Chapter 3: The Flying Swallow
The humming of the air conditioning was the only sound that could be heard from inside the small bedroom. As the howl of the moon bathed every corner with an insipid hue, Ryu laid there, frozen; he was still aghast from what transpired a few moments ago.
For what seemed to have been an eternity, Ayane's topless figure shot through the Master Ninja's green falcon eyes, to his head, and down to his manhood. His heart began to race as fast as a flying swallow until it can be heard amidst the humming of the cold air.
Breaking the silence, Ayane's face turned red; "S-sorry.. Master!" she seemed to have snapped back to reality; she immediately tumbled backwards and attempted to cover up with her small hands.
Standing erect, she covered her two enlarged nipples and yet failed to cover her pubes; she tried to cover the inside of her thighs but one of her breasts popped out like jelatin, jiggling ever so slightly. 'This is just so embarrassing!' she thought to herself as she fumbled and tried different combinations of covering her private parts.
Ryu's face lit up and tried to stop himself from grinning, he was mesmerized; after all these years, he thought of Ayane as a comrade and support; he never noticed how she had a killer figure apart from being one of the most dangerous assassins of her time. He always thought of her as a child who was just there to give him tips and intel, and yet, now she is a lady who could offer so much MORE; her hips and that fluffy snatch far below her navel.
Being a true gentleman, the master ninja tossed a towel to Ayane; he's been around a handful of beautiful women/assassins and it never crossed his mind to take advantage even if they're the ones making the advances; to him, the female body is a sanctuary that must only be penetrated by the right person at the right time. And now is NOT the right time.
Ayane bowed her head to say thanks and immediately covered herself up. "I'm so sorry," she blushed.
"Ugh.." Ryu felt a sudden sharp pain towards his back; the last desert battle has tested his healing abilities to its fullest. The scars of battle were never new to him; even with all his super human abilities and strength, he can still be susceptible to attacks from powerful foes.
Ayane rushed to Ryu's side, this time her towel was tied snuggly; "Master, it would be best for you to lay down for now," with that she put Ryu's left arm over her shoulder to escort him back to bed.
"Errrnggh," Ryu exhaled deeply. The softness of the futon felt good on his skin; he suddenly recalled how it felt to have Ayane near him. In the heat of battle, the familiar lavender smell gave him enough strength to befell the evil demon god of water. She thought that she was useless that time, and yet Ryu was thankful for her presence.
Ayane's red irises were filled with concern. "Where does it hurt?" she slowly caressed Ryu's right arm, feeling the stiff muscles that were contracting due to the pain.
"I'm … fine, don't worry about it" Ryu said unconvincingly.
Ayane's lips puckered, not falling for Ryu's lie
"How about here?" gently scraping her fingernails along the hardness of Ryu's arm, Ayane reached for his bare chest. Not batting her eyes for a moment, she then sat on the bed, with the side of her hip directly pressing against Ryu's side. With only a fabric in between their skin, there was a sudden and cozy warmth that surrounded the air.
Their eyes met; the soft expression on Ayane's face made it difficult for Ryu to resist staring. She looked like an angel who was tending to his wounds; the warmth of her hands, a set of phoenix feathers that provided an undying calm in both his body and spirit.
The temperature of the room seem to have increased; Ayane felt Ryu's heart throbbing the more the seconds pass.
It's funny how fate has yet again reunited Ryu and Ayane's spirits; they were always crossing paths in missions and yet what they felt right now was something quite extraordinary. It felt like the strings of destiny weaved theirs side by side, then placed in a circumstance that would only allow intimate consequences.
Ayane was first to break eye contact; she couldn't stand the heat being generated by Ryu's gaze; the feeling radiated straight through her heart, to her brain, to her soft bossoms, and then to her cunt. The same cunt that was at the receiving end of that pleasurable yet unorthodox encounter with the demon god.
And now with her hands still on top of Ryu's torso, she couldn't help but WANT him, right there and then. She was almost getting ready to drop all pretenses and just go Rambo on him.
As if possessed, Ayane moved her hands towards Ryu's abdomen; admiring how perfectly formed they were, like they were photoshopped. Ryu tried to react but Ayane was too into what she was doing.
"Shhhh…" Ayane purred as she stopped Ryu in his tracks. "I promise It'll make you feel better.." her voice was now as soft as ever, nearly that of a whisper.
Moving her hands in a circular motion, Ayane then proceeded to caress Ryu's abdomen. With her nimble hands, she popped open a bottle of sweet almond oil and skillfully distributed the liquid throughout Ryu's front.
The occasional movement of her arms allowed a small peek into one of her breasts from where Ryu's face was situated. He drank in the view; his mind wandered as he thought about all of the negative energy that he amassed from murdering whatever or whomever stood in his way.
Ryu closed his eyes and relished the sweet aroma gradually soothing his soul; Ayane's heavenly hands were washing away all of the malice, hostility, impurity, sadness, and guilt from him.
Like a gust of wind, Ayane jumped on and straddled Ryu's body in between her thighs. The action was so fast that Ryu didn't notice – because for the first time in his life, he was feeling truly at peace with his soul.
Ayane's hands reached Ryu's rock solid shoulders – the same shoulders with which the fate of humanity stood over these years. As if working a miracle, positive energy flowed through Ryu's bulk frame as he breathed freely from the evil that chained him to his fate.
Feeling the heat of Ryu's abdomen against her bare womanhood, Ayane leaned over and gave Ryu a kiss in the forehead; his eyes opened as Ayane's now bare chest stared him in the face!
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nasabayabasan07 The Flying swallow is one of Ryu Hayabusa's signature moves. He basically thrusts his sword while airborne, with bulls eye accuracy towards an enemy hitting them almost instantaneously from a great distance. He is invincible until the recovery frames after this move.
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