Three games. She'd already suffered defeat three times, and here she was, headed to his chambers, fully expecting to lose again. She wasn't complaining though; every time she met with Nobunaga to play Go, her heart pounded against her chest, and the combination of tension and anticipation threatened to overwhelm her. How could one man be so gentle, while at the same time so demanding and dominant? Nobunaga was all of these things, and Ophelia was both terrified and intrigued by the way he made her feel.

As she hurried along toward the tenshu, she wondered which body part of hers he would claim when he inevitably won. She'd been longing for him to kiss her since their first game, but it was like he knew that and deliberately refrained from giving her what she wanted.

"If I had my way, I'd turn the tables on him and let him know how it feels to be tormented like that!" she thought, a shiver running through her at the thought of having the great Oda Nabunaga at her mercy and wringing the same moans of desperate pleasure from his lips that he drew from hers.

Ophelia had been studiously practicing Go with Mitsunari's help, and though she was learning quickly, Nobunaga always seemed to be five steps ahead of her. He won every time and, as pleasurable as it was, she had a competitive side and wanted a win for herself.

When she got to his room, Ophelia found Nobunaga already sitting on his customary side of the goban, waiting for her.

"You're late."

He seemed uncharacteristically annoyed by her tardiness and it was reflected in the look of displeasure he gave her as she sat down across from him.

"I'm sorry, it took me longer than I thought it would to finish the kimono Hideyoshi comissioned me to make for him."

"Are you making one for me too?"

Ophelia stared at him.

"No. Did-did you want one?"

He sighed "You seem to be making them for all the other men in my forces."

"Yes, they're all paying me to make them…"

He didn't seem impressed by that, and continued to wear the sulky expression on his face.

Holding back a giggle, Ophelia reached into the sleeve of her kimono, taking out a measuring tape and walked around the goban to stand beside Nobunaga.

"What are you doing?" he asked as she knelt down and began taking his measurements.

"I'm going to make you a kimono. Something tells me you won't be happy with me until I do, so hold still."

He remained silent while she measured his shoulders and chest, only protesting when she reached up to measure his neck.

"What is it?" she asked when he pulled away.

"Do you really need to do that?" he asked warily "I don't like my neck to be touched."

"I suppose I could just guess your size," she answered doubtfully "though it's most accurate when I get an actual measurement.

"You'll just have to guess." he told her, removing her hands from where they rested on his shoulders "You've taken your measurements, now let's have our game." he had lost his unhappy attitude and was almost cheerful as he looked at the board in front of him.

"What shall I conquer this time, Lili?" he asked, calling her by her nickname.

"You always assume that you're going to win," she grumbled "someday I'm going to surprise you."

"That day will be amusing indeed," he said, shooting her his charismatic smile "but today is not that day. Shall we begin?"

The game went much the same as they usually did, with Nobunaga making an aggressive start and going for as much of Ophelia's territory as he could as quickly as possible. Ophelia played defensively and managed to stay just out of his reach for quite a while, a fact that excited Nobunaga who was unused to the challenge.

"You're doing well tonight, Lili, I'm proud of you."

She blushed but kept her eyes glued to the board, wracking her brain for ways to outwit him. She was just about surrounded when she moved one piece and blinked. Looking at the board in disbelief, she glanced up at Nobunaga and saw the same shock mirrored on his face.

"Did I-Did I just beat you?" she finally asked in a voice so soft it was barely audible.

Nobunaga was chewing on his lip, a frown on his face as he searched the board for a way out. After a few minutes he sat up and fixed her with a determined gaze. "Yes, it appears you have surrounded more of my pieces than I have of yours. You win."

Ophelia clapped her hands together and giggled as she let herself fall backwards onto the floor and rolled back and forth several times, kicking her feet in glee. When she had worked out her excitement, she sat up and looked at Nobunaga; his expression was stony, and he simply nodded.

"You won fairly, and so I will keep my part of the bargain and take you to your wormhole when it is time."

He seemed genuinely disappointed, and once Ophelia had gotten over her celebration, she sat back down opposite him and smiled "I'd like to renegotiate our terms."

"We already agreed on our terms, there's no changing them now."

She shook her head "Well, I want something different."

His eyes narrowed "And what would that be?"

"Vengeance."

It was his turn to look confused "You want revenge? Against who?"

"You." her grin grew wider as he became more confused.

"And what exactly is this revenge you speak of?"

"You've had free rein to 'conquer' my body, and now I want the same prize. I can hold off on our original bet for the next time I win, but for now, I want to return the favor of conquering all the body parts you conquered in me. Though perhaps not all the same ones." her smile was full of mischief and joy, making him regard her distrustfully.

"I don't trust you."

"You didn't care whether I trusted you or not," she said sweetly "and besides, you lost. Unless you don't think you can handle me touching you…"

He shifted uncomfortably "Our previous bet still stands?"

"Yes! You don't have to take me anywhere unless I win another game."

Despite still looking doubtful, he nodded "Fine, do what you want."

Ophelia got up on her knees and made her way around the goban to kneel next to him, an eager smile on her face.

Nobunaga looked away from her, a stern expression on his face "I can tell by the look on your face, this is going to be nonsense." he said, his tone prickly.

"Hush," she scolded him "you need to learn to accept affection. You can't always be the one giving, it's my turn."

When he said nothing, she reached out and took his large, callused hand between her two soft ones and held it up to her face, smoothing it against her cheek and then pressing soft kisses to each of his hardened knuckles. She heard him take a long, deep breath and could feel his gaze focused on her, but she ignored it, instead turning his hand over and kissing the palm before moving to the wrist, another kiss planted on the inside.

When she finished with his hand, Ophelia looked up at Nobunaga through her long lashes while still holding his hand against her cheek; she saw a myriad of emotions in his expression, from wariness to confusion and hesitation, but the one that overwhelmed all the others was passion. She almost melted at the desire in his eyes, wanted him to push her down and satisfy them both, but remembered the prize she had won and held firm. Letting go of his hand, she got to her feet; he was so tall that she'd never be able to reach from her position on her knees.

Nobunaga's distrustful expression had eased somewhat, and he was now looking at Ophelia with curiosity and a hint of anticipation.

Ophelia-slightly taller than him now that she was standing-smiled down at him and reached out, brushing his hair out of his face and letting her fingertips trail over his forehead and down the side of his face.

"I'm going to claim this," she said, kissing his forehead softly "and this," his temple "and this," his cheekbone, just below his eye. As she drew closer and closer to his mouth, Ophelia could feel Nobunaga's breath quicken. Just as she was about to reach the corner of his mouth, she drew back, a light of mischief dancing in her eyes.

Nobunaga's eyes narrowed once again.

"It's only fair," she said teasingly "you've been holding back from kissing me even though you know I want you to."

He lifted his hands, making as if to take hold of her, but she stepped back.

"Nope! Hands to yourself. You agreed, remember?"

Sighing, he nodded and dropped his hands back to rest on his legs.

Satisfied, Ophelia came back and pressed another kiss to his cheek, she then moved toward his ear; knowing how sensitive Nobunaga was, she moved as slowly as possible so as not to put him on his guard. She first nuzzled her mouth against his ear, and when he made no effort to discourage her, she kissed his earlobe and drew it gently into her mouth, flicking her tongue against it softly. At that, she felt him shift and, glancing down, saw that his hands were gripping his knees, his fingers curling into his kimono.

Her next conquest was a continuation of the last. Smiling to herself, she released his ear and kissed his neck just below it, making him let out a quick breath. Ophelia then began to travel down his neck along the artery, dropping kisses and the occasional flick of her tongue as she went, paying close attention to Nobunaga's body language. His posture had stiffened, and he was holding his breath, his hands still clenched in fists on his knees.

Just as Ophelia reached the junction where his neck met his shoulder, she pulled his kimono to the side a little, and closed her lips over the skin there, sucking it gently into her mouth and letting her teeth graze his skin in delicate little bites.

A pent up groan escaped Nobunaga's lips as she did so, and he unconsciously pressed up against her.

"Are you enjoying yourself, my lord?" she whispered, a teasing lilt in her voice.

"Yes Lili," he answered "though I'm about to have you right here on the floor if you keep going like that."

She giggled "That's not part of our bet though; I won and now you have to sit there and let me do what I want. You can't fight back."

The look he shot her made Ophelia's knees feel weak. She wanted nothing more than for him to bring her to the floor and have his way with her, but she wasn't done yet. Setting one foot on the other side of his lap, she settled herself between his crossed legs and looked up at him with bright eyes and a teasing smile.

He returned her gaze with an intensity that almost shook her resolve, but she remembered the way he responded to her touch and continued. Sliding her hands under the collar of his kimono, she pushed it toward his shoulders, baring his chest in the dim light. Tracing her fingertips over his chest made the muscles twitch under his skin, a sight that fascinated Ophelia, and she ran her fingers all the way down to where his kimono closed, just below his sternum. Wanting to run her mouth all over him, she leaned up and kissed her way along his collarbone, holding herself steady by placing her hands on his chest.

Nobunaga again shifted beneath her, clearly exerting his self control to its limits, and slid his hands up his thighs so they were indirectly touching her legs without lifting them from their position.

Ophelia continued her exploration of his skin, making her way down his chest until she reached one of his nipples, and took it into her mouth, repeating what she had done with his earlobe and pulling it into her mouth, while rolling her tongue over it.

Unable to control himself, Nobunaga lifted his hands and gripped her thighs, pulling her down against him while he pressed his hips upwards and into her.

His actions made Ophelia gasp. Their eyes met just as he pulled her down and she was instantly aware of the extent of his arousal as he did so. Not to be outdone, she rolled her hips against him, still holding his gaze, her hands gripping his kimono.

"Lili," he whispered, sliding his hands up her thighs to her hips and then encircling her waist, his thumbs playing with the decorations on her obi "Lili, I want you."

His tone was so earnest that she wavered; her body just wanted her to let him take control, but she held herself back "Just a little longer." she told herself.

Shaking her head, she took his hands and set them back on his thighs "You'll have to be patient."

His groan turned to a grunt of surprise as she planted her hands on his chest and pushed him backwards, making him fall flat on his back while she settled herself in a straddled position on his lap.

The surprised look on Nobunaga's face quickly gave way to one of intense desire as Ophelia unfastened the belt of his kimono and pulled it open, exposing his torso. Leaning down, she returned to her task, this time showing her attention to his other nipple, rolling her tongue over it and biting it lightly, making the man beneath her moan and clench his hands into fists.

"You're going to be the death of me, woman." he growled.

To which she only responded with an innocent grin before sliding down and turning her attention to his stomach. It proved to be even more of an erogenous zone than his earlobes, and he shuddered under her touch as she kissed and licked her way down his abs, admiring his muscles as she went. He had the kind of body that inspired her to worship it, something she did with enthusiasm, letting out little sighs and moans herself as she reached his low abdomen and nuzzled her face into the deep v that separated his muscles.

Feeling where she was headed, Nobunaga's head popped up and he stared at her as she began to pull open his hakama "Ophelia wh-what are you doing?" he demanded, his use of her full name indicating how serious he was.

Glancing up at him, she smiled and laid her cheek against his thigh "I'm showing you how beautiful I think you are. Please let me." she turned her face and kissed the place where the base of his cock disappeared beneath his last layer of clothes. Looking up at him, she waited for his answer, not wanting to continue if he didn't want her to, but hoping that he would.

He stayed there staring for what seemed like forever, before simply nodding his head.

Her delighted smile lit up her features, and she tugged at his clothes until they gave way and she was able to free his cock. Her eyes sparkled as she admired his length and girth, and the way it stood up proudly, its veins standing out under the skin.

Starting slow, she planted a kiss to the tip, reaching out with her tongue and swiping it over the head, and then kissing her way down the side of the shaft. When she reached the base, she curled her tongue around it and sucked gently, making Nobunaga push his hips up slightly. Pulling her head up, she slipped her mouth around the head and again sucked lightly, while swirling her tongue over the slit, and was rewarding with a gasping moan from Nobunaga, who was almost at his breaking point. Then, in one fluid motion, she ducked her head and took him in all the way to the hilt, the tip of his cock touching the back of her throat as she rolled her tongue against its underside.

"Ophelia!" his hands shot to her hair, fingers twisting and pulling the pins from her bun, so it tumbled around her shoulders. "Ophelia what are you doing?" he murmured running his fingers through her hair.

Her eyes met his and she held his gaze as she came up off his cock, letting it go with a wet popping sound "I like the way you taste." she told him, her cheeks blushing pink "And I like that I can make you feel so good. I am, right?"

"I don't think I need to tell you that you are," he answered, smoothing his hand over her cheek "but yes, you really are."

"I still like hearing it. Now let me finish.

All he could do was sigh and let his head fall back on the floor, pretending to resign himself to her wishes. Even though he feigned frustration with her, Ophelia could tell that his entire body was tense with anticipation. Turning her attention back to the now-twitching cock in front of her, she stuck out her tongue and drew it in a long swipe from base to tip while she reached her hands up and trailed them over his stomach and down his abdomen, letting her nails drag lightly across his skin.

Nobunaga had retained his grip on her hair and she could feel his fingers dig lightly into her scalp as she touched him, knowing that it was killing him not to be in control, and she took great pleasure in being the reason for his discomposure.

After teasing him with small touches here and there, and everywhere but exactly where he wanted, Ophelia once again took the head of Nobunaga's cock into her mouth and sucked lightly before enveloping him in the warm heat of her throat. From that point on, she worked him just like she'd imagined, taking him in deep and pulling away slowly, increasing her pace as she watched him unravel. Just when she thought her own stamina was running out, she felt his hips shudder. Pulling open her own kimono, she pushed her breasts around and slid them up and down his shaft as she kept the head in her mouth.

Feeling the change in sensation, Nobunaga opened his eyes and his jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw her. "Ophelia wha-hnnng!"

She could feel his whole body convulse as he came, the warm salty liquid shooting into her mouth and spilling out, dripping down her chin and onto her breasts. She continued to hold him in her mouth as he rode out his release, bobbing her head gently as she swallowed each consecutive spurt of cum that he gave her.

When he finally stilled, they both lay there for a while, catching their breath in the silence. Ophelia had been surprised by his last reaction, and was hoping that he didn't take offense to her methods.

"Maybe he thought that was weird. He sure came fast after he realized though."

She didn't have long to wonder, because a set of strong hands soon pushed themselves under her arms and pulled her up to lay beside him, tucking her under his arm before sliding a hand around her jaw and pulling her into a passionate kiss.

"Where did you even come from, you devil of a woman?" he laughed when he finally stopped kissing her and tousled her hair.

"The future, remember?"

"Then this future of yours must really be something to behold." his eyes were warm as he gazed down at her "I should have let you win from the start."

Ophelia shook her head "No, I like it when you conquer me. But I'm competitive and I like having my own little victories too."

"Well now that you've had one, you know you're going to lose the next one, don't you? And you know exactly what territory of yours I'll claim next."

"Can't wait" she muttered softly, her eyelids falling closed "I deserve a good punishment."