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Chapter 69: Rekindling the Happiness
Today was truly turning to be the best day ever for Kunou.
Not only she was finally back home, to her room and with her Mama, but her Niichan was there too!
Kyoto just felt a different breath of air from Kuoh and, while she enjoyed her time in her newest home, she just wanted so badly to sprawl upon her super-comfy bed once more. A pity that her Niichan had declined the offer of having a nap, saying that it was still too early for something like that.
Her logic agreed to his, but the kitsune was just so giddy and… then Mama decided to ask about her current progress. Her studies, her improvements in theoretical and practical fighting, her friends and if she was alright.
It was the usual worries her Mama would have during trips outside of Kyoto, thus the girl merely shrugged off without hesitation the questions with quick answers, knowing well enough that words would easily… create misunderstanding with normal circumstances.
Careful phrasing and a rightful touch of emotion was enough to deter Yasaka from probing too much from her daughter. Instead the older blonde was eager to ask from a 'more reliable source', which was her Niichan.
Hoitsu was quick with his replies too, but he would pause here and there to give some well-described situations from the recent past. Nothing overly-dramatic, yet Kunou's keen eyes spotted a sudden tension rising within her mother's body when what happened in Tokyo was brought up by the young man.
The story was incredibly summarized, major details omitted for the sake of not prolonging the visible concern in Yasaka's face and… then the discussion shifted to a more direct topic as the woman turned her attention once more at Niichan.
"By the way, Hoi-bou, I wish to see how strong you are." The older kitsune said with an intrigued tone. "It's been… a month? I would like to see how far have you gone after the nervous little Hekishou that I met back a long time ago." Kunou shared a giggle with her Mama at Hoitsu's groan, but the girl's mind found itself in a conundrum as she didn't know what to think about a fight between her Mama and her Niichan.
Who was the strongest? Was she supposed to cheer for one of them or was she allowed to cheer them both?
She masked her inner conflict and soon the three of them were walking inside the family's dojo. Incredibly different from the training area back in Kuoh Town, this very dojo was something provided as a gift to Yasaka by Amaterasu herself.
Powerful magic rendered this room sound-proof and its integrity was god-like by several Court Mahous that had been tasked of studying and understand its complex nature to the fullest.
Something that made things quite awkward as Kunou knew particularly well that both 'sparring partners' weren't going to hold back too much. Hoitsu looked a little doubtful, something that disappeared in the smiling poker face present on the older Kitsune's face.
"I suppose I should prepare myself since… I heard that you have fought against interesting monsters." The woman's smile widened. "I hope you don't mind getting burned once or twice in this friendly spar." The indirect jab was intercepted quickly by a frown on the young man's face.
"Then I will try to not get burned, Yasa-haha." He replied with an amused tone. "But I hope that you are fine if I starts to throw a punch or two through your defense." He shot back in a light-hearted tone, gaining a snort from the blonde and… the fight began.
Kunou had taken seat on the warmed floor just outside the protective barrier that kept the attacks from the fight from leaving the mini-arena. Her golden eyes were wide-open as she managed to attentively notice the actions and the movements of the intense clash that ensued.
Hoitsu's raw style had been molded by experience and self-training, something that held well against the more precise, delicate style her Mama was known for. Swift, powerful open-palm attacks that guaranteed to the user a dangerous edge against their opponent.
The young man noticed quickly, his posture switching to a more flexible one as he noticed the stiffness of such stance. And while the first few attacks failed to even come close to his body, just as her Niichan turned to rush a kick to her Mama's face-
Twack!
The shinai, a bamboo-made sword, slapped him right on his left cheek. The 'blade' was being held by a smiling Yasaka, her eyes glinting predatorially as she prepared another hit.
Maybe it was greed, maybe it was hope to get some damage done early on.
It didn't matter, the boy rushing out of the shinai's range, one of his hands massaging the bruised cheek. "T-That did sting." He stated with a huff.
The blonde tilted her head and smiled. "You are sparring against a Kitsune, Hoi-bou. Do you perhaps want me to give you a break or-" She didn't have time to finish the taunting that her guard was once more up, the young man rushing to the close action. "What a rude son!" She exclaimed with a smirk as she prepared to whack him once more.
Kunou blinked. It was odd how her mother would… end up whacking her various sparring partner without mercy during training. It was one of her strangest behaviors during fights.
Right as her shinai swung around to strike the unprotected face of her opponent, Yasaka's eyes went wide in surprise as her blade was yanked away from her soft hold by a silver string.
The punch brought an end to the simple shock, the pain enough to remind her of the fight and… that her opponent wasn't nothing to scoff at in terms of cunning skills.
The woman jumped back, her hand massaging her hurting… left cheek. She blinked up to his smug smirk and… giggled. "That did sting~." The kitsune hummed happily.
"You are sparring against a trickster, Yasa-haha. Do you perhaps want me to-"
She zeroed the distance before he could finish, a twitching smile pressing on her face as she felt too amused to actually muster up a serious and stronger stance. They clashed momentarily, her palm stopped by his elbow and… then they exchanged hits that were subsequently deflected, dodged or blocked.
A carefully choreographed with tense but precise improvisation. What a playful display of actions and reactions that were unfolding all at once and…
He backed away from the close encounter, energy building up in his hands as a sudden yellow beam shot from his palms.
"Masenko!"
The attack was actually weaker than it looked like. A flashy technique but… why would he use it so suddenly? And why shout out its name as he-
The kick driving on her stomach made her realize a detail that was seriously going to hinder her capacity to think well of her surrogate son. He was a brutal prankster.
A distraction, a very stupid one. Yet something that did get her attention away from her target long enough for him to rush at her position and start to capitalize on her gawking.
It's been too long since she had to be on her tip-toes while fighting someone.
A little trick, one that will not happen ever again. Hopefully.
Soon Yasaka was able to push away the attacking youth, using her fox fire to create a protective circle of flames around her general proximity and prompting him to retreat away from her.
Without skipping a beat, the woman unleashed a massive barrage of low-intensity fireballs from her fox fire and went to try and catch Hoitsu off-guard.
There was panic on his eyes when he saw the multiple fireballs rushing quickly towards him, but he properly reacted by erecting a barrier of Thunder-based magic. The electric curtain absorbed the flames and dispersed them without issues.
A pout presented itself on her face as her mind realized that he was very well above that kind of niceties. It was time to step up her game.
Her core increased its energy input, her body was soon enveloped with a blurry-like aura as her animal-like features started to turn more refined. Golden eyes shone brightly as the woman rushed with renewed strength and doubled speed against her opponent, her Wild Sense managing to get a surprised jaw-drop from the youth before he was decked painfully in his face.
The hit was powerful enough to send him flying against the barrier, the semi-transparent wall glowing a little more as he impacted onto it and… tensed at the sudden pain just for a moment, the next one being already returning the courtesy as his eyes burned red and his body was coated with dark smoke.
Curious, she remembered having heard of this form and… yet it reminded her of someone that was well-beyond this kind of gifts.
Surprisingly enough, they clashed with equal strength, vibrations echoing through the floor and the walls around them and… they smiled as they resumed their previous exchange of attacks.
It was now all blurred, their steps, their hits, their blocks, their faces and… yet it was all but a delightful spar that was growing more intense by the second. She wanted to burst in giggles, the chuckle being withhold by the boy enough of a reason to be immensely amused by the fact her daughter had someone this extraordinary around.
Now she could see why she was all latched to him, despite the clear differences.
Personality-wise, both were lonely children trying to understand the world and, since they both shared this interest in common, they bonded over wonder, mystery and trust.
A bond that had grown to an intriguing degree, something that had come very close to… how she had felt with her former lover.
Enma had been a particularly strong Yokai with even stronger principles, a beacon of dreams and joy in the making. The only thing that truly differentiated him from the boy before her was… the way Hoitsu looked at Kunou.
Her long-gone husband reciprocated her romantic love early on and it was clear that it was that kind of love from the very beginning.
Yet Kunou and her 'Niichan' were destined to be siblings. It might sound like a hopeless and dreamy outlook of their development as brother and sister, but it was like that.
From the very first sight, her daughter knew that Hoitsu would turn out to be someone very important in her life. Her curiosity sparked from that simple, yet meaningful encounter… was enough to prepare a catalyst.
The 'ultimate spell' was when in a moment of pressure, of nervousness and panic, their truest emotion manifested and… they latched at each other, keeping themselves away from the threat facing them.
The human being incredibly protective of the girl and her child being more than keen to listen up to her older brother from the very moment that danger tried to hurt them both.
Her little kit was currently cheering for both her Mama and her Niichan, a little family that… she was glad to have still around. There were moments where Yasaka could have easily conceded to the tiring and draining effects of her duty and… yet she kept herself from falling at the idea of losing that precious smile plastered on her beautiful daughter's face.
And now, in the span of a little eternity, the woman was granted a new family member. It just… fit so well in her mind. He was so lonely, she could see it, smell it from his scent and…
…
…
Hoitsu looked quite in pain when Yasaka returned from her silent musings, the young man groaning while lying on the floor. There was no blood, only some bumps appearing on his arms and face.
Did she just went in a minor frenzy while daydreaming?
What an embarrassing development! She thought with a sigh while also chiding herself for her lack of control. It's been far too long since she had to go that far, just a handful of men and women capable of withstanding her might to that degree.
She crouched down, the barrier deactivating as Kunou was immediately over the case, helping her Niichan to lie more comfortably. His eyes were closed as the girl brought his head on her lap, yet his charcoal-like eyes slowly opened and… narrowed at her.
"I'm sorry, Hoi-bou, I didn't mean to-"
"Are you really apologizing?" He interrupted with a deep frown. "It was a spar."
"But-"
"No butts!" He replied sleepily, causing Kunou to giggle a little. "It was a spar and… you are forgiven, Yasa-haha?"
Was she seriously having trouble talking to someone this much light-headed right now? It sure did feel like she was talking with a complicated and mysterious individual and… his bluntness was refreshing.
There was stll some restraining but… she still appreciated it. Her smile returned, a genuine undertone employed as she bowed her head slightly. "Thank you and… I'm still sorry."
…
"H-Hello 'Still Sorry'. I… I'm not dad. I'm Hoitsu~!" He giggled a little before resting a little more quietly.
The woman blinked, realizing that she might have put him in a bad state for him to resort to… dad joke all so suddenly. She sighed. "Ku-tan, could you please take your silly brother to his temporary room?" Her voice was tense for a moment, she surprised herself about it and… her daughter nodded with a small smile.
Moments passed, just enough to be left alone in that room so that she could-
Yasaka snorted, stifling a chuckle by bringing a hand to close her lips.
Turning to the side, her face twitched in minor mirthfulness at that sudden dad joke. It was just… the way he delivered it. He looked so sure and… very serious.
She snorted, a short-termed laugh beginning before turning in a full-blown one.
It's been just… so much since she had this much fun while at home and the blonde was glad to have taken two free days from her usual work. Gintoki had been kind enough to take on the duty for the time being, just for the sake of reducing his close-to-infinite amount of favors he still owed to her.
Truly an interesting individual that Gin-san.
Thank the Gods, my room has a bed!
I let out a suppressed groan as I basked in the pleasant coziness of the mattress and pillows keeping me in a heavenly cage of pure bliss.
You sure are enjoying some sleep.
Shut up- my head hurts…
Who would have thought that Yasaka knows about the Seven-Page beating.
Uhhhh….
I mean, to think that she knows how to perfectly strike in the right angles and-
Noooooo~!
And let us forget about the spanking we just avoided-
Please-
She had you turned around and ready to get properly punished-
I don't need this!
I hissed softly, trying to silence the terribly-chatty Shiranai. My brain was just that hurt, unable to properly understand what was going on around me and… I yawned.
The pillow was whispering sweet things to me in my delusional state, my mind just too much detached from reality right now to actually care if I was coherent or not with the law of physics.
Another yawn, I snuggled onto the pure-white pillow and tried to think deeply about life itself.
Oh no, please-
'It's kind of hilarious-'
Don't enable him! He is already.
What if the one behind the whole 'chicken and egg' dilemma… was also the only one to know the truth about it.
And here we go…
I mean, what if there was another bit of the context that had gone lost? Like, what if there was a human and… he just crossed the road- no wait, what was I talking about?
He is ascending to a more idiotic self.
I giggled. Yeah, I'm a little moron. A moron that likes to cuddle and snuggle and…
Mhm, this bed is just yummy. I was a little hungry, but then as I tried to take a bite out of my poor pillow. I swear it started to cry and yell 'murder' at my little stunt.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean it~!
A true descent in madness…
I tried to caress it fine, but the pillow cried even more.
Then I blinked and… giggled.
How silly of me, of course the pillow is inanimate but… I still hurt him. I hugged it close, whispering 'sorry' multiple time and… then I felt someone approaching from the dark corner of the room… just nearby the now open window.
Did Kunou open that up or… uh, I dunno.
Soon a figure loomed over me and I blinked, my eyes failing to give me a clear sight over them. I frowned, the figure tensed and… her upper ears twitched.
Oh?
Ohohohohohoh?
Without saying a word, I turned slowly to look at my scared pillow. I placed my head over it and whispered to it.
"Pillow-san, I think there is a thief in my room." I asserted the situation like a sneaky dude. "Like really, I think there is someone trying to bring harm to you."
…
"I mean, they could try to hurt me but I'm kind of sturdy and… you are too soft."
…
"Oh, thank you and-"
Before I could continue with my smart thinking, I found myself glomped up by someone and a brief struggle. So brief that the assailant didn't even bother to actually knock me out and merely went for Pillow-san.
No, pillow-san!
...Seriously, can you take it a little less childishly?
S-Shush, I'm trying to protect Pillow-san.
My eyes squinted as the light finally revealed the attacker and… I stopped shaking in anger at… the adorable kitty sitting on my arm.
Golden eyes, pure-dark fur. What a familiar combination.
She started to pur and… I went for what was more than proper on those occasions by affectionately caress the feline. Her eyes started to sport a pleased glint and I intensified my efforts, getting a strange noise out of her.
It wasn't purring, it was… deeper and not cat-like. It was… feminine, a groan?
I paused, my eyes blinking several times before I got another sight. Instead of the little kitty-cat, I was bestowed with quite the scene.
The girl did have cat-ears, now twitching excitedly at the previous ministrations. Her face was fully-red, eyes wide open as her breathing was slightly erratic and… endeared.
Her kimono was still holding and…
…
"Kuroka?"
She didn't reply, her trembling hands hinting at the familiar vial in her hold and… I slowly brought it to my face and sipped at it. Phoenix Tears.
I nodded, the fog over my aching brain starting to dissipate as clarity was granted to me once more. Only for my face to explode in red at what had just happened.
Quite embarrassing what I did to that pillow, quite unforgivable what I did to the Nekoshou.
"K-Kuroka- I didn't mean to-"
"Shh~." The girl pressed two fingers on my lips, shutting them up. "Not a single word and… you could have been more mindful of my ears."
...Wait, I didn't-
Nah, you just went for some aggressive head-patting. Seriously, is this like a power of yours?
I mean, I'm good at it and- N-not the correct time for this!
The girl's head slumped on my chest, her purring intensifying for a moment as she snuggled closer. "This is… the last time I will get you the Tears. Next time you-"
"-Will bring them myself, I know. Sorry that-"
"Not a word." She repeated tiredly, a small smile spreading on her face as she sighed, enjoying my warmth. "Chest-pillow is enough."
At the mention of 'pillow', I felt the need of flinching.
Seriously, why did I thought it was a real being?
I think you were recovering from several hits in your head. Yasaka truly know how to bash someone's head.
Don't remind me…
I blinked, eyes up at the dark ceiling. "So… were you doing anything important when-"
"Just taking a bath. Relaxing and… thinking about life." She replied curtly. "But… I think I have to ask you for a favor." Her tone felt odd so suddenly, making me frown in worry.
"S-Sure, do you need something-"
"Your wallet." She stated flatly. "And no, it's not the money I need."
…Oh. Okay, what the heck?
I dunno. We need to check this but… I've a bad feeling about this.
It was kind of difficult to bring my free arm to reach for my trousers' pocket but I was relieved when the task didn't leave me any sore stiffness on my limb.
Kuroka didn't say anything, browsing for just a moment over the content of my wallet before stopping to a specific section of it. Her fingers slipped the object out of the section and she brought it up to my attention, making me pale in realization of what she was holding in her hand.
"Hoi-kun~." She smiled widely, her face burning red. "I think… I'm going for an early heat."
…Oh.
…
"W-Well, we could have Yasa-haha prepare something to destroy and- Mmph"
I couldn't finish my sentence as the young woman descended with incredible determination and might, her lips crashing onto mines as she directed one of her fingers to point at the door, a spell htting it and… closing it.
Her pleased look, coupled with her ensuing giggles, were enough to make it clear that a no was out of question…
Warning Lemon inbound!
Kuroka couldn't believe it!
Hoitsu melted in her hold, something that excited her to no end. Gone was the stern-looking young man that would deny her the chance of finalizing the deal, the opportunity to finally prove her progress to herself.
The kiss ended and her giggles were the only noises that nurtured the loving scene. The boy blinked, eyes wide open at the aggressive tone of her approach but… she lowered her head over his ear and decided to test if it was alright to proceed or not.
Mate or not, heat or not, horny as hell or not, Kuroka did have to keep up some honesty with her lover.
"I can stop right now, if you wish." She assured with a gentle tone, her kimono slightly unfolding and revealing most of her modesty to the wide-eyed, red-faced dummy. "Just a 'no', just tell me 'no' and I will stop here and now." Yet within herself she was begging for him to do otherwise.
To not ruin this moment, to not give up this precious event so effortlessly.
There was a brief silence… that stretched for a full minute.
He still looked surprised, terribly so. It was good that there was a 'no', that there wasn't a denial of his little wish of doing this, of ending the little chase and reach for the fruits of their hard-work.
Now that she thought about it introspectively, it was quite delightful to know that this… was incredibly meaningful. It wasn't a quick fuck-and-go as she had imagined her first time would have been, nor it felt too forced.
It felt deliciously right and compelling!
Her entire body was on fire and her panties were now damp and ready to be removed the quickest possible.
Hands reaching for the edge of his shirt, she slowly lifted up and stared at the mouth-watering chest. It was like a sculpture, chiseled from pure stone and… she went for a quick peck on those abs. Then another… and again.
Hoitsu twitched with every kiss, a moan almost there to leave his lips and… she felt daring.
Kuroka's tongue was carefully displayed as she took a brief lick. The twitching intensified and… he finally let out a pretty moan. Her mind melted even more in the passion- How juicy, how endearing~!
She was going crazy with the pacing but… but then she looked up with a bright smile at the nervous-looking human. "You know, it's kind of difficult for me to say this… while also focusing on your hot bod, but Hoi-kun, my delicious Koi, let me show you how much I love you~!
Her purring echoed in the bed as she finally took his shirt off, at this point there was only one thing to do before the real deal.
Differently from the previous piece of clothing, the Nekoshou grew anxious of the waiting, her pacing a little faster than before in removing belt, pants and underwear. All to the flight as she was presented with a full-fledged mast. Twitching, already hard and ready to be properly taken care off.
There was a break from her lust-driven crusade, a brief sniff from the new scent and… she moaned. Her eyes fully devoted to the shaft as her warm breath keep it intrigued at what was going to follow.
Her lips parted and her playful tongue went for a quick taste. Then a longer and more delicate one.
His moans, the scent of a needy member and the overall perverted state of things. Removing her kimono and panties, Kuroka nursed his cock with her mouth, licking its head as her hands wandered down to her sex.
Already wet and craving for some action, the first finger slipped easily, almost easier than usual, she noted. Then another followed while her thumb played with her clit, her button so tense and needing some attention too.
Her own moans were drowned the moment she went for the 'kill' and placed her lips on the stiff member's tip. Her lips parted again, but this time it was the mast that went in.
The scent was now overwhelming her, eyelids half-closed at the heavenly sensation of being satisfied while satisfying someone else. Hoitsu had long forsaken his initial hesitation, now staring at the scene with an awed look.
Gone was the nervousness, his moan now driving her mad with their frequency. Her cat-ears twitched at the joyful experience, her ministrations over the shaft and her little kitty increasing to a faster level.
She was so close now, three fingers driving her pussy insane and overloading her brain, Kuroka knew he was close too and went faster with her blowjob.
It happened almost at the same time, her lower lips finally culminating with a release of her sweet nectar. Hoitsu's cock stiffened suddenly as his milk filled her mouth full.
While it was a completely new experience than what she had thought it to be, the girl managed to hold all of it inside, without letting any spill out of her cheeks. She gulped little bits and slowly, slightly surprised at the strange flavor but still going as far to drink it up.
A twitchy smile was present in her face, her sight finally turning at the young man's face and… she blinked in surprise when he suddenly tackled her down, his hold over head carefully strong but mindful of her highly-sensitive self.
"O-Oh? I-Is someone happy of-"
"Kuroka-chan." He interrupted with a serious look, his eyes fixed on her face as he lowered his head down between her legs. "I love you too."
The declaration was intense, so clear and blunt. So unexpected and yet eagerly welcomed by the young woman-
But her attention was taken away as she felt his tongue on her kitty.
Golden eyes going wide, her smile widened a lot more. His mouth delighted her with a proper cunnilingus, her still itching lips getting rewarded with kisses from her lover. A loud moan, one of her hands went to her mouth while the other patted Hoitsu's head.
It was just… so good~!
He wasn't hinting to slow down, rather deciding to play around her needy clit with his tongue. Another loud moan, her mind losing any perception of reality except three things.
Hoitsu, herself and the bed they were on.
"D-Don't stop!" She could feelit approaching once more, the climax being quicker to reach after the first time and… she bit down a loud yelp as she let out her greatest 'cuming' ever.
Her nectar literally squirted out of her overly-active pussy, spraying the boy's face in her delicious liquid.
There was a brief pause, a minor reverie for both as the girl recovered from coming two times in a row so quickly. Her breath labored but not pained as she slowly realized that the main dish was going to be delivered soon.
In the young man's hands was one of the condoms he had hidden in his wallet, something that she had noticed while poking around his room a few weeks ago. At first the info felt unnecessary but… now it held a good reason.
With the condom put on his once again hardened cock, Hoitsu positioned the tip on her entrance, her whole self bracing as she was going to lose her V-card in that exact moment-
...What? Did you seriously think that I would give it away so easily? I need to give a Papa to my kittens, not a no-face, no-name stud!
The tip tapped at her door, knocking and asking to be welcomed in.
He pressed forward and-
"Uh!" Her arms shot around his back and she scratched him a little. She noticed the pained look on his face and flinched. "S-Sorry, it's just that..."
She didn't need to finish that, blood from her broken hymen already showing up at the doorstep, making the boy blink in shock at the sight. Part of her got a little afraid that… it wasn't going to go ahead but then- he gently started to thrust.
Kuroka was happy. A little hurting on the situation but… she appreciated the careful action being conducted. The pain was momentary, her enchanted body quickly making sure that the pain was subsided and… she moaned.
With the suffering gone, only pleasure persisted and… it was so much better than she had thought it to be!
Her hips started to move together with his, a new need enveloping her whole soul in that sea of warmth. She wanted him to go faster, and he would comply. Then they started to clash one against the other, their timing missing here and there but soon true heaven opened to her.
His head lowered, the pacing requiring that he assumed that position and, without hesitation, she latched onto him.
Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pushed her tongue onto his own, finding no resistance to the bold move. Her legs went around his back, toes twirling in ecstasy as she was drown by the collective pleasure from the various actions happening.
It was a complete mind-fuck!
It was a crescendo, a symphony that was slowly reaching its best ending. A climax worth of all the waiting, all the caring and everything.
Her love, it was her love that vibrated and echoed with his and-
Her eyes went wide, she could feel him come but his milk was captured by the condom, her pussy exploding in her juice in response. The powerful coming was enough to put her on a tired mood.
She slumped, her body lacking any of the energy it had moments ago and… he looked the same.
He was tired, incredibly so, but he looked happy and completed, a feeling the Nekoshou shared wholeheartedly. He reached for some covers and pulled them over the two of them.
The gesture was met with a quick peck on his lips before Kuroka fell in a little slumber, that glowing smile surely going to last for more than just a day.
The dreams that ensued were hardly perverted or anything like that, but rather a little 'vision' of a little family, with two adorable cat-eared twins with dark-hairs and brown eyes.
Yep, life was good for Kuroka Toujou.
AN
Pillow talk before… sleep?
(I'm tired, don't bother me- Rawr!)
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