Gentatsu gave a grin to the woman lying before him.  The dressing gown was something reminiscent of the style of clothing that might be found on the mainland; perhaps something brought in by the barbarians, but there was no doubting of its quality.  Her lascivious nature was quite evident from the face and mannerism and already he could feel the beginnings of physical arousal.  He did not jump in with her immediately, but instead sat by the side of the bed.<br/><br/>“It certain that you are the most desirable of the women here, though I must admit that I am not altogether familiar with the why.  I hope you will not spare any effort tonight Kaera-chan, as the thought of that dreary castle has a tendency to suppress joy and pleasure, and I am hoping to take back pleasant memories when I leave in the morning... perhaps you will assist me in this?”<br/><br/>Untying the knot at his waist, he undid the sash and stripped himself of the brown material.  Though young and hard of body, he yet had old scars, evidence of past battles fought, though by chance they did not detract from his looks.  Almost little evidence of fat was to be seen on him, lithe muscles glided smoothly beneath his skin as he stretched himself insolently like a great wolf.  Between his legs, his own arousal had already stretched to full length and girth, leaving some ladies of the court to speculate as to whether he had foreign blood that accounted for a larger than average size.<br/><br/>He wondered what Kohaku would be doing at present, and if she would consider his request to remain awake just a bit longer than she might otherwise.  Reaching down, slipped one side of Kaera’s gown to reveal her breast, reminding himself again that it was not the time to be thinking of another when one was already before him.  With his fingers he began to tease the stretched skin and nipple of her partially revealed body.