<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/burd_zpss5n6r6f4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Torikai</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683863#msg11683863)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Hideko Tower, Riku's place.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty/Riku<br/><hr/>Torikai smiled to herself as Riku carried her belongings up for her. She knew that she could do so herself, or at leas take one on her own, but even if she couldn't indulge herself fully in turning Riku into her pet, she was still, well ... selfish and self-absorbed. The more she could get Riku to do for her, the better, as far as she felt. After all, who wouldn't want to pamper and wait on her?<br/><br/>In reality, lots of people didn't. In Torikai's head, though, everything was about her, or at least<em> should</em>be.<br/>Riku was going to have his work cut out for him dealing with his demanding new guest.<br/><br/>She also didn't want to get off of the couch for another, better reason, at least until Riku was upstairs where he wouldn't see the damp spot that she could feel between her legs when she took off for the second floor.<br/>"Thank you, Riku-kun!" She called up when she heard that he was finished. Positive reinforcement was important when training a new pet, after all, although most of her attention was directed at listening for the click of his door, to make sure that he was out of the way.<br/><br/>And then she launched herself into the air and rushed to her room. Through the wall she could hear Riku's gasps and moans, and the knowledge that he was finding his release with thoughts of her simply drove her lust further on.<br/>Once the door to her room was shut she was pulling at her dress until she twisted out of it and threw it to the ground. Her cases were all but attacked and books were dumped out across the floor as she sought her little box of toys. It was, after all, hardly as if she had fingers, even if she could handle a lot more with her feathers and wings than one would expect.<br/><br/>One wing snatched up the first toy she could get hold of, while the other busied itself between her legs, her soft feathers good, at least, for parting the soft, downy fuzz between her legs and the swollen lips beneath them.<br/>Normally very vocal such situations, Torikai forced herself to bite back the usual moans, gasps and little trills of pleasure that would normally be spilling from her and, as she drove herself onto her toy phallus with none of her usual teasing, she tore the pillows off of her bed and buried her face in them.<br/><br/>Seeking release instead of pleasure, she was far from gentle with her thrusting and some of her louder moans and cries probably escaped out from her attempts to muffle them.<br/><br/>"This ... this is where you belong an' you know it." She slurred hazily into her pillows as she ground herself down on the dildo, her mind picturing Riku's face between her thighs. "This all you waaan.."<br/>Even buried under her pillows Riku probably heard the cry as Torikai's body stiffened and contracted around her inanimate plaything.<br/>After a few blissful moments, she flopped forwards, gulping up the thick air with increasing giddiness and let the dildo slide wetly out of her.<br/>"Too long," she murmured giddily to herself, then giggled musically. "Haven't done that for<em>far</em>too long."<br/><br/>And then she saw the state of her room, sighed, and reached for the wipes to clean off her toy before attempting to return the room to some semblance of order.