The Reve - Part 1

Chapter 15: So Good

Late September raindrops were hitting the thin window of Hyori's bedroom. Inside her unfurnished room, she was getting ready for the night. She had changed her residency address on her school file to the apartment she rented in Kamakura. She also left her furniture there in case the school decided to visit her 'parents'.

The violet styled her coloured hair in a neat bun and wore a kimono dress for the night. Her anonymous visitor requested a traditional look and she assumed he was a foreign diplomat. To her surprise, he was a man the entire country would recognise.

The reading glasses on his nose poorly hid his round facial traits and thin moustache. Especially given his buff stature, ice-blue eyes and short red hair. She then wondered if her other anonymous visitors were also heroes.

Her current guest was dressed in a night blue Kimono suit and she assumed the traditional way of life was his preference. Most people of his social position emulated the Western way of life, be it in their clothing or tastes. At least, that's what she saw in the pension.

"I was told you could help with attitude adjustment. I want you to make me friendlier."

She sensed nerves and anxiety barely bottled in the confines of the man's mind. He was pent-up and ruminating. Still, she couldn't switch his character and let him know.

"I'm afraid I can't affect your behaviour, but I'll do my best to help on your quest for inner peace."

Her response didn't settle well with the volatile man who exclaimed.

"I'm not asking for help! I want you to do your job as instructed!"

As a response, she unleashed her daze onto the agitated mind to quell its vigour.

Once settled, he uncrossed his arms and retrieved a lotion tube from his case.

"Pour it over you. It's a cooling lotion."

Hyori tested a pea-sized amount of the lotion on the back of her hand. The texture was light, almost watery, and cold. After proceeding inside the bathroom, she joined her guest in the dark bedroom.

She vaguely figured out the undressing silhouette in front of her. The rustling sound of his garment falling on the floor was followed by warm hands pushing her dress down and guiding her onto the bed.

His warm digits against her cold skin made her hyper-aware of the touch. After wearing the protection, he climbed into bed and lifted the back of her knees under his arms. Her cold skin melted while his hot skin recoiled before relaxing at the contact.

Satisfaction spread through his system when a burning warmth flowed in her core. Warm hands kneaded the expanse of flesh on the back of her thighs while a sturdy chest collided with hers.  as the slow pace reached deeper. Hot breath tickled her ear and she could hear whispered words of apology.

The pace was nice and oh-so-good until his hands travelled to her waist and he backed before turning her around. An even hotter warmth spread further into her core. Almost burning fingers dug into her sides as a heated limb stroked nerves that clenched her grip.

His right hand left her side to look for a specific spot in her middle. A press of his index weakened her knees while curving her spine backwards. Information accumulated and jammed on its track towards his medulla. She would have to let it go in a minute but held until he reached the almost painful point.

Chasing the end, his pace quickened and the pressure snatched a cry from her. The man hushed her with a hand before resuming pushing her upwards. When she released his brain, he seized with a guttural cry before falling backwards. Hyori was still sensitive when she put him in a sleeping position and cleaned him.