Control

I want to thank everyone who’s reviewed this story-both positive and with criticism. (Lere-I thank you for your continuing readership! That comment about reviews was meant for those who read, but don’t review. Not faithful readers and reviewers like you.) The comments made have helped me and I hope future chapters reflect this. A fun fact about this chapter, part of it was written in a hospital E.R. waiting room while a group of people discussed some really gross things (of course they discussed this while I was writing the lemon) and is a testament to my skills of concentration that it turned out as well as it did! I’ll try to keep the updates coming.

You know it, I know it but I’ll say it anyway…I don’t own, I borrow.

Control
Chapter 6

Kaoru pulled back from Yahiko’s arms and looked the boy over. “You look like you haven’t grown any in my absence,” she said, smiling.

Yahiko grinned. “You sure haven’t gotten any prettier since you’ve been gone,” he said.

Sano shook his head. “While I’ve missed you missy, you need to tell us what happened,” he said, adopting a serious look.

“Yes,” Kaoru said. “Let’s go inside and sit down. I’ll tell you everything.”

As they entered the house, Misao appeared from out of the kitchen. Glomping onto Kaoru, the two friends spent a few moments telling each other how much they missed the other. Clearing his throat, Aoshi gave Misao a look and the girl backed off. Entering the dining room, the group took a few moments to eat the lunch Misao had prepared. Finishing her tea, Kaoru set her cup down and looked around the table at her friends.

“I know you all want to know what happened. If you’re ready, I’ll tell you about it,” Kaoru said.

Everyone nodded and waited to hear her story. Taking a deep breath, Kaoru began. She told them of the return from the picnic with Kenshin and the appearance of the mysterious men. Kaoru explained why Kenshin gave up his sword and how he was knocked unconscious. She gave them the details of her journey to the village where she was left alone and her trip to Matsue. She finished by telling them of meeting Akira, the Oniwaban operative and his help in returning her to her friends in Tokyo.

When Kaoru had finished her story, everyone was quiet. Yahiko was the first to say something.

“We’ve got to find Kenshin! It isn’t right that they used busu like that!”
Kaoru narrowed her eyes.

“While you feel it isn’t right, it is the most logical way to get to the Battousai,” Aoshi said. “You strike at your enemy’s weakness and use it to your advantage. Battousai’s feelings for Kamiya-san guaranteed that those men could control him by holding her hostage. What I am puzzled by is the purpose of letting her go so far from home, unharmed.”

Kaoru suppressed a shudder at Aoshi’s words.

“What if they wanted to keep us in the dark?” Sano asked.

“What are you talking about you big rooster?” Yahiko asked.

“Think about it, Yahiko-CHAN. With both Kenshin and Kaoru gone and no witnesses, we had nothing to go on. Now that we’ve got the missy back, we know what happened, but we’ve lost over a week’s worth of time. We still don’t know what happened to Kenshin after they took him away or even who took him. We’re back at square one, except now we know what happened,” Sano said.

“Sanosuke’s right. If they’d let Kaoru go right away, you would’ve been able to respond right away. If they were any witnesses, things would be fresh in their mind and you’d know what details to ask about. With over a week’s worth of time, people’s memories are going to get fuzzy. It’ll make following the trail that much harder,” Misao said, shaking her head sadly.

“But there’s hope right? Surely the Oniwaban group must have some leads?” Kaoru said, looking to Aoshi and Misao hopefully.

“I’m sorry Kamiya-san, so far our network has not turned up any viable leads,” Aoshi said.

Kaoru fought back tears.

“Don’t you worry Kaoru,” Misao said. “Now that you’re back and you’ve gold us about the abduction, the details you’ve given us should help us find new leads.”

Aoshi nodded. “Misao is correct Kamiya-san. The details you’ve given and whatever details you can remember will help. The more you can remember, the more we will have to go on.”

Sano looked over at Kaoru. “Look missy, you look exhausted. Why don’t we have Yahiko heat up a bath and then you get some rest. Your memory will be clearer when you’re not fighting exhaustion.”

“Why do I have to heat up the bath?” Yahiko asked, glowering.
“Yahiko, your sensei has had a rough time. Don’t argue, just do it!” Sano barked.

Grumbling, Yahiko left to prepare the bath. Sano turned his attention back to Kaoru.

“Missy, are you sure you’re alright? They didn’t hurt you in anyway…,” Sano asked.

Kaoru shook her head. “No Sano, they didn’t touch me,” she said wearily.

“Kaoru, I’ll help you get your things ready for a bath,” Misao volunteered.

“Thank you, Misao,” Kaoru said, rising from the table.

Both girls left the dining room. Sano watched them walk away. Turning to Aoshi, he observed the stoic ninja.

“So Aoshi, does the missy’s information give you any clues?” he asked.

Taking a sip of tea, Aoshi looked at the former fighter-for-hire. Setting his cup down, Aoshi replied.

“I believe Kamiya’s story does give us some leads, but they’re sparse. We can assume that whoever arranged the abduction is familiar with the Battousai’s fighting style. Obviously they watched him as they knew to use Kamiya to subdue him. Likewise from the information it can be deduced that the organizer must have a good deal of money for them to afford so many men. These facts help, but there is nothing that points a finger at any one person or organization.”

Clenching his fist, Sano banged it on the table. “So what are you saying? That it’s impossible to find him?” Sano asked angrily.

Narrowing his eyes a fraction, Aoshi shot Sano a cold look. “I said nothing of the sort,” he said. “The information is helpful, but it doesn’t point us in one direction. It will take time to sort through the possible suspects. However, we will find the Battousai. If you’ll excuse me, I need to begin the process,” Aoshi said, rising from the table.

Sitting alone in the room, Sano looked out the window. Thinking about his missing friend, Sano made a silent vow. ‘Hang in there Kenshin. We’ll get you back. Everyone here misses you and the missy, well, she just plain needs you. I swear we will bring you home.’

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Far from the dojo, Kenshin sat against the wall of the prison. Thinking back over his conversation with the masked man, Kenshin tried to place the man’s voice. The familiarity of it was upsetting him. If only he could remember where he’d heard that voice before!

Miyori sat at the low table near the bookcase, sewing. Kenshin felt someone approaching the doorway. Turning his attention to the door, he noticed Miyori jump at the sound of the slot opening. Food, firewood and some books were shoved through the opening. When the slot had closed, Miyori rose and retrieved the items. Kenshin watched as she placed the food and firewood away. Taking the books, she walked to the bookcase.

“Anything worth reading?” Kenshin asked. Miyori turned toward Kenshin, blushing.

“I…I wouldn’t know,” she said, looking at the floor.

Kenshin’s eyes widened. “Can you read Miss Miyori?” he asked.

Miyori shook her head no. Kenshin smiled. “Would you like to learn?” he asked.

Miyori looked up at the wanderer. Smiling she looked down at the books and then back to Kenshin.

“Yes!” she exclaimed. Kenshin nodded and rose.

Walking over to Miyori he sat next to her. Taking a piece of the writing paper, he began to teach her the alphabet. Kenshin was halfway through showing her the alphabet when he felt presences surround the room. Grabbing one of the books off the table, he warned Miyori. Flattening herself against the wall, she watched as Kenshin stood close by, ready to dodge the darts. Kenshin’s eyes glowed amber as he felt the anger building up inside.

Kenshin dodged the first dart that was fired. Using his god-like speed, he ran and retrieved the dart. Throwing it toward an opening in the screen, he hoped to hit one of their assailants. The screen slammed shut, just catching the dart in the wooden edging. Kenshin growled. Sensing a dart coming, Kenshin spun around and caught it with the book. Miyori trembled, seeing the look of pure rage on Kenshin’s face. Kenshin glanced up. Seeing a man aiming a dart at Miyori, Kenshin shouted out, “Miyori move!”

Miyori threw herself to the right, just missing the dart. Looking from the dart to Kenshin, Miyori smiled. Raising herself to her feet, she prepared herself to run if necessary.

Kenshin continued to dodge darts and Miyori kept scanning to see if any were aimed toward her. Miyori watched, horrified, as the men above all aimed at Kenshin and let their darts go at the same time. Kenshin swung the book, trying to knock them all away, but two hit him in the back. Miyori’s eyes closed. Kenshin lowered the book and threw it to the side. Shaking, he pulled the darts out. The sound of laughter filled the room.

Kenshin jerked his eyes toward the sound. The masked man eyes crinkled in a smile as Kenshin narrowed his gaze on him.

“You can’t win, Battousai,” he called out. “You can’t dodge every dart, no matter how hard you try.”

“Why don’t you come down here and face me man to man?” Kenshin asked his tone cold as ice.

The masked man chuckled. “I like those words Battousai. However, I believe you have other things to take care of at the moment.”

Miyori clenched her fists. Opening her eyes, she faced the masked man. “How dare you do this?” she called out. “Hell is waiting for people like you, people who have no regard for other lives! You hide behind those bars and play with others’ lives. Whatever you’re doing this for, you won’t succeed!”

The masked man laughed. “My dear, I believe you have other things to worry about at the moment rather than my fate. Your companion isn’t looking so good.”

Turning her attention to Kenshin, she saw him trembling. Flashing her eyes back to the masked man, she glared at him. Returning her attention to Kenshin, Miyori placed a hand on his shoulder. Kenshin closed his eyes.

Moving herself in front of Kenshin, Miyori placed her hand on his scarred cheek. Opening his eyes, Kenshin turned his violet gaze on Miyori. Smiling wanly, Kenshin leaned his forehead to Miyori’s.

“I’m sorry Miss Miyori,” Kenshin whispered.

Miyori smiled at him. Raising her lips to Kenshin, she gave him a small kiss. Kenshin responded and deepened the kiss. Cupping his face, Miyori closed herself off to her surroundings. Above, the masked man smiled as he watched the two.

Kenshin broke the kiss and moved toward her neck. Kissing her neck, Kenshin looked above to see the masked man watching. Narrowing his eyes, Kenshin shot the man a glare as he continued to kiss Miyori. He could feel the darts effects strongly. Groaning, Kenshin leaned his head on Miyori’s shoulder. Miyori reached for the knot at his waist. Undoing it, she reached inside his hakama. Brushing aside his fundoshi, she grasped his member. Kenshin trembled as she touched him. Stroking lightly, Miyori once again marveled at how soft and hard it was at the same time. Pulling his head up, Kenshin kissed Miyori again. Opening her mouth, she allowed Kenshin to plunder her sweetness. He reached up and brushed her left breast, feeling the nipple harden through the material. Reaching behind her, he undid her obi.

Miyori’s kimono parted and Kenshin ran his hand over the breast again, playing with the nipple. Miyori wrapped her other arm around Kenshin’s neck, pulling him closer. Running his hand down her side, Kenshin pulled her leg up to his waist. Using his other hand, he stroked her curls. Separating her nether lips, he brushed her nub and ran down to her entrance. Feeling her wetness, he swirled his finger. Miyori would’ve melted but Kenshin’s grip on her leg and her grip on his neck allowed her to keep standing.

As her wetness increased, Kenshin felt himself becoming painfully hard. Glancing up, Kenshin saw that the masked man still watched. Kenshin was torn. He didn’t want to humiliate Miyori, but his throbbing member was begging for completion. Her stroking was helping, but it was like a mist on a raging fire. He needed more. He needed to feel her tight, slick heat. Pulling his head back slightly, he looked into Miyori’s eyes. Her eyes were clouded with desire. Her own body ached with the need to feel what Kenshin could give her. Lowering her leg, Kenshin closed her kimono. She looked up into Kenshin’s eyes, the question clear. Kenshin smiled. Reaching down, he removed her hand.

Kenshin walked behind her. Shooting a cold glare to the masked man, Kenshin turned his attention back to Miyori. “Trust me,” he whispered into her ear, before licking the rim. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he gently pushed her forward to the wall. Running his hands down her arms, Kenshin put his hands over hers. Bringing them up, he placed them against the wall. Kissing her neck, he slid his hands back, dropping them down to cup her breasts. Rubbing her nipples, he smiled at her soft moan. Sliding his hands down, he gripped her waist and pulled back slightly. Miyori slid her hands down the wall a bit as she felt Kenshin’s hands pull her waist back. As Kenshin nibbled on her neck and kissed down her back through her kimono, his hands slid down to her inner thighs. Pulling gently, he caused Miyori to spread her legs. Running his hand to the apex of her thighs, he once again teased her entrance. Feeling her slickness coat his fingers, Kenshin smiled. Using his other hand, he pulled up the back of Miyori’s kimono till it was bunched at her waist.

Pulling down his hakama and removing his fundoshi, Kenshin stood clad in just his gi. Gripping his member, he guided the tip to Miyori’s entrance. Rubbing her slit, he heard her moan at the sensation. Moving back to her entrance, he slowly entered her moist heat. Miyori could feel his length throbbing and twitching as he entered her. Moaning, Miyori rocked her hips back towards Kenshin’s, impaling herself to the hilt. Kenshin began a slow rhythm, pulling out to the tip and slowly thrusting back in.

Glancing over his shoulder, Kenshin felt rage at seeing the masked man still watching. The man had a dark gleam in his eyes and Kenshin felt the desire to kill welling up inside. Giving a sharp thrust, Kenshin’s attention was drawn back to Miyori as she moaned his name. His eyes softening, Kenshin increased his pace. Feeling as though he was going to climax soon, Kenshin adjusted his angle and holding Miyori by the hips, he began to pound into her. Her mewling cries got stronger as Kenshin felt her walls begin to contract. Slamming himself to the hilt, Kenshin let his climax come as Miyori screamed his name.

His breathing hard, Kenshin glanced over his shoulder in time to see the masked man’s eyes crinkle with a smile as the man turned and left. Returning his attention to Miyori, Kenshin leaned over her back. As he did so, his length, still rock hard, slid back. Miyori moaned. Kenshin reached around and stroked her nub. Miyori responded by rocking her hips. Kenshin reached up and put a hand on her hip, stilling her. Sliding himself out, he turned Miyori around. Grabbing her hand he led her to the futon. Glimpsing his member standing rock hard, Miyori felt herself flush. Smiling, Kenshin pulled Miyori down to the futon. Kissing her, he laid her on her back. Lowering himself over her, Kenshin interlocked his hands with hers. Sliding his member back into her slick heat, Kenshin felt Miyori’s back arch. Setting a quick pace, Kenshin felt male pride at the mewling cries and moans Miyori made. Placing his hands on her legs, he directed her to place them over his shoulders. Slamming into her, Miyori felt as if he was touching her heart from the inside. She felt the crest coming and crying out, her walls gripped Kenshin’s member as her climax came. The tightness was too much and Kenshin felt his own climax come. Crying out, he slammed into her a final time as he spilled his seed deep in her. Leaning back on his haunches, he realized he was still hard.

Miyori felt her breathing return to normal. She tried to move one of her legs from Kenshin’s shoulder and heard him hiss. Looking into his face, she could see his bangs plastered to his face with sweat. His eyes were clenched shut. Miyori’s eyes softened. To her, he looked like he was in pain. Whispering softly, she asked if he was alright. Kenshin shook his head no. Mustering her courage, she asked if he was done. Kenshin shook his head no again. Gently lowering her legs, she slid back, feeling Kenshin’s member slide out. Raising herself to her knees, she placed a hand on Kenshin’s shoulder. Applying gentle pressure, she leaned him back until he was lying on the futon.

Straddling Kenshin’s waist with her hands on either side of his head, she gripped his member with one hand. Guiding him to her entrance, she slowly lowered herself onto him. Kenshin’s eyes relaxed as he moaned slightly. Reaching the hilt, Miyori slowly raised herself up. She kept up the slow pace, until Kenshin gripped her hips. Guiding her to a faster pace, Kenshin kept his eyes closed as he felt Miyori’s tight heat rubbing over his shaft. Soon he removed his hands as Miyori set a fast pace, feeling her own climax coming. Mindlessly impaling herself, Miyori felt the crest coming as Kenshin cried out. A moment later, she slammed herself to the hilt and collapsed on Kenshin’s chest as her climax hit. Kenshin took a deep breath, finally feeling himself soften. Reaching up he brushed the sweat soaked hair out of his eyes. Looking to Miyori, he felt concern as he saw her grimace slightly as she moved off of him.

Whispering, Kenshin asked if she was sore. Nodding her assent, Kenshin rose and dressed. “I’ll prepare a warm bath for you, Miss Miyori,” he said as he walked to the kitchen area. Miyori smiled as she felt exhaustion take over. After the bath and a light dinner, Kenshin and Miyori fell into a deep sleep.

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Okay folks, that’ll wrap up this chapter and that’ll probably be the last lemon for awhile. I hope it was worth it! I’ve got one more chapter that’s coming out tonight. That chapter will advance the plot. I just needed some time to make sure to set some things up. Hence what I’ve been doing. I hope you enjoy!