[Episode 226230] [Episode 226230]
"Ladies."
Everyone in the living room perked, and then they turned to gaze on Negako, who was standing at the doorway to the main hallway, Suikô standing to the grandmaster's left. "What is it, Aneue-sama?" Mutsumi Horikawa — the version of Ataru Moroboshi that had gone on a date for the day with Shimei Ryomô — then asked as she adjusted her glasses.
Negako produced three sets of keys. "To deal with the situation of so many people in one house at this time, the houses neighbouring us are available if you wish to go somewhere private with your companion for this evening."
Everyone — especially the members of Ataru's Handmaidens — all perked on hearing that. "Is that allowed, Negako-san?" Momoe asked.
"The properties were purchased by the trust fund left originally for Ataru by his grandmother on her death; the owners all moved out in the wake of the altercation with the Yaminokuni," Negako said as she handed the house keys to Mutsumi, Mizuho Yamashina (Momoe's date) and Misao Sonozaki (Kumiko's date). "Misao, Shinmi and I will be making use of the main bedroom in the residence next door. If you desire, you and Kumiko can make use of the second bedroom. Some basic kitchen supplies and space heaters are in all the houses for your convenience, girls. I would bring bedding with you, though."
Misao giggled. "Hai, Onê-sama," she replied before gripping Kumiko's hand as she stood, helping her companion to her feet. "Shall we?"
"Hai!" Kumiko gushed, her cheeks as red as cherries as she followed Misao upstairs.
Everyone else began to chat animatedly as Mutsumi shook the house keys in her hand, and then she stared at Shimei. "Shall we go somewhere private?" she asked.
The blue-haired tôshi nodded. "We better get a futon, though. And some blankets."
"Hai!"
A couple minutes later, Mutsumi unlocked the front door of the house directly behind the Moroboshi home. "This used to belong to the Ryôki family," she explained as she opened the door and slipped off her shoes in the genkan before turning on the living room lights. She then stood aside as Shimei passed her, and then turned to lock the door. "Their son Kôsei was a former classmate of Sakura-sensei's; he disappeared about a decade ago. Never knew why." Gazing around the nearly-empty living room, she nodded as she placed the folded blankets on the floor next to the kotatsu; Shimei had brought the futon. "Let's see if we got some cups and a teapot so we can have some tea."
"Okay. I'll get the heater going," Shimei said.
The tôshi watched as the brown-eyed girl with the sienna-brown hair (tied up at the back of her head and allowed to cascade down to her shoulders) headed into the kitchen. Like the others of Ataru's android replicas just transformed into female bioroids due to their facing death because of the recent detonation of the mana node underneath the Tarôzakura hill, she was currently dressed in the gi-like clothing that seemed standard for Noukiites, coloured a dark blue shade and no doubt provided by Kyech when she liberated the soulless bodies from the Niphentaxians. As she reached under the living room table to check the kotatsu and then turn it on, she moved to relax as she stared around the empty room. "So what are you guys planning to do with this place?" she called out into the kitchen as she heard the water turn on.
"Turn it all into living quarters for all of us," Mutsumi replied. "I think that Aneue-sama — Tariko, that is — expected something to happen to us when she decided to marry Lum, so she wanted to be prepared ahead of time for us. I don't know exactly what she had in mind; I was only just activated this morning to witness Aneue-sama and Lum take the promise bond so that Aneue-sama and Ataru could be seen at the same time by the moron squad here in town, then we went on our date."
"It was a wonderful day. Arigatô."
In the kitchen, Mutsumi blushed. "I should be thanking you."
"Why?"
"Because you allowed me to fulfil my basic functions so well, Mimôko. And you also accepted me as a human being despite my being an android."
Shimei smiled. "Did you dream about me? Like you said you would?"
The blush deepened. "Hai."
"What about?"
Mutsumi breathed out as she turned on the gas heater and put the kettle on, and then she moved to get the tea cups out. "Oh, just us getting married, believe it or not." She closed her eyes. "You looked very beautiful in your wedding dress."
THAT made Shimei's cheeks turn bright red. "Um, r-r-really…?"
A giggle. "I somehow think you'd want to be the one wearing the pants in a relationship," Mutsumi said, and then she perked as something seemed to gently flood her from the direction of the street. "Oh, there's Nanase, Kazumi, Izumi-chan and Tsuyoko-chan! Could you let them in please, Mimôko?!"
"Hai!" Shimei said as she headed to the door and unlocked it, opening it just as four girls came up. "C'mon in, everyone. Is there anyone else coming?"
"No, they're taking over Aneki's bedroom and the basement lab, not to mention the other houses," Kazumi Shindô reported as she slipped off her shoes, and then stepped inside, allowing Nanase Horikawa (in the game Ataru's replicas had taken their new identities from, Nanase and Mutsumi actually were sisters), Izumi Kagabu and Tsuyoko Amamori to come in. Shimei then locked the door. "Mutsumi! Need some help in the kitchen?"
"I'm fine! Tea's being made," Mutsumi called back.
Everyone moved to put down the blankets and futons they had brought over from the Moroboshi home, and then they sat around the living room to warm up with the kotatsu underneath it. "Are there kotatsus in the bedrooms?" Izumi asked. "No offense to any of you, but I don't want to freeze my butt off on a cold floor."
"I'll go up and check," Nanase said as she stood up.
She headed upstairs, flicking on the lights along the way. "Aneki said there should be," Kazumi said as she warmed her hands, and then reached over to knead Tsuyoko's shoulders, that making the other girl moan in delight. "Like that, don't you?"
"There are a lot of other places I'd wish you touch me," Tsuyoko playfully meowed.
Kazumi groaned as she closed her chestnut eyes; she had purple-shaded hair that was partially held down by a headband and then allowed to cascade and flare out at the level of her chin. "I think your sex circuits are malfunctioning, Tsuyoko."
"She's always been like that," Izumi stated, a grin crossing her face.
Kazumi stared at her companion. "Really?"
"Can't you hear the vibrator?" Shimei asked.
Izumi jolted as Tsuyoko's face turned deep scarlet. "EH?!" the former snarled as she spun on her friend. "AGAIN?! Gods! What in the name of the Fates is WRONG with you, Amamori?! Can't you hold back on it until you actually get Kazumi-chan to BED?!"
Tsuyoko began to cry. "I can't help myself, Izumi! You know that!"
Shimei tried not to smirk as Kazumi immediately moved to comfort her companion. By then, Nanase had come back downstairs. "Kotatsus in all the rooms and turned on," she announced as she moved to pick up a folded blanket and futon and hold it out for Kazumi. "Here! You better get her upstairs and make her happy, Kazumi!"
"I better. C'mon, Tsuyoko-chan," Kazumi said as she took up the blankets from her sister.
"You still want some tea?" Mutsumi called from the kitchen.
"I'll come down later to make some," Kazumi called back.
"Hai!"
They headed upstairs as Nanase sat down where Tsuyoko had been. "I didn't realise that Tomobiki High School was so sexually repressed," Shimei noted.
"Oh, it's just terrible at times," Izumi admitted. "The guys — even the seniors in mine, Aiko's and Yuko's classes — only think of two people to have wet dreams about: Lum and Sakura-sensei. Even the girls who never cared at all for people like Mendô can't move any of them away from it." A sigh. "If you're a virgin, the school's the best place to be. It's practically safer than a nunnery." She shook her head. "I doubt even the news of Tariko's and Lum's marriage would change their minds."
"Well, they'll just have to live with the fact that if they push it too far, Onê-chama and Lum will just move to Okusei to go live with Kuhu and Hensô," Nanase mused.
Shimei perked. "I know Kuhu happens to be my 'spirit sister' among Kuohu's friends, but who's Hensô, Nanase?"
The brown-eyed girl, who had her dark blonde hair done up in odango-like buns on the sides of her head (sans ponytails), took a breath. "Lum's Avalonian sister."
Silence.
"This girl's like you?" Izumi gasped.
A nod. "Hai. It was the first time ever that the Niphentaxians ever risked exposing the Avalonians to the outside galaxy," Nanase began, and then she explained.
At the end of it, by the time Mutsumi had carried in a tea tray with four cups, both Shimei and Izumi were white-faced. "The girl was made to be a living TARGET?!" Izumi exclaimed. "Gods! Now I know WHY Lum hates the bastard! What happened to her?!"
"Well, after the Hunter Commander — that's what you address a person of Nassur-san's position in his society — learned the truth about Hensô, Kamen, Mienai and Damasu, he let them head into Noukiite space so they could seek refuge there," Nanase said as Mutsumi poured tea for them. "Eventually, Hensô and Kamen settled down on Okusei at the Academy in Huohkyep' and began studying there. That's when they met Kuhu and Su, their future wives. They took the oath when Onê-chama and Lum were there."
"Who would Su be?" Shimei wondered.
Nanase hummed, and then she closed her eyes. "Family name would be 'chô' and the given name might be 'ryô,' but I'm not too sure…"
"Would her courtesy name be the same as 'Bun'en?'"
Nanase perked. "Bun'en…T'achkaech…!" A nod. "Yeah, it's her."
Shimei nodded. "She's a schoolmate of my cousin who goes to Rakuyô; her real name is Haruka Haru. Pretty nice person all around. What about Su?"
"Su's a free warrior who also does bounty hunting outside the Dominion; that's how she came to know Nassur. It was through her that he learned the truth about Kamen, Hensô and the others," Mutsumi explained before sipping her tea. "She's a pretty solitary woman. Slugs back the etahena like it was going out of style, but I don't think any alcohol anywhere in the galaxy can make any of us drunk, so it's no worry." A giggle. "Amazing that she settled down with Benten's sister of all people."
"Yeah!" Nanase said with laugh. "I'm still boggled over the idea of Tachp'uch with Damasu! How the hell did THAT happen, anyway?!"
Mutsumi laughed. "In her own way, Tachp'uch is like Rei, Nanase! Any sister of Ran's would be instantly attracted to someone like that!"
"Who's Tachp'uch?" Izumi said, trying her best to pronounce the Noukiite syllables without slurring extra vowels behind the "ch" sound.
Both bioroids jolted, and then they flustered. "Sorry about that!" Mutsumi said. "You'll get the chance to meet Tachp'uch tomorrow when they come here. Seup'it' — she's Kuohu's fiancée — never goes anywhere without her cousins even if Ni will actually command the troops on the ground."
Shimei perked. "Seup'it'…!" she breathed out, and then her eyes widened. "That would be Môtoku Sôsô, wouldn't it?" she then asked.
Mutsumi and Nanase took that in, and then they nodded. "Hai, it would be," the former then answered, and then she giggled. "Oh, my! I just realised something!"
"What?!" Nanase demanded.
"You remember the old Chinese saying, Shuö Cáo Cäo, Cáo Cäo dào?"
"'Speak of Cäo Cáo, and Cäo Cáo arrives,'" Shimei translated.
"Well, the Noukiite version goes this way: T'uokch'eng-hechnich'kyechit'-kai t'up'sut'chich'u, T'uokch'eng-hechnich'kyechit'-kap'e nukhe-ki ch'ap'keket'chich'u," Mutsumi stated, and then she grinned. "'Speak of the Sacred True Bone Lady T'uokch'eng and the Sacred True Bone Lady T'uokch'eng enters this place.'" She then smiled as she sipped her tea. "That's in standard Suchkyuk dialect, by the way."
Izumi blinked, and then she shook her head in both awe and pity. "That poor girl," she breathed out. "She's got that hanging over her head?"
"Well, her bite is as bad as her bark, especially if she sees you're her enemy," Nanase noted as she sipped her tea. "But if you win her friendship, it's for life. She's perhaps the best planetary governor the Noukiites have; she'd be a shoe-in to become an Imperial Chancellor if any of the district positions open up, or even go all the way to be the Empress' Prime Minister, head of her government in Suchkyuk. Kaisei is the most prosperous colony in the Outmarches. I can see why Kyech would want to take Ranma and Tsueko-san there to do some training." A nod. "As well as the safest; there's NO WAY any of the Imperial Dominion's enemies would try to attack them through there."
Shimei hummed. "Môtoku — our Môtoku, that is — is the same way. Challenge her head-on and you get flattened. But according to friends we have in Kyoshô, school life there is the best you can ever ask for. School clubs for everything with full faculty support, no hazing is allowed on juniors and freshmen by upperclassmen, street gangs and Yakuza avoid the whole area like it was infested with the plague…!"
"I always heard that woman is just plain evil," Izumi stated.
"That's mostly outside opinion of her," Shimei stated. "To her enemies, Môtoku Sôsô is deadly and ruthless beyond reason. If she sees you're a threat to what she commands or influences, she'll do everything in her power to put you down. I can't tell you the number of times tôshi from other schools have tried to take her on, only to wind up in intensive care. And this is just fighting HER, not any of her close friends like the Kakô cousins or the Three Pillar Goddesses." A sigh. "Even Tôtaku over at Rakuyô treads very cautiously around Sôsô. But to her friends, she's the best friend you can ask for. Any promise she makes, it's worth its weight in gold. And Kyoshô is a very good school like I said before." A shrug. "I might have been tempted to go there."
"Why didn't you?" Mutsumi asked.
A sigh. "Because the history of people like myself forced me to drift to Nan'yô in lieu of Kyoshô," she replied. "My past-self, Méng Lyû, was loyal to the Sün family that ran Eastern Wu back in those days. And since Hakufu's late father, Bunken Sonkai, was a Nan'yô alumni, it was natural for me to go to Nan'yô." A shake of her head. "I'm sure that if I actually DID go to Kyoshô, it would take them way too long — if ever! — to trust me. And in our world, trust is precious, as well as allies. You don't know when someone's going to come out of the woodwork to take you on."
Izumi shook her head. "That's so sad. What about university? Don't you think about that, Mimôko-san? What will you do when you graduate?"
Shimei stared at her. "The operative word for someone like me is this, Izumi-san: IF I graduate, not WHEN." She took a deep breath. "The life expectancy of a tôshi is a lot shorter than normal people like yourself. For me, there's an extra problem." She pointed to her covered eye. "Like Hakufu, I have a spirit-dragon inside me. This patch, which is magical, is enchanted to keep the dragon at bay. If it got loose…" She took a deep breath. "Well, whenever a dragon gets loose inside one of us, things tend to get wrecked. If you think Ranma and his friends are bad, we're just as bad."
Izumi stared at her, her eyes wide and a hand over her mouth as she fought back the urge to cry. Nanase stared sadly at her. Mutsumi closed her eyes…
Sometime later…
"I shouldn't have told her that."
"Don't blame yourself," Mutsumi, now nude, said as she watched Shimei undress herself. They were now in Kôsei Ryôki's old bedroom upstairs, a candle atop the kotatsu off to one side of the futon providing the only source of light. "I think a lot of people just don't understand what goes on with folks like you. Izumi might have felt really sad over what you have to live with, but she now knows the truth. And knows you'll be getting help in controlling that thing inside you when you get the chance."
Shimei stopped as she was about to slip off her panties, and then she sighed as she looked out the window at the night sky over Tomobiki. The Tarôzakura hill was visible from this location, its plateau now a smouldering sea of wreckage. Sometime after Negako had returned from the scene of Ataru Moroboshi's "death," a Kuroko messenger from Ryôko Mendô arrived with a note from her parents Hajime and Haruka, thanking Negako for ridding the Mendô Clan of the dark mana node under the Tarôzakura once and for all time. Said note also promised that if any potential retaliation by Shûtarô in answer to what "Ataru" had "done" was made on his surviving relatives, it would be stopped ahead of time. Which was good. If Shûtarô Mendô was like any of the idiots Shimei and her fellow tôshi had fought outside the Moroboshi home prior to that incident, he needed to be put in his place. Rich, arrogant idiots like that were always a danger to normal folks.
She then sniffed as her eyes teared. "I have a future now."
Mutsumi perked. "Mimôko…?"
Another sniff, and then Shimei pulled down her panties, showing off her well-formed buttocks and the trim of black pubic hair over her womanhood. "A future, Mutsumi," she said as she turned around to present herself to her companion. "A real future…"
Mutsumi sucked her breath in as her eyes danced over that well-honed body with its pert breasts, very well-muscled abdomen, strong hips, legs and arms, not to mention the inviting patch of hair over her womanhood. After a moment, she then looked up to stare into Shimei's face, and then she blinked on seeing a touch of fear in the light blue eye that wasn't covered by a magical bandage. "Mimôko, what's wrong?"
"Am I beautiful?"
Surprised by the soft question that escaped the tôshi, Mutsumi then smiled as she moved into a sitting position, and then she patted the futon before her. "Sit down here."
Shimei blinked, and then she placed herself down in front of the bioroid, facing her. Mutsumi reached over to gently draw her into an embrace, placing a loving kiss on her lips. "You are beautiful," she assured her. "The most beautiful woman in the world. Let me show you how truly beautiful you are, my beautiful Mimôko."
With that, she gently turned Shimei around, and then allowed her to lean back into Mutsumi's breasts as her hands reached out to rest on the backs of Shimei's hands just below her wrists. As Mutsumi leaned in to gently kiss the side of her lover's neck, her fingers began to vibrate, sending tiny ki pulses into the tôshi's blood stream to force her heart to pick up speed, thus make the other organs of her body prime up and get ready. In a minute, Shimei's breathing had picked up and become ragged as she felt her breasts start to strain and the insides of her legs dampen. "Mutsumi…"
"Shush," the bioroid whispered into Shimei's ear. "Relax and enjoy…"
"What are…you…doing to me…?"
"Making my beautiful Mimôko happy."
Once she had sensed that Shimei's heartbeat had come up to the average speed someone would produce when in the midst of a long-distance run, Mutsumi shifted her hands up the arms to place them on the shoulders. The fingers started to vibrate again as more ki poured into the tôshi's body, this time directed at the spinal column to send that energy into the pleasure centres of her mind. As that began, Shimei moaned in delight as spots on her skin on her breasts began to look very pink. "Mutsumi…"
"Shush, beloved," the bioroid whispered as she shifted her lover's head to her right shoulder so she could gently kiss and lick at the neck there. "Enjoy…"
"Oh, gods, Mutsumi…"
"Hush…"
With the brain and upper central nervous system now primed, next step was along the upper regions of Shimei's spine to ensure all elements of the central nervous cortex were working perfectly so that the tôshi would enjoy the sensations to come. Mutsumi gently shifted her lover to lay down on the futon, and then she shifted a pillow below Shimei's breasts before placing her face-down. She then straddled her lover's legs as she moved to massage and kiss the lower cervical and upper thoracic areas of Shimei's spine. Shimei's moans soon picked up in speed as the energy bombarding her spine began to make her hips shudder. "Mutsumi, stop it…please…oh, gods…!"
Mutsumi hummed, pulling her hands away. "Do you really want me to stop?"
Shimei blinked as the wonderful feelings instantly vanished. "NO!"
"Didn't think so. Let's go on."
She moved to continue to work on the spine, making Shimei moan in delight as fresh ki was poured into her. And now with the upper spine truly ready, it was time for the lower spine, which forced Mutsumi to shift herself down to the area of Shimei's calves as she leaned down to massage and kiss the lower thoracic and lumbar vertebrae. At the same time, the bioroid's own erect nipples were brushing up against the back of the tôshi's thighs, sending even MORE waves of pleasurable feeling through Shimei's now-hypersensitive nervous system right into her brain. "Oh, MUTSUMI…!" Shimei cried out as her hips began to buck harder. "What are you DOING…?!"
"Ah-ah!" Mutsumi playfully said as she slid her hands over her lover's buttocks and down the inside of her thighs, deliberately missing her intimate parts as she shifted herself down past the tôshi's feet, allowing her hands to rest on the inside of the knees. "Can't have you cum just yet, Mimôko. You're not ready yet…"
Shimei gasped as those wonderful fingers began to massage the insides of her knees as Mutsumi's lips gently kissed and licked the skin over the ligaments and tendons connecting the upper and lower parts of the legs. "Oh, GODS…!" she wailed as the shifting of her hips lessened. "Oh, gods…I need to cum…" she shrilled as she moved to shove her hands under her body to get at her clit. "Make me cum, sweetie…make me cum…NO!" she moaned as Mutsumi's hands stopped hers from getting at her now-soaked vagina. "Let me go, Mutsumi! Make me cum…!"
Mutsumi shifted back up to place the hands well away from the body, and then she tapped a shiatsu point on both arms below the shoulders to keep them immobilised. "You keep your hands away from there, Mimôko," she then growled into Shimei's ear with a mix of anger and hunger. "We're not ready to let you have that release just yet…"
With that, those wonderful hands began to work on Shimei's armpits, the fingertips circling around the perimeter of the area where the sweat glands normally poured out their fluid the most. Shimei moaned as her mind shuddered from the insane bombardment of feeling and ki through her nervous system, though the tactical part of her mind — the part of her that had been honed through years of training and fighting — was quick to pick up on something. She's forcing ki into my nervous system, a voice — thinking about it later, she would come to realise that the voice sounded awfully like Hakugen Rikuson's — stated as the rest of her mind wailed and moaned at the thunderous waves of passion that were swamping all her senses. Gods! This is better — MUCH better! — than all the times I've forced my enemies to submit! But…why…why is she doing this…?
Shimei then cried out as Mutsumi shifted right back down again, this time getting off her as she moved to turn the tôshi onto her back. After she was comfortably there, Mutsumi moved to shift her legs apart, and then she laid face-down on the floor between them, shifting her arms around Shimei's legs at the knees as she began to work the inner thighs. By then, Shimei's whole body was quaking badly as those wonderful digits did their work on her sartorius, adductor and gracilis muscles. "Oh, gods…!" she cried out as her back started to arch as she tried to force her arms to move. "Gods, Mutsumi, please…! Please…!" she pleaded.
Mutsumi tried not to scowl as she looked up…
Only to breathe right onto Shimei's exposed clit.
That did it.
"MUTSUMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII…!"
Mutsumi jolted as Shimei's whole body bucked wildly, and then she sighed as her own body started to buck as an orgasm just as strong as the tôshi's crashed down on her.
"Only Step Seven…no FAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR…!"
In the old bedroom once used by the elder Ryôkis…
"Gods!" Izumi breathed out as she and Nanase looked up from their kissing. "What the HECK is Mutsumi-chan doing to Mimôko-san?!"
Nanase stared at the direction of the bedroom being used by her sister, her eyes narrow as she reached out with her empathy to sense what was going on. She then blinked as images flashed through her mind, and then she giggled. "Oh, my…"
"What?!" Izumi demanded.
Nanase gazed at her. "Mimôko just got introduced to the Gojûni Sanji."
The raven-haired tea shop owner's daughter blinked. "What's that?"
Nanase smiled. "I could show you," she purred invitingly.
Izumi blinked, and then she shuddered. "S-s-sure…"
The bioroid sat up. "Okay, sit in my lap, your back to me…"
A little later…
"That was so good…"
"I do aim to please," Mutsumi purred into Shimei's ear as she allowed the tôshi to lean into her breasts as both laid on their sides, the blankets now over them.
"But you weren't pleased," Shimei whispered.
The bioroid hummed. "Wanna bet?"
Before the tôshi could answer, Mutsumi reached for her hand — she had unlocked Shimei's arms right after the tôshi had come down from her orgasm — and allowed her fingers to gently reach into the bioroid's own vagina. Feeling the wetness on the labia and the clit, Shimei's eye nearly shot out of her head in shock. "Gods!" she croaked out as she pulled the hand out to look at it in the faint evening light, her eyes quick to see the soaked digits. "But HOW?! I didn't even…!"
"You didn't have to."
Silence.
"How…?"
"I'm telepathic and empathic," Mutsumi explained. "Unlike Tariko-aneuesama and Hiromi-aneuesama when they were shifted into their new bodies, Negako-aneuesama allowed us to have full control of our abilities when our souls were shifted into these bodies." She leaned over to gently kiss Shimei's cheek. "When you came, I came."
Shimei took that in, and then she smiled. "I want to do the same things to you."
"Sure you do. And we'll do it, I promise. But remember, when I'm close to you, I won't be able to ignore your emotions. Especially if I'm touching you." Mutsumi then leaned down to gently pull the bottom of the tôshi's ear into her lips so she could suck on it, that making Shimei shudder as Mutsumi's hands gently squeezed her breasts. "Besides," the bioroid then said as she pulled her lips away to whisper into the tôshi's ear, "I wanted to try the Gojûni Sanji on you, Mimôko. Sorry about that."
Shimei blinked. "Fifty-two…what?"
Mutsumi traced the kanji 山寺 on the tôshi's arm, which made Shimei blink again. "'Fifty-two Mountain Temples?' What the heck does that mean, anyway?!"
A purr escaped the bioroid as she whispered, "Mimôko, why do you think the word 'jinsei' is in the title for our family's Art?"
Shimei blinked, and then she shuddered as Mutsumi's hands slid down to the backs of her own. "And the fifty-two…?" she muttered before she felt ki pour into her hands.
"You only made it past the first seven," Mutsumi purred as she gently began to kiss Shimei's neck. "Let's see how far you go this time, sweetie…"
Shimei's eye went wide on hearing that. "Oh, gods! I'm gonna die…!"
But DAMN! that voice inside her mind said as the first waves of ecstasy began to crash into her brain, a smile crossing her lips. What a way to go…!
So now we…
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