Summoned by Taira Danjo
When I opened the door, Sawayanagi Azuma stood there with damp hair that looked as if she had just stepped out of the shower. She was usually prim and proper, yet always seized any chance to press her body against mine, so I had half-expected her to show up. Still, I never imagined she would come straight to my room without waiting even ten minutes. It seemed her desires had built up considerably while I was overseas.
“Investor…”
“Come in.”
Face flushed, Sawayanagi Azuma stepped into the hotel room. Once inside, she glanced around nervously to see if anyone else was present. The gesture was surprisingly cute.
“Investor♥”
After confirming the room was empty, Sawayanagi Azuma threw herself into my arms with a voice full of coquettish charm.
The sensation of her moist skin came with the pleasant scent of shampoo that brushed the tip of my nose. Feeling the firm yet supple body she had honed through constant training, I pressed my lips to her pink ones.
“Mmm…♥ Investor’s tongue tastes so good…!”
Even as we kissed, Sawayanagi Azuma paused to evaluate the flavor of my tongue. A person’s tongue probably tastes more or less the same, but if she liked it, that was good enough. Without a word I playfully stuck my tongue out toward her.
“Mm…! Mmm♥ Hng…!”
Like someone starved for days, Sawayanagi Azuma devoured the tongue I offered and clung to me with surprising strength. I slid my hands over her ass, slowly raising the heat between us.
The word “slowly” felt meaningless. The crotch of her short pants was already soaked through with arousal, and the feminine scent hidden beneath her shampoo had made me rock-hard. We were both ready to begin in earnest.
We kept kissing as we stripped each other. I had been wearing only a t-shirt and underwear, so I was naked in seconds. Sawayanagi Azuma wore nothing but loose shorts and an oversized short-sleeve shirt with no bra or panties underneath, so she was equally quick to become bare.
I gently cupped her perfectly sized breasts—neither too large nor too small.
No matter how many times I touched them, the soft, yielding texture never failed to please. Completely flat chests probably wouldn’t offer this sensation. Come to think of it, I had never been with someone who had a truly flat chest.
“Hng…! What are you thinking about♥?”
“I was just realizing I’ve never slept with a woman who has a completely flat chest.”
Because of her past as a test subject and the military father who had rescued her, Sawayanagi Azuma had never received proper sex education. Paradoxically, that lack had left her extremely open in these matters, so I spoke my thoughts without reservation.
She considered it for a moment, then nodded.
“The women around you do tend to have nice figures, Investor. Miss Aris and Miss Chieri are about average, I suppose…”
She had begun mentally cataloging the breast sizes of every woman around me.
“Mari is a little flat-chested, but she isn’t completely without breasts…”
“I have no relationship with Mari.”
Mentioning Kiyona Mari—the flame user from Seryu-tai—made it seem as if she assumed I laid hands on every woman near me. When I clarified that there was nothing between us, Sawayanagi Azuma simply tilted her head and nodded. “Oh, is that so?”
“Enough about other women. Right now I want to focus on your body, Azuma.”
I sat on the wide bed and opened my arms. With a delighted expression she stepped into my embrace.
Kissing while seated and holding each other, our hands explored. My cock, which had softened slightly during the flat-chest conversation, regained its full hardness and began nudging against her pussy with every shift of our bodies.
Precum and her abundant nectar mixed into sticky threads. The growing heat of her breath against my mouth told me her arousal was rising fast.
Though neither of us had planned it, the way our bodies were pressed together while sitting made penetration inevitable.
My slick, glistening cock—coated in our combined fluids—fit perfectly against her entrance and slid inside as if drawn by gravity.
“Hngh!!”
The sudden fullness and rush of pleasure made Sawayanagi Azuma tremble. She broke the kiss and cried out loudly. I couldn’t hold back any longer; I gripped her slender waist and began moving her up and down like a living toy.
“Mmm, Investor…! It’s too—hng! Intense…♥”
“You don’t like it?”
“Hng! I love it! Harder, please…!”
She rocked atop me like a small boat tossed on stormy waves, letting out wet, sticky moans with every thrust.
I had been doing all the work, so I decided to let her take control. Still buried inside her, I lay back on the bed, shifting us into a cowgirl position.
“You couldn’t move freely before, so go ahead. Move as much as you like.”
“Don’t regret those words. I’ll do everything I can to make you feel incredible, Investor.”
A mischievous, almost demonic smile curved her lips. She settled into a low squat and began rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles.
Because she was so well-trained, the motion looked effortless at first. Yet the longer she moved, the more hypnotic and skillful her hip work became.
“Hng! Hngh! Ahh! Investor…! Mmm, how does it feel? Does my pussy feel good? Hah!”
“Yeah… Azuma’s pussy feels amazing.”
It truly did. The combination of her colorful, intricate hip movements and the constant writhing of her inner walls created an overwhelming surge of pleasure.
I could have simply lain there, but I began thrusting upward in time with her rhythm.
“Ahh! If you thrust like that♥ Hng, I can’t keep my own rhythm…!”
She gave me a light scolding even as she continued working her hips with fierce determination. Her movements carried the clear resolve to wring every drop from me. Yet her climax arrived first.
“Hyaaang…! No, I’m—♥”
Her walls convulsed violently around me. The intense stimulation pushed me over the edge, and I flooded her with thick, hot spurts of cum.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
“Haaang… It’s so warm inside me, Investor♥”
Still impaled on me, Sawayanagi Azuma collapsed against my chest and hugged me tightly. I kissed her softly and stroked her hair, letting her savor the afterglow.
The brief clarity that follows release washed over me. My senses, which had narrowed to a single point during sex, expanded outward again. Only then did I notice something I had completely missed before.
There was a faint mechanical noise coming from outside the window.
I broke the kiss, pulled free of her warmth, and stood up.
“Investor?”
Sawayanagi Azuma lay on her side, one leg still bent, watching me with open curiosity. Even after I withdrew, the position kept my release from spilling out of her.
The sight was enough to make my cock twitch with renewed interest, but first I needed to investigate the noise that had caught my attention.
In a burst of motion I leapt across the bed, threw open the window, and reached out. A small camera drone hovered just outside, recording our every movement.
“This is…?”
“What is it?”
I showed her the drone in my palm. Its tiny rotors whirred frantically as it tried to escape, but my grip was firm.
“This is… one of our Seryu Military Company drones. I remember signing the purchase order recently when Lianna Holden submitted the paperwork.”
Sawayanagi Azuma identified it at once. The realization of what that meant darkened her expression. She seized my wrist, turned the drone’s camera toward her own face, and spoke in a voice completely devoid of warmth.
Her emotionless tone was genuinely intimidating. For the first time I understood why the trainees feared her so much.
