Maki's shirt was open but still hanging off her shoulders. She pinched her shoulder blades together, pushing her chest out further and making the sweat-soaked cloth come free of where it had been caught on her hard nipples, baring herself to me. Her breasts were full and round, just big enough that they might have been able to wrap around my enhanced girth, and the pale skin above them was flushed with excitement. The miko's smug expression told me that she too thought quite highly of them.
She opened her legs slightly, drawing my attention to her pretty pink pussy, cleanly shaven save for a nicely groomed patch above it. "I borrowed your scissors and razor. I trust you don't mind."
Ah, I had thought she felt smooth to the touch earlier but was still unsure as to where the hentai physics of this world began and ended. "On the contrary, I appreciate it, very thoughtful."
She preened and without a hint of irony said, "Yes, I'm an exceptionally thoughtful lover."
"Hahaha! Nice. Shameless confidence is sexy on you, Maki. Honestly, I figured you did it for your own comfort and confidence, feels good to look good and all that."
Maki coughed, chagrinned. "In this instance you are correct. I was speaking in general terms, unrelated to the matter." I burst into laughter. She continued, red-faced, over me, "Besides it had been twenty-five minutes in the shower at that point and I thought that I may as well take the extra time to make myself…presentable." She spread her knees a bit more to emphasize the last word.
The vision of her pale flesh glistening from her arousal cut through my laughter, as she'd intended. I swallowed. I was salivating at the thought of kissing my way up her thighs. "No need to justify yourself to me. I'd fight a dozen ghosts if it meant that this is what was waiting to nurse me back to health."
"Thank you," she said earnestly. "Now, finish undressing me so I may complete my inspection of this ridiculous male body you've tractioned to."
"Before that, there are some spells I can work that should make this easier for both of us in a way, but I'd like your permission before continuing." She opened her mouth to object. "Not like that, I'm not being 'paternalistic' or whatever, I'm taking you seriously. It's just that I enjoy a fair competition, on occasion at least. I don't want to use my magic stuff if you can't use yours."
Maki threw her head back and laughed. "Oh, James, what am I going to do with you? My dear samurai, I have been trained from birth to withstand spiritual and psychological attacks from gods and demons. You may use all of your abilities without worrying about besmirching your honor." She held her arms slightly to the side and leaned towards me. "Go on then."
I confess, her absolute self-certainty had piqued my curiosity as well as something slightly more mischievous. Being able to defend against terror was an altogether different skill set from being able to endure pleasure. Even if they did train the latter in this porn world, I doubted Maki had undergone any such training. But she seemed sure and that was worth investigating.
My knowledge and application of Erotic Sorcery had gone from skilled but inexperienced to sublime, but still inexperienced. The upper limits of what was possible were open to me and I was sure that with time I could replicate a wide variety of other mystical abilities using sexual rituals, but that would take research and experimentation like any other magic. But what I could do was freely modify the simplest enchantments with incredible finesse and without fear of mishap.
I spat into my palm and rubbed my hands together, working my Qi and intention into them. Bodily fluids, mine specifically, were particularly adroit at carrying lust magic, though it was mostly symbolic here. I saw Maki shiver at the display and grinned.
For all of the injustices put upon me by the Producers, there was something uniquely mollifying about rolling huge amounts of Dice. My spell was as simple as Erotic Sorcery could be; anywhere I touched would become an erogenous zone for the next hour or so. If Maki hadn't been so cavalier, I may have picked a set sensitivity to ensure I didn't push her too far, but I was too intrigued to hold back. The sensitivity of the affected area, I decided, would be left up to however many Successes over two that I got, with no upper limits.
Show me what you've got, I thought as the Dice clattered. The geometric patterns of the silk rug below seemed to shimmer in my peripheral vision, lending me an additional two. All told, between bonuses and penalties, Aura + Seduction was a pool of eighteen Dice and yielded nine Successes.
"Get ready."
Maki licked her lips with anticipation. She closed her eyes, breath hitching as I laid my hands on her shoulders. I pushed the shirt off her right, running my hand down her arm as I peeled the oversized sleeve off. My fingers could touch my thumb when grabbing even the thickest part of her biceps, ensuring that her arm from clavicle to her fingertips was affected.
Her hand grabbed onto mine as it started to pull away, the only outward sign she gave of being unprepared. I brought it to my face and kissed her knuckles before placing her palm on my cheek.
"Oh," she said, opening her eyes. Her eyes dilated slightly, lips parting. She experimented with stroking my cheek and chin, clearly fascinated with the sensations, and then, trembling, trailed her fingers up and through my hair. "Ah!" Maki gasped and had to stop a second before continuing. "Very considerate, James, thank you. It's perfect."
"To help you better enjoy what you already wanted to do," I explained. "I wanted to let you spoil me like one of your hot babes, but I do need to harvest your orgasms."
She giggled at 'hot babe'. Taking a fistful of my hair relatively gently, she said slowly, "I can definitely see this accomplishing that goal," and leaned forward for a kiss.
I stopped her. "Glad you're enjoying it, but I'm not finished."
I did the same routine for her other arm, finally ridding her of all clothing. She was itching to get me as naked as her though, so I didn't pause to take in the view. I put my two hands around her right knee, wrapped her thigh between my spread fingers, and dragged the magic all the way up to where her leg met her hips. Because I wasn't a sadist, I only grazed the area around her mons, not wanting to put her in orgasm hell later. I repeated the same for the other leg, savoring the way my hands could so totally envelop her thin thighs. Maki could have stood to gain a few pounds, frankly, but there was something to be said about the delicate fragility of her frame. She was like a porcelain doll, especially with her pale unblemished skin.
I leaned forward and slapped her ass, grabbing a hold of her bare cheeks. At least here, there was some meat to her.
She jumped and slapped my shoulder. "You brute!" she complained with a proud smile.
I brought my hands up to her lower back, traced a quick, finger-thin line up her spine, and moved to her sides and front. My thumbs met under her belly button, hands and fingers spread and splayed out as far as they could stretch. I felt her ribs under a thin layer of fat as I turned the entire front of her abdomen into an erogenous zone.
Had she not been so bold earlier, I may have skipped her breasts, just touching the underside before going around. Maki was already very sensitive there, to the point where my skilled hands didn't need any assistance in the area. But she had, so I palmed them on the way up. Her nipples cut into my palms, sending fireworks through her, and making her curl in over herself. I made a quick detour to caress her armpits before wrapping her neck as though I was about to begin strangling her. Very gently since she was already beginning to twitch and jerk, I finished running either my fingers or palms over her face and scalp, paying special attention to her lips and ears.
Finally, I held her by the back of the neck firmly and brought my fingers to her lips. Maki's eyes went wide, but she allowed me into her mouth without issue. I swiped a finger under each lip and across her gums, rubbed the roof of her mouth, and thoroughly stroked all around her tongue. Then, I pushed further.
"Ghk!" Maki gagged and coughed as a finger hit the back of her throat. She grabbed my wrist as tightly as she could but didn't slap at me or push away. Her body continued to cough as I let the fingers and magic linger there, but her eyes were resolved even as the tears began to flow. The spit she was swallowing down brought my magic into her throat, and as it spilled out the front, layered the enchantment more strongly where it landed on her lips, chin, and the tops of her breasts.
She broke into a fit of coughs as I extracted the hand. I pulled her in for a hug and made sure to finish covering the entirety of her back before letting the spell cease.
Maki held herself as still as possible and steadied her breathing. "Too much?" I asked.
She bristled at my tone and pulled away, wiping away a few tears. "Not at all. This is still within the realm of my expectations. Are you finished your sorcery?"
"For now. I'm going to get started on the healing spell."
"My turn then?"
I nodded.