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Izumi couldn’t believe that this was happening. First she was attacked by a man she considered her boyfriend, and now there was a strange man in her apartment who well… he rescued her really but now what? And how had he known she even needed rescue. She wrapped herself carefully in the towel as she stood up. Trying to look somewhat dignified.

She was confused to say the least and she was still trembling from what had happened her heart pounding in her ears. She liked his voice thought, the old world tone it had, the confidence. It wasn’t like any voice she’d ever heard before. She nodded her head softly. “I think so.”

It was just so unusual, she wondered if they had been loud, if maybe he had been near by and heard the scuffle. Did she scream? She couldn’t remember if she had screamed or not. She chewed anxiously at her bottom lip. “Thank you.” She offered softly and shifted, feeling awkward standing here in her towel.

“I don’t mean to seem ungrateful but, how did you know to come?” She asked softly. “Where we that loud?” She glanced down at the floor feeling embarrassed and ashamed that she’d even ended up in that situation.
 
He was not expecting all the questions from you having hoped the strange occurance might have you in a little shock but it seems your mind works fast and your level headed.

"Well honestly miss I had seen him in the hall and it kind of looked like he was itchig for a fight. I listened outside the door incase someone was home that he was planning on hurting."

Hoping you buy all this as it is plausible but unlikely. Knowing a door opening could easily be not heard in the middle of all of it but if you registered how fast I got there it wouldnt make sense. Though maybe after you had time to think about it that would dawn on you not now.

"I should leave you be it seems you where disturbed when he came in from your shower."

Wondering if he could maybe catch up or locate the creep if I am able to talk my way out of this thinking that punching him once would both make me feel better and make it worth it.
 
She was confused how he had gotten there but at the moment she was too grateful for her interference to question it too fully, or even think too deeply about it. She nodded her head. For the moment it made sense to her. A lucky coincidence. She wondered if he had been headed to Tiffany’s place across the hall and for some reason the thought put her teeth on edge a little.

She shifted there holding her towel up carefully. She liked him. She wasn’t sure why but there was something about his face. That sounded silly really when she thought about it but her mother believed that you could tell a lot about a person by the curves and lines of their face, and she liked his. It was probably attraction of course, the hero and damsel complex or something ridiculous like that.

“Yes I was.” Though she wondered how he knew she was in the shower, though of course she was standing there still rather wet and in a towel. Though she could have gotten out before Anthony came in. Regardless she was a little bit suspicious now. But she didn’t say anything about it.

“Thank you again, really. I don’t know what I would have done had you not heard what was going on he was really angry.” She smiled softly at him as she clutched the towel to her naked form.
 
Seeing as she seems to have bought the story he walks a little closer and bows to her in a tradition japanese greeting or good bye.

I hope you have a good night miss.

As he is bowing his hands beside him one seeming to reach out as a shadow stretches from his hand to the keys laying on the counter. The shadow cluching them and pulling them slowly soundlessly to his hand floating in midair for only a brief second before he stands up and cluches them in his hand. slowly walking towards the door holding Anthony's keys in my hand. Hoping you dont change the lock to soon
 
A smile curled the edges of her mouth as he bowed. She held her towel carefully and bent at the wait her head lowering as well as she bowed, her bow a bit lower then his a sign of respect of course given that he had likely saved her from something… so horrible it wasn’t even worth thinking about.

“And you…” She managed softly. She realized that she didn’t even know his name, though she was afraid to ask, she wasn’t sure she wanted to keep him there longer. Not because she didn’t like him but because after that she just needed to be alone.

She didn’t notice the keys. She hadn’t even known that they were there on the table. She followed him toward the door. Once he went out it he shut and locked it carefully. Anthony’s coat was still there in the apartment. She assumed his keys were in that so she wouldn’t worry about changing the locks for now so long as the asshole didn’t come back. She did carefully pull the chain lock over the door just in case. Though given his abilities that was easily worked around.

Once he was gone she headed back toward her room, tears silently sliding down her cheeks as she was able to react not to all that had happened. She dropped the towel and crawled into bed. Sniffling slightly as she curled up in a ball breathing carefully so she didn’t hyperventilate.
 
After pocketing the keys he walked out of the door and down the hall some. Once he was sure that you could not see him by turning a corner as he was unsure if you would peek out the peep hole to watch him walk away. He had heard the lock click as he left and glad he spotted the keys. Though tonight he would not need them again. Seeing a fire escape window in the hall he went out through it. Closing it behind him.

Leaping across the alley and to the next building making my way along the roof tops till I came back to the one I wanted. The one near your place where the window unless you noticed it later was still open. I grinned seeing it closed.

I took a small running jump as I landed along that thin ledge again crawling into the window being extra careful to make no noise sense I am unsure where you are. I must wait to hide myself till Im inside. Hearing your breathing in the bed room along with your crying.


I creeped inside hiding inside of the dark rooms as you went to bed. Sitting at your bedroom door.
 
She didn’t hear him of course as he came back into the apartment. She was too busy crying into her pillow and thinking about all that had just happened. As she hadn’t noticed the open window before she didn’t do anything with it. She simply lay there sniffling and trying to breathe properly. The experience had been somewhat traumatic.

Once the tears had dried she rolled onto her back, naked in the bed as she had discarded the towel by now. As she was alone and she knew Anthony was likely in the hospital getting his wrist mended, she was worried that anyone would come in, and she had locked the door anyway. She starred up at the ceiling.

Ironically she wasn’t thinking now about what had happened… well she was but not about Anthony. It was the other man. She had no idea who he was. She couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been watching her somehow, given that he knew she’d been showering, and he got there so fast she didn’t understand how it was possible. She couldn’t remember hearing the door open, but then again, given all the mayhem she wouldn’t have heard it.

Eventually she rolled onto her side, lying naked in the bed. She reached over and flicked the lights off in her bed room and closed her eyes. She didn’t bother covering up with a blanket. Just laid there, drifting off to sleep.
 
Listening to your soft sounds honestly wishing to go in and comfort you as I probably should have before but I was worried about being discovered. Seeing the last light in the place go out I stand up I pull at the darkness and shadows to mask me again years of practice make my walk soundless as I start to walk through your place straight into your bedroom standing there alittle ways way watching you. Seeing you have not covered up any just laying there trying to sleep I remain patient knowing your no where close to a deep sleep yet.
 
Izumi shifted in the bed as she slept she rolled carefully over onto her back. Getting into that deep sleep was rather complicated. Especially given the night she had just had. Her body was tired as was her mind, so it wasn’t going to take too terribly long. She was utterly exhausted.

Of course ironically she was thinking of him as she started to fall into that deeper level of sleeping. She couldn’t help it. Wondering who he was, if he was across the hall at Tiffany’s place. How he had managed to get into her apartment so fast to save her.

It was thoughts of him that lulled her into a deeper sleep. It took some time of course but soon her heart rate slowed slightly and her breathing evened out. She was sprawled on her back, one leg bent a little off to the side so that her legs were just slightly open, her breasts rising and falling with each deep and even breath. Her slowly drying hair lay across her delicate face lightly.
 
He stood there seeing you roll over but not afraid. Knowing he would only need to move if you decided to get up and move around For know still just standing there his hands coming out of his pocket slolwy his hands start to move as two hands form in the shadows near your body on either side I wait patiently as I start to slowly caress your body avoiding groping you out right like this as I just wish ti enjoy the touch of you aagin. Whispering*


Sakura.


*hands roaming along your arms and side down your legs feeling your curves.*
 
She was asleep, so she didn’t hear his whisper, but in some part of her mind she did register the feeling of someone touching her. Like in a dream. She squirmed on the bed slightly, but didn’t move too much. Her full lips parted slightly and she sighed faintly.

As his shadowy hands caressed along her body her nipples started to harden slightly from the physical arousal that his caresses were causing. She made a soft sound in her sleep a faint little whimper as her head turned to the side, exposing her neck slightly.

Izumi was out like a light, and the caressing didn’t wake her because as she slept she began to dream. She couldn’t see the man she was with, it definitely wasn’t Anthony though. In her dreams he was touching her just as the shadows were touching her. She started to breath a little heavier, wiggling in the bed, her legs parting a little more and one hand sliding along the side of her breast lightly. She let out a faint moan and arched her back slightly.

The man in the dream was definitely not Anthony. He never touched her like this before, he was all thumbs and groping like a novice. The man in her dream caressed her in a much different way, arousing her. It was erotic and had her growing somewhat wet between her thighs. She wasn’t typically prone to erotic dreams but given the circumstances it wasn’t too surprising. Her tongue darted out to wet her suddenly dry lips as she slumbered unaware that she was really being touched.
 
Watching you carefully as you start to wiggle in your bed expecting this some seeing how your legs spread a small amount not making you lewdly exposed infront of me but the want and need to actually touch you and hold you to take you was so strong I knew if I did I wold no stop very easily.

The shadowy hands sliding down along your sides in unison down your hips caressing along your thighs. I could not mimic the feeling of nails raking down your flesh but this would have to do. The hands resting just above your knees sliding slowly along your thighs as them move up easing more and more into your inner thigh. Stopping an inch from your core not touching you there. It was bad enough what I was doing but no I would not rape you in your sleep like that.
 
She was a bit exposed there before him, naked, her nipples hard, and getting harder with every second that he continued that shadowy exploration of her sleeping form. Goosebumps rose along her skin slightly and she trembled slightly in the bed, letting out a soft sigh. She felt achy and needy and in the dream the unseen man was sliding his hands along her skin just as those shadows were, touching her and teasing her.

A soft whimper escaped as his shadowy hands started to creep up along her inner thighs. Her breath caught in her through and her hips wiggled. If he could see well in the darkness, which he might well be able to given his race, he would see that her sex was glistening with moisture.

When his hands stopped so close to her liquid heat she let out a frustrated moan. Her hands slid down against the shadows as if to tug them higher but as the shadows were not tangible she couldn’t do anything and in the dream those hands didn’t move higher either even as she squirmed.
 
Watching her paw at the shadowy hands told me she was enjoying it though I wondered who she thought it was. For all I knew she was thinking and hoping it was Anthony again back to make things right.

The shadowy hands pushed at your thighs spreading them open some then sliding up the sides of them and back up along your stomach. Hands slowly making their way your your ample bussom. Cupping them and kneading them in my shadowy grasp. Able to see them mold and deform from the grip.*
 
She didn’t think it was Anthony. She didn’t want his hands on her body. She never wanted his hands on her body again after what had happened before. Izumi didn’t know whose hands were on her in the dream but they were incredible. She wished that she could see his face but he always seemed just out of sight in her dream.

As his hands pushed her thighs apart she let out a moan, slightly louder then before, her nether lips glistening with more moisture. She was completely cleanly shaven, her clit rather hard from the looks of it given her state of arousal. She bit her lip softly, her eyes still closed as she slept and dreamt. Unaware that these hands were really on her.

When the hands slid up to her breasts her nipples hardened all the more. She moaned, arching her back pressing her breasts upward against he hands. She wanted this dream man so badly she could hardly stand it. She didn’t usually have sex dreams, and didn’t even realize it was a dream as most people often didn’t. But she didn’t want it to end. Her breath caught in her throat, her heels digging into the bed a little.
 
The hands starting to yank and jerk on her breasts as if someone had mounted her and was using them for leverage. Though he did not summon a third shadow to complete the sensations allowing her dreams to fill them in or not his hands gripped and pinched your nipples harder wanting to make your dream fill in the rest so that you might finish and not be lest all frustrated.

I could see your nether lips opening like a beautiful flower seeing its nectar waiting to be drank. Licking my lips knowing I would probably steal a single taste before I left thinking no harm in that as long as I dont touch you yourself.*
 
The more forceful he was with her breasts the louder she moaned. She still couldn’t see his face in her dreams, even as he settled over her his face was a blur, out of focus. It was frustrating because she really wanted to see who it was above her.

Another moan tore from between her lips and she was writhing at the bed by this point, lost in a state of intense arousal and deep sleep it was rather intoxicating. It was surprising that she hadn’t woke up from the dream and as she slept and he kneaded her aching breasts her hand trailed down along her body, She slid her fingers along the lips of her sex teasing herself slightly.

She bit her bottom lip, her heart thumping as the dream progressed, her fingers started to stroke and rub against her clit, soon her fingers were glistening with her liquid heat as she dipped one finger into her, whimpering as he continued to play with her breasts, driving her insane.
 
Surprised as I started to watch you please yourself as I wouldnt. My fingers pinching on your nipples pulliing and twisting them as you play with yourself. I cant help but get a little more into it as I watch you finger yourself expecting you to wake any moment or maybe as you cum.

I licked my lips as my eyes where glued to your hands watching as you played with yourself your moans and crys only making it that much sweeter. I stepper closer watching your legs carefully as I lean in and stick my tongue out collecting a small drop of your honey on my tongue though not able to to so without touching you. My tongue having brushed aganst two of your fingers rubbing you.
 
She was lost completely in this erotic dream with this shadowy blurry stranger. She didn’t know who he was, what he was, where he was from but the feel of his hands on her body felt so right. Pressure was started to build as a finger pressed deeply into her wetness. She moaned and trembled arching her back for his teasing hands. The way he teased her nipples sent her mind whirling with delight.

“Yes yes… please.” She begged softly, her voice whispery and sleepy as she spoke aloud in her sleep, her hips lifting off of the bed.

Given all the motion going on between her legs, with her finger dipping in and out of her and her thumb rubbing at her clit she didn’t notice the light touch of his tongue. She shuddered slightly as she grew closer to that sweet finish line. She wasn’t there yet but she was getting close, which also meant she was sleeping more lightly.
 
Cloaked in shadows as I played with you watching as you frigged yourself to orgasm. I started to caress your body again leaving your breasts and nipples alone for just a llittle bit. Hands wandering over your sides and arms rubbing you pushing your own fingers deeper and making me move faster some.*


Groaning softly as I am raging hard from watching you do this wanting nothing more than to mount you and take you now but I refuse to do something so vile to you. Whispering softly

Yes sakura thats it sakura
 
Izumi squirmed moaning out a little louder as his hands moved to help her fingers thrust in and out of her. She groaned and in her dreams the lover with her said the same thing he whispered aloud, except he didn’t call her Sakura, he called Izumi. She parted her legs wider, arching her back as her fingers moved a bit faster and harder in and out of her dripping wetness.

She gasped for breath, inner walls tightening around her own fingers, her thumb rubbing in tight rapid little circles around her clit. Her breasts bounced slightly from the movement of her hand between her thighs. She let out a faint whimper, her head tipping back.

Suddenly she was tumbling over the edge, her body writhing with orgasm as juices seeped out around her thrusting fingers. Her eyes snapped open as she found release, moaning out loudly even though she was awake at least somewhat, she was still rather groggy and definitely preoccupied with what she was doing to herself to notice much else.
 
*Smiling as I see you snap awake knowing its from your orgasm. I watch you a you cum my shadowy hands just fading away into normal darkness around you. I watched wondering what you would do if you would get up or jus think it a normal wet dream that just got more intense than usual.

I breathed slowly as I watched feeling myself so hard desiring a real woman so bad now though your the only one for him and he wont take you without you being ok with it and right now he would have to explain way to much to even think about it.

He knew he had to leave soon his needs needed taken care of an a resting site needed found.
 
Moans continue to roll from between her lips as her fingers work in and out of her, thumb rolling along her clit making her squirm from the highly intense orgasm washing through her entire body. Her brain was still foggy.

As the orgasm began to fade she let out short soft little whimpers as her hips rolled against her hand. Her chest rising and falling rapidly with each shaky breath that she took. She was so lost in the throbbing pleasure between her thighs.

Finally her h and slowed and eventually stopped fingers sliding out of her wetness and sliding up along her body, leaving a wet streak up along her flat belly. She sighed blinking up at the dark ceiling a smile curling her lips. “Whoa….” She muttered to herself slightly. Taken aback by the hot dream and the intense orgasm that came with it. She almost never had sex dreams like that and she always woke before she orgasmed… but this time… she started to giggle softly. Lost in that euphoric high that comes after.
 
*Watching her lay there basking in the after glow of her orgasm unsure if she is smiling just from the pleasure of it or from whatever man she saw in her head. Leaning against the bedroom wall as I see her hands moving up smearing her cum over her stomach. I smiled softly only caring that she is happy as well as safe. I will have to be a lot more careful now though. I had to let her see me and the next time it wont be to easy to explain for the same man was right there before anything could happen.


A dark thought running through my head maybe the next time I woul have to allow some of the violence or just not step in. Whispering again

Sleep Sakura

Pressing against a shadow on the wall as I seem to just sink into it and disapear totally from the apartment. I Find myself inside of an old ware house. Rats and such have made it their home even a few homeless. I dont mind them they help keep people away. Many of them know about my kind and arnt stupid enought to go running to the cops just makes the rest of the world thank your crazier than you look.

I walked around the place dressed like a prince compaired to the filth in here. I look around and leap into the rafters finding a nice spot that has no windows or cracks around it I curl up knowing that they wont bother me here or if I was down below. My eyes close for my sleep though I know tonight it will not be a restful sleep. I will be dreaming of Sakura and us from days gone by maybe even this new girl.
 
Izumi really wasn’t sure where the dream had come from or why it had sprung into her mind. But she wasn’t going to complain either. It left her satisfied and lethargic. The best way to be in the dead of night before going to sleep. Of course all of this had happened when she was asleep. She was smiling from the pleasure, giggling from the euphoric high. She would think fondly of the man in her dreams but she hadn’t a clue who he was.

Carefully, she stretched out along the bed unaware of his presence or of his departure. She reached down, groping around blindly along the bed and her fingers curled around her blanket. She tugged it up over her carefully and curled up in a tight ball cocooning herself into the blankets.

She half wondered if she was going to have another dream like that. Part of her wanted to of course, after all it had been a fun dream, far more fun then any night she’d spent with Anthony. She always didn’t want to have any more dreams as she really really needed to get some sleep. Only a few more rehearsals until she had to actually perform and she still wasn’t so sure on her lines.

A soft yawn came from her cocoon of blankets and then she closed her eyes. Finally drifting off to sleep for the night.
 
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