The rain battered the ancient Torii gates, but inside the shrine grounds, Rei felt an inexplicable pull toward the stranger who stumbled through the gate, dripping wet and shivering.

Rei approached him, her fingers tracing the fabric of his wet cloak, sensing that the ritual was not one of prayer, but of union.

The barrier between the spiritual and the physical crumbled as Kaito shed his wet cloak and Rei's fingers fumbled with the sash of her kimono.

With a sudden rush of instinct, Kaito pinned Rei against the wooden pillar of the shrine, their lips crashing together in a desperate, wet kiss.

Rei lay back on the ritual mat, surrendering to the wave of pleasure that surged through her, her body arching toward the traveler who claimed her.

The cherry blossoms seemed to freeze in time as the climax hit them, Rei screaming in ecstasy as the traveler filled her with his seed.