Setsuka (Female)

Pure silence.

That was how Setsuka usually preferred things. However, the weather did not seem to agree with her. The roaring blizzard winds screamed gaudily outside her small cabin. Snowstorms weren't rare where she lived, but she was hoping one wouldn't occur today. Her plans for today were now ruined and she was confined to staying indoors.

It dawned on her even more that this meant she wouldn't be able to see Taki. While the ninja was usually busy doing whatever it was she did, occasionally her and Setsuka would go entertain themselves at nearby towns. Both women were naturally loners, but they enjoyed each other's company. As a matter of fact, Setsuka would go as far as saying meeting Taki was the best thing that came out of pursuing Mitsurugi. Once she gave up **** against the samurai, who had bested her in combat, she more frequently ran into him, but instead on more friendly terms. During one run in, the ninja Taki snuck up on Mitsurugi and scared him. While at first, Taki regarded Setsuka with a level of disrespect, she eventually grew interested in seeing the two of her and Mitsurugi sparring. Needless to say, Taki was especially impressed with Setsuka and took a liking to her, much to Setsuka's surprise. From that point on, a friendship between them bloomed.

Well, friendship wasn't exactly the word Setsuka would choose.

While there were no romantic feelings involved between them-at least not yet-Setsuka and Taki had another layer to their friendship. One they completely kept private. Setsuka herself couldn't even explain how it came to be really. She had never even been attracted to another woman before. As far as she was concerned, she only felt attraction towards men. That was the thing that was complicated to her. While Taki was a woman, a magnificent one at that, she possessed a male organ, a penis. Although Setsuka would rather call it a third leg, considering it was 13 inches long and almost as thick as her forearm. The only way Taki was able to conceal a monster like that was through the use of a special ninja technique that shrunk it and her balls, which were also quite hefty. Setsuka remembered that Taki told her why she learned it.

"This suit hugs my skin tightly, so you can imagine how visible the bulge would be. Everyone would see it eventually, even when I'm not erect."

That much was true. From all their times fooling around together, Setsuka knew firsthand that Taki was already 8 inches while she was soft, which was still plenty visible in that bodysuit of hers. It was already enough her nipples were visible through it, but her member would stick out like a sore thumb. Not that Setsuka would mind. If anything, she was enthralled by the sight of Taki in that bodysuit; the way it brought out all her curves and her beautiful breasts took Setsuka's arousal to heights she never thought possible.

She knew the feeling was mutual. Many times when they were fucking, Taki would make comments on Setsuka's body. The kunoichi would go on about how she couldn't get enough of Setsuka's pale, voluptuous E cup breasts or how she adored her soft purrs whenever she would nibble on the tender skin of her neck. She always knew what to say to make Setsuka feel even more beautiful than she knew she was. Most strangers would whisper comments about Setsuka's pale blonde hair, as it was not common among the Japanese, but Taki would fawn on about how much she loved it. She even went as far as saying her little flower hairpin that pulled the front of her hair back was quote-on-quote cute. Also, she would never neglect to mention how Setsuka almost seemed like an ethereal beauty, which likely came from her snow white skin even paler and whiter than Taki's, her crystal blue eyes, and her choice of a white and red kimono with a cherry blossom pattern decorating it.

All this reminiscing about her and Taki's past endeavors started to make Setsuka realize she was lonely. It had been a whole week now that she hadn't had a full conversation with another person. Lately, snowstorms were occurring more frequently in the small countryside she resided in, making it impossible to even make trips to the nearby village. Food wasn't necessarily a concern, as Setsuka had made sure to stock up plenty. Just the lack of interaction with other people was starting to take its toll, even for an introvert like her. Not to mention, the lack of seeing Taki especially. It all brought forth a deep longing within her. Dejection and sorrow reared their ugly faces in her heart.

However, as if to answer her yearning, there was a small tapping at her door. It was quiet enough not to startle her, but loud enough to catch her attention. Before she brightened, her sharp senses awoke, like a tiger detecting a rival in the wild. Immediately, she grabbed her umbrella blade lying by the side of her bed. Everything around her ceased, no other sounds audible to her other than the tapping at her door that now picked up frequency. Eyes narrowed, she stood from her bed and silently stalked towards her door.

"Open up, damnit! I'm going to freeze to ****!"

Setsuka immediately recognized the sharp voice. It was Taki! Her entire demeanor from earlier changed and was replaced with that of a giddy wife happy to see her husband. A relieved and eager smile on her face, she practically skipped to the door.

She was greeted by a shivering Taki who basically leapt into the cabin once the door opened up. Keeping her gaze on the kunoichi as she closed the door, Setsuka realized that she wasn't wearing her typical red bodysuit, which made perfect sense considering the weather. Instead she was adorned in a black kimono with maroon colored clouds decorating it, which was worn over a plain red kimono. Around her slim waist was what seemed to be a crimson silk obi. A surprise to see her dressed so normal even though it made sense, and a pleasant surprise it was. It was as if a princess entered Setsuka's cabin!

Taki gave Setsuka a faux smile, doing a not so great job at hiding her frustration. "You really don't trust anyone, hm?" The kunoichi tried to add humor in her tone, but the annoyance was too obvious.

"Forgive me, Taki. I know I took too long to let you in," Setsuka couldn't help but giggle at her friend's evident irritation. "You know how I am, given that you're the same."

Clearly starting to relax, Taki's expression softened. "Well can't say I blame you. There are psychopaths that still brave weather like this just to invade someone's home to kill them. Especially tiny little cabins like this one."

A thought occurred to Setsuka. "So then, what makes YOU brave the weather? You're something of a psychopath yourself," Setsuka joked, but she was genuinely curious.

Then Taki's expression changed to something else. It was not one of someone who simply came to converse. "Well I'm not trying to kill you, but I do want something from you." Her voice lowered from her usual sarcastic tone to more of a seductive purr.

Setsuka knew where this was going and, quite frankly, she was loving it. The atmosphere in the cabin shifted immediately. No longer were they two good friends meeting up, but more so like two lovers prepared to mate.

Crossing her arms under her breasts, Setsuka returned Taki's seductive demeanor with a sultry smirk. "You really came all this way, through such dangerous weather, just to fuck me?" She raised an eyebrow in a suggestive manner.

"Not quite, but the details aren't important," Taki approached Setsuka, her hips swaying provocatively. "What is important is that I'm here now and you are looking absolutely gorgeous. I need someone to warm me up. What do you say?"