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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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Sano eagerly took up the bag of delicious Kyoto Mochi and exited the eatery. Although he had already eaten a big meal, he was being tempted to sample one of the sticky white morsels when he heard Saitou call out to him.

“I’m sorry I took awhile,” Sano said to Saitou. He noticed that a brawny, heavy-set guy, about Saitou’s age was standing beside the wolf, and obviously was joined in conversation with him before Sano arrived. “Who is your friend?” Sano suspiciously asked, or was it more of a possessive tone to his voice, due to the fact that he was uneasy about sharing Saitou with anyone he didn’t know himself.

Shinpachi nodded sternly and announced, “Nagakura, Shinpachi. I served Aizu through the Shinsengumi, Captain of the second troop.” Shinpachi eyed the young man from toe to ear, for Saitou had already filled the second troop captain in on the wolf’s current bedmate.

Saitou snickered and said, “Shinpachi…I know what you’re thinking, but do not under estimate this fellow. He is good for some things.”

“What the hell is that suppose to mean?” Sano barked. He had a feeling Saitou had been talking with his Shinsengumi friend about him behind his back. He irately frowned at the thought.

Shinpachi laughed heartedly. “Don’t read too much into it, Sanosuke-san, you are just very different from Saitou-kun’s previous mate during the Shinse…”

“Shinpachi, enough said.” Saitou quickly cut his old friends words from completion.

“Huh?” Sano picked up on it right away. “What was that? Did Saitou have a mate while in the Shinsengumi?” Sano was filled with surprised and his heart began pounding exceedingly. He couldn’t feel anything but dread. The young man stood there, feeling showered by insecurity and anxiety. Why didn’t Saitou mention it before?

“You haven’t told him?” Shinpachi questioned under his breath when he realized it was something that Saitou wanted buried. It seemed that Shinpachi resurrected a part of Saitou’s past that he now wished he hadn’t mentioned. “Forgive me, Saitou-kun.”

“Hey, what’s all the secrecy about? Saitou, what the hell is it that you are keeping from me? This pisses me off, you know that?”

“Calm down, Sanosuke and get a hold of yourself. My past doesn’t concern you, and it is better left in the past."

“Hell it doesn’t,” Sano barked. “The past is what made you who you are today! I’m trying to share everything with you as you are today, and your past would help me to understand why you’re such a bastard. And if I can know that, it would make it easier for me to put up with some of your shit-headed ways!”

Shinpachi raised his eyebrows at Sano’s outburst and lack of self-control. He couldn’t keep from wondering what it was that Saitou saw in such a person to have chosen him as mate. Sano was completely different from the person he knew during the Shinsengumi days that held Saitou’s entire life. Saitou’s past mate was a legend indeed, and now, to see Saitou’s mate’s successor, was a little disturbing to Shinpachi, to say the least.

“Sanosuke, you have said more than enough. I am asking you not to make this another issue, nor an excuse for one of your tantrums,” Saitou warned the young man. The glare in the wolf’s eyes was unmistakably fear bounding as it directly pierced through Sano.

“I’m getting disgusted with all the fucken mystery. No matter how lightly I thread on the eggshells, it always breaks anyway. There’s no room to relax. It is like I don’t have a right to feel that I’m really a part of your life. Now, I stand here as an outsider, wanting in, but not allowed to know certain parts of your life. I’m supposed to know you intimately, but the only fucken intimate thing I know about you is your cock size. Anything worth knowing about you is taboo, or reserved for people like him,” Sano blurted and nodded toward Shinpachi.

“That is more than enough, Sanosuke Sagara!” Saitou barked in frustration.

“Fuck you! I’m the one who has had enough! You, your Shinsengumi friends and your damn secrets can all go to hell!”

“Sanosuke!” Saitou gritted his teeth together in an outcry. He snarled at the angry young man and attracted the attention of the crowd around them.

Startled and hurt, Sano’s glare was intense. He looked over at Shinpachi and glared at Saitou again. “Fuck this,” he said, turned his back on the two reunited Shinsengumi captains and left.

“Forgive me,” Shinpachi’s voice trailed. “I had no idea the two of you had issues about Shinsengumi.”

Saitou sighed deeply. “Forget about that. I don’t blame Sanosuke. It is as he said. I have not been open with him because of the difficulty I have discussing the past. Especially…”

Shinpachi interrupted Saitou, “You need not say more. It was a difficult time for you—for all of us. Of all of what went wrong back then; every one of us felt the loss when you lost your mate. I think we’ve all lost a part of us then."

Saitou looked deep into Shinpachi’s eyes and there were no words to communicate the emotion felt within the two. They both had gone to hell and survived. What more could be said?

“Let’s go for a drink,” Shinpachi suggested. “I know it’s early, but we have a lot to talk about. For one thing, I would like to discuss setting up a memorial for Kondo and Hijikata. It is a good omen that I ran into you."

“On such an occasion as this, I don’t think it is too early for some sake,” Saitou agreed to join Shinpachi. He hadn’t met with the man in years and it was good timing, for there was nothing more for him to do in Kyoto.

“I know of a little place north from here. It’s not too far at all. What about your new mate?” Shinpachi asked being a little concerned about Sano.

“Don’t concern yourself with Sanosuke. He is tough. His emotions could use more toughening, but that is to be expected from one who had not lived as long, and seen as much as we have,” Saitou chuckled in jest.

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

“You mean Hisomu-san will actually allow you to travel alone?” Mochi Hana asked with her fingers against her lips as her jaw dropped in awe and disbelief. “What is my brother thinking? This is out of his nature for him.”

Mitsu shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. “I’m not really traveling by myself,” she said, “Cho-san will be escorting me. I know that Hisomu-san trusts that man, and so do I.

“Mitsu-san, I was meaning to talk to you about Cho-san,” Mochi Hana lowered her voice and moved closer to the other woman. “Forgive me if I am off track, or if my asking offends you, but is there something going on between Cho and yourself?”

There was no mistaking the surprised look on Mitsu’s face at Mochi Hana’s comment, but then again, she wasn’t very careful to hide the infatuation she had for Cho the last time the three of them were together. Mitsu blushed and looked away quickly from Mochi Hana’s searching eyes.

“Please,” Mochi Hana said gently and set her petite hand to rest upon Mitsu’s shoulder. “I assure you that Horie-san will never hear it from me if there should be something that you do not wish for him to know.”

“Well, I have to be honest with you,” Mitsu whispered. “At first, I didn’t find Cho-san to be attractive in the least. After all,” Mitsu held her hand up to her lips and giggled, “Cho-san is such the opposite from Hisomu-sama. The man’s sense of humor and character is adorable, to say the least. After awhile, I began to look forward to being with him, for he was such a delight.” Mitsu’s countenance changed abruptly. “At first, in my desperation, I thought about using Cho-san as a way to escape my situation. To be honest with you, I had been watching for available means of escape with whomever I met. But, with Cho-san, it quickly turned out differently.”

Mochi Hana smiled. “Perhaps it is with Cho you will find freedom.”

A twinkle shown from Mitsu’s eye and a wishful grin followed along with a deep sigh. “So…you understand?”

“I have never found my situation with Serizawa to be anything less than pleasurable, but…” Mochi Hana’s voice trailed off in thought, but only briefly. “But, unfortunately, there have been times that I found myself in painful situations where I would have given anything to escape.” She held both of Mitsu’s hands within her own and reassured her. “I can sympathize with you and I sense your need to be free to love who you will. It would be wonderful if my brother was a different person, but it is obvious that his need to control his life and the lives around him overshadows the true need he has for happiness. Believe me, I wish things were different for you and he, but because it is not, I wish only happiness for you, despite of my brother’s insanity.”

“Arigatou gosaimas Mochi Hana-san,” Mitsu said sincerely and then bowed.

“Well, enough about this heavy subject. You must hurry along and get everything you need to take with you on the trip. Let me help you with that,” Mochi Hana said excitedly as she snatched the orange and yellow obi from Mitsu’s hands. “I’ve never seen such a fancy wardrobe as you have! My brother certainly didn’t hold back at adorning you.”

Mitsu sighed. “I would give it all up for an evening of pure love.”

“I have a feeling all of that is ahead of you, Mitsu-san. Now, come on! Hurry! You don’t want to take a life time getting there, do you?”

The women giggled as they continued sorting out the items Mitsu needed for the trip.

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

“I don’t care what it will take, at what expense, you are not to take your eyes of my Mitsu-san. Is that understood?” Horie firmly directed Cho while he filled his ivory tipped smoking pipe. “She means the world to me and I don’t want to hear of any misfortunate incident. Your destination is not far from Tokyo, but be warned, anything could happen between here and there, and then back.”

“I hear you loud and clear, sir! Please rest assured that your purty Darlin’ will be safeguarded until my dying breath!” Cho exclaimed with a salute, imitating the western soldiers they’re all accustomed to seeing throughout Tokyo.

“You better think twice about dying, Cho. Be warned that death will not hinder me from doling your sword lashes if you should fail at keeping Mitsu-san from harm.”

Horie lit his pipe and inhaled the airy smoke into his lungs, then exhaled. “There is something else you need to know.” Horie looked over at the door behind Cho. He walked over to it and peered just beyond it to make sure no one was standing close by. Confident that no one was within hearing range he slid it shut, and then turned to walk back to Cho. But before doing so, he stood for a moment and eyed the Kyoto man. “I want you to make a stop before you reach the livery just shy of your destination. There, you will leave the carriage and take the one they will have available for you.” Horie took another deep pull off his smoke, held it in his lungs for a moment, and then allowed the long thin line ventilate past his lips. “You must do the same as you exit the town as well. Another carriage will be awaiting you for the return trip.”

“I take it that I’ll be carrying much more than your purty woman?” Cho questioned already assuming that the trip involved much more than a quick social trip for Mitsu.

Horie nodded. “No one will suspect anything. A carriage change is expected after pushing the horses. This will be the first of many such connections outside of Tokyo. You see, Cho…” Horie flipped his smoke out in a tray and continued to say, “…This growing metropolis is our distribution center since its location allows us easy importation, but we’ll be doing a lot of business outside of this grand center. It’s just a matter of time until all our plants are set up for full functionality.”

“I see. Hell… I guess the purty lady’s trip is a mighty fine cover for the first connection out that way. To think that I thought you were actually centering your thoughts on Mitsu-san’s need to reconnect with her family.” Cho frowned, for he was disappointed in Horie, but not surprised. He thought that he was finally seeing a soft spot in the man, but as it turned out, Horie’s kind gesture toward Mitsu was nothing more than to use her as a cover to distribute contraband.

“Cho, Cho,” Horie laughed cold-heartedly. “It seems that in some affairs, you are yet naive!”

Cho chuckled to appease Horie and agreed; “I guess you got me there. Can’t blame a man for being wet behind the ears, but I have the advantage.”

Horie raised his brow out of curiosity. “You do, do you? And what makes you say that?”

“I have one hell of a teacher to show me the ropes.” Cho smugly nodded at Horie flaunting his confidence. “I am smart enough to know that I don’t know it all. Not just yet, anyway. But, where I lack only means that I’ll be able to advance with the right spur on my flank.”

“I’m glad you don’t mind being used for running purposes. I normally would leave something like this to one of the more experienced, but being that this case is relatively safe, I’ve chosen you for this opportunity to spread your wings a bit.” Horie chuckled and added, “You know—break you in. Besides, I trust you with my Mitsu.”

Cho’s breath caught in his throat. He tried hard not to flinch, but that last statement of Horie’s caught him off guard. His heart raced and he felt as though the entire room ran out of breathable air. “Uhhh, I should tie some of the loose ends I have danglin’,” he said as he tried to play it cool.

“Good idea,” Horie nodded. “I’ll see you at the residence when you go by to pick up Mitsu-san and I will discuss the details with you then. There is no need to get into that with you now.”

“Hai, hai…” Cho nodded, and then he was off, relieved that he was no longer under Horie’s scrutiny. He breathed in a deep breath of fresh air and headed toward the carriage from there.

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

“Oro? Misao?” Kenshin gasped with unbelievable surprise. “You! How did you…?”

“Himura, long time no see!” The tiny, barely five feet, blue-eyed ninja girl shouted in greeting at the ex-battousai. “You ask me how I did what? Get here? I’ll remind you that I am a ninja, or have you really forgotten?”

“No! I haven’t forgotten. It’s good to see you—that it is! But I am curious and I have to ask… What has you traveling all this way from Kyoto? Had something happened? Is everything alright in Kyoto?”

“NO!” Screamed Misao. “Everything is NOT alright! I saw that wolf guy, Goro Fujita, and when I asked him why he showed up to pick up the information instead of Aoshi-sama, he told me shit!”

Kenshin chuckled nervously. “Now, now, Miss Misao, calm down. I’m sure there is some sort of explanation, if you’d just calm down and give it some time.”

“Time?! Don’t you think I have given it some time? Aoshi-sama told me to stay in Kyoto and wait for his return. That is exactly what I’ve done; yet I haven’t heard from him since he left!Time you say? I’m tired of waiting; I’m tired of being led on. What the hell does Aoshi take me for? A kid?”

Misao was fighting mad. Clinched where her fists held tightly at her sides. Her tone was blaring as she spoke loudly, on the brink of screams. It was obvious that she sat and seethed on the train ride to Tokyo. Her long braided hair swirled behind her as she lashed out verbally, blowing off the built up steam she held in up to this point.

“Think for a moment, Misao. You are still young, and Aoshi-kun is, well he is a full-grown adult. I’m sure he has been considering that as a hindrance.”

“Well at the very least, he could have told me that himself, couldn’t he?”

Kenshin shrugged his shoulders. “You have a point.”

“Then where the hell is he?” Misao demanded in her trademark hysterics.

Kenshin sighed not knowing where Aoshi had gone after he had left the dojo earlier. “That I do not know either, Miss Misao. Aoshi-kun left here earlier this morning. He was staying here temporarily, but he recently decided to get a place of his own in town.”

“Grrrrr!” The girl growled and set both of her hands on the sides of her head as if she was keeping it from exploding. “I can’t believe this! That Aoshi Shinomori gets me so mad!” She looked at Kenshin, but this time with pain in her eyes. “Himura-san, I don’t want to go on searching for him like this. I don’t want to lose him again. After you brought him back to us, I thought he would settle down and I hoped that he would let me be a part of his life and everything was going to be fine.” The stubborn expression returned across her face as she blurted, “I’m going to find him and get all of this out. It’s driving me insane!”

“You should not be traveling on your own, Misao. I will accompany you to town.”

“You don’t have to do that, I’ve made it this far by myself, and I certainly can find him on my own.”

“That—I am sure you are capable of doing, but it would make me feel better if I knew you were safe, now that I know you are here in Tokyo,” Kenshin explained.

“Alright, I’ll let you come with me, but only if you promise me that you stop treating me like a child.”

Kenshin chuckled with his trademark squint to his eyes. “I will try as you ask, but I am protective by nature—That I am.”

“Then let’s get started. I can’t wait to see Aoshi-sama, and give him a piece of my mind!”

Kenshin rolled his eyes as a large sweat-bead dripped from the side of his temple. The day had gotten even more interesting as it unfolded. “Never a dull moment,” Kenshin mumbled under his breath as he started on the walk toward town with Misao.

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

“Well, look at what the wolf dragged in,” Sano said sarcastically as he eyed Saitou. “He dragged in himself!”

“I am surprised to see you here, Sanosuke. I thought you’d be out sulking like a spoiled child, lost in the city somewhere after you threw that little tantrum in front of Shinpachi-kun.”

“Well, I hate surprises.”

“What surprise? That I actually had a life before I became involved with you?” Saitou walked over to Sano and sat on the zabuton.

“You can be such a prick, you know that?”

“That makes you a pussy, does it not?”

“How come you never told me you had a mate while you were here in Kyoto?” Sano asked as he peered into Saitou’s golden eyes attempting to read the wolf’s emotions.

Saitou peered back, directly into Sano’s eyes. He could plainly see that his mate was suffering, but he definitely did not want to discuss his past, especially that of his former mate.

“Must we go into this again, Sanosuke?” Saitou’s piercing stare turned cold and irritated. “What difference will it make? The past is well enough where it is. Let us leave it there, shall we?”

Sano’s expression grew dark. He turned his gaze away from Saitou in thought. “Damn you Saitou,” Sano grumbled after a long season of silence. “I want to be the one who means the most to you.”

“As far as I’m concerned, you are not in competition with my past.” He placed his hand upon Sano’s shoulder to get the young man’s undivided attention. “Can you not see that it is my past that I am trying to leave behind? I want to forget it all. I have chosen you to help me do that, but I am realizing that you are unwilling to help me.”

“Shit, I guess I’m failing again, huh? I admit that I can be a prick too. I didn’t know you needed my help with leaving your past behind. All this time I was trying to compete with your past, and I guess, when I heard you had a mate, I assumed that it was a guy.” Sano shrugged his shoulders and mumbled, “I got jealous.”

Saitou leaned over and kissed Sano on the mouth feeling the familiar desire to take his mate. The wolf was well aware that his past and the present were two separate and different situations. Presently, Saitou was very content being there with Sano, living day by day to enjoy him in different ways. Even though Sano can be a real pain to him, Saitou still takes immense pleasure in discovering new heights with his intimate partner. A simple kiss, such as the one Saitou was enjoying at the moment, could very well burst into a torrential storm that drenches to the very soul.

“No,” Saitou said as he broke the kiss briefly. “You are not failing, nor are you disappointing me.” Saitou nodded toward the futon that was still left out from their slumber together the night before. “Remove your clothing and lay for me… there.”

Saitou’s request revealed his desire for sex, which stole Sano’s breath and charged his heart to beat quickly. The wolf never grew weary of surveying the young man’s physical perfection. Sano was almost flawless. His matured muscles were still tainted with flecks of youth, which Saitou found erotically stimulating.

“Lay there, on your back,” Saitou nodded toward the futon. He watched the young man’s every move obeying his command. “Hai, that’s it. Now, bend your knees for me and set both of your feet on the futon.” Saitou drank in the sight of Sano’s shameless display of sexual beauty. Every curve of Sano’s muscles seem to call out to him, every movement the young man made, was tainted with sexual suggestions. Saitou sat there, on his heels, locked in the hypnotic gaze upon the body that incased the soul of his mate, captivating him. “Spread your knees apart slightly, let me see between your legs, please.” Saitou spoke his desire forth gently, smoothly.

Sano’s heart raced. He felt as though all the blood in his body was rushing down to engorge his penis. The silky smooth tone of Saitou’s voice caused his erection to squeeze forth the translucent gelatinous fluid to the tip of his casqued flesh. Sano’s sensitivity intensified, causing his muscle to spasm beneath the skin of his taut erectile. A stray drop broke loose from the tip of his penis and caught a shimmer of light as it met Sano’s lower abdomen. The young man laid still, on his back, for Saitou’s viewing.

“Exquisite,” Saitou purred as his gaze locked upon the fallen dew that collected just beneath Sano’s delicious cock. The wolf swiped his lips slowly with his tongue as he relished the sight set before him. Sano dropped another bead of sexual lubricant, which created a shimmering web between cock and abdomen. A sight too extraordinary to view lightly; and too grand for the wolf to resist without reacting to its beckoning. Saitou removed his kimono and set it beside him, followed by his fundoshi. There—Saitou sat, his sight fixed upon Sano’s irresistible form.

Sano moaned suggestively. “My cock is dying here, it’s driving me crazy,” the lustfully charged young man said, in want of more stimulation.

“Do not worry about your penis’ death, Sanosuke. It is full of life, and dripping with it in abundance.” Saitou took his own shaft into his hand and pulled back its foreskin to reveal his own hearty amount of pre‑orgasmic liquid that he used as a gliding lubricant between his hand and organ. Saitou began to stroke himself gently. “Spread your legs wider, Sanosuke. I would like to see more of you.”

Sano relaxed his inner thigh muscles, causing his legs to fall in opposite directions, and exposed all of his sexual glory for the wolf to visually devour.

“Yes, Saitou gasped. “Yes, you are magnificent, so beautiful.” The wolf began to pump his erection with his hand with just the right amount of firmness in his fingers to cause himself to feel the most pleasurable sensations. “Yes, now lift your hips so I can see more of you.”

Sano pushed up on his heels and constricted his abdomen until his buttocks were off the futon. Sano was mesmerized by the look in Saitou’s eyes. The golden orbs shown like fire, so hot, so very alluring and sexually charged. It had the young man willing to do anything Saitou would suggest.

Saitou moved closer to Sano’s offering, relishing the very thought of having Sano for his own pleasure. He hated the misunderstanding they sometimes ran into from time to time, but when the two were connected, nothing could compare.

“Let me see what you have there, Sanosuke,” Saitou said as he peered down at Sano’s swell. “It looks as though that might be hurting, hmmm?” Saitou’s voice was suggestively teasing the young man.

“Hmmm, yeah. This definitely needs your attention, and quick! I think it’s going to explode any minute.”

Saitou moved closer and hunched over Sano’s spread legs. “You’re beautiful Sanosuke,” Saitou said with a swipe of his lips with his tongue in preparation to dine on his mate’s tempting offering. “I’m pleased to see that you’re so wet…” Saitou stuck his tongue out and set it on the tip of Sano’s cock to lap up another translucent pearl. The sticky clear substance clung to Saitou’s tongue as the wolf retrieved it into his hungry mouth to taste his mate. Saito sighed a hot breath and said in a whisper, “You taste extraordinarily delicious.”

Sano’s masculine muscle twitched in anticipation. It desired more of the wolf’s expert oral kneading. Saitou lowered his head once again and Sano excitedly reached for his cock, held it straight and steady for the wolf’s hot mouths enrapture. “Oh, take me like that, Saitou,” Sano pleaded, his breath faint with lust. “Let me fuck your mouth for a bit, please Saitou, I just got to have you that way.”

Saitou grinned and lowered his lips until it met with Sano’s smooth cock head. He opened his mouth and released his tongue that immediately swirled its way around the rim of Sano’s swollen, sensitive helmet.

“Oooo, that is so nice, Saitou!” Sano exclaimed. He pushed his hip up, still holding onto the base of his cock, he eased his shaft into Saitou’s mouth. “Your tongue is so hot,” Sano pulled in the cool air past his teeth and lips as he felt his cock’s head slide without hindrance between Saitou’s lips and into the wolf’s heated, oral cavern.

Saitou gave Sano a few intensely well positioned tongue swirls and head sucks, playing along the rim of the young man’s organ.

“No…Hold up,” Sano’s hand shot down to Saitou’s head to steady the wolf from movement. “It’s too intense, you’re too good.”

Saitou smirked as he pulled his head back to look at his sexually heated mate. “Hmn, I can plainly see that what you need is a good ride then.”

“Ride?” Sano questioned.

Saitou repositioned himself directly between Sano’s legs.

“Oooh yeah, ride me, baby!”

“Sanosuke, how many times must I ask you to refrain from using that term with me?”

“Uh, sorry… Here’s the vile.” Sano handed Saitou the lubricant and chuckled, adoring how picky Saitou is, especially when referring to who the wolf is as a person. Saitou’s such a proud man, and Sano admired him to no end… “Ahggh, go slow, my ass! Shit, Saitou, you’re not exactly little down there, you know?”

“Hold still, allow me to get you into position.

“Ow… What the fuck?”

“Damn it, Sanosuke! Steady yourself.”

“I’m trying! It’s not easy being bent in half like this. It’s fucken unnatural! It’s… It’s… Ahhh…”

Saitou slid into Sano easily after the slight position adjustment. Saitou shut his eyes and pushed forward even deeper until Sano encased his entire solid shaft. “You are hot, Sanosuke. Hotter than ever before.” Saitou began to push and pull, slowly, smoothly, feeling the sides of Sano’s muscles embrace him as he moved inside of the young man. The wolf gazed down at Sano as he fucked him, “Yes Sanosuke, you have no need to be concerned about my past. It seems my heart is captivated by you.”

“Huh?” Sano could barely believe that the wolf just spoke those words. “Are you telling me… Are you saying that you love me?”

“Hmn,” Saitou confirmed. “I am going to have to do you hard now Sanosuke."

“Any harder, I’m going to come!”

“That’s the point, Ahou. I am ready.” Saitou began pumping into Sano forcefully. He held onto Sano’s hips and legs and pulled the young man against himself as he rammed forward, his cock driving into Sano headed for the point of no return. Saitou locked his front teeth together and drew back his lips tightly around them, baring his canines in a snarl. “Sanosuke, do not ejaculate just yet, let me release myself into you and then I will release you myself.”

“Oh shit Saitou, you don’t know what you’re asking! I’m so fucken close!”

Saitou snapped his hip forward in an aggressive thrust, freeing the binds that held his climax at port. Saitou gasped and arched his back, which silently announced his arrival. His breathing was very deep, and then he exhaled, signaling his completed journey. Immediately, he withdrew from Sano and dropped his torso level with the awaiting young man.

“Hurry,” Sano pleaded. “The fucking scene was too hot to handle. I’m already…”

Before Saitou could get his lips around the young man’s cock Sano’s milky hot fluid hit the wolf against the cheek, then another forceful blow against his chin. Quickly Saitou’s mouth caught the rest of Sano’s disbursing load, which pumped pulse, after pulse of the white liquid into Saitou’s mouth. Saitou drank with much pleasure.

“Oh Buddha! What the hell just happened?” Sano head was still swimming even though his climatic spasms ceased. “Mmmm, that feels good, Saitou,” Sano reached down and ran his fingers through the wolf’s jet-black hair.

Saitou pulled himself up to lay next to Sano and kissed him deeply. Sano closed his eyes, taking in the flavor of semen along with his lover’s tongue. They both moaned with contented pleasure, enjoying the closeness that was theirs alone to experience.

Saitou pulled apart from Sano briefly, “Let my past go, Sanosuke. I have, a long time ago.”

“I know you’re right,” Sano said and licked the sticky fluid from Saitou’s chin and the side of his lips. “I am going to try really hard not to bring it up. This is what is important… what’s happening between us now.” Sano’s tongue ran up the side of Saitou’s cheek and made amends for his terrible aim. “I’m sorry about this,” Sano said referring to his lack of control. You’re still too much for me to handle.”

Saitou smirked and lowered his head to kiss his mate once more. Passionately.
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