The Emperor's Fortune

"U-Uhm... no one will mind about the shop being closed for so long, r-right...?" She murmured looking a little guiltily embarrassed. She did pull him from his work after all. The warm water would spill over her, making her hair cling wetly to her face and neck.

"Yeah, no worries, Naoto. The shop rarely gets any customers around this time anyway. Other days that I gotta watch the shop around this time, it gets REALLY slow around here."

"Ah... a-alright then."

Kanji and Naoto both stood underneath the heated torrent of the shower. Their faces were slightly pink, both from the heat of the shower water, and the close proximity of each other. Granted, the point of being embarrassed around each other because of their nudity was a moot factor. He pressed up behind her, feeling the water hitting the both of their bodies now, hands deciding to touch Naoto's wet and smooth stomach, eyes noting how her hair clung to her neck.

She blushed a little, feeling his strong chest behind her. A small laugh escaped her mouth, as her stomach was a bit ticklish. Naoto was still somewhat in a happy daze, unable to believe something so wonderful had actually happened. She couldn't stop smiling. Rubbing some soap onto her hands cheerfully, she grinned with just a hint of detective-like curiosity and began helpfully rubbing the strong arms toying about her belly with soap, removing the sweat and stray fluids from their intimacy. Caring for him in such a profoundly personal context gave her a powerful thrill.

Kanji smiled, loving the feel as he felt his arms getting lathered and cleaned. He leaned his head a little on her shoulders, feeling his hair getting wet in the process as he nuzzled himself against one side of her rear. His soaped-up hands started rubbing across her stomach now. "May I?" He asked as he took the soap out of her hands.

"...O-of course..."

He foamed his hands up and returned it to her as his hands moved all around, one hand towards her shapely legs, the other cupping one of her warm and heaving breasts. Naoto was certain she'd never have the sort of discipline or willpower required to refuse Kanji's touch in any context. Least of all now. It was obvious she was very much enjoying being gently but firmly caressed and cleaned with his warm hands...it was so nice. Her thighs still felt slick from her previously copious fluids, but his hands combined with the rushing water would gently wash away her sweat, cum, and exhaustion all at once. "Mm... Kanji... thank you... th-that really helps..." The little detective was so relaxed, she was almost unrecognizable from her usual stern and alert self. Her eyes were closed with a serene smile as she purred his name adoringly.

He took her thanks with a firm nod, hands continuing their mission of cleaning the woman in his arms. The sounds she was making, it didn't sound anything like the Naoto he knew, the one who was more prepared and stoic and serious than everyone he knew, sometimes even more than Souji. She felt so thin, almost like a doll in his arms; granted, a doll with a sizable chest that he couldn't help but fondle more than clean. Nevertheless, he liked this change of pace.

This Naoto was one that only Kanji would be allowed to see. No one seeing her now would have doubted even for a moment that she was a woman... even without her soft round breasts to sway their opinion. She didn't mind at all his slightly less than innocent 'washing' of her chest area. The fact that he found it difficult not to touch her was more than acceptable. She wouldn't have it any other way. After all, she'd never admit it, but she would have been disappointed if their shower was 'strictly business'. Turning around in his arms, she began to rub his chest with soap.

"H-Hold still..." She murmured, her face a heated red. It wasn't fair that he was getting to touch so much more than her. Her little hands would trace the hard lines of his abdomen, rather rhythmically along his stomach. She knew it was rather awful of her, but she wanted to tease him a little... just to get him back for his previous fondling.

"Huh? ...Oh, a-alright." Kanji felt the combination of soap bubbles and sensuous fingers touch against him, the tiny hairs on his arms and the back of his neck standing on end from what she was doing to him. His hands took to her back, letting the water continue to hit their bodies. If it were any other female doing this, he'd probably get a bleeding nose and thoughts about being submissive to a woman and look weak; with Naoto, knowing she's always been a little masculine, even in his dreams of her wearing dresses or a female school uniform, he would feel this comfort around her. He could be the kind of Kanji he was around her.

Naoto seemed to have firmly decided that as much as she was his, Kanji was hers to indulge in. How could she look at him, strong, handsome, and dripping wet, and not absolutely ache to touch? Keeping her hands to herself wasn't an option when he was like this. She couldn't get enough of him wanting her, shuddering under her touch, and looking at her the way he did. It was too good. Putting her arms around his neck, she pressed herself flush against him, turning red and whispering in his ear. "K-Kanji... h-have you e-ever... thought about me and touched yourself?"

"Y-Yeah... I do..." Kanji admitted as she was pressing herself up against him. God, Naoto looked so lovely and beautiful right now; no clothing to hide herself or her growing feminine shape. "S-Sometimes... I think of you in other clothes." He was blushing, scratching his nose nnocently. "Ya know... Skirts... pantyhose... high heels... and the girls' uniform too. Stuff like that."

She smiled. "...Would you like it if I dressed up for you some time...?" Considering what he said and how it made her feel, she could anticipate that playing 'dress-up' would be a very frequent intimate activity between them from now on. She had the girls uniform around somewhere, for sure. And she could get her hands on other feminine things...skirts, dresses,...maybe some fancy lacy underwear. "...I-I would like that..."

"Heh... c-cool." Kanji wrapped an arm around her rear, squeezing part of her butt with his hand while the other hand reached out and grabbed a shampoo bottle. He sat on the edge of the tub, bringing the detective down with him to his lap. He always thought about doing this kind of thing with a person he'd want to share a moment like this with, and Naoto pretty much filled that role, especially since her face looked so cute with her wet hair. He took some shampoo in his hands, lathered it together, then started rubbing it into her short wet hair.

She leaned back against him and allowed him to wash her short hair. His warm hands massaging her head felt even better than she'd anticipated, and she practically went limp. Her scalp was a sensitive and weak spot. That was why she insisted on wearing her hat most of the time. Having her head rubbed was far too nice. She cooed warmly, in a pitch meant only for his ears.

'Wow... she feels so warm right now.' He thought to himself as his hands continued caressing and rubbing her head and hair, her natural scent mixing with the pleasing scent of the shampoo, making her smell even better than she usually does. The scent, in his mind, was actually arousing him once more, thanks to the never-ceasing teenage libido. He shifted himself forward enough that the water caught her head, cleaning her hair. His arousal was starting to pop up again as evidence that she looked very appealing to his senses.

She could feel his arousal poking her, and reached behind her with her hand to confirm, blushing with flattered pleasure. "A-Are you getting hard again... K-Kanji...?" She made sure her hair was all rinsed out before moving off of his lap to turn around and kneel in front of him. "I-I can take care of it... if you'd like..."

"Oh... yeah, sure... if you want." Kanji blushed a little from the fact that she caught on so easily, and from the way she was kneeling in front of him, looking so much like the girls from a dirty magazine he had found when he was younger, making his cock practically stand to attention.

"I-I do..w-want to..." Naoto blushed brightly, leaning forward shyly. She would have done anything for him right now. The way he looked at her practically intoxicated her with the feeling of being beautiful and wanted. She wanted to make him feel good too. She took the head of his cock between her lips, running her tongue over it curiously.

The instant her tongue touched against his bare head, he threw his head back in a delighted reverie, countered by said head banging against the wall behind him. He kept himself silent, trying to ignore the pain and focus more on the ministrations of the girl he loved. His hand took to the back of her soft head, her wet hair feeling really nice between his fingers. "Mmmm... Naoto..."

"Kanji..." She drew back a moment, looking worried. "I-I'm s-sorry... did you hurt yourself?" She frowned a little before moving forward again to kiss and lick the tip of his cock, murmuring soothingly, not really paying any mind to any excuse he would try to make. "Sorry... I'm sorry... I-I'll make you feel better..." Using her hand to stroke and squeeze where her mouth couldn't reach, she moved the head past her lips again, and began to suck at a needy pace.

"N-Naoto... aah..." His fingers continued weaving between the wet strands of her hair, petting her gently as a way of encouraging her to continue and not to worry about his cranium. "Th-that feels so good..." His other hand, free from it's duty to make sure he wasn't bleeding from the back of his brain-case, moved down to join his busy hand in petting her head and side of her face.

His praise and gentle petting seemed to effectively bolster her waning confidence, causing her to try moving a little faster, and swirl her tongue curiously over the portion of him in her mouth being constantly suckled and nursed. She hadn't expected this to arouse her, but she was quickly finding herself addicted to the taste and Kanji's breathless reaction.

"Naoto... your lips are so good..." Kanji uttered breathlessly. From the cold feel of the wall behind him and the ceramic of the tub he was sitting on, to the sublime warmth of both the warm water and Naoto's tongue and lips, he couldn't get enough of her motions. He was enjoying himself so much his hips buckled against her, his organ flexing against her lips and inside her warm mouth.

She could feel him throbbing against her lips and tongue, and it made her moan out loud against him. This was so much better than she could have imagined. Her suckling was growing deeper and hungrier. "Mmm..." For a moment, she moved her mouth to the neglected base of his cock, to lick and suck. She wanted all of him to feel it.

It felt like heaven right now to Kanji; Naoto Shirogane, the lovely Detective Prince, deepthroating the entirety of his cock. Every square inch of her mouth is keeping him locked into place, his sex throbbing faintly and flexing around against her warm confines. His hands dipped down her head to her neck and shoulders, caressing her warm skin while his moans continued. "N-Naoto..." The overwhelming sensations he felt took over, with the tiny aware remnant of thought in his mind expressed hope that she wouldn't gag or choke on him.

Naoto was moving back and forth much faster now than when she started. It was getting easier to take more of him, and his desperate, seeking touches made her skin tingle. It was too good, hearing him say her name like that, she couldn't take it. One hand scrambled down her stomach to rub at her own sex as she heard him moan. Her tongue swirled about him seeking more and more of his unique taste.

His face was starting to get very warm now, both from the building pleasure and from the long-forgotten showerhead's warm water barrage. "N-Naoto...! H-how're you so good with this?!" His fingers sunk into place now, one on her shoulder, the other back to the back of her head, his voice genuinely enthralled with her oral play.

In her head, Naoto didn't really know herself. She'd certainly never done it before, but she wanted so badly to please him, and feeling him pulse and throb on her tongue just made her instinct scream to lick and suck until he surrendered to her. She was moaning hotly around him, jerking her fingers against her own sex as she moved back and forth, faster and faster.

"N-Naoto!" His cries started reaching a louder decibel. "I-I can't take it... you're so good, Naoto!" His hand forced her head to stay deep on him, his breathing turning faster and his body was slouching forward, rooting his fingers to her skin and head as he reached his climax, firing off his seed inside her warm and pouty mouth.

Hearing his guttural groan made her moan around him shamelessly, rubbing between her legs frantically, shuddering against him as she reached her blessed release. The growing taste from his head was everywhere, and she swallowed as much as she could before slowly slipping off of him with a cough or two. "K-Kanji... was that... okay?" She asked hopefully. He certainly seemed to have enjoyed it.

In his mind, it was euphoria, pure and simple; it was all that he felt the instant he released himself inside her mouth. The warm sensations of her lips and tongue around him felt even better than her lithe fingers. He looked down to her face, his face flushed and satisfied with what Naoto did to him. "O-Okay?? I think INCREDIBLE would be a better word!" He knelt down into the tub beside her, planting a warm kiss on her lips, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Just like you are, Naoto."

She blushed with a smile. "E-Even so...I've made a mess of you again..." The water ran over both of them soothingly in the afterglow of her loving act. "You taste r-really good, Kanji..." She whispered in his ear. Hearing him cry out her name and throb between her lips had very much aroused her, but she would focus on cleaning up the mess she had caused, being the cum that she didn't manage to swallow.

He smiled warmly and blushed brightly at her compliment. He helped her up to her feet in the tub, the water doing its job of washing over their bodies well. "G-glad you like that part of me, Naoto." After they had gotten cleaned up once more, he decided to stop wasting the water and shut off the shower. He stepped out and started drying himself off with one of the towels, offering the other to Naoto and her lovely and curvy form.

"I-I like all your parts..." Naoto blushingly began to dry off. She was so glad that she could take care of him like that, whenever he needed someone to touch him in that way. "Y-You'll let me know... whenever you... n-need me to do something like that, right?" She murmured shyly. Truly and honestly, she just wanted to be able to soothe his every ache, and undo every bit of pain and humiliation he had suffered for his hobbies and talents.

"Y-yeah, of course..." Kanji nodded simply, his eyes looking over her as she was drying off. "I-I'd want to do the same thing if you ever need anything like that too, Naoto..."

"Kanji..."

A loud knocking was suddenly heard from far away, on the store's doors. "Hello?? Kan-chan?? Are you in?" A loud voice came from outside the shop, confirming it.

He looked at Naoto in a bit of shock, then he opened the bathroom door."Oh crap! I know that guy! He's supposed to pick up a doll for his kid today. Well, looks like I gotta re-open the shop." He said with only a hint of disappointment in his voice, moving about and putting on some clean clothes.

"D-Don't worry... I-I'll help... I-I apologize, I've really been keeping you..." Naoto swiftly slipped her own clothing back on. She laughed a little seeing the disappointed look on his face. "It's alright, Kanji... We'll have plenty of chances." Her lips curled into a small blushing smile. It was true, they would always have time to themselves inbetween studies and hanging out with Rise and the others, and they certainly would have all the time in the world for more of THAT. "For now I'd be happy enough if you let me help a little with the shop..."

"Yeah, if you want. I'd appreciate a little hand, Naoto." Kanji smiled warmly at her. He came out on the store-front, helping the customer who had placed an order for a doll, then followed up with shelving the rest of the miniature dolls he had made during other days. He also had to unpack and put on display a lot of the cloths and fabrics the family shop sold a lot of. When all was said and done, his mother had returned and has asked Naoto if she had wanted to stick around for dinner, having called her 'Nao-chan' for fun. She had bowed, blushing a little, and accepted the older woman's offer, suddenly making a quick call to her grandfather's estate to tell the secretary not to worry about her for that evening.

His mother was so nice to her, but she wondered how much she would approve of her if she knew she had just recently enjoyed sucking her son's hard cock until he came all over her. Probably not very much at all. Oh well, she would think to herself. It was really more of a concern that thinking about it and even looking at Kanji was getting her rather flustered. Even so she managed to make it through dinner alright, even partaking in some polite conversation.

It had been a great meal, and bar helping to clean up the dinner table, Kanji had heard her talk to Naoto about more casual things, including the possibility of having her grandfather and secretary over more often as well, taking quite a shine to Naoto's grandfather. Naoto assured her with a smile that they would probably enjoy the notion. Though she did hope her grandfather wouldn't do anything embarrassing, like bring any of her old kiddy detective toys.

Outside, it had gotten really late. Kanji looked outside, a few stars poking out of the night sky. As much as he had enjoyed today and wished it wouldn't end, he would assume that Naoto would probably be on her way home, what with it being a school night and all. "Kanji... I'll see you tomorrow... alright?"

"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow, Naoto." Kanji blushed as Naoto kissed him promptly and squeezed his hand just before she left. A tiny part of him wondered if she'd be alright to get home all by herself at this hour; then he immediately dismissed the thought, remembering that she was strong, confident, calculated, and she was probably packing a gun through all of today. Nonetheless, his mom had caught sight of the girl kissing her son, and egged him playfully about it, sending Kanji in a flustered state. He then went back to his room, put the finishing touches on a doll in the making, rushed through homework, then went to bed.

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"..."

Looking through her closet in her room, she sighed in disappointment. All of her clothing, at first, she accepted as just attire that gets her through her days; now that she got more intimate with Kanji, and found that he thought of her in more feminine attire, her clothing appeared drab, uninteresting, and too boyish. She wouldn't be suddenly throwing out all of her articles of clothing, though; it was not her style. She just wished she had more 'girly' clothes, with the purpose only being to wear it for Kanji, and JUST for Kanji.

"Hmmm..."

She picked up her cellphone, and dialed a number.

"...................Hello?"

"Rise?"

"Naoto? Hey, what's up?? You never usually call--"

"Rise-chan... I... I was wondering..." She could immediately feel her face redden, embarrassed to ask for something. "W-would you want to go shopping tomorrow after school?"

The following squeal of joy made the detective wish she had more resilient eardrums, and was glad she could still hear.

"I know the perfect place! We'll go there right right away!"

"Alright... thanks, Rise..."