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Masters Daughter (DE666 & I)

His reply made her look up at him and she listened calmly to his words before smiling gently. "My father likes you Yuuto." she told him. "He might not say it out loud, but he does. And what you did for me in the market. You've also earned his respect and gratitude for protecting me. Besides, he knows I like you too." She smiled gently before leaning in and softly nuzzling his cheek in a slightly playful manner with a purr like sound. "You should stop worrying so much."
 
He gave a small nod. He purred softly back, though it was a bit more of a low rumbling from his chest. He did not feel pain anymore, no, he felt very happy and glad to have not been cut down by some thug. "I could only protect you because of how he taught me though..so I am very thankful for everyone for being able to do such a thing," he said humbly. He would sit with her for some time, though deep down he wished to do more then sit, right now he was happy just being so close to her.

___(weeks later)___

Yuuto had been training with a smaller blade, a katana like Kira used. Being unable to use both arms and not wanting to break open his stitching, he had taken up the sword because he could wield it easily with a single arm. True it did leave him wide open doing so, but his biggest problem was how light it was. Swinging it was so easy for the large tiger it was almost hard not to throw it or cut into the floor mats and walls if ever he missed her blade, which had been very often at first. Now he was there with the beautiful vulpine trying his best to control his strength with the blade.
 
Over the next couple weeks, Kira insisted on training him with a short knife. It was for several reasons that she insisted upon it. One because she wanted them both to stay in shape and another was so that should he ever loose his larger sword in a fight, he'd always be able to use a lighter weapon in it's place. At first his teacher protested, but her father had talked some sense into the smaller male, pointing out the pros of her teaching Yuuto the katana. So she started off with the practice wooden swords, knowing better then to give the large feline a sharp sword to begin with. If she'd gone straight into the regular swords, one of them would of ended up hurt.

So after a couple weeks, she'd deemed him ready enough to use a regular sword. When they turned to those, she spent a good bit of time using her reflexes to avoid the sword. But now, they were standing together facing each other after many weeks of practice. She took a deep breath and calmed her heart beat down as she slowly circled, the tip of her sword dragging on the ground as she waited to see which would attack first.
 
Yuuto had long since lost his cast and stitches, but he had grown used to fighting single handed, it gave him some advantages, granted it meant he had a free hand to strike with if his opponent was open. He stood ready, facing her, his arm stretched forward in front, his other arms held ready in a balled fist, true he would never use his fist on her, but he at times could swatch at her arm, and deflect her sharpened blade from him. She was highly out classing him, but he wasn't afraid, no if anything he was excited.

He also knew he could switch hands if needed, at times even using the scabbard of his blade to swat away hers. He moved first, pivoting on the balls of his feet to rush forward and slide at her shoulder. He was ready for the enevitable curve stroke she would use to deflect and get under his guard, so his fingers where inches from the hollow scabbard hanging from his belt.
 
Kira knew that he would attack first. If there was one thing she excelled at above her fighting skill, it was the ability to wait out others to make them attack first. That had been one thing her first teacher had taught her. When he rushed forward at her, she smiled slightly before swinging her sword up to meet his with the familiar sound of metal on metal as she easily slid beneath his arm and her fingers grazed his side where he was open for a moment before she pushed his sword away with a flick of her own before taking a step back.

Usually she would let him attack, but since she was testing him, she attacked him. In one quick move, she brought her sword up in a narrow arch, aiming for his sleeve.
 
He swung the empty scabbard, it was not a traditional means of attack, but this was training for survival, in honorable combat he would not do this, but being a test for real survival he employed it. The hollow sheath struck her blade, though not before she sliced at his sleeve. It nearly cut the fabric open, an inch of the material keeping it on. He grinned and swung his blade, this time he sliced at her obi, the belt keeping her clothing together.

He however swung lower at the last moment, cutting along the skirt of her attire instead. It seemed both did not wish to cause heavy harm to on another, though also they relied on both to defend well to avoid fatal injury.
 
She felt his scabbard meet her sword with a thunk but she smiled when she saw that she'd caught his sleeve, her eyes glittering a bit before she spun away from him as he swung his blade at her. She felt the tip of his sword catch her obi and cut part of it and she felt her dress loosen a bit before hearing the sound of his sword cutting through the skirt of her kimono. Pausing, she looked down to see a long cut in her clothing, exposing the length of one of her legs all the way up to her upper thigh. Tilting her head, she stepped to the side and swung her blade at him.

This time, she was aiming for the tie for his top, the tip of her blade narrowly missing his arm as she went for the side.
 
He was to slow this time around, focusing on her exposed leg, her beautiful thigh showing for him. His mind traveled others places for the beifest of moments before his instincts kicked in. He flicked his blade, hitting hers but not after the tie came undone. His chest not exposed as his top hung to stay on. The loose clothing made it harder to focus, but he tried with all his might. He stepped in forward this time, swinging at her midrift just bellow her ample chest.

He then moved back once the attack concluded giving himself distance from her in case she decided to come in with an attack. He panted softly feeling a little fatigued, his now healed arerm still had a bit more work to get back to full strength.
 
She saw that he was a little distracted by her exposed leg and she smiled a little wider as she followed through with her attack only for him to meet hers with his blade. She saw his top loosen and her ear twitched a little as she looked him over, her tail slowly swaying behind her before she gasped faintly when he swung at her mid-drift and she jumped back though it wasn't far enough. She felt the tug before feeling her face heat up when she felt a faint breeze against her belly as a slit was formed in her dress from his blade, the hole exposing her stomach and just the slightest of a glimpse of the bottom curves of her breasts.

Looking down at herself, she grunted softly before looking up at him again. Turning her wrist slightly and holding her hand out to the side slightly, she took several running steps towards him and feigned swinging to the right before swinging around to the left and swinging for his waist, aiming for his belt and the leg of his pants.
 
He once more was mesmerized by her attire being cut away. He however didn't let that impede his movements. He expected a feint this time waiting until her swing changed and leapt away from the sword. The blade sliced at his belt and along the legging of his pants, but as he fliped in mid air he swung this time cutting between her ample breasts. It seemed clear now he was purposly trying to remove more and more of her garments. It also seemed she was trying to do the same.
 
Kira watched him flip in mid air as her sword came down, watching it cut through his belt and through the leg of his pants before gasping when he cut her dress between her breasts. He sliced through the rest of her obi, causing the length of silk to flutter to the ground at her feet and she felt her face heat up a bit as her kimono parted in the front, only stopping from coming open completely because of a string that tied beneath the kimono. With it open like it was though, the swell of her breasts could be seen, as could her smooth belly and her underclothes.

With a small smile, she switched the hand she held her sword in. Shifting her weight, she leaned slightly to the left while watching him, her tail flicking back and forth slowly before she darted forward. With ease that came to her kind, she slid beneath his arm, her body rubbing against his as she made a murring sound before slipping past him, carefully dragging the blade of her sword along the waist of his pants as she slipped past. All this took mere seconds to happen, just like when she'd attacked the wolf that had been there so many weeks ago.
 
The tiger landed, admiring his handy work for the briefest of moments before she struck. He was not like all cats, true he had grace but his size and build made him to be more of a wall or boulder rather then a silk rope weaving it's way through battle. Her movements surprised him, not to the point of fear, just simple amazement as she switched hands and closed the gap in less then a second.

He felt her body against his, her scent flooding his nose, his eyes drinking in her movements and body. Time seemed slowed for that moment, hearing her gentle noise, he purred ever so softly. Despite it all her blade was invisible, he did not realize she cut his belt cleanly off, let alone his pants too. It was not until he felt the breeze against his nether region that he knew she had disrobed him.
 
After cutting his belt and pants, she slipped away just as swiftly as she had come at him, her tail briefly stroking his hip as a follow through as she passed him. Once she was several steps away, she stopped and turned to face him, smiling gently as she looked at the feline. The fox had a look of amusement in her eyes as she stood there slightly turned away from him with her sword posed for both defense and her next attack, the tip of her weapon barely touching the floor of the dojo.

Unlike him, Kira was slender and extremely flexible as well as fast, so she could move with ease around her opponents. The only time she'd have trouble against another fighter is if they were like her, but her training also helped to give her an advantage.
 
Yuuto was, well a bit red in the face as he had hardly anything covering him now. Indeed had his Master come in it would seem as if he had been undressing almost on purpose, save for the fact his clothing was cut and shreaded. He however trieed not to let the fact distract him and instead wanted to get some form of payback. He knew in speed she would win, but he also knew in strangth he could out do her if need be, but he would not wrestle her down in a sword, fight, not unless someone lost there blade. He turned and faced her, still a bit surprised as her breasts where hardly covered, her underwear tight on her asif purposyl trying to arouse him.

He fet a heat in his loins a bit, but he did not let it get the best of him. Instead he moved as quickly as he could at her, but he let the sword go from up to the side of her hipe, he was not aiming for her kimono, but the thin side of her underwear. However as he rushed in he side stepped, his tail lashing for the briefest of moments to caress her hips and he even managed to swat her back side before the blade sliced at her. His tail moved with the same speed she did, it was the only part of him that could match her.
 
Kira felt a sense of pride grow in her chest at how good he was with the sword she'd been training him to use. He had said he wanted to protect her and she was making sure he had the training to do so. After all, if he couldn't beat her, the wolves could still best him since they traveled in groups usually. But if they were to come to a draw or if he beat her, then she believed he'd be able to take on those mangy mutts.

As he went red in the face, the vixen grinned and forced back a soft laugh while watching him. She knew her father would probably not approve of what they were doing, but at the moment she didn't care. She was finding this to be quite fun and seeing Yuuto in various stages of undress was just a bonus. She shifted her weight a little as he started at her and she moved with him as he swung his sword at her hips. As he rushed by, she felt the thin material of her underwear give under the cool metal of his blade before she softly yelped when his tail swatted her back side, the strike catching her by surprise.

Chuckling softly, she turned to him to face him completely, her long hair falling to frame her face while her golden fur glimmered in the light of the dojo. Her eyes were bright with amusement and joy at the fight as she contemplated her next move. After a moment she began moving. This time, she darted back and forth in a zig-zag motion while rushing towards him before swinging her blade twice, once in front of him and once after she got past him. The tip of her blade skimming the front of his underclothes before she dragged it along the back of his outfit from the neck to his waist.
 
He was surprised she did not seem to mind being, very exposed to him. He on the other hand felt very, self conscious not even able to respond to her quick movements anymore. That and the sudden warmth spreading through his body made him feel, strangely weakened his muscles lacking the same power they held. He was almost powerless to her figure, and he tried not to stare down at the bare bits of her body, but as his eyes did he saw the sudden movements of her form. He was to slow to parry it fully, her blade struck his clothing true, save for maybe half an inch from the last second his blade moved, but it was already to much and his clothing was loosened and just barely hanging.

He growled softly, it lacked the threatening feature it usually possesed, he turned quickly and in a wide arc slashed at her, hoping to releive her of her clothing now once and for all. His mind however held back a bit, just a bit and his movements became just that much slower as he did. To anyone else, the attack had the appearence of a trying blow, but to a trained eye it was clear he was unable to summon the energy to really win now, if in fact this fight was no a matter of winning, aside from maybe winning the image of her naked form.
 
She could tell he was slowing down and she resisted the urge to tsk softly as she passed him and cut at his clothing. When his blade met hers, she heard the sound of metal on metal singing as the swords collided for but a moment. After passing him by, she turned just as he swung his blade in a wide arch and the tip caught the top of her kimono and she felt it loosen around her shoulders, letting her know that one of the shoulders had been cut and her shoulders were now exposed to him.

Pausing, the fox studied the feline before her and she could feel a heat moving through her as she gazed at his mostly bare body and her tail twitched restlessly. For a long moment she just stared at him before there was an explosion of movement. In seconds the female had tossed her sword aside and lunged at Yuuto, her hands connecting with his shoulders as she performed a take down maneuver that would send him off balance and to the ground.
 
Yuuto felt her blade, but it only shredded clothing further. He saw her shoulders bare, and as her kimono came down a bit he could see just a bit of her Areola. The pink softness of them where, well making him hotter then before. He was ready to make a move, but she wasn't moving, and he could feel his heart beat a bit more, and he knew he was going to be in trouble in a few moments. However he never got the chance to do a thing.

In moments she moved, much quicker, he thought, then before. Her sword thrown he was confused and his arm went limp not wanting to attack her while she was unarmed. He however soon felt himself on his back, and she was above him. He had to saybthe view....well he felt like a winner just then. The air released from his lungs as he hit the matts, he was winded but not very badly.
 
As he went down, Kira straddled his waist with her legs while her chest pressed against his, her face hovering over his as she gazed down into his eyes. She could feel his warmth against her and she shivered as her golden hair fell around her face and her muzzle brushed against his a little. "Yuuto..." she murmured. "I believe you're still a bit too slow." she said, a teasing lilt in her voice before she pressed her lips softly yet passionately against his while her fingers became buried in his hair.

The fox softly murred into the kiss, her breasts rubbing against his chest through what was left of their clothing, her nipples already hardening.
 
Yuuto didn't mind at all he seemingly lost this duel. Had it been a fight for his life, maybe he would have not succumbed to her alluring figure so quickly, though he also doubted the results would have been the same. "Kira..." he said looking up at her, his breath coming out in quick little bursts, "I..was...well...distracted," he replied. He wondered why all of a sudden do this, but then something inside told him did it really matter? He kissed her back, his hands moving to hold her lips and cup her bare backside. He purred softly into the kiss feeling himself growing more excited.

He felt her nipples harden, telling him she to was a bit excited as well, and he could feel his swelling member nudging her backside softly, he was rapidly growing erect it seemed, not that anyone could blame him after all.
 
She heard his response and she laughed softly before she kissed him. It wasn't a good excuse since she'd been distracted as well, but at the moment all she cared about was him and their bodies touching. As he kissed her back and held her hips, she murred a little louder before giving a soft moan when he cupped her backside and she squirmed above him a little. She could feel her own excitement growing as his scent washed over her.

As he got more excited as well, she felt his member pressing against her. Breaking the kiss, she panted softly while running her fingers through his hair and fur. "You weren't the only distracted one." she breathed before dipping her head and nuzzling at his neck, kissing and nipping her way from his jaw to his collar and back up. All the while her body was still squirming above his and her tail was flicking back and forth, occasionally brushing against his member.
 
He could smell her arousal growing as well, it made him tingle and his member pulsed with more life as it did. It rubbed against the valley between her backside, as she ground against him her ass and tail stroked him gently drawing all his attention down there and only making him inflate with more arousal. It was no surprise he was well endowed, it matched his size, and the small barbs along his length seemed very exotic if not a bit strange, much different from a dogs it seemed.

"You..dont have a sword...with a mind of your own...uhh..." he managed to say as she nibled his neck. His hands squeezed her backside, and he inturn teased her rump with his claws as she seemed to like to tease him so much.
 
She closed her eyes while moving against him, her tail stroking and caressing his legs. Kira could tell that he was well endowed as his member rubbed against her backside. When he spoke up, she chuckled against his neck while smiling. "Yes, I suppose that is true." she purred in his ear before nipping his neck again. When he squeezed her backside she giggled again while nuzzling his neck.

But when she felt his claws, she growled playfully before pulling back from him a bit to gaze down into his eyes. "I must say, Yuuto, you both feel and smell rather wonderful today." she said playfully before kissing him softly.
 
Yuuto chuckled at her comment "Are you saying...mmm...I normally smell bad?" he asked though he knew what she meant. He purred louder clawing her backside gently stoill, his retractable claws inching over her firm round rump. "You always smell so god....it's hard not to react upon it," he admitted to her. "I've...dreamed of this forever," he said to her. "Today however you smell...even more so...."

He made a sudden movement, he lifted his legs up, and crossed them over her neck, this move was dangerous, and even harder to perform with a hard on as it prodded her backside and base of her tail, but he soon pulled her down with them and suddenly she was on her back, and her legs and thighs held in his large paws, her legs spread eagle as the lips of her pink flower fully exposed to his prying eyes. "You smell especially good here," he said and before she could complain or react he let his rough tongue flick over her outter labia.
 
Kira laughed softly before shaking her head. "Mm, no, usually you smell good. But at the moment, you smell even better then usual." she tells him, shivering as his claws dragged along her backside as his claws moved over her backside. "Forever?" she murmured with a chuckle, her whiskers tickling his cheek. Suddenly, in a sudden surprise move, she found herself upon her back.

As he wrapped his legs over her neck, she yipped in surprise before gasping while looking up at him as he pulled her down and held her long legs within his paws. Her legs were parted and she felt her face heat up as she was exposed to his eyes and she whined softly as he spoke up. But before she could speak up and protest about her position, he dragged his tongue over her and she gasped, her eyes widening a bit. Her tail flicked against his belly and her pointed ears twitched, her long hair fanned out around her a bit.
 
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