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by Laura Bryannan
This chapter begins at the end of episode 17.
Jin:
The fates had thrown us back together again. I was glad of that. Very glad.
However I was feeling overwhelmed and somewhat ill. We made small talk, but the tension between
the three of us was unbearable. They
both walked away from me the last time.
I walked away this time. I
didn’t know I was holding my breath until Mugen stepped in beside me. And when he called to Fuu and I heard her
running to catch up, a certain blackness in my heart lifted and I didn’t feel
quite so ill anymore. Maybe, just
maybe, we would figure this out. They
came up next to me. I could see that he
was holding her hand and she was a sweet shade of pink. He and I looked at each other. He shoved his shoulder into mine and I
shoved back, and more tension eased away.
Maybe we really could figure this out.
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Mugen left to do some fishing while Fuu and I rested. I was leaning against a tree, feeling more
tired than I wanted to admit. Fuu was
looking agitated, so I called her over.
“Come here, you. We
should talk.” She came and sat in her
usual spot on my right side, but she didn’t curl up and rest her head on my
thigh the way she usually did. I
gathered her to me, and began:
“You know about Mugen and me.”
“Yes,” she said in a small voice.
“I understand why you were so upset. Do you understand why we excluded you?”
“You guys prefer each other to me,” she sniffed.
“No, that’s not it at all.
We both find you attractive.
Spending so much time with a fresh young girl like you does things to a
man, be sure of that. We both felt
honor bound not to approach you, Fuu.
We are here to protect you. It
would be wrong to take advantage of you that way. Do you understand?”
“I guess so.” She
sounded doubtful.
“Mugen and I haven’t spoken about this, but I believe we
should try to find a way for us to be together—that it’s wrong to keep you on
the outside because of social protocol.
It’s probably going to be awkward at times, but I would like to
try. I am willing to share him with
you. Do you think you can share him
with me?”
“You mean, you think Mugen likes me? You really think he wants to be with me?”
she asked breathlessly.
“I know he likes you.
He cares a lot about you. Why do
you think he taunts you so? Fuu, what
do you think? Can you share him or
not? It’s important to me to know how
you feel about this.”
“Yes Jin,” she said.
“I can’t imagine going on without you.
I can tell you’ve been civilizing him.
It’s been better since you’ve been together. And, well…he’s just so…um…horny….” She was blushing again; it was lovely. “It feels scary to think of dealing with that all by myself.”
“Yes,” I smiled.
“Mugen can be a very horny puppy indeed. Which is why I need your help as well, you see?” She looked thoughtful as she took that in,
then she smiled at me and nodded. She
snuggled down with her head on my thigh, and I pet her until Mugen came back
with lunch.
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We finally hit a town that evening, secured lodgings and got
to our room. Facing each other in the
quiet of that space was uncomfortable.
Fuu bustled around and then headed for the door.
“Well, I’m off to take a bath. Um…a long one,” she added eyeing both of us. Then she scooted out. Smart girl.
There was a long pause as Mugen and I regarded each other from opposite
sides of the room.
“Fuu knows about us,” I began.
“Yeah, I kinda figured,” he replied.
“You intend to pursue her?”
“Yeah, I think so.
You OK with that?”
“I believe it‘s necessary to be generous. Yes, I’m OK with it. You will move very slowly,
correct?” It wasn’t really a question.
“Yeah. She’s a good
girl. I like her that way.” I was satisfied. “You’re covered in blood,” he observed. “Fuu says it was another one from the dojo.”
“Yes.” He waited to
see if I would say more. I didn’t want
to.
“She said you told her he was like a brother. A brother, Jin?” he raised his
eyebrow.
“A lover,” I admitted ruefully. “One I treated…badly.”
Thinking of Yuki was bringing the black clouds around
again. I rubbed my temples and
sighed. He had been my last lover at
the dojo—young, beautiful and very adoring.
It was too much to remember just now, especially since Mugen and I had
been in this room alone together for many minutes and he had yet to come near
me. He was pacing like a panther in a
cage. He had walked away from me three
times in the past week, and the idea of approaching him again actually seemed
frightening.
“And you killed him.
How are you doing with that?” he asked finally.
“Shitty, all right?” I replied wearily. “I feel completely and utterly shitty right
now.” I paused and looked into his
eyes. “Kiss me,” I demanded. I couldn’t
stand it any more. He was either going
to call me names and stalk off again or not.
I was hoping for not. He came
over to where I sat leaning against the wall and kissed me. Thank god.
It was a very long excellent Mugen kiss. It felt healing. It was
like food for me at that point, I needed it so much, so I hung onto him for
dear life. When I finally let him go I
felt much better.
“Look,” he said, “what you asked me before. We’ll talk about it, OK? But right now….” He started divesting me of
my clothes. He opened my kimono and
said, “What the fuck?” He practically
ripped my hakama off. “Holy shit, Jin,
what the fuck happened to you? This
ain’t from no sword fight.” I looked at
myself and I suppose it did look somewhat dramatic: bruises, a bunch of cuts and a few lurid-looking patches of road
burn.
“It’s from when I jumped off the cliff into the waterfall.”
“Say what?!?” he yelled. “You did not just say you jumped off a fucking cliff.”
“All right. I didn’t
jump off a fucking cliff.” I was
getting punchy, and I wanted him to do something to stop the looming blackness
that was creeping in again. Remembering
that time was not a good thing for me to do.
“You trying to kill yourself or something?” he asked softly.
“At the moment I’m telling myself it was purely a dramatic
exit.” I didn’t want to talk
anymore. “Mugen, just suck me. I’m going to go insane if I can’t stop
thinking about that. Turn my brain
off.” He looked at me
sympathetically.
“Hey, I’m the only insane one around here, right?”
He took me in his mouth and my brain did indeed turn
off. Thank god. It felt so amazing, I couldn’t pay attention
to anything but what he was doing. All
that mattered was that his mouth was on me again; his hands were on me again
and it felt exquisite. I was happily
floating in a wash of pleasure when I felt him take me into his throat once
more. Oh. My. God. I was lost.
I’d never forced it on him since that first time, and he’d never
repeated the performance on his own.
For him to give me that gift…my body responded, my heart responded…my
orgasm exploded and then I felt myself go away. I felt such relief on so many levels, my body just gave out. I have never fallen asleep on a lover in my
life, but I did that evening.
I woke up later to find myself on a bed, naked under a blanket,
with vague memories of Mugen half-dragging, half-carrying me there. I was too exhausted to even open my
eyes. I could hear Mugen and Fuu
animatedly discussing their experiences with Okuru. Later, I roused again. I
heard my name spoken.
“You know, I think he tried to off himself,” he said
quietly.
“Yeah, I was wondering about that too,” she whispered
back. “I’m glad he didn’t manage it.”
“Me too,” he replied.
Me too, I thought, and then I was out for the rest of
the night.
Mugen:
Jin was kinda feverish in the morning, so I stuck around to
wait for him to wake up. Fuu took off
to try and find some work, but I didn’t feel like it. I was really horny, so I figured I’d jack off while I
waited. He was on his back, and his
hard-on was tenting the blanket. The
sight made me hot. Normally I would’ve
jumped him and got him up with my mouth, but he seemed sick. It was unusual for him to sleep so
long. I sat down and hadn’t gotten too
far when I could feel his eyes on me. I
looked up and saw him beckoning.
“Come ride me, Mugen.
I’m sorry I fell asleep last night,” he said.
“You sure? You got a
fever, you know. You feel OK?”
“I’ll feel better if you do as I ask.”
OK, I’m there. I
strip and pull the blanket off him, trying not to cringe at how trashed his
body looked. I scramble and locate
what’s left of our olive oil, get him all slippery and then come up to straddle
his hips. He hardly ever lets me do
this, so I’m really stoked. Normally he
wants to be in control of how much of himself he gives me, but this way I get
to decide. I slide him all the way in
and we both moan. Damn, it’s good. I bend down and lay my head on his shoulder,
and feel his arms go around me. His
cock is pulsing in my ass, mine’s between us, and we just breathe together for
a while. Then he grabs my hips and
slowly grinds himself further inside and we begin.
I raise myself up to get better leverage and to be able to
see his face. When he’s fucking me I
find it hard to look at him. Don’t know
why. But like this, with me on top, it
doesn’t freak me out at all. He’s
looking really fine this morning. His
glasses are off, his hair is half out of that fucking string and loose around
his head, and he hasn’t shaved for a few days so his beard is coming in. He never not shaves, so that by
itself is a sign he’s messed up, but it sure makes him look hot. He looks like such a…man it just
blows my fucking mind. He looks really
different and I feel jealous. My
beard—if you can call it that—well, I don’t need to shave it much. I couldn’t grow what he had in two days in
two weeks. That just sucks! I start moving harder in retaliation. It’s almost like fucking someone else. I can’t take my eyes off his face as I move
against him.
He looks back at me and his hand begins to stroke my
cock. He hasn’t said anything, but the
energy shifts and I’m aware of the challenge.
We’ve battled this way many times—who’s gonna make the other cum
first? We’re pretty evenly matched here
like everywhere else, though, so I never know if I’m gonna win or not. This morning I’ve got a head start, but he’s
got almost inhuman staying power. I can
only hope he’s sick enough to let his guard down.
We struggle together for a while and I start to feel like
I’m gonna cum soon. Damn! I start grinding into him, and get hold of a
nip with my teeth. He groans and
thrashes, but doesn’t stop pumping my cock.
Just when I think I’m gonna lose it his back arches and I can feel him
cumming inside me. Far fucking
out! Watching his face sets me off and
I cum too. It’s good, good, good. I collapse on top of him and bliss out.
“Thanks, I needed that,” I say finally.
“Mmmm,” he replies.
I open my eyes and see him lazily sucking my cum off his fingers. The sight makes me melt even more. God I’ve got the hots for this guy! I decide it doesn’t matter how much it
freaks me out to deal with the whole fucking him thing, I’m gonna try to figure
something out. I want him to be
happy. I want him to keep wanting
me. I want us to stick together.
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So me and Fuu. What
do you do with a girl you don’t think you should fuck? Hell if I know! I hung with girls when I was a kid. There were some who were really a blast, and could fight and
swear and keep up with the rest of us.
Fuu reminds me of those kinds of girls, so that’s good. I don’t really remember when I started
looking at them only as somewhere to put my dick, but it’s been a long time
since I did anything with a girl except fuck, so this situation is pretty weird
for me.
We spent the time waiting for Jin to get better just hanging
and talking when we weren’t working.
That hasn’t been too bad, really.
It’s nice to hold her close. It
shuts her up too! If I put my arm
around her she’ll snuggle into my chest and not say a word, so I can’t complain
about that. I even tried kissing her
last night. It was sweet. She’s a pretty good kisser too—much better
than Jin was when I first got hold of him.
She’s not coming on to me either, so that’s a relief. Don’t know if I could be good myself if she
wasn’t being good first.
Jin thinks what Fuu wants from me is all that romantic
shit—snuggling and kissing and stuff.
She’s not ready to be anyone’s lover.
I think he’s right. Plus I ain’t
ready to be nobody’s daddy. Fuu would
prolly be a great ma but I ain’t going there with her. So that means no fucking. That’s OK by me. I got Jin for that. And
now that everything’s out in the open, we can all be close in front of each
other and it feels comfy. I’ve been
sleeping with him at night and I really like it. I spoon up to his back and burrow my face in his neck so I can
smell his hair. Makes me feel safe
somehow.
Fuu brought home a roll of paper and more ink, so we’ve been
hanging in the evenings going crazy, scribbling and drawing and laughing. It’s really good to laugh with people, you
know? Jin and Fuu think I should try
and sell some of my pictures and maybe I will.
What the hell? Me and Fuu filled
Jin in on all our adventures with Okuru.
He didn’t know Fuu had her own brush with death in the river, so she had
to tell that story too. And now that
Jin’s back to his ol’ self again, we can take off in the next few days. You know, sometimes I think I musta died
when that boat exploded. Things are too
good for it to be real life. Least not
my real life anyway….
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Man oh man, I’ve got to be the luckiest bastard in the whole
fucking world. This morning I’m
stretched out on my back and Jin is sitting next to me. We’re more talking than anything else, and
we’re both still dressed. He’s got his
hand down my pants, and I’m barely hard when the door slides open. Oooops, there she is. She takes in the scene and blushes fifty
shades of red.
“OhmygodI’msorry,” she squeaks, and starts heading out the
door.
“Fuu, wait!” he commands.
My eyes get big but I ain’t gonna say anything. She turns back to us and he beckons to
her. “Come here you,” he says
softly. She does! Holy shit!
She comes over and kneels on my other side, never looking me in the face
once. He takes her hand and brings it
back inside my pants where his was just a moment ago. She doesn’t stop him. I
can’t fucking believe it! I can feel
heat just flash through my whole body.
He guides her hand around me and I can feel her cool fingers next to
his. Then they start to move on me and
it was blowing my mind so much I started laughing and moaning at the same
time. She finally looks at me, kinda
questioningly, and then she turns to Jin.
He just smiles.
“He’s fine. You’re
doing very well,” he says to her.
“Feeling overwhelmed, are we?” he teases me.
“Shut up…you fuck,” I pant.
He’s trusting the jacking off part to Fuu now and his own hand is moving
lower. Shit! I don’t want him to make me do anything embarrassing in front of
her, but if he does certain things to my ass I will and he knows it. His finger slides in but he’s not being
mean, it just feels good. I’m relieved. Watching Fuu jack me off is making me
totally hot. She looks so sweet and
serious about what she’s doing.
“Can you go faster?” I ask.
She looked at me with this little naughty smile and it was so cool. She does go faster, and Jin’s got
another finger in me. I’m starting to
need to check out, especially with Fuu there.
Jin teases me about how I hide behind my arms, but I just have to when I
start feeling out of control. Too much
good stuff starts coming in and I have to keep my head from exploding, I
think. And man, the stuff coming in is
really good. It doesn’t take long
before they send me over the edge and I cum all over myself. Fuu’s doing things right—she slows way down
and gets real gentle. When I can’t take
it anymore I reach down and guide her hand to stop. Our eyes meet and she looks at me hopefully.
“Mmmm good.” I
squeeze her hand and pull her down to me so we can kiss. Jin gives me a towel and I sit up. “That was fun kids. Let’s do it again real soon,” I say. They laugh.
Jin slugs me in the shoulder. It
feels good to be together.
“Are we ready to hit the road today?” he asks.
“If you are, we are,” answers Fuu. Jin stands.
“I’m ready,” he decides.
As we get our shit together I see Fuu sneak a sniff of the hand she was
holding me with. She closes her eyes
and gets this kinda far away look on her face.
I like it. I feel happy. I grab her and give her a kiss, then I go
kiss him too. Am I the luckiest bastard
in the world or what?
end
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