KIJURO
"What do we have here." Kijuro said as he walked into their bedroom only to find his pretty wife wrapped up in a shear cloth waiting for him like a present. She was lying there seductively in their bed curled to one side. The robe she was wearing was no help at all as he could even see the pink of her nipples from where he stood.
"A present." Izumi murmured softly as she slowly rolled herself on her back. The robe she was wearing parted slightly showing a sliver of skin from her chest to her navel, barely hiding her soft round bust. And her husband's eyes were trained right there, where she wanted.
Kijuro screwed his eyes shut trying to get his racing thoughts quieten down, bringing his control back because he knew his wife was distracting him on purpose.
"I know what you are doing, it's not going to work, Izumi." Kijuro teased trying to remain as calm as possible because he knew she was trying to avoid the talk by seducing him.
"I am not doing anything, anata." Izumi spoke as she fixed him with a hungry look that made his mouth go dry. But she was not done if she had to break her husband's resolve, she need to take it to another level. Slowly, she dragged her fingers along the opening of her robe and pulled them apart making herself bare in his eyes.
Kijuro's eyes zeroed in on the curve of her hips and her beautiful lithe body. Her rosy nipples were standing out begging for his attention. Her creamy skin had a delicious red shade spread over. His eyes followed her fingers which trailed all the way down cupping her mound between her legs.
She was flushed pink, panting, chest heaving as she rubbed herself. Kijuro felt his breaches getting tighter as he looked at the sinful sight in front of him. He has spent years with her yet she can still render him speechless.
"Kijuro, please anata, please." It was the begging which made him move. Immediately discarding his accessories and belt down the ground, he didn't even bother with the rest of his clothes he pulled the breaches loose and quickly joined his wife between her legs.
He looked down to see Izumi reaching for him. Kijuro lowered himself until he was guiding their lips together. They moved their lips together in practiced perfection and he bit her lower lip earning a gasp from her. Taking the chance, he let his tongue in moaning at how amazing it felt. She took him in eagerly, groaning, fingers curling and pulling his hair. He pulled his hands down tracing the beautiful curves of her hips.
Pulling from the kiss Izumi rasped out, "Get inside me."
Kijuro didn't say anything. He just continued to tease his wife more by plucking her rosy nipples, biting them and gyrating his hips on her. Izumi was twisting and moaning with every little moment that he was doing to her.
"Please Kijuro, please, enough." She begged him knowing how much he liked that. Whatever little control he had it evaporated. He pulled his cock out of his breaches and took hold of her hips and pushed inside.
He moved with the practiced accord and snapped furiously inside driving himself fully till the base in one stroke. Izumi screamed so prettily as she arched herself of the bed. But he did not stop, he cannot stop he just kept moving just the way he knows she likes it.
The moment the Kijuro was in all the way in, so deep it took her breath away, the burn felt too good and familiar. He was a warrior in heart and build and she had always liked when her husband was rough with her. A little bit of pain was always a happy welcome.
He was filling her so well with each thrust, which went deeper than before rubbing in all the right places.
"Anataa…..aahh," she moaned as he continued to drill her into the bed. "Slow down...I am going to…"
The rest of her sentence was swallowed by a moan as he started hitting her in her sweet spot. Kijuro brought one of his hands to her chin and held it tightly.
"You will cum when I tell you to cum. It's going to be a long night Izumi and we are just getting started." He spoke as he continued to speed up his thrust.
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AKITO
Akito was in dilemma about what to do with the invitation that he received. The letter congratulated him for passing the first round and it was also an invitation for a lunch organised by the Mount Haven sect for all the passing contestants.
He was a bit suspicious because it was so uncalled for or maybe it was just his overthinking. But it didn't hurt to just checking it out. By mid-day he arrived at the arena where they arranged the lunch for the passing contestants.
He looked at the crowd assembled there and he could already see that the number of contestants has been reduced immensely but still there well almost 300 left. He stood with them in a corner waiting for whoever was arranging this to call them. When he felt a strong presence approaching him.
"Ohayou gozaimasu, Akito-san." Yamato Fujii bowed at him as he approached him with other cultivators following behind him. Aki bowed back and exchanged the greetings. Aki didn't bother to ask him how he knew his name, the man must have collected information about him.
"I am happy to see your hand is cured." He spoke in a very respectful manner. Aki was very sceptic because a person belonging to a noble family was making small talk with him which was very strange.
But not to disrespect him he answered back, "Yes, I was lucky enough that I had few of my Masters healing paste." It was a small lie but this was a better then telling him a mysterious person gave him a healing paste and like a fool he had used it on himself. He must have been delirious in pain that he made a stupid decision of using a strange paste filled with foreign Qi but luckily nothing harmful was present in the paste.
"That's good otherwise I am afraid you wouldn't have survived." The man spoke with a smile as if he didn't just say Aki was going to die. When Aki didn't reply anything back, he continued speaking, "Allow me to introduce you to my sect brothers."
He indicated the five people who were already standing behind him. Aki bowed them back as a sign of respect without much reaction in his face but he could already see few of them looking at him with disgust. He was used to these faces, nobody likes a wandering cultivator without a home or family, but it will change, he will make it to this sect and he'll make his master proud.
Before any of them could speak more an announcement was made asking them to assemble in the dining area.
"I would have very much loved to sit with you but unfortunately, I have to sit with my sect members. I look forward to speaking with you more. Have a nice day." Saying this Yamato bowed and went away.
Aki looked back at him thinking what was that, this attempt of friendship was totally out of place. This was something will have to ponder about. Trusting the wrong people in this world will get you killed, he needs to think about this carefully.
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