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Rurouni Kenshin Fan-Fic - GOJOU	By : KikueMugen Category: Rurouni Kenshin > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10110 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Words you may not know

*Tamago - Eggs

*Tamagoyaki – Fried eggs, omelet

*Itai - Painful

“I am surprised you made your decision sooner than your deadline,” Horie said as he stood to receive Serizawa into the office led in by a couple of Horie’s men. “Please have a seat, we’ll talk.” Horie gestured to the settee in front of him and with his eyes he scanned over the tall, well dressed Serizawa.

Serizawa blatantly looked around the room, and then studied Horie and noticed how refined the man before him appeared to be. He wasn't at all lacking in western influences. Most everything in the room looked imported from the west. Obvious to Serizawa, Horie’s connections were not limited to the east.

“Surely, by looks of things around here, you must be associated with foreign trade,” Serizawa voiced his assumption and he took a seat on the western settee that used to sit in Mitsu’s room at the inn.

“Hmn,” Horie eyed the young, eager man from head to foot. “If you’ve come here today to tell me that you’ve decided to work with me, then I’ll answer that question gladly and fill you in on the details.”

“You seem anxious to begin. Whatever it is that you have in mind apparently is anticipated greatly.” Serizawa grinned looking forward to begin with the meeting.

With his pipe, Horie scooped tobacco from a container trimmed with gold that stood out on the western tea table that separated the two men. He tapped the thin pipe on the edge of the table to compact the tobacco within, and then focused on Serizawa.

“Would be a pity to have to dispose of you and your organization, but I’m sure you can understand the type of business we’re both in. Two business-lords in a city like Tokyo will only run on each other’s toes and cause unnecessary stress for the other. The wisest thing to do would be is join forces, then everyone will be happy,” Horie said while he enjoyed the blend of aromatic, imported tobacco as he set flame to his pipe. "Everyone, but the authorities, that is.” Horie chuckled when he added that comment with a puff of smoke from his pipe.

“I have to agree with you. After the revolution most everyone, including myself, would like nothing more than to settle down comfortably, and make a healthy amount of money. So, count me in for forty percent and we’ll work the city as we normally do, along with your connections,” the baby face man suggested, hoping that Horie will officially agree to that amount.

“For the amount of work and area you’ll be covering...” Horie sucked lightly on his pipe a little more and exhaled. “...I am sure you will earn rights to part of the payload. The good thing about this deal, is the fact that we’ll be running totally different trade items, but still be receiving the import from the same western connection.”

“Sound too sweet to pass up,” Serizawa chuckled. “It wouldn’t be wise if I let this opportunity slip by and pass on your proposition.”

“You’d be a fool,” Horie said and laughed strongly as he got up from his seat and walked to the door. He called out for some ocha, and then shut the door again, focusing his attention back on Serizawa.

Serizawa studied Horie and could not shake the eerie feeling that he’s known Horie at another time. It bothered Serizawa and he tried hard to recall having met the lean, refined man he just became partnered with.

Horie walked casually back to his seat. “So, are we in agreement, then?” Horie asked as he tapped his spent tobacco out from his pipe against the tray’s edge on the table.

“Hmn, I see no other way for us. I accept, with gladness,” Serizawa nodded.

“Very good,” Horie nodded. “Then I will tell Mitsu-san to bring sake instead of ocha. We can enjoy good sake while we discuss the details.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“I don’t understand why Sanosuke is staying over with Saitou instead of staying here where we can watch over him until he gets his strength back,” Kaoru said as she looked over at Kenshin who was taking a breather from installing the new tatami at the main house. “Why do you suppose he decided to do that?”

Kenshin’s hope of not bringing up the topic of Saitou and Sano was quickly sheathed. He shrugged his shoulders in response, not really knowing how to answer her question to quench her curiosity. “Knowing Sano, I expect him to be up and around today. I’ve seen him in worse condition and still Sano beamed around as if he had only had taken a mosquito bite. I don’t think it would be any different this time.”

“Hmmm, that’s true." Kaoru folded her arms in front of her and touched her finger to her chin. “Wasn’t Saitou the one that put a hole through Sano’s shoulder the last time? I didn’t expect to see them together yesterday at Dr. Gensai’s as chummy as they were. What do you suppose is going on, Kenshin?”

“Part of it has to do with Saitou coming back to Tokyo after Sano believed that Saitou was killed in Kyoto. I don’t think Sano wanted to lose Saitou as a friend again, so he is not taking Saitou for granted.” Kenshin shrugged his shoulders once again. “The other part of it is difficult to figure out. It seems that despite Sano’s initial confrontation when Saitou ran his sword through him, somehow, during the Shishio event both of them were destined to bond. Whether it is because of their differences, or their similarities, your guess is as good as mine. That, it would be.”

Kaoru sighed deeply. “I know it isn’t any of my business, but when I saw the two of them together in the doctor’s office, and the way they kept looking at each other…”

“Now, now, Miss Kaoru, you shouldn’t go jumping to conclusions,” Kenshin interrupted Kaoru in an attempt to ease the conversation off the track that Kaoru was headed.

“But Kenshin,” Kaoru jumped back in as quickly as Kenshin did to interrupt her. “It was the way I looked at you when Sano brought you back from battling with Shishio. And it was the same way Misao looked at Aoshi when he returned too! Yahiko was excited to see both you and Sano, but the look in his eyes wasn’t like that.”

“Hmn,” he nodded. Kenshin couldn’t deny Kaoru’s observation, but more than that, Kenshin thought that to do so, would be lying to her.

“Kenshin, stop treating me like a baby! I don’t know what it is that makes you feel as though you have to protect me from the realities of life," Kaoru said as she placed her hands on her hips to stress her objection. “My father told me all about ‘how some men’ became dependant upon another man, and then eventually became more than comrades during the war.”

“Oh?” Kenshin nervously chuckled. “I’m sorry if I am over protective with you, Miss Kaoru, but I don’t want you to worry about Sano becoming involved with Saitou, since I know that you don’t particularly like Saitou to begin with.”

“Kenshin!” Kaoru now raised her voice in half disbelief. “How can you say that after knowing how willing I was to let go of your past as a manslayer and assassin during the very same time Saitou was slaying people as part of the Shinsengumi leading up to the wars? Wouldn’t you think that I would grant Saitou the same grace as I have done with you?”

Kenshin was feeling darn right bad about how their conversation had taken course. “You are right, Miss Kaoru. I’m afraid I’m at fault for not giving you the credit you deserve. You have proven yourself to be very understanding. Forgive me.” Kenshin bowed.

Kenshin’s thought in saying that immediately fell upon the situation he had gotten himself into with Aoshi. At the moment, Kenshin was hoping that his thoughts were not evident on his countenance. Perhaps Kaoru was too preoccupied with Saitou and Sano to notice that Kenshin was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, for reasons of his own.

Silence fell upon the couple, as they both turned inward to thought. Kenshin, still not sure about what to do with Aoshi, but the more he thought about it, the further he distanced himself from the possibility. Perhaps it would be different if Kaoru and Misao weren’t a part of the picture, but there was no avoiding the fact that the two women were very much involved in Kenshin and Aoshi’s lives.

Kenshin gently took Kaoru’s hand in his and placed his finger under her chin to get her to look at him. “Don’t worry about Sano, he will be just fine. Besides, Saitou will keep Sano in line in ways that we cannot. I believe that Saitou is good for Sano at this point in time.”

Kaoru leaned her head against Kenshin’s chest and said, “I know Sano will be fine, and if he’s happy, I’m happy for him.

Kenshin drew Kaoru closer to him and gave her a gentle hug. A part of him was glad that he was finally beginning to see beyond the enticement that preoccupied him just a few days ago. The other part of Kenshin still yearned to take a more submissive role due to having been aggressive for so long. Nevertheless, it was difficult for him to impede his gnawing desire to surrender to someone who was willing to dominate him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sano stirred as he slowly became aware of the throbbing pain. He let out a quiet moan and reached over to the empty spot where Saitou spent the night with him. Although Sano’s pain was evidently causing him to remember the events that happened yesterday leading up to his present condition, Sano still managed to wear a grin on the corners of his mouth as he also remembered how tenderly Saitou cared for him.

“I LOVE YOU SAITOU!” Sano hollered out at the same time he stretched the sleep from his muscles and yawns thinking that there was no one around to hear him anyway.

“I would appreciate it if you keep comments like that from being so blatant, Ahou. You never know who is close by to hear you.”

Sano gasped, “SHIT! Are you trying to scare the ghost out of me? I thought you left for the day. Aren’t you supposed to be out catching the bad guys?”

Saitou walked through the bedroom entry and made his way to the bed and sat on its edge. “I’ve decided to stay in today and catch up on writing out the reports, unless I get word I am needed elsewhere. I have a lot to log down after the meeting with Cho yesterday.”

“Don’t give me so much bull shit at one time,” Sano said as he carefully readjusted himself up to a sitting position. You wanted to stay in today because I’m here, isn’t that so?” Sano playfully tapped Saitou’s butt with his foot. “Come on, admit it.”

Saitou glared over at Sano through the sides of his golden eyes and smirked. “It is amazing how such a big ego is able to fit into a tiny brain like yours, isn’t it, Ahou? Cut the clowning, get up, and wash up. I’ll help you replace the bandages.”

“Are you saying you’re not gonna ‘do me’ while I lay here in bed?” Sano asked playing with words knowing that it would only accomplish irritating the wolf.

Ignoring Sano’s question, Saitou delivered a question in return. “Do you need assistance out of bed, or can you manage on your own?”

Catching the hint that Saitou wasn't in much of a playful mood, Sano mumbled, “I’ll manage.”

Saitou got up and mumbled as well. “Fine.” and headed for the bedroom door. Before he exited, Saitou turned and glanced over at Sano. “Just let me know when you’re done washing and I will assist with the new bandages.”

Sano waited until Saitou left the room. He edged himself to the side of the bed and swiveled his legs off first. Sano turned his eyes up at the door to make sure that Saitou was not in hearing distance. He frowned, along with making a sour face and sung out... “Moo-oo-dy!”

Quietly, Sano passed Saitou who had his nose to his report-log at a writing table in the gathering room. Sano slowly made his way to the attached room off the kitchen and found the hot water in a bin for his cloth bath that Saitou readied for him. Sano grinned from ear to ear and whispered to himself. “The wolf does love me.”

Saitou hurried through the paperwork anxiously. Sano was correct when he accused Saitou earlier of staying at the house today to be with him instead of rushing off to work as he normally did. To actually hear Saitou verbally confess that fact to anyone would be a rare event.

“Hey, Saitou!” Sano called out from the back room. “This damn bandages won’t budge!”

Sano sat there crossed legged on the floor trying to reach behind him and find the start of the bandages that was securely wrapped around him. The tie was just out of his reach and all his attempts to untie it had been in vain.

“Helpless,” Saitou said as he stood in front of Sano and peered down at him. “Stand up and turn around,” Saitou snapped out the order.

Sano obeyed, careful not to stress the side of his rib, he got up and stood before Saitou.

Saitou quickly undid the bandages, exposed the wound and examined the area. “It looks like the doctor did a good job stitching you up, the wound looks fine.”

Sano was silent, for a change as Saitou applied the new dressing to Sano’s injured side. He enjoyed the feel of Saitou’s strong hands against his flesh and relished every touch. Sano noticed how careful Saitou was not to put too much stress on the wrap.

“You must have had a lot of practice doing this sort of thing, you’re good at it,” Sano said admiringly. “You’ve probably worn a lot of these things yourself, I bet.”

Saitou completed the last part of Sano’s wrap and looked it over to check if its hold. Satisfied with his work, the wolf's eyes escaped the boundary of the bandages to skim over Sano’s exposed damp flesh. That familiar hunger made itself apparent once again, and Saitou realized his appetite was increasing as his eyes panned Sano’s build to take in more of him.

“You know, I like it when you look at me like that,” Sano spoke slow and wispy. He admired Saitou golden eyes when it traced the muscular curves of his chest. “I can almost feel you touching me when you have that expression on your face. Sometimes I see this look on your face and even though I may be standing across the room from you, I still feel you touch me like that, with your eyes.”

“I’m just looking at you, Sanosuke.” Saitou ran his eyes across Sano’s chest and shoulders, licked his lips, and added, “This, is touching you…”

Saitou set his right fingers gently against the nape of Sano’s neck and looked directly into his eyes. Saitou enjoyed Sano’s reaction, for Sano inhaled deeply and closed his eyes as Saitou’s fingers made contact with Sano’s tantalizing skin.

“You like being touched, don’t you?” Saitou spoke in a gentle low voice barely recognizable compared to his usual tone, almost hypnotic to Sano.

“Uh huh… Only when you are doing the touching,” Sano answered quickly with no hesitation.

Saitou drifted his fingers along the mid-cleft of Sano’s bosom and then settled his middle finger upon Sano’s quite perky nipple. Sano sipped air between his teeth and took in a deep breath, not wanting to miss all the sensations Saitou was causing him to experience.

“Touch more of me,” Sano said as he released his deep breath.

“Hmn, maybe later,” Saitou declined the young man's request. “You need to eat something and get back your strength.” Saitou turned and walked out of the attached room to enter the kitchen. “I will prepare *tamagoyaki,” he called out to Sano whom he just left standing there.

Sano sighed to release the buildup. “Shit, I’m never going to figure that man out,” he mumbled to himself and walked into the kitchen area to watch the wolf in a more domestic light as Saitou prepared the eggs.

It was Sano’s turn to visually feed on the man whom he’d admired for so long. What Sano would give to know the secrets that were locked away in Saitou? Where had this man been, and what had he gone through to become what he was then? To Sano, Saitou was a gold mine of intriguing stories, but so far, Saitou remained aloof from most people around him. Will Sano be the one who Saitou will unlock and reveal his secrets to?

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Mitsu entered the room with sake in hand.

“Come, Mitsu-san… Come and welcome our new partner, Serizawa, Noboru.”

Mitsu approached the two men and set the sake bottles down, faced Serizawa and bowed. “I am Akatsuki, Mitsu.” She bowed again for the second time and added, “Welcome, Serizawa-san.”

Serizawa looked at Mitsu with a question on his brow, “Akatsuki, Mitsu?”

“Hai,” Mitsu nodded.

Serizawa heartily laughed, “So you are the one my Mochi Hana talked about with me last night. Small world, indeed!”

“OH! Hai, hai, I met Mochi Hana at the furoya, and later we shared a meal together.” Mitsu paused and eyed Serizawa from head to toe and giggled. “Mochi Hana was right, you are very handsome!”

Horie chuckled… “Mitsu-san, you shouldn’t flatter Serizawa-san so readily, after all, he hasn’t had the chance to settle in yet. We don’t want him distracted this early in the game.”

Horie openly admitted to his pang of jealousy. After all, Mitsu was Horie’s, and his alone! He made sure that he knew where Mitsu was most every moment of the day. Horie didn't mind ‘safe flirting', which he considered done in his presence. It was the flirting that was hidden from him that had the possibility to turn into seduction.

Mitsu walked over to Horie and sat next to him. “Don’t worry Hisomu-san, I belong to you alone.” Mitsu tapped Horie on the knee to reassure him. She glanced over at Serizawa, winked and said, “Besides, if you were to see Serizawa-san’s woman, you would know that he would not be so easily distracted from her. She is everything I am not. And her beauty is flawless as well.”

“Right you are about her beauty,” Serizawa agreed, "but Mochi Hana is too independent for her own good. She will do what she pleases whether my wishes are for it or not.” A smile appeared on Serizawa’s face as he remembered the first time he saw Mochi Hana. “I fell in love with her the very first time I laid my eyes on her. Her village was destroyed when she was very young, and she was forced to live in the mountain shelters. That is where she learned how to survive and become strong willed.”

Horie nodded, “Hmn, a lot of clans suffered from rivalry. I lost a great deal myself during such times as a child and it had made me who I am today. It was all a matter of survival back then. Still is, if you ask me. Life hasn’t changed so much over the years, but the opportunities to survive has.”

“Tonight! Let’s celebrate our new partnership and Serizawa-san can make sure Mochi Hana accompanies him,” Mitsu suggested, delighted at her idea.

It pleased Horie to see Mitsu excited, so he quickly agreed. “Tonight it shall be,” Horie said as he raised his sake cup in a gesture to toast to it.”

“Hmn,” Serizawa nodded, also raised his sake cup in agreement and drank.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“I can’t lay here all day doing nothing!” Sano complained. He while stretched amongst the the zabutons on the floor.

Saitou looked up from his report for, what seemed like the hundredth time, and said, “Ahou, if you don’t be quiet and rest I’ll never get my paperwork done. Why don’t you go back into the bedroom and take a nap, or better yet… read a book. Assuming you can read.”

Sano frowned at the remark. “Why do you feel like you have to put me down every chance you get? Is it because you're jealous that my dick is bigger than yours,” Sano questioned and then spilled forth a belly laugh.

Saitou shook his head at that comment. “You moron, you wouldn’t know how to read a measuring stick if one slapped you upside your pea sized brain. Even if you were bigger than I, using it is like using a sword. You must know how to wield it correctly when it is necessary. More importantly, you must know when to keep it sheathed. That is something you’re totally untrained at.”

“Oh yeah… that’s right; I almost forgot.” Sano dropped his head back into the zabutons and stared at the ceiling. “You have many years ahead of me, and a lot more experience than I could ever get in two of my life times,” Sano exaggerated sarcastically.

“If you’re referring to my past relationships, Sanosuke, you’ll not succeed in getting any information from me that way,” Saitou began to sound irritated.

“Shit!” Sano continued to stare at the ceiling.

“Well...” Sano lifted his head up again to look at Saitou who is still sitting at the writing table. “Just answer one question.”

Saitou sighed, looked up from his paper and said, “If I answer one, you will want another answered, and so on. I’m not with you to answer questions, Sanosuke.”

“Then what the hell are you having me hang around for?” Sano quickly began to lose his temper. “Am I just here to be a sort of page for you? When you tell me to bend over, do you expect me to do it and spread my cheeks while I’m at it too? Am I to remain silent and be on call for your jerk off purposes?”

“Would that be such a terrible position to be in?” Saitou shot the question at Sano instead of an answer hoping that Sano would become frustrated and cease his inquiries.

“Damn it Saitou, I still hate everything about you!” Sano dropped his head back into the pile of zabutons, and felt defeated.

The room became silent, except for the scribbling Saitou was doing on the paper. He glanced up and saw Sano laying still in thought. Saitou smiled as he thought about his relationship with Sano. The unique thing about it, besides having a relationship with a man, was the reality of actually being in a relationship, as opposed to just lustfully indulging in a temporary fling of raw sex. Such a thing was very common among the men in Saitou’s past during the war. But Saitou found himself in a different situation. He had grown very fond of the young man he was then gazing upon.

Saitou pushed away from the writing table and made his way beside Sano on the zabuton and asked, “Is that a fact, Sanosuke?”

“What’s a fact?” Sano looked at the handsome man that sat next to him. How Sano loved looking into Saitou’s eyes. The golden richness almost burning right through Sano as though Saitou was able to reach right into him.

“The fact that you ‘still hate everything about me,’” Saitou said, while he leaned in closer to Sano and looked deeply into the young man's eyes. “Is that a fact, or is it not?”

“Yeah… it’s a fact,” Sano answered, but added, “but at the same time, I can’t get enough of you. Then, it frustrates the hell out of me when I don’t know anything about you, because you won’t share yourself with me! I want to know who you are and what you’ve gone through. It’s important to me, Saitou!”

Saitou could see that the pleading desire in Sano’s eyes was genuine. This other human being actually needed to know more about him. It was very difficult for Saitou to fathom, because he never had such a need himself. Saitou always had been too preoccupied to allow himself to become close another person. Up until now, he'd been on survival mode. This whole thing with Sano was a new awakening for him.

“Sanosuke,” Saitou made an attempt to communicate. “When I was just a few years younger than you, I killed a man. It was during a time of peace, so there was no excuse for my action. My father just about disowned me. Due to the fact that the authorities pursued me for the crime I committed, I fled from Edo and went to Kyoto. Soon after that, I became a part of the Shinsengumi and killed many more for what we believed in. The battles that followed were even harsher, and life became just a matter of survival. I was taken prisoner but released on good behavior and lived through the famine by digging up wild roots to consume, so that I could live to see the next day.” Saitou took a deep breath, “Is this what you need to know?”

Sano was stunned, surprised that Saitou revealed so much, so quickly. Sano asked, “But you did you find love along the way?”

“That is difficult to say,” Saitou said breaking his stare from Sano’s eyes just for a moment to think. “I can tell you that ‘love’ had nothing to do with the relationships I had during those days. For the most part, my motivation behind intimacy was due to thinking that I could be dead in the next hour. So yes, I did take advantage of some of the opportunities that were presented to me along the way. This is why I do not talk about my past; one does what one must do to survive. A lot of those things are meaningless. Other things that were done are best forgotten and left in the past.”

Saitou brought his eyes back to Sano, leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips. “At the present, Sanosuke, I can tell you that I have never felt this way for anyone before as I feel for you.” Saitou pressed his lips against Sano’s again, but this time he inserted his tongue into the young man's mouth.

Sano felt so much for Saitou at that moment and threw his arms around Saitou’s neck as Saitou leaned over him. Sano kissed Saitou back tenderly to express his gratitude for Saitou’s confession. Sano realized that, for Saitou, sharing any information was a difficult task. Sano appreciated the effort and also felt that Saitou had great regard for Sano to have shared as much as Saitou did with him.

“Lay next to me,” Sano requested breaking away from the kiss the two men were sharing, at least long enough to urge Saitou to the next level of intimacy.

It didn’t take much to convince the wolf to straighten up a bit and set his body snugly against Sano’s. The warmth of Sano’s body against him awakened the napping lusts within Saitou, and he instinctively pressed against Sano’s hip with his groin.

“Mmm,” Saitou softly moaned into Sano’s ear while he enjoyed the sensations that were speeding between his legs, urging the rest of his body to participate. As he pushed against Sano again, it only furthered the sensations that were beginning to gain mastership over his will to do anything else beside what was going on between the two men at the moment. “Ahhh,” Saitou breathe out hotly against Sano’s neck. It was another indication that the wolf was more than ready to give himself over to Sano.

Sano was lost in the intimacy as well and followed his instincts, and he reached for Saitou’s arousal. It was easily accomplished, for when Sano reached under Saitou’s yukata he found nothing between his eager fingers and Saitou’s stiffened flesh.

“Oooh, my man isn’t wearing a fundoshi this time. I never thought I’d see the day!” Sano chuckled sexily. “Looks like you had this in mind all morning, hmmm?”

Saitou didn't bother to answer Sano’s teasing question. Instead, Saitou undid Sano’s tie on his baggy gi pants and quickly slid his hand between the fabric and Sano’s skin until Saitou fingers found their way around Sano’s passion as well.

Both men began to breathe hard. They pulled in air into their parted lips, and then quickly exhaled the wind from their lungs.

Saitou set his teeth against Sano's neck and hungrily bit down, living up to his reputation as the wolf.

“Ahggh, *itai! Itai!” Sano exclaimed when Saitou’s teeth sank into his neck close to breaking the skin. “Damn it, ahggh! Saitou, what the hell?”

Saitou wanted to get up top Sano’s body, but Saitou reminded himself of Sano’s injury. Instead, Saitou pulled himself up on his knees and placed his hand firmly around Sano’s neck and held him there while he parted his yukata to reveal his eagerness.

“You say that you are ‘bigger’ than I, Sanosuke?” Saitou reminded Sano of their recent conversation taking in deep breaths while giving himself a few strokes in front of Sano’s face. “Let us see if you are correct, shall we?” Saitou knelt vertically and then dropped his body forward while holding his erection in his right hand and placed it against Sano’s lips. Saitou let out a deep lustful sign, and then he pushed forward.

There was no time for Sano to comment. Saitou pushed Sano’s lips apart with his forward motion until Sano’s air-pipe was almost cut off. Saitou pushed against the back of Sano’s throat until it became difficult for Sano to take in air.

“Hmmm, if I am inserted all the way into your mouth… the mouth that talked so BIG about being bigger than I… why is it that I have so much of myself left outside of your mouth that is not able to fit within your gaping hole?” Saitou kept still long enough to prove his point. “Such BIG conceited words from a small mouth, Ahou.”

Sano tried to turn his head to speak, but could not move, for Saitou had Sano’s head pinned beneath him.

Saitou closed his eyes and let up on Sano, so the young man could at least catch his breath. “For such a ‘small mouth’, you do fit rather nicely around me.” Saitou moaned and began to move his shaft in an out of Sano’s mouth causing the young man to lose some of his saliva at the corners, which glistened against Saitou’s exposed skin every time Saitou pulled back.

It didn't matter what Saitou was saying to Sano. While Saitou talked, Sano took hold of his own need burning beneath the fabric of Sano's pants. Sano quickly tugged his gi down below his knees and managed to kick them off from around his ankles. Once freed, he wasted no time to catch up with the passion Saitou was experiencing.

Saitou glanced down at Sano’s hand as the young man stroked the delicious, glistening shaft that Saitou found irresistible. The wolf matched the rhythm of Sano’s strokes with his hips, sending his own cock into Sano's mouth. The sight of Sano’s fingers holding onto his own outstretched organ, was over whelming. Saitou glanced over at Sano as he continued to thrust into Sano's mouth, and found the young man staring up at him, watching Saitou.

With his free hand, Sano reached for the pouch that was swaying between Saitou’s legs. He took a hold of it and gently applied pressure while he still worked on himself between his own legs.

Saitou buckled over and caught himself just before losing his balance. The pleasure increased immensely for Saitou and it took much of his will and energy to keep from the climax that begged to approach. Unwilling to have their passion session end so quickly, Saitou repositioned himself to lay over Sano and straddled he straddled the young man's head between his knees. Saitou then fell forward and caught his weight with outstretched arms on either side of Sano's hips, being careful not to apply any weight on Sano's injured side.

Sano thrust his hips forward and ignored the pain in his rib, for he was so eager to have his cock enter Saitou's mouth. He held his shaft at the base and then guided himself between and past Saitou's lips until he was deep inside of the wolf's mouth. Sano’s lustful moan was plainly heard.

The two men locked themselves in ecstasy, and relished each other within the realm of extreme passion. As experienced as Saitou was in regards to life and survival, nothing had ever proved to be this enjoyable as Sano was to him right then. Saitou shuddered, gripped Sano’s cock's base and had the entire length of the young man inside of his mouth. Saitou’s tongue danced around Sano, inviting Sano’s essence to come forth. Sano followed Saitou’s lead and mirrored the same technique on Saitou. The couple was lost together as they culminate the ceremony of affection in a tandem explosive climax that seemed to last for the longest time.

Saitou rolled off to lie at Sano’s side. The two men were still breathing quite heavily, but they both enjoy the sound of fulfillment as they listen to their breathing. Saitou stirred after catching his breath, as well as regained some of his spent strength. He swiveled his body to lay in the same direction as Sano.

“This was extremely pleasurable, Sanosuke,” Saitou spoke in a low mellow voice along with a deep sigh of contentment. Saitou looked over at the unusually quiet young man lying next to him.

“I thought I died and gone to heaven,” Sano finally stirred a little and looked back at the wolf beside him. "It was more than pleasurable for me, Saitou. This time it felt like I became a part of you, like you and I were one and the same.”

“Hmn,” Saitou agreed. “When two are one.” Saitou rolled onto his side and lifted himself up on his elbow, leaned over toward Sano. “One indeed,” Saitou leaned in closer and kissed his soul mate.
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