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A fox with a mission
Ah, those abs.
Those ridiculously yet deliciously taut abs.
How many times has Yae found herself staring at them? And how many more have they haunted her in her dreams to the point of ending up fantasizing about them constantly every single one of her nights?
A shuddering sigh escapes her lips as the pink haired woman reminisces upon the vast number of times in which she has found herself going for a stroll through Inazuma’s serene streets enjoying the pleasant weather as well as the jovial atmosphere surrounding her on her way to her weekly meetings at the Tenshukaku. On her way to the home of the very same Almighty Shogun where a couple of warriors await for her to talk about the most important matters to the nation, yet also about their daily lives like friends usually do, relaxing while tasting some sweets and fine tea.
And even though her presence is always expected, punctual at the same usual time every weekly meeting, Yae never fails to notice how the cheerful chirp of the birds accompanying her on her walks is always replaced by the loud sound of wooden swords clashing deafeningly one against another.
A knowing chuckle always manages to escape the priestess’ lips, who far from being bothered by the warriors’ recurring oblivion to her visits, can’t help but find herself delighted over and over again to be an accidental witness, yet not an unwelcome one, of such heated sparring between her ex-lover and her still very recent girlfriend.
With divine patience, the priestess knows best and foregoes around the Tenshukaku’s halls as if it was her own house, claiming the kitchen to prepare some flavorful snacks, before taking a seat at the edge of the training grounds where both warriors usually spar.
Once settled, she continues her ritual, uncovering the basket full of snacks and sweets she prepared while taking a sip of her hot tea, suddenly feeling very thirsty as she admires and watches transfixed the rippled muscles of the fearsome general tautening with every block Sara accomplishes to the relentless charges the Almighty Shogun lunges at her.
Observing how the warrior’s six-pack abs shudder and relax by a split second, before they harden once again as the deep purple haired general leaps out brandishing her sword in a fierce counterattack.
And though the priestess always finds herself delighted with such displays of fervent spars and heavenly sights while sipping her tea, Sara’s piercing golden eyes and fiery skills never fail to deliver the final and most lethal lunge to her heart.
There are other times in which the sun has barely came out of its hiding place and, unable to go back to sleep for a couple of hours longer without being so cruelly yet wonderfully tortured by the general’s rippled abs haunting her dreams, the pink haired priestess decides that she may as well get out of bed and adopt her small cute fox form to sneak out of her private bedchambers at the shrine.
And ever careful to not be caught, the small fox goes deep into the forest to then run wildly and freely through it, feeling the fresh morning breeze and dew hit her furry face as she heads towards the private chambers of a certain general at the Tenryou Commission Headquarters, wanting nothing more than pay a visit to her dearest and very early little bird.
To nobody’s surprise and even before seeing the Tenryou Commission Headquarters at sight, the small fox manages to hear the way the wind is ripped by Sara’s sharp and always well-aimed arrows hitting her targets once she gets closer to the training grounds. A tender yet happy smile always spreads across her furry lips, delighted to catch the hardworking general and archer training in nothing more than a black bra and a matching pair of black shorts that make her mouth water.
And today is no exception. But that’s bound to change as today Yae is a fox with a mission.
As per usual, the sun is barely appearing on the horizon after a long night of sleep, timidly bathing the city with its radiant golden rays, when Yae’s eyelids slowly and heavily begin to lift.
A still tired sigh escapes her lips, before she begins to stretch and untangle from her warm sateen sheets ready to start her morning ritual to look as presentable as possible.
To begin with, the pink haired woman washes the lingering traces of sleep off her face with cold water, before drying it and apply a light base of make-up to then give shape to her still bed hair.
Once satisfied with her appearance and barely 15 minutes later and after having changed her pale pink silky pajama for her spotless priestess uniform, the sly woman heads to open her window slightly enough to shift into her cutely small furry fox form and sneak out of it ready to begin with her mission.
A contented smile adorns her lips as soon as her tiny paws touch the sacred ground. And after making sure no early rising priestess is around to witness her escape and caught her, the small fox quickly dashes in between the foliage surrounding the shrine, feeling the pleasant morning dew and breeze hitting and brushing, or more likely dishevelling, her pink fur as she runs through the forest enjoying the always breathtaking green scenery while giving free rein to her wildest desires, yet careful enough to not trip over any root and end up falling and injuring herself.
Soon enough, the nimble small fox has already crossed the forest and a great part of the city to finally reach the Tenryou Commission Headquarters, already hearing the lightning speed in which Sara’s well-aimed arrows hit her targets in her daily morning archery practice.
Careful to not be seen by any soldier nor personnel wandering around, or even be remotely discovered by the keen general, Yae conceals her presence the best she can muster crouching down and crawling in between the greenest and leafiest bushes around until finally reaching the base of one of the very familiar tallest and thickest trees surrounding the headquarters.
Letting out a quiet grumble, the small pink fox then begins the hardest of all tasks and obstacles she has yet to face, and carefully launches into climbing the tree’s hardy bark, propelling her small body with her tiny paws to be able to reach the highest branches at the top of the tree and rest against it for a brief moment of respite, catching her breath after such arduous feat while enjoying without a doubt whatsoever of one of the most privileged and beautiful views of Inazuma.
Yae lets the golden sunrays bath her form and recharge her batteries, basking in the view of the city beneath her paws coming alive, before she turns her head to take pleasure in possibly a view that can compete with it, if not even win such scenery: Inazuma’s fearsome general training with her well-aimed bow and lethal arrows in nothing more than a flimsy black bra and a pair of matching black shorts showing off her spectacular and sexily carved toned body.
The small fox licks her furry lips, before carefully crawling over the branch she’s laying on to watch her still very recent girlfriend training.
Yae observes the warrior moving across the archery range from a safe distance, watching Sara placing the targets in a better position and retrieve her arrows from them in order to go over with her routine of daily shoots once again.
Standing over the edge of the branch she’s resting on, the small fox lays her head on her tiny paws and gazes at the serious yet resolute expression adorning her girlfriend’s sharp features and lighting up her mesmerizing golden eyes.
A little smile spreads across her furry lips, before Yae is completely transfixed by the warrior’s fiery demeanour and the electric air starting to blow, swaying Sara’s short hair in the wind and making its dark purple color shine almost iridescent against the timid sunrays illuminating the archery range.
The fierce warrior takes a sharp intake of air and slowly raises her bow, her hand always steady on the handle as she places one of her lethal arrows on its string and pulls it back.
Yae’s breath is taken completely away by the marvellous way in which Sara’s steel biceps and arms’ tendons flex with such simple movement. With the way her shoulder blades retract and squeeze together, but especially, with the deliciously tempting way in which her abs tautens, before the archer shoots and her arrow rips from where her rough fingers slip from the string and crosses the archery range in a lightning speed to bury itself right into the gold bull’s-eye and unknowingly into the priestess’ heart piercing it.
Undaunted with the outcome of her practice, Sara grasps a couple of arrows, and begins to twist around the training ground to shoot one after another with barely no time taking place between them nor margin of error, demonstrating once again why she’s not only the best general and one of the best warriors Inazuma have ever had, but probably the best archer of all the nations.
With pride, but especially, with an uncontrollable thirst and yearn, the pink haired fox woman licks her furry lips for what feels the umpteenth time, completely spell bounded by the tempting way the general’s skin glistens under the sunrays.
The kitsune can’t stop letting her amethyst eyes follow the rivulets of sweat dripping down Sara’s torso to then traverse her well-defined and toned abs to their please until reaching her V-lines and disappear out of sight once her girlfriend dries the sweat off herself with one of her purple towels, tossing it over her shoulder as she takes her bow and removes her arrows from the bull’s-eyes to put them back into the quiver she owns and make her way to the training room to leave her equipment safe inside.
Seemingly to have awakened from the sexy spell the fierce general seemed to have put her under, and while the archer is busy, the small fox carefully begins to move across the branch she was resting on, following the general’s figure walking away, seeing Sara crossing the training room to leave it and head back to her private quarters to take a shower ready to officially start her day as she usually does after every morning training.
The small sly fox then looks around, and ever careful, begins to sprint towards the closest branches leaning out to the general’s windows’ bedroom, jumping from one branch to another until finally managing to see that carved and glistening body entering the room and making a straight line to the bathroom, barely pausing to take her clean uniform from her bed nor give Yae the time to dwell on those temptingly delicious abs.
Tired to be deprived of such heavenly sight under her spotless uniform, dark purple haoris or even stupid purple towels, and decided to have a taste of those ravishing abs, the sneaky fox backs up over the branch she was walking over and gathering the necessary momentum to run over its length as fast as her tiny paws allow her, jumps forward, gracefully landing on the general’s bedroom’s windowsill.
Satisfied with her feat, the mischievous fox paws the window until finally managing to open it and sneak inside the warrior’s dull bedroom, padding its floor while letting her tail brush her girlfriend’s silly yet tender shrine full of the statues of Her Excellency, the Almighty Narukami Ogosho, God of Thunder, before she puts her keen ears to the bathroom’s door to hear the water of the shower running.
With her faith set in accomplishing her particular mission and an infallible plan to go through it and ensure her success, the sly fox opens the bathroom’s door as slowly and stealthy as possible with her tiny paws, thanking the sound of the running water overshadowing any faint creak that could alert the warrior of her presence, and enters the room.
Now even more cautious if possible, the fox advances to take Sara’s clean uniform with her mouth as well as a nearby towel, getting momentarily distracted by her girlfriend’s sexy and very soaked toned body being washed behind the foggy shower’s screen.
And although she’d love to stay and keep watching such heavenly sight, the small sly fox forces herself to shake her head in order to avoid any further distraction and the possibility of getting caught in the act, quickly getting out of the bathroom and closing the door behind her to avoid raising any suspicion.
With the most difficult part of her plan accomplished successfully, the small pink fox just needs to wait patiently for her girlfriend getting out of shower to find no change of clothes waiting for her. So Yae shifts back to her human form for her convenience, and sits on the general’s bed to wait for it, already imagining the confused expression adorning her girlfriend’s cute yet usually stoic features as she finds herself with no change of clothes nor clean towel whatsoever.
Soon enough, the kitsune hears the faucet of the shower stopping running and Sara getting out of it, pausing briefly to dry her short hair and her body waiting to find her infamous stupid purple towel for it and wrap herself in it and deprive her toned body and abs from Yae’s sight, only to find nothing at all awaiting for her at the towel rack.
The sly kitsune can’t help but giggle quietly as she hears the woman at the other side of the door shuffling around the bathroom in search of the stupid purple towel that the pink haired woman came to hate so hard, before she hears Sara getting closer to the door while mumbling to herself.
- I thought I brought a clean towel and my uniform with me...
Sara says to herself confused, sighing heavily at her slip, before the shuffle continues and the door swings open, all while the pink haired fox woman at the other side of it is more than ready to set an ambush to her naïve girlfriend.
And even though Yae is the surprised one expecting to see her sexy girlfriend’s body in all her naked glory, she can’t help but grumble under her breath upon the offensive sight of Sara getting out of the bathroom with a very short white towel that barely manages to cover her attributes.
Doing her best to collect herself, the sly kitsune jumps in front of her clueless girlfriend with the intention of suprising her, but this, of course, does nothing to the warrior, who only holds the towel wrapped around her tighter, ready to summon her lethal bow and arrows while glaring at the intruder.
- Yae? What the-
- Hands up!
It’s all Yae exclaims. But of course, Sara doesn’t bat an eye at this and simply ignores her ever playful girlfriend, a deadpan expression adorning her features as she rolls her eyes and continues walking past her and across the bedroom to retrieve another set of her uniform from the wardrobe.
How rude!
The sly pink haired woman gasps outraged upon being ignored so blatantly by her own girlfriend.
And fixing her eyes on her little bird while feeling her eyebrow twitching in irritation, Yae’s mind quickly begins to formulate and plan her best strategy to get rid of the stupid towel covering her sexy girlfriend’s body and that Sara won’t be able to ignore.
So taking a sharp intake of air and putting the best serious expression she can muster while conjuring a copy of an official decree, Yae clears her throat trying to catch the attention of her little bird who is still in search of another one of her uniforms into her wardrobe.
- Kujou Sara, by the Shogun’s decree and under the charge of offense, you’re under arrest. So please, don’t resist and put your hands up.
Yae knows she’s playing with fire with such cruel joke upon seeing the surprised expression taking over Sara’s deadpan features, going from a flash of conflict and hurt to the look of resignation that ends up settling on her girlfriend’s face once the warrior gives up, putting her hands up as she was told to do, probably thinking it’s the best if she doesn’t want to waste her admired Shogun’s precious time making her come all the way from the Tenshukaku to arrest her.
The sly fox woman does her best to show some empathy, yet finds herself being delighted upon noticing the way of how the not so tight towel wrapping comes undone and falls to the floor, letting her see her beloved and very sexy girlfriend in all her glory.
An endearing embarrassed blush dusts the fearsome general’s cheeks that only grows deeper the more she notices the hungry and lustful way in which the pink haired fox woman’s amethyst eyes rack through her body, taking special attention to her toned abs, before they divert and keep drifting towards her sex licking her lips.
Upon this, the general can’t help but shiver, attempting to bring her hands to cover what little dignity she has left, before this gesture obliges Yae to stop her dead with a hash gaze while approaching her girlfriend.
- Ara~ is my little bird disobeying a decree deliberately given herself by her worshipped Shogun and confided directly into her most trusted Head priestess?
Yae questions in a dangerously low voice, seeing Sara flinching.
- No. Of course, I’m not.
The warrior stands her ground, totally naked and uncovered as Yae steps closer and with a devious grin, places one of her long slender fingers on the general’s firm abs, feeling them tautening under it and as she then drags her hand across them.
- My, my, little bird. Who would have thought you’re so well… endowed.
Yae teases her girlfriend as she lets out a husky giggle, her well-manicured nail grazing Sara’s still slightly wet skin down until reaching her sex.
- Now tell me, my little bird, should I execute the Shogun’s decree and put you under MY arrest?
She says cunningly, seeing her girlfriend finally realizing how all was one of her traps and jokes, quickly narrowing her piercing golden eyes at her.
- This is one of your cunning jokes, isn’t it?
Sara tells her sly girlfriend who can’t help but laugh in return as the kitsune invades the warrior’s personal space to not give her any chance to counterattack and be able to grab her by the wrist pinning her against the wardrobe behind them.
- Always so sharp, my beloved little bird.
Yae chants in Sara’s ear seductively, earning herself a shiver from the dark purple haired woman as the pink haired woman lets her hand cup her girlfriend’s sex while a harder blush paints the tough warrior’s features in the cutest way possible. The fearsome warrior, far from stopping her mischievously kitsune girlfriend, finds herself enjoying her teasing touch, leaning more into it.
- But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to earn your forgiveness by such "offense".
The sly kitsune whispers in her girlfriend’s ear, giggling lightly as she notices the eager way in which Sara bites her lips, before she’s the one biting them and tear a moan from the ever stoic warrior. The kitsune then can’t help but kiss her girlfriend passionately, leaving the both of them breathless.
If Yae thinks about it, maybe she should have pranked her beloved girlfriend with such joke time ago if that meant she was going to get to see the ever stoic general blushing and flustering so hard while feeling her sexy body in all her glory pressed against her.
And if Yae happens to end up feeling those hauntingly firm abs tautening underneath her as she makes it up for her, well, that’s another story.