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Comfortable

Kodachi led Akane upstairs, holding her hand gently, yet firmly. She had to be careful with her because she was very aggressive and very enthusiastic.

What she was about to do would be a first for Akane, though not for Kodachi. She had used it before on Nabiki, though not to the degree she planned on with Akane. Nabiki had also been a bit more willing as she relaxed more to the idea of being with Kodachi sexually.

Akane was quite eager. In more conventional terms, she was nearly a nymphomaniac. She didn't NEED the sex, but she sure wasn't going to turn it down when it was offered, and especially not from Kodachi. Kodachi did things Nabiki wasn't willing to, not that she could really blame her older sister much.

Akane knew she liked guys and wasn't much for woman to woman sexual contact, but sometimes, Akane really NEEDED it. Those were the times she had convinced Nabiki to help her out... Flushing guiltily, she knew she had practically raped her sister, sometimes threatening her with bodily harm if she didn't comply.

And now, Akane's relationship with Nabiki was somewhat... strained. Sadly, Akane found she couldn't blame her. It was very close to how she felt about Kuno, though she wouldn't hesitate to punch him in the mouth if he tried to grab her.

Oh well. Nabiki could have him. Akane scowled internally. If only things were that simple; she'd have Kodachi and her sister could have Kuno. But they weren't. Okay, so Nabiki had Kuno, that much was obvious. She was always grabbing all over him, pinching his butt and fondling his crotch; the two of them would spontaneously break out into heavy make-out sessions for no apparent reason.

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Akane didn't like Kuno for one reason: he still lusted after her. Aside from that, she didn't mind him. So it was only due to the fact that Nabiki was there that she was sitting and watching TV with him. And of course Nabiki was the buffer between them.

It was rather late at night, and all the lights were out, and Akane was actually having a pleasant time just relaxing. She sipped her soda and munched on the popcorn she had made... well, Nabiki had made for her.

Her attention wasn't exactly glued to the TV as she was a bit tired after the long day. It was because of that she noticed her sister had her arm around Kuno. Shaking her head a little, Akane turned her attention back to the TV. She would never understand how Nabiki could stand him.

A few minutes later, she looked to see Nabiki sitting just a little closer to Kuno and his hand moving up and down her thigh. Periodically, his hand would range to her inner thigh, very close to her sex (even if she was wearing those shorts) and squeeze.

Scowling a little, Akane tried to turn her attention back to the TV, but the two on the couch with her seemed determined to bother her the entire time.

First it was Kuno's arm going around Nabiki, coming dangerously close to her own shoulder. Then it was him leaning over and slipping his other hand up inside her shirt, causing little sounds of pleasure to emanate from Nabiki.

Sighing loudly, Akane scooted over a little more to get away from the two, knowing how things would end up deteriorating.

It didn't take long. A few minutes later, they practically fell in Akane's lap, Nabiki's shirt open, Kuno's pants undone, sucking greedily on each other's necks. They were furiously attempting to undress each other even in their reclined positions.

Quickly pulling herself out from underneath the two, Akane just stared at them in disbelief, then headed up to her room for the night.

The next morning, Akane came down to find the room in disarray. The TV was still on, there were clothes strewn about the entire room, and the two were asleep on the couch, naked. Akane was very glad she had no interest in men at that point.

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The sight sickened Akane, but... Damn Kodachi. That was where the problem was. Kodachi was also of the mind that Kuno was the household stud, and while she wasn't as... physical as Nabiki, she would still hold his hand or walk arm-in-arm with him. And she wouldn't pay attention to Akane.

There were some things Akane could understand. She could understand Nabiki's reluctance to be with her. She could understand Kodachi's patience and time spent with Nabiki, but she could not understand was she seemed to be getting less sex than everyone else in the house.

Sex with Kuno was absolutely out of the question. She'd no more want to have sex with him than she would a... a... well, something really nasty. And while the fact that he was Kuno made the thought disgusting, the initial fact that he was male was just icky. Sexual relations with men were just... not her thing.

But at the moment, she had Kodachi all to herself. Nabiki was out, and Kuno was... She didn't know and didn't care. Finally, some time for herself. "Kodachi, will I get this reward after every meal I cook?" she asked.

Kodachi looked back at her, a small smile on her face. "Perhaps."

The thought was thrilling for Akane. With good cooking came personal time. That in itself was enough to make her hormones take over the whole process of making food. "Kodachi, what are we going to..."

"Quiet now, Akane-chan. I wouldn't want to ruin your surprise. Would you?" Kodachi's tone of voice was quiet, patronizing, like a mother speaking to a child. There was something quite... relaxing about it that Akane adored.

Instead of going to one of their rooms, Kodachi led Akane to a different room. "What's wrong with my..."

"Your room... is not suited for this," Kodachi said simply.

Akane found that quite strange, but accepted it. It simply meant they were going to do something different. Each of their rooms were fairly simple after all. There was only so much they could do with each of their personal effects.

That was one thing Akane had never mentioned and figured it was time she did. She had never said how much she appreciated everything. The large room she had, twice the size of her old room, and all the facilities. It was almost like being at a health spa. There was something gloriously liberating about swimming in the nude that was an impossibility any other place.

"Um, Kodachi?" Akane said tentatively. She really didn't want to kill any sort of mood either.

"What is it, Akane-chan?"

"I... I never told you..."

"Told me what?"

"I never said how much I appreciate things." Akane found herself blushing.

"Appreciate things? Whatever are you talking about?" Kodachi asked in that tone that made Akane feel like a small child.

"Everything. I don't know what I would have done..."

"Nonsense, Akane-chan." Kodachi didn't stop walking or even look back at her. "It took a little getting used to, but we're happy now, aren't we?" Kodachi stopped in front of a door and faced Akane. "I'm almost inclined to believe we could have done this before."

Akane blushed bright red and looked down at her feet quickly. Maybe, maybe not.

"Don't turn into the shy young girl now. We have things to do, you and I."

Akane nodded, still blushing.

Kodachi opened the door and led Akane inside the room. Looking around briefly, gripping Kodachi's hand, Akane realized she hadn't seen this room before. It was like the entire house was designed to be a giant den of various pleasures, where each room held a different desire.

Smiling gently, Kodachi closed the door. "Sometimes I allow Brother Dear to do this to me." She smiled slyly, giving Akane a sidelong look. "Sometimes I do it to him. He does seem to enjoy it so."

Akane bit her lip a little, unsure if this was something she wanted to do. The room itself was rather daunting, without even considering what was done in it. The windows were covered to make it very dark, and the light was little more than a soft spotlight. It wasn't any larger than the other rooms, but it was almost empty to make it seem so.

In the middle of the room was a large bed, covered with dark sheets, which the spotlight was shining on. Akane could see, attached to each corner of the bed was a padded cuff that she could well imagine the use for. Unfortunately, or fortunately, the rest of the room was in darkness so she couldn't see any more details.

"Um... I don't..."

"This is what you wanted, isn't it? You wanted your time alone with me, and now you have it. You have it under my terms. Now, shall we continue, or end things now?" The tone of Kodachi's voice left no mistaking the mood she was in.

Akane hesitated for a bit before nodding slightly. She knew she had to be able to trust Kodachi. She DID trust Kodachi. But she was still rather frightened.

"I'm very glad, Akane-chan." Kodachi's voice had softened again and she squeezed Akane's hand reassuringly. "There are some rules we must establish first though, to maintain trust between us."

Akane looked up, surprised at this. "Trust?"

Kodachi gave her a nod. "Of course. If ever you wish for me to stop, really stop, you must say 'checkmate'."

"Checkmate?"

"Yes. Now, you're sure you will remember that? I wouldn't want you to forget it."

"Checkmate. I can remember that."

"Good. Let us begin." Kodachi released Akane's hand and turned her around roughly. "Just relax, Akane-chan, and this will be much easier."

"But what..."

"Do not speak! We have not yet begun." With speed and precision, Kodachi began removing Akane's clothing for her. "This should prove to be most entertaining; I know you shall have an enjoyable time."

It was like Kodachi's voice had paralyzed her vocal chords. Akane could not speak, though she had nothing to say. All she found was that, as her clothes fell away, she found she wanted to do nothing more than give in to the sensations.

When she had on nothing more than her plain bra and panties, Kodachi steered her over to an area next to the bed where the light did not reach.

"Stand there, Akane-chan. Do not move."

Akane nodded, not knowing if her agreement was visible in the darkness. There was the sound of what might have been a drawer opening to her left, and a vague shape that must have been Kodachi, but other than that...

"Good," Kodachi said, approaching her. "You trust me, Akane-chan, do you not? You may speak."

"I do."

"What is the word?"

"Checkmate."

"Excellent." Kodachi moved behind her and put some sort of scarf over her head so it lay across of upper chest. "Then trust me when I do this," Kodachi whispered.

The scarf was lifted and draped over Akane's eyes, plunging her into a few terrifying moments of fear as it was tied around her head.

"Relax, Akane-chan. It will be so much more fun this way. You'll see." Adjusting the blindfold appropriately, Kodachi smiled at her submissive captive. She took the linked cuffs from over her shoulder and made sure they were loose, a smile on her face. "You know I won't do anything you don't want me to..."

With that said, Kodachi put one of the cuffs on Akane and cinched it tight enough to prevent escape. She was rather surprised that Akane didn't protest at all, but didn't think on it too much as she put the other cuff on Akane.

She took the chain that connected the two cuffs and pulled it up, lifting Akane's arms above her head. She put it over the hook that was attached to a bar, which was in turn mounted between two chains that hung from the ceiling.

"Are you afraid, Akane-chan?" she asked, adjusting the height of the bar so Akane's hands were well above her head.

Akane started to speak, but quickly caught herself and only nodded.

"Now, are you really afraid, or simply... anxious? Excited? Maybe a little aroused?" Kodachi asked quietly, running her fingertips over Akane's skin.

Akane's audible swallow and slight shivering spoke volumes in the darkness.

"Very good. Let's begin then." Kodachi pulled down Akane's panties to reveal her bare butt. Running one hand over the smooth skin, Kodachi nodded to herself.

Standing and leaving Akane wondering, Kodachi fetched her favorite implement and prepared to use it Akane. It was a small paddle, very similar to a ping pong paddle, though the wood was smooth and highly polished.

Walking slowly back to Akane, she eyed the blindfolded girl carefully. "Now, Akane-chan, you mustn't say the word unless you really mean it. No crying wolf." She stood at Akane's side and rubbed the paddle across Akane's helpless stomach, chuckling slightly when Akane's body jerked at the contact.

Switching the paddle to her other hand, Kodachi rubbed across Akane's rear, feeling her tremble. It was time to begin.

She pulled the paddle away a few inches and swatted Akane fairly lightly with it. The smacking noise it made was most likely the worst thing about it.

Nevertheless, Akane's entire body jerked forward like she had just been punched in the kidneys. She gasped loudly, caught by surprise by the sharp contact. It hadn't really hurt, but it was just very strange.

Kodachi repeated it, but on the other cheek, and her hand strayed up to Akane's breast. Even through the bra, she could feel the nipple harden rapidly, more than it normally did with simple fondling. Akane was enjoying the experience.

Kodachi rubbed the paddle across Akane's slightly reddened cheeks before hitting her again, this time a little harder. The smacking noise was a bit louder, as was Akane's gasp. Trailing her hand down from Akane's breast to her exposed womanhood.

Oh yes, Akane was most definitely enjoying things if the dampness was any indication. "Akane-chan, I do believe you're enjoying this," Kodachi said quietly, smiling.

Akane nodded, her body trembling with a sudden surge of shame and sexual energy.

"I'm happy to know." Kodachi hit Akane especially hard and slipped her finger inside her, pressing her clitoris with her thumb.

Akane cried out loudly from the combination of pleasure and pain. And then the cool wood of the paddle was rubbing against the stinging flesh, and Kodachi was almost making her legs buckle with her hand at her sex.

Kodachi hit Akane again with the paddle, though not as hard. It still made Akane cry out, her body rocking with the blow. Smiling at the reaction, Kodachi knew Akane wouldn't be able to take it too long, not until she had more experience with the paddle.

Feeling Akane's heightened desire, as her fluids flowed out around her finger, Kodachi continued to alternate the paddling and the gentle rubbing, stimulating her sex the entire time, until Akane was crying.

The blows grew steadily harder, but still not enough to really hurt Akane. She was a tough girl; the paddle wouldn't be anything she wasn't used to. And it was so much fun.

"Akane-chan, remember your word if you need to use it," Kodachi said, ceasing for a moment. "It will end if you say it."

Akane shook her head defiantly, a grimace on her face, cheeks highlighted by tear tracks.

Whether it was from need of release, or from the stinging, aching pain, Kodachi didn't know, but she was thoroughly enjoying the process. The way Akane's body writhed against her bondage was most captivating. If her brother had been there to see it, it would have been most difficult keeping him away.

"Akane-chan," Kodachi said quietly, "have you had enough?"

With a gasping sob, Akane nodded weakly once.

"That wasn't too bad, was it?"

Akane managed to shake her head.

"Good. You did very well for your first time," Kodachi encouraged her. She put the paddle back in its proper place and uncuffed Akane's wrists. Kodachi grunted a little as Akane practically collapsed in her arms, still crying.

"There, there. We'll make Akane-chan feel all better," Kodachi soothed, stroking Akane's hair. "Lay down on the bed and relax. The real pleasure has not yet started."

Half leading, half carrying Akane, Kodachi set her gently on the bed and quickly removed Akane's bra. Now naked, Kodachi pushed Akane back down and arranged her so she could be properly restrained.

Gently wiping Akane's tears away, Kodachi leaned down and kissed her softly. Akane whimpered slightly, but did nothing else. "And now, your reward for doing so well."

Kodachi put Akane's wrists into the cuffs and adjusted the chains so she would have plenty of room to move her arms if necessary. She then moved down and put cuffs around Akane's ankles, leaving less mobility there. Akane could throw a short range, and wholly ineffective, punch, but there was no kicking, no... escape.

Running her fingers up Akane's leg with a feathery touch, Kodachi pondered how far she should take things. Akane wasn't in the best condition, but her reaction to the paddle had been definitely positive. She deserved to be rewarded for being so brave about it. "Akane-chan, do you like pain?" she asked quietly.

Immediately, Akane shook her head.

"But you liked the paddle?"

Akane nodded slightly, no doubt embarrassed by the revelation.

Kodachi's hand began to idly stroke Akane's stomach, one finger dipping into her navel periodically. "I wouldn't want to do anything you wouldn't like," Kodachi mentioned, still pondering. Actually, it was almost a relief that Akane wasn't in to pain; it was easy to get carried away on her brother.

He just made it so easy. Never would he use the word to bring an end to the fun. He would take it without a noise for as long as he could, and then, when he started crying out, started begging her, he still would not use the safety word.

Kodachi could not bring herself to truly hurt him, leaving red marks and bruises, but never painful welts, and NEVER blood. She could never do that to him, or Akane, or Nabiki. No matter what people thought about her, her loyalty to the people she cared for was second to none.

It was true, that she hadn't liked her brother all that much before, but it was different now. It was the same way with Akane. The things that came between them didn't exist any longer. Their point of conflict was gone. And she had come to terms with her own sexuality, her capacity for sexuality. That sure hadn't hurt either.

Staring at Akane's body, she couldn't help but idly wonder if she could ever arrange a meeting between her, her brother and another man. She was really finding the idea of being so completely dominated by two men to be a huge turn on. Of course, he was so homophobic that he probably wouldn't let another man in the house, let alone near him in any sort of semi-sexual setting. Or her, or Akane or Nabiki, for that matter. OK, that was enough of that; she didn't want to overheat.

Kodachi shed her kimono as she watched Akane lay docilely on the bed, her tears having finally stopped. She wanted so badly to just get on with it, especially since she was burning up, but this was also for Akane's benefit; not just her own.

Kodachi got on the bed and straddled Akane, though avoided having their bodies touch. She leaned down, putting a hand on either side of Akane's head, and kissed her.

Akane moaned into it, speaking her name through it. She writhed and tried to thrust her body up to get some bodily contact, but the restraints on her ankles didn't give her that much freedom, and the ones on her wrists held her arms at too awkward of an angle.

Kodachi pulled her head away and smiled. "Akane-chan, has anyone ever told you how sweet you are?" she asked.

Akane shook her head, still moaning quietly.

"Well you are. Your skin is so soft..." Kodachi ran her hands down Akane's chest, over her breasts, across her stomach. "And sweet." She lowered her head and kissed and licked the sloping flesh above Akane's breasts. "And it feels so good against mine..."

Finally, Kodachi laid her body on top of Akane's and kissed her on the lips again.

Akane strained her bonds, wanting to put her arms around Kodachi. She kissed aggressively, squirming slowly under the weight, causing friction between their bodies in sensitive areas.

Kodachi increased the passion in her kiss, her blood running hot through her, pulsing to the point that she could feel it, like it was ready to just boil through her skin. She wanted to stop and give Akane the kind of pleasure she deserved, that deadly slow build-up that always made her want to explode until finally she was overwhelmed with pleasure, but... Hey, she had her needs too.

Akane straining harder against the cuffs stopped Kodachi. For a moment, maybe several, she had forgotten what she was trying to do. Kodachi removed herself from Akane quickly. "That's far too quick, Akane-chan. I have better things planned for you."

Akane groaned, but stopped her struggling. She wanted Kodachi so badly, needed her so desperately, but if this was planned, then Akane was confident that Kodachi would have something extra special for them both.

"You realize why Brother Dearest is so... hungry for you, don't you?" Kodachi asked, trailing her fingers up Akane's arm.

Shaking her head, Akane was just about ready to start begging.

"Dear girl, you are simply beautiful. Brother Dear is so easily swayed, true, but he is not blind to beauty, to animalistic grace and power. Like me." There was silence for a few moments. "Would you grow your hair out again?"

"For you, I would," Akane answered in a whisper.

"Good." There was peace and contentment in the atmosphere of the room. "And now, I believe we shall continue." And continue, Kodachi's hands did. Along with her mouth.

Akane moaned loudly as Kodachi's hands moved lightly over all her most sensitive spots. First it was a series of slow circles across her ribs while gently suckling Akane's firm nipple.

Buckling slightly under the ticklish sensation, Akane writhed in pleasure. Oh yes, this was most definitely torture and Kodachi was so good at it.

Kodachi moved her hand lower, tracing the gentle curves of Akane that had not fully blossomed into adulthood. There was a gentle roundness to her, a softness, that made her simply adorable. And with her hair long...

Kodachi had seen the pictures of Akane with her hair long and tied in the back, working out with that look on her face. The sweat visible even in the picture that made her face shine... Oh yes, Akane had assets she wasn't even aware of.

Running the fingers of her left hand down Akane's thigh, Kodachi kept the other moving in light circles over her ribs, moving her head down to kiss the opposite hip. The feeling of Akane's body trembling was just so... It was such a turn on. Her hand reversed its path and moved up, detouring to Akane's inner thigh.

Akane was quivering, moaning, struggling weakly against her bonds. Damn it, she needed to squirm, but being chained down didn't allow her to do so. And she wanted to put her hands all over Kodachi and show her what the pleasure was like...

Kodachi changed position and removed her hand from Akane's thigh. Akane was getting rambunctious and needed to settle down. Maybe a few moments alone would teach her patience.

"Akane-chan, I believe I've forgotten to run some important errands. I'll leave you here until I get back and we can continue." Kodachi smiled at the sudden look of horror on Akane's face.

She shook her head, trying to peer through the scarf to see Kodachi, but there was only vague lightness. "No! Don't leave me here like this! Don't stop now!" she cried out. She had broken the rule about speaking, but this was too cruel!

"You'll survive; you're a strong girl." Kodachi walked backwards to the door and opened it. "I'll be back soon." She exited the room and closed the door. She would wait ten or fifteen minutes then return and finish things. A little torture went a long way.

"Sister, I've been looking for a..."

Kodachi's eyes slid over to look at her brother approaching her, and the smile on her face soon changed to something a little more sultry. "I have what you're looking for right here, Brother Dear."

"I do not have time for that now. I am supposed to attend a meeting of the kendo..." His voice trailed off as Kodachi opened the door quietly and revealed Akane on the bed to him.

"Would you like to assist me?" Kodachi asked quietly, trying not to be heard by Akane.

Tatewaki nodded almost violently.

"Wait a few moments before we begin. She was getting too anxious." She put a hand on his cheek. "And you know the punishment for being too anxious, don't you?"

A small, sly grin appeared on Tatewaki's lips. "You are so wicked, my dear sister."

"And this is news?" she asked innocently.

Kodachi seemed to glide back into the room, her brother following her silently. The door shut almost inaudibly, but it was enough for Akane.

She turned her head toward the door, a plaintive, frightened look on her face. "Kodachi?" she asked weakly. She had violated the rule, but...

Kodachi smiled and put one finger to her lips for her brother to see. Walking around the bed, she stopped at the head and looked down at Akane. She almost gave herself away by laughing aloud.

Kodachi reached down with one finger and let it hover centimeters above Akane's cheek. She looked up at her brother at the other end of the bed and raised her eyebrows.

Tatewaki nodded once and lightly touched Akane's calf with his fingertips. He couldn't give away his identity until it was all over. Trailing them lightly up and down Akane's leg, he just looked at her body and nothing more.

After a few moments, he stopped and walked to the side of the bed. He reached down and swirled two fingertips around Akane's bellybutton slowly. Smiling at the way she strained her bonds and at the wave of gooseflesh, he leaned down and boldly flicked his tongue across one of Akane's nipples.

Akane's body lurched at the contact and she pulled uselessly at her bonds.

Tatewaki had removed his fingers at this point, giving Kodachi a chance.

"Akane-chan, that look on your face was ever so pleasing," she said, resting her hand on her captive's cheek. "What would it take from me to get you to do it again?"

Akane's mouth opened, but she did not speak. It was obvious that she very desperately wanted to say something, but she did not. She could only shake her head.

"For now, you may speak," Kodachi said, running her hand down Akane's neck and lightly across her throat.

It was like a flood gate opened. "Anything! I... I... I don't care! I need you. I need you..."

Kodachi smiled and looked up at her brother. He wasn't paying her any mind, his eyes focused only on Akane, mostly it seemed on the way her chest was heaving.

"I doubt that, Akane-chan. I don't think you're dependent on me for much of anything." Kodachi walked along the side of the bed, letting her drag down Akane's body. "But just for sounding so desperate, I think I might be able to manage something."

Akane squirmed. "Please."

Kodachi's hand strayed to Akane's inner thigh and alternated between squeezing, massaging and stroking lightly. Her eyes went from Akane's look of pleasurable anguish to her brother.

He swallowed and licked his lips, his hands hovering in front of him, just waiting to run them all over Akane's body. They were shaking slightly as he held himself back with all his willpower. Any little thing and he would probably snap.

Kodachi gave him a guarded grin and moved her hand back up Akane's body. She would coordinate this carefully, and maybe Akane wouldn't be happy after it was all over, but she would be screaming with pleasure before they were done.

Turning her hand over, just using her nails, Kodachi traced a path over Akane's ribs and around her breast. Continuing that circle, she gestured with her head, looking at her brother.

He shook his head at first, not trusting his self-restraint. It was almost guaranteed that if he started, even something as minor as a kiss, he wouldn't be able to stop. Tatewaki looked at Kodachi and shook his head firmly.

Shaking one finger at him, Kodachi lowered it to Akane's stomach and ran it down to her sex. Akane's entire body tensed as Kodachi teased her clitoris gently. Again, Kodachi gestured with her head.

This time, Tatewaki walked around the bed to stand next to his sister, watching Akane's face the entire time. The look of longing mimicked Akane's for a moment as she bit her lip in an effort to keep from crying out.

Kodachi started with the palm of her hand, flattening Akane's breast and squeezing it gently. With her other hand, she stroked Akane lightly, then suddenly thrust two fingers into her.

Akane let out a squeak of pleasure, her face contorted into a look that might have been of pain. She yanked on the cuffs, pulling the short chains taught, her body tensed to the point of shaking.

Kodachi withdrew her fingers, then quickly thrust them back in.

Akane leaned her head back, mouth still open wide, breasts thrust forward into the air. Little noises of strain were escaping her as her body trembled under Kodachi's attention. She was so close, just a little more...

Tatewaki leaned down a little, then a little more. He wished he could see her eyes because he knew they were closed tightly beneath the blindfold, and she would look just so lovely fighting the sensations coursing through her.

Her mouth worked a little and she gasped as she was sent spiraling higher by what Kodachi was doing to her. Akane arched her back, clutching the chains at her wrists.

Tatewaki darted his head forward finally and covered Akane's mouth with his own. She resisted for a moment before returning the kiss with equal fervor.

Akane sucked aggressively at Tatewaki's mouth, not even realizing who it was she was intertwining tongues with. She was simply being blown away by all the physical sensation, not caring about anything else at the moment.

Kodachi's arm was getting tired. Actually, they both were. She was in a somewhat uncomfortable position and moving her arms and wrists in disparate motions was tiring them out. She removed her hand from Akane's breast and tapped her brother on the shoulder.

He ignored her, maintaining the kiss with Akane. He realized the... danger of getting too carried away, because Akane would surely kill him, but he couldn't just stop. Not when he was ready to just boil over.

Kodachi jabbed him in the side this time, making him suddenly break the kiss. He looked at his sister darkly, a snarl poised on his lips.

Kodachi glared at him and pointed down to her occupied hand.

Tatewaki looked back at Akane's face, cheeks flushed, sweat dampening her hair and just didn't know what to do.

Kodachi jabbed him again, this time giving him a stern look, and pointed again.

Slumping his shoulders and leaning down to give Akane one more kiss on the corner of her mouth, Tatewaki went to the other side of the bed.

Kodachi smiled then, thinking it was time to stop the little game and just let everything go. She reached across the bed and took her brother's hand. Manipulating his fingers into the proper position, she put his hand next to her own currently working in and out of Akane.

Tatewaki finally got her plan and smiled. His fingers joined his sister's and sent Akane bucking violently with the added width. Neither sibling stopped there though.

Kodachi got on her knees and began nibbling on Akane's thigh and hip, using her tongue liberally. Her other hand rested on Akane's stomach.

Tatewaki started kissing around Akane's breast, holding it upright with his hand. He ran his mouth up it and engulfed the nipple, sucking hard on it.

The combination of surprising pain and pleasure, along with the fingers pistoning in and out of her, made Akane cry out, first in short gasps, but increasing to one long, drawn out moan.

She arched as much of her body she could and made a sound like a wounded animal, thrashing her head back and forth as she was caught up in her powerful orgasm.

Kodachi immediately withdrew her hand, shaking her arm a little. Her entire arm and shoulder was sore, and while she loved doing such things to Akane, it invariably wiped her out.

The snapping sound surprised her, and she looked on amazed as Akane broke both chains attached to the wrist cuffs. With blindfold still in place, Akane reached down to the nearest warm body she could, grabbed him and pulled him away from her breast.

Surprised as well, Tatewaki was even more surprised when Akane sat up and kissed. Eyes rolling back into his head slightly, Tatewaki finally lost control and sprawled out on top of Akane, pressing their bodies together.

Alarm bells went off right away in Akane's brain, and she ripped off the blindfold only to find herself engaged in intimate contact with... "Gyahhhh!" she screamed in Tatewaki's face and belted him.

He flew backwards and landed in the darkness with a thud.

Akane looked angrily at Kodachi, who was smiling gently in return. "What the hell was that?" she asked, out of breath, cheeks flushed from anger this time.

"I see you enjoyed that. Don't be so reactionary; no harm was done," Kodachi said nonchalantly.

"I trusted you! I never would have..."

"But you did. You didn't know it was him, but you still enjoyed it. You can't deny that. Don't even try because we both saw you." Kodachi smiled then, and it was just the tiniest bit on the cruel side. "Why else would you have enjoyed Brother Dear's tongue so?"

Akane's face went slack, the anger dissipating. It was true, of course. She had enjoyed the feelings, not even knowing who was causing them, and only getting angry when she had removed her blindfold. Only when she had seen Kuno had she gotten upset.

"I was... It was his..."

Kodachi nodded. "I thought you might hurt each other for a moment, the way you were engaging your mouths." Kodachi patted her leg.

"But he..." The anger returned. "Just what the hell did he think he was doing? I should break his leg for coming in here while we..."

"No, Akane-chan. I invited him. You don't have to do it again, just don't deny that you enjoyed what we did here. And don't be angry. There's nothing to be angry about." Kodachi stood and went about removing the cuffs from Akane's ankles.

"We won't ever do this again if you don't want to," Kodachi said absently, straightening her kimono.

And there, Akane was stuck. She did, but she didn't. She had liked it, found a new and pretty damned powerful way to reach climax, but... "I... I just don't know."

Kodachi shook her head. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to. I was just trying to have you expand your horizons a little. When you come to a decision, be sure to inform... all of us. I don't think we'd want a repeat of this... unfortunate incident."

Kodachi left the room, and Akane could tell she was disappointed. This would give her something to seriously consider, even if she didn't like the way things had gone.

Kodachi had wanted to expand her horizons, and maybe the problem was that Akane was just afraid to go past the shaky boundaries she had managed to establish for herself.

Those were the boundaries that said she wasn't attracted to guys really, and she wasn't really comfortable with admitting it out loud yet. She could cope with it, but it was still rather new to her, being honest with her feelings and all.

Akane undid the cuffs on her wrists and tossed them on the bed. The comforts of living in the mansion were accompanied by some serious doubts and a lot of confusion, which often gave her a headache.

Putting her hands over her face, she breathed slowly, trying to make sense of things.

Tatewaki clearing his throat got her attention, and she looked up with baleful eyes, ready to hit him again. He was standing there, head turned away, holding out a robe for her. "Put this on," he said, standing about as far away from her as he could to keep the robe within her reach.

She snatched it from his hand and slipped it on. "Thanks," she said tersely, trying to ignore his presence.

"Um," he said, looking at her cautiously, "sorry about that."

Akane stood up, adjusting the robe almost violently. "I bet you are," she said angrily.

"It was Kodachi's idea."

Akane headed for the door. "She told me, though I'm sure you would have never done it otherwise," she said sarcastically and yanked the door open.

"I wouldn't."

"Sure you wouldn't."

"I wouldn't. I... know you don't like me. I wouldn't. I want to, but... I wouldn't."

Akane stopped in the doorway and looked back at Tatewaki. He was looking at the floor, something that could have been called shame on his face.

He lifted his head and met her gaze. "I'm sorry," he said once more.

Akane opened her mouth to rebuke him yet again, but she stopped. It had been Kodachi's idea, and he hadn't tried anything since she had moved in. And she had enjoyed what they had done, even the kissing.

"Come here," she said sharply, still looking at him harshly.

He walked over slowly, his eyes on hers the entire time. When he was standing in front of her, she furrowed her brow, leaned up and kissed him. There was an initial moment of revulsion, but beyond that...

Akane pulled back, the look still on her face. Apart from that moment where she had to force herself to maintain contact, the sensation in itself had been pleasant. Narrowing her eyes at Tatewaki, Akane pursed her lips.

Tatewaki stared back, somewhat blankly. He wasn't sure what had just happened. "Uh..."

"You just keep that thing away from me. I'm not letting you fuck me; I draw the line there. Understand?" Akane glared at him to make sure he got the point, then turned on her heel and walked down the hall.