<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/41/bf/78/41bf78845e6fcfbf2130bf953e22f131.jpg)</div><strong>Gunba Takeda (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=274532.msg13496842#msg13496842)</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Castle of Gunba clan<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Emiko Oshiri/Denka (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=274532.msg13526898#msg13526898)<br/><hr/><br/>Takeda kiss softly back on Emiko as she had removed mouth piece of his two part mask. His lips softly, with passionate hunger, kissed her. Her fingers and hands trailed on his hard leather attire, under armor under his fine silks and clothes. Her kisses on his neck made his blood starting turn warmer and as she knelt only wearing the white ropes which he had tied her up early morning he starts undo his belt and armor as he replied; "Well, your in proper position learn art of polishing your master's spear...." Takeda would take all night in quenching his and hers fire, besides ravaging her outright he educated her further in regards oral pleasure giving. Both done to him and on her.<br/><br/><em>9 months later....</em><br/><br/>Takeda had departed with freshly recruited Gunba legion to deal with bandits along with his general Yamashita, it had been glorious yet serious sight see Gunba clan in full war attire. Takeda had given her freedom help add finishing touches on war academy he is building along with Chie whom they had met on ocean earlier season. Also she was finishing grand work of art as well. However two days later gates to castle opened along with announcement that clan daimyo is returning....and blood soaked Takeda arrives just with his personal retinue, which made only one fifth his forces as he departed! Even that retinue looked bloodied and as if they had walked through slaughter house! Takeda looked exhausted as he barely could remain in saddle and he more collapsed off from his saddle, only by luck get on his footing as he lands and with heavy steps he moves towards personal quarters at his castle. His eyes had haunted look and his mask had long curved dent from a katana which had sought break through his iron mask. Even with mask on Emiko could just imagine his worn and weary look just from manner he moved and his eyes looked.