Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World-Chapter 210: Arc 4, Act I, - 55: Out of My System

*Warning, Chapter contains smut*

The dinner came to an end and so did the stressful day. Jotou’s light evening gown drifted against the floor of her room walking in, whilst Hotaru shut the door behind her.

Upon her lips lingered a sigh. ’I can’t be like this—like today. All day I’ve been uncoordinated and distracted, I hate it. I’m lucky it was just stuffy emissaries. I couldn’t find Frost, but...

I’m not even sure what finding her would do and I’m not sure why she’s here. Just to keep guard? To assassinate Daiyu? I don’t think it’s the second one weirdly enough... Why send me that letter?

I can’t even think straight. Still, warning the guards or Daiyu or anyone might cause hell to break loose so I’ll just have to see how this plays out. In the meantime, I need to fix myself up. And to do that... I need to get her out of my system.’

"I’m going to the bathroom, why don’t you get yourself ready," Hotaru’s tail brushed past the blonde’s back, fangs in a grin.

She watched the redhead shut the bathroom door and wrinkled her face. ’Ready? I feel horrible... It’s bad enough I’m distracted, but I’m dragging her into it. I really wonder... how long this’ll last...’

The worry of the possibility of losing her... Why, why did it go further than a friendship?

The blonde knew, she knew, it could all end up in shambles. The fear began seeping in, every possibility of how this could end up badly.

She shut the curtains and turned off a few lights, her heartbeat racing out of lust and guilt. The worst case scenario... Was she ready for heartbreak? Or even worse, one that ends on bad terms?

The last thing she needed was a scolding for biting her nails again from her. The panic set in, feeling her nerves shake. She could hear Hotaru finish cleaning up with the sound of the tap stopping. ’Just get her out of your system and focus on the task of Trailon.’

She stripped all her clothing as she sat on Hotaru’s bed. ’One thing at a time.’ She sighed. ’I’ll enjoy tonight.’ The blonde stretched across the bed, lying on her tummy.

She propped up an arm to rest her face, watching the bathroom door... Waiting a minute or two... ’Should I switch the position? Maybe I can sit, or even hold on to the pillars of the bed canopy-’

The door opened and her somewhat confident pose slightly faltered. Hotaru ambled through the room, uncladded by any attire herself, "Well, look who had the same idea~"

"How many times did you look in the mirror before opening the door firefly?"

Hotaru pouted while her ears bristled; she took a seat on the bed, "If you’re so confident tonight, maybe I’ll let you take the lead."

"Oh, do I need clearance for that? I’m confident I’m stronger than you to pin you down~"

"And yet, last night you couldn’t even get up to sit on your ass~"

"Hmph."

"Fine, fine. Since you’ve been so persistently horny all day, I just have a little present before you take the lead."

’I’ve been pestering her, haven’t I...’ "Present?"

"Just close your eyes for a second," she gave a soft smile.

"Okay..." Jotou closed her eyes, the paranoia of what it was creeping up. However, what good things may come, twisted her lips into a bit of a grin. She felt an arc of electricity go over her hair-

"SLAP!"

"GAH!" Jotou jolted her eyes open, arms faltering as she fell face first into the bed. "Hotaru!?" she felt Hotaru’s hand rubbing in circles over her behind.

She raised her hand again and- "SLAp!"

"Ah! What are you doing!?" she could feel the light sting.

Hotaru got onto the bed more, making sure the blonde would not squirm away by holding onto her ass. Her free hand crawled in between Jotou’s thighs and began teasing her entrance, feeling a tiny bit of fluid being coaxed out of her.

"You need to be punished for all the shenanigans today. I decided to give you ten spankings. With an addition of a little clause of course; for every moan you make." "SLAP!"

"NGUH!"

"I’ll add a one to that count. And I’ll keep going till it reaches zero. Since you seem to be liking it," Hotaru pressed a finger in, eliciting another moan from Jotou, "If you cum, it resets to ten." "Slap!"

Jotou held her breath, letting it out in panting squeaks after a few seconds passed.

She rubbed the stinging over her bottom, which caused a pleasant sigh from the blonde. "It seems like you understand~ Ten left to go."

"Don’t I get," she moaned in between, feeling a finger pressing within her, "A safe word or something!?"

"That’s eleven now and, do you want to do this?"

"I..." she could not admit, that as much as it hurt, this aroused her somewhat... She wanted to conduct this experiment, see where it would go and Hotaru being the one to do it gave her a little comfort. "I, just want a safe word..."

"Hm, you really need a word to surrender Thundering Blade? I’ll be surprised if you use it," she whispered. "So cute~ What do you want it to be then?"

’She thinks she can just get away with this? You better be expecting retaliation... Then again, why do I feel like I deserve this... Ugh... What’ll piss her off? What if the word was-’ "Fumeko."

Hotaru’s ears spiked, "Excuse me?"

A bright proud grin painted across her lips as she stuck her tongue out and winked.

"SLAP!"

"NGH!"

Hotaru bit her lip, "You’re really not helping your case by pissing me off." "SLAP!"

"...ghhAH!" she tried to hold it.

"You’ve been such a." "SLAP!"

"..." her eyes winced.

"Naughty girl." "SLAP!"

"Ngah..."

"Can’t contain yourself around me." "SLAP!"

She hissed through her teeth, unsure if Hotaru counted that or not... She gripped the bed sheets with clenched fists, enduring the second finger entering her while a thumb rubbed her off.

"SLAP!"

Her legs flailed in the air, causing Hotaru to beam in lustful delight; every tiny peep out of the blonde becoming music to her ears...

Over thirty minutes passed, each sound resounding louder or softer throughout the room. The more she stifled her moans, the louder the one she couldn’t contain would be.

Her head buzzed, her rear red from every slap. Tears ran down her eyes as she was too stubborn to give up—a total of three fingers she had to endure. ’I... I can’t... What count is she at? I need to cum, I can’t take it!’

She pressed her own nipples down onto the bed, trying to feel them press against something, anything. Not wanting to orgasm to worsen her punishment, Jotou bit the sheets.

With the cloth in her mouth, she clenched her teeth for dear life. She had managed to stifle a lot to this point.

"One more. I know you really want to let it out; I can see your legs shaking. I want to hear your sweet voice Jotou~ Let one out, pretty please?"

Cloth in her mouth, she knitted her brows and shook her head left and right.

"Well, if you break this one, it just goes to one, so," she drew her hand back far, flicking her wrist a little as she dealt the final—"SLAP!!!"

’DON’T MAKE A SOUND! DON’T MAKE A SOUND!’ Both her eyes shut, she stopped breathing whilst clenching her backside and core.

Sweat ran down her neck and all over her back, the blonde locks near her face were drenched. A few seconds passed... Jotou puffed out all the breath in her lungs, feeling her legs quiver uncontrollably.

"You passed~ You can cum now."

She needed no other instruction as she let it all out and her body convulsed as a result. Her knees pushed down on the bed, the sheets released from her mouth.

It was too much... She shut her eyes, feeling every little detail of Hotaru’s fingers. Her legs froze in the air and her stomach wrenched, "AH!!!! GH! efHh... Chah...!"

She fell into a panting mess, kicking her legs in the air. She grinded herself on the bed, humping desperately on the redhead’s fingers to finish the sensation.

Hotaru smiled at the fallen blonde. Jotou’s eyes stared into space while her breathy whimpers loudly sang into the room. Hotaru removed her fingers and gently healed over the reddened ass, causing a sigh of relief escape.

She tasted her fingers in glee, "What a good girl~"

"St... Stop calling me..." she took another second to catch her breath, "...that..."

"You still have more in you huh? I’d be disappointed if you didn’t. I still need my ending you know. You still want to go?"

"...Mhm."

"Turn over."

There was nothing but a buzz in her head as she mindlessly rolled over onto her back—the sweat wiped off on the sheets below. Her nipples were standing and her thighs still spasmed ever so slightly.

The redhead straddled Jotou. The blonde made no protest, only moaning and panting for the next hour and a half...

With kisses and tiny breaks in between, Jotou came to orgasm two more times, while Hotaru’s face was bright red and she now was in the state the blonde was in previously—panting and moaning.

She held control from atop, switching positions, making sure to pause if she came close to climax; she wanted to feel what Jotou’s first orgasm felt like herself.

And it was not too long before she did... "AHH! JOTOU!!!" she held the blonde by the waist.

Her ears twitched and flickered, while her eyes rolled a bit; she was completely lost in the moment for half a minute.

Hotaru snapped back to reality, still atop Jotou. She leaned down, sweating and breathing, "Have you had enough yet?" a little menacing her fangs were.

The blonde had pushed her head down onto the pillow, facing the nightstand. Merely moans came as an answer, blushing, shy and a little woozy from orgasms.

The redhead adjusted Jotou’s head, making her look up. She cupped together all her blonde hair, holding her face in between her hands, "You’re so beautiful..." she hummed.

Jotou’s blush grew more intense, and while her face was cupped like it was jelly, "I-I’m sorry for being a... bad girl..." ’What words just came out of my mouth...’

Hotaru became as red as her crimson locks, before giggling and continuing her grinding once their sensitivity had died down; this time slower whilst leaning much closer.

’I can’t stop thinking about her, from dawn till now... Her scent, her face, her voice, her skin, her body, that teasing tone, her mind racing with mine, those eyes...

I have to, I have to get her out of my system so I don’t keep pestering her and I focus on my tasks too; it’s logical. I have to do this now or she’ll keep being a distraction in my head, yeah, that’s why I’m doing this...

Listen to yourself, you’re in denial... This is it, isn’t it?’ Jotou never averted her gaze, captivated by the redhead. ’Desperation? I’m completely infatuated... I want her, I need her.’

With some of her thoughts returning in their slow dance, Hotaru spoke, "Let’s focus on our tasks tomorrow and then at night we’ll have fun again~ We’ll just have to tire all this out so you can focus during the day."

"I don’t think that’ll ever happen," Jotou clenched her fist. "You’re stuck in my mind, too much. I’m scared and anxious of screwing all of this up.

Should I have pushed you like that because I couldn’t control myself? I’m scared I’m getting too clingy for your liking, I’m scared of losing you because I’d do something stupid-"

In a dream-like state of consciousness, the blonde’s eyes widened as she shut her mouth.

The light air and sweat, the scent of lust, sea dandelions and thundering blitzes on the sheets and pillows. ’I said that out loud didn’t I? ...I ruined the mood.’

Hotaru leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Jotou’s cheek, startling her. The brilliant blue eyes intertwined with hers, an earnest, caring face Jotou had come to adore.

She kissed Jotou on the nose gently, their little session paused. She placed a kiss on her forehead and brushed her blonde strands aside. Hotaru pouted, "I didn’t go into this with some woman named the Thundering Blade.

I went into this with you Jotou; Jotou Howllett. I know that pretty head of yours is filled with paranoia, I know how anxious you can get; I also know how clever and compassionate you are, how determined and confident you can get.

I know your feelings for me and you know mine. I know who you are, so why’re you telling me?

I find it addicting and adorable when you did those things today. It’s not like last night wasn’t on my mind constantly either, I was barely keeping it together.

Stop beating yourself up. Someone once told me, you don’t need to be perfect. So don’t go overthinking it and just be yourself, okay? I don’t think you’re ever losing me," she smiled in a little chuckle.

Her jaw hung open... she sensed the anxiety just, disappear. Like they went away with every breath, watching Hotaru above her. ’No need to worry... I’m safe with her...’ Her brows relaxed, gently blinking into a smirk, "Okay..."

Hotaru wiped a tear from the blonde’s eye. She caressed her cheek, "I’ll be there for you. But of course, you should have a little more restraint Jotou~ You have things to do too."

With a giggle, she curved her head away, "I know. I’m sorry..."

"I’ll completely forgive you if you promise me to do one thing."

"What’s that?"

The wolf-girl kept a sly grin, "Promise me first~"

’Will I regret this?’ She gazed. ’Guess I’ll just have to see.’ "Yes, I promise."

Hotaru tightened her gentle grip on her, caressing her face still, "Say that you’re mine."

Jotou’s eyes glazed over... before her lips twisted. She wrapped her arms around Hotaru, "You’re mine."

Hotaru’s ears pricked, the teasing attitude she wore completely shattering... She batted her eyes.

Satisfied with herself, Jotou cocked her head to the side, "Will that do or do we need to change the contract?"

"...You smart-assed, spiteful little housecat. You have me a little off my game right now... I’ll just have to settle with seeing you squirm then!"

She bit her lip as she now pressed and grinded harder whilst holding the blonde down. Jotou’s face completely wavered into moans that made her legs curl, both of them laughing softly...

The hour was getting late as they finally came to their limits, unable to go any longer. Hotaru fell on her form, hugging her as she kept her head onto the blonde’s breasts.

Jotou wrapped her arms around. ’I have nothing to worry about... I’ve, never felt this secure...’ Her buzzing mind drifted off into a peaceful slumber.