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Sang Sur les Roses	By : Saoirse Category: +S to Z > Utena Views: 2873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Himemiya!�

�Hai, Utena-sama?�

�I�m going out for a run. I should be back before
dinner!�

�Hai Utena-sama.� Pushing her head through the hole in
her white T-shirt over a pink leotard and black Lycra shorts Utena took off
from Ohtori�s campus supported by her lighter than air Nike cross trainers,
trotting past the waist-high granite stone hedge of the Kiryuu Mansion. The
Seitokaichou�s towering home standing in the dead center of more than 50 acres
was a smooth white concrete edifice of red sloping eves, narrow chimneystacks,
and reflective black windows. The 20-foot high automated gates were steel grey
iron fashioned into graceful looping curves and artful bends. Miles of crisp
green manicured grass level, as a carpet was barren of trees, Utena could just
make out a snaking narrow white gravel footpath to the front entrance. One of
the doors opened, Utena squatted low and watched Touga carrying his briefcase
speak to his butler respectfully before departing. School business, on a
Saturday? She continued on her jog before the bastard spotted her. The park was
her initial destination but Utena had a change of heart and trekked to the
beach. She didn�t stop to absorb the pristine white sand or sleepy swells,
instead she chugged up an incline of hard-packed wet, brown sand from an
enclosure of miniature cliff faces and a thicket of huge oblique rocks nestled
in the sand caressed by the incoming tide�s placid foamy white, bubbling back
into the maritime expanse like a riff of mermaid�s laughter.

The scratchy crush of sand underfoot changed to soil and
foliage as Utena vanished into the forest, finding the deer path she slowed
down and took her time under the canopy of green, showering her were the splits
of white sunlight. Through a dozen red torii she strolled to the jinja,
cleansed her mouth and hands at the black marble fount and paid homage to the
resident deity. Behind the temple was a near invisible dirt path from the dense
grass and vegetation and from within the crotch of a tree, Utena retrieved her
white canvas knapsack. She could see the clearing and in it was a
long-forgotten sanctuary, a decrepit dojo shunned by the world, perfect for a
little stealth training. At the foot of the steps was a pair of gargoyles for
the evil sprites to vie with. Their embedded jade eyes reflected Utena in
miniature, memorizing her presence. She heard a fortuitous battle cry from
within tampered with threat and walked in.

�Am I late?� A smaller girl with sapphire-hued jet black
plaited hair paused in mid-strike dropped her bokken and bowed to Utena.

�Nah, I�m early! Ready to start?�

Utena nodded. �Hai sensei!�

* * *

�I would like you to have this.� Utena said
opening her trunk.

�What is it?� Ruka asked. She lay across her
thighs kneeling on the carpet a shirasaya. �I can�t accept this.�

�I want you to take it Ruka. I need you to protect my
father�s sword, it meant so much to him.� He demurred feeling his gut rack
up guilt.

�I don�t know much about the art you see.� Utena
sighed anticipating that response.

�I feel the same way and because I�ve only been
fencing since the beginning of high school it�s hardly appropriate for me to
display it in my room.� A gohei, a streamer of white paper quartered into a
zigzag, was a Shinto charm to detract evil and mark off reverent spiritual
locales hung from the blade�s kashira. The tsuka and saya were expertly
handcrafted from white Birchwood, unvarnished and smoother than satin. Ruka
unsheathed it and the steel blade caught the sunlight giving the blade an
inhuman luster. He placed it on the low table and dug into his briefcase.

�You may want to reconsider your offer. Here,� Ruka
scrawled something on a bit of folded paper. �This person could help you.� Taue
Rizu at 5�3�� was the girls� kendo team captain and mixed blooded. Her
dexterity in the art came from her speed and light footedness from her small
frame and was able to take out her strongest of male opponents. After her
defeat of Aoyagi Jouta Saionji imposed penalties on his team should they be
caught harassing her. Never again was a stone flung in her direction nor a
coarse word said to her. She proved herself to be a force to be reckoned with
and no longer felt odd, ashamed even of carrying her kendo gear. Taue wondered
if Jougasaki would continue that in his former captain�s vein. Utena took her
first kendo lesson in years; her father was her original instructor but didn�t
live long enough to teach her anything relevant aside from headstrikes. She
stood executing these in the East Hall�s yard, once again Anthy vanished for
the evening and the campus was dead. Dressed for the unseasonable heat in white
denim cut offs, a pink boat-necked top and white crocheted flats, Utena was
given her own shinai and bokken for practice and refused to wear the heavy
cotton grey hakama and women�s white gi at this time of night. Behind were the
mocking shrills of the cicadas in the woods and rashly she went back to the
dueling forest to see what Touga and the others got up to in there on Saturday
nights.

Utena felt secure taking her bokken with her, regardless
of her limitations with it. Was it illogical on her part? She didn�t care; the
only thing that mattered was the Seitokaichou and his rowdy crew�s weekend
activities. Where Utena entered she couldn�t tell the rose gate was missing and
all she saw was trees and the underbrush. The music was pounding from a
distance and the only sounds close was labored breathing. Utena stopped in her
tracks when she saw the outline of something ghostly white rumpled on the
ground; it was Touga�s jacket. The violent crunch and rustle of dried leaves
and grass were beyond the shrubbery and Utena saw a pair of naked bodies
writhing with virulent passion. The minty blonde woman rode Touga roughly her
head tilted heavenward grunting mightily. Utena recognized her from a photo in
a display case from the Hall of Ohtori Gakuen Alumni Honorees, Ohtori Kanae,
daughter of the chairman and Anthy�s brother�s fianc�e. Touga�s licentiousness
was boundless and her cries were becoming staccato, bouncing her breasts
twisting the nipples speeding up her lunges on Touga�s turgid cock that Utena
could make out the fine red thatch at its base. She didn�t stay for the climax
and went back to the yard to finish her headstrikes.

* * *

During her shower she locked every door and window keeping
the curtain drawn back facing the door at all times. She pulled a long T-shirt
on and collapsed into bed drawing up the top sheet over her shoulder and
turning over Utena sighed contentedly. The soft swish of the gauzy white
curtains in a breeze in tune with her breath was the only sounds until the
quiet drop of a foot on the carpet to cross legs. Utena�s eyes snapped open she
went for her side table and lightning quick Touga�s long leg kicked the drawer
shut, but he fell for the bait and beneath the sheets Utena withdrew her tanto
and held it to his throat.

�How did you get in here?�

�I�ve been here before you came in. By the way, good form
out there.� Touga smirked. Utena�s anger was stoked by his flippancy and
pressed the blade into his skin slicing a thready line of blood. He grasped her
wrist and to her surprise he was forcing her to go deeper.

�Go ahead� do it. Can you do it?� Utena�s eyes bulged and
pulled with all her strength to free herself of him. Touga didn�t shift a
centimeter on the chair. ��I never do things half-assed. I go all the way.�
Your words. Now prove it Tenjou. Go all the way� c�mon I want you to�� Her eyes
were squeezing tears she couldn�t bring herself to do it. She just wasn�t
bloodthirsty as Touga was, as they were.

�I�m� not� going� to hurt you!� He relinquished his grip,
Utena rolled under the window. �Get out of here! Get away from me!� He stared
down at her coldly picked up the tanto from the carpet and slit the T-shirt
down the front. She was naked, Touga focused on the sex, she was musking. Her
adrenaline propelled by her fear was pumping a hundred times faster than usual
and released pheromones easily swotted up by any male in the vicinity. Touga
threw the blade under the bed his ogling was intimidating enough for her
compliancy.

�All right Utena let me see�� See? See what? She was
stark naked her limbs were no longer communicating with her command-screaming
brain. �Open up,� Touga clarified. Utena was mortified. She couldn�t bring
herself to inspect her own body let alone for anyone else�s sick pleasure.

�I can�t��

�For me you will.� Touga asserted in his most paternal
tone. Utena brought her hand between her legs and parted the labia. It squished
from her burgeoning juices.

�Ahh!� She turned away praying this was another dream.

�The clitoris,� Touga flicked a finger, �lift it.� Utena
complied. Touga pushed forward for a closer inspection. The nodule sizzled
beneath her thumb. �You�re on your way to becoming just like Anthy, Utena.� He
told her. �And I�m very impressed.� Tucking his fingers under her ass he lifted
Utena by the sex and deposited her on the confines of her twin bed. �And now
for the sampling.� Utena�s muscles fused lying on her flat belly she felt her
mattress slump from Touga�s weight and heard him undress. She rolled her eyes
and saw his heavy red mane cascade down his narrow back scalloping with muscle.
�I�m glad you like what you see, because I like what I see.� Vainly Utena
flattened her hand over her sex helpless to her situation. �Kanae-san was a
lousy fuck- as I�m sure you could tell- believing I could do something about
the chairman. You haven�t met him yet, have you? Well that�s of little
consequence, but when you do we�ll have wonderful news.� What in hell was this
madman babbling about? He spooned behind her sweeping his hands over her
roseate flesh. �Yes� wonderful news�� Touga breathed. �Lay flat Utena,� he
ordered. �You shouldn�t carry all that tension within your body. It�s not
healthy.� He worked her deltoids professionally, Utena undulated timidly
feeling Touga�s cock wet from his first fluids nestling on her buttocks. He
grinned and cupped his hand about the shaft and pumped indolently. Utena felt
perturbed, she wanted to do that! Touga brushed his free hand along the curves
of her breasts enjoying his own body thoroughly he didn�t see Utena slide her
knees crooking them and raising her hips.

Her fingers applied sweet pressure on the swollen region
Utena was only able to relieve the tension to such a degree wanting to be
penetrated by heavier ammunition. Her index and middle digits probed her
insides as her thumb chafed the pearl. �Is that for me? How thoughtful Utena,�
Touga said brightly. She swayed her hips naturally knowing exactly what she
wanted done and how. Excising her hand Touga examined the evidence for
conviction and determined that drastic measures be taken. Had he performed
operations such as this on other girls? Anthy? Utena�s mind was a flustered
jumble unable to formulate the right questions. Touga sucked the juices from
her fingers growling then lapped her sex. He could not afford to break the
pattern of their drunken revelry touching her tongue with his as their lips met
sending her satisfaction soaring. Touga overlapped Utena above him thinking her
breasts and body to be even more beautiful in that particular angle of the
moonlight, firmer with a silkier sheen. Utena dropped her hips to Touga�s face
mimicking Anthy from their first night together, he grazed her soft mound with
his lips and smiled watching Utena enjoy her new toy. Caressing the insides of
his thighs Utena�s pink head dipped low gathering the column of flesh and
muscle in both slick hands and bringing it to her lips. In the same fashion as
Anthy did her glass toy Utena swept her tongue across the glans and pushed it
past her lips. She bobbed her head in time with plumping the shaft�s base
keeping him close releasing the crown and hungrily mouthed the scrotum. Touga
obliged Utena extending his pink meat along her labia and spreading it for
easier access to the clit lathing it, toying with her brewing passion drawing
out the climax as Utena ground her hips to accept his eager kisses. He laved
the sex painting it with wide brushstrokes with his tongue as Utena refilled
her mouth with his with his distended member memorizing each bulge and ridge
guiding her tongue along the shaft. Her expectations were high and knew they
were going to be fulfilled with Touga�s girth equal to that of Anthy�s toy.
Laterally it had a couple of inches on him, but it was just as well.

�This is just like that time� when I really�� Utena
fell short of breath her lungs collapsing like a house of cards and she awoke
in the lap of the one she loved. Smiling up at him he opened his fist and red
rose petals caressed her face as they fluttered to earth. Utena�s knee nudged
Touga�s cock in unison with her tongue sliding over his taut male nipple. She
pinched its mate and Touga cupped her left breast in response. Utena knelt up
clawing her pink full-bodied hair back then lowered a hand to part her bare
honey-glazed sex Touga pistoned his cock to its rosebud mouth and pushed in.
�Ki� mo� chi�� Utena moaned giving over like a thirsting man wandering the
desert stumbling on an oasis. Touga tested Utena�s desire sliding home into her
gaping, starving mouth with deep powerful thrusts. He rocked her; hands
grasping her hips on his cock Utena�s head thrown back her hands flexing on his
pectorals her channel pumped his cock. �Touga! I see it! We�re almost there!�
Her words slipped from her mouth like the blubbering of a lush. Utena sped her
thrusts Touga�s white-hot injection plugging her and wringing her from all
rational thought. �Oshiro!!!� Utena froze and drenched Touga in her juices so
that they splashed his lower body radiating her climax into him throttling his
organ until he filled her with his seed. The tension could no longer suspend
her and she folded atop Touga. �If only we could�ve died together�� She fell
into the oblivion of sleep, the undertow dragging her where she would not
awaken for hours.

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