Iroha could feel Godo's eyes on her - And the sensation was a little greasy, a little thrilling - A relief, after the murky gloom of the assassination plot, and Lord Mamoru's attitude.<br/><br/>"As you command," she'd answered, with a bow; Withdrawing, at last, satisfied that it'd been attended to. Just a small thing, but it put her mind at ease - Enough to put a spring to her step, as she ventured down the corridors. "This way, Godo," she said - Her voice a low, sultry lilt, one hand resting on her curvy hip...Letting her gaze slide up and over his form, her full lips curving in a little smile~!<br/><br/>She couldn't help it - She liked men big and lecherous and dumb, most likely due to the copious intrigues she'd been embroiled in; To see someone so refreshingly free of ulterior motives, so...*open*...about his intentions - Well, that was delightful. Besides...She was about to depart on a long and dangerous journey, and soon. Flirting with someone like Godo was just what she needed~!<br/><br/>As she sauntered off, leading the way ~ Her hips rolling with supple grace, her lissome legs crossing with a *scrape* of silken skin-on-skin - Iroha clasped her hands behind her back, just above her perfect ass; Her pace slow, almost languid, giving Godo a nice eyeful of her luscious curves...When she glanced back over one slim shoulder, she favoured him with a fetching smile - She knew he was looking, and she didn't mind!<br/><br/>"-If you're not<em>too</em>busy, Godo~" the busty kunoichi mused aloud, in a teasing lilt ~ "Perhaps you could do me a<em>personal</em>favour." She arched her lissome back, drawing herself up to her full height as her glossy ponytail swayed in time to each slow step. "I'm feeling *all* stiff - I *could* use a massage..."<br/><br/>You didn't *ask* servants anything - Especially not someone like Godo - you commanded them. But from the mischievous glint to Iroha's eyes...The lilt of her voice, as her white-and-black costume drew taut over that curvy form...she had rather more in mind~!