As a disclaimer; this was originally made in response to another Anon's writings and a thread prompt. The numbers for those posts are 49240074, and 49284211. Later I decided I should rewrite my posts to be of a higher standard of quality, but then jp went down.
Currently there are no plans to continue this beyond being a lewd one-shot due to me already being busy with other things.
I hope you enjoy.

The sun hangs low outside your cabin window, casting the mountainside in twilight that leaks through your window, intermixing with candlelight. It has been two weeks since you arrived in 'Gensokyo,' the land of illusion and paradise. Or so the Daitengu claimed through the translation of her pipe-fox servant, Tsukasa.

Although your arrival was the furthest thing from auspicious, falling into a mineshaft. Since then, the Daitengu had put you in a cliffside cabin for your safety until she found a way to return you home, although you did not entirely trust her. In the meantime, looking for a way to repay them, you've started learning more Japanese.

"Mhhh, thinking about something?" Tsukasa says, snapping you from your thoughts. As she stands in the doorway of your room, Tsukasa's thin white romper is almost translucent.

As she approaches, you find yourself distracted by the suggestiveness of the thin white romper loosely tied around her body, barely concealing her lithe and flexible body. But as soon as she opens her mouth, it's all down to business. "So, have you made any more progress on your Japanese?"

You tell her you've started translating Bram Stoker's Dracula, which you had on you when you arrived. You've completed the preface, and the scrapped zeroth chapter included in your edition so far.

Tsukasa hops onto your desk, "Iizunamaru-sama doesn't care about that, you know?"

No! You say that keeping yourself busy is essential to staying sane, even if it's just translating a book you have. Even now, you can feel the narrow walls of your cabin closing in and constricting your heart. Even if the Daitengu and Tsukasa are probably manipulating, you don't

“Would you please reconsider?”

My voice trembles with unease as I face Mononobe no Futo, my master, standing before me in the tranquil halls of the Senkai, the hidden realm of the Taoist hermits. Futo lets out a dramatic sigh, her petite frame leaning toward me with a playful glint in her eyes. Despite her youthful appearance—looking no older than a girl of twelve—her centuries of wisdom as a shikaisen make her far more experienced than I, a mere disciple. She tiptoes slightly, poking my forehead with a delicate finger.

“Tch, ‘tis not as though I have a choice, aye?” she says, her tone teasing yet firm. “This be an order from Lady Toyosatomimi no Miko herself!”

Her words ring true, and I can only let out a muffled groan. The order in question is a mission to investigate a human outsider who recently wandered into Gensokyo. Rumor has it this man caught Miko’s attention, and she specifically requested Futo to handle the matter. Such assignments aren’t uncommon—outsiders often stir trouble in Gensokyo—but the problem lies in the man’s reputation. Whispers among the youkai and humans alike paint him as a notorious womanizer, a scoundrel who’s left a trail of broken hearts and scandalous tales. Some even claim he’s charmed youkai into submission, a feat that speaks to both his cunning and his danger.

The man’s moral failings are undeniable—he’s a cad, plain and simple. Yet, his skill in navigating Gensokyo’s chaotic landscape is unmatched, earning him a strange sort of respect among the powers that be. For someone like me, a lowly disciple still proving my worth under Futo’s tutelage, there’s no room to protest Miko’s decision. I have no authority, no leverage to change the course of this mission.

“Thou art truly a worrywart, disciple!” Futo chirps, her lips curling into a mischievous grin.

She leans forward, peering up at me with those wide, deceptively innocent eyes. Her small hand gently envelops my clenched fist, her touch warm and reassuring. On her left ring finger gleams a simple band, a twin to the one I wear—a symbol of the bond we’ve forged over years of training and trust. It’s a reminder of the vows we made, no

You were invited to Komeiji Koishi's room privately. Where she was waiting. She always stunned you, wearing a miniskirt combined with pantyhose which quite frankly turned you on. This was exacerbated by her very assertive nature and would sometimes press her plump butt against you innocently.

Anyway, while you were wondering. "Koishi why did you want me here?" You asked "Not much I just wanted to talk~ come closer and kneel at the bed." Koishi replied

You stuttered before sitting at the foot of the bed right in front of her. Then koishi crossed her legs giving her an even better view of her pantyhose covered thighs. "This is what you want dont you? You want to see my legs and do lewd things to me~?"

Just her crossing her legs, those slight jiggles in her thighs as she crossed them was enough to give you a hard on. She uncrossed her legs then opened her legs to you and sat back a bit revealing her prize she wasn't wearing panties. Holding her thigh and pressing four fingers to her covered slit and slightly opening it through her black pantyhose.

"I'm wearing pantyhose so it's not technically lewd~ Take a niiiice look at my private part~" Koishi teased. She knew what she was doing but I stared on.

"I know you want to stuff your face inside my butt and between my legs. Go on and do it~" Koishi cooed

You inched toward koishis crotch before completely immersing yourself as your face and nose pressed her plump pussy. You smelled and licked her sex through the pantyhose carefully but hungrily. Koishi gasped "Hah~!" As you stuffed your face deeper into her plump crotch

You licked and sniffed deeper through her pantyhose. Your hard-on pressed against the bed as you pressed further into her crotch sniffing and licking her plump sex.

"ahhhh~ haaahhh~ yesss~" Koishi moans some as she puts a hand on your head presses you deeper. She then twitched and tensed as pussy juice came out of her plump pussy as you hungrily licked and sniffed her. Her legs flared up twitching in the air as she leaned back onto the bed.

Koishi was now in check. Check as in shes about to