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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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“Do you think we will be able to spend some time alone tonight?” Ichie asked Cho. She looked at the man with admiration, and it was very obvious that she was infatuated with the sword collector. Actually, Cho was not a cut above average when it came to looks, but he certainly wasn’t a cut below it either. As a matter of fact, considering Cho’s charming personality and his unique way with the opposite sex, as far as the women were concerned, Cho stood out amongst most of the handsome men around.

Cho shrugged as he tried to conceal the great feelings Ichie was causing him to have. It wasn’t too often that the young man was able to bask in an inflated male ego. He was in seventh heaven when he realized that the high-spirited woman desired to spend time with him—alone. However, Cho couldn’t deny feeling a little guilty over the fact that he had already given Mitsu the impression that he was interested in her. Grant it, what little happened between he and Mitsu, happened before he had met her sister, Ichie. At present, Cho was caught in the middle, feeling very responsible for both the sister’s happiness, but he was terribly lost as to what to do with either of them.

“I’d like nothing more than to spend another night with you Ichie-san, but I’m afraid that what you and I shared together was a stolen moment. This place here,” Cho nodded to the main building at Horie’s compound, “is very different than the small village cottage you were used to living in.” Cho sighed and looked directly at Ichie with sincerity, “I don’t think we’ll find many moments to steal here. Especially the way things are now.”

Ichie frowned with disappointment. What was she going to do with all of the feelings she had developed for Cho? Perhaps it will take more pursuit on her part, or maybe she was pursuing Cho a little too aggressively for the man’s taste. So many doubtful thoughts that crowded the pretty woman’s mind, but one thing was for sure— She wasn’t about to give up on Cho that easily. She wanted the man, desired him to be hers, and that was the motivation-factor relating to her pursuance.

Cho was glad to see the determination in Ichie’s eyes. As far as Cho was concerned, it meant she would continue to be a very pleasant distraction for him. Cho didn’t mind in the least. As a matter of fact, he rather prided himself in his relationships with the ladies, and it was obvious that he was basking in the attention and interest that Ichie was displaying for him.

“I guess I’ll join Mitsu in preparing the meal,” said Ichie. She hesitated, but then without warning, she rushed over to Cho and planted a quick peck on his cheek. Ichie was a tiny little lady, but of course, when Cho saw her affection coming toward him in the form of a kiss, he quickly lowered his cheek her way, allowing her soft lips to contact his more than willing cheek. She quickly trotted to the main house and disappeared within.

Cho’s wide, sparkling smile shown across his face as he shook his head in a state of disbelief at how much his luck with the women had changed. When he first arrived in Tokyo he thought he would always have to dish out payment to buy a woman’s time, but his situation underwent a seemingly marvelous transformation since.

After Cho cooled down the horses he led them into the stable at the far side of the compound. He spoke to the animals in his usual friendly, calming tone as he watered and fed them. “After your sweat dries I’ll see to giving the both of you a good brushin’,” he said as he released the steeds into the back pen. After he was sure the bolt on the fence was secured Cho entered the stable once again only to find himself startled half to death.

“Hell almighty!” Cho half screamed and then caught himself in mid-draw as he realized who the figure was that stood just before him. He replaced his half-drawn blade into his back sheath and regained his normal, at-ease stance. “Hell Aoshi-kun, you’ll someday find your pathway to the afterlife by sneaking up on me like that.”

Aoshi nodded, not in the least bit amused by Cho’s statement. “I see you are keeping the ladies occupied, are you?”

“I can’t help if the beauties find me irresistible,” replied Cho.

“First it was Miss Akatsuki I observed you with, then by the resemblance of this new lady, I assume that the new lady in your life was her sister?”

Cho nodded a confirmation and said, “Well at least Ichie-san is not attached to anyone.”

“Don’t get your hopes too high Cho-kun. Do not forget that Horie Hisomu calls the shots around here. He probably has his perverted eye on the young lady for himself. Unless you want your head cut off prematurely, I suggest you steer clear from her as well as Miss Akatsuki.”

Cho resented hearing it, but he couldn’t deny the hard truth in what Aoshi aforementioned. It wasn’t the time, nor was it the place, to argue with the shinobi, who was obviously there for reasons other than to give Cho advice in personal relationships.

“Tell me,” Aoshi said changing their focus to the job on hand, “do you know where Horie’s ninja is?”

“She is here. I think she’s having second thoughts about her brother.”

“Ahhh, you are speaking of Mochi Hana?” Aoshi folded his arms upon his chest and took a step back to eye the sword collector from head to toe. “Second thoughts you say?” He listened as Cho filled him in, while he wondered what it was that the ladies saw in the lanky, southern-accented man from Kyoto.

Cho nodded, “Yes, she really isn’t like her brother at all. She has a heart and is passionate about life. I believe she’s been used time and time again. You know, she’s got abilities.”

Aoshi understood what Cho meant. He had found himself being used many times by Japan’s government for various assignments, all due to his shinobi skills. Even Aoshi was feeling it high time to halt the insanity. It had been going on too long. At least now, he believed that he was working to better Japan, and not use his skills for personal gain.

“Has the woman abandoned her mission to avenge her man’s death?” Aoshi asked.

Cho shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head to look at the shinobi through his trademarked half-winking eye, “I’m not sure, but she does recognize that her dear brother might have a few bamboo shoots broken in his head. If anything that little ninja will still go after her man’s killer, but I’m sure to bet she’ll be doing it on her own and not by Horie’s command.”

Aoshi commenced filling Cho in on all the details about Saitou no longer using the cover he had been using, and the plan to hold up at the Kamiya Dojo. He also was sure to mention Saitou’s concern for Mitsu’s welfare, for Horie will not be too pleased about Mitsu’s failure to recognize that Saitou was indeed a plant by the government.

“I guess the only inside core connection is me,” Cho said as he ran his fingers through his spiked, stiff hair. "Whoowhee, this is getting’ mighty interesting!”

“Continue to cover the women, and if at all possible, keep us informed as discretely as you possibly can. Any mistake from this point on will cause a cave in.”

“Ha!" Cho bowed.

Aoshi was immediately out of sight, leaving Cho standing there in the middle of the horse stalls.

“Damn hell, things are getting’ mighty interesting around here,” he said with a slight grin at the corners of his mouth.

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

“Come on Saitou, stay in my room!” Sano was in a panic over the wolf’s teasing suggestion that he wanted to have a room to himself at the dojo. “It doesn’t fucken make any sense to me that you stay in a different dorm room when we’ll probably end up in each other’s bed anyway.”

“You know very well that if we share your room that I’ll lose sleep, due to your constant pestering for middle-of-the-night sex,” Saitou said in reply to Sano’s insistence. The wolf turned his head in the other direction so Sano wouldn’t be able to catch the devious smirk he wore across his lips.

“Here’s my room, come on, let’s stop here for a while. Kenshin’s not here, and neither are the girls. He’s probably feeding them before they get on the train. Please? Saitou? Pleeeeeease?” Sano tugged at Saitou’s sleeve, practically pulling the wolf off balance to get the wolf into his room.

“Damn it Ahou! First you soil my uniform, and now you are focused on shredding it?”

“No! I’m not trying to do anything of the sort. I just want you to see my room.”

“I’ve seen your room a half a dozen times before.”

“No you haven’t, not like this… Umm.”

“What on earth are you going on about now?” Saitou pulled his arm free from Sano’s desperate grip. “Not like what?”

Sano blushed as if caught, exposed in a taboo act. He slowly lifted his chin and looked into Saitou’s golden orbs. He took a deep breath and in one last attempt to get Saitou into his room, the young man confessed. “Not like the way you are dressed now,” Sano said meekly.

Saitou looked at his mate’s conspicuous embarrassment. “Does the way I’m dressed truly bother you?”

“Shit, more than I can ever tell you! Just look at this baby!” Sano pointed at the bulge beneath the fabric of his gi pants and nodded with flashing eyebrows that moved up and down on his forehead.

Saitou immediately shook his head. “No! I will not allow you to soil another uniform. That is out of the question! I have brought the soiled one along, which you will be the one to make it as good as it was before you sprayed your mark on it.”

“Please Saitou,” Sano pleaded once again, this time he pressed his arousal against Saitou’s hip. “Can’t you see that I’m in need here?” Sano placed his hand against Saitou’s back and ran his palm over the deep blue fabric. “Can’t you tell how hot you’re making me just by standing here the way you are?”

Sano’s behavior was taunting the wolf to play along. Saitou realized his own manhood stirring under his trousers and Sano’s flaunts were getting much harder to resist.

“Come on, I can see that you want it and I can make it all worth it. You don’t have to do a thing Saitou. Just let me feel you up.”

Saitou couldn’t hold back his laughter. He let out an easy chuckle, thoroughly amused by Sano’s unique fashion of courting. “You have a way with words Sanosuke. Feel you up?” Saitou couldn’t stop himself from repeating Sano’s descriptive choice of words.

The young man blushed. “Shit, you know what I mean. You are hot in this uniform and I want to get my hands on you. Just let me touch a little, while it’s still on you. I promise I won’t get carried away this time.”

Saitou didn’t say a word. Instead, he pushed pass his imploring mate and entered Sano’s room. Sano, of course, followed right behind the wolf. The young man quickly seized the opportunity and press up against his lover. Sano’s erection instantly found its way to the channel between Saitou’s ass cheeks and snuggled there for a moment.

“Will you not allow me to remove my shoes first?”

“No! Fuck the shoes, I want to run my hands all over you right now.”

Despite Sano’s persisting advances, Saitou stepped on the heel of his shoes and slid them off his feet. Sano hadn’t even noticed Saitou’s movements; instead, the young man continued to ravish Saitou with his hands and pressed his terribly rigid cock firmly against Saitou’s ass.

“Shit this is the greatest feeling on earth,” said Sano. His hands were wrapped around Saitou’s torso; his fingers toyed along the lip of the uniform’s lapel. The young man’s lips parted and his eyelids fell shut. He let out a definite, lustful moan, proclaiming his unquestionable pleasure to experience Saitou that way. Sano held Saitou against his body and rubbed his cock on Saitou’s backside as though he was actually pumping his organ into his lover. At least, for Sano, it felt as though he was. He was lost. The young man was caught up in the array of touch, sensations and, even smell. To Sano, Saitou smelled clean and masculine. That coupled with the waft of raw uniform, the wolf was extremely tantalizing, irresistible to Sano.

Although Saitou found Sano’s behavior more than just amusing, rather stimulating, he couldn’t imagine himself just standing there in the middle of Sano’s little dorm room as some sort of sexual object for Sano to use. If anything, when it came to lovemaking, Saitou had never been passive. Instead, he was dominant, virile and he normally would take what he needed from his lover. It could mean a quick fuck, or a long, all night, passionate frolic. It all was dependent on Saitou’s mood and his sexual appetite for that moment.

Saitou pulled Sano’s arms away from his torso and he turned to face the young man.

“What gives?” Sano questioned. He was totally intoxicated with lustful sex and it was evident that the young man was disappointed that Saitou had decided to interrupt Sano’s sensual feast. “I was just getting into it.”

“In my opinion, you were already long gone, Sanosuke.”

“I can’t help myself. It’s your entire fault for being so sexy. Come on, you wolf. Give me more of yourself.”

“Not until you put this on,” Saitou said. He walked over to his travel bag and pulled out a sack. He withdrew a bundle of clothing and said, “Here,” Saitou tossed, what was obviously the uniform Sano had soiled earlier. “It’s clean, except for where you messed it up.”

Sano caught the bundle in midair and examined its condition. Yes, the uniform was fresh, except for the dried semen that was barely noticeable at the front of the jacket. “Damn, what the hell do you want me to wear this for?”

“You seem to enjoy the uniform immensely, so why not enjoy it totally?”

“No shit?” Sano was ecstatic at the suggestion and wasted no time in removing his gi from his anxious body. “I fucking can’t believe this! What the hell are you going to do to me? This is even hotter than I ever dreamed.”

“Ahhh,” Saitou said, amused at yet another aspect of his mate’s hidden desires. “You have thought about this before?”

“Hell yeah! More than I can count. It was always on my mind when we were in Kyoto together the first time.” Sano looked up and blushed, for he felt naked revealing such an intimate and secret desire of his to Saitou. “I wanted to reach out and feel you on more than one occasion back then.”

“Is that so?” Saitou’s ego quickly advanced a few notches higher. He listened to even more of Sano’s secret desires as he watched the young man eagerly dress in the heavy blues. “Take your time,” Saitou suggested, his voice was obviously thick with lust. He was a captive to the sight of the young man’s form. Sano was in fit condition and his body lean, supported by sculptured muscles that rippled beneath his bronzed colored skin.

Sano heard Saitou’s breathing accelerate. Deeper and quicker were the wolf’s breaths, which had Sano’s own passions for Saitou double fold. He deliberately bent over to grasp the top of the trousers at his ankles, his ass cheeks displayed fully for Saitou’s visual pleasure.

The young man’s gesture worked, for Saitou let out a thick moan of approval and set his hand upon his thickened sex member beneath the layers of fabric. The sight of his mate’s flaunts had Saitou more aware of his own need for physical stimulation. He quickly obliged desires and parted the secured fabric at the front of his trousers. The wolf fixed his eyes on his mate’s flaunting form and released his eager, fleshly, sex member out to the open.

Of course a sight such as that hadn’t missed Sano’s view, for the young man stood erect, and while he secured the trouser, his alert gaze fell directly on Saitou’s manly sex. “Damn! You look harder than I’ve ever seen you this early in the game.”

“Ahou…” Saitou frowned, but kept his hand slowly moving over his stiffened member. As he watched his mate slide the thick, deep blue fabric slowly across the face of the young man’s chest, Saitou pulled back the tight foreskin of his erection, revealing his slick, wet cock head beneath.

Sano’s eyes brighten wider than ever as he took in the sight of Saitou’s excitement. Seeing that he was responsible for Saitou’s sexual state, it had the young man exhilarate further into sensual intoxication, far removed from anything he’d ever experience before. Sano drew the wind deep into his chest through clenched teeth, so that he could keep up with the whirling, flutter of his heart. The manner in which Saitou move his fingers to manipulate the taught foreskin that enveloped his strong erection, coupled with the confident stance in which Saitou stood before Sano in the dark blue uniform, compelled Sano to approach Saitou with lubricious intent.

Saitou quickened his strokes. His cock was fully charged, eager to engage with his tantalizing mate. A partial grin capped the lustful appearance on the wolf’s face, making apparent his need for carnal engagement as he said, “Touch me Sanosuke. I can see that you are desiring to do so.”

Sano sighed deeply and reached out to touch his lover with trembling, anticipating hands. It was as though he was standing still in time and every natural sense he had was at an intense level of awareness. He was able to feel in concentrated bursts of sensations that traveled through his fingertips, initiating the most wonderful, vibrant sensations throughout his body. Sano closed his eyes as his palms and fingers explored Saitou’s body through the heavy fabric of the uniform. Yet, at the same time, he became acutely aware that the very same fabric Saitou wore was enveloping his body as well. Just the touch alone, that simple invitation from Saitou to touch the wolf, overwhelmed Sano.

He shuddered, parted his lips and whispered, “Saitou…”

“I take pleasure in watching you enjoy, Sanosuke.”

“There must be another word for enjoyment, because how you’re making me feel right now goes way beyond anything I’ve ever enjoyed before.”

Sano, still held his eyes closed and ran is hand down to the opening of Saitou’s trousers. “I can feel everything you’re doing, Saitou. I feel your breaths as you take them; I feel how strong you are— Damn, I can feel this…” Sano whispered as he slid his hand over Saitou’s hand as the wolf continued to stroke himself.

Saitou moaned. The manner in which his mate caressed his hand while he stroked himself immediately hurtled Saitou into a fervid state in which his need for release was becoming urgent. Saitou released his cock from his grip in order to keep himself from arriving too quickly. It was equivalently pleasing for Saitou when he placed his hand over Sano’s groin and tightened his fingers around the young man’s mass of aroused flesh beneath the trousers.

“Ahhh—Oooh! Saitou!” The young man lost his breath and buckled forward to rest his forehead against Saitou’s shoulder. “Oh shit, hhhaaa. Rub me Saitou, rub me.”

“You seem to be rather ripe for the picking,” Saitou embraced Sano with his free arm and pulled the young man against him. Saitou’s exposed cock, firmly pressed up against Sano’s side, the wolf cupped Sano’s balls beneath the blue fabric and gave it a firm squeeze.

Sano was lost in Saitou’s arms, totally given over to the wolf; he dropped his head back and parted his lips.

Saitou needed no other prompting. He pressed his lips upon Sano’s open mouth, slipped his tongue deep within and tasted the familiar flavor of his lustful mate. He could tell by the way Sano moved his tongue against his that his mate was oblivious to all else that was happening apart from them. Sano was totally enraptured with Saitou’s manipulation and he was desirous for more. That was exactly what Saitou had in mind to give his mate. More.

The two enjoyed one another’s embrace as they were locked together in the deep, moving kiss. At the same time, Saitou kneaded Sano’s flesh beneath the trousers until his desire to fondle Sano’s flesh without the obstruction could no longer be ignored. He expertly undid the front of Sano’s trouser, having done the task countless times before when he wore the uniform. Saitou felt a bit odd to be undoing the uniform while someone other than himself wore it, but he did so eagerly.

“Oh yes,” said Sano as he felt Saitou’s fingers move through the trousers partition and encircled his blood filled organ. “Do me Saitou, I want you to do me good.”

Saitou filled his lungs with air and licked up the glistening spittle that dotted Sano’s lower lip after sharing that deep kiss. He pressed his mouth firmly upon Sano’s lips once again and then placed a generous amount of saliva around the rim of Sano’s mouth.

“Kneel right here,” said Saitou as he pointed to the floor before his feet.

“Ahhh, I see what it is you want me to do,” Sano said. He could see that the glistening wetness around his lips from Saitou’s deliberate tonguing obviously had his lover anxious to place his erection inside of Sano’s oral cavity. There was no mistaking the desire in the wolf’s golden, piercing eyes.

Taking up his protuberant flesh within his hand, Saitou began stroking it once again. He was incredibly wet with anticipation and more than ready to pump up his seminal seed into the mouth of his mate. Saitou held his breath as he positioned his cock for entry. He ran his fingers through Sano’s hair with one hand, and with the other, he held his engorged cock steady against Sano’s wet, warm lips.

Sano looked up at Saitou, tilted his head back a bit and opened his mouth wide. At the same time he ran his tongue directly under the cleft of Saitou’s cock, which in fact, stole Saitou’s breath from him immediately.

Saitou placed the wet bead that hung loosely at the tip of his cock upon the bed of Sano’s tongue by rubbing the tip directly against Sano’s oral buds. Saitou experienced such a surge of pleasurable sensations, which almost caused him to surge forth his reservoir right there and then. That wasn’t the way Saitou had planned on culminating this particular engagement. He held back the flood that threatened to conclude their merging, instead he thrust his cock past through Sano’s lips and held himself steady within.

“Be still Sanosuke.”

Sano recognized the utter passion in his lover’s tone, he held motionless until Saitou slowly began to move again. He remained steady, held his head in place, but at the same time, Sano slipped his hands up the back of Saitou’s thighs. He tasted every inch of Saitou’s shaft that slipped to and from within his mouth. Saitou’s pre-orgasmic secretion was sweet, inviting to Sano; so much so, that when Saitou pulled his cock out of his mouth, Sano created a vacuum between his tongue and palate, pulling as much of the erotic juice from Saito’s shaft as he possibly could.

Sano’s precision work on Saitou’s cock was wearing the wolf’s resistance down to the very minimal. The feelings, the sensations and the very fact that he had his penis well buried in his mate’s mouth were more than he could tolerate. Saitou finally relinquished all precautions to avoid climaxing. He plunged his cock deeply into Sano’s mouth; throwing his hips forward, held it in position for a moment, and then repeated the process. Each thrust was advancement toward his ejaculation.

Saitou’s moment had arrived. He grit his teeth as his climax hit its peak, which caused him to trembled from shoulder to buttocks—and then came his release. Saitou immediately withdrew completely from Sano’s mouth before his ejaculation began. The first gush of seminal fluid hit Sano squarely on the side of the young man’s jaw, splattering in all directions, most of which dripped onto the front of the uniform.

“What the fuck?” Sano belted in surprise as the second and third wave of the opaque fluid hit him against his lip, extinguishing any other complaint that Sano might have wanted to spew forth in opposition to Saitou’s decision to bathe Sano’s face with semen.

All the while Saitou relished in his climatic arrival. There was something uniquely special to Saitou whenever he had the opportunity to shower is mate in his sexual fluids. The behavior stemmed from Saitou’s mysterious past, but on occasion the wolf’s past would present itself in Saitou’s present sensual sessions. He looked at Sano’s condition and smiled as he recalled the fonder incidents of his past.

“You damn wolf!” Sano mumbled as he swiped some of the fluid from the corners of his mouth with his tongue. “I was wanting to drink you!”

“I thought I’d return the favor.”

“What favor?” Sano asked as he gazed blankly up at his lover.

“The favor you so generously left on my uniform that began this whole uniform fetish thing in the first place,” Saitou replied.

“Oh that,” Sano chuckled devilishly. “Hey, this whole thing is turning out to be very exciting, huh?”

“Alright then, come here and clean me off,” said Saitou as he pointed to his waning cock.

“You serious? I thought you couldn’t bear anyone touching you after you unloaded.”

“Come, do it gently.”

Sano leaned forward, his own cock was screaming out to be relieved, for he was so caught up in Saitou’s culmination that he had totally neglected his own needs. He gingerly took up Saitou’s exhausted sex organ and pulled it slowly between his lips, tasting the wolf’s wet flavor against his tongue and palate. He let out a slight moan as he sucked a little harder, as though one would pull in air through a grass reed, or hollowed out bamboo shoot in those days.

Saitou groaned from the warm, soothing feeling of the afterglow, fully contented, but still aware of Sano’s need for release. “Sanosuke,” he said.

“Yeah?” Sano replied, his breathing still unsteady from the oral workout he had given Saitou.

“Lean up against the rolled futon there,” Saitou nodded at the clump of bedding that Kenshin laid out before he left to take the women to the train station.

“Gladly, with pleasure, I might add,” sang Sano happily, full of anticipation. “Like this?”

“Hmn,” Saitou nodded. “Now spread your legs so that there is room for me to sit between them.”

“Oh wait,” Sano hesitated. “Shouldn’t I take off the uniform?”

“Ahou!” Saitou grunted. “Wouldn’t you say that the uniform would be non-the-worse if you left it on? Isn’t the uniform the reason for all the fuss lately?”

“Uh, yeah… I guess so.”

“Then enjoy it while you can, because if you should ever soil my uniforms again in this fashion, I’ll cut the source of the soil off!”

“No shit?”

“None, whatsoever,” Saitou confirmed.

“Then I’ll leave this on and enjoy it while I’m able!”

“Masterful decision,” said Saitou as he positioned himself between Sano’s legs. “Now, drape your legs over my knees.”

Sano slumped a little further down in order to place his legs over Saitou’s folded knees. His erection was still pronounced and the urgency to be relieved had grown even more. He watched his lover maneuver his way around the crumple trouser pants until his extremely stiffened cock began to experience the familiar strokes that Saitou lavished on him from time to time.

“Not so fast, I’m ready to bust as it is.”

“You mean you are ready to burst, as it is,” Saitou corrected.

“Damn you, wolf,” Sano began to struggle to keep his breath steady as Saitou’s hand pumped him, “can’t you just skip the fucken class when we’re in the middle of something like this?”

“I was not the one who begged for correction,” said Saitou. He enjoyed his mate’s approaching climax and realized how handsome Sano looked in his uniform. He was beginning to see what it was that captivated Sano, and for the first time Saitou sensually appreciated a male figure in the fabric’s deep, rich blues.

“Oh shit… Oh man.” Sano’s hips thrust forward, forcing Saitou’s hand straight into the air. “Hold onto me tighter, shit!”

“I want you to open your eyes Sanosuke. Watch your own release as I direct its flow straight back on you,” Saitou instructed. All Saitou had to do was keep a firm hold on Sano’s ready organ and enjoy the breathtaking view of his lover’s arrival. Sano was doing most of the work as he fucked the wolf’s hand hard. “Look at your penis Sanosuke, and then let yourself go.”

“I’m going to have to go, ‘cause I can’t fucken hold it anymore!” With that said, Sano shot his heavy seminal load with incredible force.

Although Saitou tried to aim Sano’s shots toward the big blue area of fabric that covered Sano’s torso, the force of Sano’s ejaculation sent his seed straight over the deep blues and then it hit Sano squarely against the lower part of his jaw.

Saitou watched in amazement as Sano’s seed smacked the young man, showering his mate for the second time that day. The wolf couldn’t help but let out a roar of laughter, delighted in Sano’s performance that entertained Saitou beyond measure.

“What the fuck! Saitou! You told me you were aiming for the fucking uniform!”

Saitou contained his laughter, but still couldn’t help a little chuckling. He said, “It is apparent that I’ve underestimated you.”

“I’d say! That’s the whole story of our relationship!” Sano exclaimed, yet saw the humor in it as well. “Despite your lousy aim, this has got to be the most sexiest thing we’ve done together.”

“If our session together was solely judged by your viewpoint and what you consider sexy then I suppose there is truth to what you say.”

“Shit Saitou, there you go spoiling the mood again. Why the hell can’t you be…? Sano stalled for a moment to think through the rest of his phrase. “Hell, why can’t you be more like me?”

Saitou smirked at the suggestion. “More like you? I am very relieved that such a request cannot be fulfilled.”

Saitou slapped one of Sano’s thighs and got up from between Sano’s legs. “Get cleaned up before someone arrives at the dojo.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Saitou turned toward Sano and looked at the young man with a raised eyebrow. “Forgetting something?”

“Yeah, clean me,” Sano said nodding at his now flaccid organ.

“You seem to be suffering from some sort of memory deficiency,” Saitou remarked.

“Huh? What gives? I cleaned you up, didn’t I?”

“That is true, but as I recall, I just told you that, ‘My being like you,’ was an impossibility. Now get cleaned up.”

Sano pouted, but deep down he was contented. He certainly enjoyed his arrest this time around and was already contemplating how he was going to get Saitou to play ‘policeman’ with him again without getting himself disarmed in the process.
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