Despite his grandfather’s best efforts, Tenchi was more familiar with the Manga version of Yosho’s exploits than the official shrine scrolls. The Manga had detailed drawings and full-page spreads of Yosho binding the female demon in the shibari sense and screwing it until it passed out. The scrolls just said things like, “Yosho placed his sword in the ground to watch over the demon.” Right now he was wishing he had remembered THAT little detail before now. He was also wishing for the Manga version of the demon instead of this one. The artist drew her as eight feet tall with scales and three enormous breasts but that wasn’t why he wanted her here. He wanted that version because the artist/writer had also portrayed her as being dumb as a stump. The real Ryoko had been playing him like a samisen since she had shown up here and was now laughing her head off as she herded him around the estate with well-placed explosions.
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Ryoko whooped as Tenchi zigged and zagged through the remnants of the garden. He was everything she had hoped for while she lay in that cave. He had the courage to try and take her on, and enough strength and skill that making her ‘defeat’ look good had been easy. Then he had been such a perfect gentleman asking permission and taking his time to warm her up nicely. The follow on had promised to be good as well, she could still see his mighty (if somewhat diminished at the moment) member swinging around as he hurdled a decorative boulder. The bolder became not so decorative fragments as the impact of another bolt hurried the boy along. She giggled at the burst of speed this produced, and let her clothing fall to the ground. She hadn’t had time to go get her belt and her outfit was just getting in the way flapping in the breeze like that. She might as well give him a show since he was giving her one. She cupped a breast and stroked herself with one hand even as she threw another bolt with the other. Tenchi was such a good kisser, and knew how to use his mouth in places other than her mouth. Later, she would help him get what he wanted and what she wanted too, but first there was something else she wanted and needed.
Ryoko frowned. The chains had been fun but she was actually a little bit tired from the effort it had taken to break free. Admittedly she was running just on her inherent abilities and one of her fake gems, but they still had better capture technology around here than one would think. Tenchi was a surprisingly strong fighter too. She hadn’t had to hold back as much as she had expected to let him put her in those chains. It had been such a fun game but she wasn’t going to be letting Tenchi play that again unless she was certain she could break loose. Which led her back to the business that had to be dealt with before pleasure.
She needed her gems, which meant she needed Tenchi to get Yosho’s key. She knew it was around here somewhere, but Tenchi was sure to know exactly where. Sooner or later he would lead her to it. And then…her plan A was to just take it from him, and then take HIM. Then again, throwing that fight earlier had paid off nicely. Losing one for real might not be so bad.
No, she didn’t want to risk getting stuck in chains or a cage that might actually hold her. She launched another bolt and then cursed and muttered under her breath. “No stupid, you’re supposed to go through the hole I just made for you. Not run away from it!” The key was somewhere in the building, and lover boy here must know by now he couldn’t take her without it. Ryoko was running out of ways to let him off the hook while still keeping the pressure on. The “look, what’s that?” routine had been particularly pathetic. Maybe it was time for some catch and release. Just grab him, hold him down, and find out if “heaven and earth” lived up to its promise. Then let him pull of a ‘clever’ escape and maybe his brain would start working if the other head was satisfied for the moment.
Tenchi was spared a good fucking from the demon’s plans for him as something pink jumped out of a tree at Ryoko shouting, “Nuku Nuku Lick!” Ryoko had mellowed in temperament during her time in the cave, and her combat skills were a little rusty. The old Ryoko would have blown a hole in the bakeneko before it jumped onto her back. The old Ryoko would have cut legs off rather than let them wrap around her and grind furred heels into her groin. The old Ryoko would have burnt fingers to blackened twigs as they as they reached around her to seize her breasts. The old Ryoko would have torn out the rough tongue that slowly stroked the back of her ear.
The current Ryoko did an inadvertent barrel roll and flew face-first into the side of the house.
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