Riza walked slowly around the room. Her fingers grazing the weapons on the wall. Just as she brought down a katana she turned to face Bankotsu as he took down a katana as well.
At the same they both raised their swords, the blades barely touching.
Suddenly she swung. He blocked her with his sword and pushed her back before slicing the air where her head was a second ago. She spun back and swung again. He jumped back and narrowly missed her blade.
She swung again and out of instinct he lifted his hand to block and she sliced open his palm.
"That's sharp." He smirked as he lifted his bloody hand to inspect.
Riza strode to him. Her hips swaying seductively. She touched his arm ever so lightly and brought his hand to her mouth. With the very tip of her tongue she traced over the cut, never breaking eye contact.
"Riza.." he groaned.
She pushed him back and swung again. Bankotsu had had enough of playing cat and mouse.
He swung with sword right and left and hit the sword from her hand so hand it landed a few feet away from her. He lifted her head with his sword, the sharp blade barely touching the skin of her throat.
They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Her lips parted and she breathed out the words he had been waiting to hear.
"Fuck me."
That was all he needed. Within the second he threw his sword carelessly to the side and lifted her up, slamming her against the wall.
Instantly his mouth was over hers, welding together in an erotic dance of dominance. Her legs wrapped around his waist, one hand gripping her bottom and the other attempting to free himself from the restraints of his pants.
His body sprang from his hakamas, throbbing with need to be sheathed inside her.
She pushed herself off the wall, wrapping herself tighter around him. He stepped back and laid her down, never breaking their intense kiss.
He broke off from her addictive lips and lifted himself to his knees and stared at her as she lay under him, her face flustered and her breath coming out in short gasps.
She pulled at the obi around her waist slowly. Teasing him.
She threw the sash to the side, not a care in the world. He ran his finger down her chest, down the valley between her breasts and stopping at her belly button. Her skin was silky soft and warm, he had to have a taste.
He slipped his fingers under the hoari, feeling her bare skin, and pushed the kimono away from her body.
"You're beautiful.." He mumbled softly.
Her bright blue eyes cloudy with need, her full lips, swollen and pink, her hair spawled all around her.
She cupped her breasts, massaging slowly.
"Don't be scared to touch me." She teased.
He smirked and cupped her mound. His fingers teasing the soft fabric of her underwear.
"I'll do more than touch." He growled.
His gaze landed on her breasts. His mouth watered as he stared at them. Creamy white swells with soft blue veins traveling downwards. He cupped the heavy weight in his hand. She fit so perfectly in his hand with some spillage. He dragged the pad of his thumb over her soft pink peak.
Riza gasped. Her body tense, her hands clutching his haori as tight as she could.
He leaned down and with the very tip of his tongue he traced her sensitive nipples. Riza moaned loudly and arched into him.
His long ebony braid brushed her sensitive skin, sending little goosebumps all over her body.
She tugged at the small band that kept his braid together and let his hair loose.
She ran her fingers through, twisting his glossy long hair around her fist.
He sucked on her breasts, leaving her tender nipples dark pink and erect. He kissed his way up her chest, taking his time to find a special spot on her neck that made her purr.
He kissed her deeply before dragging himself down her slender body. His lips left a trail of blazing fire down her torso. Her toes curled with excitement.
Their heavy breaths echoed around the room, the heat of their bodies rubbing against each other left the room feeling sticky and hot.
His tongue dipped into her navel, slowly making its way to trace her hip bones. He nipped at her skin and the thin white fabric that covered her core. She was so hot, so wet that the fabric was damp and clung to her like second skin.
He rubbed his thumb down the center from her clit to her end. He licked his suddenly dry lips as he watched her feminine lips quiver and clench.
He tore her underwear right off and pushed her thighs apart.
She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
Her silky blonde curls were kept in a near perfect triangle, and behind those beautifully glistening curls was his ultimate treasure. The soft pink flesh of her entrance.
He rested her legs on his shoulder and dipped his head down. He dragged his tongue up her slit. She cried out, her back arching and her legs tightening their hold of his head.
He looked up at her, her hypnotic blue eyes staring at him with such intense need. Her face and body flushed with hunger. He smiled softly and dipped down to feast upon her flesh.
There was not an inch of her entrance that was not touched by his wicked tongue. Riza had laid with men, she's been giving such pleasure from men as well yet nothing could come close to the pleasure that Bankotsu solely gave to her.
He wound her up so tightly she felt that with one more lick she would shatter into a million pieces.
And just as she thought, with one final drag she fell apart. He spread her lips and kissed her sensitive button.
He climbed back up her body and kissed her aggressively. She pushed him down to his back and climb on him, her legs on either side of his hips.
It was then that she realized she was completely naked and he was nearly fully dressed except for his armor.
She pulled roughly at his haori, uncaring at how rough and aggressive she was being. She didn't care in the least. The only thing that mattered to her was feeling his skin against hers and his lips on hers.
She threw his hoari to the side and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her soft breasts pressed against his hot skin.
Between them stood him manhood. Bankotsu made no attempt to hide the fact that he was fully aroused. He wanted her more than he wanted air. He felt a primal need to merge his body with hers and keep her as his and only his.
He held her hips and lifted her up, she gripped his shoulders as he positioned her above him. Riza looked down and held her breath.
She had never noticed how large, thick and long he was.
How would he even fit inside her? How did he fit into her mouth? She thought, blushing at the memory of when she went down on him.
His head pushed into her, stretching her muscles. Bankotsu tightened his grip on her. She was impossibly tight. Slowly he lowered her down, like a sheath to a sword.
She gasped and shut her eyes tightly at the invasion. He filled her up completely. Her body wrapped so tightly around him, she bit her lip to keep from crying out with pain/pleasure as she adjusted to his size.
Then she moved. Her hips moved pushing him out then sliding back down. Her breasts bounced as she rode him. His grip was bruising tight on her bottom, his mouth sucking on the skin between her breasts, leaving a love bite.
He nibbles and sucked on her neck, a faint trail on his bites traveled from under her ear to the valley between her breasts.
He groaned and cursed. The pleasure was nearly overwhelming for both of them. He threw his head back and leaned back on his arms, losing himself in the feel of her. She was like hot velvet. Her long pale blonde hair, a wild mess around them. He gathered the silky strands in his hand and buried his nose in it, deeply inhaling her intoxicating scent.
He pushed himself up and pressed his lips against hers in another fiery kiss. He held her, locked to him, and pushed her to her back. He surged forward, pushing as deep as he could get, pulled out and surged again.
Riza kept her gaze on the beautiful man above her. His handsome face hard, focused on their lovemaking. She clawed her fingers up and down his back, feeling his steel like muscles flex as he drove into her. She began to kiss his neck, tracing the beads of precipitation with the tip of her tongue.
She inhaled his masculine scent till it filled her lungs. He smelled so good. His arms caged around her, muscular and strong. She took a good look at him and traced every scar on his arms and chest with her finger.
"Such damage.." she mumbled softly.
"I'm a battle ready man. Would be odd if I didn't have a scratch or two, huh?" He began pounding into her.
She closed her eyes tightly and cried out. He stood on his knees and lifted her hips, driving even deeper. Even harder.
He grunted and growled with each thrust. Her mewls and moans were the most erotic sounds he had ever heard. Her voice alone stirred his insides and sent additional blood to his groin.
The pressure that had been building in her abdomen was ready to erupt. Her back arched and her eyes rolled back.
"Yeah! Come for me, Riza. Just for me. Come for me." He growled against her breast.
Colors burst and her body shattered into a million pieces. Her juices exploded around him, drenching him in her nectar.
Just as her orgasm calmed down, he erupted with one final push, releasing his burning seed deep inside her. His head rested against her shoulder as they both tried to regain their breaths.
"I don't think I want out." His voice husky.
He moved his hips slowly. Her hips moved to match his rhythm. He pressed his forehead against hers, his body moving into hers with such care, making love to her as if she was the most delicate thing in the world.
This was wrong. She was supposed to be with Katsu. He would kill her, Mamo and go to war with the band of Seven.
She knew Mamo knew. They were supposed to leave hours ago but here she was with Bankotsu between her legs.
"We should go before someone comes." She said locking her fingers together behind his neck.
"I'll come in just a bit." He joked while his tempo sped up.
They walked in silence back to the tavern. Their clothes had been carelessly put on, her hair was a mess, his was braided sloppily.
Though they hadn't said a word since they had to escape the dojo where the old master caught them having sex, she enjoyed his presence. The silence wasn't awkward either. She couldn't help but notice how they had fit perfectly together. As if she was made specifically for him.
"I told you someone would come." She said, breaking the silence.
He glanced down at her. A soft smile on her lips and faint marks down her throat and chest. He smiled victoriously. Her body brushed against his, triggering the hungry need once more.
He quickly shoved her into a dark alley where he took her against the wall.
"Riza! You're late!" Mamo growled. Pure annoyance on his angelic face.
"Yeah, Yeah. Allow me to gather my things." She quickly ran out the door to the inn before Mamo could smell her. A faint blush on her cheeks as she felt a bead of Bankotsu's seed trailing down her thigh.
"So where are you two headed?" Bankotsu asked.
"We have a job to get to." He said with sass.
"We HaVe A jOb To GeT tO. Fuck you." Bankotsu mocked.
Mamo growled and pouted angrily. He didn't like being made fun of and he could tell this brute is the type to tease and mock others.
He had better be funny, it was what he hoped for. Riza hasn't shown this much of an interest in someone in the nearly two years he's known her.
She was incredibly flirtatious with Katsu, and even though she was extremely flirtatious with Bankotsu..it was different.
Riza stood in her room, staring at the man laying on her futon.
Katsu had Riza's chemise draped over his face. Inhaling her sweet scent. Such a feminine scent.
"Katsu. What are you doing here?" She asked, wary of the man in front of her.
"I thought I'd come check on you. You have a job, you know? You were supposed to be arriving last night yet here you are." He says sitting up.
"Well I don't need a babysitter so you can head back home and I'll see you when I finish with this new job." She rested her hands on her hips.
"Hm. Funny that you should say because I heard that you've been real buddy buddy with our enemies." He strode over to her, circling around and standing directly behind her.
His hands slid over her hips and pulled her back into him. His hand gripped her throat while the other arm circled her waist, holding her to him.
"I do the same with my targets. I strike when they least expect."
"You sleep with them?" He asked, kissing the back of her neck. His hands moved and cupped her breasts.
"Perhaps." Her voice came out shaky. She felt almost repulsed that another man is touching and kissing her.
"I'm the only man you will sleep with. You are mine. Understand?" He growled clamping his hand back around her throat.
His grip cut off her air supply.
She struggled to break free. She fell on the ground when he released her. She coughed trying to regain her breathing.
"I'll be babysitting you. To this new client and back home. Get your shit, we're leaving now."
Katsu waiting outside for her. Mamo was the first to spot him. His firey red hair always stood out.
Mamoru was glad that he was hidden well behind some merchants. Just as he was about to reach out and warn Riza through their mental conversation, she stepped out.
Mamo quickly made his way to her.
"And there He is. Mamoru, the little fox." Katsu teased.
Mamo pouted but remained quiet.
Katsu held his arm out, ready for Riza to take her role as his woman.
She slowly took his arm and allowed him to lead her towards a small single horse drawn carriage.
"We also need to get some supplies. Forgot to mention." He chuckled.
Riza rolled her eyes and as Katsu lifted her up onto the carriage she spots the band of Seven.
Bankotsu laughed with his comrades. They were about to leave to head to their next mission but a streak of pale blonde caught his eye.
Just as Riza spots Bankotsu, he spots her.
Another man climb into the carriage with her, followed by Mamo. He swung his arm around her as Mamo took the reigns and motioned for the horse to move.
Riza held his gaze. He lifted his chin, nodded and turned his attention back to his men. A vicious flame burned inside of him at the thought of her with another man. He didn't know who the man was but he wanted his head.
Jakotsu stared at his best friend. He was one of the few that could tell What mood Bankotsu really was in. He was always good at keeping his emotions at bay but the way he looked at Riza was...interesting.
They had disappeared for majority of the night. They came back with their clothes disleveled and their hair messy. Jakotsu was no fool. He knew that they had slept together. He was just waiting for Bankotsu to spill.
He watched Bankotsu's happy and relaxed vibe quickly switched to pure anger. He had become tense and his eyes hard. His laughter stopped immediately and his fists clenched.
Jakotsu followed his gaze and caught sight of Riza, riding away with Mamo and some red headed man.
He glanced back at his friend. Bankotsu pushed Suikotsu and Renkotsu out of his way.
"Go to our next job. I'll meet you guys on the outskirts." He said roughly before walking away.
He turned and glanced back at the direction Riza left in.
'Guess he feels more than what he says.'