Hitomi resumed treating Kenshin, instantly regaining focus. He decided not to disturb her at such a crucial moment and kept his hands to himself, though he badly wanted to caress her.
After forty minutes, Hitomi grew tired again and smiled tenderly at Kenshin, who was wiping sweat from her forehead. At his urging, she finally removed her forehead protector, and now Kenshin clearly saw the ugly slave sealing mark. Outwardly it resembled a brand scar, but he immediately recognized it as an extremely malevolent fuinjutsu.
During the session, he'd superficially studied the seal and understood its main functions. Primarily, at the bearer's strong will or death, the seal sent a powerful attacking pulse somewhere into the head. Kenshin guessed it was a Byakugan destruction mechanism to prevent it falling into enemy hands. To his joyful surprise, there was no tracking mark on the seal.
While Hitomi went for more tea, Kenshin pondered his next actions. His original plan was to invite himself to her home and gain visiting rights. But everything turned out much better than expected, so the plan needed revision.
"Maybe I can finish it all today..." Kenshin thought with a smile, seeing it was already 22:10 and curfew had begun.
"Ah, we're late!" Hitomi exclaimed from the kitchen and returned to the living room ten seconds later with a tray.
"Kenshin, we're late! Curfew's on, and the inn is closed..." Hitomi murmured, pondering what to do next.
"No big deal, I can sit on a bench till morning. I'm used to it." Kenshin said with a smile.
"What nonsense?! I'm not letting you on any bench—you're sick, and patrols would spot you easily. You'll stay till morning, and that's final!" Hitomi declared authoritatively, unwilling to let the Chakra-less youth go.
"Fine-fine, Hitomi-san, don't get mad. You're much prettier when you smile." He said and kissed her tender hand.
"You such a flatterer, Nakayama Kenshin. Your sweet words will conquer many young beauties' hearts." Hitomi said, forcing a smile. It saddened her realizing they could never be together, even in theory.
"All I'm interested in right now is the beauty sitting in front of me." He whispered, then leaned to her sweet lips and kissed her without the slightest resistance.
"Mpfh!" After half a minute, Hitomi moaned and broke the kiss, breathing heavily. Her whole body burned wildly, especially hot between her legs.
"Uuuuf, lord, it's so hot... Your effect on my body is simply incredible!" She declared, deciding to approach it professionally to abstract from the insane embarrassment, then flitted to the bathroom, unconsciously swaying her big ass.
In the bathroom, Hitomi washed her face, then slipped her hand into her panties, surprised to find them incredibly wet.
"So I have sexual arousal?! But that's impossible... My brain really refuses to think straight. Have my hormones awakened? My body boils from his touches, and his kiss..." Hitomi tried to objectively assess her state, but replaying those feelings in her head made her brain refuse logic again, her body begging to return to that magnificent guy.
"So, shall we start your 'treatment'?" Kenshin asked with a smile when she returned to her armchair.
Hitomi blushed immediately and wanted to refuse the strange idea, but her caress-starved body decided for her. "Ahem, and where do you want to start?" She asked, looking into his eyes.
"First, check tactile sensations. Stand up." He practically commanded, without saying "please." Hitomi shuddered slightly and wondered why such a half-order sent another impulse to her lower abdomen.
She stood as if nothing happened, and Kenshin calmly stepped toward her, then stroked her tender chin. "You must cooperate with the treatment. What do you feel now?" He asked softly.
"Um, it's a bit pleasant. Your fingers are so soft..." Hitomi answered embarrassed, feeling a bit strange. For many years she'd been the one asking questions and commanding, but now, as an obedient patient, her body sent strange pleasure impulses from the situation alone.
Through empathy, Kenshin barely caught Hitomi's emotions and, analyzing the fragments, reached an incomprehensible conclusion: her dormant sexuality hid a submissive side. He didn't yet know how strong, but he eagerly wanted to find out.
As soon as she said what she felt, Kenshin lowered his hand and stroked her tender neck. "And now?"
"The same. Pleasant, but within expectations." She smiled, feeling odd as Kenshin caressed her throat.
"And now?" He asked with a smile and did what he'd dreamed of for over a week: without warning, he grabbed her left breast with his right hand. It was so huge it didn't fit in his palm, so he just held it a bit.
"Uuuunngh!" Hitomi moaned, biting her lip. Sparks danced in her eyes, and for a second she lost the ability to think. The feeling was incomprehensible. Patients without manners had grabbed her breasts before, and she'd silently broken their ribs, leaving them for hours without other iryonin help. Back then she felt nothing but anger. But now her body resonated inexplicably with Kenshin's touches, and Hitomi reflexively pressed her wide thighs together.
"Lord, uuuuuf, stop..." She whispered breathlessly. Kenshin smiled and removed his hand from her breast, looking into her white eyes, waiting for an answer.
"It's simply incredible... This shouldn't be possible. I've been checked by the best Hyuga clan iryonin countless times. I simply shouldn't feel these things. But with you... Why...?" Hitomi whispered, steadying her breath.
"Maybe it's true what they say, that some people are made for each other?" He said and kissed her again, this time wrapping his right arm around her incredible back and slowly involving his tongue.