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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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“I could not consider the thought of stopping what we’ve started Sanosuke,” Saitou sighed while still admiring the young man who seemed to be in such need of intimate contact with him just moments before Kaoru’s interruption. “I must be honest and tell you… The rain-shower last night, was an event that I will not soon forget.” The signs of lust were written all over the wolf’s dreamy eyes, and he displayed his mood openly to Sano.

Picking up on Saitou’s growing appetite, Sano was summoned into a more excited state. He reached down and adjusts his growing anticipation. “Ahhh you sly wolf, you’ve been thinking about it too, huh? I’ll be honest as well then...” Sano licked his lips and sexily gave Saitou that, ‘come here’ look. “I can’t get certain images out of my mind, and it’s driving me fucking insane!”

Saitou smirked, “Hmmm, is that so?” Salivating at the very insight into Sano’s thoughts about their shared passion of their night before, Saitou felt himself being taken over once again, by his partner. All of which was still confusing to Saitou, as he had never experienced such emotions in his past. There were a few times when he felt drawn to his bedmates, but it was never anything so intense, and so consuming as what was happening between he and Sano. Saitou eyed every part of Sano’s body, and lustfully smiled. When the wolf caught sight of the growing anticipation between the young man’s legs, Saitou had made up his mind to take advantage of the situation.

“Like what you see?” Sano leaned back to unfold his legs straight out in front of himself. The fabric of his fundoshi protruded upward, evident that life, and excitement stirred directly under it.

“I am enjoying what I see so far, but I am most certain that I would enjoy it even more if you remove the fundoshi,” Saitou answered while having to put effort in controlling his breathing. The sight of Sano taunting and teasing him was taking his breath with each of his sexy partner’s movements.

“Oh, you mean this old thing? You forced me put this on last night. I don’t wear this stuff because it feels like it cuts off my circulation. Besides, I don’t like it when it starts to creep up my ass. I don’t like when anything goes up my ass,” Sano paused, “except you.” Sano teasingly looked at Saitou and gestured with the repeated lifting and falling of his eyebrows.

Saitou chuckled again. He found himself admiring, and even adoring the way Sano enjoyed playing. The wolf was also delighted in the young man’s lighthearted attitude toward life. Sano had become a well of fresh, cool water for Saitou to drink from. Refreshing. Saitou was also coming to realize that Sano was very capable of quenching his deepest thirsts and hunger.

Sano unraveled the fundoshi, doing it slowly as he took note of Saitou’s attentive interest and delight in him doing so. He purposely took his time for the last few layers, just so that he could watch the wolf’s concupiscence and enjoy the erotic atmosphere between the two.

Saitou found impatience catching up with him. It was not because he was in a hurry to get it over with, on the contrary. The wolf was finding it unbearable to just sit and watch, and do nothing to enjoy what he was seeing to its fullest measure. He was hungry, and the wolf had one thing on his mind when it came to seeing Sano laid out before him like a breakfast banquet—it is time for the wolf to feast.

“Come Sano, I have a need to touch what I am looking at, “Saitou eased the request slowly and seductively from his desirous lips. “It is time for me to enjoy you.”

Sano shifted his position and sat directly before Saitou, noticing that the wolf had his eyes still locked to his ready organ. Sano teased him even more. “I think I’m going to split my skin, I’m so hard.” He spoke the words slowly and seductively with an obvious hint of his desire to be caressed.

“Hmmm, is that so? Let me take a look.” The wolf moved closer to his prey. “Perhaps some sort of remedy to your situation should be applied?”

The young man took the suggestion to heart and set himself into action. He knelt affront Saitou and arched his back and pushed his pelvis, and his engorged manhood toward Saitou for inspection. Sano relished how Saitou admired him. It had the young man proud to know that this man, who was about to take him, desired to not only share a romp in the sack with him, but most importantly, Sano knew that Saitou wanted to share his life with him. If that was one way of making it clear to Saitou that Sano was willing to give himself totally over to the wolf, then Sano wanted to do it perfectly.

“Mmn yes… You do appear to have a big problem here. This…” Saitou squeezed Sano’s organ in the palm of his hand, “… will probably get in the way of your manner of transportation. It would be wise to decrease its size to enable you freedom to move your legs correctly.” Saitou leaned over to examine Sano closely, his hot breath pouring over Sano’s aroused member.

Sano inhaled deeply and then spoke with a quiver in his voice from the excitement, and surge of fluttering sensations that crawled up his shaft. His heartbeat increased and his testicle tightened. Sano instinctively reached down between his legs to ease the anticipation that was growing there.

“Look at how freaking sexy you look with your lips like that near my dick! Shit Saitou, I want to stick myself into you so fucken bad! What are you waiting for?” Sano shut his eyes for a moment, moaned and dropped his shoulders. He looked down at Saitou again. “Suck me already, I’m dieing for it and you know it!”

“You tease me with your body, Sanosuke, I’ll tease you with my mouth.” Saitou pulled his chosen closer to him to access Sano’s erection and easily explore him with his mouth. He dropped open his jaw and expertly placed his tongue on the head of Sano’s very excited penis. With a swirling technique Saitou continued to tease his soon to be meal right around the crown of Sano’s manhood.

“Shit, god damn it,” Sano whizzed air between his front teeth making it very easy for Saitou to read that Sano was not going to last very long this time. “Come on wolf, eat!" Sano was forced to demand relief from Saitou’s taunting. “I’m not joking, I’m going to bust. Shit I want to bust, just help me do it, you narrow-eyed wolf!!”

Saitou enjoyed Sano’s pleas and was reminded that his own need cried out between his legs as well. The agony of pleasure, so distinct in Sano’s voice, was unquestionably wearing down Saitou’s restraints as well. He reached between his legs, pushed his fundoshi aside and pulled his intense arousal into his other hand, and began to stroke. Slowly at first, but then sensed that Sano was farther than usually would be in his journey to completion, Saitou picked up his pace.

First a slight kiss on the tip of Sano’s shaft-head and with puckered lips, Saitou slowly pulled Sano into his mouth, past his tightened lips and onto Saitou’s velvety tongue. Sano tensed and Saitou felt his buttocks immediately turn to steel as Sano contracted every muscle in his body at the sensations that the wolf was causing Sano to feel with his oral ministration.

“This is it damn it…” Sano took Saitou’s head into his hands and began to pump in and out of the wolf’s hungry mouth. “Shit Saitou, you damn wolf I can’t hold this, I…have to…”

Sano’s hot fluid struck the back of Saitou’s mouth as Sano emptied his build up passion into the wolf’s anticipating oral enclosure. The taste of Sano, although literally salty, was sweet to the wolf, and he eagerly pulled every bit of Sano’s essence into his mouth and down his throat.

Sano watched the entire heated scene between he and his love. Still in his sexual trance like state, Sano pushed Saitou backward and took Saitou into his mouth to relieve him. With his blood still burning hot from his ejaculation, Saitou’s mature fruit was as sweet as honey to Sano. He took Saitou’s testicles into his cupped hand and squeezed it gently as he slid his mouth up and down Saitou’s slick surface. Sano heard his beloved’s cry of attainment ring out, uninhibited and blatant.

Saitou pushed up into his lover’s mouth sending is seed deep into Sano’s throat. Sano was ready this time, and received the whole love load easily and happily.

“I still think you’re hot,” said Sano after swallowing Saitou’s gift, fell beside the wolf. He repositioned himself next to the Saitou. “You got me so going, so ready, so fucken fast that I thought I was going to lose my mind. Damn wolf, what the hell did you do to me?”

“Flattery will get you another lay soon,“ Saitou chuckled still breathing hard from the sexual exercise.

“Oh yeah, it will?” Sano turned to look at the handsome warrior. “Hey?”

“Hmn,” Saitou turned his head to look into Sano’s eyes as well. “What is it Sanosuke?”

“Have I ever told you that you’re one of the most handsomest guy around Tokyo?”

Saitou smirked, looked back up at the ceiling and whispers contently, “Ahou.”

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While steering the carriage toward Horie’s new dwelling place, thoughts of Cho’s recent conquest occupied his mind. Cho was still feeling good about himself after having the opportunity of showing Horie his fighting skills. He had always been a confident man and never did he turn down a chance to exercise his abilities. His love for swords and weaponry motivated him to study martial arts, especially his love for fencing. Although Cho didn't want to see rival war break out in Tokyo, deep down, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of excitement.

Mochi Hana was regaining her strength quickly. She filled Horie and Serizawa in about her ordeal as Cho drove them to their destination. It was one of Sugimura’s ninjas that attacked her. She was able to fight him off, wounding the ninja, but not without sustaining injuries too. Nothing threatening, though if she was not as good a fighter, she probably would not have survived the attack. Nevertheless, all three of them agreed that it was time to remove Sugimura. What happened to Mochi Hana, fueled the fire and the desire for blood.

Cho’s heart picked up its pace as he headed the carriage around the last bin toward Mitsu’s home. The warmth of her body was still on Cho’s mind from yesterday. He could scarcely believe it himself, but it did look as though Mitsu was definitely showing more interest in Cho than ever before. He was certainly glad that Saitou pulled off restraints from Cho in regards to the “hands off” policy. He hated to go against Saitou’s will, but in the case of love, there was no stopping the man from Kyoto from his mission of love.

Cho pulled the carriage around to the front gate, edging it up as close as possible to allow Mochi Hana easy access to the gate. He hopped down, off the driver’s platform, and trotted over to the carriage to hold the door open for the passengers. Horie stepped out first, then Serizawa. They both gave the injured lady assistance in dismounting the carriage and she stepped down gingerly.

“Off with your hands!” Mochi Hana swooshed them away from her. Having the need to stand up on her own two feet, she exclaimed, “I’m no invalid! I most definitely can walk on my own!”

The men, pleased to see Mochi Hana back to being more like who she was, gladly stepped aside to allow her the independence she was accustomed to having.

Cho’s heart stopped in his chest as the gate to the residence slid open. The very sight of Mitsu sent a million butterflies into the middle of his gut. Her beauty was enchanting, and Cho was taken back by her feminine graces.

“Come, I have a bed awaiting you to rest in Mochi Hana,” said Mitsu as she bowed in respect and welcome to the injured one, and to the group. “I’ve been concerned as soon as I heard the news about your situation. I’m so thankful you are all right.”

“Arigatou gosaimasu,” Mochi Hana managed a partial bow before entering through the gate. “It is unfortunate, but I was careless and should have made sure I wasn’t being followed. It cost me this time, but I am grateful it was not worse than it could have been.”

Mitsu glanced over at Cho and smiled as the group walk toward the house. Cho excitingly returned her smile making sure his exhilaration was not obvious to the others. She quickly turned her attention to Horie to make sure he did not notice the silent connection between she and his hired.

After helping Mochi Hana settle onto the freshly made futon, Serizawa talked Mochi Hana into getting some rest. “We will have much time to talk after you have rested. You will be safe here. Sugimura’s men will stop at nothing now to get revenge. We all must be on our guard.”

Mochi Hana sighed a breath of relief, “It is so good to be back with you Noboru-san. Please,” Mochi Hana smiled sweetly, “please lay with me awhile. I need to feel you close.”

Not wanting to resist Mochi Hana’s simple request, Serizawa laid beside her and gently stroked the top of her head to reassure and comfort her. “Sleep now, I will be here when you wake.”

Mochi Hana closed her eyes; glad to be alive to feel her man again against her body. Feeling secure, she drifted into a quiet trance where dreams awaited her.

Serizawa was also grateful to still have his love next to him. The both of them had been in many close calls together, and this time was no different. He was confident that they both will live a long life, at least, that was what he chose to believe to keep the worry from overwhelming him. Life without Mochi Hana would not be worth living.

“I appreciate your graceful signature of embellishing the house so far, Mitsu-san.” Horie walked through the house pleased to see all that she’d done. “It does have a quality unique of your excellent style and taste.”

“I am happy it pleases Hisomu-san.” She quickly looked over at Cho who was off to the side waiting for orders. “Cho-san was a big help with the heavy work.”

Horie turned to look at Cho and smiled. “It seems that ‘our Cho’ has been a big assistance in more ways than I realize. He skillfully overpowered two of Serizawa’s men earlier this morning and needed no assistance from either Serizawa, or myself.” Horie walked over to Cho, placed his hand on Cho’s shoulder and said, “Yes, I’m just beginning to see possibilities for this young man.”

“Well thank you sir.” Cho looked over at Mitsu nervously and said, “I think your man is being too kind and exaggerates some. What I did this morning would have been done by any of the other men.”

“Ahhh, so modest,” Horie chuckled. “Grant it, they wouldn’t hesitate to fight, but you Cho…” Horie paused to give Cho l little shake on his shoulder, “…you are skilled, and I admire that about you.” Horie observed Cho for any of apprehension.

Turning to Mitsu again, Horie added, “I’ve already mentioned to Cho that we will be using his skills in a more productive way. It would be foolish to waste it.”

Mitsu’s eyes widened in surprise. “That is good news, Cho,” said she, not knowing how else to react to Cho’s future as part of the inside of Horie’s syndicate.

“Cho?” Horie snapped Cho’s attention away from Mitsu.

“Sir?”

“Tend to the carriage and rest the horse. We shall be staying here for the day. Later I will send you on an errand for the meal. We will eat here when we are done resting. Then we shall discuss our strategy on how to deal with Sugimura.” Horie looked over at Mitsu. “But for now, I have other things I want to take care of.”

Cho recognized the look in Horie’s eyes, the look of lust in his eyes for Mitsu. Cho tried to swallow the knot in his throat and ignore the sickening feeling that was now growing evident in the pit of his gut.

“Yes sir,” Cho bowed a dismissal and walked to the door. His entire being cried out to bolt to Mitsu’s side and beg her to leave with him then. The very thought of Horie touching the woman he loved was maddening. He stopped just before exiting and glanced over at the couple. He caught the look in Mitsu’s eyes, as she looked over at Cho just before Horie stepped between them to put his arms around the beautiful woman.

Cho hung his head low and walked through the door into the fresh air. “Dang, if that didn’t hurt to hell,” Cho mumbled to himself.

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Kenshin and Aoshi walked toward Sano as the young man dusted off the futon and hung it over the railing outside of his room for its routine airing. “Well don’t the two of you look… uh, rested?” Sano chuckled. Sano still couldn't get over the fact that Kenshin and Aoshi were seeing one another on a more intimate basis. He never imagined that Kenshin would ever allow himself to cross over the line, especially knowing how Kaoru felt about him.

“That we are,” Kenshin responded to Sano’s remark with sarcasm. “We tried to get back sooner, but we were held up at the inn.” Kenshin noticed Aoshi’s grin to that comment. Kenshin grinned as well feeling a bit exposed right then.

Exiting Sano’s dojo quarters, Saitou joined the group and was relieved to see Kenshin and Aoshi safely back after being out in the storm last night. “I am glad the two of you are safe. Turbulent weather we had last night,” he said as he secured the tie to his hakama. “I trust that everything went well for you two?” Judging by observing their countenance, Saitou discerned the outcome before the men answered. Aoshi, with contentment written all over his face, as well as Kenshin’s ‘at-ease’ spirit was all a good indication as to what kind of night they had.

Kenshin made the same observation about Saitou and Sano and looked over at his new mate to share a moment of unspoken communication. Kenshin still couldn't get over the fact how things had changed between the shinobi and he. Last night was incredible, beyond Kenshin’s imagination, and he wondered if Aoshi felt the same way, or was Aoshi only motivated to conquer Kenshin, as he had set out to do from the very start.

“Oh…I almost forgot,” Sano remarked as he gave the side of his head a little smack with his hand. He nodded at Kenshin knowing that he should prepare himself for what was up ahead. “Kaoru stopped by my dorm earlier this morning looking for you.”

“Oro? She is back?” Kenshin immediately glanced over at Aoshi to examine his reaction.

Aoshi stood there without flinching at the announcement and blankly stared aloof.

“Thanks Sano,” Kenshin acknowledged the information. He sighed, and then he nodded. “I will let her know I have returned.” Reluctant to do so, Kenshin left the group and walked toward the main house.

Saitou broke through the tensed atmosphere. “Shinomori, we must discuss the case. I believe Horie and Sugimura will occupy more of our time. I need you able.”

Realizing what Saitou was referring to, Aoshi firmly met the wolf’s eyes with his own. “I assure you, I am not easily distracted from my duties and am able to separate work from pleasure,” the shinobi reassured Saitou.

Sano looked over at the two men, observing the warning Saitou gave Aoshi. It was a tense moment in passing, but Sano admired the wolf’s charge and was reminded of the reason for wanting to get close to Saitou from the start of their relationship. The thought stirred the carnal urges within the young man and he found his thought patterns changing from admiration to lust. Before either of the two men noticed his obvious growing arousal, Sano excused himself from the conversation.

“I’ll go to the bathhouse and wash-up. See you guys later,” Sano said, sliding his hands into his pockets and proceeded to his routine morning hygiene ritual.

Sano shook his head in disbelief and muttered to himself on the way to the bathhouse, “What the hell is going on with me? Saitou just got me off and I’m wanting more of that wolf?”

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Holding Mitsu in his arms Horie kissed the side of her neck, “Are you glad to have me back?”

Mitsu shivered in his embrace feeling his humid breath on her neck. This time, it feels strange, different than before. At first this puzzled Mitsu, but then, as Horie’s kisses grew hotter, she realized that the warmth of Cho’s body still lingered against her. She closed her eyes and imagined herself in the arms of Cho. This could have been successfully done if it wasn't for the fact that Cho, she believed, would never treat her as roughly, and at times, even so coldly as Horie.

Horie slide his tongue down Mitsu’s neck, but she failed to respond as she normally does. There was no change in her breathing, and the meek little moans she usually emitted from her seductive pouting lips wasn't there to meet Horie’s advances. She failed to run her hands across Horie’s shoulders and down his back as she normally did to spur him on to the next level. Horie sensed that something was not quite right with his lady, but refused to buy into any negative reasoning, at least for now.

“Mitsu-san,” Horie said, his lips still against the arch of her neck. “Mitsu, what am I doing that is not pleasing to you?” Horie lifted his head and took her chin by his fingers to look into her eyes. “Mitsu-san?”

Mitsu hesitated and tried to look away from Horie’s penetrating stare. Panic quickened her heart in fear that, perhaps Horie will see right through her and somehow find out about her feelings going astray. What will he decide to do with her then?

“Hisomu-san, your sister has suffered a terrible ordeal. How should I react to that?” Mitsu tried to sound convincing, hoping to lead Horie away from any possible suspicions he may be considering about her loyalty.

Horie relaxed, looked directly into Mitsu’s eyes with a piercing glare and searched, as if to see beyond her flesh, and he tried to reach into her very soul.

Sensing that Horie was now becoming suspicious, Mitsu released her hands to wander up along Horie’s shoulders. Gently at first and more urgently when Horie did not abandon his doubtful stare, she caressed the back of his neck with her seductive fingers. She had to convince him that there was nothing going on in her life out of the ordinary, that she was only concerned with pleasing him.

“I was so afraid to lose you,” whispered Mitsu. Then with her arms around Horie’s neck, she reeled him in for a deep kiss.

“Mmmn, now this is my Mitsu-san,” Horie uttered in a low tone and pulled the sultry woman close against his existing erection, yearning to feel the softness he has grown accustomed to having whenever his body craved intercourse. He reached behind Mitsu and captured the tuck below her buttocks in his hands. He moaned as he pulled her against himself and met her pelvis with his groin, rotating his hips to grind his maturity against her.

Horie’s desire to take Mitsu was burning steadily now. Releasing her buttocks his fingers found the tie in front of her yukata. It had been sometime that Horie had spent any intimate time with Mitsu, so the build-up between his legs ached for her. He untied the wrap and pushed it off her shoulders, unveiling the ivory orbs and the tiny delicious projections that capped them. To Horie’s delight, the global pair instantly sent a stream of intense enjoyment that surged fluently throughout his body. Her skin, smooth and cool, tantalizing to Horie’s touch. Her fragrance was simply intoxicating.

Mitsu’s fingers circle Horie’s throbbing erection, but Horie took her hand away by the wrist, “No Mitsu-san, I’ll come too soon if you caress me. I want to enjoy more of you first." Horie knelt before the beautiful woman and beheld her private beauty. Horie salivated at the sight. Layers of pink folds beneath the most perfect mound topped with just the right amount of pubic hair.

To Horie’s delight, Mitsu parted her legs for the taking. She was losing herself in the hands of the masterful, handsome man that she had always willingly given herself to with no hesitation. Even when she daydreamed of her freedom from her existence with Horie, his expert touch and skillful manipulation never ceased to win her over. She belonged to Horie, at least for the sexual moments, and intense thrill of their passionate copulation.

Horie teasingly trailed the inside of Mitsu’s leg and stopped just before he reached her love nest, which by the way, needed the attention since her stolen closeness with Cho the night before created such a need within her.

“Does my Mitsu-san want me to see how good I can make her feel, hmmm?” Horie kissed the crevice between her pubic and upper thigh repeatedly. Traveling from one side to the other, still caressing her inner thigh just barely grazing her soft, velvety passion fruit that had now become so very ready for her lover.

“Hisomu-sama…” The tone of her voice pleading, wanting, coveting her lover’s fingers to explore her deeper and find the treasure she was now willing to share with him. “It’s been so long,” she sighed long and hard.

Her lover realized she was losing herself to the sensations he was lavishing upon her. Now it was time to take in what Horie anticipated from the very start. His lips move eagerly to the soft folds of her treasure box, and he slowly began to read the pages of her womanhood by turning them over with his tongue.

“I cannot recall any time when I’ve felt you so wet, Mitsu-san. I must say, this is extraordinary delightful!” Horie was beside himself as he took in his lady’s passion potion into his mouth. He could barely control his animalistic drive to throw her down onto the floor and take her completely with his straining manhood. He pushed his mouth harder against her and spread her folds with his fingertips. It pleased Horie to feel Mitsu’s participation when she placed her left leg on top of Horie’s shoulder to enable him to have better access for his tongue to drink more of her in.

“I…I am going to arrive Hisomu-san… Hisomu!” Mitsu took Horie’s hair between her fingers and pressed his mouth against the opening of her love tunnel. With Horie’s tongue deeply inside of her she made her arrival evident with her high pitched squeal, unable to hold her fervor at bay, she let herself go.

The taste of his lady’s homecoming, the sounds of her climax and the heat of the moment were all too much for Horie to withstand. He was at the verge of ecstasy as well. He abandoned his kneeling position and stood to his feet to quickly hoist Mitsu’s tiny frame up onto himself. He adorned his body with hers and slipped his engorged manhood between the soft folds he was just exploring with his mouth. Barely able to keep from coming on the spot, the intense pleasure of her hot grasp around him sent him right to where he loved being.

“It is my turn now,” Horie pulled his lady against him and forced his shaft deep into her for his deliverance. “Mmmn… oh, yes!” Horie raised his voice announcing his homecoming as well, “Miiitsssuuu- Saaaan!” Horie’s deposited his essence inside of Mitsu as she received all of him.

The lovers’ voices carried in the wind, their passion announced and their copulation completed. It drew them close once again in an intimate embrace, both savoring the moment.

Close by, not too far from the burning passion that sweltered behind the thin paper doors of the residence, stood Cho, in the process of filling the water container to refresh the horses. Unable to pull himself away from the sounds of courtship between the two lovers inside, he heard their climatic arrival. Mitsu, and then, Horie.

“Damn it to hell, if that doesn’t hurt so fucken bad,” Cho sighed out under his breath as a single tear trailed down the side of his face and fell to the ground, splattering in all directions in slow, strobed and fractured images.
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