Temple Guardian (Haremlit Fantasy Adventure)

My eyes took a moment to adjust to the light. It was much brighter out here under the moonlight.

I looked around at my new surroundings. A pit formed in my stomach as I saw that the temple’s large wooden gate, which I had blown up earlier, had somehow both reformed and closed itself.. I knew instinctively that some kind of magical barrier had been erected. There would likely be no escape. Sure enough as I looked up at the sky I noticed a purple membrane enclosing the whole of the temple grounds like a translucent dOme.

Shit.

I tried to move my hand and found the whole arm was now pretty much useless. Whatever poison or curse the blade had infected me with it was potent and had set in in earnest. I risked a look at it and then quickly looked away, it was awful. Green and black. It was not just the wound but the whole of my upper arm now.

Shit. Shit. Shit!

With only my left hand and no way to escape, how was I supposed to face the monster inside? I heard a whimper and whipped my head around, looking for the source of the sound. I found a a prone form on the cobblestones just a few meters away. I ran over. It was Kira, her hair disheveled, a bruise across her cheek. I turned her head and she moaned weakly. She appeared to have been knocked out. I called out to her and her bright yellow eyes opened.

“Master… you came to save me,” she smiled. I nodded.

“Yes, you're safe now.” It was a lie. I was lying through my teeth.

No one was safe right now. Me, her, Hana… none of us.

Her smile disappeared and turned to a look of fear.

“Um… master… look. Behind you.”

I slowly turned around. Hissing and shaking its head as if it were in great discomfort, the large creature was ripping its way out of the shine I saw smoke rising from its skin. The moonlight! It’s burning it, even through the protective dome! It stumbled towards us on great legs, its fists balled and ready to smash. I knew I had to distract it or Kira was in danger.

“Stay here, I will draw it away.”

I got to my feet. Without my right hand, It was surprisingly hard to do. Thankfully the beast seemed slowed by the light. I focused my energy on the balls of my feet. If I can't use my arms, let’s try another tactic. I pushed up and twin jets of wind erupted from them, rocketing me upwards into the sky. I felt my heart beating fast, blood pumping. I knew I was just about at my limit

Just a little more… give me a little goddamn more.

I formed an open palm with my left hand and imagined my forearm to be a blade, I shaped the air around it tight and strong. The creature looked up at me, waving its large fists. It appeared angry that it couldn't reach me. I adjusted my feet, focused my energy once more and pushed outwards again. Twin jets of air shot out of my feet and I rocketed behind it. I coughed, blood dribbling from my lips.

Too much. I’m using too much energy.

I felt cold now but it wasn't the touch of shadow on my arm. My whole body was shutting down as it rejected the abuse I was subjecting it to.

Fuck, fuck!

I focused on the blade I was shaping. I screamed, gritting my teeth, my veins standing on end. Slowly the shadow fiend turned, its blue eyes blinking its hands outstretched, seeking to grasp me… to tear me down.

“DIE!”

I swung my arm and the windblade screeched towards the creature, aiming straight for those cursed eyes.

The creature saw the blade of wind headed for its face and raised its hands to block the attack. The windblade struck it with a wet sound, twin lacerations appearing across its dark forearms Dark black blood poured down its large arms, dripping off of its elbow onto the cobblestones. It was wounded but it was not down.

I felt myself begin to sink.

The wind powering my hovering was failing. Each inch I sunk brought me closer towards its clawing hands, the windpower propelling me sputtering, then stopping. As I fell I pushed my palm forward, a pitiful gust of wind shot out striking the creature in the face. It blinked and shook its head, unphased but at least distracted for a moment. One of its large hands gripped my leg and the creature held me upside down. I felt the world shift and turn. All the blood rushed to my head.

It took all of my effort just to remain conscious. I had done it. I had tried everything I could. And I had failed. I was going to die. I couldn’t protect myself, let alone my two companions. I looked over at Kira. Wait, Kira? Where was she? The space where she had been lying was now empty.

Good.. perhaps she escaped. At least one of us managed to.

I turned back to the shadow creature. Its maw had opened and rows and rows of yellow fangs glistened in the moonlight. Smoke was still rising from its skin. I noticed that patches of the dark black had become mottled and gray.

If only it had more time in the light… perhaps it would melt completely.

“You! Monster!” I heard a small, defiant voice call out.

No, goddamnit Kira, no! Please don’t do this! Save yourself!

“You want to fight my master? You have to fight m-me too!”

The creature turned, dragging me with it, Vertigo struck me as my body swung around like a ragdoll. There Kira stood, leopard print outfit and all. The creature roared, its free fist hurtling towards her. Kira’s eyes went wide, she clearly had not thought this through, she brought up her hands in front of her face and screamed.

Instead of succumbing to the creature's powerful blow several things happened in quick succession. A wall of flame shot up from the ground, capturing the creature's fist in the roaring torrent. It screamed and stepped backwards. The bright green flames began to envelop his whole arm.

He dropped me.

I had just enough energy left to cushion my fall with a burst of wind. I still hit the ground hard. My consciousness was ebbing in and out. I saw a pink leopard print woman.. A yellow leopard print woman… Was I seeing double? No, that was just their matching outfit. Behind them I saw jets of green flames. I saw the creature clawing at its own skin, as if trying to rip itself apart.

I saw it begin to fall.

And then… blackness.

***

I awoke in a panic.

“Kira, Hana… run… run!” I yelled. I felt two strong sets of hands hold me down, I heard soothing voices, soft music.

“It’s okay.. It’s okay Ryo-chan!”

“M-master… we are safe! Please don’t worry!”

I looked at the two of them, Kira and Hana in their matching outfits. I took a deep breath. This brought pain to my whole body. I coughed and I felt a wet cloth on my brow and saw twin looks of concern. I tried to get up but leaned on my left arm and felt pain shoot up it. I took a look and saw the shadow wound was still there but the dark colorations had faded a lot. I flexed my fingers.

I can move them now. That’s good.

“You have Kira to thank for that," Hana said with a hint of pride in her voice as she watched me. I looked at the silver haired cat and she smiled shyly.

“I am your guardian spirit, after all. My pain is yours. Your… I mean… you must have learned that. That a spirit can help heal you. With touch.” Kira said slowly and deliberately.

That was a delicate way of putting it. Guardians and their spirits had a special connection, they shared pain, but could also heighten each other's abilities. Fenra and I had done this before we parted. Sometimes this was a simple touch, sometimes it was… a little more. Hana interjected, seeing worry on my face.

“She just pressed her hands and lips to your arm and forehead, nothing below the belt. Don’t worry peach-butt.” She gave me a wink.

I chuckled dryly, but the situation still felt awkward. Wait, peachbutt! She had called me peachbutt! I smiled. It felt like a forgiveness, her using my old nickname. She raised an eyebrow.

“Oh so now you like it when I call you that?”

“Come here, both of you.” I said, raising my one good arm.

We hugged, all three of us. Kira burrowed her silky white hair into the crook of my neck where Hana pressed a soft cheek against mine. When we were done and parted Kira wrinkled her nose.

“Master, you are stinky!”

I laughed, “You two are too. Is there a shower in this.. Wait… where are we?”

I looked around. Neon lights, mirrors… everywhere. “Is this.. A love motel?”

The girls burst into laughter. It was all the confirmation I needed.

“Don’t get any ideas, peachbutt. We are just crashing here. It was the only place open late that had a room and wouldn’t ask any questions. It’s as private as we can get.”

***

The girls asked if I needed help showering but I had politely refused.

I let the hot water pour over me, washing off blood and grime. I was surprised by how fast I was healing. I supposed that was Kira’s presence. We hadn’t even unpacked half of what happened, Both of the girls had displayed new powers. We had been attacked by shadow creatures. We would also need to call Miku and explain what we had seen. It was all so much.

I let the thoughts gather into a ball and then let them go, breathing in and out as I practiced nothingness. Calm. Soon my thoughts were gone altogether and I just enjoyed the heat and sensation of the water over my body.

When I was down I dried off with a thick white towel and wrapped it around my waist, leaving the shower and bathroom behind and entering the room.

Hana whistled as I made my appearance and I felt myself blushing.

“Someone has been working out, that’s not the boy I met a year ago from Tokyo!” She exclaimed, her eyes raking over my half naked form.

I shook my head, trying to deflect, but it was true. Where there previously had been a flat skinny stomach there was now a six pack of abs, and where I had skinny arms I had grown muscular and sinewy. It was all that training with Fenra. Kira said nothing, merely looking between us, her tail going back and forth. Observing the interaction with interest

I felt myself growing hot, embarrassed but also slightly… other things. Hana noticed and helped Kira to her feet, ready to take her foot off the gas and defuse the situation as always.

“Okay girl, let's get you showered too. Have you ever used a shower before?” Kira shook her head.

“I usually just bathe in the stream! Or lick myself clean!” She replied happily.

I chuckled, remembering Fenra’s dramatic first encounter with a shower. At least Hana was prepared this time. She too had been with me for that rather wet and explosive experience.

“Hana, when we are done we should talk… about all that happened. And call Miku”

“Yes, Ryo-chan. Yes. One thing at a time. I’ll take care of her, you should get some more rest.”

Indeed. Rest sounded amazing.

As I lay on the bed and the two girls headed off, to the shower, arm in arm, I felt my energy ebbing. I looked at the neon lights. I felt sleep take hold. I heard giggling. Then I drifted into sweet, sensual dreams.

***

Steam, there was too much damn steam. I tried to use my wind powers to clear iit away but no luck. It seemed they had left me. I would have to make do.

Two figures stood together in the tiled shower, bathed in neon glow. One had pink hair, the other silver. Of its own accord the steam began to lift

First I saw pale smooth legs, then bare midriffs then… I felt my heart catch in my chest.

Two heads turned. Blue and yellow eyes saw me. Noticed me watching.

“You are dreaming Ryo, wake up” They said in eerie unison.

Shit.

Miku straddled me as I lay on my back looking up at her surprisingly sexy uniformed body. The top of it was a light blue button down with a badge pinned on her chest. I was not looking at the badge, I was looking at the way the buttons suddenly seemed ready to pop right off, the way her busty chest stretched out the shirt… the slightly visible outline of a bra inside. Miku was always in great shape, and even in an outfit like this she cut a striking figure. Below her waist she were a tight blue skirt. She smirked a little as she saw me eyeing her.

“You are lucky Ryo, when I pin a guy down wearing this,” She tapped her badge then continued, “I’m usually arresting him.” 

I raised my eyebrows. It wasn’t like Miku to be this foreword nor lustful… I liked this side of her. Not just the jokes… but what she was doing. Taking control. I couldn’t resist adding on:

“Well, we could still use handcuffs if you want.” 

There was a pause. I wondered if old conservative Miku might come back but she only giggled. I imagined handcuffing her to the seat headrest… spreading her legs… I was getting hard already. Miku must have felt it, close as she was, only her skirt and the thin material of my pants separating us. She ground into me a little and gave a soft sight. My erection grew and I breathed out. I wanted her. Bad. 

Miku reached behind her and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, on queue. My eyes widened. So she was into this!? Really? Miku leaned down, pressing her chest against my face. I smelled her perfume, and felt the soft swell of her breasts. I was intoxicated by her. 

She kissed my neck and a shiver ran down my spine, then my jaw, then my ear. Her tongue flicked over my earlobe and sucked. My body responded by spasming in involuntary pleasure and movement. I heard her giggle once more then she whispered in my ear: “Hands up above your head, Ryo”

I complied. Before I knew it I heard:

Click, click, shrrrrrrk

What the hell? It took me a moment to realize what Miku had done. She’d cuffed me, my hands above my head!  A peal of laughter erupted from above me as she raised her body up once more and looked down on me. I was  now totally prone and unable to use my hands. 

“Aw Ryo, did you think you were going to get to use the handcuffs on me?”

I nodded dumbly and she smiled, shaking her head, her silken hair moving from side to side. 

“No Ryo, this time I’m in full control. Watch and obey. That’s an order!”

“Ye’s ma’am.” She didn’t need to tell me twice. I lay there, staring up at her as the elegant raven haired beauty began to strip for me. I saw a blush return to her cheeks. She unbuttoned her top slowly, exposing her pale white skin to me in the moonlight that filtered into the car. Every inch of it turned me on even more. Finally when she was down she pulled it off completely, tossing it to the front-seat. She covered her chest at first, then revealed it to me, flicking her eyes at mine, trying to gauge a reaction.

My jaw had dropped. How could it not? She looked absolutely stunning in a black lace bra. Her perfect pear shaped breasts barely contained within it. The mesh sides were completely see through. Her taut thin timmy was also bare. I wanted to run my hands up her sides and tear that bra right off. 

Had she known what would happen today to dress like this underneath her uniform? Or is she always sexy under there… I don’t think I want to know. I’ll never focus on what an officer tells me again if I think that’s what they are hiding.

Next, blushing an even deeper shade of crimson she reached up and grasped the top of each strap, twisting them between nimble fingers. “Do you want… to see more?” She asked, the authoritative tone replaced for a moment with a bashful one. 

“I…really… really do. You look stunning,” I said breathlessly. 

Miku smiled showing dazzling white teeth, I could tell she genuinely appreciated it. It occurred to me that in her day job as a tough officer it was unlikely she ever felt like a woman, beautiful and radiant. And she deserved to know just how gorgeous she was. 

Miku pulled off her black lace bra and her pert breasts bounced free. I longed to touch the tiny round nipples, take them in my fingers, my mouth, but as it was I was bound and pinned. I merely imagined… desire filling me to a bursting point. She didn’t keep me waiting for long. Miku’s ever moving hands gripped my belt, practically tearing it off then shoved my pants down around my ankles, pulling my boxers along with them and letting my cock spring free. She was suddenly quick, hungry and frantic in her movements, no longer slow and seductive… I saw that desire was now taking over her too. 

She wants me. Just as bad as I want her.

Her small white hands found my waiting cock and began to pump me up and down as she looked into my eyes. 

“Good?” She asked.

“F-u-ck-ing amazing…” I replied. And it was. Somehow she knew my body so well, her hands gripping and twisting and stroking all at the right speed… gentle when it needed to be gentle…firm when it needed to be firm. She sped up her strokes and I felt my body lifting off the back of the car with each upwards motion, I was already getting close! 

Then abruptly she stopped and leaned over, her black hair cascading over my chest like a wall as she lowered her mouth to my waiting cock. She opened wide and I felt but could not see her soft parted lips, her pink tongue as she took me up and down. I heard the slobbering sucking sounds as she blew me and I lost myself in the sensations. 

But as abruptly and suddenly as she’d dove down on me, Miku brushed back her hair and let go of me with a plop. I looked down at myself, a mess, coated in saliva. Miku had a long strand of precum dangling from her lips. When she noticed it she wrapped it around a finger then licked it up. 

God that's hot. 

She winked 

“Are you ready, Ryo-san?” She asked mischievously.

I think so? “

Yes,” I replied hesitantly, unsure of what I was agreeing to.

“Yes, chief, you mean?” She said, her confidence returning. 

I nodded, “Yes chief.” 

To complete the illusion, Miku, giggling, reached over to the back seat cover and pulled out her police officer’s hat and put it on, tucking her hair into it. 

“Good boy, now the chief is going to teach you a lesson for giving her a hard time today! Think you can handle that?”

I nodded, but then realized she wasn’t really asking. She was going to do whatever she wanted. And honestly I certainly wasn’t going to argue with that. Whatever lesson she wanted to teach me, I would accept it. Multiple lessons… even.

Miku got up on her knees and reached under her skirt. Somehow she managed to slide off her panties while keeping the tight blue material still wrapped around her tight waist and firm behind. 

“God you are sexy-”

She interrupted my words by stuffing my mouth with the panties in question. If it were anyone else, I would have been mortified… but delicate and sensual Miku… 

“Quiet, Ryo. This is about your chief. You are going to get her off. And you are going to give her a good goodbye. That’s an order.” 

I nodded, only a muffled grunt coming out of my panty filled mouth. I think she still got it that I agreed.

I felt her hand grip my cock, still slick with drool and precum, and watched her lips part, her eyelids flutter as she eased onto me. She was tight but wet, I could not see beneath her skirt, I could only feel her warm wet pussy lips part as she slid slowly down the length of me, her walls gripping me tightly as she did so. Her whole body seemed to shudder as she finally slid down the length of me. She rested her hands on my chest and arched her back, trembling. 

“Oh god… you are so deep Ryo-chan.” She breathed.

As she spoke her walls clenched me once more, sending  waves of pleasure through me. I groaned, inhaling the surprisingly delicate fragrant scent of her. 

Miku began to rock back and forth upon me, slowly at first, then faster and faster, her hips bucking, her breasts bouncing up and down.The cap fell off her head and onto the floor, her hair spilled out, looking wild as it whipped across her pale body.  

“Unh… unh… UNH!” Miku moaned, her voice raising as her movements sped up and her body began to quiver.  She was close, already. I felt her wetness pooling around my thighs. Miku reached down and tore the panties out of my mouth, her eyes wild as she leaned down, smooshing her bare breasts against my chest, running her fingers through my hair as she fucked me, humped me, ground against me, her body milking me as she struggled to take every inch of me in and out… over and over. She began fiendishly devouring me from above as well as below. She kissed me, her tongue exploring me as she moaned. I felt her tongue invade my mouth, exploring me, opening me, teasing me. 

When the kiss ended she pressed her forehead to mine, sweat dripping down her neck and onto her breasts as her lower half was still writhing on my cock. 

“H-how… how does it feel? How does Ryo-chan feel?”

“Fuck it feels so good Mi- I mean… chief…”

“D-do you want to cum?” She asked breathily, “To come inside my pussy? How long have you waited, Ryo-chan? Waited for police chief Miku to take off her clothes and fuck you?”

Well I hadn’t imagined her fucking me, more the other way around… but I liked this just as much… actually more. 

“I want to cum… I want it badly chief.”

“Then do it!”  It was an order. She raised her body up, reached down and got a pair of silver keys. She unlocked my hands in one fluid motion. Then my sexy commanding officer slid off of me and bent over the center console of the car, presenting her slim white legs and firm ass to me, clothed only in a ruffled blue skirt. I got up and positioned myself behind her, making eye contact with her dark flashing eyes in the rearview, her moist lips were parted and she was panting, her cheeks flushed with desire. 

“Do it,” she said. “Fuck me.”

I flipped up her skirt fully, exposing her ass. It was not large but it was perfectly round and firm, no doubt kept in perfect shape from the demands of her job. I gave it a playful slap and she let out another moan, arching her back further and giving me more access. I spread her cheeks apart and slid into her waiting pussy and she convulsed around me.

“M-m-more… please!”

“As you command, chief…” I said with a smile, but knowing that I was in charge now. I grabbed her slim sides for purchase and began to pound into her. Each long and hard thrust increased the level of my pleasure, she was so tight, so wet… so hot. Miku was shuddering, shivering, groaning, her fingers clawing at the dashboard, her back muscles tensing. I could tell she was on the very verge of a massive orgasm. I didn’t stop, I kept pounding, speeding up, my hands slid up her sides to grab her breasts, pinching her nipples and eliciting a shriek of delight.

Next I grabbed her hair, balling it in my fists, it was so long and silken… 

“Yes! Oh god yes!” Miku cried as I fucked her hard, the sounds reverberating through the cabin of the tiny car. 

I could see in the rearview mirror that she had her eyes closed and her face was contorted as ecstasy tore through her. Without warning she began to cum. I released her, letting her body collapse forward onto the dashboard as waves of pleasure rocked her. Her body was shaking, her walls clenching and unclenching around my cock. The sensations were too much, and my throbbing cock began to erupt.

I felt myself explode like a cannon inside of her as she milked me dry… her gyrations seemed to draw out every last drop of my seed. Gripping her ribcage hard, my whole body tensed as I emptied myself. We remained like that for what seemed like a long time, both of our bodies in the aftershocks of our orgasms.

FInally we separated and Miku joined me in the backseat, laying her sweaty head upon my shoulder while I stroked her now messy hair. We did not speak, enjoying the silence. Finally it was her that broke the reverie:

“We’d better get cleaned up. I have to go to the office.”

“And I have to get back to Hana and Kira.”

Miku gave me a small grin. 

“This is our secret, right?”

“Yes chief, yes it is.”