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Chapter 9
by
Ame no Murakumo
Lunch Time?
Hagaromo (Main Story)
As it turned out it was an hour past lunchtime. But as I expected the servants were waiting right outside the door prostrate at my feet for my command. I gave it immediately and she darted away.
Ten minutes later I was sitting at the end of an enormous dining hall, sitting on a plush purple pillow as a seat. The ceiling was covered in paper lanterns that glowed like the sun. The Guardian Moons came one by one and took their seats near me. Fukushima wiggled her butt as she sat down, Shizu squeezed her tits and let the bounce as if to adjust them, and Onimusha, of course, coming last after the insane time we had with a crooked walk. The servants slid open the sliding doors to let the cool air of the day fill the room and ring the wind chimes hanging outside.
"The Guardian Moons of Eden Sky," I announced, "I'm pleased that you've come to share a meal. I treasure the moments I share with each and every one of you, not only you but the spirits who help keep this land afloat with deeds of the day. You all hold a special place in this heart of mine." "We feel the exact same way, Master Muzashi!" Fukushima declared, hands over heart. "Through all that is to come we will always be with you." Shizu added. Onimusha grinned and cackled, "You're damn right! Besides theirs no one else in existence who could possibly fuck us as good as you. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Shizu blushed at the sudden forwardness and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Then without further delay. Let the feast begin!" The doors on both sides of the hall opened and servants brought in plates and platters of the finest delicacies my mind could imagine. A servant poured me a cup and was about to take a sip when I stopped myself when I got a good look at the sight in front of me. Fukushima was her usual self digging in with her bear hands, Shizu taking small bites with a pair of chopsticks, Onimusha drinking her weight in liquor with the servants near her cheering "Oni! Oni! Oni!" I wanted this moment to be enshrined in eternity. My heart beating out of time... So clear, so vivid, so real... So real. I finally lifted the cup to my lips.
I suddenly was struck by a thought. I turned to the servant who poured my drink and pulled her close. I whispered into her ear, "Hagaromo" The servants face lit up with excitement and ran to spread the news to all the others but not the guardians. The hall became noticeably empty, Onimusha was the first to notice though what came out of her mouth were a slur of drunken ramblings. "Wher... the fu... did the skimpy girls go?" I said nothing and just sipped more drink while quietly behind the guardians, the servants pulled out instruments for their performance. Everything was soon in place and everyone was too distracted to see it coming, they just need more word to commence. And with a nod of my head they did.
The bells rang, The strings were plucked, the flutes blown, and horns sounded throughout the halls in celebration. Everyone welcomed the surprise and clapped, even Onimusha though her cheeks flushed red from drink. I remember writing that the Hagaromo was just a dance, but I only considered having music but I guess my subconscious thought otherwise. But I knew what came next. Dancing with the beat of the music came a servant with golden bells hanging on her ears and a white cloth covering her face with the symbol for fire on it. She leapt across the floor over and over again with fast yet smooth movements that took up a large area.This was the first movement, The Movement of fire. She slowly danced closer to Fukushima until she was a foot away from her. She lifted her leg into the air, high enough to rest her calf against her ear exposing her vagina to Hunter of the Sun. Suddenly the dragon tattoos on her legs grew darker and began to smoke. And with all her might, the servant slammed the raised leg onto the floor that sent shock waves and most notably, flames to dance across the room. There ends the first movement.
The symbol on the cloth sudden changed shape to the symbol for snow. Her moves became like something you'd see an Olympic ice skater do, just no ice and the music followed suite. The spins and leaps were a hypnotizing sight to see and just like before the tattoos changed to a bright blue and coldness flow from her legs. She spun her way to Shizu and craned her neck to look her in the eye though still hidden behind the cloth. She raised up her knee and began to spin faster and faster and her tattoos glowed brighter and chilled the room. She was now spinning fast enough to become a blur before all of us, then suddenly stopped herself with her raised leg and sent a second shock wave. This time tiny ice crystals formed in the air and glided to the floor. The Movement of Winter is now complete.
And now the final movement. The Movement of Lightning. The symbol changed, and the tattoos turned purple. Her movements became quick and wild, no grace and softness, and the music changed with it. Just like lightning. As fast as she was going, she did her best to make this movement last longer in comparison to the swiftness of the moves. Sparks scattered across her thighs as she inched closer to Onimusha. It was time for the grand finale. She got onto her knees and leaned back as far as possible and showed the Black blade what she hid under her poncho while also thrusting her crotch to Onimusha's direction. The servant caressed her body from her hips to her chest and spread out her arms. And suddenly a burst of electricity shot in all directions. The final movement complete.
Onimusha looked upon the back-arched servant with heavy eyes, resting her head in her palm. She appeared unimpressed at the sight of the entire performance. But as soon as it was completely over, her familiar grin spread across her lips and zoomed towards the servant still holding her position. Onimusha was looking down on her and holding her in the demons arms. "You call that lightning?" she asked, before charging her free hand full of lightning and shoving under the servants loincloth and into her pussy. The servant screamed in the sudden rush of pleasure. She convulsed and drooled at the ecstasy of power the Black Blade was gifting her. "This is Lightning! You need some more practice, Kagura!"
Kagura? "Yes! Yes, my lady! I will practice to the very marrow of my bones! But I need your hand! Gift me your magnificence!" The servant screamed. "Oh you want some more, Girl?!" Onimusha asked, "Then take it all!!" She unleashed another more powerful blast of electricity into "Kagura's" privates. The pleasure she felt must have been unbearable since she was kicking and screaming in amazement.
You can imagine how much I wasn't surprised at this considering Onimusha's personality, but it was enough to distract me from the other guardians. I finally tore my eyes away from the light show to Fukushima who herself was in the throws of pleasure as at least ten different servants were all over her body. Suckling her tits, licking her cunt. and sitting on her face to have her lick their pussies. I could see her eyes already on fire. The I looked to Shizu just sitting their all alone with her hands between her legs, which were shifting. and the floor around her was getting covered in her frost. She refused to be pleasured by any of the servants, but it was clear she was wanting some release. I got up from my seat and walked over to her. She lit up and blushed when she looked at me and had the most adorable smile. "I'm sorry, master." Shizu began, "I was amazed at the performance but no matter how hard I think on it, having anyone else pleasure feels like a betrayal. Please forgive me."
"You don't need to apologize for what you think, Shizu. If you will accept no one else, I shall gladly fill the role." Her cheeks were now beat red. Those eyes glistened again. She leaned her massive head close to me, and we shared a heartfelt kiss. Not like animals the previous times, but something more... sensual. I don't know how long we stayed like that but my trance was suddenly broken.
I could hear a noise at the very edge of my hearing. And I whipped my head around to the open doors. I knew that sound from somewhere, I heard it all the time. But I couldn't place my finger on it. "Is something wrong, master?" Shizu asked concerned. I knew what her mind was thinking with just her voice. She believed she did something wrong. That she displeased me. All I could so was dash those ideas. "Something is wrong." is all I said as I ran past the doors and onto the balcony. I could hear the noise a bit more clearly but not enough to make anything out. All that I could hear was a far of "Thum,thum, thum...". I needed a better vantage point, so I hopped up to the roof of the castle looked across Eden Sky. Now I could hear much more clearly, and I recognized the sound. How could I not. I heard above me on my drive from work to my apartment over my head. My worries were confirmed when I spotted six small dots hovering in the distance.
"Helicopters."
Well, well, well.
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The Monk of Eden
The Power of Creation
A comic book artist has spent their lives creating characters and story arcs that span countless series. But in all that time he never realized how dependent he was on that life when any and all hope of continuing it is taken away. Distraught and devastated, the artist returns home, broken, until they wake the next morning and casually writes and draws a character profile and sees it come to life. What could possibly await them.
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