Patchwork !!DkZ2EyAJHl 2008/06/21 (Sat) 06:53 No. 6040 ▼ File 121403120457.jpg - (505.47KB, 1600x1200 , 3jpf.jpg)
Here's your update for tonight. My regular Internet access should be restored some time tomorrow, so we'll see how that goes...
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[X] Help her get those clothes on, and throw in a nice shoulder massage for her. Maybe you can make her feel better.
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Even as Sikieiki takes her clothes into her hands, you can see just how tired she is. She moves quite slowly, and even as she tries to put her arm through one sleeve she falters. She might be able to do it on her own, but it will take forever at this rate.
With a sigh, you take her arm in hand and lift one side of her shirt, sliding her sleeve into place. She doesn't say anything at all, so you presume she doesn't mind. Carefully, you slip her shirt and vest onto her, moving her limp arms as needed - it reminds you of dressing a doll, to an extent. You go so far as to bend over and fasten the remaining buttons for her, lending her a slightly more professional air, though the shredded top buttons do leave her exposed to such an extent that one might question precisely what her profession may be.
"A judge who can't even get dressed on her own. How undignified is that?" She laughs pathetically and tilts her head up to look at you. The slightly shamed look in her eyes fills you with pity.
"Now, now. We all have our days." You settle your hands on her shoulders, reassuringly.
"I suppose so..." Her voice trails off, and she slouches a bit. Her small shift alerts you to the fact that her shoulder muscles... no, most of her muscles, you think, are incredibly tense. You can feel her muscles bunched under your hands, stiff and unyielding. No wonder she feels terrible. You tighten your grip on her shoulders, and place your thumbs just between her neck and shoulder blades.
"What are you--"
A low moan of pleasure cuts Sikieiki's words short when your thumbs press down against her stiff muscles and give an experimental push. Satisfied that she seemed to like that, you start rubbing your thumbs in small circles, making sure to work her muscles and try to loosen them.
"Oh, that's," she moans again, "oh, god, yes," she sighs in happiness, "so wonderful," another moan, "don't stop!"
Damn it, Sikieiki. Does she have to make it sound like you're giving her an entirely different sort of massage?
While you feel a bit embarrassed, you keep massaging her, even when she leans back to rest her head against your stomach... she has nice, soft hair, despite how mussed her wild night has made it. You switch up your massage technique every now and again, and each new motion causes her shudder with pleasure. Looking at her face, she's shut her eyes, apparently attempting to block out everything but the feeling of your hands.
After a bit, she reaches up gingerly and rests one of her hands on top of one of yours. You take that as a signal to stop. She spends a few moments panting and moaning quietly, but finally opens her eyes to look at you.
"Thank you. I needed that so much. But," she runs her fingers along your hand lightly, "if we don't stop now, I'll fall asleep again."
Although she sounds concerned about falling back asleep, she continues to rest against you for some time, absentmindedly stroking your hand with her own. It's pleasant, if a bit more intimate than you'd have expected to be with her. To your surprise, you feel slightly forlorn when she eventually moves to stand.
She stands carefully, keeping her eyes on her feet as if to ensure that they remain steady. Her legs are shaky, however, and she doesn't look stable at all.
"Sikiei--"
Your voice gets caught in your throat when she reaches out and cups your chin in her hand, stroking her thumb across your lips very softly in a silencing gesture. That felt...
"If you promise to give me another massage some time, you can just call me Siki."
"Alright, Siki." You bring your own hand up absently, laying it over hers. There's an obvious, though not explicit, promise in those words. Massages aren't that hard, anyway.
Siki smiles at you through half-lidded eyes. "If I'd known you handed out massages like that, I'd have fought to keep you in the court instead of sending you here." Turning away from you for a moment, she shakes her arm, and her golden stick slides into her hand. Bending over the table, she gives the still sleeping Komachi a light tap on the head.
"Kyan!" Komachi shoots up, looking alarmed and cradling her head. It takes her a few moments to realize that she wasn't hit particularly hard.
"Time to wake up, Komachi. It's past sunrise, now. We're late."
Komachi nods her head quickly a few times to clear it, and slides off the table with a yawn and a stretch. You can't help but stare at her bust - it really is impressive, especially with her top still hanging off, leaving her breasts covered by nothing but bindings. She tear your gaze away just as she reaches into her clothes and pulls out Siki's skirt, wrinkled and slightly torn.
"Here, boss. I tucked this away last night so that we wouldn't lose it."
"Thank you, Komachi."
Siki coughs politely as she accepts the garment, sliding it over her legs with some minor difficulty. She turns to you and laughs a little.
"I really am sorry for cutting this short, but my job can't afford to wait. I will see you again tomorrow. I look forward to it."
The woman gives you a brief bow, which you return readily.
"Say your goodbyes, Komachi, and meet me at the gates. We don't have much time."
She gives one last, long look at you, and strolls away towards an exit. Komachi turns to you, stretching again. You find yourself staring again, and you're given a much better view when she blinks over to you in what seems like half a second, pulling you into a weak headlock.
"It was nice meeting you, kid. Come and see me tomorrow, and I'm sure we can have some fun before you go to see the boss."
You look up to see her eyes filled with much less fire than she had last night. If anything, her drawling voice has leaked into the rest of her character, as she looks rather tired. Releasing you without any further words, just a brief ruffle of your hair, she strolls off after her boss, and leaves you alone in the disaster pile of the inner gardens.
A bit of time has passed, the sun is higher in the sky, but no one else seems to have woken up. At least no one heard the noises Siki was making.
[ ] Try and wake Yukari. She's still laying there like a rotting corpse.
[ ] Head off and find Yuyuko. You should let her know that you're awake, at least.
[ ] Look for Youmu. She's probably busy as a bee.
[ ] Look for Ran and Chen. You could ask them why they left Yukari alone in the garden.
[ ] Search out the Prismrivers. What could they have gotten themselves in now.
