2/6/10
"Ahh, I'm so bored!" the boy griped though no one was there to hear him. His cerulean eyes were lidded heavily and he was slouched a bit, though he carried a huge sword that now rested on his shoulder. His long braided hair swung back and forth as he trod. "There's gotta be something interesting around here."
The sun shone brightly overhead and there was a gentle breeze, both at odds with the young mercenary who was neither gentle nor sunny. Bankotsu the leader of the Shichinin-tai led a very dangerous and bloody life; one that he wouldn't give up for the world, even if it was on borrowed time. He and his brothers had been revived and now sought to make up for it the only way they knew how.
The only problem was what to do with all the free time they were given. The boy growled quite annoyed with his current predicament; if only there was some excitement to be had, men to slaughter; then maybe he wouldn't be so bored. His companions had all gone off to do their own thing, so for the time being he was on his own.
The teenager stopped, staring up into the sky with a hand raised to shield the sun's rays. Why did it have to be so damn bright out? It was days like this that aggravated him the most, making him a deadly adversary to anyone unlucky enough to cross his path.
A heavy sigh escaped him as he lowered his arm. He gave thought to his brothers, wondering if they were having any fun on their end before he continued making his way across the field, trampling flowers in his wake. This sucks.
Before long he came upon a village that looked as if it had seen better days. The houses were destroyed, some still burned consumed by flames and there were bodies strewn all around. He paused; Looks like someone had fun he thought. As he continued he heard men's voices and a rather feminine scream, like that out of fear.
Coming upon them he saw a group of men and a slim, nude girl tied invitingly to wooden posts that stuck from the ground. Her body was angled so that the bottom half of her slanted downwards closer to the ground while her upper body was raised slightly. Hands and feet were bound and she was spread enticingly, an open invitation to any and all.
Though outnumbered by a handful, she screamed and cursed at them, telling them in no uncertain terms just what she thought they could do with themselves. They laughed of course, sneering down at her. "This one sure has a mouth on her." one said while another lewdly smirked; "In a minute she'll have something else to occupy that." They agreed all and one man came forward to lie in between her spread legs.
"I'm first" he told them smiling wickedly as he moved his head forward to taste her lips. Abruptly moisture collided with his face as she spat at him, hitting him. She glared hatefully; "Taste that you sick fuck." She mouthed off, quickly earning her a savage punch to the face, as she turned her head to spit out the blood from her mouth. She turned back to eye him heatedly, nothing had changed in her expression further angering the man on top of her. He punched her in the stomach, forcing the air from her lungs as it came out in one big grunt, her eyes watered of their own accord.
"Spiteful bitch" he quipped while releasing his engorged organ. "I'll show you who's in control, before long you'll be begging me to stop."
Despite her brave façade inside her heart thudded painful against her ribcage and she felt the sudden need to vomit. Still if she was to be ruined by these men the very least she could do was make it hard for them. She felt him move as he brushed her center; she twitched and contemplated shutting her eyes when a newcomer entered the fray.
"Looks like you guys are having a blast" he began, coming closer. They turned to stare at him, noting the armor and huge weapon. "You aren't by any chance mercenaries are you?" He came to a halt still a few paces off from the bunch.
"You little punk kid; what's it to you?" the oldest of the group spoke condescending, clearly the leader of their group. "Get lost, unless you got a death wish."
"Death wish" he repeated unsure. "I just thought it would have been nice to meet someone the same as me, someone after my own heart."
The leader scoffed, not seeing the real threat the kid posed. "Pathetic wretch; once we're done here your heart will be in my hands, so you needn't concern yourself with it anymore!" At that he yelled 'attack' sending his underlings to do his bidding. They rushed the teen as he stood unmoving.
"Heh" he chuckled, clutching his Banryu tighter. "It's about time! Finally some fun at last!"
Swinging his massive blade, he struck the first two knocking them down as blood gushed and poured forth while they writhed, screaming in pain. The third he blocked the attack, countering and heaving his halberd slicing him in two. Now only two remained.
The fourth having witnessed the devastation tried launching a different assault, readying and firing an arrow. The first was easily dodged and the second missed completely as Bankotsu reappeared behind the man to strike his middle, slicing his stomach open as his intestines spilled out and he collapsed in a heap.
Finally he had gotten to the leader who cowardly shook in fright. "How did you-what are you?"
Bankotsu smiled, resting his sword back on his shoulder. "Hah, I'm the leader of the Shichinin-tai; my name is Bankotsu." He stated quite happily as the other man floundered.
"Wait, uh please. You said you were after the same as us right? Then please let me offer you an invitation. You can join up with us." He seemed to think this was a good deal however he was mistaken as the teen's face fell, displeased with this so called leader.
"Not interested" he said advancing. "As it turns out you're nothing like me. A weak coward like you doesn't deserve to share the mercenary name!" The man turned to flee but within seconds his head came free of its body as he crumbled lifeless to the ground. He sneered at his fallen adversary with a 'tch' and then set his eyes upon the bound girl who eyed him wildly.
As he walked towards her the girl had time to study him, taking everything in. He was undeniably younger than the others had been and far more appealing in appearance, however she knew just as easily that appearances were deceiving. After having witnessed his brutal slayings she knew him to be more than just a good looking boy. Though the armor obstructed her view of him, she could tell he was built physically and lugging a massive weapon as he was, she didn't doubt it.
He was tan and his eyes were a beautiful blue, something she secretly found appealing despite the warnings going off inside her. He was a killer was he not? His forehead was marked with a purple cross and his hair very long, braided down probably well passed his butt. All in all he was unlike anything she had seen, far from any comparison, handsome and strong and to be feared.
"Well wasn't that nice of them, leaving me a gift like this?" Bankotsu was in front of the girl, looking her over as one would inspect livestock and she got the feeling that that was indeed what she was at this point; a piece of meat. She tried to banish any fear she held towards him as she addressed her 'rescuer'.
"I think you have it wrong, I'm intended for someone else. You know someone I actually know and prefer." She had a tone of loftiness that was rich in disdain. She held his eyes as she had with her former attackers, not breaking contact.
The fear was out of her voice but was it gone from her eyes? She hoped so.
He smiled and laughed "Hah, you really do have a big mouth." He took his time to lower his weapon from his person, stabbing it into the late leader's head before he continued forward now standing between her legs as he bent down. "That's good; I like it when they're feisty."
Once more he perused her body from their close proximity and she flushed before anger boiled to the surface. She jerked and thrashed though the bindings refused to give, too securely fastened, though that didn't stop her from yelling. "You dirty letch! How much sense does it make to save someone and then just turn around and do the exact same thing?! Have you no honor?"
The teen's eyes stopped mapping her petite frame to bore holes through the girl as she started. Seeing the terror in her pretty eyes his expression evened and he was once more nonchalant standing back straight. "Oh I've got honor" he told her, staring down at her "But I never said anything about saving you."
Goddamn it she cursed her luck. It was like jumping from the frying pan into the scorching fire. Either way she was going to be burned and there was nothing she could do to stop it. The boy smirked as he watched the inner turmoil play out on her features then began to remove his armor pieces and soon after his haori. Shirtless before her, the girl's eyes snapped to his defined chest, lingering there.
"Like what you see, eh girl?" his smug voice knocked her out of her daydreaming as she looked away, unable to meet his self-righteous gaze. She didn't respond but Bankotsu didn't care; he was ready for the fun to begin.
Face still turned from him she missed the removal of his hakamas, only realizing he was completely naked when he lay on top of her, her eyes widening. With a startled gasp he turned her face to meet him, seeing the shocked blue-ish green eyes of the female before crashing his lips upon her mouth, savagely kissing the frail girl, thrusting his tongue inside to dance around her palate. The girl tried shaking her head free of him but he had a strong hold on her chin, making that impossible.
Not knowing what else to do she let him finish his attack and when her head was freed she bashed the brute in a head butt, forcing him back a bit. Rubbing his forehead Bankotsu cursed, not really expecting it. His face grew serious about to slap her for her misbehavior when he saw the pained expression play over her face before the girl once more schooled her features, a red mark apparent where she had hit him.
His anger cooled a bit. "I wouldn't try doing that again" he warned her then he went back down, nipping at her collarbone and sucking at her pulse point, leaving a mark in his wake. Normally the teen would not have been lenient on her after what she had tried or even because she had almost been raped prior but the girl had punished herself with that move so he let it slide. Never mind the bruise that had already formed where she had been struck, it stood out painfully from her pale skin. With her tied as she was there was really a limit to what she could try so the tan mercenary figured the girl wouldn't be much hassle from now on.
He had reached her breasts and groped and fondled the small mounds before sucking on them. The cool wind that was blowing passed had succeeded in turning them pert before he had even the time to touch them, as he bit down, tweaking one in his teeth. Her breasts were much smaller than the boy preferred but regardless they were that much more sensitive and easier to manipulate in his hands. He took his time with them able to feel the girl's rapidly beating heart beneath his fingers.
He ventured lower, a hand seeking out her entrance to smooth over the tiny bud before inserting a long finger into the girl who cried out, finally showing that his touches were doing something to her. He enjoyed the feel of her silken walls around his digit feeling how incredibly tight the girl was before adding another to stretch her more to allow him entrance. While he pumped she writhed fisting and un-fisting her hands in her confines. She didn't know if she wanted to scream or groan, not entirely comfortable with the situation.
Her body however knew what to do when slowly she tightened, leaking her fluids over his fingers, feeling suddenly dizzy with nothing to support her head.
Now was the time. Bankotsu feeling how tight and pleasant she was wanted inside now pressing his length to her heat enveloping himself into her with a sigh. Shortly thereafter he had to stop; there was an unmistakable barrier in his path. She's a virgin he thought quite surprised but also pleased to know he would be the first. Not anymore he smirked rearing his hips till she halted him in protest.
"No, wait; please" she begged him appearing desperate. Her eyes clouded over, spilling her retained water as she cried. "I haven't—not yet, please. It hurts!" she pleaded quite hopeless as he stared.
He growled damnit, why did she have to fucking cry? He absolutely hated that, but it wasn't going to stop him. "Please, just let me go" she wailed "Let me-go" somehow all the spunk in her evaporated and she was reduced to a sobbing little girl before him.
Sighing still at her entrance "Look at you; totally pathetic" he was annoyed and frustrated but something inside him balked and he eased up. Staring into her face, Bankotsu grabbed her chin, waiting until she looked at him. When she did she was once more absorbed into those eyes of his.
"I'll be gentle" he told her, trying to reassure her though it was unknown if that was even possible for him; she felt too damn tight. The girl's eyes didn't change but it was obvious she relented, not meeting his gaze. Tired of waiting and releasing her face, he plunged forward, breaking the barrier and reveled in her heat while she unleashed a terrible pain filled scream, her tiny nails digging into the palms of her hands. Instead of allowing her to get used to him, he pumped in and out as she cringed and moaned in her discomfort. He couldn't wait so he plunged into her, again and again, each stroke bigger than the last.
The girl's eyes had long ago closed and she was biting her lip, sinking her teeth into the flesh hoping for a distraction. When the mercenary became aware of this his eyes narrowed. He squeezed her face in his hand, trying to make her at least look at him and when she did, the tears careened down her face, blood seeping from her lip. The blood tantalized him, egging him on as he continued driving into while he leaned down and licked the blood from her, attempting to kiss her.
The girl wouldn't allow it at first but reluctantly she did and he was able to suck her abused lip into his mouth, tasting more of her blood. He was getting so hot but she seemed far off due to the pain. He saw the girl's hands also bleeding from her forceful grip and became more aroused.
He was steadily nearing his peak and she had yet to even moan, too lost in agony to feel anything else. Deciding this annoyed him more than her refusing he attempted to make it more pleasant for the girl, his head at her chest lapping at her mounds and pebbles feeling her jolt. Slowly he caressed them, smooth strokes fully encasing them in his mouth. Her sharp intake of air told him he was on the right path, so with one occupied he massaged and molded his hand over the other, thumbing it and then flicking lightly. There was a definite moan this time and the girl twitched. As well as this he noticed her becoming wetter, which made it better for him to slam in and out.
As soon as this happened her pain alleviated and she could feel him moving in and out with practiced ease. She was beginning to enjoy it and the tanned boy on top of her. One hand playing with her nipples, the other roamed to her center finding her pearl to play with it, making her moan loudly. Finally he was making some headway and coming very close to her release. After a few more minutes in this fashion her walls tightened and she yelled her climax. A moment after her, Bankotsu came and slumped over her panting.
It had taken a while but damn it was enjoyable. Freeing himself from her he gathered his clothing, dressing feeling much more light and calm than he had been. Going back to her, he broke her confines and her limp body slumped down. Moving to one of the corpses he took a bloody haori top and wrapped the girl in it, hauling her up.
About then he heard his companions; they had all assembled and were happy to see their leader.
"Hey, big brother! We're here!" The feminine looking Jakotsu waved big handed but stopped seeing the new cargo. "Eh, what is that?" he questioned, sounding not at all pleased.
"Hm? Oh you mean her" he shifted so he could grab his Banryu and heft it over his shoulder, carrying it and his new possession. "Just something I found" he said, his boyish grin spread wide.
"Come on, let's go" he began walking off and one by one his brothers followed, albeit confused with the new addition.
The blue sky glowed, illuminated by the still shining sun but for once Bankotsu didn't care. He had found something to relieve the boredom and his spirits were lifted. It was good to be alive-well corporal anyway.