Kairu, Demon Hunter

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Kairu, Demon Hunter (closed)

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"I can't believe it's finally here! My first day!" Kairu beamed with pride as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was starting her first official assignment after graduating from the academy, granted it was the Faju squad, but that had done little to dampen her spirits, especially now that she was standing in front of the full length mirror admiring the adorably cute outfit that she'd put together. Everyone has to start somewhere, her mother had always said, and, like most new academy graduates, Kairu was going to be starting out hunting down the lowest of the low, demons that preyed on one of humanity's greatest weaknesses, desire, specifically, sexual desire.

"A demon's a demon, I guess," she said with a smile as she turned her head slightly, then reached up and adjusted the tilt of her overly large, slightly rumpled hat (complete with smiley face button). Satisfied with the placement of her chapeau, the exuberant teenager reached down and slid her twin katana from the sheaths at her waist. The sunlight streaming through the window glinted off the blades and if it was possible, Kairu's smile grew even broader.

"This is going to be the perfect day!" she declared as she sheathed the slender swords and made a final adjustment to her sweater and blouse, before turning away from the mirror and starting toward the door. Of course, the day had started out far from perfect. In fact, just fifteen minutes ago, Kairu had been running through the house, completely naked, frantically searching for a clean pair of panties. It was the worst possible thing that could have happened on her first day. Somehow she'd forgotten to wash any panties the night before and there was no time to go to the store before she had to report to work, which meant she'd had to choose between wearing dirty panties to work on her first day or wearing no panties at all. In the end, no panties won out.

It was a small thing though, and while she was slightly worried about the combination of her short (extremely cute) pleated skirt, and the lack of underwear, in the end, her excitement about starting her new assignment was like an unstoppable force. Having a job where you got to where twin katanas and an undeniably flattering hat kind of cancelled out any anxiety she might have otherwise had.

After stepping into the coat closet that had been installed in her house upon her graduation, Kairu emerged just seconds later, into the lobby of the Faju precinct building. She was a few minutes early, but already the small, cramped building seemed to be a buzz of activity. After taking a moment to get her bearings, the teenager marched purposefully toward her commanding officer's, well, office. She knocked firmly on the door and a moment later she heard a loud voice commanding her to enter.

"Demon Hunter, 1st grade, Kairu Ishigawa reporting for duty, sir," the young woman announced as she entered the office and stepped up to stand in front of the large, metal desk that dominated the room. She lifted her right hand up to her forehead to offer a salute, but in the process, accidentally knocked her hat off its perch and onto the floor behind her. Embarrassed, Kairu quickly turned around and bent over to retrieve her hat, unfortunately, as she bent over she realized that her skirt had risen in the back, baring her cheeks to her commanding officer. Kairu jerked her body straight, her hat clutched in one hand as her other hand shot to the back of her skirt.

"Sorry, sir," she said as she turned back around, her face flushed and flustered. Determined not to let the slight miscue derail her first meeting with the man she would be reporting to, the teenager slipped her hat back onto her head and then extended her hand out in greeting.

"Follow me, Hunter," the commander said as he stood and shook her hand briefly, his facial expression a mixture of bemusement and annoyance. "I'll introduce you to your new partner and show you your desk."

Thrilled at the prospect of meeting her partner, the person who would be guiding her in her new career, Kairu bounced behind her commanding officer, practically on his heels as he led her back out into the squad room and to a pair of desks that were pushed against the wall, below a large window.

"Ishigawa, this is your partner."

 

[Obuzeti]

The person that would be her partner was slumped back in his desk, book laid lazily over his face as he laid motionless in the warm patch of sunlight from the window, long limbs sprawled comfortably. The worn, frayed cut of his black dress coat and gloves gave a vagrant's appearance, but the badge on his lapel indicated a Journeyman - someone two years into service, and thus her senpai. The other indicator of competence was the glaive tucked against his side, in what had to be an awkward cradle; the haft gleamed an eager ebon and the blade glinted with fell light, not quite reflecting the classroom, distorting the image within in curved, mangled mockery.

Commander Nimdof Petrovsky coughed into his hand. The other man failed to react whatsoever. The commandant released an inaudible sigh and clapped sharply, which finally sufficed to awake the sleeper. He jerked and the book fell off his covered face only to be caught in one hand and shut, then slid into an interior pocket of his coat.

The revealed face was all sharp angles and shadows, with deep-set eyes that glimmered a mild green. He scrubbed a hand through cropped black hair, glanced at first the commandant, then the youngster beside him, and summarized the situation thus:

"Oh no."

"Oh, yes," Commander Petrovsky said, with some relish. "Journeyman Carridan Lewith, effective immediately, through my authority as Faju Commandant, I'm assigning you your first Aspirant. This is Keiru Ishigawa, and she'll be your partner. Orient her and get her to the armory for her gear, won't you?"

"Yes, mon capitan," Carridan droned, though the crook at the corner of his mouth denoted some level of reluctant amusement. "Your wisdom is boundless and ineffable."

"Your criticism is noted," Petrovsky replied, with a barely visible lift of an eyebrow, before he turns to leave. "Carry on, Journeyman."

The other man nodded and lifted himself up out of the desk, the glaive propping naturally against one shoulder as he extended a hand to Kairu. "Like he said. Carridan Lewith. I'll show you the ropes."

He spoke in little bites and chunks of phrases, pithy, laconic. Despite that, his eyes stay steady with hers, and his grip is firm, fingers and palm callused from spearwork.

 

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Her hands clasped together against the center of her chest, Kairu was practically bubbling with enthusiasm as she was introduced to her partner and senpai. She could actually feel her heart racing in her chest and her small breasts trembling slightly, as she silently fought to keep her face from breaking out into an unabashed grin.

Journeyman Carridan Lewith was exactly as she expected, exactly what she'd imagined he would be, tall, dashing, well armed and somewhat mysterious. With the exception of her weaponry, he was everything she wasn't. Of course, when the young witch had imagined meeting her partner she hadn't imagined him being asleep, but she quickly surmised that Lewith must have pulled an all nighter and was simply getting a few well deserved minutes of sleep before returning to the grind. That must have been it, she decided.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir," Kairu said, her voice sure as she saluted her new partner before extending her hand to shake his much larger hand. "I'm extremely honored to be working with you, sir, and I can assure you that I will do my best to learn while underneath you...working underneath you."

 

[Obuzeti]

Carridan just looks at Kairu for a long moment.

"Yeah, you're going to be fun," he decides as he shakes her hand with his own larger one, and then beckons her with a loose wave as he turns and strides off down a nearby corridor. His pace is easy, but the length of his stride is much greater than his partner's, standing a full head and shoulders above her as he does. The base of his weapon's haft clicks against the marble tile with each step. "Armory's this way. You've got weapons, good start. Now we focus on not dying."

The taller man turns a sharp right, knocks a door open (labeled Supply Depot C to the eagle-eyed) with a negligent knock of his knuckles, and walks right into a gleaming array of arms and armor, stretching for two dozen paces in either direction. A collected supply of all things Hunter, there's armor, little sharp throwing blades, cartography supplies, web rigging, camoflauge sheets, sex toys, signal mirrors, chemical flares, and anything else that might be needed in the field.

"Let's get you fitted," Carridan says, tapping a finger on a petite plackart idly. "You're an agility type, right? Jump around, stabby-stab things? Tries not to get hit much?"

 

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Kairu had to practically jog in order to keep pace with the much taller Carridan as she followed him down the corridor, her twin swords rattling as she struggled to keep them under control, while simultaneously trying to keep her skirt from flying up and giving her new coworkers an impromptu show. By the time they actually reached the armory, the slender girl was breathing heavily and feeling more than a little out of sorts.

Dozens of questions were patiently waiting in line in the junior officers mind as they entered the armory, but at the sight of the room filled with weapons and other accessories, Kairu quickly forgot all of them, her eyes going wide as she stood in the center of the room and turned slowly in a circle. She'd seen most of the weapons and other items before, mainly during academy training, but never all together in one room. Never where she could just reach out and grab whatever she wanted...

"You're an agility type, right? Jump around, stabby-stab things? Tries not to get hit much?" she heard Carridan ask.

"Uh, yes, sir. I was trained in all primary weapon groups during my time at the academy, but my instructors felt my best option would be to use light weight weapons that had range," the little witch explained as she adjusted her pointed hat. "They attempted to train me in the use of thrown weapons and bows, but I' afraid I never quite mastered either."

Kairu felt her cheeks redden and warm as she remembered the multiple times Instructor Liu had been forced to discipline her when she had failed to adequately master throwing stars and daggers. She could still remember the feel of his very large hands on her bare buttocks as he had insisted that spanking was the traditional disciplinary method used at the academy, despite the fact that none of her other instructors had utilized it.

 

[Obuzeti]

"Bodysuit it is," Carridan says with a sigh, taps a code into a nearby, featureless panel, and watches it flip over to reveal a strange black square of some alien substance. He proffers it to his partner with a flat expression. "Mark Six Sealed Suit, light as Kleenex, tough enough to catch small arms fire and most blades. It's incredibly responsive as well, but it has - quirks."

"One, you can't wear anything under it. Two, it calibrates to your nervous system the first time anyone wears it. You'll be really sensitive for several hours while it sets up. Try it on and see if it's to your liking."

Sensitive, granted, is a bit of an understatement. At least half the female hunters he works with had admitted to factory resetting their 'suits to let them recalibrate while masturbating, taking fervent advantage of the sensitivity spike. He doesn't know what all they got up to - he had made a point of not asking - but he does know that the Supply Department washes the suits out with chemical detergent when they get returned.

So there's that, he guesses. The fact that her cheeks are already red do not lend him much hope that his new student is not going to remain pure and virginal-minded much longer.

Well, so long as she doesn't pick a fight with a lust demon she'll be fine.

 

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Kairu reached out and accepted the small undefined mass of oily black, passing it from one hand to her other, marveling at how light it was, and wondering just what it was made from. Even as she stretched it out in front of her, the little witch tried to remember if any of her instructors at the academy had ever mentioned bodysuits, but she couldn't remember anything. Must be new, she decided as she glanced back over at her new partner, noticing that he seemed to be waiting for something.

Oh, he wants me to try it on now? Wait, did he say I couldn't wear anything under it? So he wants me to undress completely?

Instantly, Kairu felt her cheeks and her ear lobes begin to burn with embarrassment at the thought of undressing in front of her partner. She knew that was silly, she'd had to be naked in front of fellow students and instructors on multiple occasions during her academy training, she recalled. Just suck it up and try on the suit, silly.

The slender blonde laid the strange black substance down on a shelf in front of her and then began to disrobe, removing her hat first, then her sword belts. She slipped out of her shirt and bra easily enough, but hesitated for just a moment before dropping her skirt, realizing that if he was looking, Carridan would see that she hadn't been wearing panties at all.

He'll probably think the worst, she thought as she slipped out of the skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Kairu started to reach for the black body suit when she realized that she was still wearing her boots. Placing a hand on the shelf for balance, the teen fumbled to remove her boots, the turning her back to her partner, began to don the new suit.

As Kairu zipped up the suit she could feel it stretching and shaping to fit her body, actually growing smaller until it was practically a second skin, contoured to her every angle and curve. She couldn't help but notice that it was so tight that her nipples were clearly defined, every bump and curve...she also noticed that her nipples had swelled and stiffened almost immediately. As she lifted her head she couldn't help but notice that her breasts were beginning to heave slightly and her entire body began to warm.

"Okay, good to go," she said to Carridan, unsure if he expected her to actually test the suit in some way.

 

[Obuzeti]

Carridan blinks as Kairu begins to promptly change into the suit, glancing over at the changing room set (somewhat unobstrusively, he must admit) into the near wall, and then shrugs and watches the show without judging. It's not a bad thing at all - the young huntress is lithe and perky, with small, perky breasts and a firm rear that the suit outlines perfectly. Perks of the job: attractive coworkers.

He nods in assent to her response and unlimbers his coat, swinging it onto a nearby rack as he snags a practice pole, leaving his own evil-looking weapon left in a corner. Beneath his unassuming top is a similar kind of black material to hers, and it's just as concealing - it clings to a firmly-defined chest, a flat stomach, and over the sharp swell of his hips, though the Journeyman wears a more conventional sort of pants that are clearly reinforced with iron plates. His weapon buzzes the air once in a tight circle as he turns back to face Kairu and gestures to her. "Grab a practice lathe and let's get some testing done. Light sparring, nothing too out there. You spit a fireball at my face and I'll spank you for it. We're just getting some familiarity in."

With a weapon in hand Carridan looks more awake and aware, a light grin crooking his lips and a finger crooking at Kairu. There's an unhealthy glint in his eye, but his wry smile is friendly, nonetheless.

Admittedly, it would probably be kinder to let her adjust to her suit on her own, but he can already tell it's going to be terrific fun teasing the newbie, and this is traditional as anything the Academy does. His mentor had certainly done it to him, though he hadn't complained afterwards.

 

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Dressed in the thin, skin tight body suit, Kairu responded to Carridan's instructions, moving purposefully toward the nearest weapon rack. By the time she'd taken her third step, she recognized that something was...wrong...or at the very least...unusual. The body suit was incredibly comfortable, and allowed the slender witch to move with complete freedom, but as she moved it almost seemed to caress her body, as if it were trying to awaken every inch of her at the same time. It was disconcerting, but at the same time, completely exhilarating.

By the time Kairu reached the weapons she was actually panting slightly, her heart beating rapidly and she was having trouble focusing on anything other than how warm she felt, and how strange her body felt. Gripping the practice weapon, the teen forced herself to take a slow, deep breath.

Just calm down, K. He said the suit would make me sensitive until I got used to it. That's all it is. Just gotta get used to it, Kairu told herself as she did her best to ignore the way the suit seemed to rub against her already swollen nipples, making them stiffen.

"Ready," she announced as she turned to face her new partner. She assumed a defensive posture, deciding it would be better to play defense until she got used to the suit. Unfortunately, as Kairu bent her knees and assumed the crouching position, she discovered that her nipples weren't the only part of her body that was reacting to the suit.

Oh no! She thought as her knees buckled slightly at the pleasure emanated through her body.