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Something New	By : Naomi333 Category: +M through R > Professor Layton and the Curious Village Views: 1623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Professor Layton game series or any of the characters. This fanfiction is done purely for entertainment purposes and no profit is being made. Not suitable for minors, and may contain mild OOC.

Chapter List
- 1-Something New
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It had been a couple of months since Emmy had been re-employed as Professor Layton’s assistant. On top of that, the two had resumed their relationship. Normally Dean Delmona would not encourage dating between employees, but in this case he made the exception. He knew that Hershel Layton was not the type to let personal relations interfere with his work, or vise-versa. He also liked Emmy quite a bit. After all, she was a smart young girl with a great attitude. The two made sure to keep a professional demeanor while in the work place, but on occasion when they were alone there would be a small kiss on the cheek, or a short clasping of each other’s hands. Emmy made sure to avoid certain students while on the campus. She knew well that Hershel was very popular with some of the female students, and on occasion she got the evil eye from them. Though she was strong and could easily fight them off, she didn’t want to cause trouble for anyone, and she most certainly didn’t want to lose her job. Thankfully, things at home were far less complicated. Flora had never gotten the chance to get to know Emmy until now, but she had taken an immediate liking to her. Initially the two were together so often that occasionally people would swear they were sisters. Layton couldn’t have been more pleased with how the two got along. Though he was gentleman, he was still a man, and as such there were certain things that he couldn’t do for Flora that Emmy could. Another advantage was that in times of need, Emmy was available to look after the girl while he finished his University work, or tended to other errands. It was the perfect relationship, and despite their schedules, the young woman and good professor still managed to get quite a bit of alone time. In public they were the cutest couple, but behind closed doors the two were like passionate teenagers. Every time they made love, they would hold each other and drift off to sleep bathing in each other’s heat. It had been so many years since Hershel felt so happy and fulfilled. He knew that he had missed Claire for a long time, but he didn’t know how deeply he had missed her until their last meeting. Despite how painful it was, in the end he was glad that it happened. He got the closure that had eluded him for so many years, along with his final goodbye. Thanks to that encounter and Emmy’s love he didn’t feel sad or empty. What he felt with Emmy was like what he felt with Claire, but stronger. He was truly happy again. One night, after another passionate session of love-making, while the two rested the spent brunette woman turned to her handsome lover with a mischievous smile.
“Hershel dear, I’ve been thinking. Wouldn’t it be nice to try something new?”
The tanned professor felt himself getting a bit nervous at this question. There were a lot of ways to answer that question, and a lot of ways things could go terribly wrong. He turned to her keeping his usual composed exterior, but internally he was a bit weary.
“What exactly did you have in mind?”
The young woman gave him a wicked grin and replied
“Bondage”
At this the professor shot straight up in an upright position. His back hurt a bit jerking upward so suddenly, but he ignored the slight throb.
“M..my word. B..b..bondage…wh..wh..what sort of…”
The professor couldn’t even finish his question. He was blushing bright red and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, he was very flustered. Emmy was surprised, but couldn’t contain her giggling. She never would have expected Layton to get so flummoxed over something like bondage. Though, in his defense, as a gentleman such ventures were surely left unexplored.
“Now now dear, I’m not proposing to do anything drastic. I was just thinking of spicing things up a bit.”
“How so?” he asked now calm
She reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. She then pulled out a pair of handcuffs lined with black fur. The professor started blushing again. He had never once considered anything other than traditional sex. This wasn’t to say that he was closed minded, but in all honesty he never had a reason to think of sex considering his single status. There was also the matter of being a gentleman. There weren’t any rules against being kinky, but that was adventurous in a way that he was not accustomed to. Emmy then gave a warm smile to the professor before reaching for his hand.
“Hershel, you don’t have to do this sort of thing if you don’t want to. I just thought it might be something fun to try.”
The tanned professor took a few seconds to think it over and let out a light sigh. He turned to the naked beauty beside him and gave her a warm smile.
“Well I suppose it doesn’t hurt to try new things, but could we perhaps do so another night?”
“Oh but of course” replied Emmy with a smile.
She knew that tonight was not a good night for further sex play. They were both already tired from the session that they had just finished, and on top of that they both had to get up early for work the next day.
“Hershel, if you’d like I was thinking we can use these on our next day off”
She grinned while dangling the cuffs from her index finger.
“That would indeed be the best time to do so” he answered still a little red in the face.
“Wonderful, I look forward to it” she purred as she leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Not long after the two finished talking, they cuddled close and Emmy was fast asleep. Before Layton had fully drifted off to sleep he couldn’t help but think about what he had just agreed to. It was odd territory for him. He had always been a gentleman and as such he had always treated Emmy gently, like a proper gentleman should. Now that he thought of it, they hadn’t discussed who would be the first one to have their hands cuffed. He hoped that he would go first. Not so much out of the desire to be bound, but more to maintain his chivalry, though there would be nothing chivalrous about it. After what felt like hours of thinking about it the young professor decided to stop worrying and let Emmy take the lead on this. He trusted that she knew what she was doing.

A few days later when it was a day off for both Layton and his assistant the two had spent a lovely day relaxing at his flat with Flora. When night fell, a lump formed in Professor Layton’s throat as he was a bit anxious at the upcoming activities. After Flora had been sent to bed the frisky brunette and her nervous lover made way to his room. Emmy then grabbed a bag from the closet and pulled out a silk rope. This caught the professor off guard, so much so that he froze. Emmy laughed as she explained to him that it wasn’t meant to tie him up completely, that it was just to keep his hands elevated. The two stripped naked, but the professor wasn’t quite as smooth as usual in taking off his clothes. Emmy then walked up to him and gave him a strong kiss on the lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Hershel, I understand you’re nervous, but I promise this will be enjoyable. If you don’t like it we won’t do it again. Ok?”
Just then a deep sigh was released and the pale assistant felt the tense muscles against her relax. He just couldn’t bring himself to say no, especially since he had already agreed. At the very least he found comfort in what she said. Worst case scenario, if he didn’t like it, then will never happen again. A pair of soft lips pressed against his once more, and now they were opening. A small, velvet tongue gently prodded at his bottom lip asking for entrance. Strong, large hands wrapped around a slim waist as they kissed deeply, exploring each other’s mouths hungrily and eagerly. When the two separated Emmy directed her older lover to the bed and asked him to lie down. She then had him hold his hands over his head. Once this was done she placed the cuffs on his wrists with a click. The grip of the furry loops were firm, but not painful. After that she took the soft rope and tied one end to the left pillar of the headboard. She then looped the rope under the chain of the cuffs, and tied the other end of the rope to the opposing oak pillar. Now the professor could not lower his hands, which was exactly what the mischievous woman wanted. She went back to the closet and pulled a satin scarf from the same bag that contained the rope.
“Hershel, I’d like to put this on you too if you don’t mind” she said with her voice low.
At this point, there wasn’t any sense in declining. Blindfold or not, he was still tied up. The bound gentleman voiced his approval which made the dark eyes before him light up. Hershel couldn’t help being surprised at just how much Emmy seemed to be enjoying this. It made him a bit nervous. After the soft material was snugly tied around his head the professor waited for his young lover to make her next move. She then climbed on top of him and kissed his lips. Like before, she was asking his mouth for entrance, which he was happy to oblige. As their tongues danced she reached down his chest and firmly grabbed a nipple between her thumb and forefinger. This took the tied man by surprise and he let out a slight gasp. The woman on top of him giggled. Though he could not see her, he could tell exactly what sort of face she was making. She then started licking and nipping his neck, until she made her way to his other nipple. She started sucking and nibbling it while the other was still being tugged and teased in her grip. The professor squirmed ever so slightly as his face flushed. Normally when she did this it felt great, but now it felt even better. He guessed that because he was wearing a blindfold that his body was just being more responsive. Just as he was thinking this he felt a pair of familiar lips kiss him all the way down to his loins. She remained between his legs as she started running her finger up and down his hard length.
“Well well well, it seems that you are liking this more than you thought you would Hershel” she said with a victorious tone in her voice.
The professor’s face flushed a deeper shade of red at this statement. As she continued to run her finger up and down his hardness, he struggled to keep his hips still. He wanted her to touch him more, to use that magnificent mouth to bring him to the heavenly release that she had given him so many times before. Emmy delighted in watching the man beneath her squirm. There was just something so erotic about a man who typically is in control, being in a submissive position. She then took a firm hold of his cock in her hand and leaned her face close to it. She opened her mouth and breathed on the head. After a few seconds of this her tongue gently slithered all over the tip and lapped up a drop of precum. When she looked back up the professor’s breathing was heavy and his face was a deep red. She smiled before taking his length into her mouth. Hershel felt a bit of relief as his manhood was engulfed in the moist heat. He moaned as her mouth went further and further down his length, and backed away, always leaving the tip in her enveloped between her soft lips. After a few minutes of sucking she backed away, leaving the man before her to let out a near inaudible whine. He then felt a shift in weight in the bed. Before he knew it, he could feel her soft breasts pressing against his hips and before his face could smell the sweetness that was her pussy. She pushed her hips back, grazing his face with her soaking womanhood. It didn’t take a professor to know what she wanted now. He then began to lick at her wet folds and lap up her sticky juices. As he did this, he felt her mouth swallowing his cock once more. He moaned as he started sucking on her clit, and the vibrations in her mouth sent an added volt of pleasure through his body. Soon Emmy was slurping down her mixed saliva and precum loudly while moving her head up and down quite fast. Hershel was managing to keep up, but he had to occasionally take a breath before burying his face in the hot pink wetness before him. When he got her clit in between his lips once more, he sucked hard and finally she let out a loud moan as she climaxed. Once she gained composure she took his rod into her throat and started massaging his sac. It didn’t take more than a few seconds of this for him to shoot his hot load into her mouth. She lifted her head off of him once her mouth was full and made a loud gulp as she drank all of his warm seed.
“That was quite good, but we’re not done yet” said the lustful woman above him.
She then crawled forward until she was nearly sitting on his hips. She took his still rock solid manhood in her hand and pushed her hips forward. Her wet clit was pressed flush against him and she started rubbing it up and down against his length. The professor couldn’t help but moan at this. She was so hot up against him, and he wanted to be inside her so bad. Emmy turned her head around and saw the begging expression on his face and gave chuckled to herself. Her hips then raised up above his pointing erection and she pressed the tip against her soaking lips. Slowly, she lowered herself on him, taking him fully inside her fiery pussy. She moved her hips in a circle moaning, before she lifted herself again. After her hips came back down, she continued to ride him at a steady pace. Now it was both of them moaning as Emmy’s insides were being explored by the professor’s juicy cock. Her fluids were running down his sac, making it sticky as she continued to move her hips uncontrollably. She grabbed her own breasts and started to massage them as she called out the professor’s name. Before he knew what he was doing, Hershel started to move his hips in a rhythm that matched hers. Her moans became more high pitched and louder. It wasn’t long before she reached down and pressed her own clit hard and brought herself to a massive climax. As soon as her tight muscles clenched down, the throbbing manhood inside her shot out his milky seed deep into her womb. After a few last squeezes and spurts of their burning loins the spent woman lifted herself off of her lover and rolled right next to him. The two were panting for a bit before Emmy reached up and pushed the tab to unlock the cuffs. They continued to lie in the bed and hold each other as they caught their breath. Once the two had cooled down, the scarf around the professor’s head was placed back on the nightstand and the two smiled as they gazed into each other’s eyes.
“’Did you enjoy that Hershel?” asked Emmy sweetly.
“That was certainly different, but I would not be opposed to doing that again”
“Really? That’s wonder full! I would love to do that again, but next time….I want you to cuff me”
Layton chuckled as he kissed her forehead while his arm was still wrapped around her.
“As you wish Emmy. It’s as I said, it doesn’t hurt to try something new”
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