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Abstinence Education

by Madame Manga
Part Eighteen

�So what is it about going all the way that you think would be bad? I mean�besides the baby part.�
Manji�s freshly filled pipe slipped out of his fingers and fell to his lap. Rin looked at him in some surprise; Manji had a swordsman�s dexterity and she couldn�t remember ever seeing him accidentally drop something.
With a quick motion Manji scooped up the pipe and replaced the spilled pinch of tobacco in the tiny bowl. �Ain�t that enough?� Turning away from her, he slid up the paper shade and lit his pipe from the lantern. �Shit, that�s all I need�a passel of snotty brats biting my ankles!�
�Of course it�s enough!� Rin�s face heated in embarrassment and she busied herself with clearing up the remains of their dinner. Soft rain pattered the shingles over their heads.
�Dang, I don�t have too many smokes left.� He tucked away his slender tobacco pouch and looked over his shoulder. �Finished already? Isn�t there anything else to eat?�
Rin sat back on her heels. �Yes, we have some sweet potatoes. Are you still hungry?�
�None of those grilled fish left? I thought I made a pretty big catch.�
�You did. But that was yesterday, and you�ve been eating a lot, big brother!� Rin wrapped a pile of well-cleaned fish skeletons in the leaves they had used for plates.
�You kept giving �em to me.� Manji made a grimace. �Why didn�t you warn me to save a few for later?�
�Would that have stopped you?� Rin smiled at him and rolled her eyes. Considering his exertions over the past two days, no wonder he had been hungry. �How long did you expect them to keep without spoiling, anyway? It�s a little chilly, but it�s not like it�s winter yet.�
�Eh.� Manji muttered to himself for a few moments and chewed on the stem of his pipe. �Guess I�ll have to get up early. Or I could go out now, but I never have any luck after sunset.� His gaze fell on the untidy pile of straw. �Maybe it�ll still be raining in the morning��
�Do fish bite best in the rain?�
�Hah?� He turned his head. �Uh, yeah, a lot of the time they do.�
�Then you ought to have tried while it was still light out.� Rin shook her head and collected a few stray bones from the mats. She wondered not for the first time if the kessen-chu had anything to do with Manji�s tireless sexual vigor, though his interest in her body seemed to increase hourly rather than return to a fixed level. Lacking a basis for comparison, she thought it possible that any man of reasonable youth and virility closeted with a willing new partner would have been just as indefatigable. �Did you really plan for us to end up spending the entire day in bed again? I thought after yesterday that you would have had enough of that for a while.�
�Enough? Hell no, woman.� Creases deepened on his forehead. �You telling me to lay off you?�
Rin dipped her head to hide her pleasure at the implied compliment. �No...I didn�t say that.�
�OK, then.� His expression lightened and he beckoned her over with a jerk of his chin. �Come keep me company. You�re too pretty to go wanderin� off on your own.�
�Just a moment�you haven�t given me a chance to do any housework since we woke up!� She picked up a twig broom and swept the bare dirt sections of the floor. �Would you fix the mattress, please? It�s spread all over.�
�Sure thing.� Manji chuckled, got up on his haunches and pushed the disarrayed bedding back into a compact mound. �Can�t imagine how it got that way�heh, heh.�
Rin blushed again. �The roof�s leaking some more. Would you?�
�Yeah, sure.� He turned a box over and stood on it to look for cracks between the shingles.
Rin searched the corners of the hut with her broom, trying to think of a subtle approach to the question she had just tried to raise. Although she believed herself open to almost any experience, she had spooked Manji more than once with her na�ve boldness. Probably no prudent woman dropped unvarnished sexual proposals; she let a man think it had been his idea and pretended to be surprised when he made advances. Rin smiled at what seemed like a revelation of secret feminine wisdom.
She stole a glance at Manji; he had stuck a handful of straw in his sash and was methodically caulking leaks. Upraised, his arms were half-bared with his sleeves fallen back to his elbows. Rin felt a stir in her belly. Manji�s looks weren�t exactly refined, but his body fascinated her in its coordinated strength and spare lines. Knowing his flesh as intimately as she did now added greater dimensions to her original dreams of provoking his masculine interest. So far nothing had daunted her about sex other than the prospect of pregnancy. She wanted her yojimbo to see her as an adult and a woman, not as a girl he still had to shelter. She longed to test the utmost capacity of her courage and her ability to please him.
Her cheeks warmed. If a softer emotion seemed to lurk behind her determination to give him as much as he would accept, she would have to suppress every sign. Any suspicion on Manji�s part that she still harbored tender feelings towards him would surely bring down the entire arrangement with a crash. It wasn�t romance she wanted, Rin reasoned; it was only a rite of passage.
�Um�Manji�?�
�Hnn?�
�It was just a feeling I had�but I wondered about some of what you said the morning we woke up together�the first morning.�
Manji�s hand checked in mid-motion and the clump of straw he had been holding scattered to the floor. Rin paused in her sweeping and waited for him to volunteer something, but he grabbed another clump from his sash and returned his focus to his work. �Remember? You thought you had broken your promise, and you told me��
�Forget that.� He stuffed straw into cracks with a bit of split shingle. �I hadn�t done it, so it doesn�t matter a damn.�
�No, but you believed you had, and you seemed to think that created an obligation you couldn�t refuse.�
Manji swatted roof drips away from the bridge of his nose and didn�t reply.
Rin sighed to herself and pressed her cheek to the handle of her broom, remembering the way he had looked when he had vowed he would try to make her happy. �It�s not that I don�t appreciate you saying that you would be responsible for whatever happened, and I guess you said it because you�re my bodyguard and you want to be sure I�ll be taken care of�in every way. So�th-thank you, Manji.� Her lips trembled, so she pulled them inwards.
He grunted and twitched one shoulder.
She wiped away a wistful sniffle and began sweeping briskly; reading too much into gestures he had made only from a sense of duty was no way to project clear-eyed maturity. �But I want us to talk these things over and be totally plain about what each of us is thinking and not make assumptions. When people have discussions often enough, they can�t possibly get the wrong impression or miss important things, can they?�
�Sure�whatever.�
Rin was positive he was only half listening at best, but she was determined not to be discouraged. �So�um, I thought I should tell you something.�
He made a long-suffering sigh. �Then I guess you�re gonna do it.�
�Well�uh�if I was going to be married to a respectable man someday, of course I would need to be very careful about my, um, chastity. But even though I made all that noise about going home and re-establishing myself in society, I know that�s not ever going to be possible.�
�Huh?�
�I think I was only trying to make it sound better to you when I meant to leave.� Rin tried to laugh and finished sweeping up bits of straw. �Frankly, Manji, I don�t have a reputation to lose!�
Manji lost hold of the bit of shingle; it ricocheted off the box at his feet and bounced into a corner of the hut. �What the fuck?� He got down with a loud thump.
�Without my parents to watch over me for the last two years, how could anyone consider me a respectable girl any more? I�ve been living and traveling with you for a long time, anyway. Even though nothing happened until two weeks ago and I�m still a virgin�sort of�that�s trivial now.� She dropped her head and took a deep breath. �No one would believe you�ve treated me like a sister. People have been making assumptions ever since the first night I slept here.�
When she glanced up, Manji regarded her with an intent and narrowed eye. �And that adds up to�what?�
�I never would have made any demands on you. I just wanted you to know that.�
�Demands?�
�If we really had done it and if you had asked me if I wanted you to be my�well, my danna�I would have said no, it wasn�t necessary. Not if you meant it as compensation, because obviously that would be way too big a sacrifice for you. I guess if I turned up pregnant, I wouldn�t have had a choice! But as long as I did have a choice��
�You would have said no?� His brows creased.
�Manji, I�m trying to say I don�t think the same way I did two weeks ago. I was being very childish and I had a lot of silly illusions. Those are completely gone!� She flicked the sweepings outdoors with the broom.
�Oh�no shit.�
�I thought you realized that, big brother. Why else would you have decided it was all right to teach me and let yourself enjoy it?�
An odd ironic tone flattened his voice. �Yeah, why else?� He squatted on the mat and re-lit his pipe.
�I�m learning to view things more like a man does, you see. I don�t want to be weak or think like a sentimental girl. That almost got me in some of the worst trouble I�ve been in! I need to treat sex the way you do.�
�The way I do?� Manji made a deeply skeptical face and scratched his head.
�Well, maybe I shouldn�t let it make me take risks I wouldn�t have otherwise�but you treat it like pleasure instead of promises and you don�t load it down with complications. No illusions and no expectations!� Rin put the broom away and wiped her hands. �Why don�t more people learn that lesson? Sex seems so simple when you think about it like that.�
�Yeah, sure�plain as black and white.� Puffs of smoke issued from Manji�s pipe in time with his dry chuckle.
�Big brother�you sound like you think this is a joke!� Rin knelt in front of him and peered earnestly into his face. �Haven�t I shown you that I can do all sorts of things in pillowing and not imagine any of them is a big deal? I know you don�t want to keep this up forever, because that�s not the point. When you�ve finished teaching me, then we can stop no matter what we might have done together. I promise I won�t get upset at all. I�m serious!�
He finished his pipe in several long draws before he spoke again; after looking around for the cracked saucer, he tapped out his ashes precisely in the center of the dish. �I guess you are, little sister.�
�And�?�
He smiled with unambiguous irony and shook his head. �We�ll find that out when the time comes.�
�I thought you�d be proud of me!� She chewed her lips in frustration. �Manji, there�s something else I should tell you.�
�Eh?�
�About one of the things that Hyakurin said to me that night we spent at the Mugai-ryu�s bathhouse.�
�Hyakurin.� He made a half-contemptuous grunt and turned to put his pipe away.
�She was one of the people who thought we must be together. I told her we weren�t, and she said that was good, because if I fell for a man like you�it would only cause me pain.�
Manji�s fist closed on his pipe in a sudden convulsive movement and he cut his palm on the small sharp blade under the bowl. �Ow!�
Rin flinched in startlement. He showed his teeth, looked at the blood pooling in his hand and closed his lips.
�Oh, Manji! Gosh, you�re awfully clumsy this evening!� She reached for a cloth and tried to take his hand, but he shook off the blood as if from the tip of a sword and folded his arms inside his kosode. �If I didn�t know better, I�d think you�d been drinking up the rest of that keg of sak� you bought.�
�Haven�t touched a drop, girl. It only gets me into trouble.�
�Well�uh�but doesn�t that reassure you? I guess I didn�t know what Hyakurin meant then, but I do now.� She smiled and tilted her head. �And I�ve taken it to heart, really. Of course I�ll always be grateful for how you�ve helped me, big brother, and I�ve told you how much I care about you. But to be honest, I don�t think I could stand having you as my danna!�
Manji flushed across the cheekbones. �What?�
�Well, gosh, you�re not exactly romantic!� She giggled at his obvious discomfiture. �And you�re so rough you bruise me, and you tease me like a little sister, and as far as I can tell you�re totally insatiable in pillowing. And you said you were taking it easy on me!� Manji suddenly got up and moved to the door. �If I was your woman�if you could treat me any way you felt like�you�d probably be ten times worse!�
He turned and shot a look at her, one hand gripping the edge of the doorway. Though his lips looked taut and he was frowning, he didn�t seem precisely angry. �Worse, huh?�
Rin covered her mouth and laughed. �Oh, you don�t think you could be any worse? Maybe you�re right�you�re pretty awful already!�
Manji stared at her a moment longer, then smiled faintly and tilted his head back. �Yeah, I�m just about intolerable.�
�See, if I was all mushy on you, I could never tell you that. I�d say you were wonderful, even if you weren�t! And I�d be cuddling up to you all the time and fussing with your clothes and nagging you for compliments, and worrying when you were gone and telling you to get a haircut and not to drink too much or be with other women. You�d hate that!�
The distant, abstracted look on Manji�s face didn�t tell her much. �Oh, you know just what it�d be like, huh? Got me in the bag already?� He spoke softly, but with an undertone that prickled at the back of her neck.
�Manji? Um�I�m sorry, I didn�t mean to insult you. I thought I was just telling the truth��
�Naw, sounds about right. Guess I need reminding.� He gave her a half-smile and pushed the blanket aside. �Weather�s changing.� A gust swirled through the door and lifted the edge of a mat. Another chill ran over Rin�s scalp and made her hunch her shoulders. �Rain might not last too much longer�but it�s gonna be windy tonight.�
�That�s OK�you can keep me warm.�
Manji turned his head halfway, showing his blind eye. �If you want me to.�
�Of course I do�why wouldn�t I?� She rose and came to him.
�Dunno.� He looked away again. �Maybe I�m too damn rough. Bruises and all that.�
�Gosh, that�s no worse than sword training! Well�it�s much nicer in some ways.� Rin laid her cheek against Manji�s shoulder. �And I guess I am learning a lot, because I certainly feel more confident now. Do you think I�ve gotten the basic idea?�
Manji grunted and stared out at the dark gray sky.
�You can tell me�be honest. Not that you wouldn�t be anyway!�
He raised his arm and rubbed his neck, dislodging her. �Yeah, I�d say you�re getting the idea. At least�about the parts you need to know.�
�Oh, good. But does that mean there are some parts you haven�t been telling me about?�
He didn�t immediately reply, but drew a slow harsh breath and let it go.
�Manji�I did say something to offend you, didn�t I?�
�Woman�� He showed his teeth again and Rin jumped.
�Wh-what?�
�Woman�shut up.� Manji turned, seized her chin in one hand and kissed her so hard the joints of her jaw popped. His other arm lashed around her waist. She couldn�t move; his muscles felt like binding ropes and his mouth persuaded her with far more emphasis than necessary. Though Manji�s ferocity took her breath away, the last thing she wanted was to refuse him.
He pulled Rin over to the bed, deposited her on it and dropped to his knees beside her. Not waiting for a response, he shoved her clothing into a bundle at her waist. With quick yanks he untied his obi and loincloth. He grabbed her knees, parted them and pushed back on her thighs to elevate her pelvis.
Then he paused, slid his hands down to her ankles and caressed the insteps of her bare feet with his thumbs while he stared at her nakedness in the lamplight. The passion seething on his face fascinated Rin; she had not seen this reckless quality in him since the day he had ambushed her in the woods. But she had little time to speculate on how she had struck such a nerve, for Manji crouched over and put his mouth between her legs and the only thing she could remember how to do was cry out his name.
Maybe a woman�s body was the sole relief for his kind of hunger. At first he licked her in long ravenous strokes, scooping his tongue around her soft prominences as if to gather all the flavor of her into his mouth. Then he lodged his nose at the top of her cleft and pushed his stiffened tongue-tip as deep as it would go into her bobo. While he penetrated her and rubbed his face into her most sensitive spots he used his fingers to stroke the opening of her bottom, making her writhe and heave. He kept firm hold of one ankle and pressed her leg up and back until it hit her chest. With the juices and saliva that trickled down her cleft, he moistened his hand and worked the wetness deeper in slow circles that sent her into helpless dizzy moans.
Just as Manji�s slick fingertip began to ease into the tight closure, Rin seized him by the ears and let out a long ululating scream. He didn�t wait for her to recover, but lunged upwards and slammed his body between her legs. His naked groin ground against hers. The hot shaft of his henoko slid up along her cleft and into her dampened hair; the weeping head dug a slippery groove into her stomach. He grabbed her hips; Rin moaned and arched against him. Manji kissed her neck and shoulder, bit her ear, ran his tongue across her cheek and plunged it into her mouth.
With trembling arms she circled his sweating torso under his clothing. Impossible to think, to wonder what he meant to show her now. She wasn�t going to ask; there was no patience in him to explain or answer. There was only his body and hers like the convergence of two swift rivers, their united forces mounting each other in waves until all bounds overflowed. Like the first kiss he had given her at her request: a challenge that turned on the challengers�
Manji�s body made a sudden heave and the head of his organ sprang out and down to lodge against the slick swollen flesh of her aroused woman�s parts. Right in front of her eyes his throat contracted as he swallowed hard; his jaw quivered.
�Rin,� he whispered near her ear. �Oh fuck, Rin��
He seemed to want to tell her much more, make some sharp and ultimate reply to all her chatter: or to let his body say it for him without any further exchange of words. All of her body�s openings seemed to contract and tense�his desire felt palpable, like a weapon poised to strike. Surely she hadn�t told him by implication that he could take whatever he wanted?
Maybe she had. Rin clamped her lower lip in her teeth, squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head to the side. Manji�s loud and shaky breaths blasted in her face, but he was already pulling back. With an obvious effort he shifted one leg over hers and muffled his rampant henoko against her thigh.
Then he rose up on his hands, kissed the base of her throat and burrowed his face into her chest. Hot breaths penetrated the thin silk of her inner robe. She helped him untie and unwrap and present her flesh to him. Manji scattered bites and nibbles over her breasts; Rin dug her short fingernails into his scalp and yelped. He almost seemed to be doing this to cool off a little�his body lifted from hers and his breathing gradually slowed. Then he urged her to lie on her side with her thighs together and got in position facing her. This was a familiar act, though she could not recall Manji trembling like this; he hastily moistened his erection with saliva and slipped it into the niche just below her bobo. He embraced her, put a knee on top of hers and drove between her legs.
Though he had grumbled about her lack of padding the first time they tried this, Manji never seemed to let that stop him from doing it again. With a hand braced to her bottom, he pumped his hips against her and pushed his stiff henoko back and forth in the enclosure of her inner thighs. His movements stroked her sensitive parts with tantalizing pressure, but what Rin savored most in this position was the suggestion that he was in some way possessing her. She held him tightly and rippled her body against his. Manji�s muscles knotted and flexed, his breathing gusting in time with his thrusts. Their bare stomachs sealed together with sweat; he moaned and thrust faster. Maybe to him this felt a little like the real act? She hoped so.
Rin shut her eyes and pressed her ear to Manji�s chest. The rapidity of his heartbeat implied that he would go there soon, but she didn�t want this to stop. Disorienting emotion surfaced in her with every movement and she clung to him to keep afloat. Eyes still shut, she sought out Manji�s face and mouth and kissed him. He accepted her caresses and returned them, drinking in her exploring tongue and sliding his open lips over hers until the kiss and the rolling surge of their bodies seemed to fuse them into one flow of breath and wetness and human heat. How could they have constrained the unrestrainable into a schedule of lessons, an inventory of limitations? How could she have told him he had no place in her dreams?
A hoarse cry escaped from Manji�s throat and Rin�s eyes opened to watch him. His face crumpled into painful ecstasy and he departed from her for a few moments; perhaps it was because she saw him from such a distance that she seemed to take in all of him at once. She felt his henoko pulse against her woman�s parts; his warm seed streaked her thighs. Manji slumped over her with an expiring groan.
It was a long time before she wanted to move again. In silence she stroked his rough hair and cradled his head between her breasts. He breathed peacefully, serene now but fully awake; she saw the movement of his eye flicker over the walls and rafters. Finally he cupped one breast in his hand and kissed it, pressing it to his lips.
�Big brother�um�what are you thinking?�
He gave a weary chuckle. �Thought you told me that already.�
�Yes��
�Don�t seem like it ought to be me in bed with you. It ought to be some other guy. But here I am�� He kissed her breast again.
�Some other man? Like who?�
�I dunno�your husband, anyway.� He moved a little to the side and glanced up at her. �Look, Rin�if you think there�s no chance you�ll get married just because you�ve been hanging out with me, you�re wrong. Maybe he won�t be a rich daimyo�s son or anything, but��
�A daimyo�s son? Don�t be silly!� She giggled and rolled her eyes. �Marrying the daughter of a dojo master?�
�Joke...joke.� Manji gave her a taut smile. �Anyway�not a guy like me.�
�Well�if my parents had arranged my marriage, it would probably have been another sword school instructor like Father. Or they could have adopted one of his students into the family to marry me and inherit our name and the Mutenichi-ryu.�
�Yeah, you�d need a man to run the place.� He laughed suddenly.
�Hmm?�
�Occurs to me�kind of out of the blue�that if Anotsu Kagehisa had wanted to do things peacefully and still settle his grand-dad�s beef with your Mutenichi-ryu�he should�ve sent a matchmaker to your daddy and opened negotiations.�
�WHAT? Me�marry HIM?� She scrambled to a sitting position and gaped at Manji.
�Assuming he hadn�t gone on any killing sprees yet, naturally.� Manji propped himself on his elbows and quirked a brow at her. �But that would�ve settled it just fine, see? Old Anotsu should have had the headship of the school if justice had been done, and you�re the only heir to the damn thing. So there you go.� He rolled over and lay back with his hands under his head.
�Wh-wh-what�?� Rin sputtered and stammered. But she realized Manji was correct; a marriage between her and the man who had become her worst enemy could have been a solution to a longstanding feud. If her father was agreeable to the match, that was: now an unanswerable question. Anotsu�s family had been disgraced when his grandfather was expelled from the Mutenichi-ryu, but Asano Takayoshi might have welcomed the opportunity to heal a festering injury. And then her parents would still be alive�
Rin gulped and suppressed a sob.
She thought she could have suffered almost anything to save her family, even Anotsu Kagehisa�s name and bed, but still she shivered. To be married to that cold, fanatical young man? Just because he had legitimately claimed the Mutenichi-ryu didn�t mean he would have given up his quest to bring all the sword schools under his banner. He was on a crusade, and a wife would be little part of that. She might have become another sad young woman like the one Anotsu had actually married: Hisoka, whom she had glimpsed at the mountain dojo.
And in that case she would never have met Manji. Slowly her gaze returned to him; he lay bare-chested on the straw, his hair shadowing his ruined eye.
�What made you think of that? It�s too weird.�
�Aw�well, at least you�d have a good-looking husband�huh?� Manji glanced at her sideways with a slight grin.
Rin jumped. �Eww! Good-looking?� She stopped and considered. �Well�uh�I suppose some girls might think��
�He kinda looked like shit when I saw him, but he must be something else when he�s healthy.� He gave her a knowing look. �I don�t think our Makie-san would have gone for him if he was just a weedy guy with long hair.�
�Makie�? Oh�yes.� Rin had noticed the swordswoman�s tender care of the ill and wounded Anotsu after she had gracefully slaughtered his pursuers to a man. �I guess she must be fond of him.�
�Probably a little more than fond, kiddo.� Manji scooped an arm around her and pulled her over to recline on his shoulder. �If I know the signs.�
�Really?� She wanted to ask what signs he meant, but she couldn�t see his face; he kept her head pressed to his chest and reached to place her hand on his stomach.
�So�you�d have turned Anotsu down?�
�If my father had told me I should consent for the sake of the family? Of course not, Manji�I�m samurai. I know my duty.�
He ruffled her hair. �Yeah. But even a guy like him might enjoy having a gal like you to come home to.�
Rin grumbled and dug her nose into Manji�s neck. �Why? I�d just be some kid he had to marry even though there was a beautiful woman in love with him. And he�d run off to do his fighting and stuff whenever he wanted, and I�d be sitting alone.�
�Mmm�before the wedding he might think like that.� He rested his chin on the top of her skull. �Maybe he�d find himself stickin� around the house a little more than he ever figured he would.�
�What are you talking about, big brother?� She impatiently jerked her head to free a strand of her hair from under Manji�s arm. He reached up to help her. Rin settled down with her cheek on his chest and took a deep contented breath. �There, I�m comfy now.�
��Glad to hear it, little sister.� He spoke with self-mocking tenderness and dropped a light kiss on her hair. �So stay right where you are, and go to sleep.�
Rin yawned. �G�night, Manji.� Exhausted from their day of bed-sport, she was already half dozing. �Sweet dreams��
She felt his soft chuckle under her ear. �Oh�damn sweet.�

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