Control
Focus: Hikaru/Shani
Rated M
"Keetee, where thee hell are you tehking mee?"
"Shh, I've abducted you, so you're supposed to be quiet and scared and stuff."
"Keetee, I know eet's you. I know thee sound of your voice, and even eef you weren't tahking, I know thee sound of thee Jag. You know Blue wheel be pissed eef he finds out!"
"I knew I should have brought a gag along."
"What?! You stoopid keetee! Once I get out of thees cuffs and blindfuld I'm going to keek you out of thee car and then run you over!"
"Whoa, hey! Don't struggle so much, I need to keep an eye on the road!"
"Damnit Keetee!"
Shani grumbled and shifted about uncomfortably. Well, she tried to shift about uncomfortably, but the bed she was on was proving to be annoyingly comfortable. She was now pissed to the point that she was willing to ditch the comfortable bed just out of spite. A pity her wrists and ankles were securely bound and spread-eagled. It was his bed, she knew the feeling of the fabric.
"Keetee, what the fuck are you doing? Keetee?!"
No reply. He was somewhere in the room, Shani could hear the rustling pad of a footstep, could catch the passing whiff of his cologne. He had good taste in scents, nothing too overt, but rather clean and subtle. Admittedly, it was far better than Blue's more.... musky scent. To be honest, Shani was getting rather sick of-
"Keetee?!!"
A cold blade pressed softly against her skin.
"Keetee what the fuck Keetee you stop that right now I will make you regret that you stoopid Keetee!!"
There was no reply as the blade moved upward. The sound of metal scraping against metal as the scissors closed, shearing smoothly and easily through the thin fabric of Shani's top. Again the blade moved upward, and the process repeated itself. Shani's protests slipped into a fearful silence as the clothing was cleanly dismantled. Cool air played across her skin as the fabric was pulled away.
"Keetee?" The voice smaller now, very uncertain.
"Keetee?!" The blade returned. Warmer now, after being in contact with her body heat, going to work on her pants.
Shani bit her lip as the last of the fabric was pulled away. She didn't know what was going on. All she knew was that she couldn't see, couldn't move, and now she was completely naked. Why the hell wasn't she fighting back? Something about the helplessness, the blade, the blindness, had paralyzed her. She heard Hikaru's voice for the first time since the car trip over here.
"There, that wasn't so bad now, was it?"
"Keetee?" her voice a mere whisper now, "Wh...what are you doing?"
She could hear the smile in his voice, "Oh, just giving you what you've always wanted."
"But... but... no Kitty, we're... I'm not... Blue is-"
"Shh, I might not be the most perceptive," his voice had taken on that aggravating, self-indulgent superior tone, "Especially when it comes to, you know, body language. But the way you smell, when you're around me, there's no covering that up."
Shani's skin tingled. She renewed her fruitless struggles. She knew there was no chance of escaping, but hopefully her struggling would distract him from the fact that she was now blushing. Something pressed against her leg, causing her to freeze up again. Soft, furred, but deep within the fur, the pinpricks of metal spikes. Shani could feel the outline of a hand beneath the fur, the combination of softness and the light scrape of the spikes sending goosebumps up her leg.
"You like that?" Hikaru's voice now dripping with smugness, "I ordered this online. It's called a vampire glove, kind of ironic."
The hand moved slowly up and down her leg, each lap pushing waves of a tingling sensation further through her body. Her outer thigh was caressed, then with each subsequent lap, the glove moved inch by inch closer to the inside of her thigh. Just as Hikaru's movements were about to bring the glove farther up her inner thigh, he moved away, bringing the glove to Shani's upper body. What little resistance was left in her stopped her from giving a disappointed sigh.
The glove did its wicked work, caressing her skin with its fur, while leaving behind the teasing scrapes of its teeth, quickly wearing through the walls she had erected against the sensation. An almost inaudible sigh escaped Shani's lips. She still couldn't see, but she knew that stupid cat was smiling now.
A change in direction. The glove began playing directly over her chest. Soft fur and prickling spikes brushing delicately over her breasts, mercilessly teasing blood to her nipples. The sounds aroused by this were slightly louder than before, eliciting more attention by the evil device. Shani arched her back what little she could, trying to derive more than a simple teasing sensation from the glove. Hikaru had obviously prepared for that, as he deftly moved his hand in tune to her own movements, keeping the glove at just that proper teasing level.
After an eternity of this, the warm glove was taken off her flesh, causing a disappointed grunt in response from Shani. Hikaru laughed lightly, "Oh don't worry, we're not done yet, not by a long shot."
Tugging, brightness. Hikaru gently lifted the blindfold off her eyes. For a few seconds Shani could do nothing but try and blink away the brightness. Eventually sight revealed a smiling Hikaru in a bathrobe, sitting on the side of the bed. The bed Shani was tied to, completely naked and spread eagled. The actual sight of this caused another blush in her, along with some other feeling she could only partially identify. Part of it, Shani shamefully admitted, was lust.
Hikaru bent over and grabbed something out of her sight, beside the bed. "Well, you seem to be comfortable," he said, smile growing wider, "So I'm going to shower up quickly. Until then, why don't you entertain yourself with this?"
Hikaru had something in his hand. Shani's eyes widened as she realized in was some sort of vibrator. "Oh don't worry," Hikaru laughed, "I'll make this interesting for you, give you a goal to work towards."
He placed the device between Shani's legs, carefully positioning it so that it was just barely touching some of her most sensitive flesh. He turned it on its lowest setting, "Now, if you can somehow maneuver that thing inside you before I get back, I promise I'll untie you and we can do things however you want, okay?"
Without waiting for an answer, Hikaru got up and smugly sauntered off to the bathroom. A minute later, the sound of running water could be heard within. Shani's breathing deepened. She could feel it, the low vibration, just barely touching her flesh, teasing. The way that cat did everything, just teasing. Her hips twitched, straining to reach the device, held back by the restraints. Shani closed her eyes, thought was hard with that sort of distraction, but she had to concentrate.
Taking off the blindfold was his biggest mistake. When sight had been denied to her, Shani had been petrified with fear. Now she could see, take stock of her surroundings, and though the buzzing distraction did what it could to keep her attention focused between her helplessly bound legs, she felt just a little more empowered, just enough.
Shani glanced around the room and noticed that Hikaru had left her clothes and her bag in a bundle on the bedside table, not half a foot from her bound left hand. A slight gasp escaped her lips as her hips twitched again. Resolutely setting her jaw, Shani began to twist her hand back and forth, applying a slow and steady pressure to the knots holding the rope in place.
Fifteen minutes later Hikaru returned to the bound and naked Shani. After toweling himself off, he hadn't bothered with dressing, there would be no need for that. She was just as he had expected she would be. Slowly writhing, futilely trying to reach the vibrator, letting out the occasional gasp in her efforts. Hikaru smiled, "Enjoying yourself?"
Shani glared at him, a mixture of anger, desperation, and helpless lust. Without a word he slowly lay down beside her, taking the vibrator away and running a hand up her inner thigh. Shani moaned loudly at the sensation. Now was the most important part, luring him in, getting him distracted.
Hikaru moved in and slowly kissed her. Shani resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Distracting Kitty? Hard? As he slowly made out with her, Shani carefully, silently pulled her hand away from the loosened bonds, kept held in place when Hikaru returned only to give the illusion that she was still bound. Her hand ruffled quietly through the bundle of her clothes, slipping noiselessly into her bag, curling lovingly around the pistol grip inside.
Hikaru froze as the cold barrel pressed against the back of his neck, his eyes opening wide in shock at the metallic click of the gun being cocked.
Shani grinned, "Now Keetee, you're going to untie me, then I'm going to give you what you always wanted."
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"Whoa... um, hey, there's no need for that-" Hikaru started.
"Shut up Keetee," Shani hissed, "now untie me if you don't want a hole in the back of your head."
"Shani, I-"
There was a smooth metallic click as Shani's finger tightened on the trigger, slowly pulling the hammer back, "Now, Keetee."
"Heh, okay then," Hikaru laughed nervously and went to work on Shani's bonds.
Shani smiled, watching the cat move haltingly, uncertainly. Not quite so smooth now. She got to thinking, wondering how to best go about teaching Hikaru never to try something like this again... however fun it might have been.
"Listen, er, Shani, I wasn't going to hurt you in any way, you know that," Hikaru babbled as he worked on the last of her ankles, "I just wanted to have some fun and, you know, do something that-"
"Shut up, Keetee," Shani growled, "You will not talk unless I say you can."
"Aw, come on Shani, I- ow!" Hikaru grabbed his head Shani pistol whipped him.
"Hey! That hurt, why'd you have to- ow!!"
Shani planted a foot on Hikaru's shoulder and pushed him to the ground. With a surprising amount of strength she flipped him over onto his back. Complaints were cut off as Shani pushed the barrel of the pistol into Hikaru's mouth. Even then he tried to mumble around the barrel. Shani slapped him, hearing the dull click of his teeth bouncing off the metal barrel.
"Keetee, did you not hear me? You will not talk unless I say you can. You scared me, and if you do anything I find threatening... I might just accidentally shoot you."
Shani slowly withdrew the gun. Hikaru began to talk, "Shani, really, this isn't-"
He was silenced with another slap. "Are you really that stoopid, keetee?"
Shani stood up, letting out an exasperated sigh. The pistol wasn't trained directly on Hikaru, but it was held at the ready. She walked over to the dresser and began picking her clothes up.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
"I'm leaving, you stoopid keetee," Shani mumbled, "You kidnap me, threaten me, and after the tables are turned, don't even have the respect or intelligence to follow a simple order, even under threat of death. Sorry Keetee, but I see nothing there that's worth my time."
"Wait...what?"
"Goodbye Keetee."
Hikaru jumped up, still fully naked, and place himself in front of the door. Shani paused in the act of pulling her socks on, "What are you doing you stoopid keetee?"
"I'm not letting you go, Shani."
"No?" Shani gave no sign of any emotion, "Then I'll shoot you, and leave anyways, is that what you want?"
"Well... no," Hikaru said, "But it's what I'll choose if the only other option is just letting you go."
Shani stood up, naked except for socks, and strode over to Hikaru, "Really?" The pistol was aimed between his eyes, "Bet your life on it?"
A single drop of sweat worked its way down Hikaru's forehead. He swallowed, "Yeah... I am kind of stupid like that, but please, give me another chance and I'll prove that stupid won't get in the way of devoted."
Shani pulled the trigger.
A few seconds later Hikaru resumed breathing. The first sound to break the silence following the dry click of an empty chamber. Shani looked away and tossed the unloaded pistol on the bed, "I don't know Keetee, I just don't know. What can you do to prove to me that you're going to stay loyal to me?"
Hikaru dropped to his knees, "Anything, Shani... anything at all?"
"Really?" Shani asked, a cruel smile beginning to play at her lips.
Hikaru failed to notice the change in the tone of her voice, "Yeah, anything at all!"
"Then I want your word on this, keetee, that you'll do anything I say, anything at all. And if you ever break that word, I will leave you, and you will never see me again, understood?"
"Alright," there was no hesitation in his voice, "I give me word."
Shani smiled. She didn't know if he had given his word out of stupid obliviousness or actual devotion, but that didn't matter, his word had been given.
"Good keetee, now let's start back at the beginning, yes? First off, you will not talk unless I give you permission."
Shani held her breath, waiting to see if stupidity would trump love. Hikaru silently nodded his head. Shani restrained a smile, feeling a little hope bloom inside her. "Good job keetee."
Hikaru sighed in relief and began to stand back up. Shani's voice came harshly, "Did I say you could stand?"
"N...no," Hikaru said nervously, going back to his knees, "Sorry."
"Sorry what?"
"Sorry... Shani."
Shani slapped Hikaru, "Sorry Ma'am!" she said forcefully.
"Sorry ma'am!" Hikaru replied, grabbing his cheek.
"Put your hand down!"
Hikaru hesitated, then slowly dropped his hand to his side. Shani slapped him again, "That was for taking too long."
Shani glared daggers at the cat as he opened his mouth in protest. Seeing nothing resembling mercy in her eyes, Hikaru set his jaw and closed his mouth. Shani stepped over to him, running a hand through his hair in a patronizing fashion, "Good keetee, perhaps I make make you into something useful after all."
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"Hold on keetee, we're not quite done yet."
"What? Did I miss anything?" Hikaru looked himself over carefully in the mirror.
Shani smiled, holding one hand behind her back, "Just one thing keetee."
Hikaru looked confused for a moment. Confusion turned to fear for a second as Shani's hands went to his throat, "Hey!" then to understanding as her hands traveled around to the back of his neck, "H...oh. Hey."
Shani buckled the collar in place, and then attached the small padlock, "There we go keetee, a bit of a physical reminder. So how do I look?"
A twirl in the outfit. A silky black evening gown that lifted and shifted with the slightest movement to expose just enough leg to titillate, but not look unclassy. A plunging neckline, decorously showing the swellings of a chest that, though not large, was still incredibly attractive. Her hair done up, the mountains of darkness bundled into a tight ball, held in place by a pair of sticks.
Silence greeted the twirl. Shani took Hikaru's hanging jaw as approval. "Good keetee, now why don't you treat me to a proper night on the town?"
The parking garage was empty. Hikaru, ever the gentleman, rushed ahead to get the elevator up to the main restaurant. It was the most expensive and elegant dining hall he could recall off the top of his head. Some long French-sounding name that he couldn't be bothered to remember. Something-something-something-Swan... or something. The doors opened, revealing an elevator car paneled with mirrors outlined in gold-painted frames.
Halfway up to the first floor, Shani pushed the stop button. Hikaru blinked, "What?"
"Something's wrong," Shani said, her face knotted in confusion and thought, "Something's missing, something we haven't done right."
Hikaru looked around the elevator, looked at his own outfit in the many mirrors, looked at Shani's. Nothing seemed out of place. He smiled, "Well, I can think of something we can do here."
Shani turned on him, "Oh do you now, keetee? And what do you suggest?"
Hikaru was taken aback. She wasn't yelling at him. If anything, her voice had dropped a little lower. Now very cautious, trying carefully to probe out her emotional state, Hikaru said, "Well... I..."
"Are you suggesting we do something a little... naughty in here?" Shani asked, moving closer to Hikaru.
"I... er... well..." Hikaru tried to back up out of nervousness, but found he was already quite firmly rooted in the corner of the elevator. The elevator's mirrored walls, once thought a godsend by him for presenting the illusion of open-ness and holding his claustrophobia at bay, now presented him with the image of Shani pressed up against him, from every angle.
Shani's hand found its way to Hikaru's inner thigh, "What was that keetee? I don't think I caught that."
There were sounds coming out of Hikaru's mouth. In his head he was protesting about how this was an inappropriate location for this, that someone else might be wondering why the elevator was taking so long. In actuality, little more than a few inarticulate babbles came from his mouth as Shani's thumb and forefinger closed around the zipper and started tugging downwards.
Shani crouched in front of Hikaru, "You seem to be a bit tense, perhaps you need to be relaxed a little before we go face the crowd, yes?"
There was absolutely nowhere he could flee to, and no way he could fight against it. In a few seconds, he lost all desire to as Shani delicately and expertly took him into her mouth. Hikaru's breathing accelerated as Shani's warm lips and tongue worked unholy pleasures on him. Shani paused long enough to look up at him, "Enjoying yourself keetee?"
Hikaru could do little more than pant and nod. Without a further word Shani went back to work. The mirrors in this corner of the elevator were beginning to fog up, but not nearly enough to cover up the fact that no matter where Hikaru looked, he had a perfect view of Shani kneeling in front of him, her head moving back and forth. Hikaru groaned as his legs grew a little weaker.
Shani continued her work, calling upon her past experience and her own perception to keep track of just how much more work she had to do. It would be a delicate task, too far and the rest of the night might be ruined for her. Hikaru's body was tensing up, she could hear the sudden increase in his breath. Ah yes, this was the proper moment.
Shani's drew her head back and stood back up. She gave Hikaru a confused look, one that almost matched his own. Hikaru's face didn't just display confusion, however. He looked at Shani, panting, "Er...Shani?"
"What?"
"Well... um...," Hikaru's face was fully blushing by this point. Clear thought was a little difficult as he fumbled with the words, "Aren't you going to... um... you know, finish?"
"Finish what?" Shani asked innocently.
"Well... you know... I didn't... er..."
Shani reached forward and turned off the elevator-stop. She gave Hikaru a disdainful look, "Put that away, keetee. Do you want to embarrass yourself in front of everyone?"
The cat's face fell. Brought to moments from completion, and then denied. With a barely audible moan of desperation, he tucked himself back in. Shani smiled, she might just enjoy this night after all.
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"Ah, Mr. Shibara, it is good to have you back. And who is the lovely young lady that is accompanying you tonight?"
"He is accompanying me, Ms. Shani," Shani said pointedly.
The waiter raised an inquiring eyebrow at Hikaru, who nodded in response. Without a word he led them to the executive section, overlooking the rest of the restaurant. "Excuse me, sir? Waiter?"
Shani indicated the seat Hikaru was currently reclining in, "Why don't you take a little time off?"
"I'm sorry ma'am?"
"Let Mr. Shibara, as a sign of gratitude for the service you provide, take over your job for a bit. Then you can sit here and enjoy some time with me."
"Shani... Umm, how about no?"
Hikaru looked at Shani's eyes. He managed to hold his end of the glare for nearly thirty seconds before looking down, "...fine."
"Good, and I expect top rate service from you, Kitty."
Hikaru grumbled as he got up and reluctantly took the waiter's place. The night continued as he angrily grabbed drinks for Shani, and later brought out food. The anger was inflamed and combined with a growing frustration as every time he walked by Shani, a hand would find its way up his leg. A seemingly innocuous statement from Shani would gain a very sultry air just by one of her glances. Hikaru's frustration must have showed, because on one of his passes, Shani grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down to table level, "By the way Kitty, if I find out you've... relieved yourself in the bathroom, I will stick you in a chastity belt until you've earned my trust again."
Somehow the night managed to pass. Shani made certain it was obvious that not only was she flirting with the waiter, but also that the waiter looked like he was quite enjoying it. Finally, after two hours of this, Shani said, "Alright, I think it's about time you returned to work. I very much enjoyed our talk, you are an incredibly attentive listener."
Movement towards sitting down was interrupted, "What are you doing Kitty? It's time for you to bring me back home."
"I... can't eat?"
"Well no, Kitty, waiters don't get to eat while they're serving others."
"But... but you ordered pie!"
"Do you see any pie left, Kitty?"
Hikaru made a sound, somewhere between a pathetic moan and a frustrated growl, but said nothing.
Shani didn't say a word as Hikaru drove them home. Instead her hand immediately found its way to his pants. Every stoplight she would change the pace of her prodding, smiling slightly as Hikaru's own breath was brought under her control.
Back in the bedroom. This time, Hikaru was the one tied to the bed and blindfolded. He could hear the shower going. She was in there, naked. Almost exactly like how this horrid experience had started. Still, after all that she had put him through, he had something owed to him, right? It was only fair, after all. So Hikaru waited as patiently as he could, he could hear her singing in there. He wondered what awaited him. If the start of the festivities was tying him to the bed and blindfolding him, then it could only get better from here, right?
After an eternity the shower was turned off. A second eternity passed by while Shani dried herself off, and a third and fourth eternity while she dried her hair. Hikaru could hear her soft, padding footsteps back out into the room. The quiet shuffle as her bath towel dropped to the floor. The hiss of her breath as she leaned over him. It was all he could do to stop himself from grinning stupidly, after all this time, all the agony he had gone through, now she would finally give him what was coming to him!
Hikaru could feel the warmth spread through him as she curled up next to him. He could easily feel that she was completely naked. He waited. He waited some more. It wasn't until he heard her breath deepen into a soft snoring that he had the first suspicion that things weren't quite right.
"Shani?"
The snoring continued.
"Umm... Shani?"
No reply.
"Hey, er, Shani?"
Movement. "Shut up, Kitty," Shani mumbled before falling back asleep.
"Oh," Hikaru said, quiet and defeated.
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"Okay Kitty, time to wake up!"
"Mrrrr."
"Come on Kitty, you sound unhappy!"
"Urrrrffflbb."
"...and you smell a little, did you shower last night?"
"Nnnnnggghh."
"Well, we'll just have to do something about that, won't we?"
Hikaru was half awake, still partially immersed in dreams where he was forced to do the safety dance in Shani's panties while naked fairies persistently rammed him in the shins with waiters' trolleys. In somewhat of a daze from this, he dimly perceived that the bonds keeping him tied to the bed were being undone. Perhaps he should try to escape this other nightmare he was being thrust into? Nah, that would require effort on his part. Instead he let himself be dragged off the bed, partially aware that he was completely naked.
Tottering footsteps eventually led Hikaru to the bathroom. He wasn't certain, but it may have been the first time in his life that he didn't feel the overwhelming urge to check himself out in the mirror as he walked by. There was a squeak, and the hiss of water as Shani turned the shower on and carefully positioned Hikaru inside. It wasn't until she climbed into the shower with him that Hikaru began to realize something was going on.
"Uhh... what are you doing, Shani?"
"Getting you clean, Kitty. You're a mess and I just can't have that."
"Okay, just, hey..." Shani went to work with the soap, "Uh... why the personal attention?"
Shani grinned. In Hikaru's state, he barely noticed it, "Because this is personally important to me, Kitty. Now shut up and let me make you nice."
Hikaru desperately wanted to drift back into that half-aware state he had been in when dragged to the bathroom. Yeah, it wasn't the best, and he did feel slightly ill, but at least then he could make a better attempt to ignore anything bad that was about to happen to him. But Shani, among other things, happened to be a master at the loofah. Plus there was the hard-to-ignore fact that Hikaru was in a shower with a nude Shani currently scrubbing him down. As the shower went on, Hikaru couldn't help but notice she was paying quite a lot of attention to certain specific areas of his body.
"H...hey! You know, if you're going to be spending so much time down there, you should at least go all the way," Hikaru said, trying to sound jovial and almost succeeding in keeping that pleading tone out of his voice.
Shani gave him a look, "After everything that's happened yesterday, Kitty, what gives you the idea that I have any intention of going... all the way?"
"Well, I'm just saying," the words were lighthearted, but Hikaru's face had fallen into despair.
The shower was over, and Shani lead an unresisting Hikaru out of the tub. A vigorous toweling off followed, where once again, Shani spent an inordinate amount of time focusing on certain areas of Hikaru's body. By the time he was mostly dry, a significant deal of blood had flowed to Hikaru's crotch. Shani looked down and smiled, "You seem to be having a slight problem, Kitty."
"Yeah, one could put it that way," Hikaru said weakly.
Any further words were cut off as Shani grabbed the involuntarily extended member and skipped out of the room, dragging a yelping cat behind. With a deft spin, she managed to propel Hikaru onto the bed. Before he could get back up, she had crawled on top of him, "Well then, Kitty, we're just going to have to do something about that."
Hikaru waited for the teasing to begin. After everything that had happened, he knew only more torture was on the way. Was she going to suck him off and then deny him completion, like in the elevator? Or was it going to be something new? Hikaru tried to push himself up and out from underneath Shani.
"No Kitty, you stay right there," Shani admonished.
"Why?" Hikaru said, trying desperately to get a note of defiance into his voice.
Shani looked down at Hikaru, mountains of hair framing her face. She wasn't smiling, "Do you trust me, Kitty?"
There was a smart-aleck reply on the tip of his tongue. Hikaru bit it off. He looked back up at Shani, she seemed to be serious. Should he be serious in reply? After all that had happened? She had essentially tortured him for the past day, humiliating him in public and private, and abusing him in various ways. And now suddenly she was asking him if he trusted her? What the hell gave her the right to ask that, after all that had happened?
The thought popped right into Hikaru's head without warning: Because he had voluntarily gone into all of this.
"Yes, I trust you Shani."
Shani smiled. Unlike practically everything else over the past day, it was a genuinely warm smile, "Good Kitty, I trust you too..."
Hikaru's eyes widened in uncertainty as Shani shifted slightly above him. She looked down at him, "No Kitty, don't move. It's my turn to do something for you."
Shani carefully positioned herself over him. Her eyes never left his as she slowly lowered herself onto him. Hikaru found himself biting his lip at the sudden rush of heat enveloping him. Shani's eyes left his, but then again, his eyes were beginning to wander as well. Over her nude body, around the room. Hikaru's pelvis was beginning to twitch on its own accord. Every time he tried to start his own movement, though, Shani would slow down and give him a disappointing look.
With Shani setting the pace, things proceeded slowly and smoothly. Hikaru made a few more attempts at trying to influence or dictate the tempo, but each time was quickly and effortlessly rebuffed. After the third attempt, Hikaru finally gave up. Laying back and simply allowing Shani to control things... it wasn't something he was used to.
Yet it seemed to be working. Shani slowly built up speed, soft sighs and giggles being replaced by harder pants and moans. Hikaru was beginning to make his own noises too. She was deathly light, yet Hikaru felt every pound of her weight on top of him magnified as the mounting pleasure sharpened his sensations. He could feel every portion of her warm flesh that was in contact with his own, along with the growing radiant heat that flowed off her body. He could hardly believe this was actually happening. His subconscious had fantasized about this, even though he consciously denied such impulses even existed. Still, it was more than he could imagine.
The pressure inside was mounting. In synch, Shani's own moans were turning into cries as she pushed herself onto him that much harder. Finally she allowed Hikaru to start his own movement. With the two moving in unison, climax approached doubly fast. Shani's hands dug into Hikaru's arms as she alternately growled and cried out.
Hikaru finally cried out himself, his voice almost lost in the ear piercing shriek Shani let out as she orgasmed on top of him. Gasping in the throes of her own small death, Shani collapsed on top of Hikaru, who fell back on the bed, panting for breath. Shani's small hand found its way to Hikaru's chest, "Kitty..."
"Shh, it's okay Shani."
"No Kitty... it isn't. The... the trust..."
"Shani, I understand. If... if you gave me the choice again... to go through what I did yesterday for you... I'd do it again..."
"Oh Kitty..."
"No Shani, you mean that much to me, I love you."
"Kitty... it's not that..."
"What?"
"The pie... the one I said Eve had stolen? It was me, I ate the last of it."
"What?!!"
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