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- "Hyaaaah!" Yelled Hinoka, as she swung her halberd at Kamui. Ever since they met, she had been wanting to test her mettle against her adopted brother. And to her delight, he did not disappoint. Being the first to raise his sword, and the last to put it down, Kamui had become unbelievably skilled in combat. However, his personality had become something warped. He had been treating her rather poorly, whenever they were alone. Like right now. Insulting her for not being as feminine as his "sisters", as he liked to call them, from Nohr.
- "You know" Kamui said, after their spar was finished. A strange feel to his voice. "Every time I'm ready to think of you as a sister, you go and act like a man." Hinoka flinched, becoming angrier by the second. "Really?" She replied, masking her anger, "Someone has to be the man around here." Kamui didn't change expression. Looking bored with her reply. He knew what he would have to do to make her a woman. "The way you move, the way you talk" He said, eyeing her. "Is something I find awry". And indeed he did. He always wondered why someone with her looks, would waste them by acting so crudely. In public too. Had she no shame? Her battle uniform did nothing but enhance her figure. Her slender legs, and fantastic hips. And yet, when she opened her mouth, she was as crude as the next soldier. "And?" Hinoka asked. Feeling uneasy at the way he was looking at her.
- "And I intend to correct this tonight" he finished, with a wicked gleam in his eye. "What?" she said, wondering what he could mean by that. "And how do you think you'll be doing that?". "Simple" Kamui said, as he walked toward her, that same gleam in his eye. He leans close to her ear, and whispers, "I'll make you my woman".
- "Does he mean it?" Hinoka thought. If the way he'd been eyeing her since they reunited was anything to go by, he certainly didn't see her as his sister anymore. She didn't have long to think, as he quickly grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her into a kiss. For once in her life, Hinoka had no idea on what she should do. She had no idea how she should feel. But the burning in her stomach, and the reddening of her face were of some clue.
- It was late that night, no one awake near the sparring grounds but them. The wind whistled by, and the stars lit up the sky like the most grand of chandeliers. And she was unable to focus on anything but the warmth of Kamui's lips, and the pain of how harshly he was holding her hair. "I'll show you what it means to be a woman, and I doubt you will ever want to go back." He grabs her hand and guides it lower. "Ah~!" Hinoka gasps, finally getting a breath of air, face reddening by the second. She couldn't deny the way she felt right now, and that was a feeling that bothered her. "But is it so bad?" She thought, still gasping from the pain of her hair being held on to so roughly. Before she knew it, she was on her knees, looking straight at Kamui's thick member. "When did this happen?" She thought. "And why can't I stop?". Her thoughts were blurry, as she wrapped her lips around his cock, unsure of how to proceed.
- "Is this so bad?" Kamui said, still holding onto her hair. She didn't respond, simply flinched as he began to guide her head forward, slowly inching more and more of his cock into her mouth. She couldn't believe this was happening, but nevertheless, she was getting wetter by the second. She was thoroughly enjoying being treated this way, and by Kamui no less! "Is this what it means to be a woman?" She thought, head at an even rhythm with Kamui's thrusting. "Gods, ah, Hinoka, I'm gonna-" She felt his member stiffen deep in her throat, and then it began to pulsate, each time sending something thick down her throat. With Kamui maintaining his iron grip on her hair, she was in no position to resist, and continued to swallow, tears forming in her eyes from the pain in her head and mouth. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kamui withdrew his manhood from her mouth, spit forming thin strands that connected them finally breaking. "This is just the beginning", he said, looking at her with ravenous eyes. "You can expect more on our next sparring match, if you aren't a coward". Hinoka was felt anger, and helplessness. Things her cool demeanor let her deal with on a normal basis, but never on a level like this. Above all, she felt frustrated. Frustrated that all that had just happened was only a taste of what was to come. And frustrated because she desperately wanted more. Without sparing her a second glance, and with a quick turn, Kamui went on his way, his footsteps fading as he returned to his quarters.
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