Prologue: Tourniquet
Warning: Has some suggestive themes and the excessive use of Blood, fire, flame...and anything referring to "heat."
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Blood matted thick, auburn hair. Bankotsu's nails clawed into the scalp as blood and gore drizzled from the torn pieces of skin that had been so harshly ripped from vertebre and viscera. The jaw had been snapped, it hung low, dripping with crimson foam as scarlet eyes rolled back into the skull.
Ryosuke was dead.
And Bankotsu...driven to the brink of his sanity. The world as he knew it deterioating before his very eyes.
You were the first dragon
My beloved
I've been watching you
From atop the fairy stump
The musical lilt of her voice, the gentle sound of her words speaking in low, soft harmony. It soothed him, calmed him, comforted him.Chained him ever so sweetly.
That Miko. I felt the vibrations of my blood pulsing through my veins. The ash from the fire tasted bitterly on my lips. Bile rising like a gyser in the back of my throat. It sickened me.
I loved every moment of it. The rush of adrenaline, a heated rush that spread over my skin. My Destiny was clear to me now, there was no turning back. I walk through this fire alone.
How beautifully did the water touch those lips
How you shone at the spearhead of battle
The miko's lullaby.
La la la la la la la la la...
Because you flew away
The sky is unseen to me
Let's just sell this spinning-wheel
So everything will be illusion
My beloved
You were the first dragon
Kimiko P.O.V
'You were the first, you were my only.' I'd seen that veiled lust in his sapphire eyes many a time before. Each time, I spurned it. I was a miko. Such emotions were forbidden. Yet, I wanted it just as badly.
I smelled his heat, the delicious scent that fanned out into the flames and I wanted him more.
"Kimiko..." his voice was dangerously soft. Ryosuke's severed head slid into the flames, fueling the fire and flaring out into his desire.
he knew the moment her frustrations and temptations coalesced into something hot. She stopped breathing, his chill breath exploded over her slender neck and chest,cooling the hot sweat that beaded over her skin.
She felt the heat of the fire through her light silk kimono; It burnt her.
"Ah," she exhaled, trying desperatly to shroud the longing in her voice. It only excited him.
Her voice, so beautiful, he needed to hear it. " Say it."
"Say what?"
Bankotsu parted her lavender kimono, her palms went flat against his chest, sliding her legs slowly around his waist to his back. I must be going insane! The god-damn building is on fire! I'll DIE!
Bankotsu rocked his hips in a circle, her thighs cushioned his waist. He was hard as a rock.
"My name. Say Bankotsu" he breathed out his name in a rush.
Her chest tightened. Then he rolled his stomach against hers, his six pack felt so tight against her soft stomach. The pressure of his body against her in the flames of the Yashiki was almost too much.
I should've screamed, but who would've heard me. Everyone was either dead or long gone. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, engulfed in the flames of my own turmoil. I was sure I was gonna die, I was sure I wasn't going to give into him.
"Bankotsu" She sighed out in a passionate moan. So sensual, so tantilizing. It captivated him even more. What the hell did I just do? I cupped my hand over my mouth. Oh gods, save me.
My savior never came.
"Louder..." he growled low in his throat before leaning in to kiss her.
His thick tongue moved smoothly across her lips, nipping at them as if he could not get enough of her taste, letting his tongue slide langorously between them, parting them easily.
"Bankotsu!" She moaned into the kiss. traces of smoldering ash and ember fell like rain all around them.
The yashiki would collapse at any given moment, taking them along with it.
Only that didn't seem to matter much anymore. At that point, nothing did. I was frozen in time with this man.
Breath and heartbeat were evanescent and all that remained in this existance were his eyes. Those eyes that gleamed with illicit desires and muderous intent. Those same eyes that were save of any humanity. Eyes of one that has fallen farthest from grace.
Those were eyes like mine.
She moaned, feeling his strong hand cup her breast, and gently, slowly circled the nipple with his thumb.
Their lips parted,"Ai..." he whispered against her cheek, licking her earlobe as he spoke in that hot, seductive voice, saying anything to leave her breathless.
The fire was too much. I found myself struggling to stay conscious.
"why me?" her voice trembled She was terrified.
"Shhh." He kissed her cheek,"Listen..."
Bankotsu bit his lip," I want to fuck you." he murmured teasingly," Thrusting into you long and hard until you bed me to stop."
I hung on his every word. My skin warmed with every sound of his voice. I wanted him to. Never in my life had I wanted a man so badly. But I was scared.
"Bankotsu, we'll die."
"Then let us." he chuckled.
Was he being serious! Was he that far gone!
"I can't. My family, my brothers and sisters--"
Disapointent loosened his grip on her,"Oh. You have someone waiting for you, don't you?" Damn, that was lie," I have no one."
"I'm sorry Bankotsu but I--"
Bankotsu slid his fingers between hers. Blood mingling sweat rolling down the lm of his hands as he held hers. "Don't leave me." was all he said.
I watched vaguely; he nuzzledy neck, burying his head in dark locks of my hair. Holding onto me in a way that, if he were to let go, I'd float away. The sadness that resonated in his voice, I felt it writhing in his soul, spreading over me like a wave, this agonizing pain.
It was enough to make me cry. Tears stung my eyes as they trickled down thes of my face.
He was just as I was. Alone, mistreated and broken.
" I won't leave you." Was it possible I loved him, even then?" You're...just like me."
Damn.
My first. My only. The one who has fallen farthest from grace...
"Kimiko?"
You're just like me.