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Chapter List
- 1-Something New
- 1
First Princess Ayeka Jurai was sitting at her mirror, combing her long tails of purple hair. Just out of the bath, this was normally one of her favourite times of day. Her body was relaxed and flawlessly clean, her smooth skin still warm from the water, and she had time to think and to be alone in the company of her own thoughts. But tonight, she had a pensive look on her face and the set of her shoulders was tenser than it should have been. Finishing with her comb, she began tying her hair up into the small pink bag in which it spent the night. It was a difficult operation to conduct behind her head and she wished that Sasami was there to help, but she knew that her younger sister was still on Jurai. Perhaps one day she would teach Ryoko how to do it, but until then, she would have to make the best job of it that she could. Eventually satisfied, she got up and padded across the room to the waiting bed. She was dressed in her loose-fitting, light blue pyjamas but her feet were bare and made no sound on the carpeted floor. She slid into bed and drew the covers up over herself as she turned onto her side with a sad sigh. In semi-darkness, her red eyes stared blankly into the middle distance, her mind elsewhere.
“Hey there, princess.”
Ryoko's voice was low and dusky as she slipped into the bed behind her. Ayeka hadn't heard her enter the room, but couldn't be sure whether that was because of her own state of distraction or the pirate's ability to both levitate and pass through the walls and floor.
“Good evening, Ryoko,” she murmured.
“Well, that was less than enthusiastic.” Ryoko propped herself up on an elbow. “You should be looking forward to tonight. It's just you, me and Tenchi here tonight, and you know what that means...”
“Yes. Very well.” Ayeka nodded, still not looking round.
“And, if memory serves, it's your turn to be the centre of attention tonight,” Ryoko grinned. “I've been thinking about it quite a bit, if you must know...”
“Yes.”
Ryoko sat up and tried to see Ayeka's face, which was still turned away from her.
“Is there something the matter, Ayeka? You seem down.”
Ayeka sighed. “I can't hide anything from you, can I?”
“You've something on your mind?”
Ayeka nodded. “In truth...yes...”
“Well, what is it? It can't be about tonight, I'm sure of that.”
“Why would you be?” Ayeka looked up at her.
Ryoko grinned. “Well, princess, the last time we had one of these nights and you said that you had something on your mind, you weren't dressed like this. I distinctly recall there being more leather involved, and I can't see that whip of yours, either.”
Ayeka blushed at the memory. “I didn't mean it like that...but as a matter of fact, it is about tonight.”
“Oh? How's that?”
Ayeka rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. “It's Tenchi...”
“What about him?” Ryoko looked concerned. “Did something happen, Ayeka? Is he all right?”
“Yes, of course he is.” Ayeka nodded. “No, it's not that.”
“So what the hell is it?”
Ayeka felt a blush rising to her cheeks. “Well...you know how he always is with me...I mean, when we're together in that way...”
Ryoko nodded. “Yeah, I've seen it once or twice, remember? What's the matter? I thought you liked it.”
“I do, but...what if I wanted...something different?” Ayeka's voice was an embarrassed whisper.
“I thought that was where the whip came in,” said Ryoko.
Ayeka bunched up the blankets in her hand. “Well, sometimes, yes, but...”
“Oh, I get it.” Ryoko grinned. “You want to be on the receiving end this time, right?”
Ayeka blushed red. “Well...it's just...he's different when he's with you. Somehow you make him...more forthright.”
“I guess that's one word for it,” said Ryoko. “Turns out our Tenchi isn't quite so meek and mild when you give him a bit of...encouragement.”
“Indeed he isn't.” Ayeka sighed. “Unless he's with me.”
“And you want to change that?”
“I'd like to know what it's like,” Ayeka murmured. “The way he touches you...I know it's not strictly in accordance with the noble ways of Jurai, but...”
“We're a long way from Jurai. Well, well.” Ryoko teased Ayeka's hair. “Oujo-sama has a little itch...”
Ayeka pushed her hand away. “Must you always tease me, Ryoko?”
“I'm just surprised at you, that's all,” Ryoko chuckled. “I guess I can see the appeal for someone like you, though.”
“What's that supposed to mean?” Ayeka glared.
Ryoko shrugged unconcernedly. “Well, think about it. You've been the most powerful person in every room you've ever walked into. And, although you've got better at it, you still find it hard to let go of the fact that you're the First Princess.”
“So?”
“So, we all want what we've never had,” said Ryoko. “You want someone to have power over you. To make you forget that you're the heir to the throne and all the worries that go with that. And you want that person to be Tenchi. It's all very simple.”
“You seem to know my own heart better than I do,” Ayeka whispered. “But it's not just that I want to forget...I want him too, as well. He's always so gentle with me, so tender and affectionate...and I enjoy that, I truly do. It's how a king should treat his queen...but it's different to how he is with you. He's...stronger...he doesn't hesitate the way he still does with me. He treats me like some beautiful sculpture that he has to be careful of or I'll break.”
“That's how he shows you that he loves you,” said Ryoko. “He'd never do anything to hurt you, or to disgrace you.”
“I know. And I love him for it, but...” Ayeka sighed. “Listen to me. Even now, I'm still envious of you, Ryoko.”
Ryoko put her arm around the princess and stroked her reassuringly. The warmth of her body told Ayeka that she was already naked.
“Well...if I'm honest...sometimes I wish I could do what you do when you get your princess act on,” she admitted.
“You do seem to enjoy it,” Ayeka allowed herself a small smile.
“I might,” grinned Ryoko, giving Ayeka's ear a tiny nip. “But the way you take charge...well...no wonder you have to train for it back on Jurai.”
“It's part of the expected knowledge,” Ayeka shivered at her touch.
“And you've certainly taught me a few lessons,” Ryoko ran her finger along the curve of Ayeka's flank. “With and without Tenchi...”
“You're a good student,” Ayeka rolled onto her back and looked up into Ryoko's gaze.
“Thank you, mistress,” Ryoko grinned. “But...”
“Hmm?” Ayeka reached up and stroked Ryoko's cheek.
“I'm wondering whether we might not both get what we want tonight...” Ryoko took Ayeka's wrist. Ayeka looked puzzled for a moment, but then Ryoko pressed her back into the mattress and leaned down towards her, something smouldering in her golden eyes.

Tenchi closed the door behind him and hung his blue jacket on the wall. He didn't bother calling out as he slipped off his shoes – he knew his father and grandfather were out, and unless Ayeka and Ryoko greeted him at the door he knew they were either busy elsewhere or – possibly – waiting for him. Their nights alone were precious and looked forward to eagerly, and it wouldn't have been the first time that one or the other of them had grown impatient and decided to start the evening without him. Not that he minded. But the absolute silence as he made his way upstairs was unusual – there wasn't so much as a splash of water from the bathroom or a creak of timber in the corridor, let alone any sounds from the bedroom they shared whenever possible. Tenchi approached the door cautiously.
“Hello? Ryoko? Ayeka?”
Tenchi opened the door. He looked inside and froze on the spot, eyes wide. Ayeka was kneeling on the bed, apparently naked aside from black lace fingerless gloves, a narrow collar and what appeared to be a pair of pointed cat ears on a headband.
“H...hello, Lord Tenchi,” she whispered. “I...hope you approve.”
Tenchi stared. Ayeka was meeting his gaze, clearly with effort, her red eyes wavering slightly and a blush on her cheeks. He swallowed hard before he was able to reply.
“Er...yes...”
“See? I told you he'd like it.” Ryoko sat up in the bed behind Ayeka, and Tenchi saw that she was holding a leash that was attached to Ayeka's collar. “And you were worried that he wouldn't.”
“But...what's this all about?” Tenchi closed the door behind him.
“Just giving our little princess something she's wanted for a while now,” grinned Ryoko. She gave the leash a small flick. “Go on, kitten. Help Tenchi get comfortable.”
“Yes, mistress Ryoko.” Ayeka gave a small bow and stood up, giving Tenchi a full-length view of her body as she stepped towards him. Her heart was racing with excitement and she could feel her nipples hardening as Tenchi's eyes brushed over them.
“Ayeka...”
“May I undress you, Lord Tenchi?” Ayeka's eyes were wide and held a pleading look as she reached out a gloved hand to stroke his chest. Tenchi nodded dumbly.
“Er...yeah, sure...”
Ayeka bowed again as she began opening the buttons on his shirt. Tenchi leaned forward to kiss her, but she turned her head away.
“I'm sorry. I can't.”
“Why not, Ayeka?”
“Because I didn't say that she could,” said Ryoko simply. “Keep up, Tenchi.”
“I'm trying, but really, I still don't understand what-” Tenchi stammered as Ayeka took the shirt from his shoulders and then knelt in front of him as she undid his belt and began opening his trousers.
“It's very simple.” Ryoko watched with interest as Ayeka gently stripped him. “She wants what she hasn't had. Well done, kitten. Now you can kiss him.”
“Yes, mistress.” Ayeka stood up, blushing even harder as Tenchi's erection brushed her breast and stomach as she leaned forward to kiss him softly.
“And now bring him over here.” Ryoko moved aside on the bed, enjoying Tenchi's awkwardness almost as much as she was enjoying Ayeka's submission.
“Yes, mistress.” Ayeka stepped away from Tenchi, taking his hand and leading him towards the bed. He followed dumbly as Ayeka climbed up next to Ryoko, who took hold of her lead again.
“Er, Ryoko? What...what are you doing with the princess?”
“That's where you're wrong, Tenchi,” Ryoko smirked, drawing Ayeka's head upright and trailing a finger down the Juraian girl's cheek. “She's not the princess. Not tonight. Tonight, she's ours...to do with as we please. Isn't that right, kitten?”
Her finger had trailed down over Ayeka's soft breast to the nipple. She tweaked it playfully, eliciting a squeak of delight from Ayeka, whose cheeks flushed as she nodded.
“Y...yes, mistress...”
“There, you see?” Ryoko smiled up at Tenchi. “I told you it was all right.”
“Well...if you're sure...”
“We both are.” Ryoko sat up and moved towards him. “Now watch this, kitten. This is how you do it.”
She drew Tenchi into a deep kiss, making his eyes widen in surprise at her ferocity. Tenchi groaned and let his arms drift around her. Ryoko's own arms held him close, even as one hand crept down his body and wrapped its long fingers around his erection. Tenchi whimpered as she stroked him to full hardness, grinning mischievously.
“Are you still watching, kitten?”
Ayeka, whose red eyes were as wide as Tenchi's brown one, shifted on the bed. Having to watch Ryoko's display with Tenchi was harder than she had thought. She felt a tingling heat between her legs, but knew that she wouldn't be permitted to do anything about it.
“Yes, mistress,” she whispered.
“Good.” Ryoko kissed Tenchi one last time, then knelt and took him into her mouth. He gasped in shock and Ayeka's breath caught in her throat as Ryoko drew back, leaving Tenchi's manhood glistening for a moment before she licked her lips and swallowed him again. The pirate heard it and cast a golden glance sideways at the princess, catching her gaze. She winked.
“See how easy it is?”
“Ryoko...” Tenchi sighed. “That feels amazing.”
“Oh, we're only just beginning,” Ryoko smirked. “Ayeka?”
“Yes, mistress?” Ayeka's head jerked up and she blushed as she realised that she'd spoken too quickly, betraying her excitement. Ryoko noticed it and winked again as she tugged gently on Ayeka's leash.
“Come here.”
“Yes, mistress.” Ayeka tried not to sound too enthusiastic as she knelt next to Ryoko. She dared to glance up at Tenchi, and met his eyes for a brief, heart-skipping moment.
“Good girl.” Ryoko sat back. “I think you can take it from here, right?”
“Take...what from here?” Tenchi stammered.
“Be gentle with him, now, won't you?” Ryoko smiled, ignoring him.
Ayeka bobbed her head obediently. “Of course, mistress.”
She reached out a tentative hand and took hold of him. Tenchi shivered as she shifted her touch, the black lace of her gloves brushing over his sensitive skin. Ayeka saw him twitch in response and moved to sooth him with her mouth, starting with his tip and slowly working her way down his length.
“Oh, Tenchi,” she whispered.
Ryoko jerked her leash, not hard but enough to make her jump. “Focus, kitten.”
“Yes, mistress. I'm sorry.” Ayeka bowed demurely and bent over Tenchi's shaft again. Her tongue tasted him, and she licked her lips before she swallowed him once more. Tenchi moaned, going weak at the knees so he was forced to keel on the edge of the mattress. It made Ayeka's job a little easier as she crouched down to allow him, while Ryoko took advantage of the new position to sit upright and put her arms around Tenchi's shoulders.
“Isn't she a talented one, Tenchi?” she smiled, enjoying the look on his face.

"Oh, Ryoko...she certainly is...” Tenchi closed his eyes and shuddered. Ryoko chucked and kissed him deeply. Ayeka glanced up at the motion, but Ryoko reached down a hand and put it to the back of her head to keep her attention on her task, pushing her forward so far that her nose touched Tenchi's groin. Ayeka exulted at the feeling, while Tenchi gasped as she finally drew back. Ryoko silenced him with another kiss before he could properly inhale, leaving him breathless.
“Darling Lord Tenchi,” Ayeka whispered. “You do taste wonderful.”
“Quiet now, kitten,” Ryoko warned. She looked up at Tenchi and winked. “Although she does have a point.”
“She...oh, Ryoko...” Tenchi sighed as she kissed him again, leaning further forward and moving slowly to rub her breasts against his chest. Ayeka lapped at him and slid a hand up his inner thigh. Tenchi jumped as she cupped him, and Ayeka felt him stiffen in her mouth as she began massaging between his legs.
“Ayeka...” he moaned when Ryoko released him from the kiss.
“Yes, Lord Tenchi?” Ayeka smiled up at him innocently.
Ryoko grinned at the look on his face and nodded. “What is it, Tenchi?”
“Its just...if she keeps doing that...” Tenchi closed his eyes.
“Hmm?” Ryoko pressed her breasts against him more firmly, toying with the rat tail at the nape of his neck. Ayeka felt his shaft pulse as she stroked it languidly and she kissed its tip lovingly, cleaning it with her tongue. He moaned again.
“I'm...I'm going to...”
“Yes, Lord Tenchi,” Ayeka whispered. “Please do.”
“No.” Ryoko shook her head. “I've got a better idea.”
She pulled firmly on Ayeka's leash, drawing her away from Tenchi. He groaned with frustration and Ayeka looked up at Ryoko with a flash of irritation in her red eyes.
“Really, Ryoko, why would you interrupt when-”
“Just trust me, kitten,” Ryoko said. “Tenchi? Come here.”
Swallowing to wet his dry mouth, Tenchi nodded and obeyed. Ayeka kept glaring at Ryoko.
“What are you playing at now?”
“A kitten should show more respect to her mistress,” Ryoko chided her as she moved back to let Tenchi onto the bed. Slipping around behind Ayeka, she cupped the princess's chin and raised it. “You need to be taught a lesson.”
“I don't-mmf!” Ayeka's voice was cut off and her eyes flew wide as Ryoko gagged her with a strip of black silk. While she was still stationary with shock, Ryoko seized her wrists and tied them together with the dangling strap from one of her gloves.
“Ryoko?” Tenchi stared.
Ryoko was smirking. With snakebite speed, she wrapped the leash around under Ayeka's shoulder and pulled it tight across her front, pinning her tied arms over her chest. Sitting back, she compelled Ayeka to recline. She wrapped her legs around the stunned princess, who was only now starting to struggle, and used them to force her own legs apart firmly.
“Look at her, Tenchi,” Ryoko smiled. “Don't we have the sweetest little kitten in the galaxy?”
“Is...is she all right?” Tenchi moved forward. Ayeka was blushing furiously.
“Oh, she will be.” Ryoko nibbled on her ear. “We'll make sure of that.”
Ayeka squirmed, the motion only making it easier for Ryoko to hold her. Tenchi watched spellbound, taking in every detail of her body. Her purple hair falling over the ivory of her crown, her scarlet eyes wide and staring, the pink flush on her cheeks standing out against the alabaster of her skin. He followed her shapes down past her heaving chest to the small tuft of dark purple hair crowning her womanhood. He crept forward instinctively and lowered his head towards her. Ayeka flinched at the first kiss he placed on her skin, but allowed herself to relax as he began working his way down her body.
“Well done, Tenchi,” Ryoko smiled approvingly.
“Mmf!” Ayeka tensed as Tenchi arrived between her legs. Ryoko kissed her neck adoringly.
“Hush, kitten. Let him work.”
Tenchi closed his eyes and kissed Ayeka's prize, savouring her taste. He licked her slit from bottom to top, finding her bud and sucking it into his mouth. Ayeka gave a muffled cry and arched her back. Ryoko restrained her, holding her until she finally gave up and surrendered herself to her lovers with a sigh. Ryoko gradually let off the pressure of her leash and slipped out from behind her, laying her back on the pillows. She raised Ayeka's wrists and pressed them back against the wall to fully expose her breasts. Ayeka watched as Ryoko gave her a wink and bent down towards her. Ayeka strained, proffering her right breast and its nipple, shiny with hardness. Ryoko accepted the gift – or seemed to, stopping at the last inch and blowing cool air across the stiff peak. Ayeka closed her eyes and moaned through the gag in frustration. Ryoko exulted at the sight and finally relented, taking Ayeka's nipple in her mouth and lavishing attention on it with her tongue. Ayeka sighed gratefully.
“I told you to trust me, didn't I?” Ryoko grinned, moving across to the other breast. Ayeka moaned and nodded. The effect of Ryoko and Tenchi's attentions was building inside her. Every lap of Tenchi's tongue sent a wave of warmth washing through her. For his part, her intoxicating scent and taste was gripping his instincts and spurring him on. He probed her with his tongue, revelling in her nectar, then broke off to suckle on her bud again. Ayeka thrashed her head from side to side, cursing the gag which still held her back. Ryoko watched her for a moment, massaging her breasts, and then sat up.
“How is she, Tenchi?”
“She's beautiful,” Tenchi whispered.
Ryoko chuckled. “That she is.”
Ayeka moaned through her gag. Such was her arousal that Tenchi's affections were driving her towards a fast climax. She moved her hips rhythmically against his mouth, her breath quickening. Knowing what she wanted, Tenchi increased the pressure with his tongue and lips, stepping up the intensity of his ministrations. Ayeka exulted, arching her back. Ryoko saw how she was straining for her pleasure, and allowed herself a small smile.
“That's enough, Tenchi,” she said. “Stop.”
“Wha- what? Why?” Tenchi looked up in confusion. Ryoko took his arm and pulled him away from Ayeka, up into a deep kiss. She could taste the princess in his mouth. Ayeka herself gave a cry of disappointment at being denied her fulfilment and writhed on the bed. Ryoko released Tenchi and straddled her playfully.
“What was that, kitten? I couldn't hear you properly.”
Ayeka stiffened as Ryoko slipped a finger easily inside her, teasing her sensitive sex. She struggled again, before she relaxed and let Ryoko have her way with her. The pirate's finger was finding special places inside her, and she could feel her pleasure building again. She began grinding her hips frantically against Ryoko's hand. But once again, Ryoko seemed to know the signs, and took her right to the edge before she drew back. Ayeka gave a muffled scream of frustration, her whole body tingling. She needed only the slightest encouragement to reach her climax, but Ryoko was clearly bent on denying her. She leaned over the desperate Juraian and kissed her forehead patronisingly.
“You really are far too much fun, you know.”
Ayeka shivered and tried to glare at Ryoko angrily in reply.
“Come on, kitten.” Ryoko kissed her again. “Turn over.”
Sighing, she complied without objection, wondering just how long Ryoko was planning on tormenting her for. Ryoko propped Ayeka up on her knees and parted her buttocks for Tenchi with an evil grin. Ayeka gave a muffled cry and wriggled on the bed, which only made matters worse as it attracted a sharp slap on her rump from Ryoko. The combination of embarrassment at the shameless display and arousal at the thought of what it must be doing to Tenchi combined with her anticipation to produce an intoxicating cocktail. He stared helplessly, his erection bobbing as he moved forward. Leaving Ayeka for a moment, Ryoko vanished and reappeared behind Tenchi, pushing him forward until he bumped into her. Ayeka could feel his hardness pressing along her slit. It was maddening beyond description to be so close to him and yet be denied his presence. She gave a muffled cry of frustration as she pressed herself against him, moving her hips in a vain effort to gain some satisfaction.
“Ayeka...” Tenchi put his hand on her flank, but her movements soon brought it onto her rump. She seemed to enjoy it, and ground herself against him even more firmly.
“Well, I think we can all see what she wants,” Ryoko grinned. “I think she's learned her lesson, too. So let's just get rid of this, shall we?”
Ryoko leaned over to undo the buckle on Ayeka's ball gag. Ayeka gasped gratefully at its removal. Finally free, she couldn't hold back from expressing her desires in a sudden gasp of passion.
“Fuck me, Lord Tenchi!”
“Ayeka!” Unprepared to hear language like that from her, Tenchi froze and backed off nervously. “Are...are you all right?”
“Of course she is,” grinned Ryoko wolfishly. “She's just telling you what she wants. Go on, princess. Tell him again.”
“I...I want you to fuck me, Lord Tenchi,” Ayeka said quietly, very conscious of his concerned gaze. “Please...I want you to take me...take me the way you take Ryoko...”
“Ayeka, I...” Tenchi swallowed nervously. “I'm...I'm not sure that I should...”
“Why not?”
“Well, because you're a princess...because you should be treated-”
“Forget that!” Ayeka shook her head. “For once, Tenchi, just forget that! Please...let me just be your Ayeka.”
“Are...are you sure?”
“Of course I'm sure.” Ayeka bit her lip. “That's why I asked Ryoko to...to do all of this...”
“It was all her idea?” Tenchi looked at Ryoko, who shrugged casually.
“What can I say? It seemed like a good idea. And it was awfully sweet the way she begged me...”
“Let me be yours, Tenchi,” Ayeka whispered. “Please.”
Tenchi swallowed and nodded. “As...as you wish, my prin-”
“Ah-ah,” Ryoko shook her head. “Not tonight, remember?”
“My...Ayeka.”
Ayeka gave a sigh of happiness at his assent, but the soft sound became a cry of anticipation when she felt him at her entrance. Despite her wetness, there was still a feeling of pressure as he entered her, but it subsided as he began moving to massage it away.
“Very good.” Ryoko watched approvingly. “But you're still not getting it, Tenchi. She asked you to fuck her. So you'd better do it.”
“I'm not sure-”
“Gods, you're a slow learner sometimes.” Ryoko shook her head. She reached out and casually pulled Ayeka's arms out from under her, causing her to drop face-first into the pillows, Tenchi on top of her. The sensation of being pinned down under his weight made her cry out. For his part, Tenchi gasped as the movement buried him as deep inside her as it was possible to go.
“Ayeka!”
“Lord Tenchi! Oh, gods, yes!”
Her exultant cry came as a surprise, but a welcome one, and he began thrusting into her more firmly, taking encouragement from the way she reacted. She yelped with every movement, growing in volume until she stuffed her face into one of the pillows to muffle herself.
“Good boy, Tenchi,” Ryoko watched approvingly, touching herself between her legs. “Very, very good...”
“Ayeka...” Tenchi gasped. “Oh, Ayeka...”
“Lord Tenchi...” Ayeka gripped the sheet in her hands, balling it up into her fists. “You feel so good...”
“So do you, Ayeka...” Tenchi closed his eyes. It was obvious that this what she wanted and he determined to play his part. “My Ayeka...my...my kitten...”
The sound of him using Ryoko's pet name for her touched Ayeka as deeply and erotically as his manhood, and she cried out again.
“All yours, Tenchi. All yours!”
Ryoko reached between Tenchi's legs to cup him and urge him on. He gave a hoarse growl and thrust himself forward, pushing Ayeka down again. She could feel almost his entire weight on top of her, and she rejoiced in the sensations.
“Are you almost ready, Tenchi?” Ryoko murmured in his ear. “I think our little kitten wants her milk...”
“Oh, Gods, yes!” Ayeka turned her head to speak. “Please, Lord Tenchi...give your kitten her milk...please...”
It was all too much for Tenchi, who threw his head forward as he redoubled his efforts. Ayeka cried out as he overpowered her, and cried out once more as she felt his pleasure burst inside her. Feeling his thrusts slowing, she took up the motions herself as her own climax, long-denied, finally approaching. Ryoko grabbed her collar and pushed her down, administering another smack on her rump as she did so.
“Your turn now, kitten,” she whispered. “Take everything he has.”
“Y...yes, mistress. Yes!” Ayeka screamed into the pillow as she came. Tenchi groaned at the feeling of her tightening around him as if seeking to drain the last drop of his seed, and he pushed himself to keep thrusting, driving her through her orgasm until it subsided at last. Ayeka collapsed onto the bed beneath him, and he climbed off her shakily.
“Ayeka...Ryoko...” he flopped down beside her. Ryoko kissed him lovingly.
“Well done, Tenchi,” she said. “And I'm sure our princess would agree.”
Ayeka sighed happily. She had curled up into a warm little ball instinctively. She could feel Tenchi's seed already dripping from her sex between her legs. Despite Ryoko's resumed use of her title, she had never felt less like a princess – and she had never felt better for it.
“Very much so,” she said. “And thank you. To both of you. For indulging me so.”
“Hey, it was fun for us, too,” Ryoko kissed her lightly, removing the headband with the cat ears, as if symbolically freeing her from her period of imprisonment.
“I'm just glad you didn't mind,” said Tenchi.
Ayeka giggled. “Certainly not. I'm quite in your debts now.”
“I'm sure I'll think of some suitably devilish way to call it in,” Ryoko flashed Tenchi a grin. He sighed.
“I suppose I don't get a say in that, do I?”
Ryoko grinned.
“Correct...”
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