Chapter 4 – The tragic tale of Akechi Mitsuhide
*1 Month Later* time skip brought to you by a blushing Yukimura
A month has flown by since Nobunaga had decided that Mitsuhide must train Imaan, so that she can hone her ayakashi skills as a Yuki-onna. But love starts to bloom between Imaan and Mitsuhide. How you, ask? Let's rewind.
*1 Month ago*
Mitsuhide dragged a confused Imaan to the room they were sharing, throwing her roughly to the ground as she climbs onto of her.
"Please… Stop…" Imaan pleads weakly as she struggles beneath Mitsuhide.
"I cannot resist you" Mitsuhide purrs with a smirk as he slams his lips onto Imaan's, forcing his hot and throbbing tongue into her soft and warm mouth. Imaan moans in the kiss as Mitsuhide feels up her covered body, causing Imaan to arch into him. Just as Mitsuhide was about to reach for Imaan's clothes, the knocking on the door made Mitsuhide pull away as he angrily pulls away from Imaan, as Imaan quickly sits up and fixes her clothes. Mitsuhide roughly opens the door to reveal a visibly shaken retainer.
"Lord Nobunaga… has…ordered to start lady Imaan's training now, milord" the retainer answers nervously as Mitsuhide turns his gaze to Imaan.
"It shall begin" Mitsuhide replies as he slams the door shut. Mitsuhide turns to face Imaan again as he kneels in front of her. "Lord Nobunaga has ordered for your training to start today" Mitsuhide relays the message from the retainer as he gently places a hand to her cheek, which startles Imaan greatly
"Today?!" Imaan replies with shock lacing her voice as Mitsuhide nods.
"Yes, today. Get ready and meet me in the garden" with that Mitsuhide leaves the room as Imaan remains seated where Mitsuhide had left. Imaan gently touches the cheek where Mitsuhide had placed his hand.
"What was that for?!" Imaan asks but no one replied but decides she should meet Mitsuhide in the garden to start her training. Imaan quickly fixes herself as she leaves the room, making her way to the garden, her thoughts still directed at Mitsuhide.
*In the garden*
Imaan walked into the garden only to see Mitsuhide has his back turned to Imaan. Imaan gazes at his silver-ish white hair. She could never could get enough by looking at it. She wishes to run her fingers through his white manes. To run her hands down tall and skinny body yet strong and muscular. Imaan quickly gains control of her thoughts as she mentally slaps herself. Her heart beating strangely against her chest. Imaan places a hand to her chest to ease her turbulent heart.
'What is this strange feeling?' Imaan thinks to herself but doesn't find the answer she was looking for. Imaan slowly walks towards Mitsuhide as she gently places a hand to his back. Mitsuhide quickly whips his head to Imaan and smirks.
"Ready, my dear?"
"Ready" Imaan nods and that is when their training began and their distances shortened.
*Present Time*
Imaan summons a blizzard as she freezes the entire garden, covering the entire garden in a blanket of white snow. Her silver dances around her as the icy air swirls around her. Imaan flicks her pale hand as the blizzard comes to a stop. Mitsuhide applauds as Imaan turns and smiles at her husband as she reverts back to her normal self. Mitsuhide makes his way to Imaan as he wraps his arms around Imaan's shoulder, placing a soft kiss to her cheek. Imaan blushes and smiles at Mitsuhide.
"Excellent work, my dear" Mitsuhide smiles back as he gazes at Imaan. "How do you want me to reward you?" Imaan ponders on Mitsuhide's question as a light bulb goes off in her head.
"Tell me about your past" Imaan answers happily as the news comes as a shock but quickly composes himself.
"Of course " Mitsuhide smiles as he takes Imaan's hand gently and leads her to their room.
*The bedroom* Mitsuhide's POV
After me and Imaan had entered our shared bedroom, I sit myself down and gesture Imaan to sit on my laps as she smiles brightly and obliges. The past month was the best month in my entire life. Her very presence is my source of light. I run my hand down her neck and to her shoulders as Imaan moans delectably as she arches her back. I felt a shiver of pleasure run down my spine but decided I should tell her about my past. I wonder what she would think of me. Would she hate me? Pity me? I don't know but I decided to gamble. I gently take Imaan's small and soft hands into mine as I tell the tragic tale of Akechi Mitsuhide.
"I was born in Tara castle in the Mino province. I lived a fairly decent life in Mino until I awoken as a Shinigami."
"So you're a Shinigami?! That's amazing!" Imaan exclaims happily which shocks me but I find myself smiling.
"Is that so? Well, I'm happy. Should I continue?" I ask my wife as she nods with enthusiasm.
"The word got out that the Akechi clan had a Shinigami harbouring in the midst, and my family was hunted down by the daimyo's son Saito Yoshitatsu. My entire family was slaughtered… but I survived" I continued as I can still remember how my mother was cut down in front of me. My childhood house burned to the ground. All I remember was the deathly aura swirling around as every living thing dropped dead. Imaan squeezed my hand to comfort me as I squeezed her hand back.
"How old were you?"
"10" I answered as I continued. "I wondered aimlessly with no place to call home, no one to call family. Many days I wouldn't sleep as I saw my mother being cut down each time I close my eyes. I lived in hell. Many people started to pursue me for my powers or tried to kill me… until Lord Nobunaga offered what no one else had dared. A home, a family, a life. A purpose" Imaan shifts in my laps as she faces me as tears streamed down her. My eyes widen at the beautiful sight of her clear tears. "Imaan?" Imaan throws her arms around me as she pulls me into a hug. I hesitantly wrap my arms around her. Why? Why would she waste those beautiful tears for a monster like me? Could dare to believe that she feels the same way for me as I do for her?
"I want to protect you, Mitsuhide" Imaan pulls away from the hug and gazes into my eyes. I feel that her innocent eyes can see through my soul. "I want to be your light and your reason" with I slam my lips onto Imaan's as I run my tongue along her lower lip. Imaan happily opens her mouth and I take the chance to push my tongue into her warm mouth, causing her moan sweetly against my mouth as I grab the back of her head and change the angle to deepen the kiss. As I start to lose control, I push Imaan down on the floor as my hand reaches her obi sash as I pull to untie it, revealing her glorious body. My lips travel down her slender neck and to her chest. I drop a few light kisses before taking the pink bud into my mouth as I suck and pull at the buds as my other hand pulls and rolls at her tips. Imaan arches her back, pushing her chest more and more to my face as her soft and small hands tangle themselves into my hair. I moan into Imaan's chest as I enjoy the feeling of my wife's hands in my hair.
"Mhmm… Mitsuhide…" Imaan moans as my lips travel further down her body as I inch closer to her womanhood. I bury my face in between her legs, dropping a few kisses before sucking at her clit. I hear Imaan gasp loudly as she pulls on my hair even harder. "Don't…. ah… tease me… Mitsuhide…" I pull away from her womanhood and place a deep and passionate kiss to her already swollen lip and strip off my clothes as I lower my body onto Imaan's as I feel a smirk gracing my lips.
"You're going to have to beg, my dear" as I rub my hard shaft up and down her wet and ripping womanhood. I see Imaan shiver with pleasure and delight as she gazes at with tear glazed eyes, biting her lower lip. Damn it's such a turn on.
"Please… Mitsuhide… put it…me…" with that I push my member into her as I don't even wait for hr to adjust, thrusting and pumping into her. Hard and fast.
"Imaan… argh… your…so… ahh…tight!" I groan as I feel I could find my release any time soon but want to keep on going.
"Mitsuhide… I'm… about to…. Ah… come" Imaan moans under me as I pick the pace and now I'm banging against her in an inhuman speed.
"Scream my name, Imaan! Scream when you break in my arms." I demand and Imaan complies with my wish.
"MITSUHIDE!" Imaan comes while screaming my name as she breaks into my arms . I thrust a few strong thrusts and follow after Imaan as I pump my seed into her womb. I stay for a while as I pull out and drop down beside my beloved wife. I wrap my arms around Imaan's waist as I pull her towards me and place a gentle kiss on her forehead. Imaan looks up to me as she smile gently and kisses my cheek as she drifts off to sleep. I smile contently as sleep soon takes me over. Maybe I have fallen in love with her.
