Vera silently looked down at the bustling city of Tokyo, the bright neon lights, the cars, the people, it was much different than the serene atmosphere of Hanamura, or the refined old world feels that some of the places in Luxembourg City.

It was quite the opposite.

Sighing to herself she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, the atmosphere was becoming a little too much for her. She had already taken medication to help with an oncoming migraine and had the room dark, only the moonlight and the neon lights illuminated her form, the blues, and pinks reflecting off the cool red silk of her kimono-like robe. Earlier that day she excused herself from the remaining meetings that she accompanied Hanzo to, of course, there were no qualms she could do as she pleased.

The soft click of the door closing behind her caught her attention and soon a voice she hadn't heard since earlier.

"You're still awake,"

"Hanzo…" Vera said as she turned towards the man approaching her from the inky darkness of the room.

"How are you feeling? You should be resting" Hanzo said as he embraced her from behind.

"Mm...I know," Vera replied as she turned towards him. Hanzo placed a soft kiss on her forehead before he escorted her over to the chaise lounge.

He was always gentle with her no matter the situation, even with the harshness of killing for honor and power that that Shimada clan held with an iron fist. The stoic expression in the face of others, but for her nothing but warmth, small smiles, gentle touches, love.

Vera sighed as she leaned back on the plush cushions relaxing a bit with the man kneeling at her side.

"We shouldn't be here much longer. I know the sudden change is jarring and I apologize," Hanzo murmured as he gently took her hand and placed a kiss on top of it. Again he kissed her hand and kissed the diamond band around her finger.

"It is what you do and can't be helped. I will be ok, you manage to deal with my work from time to time," Vera sighed.

"That may be true, but that doesn't stop me from worrying about you. You are my queen…" Hanzo murmured.

Vera felt as if her cheeks were ablaze as she felt the man's lips travel from her hand to her wrist and the moved to her plush lips. There were times like this when she felt as if she wasn't a phantom thief, she wasn't just a glorified arm piece for the heir to the Shimada clan. She felt as if she was his queen, to be tended to and given everything she needed or wanted whether it be menial or large, he would make sure she would have it.

"Mmm Hanzo…" Vera murmured against the kiss. Hanzo sighed softly as his hand traveled across the silk crimson robe, sliding its way between the fabric, ghosting across the soft supple flesh of her thighs.

"Oh…" Vera sighed as he kissed along her jaw, down her neck, gently suckling the soft tender skin all while a hand gently groped her naked thigh as it moved closer and closer to the heat between her legs.

His touches were soft almost teasing, but never straying from his course, if he wanted to break her down to her weakest parts, to have her whimper for him on the verge of tears from the pleasure he would do it and no one in their right mind would stop him.

"Hanzo what about-" Vera started before Hanzo hushed her, a hand pulled at the silk fabric that held the silk kimono-like robe to her lithe form.

"Quiet," Hanzo said firmly as he went back to leaving heated kisses on her skin, leaving soft rosy pink marks as he moved further down her exposed skin of her collarbone, her cleavage, breasts, and further

A soft mewl came from Vera's rosy lips, she nibbled on her bottom lip to keep herself from being too loud. His lips and hands together always made her weak and wither underneath him.

"Hanzo…" Vera panted.

The simplest touch had her trembling, needy for him. A choked sob escaped her throat when his lips latched on to her breast suckling, nipping and swirling around the pert nipple before abandoning it for the other.

"Hanzo," Vera whined again as a hand went to her silky white hair running a hand through the slightly curled locks. Hanzo took his time and slowly moved from her breast to her abdomen, placing open mouthed kisses as he also moved down the chaise and as he moved down her body.

She was bare and exposed to the man as he draped her leg over his shoulder, kissing at the tender flesh of her inner thigh, sending shivers through her body.

"W-What if someone comes in?" Vera asked breathlessly.

"So?" Hanzo murmured against her thigh, his coal like orbs looked up at her.

"Hanzo they will talk…"

"You are more important," Hanzo said as he moved the thin lacy fabric from his prize. Her warmth, her heat, her dripping sex all ready for him.

"But-" her words were caught in her throat as she felt one his slender fingers slip between her folds, eliciting a soft cry from the woman.

Another finger followed, soon followed by a slow lap of his tongue. The warm onslaught of his tongue willed all the strength inside of her to keep herself from crying out in pleasure. Like a man starved from lack of nourishment he hungrily lapped at her juices that flowed, his tongue swirled and flicked at the sensitive nub as his fingers continuously slipped in and out of her tight dripping passage.

Hanzo groaned deeply as she gripped at his silky hair slightly pulling on it as he moved faster. Her cries were soft and demure but soon were becoming louder, more urgent.

Faster his tongue worked her, slower his slender fingers thrust into her, he had her where he wanted her. He knew what caused her body to tremble all too well, he knew what he was doing, he was to be a king, and she was to be his queen.

Faster, harder, slower he continued to break her down piece by piece until she arched her back against him, a choked sob escaped her lips as her orgasm crashed through her and onto his lips. Greedily Hanzo lapped her juices. He placed a kiss on one of her thighs before he licked her essence from his fingers.

Vera panted heavily as she looked at the man through heavily lidded eyes, Hanzo looked up at her as he placed a kiss on one of the marks on her inner thigh.

"You're so brazen sometimes," Vera sighed.

"You're one to talk my love," Hanzo replied.

The soft hiss of the door alerted both of them to another entering the room. Vera's worried orbs glanced at the man standing the doorway.

"Vera-sama," the man bowed.

"Uh..H-Hello…" Vera replied her mind running a million miles an hour.

"Hanzo-sama...your father requested your presence," the man said as he straightened up.

"Thank you. I'll go to him right away," Hanzo said from between Vera's thighs. The man bowed again before leaving closing the door behind him. Hanzo grumbled softly as he covered her with her robe before he stood.

"Will you be back tonight?" Vera questioned as she attempted to move her limbs that felt as they were jelly.

"Of course...this was just the preface of what's coming, my love," Hanzo said