Control

Okay, I just couldn’t leave you with evil rapist Kenshin (even if it wasn’t his fault-damn darts), so here’s the next chappie. No more til I get back though. I’m glad to see that people are checking this out! :)

‘thoughts’

“dialogue”

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Control
Chapter 3

Kenshin felt like someone had punched him in the stomach. He closed his eyes wishing he could take it all back, hoping somehow it had all been just a terrible dream. Clenching his fist, he felt the desire to kill. Whoever had inflicted this hell upon himself and Miyori would pay. They were less than human. Kenshin forced himself to open his eyes and look at Miyori. She kept her head down and her eyes rooted to the floor. Kenshin bowed before her, his head touching the floor. “Miss Miyori, this one swears that whatever he can do to atone for dishonoring you in such a manner, he will do. I’m so sorry.” Miyori raised her eyes and looked at the man bowing before her. She could see him trembling and could hear the anguish in his voice. Looking at the shoulder hit with the dart, she felt an anger take over.

“Sit up, Kenshin. You didn’t do this of your own free will. Whoever has done this is a demon. They belong in the lowest circle of hell.” Standing up she looked to the screens at the top of the room. Shouting, she vented her anger. “I don’t know who you are, but I know that Kami will have you pay for this. Injustices like this don’t go unpunished. Whether it is in this life or the next, you will pay.” Kenshin looked up at the girl standing before him shaking with anger. Clutching the blanket, Kenshin stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. Sad violet eyes meet burning mahogany. Miyori collapsed against Kenshin, tears of anger, rage and sorrow flowing from her eyes. Kenshin wrapped his arms around her, giving her what strength he could. Whispering into her ear, he kept telling her over and over that they would get out of this.

After crying for what felt like forever, Miyori pulled herself together. Kenshin looked down at her with a sad smile. “Let this one prepare a warm bath for you.” Nodding, Miyori backed away and Kenshin left her side. Walking back over to the futon, he pulled his hakama and gi on. He walked over to the water pump and filled two pots with water, putting them over the fire to heat. Turning he looked at the futon. The sheet covering it had small patches of blood. Walking over he grabbed the sheet, wadded it up and threw it in the fire. ‘I swear whatever I have to do, I will not do that to Miyori again. I must be alert and avoid those darts.’ As Kenshin watched the fire, he sensed someone approaching the door. He tensed and began searching for other presences. There were none. The slot in the door opened and wood, food and new clothing were pushed through. Kenshin noticed the clothing and became angry. They had watched. They knew her kimono had been ruined. Breathing deeply, Kenshin got a handle on his emotions. Miyori appeared from behind the screen.

“Kenshin, is everything alright?” she called out. Kenshin turned to look at her, trying to understand her question. Then it dawned on him, the last time the slot opened he’d been shot with a dart. Smiling, Kenshin turned toward her. “Hai, everything is fine. There were no darts this time.” Nodding, she ducked back behind the screen. Kenshin proceeded to put the provisions away. He checked the water and found it to be hot enough. Calling out he let Miyori know he was bringing bath water over. He came and emptied the pots in the tub and went and brought two pots of cool water. He waited behind the screen for Miyori to test the water. “Is the water good Miss Miyori?” he asked. “Yes, it feels good. I’ll go ahead and bathe, then I’ll prepare a bath for you.” Kenshin smiled at her thoughtfulness in face of this terrible situation. “No, Miss Miyori, it’s all right, I can prepare my own. Miss Miyori, I don’t want to offend you, but can I please have your kimono and obi? They’ve brought extra clothing and I think it would be best to burn them, that I do.” There was no answer for a moment and Kenshin began to worry. Miyori’s voice softly called out, “Hai,” just before her clothes appeared at the edge of the screen. Kenshin whisked them away and threw them in the fire. He laid the new ones where the old ones had been and waited for Miyori to finish.

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When Karou awoke, she started. She was in an unfamiliar room and she’d slept in her kimono. Sitting up she glanced around her. Slowly it all came back to her. She’d realized she’d been drugged. Breathing a sigh of relief, she realized she was alone. Standing she finger-combed her hair and tried to smooth out her kimono. She was startled when there was a knock at the shoji. Sliding open the door she saw an unfamiliar woman. The woman bowed and announced she was the innkeeper. She told Karou breakfast was reading in the dining room and that her companions had paid for her to stay through that night. She handed Karou an envelope they’d left. Bowing, she walked away.

Karou closed the shoji and returned to the futon. Opening the envelope she found a small amount of money. ‘At least they didn’t leave me to starve. Okay, time to think. We rode for three days, so I can’t be that far from Tokyo. I just have to figure out where I am and how to get back. Since they didn’t use roads, I’m sure I can ask here at the inn where there’s a road that leads back to Tokyo. I can do this!’ Standing, she slipped the envelope in her obi and headed off to the dining room.

An hour later she returned to the room and flopped on the futon. ‘Of all the places to leave me! There’s no main road to Tokyo, I’d have to go through Matsue to pick up a main road and that’s over the mountain. I don’t have enough money to make it or the right clothes or supplies or anything. On top of it, this stupid town is too small to have a telegraph so I can’t even get a message to the dojo. Grrrr…. At least the innkeeper said she needed some help. Maybe if I work a week I can save up enough to at least make it to Matsue. I’m sure that town is large enough to have a telegraph! I hope they aren’t too worried at the dojo.’

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Back in Tokyo, Sano and Yahiko had been searching the outskirts of any signs of what happened to Karou and Kenshin. Returning to the dojo, Sano noticed Yahiko had already returned and was staring at the ground. “Hey kid, any luck?” Yahiko shook his head. Sano scowled. If the kid wasn’t even going to respond to a taunt about his age, things weren’t looking good. Sano sat next to Yahiko. After a few moments of silence Yahiko looked up at Sano.

“Sano?”

“Yeah kid?”

“What are we going to do? It’s been two days and there’s been no clue as to what happened to Kenshin and Karou. No ransom notes have shown up, nothing.”

“Don’t worry kid. I took the liberty of calling in some reinforcements this morning. I know we’re strong and all, but tracking people who’ve disappeared out of thin air isn’t our thing.”

“Who’d you contact?”

“Who else? Weasel and Ice Man of course!”

“You contacted the Oniwaban Group? Wow! That was a great idea. Why didn’t I think of that?”

“Because kid, you’re just not as smart as I am.”

“WHAT??” With that Yahiko launched himself at Sano’s head.

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For a day and a half, nothing more happened in the prison. Kenshin and Miyori had felt awkward around each other and conversations were minimal. Kenshin was wrapped deep in his thoughts about what the purpose of all this could be. Miyori was trying to forget what had occurred. When Kenshin felt several ki’s around them he immediately went on alert. Miyori noticed Kenshin scanning the top of the room. Dropping her sewing, she stood up.

“Kenshin, what’s the matter?”

“There are people surrounding the room, that there are.” Miyori’s eyes filled with fear and she began scanning the screens at the top of the room. Kenshin felt the slight disturbance in the air when another dart was fired. Rolling to the right, he dodged it. Running across the room he went to the books in the bookcase. Grabbing a thick one, he rolled just as another dart headed toward him. Miyori pressed herself against the wall by the door. Frantically she tried to see where the darts were coming from. Kenshin continued to duck and roll, avoiding darts. He brought up the book to catch one aimed at his chest, but he wasn’t fast enough to avoid the one that had been shot at his back at the same time. Hearing Kenshin grunt, Miyori looked at him. She saw the dart in his back and gasped. Kenshin dropped his head. He’d failed to miss the dart. He refused to do that to Miyori again. Slowly raising his head, he brought his eyes to hers. Miyori felt her heart clench at the look of utter despair on his face.

Crossing from where she’d stood during the volley of darts, Miyori approached Kenshin. She passed him and grabbed the dart in his back. Gently she pulled it out. Turning she threw it in the fire. Kenshin’s voice broke the silence. “I’m sorry Miss Miyori, I tried to avoid it, that I did. Miss Miyori, you need to take a pot and hit me with it. Knock me out. I don’t want to do that to you again.” Miyori turned to look at him. His face was saddened and he hid his eyes beneath his bangs. Looking back to the fire Miyori tried to think. Shaking her head, she turned back to Kenshin. “I can’t. I can’t hit you. I’ve never been able to hurt someone else. Isn’t there any other way?”

Kenshin felt the first signs of the dart beginning. Looking at Miyori he realized she really couldn’t hurt him. Sighing, he turned to face her. “Do you trust me, Miss Miyori?” Miyori looked into his violet eyes. She didn’t know if she trusted him, but she knew what was happening to him was not of his own volition. She nodded her head. Kenshin placed his hand on the side of her face. “I don’t know if I can resist this, Miss Miyori. I tried the first time and failed. But maybe, maybe if I do this without fighting it, I can maintain some level of control and not hurt you.” Miyori brought her hand up and covered his. Kenshin gave her a sad smile and bent down capturing her lips.

The first kiss was chaste and Kenshin could feel the heat continuing to build. Leaning forward again, Kenshin increased the pressure of the kiss and licked her bottom lip. Gasping, Miyori, opened her mouth. Kenshin delicately moved his tongue forward and touched hers. She closed her eyes and put her other hand on Kenshin’s chest. Shyly, she moved her tongue against Kenshin’s. A warm feeling started to spread outward from her belly. She felt like she was melting into Kenshin. Kenshin explored her mouth and the pace between them became more fevered. Kenshin felt his member become erect, but forced himself not to grind into her. This time would be good for her, he would do everything he could to make her enjoy it.

Breaking their kiss for air, Kenshin moved his lips down her neck. Pushing her hair back, he licked and nibbled at the tendon on her neck. Miyori moaned at the sensation. Moving back to look at her Kenshin smiled. He moved and put his hands on her waist. Slipping behind her, he moved her hair over her left shoulder and continued to lave and kiss her neck. His right hand slid up and caressed the side of her chest. Gliding it up, he brushed the side of her breast through her kimono. His other hand began to loosen her obi. Miyori tensed when she felt the tug on her obi. Kenshin noticed and went back to the tendon on the side. Slowly he felt her relax as he continued to kiss her. Once her obi was untied, Kenshin let it fall to the ground. He ran both hands up her sides as he continued to work her neck. Slowly he moved them inwards to the edges of her kimono. Pulling the edges back he revealed her breasts.

By now his member was throbbing and he was trying to hold himself back. He stopped kissing her and breathed deeply. Miyori knew something was wrong. Slowly she turned in his arms. Looking into his face she saw his eyes clenched tightly. “Kenshin, are you alright?” she whispered. Kenshin shook his head no. Miyori thought for a moment. “Can I do anything?” she asked. Kenshin’s eyes opened and he looked into her eyes. They were full of concern. Bringing his hand up, he cupped her cheek. Sliding his hand down, he moved down her neck, over her shoulder and down her arm. Taking her hand in his, he used his other hand to tug on the knot of his hakama until it loosened. Bringing her hand up, he placed it on his chest and slowly lowered it. Miyori blushed but continued to run her hand down. When they reached his belly button he removed his hand from hers. Looking down she could see he was fully erect. Taking a deep breath, she continued to run her hand down his front and into his hakama. Brushing aside his fundoshi, she grasped his member. Kenshin moaned at the touch. Softly gliding her hand, Miyori was surprised at how soft and hard it was at the same time. When she came to the tip she felt a tiny bit of moisture. She began to move her hand back and Kenshin rocked his hips.

She continued to stroke him. Kenshin brought his hand up and traced her collarbone. Gliding his hand down, he brushed over her breast, watching as the nipple hardened under his touch. Miyori arched her back at the contact. Kenshin took the nipple in between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it. His other hand came up and began to brush her other breast. Leaning forward he captured her lips again. They began to feverishly kiss. Kenshin slid his hands up and brushed her kimono off her shoulders. Miyori stopped stroking him and pulled her hand out of his pants. Dropping her arms to the side, she allowed the kimono to fall to the ground. She reached up and untied Kenshin’s gi. Running her hands up his chest, she pushed it off his shoulders. Looking down, she moved her hands to the ties of his hakama, which had been loosened. Her deft fingers quickly untied the knots and they stood before each other naked.

Kenshin’s eyes ran over her body. Her breasts were full and larger than Karou’s. She had a thicker waist, and her hips were larger. Her legs were tightly toned and spoke of walking long distances. Miyori blushed at Kenshin’s attention. She felt a twinge of fear, but forced herself to put it aside. This wouldn’t be like that time. Kenshin took her hand and led her to the futon. Pulling her down he lay beside her. Kissing her again, he moved down her neck to her right breast, kissing and nipping along the way. Reaching her nipple he took it in his mouth and suckled. Miyori moaned at the sensation and arched her back. Kenshin brought his other hand up and caressed the other breast while he continued to suckle. After a few moments, he began to suckle the left breast.

Trailing his hand down he touched her body feeling the fleeting jumps her muscles would make. Moving down to the apex of her thighs, he gently rubbed her outer lips. Miyori moaned and rocked her hips. Kenshin took her hand and once again placed it on his member. When she began to stroke, Kenshin moved his finger between her lips and began to stroke her as well. Miyori thought she would die from the sensation of having Kenshin suckle and stroke her at the same time. When he moved his finger up and flicked her nub, she cried out in pleasure. Kenshin felt her becoming wetter and wetter. He needed her and he knew it would have to be soon. Removing his lips from her breast, he kissed her again. He took his hand from stroking her and pulled her away from his member. She looked at him in confusion. He gave her a soft smile.

Tracing his hand from hers, he moved up her arm, down her chest, past her hips and used his hand to gently spread her legs. Moving himself up he crouched between her legs. Kissing her lips, he then moved down her body with butterfly kisses. Dipping below her belly button, he used his hand to separate her outer lips. Cautiously he flicked his tongue out and licked her. The sensation surprised her. He did it again and she felt the pleasure of it. Looking at her face, he saw when it felt good. Smiling, he began to lick and suckle her. Miyori moaned and rocked her hips. Kenshin felt himself throbbing painfully. Concentrating on what he was doing, he worked his tongue over her faster. Bringing his other hand up, he brought his index finger to her entrance and slowly inserted it. Miyori shut her eyes at the overwhelming sensations. As Kenshin began to move his finger in and out, Miyori could feel something building. Kenshin saw her breathing increasing and worked her nub. Adding a finger, he watched as her hands clenched the futon. Working the rhythm a little faster, Kenshin felt her inner walls clench onto his fingers as she cried out. Pulling his fingers out, Kenshin moved up over her. Positioning his tip at her entrance he pushed himself in.

Miyori had never felt so good and now she felt a new sensation. Opening her eyes she saw Kenshin over her slowly burying himself in her. There was a slight burning as muscles unused to the intrusion adjusted. Raising her arms, she wrapped them around Kenshin’s neck. He continued slowly until he was buried to the hilt. Trying to control himself, he felt the throbbing of his member and tried to hold back. Miyori looked at his face. Whispering, she told him she was alright. With those words, Kenshin found he couldn’t hold back any longer. Pulling himself out almost to the tip, he rammed back in. Miyori raised her hips and found he was hitting a spot that felt good. As he pulled out and slammed in again she met his thrust with a thrust of her own. Moaning, she felt pleasure deep in her center. Kenshin began to work a quick rhythm and Miyori met him every step of the way. Soon she was panting and felt as though she was on the crest of a wave, soon to break. Kenshin continued to slam into her and felt release coming. When she cried out and her walls clamped onto him, he felt himself go. Crying out, he released his seed deep in her womb. Collapsing on top of her, he rolled to the side, pulling her with him. They still remained connected. Both tried to catch their breath.

While Kenshin could feel a release, he could also feel he was still painfully erect. Miyori shifted her hips a bit and Kenshin hissed. Looking into his eyes, Miyori brought her hand up to his cheek. “Are you alright?” she whispered. Kenshin looked at her. “I’m not done,” he said, breaking eye contact. Miyori slid her hand down to his chin and pulled him in for a kiss. Breaking it she said, “Than do what you need to.” Kenshin rolled them over and began again.

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Okay folks. That’s all until I return from vacation.. I’d really like to know what you thought of this. For this chapter in particular, I want to know if I did a good job. Any suggestions for improvement would be greatly appreciated!

Til next time.