Shigure/Femui

 Shigure dipped his paintbrush into the palette on the table next to him. He swirled around two shades of blue and green, blending them into a single aquamarine color. It was a shade similar to his hair. Quietly, he hummed a melody to himself as he let the brush travel across the parchment in front of him. He tapped his foot against the stool he was sitting on in rhythm to the song. Each carefully placed stroke danced across the paper in his steady fingers. Somehow with only a few colors, he had managed to make a flat painting feel so alive. It was like looking directly into a portal of a bright summer sky. Kamui silently watched him paint. She was memorized by the skill he was displaying before her.

"What are you humming?" Kamui asked curiously. She walked closer to him and lazily rest her chin on his shoulder. He smelled so fresh and clean, like the fragrance of a crisp mountain stream.

"Hm? Oh just something I had created just now. Do you like it?" Shigure responded. He turned towards her direction and flashed a perfectly white smile before resuming his work.

Kamui nuzzled into his neck. It was amazing, watching him paint with such a focused yet peaceful look in his golden eyes. His hands held so much skill. It was effortless for him. You could tell from each precise flick of his wrist, just how much passion oozed out of him as he worked. Watching someone do something they are skilled at truly is a beautiful thing. Kamui sneakily wrapped her arms around his waist, or at least she tried to be sneaky.

His hand froze, hovering over the parchment. He cleared his throat loudly and spoke to her in a stern voice,

"Kamui-san. You are being distracting. I can't work with you breathing down my neck like this." Shigure sighed and dropped his hand. He stroked her cheek and smiled warmly.

"I will come to you later. At the moment I'd like to finish this painting. It's hard to get into the flow with you right here..."

"Boo. I can't help it. Watching you paint is so relaxing. I could probably fall asleep right in your lap," Kamui sighed dreamily.

"Er. Please don't do that."

"I'm only joking. Tch. So serious all the time... I really would though. Can I watch you? Like this? Pleeeeease? Just keep going, for me." Kamui motioned to the half finished work in front of them. Her eyelashes fluttered as she batted them at him in a comically exaggerated way.

Of course, he couldn't say no to his beloved when her crimson eyes sparkled like that. Shigure grumbled and pushed her arms off of his waist.

"Fine. But no more touching."

The sweet melody of his voice filled the room as he started humming from where he left off. He picked up his paintbrush, coating it in muted green pigment, and pressed it to the paper. Shigure was so wonderful. His voice was a soothing velvet that made Kamui's heart skip in her chest. The way his eyes studied the paper so intensely made her even more intrigued. She could just barely see the muscles in his forearm contracting and releasing with every brushstroke. This feeling he was giving her... she was starting to get turned on by such an innocent thing ..

Kamui pressed herself against his back. Her breasts squished against his shoulder blades. Silence. The humming stopped but he continued to paint. She softly kissed his neck, right below his ear. Lingering for only a moment, her hands glided down the length of his torso to his upper thighs, where she teased the inner part of his leg with her fingertips.

"Stop."

It was now a game to her. How can we fluster him? Just how far can we push him? With a devilish smirk, Kamui backed away and walked around behind the easel in front of him. She knelt below it, putting herself directly at eye level with his knees. Shigure ignored her. He was aware of what she was doing but he didn't want to break his focus again.

Slowly, Kamui brushed her lips against his knee. She kissed down to his thighs but stopped before getting too close. 'Gods, what is she doing now,' Shigure thought to himself. He coughed uncomfortably and scowled at the girl below him. She had pressed a single finger to the crotch of his pants, and began slowly trailing it up and down in a path. Almost instantly his cock started to harden. She kissed his bulge. Her tongue dragged along the length of the growing shape making the fabric damp. She could already taste pre-cum, mixed with her own saliva. Shigure paused. The grip on his paintbrush tightened.

"I'm sorry, am I being distracting?," Kamui teased. She glanced up to him with lust filled eyes.

"What do you think," Shigure muttered.

"You're acting so grumpy. Yet you're this hard already..." She unbuttoned his pants as she spoke, "Ignore me if you want, your body doesn't lie."

As Kamui pulled down his pants his erection sprang up in front of her. She giggled and coiled her fingers around it.

"Hee hee.. told you."

Like that, he had lost all focus. His mind was wiped completely blank like a fresh slate. Shigure tried to continue painting but ended up staring blankly at the canvas. A bright rose blush spread across his cheeks. Kamui kissed the head of his cock and swirled her tongue along the tip. All these sensations made him feel lightheaded. She moaned enthusiastically as she carefully took him into her mouth.

"K-Kamui-san. Don't," Shigure breathed.

Saliva slowly dripped down the length of his cock. Nothing but the sounds of his heart pounding in his head and the sloppy noises coming from her mouth. She pressed her tongue flat against his length and took him even deeper into her throat. Shigure clenched his teeth and tried his best to ignore her but it was no use. Kamui's fingers dug into his thighs hard enough to leave marks. She sucked gently, her swollen red lips puckered around.

"S-Stop... What if someone comes... what if... mmmm...."

The paintbrush in his hand clattered to the ground loudly. He gave up completely. Shigure moaned and ran his fingers through her silvery hair, gripping her head firmly. Every time Kamui made a noise the vibrations traveled down his shaft. His eyes squeezed shut and Kamui intertwined her fingers with his when she felt his muscles starting to spasm.

'Nghhh.... I'm going to... Ah... You're gonna make me...," Shigure whimpered. His aqua blue hair fell over his eyes as his face twisted in pleasure. Kamui pushed him deep into her throat as he came. She swallowed every pump that shot out of his cock.

The sounds of him panting echoed in the room. Kamui pulled him out of her mouth and saliva dripped down her chin. She looked up to him innocently, a dribble of cum leaked out of the corner of her mouth. Shigure blushed madly and darted his eyes in the other direction

"You have a little something, er, " he mumbled. Before he could finish she urgently pressed her lips to his and kissed him tenderly. Kamui smiled and giggled against his mouth,

"Oops. Looks like you cleaned it off for me."