Chapter 12

“Can I get you anything, master?” Shizuka asked as she kneeled in her position on Keiko’s desk.  Her master shook her head, closing the book she had open in front of her.

“I’m fine, Shizuka, really.” the human girl responded in her softspoken way.  “I haven’t had a problem all week.”  Keiko closed her book and stood up.  “Besides, it’s almost time for bed.”

Shizuka nodded submissively.  She’d been Keiko’s Shinki for six years now, ever since she’d been diagnosed with cataplexy as a young teenager.  The ninja had devotedly served her from the moment they first met, in tasks from delivering medication to ensuring her master made the walk home safely each day.  With her help, Keiko had largely managed to hide her condition from her peers, letting her enjoy as close to a normal high school life as she could have asked for.  She was also responsible for taking care of Keiko’s stress, since that was the usual trigger for her episodes.  Keiko had dealt with her condition in part by adopting a quiet, gentle personality, but having a confidant she could express her worries and cares to in private made it easier.

Keiko made her way to the bath with Shizuka perched upon her shoulder, hopping off onto the sink counter when it was time for the girl to shed her clothes.  She was of fairly average build for a girl her age, if a bit on the frail side.  Her condition made exercise difficult, and while she dieted carefully to avoid gaining weight, her lack of muscle tone made her look rather wispy.  Still, Shizuka thought she was quite beautiful, almost regal.

The Fubuki watched her master bathe, Keiko taking her time in rubbing herself down with a soap-covered washcloth and then doing the same with shampooing her hair.  She preferred wearing her hair long, even though it made it harder to care for.  Shizuka caught herself staring at those long, slender legs more than was proper when they were lifted from the water so that Keiko could wash them, and quickly averted her gaze.  Such thoughts were unbecoming of her bodyguard.

If Keiko noticed her Shinki’s impropriety, she didn’t seem to mind, nor did she mind giving Shizuka a full view of her in the nude when she stood from the finished bath.  If anything, Shizuka could have sworn she caught a flash of an impish smile as Keiko turned away to wrap a towel around her body.

“Come, Shizuka.” Keiko said, offering her shoulder as a perch once more.  The ninja obeyed, doing her best not to take advantage of the view the position offered by looking down.  She hopped off again as they returned to her master’s bedroom, expecting Keiko to change into her pajamas.  Instead she simply unwound the towel and stretched out in bed, giving a feather-soft groan.

“I feel as though I could use some stress relief.” Keiko said, giving Shizuka that brief impish smile again.  “I hope you don’t mind, Shizuka.”

“Ah...of course not, master.” Shizuka replied.  It was her responsibility to watch over her master, she told herself, even when said master had begun to fondle herself in full view of her Shinki guardian.  Excitement carried the risk of bringing on an episode, but Keiko was still a teenage girl with all the needs that entailed, and indulging her libido was one of the few risky activities she allowed herself.  It was Shizuka’s job to watch her master’s hand caress the soft pink buds of her nipples, to watch her lift her breast enough to lick at herself with delicate sweeps of that delicate tongue.  It was duty of care that demanded she watch Keiko’s other hand made its way to her southern lips, to dip inside and tease her perfect pink clit until it peeked out from its hiding place.  Shizuka had to watch those long, slender legs kick lightly back and forth, had to listen to her master’s sweet sighs and moans as she pleasured herself.

“Oooh~” Keiko cooed, eyes briefly closing in bliss.  “Shizuka, could you come and help me?  It seems I can’t quite reach all of the spots I’d like.”

Shizuka’s face flushed a shade of red vivid enough to rival the blue of her model’s hair.  This wasn’t the first time Keiko had invited her to participate despite, or perhaps because of, how flustered she knew it made her Fubuki.  She had to obey her master’s wishes, though, or at least that’s why she told herself she flew down on her raven wings to perch gently upon Keiko’s bed, between the human girl’s legs.  Keiko’s slender fingers spread her nether lips apart invitingly, exposing her glistening pink to her bodyguard.  It was by her master’s order, Shizuka thought to herself, that she came and lapped at the underside of Keiko’s swollen clit.

“Shizuka~” Keiko moaned in that feather-soft way, urging her Shinki to continue.  Her clit was just small enough that with some effort Shizuka could fit it into her tiny mouth, but more often she would simply swirl her tongue around the sensitive nub, teasing it with a level of precision that far outmatched what Keiko’s human-size fingers could achieve.  Shizuka’s own even smaller fingers instead stroked her master’s folds, brushing feather-light over what to her was a vast expanse of slippery pink.  Keiko’s nectar drenched her hands in seconds, a tangy flavor that Shizuka only wished she could taste more deeply than her limited ability to process foreign fluids through her jellycan intake allowed.  Alas, she could only drink so much before her body would complain, so she held herself back, sampling her master’s honey only lightly.

Keiko continued to hold herself open for her Shinki with her hand, the other playing slowly with her breasts as she relished the attentions of her tiny bedmate.  She knew just the right way to croon to help Shizuka’s inhibitions slip, and was eventually rewarded with the exotic sensation of one of her partner’s tiny fingers slipping into the other hole nestled within her pussy.  Keiko let out a breathy gasp, relishing the dirty feeling of both the fetishistic touch and the seduction of her bodyguard that it represented.  She had no problem with being soft and demure in public, but in private she wanted to let her repressed wild side out, if only just a little and if only with the person she trusted most in the world.  She knew full well the risks, and trusted Shizuka to keep her safe.

Soon enough she felt release build on the horizon, driven there by her partner’s tiny touches.  She let her moans grow louder, keeping just quiet enough to be sure she wouldn’t be heard when she let Shizuka’s name spill from her lips, egging her partner on, urging the Fubuki to bring her the orgasm she craved.  Even as she felt her pussy contract in pleasure, though, Keiko felt the consequences hit her as she pushed herself just a little too far.  She would have winced if she could have, but her body seized up and went limp, leaving her unable to move a muscle no matter how her mind struggled to push through the sudden leaden sensation.  She didn’t panic, though.  She had the first time, of course, and many times after that, but over the years she’d grown used to what could happen when she grew too stressed, or too excited.

Besides, Keiko thought as she lay there, she had a dependable partner.  Even having just been neck-deep in indulging her libido, Shizuka immediately noticed when Keiko went limp and drew forth her scroll case.  Inside was a small injector that she stuck into Keiko’s thigh, taking care to hit a vein.  Keiko’s body jerked as if shocked as the emergency medicine took effect, though it was still a good few seconds before the sluggishness diminished to where she could reclaim control.  She sucked in a breath, not because she needed it but to confirm to herself that she could breathe the way she wanted to again.

“Are you alright, master?!” Shizuka asked with the worried tone she always had when Keiko had an episode, no matter how short.

“Mm.”  Keiko nodded, to reassure Shizuka with the conscious motion.  “I’m fine now.  Thank you.”  She tucked her wild side away and let her usual demure attitude reassert itself, even as she reached down to draw Shizuka up to near her chest, the Shinki kneeling on the palm of her hand.  “Don’t fret, alright?  I knew that might happen before I started.”

“But master...”  Shizuka was gently hushed by a delicate fingertip on her lips.  Keiko gave her the same faint smile she usually did, tinged with warmth now rather than impishness.

“I’m okay.  You were here.”

Shizuka nodded after a moment, and Keiko let her down before getting up to clean herself and change into her pajamas.  Even with the excuse of her condition, it wouldn’t do for anyone else to find her sleeping in the nude.  Shizuka returned to her perch on the desk to watch over her master as she turned off the lights and went to sleep.  She spent some time sitting there, watching the moonlight play off Keiko’s face, before going to her cradle to charge for the night.  She would always be okay, Shizuka reassured herself, because she would always be there for her master.