Warm Boot (closed)

Tofa leaned back against a giant teddy bear that dominated a corner of Chae's bed and admired his handiwork.

Chae squatted over him and pearly-grey clots of cum spurted from her pussy onto his stomach. Her lips were wrinkled and folded, no longer the smooth pink hills on either side of her slick hole, they were now splayed open and oozing semen from and ever-twitching pink gullet.

"You...are...beautiful," Tofa gasped.
 
Chae soon smiled before she rested against his chest. "Stay."she said. Curling into his chest as she let her body calm down. After a bit she pulled a blanket over them. "Stay...."she said. Her eyes grew heavy as she used Tofa like a pillow. Chae was soon sound asleep.
 
Tofa watched Chae until she was deep asleep and snoring against his chest.

Despite what she said, he immediately thought of leaving. It would have been safer for the both of them. But instead, he stared at the ceiling and listened to her breathing until he too was asleep and the Kenyan sun beamed down on them, warming the room.
 
Chae was fast asleep on a Tofa. Stsying like that thr entire time until she woke up hours later. Rubbing ber eyes as she was confused the remembered everything. Blushing as she crawled off the bed and headed for the shower. Starting it up before hppping in.
 
Tofa awoke to the sound of Chae in the shower. He could almost see her naked body from the sound of the water hitting the walls of the shower. He closed his eyes, imagining himself in there with her before becoming fully awake and joining her.
 
Chae began to relax under the hot water. She sighed as she needed to make a plan to leave. It be a matter of time before her father found her. Her head turned to the curtain as it was pulled back. Eyeing Tofa up ss he soon joined her. Smiling before pulling him close to her. Another tattoo now visible on her left side...cherry blossoms woth a koi fish.
 
Tofa looked down at Chae, really taking her in. She was slight, but with an athletes body. There was muscle coiled within her tiny frame and, even slumped against his chest and half-asleep, it felt ready.

Water cascaded off his chest and onto the crown of her head, rolling down the sides of her head in sheets. He thought briefly that she looked like the girl from the ring, with the spray from the shower plastering her hair to the sides of her face.

He thought of her emerging from an old-fshioned static-filled TV to suck his dick and chuckled. She giggled as she bounced back and forth off his slick, ebony chest with each laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

"How this is just like a movie."

"Yeah," she said, hugging him. He hugged her back.

Somewhere between admiring her and examining her (the body was phenominal), Tofa noticed her tattoos. At first, they didn't really stand out from the ink most college girls wore, with perhaps the exception of being higher quality. Then, Tofa took note of the degree of quality.

The simple fish and cherry blossoms stood out the more Tofa noticed how it was designed not to. The water was not shaded blue, but somehow appeared clear and shimmering against Chae's honeyed skin. The scales of the fish gleamed pearly like actual fish scales, and the subtle color didn't look like the colors you'd see on a tattoo, but on an actual fish.

The fish had one feature you didn't see on the actual fish however. Two actually, if you included the implied intelligence in it's eyes (Tofa found himself swaying to see if the eyes would follow him like a portrait, they did), but far more disturbing was the artists' choice to leave the fishes lips parted ever so slightly, revealing only a few of what were implied to be rows of dagger-sharp teeth.
 
Chae clung to Tofa but soon giggled. She really like this as the water was warm. After a bit she turned the water off and got out. Wrapping her body up before handing Tofa a towel. Drying herself off and her hair before slipping her hoodie on and some panties.

She stripped her bed and put fresh sheets on. Sitting as she waited for Tofa then patted the spot next to her. Wanting to cuddle back up to him. Something about him just helped her relsc and just forget that she was running.
 
Stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist, Tofa sat next to Chae on her bed.

She leaned against his chest and ran her nails along his body, tracing lines along the hard folds and creases in his muscles. Her breath warmed the valley between his pecs and rose to his nostrils as a sweet mix of flowers and milk.

Outside the campus clock-tower rang ten times.

His gaze shifting from his towel to the clothes piled in the corner for several minutes, Tofa finally took a deep breath and pushed himself up on his elbows.

"So, what were your plans for today?"
 
Chae cuddled closer before nuzzling his neck. "I have class later."she said. She felt content right there and didn't want to move. "What about you?"she asked. Looking up as she was curious as to what he had planned. Chae wouldn't be against grabbing a bit to eat with Tofa.
 
"I have a meeting with a client," Tofa finally said. "He's the owner of that briefcase over there. He'll be picking it up after giving a lecture this afternoon."

Tofa looked at his suit, now clearly ruined in the harsh light of day, and realized he missed a step.

"I should also get a change of clothing myself," he chuckled.
 
Chae was curious....what college student meets with a client? She shifted before she sat up and looked over at his clothes. "Yeah I guess so."shs said. She had to still play it cool as she was being "hunt". Maybe they would get together again and maybe they wouldn't.
 
Tofa noticed the concerned look in Chaes eyes and squeezed her shoulder.

"I'll tell you what, we can head over to my place so I can change clothes. My suit is...well, it's seen better days. Then if you don't mind heading over to the lecture hall so I can drop that off," he said, indicating the briefcase. "Maybe we can head into the city for a bite to eat?"
 
Chae soon smiled before she nodded her head. "Let me change quick then we can head out."she said. Disappearing into her bathroom with a change of clothes. Coming back out in jeans and hoodie. Grabbing her phone and some cash. "We can head out."she said.
 
Tofa bashfully put his suit back on. He chuckled to himself, but wouldn't share why. He didn't want to refer to walking out of Chae's room with her as a "walk of shame", but his clothes said it for him.

Still, he had something of an image to maintain, so he smoothed his lapels down as if they weren't torn and spattered with mud before walking Chae out into the lobby. As she locked the door to her apartment, Tofa engaged the magnetic lock on his pistol. The electric snap of the holster layered perfectly over the sound of a steel bolt sliding into place.

Taking her arm in his as they stepped out into the sunshine, Tofa and Chae headed in the direction of the lecture hall as he was dangerously close to being late.

"I'd take you back to my place, but my appointment is in twenty minutes. I can change in my office at the lecture hall."

Tofa realized he'd shown too many of his cards, but he wasn't about to let either his newfound lover, or his big payday, out of his sight. Besides, even if she was a genuinely sweet and interesting person in addition to being a hottie, Chae was still a rich brat born with a silver spoon in her mouth. He doubted an office in a university lecture hall would be enough to get a reaction out of her.
 
Chae soon smiled after locking her apartment. Staying close to Tofa as they walked, office? He really wasn't just some plain old college student. Yet it kept her super curious about him. After all she wanted to know more about him. "That's fine with me. "She said. Soon taking his hand as they walked, she didn't want him to be late. Sensing that this matter was very important to him.
 
Tofa's office was on an unused floor of the lecture hall. There were actually several empty offices in the building since it was no longer being used for classrooms. The lecture hall was beautiful, and looked great on streams with its hand-carved proscenium and podium, but the building itself was just as old, and would have cost a fortune to bring up to the standards of the rest of the classrooms on campus.

As a result, for a bit of information on a rival professor, the newly appointed department head gave Tofa an office on the seventh floor that he could use, in any way he wished. After nudging a few numbers to make his last few quarterly reviews good enough for a promotion, the new building engineer gave Tofa another office that the head of the economics department didn't know about. Tofa led Chae to that office.

Unlike the office downstairs, where his client would be arriving to hot tea served by a drama major with a body like a pinup girl (test scores), this office didn't look like a university office. It was dominated by a large, wide open space and ringed with various sticks, clubs, blades, and spears. Hand-carved african masks hung between wall panels covered with weapons both ancient and modern.

If not for the heavy bag and punching dummies in front of the window to the east, Chae would have had no idea what this room was used for.
 
Tofa was walking past the heavy bag and twisting a playful little hook into it when he realized his mistake. The bag shuddered under the force of his blow and he took a calming breath before turning to Chae.

"Yeah, I guess this doesn't look like much of an office," he finally said, catching the heavy bag on the back swing and holding it still before continuing. "I'm actually a double-major. The second is anthropology but it's more than that. I just...don't want my culture to die." He walked over to one of the masks and touched it, reverently, like the photo of a beloved family member.

"Since the space elevator was built, all of Africa has rushed to 'catch up' to the rest of the world. Building one of the greatest human achievements ever isn't enough. We have begun...pretending this is who we always were.

"We now view our history the way they view our history. We recoil in horror that this is who we once were and we deny endlessly that this is who we still are" he said, lifting the mask from it's mount on the wall and staring into its hollow eyes.

"So, I do my part to remember," he said, gesturing to the room. "I didn't really expect to make a career of it, but I couldn't pass up this opportunity to learn more about myself. While I was searching, I came across the old fighting styles of the Zulu and Masai. These people were legends to me. I was raised on their stories like Americans and their cowboys."

Placing the mask on the wall, Tofa then gestured to the many, many weapons that lined the walls.

"Most of these are replicas. I've kept, maybe three, museum pieces for my own collection. Anything on the wall, even if it's authentic, is strong enough to be used. I like being surrounded by my culture when I come up here to meditate, or punch out the stress from the day.

"Africa was already modern when I was born. This was all disappearing before I got here. I know how it makes some people feel but, it's important not to lose it," Tofa said giving the heavy bag a slight push, setting it into another swing.

"Anyway, I felt it was necessary to explain a room full of weapons to a pretty girl I just met because...of course its' necessary to explain a room full of weapons. Also, since I workout here, this is where I keep my change of clothes."

Tofa disappeared into a back room hidden around a corner, taking the briefcase with him.

"If you wanna kick the bag around, go crazy. I'll just be a moment."
 
Chae soon began to study the room but snapped put of it once Tofa spoke. She found this room.to be very interesting but reminded her of her home back home. Her father had many family items and a private collection. Nodding her head before she watched Tofa disappear. Walking over to the wall of weapons as she eyed it up.

Remembering when her father started her training at the age of 13. Starting with wooden sticks then working to katanas. Carefully picking up a sqord as she began to remember just howbhard her father was hard on her. The youngest and the only girl out of five. Staring at the blade before she began to move her arm...moving gracefully. Soon moving faster as she soon began to move with the blade.

Being mindful of her surroundings as she remembered her training. It be quite the show for Tofa as he thought she was just an innocent college student.
 
Tofa heard Chae grunting and the sound of one of the swords hitting the heavy bag.

The swords weren't sharp, though they were metal. The bags were wrapped with layer upon layer of duct tape from having been repeatedly torn open by slashes and punches. Once Tofa had changed into a university t-shirt and jeans, he came out to see Chae standing in a perfect swordfighters stance, eyeing the bag as if it might lash out at her at any moment.

"Ko gasumi," Tofa said. "You've been trained...well."
 
Chae soon paused and looked at Tofa, nodding her head. Placing the sword back in it's rightful place. "I was."she said. Turning as she studied the wall even more. "Started at the age of thirteen.....youngest of five...only girl."she said. Walking aa she came to the masks, "My brother's pitted me....our father wasn't the nicest when he taught."she said.
 
Tofa admired Chae's stance as she moved with the weapon. She was respectful and exercised equal control when hanging it it's hook as she did when she was striking the bag with it. Whatever his methods, her father's lessons found their mark.

The sadness with which Chae spoke of her father however, make Tofa hesitate to praise his teaching. Instead, he noted her grip.

"Your form is excellent," Tofa said. "However, your grip gives away that you've never struck a person with a sword." Tofa replaced the weapon and corrected her grip, spacing her hands further apart and giving her greater control. Her stance immediately corrected to accommodate the new positioning.

"I'm going to drop off this case," Tofa said before leaving. "If there's anything in here you like, feel free to take it. Can't have you getting rusty on me"
 
Chae listened carefully as he corrected her stance. Nodding before returning the sword, "I'm not going with?" Fixing her hoodie before she walked over to him. Wrapping her arms around his waist as she looked up at him. Curious as he brought herself to his office? Confused as to why she couldn't go with him.
 
"You can, looked like you were comfortable in here. The downstairs office is a little...stuffy."

Tofa turned off the light and gestured for Chae to follow him into the hall.

The second office was going to be hard to explain, but he'd been doing pretty well so far. Thankfully, his clients paid in wire transfer. If he were going to pick up his fee in cash, he'd be bringing an equally heavy briefcase back up here.

"Let's go meet professor Imagawa."
 
Chae soon smiled and followed Tofa. Nodding her head as she stayed quiet as they walked. "Professor who?"she said. The name wasn't familiar to her at all. Honestly that office was bringing back painful memories. Her father "cared" so much he took someone precious from her. He had hired a special trainer just for her....they ended up having a secret relationship. He was killed by her family infront of her. That guy supposedly was hired to kill her but Chae couldn't believe it.

He "loved" her but what she didn't know was infact he planned on killing her. Fleeing after as she was tired of those getting close just suddenly disappearing or being killed.
 
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