Author's note: Thanks to those who took time to review the last chapter and thanks for the support.

This chapter is a little too erotic. It is not romantic but erotic ( I think that should be the word for it). Probably because I've been indulging myself in too many 'yaoi' / shonen-ai anime lately that I had this crazy imagination of going about with this chapter. It is safe to say that there is totally nothing 'yaoi' / shonen-ai with this chapter. Just erotic. I hope you would enjoy this chapter.

WARNING! WARNING! The theme in this chapter is a little too erotic and if there is any reader not comfortable with erotic-ness, please read no further. I don't want to spoil your thrill towards this story. You could still catch of what's going on in the next chapter. Partly this chapter is to indulge myself. SO, GOOD PPL WITH INNOCENT MIND, DON'T READ THIS CHAPTER AND GET UNCOMFORTABLE FEELING.

Devil's touch

From afar, Kenshin who was supposed to be raking the fallen leaves, carefully read her mesmerizing expression as she idly sat on the engawa with her legs hanging above the soil. Looking up into the blue sky, she absent mindedly kicked her legs. He had begun learning to read her thought through her physical movement. Honoring his promise to her, he had taught her a powerful spell to deter him from reading her thoughts in which he was painfully regretting. Without her permission, the harder he tried to break into her thought, his well-taught spell would better reinforced the protection around her thoughts - his aggressiveness would the source of power for the spell.

Although she looked pretty much relax and free of worries, the picture portrayed before his eyes didn't seemed right. He couldn't stand it anymore. He dropped his rake carelessly and walked toward her. Standing in front of her, he bent his body forward, pressing both his palms on the edge engawa by her hips and lightly pecked on her lips, asking "What are you thinking?"

She sighed loudly before replying, "Kenshin, this is the thousandth times you've asked me today! You don't have to keeping on asking me this every second!"

"But I feel compel to know your thoughts…" he answered with honesty.

She didn't know whether to be angry at him for being noisy and persistent or smiled at his silliness. "Kenshin, there is such thing called privacy. You don't have to know what I'm thinking about all the time…" she trailed off when she realized she sounded a little off knowing why in the first place Kenshin read her mind. She was well aware that it was Kenshin's insecurity that caused his persistent questioning.

She knew he was observing her expression. She was trying hard to put her cheery face to hide her unrest. Much to her liking, she knew he knew all there was to know about Enishi. However, she didn't want to have him involved in the complicated knots that she created between all three of them. She was the one at fault. Ideally, she would need to make things right for all three of them. However, reality bites and someone was bound to get hurt deeply. No matter how she looked at it, there is no such thing as an ideal solution. She could only hope to minimize the damages she was about to cause or had already caused.

She moved forward, resting her forehead firmly on his while at the same time raised her right hand. She stroked his cheek with the pad of her thumb. With her eyes closed, she whispered, "Do you trust me?"

He hesitated for a moment, analyzing of her sudden question.

She opened her eyes, looking into his, "Do you?" Her thumb continued to stroke his cheek.

He looked right into her soul through her eyes and nodded. Silently, he closed his eyes and brought his hands to cup her façade face. He trusted her but he knew her inside out. Something was playing in her mind and he had a vast idea what it was and who did it concerned. And he was determined to find out the details. Every single bit of it. He had a feeling that what she was about to do was nothing he was going to be happy about.

Like a blind man, he gracefully traced her features with his gentle fingers. Automatically, she slightly tilted her head upwards. Taking his own sweet time, his fingers gently mapped her entire face. The softness and delicateness of his touch can only be conjured by her supple skin. Answering to his touch, she reflexively whimpered.

He smirked.

It took a while before his fingers left her face, moving down to her neck. Wrapping around her neck, every digits of his fingers began to message her skin. His right thumb slowly pushed itself up and down in the middle of her throat.

This time she moaned softly.

His left hand unwrap her neck. Instead his index finger slid under the edge of the material covering her shoulder. Slowly, he moved his finger, pushing away the material covering her shoulder. His stopped pushing when her entire left shoulder was exposed and half a side of the robe was hanging by her upper arm. His finger moved back to her ear lope. He started trailing the outline of her neck and slowly following the curve of the base of her neck to the edge of her shoulders. His touch was sending shiver down her spines.

He lowered his head to leave small trail of his soft kisses along her shoulder blade. She turned her head to the side with her eyes still closed and arched backward to give him a better access. She was laboring her breath already. Even after all this years, she still didn't understand why his touch could easily rob her of her sanity. Ironically, she would go insanely mad if she could no longer feel his tender touch.

His other hand held her nape firmly, supporting her. Smirking, he scooped her into his arm and sat down where she once sat. Having her on her lap, his lower right arm strapped across her right thigh to her left hip. His reddish lips lightly pressed itself against her expose skin at the back of her ear. Slowly, he grazed his hot breath along her neck, occasionally stopped to almost touch her with his lips. She shivered anticipatively in his arms.

He smirked again and shifted her. With his left hand gripping her entire frontal of her neck, he held her head next to his. With his other free hand, his fingers gently pried open the material still covering her right shoulders. Again he gently pushed and little by little her skin was exposed.

She wrapped herself across her breasts to stop her robe from falling and exposing all of her upper body.

His right palm planted firmly on the exposed area above her breast. As he caressed her horizontally, his lips were already leaving trail of smoldering hot kisses along her shoulder. He gently bit her in the middle of her shoulders, leaving her breathless. He smirked cunningly. She was beginning to lose her composure, drowning herself in his ministration.

She knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to get her off guard, breaking her concentration. He wanted to enter into her thoughts. With her determination as strong as his, she will not allow him the access to her mind. She realized she was treading on dangerous ground. With every stroke of his moist gentle flesh, she was losing a piece of herself and yet she could not refuse him. She did not want to further stretch the fine thin line holding their forbidden relationship. It was probably best to cut off the line, however, it would break her. It would definitely break him. The relationship could end but not their love. Their love was for real and it can only be ended with the end of time.

She had to stay focus. She had to learn to indulge in their intimacy and yet not entirely giving herself up to him. She had to protect her plans from him. It would be for the best of the three of them.

Repositioned himself, his legs were no longer touching the ground. He had moved them backwards, to the center of the engawa. They no longer faced the garden but along the walkway of the engawa. He still had her back leaning against him. He bent his knees to support both their weight. His lips was still a salving at her shoulder, pleasing her

He knew she was struggling for control over her mind - not to lose to him. However he would not fail either. She was going to give in to him.

He opened his eyes and unwrapped her arms across her chest. Looking down, he watched the robe gracefully fell apart, exposing more of her beauty. He stretched her arms by her sides, holding her hands firmly. Slowly he lowered her hands by the side of his outer thighs and released her hands.

Both hands on her knees, he spread open her legs. However, his hands did not slide down her thighs, instead he turned her face towards him and gave her the long waited kiss. He went around, embracing her tightly.

Her right hand rose to caress his face while the other hand circled his thighs with her finger. She will remain in control. She will not lose it.

While still kissing passionately, one hand fondling with her breast and the other went down south in a slow torturing movement. She had to grab hold of his thighs. He kept rubbing her inner thigh up and down. Whenever he was about to reach her core, he stopped, never lay a finger on it. He would just encircle his delicate finger on the outer skin, teasing her.

She curled her toes. A certain madness was building inside of her. Her swollen pulp was calling and it plead fell on deaf ears.

He smiled devilishly. He continued to tease outside her core. He gently pushed her inner thigh down, spreading her legs wider.

She had to break away from their passionate kiss. She cannot lose her mind. She bit hard on her bottom lips. And her legs were shivering. If this was how he wanted to play, she will play it dirty too.

"Ken-shin…," she moaned to his neck. "Kenshin-sama... … … Kenshin- sama…" she moaned repetitively in between her hitched breathe.

Her pleading call set the back of his hair stand and sending electric impulse shooting through him thoroughly.

"Ken - ," before she had a chance to moan his name again, he shut her up by pressing his lips against hers.

She subtly struggled to break away but his fingers firmly held her jaw in place. She cannot afford to lose this battle or everything else would be doomed. She did the one thing that came to mind – she fingered herself. And she cried in his mouth.

He was startled and released her.

"Kenshin…." A little euphoric but still in control of herself, she got on her knees and palms and crawled away a few step away from him. Once she was satisfied with the small distance between them, she turned to face him with the flushed complexion.

Both hands pressing on the wooden planks behind her, she spread her legs for him. She threw her head behind her for a lingering moment before she slowly lifted her head to meet him.

Kenshin was taken aback by her sultry eyes.

"Watch me…" she said sultrily. She seductively licked two of her fingers before placing them at opening of her wet core. She flashed him another sultry look before she started masturbating herself. She moaned loudly.

Deep within her, she felt like a cheap whore. In the midst of releasing herself, she felt miserable for degrading herself so lowly. She began to understand the low esteem the oirans that she had met in her course of journey. No doubt, Kenshin would not see her any different, still…

She will not shed a tear. She was doing it for the sake of them. There would be no meaning to dignity if she had to forever part with him. She will not give in to him. She cannot allow him to know of her plans to make things right again. She was doing it for the both of them, she convinced herself.

"Kenshin –sama…" She cried out as loud as she could and spread her legs wider.

Kenshin was swallowed hard. Cold sweat was breaking despite a vicious flame was engulfing his entire body. His nails were scratching the wooden floor. He could not take his eyes of her – of her ecstatic expression, of her every moment, of her every stroke. Not once did he blink his eyes. And her cries were damning him. He was losing his mind. His concentration was breaking. He could only think of one thing – to burn out the impassion desire inside him.

"Kenshin-sama…"

Before she could strike another stroke, she was already lying on flat on her back with Kenshin straddling her hip. Both her hands were pinned to the floor by his hands. Kenshin was looking down on her. His eyes were molten gold and she could see the burning passion in his eyes. His hungry expression told her that he was about to consume all of her. It scared her but at the same time excited her.

He brought forth her hand and inserted the still wet fingers into his mouth. He licked them clean of her sap. She was shivering under him. Without any warning, he crushed his lips on hers and kissed her aggressively. Without wasting time, he plunged hard into her. She moaned, arching her back. She had to grip his upper arm tightly. He violently slammed himself against her. She cried louder as he lost himself in her.

She had won.

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Resting her cheek on his naked chest, she indulged in the feeling of his fingers playing idly with her hair. She raised her head to look at his solemn expression.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

He shook his head and smiled lamely.

She knew he was upset with himself. She pushed herself up and leveled with his eyes.

"Are you disappointed that I'm not what you think I am, that, I'm just another cheap whore?"

His eyes widened. "No, don't ever say that. I would never think of you as such. You are still my previous, my one and only love. I live for nothing but you. Don't you ever think so lowly of yourself. In my heart, you are above everyone else."

"Then, why do you look so depressed?" she asked on purposes.

He stroked her hair. Avoiding her question, he said instead, "I actually like the wilder side of you. Even if you are a whore, you would be my exclusive whore. No one can venture the sultry side of you except me… And I'll be looking forward to some new 'adventure' with my seductress master …" He smiled earnestly.

She looked at him with a warming heart. She lowered herself to his lips and whispered, "I love you," before she kissed him. She broke the kiss and rested her head next to his with her eyes closed.

For the moment, all her worries will go out the window for she wanted nothing more but to relish her every moment with him.

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For a thousand years that they have been together, she had never seen him sulking. She had seen him being angry but never sulking. The part that made her smile was that for the whole day he had been secretly hiding in one corner and started sulking when he thought she wasn't aware.

'Perhaps, tonight the sultry seductress master should re-appear to bring some light to her young apprentice', she gave it a serious thought. She began to jog her memory of the experiences the 'oiran' had shared with her. She didn't mind degrading herself to the lowest level if it would satisfy him. That was the least that she could do to make him happy for the time being.

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Author's note: So what do you think? I honestly don't mind ppl correcting my grammar. I know I can get lowest grade possible for my grammar, so feel free to comment.

In case wondering how on earth 'yaoi/ shonen-ai' managed to influence this chapter,well, I was just I inspired by it – erotic.

Thanks for reading. Share your thought with me, if you don't mind.