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A Different Kind of Business (Kuro x Kei Jinguji)

"Yo, Miss Jinguji!" Kuro greeted as he entered Kei's office for the umpteenth time. The silver haired girl looked up from her current documents to offer him a smile.

"Good morning, Kuro. It's rare to see you over here so early."

"Yeah, there weren't many quests this time around, Lady Blanc was busy, and I had to get away from the twins—Ram, specifically—because they're plotting something, so I decided to come here," he counted off. Kei just shook her head. "Besides, I don't see you that often, so I figured… why not drop by?"

It was then that Kuro noticed something different about Lastation's Oracle. Something that he mentally chided himself over not noticing it sooner; "You grew your hair out?"

Kei's normally short, silver hair had grown to just a bit past her shoulders and to her upper back. She grabbed a bundle of it with two fingers and looked at it flatly; "That wasn't my intention. I was just so preoccupied with work that I simply neglected to cut it."

"Why, though? I think your long hair is beautiful," Kuro asked, throwing in his honest opinion. "I mean, I'm sorta biased towards girls with long hair and always thought you were cute before, but…"

"Are you flirting with me, Kuro?" Kei asked, albeit while blushing at the compliment.

Kuro was quick to get frantic and waved his hands in front of himself; "N-no! I'm not! I-I was just giving my… y'know… opinion on… O-on… I'll just go now…"

"I was only joking, Kuro. Come, have a seat. Even I could use the company of another," the silverette said, laughing at his awkwardness. The boy did as told and took a seat right in front of her desk.

A silence ensued as the pair sat alone in Kei's office, the only sound being Kei's pen scratching on paper. Meanwhile, Kuro was scrambling for something to talk about. He didn't know much, if not anything at all, about her on a personal level. In fact, the only things he knew about Kei were that she was Lastation's Oracle and that she worked… a lot… A LOT, a lot.

As you could tell, this was very concerning…

On the opposite end, Kei sent occasional glances towards Kuro with a barely noticeable, yet somewhat amused smirk. While she was surprised at his insistence on spending time with her, she did find it rather endearing how he was struggling severely to come up with a topic of conversation.

After a few, agonizing moments of contemplation, Kuro kicked off with; "So, uh, what have you been up to these days?"

Kei giggled into her palm, eliciting a small red tint to stain Kuro's face at the terrible line; "Well, as you can probably tell, I've been doing some work on Noire's behalf"

"Small is an understatement…" the boy mumbled, looking at the various stacks of paperwork on and around her desk. Before he could stop himself, he raised the question. "Do you have any hobbies, Miss Jinguji?"

"Hm? Hobbies?"

Welp, might as well finished what he started; "Yeah, hobbies. Y'know, like stuff you like to do whenever you're not working. Like reading, drinking some tea, collecting stuff, doing cosplay like Lady N—mmff!"

That last only couldn't make it past his lips as Noire appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, and slapped his mouth shut. One threatening glare from her and she left the office, offering a quick greeting towards Kei.

The silverette sent a confused look his way; "Do I want to know?"

"No, you don't want to know…"

"Hmm…"

"Regardless, here…" Kuro got up from his seat, rounded the desk, and grabbed Kei's hand. Suffice to say, she was caught off guard when he did so and pulled her out and through the Bascilicom hallways.

"K-Kuro! What are you—"

"We're going out, Miss Jinguji!"

"But I'm not—"

"Yes, you are!"

Kei managed to wring her hand away from his, the barely noticable red hue on her face from earlier returning; "That's not what I mean. I'm not properly dressed to be seen in public."

The boy looked Kei up and down and noticed the state of her dress. Her black, suit-like jacket and tie were gone, her white, button-down shirt had a few buttons undone, and her socks and footwear were different as well.

"Oh… I see," Kuro scratched the back of his head. He then sat on the nearby windowsill, kicking his feet childishly. "Alright, I'll wait."

It took about fifteen minutes for Kei to get ready. She was dressed in her usual attire, but her long hair remained. She was honestly very curious about what he may have in mind for their outing—not a date, an outing; "What exactly do you have in mind, Kuro?"

He scratched the back of his head; "Weeeeeell, there's this cool restaurant next to a theater. We could stop by there. Have you eaten anything today?"

"Not since breakfast. I could use something to eat. And I have finished a considerable amount of work at the moment. Excellent choice," Kei approved of his decision.

After traversing the streets of Lastation, the two were standing in front of a brightly red colored building, with lanterns standing on either side of the entrance. Cozy looking. And something smelled nice.

They were led inside by a waiter and were seated behind one table with a floor length table cloth. After the customary 'wait for the waiter,' their menus came. The pair gave their respective orders.

It was actually turning into an enjoyable afternoon. Pretty much everything was there the light-hearted banter, the slight jabs from Kei, the laughter, some good food and, overall just getting to know each other better. So far, a pretty nice time.

Kuro ended up paying for the meal as Kei had forgotten her wallet. She offered to pay him back, but he dismissed it, saying that it was money well spent and that it was time to head to their next destination: the mall.

"This mall?" Kei asked as the pair entered the building.

"Yeah. I overheard you and Lady Noire talking about having a mall built here in Lastation," Kuro explained. "Have you actually stepped foot in here? Like as in, not having to deal with any business mumbo-jumbo?"

Kei had a retort ready… or, at least, she thought she did. Truth be told, Kei had taken care of funding, and monitored the construction, but had never gone there as a customer since it's completion.

"I'll take that silence as an N-O, no," Kuro explained and grabbed her hand, snapping her out of her thoughts. Upon seeing their joined hands, Kei's face started heating up a bit as he eventually let her catch up. The boy began leading her down one side of the entire facility, Kei taking mental notes at how well the place seemed to be doing.

They eventually stopped to explore a clothing store. Kuro gulped nervously. From what he had seen in movies and television, clothes shopping plus women equals whole day spent and many bags having to be carried. It took him a bit to realize that Kei had gone on ahead of him and Kuro sprinted while trying to find her.

Five whole minutes passed when he found her… browsing through various swimsuits? Tilting his head slightly, he walked up to the silverette and tapped her shoulder; "You're getting a swimsuit?"

"Well, not at this particular moment, as you know my current situation. However, Noire had insisted that I go to the beach at least once. But the main problem is, I don't have a swimsuit…"

The boy just nodded and promised to pay for this as well. Kei was more insistent on not letting him waste his money on her again, but Kuro was almost, if not just as, stubborn as Noire herself was. She spent what felt like hours to the boy (it was only ten minutes…) looking over various designs and colors when she finally decided on one. When Kuro asked to see it, Kei blushed and denied his request, telling him that she'll just try it on and he'll see it.

He sat on a nearby stool (the ones you use when trying on new shoes), contemplating his life choices, when the girl's timid voice snapped him out of it; "U-um, s-so, how do I… look?"

Kuro looked up and his jaw dropped while his eyes grew into saucers. The swimsuit she had chosen was a dark blue two-piece. It had a floral trim, ruffled miniskirt and a large bow on the middle of the chest. Kei's blush deepened ever-so-slightly at his gaze alone and used her arm to cover her chest while trying to maintain a straight face.

"D-do not stare at me so much… It's embarrassing."

Kuro shook his head and got himself together before scratching the back of his head, looking off to his right; "Y-you look… amazing, Miss Jinguji. Gorgeous, even."

Amazing…

…Gorgeous…

Those were two words that even she didn't think would be directed at her. Kei was known colloquially for her boyish appearance, many people confusing her for one on a frequent basis (well, yeah, considering her short hair and the fact that her everyday outfit is essentially a business suit). While she, for the most part, would wave it off and correct them, it did sort of irritate her at times (I'd be annoyed as well, sister!).

She shivered when she felt his hand on her bare shoulder; "Uh, you alright, Miss Jinguji?"

Her heartbeat skyrocketed at both his touch and their proximity. She answered affirmatively and back into the changing room. She managed to put on everything minus her black jacket when she took a minute to sigh.

"What exactly are you doing to me, Kuro…?" Kei looked down at the floor, hugging herself as she became lost in her own thoughts.

Under normal circumstances, she would have barely acknowledged his presence aside from happy yet mundane greetings they provided each other. If anything, his upbeat and sometimes childish nature made it almost impossible to ignore him for extended periods of time. Kei was no exception to this. On the rare occasions that Kuro had caught her alone, she would be so focused on other things that he would often just leave her to carry on. And if the Oracle was honest, she was flattered. Although, Kuro had been unusually assertive today.

Her eyebrows furrowed and her cheeks reddened even further. If Kei was honest with herself, this type of thing was something she never expected that she would actually be able to do. A part of her was determined to repay Kuro for everything he's done for her today. If only for a few hours, she honestly felt more in touch with her feminine side.

But the question remains; what could she do?

On the other side, Kuro had his head propped on his hands with his elbows on his thighs. Upon hearing Kei's footsteps, he stood up, yet Kei sped walked past him. He tilted his head slightly, wondering if he had upset her in any way, but then she surprised him by grabbing his hand and yanking him along with her to the cashier.

One monetary transaction later and the two found themselves moving briskly back towards the Bascilicom. Entering the massive building, Kei was a bit confused about the absence of Noire and Uni, but then remembered that the former said that they would be leaving for… Lowee, was it?

"So, are we good right now? 'Cause you're kinda crushing my wrist right, Miss Jinguji…" Kuro asked, pointing towards the vice grip Kei had him in.

"Forgive me," she apologized. Without turning to him, she asked him something that almost made him fall over face-first. "If you do not mind, Kuro, would you accompany me back to my office?"

'What…?' whether he said that aloud or not, he wasn't sure. But when he saw Kei turn towards him with a neutral yet slightly pinkish face, he guessed he did. "You're serious…?"

"Quite so," she nodded. Thoroughly confused, yet curious, Kuro agreed. She allowed him entry first, then closed the door and locked it.

"I heard a click. Why did something click?" Kuro asked as he turned around. However, when he made the full 180°, Kei gripped both of his shoulders and closed in on him. She took a minute to notice that Kuro was a just a bit taller than her.

'Wait, is she gonna try and kiss me?' nothing was said between the two. Kuro was growing more and more concerned, looking to his left for a split second, then back to Kei.

'…Oh, my goddess… This is happening! What do I do? What-do-I-do?! WhatDoIDo?!' he panicked, but those thoughts were laid to rest when he felt something soft yet slightly frigid on his lips.

'Holy crap, she did it! I have several questions… but they can wait for about ten more seconds…' Kuro thought as natural instincts kicked in and his hands rested on Kei's hips. After about a minute, Kei separated and the pair stared into each other's eyes.

"Kuro… I… I-I…" she struggled to say. She then took a deep breath and backed off a bit. Kuro was going to ask what was wrong, but was silenced by Kei's next action. She unbuttoned her suit-like jacket as well as the white undershirt, her perky B-cup sized breasts peeking from inside.

Kuro did her a favor and, as the two began making out again, slid the articles of clothing off of her shoulders and let them fall to the floor. Her entire upper body was bare for his eyes only, and her longer hair just made her even more attractive. Kei did indeed have the necessary curves to be considered female, but, of course, her normal attire did nothing to show it.

As Kei hooked her arms around his neck, Kuro's hand slid up her side and stopped at her right breast. It was the softest thing he had ever felt, and his member was now at full mast. Kei let out small whimpers when he gave her breast a gentle squeeze and formed his hand around its curve, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. Kuro's eyes, completely fixated on his hand's current location and gleaming with a lust that matched the Oracle's, were locked on target.

"Miss Jinguji…" he said softly. "You're beautiful… and your breast is so soft…"

"Please call me 'Kei.'" she said through her moans. "Please…"

The silverette smiled whilst softly stroking her lover's rock solid shaft from crotch to tip over his trousers. Kuro felt the sensation, shuddering slightly at her touch, but did not lose sight of the soft breast he was caressing and squeezing still.

Kei placed her hands on the back of Kuro's head and pulled him in slowly for their second, more heated, kiss. Both of them let out moans from the hot, wet feeling their tongues coiling and caressing each other's. The boy's hand, now wedged in tight but still clinging to her chest, gripped tightly, his hardness now rubbing against Kei's crotch. Breaking apart for air, they both gasped, breathing hot and heavily.

Lastation's Oracle reached downwards and pulled down on her shorts, taking her undergarments with them, which landed with a soft thud onto the floor. Kuro hastily followed her example and shed all of his own clothing.

'So, this is… a man's penis…' Kei noted as she stared intently at Kuro's stiff member. Her attention was drawn away from it as he went in to grope at her left breast now.

Kuro, cupping and squeezing the breast in his hand, leaned down and placed her nipple in his mouth. Kei gasped. It felt wonderful. Kuro closed his eyes and sucked away. He felt at peace. He could feel his her breathing get faster, and her body shudder. Her quaked even more when his other hand became reunited with her unattended breast.

Kei's breasts were soft and tender in his hands as he squeezed and groped whilst lips locked gently around her nipple, twirling and flicking it with his tongue, each movement sending a ripple of pleasure to her core. Kei had to admit, Kuro was naturally skilled. His mouth switched sides, and continued to lick and suckle her breasts, his cock getting full-strength hard. She placed her hand on the back of Kuro's head as he sucked on her tits. The feeling of his mouth on her breast and his hair in her hands was wonderful, but she didn't want to cum too soon.

They were both inexperienced, after all, and she had done nothing to give him the same pleasure he had given her. Kei rubbed the back of his head, gently up and down a few times. Kuro gave her nipple one final long suck and pulled away, eyes up at her face, ready to listen.

"Please… stand up," she requested.

The sight of Kuro's rock hard cock made Kei pause in awe for a short moment. The tip was swollen, ready for intercourse and a bead of pre-cum sat on top, a sign of just how turned on Kuro had become throughout their sexual journey together so far.

The silverette knelt right in front of his crotch, her expression a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Very slowly, she lifted her hand to touch it, but retracted her hand immediately when Kuro jerked a bit.

"Is… there something wrong?" she asked.

"N-No. It's fine. Keep going… uh, please…" Kuro answered. Kei took a breath before steeling herself and allowing his rod to pass through her lips.

'It feels… strange having this in my mouth…' she quickly noted as she circled her tongue around the tip. She put her hands on the front of his thighs to give herself more stability as her head bobbed back and forth. 'It's more difficult than I thought…'

If it were possible, Kuro could've passed out from the shock of ultimate pleasure. He had never felt anything so good. His head swung back from the instant feeling of warmth, softness, wetness and pleasurable movement coming from Kei's mouth and touch. He let out a low groan, and looked down at her, her silver hair swaying as she gave him one hell of a blowjob. Despite having never done this, she certainly had some semblance of skill.

With lust, he reached down and cupped one of her soft, swinging breasts, giving it a long squeeze, adding to his enjoyment and feeling. Kei found herself loving every second of it, and was gratified knowing she was making Kuro moan. She could feel her body respond, a heat rising up in her loins as she continued to suck and lick the boy's penis vigorously.

"Am I… doing this… correctly?" she asked, looking up at him while continuing her work. Kuro's hand resting on her head was all she got and she took it as a sign of approval.

Kei was… happy that she was able to please Kuro, and that he was enjoying what he was receiving. As her work continued, more audible breaths emerged in rapid succession. After a few more seconds, Kuro began to feel pressure developing inside his length. Even though he desperately tried to fight it away, Kei began to suck harder and lick in more rapidly, as if she expected the developing release.

"K-Kei! I'm gonna—KEI!" Kuro abruptly shouted. The girl's eyes widened as he came in her mouth. His spunk began collecting and her cheeks puffed up as a result. He had finally finished cumming right before the amount of it became too much for her to keep inside.

At that point, Kei didn't know what to do. Should she swallow or spit it out. She looked Kuro deep in his eyes, hoping to convey the question to him. He just shrugged and she spat it out in the nearby garbage bin.

'Ugh… I'm not quite fond of the taste…' she stood back up and had one arm slung around Kuro's neck. She lifted her right leg up, planting her foot on the edge of her desk, and used her free hand to properly set up his rod for entry into her maidenhood.

"Wait, are you sure you want to do this, Kei?" the boy needed this last confirmation.

"Wh-what? Yes! Of course, I am!" Kei groaned. 'He asks that now of all times?!'

"There is no other man that I'd rather do this with. I have no qualms with losing my virginity to you, Kuro. So…" she slowly began pushing her hips forward, letting out small whimpers at the sudden intrusion. Kuro's hands gripped the Oracle's butt to allow better control as his own hips met hers halfway and the two were finally joined.

Kei bit onto his shoulder as the pain set in rapidly. Kuro ran his fingers through her hair in an effort to comfort her. Once it died down, and Kei wasn't gnawing on him like a zombie, they began.

Kuro started off slowly, grinding his rod in and out of Kei in calm and precise movements. The girl let out small sighs at the ever-growing sensation. Eventually, she applied force into her hold on him and pushed him down into her own desk. She could always worry about cleaning it later.

Kei straddled him, his cock inadvertantly slipping out of her. She instantly reached behind her and returned it to its rightful place. At that point, she really couldn't help herself as her body went into autopilot; moving her hips up and down along the organ inside of her. Then when she was all the way down, Kei would start to roll and gyrate her hips around to get it in further.

"Ah! Mmm!" she groaned in pleasure as she felt the tip press and rub against her womb. She increased her pace so she was more animatedly bouncing herself up and down.

She carried herself away with loud groans of sexual elation that were loud enough to be heard from beyond the door had they been unfortunate enough for someone to overhear them.

Kuro was feeling the same thing, feeling the loss of the fine edge of control. Giving over almost entirely to lust, he began to move with Kei. Out of synch at first to create awkward and shockingly pleasurable sensations; that built into a matched tempo. Earning a surprising yelp from the normally composed girl as he found one of her most sensitive spots inside her body with a particularly strong thrust.

Lost in the physical sensation of the experience, Kei pressed herself in close so her passably sized bosom was squished up against his chest, her eyes closed as she held on almost for dear life. Her fingers clawed into the back of his shoulders.

The lewd sounds of raw skin slapping against skin kept getting more rapid and loud, but the boy eventually had to pull back a little, even if it was just his face, to get some air and speak; "Kei… I-I'm… get… getting close…"

The Oracle knew exactly what it was he was referring to, yet her body told her to keep going, the fear of potential pregnancy completely non-existent. Her walls squeezed tighter around his length, the only length that mattered at the moment, as both breathlessly just looked at each other with eyes half lidded, before Kuro grunted, muscles tensing, and released inside the silver haired girl riding him.

Kei's eyes widened in shock and awe as she screamed at the top of her lungs, her own climax now having made a mess out of both of them. Instinctively, she pulled his face into her chest, catching him off guard in the very moment of climax, with his mouth opening up to lick those raw breasts. Her womanhood twitched a bit, as if satisfied.

They both slumped to where they were leaning against the front of the desk, panting and sweating from their endeavor and the room became filled with the pungent scent of sex. Kuro and Kei stared at each other's eyes before engaging in a continuous exchange of small kisses.

A few days later…

"Icarus. There's a letter addressed to you," Blanc handed a small envelope to him before returning to her room.

"Who's it from, Lady Blanc?"

"Lastation."

"Lastation? Huh…" he unsealed the envelope and pulled out the piece of paper inside. Although, he felt something else inside the actual envelope. It was a small key.

Kuro,

I apologize for not informing you the other day, but I am leaving my work as Oracle of Lastation indefinitely in pursuit of another line of business. I wish I could have let you know in person, but as I'm sure you're aware, there is a key alongside this letter.

It is a spare key that I had made for the house I rented. I do hope you take the time to visit as you have before. I would very much appreciate your company.

Warm regards,

Kei Jinguji

That wasn't the end of it, however as Kuro noticed on the very bottom-right corner of the letter were three words that sent his heart racing.

"I love you~"

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