Short Ayame Fanfic

Full patch is out. And here's some service for the Ayame fans in the room.

http://blog.livedoor.jp/mortalvyses/archives/23295509.html

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A Ring Worth the Money

We woke up on Saturday morning. Well, I woke up and then coaxed Ayame out of bed. She had been hitting the bottle pretty hard last night in celebration of what she said had been her best days of trading in years. It took about 10 minutes of gently licking her crotch to get her mildly awake. Once she had had a cold glass of water, she was mostly sobered up.

I made breakfast (an omelette with rice and mushrooms) while she showered. It was ready at the table by the time she walked out in a ruffled, cream-colored blouse and long, red skirt.

"Ohh, something smells good." She walked up behind me, nibbled my neck, and gave a nice, long *sniffff*.

I responded with a sniff of my own. "Ohh, you're wearing the nice perfume today. The same one you used when we first met."

She smiled and nibbled my ear. "You remembered! Attaboy, today's getting off to a great start."

"We should eat..." I trailed off as she started tracing her fingers around my nipples through my tan apron. "I mean really, breakfast is getting cold..."

This time, she gently bit my neck. "Dunno what you're talking about, hot stuff. I see a meal right here, and he's getting hotter as I munch." One of her hands reached under my apron and pinched my nipple hard. The other deftly peeled off my apron and tossed it aside. "You're a real meal, Shingo, a good breakfast for a winner like me." She now proceeded to wrap her hand around my cock.

She used two fingers at first, running a simple circle up... and... down..., up... and... down...

"Ngh..."

She gripped it with her whole hand, squishing the palm against it and upping her stroke speed.

"RRgh."

She worked it very fast, now, and I could tell I was close. "How's your aim, handsome?"

"HRRGH! Uh, NGH, not so great...!"

She abruptly turned my around and pointed my penis in the general direction of her coffee cup. "Well, we'll give it a shot. Three... Two... One... Bombs away!"

Of course she had the technique to control the timing of my orgasm to the second. A surprising amount did fall into her coffee cup, but still more scattered around on the tablecloth. At least I had used a white tablecloth this time...

"Okay," Ayame breathed a steamy sigh, "Now we can eat the food."

After our little morning burst, breakfast itself was fairly uneventful. It was a bit of a shame to spend a nice day off inside, even in winter, so we made preparations to go outside. So I had to get dressed. I threw on a tan shirt, dark slacks, and a checked scarf, then put on my gray winter coat. She followed behind, sliding her arms through the sleeves of a red blazer with black lapels and draping a faux fur coat over her shoulders. 

"So, where did you want to go today?"

"I feel like some shopping. I think we'll start in Okachimachi."

"Well, you lead the way."

We held hands on the train. Hers were soft and supple, though a little cool to the touch. They warmed up after the first few minutes.

Okachimachi station was full of people, including more than a few tourists. I turned towards Ayame, "So, what exactly are you looking for?"

Ayame put a finger to her lips, "That's still a secret, handsome. You'll just have to wait and see."

We walked out of the station to a sunny day, and she pulled me by the hand for a few blocks. It really was a nice part of town.

We stopped in front of a two-story building with "Morikawano Jewelers" in silver, cursive English script above the doorway. 

"This is it."

"Oh, so you're getting something new to wear?"

She shrugged, "In a way, yeah."

There were two younger women working the entryway. The store attendants wore dark skirt suits, small, stylish caps, and green scarves around their necks. Both bowed to welcome us. "May we help you?"

Ayame nodded. "Yes, I have an appointment. Ms. Horikiri."

One of them smiled at her. "Of course. Right this way please."

She let go of my hand and looked over. "You can wait here, Shingo. Take a look around, if you want. I'll just be a minute."

I had a look around at some of the pieces for sale, but it was quickly apparent that the cheaper pieces with tiny stones would have required me to empty my savings account twice to afford. I kinda just ended up standing around awkwardly until...

"Mr. Horikiri? Is there a M-mister Hirikori, uh, Horikiri here?"

I turned to see a female employee with short, brown hair and thick glasses was peeking out from behind a curtain that must have led deeper into the shop. The two up front had worn confident smiles, but she was clutching the hem of the curtain in a slightly awkward way. 

I nodded, "Yes, that's me."

She gulped, "They, they said I should come get you and bring you to the back." She gestured to follow her.

We passed through the curtain and took maybe twelve steps before we reached a doorway. She knocked and said, "I've got him here."

I heard Ayame's voice from inside. "C'mon in, handsome."

I walked through the door to find Ayame standing next to an older woman wearing a pinstriped pantsuit with neck-length hair and braids, plus half-frame glasses. The room was a fancy showcase area full of glistening... Uh, what?

"Um, huh? What's going on, Ayame?" 

She grinned just a little and replied, "This is the proprietor of this here shop, Ms. Yuki Morikawano. She and I go way back. She used to work in sales but she made enough that way to start her own business, and she did."

The older woman smiled warmly in my direction. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir. Ayame's just been telling me about you. The stories have been amusing, to say the least." That look in her eyes was reminded me of too many other women I knew.

I tugged my collar nervously. "Er, what stories... No, never mind. What *are* those things? They're not, like, real gemstones, are they?"

Ms. Morikawano seemed slightly upset by that question. 

"Indeed they are, sir. We would never think of offering a product we couldn't be proud of. All of the cock rings and anal plugs on display here are hand-crafted from jade, ruby, or diamond, depending on what kind of statement an owner wants to make about her pet."

Welp. "You're not kidding, then."

Ayame responded, "I *told* you I was going shopping, hon. Yesterday's trades were huge and..." She flushed a little as she went on, "...and I wanted to have something special for you."

The proprietor laughed politely. "You always did have a sentimental streak, Ayame. I'm more than happy to help a friend. Shall we begin the fitting?"

Ayame looked back towards Ms. Morikawano, "Yeah, sure."

Ms. Morikawano glanced towards the younger employee who had brought me here, "You can leave, Kaori."

Ayame put a hand up, "Actually, can she stay? It always helps to have a second opinion. Plus, my wonderboy likes it when people watch and *I* like showing off."

The older woman smiled, "Very well. Come inside, Kaori."

Kaori nearly slammed the door on her own fingers on the way in. She stood in a corner, fidgeting and silently watching. This whole situation was getting away from me. 

"Hey, wait, what's going on? What's a 'fitting'?"

"I think our relationship is ready for the cockring phase, and I want only the best for my man." Ayame slid over to me and crouched down. My belt was off in a few seconds, and my pants and underwear only lasted a few seconds more. "Wow, naughty boy, you're already getting hard."

"I mean," I flushed a little. This wasn't my first time showing off with her, but still, "you know how I am."

"True that." She turned towards Ms. Morikawano, "It needs to be hard anyways, right?"

The shop owner's glasses glinted in the light. "Yes, and as hard as possible is preferred. Is this as long as he gets?"

"Hmm." Ayame frowned, "Lemme see if I can get a little more outta him." She inhaled for just a moment, then breathed a hot sigh across it for five whole seconds. My meat was raging hot.

Yuki got down on one knee to my other side. She was holding a small length of white measuring tape. "Well, then. This will just take a moment. Please do hold still, sir."

She measured me lengthwise, around the base, and around the cockhead. I grunted a couple times, but it really wasn't that intrusive. Couldn't say the same for Kaori. "Ohmigoshohmigoshohmigosh! That's like, really big, and gross. I just, I, wow... *gulp*"

Yuki finished her measurements, stood up, and showed a warm smile. "That will do. It will take time to adjust it to his size, but we should be able to have it ready by 4PM this afternoon. Or, if you'd prefer, you could come and pick it up tomorrow."

Ayame nodded, "Today sounds good. I gotta give my handsome hubby a nice lunch for being such a good boy." She couldn't resist mussing my hair to punctuate that point. I couldn't help but smile.

"Understood. We'll give you a call when it's ready for you to pick up. Will there be anything else?"

Ayame shook her head, "Nah, that's all for now. Thanks a bunch, Yuki."

Yuki beamed and bowed deeply. "It was our pleasure." She glanced over at Kaori expectantly.

"Oh!" The younger girl was flustered, but gathered herself and executed a decent bow herself. "Have a very nice day."

As Ayame and I walked out of the office, I heard Yuki start saying something, but I couldn't catch what it was...

A day spent window shopping with Ayame was a day well spent. We had lunch at a nice Italian place at around 1PM, walked around town for a bit, and before we knew it, her phone was ringing.

We returned to Morikawano Jewelers and were led to another room in the back, again by Kaori. She laid three boxes out on a table before us.

"So, um, let me explain these for just a minute." She *gulped* in what was becoming a familiar pattern. "So the blue box is the ring for the husband's finger, and the black box is the husband's cockring..." 

Kaori got into a more detailed explanation of the mechanics of the cockring. She would look up and make eye contact for just a moment, then immediately turn back down towards the table. "...So that's what that is. Then the red box is your ring, Ma'am. Please, take a look."

Ayame picked up and opened the red box on the left, and whistled. I peeked over and could see it held a ring with a fairly large-sized and very shiny diamond.

"...Yes, so if you just twist the gemstone clockwise..." Ayame did so, and the black box began to *buzzzzz*, *buzzzzz*. "Um, it's a remote control. Clockwise for stronger vibration or to turn it on, counterclockwise for weaker vibration or to turn it off. Yup."

Ayame smiled sincerely, "This is excellent. Just what I asked for. Thank you so much, Kaori."

Kaori nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, we're very glad to hear that. Mistr, um, Miss Morikawano was very particular that your order be met to the last detail. I'll let her know you like it." In no time, she had our boxes in a black bag with subdued silver trim.

"Absolutely." Ayame offered me her arm. "Shall we go, handsome?"

I grabbed the bag, took her arm and turned towards Kaori. "Thank you from me as well."

"Think nothing of it. The staff of Morikawano Jewelers lives to serve."

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If I seemed a little antsy on the walk back, it was only because I couldn't wait to make out with Ayame once we got home. My restraint lasted as long as hers did, that is to say, about two seconds after we shut the door in the entryway to our apartment. Our lips came together, and we shared a long, intense kiss. Or several, really. The rest of our Saturday was spent on about five rounds of passionate sex. Sometimes with our new diamond cockring, but always rampantly romantic.