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Ichiro Houkou

They must have been on the road for well over half a day by now. The sun was setting, the air was starting to chill and his pack was starting to feel heavy. Zan was used to travelling long distances on foot, they'd been on and off for weeks, but even his paws had their limits. The Water Guardian, Atzi, had been residing within him since she claimed him as her chosen. For the few seasons they'd been together he'd only just barely gotten used to her company. She lacked clothes, so it was difficult enough trying to look her in the eyes. He'd learned she had a way about her when she manifested into her feminine form that showed she could feel what he was feeling. Sometimes she would yawn whenever he felt tired, or hold her tummy whenever he felt hungry. Whenever she sensed something weighing on him, her expression would reflect his, and yet she always did her best to take his mind off of things. Often times she'd be ignored anyway, so she made it her goal to bother him for his own good. Having picked a Fox of all beings to be her Chosen she had inherited his natural mischievous demeanor. They had come upon an recently abandoned barn not far off the road, still stocked with hay in it's loft with its doors still intact. Zan figured it was better than nothing in these troubling times, so after sealing the doors shut behind them he quickly dropped his pack and relaxed into the pile. Atzi stood in front of him, stretching her slender naked form out as if to express she too was quite tired, despite having spent the majority of the journey tucked away within his being. She'd just started to approach him again when a surprising new sensation filled her mind. Since she'd been with him he'd been doing nothing but brooding and living the day by day. But this, this was a good development. Her Chosen was getting aroused. A slight smile crossed her lips when she realized why and caught him staring at her. She made her approach slower and seductive, almost practiced while keeping her eyes locked on his dancing eyes as they scanned every little part of her naked body. The more his arousal stirred, the hotter the Water Guardian felt, like she'd been set to start boiling. He was notably more relaxed, what's more was his brooding demeanor had been replaced with deep curiosity. She had every intention of enlightening him. Atzi slowly lowered herself to sit on his lap, staring him in his gorgeous eyes as his fixed on hers. He didn't resist. The Guardian brought her hands down to his belt, undid the buckle and fastenings and pulled his pants down, revealing his hard on much to her apparent delight. If his desire to have her hadn't increased at that very moment she would have gladly taken it into her mouth, all just to make her Chosen feel good. She crawled further up onto him, showing him just how warm her body was by grabbing his hand and holding it to her breast. With a free hand she guided him into her. Whether she was wet from arousal or because she was the Water Guardian did not matter—he wanted her—she was a slave to his desires—and she'd be lying if a big part of her didn't like it.