Even as the women pulled away Ryou didn’t want to let her escape him so easily. The moved quickly so the pleasure that he given to his tutor wouldn’t cease even as she towered over him… and it was own actions that increased the look of his servile nature. Whenever Hitomi rose up to her knees Ryou slowly sat up and brought his lips to the underside of her pulsing erection. The prince stared up into her eyes as he slowly lapped at the flared head seemingly in time with her heartbeat. Diligently he collected every bit of pre that rolled down onto his tongue as he watched his tutor get undressed. Ryou quickly grew bolder with his actions as teased the tip, exploring every nook and cranny with lips and tongue then moved on to the sides of her shaft.  Placing soft and wet open-mouthed kisses interspersed with long laps of his tongue over every surface, and as he reached the tip again Ryou paused just long enough to wrap his tongue over the head. He wanted Hitomi to be barely on the edge of control… he had noticed the cracks her exterior and knew that there was another side of her which was hidden. The prince wanted to see it, because how could she be potentially be his wife if he couldn’t inspire a certain note of passion in her beyond the motherly love she had always shown him. Oh he was sure she would punish him in her own pleasant way for this, but it would be worth it once she was inside him, claiming him as her own. They may have had to play the part of prince and tutor outside of the bedroom, but on the inside... she was his Queen, and as such he wanted to see that part of her.<br/><br/>Moaning at her declaration of service to him, Ryou let his tongue slip down her cock one last time as the women stood up and left herself out of his reach. The young man returned to his submissive stance and let out a soft sigh of pleasure as those gloved hands began to caress over his skin while his tutor made her journey down his body. Ryou arched his back into her touch into too press himself into the touch of her leather bound digits, even as he could finally feel her hovering behind him. The princess let out a soft hmmm of satisfaction, at the feeling of Hitomi’s hands on his hips. Her strong gloved hands holding him and giving a sense of comfort that only she could provide him, and made the prince wonder what other women truly could give everything that his tutor could. He could think of nothing… and it was why Ryou was so quick to press himself back against Hitomi as her leather coated arms began to caress his chest… and tease the sensitive of is front, coaxing a soft moan from the male as her breast touched his back. “It is just as I grow older Hitomi I have always worried and wondered. Until last night you were slightly distance from me over these past few years. Not the women who would hold me until I was asleep… to experience that again felt good… to experience it like this is so much better.”<br/><br/>As Ryou felt Hitomi’s cock rubbing against him through his clothing, the young man almost reached down to remove it… when instead he felt the others smooth leather fingers descend down his body to take it off for him. Chuckling slightly the prince couldn’t help, but teasing the women by pressing back against the thick shaft that rubbed against his fair skin. Ryou let it rest for a moment rub back and forth between his cheeks before moving forward enough after a bit of teasing that Hitomi would have to take what she wanted. “Still my dear think that if you are going to hide me from the world… you should try to do a bit better than that, but at least you came prepared…” He giggled slightly as he started to slip himself out of his own kimono, bringing it up over his head and then off his arms. The prince laid out his kimono in front of himself like a pillow, but didn’t lay his head on it just yet, as his long black hair splayed itself out over the floor in disarray while Hitomi held onto him tightly. He could feel her breast pressing tighter into his back as the women pulled him closer with her gloved arms… lips fluttering against his sensitive skin. Last night had felt like a dream that was all so surreal… in the light of day though, he could see and feel everything… and he wanted to see something. He wouldn’t have her turn him over yet, or maybe he wouldn’t even ask… he would wait and see. For now he wanted Hitomi to claim him and show him that she wanted him because she did, and not because he had asked her to.<br/><br/>That was when Ryou felt her bulbous cock head pressing itself against his entrance. Any pain that he felt from last night the young man bit back. Used to doing such things, he didn’t want to give Hitomi any reason to stop… and he trusted her enough that she would do everything right. Even as the futa’s large cock slid deeper and deeper into his body Ryou found that was a process in which the pain remained, but dulled over time. So that be time his tutor’s hips where pressing firmly against his own the pain was mostly gone, only to be replaced by the pleasure of having her large member throbbing deep inside him… feeling him up and rubbing against that sensitive spot. Ryou was grateful that Hitomi gave him a chance to get used to what it felt like to have her inside of him again, his still tight body clamping tight around her thick shaft. The prince couldn’t help moaning whenever she pulled him closer forcing herself a bit deeper, and at the same time caressing him with her gloved hands. The women’s strong body pinning him down as she kissed on the back of the neck and her moans slowly mixed with his own as she began to thrust.<br/><br/>One of his arms reached out and stretched itself across the floor, as the futa’s large member started to move in and out of his body. The pleasure the prince received every time he was thrust back into was amazing. Ryou’s hand griped at the floor as he began to moan out a bit louder, and there was a slight risk that someone might actually hear them. What Hitomi wouldn’t be able to see among Ryou’s scattered mass of hair was the fact that he wanted to see how she would react to that. Would she keep him quite… pin his arm down… oh indeed what would she do? At the same time though the young prince was not thinking too much in some aspects… everything was so new to him that he didn’t think about what could happen if he was caught like this. All he was thinking about was Hitomi, and the pleasure she brought him with every single deep thrust.