Himiko is treated as a princess

Without waiting for any further cue, Tenko leaned in and locked lips with Himiko.

Immediately, the smaller woman realized that this was what a storybook-perfect romantic kiss was supposed to be like. Tenko's passionate, hungry kiss felt so exactly taken from the movies, Himiko thought it was amazing a musical score hadn't stricken up to accompany it. The hand behind her head gently held her locked in the embrace, and she felt ashamed at her own attempts to return the advance.

When she opened her heavy-lidded eyes and looked into Tenko's, however, she felt any shame melt away. Wordlessly, Tenko's sharp, sparkling eyes seemed to tell Himiko exactly what she wanted to hear: that if it was an incredible romantic gesture, it was only possible because Himiko was its recipient. She simply closed her eyes and let Tenko do the work with her lips, only pushing back as much as she had to in order to avoid being overwhelmed.

After what felt like solid minutes of breathless spit-swapping, Tenko withdrew. Himiko was embarrassed to find herself making out with air for a moment, so caught-up was she in the kiss they'd been sharing. If Tenko noticed, she didn't show it. Instead, she kept on the same gentle smile as she tossed her hair to settle her bangs. "So, my Himiko... do you trust that I can please you now? I'd like it if you could think of me as your prince... All you need to do is wait for me to take care of everything for you, my princess."

"Eh... Nyeh?!" Even as into it as she'd been, this declaration startled Himiko. "What the... m-my ideal Tenko is kind of a cheesy romantic, huh...?"

"Only as you like," Tenko responded to the words Himiko had meant to keep to herself. She gave Himiko another fond rub on the back of her head... Then, suddenly, rose to her feet, lifting Himiko along with her. Before Himiko knew it, she was being supported in the air by the back and legs in a princess carry against Tenko's chest. The martial artist stood on top of the bed and drew her own forehead close to Himiko's, speaking in a low voice. "Now, my princess... do you trust your prince?"

Himiko's eyebrows arced in dramatic disbelief as she tried to decide how she was supposed to respond to these kinds of cornball lines. If anyone else tried them on her, she'd laugh before telling them to take a hike. Here, though... It almost felt right... She gulped, then finally responded. "A-are you about to do something crazy, Tenko?"

At this, her friend did chuckle slightly, grinning attractively while keeping her face close to Himiko's. "Nothing crazy, no. I'm simply going to blow your mind, my princess. Shall we?"

The mage's jaw hung slightly ajar as she tried to imagine what that even meant. Since she couldn't, she simply gave a small, dumb nod in response.

Tenko returned an affectionate nod of her own... Then, she planted another small peck on Himiko's cheek, whirled around, and unceremoniously dropped her.

Himiko hadn't been making any effort to hold on, so she simply let out a yelp, certain she'd just been dumped onto the floor. Of course, she'd simply lost her orientation: Tenko had dumped her near the head of the bed, into a huge pile of extraordinarily comfortable pillows large enough to catch her entire body. Alarmingly, a cloud of pink smoke seemed to shoot up around her, as though the pillows had been full of them. It all drifted lazily away from the mage, however, without leaving any fumes behind for her to **** on.

She let out a small squeak, realizing that the smoke wasn't the only thing leaving her. In substitution for any sort of a costume, the smoke had left her clinging to a large, fluffy pillow held across her chest. When the butt-naked mage tried to peer down to take a look at it, she went red-faced and immediately regretted it: the pillow was a flashy pink color with a huge red heart embroidered with the word "YES" in white. It was big, but not big enough to cover her lower body, and Himiko was now certain her red pubic hair was likely showing to her friend.

Speaking of her friend, Tenko immediately lowered herself to her knees in front of Himiko, playfully leaning forward onto the pillow with a cat-like smile. "Well, well, my princess... If you've used your magic to change yourself in this way, can I assume you're ready to go?"

Himiko opened her mouth, intending to protest, and found she couldn't. She tried to take her arms off of the humiliating pillow Tenko was referring to, and found she couldn't. Her body felt limp; not ill, but unwilling to exert itself.

Tenko grinned... Then, her face grew further away as she crawled backwards slightly, positioning her head over Himiko's lower body. She shot Himiko a wink, but said nothing else... Then, she lowered her mouth.

Himiko could see Tenko's sharp green eyes peeking up at her from around the pillow, as she proceeded to...

Proceeded to...?!

"Holy heck!!" Himiko's alarmed mind shouted. Her lips managed an even less coherent statement, simply babbling out a loud "Hauuuugh~!!" as her head bucked backward and her arms dug into the fabric of the pillow for dear life. Himiko could hardly imagine what Tenko was doing with her tongue between her legs, but before she knew it, her body had grown incredibly hot. For a moment, she imagined she was kicking Tenko wildly and wanted to apologize; when she finally got a look, she realized that had only been her imagination, and instead her weak legs were splayed, her toes curling at the unexpected pleasure. Himiko worked hard to try and get her eyes down and locked with Tenko's, instead of uncontrollably rolled back in her head.

When she did so, Tenko's eyes smiled at her, but she shook her head, seeming to understand what Himiko was thinking.

From this, Himiko realized she was being chided for exerting any effort and gladly gave up, breaking eye contact to resume moaning wildly as Tenko helped herself to the rapidly moistening space between her legs. When Himiko finally came, she was humiliated, but she made no effort to try to hold it back: Tenko, for her part, withdrew considerately, seeming to understand Himiko was embarrassed.

The martial artist cleaned up her face. Himiko didn't see her do it, panting heavily and covering her eyes with one of her arms, unable to believe what she'd just allowed to happen with-

"Now, now," Tenko interrupted, plopping down beside Himiko to play with her hair while shaking her finger with the other hand. "There's no need for you to look humiliated. Are you thinking something silly like, 'I've taken advantage of my friend,' or 'Tenko is doing all the work?'"

Himiko had been thinking both of those things, so she nodded slowly without specifying.

"That's not it at all... Himiko, you're my princess. During our sex, all I need is your satisfied reaction. From now on, I never want you to feel the need to lift a finger. You wanted your magic to bring smiles, correct? Your magic has already brought me a smile, and will continue to do so for a long, long time..."

"N-nyeh... that's so..." Himiko tried to reply on behalf of her dignity, although she found she couldn't finish.

"Aw, are you feeling shy? Or maybe you're simply tired? You're so precious, my pretty princess..." Tenko planted a quick kiss on Himiko's forehead, brushing her bangs aside to do so. "However, I'd be happy if you grew comfortable with the idea on our honeymoon, considering how it'll appear to the others."

"... O-oh..." Himiko muttered. She felt her brain trying to gear up with some new urgency and felt like it was smothered in the fluffy pillows all around her head. "W-wait... Are you saying...?"

Tenko giggled again, blushing a bit herself, now. "Well, of course... After a night like that, surely you're prepared to present as a loving prince and a beloved princess to our friends, correct? Personally, I'm looking forward to showing all of those degenerate males what a beautiful, feminine romance is truly like."

"Tenko's... gonna act like this outside of this room?" Himiko thought with muted, horror, quickly catching back up to speed on what she'd originally been worried about. "Wait, am I gonna act like this outside of this room?! I've gotta warn Tenko that we changed! I... can barely move, but... Tenko can-"

Before Himiko could finish her thought, Tenko planted another kiss on her lips. This time, the fuzziness and flowers in Himiko's head grew overpowering. She couldn't stop herself from cooing lightly at the affectionate attention, then panting heavily when they separated.

"... Tenko can take care of things from now on. Hehe..." Himiko incorrectly finished her thought, smiling at her reliable prince.