On the Horse
Omake 2 for 'On the Train'
More PWP insanity of the WK smutty type from me!
This one is KenAya. Ken demanded it.
Huggles to: Heather R, ChibiKojinoda, Seph Lorraine, Celeste1, Siberian Orchid, Stef andMangababy.
Moonraven - Thanks for the challenge! It was great fun!
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Aya glared balefully into the big eyes in front of him.
"Hey, just accept the situation. It's stupid to glare at a horse, y'know."
Aya turned his gaze onto a laughing pair of blue eyes belonging to one Ken Hidaka, who was standing beside the horse in question.
Ken merely grinned back unconcernedly. That searing purple gaze had long since stopped being effective. When you were as intimately acquainted with it as Ken was, he knew just how quickly that glare could change into something altogether, quite different.
And Ken took it as a personal challenge to see how quickly he could change that stare. Sometimes he made Aya smile, sometimes he made Aya snort and call him 'baka', sometimes he got an annoyed look and sometimes Aya rolled his eyes and just walked away.
But Ken's favourite was when he could channel that passion and fiery emotion into a much better use for it...
"My horse just ran away, Ken." Aya's pinched voice brought Ken back to his present surroundings, in a clearing beside the lake.
"Look, it's not our fault that your horse ran away when those people started up their speedboat." Ken noted the fast boat moving further into the distance, the trails of whitewash testament to the speed.
"Idiots." Aya transferred his heated glare to the disappearing boat.
"And it's definitely not Kumi's fault that Maki was spooked by the sound." Ken rubbed his horse's nose and Kumi responded by nickering and rubbing her nose on Ken's shoulder.
"Good girl. No, it's not your fault that Maki reacted by dumping Aya onto the ground and running off."
"Ken." Aya practically growled the sound.
Ken laughed. "If only I'd had a camera. The expression on your face was priceless."
Aya turned away, but not before Ken saw the tinge of pink sweeping up Aya's cheeks.
"Well, it's a nice day anyway. And I'm sure it'll be no problem riding double back to the stable." Ken shaded his eyes as he took in the beautiful scenery, which was set off quite nicely by the back view of a very cute, peeved redhead.
Ken walked over to stand beside said redhead. "You ride pretty well. This was your first time, right?"
"Hn."
"Must be in your genes then. You looked good." Ken chattered away, not needing a response from Aya. "Did you have ancestors who fought in Sekigahara? (1) Your seat on that horse was really natural. I can see it now. You on a horse, charging down into the fray, with your beloved katana in hand, instilling fear into your opponents."
"Ken." Aya spoke abruptly, but now the slight blush could possibly be attributed to Ken's words.
"Actually, they'd probably run away at the sight of you. With your red hair, they would've imagined you to be a demon or something." Ken looked at Aya cheekily.
"Baka. Let's head back. Maybe we'll come across my damn horse."
Aya turned and approached Ken's horse. However, Ken motioned for Aya to mount first. Aya frowned, but did as he was bid. Ken was a much more experienced rider than him.
Once settled, Ken swung up easily behind him. Aya reached for the reins, Ken wrapped his arms loosely around Aya's waist and they headed off.
They'd been walking for only a few minutes before Aya became conscious of more than just the feeling of Ken's warm chest against his back.
The surrounding forest gave the suggestion of privacy, combining with the heady feeling of his lover's body spooned up against him.
The movement of the horse, as it ambled along, gently rocked his hips back against Ken's with each step. It was a little bit reminiscent of what they'd been up to last night. More than a little reminiscent, in fact...
Aya bit his lip as warmth began pooling in his groin. It was amazing how much Ken had affected his life, and libido. Aya had suppressed his emotions for such a long time, and then Ken had come along with that cheeky smile and hot athletic body and Aya couldn't resist any longer. Hey, he was young and full of hormones too!
But Aya's restraint had been noticed. He should have known that Ken would be able to feel the slight tensing of his back.
Ken leaned in closer, tucking his chin into the crook of Aya's neck, lipping the red eartail that stuck in his face. He moved it aside successfully and moved in eagerly to the pale perfection that was Aya's neck.
Aya gasped. The heat of Ken's mouth moving over that sensitive spot just under his ear, made him shiver slightly.
One of Ken's hands slipped lower, to around Aya's hips and Aya tried to suppress a moan, as Ken's busy fingers unbuttoned his jeans and worked the zipper down. The other hand slid under the redhead's shirt, brushing teasingly against Aya's stomach.
"You planned this... didn't you?" Aya managed to gasp out as Ken's warm fingers slid around his length.
"Aya, you think too damn much." Ken pulled Aya back against him, a little more closely. "I didn't scare your horse off. I'm not THAT desperate to do you on a horse. But, now that the opportunity's here... I can't say that I've never thought of doing this to you..." Aya bit his lip to suppress the moan that just wanted to come out. "And this..." Aya gave up his futile struggle.
Ken smiled at the sound Aya made. Ken could see the way Aya's lip was pulled taut by his teeth as Ken increased the pace of his strokes. Aya was trying to keep quiet, but Ken wasn't gonna have any of that. He wanted to make Aya scream his name.
Ken grimaced as his own pants were becoming way too tight. God, Aya looked so damn fuckable. Legs spread. Shirt pulled up. Aya's head draped back against the side of Ken's head, his eyes closed. Ken loved that he could reduce the frequently dour redhead to such a state.
"God... Ken..." Aya's body shook as Ken's skilled hands brought him to completion.
Ken pulled out the small handtowel that he'd stuffed into the pocket of his army-style cargo pants and gently cleaned his lover up.
As Aya's breath returned to normal, he eyed the towel in Ken's hand. "So... not planned, huh?"
"Nope. Wasn't expecting this to happen at all. But it's good that I had this tucked away, ne?"
Aya grunted in response.
Ken smiled to himself. He certainly hadn't planned this encounter on the horse. Back in the stables... now that was another matter...
- Owari -
Author's note:
(1) Sekigahara was the site of one of the most important battles in Japan – Tokugawa vs Ishida in the 14th year of the emporer Go-Yozei.1600 in our calender, I think. It involved more than two hundred thousand samurai. Eighty thousand samurai were dead in one day. Very scary.
Also, pls note, I've only ridden a horse once. I'm not sure I got it right, but the horse movement is what I remember/imagine/read about what it's supposed to be like. I've also never ridden double.
OMG, I've done it again, haven't I?! I've made Ken a sex maniac again! I wrote this when I was studying.My brain wasfried. Yes... I'll blame that... (innocent look)
Seph Lorraine, I'mstill trying to work throughyoursuggestions of a canoe, raft and hot air balloon. Anyone else have suggestions? Ask away...