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The Seduction Of Kirie Kojima
By : moviefan
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(A/N: Whoo, boy, here we go. It's a long one. The next of my lemon challenges, and the second of my girl/girl ones. It has one of my favorite yuri ships too. Don't ask me why I like it so much, because I couldn't tell you, I simply like it. I've wanted to do one for them for a while, but never got around to it. Maybe that's why it's my longest one-shot yet. I don't usually like having one-shots be so long and would prefer to break them up into multiple chapters, but it just doesn't flow well otherwise. I really didn't think it'd turn out so lengthy, but the words just kept coming out of my head. Just a small warning though. This is a seduction-based lemon story, and one of the characters gets a little... pushy, but it's all consensual, there's just hesitance on the other character's part. I wanted to make that clear so no one got the wrong impression. I had to have things play out this way in order to keep things canon and keep everyone in character. And remember, my thoughts and opinions don't necessarily reflect that of the characters in the story, I'm just trying to keep them all in character.)
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"THE SEDUCTION OF KIRIE KOJIMA"
A slight groan escaped Kirie’s lips as she stared at the bed before her, knowing what soon would be taking place in it. She couldn’t believe that she had agreed to this, but she had made a deal, and Kirie Kojima always honored her agreements.
That didn’t mean she had to like it though. She had been boxed into a corner, so to speak. Although, she once again wondered if that had been true. Maybe she could have handled things on her own, however, unlikely that would have been, for as strong as she was and as skilled as she was at fighting, she knew when she was in over her head. Which had been exactly what had brought her here.
‘That’s what I get for trying to help out my friends,’ she thought with a mental sigh. ‘I guess no good deed does go unpunished.’
She must have been pretty lost in thought, because she failed to notice the figure approaching behind her until it placed a hand on each of her shoulders. “Miss Kirie, are you ready?” they asked in a seductive voice.
An unpleasant shiver ran down Kirie’s spine and she reluctantly turned around. Standing before her was Kosame, one of the bodyguards of Lisa Fukuyama. No longer was she wearing the suit she usually wore while on duty, but was now currently wearing a silk robe, apparently fresh from a shower. Kirie too wore similar attire, also having used the facilities of the Fukuyama household where Kosame and her fellow bodyguard, Hayate, lived.
Kirie attempted to keep a cold stoic look on her face as she glared at Kosame. The older woman was staring at her with a smile on her face, a blush on her cheeks, and eyes that quite literally shined with desire. Kirie felt her own embarrassed blush threaten to creep up on her own face under Kosame’s gaze, and willed the warmth out of her cheeks, not wanting to let the bodyguard mistake it for something else. This was nothing more than her fulfilling her end of the bargain she had made, nothing more.
“Let’s just get this over with,” she grumbled, making it very clear how unhappy she was with this whole arrangement.
An amused chuckle escaped Kosame as she found the expression of the girl she loved and adored more than anything to be utterly delightful. “Don’t be in such a hurry. I plan to savor this. After all, I finally got you.”
Kirie resisted the urge to take a step back. “T-This is a one-time thing. I’m only here because of our deal.”
Rather than being discouraged, Kosame’s smile widened. “We’ll see about that. Let’s just wait and see how you feel afterwards before you decide anything.”
Reaching up, she cupped Kirie’s cheek. Her thumb gently stroked the soft skin before slowly sliding over Kirie’s lips. Kosame stared at them lovingly, a hungry look in her eyes. Unable to hold back any longer, she leaned in. Kirie closed her own eyes and moved to meet her halfway as she shared yet another kiss with the woman who had stolen her first.
Kosame’s other hand came up around Kirie and pressed against her back, pulling her in close. Kirie’s eyes snapped wide open as their chests pressed together, and her hands came up to grasp Kosame’s robe. She didn’t know why she was so affected; she would be feeling a lot more than that before this was over.
When Kosame’s tongue pressed against her lips, Kirie gasped and pulled back. Kosame kept hold of her though, keeping her close, and gave her soon-to-be-lover a smile. The hand that had been on her cheek moved to grasp her chin, gently tilting Kirie’s head up to meet her hungry gaze. “Now, now, Miss Kirie, none of that. There’s no need. I plan to make you feel really good.”
She leaned in and kissed her again, a little more forcefully this time. Her other hand went to grasp Kirie’s shoulder as she guided them back to the bed. A gasp escaped Kirie as she felt the back of her legs touch the bed, but Kosame refused to break contact. She pushed forward some more, and then they were falling. They bounced on the bed, lips still locked.
Just as Kirie thought she was going to pass out from lack of air, Kosame broke the kiss. She stared down at her lovingly, her eyes a blaze with passion, and Kirie’s mind once again flashed back to how she had ended up in this predicament.
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Flashback
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It had been bound to happen eventually. They all knew it would, even those hoping for a different outcome. Yukinari proposed to Miharu, who had joyfully accepted. While most were quite happy for the two, there were a few who were disappointed. Kirie had been, a little bit anyway.
She had long since given up on her feelings for Yukinari, choosing instead to support her friends and their love, but it still hurt a little. Yukina had been disappointed too, but despite her feelings for Yukinari, she too had known that this would happen eventually. She did, however, hold onto the hope that now that she was cured of her “boy allergy” that she too would be able to find love.
Those most upset over the engagement had been the siblings Lisa and Kazuharu Fukuyama. Lisa had fallen into a depression, going back and forth between crying for the loss of her “soulmate” and trying to figure out what had gone wrong in the prediction of who her destined partner was supposed to be.
Kazuharu, however, had been furious that he wouldn’t be able to add Miharu to the harem he intended to create for himself; his so-called girls only paradise. He had then doubled his efforts in his pursuit of Koyomi and Kirie, which usually ended in him getting laid out by Kirie. Tomoka would then assure him that he still had her, and she would be happy to marry him once she grew up.
The real problem happened when Hijiri Kanata learned of the engagement. Though she had mostly turned her attentions to Kirie, she still hadn’t given up on making Miharu hers, and fully intended on getting both of them. And so, when she heard of the engagement, she had abducted both Miharu and Yukinari and brought them back to Seiren, the former to be her sex slave, and the latter to lock away so he couldn’t rescue Miharu again.
She’d used her mind control to ensnare Miharu and physical force to capture Yukinari. However, she knew that she wouldn’t be able to overpower Kirie with either, and so had resorted to simple blackmail, all but challenging Kirie to come to Seiren to rescue her friends.
It wouldn’t have been the first rescue operation Kirie would have undergone. Getting to Seiren wouldn’t be a problem thanks to Koyomi. It was getting back that might be an issue. With Hijiri’s mind controlling ability, Kirie had little doubt that there would be a number of people under her control, waiting to capture her as soon as she arrived in the nearly all-female alternate world. And while Kirie was strong and good at fighting, she wasn’t foolish enough to think that she could defeat an entire small army alone. And she had absolutely no intention of getting caught and ending up as Hijiri’s sex slave.
And so she had sought out help, particularly from the Fukuyamas. Unfortunately, all this had happened at a very inopportune time. Kazuharu had gotten a little too touchy-feely again with Kirie and Koyomi, resulting in Kirie performing one of her takedown moves on him. However, it seemed she had gone a little too hard on him this time, resulting in him ending up in a mini-coma.
He would wake up soon though and be perfectly fine, but while he was out, his entire staff was devoting all their attention to him. That included Lilica, the strongest and most skilled fighter Kirie knew. And no matter how much Kirie begged, the maid insisted that her master’s wellbeing took precipice over anything else, even Yukinari and Miharu’s abduction.
To make matters worse, Lisa was still spiraling in her depression over Yukinari and Miharu’s engagement. Apparently, she had locked herself in her room and had been praying almost non-stop to the dark god she had sworn allegiance to, and refused to even see Kirie, or allow her to even leave a message. And as her loyal bodyguard, Hayate was unwilling to leave her during this distressing time.
Which left Kosame, Lisa’s other loyal bodyguard. On par with Kirie herself in terms of strength and fighting skills, Kirie had been planning on asking for her assistance in rescuing her friends as well. However, it seemed that she too would not leave Lisa’s side during her time of need.
That was not good. Kirie knew that if she didn’t do something to convince her to help, then she would need to go save her friends with only Tomoka and their pet seal-like alien, Ebi, and Yukina to aid her. And while Yukina’s powers would be helpful, they would be up against an army; they needed more muscle.
“Please,” she begged the bodyguard, once she had finally gotten Kosame to stop trying to molest her long enough to actually listen to what she had to say. “We need to save them. They’re our friends.”
“We’re more like acquaintances,” Kosame corrected, “or friends by association. I will not abandon Miss Lisa in her time of need for either of them.”
Kirie did her best to try and hide her frustration. “But don’t you think Lisa would be sad if we don’t save them?”
Kosame stubbornly looked away. “They’re the reason Miss Lisa is broken-hearted in the first place.”
This was getting Kirie nowhere fast. Although she didn’t want to do this, she would have to use Kosame’s weakness against her. She knew that Kosame was in love with her, pretty much obsessively so, and so decided to use this to her advantage. She did this by slowly reaching out and touching the back of Kosame’s hand and down-casting her eyes, trying to look coy.
“Won’t you do this as a favor for me?” she asked pleadingly.
Almost immediately, she felt Kosame grasp her hand, and she looked up to see the bodyguard staring at her with a rather perverted grin on her face. “Oh, Miss Kirie, you know I would do anything for you!”
Pulling her hand free, Kirie dropped the act and perked up. “Then you’ll help me rescue Yukinari and Miharu?”
An amused chuckle escaped Kosame. “Oh, Miss Kirie, I think we need to properly clarify what ‘for you’ means. And while I would ordinarily not mind doing you a favor, I’m afraid I can’t leave Miss Lisa when she needs the support of those closest to her.”
Kirie could see that this really wasn’t going anywhere, and she sighed in resignation. Kosame frowned at the dejected look on her love’s face, not liking to see her so unhappy.
Suddenly, something clicked in Kosame’s head, and she was struck by inspiration. A mischievous and flirtatious smile appeared on her face as she moved closer to Kirie, entering the younger girl’s personal space. “Don’t look so sad, Miss Kirie. I didn’t say that I absolutely wouldn’t help; I can be convinced if offered the right… incentive.”
Kirie looked up at her. “What do you mean?”
A light chuckle slipped past Kosame’s lips as she reached out, placing a finger under Kirie’s chin and bringing their faces closer together. “If you want it, I’ll go to Seiren with you and help rescue your friends, but I want something in return.” She leaned in closer until they were almost kissing, her eyes staring deeply into Kirie’s. “I want to have you in my bed for a night.”
Gasping in surprise, Kirie took a step back, her cheeks red with embarrassment. “W-Wh-What? What are you talking about?”
Kosame’s cheeks were now red too, but for a completely different reason as she stared at Kirie dreamily. “Oh, you know what I’m talking about, Miss Kirie. I want you in my bed, and I do mean as my lover.”
A growl escaped Kirie. She really should have seen this coming. Kosame had been trying to bed her pretty much since the first moment they met. And she had been rather forward and forceful about it too. So far, she had been able to escape every time, but she knew that Kosame would not give up. She was almost obsessively in love with her after all. Now that she thought about it, this proposal wasn’t surprising at.
“I’m not into girls,” she insisted. “You know I’m not.”
This didn’t deter Kosame in the least. In fact, she looked rather amused by it. “How do you know if you’ve never tried? Maybe you should experiment a little. You may discover something new about yourself. You wouldn’t be the first.”
Kirie shook her head furiously. “No way! I’m not some whore who sells her body!”
Still looking amused, Kosame reached out and cupped her cheek. “Nor do I think you are. All I’m asking is that you try and be a little more open-minded with me and not just run away. I fully intend on being your one and only, Miss Kirie. This will help speed up the process.”
“I’m not gay!”
This earned another chuckle from Kosame. “I’m not saying you’re gay, nor am I trying to convert you. Well, not really anyway. Besides, I don’t want you to look at other girls; I only want you to look at me, me personally.”
Reaching up, Kirie pushed her hand away. “But I’m telling you, I’m into boys. I don’t find girls attractive.”
Moving closer, Kosame wrapped her arms around Kirie and pulled her flush against her. “That’s because you never looked at girls as something you could be attracted to. Sometimes after you try something you don’t think you’ll like, you’ll find that you do in fact enjoy it. I’m sure that you weren’t always attracted to boys either; that came with puberty and the prospect of finding a sexual partner before you even considered it. Maybe if you give it a chance and actually consider having a relationship with another woman, you’ll realize that you can find the female body to be attractive, just as you did with boys once you became old enough.”
Kirie struggled in her hold, trying to push the older woman away from her. “I’m pretty sure that attraction comes before the realization of the attraction, not the other way around. Now let go of me!”
Instead, Kosame buried her face in Kirie’s chest and began nuzzling her breasts. “No, not always. Sometimes you have to realize it’s an option before you can find something attractive. Come on, Miss Kirie, as the saying goes, don’t knock it until you try it.”
The change in position allowed Kirie to get her in a proper hold. “Go knock it… IN HELL!!!”
She managed to throw Kosame off her and slam her to the ground. Dizzy swirls appeared in Kosame’s eyes as Kirie jumped to her feet. Placing her hands on her hips, she glared down at the bodyguard.
“I didn’t come here to play games,” she snapped. “I came here for help. If you’re not going to help, then I’m leaving.”
She continued to glare at the fallen woman, but Kosame didn’t move. Kirie’s scowl lessened and she raised an eyebrow. “Kosame?” Still no response, and Kirie got worried that she may have seriously hurt the older woman. “Kosame, are you ok? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She dropped to her knees and leaned over her. Kosame’s eyes suddenly snapped open and she reached out. Grasping Kirie’s face, she pulled her into a heated kiss. Kirie’s eyes nearly popped out of her head in surprise, and a cry of protest escaped her as she felt Kosame’s tongue push into her mouth and begin exploring.
Crying out some more, Kirie pulled away and jumped to her feet, her hand going to her mouth, rubbing it furiously. “You kissed me! Again!”
Chuckling and looking very proud of herself, Kosame got to her feet, reaching up to trace her lips. “Now I have your first and second kiss.”
“You pervert!” Kirie yelled, and threw a punch.
Much to her surprise, Kosame managed to catch her fist. She was further surprised when the bodyguard yanked her forward, wrapping an arm around her to hold her close, and placed a finger under her chin so they were looking at each other, their faces close.
“I’ve studied your moves, Miss Kirie,” Kosame told her. “I’ve made it my business to know everything about you.”
“Stalker.”
“Mmm,” Kosame mumbled, not even bothering to deny it. “I prefer to think of it as getting to know my soulmate.”
“Let me go!” Kirie snapped, slapping her hand away and pulling out of her hold. “I’m not your soul-anything. I don’t even know if I can technically consider us friends.”
Rather than dissuade her, this just made Kosame’s smile widen. “I don’t want to be friends, Miss Kirie. I want us to be lovers.”
“Stop. It.”
“I’m serious,” Kosame replied, stepping forward, all traces of playfulness suddenly disappearing, and Kirie blinked in surprise. “You may think that I’m some perverted stalker or that I’m just playing games, but I’m dead serious. I really do love you, Miss Kirie, and I want you more than you know. I’m never going to stop trying to win your heart.”
Kirie was surprised. Despite Kosame coming off as playful in her pursuit of her, she knew that the older woman was serious behind it all, as opposed to someone like Fukuyama who would hump anything with a pair of tits and would never even consider monogamy. It was one of the reasons why she tolerated Kosame a little more than the far more perverted rich boy. But still, she was caught off guard at the sudden level of seriousness in which Kosame had declared her intentions.
Shaking her head, she held out her arms. “Well, none of that matters, because there’s nothing here for you to pursue. I’m just not into girls.”
“How do you know?” Kosame asked insistently. “You never even considered trying. You’ve never looked at a woman as a possible love interest before, have you? So how could I ever give up?” But then she gave a small shrug. “Not that I ever would anyway, but that’s beside the point. I’ll try for as long as it takes. Because you’re worth it, Miss Kirie. You can refuse me a million times, you can hold me at arm’s length for the rest of your life, but I’m going to win you over someday, even if I have to chase away all other potential love interests for you. I will make you my bride, I swear it.”
Once again, Kirie was caught off guard by the amount of seriousness and determination that Kosame was displaying; her pursuits were usually far more playful on her part. Still, her response caused Kirie’s eye to twitch in annoyance. “Geez, so stubborn.”
Kosame’s playfulness instantly returned at that. “So are you, Miss Kirie. It’s one of the many things I love about you. But, yes, I can be very stubborn. And that’s why I’m not budging on this. I need to be here for Miss Lisa right now, but my offer still stands. My help for one night with you, no holds barred.” She pointed at her. “I’ve tried to be patient, but if you’re still not going to give me a chance or give in to my seductions, then I’ll take advantage of the situation and work on winning you over from there.”
Kirie sweat-dropped. “You’re kidding me.”
“So then,” Kosame continued, “what’s it going to be? Do you want my help saving your friends, or not?”
A frustrated growl escaped Kirie and she clenched her fists in annoyance. She was stuck, boxed into a corner. Even with Kosame’s help, this would be a difficult fight. She couldn’t face Hijiri and who knew how many people that were under her hypnosis alone, and she would not allow herself to fall prey to that perverted psychopath; the woman was likely into some pretty sick fetishes and messed up sex games that Kirie had no intention of ever experiencing. She needed help wherever she could get it, and Kosame was offering her a deal. But was she really willing to sacrifice her body to save her friends?
A loud, resigned sigh escaped Kirie as her shoulders slumped, and she resisted the urge to throw her hands up in the air. “Fine then, you have a deal.”
Kosame’s face lit up with excitement and she clasped her hands together. “Really!? You mean it!?”
Kirie groaned. “Yes, I’ll spend one night in your bed if you help.”
If Kosame were a dog, Kirie imagined her tail would be rapidly wagging. She looked like a little kid at Christmas. “Oh, Miss Kirie, you’ve made me so happy! I swear, I’ll be the best lover you ever had!”
A blush filled Kirie’s face at those words, and she pointed an accusing finger at the bodyguard. “J-Just so we’re clear, this is for one night only. And I’m not doing any nasty, perverted, kinky stuff or any crazy fetish crap. And this only happens if we successfully manage to save Yukinari and Miharu. And we also have to make sure that Hijiri can never do anything like this again.”
But it seemed as if Kosame was barely paying attention to her anymore. Her eyes were hooded with a dreamy look in them, and she was grinning ear to ear as a trail of drool ran down to her chin, which she promptly wiped away. “Yes, Miss Kirie, I understand. Although, I fully intend to make you want to have more than one night. And don’t worry, I’m not into any kinky stuff like Miss Lisa’s pervert of a brother; I simply want to ravish you.” She suddenly reached out and took one of Kirie’s hands in hers. “I’m going to make such beautiful love to you that you’ll never want me to stop.”
Kirie resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “I’m sure you will.”
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The rescue mission had been a success. Aside from Kosame, Kirie had indeed managed to recruit Tomoka and Yukina into helping her. The magic girl had not been happy learn that Hijiri had gone rogue and done what she had done. But Yukina was a magic user, not a fighter, which had been part of the reason Kirie had accepted Kosame’s deal; she needed another fighter on her side.
Just as Kirie predicted, there had indeed been a number of women under Hijiri’s control waiting for them. And while Yukina had been able to use her power to deal with most of the hypnotized women, Kirie and Kosame had fought their way through the rest of them until they confronted the mastermind herself.
Hijiri was a skilled fighter herself, but she was no match for the teamwork of both Kosame and Kirie, and the two of them easily took her down, putting an end to the fight with a punch from each of them striking both sides of Hijiri’s jaw at the same time on opposite sides of her. Kosame had then followed up with a particularly brutal beating when Hijiri tried and failed to hypnotize them both, later claiming that it was because of her love for Kirie that she was unable to so much as look at another woman, let alone fall victim to one’s hypnotism, hence why she had been able to resist.
And so, Yukinari and Miharu had been rescued and returned to Earth. All those under Hijiri’s control were freed, and she herself was severally punished for her crimes of acting on her own agenda behind Yukina’s back. She faced a harsh sentence for her kidnapping and enslavement attempt, and was forbidden from ever hypnotizing anyone again or interfering with the lives of anyone on Earth again, even getting banned from returning there ever again.
But now that all that had been dealt with, the time had come for Kirie to make good on her deal with Kosame. And it had been rather embarrassing when it seemed that her friends had somehow caught wind of the situation, though they all seemed to be under the impression that she and Kosame were merely going on a date. And much to her shock, several of them, mostly Miharu and Tomoka, actually thought it was “about time” that she and Kosame got together.
Naturally, Kirie kept the truth of what she would really be doing with Kosame tonight a secret. There was no getting out of her deal though; she’d tried, but Kosame refused to negotiate. Thus, she now found herself in her current situation, laying on her back on the bodyguard’s bed with the older woman hovering over her, both of them wearing nothing more than silk robes; courtesy of Kazuharu, who had woken from his coma some time ago.
Kosame was staring down at her in a way that was both loving and like she was a meal she couldn’t wait to devour. Kirie did her best to try and appear composed, but her heart was racing rapidly and anxiety was making her stomach do flips. Even now, she still couldn’t believe she as going to do this, despite having agreed and consented to it.
“Miss Kirie,” Kosame drawled, reaching out and stroking her face, “shall we begin?”
Narrowing her eyes, Kirie turned away. “Just hurry it up.”
An amused chuckle escaped the woman above her. “Oh no, I don’t think so. I’ve waited too long to have you in my bed, my love. I told you, I’m going to take my time and savor this. And I’m going to make sure you feel so much pleasure that you never want me to stop. I’m going to make you love me, Miss Kirie. This is the start of our lives together. I’m going to love you forever.”
Kirie glared up at her. “You can’t force someone to love you, Kosame.”
“No,” the bodyguard agreed, “but you can earn their love, This is the beginning of that. Since you can’t resist me anymore thanks to our deal, I finally have the opportunity to get you to give me a chance. I’ll take getting you to look at me as a potential love interest to be a win.”
“I told you, I’m not into girls.”
Kosame just chuckled. “Well, let’s see if I can change your mind about that.” She glanced down and flicked the tie of Kirie’s robe. “Open that for me. I want to see your beautiful body.”
Closing her eyes, Kirie let out a sigh. With slightly trembling hands that she tried so hard to keep from shaking, she reached for the knot of her robe. She had never done anything like this before and was very nervous, but did her best to try and look cool and collect. She watched as Kosame stared at her longingly as she undid the tie of her robe, then rested her hands on the bed.
Kosame didn’t seem deterred that she didn’t actually open her robe. She instead reached for the seam of her robe herself and began to part it. On reflex, Kirie’s hands came up as if to stop her, but Kosame grabbed her wrists and eased them back down to the bed beside her head.
Giving Kirie an amused smirk, she shook her head, then returned her attention to the seam of her robe. Releasing her wrists, she reached for the opening and began to peal it open. Blushing in embarrassment, Kirie turned her head away as Kosame slowly opened her robe, exposing her to the older woman’s gaze. Sitting up straighter, her eyes absolutely shined with desire as they began running up and down her nearly naked body. Only the pair of panties she had on beneath her robe hid any last traces of modesty.
“Lovely,” she said softly, as she seemed so fond of saying whenever she saw the younger girl.
She slowly reached out and placed a hand over one of Kirie’s breasts. She was gentle though, her touch light, which surprised Kirie; she’d expected Kosame to immediately pounce and start pawing at her the way she usually did every time their paths crossed. Instead, she began lovingly caressing her breast, and if Kirie was honest… it didn’t not feel nice.
Leaning down, Kosame brought her mouth to Kirie’s other breast. Kirie expected her to just start sucking on her nipple, but instead she was once again surprised as Kosame just barely allowed her parted lips to graze over her skin. She could feel the bodyguard’s breath lightly tickle her and felt the smallest, briefest touch of her tongue.
“So lovely,” she repeated, and began making her way down Kirie’s body with feather-light touches. “So beautiful. I knew you would be. None of your pictures can compare to the sight of the real thing. I just want to taste every inch of your body.”
Kirie’s eyes had been squeezed shut, her nails digging into her palms as Kosame lightly touched her, but then her words registered to her and she lifted her head. “Wait, what pictures?”
Now down by her feet, rubbing her cheek against Kirie’s ankle, Kosame chuckled. “The nudes and underwear shots Master Kazuharu took of you. You should really keep an eye out for any hidden cameras he plants.”
“That pervert has pictures of me!?” Kirie thundered furiously.
Kosame chuckled again as she moved further up her leg and nuzzled her inner thigh. “Don’t worry, I made sure to confiscate them all once I found out about them. The only one allowed to masturbate to pictures of you is me.”
“That’s not any better!”
“No?” She made her way back up Kirie’s body so she was hovering over her again. “You would rather have him than me get off to pictures of you?”
“I don’t want anyone getting off to pictures of me! Especially since I never agreed to take them. Why do the two of you have to be such perverts?”
But Kosame just smiled and shook her finger. “Ah, ah, ah, Miss Kirie. Master Kazuharu is the pervert. He’ll go after any girl with a pretty face or sexy body. But me, I only have eyes for you.”
She playfully tapped her nose, but this did nothing to quell Kirie’s outrage. “I don’t care. I don’t want either of you two masturbating to me.”
Kosame sighed dreamily. “Oh, Miss Kirie, I love it when you get so fiery. But don’t worry, now that I have the real thing, I have no need for pictures or videos.”
“What videos!?”
“And you know,” the bodyguard continued, ignoring the question, “as opposed as you are to me trying to seduce you–”
“Molest me.”
“Aggressively seduce you,” Kosame compromised, “I can’t help but notice that you’re a lot more tolerant of and lenient towards me than you are towards Master Kazuharu. Funny you would be more disgusted by him than me when you say you don’t like women.”
Kirie’s eyes widened. What she said was true. “That’s just because he’s a lot worse than you are, and far more perverted. You’re reading too much into it.”
Kosame chuckled. “So you admit that you prefer me to him?”
A growl of frustration escaped the younger girl at the way her words were being twisted. “Geez, will you quit acting like that means something. It’s basically just the lesser of two evils. If I have one person who’s a total horn dog and raging pervert twenty-four-seven who only views me as a sex object versus someone who genuinely loves me but is also a pervert, of course I’m going to prefer one over the other.”
She’d meant both implications to be negative, but Kosame’s eyes began shining as if she had just been given a special treat. “So you do prefer me then. And you’re acknowledging my love for you.”
Kirie almost wanted to scream in frustration, but instead sighed as she let her head fall back in resignation. “Sheesh, I didn’t know you were this optimistic.”
Smiling, Kosame slowly leaned in. “When it comes to you, Miss Kirie, I’ll take whatever I can get.”
Kirie closed her eyes as she expected Kosame to kiss her again. And she did, just not where she expected. Instead, she felt Kosame’s lips on her forehead. She then began lightly peppering kisses all across her face, slowly getting closer to her mouth. And the closer she got, the more Kirie felt her lips begin to tingle as if in anticipation, but surely that couldn’t be the case.
Kosame paused just short of actually kissing her. Her lips hovered mere millimeters above Kirie’s, her breathing lightly tickling her mouth. Keeping her eyes closed, Kirie waited with baited breath, almost wishing she would just get it over with already, but instead, Kosame just barely grazed her lips with hers, and Kirie caught herself wetting hers.
“Miss Kirie,” Kosame whispered, her voice laced with desire.
She finally sealed their lips together. It was almost a relief for her to finally kiss her and put her out of her misery. Kirie remembered that she was meant to participate, not just be a receptive, and began kissing her back, putting her limited kissing skills to the test; all of which, ironically, involved the woman above her.
Upon feeling Kirie kissing her back, Kosame kissed her even harder, and their lips began moving against each other. After a while though, Kosame began to coax Kirie’s lips open, and the moment she did, she slipped her tongue inside, deepening the kiss. Kirie’s eyes snapped open in surprise, and a small cry escaped her as she felt Kosame’s tongue make contact with hers. She tried to lift her arms, but Kosame kept them pinned down, refusing to break the kiss as she explored the younger girl’s mouth.
Kirie eventually stopped resisting and let her eyes drift shut again as Kosame kissed her. As the bodyguard’s tongue tangled with hers, small moans began to escape her, and at her persistence, Kirie’s own tongue began to rub against and coil with Kosame’s, earning her a moan from the older woman. And as their tongues danced together, Kirie reluctantly admitted that kissing another girl wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. She had initially thought that she would find it repulsive, but it actually felt… rather nice. Very nice actually.
Kosame finally broke the kiss when the need for air became too great, and the two began panting. A blush stained both of their faces as they both opened their eyes to stare at each other with hooded gazes, Kosame with a smile on her face.
“Oh, Miss Kirie,” she said dreamily, “kissing you is everything I thought it would be.”
Struggling to find her voice, Kirie regulated her breathing before speaking. “Enjoy it while you can. This is the only time you’ll get to.”
That earned her a chuckle. “We’ll see, Miss Kirie. We’ll see.” Releasing her wrists, she plucked at Kirie’s robe. “Take this off. I want access to all of you.”
With a sigh, Kirie sat up and pushed the open robe off her shoulders. She slipped her arms out of the sleeves, letting it drop to the mattress, then lifted herself up to pull it out from underneath her and toss it off the bed. Then she laid down once more and glanced at Kosame. The bodyguard’s eyes were shining brightly, and Kirie felt shy under her gaze. Somehow, even though she could already see pretty much all of her, actually discarding her robe, leaving her in nothing but her panties, felt even more embarrassing, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
“No!” Kosame snapped, grabbing Kirie’s arms and prying them away. “Don’t hide yourself from me. Let me see those beautiful breasts of yours. I want to look at you.”
Kirie’s mouth thinned, but she kept her arms by her sides where Kosame placed them. The older woman then took her time to once again admire Kirie’s nearly naked body.
How many nights had she fantasized having Kirie in her bed like this? Well, every night actually since she had first met her. And every day since, she had fallen more and more in love with her. Now that she finally had her, she was going to take full advantage of the situation.
What was ironic though is that if Kirie had really wanted her help in rescuing her friends, she would have gotten it without making this deal. Had Kirie ended up getting captured, Kosame would have torn Seiren apart to find her. And knowing her beloved, Kirie would refuse to leave without her friends, at which point Kosame would have had no choice but to join in on the rescue mission. But it seems that this hadn’t occurred to the younger girl.
Well, no matter, her lack of hindsight was Kosame’s gain. It was taking all of her self-control to not simply ravish the object of her affections, but she held herself back. Getting Kirie in her bed was just the incentive, she had something far more long-term in mind. She’d just needed the opportunity to kick things off.
“God, I want you,” Kosame whispered. “You have no idea how much.”
A light growl escaped Kirie. “Then just take me already and quit dragging this out. I would have thought you’d be all over me by now with the way you always throw yourself at me every time you see me.”
Kosame chuckled. “Oh my, someone is impatient. Are you actually feeling a little eager, Miss Kirie?”
“Yeah, eager to get this over with.”
Another chuckle. “Keep telling yourself that, but I don’t think you hate this anywhere near as much as you let on.”
Keeping hold of Kirie’s arms, she ran her hands down to her wrists. Leaning down, she kissed her again while bringing her hands up to place them over her head. She then transferred one of Kirie’s wrists over to the other so she was holding both in her right hand. With her left, she reached underneath the pillow and pulled out a pair of chains that were attached to the bedpost. While she had Kirie sufficiently distracted with her kiss, she suddenly snapped the cuffs shut on one of Kirie’s wrists, the inside padded so they wouldn’t hurt or rub.
Kirie gasped in surprise, breaking the kiss and looking up at her cuffed wrist. But by this time, Kosame had quickly grabbed her other hand and snapped the second cuff on that one as well, securely chaining her to the bed.
“Hey, what the hell!?” Kirie objected as she angrily pulled at the chains. “What is this!?”
Kosame smiled. “Just a little precaution. Something to make this more fun.”
“This isn’t fun for me! I’m not into bondage! I told you, no weird kinky stuff!”
Still smiling, Kosame shook her head. “This isn’t a kink or fetish, Miss Kirie. This is, shall we say, meant to help move things along.”
Kirie stopped struggling and gave her a questioning look. “Move things along how?”
Kosame placed a hand on Kirie’s leg and gently ran it up to her stomach, then began walking her middle and index fingers up her body. “You may have agreed to spend the night with me, but knowing you, you’ll still be resistant. This is just to make sure you won’t be able to until I can win you over.”
“What the hell does that mean exactly?”
With a longing sigh, Kosame leaned down and nuzzled her face in Kirie’s breasts, making the younger girl tense up. “We agreed on one night, but I want you for more than one night, Miss Kirie. I want every night. I want forever. So I’m not just going to have my way with you and leave it at that. Instead, this will be a seduction. I’m going to seduce you into wanting me. I’m going to get you to see me as an object of desire, to make you want me. And once I do, I’m going to win your heart.”
Kirie kept her eyes squeezed shut as Kosame began placing kisses over her breasts. “That’s not the way it works. I told you, you can’t force someone to have feelings for you.”
Kosame looked up at her. “But you can stir up feelings for someone. And besides, you already care for me, Miss Kirie. I know you do. I still remember how worried you were about me after I took that blow from Lilica; not to mention how angry you were at her afterwards. And you actually wept with relief when you realized that I was alright.”
“Yeah, and then you had to go and steal my first kiss.”
Kosame was anything but ashamed of that. “How could I resist? And you weren’t nearly as mad or upset as I think you would have been if it had been Master Kazuharu or Hijiri who had stolen your first kiss. That tells me that you accept me, at least to an extent.” She smiled broadly. “I also haven’t forgotten how you specifically said that you would be relying on me to guard Koyomi the first time you went to Seiren when you noticed how put-out I was after you asked Lilica to watch her. You care about my feelings and wellbeing, you want me to be happy, you–”
“That’s just normal compassion. I care about everyone, even that pervert Fukuyama.”
Still smiling, Kosame resumed kissing Kirie’s breasts. “It’s still a start, and I can work with that. But I think you care about me more than you think, and definitely more than you let on. You’re just opposed to my… aggressive pursuit. But now I can finally start to win you over.”
She suddenly took one of Kirie’s nipples in her mouth. Kirie cried out and her back arched in response, and Kosame chuckled, not removing her mouth. She suckled at Kirie’s nipple, lightly nibbling and swirling around on the rosy bud, teasing it to a point. One of her hands grabbed her other breast and began teasing that nipple as well, and she felt it harden and rise against her palm. She took it between her thumb and index finger, lightly tweaking and tugging at it.
Kirie’s eyes and mouth were shut tightly, and she sucked on her bottom lip as small whimpers escaped her. She turned her head left and right as she subconsciously lifted her chest to Kosame’s mouth and groping hand. The bodyguard switched sides, placing her mouth over Kirie’s other breast. Kirie pulled at the chains, but they kept her hands securely over her head.
She finally couldn’t hold it back anymore, and her mouth fell open in a gasping moan. Kosame smiled around her nipple and looked up at her, releasing it with a pop. “I really wish you wouldn’t hold back your lovely voice. I want to hear your sighs of pleasure.” She covered both of Kirie’s breasts with her hands and began fondling them. “Let me hear it, Miss Kirie. You don’t need to be embarrassed. I know you’re enjoying this.”
“I’m not,” Kirie objected in a whispered voice.
“Liar. But that’s fine, you can keep pretending for now. I’ll get you to admit it before long. There’s still so much that I want to do to you.”
Cracking open an eye, Kirie glanced down at her as Kosame circled her index finger around her beaded nipple. “So, what? Are you going to break out the strap-on and sex toys or something?”
Kosame openly laughed at that, burying her face into Kirie’s stomach and nuzzling her. When she gained control of herself again, she looked up at her soon-to-be lover with a smile. “No, Miss Kirie, I won’t be using any toys and such with you; I don’t need them. And besides, if my lack of a dick is really the only thing keeping us apart, then really all I need to do is get you to see the female body as a source of desire and pleasure. So I don’t want anything resembling the male anatomy to touch you. Just think of it along the lines of acquiring a taste for a certain food you’re initially not that fond of and learning to really like it.”
“Then you are trying to convert me.”
Kosame shook her head. “No, I’m not. I just plan on bringing out your desires and pleasures with what I have exclusively. It doesn’t bother me that you’re attracted to boys, just as long as you’re attracted to me too. And I mean me specifically, not necessarily girls. I’m perfectly fine with our relationship being an ‘if it’s you, it’s ok’ scenario.”
Face crunching up in confusion, Kirie gave her a bewildered look. “So what you’re saying is that it’s fine if I like guys as long as I’m also… Kosame-sexual?”
This earned her another laugh. “Well, something like that. But if you think about it, being straight really just means you have no sexual attraction and no romantic interest in people of the same sex, just like being gay means the same thing, only for the opposite sex. But it doesn’t mean that you can’t still find pleasure with them or even fall in love with them, whether you want to or not. And I’m going to make sure I get you to fall for me.”
Kirie sighed. “Kosame, I–”
“Shh,” the bodyguard shushed lightly, placing a finger to her lips to silence her. “No more talking. As much as I love the sound of your voice, right now I want you to just relax and keep that pretty mouth of yours closed as you enjoy what’s coming. You’re worrying about things far too much, and the only thing I want you to focus on is my touch and the pleasure it brings you.”
She then sensually trailed her finger from Kirie’s mouth down to her chest. She ran it up her breast, coming to a stop at the tip of her erect nipple. She wiggled it around for a bit before pushing it inward, letting out a chuckle as it poked back out. She then leaned in and began swirling her tongue around it. She heard Kirie suppress a moan and resisted the urge to chuckle as she ran the same finger down her stomach.
The muscles in Kirie’s stomach tightened and loosened as Kosame began circling her bellybutton before she began poking her finger in and out of the small hole. She began squirming as it both tickled her and felt strangely sexual. Her reaction caused Kosame to chuckle again before she took the nipple she had been teasing into her mouth, and Kirie let a gasp slip past her lips.
“I’ve dreamed of this,” Kosame practically whimpered, her voice filled with emotion. “Of having you like this. Touching you like this. You really have no idea how much I love you, of what you do to me.”
“I thought you said no more talking.”
With a smile, Kosame moved further up her body until her face was hovering over hers. “That was for you, my love. The only thing I want to hear coming from you right now are the sweet sounds you make.”
The hand on her stomach began to travel lower, approaching Kirie’s panties. On reflex, Kirie crossed her legs, preventing Kosame’s hand from completing its journey. The bodyguard just smiled and ran her finger over top of the panties and began making circles.
“Miss Kirie,” Kosame said in a seductive voice, “you need to uncross your legs.”
“But…”
Leaning down, Kosame began pressing kisses to her cheek, slowly making her way to her ear. “No buts, Miss Kirie. I want to touch you, and I need you to open your legs for that.” She gave a light nibble to the younger girl’s earlobe, making her shiver. “Come on now. Doesn’t my touch feel nice? I will make it feel even better. But I need you to open for me.”
“But…” Kirie repeated, her legs slowly uncrossing, but remaining firmly locked together.
Kosame began tracing her tongue over the shell of her ear, then lightly blew on it. “I promise it will feel good. I want to make you feel pleasure. Let me, Miss Kirie.”
Kirie continued to shift and rub her legs together, her hands still trapped above her head. She couldn’t deny that what Kosame was doing to her was, in fact, quite pleasurable, and her body was reacting accordingly. She was indeed quite aroused right now, and she rubbed her legs together to try and find some relief.
If she were alone and her hands weren’t chained, she would touch herself. But that was proving to be impossible right now. Only Kosame could give her that relief, and she was the one stirring up her arousal and making it worse. There was really only one thing she could do.
Slowly she began to open her legs, or at least no longer squeeze them together. Kosame smiled as she felt Kirie relax her limbs and stopped making circular motions with her finger. Instead, she let her finger move to the top of her panties and then slipped her hand inside.
An almost victorious smirk spread across Kosame’s face as she cupped Kirie’s pubic mound. “Ha! I knew it. None of Master Kazuharu’s pictures showed it, but I knew you were the kind of girl who shaved down there.”
Kirie’s whole face turned red. “I-I didn’t do it for you, if that’s what you’re thinking! I always shave down there.”
Kosame laughed. “Like I said, I knew you would be the type who would. For myself though, I just prefer to have a neat trim.”
“I… didn’t need to know that.”
An amused smirk crossed the bodyguard’s face. “Yes, you’re right, because you’re going to discover that first hand soon enough. But first…”
She dipped her hand further down, running her middle finger along Kirie’s slit. The younger girl jerked slightly at her touch, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth as Kosame’s face instantly lit up, her eyes shining with delight as she felt the wetness there.
“Miss Kirie, you’re wet,” she announced, and began rubbing her finger along her folds. “See, I knew you wanted me.”
Releasing her lower lip, Kirie glared up at her. “Don’t… Don’t flatter yourself. That’s just… That’s just because of what you’re doing to me. It’s just a… normal bodily reaction. It would happen with anyone.”
Kosame’s smile widened at the younger girl’s blatant attempt to keep her voice steady, not to mention her feeble excuse about her body’s reaction. “Oh, Miss Kirie, you continue to deny the truth. The body’s natural reactions will only go so far. Would you be reacting the same if it were Master Kazuharu or Hijiri or some random person doing this?” When Kirie stubbornly refused to answer, Kosame’s smile became more of a smirk at having gotten her point across. “If you truly hated my touch and were really appalled by it, you wouldn’t be reacting the way you are.”
She rubbed her a few more times, running her fingers through Kirie’s wet folds before sticking her middle finger inside her. Kirie reacted immediately, her back arching off the bed. The chains jingled as she pulled at them futilely, her eyes squeezed shut as Kosame began stroking along her inner walls.
“Lovely,” the bodyguard cooed as she explored the younger girl. Suddenly, her face lit up again as she felt something. “Miss Kirie, you’re a virgin.”
If possible, Kirie’s face turned redder. “O-Of course I am! Why wouldn’t I be?” She then averted her eyes, looking somewhat annoyed. “Though with the way Fukuyama is always molesting me, I guess it might be surprising.”
A scowl suddenly crossed the bodyguard’s face. “He’ll never touch you again. I’ll make him pay if he does, even if he is Miss Lisa’s brother. You’re mine, Miss Kirie, and mine alone. I won’t let anyone else have you. I won’t show any mercy for anyone that tries to take you from me.”
“I’m not yours!” Kirie snapped. “This is a one-time thing.”
That returned the smirk to Kosame’s face as she resumed rubbing her slit. “We’ll see about that. By the time I’m through with you, I’ll have you addicted to my body, and you’ll come crawling back for more.”
“I doubt that… Oh, God!”
A chuckle escaped Kosame. “Then let me relieve that doubt. I’m sure you’ve at least masturbated before, my blushing virgin, but I assure you, having someone else touch you feels even better.”
She began thrusting her finger in and out of her, memorizing where and how to touch to get the responses she wanted. Kirie continued to squirm underneath her, unable to keep still, and despite her best efforts, couldn’t hold back the sounds that wanted to escape her. To Kosame, there was never a more beautiful sight or sound than seeing her beloved writhe around and emit her sounds of pleasure.
Pausing in her actions, she removed her hand from Kirie’s panties, her smile widening at the small whimper that escaped the younger girl that she didn’t even seem to notice she made. Her gaze ran over Kirie’s panties, and she hooked her index finger into the top and teasingly ran it towards her hip. Hooking her other index finger into the other side of Kirie’s panties, she glanced at the younger girl.
She watched as realization hit Kirie and heard her inhale, her reaction making Kosame smile. Then she began to pull the panties down Kirie’s hips, over her legs, and off her feet. Scrunching the material up, she brought them up to her nose and closed her eyes as she inhaled deeply.
“Don’t sniff my panties, you pervert!” Kirie protested.
Opening her eyes, Kosame smiled down at her. “Sorry, but these are mine now. You’re never getting them back.” She causally stuffed them into the pocket of her robe, ignoring the annoyed growl Kirie let out. “But for now, I’m taking something even better.”
She leaned over Kirie again, placing a hand over her breast. She then ran it down her body and between her legs once more, and Kirie inhaled as Kosame’s finger penetrated her now bare pussy once more. Her smile widened as she began fingering her, causing Kirie’s toes to curl in response, and she let out a chuckle at the younger girl’s reaction.
She memorized every last detail on Kirie’s face. The blush coloring her cheeks, the tight clamping together of her lips, the beads of sweat breaking out over her face, the squeezing shut of her eyes, it was all so mesmerizing for Kosame, and she wanted to fully engrain it in her memory forever.
“Are you enjoying yourself, Miss Kirie?” she asked both teasingly and seductively after a while.
Kirie shook her head furiously. “N-No, not at all. Ah!”
“Liar,” Kosame cooed. “You just don’t want to admit it. Why not? Is it because it’s me personally, or is it just because I’m girl?”
Kirie took a moment to find her voice. “It’s not… you… I told you, I’m, ah, I’m not into girls. I’m straight.”
In response to that, Kosame brushed her thumb over Kirie’s clit, making her eyes fly open as a gasp escaped her. Kosame had to resist the urge to kiss her as she set out to make a point. “I think you’re too hung up on the whole me being a girl thing.”
She leaned over her and reached up with her other hand, brushing back Kirie’s bangs that had begun sticking to her dampening forehead. The younger girl had closed her eyes again in an obvious attempt to resist the pleasure Kosame was bringing her. “Miss Kirie, open your eyes.”
She waited, and slowly Kirie’s eyes cracked open as she stared at the older woman above her. Kosame smiled down at her as she continued to stroke her. “You know, there are quite a few straight girls who end up experimenting with other girls, and they find it to be quite pleasurable, despite not being into girls. And I don’t just mean once, but several times. It’s actually more common than you might think. Sometimes there are cases where girls who are only into boys will get drunk and end up sleeping with other girls without originally meaning to or wanting to experiment.”
Kirie’s breathing was heavy, but Kosame could tell that she was hanging onto her every word, keeping their gazes locked as she continued her point while proceeding to finger her. “So there is a physical attraction found towards other girls, even among those who are straight. It’s why threesomes most commonly involve a guy and two girls. But even straight men will sometimes experiment with other men, or take one to bed if there are no women available. But it’s far more common among girls. We are called the fairer sex for a reason. And it’s because of that reason that these experiments happen, and some discover that they do find the female body to be quite appealing. And sometimes, even if they only started out just using each other for pleasure and are really into men, they still end up falling for each other.”
“Is that what you’re doing?” Kirie asked, her voice somewhat unsteady. “Trying to get me to find the female body appealing?”
Kosame made a small sound of approval. “I’ve been saying as much, haven’t I? Although, again, I mostly just want you to focus your attraction on me, not girls in general. You see, Miss Kirie, people discover new things about themselves all the time. If you open yourself up to it, you might find that you really enjoy being with another girl. That’s what I’m hoping for with you, and our deal gives me the opportunity for it. You just need a little push to get over your hang-ups. Afterall, just think about all those women back in Seiren.”
A look of surprise crossed Kirie’s face at the mention of the alternate world. “What about them?”
Kosame chuckled. “Well, men are practically non-existent there, right? What was it, less than ten percent of the population are men? Tell me, what do you think all those women do when it comes to having a sexual partner? Do you think the women there never turn to each other for comfort and pleasure, even the straight ones? I’ll bet you anything they do. Now, open yourself up to the same. Don’t shy away from this. Enjoy my touch, open yourself up to the possibilities, open yourself up to me.”
Kirie reluctantly admitted that Kosame was making some good points, and she couldn’t exactly argue against them. Though that could have been because it was proving to be hard to think straight with the way Kosame was touching her.
And suddenly, Kosame made contact with an area inside her that caused Kirie to cry out. Kosame’s eyes widened at the reaction, and she touched her there again. Kirie cried out once more and pulled at the chains, not so much to get free, but from an inability to keep still.
A knowing smirk crossed Kosame’s face. “Miss Kirie, I found your G-spot.”
“You… didn’t. Ah!” Kirie objected, her voice breaking off into a scream.
Kosame chuckled. “Yes, I did. And I’m going to exploit it.” And she did just that by paying special attention to the area. “I do wish you would stop resisting though. I want to bring you pleasure, but you’re being so stubborn. But that’s one of the things I love about you. No matter though, I’ll break through that stubborn streak.”
Kirie had to admit, Kosame was certainly determined. She continued to stimulate her mercilessly, and Kirie was helpless to resist. Pleasured gasps and cries escaped her, especially whenever Kosame hit that one spot inside her, and she became unable to hold in her pants and moans. And then when Kosame added a second finger, she gave up the fight completely and stopped resisting. She gave in and allowed herself to fully enjoy the bodyguard’s touch.
But Kosame wasn’t done making her point. “Do you want to know something else? Despite your preference for boys, being with another girl holds an advantage. We have the same… equipment as each other. Where a boy needs to learn and experiment in how to please a woman, we already know where and how to touch. We know how things work, what feels good. Boys may become good lovers over time, but they can only judge what to do based on how their partners react. But we girls, we already know. And the more we familiarize ourselves with our partner, we’ll only improve from what we as women already know feels good as we incorporate what our partner likes personally.”
While Kirie heard her, it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on anything outside of Kosame’s touch. Improve she had said? Kirie didn’t think the bodyguard’s touch could improve. Every last touch she made felt right on the dot. Her touch was already much better than her own. And as Kosame continued to stimulate her, she felt an orgasm beginning to approach.
“Oh, God,” she muttered as she pulled against the chains. “Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God!”
Her voice was growing in volume, and it was the sweetest sound to Kosame’s ears. She curled and twisted her fingers inside Kirie as she moved them in and out of her while simultaneously grinding the palm of her hand against her clit. Her own arousal at seeing and touching Kirie like this was maddening, and she squeezed and rubbed her legs together to try and relieve some of the pressure. But her goal was Kirie herself, and so she focused on her.
“Yes, Miss Kirie, yes,” she told her, leaning in closer. She took Kirie’s breast in her other hand and began massaging it. “Enjoy this. Enjoy me. Accept the pleasure I give you. Accept me.”
Kirie’s mouth struggled to work. “K-Ko… Kosame…”
Hearing her name on her beloved’s lips spoken in such a way caused the bodyguard’s eyes to dance joyfully. Unable to resist, she leaned down and kissed her. Kirie’s mouth had been slightly parted as she panted, and Kosame took advantage of it by pushing her tongue inside and rubbing it against hers. Kirie responded, curling her tongue with hers, either out of reflex or willing participation, Kosame still took it as a win.
As Kosame rubbed her more furiously, Kirie’s back began to arch higher and higher off the bed. She was close to the edge, feeling as if she were about to explode, and tore her mouth from Kosame’s to suck down some air.
“Kosame…” she whimpered. “I can’t… I’m almost… I’m about to…”
Kosame looked as if she was about to receive the greatest gift ever. “That’s right, Miss Kirie. Cum for me. Cum for your Kosame. I want you to. Let me see it. Let me feel it. Cum, now.”
As if her command had been the key, Kirie’s orgasm was set off. Kosame felt a rush of liquid splash against her hand as Kirie’s inner walls convulsed over her fingers. She didn’t so much as blink as she watched the younger girl thrash around, pulling futilely at the chains. Her body twisted about, but Kosame kept her hand between her legs, drawing out as much pleasure from her as she could.
Kirie was lost in a sea of pleasure. She’d had orgasms before, of her own making, but none of them had ever been this strong. Was it because it was someone else who had given it to her, or was Kosame just really good with her hands? She didn’t know, and couldn’t bring herself to care right now; all her senses were being overwhelmed fully by her climax.
When she finally came down, she felt tired and overheated. Her breathing was heavy, like she had just run a marathon, and her legs felt tingly and weak, as if she really had participated in such an event, only it was a good weak feeling, as if she were melting into a delicious puddle. She was only vaguely aware of Kosame removing her fingers from her as her mind wandered through a fuzzy haze.
“Lovely,” Kosame muttered as she looked over Kirie’s still slightly trembling form. She then held up her shiny, wet hand, smiling at the juices coating her finger. “So lovely.”
She couldn’t resist and slipped a finger into her mouth. Her eyes drifted shut in bliss, as if it were the greatest thing she ever tasted, and she sensually pulled the finger from her mouth as she sucked off the wetness.
“Miss Kirie, you taste divine,” she said dreamily before sucking another finger clean. “And you smell wonderful. So, so lovely.”
She opened her eyes and glanced down at Kirie, who still appeared to be resting, her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted as she breathed through her mouth. Smirking, Kosame brought one of her still wet fingers to Kirie’s lips. The younger girl’s eyes opened when she felt Kosame’s finger touch her mouth, and the bodyguard pushed it inside.
“Taste yourself,” Kosame told her as she pressed her finger to Kirie’s tongue. “Taste how sweet you are.”
Kirie still seemed to be in a bit of a daze as she closed her lips over Kosame’s finger, seemingly without thinking, and began sucking. Kosame shivered at the feel of her sucking on her finger and let her eyes drift shut as she began slowly moving her finger in and out of Kirie’s mouth.
Awareness began to return, and Kirie became conscious of what she was doing and spit out the finger, turning her head away. “Hey, what are you making me do?”
Kosame just chuckled and leaned down. “I believe I was giving you an orgasm. And it was beautiful. I hope you’re prepared to have several more of those.” She chuckled again. “Because, you know, another advantage of being with a girl is that there’s no waiting period afterwards.” She held up her hand with her index finger extended, then let it droop down. “Boys require some recovery time after they finish before they’re ready to go again.” She emphasized her point by extending her finger again before dropping her hand. “But girls don’t have to wait.”
Her little demonstration had Kirie blushing. “Yeah, but at least boys actually have that equipment.”
This just made Kosame smile. “True, but there are other ways girls can pleasure each other. Both preferences have their pros and cons, you just seem to have trouble seeing some of them because of your hang-ups at the thought of having another woman as a lover. But let’s see if we can fix that.”
Throwing a leg over her, she sat on Kirie’s crotch. She smiled down at her and reached for the ties of her own robe. Kirie knew what was coming and watched as Kosame pulled the knot keeping her robe closed free. She then made a show of slowly opening her robe and then leaned back with her arms behind her, letting her robe fall down and slide off her arms.
Kirie felt the robe drop onto her legs, but Kosame quickly tossed it off the bed. She now sat astride Kirie in only a pair of panties, and an eager smile spread across her face as an excited blush colored her cheeks. “Miss Kirie, is this giving you a feeling of déjà vu?”
Yes, as a matter of fact, it was. During one of her past visits to the Fukuyama household, Kosame had taken her, at gunpoint, into her room, where she had stripped down to her panties and had pretty much thrown herself at her. Had… whatever supernatural events Lisa had been meddling with not taken place, Kirie may not have gotten out of there with her innocence. For all the good it did since she now found herself in that very same room in that very same bed. Only this time there would be no escape.
“Yeah, I remember,” she grumbled. “You pretty much tried to rape me then too.”
“Seduce, Miss Kirie,” Kosame corrected. “Seduce in an aggressive manner. I’m known to be rather forward about what I want.”
Kirie cut her eyes at her. “I noticed.”
“But,” Kosame continued, “I want you to know the difference between me and the likes of Master Kazuharu and that Hijiri woman. In all my seduction attempts, I may have copped a few feels, but I never truly forced you. I may come across as forceful, but I would never actually resort to rape. I would make sure you wanted me first, just like I’m doing now. I just need to make you want me. And I must say, I find seducing you to be quite enjoyable.”
Kirie continued to stare at her with hooded eyes. “Gee, it’s so good to know that you would keep me captive and continue to seduce me until I eventually consent rather than have you just flat-out rape me.”
“Shh,” Kosame gently shushed, bringing a finger up to her lips again. “You should know that I would never actually hurt you, Miss Kirie, or allow you to be harmed in any way. I only ever want to make you feel good, even if I do come across as rather pushy.” Smiling, she removed her finger and sat up straight. “But let’s not worry about the past when we have such a wonderful future ahead of us.”
“Debatable.”
Kosame sighed, almost dreamily. “Still so hung-up. But no matter, we’re making progress. We’ve established that you enjoy my touch, now let’s work on getting you to want to touch me.”
She stood up on the bed, her legs on either side of Kirie. With exaggerated motions, she slid her fingers into her panties and pushed them halfway down her legs, letting them slide down the rest of the way before stepping out of them and flicking them off the bed with her foot.
Sitting down once more, she smiled down at Kirie when she noticed the younger girl staring up at her. Leaning back, she kept herself propped up with one hand while placing the other one on one of her breasts as she gave her a saucy look. “Do you see something you like, Miss Kirie?”
A blush filled Kirie’s cheeks and she looked away. “N-No.”
An amused smirk crossed Kosame’s face. “Are you sure? It looks like you were enjoying the view.”
“I… I wasn’t!” Kirie objected, looking flustered. “You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.”
A light chuckle escaped the bodyguard. “So you’re saying you feel nothing? If that’s the case, then why do you look so flustered?” Her smile widened when she didn’t receive an answer. “Miss Kirie, look at me.”
With great reluctance, Kirie returned her gaze to the older woman, still blushing. “Yeah, what is it?”
Kosame began massaging her own breast. “Tell me what you see.”
“What, you mean what you’re doing?”
She shook her head. “No, really look at me. Look at my body. What do you think about it? About my face, my breasts, my arms, my legs, my stomach. Tell me what you see, and be honest.”
More heat filled Kirie’s cheeks as she ran her eyes up and down the bodyguard’s body. “Well, um… you’re pretty, I guess…”
Looking amused, Kosame raised an amused eyebrow. “You guess?”
“Ok, you are. I think you’re pretty, alright. You have a pretty face and a good figure.”
She nodded. “Go on.”
Kirie bit her bottom lip, not really sure what to say. “Um… your breasts are nice, I suppose.”
“Nice how?”
A sigh escaped Kirie. “Well, they’re a nice size, I guess. And the shape is nice too. And, um,” she blushed some more, “I can see that your nipples are hard.”
Kosame let out a small laugh. “That’s because of you, Miss Kirie. You turn me on so much.” She cupped her breasts and began rolling them around. “What else do you see?”
Kirie’s eyes moved away from her breasts to look at the rest of her. “Well… you have a really great body. You have nice muscle, but it’s not too much… Um, your stomach is really well toned. And, uh, you have great curves…”
Kosame had her own blush going on at this point as she gave her an approving nod. “Go on.”
“Um…” Kirie looked her over some more, not sure exactly what it was that the bodyguard wanted from her. “Your skin looks really soft. And your hair looks silky. And, um, you have very pretty eyes. Uh, and your lips are…”
She trailed off, and Kosame leaned forward, the younger girl’s words really working her up. “Do you want to kiss them?”
“What?” Kirie exclaimed, blushing some more. “I didn’t say that!”
“That wasn’t a no,” the bodyguard replied in a near singsong voice. She then reached up and ran her fingers through her hair. “What about my hair? Do you want to touch it and see how silky it is?” She ran her hand down her arm. “Or how about my skin? Do you want to feel how soft it is? You can touch me anywhere you want, Miss Kirie. I want you to.”
Kirie deliberately jingled her chains. “I can’t exactly touch anything right now.”
“So then you would if you could?”
“That’s not what I said. Why do you keep putting words in my mouth?”
“I’m not, I just want you to be more honest with yourself. You’re making a point to not even try to enjoy this, but I honestly think you don’t find it anywhere near as bad or as intolerable as you’re making it out to be. When it comes down to it, you just don’t want to enjoy this out of stubbornness.” She reached back and inserted her two fingers into Kirie once more, making her gasp. “But really, you are. You’re just mad that you’re losing. Your body wouldn’t be responding to me this way otherwise.”
Kirie furiously shook her head. “No, I told you, that’s just the body’s natural reaction.”
“That excuse again, huh? I thought we already debunked that claim. Ok then, tell me, all those times when Master Kazuharu would harass you, did that turn you on? Did all his unwanted fondling and sexual harassment make you aroused?”
“What? Of course not.”
“Then how about Hijiri? Did her touch turn you on?”
“Hell no!”
Kosame chuckled, but there was a sense of victory to it. “And why do you think that is? If it’s merely a natural reaction, then why do you find their touch repulsive,” she brought her hand out from between Kirie’s legs and showed her the wetness on her fingers, “while you clearly enjoy mine?”
Kirie’s eyes went to Kosame’s fingers that were shining with her juices and found that she didn’t have an answer. “I… That is… Well…”
Kosame’s smirk widened, and she brought her hand coated with Kirie’s wetness down between her own legs, making a show of running her fingers through her triangle of curls before dipping them into her own wet folds. Her eyes drifted shut as she began pushing her fingers in and out of herself.
“You need to be more honest with yourself, Miss Kirie. The truth is, you find me desirable, even if you don’t want to admit it.”
Kirie’s eyes dropped down to Kosame’s nether region, widening as she watched the older woman’s fingers move in and out of herself. “Are you masturbating on top of me!?”
Kosame laughed. “Oh, Miss Kirie, I’m going to do far more than that.”
She brought her other hand between her legs and began running those fingers through her folds too, getting them coated in her wetness as well. Once she got them good and wet, she then reached back and slipped those same fingers inside Kirie once more and began pleasuring them both.
Kirie’s head fell back and her eyes drifted shut as a moan escaped her. Kosame emitted her own moan as her hips began moving, sliding forward and back on Kirie’s groin. She continued to stimulate both of them, eventually dropping forward to bury her face in Kirie’s bosom, and she nuzzled into her breasts.
“Oh, Miss Kirie! Kirie! I just love you so much. I want to do such dirty things to you. I want to mix our juices. I want to touch you everywhere. I want to make you scream in pleasure.”
She was well on her way of doing that, but Kirie wasn’t going to tell her that, even if her heavy breathing and whimpers gave her away. “You’re… such a… pervert…”
Also breathing heavily, Kosame lifted her face out of Kirie’s chest. She moved further up her body, grasping one of Kirie’s breasts with one hand and cupping her face with the other. “No, not perverted. Erotic.”
She kissed her then as she blanketed Kirie with her body. Kirie kissed her back until she needed to break away for air. Eyes closed, she turned her head away, but Kosame’s hand on her cheek turned her back. She leaned in once more, but this time instead of kissing her, she began circling Kirie’s closed mouth with her tongue, running it along the outside of her lips, as if waiting for Kirie to open up to her.
When she didn’t Kosame pulled back some. “Come on, Miss Kirie, stick out your tongue so I can kiss you properly.”
Kirie looked up at her for a few moments before closing her eyes again and shyly poking out her tongue. Kosame smiled and leaned down again, wrapping her lips over the small, pink muscle. She lightly sucked on it as she pulled back, running her lips over it before doing it again. She repeated this a few times before moving her thumb to Kirie’s chin and gently applying pressure to coax her mouth open. She then leaned in, wrapping her own tongue around Kirie’s protruding one and sealed their lips together.
As the two women made out, Kosame’s hand moved from Kirie’s breast to between her legs once more, and she swallowed the moan the younger girl let out. When Kosame broke the kiss, she moved down to Kirie’s breast, and once again the younger girl found herself at the bodyguard’s mercy as she suckled her.
“I love you, Miss Kirie,” Kosame told her, speaking around her nipple. “I love everything about you. I want us to get married and make love every single day. I want to have your children and for you to have mine and raise them together with you.”
“That’s kind of impossible since we’re both girls,” Kirie pointed out as she continued to squirm about.
Kosame lifted her head. “Maybe not. Don’t forget, Miss Lisa can perform all kinds of magic. Maybe she can even find a spell that can make it possible for us to have children together even though we’re both girls. If not, there’s always adoption.”
“I think you’re getting a little ahead of yourself.”
“Just preparing for the future, my love. But right now, I want to focus on the present, because I’m going down.”
Kirie’s brow burrowed in confusion. “What does that mean?”
She lifted her head to look down at her and jumped as she saw that familiar, large, hungry smile and flashing eyes that Kosame would usually get before she would jump her. “It means, Miss Kirie, that I’m about to taste you… at the source.”
Kirie blushed from head to toe at the bodyguard’s words, and began to pull against the chains. “W-Wait, hold on! I don’t think I’m ready for this yet. I need some time to mentally prepare myself.”
But Kosame just chuckled, practically salivating. “Don’t worry, Miss Kirie, I promise you’ll enjoy it. I’ve wanted to go down on you since we’ve met.”
She then began to slowly make her way down Kirie’s body, leaving a trail of kisses behind. Kirie continued to squirm as Kosame got closer and closer to her center, making weak protests as she pulled against the chains. She kissed over her hairless pubic mound, placing one final kiss over the junction of Kirie’s closed legs.
Smiling up at Kirie, Kosame grasped her legs and pried them open. Kirie half-resisted out of shyness. Simply being touched down there had been embarrassing enough, to have Kosame stare at her on full display was mortifying, and she wished she could cover her face, but her secured hands couldn’t reach.
“So lovely,” Kosame said quietly.
“No, don’t look!” Kirie wailed in embarrassment.
Kosame chuckled. “I’m going to do a lot more than just look, Miss Kirie. This is mine now, and I want to have a taste.”
“Hold on, I said I’m not ready yet.”
But Kosame was done waiting. Holding Kirie’s legs open, she leaned in and placed a kiss against the younger girl’s nether-lips. Kirie whimpered, her whole body tensing up, and Kosame smiled up at her before lightly blowing against her wet slit, causing Kirie to shiver. Then she could resist no longer, and snaked out her tongue to give her a long, leisurely lick.
Kirie’s eyes snapped open and a loud cry escaped her. Kosame chuckled at her reaction and looked up at her. “Did you like that, my love? That was but the first taste. I’ve got a whole meal to enjoy.”
“Kosame,” Kirie muttered.
But whatever she intended to say was cut off by another cry as Kosame licked her again. The bodyguard began dragging her tongue along Kirie’s slit as if she were licking an ice cream cone that was rapidly melting. Kirie squirmed about in response, pulling at the chains, not in an attempt to get free, but from an inability to keep still. Her legs shifted forward and back, bending at the knee, and attempted to close, but Kosame’s head prevented them from doing so.
Reaching up, she grabbed Kirie’s legs and spread her wider, causing a stream of moans to escape the younger girl, and Kosame relished in it all. Her taste, her scent, her uncontrollable movements, the sounds she made, it was everything Kosame desired and more, and she paused just long enough to express this.
“Miss Kirie, you taste amazing. This is truly a dream come true. Tell me, are you enjoying this too?”
Kirie was panting, feeling lost in a world of sensation. “It’s… too… much…”
Kosame chuckled. “Not yet, Miss Kirie. Not by a longshot.”
She spread Kirie’s nether-lips with her fingers and placed her lips over her clit, sucking it into her mouth. Kirie’s whole body arched off the bed at that, and Kosame had to hold her down to keep her from moving. She stuck a finger inside her and began moving it in and out as she licked along her labia.
The chains kept jingling as Kirie pulled against them, unable to stop moving. Her hands opened and closed, needing to grab at something, and she ended up grasping either side of the pillow she was resting her head on and yanking at it. She couldn’t believe how good this felt. She didn’t think anything could feel this good. In fact, everything Kosame had done to her thus far felt nothing short of amazing.
It was strange. Ever since Kosame had first started making passes at her, if she could even call them that, she had found the idea of being intimate with another girl to be unappealing; prior to that, she’d never even considered it. But now that she was actually doing it, she was surprised to find that it was anything but. And while it was true that Kosame wasn’t doing anything to her that a man couldn’t do, that didn’t change the fact that she was still enjoying what was being done, and it wasn’t repulsive like she thought it would be. So far, it was nothing short of pleasurable, albeit embarrassing.
Kosame continued to thrust her finger in and out of her, extracting more of Kirie’s love juices that she eagerly licked up. Eventually though, she removed her finger and covered her slit with her mouth, sticking her tongue up inside her as deep as she could get it. Kirie screamed in response and Kosame moaned against her at her taste as she swirled her tongue around inside her.
As she orally stimulated her, Kirie began subconsciously thrusting her hips into Kosame’s face. The bodyguard just continued her tongue action, pulling Kirie’s hips more fully against her face. She lifted the younger girl’s hips higher into the air as she devoured her, and Kirie’s legs wrapped around her neck and shoulders of their own accord, the heel of one of them even pushing against the back of Kosame’s head, as if to keep her there, or perhaps bring her even closer.
“Kosame!” Kirie gasped out, seemingly without realizing it. “Oh my God, Kosame!”
She wanted to respond, to encourage her, but Kosame couldn’t bring herself to tear her mouth away. She felt like a woman dying of thirst who had found the coolest, freshest water source and now couldn’t stop drinking. She needed to make her beloved cum again, she needed to taste her juices fresh from her orgasm, and she would not be denied. Her own body demanded its own attention though, and so she reached between her legs with one hand while continuing to hold Kirie to her mouth with her other hand and began touching herself.
The chains jingled some more as Kirie futilely pulled against them. Her hands seemed to want to instinctually grab at Kosame’s head and shove her deeper between her legs, but were unable to. She was fully aware that she had once again given in and was trying to take further pleasure in what Kosame was doing to her, but she couldn’t help it. It didn’t matter that they were both girls, she needed more of what the bodyguard was doing to her.
Perhaps doing it with another girl wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. No, that wasn’t right. It wasn’t bad at all. It was very enjoyable, which was surprising. She still didn’t find girls attractive, but she could admit when one was. And Kosame having her describe what she found appealing about her body, well, it was causing many confusing and conflicting feelings to be stirred up. But right now, it was hard to think about anything other than how good she felt.
Underneath Kosame’s administrations, Kirie’s second orgasm suddenly hit. She cried out in pleasure as her body curled up, but Kosame kept her mouth firmly attached to her as she lapped up her juices. Kirie tore at the pillow, ripping it slightly, but she didn’t even notice as violent spasms sent her body into a frenzy, her legs locked around Kosame’s head.
When her climax ended, she collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. Her legs relaxed and went limp on Kosame’s shoulders, and the bodyguard lifted her head from between them with a satisfied smile on her face. She licked her lips and let out a dreamy sigh, then began crawling up her body once more. She blanketed Kirie with her body and nuzzled into her neck.
“How do you feel, lover?” she asked cheekily.
Kirie’s eyes cracked open. “That… was… amazing…”
A chuckle escaped Kosame, and she placed a kiss to her neck. “I told you that you would enjoy it. See, it’s not so bad being with another girl.”
Kirie wanted to respond to that, but couldn’t formulate proper thoughts; she couldn’t even muster up enough strength to keep her eyes open, and they drifted shut again. She was completely consumed in the post-coitus bliss that filled her with a cozy fatigue, everything else seemed worlds away.
She vaguely became aware of Kosame gently cupping her cheeks as the bodyguard gently spoke to her. “That’s twice now I’ve made you cum, Miss Kirie. And you know what? Oral sex counts as sex. This officially makes us lovers.”
Even if Kirie had the strength to argue, she couldn’t because she was technically right. Kosame had won. She had finally and officially become her lover. And it hadn’t been the unpleasant nightmare she had been dreading each time Kosame had tried to force herself on her. What did that mean? Kirie was too confused and weary to think about it, and then was distracted further as Kosame began gently pressing feather-light kisses across her face.
“Love me,” she whispered softly with each kiss. “Love me.”
Kirie sighed and found herself turning towards Kosame. The kisses stopped and she opened her eyes. Kosame was staring down at her, her eyes shining with desire. Kirie’s lips parted silently and Kosame’s gaze dropped down to them. She then leaned down and tenderly kissed her. It wasn’t deep or passionate, just the gently pressing of lips. Kirie almost whimpered in response as she felt tears threaten to creep up in her eyes as she suddenly felt incredibly emotional.
Breaking the kiss, Kosame rested her forehead against her, lightly rubbing the tips of their noses together as she lovingly stroked her cheek. “See how beautiful what we could have together could be.”
“Kosame,” Kirie whispered to her, not sure what she wanted to say, “just… don’t…”
“Don’t what, my love?”
“I… I don’t know. Just… Kiss me again.”
Kosame’s eyes widened in surprise at her request, but then she broke into a joyful smile. Biting back the remark she was tempted to make about Kirie warming up to her, she leaned in and kissed her instead. Kirie immediately opened up to her and Kosame deepened the kiss. She laid fully on top of her, keeping their bodies as close together as their breasts would allow. There was no hesitation on Kirie’s part as she fully took part in the kiss, and Kosame couldn’t help but smile in delight against her lips.
Moving away from her lips, Kosame moved down to the younger girl’s neck and began lightly nipping at the area where she found to be the most sensitive. “Oh, Miss Kirie. My Kirie. There’s still so much I want to show you.”
She scooted over so she was only partly laying on Kirie and reached down, resting her hand on her thigh, then lightly ran it up her leg, over her stomach, and up to her chest. Kirie shivered in response and Kosame teased her by running her index finger through the valley of her breasts. She then circled her finger up the globe of flesh until it reached the tip of her erect nipple, and she teasingly rolled it around.
With a light chuckle, Kosame then took hold of her own breast and leaned in. She pressed her own protruding nipple to Kirie’s hardened bud, circling and rubbing the two together. Kirie made a small mumbling sound that made Kosame smile, and she moved on top of her again, aligning both her breasts with Kirie’s and rubbing them together.
“You see, Miss Kirie,” she told her knowingly, “there are plenty of ways two girls can have fun together without having what boys have. We have things boys don’t have too. You just have to learn to take pleasure in them. Just like this.”
Kirie just made another mumbling sound that told Kosame that she was enjoying what she was doing. Kosame decided to take things to the next level and shifted further up her body. She presented her breast to Kirie face, placing her nipple right by her mouth. Kirie’s eyes slowly opened to find the bodyguard’s chest in her face. Her gaze went down to Kosame’s breast right in front of her, and she hesitated for a few moments before closing her eyes and slowly opening her mouth, taking Kosame’s nipple inside.
The bodyguard’s eyes drifted shut and she let out a moan at the feel of Kirie’s mouth on her. A dreamy smile spread across her face as the younger girl sucked and licked her nipple, and she fed her more of her breast, then snaked her hands around Kirie’s head, hugging her into her chest.
“Yes, that’s right, Miss Kirie,” she said encouragingly. “Enjoy me. Give me pleasure too. Take pleasure in giving it to me; I certainly enjoy giving it to you. Oh, your mouth feels wonderful. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
At her question, Kirie released her nipple and gave her an annoyed look. “I told you, no. Why do you have to go and imply something like that?”
But Kosame just found her annoyance to be cute and sat up straight on her. “Calm yourself, Miss Kirie. I was only teasing. Well, that and offering my encouragement. I’m so glad you’re opening up and being more receptive and engaging. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me.”
Blushing, Kirie looked away. “Well… I guess it’s not terrible… doing this kind of thing with another girl.”
That just made Kosame’s smile widen. “Hmm, well, let’s see if we can do a little better than ‘not terrible’, shall we?” Her eyes lit up. “I know, let’s put things in your hands a bit. So tell me, Miss Kirie, where do you want me to touch you?”
Kirie’s eyes widened and she turned even redder. “W-What?”
Smiling even more broadly, the bodyguard leaned down and spoke directly into her ear in a low, seductive voice. “Where. Do. You. Want. Me. To. Touch. You?” she repeated, punctuating each word. “Tell me, where do you want me to put my hand?”
At this point, Kirie almost felt like she was going to pass out from embarrassment. “I… I don’t know! Just… put it anywhere.”
Kosame chuckled and shook her head. “No, you pick. I want to know where you want me to touch you. I want you to know where you want me to touch you.”
Kirie averted her eyes. “I don’t know. Um… My head. You can pat my head.”
Her response was so adorable that Kosame didn’t know if she wanted to roll her eyes or laugh. Instead, she obeyed her request and placed her hand on top of her head, gently patting it.
“You know, you said before that my hair looked silky, but it’s your hair that truly feels like silk, Miss Kirie.” She continued patting and rubbing her head for a few more seconds. “Where else? Where else do you want me to touch you?”
“Um…” Kirie mumbled again, looking thoughtful. “Uh, I guess… my face.”
Kosame’s smile widened and she moved her hand down to cup Kirie’s cheek, gently stroking her face. She did this for a short while before asking again, “Where else? Somewhere different.”
“Uh… my arm?”
Her response came as a question, making Kosame giggle. She did as she asked though, leaning over her and began running her hands up and down Kirie’s arms, admiring how toned they were.
“Your skin is so soft, Miss Kirie,” she complimented. “And I love how in shape you keep yourself. You are absolutely perfect.” She looked into her face. “So, anywhere else you want me to touch? Maybe somewhere a bit more intimate?”
Kirie suddenly looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Kosame was patient though and waited for her response. She was still unable to look her in the eye though when she finally said, “Maybe… my leg.”
Looking amused, Kosame raised an eyebrow. “‘Maybe’ your leg?”
“Ok, fine, yes, my leg.”
A pleased smile made its way up Kosame’s face. Now they were making some real progress. Sitting up again, she reached back and placed her hand on the lower part of Kirie’s leg, running her hand up and down her ankle, enjoying the feel of her soft, smooth skin.
“You mean right here?” she asked coyly. She then moved her hand up to her calf. “Or here?” She moved further up to her outer thigh. “How about here?”
Kirie was nibbling on her bottom lip as Kosame stroked her leg. And when she felt the bodyguard’s hand start to move towards her center, she quickly said, “M-Maybe that’s enough with the leg.”
“Of course.” With a knowing smile, Kosame removed her hand. “Ok then, where else do you want me to touch? Maybe your stomach?”
She brought her hand in front of her, hovering her fingers right over Kirie’s stomach. The younger girl looked down at it before glancing at Kosame and then looking away. “T-That’s fine,” she shyly replied.
Kosame gave a small nod before ever so slowly lowering her hand. She paused just short of touching her, keeping Kirie in anticipation for several long moments before lightly brushing her belly with her fingertips. She felt Kirie’s stomach muscles clench under her touch and smiled as she laid her palm flat and began gently rubbing circles over it. Kirie’s muscles continued to clench and unclench under her touch, making Kosame smiles widen further.
“That kind of tickles,” Kirie replied as she tried to resist from squirming around.
Kosame began tracing her finger around her bellybutton. “Then tell me somewhere else to touch.” She waited a few seconds for her to reply, but Kirie just kept her eyes shyly averted, so Kosame brought her hand up and held it over her breast. “Perhaps here? Do you want me to touch your chest?”
Kirie continued to look away, but the color in her cheeks darkened and she now looked embarrassed. “I don’t… Y-Yeah, I suppose that’s fine.”
Kosame shook her head. “No, not ‘it’s fine’. Do you want me to touch you here?”
“I-I… sure.”
She would take it. Kirie was confessing to liking and wanting her touch. It was progress, and she was opening up more and more. So Kosame palmed the younger girl’s breasts and began lightly fondling and massaging them. Kirie’s back arched and she turned her head further to bury her face deeper into the pillow. Kosame then leaned down and began swirling her tongue around her nipple before sucking it into her mouth, making Kirie exhale loudly.
“What next?” she asked, briefly taking her mouth off the pebbled nub. “Where do you want me to touch you next?”
There was a long pause before Kirie said in a quiet voice, “My face.”
Kosame grinned as she lightly bit down on her nipple in the process. “I already touched you there, Miss Kirie.”
“I know… but I want you to.”
Kosame paused and glanced up at her. Kirie looked extra shy and embarrassed now, almost ashamed. If she was making such a request, it was because she genuinely wanted it. So, leaving her chest, Kosame crawled back up her body until they were eye level. And then, ever so gently, she reached out and brushed her fingers from Kirie’s forehead, over her eyes, and down her face to her chin.
“You mean like this?” she asked quietly. When Kirie gave a small nod, she cupped her cheek, gently brushing her thumb over it. “Or like this?”
“Yes,” Kirie whispered, just as quietly, keeping her eyes closed.
Slowly leaning in closer, Kosame stretched her thumb and grazed it over her lips. “And this?”
Kirie’s lips parted slightly, almost as if she were going to take Kosame’s finger into her mouth, but she didn’t, nor did she answer.
Closing the distance between them, Kosame moved her thumb aside and quietly spoke against her lips. “What about this?”
She gently kissed her, just the light brushing of lips. Kirie kissed her back, and her lips parted when they met again. They kissed like real lovers in a loving relationship, lips lightly connecting, tongues occasionally brushing. It was sweet and sensual, and it came from both of them.
Kirie was confused with what she was doing, with what she was feeling. She was tired of all the resistance though, and was just going along with what felt good. Because it did feel good, all of it, and she was tired of denying it. It was embarrassing and anxiety provoking, sure, but she was sure that would also be the case if she was doing this with a guy. What more, she was craving more of it, and she still didn’t feel any of the revulsion she thought she would from any of this.
Kosame continued to lovingly kiss her, keeping the length of their bodies in contact. After a while though, she finally stopped and pressed their foreheads together, both of them keeping their eyes closed.
“Miss Kirie,” she said gently, “did you like it when I touched you? Be honest.” Silence met her question, but after a couple seconds, she felt her nod. “Do you, maybe… want to touch me too?”
More silence, but this time there was no nod. Kosame opened her eyes to look into Kirie’s and saw that she seemed to be contemplating. But then a somewhat resigned look crossed the younger girl’s face and she let out a small sigh. “Ok.”
Kosame’s heart soared at that. Kirie want to touch her! Willingly! Kosame had to hold herself back from lunging for the key hanging from the bedpost. Her hands practically shook with anticipation as she unlocked the cuff on Kirie’s left wrist, freeing that hand. That was all she did for now though, just in case her darling decided to suddenly backtrack and start pushing her away again. Or break out some of her takedown wrestling moves.
Leaving the key in the now open lock, she sat up and took hold of Kirie’s hand. She got a little too eager though and immediately placed it on her breast. The sudden unexpected contact seemed to be too much too fast for Kirie, causing her to tense up, and Kosame realized her mistake her overenthusiasm had caused. She’d moved too fast rather than easing her into it like she should have, which probably would have earned her a reflexive punch to the face if Kirie’s other hand were free. Well, that was why she’d left that hand chained in case something like this happened. But no matter, she could run with this.
“Hey, wait, hold on!” Kirie exclaimed, going red. “I’m not ready to go there yet!”
Letting a chuckle escape her, Kosame leaned in. “What’s wrong, Miss Kirie? I thought you wanted to touch me.”
“I didn’t expect you to have me just dive right in. I’m not ready.”
Another chuckle. “If anyone should be saying that, shouldn’t it be me? After all, I’m the one being touched.”
“But you made me touch you. Besides, I’ve never touched another girl before.”
“But I’ve touched you.” She leaned in closer, keeping Kirie’s hand pressed to her breast. “Is it really all that different whether I touch you or you touch me?”
“Yes! No! Kind of. Maybe. I don’t know!”
Kosame giggled. “So cute. Ok, how about this?”
She brought Kirie’s hand up and had her cup her cheek, holding her hand against her face. She kept it there for several long moments, sensing the tension slowly leave the younger girl, then gave her a smile.
“Is this better, Miss Kirie?” she asked gently. “Less intimidating?”
There was still a blush on Kirie’s cheeks, but she was less red now as she averted her eyes again. “Y-Yeah, I guess that’s fine.”
Kosame let out a happy sound and rubbed her cheek against Kirie’s palm. She then closed her eyes and began gently guiding it along, having Kirie’s hand run across her face. She brought her fingers to her mouth and had her fingertips circle around her lips. Then, unable to resist, she took Kirie’s index finger into her mouth. She began sucking on it and circling her tongue around the digit, feeling Kirie shiver underneath her in response, and she let out a small laugh.
Letting Kirie’s finger slip from her lips, she returned her hand to her cheek once more. She then let her hands fall down to Kirie’s wrist, not pressing, but lightly holding on. She’d put the ball in the younger girl’s court, and now she waited to see what she would do about it.
She didn’t have to wait too long. After about thirty seconds, Kirie’s hand began moving on its own. Kosame closed her eyes and allowed her to do what she willed, simply enjoying the softness of Kirie’s hand on her. The younger girl proceeded to explore the contours of her face, her hesitation seeming to lessen.
Her hand slowly moved lower, her fingers brushing over her chin, then down to her neck. Kosame’s hands went from simply holding her wrist to gripping it, and she looked down at the younger girl longingly. “Miss Kirie…”
She applied light pressure, encouraging her to bring her hand down lower. She didn’t force it this time though, but Kirie still looked nervous. All the same, she allowed Kosame to guide her hand lower, back down to her breast.
“Touch me here,” Kosame told her, settling her hand over her breast once more.
More color filled Kirie’s cheeks, but she didn’t look away, nor did it look like she had suddenly been unexpectedly thrown into the deep end. She made no attempts to pull her hand away or move it, and after about a minute, Kosame felt Kirie slowly begin to gently knead her breast.
A smile spread across her face and she allowed her eyes to drift shut as Kirie played with her breast. Once again, she allowed the younger girl to touch her however she wanted, simply enjoying her touch and relishing in the fact that Kirie was touching her. And as she continued to do so, Kirie seemed to grow more comfortable and bolder with her touches, and Kosame couldn’t resist lightly grinding herself on the younger girl as she straddled her.
“Oh, Miss Kirie, that feels so nice.” She couldn’t resist pressing Kirie’s hand more firmly against her. “Please, Miss Kirie, tell me you love me.”
Kirie’s light fondling stopped. “W-What?”
Kosame opened her eyes and looked down at her expectantly. “Tell me you love me, Miss Kirie.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to hear it. Say you love me.”
An embarrassed flush flowed over the younger girl. “But I don’t–”
Kosame’s hand shot out, covering her mouth to stop her from speaking further. “It’s fine. You don’t have to mean it. I just want to hear you say it.” She removed her hand and leaned in close, looking very eager. “Come on, say it for me. I… Love… You…”
Kirie stared up at her, contemplating her request. It was a simple enough thing to do, just say three little words, but Kirie didn’t want to use such a phrase lightly. Kosame did say she didn’t have to mean it though, and she looked so excited at the prospect of hearing it from her.
Closing her eyes in resignation, she let out a deep sigh, deciding she could indulge her in this. “Fine. I love you.”
Kosame’s face lit up, her eyes practically shining. “Again!”
“I love you,” Kirie repeated, sounding just as resigned as before.
“Again!” Kosame said loudly, moving closer so their faces were practically touching.
Kirie’s eyes popped open at the sudden proximity. “I love you,” she said again, a little louder and no longer sounding bored, but still like she was just satisfying Kosame’s request, her tone lacking emotion.
Kosame’s smile widened, but then it became more affectionate and less excited. “Again,” she said, less loud and more controlled.
“I love you,” Kirie told her, now speaking normally.
Kosame’s expression softened as she stared into Kirie’s eyes with a hooded gaze, and she gently reached up and lovingly stroked her cheek. “Again,” she practically whispered.
For some reason, Kirie suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach as Kosame ever so slowly began to lean in, as if to kiss her, and her heart began beating very fast. Her own expression softened as well, her eyes also becoming hooded as she too spoke much quieter, her voice becoming more emotional. “I love you.”
Kosame leaned in closer, their lips practically brushing. “One more time.”
She spoke so quietly that Kirie barely heard her, and she responded just as inaudibly. “I love you…”
She let her eyes slide shut as she leaned in to receive Kosame’s kiss, her lips puckering and slightly parting. She waited, but no kiss came, and when she heard Kosame’s “Miss Kirie,” a few moments later, she was speaking in a normal voice once more.
She cracked open an eye, and then both flew open at the sight before her. Kosame’s face as still just as close, but that excited, thirsty grin was back in place, and her eyes stared at her hungrily as she practically salivated. Kirie knew what was going to happen a moment before it did, and she was proven right as Kosame lunged at her, hugging her tightly as she nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
“Oh, Miss Kirie, I love you too! So, so much! And I’m so happy to hear you say that you love me too!”
And just like that, the moment was ruined by the bodyguard unable to hold herself back any longer, and they practically ended up wresting together.
“Hey! Hey! Cut it out!” Kirie complained. “Watch what you’re doing!”
“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you! Marry me, Miss Kirie! Marry me!”
“Will you stop it! Get off of me!” With one of her hands free, she was able to push the bodyguard off of her, and Kosame rolled over beside her. No longer being held down, Kirie sat up in annoyance. “Geez, I should have known better than to indulge you like that.”
“I’m sorry.”
She had been about to reach for the key to the cuff of her other hand, but the sincerity in those two words gave Kirie pause. She glanced at Kosame to see the older woman laying on her side, looking up at her with a guilty smile on her face.
“I just couldn’t help myself,” Kosame told her. “Hearing you say those words to me, I just couldn’t hold myself back.”
Kirie stared down at her for several long moments before letting out a loud sigh and flopping back down. “Fine. Just try and restrain yourself a bit. I don’t like being treated like some kind of sex doll. I get that enough from Fukuyama.”
Kosame chuckled, looking amused once more. “I don’t think of you as anything of the sort. I just love you so much, it’s hard to control myself around you.” She reached for her hand and gently placed it on her breast again. “Can we pick up where we left off?”
Kirie glanced at her, looking at the bodyguard’s hopeful expression, then glanced down at her hand on Kosame’s breast, and let out a sigh again. “Yeah, sure, let’s continue.”
The bodyguard’s smile widened and she shifted from her side to her back and scooted closer so they were laying down shoulder to shoulder. “Good, only let’s move things along a bit.”
She slid the younger girl’s hand further down her body, bringing it between her legs. As Kirie’s finger brushed against Kosame’s curls though, she pulled back a bit.
“W-Wait a minute,” she stammered. “I don’t know if I’m ready for that.”
Kosame just found her nervousness to be cute. “You’re going to reach that point eventually. It might as well be now.”
Kirie began repeatedly averting her eyes and glancing back at her. “Haven’t we done enough?”
Kosame raised an eyebrow. “Enough?” She chuckled and shook her head. “No, no, Miss Kirie, we’ve still only just begun. I haven’t even gotten to cum yet. And you did say that we could continue. There are still so many things I want to do to you. We still have a whole night of pleasure to share together. That’s what we agreed on. And besides,” she moved Kirie’s hand lower and pressed it against her center, “didn’t you want to touch me?”
She felt Kirie resist her a little as she weakly tried to pull her hand back. “But I told you, I’ve never… touched another girl before.”
Kosame couldn’t help but notice that she had dodged the question, but decided to let it go. “Just touch me the same way you would touch yourself. Show me how you pleasure yourself with your own hand.”
Kirie turned red. She was supposed to masturbate Kosame the same way she masturbated herself? That felt… very personal, very intimate. But then, sex itself was an intimate act, so it only made sense that she would feel this way. And as Kosame pointed out earlier, girls all had the same equipment, and thus knew what felt good. Still, touching someone else the same way she touched herself almost felt like an invasion of her privacy.
Still blushing, she turned her head to face the ceiling and shut her eyes, then she began to run her fingers over Kosame’s slit. The bodyguard let out a small moan and pushed harder against her hand. Kirie tried to push aside the embarrassment as she ran her fingers through Kosame’s folds, inserting two of them inside and touching her the same way she liked to touch herself.
“Your fingers feel amazing, Miss Kirie,” Kosame cooed. “Can you feel how wet I am for you? You did that.”
Yes, Kirie could definitely feel it, but she wished she would stop talking; this was embarrassing enough without her commentary. She never thought she would be doing this with another girl. How exactly did she get here again? Oh, right, she’d enlisted Kosame’s help rescuing her friends in exchange for a night in her bed.
Well, aside from embarrassment and initial discomfort over the situation, it still hadn’t been unpleasant. No, that was a lie. It had been quite pleasurable. Kosame had really done a good job of making her feel good. It was only fair that she returned the favor. Perhaps it was some deeply-rooted primal instinct, but she wanted to bring the bodyguard the same pleasure she had brought her. And from the way Kosame was reacting, she was doing a good job of it.
Kosame was breathing in and out big huffs of air. She shifted about next to Kirie with her eyes closed in bliss, the hand that wasn’t holding Kirie’s between her legs massaging her own breast.
“Yes, Miss Kirie! Yes! I’ve wanted you to touch me for so long!”
“Am I…” Kirie uttered hesitantly, “doing it alright?”
Kosame smiled. “You’re doing marvelous. And I’m also learning how you like to touch yourself too. Oh! I’m really enjoying your technique.”
Kirie winced in embarrassment. “Don’t say that.”
The bodyguard’s smile widened. “But if you want to know where my G-spot is, it’s right…” she shifted Kirie’s hand and moved her fingers into the right position, “here!”
Her sentence ended with a cry as Kirie’s fingers brushed over the area. Kirie didn’t think her face could possibly be any redder than it was now as she began to focus most of her attention on the area while continuing to masturbate her. Kosame’s moans became louder and her movements more animated, and Kirie felt her embarrassment grow at how much the bodyguard was enjoying this.
“Oh, Miss Kirie! Miss Kirie!” Kosame moaned as her hips moved along with the younger girl’s hand. She then released her breast and brought her hand between her legs, replacing her left hand on top of Kirie’s as she now reached over with her right hand and touched her as well. “I want to touch you too.”
Kirie jumped at suddenly feeling Kosame’s hand between her legs and her fingers slipped inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut and sucked her lips into her mouth as her embarrassment increased tenfold at the thought of them both pleasuring each other at the same time. That embarrassment increased even further a few minutes later when she realized that Kosame was attempting to mimic her own finger movements. In some weird roundabout way, it was almost like she was indirectly masturbating herself through Kosame’s own hand.
Despite her attempts to keep quiet, Kirie found that to be impossible, and as they continued to work each other up, more embarrassing sounds began to escape her. Kosame was certainly not making any attempt to hide how much she enjoyed this, and Kirie’s moans soon joined hers in echoing throughout the room.
As they continued to finger each other, both their hips rose off the bed and began making circling motions in the air. Kosame’s fingers continued to copy what Kirie was doing with hers, touching where she touched, speeding up and slowing down when she did, applying lighter and harder pressure at the same time. Kirie felt herself being worked up to a climax, and the more desperate she became to get there, the faster and harder she worked Kosame, resulting in the bodyguard doing the same to her. She forgot about being embarrassed as she focused on indirectly achieving that sweet release with her own hand through Kosame.
When her climax hit, they both let out simultaneous “Ooooooh” sounds. Kosame was cumming right along with her, the two of them arched their backs as they thrusted their hips into the air, rising up onto their tiptoes. Pulling her hand from between Kosame’s legs, Kirie collapsed on the bed as her body seemed to curl up, dislodging the bodyguard’s own hand in the process. Kosame’s legs seemed to give out as she fell flat on the bed and began shaking as she enjoyed her own climax.
A few grasping breaths escaped Kirie and her body jerked as her orgasm began to die down after what felt like an eternity. She uncurled to lay on the bed next to Kosame, who was still trembling next to her. But then their bodies started to settle, leaving the two of them panting, their breathing almost in sync.
As she became able to think straight again, Kirie’s mind became a whirlwind of confusion. She’d just had another powerful orgasm at Kosame’s hand, but there had been more to it than that. This time it had felt even better, extra intimate. Which was strange since Kosame using her mouth on her had felt even better than her fingers. Was it because she was growing more accustomed to this, which was making it less embarrassing and so more enjoyable?
No, if anything, this had been even more embarrassing, because she had been touching Kosame as well. And with that thought came the realization that the reason it had felt the way it did had been because she had been pleasuring Kosame at the same time. It had heightened her own arousal and brought her a level of satisfaction that she hadn’t felt when she alone had been the recipient of the pleasure. What that meant exactly, she had no idea, and her mind was too much of a mess right now to properly process things.
Next to her, Kosame was still breathing heavily, but then she suddenly turned onto her side and reached for Kirie. She pulled the younger girl over to her, turning Kirie onto her side as well. Working a leg between hers, Kosame hugged Kirie to her, and their lips met. Kirie didn’t even need to think as she immediately kissed her back.
Bodies in full contact, legs intertwined, breasts rubbing together, the two girls emitted pleasured moans as they made out in a flurry of lips and tongues. They embraced each other tightly, Kirie’s chained hand only allowing her to grip Kosame’s arm, the two of them having scooted further up the bed to give her more slack with the chain than before.
Kosame continued to kiss Kirie until she felt somewhat satisfied, then broke the kiss and began panting heavily. Kirie was panting right along with her, both sucking down the oxygen they had been deprived as they made out. Her eyes cracked open and she stared at Kirie, their faces only a few inches apart, and a smile spread across her face at how flustered and out of breath she looked.
“Miss Kirie…” she panted, “we came… at the same… time…”
Kirie’s eyes slowly fluttered open and she looked into Kirie’s smiling face. “I… guess…”
Kosame loved the sound of Kirie being out of breath because of her. “Isn’t it wonderful?”
“I guess,” Kirie repeated.
Kosame chuckled as she snuggled closer to her beloved. She then brought up her hand and looked at her fingers slick with her wetness. Popping a finger into her mouth, she sucked it clean, making a show of how much she enjoyed it. She let out a “Mmm” sound and then glanced at Kirie, noticing the blush on her face as she watched her.
Sliding the finger out of her mouth, Kosame’s smile widened as she reached for Kirie’s own hand and brought it up to the younger girl’s mouth. “Did you want to try?”
The blush filling Kirie’s cheeks disappeared as her entire face went crimson. “Huh!?”
The bodyguard resisted the urge to laugh at the look of surprise on her face. “I said, do you want to try?”
Kirie’s eyes darted down to the hand Kosame held, the same one she had used to finger her with. The bodyguard’s slickness coated her fingers, making them glisten, and Kirie stared at them in bewilderment. “I… I don’t know.”
This time Kosame allowed a light chuckle to escape her as she moved Kirie’s hand closer to her lips. “Come on, Miss Kirie, taste me. You tasted yourself before, so taste me now.”
That may have been true, but Kirie had more or less been in a daze after her orgasm had subsided back then when Kosame had her suck off her own juices, so it hadn’t really registered. Plus, that had been her own essence. To taste Kosame’s sounded unpleasant. But if that was really the case, then why did she feel tempted to find out what the bodyguard tasted like? And hadn’t she initially thought that doing any of this with a girl would be unpleasant, only for it to be enjoyable instead?
She continued to look uncomfortable as Kosame pushed Kirie’s finger past her lips. Kirie slowly parted them and took the tip of her index finger into her mouth and began sucking on it. Kosame’s smile widened and she pushed more of the digit past her lips. Kirie continued to suck on it for several seconds before pulling back, and Kosame gave her an expectant look.
“How’d I taste?” she asked teasingly.
Kirie shyly averted her eyes. “It was… not terrible…”
Kosame smiled in amusement. “Not terrible again, huh? Well then,” she adjusted their hands so they were palm to palm and brought them both to Kirie’s lips once more, “let’s see if you like our combined flavor better.”
“Kosame…” Kirie muttered bashfully.
Smiling more broadly, Kosame stroked her cheek with her other hand, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “Taste us, Miss Kirie. See how good we go together.”
Kirie didn’t move and just stared at their hands, both covered in each other’s wetness. A few seconds passed where she did nothing, but then she took the initiative, leaning forward and taking both their fingers into her mouth.
Kosame’s face lit up as her lover sucked on both their fingers at the same time. She moved closer and then took the fingers next to the ones Kirie was sucking on into her own mouth and began drawing upon them. She kept her eyes locked on Kirie’s the entire time, attempting to nonverbally express her joy to her. She saw Kirie grow shy under her gaze and turn away, removing their fingers from her mouth.
Kosame also removed their fingers from her own mouth and made a show of licking her lips. “Mmm, Kirie and Kosame flavored. My new favorite.” She smiled at the blush that once again filled Kirie’s cheeks at her words. “How was it for you?”
Kirie fidgeted a bit. “It tasted kind of tangy.”
Kosame’s shoulders shook in silent mirth. “Well, I find you delicious, Miss Kirie.” She rolled them to the side so she was on top again. “I love the taste of all of you.”
She leaned down and kissed her again. Kirie responded in kind as they resumed a less heated but just as enthusiastic make out session. With one of Kirie’s arms free, she brought it up to wrap it around Kosame’s neck while the other stretched as far as the chains would allow, letting her grip Kosame’s shoulder. Kosame intentionally rubbed their breasts together as she pressed her knee between Kirie’s legs against her center, and Kirie moaned into her mouth as the bodyguard ground her knee into her core.
As Kosame continued to grind her knee into her, Kirie felt herself getting all hot and bothered again. She really didn’t understand all this. She wasn’t into girls, she knew that, yet Kosame was able to get her aroused. She kissed and touched her without Kirie feeling any revulsion, and even made her want to touch and kiss her in return. She did find the bodyguard to be pretty and thought she had a nice body, but now a strange appeal, almost an attraction and draw, dare she admit, was beginning to form towards her the more intimate acts they did together.
It just didn’t make sense. Kirie had never thought of girls that way before, or looked at them in such a way. If anything, she had found the thought of doing these kinds of things with another girl to be unappealing, if not gross; not that she had anything against homosexuals, this was in reference for herself. So why were these feelings beginning to occur with Kosame? Not to mention she wasn’t feeling any of the revulsion she thought she would. In fact, it was becoming more and more appealing.
Was it as Kosame had said? Had her lack of attraction for other girls prevented her from viewing them as potential love interests, and that same disinterest manifested as discomfort and disgust at the thought of being sexually involved with one? Was it indeed this forced involvement with Kosame opening her eyes to the possibilities and causing her to find appealing what she hadn’t before, and even stir up feelings of desire she had never felt or even considered before?
She tried thinking about other girls, trying to look at them in a new light and comparing them to Kosame. She tried imagine doing these same kinds of things with Miharu or Maharu, or Koyomi, or Lisa, or Lilica, or Yukina, or even Hijiri, the last one making her cringe; not Tomoka though, she was too young. To no surprise, she found the idea to be very unappealing. But when she thought back to what she did with Kosame, with the way she had touched and kissed her, and the way Kosame responded to her touch, why did that now not only seem appealing when it hadn’t before and didn’t with the other girls, but also make her feel like she had butterflies in her stomach and get her excited?
She decided to consider what she knew she liked already and turned her thoughts to the boys in her life. She’d had a pretty big crush on Yukinari and thought he was cute. The thought of being intimate with him was indeed very appealing, and prior to giving up on him upon realizing that he and Miharu liked each other, she had hoped to become more than friends with him. Even though she no longer considered him a potential love interest, the attraction was still there, and the thought of doing erotic things with him was triggering a similar rection to the thought of what she’d done with Kosame.
Turning her thoughts to Hayate, she could admit that he was indeed rather handsome, attractive even. There was no romantic interest, but she didn’t find the thought unappealing the way she did when thinking about her female friends. And then she thought about Kazuharu. While she could admit that he was good looking, and that he occasionally showed a few good qualities during rare occasions, he was an annoying, perverted bastard. And despite his handsome features, that disgusting personality of his killed any attraction she held towards him.
All this was too confusing, but she was able to conclude what she knew all along, that it was definitely boys and not girls that she was into. At the same time, she couldn’t deny that throughout this whole experience, she was building up an attraction and an appeal towards Kosame. Was it because they had become lovers, and so she now saw her in a different light separate from other girls? Hadn’t Kosame pretty much said that that was what she was aiming for throughout this whole thing? And why was the thought of it causing her heart to race?
It was too hard to think about this right now. She kept getting distracted by Kosame’s kisses and caresses. And, quite frankly, she no longer cared; she just needed more. Her now free hand was running up and down the bodyguard’s back, and she pulled in frustration at her still chained wrist. She attempted to break the kiss long enough to ask Kosame to release her, but the bodyguard didn’t give her longer than a split second before her lips found hers again.
“Kosame,” she finally managed to say before they locked lips again.
“Miss Kirie,” Kosame breathed when they broke apart. And then, before Kirie could say more, the bodyguard latched her lips onto the younger girl’s pulse point, causing her to moan instead. “I just want to eat you up.”
She moved lower, going back to Kirie’s breasts, and Kirie lost her train of thought along with her ability to speak as she felt Kosame’s warm, wet mouth close over one of her nipples. She lifted Kirie’s chest closer to her with one of her hands on her back while the other squeezed the younger girl’s breast, all while rubbing her knee against her center. Kirie’s hand had tangled in her hair, massaging Kosame’s scalp as she held her against her chest, her still chained hand clenching and unclenching.
Setting her back down, Kosame continued downward to Kirie’s stomach as she continued to fondle her breasts. She placed a kiss over her bellybutton, smiling when she felt Kirie’s stomach muscles tighten, then turned her head to rub her cheek against Kirie’s smooth skin, nuzzling her lovingly. She wanted to take things even further, and with the way Kirie was responding to her, thought that she might be ready.
Releasing Kirie’s breasts, Kosame’s hands came up and pushed her own together. She then pressed them against Kirie’s stomach and began rubbing them over her. Kirie made a noise that sounded like a cross between a laugh and a whimper, and Kosame smiled in response as she made circles over her stomach with her breasts.
“Do you like my breasts, Miss Kirie?” she asked, moving higher up her body and rubbing them over Kirie’s own globes of flesh. “Do you like the way they feel?”
“They feel nice,” Kirie breathed, feeling Kosame’s nipples pushing against her own.
Kosame’s smile widened. “There are pros and cons for having each sex for a partner, and this is one of the pros for girls. Men don’t have breasts, so you can’t enjoy something like this with a man.”
She then sat up and scooted closer. She sat on her knees directly over Kirie’s chest and reached for one of her breasts. Kirie wondered what she was doing, and then her eyes widened as Kosame lowered herself some. She began rubbing Kirie’s beast along her slit, grinding against it. Moans escaped her as she moved her hips forward and back, Kirie’s nipple sliding through her nether-lips and grazing her clit each time, and a shiver of pleasure ran through the younger girl.
“Oh, Miss Kirie, I love your breasts,” Kosame groaned as she masturbated herself with Kirie’s own tit. She did this for a short while before moving to lay down on top of her again and latching her mouth onto that very same breast, sucking her own juices off it. “And I love tasting me on you.”
Another whimper escaped Kirie at the feel of Kosame’s mouth on her, and she went back and forth from nibbling on her bottom lip to sucking it into her mouth. She continued to enjoy Kosame’s mouth on her before feeling the bodyguard lift away and move up her body again. She thought she was going to repeat what she did, but instead felt Kosame move even further up her body. And when she opened her eyes, she saw the bodyguard kneeling directly over her.
“It’s your turn, Miss Kirie,” Kosame told her eagerly. “Now you get to taste me at my source.”
Kirie’s eyes widened as they moved down to Kosame’s slit. “Wait, you want me to…?”
An eager sound escaped Kosame. “That’s right, Miss Kirie, very much so. It’s time for you to get a real taste.”
Gulping, Kirie looked away. “I don’t know if I…”
A cunning smile spread across Kosame’s face. “You tasted me off your fingers. I believe you said it was ‘not terrible’. But I think you’ll find it even sweeter if you taste me from here.”
Heat filled Kirie’s face. She didn’t know why this surprised her. When she had agreed to this whole thing, she figured she would end up doing something like this. Now that the moment was here though, she was feeling nervous. Although, to be fair, she wasn’t feeling as uncomfortable as she originally thought she would. And, if she was honest, she was also feeling somewhat… curious.
She turned back to Kosame, staring up at her. The bodyguard was waiting patiently, albeit with great restraint. A small sigh finally escaped Kirie though and she tilted her head up and slightly parted her lips. Kosame’s smile widened as she accepted the invitation and lowered herself down.
As Kirie’s mouth opened up onto her slit, Kosame’s head fell back and she let out a low moan. For several long seconds, she felt the younger girl’s open mouth merely rest against her, and she couldn’t resist making small, circular motions with her hips. But then she began to feel Kirie’s tongue, and her mouth fell open in a loud gasp. Soon Kirie’s lips and tongue were moving against her, and Kosame’s face began twisting with pleasure.
It was clear that Kirie didn’t really know what she was doing, but Kosame enjoyed it immensely all the same, and the thought alone that it was her beloved who was currently eating her out was almost enough to make her orgasm right then and there. She began grinding against Kirie’s mouth, being sure not to smother her as she grabbed her own breasts and began massaging them.
Kirie did in fact have no idea what she was doing and was simply winging it. She started merely licking at first before remembering the feel of Kosame’s mouth against her. Blushing, she then latched her mouth over the bodyguard’s slit and tried to mimic what she remembered Kosame had done. From the stream of moans the older woman was releasing, she seemed to be doing a good job.
As was the case when she had first tasted Kosame’s essence, it wasn’t unappealing. As for the act itself, Kirie strangely found herself getting more aroused with the more she did it. And there was no excuse of this merely being a natural reaction of the body this time, because Kosame wasn’t even touching her right now. Kirie decided not to worry about that right now as she gripped Kosame’s hips with her free hand and stuck her tongue as deeply inside her as she could, licking along her inner walls.
“M-Miss Kir-Kirie,” Kosame stammered. “You’re d-doing so… so good. Oh! Your mo-outh feels… incredi-incredible.”
Releasing her breasts, she reached down with one hand and grasped the back of Kirie’s head, pushing her further into herself. She continued to ride Kirie’s mouth as she reached back with her other hand, placing it on the younger girl’s leg and moving it to the junction of her thighs. Kirie mumbled as Kosame pushed her fingers inside, the vibrations from the muffled sound sending a shiver of pleasure through her. She began to finger the younger girl as Kirie continued to devour her, wanting Kirie to associate pleasure with whatever they did together.
Kirie’s nails dug into Kosame’s hips as the bodyguard masturbated her while she pleasured her. She kept pulling her mouth away to gasp or moan, but still got lost in what she was doing. She could hear Kosame’s pleasured cries as the bodyguard thrusted her hips against her, barely even thinking about what she was doing anymore as she devoured her lover.
“M-Miss Kirie!” Kosame cried out loudly, leaning further and further back. “Kirieeeee! Oooooh!”
She fell backwards so she was lying down on bended knees. Heavy panting escaped her as Kirie continued to pleasure her, and she grabbed at the blankets, yanking at them. She could feel herself getting close, but she didn’t want to cum just yet.
Reaching down, she placed a hand on Kirie’s head and lightly pushed it back so her mouth came off her. “St-Stop for a second.”
Kirie glanced at her questioningly. “What’s wrong? I thought you wanted me to do this.”
Kosame took a few moments to get control of herself. “I… do… And you’ve been… doing a fabulous job for a first-timer. You were very enthusiastic.” She chuckled at how hard Kirie blushed. “But now I have a better idea.”
She rolled over onto her stomach, still facing away, and backed up some so Kirie’s crotch was directly beneath her. She spread the younger girl’s legs and glanced back at her with a smirk.
“See. This way we can equally pleasure each other at the same time.”
The look of embarrassment on Kirie’s face made her chuckle, but she turned away from her and lowered her mouth down to Kirie’s nether region. She heard her lover let out a small cry behind her as she began lapping at her entrance and resisted the urge to chuckle again as she waited for Kirie to start pleasuring her as well.
Muffled moans escaped Kirie as she turned her head left and right while chewing on her bottom lip. When she couldn’t hold it in anymore, a gasping cry escaped her. Her free hand twisted the bedsheets in her grip as her still chained hand clenched and unclenched. Her toes curled and she squirmed around beneath the older woman, completely forgetting about participating.
Kosame seemed to realize this and found it amusing as she lifted her mouth away long enough to say, “Miss Kirie, don’t forget about me.”
A blush flooded Kirie’s face as she realized that she had been so caught up in enjoying what was being done to her that she forgot to return the favor. Another moan slipped past her lips as Kosame resumed her oral ministrations. Kirie then returned her mouth to Kosame’s center, and they settled in a 69 position.
The two girls simultaneously pleasured each other, squirming in place and emitting muffled sounds. Kirie allowed her mind to go blank as she gave herself over to the pleasure Kosame was now giving her while she let instinct guide her to return it in kind. Kosame enthusiastically devoured her as well, pausing every so often to release a gasp or moan. Doing this with Kirie was, currently, the greatest moment of her life. The two of them pleasuring each other like this, she didn’t think there could be anything greater.
No, that wasn’t true. There was still more pleasure to be found, and she intended to bring them both there once they finished with this. And she felt that it wouldn’t be long now. Kirie had already been working her towards an orgasm when she had been riding her mouth. Picking up where they left off in this new position, being able to pleasure Kirie at the same time, it was getting her there even faster.
A few minutes later, she found herself on the verge of release. Lifting her head up, her mouth fell open and her eyes rolled back into her head as she sat hunched over on Kirie’s face. “Yes, Miss Kirie! Yes! Do it to me! Do it to me! Make me cum! Oh, Goooooood!”
Her whole body tensed up and she curled into a ball, collapsing to the side and flopping down on the bed beside Kirie. Spasms shook her body as she violently trembled from her climax, incoherent babble falling from her lips. Kirie watched her as Kosame orgasmed next to her, her own arousal high, leaving her needy and frustrated at the sudden lack of stimulation.
Reaching down between her legs with her free hand, she began touching herself, not taking her eyes off the orgasming Kosame. Perhaps it was just because she had already been so worked up, but touching herself as she watched the bodyguard undergo her climax made it feel even better.
Kosame began to come down from her high and started to settle down. She was left panting and sweaty, feeling happier and more blissful than ever. Small tremors continued to go through her, and she let out a sound of satisfaction. “Miss Kirie, you’re wonderful. I came so hard. I knew you’d satisfy me.”
She cracked open her eyes and glanced at her lover. She saw Kirie masturbating next to her as the younger girl stared at her. As erotic of a sight as that was and as much as the thought of Kirie masturbating to her sent her over the moon, her hand shot out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand out from between her legs.
“No, no, Miss Kirie. I’m the only one who gets to pleasure you in bed. You don’t touch yourself unless I allow it.”
Kirie whimpered, twisting her wrist in Kosame’s grasp. “Please, I need–”
Kosame sat up and turned around, crawling up and over to her. “I’ll give you what you need. That’s what a lover is for, to bring their partner pleasure.”
Pinning Kirie’s wrist to the bed, she leaned in and kissed her. There was no resistance as they engaged in deep open-mouth kisses. Kirie struggled against Kosame’s hold, and the bodyguard released her, allowing Kirie to wrap her arm around her as they made out. Kosame pressed her knee between her legs and Kirie spread them until she was cradling the older woman between her legs. She felt Kosame’s curls rub against her own hairless crotch, and Kirie moaned as the feeling stimulated her further.
The chain of her still cuffed hand jingled as Kirie pulled against it. She wanted it gone, hating how restricting it was. She pulled her lips away from Kosame’s, who immediately turned her attention to Kirie’s neck, and the younger girl moaned as she tilted her head to give her better access.
“Kosame,” she breathed out, “unchain me.”
The bodyguard smiled against her neck. “What will you do if I do?”
“I want to touch you.”
Kosame froze. Lifting her head, she looked down at the passion-filled expression on the younger girl’s face. When Kirie glanced at her, she was elated to see her eyes dark with genuine desire. Desire for her.
It took great effort to stop her hand from shaking with excitement as she reached for the key that was still in the cuff she had already unlocked. She then unchained Kirie’s other hand, and the moment she did, Kirie grabbed her and pulled her down of her own accord, mashing their lips together. Kosame’s elation rose to new heights as they fully engaged with each other, now completely unrestricted, and Kirie was participating in full, apparently enjoying this just as much as she was.
Kirie’s hands ran up and down Kosame’s back and tangled in her hair as she hugged the bodyguard close, rubbing their bodies together. She didn’t care anymore that Kosame was a girl, she didn’t care about the confusing thoughts going through her head, she just needed her. She couldn’t stop touching her, couldn’t stop kissing her, and she took pleasure in the liaisons, needing more.
Kosame equally couldn’t stop touching her. With their groins pressed together, she began thrusting against her, mimicking the actions of what she would be doing if she were a man. Kirie moaned into her mouth as she humped against her, and even began raising her hips to meet hers. With Kirie’s active participation, she decided it was time to take things up to the next level.
“Miss Kirie,” she said in a passion-filled voice, “you feel so good.”
“Kosame,” Kirie gasped out, “please, make me cum. I need to cum.”
Kosame smiled against her lips as she kissed her again. “You shall, my love. It’s time for the main event.”
Through her aroused state, Kirie managed to give her a look of confusion. “What we just did… that wasn’t the main event?”
Kosame chuckled and tapped her nose. “No, my naïve little lover. This is.”
Rising off her, she scooted back to the center of the bed, then she grabbed Kirie’s ankles and yanked her down closer. Kirie gasped in surprise as her head left the pillow and she was pulled towards the bodyguard. Kosame then lifted her legs into the air and spread them open, holding onto her ankles.
She gave a light, eager chuckle as she rose up higher and moved between Kirie’s legs, inserting one of hers between the younger girl’s. Kirie continued to watch in confusion before her eyes widened as she watched Kosame lower her hips to hers. She practically straddled Kirie between her open legs, and the younger girl’s mouth fell open in a silent, pleasured gasp as she felt Kosame press her dripping center against her own wet core.
“It’s almost like our pussies are kissing each other,” Kosame told her, making Kirie turn red. “This is how two women truly make love. It’s called tribbing.”
“T-Trib…” Kirie stammered in embarrassment.
Kosame nodded as she spread the younger girl’s legs further. “And now I’m going to take you like a real woman.”
She began moving her hips, going forward and back, rubbing their nether regions together. Kirie’s head fell back and she let out a moan at the feel of Kosame’s slick skin rubbing against her own. Kosame’s smile widened at the sound as she ground their groins together, keeping her hands on Kirie’s ankles to hold her open as their clits and nether-lips slipped and slid against each other.
She quickly had the younger girl panting and moaning. Kirie twisted and yanked at the bedsheets beneath her as their most sacred areas wetly rubbed together. Kosame could hear the sound of their wet flesh sliding and mashing together, and relished in the look of ecstasy on her lover’s face. She could see that Kirie was enjoying this very much.
Loud moans and consistent panting came from Kirie as Kosame rubbed against her, and she realized she had been incredibly naïve. For some reason, she had never considered the possibility of two girls having sex this way. She was just ignorant about lesbian sex she supposed, having never really thought about it before. But still, she couldn’t believe how good this felt. Kosame’s nether-lips rubbing against her own, grazing her clit with her own with every forward and back motion, it was maddening, and she felt like she was going to go crazy.
Kosame clenched her teeth against the overwhelming pleasure. She’d tried to keep her eyes open to watch the different looks of pleasure pass over her lover’s face, but they had slid shut of their own accord. This truly was a dream come true. She was having full-on girl-on-girl sex with her beloved, something she’d wanted to do since they’d met, and the younger girl was enjoying it just as much as she was. She was so glad she had pushed for this night; it was everything she wanted and more.
Her lover’s name appeared on her lips, and she did nothing to stop it from spilling forth. “Oh, Miss Kirie! Miss Kirie! I love you! I love you! So, so much, Miss Kirie! Love me too! Love me too!”
“Kosame…” Kirie gasped out. “I’m getting… so close…”
Opening her eyes, Kosame looked down at her lover and saw that Kirie had her own eyes closed, her head turned to the side, and her face tense with her incoming orgasm. “Oh, Miss Kirie! Look at me! I want to see you cum! I want to look into your eyes when you do! Look at me! Look at me!”
It looked like it took great effort, but Kirie managed to face her and open her eyes. “Ko…same…”
Hearing the pleasure lacing her voice, the bodyguard began grinding against her harder and faster, increasing the wetness between them. “Yes, that’s right, Miss Kirie! Enjoy me! Enjoy us! Be mine! I want you as my one and only! Love me, Miss Kirie! Love me!”
On the verge of climax, Kirie struggled to find her voice. “I… can’t…”
“Yes, you can! Yes, you can! Open yourself up to me! Let me into your heart!”
“Kosam-aaaaah!”
She trailed off into a cry as she choked for breath, yanking hard on the bedsheets. Her back rose and fell off the bed as strangled cries escaped her, screaming out her pleasure as her orgasm consumed her, tearing through her body and causing her to see stars behind her eyes.
Kosame felt Kirie’s nether-lips quiver and convulse against her own, as well as the gush of liquid they released. She only sped up her movements, pushing against her even harder and moving faster, trying to squeeze as much pleasure out of her lover as she could. Seeing Kirie climax like this was the most erotic sight she had ever beheld, and it sent her own arousal spiraling to new heights, allowing her to skip a few laps on the way to the finish line.
“Miss Kirie, you look so beautiful when you climax. Do it again. Cum for me again.”
Kirie was still experiencing the aftershocks of her orgasm as Kosame relentlessness began to immediately start to build her up towards another one. She felt it approaching, very rapidly this time, rising her to even greater heights than before, and all she seemed to be able to do was cry out her pleasure as Kosame showed her no mercy.
The bodyguard was already teetering on the edge. Only a few minutes after Kirie’s orgasm had hit, she felt herself right on the verge of her own explosive climax. She held it back though as she focused everything on her lover, trying to bring Kirie to orgasm one more time. She was trying to time it so they could cum together. It was proving to be difficult though, and she almost felt like she was going to strain herself in trying to hold it back, but she remained resolute as she determinedly rubbed their nether regions together.
“You can do it, Miss Kirie,” she encouraged breathlessly. “I know you have another one in you. Come on, let me feel it. Cum again. Cum for me. Oh! Let me feel it. Miss Kirieeeee!”
A scream erupted from the girl beneath her as another orgasm tore through her, even more powerful than before. With her goal reached, Kosame let go and allowed her own orgasm to flow through her. She pulled on Kirie’s legs as she shoved her own groin against hers, and a rush of their combined fluids erupted between them.
Both of them continued to wail loudly as their bodies shook from their shared orgasm. Kirie’s ankles slipped from Kosame’s grasp, and her legs dropped down on the bed. Kosame fell forward as well, catching herself before she landed on top of Kirie, gently settling herself on top of her and burying her face in her bosom. Kirie’s arms came up a few moments later, hugging Kosame’s head into her chest.
They held each other tightly as they rode out their orgasms. And when they finally ended, they were both bathed in sweat with their waists covered in their shared fluids, panting heavily as they attempted to catch their breath. Kosame worked her arms beneath Kirie, hugging her tightly and rolling them onto their sides. She pressed kisses to her lover’s breasts between pants before shifting further up her body and claiming her lips with her own.
They broke apart a few moments later, still attempting to get their breathing under control. Kosame rested their foreheads together, a satisfied smile on her face, and she hugged Kirie to her. “I just knew you would be the perfect lover, Miss Kirie, but you’ve exceeded my expectations. I wish we could just stay in this bed forever. I want to ravish you like this every day.”
Kirie let out a deep sigh. “You do remember that this is just for this one night, right?”
Smirking, Kosame reached up and smoothed back her lover’s damp bangs. “Keep telling yourself that, Miss Kirie. I’ve just shown you that I can please you just as well as any man, just in a different way. And now that you’ve had a taste, I don’t plan to stop until you’re completely addicted. You’re mine.”
Another sigh escaped the younger girl. “Listen, Kosame, I–”
But whatever she had been about to say was cut off as a section of the ceiling in the corner of the room suddenly collapsed. It was accompanied by a startled cry from the person who came tumbling down from it, landing on their head. Both Kosame and Kirie sat up in surprise, the latter’s eyes widening in shock and disbelief when she recognized the person.
“Fukuyama!?” she exclaimed in outrage.
Jumping to his feet, Kazuharu turned to the two girls, holding up a video camera to his face. A trail of blood ran down his head from the gash he had received from the fall, and a second one from his nose that he had gained while in hiding that had nothing to do with being injured. He was openly drooling as he focused the camera on the two of them, wearing a big perverted grin on his face.
“Splendid!” he declared loudly. “Absolutely marvelous! That was quite the show the two of you put on! I loved every second of it, from beginning to end! This little baby will definitely be going in my special movie collection! I’d be happy to give the two of you a copy if you want. You both looked so incredibly sexy, especially you, Kirie.”
Without a word, the girl in question climbed out of bed. Bending down, she picked up her robe and held it to her chest for some modesty, then began slowly making her way towards Kazuharu with a scowl on her face and her head bowed so her bangs hid her eyes.
“Such a tragedy that I’ve lost you, Kirie,” Kazuharu continued, seemingly oblivious to the approaching girl’s silent wrath. “You were meant to be one of my crown jewels in my woman’s only paradise. I had a special place picked out for you and everything. Honestly, first Miharu and now you, it’s like all the best ones are being taken away from me. But I suppose I can let Kosame have you if it means I get good shows like this one. And I still have Koyomi after all, and little Tomoka once she grows up. Still, such a shame to have one of my primary prizes be lost to me. I really wanted to sample your goods.”
At this point, Kirie had reached him. Raising her head, she let the fury in her eyes be seen as she pulled back her fist and drove it forward. It slammed into the camera lens, shattering the device, and smashed into Kazuharu’s face. He was knocked off his feet and sent flying through the air, crashing into the wall hard enough to crack it and flopping to the ground.
“Go sample them,” Kirie said, taking hold of his ankle, “IN HELL!!!”
She swung Kazuharu over her shoulder and slammed him face-first on the ground. Kosame watched the whole display with a smile and a look of pure adoration on her face. Had she not already known exactly what her beloved was going to do, she would have dealt her own brand of punishment on the peeping pervert, but she just couldn’t resist watching her lover at work.
“Lovely,” she muttered.
But Kirie wasn’t done yet. Marching over to Kazuharu, she kicked him over onto his back. Kazuharu’s eyes were blank in his dazed state, his mouth hanging open, and a new trail of blood now ran down his head. He received no sympathy from Kirie though, who reached down and grabbed him by his upper jaw and began dragging him along as pained gurgles escaped him.
Opening the door, Kirie reared back and threw Kazuharu out of the room with such force that he bounced off the walls, ceiling, and floor like a pinball down the length of the hall. Kirie then slammed the door shut, breathing heavily in her anger and outrage.
“Geez, what the hell is wrong with him?” she seethed. “Was he hiding there the whole time? Honestly, I wish that filthy pervert would just move to Seiren already. He can live out his pervy dream of living in a woman’s only paradise and leave me the hell alone.”
There was a chuckle from behind her and she turned to see a blushing Kosame staring at her dreamily. “Oh, Miss Kirie, I love it when you get so active.”
Kirie blushed at that. “W-Whatever. I’m going to take a shower.”
She marched over to the attached bathroom, tossing the robe aside and slamming the door behind her. She was momentarily taken aback by the size of the shower when she saw it. She had initially cleaned up in a different one elsewhere in the Fukuyama household before being led to Kosame’s room. The size of this shower was pretty much the size of an entire room. Working for a rich family certainly had some nice perks.
Turning on the shower, she stuck her hand under the spray and waited for it to heat up. Once it was warm enough, she stepped underneath it, letting out a sigh. She turned underneath the spray, letting the water flow over her head, and brushed her now wet hair back. She froze, however, when she opened her eyes and saw something that she hadn’t noticed when coming in.
Hanging on the wall, out of distance from the shower’s spray, was a large poster with a picture of her on it. She blinked in surprise at the sight of it, wondering why there be a big picture of her in Kosame’s shower? But then her face instantly turned bright red when the answer hit her. Had Kosame been masturbating to that picture of her whenever she showered?
Shaking her head, she turned away from the picture in embarrassment and reached for the shampoo. She didn’t know why this surprised her, or why it embarrassed her for that matter, not after what the two of them had done together. Which she still couldn’t believe she had actually done. She’d actually had sex with Kosame, and she’d enjoyed it, greatly. She’d given herself to another girl, for her first time no less, and she was completely straight.
Surprisingly, while she was embarrassed, she didn’t feel dirty or ashamed. She thought she would after the way she had basically traded her body in exchange for Kosame’s help in saving her friends, but she didn’t. In fact, now that her anger at Kazuharu’s spying had diminished, all she really felt was the pleasantness of post-coitus bliss.
She was still trying to work that out. How could she be feeling this way if she wasn’t into girls? While she supposed what Kosame said was true about not needing to be gay to enjoy the touch of someone of the same sex, and that two people didn’t even need to be in love to share physical pleasure, she was still feeling mixed up about her thoughts towards the bodyguard. Why did thinking about her naked in the next room cause her body to heat up, her heart to race, and butterflies appear in her stomach? And was that an excited tingle she was beginning to feel between her legs at the imagery?
She shook her head as she grabbed the bar of soap and began to lather up her body. This was too much for her to process right now. She needed to think on this further after giving this whole thing some time to simmer, maybe talk it over with her friends to see if they could help her work out some of her feelings; she was still wondering why some of them were either happy about or suspected that she and Kosame would get together when they knew she wasn’t a lesbian or into girls at all.
“Lovely.”
That single word had Kirie jumping in surprise, and she whirled around to find Kosame standing behind her with that perverted grin on her face. “K-Kosame!? What the hell!?”
“Miss Kirie!” the bodyguard cried, and suddenly threw herself at the younger girl.
A startled yelp escaped Kirie as she was practically tackled to the shower floor with Kosame on top of her, hugging her tightly. The bodyguard nuzzled her face against hers as she rubbed their bodies together.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Kirie demanded angrily. “I’m trying to shower here.”
Kosame just giggled like an excited school girl. “Oh, Miss Kirie, the thought of you all wet and soapy in my shower, how could I possibly resist?”
The suds were quickly being washed away by the shower, allowing Kosame to hold her more securely. Kirie squirmed around in her grasp and managed to turn onto her stomach. Kosame merely latched onto her, rubbing her breasts against Kirie’s back as she began placing kisses against her neck.
“Come on, cut it out,” Kirie complained as she dragged herself across the shower floor, taking Kosame with her. “Let go of me already.”
“No way. I’m never letting you go.”
With an annoyed growl, Kirie reached back and pushed against Kosame’s head. “I said let go!”
Even without the suds, the water made her slippery enough to allow her to slip out of the bodyguard’s hold, and she scrambled away. She got up and pressed her back to the shower wall as she glared at Kosame.
“Why do you always have to be this way?” she demanded.
Kosame stood up, her perverted grin back in place and her eyes shining with hunger as she held up her hands and wiggled her fingers. “I just can’t resist you, Miss Kirie. You’re so irresistible.” She began advancing on her. “Come on, don’t play coy. I know you enjoy my touch, don’t pretend you don’t.”
A frustrated growl escaped Kirie. “This and that are two completely different things. I told you, I don’t like being treated like some sex doll, whether by you, Fukuyama, Hijiri, or anyone.”
Coming to a stop in front of her, Kosame’s hands shot out, slapping against the wall on either side of Kirie’s head, caging her in, and Kosame smirked at her. “So you’re saying you would like me more if I wasn’t so forward?”
Kirie blushed. “I’m saying I would like it if you didn’t constantly try to molest me all the time.”
Smiling more broadly, Kosame leaned in. “Hmm. Then you’re saying if I calm down when I’m around you that you’d be more open to me?”
Her face was way too close, and Kirie shyly turned her head away and let out a sigh. “I just want to be respected.”
A light chuckle escaped Kosame and she brushed a lock of wet hair behind Kirie’s ear before leaning in and pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I do respect you, Miss Kirie, but I’m a very affectionate person. I just love you so much that I get carried away whenever I’m around you. I can’t help but to express my love and desire for you all the time. But I promise that I’ll try and control myself around you better.” She brought up a hand and grasped her breast, gently squeezing and rolling it around. “Especially if it means I get to have you for myself.”
“H-Hey,” Kirie protested, her voice sounding weak as the bodyguard fondled her, “don’t do that.”
“Why not? I know you like it.”
“B-But…” Kirie stammered, her nails scratching at the wall, “our deal is concluded.”
Kosame chuckled. “Is it, Miss Kirie? Is it? I thought our agreement was that you would spend the night in my bed. The whole night.” She leaned in and whispered in her ear. “The night is far from over yet.”
She then began lightly nibbling on her ear. Kirie shivered and let out a small whimper, and Kosame’s eyes widened as she realized that Kirie’s ears were an erogenous zone for her. She filed that information away for later as she continued to fondle her breast while bringing her other hand between her legs and inserting a finger into her.
Kirie whimpered again at the invasion, a small needy sound, and Kosame released her ear as she chuckled knowingly and lapped at the trail of water droplets running down her neck. “I can feel your passion, Miss Kirie. Even here in the shower, you can’t hide how wet you are from my touch.”
“Kosame,” Kirie whimpered.
“It was good of you to get yourself all clean for me. Now I can get you dirty all over again.”
Pulling her finger out of her, Kosame began to lower herself to her knees. She paused as her face came level with her chest to lick up the drops of water clinging to her breasts, then continued downward. Pressing a kiss to the center of Kirie’s hairless crotch, she placed her hands on her inner thighs and glanced up at her.
“Spread them for me,” she said, applying light pressure to her legs.
“B-But,” Kirie muttered weakly, but a few moments later, she found herself slowly opening her legs.
Kosame’s smile lit up her face and she moved in and began licking against Kirie’s clit. The younger girl made another whimpering sound as she sucked her lips into her mouth. As Kosame proceeded to lick her though, Kirie’s mouth fell open as she began letting out pants and moans, and her hands found their way into Kosame’s hair, pressing her head further into her.
One of Kosame’s hands went from holding Kirie’s hips to running up her body, sliding over her stomach, her breasts, her sides, anywhere she could touch. More moans spilled from Kirie’s mouth as her head fell back against the wall and she began shifting against it, grinding against Kosame’s mouth.
As Kosame continued to lick her, Kirie’s knees grew weak and her legs started to buckle. Kosame glanced up to Kirie’s passion-filled expression and smirked. She then began licking a trial from Kirie’s slit all the way up to one of her breasts, then moved back down to start again this time heading up to the other one, causing Kirie to inhale loudly each time she completed her journey. But then she suddenly rose to her feet, and a startled cry escaped Kirie as she was scooped up bridal style. Kosame then lifted her leg and used her foot to turn off the shower and rushed out of the bathroom, carrying her lover the whole way.
She headed back to the bed and tossed the soaking wet Kirie onto it, and the younger girl glanced up at her questioningly. “What are you doing?”
Kosame crawled up onto the bed, also dripping wet. “I’m going to make love to you again.”
Kirie’s eyes widened. “But we just–”
“Doesn’t matter,” Kosame interrupted as she crawled behind her. “I need you now.”
She grabbed Kirie and pulled her into a sitting position so they were now sitting back to chest. Flustered at how fast this was all happening, Kirie didn’t even think to resist. “But we were just in the shower; we’re going to get your bed all wet.”
“I don’t care,” Kosame replied, grabbing Kirie’s legs and spreading them open. “I have to touch you.”
Without even thinking of what she was saying, Kirie responded with, “You could have touched me in the shower– Ah!”
She cried out as Kosame unceremoniously reached around her and stuck her hand between her spread legs, shoving two fingers into her. Kirie was so wet that her fingers easily slid right inside her, and she began rubbing. Kosame’s other hand went around her as well and grabbed her breast as she nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
“I’ll be more than happy to take you in the shower later,” Kosame muttered against her neck, “but I wanted you back in my bed for now.”
“For now?” Kirie repeated, and then cried out again as Kosame began thrusting her fingers in and out of her.
“Yes, for now. In fact, I may never let you leave this bed again.”
Eyes squeezed shut, Kirie panted loudly as she let her head fall back to rest on Kosame’s shoulder. The older woman proceeded to place kisses across her collarbone while stimulating both her breast and nether region. She could feel Kosame’s breasts rubbing against her back, her nipples fully erect, and she wanted to press against them, and did so as she began moving her body in circular motions.
“Good, Miss Kirie, very good,” Kosame whispered in her ear. She then briefly removed her fingers from Kirie’s center to take her hand and bring it behind her, pressing it against her own quivering core. “Now you touch me too.”
Kirie barely gave it a thought as her own fingers began gliding through Kosame’s folds. She heard the bodyguard let out a moan, wishing she would return her fingers to her own center. That wish was granted a few moments later when she felt Kosame’s hand once again slide between her legs and push her fingers back into her, seeking out her G-spot.
It was different from last time. Rather than mimicking what Kirie was doing with her own fingers, Kosame simply touched her where and how she wanted. Kirie could both hear and feel the bodyguard panting in her ear, and it aroused her all the more. Kosame’s breasts proceeded to rub against her back, and Kirie’s free hand twitched, itching to touch them as her own breast was stimulated, and her other hand continued to finger Kosame.
As they pleasured each other, the hand on Kirie’s breast suddenly came up to grasp her chin, and Kosame turned her head back and began kissing her. Kirie opened her mouth so their tongues could tangle together, all the while they continued to stimulate each other. Kirie’s free hand came up as she reached back to tangle her fingers in Kosame’s hair as they kissed, and Kosame’s hand came down to take hold of her breast again.
They kissed for a time, tongues sliding against each other between them before Kosame once again nuzzled her face into the younger girl’s neck again. “Kirie,” she whispered in a rare instance where she dropped the ‘Miss’ from her name.
“Kosame,” Kirie found herself whispering back.
It seemed the bodyguard had reached her limit. Releasing her breast and pulling her fingers out of her, she crawled around the younger girl and moved to sit in front of her. Tangling her legs with Kirie’s, she shifted closer, then placed a hand on her shoulder and gently eased her back until Kirie was propping herself up on her arms.
Feeling lightheaded, Kirie watched as Kosame shifted even closer. With one leg between hers, Kosame pushed their centers together so their nether-lips met in the imitation of a kiss. A moan slipped past Kirie’s lips as the bodyguard’s wet heat made contact with her own as Kosame propped herself up on one arm while taking hold of Kirie’s leg.
“You do it too, Miss Kirie,” Kosame breathed. “Don’t have me do all the work again. Push yourself against me. Grind your hips into mine.”
Blushing, Kirie glanced between them. This was like the last time, just in a different position. Only Kosame had taken control that time, assuming the dominate position. Now she wanted her to participate as well?
Feeling herself blush even more, Kirie turned onto her side some and grasped Kosame’s leg, just as she was doing to her. A smile grazed Kosame’s face, and then she began moving, using the hand on bed for leverage to help push her hips against Kirie’s, grinding against her as she pulled Kirie’s leg towards her.
A pleasured mumble escaped Kirie at the feel of Kosame grinding their nether regions together. She did it a few times, providing the same pleasured result as before, the delicious friction sending waves of delight through the two of them. Kirie mimicked her, pushing back against Kosame and grinding her hips against hers. A moan escaped them both as her participation amplified the already pleasurable feeling, and she proceeded to mimic the bodyguard’s actions.
“Yes, that’s it,” Kosame gasped out in a whispered moan. “Move with me. Match my rhythm. Make love to me.”
Kirie’s only response was another moan as her fingers dug into Kosame’s leg. They moved together, either bumping or grinding their intimate areas against each other. Kirie was soon whimpering again as waves of pleasure flowed over her from her center, and Kosame was moaning right along with her.
Kirie’s gaze had been focused on where their groins were pressed together, but then her eyes shifted higher to look at all of Kosame. As she stared at her, Kirie couldn’t help but admit that Kosame did indeed look gorgeous, and even, dare she say it, attractive. Especially right now with her cheeks flushed, her eyes darkened and glazed over with passion, her mouth hanging open as she panted, her messy wet hair clinging to her face and neck.
Was it true? Now that they were lovers, had this experience caused her to develop an attraction to Kosame, or at least the start of one? Here she was, a straight girl, actually participating in their love making, not just receiving it, taking nothing less than pure pleasure from it, and finding her partner to be desirable.
Yes, that was it, she was feeling desire for Kosame, and for what they were doing together. It was a startling and eye-opening revelation, but she couldn’t deny it, and she wanted more of it.
Kosame’s eyes rose up to meet Kirie’s. Her open mouth shifted into a smile, and she sat up straighter. She reached for Kirie’s hand, interlocking their fingers, then brought up her other hand and grasped her shoulder to pull the younger girl towards her, and she kissed her. Kirie moaned into her mouth as she kissed her back, all the while continuing to rub their nether regions together. She felt Kosame coax her mouth open, and she tangled her tongue with the bodyguard’s, both of them emitting high-pitched moans.
Kirie didn’t know how long they kissed for, but they eventually came apart, and Kosame grasped her leg once more. As her passion rose to greater heights, she found herself slowly falling back to lay on the bed. She wrapped her arms around Kosame’s leg, hugging it to herself as she thrusted against her. Kosame soon joined her, lying down as well, grinding their groins together as she too hugged Kirie’s leg, pressing kisses to her calf. The sound of their moans filled the room as they brought each other to new heights, their shared pleasure reaching its peak.
Kirie ground herself against Kosame one last time before the knot that had been tightening in her stomach finally released and an explosion went off inside her, sending wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flowing through her. A few moments later, Kosame joined her, crying out her own release, and their voices blended together as they trembled and jerked against each other, holding their partner’s leg in a tight embrace and pushing their hips together.
Their orgasms eventually passed and they both relaxed, going limp on the bed. They still held onto each other’s legs as they panted heavily, laying intertwined in an entanglement of limbs. The water from the shower had dried up at this point with the exception of their still wet hair, but now a fine layer of sweat once again coated them, making them nearly as damp as before. Sex flushes colored both of them as they lay utterly spent.
Kosame recovered first. Sitting up, she disentangled her legs from Kirie, gently extracting the one the younger girl was holding. Turning around, she crawled up the bed so she was parallel with Kirie, then laid down next to her. She pulled her into her arms, and Kirie’s own arms came up as well to embrace her. Kosame rested their foreheads together as they held each other, their heavy breathing evening out once more.
“You. Are. Mine,” the bodyguard declared with each breath.
Kirie’s eyes slowly opened and she stared at the older woman. Kosame was staring at her both lovingly and possessively, as if she were the most precious thing in the world that she couldn’t bear to be without. That look caused her heart to skip a beat before it started racing in her chest, and her stomach started doing somersaults.
“Kosame…” she began, not really sure what to say anymore.
An adoring smile spread across Kosame’s face as she reached up and lovingly pushed a lock of wet hair behind Kirie’s ear. “Are you going to say that this whole thing was just part of the deal? That it meant nothing? That you feel nothing?”
Kirie shyly looked away. “No…”
It was more like she couldn’t say it. She would be lying to herself and to Kosame if she did. And what more, she knew that the bodyguard would be able to tell that she was lying if she did, because she knew that she wouldn’t be able to hide the truth.
A light chuckle escaped Kosame as she leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. “You enjoyed having sex with me, you basically admitted to finding me attractive, even if it may not be entirely in the traditional or general sense, and I know you care about me. I think you could even come to love me, really love me, the way I love you, if you open yourself up to it and give us a chance.”
Kirie’s heart was racing in her chest. She was feeling confused and emotional right now, not to mention blissed out on afterglow. But while she would have dismissed Kosame’s claims in the past, she couldn’t deny that there was indeed a possibility that that could come to pass if they made an attempt to have some kind of relationship.
“Maybe…” she reluctantly admitted.
Kosame’s eyes lit up with hope and joy. “Then do it. Go out with me. Become my girlfriend. Give us a chance. What do you have to lose? I could give you a lifetime of love and happiness. And I’ll keep Master Kazuharu and any other perverts away from you too.”
Along with any other potential love interests, but that was a given that she had already said as much for, so there was no need to mention it again and risk possibly killing the mood.
But it seemed the mood was already ruined anyway as Kirie cut her eyes at her. “You mean perverts besides you, right?”
Kosame just chuckled. “Well, you can’t fault me for wanting to show my love and desire for you, Miss Kirie. Besides, I’m only a pervert for you.”
A resigned sigh escaped Kirie as she actually considered this. “Can you just promise not to molest me anymore, at least not in public or places you shouldn’t?”
Kosame’s smile became amused and eager. “But I can still do it if it’s just the two of us?”
Another sigh escaped Kirie. It seemed this was going to be the best she could get. “Fine. Just as long as you don’t treat me like some sex doll.”
“Deal!” Kosame declared happily. “But remember, Miss Kirie, I’m a very affectionate person, so forgive me if I slip up and get a little carried away, even if we are in public.”
“I figured as much,” Kirie replied as she resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “But if you do, don’t be surprised if I send you flying with one of my takedown moves.”
A happy giggle escaped the bodyguard. “That’s ok, I like it when you perform your moves on me.” She leaned in, looking both eager and expectant. “Soooo…?”
Letting out one last smaller sigh, a light blush stained Kirie’s cheek and she gave Kosame a small, shy smile. “Ok, Kosame, I’ll be your girlfriend.”
“YES!!!” Kosame cheered, and pulled Kirie into her, hugging her head to her chest. “I knew I’d get you, Miss Kirie! I knew it! You just needed a little incentive to open yourself up to the idea, and our deal was the push you needed to take the initiative! And now you’re mine!”
Kirie’s muffled reply came from her chest. “‘Osame, I ‘an’t brea’!”
Kosame didn’t even seem to hear her, but it didn’t matter as she pulled Kirie’s face out of her chest anyway. She then grasped her cheeks and began enthusiastically raining kisses all across Kirie’s face, covering every inch of it.
“Is this what you meant by getting carried away with showing affection?” Kirie asked.
Laughing joyfully, Kosame stopped kissing her, but only so she could hug her tightly. “This is me expressing my joy, Miss Kirie. I can’t even begin to tell you how happy you’ve made me. You’re mine. You’re mine. You’re finally mine. And I’ll never let you go, ever.”
“Yes, I can tell,” Kirie said in a resigned voice.
And that was it. She had completely given in. She was now officially Kosame’s girlfriend. She couldn’t believe it. Never in a million years did she think this would happen to her. She was actually in a lesbian relationship.
Did that make her one? No, she didn’t think so. After all, she still didn’t view other girls in a romantic or sexual light; this seemed to be strictly Kosame-centric. She just happened to be in a relationship with someone who, in this case, just happened to be a girl. Talk about unexpected circumstances. But for some reason, it gave her an excited thrill. Was this how people who began a new relationship felt?
“Miss Kirie,” Kosame drawled, giving her an eager look.
Kirie glanced at her and Kosame smiled before closing her eyes and puckering her lips. She made no further move though, and Kirie realized that she was waiting for her to kiss her. She blushed at the thought, and Kirie realized that she would need to get over her embarrassment if they were going to do this. So she closed her eyes and leaned in, pressing her lips to Kosame’s, and they began to kiss lovingly as they held each other tightly.
At that moment, the door to Kosame’s room burst open. On instinct, Kirie immediately started to get angry as she fully expected it to be Kazuharu being a pervert again by once more barging in while she and her new girlfriend, which she still couldn’t believe she now had, were being intimate with each other. But much to her surprise, it was the wrong Fukuyama, as Lisa entered the room instead.
Seemingly completely unaware of what she had walked in on, Lisa held out her arms as she happily declared, “Kosame, wonderful news! It turns out you were right!” Then she paused as she surveyed the scene. “Um, what’s going on here?” Her eyes landed on Kirie, and the fact that she and Kosame were naked in each other’s arms registered to her, and she smiled knowingly. “Oooooh, I see.”
Kirie turned beet red. She’d bathed with other girls before, but being caught like this was a completely different situation. “I-I can explain.”
Lisa’s smile widened, becoming cheekier. “No need. We figured the two of you would hook up eventually.”
Kirie sweat-dropped. “But I’m not into girls. Why did everyone think that?”
Behind Lisa, Hayate stepped into the room. “Kosame can be quite persistent.”
“Hayate’s here too!?” Kirie exclaimed, and quickly grabbed the covers, rolling herself up in them. “What is with everyone in this house being either perverts or walking in on me naked!?”
Kosame just chuckled and glanced at the blonde girl, seemingly not the least bit concerned at being naked in from of her employer or coworker. “You said you had some good news, Miss Lisa?”
“Can’t it wait?” Kirie complained from within her blanket cocoon.
Lisa’s face lit up, ignoring her. “Oh, yes! It seems you were right about Yukinari. It was a good call suggesting I look deeper into my horoscope reading. So, I called on the power of Mabanya to discover the truth about my soulmate, and I see where the mistake was made. Turns out Yukinari isn’t my soulmate after all; he was Miharu’s. It seems that rather than be my soulmate, I’m going to meet my true destined partner through him.”
Kosame smiled. “Ah, I see. So he’ll be the reason you’ll meet you real soulmate.”
“Indeed,” Hayate replied, pushing his glasses farther up his nose. “It can be assumed that at some point in the future, Yukinari will introduce the two of them or bring about their meeting in some way. Based on how horoscopes can be inaccurate, it’s easy to see where the confusion came from when it described Yukinari’s appearance and stated that he would be Miss Lisa’s soulmate.”
“True,” Lisa acknowledged. “I really should have looked into the matter further for confirmation when I first thought Yukinari was meant to be mine, but I’d gotten a little too excited. Silly me. Thank goodness the mistake was discovered before we did anything drastic.”
“You don’t call trying to force him to marry you in some weird, dark magic ritual to be drastic?” came Kirie’s voice from within her cocoon.
“No harm, no foul,” Lisa replied dismissively. “It’s all water under the bridge. But now I can get ready to meet my real soulmate. I should ask Yukinari if he has any guy friends besides my brother that he hasn’t introduced me to yet. Or maybe he hasn’t even met them yet. Oh, this is so exciting! I wonder who it will be!”
Kosame nodded to her. “Well, I’m very happy for and… your future love, Miss Lisa.”
“Good luck to you,” Kirie added.
Lisa giggled. “Thank you so much! And sorry again for the intrusion. But this is actually perfect timing. I have big news for you both as well.”
Kosame raised an eyebrow curiously. “Oh?”
Kirie wiggled out of the blankets just enough to poke her head out. “What news?”
Lisa’s smile widened. “Well, as thanks for helping me figure out the mix-up regarding my soulmate, I decided to use the power of Mabanya to see who yours is too, Kosame. And congratulations, it’s you, Kirie.”
Her declaration hung in the air. It took several long seconds for her words to register. Once they did, Kirie let out a baffled, “Huh?”
“I said you’re Kosame’s soulmate, Kirie,” Lisa repeated with certainty. “The two of you are destined lovers connected by the Red Thread of Fate who are meant to be together forever.”
Kirie just stared, having trouble processing this revelation. “You’re kidding.”
Lisa happily shook her head. “Nope, I was very thorough this time, making sure that no mistakes were made. I didn’t want a repeat of what happened with me and Yukinari. There’s no doubt about it, you and Kosame belong together.” She giggled happily. “And from the looks of it, the two of you have already kicked off your relationship. Good for you both. I’m very happy for the two of you, you make a beautiful couple. Congratulations. We’ll just leave the two of you alone now and let you get back to it.” She reached for the door and began to close it. “Come on, Hayate, I can search for your soulmate as well while the spell is still active.”
“That’s not necessary, Miss Lisa,” he replied just before the door closed on them.
Silence filled the room at the departure of the two of them. Kirie sat up, letting the blankets wrapped around her fall down to her waist. Lisa’s declaration had her in a state of shock. Agreeing to be Kosame’s girlfriend was one thing, but to be told that Kosame was her destined partner, her soulmate, that was something else entirely.
“I’m Kosame’s… soulmate…?” she said to no one in particular.
Did she believe that? Was it even possible for a lesbian and a straight girl to be soulmates? Well, she supposed if they made it work that there wasn’t anything saying that they couldn’t be. And wasn’t sexuality essentially just a form of attraction? And attraction and love didn’t necessarily have to go hand in hand. She may not be attracted to girls, but, technically, attraction wasn’t needed to fall for someone. There were even people who were asexual that ended up falling in love and having sexual relationships.
Attraction was different from love. When it came to attraction, there were cases where one’s partner suffered an accident that caused them to become scared or disfigured, killing any physical attraction. Or there were cases where people put on a lot of weight or whose looks faded away completely over the years as they aged horribly. Yet in such cases, their partner still loved them despite the lack of attraction. There were even cases where those who were never attractive still found love.
Hell, there were even cases where people fell for others without having ever met or even seen them, like with pen-pals that exchanged letters, or people who did online dating and communicated through email. In such cases, both parties never even saw so much as a picture of the other person, yet they still ended up falling for each other. So attraction wasn’t essential when it came to falling or staying in love.
Of course, generally attraction was a contributing factor at the start of a relationship, or the making of one, usually being what sparked the initial interest, but it wasn’t essential. And true, sexual attraction itself was technically different from mere physical attraction, but wasn’t it more or less the same thing? And there were cases of the ‘if it’s you, it’s ok’ that occurred where someone would fall for someone else outside of their sexuality. It was rare, but it happened, and Kosame said she would be fine if this turned out to be such a situation.
Was that what this would be? Was that how the two of them were soulmates despite their different sexualities? Kirie didn’t know, she wasn’t even sure if she actually believed in destined soulmates. But in light of all these things, she supposed it was possible that she and Kosame could be soulmates despite their different sexualities. But the real question still remained. Could Lisa’s prediction or vision or whatever her spell involved be accurate?
Lisa was not one to joke about or falsify love or other matters of the heart, and Kirie knew for a fact that her magic was the real thing, having seen it for herself firsthand several times, so there was really no reason to doubt her. Did that mean that she and Kosame were indeed truly meant for each other? She had agreed to be Kosame’s girlfriend already. Wasn’t the purpose of dating actually about finding a potential spouse, to see if the relationship was meant to be? Why else would she have agreed to a relationship with her if not to see if they would be endgame?
“Miss Kirie…”
Kirie was pulled out of her thoughts and the hairs on the back of her neck rose, as if she were prey in the line of vision of a predator. She slowly glanced at Kosame to see the bodyguard’s back to her. She then watched as Kosame’s head slowly turned to her, one crick at a time, and Kirie saw that large, hungry smile on her face again as she stared at her as if she were starving and Kirie had just transformed into her favorite food.
What sounded like a dark chuckle escaped the bodyguard, and before Kirie had a chance to react, Kosame threw herself at her. Kirie had the wind knocked out of her as Kosame ended up slamming into her stomach, hugging her tightly, and she was knocked back down onto the bed as Kosame rubbed their cheeks together like a joyful child.
“Did you hear that, Miss Kirie!?” she exclaimed. “Miss Lisa confirmed it! You’re mine! I knew you were! From the first moment I saw you, I knew we were meant to be together forever! And I was right, we’re destined lovers! Fate has decreed it! I’m so happy. And I promise, you’ll be happy with me too. I’ll be the best girlfriend ever! And one day, I’ll be the best wife ever. Oh, Miss Kirie, you’ll make the most beautiful bride! My bride!”
She continued to nuzzle her as Kirie tried to wrap her head around all this. So much had happened in the past few hours that her mind was reeling. “This… is a lot to take in…”
Giggling, Kosame smiled at her. “Don’t worry, Miss Kirie, we can ease you into everything. I’m fine with taking things slow.”
Kirie glanced down at their naked bodies. “I think we’ve gone beyond taking things slow.”
Another giggle. “I meant in regards to our relationship and commitments. We don’t have to get married right away or anything, although I certainly wouldn’t object to that. Just knowing that you’re mine and that we’re destined to be together is enough for me.” Her smile widened. “Well, for now anyway.”
She leaned in and pressed a kiss to Kirie’s nose. Climbing off her, she got out of the bed. Standing beside it, she smirked playfully before reaching for the bedsheets and yanking them off her lover. She then gave Kirie a knowing smile, and the younger girl sat up, returning the smile with a questioning look.
Smiling more broadly, Kosame now gave her a seductive look and held out her hand. “So, Miss Kirie, shall we go finish that shower now? Just a warning though, we’re probably going to get dirtier before we get cleaner, and then dirty again when we’re finished.”
Kirie glanced at her hand, hesitating. She almost felt as if she took it that she would be entering a new chapter in her life, one she never saw coming. And in a way, she kind of already had. It was almost like if she went with her now, there would be no going back. And, truthfully, she was a little scared.
Regardless, she slowly held out a trembling hand and placed it in Kosame’s. The bodyguard’s smile grew larger and more loving as her fingers closed around her hand. She gave it a light tug, and Kirie stepped out of the bed, allowing herself to be led across the room and into the bathroom.
Coming to a stop by the shower, Kosame smiled back at Kirie and gave her hand an affectionate squeeze. Kirie glanced from their hands to the bodyguard, looking into the adoring face of Kosame, her girlfriend, her lover, her destined partner, her soulmate. She offered her a shy smile before giving her hand a small returning squeeze, and the two girls stepped into the shower and into a new chapter of their lives together.
THE END

(A/N: Sheesh, that was long. If you're still here after all that, I hope you enjoyed it. I guess you can see now why I gave that warning at the beginning. Kosame's seduction may have made things come across as dubious, but it was really hesitant consent on Kirie's part. But that's also probably why this story ended up being as long as it did, because I had to have Kirie slowly give into Kosame's seduction and become more comfortable with it instead of just diving straight into it. I really do like to think that Kirie eventually gave Kosame a chance with how persistent she was and that she was able to win her over. And to be perfectly clear in case it wasn't, this wasn't meant to be a "conversion" story, it was meant to be a "if it's you, it's ok" story, Kirie just needed to get there, and the deal that she made with Kosame enabled that to happen. Also, just to make things clear, the whole Kirie being revealed to be Kosame's soulmate wasn't meant to say that she had no choice, it was just meant to let you know that everything is going to work out between them. I hope that clears all that up. So then, let me know what you think and I'll see you next time.)
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