Notes and Disclaimers: Hime-chan no Ribon was written by Mizusawa Megumi and published by Shuueisha. All rights belong to them, though I am sorta borrowing the characters for a few. Do you think they'll mind? ^^ This story is hentai! If you do not know what that mean, you should not be reading this story. If you are under the legal age in your state, county or town, you should not be reading this story. If you are doing it just to complain later, you should not be reading this story! DO NOT say I didn't warn you! Stirling Twilight
All was silence
Hime-chan listened again.
All was silence and stillness.
Beside her Pokota slept fitfully. Moving slowly, carefully, she slipped out of bed and furtively moved to the mirror. As quietly as possible she recited her spell, magically changing into Daichi. A sudden coolness touched her skin. Wherever Daichi was, he was naked. As she raised her eyes to meet his in the mirror her cheeks burned a deep red heat. It wasn't noticeable in the darkness; nevertheless it almost made her stop. But she didn't. She had decided to do this and she was going to follow through. Yet, there was no reason to do this standing in front of the mirror!Quickly Hime-chan returned to the warmth of her bed.
Lying perfectly straight she drew in several deep breaths, trying to calm her pounding heart. Closing her eyes Hime-chan slowly raised her hands to Daichi's chest. His skin was smooth and soft to her hesitant touch. She took her time, stroking him, slowly relaxing, and allowing herself the time to be sure that all was well; that she wouldn't be disturbed.
Hime-chan had conceived this plan when Erika-hime had told her that time in both the Magical Realm and the Human World seemed to be parallel. When Hime-chan slept here on Earth, so did Erika-hime in the Magical Realm. And unless the ribbon had some kind of alarm to alert Erika-hime that Hime-chan was using it, she was safe. But even so, she had reckoned, the room was pitch dark and if Erika-hime was watching, she wasn't seeing much.
Steeling herself Hime-chan grazed a nipple. The reaction to his, her, body was what she had hoped. She could feel hot blood flowing into her groin.
It was exquisite.
This was what she had wanted to experience. The thought of pleasing Daichi was becoming an important daydream as she came to know him better and she had decided that, what better way to learn then to practice on him. Even now she blushed as she reminded herself that besides, it would feel good.
And so far, it did.
Gathering her will Hime-chan began to fondle herself. It was strange at first. His chest was lean and smooth, whereas her own body was beginning to blossom. Thinking of the soft swells of her breast, missing on this body, made her, him, all the more excited. The growing hardness between her legs was demanding more and more of her attention, but she wasn't ready for that yet.
Not yet. Hime-chan still couldn't bring herself to reach down and touch the growing erection she was creating. Her plan was working better than she could have hoped, but still fear held her back. She could feel the skin tightening, lengthening, growing hotter. The air under the covers was less warm than her skin and as she became more sensitive it tickled her with its coolness.
Pinching her nipples she tried to image what he would do, if she truly were Daichi. He wouldn't hesitate to touch himself, but was that all there was too it? Closing her eyes Hime-chan pictured him, alone in his room, and her image before his closed eyes. He was whispering her name as he stroked himself, moaning, longing for her touch as he used skilled hands to bring himself closer to physical release. His body's reaction to this scenario was becoming more uncomfortable with each passing second. Hime-chan could almost image that all the blood in her body was now pulsing in this one area.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, his body took over. Reaching down his hand wrapped around the throbbing flesh and squeezed. The relief for that one-second, without pounding blood, made her moan.
Startled Hime-chan clamped both hands over her mouth... and listened.
All was silence.
After a moment of breathless anxiety his hands again began to move. This time the need was more urgent. Hime-chan was at the point of near exhaustion and biting down on her bottom lip she allowed his body to do what it wanted to.
Instantly his hands reclaimed his swollen flesh and began to toy with the sensitive head. In her own mind Hime-chan was amazed at how velvet like his skin was. He was smooth and soft, but so powerful at the same time. Then his fingers found it. A searing heat rose from her thighs and suddenly he was pumping the flesh of his penis in a rhythm that made Hime-chan's eyes fly open. Never before had she imaged anything to compare with this feeling. All of her attention was focused on the need to climax. He pulled harder, faster, and she... could only marvel.
Then it hit her. Daichi was naked! Wherever he was, at this hour, he was naked. Her mind exploded at the thought that he was doing exactly what she was, and she came. White lights exploded in her eyes as his orgasm yanked her out of his body. The release of heat that leapt from her body longed for her voice to share in the sensation, but she managed, somehow, to remain quiet.
Not a minute later the first warning beep from the ribbon necklace sounded. Throwing herself out of bed Hime-chan sprinted for the mirror and quickly changed back to herself. Heaving a sigh she paused again to listen.All was silence.
Hime-chan took a moment to wipe the sheets before climbing back into bed. Smiling smugly she promised herself that tomorrow night she was double herself before she became Daichi again.