Nanashi thought Yusuke's goal was to walk the legs off of her. He traipsed her all over the city, showing her anything he thought was worth her noting. She felt turned around in the maze of the streets, corners, alleys, and shops. Had the sun not started to set, she figured he would keep on leading her all over town. He did point her back to the way of the castle, but did not take her back there. He gave her a vague excuse of having to get back to Keiko, but she did not quite believe him. As she parted from him, she pondered about what might have been the real reason he did not take her all the way back.
She was so focused on keeping the castle in sight and trying to figure out Yusuke's departure that she skidded to a halt when a rock skipped across where she was heading. She watched it bounce and then roll lazily toward the curb to the left of her.
"Psst," she heard someone exhale to the right of her.
She looked over to her right, seeing a tall figure standing in a nearby alley way. He was in the shadows from chest up. Her heart skipped a beat when she recognized who those white pants belonged to. "Jin," she breathed out.
He reached his hand out of the shadows, beckoning her towards him before slipping the rest of himself into the darkness within the alley. Hesitantly, she followed, reaching for her wind dragon just in case.
She stepped into the shadows, her eyes adjusting to the dimness, seeing Jin standing in his tall, confident glory. She was almost breathless at the sight of him. She felt slightly ashamed to feel her attraction to him brewing up after being dormant for so long. So much had happened the last time she had seen him, had been with him. She felt like just standing there was a betrayal to Hiei.
Jin closed the gap between them, pulling her over to him. He kissed her in a rush, claiming her mouth much to her surprise. She felt breathless by it. He leaned against her, half pushing, half guiding her so her back leaned against the cold, slightly slick stone wall of the alley way.
He pulled away from her mouth, and pressed his lips sweetly against her brow. "Great Mother, I've missed you..." he breathed.
"What happened to you? After?" she asked, looking up at him. The glint dancing in his eyes when he looked at her was not unlike the look Hiei would give her.
"After the lame excuse that the foals had to go up to a vacant stable for rest and training?" he preempted in a short tone. "I was discharged from the king's stables and service. I stayed on in the capital, working now at the head of the mayor's stables. He hardly has anything worthwhile in his stables though. Just two hippogriffs and a bunch of horses." At the mention of horses and hippogriffs, Nanashi did notice the faint smell of the stables on him. She liked it on him. It smelled familiar, reminding of him and his flirtation.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"It's not your fault," he said with an annoyed growl. He reached his hand out towards her face, brushing a few stray hair out of her face. "You've gotten much too slim," he commented gently. He hummed, before continuing. "I saw what happened in the fighting pit. The way you lost your wings-" he halted his words when he noticed her wince. "Guess you'll have to learn how to get along now as a four limb person like the rest of us." He turned his comment into a joke.
She laughed at his poor joke, mainly as at attempt to appease his feelings than anything else. "The wind dragon might be able to form a new set of sorts for me, once I have recovered," she explained longingly.
"The wind dragon now? I thought it was just a serpent?" he asked, hand tracing along the front of her neck. She felt both hot and cold at the same time when he did that. "That was the beast you rode, wasn't it?" His hand kept stroke the front of her neck and upper chest. She nodded. "You commanded something quite large," he whispered, "between your legs."
She felt herself go weak in the knees. His hand come firmly behind her head and neck. He bent down, kissing her anew. She kissed him back, trying not to think in the moment.
She pulled away, leaning back against the wall. He let her neck go. She asked, not looking up, "you saw everything then? In the fighting pits?" He had to have seen her and Hiei kiss. He just had to have.
"Yes," he said, tone sounding short, but not with her. "That pit fighter you rescued. I did see you with him," he added with a jealous tone. "You know at his height to you, if you squint enough, he almost could be mistaken for Jiro."
"He doesn't..." she almost said 'he doesn't look like Jiro.' She thought about it though, thinking about both Hiei and Jiro. They were of the same height, similar build. Yet Hiei was more muscular, where Jiro was slim and bookish. Their black hair did have similar sheens though.
"He doesn't what? Mean that much to you?" Jin pressed her.
Her mind jumped around, thoughts all jumbled up. She wanted to shake her head, but found she could not get herself to do so. She had not seen him since her wings were removed. Her mind wondered as to why that might be.
He bent down, kissing her anew with feverish intensity. His hands roamed over her breasts, petting her without inhibition.
He nuzzled his mouth up alongside her ear. "Leave the castle. Leave the king's service like me," he whispered the request. His hands roamed over her waist and hips. "Join me working for the mayor." His hand slipped lower, stroking between her legs. She gasped, grasping his shirt up by his shoulders. "I've missed you so much," he moaned breathily in her ear.
"I can't," she answered, feeling suddenly flushed. "I'm supposed to be king's guard..." she loosed the excuse. She was unsure if that would happen anymore though, with her wings removed. "The king wouldn't release me from that..." she breathed.
"Then run away with me," he said in rush. "We can leave the capital. We can go to Alaric. It's a half wild territory now that Lord Mukuro is on his death bed. No one will think to look for us there."
"I can't..." she panted, even though the idea sounded tempting. She could be free from the king, be with Jin, but at the cost of losing Hiei in it. She was still unsure where she stood with him...
Jin's hand reached to top of her pants, undoing the front of them. She whimpered, feeling suddenly exposed with him in this alley way. His hand slipped under her panties, rubbing over her mound again and again. "You miss this?" he questioned her.
She nodded without really thinking about it. "I don't think... I could get away... ah." She gasped as one of his fingers rubbed circles over her clit. She panted, hands tightening on his shirt. She willed herself not to moan loudly.
He kept talking as he touched her. "You can. We met early tomorrow morning, before dawn. Meet me by the East Gate of the castle, the one near the stables. We can make it. I know we could."
"I can't..." she whispered, leaning her head on the wall behind her.
He fingers slipped lower, two sliding inside of her. She gasped, unsure she should let him do that, but it felt much too good to stop him. She covered her mouth with her hand, willing herself not to cry out.
"You can. We can. Do it for me," he whispered in her ear. "Become mine." Nanashi felt a shudder run through her, feeling herself come by his hand. She leaned her head against his chest, using his chest to smother her whimpers now instead of her hand. "Tomorrow morning. Before dawn. The East Gate," he repeated. He took his hand out from her pants. He wiped his hand off on his own pants.
"Tomorrow..." she breathed against him. "East Gate... predawn..." she repeated, unsure if she would actually have the courage to carry it out with him. She felt lightheaded, like she had just been sucked into a whirlwind. She wondered about what she was doing, having not thought of Jin hardly and within ten minutes of seeing him, allowing him to kiss and touch her the way he just did.
She looked up at him, seeing him give her a smoldering smile that made her weak in the knees. His hands came around her jaw, kissing her passionately. He pressed against her, making her back lean against the stone wall behind her. She felt his swollen cock press against her hips.
She pulled her mouth away, face flushed. She was unsure if she should reciprocate. She wanted to, but felt like she should not. With shaking hands, she reached out to his pants, undoing the top of them. Her hands trembled so much, she could hardly grab him.
"You don't have to do that, if you don't want to," he breathed.
"I... I want to..." she said mousily.
She thought about the last time she was with. He told her he had wanted her mouth. She pulled him out of his pants, and bent down before him.
He stopped her as she knelt, grabbing her by the upper arm. "Pull down your pants instead," he pressed.
She looked up at him, shaking her head. She did not want him like that, not here in an exposed area, not now. He gave a nonverbal growl under his breath, but let her upper arm going. She knelt back down before him, resting on her knees. She put him in her mouth without looking up at him.
He sighed blissfully, bringing his hands to her hair. "Mmmm, you remembered." He stroked her hair, petting her as she moved her mouth over and over him. "A blow job," he breathed. "From an angel."
She paused, not sure what to make of his words. She kept going, taking more of him in her mouth. An angel. She was still an angel, wings or no wings. She gagged when she finished him unexpectedly. She pulled away from him, bringing the back of her hand to her mouth as she coughed and gagged, willing herself not to be sick on him.
He reached down, pulling her to stand up before him. He brought his hand up to the side of her face, tracing her lips with his thumbs. "Now where did you learn that?" he asked her coyly.
She thought the answer without voicing. Hiei. She had learned it from Hiei. She pulled away from Jin, head down and face flushed. She should not have done that. She should not have let him touch her like that. Yet she had no idea where she stood with Hiei... There was that kiss in the fighting pit, but she had not seen him since. She had broken it off with him after he came to her after she was engaged to Jiro.
Jin bent down, giving her a swift peck on her lips. "Where and when are we meeting?" Jin asked her, breaking her out of con-fuddled thoughts.
She answered, "tomorrow. Before dawn. The East Gate." Part of her wanted to go with him, but part of her wanted to stay behind.