Garden of Thanatos

Shiki dreamt. He knew he was dreaming, ironically, because his dream contained people he knew didn't exist in his dreamworld. The dreamworld in which he had been stuck for so long, that only contained 5 people.

But his dream involved someone else. A woman... or a girl? He couldn't recall her physical features. Was she tall or short? Was her hair long or short? What color was it? Blonde? Blue? Black? Red? No, her image was hazy to him.

What mattered was that she was someone whom he loved. He couldn't recall the memories that he had made with her, but he knew that many of them had been very sad. But there was joy, too. The time they shared together, despite the troubling events that surrounded it. And it was of this that he dreamt, that pleasurable and joyful night that he spent with the one he loved.

But the dream didn't last long, and despite his best efforts, Shiki felt his consciousness returning.

After Shiki awoke, he noticed that the storm outside had stopped. There was no longer any rain, and the water that clung to the glass on the window created pretty sparkles as the sun shone through them. Indeed, it was a beautiful day, the type that he had grown accustomed to in these many years, and the only thing worth complaining about was the humidity that lingered and made him feel uncomfortable.

But that wasn't the first thing he noticed. The first thing he noticed was that both Akira and Miyako had woken up before he. No, even before that, he had noticed that he was completely naked, with his penis standing up out in the open, as hard as if he had just been using it. It was only after that that he noticed that the two girls were on their hands and knees on either side of him, their faces around his waist and their tongues slipping over the head of his member.

"Mmm... what... what are you guys doing..."

His heart was already beating very fast, and he found himself out of breath.

"Oh, good morning, Shiki-san. You'll have to excuse us. It's just, well, you remember, Miyako-chan saw us yesterday, and she wanted to try what I was doing, too. I thought about waking you up, but you were sleeping so comfortably... plus, I was personally pretty curious how it would react when you were sleeping, so, well, I hope you don't mind."

Akira, who was to his left, smiled mischievously, while Miyako momentarily stopped her actions in order to say good morning as well. 'She really does remind me of a fox... and she's also becoming more and more like Kohaku-san... that's troubling...' This thought about Akira ran through Shiki's head.

"Um, no, I, I don't mind at all... to be honest, this wouldn't be the first time something like this has happened. But still, Akira-chan, it's a bit rude to do this kind of stuff when the person is unknowing. Got it, Miyako-chan, don't end up like Akira-chan when you grow up."

"Hey, don't talk about me like that, Shiki-san! Plus, I'm only a year older than Miyako-chan!"

With her right hand, Akira grabbed the base of his member and squeezed tightly in feigned anger, sending Shiki a sudden jolt of pain. She then went back to join Miyako, pushing her cheek into hers as they both lapped at the already wet glans from both sides. At the same time, Miyako's small left hand also grabbed onto Shiki's shaft, right above where Akira's thumb and forefinger encircled it. They both began to pump up and down, each time bringing Miyako's hand up to just below where their tongues were. Their rhythm was slow and also a bit mismatched, but still, the soft touches of their hands and tongues made Shiki grimace.

"Ohhhhhhhh... Mi-Miyako-chan, you're quite good at this..."

Miyako pulled off her head, which gave Akira the opportunity to take the tip of Shiki's penis in her mouth, all to herself.

"Th-thank you, honii-chan... you stayed asleep for pretty long, so Akira-nee-chan showed me quite a lot..."

She blushed and moved some of her hair aside with her free right hand. Her left hand, barely big enough for her to encircle around his penis, was still running up and down, hitting Akira's lips every once in a while.

"And what about me, Shiki-san?"

Akira also pulled off her head in order to talk, although she was quickly replaced by Miyako.

"Y-you are always great, Akira-chan... I don't need to tell you that..."

Shiki struggled to concentrate enough to speak, with Miyako's small mouth that surrounded his glans and her slippery tongue that danced on top of it being excellent distractions. He brought his hands to the cheeks of the two girls, caressing and stroking them adoringly.

"Heh, of course. But I still enjoy hearing it."

Akira winked before lowering her head again, prompting Miyako to back off in order to let Akira take back his penis. Akira's hand began to move faster, and, pushed by it, Miyako's hand also followed suit. Akira's lips grazed over the most sensitive part of his body as she bobbed her head up and down lightly. This was only for a short while, though, as she quickly pulled away after several seconds, allowing Miyako to put it back in her mouth. Shiki could enjoy the hot tightness of Miyako's mouth for only a few seconds before Akira jumped in again. Like that, the two alternated back and forth, holding the head of his penis in their mouths for a few seconds before giving it up to the other girl.

"Oh, god, you two..."

Shiki put his hands down onto the sheets, squeezing them as their ministrations brought him closer to his orgasm. Miyako's large green eyes and Akira's smaller purplish eyes shone up at him continually, even though his eyes were wandering and unfocused. Their hands were moving very quickly now, lubricated by the saliva that flowed down from their mouths. Shiki could feel that Akira was as skilled as usual, moving her head at just the right speed and letting her tongue spin around and around his glans. Miyako, on the other hand, couldn't do quite as much, her small mouth and lack of experience preventing her tongue from moving around freely. Instead, each time his penis was in her mouth, Miyako sucked in as hard as she could while digging into the slit with the tip of her tongue in order to lap up and taste his pre-ejaculate that continued to flow. He also noticed how, while Akira continued to look up at him throughout, Miyako turned her attention to Akira, studying her movements, each time she backed off to give Akira her turn.

"Hah, hah, I'm... I'm gonna..."

"Hehe, it sounds like Shiki-san's about to come, Miyako-chan. Here, why don't you bring him to the end?"

Akira spoke into Miyako's ear, prompting her to work even harder, now that full control was given to her. With some difficulty, Miyako began to bob her head, trying to emulate Akira's motions, while putting her right hand above her left as she and Akira continued to stroke the shaft. The three hands and Miyako's mouth made it nearly impossible for Shiki to see his penis now, although he could feel through it more than ever.

"Mmmm... aaaaahhhh....! Miyako...!"

Through their hands, the girls could feel the first load travel up Shiki's urethra. It shot out into the back of Miyako's mouth, and it quickly filled it up. Seeing some semen immediately drip out of Miyako's mouth, as well as her bright green eyes widen in surprise, Akira gently pulled the younger girl's head back, letting the head of Shiki's penis go free. Another load suddenly came out, splattering against Miyako's nose and cheeks. Akira captured the tip in time for the third shot, and she continued to suck and swallow as Shiki continued to fire, a little bit less each time, as his orgasm subsided. Miyako had removed her hands by now, and Akira massaged up and down his shaft, making sure that everything had come out.

"Ohhhhhh.... wow..."

Shiki laid his head back on his pillow, enjoying the pleasant afterglow. When he lifted his head again to look down, he saw Akira helping Miyako clean up her face. While Miyako licked around her mouth, Akira was wiping her cheeks with her fingers, giving them to the younger girl who eagerly sucked them clean. When Miyako's cheeks were cleaned, Akira finished it off with a quick lick of her nose, licking up the last traces of Shiki's semen off of her face.

"Huhu, my, aren't you the gluttonous one, Miyako-chan? Does 'Honii-chan' taste good?"

"Y-yeah..."

Miyako answered shyly to Akira's sly looking face.

"You really have no room to criticize others on gluttony, Akira-chan. Seriously, I think Kohaku-san has had to double the amount of her cooking since you arrived here."

"Th-that's not true! Er... I mean, that couldn't possibly be, right? I mean, um, I like to eat, but..."

It was Akira's turn to be flustered, as her face went red at Shiki's comment.

"Heh, I'm just kidding, Akira-chan."

Shiki laughed as he sat up and leaned his back on the backboard of the bed. The girls, too, got up from their hands and knelt in front of him on the bed.

"Miyako-chan, thank you, you were excellent. And you too, Akira-chan. I wouldn't mind waking up like this more often."

"Hehe, no problem, Shiki-san. It's always fun watching you squirm about like that. Right, Miyako-chan?"

"Y-yeah..."

"But, I think it would be wrong if I just sat here and didn't return something..."

Shiki crawled over to the girls. But before he could do anything, knocks on the door stopped him. And, as all three had expected based on the knocks, Hisui walked in through the door soon after.

"Oh! Miyako-sama, I did not know that you would be here..."

Hisui froze and spoke a little uncomfortably, surprised by the three already awake and naked figures on the bed.

"Good morning, Hisui. I assume you came to get us for breakfast?"

"Y-yes. Nee-san is preparing it right now, so if you would come down..."

"Sure, we'll meet you in the dining room, so why don't you wait for us there?"

"Yes, of course."

Hisui bowed and left the room courteously. When the door shut, Shiki and Akira broke out in laughter.

"Hahaha, that really must have surprised her, huh?"

"Heh, yeah, she looked so cute like that, her face all red. I'm jealous, Shiki-san, that you got to live with such an adorable maid for so long."

"Well, she's right, though. We should go get some breakfast, lest we disappoint Kohaku-san. Why don't we get dressed and do that now? We can continue... later..."

"Of course, I won't forget. Let me meet you down there, though."

Akira said as she got dressed in her old clothing that she had shed the night before. Miyako had also begun to do the same with her yellow pajamas, while Shiki opened his dresser.

"I'd like to go to my room and put on a new change of clothing."

Akira said good bye and left while Shiki was still getting dressed in his blue and orange tee-shirt and pair of khaki pants.

"Miyako-chan, would you like to go to your room to change, too? Your room's right next door, and I'll wait for you so we can go down together."

Shiki said after getting fully dressed.

"Y-yeah, I'd like that, onii-chan."

So the two left the room and while Shiki waited in the hallway while Miyako got changed in her room. When she came out, Shiki was a bit surprised to find her in the same clothes that she had appeared in the day before; he had expected her to wear one of the new clothes that she had picked out with Hisui, but no, she was wearing her traditional red Chinese shirt with blue jean cutoffs. Two red ribbons tied up her long hair on each side of her head.

"So, Miyako-chan, how come you're wearing the same clothes you came in? Did you not like any of the clothes Hisui showed you yesterday?"

Shiki said while they made their way to the dining room, hand in hand.

"No, it's not that... just, she obviously worked hard to wash and fix it up last night..."

Miyako blushed a little.

"And plus, I thought it would be nice to see the rest of this place today. And all the clothes she had were dresses or nice skirts and stuff, so it wouldn't have been comfortable to move about in..."

"Oh, I see. Alright, in that case, let me take you on a tour around the grounds. I... I know this place very well... too well..."

Shiki was silent for the remainder of their trip. Indeed, he knew this estate better than anyone could be expected to know of any place in a normal lifetime. A sudden fit of depression, the one he was accustomed to, ran through him, but he decided to ignore it. Miyako, his precious cousin, almost like a little sister to him, had just arrived just to see him, after all, and it would be wrong to be melancholy in front of her.

Breakfast went as usual, as the 5 inhabitants sat around the small circular table to eat. Shiki and Miyako had a Japanese breakfast as they had been accustomed to while living together, while Akira had a Western styled one, complete with coffee. 'Maybe this is what she's used to from her fancy school,' Shiki thought, as he realized that that was what she always had for breakfast. Hisui's and Kohaku's tastes seemed to vary, as he saw their meal plates change from day to day; today, they were both having Western styled meals, similar to Akira's.

Shiki noticed that Hisui was blushing a bit and averting her eyes, still a bit affected by what had happened when he had come to awake him. Kohaku was cheery as usual and complemented Hisui on how great of a job she had done with Miyako's clothes. Akira and Miyako were both completely engrossed in their meals, and their faces could barely be seen as they kept their heads down and mouths stuffed.

After breakfast, they moved to the living room for tea. Miyako didn't drink, although she did sit on the couch next to Shiki the whole time and ate some biscuits. As the five sat around the coffee table and idly chatted away, Shiki thought that, maybe, this life wasn't so bad, after all. With the truly adorable pair of Miyako and Akira at his side, and with Hisui and Kohaku, the maids who always loved him and took care of him, going on like this for an eternity wouldn't be bad.

Hisui was the first to excuse herself, saying that she had work to be done. It was then that Kohaku started talking a little more seriously.

"So, Hisui-chan told me about seeing Miyako-sama in your room this morning."

"Oh, um, uh, she told you..."

Shiki's face reddened as he answered, unsure about how she might react. Miyako blushed as well, due to how openly Kohaku was talking about such things.

"Oh, I'm jealous, Shiki-san! You keep getting to the new guests before I do! I would have loved to spend some time alone with Miyako-sama before she got to you! Even Akira-sama, even though I got to do it that night of the party, that was only after you had already successfully seduced her!"

"W-wait, what are you saying! Kohaku-san, don't talk about our guests as if they were things! What, are you thinking about this like a contest?"

Shiki was a bit flustered, his face still red. He could feel Miyako clinging tightly to his arm.

"Not so much a contest, as a service, Shiki-san. After all, they both came for the same reason... I would have liked to help them on their way to that goal... it's my specialty, after all. But when they don't need me, I feel a little... useless..."

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air for a few seconds.

"D-don't be ridiculous, Kohaku! You're not useless at all! Your cooking is always top-notch, and, plus, that night after the party was so helpful!"

Akira butted in to the conversation.

"Yes, Kohaku-san, Akira-chan is right. You're an essential part of this household. You always have been. Not just your cooking or your other skills, but you yourself are so important to me..."

"Th-thank you... I'm glad to hear that..."

Kohaku blushed and fiddled her fingers, presenting Shiki with her embarrassed figure, a rare sight indeed.

"So, Shiki-san, what do you plan to do until lunch? Spend more time with Miyako-sama?"

Kohaku, as if flipping a switch, returned her cheerful self and began to collect the teacups and teapot which was empty at this point.

"Yes, I thought that I would take her on a tour around the estate today. Akira-chan, you can join us if you'd like; I know I didn't do the same for you."

"Thank you, Shiki-san, but that's fine; I've seen plenty of this place over the past few days. Plus, I'd like to spend some time on my drawing... but don't think I forgot about what you said! When you're done, you better come get me."

Akira winked and excused herself.

"Well, then, Miyako-chan, why don't we start?"

The tour started outside. The air was still cool and damp from the rain, but the sunlight that beamed down on them from the cloudless sky was pleasant. Shiki took Miyako through the grounds, showing her the various gardens and courtyards near the main building before moving onto the sizable forest that covered most of the estate. The wet grass dirtied their shoes and socks as they walked, but they didn't really pay much attention to that. The servants' house in the middle of the woods was the last stop, and they decided to make their way back to the mansion after that, with lunchtime approaching.

On the way back, through some coaxing, Miyako was convinced to show Shiki some of the techniques of her martial art, which she informed him was Bajiquan. It was during one of her set routines that she ended up slipping on the wet grass and falling flat on her face.

"Owww..."

Miyako said, picking herself up and dusting herself off. The entire front of her clothes was wet and dirtied.

"Miyako-chan, are you okay?"

Shiki worriedly ran to her side.

"Yeah, it's not the first time I've fallen. That's part of learning to fight, after all... but I'm going to have to get changed again... after Hisui-san washed it, too..."

"It's alright, I'm sure she'll appreciate being useful. Plus, you've got all those other clothes you have to try on."

Shiki grabbed her hand, and they began continuing their trek back to the mansion.

"Yeah... hey onii-chan... when we get back... would you like to take a bath...? Since I got all dirty..."

Miyako blushed as she looked up into his eyes. Shiki stopped his feet and stared down at her for a moment.

"Sure, of course."

He smiled and patted on the head and started to walk again.

"This weather's left me a bit ripe, too, after all."

When they arrived back at the mansion, they were informed by Kohaku that lunch was ready, and so they decided to delay their washing for some food. Akira wasn't present for lunch; she had opted to take her lunch in her room so that she could continue drawing. The four ate together happily, and once that was done, Shiki and Miyako, after telling the maids of their immediate plans, went off to the bathroom across from Shiki's room.

The bathroom was of decent size, with a toilet and sink near the door and the bathtub further in. The roomy tiled area in front of the tub had a couple stools and a hand-held shower head. The tub itself wasn't particularly big, maybe a bit wider than the typical bathtub, it was built into the far wall of the room. Placing several towels on the lid-down toilet, the two entered and stripped off their clothes.

"This tub will take a bit to fill up, so why don't we wash our hair while we wait?"

Shiki said while turning on the tap. He also turned on the hand-held shower head and sprayed Miyako with it once she got closer.

"Hey! Ppppthhhh!! Don't, onii-chan, it's cold!"

Miyako shouted, shielding her face against the blast.

"Hahaha, sorry, couldn't help it."

"Why you..."

Grabbing the shower head out of his hand, Miyako reversed it and shot him right back. Laughing, they played around for a bit before finally settling down when Shiki noted that they would probably get the towels wet if the fight grew any larger. So the two sat on the stools and, using the shower head as a tool rather than a toy this time, began to lather up their hair. Looking in front of him, Shiki wondered to himself how long it took for Miyako to wash her thick waist-length hair every day.

"Here, Miyako-chan, let me help you."

Shiki helped turn her around and began running his shampoo-covered fingers through her hair.

"Oh, that's... umm, thank you, onii-chan."

"Heh, I can't guarantee if it'll be any good, but I have a lot less work than you when it comes to that, after all."

After the two finished lathering up her voluminous hair, Shiki began to rinse it using the hand held shower head. Miyako brushed and weaved through her hair, letting the white foam slide off of the black strands, some of it inevitably ending up on her body. When her hair was fully rinsed, Shiki unconsciously moved onto her sides and front that were slippery with the shampoo that had been rinsed off.

"Honii-chan, that tickles!"

Miyako said as the strong water and Shiki's hand rubbed her sides and front. Still, she made no move to push him back, and in fact put her hand on top of his and guided him in rubbing around her chest. Her breathing became louder and more shallow.

"Oh."

Shiki felt himself blushing when he realized what was going on. Blood flowed to his penis as well, and it slowly began to rise and expand as he felt Miyako's nipples slide across his fingertips and palm.

"Heh."

He regained composure very quickly however, and he began to move his hand with more purpose, palming one of her small breasts before playing with its nipple that was sticking out. His other hand still held the shower head, and he pointed it at her other breast, tickling her sensitive skin there before slowly moving it downward to her belly. Miyako's soft giggles and moans told him that he was doing well.

"So, Miyako-chan, about returning the favor for this morning..."

"Mmm... onii-chan... but what about Akira-nee-chan?"

"It's okay... we can play with her later."

Shiki slowly lowered both of his hands, moving them down her body. He could feel her muscular abdomen as the water from the shower head bounced off of it, and then her smooth crotch. Her hands grabbed onto his wrists, squeezing and holding him, but not guiding him or pulling him in any way, and her legs began to open up, allowing him access to her private parts.

"Ohh... honii-chan!"

Miyako yelped and squeezed his wrists more tightly when the shower head finally reached between her legs and sprayed around her outer folds. At the same time, Shiki's hand began to run up and down her labial lips, digging in deeper each time, looking for her clitoris. The engorged nub came out easily enough, and when the hot streams of water hit it directly, the young girl's moans became louder.

"Honii-chan, honii-chan...!! It... it's good!!"

Holding the shower head directly up to Miyako's body, Shiki began to rub and flick her clitoris every which way. He brought his face up close to hers, licking up and down the back of one of her ears. Throughout this, he could feel his erection growing continually, and by now it was hidden in the wet forest of Miyako's waist-length hair. Its soft and slippery ends tickled him as her body shook.

"Mmm... Miyako-chan, your hair smells nice..."

Shiki whispered into her ear, stopping his licking for just a moment. His hand began to work faster, and, feeling Miyako's hands tighten even more around his wrists, he stuck his forefinger into her tight, but already well lubricated vagina. His thumb continued his attack on her clitoris as he bent his forefinger and rubbed around the walls that squeezed him.

"Ho...! Honii-chan!! I'm... It's...!!"

Miyako's shaking stopped and her body froze as she threw her head back and let out an unabashed moan. She almost ended up hitting his head with that action, and her hands squeezed so tight that Shiki worried that he might lose circulation in his own. Circulation did stop in his forefinger that was inside her, the little girl's vaginal walls squeezing him too tightly. Not wanting to hurt her as her orgasm took her, he dropped the shower head and stopped the movements of his fingers.

"Mmm... ahh, ahhhh...."

After a long moment, Miyako relaxed. Letting her strength leave her arms and legs, she ended up falling off of her stool and backwards, at which point Shiki caught her with his hands, taking them away from her crotch in the process.

"Oh, honii-chan... thank you... And... that was... incredible..."

"I'm glad, Miyako."

Shiki looked up at the bathtub that was almost filled now.

"Hey, it looks like the water's ready, let's get in."

After catching her breath, Miyako hopped up onto her feet energetically and stepped into the pleasantly warm water. Shiki stood up, about to join her when a sudden noise made him turn around.

"Shiki-san!!! How could you!!"

Through the white steam that now filled the bathroom, Shiki could see the figure of Akira who had slammed the door open and charged in. As she shut the door and walked her way closer to the two, he could see that she was clad only in a large white bath towel wrapped around her body. Her cheeks were red and her eyes pointed with anger.

"I told you to come get me when you two got back! You promised!"

Akira seemed to get even more angry when she saw that her entrance hadn't fazed Shiki at all. In fact, he was just smiling at her. She was about to open her mouth to yell at him again when he suddenly grabbed her arm and held her against his body. For a moment, she was reminded of the same action that someone else she had thought was Shiki had done on her. Back then, the real Shiki, the one standing before her, had come to save her, right when she was on the verge of being stabbed in the stomach. She was being stabbed there now as well, although it was with something very different.

"I'm sorry, Akira-chan. It's just, Miyako just came here, so I wanted to spend some more time with her. I was planning on making it up to you. Really."

Shiki continued to smile down at her, and the anger and frustration all melted away from her face.

"In fact,"

Shiki hooked his foot around hers and pushed her, holding her shoulders in order to guide her down slowly onto the wet bathroom floor. Akira squealed when her balance was momentarily lost, but she let his strong hands move her body. In the process of lying down, her towel came off of her body, getting wet and acting as a sort of a cushion between her and the hard tiled floor.

"I think now is a good time."

Getting down to his hands and knees, Shiki lowered his head between her legs and began to lick her labial lips up and down. Her folds were moist from the humid bathroom air, and he worked to make them even more wet, occasionally nibbling at the top where her clitoris began to stick out.

"Mmm... Shiki-san... don't... ah, don't think I'm gonna, oh, forgive you with just this..."

Akira lied back and began to enjoy the service, despite her still cross words. She gripped his head and ran her fingers through his wet hair, as if brushing it.

"I'm... I'm going to, uh, make you pay me back later."

Shiki smiled inwardly while listening to Akira's playful words. Lubricants were starting to flow from her vagina now, and he worked hard to lap it up, making sure to rub her sensitive skin as roughly as possible with his tongue in the process. Every once in a while he moved up and nibbled lightly on her clitoris, and sometimes he stuffed as much of his tongue as he could into her vagina while wriggling it about. His hands lightly grazed over her smooth thighs that were moving back and forth as she kept sliding her feet around the floor in pleasure. Her louder and louder moans were pleasant to hear.

"Shi-Shiki-san, I'm gonna... please, wait...!"

Akira grabbed a clump of his hair and tried to pull his head back, but Shiki would have none of that. He dug his face into her crotch even harder, trying his best to make her come.

"I'm serious, oh, stop!!"

Violently, Akira dug her nails into his scalp, and that was finally enough to get him to stop. He pulled his head out and looked at her, confused and a little miffed at the pain she had caused him.

"What is it, Akira-chan? It seemed like you were close to coming."

Shiki said, wrinkling his face a little.

"Ah, that's true, but, um, I'd, I'd much prefer it if you were to do it with your penis... I want you to feel good, too, after all, and..."

Akira slowed her ragged breaths and spoke while blushing.

"And it feels better for me, too..."

This time, it was Shiki's turn to lose his anger, as he realized that she actually had his interest in mind. He smiled softly and moved his body up closer to hers.

"Of course, that's okay."

With his palms on the bath towel that lay under Akira, Shiki leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Still kissing her, he slowly moved his hips forward. He fiddled around a bit before the tip began to enter her vagina, and then he thrust in slowly. As their tongues wrangled around each other, he felt her hum, the air from her nose tickling his cheek and her mouth sending vibrations into his.

"Hah, hah, Shiki-san, yes, that's what I wanted..."

Akira pulled back and smiled at him while he started to pump into her slowly. His penis had reached its full size for a while now, and it was pleasurable for him, too, to finally have it receive the attention it had been straining for all this time. He was unable to control himself, and it wasn't long before he was pounding into her as hard as he could. Thankfully, Akira seemed to be enjoying it just as much as he.

"Hah... y..yes, Shiki-san...! Keep going...!!! Faster, faster!!"

In order to comply with her wishes, Shiki leaned back so that his upper body was now upright. He grabbed Akira's legs and brought them up to his shoulders. Her wet feet were up by his head now, but that lasted for only a moment, as she bent her knees and tucked her legs above her body so that the soles of her feet were against his chest. The water in the bathtub began to overflow and wet the floor around them, but neither took any notice.

"Mmm!!! Shiki-san!!! Shiki-san!!!"

Akira closed her eyes and shouted out as she came. Her arms squeezed her legs, driving them into her chest. Shiki slowed his pace but still continued to pump into her while he felt her vaginal walls quiver and shake over and over again. Her screaming eventually quieted down to a hum, but she still continued to moan and contract her muscles for quite a while before she finally relaxed.

"Maybe, maybe I'll forgive you..."

Akira said softly while smiling up at him. But her expression turned into one of concern when she noticed Shiki pulling out of her without having come.

"Wait, what do you think you're doing, Shiki-san?"

She stopped him, grabbing his penis with her right hand.

"N, no, it's just, Miyako-chan's been waiting for me in the bath..."

He pointed to the green eyed girl who had been watching them the whole time.

"I know that. That still doesn't excuse this, Shiki-san."

With that, she began to furiously tug at his penis, squeezing it tightly and stroking it back and forth quickly. Combined with the bottoms of her feet that pressed against his chest, Shiki worried that maybe she might pull the thing off if she made a mistake. But he couldn't deny that it felt amazingly good. He found himself moaning unconsciously and holding onto her ankles as his orgasm approached.

"Argh... Akira-chan... I'm gonna... you're making me..."

"Yes, that's right, you should come, Shiki-san."

Akira smiled, her dark greenish purplish eyes glinting and eagerly awaiting his release that would be caused by her violently moving hand. Again, she really does look like a fox, was Shiki's last thought before his mind finally went blank as his orgasm swept over him.

"Oh!"

Akira and Miyako simultaneously yelped in surprised as the first stream of semen flew past the former's face and splashed on the wet floor behind her. Akira tracked it with her eyes, and she had just turned her attention back to Shiki's penis when the second stream hit her face. She continued to move her hand as viciously as ever as more and more jets came out, splattering against her breasts and stomach. Shiki could do nothing but squeeze her legs tightly and grimace as the pleasure coursed through his body with each load that came out of him. When it seemed that all had finally come out, she finally stopped her motion, and she squeezed it tightly one last time, forcing out the last bits of his semen onto her hand.

"Ohhhh... Akira-chan..."

Shiki felt the strength leave him, and he fell forward, leaning on the soles of Akira's feet. He looked down at her with lazy eyes, seeing her rub her hands on the thick liquid that clung to her chest and abdomen with barely a square centimeter uncovered. She moved her hands all around her front, massaging it into her skin, sometimes bringing a hand up to her mouth to taste and to swallow it. Her expression was one of contentment, even while she licked around her lips in order to take in more of his semen.

After cleaning up much of her body with her hands, Akira reached for the hand held shower head and washed the rest of the gooy white substance off of her. By this time, Shiki had regained his breath, and he got up to finally join Miyako in the bathtub. The young girl's bright green eyes were still wide open, staring at the erotic sight before her of the beautiful older girl washing herself off. The water in the tub was up to the brim and still overflowing, and a large amount of it was displaced when Shiki sat down, sending a warm splash onto Akira who was still on her back.

"Sorry, Miyako-chan, for making you wait. Your fingers must be all wrinkled by now... all thanks to Akira-chan."

Akira shot him a mean glance at his cheap shot.

"Actually, I'm fine, onii-chan."

Miyako showed off her fingers, palms, and then feet, slipping under the water in the process. It may have gotten lost in the sudden splash and sputtering that ensued, but the message was that no matter how long she had stayed in, her skin hadn't absorbed the water. After making sure Miyako had gotten all the water out of her nose, Shiki went to the tap and finally turned it off, thinking, 'she' would have surely yelled at me if I had kept it on for so long in real life, without even realizing who 'she' was.

"Mmmm... the water is nice, though."

Shiki finally relaxed and sat with his back to one of the walls of the tub. He closed his eyes and let the heat from the water that reached up to his chest and the steam that clung in the air sweep over him. Due to the tightness of the space, he could feel Miyako's legs on his own.

"Akira-chan, you should come in, too."

"Sure, let me just finish this."

Akira replied, having gotten onto one of the stools and in the process of washing her hair. As Shiki watched, he thought of the contrast between hers and Miyako's, which was long and voluminous, spreading out and floating on the water that reached up to her neck. The tip of some strands hit and clung to his chest. Akira's hair was barely longer than his.

"Alright, coming!"

With that warning, Akira hopped into the tub. Shiki grimaced, expecting a big splash, but she had been surprisingly nimble, making no more movement than if she had slowly eased herself in. The source of discomfort was actually the amount of room in the tub, which meant that the three pairs of overlapping legs barely left any room on the bottom for Akira to sit.

"Here, why don't you sit here, Akira-nee?"

Miyako spoke while making space where she had been by moving on top of Shiki's lap. Her wet hair, sandwiched between her back and his chest, provided a sort of a cushion as he fully supported her weight. Akira gladly moved to the opened location. It was a little cramped, her left leg pushing up against Shiki's right, but it was more comfortable than sitting on someone's feet.

"So, Shiki-san, you didn't think I was done forgiving you yet, did you?"

With her side up against his, Akira turned to him and grabbed his right arm, bringing it down under the water and to her crotch. With some effort, she opened up her legs, bringing her left leg up so that it crossed over Shiki's right. She could also feel Miyako's legs on top of it.

"Of course not. I expect you to take everything you possibly can, Akira-chan."

Without missing a beat, Shiki leaned over and kissed her lips while simultaneously beginning to move his fingers over her genitals. He could feel Akira's moans in his mouth as he ran his fingertips over her outer lips.

"M, me too, honii-chan..."

Miyako turned her head around to face him while bringing his left hand down between her own legs. Shiki responded by turning his face away from Akira's and kissing Miyako, while starting to move his left hand as well. It was hard, trying to pleasure the two girls while in such an awkward angle, especially without being able to see much of what he was doing. Much of the time, his coordination only allowed him to do the same movements with both hands at the same time. But the moans and gasps that came from their mouths as he kept kissing their lips back and forth told him that he was probably doing something right. It didn't hurt either that Akira was helping him with Miyako, massaging and pinching the younger girl's nipples.

"Mmm... honii-chan, I can feel you..."

Meanwhile, Shiki's penis had started to get erect, and by now, the shaft was starting to push up against Miyako's slit, the head poking out from between her legs. Grabbing hold of the sides of the tub and supporting her left foot on the exposed tub floor between Akira's legs, Miyako began to move herself up and down, rubbing her swollen sex up and down his penis. The slight feeling of her smooth skin sliding against the length of his penis sent a warm pleasure up Shiki's spine as he let his left hand move aside.

"Ohhh, Shiki-san, I'm getting... close..."

Akira spoke softly, her head leaning against his shoulder. Her eyes were half shut, and her hands had moved away from Miyako and were just grabbing tightly onto his arm, almost as if afraid to let it go. Trying to maintain his focus while Miyako's lower lips and clitoris continued to tickle him, Shiki worked his right hand faster in order to get her to the finish.

"Mmm... Shiki-san... Shiki-san... Shikiiii...!!"

Akira hugged his arm and closed her legs around his hands tightly while letting out a final moan. All this was causing Shiki's hand to go numb, but he tried his best not to pay attention to that and instead to make her orgasm as pleasurable as possible as he continued to wriggle his fingers about between her folds. At the point when the lack of bloodflow finally convinced him that he couldn't go any more, Akira's body relaxed at last and let his arm go free. She leaned comfortably on his shoulder for a bit and caught her breath before finally opening her eyes again.

"Here, Miyako-chan, this will be better for both you and Shiki-san."

Immediately, she turned her attention to Miyako, who had been struggling with her movements, with her foothold having been displaced by Akira's legs. Leaning forward, Akira grabbed hold of the younger girl's knees and closed them together, causing the insides of her thighs to wrap around and squeeze Shiki's penis. While telling her to stay that way, Akira turned herself around in the tub, and, grabbing the girl's hips, began to help her to move it up and down.

"Mmm!!"

"Ahh!!"

The effect was immediate, as both Shiki and Miyako began to moan faster. The top of Shiki's penis now dug into Miyako's folds, opening up her labia and rubbing her most sensitive parts. And the feeling of Miyako's flesh surround him completely and stroke up and down his penis was so sublime, Shiki couldn't help but thrust upwards with his hips in order to quicken the pace. Feeling the violently moving water splash around her body, Akira just smiled at the funny faces the two before her were making and, like Shiki had been doing earlier, alternated between kissing each of them.

"M... Miyako... this... I'm close..."

"M... me too, honii-chan...!!"

Hearing that, Akira moved back, allowing the two to move on their own, before dunking her head under water between Miyako's legs and taking the head of Shiki's penis in her mouth. While she sucked and licked, her hands found Miyako's clitoris and stroked it ferociously.

"A... Akira-chan..."

Shiki spoke, with futility due to the girl's head being completely submerged, and grabbed her hair as the pleasure began to overwhelm him. Even through his hazy mind, he tried to pull her head back as the time she stayed under passed a time that he thought would be comfortable, but Akira stubbornly refused, her stiff neck keeping her head in place.

"M... Miyako-chan!! Akira-chan!!"

"Honii-chan...!! A... Akira-nee!!!"

The master of the house and his young cousin came together. Shiki's arms wrapped tightly around Miyako's body as he thrust upwards. She pushed back against him, squeezing her body to be flush against his. All three held the same pose for a while as Shiki and Miyako continued to come, with Akira hungrily swallowing all of the semen that burst into her mouth. After several seconds, Shiki and Miyako finally relaxed and leaned backwards. Akira only pulled her head back up after she was satisfied that she had captured all of Shiki's semen.

"Hah... thanks, Akira-chan, that was great. But... are you alright?"

"Yeah, Akira-nee..."

Akira responded to the looks of concern with just her usual smile and simply abruptly kissed Miyako. Miyako widened her eyes a bit in surprise, but she soon began to kiss back, opening her mouth and discovering that Akira had an entire load of Shiki's semen that she hadn't swallowed still in there. Using her tongue, she greedily dug some out, and Akira was more than willing to give. The two continued to kiss until they had both emptied their mouths of the substance.

"See, Shiki-san, I'm not gluttonous at all! I just shared a bunch with Miyako-chan!!"

Completely ignoring the question of concern that she had just been asked, Akira shouted out as if to prove a point. Shiki blushed at the realization of what she had meant, but also thought to himself, 'yeah, she really is something else...'

"Well, that's that. Anyway, why don't we finish washing and get out of the bath? I'm starting to feel a bit lightheaded... from all the heat..."

"Huhuhu, Shiki-san, are you sure it's not me who was making you lightheaded?"

"Well, whatever it is, we've been in here for longer than enough. Don't you agree, Miyako-chan? After all, you've been in the tub longer than any of us."

"Y... yeah... why don't we finish the bath now, honii-chan, Akira-nee..."

And so they did. Shiki and Miyako stepped out of the tub first and helped soap and cleanse each other while Akira relaxed in it for a little more. They then teamed up on Akira, tickling and teasing her as they rubbed the bar of soap around her body and sprayed her with the shower head. Finally, when all had been done, they realized that their towels had gotten completely wet, and so Hisui had to be called in order to provide more. It was only then that they dispersed to their individual rooms in order to dry and change.

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Shiki lied in bed alone, something that had become rarer and rarer in recent days. Dinner had been as usual, and they had played cards that evening after that. Miyako had left for bed early, insisting on going up to her room and preparing by herself, despite his and the maids' offer to help.

His thought drifted to that girl who now slept on the other side of the wall behind him. She was still Arima Miyako, the little cousin whom he had always loved, but she had also changed; she was no longer the shy angry looking girl any more. It was a pleasure to be with her again, and she seemed to be just as happy to be with him.

As he drifted off to sleep, his mind was as far away as possible from the melancholy thoughts that had filled it when he had first seen her running through the rain the day before. Instead, it was filled with anticipation, looking forward to the daily life that would be made more joyful by the addition of someone else he loved.
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Obviously the idea for this chapter was to have Miyako and Akira get some action together. I thought of adding in one of the maids in the latter scene, but the story just got to be too long and unwieldy. It stands at about 7800 words right now, one of the longest chapters.

More characters should be introduced next chapter. I'm starting to get a better idea of how the overall story should shape up.

As usual, any reviews or ratings are appreciated.

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