Cinnamon and Jasmine - Freestyle Love Affair

CINNAMON AND JASMINE - FREESTYLE LOVE AFFAIR

CHAPTER TWO

DAY ONE

\"Where the fuck have you been?\" Mugen tried not to sound too concerned.

\"Walking...\" Jin slowly entered the room, not making a sound.

It was late morning and the tanned one had sat up almost all night, worrying and cursing. He would die before he\'d ever admit that though.

\"All night?!\"

Jin looked up at him showing no emotion, exhausted.
\"Yes...\"

The pale form in blue made it\'s way to an unused futon, almost collapsing onto it. Back to the angry swordsman.

\"And I guess now you\'re going to sleep all day?\" Frustration was building.
//You have no idea how worried I was when you didn\'t come back, asshole!!//

Jin gave no response.

\"You son of a bitch, answer me!\" Mugen stormed over to face the other man, only to be met with a slightly worried sleeping gaze. \"Wake up Jin!\" He shook him roughly.

\"Not now...\"

\"Yes now. Just because you\'re mad at me doesn\'t mean you can run the fuck off and leave Fu.\"

The ronin took a deep breath, exhaling in an annoyed growl.
\"I\'m not leaving Fu, Mugen. I\'m not leaving you. I just wanted to be alone, and now I want to sleep.\" His eyes remained closed.

\"But you are mad at me?\"

\"Please stop this!\" Jin sat up suddenly, his voice sounded near tears. Mugen blinked a little in shock. \"I can\'t take it...If you want to have sex, then fine, fuck me. But I\'m very tired and do not feel like pointless arguing.\"

\"Thought you weren\'t going to be uke anymore?\"

\"I\'ll do anything to make you leave me alone right now...\" He sighed, rubbing his brow rhythmically.

\"Eh, I\'ll take what I can get...\" Mugen smiled suddenly.
//It\'s about damn time, he deserves a little disciplinary action for making me worry.//
Guilt panged for a second in his stomach, but he chased it away quickly. He was not a bottom and wanted to keep it that way.

\"I\'ll just lay here.\" Jin spoke in a shallow voice without feeling, laying back. Keeping his eyes vacantly looking at the wall.
//How can he say he loves me and do this?//
The feeling of laying back caused a wave of sleepiness to wash over the ronin. It became a struggle to keep his eyes focused and open.

\"If you want.\" The Ryu-kyuian began to untie his shorts, leaning into a better position.

Jin was barely aware of the fact his hakama had been untied and pulled down some. The only thing that registered was when Mugen lifted his leg up, it jolted him from his balance of awake and sleep.

\"You\'re gonna stay awake for this, right?\" Mugen raised a spliced brow.

\"Mmmhm..\"

The cinnamon one wasn\'t sure what the answer was; but continued on and entered the ronin without preparation, a low hiss escaping his mouth. Mugen sighed closing his eyes, he had missed this feeling too long.

He began at a somewhat quick pace, the need of last night as inspiration. Jin made a few soft whimpers, but became very quiet. Mugen noticed he slid in deeper without any resistance.

\"Oi, you awake?\" He forced himself to pause.

There was no response.

//Damn baka fell asleep on me?!//
Another feeling too much like guilt began to form, but a few thrusts into the sleeping form took that away.
//To hell with it...//

- - - - -

DAY TWO

A bright ray of sunlight awoke the ronin, it happened to fall right upon his pale eyelids. Immediately a dull ache radiated around his hips.
//What did we do last night? I gave in again didn\'t I?//
The feeling of a warm body pressed against his back answered him.
//Weak...Pathetic and weak...//

Jin tried to detangle himself from the legs locked around him to no avail.

\"Stay put.\"

The grumbly voice startled him a bit. \"You\'re awake?\"

\"No. Go back to sleep.\"

Jin smiled a little.
//So bossy and determined.//
\"Did I fall asleep last night...in the middle?\"

\"Try the damn beginning. You said I could, I wasn\'t gonna stop.\"
//You almost did.//

\"Mugen...Do you really think I\'m submissive? Do I give off that aura?\"

The seriousness of his voice alarmed the Ryu-kyuian.
\"No, hell no. You got that whole quiet-mysterious-bad-ass vibe going for ya.\"

\"Oh...\" Jin\'s form relaxed a little and no longer tired to leave, but remained tense. He closed his eyes sighing.

\"Does this whole uke thing really bother you that much?\" Mugen sat up, looking down at the ronin.

\"Yes.\" He did not move from his position.

The tan one growled in annoyance. \"Well, however much it bothers you, it bothers me ten times that.\"

\"What do you mean?\" Jin rolled to his back to face him.

\"It worries me because I don\'t want to do it, and also because you don\'t want to do it. So for me to make love to the most beautiful thing I\'ve ever known, I have to be guilty because you don\'t like it.\"

Now it was Jin\'s turn to feel guilty. \"I never said I didn\'t like it. You made it enjoyable...Don\'t you trust me to give you the same pleasure?\"

//Trust thing huh?//
\"Yes, it\'s just...\"

\"It\'s just what?\"

\"Let\'s drop it okay?\" Mugen turned his gaze to the door.

\"No. You don\'t have to be afraid...\"

\"Fuck you, I\'m not afraid of anything, bitch!\"

Jin only stared concerned at the swordsman\'s angry gaze.

\"I\'m sorry...You\'re not a bitch...\" Mugen looked away again.

\"I\'m not so sure anymore.\" Jin looked away this time.

For what felt like hours the two remained, side by side, staring in different directions.

\"I love you Mugen...\" Jin broke the silence.

\"You know I love you too...\"

More silence.

\"How about we just use our mouths?\"

Jin frowned at the comment. \"Why not just buy whores then?\"

\"Look, if you had a problem with this why not say something earlier?\"

The pale one looked up at the ceiling vacantly. \"I don\'t know...\"
//I didn\'t want to lose you.//

\"All right damnit, I am afraid...You should have been too, it hurts...\"

\"Only at first, and yes I was scared. Each time we\'re together I am.\"

\"Why?\"
//He is?//

\"Because my mind tells me not to allow it. Yet I know if I do something wrong, I cannot live without you.\"

Mugen stared in shock for a while, trying to absorb all the meaning of the words like soba in hot broth.
\"What could you ever do wrong?\" The cinnamon one crawled down to lay beside the ronin.

\"Cause ripples in the pond.\"

\"Say what?\"

\"If I make trouble between us like I did last night, you\'ll get tired of it and move on...Like the wind. Who would bother this much with someone like me anyway?\" He closed his eyes tight.

\"Hold up, first off you\'re one sexy piece of samurai ass, I\'d bother for the rest of my life for you. Second, you didn\'t cause trouble. You said what the hell was on your mind, that\'s all.\"
//And I acted like an ass.//

\"You\'ll never agree to do it, so I\'ve decided something...If being an uke for the rest of my life is what it takes, then I will do that to be with you. I love you more than my pride.\"

\"Jin...\" Mugen lay his head, somewhat timidly, on the ronin\'s chest.

Pale features were shocked, he had never done anything like that before.

\"You don\'t have to give up your pride to be with me. That\'s one of the things I love about ya. You\'re always so damn serious and refined...\"

\"Then why is it an insult to your pride for me to take you? Is it the actual fact, or is it just me?\"

\"You need to shut the hell up with that shit.\" Mugen removed his head, laying on his back next to him. \"If anything I\'m the one not good enough to take you. It\'s the actual fact...I don\'t trust people like that...\"

\"You trust me don\'t you?\" The two were both staring holes into the plain ceiling.

\"I know you\'d never do anything...I trust you. I don\'t trust something being stuck in me though, no matter who it\'s attached to. No offense.\"

\"I could just get you drunk...\" Jin sighed.

\"What?\"
//That\'s not like him...//

\"I\'m joking, relax.\"

\"You joking is enough to freak anyone out...\" Mugen sighed turning to face Jin again. \"Please don\'t hate me?\"

Jin looked into the usually wild eyes and saw a hint of fear. The thought of the ronin leaving must really frighten him deep inside. Deciding to take the incentive, Jin leaned in and captured the rough lips.

The two lay, slightly embracing, kissing lazily. It seemed this was one thing they both agreed on.

//Do I have what it takes to tame him?//
The ronin thought, running a pale hand through unruly locks.

//Can I let him take control?//
Mugen moaned slightly as Jin began sucking his tongue.

As the swordsman lay deep in thought and turmoil, the ronin began leading his kisses down the thin neck. Lavishing special attention to the defined collarbone.

\"Y-you\'ve never kissed me like this before.\"

\"You never remained still long enough.\" Jin continued his ministrations, now at the soft fawn colored nipples.

Mugen hissed arching up some as the silky tongue of the ronin danced on the fleshy nub. \"Stop that, it feels weird...\"

\"Not all weird feelings are bad.\"

The Ryu-kyuian could only take another breath as the mouth switched to the other nipple. \"Okay, maybe this slow shit isn\'t that bad...\"

\"You must be quiet. Talking is your way of stalling.\" Jin sat up some, looking a little nervous himself. Mugen nodded.

//Did he just agree to keep going?//
The ronin kissed the middle of his chest, swirling his tongue a bit. Gaining another squirm from the man beneath him.
//Guess so...//

Mugen closed his eyes under the strange sensations filling him, as Jin traced his tongue in one painfully slow line down his stomach. He felt the Ryu-kyuian twitch again as he undid the black shorts. Sliding them down, he made sure it grazed over the growing arousal at his core.
\"Fuck...\" Mugen sighed.

\"Shh...\" Jin pulled the fabric completely off, taking a moment to appreciate Mugen\'s body.

Although the two had copulated a few times, the samurai never got to see much of his lovers body. He was a lot more muscular than Jin, but not by much. The two were pretty similar in build. But where Jin held more soft curves and delicate features, Mugen was something different all together.

Everything about Mugen\'s body was tight, and detailed. Each bone, or muscle had it\'s own rippling effect on the copper skin. Making each little movement seem significant. What Jin liked most were the toned, lethal legs. Long and inviting the ronin thought.

He ran his pale hands up the firm stomach, mostly to watch the soft trail of hair flow back to its original form. \"You\'re beautiful Mugen...\"

His heart jumped wildly. \"Don\'t get all stupid on me here...\" The swordsman scoffed.
//Does he think that?//

\"It\'s true...\" Jin made his main concern the large arousal standing of it\'s own accord.

Leaning in carefully, he flicked his tongue teasingly over the tip.

\"There we go...\" Mugen arched his back.

\"Shhh...\"

Pale lips encircled the tip, swirling his tongue around the head. The swordsman felt his whole body jump in reaction. Before he could arch up for more, Jin removed his mouth. Taking time to kiss and suckle the tight sac below.

Mugen closed his eyes in what looked like a painful face. He began to feel nervous again, realizing what he may have signed up for.
//You\'re not doing it cause you like it, you\'re doing it for him.//
He opened his eyes, gazing at the black hair in view.
//I trust you...//

Deciding he had to make a start somewhere, he slid his tongue down a bit farther.

A spliced eyebrow tensed. Before he could say anything, a rush of new sensation overtook him. It was strange and a little uncomfortable, but highlighted with something more.

\"What a-are you doing?\" The swordsman was suddenly breathless.

Jin didn\'t stop, fearing the moment may pass on awkwardly.
//You should know, you taught me this.//
He could not hold back the slight smile, using his hands to hold the wiggling hips still.

With a low moan, Mugen subconsciously opened his legs a little farther, giving the ronin better control. Jin swirled his tongue, flicking it in an out the tight orifice.

\"Uhh...This feels, weird...\"

//Then why are you so hard?//
The ronin reached up and gave the neglected organ a few strokes.

\"Oh fuck...\"

//That\'s it...//
The hand began to pump at a steady, firm pace.

Jin looked up to see if it was time to move on. Mugen\'s tan face was hinted with a deep crimson blush, teeth clenched. Taking a moment to coat his index finger with saliva, the ronin slowly inched the finger in.

\"Ah..\" Mugen made a slightly pained noise.

\"Shh...\" Jin began inching it in and out, feeling the muscles clench tightly around him. \"Relax...\"

\"Your fucking finger is in my ass, how can I relax?!\" Mugen looked down annoyed, but still very turned on.

The ronin smiled, fighting back a laugh. \"Like this...\" He slid the finger higher hitting the spot he knew oh so well now.

\"Fuck!\" Mugen almost jumped.
//That was fucking incredible!//
\"D-do that again...\" He asked in a growling voice.

Jin obliged, sliding an extra finger in.

\"Damn...S-slow dow-\" The mix of extreme pleasure and pain left him feeling lost.

\"Shhh, I know. Calm down...It\'s okay...\"

The inner part of Mugen\'s mind wanted to scream \'fuck you\' as loud as he could but all he could manage right now was another moan. The long, slender fingers dancing inside him was more than he could handle at times.

\"I, Ican\'t...Dothis, much...Longer...\" He tried with much effort to speak.

\"Then cum for me...\" Jin smiled evilly.
//I\'ve always wanted to say that!//

\"You, son of a-\" Mugen took a deep breath and became very still.

Jin was lost in the image for a second. The tan features were completely relaxed; making their owner appear to be a sweet angel, untamable hair pressed flat to a damp forehead.

He leaned up taking one of the earlobes into his lips, letting his tongue trace the top of the unusual earring the other wore.

\"Fuck...Jin...I...\" Mugen came in a steady flow of erratic waves. He grabbed as tightly as he could to the samurai, pulling him down on top of him.

Jin continued to swish his fingers back and forth, feeling the velvety walls rhythmically squeeze them.

\"And you said you wouldn\'t like this...\" The pale one whispered erotically into the tan ear, the body beneath him shivering.

Mugen was now loosely holding onto his lover, panting like a dog in the sun.
\"I\'ve never...came like that...before.\"

\"That was just the warm up...But we won\'t rush things. For the moment of pain upon entrance, the real thing feels a hundred times more intense.\" Jin lay down next to Mugen, who suprisingly clung to the pale man.

\"Shut up and hold me...\" It was not a request but an order. One the ronin happily followed, although he never expected to hear those words from his friend. He noticed the tan one was shaking.

\"You okay?\"

\"Yeah, shut up...\" Mugen sighed more than spoke.

He could not focus, or talk. All he could feel was every cell in his body screaming. It overwhelmed him at times, and excited him at others. Mugen wanted to be close to Jin to know he wouldn\'t die from this feeling.

The ronin gazed at him with concern for a few moments before resting his head in a normal position.
//It\'s actually quite soft...//
He remarked to himself, running his hand absentmindedly through the mass of hair. Feeling Mugen fall asleep on his chest made him finally realize how much the two had changed to be together.

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DAY THREE

5 July 2005, 1:28PM, Tues.

\"You\'ve been unusually quiet today...\"

\"Fuck you.\"

The two were sitting on a small bench outside a tea house, chewing on the last of the dumplings. Ku\'s money was still going pretty far.

\"It\'s about last night isn\'t it?\"

\"Will you shut the fuck up?!\" Mugen growled, speaking loud enough to turn a few heads.

\"Fine.\" Jin avoided the angry gaze, looking downward.
//You need not shout at me.//

Mugen turned back around, throwing the wooden stick into the ground.
//Son of a bitch has nagged me about this all day. So what? We tried something new, doesn\'t mean we have to talk about it...I know he wants to move on, but fuck that right now.//

Once again they sat, touching yet staring miles away.

\"Escuse me, sir?\" An elderly lady with a tray walked up to Mugen.

\"What I do?\"

\"Nothing. There is a young woman in there who wanted to buy you a jug of sake. We do not allow our jugs to be taken outside, many have walked off you see.\" She laughed at her own joke.

\"Sure, I\'ll come in...\" Mugen hopped up, leaving Jin staring at his back.

\"Wait, Mugen...\"

\"I\'ll be back.\" A tan arm waved from beyond the bamboo mat.

- - - - -

\"Hi there, I saw you walk in with your samurai friend.\" A woman in a tight black yukata smiled seductively. \"Thought I might like to try some of that.\"

\"I didn\'t see you, cause if I did we\'d already be halfway to your place by now...\" The tan lips smiled back in an equal manner.

\"What are we wasting time with sake for then?\"

- - - - -

//What is he thinking?!//
Jin walked in a much too fast to be normal way.
//I know what he plans to do...Just like at that cabin. But I thought that would stop now, that we were...Were what?//
He halted mid step; causing a man to bump into his back, knocking him to the ground.

\"Oh, I\'m so sorry...\" The deep smooth voice came from above.

\"Nonsense, I was not paying attention. Forgive me...\" Jin felt his face heat in embarrassment.

\"No, it was me. I...I was admiring you, and you suddenly stopped.\"

Jin froze, getting up to his knees.
//Not again...//

\"I am the one to apologize. Here let me help you.\" A large peach colored hand reached out.

Reluctantly the ronin took it, still thinking about the man\'s earlier statement.

\"My name is Kakuzo, I\'m in Edo on business.\" He pulled him up easily, finally seeing the other mans delicate face.

\"Thank you. My name is Jin...I should be going.\" Jin turned to leave.

\"Wait. To apologize for getting your hakama so dirty, allow me to take you out to eat.\"

\"I have just finished, really I must go.\"

\"Then how about a drink?\" The voice sounded almost desperate.

\"I do not wish to drink, I suggest you leave.\" Jin held firmly onto his katana handle, when something cold pressed between his shoulder blades. A sound of metal clinking was heard.

\"I didn\'t want to do this this way, but you\'re gonna go where I tell you. Or this gun I got to your back will blow your pretty chest apart, ne?\"

The unusual chill of fear crept through his soul, and he nodded. Knowing well what such a weapon could do.
//I\'ll have to wait until I get another chance to kill him.//

Awkwardly, the two pressed on through the crowd. Kakuzo behind Jin, daring to smile and fake a conversation.

- - - - -

\"Damnit...\" Mugen sighed, head hanging low.

//Why did you do that?//
His mind beat him up over and over, as he sat folded up on the futon in their room. Jin was no where to be found, and the woman of the day had long since left. The whole thing felt forced and made the Ryu-kyuian sick. He loved Jin and sex with anyone else now was not worth his time.
//Then why did you do it?//
He refused to answer himself. He knew why...To feel in control again. The few moments he and Jin spent together last night left him bewildered.

It felt shameful, like he had lost some of his manhood. But at the same time it was amazing and made him feel even closer to the stoic, pale one. He wanted to tell him he was sorry, and if it was what he wanted, he would be Jin\'s uke.
//Not all the time though...//

That is if he forgave him.

- - - - -

\"I\'ll take those...\" Kakuzo removed the silver and black swords, sitting them far from his captives reach.

Not too far out of town, the large man took the gun and struck the ronin down. He owned a small home a few minutes from there. Jin now had his wrists and ankles tied tightly to the headboard/footboard of a European style bed.

\"You\'re so lovely, a shame you didn\'t come willingly.\" The man walked over to a low table to pick up a bowl of cold water. Walking back to the bed side, he threw it\'s contents on the pale face.

Jin almost immediately snapped his eyes open, with a small gasp. Blinking in pain a few times, his eyes focused on the strong jaw in front of him.

\"Wakey, wakey...\" His voice sounded maniacal to the ronin.

\"What do you want?!\"

\"I think that\'s quite clear honey...\" He ran a rough hand down the gi, opening it wide.

\"Stop that!\" Jin pulled at his restraints.

\"I don\'t think so.\" His hands busied themselves untying the blue belt.

\"I\'ll kill you!\" Jin\'s eyes franticly searched for the swords he could not feel. Blood turning to ice when he seen how far away they were. \"Release me now!!!\"

\"Scream all you want, no one will hear you. We\'re in the middle of nowhere.\"

By now the ronin\'s clothes were pulled open, revealing most of him. He clenched his eyes shut, looking away in shame.

\"Mmm, you\'re ever prettier when you do that...\"

//Mugen please help me!//

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END CHAPTER TWO