#sword play

you tugged your leg free, stumbling away from him. he got up off the ground after getting his ass handed back to him as you defeated him in a spar.

"i beg your pardon?" your brows furrowed as you drew yourself in a fighting stance once again, not showing outwardly how flabbergasted you were at the audacity of this strange man.

he followed suit, his lips still pulled into a feral grin. "if i manage to beat you, you must take me as your husband."

you crinkled your nose at that thought, having known him for less than a day. "and if i win?" you played along anyway.

he tilted his chin up so that he was looking down at you, "you can take whatever you want from me."

you cocked your head, "whatever i want?" a small smile decorating your face.

"anything."

and then he charged at you.

kashimo hajime was, once again, beneath you.

you panted as you dug the heel of your shoe into his sternum, your katana drawn to his throat. his arms were splayed out on the ground while blood poured down his wounds.

his chest heaved as he looked up at you, getting his confirmation that you were indeed the stronger sorcerer. "you win."

"i do." you made no move to step off him, and neither did he. "time for my reward."

you directed your gaze at your apprentice, "vacate the hall, do not enter unless i ask you to."

she bowed once before ushering the bystanders who had gathered to watch the two strongest sorcerers fight out of the hall, closing the doors behind her.

"now," you turned your attention back to the sorcerer beneath you, "where was i?"

"your reward," he replied, lifting his head slightly as he tried to get up from under you.

"stay down there, haji," you bring the tip of your katana to his lips, the weapon tinted with his blood. "clean it."

his tongue darted out as he ran it over the tip of your blade, all while holding eye contact with you.

"what can you do for me, kashimo?" you hid the shiver that passed down your spine and sheathed your katana.

he smirked up at you, "everything you want."

"get up," you commanded, eyes softening as he propped himself up on his elbows.

you didn't need to say anything as you cup the back of his head and parted your kimono slightly, bringing his face close to your core.

he dove in between your legs, pressing his nose against your clothed cunt, taking a long, deep inhale.

he cupped his hand over your crotch, a single zap of electricity delicately burning away the fabric barriers between him and his reward. without wasting a second, he planted himself between your thighs, hands sliding around your ass and settling there.

you gasped as your knees buckled when kashimo's tongue found your core. he licked a long stripe across your vulva, tilting his head up to look at your face.

you moaned as he nudged your clit with his nose while his tongue continued its ministrations along your core. his hands found your ass and squeezed, watching your reactions.

your fist closed around his hair, bringing his face deeper into your cunt. you bit your lip to hold back the lewd noises trying to escape you, feeling his tongue hot and invasive around your sex.

kashimo closed his lips around yours and sucks so hard you were buckling down on his face. he used his hands on your ass to bring you down more onto his face, urging you to ride him as he devoured you.

"w-wait, k-kashi-" your face scrunches in a frown, trying to fight the orgasm that you could feel was building as you ground down on his face.

"it's hajime to you," he grinned against your pussy, waiting until he caught your eyes before wrapping his lips around the little nub and sucking it hard.

you gripped his hair as you start grinding your hips down on his mouth, feeling the bridge of his nose nudge your clit with every slide, his tongue swirling around in your orifice.

"ngh.. w-wai- i'm close," you pant, shuddering as his brought his finger close to your core, sinking two of them in a smooth motion.

"yes..." he exhaled, his hot breath hitting your folds, "go ahead, come on my tongue," his smug voice reverberated against your sex as he dove back in.

that snapped you out of it. in a swift motion, you had him flat on his back on the ground, your shoe finding its way to his crotch before he had time to react.

katana drawn out, you pointed it back against his throat. his eyes widened slightly in surprise as he looked down at the tip of your sword and then down to his crotch before back at your face

"i like you better like this," you schooled your expression into an impassive one as you tentatively pressed your sole down on his crotch.

he hissed slightly, before he smirked, "whatever the lady wants, the lady gets."

you narrow your eyes, getting annoyed by his smugness but also undeniably turned on. you could feel the hard length beneath your foot, even with footwear on.

“strip,” your quiet voice carried in the empty training hall as you removed your foot from his crotch.

he wasted no time in shedding his pants, being careful not to stab his throat with your katana that was still pointed at him.

his heavy cock springing up immediately. the angry red tip was dripping with pre-cum, slightly curved almost as if it was saluting you.

you let out a giggle at that thought and kashimo’s eyes snapped up at you.

“i lay bare beneath you, and you laugh at me?” he pouts, eyebrows furrowing as he looks up at you through his lashes, “you are a cruel woman.”

you smile, amused by his misunderstanding of your reaction but not bothering to correct him. he looked so cute like this, naked, pouting and as hard as a diamond.

“touch yourself, haji.”

the quiet command makes his breath get caught in his throat. his cock twitches before he wraps his large palm around it.

you keep your katana pointed at him while your gaze remains on his nether regions. kashimo starts to stroke his cock in a rhythmic motion, sliding to the base, then the top, going around his tip and then back to the base.

he bites his lip, feeling vulnerable and crazy for letting you hold him in such a humiliating position. having you look down at him while you're way more clothed than he is, knowing a flick of your wrist might injure him gravely and he just did not care.

kashimo's breathing starts to speed up in sync with his palm, stroking himself faster, trying to gauge your reaction. behind your impassive expression, your eyes are heavy and dilated, trained on his cock.

it twitches again under your gaze, spurts of pre-cum coming out of the tip that hajime immediately wipes down on his cock. his hips thrust the air as he bites the inside of his cheek trying to remain quiet.

in an instant, you withdraw your katana and crouch near his chest, your fingers closing around his jaw. "don't hold them back haji, let me hear how pathetic you are."

a whimper leaves his throat, followed by an embarassed moan. his hand speeds up, pumping his cock furiously while the other hand settles on your waist.

you lean forward, holding the back of his head as you finally settle your lips over his. he opens his mouth, ever so compliant, and you don't hesitate before diving your tongue in.

he moans into your mouth, letting his mouth be explored by your tongue. you're not touching him much, and he feels pathetic as he realises his orgasm is nearing.

"are you close?" you cradle his cheek gently, not looking back, but you could hear the slick sounds of his palm pumping his cock.

"ngh- yes.. haa-" he pants, mouth open as a tremor travels down his spine. "kiss me."

"tsk tsk, is that a command? really?" you lean away from him, and he whimpers at your reprimanding tone.

"s-sorry, please, kiss me, please," he whimpers again, and you finally lean back in, knees on both sides of his chest and tilt your head before connecting your lips back together.

you pull his bottom lip in your mouth, biting down hard as one of your hands travel from the nape of his neck and into his hair, gripping tight.

he moans loudly in your mouth, hips jerking before he finally comes undone. hot ropes of cum fall over his lower belly and coat his palm.

you pull back, breathing heavily. you bring his palm upto your face and without breaking eye contact, run your tongue over it, collecting the semen.

he whines as he watches you, his spent cock coming alive at the erotic sight. you clean his palm off, getting every bit of cum on his skin into your mouth and then you grab his chin.

leaning back down, you coax his lips open and push his cum back into his mouth.

his eyes widen in surprise as he registers the taste of himself and you, before squeezing them shut.

you pull back, holding your palm to his mouth, "swallow it, haji."

he looks at you as he swallows and you feel the motion against your palm, eyes trained on his throat to see his adam's apple bob.

you smile at him sweetly and his heart flips.

"good boy," you lean forward to say it against his forehead before pressing a kiss there. he simply whimpers again in response.