Yoko closed her eyes as if contemplating what she was being told. Things were slowly clicking into place bit by bit. Opening her eyes she looked at the man, and was about to say something but stopped herself. It seemed she was thinking things through a bit. "Even if the emperor were to grant me an audience. I still be out of range to do anything to him." She seemed to shift in her seat a bit as if she was uncomfortable with the idea that popped in her head. "The only way to get close enough to him for that is to sleep with the man, and even then he is likely to have company outside of his room." Wrapping her arms around herself she seemed to shiver a little, as the idea repulsed her a great deal.

He gazed at her, brow raised as if confused by her words then a slow smile spread upon his lips.

"Oh, ha ha, you've already gotten an audience with him several months back in fact. Since then we've been planning hid death, remember?" He extracted a long needle as if out of nowhere with his nimble hands.

"A simple hair pin though with the proper extract of Lotus venom applied to it the object becomes far more lethal even in the hands of those not trained in it's use." He paused for a moment as if mulling something over in his mind.

"If you must in order to get close then that is acceptable. I can not think solely of myself or you of yourself with so much at stake for everyone. The tyrant must pay for the eidetics that he has made while in power. Chang, his successor, can't be any worse and he his the nemisis for many of the decrees that his father has passed being his days being the proponent for most of these degrees but in the end he;s just about as helpless to chance things then we are provided that we fail in our duty of course.

"For the clan?"

Yoko got up from the seat she was walking in, as she walked up to the man. She looked down at the pin in the mans, and took it into her own hands. Looking the object over it seem very uncommon that the item could cause any physical harm. "Will it be quick. I would rather this seem as if he passed out by natural means." Yoko had put a little more emphasis when she had said the word passed, as if it had a second meaning. Placing the hair pin next to the porcelain mask, Yoko noticed one of the sleeves to the robe falling off her shoulder. "Couldn't you have gotten a robe that fit me a little better. I find it hard to believe this is the only one the trope had with them?" She asked pulling the shoulder of the robe back onto her shoulder. In all honesty she thought he got her a robe two sizes too big on purpose. She just stood there looking down at the two items, as if she was deep in thought.

"Well, he is an older man so there are many ways of going about that I suppose," he answered after a small measure of introspection. "As for the robe, I'm afraid that was the closest thing that they had at the time. The troupe being rather petite that had been the largest that they had on hand though it should be easy enough to fix or replace ... you know I don't know a damn thing about that sort of thing,"

He gazed at a portion of her shoulder as it had been revealed to him before the robe had been tugged back into place. He grinned, hands sliding over her arms again as he peered into her face. Sing smiled, leaning forward he let his lips brush against hers again ...

Sing spoke and she listened to what he had to say. His input had all ways been valuable to her when she was normally indecisive. Yoko knew when he was being honest with her and when he was trying to manipulate her. Right now he was being honest with her. She could feel those strong hands of his rest on her arms, which brought his eyes to lock with his. A light blush spread across her cheeks as she gazed into those eyes. Grey orbs widened as she felt his lips upon hers, before they slowly closed enjoying the warmth they brought to her. Yoko pulled away though from this warm embrace "We...we shouldn't somebody could walk in on us. Plus somebody might hear us, and come to see what is going on." Her eyes gazed at the door to the room, as if anticipating some one to walk through it at any second.

His eyes followed hers to the door then gazed back at her. He smiled slightly then spoke. "We might be executed for treason and your worried about that?" He grinned as he gazed into her eyes, sure he had been trying to manipulate her a little with his words sealing the deal by going on.

"We might not ever get the chance again ..."

Yoko's mouth twisted in discontent, as she heard the words come from his mouth. He was trying to get his way now, so it was obvious where his mind was at the moment. Walking away from sing and over to the door, she would open it slightly and stick her head out. Looking around it seemed that everybody had gone away for the evening. Closing the door it looked like she was going to lock it, but stopped. Instead she doubled checked to make sure that the door was properly closed. Walking towards sing she would let the robe she was wearing drop to the floor. Placing one hand on the man's cheek, as her free hand began to cup and rub his groin. "I'm letting you have your way with me, but this better be a good performance." Not giving sing a chance to mutter a response, Yoko returned to the kiss she had broken away from.

Silenced by her kiss, his eyes widened a little as she disrobed though now he had been groaning softly as their mouths met. His member stiffened as she touched him, growing larger beneath the fabric of his pants.

His hands reached outward seizing her by the hips as he held her close to his body feeling the warmth of her skin pressing against the fabric of his cloths though his hands left her long enough to rid himself of his shirt. Thus when they recommenced touching it had been the softness of her skin unhindered against his own, a hand going up to her neck as it skimmed along her there, the other cupping around the curve of her breast as it pressed against her with a keen gentleness.

When their lips had parted so that they both could draw in a well needed breath his lips slipped down trailing kiss down the side of her neck, over her shoulder then down to the other breast his tongue flickering over the nipple there that he incased in the heat of his mouth as his eyes fluttered closed again as he began to suckle on her.

A slight redness in her cheeks formed, as she felt his hand message one of her breast. She was unable to give an audio-able reply, but only deepened the kiss she was in. When he they finally broke away, Yoko was left partly panting, as her body was all ready awakening. The attention to her breast had caused her peaks to rise, and begin to harden. A light gasp would leave her mouth, as she felt the warmth of Sing's mouth on her hardening peak. Yoko would bite down on the knuckle of her point finger, in an attempt to stop an sounds of arousal from escaping.

He could hear her panting then the sound came to a close with her baring down on her own knuckle. Though he felt the peaking of her arousal given the hardening of her peaks, his tongue dashed lightly against one, his palm rolling gently over the other.

Braking away Sing's hands grasped her arms lightly as he stood perfectly straight. He gazed into her eyes with his sweltering ones, desire written across the features of his face though his eyes flicked away from her, scanned the room then flickered back, an impish smile forming on his lips.

"You look so delicious ...."

Pushing her back as he guided her with his hold he moved her over to a table. There had been a mirror affixed to it and a chair before it, obviously used to apply make and tend to one's hair. He lifted her up slightly so that he could set her down on the edge of the table, his hands letting go of her brushing down against her sides.

Yoko stood there as her bosom was caressed and teased. Her knuckle ever present between her teeth, as she held in the noises her body wanted to make. She was suddenly looking back in Sing's face seeing that look and smile on his face. Yoko knew Sing was up to something, and it was only confirmed with his words. Walking backwards having trust that Sing wasn't going to let her walk into anything. A small yelp of surprise left her lips as she was lifted up onto the vanities counter. "What are you up to Sing ?" She asked slightly amused at the man's antics so far.

"Oh, you'll see," he answered her question. A single hand falling between her thighs to lightly touch between her thighs so that his fingers moved against her clit as his mouth moved against her body, kissing and licking her body.

Then taking himself in hand he squirmed closer to her bringing the tip of his cock against her, brushing the folds of her entrance as he began to rub up and down her core with himself, he shivered and groaned softly at the promise of pleasure that he felt swarming against him.

He the slid his engorged length down her body so that he gave a little push against her, his hips rocking forward as the tip of his body carved into her as he continued to push his way inside her.

Yoko bit down on her lower lip, as she felt Sing's fingers moving against her clit. A jolt of pleasure and warmth going through her body as he did so. Love juices began to trickle out of the entrance to her channel, as it was rubbed against by the mans hard phallus. When she felt him entering her, Yoko stifled a moan of pleasure as she felt him pushing his way in deeper. Once she felt Sing all the way inside of her. Yoko's hands wrapped around the mans neck, as if she was holding on to him for support.

A groan passed his lips as he felt the snugness of her body envelop his with that single push into the treasure trove of her body. At first he dared not move as he basked in the felt sensation as heat washed over him. against him. Then he began to move, his body clapping up against her own as his hips pumped against hers.

He groaned again, the fingers of one hand gently squeezing a breast in his hand, the other still rubbing against her clit as he pushed into her quicker and quicker with rapid thrusts. He bent down slightly at the waste, his tongue falling out of his mouth to tease her aerole after he purred out her name.

"Yeah, so good," he called prior to his eyes folding shut and sealing off visual stimulation, basking only in the touch that he now experience as he felt the sheer tactile sensations of skin against skin.

Yoko could feel him inside her with every thrust that he gave. Her body of course reacted accordingly as her clit was played with, and one of her breast massaged. Ah it feels really good Hearing her name being called only seemed to heighten the pleasure she felt. Yoko was still trying to fight off the audible sounds she wanted to make, and with each thrust of the harden pole inside of her it grew thinner. That was until there was none left and she began to let her moans of pleasure out. "Harder, please fuck me harder." Her tone of voice practically begging Sing to do what she asked for. She wanted to feel her insides melt and churned up, and she wanted Sing's pole hard and deep inside her.