AU: Shinobi Affexions
Due to highly effective contraceptive shinobi arts being simplified enough to become mainstream in the past few years, shinobi are free to have some fun in-between death-defying missions. It's not exactly rampant, but one-night stands and friends with benefits are noticeably more common than in the main worlds.
Incidentally, a certain number of kunoichi have fewer qualms about making intimate relationships.
(Basically Shinobi Refle, but smut.)
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Part 2: Ikaruga
It was a quiet morning in the Houou family mansion. Sunlight spilled in from the sky above, illuminating the old wooden home and the forest landscape surrounding it in a bright orange hue.
Though far removed from the busy environment of city life in Tokyo, the mansion was no less a sight worth seeing. From its well-maintained lush gardens to the flowing river and the natural hot springs nearby, its design and decor felt more akin to a vacation home than the personal residence of a distinguished shinobi family.
In such a place, it was rather easy for one to lose themselves in the encompassing serenity. The environment was perfect for maintaining a peace of mind, which was the entire point in the first place.
Not that he could enjoy such luxuries at the moment. He had a job to do first.
A certain butler did his best to suppress a yawn as he wandered through the wide halls. Normally, most people weren't typically up at dawn, but such a silly thing didn't apply to him and his fellow staff members.
They moved with a type of gracefulness and quietness that only years of training could provide, every one of them being careful not to make any noise and disturb the peace of the Houou family. Some of them silently greeted him as they tended to their duties, spurring him to return a nod of his own.
One might have wondered why he wasn't helping them in tending to the mansion, but they simply had different responsibilities. While they ensured the mansion remained as unmarred as ever, his duties pertained to taking care of something in particular.
Or rather, someone.
He stopped in front of a shoji door. Pausing for a moment, he rapped his knuckles against the wooden paneling and waited for an answer.
"Come in."
With that vocal approval, the butler slid open the door and stepped inside, smoothly closing it behind him. "Good morning, my la—"
He froze.
"Good morning."
The Houou Family's esteemed daughter, the Heiress to the Phoenix Conglomerate known as Ikaruga, stood in the middle of the bedroom. She looked straight at him with a warm smile, clearly happy to have his company.
This wasn't an unusual sight. He completely expected the ravenette to be awake and active this early. That wasn't the problem.
No, the problem was Ikaruga being right in the middle of removing her nightwear. She was completely topless with her shirt draped over her arm.
Upon seeing such an indecent sight, the butler's cheeks tinged bright red as he hurriedly looked away in shame.
In a situation like this, Ikaruga should have covered herself and demanded for the intruder to leave at once.
Instead, the Heiress chuckled.
"Come, now. If I minded you looking, I wouldn't have invited you in. I already told you that."
"E-Even so…" Despite her assurance, he kept his gaze away from her. "Looking at you like this feels rather… improper, you see…"
"Oh, for goodness' sake…"
She sighed before moving, her light footsteps growing closer. Before the butler could question it, he felt a pair of smooth hands grab his cheeks, turning his head forward.
With no hesitation, Ikaruga leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
To say that the action caught him off-guard would be an understatement.
After a moment, they separated. She smiled softly at him, taking his surprised expression and wide eyes in stride. Her hands still caressed his cheeks for a few moments before she retreated.
"If you could survive kissing your mistress, then looking at her shouldn't be much more difficult, right?"
His heart fluttered, and he couldn't quite form a better response than looking away with flushed cheeks.
He didn't have to look in order to know Ikaruga was holding back a chuckle.
"Why don't you open the curtains while I finish undressing?" Still bearing a sweet smile, she gestured towards the large windows. "The morning sun should do us both some good."
"... R-Right."
Gulping, the butler rushed to move to the curtains and give the room some light. He did his absolute best to ignore the sounds of clothes dropping to the floor as he pulled the curtains open.
In an instant, the warm orange light enveloped the bedroom completely. He squinted his eyes slightly as his eyes adjusted to the light before he turned around again.
Ikaruga had finished removing her garments, her nightwear sitting on her bed, perfectly folded.
The Heiress herself seemed perfectly relaxed as she stood with a serene smile, running a hand through her long black hair as she eyes the dark strands with a tender gaze. As the morning sun kissed her bare skin, embarrassment was nowhere to be found in her expression, as though there was not a single reason to be ashamed of her uncovered figure.
"..."
It might have been excessive to compare the sight to a priceless painting or sculpture, but at that moment it felt like a perfectly apt description…
"Do remember to close your mouth," Ikaruga helpfully reminded him in an amused tone as she turned to look at him, still smiling. "We wouldn't want any bugs to fly into it, would we?"
Upon realizing that he was shamelessly staring at the Heiress, he quickly fixed his expression and focused on the floor. The giggle she let out only made him more ashamed.
"With that out of the way…" In a graceful movement, Ikaruga sat on the edge of her bed, looking up at him expectantly. "I'd prefer to have my hair brushed before my bath. Do you mind doing it for me? You're quite the expert at it, after all."
"T-That's a bit too much praise, my lady, but I'll do my best…"
The butler kept his gaze firmly away from the indecent sight as he went to collect a brush from the well-organized vanity, moving to sit down next to her after he did so.
"... Gulp…"
He realized just how dangerous of a position this actually was, with his body so close to her own while she was sitting in the buff. A single wrong movement would spell bad news for him.
Considering the way Ikaruga was smiling, he had a feeling she was perfectly aware.
The butler gulped as he slowly, carefully, began brushing her long hair. The Heiress hummed easily as he did so, completely at ease despite him.
That only made things more difficult.
He did his best to prevent himself from staring any lower than her shoulders as he brushed, freeing her hair of all the visible imperfections accumulated during the night.
The light shining in from the window still shone across her form brilliantly. The orange daylight highlighted her smooth skin. Her eyes were closed as she hummed a quiet tune to herself, smiling warmly all the while.
Anyone who looked at her in this state would have had their breath taken away over how beautiful she looked at that moment.
The butler was finding out that he wasn't an exception.
Despite his valiant efforts, he couldn't quite keep his eyes from going lower and lower. Shamefully, he stared at her breasts. He couldn't help but ogle her ample bosom — the way they jiggled with every breath that she took — and then wandered down still to admire her body. Years of shinobi training gifted Ikaruga with a healthy and toned form, from her flat stomach to her wide thighs.
Everything about her was simply perfection…
"Distracted? Your hands stopped."
"!"
His heart all but pulled itself out of his chest upon being called out. All it took was a single look at Ikaruga's amused smile to know that she caught him in the act. His cheeks tinged a deep crimson. The butler tore his gaze back up to her hair, shakily resuming his brushing while he tried his best to steady his heart.
"I said I don't mind your eyes on me," Ikaruga reminded him gently, "but we don't have all the time in the world. Could you continue?"
"I-I just…" Desperately, he tried to change the subject to something else, anything else. "Erm, why did you get undressed right away? You're clearly not going right to the bath…"
"Oh, that's simple," she said, smiling. "I just wanted to see how you'd appreciate the change of pace, and judging by your enthusiasm…" Ikaruga had a light flush as her gaze shifted downwards to look at his crotch where, to his horror, he realized that a very obvious bulge had formed. "... It seems I was right."
"I-I, u-uhm…" the butler sputtered, unable to respond properly.
Ikaruga chuckled, the sound escaping her lips like a melody. "Don't start panicking, now. I'll take this as a compliment. And besides…"
The Heiress moved to take hold of the brush, gently removing it from the butler's grasp and placing it on the bed. He didn't react beyond staring as she scooted closer to him, taking hold of his arms and placing them around her bare waist before smiling gently at him.
"We do still have some time left," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck as she looked deep into his eyes. "If brushing my hair isn't to your liking, I wouldn't be against some light exercise as an alternative."
The butler lost the ability to form words outright. The seductive look she was giving him was making his mind swim.
He had a feeling that this was Ikaruga's plan all along.
Without waiting for an answer, Ikaruga leaned forward and claimed his lips once again, her bare breasts pressing against his chest as she sought something clearly beyond a light kiss.
It didn't take even a second for the butler to make his choice, meeting Ikaruga's tongue with his own as he tightened the embrace. His hands began exploring every detail of her curves, sliding against smooth skin to the sound of the Heiress' alluring moans.
He felt his heartbeat speed up when one of her hands descended to grab the zipper of his dress pants and drag it down—
There was a knock on the door.
"Lady Ikaruga?" An oblivious maid spoke from the other side, the voice completely stilling the room's two occupants. "Your morning bath is ready."
"... Yes. I'll be out in a moment." The Heiress didn't miss a beat, sounding completely calm and collected as she spoke.
With that, the maid left. They both waited a moment until they couldn't hear the sounds of her footsteps anymore before they let out a collective sigh.
Ikaruga's cheeks were bright pink as she gave him an awkward smile. "Well, it seems I miscalculated a little. We'll have to continue later."
"...Y-Yes, that'd be for the best…" The butler couldn't hide his disappointment at all.
Ikaruga's expression was nothing but apologetic as she gave him a final light kiss. Shortly afterwards, she separated herself from him. "Like I said, we'll resume later. For now, we both have our duties to attend to."
He was already missing the feeling of her body pressed against his, but it couldn't be helped.
"In that case, should I continue fixing your hair?" he asked, disappointment slipping into his voice.
Ikaruga sighed, but still nodded. "I suppose so…"
Frowning, he took the brush once more and continued to brush the Heiress' hair, trying not to let his frustration interfere with his hands.
At least he could take some solace in how Ikaruga seemed as dismayed as him.
In all of his years of serving the Phoenix Heiress, not once did he ever consider forming a relationship with Ikaruga.
Sure, he may have entertained the idea in the past, but regardless of his young age and his closeness to her, he was a professional. It was his appointed duty to serve the Heiress, and it would have been nothing short of heinous to cross basically every line he had to be mindful of.
Despite the feelings he held for her, ones that would only grow more intense over his years of servitude, he would never allow himself to ruin the professional relationship they had. That was to be his fate.
… Evidently, Ikaruga disagreed.
It was quite recently that, amidst a peaceful stroll in the gardens far away from prying eyes, Ikaruga decided to make her own repressed feelings for him irrefutably obvious.
He still didn't have the slightest idea what had spurred Ikaruga to pursue a relationship with him, but to say he objected to it would be an outright lie. Ikaruga made it clear that she wanted to be with him, and what kind of idiot would he be to deny her feelings like that?
It definitely still took some effort to fight off the muscle memory and truly respond to Ikaruga's forwardness, but he was learning.
To be honest, it was one thing to be in a relationship with someone as beautiful and elegant as her, but the way she insisted on maintaining a very… close lifestyle with him was definitely something to get used to, considering how much it clashed with his initial image of her.
Still, he didn't outright hate it.
That said, regardless of how things turned out between them, his duties hadn't changed. It was for that reason he was currently masquerading as a student at Hanzo National Academy.
Well, perhaps "masquerading" wasn't the correct term, considering he wasn't any older than his peers, with the only (admittedly important) difference between them being his career choice.
Such specifics aside, as of now, the math instructor was lecturing the class. Ikaruga sat three rows in front of him, listening intently alongside most of the other students, himself included.
While being a butler was certainly on the description, it was only a part of his job — he also served as Ikaruga's bodyguard, dutifully following her almost everywhere in case she needed protection from a sudden threat.
When he had first started three years prior, the young Heiress always made it a point to complain about being "babysat" by someone, and that she was more than capable of defending herself.
Now, she didn't quite mind his presence as much. Or rather, his absence would be the source of complaints, instead.
It was quite an interesting development.
… That said, his track record wasn't as flawless as he'd hoped, considering how the few times that Ikaruga actually was attacked just so happened to be when he wasn't there to guard her.
Ikaruga had made it a point to tell them that the attacking shinobi, both from the reclusive Hebijo and fanatical Gessen, would have likely beaten him down in record time, but that didn't exactly make him feel much better.
Unsurprisingly, his boss — her father — had doubled the intensity of his own training when word of his uncertainty on his abilities reached the man.
That had been an engaging change of pace, to say the least.
His failings aside, his role at school remained the same. As a classmate that often hung out with her, he was close enough to come to her aid at a moment's notice without making it blatantly obvious that he was shadowing her.
As efficient of a strategy as it was, he still wished he could be a tad closer to her..
Despite knowing that the Heiress herself wished for the same, their situation wouldn't be that forgiving. Things such as always sitting next to her and staying at school until the end of her shinobi classes would be a tad too convenient and, in the latter's case, interfere with his own training, and so they sacrificed such prospects in order to strengthen his cover.
That was simply what they had to live with. He would go home early, Ikaruga would stay to take part in club activities, and they would both pretend to be completely normal students who most certainly didn't have shinobi training nor live together in the same mansion.
Incidentally, that cover meant he currently had schoolwork to do. Or, at least, to pretend to do.
There was just one problem with that plan, though.
Thwip
He didn't make a single move when he felt something small hit him in the back of the head. It wasn't some sort of assassination attempt meant to take him out first. The assailant in question was far too stupid for something so clever.
Out of his peripheral vision, he could see a certain blonde-haired girl wearing a mischievous grin. In her hands were the crumpled up pieces of paper that she was currently pelting him with to get his attention.
Obviously, he ignored her.
Thwip
That didn't deter her in the slightest.
He didn't know if she was bored, wanted to mess with him, or a combination of the two. What he did know was that he would not give her what she wanted. Doing so would be admitting defeat, and he was better than that.
Thwip
That paper hit him in the eye that time, but he still didn't flinch.
"Miss Katsuragi?"
"... Crap."
A small smirk formed on his lips when he heard Katsuragi's despondent voice over being caught by the less-than-pleased instructor.
"A word after class, if you would be so kind."
A mature person would have bowed their head and said nothing more.
"Whatever you say, teach!"
Katsuragi was an exception.
Even from across the classroom, he could still hear Ikaruga sigh.
Despite his best attempts at acting like Ikaruga's friend and nothing more while at school, the butler couldn't help but think that some students thought they were dating, anyway.
His lady's behavior along the days wasn't helping.
That was his impression as class ended, and Ikaruga swiftly made her way to his desk to talk with him. Though the classroom itself was quickly being emptied, he could see a pair of students peeking into the room out of his peripheral vision.
Shinobi, they were not.
"Should we go to our usual spot for lunch?" Ikaruga was leaning over his desk, brushing her long raven hair past her ear, as she spoke to him with a soft smile. "I asked the maids to make your favorite again. I hope you don't mind."
The Heiress was giving him a knowing look as she talked, making it known that she was perfectly aware of the students spying on them.
"By the track field? Of course, I don't mind," the butler responded casually as he stood up, stretching his arms for a moment.
"Let's head out, then."
Ikaruga took his hand as she led him out of the classroom. They easily heard the nosy Hanzo students shuffle away from the door as they got close, pretending to be conversing or looking out of the hallway's windows.
Neither Ikaruga nor the butler glanced at them as they walked past them, pretending to be oblivious to their snooping.
Naturally, they were likely to try and spy on them eating lunch by the track field.
It would have been a good plan, if it weren't for the fact that they gave them the wrong location.
Ikaruga didn't mind the rumors all too much, but she did have a slight problem with being watched while attempting to spend time alone with him.
The butler found that protective nature… oddly endearing.
… Still, he still couldn't shake the feeling that Ikaruga was playing into the rumors on purpose. She used to be especially careful about maintaining a proper distance, interrupting his own attempts to get closer to her in public, and then she simply… stopped caring about it.
Incidentally, the timing matched her discovery that another girl from their class tried confessing to him.
He obviously had a pretty good theory, but to voice it would be the pinnacle of stupidity, and so he played along with Ikaruga's new behavior, no questions asked.
And it was by playing along that, in no time at all, the two of them made their way out of the building and towards what was their actual spot for lunch: a simple tree on the east side of the school, far away from prying eyes so that they could eat and talk about meaningless things in peace.
Which was exactly what they did.
When they finally finished their lunches, they moved to lie together against the tree. Ikaruga's head rested against his shoulder, her arm wrapped against his own as her body leaned into him, and they maintained a comfortable silence.
It was in that silence that his mind began to… wander…
He tried his best to not focus on how Ikaruga's considerable chest was pressed up against his arm, or how her long hair draped across his shoulder like a curtain. He couldn't help but notice just how nice she smelled, as well.
These factors, unsurprisingly, put the poor butler in a rather dangerous position. No amount of calming techniques could do much to steady his heartbeat. He just hoped Ikaruga didn't notice. The last thing he wanted was for her to think he was a deviant.
His thoughts drifted back to earlier that morning, when his moment of intimacy with Ikaruga was unfortunately interrupted by an oblivious maid.
Unsurprisingly, he still yearned for that intimacy, and Ikaruga did tell him she didn't mind, but he felt nowhere near confident enough to proposition the Heiress in such a way.
He was just destined to be unlucky, wasn't he?
"I think I'm going to fetch us some more drinks."
His thoughts were interrupted when Ikaruga suddenly stood up, untying herself from him to grab the empty bottles of water that had laid strewn around them.
"Oh, in that case—"
"You can stay here," she interrupted him, pressing her hand against his chest just as he prepared to stand up. "I'll be back in just a moment."
"I-I see…"
He definitely sounded disappointed at the idea of being left without Ikaruga, because the ravenette smirked at him before leaning down and giving him a tender kiss on the lips.
"You won't even have the time to miss me," she said after they separated, before turning around and leaving.
With Ikaruga gone, the young butler was left all alone with nothing but his thoughts…
"Hey, bell boy!"
… for less than a minute, because Katsuragi jumped down in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere, to bother him once again.
He sighed, glaring up at her annoying blue eyes. "What do you want?"
How Ikaruga was friends with a woman like this was an endless source of bafflement from him.
"Hoooh? Are you that happy to see me, bell boy?" Katsuragi surprised him with a toothy grin and a knowing look. "Sorry to say, but I'm taken~"
Just as he was about to ask just what she was going on about, he noticed her eyes were looking lower than he expected.
His own gaze descended and, to his horror, he noticed the very obvious bulge in his pants.
… So Ikaruga definitely noticed, then.
He quickly crossed his legs, earning him a laugh from the troublesome blonde. "W-Why are you here? I-If you're looking for Ikaruga, she just left!"
"Oh, is someone missing their girlfriend? I can practically see it in just your eyes!" Katsuragi gave him a teasing grin, earning her a glare in response. "Hey, don't be such a sourpuss. If anything, you should be thanking me!"
To that, he raised an eyebrow. "Why on Earth would I ever thank you about anything?"
"Who do you think said she'd better go grab her cute butler before I did?" Katsuragi gave him a wink. "I'm still surprised she actually went through with it! You know how much of a stick in the mud she is! If I managed to get through to her, then I must be like a Sex Cupid!"
Katsuragi was standing over him victoriously, all while he was processing what she had just said to him.
… Well, it definitely explained a lot of things.
"Leave it to an idiot to put such a ridiculous idea in her head…" he muttered.
"Hey, I heard that! You trying to start a fight, bell boy?" Katsuragi took a fighting stance, giving him a confident grin. "If I remember correctly, I kicked your ass the last time we fought!"
"That was two years ago. I've learned a lot since then. You, on the other hand, I'm not too sure about."
"Oho? You wanna back those words up with action, bell boy?" Katsuragi gave him an expectant and excited look, and the butler tensed up at the prospect of a fight with the Elite.
Thankfully, that wouldn't happen.
"I'd prefer it if you two didn't start fighting in public."
They both turned to look at Ikaruga, who was standing nearby with her arms crossed and with her azure eyes narrowed at her blonde teammate.
"Ah, there's the girlfriend!" Dropping the idea of a fight quickly, Katsuragi turned fully and gave the Heiress a cheeky smile. "I bet you're dying to know just how much your man was missing you! I got all the juicy details~!"
"... Knowing your track record, he was likely bemoaning being alone with you." Ikaruga shook her head. "I don't have the patience for your tomfoolery right now, so I'd be thankful if you could leave. I'd like to be with him in private."
"Oho? Trying to shoo me away so you can get all hot and passionate with your— Mph?!"
Katsuragi didn't get a chance to finish her sentence, as her mouth was covered swiftly by a red-faced Ikaruga.
"Leave. Now."
"Alright, alright." Katsuragi laughed as she stepped away, completely unbothered by her mood. "Have fun, you crazy kids!"
With no other words, the annoying blond left, vaulting up to the roof and vanishing out of sight completely.
Ikaruga stared up for a moment. Then she sighed tiredly, rubbing her temples.
The butler truly, earnestly wondered how a nuisance like Katsuragi could have any friends.
"That woman… she has no decency…" Shaking her head, Ikaruga turned and gave him an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry you had to put up with her."
"I-It's hardly your fault…" The last thing he wanted was for her to think that Katsuragi's idiocy was anything beyond the blonde's own fault. "Erm, do you have the drinks…?"
"Ah, about that…" Ikaruga's cheeks tinged a layer of pink, as if she just got caught. "I didn't actually go. I just… wanted to make that fool show herself so I could send her away for good."
"... Oh."
Katsuragi had been there all along? Well, that was embarrassing…
"R-Regardless of that," she continued, "now we're truly by ourselves, and as fate would have it, we still have some time left before classes resume."
"Y-Yes, we do…" He nodded as Ikaruga sat next to him again, their shoulders touching as she eyed him affectionately. He didn't want to address the oversized yoma in the room, so he opted to change the topic completely. "Should we head back…?"
"Why the rush?" Ikaruga stopped that line of thought by shifting herself closer to him. "Surely you'd rather stay with me for a few more minutes than hurry back to class?"
"U-Um…" The butler shifted awkwardly. He should have known that Ikaruga naturally wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. He felt ashamed of himself for having lewd thoughts like this, in a school, no less!
"Are you alright? Your face is so red…" Without warning, Ikaruga brought a hand up to his cheek. "You're not sick, are you?"
Was… Was she teasing him…?
"N-No, I'm fine…" He turned his head away from her out of embarrassment. "I-It's just… it's humid, that's all…"
"I see…" Ikaruga nodded, though her tone suggested she didn't buy that. "Well, regardless, we should be fine with spending a few more minutes together, right?"
"... R-Right." He muttered, unwilling to disappoint the Heiress.
Ikaruga smiled. "I'm glad, because there was another matter I wanted to discuss with you."
"What's tha—?!" The butler was caught off-guard when Ikaruga's hand started rubbing his crotch, which was still noticeably stiff underneath his pants.
"We never had the chance to finish earlier, and I noticed your excitement but a moment ago," Ikaruga gave him a tender look as she spoke, her smile soft and understanding. "So, might I suggest we find a secluded spot and take care of it?"
The butler sputtered, his face bright red as his heart raced. "M-My lady? I-In the school?"
He had a feeling even Katsuragi would be hesitant to pull off something like that.
Despite that, Ikaruga nodded. "Don't fret. I know a perfect spot where we can go. Nobody will bother us."
"E-Even so, this is…"
"Don't try to be polite for my sake," she assured him with a soothing tone. "I don't mind, especially since I led you on earlier. I just wish to make it up to you. What do you say?"
The butler couldn't actually find the energy to muster a proper sentence, so he opted to nod silently instead.
Ikaruga smirked. "Follow me."
The Heiress grabbed his hand and pulled him up with her. She led him away from their secluded spot, being careful to stay out of sight of the normal students so they weren't followed.
Ikaruga took him inside the school itself, though the actual section of the school was far and away from any actual life, at least at the moment. The door that they entered from led to a hall that was eerily empty, and Ikaruga pulled him along down it until they turned a corner and reached an unmarked closet.
The butler gave her a look, but the Heiress only smiled as she opened the door and pushed him inside, following in after him and shutting it behind her.
"I know this isn't a very ideal spot," Ikaruga said as she pulled the cord on a lightbulb that, thankfully, worked and lit up the closet, "but I wanted to ensure we wouldn't be bothered. I hope you understand."
The closet was rather cramped — the two of them alone took up half the space of the room — and he had to be mindful to not trip on the stray supplies scattered on the floor.
In such a tight space like this, the butler could hear his own rapidly pounding heart.
"Now, then…" Ikaruga stepped closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close enough so that their lips were barely touching. "Shall we continue where we left off?"
The butler was sure that he felt his heart skip a beat. His own arousal spiked as he felt Ikaruga's body press up against his own, her breath tickling against his skin as she whispered to him.
He didn't have to be told twice.
The butler moved to grab Ikaruga by the waist, turning and pressing the Heiress up against the wall beside the door. The ravenette gave him a surprised, but not entirely unwelcome, look.
"Go on," she encouraged him, her breath baited. "Don't hold back."
He took those words to heart, wasting no time in moving in to kiss Ikaruga. His hands moved up from her waist to her breasts, his palms massaging the massive mounds akin to a certain blonde. Ikaruga moaned into his mouth all the while, allowing him to touch her as he pleased.
Breaking their kiss, his hands rushed over the buttons of Ikaruga's school uniform, unbuttoning them one by one and pulling open her shirt, sliding it down her shoulders and letting it rest on her arms. Her black bra was exposed to him — the only thing left shielding her breasts from him.
Naturally, he couldn't let that stand. Grabbing the hem of her bra, he pulled it up and watched her bare breasts spill out in front of him. He wasted no time in groping the exposed flesh with his hand.
Ikaruga let out a soft gasp as she was exposed and groped so quickly, followed by a breathy chuckle. "S-So eager…" Her azure gaze moved downward, noticing how tightly constricted his erection was against his pants.
He wanted her. Badly.
So, Ikaruga decided, the least she could do was help him along, right?
Smirking, Ikaruga reached her own hand down to rub his concealed member. Her butler grunted as she did so, taking the hint to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. His boxers followed shortly after.
Thus, there was nothing to conceal his dick from Ikaruga, and the way he rubbed against her made it obvious that he wanted to fuck her against this very wall.
With nothing else holding them back, Ikaruga guided his hand to undo her skirt—
There was a click, and the closet door opened.
"Asuka, are you sure about this?" A young man's voice rang out from the hall, his tone unsure. "I mean, what if we get caught?"
"It's fine, stop worrying so much!" A voice that very clearly belonged to Ikaruga's team leader assured him as she walked into the room, holding the hand of her companion. "Nobody ever comes here, so we'll be—"
All it took was for the brunette to take a single step into the closet to realize that the space was currently occupied.
Ikaruga and her butler stared at her, both of them completely frozen. Asuka stared back, equally shocked.
"Asuka?"
"... You know what, I just thought of a much better place." Smiling, Asuka promptly turned around and shoved the boy out before he could even see what was in there, promptly leaving and shutting the door behind her.
"..."
"..."
Even after she left, the two of them didn't move from their spot. They stayed staring at the door, as if they were expecting anyone else from Ikaruga's team, or any random student or teacher, to show up and disturb them.
Nobody ended up coming, but the butler knew the mood had been irrevocably ruined.
As if to further sell that point, the school's bell rang.
"... We should get to class," muttered Ikaruga. She didn't even bother to hide her disappointment.
"Right..."
The butler's frustration was palpable, but there was nothing he could really do about it.
The rest of the day went by with no more incidents.
When the last bell rang, most students and staff alike all happily vacated the academy to enjoy their weekend.
One exception would be a certain small group of shinobi students.
Though he was technically a shinobi-in-training, the butler himself wasn't a part of the shinobi course. His presence would have been redundant since Ikaruga was surrounded by other shinobi who were far more skilled than he was, so his job was simply to drop her off and return to her in a few hours time so they could take the designated limousine back home together.
All in all, a very efficient way to maintain Ikaruga's safety.
It didn't help his lingering frustration, though.
The butler said his goodbyes to Ikaruga after dropping her off. The Heiress had made it a point to apologize to him — even though it wasn't her fault for either interruption — before they embraced, kissed, and went their ways.
He let out a frustrated sigh as he walked along the sidewalk. It was highly unlikely that he was going to get any more private time with her today — their schedules were usually set in stone as soon as they returned to the mansion — so the unfortunate butler was left to deal with it on his own.
… Oh, well. Maybe training would help him relax some of that frustration.
Those were his thoughts as he continued to walk. That is, until he noticed a black car parked near the academy.
As the butler got closer, he saw the window was rolled down, and inside of the car was a man who was clearly in his early twenties, with messy black hair and blue eyes that were currently looking at him seriously.
"..."
The butler regarded him for a moment, then kept walking.
"Hey, don't ignore me."
Unfortunately, the man inside the car wasn't going to let him go that easily.
The butler sighed wearily, turning back around to give the man a tepid look. "What do you want, Murasame?"
"Ah, I'm glad you asked." Ikaruga's brother leaned outside the window, smirking at the butler as if he were a good friend. "You see, I happened to notice that a nunchaku spinning contest is being held downtown…"
The butler sensed where he was going with this and instantly held up a hand. "No thanks. I have important things to do, like today's training."
"Actually, that won't be happening," he replied without missing a beat, earning himself a confused look from the butler. "Your instructor called out sick. Food poisoning, I think. That means you have free time now, right?"
The butler wasn't deterred. "I prefer training alone, anyway."
"Maybe so." Murasame didn't back down, either. "But I already informed the family that I'm gonna be borrowing you real quick and I'll just hand you back to my dear sister after her training is done."
The butler raised an eyebrow at him. "You're really that confident you'll drag me along?"
"Do you wanna make me a liar?"
For a moment, the butler considered spiting Murasame and doing exactly that.
Instead, he just sighed.
"Screw it."
The butler shook his head, then vaulted over the hood of the car and made his way to the passenger seat. "For the record," He added as he shut the door. "This is the stupidest thing ever."
"Heh, you're lucky you got me here to teach you how to have fun!" Murasame was grinning from ear to ear as he pulled his car out. "You're gonna be having the time of your life!"
"Uh-huh…"
The butler wondered if he was the bigger idiot in this scenario for allowing himself to get dragged into this stupid situation. He knew for a fact that he was likely the only real 'friend' Murasame actually had.
Well, if he was fortunate, Murasame would lose in about ten to twenty minutes, tops.
"This… is… all… their fault…!"
Let it never be said that Ikaruga's faithful butler was a fortunate person.
The contest, as it turned out, dragged on for quite a bit longer than he expected. To his shock, there were shinobi of all alignments — including the group that the butler recognized as the so-called Crimson Squad — competing in what was meant to be a civilian contest, for what turned out to be several weeks' worth of free food on top of a shiny trophy.
Even more shockingly, Murasame didn't instantly flounder and start crying when faced with a shinobi opponent, so the man probably deserved some credit.
Unfortunately, they all had gotten so wrapped up in their borderline psychotic shenanigans that the contest's duration magically turned into several hours.
Which meant it ended way after Ikaruga's training wrapped up.
That was how the butler found himself sprinting back to Hanzo Academy like a yoma was on his heels. Murasame had been at least thoughtful enough to drop him off near the school — just far enough to not be spotted by Ikaruga if she glanced out of a window from a higher floor — but that didn't help the fact that he was still late.
Ikaruga's father was going to have his head.
That thought alone made him sprint faster.
Finally, he reached the school grounds. He caught sight of Ikaruga standing by the sidewalk.
Unfortunately, Ikaruga wasn't alone.
"Well well, look who finally decided to show up…" The familiar voice of Katsuragi made the butler look up, where the blonde was leaning down and giving him an insufferably smarmy look. "You better have a good excuse in store for leaving your girl alone and making me play babysitter, bell boy!"
He should have been relieved that Ikaruga was still guarded while he was away, but the fact that it was by this person made him lament his mistakes even more.
"... Katsuragi, would you mind leaving us alone?" Ikaruga's tone was enough to make the butler freeze in place, and the fact that she didn't even turn to look at him made it worse. "I'd like to have a word with him."
"Oho, someone's in trouble~!" The busty blonde drawled on that last word in a sing-songy tone, her grin wide and obnoxious. "Okie-dokie, Princess! I'll leave you to chew him out! Ciao~!"
The butler watched as Katsuragi turned and left with a spring in her step, cheerful to an annoying extent. It was like she was mocking him.
… However, that wasn't what he should be focusing on right now.
Without another word, the butler bowed as low as he could in apology, bracing himself for what Ikaruga had to say to him.
Seconds passed. All he received was silence from her.
Was she giving him the silent treatment? Or was she waiting for him to make the first move and start apologizing?
Either way, he didn't like it.
"M-My lady…" He mustered up the courage to glance up and say something first, but he felt it die down when she gave him an icy stare. "I-I… ah…"
"You're late."
The butler trembled.
"I-I'm sorry…" His gaze was all but glued to the sidewalk as he muttered out his apology. "Murasame… T-That bastard made me lose track of time…"
"Is that so?" Ikaruga's frown was replaced with a sardonic smirk. "I didn't know you had that kind of relationship with my brother. Perhaps I misjudged your interests earlier?"
"... I'm sorry." His head really was against the concrete now.. "I should have known better."
"You should have, but you didn't." Ikaruga responded bitingly. "Instead you left to fool around with my brother, completely neglecting your duties in the process."
The butler gritted his teeth, feeling shame wash over him with every word Ikaruga spoke. He was definitely in for it now…
"But none of those even compare to your worst deed yet! You left me here to deal with Katsuragi for thirty minutes!"
"... Huh?"
Confused, the butler glanced up at a very bitter and annoyed looking Ikaruga.
"How can you say you love me when you so willingly put me through that?!" Ikaruga pointed at him, all but shouting as she did so. "I'd much rather be left alone than spend another minute dealing with her irritating attitude! Do you know how many times I had to avoid her questions and harassment in just thirty minutes? Do you?!"
"U-Uh… I'm sorry…?"
Was… Was that seriously what she was mad about…?
"No, I don't believe a sorry will make things right here…" Ikaruga sighed, letting her hand drop to her side. "Straighten your back, already. I don't like seeing you grovel."
Not willing to further worsen her mood, the butler did just that.
"Listen, I'm not going to pretend I don't understand why you were late." Ikaruga crossed her arms. "My brother… He's certainly an interesting person. It's rather easy to get caught up in his tomfoolery."
"R-Right…" The butler nodded, beginning to calm down.
"However, I doubt that excuse will be enough for my father."
And his anxiety proceeded to instantly spike again at the mention of his boss.
"But," she continued, "the last thing I want is to see you fired, so I took it upon myself to mitigate this situation."
"Y-You did…?"
Ikaruga gave him a look, as if that were a stupid question to ask. "When I noticed you'd be late, I called ahead and canceled our ride. I told father that I'd be staying over at a friend's house tonight, and I'll simply have you over for added protection." Saying that, she crossed her arms. "So, fortunately, you still have a job."
The butler's mouth was agape, stunned that Ikaruga would lie to her father just to cover for him. Was he really that special to her…?
"With that said," Ikaruga continued, "for making me have to save your job and forcing me to put up with Katsuragi's idiocy for as long as you did, I believe that reparations are in order here."
The butler gulped. He knew that it wasn't an unfair demand, his punishment right now should be far worse, so it was the least he could do. "Y-Yes, I understand…"
Ikaruga smiled. "I'm so glad that you agree. There's a nice hotel nearby that we can stay in for the night."
"That sounds—"
"And considering my wallet is far too easy to trace, the funds for the room will have to come out of your own."
"... R-Right…"
"Try not to think of this as a punishment," Ikaruga added. "Think of this as… the price to start absolving yourself from your sins."
"M-My lady…?"
"Hm? Did I say something wrong?" Ikaruga gave him a questioning look, a slender finger pressed against her chin. "I mentioned reparations earlier, didn't I? The hotel room is only a start. You're going to make it up to me tonight."
Ikaruga moved closer and closer to him as she talked, until she was no less than a few inches away from her butler. She looked up at him with expectant eyes.
"And while we're there… Perhaps we can do something about those… frustrations of yours…"
He felt his heart skip a few beats, feeling a certain tension rise up in his pants as Ikaruga dragged a finger against his chest.
He was fully expecting to be punished for his insubordination. It was only fair, after all.
However, he didn't regard having the Heiress all to himself for the entire night to be much of a punishment at all.
"If my lady desires it… then who am I to refuse?"
Ikaruga gave him a sweet smile. "Let's head off, then."
When Ikaruga had mentioned going to a hotel for the night, it was reasonable for him to assume that she would have picked a normal one, preferably cheap for the sake of sparing his wallet some grief.
So it was natural for him to be a little bit surprised that, after taking a taxi to Shibuya, Ikaruga ended up dragging him to a love hotel.
In hindsight, he should have been more suspicious when Ikaruga had opted to activate her Turnover state to replace her school uniform for something more casual, convincing him to do the same.
But there was nothing the butler could ultimately do about it. He was trying to appease Ikaruga, and that process included taking out roughly 20,000 yen from an ATM in order to pay for a full night's stay.
So much for sparing his wallet.
… Honestly, the fact that the staff hadn't checked for ID or asked their age was more appalling to him than Ikaruga taking him here in the first place.
This was how they ended up in one of the hotel's rooms. Having never been inside one before — and the few times he had heard of them leading him to assume the worst — he was shocked by how well kept and orderly the room actually was.
Perhaps it was silly of him to think that all love hotel rooms were dirty. How would they have business otherwise? It just made sense.
"Hah… So this is what a love hotel is like…" Ikaruga let out a sigh as she stepped inside, setting aside her shoes by the door. The butler did the same. "I've read about these before, but actually being in one is… different."
The butler looked past Ikaruga, noticing the bed by the wall. It was massive, easily large enough to fit the two of them for the night.
He was suddenly keenly aware of the purpose of the room. He also became aware of the fact that he and Ikaruga were alone for the entire night, free of any further poorly timed entrances or interruptions.
He felt a heat boiling up inside of him. Without really thinking, he approached Ikaruga from behind and hugged her by her waist.
"A-Ah…" Ikaruga let out a little gasp, jerking when she felt his concealed bulge poke against her back.
With one hand, he began massaging her breast. With the other, he slid it down into Ikaruga's skirt, his fingers slipping underneath her panties and easily finding the outside of Ikaruga's pussy. He began pressing against Ikaruga's folds, stroking against her folds as gently as he could manage.
"H-Hm… ah…" Ikaruga whimpered, her body shivering as her butler teased her down there. Her breathing became a little sporadic as he massaged her folds, her juices dripping the more he toyed with her.
When he noticed Ikaruga was getting turned on, he upped the intensity of his fingering. Instead of just rubbing her from the outside, he moved back and shoved two of his fingers inside of her vagina.
"Ah!" Ikaruga let out a surprised moan, taken aback by the sudden intrusion. She gritted her teeth as her butler's fingers began pumping in and out of her pussy, invading her inner walls. "H-Hah…"
His free hand found Ikaruga's nipple, tweaking it from underneath the cloth of her shirt. He could see it stiffen under his palm as he continued to finger her.
"S-Stop… Stop for a moment…"
The butler stopped, confused by such an order. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, his hand leaving her breast. Her fluids dripped onto the clear floor beneath them.
Her panties would have been ruined, if they were anything but a product of shinobi magic.
Ikaruga's breathing was rough and haggard, dazed by the pleasure as she turned around to face him, her cheeks a burning red.
"I-I know you want to, but… please, may I ask for your patience for a few more moments?"
He couldn't help but let out a frustrated sigh at that question, causing Ikaruga to give him an apologetic smile. "B-Bear with me, I only wish to run a bath. I've been dying for one since training ended."
When he began to open his mouth, Ikaruga shushed him with a slender finger. "Of course, you're more than welcome to join me once it's ready, and we can continue proper."
The butler's heart promptly skipped a beat.
"I only need a few minutes," the ravenette continued. "You can wait that long, can't you?"
Stunned and slack-jawed, all he could do was nod.
Smirking at his reaction, Ikaruga leaned in to give him another tender kiss, before pulling back and retreating into the bathroom to begin the preparations.
For a moment, the butler just stood there. The seconds felt like hours to his frustrated mind, his imagination running wild with vivid thoughts of Ikaruga stripping down and playing in the bath without him. He could perfectly imagine her naked body, picking up soap between her hands and rubbing it all over herself, giving her already perfect figure an erotic shine…
"I'm ready!"
He was snapped out of his thoughts by Ikaruga's voice, and he might have moved a little too fast to the bathroom to follow it.
What he saw as soon as he got inside made him freeze.
Ikaruga had drawn the bath as she said she would. The tub sat in the very middle of the room, filled with water and laden with soap. Ikaruga herself sat on the edge of the tub, her slender fingers tracing along the surface of the water.
Noticing his presence, Ikaruga looked up at him. Her eyes were full of warmth and serenity, a light blush tingling her cheeks all the while.
"Don't just stand there and stare," she said to him. "The bath will get cold if you do."
It took approximately half of a second for his brain to boot up properly. Hurriedly, he stripped out of his uniform and tossed it aside to the floor without a care.
He might have been a little more ashamed at how doggedly he was acting, but his repressed lust was already eroding his sanity and reasoning. He wanted Ikaruga now.
The Heiress herself only gave him a small smile as he approached her. He grabbed Ikaruga by the waist, pulled her up and close to him. He relished in the feeling of her smooth, naked body pressing up against himself.
His hands ran up her back and down to her ass, giving the latter a firm squeeze that caused Ikaruga to moan. He kissed her feverently, impatiently. He went from her lips, her cheeks, her neck and collarbone all in a matter of seconds.
"H-Hah…" Ikaruga breathed out, wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel his member rubbing against her bare stomach.
"L-Let's get to the bath first…"
The butler stopped his advances, looking at Ikaruga with lustful eyes. Ikaruga smiled as she took her butler's hand, sidestepping into the tub and standing in the hot soapy water.
As soon as they were in, her butler resumed his assault. He peppered her bare skin with eager kisses. Ikaruga craned her head back, giving him more access to her neck that he used pleasantly.
Ikaruga felt her own heart rate speed up the more her butler advanced on her. It would have been foolish to think that he was the only one dealing with certain frustrations from being interrupted earlier.
Still, she wanted to get some enjoyment out of her bath.
With this in mind, Ikaruga grabbed his shoulders and gently led him down into the tub. The butler took the hint and sat down, the soapy water rising up to his abs. Facing him, Ikaruga sat on his lap, her long raven hair getting wet and floating in the water.
Ikaruga lovingly cusped his cheek with her hand, staring into his eyes passionately. "Go on. There's no one to interrupt us this time."
The butler actually took the time to glance at the door of the bathroom, somewhat expecting someone to barge in and ruin the moment for them.
No such interruption happened.
With that, the butler dived right in, sticking his needy shaft right inside Ikaruga's wet and sopping hole. He grunted, feeling her lubricated insides cling to his member and give him the relief he had been aching for all day.
"A-Ah…" Ikaruga moaned softly, her hands caressing the back of her bed as she shut her eyes. For a moment, the butler wondered if he went a little too far too fast.
After a moment, she opened them again, her azure gaze looking down at him tenderly. "D-Don't stop… keep going…"
With that encouragement, the butler moved his hips. The ravenette helped him, moving her lower body in unison with his thrusts. Her breasts were squished up against his chest, her hard nipples pressing against him as she slid up and down.
It didn't take long for their lips to find each other again, their eyes closed as their tongues met. The butler's soapy hands ran up Ikaruga's back, before grabbing her head and pulling her even closer.
Their minds became hazed with unrestrained lust for each other. At that moment, they wanted nothing more than the other.
He continued to thrust inside of Ikaruga, her moans being muted by their kiss. He felt all sense of reason leave him, giving in to his lust and his urge to let go of the frustration that had been plaguing him all day.
In enough time, the butler felt a familiar heat boiling within his lower regions. He upped the intensity of his thrusting and hip movements, desperate to satiate himself. Ikaruga felt this, breaking their kiss and giving him an encouraging look as he continued.
Eventually, he hit his limit. Unable to hold back anymore, the butler came inside of Ikaruga. His seed filled up her insides while he shuddered, a tidal wave of pleasure hitting him at last. He threw his head back, letting out groans and moans as he finally experienced relief.
"Haaah…" Ikaruga shivered, taking in his orgasm as she held him close. Most of it spilled out of her completely, vanishing into the water beneath them.
Were it not for a specific Shinobi Art at work, Ikaruga was reasonably certain she'd have gotten pregnant right then and there.
Now that would have been fun to explain to her parents.
For a moment, the butler laid back to catch his breath. Ikaruga did the same, leaning into him and caressing his chest with her fingers.
"I'm sorry you had to wait so long," said Ikaruga after a moment, "but I hope this made it worthwhile to you."
"Y-Yeah…" Composing himself, the butler glanced back down at the Heiress. It felt like some sort of dream, having Ikaruga like this all to himself.
No, this was real. So, so real.
"I'm glad." Ikaruga smiled, leaning into him. "And I'm hoping you're still in the mood, because I'd like to make full use of the bed with you. Is that alright?"
In response to that, the butler gave her a smile.
It wasn't even a question.
They didn't, in fact, make it to the bed.
With his impatience getting the best of him, the butler had laid the Heiress on the far closer leather couch and continued their make-out session. Ikaruga was on her back, her wet skin sticking to the leather beneath her as the butler showered her with affectionate kisses.
He didn't know whether Ikaruga was disappointed, but she was still an eager recipient to his affections. Her hands felt up his bare back as their tongues wrestled, her moans muted yet still easily discernible.
Deciding he had enough of her lips, he broke their kiss to trail down her skin. He started by peppering her neck with small kisses, which moved down her throat and collarbone that eventually reached her large breasts. Ikaruga let out a breathy moan when his lips reached her tits, her chest rising and falling with each shaky breath that she took.
The butler brought out his tongue to explore her chest, swirling it around her nipples before fiddling with them until they stiffened. Ikaruga put her arm over her mouth as he played with her boobs, quiet moans slipping out.
He made use of his hands as well, fondling the soft minds eagerly and tweaking her nipples with his fingers while he used his mouth on another breast. He alternated this pattern between the two, giving Ikaruga as much affection as possible.
Which, in his opinion, never felt like enough.
Finally having his fill of her chest, the butler let go of her boobs and took a moment to glance at the Heiress' face. Her blushing cheeks and wanting eyes were exquisite to witness. Having the Heiress in a state like this provided him with an indescribable feeling.
"Haaah… ah…"
The butler got drunk off of her voice alone. Rather, Ikaruga in her entirety was simply intoxicating.
"D-Don't stop…"
His sanity was damn near ended when Ikaruga pleaded with him in a soft voice like that. If she kept talking like that…
"I want you… inside of me…"
That did it.
The butler pushed himself up, grabbing Ikaruga's leg and propping it over his shoulder. Ikaruga let out a small gasp as he positioned himself, his cock positioned over the entrance of her vagina for the second time.
Ikaruga gave him wanting eyes, silently encouraging him to put it in already.
With that encouragement, the butler shoved his dick into her entrance yet again. Ikaruga yelped as he penetrated her, biting her lip when his hips began moving back and forth. Her breasts began swaying as her body moved with him, glistening under the light of the room.
"G-Guh…" The butler groaned, his thrusting not faltering in the slightest as he spoke. "I-Ikaruga… you feel amazing…"
"H-Hah…" Ikaruga chuckled. "S-Surely you jest… ah…"
It wasn't an exaggeration by any means. The way Ikaruga's inner walls tightened around his shaft was euphoric to him. It was like he was making love to a goddess in her purest form.
He didn't know how Ikaruga had that type of effect on him, but he ultimately didn't care. He simply loved Ikaruga.
"M-Mmm…"
Eventually, the butler ejaculated inside of her a second time, though it didn't fill her up as much as before. Breathing heavily, he dragged out his dick and fell back against the couch. His back hit the arm, and he sat lazily as he steadied his breathing.
"D-Done so soon…?" Ikaruga panted as she pushed herself up, using a Ninja Art to clean the semen out of her pussy. Once finished, she crawled over to him, pressing their naked bodies together as she leaned into his form.
"... Are you…?"
The butler didn't even get to finish that question, as Ikaruga pressed her finger against his lips with a tender smile.
"What's the point of having a bed, if we don't even use it?"
Taking his hand again, Ikaruga moved away from the couch and dragged him to his feet. The large bed was only a few feet away from them, and Ikaruga's goal was crystal clear.
This was one moment where he was grateful for shinobi-fueled endurance.
Once they reached the end of the bed, Ikaruga surprised him by pushing him onto his back. "W-What the…?"
Giggling, Ikaruga got on her knees and promptly took his dick into her hand. The butler groaned as her silky smooth hands rubbed it up and down, easily getting it hard again within seconds.
"You've done your part to repay your reparations to me…" Ikaruga teased the end of his cock with a small kiss, smirking down at him with a lustful stare. "Now it's only fair that I return the favor, wouldn't you agree?"
"... Y-Yes…"
Ikaruga giggled. "I'm so thankful for your honesty…"
With that. Ikaruga stuck her tongue out and licked her butler's stiff dick. She started by twirling her tongue around the tip, then moving down the shaft and wrapping it around his fleshy mast. She continued to jerk him off as she pleased him, her saliva lubricating his penis to a degree that her hands moved up and down with ease.
The butler moaned as Ikaruga pleasured him. Her tongue and hands worked together to create a truly sensational feeling for him. Here he was, a simple butler like him, being serviced by the Heiress to the Phoenix Conglomerate.
It was, in a simple word, paradise.
"Is just this enough for you?" Ikaruga stopped her tongue for a moment, still slowly jerking his penis with her hand. "Or would you prefer I make use of my breasts?"
That wasn't even a question.
"Your breasts…" he breathed out.
Ikaruga let out a breathy laugh. "You're so simple, I adore that about you…"
Moving herself closer, Ikaruga spread her boobs apart and used them to completely trap her butler's penis in between her tits. He sucked in a breath, overwhelmed by the feeling of Ikaruga's soft, wet boobs in between his member.
Ikaruga squeezed her boobs together, moving them up and down with her hands to please him, smiling tenderly at him all the while.
"Ah… Haaah…" The butler was left completely speechless over the heavenly feeling of Ikaruga's boobs massaging his dick. His breathing went out of sync as his mind and body were assaulted by a wave of pleasure.
In the midst of being pleasured by her, a small part of him wondered where the punishment part of this was supposed to factor in.
Every other part of him decided that wasn't important.
Eventually, he reached his limit. The butler shuddered as he ejaculated for the first time, his seed spraying against Ikaruga's face and breasts.
"Oh dear…" Ikaruga blinked, taking note of the amount of semen covering her. Letting go of his dick, Ikaruga smirked as she used another Ninja Art to clean it off of herself. "That was… a bit more than I was expecting…"
"S-Sorry…"
"How long are you going to apologize needlessly…?" Ikaruga shook her head, smirking as she crawled up to him. When her face was level with his, she pressed her sweaty body against his and embraced him with another kiss.
Even though he was starting to feel a bit tired, he couldn't fight off Ikaruga's affection even if he wanted to.
After a minute, their lips parted. A trail of saliva formed and broke apart as they separated. Ikaruga stared at him with tender eyes and a caring smile.
For a moment, he was convinced he was staring into the eyes of a goddess.
"How do you feel?" she asked, her tone soft.
"Amazing…"
"That's good to hear… because I hope you're not expecting much rest tonight."
What?
Ikaruga chuckled when she saw his confused face. "Did you already forget? I told you earlier that you would repay me, and I intend to make use of our time alone to the fullest. After all, it's not like we have classes tomorrow, right?"
Ah.
So that's where the punishment part came in.
… Even with that in mind, as Ikaruga claimed his lips yet again, he failed to see this as much of a punishment at all.
The butler didn't wake up immediately.
It was a long process of lulling in and out of consciousness before he began to shake off the grogginess of sleep. Slowly, his eyes opened, and he let out a long yawn as his mind began registering his surroundings.
His foggy mind recognized the hotel room, illuminated by the sunlight spilling in from the open window, and he felt the sheets and blanket sticking to his naked body as he sat up on the bed.
A bed that was noticeably lacking in another person.
"Oh, you're finally awake."
A gentle voice called to him from the other direction. The butler's eyes snapped up to see Ikaruga standing by the end of the bed, clad in a black bathrobe as she held a plate of food in her hands.
"What's that…?" The butler had his eyes trained to the plate as his foggy mind began to clear up.
"Breakfast." Ikaruga said simply as she moved to the side of their bed, setting the plate on his lap. "Did you know the stay included a meal? I certainly didn't, but it was a welcome surprise."
"Oh…"
He didn't feel hungry until Ikaruga brought that up, so he decided to take the opportunity to put some food inside of him. May as well get his money's worth.
"You overslept, you know."
He was halfway through his food when Ikaruga suddenly said that. He took the moment to swallow before he answered. "I-I did…?"
Ikaruga's glare was half-hearted at best as she nodded. "By a few hours, even. You didn't even notice when I got up. It could have been an enemy attack and yet you were fast asleep."
"A-Ah…" He suddenly felt ashamed of himself. That'd be twice now, in the same twenty-four hours, that he failed his duty. "Sorry, I…"
"Don't apologize." Ikaruga smiled at him as she leaned down to give him a kiss, taking the empty plate from his lap and setting it on the nearby nightstand. "After all, I recall being the one who kept you up all night. I wanted to let you rest."
The memories of the previous night suddenly flooded his mind, causing him to blush and look away from the Heiress. "S-So, am I forgiven…?"
He heard Ikaruga chuckle in response. "You're still worried about that? Don't be, you certainly performed the other night… I feel like you've done enough to repent for your actions."
The butler sighed in relief.
"In fact…" Ikaruga smirked. "If you prefer, we could always continue."
"T-That's, uh…" He responded by blushing even harder, looking away from Ikaruga outright as he tried to process what she just offered him. "I-I… that's…"
"Ah... Am I being too troublesome?"
"What?" He turned his gaze back to Ikaruga, who was suddenly looking really unsure, doubtful even. Where did this come from…? "What do you mean by that?"
"You always seem so… hesitant," Ikaruga responded. "Whenever I push things in a certain way, when I endeavor for us to become closer, you always look so unsure. Often I wonder if I'm being too excessive."
Ikaruga smiled at him, a blush tingling her cheeks. "You probably wouldn't believe me, but whenever I try crossing a line, I can't help but feel deathly embarrassed. I did it because I thought it was what you wanted, but whenever you looked so hesitant, I wondered if I wasn't pushing you away, instead…"
He was silent as he watched Ikaruga talk, surprise and shock overwhelming him.
That… all of that was just a front…?
"W-Well, that's…" The butler stumbled over his words, wondering how to properly respond to Ikaruga's confession. "I mean, I don't think you should force yourself to act in any way, but it's not like I hated it…"
Ikaruga smiled at his awkwardness, but she remained unsure. "Are you sure? Or are you just trying to reassure me…?"
Okay, now he knew he needed to settle this. Having Ikaruga doubt herself like this was something that couldn't stand.
"Trust me when I say this…" He tried to sound as confident as possible as he spoke. "I never… As much as I act embarrassed about it, I was always happy that you wanted to do these things with me. Sometimes I wondered if I was dreaming, because being in this relationship with you… It feels like a blessing…"
"..."
For a moment, Ikaruga stared at him.
Then she started giggling.
"W-What are you laughing at…?" The butler blushed, unsure how to handle a response like that.
"N-Nothing, it's just… hah…" Ikaruga stopped, but a wide smile was still displayed on her face. "Ah, that was so sappy. Your honesty is so endearing sometimes…"
The butler frowned at her. "I-I was being serious…"
"As am I."
In a sudden moment, Ikaruga moved to the bed. She sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Naturally, he blushed against such close contact, the only thing separating their bodies being the robe she wore.
He had a feeling that'd be gone soon enough.
"We may have started off on the wrong foot, but now I… find myself loving your company. I do hope you can stay with me for a long time." Ikaruga closed her eyes, smiling as she leaned into him. "That wouldn't be too much to ask, would it?"
Faced with a question like that, the butler only had a single response in mind.
He held her close, relishing in the contact they shared, and wore a smile of his own.
"As you wish, my lady."
Well, I officially decided to come back to this AU. I had to change the name of it because I started adding shinobi into the mix, instead of just regular civilians.
Hopefully future installments in this won't take quite as long to come out as this one did. I like writing stories in this setting.
Anyway, feel free to review and yell at me if I messed it up.