1 Ice Cream Pt.2 [NSFW | Invite | 18+] Tue May 21, 2019 4:00 pm
Kisei
B-rank
- NSFW (18+ | read at your own discretion):
- Warning and Notes:
Takao's Takao and Sero's Rippa used with permission from both.
Warning: The following contains some kink that one may or may not be ready for. If you are interested in reading, but not sure if you'll be able to handle the material, a safe bet is you probably won't. But dm me on discord if curious.
It's about that time again, a familiar burning in my heart I can't avoid. Thankfully, I had the perfect machine for this occasion. It's a shameful use of such advanced technology, but as it's creator, aren't I allowed that liberty? As I walked into the C.O.R.E I called out to B-Ordis. "You know what to do." The inner workings of the nigh incomprehensible virtual reality machine called out to me, awaiting my commands. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what would be, perhaps, my longest trip yet.
"Enter 'Pleasure Mode'. Settings are as follows. Preferences: Male only. Kinks: Adjust as needed, orgasm denial (true), edging (true), vibrators (true). Kinks end. Sensitivity: Maximum. A.I Freedom: ..." I paused. Thinking again of what happened last time I went so free with the programming. "A.I Freedom: Unbound."
B-Ordis beeped each time, acknowledging that they heard my response. A smile cracked my lips as I started to strip. "Lastly. Duration: As long as needed or until interrupted."
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"Is this outfit really necessary?" I asked, gesturing to the getup Takao asked him to wear before this meeting started. For all intents and purposes it was functionally the same as the current iteration of uniforms for the Root operatives, but more monochrome for night time stealth operations where using active sources of stealth such as jutsu would compromise your position. Although seemed like an odd reasoning, considering the multitude of stealth jutsu we have at our disposal I just took it for their word. The vest was instead a covered the entire upper body in soft padding with some gaps for ease of movement, with the lower half following similar suit. The boots were the same thing but there was a more noticeable difference in the sound quality. It took me a while to realize why they bothered to change the footwear with this new uniform change but it became clear to me why they wanted this change. They were completely silent. Even when I stomped around the dressing room the boots didn't even make so much as a whisper. Pretty impressive I do have to say, and definitely a good recommendation from me over here. Though it did bring into mind reproduction costs. After all, we did have a sizeable amount of Root members, and to make these super stealth shoes for all of them? But expenses are flexible, I supposed that they had a plan if they were to go through with making these. The strangest design choice was the sealing formula patterns on some parts of the outfit. Kisei knew a little bit about fuinjutsu but not enough to tell any specific functions these had, or even if they could do anything.
Looking at Takao, he was wearing the more traditional attire one would usually see on a jounin. Underneath the typical zipped vest was skin tight black spandex, which complimented his muscles nicely if I did say so myself. Ah, I could almost remember the last time we met. The hot sun raining down on the two of them in the desert, kicking each other’s ass, on more than the other… but the biggest highlight had to be the time I got pressed against that chiseled chest. Damn, didn’t I sleep well for the next few weeks. But thankfully, I’ve gotten over the Kimura. Having those kind of feelings for your basically boss was just calling for disaster. I know that he was the one who used that fuinjutsu technique on him during his, ahem, meeting with Rippa, so modesty is out of the way, but professionality was making a steady return. But back to the real point of this meeting.
All this brought me back to the original question, "Did I really have to wear this for a report?" Under the mask I gave Takao a quizzical look, tilting my head a bit. The scruffed man gave a smirk. "Is there something wrong with the outfit?" I raised my hands in defense, shaking my head. "Not at all, it's just-"
"Perfect, then fire away. But if the mask is giving you any trouble feel free to take it off." The Kimura smiled, leaning back in his chair. I sighed quietly inside my mask, 'no wriggling out of this one then.' So, with a long breath, I began the weekly report.
"Starting with the staffing concerns we talked about last time, we're still gathering members for the new Shinobi council. As expected, some of our nominees weren't in a position to accept or declined. However a good number did express interest, N'Jobu being prime of this. The War council recruitment is in a similar state, albeit worse. For some inexplicable reason.."
Takao shrugged, "If they don't want the position, it can't be helped." I nodded gratefully.
"Thankfully we've had much more luck filling in positions in other parts of the village. The hospitals are no longer running on a shortage and is near full capacity with active working staff. Very little problems with attendance except for a few getting doctors married." Yeah, cause that's the kind of news you give in a staffing report. One could tell I was new to the whole, giving news, thing. Writing them down as notes was a lot easier and faster than spoken language; with typing even more efficient. But Takao specifically wanted this to be given in person.
"The academy is doing very well this month actually- fuck!" I gasped. My knees buckled in surprise, face flushed a light pink, and fists clenched as I tried not to fall over. 'Oh. That's why you wanted me to come here and insisted on me wearing this outfit.' Biting my lip I gave the grinning stud in front of me a dark scowl. It turns out that those sealing formula he saw earlier did have a function, but it wasn't just on the outside, apparently there were a few lining the inside as well; and the one he just used... Cursing a hiss I snuck a hand behind my back a slipped a hand underneath the boxers. My suspicions were confirmed. Not that I couldn't feel the three inch intrusion stretching my ass. "Damn you Takao.." and this damn dildo too.
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