"Hello! I have arrived!" Fubuki cried as she entered the main room of the submarine, the home of the Nocturnal Detective Agency. However, unlike usual, the chief was nowhere to be seen. Fubuki stepped inside and looked around, where she didn't see anyone.

Anyone except the usual resident of the fireplace, Vivia.

Since they'd all only recently met one another, they didn't know each other very well. Detectives from the WDO rarely met, so she had never seen any of these people before just a few days ago. They didn't even know each other's fortes yet. Yuma had already managed to solve a case though, which Fubuki was incredibly impressed by, especially since he apparently didn't even have a forte.

Vivia was asleep, though. Of course, he usually seemed on the brink of falling asleep at any given time, but this time, he was actually fast asleep. Fubuki sat down on the couch and sighed. Despite the fact they'd only met a few days ago, Fubuki already knew Vivia enough to know that when he was asleep, it took a lot to actually wake him up.

She sat there idly waiting for someone to show up, practicing her counting, but when nearly ten minutes passed and nobody showed up, she sighed. She felt a familiar sensation creeping across her body.

"No! Body! Stop it! I can't do that right now!" She told herself, as if it would work, even though it had never worked before. It was a sensation she knew well, and had been unable to address properly since she got here.

She wanted to masturbate.

Of course, she would never admit something like that. She may be slow at times, but she knew something like that wasn't something you should just openly talk about. It was a problem that had been plaguing her since she got here, since even in her hotel, she never found herself quite comfortable enough to actually finish. The only place she ever considered comfy enough for that was this room, on this couch and the chief's chair. But of course, there were always people here.

But now…

She glanced over at Vivia. He was still fast asleep, and the urge was growing. She tried to deny a developing idea at first, but as the idea grew, her hands began to twitch. Soon after that, they started to move on their own. She quietly removed her raincoat and sat it down next to her, her eyes trained on Vivia the entire time. She then stood up, grabbed her shorts, and pulled them down, all the way down to her feet, and then removed them. Her black panties were now completely exposed, but even so, Vivia still did not move.

"Vivia?" She asked, quietly at first. No response. "Vivia?" A little louder, still nothing. Finally, she went even louder. "Vivia!" And yet, still nothing. Maybe she would be safe after all. Even so, she knew how crazy this was. It was stupid, and risky, and if she was caught, not only would she never live it down, but she would have no way to explain it.

But she continued. She removed everything, piece by piece. Off went her top, her shoes, socks, and everything she had on top, leaving her in just her underwear. Still Vivia showed no sign of awakening. Fubuki's heart raced, and her thighs rubbed together as she felt the arousal building. It was time to take the last two steps. She reached behind her back, and undid the strap on her bra.

Of course, while Vivia appeared to be sleeping, that wasn't exactly the case. If Fubuki had known his forte, she wouldn't have done something so rash. So she was unaware that as she was removing her final bits of clothing, Vivia was watching her thanks to his spectral projection.

"I wouldn't have taken you for the type." The boy said as he watched. Normally he wouldn't have allowed this to continue. Normally, he would've returned to his body after she'd taken off the first article, to let her know that he was aware of what she was doing. They'd laugh about it, and never speak of it again. But this time, for some reason, Vivia felt like not doing that. He felt like watching her, curious of her form, and how she would look. The way people look and act when they think no one is watching was always a mild fascination of his, and while you'd think someone with his forte would act on that more often, he didn't, mostly for moral reasons. This time though, he figured 'why not?' Give himself one single time where he could see how things played out.

And it was quite a show. Fubuki was beautiful, no doubt about it. Even before knowing her prestige or personality, one couldn't question her looks. So to see her removing her clothing like this…even Vivia was aroused. His body reacted as anyone else's would've: sprouting an erection. Thankfully, the girl didn't notice, and had now reached a critical point. He watched with as much eagerness as he could muster as she removed her bra, and let out a deep, shaky sigh. He inhaled sharply at the sight of them. Perfectly round and large, they looked barely affected by pesky gravity. And when she stretched her arms above her head, they gently swayed, two large, soft-looking orbs topped by pale pink nipples. Truly it was a sight the boy would remember forever. He only wished he could jerk off at that moment. He could mimic it in this form, but he'd never actually be able to feel release, so there was no point.

"You are beautiful." He said softly. He knew she'd never hear the words, but he felt like saying it anyway. She kept glancing at his sleeping form, almost as if expecting him to sit up like something in a pop up book.

But Fubuki was not yet done, of course. While still looking at Vivia, she stood up, very slowly, and grabbed her panties. The man felt on the edge of his seat as he watched her large bust continue to sway with her movements as she began to peel the garment down her legs. From his position, with the way she was bent over, he wasn't able to see anything as she lowered them down. He watched them fall to her ankles, then her feet, and then finally off. She was now completely nude as she stood back up, and he was finally able to see, though he moved himself in closer to get a better look.

She was completely bare, her skin pale and smooth and beautiful. She let out a deep sigh as she stretched, showing off almost her entire body to him as she smiled to herself. "That's much better." She whispered to herself. He was absolutely astounded, not simply at how beautiful she was, but that he was finding her so attractive. He could feel his body getting almost painfully aroused. Every part of her body was simply perfect.

And it was only just getting started.

Stealing one last glance at Vivia, the girl lifted her legs up and placed them on the table, spreading them wide open. Vivia did something he never expected, and groaned as a shudder ran through him. Her perfectly pink lips were so beautiful he couldn't stand it. She was already slightly damp as she lowered her hand down and gently started to rub the wet lips.

"Ahhh…" She said happily to herself as she started masturbating. Her fingers moved in the familiar pattern as she could already feel some of her stress melting away.

It was truly a beautiful sight to Vivia as the heiress's hand glided as if she had done it a hundred times before, which she probably had. He knew it would be wrong to assume a girl didn't do this often, especially when she was apparently so desperate to do it that she was taking a risk like this.

She even reached up and began to grope her breast, her small moans increasing in volume as she rubbed her slit harder and faster. Vivia was now desperately wishing he could jerk off, but he'd have to resort to doing it by himself later. He couldn't stop being amazed at just how beautiful her form was. If he was an artist, he would've wanted to paint her. Why did he feel such attraction to her? This had never happened before. Was it because it was such an intimate moment? Was it because it was in person rather than on a computer? He didn't know, but he could think on it later.

"Fuck!" She cried as she slipped a finger inside, and it looked as though it was sucked in as she thrust it in and out. Her toes curled as she groped her breast more tightly. Her moans grew even louder as her body gyrated, thrusting her hips into her hand. She didn't seem to be thinking about the possibility of waking him anymore. She slipped a second finger in as he was watching with rapt attention. It was beautiful in every possible way.

She even slipped a third finger inside as her juices had splashed onto nearly her entire hand. Her moans reverberated across the walls as she pinched her nipple and twisted it. "AHHHHH~!" She gasped. It was such a lewd sound that sounded like music to the man's ears. Her entire body was trembling, so hard it made her gorgeous breasts jiggle. Vivia hadn't really given his preference of a girl's breast size consideration before, but it seemed he now did have a preference.

Finally, after what felt like forever, she came. She gave one last giant moan as she spurted onto the table and the floor. Her body doubled over as she did so, still trembling. Her fingers rested inside her as it came flowing out, as well as the hand on her breast staying stationary. After several seconds of cumming, she panted and laid back, removing her hand and resting it on her thigh. "W-wow…" she said to herself as she let out a laugh. Then, her eyes went wide and shot to Vivia, her body tensing. When she saw he was still asleep, not having even moved, she let out a sigh of relief.

She gave herself some time to recover before she stood up, her legs wobbling. He got one last look at her entire front as she walked to the bathroom. He now got to also see her ass, which got an even stronger reaction from him than he could've expected. Her ass was absolutely immaculate. Her cheeks looked so soft that Vivia wanted to bury both his hands and his face into them. Her swaying hips as she walked caused the supple cheeks to jiggle ever so slightly, which only furthered his arousal, to the point that he moaned himself. His body's cock throbbed near painfully, so much so that he could feel it in this form. Never before had he felt such a strong reaction to anything.

It was a fleeting moment as she returned and began cleaning up. She knelt down to do so, so Vivia floated behind her, and continued admiring her exquisite ass, and the way she was knelt down. She cleaned up quickly and disposed of the toilet paper she'd used before she then finally got dressed. The usual feeling of disappointment Vivia felt returned as he watched her place her clothes back on. Once she was done, she sat down and let out a sigh, a large, bright, pretty smile on her face.

Nearly 15 minutes passed before the others finally showed up. Vivia woke himself up, but even as everyone talked about the current situation, his eyes were glued to Fubuki. His eyes roamed her body as he now knew what she looked like underneath the fabric, and he let out a sigh.

What to do now? He surely couldn't confront her about it. She'd likely freak out, call him a perv, make it so this kind of thing would never be able to happen again. The idea of that made him feel empty in a way he couldn't describe. He eventually decided the best thing to do would be to keep his mouth shut, and see if such a thing would ever happen again.

Yet as she noticed him staring, and she turned to give him that same smile, he felt a stirring. A stirring in his heart, something he hadn't felt in a long time.

And he didn't know what it meant.