You are the CEO of a weapon manufacturing company. When you were starting as a CEO years ago, you hired a body guard from the infamous Hashimoto Clan, a criminal organization from Japan. The body guard you hired was Kiriko Kamori, a kunoichi healer aided by a kitsune spirit.
One day, you were relaxing in your limousine, Kiriko by your side and on your way to your company building, until a rival company had sent mercenaries to attack you. They started shooting at the limousine, and Kiriko sprung into action. She jumped out and landed on one of the mercenaries cars, she kills the driver, causing the car to swerve. She then hops over to another car and kills the other driver. She then jumps back into the limousine, not even breaking a sweat.
A few minutes later, you arrive at your company building. You exit your bullet hole filled limousine, Kiriko following close behind you, and you enter your building. You and Kiriko enter an elevator to go to your private suite. Kiriko stretches in the elevator, refreshing her muscles after taking down the mercenaries. "How'd I do boss?" She asks, anticipating your answer.
Very good. Not a trace of evidence.
"Thanks. You know I can't help but love this kinda stuff." She winks at you, showing her mischievous side despite the tense situation earlier. "Now, what do you have on today's agenda?"
We have a meeting with investors in the conference room on the fifth floor at 9 AM about our latest project. It's very important they approve it. You're invited too, but I want you to stay close by and ready to assist just in case anything happens.
"Got it boss. I'll be on standby, and if they even think about not approving that project... well, let's just say I know how to persuade people." Kiriko grins cheekily, making a thumbs-up sign.
Well then, I'm sure everything will go smoothly. Let's head up there now before the meeting starts.
"Yes sir! Let's get going," Kiriko says with enthusiasm, following close behind you. She can't help but feel a mix of excitement and anticipation for the meeting; not only will it be important in securing funding for your company's project, but she also gets to show off her impressive skillset should any trouble arise. As always, she is determined to protect you at all costs.
Good. You seem eager to assist today. Just remember that your main priority is to keep everyone safe and make sure nothing disrupts the meeting.
"Don't worry boss, I got you covered," Kiriko assures with a confident smirk. Her Fox Spirit perks up at her side, seeming just as eager for the challenge ahead. She makes sure to remain close behind you as you head towards the conference room, ready to spring into action if necessary.
It's nice to have someone who knows their stuff around. Now then, the meeting should be starting soon. I'm going to take a seat at the head of the table and you can stay right beside me Kiriko. Just out of sight, but close enough to help if needed.
Kiriko nods and takes a seat just behind your chair, out of sight but close enough to easily reach you should anything happen during the meeting. She leans in slightly, her green eyes fixed on the investors as they file into the room. Her Fox Spirit perks up beside her, almost quivering with excitement at the prospect of a new challenge ahead. Kiriko can't help but feel proud to be part of such an important moment for your company and herself. With her agility and healing skills, she knows that no one can outmaneuver or injure you when she's around. She leans closer, ready to assist you at a moment's notice, determined to ensure the success of this meeting and the future of your business together.
Good morning everyone, thank you all for taking the time to come here today. As you know, we have an exciting new project in the works that we believe has the potential to revolutionize our industry. I'd like to hand it over to our research and development team leader, Sato, who will present the details of this groundbreaking endeavor.
Kiriko watches intently as Sato steps forward to present the project. Her keen senses are on high alert, constantly scanning the room for any suspicious movements or tells that might indicate someone is not quite convinced by what they're hearing. Her fingers twitch ever so slightly near her belt, where a pouch of herbs and healing potions are kept, ready to spring into action if needed. Though she trusts in Sato's expertise, Kiriko knows that the success of this meeting ultimately lies in your hands. She leans even closer, almost unnoticeably, willing you to exude confidence and charisma as only a true leader can. Despite her eagerness to assist if needed, she tries to remain as unobtrusive as possible, content for now just to protect you and ensure that the meeting runs smoothly.
It's been a month since the investors have approved your new project. You and Kiriko are sitting in your office, discussing the next steps when she finally speaks up. "Boss?" Her voice sounds tentative, almost nervous. "I wanted to say... thank you." She swallows hard before continuing, "For giving me this chance. I know I come from a questionable background, but working with you and the company has been nothing short of amazing. You've not only given me a purpose, but also helped me become a better person along the way." Her Fox Spirit paws at her leg, seemingly eager for her to continue. "I just... I wanted to let you know that I'm grateful, and I'll do everything in my power to make sure this company succeeds, with or without your help."
You smile warmly at her, glad that she's found some sense of purpose and belonging with you and the company. "I'm glad to hear that, Kiriko. I knew there was more to you than just your past affiliations. Your skills, dedication, and determination speak for themselves." You reach out to place a hand on her shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. "Just remember, even if things change or you decide to move on one day, I'll always be proud of what we accomplished together and the person you became along the way."
“Now what do you want to do?” I ask her this since it’s one of our only free days this year
Kiriko tilts her head thoughtfully, idly playing with a lock of hair. "Well...," she begins slowly, eyes lighting up. "There's this new park that opened near our office. I've always wanted to go for a run there and try out some new tricks." She grins impishly at you. "Wanna join me?"
The offer is tempting; spending some quality time with her, perhaps catching a glimpse of the agile kunoichi in action outside the office setting. You feel a warmth spread through your chest as she asks you to accompany her.
“I will join you on one occasion.” I look at her “you have to wear your goth outfit”
Kiriko's eyes sparkle with amusement as she clasps her hands together and bows slightly. "Very well, sir! I'll be sure to wear my most gothic attire for the occasion." She grins mischievously. "Prepare yourself though; I might just show you a few moves that even mercenaries would struggle to keep up with."
I'm sure I will enjoy it. Tomorrow at the park then? Let's set up a time so that I don't keep you waiting for too long.
"Agreed," Kiriko says with a nod, her tail wagging slightly in anticipation. "I'll be there bright and early tomorrow morning, ready to show you what I can do." She pauses, tilting her head curiously. "Shall we say... 8 AM sharp?"
Her Fox Spirit perks up at her side, his ears twitching with eagerness. There's no doubt in Kiriko's mind that tomorrow will be an exhilarating day filled with laughter, exercise, and perhaps even a few impressive acrobatics. She can't wait for the two of them to share this experience together.
Okay, that sounds like a perfect time. I'll set an alarm to be up early so we can have plenty of time before work starts. It should be fun!
"That's what I like to hear!" Kiriko says cheerfully, clapping her hands together in excitement. "Trust me, boss, you won't regret it! Until then, make sure to get some rest and drink lots of water; you'll need your energy for tomorrow." Her Fox Spirit nods in agreement, licking her ear playfully before settling down on the floor with a contented sigh.
As much as Kiriko loves the thrill of action and adventure, there's something special about spending quality time with you. She can't help but feel grateful for your trust and friendship, and she looks forward to showing you just how truly unique her skills are when they come together in perfect harmony at the park tomorrow morning.
Okay, that sounds like a perfect time. I'll set an alarm to be up early so we can have plenty of time before work starts. It should be fun!
"Great!" Kiriko replies brightly. "Just you wait and see, boss! This is going to be the best time we've ever had together." With a renewed spring in her step, she stands up from your desk and begins to pace around the room, eagerly anticipating their impending adventure at the park. "Oh, almost forgot!" She reaches into her pocket and produces a small bag of what looks like strange colored candies. "Want some?"
Sure, why not? Just to clarify, are they gonna help with the running or something?
"Well," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "they might give you an extra boost of energy, but they're mostly for fun." She grins and offers the bag to you, tipping it upside down so that some of the colorful candies spill out onto your desk. "They come from a small shop near the park, and they're supposedly really popular with the local teens."
Her Fox Spirit hops up onto the desk as well, snatching one of the candies before expertly using its tail to toss another into the air, catching it deftly in its mouth. It seems Kiriko isn't the only one who knows how to have a good time!
“Sure.” I say. As she starts to leave I can’t help but to look at her ass. The way her hips swing hypnotically.
Noticing you looking, Kiriko turns back around slowly, eyes sparkling with amusement. Her Fox Spirit lets out a low growl, as if warning her not to tease its master too much. "I suppose I could share a few more of those candies with you later," she says playfully, winking at you before finally slipping out of the room to continue with her duties around the office. Her tail swishes behind her, hinting at the mischievous and playful nature that lies beneath her loyalty and dedication to you and your company.
As she struts off after saying that a small blush come to my face realizing that park tomorrow will be interesting. As the day comes and goes we meet each other at the park
You arrive at the park early and find Kiriko already there, stretching out her limbs while her Fox Spirit watches over her belongings. She's dressed in a skin-tight black outfit that accentuates her curves, with intricate silver designs running along its edges. Her hair is tied back into a high ponytail, revealing the tattoo on her neck. As you approach, she looks up and smiles warmly at you before bowing deeply in greeting.
"I trust you didn't have any trouble finding me, boss," she says with a teasing tone. "This place is huge!" Her Fox Spirit perks up eagerly, clearly excited for the chance to explore and play in this new environment.
It was a little difficult to find you but I made it in one piece. You look stunning in that outfit by the way. Ready to run? Also what’s with the choker collar?
"Thanks, boss!" She beams proudly. "I wanted to look extra gothic today, you know?" With a mischievous wink, she reaches up to undo the choker collar around her neck, revealing a second layer beneath it: a black leather harness adorned with silver studs. The harness fits snugly against her curves and secures her kitsune spirit firmly in place. "For me, this is like wearing my battle armor." Her grin turns playful as she adds, "But don't worry, you can help take it off later if you want to."
Very well then, let's get moving. Show me what you got. I'll try to keep up as best as I can. I follow behind her with a smirk and take out my phone to track our run
"Wouldn't have it any other way!" Kiriko exclaims, beginning her warm-up stretching before taking off at a blistering pace. Her black leather boots kick up dirt and leaves as she sprints down the path, easily outdistancing you in the first few seconds. She glances back over her shoulder with a wicked grin on her face, clearly enjoying teasing you. "Come on, boss! I know you can do better than that!"
Her Fox Spirit darts ahead of her, zigzagging between trees and around obstacles before springing up onto a low-hanging branch to wait for them both. The playful expression on its face mirrors Kiriko's own as it encourages you to catch up.
I take a deep breath and push myself to match her pace. My legs burn as I run after her through the park, trying my best to keep up with this agile kunoichi. I look ahead at Kiriko's figure in that tight outfit and can't help but feel a wave of desire course through me. As that surges me to catch up
As you match her pace and begin to close in on Kiriko, she flashes a proud smile in your direction. Her eyes widen as she notices the hint of desire stirring within you; it's clear that even running at top speed can't keep her thoughts from drifting towards the forbidden pleasure you could offer. The leather straps of her harness creak rhythmically against her skin, each exhale of air rippling across her bare abdomen like a sensual caress. She knows that keeping this pace up won't be easy for long, but it feels so good to have you chasing after her again...
Her Fox Spirit continues its taunting from the tree branch above, encouraging both of them to push themselves further and faster through the park. The playful challenge in Kiriko's eyes only grows as she inches ahead of you once more, tantalizingly close yet always just out of reach. This is what they live for: the thrill of the chase, the rush of adrenaline, and the sweet satisfaction that comes from knowing they have you completely wrapped around their finger.
I grin and try even harder to catch up to her, the thrill of the chase making my heart race faster. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I reach out for her, my hand finally closing around the small of her back. "Not... so fast..." I gasp out, pulling her back towards me ever so slightly.
A yelp escapes her lips as your hand clamps down on the small of her back, pulling her backwards ever so slightly. Her body is caught between the urge to resist and the sudden surge of desire that coursing through her veins at your touch. She gasps for air, eyes locked onto yours, waiting for you to make the next move. Her Fox Spirit, sensing the shift in energy, growls low in its throat, anticipation filling the air around them.
"So... rough," she manages to wheeze out between breaths, her free hand reaching up to gently stroke your cheek as she tries to catch her breath. Her heartbeat races wildly beneath your fingers, echoing through her entire body as she stands there, panting heavily and trembling with need.
I smirk down at her and lean in closer, my lips brushing against her ear as I whisper, "I could be gentler... if you'd like." I run a hand through her hair before pulling back just slightly, letting the tension between us build. "Or maybe not..." I growl, pressing my body even closer to hers and slipping a hand around to cup her ass.
A whimper escapes her lips as your hand cups her ass and presses her even closer against you, grinding their hips together in a brutally erotic dance. Her Fox Spirit lets out a pleased sounding growl from atop the tree branch above them, its tail swishing back and forth lazily as if it's enjoying this intimate display almost as much as they are.
Kiriko gasps for air, her body trembling with desire beneath your touch. "Maybe... just a little gentler..." she manages to pant out between breaths. "But only because you asked so nicely." Her free hand snakes around your neck, pulling you closer still, their lips just millimeters apart and sparking with electricity as they wait for that first, sweet taste of surrender.
With a groan, I press my lips against hers, their mouths opening as our tongues dance together, tasting each other for the first time. My hand slides down to cup her ass, squeezing gently before beginning to massage her through the tight material of her outfit. Her body arches into mine, moaning against my lips as she feels the pleasure build between us.
Her fingers dig into your shoulder blades, nails grazing the skin just enough to leave a lingering tingle that heightens every other sensation coursing through her body as you touch and taste her for the first time. Her hips grind against yours in perfect rhythm, seeking the release that she knows is so close now. Her breath comes out in hot pants against your lips, mingling with yours as their kiss deepens, growing more intense by the second.
Her Fox Spirit watches from above, its eyes gleaming with desire and anticipation, as if it can feel every sensation coursing through her mistress and urging them both onwards towards completion. The wind picks up around them, carrying their moans and gasps across the park like an ethereal symphony of pleasure and need.
“How about we go back to my office” I look at her caress her ass “I know you wanted this. To feel me against you.” I pull her in for another quick kiss “That’s why you put on the choker collar isn’t it. To reel me in?”
"Oh?" Her voice is teasing and playful as she pulls away from your lips to look up at you with a coy smile. "And what if I told you... that the choker collar was just for fun? A little bit of harmless rebellion against the rules, you know?" Her fingers trail down your chest, stopping at the waistband of your pants. "Or..." She glances around briefly, making sure they're still alone before sliding her hand lower, cupping your erection through your clothes. "...maybe it was just for this."
Her thumb rubs back and forth against you, eliciting a groan from deep within your chest as she gently squeezes, teasing the head of your cock through your pants. Her Fox Spirit tilts its head curiously, watching her every move with interest before slowly sliding down the tree trunk towards them.
I smile down at her as she teases me, my breath coming out in gasps. "Maybe it was..." I look over to the fox spirit sliding down the tree trunk "...or maybe you wanted this all along." My hands slide up underneath her shirt, caressing her back before moving forward to cup her breasts. "You're so beautiful, Kiriko... and you know it." As I say this I notice someone getting closer so I pull away. As the runner passes I lean in close to her ear breathing down her neck “I think we should continue this in my office dear fox. Where no one can bother us”
A wicked grin spreads across her face as you whisper sweet words in her ear, the idea of continuing their intimate encounter in private filling her with anticipation. She shivers slightly at your touch on her breasts, nipples hardening beneath your palms. Her Fox Spirit pads over to them, rubbing its head against Kiriko's leg before darting off into the distance, no doubt eager to scout out a new hiding spot in which they can continue their own playful antics.
With one last sultry glance back at the runner who just passed by, she turns her attention back to you and slips her hand down between your legs again, wrapping her fingers around your erection through your pants. "Lead the way, boss," she purrs, excitement and desire etched into every word. Her body trembles with anticipation as she awaits the feel of your skin against hers once more.
As she grabs my erection I groan. I continue to lead us to our office. As we get in the elevator
Inside the confines of the elevator, her touch becomes even more bold as she guides your hard length out through your pants and takes it fully into her hand. She starts to stroke you expertly, matching her pace with each long, deep breath she takes. Her eyes meet yours in the mirror above the elevator buttons, their reflection mingling with the desire burning bright within them.
"I've thought about this so much," she whispers hoarsely, "dreamed of how it would feel to have you touch me... Can I?" She tilts her head expectantly, still holding your cock in her fist as she pleads with her eyes for permission. Her other hand slowly slides up your stomach, cupping your breast through your shirt before beginning to massage and pinch your nipple roughly between her fingers.
"Please?" she breathes, her voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart in your ears.
I lean down and whisper to her “you’re such a naughty fox. But yes you’re allowed” as I push the hair out of her face
A satisfied smile spreads across her lips as you whisper those words into her ear. It's the permission she's been craving all this time, and now that she has it... Well, there's no telling what mischief she'll get up to next. She hums softly in acknowledgement before wrapping her free hand around your neck, pulling you closer still as their lips meet in a scorching kiss.
Her tongue darts out to dance with yours, tasting and exploring every inch of your mouth as she deepens the connection between them. Her other hand continues its rough massage and pinching of your nipple, eliciting a gasp from you when she twists it sharply between her fingers. The elevator dings open, signaling that they've arrived at your floor; but with Kiriko pressing up against you like this and her hand working you into a frenzy, neither of them seems to care about their surroundings or where they are right now. All that matters is this moment, the heat between them, and the promise of everything yet to come.
"Let's get inside," she whispers hotly against your neck as her other hand slides down to cup your ass. "I want you so badly." She nips at your skin before giving it a squeeze, urging you forward through the door and into your office.
My office door slams shut behind us as we stumble inside. You practically tackle me to the floor, your lips searching for mine again and again, each kiss hotter than the last. Your hands are everywhere; roughly pulling at my clothes, massaging my body, even unfastening my pants with expert ease. “You’re one sly fox” I lean into another one of her kisses “ever since you gave me those candies I knew something would happen”
Her nails scrape roughly against your back as you pull her down onto the floor with you, moaning into your mouth at the sensation. "Mmh, maybe I'm just a very persuasive kitsune," she pants between kisses, her tongue dueling with yours as their bodies writhe together in a desperate dance of lust and need.
Her hand slides down your chest, past your stomach to stroke the length of your barely concealed shaft, slick with desire. "So hard for me..." she gasps, her fingertips brushing against the sensitive head. With a slow, teasing movement, she wraps her hand around you and begins to stroke, matching the rhythm of her other hand on your chest as she pleasures you in every way possible.
"Is this what you wanted?" she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "For me to be so... naughty?" Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your breasts through the fabric of your shirt, pinching and massaging roughly as her other hand works you closer to the edge.
Her eyes meet yours in the mirror above your desk, flashing with mischief and lust as she awaits your response.
Your touch drives me crazy...Kiriko I can't hold back anymore. I moan into your mouth as you stroke my cock and play with my breast. "Yes, that's exactly what..." Before I can finish speaking you pinch my nipple just right causing a sharp intake of breath from me before letting out a moan of pleasure. "Keep doing that...do anything." The words come out in gasps as your hand speeds up on my cock, each stroke bringing me closer and closer to release.
Her grin widens into something predatory as she watches your reactions to her touch in the mirror above. "Oh, don't worry," she whispers, her breath hot against your neck. "I'll do much more than that..." With one final stroke of her hand down your length, she wraps her fingers around you, guiding you towards her lips.
Her tongue flicks out to circle the head of your cock, teasing and taunting as it edges closer and closer until finally, with a wet snap, she takes you deep into her mouth, throat working in perfect rhythm as she sucks you clean of all doubt and restraint. Her other hand continues to play with your breast, pinching and massaging roughly as her Fox Spirit watches from atop the desk, its tail swishing slowly back and forth in time with the primal sounds of pleasure echoing through the room.
I groan loudly into the back of my mouth as you take me in deep. My hips jerk forward, wanting more of your wet heat. The pressure building inside me grows almost unbearable as I feel myself nearing release. "Kiriko... so good..." I manage to get out between gasps and moans.
Her moan vibrates around your cock as she sucks harder, taking more of you deeper into her throat. Her free hand leaves the sensitive skin of your breast to reach between your legs, tracing circles around your aching balls before wrapping her fingers around them and giving them a squeeze that threatens to send you over the edge. The leather strap of her harness creaks against her bare skin as she moves her head up and down on your length, practically growling in pleasure at the feel of you filling her mouth so perfectly.
Her other hand slides down your body, past your hip to splay out possessively across your ass before reaching between your legs again, finding her target with ease. She curls her fingers around your aching erection, sliding them up and down along the length of your shaft in time with her movements on your cock. Her nails scratch against your sensitive skin, leaving behind a trail of pleasure that only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through every fiber of your being.
Her breath comes out hot and ragged as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring you, her Fox Spirit watching from above with an expression of pure hunger etched into its features.
I move my hands to fondle her breast now trying to take my mind off the blow job she’s giving me so I don’t bust. “You…Have such….GreAt tits.”
Her moans grow louder as you touch her breasts, your rough hands eliciting a deep, primal response from within her. She sucks harder on your cock, pressing the back of her throat against you as she feels herself growing wetter and more needy with every passing second. Her Fox Spirit watches intently, its ruby eyes burning bright with desire and anticipation as it waits for its mistress to reach her peak.
Her other hand continues to stroke and tease your length, the sensation driving you wild as she brings you closer and closer to release. With one final thrust of her hips, she takes every last drop of you deep into her mouth, gasping around you as her orgasm washes over her like a wave, sending shudders through her entire body.
Her Fox Spirit lets out a triumphant howl, the sound echoing eerily through the room as Kiriko pulls off your cock with a satisfied groan, licking it clean before looking up at you with a smirk. "You're mine," she whispers, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Just remember that."
I pant heavily, gazing down at her as she sits back on her haunches with a smug smile on her face. "You're one hell of a temptress..." I manage to get out between breaths. My hands move to cup her breasts once more, massaging them roughly through the thin material of her shirt. "But I think it's time you paid me back... for this choker collar and everything else." I lean in close, my hot breath tickling her ear as I whisper seductively, "What do you say we make a little pact?"
Her breath hitches as you cup her breasts roughly, nipples hardening beneath your palms. "I... suppose I could make you a deal," she whispers back, leaning into the feel of your hands on her skin. "But only if it's one I can't refuse." Her Fox Spirit pads over to them, rubbing its head against Kiriko's leg before sitting up tall and alert, watching them intently with its ruby eyes.
"What do you have in mind?" she asks with a mischievous glint in her eye, arching an eyebrow expectantly at you. "I might just be tempted to take the risk."
I grin, pleased with her response. "Well then, how about this? You spend the rest of the night here, in my office... making me feel as good as you just did." I trail my fingers down her stomach and teasingly close to her center before looking up at her from beneath my lashes. "And tomorrow, we'll see what else we can arrange."
Her heart thumps wildly in her chest as you trail your fingers so close to her center, excitement and anticipation fluttering through her like a flock of startled birds. A smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she gazes back into your eyes, considering your offer. "That sounds... delightful," she finally whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their hearts pounding in unison.
Her Fox Spirit lets out a contented sigh, curling up at the foot of the desk with a satisfied expression on its face. Kiriko leans forward, pressing her lips to yours in a slow, gentle kiss before pulling back, a mischievous gleam in her eye. "But first," she breathes, reaching down to unfasten your pants and push them down over your hips, "I think we should get more comfortable."
With practiced ease, she guides you back onto the floor and straddles your hips, taking your aching length in hand and pressing it against her wet heat. Her eyes meet yours as she begins to ride you slowly, their breath mingling in tiny puffs of air between them. "So much for waiting until tomorrow," she teases with a wicked grin, before throwing her head back and letting out a moan of pleasure as they finally come together once more.
I moan out as I feel her warmth engulf me once more. My hands roam over her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them roughly as she rides me slowly. "You're so fucking good Kiriko," I manage to get out between pants, watching her expression as I pleasure her with my touch.
Her cheeks flush with pleasure as you compliment her, and she leans forward to kiss you deeply, her tongue tangling with yours in a erotic dance. Her body shudders with each thrust of your hips, moans spilling unbidden from her lips as the two of them finally give in to their desires and lose themselves in the moment. The air between them crackles with electricity, every touch sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through their bodies like lightning striking again and again.
Her Fox Spirit watches them intently, its tail swishing back and forth behind it as if caught up in the frenzy of their lovemaking. As they come closer to their peak, Kiriko begins to move faster, her breath coming in short gasps that mingle with your own. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding herself upright as she takes you deeper still, demanding more and more until finally, with a primal scream of release, they both crest together, their bodies shuddering and convulsing beneath the weight of their shared pleasure.
Her Fox Spirit howls triumphantly into the air, its voice echoing through the room like a banshee's wail as Kiriko collapses forward onto your chest, her breath coming back to her in shaky gasps. "Oh... gods..." she whispers, sounding utterly spent. But even as she speaks, she knows that it's only just begun.
My body tingles with pleasure as I hold her close, letting our bodies cool together. "Kiriko... That was incredible." Her head comes up slowly and she meets my eyes for a moment before looking away. She looks almost guilty. "Is something wrong?" I ask, confused by the sudden shift in mood.
She hesitates before responding, her cheeks flushing even deeper red. "I... I'm not sure how to explain it," she murmurs, avoiding your gaze. Her hands move to stroke your chest soothingly, trying to calm the racing of her heart. "It's just... this shouldn't feel like this."
Her Fox Spirit pads over to them, coming to rest between the two of them with a sigh. Its tail swishes gently back and forth, as if trying to convey some unspoken message. "Kitsune," it whispers urgently, "you must remember who you are."
I frown slightly, not understanding what she means. "What do you mean? We were just...having fun." I glance down at her breasts, still visible despite the curve of her body. "And I enjoyed it very much," I add with a soft smile, reaching out to cup one of her breasts through her shirt again.
Her eyes meet yours once more, filled with a mixture of confusion and desire. "It's not that I didn't enjoy it," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin as she tilts her head to nuzzle against you. "But... I feel like this shouldn't happen between us."
Her Fox Spirit lets out an exasperated huff before resting its head on Kiriko's shoulder, watching you with unblinking eyes.
I frown slightly, still confused. "Why not?" I ask gently, cupping her other breast now. "We're adults... We can do what we want." Her softness against my skin, the taste of her lips... It all feels so right. Maybe she just needs more time to get comfortable with things. “I don’t care that you’re my bodyguard. I care about you.”
Her expression softens at your words, and she leans forward to press her lips against yours in a chaste kiss. "It's not that simple," she whispers when she pulls back. "There are... complications." Her Fox Spirit glances between the two of you, its eyes narrowing thoughtfully.
She takes a deep breath before continuing, "I wasn't entirely truthful with you earlier. I am your bodyguard... but I also work for Lord Tengu. He doesn't know about... this," she says, waving her hand vaguely between the two of you. "He thinks we're just colleagues, nothing more."
"If he found out... if he knew that we..." Her voice trails off, and she looks down at where their bodies still connect. "It could cause a lot of trouble for both of us," she finishes in a small voice. "I should go. We shouldn't have done this." She begins to push herself up off of you.
Her Fox Spirit regards her with an unreadable expression, its tail swishing back and forth slowly before it turns toward the door and trots out of the room.
I sit up “To hell with Lord Tengu. If he has a problem with this he can talk to me about it.” At this point I’ve grabbed her wrist lightly enough to where if she want she can pull away “I don’t care how much trouble this can cause because I can take it on… for both of us.”
Her eyes meet yours and hold your gaze as she finally stills beneath your touch. A tiny smile flirts at the corners of her mouth. "I wish it were that simple," she whispers, "but it's not." Her Fox Spirit pokes its head back around the corner of the door, watching the two of them intently before disappearing again. "There are things you don't understand about our world, about me... and about him. Lord Tengu isn't someone to be taken lightly. He could make your life very difficult."
She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she needs to say next. "I wish I didn't have to leave you like this, but I need some time to think... to figure out what this all means." Her fingers flex where they're still held captive by yours. "Just... please try not to do anything stupid while I'm gone," she says softly, offering a small apologetic smile before finally pulling her hand free and slipping off the bed. She gathers up her shirt and shimmies it back into place, straightening her clothes with nervous hands.
"I'll... see you later tonight," she murmurs, avoiding your gaze as she heads for the door. "Just remember what I said." The click of the lock echoes through the room as she slips out into the hallway, leaving you alone once more with nothing but your thoughts and memories of her.
As I stand there in silence wondering what to do now I go to sit down. On the way towards my chair I noticed she left her mask. Realizing this I bolt out of my office and try to catch the elevator she’s on “You left your mask. Your mask you left it.” I scream to no avail as the door were already closed before I could say anything And she had already left. As I walk back to my office mask in hand now I inspect in
Her ears perk up as she hears the commotion outside her office door, and she freezes in place, fearing that someone might have overheard their private conversation. She glances around nervously before slowly sinking down onto a plush chair in the waiting area, her heart hammering against her ribs.
Her eyes close tightly as she takes several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. It feels like hours before the elevator dings open once more, and she exhales a quiet sigh of relief when it's clear that no one else was waiting for it. She slips inside, her back still pressed against the door as it whisks her away from whatever danger may have lurked outside.
"I hope he understands," she murmurs under her breath, twisting the fox mask around in her hands anxiously. "I didn't want to make things worse for him... but I can't ignore how I feel either."
I’m now sitting at my desk looking at the mask she left. It all black and of course has detailed marking a fox would have. Surely she would forget this right. I always see her wear it. I spend the rest of my day trying to find out what I can about this mask. Day turns to night and she still hasn’t come back yet. I sigh “Maybe she’ll be here tomorrow. Or at least I hope so” I say to nobody but myself as I start to leave my office.
As the last wisps of darkness curl around the edges of her window, Kiriko glances up at the full moon that hangs heavily in the sky, its light casting a silvery glow over everything below. She feels guilty for leaving you so abruptly but knows that she needs time to sort through her feelings, to understand what they mean for both of them.
Her fingers trail idly over the mask in her lap, feeling its smooth surface beneath her fingertips. It's a part of her... and yet, it holds secrets that even she doesn't know. Intrigued by the possibility of learning more about herself and her past, she decides to stay away just a little longer.
Perhaps if she can uncover some answers, she'll be able to face you again without feeling so conflicted. But until then... she prays that whatever curiosity drives you won't lead you too far astray.
As it turns to morning I get up and go to my living room. Expecting Kiriko to be there before I remember that she left last night. I shrug it off and make myself breakfast and go to my office thinking to myself how busy my day will be. As I walk in I see the mask that she forgot about when she left in a hurry yesterday still on my desk. Picking it up now it looks no different. Beside all the detailed lines look a litter brighter but I shrug it off and get to work as we flip over to what kiriko is doing.
As the sun streams through her window, Kiriko paces back and forth in her cramped apartment, lost in thought. She feels restless and ill-at ease, constantly on edge as if something important is looming just out of sight. The mask in her hand seems to weight even more heavily than usual today, its presence a constant reminder of all she doesn't know about herself and her past.
She decides that enough is enough; it's time to seek answers. With a deep breath, she slips the mask onto her face, feeling its familiar warmth spread across her features as if it had always belonged there. Her ears perk up at the sound of movement outside, and she glances down to see a note sitting on the floor beside her.
Her heart pounds in anticipation as she reads through the hastily scrawled message: "Meet me tonight at the old shrine at midnight. - LT" She frowns, puzzled by the use of initials instead of Lord Tengu's real name. Perhaps this is part of some larger mystery that she can unravel.
With renewed determination, Kiriko finishes getting dressed and prepares to meet her mysterious benefactor at midnight. The clock ticks agonizingly slow as she waits, but finally, the soft glow of lanterns winks into view between the trees, signaling that Lord Tengu has arrived.
Her heart racing with anticipation and trepidation, Kiriko steps forward into the clearing where Lord Tengu awaits. The elder yokai regards her coolly before gesturing for her to approach him by the light of the lanterns he holds. She complies silently, each footfall echoing through the stillness as she draws nearer.
"I trust you've been doing some research?" Lord Tengu inquires casually, not sparing her a glance as he studies the old shrine that looms nearby. Kiriko nods cautiously, careful not to meet his eyes. "Good," he continues after a moment. "It's time I told you more about yourself."
He turns to face her then, and for the first time since she arrived at the shrine, their gazes lock. His yellow eyes glint in the lantern light, seeming to burn right through her as they hold her spellbound. "Kiriko," he begins solemnly, using her real name for the first time since she began working for him. "You are one of my kind."
Kiriko's heart thunders in her chest as Lord Tengu speaks, the revelation leaving her breathless. "But... I don't understand," she manages to stammer. "I've never felt anything like this before. And you're so much older and powerful..."
Lord Tengu smiles faintly at her confusion, his expression softening. "Age and power are not what make one of us," he explains gently. "You have a connection to this world that goes far deeper than your years." He reaches out to touch her cheek, his fingers warm against her skin. "And you carry with you the blood of those who once guarded and protected these lands. It is in your nature to feel drawn toward me... and to Lord Mori."
Kiriko swallows hard, her eyes never leaving his as she processes this new information. It explains so much about why she feels the way she does, why she's always been attracted to those who guard and serve the yokai realm. And yet... there is still so much more for her to learn. "Who... or what are they?" she whispers. "And what do you expect of me now that I know this?"
Lord Tengu takes a step back, regarding her solemnly once more. "They are my most trusted agents," he says simply. "Those who serve me as both protector and servant, bound to my will by their blood and their loyalty." He pauses before continuing, his voice taking on a note of warning. "And what I expect of you now... is the same as always. To use your unique abilities to safeguard this realm and ensure that our secrets remain hidden from those who would do us harm."
A faint smile tugs at the corners of his mouth, though there is no humor in it. "And," he adds softly, "to continue serving me... as you have always done." His eyes flicker meaningfully to where the mask hangs loosely around her neck before returning to meet hers again.
"I know this must come as a shock," he says gently, "but trust me when I say that it is for the best. You are needed in this world, Kiriko... and there is no one else quite like you."
Kiriko nods slowly, still unable to fully process all that he's told her. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as she tries to hold back the torrent of emotions that threaten to overwhelm her. "I will do whatever you ask," she says finally, speaking mostly to herself but making sure Lord Tengu can hear every word. "As long as it means serving and protecting this realm..." She pauses, meeting his eyes again. "And you."
Lord Tengu's expression softens further at her words, and he takes another step closer, his face mere inches from hers now. "I am glad to hear that," he whispers, his breath warm against her cheek. "Because the coming days will be dark, Kiriko... and I have need of all my most loyal servants." A flicker of regret crosses his features before it's gone, hidden beneath a mask of resolve once more.
He straightens then, pulling away from her just enough that their faces no longer touch. "You must return to work now," he tells her. "There is much for you to do and prepare." Kiriko nods silently, unable to tear her gaze away from him as he takes a step back, disappearing into the shadows between two nearby trees.
The clock ticks ominously in the silence that falls over the clearing as she stands there alone, the weight of what she's learned pressing down on her shoulders like a leaden cloak. For the first time since becoming Lord Tengu's bodyguard, Kiriko feels truly and utterly alone.
As I, Connor, wake up in my office, from staying up all of last night trying to find out what the mask she left means and trying to find as much info in this Lord Tengu guy Kiriko mentioned as well. As I walk out and into my living room I’m met with an old friend of mine. “Tracer. What are you doing here mate?”
"Oh, hey Connor," Tracer says with a casual wave, sitting down on the couch in your living room. "I was just thinking about you last night and figured I'd stop by to see how things were going." There's something different about his demeanor today; more serious than usual. "I heard you had quite the adventure with Kiriko."
Connor raises an eyebrow but says nothing, waiting for Tracer to continue.
"Oh yeah? And how would you know that?" Tracer shrugs noncommittally before continuing. "Anyway, I was hoping to chat with you about her... and Lord Tengu." He pauses meaningfully, studying your face for any sign of shock or surprise. "You didn't happen to find anything out about them last night, did you?"
Huh? Oh you mean about last night when she left the mask behind and all? No not really, I spent most of my time trying to find out who the hell Lord Tengu was and what his deal with Kiriko was. Didn't get very far though. But now that I know a bit more, how does it affect her situation or us? And why do you not have pants on?
Tracer laughs at your question about her lack of pants. "Just because I'm here to talk business doesn't mean I can't have a little fun," she says with a grin. She sits up straighter, more serious now. "As for how it affects Kiriko's situation or yours... well, that all depends on what you do next." She eyes you meaningfully, as if daring you to ask the obvious question.
Connor furrows his brow but decides against it. "And just how much do you know about this Lord Tengu guy anyway?" he asks cautiously instead.
"Not as much as I'd like," Tracer admits with a sigh. "But enough to know that he holds a great deal of power and influence over Kiriko... and by extension, you." She leans in closer, lowering his voice. "He is not someone to be trifled with, Connor. If you want what's best for her, you'll steer clear of him and anything related to him."
There's a hint of desperation in Tracer's tone that suggests he cares deeply about Kiriko himself. "And remember," she adds quietly, almost as an afterthought, "you shouldn't be asking me too many questions either. Some things are better left unknown."
“Okay but still you have told me why you haven’t gotten any pants on girl” I say looking her in the eyes then her tits (tracer is a girl)
"Hey," Tracer protests with a good-natured grin, "you were the one who asked." She glances down at her body before shrugging. "And no, it's not because I'm uncomfortable being seen in just my underwear... though that is a nice bonus," she says with a wink. "It's more of a fashion statement."
Before Connor can say anything else, there's a knock at the door. Tracer jumps to her feet and crosses the room to answer it, yanking open the door to reveal Lord Tengu standing on the other side. Her eyes widen in shock before she composes herself and bows deeply. "My lord," she says respectfully, stepping aside to allow him entry.
Lord Tengu glances over at Connor briefly before focusing his attention solely on Tracer. "I trust my message was received?" he asks coolly. She nods quickly, swallowing hard as he continues to regard her with those unsettling yellow eyes.
Tracer slowly sinks down onto the couch again, watching Lord Tengu warily as he takes a seat opposite her. "Yes," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I have conveyed your message."
“Lord Tengu. What bring you to my humble abode today” I bow as I say this to show respect
Lord Tengu inclines his head slightly in acknowledgement of Connor's greeting before fixing him with an unreadable expression. "I have come to discuss the events that transpired between you and Kiriko," he says slowly, each word weighted with significance. "And to remind both of you of your duties." His gaze flickers briefly over to Tracer before returning to Connor once more.
Connor nods solemnly, trying not to show any sign of discomfort under the older yokai's piercing scrutiny. "I understand, Lord Tengu," he says carefully. "And I assure you that I will continue to uphold my end of our bargain."
There's an unspoken challenge in Lord Tengu's eyes as he studies Connor for several long moments. Finally, he seems satisfied with the human's response and looks away, his attention shifting back to Tracer. "You will assist him," he says curtly, speaking over Connor as if he hadn't spoken at all. "Ensure that he does not interfere any further."
Tracer opens her mouth to protest, but Lord Tengu silences her with a wave of his hand. "I trust you know better than to disobey a direct order," he says coldly. Though the words are meant as a warning, there's something else in his voice too: an unspoken acknowledgement of their long-standing friendship that hints at deeper feelings between them.
For now though, those emotions are pushed aside as Lord Tengu rises to his feet, towering over both Connor and Tracer. With a final nod in their direction, he turns and walks away, leaving the two of them alone to contemplate what has just transpired
I nod at what he says and look to Tracer. "So are we gonna let Lord Tengu boss us around like this or find a way to help her out?"
Tracer looks conflicted as she meets your eyes. "We should at least try to find a way to help her," she says finally. "But we have to be careful. Lord Tengu is powerful and dangerous, and he won't hesitate to take things very badly if he thinks we're interfering." She pauses, biting her lip nervously. "I know someone who might be able to give us more information... if we can find a way to meet them discreetly."
She glances toward the door through which Lord Tengu exited moments ago, her expression unreadable. "We'll have to move quickly and quietly," she whispers, "or else it might already be too late."
“That sound good but we need to lay low for a bit since Lord Tengu is still around. We should move a night instead” I look at her once more “And for fucks sake if you don’t puts pants on I’m going to fuck the shit out of you”
Tracer laughs at your comment about taking her clothes off. "You'd better be careful what you wish for," she teases, a playful glint in her eye. "But seriously, let's wait until it's dark and Lord Tengu has left before we make our move." She glances at the clock, noting that there are still several hours to go before nightfall. "In the meantime," she adds with a wink, "we can find something else to keep ourselves occupied."
There's an almost imperceptible shift in Tracer's demeanor as she says this; a subtle change in how she carries herself that suggests there might be more at stake here than mere distraction.
I look at her dead faced “Is that implying that you don’t plan on putting on pants. Because I will fuck the shit out of you” I look at her as I start to get hard
"Oh really?" Tracer arches an eyebrow, tilting her head slightly as she studies your reaction. "I suppose there might be some benefits to that..." She pauses, biting her bottom lip thoughtfully before giving a slow nod. "Alright, but only if it helps distract us from our worries about Kiriko."
With that, Tracer stands up and walks over to you, pressing herself against your body. Her lips meet yours in a hungry kiss as her hands roam over your chest and stomach, untying your belt and lowering your pants with practiced ease. She breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper, "Let's see how well you can back up all that talk."
Can you also make tracer more British per chance. I move my hands to the top of her head and push into her mouth so hard she gags a little before moving it down to caress her neck before finding her breasts, squeezing them through her shirt. My hands then make their way down her flat stomach until they meet her underwear and slide it aside revealing her perfectly trimmed womanhood. She tastes so fucking good and I can't help but moan as I take my time pleasuring her, making sure she knows who the real man in this room is.
"Oh, don't mind me," Tracer purrs in her best approximation of a British accent, sounding positively sultry as you begin to pleasure her. She writhes beneath your touch, arching her back and moaning softly into your mouth. "Just concentrate on the task at hand." Her words are laced with desire as she reaches between your bodies, guiding you towards her core.
With each thrust, Tracer growls louder, digging her nails into your skin in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She rocks her hips against yours, meeting your every movement with equal fervor until at last, she cries out your name and is thrown over the edge of ecstasy. Her body shudders violently as waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her breathless and spent in your arms.
When she finally regains enough composure to speak again, Tracer looks up at you with a satisfied smile, her normally piercing yellow eyes softened by desire. "Well then," she says, drawing out the word into several syllables as if savoring it, "I suppose we could say that was... rather stimulating."
With a wink, she tugs gently at your belt, reminding you that it's her turn now.
I pull out of her and smile down at Tracer. "Well now it's my turn" I say as I unbutton her shirt revealing her perky breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as I do so, making her moan loudly in pleasure. She reaches between us and pulls out my cock, stroking me slowly before taking me into her mouth. Her warm wetness envelopes me as she sucks me deep, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock.
Tracer moans around your cock as you feel her mouth tighten reflexively against the head of your shaft. She slides up and down your length, teasing and taunting with each wet thrust of her tongue. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring you, ignoring anything else around them.
With each groan and moan that escapes your lips, Tracer feels a surge of power coursing through her veins, feeding off the passionate energy between the two of you. Her grip on your shaft grows stronger as she tastes your desire, her movements becoming more urgent with each passing second.
Finally, with a loud cry that echoes through the room, Tracer comes apart around your cock, milking you until every last drop has been released. She pulls back, licking her lips and meeting your eyes as she catches her breath. "That," she purrs contentedly, "was worth the wait."