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Tears of Blood
By : SultrySundina
Category: +. to F > Blade of the Immortal
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Tears of Blood (My Story Arc: Finale to Blade of the Immortal):

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Chapter 20: Pride, Passion, and Prejudice

Rin was in pure bliss. Manji was not letting her down from her euphoric high either. Every time she felt like she could no longer breathe, no longer take another second of seduction, he flung her over the edge of desire one more time. Her moans and cries of pleasure echoed in the large room. She didn't care if anyone could hear her, she didn't care about anything else anymore but him, and what he was doing to her. With a final flick of his tongue on her sensitive folds she was taken over the edge of sanity for the third, no perhaps fourth time that morning. He was torturing her, torturing her in a such a pleasurable and gratifying way. With a loud cry she screamed his name out in ecstasy, "MANJI!" as she found her release again.

Manji moved his body up, hovering over Rin's pale naked form. Pride and honour and duty be damned, he was going to enjoy this. He was going to make sure she was his for good. There was no more turning back, no more resisting. She was beautiful, beautiful and his. No one else's. He admired her milky flesh, she was flushed with desire and panting, trying to catch her was finally able to catch her breath and she had a wicked thought. If Manji was doing this to her, just what could she possibly do to him. Memories of what Doa had showed her and taught her flooded her mind. Now she would exact her 'revenge' on Manji for torturing her is so many pleasurable and painful ways.

Rin shoved Manji off of her and before he could protest she already had his kōsōde open and pulling it off of him, leaving only his fundoshi to cover himself with. His erection could not be mistaken beneath it however. Manji let out a gutteral moan as Rin gently slid him from beneath his clothing, her touch feeling like it was setting his skin on fire. Rin soon pulled him free of his final remnants of clothing entirely and he was now as naked as she.

Rin admired his sculpted war-torn body. Scars littered his skin. She kissed his chest where the large x-shaped scar had been cut into his flesh long before she had met him. She trailed her lips down to his abdomen and then his stomach, leaving a heated trail from her kisses behind. When she reached his lower stomach she sat up on his thighs, looked up at him, and saw that he was watching her every move. She trailed her hands down his chest to his lower stomach where she had stopped her kisses. She wanted him to feel how he had made her feel; helpless and full of wanting.

Rin traced her fingers along the numerous scars that lined his stomach, and then his thighs. She could see his muscles twitch beneath her touch, and could hear as his breath grew ragged each time her hand drew nearer to his henoko. She was getting the exact response she wanted. She may have never done this before but Doa had told her that the longer she could make the man she was with wait, the more she and he would enjoy the aftermath: So Rin was going to take her time, she was going to enjoy torturing the man before her, just as he had done to her so many times now.

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Washi had finished cleaning up the mess of blood and carnage that had lined the snow and gravel. It was not easy but he managed to make it look as though someone had simply just cleared a path in the snow. He picked up the black cloak that lay in the snow. It had fallen off of Usagi when Washi was moving him to the river. He dipped the neck into the icy water to rinse the blood away from it. It was his father's cloak. He had given it to Usagi as a token of respect and honour, and now it was his again. As he rung the cloak out after cleaning the blood from it's collar he could hear a slight crinkle coming from inside of it.

Washi turned the cloth around and searched for the source of the sound. To his surprise, in an inside pocket he found a sealed letter. He quickly opened it and read its contents. When he finished reading the letter fell from his hand and into the water in front of him. He merely stood, stunned, not even noticing the letter had left his grasp. Itwas now floating downstream, taking the same path its previous carrier had, only moments before.

Washi could feel his hatred boiling inside. He could feel his anger rising with every word he had just read. He broke his trance and looked back up the hill to where the Inn stood, to where he knew the room the only woman he loved was staying in, with her yōjimbō. He knew she was in there with him right now. Sleeping, he hoped. The Hundred Man Killer vowed he would protect her, Washi hoped his vow meant from himself as well, or he would protect Rin's innocence himself. He would make her his, help her to see just how wrong that samurai was for her, and how perfect he, Washi, was for her instead. Even if it meant going through with what he had been directed to do when in Edo, but for now, he would simply watch; watch and wait. If that man stepped beyond the bounds of being a bodyguard, Washi would show to him just how strong he really was. Washi picked up the cloak from the snow and headed towards the stables.

He had already purchased two more horses, both roan stallions, for himself and his mother. He quickly readied his own and mounted as soon as he was finished. He grabbed the reins and jolted the horse into a gallop from inside the stables. He had to reach the other side of the river as quickly as he could before any more harm could befall his love, before the letters commands were carried out. As fast as the steed would carry him, he was gone.

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Rin moved her mouth to the tip of Manji's henoko. She could hear and feel him draw in a quick breath. She slowly slid her tongue down along his length. She still couldn't help but feel nervous at his length. She slowly drew his tip back into her mouth and, gingerly, slid her tongue over it. Manji was gripping the blankets beneath himself and it was taking all his might not to shove Rin's head down onto his length. He couldn't risk losing control like that, he didn't want to scare her. He wanted her to take her time, but the feeling of her torturing him was driving him to the brink of insanity.

When Rin was pleased that she had tortured him enough she moved her mouth over his erection as far as she could, licking every inch that delved into her warm mouth. She moved her tongue over him and stroked him with her hand as she moved her mouth up and down on him. She could hear his moans and groans of pleasure as she began to speed up her pace of her hand and tongue on him. Manji's hips were now bucking, causing him to delve further into her hot mouth.

She was driving him wild and he was loving every second of it. He could feel his climax rising and it was getting harder and harder to keep control of it. Finally when Rin flicked her tongue over his tip one last time he shoved her off of him and pushed her down onto the fūton. He spilled his seed over her stomach as he leaned over her, moaning her name as he did so, "Rin, oh fuck Rin!"

He finally had a release, and now he would be able to take his time again as he taught her even more about pillowing, and showed her just how much stamina an immortal could have. "Holy fuck Rin, who ever thought I'd be wanting to get wrapped up in those milky legs of yours so god damn much, and that it would feel this good to just..." but before he was able finish his sentence a frantic knock could be heard at the shoji door. Manji cursed under his breath, as he could hear the mother of the piece of shit who tried to steal his woman, practically screaming at the shoji for Rin.

"That brat's mother wants you Rin." Manji hissed.

Rin looked at Manji. He was wearing a large scowl and she could see the displeasure he was now holding for Suzume-chan. "I will see you in the dining area Suzume-chan." Rin yelled back, loud enough to make sure Suzume-chan had heard her. She knew Manji was not pleased with this but she also knew that Suzume-chan would not come by like this unless it was something important.

Rin could hear the shoji open and Suzume-chan step into the opposite room. It was a good thing Rin had closed the fusuma earlier, before she and Manji had engaged in anything. She had told him then, "In case the maids come back." To which his only response had been, "Who the fuck cares, not like they haven't seen shit like this before..." Rin only shook her head at him then and closed the fusuma then. She was thankful now that she didn't listen to him then, and had closed it.

"I will be right out Suzume-chan."

"I'm sorry if I woke you Rin-chan, but something is wrong; something is very wrong!" Suzume's voice was full of fear and concern.
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Tears of Blood	By : SultrySundina Category: +. to F > Blade of the Immortal Views: 1863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tears of Blood