The sun barely peaked over the land, but Magoichi Saica was awake and fully dressed. She stared down at her reflection in the spring water. Her fingers traced the outline from the miniscule scratch Mitsunari laid there as a warning. Dunking her hands in, she splashed her face readying for the day.
Up at the camp, Mitsunari stood looking down at the woman and remembering last night. He licked his lips and bored his eyes into the back of her head thinking to himself.
"My, My. I can only wonder what you are staring at, lord Mitsunari." Yoshitsugu's coy statement shook Mitsunari from his staring.
He frowned at the magistrate beside him. "Yoshitsugu. Are the men ready to head out?"
"As soon as you are, my lord."
Mitsunari looked back at Magoichi and clicked his tongue annoyed.
"I can only imagine what happened down at the spring last night. You won't stop looking at her, will you?" Yoshitsugu teased.
"Silence! Your voice is beginning to piss me off, Yoshitsugu."
Magoichi made her way back to the camp.
"We will leave now."
"Yes, my lord."
Mitsunari didn't speak to the Saica general at all. This day was used for trekking across the expanse of land over to Motochika's on land fortress.
Mitsunari halted their armies for a mid day break allowing the horses a chance to rest and drink down at a steam near by.
Magoichi gave a pep talk to her men. Mitsunari could not help but watch her speak to her eager army of soldiers. Each one called her 'sir'. She commanded her amry as she saw fit and decided they would enter Motochika's grounds first.
Everything about the Saica grated on Mitsunari's nerves. It was time to move out.
Finally, the time for rest came. They were a few hours outside of Motochika's land; it was perfect. Mitsunari ate his rice, quietly brooding over tomorrows battle with the sea fairing man.
Yoshitsugu had wondered off somewhere more than likely to sleep. He heard the sound of wood being dropped and looked over. Magoichi stood holding the tools to make a tent right next to Mitsunari's. He watched her begin hammering the steaks into the ground.
"What are you doing?" Mitsunari frowned.
"Setting up my tent." She continued with out stopping.
"Yes, I can see that, but why it is next to mine?" He said with an angry tone to his voice.
Magoichi quickly tied the material to the steaks and sighed standing up straight.
"Does it bother you?"
Mitsunari nodded. "Yes. It does."
"Well get over it. We have a war to win. I already have my tent up and I will not be moving it." She said firmly before walking away.
Growling, Mitsunari threw his rice bowl down and broke his chop sticks in half. In his anger he made quick work of undoing all of Magoichi's hard work on putting up her tent. Only the spikes were left in the ground, everything else was in complete disarray.
He smirked knowing she would have to do it all again somewhere else. With his mind at ease, he retired to his own tent after snuffing out the fire.
Magoichi returned later and made an annoyed sound seeing her tent was completely down. With hands on her hips, she looked over to the dark tent of Mitsunari Ishida. She grinned and pulled back one side to the tent carefully moving inside. It was even darker inside the small tent. She laid next to Mitsunari. She shivered feeling the cool air of the summer night even inside the tent. She was too tired to get out and grab her blanket and so grabbed the edged of Mitsunari's untucking it from his body and moving closer, but it wasn't long enough to cover her. She pulled on it and felt Mitsunari stir beside her.
"Share the blanket, you big hog!" She whispered determined to get some of the fabric.
Mitsunari jerked around to face Magoichi after realizing he wasn't the only one in his tent.
"Magoichi?" His voice came out rough with sleep already. She was able to grab the blanket and pull most of it around herself and she sighed contently resting her head on the ground.
"Tch!" Mitusnari leaned up pushing her shoulder. "Get out of here! This is my tent, not yours!" He hated being woken up and it was made more detestable by the fact that it was the Saica commander.
Magoichi yawned. "You destroyed my tent, so it's only fair."
"Fair!?" He yanked on the blanket but she resisted. "How is this 'fair?!'"
He groaned giving up and turned away. He was bare save his fundoshi. He voiced his discomfort to Magoichi, but she was quiet.
A few moments later, Mitsunari felt the warm blanket cover his cool body along with a body that was even warmer behind him. Magoichi smiled into Mitsunari's shoulder. She felt the dark king tense when she placed her arm around him. Theri bodies were presed close together, spooning comfortably.
This way there was just enough material to cover them both.
"Magoichi..!" He gritted out a warning in the form of her name. She chuckled against his ear playfully.
"I can play nice, Mitsunari." She stroked his stomach with her hand.
Mitsunari closed his eyes allowing the soft petting to go on, the arm of her yukata gently tickling his skin as well. He let out a sigh when her hand softly played with his toned chest. She bit her lip holding back a smile at the small noise he let out when she plucked at his tiny nipples.
Magoichi felt his body arch and she allowed her hand to follow it down, down to his fundoshi and rub right above the material at his hips feeling the beginnings of a trail of course hair beneath her fingers.
Mitsunari knew he was rock hard beneath his fundoshi and any more of these touches would make him turn on the woman. His hand quickly covered hers bringing it back up to rest beneath his sternum.
"Still your hands, Magoichi." He mumbled tiredly. But Magoichi had other plans for Mitsunari. She leaned over him pushing him flat on his back and laid a hot kiss upon his lips.
Surprisingly, Mitsunari kissed back. Magoichi's hand softly held his jaw as their kisses became deeper.
"Mm..you avoided me all day." Magoichi said as she moved to Mitsunari's ear biting at it.
He flinched and moved his hands to her waist to keep his control.
"Was it because of our talk last night?" Magoichi grinned down at Mitsunari, and whether he saw it or not, Magoichi did not care.
He sighed but did not answer. Magoichi's lips descended upon his again blocking oxygen to his brain. He forgot her pestering questions and made out with his ally feeling her soft skin through the fabric of her yukata. They parted and Mitsunari caught his breath. Through the haze of his mind he muttered out her name.
Magoichi rested on Mitsunari's chest feeling sleep beckon her. She held on to Mitsunari as he sighed calming himself.
"Hey, Magoichi."
He was met with silence. She was already asleep. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes feeling his body had betrayed his mind. Everything melted together as the dark curtain of sleep covered him as well.
Mitsunari woke up alone in his tent like usual. He looked for any sign of Magoichi from the night before and saw nothing. He stepped out after putting on his under armor and looked over to where Magoichi's tent was last night. All that remained were the holes in the ground.
Yoshitsugu greeted Mitsunari.
"Did you sleep well, my lord?" A smile played in his words.
"Yes. It was fine." Mitsunari rubbed his neck looking around and seeing only his men. He began putting on his armor.
"Oh? It was just 'fine' you say?" Yoshitsugu chuckled.
Mitsunari glared at him. He must have known Magoichi slept next to him last night.
"Where are the Saica?" Mitsunari snapped.
"They went on ahead. It seems Magoichi has some unfinished business with Chosokabe." Yoshitsugu floated in front of Mitsunari.
"I see. Then we should follow as well."
"Indeed, my lord."
Magoichi watched her men fight Chosokabe's army, each side duking it out til the end. She searched for Motochika, expertly avoiding all of his hallway traps. She somersaulted from under a pile of rocks heavy enough to crush a man's body. She huffed and stood looking back at the wall of rocks.
"Why hello there! Long time no see." A deep voice called out to Magoichi. She whipped around and saw Motochika smirking from up above a few flights.
Motochika dropped down shaking the whole foundation, his anchor spear on his back and hand in pocket as usual.
She smiled softly. "You haven't changed. I can tell already."
Mitsunari arrived with his army to back up the Saica. He was against the Saica invading first, but it was too late to change that now. He advanced quickly in hopes of meeting with the pirate. He jumped over traps and ran up flights of steps slicing down the enemies in his path. He looked around seeing two people talking in the middle of the large room below him. Magoichi Saica stood with her back to Chosokabe. Mitsunari watched and listened quietly.
"It's good to see you, Saiyaka." The pirate's hand rested on her shoulder.
She shrugged it off. "I don't go by that name any more."
"I think ya should... it's a right beautiful name." He grinned at her.
"Things are not like they used to be." She looked up at him with a hard expression.
He rubbed his snow white hair. "Yea..well...about that alliance..."
Mitsunari took that as his cue to jump in, literally. He jumped down from the ledge he was on to be level with the other two.
"Chosokabe. I hear you want to make an alliance with the western army." He spoke calmly keeping his eyes only on the other purple clad man.
"Aye. That I do." Chosokabe held onto the staff of his weapon.
"For what reason do I have to trust you?" Mitsunari's eyes narrowed. "There are many traitors these days."
Chosokabe frowned. "Tokugawa flags were found amongst the ashes of my men's village...to think he would do such a thing... it is unimaginable. It is not the Ieyasu I know." His expression turned to one of pain. " I cannot forgive that son of a bitch for what he did."
Mitsunari clenched his fist. "Ieyasu.. that damnable bastard. I will be the one to cut his throat. You got that?"
Chosokabe glanced at Magoichi and back to Mitsunari.
"Aye...er we good then?" Chosokabe blinked his one eye and looked at Magoichi again.
"I think we are." She spoke for Mitsunari and looked at the dark lord who quickly turned away.
Cosokabe grinned. "How about you nnd yer men stay here for the night? I promise no more traps. Haha."
"Yes. Thank you for your hospitality."
Mitsunari looked over his shoulder seeing Motochika with an arm around the Saica commander's shoulders.
"Since ya all are here..especially you, Saiyaka-"
"It's Saica!" She said interrupting the pirate. He only laughed.
"Yea, Saica... we should celebrate our little alliance here! All three of us!"
All three looked over hearing a sharp buzzing noise. The rocks blocking the entrance burst being broken to tiny bits.
Muneshige stood holding his two chainsaws.
"Prepare to surrender yourself!" He shouted out and ran inside. He saw Magoichi standing with Motochika and Mitsunari peacefully and lowered his saws.
"..I'm late, aren't I?"
Magoichi covered a snicker and Motochika let out a boisterous laugh.
The way there were so close, that muscled arm around Magoichi, it bothered Mitsunari somehow.
Motochika's men entered the room.
"Ya dogs! Get the sake ready! We're celebratin' tonight!" The men roared in approval.
Mitsunari frowned and walked out needing some fresh air.
Magoichi watched Mitsunari's back as he left.
"Saica, please come this way." Chosokabe led Magoichi over to the table now set up in the middle of the room.
"Where is that Mitsunari fellow?" Chosokabe grinned. "My men are some of the finest cooks! Fish is there specialty! Heheh."
Magoichi sighed looking at Muneshige sitting across from some of her soldiers talking about his own experiences.
"He's gone outside...he is an interesting man." She glanced out the door again.
Motochika chuckled and poured sake for both himself and Magoichi and a third one.
"Here. Give this to him an' invite him back in. It's time to relax! Right mah boys?!" They hooped in unison.
"Alright. I'll try, but I'm not promising anything with him." She grabbed two of the sake cups and headed outside.
Mitsunari sat upon the steps that descended upon their prior battlefield.
"Mitsunari." Magoichi looked down at the silver haired man and offered the drink. He took it with a grunt.
"Why did you leave?" Magoichi sat next to him on the steps and drank the sake.
"I needed a moment. Do you mind?" He growled.
"Should I leave then?" Typically she would harass Mitsunari a bit more, but he seemed serious.
Mitsunari looked away.
She got up preparing to leave. "Chosokabe asks that you come back in to join us for dinner."
She stopped walking once she felt Mitsunari's hand clasping her wrist.
"...I will join you." Mitsunari stood and held onto her hand.
Magoichi blushed lightly looking away. For once she couldn't look him in the eyes. She hadn't expected Mitsunari to reciprocate her touches in the slightest. She removed her hand from the man's.
"We should go." Mitsunari watched her walk back into the room.
He cursed himself for trying to hold onto her. He did not want to show that weakness in front of his soldiers.
Magoichi sat next to Chosokabe as the men chatted with each other and ate their fill. Mitsunari ate a little but mostly brooded over his food pushing it around lost in his thoughts. When he looked up Magoichi and the pirate were gone.
"Hmph..." Mitsunari walked around looking for a place to rest for the night.
"My lord! There you are."
"Yoshitsugu, where have you been hiding?"
The leper grinned. "I have been collecting information... Mitsunari, you look flat out exhausted." Yoshitsugu sounded genuinely concerned.
"I am tired." Mitsunari sighed rubbing his face.
"Motochika has offered us a place to sleep. These rooms down this hallway he said are all ours for the evening." Yoshitsugu pointed to the rooms.
"Where are Magoichi and that dumb pirate?" Mitsunari spoke of the pirate vehemently.
"I did see them go this way..but I never saw anyone leave." Yoshitsugu watched Mitsunari's expression grow to one of complete anger.
"Chosokabe!" Mitsunari stomped down the hall checking every room.
Mitsunari came upon the last door. His chest heaved with anger. He did not understand why, but he did not want that man alone with Magoichi.
He slid the last door open keeping his eyes open wanting to see what ever was behind the last door.
Magoichi sat with a beautifully colored bird on her shoulder. Chosokabe sat across from her holding various toys and pieces of food for the parrot to eat.
"Yep. This here is my baby!" Motochika grinned. He looked over hearing the door open.
"There ya are, Mitsunari! I was beginning to wonder if you had fallen asleep at the table!" He laughed and Magoichi petted the parrot who lightly flapped it's wings rustling her hair.
Mitsunari stared down Magoichi and the white haired sea devil. Chosokabe cleared his throat and took the bird back on his own arm.
"I guess it's gettin' late. I'll see ya two in the mornin!" He grinned at Magoichi and left.
Magoichi sighed standing up. "You don't have to be so hateful towards him."
"Tch.. I am not 'hateful'." Mitsunari denied his actions.
"Then you should at least say something instead of glaring him down. He is your ally now."
"That matters not." Mitsunari came closer.
Magoichi removed her gloves. "Chosokabe is a good man. You will see that soon enough."
He scoffed and shook his head. "A man who is a pirate is not an ideal man. I don't trust him."
Magoichi turned to Mitsunari frowning. "I can vouch for him. He definitely is trustworthy. I know him from way back. I know you will warm up to him."
He looked away folding his arms. "I don't thin I will warm up to him as much as you have." He said with an accusing tone.
Magoichi raised an eyebrow. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Mitsunari grunted turning away. "...It's nothing."
She grinned seeing right through his transparent front. "I get it. You're jealous, aren't you?"
Mitsunari's cheeks lightly tinged red in embarrassment.
"I-I never said such a thing!" He became defensive. Magoichi's hand took his own. She gently removed the spiked glove from it and traced his palm lightly. Mitsunari gulped meeting Magoichi's stare.
"That's alright. I promise I won't tell anyone." She smirked as Mitsunari yanked his hand away.
Magoichi turned away removing the sashes from around her hips folding them neatly.
"Will you be sleeping here tonight?" She didn't turn around. She felt more in control this way.
Mitsunari stared after her. "You have not destroyed my room, so I don't think I will repay that little 'favor' from last night."
Magoichi turned to Mitsunari with a small laugh walking his way.
"I could fix that right now, but I'd rather you stay because you want to, not out of necessity." Her hands grabbed the white knot at his waist untying it. Mitsunari stared hard at Magoichi. This woman desired his company.
Laughs and hearty shouts could be heard from outside the room. The men were still enjoying themselves with wine and sake.
"No one will notice if you do, Mitsunari. They are all too merry down there." Magoichi leaned in giving Mitsunari the slightest of kiss to which Mitsunari parted his lips.
"Take all of your armor off. It really gets in the way." Magoichi winked at the dark king before walking away.
Anxiously, Mitsunari took the hard plates from his body and looked down at himself. Compared to Motochika, he was a scrawny beanstalk that wielded a sharp feather. He wondered how Motochika was not here in his place. He looked up seeing Magoichi removing her top. She undid the laces in the back, her orange hair and exposed back facing Mitsunari. He gulped watching her slide a yukata on, the same one from last night, he supposed. Her tan pants were soon gone as well. She turned around and Mitsunari removed his under armor left only in his fudoshi again.
Magoichi blew out a couple of lit candles leaving only two lit. The room became much darker.
Mitsunari watched her lay out the mats and sheets and knelt down across from her. She finished and looked up at him. He seemed to be waiting for her to lie down first so she pulled back the sheets sliding her legs in and patted his side encouragingly.
"Come."
Mitsunari sat next to her unwilling to be submissive and lie down first.
"Lay down, Magoichi." He said in snippy voice. Mitsunari was pleasantly surprised to see her lay down without further question. He leaned over her trapping her between his arms and bent down kissing her soft lips. She grabbed on to Mitsunari's back enjoying his timid kisses. Magoichi grinned to herself; He was a dominating monster on the battlefield, but here he seemed so unsure.
"Don't be afraid, Mitsunari." She looked up into Mitsunari's eyes. His brow knitted.
"I am not afraid, woman."
"Then why do you hesitate?" Magoichi parted her legs around Mitsunari. He shuddered against her.
"I...do not wish to harm you." He gave an unsure glance to Magoichi.
"I trust that you will not." Magoichi gave him a serious look. She grabbed the back of his neck coaxing him down for another kiss.
With Magoichi's encouragement, Mitsunari opened her yukata. He pushed the shoulders off and followed the seam down cupping one of her full breasts. He looked up hearing her mewl softly. Her legs move around him pulling him closer. He cursed under his breath. He was so very close to that warmth but alas his fundoshi was in the way.
Mitsunari kept strong eye contact with Magoichi. He moved down licking one pert nipple. He felt her hand in his hair egging him on, so he continued to touch and tease and rub her breasts. He couldn't help but let out his own groan amongst her soft noises. Her hips rolled against his creating powerful tremors that flowed from her hips to his own.
"Mitsunari..." She called his name and he offered her a hot kiss. Slim pale hands searched the Saica commander's body. One dipped down where their bodies rocked together teasingly. Mitsunari parted the kiss sliding one finger inside Magoichi.
She gasped against his lips. He bit her bottom lip feeling her hot velvety insides stir around his single digit. He wiggled it around and enjoyed watching Magoichi melt beneath him. She arched against the finger pressing her chest flush against Mitsunari's, her hot breath bringing goose pimples to his flesh. He shuddered and caught her lips once more relishing in the fact that he was the one causing her pleasure with just a simple finger.
Soon he withdrew it feeling just how wet she was. He rubbed her softly and heard her breath hitch. He smirked down at her.
"I won't be stopping, Magoichi." He tossed aside his fundoshi allowing her to see his proud erection.
"Neither will I." Magoichi sat up. Mitsunari frowned.
"What are you doing? Lie back down!" He needed to fill her.
"Be patient, Mitsunari." She leaned down taking hold of Mitsunari's shaft stroking it from base to tip.
"Shit..." Mitsunari had not expected her to touch him so easily. He stayed on his knees and watched her tongue slide over the tip. He let out a small noise and felt himself swell eagerly.
His cheeks flushed with arousal as he watched her tongue slide over his cock. She grabbed the base and her eyes met Mitsunari's as she took him inside her mouth.
"Magoichiiii..."A hiss met her ears. Mitsunari rubbed her head and bucked his hips wanting more of her delicious heat.
The red head pulled away smirking triumphantly. Mitsunari fell on his backside and Magoichi followed sitting in his lap.
"I cant let you have all the fun, Mitsunari."
He gasped feeling her grab tight around the base of his shaft and moaned as she finally allowed him to breach her.
She arched down feeling him slide all the way inside. He growled holding onto her. He didn't know if he could last long with the way her insides trembled around his member.
She held his head meeting his lustful gaze with her own.
"Are you about to cum already?" She smirked.
Mitsunari glared at her. Even this had to be a challenge. She rolled her hips down on his throbbing manhood.
"I..I won't cum first." Mitsunari groaned and thrust up inside her. Their bodies rocked together in fluid motions.
"I'll make you cum, Mitsunari." She promised in a breathy voice. She pressed his face into her breasts. He moaned against her and adored her body with licks and kisses as they drove their bodies together.
"Mitsunari.." She arched down on him and a tremor of spasms ran down around Mitsunari's member.
He clenched his eyes tight trying to hold back. It had been so long since he coupled with someone. It was too good to not let himself indulge and he came inside her letting out a strangled groan.
Panting, Magoichi smiled. She tilted Mitsunari's chin up.
"How cute..."
He pulled his face away. "It is not 'cute'." He looked away. She leaned in licking his ear and he shuddered.
"I hope you know you're not finished yet."
His breath hitched feeling his insides clamp around his softening flesh inside.
"Ma-goichi.." He stuttered closing his eyes. She pulled off from Mitsunari and laid back against the mat.
"Come here, lover boy." She crooked her finger.
Mitsunari panted. He watched her foot poke at his shaft and gently message it. He bit his lip; he was starting to get hard again. Angrily, he pushed her foot aside and crawled over her grabbing her hips.
"Ah!" She let out a surprised gasp being pulled further down on the mat. She let out a small laugh and looked up at Mitsunari. His eyes searched hers, but for what she wasn't sure.
Their lips crossed again this time with more passion. Mitsunari's dominating touches forced Magoichi to sumbit.
"M-Mitsunari!" She gasped as he entered her with a groan.
The silver haired lord moved with quick thrusts inside of Magoichi Saica. She cried out with each long stroke. Mitsunari gritted his teeth looking down into her face. She kept her eyes closed and called out for Mitsunari.
He drove himself faster into Magoichi. He groaned and kissed her cheek feeling her keen down to meet him with each thrust.
Suddenly, her body shuddered, her fingernails digging into Mitsunari's flesh as her orgasm rocked her hard.
"Damn it...Magoichi!" Mitsunari thrust deliberately into the red head under him.
She shook moaning out in pleasure.
"Mitsunari!" Her muscles forced every last drop of cum from her silver haired lover. He moaned open mouthed at the amazing feeling.
Mitsunari was pulled down into a hot kiss. He caressed Magoichi's sides as they made out. Magoichi pulled back first with a smile on her face.
"Mitsunari...you're a stallion! Who would have guessed." Her hand touched Mitsunari's face and he covered it with his own looking down at her.
He had wanted to claim this woman for himself since he first laid eyes on her. He could not deny that each quarrel they had only made him want her more.
Magoichi noticed Mitsunari's long stare.
"What is it?" Her hands lightly touched Mitsunari's chest. He laid down next to her looking up at the ceiling.
"Nothing." He sighed.
Magoichi looked at him seeing his brow furrowed as usual.
He was slightly startled when Magoichi cuddled up next to him.
He frowned, but he enjoyed her soft body against his none the less. He even embraced her hearing her soft even breathing as she slept. He gulped looking back at the ceiling and closed his eyes being lulled to sleep by the party still going on outside.
Omg. I write yaoi's too much. Idk how much I like this hetero business. lmao