This camp was so boring. Ren and I took all the rookies out into the wild to get a taste of low level monsters, and to me it was nothing more than child's play. So naturally, I was looking for some more adult fun. My favourite little Asami-chan was my number one choice out of the rookies, and she was finally in a separate cabin to her snot-nosed kid of a brother. I've always been and always will be the opportunist. So, it wasn't long until I found myself seated on Asami's window, happily watching the little lemon drop tug her deliciously short nightie over her thighs.
"A~sa~mi~" I cooed.
She jumped, and turned on her heel on instinct. A cool, practiced anger slid over her features, and she flung her hand out as if reaching for her ever faithful sword, only to grope air. Then, she looked just slightly embarrassed, before she sighed it off and sat on her knees, being respectful - as was her default towards me.
"Good evening, sir." She said curtly.
"Good evening, Asami-chan," I returned, stepping into her room and padding towards her. I crouched down, and gave her my most suggestive smirk. "I love what you've done to your hair, it's beautiful," I can't wait to make it a rough, sexy mess... I mused as I ran the back of my hand down her ever-so-silky bangs.
She hit my hand away with hers, giving me that cold glare that never failed to send shivers down my spine. "Thankyou for the compliment, sir." Cool as ice.
"Hey, Asami-chan... It's really quiet here, huh? So peaceful..." Slowly, I sat down, looping my legs over hers. "The pure greens of the forest, the starry night sky..." I placed my hands on her thighs, and at the touch, for some damn reason I felt my heartbeat quicken. Oh, Asami. You never cease to surprise me. I slid my hands up her milky, soft skin, and felt blood rush through my ears, and my lips become slack. "It sets quite a scene, doesn't it?" I asked. The sweetest, most exciting part of a woman... Asami... the things I could show you... Suddenly, I felt a grip around my wrists that was as tight as a vice.
I snapped my neck up, and found Asami scowling at me. Although her usual coldness only made me amused, something about this one was a little... intimidating. "Wh...What?" I asked, pouting, frustration tugging at my brow.
"Tch, you never learn." She snapped, and all of a sudden she shoved her finger against my lips. With my wrists immobilised, and my lips pressed together... this was the opposite of what I wanted. She had me at her whim. "You are a child," She said, frowning as her cheeks pinked. Wh...What the hell...? I thought, a steady heat rising to my cheeks as her sharp green eyes bore into mine.
"A child!" She repeated, and kept me in place.
"T...Tch... Sorry, then...?" I grumbled. This... isn't fair...
Sigh. It feels so good to give my stories some attention. I might just have to keep this up.