A Night With The Wolves - Part 5
Kouji rose from his spot on the floor to eye his men. True, he had been
drinking, but he wasn't so drunk that he needed to sleep it off just
yet. Actually, he and Genrou had purposely not surpassed their limit so
that they could further enjoy the new waitress' assets. Though he had
no intention of sharing the girl, she was for Genrou and no one else,
but that didn't mean he couldn't watch. With that in mind, he stretched
before heading out the door.
As Kouji neared the staircase, he heard the distinct sound of rustling
fabric and heavy breathing. Genrou was taking off his jacket as he
always did before getting down to business with a woman. She wasn't
crying? By the sounds coming from the kitchen, she was enjoying his
friend's ministrations. Kouji could even hear his friend growl with
passion, which he never heard.
Growing more and more excited at the mere thought of watching a woman
in the midst of passion, Kouji quickly descended the stairs. A creak.
One of his men was moving upstairs. The mood broke like a prized
possession after letting a child "look" at it. The couple in the
kitchen were moving as if rushed. Most likely, they were leaving.
Turning around, Kouji determinedly stalked up the stairs to deal with
the one making all the racket.
* * *
Her fingers shaking with nervousness, Teiki explored the folds of
Genrou's shirt. "What are you doing…?" he teased while running his
index finger underneath her blind fold. Faintly, she smiled at him
before unbuttoning and sliding his shirt down his shoulders. Genrou
helped her work the garment off his body with an impressed grin. He
raised himself slightly to allow her room to explore his chest, which
she did with almost shy fervor.
Calloused fingers tickled their way down the contours of his chest.
Blinded by the bandanna, her sense of touch heightened to appease her
curiosity. "You haven't answered me…" he growled when she grazed his
nipple.
"Making the best of the situation." She leaned forward placing an open
kiss on his jaw and chin. "I would rather enjoy myself then simply let
myself be taken," she whispered against his skin before awarding him
with another sucking kiss. Genrou raised his eyebrows at her answer. So
she wasn't willing, but she was going along with it anyway.
Interesting.
Disregarding his earlier thought to keep her frustrated with the blind
fold, Genrou fingered the cloth once again. Almost idly, he let his
hand cup the back of her head to lift it off the mat and let the knot
loosen. He attacked her lips as the bandanna slipped off her eyes only
to be flung across the room. Teiki's nails ran over the taut muscles
occupying Genrou's back telling him that despite her vision's freedom,
she was still trying her best to enjoy herself.
If she was willing to enjoy herself, Genrou decided he was willing to
allow her to enjoy herself. With that in mind, he became conscious of
whether he was pleasing not just his own needs, but hers as well. His
eyes crept open as his mouth left a wet trail down to her chest.
Genrou lapped at the former resting place of the amulet in question.
His fingers roughly pulled at the chords tying her bodice together
until he was able to take pleasure in the first of her main assets.
Running his fingers lightly over her bosom he watched with fascination
as she shuddered at his touch. With a smirk, he bent to explore the
newly exposed flesh with his mouth and tongue. Teiki pressed Genrou to
her bosom basking in the sensations he was giving her. His hand,
meanwhile, crept further up her skirt tickling the sensitive skin of
her inner thigh. Teiki gasped eliciting an amused chuckle from Genrou.
* * *
Kouji stood with his foot upon the shoulder of one of his fellow
bandits as he gave a victory pose. "Do you have any idea what your
little bathroom break did?!"
"Ugh…" was the poor man's only reply.
Refreshed by his slight display of violence, the second in command
left the "hangover room". Slowly, he crept down the stairs and down
the hall to the kitchen where Genrou and his tasty morsel were just
doing wonderful things to each other only moments before. 'Did they go
to the hut?' he thought as he made his way to the door. There was only
one way to find out.
* * *
Genrou's eyes narrowed as his captive hovered above him. How did he end
up on his back? Wasn't he supposed to be the one in charge? And yet,
there she was straddling him, running her fingers down his chest,
tasting and nibbling and feeling.
Teiki moved her hair over her shoulder as she played with the contours
of his abdomen. His hands ran over her bare legs up to her hips in
circular, massaging strokes. Giving him an evil smirk, she blatantly
grazed his sides with her nails causing him to briefly writhe. "What
are you doing?!"
"Tickling you," her voice became silky and dark. "You don't like it?"
Once again, she lightly grazed the right spot to make him jolt.
Laughing, she issued an all out onslaught upon the leader of the
bandits. Between growling with frustration, groaning with pleasure as
her thighs squeezed to keep him in line, and laughing from her torture
of choice, Genrou tried desperately to turn the tables on the woman.
Suddenly, a knock came at the door. "Hello…Who is it? It's Kouji your
best friend…Ah, Kouji come right on in!!"
"Kouji…" The battle paused to regard the door which was about to be
opened.
Seeing as the garment wasn't doing any good anymore considering the
position of Genrou's hands and the state of her bodice, Teiki nearly
tore the dress off her body. "Ariga-" With an evil glint in her eye,
she hurled the heavy fabric at the half-opened door.
"Go away!!" Genrou laughed at the sight of his friend with a dress over
his head before realizing the state of undress the woman straddling him
was in. Suddenly, Teiki yelped as the tables were turned.
With a look of masculine pride, the captor hovered over his captive.
"Your turn." His eyes narrowed as he paid her back for her earlier
assault. Much to Genrou's delight, Teiki writhed and laughed without
restriction. He attacked her body finding that no matter what he
tickled, he was awarded with the same unashamed display.
Shocked, to say the least, that his entrance had been interrupted so
rudely, Kouji sank to the floor. Moving the skirt over, he witnessed a
war between man and woman. Genrou was merciless in his attack as her
legs tried desperately to flail, yet with all this she seemed to be
enjoying herself.
Once again, the tables turned as a pair of pants found their way across
the room on top of Kouji's head. He moved this to the side as well to
find the two in the midst of a rather intimate, heated kiss. An
uncharacteristic moan escaped from his friend's mouth accompanied by
the wonderful whimpering of the woman beneath him. One arm was wrapped
firmly around her body, while the other explored somewhere beyond
Kouji's line of sight. By the growing vocalizations and clenched eyes
of the waitress, he could guess where Genrou's fingers were playing.
Just then, the hand in question found its way out into the open.
Usually to taunt the girl in question, Genrou tasted the juices right
in front of her. This time however, he merely wiped his fingers off on
the mat as his eyes studied her face. She bit her lip as if in pain.
Genrou waited his breath coming in slow, steady gasps. Teiki swallowed
hard before a soft kiss was placed on her parted lips. As if he were
being careful not to hurt her, Genrou started out slowly. Feminine eyes
clenched shut while her captor bent to whisper in her ear. He softly
kissed her exposed neck before more words were exchanged.
Kouji realized, then, that his friend wasn't just having his fun with
the woman as payment for taxes. He was actually making love to her.
Even if it was a one night stand, he was taking his time with her as if
he didn't want her to regret anything in the morning.
A rhythm had been established. The two rocked in time, their mouths'
locked in a gasping kiss. Genrou was still holding out; he hadn't
reached his pace yet. Kouji's eyes widened as his friend sped the tempo
up. Teiki arched as her head was thrown back, yet she still had not
climaxed. It was the most amazing display Kouji had ever seen, even
from his own escapades. Genrou's eyes blazed, a yell of triumph
tumbling from his lips as his woman arched completely off the mat. The
two collapsed in a tangled heap of sweat and passion. Though it was
obvious the two were beyond exhausted, they continued to exchange
fevered kisses and impassioned touches.
"Wow…" Surprised, Teiki turned her head to stare at the man sitting in
front of the door. Genrou simply smirked knowingly at his friend as he
continued to delight in the taste of the woman beneath him. "Damn…"
Teiki took a deep breath trying to steady her racing heart. "Were you
there the whole time?" Her cheeks, already pretty flushed, reddened
with embarrassment.
Exchanging a chuckle with his right-hand man, Genrou nibbled on his
captive's ear. "He always does this…just 'cause he can't find a woman
of his own."
With mock insult at his friend's joke, Kouji fumed from beneath the
couple's discarded clothing. Slowly, he rose from his spot. The clothes
thrown at him earlier tumbled to the floor as he crossed the room.
"Here." He bent to pick up a large blanket. "It'll be cold tonight."
Unashamed by his lack of clothing, Genrou separated himself from her
warmth to retrieve the cover his friend held out for him. "I'm assuming
you're letting her stay here tonight."
"Yeah. That is, if you don't mind waking up with bandits in the
morning?" He laughed when he turned to find his captive covering her
breasts from the eyes of his second in command. She scowled at his
comment. To ask something like that after he just had sex with her was
stupid. "Most of the time, the girls we bring here would rather forget
everything like it's a dream and wake up in their own beds the next
morning," Genrou bent to whisper into her ear.
"Well, that's stupid." Sitting up, she wrapped her arms around the neck
of the man sitting beside her. Genrou turned to face her planting a
brief kiss on the corner of her mouth. "I think it says a lot that
you'd be willing to wake up with me in the morning. I would hate to
wake up to find no one there after a night of losing my virginity."
"I knew I liked her." Kouji sat beside his best friend's girl of the
evening and grinned before taking in the sight of her naked body.
"You're not going to…" Teiki eyed him warily.
"Nah. We don't share, but there's only one mat in here…and only one
blanket…" His smile broadened as he scooted closer to her.
"Uh-huh…So you're telling me we're gonna get cozy tonight…" Genrou
laughed before rising off the mat to retrieve what little clothing was
in the little hut. He pulled his pants on and tied the cord. Turning,
he watched as Kouji covered Teiki up with the blanket.
"Here…till Genrou finds you something to wear." She pulled the cover
over her body leaving nothing for the eye to see besides her bare
shoulders and her legs up to the knee. The leader of the Mt. Reikaku
Bandits rummaged through some spare clothes to find a large men's
shirt. He tossed it at her with a smirk telling her to change, which
she did gratefully. Once again, he crossed the small room to sit upon
the mat. Pulling Teiki towards him, he produced a bottle of sake and
began passing it around.
* Author's Notes *
Yes! I have finally gotten around to writting the rest of this fic!!
If you were confused at all by the beginning, think of the first
installment as a back track to see what Kouji is doing while Genrou
and Teiki are in the kitchen during the last chapter. Then, it makes
a bit more sense.
The next chapter is the last!! Tell me if you want an Epilogue or
anything!!
Kouji rose from his spot on the floor to eye his men. True, he had been
drinking, but he wasn't so drunk that he needed to sleep it off just
yet. Actually, he and Genrou had purposely not surpassed their limit so
that they could further enjoy the new waitress' assets. Though he had
no intention of sharing the girl, she was for Genrou and no one else,
but that didn't mean he couldn't watch. With that in mind, he stretched
before heading out the door.
As Kouji neared the staircase, he heard the distinct sound of rustling
fabric and heavy breathing. Genrou was taking off his jacket as he
always did before getting down to business with a woman. She wasn't
crying? By the sounds coming from the kitchen, she was enjoying his
friend's ministrations. Kouji could even hear his friend growl with
passion, which he never heard.
Growing more and more excited at the mere thought of watching a woman
in the midst of passion, Kouji quickly descended the stairs. A creak.
One of his men was moving upstairs. The mood broke like a prized
possession after letting a child "look" at it. The couple in the
kitchen were moving as if rushed. Most likely, they were leaving.
Turning around, Kouji determinedly stalked up the stairs to deal with
the one making all the racket.
* * *
Her fingers shaking with nervousness, Teiki explored the folds of
Genrou's shirt. "What are you doing…?" he teased while running his
index finger underneath her blind fold. Faintly, she smiled at him
before unbuttoning and sliding his shirt down his shoulders. Genrou
helped her work the garment off his body with an impressed grin. He
raised himself slightly to allow her room to explore his chest, which
she did with almost shy fervor.
Calloused fingers tickled their way down the contours of his chest.
Blinded by the bandanna, her sense of touch heightened to appease her
curiosity. "You haven't answered me…" he growled when she grazed his
nipple.
"Making the best of the situation." She leaned forward placing an open
kiss on his jaw and chin. "I would rather enjoy myself then simply let
myself be taken," she whispered against his skin before awarding him
with another sucking kiss. Genrou raised his eyebrows at her answer. So
she wasn't willing, but she was going along with it anyway.
Interesting.
Disregarding his earlier thought to keep her frustrated with the blind
fold, Genrou fingered the cloth once again. Almost idly, he let his
hand cup the back of her head to lift it off the mat and let the knot
loosen. He attacked her lips as the bandanna slipped off her eyes only
to be flung across the room. Teiki's nails ran over the taut muscles
occupying Genrou's back telling him that despite her vision's freedom,
she was still trying her best to enjoy herself.
If she was willing to enjoy herself, Genrou decided he was willing to
allow her to enjoy herself. With that in mind, he became conscious of
whether he was pleasing not just his own needs, but hers as well. His
eyes crept open as his mouth left a wet trail down to her chest.
Genrou lapped at the former resting place of the amulet in question.
His fingers roughly pulled at the chords tying her bodice together
until he was able to take pleasure in the first of her main assets.
Running his fingers lightly over her bosom he watched with fascination
as she shuddered at his touch. With a smirk, he bent to explore the
newly exposed flesh with his mouth and tongue. Teiki pressed Genrou to
her bosom basking in the sensations he was giving her. His hand,
meanwhile, crept further up her skirt tickling the sensitive skin of
her inner thigh. Teiki gasped eliciting an amused chuckle from Genrou.
* * *
Kouji stood with his foot upon the shoulder of one of his fellow
bandits as he gave a victory pose. "Do you have any idea what your
little bathroom break did?!"
"Ugh…" was the poor man's only reply.
Refreshed by his slight display of violence, the second in command
left the "hangover room". Slowly, he crept down the stairs and down
the hall to the kitchen where Genrou and his tasty morsel were just
doing wonderful things to each other only moments before. 'Did they go
to the hut?' he thought as he made his way to the door. There was only
one way to find out.
* * *
Genrou's eyes narrowed as his captive hovered above him. How did he end
up on his back? Wasn't he supposed to be the one in charge? And yet,
there she was straddling him, running her fingers down his chest,
tasting and nibbling and feeling.
Teiki moved her hair over her shoulder as she played with the contours
of his abdomen. His hands ran over her bare legs up to her hips in
circular, massaging strokes. Giving him an evil smirk, she blatantly
grazed his sides with her nails causing him to briefly writhe. "What
are you doing?!"
"Tickling you," her voice became silky and dark. "You don't like it?"
Once again, she lightly grazed the right spot to make him jolt.
Laughing, she issued an all out onslaught upon the leader of the
bandits. Between growling with frustration, groaning with pleasure as
her thighs squeezed to keep him in line, and laughing from her torture
of choice, Genrou tried desperately to turn the tables on the woman.
Suddenly, a knock came at the door. "Hello…Who is it? It's Kouji your
best friend…Ah, Kouji come right on in!!"
"Kouji…" The battle paused to regard the door which was about to be
opened.
Seeing as the garment wasn't doing any good anymore considering the
position of Genrou's hands and the state of her bodice, Teiki nearly
tore the dress off her body. "Ariga-" With an evil glint in her eye,
she hurled the heavy fabric at the half-opened door.
"Go away!!" Genrou laughed at the sight of his friend with a dress over
his head before realizing the state of undress the woman straddling him
was in. Suddenly, Teiki yelped as the tables were turned.
With a look of masculine pride, the captor hovered over his captive.
"Your turn." His eyes narrowed as he paid her back for her earlier
assault. Much to Genrou's delight, Teiki writhed and laughed without
restriction. He attacked her body finding that no matter what he
tickled, he was awarded with the same unashamed display.
Shocked, to say the least, that his entrance had been interrupted so
rudely, Kouji sank to the floor. Moving the skirt over, he witnessed a
war between man and woman. Genrou was merciless in his attack as her
legs tried desperately to flail, yet with all this she seemed to be
enjoying herself.
Once again, the tables turned as a pair of pants found their way across
the room on top of Kouji's head. He moved this to the side as well to
find the two in the midst of a rather intimate, heated kiss. An
uncharacteristic moan escaped from his friend's mouth accompanied by
the wonderful whimpering of the woman beneath him. One arm was wrapped
firmly around her body, while the other explored somewhere beyond
Kouji's line of sight. By the growing vocalizations and clenched eyes
of the waitress, he could guess where Genrou's fingers were playing.
Just then, the hand in question found its way out into the open.
Usually to taunt the girl in question, Genrou tasted the juices right
in front of her. This time however, he merely wiped his fingers off on
the mat as his eyes studied her face. She bit her lip as if in pain.
Genrou waited his breath coming in slow, steady gasps. Teiki swallowed
hard before a soft kiss was placed on her parted lips. As if he were
being careful not to hurt her, Genrou started out slowly. Feminine eyes
clenched shut while her captor bent to whisper in her ear. He softly
kissed her exposed neck before more words were exchanged.
Kouji realized, then, that his friend wasn't just having his fun with
the woman as payment for taxes. He was actually making love to her.
Even if it was a one night stand, he was taking his time with her as if
he didn't want her to regret anything in the morning.
A rhythm had been established. The two rocked in time, their mouths'
locked in a gasping kiss. Genrou was still holding out; he hadn't
reached his pace yet. Kouji's eyes widened as his friend sped the tempo
up. Teiki arched as her head was thrown back, yet she still had not
climaxed. It was the most amazing display Kouji had ever seen, even
from his own escapades. Genrou's eyes blazed, a yell of triumph
tumbling from his lips as his woman arched completely off the mat. The
two collapsed in a tangled heap of sweat and passion. Though it was
obvious the two were beyond exhausted, they continued to exchange
fevered kisses and impassioned touches.
"Wow…" Surprised, Teiki turned her head to stare at the man sitting in
front of the door. Genrou simply smirked knowingly at his friend as he
continued to delight in the taste of the woman beneath him. "Damn…"
Teiki took a deep breath trying to steady her racing heart. "Were you
there the whole time?" Her cheeks, already pretty flushed, reddened
with embarrassment.
Exchanging a chuckle with his right-hand man, Genrou nibbled on his
captive's ear. "He always does this…just 'cause he can't find a woman
of his own."
With mock insult at his friend's joke, Kouji fumed from beneath the
couple's discarded clothing. Slowly, he rose from his spot. The clothes
thrown at him earlier tumbled to the floor as he crossed the room.
"Here." He bent to pick up a large blanket. "It'll be cold tonight."
Unashamed by his lack of clothing, Genrou separated himself from her
warmth to retrieve the cover his friend held out for him. "I'm assuming
you're letting her stay here tonight."
"Yeah. That is, if you don't mind waking up with bandits in the
morning?" He laughed when he turned to find his captive covering her
breasts from the eyes of his second in command. She scowled at his
comment. To ask something like that after he just had sex with her was
stupid. "Most of the time, the girls we bring here would rather forget
everything like it's a dream and wake up in their own beds the next
morning," Genrou bent to whisper into her ear.
"Well, that's stupid." Sitting up, she wrapped her arms around the neck
of the man sitting beside her. Genrou turned to face her planting a
brief kiss on the corner of her mouth. "I think it says a lot that
you'd be willing to wake up with me in the morning. I would hate to
wake up to find no one there after a night of losing my virginity."
"I knew I liked her." Kouji sat beside his best friend's girl of the
evening and grinned before taking in the sight of her naked body.
"You're not going to…" Teiki eyed him warily.
"Nah. We don't share, but there's only one mat in here…and only one
blanket…" His smile broadened as he scooted closer to her.
"Uh-huh…So you're telling me we're gonna get cozy tonight…" Genrou
laughed before rising off the mat to retrieve what little clothing was
in the little hut. He pulled his pants on and tied the cord. Turning,
he watched as Kouji covered Teiki up with the blanket.
"Here…till Genrou finds you something to wear." She pulled the cover
over her body leaving nothing for the eye to see besides her bare
shoulders and her legs up to the knee. The leader of the Mt. Reikaku
Bandits rummaged through some spare clothes to find a large men's
shirt. He tossed it at her with a smirk telling her to change, which
she did gratefully. Once again, he crossed the small room to sit upon
the mat. Pulling Teiki towards him, he produced a bottle of sake and
began passing it around.
* Author's Notes *
Yes! I have finally gotten around to writting the rest of this fic!!
If you were confused at all by the beginning, think of the first
installment as a back track to see what Kouji is doing while Genrou
and Teiki are in the kitchen during the last chapter. Then, it makes
a bit more sense.
The next chapter is the last!! Tell me if you want an Epilogue or
anything!!