Asuka straightened up, and arched her back arms out above her shoulders and turned. She kissed him. “Seamus! You were my first! Up my chokucho. And it was wonderful! I wish you’d been first in my pussy and my mouth too. But I’m glad I saved something for you.” Then she giggled. “You got my arse!”
Seamus smiled. He liked her being happy, but when she was so happy that she was silly he suspected that in fact he loved her. “It’s a very nice arse. I’ll have it many times, from now on.”
“So you should!” Eventually she made Seamus sit cross-legged at the low, Japanese-style dinner table, while she warmed and served him sake, holding the little porcelain bottle between her breasts.
He generally preferred beer, but Asuka liked making a fuss, and she made a protracted act of service when she brought him warm sake. He was sure she enjoyed it, partly as a tradition and partly as theatre. After she’d served him she wanted to cuddle, but he smacked her bottom hard enough to re-awaken the pain of her caning
He pinched her nipple, half as a warning and half as teasing. “Dinner, Asuka. Now.”
She bowed and said, “Hai.” It felt odd. It seemed a very traditional, old-fashioned way to behave, but they both knew they were playing at it. For sexual reasons. As she turned away to obey, he smacked her bottom, one hard slap. She clutched her arse and giggled. Seamus shook his head.
Then he got up from the table and had a shower, changing into a robe and thick socks, becoming a salaryman at home. He was monarch, until he returned to work, of all he surveyed. Mostly he watched Asuka surreptitiously while she performed in the kitchen.
She made teriyaki, and watched over him while he ate. She had apparently decided that she didn’t deserve dinner. After he’d stopped eating she’d half-crawled, half-slithered towards him under the table.
She pushed him onto his back, gently, and pulled his robe away from his cock. She lowered her mouth onto it, and sucked him lazily, in no particular hurry. Seamus allowed her to please herself for a long time until he felt urgency again. He put his hand in her hair and grabbed. Then he pulled her down onto him, all the way until she choked and coughed and tried to come up.
He cuffed her face, gently, not to hurt her but to shock her, and she committed herself to serve him, working hard until he came in her mouth.
She swallowed his come, and continued sucking him, slowly and less urgently until he was soft again.