Title: Truce Child
Author:
DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Sarasa/Shuri
Category: Drama, romance
Rating:
NC-17
Spoilers: Yes, especially if you haven't read volumes 5
and up.
Warnings: Sex, violence, Hetero, language, pregnancy.
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Basara or its
chars. They are property of Viz and a few other major companies.
THANK YOU FOR READING AND REVIEWING:: Big Hugs to everyone::
Chapter 1: Love's Embrace
As soon as the hot springs were in sight I hopped off of Yato's back and walked the last few feet to reach them. I was surprised to see not only Shuri but the kind and caring Nakijin as well. Both sat on the rocks talking animatedly together and a part of me wanted to stand at a distance and watch the two talk happily. It was nice seeing the man I once thought to be lonely with another person and smiling. Part of me was jealous but I knew better. It was then that I noticed the talking had stopped and that two pairs of eyes rested on me. I blushed and fiddled with Yato's bridle. I don't know when time had slowed or how long I had stood there but I felt a reassuring pat on my right shoulder and looked up into a pair of friendly pale blue eyes that resembled the beautiful waters of Okinawa. His hair was in its usual state of spiky disarray. He smiled and then walked away. I turned watching him leave and I felt utterly confused. Had I interrupted something?
"Are you going to stand there all day or come join me in the springs?"
I stared at him and blushed before making my way over to him. I found a nice patch of grass and set Yato free to graze next to what I assumed was Shuri's horse. What had happened to the horse he had been trying to heal a year or two ago when we had first met?
"Sarasa..."
I felt those strong muscular arms encircle me and I willingly leaned into them and against that well muscled chest. I could feel them and they felt more pronounced than usual. I turned in his arms and came face to face with those muscles and his tanned skin. I blushed and felt his large warm hands stroke my cheek before pulling my face up to face his. He had a small smile that only I got to see. In the many times I had been with him around others, I had never once seen him give any of them this smile. That fact itself gave me much pride. I looked into those smoldering depths filled with as much happiness that I had ever seen in these eyes. I also saw something else. Inside those golden brown depths I saw a want, a need. Was it me he wanted, needed?
I felt my body move and I watched as his face bent to meet me and then I felt our lips meet and what began as soft chaste kissing turned into something more. Our kisses deepened and soon became a battle of lips and tongues, sucking in air in-between mindless want.
We broke apart gasping and discovered we had ended up against a small gathering of flat rocks with me sitting, straddling his muscled legs and thighs. I felt my cheeks warm and new that I had to be a healthy shade of red by now. He chuckled and with his arms wrapped around my waist lay back so that I was lying atop him and one very large flat rock. He took advantage of the position and holding me against him assailed my neck and face with kisses and suckles. He stopped every so often to suck on certain spots that left me gasping and moaning into his neck and shoulders. He kissed and suckled his way along my neck and made his way lower until I felt the warm air caress my shoulders and chest and felt my nipples harden at the touches they were receiving.
I wiggled from the pleasurable contact and felt something hard press against my thighs and that most sensitive area between them. I felt myself blush and yet I continued to let him fondle and caress me because he needed me and I needed him. There was something more emotional and spiritual than physical in what we were doing. I felt as though we had to be joined or apart of me would die from the pain of it all. I opened my eyes and saw myself reflected in them. I had the same lust and love filled eyes and yet something more. We both had this emotion hidden in our golden brown eyes, an emotion that neither of us could identify but we knew it was there and we knew the other understood it.
I felt my upper body completely exposed and then I felt him sit up with me in his arms and flip us so that I was now sitting with my bottom and lower back on the rock while my legs were still wrapped around his thighs. He grinned and quickly slipped off his shirt so that his tan and well muscled chest was now visible and available to touch. I found my hands had gained a mind of their own as they ran over his nipples causing them to tighten and become small brown nubs. He closed his eyes and allowed my exploration, seeming to enjoy it as much as me. He allowed me a few minutes of exploration before calmly opening his lust filled eyes and stilling my hands with his own. He leaned down pressing our lips together in a passionate kiss that became much more when we gasped for air and delved in each others mouths in a fierce battle of tongues.
A part of me wondered if Cha Cha and Zaki were just like me in Shuri. Did they also explore every part or their lover's body? Did they memorize every muscle, freckle, mole, scar and mark? Did they leave marks of their own? I knew for certain that I would bear a few of Shuri's marks.
Shuri's hands played along my body and rested among my breasts where his talented mouth joined them. I could feel his talented tongue circle and lick each nipple delicately, placing a soft bite every now and then which would cause me to moan or cry out in pleasure below him. While his mouth suckled from one breast to another he busied his hands with my skirt, slipping it off and then laying it behind me and not too long after his pants followed. I felt myself lifted and placed atop the soft material of not only my skirt and his pants but my shirt and his as well.
He towered over me and with that penetrating gaze of his looked me in the eyes. I gazed into that child like face and saw the question he wanted to ask.
"Will you be mine, Sarasa?"
I nodded and let my legs open a little wider. I had made this decision when I had talked with Cha Cha in the hot springs. She was right. People live short lives and if you love someone then it's alright to give yourself to them.
I felt Shuri's hands play along my thighs and then dip in-between them to find my womanly folds and there his fingers gently made their way to the core of my woman hood. I felt him flick the heated bud nestled between my folds and I arched upward desperate for more. More of him, more of his touch and more the sweet pleasure that was so close at hand. He flicked and strummed that bud sending me into a wanton state of moaning and writhing and just when the heat and the ache between my legs and lower stomach was beginning to crest he removed his hand and instead brought both arms on either side of my head in a push up position. I felt his body nestle more in-between my thighs and then I felt a hard heated object press beyond my folds and stop at my entrance. Shuri leaned down and captured my lips before I felt his hips surge forward and that hot flesh force its way past my virgin barrier. I gasped into Shuri's mouth and felt my eyes grow hot and wet due to the new pain that was caused by our joining.
He stilled and let my body get used to the new intrusion as well as letting the pain subside some before he began a slow pace rocking his hips forward causing his heated and rigid manhood to slide in and out and all too soon that pain was replaced with a sweet pleasure unlike any I had felt before. I lifted my arms up and wrapped them around his strong broad shoulders and pulled him down to me as I felt the heat build within me like coming of a wave or fuse of a fire cracker waiting to blow. I arched up towards him and felt that pleasure that "release", deep inside of me break forward.
"SHURI! Shuriiii..."
As wave after of wave of pleasure plowed through my body I felt his pace quicken and his strokes become stronger and more persistent and just as the first wave of pleasure had receded he brought a second and with my second release I felt his first as he grew bigger inside of me before his manhood vibrated deep inside of me with his own release.
"Sa...Sarasa..."
He lay atop me, his messy black hair plastered to his forehead and neck and sweat covering us both and neither of us moved except for the heaving up and down movement of our chests as we gasped for air.
I felt him sit up and then smile at me.
"Shall we go for round two my fair, Sarasa?"
I knew my eyes had to be as wide as saucers at the comment and yet I felt myself smiling as I nodded and we began another round of love making.
To Be Continued...
Wow! My first straight fic in about...2-3 years. Go me!
