Love's Embrace
Chapter 2: The Past Remembered
2500 Years Ago
Author's Note: This chapter has been slightly revised, and has been fixed grammatically... Well... mostly... Lol. If you see any errors please le tme know. Thank you and I hope you enjoy!
"You sure we should stop in a place like this?" A raven haired man said looking up at his fox companion. "I've sensed quite a few other kitsunes in the nearby. From what I've gotten in intel of the area, they're looking to have your head. There's a rumor going around that you killed the leader of the kitsune clan here."
"Kuronue, as much as I hate to admit, you know well I'm not the one who killed him. But if there are those who wish to have my head, they will be sorely disappointed. I have Sentinel plants that will patrol the area where we make camp, and even if they get past the plants, they won't last against either of us. Anyone who comes near the camp will not survive. Go hunt, and I will do the same. We will meet back here before sundown." Yoko said as he waved to his friend.
Kuronue sighed and shook his head. "I wonder who did kill the bastard." He muttered as he went on.
Yoko stalked silently through the forest. He scented the air and found the scent of a deer along with the scent of several kitsunes. He stopped as another scent hit him. Groaning, he raked his hand through his silver hair. "There's a Vixen in heat." He thought uncontrollably. He shuddered as his animalistic instinct ran through him to find the Vixen and sate her heat, as well as his own.
He shook his head to rid him of the scent and sensations, but neither would leave him. "I don't have time for this, and they only bring more trouble."
Yoko focused on the scent of the deer, trying to block out the kitsunes and especially the Vixen. He followed the deer's scent, but stopped once more as he heard rustling in front of him. Scenting the air once more he knew the Vixen was closer, and again he shuddered as the instinct called harder to him.
Just as he turned to leave the area, a woman barreled through the bushes and into him. He grabbed her so they wouldn't both fall, as she had knocked him off balance. She was gasping and had the look of a terrified rabbit. She looked up at him, her eyes as golden as his. She gasped and pushed away from him. She looked behind her and then to him.
Yoko did nothing as he watched her, forcing his body to stillness as it raged for him take the Vixen. "Did she? No..." He scented the air and wading through her heated scent, found that the scents of four male foxes had become stronger. He looked at her dispassionately.
Her eyes widened at his glare and she darted to the left, running as fast as her legs could carry her.
Yoko raised an eyebrow and slipped into the shadows, concealing his scent before the four male kitsunes passed him. They were so focused on following the Vixen, that they hadn't noticed his linger scent. It seemed the Vixen could not conceal her scent, for she was in heat.
Yoko sighed as he turned to try and scent the deer once more. This was none of his concern.
Her face flashed through his mind, and a feeling he couldn't pin washed through him.
As a Spirit Fox, before taking physical form, he had seen often how Vixens were treated. Bound and beaten by the Foxes and then used for their pleasure. This cycle had continued for so long that the Vixens had come to hate the Foxes and kill any that came near them. The Vixen he had seen would be no different, though he had sensed she had no power left to fight the four chasing her. The four would take her, rape her, and then probably kill or enslave her.
Her face flashed before him again. Her eyes, the same gold as his own but with more fire, terrified but determined.
Yoko gave an aggravated growl as he turned toward where the Vixen had run off to and raced after her. "I'm going to regret this." He mentally cursed himself.
He could hear the Foxes ahead of him laughing. "So they have her. Not for long though." He slowed his pace and stalked in close behind the four males, keeping his scent concealed. He could see ahead of them that the Vixen was on the ground, hissing and flinging her clawed hands out to keep them away. A vine was wrapped around one of her ankles, the thorns tearing into her delicate flesh and preventing her from running any further.
Yoko pulled a rose from his hair. "At least she has fire to still fight, though she knows she can't win." He smirked coldly. Standing he snapped the rose whip into life and into the four males in front of him.
They cried out and then fell to pieces.
Yoko walked out of the brush and towards the Vixen. She hissed and flung her claws out at him, marking his chest with four bloody marks.
"That's no way to treat your rescuer." He said coldly.
He looked to her ankle but found the whip was already gone. "So she was able to get out of it, but she still won't be able to run." Her heated scent came to him again, and again he had to fight down the instinct to take her. But it was a battle he was steadily losing. The longer he stayed near her, the less he would be able to resist.
"Rescuer?" She laughed harshly, cynically. "You're no different. You killed them so you wouldn't have any competition. I know your type, Fox." She spat, glaring at him.
"If looks could kill." He smirked, amused at her spirit.
"You're stronger than those four combined. I think I'd have rather taken my chances with them. I would've at least been able to kill one or two of them." She said as she tried to move away from him.
"No you couldn't have. You don't have enough energy left." Yoko ran his hand down his rose whip, thorns falling off the whip wherever he touched. He then snapped the whip, binding the Vixen so she couldn't move further. She let out a scream of rage and tried to fight the vines harmlessly binding her, but to avail.
"Come now, Vixen. The more you struggle, the more you're going to hurt." He said coldly.
"I will fight you until I breathe my last." She ground out.
Yoko sighed as he knelt before her and took her ankle into his hand. He held her leg firmly, but gently so as not to hurt her ankle more. He took his other hand and closed his eyes, concentrating until it glowed. Gently he placed his hand onto her ankle. Immediately her broken flesh mended. He opened his eyes and looked at the Vixen. She had ceased her struggles, but looked at him suspiciously.
"Why?" She asked.
"Because unlike them, I don't need to force a woman, or anyone for that matter, to lay with me." He laughed. "If you wish to run, then run Vixen. I will not follow, but others might. There are more Foxes in the area that will gladly try to take you."
She seemed to stop and consider this. She knew he was right, but... "If I don't run..." She asked quietly.
"Then I will sate your heat." Yoko said as lust filled his eyes. Her heat had caused his own to rise, and now with the instinct riding him, he was more than willing to lay with her. It was rumored that there was no better coupling than that of a Fox and Vixen, and he was willing to test that theory out.
"You won't hurt me?" She asked, curiosity, suspicion, and disbelief plain in her voice.
"No." He stated plainly.
The Vixen continued to eye him suspiciously. Yoko sighed and stood.
"Wait." He looked at her.
"My name is Yanagi." Yoko smirked and held his out to her. She took it and he pulled her to her feet, wrapping his arms around her once she was standing.
"Just call me Lover." He said huskily, kissing her breathless.
I know the last line sucks, but there is a reason for it. Yoko is over 500 years old at this point and has made quite a name for himself. Yanagi has JUST submitted, and he thinks if she knows who he actually is, he'll have a fight on his hands. Which is why the last line is there, sucks but oh well.
Finishing Comments: Thank you very much for reading.
I know the last line sucks, but there is a reason for it. Yoko is over 500 years old at this point and has made quite a name for himself. Yanagi has JUST submitted, and he thinks if she knows who he actually is, he'll have a fight on his hands. Which is why the last line is there, sucks but oh well.
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