Posing with Shiki

Shiki and I have our first place together and her friend Murakumo is staying over, along with her wolves. Luckily we have space. The only concern is that those two have started to settle back into their old ways. They've always been good friends and Shiki has always been eager to help Murakumo with her art.

 

I can hear them being uproarious and arguing in the living room and I check to investigate. Murakumo shifts her Hannya mask over with me in her presence and hides her face. It reinvigorates her energy to pester Shiki.

 

Murakumo pleads with Shiki "You've never had problems helping me before and every time I've gotten your help and feedback I've always made a hit!"

 

Shiki looks flustered. Did I miss something?

 

"I'm not doing kissing scenes" She mumbles

 

"Well if you won't let me kiss you how about you kiss Kotarō?" Murakumo pets the wolf's head and he grins with approval. His tail wagging.

 

"I'm not kissing a dog!" Shiki blurts out.

 

Murakumo seems to be insulted on Kotarō's behalf. "He's a wolf! He's also a proud warrior. And single. You should take the offer."

 

Shiki sticks her tongue out. "No!"

 

I guess it is like the old days.

 

Murakumo looks at me "Mmm how rude of me, you have someone already. How about you kiss him?"

 

Shiki is taken aback "What? I'm not making out in front of you."

 

I decide it's time to step in "I guess we just have to model the scene right? It can be like one of those 'movie kisses' where it's all for show."

 

"You're supposed to be on my side!" Shiki glares at me then relents. "Fine. We'll help."

 

Murakumo gives a villainous laugh from behind her mask. "Very well. I have storyboarded your poses. Let's begin."

 

Shiki and I take the first pose it's just us holding each other. I have to let her fall back slightly like in one of those old movie posters. This isn't so bad. I notice the top buttons on her blouse are undone and her heaving chest falls out of the open slot. I get scolded repeatedly for staring at her chest instead of looking into her eyes. I also feel something churn in my stomach and rise to the occasion. Judging by Shiki's blushing she can definitely feel it against her.

 

"I need you to be in character" Murakumo teases "Just like we always used to do it!"

 

Shiki bashfully looks me in the eyes and strokes my cheek. Her voice becomes wispy "You've always been my faithful protector!"

 

Filled with embarrassment I get into character: "I'll follow you to the end Star-Princess Winter!"

 

Now we take the second pose and it's us standing and pretending to kiss. I hold her cheek and touch our noses together. We feel each other so close and our breath keeps hitting each other. I lean in closer and our bottom lips touch. We pull it off spectacularly, to the casual observer we are mashing our faces passionately.

 

With some encouragement from Murakumo Shiki says her next lines: "We must keep our love affair a secret. For someone in my position to have a union with her-"

 

"All that matters is our love. I've always been at your side my princess and I always shall. If it means a life on the run with you then so be it!"

 

Then Shiki gets on her tip-toes and seals the kiss.

 

"I thought we were going to fake it." I tease.

 

She tastes her lips and blushes "It was instinct!"

 

We hold the pose again until Murakumo is ready to move on and we take the next position.

 

This time I have Shiki in my lap with her blouse open and slipping down her arms. She did convince Murakumo to keep the bra on. We won't have to make much of an effort this time as Murakumo is focused on drawing Shiki from the back. Shiki leans in and we touch noses again. We're supposed to say our lines but instead we're just eyeing each other and our breathing starts to race.

 

I look down and see her heavy I cups spilling from her tiny black bra. Her breasts are overflowing. I look back into her eyes and I can see she's starting to get a little into this. Her legs wrap around me and lock tightly. I can feel the heat radiating from her loins right against my crotch and she leans in to seal the kiss again. Her heavy chest pancaking against me.

 

I take the lead from her and start tasting her lips and tongue. I feel her whole body sink into mine as she lets me have her and I hungrily take her. Her blouse is discarded to the floor and her bra is unhooked to unleash those milky white breasts with explosive force. Murakumo is shaking and whimpering watching us and she gets up from her drawing and races over to us trying to break us apart as if we were two strange dogs humping on her lawn.

 

"T-t-t-this i-isn't a h-doujin!" She squeaks.

 

Well I guess plans change.