Lewd Ashi (Samurai Jack) #4 (Patreon)

Deep in the same torch-lit cave that’s watched Ashi rewrite her entire destiny one moan at a time, tonight the last shred of restraint gets left somewhere back in the previous century.She’s on all fours over rough stone worn smooth by centuries of dripping water, back arched like a drawn bow, pale skin glowing against the shadows. He doesn’t ask; she doesn’t wait. One slick, claiming thrust and she’s already gasping, pushing back greedily to take every inch like the future owes her this and she’s finally collecting with interest.The cave echoes with the wet, relentless rhythm of bodies that have forgotten the meaning of “enemy.” Her breath hitches, thighs tremble, breasts sway heavy and free with every impact until she shatters first (sharp cry swallowed by stone, walls fluttering around him like they’re trying to keep him forever). That’s all the invitation he needs. A few more deep, possessive strokes and he buries himself completely, groaning as he floods her in thick, pulsing waves. So much it spills out before he’s even finished, running in slow, creamy streaks down her trembling legs while she just kneels there, impaled and overflowing, wearing the mess like a crown.Ashi glances back with half-lidded eyes and the laziest, wickedest smile the wasteland has ever seen, lets one pearly drop fall from where they’re still joined, and watches it hit the cave floor like she’s signing her name across time itself.Part four: served hot and overflowing.The Daughter of Aku just got thoroughly claimed and creampied like the timeline demanded it.Patrons, training is officially over.Next session Ashi discovers another hole she can use for training. Stay close. Things are about to get gloriously out of hand.