MAKI'S BRUTALITY RELEASHED
"Wait for a moment." Kenji told the person who had been banging his room door with a very persistent knock. Only one man can do that to him... Maki. "I'm naked! If you mind?"
Kenji had only finished his bath in the river and he was all naked inisde his separate room from Maki. The Emperor had never nagged him before like this. Maki had really changed since last night when he discovered about Hanamichi's secret relationship with a slave.
The word 'naked' excited Maki. He had always dreamt of touching Kenji anywhere but he restrained himself for it would surely hurt Kenji. The King would never love him and it was a fact he lived with. However, after Hanamichi's love affair with a slave has been exposed, Maki felt more than betrayed.
He had been so generous, so understanding since his reign and this is what he received. There's no way of taking Kenji mildly. He would do as he pleased the way his father did. He would claim Kenji in his hands and make him obey in his order.
Kenji put on a robe temporarily so he could attend to Maki's insisting knock. "What?" He frowned when he had opened the door.
Maki stepped inside and locked his lips with Kenji. The King instantly retaliated. Maki never urged him so much like that.
"You're mine." Maki uttered. His gritting white teeth similar to a hungry wolf.
The Emperor's fingers were digging on Kenji's arms. "You're hurting me."
Maki plunged his lips on Kenji's very soft and very white neck. He bit at the skin, licked it and nibbled it. "Maki! Stop it!"
"No one can stop me now, my sweet." Maki whispered. He peeled off the robe that was covering his husband's body and his dancing hands travelled across the hard but smooth chest and the tightly muscled abdomen.
Kenji was struggling with all might. Maki's hands were going everywhere in his body. A finger inserted in his belly button punching and tickling it. Eager hands clasped his big buttocks and squeezed it tight like a loaf of bread.
"Ah!" Kenji kicked his husband on the stomach and Maki reacted angrily. He seized Kenji's auburn hair and pulled it to maneuver his head, then he pushed him against the soft bed. The canopy shook from the hard impact.
"What are you doing?" The King asked with loathe and disgust.
The Emperor slid a knee inside Kenji's soft thighs, then clipped his chin. "You're shocked? I've been so good to you but you ignored me. If my kindness can't have you in my arms, then my rudeness will." He briskly slapped his beautiful face.
"Maki! Don't, please!" Kenji pleaded but Maki was having his fun abusing him sexually. He pressed his whole weight on him and tasted his long swan-like neck.
The Emperor wanted very much to enjoy his ministrations. He never bedded anyone since he was married to Kenji and he missed it so much. Half of his life was taken from him. He wanted so badly to penetrate him and hold his entirety.
Hindered by Kenji's wriggling, Maki lose patience. He jumped away from the bed and exited the room. Kenji found the right time to escape him. He would leave the palace tonight with Toru, even if they will be killed, as long as they spent their last days together, it's all worth the physical pain.
Kenji was about to dress himself when Maki returned with a whip in his right hand. "Where do you think you're going?" Maki was very furious. He threw Kenji back on the bed and whipped him once with a hard blow. Kenji's long flawless and rosy legs were marked with a bleeding diagonal wound.
"Let me go." The King said while fighting his tears to flow, but it only enraged Maki more. The Emperor whipped him again, causing more wounds in the milky-white legs.
"Beg me to touch you and I'll stop whipping." Maki told him, but Kenji was strong and true.
"Over my dead body." Another whip struck him, but now his wrists were also wounded.
The King didn't want to die on that moment. He still needs to see his Toru Hanagata coming back from the battle. Not now.
Kenji unwillingly opened his legs and exposed his manhood to the Emperor. Maki had never seen it before. It was a treasure to behold. It was rosy in pink and blooming with the autumn.
"Very good, my sweet." Maki smiled victoriously and swam between Kenji's separated legs. "It's easy not to be whipped. Just know how to obey the Emperor."
Maki rubbed his stiff manhood with the King's... harder and harder. The Emperor was unsatisfied. He pressed his palms against Kenji's chests and massaged his nipples.
Despite everything, Kenji remained tough in the outside. He would never cry for Maki's brutality.
Maki swirled his tongue with Kenji's tongue... tasting him with fervor. While doing this, the Emperor was also cocking his asshole in and out.
Kenji closed his eyes... forgetting that Maki was kissing him torridly and his dick was doing its job on his asshole. Toru... be careful out there. I still want to see you. I love you.
When Maki had finally reached his nirvana, he shook his penis to let his white hot liquid escape and land straight into Kenji's beautiful face.
Maki laid beside his husband after his penetration, while Kenji sobbed. His face was filled of sticky liquid. He stood from the bed to wipe his face and he felt his wounds eating him alive. TORU!!!!!
Six more mornings had passed and it was finally Hanamichi and Akira's wedding.
The park was filled of people from the royalties, nobles and commoners, except for the slaves. Everyone was in white.
Before the wedding, Kenji went to the palace garden. His long silky white cape covered all his wounds. Soft white feathers were clipped in his right chest... giving him the gorgeous look despite of being beaten by the Emperor.
Kenji stared at the huge rock near the flowing river. Toru had carved little letters on it: I love you so much Kenji. The King ran his fingers across it and a mixture of gladness and worry visited him.
"I knew I'll find you here." Someone uttere and Kenji glanced to see Toru in his metal armor and white cape all bathed and clean.
Kenji seemed to have seen a rebel. He stood from the ground and flattened his cape that covered all his body.
"You're so handsome today." Toru approached him and was about to kiss him when Kenji pushed him away.
"The Kenji you love is dead."
"What are you saying?" Toru thought his lover was playing around, but he was deadly serious.
Suddenly, Toru noticed the fresh wounds in his precious Kenji's wrists. "Where did you get this?" He held his wrists with full concern. Then, Toru thought about the spreading news that the Emperor had become very strict since the incident with the Shohoku Prince. "Is he hurting you?"
"Leave my life!" Kenji pushed him away with all might and left the garden with a swift walk. He wanted to lay eyes upon the love of his life. He needed to cut his relationship with him or Toru might experience what Hanamichi's lover had. He couldn't imagine his Toru being burnt at stake or worse than that.
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