Chapter 3

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Warrior Wife
Love Hina
by Shinji the Good Sharer
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Chapter 3
New residents of the Shinmei
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“Ok Su, I need you to go in there and draw Urashima out. He should still be asleep so kick him in the head and let him chase you outside. If you do well you get this bunch of bananas ok?” Motoko grinned as she watched Su nod and bound off heading for the window of Keitaro’s room. ‘Now I can kill Urashima and save my sister from his lecherous ways.’
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Su crept in and smiled as she looked at Keitaro. It had been a while since she got to play with him and now she got bananas just for playing with the ronin. Life didn’t get any better. Crouching down she got ready to jump until she noticed something strange. “What’s that?”

Him blanket was raised in a strange way that Su had never seen before. Walking over she put her finger to her lips curiously before grabbing whatever it was that was under the blankets and her eyes widened. ‘It’s a banana!!!!’ Looking around a moment she lifted the blankets and slipped under them looking for the banana. ‘Huh? Why does he have it in his shorts? He must be trying to save it for himself!!! Well too bad it’s mine now!!’

Taking off his shorts and tossing them out of the bed she looked the strange banana over. ‘It’s a funny color. Why isn’t it yellow? Oh well, better eat it before it goes bad.’ With that thought Kaolla Su opened her mouth wide and leaned down. *CHOMP*
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“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Tsuruko and everyone else in the training hall bolted to their feet at the scream in surprise. Causing even more shock, a nude young man ran by with a young girl no more than 13 or 14 flopping around with her mouth securely around his manhood.

Unfortunately for the young man this particular time in the dojo was reserved for the class of kendo girls who were once taught by a Motoko Aoyama. “PERVERT!!!!” And so Tsuruko watched in shock as all the girls funneled out the door wielding their bokkens menacingly after her master. The resulting beating that her master suffered made her wince before she glared at the girls and dragged him back to his room in a shambled mess. While dragging her master away Tsuruko heard a giggling in a tree. Throwing a small shuriken knife into the tree a loud bussing came followed by the screams of a young Aoyama as she ran about chased by bees.
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Keitaro sat in pain trying to ignore the pain in his pants as he sipped his tea. Tsuruko had taken Su off to have “the talk” with her. The icepack was helping but there was still a dull ache. He knew Su wasn’t responsible for this, she was just a patsy.

The door opened at the point revealing a red-faced Su who couldn’t bring herself to look at Keitaro. The few times she had almost glanced at him she’d started to have nosebleeds and looked away. “Keitaro I… I’m sorry for biting yo… your… thing.”

Keitaro blushed as well at this. “It’s ok Su, just try not to let that happen again ok?” Su nodded and blushed a darker red before going out of the room to wait for Haruka to come pick her up. “She’s really a sweet girl, just a bit trigger happy and a little too innocent for her own good.”

Tsuruko smiled and sat behind her master wrapping her arms about his shoulders. Laying her cheek against the side of his neck she sighs and slowly began kissing his earlobe. “Does my master need comforting?” Her hands began slowly working over his chest and down his abs.
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[ A.N. *sitting with Innortal eating YanYan snack packs as he writes.* This is the lemon portion, don’t read if your under 18. * Looks at Innortal * Ready? * Sighs watching him spinning in his chair eating all his YanYan and pocky sticks. * He’s fine, ok, here we go.]

As her hand slowly slid into his pants and began to massage the front of his boxers Keitaro let out a sigh of pure bliss. Her fingers were smooth despite her sword training, like silk running along the soft skin of his member. The slow rhythm of her hand sliding back and forth along him made his whole body seem to be on fire.

Tsuruko smiled happily while she rested her master’s head back against her cleavage while unbuttoning his outer shirt and slipping it off him. Her hands were shaking as she felt his warmth on her skin. The ice pack was slowly dropped to the floor as she got down licking along his body while getting to her knees.

Keitaro moaned at the warm thick feel of her tongue running slowly up and down his shaft with her lips kissing the engorged head every time her tongue reached its tip. Slowly she took the mushroom-like bulb between her lips and began sucking, her hands stroking him and lightly massaging his balls making every inch of his body shiver. Her silky lips held him tightly and firmly while her head slowly began to bounce up and down stroking him as she polished his pole in a thick sheen of saliva.

She couldn’t believe it, Tsuruko had never really given head before but the feel of him slowly sliding along her tongue made her stomach growl in anticipation. Slowly her hands spread his legs open more as she forced him deeper. Gagging slightly she forced herself to relax and suck extra hard before pulling back and kissing the tip. She pushed him lightly onto his back and crawled atop her master with one leg over each of his hips. She ground her hips against his as her obi slipped down and off her body revealing the milky skin under it and her breasts jiggled in the cool morning air.

Keitaro’s hands seemed to move of their own accord gripping her large mammary glands and squeezing them hard enough to let his fingers indent into them. The sight of her breasts slowly being kneed under his hands aroused him further as her hardened nipples and low moans got him to full mast. Lightly he took a nipple in each hand between his pointer and thumb and pulled drawing a loud moan from her lips.

Tsuruko couldn’t help moaning at the feel of her master’s manhood grinding the crevice of her backside while he played with her breasts freely. Leaning forward she pulled her panties to the side and eased herself down onto his thick swollen rod. The feel of her master slowly sliding deep into her wet slit gave her a deeply complete feeling as he stretched her folds just a bit.

Both sighed at they relaxed before Tsuruko slowly began rocking her hips. Her finely honed senses allowed her to reach the point just before she would have slipped him out all the way before grinding herself down slow to his hilt with his balls lightly grinding her vulva. Idly she wondered if it was all her practice sheathing and drawing a sword that helped with this.

Keitaro moaned loudly as he let her do as she pleased to his body. His thoughts had long since ceased and now only the basest thoughts met his conscious thought as he wondered the same thing she did. Both began to move finding themselves in the oldest and most natural or rhythms. His manhood pounded deep into her over and over, as the soft skin of his rod ground and rubbed her pink bundle of nerves sending electric shocked up her spine. Their speed increased as they both found their breath ragged and labored.

Tsuruko moaned loudly as her womanhood clenched her master over and over. His pulsing manhood throbbed and swelled inside her over and over as they rocked and bounced over and over, pounding, thrusting. Her breasts rubbed roughly to his chest grinding her nipples along his as she arched her back making them rub all over his face due to her being taller.

Both master and servant cried out in pure pleasure, calling for each other as they spilled their essences and let their cries of passion fill the Shinmei School with the howls of animalistic desire. The sweat from her body slowly dripped onto his abs and chest cooling in mid air before splashing his skin with salty moisture. Tsuruko could barely breathe as the heat of her master’s seed filled her. Her flat washboard stomach bulged slightly at the amount that he was slowly pulsing into her. A soft gasp escaped her throat as she collapsed atop his bare body. The cold morning air made the hot sweat on her body cool her skin as she felt his seed dripping down her inner thighs.
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Tsuruko slept happily in her master’s arms. Despite the fact that she was his servant he still treated her as his wife. She knew soon she would need to teach him that she was his servant, but for now she was content to relax in the pure afterglow of pleasure her master provided her with. This was only the second time she had shared his bed, but she found herself feeling addicted to his passion already.
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Kitsune, Naru, and Haruka sat in the van watching Kaolla Su blushing like a tomato. Kitsune grinned and spoke. “So what did you do with Motoko while you visited Kaolla?” After hearing the explanation as well as the results of what happened Naru shoved Haruka out of the way and yanked the steering wheel heading back the way they came.
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Motoko meditated hard on how she could manage to destroy the menace to honor and chastity named Urashima. Her eyes opened as she finally came up with a plan. Cackling madly she would have been scary if her head wasn’t swollen to 3 times it’s normal size and covered in red bee stings.



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End Chapter 3

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Author's Notes:
That was fun!!! Well here’s chapter 3 of warrior wife and I hope everyone enjoyed it. I’m doing my best to get Random1377’s new website up and it’s coming along pretty well I think so far. My new Tsuruko/Keitaro pairing Child of loss should be coming up soon and I hope you all enjoy that too. And to all my loyal readers, thank you for your concern but NO, I’M NOT DEAD!!! *Twitches*


Omakes


“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Tsuruko and everyone else in the training hall bolted to their feet at the scream in surprise. Causing even more shock a nude young man ran by with a young girl no more than 13 or 14 flopping around with her mouth securely around his manhood.

Unfortunately for the young man this particular time in the dojo was reserved for the class of kendo girls who were once taught by a Motoko Aoyama. “PERVERT!!!!” And so Tsuruko watched in shock as all the girls funneled out the door wielding their bokkens menacingly after her master. The resulting beating that her master suffered made her wince before she glared at the girls and dragged him back to his room in a shambled mess. While dragging her master away Tsuruko heard a giggling in a tree.

Throwing a small shuriken knife into the tree a loud deflating noise slowly came as well as the sound of a thick liquid dripping onto a rock met her ears. The swearing of a younger Aoyama met the ears of her older sister. “Oops, guess I hit one of those implants of hers.” Shrugging Tsuruko went inside hoping the makers of that Anime didn’t sue her for damaging company property.

[Chi Vayne]

The first part was painful just to read about, but luckily Tsuruko made it up to him. Nice story.

[killerman83ca]

I can't wait to see what is going to happen in the story so please update soon. How about you make Motoko and Tsuruko have some fun with Keitaro. Motoko challenges Tsuruko to another duel this time if Motoko win's Tsuruko and Keitaro will break up but if Tsuruko win's then Motoko has to become his slave also.

[shinji_the_good_sharer]

No. Not a Harem fic.

[killerman83ca]

It is only a thought. Maybe for your next story you can do something like that.

[shinji_the_good_sharer]

Thanks for the idea but i'm not a fan of Keitaro/Motoko. Too overdone.

[killerman83ca]

Let me know if you need help on doing another story I will be happy to be your idea person if you want me too be?

[shinji_the_good_sharer]

Nah, i've got a fanfiction R&D forum for that.

[killerman83ca]

I am still new to your site so I am sorry.

[shinji_the_good_sharer]

Meh, s'fine.

[killerman83ca]

Thanks for understanding me.