Hotohori\'s Passion

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Hotohori’s Passion

Chapter Two


I awoke the next morning, rubbing my eyes and looking around at the strange room in which I slept. was was empty except for myself and I layed back down closing my eyes trying to remember how I had come to be here.

My eyes flew open wide as the flashback of my deed hammered into my skull. Was that really I? Did I do that? I put my hands to my face in shame then lowered them, looking around the room.

I was alone. I stood up rather quickly and my head began to spin so I sat back down on the edge of the bed. Seeing my clothing, she had folded them nice and neatly and placed them at the foot of the bed. I hurriedly dressed, not wanting to face the woman this morning should she come back. I was so ashamed of myself for giving in to my carnal desires. Never had I been like that so out of control of my own being.


I quietly crept to the door and peeked out into the hall. No one was there so I slowly made my way towards an open door. Thankfully, it opened out to the back of the building. Once outside I closed my eyes tight. The sunlight was so bright. It must have been mid day for it to shine so brutally down upon me.


I slowly opened them as my eyes got used to the brightness. That’s when I saw my advisor with his back to me. He was sitting on a crate smoking a cigarette. I quickly walked to him, grabbing him by the back of his shirt. He was startled at first and tried to resist my holding him until he realized it was I that had hold of him. He smiled at me.


“Your Highness.” He tried to bow but I held him tightly not letting go. “Should I bring the woman to the palace?” He stared at me a little frightened that I still gripped his shirt tightly.


I sighed. I don’t know what had caused me to react ioleiolent towards him. Images of myself snapping his neck coursed through my mind, the need to shut him up, to not tell a soul what I had done went.


“No. You shall not bring her. And you shall not tell anyone that I have been here. Do I make myself clear? Tell me you understand me.” I eased my grip on his shirt to make him feel less threatened. He again began to bow to me as he spoke.


“Yyy, yesss, your Highness. If that is what you like.” He bowed again as I released my grip on him.


I shook my finger at him. “Not a soul.” He stared blindly at me as he shook his head. Then I pointed off in the direction of the palace. “If anyone asks where I am, tell them I went riding.”


He bowed and headed towards the palace at a hurried pace as I stood there trying to get my bearings. I had never been anywhere near the harem chambers so I was at a loss for which direction to go. I didn’t want to walk directly towards the palace incase anyone saw me coming from this direction they might realize what I’ve done.


I walked to the other end of the building, thinking that it may lead towards the stable. Sure enough, my memory saved me, just a few yards of ground to cover and I could be within the stable walls. I glanced around, there were people milling about, but no one seemed to notice me as I walked out of the shadows towards the stable.


Once inside I went to visit my favorite stallion. She recognized me immediately even within the confines of the darkened barn. She nuzzled my neck as I patted her. What beautiful creatures they are. I stayed long enough to get the smell of the barn on myself, going so far as to step in somesh esh manure. I had to make sure anyone that saw me would think I went out riding and had just gotten back.

I quickly strode out of the barn towards the palace; smiling and waving to the few that addressed me. Had I not kept having flashbacks to my dirty deed, it would have been a glorious morning.


Entering the palace, I made my way to my chambers. Once inside I grabbed my robes and headed back out towards the bathhouse. I had to purify my spirit before I could see any of the ones that called me friend.


I cleansed my body hurriedly. I knew they would be wondering where I was and I did not want to concern them. Dressing quickly, I worked my way back to my chambers and was greeted by my advisors.


As I finished with the last of the paper work they had brought me, there was a slight knock at the door. It was Chichiri coming to tell me of the days events that were planned. I barely heard him as the thoughts of that woman ran threw my mind over and over again.


He suddenly sensed that Miaka was at the door and took his leave. Miaka, ah, beautiful Miaka. Oh how I love her. Her tears, the tears she was shedding were for me, telling me how sorry she was. I reached out and grabbed her, hugging her, taking in her wonderful scent. It was over. She would never love me like I loved her.


The realization should have pained me but for some reason, my sadness was not as great as it was the night before. We said our good-byes and she left quickly, the tears still spilling over her eyes. I closed the door and turned, going to my mirror and sitting down.


Yes, I was still beautiful but my heart ached for the woman from the night before. Did she hate me for the way I treated her? Did I imagine her coming to me willingly and calling out my name? I didn’t know what to do. I had to think but I was getting no where being confined to this room.


I decided to take a walk around the lake. Yes, some fresh air would clear my thoughts and help me to decide what to do next. I sat down on some rocks, deep in my thoughts, watching how the sunlight played off the surface of the water.


I heard women laughing and looked up. Across the lake sat the woman from the night before. And Nuriko! My heart began to pound in my chest like a drum. What was she doing with Nuriko? I quickly crawled away towards some shrub as to not be noticed by them, ripping my robe in the process. I cursed myself as I sat, hiding like a child.


What is wrong with me? I am the emperor of Konan. I should not be hiding. But I couldn’t move. My fear of what the woman was telling Nuriko coursed through my veins. It wasn’t bad enough that I was already ashamed of myself now Nuriko would know and she would tell the others. What was I going to do?


I didn’t have long to think about it. When I heard the sound of twigs snap behind me.


“Your Highness, why are you hiding in the bushes?” Nuriko was bent down, grinning down at me. I glanced around quickly, looking for the other woman. “She went back inside. You can come out, your highness.” He gave a slight laugh.


I slowly stood up, pulling my robes back into place. Nuriko reached over dislodging some leaves that had gotten stuck in my hair. He laughed at me. “Geez, you’re acting like a silly little boy.” I stared at him gawking.

How dare he? My temper was beginning to rise as he put a hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone. Houki and I became good friends when I was in the harem. We’re like sisters, she tells me everything.” He winked at me, knowing. “And since ya don’t want me cause I’m a guy, well I’m really glad ya found her.”


I shook my head. I found that I was speechless. I stared at Nuriko, I’m sure my face held no expression. My mind went back to me violating that woman. How could Nuriko treat me still with such respect?


“She didn’t tell you everything.” I found my voice but averted my eyes from him. My eyes shot up to meet his as I heard his laughter.


“Hmm, no she didn’t give me all the details. Would you like to fill me in?” He began to laugh as he patted my back. “Let’s just say, she said you are wonderful and leave it at that.” He began to laugh again as he strolled towards the palace.


I sat down with a thump on the ground, looking across the lake to where Nuriko and the woman were sitting. “Houki.” Her name rolled off my lips and sounded like thunder in my ears. She wasn’t angry and she didn’t tell Nuriko of the horrors I caused her. Thank you Suzaku.


I stood up, never taking my eyes from the bank of the lake where she was sitting. Then I turned, a smiling gracing my lips as I walked back towards the palace.


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Later that evening, when everyone retired for the night I made my way to the harem quarters. uietuietly slipped in the back door, the same door I snuck out in the morning and made my way towards Houki’s room.


I quietly opened the door and let myself in. She was sleeping. I silently slipped off my robe and unbuttoned my shirt halfway so I would be comfortable. Then I softly climbed into the bed next to her. I tried my hardest not to disrupt her sleep but the pressure of my body on the bed made it sag. She rolled over, never waking up but reached out to me as if in a dream.


I smiled as I wrapped my arm around her waist and she pressed her face to my chest, sighing. The warmth of her breath against my bare skin filled me with warmth. It felt so good to be loved. To be embraced by a woman who could forgive my evil deed and still lovingly reach out in her sleep to caress my aching soul.


I awoke early the next day and silently crept out of the room. I did this for many nights, never wanting to disturb her, never wanting to touch her without permission. I was happy just to be there, sharing her bed and her warmth. I began to leave presents. A hair clip, sweets, flowers. Anything I could think of to show her my affection. She in turn started going to bed naked as if asking for my attentions. But I could never take her.


I never went to her when she was awake. I was still too ashamed of myself to face her or speak to her. Than one night, I silently crept into her bed to find nothing but covers bunched up beneath the sheet.

My heart froze in fear. The first thing I thought was that she had run away. When I jumped up from the bed, I heard a giggle come from the darkness. Then she stepped she out of the shadows.


She stood before me. Her beautiful hair hung about her shoulders covering her body to her waist but I could see she was naked. Her long slender legs glistened in the moonlight that shown in the window. As she got closer, she reached up pushing her hair back from one side to expose the flesh below.


My breath escaped in a gasp. My body immediately coming alive with the sight of her exposed breast. All the blood drained from body to my manhood in a matter of seconds. She slowly made her way towards me. A seductive smile playing on her lips. Oh, how I dreamt of her coming to me like this.


She reached out a hand and ran it down my chest where I had undone the buttons. Her nails sending spasms throughout my body. I closed my eyes. When I opened them again she was standing so close, I could feel her breath against my own lips. Looking at them, they were ripe with the passion she was causing in my own body.


I reached my hands up cupping her face as I brought my lips upon hers. She let out a small gasp as I dipped my tongue into her mouth and we began the slow teasing of each other.


She wanted me. She pressed her body close to mine and began a swaying motion that made me want to take her right then and there. But I had to keep my composure. I didn’t want to repeat the brutal act that I performed the first time I had her. Oh she felt so good.


She broke the kiss, never speaking. Then she led me to the bed and pushed me down. My eyes were wide in shock as she slowly undid the rest of the buttons on my shirt and pulled it open exposing my flesh to the cool night air.


I pressed my head back into the pillow and closed my eyes as she began a tantalizing quest over my skin. When I opened my eyes again, she was kneeling between my legs. My manhood straining against the fabric of my pants as she let her hands run over it ever so slowly. I groaned and tried to reach for her but she pushed my hands away as she slowly untied the string at my waist and gently released my throbbing member from its confines.


I couldn’t believe she was actually doing this and I reached out to her. She giggled a mischievous sound as her tongue began to dance upon my chest again. She began to slowly move her hips, temptingly rubbing her mound upon my shaft. I groaned as I reached for her hips but she refused to let me.

She sat back on her heals and grabbed my hands. Giving a laugh, she pushed them over my head as she took my lips with hers. The situation was so provocative I thought I would just explode right then. But she wouldn’t have that. She released my hands and my lips as she slowly worked her way down my chest against, suckling every bit of skin that she came in contact with.

We were panting hard and I wanted to be in her so bad. I reached up grabbing her by the hair and pulling her towards me to kiss her again. I slid my hands down to her hips as I bucked up meeting her moistness with hrobhrobbing shaft.


She glided onto me easily, her breath escaping her mouth as she pushed away, straddling me, rocking on my throbbing member. She placed her hands on my stomach and began to rise up only to slowly come down on me again and again.


I felt her muscles began to contract and I rolled with her clinging to my shoulders. Then I pounded into her over and over again until I felt her orgasm coming to a peak. I plunged in one last time dumping my seed into her.


I looked down at her, we were covered in sweat. She smiled at me through hooded eyes as she whispered my name. “Hotohori.” I froze. The sound of her voice so sweet in my ears. I felt myself becoming aroused once again. And she giggled as she leaned her head up and nipped at my chest.


I don’t know how many times we made love that night. I think we both lost count but it was better than I had ever dreamed possible. I was so happy and by the look on her face, I could tell she was happy too.

Our love affair went unnoticed. No one seemed to wonder where I went at night. Sometimes we would take long walks around the lake. We found a secluded place that became our favorite spot to make love so long as the weather was nice to us. We got married when we discovered she was pregnant and our romps by the lake stopped due to my advisors following us around. But oh what she did to my senses when we were alone in our bed chamber…

The End.