Sakura sat perfectly upright on the Hinoki Cypress bath stool and focused determinedly on a single speck of dust that was clinging desperately to a slight imperfection in the wall opposite. Her breathing was slow and steady as required and her body relaxed yet poised. Much patience had been needed to overcome the almost overwhelming wish to blink, but time,...
Raion had spent the morning sitting near the Shinto Shrine at the edge of His village. He often spent time there alone, contemplating, enjoying the quiet breeze and in season the fragrance of cherry blossom from the beautiful orchard that formed a perfect background to the sanctuary. Today He felt particularly blessed. His spirit had been low, an emptiness h...
The first thing Admiral Lynton did when John agreed to destroy the Kintark base was to supply him with the location of his target. As his exceptionally gifted Tactical Officer had already deduced, they were tasked with travelling to the Mar'Katrach Nebula to seek out and eliminate the hidden resupply station. John had bid Admiral Gabrielle Lynton farewell, a...
John stirred from a dreamless but very restful sleep, then stretched carefully so that he wouldn't disturb the blonde and brunette snuggled up against him. Alyssa and Calara murmured in their sleep, then wriggled in closer, feeling soft, warm, and quite delicious where they'd draped themselves over his body. He wrapped his arms around them, enjoying the feel...
Sakura was many things: An 18 year old girl. A kunoichi of Jonin rank. The heed medic at Konoha Hospital. A rear ffuta and most recently the first person in here family to awaken there Succubus blood since before the sage of six paths. Belfour she had Sakura had bin quit plain to look at. Small A cup boobs. No figure or ass to speak of and here dick had only...
John awoke this morning with a lovely exotic beauty in his arms. He was lying on his side, wrapped possessively around Irillith, and her warm blue flesh felt wonderful against his skin. She sensed him stirring, and tucked her long white hair back behind a pointed ear, so that she could turn to look at him over her shoulder. "Good morning, my love," he said,...
Sakura walked her adopted three paces behind her Sensei. At other times He would have stopped eventually, wagged His finger with mock annoyance and motioned her to His side but today He was in essence not here, He wandered somewhere between earth and void. The black ceremonial haori hung like a weight upon His shoulders, the usual straight line gone replaced...
Sakura's disappearance was abrupt and unexplained. She was missing, like a visible hole, from the last-day-of-school party, showed up late to all her exams in a wrinkly uniform and greasy hair, then brushed off Natsumi when she tried to talk to her afterwards. At the post-exam party (Natsumi sometimes felt her life was nothing but a procession of identical p...
This is the opening chapter of School of Love, introducing the characters and the school. All students at the School of Love are over 18. **** I arrived in Lausanne, eager to take up my new post as a tutor at the exclusive École Château de l'Amour. All my interviews for the job had taken place in London, including a rather extensive medical. I was here an...
Raion was weeping. Not crying, weeping. The tears welled into His eyes from deep within His soul and trickled like life's blood so moisten His lips and beard. Sakura sat quietly and watched. All her being cried out to comfort her Sensei yet she knew the turmoil that filled His being was one to which she had no cure. His father had died, taken from this exist...