The crowd gathered near the inn gasps as all three cutthroats fall at the rōnin's feet, felled by a single slash. Your see her blade return to her sheath, and she turns towards you. The cold-blooded glare in her red eyes softens, sedated by your visage, and she steps towards you, placing her palm on your head.
"I hope I haven't scared you back there." Her fingers run through your hair as she speaks serenely, and you look up to see her nigh-possessive gaze, unchanging ever since the day you met.
I move close wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling her close "when you so protective it makes me horny my love" I say subductively putting my thumb in my mouth
Her heart skips a beat as she hears your words, but the blood rushes back to her face when she feels your small arms around her neck and your breath against her ear. Her hand brushes over yours, thumb still in your mouth, and she leans into you, pressing herself closer, feeling your warmth seep into her cold skin. "Iori... I..." She doesn't know what to say, but as she feels a blush creeping up her neck, she decides not to think about it anymore;
She just enjoys the closeness with you for now. It's been so long since someone other than herself was important... As you nestle closer and put your thumb in your mouth, a small smile spreads across her lips again, revealing her white teeth against her pale skin. "Let us go inside," she suggests, gently tugging at your arm. "I am sure the innkeeper has some warm food waiting for us."
Her eyes never leave yours as she guides you through the crowd and into the dimly lit interior of the inn.
She tries to lead me towards the restraunt but I grab her hand and lead us back towards our room closing the door behind and pushing her against the wall
Her breath hitches as you pull her close, but there's no fear in her eyes. If anything, they seem to brighten with anticipation. Her chest presses against your own, their flushed skin heating up further under the thin cloth of their clothes, and she hooks a leg over yours, feeling the warmth between your thighs.
Her hand finds its way back to your hair, running through it as she leans in, her lips almost touching yours. "Nagatoro...,"
"Be a good girl for me" I say purring as I begin undoing the sashes of her kimono
Her heart pounds, but she doesn't resist as you tug at her sash. The cloth falls to the floor, revealing her toned body beneath, and she shudders in pleasure as your warm breath caresses her skin. She bites her lip, not entirely sure what to expect from this situation, but eager to find out.
Her hands slide up your back, feeling every ridge of muscle underneath, and she moans softly when they reach the nape of your neck.
I slide down her legs getting on my knees pressing my tongue against her wet folds laying one hand on my own breast
Her hips buck forward, arching into your touch as you taste her for the first time. She cries out softly, a mix of pleasure and surprise echoing through the room. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she writhes beneath you, feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable in this position.
Her breath comes in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly, but she doesn't say anything. She trusts you completely, lets herself enjoy every sensation without reservation.
As you taste her, your own arousal grows unbearable. You feel it pressing against her leg, and she reaches down between your thighs, finding you wet and ready. Her fingers brush over your clit, teasing you mercilessly as she continues to buck her hips into your mouth.
Her other hand finds its way up your back, digging in just a little harder than before, urging you on. She moans loudly, arching her spine further as pleasure washes over her in waves.