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Ri-ight.
Who was he kidding?
It had taken its toll on every one of them, had even ended rather well
for the most of them. Rikugo finally finding peace and love, even if his
lover was a sentenced criminal and demon – Touda grinned humorlessly –
Sohryu having a partner to support him with the truth of his father's death,
Muraki finally been put to peace and Tsuzuki ... well, Tsuzuki had a lot
to deal with, knowing that he would be the next Lord of Hades the moment
Enma-Daiou would ascend. And Byakko ... Touda caressed the soft fur again,
smiling when the tail twitched in his hands. Byakko had matured. The tiger
had been a lot less bouncy lately, a lot less enthusiastic.
He missed his cat.
The runaway mouth, the eager bounce and the mischievous sparkle, the
way Byakko would glomp him every now and then when he would come home and
had news to tell or when he simply wanted to get laid or cuddled. Touda
had learned what a sensuous creature the tiger was and he had learned to
pay attention to that fact – he could caress his lover for hours, listening
to the soft rumbling purrs, watching Byakko stretch lazily under his hands
or writhe with pleasure and breathe his name. None of that had happened
as of late, and he dearly missed it. Damn, he had gone without that for
centuries, why miss it after a few weeks?
Because he loved.
Loved his little tiger.
Byakko's breathing pattern changed against his stomach and he felt the
tiger's body start to vibrate with a very deep, almost inaudible purr.
Red eyes cracked open, gazing at him sleepily as Byakko woke slowly.
"Hi," Touda muttered, feeling the tail twitch in his hands some more.
"Hi, too," Byakko answered and stretched, the purr increasing.
"You haven't done that for some time," he murmured, making no attempt
to rise from his position on Touda's stomach.
"There wasn't exactly the time and occasion for it," Touda replied,
his fingers leisurely wandering up the tiger's tail to the backbone, noting
with satisfaction how the red eyes slid shut halfway and the breathing
hitched as he rubbed the spot right above the quivering tail. It
was quite a hot spot for his feline lover, and Byakko reacted immediately,
pressing his back against his hand and moaning softly, purr increasing
in both speed and tone.
"Roll onto your stomach," Touda suggested, "I'll give you a backrub."
The weight on his stomach vanished a split second later as the tiger
stretched out at his side, tail twitching expectantly. Touda's hands glided
over the strong backside in long steady strokes, hearing Byakko hum in
appreciation. He had missed touching his lover like this, Touda admitted
to himself as he brushed the long white strands of hair aside and placed
a soft kiss on Byakko's neck. The tiger sucked in his breath and he stopped
for a second, but the purr didn't falter. Continuing his task slowly, Touda
mapped the beloved body, adding a few nips and kisses into the mix, watching
as Byakko melted into the mattress, moaning softly every now and then.
They hadn't been together in months and even if Touda had no idea what
had happened to his lover during the time of his possession he knew it
had been more than just bad, influencing many people. Rikugo's short hair
was a living reminder, and Touda was still reeling with the shock of the
Earth dragon mutilating himself. For Byakko, because the powerful aura
had sent the tiger into the next best corner, whimpering in fear. Touda
remembered vividly. It had cut into his heart that he had to witness, unable
to help, to do anything but be there, should Byakko need him.
And there had been more than one night the tiger had snuggled up to
him to sleep, twitching and moaning with nightmares every other night.
Touda had just pulled him close, whispering reassuring words into his ears
until the body had stopped trembling and Byakko settled down again without
even waking. It had been some time, but the nightmares had vanished, their
sleep undisturbed lately. Life was back to normal once again.
Uhn-hn. Think again.
"Touda..."
Byakko's moan pulled him back to the task at hand, and he concentrated
on his beautiful lover again. The tiger was trembling under his hands,
his fingers clenching and unclenching in the sheets like a big cat. Touda
leaned forward and placed little nips and kisses onto the enticing neck,
feeling Byakko pant into the pillow, his body pressed back into Touda's
but held down by the weight of the serpent, the long tail trembling with
excitement.
"Touda ... " he pleaded, and Touda felt himself respond rather forcefully
to his lover's proximity and arousal.
Reaching around Byakko's slim waist – had the tiger lost weight during
the past weeks? – he unfastened the loose silk pants, brushing with his
fingertips over the hardness he found there, smiling as Byakko's hips and
tail twitched as he slowly pulled it down.
Byakko rolled onto his back and carded his fingers through his hair,
pulling him on top of him and crushing their lips together as he pressed
his naked body against Touda's.
"Touda," he whispered between kisses, "want you."
"Byakko, you're not yet ... "
"Now, Touda. Now! Need you..."
Touda had never been able to deny his little tiger anything. But not
without giving him the proper attention he deserved, loving the taste
of the smooth skin, every moan and squirm, and the little breathless cry
when he finally slid into his lover's body. Seeing Byakko lost in the throws
of his passion again was even worth the burning scratches on his back when
the tiger threw his head back with a hoarse cry and dug his fingers into
his back with the force of his completion.
°
Byakko in his arms and still reveling in the afterglow of their first
encounter after a long time Touda felt as if the world was finally in order
again. Byakko purred and shifted in his embrace, demanding a lazy kiss
before he snuggled against his shoulder again.
"Touda?"
"Hm?
"Touda... I... I really needed that."
"You could've just asked."
Byakko slapped his arm playfully. "No, I couldn't. I... I want to apologize
and thank you."
"What for`"
"For your patience. You never asked ... I wouldn't have known what to
tell you if you had."
"And now you do?"
"Yes. I can talk about it now."
"Does it have anything to do with ... Rikugo cutting his hair`"
There was a little hesitation and then he felt Byakko nod.
"Yes. A lot."
And the tiger talked.
°
Touda closed his arms around the slender form of his lover, placing
a gentle kiss on the white head when Byakko snuggled closer, silently thanking
every deity there was that the devil had already perished. He would have
loved to tear the damn thing apart – literally.
"Why are you telling me now?"
Byakko inhaled. "I am able to finally. The vivid memories are fading,
I only remember it like one would remember a bad dream – it's not much
more than a dark feeling and a glimpse of something every now and then.
I don't know if I'll completely forget in time or if this is the best it
will get, but I can handle it now. Rikugo has Seen it, too. He won't ever
forget. And I want you to know. You are my lover, you have a right."
"You have dealt with it all alone?" Touda asked quietly, fighting down
the feeling of outrage at the thought of someone violating his beautiful
lover... again. And Rikugo of all people... no, not Rikugo. The astrologer
had nothing to do with it, he was a victim himself, a tool for a devil
to... rape Byakko. And the tiger had been alone, suffering through it alone...
just like... like... his mind clamped down on the very thought before it
could be voiced. Byakko... he ran a hand over his lover's back in long
soothing strokes, relieved to feel the rumble of a soft purr.
"I wasn't alone, not really. I could have asked for help any time, but
I just couldn't, you know? Tsuzuki was there for me. And you."
"I didn't do anything," Again.
"No, that's not true. You were there, just like you always were. You
didn't watch me, waiting for any sign of breakdown or something, and you
let me do what I needed to do, even when I wanted to be alone. I didn't
talk to you earlier because I had to deal with it on my own first. I love
you, Touda."
Soft lips claimed his and Touda responded gently, though his mind was
whirling. Byakko... alone, in the clutches of a devil, and he hadn't been
able to call for him... Touda closed his eyes and breathed in and
out deeply, forcefully closing down the lid on the deep void where his
dark emotions were already starting to boil.
° ° °
In a realm that was neither Heaven nor Hell, two beings met over a cup
of tea. Asteroth smiled at his celestial counterpart and the Lord of Heaven
inclined his head in a greeting.
"How's it going?" Asteroth asked amiably.
"The same way it is with you," was the level answer. "Though I doubt
something like this can shock you."
"Oh, I don't know. It surprised me, at least. Enma played us for centuries
and he played us well. Lived a double life, too." He lounged in his chair.
"Now we got the mess and have to make something of it."
"As it is, there is only one way to deal with this."
The Lord of Heaven frowned minutely as he sipped at his cup. "You know
you cannot kill Enma-Daiou. That is not the way of things."
"No? Too bad. Then again, if we get rid of the current Enma, we'll get
a new one... and we both know who that will be."
There was a fine smile. "You're quite impressed with him."
"You can say that again. Technically, he's also my second-in-command,
but that's something we keep overlooking in Hell."
"Good for you."
"I think it's good for all of us."
"The energy of the Golden Emperor is still there," the Lord of Heaven
announced. "It needs a new host, a new Lord of GensouKai, and it can only
be one of that realm. A shikigami."
Asteroth tapped a finger against his chin. "Yes, a shikigami. So we
keep our scheming Enma-Daiou, but we need a new Golden Emperor."
"For the realms to survive, yes. We need a successor."
The Lord of Heaven placed the cup onto the table, serious eyes looking
at the Lord of Hell.
"They know it already. And they will choose one of their own. As for
Enma-Daiou, we will keep a very close eye on him."
"How?"
A smile formed on the celestial lips. "I have an idea..."
tbc...
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