Another day had winded down, much like many before it. Naganami and I were once again resting on the sofa, her head on my lap. She'd only been working as my secretary for a short time, and yet I'd already grown more or less accustomed to things being this way.
Naganami was... she was the kind of girl who lived in a world where nothing ever went wrong. The day she'd arrived at port, the itachi girl had boldly declared that she loved me and everyone else. She was the complete, perfect opposite of guarded. Always open, always trusting, always warm, always adoring. If she kept on living like that, then... I was afraid she'd get hurt.
After running my fingers through her black hair, I placed my hand gently on her shoulder. "Naganami?" I asked nervously.
Her amber eyes flickered open and she glanced up at me. "Sh-Shikikan? I-it's still work hours..."
I couldn't help myself from chuckling at that. Withdrawing my hand, I moved it back to her silky hair. "Uh, a while back you said... that being like this makes you happy."
She continued peering up at me, perhaps enjoying how I played with her hair. There was a faint blush coloring her porcelain cheeks. Once more, I was reminded how beautiful and sweet the kansen really was.
Mustering all the nerve I had, I continued, "W-what if we could be like this forever, Naganami?"
The itachi girl's lips fell open in surprise. "Mn?"
I was silent for a few seconds, searching for the right words. "Uh, you're not the only one happy like this." I scratched my cheek awkwardly, feeling my cheeks redden. "So am I."
Naganami quietly withdrew herself from my lap and pressed herself into a sitting position, peering intently at me. "Shikikan?" she asked, the blush on her cheeks deepening.
Despite the trembling of my hands, I reached into my pocket and fished out a small box. After opening it, I presented it to the kansen. "The day you arrived, you said... you told me you love me. Each day we've spent together like this, it's grown more and more painfully clear that I feel the same way." Carefully withdrawing the box's contents, I grasped her hand and placed the ring on her finger. "I... I love you, Naganami. Will you be my wife?"
The itachi girl paused, looking at the ring for a long moment. Then she held it to her breast, as though to press it against her heart. "Sh-Shikikan?" Her expression was caught somewhere between shock and happiness.
I listened in painful silence, waiting for her to continue. My stomach roiled with doubts and anxiety.
"I'm really h-happy, but..." She bit her lip and moisture crested in her amber-colored eyes. "Is it really okay like this?"
Leaning in, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. I could feel the girl's shoulders trembling faintly. "Naganami? If you don't want—"
"No," she quickly interrupted. "It's not that. I just... um, Shikikan?" Still leaning against my chest, the kansen peered up at me with teary eyes. "Am I really good enough?" she whispered timidly.
My heart raced painfully for her. Despite being so unguarded, I had never truly seen her vulnerable like this. Seeing the itachi girl this way, I wanted to protect and take care of her. "Of course," I assured her. "You... you're the only woman in my heart."
Her cheeks flushed as her lips curled into a blissful smile. "It's like a dream come true, hehe~"
I held her for a while in my arms, running my fingers through her silky black hair. Being with her like that, a contented sigh escaped my lips. "Naganami," I breathed her name. Such a sweet name, almost as sweet as the girl to whom it belonged.
She pressed herself against my chest, sharing her warmth with me. "Um, if it's okay with Shikikan, then I..." she paused for a moment, mustering her resolve before continuing, "I-I'd be happy to be your wife."
Relief and joy rose up from the depths of my heart at her words. I shut my eyes, appreciating the closeness of the sweet itachi girl in my arms.
The embrace lasted for who knows how long, but eventually I withdrew from her. "Uh, it's getting late," I said awkwardly. "We should probably head to bed. Lots of work to finish tomorrow." Shifting my weight forward, I made to stand from the sofa.
Naganami clutched my sleeve before I could leave her. "Sh-Shikikan?" she asked quietly.
I glanced to the adorable kansen. "Mm? Something wrong?"
Her face reddened and she couldn't bring herself to look me in the eye. "Um, it's been a long day. Sh-shouldn't you take a bath before going to bed? I-I can wash your back," she barely managed to whisper.
"Oh." I peered curiously at her, which only intensified the redness of her cheeks. "You... don't mind?"
Naganami's ears drooped a bit at that. "I mean... that's the kind of thing that married couples do, right?" she added quietly.
I gently took her hand in mine and squeezed it. "Sure, let's go." Shifting my weight forward, I stood from the cozy sofa. The itachi girl followed suit, and I began leading the way.
Since I was really the only man at port, I had my own private wash facilities. Said bath (also known as sentou) wasn't too far, and it was late enough that none of the other kansen glimpsed us walking there hand in hand.
Once we'd arrived, I released her hand and began undressing the same as I always did. Despite being the only one to use this sentou, it was easily large enough to accommodate four. It was a japanese-style wash room, with a changing area up front and an actual bath in the back.
Naganami's breath caught and I glanced over to see steam all but pouring from her ears. Oh, of course she's shy—she's a girl, after all. I scratched my cheek awkwardly. "Uh, you're sure you don't mind this? We don't have to—"
The itachi girl's amber eyes met mine as she mustered her courage. "N-no, it's fine... please?" Her lips curled into a faint smile as she continued peering into my eyes.
I could feel my cheeks reddening, but managed a nod. "Right." Once again, I began undressing myself. After her reaction, however, I couldn't help but feel self-conscious. Even though we were husband and wife now, it was my first time undressing in front of a woman. With... a herculean exertion of willpower, I focused button by button and finally managed.
While Naganami was still undressing for the bath, I began readying the water in the tub. We finished at about the same time.
The itachi girl approached gingerly, as though worried she didn't belong in the room. She clutched her fluffy tail in front of her, using it to cover herself. The kansen was... still adorable, even like this.
"Shikikan," she whispered softly. "D-don't stare too much. Or I'll..." Tears crested in her eyes and I immediately turned away from her.
"S-sorry," I mumbled quickly. "Uh, we should wash ourselves before getting in the bath, shouldn't we?"
Before she could answer I headed across the room to fill a bucket and rinse off. Like when I was undressing, it took... a herculean exertion of willpower and focus to do something so ridiculously simple.
From there, I grabbed a washcloth and liquid soap and began scrubbing myself down. While office work wasn't physically taxing, the bath had been quite a good idea. Cleanliness is next to godliness, it was often said. And for that matter, there was nothing more relaxing than an evening soak before retiring for the night.
Once Naganami had rinsed off as well, she joined me. She'd brought a second washcloth, which she was clutching alongside her tail.
Oh, right—I turned away and offered her my back. She carefully knelt down behind me. "Huu," she loosed a nervous sigh.
"Mm, are you okay?" I asked, resisting the urge to glance behind me.
The itachi girl was silent for a moment before she replied. "Y-yes, Shikikan... it's fine." Finally, she began scrubbing my back. "L-like this, right?" she asked shyly.
It took me several seconds to find my voice before I could reply. "Yes, that's good," I told her, trying my damnedest not to sound too titillated.
That continued until she'd cleaned me to her satisfaction. Once she was done, we traded places. The kansen knelt down, offering me her bare back. She slowly released her tail and took several deep breaths to calm herself. Although I couldn't see her face, even her shoulders were flushed with embarrassment.
I was silent for a moment as I appreciated the feminine shape of her body. While she was often cute, the truth was... she had curves in all the right places. Frankly, she was beautiful.
"Sh-Shikikan," she whispered, her voice quivering.
Her words brought me swiftly back to my senses. "S-sorry," I told her once more. Scooting forward, I began scrubbing her back. Her black tail twitched, and she took a deep breath as if to calm herself.
As I moved from spot to spot on her skin, her tail trembled again. My lips curled into a playful smile as it occurred to me to tease her just a bit. Dropping the washcloth, I took her black tail in both of my hands and began stroking it.
"Hch," the itachi girl yelped in surprise. "Sh-Shikikan?" There was a tinge of alarm in her voice. "W-what are you doing?"
Ignoring her question, I continued my mofumofu session with her luxurious tail. As she had pointed out on more than one occasion, it really was softer than her hair. Starting at its tip, I ran my fingers through the soft fur and made my way down its glossy length. Now and then I would double back or squeeze it gently, giving myself the thorough and complete mofumofu experience.
"Sh-Shikikan, w-why—" Naganami stammered shyly. There were quite a few nerves in animal tails, and the same was likely true for kemonomimi, as well. Her breath quickened from the stimulation and I could feel her quivering faintly through her tail.
As I continued working my way down, the kansen stiffened. "Mn," she yelped in surprise.
I paused for a moment, gauging whether or not she was okay. It hadn't been a cry of pain, so why had it gotten such a rise out of her?
Once she'd recovered, I quietly returned my attention to her tail. Applying pressure in the same spot as before elicited another yelp from the girl. It was near its base, where the nerves were bundled thickest.
"Shikikan," she gasped weakly. "N-not there—"
A naughty smile crossed my lips and I began teasing her tail's sensitive spot. Gently squeezing, stimulating the nerve bundle with both thumbs.
"Sh-Shikikan—" she continued protesting meekly, squirming the while.
I continued playing with her tail and that was when it happened. There was... a wet trickle and the smell of ammonia slowly filled the wash room.
As I released her tail, my brain rushed to process what was going on. Naganami stiffened, and her breath caught in her throat.
Silence gripped the two of us, and after a long moment, the itachi girl began trembling.
"N-Naganami?" I asked nervously.
Finally, she took a breath. It sounded brittle, as though she would burst into tears at any second.
Leaning close, I slowly wrapped my arms around her slender waist. The kansen froze, perhaps in confusion.
"Uh, I didn't realize that your tail was so sensitive. I apologize," I muttered ruefully.
She slowly glanced over her shoulder at me. There were tears in her amber eyes, and her pretty face was darkened with mortification. "Sh-Shikikan..." she breathed. Unable to hold them back, the tears began spilling from her eyes.
Leaning forward, I gently planted a kiss on her forehead. Naganami continued watching me through her tear-streaked gaze, her confusion only worsening.
"N-Naganami," I explained awkwardly, "you are always so open and trusting, but this is... the first time I've actually seen you look... like you're vulnerable."
The itachi girl blinked blearily several times. "Mn?"
I felt heat rising in my cheeks as I continued, "You... are really cute right now, Naganami."
Her lips fell open in surprise, and her eyes swam with more tears. "Shikikan?" she asked softly.
Squeezing her close, I gave her a peck on the lips. The kansen trembled faintly in my arms. "Lovely, too," I added with a lopsided grin.
The kansen's breath caught in her chest once more, but not from shame. Slowly, she placed her hand on mine and moved it atop one of her breasts. "P-please, Shikikan," she breathed softly. "Make me feel beautiful?"
Hearing her voice like that sent a powerful shiver up my spine. Flexing my fingers, I grasped the soft flesh of her breast. The itachi girl breathed deeply as she focused on accepting the unfamiliar sensation.
I moved my other hand up so that I could stimulate both of the kansen's soft mounds. Naganami squirmed as a gasp tore from her throat. It was a husky breath, bestial and tinged with desire.
After I'd satisfied myself with her breasts, I began toying with her cute nipples. They soon grew flushed, stiffening with passion. "Sh-Shikikan," she moaned needily. Placing her right hand atop mine, she slowly drew it down her abdomen. Leaning her back against me, she shifted her weight and shyly spread her legs.
Naganami, sensing hesitation from me, peered over her shoulder again. Her eyes glittered with the same trust and adoration she always looked upon me with. "M-make me feel beautiful," she pleaded once more. "Shikikan... make me yours~"
My stomach did a wet flip, and I felt my head reeling from her words. But more than that, they stoked something in my heart. Gently sliding two fingers into her netherlips, I exposed her clit and began teasing it in a circular motion.
The itachi girl shuddered at the unfamiliar feeling. "Sh-Shikikan," she whispered hoarsely. A powerful shiver climbed her spine as she leaned harder against me. "It's w-weird."
I paused, worried I might be moving too fast for her. "B-bad weird? Should I stop?"
She pressed her cheek against my broad chest, heaving a deep breath. "N-no," she stammered shyly. "K-keep going." The flush on her shoulders had spread to the rest of her body, and I could see a look of hunger building in the pretty features of her face.
Her black hair brushed against my face and a scent like licorice tickled my nose. Ignoring the butterflies in my stomach, I continued pleasuring the woman in my arms. Instead of playing with her love-button, this time I plunged my fingers into her warm depths. Both digits pressed in up to the first knuckle before pulling out. It wasn't deftly done by any means, but I'd seen plenty of this sort of thing done in doujinshi. And, well... judging by her reactions, it was working well enough.
As her sex grew wetter with arousal, I pressed my fingers deeper into her slit, feeling its tight warmth. The itachi girl arched her back against me, unable to stifle her moans. I continued like that, alternating between playing with her pleasure-button and fingering her. The aroma of her love juices mixed with the pungent ammonia on the tile, making my head spin with obscenity.
"Mn, Sh-Shikikan," she stammered. It was almost a whimper. "D-don't you think that's enough?"
I glanced down at her face, somewhat confused.
Her cheeks burned even hotter under the scrutiny of my gaze. "For us to m-make love," she added timidly.
Withdrawing my hands from her erogenous zones, I drew her into a sweet embrace and once more kissed her on the lips. Her body relaxed as she accepted my tongue into her mouth. We were both awkward and inexperienced, but it was... a powerful kiss all the same.
Once I'd finally parted from her, I peered cautiously into her amber eyes. I could see the hunger from before, growing stronger with each passing moment. Her pretty lips had twisted into the faintest grin. With heavy breaths, her chest continued to rise and fall. "Please," she whispered softly.
The cute Naganami I'd known for so long was gone. This girl—well, more like this woman—was anything but cute. Seeing this expression, hearing that voice, it was... incredibly erotic. My excited sailor pressed against her silky tail, causing the blush on her cheeks to intensify. And yet, she gave me a sultry, satisfied smile.
Rising to my feet, I offered her my hand and pulled the itachi girl to her feet. Still hand in hand, I led her to the side of the room. As I glanced back at her, Naganami once more hid behind her fluffy tail.
After releasing her hand, I grabbed her by the waist and gently pressed her against the wall. She finally released her tail, showing me the whole of her feminine body. "Mn, Shikikan~" Her expression was caught somewhere between embarrassment and longing. Even so, the amber-colored pools of her eyes reflected the same trust and adoration she always looked upon me with.
Softly placing a hand on her cheek, I met her gaze evenly. The truth was... I was worried for her. "Naganami, let me know," I stammered awkwardly, "if something goes wrong. The last thing I want is to hurt you."
Her eyes glittered happily in response. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she pressed close and kissed me. As she finally quit my lips, I felt her warm breath against my face. "Please," she urged once more.
Seeing her like that, the last of my reservations finally melted away. Grabbing her leg, I lifted it to expose her feminine mound. The skin of her thigh was supple and beautiful, a gentle white flushed pink with arousal. My eyes trailed down her leg, where they were met with the sight of her dribbling cunny. Like the rest of her skin, it was tinged with need. Even with my doujinshi-limited knowledge, I could clearly tell she was more than ready for the next part.
Placing my other hand on her hip, I aligned myself with her entrance. I slowly pressed my hips forward, sliding the tip of my throbbing erection inside her. The hot flesh of her love-tunnel clenched against me painfully, and her breath caught from the sudden intrusion. Pressing her against the wall, I continued, sheathing myself deeper inside her. Naganami's face twisted with pain as I despoiled her.
The itachi girl's arms, still wrapped around my neck, tightened as she clung to me. "Mn," she squeaked demurely, "I-I feel so full." Her cheeks were thoroughly flushed, but in the corner of my eye, I saw her tail curling quite happily.
I paused for a moment to regather my wits. Naganami's hot breath danced across my neck, sending a shiver up my spine. The kansen had asked me to make her feel beautiful, to make her mine. My heart burned with passion for the itachi girl, and I felt my erection growing harder inside of her.
"Ahn, Sh-Shikikan," she stammered, half in a daze. Her tail fluttered about, perhaps too stimulated to stand still.
Slowly, I began moving my hips. Thrusting in and out, I made love to my wife. My earlier ministrations had quite paid off. Despite this being her first time, the walls of her vagina were slick with feminine arousal. And with each thrust, her sex grasped at the length of my member. Like an electric current, waves of pleasure arced through my loins and up my back. She was... incredible.
A moan escaped from my lips as I continued making her mine. "N-Naganami," I breathed her sweet name. "I love you, Naganami."
The itachi girl raised her head to peer into my eyes. Her pretty face flickered between expressions of rapture and sweet admiration. She was... my wife. My beautiful, beloved wife. Seeing her caught in the throes of passion like this was almost too much for me. Screwing my eyes shut, I focused myself on holding out for her.
"Sh-Shikikan," she murmured, her voice dripping with need. Her body trembled as a particularly intense wave struck her. Seized by pleasure, she arched her back against the wall and began bucking her hips in time with me. A breath loosed itself from her, equal parts gasp and yelp. "I-it's w-weird—"
Her words failed to alarm me like earlier. I was unflappable, driven by the depths of my love for her. Instead, I continued rutting into her, precisely as she'd asked me to.
The itachi girl's heavy breathing soon turned into lewd moans that inevitably drew my attention. I reopened my eyes to see her panting with abandon. Her glazed eyes met mine, and her cheeks reddened with shame. "Sh-Shikikan," she whimpered demurely.
Pressing close, I buried myself against her neck and began sucking gently against her flushed skin. The stimulation elicited another groan from the kansen as she squirmed against me. Each shudder of her body caused her insides to grasp my length lovingly, causing the pleasure lancing through me to heighten.
We continued making love like that, but I eventually hit my limit. I withdrew from her warm depths as I came, basting her smooth stomach with milky fluid. After releasing her leg, I took Naganami once more in my arms. We were sweaty and covered in a multitude of other fluids, but I didn't care.
This perfectly unguarded girl had asked me to make her mine. We'd become one body, consummating our marriage. For the first time, she'd given herself to me, she'd shown me her real vulnerability. However silly it might be, I wanted... to hold her like this forever.
Back on her own two feet, she leaned against my chest, peering up at me. "Mn," she managed through her daze. Her eyes were glazed with both need and pleasure. "Danna-sama..." the itachi girl whispered sweetly.
Hearing those words, my stomach did a somersault and I gripped her tighter. "Naganami?" I murmured.
Her black tail tickled my leg playfully. "Let's keep going," the kansen purred in my arms.
I heaved a deep breath in response. "Uh, I don't know if I—"
She deftly slipped out of my arms and gracefully lowered herself onto all fours. Fluids from our love-making had pooled on the tile, mixing with those of our earlier accident. Seeing her crawling around in it like that was—
Naganami glanced over her shoulder at me, eyes burning with passion. "Danna-sama," she crooned softly. The itachi girl swayed her shapely butt at me. "Please... fuck me~"
A powerful tremor gripped me and I felt passion surging back into my body. I all but did a Lupin dive as I pounced onto her enticing butt. Kneeling behind her, I felt the slippery juices on the tile beneath us. It was... incredibly lewd, but that didn't matter. What I wanted was... to make Naganami happy.
Once more lining up my erection with her abused cunt, I sheathed myself inside of her. Her welcoming love-tunnel clenched tightly around my shaft, sending a shiver up my spine. My hips bucked forward, evoking a sweet gasp from my kansen lover.
The itachi girl moved her hips opposite mine as I fucked her doggy-style. Releasing her butt, I moved my hands up to her breasts and began playing with them. They were humid and flushed, much more sensitive than before.
Another ragged breath drew itself from her lips. The kansen's black hair danced across her flushed skin, some of it spilling onto the dirty floor. My erection throbbed painfully inside her warm depths, and I rutted into her harder and harder.
"D-danna-sama," she murmured sweetly. Her body trembled as her inner walls clasped my sailor lovingly. "Danna-sama, fuck me~"
The itachi girl's entire body was flushed with need and desire, her breaths loosing themselves as enraptured moans. Seeing her so beautiful and sexy caused me to redouble my efforts.
Naganami glanced over her shoulder, her pretty cheeks aflame. "Danna-sama, please..." she pleaded meekly. "P-pour it inside me~"
Her words sent another electric shock through my body and I felt my head spinning. I resumed fucking her from behind, determined to please my beautiful wife.
The lewd sounds of our wet love-making filled the sentou, alongside our excited breaths. Her tail began fluttering wildly as the pleasure grew more and more intense.
"Danna-sama," she cried out. "W-why—" Her words cut off as her mind blanked with intense pleasure. She arched her back, scrabbling for purchase against the filthy tile beneath us. Finally at her limit, waves of orgasm wracked her entire body. Aromatic girlcum spilled down my thighs as I continued screwing her. The kansen's love tunnel spasmed, stroking and grasping at my throbbing erection.
Naganami's pleasured cries, her flushed skin—it was all too much for me. I rutted into her, relishing the grasping warmth of her cunt. Like before, I felt need rising in my loins. Her silken walls continued clenching, as though to milk my sailor for everything he had left. Moving my grip onto her butt, I plunged my erection inside her as I came. Pleasure lanced through my loins as I poured my seed into her womb, joining my lover in orgasm.
"Ahn, it's... so hot~ " she panted between ragged gasps. Her inner walls continued to stroke and kiss my sailor as the waves of climax slowly ebbed from our bodies.
As I pulled out of her twice-abused cunt, our combined juices spilled onto the tile. It was a truly lurid sight, but something that left me with a faint sense of pride.
The itachi girl glanced over her shoulder at me, her black hair thoroughly disheveled. A sweet smile crossed her lips, and her eyes glinted happily. "Danna-sama~" she managed between heavy gasps.
Once we'd finally caught our breath, I helped her to her feet. We had to wash and rinse off again, but the bath was still hot when we finally immersed ourselves for a soak.
The itachi girl, being the cuddle bug that she was, snuggled up to me. I wrapped my arm around her waist, appreciating the sweet licorice scent of her hair.
I heaved a contented sigh, losing myself to a feeling of bliss. "Let's be like this forever, Naganami."
Her fluffy tail quivered happily, hearing that. She lifted her head from my shoulder, peering at me with her beautiful amber eyes. "Mn," she agreed softly. Her voice was sweet and gentle, like a wind chime on a warm summer day. "Of course!"
By the time we'd finished our bath, it was already quite late. We left our dirty clothes at the sentou's entrance. Instead, I grabbed two bathrobes and handed one to Naganami.
After shrugging it on, I led her back to my room. There, I rummaged through my dresser for a pair of pajamas. Once changed, I headed across the room and climbed into bed. The long evening's excitement was catching up to me, and my eyelids were feeling heavy.
"Danna-sama?" Naganami asked, glancing sidelong at me.
Oh. Her clothes were back in her own room, weren't they? "Uh, if you'd like I can go—"
A mischievous smile flickered across her lips. The itachi girl gracefully shed the bathrobe on the floor and disappeared into my closet. After a moment she returned, garbed in one of my button-down shirts. She'd done half of the buttons on the front, but it still hung loosely around her slender frame.
My eyes bulged at the sight of her like that. "N-Naganami, wow," I said stupidly.
She tittered happily, pleased with my response. Then she spun lightly on her feet, sending the hem of the shirt fluttering. My lips cracked into a smile. "I'm definitely too spent for round three, but... you look really sexy."
The kansen beamed at me, the pretty amber pools of her eyes aglitter with happiness and adoration. She crossed the room and crawled into the other side of the bed.
Naganami of course snuggled up to me under the sheets. She closed her eyes and loosed another happy sigh. "Danna-sama, I love you~ " she murmured softly.
I gently wrapped my arm around her waist and began running my fingers through her smooth hair. She was... perfect.
A warm smile burgeoned on her pretty lips. Pressing closer, she leaned her head against my bare chest. The itachi girl's body was warm, just like the smile on her face. My eyes drifted shut as I quietly appreciated the sweet closeness of my wife.
"Mn," I agreed gently. "Naganami, I love you, too."