Fuuma Tokiko - 1 (Dreamy Night)

Fuuma Tokiko had been on a mission for a while. With the job done, she returned to Gosha late in the evening and filled in the details of her mission in a report. Around that time, Kotaro was still awaked in his room.

The moment she entered his room, Tokiko couldn't help but letting out a sigh. There were papers and books scattered on the floor, his jacket wasn't even hung properly in the wardrove and the support stick somehow thrown underneath the blanket on his bed. The sight was a mess.

"You've only got back and it became like this."

The Young Master replied a quick "I'll clean it up later" and continued typing away on the laptop. Tokiko slipped a soft huff and glared sharply at the back of his head. As the big sis, she needed to give him a proper scolding for his lazy manner.

"Sorry, Tokiko. Right after I finished this document."

He quickly added before she could say anything. As he showed his diligence in the duty of being the Task Force Commander, she decided to let this slide...for thirty minutes.

"Very well." For now, Tokiko placed her report on the desk. "This is the details of my mission. I will return in the next thirty minutes to check on your room, Oyakata-sama."

He gave a nod and only the keyboard sounds rang in the air. He was too focused on the document to let it go, even for a moment. Tokiko understood the importance of those words reflected on the screen, but if only he could take care of himself a bit more while he was on recovery.

Forget about the next thirty minutes, she would do it now. Tokiko picked up the support stick on the bed and leaned it next to Kotaro's work desk, made sure it was right within his reach whenever he needed. She began cleaning up his room, books placed in a single stack and papers sorted out. She closed the wardrove once everything inside had been organized.

For a moment, the keyboard stopped making noises. He watched her briefly and went back to work.

"Thanks, Tokiko."

"If I left and came back in the morning, you wouldn't have cleaned up your room anyway."

"I would! I was searching for records about a type of demon we rarely encountered in the past. I found it, and I planned to clean my mess after this document." Kotaro scratched his head. "But well...since you're already back."

"Honestly, what would you do without me? I'm being lenient because you are still on recovery, Oyakata-sama."

He smiled. However, Tokiko shot him a half-opened stare.

"You're not taking advantage of your situation, aren't you?"

"When you put it like that, it's...also a strategy."

He looked away, caused Tokiko to sharpen her gaze.

"Next time I won't help you clean up your room."

"Then, since you helped me just now, how about a thank-you gift? Is there anything you want at the moment, Tokiko?"

A thank-you gift? Tokiko was surprised, the idea came out of nowhere.

"I want you to be healthy and show more effort as the head of our clan."

It sounded like something he could do in the long term. But Kotaro flinched shortly, the idea was too grand for a reward. His hands slowly reached back to the laptop until Tokiko made a frown to make him stop.

"That's not a thank-you gift, that's a goal. I meant it personally." He said.

"Hmph."

Tokiko admitted he was right. Unfortunately, she was not in the mood to think of a gift that could please her asides from taking a day off after a long mission. Being a Taimanin, nothing was more important than a good break from work.

But...

Since it came from him, since it was Kotaro's offer, a thank-you gift would have some meanings.

"Anything?" She repeated his words.

"Anything." He nodded.

Tokiko thought about it. And her cheeks blushed.

She was falling behind Saika and Amane, her rivals. Tonight, she would take a step further in the unspoken competition.

"Just for tonight, I want to stay in your room, Oyakata-sama."

He blinked. Tokiko couldn't handle the awkward silence after that and stuttered.

"Is-Is it not...o-okay?"

"That sounds nice. Sure."

At the respond, Tokiko tried her best to suppress a big smile and maintained a calm look.

It was decided that night she would sleep in Kotaro's room.

...

...

"Oyakata-sama..."

After some time, Tokiko returned to his room. She was wearing a black lace panty and a white shirt that barely buttoned up to her chest. As if she had just came out of a shower, the shirt stuck to her flushed skin, highlighting the charming curves of her half-naked body.

It had been a long time since they spent the night together in privacy, the missions didn't count. Tokiko's appearance had continued to develop an elegant beauty that made her noticeable among the flowers in Gosha. She noticed the way Kotaro's throat bulged slightly, he failed to hide away the nervous gulp yet he kept staring. That reaction fueled the needy lust she had been holding back.

"Now...let's-"

Tokiko halted. The excitement inside her snuck out as soon as she saw a futon laid out on the floor, pillow and blanket readied while Kotaro was sitting on his own bed.

Young Master, you dimwit! She didn't mean sleeping together on separate beds! Not like this!

Before embarrassment struck them, Kotaro realized his fatal mistake. He shoved the futon back into the closet and quickly tossed Tokiko's pillow onto his bed.

"Pretty sure we'd catch a cold if we sleep on the floor."

That was a good save! Kotaro made sure Tokiko would get the implication that they were actually going to sleep in the futon together.

"O-Okay, I prefer your bed too."

Tokiko said so and climbed on the bed. In the moonlight, her skin glittered, from the neck to the cleavage and down the navel that laid bare for Kotaro to see. Her leg were shaking a little, both knees hugged together to cover up the sexiness she had yet to reveal.

She wanted it steady. He understood the intention without needing the words to be spoken. Tokiko tried to unbutton the remaining fasteners on her shirt, yet her hands trembled and the buttons constantly slipped off her grip. It wasn't like her to make such blunder.

"Uhm...j-just a moment."

Unlike her usual self, she became clumsy in the face of something she had been wanting. Without a word, Kotaro lent a hand. He took off his shirt first and embraced the half-naked Tokiko.

Tokiko's body was prepared but her mind was not. Perhaps the guilt of trying to overtaking the number one position in the competition between her, Saika and Amane made her hesitate.

"It's okay, Tokiko." As the sudden intimacy gradually sunk in, Kotaro whispered.

Before she knew it, the remaining buttons fully undone. The white shirt completely stripped from her. Tokiko felt the firmness of his chest and back through the skin, such was the result of his trainings. Being in his embrace, her well-endowed figure looked so slim.

Then, he started on the side of her neck. Tokiko's body temperature rose, nipples tightened.

Kotaro caressed that warm body, yet leaving the lower lip untouched. The more he worked on her, the more flushed her skin became. It felt good.

"Yes, kiss me there~."

Tokiko's voice mixed with gasps. Her sighs turned sultry in pleasure, her hands traced across his back, feeling faint jolts in his muscles while he nibbled the base of her neck and slowly moved to the collar bones and her breasts.

He was taller than her, with the mattress sinking down due to his weight, Tokiko was able to rest her chin on his shoulder. Her face buried into his hair, whimpered and took in deep breaths of his cologne.

Stains formed on the bed sheet. By the time Kotaro pulled away from Tokiko's neck, the black panty was trickling her nectar. An unsightly view to look at, the usual stern and strict Tokiko would believe such. But now, that part of her personality was gone, pushed back and replaced by the desire to be taken.

Seeing the damped spot, the two shared a look.

Shyness burned her cheeks, Tokiko forced back the urge to avert her face away from the hand sliding down her stomach and straight into the wet crotch.

"Wait!"

Tokiko clapped a hand over her mouth in surprise, her voice came out a bit loud. No, the embarrassment didn't win over her, she was eager to feel his touch. Since this was her idea, Tokiko realized it would be improper of her to let him take the lead. As his stewardess, she needed to take action.

"Oyaka, no...Kotaro-kun." Her gaze matched his left eye with a determined look. "Allow me to take it from here."

Kotaro smiled.

"No need."

The respond came without as much as an ounce of hesitation brought surprise to Tokiko's face. In that moment, Tokiko arched her back as Kotaro snaked his arm behind her and gently lowered her to the bed sheet.

"You've been wanting this, haven't you? So much you couldn't endure and masturbated in the shower."

When the truth whispered to her ear, Tokiko gasped. How?! How did he know?! She'd made sure not to slip out her voice while the shower was running! Soon, pleasure spilled from her voice, his other hand had already make a move down there in the wetness between her legs.

The black lace panty pulled down by her thighs, Tokiko had became drenched, twitching walls expressed a desire to be filled. Kotaro didn't waste time, he sealed her lip and prepped the arousing slit in a passionate make out. Her solo session in the shower was not enough to satisfy the increasing libido, but the afterglow from that would make things go smoothly.

Tokiko pulled away, her lip wet and trembled. Before she could catch a breath, his fingertips spread open and thrust inside her.

"Oh! Kota...ro...!"

Lewd sounds permeated the air as his hand pumped in and out the glistening entrance. Such aggressiveness was unexpected, yet Tokiko's body welcomed it. Her hip lifted and lowered, following the movements of Kotaro's hand.

"S-Slow down! Please...I'll cum!"

Despite her words, the pent-up desire within her wanted to be let out. It felt good. Tokiko wrapped her arms around his muscular back, fingers dug into his skin. All the naughty tension she couldn't let go finally had a chance to be relieved.

"Oh~! Ooohh~!"

All of a sudden, his hand stopped thrusting. Tokiko's inside froze, pulsing walls clenched around his fingers. The euphoric sensation halted with little to no warning. But Kotaro wasn't going to let the pleasure in her body fall flat, he lowered his face to hers, hot breaths mixed together as he took her lip. It was a soft and tender touch. It was also something she wanted from him.

Slurp.

Kotaro started nibbling her upper lip, holding the arousal in place for a climax that would come. The soft edge of her mouth being held and sucked caught Tokiko by surprise, the moans soon turned restless, no longer hiding behind gentle whispers. His hand started moving again, teasing the throbbing clit and stirring up her inside.

"C-Cumming~! Ahh-!"

Tokiko's breath held off as Kotaro took her lip once more, she melted into the kiss. Pleasure gushed out in one big wave, overlapping the tiny stains on the sheet.

"Didn't think you can still let out this much."

"T-That because I only did it once in the shower!" Tokiko blushed red after admitting it. "N-No! Forget what I just said!"

That wouldn't do. She just came from his hand, they had already stepped into the uncharted territory beyond the boundary of their relationship. There was no more reason for her to be embarrassed. Kotaro noticed her grip on his back grew stronger, she didn't want to pull away - no, Tokiko's body was staying true to her desire. Knowing that lustful deed in the shower had been exposed, it wanted to be closer to him.

"You want more."

With the inner thought spelled out, Tokiko was about to hide her blushing face. Kotaro quickly caught her cheek with his hand before hers could and caressed it.

"Sorry Tokiko, I didn't mean to tease you."

"You really don't have to say that out loud..."

They shared another kiss. While his tongue met hers, pushing together to explore that enticing softness, Tokiko's hands skimmed back to his broad chest and eventually reached down to the bulge inside the boxer. She rubbed it with such an eagerness that the lingering embarrassment in her stood no chance to prevail.

"Kotaro, I want it."

He nodded, a simple gesture like that filled Tokiko with encouragement. Even though things were going fast, Tokiko wouldn't think twice as long as she could share this moment together with the Young Master.

His pant dropped down in one pull, Tokiko gulped as a meaty shaft sprung free, jutting and leaking drops of clear fluid. She touched it slowly, the thing was pulsing, firm and hard, it filled her hand with a warmness that recalled Tokiko of the naughty dreams she wouldn't dare letting the other rivals know. This was it. This was the moment that played back and forth in her wet dreams. Tonight, she no longer had to keep the sexual frustrations in line.

Kotaro shuddered as Tokiko held his shaft with both hands, stroking up and down gently and swiped the head with her thumbs.

"It's getting hotter."

So did her body, Tokiko's heart was pounding wildly in the chest. She licked her lip, enchanted gaze solely focused on the thick erection while short and steady breaths were coming out in a coquettish voice. Kotaro leaned back, sucking the air and giving out light jolts from the hip. She was glad to see him feeling good from this.

"Oh~!"

Tokiko felt her inner thighs drawing wet, her juice was leaking. She was nearly there too just from rubbing Kotaro's shaft with her hands.

"Tokiko, I'm gonna..."

Hearing his groan, Tokiko knew he was reaching over the edge. Not wanting his essence to spill over her hands, Tokiko's hazy mind took no time to contemplate a way to keep things clean.

"Hhmmmph~."

She used her mouth. As Kotaro's thick rod gave out a strong pulsation, Tokiko quickly took his length, pushing all the way down to the base. Her jaw felt a bit ached, the hot load spurting into her throat made Tokiko quivered. At the same time, the bed sheet soaked as her orgasm followed, the hot warm fleshy taste and the manly smell did nothing to help her hold back in that intoxicated moment.

"Hmmmphh...hhmppp!"

Jerking her head up, Tokiko popped a sound as she pulled away and pressed her lips together as quickly as she could. It was only a short spurt from him, yet the ejaculation nearly filled up her mouth. There was a slightly sweet taste somewhere, he'd been eating fruits to help with his recovery at home. He followed her advice while she was away, it brought Tokiko a sense of happiness.

In one gulp, she swallowed his hot seeds, her hands sensually traced her skin to follow the creamy flow inside, from the throat down to the cleavage and stopped by the belly. Because it was Kotaro's, it was a pleasant feeling to remember.

"Eh?!"

When she looked back at Kotaro, he was still rocked hard. Watching her swallow his semen caused an aching urge. It raised upward, throbbing with more strength to give, not yet satisfied.

"Can't help it. After what you just did, my turn."

Hunching over, he had Tokiko lie on her back, the erected member digging into her belly. Her hip was shaking, juices leaked out without any reservation. Tokiko wondered how far it could push into her womb. She watched him lining the head of his shaft before the soaked entrance, low moans whispered into his hair as he began.

Thrust!

"Hyaahh! Oh! A-Amazing~!" Tokiko squealed, lips puckering.

The moment the rigid shaft kissed her flower bud, it shoved deep inside the most sensitive spot. This was it, her body had been hungry for this! The euphoria didn't stop at her sexual needs being relieved, he was holding her hands, fingers entwined and kissed her on the forehead like a lover.

To be embraced by the person she loved the most, it felt like a blissful dream.

At first they matched together with a steady tempo, then slowly the swinging of their hips gradually got faster.

"K-Kotaro! Yes! Yes~!"

Tokiko's voice was getting louder, she didn't care if Saika or Amane catch wind of this. With each thrust, the lewd sounds echoed loudly. The entire estate might have heard everything. The competition wasn't truly over even after this, Tokiko didn't take this as a win for her. If anything she'd just upped the stakes, to fill in the empty spotlight everyone had been too lenient to each other to step in.

A single tear shedded from her eye, glittered in the moonlight. The euphoria was overwhelming her senses, so much Tokiko nearly forgot to match the timing with his thrusts. The stretching walls inside her convulsed, sending sparks across the body. Tokiko realized she was closed, and from the look on his strained face, Kotaro was about to hit his limit. Breaking off the kiss, the string of saliva connecting their tongues snapped as she rolled her head back.

Tokiko climaxed, the orgasm hit her like a tidal wave.

"There's so...much."

Her whole body loosened until the trembling stopped. What she received from Kotaro began to seep out of the lower lip. Drawing a heavy sigh, Kotaro slowly retracted his waist to pull out from inside Tokiko. However, she wrapped her arms around him.

"Don't let it out." Tokiko pleaded, an obscene light in her eyes. "I want us to stay like this, Kotaro."

"Okay."

Because she'd said so, Kotaro had no reason to back out just yet. Once again, gentle whispers left her lip as they started round two.

"Ye..shh...right there...Kotaro...kun..."

"Tokiko?"

"...dee...p...deep...in..side...me."

"Tokiko."

"...looo..ve...you..."

"Wake up, Tokiko."

"I..Y-Yeshh?!" Tokiko sat up with a startled.

It was already morning. She was still in his room, though not on the same bed. Tokiko noticed she was on top the futon which she recalled Kotaro had shoved into the closet yesterday.

Now, wait a minute.

Instead of a shirt and a black lace panty, she was wearing a full body pajama. Tokiko did not remember anything about this part, she'd entered his room with the intention to seduce him, not sharing a sleepover.

"Why am I...?"

Utterly confused, she turned to the Young Master who was looking at her from his desk.

"Last night you were drunk." He said.

Eh?

"You came here with a bottle of wine." He tapped the mentioned bottle on his desk. "Not yet opened though, and you fell asleep pretty quickly while we were chatting so I just left it on my desk."

Eh?! Just like that?!

"Nothing happened?!"

"What happened? What do you mean?"

"But! But we...!"

Vivid memories from last night flashed in her mind. The kisses, the thrusts, the fingers and the way they shared many climaxes together, were all of those just her own imagination within a dream?!

"Yeah, you mumbled a lot while you were sleeping too."

EEEHHHHH?!

Embarrassment shot through the roof, unable to control her feeling, Tokiko blushed red and bowed her head at the Young Master.

"My apology, Oyakata-sama! I've showed you such an unsightly behavior of mine! I'll take my leave now!"

She left without looking back. Oh no! The bottle! She re-entered his room, grabbed the bottle and with a shyness that made her skin look like a tomato, she muttered a "Good morning" to Kotaro before closing back the door.

"..."

Finally alone in his room, Kotaro let out a big sigh.

"Didn't think that would work."

After saying those vague words to himself, he reached for the closet to check on something. Inside the gap where sunlight had yet to reach, a stained bed sheet was shoved into a plastic bag.

"Gotta wash it later."

He would have to do that without being seen by Saika, Amane and the rest of the guests in his home.

In the shower, Tokiko tried to recall her memory of how their passionate night came to an end.

If she remembered it right, her last orgasm would be at the fifth round...or the sixth round...did they make it to six? Anyway, what mattered was that everything blacked out afterward. Did she faint because the two went overboard and this was how it turned out?

Tokiko shook her head. The more she thought about it, things didn't add up. At the very least, she felt completely refreshed upon waking up. Surely something must had happened last night. And why would she bring wine to his room just to chat about something?

Could it be...Oyakata-sama...?

While she pondered over a certain possibility, a strange sensation suddenly appeared. Pinkish light blended into her surrounding, Tokiko carefully scanned around for any suspicious hints. But there were no distinctive movements or noises, just her and water from the running showerhead.

As she glimpsed at the mirror, Tokiko realized that strange pinkish light came from her own body. A heart-shape symbol shone, located at the abdomen.

"This is...?!"

After a quick blink, it was no longer there. The Love Crest vanished without a trace.

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