Gintoki sighed as he stared up at the ceiling. He wanted to get up and leave, to help Kagura and Shinpachi. Instead, he was stuck laying on a futon because he was stabbed by the stupid Benizakura sword.

He knew he had to take time to heal, but he had finally had enough, he couldn't stand waiting any longer. He made the decision to start standing, but before he could even sit up he was pushed back down by a firm hand pressing against his chest.

"Now where do you think you are going, mister"

Otae looked down at him with her hands on her hips. Gintoki looked up silently for a moment then quickly tried to sit up only to be pushed down again.

"You are staying here with me, I won't let you leave, you are hurt"

"I can't leave Kagura and Shinpachi alone, they need me!"

"They will be fine, Shin-Chan is strong and there is no way anyone could hold Kagura down"

Gintoki knew she was right, but that didn't stop him from worrying. He sighed and closed his eyes, trying to get some rest. After a minute Gintoki opened his eyes a little to look for her. When the coast was clear he sat up.

As soon as he started to stand up, he was stopped by Otae getting on top of him and forcing him to the ground.

"Otae, just let me go!"

"I can't do that!"

She kept him on the floor with her body on top of his. Gintoki struggled to move, but he couldn't do anything against the anger of Otae.

He noticed that she had sat on him in a rather compromising position, and she knew it. Her face was slowly turning red. However, she never abandoned her spot on his lap.

"You look rather comfortable" He smirked at her and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Shut up, I'm only doing this to keep you from leaving, idiot!"

"Then why don't you sit on my chest instead of my lap?"

Her face flushed red and she looked away, but she still didn't move. Gintoki's member slowly started to grow against her body, making her even more embarrassed.

"It seems like you don't want me to move either, Gintoki" She smirked back at him and held his arms down

"Shut up lady, like I would get turned on by a body as flat as yours" His member was now pressing against her hard.

"It seems like your little friend likes it, Gintoki" Otae slowly rubbed her crotch against him and he looked away from her, his face red.

"No he doesn't, he is aroused from me thinking of Ketsuno Anna, why would he be aroused by you?"

Otae angrily ripped his clothes off and watched his dick point straight up. Gintoki's eyes shot open and he blushed a tiny bit.

"LOOK, YOU ARE OBVIOUSLY TURNED ON!" Gintoki stuttered for a moment before responding

"N-No I'm not"

"YES, YOU ARE!" Otae roughly grabbed his member and squeezed. She had a death grip on the most vulnerable part of his body.

"O-Oi! Don't be so forceful with my pride and joy!" Gintoki tried pushing her off, but she had total control of the situation.

"I'll prove that you like my body!" She placed both of her hands on his large shaft and gently pumped them up and down. Gintoki silently groaned, he was not ready for how gentle and nice her hands felt around his dick. Otae got a small grin on her face as she heard his groans of pleasure.

Gintoki wanted to deny that he liked it, but Otae definitely knew that he was enjoying this. Instead of complaining he gave into the pleasure and started thrusting into her hands. Her fingers each had a firm hold on his dick, but they weren't crushing him, she was applying the perfect amount of pressure.

Gintoki pounded his member between her hands hard and fast, but he wanted more.

"Well, any girl can give a handjob, regardless of their body type"

Otae stopped and frowned at him. She stood up and wiped her hands on her kimono.

"Then I guess I will have to prove that the rest of my body is pleasurable as well!"

She let her robes drop to the floor and Gintoki's dick quivered with excitement. She unclasped her bra, letting her almost flat chest out. Gintoki chuckled for a moment before seeing the glare on her face, which quickly shut him up.

"You won't be laughing after I make your stupid ass beg for my body!"

She slid her panties off and roughly pinned him to the ground once more. Gintoki could feel her warm snatch slide against his leg, and he desperately wanted more. He reached up to try and move her into a better position. Otae quickly pinned his arms down and looked down with an intense, almost evil glare.

"Not so tough now, are you"

She slowly rubbed her crotch against his leg, her pace was unbearably slow and it started to drive Gintoki crazy. He kept struggling to get out from under her, but he found no success.

Otae moved and sat on his chest, her wet pussy rubbing against him sensually. He needed to be inside of her, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Otae, just p-put it in already!" He desperately thrust his hips upwards, trying to find some sort of stimulation that wasn't there. His dick quivered and twitched, but it got no contact.

"I knew it, you love my body, you need it" She placed her legs on both sides of his head and slid forward so her crotch was up against his face. Gintoki could feel the heat from her tight looking snatch radiating onto his face, and it was driving him crazy.

"G-Get that thing out of my face!" He yelled in protest, but he didn't look away. In fact, his gaze was locked on the wet pussy sitting right in front of him.

Instead of listening to him Otae moved forward, pressing her snatch against his face. He closed his eyes and felt her hot pussy press against his mouth.

"Well, what are you waiting for, lick it!" She put her hands on the sides of his head and shoved it against her womanhood.

Gintoki sighed and stuck his tongue out. He gently flicked it across her clit, making her quiver. She wrapped her legs around his head and ran her fingers through his air.

"T-That's good" Otae groaned and started humping Gintoki's face. He blushed and started to slide his tongue into her hole. She shook more and gripped his hair. Her loud moans echoed in the dark room. Gintoki's dick trembled as he felt her thighs squeeze around his head.

"Gggrrnnn, Gintoki" She moaned as he licked at her warm folds, his tongue expertly maneuvered through her insides.

He reached up and grabbed her small chest. Otae gasped as his rough fingers played with her supple skin. She could feel his tongue reaching further than before and it was driving her crazy. Something was building up deep inside of her and she could tell she wouldn't last much longer.

Gintoki's hips bucked up into the air trying to get some sort of pleasure while Otae moaned and had the time of her life. She couldn't take it anymore he was going too fast.

Without giving any warning she orgasmed, spraying hot liquids into Gintoki's face and across the floor.

"Fuck" She stayed on his face and swore while Gintoki recovered from the shock of having womanly juices coat his face. After a moment of silence, Otae got up.

"Now you will stay" She smirked evilly and walked out, leaving Gintoki alone in the dark room with nothing but a hard-on and the thoughts of what had happened. He considered what had just happened before sitting up and yelling.

"THAT BITCH BLUEBALLED ME!"