Chapter 107

Hitomi resumed her healing of Kenshin, regaining her concentration in an instant. He decided not to disturb her at such a crucial moment, and kept his hand to himself, although he really wanted to caress it.

After forty minutes, Hitomi was tired again, and smiled tenderly at Kenshin, who was wiping the sweat from her forehead. Under his persuasion, she finally took off her forehead protector, and now Kenshin could clearly see a very ugly slave seal. It looked like a branding scar, but he could tell at a glance that it was an extremely evil fuin.

During the session, he managed to study this seal superficially and understood its basic functions. First of all, when the wearer had a strong desire or died, the seal sent a powerful attack impulse somewhere inside the head. Kenshin guessed that this was a mechanism for destroying the Byakugan, so that it would not fall into the hands of the enemy. To his joyful surprise, there was no tracking mark on the seal.

While Hitomi went to get another cup of tea, Kenshin began to think about his next steps. His original plan was to ask to come to her house and get the opportunity to visit her. However, everything turned out much better than he expected, and the plan needed some revision.

"Maybe I'll be able to finish everything today..." Kenshin thought with a smile, seeing that the clock was already 22:10, and the curfew had already arrived.

- Oh, we're late! - Hitomi exclaimed from the kitchen, and ten seconds later returned to the living room with a tray.

"Kenshin, we're late! It's curfew and the inn is already closed..." Hitomi muttered, wondering what to do next.

- It's okay, I can sit on the bench until the morning. I'm used to it. - Kenshin said with a smile.

- What nonsense?! I won't let you sit on any bench, you're sick, and besides, the patrol will easily find you. You'll stay with me until the morning, and that's not up for discussion! - Hitomi stated authoritatively, not wanting to let go of the young man who couldn't use chakra.

- Okay, okay, Hitomi-san, just don't get mad. You're much more beautiful when you smile. - He said, and kissed her tender hand.

- What a flatterer you are, Nakayama Kenshin. Your sweet words will win the hearts of many young beauties. - Hitomi said, smiling with difficulty. She was saddened by the fact that even in theory they could never be together.

"All I care about right now is the beauty sitting in front of me," he whispered, then reached for her sweet lips and kissed her without the slightest resistance.

- Mpfh! - After half a minute, Hitomi moaned and pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavily. Her whole body was burning madly, and especially hot between her legs.

- Oooof, my God, it's so hot... Your effect on my body is just incredible! - She declared, deciding to approach this issue from a professional point of view in order to abstract herself from the insane embarrassment, and then fluttered into the bathroom, unconsciously wiggling her big butt.

Once in the bathroom, Hitomi washed her face and then stuck her hand into her panties, surprised to find that they were incredibly wet.

"So I'm sexually aroused?! But that's impossible... My brain really refuses to think sensibly. Have hormones really woken up inside me? My body is just boiling from his touch, and his kiss..." - Hitomi tried to objectively assess her condition, but as soon as she reproduced these feelings in her head, her brain again refused to think logically, and her body begged her to return to this magnificent guy.

"Well, shall we begin your 'treatment'?" Kenshin asked with a smile when she returned to her chair.

Hitomi immediately blushed and wanted to give up on this strange idea, but her body, starved for affection, decided everything for her. "Um, where do you want to start?" She asked, looking into his eyes.

- First, we should check the tactile sensations. Stand up. - He practically commanded, without saying "please." Hitomi shuddered a little, and wondered why such a half-command caused her body to send another impulse down her stomach.

She stood up as if nothing had happened, and Kenshin calmly stepped forward to meet her, then stroked her delicate chin. "You must cooperate with the healing. What are you feeling now?" he asked softly.

- Umm, it feels a little nice. Your fingers are so soft… - Hitomi answered shyly, feeling a little strange. For many years, she had been the one asking questions and giving orders, but now, finding herself in the role of an obedient patient, her body was sending strange impulses of pleasure from just the situation.

Through empathy, Kenshin had a hard time picking up on Hitomi's emotions, and after analyzing the bits of information, he came to the unfathomable conclusion that there was a submissive side hidden in the dormant nature of her sexuality. He didn't yet know how developed that side was, but he was eager to find out.

As soon as she answered what she felt, Kenshin moved his hand lower and stroked her tender neck. "And now?"

"The same. It's nice, but not beyond expectations." She smiled, feeling a little strange from Kenshin caressing her throat.

"And now?" He asked with a smile, and did what he had been dreaming about for over a week, without warning, grabbing her left breast with his right hand. It was so huge that it didn't fit in his palm, and Kenshin could only hold it slightly.

"Uuunnngh!" Hitomi moaned, biting her lip. Sparks danced in her eyes, and for a second she lost the ability to think. This feeling was incomprehensible. Before, patients with no decency tried to grab her breasts, to which she silently broke several of their ribs and left them for several hours, forbidding other medic-nin to help them. In those moments, she felt absolutely nothing but anger. But now, her body resonated in an incomprehensible way with Kenshin's touch, and Hitomi reflexively brought her wide thighs together.

- Oh my God, oooof, stop... - She whispered, out of breath. Kenshin smiled and removed his hand from her chest, and looking into her white eyes, began to wait for an answer.

- This is simply unbelievable... This shouldn't be happening. I've been tested many times by the best medic-nin of the Hyuga clan. I simply shouldn't have these feelings. But with you... Why?.. - Hitomi whispered, bringing her breathing back to normal.

- Maybe it's true what they say, that there are people made for each other? - He said, and kissed her again, this time putting his right arm around her incredible back, and slowly got his tongue involved.