[Benihime x Youko Gaiden] The Crimson Kunoichi & The White Ronin

[Apollymi]

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The Chronicle which details how such a strange set of individuals became the pair to decide the fate of the Ninja World.

[Bloodedge]

Approximately one decade prior to the current day and age, something was amiss in the Land of Silence - a samurai-led country on a distant continent. This country, while run by samurai, had a Daimyou of its own. The goings-on were directly connected to a conspiracy surrounding the Daimyou, his wife, and their daughter. Not only had samurai been affected, but also ninjas all across the globe. One particular samurai trained in the Land of Iron had very recently been appointed to be the personal guard of the Daimyou's daughter during this time.

The guardian in question was no local, neither to here nor the Land of Iron. He was from a stranger land yet, where all inhabitants sported flowing white locks of hair, and odd markings on their bodies. His forehead bore a blue crescent moon mark, and there were two red hash marks on each of his cheeks below a pair of golden eyes. In the middle of the afternoon, he sat against the wall next to the mansion's front door. Unlike most samurai, he sported a white kimono with red cherry blossom flower crests on its sleeves and neckline, and a pair of sashinuki hakama tucked into ankle-high black boots. He had armor of his own, but he was currently without it. What he was not without, though, was a strange tuft of pure white fur on his right shoulder, long enough to drag the floor if he were standing at the time. All was silent for the time being, but that was sure to change eventually...

[Apollymi]

The Land of Silence was destined to have many visitors with varied concerns. One of whom was recently off a boat to this very place. 'I hate boats, my legs still don't feel right. Machi is going to get such an ear full about this later...' she thought frowning intently. This far away continent was somewhere this particular individual had never been before and she found herself walking towards the front of the Daimyo's Palace with nothing to her person apparently. She was dressed in fishnet shorts with frilly red cloth attached to either side. If one paid close enough attention they would see a few small scrolls attached to the inside of these frills. As well, the girl's village headband which was attached to her right thigh and worn like a garter. Additionally, fishnets covered her chest along with a bustier which matched the frilly bits attached to her bottoms. She eyed this entire place with narrowed crimson eyes, on the top of her right arm a figure eight like symbol with a single dark mark under it. The most startling feature of this young woman by far, was a mass of crimson locks, placed in a ponytail atop her head, but untamed by the holder, crimson locks escaped around her face and moved around her body as if bristling. The length of this hair was phenomenal by most standards hanging down far enough to reach the young woman's ankles, without the ponytail to keep it off the ground. As she took in the view she saw the young man posted up outside of the building and her face didn't seem to change very much. 'He's got a kind of girly face with all that hair,' she thought absently.

But this wasn't what was important right now. No... she'd been sent here on a mission. Well, technically two, the first was of which was to be a guard to the Daimyo of the Land of Silence, which was hardly work by the young woman's standards. Her secondary mission was by far her most important, and it was to find out, what happened to several different groups of Shinobi from several villages sent to the area, as well as finding out if it had any connection to the problems being experienced by the Daimyo. Given this, she'd become a staple of the area, but that wouldn't stop her from taking in the sights, nor was she particularly rude so she spoke, coming to a stop before the entryway. "Ohayou gozaimasu."

[Bloodedge]

The white-haired male was told to expect a shinobi some day soon, so it was no surprise to him that one appeared this day. The crimson mop upon this kunoichi's head was something to catch his eye the moment she came into view, but that was an aside. Perhaps he should have been disturbed by the sheer amount of hair this woman possessed, but he hardly had room to judge, considering. Whatever the case, the steadfast samurai stared blankly in the direction of this encroaching kunoichi, until he was inevitably greeted by her. "Ohayou gozaimasu," he replied. Still, he had a job to do. If this woman wasn't the one intended to serve the Daimyou, she could potentially be a threat to the one he was sworn to serve. With that in mind, there was some information he needed to pry for. "Who might you be? What are you doing here?"

[Apollymi]

'Sou ka, I thought he looked like a guard. Pretty well dressed one... but,' whatever thought the redhead had coming she let pause. She knew for a fact that it would not be good to try entering a place such as this without getting someone to acknowledge what she was before hand. She expected this sort of thing, she could even understand it, she did similar things when she was at home in the Sunagakure. An exhale escaped her as she began speaking on her name and reason for appearing here. "Suzukou Benihime," she said letting her name leave her face with a gentle pause. "Jounin of the Sunagakure. I am meant to be on retainer to the Daimyou here. His new personal guard," she said monotonously. "Tell me this is the right place. I'm not getting back on that boat," she said with some extreme amount of distaste. She was no real threat to the family here, nor any of their personal servants, unless of course they crossed her on her secondary mission.

[Bloodedge]

Following his questioning, this woman revealed herself using the identity Benihime. This introduction prompted the samurai to look her up and down a few times over with a stare that was almost to be considered glaring, but such was his natural expression. When his gaze met her face again, his eyes closed for a few seconds; he spoke again before they opened. "About time they sent a woman. Weird, though... No shinobi thus far has given their real name," he said. His eyes opened again after these words were shared, and a sigh accompanied his rise from the ground. A katana and a sheathless, double-edged jian that were previously propped up beside him were taken up and both slipped into the left side of his obi.

"Guess I've been reduced to messenger/gatekeeper today. C'mon. I'll show you to the old man," he said while turning toward the building, intending to lead Benihime directly to the Daimyou's room. He moved with steps that were leagues lighter than even most ninja, despite visually being a seasoned enough samurai to forego their typical garbs and weaponry. The movements he made also caused the fur - which should have been made filthy via dragging the ground as he walked - billow through the air behind him, avoiding the ground as if it were doing so of its own volition.

[Apollymi]

This man sent a gazing glare Benihime's way, which she met impassively. 'Wow, someone looks like he woke up all kinds of cranky,' she thought but soon enough this gaze was ended and he thought to comment, about the legitimate nature of the name she'd given. "Ugh, sensors..." she frowned. "The only people to realize I am not being pretentious and calling myself by such a name..." she muttered aloud to the statement, with a strange use of vocabulary. Shinobi were taught to lie as if it was second nature. To act in complete secrecy, most didn't start missions by giving their full name or any kind of information, but Benihime was quite different from a standard Shinobi. The young kunoichi had been on many of these missions before, and never had to lie about anything. She could always just kill any one who crossed her in an unnecessary way.

Still this young man seemed amiable enough and intended to show her to the 'old man' as he called him. This was fine with Benihime who nodded and waited as he led her inside. She took several steps inside her left hand reaching out to touch the door frame a seal would leave her hand as her fingers brushed the wood. And such an action would happen several times as she moved, but her eyes, were locked onto the young man before her, and the fur which dangled from his person. As she moved she found herself almost hypnotized by its movements and beyond that, she really wanted to touch it. 'What... is...' she shook her head and tried to clear her consciousness. She aimed to concentrate on something else, anything else as she moved and found herself noting the lightness of this man's footsteps and the fluidness of his movements. 'I hope he's not involved, it seems like he'd move almost as well as I do,' But along with this man's light movements hers made no sounds, despite the fact that there were two bells attached to the top of her outfit, which should for all intents and purposes chime with her every foot step.

[Bloodedge]

From her initial reaction, it seemed this Benihime had some prior interactions with sensor-type individuals - likely shinobi - which were not all too wonderful. He had no comment about this to speak of, but there was something he found strange about this woman's mannerisms. To be most specific, as they walked through the building, the samurai found himself looking over his shoulder with a curious mind as this woman's hands reached out to touch various surfaces. This was no simple check of the decor or structural integrity; something was odd about this woman's chakra every time contact was made... as if it were being left at every location she made contact with. "You shinobi are so low on fear, but so high on discretion. It's interesting. What sort of technique is that?" he asked, finally shifting his over-the-shoulder gaze until it once again found the face of this redhead.

[Apollymi]

As she moved seals were left around, almost invisible to the naked eye, but it seemed that her sensor companion noticed her dealings. He had a gaze of her over his shoulder at several points while she acted. She all but expected this, even so, the crimson haired lass was rather suddenly confronted by the man's visage as he mentioned the amount of discretion seen from Shinobi contradicting in some way their lack of fear. "Shinobi are trained as such, to be fearless and to act as shadows. No one should know what kind of technique will kill them or who lurks in the dark. They should simply know they are going to die," she said seemingly without any emotion or attachment. Regardless of this, she seemed to have no issue at least explaining what she'd been doing, it would likely be for the best and considered a bit of preparatory work for her job here. "This technique is a summoning seal of my own creation, specifically it summons me..." she mentioned. This kunoichi was particularly gifted with the creation of seals, and using them to her own advantage. Most of her techniques were connected to her ability to create or manipulate seals. It was one of her greater strengths as an individual, most wouldn't be able to understand the mechanics of it, and even if they did, it was hardly fathomable. It was one of her greatest feats to date, the creation of these seals which she could leave anywhere and travel between any two, not that she bothered explaining that last bit.

[Bloodedge]

"Like I said... interesting," he replied to the nature of shinobi. In many ways, it was very similar to his own upbringing, albeit less hellish in his own mind. He continued moving forward, taking note of the seal Benihime explained. "You teleport, then? Hmm..." Nothing else was said by the samurai until they reached the office of the Daimyou. Before them then stood a somewhat elderly man with long hair bleached by his advancing years, and a scar on the upper left side of his face that was stained by malicious chakra. "Toku-jii, your new hired hand is here," he greeted, showing little respect for the old male's title. A voice much younger than the Daimyou's appearance implied came from the man after the samurai's speech. "I've had about enough of your sassy mouth, boy. Why are you not in the company of my daughter?"

The samurai sighed. It had been made quite obvious that he would be keeping guard until the hired shinobi arrived, but the Daimyou apparently had an issue with him leaving his original post now. "Obviously because she went to the bathroom. If you expect me to watch her from in there, you might be a little too overprotective... Or underprotective; whichever you prefer. Ja." With nothing more than a lazy wave given, the samurai turned and walked away, intending to vacate the Daimyou's office while the man addressed Benihime. "Tell me Sunagakure has sent me a hired hand with more respect than what my own people have provided."

[Apollymi]

Apparently this samurai found something of interest in the life of a Shinobi. It made her wonder what his life was like that he would even show interest in such a thing. Beyond this, it seemed that he had a greater understanding of what she was doing with her self-summoning seals than most of the people she'd ever explained it to. The redhead's eyes widened and then for just a second a smirk appeared on her face. "Yeah, something like that..." the young woman said as she continued her work right until the reached the Daimyou himself, with her last seal being placed in the doorway of his office. The way this young samurai chose to address the man in charge was something a bit stunning. And given the Daimyou's own reaction it wasn't something he appreciated. 'Oh... I really hope I don't have to try killing that one...' she thought as the man took his cue and aimed to leave. "Arigatou Gozaimasu," she mentioned the young man as he left, there was no need to be rude and she wasn't usually.

As the Daimyou himself addressed her finally she bowed before him before standing. "They sent me, it isn't really my place to judge where I fall on the respectfulness scale, Daimyou-sama," she mentioned. She spoke to him this way, not out of some great respect for his title, but because she'd only read his name a couple of times and didn't have a face to place it to, and had thus forgotten it completely. "That as an aside, I was only briefed that you'd need a personal guard. If I may ask, what kind of threats do you face?" she asked, it was a strange thing, but the girl wanted to know what would make this man believe he needed someone of a greater caliber than the average ninja to protect him.

[Bloodedge]

"Hai hai. Remember to cover up the goods next time; old guy's a creeper!" he said in passing to the redhead. With that said and done, he made his exit at last. He supposed he would be encountering this woman a second time this day, given the outrageous expectancies of the Daimyou toward him. All prior experiences told him he would eventually be showing the kunoichi to the guests' quarters, in which he also resided. For now, though, he was content to wander around until locating the one he was contracted to.

In the meantime, the Daimyou himself was scoffing at the younger male's fleeting statements. "Then leave the judging to me. At least you know how to address others, unlike that brat," he stated. There was a certain amount of information he'd expected his new guard to be given, but it seems the full message was not delivered. Luckily, she questioned things here and now. "A group of assassins threatens my life. I've been led to believe my own people have turned against me, and I will not stand for treason! It is your job to see to my safety until this issue has been resolved. Any further questions?"

[Apollymi]

The parting words from the samurai who'd brought her to the Daimyou had Benihime suppressing a chuckle. In fact, she'd had to turn her head with a great amount of swiftness to avoid the sound of laughter falling from her mouth, and doing so caused the bells on her top to chime for the first time since she'd arrived. She calmed down immediately after and managed to stifle cough her way into a normal conversation. It seemed within the Daimyou's office he was content to discuss the matters she'd been acquired to deal with. "Treason, huh? Sou ka, that is fine. I've taken the liberty of making it so I can move about the palace with relative ease," she said very calmly. "The only question I have to ask is, if I should come across an assassin, would you like them assassinated on the spot or do you want me to capture them for interrogation?" she asked. It seemed the man didn't know who was out to get him, and since his safety was her primary concern she'd have no problem killing any targets she came across. But if he needed to know what group was actually after him, a capture or two for interrogations might be necessary as well.

[Bloodedge]

With Benihime offering an additional question, the Daimyou looked over a file containing the listed skill set of this kunoichi. "Investigation isn't listed here. The Kazekage must not have updated this in some time. Whatever the case, I'd rather they be killed. You seem to be very adept at that, so do avoid anything that could be a little more troublesome. Besides... they seem to have a habit of getting into people's brains and making them disappear. You're dismissed now. Have Youko show you to where you'll be staying for the time being." With that said, the older male of the residence opened a book and began perusing its pages.

[Apollymi]

It seemed the listing that had been given to this particular man didn't include all of the kunoichi's skills. It made her wonder what exactly Machi was planning or thought was happening here that he thought this man didn't need that much information. She would have sighed had she been alone in any place, but instead she simply held her tongue and nodded. "Hai hai, killed on sight. Ja ne, Daimyou-sama," she said it seemed this man intended for her to speak with someone named Youko to find out where she'd be staying while she was here. That name didn't even sound remotely familiar to the young woman but she figured she could find out with relative ease in the near future. With this out of the way and the Daimyou seeming to go on to reading, the young woman bowed and excused herself moving back out into the hall with the same impassive look on her face. 'Yare yare, what have you gotten me into Machi?' the woman thought as she began wandering about the house. She mentally decided to look for the young man she'd previously spoken to as he was most likely to know where to find this Youko person she was looking for.

[Bloodedge]

Within the halls of the mansion, the white-haired samurai seemed to be at a loss for what to do. He could have easily located the Daimyou's daughter, but doing so required a particular skill set he was not keen on using until it was an absolute necessity. At the end of a thought process regarding where he would be going, he merely found himself slipping into the Daimyou's personal bar, which he'd previously been led to by the very girl he was sworn to protect in this household. If she wasn't going to reveal herself, he'd occupy himself with a glass or five of something that'd let him relax a bit. "Yare yare. Maybe now I can stop hanging out in front of doorways."

[Apollymi]

The Daimyou's daughter had indeed left the side of the samurai to go to the rest room, but she'd also ended up taking something of a detour before returning to find him. Whatever she was busying herself with, the white haired man was now in the private bar of the Daimyou apparently having a drink. In the meantime the red haired kunoichi was running about the house shifting seals in various places as she did so. Bedrooms, bathrooms, the kitchens and the like. The final places the crimson haired young woman found herself was a room off of one of the studies which appeared to be a bar of some sort. "Sugei!~" she chimed looking over the place only to have the white haired man she'd been looking for come into her vision in this place. "That's coincidental. Uh... do you know who Youko is? I was supposed to have that person show me where I should actually be," the red head mentioned as she took a moment to scope through the liquor that was being hidden here by the Daimyou.

[Bloodedge]

Midway through his third glass of whiskey, the samurai was fated to receive a visitor. He had expected none other than the Daimyou's daughter, the girl responsible for his frequenting of this place, but alas... it was instead someone entirely new to the estate. Her approach was direct in asking who one known as Youko might be, but a single glance in her direction alerted the male to the wandering eyes she had for the bar scene. Putting down his own glass, he reached for a secondary drinking apparatus, as well as the bottle he originally poured from. One glass was filled anew after he topped himself off, and this new glass was slid down the counter. "Here. Toku-jii will miss a few ounces before he misses a whole bottle. May as well dust it off in that case, yeah?" he asked in rhetoric. Not expecting to be turned down, considering the look on the redhead's face after seeing the bar, he held his own glass up in her direction to formulate a toast of some sort. "To what? Indentured servitude?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime soon enough had the samurai she'd met earlier speaking to her, but he didn't answer her question. Instead, upon taking note of her interest in this place began moving things around so much so that he eventually pushed a newly filled glass towards the red haired young woman. She stopped it with her right hand and looked at it for only a second. The speech which came from this young man about how the ounces would be missed before the bottle made her laugh. "You're probably right about that," she said examining the glass with wide eyes. It had been quite a while since she'd had a nice drink and now she was going to be having a drink with this man, which didn't seem like it would be too bad. "Indentured servitude? That sounds dreary~" the young woman said as she lifted her glass. "But I'll still drink to it~" she said as she drained this glass of at least half of its contents after said toast was made. Still there was a bit more, he hadn't answered her question, so she made an assumption here and now, especially given how the Daimyou had referred to this young man's attitude. "I take it you're Youko... nice to meet you~" she said, thinking there were way worse ways to have met someone than having a drink in the middle of the day.

[Bloodedge]

"Probably? I've been here just long enough to know for sure." Whatever the terms of this toast were taken as, he tilted his glass upward until its contents poured into his mouth. Benihime took it upon herself to assume his identity as the Youko she sought, and when this happened, he lowered his glass and sighed. Just as he thought, the Daimyou had nonchalantly pushed another task off onto him. "Hai. Katsuhara Youko, at the service of you and everyone else on the planet, apparently. Well... I'll take you over Toku-jii. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu, Suzukou." Once again, Youko raised his glass to drain the rest of the whiskey from it. Upon lowering it, there was the lightest flush to his visage. This made about three and a half drinks for him since leaving the office, and he'd yet to eat this day. Whatever the case, he thought it worth celebrating that his workload had officially been lightened. "Guess I've got a housemate now. I'll show you to the way. Though... I should be looking for Kazumi right now..."

[Apollymi]

The young woman took her moment of silence to look over her glass while waiting extra speech and confirmation from Youko that he was who she thought he was. It didn't really matter to her much at this point, but it was quite nice to know that she could get top shelf booze whenever she wanted so long as she was committed to drinking an entire bottle. "Hai hai, Katsuhara-kun," she said raising her glass as well only to polish it off within a few seconds. It seemed that this young man had been given a task that he didn't really want to do along with finding whoever Kazumi was. "Sou ka, this is one of those places with a guest house..." she said thinking of how she normally lived she frowned just a tad. 'Obviously, I am spoiled getting to live in the Kazekage's Mansion and all...' she thought absently. Whatever the case, she thought to be at least a reasonable person about her new companion. And it would be easier to eliminate him as a target or confirm him as one for her secondary mission if he was within such close quarters. "Kazumi? What's she look like?" asked the redhead, while spreading herself around the place she'd seen several people around and she might be capable of helping this man out just a bit.

The young woman known as Kazumi had finally emerged from the restroom she'd run off to, which had turned into a trip to her bedroom and a change in clothes as well as the gathering of several servants for something which she was now planning to spring on Youko. "Kaa-san! Is the barber in yet..." the girl asked in a manner most demanding. In the dressing room of the house, connected to the Master bedroom, was a young woman in a pink kimono with a miniskirt with nothing on her feet but socks stomping and demanding the attention of an older woman who looked very much like her though her the physical shape of her was much more filled, and the blue of her hair a bit tinted. She turned to look over her shoulder as a set of servants helped to tie her obi. "Yes, he's downstairs... so is everything else you demanded for the day. Last I heard your father was meeting his new bodyguard, and given how that goes, yours should be around somewhere. I am quite surprised you let him out of your sight," said the young girl's mother as she huffed with crystal blue eyes. "Fine, I'm going then, good day..." she said leaving her mother in a huff to slide around the hard wood floors in her socks headed for the place she mostly likely felt she'd find her bodyguard, which surprisingly wasn't her father's private bar, but figuring he'd gotten stuck giving a tour to the newest guard she thought to peek around a few other places first.

[Bloodedge]

"Hai. It's a pretty nice place... normally with lots of privacy. If you're keen to avoid the loud arguments this family has, it's preferable to the building we're in now." With both glasses emptied, Youko went about refilling the pair of them with what remained in the bottle. "Kazumi looks like... well... She's a very free-spirited person. I hear she looks a lot like her mother, but that's someone I've never met. That should tell you a lot about how this place works, and how demanding Toku-jii is. Either way, she's pretty obvious if you see her, but she'll probably run into me eventually." Without further ado, Youko picked up his glass again, sharing only one additional word before draining it dry. "Cheers." After finishing his last drink, he placed the empty glass on the table. A few more words were then sent Benihime's way, regarding a strange sensation Youko had gotten from her only a few times thus far. "If you're thinking about any need to kill me at any point, you're free to give up on that clause whenever you like."

[Apollymi]

The young man with her was currently a wealth of information, which Benihime accepted. It seemed that their living quarters was indeed separate from the family, but given that they were prone to an extreme amount of privacy. This was good news, both because of the precautionary seal placement of the red head and because of the kind of person she tended to be, and figured she would end up being here eventually. Youko worked to refill their glasses, and explain the look of the person who he claimed he should be looking for. She found it strange that he'd been working for this family for at least a little while, but he'd never met the mother of his charge. But she'd met the Daimyou and figured he just didn't want single young men around his wife. "Sou ka..." she said of the information, immediately abandoning the idea of looking for his charge. She picked up her now filled glass once more and acknowledged his utterance, "Hai hai~" she said draining the contents of her glass as well. The only thing which stopped this behavior would be the end of the glass, but after Youko finished drinking, he seemed to have one more thing to say to the lass one which caused her eyes to widen ever so slightly. Soon after though and probably quite to the contrary of the sort of situation she was in presently, the young woman smiled as if she'd heard something funny, and had at least the decency to seem a bit abashed. "Ara, don't take it personally. If I didn't at least consider that I might have to kill you at some point, I'd be setting myself up for a bad time. Besides, I am almost certain you've done the same thing~" she chimed seemingly amused by the situation. Irrespective of the fact that he might be telling the truth and it might not be necessary for her to try and kill him, she still had to consider it an option until she knew with some amount of certainty.

[Bloodedge]

The air around this pair of individuals had undergone a certain shift, but now it was about what Youko was used to in the presence of others. Benihime explained why she'd entertained these murderous thoughts today, and also made the assumption that he'd considered killing her as well. "Gomen; you'll have to go without the flattery this time. Your hair isn't the right color for me to think of taking your life. It's just the right color for me to think a lot of other things, but... I'm a bit drunk. Maybe we'll end up touching that subject on another day, unless drunk works for you."

[Apollymi]

Benihime seemed to smile more than she intended to in this moment. This man admitted that he didn't actually think of killing her and instead thought of other things to do with her. She found this amusing for many reasons, mostly because it meant at the very least if she could take him at his word she didn't have to worry about him trying to kill her in the meantime. "Nice to know red hair makes me seem less threatening~" the girl said while chuckling, this guy was funny at least her time here wouldn't be terribly boring, assuming of course it didn't become necessary to kill him. "Though, for someone who isn't thinking of killing people you have a very angry face~" she chimed. As he mentioned that he was drunk so they could visit his apparent offhanded proposition at some other time she looked at him quizzically. "Drunk isn't really a problem..." she said honestly. "But, that face aside, I don't think you're my type~" she concluded, without much more description. When Benihime had originally started speaking she'd meant that to be a compliment, but upon thinking about it, she decided it came out a bit more backhanded than she'd planned. "Oops, that wasn't how I meant that, gomen," she said taking her turn to apologize and move along.

[Bloodedge]

"It's not just your hair, though it really does suit you. It's just... the people I want to kill look different, is all," Youko said as his empty glass slid across the counter, tapping against the equally empty bottle. "Don't get me wrong. I'm always thinking of killing someone, but you're not on that list. Most people aren't." Soon enough, Youko was getting up to clear the table. This was started under the assumption that Benihime would be foregoing a full second bottle on the first day of her active duty, but if she were to say something to the contrary, he would leave her glass and perhaps take up his own again. As for his previous comment about the things crossing his mind in place of murder attempts, the return comment was far from what he normally received. It was shocking, to say the least; Youko even paused to consider what he'd just heard. "Wow. Believe it or not, that's the first time I've ever heard something along those lines. I might need to keep drinking."

[Apollymi]

Benihime found herself eyeing this man rather strangely. She'd heard many things, from many people regarding her appearance but never had she heard that the color of her hair suited her in such a statement. "Ara..." she was without a response initially as red tinted her face in a way she couldn't rightly explain. Beyond his statements of flattery there was the matter that apparently he didn't often think of killing random people and instead had some very specific set of people he wanted to kill or thought about killing. "Hmm, that is somewhat reassuring, and a bit weird, but I don't have room to talk~" she said about the direction of his murderous intent. Moving right along it seemed that he'd taken to heart, her dismissal of his proposition. And according to the man himself he'd never been turned down in such a way. The young woman chuckled at this as she got rid of her own by sliding it towards the man her head tilted to the side. "Well, it's good to experience new things... or so I am told~" she said in a rather haphazard manner. "You're pretty funny, if you wanted to keep drinking I'd drink with you... help you heal that minor wound I just inflicted~" she said standing and stretching in a manner that most would find surprising. But as she did this she leaned her head to the left. "Hm... maybe next time though..."

Benihime spoke those words because she heard sounds. She wondered if this man had good ears and heard them as well. The hurried footsteps which slid clean past the door only to stop at the end of the hallway and double back. If she had to make an assumption someone was headed this way, and given the speed of the movements she assumed it was someone young. "Youko! Are you in here!" said a rather free spirited looking young woman. She was dressed in a pink kimono which showed a great deal of cleavage and a short frilly skirt which moved up her hips as she swayed inside. She was alone but the fuss she'd made getting here made Benihime's brow raise. She also rather unabashedly look in a full view of this young woman and found her more than reasonably attractive if a bit young for her personal taste, though they were likely around the same age. "I've been looking all over for you, and you've just been introducing the new guard to your bad habits!?" she demanded only to look at the young woman with wide eyes.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah... I'll pass regardless," he replied quickly. "If I keep drinking, I'll keep trying. I'd rather just cut my losses here. Besides..." As the pair spoke, Youko's gaze wandered toward the door to this room. Like he'd said moments ago, the lass named Kazumi would eventually find him, keeping the white-haired male from having to search for her instead. She had certainly done this now, and with no better timing than to save him from further shunning of his advances.

Kazumi entered in due time, being just as demanding - and disorderly by normal standards - as always. The first words spoken directly to him by this lass regarded some apparent pollution of the new guard's mind with what were apparently Youko's own bad habits. "Wait... what do you mean my bad habits?" he questioned right away. "You're the one who showed me this room."

[Apollymi]

A grin passed this young woman's face. She had much respect for the man before her, for having the decency to stop himself before his feelings were more acutely hurt. He was interesting to say the least, but she knew at best to only expect a varied form of friendship. Irrespective of this a rather abrasive girl entered the scene and Benihime gave this girl a full looking over while she berated Youko for apparently spreading his bad habits about. 'Hm, she's pretty cute... if she looks like her mom, I am a bit curious about what that body looks like all grown up...' there was a devious light in this red head's eyes as she got an idea of something she probably shouldn't be doing, but that she fully intended to do as soon as she left here.

While Benihime sat relaxing and thinking of what this girl's mother must be like, the abrasive girl before her seemed to be laying into her personal guard, pushing off her own inconsistencies. "What? I mean, yeah... I showed you this place, but it isn't like I have a job to do or anything like that. So it's your bad habits," she said. And while a bit self-serving Benihime could see why this couldn't really be argued. It was in the moment after saying this that the other girl's attention diverted properly. After her initial shock, "Tou-sama... said his guard from the Sunagakure was supposed to be a big time assassin, but you don't look much older than me," she said to the red head which made her chuckle. "I am probably not much older than you... but we lead very different lives~" she chimed. Not really addressing the fact that she was an assassin at all. Regardless of this point the girl seemed very sure of herself and continued. "Well, just don't pick up his bad habits, Tou-sama isn't as forgiving as I am..." she said crossing her arms over her chest and speaking matter of factly. "Hai hai, I appreciate it and I'll definitely keep it in mind," the dynamics of this family were quite strange, but there was an aspect obviously missing from this equation and the young kunoichi intended to find it. "If you'll excuse me, I have something I need to check on... it was nice meeting you." she said offering a bow to the girl she now considered as at least partly her employer. Such an action made Kazumi smile, she enjoyed being acknowledged properly by other people. "Of course, see you around..." the young girl said, seemingly placated at least for a moment. If only her father did the same thing, she'd be a much happier teen. Regardless a moment later Benihime passed the young woman and turned on her heels to have a look at the woman's bottom her eyes widening in this moment. She looked towards Youko and gave him the thumbs up in a random bit of approval about the young lass, though she was more interested in something else at present. And with that action complete the young woman would disappear from sight within this mansion. A second thereafter her attention returned to Youko. "She seems nice, for what she's supposed to be but..." the girl paused remembering what she'd come here for. "Oh! Right... the barber is here, you should get a hair cut..." she said springing on this young man the reason for her constant searching and tantrum throwing of the morning.

[Bloodedge]

"Mendokusai yo!" Youko blurted out in response to Kazumi's chastising. "Drunk or sober, it's not like you have anyone after your head. The third-rate thugs that show up here and there are easy enough to deal with." As he spoke, Youko fully cleared the counter of any evidence left by his drinking today. Benihime had taken her leave, but Youko couldn't say he approved of the initial interaction between these two women. Most specifically, he thought ill of Kazumi questioning a shinobi the way she did, but that didn't presently matter. What did matter here was the reason Kazumi had spent so much time searching for him, and the reason for the tantrum which followed her finding him at last. "Gomen... it sounded like you said there was a barber here, and that you expect me to get a haircut. Maybe I shouldn't have drank after all."

[Apollymi]

Kazumi's eyes rolled at this young man's rebuttal. Granted he was quite correct and to her knowledge no one was actually after her life in a way that was even remotely reasonable, she still didn't know if having a drunken guard was a good idea regardless of the level of skill he possessed. The new Shinobi hire seemed to have a much more agreeable personality and she wondered if her father would end up keeping her on as a permanent hire because of this. Regardless of this there was a more directly pressing matter and it was that of Youko's hair cut, which he seemed to be against and his tone let her know this would likely be an uphill battle, but she intended to win. "Yes, I did say that exactly. You can't be that drunk. You need a hair cut, you look like you've been living out in the wilderness forever. It isn't presentable. A cute hair cut will do wonders for your image," she said. And if this sounded like something she was willing to negotiate this wasn't at all the case. "Plus, you're my guard, and I am ordering this hair cut. No need to argue, just come on!" the girl said. This young woman was merely sixteen years old but she was oddly demanding. She'd taken a liking to Youko when she showed up, and demanded her father let her marry him, but he'd refused this request, one of the first he'd ever done to the young woman. This had broken something within her, not allowing her something she wanted, even so, he'd given her this man as her guardian, and while this was the case, she'd work to make him more presentable so that she could bring up her case with her father once more. Of course, all of this was being done completely without the Ronin's knowledge, but that didn't really matter at present. It wasn't as if he'd actually say no or anything, at least this was the case in the girl's mind.

While this battle over a hair cut took place, the crimson haired lass found herself wandering one of the upper floors in the mansion. After looking around a bit, she'd found this was the place that the lady of the house was most likely to be found any given day, and as such she went searching, while also taking the time to note the place for future quick entrances and exits she hadn't seen in her earlier explorations. She'd soon enough find this woman hanging out of a window looking discontentedly at the sky, a grin passing her face as she took in a full view of this woman's rear end and immediately felt the quickening of her own pulse. 'Damn! The Daimyou's wife is amazing!~' she chimed mentally as she marked this room with a brush of her finger tips and moved about within making the bells attached to her person chime to catch her attention.

[Bloodedge]

Youko eventually returned to the bar counter from the side opposite to where he'd previously been sitting. Taking a side there, he leaned against the counter to directly view the Daimyou's daughter while addressing her rather outrageous demands. "First, I am definitely not that drunk. Second, I have no reason to be presentable. This order of yours has absolutely nothing to do with my ability to act as a guard, so I don't exactly have a reason to obey, do I? Let's not forget that I'm not a guard because you needed one of your own, but because your dad didn't want you to be upset with him."

[Apollymi]

This argument between Youko and Kazumi seemed to be leading only in circles. The white haired man was soon enough standing opposite the girl in this bar area, presenting some very sound reasoning for why his personal appearance had no bearings on his work. And how beyond that he wasn't even necessary for the girl's personal protection, but had simply been a gift to her to keep her happy, which was something her father seemed to do on a regular basis placate her demanding attitude. Given this of course, the girl was used to men giving her, her own way, and she was quite determined that Youko be among them. "Exactly, Tou-sama let me have you as a guard because I wanted you. Whether or not you believe it's important to your work shouldn't matter, because it's important to me. Keeping me safe and happy is your job, and this will make me happy so you should do it," this girl said succinctly with her arms crossed over her chest. Her request was outlandish but she should be getting her way here as far as she was concerned.

Bells jingling made the woman at the window turn giving the red head a fuller view of her which made the biggest of grins spread across her face. "Ohayou Gozaimasu, Onee-chan~" she chimed which made something of a blush come to the woman's face, a light pink tint and widened eyes. "Onee-chan?!" she questioned, seemingly stunned. "I... I'm the Daimyou's wife, no one calls me that," she said seeming stunned by it. Benihime didn't take this statement the way it was really intended and found herself giggling just a little. "Sumimasen, I didn't mean to be disrespectful, Onee-sama, then? Sorry to interrupt of course, I just didn't want to spook you while I was walking around," she said which made the woman laugh. "That isn't at all what I meant, but I suppose, it's flattering really," she said of the young woman's greeting. This made the redhead smile as she approached taking perch in the window instead of doing anything remotely useful. The woman saw this and found herself stunned, she'd assumed this girl would leave without her target being in this place. "I assume you're the new guard, if you are looking, the Daimyou is rarely up here, he's likely downstairs, in his study," she said finding this girl's relaxed nature stunning. "I know, I've met him... I was kind of just having a look around and preparing, but... it'd be rude not to talk to someone all alone, right Onee-chan?" she said which made the woman's eyes widen. "Seems like you like that one better anyways..." this woman seemed stunned. No one but her daughter and a few choice servants had bothered speaking to her in ages. This young woman's attentions seemed strange, but also familiar, it was something she wasn't sure how to react to. "Shinobi aren't usually so friendly. But of course, I can't say I mind agreeable company," the woman said as she returned to staring out the window a bit further away from the young woman who'd so recently invaded the space. And so Benihime would end up chatting with the wife of the Daimyou for quite a while to come.

[Bloodedge]

"If that's how you want to put it, you do have a point. But..." Youko stopped himself mid-sentence, flipping onto the counter to take a seat atop it. In doing so, he propped up his left arm using his right knee, while his right leg hung loose and his right hand reached out to lift the chin of the girl before him. "As your sworn protector, I am to put your safety first. I have to consider that, in the middle of getting a haircut, someone could sneak by me and do harm to this precious face of yours. If I allow even a scratch to get by like that, how would I be allowed to continue my duties? Regardless of how you want to look at the situation, it's going to take a lot of convincing for me to go through with something like a haircut. Think you have enough bargaining chips?"

[Apollymi]

A smile spread rather gently across Kazumi's face as Youko flipped himself over the bar and took a seat. His words almost implied acquiescence which was what she really wanted in the first place. But, as he lifted her chin her expression softened immensely. The young girl's mind started to wander quite a bit, and not about the initial statements he made about potential risks to her safety, but about how she could actually bargain to get him to do what she wanted. "Well, if you are half as good at doing stuff as you claim nothing bad will happen to me as long as I am with you. Your own words state that no one is after me which should be anywhere near a problem for you, even while getting a hair cut. Your duties wouldn't be compromised and I'd be happy," the young woman said even so a small smile came to her face. "I bargain with plenty," she mentioned. Of course, this girl had assumed that the man before her wouldn't go get a hair cut of his own accord, she'd gone to change clothes accordingly. That pink mini skirt of hers slid further up her hips as she moved closer to him, her top slid further down as well, revealing even more of her massive cleavage as she leaned into his face. "Hair cut now, and you can have me later..." this was of course her final offer.

In the time period Benihime had been chatting with the Daimyou's wife she'd learned quite a bit. A smirk laid on her face as the woman had relaxed into their conversation. She was laughing, her face livened up by the attention her husband didn't pay her. She'd even found out that this woman, her daughter, and her husband always seemed to be at odds, though her daughter chose her husband's side in most cases. "Sou ka~ Sounds pretty normal to me, except leaving you out of course. You're way too stunning for that... Onee-chan~" she said which made the woman's eyes widen significantly and her face tint severely. "Surely you can't mean that... I'm old enough to be your mother..." she muttered which caused Benihime to lean forward her right hand stroking the side of this woman's face. "Oh, you're nothing like my mother, I could show you exactly what I mean by that of course, Onee-chan, you'd love it~" the crimson haired lass mentioned as she leaned in... the tension of this moment intensifying as she drew her face in closer, and to the surprise of many this woman didn't seem to turn away, she was locked in, this was all that was left. 'Sweet!~ I don't even feel bad, the Daimyou leaving such a tasty treat to rot here...' she thought as she closed the distance of their faces to mere breaths away.

[Bloodedge]

Youko's eyes wandered down the length of Kazumi's being as she shifted about. This was exactly the sort of reaction he'd come to expect from her when he wasn't keen on doing whatever it was she initially wanted, but her offer implied that she thought it would work from a different perspective. "Hoh? So you weren't already offering yourself to me? I was under the impression that you were overdue for your next fix. How long has it been now since your father has had me doing things elsewhere?" he asked. Of course, there was more to be said regarding his abilities, both related and unrelated to what Kazumi had mentioned. As his right hand trailed down from her chin, sharp nails gently tracing a line down into her plentiful cleavage, it was Youko's intention to speak on this. However...

His eyes suddenly widened. When they did, the normal pupils and golden irises were replaced with what looked like a pair of full moons. "Someone's here. Your father is in danger." True to his word, a mysterious assailant had already entered the building from above. In this land of samurai, an individual with a movement pattern and lightness more akin to ninja darted through the building, heading toward the Daimyou's study downstairs. Such a combination should not have existed in this land, and though Youko himself possessed such a trait, he thought it strange to see such chakra moving about in this way.

[Apollymi]

"Yes! It's been like two weeks. It isn't fair... it's like he's doing it on purpose!" the young woman mentioned in a manner most akin to a brat. Of course, this was gently quelled by the feeling of sharp nails tracing her cleavage. If she worked this correctly she might get a couple of interesting things out of this exchange the first of which would be this man's hair cut. But just as suddenly as the attention started, it shifted, Youko's attention shifting to something else entirely and his eyes changing to denote this. His next words were not at all about what she wanted them to be. "Of course he is, guess we are about to find out how good his new assassin is..." she said rolling her eyes. It was just her luck that her father managed to thwart her indirectly even when she was well invested into the activity of the time. "I guess you're going too right?" she asked of the man frowning intently.

Benihime was rather close to closing her own deal, but there was a shift in the wind. The bells attached to her person jingled, and she frowned. "Damn, sorry Onee-chan, we'll have to get back to this later," she said without further explanation she pushed herself out of the window. The Daimyou's wife found herself looking stunned as the young girl moved away. But before she could fall she disappeared in a flash of crimson light. All the tension in the air just ceased, and the Daimyou's wife was left looking completely stunned. 'What did I almost do?' she questioned herself, her heart beating faster than it had in years, something strange had almost happened, and somehow she didn't know how to feel about it. The woman began pacing trying to think through her own behavior in this moment.

When Benihime reappeared she was shifted to one of the seals on the lower floor, then another, and another, each time she seemed to be gaining speed and momentum. Each of her footfalls was silent and her chakra suppressed. 'Damn it all, I almost had her!' it seemed this young woman thought her work was getting in the way of her fun, not that this mattered. As she rested her left hand against the bottom of the seal on her right arm. She had to wait a moment, but once she was sure she could unleash the attack she had in mind, to kill the coming assailant. To one watching they would have seen her appear and disappear, and the build up of the Raiton Chakra nature even if they could not see what she was doing as the seal on her arm gave her the ability to charge her attack invisibly. Her crimson eyes narrowed as she would appear perched on the ceiling of the Daimyou's study in absolute silence, waiting for the assailant to spring her attack.

[Bloodedge]

Two weeks. In two weeks, the Daimyou's daughter had not seen an outlet to tension, and the same could be said of Youko. What's more, he'd already been stripped of one potential outlet this day; not that Kazumi would be informed of this in the moment. To say the least, this assailant's timing could not have been much worse. "Well... In all honesty, it isn't my job to protect the old man. I'm here to look out for... and when I'm lucky enough, at you," he said while that singular nail of his aimed to tug down at the kimono worn by Kazumi. All the while, though, his periphery was picking up chakra traces from every other person in the building. The one he recognized as Benihime's began to move, but the one nearest to it prior to this was what he pinned as Kazumi's mother's. 'What was she doing there? Is Toku-jii just pushing guards off on his family members instead of himself now?' he wondered. Nevertheless, he watched the assailant move throughout the building, and watched Benihime's chakra vanish and reappear where small traces of it had been left previously. Something was strange about how this woman's chakra behaved, but soon enough, it gained a color denoting a lightning element.

The masked male intending to have the Daimyou's life eventually reached the man's study, as if he knew exactly where it - and the Daimyou himself - would be. However, he continued moving into the next room over, and exited through the window. A strange tool in his left hand produced a large wing from a rod, which the man used to fly outward, likely to reposition himself. In the meantime, the Daimyou looked up from his desk to find Benihime on the ceiling with a technique in progress. "What is the meaning of this!?"

[Apollymi]

This man continued tugging down on her shirt and becoming a bit more aggressive in his intentions. Kazumi seemed to be faltering just a little. She bit her lip and sighed. If he really started touching her all would be lost. She'd lose her leverage and at some point likely her consciousness in this endeavor, might it be worth it though? 'I guess I could let this go for now...' she thought absently as she leaned in. It became obvious that this man wasn't going to leave any time soon as such she aimed to slid up into his lap atop the bar. "I mean this isn't really over or anything, but..." her pause would lead to her reaching for his cock, she knew well enough to know that she could leave this alone for now and perhaps just arrange the barber some other day, when sex couldn't be so easily used to sway her.

Meanwhile Benihime was perched on the ceiling, she expected the assailant to come at her directly but a gentle chime from the bell made her avert her attention to a nearby room. She heard very little by way of foot movement and then, the target she was looking for launched himself out of a window. Her eyes widened. 'This country isn't supposed to have anything in it but Samurai, what is with this guys movements?' she thought. 'And how the fuck am I supposed to get to a flying target without taking out half this palace with him?' as if her own thoughts weren't enough with the charging of her jutsu nearly complete there was also the matter of getting within range. And the now disturbed Daimyou below whose studies she'd apparently interrupted. "There is an active attempt on your life right now, I'm just doing my job is all..." she mentioned her gaze now shifted to the window as an assault from outside now seemed like the obvious choice. 'Ugh, need something solid to run on, and if I make the chains, I'm going to have to stop the Chidori, I'll lose charge time...' she had to figure this out and quickly, and though mentally she was quite stressed, her eyes were deadpan and her expression hadn't shifted.

[Bloodedge]

"Atta girl," he commented while the lass rose to take a place in his lap. All the while, he kept the goings-on outside of this room in his sights, finding the assailant's movements to be strangely expansive, and Benihime's to be just as strangely lacking once the intruder was outside. 'No anti-air, huh?' was what crossed his mind during this time. Both of his hands had begun occupying themselves by pulling down either side of Kazumi's kimono, until it bore all the flesh above her diaphragm, but he thought it best to take a brief pause. Of course, he quickly thought of a way to offer some assistance to the newcomer kunoichi while also servicing himself in the long-run. "Y'know what? Why don't we all win today?" he asked in rhetoric. A swift movement of his right hand allowed his already sharp nails to form full claws, which he used to lop off the vast majority of his hair, leaving it rather short. What he did with the rest though, was throw it toward the window with a bit of influence from his chakra. This produced a temporary staircase of Yang chakra-infused hair strands leading toward the assailant who was now putting the Daimyou in his sights. Youko left it to Benihime to take note of this while his attention fell to the young woman sitting atop him. "That was more painful than I thought. I'll be holding you responsible for that, you know?" was his follow-up statement, spoken directly into the face of Kazumi.

[Apollymi]

Kazumi had taken her place properly within the lap of Youko, and was soon enthused that the young man was pulling down either side of her kimono exposing her chest to himself and then spoke rhetorically in a way which was confusing to her. "What do you..." her eyes widened then because Youko took this moment to give himself a rather immediate hair cut. "Sugei!~" she seemed really pleased by this action which she knew was done exclusively to make her happy. He was then speaking to her rather closely, stating that such a thing was more painful than he thought it would be and that he'd be holding her responsible for it. A lump formed in the young girl's throat as this was rather threatening but also rather intense. "Hai!" she said seemingly excited by the prospect knowing nothing she wouldn't enjoy could come from this man while he was looking at her in such a way.

Meanwhile Benihime had taken a few too many seconds to think about what to do next. The assailant had already lined up, she wondered if he would be going for the direct approach if he did, it would be fine, but in all likelihood he didn't intend to get that close. At the time where she had to decide what to do, a single chime came from the bells at her side, alerting her to an increase in chakra happening before her, one which contained strands of white for some reason. 'What the...' she took off in this moment. 'Beggars can't be choosers I suppose...' as she moved at a speed which most couldn't follow she did so in a sight line. Her left hand finally came way from the mark at the top of her right and in this moment, the Raiton chakra she'd been holding back and hiding condensed. It would sound like a thousand chirping birds around the kunoichi and the lightning itself would harden in her hands giving her the extra staying power as she aimed to push her arm straight through the center of her opponent. Her hand and chakra would aim to obliterate his heart, killing him instantaneously.

[Bloodedge]

When Youko's hand finally returned from discarding his severed hairs, it found itself upon Kazumi's left breast. The girl's reactions thus far were satisfactory, but he would be making sure these things were not yet par for the course overall. "Let's get you sorted then, yeah? You're obviously too tense, so we should make sure something gets done about that." As he spoke, Youko used his left hand to pluck at the lace binding Kazumi's obi until it loosened entirely. He would see to it that she was placed in a state of total immodesty, but not quite stripped entirely. Soon, he was staring down from her face, toward her miniskirt. "So, what all is in my way today? I'm aiming for the rushed look here, but I'm not sure if we're there yet in terms of functionality."

The assailant had all but eliminated his target from afar, using a blow dart-style tool filled with Wind Chakra. Shortly after fixing his sights though, a sound the likes of which he'd never heard struck his ears. Just the same, a bright light was emerging from the Daimyou's study, prompting the man to sway far left using his equipped wing. This was not the ranged assault he thought when first spotting it, but instead a person that somehow flew without the same tool he'd used. Closer inspection revealed to him falling strands of white, which had to have been the bridge used to reach his location. Nevertheless, his piercing wind shot now had a new target: Benihime. A quick turn and shot aimed to see the redhead penetrated through the right side of her midsection, clear through to the other end of her.

[Apollymi]

A blush hit Kazumi's face in this moment and when Youko's hand found her left breast she moaned. This was still exciting and new for her, she never knew what was coming but always knew she'd be satisfied by the end of it. As if to affirm this, Youko mentioned making sure she was sorted, and noting that she was too tense from lack of this particular activity. Soon enough the entirety of her chest was exposed and she seemed to look like she was in a state of rushed, like she was trying to get dressed but wasn't quite there yet, or she wasn't quite getting naked fast enough. "I don't know, I decided to go for something different this time. These took ages to find, you better like them~" the girl said shifting up her skirt to show a very small pair of underwear made of silk and seeming to be just a string and a triangle of fabric also in a light pink color. And since she'd already shifted she aimed to stay up on her knees a bit in his lap to give him a bit more freedom of movement as far as disrobing himself.

Since this assailant had immediately shifted his attention to Benihime once she made herself visible, she immediately had one fewer thing to worry about. Still this man's attempted assassination was strange, he had tools not like anything Benihime had ever seen attached to a Samurai, and what's more he used something which looked a great deal like a jutsu. 'Shinobi?' she questioned mentally but now that her jutsu had been fully released she found herself tapping the seal once more on her arm, and at the same time cancelling what she'd done to do a quicker hand seal and perform a different jutsu. This one was the Body Replacement Technique which made it look as if the girl had indeed been hit in her right side by the Wind Chakra based bullet aimed her way, only for a log of wood to fall from the sky as it splintered into pieces. Benihime herself would seem to have disappeared during this time. But she hadn't, she'd merely used the Body Flicker jutsu to close in on this particular assailant. Having switched from her original thought of facing a Samurai to facing instead something more like a Shinobi with tools, Benihime allowed herself to release the jutsu she'd been trying to use once more at a much shorter range. This time there was no charge necessary, and a chime of the bell would aim to get this man's attention, if he acknowledged the bell sound and turned behind himself and slightly to the right, Benihime would be immediately aiming to run him through with the assassination technique which sounded like the chirp of a thousand birds.

[Bloodedge]

"Hoh?" Youko said with a mild hint of surprise in his tone. What he witnessed when Kazumi lifted her skirt further was quite visually appealing, even though he was likely to be doing away with the visual at some point. On the other hand, though... perhaps this could just be shifted out of his way. One final glance was given to the chakras of the others, and he decided he would not be needed outside at all. This kunoichi would be more than enough in the long run. For the time being, he was granted enough freedom of movement to pull down his hakama and free his tool for use in a matter of moments. Before moving on, though, he took hold of Kazumi, aiming to shift the pair of them around until he could stand behind her while bending her over the bar counter. Should his efforts prove fruitful, he would be found leaning into her right ear while pulling her hair away from his voice's path. "Your dad is in his office, you know? If you're feeling particularly adventurous, I'm sure he wouldn't miss his bedroom for a while... unless you're not willing to wait."

A moment of hesitation came from the assailant after the replacement for Benihime became apparent. His arms slid into his sleeves after the wing tool was placed on a holster at his back, as if he had something better to use them for. Whilst airborne, he was approached by the kunoichi once more for a second attempt at her electrical technique. There was seemingly nothing to be done about it, leading to the lightning-clad hand piercing his cloak and body. Just then, though, a secondary log was revealed to have been used, this one by the intruder. All that remained was his cloak, and the wing tool. Only a second later, the assailant dashed through the air to retrieve the wing, using it with his forward momentum to jet through the window to the Daimyou's study.

[Apollymi]

The phrasing chosen by Youko along with his subsequent actions was enough for Kazumi to take it as approval. A shift in his movements would free his cock and soon after shift this young woman's body so that she'd be bent over the bar of this room. A squeal escaped her, but she was no less excited by this turn of events than she had been, and soon enough, Youko's voice would be heard directly in her right ear. The deviousness of the idea and its delivery made her swoon, but the question was, was she actually patient enough to wait for the change of scenery. "Eh, that sounds pretty fun and all, but I need this right now!" she demanded, as per usual. It would seem the change of venue would be on the back burner for the young woman for a while at least as her hips wiggled impatiently.

While the pair of the Daimyou's daughter and Youko enjoyed something in their afternoon. The newly hired Kunoichi didn't get the satisfaction of the kill she'd been seeking. Though knowing this assailant was much more like a shinobi than a samurai made her expect to have to work a bit harder for the actual satisfaction. Moreover, her hand went through a log and once again she found herself tapping a seal and falling, only to see the trajectory of the assailant change. As he reclaimed at least his wing and aimed for the Daimyou's office. A grin of malicious intent came to Benihime's face as mid fall once more she disappeared in a crimson flash. The forward momentum of this assailant would bring him through the window of the Daimyou's study, at the same time Benihime was launching herself towards this man from the seal left at the doorway of this very room. Her legs bent and added to the extra power needed, her right arm already drawn back, as she glided over top of the man's desk. If this turned out right, she'd end up ramming straight into this assailant atop the desk of the Daimyou and finishing the thing she'd started. An instantly lightning covered hand would aim with almost dire precision to pierce the chest of the man. And this time she was almost assured she'd be too close to miss.

[Bloodedge]

As he heard Kazumi's response, Youko flipped her skirt over to let it rest inside-out on her back. Her response led to a wolfish grin from the male as he leaned away, taking in a full view of her ample and wiggling ass. One hand steadied his manhood while another shifted Kazumi's undergarments aside, both making proper allowances for a slow, yet somehow forceful entry into the lass beneath him. An exhale ensued, followed immediately by his retort. "Huu~. Need? That's a strong choice of words, but I guess I can't say much."

Only seconds separated the intruder from a successful assassination of the Daimyou himself. Soon, this land would be free from the influence of this man. On the other hand, there was no possible way he could have expected some form of actual teleportation from a hired guard. He didn't even have time to be surprised by the sudden appearance by the kunoichi, before he was impaled by the same strike of lightning he'd managed to avoid twice now. Nothing but a wide pair of silver eyes could be seen on this man's visage as he slowly lost the light of life within them. The Daimyou, who'd been surprisingly nonchalant about this sudden occurrence, merely returned to his book. "Looks like he was one of ours once, just like most of the others. Our samurai are starting to become more like ninjas, and that's against our warrior's code. Something must be done about this."

[Apollymi]

Her seconds of wiggling were followed and consumed by a few movements of Youko which included the young man lifting her skirt and likely having a thorough look at her ass with what she imagined was a very animal-like grin. Regardless of this, soon enough her underwear were being pushed to the side. All of this was taking too long for the young woman, she was almost about to complain but before she could the slow but aggressive entry of Youko silenced her complaints and turned them into a moan instead. "Aaaah~ It's the right choice of words!" she claimed as pushed her hips back. This was amazing and the feel was beyond what she expected, two weeks shouldn't have let her forget this, but in their lost moments this was like a brand new experience for her.

This time Benihime made contact with the would be assassin of the Daimyou. And she subsequently got to watch as the life drained from this young man's eyes. She stared for quite a few seconds, and then her ruby red eyes, flickered over the desk to the Daimyou. This man was surprisingly enough unperturbed by the fact that someone a few seconds prior had been trying to kill him and had just died on his desk. In fact he was so unperturbed that he just kept reading his book, and felt the need to comment about the now dead one on the desk. Benihime pulled her hand out of this individual's chest, after making sure his heart was properly crushed and looked over to the Daimyou. "Sugei, Daimyou-sama has nerves of steel," she mentioned as she sparked a bit of electricity to burn the remaining blood off her finger tips getting rid of the evidence of what she'd done, like she would if this mission was to any other random place. "Samurai...ninjas? That... is going to be a drag," she said aloud.

Of course it was the case, against a Samurai the most she'd been prepared to worry about was weapon drawing speed. Against a ninja there were an arsenal of other problems to deal with, including scattered and erratic movements. Shinobi were also fearless and taught to hide which would mean she'd have to go out of her way to keep an eye on the entire area, and her little bells might not be enough to completely shift the targets. Assuming she was properly dismissed the young woman would bow and turn on her heels but something was bothering her now that hadn't before. 'If this one is an old one, why are you still wearing similar armor?' she mentally questioned. The things revealed to her in her first day at this place were beginning to look like a mystery, and the Daimyou was seeming to be more and more sketchy by the moment. This couldn't have been his first encounter, he had to know he was still dressed like his attackers, why would he continue it? It wasn't her place to question this information, she'd instead put it away for later and begin work on a couple of new things to aide in her fight against Samurai with Ninja skills. 'There is also that other guy... who seemed most likely to possess those skills in the first place.' Benihime's eyes narrowed in that moment as she walked away, a single second of murderous intent leaking from her person. 'Ah, but he helped me... probably... ugh, this is getting to be too confusing.'

[Bloodedge]

"Whatever you say. I just hope you've got a few more words left for me after that," he said cheekily, still pressing forward until he baited out some sound or movement that would act as a mark for where his stroke would end. Only at that time would he pull back at all to begin the series of back and forth movements that would contribute to this young woman's - and his own - eventual satisfaction.

The comment on his apparent "nerves of steel" caused the Daimyou to peek up from his book, viewing the redhead who'd spoken to him. "I am Tokudaiji Ouetsu. If there is one thing I have forgotten in all my years as a warrior, it is the sensation of fear," he replied. With that said, he waved his hand to shoo the woman, who seemed to already be moving on her way regardless.

[Apollymi]

"Aaaah!~" the girl's mouth fell open, and she was having a very good time. In fact, she was so close to flourish she could feel her insides tighten with delight. She would continue to enjoy this as she seemed to be falling just a bit, her legs beginning to weaken and her knees beginning to buckle. In fact, there wasn't much time left for this particular young woman, as she reached the epitome of the pleasantries this girl was very likely to fall into unconsciousness.

But before such a thing could happen Benihime was pacing around the house. Unlike her earlier movements she was walking apparently with no purpose in particular. Her steps were measured, and just a bit annoyed. The closing sentiments of Ouetsu made her uneasy. Not immediately understanding the nature of this Katsuhara Youko was also a bit disturbing to her. Her secondary mission here, was to figure out what was going on with the ninjas who'd come here and gone missing, and put a stop to it. She couldn't do this, when everyone around her seemed to be up to something. 'Ugh, if he actually helped me, then he might not be up to anything...' she thought as she took ten paces up the hall. 'But... if he is behind it and just aiming to gain my trust, I'm going to be in a very bad place later...' she said taking ten paces back down the hall. By the time she moved again she had a hand in her hair and she was itching beneath her skin, obviously there was only one thing to do. "Fuck it." she ended up saying aloud as she moved back towards the bar she'd abandoned earlier. She needed to see if she could pick up this young man's trail and do the direct thing and ask him about his involvement. She obviously had no real way to tell if she was being lied to, but if he gave her the creeps she could at least get a feel for how he could be right here and right now. It seemed better than anything else, and with that in mind, she moved to open the door to this bar.

[Bloodedge]

"Maybe not," Youko said only a few moments after his previous statement. A certain amount of clenching from his partner gave him all the signs he needed to begin his work in earnest, but there were other signs of other things occurring nearby. Not even minutes into the act, Youko's right ear twitched, and his nose flared. He rather quickly reacted to these occurrences by extricating himself from Kazumi, righting her skirt and kimono as he did so, and taking a seat by the bar with his legs crossed and both hands in his lap to cover the sizeable bulge beneath his hakama. He also made sure his eyes returned to their normal state, as he couldn't easily showcase this ability of his to any and everyone nearby. "On alert," he said in a tone most casual, as if this were something that had happened to them before. Mere moments later, the bar's door was being opened, revealing none other than the kunoichi of Sunagakure whom they'd so recently been in the presence of. "Yo. Back for seconds?"

[Apollymi]

If Kazumi knew one thing, even in the middle of these passionate moments, it was that Youko knew when they were about to be caught. They'd avoided being sighted on multiple occasions within seconds both of them were ready, and Kazumi herself was sitting her already weakened legs down as well. The person entering wasn't her father or mother or any other random servant but the kunoichi her father had so recently hired to protect him. Benihime to her credit entered this room and didn't expect to actually find anyone within. She was confused by this and her left brow rose as this perfect pair of individuals was sitting as if they hadn't done a thing wrong. Something about this scene looked oddly familiar to the redhead, perhaps because she'd often found herself doing such things way more often than most. A single inhale with flared nostrils let her know her thoughts on this matter were about right. "Seems like you've already had seconds. Sorry for interrupting, by the way~" she said offering a wink to Kazumi which made the girls eyes widen but she turned her head as she crossed her arms over her chest and waited. "Anyways, I just have a question... do you know about this Samurai-ninja thing?" she asked in the most straightforward way possible. In fact the question was so direct most might question this woman actually being a ninja, but when things confused her and she couldn't decide how to feel about someone or something, she was oddly direct, this was one such moment.

[Bloodedge]

Youko had much faith that Kazumi would situate herself in time to not be caught in an unsightly state. Over time, this had become quite the regular occurrence for this pair. After all, it would have been quite hectic if the Daimyou had caught his daughter being "deflowered" by her personal guard. Youko always imagined the same end would be met if he were to encounter the girl's mother under the same pretense, though he'd always intended to meet with her as well to see exactly how long of a stay he should be looking forward to in this land.

Benihime's entrance was strange. Upon stepping into the bar, she sniffed the air and bore an expression Youko was somewhat familiar with. The next words out of her mouth gave credence to the first thought crossing Youko's mind. She knew. That didn't really seem to matter at the time, but Youko rather quickly regretted even bothering to pull out. "Well... to be perfectly honest, I only just took the cap off," he said. It seemed this woman had returned simply to ask him a question, regarding some "Samurai-ninja thing" as she called it. A brow upon Youko's face rose when she asked this. "Samurai... ninja... thing? Right. No clue what you're talking about. Given what you just went through, I take it you're more informed than I am on that."

[Apollymi]

A chuckle escaped the redhead as Youko confirmed he'd been interrupted before the pair of them had gotten properly into the act they were going for. And for her part in this, Benihime was actually a bit apologetic, hell she'd been about to start something herself before the interruption caused by the assassination attempt. "That sucks... you didn't have to stop on my account. But you wouldn't have known that before now~" she said and she truly meant that. As Youko continued to speak he answered her question with a quizzical expression and the redhead's eyes narrowed. Benihime wasn't sure how to feel about this man before her, nor the girl he was in charge of. She knew she was now at the very least more than a little skeptical of her boss, but given present company she couldn't just say that.

"Yeah, I figured you'd say something like that, but..." she paused her left hand finding the back of her head while her right rested on her hip. "After killing that guy you are the first person I thought of... and I don't like that... I don't like not being sure," she said frowning. "You don't strike me as a Samurai, and you definitely move like a ninja... better than most actually, it's a bit disturbing," said the redhead. "My problem is I am about to put a lot of work into trying to kill them, and I am gonna be super pissed if you're on the list of people I end up having to deal with..." she said, and it happened again. That nagging little feeling of murderous intent, the little tingle at the back of her mind, and in her right hand which is why she hadn't really moved yet. There was quite a bit of tension in Benihime in this moment, but it would soon enough be broken, as Kazumi yawned. "This sounds like boring guard stuff. I'm gonna eat and have a nap... ja." the girl said seeming surprisingly evenly tempered as she excused herself and completely unaware of the context of this conversation. A small smile came to Benihime's face and she wondered what it was like to be that carefree, as the Kazumi got up and left she passed Benihime and held up two fingers to let Youko know what time she'd be meeting him in his room later this night. Another thing they were always ready for.

[Bloodedge]

"Is that so? Well, the last time I heard that sentence, it was because... well... never mind." As Youko thought about the next words that would have escaped him, he remembered words spoken by the redhead earlier this day, and decided against whatever he was prepared to say. A sigh escaped him instead, but this was soon followed by a curious expression as Kazumi walked away from the pair. He took special note of her hand's movement when she left, putting to memory the number she gave. "Hai. Sleep well," he said, waiting then until she was gone before addressing Benihime again. "Funny. I seem to be the first one a lot of people think of for a lot of reasons, and most of them aren't good. Still... I'm not much of a samurai. Ninja move like me. There isn't much else to it. Besides, what reason would you have to be pissed if you had to try dealing with me?" As these words were spoken, Youko found his groin to be returning to its normal state. This allowed him to stop covering up, as it were, and rest both of his arms along the edge of the bar counter while speaking with this woman.

[Apollymi]

Benihime took note that Youko had started a sentence flirtatiously and shifted it for a reason likely connected to her earlier idea of having nothing to do with him. When the Daimyou's daughter left the momentary ebb in tension disappeared. Youko also waited until Kazumi left to speak again, but they seemed to have some kind of code going on between them, not that Benihime was prone to noticing such things, nor would her agitated state allow her to care about it very much. When the white haired man did speak he apparently made it clear that people often found him to be a bit suspicious and he further made the claim that ninjas moved like him and that he didn't consider himself much of a Samurai. Benihime chuckled just a little and then shrugged. "First off, I would love to wake up with that much confidence..." she said about his mention of ninjas likeness to him. As for his actual question the answer was likely not going to make much sense to anyone else. "As for why..." there was a pause from Benihime. She didn't lie, but she wasn't the type to give too many details. The gist of her situation would be knowable. "Sensors, bother me a bit in the first place. But you've been nice to me, and even helped me out with that guy I just killed. My condolences about the hair by the way," she said seeming to get a bit distracted. "Anyways, I'm not really a psycho or anything, but finding out random nice person is lying to me way after the fact is the sort of thing to piss me off. So... I need you to be less sketchy to me..." she said as her right hand lowered from her head for the first time. "And I only know one way to accomplish that right now," the words finished and she settled on her actual thing to do. She was going to attack this man here and now, they would fight and she'd get a feel for him which was proper and after they were done, she could have good faith in him as a person. Explaining such things took way too much time though so the redhead launched herself forward immediately aiming what would likely be considered a sucker punch with her right hand at this man's face with a great deal of swiftness and force.

[Bloodedge]

Once again, Youko's brow rose. He was slightly disturbed by the kunoichi's laugh at his previous claim, but he did suppose she had no reason to believe he was being honest. "That isn't confidence. Shinobi move like my people. As much as I'd like to go into detail, I'm not going to," he clarified. As for the comment/condolences related to his hair, he shrugged. "It'll grow back soon." Again, Youko's claim was more true than he cared to specify. He didn't much care how skeptical this kunoichi was of him; any business they would have had with one another was already confirmed to be nonexistent in reality, and Youko did not work in conjunction with others. More importantly, the murderous intent was resurfacing in the redhead, moreso than it had before.

'Yare yare. Don't let this happen today. I'm in the exact opposite mood right now! Let's just...' Youko's train of thought was interrupted by the sudden movement of the woman. Her right fist was primed to make contact with his face, but his reaction time was more than ample enough at this distance for his left hand to rise against it. Said hand caught Benihime's fist before it could connect, and his face immediately peered around the pair of hands. His eyes looked toward Benihime's, where a moment of reciprocation would result in his eyes - which suddenly held the appearance of the new moon - forcing the remainder of the interaction to occur within the Suna Nin's mind. Everything would proceed as normal within this Genjutsu, of course, starting with Youko's reactive maneuver. He fell back to allow Benihime's forward momentum to continue while his right hand rounded toward her side. Overall, his intention here was to push her over the bar counter while spinning himself into the standing position. "Really? Usually, the fighting doesn't start until I've known a girl for at least a few months. We haven't even had a dance yet."

[Apollymi]

Benihime would have commented since this man claimed he didn't have confidence, that it was quite true that ninjas moved a bit like the people of his family. She understood at least that families were complicated, her own was one of those so she fully understood. More surprising than that, there was the fact that her fist was caught by this young man, and she would have been uniquely surprised by this if she hadn't already observed him quite a bit. "This might actually be fun for a bit~" she muttered, only to turn her head, and in a second of eye contact see something she'd never seen before, eyes like full black moons which would trap her within the Genjutsu of this man's creation. Of course, she wouldn't know about that at first, no, she'd only notice the doujutsu. "Doujutsu and not a ninja. Damn it Machi, these missions are always fucking with my good time," she said as her body was pushed further over the bar counter, but she was used to this sort of thing. Way more than her job would imply, as such she was back up and over the bar within a few seconds standing back before Youko bouncing on her toes as she rotated her shoulders. "Really now, no warm up before the dance? This is my opener, especially when I don't understand something. Well, with men anyway. I totally get it with the women..." she said a smirk coming to her face. "I've got similar problems~" she chimed before moving again, this time she added a flurry of movements at speeds which would cause her body to blur, a set of ten rapid punches aimed at this man's torso only to be followed by a quick upper cut with her left hand. All while the nagging feeling at the back of her mind, began to stir something else within her, the beast which seemed to be hidden underneath her chakra sleeping.

[Bloodedge]

"Machi?" he questioned right away, seeming to find the sudden name-drop strange. The stance he took after flipping the kunoichi over the bar was no more than a casual stand, while she took on more of a boxer's role. As she prepared herself, she was also content to pick up on the banter Youko initiated a few moments prior. This was quite surprising, but also somewhat disturbing, considering how their earlier interaction had ended. "Right. You're confusing the absolute hell out of me. I'm struggling to realize whether you're trying to kill me, or this is foreplay in some elaborate 'hard to get' routine you've had planned this whole time."

Benihime was soon enough approaching at a rapid pace. Within this world of his own creation, he had no worries whatsoever. Youko's avatar in the Genjutsu was still, taking the flurry of punches to his torso without so much as a flinch, and only having his head raise slightly from the woman's uppercut. "So... how exactly is fighting me going to make me seem less sketchy? I'm really not following here."

[Apollymi]

After mentioning Machi aloud Benihime sighed. She realized the mention of this name wouldn't make sense to other people, and as such she had no real problem explaining it. "Machi is the Kazekage, he's also a jerk who put me on a boat for three days to make me come to this place. I've been cursing him in my head for days... that one just slipped out~" she added. Multiple punches seemed to land on this man but none really caused him to shift. He wasn't built in any obvious way like he could take that sort of punishment and this caused a bit of deference to the young jounin. This was odd. Beyond that this man expressed great confusion in this woman's methods and she looked at him strangely in this moment. "I am going to be very honest here, I am almost always winging this. I don't plan anything, you said something and got the first response in my head. If that is confusing for you... I am pretty sure we're even," she mentioned. His follow up question and lack of real damage make her confused, this wasn't the feeling she expected.

As if to cue her suspicions, a voice rather docile whispered in her head. And in her own mind she saw the yellow and green eyes of a large flaming blue cat creature open. 'Benihime-sama, did you realize already?' asked the cat in a manner most respectful. 'Did he really genjutsu me?' she thought to which she got a nodded reply. 'Do you need assistance?' asked the cat who seemed willing enough. 'Nah, Matatabi, gimme a minute... this could be kinda useful, maybe?' she said, taking a rather big risk. Aloud though Benihime now found herself looking at the man she'd backed away from opening and closing her fist. She looked at her hand and explained herself which again was likely rather strange considering. "My big brother says punching things usually clears up indecision. It's always worked thus far so I decided I'd just fight you and figure out if you had sketchy vibes and are actually okay, or if you are actually sketchy and think of other ways to get rid of you. Which would be a pain in the ass since you seem to know when I am thinking about killing you." said the young redhead. "But... did you really fucking genjutsu me?"

[Bloodedge]

"... Sou ka." There was much hesitation prior to Youko's reply. Many things this woman had said and/or explained simply added to the confusion as to why she even bothered, but that was an aside. His initial cast of this Genjutsu was for the simple purpose of getting information out of Benihime without having to go through with the fight she'd initiated. At this point, though, it seemed there wasn't much necessity in doing that, as it was not her intention to try killing him here. "So... neither? You attacked me... just to figure me out? Yare yare daze," he said as he raised a hand to push through his hair, realizing there wasn't nearly as much of it as he remembered. An expression of disappointment crossed his face in that moment, but he supposed it would grow back soon enough. "It's a learned skill. I happen to be very used to people wanting to kill me. And... yes, you're in a Genjutsu. I thought it would be best to figure out what the hell you were doing; I'd rather not risk killing a ninja and start another pointless war when I don't even know what's going on. Would you like to be released now?"

[Apollymi]

Youko might have been in a state of confusion about Benihime's behavior, but she was just as confused by him as she'd ever been by anything. Even so, he seemed to understand the reasoning behind her random attack of his person. "Well... yeah," she said as if this as the simplest thing in the world. He went on to speak as if this was somehow annoying and Benihime smirked seeming to find his lack of hair just as disappointing as he did. Regardless, he went on to explain that he'd simply learned to know when malicious intentions were aimed his way as a consequence of people always wanting to kill him. "No one is starting a war over me. If anything it is going to happen irrespective of anything done to me here, but I'd rather not hear Machi's mouth about starting another 'international incident'," she said which was her main reason for feeling even slightly tense in the first place. "Yes I would like to be let out, but before that... I have another question and I'd rather not be overheard," she said looking at this young man. This genjutsu fight didn't give her a feel enough for whatever Youko's actual intentions were, but... his earlier conversations with the Daimyou let her know at the very least the Daimyou didn't like him and that he likely didn't respect the old man very much. "You don't know about the Samurai Ninjas, but... do you also think there is something strange about the Daimyou?"

[Bloodedge]

"Another? Sounds like a party to me," he commented. Banter aside, Benihime voiced her preference for being freed from this Genjutsu, albeit with one hang-up: She had a question that needed to be asked without prying ears nearby. Her question involved the Daimyou, and any strange aura surrounding him. Of course, Youko had many suspicions about many people, and the Daimyou Tokudaiji Ouetsu was far from an exception to this. However... trusting a random shinobi who appeared only today to serve that very man, with any suspicions of him, did not cross Youko as a very good idea. "If I did, should I really tell you?" he asked after heaving a long sigh. "You may think I'm sketchy, but what about you? Espionage is in your job description, and we just met, what... maybe two hours ago? Who's to say you aren't here to find out if I'm trustworthy? You haven't exactly given me a reason to believe you're on my side, y'know?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime grinned international incidents would seem like fun times to ones like this one. "Yeah, yeah... it's all fun and games until people are yelling and passing out new rules and shit," she said with about all of the humor she normally managed to gather into a single moment. Still it seemed this man wasn't keen to directly answer her question. He instead in a round about way implied that she was just as sketchy to him as he was to her. She couldn't help but laugh at this just a little. "Uh-huh, so yes is the answer to my question..." she said shrugging it off. "Yep, espionage is in my job description but, you know my real name, know how my jutsu works, and you're in my head right now. Obviously this is already your show..." she said and it made sense to her. "You can let me out now~"

[Bloodedge]

Youko grinned throughout the kunoichi's retort. She at least had the capacity to keep up with his skepticism and respond in kind. As she did, he took steps toward the woman until he was able to lean forward and look her directly in the eye from a few centimeters away. "Hmm... You're definitely right about that. It's a bit weird that you knew you were in my Genjutsu without trying to get out yourself, though," he said. "Anyway... I don't have much to go by, but if I find anything solid to go with my assumptions so far, maybe you'll be the first to know. Date?" With this offer on the table, Youko held out his right hand as if to seal the deal, fully intending to - if Benihime were to accept this - undo the Genjutsu he'd placed her under. Their return to the outside world would leave the pair of them in the exact same position they'd been in at the end of the illusion.

[Apollymi]

Benihime couldn't help but find something amusing in this exchange. Regardless of the fact that she was currently in a Genjutsu which was something that she generally hated, she was fairly certain this man didn't mean her real harm. Going along with this, her next sentence would clear up any confusion about why she hadn't been trying to free herself. "Full disclosure, I don't think my file to Ouetsu includes anything recent about me. Getting out of this Genjutsu would cause me to have to do something fairly obvious that I'd rather avoid until I am sure about what he knows," she said. It seemed that kunoichi was still secretive but not nearly as much as she should be considering.

Still it seemed that he was at least accepting of her general disposition and her underlying skepticism and as such she could agree to aid him a bit. After all, he'd been pleasant enough to her that she could accept this. His right hand extended and he offered her a date at some point to perhaps discuss the nature of their common unease. The proximity he'd gain to her over the last few seconds was a bit much, but she supposed she could offer a hand shake in all fairness to him. "Hai, it's a date~" she said offering her own right hand to him as well. The illusion disappeared around them and she was left looking this man in the face into giant empty black sparkly moons. Her left brow raised it seemed that she wasn't the only one keeping things to herself. But on this assumption she could at least be satisfied that she wasn't the only one keeping things from the Daimyou.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, the Daimyou's file on Benihime was missing some rather crucial information about her, much to her potential benefit when it came to discretion. Youko found himself wondering if this was somehow related to the strange behavior of the kunoichi's chakra, but that was none of his business or concern at present. What was his concern, was the agreement they had now come to, which Benihime accepted in a strange way. Being the type of man he was, Youko replied in a very specific way that naturally came to mind. "Yosh. Kiss on it?" he said while the moons in his eyes waned, returning his pupils and golden-hued irises. "You said I wasn't your type, but I've had a very drastic makeover since we last spoke."

[Apollymi]

Benihime found herself chuckling at this man before her. His question following their agreement would have already confused her, if she didn't have him pegged as an outrageous flirt. Even so, he went on to explain himself, bringing up the fact that she'd previously said he wasn't her type only to point out his rather drastic makeover. A small smile crept onto the Jounin's lips as she leaned forward just a little and spoke directly into the man's right ear, taking note that his eyes had waned back to normal. "Maybe when your hair grows back, Katsuhara-kun~" and she said. While she'd rate him pretty high on the attractiveness scale the thing she'd noticed about him first was all that gorgeous hair. Beyond that she still wasn't sure how she felt about him one way or another. But she was quite sure she'd figure it out over time.

[Bloodedge]

Youko's eyes widened, and his brow rose once more. Everything this woman said regarding him was seeming to contradict everything else she said. This time, she got a rise out of him by simply moving forward, only to speak into his ear something which led him to confusion once more. "You do realize you haven't made an ounce of sense since we met, right? If I'm being honest, I have to admit to not having a single clue how to approach you. It doesn't exactly make me want to stop, if that's what you were aiming for," he concluded. All things aside, an agreement had been made, and Youko had no other business to take care of for the day. As such, he was content to release the kunoichi's hand, and retire to his quarters... which happened to be in the building he'd been meant to show Benihime to. "Oh, and... I happen to be checking in for the night soon. We're almost roommates. You wanted me to show you to the guest house, right?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime's witty retort to the white haired ronin, seemed to confuse him in some way. Instead of mulling over it for whatever reason, he decided to share the problems he apparently had with the redhead's words and actions. He admitted to having no idea how to approach her, but not really wanting to stop doing it. If she wasn't properly discouraging him, she didn't know how to do so. Shooting most guys down a couple of times generally worked, but... now that she thought about it she wasn't really trying to do that. "If I am being honest, I never have any idea what I'm aiming for ahead of time. Just do what you want, it's what I do and it always tends to work out~" she said and this was rather true. The redhead's life was one of momentary decisions which made the most sense, this generally didn't involve romance with men, but it wasn't as if she was unused to male attention. There was something about the male before her she found strange and she also wasn't sure how to deal with it, or what exactly it was. But it seemed their deal had been made and as such Youko was content to let go of her hand. His subsequent action was to offer to take her to the guest house they'd apparently be sharing. "Hai, lead the way~" she said thinking that with one foiled assassination attempt on the books and some extra information on the sort of things she'd be fighting, she might want to consider some newer tactics to help her out while she fights.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, that's... helpful... maybe." He sighed once more, choosing in that moment to let the discussion between them drop where it was. Since Benihime was content to be shown toward the guests' house, he began to move while beckoning toward himself, taking the quickest path through the mansion to reach a path around back. Upon exiting the main building, their temporary abode would be easily seen at the end of a semi-long walkway. It was a bit much for a building intended only for guests, trumping the houses of even those who fall just short of nobility in such a country. A casual walk resulted in this trip taking a couple of minutes, but Youko was given much time to think about the future of all people in this overarching scenario. He came to a decision eventually, but when he stopped in front of the guests' house, he realized there was something he needed, which Benihime may or may not be capable of assisting him with. "This is the place, but I have a question before you go in. You don't happen to use Fire Release as well, do you?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime found herself chuckling again. She knew full well, nothing she said was ever truly helpful, especially when it came to herself. But it seemed with this the conversation was dropped and she followed the white haired young man on the fastest route out of the palace towards the guest house they'd be occupying. As she moved her eyes caught that fur which trailed along behind him, and she fought with herself over the desire to touch it. If he already found her confusing, randomly touching him probably wouldn't help him work it out. Besides in her own mind she shouldn't really care. 'Why does it look so soft?' she questioned. 'It's divine... I just really wa~' the young woman's distracted thoughts came to an end because this male spoke to her and she'd only barely heard it. Luckily enough even her distracted mental rambling wasn't enough for her to completely lose track of someone speaking to her. They were in front of this guest house but he was asking her a question about the nature of her use of jutsu. Her eyes shifted in his direction and she became suspicious, but not enough to feel immediately murderous. "Fire release is what I tend to use primarily... why?" she asked the suspicion of this question allowing her to clear her head of the desire to touch the fur attached to this young man. She supposed most wouldn't realize everything that made her a proper kunoichi made her not really want to answer the question. What if she needed it at random against him later. But she was trying to break the habit of thinking like that, in this moment because he seemed to be about his word to say the least.

[Bloodedge]

"Sugoi!" Suddenly, Youko seemed to be excited. A one in five chance placed most shinobi with an affinity for a certain nature transformation for their chakra, and the one sent here happened to be capable of using the element he needed. She hadn't even agreed to do what he wanted yet, as he had yet to ask, but there was at least a chance already. Since she'd said yes to possessing Katon skills, he veered off the given path, leading the way toward a stone pit just outside of a closed stable. Only then did he answer her question. "Would you mind helping me with something? I wander around a lot, so I smith in exchange for food and shelter. I never took the time to pick up fire, but... I need these coals hotter than hell. The atmosphere in this area isn't very good for the kind of flame I feel comfortable working with, and I hate to make shoddy equipment. So, since we can't kiss on our deal, how about a trade instead? You keep me from getting rusty, and I'll make something that'll really help you out later."

[Apollymi]

The answered the rather sketchy question presented to her by this white haired man, and he immediately seemed to be excited. Her eyes widened in this moment, because she hadn't expected this sort of reaction from him. She hadn't actually said anything other than that she was capable of using Fire Release. It seemed an explanation would soon be coming so, Benihime followed the man around the back of the building and saw before her a pit before a closed off stable. Her left brow rose as this man explained what he needed of her, and it was well within her skill set to provide it to him. If he was at all concerned that she wouldn't do this there was no need to be, she found the idea of a blacksmith rather interesting, she actually didn't know any personally. "Ara, never met a blacksmith before," she said looking at the dead pit. The air around this place wasn't really conducive to keeping flames, she understood that, and as such she stood back. Her tiny hands rather nimbly strung together a series of seven hand seals, all while inside her body she kneaded chakra from the depth of her belly, soon enough she held up her left hand to her mouth and exhaled a stream of fire along with the name of the jutsu. "Katon: Gōka Messhitsu," the stream of condensed flames danced over the coals, and she managed to keep this entire thing confined to the size of the pit, though the pyromaniac within the young woman wanted to watch more than just the bit burn. At the end of the jutsu the coals would burn brightly. "Will that work for ya?" she asked as the temperature around this fire pit rose to levels most would find sweltering at best, but she didn't seem to care very much.

[Bloodedge]

There wasn't much hesitation from Benihime after hearing his reason for the previous question. She rather quickly decided to utilize a fire technique that ignited the coals of Youko's makeshift forge. When he saw the flaming coals after the woman's funneled technique, his eyes were alight as well. As for whether this quality of flame would work or not, he could only say that it most certainly would. Immediately, he moved toward a large sack nearby, emptying it of steel slabs and a rather high-quality set of blacksmith's tools. "Sugoi, sugoi! This might be the best flame I've ever seen in a forge! This'll keep me busy for a couple of hours. Arigatou!" Without further ado, he lined up the tools and materials he would be needing, and decided he would be performing this task in a way he felt most comfortable. As such, he formed a strange hand seal consisting of his right hand being cupped over his left fist. "Guess I'll see you tomorrow then. I'll have something for you at that point," he said before moving along, channeling his chakra through his hair - of all places - to grow it to its former length. Once he was comfortable with that, he pulled his kimono away from his torso, revealing that the same markings that were on his face were also present on his lean, yet oddly muscular, arms and torso - even on his lower abdomen. He suddenly felt perfectly comfortable in front of the burning coals, so he proceeded to pick up he first slab of steel with a pair of blacksmith's tongs, and held it over the open flame.

[Apollymi]

After she used her jutsu Benihime was left standing with one hand on her hip and the other on her head. For some very strange reason, she managed to look a bit abashed with her head turned slightly left as she shrugged off the praise this man gave her about the state of his makeshift forge. "There isn't a need to thank me or anything... you already did me a favor any way," she managed aloud. 'A couple depending on how you wanna look at it...' she thought with a gentle red tint that spread to the tip of her ears. Regardless she soon enough found herself watching this man without making any real moves to remove herself from the place she was standing. Moreover the young man was using some sort of strange hand seal, and even going past that to regrow his hair much to the young woman's surprise. 'Sugei!' she thought with no idea as to why she should care about it. Soon enough Youko removed his kimono and prepared to begin working. His entire upper body now exposed he somehow seemed more comfortable, and Benihime found herself staring rather blatantly and she couldn't even begin to understand why. 'Is he covered in tattoos that would be strange....' she thought absently. She could rather suddenly feel her heart beating in her chest as she watched him begin to heat the metals he would be using. Strangely enough the young woman didn't feel like leaving right just now and she couldn't really explain it. "Um, I'm actually a bit curious now... you mind if I stay and watch for a while?" she asked this question because she was a bit unsure of what his answer would be, but knew that she didn't want to leave for whatever reason.

[Bloodedge]

"Not used to taking praise, I take it..." he commented. Whatever the case, Youko was already beginning to immerse himself in his work. Benihime, in the same respect, was apparently content to stay and watch this task he'd chosen to take on. He wasn't quite sure why she asked if he minded, but of course, he replied immediately with a chuckle. "As you like. I don't think I've ever had an audience before; this is usually pretty lonely work. Actually... since you're here, do you have an empty scroll I could borrow? I could use a full one here in a bit." As Youko shared words with the redhead, the steel he tempered reached a golden-orange hue. His hammer was to come next, first with powerful strikes to knock off excess metal, then with weaker, more precise strikes meant to shape the small slab which remained afterwards as he removed it from the heat. "Just so you know... you won't be getting a scroll back if you give me one."

[Apollymi]

Benihime had no response to not being used to taking praise. The fact is, she was so used to not getting praised at all, it was always really strange for her when people recognized her abilities. That being said, surprisingly enough the blacksmith didn't seem to mind of she stayed and watched him work for a while. This was of course, a relief to the redhead, because she didn't really want to have to go full ninja and try and hide herself properly from a sensor, especially one possessing a doujutsu, just to sate her curiosity. That being said his agreement came with the idea that he could use a scroll. The young woman reached into the frills of the outfit she wore and removed a small scroll opening it and pressing her hand to it, to grab another empty one. She brought a great deal of things she thought she might need with her in this way. "Here, empty scroll. And don't worry, I don't need one back, I have a shit ton of them," she said in reply to his last statement.

She held this scroll in her hand while returning the other one to the place on her person she'd taken it from and after she was done, she got to hear the sound of hammer striking metal and get a very nice and unabashed look at Youko while he worked. It wasn't just the metal work which was interesting to the young woman, but the movements of the marks on his skin, of his randomly muscled features and of that long white hair trailing down his back. 'Sugei! He's so interesting to look at,' she thought, feeling a knot at the pit of her stomach. Her eyes hadn't left this man at all, but unlike earlier she wasn't at all thinking of killing him, she was simply genuinely curious. She'd never physically appraised a young man the way she was looking at Youko presently. Her eyes traveled over his body, over the markings on his torso... seemingly without shame.

[Bloodedge]

"Arigatou! If you don't mind, could you just leave that next to my bag over there?" he asked as one final favor, addressing the sack he'd originally taken his steel and tools from, which sat upon a long, stone table. "Funny thing, someone used to work in this area to make horseshoes. By the time I got here, the forge had been all but torn apart, but everything else was still here. I tried my best to put it back together, but it wouldn't be worth much salt without this fire of yours. Must be why it was taken apart in the first place." Youko's speech at this point was nothing more than a bit of small talk to pass the time as he worked. He'd really never had anyone in the vicinity while he worked a forge; most of his patrons tended to send him on his way until the work was done. Now, he was content, but without much knowledge for what to say. So, he merely said whatever came to mind while chiseling the heated steel down to the size of what seemed to be a large, misshapen kunai of sorts, with a blade far too wide for functionality.

[Apollymi]

Soon enough Benihime's concentration was broken by Youko's voice. For a man who normally worked completely alone, he seemed to talk quite a bit. The crimson haired lass had no problem with this of course, and found him to be rather interesting, even if the current subjects weren't really ones she could contribute information for. "Hai," she said of the final favor asked of her. She left the empty scroll on the stone table only letting the young man leave her sight for a few seconds. But in the moments of making the short trek to the table she decided it had just as good a view as her standing position, as such she took a seat at the far end of it, leaving Youko's bag, with the scroll beside it to the far left while she herself sat lightly atop the far right corner, one knee pulled up to her chest so her chin could rest upon it while she watched the man work. "Well, if there was a guy working it as a horseshoe forge it probably just closed up because he stopped doing it. I can't say I've seen any horses or anything... but it's good to make use of things like this," she said finding a bit of happiness in the extra resourcefulness of this blacksmith and somehow being a bit proud that she could help. She also felt a bit strange just watching, but given Youko's own sentences apparently it wouldn't break his concentration if she continued talking. So, she did, but similar to the man, she also didn't really know what to say and found herself commenting on the thing which was most curious to her. "So, is your whole body just covered in seals?" she asked quite curious about it. She had a few herself, a couple of her own creation, and one which was made by Machi and slightly modified by her a while afterwards. But only the two on her arm were ever really visible.

[Bloodedge]

Eventually, Youko was applying a finer chisel to the tool he was crafting, turning its singular blade into three separate prongs, much like a "webbed" trident in kunai form. "I think it's a little wasteful to tear down a perfectly good structure just because it isn't being used for its original purpose. At this point, why didn't they take down the stables as well? You'll just end up with horses that have naked hooves, otherwise," he chimed. This was about the limit of his small talk, especially considering the fact that he did not know the young woman he was conversing with. Soon enough, though, she brought to the proverbial table a topic of her own: the markings Youko bore. A moment of hesitation followed, but the silence was eventually filled with his answer. "... Yeah. They're all seals."

[Apollymi]

"Hm, that's a fair point..." she said. The more she thought about it, there would likely be several things about such an arrangement which didn't make a lot of sense outside of context. It made her wonder what other sort of disarray she could find if she looked a little closer. She continued to stare at this man and as their conversation shifted to his body, she noted the slight hesitation before he answered her question. A smile formed on her face, as she considered that she might want to tread lightly. Perhaps she'd ask a bit more later, when things were less confusing, there weren't many people she could talk to about seals given her own situation. "Sugei! I've never seen so many seals on one person before..." she said as her mind wondered what such things could hold. She didn't assume he held a tailed beast, her own would have stirred for something like that, but he also possessed a strange doujutsu which meant there was probably weird clan stuff afoot. She understood that she likely wouldn't get her questions answered as it stood, so she contentedly watched him work. And in turn watched his body, in fact she couldn't really take her eyes off of him, and she couldn't explain why she was doing this. Much like her earlier issues with the fur he had attached to his person, her eyes felt drawn to his chest and abdomen in a way which she would normally only consider women. 'Ugh... I feel strange,' she thought with no explanation for this new found attraction.

[Bloodedge]

"Neither have I," he said in passing, regarding the number of seals one person could hold. These seals were a pretty big deal in his clan, but even other members had not gone to great enough lengths to get so many. It just so happened that Youko had plenty of reason for going through what he'd done, not that he wished to share so much information with new acquaintances. For the time being, he continued his work for several more minutes. The eventual result of his efforts was a strange kunai with three blades instead of one, and a thicker handle than normal, with the latter having no grip applied. He dropped this kunai off to cool while moving toward the workbench, noting that Benihime had taken a seat next to the scroll she had to offer him. When he picked up the scroll with his right hand, his left hand wiped beads of sweat from his brow, clearing him to look toward the redhead. "Not hot at all? Must be one hell of a desert you live in. I figured you would have taken something off by now. Well... hoped, anyway," he clarified while returning to the now-cooled kunai.

[Apollymi]

"So just some kind of weird overachiever then? Okay, makes sense~" she said, knowing she had no more or less information then she had in the first place, but the snarky comment, like many of the things she said sort of just fell out of her face. A few more moments of silence were to follow and this was fine with Benihime as she watched this man work up something of a sweat. She had no idea that she could be so interested in anything, but right now this was better than most things she could be watching, and she still had no real idea of why this could be the case. She managed at least to have her glance shift, though by the time the young man joined her to pick up the scroll she was studying his face and shoulders from close proximity while he wiped sweat from his brow. She found herself rather suddenly parched and couldn't really explain it. She chuckled just a little. "I am fairly certain you are about the only one to express such an interest directly. Desert heat is no joke though, especially during the day, and I don't really like wearing clothes..." she mentioned as if it was the most normal thing in the world. And if one actually happened to look at her attire she could barely be considered dressed right now, 80 percent of her clothing had holes in it. "But one of the things I am made to agree to before I leave for missions is that I won't appear naked in public places to avoid causing those 'international incidents' I mentioned earlier~" she said. "Though... is there like a fresh water river, stream, something with a water fall around here? I've been missing my oasis a bit." she asked a random question to divert her attention away from this young man without realizing she was very obviously still staring at very short range.

[Bloodedge]

Youko began tossing the scroll in his hand and catching it a few times over, while hearing Benihime's explanation of the desert she lived in. Frankly, it sounded atrocious to him, but he was also adjusted to almost perpetually balanced climate. More importantly, it was apparently the fault of Benihime's superiors that she even wore what few clothes she had on at present. "You know, I'm starting to dislike this Machi guy you keep mentioning."

After picking up the odd kunai, Youko extended the scroll and used the new tool to cut off a segment. This piece of scroll was used as the wrap for the kunai's handle. Once it was applied properly, he inspected the weapon, and considered it ready for completion. To do this, though, he had to pick up a whetstone from his pouch. "No grindstone... of course," he said while sitting on the workbench, activating his Doujutsu in its full white form for the added perception needed to perfectly sharpen the kunai to an even blade. "It's mostly saltwater in this area. There is a pretty decent lake nearby, though; it has a short waterfall. Do you have a brush for writing seals?"

[Apollymi]

A smile crossed Benihime's face as Youko mentioned that he was starting not to like Machi. "Ara, it isn't all his fault. He's been looking after me for a while, and in his defense, I do make his job a bit hard from time to time," she said knowing that she was quite the pain for the Kazekage, particularly when he likely had to explain his choices regarding her to his council, except for a couple of the more open-minded members. "And most times he lets me do whatever I want, so if he wants me to behave from time to time... I put forth a bit of honest effort," she said with a nod. She watched as this man continued to move around complaining that he didn't have a grindstone to use for his newest creation. He instead went about using a much smaller whetstone while explaining the topography of the area as well as asking if she had a brush for writing seals. "A waterfall and a small lake huh? That might be a bit interesting..." she said making a note to remember to ask for more specific directions a bit later. While she thought this over she watched this man's fingers work while slipping her left hand against one of the frills of her skirt to pull from it another scroll which when opened would reveal something of a kit for the creation of seals, including a brush, ink and scrolls a couple of them were already in use but a few others were clear for whatever he'd like to do with them. Over all she seemed to have no problem sharing her things with this man, though now she was admittedly even more curious about what he was doing.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, he's getting the blame now," Youko stated while continuing his work of creating a proper blade on this kunai. Given its odd shape, he was going about this in a very unique way. The prominent blade in the center received a sharp edge on either side, and those very edges were being carried around toward the tips of the other blades, running along their upward curve. He dared not sharpen the outer edges of the secondary blades for obvious reasons, but his vision of the completed tool left very little to be desired in his own mind. Soon, the sharpening process was complete. It had only taken a minute or so for deft hands and highly-enhanced ocular prowess to perfectly carve sharp edges into the tool, and now, Benihime was presenting him with the brush he'd requested.

Youko placed the whetstone on the workbench, and took up the brush in his newly-freed hand. "Now, if I'm not mistaken..." His sentence remained unfinished as he wrote onto the kunai's handle what would appear to be some strange bastardization of Benihime's self-summoning contract. At first glance, it would likely look familiar enough to be recognized as an attempt, but otherwise, it was a very wrong rendition of the formula. "Hmm... yeah, that's it."

[Apollymi]

She understood this, and couldn't really say anything as she'd been blaming Machi herself since she got on a boat. "Well, just don't be too hard on him~" she said of the man she actually worked for and considered her friend. Beyond this statement the young woman had gone quiet again, watching this man finish sharpening the oddly shaped weapon. "Sugei! That was really fast... at least I assume that was fast given how long it normally takes to get tools..." she mentioned. Then he moved on to doing something she couldn't really figure out. She watched as he wrote down something along the handle of this kunai. When he was finished she had a peek at it over his shoulder and her eyes widened. "Nani?" she questioned. She of course recognized it as being distinctly similar to the seal she'd made to summon herself but something about it seemed oddly shortened and strange. "That looks a bit like my seal, but why is it so short?" she asked seeming to find it strange for it to be written with so few characters. The young woman's voice was full of curiosity and so was her face, so much so that she'd temporarily forgotten her obsession with this man's body to pick his brain.

[Bloodedge]

Youko took several moments to look over the tool he'd crafted, keeping an open ear for Benihime's commentary as he did so. "I like to believe I work quickly. Doujutsu helps, but still... it's a point of pride." Benihime's curiosity was noted as well. She'd taken note of the great similarity between what he wrote on the kunai, and the summoning contract she created for herself. Youko had also taken note of this when first seeing the seal, which was the real reason he now had this. "This is your seal. I modified it for versatility," he said. As if to exemplify, Youko held the kunai in front of himself, channeling enough chakra to force the seal's response and summon the redhead bound to the contract. "And for this."

[Apollymi]

"Pride worth having~" she said seeming to chuckle just a tad. She could respect that having a doujutsu would likely make many tasks easier, but if he was trying to impress he was doing a really good job of it. And apparently there was only more to come, as he went on to explain that he'd simply used her seal to make another seal apparently more versatile. "You modified it..." she said these words as if confused by it. There were few people in the world she expected to even understand the jutsu, much less make any changes to it. And he claimed he'd done so, while leaving it as hers, this of course would only lead to an almost question, but it was answered by example. Youko held this new kunai before him and triggered it summoning the redhead from her seat beside him. This was a rather strange sensation for the young woman as she would instantly be found, in his lap facing him her legs on either side of him as she'd managed their openness during the transition. "You... I... just..." she seemed at a loss for a second. "Did you just use that seal to summon me, to your lap?" she asked looking at him as if stunned. Of course this was rather close proximity and very new for the young woman who'd been staring at this man without much shame in the moments prior to this.

[Bloodedge]

"Arigatou," he said in response to the praises. Moving on, Youko's use of the summoning seal's formula had been nothing more than a test-run of sorts, but his theory seemed to translate very easily to a proper execution. The end result seemed to do nothing but surprise the young woman, but he had already admitted that it was her very own seal in a new form, so he could only partially understand the shock. Just the same though, he couldn't say he had any complaints whatsoever about how she ended up appearing. "Yes, I most certainly did use this seal to summon you... and yes, you happened to appear in my lap. You were sitting normally a minute ago, though, so I'd like to believe it's safe to say you're being pretty accommodating of this sudden shift," he carried on, lifting his gaze from the kunai to Benihime's face, baring eyes filled with full moons. "You're still damn confusing, you know?"

[Apollymi]

It seemed that very contrary to Benihime, Youko had no problem accepting praise for anything. It was sort of refreshing finding someone so very contradictory to her own nature. But she didn't get as much time to consider this as she would like, as she was soon summoned into the white haired man's lap. She had adjusted her position so as not to cause him any incidental injuries, that being said, she didn't really think about it when she did it. Youko being observant enough to know that she'd have to have changed her position. "Well, I can shift myself around pretty easily, because reasons..." the young woman started as she palmed her head turning it slightly because she felt heat in her face and knew beyond all reason she was now blushing and had no logical explanation for it. "And well... it was just reflexive... kinda," she said as she peeked back from the corner of her eyes to see those moon filled ones. "Not buying it, huh?" she muttered at the end. That face of hers fully tinted while she looked at him under her and felt very strangely turned on by it. "I told you before, if you're confused... I'm probably just as confused," the young woman's heart was beating so hard she could feel it in her ears. She was prone to thinking and living in these small moments, she found herself settling into his lap simply because it felt most right in the moment.

[Bloodedge]

Youko grinned. As if the ability to perceive chakra with his eyes wasn't enough, he could see it moving around the kunoichi's rapidly beating heart. In the same respect, the tension her body initially held upon landing in his lap began fading away, as if she had taken to a state of comfort where she sat. Still... these things were hardly crucial to his thought process on the matter. "I think I'm a bit more confused than you at this point. You seem like you shouldn't be confused, but you're acting confused... so I get confused. And yet, when it's all said and done..." he said while spinning the kunai around his forefinger, eventually catching its handle in a full grip to hold it between Benihime and himself. "... Here you are."

[Apollymi]

Benihime had indeed found a great deal of comfort sitting in this man's lap, and it was likely more comfortable for her than she'd willingly admit to anyone at this point. "I... am confused by me right now..." she said thinking about it more. "I said earlier you weren't my type, and I didn't expect to remotely reconsider that..." she mentioned her heart still pounding too fast. "But I realize I've been reconsidering it, and it makes me feel really..." she paused without completing this sentence. If earlier in this day she'd swung on him because he seemed sketchy, right now she was considering doing something else to try and quell this strange set of feelings she was having. Always a being of action, she leaned closer pushing the newly modeled kunai to the side, "I'll get back to that, but I need to try this now..." she said looking at the man directly she leaned in to press her lips into his, aiming to allow her hands to touch his shoulders as she tried this thing she'd been thinking of for quite a while.

[Bloodedge]

"I bet you are," was his answer to Benihime claiming she was confused by herself. Her words and behavior had yet to coincide with one another this entire time, and now, it was even worse than before. She even went so far as to leave a statement about what she felt, all while pushing the kunai aside and leaning forward to place hands on his shoulders. While Youko was curious what the end of the sentence was, her follow-up statement - paired with her actions - told him this would be going in a more interesting direction for the moment. True enough, the redhead's lips were soon pressed against his. He found himself pushed back just the slightest bit then, using the hand which held the kunai to balance himself on the workbench while his left hand found its way to the redhead's exposed flesh at her side. All the while, his lips were lightly pursed against Benihime's while she tried whatever it was she was trying.

[Apollymi]

Benihime was stunned this man was teasing her right just now. If her heart hadn't already been beating so fast she likely would have blushed and pouted about it, but there were far too many more pressing matters to attend to at present for her to get stuck on something so simple. Her hands made contact with the flesh of his shoulders as he found a position he too would find comfortable and she absently found her right hand tracing the flesh of the left side of his body, while her left found its home in the roots of his hair. 'Sugei!~' this young woman thought. She'd never considered she could find a man's body so entertaining, and it was an entirely new thing for her. Their bodies pressed together, she only further confirmed the goodness of this moment as his left hand found the flesh of her side and rested there. All the while he seemed to be passively accepting the exploration of his person, in a way which made Benihime wiggle in his lap and press a little further into this kiss, her mouth opened gently as she moaned her satisfaction before she slipped her tongue forward and into his mouth.

[Bloodedge]

Youko's left hand was eventually crawling up Benihime's flesh to her rib cage's side, only to then slide gently down toward her hip while she was busy occupying his mouth with her tongue. His own tongue caressed the invader to the confines of his mouth, and occasionally made its way into Benihime's mouth over the course of this exchange. His breath beginning to labor was paired with a brief fidgeting of his lower body to match the wiggling hips in his lap. Arousal came more quickly than normal when dealing with this particular woman, but Youko could only assume it was the fault of the strange challenge presented by the redhead.

[Apollymi]

Benihime got to appreciate the movement of Youko's hand as it caressed her side. And the movement of his tongue between and within the confines of their mouths. She was enjoying herself, cementing the idea that against all odds she was quite attracted to the man before her. More so than that, his arousal seemed to match her own, as her wiggling hips were greeted by the stiffening of his manhood below her. Feeling this she rubbed herself against him, the thin fabric of her clothing causing a jolt of sensation through her person, which caused her face to fall away from his in this moment as she moaned her happiness. "Aaaah!~"

[Bloodedge]

Whatever either of these individuals once thought would come of this, it seemed to be the case that Youko was en route to the goal he had when first conversing with this woman. His erect state had become apparent to the woman in his lap, and she responded in kind by rubbing herself against it. In doing so, she released herself from his mouth to let her own pleasure be audible. A contented sigh of Youko's joined this, as the movement against even his covered groin was a few notches above a tease for him as well. Now that he was free, he spoke coyly through an extended sigh, into Benihime's face. "Still not your type? It's the hair, isn't it?"

[Apollymi]

"Aiming for honest here..." Benihime said as she moved against his stiffness once more. "Women are my type... and I don't mean that the way most women do. Exclusively speaking I am attracted to women. It's a running joke that I am more of a man than a woman in my family. Normally there is nothing even remotely interesting to me about a man..." she said as she leaned in to kiss this man's shoulder, it would be obvious to him, in her own mind that he was an exception to this in some way. Apparently this young woman didn't know the meaning of breaking or even pausing as her now unoccupied tongue found itself tracing the line from his shoulder, down to the first of the lines she found and tracing it. "Even so, I am thinking about giving this a try... which is confusing to me... thus the confusion passed on to you, Katsuhara-kun~" she said seeming to have a reasonable idea of how she'd gotten to this point. Benihime was many things including a rather instinctual being, beyond all things she found herself knowing and understanding how she got into such situations without much of a problem. Right now this man had kindled within her, something similar to her initial bout with puberty, and she really wanted to know him, with her body, and as such she was trying to do just that. Strangely something about their interaction had changed fundamentally how she felt about him, and she was more than keen to figure this out. Her tongue tracing the marks on his person should be something of a dead giveaway for her nature as person. "Do you want me to stop?" she questioned this man, because she was fulfilling her own desires with no idea at all what he wanted from her.

[Bloodedge]

"Really now?" he asked with a chortle. What Benihime said during their earlier encounter made much more sense now. This was still an interesting turn of events, though, as he normally didn't even have resistance from women who were uninterested in men. In fact, he occasionally attracted even men who weren't interested in other men, much to his chagrin. Benihime had likely been the first person to show interest in him at any point without virtually throwing herself at him during the first encounter. He had to say, there was something more appealing about this. An interesting approach was also taken by the redhead, whose mouth and tongue began exploring his torso starting at his shoulder, eventually finding a way to the seals on his rib cage. "Thinking about trying it? If what you're doing now is consideration, I can't help but wonder what it's like when you're actually committing to something," he commented as his own beating heart hastened its efforts, sending the force of its pulse through his entire upper torso. Without even pausing her efforts, Benihime asked if he wished for her to stop, prompting another chuckle from the white-haired male. "I should let you know, Kazumi will be coming at two. She's a little clingy, but... I don't exactly want you to stop, unless that's a deterrent for you."

[Apollymi]

Youko seemed to take the news of this redhead's interests better than most. That being said, her work along his torso didn't cease as he spoke. She was treated to the sensation of his heart beat quickening which she felt through her lips and tongue as she moved from one of these seals to another. Her movements never truly stopped, instead she found herself looking up at this young man from the second line near his ribs as she once again moved her hips against his erection. "Hm? Curious then? I could always just show you~" she teased seeming to have no issue with what she was doing in the slightest. She was enjoying the sensation of his quickening heartbeat as well as his general disposition. The amount of honesty which came from him next might have been a deterrent for most, but it bothered the kunoichi very little. "She seems about the type for that sort of thing. She doesn't bother me, I wouldn't mind having a hand in readjusting her attitude. But..." she mentioned switching from a flick of her tongue to a gentle bite. "You remind me that I'll likely have a visit from someone interesting.... a bit later," the young woman stated quizzically, with a chuckle of her own. She came back up his torso, "But given how those things usually go, I should be free pretty quickly after~ If your clingy girlfriend won't still be demanding your undivided attention, date?" asked the redhead as if this was a perfectly normal thing to do.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed Benihime had some strange fixation with applying her mouth and tongue to the seals on his torso, but given the reactions from his own body, he could not complain about anything she'd done thus far. She even showed little to no concern about Youko's prior engagement when told about it, which was just fine and dandy with the white-haired wanderer. There was then a hint of something more regarding Kazumi's demeanor, and moreover, Benihime's openness. Additionally, she noted a potential arrangement of her own. A few things in Youko's memory clicked together. "Wait... that's why you were in the same room as Kazumi's mother? I've been wanting to check her out for a while now. It shouldn't take us long either, so... well, we do live in the same building right now. Maybe we could swap stories."

[Apollymi]

If it seemed Benihime had some sort of fixation, she likely did... but that wasn't really the point. Since they were conversing now, she'd resorted to having her fingers trace the lines of his chest. It seemed this man had observed a bit more of her day than she'd thought. "Yep. I didn't know anyone knew about that but... I guess that isn't terribly surprising considering. She is a treat~" she said of Kazumi's mother. She had a hard time reasoning why such a woman stuck around the Daimyou but, that wasn't a primary concern of the redhead. On the matter of swapping stories she nodded her agreement. "Sounds like fun..." she moved her hips forward just a bit more and spoke into the man's face rather directly. "We can kiss on it this time~" she said pressing her lips into his for the second time this day.

[Bloodedge]

"I see a lot of things with these," he said regarding the ability of the eyes he currently showed. He was growing more curious about the lady of the house now that he knew Benihime had made her move on the woman. Either way, he had his own things to deal with, and he would be getting at least a story out of it later. "Hai. Assuming you don't change your mind about something - like me - again today," was his next statement, spoken only a moment prior to Benihime kissing him for a second time. The right side of his lips curled upwards in this moment, but he pressed back with his own lips nonetheless. All the while, his left hand kept a firm grip on Benihime's right hip, where it had been so casually rested before. Physically, he had no intentions of parting here, but he could accept that both parties had other things to be doing. "Who knows, anyway? Maybe I'll be done in time to catch a show on your end."

[Apollymi]

"I bet you do..." she said with a smirk. It made her wonder exactly what kind of detail this man saw in... if for instance he could see through walls or people's clothing, she could find a great use in something like that and it had absolutely nothing to do with being a ninja. His words about her possibly changing her mind again made her chuckle just a tad after their kiss. "Aside from that, yeah..." she said, finding it amusing that he thought it was possible she'd change her mind again. To be honest this day had been a variable roller-coaster for the young redhead and she was used to having crazy days. He also claimed that if he was done soon enough he might be able to catch a show, a cheeky grin came to the young woman's face. "I guess we'll just have to see..." she said. This was an oddly comfortable position for Benihime and to be honest she also really didn't want to leave this man's lap. The firm grip on her right hip was something very different than what she was used to experiencing. Maybe by the end of this day, she'd have some more new experiences under her belt. But that aside she'd eventually leave the lap of this man and return to her seated position so that he could do whatever other work he planned to do. As day shifted into night she'd eventually find herself properly settled into her room. She was sitting stretched out in the floor topless and waiting.

The main house, eventually shut down for the day. And around two in the morning, the young daughter of the Daimyou, Kazumi, could be seen sticking to the shadows of the house tip-toeing outside and to the guest house looking for Youko. She arrived as she stated she would, dressed in light clothing as she always tended to wear with her short kimono and frilly skirt. She approached and knocked on the door of the room he generally could be found in when they made such arrangements and expected to find him with great ease.

[Bloodedge]

"I guess we will," Youko replied while Benihime removed herself from his lap. The ending of their promiscuous moment freed the white-haired male to return to his work, crafting additional kunai of his custom make until there were exactly fifty spread across five separate rolls of fabric to hold them. After rolling up these sets, he looked up at the night sky, realizing he was nearly late for his arrangement, given the moon's position.

Soon after Kazumi's arrival to the guests' house, Youko emerged from the bathroom, clad in only his hakama and the fur tuft he kept on his person at nearly all times. It seemed he'd taken the time to once again cut his hair since finishing up at the forge. His Doujutsu activated momentarily, allowing him to glance at Benihime's still chakra as silent footsteps guided him to Kazumi's rear. Knocks on his room door were followed by Youko's right arm flinging itself over her right shoulder, while his left arm wrapped around her lower torso. This position left him with his head over her left shoulder as he spoke. "Fancy meeting you here," he said as his right hand continued on a path into Kazumi's kimono, all for the sake of groping her left breast.

[Apollymi]

Benihime had been busying herself finishing off the design of a new seal, one which she started to combat the samurai but would now likely find better use out of than she'd originally intended. Regardless of this Kazumi soon found the man she was looking for wrapped around her shoulders, so to speak. A grin crossed the young woman's face as she looked at her freshly showered guard with nothing on but his hakuma and the fur tuft he always seemed to carry with him. She looked over her left shoulder to his face, while his hand groped her left breast. A moan would precede her statement. "Aah!" came out first but was soon followed by a statement. "Of course, where else would I be... now come on! No interruptions..." she said seemingly impatient as her hand soon found itself resting against his cock.

[Bloodedge]

"Maybe in another room, maybe already inside my room. There are plenty of options, Kazu~" he said directly into the young woman's ear. In no time at all, Youko felt a hand pressed against his groin through his hakama. Experiencing this amount of eagerness served its purpose in preparing Youko for the coming event rather quickly, though it could easily be noted that he was already at the halfway point by the time of this meeting. In actuality, his most recent encounter with the red-haired kunoichi sat on his mind for the duration of the night up to now. For the moment though, he would be using Kazumi as an outlet for the tension he'd built up over the course of the day, by fault of both Benihime and Kazumi herself. With Kazumi's go-ahead, he released his very specific hold, and replaced it with another, which left him picking the scantily-clad lass up and carrying her in his arms to his chambers. Once there, he grinned. "No interruptions, no restraints," he repeated with an add-in of his own while tossing the dark-haired lass onto the bed he frequently slept in.

[Apollymi]

This man's words were something Kazumi was used to. Even so, she couldn't help but feel excited and ready for the coming moments. She'd placed a hand on his crotch and found him about ready to start up, as if on cue his grip changed and he soon picked her up and took her into the room only to toss the young woman onto the bed. A giggle escaped the girl as this wasn't something which had happened before, even so it was sort of exciting. She didn't know what sort of mood Youko was in but she figured he'd felt just as denied as she had earlier and was more than ready to get started. He added to her clause of no interruptions that there would be no restraints. Her eyes widened at this moment but then she smiled excitedly. "Hai!"

[Bloodedge]

Once his hands were freed of the Daimyou's daughter, Youko discarded his fur, which seemed to roll itself up in the corner of the room thereafter. He paired steps toward the bed with the removal of his hakama, using the hand that was free of the fur. Eventually, he was stepping out of the hakama while crawling onto the mattress. His crawling motion left him hovering over Kazumi, his right hand pulling away her obi in a single jerk. "You're not doing much for someone so impatient. Considering how much of a rush as you seemed to be in a minute ago, your clothes haven't gone anywhere."

[Apollymi]

Kazumi was on the bed, watching as Youko prepared to join her. Something about his visage and the way he prepared seemed to be very different than it was before. It felt new and exciting, so much so that she'd forgotten her impatience until of course, the moment the white haired man mentioned it while pulling at her obi. Removing that article of clothing, made it so her shirt opened without restraint spilling her bosom out into the open air. She slipped out of her kimono and threw it, so that all that was left was the small skirt she'd been wearing with nothing on beneath it, which she slipped off as well, doing something closer to her part to contribute but not without commentary. "You're the one suddenly impatient..." but that wasn't a complaint, it was actually refreshing for the young woman who was normally overly demanding.

[Bloodedge]

As Youko discarded the obi, he was quickly rewarded with the sight of Kazumi's bare torso, which burst out almost as if they were hardly contained by her top to begin with. He took in this sight for a few moments, only to realize as Kazumi did away with her skirt, that she'd come more prepared than he initially thought. Lowering himself, he supported himself with his right hand, while his left hand gripped the right breast of the lass. Her commentary regarding Youko's own apparent impatience was not missed for even a moment. "There's nothing sudden about it. I've had an itch for hours now, and it needs scratching. I'm damn near in pain over here," he said; and, though Kazumi was not at all entirely to blame for this sensation, that was information he deemed to be unessential to their ongoing banter. Perhaps if the girl, as self-centered as she was on most days, thought she alone had sparked some greater flame within the wanderer, she could be of greater use to scratch the proverbial itch that plagued him.

[Apollymi]

Soon enough Kazumi was naked as well, and the dark haired girl was soon treated to Youko taking hold of her right breast while he explained his current state. Given what he had to say, she had no reason to assume that he wasn't in such a state because they'd been interrupted earlier. Somehow this was a bit relieving to the young lass, as she was a bit concerned about the new addition to her father's guard moving in on the man she was still trying to get her father to let her marry. With the idea in mind that there was apparently nothing to worry about, she relaxed a bit more, and sighed her contentment at his attention. "Well, I mean I guess if you're almost in pain, then it's a pretty good reason..." she said of his impatience. The idea that he was so hot and bothered did its part in helping the young woman along.

[Bloodedge]

"I would hope so. Now, if you'd be so generous... I need a scratch," Youko replied. A certain amount of movement came from his left hand during this time. There was a semi-constant rubbing motion applied, with an occasional flick and tug of the lass' nipple. Those sharp nails of Youko's soon began gently tracing lines along Kazumi's torso, moving on to her right thigh thereafter. Once he reached the knee with this hand, he took hold of Kazumi's thigh and raised it over his left shoulder. His tongue licked a long, slow line down the inside of the very thigh he held. "You'll get me sorted, right?" he asked with a single glance toward Kazumi's face.

[Apollymi]

Youko's continued movements, made Kazumi swoon. The movements of his hand against her chest brought small noises from her mouth and when he traced a line down her person with his nails she got tingles. Something about this man was always such a huge turn on for the lass, and the attentions paid her all seemed to further an already heightened level of arousal. Soon enough, Youko had tossed one of her legs over his shoulder and gone about licking a line down her thigh. She moaned at this action and found herself looking down at this man as he looked towards her face asking if she would get him sorted. She nodded her agreement earnestly, "Hai!" she chimed as she sank into the attention.

[Bloodedge]

"Atta girl." Youko's response had been given, and at the very next opportunity, his tongue was reapplied to the leg of Kazumi. Only a minute or so later, he could be found face-first into the lass' crotch, with his tongue traveling up and down a line matching the crevice of her femininity. These efforts lasted no longer than a few minutes; Youko needed release, and he couldn't wait around all night to get to it. Normally, he offered quite a bit of attention to his partner of choice... but now, his own satisfaction was calling to him above all else. As such, penetration occurred only minutes into this pair's first moments of sexual contact, and Youko wasted no time thrusting to his own limits within the Daimyou's daughter, as opposed to his usual habit of testing the waters of his partner's interior for an optimal depth.

[Apollymi]

Youko was soon paying a great deal of attention to Kazumi. If she noted any rushing or a change in his usual demeanor she could all but blame it on the rather sudden need the man possessed. Beyond the fact that this man's tongue graced her leg and then the center of her being for several moments, the young woman found herself moaning and squirming under the attention. But before she could even properly get used to the first sensation, they were changing it up, moving on to the main event so to speak. Something about the rush of this was enticing in and of itself. Suddenly the girl was full and a hiccup like noise accompanied the suddenness of this. "Ah!" Kazumi couldn't even move against it, she could do nothing but accept the roughness of this moment.

[Bloodedge]

If rough was to be considered an apt descriptor for the beginning of their session this time, Youko would be redefining the term before everything was said and done. Once he'd fully inserted himself, he wasted no time before retracting himself - almost entirely. At this very moment, he took note of Kazumi's reaction to his approach. "Hoh? That's new. You're into this, aren't you?" he asked. Without hesitation nor an appropriate amount of time for a response, his hips began to move, delivering long and forceful strides that were each only ended by his pelvis making contact with the lips of Kazumi's womanhood.

[Apollymi]

Kazumi didn't know she would be into this as much as she was. She was quite self-centered and rarely wanted anything more than someone to pay attention to and pamper her. Even so, this rough treatment was quite different from what she got normally and as Youko thought to question this she sighed, but not before he had all but rammed himself back inside of her. "Ahh!" she managed aloud. "What's the point of asking, like that you seem to already know the answer," a small bit of bratty behavior remained in this young woman's words, but it was likely that it was fading. She wasn't used to this sort of forcefulness and she knew well that repeated forceful strokes like this would likely bring about a flourish in moments from her, in fact she was all but ready for it, as her walls tightened around Youko with each forceful stroke.

[Bloodedge]

As Youko continued moving to and fro within the confines of the young woman's body, she managed a reply to his semi-rhetorical query. He did, of course, already know the answer himself; it was quite obvious by Kazumi's behavior mere moments prior. "Maybe I just wanted to hear it from you directly. I dunno; I'm into voices today," was his reply, conjoined with an upward tug of Kazumi's right leg. While that very leg had already been lifted over his shoulder, his continued thrusting accompanied it being pulled even higher, as if to raise Kazumi's lower half from the bed as he continued plunging himself into her.

[Apollymi]

Kazumi soon received an answer to her question, along with a slight raise in her lower half. Doing such a thing allowed Youko to reach an even greater depth within this young woman, as such she was hardly capable of holding herself back from the immense pressure she felt building below her waistline. "Aaaaah~" she moaned as her body tightened and she felt the depth of her release. More so than that, she felt blood pumping in her head, and the increase of her heart rate, made her nearly blinded by this moment. Surely there could be no better than this, her body didn't manage to move on its own, but it seemed it didn't need to as Youko's roughness rocked her around more than she could in these moments.

[Bloodedge]

It wasn't long after Youko spoke that Kazumi engulfed his dock with a firmer grasp and increased slickness, signaling her climax. If that wasn't enough to tell him how far he'd gotten in this endeavor, the sound of her voice resonating in his ear added confirmation to the idea. Still, he was not quite satisfied with this. Youko's right hand was made free by a simple maneuver - one which lowered his upper body by using his elbow as balance instead of his hand, allowing that very hand to reach the side of Kazumi's face. He leaned inward enough that he could have kissed the girl while maintaining his thrust, but instead of kissing her, he spoke again. "That's still not the answer I wanted. What do I have to do now to make it so even everyone sleeping in the main house hears you screaming about how much you like this?" he asked as a clawed hand gave a gentle grasp to Kazumi's jawline.

[Apollymi]

Youko shifted Kazumi about just a little seeming to take on a slightly different position. Down at her level, Youko was speaking directly to this young woman, claiming that her climax wasn't all he wanted, instead he wanted to know what he had to do to make her scream in this moment. To be honest, there was something incredibly primal about the way this man was acting. His animal like behavior and rough treatment of her, had her melting into his bed. But more so than that she hadn't yet responded to this man, how could she? The first thing she thought of fell out of her mouth with a moan, "Flip me over and fuck me harder!" the girl demanded much like her normally demanding self. If he was going to treat her this rough they could go at it like that and she'd likely go hoarse from the attention. Kazumi had no idea why this fell out of her mouth in this moment, but it did, and she knew it would work out for her.

[Bloodedge]

At long last, Kazumi's verbal response was given. The bratty, demanding girl he frequently found himself sneaking around the mansion with returned in one shining moment. In that very moment, Youko grinned, exhaling a sigh into Kazumi's face as his final forward thrust occurred. If she wished to be flipped over, he would gladly oblige. Youko happened to be holding the lass in the perfect position to make this work, and he did so by pulling her right leg over his head, toward his right shoulder. This would very quickly place Kazumi face-down in his bed as he removed himself from her, but this was no simple, casual position change. One may have normally allowed the lass to rise onto all fours from this position, but what Youko did was snatch her up by the hips, and pull her back onto his cock while pushing himself forward with enough force to cause recoil on impact. In fact, that was exactly how he decided to have this new position work out - pulling Kazumi back with his arms, then pushing her forward with mighty rams of his pelvis. "That's more like it! Tell your mother, your father, and everyone else what it is you want!"

[Apollymi]

Youko sighed, seeming to find some kind of relief in the girl returning to her normal self. Even so, he quickly obliged and flipped her over with some quick work of his hands. What came next was something utterly shocking, as the forcefulness of his re-entry caused the girl to hiccup. She wasn't allowed to move on her own, he instead thrust into her pushing her forward and pulled her back by the hips against him. This was beyond any level of roughness this pair had explored and Kazumi had never experienced this much force in her life. He wanted her to shout to the world what she wanted, she could do this. "I WANNA BE FUCKED LIKE AN ANIMAL ALL DAY EVERY DAY!" the girl's words left her mouth and she enjoyed this sensation. She couldn't help it, this was satisfying beyond all reason. The work this man put in below her waist was beyond anything she'd ever felt before. Every thrust came with a loud moan and every withdrawal was shocking. It was driving her mad, her vision began to blur as she reached another climax her body went into overdrive and she'd pass out from the overload of sensations sent through her person.

Meanwhile, still within the house, Benihime was sitting in her room, having finally finished the seal she was working on. She'd been using the calligraphy brush to paint this new seal, which was a swirling pattern in design with the stylized word for blade in the middle. She'd put a lot of thought into it, and as she finished it she clapped her hands together seemingly amused. "Yosh!" she happily looked at it. Only to subsequently hear the screams of what she could only assume was Kazumi. Her eyes widened at the words she made out, but then a slick grin crossed her face. "Ara ara, sounds like someone is having their attitude readjusted!~" she chimed seemingly amused. She stretched then pushing freed crimson locks out of her face only to have them fall back down as she enjoyed a long stretch.

[Bloodedge]

Some excellent progress was being made within Youko's room. For a few moments, he believed it would be possible to solve his problem here and now... but these thoughts were not allowed to last. Soon after he began receiving the sort of retorts he sought, he began his own response. "Is that so!? Well, then I'm going t-" And that was that. Whatever he intended to say fell short once he realized his partner, Kazumi, was no longer conscious. All of his forcefulness dissipated within seconds, and he slowly pulled away from Kazumi. "Fuck!" he muttered under his breath as he left the girl nude atop his bed. Obviously, there was no excitement left for him here, and such would likely be the case for some time. So... he donned his hakama and fur once more, and exited the room. His path would take him directly toward the bedroom of Benihime, where he still saw only a single chakra signature before knocking gently on the door.

[Apollymi]

Soon after the loudness of the screams died down, Kazumi was left alone. She'd know nothing of what happened after her most recent flourish and would be left to sleep off the apparent bliss this day had given her. Even so, it appeared Youko was not yet satisfied by his work. And Benihime after finishing up her seal finally finished stretching only to hear a gentle knock at her door. Her left brow rose gently, but she answered anyways. "It's open," she said. Whoever was to enter would find the redhead still sitting in her floor before a completed seal of a new type. Her crimson locks freed from the pony tail she normally wore it in, were spread out all over her head and being pushed out of her face. She'd be seen only wearing the fishnet shorts which belonged to her normal attire, and seemingly in a pretty relaxed state.

[Bloodedge]

Youko's knocking did not result in an opening of the door, but it did receive an answer. He was informed that the door to Benihime's room was unlocked, and with that knowledge, he let himself in right away. Steps carried him deeper into the room as his eyes focused on the young woman sitting in the middle of the floor, topless with a wild mess of crimson atop her head. Youko found himself stunned by the sight initially, but it only functioned as a driving force. He continued moving forward with labored breath, eventually dropping to one knee so he could reach Benihime's level. At this height, he was able to reach out with his right arm, which aimed to ensnare the redhead and pull her into an embrace where his lips would be pressed against hers, and his tongue would invade the sanctity of her mouth.

[Apollymi]

Benihime was soon confronted by a sight she wasn't necessarily expecting so soon. Youko opened her bedroom door, and entered her room, while she didn't dislike the idea of him being here, she was accurately curious. "Katsu..." Benihime's speech was going to be a question towards this man, but he stalked towards her like he was on a mission. As he took a knee before her, he immediately pulled her into an embrace, pressing his lips into hers and filling her mouth with his tongue. Being pulled in while she was topless left Benihime to feel the sensation of his skin against hers, her nipples tightened against him. This was an oddly forceful introduction, but Benihime had no problem with it, she found herself lavishly moving her tongue against his, waiting for the break between them to ask a question about the nature of his entrance.

[Bloodedge]

It was quite clear that Benihime had not expected the sort of introduction he came with, considering Youko was almost certain she was trying to say something prior to this sudden invasion of her physical space. Youko didn't seem to care what it was she intended to say, nor did Benihime seem to care what was happening in this moment. At the very least, the redhead's body showed some immediate honesty, which Youko felt in the form of stiffening nipples brushing against his own bare torso, and a tongue brushing against his own at the same time. Youko's left hand took its place against the back of Benihime's head, fingers caught gripping between locks of that fiery nest as the tension in his body only built up more. Several moments passed before he released her of any one of these things, and even then, he only let go of her mouth. "Yeah, so... I definitely need you to tell me you didn't change your mind about me again."

[Apollymi]

Youko's hand tangled up in her hair, he clutched onto Benihime with a force her body didn't know before this moment. The young woman found herself moaning in his grasp. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve this treatment but thought she should apparently always do this, after several moments of this passionate embrace, she found only her mouth free of him and only apparently because he had something to say to her. "Ara ara," she said her body held tightly into this grip. "Of course I haven't changed my mind about you again. Even if I had, probably would have changed it right back, what the fuck just happened? And did you cut your hair again?" she asked, from what she'd heard the man had one hell of an opener, but for him to be here right now like he absolutely needed her attention was a bit far-fetched to the redhead.

Meanwhile, another woman from the main house was sneaking down here. She'd spent a great deal of her night, pacing around her bed chamber trying to think of a reason to stay where she was. But she'd been so intrigued by the redhead that she'd met earlier she wanted to go see the girl. She needed to know what she was getting at, and where their conversation was going before. She was the first person in the house to pay any real attention to the woman in years, and she was starved for the affection.

[Bloodedge]

"Heh. Good to hear," he said to the woman who, in his mind, cleared him to continue along just as he intended to. Before Benihime stopped speaking, though, she drew attention to his hair. He had indeed cut it once more, simply to avoid the whining and demands of Kazumi. Now that he was of a mind to realize how unsightly his hair was, he formed the same strange hand seal he used earlier, and grew his hair out once again. Only then did he have enough of a break in his actions to think of a response to Benihime's question. "There. As for what happened... Well, Kazumi's not as ready to see things through to the end as she thinks. Besides, I don't think my head was in it from the beginning."

[Apollymi]

It seemed Youko was indeed comforted by the news that this redhead hadn't changed her mind since they'd last seen each other. Beyond this upon being told about the state of his hair, he released his grip if only to regrow his own hair. "Sugei!~" the young woman said seeing this a secondary time. As far as she was concerned if her red hair suited her, long hair suited Youko, and she had absolutely no idea why he'd cut it at all. He went on to explain after doing so how it was that he found himself in her company so soon, and in such a state, the redhead looked at him as if stunned by the news. "All that and you didn't finish. That's horrible..." Benihime honestly was a bit disgusted by the idea, it sounded like it should have been a way better time for everyone involved. Beyond this though, apparently he wasn't all in that particular endeavor in the first place for whatever reason. Benihime leaned into Youko slipping her arms around his neck to speak into his left ear. "How about we get you fixed up then, hm?" she asked as she rubbed herself against his person before pressing her lips into his neck. While this happened, the elder female of the main house made her way into the guest house. She was looking for the redhead kunoichi and would find her indeed, wrapped up in the arms of the white haired guard. She stood in silence for quite a while there after, watching with wide eyes.

[Bloodedge]

"I had a hard time showing restraint," he explained. With ones such as Kazumi, and with most people in general when considering his normal demeanor, he was normally quite a reserved individual. Today, though, he was very much struggling to contain himself. Whatever the case, the redhead sympathized with his plight, and went on to make a suggestion that they collectively solve the problem. This suggestion, paired with further rubbing against him and the application of her lips to his neck, warranted a sigh of brief relaxation. Throughout this interaction, Youko had let his senses dull significantly. This single moment of relaxing, though, resulted in his ears twitching when footsteps moved through the hall... and yet, he paid them no mind. Perhaps Kazumi had woken up early, and decided to go elsewhere, but that didn't matter regardless. He was going to have his tensions relieved here and now, and there was nary a thing that would be getting in his way. "I like the sound of that," he said as his hands began to crawl up Benihime's bare back with an approach that was just a bit more than gentle. "But... are you sure? You say you're not into men, and I'm in the mood to ravage."

[Apollymi]

As Youko explained the problems of his night, Benihime shifted slightly so that she could keep busy her mouth and hands. Her fingers soon enough found themselves tracing the markings down his arms and eventually the ones against his ribs. While her lips and tongue absently traced lines and circles along the man's neck. Her tongue flicked the lobe of his left ear before she spoke again. "Hm? Well if the screams were any indication, I'm sure she didn't mind~" she said of the young girl now sleeping in Youko's room.

Regardless of this, the man seemed to have relaxed a bit since coming to her room, which was quite strange to Benihime herself, considering the urgency with which he'd entered. He went on to agree that he'd enjoy her helping him reach the finish he was most recently denied. And as such Benihime expected them to get right back to the point they'd been at before. Instead though, a gentle articulation of his fingers up her spine occurred in such a way as to make the young woman's back arch in response, pushing her rear out and pressing her chest rather closely to his. All while he questioned, whether or not she was certain of doing this for him, given the apparent mood he was in compared to her lack of appreciation for men in general. Benihime paused as her tongue traced down his chin to look him in the face as if confused by the question. Her heart beat really hard for a moment because she wasn't sure anyone had ever considered her feelings so much before in a situation like the one she was presently in. She leaned in and pressed her lips into his and it was gentle. She did this now because she felt he needed a bit of reassurance about this moment. And when their faces would part in a few moments she would speak. "It isn't like I've never ever done this before... it's just been a very long time..." she said thinking about it and realizing it'd been at least a couple of years since she last tried a man in a sexual manner. And beyond that the last time she had, it was like something strange had taken hold of her, and she needed to do it. This time, she wanted to see if it was actually something she could enjoy, and if there was one thing she could enjoy, it was what she was about to offer the white haired man currently occupying her personal space.

"If you're in the mood to ravage, how about I try and take the edge off a bit, and after... if you're still in that mood, then you can have at me any way you like~" she said seemingly amused by the idea. Assuming that she'd likely not be turned down at all, the young woman's lips began to move down Youko's neck, past his chest and further still down his torso. Taking the long route towards his manhood while she awaited his answer. All the while Kazumi's mother stood in front of the door, motionless. She assumed her watching hadn't been noticed by this pair, who seemed to be negotiating the terms of their endeavor. It was strange but as she watched these two half naked individuals speak to each other and kiss a flush came to her face. Even so she could not look away. She had to know what they'd do next. Could they really just keep going, door open, unabashed of who might see, or hear them?

[Bloodedge]

"She didn't seem to," he said about the dark-haired lass he'd bedded only minutes before. All things considered, he had no complaints to offer about his time spent with Kazumi, but what he found himself needing was more than what she proved capable of offering. He only hoped Benihime could provide some form of relief previously not found, but whether she could or not, he had marked her as the prime target of his attention earlier this day.

When he sought confirmation for her willingness to participate in this endeavor the way he intended to, she reacted - strangely - with a gentle kiss. This gesture was very unsuited to what Youko said before it, and yet it did not feel strange at all; it felt right. Following their kiss, Youko was informed that this was not to be Benihime's first experience with an individual of the male persuasion, in spite of her blatant preference for women. It had, however, been some time since her previous male partner. "Gomen. As much as I might try, there isn't much gentleness in me," he said to note that, while he would have liked to be less rough with this woman in light of her situation, he was unlikely to hold himself back for very long... if at all.

Benihime's first idea was to "take the edge off" of the ravenous nature he was suffering from. He could only assume how she intended to do this, but given the movements of her lips and general self, any assumptions he had were given credence. Soon enough, he was looking down into the young woman's descending face as his own body relaxed, though his heart experienced a harder thump than the norm at the mention of having at Benihime however he liked, assuming he felt no differently when she was done with her efforts. "I'd have happily had at you that way hours ago in the bar, but if you think you can somehow tame me... be my guest," he said, as if to issue the redhead some sort of challenge. His demeanor at this time was somewhat arrogant, befitting of the next words leaving his mouth. "Before that, though, remember your vocal exercises. We don't want you to lose that beautiful voice of yours before we're done tonight."

[Apollymi]

Benihime heard out this man while she busied her mouth about his body. She found his words ever so strange to her, mostly because they confirmed his wanted to take his time with her, and how it crossed his current feelings. She could imagine being led around in such a way had to be a bit stressful for ones self control. More so than that, she was at least a tiny bit responsible both in the fact that she managed to stop his earlier bout with Kazumi and in the fact that she didn't see their earlier grinding match through to anything substantial. Either way, she was eventually before this man as he spoke to her rather arrogantly but clearly accepted the idea she put forth. Not only by his own words, but by the outward relaxation of his body, as her face reached the area right above his pelvis she found herself licking down the lines which created seals that trailed there. 'Sugei, he's really covered in them~' she thought as she shifted her hands so that she pull down his hakama and free him from their confines. And though she'd been rubbing up against his dick quite a bit in earlier hours, she could still say she'd honestly never seen one of such size before. She peeked up into his arrogant face, and understood a bit of the pride he possessed.

"Ara, even knowing it was going to be something amazing, still more than worth the wait~" she chimed as she let her tongue gently down his torso and then his cock. Such a task was undertaken at a purposefully slow rate as the young woman's eyes flickered first up to the male and then closed. When those red eyes of hers closed, so did the warm of her mouth as she swirled her tongue around the tip of him. She had nothing to say in response to his quip about her vocal chords. And instead simply moved her entire head up his shaft. Unlike many who would have used their hands to assist in the stimulation, the warmth of her mouth simply closed in on all sides as she added suction until of course her lips met his pelvis once more and he found himself nestled all the way in the back of her mouth and down her throat. Such would be how she undertook these first few moments, until she pushed back with her tongue this time following the underside of his cock until he was out once again. "I think my voice still sounds alright~ Don't you?" she questioned with a wink up towards the man before she went back to work in earnest.

All the while the wife of the Daimyou was watching. At first she'd planned to turn away, but now she was watching as a girl the same age as her daughter attacked someone's manhood with her mouth, by methods this woman had never even imagined replicating. 'How'd it all go down... she looks like she's having so much fun... how could she enjoy it so much?' wondered the woman, as her body slowly became hot. She'd be seen clutching her bosom initially, but soon, she was massaging the extended peaks of her nipples with fingers that moved of their own accord.

[Bloodedge]

The commentary about his member did not go unnoticed, and it certainly would not be going without retort. Youko rather quickly showcased a cheeky grin, flashing what almost appeared to be fangs behind his parted lips. "I would hope so. You're seeming to be no different," he stated. As if to confirm his suspicions, she then closed her mouth around his groin, and in a matter of moments, he was graced with the moist, warm embrace of the redhead's mouth and throat. Youko subconsciously held his breath while she suctioned her way down to his pelvis, and released it in a long, slow exhale as she retracted herself. Already, this experience was proving to be something new. It was quite the surprise for one with such little experience with men to be capable of these feats, and even more well-versed partners he'd dealt with had not shown such ability as this. Youko lost himself for a moment; he was even late to realize Benihime had made a comment about her voice. "Huu~... Well, yeah. But..." He paused, taking a moment to recover from the shock of her startup to grin once more. "The screaming hasn't even started yet. That's what might put it in danger."

[Apollymi]

This man's cheekiness didn't seem to have much of an end. At one peek upward, Benihime found a grin on his face which she could only describe as wolfish. Still there were far worse things as far as the redhead was concerned. Though her eyes were closed for the duration of first leg of this encounter she still was able to feel this man's reaction through the inhale and exhale he took as she worked. She could only assume she was doing well for him, and it was confirmed by the lateness of his response to her question about her voice. A knowing chuckle escaped the young woman as she used her tongue to flick the head of him multiple times while having a look up at him. His reply, when it was finally made, was one she couldn't really argue with yet. "Ooh? I'll have to make sure I get in a good warm up then, huh?" she asked rhetorically. This was more or less a question to excuse the thing she was about to do. Since Youko mentioned vocal exercises, she decided to have a bit of fun. She knew that women enjoyed the vibrations of her tongue from time to time, perhaps a man would enjoy something similar. As she went in again she opened her mouth a bit wider than she had a first, allowing with the motions of her head for him to slip back to the place down her throat, she soon found herself humming just a bit causing her throat to vibrate as she moved him in and out at a medium stroke tempo by the motions of her head.

While the redhead pleased the white haired man orally. Their voyeur seemed to be astounded by what she was witnessing simply by the happenstance of coming across the open door. This man seemed to be enjoying the methods employed by the young kunoichi and they exchanged words and teases like this was the most perfect time for them. As she watched the redheads, mouth move up and down the length of this man, she imagined herself in the same position and it worked towards dampening her own loins. She knew she shouldn't still be watching, most would have seen the start of this and turned away in shame. But she was so starved, she was experiencing this situation vicariously through these young people. And soon her legs began to shift from side to side as she stimulated herself lightly without the use of her hands. Eventually though, her right hand would eventually wander down her kimono and towards her womanhood where her middle finger would begin to move around the center of her pleasure. 'I should stop... but I can't... it's so good~' this woman thought to herself with reddened face as she molested her own being to the show provided by these two young guards.

[Bloodedge]

"Hngh... You don't have to bother. I wouldn't mind seeing what surprise looks like on you," Youko said while failing to restrain a small grunt brought about by the repeated tongue thrashing against the tip of his groin. After all the talking he'd done thus far, he had to admit, this kunoichi was already showing herself to be quite worthwhile. Perhaps the simple fact that she often attended to women afforded her a certain skill set not found in any other partners Youko entertained. If the white-haired male needed any more proof of this, he received it in the form of the vibrations stemming from Benihime's throat the next time she took him into her. Once again, Youko's lips were lightly parted, albeit not due to his usual snarky grin this time. In this specific moment, his slightly opened mouth was the fault of his hastened and heavy breathing, which was itself the fault of Benihime's show of skill. "Hahh... that's new. You're making it hard to believe this isn't your preference, and just as hard to keep still."

[Apollymi]

Youko continued speaking, all while his body answered honestly to the attention being paid by Benihime. Grunts, heavy breathing, and pauses, all seemed to feed into the young woman's behavior, it was so different from what she come to expect from women. 'Sugei!~' the young woman was having a great deal of fun, and wished to see how far she could take it. As she opened her eyes she found herself looking up into Youko's face as the white haired man breathed and finally managed to speak. He mentioned that it didn't seem like this wasn't her preference and that it was hard for him to keep still while she paid this kind of attention to his groin. Soon enough the slight vibrations in her throat would dwindle just a bit as she went about extracting him from her mouth again, but not without making sure her entire tongue swirled around his cock with soft warm pressure. "Well, if surprised is what you're looking for you'll have to tell me if you see it. And if you like it~" she teased as she pursed her lips again kissing the tip of him lightly before opening the softness of her mouth gently, and then applying suction to her mouth and moving her head. She'd let him go all the way to the back of her throat and back out multiple times, each time, a swift vibration at a slightly different frequency. Starting low and slow, and moving up to higher pitched faster ones. As if she was trying to figure out which one he liked best.

All the while, the mother of Youko's most recent conquest seemed to be having a hard time. The simple circling of her center of pleasure, resulted in her mouth opening slightly and a sigh escaping her. She couldn't stop herself though, the hand she'd used to fondle her own breast soon found itself in her mouth. She bit her own finger as she kept moving, slipping that long finger within herself and swirling it about. She muffled a moan she didn't want to draw attention to herself, she wanted to keep watching. Every movement of her finger was in time with the movements of Benihime's head. It was an odd experience, as it seemed to have a very nice rhythm for the woman, each forward stroke and swirling motion pushed her closer and closer to the edge of her own pleasure, as she watched the opening act of this pairs evening together. 'I can't control myself it's so close...' she thought, as she added her index finger as well, using the first two fingers of her right hand her movements began to curve upwards, as she pushed herself towards a flourish the likes of which she hadn't experienced in quite some time.

[Bloodedge]

The efforts of Benihime were ever-changing, much to Youko's surprise. Over time, he had adjusted to more mundane interactions with those striving to move right along toward an eventual end. Too long had it been since he'd even been still for so long during an encounter of a sexual nature. The strange mix of tactics employed by the young woman gained no particular favor from Youko as individual maneuvers; he was far too busy being blown away by everything happening in sequence. Truthfully, there wasn't a single - even tiny - thing she'd done since their initial meeting that didn't tickle his fancy, so to speak. As such, her statement warranted the only response he could manage under the situation. "Heh... At this rate, do you really think you'll need confirmation? If you need an explanation of that... don't let go until you plan on being thrown against a wall or... whatever else is in the way."

[Apollymi]

The tactics Benihime used, didn't seem to be garnering any specific reaction from Youko. Instead, as far as she could tell he was simply enjoying the shifting of her skills through the things she was doing. A smirk would have crossed her lips, if the man hadn't presently been occupying her mouth. Beyond this, she heard this man's words, and decided that if he meant what he said, he was still feeling quite ravenous, but perhaps this was her own fault this time. She pushed him out once more taking pause as she flicked her tongue down the length of him allowing the warm of her mouth to spread to his family jewels while she spoke again. "Sounds exciting, but I'm not letting go until I get what I came for... and I could do this all day~" the young woman said. Her intention here was clear, to make it so this man took the edge off and received the release he'd been denied earlier. But now she'd moved away from his actual manhood for a bit so she busied her hands by flicking her fingers over the tip of him while her mouth did other things. Still she worked her way through her throat exercises, changing the frequencies again, randomly again as she took turns with each of his balls in her mouth allowing her tongue to work over them. This was fun to her, but it should be obvious in having female partners she was used to taking more time, as much as she'd like irrespective of anything else. Once she was done she moved back to his cock, her tongue batting against the end of him gently without end even as she closed her mouth around him once more.

The lady of the house was still watching, and more so than before she was having trouble keeping herself together. Every time this young woman changed tactics and moved, and she saw how the pair of them worked in tandem she became even more turned on. Eventually this woman lost the sensation of her legs falling to her knees outside the door. But even then her hands didn't stop moving. She bit down on her index finger as the finish came in blinding realization. The moan fell from her mouth as her lips parted "Aaaaah!~" and she couldn't stop it. Benihime smiled as she kept her work up on Youko, she glanced around him and chuckled. "Onee-chan, it seems like you enjoyed the show... but it wasn't enough for you was it?" she asked before she continued. The lady of the house looked up seemingly surprised. She thought she might have gone unnoticed, but the redhead's eyes as her mouth stayed closed around Youko's tool seemed to hint at something else.

[Bloodedge]

"I bet it does," he said regarding the excitement to be found in his recently mentioned idea. There was more to be said by Benihime, though. She went on to state that she had no intention of stopping until she got what she came for. Youko actually managed an expression denoting confusion just then. Other partners of his had led him to believe their current choice of activity was nothing more than a precursor to the main event - something to set the mood unless nothing else was planned. In this case, though, there was an obvious agreement to go further, hence Youko's confused state. "Hngh... And what exactly might that be?" he asked, managing at least this through the heaves and grunts brought about by the continued efforts of the lass. Now, she had gotten into something completely new to him; never had a partner of his approached his jewels with anything more than a hand, and here Benihime was providing the same treatment his shaft had received moments prior. It was an astounding experience, which he thought he could not be distracted from intently observing... until...

The pair had been entertaining a visitor for quite some time now. Whether she cared to or not, she made her own actions incredibly obvious to both parties in the room, warranting an interesting greeting from Benihime. "You're not as reserved about this as I would have thought. I didn't think you knew there was someone out there," he said to Benihime before shifting his gaze toward the door. "Well, at least say something. That moan of yours just now gave me a tingle, and I'm still chasing the limit here. Besides... We haven't properly met, have we? Yoroshiku."

[Apollymi]

Benihime's mouth never really stopped working, even through the statements of the man she was pleasing. She found him and his reactions to be completely different from the norm and with this in mind his confusion about what she meant accompanied by his grunts would be fully acknowledged. "I came here for what I will get to taste when you finally give up fighting against it~" the young woman chimed seemingly amused as her mouth continued to work. "You'll give me what I want then still fix me up too... right Yokkun?~" she mentioned. Used to taking her time it truly didn't matter to the redhead if there was a reset, so long as she got to taste his happiness in this moment. After speaking her tongue swirled deftly around his shaft occasionally flicking out for his family jewels as well.

But soon enough this man would fully acknowledge the presence outside of the door. But only after she stood there shocked by the fact that apparently both of the people in this pair knew they were being watched. "I heard her walking around before, and I was expecting her. She seemed like she would enjoy watching, she spends most of her time in the best vantage point on the property~ Besides people are always watching me, might as well make it entertaining," the redhead had no qualms with what she had done and a slight hint at the sort of person she actually was. "Umm... well.... I just.... the older woman stumbled through her words but truly she wasn't satisfied by what she'd done. This pair of individuals seemed to be engaged in something much more interesting, even things she'd never considered. Benihime took this moment to flick her gaze up Youko's shaft and then towards the crack in the door. And would keep doing what she did even after the door was pushed further open and the lady of the house made herself known. She was all disheveled her clothing askew. Kimono pulled open with massive cleavage hanging out. She definitely appeared to look exceedingly like her daughter though her overall look was more mature. "It wasn't enough..." she mentioned staring at the young redhead while her tongue stroked Youko's cock. This guard had introduced himself mentioning that her moans gave him a tingle. Benihime looked at all present with a grin most devious..."I have an idea..." she mentioned as she motioned to the lady of the house to join her.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, Youko was fighting against something which Benihime intended to drag out of him, and then, taste. In addition to having any questions he may have had cleared up in one shining moment, he experienced a heavy twitch in his groin to follow the revelation. By these words alone, he felt significantly closer to the end of his limit; even his heart rate had once again been raised. "... Heh! Oh, I'll sort you out alright," he said in a tone that was almost growling. Whatever the intention was, it seemed the male's animalist side was surfacing over everything else.

Before long, the Daimyou's wife was stumbling over the words to explain herself, all while Benihime continued her efforts. There was a certain amount of curiosity considering the nature of the older woman's approach, but as Youko looked in her direction, his brow rose in appraisal. "Wow. You really weren't joking," he said regarding Benihime's earlier commentary about this woman. Truly, she did appear to be an older, much more well-built version of Kazumi, whom he had regular interactions with. Given Benihime's mention of an idea she had, this was about to become much more interesting. "I think we're on the same page. Are you?" he asked of the older woman.

[Apollymi]

Youko's reaction to Benihime's words made the young woman flicker her red eyes up at him. 'There is something we don't know about him...' she thought as he practically growled his response at her. Still she couldn't deny something about his tone in this moment, sent shivers up her spine, "Well, when you say it like that... this is going to be an interesting night~" she chimed, knowing she'd be taken care of, she could fully devote herself to all of the things she had planned.

Moving right along, it seemed that the lady of the house was now standing within the room, being appraised by Youko and Benihime found herself chuckling. "Right? She's such a good find~" the young woman said seeming to look over the older one in a way which didn't much differ from the male in the room. It seemed that regardless of what Benihime had planned, Youko was indeed on board. The only thing left would be if the woman would join them properly. She managed to look a bit stunned. "You... want me to join you," she managed as she came over. Benihime flicked her tongue over the tip of Youko's cock once more. Before she aimed to kiss this woman without any shame. The woman seemed so surprised by the action she didn't know what to do, but she ended up kissing the young woman back appreciating the slightly swollen quality to her lips. "So... soft..." she managed. "Onee-chan, you've never seen one like this before right? Wanna try it out?" she asked. This caused the woman before them to stare down Youko's manhood before looking to the girl who simply nodded. "Hai hai, wet the tongue, watch the teeth... and see how ya like it." she said as the woman went about working with tentative tongue strokes down the sides and tip of Youko's member. "Sugei!~" Benihime chimed as she too went back to work, allowing her tongue to dance with this woman's around Youko's cock adding something a bit more specialized to her tentative strokes while also taking it upon herself to feel the woman's chest and body up with her still free hands.

[Bloodedge]

"Good might be an understatement. I think I took a wrong turn when I first showed up here," he said while still shifting his gaze up and down the woman's body. It wasn't long before she took Benihime's invitation and approached the pair, showcasing a timid nature which Youko could call familiar under such a circumstance. The wives and such of other men were no stranger to his acts of lust, nor did he tend to be for theirs. It seemed to be the case that the same could be said of the redhead in his company at present, but this was still something extra to Youko; he'd hardly dealt with nobles of such standing. Regardless of prior events, this was to be an easy transition that soon involved the Daimyou's wife servicing his loins. Youko's brow rose. The woman's skill left much to be desired as one who'd been married long enough to have a daughter nearly Youko's own age; he expected more. Of course, it was rather easy to piece together why this was the case, and he could hardly complain after Benihime joined efforts, while also interacting with the older woman in a way that provided quite the visual show. Still... it was almost a shame that Ouetsu left such a woman in this inexperienced state. "Oi, onna... What is your name?"

[Apollymi]

'Wrong turn, my daughter demanded his presence, though... I understand why...' the woman thought as her tongue moved about his manhood. Benihime herself was also slipping her tongue in and out of this woman's mouth as well as around Youko's groin. She'd become quite enthusiastic herself, Youko's words made her chuckle. "Maybe just a little~" she said, flashing a quick grin this man's direction before she started kissing the woman who had moved to the tip of Youko's cock. Doing such would leave their tongues to thrash specifically around the tip of him, with Benihime's making strokes to purposefully trap it between both of their mouths, and the lady of the house's causing a distinct lightness which contrasted with Benihime's more expert pleasure seeking. Youko himself seemed to have a pretty good grasp of the situation and asked a question by the time the kiss between the two women had broken a bit.

All the while Benihime's hands had shifted down this woman's body and her right was now playing at the Daimyou's Wife's apex. Deft fingers swirled around the woman's sweet spot before slipping within her and curving upwards just as the woman opened her mouth to answer the question put forth to her. "Aaaaaah~" came out before the question could be answered and Youko's dick would slip fairly smoothly into her mouth as a result, though only at about half length so as to avoid gagging the woman. One could likely assume the redhead knew such a thing would happen even so, the woman had to push back with her tongue before she could answer. Benihime would be seen tasting the tips of her fingers as the woman recovered. "Sugei! Onee-chan really is a treat!~" the redhead mentioned as she finished her taste test. "My name is Hiromi," she breathed, as her body twitched from such a fresh release. "Seems like you could go all in there~" Benihime mentioned deviously. This wife of the Daimyou had been left to rot in this house, and Youko seemed to have a need to dominate a partner, and this one could do that for a bit. If assumptions were to be made by Benihime, it was more than likely this woman would pass out, even before Youko reached the first end the redhead had been working towards giving him.

[Bloodedge]

Prior to answering his question to her, the lady of the house was assaulted by the fingers of Benihime, causing a delay in her retort for no reason Youko could rightly complain about. In fact, a sly grin crossed his face as he beheld the look of ecstasy upon her visage. When Benihime tasted the woman's extract, she commented on its flavor in a way that left the male curious. His senses had alluded to such that he would easily agree, but he decided to see for himself by taking Benihime's hand into his own and tasting the seconds. This, of course, occurred only after his grin widened at the notion of Hiromi's mouth opening itself around his cock at last, marking a proper progression of events. "You're right. It's a shame Toku-jii puts this to waste the way he does," he said to follow a slow lash of the tongue betwixt Benihime's fore and middle fingers. It was stated by his partner in deviousness that he could "go all in" as it were, prompting him to glance from the redhead's hand to Hiromi with that burning gaze he bore. "Mm. I could smell the readiness from the door earlier." His clause had not yet reached its end, but as he spoke these words, his right hand reached out to cup beneath Hiromi's chin, allowing his fingers to curl inward and grasp her by the face. "So, Hiromi... Your wasteful husband gave up on you ages ago. Is tonight the night you give up on him?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime had been enjoying herself thoroughly over the passing moments. But she was more than a bit surprised when Youko decided to take for himself a taste of Hiromi directly from her fingers. It was almost as if she'd forgotten initially that she'd been a target of this man's attentions, but the tongue slowly moving between her index and middle fingers made her eyes widen and her heart skip a beat. 'Oh shit!' she thought, but even more so than normal she had nothing but devious thoughts concerning this man and his behavior towards her.

Hiromi on the other hand, was soon enough confronted by the man himself, and his words as well as his piercing gaze. She'd never felt the weight of eyes in this manner before, she couldn't rightly explain it, she felt almost compelled to be truthful in this matter. And more so than that this young man's directness. "Hai!" she said lacking the normal tentativeness. Benihime was a bit stunned, she could almost say she'd never seen a woman give up on her marriage so easily, but... she was also still present in this room. Her approach and Youko's though, were fundamentally different. Benihime tended to romance women and offer them companionship, lead them to question themselves, such would be obvious if one considered how little she did or said to get Hiromi's attention in the first place. The male in her presence seemed to be some dominating force of masculinity that demanded attention, and empowered or forced those present to speak of their own desires. 'Ara, I almost feel like I should be worried but...' a devious smile spread across her lips as she felt hot and bothered by the idea of that gaze looking straight through her instead.

[Bloodedge]

"Hoh?" was his initial reaction. He had to admit, even he had underestimated the failures of Ouetsu as a husband, and as a man. He honestly hadn't expected Hiromi's response to be a favorable one so very quickly. He wondered, though, if she had truly given up in the way he intended her to. As such, Youko leaned away from Benihime, approaching the face of Hiromi whilst his hold on her face remained. When next he spoke, he did so with narrowed eyes that threatened the unveiling of his more ravenous nature. "Have you really given up? I don't want you to be unfaithful to your husband. I want you to abandon any connection the two of you ever had. If I'm being honest, I intend to see you behaving like nothing in the world exists outside of this room." With that said, and without moving from his position, his eyes darted in the direction of Benihime once again. When he did, he bared another grin. "I'll be nice and share this time. Just know, I'm going against my usual preference too."

[Apollymi]

Hiromi became the focus of this man's attention and the more he spoke the more turned on she became. To be fair, she imagined herself in the position of being the receiver of this man's attention while she watched him and the small redhead together. Even so, the idea that she should completely betray any connection to her husband should have been altogether foreign. Everything about her life up to this point had been determined by her marriage, but she was ready to break free. "I gave up a long time ago..." she said staring into his eyes. "I'm ready for something different and it looks like I'll find that right here," the woman managed. Benihime had to give it to Youko, this was quite an interesting turn of events. She could have had this woman all to herself and it would have been fun, but quite normal for how the redhead normally behaved. Youko added something entirely different to this situation, something she hadn't even experienced for herself. But soon enough that gaze was shifted towards her with a grin, stating that he was going against his own nature and sharing this woman with her. The kunoichi went wide eyed for a second and then smirked as well. "I'm flattered and of course, I'll do my best~" the young woman chimed as she took up a place to be part of the festivities. She'd assumed to at least take a back seat, but if she was being honest, she still wanted a piece of Hiromi herself so she'd take it at her leisure, while getting to observe this ravenous nature Youko possessed.

[Bloodedge]

"... Sou desu ka." If Hiromi thought she was due for something different, Youko would be bringing exactly that to the proverbial table. It was more than apparent to him that this woman had never experienced anything he had to offer; her marriage attested to that. As if her most recent words were to be taken as permission to approach at his leisure, Youko rose from the floor, intending to guide Hiromi up as well, using the hand he had upon her. Once he was standing, he lowered his right hand until he was able to grasp Hiromi's kimono and pull it open with a jerk. With that out of the way, it was his intention to lift her by the thighs and leave her hovering just over his groin. "Prove it. Show me how little you care about that failed marriage of yours."

[Apollymi]

Hiromi was soon guided up from the floor, and had the rest of her clothing ripped away. She seemed to think this was a bit aggressive but given how this young man behaved she was almost certain this was perfectly normal for him. Her full body and curves were exposed, much to the delight of Benihime. Beyond this the strength of this young man was soon known as he lifted her up with his arms by her thighs and left her hovering above his groin with nothing to say but he wanted her to prove how little she cared about her marriage. In this position without him trying it was apparently up to her completely if she went for this or not. Hiromi found herself moving against him and once she was lined up, she began descending onto his manhood. It was harder than she expected it to be, and filling to the point of eye widening. Never had she experienced anything like this sort of pressure which was created by her lowering herself onto his girthy rod in this position. "Aaaaaaaah~" she managed, her body becoming tense. She was hyper-sensitive at this point, and she reacted even to her own descent onto his dick. Benihime for her credit gave herself a very interesting and unabashed view of this from below this pair seemingly enthused by the sight. "Onee-chan, you look like you're already having fun~" she was beyond amused, actually this entire sight made the redhead quite happy as she positioned herself to give licks to the underside of Youko's shaft as well as his family jewels as well as offering a flick of her tongue to the spot where he entered the married woman.

[Bloodedge]

Youko breathed deeply, as if relaxing himself while awaiting Hiromi's next move. Her choosing to act would be equivalent to submitting entirely, at least mentally. It seemed she was to do exactly that, and at what was likely a safer pace than Youko would have employed. Still, the sound emerging from the older woman's mouth as she took him into herself was satisfying enough as an opening. "That's a good sound. Too quiet for my taste, though. Come on... Your daughter's been asleep downstairs for a while; it's time to wake her up, don't you think?" Taking his own words as cue, Youko began using his hold on the woman to move her up and down his shaft, making virtually no effort to ease his way into the action due to how ready this woman seemed - and claimed - to be. What's more, Youko himself was confronted by the sensation of Benihime's tongue on the underside of his cock. This alone served the purpose of riling him up, but his major focus at the time was seeing what the Daimyou's wife had to offer before moving on to his primary target, so to speak.

[Apollymi]

After lowering herself onto Youko's girth, Hiromi was soon rewarded by the man aiming to move her himself. All the while she felt the softness of a tongue against her as she was moved up and down his length. There was a great deal of roughness to this situation, but the softness below it was also worth noting. It was confusing to her body as if she wasn't sure what was going on exactly. Soft moans left her several times over the course of a few minutes, but as she adjusted to the pacing she began to wiggle her own hips as well, enjoying the feeling of being held up while someone plunged in and out of her undercarriage. The news that her daughter was sleeping downstairs seemed to cause a disconnect. The sensation building up and she was close to the edge, as the feeling overwhelmed her, she reached climax. Giving the redhead a tasty treat to enjoy below as she screamed away her cares. "I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF SHE'S SLEEPING! SHE SHOULD ALREADY KNOW THIS IS THE BEST!~" These words caused a knowing chuckle from Benihime as moved her tongue back to Youko and batted against his jewels with a similar technique to the one she'd used against the tip of him earlier in their endeavor. "Yare yare, the ladies in this family are so stressed~" she murmured as she went about her work as if amused. Never forgetting her own goal in this leg of the endeavor.

[Bloodedge]

The Daimyou's wife was more of a surprise than her daughter proved to be at any given point. After only her first crest following penetration, she screamed out an apparent lack of care for the state of her sleeping daughter. This was surprising when considering the personality Hiromi showed before this point, but the choice of words alone were right up Youko's alley. "Hoh!? Don't worry; she does. I don't think she did a very good job of making sure that husband of yours knew how she felt though. You'll fix that, right!?" he growled, having this unusual way of speaking leak through his words once more. He didn't seem to care much where the line was to be drawn for his actions, and left his body to move on its own. In this particular case, that sort of mindset saw to him continuing the lifting of Hiromi, followed by literally slamming her against his own groin every time she'd been pulled back to the tip. Benihime's goal was all but lost to him at this point, but his roughness in this particular moment was the fault of everything that happened leading up to this point. At long last, everything was starting to take effect, and he was mere moments from glorious release of his own.

[Apollymi]

The pressure of this moment was soon too much for Hiromi. As she reached a peak she couldn't help but let out a scream which likely would have woken the dead. "I DON'T CARE IF HE KNOWS EITHER. I COULD GO FOR THIS EVERY FUCKING DAY AND HE CAN HEAR ALL ABOUT IT!~" and these would be her parting words, as Youko moved her body this woman lost consciousness as well, her brain overloaded by the sensations. Meanwhile, Youko's own work seemed to be bringing him pretty close to the end as well, and Benihime was more than acutely aware of this as she was given a prime view. One last taste of Hiromi would follow, and the redhead would be ready when Youko released what was all of his pent up aggression and she fully intended to catch it all within her mouth, swallowing it without shame on principle. She'd heard the growling intentions of his voice, and wondered how he hadn't been chased out of every place he'd ever been in making women scream like this all over creation.

[Bloodedge]

Once more this day, Youko's antics claimed another victim. Now that Hiromi chose to succumb, his drive was satisfied, albeit not at all entirely, as the woman lost consciousness mere seconds before the critical moment. Youko found himself lifting the woman off his cock one final time, releasing himself from her interior just before he ejected what he fully intended to be only his first finish of the night. Of course, he had gone without release for a couple of weeks too long, resulting in quite the explosive end for this round. Once it was over, he released his hold on Hiromi, whom he'd coated with only the final spurt, and looked toward the redhead who'd seemingly cleared the rest without so much as a second thought. "Right... I'll just leave her with that. You, on the other hand... are really not seeming like you don't prefer this kind of thing."

[Apollymi]

Hiromi was left to lie with only a very small portion of Youko's finish. Benihime in the meantime ran her tongue over her lips managing to look as innocent as one possibly could when they'd done the sort of thing she just had. "Sugei Yokkun!~ That was pretty tasty, kind of a lot though and Onee-chan is out cold~" she mentioned seeming not to think about it too much. It seemed Youko had some sort of problem reconciling that this young woman wasn't really interested in men given her behavior at this point in time. She looked to him and managed to look the slightest bit abashed. "There isn't much I can say about that... I told you. Most times, I am just doing whatever I want at the time..." she said thinking about how best to explain her sexual choices this day compared to others. She rose from her seated position and stretched, wondering what kind of mood this man found himself in now, and deciding to leave that previous line of thought in favor of questioning something which could be more readily answered. "How do you feel?" she asked him, moving away from the focus on the strangeness of her own behavior which she really couldn't explain to the man before her.

[Bloodedge]

"Really now? Well, trust me... there's a lot more to be had, if that's what you find yourself being into now," he said while gazing down at the redhead. He was rather blown away at this point, taking in the aspects of the kunoichi's personality which he'd yet to encounter all in a single person. This was all inclusive of the fact that she admitted to just winging everything she chose to do. Frankly, it was exciting - enough even to force Youko out of an impending flaccid state, before even properly reaching it. When asked how he felt, he freed himself from a moment in which he could hear nothing other than his own beating heart while glancing over the redhead, and knew instantly that she was the only one at fault for his current mood. "I feel like I have a promise to deliver on. So, are you going to clean this off, or do you want me to put a baby in you?" he asked whilst taking steps to close the distance between Benihime and himself.

[Apollymi]

The redhead found herself looking at Youko with wide eyes, as he mentioned that there was plenty more of him to be had if she found herself still wanting to taste him. A grin crossed her face because it was such a strange occurance, this man was amusing beyond all reason, and dominating in a way that Benihime didn't find herself encountering often. She looked him over and found him still erect or rather easily retaining it even after letting all of his aggression out just a few moments prior. Something about that was rather different, men usually needed more of a reset than that, not that she had many experiences to go by, it was simply the assumption made by having so many female partners complain about not finishing.

Youko's statement when asked how he felt, made the young woman's heartbeat thump. He closed the distance between them once more and she took a glance downward. "I mean... since you asked so nicely~" she said dropping down before him. The redhead then casually flicked her tongue over the tip of him. This licking would start at the tip and move down the sides and all around. Like she fully intended to give this man a thorough cleaning with her tongue which moved around eventually to swirl while she got to taste the mixture of Youko and his most recent conquest. It was quite a nice combination, given she'd tasted it directly as well. None ever had to question if Benihime enjoyed this herself, as her body was quite honest and there was much moisture to be found between her legs as she took the fullness of Youko into her mouth. In this moment she could almost forget what she was meant to be doing right now as she enjoyed the sensation of his smoothness, slipping down her throat.

[Bloodedge]

Much to Youko's expectation, given Benihime's demeanor thus far, the red-haired woman acquiesced to his wishes. She rather deftly cleaned his cock of any residual seed, and in doing so, cleared what he'd gained from Hiromi as well. A quick application of Doujutsu let Youko know exactly when there was no longer anything to worry about, prompting him to take hold of her hair with intentions of pulling her head away from his loins. This was done with his right hand while he lowered himself toward the floor. The fore and middle fingers of his left hand moved in a swiping motion toward himself, rubbing their way through Benihime's crevice en route to Youko's mouth. Before getting properly started, it seemed he had to have a taste, and doing this alone also gave him confirmation as to the redhead's readiness. "Hmm... You taste so different from the rest. This... I could just drink it," he commented while his grip on Benihime's hair tightened as if it were a casual matter.

When Youko's left hand returned from his tongue, he used that very hand to grab Benihime by the midsection and lift her - much like he'd done to Hiromi. In this case, though, his left was accompanied by forward movement, which he intended to use in a way that would quickly leave Benihime sandwiched between Youko and the nearest wall while he lifted only her right leg. The male's right hand abandoned her hair at this time, pressing palm-first against the wall instead. It was like this, that Youko aimed to plunge himself between her folds. "Maybe later, though. We were headed somewhere, right? I think... to voice loss?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime had done as asked and cleaned the man's rod, but before she could begin enjoying herself in the way she usually would, Youko's hand could be found in her hair pulling her head away from his groin. This of course, would cause the young woman to release him, but not without seeming to pout in protest, though such pouting only seemed to last momentarily. Youko reached forward after coming down a bit, swiping between her legs, brushing against the part of her which was most sensitive and causing a small moan to fall from her mouth. His following words as he tasted her from his fingers, caused her eyes to widen and her face to tint ever so slightly red, she was genuinely surprised that such a sentence fell from his face right now. That combined with the increased tension of his hand in her hair made the young woman's body tense ever so slightly. Whatever this man had in mind, she was quite ready for it, and her imagination was running wild with possibilities. "Ah..." she started to speak only to rather swiftly be moved, and before she realized it, her back was against the wall and her right leg was up in the air as Youko flat palmed the wall and pressed into her nether. With a leg up the fit was tight, more so than that, the words which came from this man combined with the sensations themselves, caused the redhead to curse as she climaxed from the entry alone. "AAAAAH FUCK! WHY'D YOU HAVE TO TEASE ME LIKE THAT?~" she moaned and screamed this question, but she knew she'd orgasmed, she felt all numb and tingly but she could do nothing but enjoy it.

[Bloodedge]

For hours on end, whether Youko knew it all along or not, he had been awaiting nothing more than the sweet symphony of Benihime's outcry from this penetration. At last, he'd been rewarded with the sound he so craved, and it had even come in the form of a question. Before he answered, he continued moving forward until he no longer could, and brought his right hand to the side of her face in a moment more tender than any of his other actions would have suggested. "Tease? Do you mean the idea of you throwing your voice, or mentioning how delicious you are? Hiromi over there would like to know, I'm sure," he said with a narrow, piercing gaze while retracting himself the first time. Whether Benihime even intended to respond or not, he wasted no further time before beginning his efforts in earnest, moving his hips as if they were powered by rotors to thrust into the woman.

[Apollymi]

This was an entirely new experience for Benihime. Her prior experiences with men, all came as sudden happenings, within moments... and were easily just as fleeting. Right now, she was experiencing the sensation of the build up to this moment and it was intense. Beyond this the redhead felt the push that went until it couldn't any more and her body relaxed around the sensation. Fresh from the build up of her flourish she exhaled, only to have Youko tenderly touch the side of her face. 'Nani?' her heart thumped harder than it had before. There was much confusion for her now, based on what she'd seen of this man his random tender moments were directly in contrast to the murdering intensity of his gaze and his rather dominating approach to women. She was left to see his piercing gaze through his narrowed eyes, fully focused on her, while he spoke. Her body clinched inwardly around this man as he spoke and pulled away, making the young woman moan again. "OOOH~ YES IS THE ANSWER YOU'RE LOOKING FOR..." that part of the sentence left her mouth as a scream. Even so, as Youko began his work in earnest her voice caught just for a second, dying into a gentle moan. Still she couldn't be too still even while being held in such a way, she leaned her head forward and flicked her tongue along Youko's left ear before speaking directly into it. "Aaaaah~ But I think you already knew that..." the young woman managed as she twitched below. She knew from his previous endeavors he enjoyed the sounds of voices, her own wasn't going anywhere so she'd answer him in kind.

[Bloodedge]

If Youko wondered whether his question would be answered, he was soon to receive confirmation. According to Benihime, both options were viable as accurate answers. The redhead was also one to believe he already had the answer he sought. Whether this was the case or not, the answer itself wasn't what he was looking for. "That doesn't matter. You make such a great sound, I just wanted to make you say something," he replied. Moments later, he performed a single thrust mighty enough that he could almost feel the wall against his fore, even with Benihime between them. This also served the purpose of temporarily stopping his movements as his cock began to pulsate within the redhead, and he took the time to turn her head around to meet his gaze once again. "Maybe... just maybe, I can even make you scream about how addicted you are by the end of this."

[Apollymi]

Youko went on to compliment the voice of Benihime, after acknowledging that he likely knew the answer to his previously posed question. "Ara..." there was a light sound from Benihime as he explained himself. Something about him wanting to hear her speak and admitting it in this moment was a tiny bit embarrassing. These compliments made her feel strange inside. Her face reddened up to her ears and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it at this point. As if she didn't already have enough to deal with, this thrusting soon came to a powerful stop and his manhood was left to pulse within her giving her quite the set of tingling sensations. Her walls clamped down around him as her body tensed and she moaned out her pleasure. "Aaaah~" fell out of her face as it was turned to his piercing gaze. He spoke more of how he hoped at some point she'd mention being addicted to this, and the redhead smirked as she met this gaze, body tightened just a bit around him there was something rather promising in the way he made this sound. "I've never been addicted to anything, Yokkun, but if you want to be the first one on that list... I welcome you to try~" it fell out of her mouth like a challenge. But somewhere deep within herself the redhead already understood the quality of this interaction, of this man in general, was way different from any other being she'd ever encountered. And she might just end up doing exactly what he wanted by the end.

[Bloodedge]

The last statement Youko offered was met by a well-considered rebuttal. Something in the way this woman responded struck a chord within him. Her words came off as a challenge, yet somehow, there was the faintest hint of an invitation to be taken. Youko spoke to his partners in such a way frequently when he was in the mood he unveiled today, but the way his words were being met now was something totally foreign to him. It was suddenly as if Youko himself was being challenged to pull through on his word - a goal he'd never needed any conceivable amount of effort to reach. Everything he said up to now had been given more purpose in his mind. It wasn't simply the case now that he would be delivering these spoken promises, but instead... he had to. As these thoughts crossed his mind, he found himself beginning his next withdrawal from Benihime's interior. "You... are very interesting, you know? You're exciting the hell out of me!" Following this statement, Youko began his efforts anew as if he hadn't missed a beat thus far. The tightness of this woman was as fresh to him as most other things she had to offer; Youko was finding it harder than normal to move, albeit more pleasurable in the same respect. Everything was adding up to a very strange combination for the white-haired male, yet he could neither complain nor bring himself to stop his pursuit.

[Apollymi]

The redhead was pinned against the wall while Youko began his withdrawal. His response to her quip hadn't been immediate, but she'd taken quite a bit of time to study his face. She was more than a little bit shocked, by the words that came out of his mouth next. He mentioned that he thought she was interesting, and beyond that... he found her exciting. "I mean... aaaaah~" her whole body tingled as he moved out of her and then back in. "If you say so..." she said before looking at him directly. "You're pretty damn interesting yourself~" she moaned as she was pushed over the edge again, with his continued motions. She didn't know what she was supposed to do about this, but she couldn't stop herself from enjoying this man's attention. And unlike his other partners she had more than enough stamina to experience each of these finishes without it breaking anything about her. "Aaaah~ the fuck are you doing to me?"

[Bloodedge]

Benihime's edge in the stamina department when compared to Youko's usual partners had not gone unnoticed. In less than half the time, his previous two - possibly more - conquests had blacked out. He hadn't managed this much entertainment out of a woman in a few years now. Something strange overtook him by the time Benihime asked him a question; he found himself responding not with words initially, but by pressing his partially-opened mouth against Benihime's lips, shoving his tongue forward until it rubbed against hers. A series of tongue lashings within the woman's mouth lasted for several thrusts thereafter, ending only as he released his hold on Benihime's leg and aimed to turn her toward the wall she was pressed against. "I thought I told you what I was doing. I'm going to wear you out tonight, Beni~" he said with a cheeky grin. Assuming there was no resistance to his most recent efforts, he would immediately press his body against Benihime's backside to force her further into the wall while he rammed her undercarriage again.

[Apollymi]

The redhead asked her question, and waited, and surprisingly enough, it wasn't immediately answered. Instead, Youko pushed his face forward to meet hers and slipped is tongue into her mouth. Benihime to her credit, lashed this intruder to her mouth with her own tongue several times, while he thrusted in and out of her, moaning all the while. "Fuck!" the curse left the young woman as Youko's tongue left her mouth and he dropped her leg before turning her to face this wall she'd been pressed against. Her chest and torso made contact with the wall, giving way to new sensations, as Youko himself spoke on his intentions in this moment, all while pushing her against this wall and ramming her again while she faced away from him. "Aaaaaah!~" the sound which left this young woman's mouth was simultaneously because Youko had decided quite at random to use a shortened version of her given name in addressing her and because he seemed to be under the impression that he was going to wear out her stamina this night. A grin crossed her own face as the fresh change in position allowed her to finally rock her hips back against him. She'd do this a few times in rhythm with his strokes as she responded to him. "Well if that's what you intend, this is going to be a while~" she said while climaxing from her motions combined with his. "I don't get tired~" she mentioned. And if Youko happened to be looking at any point during this change, he'd see on this young woman's back a large black sun with several rays seemingly partially formed spread across her upper back.

[Bloodedge]

"Heh! Come on, then! I don't either." As Youko plunged into his partner of choice for the remainder of the night, his right hand met her ass with a firm smack before applying its equally firm grip. At the same time, his left hand took hold of the plentiful hair atop her head once more, tugging it back and toward that hand's side. Doing this properly unveiled the large mark - surely some seal of sorts - upon her back. While Youko noticed this, he was hardly in a state to care much about it. His only intention now was to drive himself again and again into the kunoichi's most personal region, which he did in a way that would make it seem almost as if he were trying to pull her back into him with her hair, while moving himself forward at the same time. All the while his right hand's grip on her bottom shifted to her hip, where his sharpened nails dug in simply by virtue of his fingers squeezing so tightly.

[Apollymi]

A wide grin spread across Benihime's face as Youko claimed they could go on because he didn't tire easily either. "I'VE WAITED ALL MY LIFE TO HEAR THAT!~" she chimed. She'd observed his stamina indirectly for most of the earlier session and felt like she could trust in this statement. With this in mind, all caution seemed to be thrown to the wind. A smack soon occurred against her bottom as her hair was pulled to the left and her right hip soon became accosted by the firm grip which had sparked her curiosity before. "Aaaaaah~" she moaned as these changes took place. The constant plunging in and out of her combined with the roughness of this situation seemed to be something she enjoyed more than her general dislike of the male population would lead one to believe. "SUGEI!~" left this young woman's mouth. She never expected a companion to keep up with her physically on such a scale, even her female partners were prone to napping after a certain amount of energy was expended. In the moment she seemed to be enjoying herself more than she had imagined, the nails digging into her hip didn't seem to bother her much, in fact, any wounds left would be disappearing within a few moments of their appearance. As her own nails dug into the wall before her, and she swooned as eventually a massive flourish would overtake her.

[Bloodedge]

"Glad to be of service," he said while maintaining pace and force with an amount of precision that could be likened to machinery. In an odd way, Youko found himself pursuing a more selfless approach than he tended to. Normally, he could aim to satisfy himself while passively pushing his partner to their limit. In this case, he had begun seeking Benihime's satisfaction without even realizing it, but doing so was allowing him to enjoy himself more thoroughly than he'd ever managed before. Perhaps this had to do with the redhead's ability to match his pace, or perhaps it was something more. Whatever the case, an unmistakable slippery tightness around his manhood alerted him to the woman's pique again. Unlike previous encounters, he felt it was safe to change to another position without worry of the encounter ending soon afterwards. As such, he slowed his thrust until he stopped moving entirely, intending to bring a brief pause to their session. "Gomen. There's something I never got to try much, but... since you said you don't tire out..." As he spoke, Youko removed himself from Benihime, and took steps back until he was able to reach and sit upon the bed in this room - interestingly right beside the unconscious Hiromi. From there, he beckoned the kunoichi toward himself with a toothy smile on his face. "Hows about you run the show now?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime heard this man's words and continued enjoying herself. All the way through her next release the young woman had moans and sounds aplenty for the white haired man. Of course, this would soon come to a humming end as he pushed into her upon feeling her release seeming to denote he wished a shift in position. He pulled away, moving towards the bed he sat down beside the unconscious Hiromi. It took Benihime a moment to trust her legs completely after such a thorough finish. Even so, she soon turned around and stretched, finding herself looking at Youko with much confusion. "Sou ka... that's what you're getting at... huh?" she asked seeing the seated position he'd chosen, she put together that there was only one or two things he could want from this. She moved towards his beckoning, her insides tightening just a little as she was also mentally fond of this position, though she too had been without trying it for obvious reasons. "Ara... what a coincidence~ I thought I liked the way you looked under me earlier~" Benihime said as she slid into his lap and lowered herself at a fairly slow rate onto Youko's girth right beside the still sleeping lady of the house. She moaned as she descended onto his lap, finding this to be quite the exquisite experience. "Sugei!~ It's so deep this angle is purr-fect~" the last word of her statement was almost a purr complete with tongue rolling as she began to raise and lower her hips in Youko's lap, beginning to rock the bed they were currently sharing. Still she'd lean in and lay a gentle kiss on this man's lips all while she kept up her movements.

[Bloodedge]

It took Benihime a couple of moments to realize what he was getting at post-move, but he supposed there were naturally a few different possibilities. Either way, she was soon on-board with the plan, and on his lap as the result of this. She even managed to return to the banter they had sent back and forth a few times thus far. Youko offered his reply as she slid onto his manhood again, seeming to release another held breath in the meantime. "Huu~. Is that so? Well, get an eyeful. You're looking damn fine from this angle yourself," he said while relaxing into this new position. Despite some alleged inexperience, Benihime was seeming to find a suitable rhythm for herself within moments. Youko had to admit that this was quite satisfying for himself as well, but there could be no verbal admissions since her lips pressed against his moments into the act. However long Benihime intended for this kiss to last, Youko extended it with his return by reaching out and grabbing the back of her head with his left hand, holding it there for longer yet.

[Apollymi]

Benihime had already taken a liking to the new position that they were currently engaged in. And if Youko's reaction was anything, she could assume he liked it too. That being said, his words also backed this up, as he returned her banter and mentioned enjoying watching her from this angle as well. Her eyes widened just the same as his compliments still seemed to strike a strange chord within her person. She'd leaned in to kiss this man, and had assumed it wouldn't last very long, but she found herself incapable of pulling back as Youko's left hand was now occupying the back of her head. She resigned herself to his attention and kissed him deeply as her simple raising and lowering evolved as she moved to rocking motions with her hips back and forth to avoid having to move her face too much. 'Sugei, I really could get addicted to this~' the young woman thought, but she couldn't yet share it with the man before her. This modification made it much better for the pair of them to use their mouths but also seemed to rock the bed a great deal more. But at this moment, Benihime didn't seem to care much about the comfort of the guest in her room, she was far too wrapped up in Youko as she soon enough had her right hand in his hair at the back of his neck messaging his hairline, while her left held onto his shoulder. Said hands would tighten as she reached her first peak by her own movements atop his lap, her moans would escape her mouth, but her hips kept moving like she was trying to prolong this feeling.

'Am... I moving?' was a thought held by Hiromi as the bed shook as she laid on top of it. She was practically rocking and might have felt like she was falling if she hadn't suddenly coming into consciousness. She heard, soft moaning, the sounds slipping out of Benihime's mouth as she moved her tongue between herself and Youko. Whatever was thought by Hiromi, she was soon wide eyed watching this pair of individuals continue to go at it, even after she'd joined them. Strangely enough, she didn't remember what happened, but as her hand touched her stomach she found evidence of Youko's emission. She managed to look a bit surprised and more than a little sleepy. 'How could they even... still... be...'

[Bloodedge]

Youko was typically the type to thoroughly enjoy the audible results of his efforts with women. In this case, the sounds emerging from Benihime were the fault of her own movements, but there was a strange appeal to her moans travelling directly into his mouth, rather than the open air. He couldn't tell what it was about this that made him find it pleasant, but there was a certain warmth to the sensation alone. He was starting to believe one of the best choices he'd made this night was holding the woman's head still a bit longer. Earlier, he entertained the threat of having Benihime become addicted to this... and now, he was en route to being in the same scenario.

It was obvious that Youko never cared what sort of impact his sexual endeavors had on others in the vicinity. In this particular case, the impact was causing the Daimyou's wife to stir. Youko was keen to her movements as they happened, and his gaze shifted until he was able to see her actions. He saw her slightly delirious state, and caught on to the moment she found his excrement upon her flesh. A moment later, he was removing his mouth from Benihime's with a sigh of contentment, all so he could speak with the older woman in the room. "Keen to taste?" he asked as if it were a casual "good morning" to the woman. "Or maybe... you could use a bit more attention?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime kept up her movements, seeming to have a very good time. Even the extended kiss seemed to be worthwhile as an endeavor. Soon enough though her moans were let to fly back in the open air and she was free to bounce a bit more in the white haired man's lap, but not before she noticed she was being watched again. She turned her head to the left caught sight of the awakening Hiromi. Youko's speech to the woman was the first to be heard. And Hiromi to her credit seemed to look a bit dazed but answered. "I thought I was dreaming... that you two couldn't possibly still be doing this, but... seeing is believing," she said a yawn escaping her.

"You might have been a bit rough on her, Yokkun~" Benihime said seemingly amused by it. Even so, Benihime made no moves to disembark or invite this woman to join. "Gommennasai Onee-chan, I don't want to share again so soon..." Benihime said as Hiromi stared with the same eyes she'd used to watch this pair. Benihime's statement was absolutely true, though she'd started this endeavor sharing her catch for the day, now that she had Youko's undivided attention, she seemed to gain a bit more focus on their combined pleasure. Especially given that everyone else seemed to fail quite a bit at getting this particular job done. Regardless of this the older woman smiled and rolled off the bed in search of her clothing. Picking up the pieces so rudely discarded from her earlier. "Iie, Hime-chan... I think I'm going to bed. I'm really tired and more than satisfied," she said to the girl who was happily riding the white haired young man. She cut her eyes to him. "You're really a rude boy, but... I suppose I like that. Maybe later..." she said. She had no desire to taste anything which came so directly out of someone's body and she thought that would be obvious without answer. Even so, she'd learned that this pair seemed to have much less restraint about anything than any other people she'd ever encountered. With this she aimed to move towards the door as she dressed herself.

[Bloodedge]

"Hoh?" Much to Youko's surprise, Benihime intervened in a moment of selfishness. She was rather blunt about her intentions not to share the male's attention again at this point. Considering how things were going now compared to how they'd gone before, he couldn't rightly argue. "Selfish, selfish. Am I rubbing off on you in... well, a way that doesn't involve your insides?" he asked slightly in rhetoric. As she prepared to make her way out, Hiromi drew attention to Youko's apparent rudeness, making it apparent that she had no intention of "having a taste" as he put it. A casual glance in her direction ensued, featuring the cheekiest of grins upon the male's face. "No critique then, onna? Shame. Guess I'll see you tomorrow, and we'll try again?" he replied. Youko had already counted this woman among his conquests; he was certain she would be returning for more later. There was virtually no question in his mind after how she'd been speaking earlier, and in fact, he decided to quote her as his attention returned to Benihime. "Every. Fucking. Day~" Immediately following his quote, Youko leaned away from Benihime until his back was against the bed. In doing this, he waited until the moment she rose up on his cock, and quickly thrust his hips upward at full force, if only to illicit some sort of stimulation/reaction from one - or both - of the women present.

[Apollymi]

Benihime's momentary selfishness apparently wouldn't go unnoticed. She bounced on Youko's rod and managed to look a bit abashed palming her own head but constantly moving her hips. "Well... probably!~" she said of the young man rubbing off on her personality a bit instead of just busying himself on her insides. "Taking that as permission to pass blame~" she commented with a red tint on her face. Youko went on to speak with Hiromi as the woman managed to dress in a very disheveled fashion, though she'd still be taking her walk of shame back to the main house. When it was questioned by Youko if he'd be seeing this woman tomorrow she smiled, if she found herself in need of him the next day she'd definitely come back to see him. But... soon after it was brought to her attention something she'd said in the throes of passion. Repeated in Youko's voice as he bounced the redhead in his lap. Doing this served two purposes, the first of which caused a blush to appear on the face of Hiromi, as she realized her own words were being used against her. "Oh, I suppose I said that..." she said as she started backing out. But not without catching the secondary purpose of Youko's movements which caused Benihime to moan aloud with her head back. "Aaaaaaah! Fuck, you really are rude, Yokkun~" the young woman chimed as she finished around the rather sudden movement the man added to her previous movements. "Ja ne, Onee-chan~" she managed bending herself backward and offering the woman a wink before she'd leave, closing the door behind her for this pairs privacy.

[Bloodedge]

"Maybe now that we've opened you up a bit, you'll have even more to say tomorrow, onna. Ja," he spoke to the wife of Ouetsu. Though his focus remained on Benihime, he did catch a glimpse of the expression upon Hiromi's face before she left for the night. Now that she was out of the picture, he could truly offer a hundred percent of his attention to the redhead in his lap. "That was rude? You got off from it! If that's the mark for rudeness, you should be calling me an outright bastard. Actually..." He paused there, mulling over the words that had just left his mouth. A chuckle followed, and with it, he made a decision. "Yeah. Call me that. Call me whatever else you want while you're at it; I'll try out all kinds of new shit today."

[Apollymi]

If Hiromi heard the final words spoken to her by Youko she had no reply for them. Whatever she knew, she knew this pair of teens had successfully broken her out of the shell she'd been in for quite a while and she couldn't be anything but happy about it. Benihime soon had the return of Youko's complete attention and she had to admit she was enjoying it more than anything else. One could even say she was going against her general preference to keep going with Youko. As her hips shook she heard the voice of the man below her and opened up her eyes to look down at him given his words. A grin spread across her face as she continued using her right hand to massage this man's scalp while she leaned into his face. "I don't know if I'd call you a bastard, you seem a bit like an untamed beast, if I'm being honest~" she said as she pecked his lips rather quickly. "Aaaaaah~ But I'll call you whatever you want... I am way too into this right now~" she mentioned as she stopped hopping up and down and simply began moving her hips in small circles. Doing so rubbed her most sensitive place both inside her person and outside and caused a pulsing within her the likes of which she'd never experienced before. When she reached climax this time her head fell back and she moaned her pleasure into the open air.

[Bloodedge]

"Bastard, beast, absolute heartthrob... It's all the same!" he replied. At this rate, he was surprised to be showing many signs of humanity. As a matter of fact, he was only just realizing that he was being so... tame. The realization came only after being referred to as some untamed beast by the redhead; she couldn't have been wronger at this exact moment. Still, Youko felt as if he were relapsing on himself while Benihime gyrated around his shaft. "Huahh... It's your show now; I don't care. Whatever you do, whatever you say, just call me something," he said while reaching up with his left hand again, using it to gently touch the woman's face. "I want to hear that voice of yours when it belongs to me."

[Apollymi]

Youko's reply made Benihime smile. As she came off her most recent flourish it seemed the man had some sort of realization. Benihime had realized before that Youko's nature was just as contradictory as her own at times. He seemed an untamed beast dominating women, marking his territory, making them his in some strange way. But he also had moments of general appreciation, softness, and gentle behavior as if when with her she was the only thing that mattered in the world. Such a moment was on the horizon post her most recent finish, a grunt from Youko would be followed by words about how this show belonged to Benihime. He'd reach up soon his left hand caressing her face as he spoke of only wishing to hear her voice for the time period in which it belonged exclusively to him. "Yokkun~" she moaned the shortened form of his name as she leaned forward and began to bounce just her hips as she allowed them to be chest to chest while she whispered a moaning sentence in to his ear. "Aaaah~ You keep saying things like that to me, and I might end up tame instead~" she moaned as she moved up and down his cock from this horizontal angle, dragging herself along his torso and stimulating both her nipples and her clitoris as she did. This was strangely full of sensations for her, considering she was also filled by Youko's sizeable tool.

[Bloodedge]

When Benihime leaned forward and began speaking into his ear, Youko's right hand found its place gliding along her side to avoid any grasps that would hinder the movements she made. Simply put, he was finding much satisfaction from things as they were now, and he dared not change a single thing. He was all but lost to this new wave of sensations he was receiving from bedding this woman, and for entirely different reasons from the norm, he was already thinking ahead to potential future encounters. The word she chose to refer to Youko as was his name, spoken in a way no other person had ever thought to call him. "Are you sure about that? With a pet name like that, it sounds like you're trying to actually tame me. I might not mind that," he said while basking in the sensation of Benihime's body rubbing against his own on such a great scale as it was. "I haven't said this in years, but... I might hit my limit soon. Just maybe. There's no real telling just yet."

[Apollymi]

While she ground herself horizontally against Youko, Benihime found his hand gliding along her right side. This was one of his more confusing actions, even so, she couldn't say she minded the freedom to continue acting with the acknowledged closeness. After she spoke to him, he questioned her thoughts, pointing out that her own actions seemed to work towards taming him as a person, including the pet name which she'd given him nearer the start of their encounter. Her eyes widened on an upstroke as she looked at him, her heart beat speeding up as she soon enough relaxed back down somehow a bit relieved by the idea that he might not mind being her pet. "Well, I mean if you might not mind..." she seemed to start another statement without finishing it, a strange habit this young woman seemed to have, particularly when she was intending to act instead of speak. Of course, her actions at this point would be her furthering the contact between them, as she raised her right arm as she moved, to cradle this man in a manner similar to how she was being held, as her hand found the back of his head and traced strands of hair across his scalp. This amount of closeness she seemed to enjoy, without any real way of explaining it. If asked... she'd simply have said it felt right, but this of course wasn't actually the topic of conversation. Instead, Youko admitted that he might be pretty close to his limit in this endeavor and it was something he hadn't had to admit in quite some time. A smirk crossed Benihime's face as she leaned hers a bit closer and kissed him under the second mark on his cheek. "You said earlier you wanted me addicted. It's not like addictions are formed in single doses, Yokkun~" Whether this continued right now for hours, or later at separate intervals, didn't really matter to the redhead. Her interactions with this man were strange, and she needed to know what more they had to offer.

[Bloodedge]

True enough, Youko could not immediately claim any opposition to whatever "taming" Benihime did, or did not, intend. Shortly after reaching what seemed to be the same level of relaxation and closeness Youko had so recently found, she began speaking of his earlier mention, regarding a potential addiction on her part. Youko laughed with closed eyes when these words were spoken; there was a single thought crossing his mind at the time. "Those are the words of someone in danger of becoming an addict, you know?" was his response. Of course, there was always the simple matter of Youko's own desire, which - strangely - was telling him to push the limits here and now. If Benihime's words were to be taken as an offer for future encounters of this sort, it did not deter him from a strong willingness to stretch out the current moment. When his eyes opened, he spoke through a toothy grin on this exact topic. "But... how will I make sure you're good and hooked if I don't hit you with the full rush here and now? I'm a very territorial guy, y'know? If you say you don't like men, I give myself a goal to make sure I'm the only exception there will ever be."

[Apollymi]

Benihime was having at the fullness of her motions, and nearing herself to another end, though she didn't seem in any particular rush to get there. In fact, the return of their banter seemed a tiny bit distracting to her, as she cradled this man within her arms and moved her body against his she sighed a response to his first question. "You don't say? Well, I wouldn't know anything about that, but if this is becoming a habit, I can't say I mind~" she chimed a moan falling from her face. Regardless of what she said, she knew full well the quality of this encounter was very different from ones she held normally with other women, and entirely different from anything she'd ever done with another man. But this didn't seem to matter. Her own curiosity had driven her to this action and as she satisfied it, she became more aware that at least in this case it was simply something she desired to do.

It was apparently in Youko's plans to make sure she was good and hooked. When the redhead looked to his face she found a toothy grin and an explanation that he felt himself a territorial individual. At some point during this interaction, he'd given himself a goal to be the only man she'd ever want, because she'd expressed her previous disinterest in men. A chuckle came from her at this statement because somehow she didn't feel like she'd be missing out on much even if she fell into such a trap here and now. "Territorial is a bit of an understatement~" she chimed as her hips kept the same rhythm they'd had for the entirety of this stretch. She'd seen how this man chose to behave with the other women in his life, and could take his statement about his nature at face value, still it didn't really stop her from wanting to do what she was doing right now, nor did it stop the idea that she might want to do it more later. "Aaaaah!~" before she could properly reply to the man below her, her body came to a gentle stop, she couldn't help the overflowing feeling she got from that bit of movement. As she finished she felt her nether spasm around him. She couldn't say she'd finished this much in quite a while, it was a bit refreshing to say the least. "You probably wouldn't know, if you don't go all in. So, I think, if you want to make sure I'm hooked..." she paused meeting his gaze with one of her own which blazed with curiosity and strange determination. "You should do it." she said in one shining moment which brought with it the clarity of the kind of person she was.

[Bloodedge]

"That's how it always starts. You let me know when we're past the habit phase, and you feel like this is something you need." Once again, words spoken by Youko were delivered directly into the face of his red-haired companion. Apparently, Youko had made some sort of understatement in saying he was territorial. Perhaps one day, even Youko himself would realize how far he'd already gone beyond his usual banter with a partner. Whether today would be that day or not, one could only wonder. Regardless of that, another chord was struck. The determined expression upon Benihime's face was accompanied by something of a challenge, or rather... an invitation. If this was the woman's desire, and his as well, what could he do but deliver on an earlier promise? "Well then... Let's go for an overdose," he said in a manner that was surprisingly calm, given his demeanor thus far. Even so, these words emerged from Youko's mouth while his left hand climbed Benihime's back, until reaching and tugging on her hair near the roots at the back of her head. He had officially made a decision. No matter how long this night lasted, and no matter how many times he was brought to his own end at the hands of the red-haired Kunoichi, he would find success and ecstasy alike. It would be this decision that carried the pair into the wee hours of the morning, where the rising sun would see their tale of misconduct unfold.

[Apollymi]

A grin passed Benihime's face when the man mentioned he'd like to know when they were past the habit phase. She was quite certain if this turned out to be something she needed, he would indeed be the first to know. Of course, this didn't change the fact that the pair of them were exchanging sentences still like two people very certain of each other. Given the fact that she'd attacked him mere hours before she was a bit surprised she could feel so relaxed in his presence, most people didn't gain this level of familiarity from the young woman for quite a long time to come. Whatever the case, it seemed her challenge to him was accepted like an invitation and offered an overdose instead. "I can't say no to that~" she chimed, her hair was pulled once more and the man with her was surprising calm. Much like the earlier point in this interaction when he'd gone back to a more reserved state.

Whatever the case, she resigned herself to his attention for quite a long time to follow, as the sun rose over the horizon she caught sight of the rays and smirked. "Oooh~ Sun's up!~" she chimed. For as long as they'd been doing this, she thought the man would have tired himself out. She was beyond energized, but even she figured they would have found their limit before this point. At this point, they'd changed venues a bit, and found themselves in the large bathroom of their guest house. Currently within the deeper of the bathtubs, which was full of warm water being shared by the pair of them. This time the young woman was atop this man's lap as he sat in the bath facing away from him and enjoying the angle and the feeling of the water splashing against her person.

[Bloodedge]

Several hours into the shared activities of these two, Youko sat within a deep bathtub of warm water, not for the pure sake of cleaning himself, but for further enjoyment of the already long-standing sexual endeavor. Ripples and waves crashed against the porcelain walls of the tub as Benihime straddled the man backwards, providing an angle that gave her a view of the sunrise through a window, and him a view of her entire backside surrounded by a golden glow provided by the sun. When Benihime spoke of the sunrise, Youko - from his seemingly relaxing seating arrangement - looked up at the back of her head to take in a totally different view. What he saw was the redness of her hair, with the halo effect given by the sun's rays peering through the window. "Hm. So it is. A crimson dawn... go figure," he said, simply to offer commentary from his own perspective. Even though this particular position offered Youko a hefty amount of relief, as it were, there was truly not much time left - relative to the amount of time they had already spent this way. With this in mind, he paid heed to how they were now, and chuckled. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. I should tell you now: If you're going to keep this up, I do have some juice left to go for a little longer... but I will certainly put a baby in you."

[Apollymi]

Benihime kept up her movements, the sun's rays beginning to warm her face as her hips continued to move in this man's lap. She was indeed having quite a good time of this, even so, the mention of the crimson dawn made the young woman's brow raise in confusion, if only for a moment before she realized that the angle this young man had was very different from her own. Something about the statement struck a strange chord within her being, her earlier distraction about this man's person aside, he'd yet to say something she didn't like or agree with. Hell, she even enjoyed his cheeky commentary and dominating bedroom demeanor. Regardless of this she was rather close to her next peak and would reach it as Youko spoke about his own limit nearing. A moan fell from her mouth and her hips came to a halt and she exhaled. "Aaaaaaah!~" that relief along with the tightening of her nether would come with something to be said about Youko's impending end. "Well, that was a little for me~" she chimed looking back at this man over her shoulder. "But, if you're pretty close we can do what you want to finish it out. Though you're growing on me, I'd rather not have you put babies in me, I've got no maternal instinct~" she mentioned as if it was the most normal thing in the world. One could choose to note that she'd used the plural of baby in that sentence or it could be looked over, though she had a very specific reason for saying it that way, it really didn't matter in the moment. She'd leave their switch in positioning up to Youko from this point further, allowing the man to use her to help push him towards a finish for their hours long activity.

[Bloodedge]

"Was it?" he asked when Benihime noted that this shift was, in some way, spawned out of selfishness. "Well, for what it's worth... it was still a lot for me." Through these words, Youko unknowingly unveiled a level of comfort he'd not experienced in some years. In fact, it would be more accurate to say he'd never felt so relaxed as this with another person. Benihime's use of the word "babies" over "baby" was strange indeed, but Youko thought nothing of it. Perhaps this was just a simple matter of her thinking toward future encounters, which only fed into his earlier intentions. Whatever the case, an offer was given to end this encounter in whatever way he desired, as to not impregnate the Kunoichi. If he was being honest, Youko could only think of one thing at present. "If it's my choice, then... keep doing that thing you've been doing for you. Don't worry; I'll manage before it's all over."

[Apollymi]

Youko seemed to be taking pretty well the idea that this young kunoichi had acted a bit selfishly in her choice of positioning. Whatever the case, as the conversation progressed, he seemed to be a great deal at ease. Much like immediately after walking into her room to discover that she'd bed him. She might have found this odd, but she was quite comfortable herself. And she managed to only have her eyes widen at the mention that though this position was done in a bit of selfishness he'd enjoyed it a bit as well. Perhaps a bit more than just a bit, as he mentioned that she could keep going in this way, and that he'd still manage not to impregnate her in the process. A wicked grin spread across the young woman's face, "Sugei!~" she exclaimed as her hips began to move again and she peeked over her left shoulder at him. This time there was a bit of force to her movements as she continued on towards their end. "That's pretty generous of you, Yokkun!~" she moaned as she arched her back just a bit more, shifting her upper body in a minor act of contortion to kiss him on the lips. There was no strain to her while continued towards an ever faster ride of this young man. It was like her pacing would increase just a bit, as she enjoyed the friction of her movements against him and the water as it splashed against her skin.

[Bloodedge]

"Is it? I wanted to call it a gamble," said Youko in response to the statement regarding his "generosity" as it were. As Benihime returned to her previous movements, Youko went on to explain this gamble he spoke of. "If I'm being perfectly honest..." he started, only to pause as a grunt and deep exhale broke his train of thought for a moment. When he was capable of returning to proper vocalization, another brief interruption occurred - this one by the fault of Benihime's strange contortion, which left them lip-locked until Youko freed himself just enough to speak. "Huh... I only halfway trust my own ability to stop before I spread my load all over your insides. If I didn't think I'd probably regret it later, I wouldn't care, either."

[Apollymi]

A smirk spread across Benihime's face as Youko explained that what he was actually doing was more of a gamble than anything else. She couldn't help but find this man more than the normal amount of amusing. "Yare yare, that is a startling amount of honesty~" the young woman managed as she continued to move in spite of the fact that this young man had already declared a lack of full faith in his self control. Still there was something driving this redhead's movements and as she allowed her body to continue this strange contortion she smiled in this man's face. "I don't think I know how to take that... but I suppose I appreciate it~" she chimed before she continued her work in earnest, the movements of her hips coming faster and faster, until ultimately she could no longer deny the pulsing feeling of her loins. Her nether tightened massively as she reached an orgasm she never thought she'd know before this moment. It was nearly blinding as her breath left her body in an excited exhale which surprisingly contained the name of the man she was with, in its pet form. "YOKKUN!~"

[Bloodedge]

"Go figure. You're not sure how to take something, I'm not sure how to give something. We'll just figure everything out all at once. Let's just hope you appreciate that, too," he replied. Benihime's movements were in no way slowing at this point; in fact, they seemed to hasten over time as she built toward her own climax. The redhead's flourish was audible through the calling of her chosen name for the ronin. The sound of her voice in this moment, the feeling in his own loins, and even the view he received of the woman's backside as waves of warm water splashed against her, all contributed to a rapidly-building sensation deep in the core of Youko. Soon enough, he was grabbing Benihime by the bottom of her torso with his full arm, pushing forward with full intentions of leaning her over the tub they shared. From this angle, he plunged into her nether as he'd done at an earlier point in this encounter, thrusting forward until one final, mighty push saw to it that his pelvis slammed against the redhead's rear end. His mind had blanked several moments prior, so this final thrust was also the final thrust, ending in a series of pulses through his cock which heralded his explosive and bountiful finish within Benihime's core.

[Apollymi]

At the apex of her motions the redhead managed to move once more, not that it seemed necessary. Soon enough the white haired ronin was moving her as well, bending her over the edge of the tub and further plunging into her nether. She'd heard his earlier words and was made further curious by them, she wondered how he would finish their current bout. She was supplied with the answer in the form of a mighty thrust forward which made the man stop against her, the feeling was enough to make her hiccup, but beyond this there was the sensation of his throbbing dick within her as he came to his own finish. She felt a very strange and new sensation then, as she was filled by this man's ejaculate. Her eyes widened as she was accosted by this warming sensation within, one which made her own body react in earnest and allow the continued wave of her current flourish to wash over her person. "Sugei!~ It's so warm!~" she'd never in her life felt anything like this before and though they'd previously agreed to not take this encounter this far, she could hardly complain given how her own body reacted to this. The seizure of her womanhood would stop at some point and her body would come to rest, eventually as her heart thudded in her chest and her head swam with warm and dizzying feeling.

[Bloodedge]

The pumping release of Youko's finish seemed to have its own agenda, as it refused to stop its continuous, hiccuping out-pour for a longer period of time than Youko had ever imagined possible. All the while, he found himself unable to withdraw, even subconsciously attempting to push forward even more with each pump. It wasn't long before Youko's cock was coated in a mixture of its own fluids and Benihime's while still inside the woman. Only when the volcanic orgasm of the ronin came to an end did he find himself able to push away from the redhead, leaving the remainder of his excrement to leak from the loins of both parties as he stumbled back. "Huu... huu... Not exactly what I was expecting," he said, seeming ever the more calm than he had been in any previous moment.

[Apollymi]

Youko's end seemed to be quite continuous, enough that it leaked from between the pair of them after he finally stopped pushing forward. A smirk came to this young woman's face. And it took a few thundering seconds for her head to clear enough for her to hear his words. All the while her inner most part twitched slightly at the sensation of the man withdrawing from her. She'd honestly never felt anything like this before this moment, and couldn't say she actually minded it, aside from the possible consequences. And those consequences were far from the front of her mind. In fact, it might be more accurate to say she enjoyed it, as much as her casual tasting of this man in the hours prior to this one. "I wasn't expecting it. You weren't expecting it, it seems both get to be surprised today~" the redhead chimed. If she was upset at all, she couldn't find it within herself to express it. Instead she managed to lean forward and release the flow of water from the tub, and after a few moments she even managed to settle in beside this man in the now emptying tub.

Benihime sought pleasure from her partners in various ways all the time. But never did she feel more satisfied than she did at this moment. It was as if her state of contentment matched Youko's in some way. She felt calm, filled and oddly relaxed. Though she'd never felt this level of intensity with anyone else, she doubted she would have felt the same way even if she had. 'I wonder if I was missing out on this,' she wondered experiencing the sensation of Youko's semen leaking from between her folds and it giving her tingles as she settled back into the tub. Her legs weren't feeling the movement from this space immediately, as such she relaxed in place content to allow her eyes to close gently regardless of the actions of the ronin with her. She had an empty bed in her room, but that was too far away, considering the level of satisfaction she now felt.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, you don't seem all too disappointed, so I guess we're golden," Youko said through labored breaths, which were steadily returning to their normal state. Over time, he found himself relaxing into the tub they shared, gazing upon the naked - and now tainted - form of the kunoichi before him. He somehow became lost in the moment, and the next thing he knew, he was waking to the setting sun...

When he finally gathered himself, Youko cleaned up properly to begin his duties of the day. This led him into the main building, where the time of day dictated that he show himself in the dining hall. Lo and behold, dinner time was upon the Daimyou's family. Youko entered the room where the nobles were to be seated, all while being stared down by Tokudaiji Ouetsu himself. "You walk a thin line, Katsuhara. We've not heard from you all day! What if my daughter was attacked!?" the man asked in an apparent outrage. Youko, with a sigh, replied in kind. "Maybe, Toku-jii, someone did come to attack. Let's just entertain the thought that I was fending off assailants all day, yeah?" he asked in rhetoric.

[Apollymi]

"Golden, huh? Sounds about right, you don't seem disappointed either, Yokkun~" Benihime mentioned as a small yawn escaped her. She hadn't felt properly tired in quite some time. Even so, she allowed herself to rest a bit enjoying the feeling of this man's body beside hers for quite a while longer than was generally necessary for the kind of fleeting interactions she was used to. Irrespective of this, after a healthy bit of sleep, she woke up a while before Youko, exiting the bathroom and preparing for something else. Her physical needs met, she had a job to do, and since she'd gotten a bit of rest she decided the best way to handle this was to cover all bases at once. After getting properly cleaned up she dressed and in her room created a total of three shadow clones. Looking at three versions of herself she assigned herself tasks. All of which would be properly underway by the time Youko made his way to the dining room in the evening.

Here before the Daimyo at the table which was set for nobility was also his daughter. The young woman was dressed in her usual manner and sitting to her father's left hand side a ways down the table. "Otou-sama, please don't be mean to Youko. He's always doing his job," she said knowing full well as long as the man was around she wasn't in any danger. She did wish at the very least, Youko wouldn't always provoke her father into chastising him in such a way. He was making it rather difficult for the girl to convince her father to allow their marriage, but she'd get her way in the end, or so she believed. Surprisingly enough also seated opposite Ouetsu for the first time since being here was his wife, Hiromi. This woman seemed no worse for wear and was all but ready to start the festivities. She normally didn't bother with such things, but her mood and that of her daughter seemed to be greatly improved. So much so, that she'd come down for dinner, instead of having it served in her private quarters. Strangely, Benihime was also here, seemingly because this was where one had to be during this time, for reasons she'd yet to understand. Even so, she did her duty, and made an appearance cutting her eyes to Youko, but saying nothing.

Beyond the point of her appearance in the dining room, another Benihime was busying herself, in Ouetsu's private study. Knowing the Daimyou was busy at dinner. As she had all day and some sleep to consider the Daimyou she realized both, why she was unnerved by him a bit, and the problems she had with the previous assassination attempt which she'd stopped personally. 'Ara, let's find out what he knows about me...' she said as she perused the paper work on his desk and came to her own file among the paperwork. As her eyes scanned the page, she found that he knew nothing of her status as Jinchuuriki and only of her jobs and abilities of protecting others and general assassin work for lower tier clients. He had no real idea of the depths of her skills and she looked on paper as an average jounin, experienced, but not necessarily highly skilled. She smirked reading over this material which barely touched upon any of her real skills, all while one of her observed the dysfunction which was dinner in the Daimyou's Estate.

[Bloodedge]

"See, Toku-jii?" Youko said as a follow-up to Kazumi's statement. "Even when I'm not in plain sight, I'm always... doing something," he concluded. As he walked around to take his place standing behind Kazumi's chair, his eyes fell upon the red-haired Kunoichi in the room briefly. A moment of eye contact ensued, but it was strange to note that he'd sensed the woman's Chakra elsewhere in the house. It had been so recently that even her teleportation technique would not have seen her out of place and into a resting position so quickly, but... that was neither here nor there. Whatever the case was, Youko figured he would find out anything he ever actually needed to know. For now, there was the simple matter of the ongoing dinner meeting which - for the first time since Youko had been working with this family - involved a somewhat rejuvenated Hiromi. Once he was properly positioned behind his charge, Youko took up a relaxed posture and stared down the older woman with all the smugness from their first encounter painting his visage. 'Hoh? What a time to join the dinner table...' he thought. Meanwhile, Ouetsu calmed his own fury long enough to look toward Benihime, as if to portray additional distaste for the ronin's ways through glances alone.

[Apollymi]

Youko's words to his employer made Benihime's eyes widen. It took everything she had to stifle a chuckle and look completely unfazed by the time Ouetsu was looking towards her. This old man's eyes burned with great fury as he calmed himself. It was more than apparent by his words and actions that he didn't appreciate the ronin's attitude. If Benihime had any question of this, it was more than obvious by that look of distaste on the man's face. Benihime was more than used to this look, but given her own actions it was usually aimed at her. 'Yare yare, he really doesn't like you very much,' she thought. But her eyes betrayed nothing of her thoughts. She simply waited for an order or whatever was to come. She also noted the addition of a certain woman to the dinner table, who was now getting all of the eyes of Youko from behind his charge. Hiromi to her credit looked up and found his eyes on her, and when she shifted her gaze towards her husband, she found the eyes of Benihime as well. 'They are both looking at me... so hard,' she seemed ever so slightly distressed and a bemused expression spread over the face to the Jounin as she considered this seating arrangement. 'I wonder why they sit so far apart. How do they talk with this much distance between them?' she questioned. The young woman herself was used to dinner being a hassle. Hands, bodies, plates, and bowls every where, while children screamed and ran around. This version of her thoughtfully considered the strangeness of this family, even for nobles.

Meanwhile, the other version of the Jounin continued to look around Ouetsu's office. Everything went exactly back into its place, but she came across several things as she looked through the papers here. Properties in transfer to a different family in the area. Gathering places, rallies, times and dates for events she couldn't even begin to piece together. 'What kind of thing are you up to Ouetsu?' she wondered. She'd never seen a legitimate Daimyou so concerned with state affairs. She'd done several of these jobs and most had underlings to handle the day to day. The Daimyou here, seemed to have his hand in everything, and several of his documented purchases and property transfers only made sense if he had another child. 'I guess... I should keep looking...' mused the young woman as she headed towards a different stack of documents, this one about an organization which was being funded by the Daimyou himself. As well as the letters which he sent out to various places requesting high level jounin for his service. Benihime's brow rose as she tried to figure out why this man needed ninja if he had samurai at his disposal. As there were also other documents which procured a great number of extra samurai from the Land of Iron, specifically young men with combat experience.

[Bloodedge]

"Business as usual, I guess. Kazumi is no different, but she's used to the things that happened last night. I wonder how Lady Toku is going to behave... and that kunoichi,' Youko thought. All in all, the previous night had taken a few very interesting turns from the original plan, and it left Youko with a pair of new experiences. Of course, one particular experience served him better than the others - both new and old - but he knew not to let himself get too attached to anything on the path he'd chosen in life. While he was here, though, he planned to take full advantage of everything he had access to, and Ouetsu's wife seemed to be making herself more easily accessible after the previous night. With these thoughts going through his mind, Youko remained steadfast in his position as guard to Kazumi, while servants from the kitchen began carting in parts of the family's dinner for this night.

[Apollymi]

Benihime continued to watch the table impassively, even as servants began wandering in with carts of food to serve the family before them. While the lady of the house, tried to avoid moments of unnecessary eye contact with either of these young people given her own behavior the night before, Benihime watched the servants. She had a very strange experience the previous night and found herself watching as servants brought in the food. She was looking for any sign of attraction to the male population in general, but to no avail. 'Nope, none of these guys are even remotely attractive. I don't really know what came over me. I was thinking, maybe... just maybe, I might be into guys... but no,' she paused a bit distracted. 'Definitely still into girls...' she mused as one of the female kitchen staff made an appearance before her to serve Ouetsu, which garnered a bit of an extra glance to those darling green eyes and ample bosom. When she was done looking her gaze moved towards Youko, by virtue of watching this woman move, with him in her sights she thought about it more. 'I'd still go again though... weird,' she thought. Normally after having a satisfactory interaction with any individual she cleared herself to do something or rather someone else. At this stage she didn't feel like she was ready to move on yet, in spite of the fact that she'd finished the early morning satisfied beyond what was her norm. 'I might have to talk to her about this... I feel weird,' she thought without thinking about who 'her' was. All the same she continued to guard her charge, while he and his family had their meal. Even with his wife trying hard to avoid eye contact she couldn't help but feel like someone was watching her.

Meanwhile, the more information the Benihime within the study received the more confused she became. It seemed like the Land of Silence had a lot of money coming in presently. It was stunning really, the economic upsurge was impressive given that they had no real market except Samurai. What was more, the files of multiple shinobi from several different mainland places were found, but nothing about what happened to them. The redhead soon enough knew, she'd have to go out looking a bit more functionally, and after double checking to make sure not a single page or paper was out of place her body vanished in a puff of smoke. The information she'd gleaned from her romp around the house was then transfered to the two remaining versions of herself, which would leave the one currently observing dinner more than a bit stunned, but at 50 percent of her usual power. 'Yare yare, Machi this mission is almost more than S-rank...' she thought of her secondary reason for being here. She was almost on two S-rank missions by virtue of what she was currently thinking she might end up having to do. But mostly that would depend on what her other clone found out. This one... could be seen walking about the main area of the town. Having moved into the city type area to begin speaking with shop owners and merchants making peaceful conversation as she tried to find out what happened to the other Shinobi who'd come here.

[Bloodedge]

"At least one person I pay here has some damn manners. Suzukou, maybe you would be interested in an extra job?" spoke the Daimyou. In response to these words, Youko broke his gaze toward Hiromi, sending it in Ouetsu's direction only for the sake of granting a retort. "You get what you pay for, Toku-jii... and you don't pay me at all." This rebuttal garnered a scoff from the elderly male. He took these words as an amount of disrespect no individual had ever brought before him. "Silence, boy! You were paid in the skills you were given in the Land of Iron! You still draw payment in the form of my kindness for allowing a whelp like yourself to be in the company of my daughter, and even my wife now that she shows herself at this table!"

"Oh, how could I forget!? What a rude boy I've been," Youko said, turning his attention back to Hiromi whilst bowing. It seemed he didn't care much for the words of Ouetsu, but he thought to spite the man by speaking the following to the lady of the house. "What a pleasure it is to meet you, Tokudaiji-dono. Please, allow me to officially extend all of my services to you. Rest assured, I will spare no... pleasantries, so long as you are accepting of my offer," he said, raising his head enough to wink at the woman outside of Ouetsu's field of vision.

[Apollymi]

Benihime had busied herself watching the moving bodies of the servant and deciding that this green eyed kitchen woman would likely be on her list of people to chat with a bit later. But before she could even properly cement this as an idea, her eyes widened, why Ouetsu felt the need to bring her into his rage against Youko, she could only hazard a guess at. 'I wonder if he is trying to pit us against each other... how much should I play along with such a thing?' she wondered but aloud she had something entirely different to say. "How nice of you to think of me, Tokudaiji-sama. If you have an extra job for me, just let me know, at your leisure~" the young woman responded seeming not to care one way or another, but thinking it would be for the best if this man suspected nothing of her other dealings around. The redhead found it odd that the Daimyou thought to mention her directly in such a space, but figured it was likely just to press Youko's buttons, something she noticed he did an awful lot.

That being said, it seemed Youko had plenty of sass left for the Daimyou, in particular he sought to use the man's wife and though to most his words would likely just seem a bit respectful, all the women in the room knew he was flirting in an outrageous manner. This was an especially telling sign to Benihime and Hiromi as the white haired man used the words this woman had spoken to him upon her exit from the redhead's room in the wee hours of the morning. 'Ara, I thought he was an outrageous flirt on purpose, but it's almost like he can't help himself~' Benihime thought a knowing smirk spreading across her face. Hiromi to her credit managed to suppress the surprise in her face. Obviously, she was quite used to these formal affairs and being greeted this way by servants of all sorts, the only difference in this moment, being that she knew the servant in question rather intimately. A blush came to this older woman's face as she turned her head after catching view of his wink and processed his words. "You've hardly been rude at all. There isn't any need to fuss over me," she said. All the while Kazumi looked at her mother with narrowed eyes. She recognized Youko to be flirting, but her mother's reaction to it, was quite unusual for a married woman. The young girl became huffy at her plate and honestly seemed a bit jealous. Benihime watched this young woman's reaction, but couldn't really place it. She didn't have enough time around this young woman to know what her angle was, and wondered if she was a bit more attached to the attention of the white haired man than he was aware of. "Also it's nice to see both of you, Onee-chan, Kazumi-chan,~" she mentioned with the same bit of respectfulness she always had, but being rather obvious that she'd already met both of these women as she knew it would be no problem, given Ouetsu's obvious favoritism of her.

While dinner carried on in hilarious fashion, the other half of Benihime's person in the form of a shadow clone, found herself talking to a shop owner who was apparently selling scrolls and other such items. Benihime bought them without care, but recognized some of the materials as ones belonging to various other ninja villages not her own. Special markings denoted this, but she could only tell that because of her own affiliation. "Onee-chan has such a good stock, I figured I'd be out of luck looking for things like this in a land without many shinobi around~" the young woman said which made the shop keeper laugh. "Onee-chan? What a sweet girl, actually we have a lot of ninja pass though here, not many hang around though. I can't say I've seen any more than once. Afterwards I started getting pretty regular shipments of things, it's pretty nice, I get a very discounted rate and I get to sell wholesale." the shop keep mentioned which made Benihime smile but her head was currently processing this information in a very negative way. 'Hunter-nin gear, scrolls from the Konoha, weapons made in Iwa... every other ninja that has passed through this place has died, had their gear stripped and it's being sold to the next person to visit. This is getting really suspicious...' she thought, but she didn't do anything else. Instead she smiled at the shop owner and nodded. "Arigatou Onee-chan~ I'll be back to restock sometime, and maybe, we could watch the sunset together next time?" she posed the question which made the woman blush but then left without a bit of fuss. A few seconds later she was hidden behind a building sealing the evidence away within a scroll and which linked to the ones she'd so recently created which would leave the materials within her bedroom before this version of her also disappeared in a cloud of smoke. This would of course return the woman within the Daimyou's Palace to her full strength.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh no, I insist!" Youko demanded in response to Hiromi. "A whelp such as myself should show the proper respect, especially to the lady of the house. Please, accept my most humble apology. I only hope you will now allow me to be of service to you, just as I have been of service to your lovely daughter. It is the only way I can think to truly repay the debt I owe for Toku-jii letting me draw breath on a daily basis." These words spoken by Youko were a direct affront to Ouetsu in many ways, and many of those ways were completely lost to the Daimyou himself. Still, he took great offense to the way Youko spoke, yet he was inattentive enough to his wife to have her reactions go unseen... for the most part. Hiromi was behaving quite oddly for these interactions with a stranger, whom he had nary a positive thing to say about, but more importantly at the moment was the blatant disrespect this boy offered. "I will tolerate no more of this. Katsuhara, if not for my daughter's favor, I'd have seen you executed ages ago! No longer will I tolerate this speech of yours interrupting my family's dinner! Any more of this, and Suzukou will have your job soon enough!"

[Apollymi]

Benihime received the full breadth of information discovered by her clone, and stood behind the Daimyou pinching her nose with her index and forefinger and she processed it. She knew for certain at least one thing was very wrong within this place and that all of the comrades she'd come to check up on, were officially to be moved to a list of deceased individuals instead of the missing-in-action roster they were currently part of. Still there was much to process and put together, all while she witnessed the travesty which was this very strange dinner. 'Ugh, multiple countries' shinobi all dead. Daimyou still requesting more. A country in the middle of an economic boom with no explanation as to why. A leader who is clearly too involved in state affairs, placating his daughter, and ignoring his wife. What is likely a bastard child somewhere out in the city, and... someone who is trying to set me up against this guy I probably shouldn't actually be fighting ever,' she thought absently her hand moving from the bridge of her nose to the back of her head. She wished to pace and continue thinking, but couldn't given the current situation. This was turning out to be a lot more work than she'd initially intended to do. That being said, she supposed she was doing solid favors for multiple countries looking into this matter.

Beyond all this, there was Youko, still speaking to the Daimyou's wife, and once again using someone's words against them, but this time it was the words of the Daimyou himself which got tossed into the general speech. The wife of the Daimyou looked towards the young man with wide eyes and wondered how he managed to get away with such impudence all the time. "If you insist, it would be quite rude otherwise," she said towards Youko before aiming to placate her husband more than a little. "Dear he doesn't seem terribly rude to me, though I understand your need for less speech at dinner..." she managed looking towards the redhead after speaking. "Also, it is nice to see you as well, Hime-chan," she said speaking to the young girl with a level of familiarity which made the woman's daughter look at her with her brows drawn together. "Okaa-san, I didn't know you bothered speaking to anyone anymore. Much less someone Otou-sama hired as a guard," she managed still seeming quite fussy as she picked over her food. This young girl's attitude towards Benihime had gotten no lighter, still she managed a nod in the girl's direction which she supposed was about what she could expect given the man at the table had just threatened to remove her favorite guard from her service. "While preparing for her duties around here, Hime-chan happened upon me and was kind enough to introduce herself," she said as if it was the clearest point in the world. "It isn't my fault you seem to require your own guards attention so much that he's rarely seen by anyone else..." the woman mentioned which made her daughter narrow her eyes. Suddenly this dinner had become rather tense as if hidden sparks were flying between mother and daughter. 'Hm, does Kazumi know, or is she just mad because Yokkun was being... flirty?' Benihime managed to wonder. She now fully understood why the white haired man had advised against too much time spent within this dwelling. Some kind of strange not obvious argument seemed to be on the horizon between mother and daughter.

[Bloodedge]

"Ahh gomen, gomen! I'd hate to be replaced in a job that doesn't pay me at all. Give it up, Toku-jii! I'm sworn to this, and I'd see the end of your orders a lot sooner than you'd manage to have my head," he said with blatant disregard to whatever abilities Ouetsu had to deal with him. Ouetsu himself grimaced into his plate, finding Youko to be more unbearable by the moment, but knowing deep within the recesses of his own mind that he could not do away with the ronin so easily. It was for this fact, as well as the fact that he'd never hear the end of it from his daughter, that Ouetsu had yet to eliminate the white-haired male. Regardless of Ouetsu's issues, Youko was quite entertained by the goings-on. There seemed to be a very hefty amount of tension in the room from this family's women, and Youko didn't yet know whether to blame the nature of Kazumi, or the brief change in Hiromi's lifestyle. Perhaps he would be able to find out for certain which thing was the cause of this, or maybe both were true. Whatever the case, he felt as if a full-fledged argument was not far away. "Well then..." he interjected, clearing his throat between clauses. "Speaking of attention, I think it's about time I stepped out and did my part to secure the area. Is taking some of the workload off your own personal hire enough for me to keep my precious job, Toku-jii?" Youko offered this query as he walked toward the exit of the room, but no answer came from Ouetsu. No, instead he allowed the white-haired lad to exit the dining hall of his own volition, thinking it best to avoid further discussion altogether.

[Apollymi]

The raised tension level in this room had the redhead staring with an impassive face. She found herself rubbing the back of her head and struggling against her desire to move and pace. The out she would have taken to this madness was soon enough captured by Youko himself who seemed to think it would be some great favor to her to take over the shift of securing the area which she would have taken. Beyond all this Tokudaiji didn't seem to stop the young man. So it seemed the redhead was stuck for now. "Arigatou~" she said to the man who moved out of this place, choosing to forego the use of his pet name before his charge lest the young woman's fury become redirected at Benihime in this moment.

Mother and daughter seemed to be staring at each other across the table. "Okaa-san, no one asked you to come down for dinner... nor did I ask how I should be treating my guard. Ugh, you infuriate me sometimes..." said the girl which made Benihime's eyes widen. Still the redhead wished to shrink down further and found this conversation to be strange to her in many ways. As someone who didn't get along with her own mother, she could kind of understand why the teen was upset, even so, Benihime was just respectful enough that she never truly went off on her mother until the woman gave her reason to. 'Yare yare, how spoiled is this girl?' wondered Benihime. Still, Kazumi continued to eat as if nothing was wrong and instead, it was Hiromi who pushed her plate away and frowned. "I hope you're happy Kazumi, you've turned into a real brat. And absolutely ruined my appetite," mentioned the elder woman who was in Benihime's opinion well worth appraising even right now. "I'll leave, but you should consider how your selfishness will play out for you, girl." she said and with that the woman of the house got up and left. As well. Benihime was left in this room with just the Daimyou and his daughter and she'd start speaking, but it had nothing to do with her mother. "Otou-sama, why do you always provoke him like that? He tries to be nice you could meet him half way considering..." she said seemingly able to switch to negotiations within just a few seconds of doing something exceedingly crude to get her way. Benihime's eyes widened but she said nothing. She waited until she was dismissed, as it appeared the girl's pause denoted she wanted the redhead to leave the room as well. "Hm? Private conversation then? Tokudaiji-sama would you like me to leave as well?" she asked of the man whom she actually worked for. Given he'd stopped eating she could only wonder if the man was also at a complete loss at this point.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed Ouetsu had nothing to say regarding the squabble between his wife and daughter. At the very least, the departure of Youko allowed him to comfortably return to his meal, though not long before his wife excused herself as well. It did not matter to him how they spoke to one another, nor how they reacted on an individual level. As far as he was concerned, one of them leaving the table only put an end to the noise they were producing as a unit. Since his daughter remained, however, he was soon accosted with another matter regarding Youko. "The boy tries to do nothing but irk me, Kazumi! Never will I stand for such blatant disrespect; I have worked far too long to become what I am today. You would do well to learn that lesson, too," he said while ramming his fork into a cut of steak, intending to have at it after his response was given to his own personal guard. "Iia. That scum boy is gone, but I'll not have both guards away from me. You will stay."

Meanwhile, the departing Hiromi was soon to learn that Youko had not traveled far upon his own leave of the dining hall. The very moment the door closed behind her, Youko was at the woman's fore with a hand pressed against the door frame. From only a breath away from Hiromi's face, he began sharing words with her. "So, you couldn't take much more of it either, huh? I figured the two of you would come to blows soon, but I didn't expect one of you to just leave like this. Or... maybe you left for another reason?"

[Apollymi]

"Otou-sama! You're being unreasonable!" the girl exclaimed as her fork stopped moving and she looked up at the man with impunity. It seemed that she felt safe enough from her father's wrath to continue their conversation, and Benihime, much to her own dissatisfaction, wasn't allowed to leave as Youko had already left. "As you like, Tokudaiji-sama." she mentioned, though internally she was cursing the wanderer for his ability to create a quick escape. She also mentally made a note to herself to keep a clone for these sorts of time, lest she truly be unable to catch a break from these people at any point in time. Regardless of this Kazumi's father seemed like he wouldn't dismiss his secondary guard leaving his daughter to explain herself, making the assumption that the man trusted this one enough that she could speak freely in front of her. "Otou-sama, you can't call him scum, I told you I want to marry him, and you won't let me. And you keep setting up these situations to make both of you mad. It's not even fair!" the girl said pouting. Benihime for her all of her experience hadn't expected the words uttered by the young girl and couldn't suppress the shocked expression which came to her face. Suddenly a mirade of the young girl's behaviors made much more sense, but some of them were still not making sense. 'I wonder of Yokkun knows that...' she wondered, knowing that the man and the Daimyou's wife were both gone, she could only figure he had done what she would have, and pursed the lady of the house instead of actually doing his duties. She didn't care much about this, she simply wished she wasn't stuck in the middle of the most awkward family dinner she'd ever come upon in her life.

Meanwhile right outside the dining room entrance, Hiromi was being accosted by the wanderer who hadn't gone far from his original post. It seemed he had words to share with her, from a proximity so close it made her heart thud within her chest. She took a breath as she shifted her glance to avoid the rather intense eye contact she knew she was sure to find if she looked. "Actually, I left because that child is always a brat and her father does nothing about it. Besides that level of bratty behavior was shown exclusively because you decided to flirt with me to piss off my husband. You don't know when to quit do you?" she asked of the young boy before her. Even so she couldn't deny that he was incredibly close and she was quite aroused by the idea of having him now knowing it would be a rather easy way to proverbially stick it to both her husband and her spoiled daughter. One of whom failed to notice the obvious flirting with his wife in spite of the words spoken directly, and the other who managed to be more upset that it wasn't her receiving the attention.

[Bloodedge]

"And I told you, not while I live! That boy will have no hand in my years of work, building this country from nothing more than ideals! If you were to wed some trash like that boy, all of my work was for naught!" If it were at all possible, Ouetsu rather angrily chomped into the piece of steak upon his fork, driving his teeth into it repeatedly, until there was no toughness left to it. In this precise moment, he somewhat wished it had been Kazumi to leave the room, not Hiromi. On the other hand, he was glad it worked out how it did, as he still disliked the idea of Kazumi being alone with the ronin. Little did he know...

In the meantime, Youko received Hiromi's response. He did not fail to notice her gaze was away from him, but he was not deterred by something so trivial. In fact, he saw this action not as dismissal, but as avoidance in some respect. This made a grin appear on his face as his free hand rose to touch the cheek of the woman. "So you didn't leave just to come looking for me? That's sad... and, no, I don't know when to quit. You're wrong, though. I wasn't flirting with you to piss Toku-jii off; I can do that by saying hello. I was flirting with you because I was certain you wanted me to. Was I wrong?"

[Apollymi]

"Why does that even matter, it's your work not mine!" the girl was adamant that her father's ideas were lost on her. She wanted Youko and as selfish as that was, she thought it was more ridiculous that her father sought to control her life as an extension of his. Unbeknownst to her, Benihime whole heartedly agreed with this sentiment, and felt at least a little for her plight as a young woman simply trying to find her way in the world. Not that she'd voice that at this point. 'Parents forcing kids to do stuff is horrible. Even so, she talks to people like she doesn't understand the depth of the world. She's sheltered and spoiled and has no idea what the world is actually like. She just found her a man that satisfies her and wants to keep him. Yare, yare... this is making my skin crawl...' the redhead thought though her demeanor remained as absent as it always was, meanwhile the bratty child pushed away her plate. "Well fine! Be that way!" and just like that the girl got up from the table and left the dining room, though the opposite door of the one her mother and Youko were against, as if she intended to travel through the kitchens instead. With her leaving the room, Benihime let go of a breath she hadn't known she'd been holding, this situation was rather stressful and she needed to get far away from it, but couldn't so long as Ouetsu demanded she stay.

And while her daughter pleaded with her father about her desire to wed the ronin, Hiromi was being confronted by that very individual. He spoke on his sadness that she hadn't come out looking for him, though if she thought about it reasonably she knew she probably would have talked herself into doing exactly that if given enough time. "Well... I... uh... actually..." she stumbled over her words as his hand touched her face. "I suppose you aren't wrong..." she said about the flirting. If she was being honest, she'd jumped at the opportunity to be paid attention to, both he and the redhead had managed to give her the sort of attention she craved by way of her absentee husband. "I didn't come looking for you, I might have done later... after talking myself into it, I do that from time to time..." she said, knowing full well she'd talked herself into doing several things in the last 24 hours that she wouldn't have dreamed of before. She found herself being a bit more confident and hazarded a gaze towards this man's face.

[Bloodedge]

"My work will be your business one day!" Ouetsu replied, knowing very well that Kazumi was in line to take up his legacy, should he fail in his endeavors at any point. Of course, there was much more to this than the Daimyou was willing to share, but there would be no future issues if he had his way. Speaking of having one's way, Kazumi did not have hers once more, and thus she left the dining hall through the opposite path of the others. This left him in the room with only his most recent hire, but that was fine as well. "I appreciate your silence, Suzukou, but you are free to speak. Tell me, would you truly be unopposed to some extra work? I may be getting rid of that Katsuhara after all, and I'd rather keep one such as yourself on hand. I don't trust that boy as far as I can throw him..."

The male being spoken of was just about pressed against Hiromi at this very moment. Much to his expectation, she confirmed his suspicions while finally permitting some level of eye contact between them. In that moment, Youko's piercing gaze fell upon the shifting demeanor of this woman, whilst she spoke of talking herself into approaching him. "Hoh? Hell of a thing to have as an occasional activity. What else do you do from time to time, huh? I'm really itching to find out, onna~" he said, closing the distance between himself and Hiromi until his lips virtually brushed against hers during his speech.

[Apollymi]

Ouetsu's words to his daughter made her scoff as she exited. Benihime's sigh of relief wasn't one she'd get to experience without much extra though. As it appeared, the Daimyou of the land had a few words to share with her. Her left brow rose curiously as he mentioned that he might actually have a bit of extra work for her. He even went so far as to mention she could speak freely if she wanted to. She thought about what he had to say, and decided that honesty was the best to go for. "As long as I'm in your service, extra work is fine with me, Tokudaiji-sama..." she said giving a slight pause. "But since I can speak freely, if you are thinking to replace Katsuhara-kun with me, I should tell you that it is already apparent to me that Kazumi-chan doesn't like me very much. And I can't imagine that getting much better if you replace her favorite with me~" she chimed. She'd seen enough of this young girl's attitude to know that she'd likely make the jounin's life a bit hellish while she was here, if Youko was to disappear and she was to replace him. Benihime had many experiences with young women, both familial and otherwise, enough to know that someone who was so keen to get what they want likely wouldn't react well if it was snatched away from her in such a way. Even so, if it would make the redhead's life a bit easier, she might try a different kind of appeal to the girl, it was one of many ideas floating around in the redhead's skull.

While a civil conversation was finally taking place in the dining room. It seemed things were getting a bit uncivilized just outside of it. As Youko and Hiromi were finding themselves in a rather compromising situation rather quickly. He stated that her activity of choice was one which was different, though in not so many words. And his speaking brought him dangerously close to her own face. Lips mere breaths away from her own she in the moment decided not to answer him but instead to press her lips into his. After all, it seemed to be about what he was aiming for given their proximity. 'What on earth am I doing?' this woman questioned herself, but still she couldn't stop herself, and unlike in the library with Benihime there was nothing to interrupt. The Lady Tokudaiji was obviously a bit impulsive or rather had become as such over time and was acting on it, in the face of being introduced to some rather impulsive teens.

[Bloodedge]

"Then she would have to get over that, wouldn't she? If she is unsatisfied, perhaps she will become humble over time. Too long have I spoiled that girl, but she will not have her way this time! Now..." Between clauses, Ouetsu took another bite from his meal. He seemed to have been angered enough to throw some manners out the proverbial window himself, as he next began speaking while still chewing steak. "I'm of the opinion that the boy is involved in these attempts on my life. He would have my daughter's hand in marriage, and just as quickly see me dead so he can take my place for himself. Follow up on that lead, Suzukou. I strongly suggest treating him like one of our enemies, and don't fall for any of that charm he apparently used to reach my daughter."

In the meantime, Youko was having his question met by the mouth of Hiromi, in a more literal sense than such a statement would imply. He had made this approach intending to draw a kiss from the woman, but he expected to initiate moments later. The simple fact that she had done so just now, was something of a surprise... albeit a welcomed one. Youko met this kiss for several seconds, but with him not being one to linger on anything, he used the hand upon Hiromi's face to push her head away just slightly. "How bold of you to do that with your husband and daughter just behind that door, onna. Sadly, that's just one step in the right direction. The way you were acting last night tells me you're willing to take a few more steps than that."

[Apollymi]

'Yare yare, choosing now to be a hard ass to your daughter. Making extra work for me, this is going to be annoying,' thought Benihime as Tokudaiji himself began speaking before even clearing his mouth again. His words went on to more directly advise the young kunoichi against familiarizing herself with Youko. He even claimed that the young man was somehow behind the attempts against his life. Benihime listened to him speak without interrupting though his words didn't sit right in her ears. This man stayed in his employ, she'd seen him move, if he wanted an old man dead, she was pretty sure he could accomplish it directly without much of a problem. Beyond this was all the information she'd gathered today, which let her know that Tokudaiji was far too involved in the politics of his lands and with the strangeness concerning the disappearance of the ninjas who'd come here. She supposed pretending she didn't know this information was for the best. "Hai, I'll look into it if you wish. And there isn't any worry of me being charmed... I prefer women," she let that statement hang in the air. Regardless of what she knew already it seemed the Daimyou was content to make her part of the plan to rid himself of the Ronin already here. She couldn't help but wonder why he didn't simply send the lad back to the mainland if he didn't want him here, but she figured all of this would become obvious at some point in time. "Anything else you require of me, Tokudaiji-sama?"

Hiromi was otherwise engaged in a kiss which would come to an end by Youko's own doing. He went on to speak to her about how bold she was being considering their current location. "I think that was pretty bold of me, I don't know what has gotten into me lately..." she said thinking about it just a bit. "Actually... " she paused thinking about it, she'd been acting strangely since last night. Perhaps she did require a bit more of his attention. And if she was being perfectly honest she didn't care about the placement of her daughter or husband. "I know what should be getting into me..." she reached out for this young man's groin having decided that she would be finding satisfaction in the coming moments. Something about the idea of being caught here and now wasn't at all dissatisfying for her.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed Ouetsu had indeed found a kunoichi who would be immune to the advancements of Youko, at least as far as he was concerned. Little did he know what the pair had been up to on the previous night, alongside the rest of Ouetsu's family. Thinking everything would work out in his favor, he made the next bite of food a happy one, giving his response to Benihime once it was chewed and swallowed properly. "I have nothing in mind. Return to your duties, but remain attentive."

Hiromi's surprise was not lost to Youko. This whole thing did seem out of character for a noblewoman such as her, but he'd seen awful marriages have many interesting side-effects. In this case, said side-effect ended up being a very promiscuous wife in a family of nobles. She even went so far as to grasp Youko's manhood just beyond the threshold of the room her husband inhabited. Youko had no issues with this, considering his obvious lack of concern for others - Ouetsu especially. In fact, his uncaring nature resulted in a very outright reaction to being grabbed in such a way. The hand he previously let rest upon Hiromi's face slid down to the lining of her kimono - as did the hand he once had pressed against the door frame, on the opposite side. An outward, swiping movement of both arms would see to it that Hiromi's kimono was pulled apart at the torso, without bothering with her obi as to bare the woman's breasts alone. "You've come along so fast, onna. Come on then... there are still plenty of things Toku-jii neglected to show you, aren't there? I wonder what the two of you have even done together."

[Apollymi]

"Hai, as you like. Enjoy your meal, Tokudaiji-sama..." Benihime said as she bowed and took leave, surprisingly enough through the same exit towards the kitchen that Kazumi had taken. But... as soon as she was out of eye sight, the young woman would disappear in a flash of crimson and appear in an office in a far away land. She had her left hand in her hair and immediately began pacing in the room, expecting only one person to be there. "Look, I really need you to like me right now, because shit in the Land of Silence is fucking real!" said the girl. A smirk came to the lips of the person at the desk, hidden behind a hat with the symbol for 'water' upon it. Beyond this point as her smile widened, her grin showed a wide smirk full of fangs. The hat was soon removed and teal and a darker teal hair showed beneath. "Red~! I always like you~ But I have to wonder what has you pacing around my office like the bothered cat you are?" the woman asked of her.

Meanwhile, the Daimyou was left to enjoy his meal, and his wife had her chest exposed to by the young man outside of the dining room. Her breath caught in her throat but it was obvious to her by the firmness found under her hand that this man in particular had no problem with what she'd done. He even went on to question what she and her husband had even done together. "I don't know, that was ages ago. Obviously not much of anything, you're pretty surprising to me..." she mumbled as heat spread to her face. Obviously this was a very dangerous activity to undertake, still she couldn't be bothered to do anything else. As such she continued to rub against his cock. "You'll show me something new right?" she asked the young man before her. She figured he'd be accommodating, he'd been the previous night...

[Bloodedge]

And so, the Daimyou Tokudaiji Ouetsu would go on to relax and finish his dinner in peace. All the while, Youko was being accosted by the visual of Hiromi's chest, as well as movement of her hand upon his cock. He took a firm grip of the woman's hips as she questioned him, wondering if he had something to show her that she could consider new. There were many things in Youko's repertoire, and though he did not know exactly what experiences this woman had in her marriage, he could assume the Daimyou and his wife were far beyond what he would consider vanilla. "Ages ago!? What a fucking shame. If Toku-jii is just going to let you go to waste over the years like that, I guess I owe him a favor to make use of what he's neglecting. So then..." A brief pause followed these words from Youko, and during that pause, he snagged Hiromi's obi to tear it away. With that, she was given some free range of movement, though Youko aimed to physically suggest a quick turn-around as he continued speaking into her ear. "I should start with everything he has probably never bothered touching. What do you think? How willing are you to explore new things, onna?"

[Apollymi]

Benihime continued to pace even as the Mizukage moved from behind her desk to on top of it to watch more acutely the movements of this redhead. "I fucked a guy last night..." Benihime confessed. The teal-haired young woman widened her eyes at this news, her entire face shifted. She knew that the young woman in her office didn't like men, and hadn't actually had sex with a guy in years and that every time she did, she never truly enjoyed it. "Aww, Red. Come 'ere," she said opening her arms. Benihime filled them, her hands clasping around this young woman's back began to trace her spine with the tips of her fingers moving along them. This sent chills up the Mizukage's spine as she moaned her happiness. Benihime heard this and took it as permission to continue, not that she'd intended to stop, but she did have at least one more thing to say. "I liked it..." finished the redhead which made the woman she was talking to freeze up. "Really? What kind of shit is that? Do you just like men now?" she asked seeming to find this confession odd. "Iie, I'd been thinking that might be a thing... but... I don't think I like men in general. In fact, I think the girl working the kitchen is cute and the Daimyou's wife is a treat~" she said still moving her fingers along the Mizukage's person, shifting them under the tattered t-shirt she wore to molest her chest directly. "And it goes without saying, I just teleported across a continent for this..." Benihime said leaning in to press her lips into the young woman's. This one for all her shock took this attention as if it was perfectly normal. In fact her own hands ended up within the crimson locks possessed by the redhead as her eyes came to a close. It seemed this was how the redhead chose to ease her tensions.

Meanwhile, the wife of the Daimyou was in for some new treatment. Her obi was soon removed and she was turned around. This young man speaking into her ear sent her pulse thudding through her head. It seemed he really intended to try something new with her, and how could she even try to deny she was intrigued by the idea. "I'm always willing to try new things~" this woman said. Hearing such a statement would probably only make it more shameful that her husband seemed to want nothing to do with her. Obviously she had the potential to be a very adventurous wife.

[Bloodedge]

"Hoh? Well then, let's see if this body of yours agrees," said Youko. With Hiromi turned around, he aimed to lean her forward until her upper body was pressed against the door frame, leaving her rear end angled toward himself. With this done, he'd move on to flip her loosened kimono over her body to bare her backside. Following this effort was a more normal insertion of Youko's manhood to the woman's nether, if only to wet his own groin in preparation for what was to come. Never one to waste anything, though, several slow thrusts were to be performed this way before he even considered changing things up. Perhaps it was his intention to meet some separate goal beforehand, or even to ensure Hiromi's readiness.

[Apollymi]

Hiromi was soon enough able to feel the insertion of Youko within her nether. He'd said he would introduce her to something new, and she truly expected this, even so, she couldn't deny how pleasant their current activity was. "Aaaah~" it was such a pleasant feeling that within a few of his strokes she found herself reaching a peak. At this point she truly didn't seem to care very much one way or another. She even found her body rocking back against his as she waited for the switch she was sure was coming, she anticipated it even wanted it.

Benihime on the other hand was playing with one of the peaks found at the top of the Mizukage's chest while her other hand undid the belt around her waist. She pulled away from their full lip lock to allow this young woman to speak. "For the record Red, I did say I always like you, you don't need to butter me up today... but don't stop what you're doing or anything~" she said to the young woman. Benihime as such continued until she slid this young woman's shorts down her hips. Her tongue not occupying the other woman's mouth played around her neck instead. "Hm, I'll keep going then. So, do you want the good news or bad news while I do this for you?" she asked the woman as she leaned her head further down and gently applied her teeth to one of the Mizukage's nipples through her shirt before her now free hands moved to remove this woman's top as well. "Oooh~ Well give me bad news first..." she said as the redhead seemed to busy herself massively, and the Mizukage's shirt came up over her head and left her naked before the redhead. "Whoever you sent to the Land of Silence is likely dead, their hunter nin masks were among some merchandise up for purchase in the town..." Benihime mentioned apathetically. "What about the sword?" asked the Mizukage. "Didn't see it..." said Benihime before she rather deftly slipped two fingers into the nether of the woman on the desk. A moan would ensue as this woman's body tightened around the redhead's fingers. "Aaaaaaah~ Fuck, might not be dead then. If you find him and he won't come back..." she paused bringing the redhead's face towards her own very closely. "Kill him and bring me back the sword, I'll reward you~" she chimed as she went about ridding the redhead of her clothes while she rubbed her fingers within this woman's body as if on a mission of some sort. "Anything for you Rella~" said the redhead finally using this young woman's name over the course of this interaction.

[Bloodedge]

The moment of Hiromi's first peak proved to be what Youko sought. Upon feeling the tightening sensation around himself, and the additional lubrication applied to his member, he withdrew slowly. "There we go. Now, let's have at something Toku-jii left untouched, hm?" With that said, he moved his hips forward once more, this time making sure he raised his groin to experience his entry in a very different way. So effectively left to rot, Youko was certain the Daimyou had never made use of his gem of a wife's ass. He'd happily take up the old man's work instead. His approach this time was just as slow as his movements were when he first removed himself from Hiromi, as if he wished to test the waters bit by bit until he was roughly halfway inserted.

[Apollymi]

After her first peak was reached it seemed that Hiromi was up for the change she'd asked about. The slow withdrawal of Youko was soon enough followed by a slow entry into a completely different hole. Of course, she'd somewhat expected this, but had no idea what she'd expected it to feel like. "A..." it seemed a noise couldn't be decided by this woman, but even so there wasn't any pain associated with this push, it only felt like a massive bit of pressure. And considering what they'd recently been doing, she couldn't say she was opposed to this. "That's... different," she finally managed, her breathing labored and her body relaxing after the initial shock of this situation wore off.

A moan left the Mizukage as she stripped the young Jounin of her clothes. "You really know how to set this off. So... what else besides this apparent new interest in men, has you stressed," she asked as she began to fondle the redhead more appropriately. As Benihime's fingers slowly stroked inside of this woman, her thumb rolled over the most sensitive place she had. "Ah... that... well, I am pretty sure this Daimyou I am working for is trying to set me up to fight this new guy. He wants him dead, but doesn't want to do it himself. The entire family is in shambles and it's crazy... and I can't figure out what his motivations are, but he creeps me out," she said of the Daimyou, discussing political matters over sex as if it was the most simple thing in the world. The Mizukage had moved to flicking her tongue over the redhead's nipples as she spoke. "Sounds like you're going to be burning all ends towards yourself until you figure out who you are backing. A little advice..." she offered. "Go with your instincts, if you don't like that Daimyou, don't trust him. If you think you like that guy, fuck him twice, be sure!~" mentioned Arella as she slid her tongue down the body of the Jounin in question. "Now, how about we switch places, hm?" she asked of her, which made the redhead smile, as she took up a seated position on the desk and the Mizukage's head settled between her legs. "Hai!" After which she went about licking her fingers knowing that eventually they'd both be servicing each other with their mouths, but surprisingly she got the first go this time...

[Bloodedge]

Whatever reaction was to come from Hiromi, Youko was in wait. He did wonder exactly how accommodating the body and persona of Hiromi would be for his chosen course of action. As it seemed, all was fine once she got past the initial shock factor. Since this was the case, he took the go-ahead and began to withdraw. This was no full withdrawal, of course. Youko fully intended to thrust forward to the same end, prior to repeating the motion into a continuous rhythm. "Different, huh? That sounds like approval, but what happened to all that shit you had to say last night?" he asked. Whether he received an answer or not, Youko began steadying his pace with more frequent movements of his hips, still thrusting to the halfway point of his cock's length.

[Apollymi]

As her body relaxed Youko began to move more properly within Hiromi's rear. And the sensation wasn't one she could well place. There was a ton of pressure being applied and it almost felt unbearable. But in the same respect, it was so different it promoted the idea of sensory overload. Every movement offered something slightly different and new, and she strangely found herself enjoying it more than she would have thought. Within her person seemed to clinch just a bit but she also felt this where she normally felt her pleasure. Initially she had nothing to say to the man, even though he brought up the fact that she'd had much to say in their previous endeavor. Still as the movements became more frequent it seemed this woman found her voice. "Definitely approval~ Don't stop now!" the woman exclaimed. This feeling was something intense and different and she felt it in a manner she didn't normally feel things. Actually she was approaching something very different from her usual flourish she needed only reach that magical point.

Meanwhile, Benihime sat atop the Mizukage's desk as that woman's tongue began the gentle separation of the lips below her waist. Truly it was as if this woman intended to kiss her here as she kissed her face, only the movements of her tongue seemed to alternate between wide flat strokes and the gentle prodding of the redhead's pearl. Her entire face flushed with the sensation of what was going on below, and it was as if Arella intended to take her time with the work. "Rella!~ This is why I come to you... though you give me such strange advice..." she said noting that this woman had told her to have another go at the ronin she'd made it with the previous night. Benihime rubbed this woman's scalp as her tongue played between her legs eventually there was a pressure filled build up which would lead to the redhead's legs tightening ever so slightly and the red of her face extending all the way up to her ears as she experienced one of the most pleasurable releases. "Aaaaaaaah~" moaned this woman as she looked down and saw the fanged grin of the Mizukage's face. She reached down for her, lifting her face to meet the redhead's lips, and the Mizukage was content to slip her tongue into the mouth of the redhead allowing the young woman to taste herself. "I guess it's your turn huh?" Benihime mentioned between lashes of her tongue. Soon enough she switched places with this young woman with a gentle turn of her body, but instead of abandoning the desk, she laid them both across it. Soon she would reach up and molest this woman's chest as she began busying her tongue down the teal-haired woman's body, settling between her legs and swirling her tongue in circles around her most sensitive point as an opener. This sort of attention brought a great pause to the Mizukage, who was always more than a little blown away by the redhead's tactics. "Oi, Red, I swear you better not show me up right now~" chimed the Mizukage right before Benihime's mouth closed in on her pearl and began to vibrate the tip of her tongue against it, until of course, this woman reached a peak as well, but instead of letting her escape the redhead kept working apparently amused by what she saw when she looked up to this woman's face. With this, she was content to continue as she always did.

[Bloodedge]

"Funny you say that; I haven't even actually started yet," he said during another forward thrust. Now that he'd found a rhythm to keep whilst Hiromi requested that he not stop, he locked himself into that very pace. The depth he chose, however, was an entirely different story. Every thrust of Youko's hips - from the time of Hiromi's speech - was ever so slightly different, as each one came with an increase to the depth he reached. In doing this, he would proceed with the plan until he was repeatedly thrusting with his full length, assuming no qualms were to be had by Hiromi at any point.

[Apollymi]

"Sounds promising~" the woman mentioned as Youko's efforts began to improve in a way she hadn't expected. Each thrust of his seemed to go deeper and deeper until his maximum depth was reached. This was a painstaking process as she felt the increase in depth at ever thrust. Still, Hiromi didn't find herself disliking the experience. In fact, the further along it went the more she found herself moaning at the attention. When it finally reached its maximum depth, her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. "Ooooh," as the strokes continued she'd eventually be blinded by the most intense flourish she'd ever experienced in her life. "Aaaaaaaaah!~" Stars blinded her vision and she slipped from consciousness, even before her stamina of the previous night. It was quite the strange occurance, but she was more than satisfied in this moment.

Benihime's work seemed to be doing a great deal for the Mizukage. The woman lying on the desk seemed to be quite enamored by the tongue of the redhead. "Rella, you didn't tell me what sword I'm looking for~" she mentioned as she continued, even without switching out for her own pleasure, as she intended to take it in full a bit later. Arella to her credit moaned a bit harder as this woman's tongue took a gentle pause to ask a question. "Aaaaaaah!~ Red, you act like I forgot or something," she mentioned, but Benihime's tongue began the gentle lapping motions which made the Mizukage's head fall back and allowed no reasonable words to escape her. "I mean, you got really quiet, Rella~" she mentioned moving her tongue again. "Well, not quiet, but you forgot words~" she said. Another moan escaped the Mizukage, "You're looking for Samehada, I'm sure you remember it... big ass sword... shark scales..." there were pauses between this woman's words. "You're killing me, Red~" she moaned to Benihime, which made her chuckle as she went on. This would continue for quite a while yet, as the redhead indulged in the body of the Mizukage.

[Bloodedge]

"Hmph! Good." And so, Youko continued his efforts in earnest, finding his stride to be working toward his own satisfaction as well, in a way closer to what he'd become accustomed to the past couple of years. Of course, this was still a far cry from his experience the previous night, but he couldn't let himself get too used to anything outside of his own actions. What he had gotten used to over the years, though, was a loss of consciousness in his partners. It seemed he was once again doomed to experience this, as Hiromi blacked out on him for the second time in under 24 hours. With that, he withdrew from the woman, leaving her body to slide down the door frame as he righted his own hakama. "Tch! Figures... back to the drawing board," he said aloud, albeit to none other than himself. The noises made during the final moments for Hiromi reached the ear of Ouetsu within the dining hall, prompting him to rise with the intention of checking, but... by the time he reached the door, Youko was long gone, and he was left with the strange sight of his wife in a state of undress and unconsciousness. "What was the cause of this!? Hiromi!" he yelled from the door, wondering if he would get the woman's attention.

[Apollymi]

The wife of the Daimyou was soon found alone by the man. It seemed that Youko had once again stunned her into unconsciousness, but she'd be risen from it at a far quicker pace than she was the previous night. She realized her current state of undress by the duress of her husband's voice and began rubbing her head and covering herself. Though she was still groggy it appeared the Lady of the House wasn't completely adverse to telling a fib or two to keep her indulgences going. "Lower your voice and, think of the spectacle you could cause," she mumbled. "It was nothing, I went off a bit and had a drink doing so reminded me that I wished to give Kazumi a bit firmer of a talking to so I wandered back... it seems I might have snagged by obi and bit and caused myself a tumble. I'd rather the household not think I am a drunk though if you don't mind," she finished, seeming to explain away her state of undress, any noise and the flush caused to her face in a couple of sentences, as she looked around to gather and cover herself.

While this conversation was being had between the Daimyou and his wife, Kazumi was instead heading to her room from around the kitchen side, her day had been full of drama, more so than she liked and beyond that she was more than a bit furious at Youko for flirting with her mother. As such she decided to go bed in her own room and have a fitful sleep as she angrily recounted the conversation with her father. 'How dare he be that way to me. I do everything he asks and he can't do this one thing for me. And then Youko decides he wants to flirt with my mother of all people... I'd have been happier if they were aimed at the redhead, at least that would make some sense...' the young girl thought as she slammed the door shut to her bedroom and threw herself on her bed thinking the world wasn't fair.

[Bloodedge]

"Spectacle! The only spectacle to be made here is you in such a state! What would people think of me if they were to see you standing before me like this!?" he asked, though he frankly did not care for the woman's answer, if any. She claimed that her current state was the fault of a drunken stupor and a simple mishap from her moving about and snagging her clothes. Whatever the case, Ouetsu was keen to see her dressed again, though one notable thing about her breathing did not match her story. "Next time you drink, do not run around like that. You sound as if you've been running a marathon!"

Meanwhile, the door to Kazumi's bedroom was slamming. The moment she threw herself onto the bed shortly afterward, her window slid open. Inside this window was Youko, whose shortened hair and elongated fur tuft billowed in the wind as it entered the bedroom. As he looked upon the lass, he wore a toothy grin. "Konbanwa. Done eating already?"

[Apollymi]

Her kimono closed, Hiromi was left to quickly tie her obi and aim some form of decency. It seemed her husband as content to not make a spectacle and thought only of what others would think of him after finding her in such a state. 'Ugh, because heavens forbid a husband actually be physically interested in his wife or anything...' she thought, as she aimed to recover. True enough though, this woman's breathing had yet to become normal. And though she hadn't thought of it then, she simply shrugged away the complaint. "I will try to contain myself if I find myself in need of a drink, I cannot in good judgement make it a promise though, it isn't as if drunkenness lends itself logic," she managed to contain her breathing finally though it appeared her face was still a bit flushed and hot. After all there was something a bit exciting and devious about lying to her husband in such a way. "Though it would help if you didn't spoil the girl completely rotten at every turn. Then I wouldn't seem like the bad guy every time I criticize her behavior," she mentioned. Her husband didn't seem to realize the amount of stress he caused her by simply allowing their teenage daughter to trample all over anyone and everyone when she felt she wanted something.

Kazumi on the other hand was well on her way to another royal temper tantrum. This time of course, it was aimed directly at Youko. She let out an exasperated sigh as the man entered her bedroom through her window, apparently just in time to ruin the solid pout she'd had planned for her evening. "Ugh, of course I'm done eating. Did you come to here gloat about flirting with my mother, huh? Plan to ruin my appetite for days on end. Get out of my room I don't even want to see you," she rolled over. This was a strange amount of anger coming from this young woman, she truly felt as if she didn't want to deal with Youko in the present moment. It was a combination of course, of the Ronin's own behavior and her lack of getting her way in the last hour or so which seemed to feed into the bad mood this young woman now possessed.

[Bloodedge]

"Perhaps it would be best of you to better manage your intake as well. There's no telling what would become of you if some dog like that Katsuhara boy found you like this before me," the Daimyou surmised. All things considered, he thought only of the farce to be caused by any circumstance involving his wife in a drunken stupor. All the respect he'd earned over the years in this country would be in question. Speaking of respect, the woman thought to criticize his treatment of their daughter. "Kazumi is nothing to worry about. She will undergo a swift change when that boy is out of our hair. I'll see to it personally, if I have to."

The very lad being spoken to could presently be found in the company of the Daimyou's daughter, albeit allegedly against her will at the moment. As she spoke, he chuckled, finding her claim of him coming to gloat a nigh unbearable amount of hilarious. "Why would I gloat? I was just speaking the way I always do," he said while stepping closer yet to Kazumi's bed. "There's no way that's jealousy I'm seeing in you right now, is there? Gotta say... it looks good on you. What does it take to get rid of that though, I wonder..."

[Apollymi]

"Dog? The boy has been nothing but polite to me... granted today is the only day I've ever seen him..." she said, finding it a bit preposterous that her husband somehow thought the young ronin might be some sort of danger to her within their own home. Despite the sort of activities she was currently engaged in, she couldn't really see anything negative in the young man's general approach. Regardless of this, Outetsu went on to explain that he planned to change their daughter's attitude himself if he needed to, after he managed to get rid of the ronin. A smirk came to this woman's face as she heard this, because he'd let their daughter's headstrong ways go on far too long to think it would be a simple matter to adjust her again. "That I will choose to believe when I see it, Kazumi is a terror as she is. Worse than even when she was a small child..." she said of the girl. Regardless of this, she had more than enough excitement in her day. "I'll do as you ask and mind my drinking, but... I feel as if I should be off to bed now. Goodnight husband..." she said as she turned to head back to her own quarters. Leaving her husband where he was and heading to her separate bed chambers.

Meanwhile, Youko seemed to find some amusement in the amount of upset that Kazumi was, and the young woman herself, was annoyed by this. "Ugh, yes because flirting is just the way you speak to everyone not my father..." she said with an eye roll. Though now that she thought about it, she'd never properly observed how this man dealt with anyone else, so maybe this was the case. She still wasn't willing to let him off the hook about this, but as he went on to peg her jealousy very directly her eyes widened and she managed to look a bit surprised by the assertion. "Jealous? I am not even jealous of my mother..." she said frowning intently. The level of this tantrum was likely beyond that of what one would have thought of anyone above the age of a toddler. Even so, she couldn't seem to let go of it, but as the man began to ponder what it would take to get her out of this mood... she couldn't deny wanting his attention. "If you say it like that Youko, I'll think you did it on purpose to get a rise out of me... besides that... I want the same thing I always want..." she said, though she'd made no moves to change her own position she was no longer demanding that the ronin leave her bedroom.

[Bloodedge]

With his wife taking her leave of him, Ouetsu was content to follow his own path into other areas of the building. Once again, the Daimyou would be heading toward his office to read, and keep tabs on events surrounding himself and his legacy.

Meanwhile, Youko stopped moving by the foot of Kazumi's bed, standing with arms akimbo as her tantrum continued further. "Of course it is. Well, I should say... anyone not a man. I'm a wanderer; the only way to eat in my line is to make silver tools for the men, and keep a silver tongue for the women. Besides, your mother is lovely, and you are definitely jealous," he said. In spite of Kazumi's tantrum, it seemed she still showed some physical interest. How she broached this, though, was interestingly different from the norm. "Hoh? And what might that be? You're usually so much more direct about everything; I might be a little lost for what it is you actually want now."

[Apollymi]

Youko quit his movements at the foot of Kazumi's bed, and given his positioning she hazarded a glance down at him and still managed to frown. This man's logic for his speech to her mother, was that she was apparently 'lovely' and that speaking nicely to women usually helped him with the sort of life style he lived. "I AM NOT!" the girl said pouting to an extreme and flipping over in her bed, a deep exhale leaving her person as she threw this tantrum with fists hitting the bed only to give pause. She obviously couldn't just act this way, and the white haired man obviously hadn't left her room. No, instead he continued speaking, stating that her usual directness was missing from her words this time. She rolled her eyes once more and finally sat up in her bed. She stared down at this man and wanted to be angry. Wanted to throw things at him, yell and scream and make him understand how she felt about the kind of difficult he was being right now. But at the same time, she didn't want anything more than this man's undivided attention. And if she had her way, eventually it'd be forever. "Ugh, you come in here and make me mad then want me to tell you how much I want you to fuck me right now?" she questioned most rhetorically. "Fine! I swear everyone is so fucking difficult. Get over here and fuck me senseless if you want me to not be like this..." she said, with a roll of her eyes. She was obviously still in the middle of her tantrum but, she still couldn't fully turn down the man's attention when he'd come looking for her.

[Bloodedge]

"Whatever you say, Kazu," was the last thing Youko had to say about the lass' obvious jealousy, as he saw it. The way she was responding to his claims did nothing but give credence to the idea that she was jealous, but that didn't much matter; he'd made his point well enough in his own mind. Soon enough, Kazumi was back to making demands in the way he'd become accustomed to. Youko had to admit that he'd find this unbearably bothersome if he had to deal with it all the time, but Kazumi's attitude could be taken as a pleasantry after dealing with the many timid women he did on a day-to-day basis otherwise. This time, however, he reacted a bit differently. He moved forward yet again, but instead of reaching out for Kazumi, he spun around 180 degrees and fell backwards, landing back first on the bed with his hands supporting his head from underneath. Once he was like this, he glanced in Kazumi's direction through the corner of his eye. "Haha! Gomen, gomen. I just wanted to hear you tell me what to do again. I'm in a different sort of mood today, so how about this: You like having things go your way, so take your pleasure into your own hands this time. Take the driver's seat."

[Apollymi]

Kazumi made the demand of what she wanted from this man, but strangely enough he didn't simply acquiesce. She might have been mad about this, but it seemed, that Youko wished her to be in charge of her own pleasure this time. A confused look came over the girl's face as the man admitted he was simply in a different sort of mood this day. She rolled over him, leaving her to straddle his body. "You're being really difficult lately, Youko. I'm supposed to be the moody one..." she said. Even so, the young woman leaned down to kiss Youko as she righted herself over his body. She seemed to have no problems kissing this man and rubbing against his dick until she freed it from his pants. With that done she'd begin to lower herself upon his cock finding it to be a tad more difficult from this angle than she was used to, but eventually she'd lower herself onto him until she was properly copulating with the man below her.

[Bloodedge]

After all she had to say for the duration of this day, and days prior, Kazumi once again claimed Youko was the one being difficult. Of course, she went on to claim herself as the moody individual of this pair, but it didn't seem to have as much weight as the truth of that very statement. Regardless of how their exchange of words played out, Kazumi went on to straddle and kiss the ronin, before ultimately freeing his groin of its confines and taking it into herself after a few moments of effort. With that, Youko was officially free to relax in his given state while the Daimyou's daughter began chasing after her own ecstasy.

[Apollymi]

With her body now occupied by Youko the man seemed to relax a great deal, while Kazumi herself was left to try and find the rhythm suitable to her own pleasure. This was a great deal more difficult than she would have thought, and it took several moments of moving her hips before she found the rise and lower at the pace and depth she would like. "Ooooh~" she moaned seemingly satisfied. Still she couldn't stop now, as time went on her movements would become steadily faster, and she'd even begin lowering herself a bit more rapidly than she had at the start. 'Actually, I kind of like this...' she thought as she continued to move in this way. Faster and faster this young woman moved in her simple but effective manner chasing the build up of pressure she found at her core as she moved.

[Bloodedge]

Kazumi would eventually find a stride worth maintaining, albeit at a less-than-stellar performance rate. Only a single night's experience with something beyond the norm had nearly spoiled him already, but this did not sully the moment too much. No matter the case, Youko was able to enjoy himself as the dark-haired lass went about her way. Youko even took note of her expression during this time, as well as her general behavior since she first straddled him. "Nothing to say now? Well, at least it looks like you're enjoying yourself."

[Apollymi]

As she continued to work, Kazumi found the stride worth maintaining and seemed to be having a good time of it. Youko's words hit her ears and she looked down at him and in the moment seemed to be a bit unsure of how she felt about him in this position. "Of course I'm having a good time," she said the high speed movements of her own hips seeming to bring her ever closer to the end she was aiming to find. It took a great deal of her concentration, but as she moved she finally found the necessary words to describe this feeling. "THIS IS GREAT!~" at this moment, Kazumi finally got the last nudge in, the final droplet in an ever filling cup which pushed her over the edge of the peak she'd been working towards. And as she did, her entire body seemed to tighten, but instead of stopping her own movements, she seemed to have shifted all the way down, feeling that she'd pushed Youko right up to her womb at maximum speed. Doing so seemed to send her into a bit of a flurry. Her entire head swimming as she blinked herself out of consciousness.

[Bloodedge]

"Hmph," Youko muttered with the typical grin upon his face. Much to his dismay, it wasn't long before Kazumi worked herself toward her own climax, which happened to be synonymous with the end of their little session yet again. In a way, this was a new experience for the white-haired man. Never did he expect a swifter end to the fun with his partner of choice on top, but that made no difference here. As Kazumi's body fell limp, Youko's arm reached out to catch the lass and ease her into a descent toward the mattress beside him. He was on his way after that. A quick freshen-up would proceed his journey into other areas of the building. Eventually, he stumbled upon a living area reserved for the staff. Leaning against the door frame, he reached out with his right hand to point at various female staff members - all of the ones in his sights - before gesturing toward himself.