A severe heat wave had begun to plague the Wind Estate, resulting in a rather distressing case of heat exhaustion within the corps members in training. Training for both lower and upper ranked corps members could not last for much longer than an hour before they began to sway on their feet, threatening to faint. In order to prevent heatstroke, they had received a gentle order from their master to take multiple breaks, which unfortunately had stunted any growth or progress for nearly forty-eight hours, and with the lack of growth came a lack of patience. Especially with the Pillars of the Estate.
"Don't drink that."
Giyuu firmly told her exhausted looking lover as he reached for the only filled cup of tea at the table; their dinner plates already placed respectively. She had no doubt he was thirsty considering the harsh weather they've been training the men in. However, he wouldn't enjoy that particular tea. She wouldn't be enjoying it either.
Narrowing his eyes at her, Sanemi kept his hand on the cup that had a swirl of steam coming off it. "Excuse me? The fuck you mean I'm not allowed to drink this? You take my drinks all the time!" His fingers wrapped around the cup stubbornly, daring her to tell him otherwise.
"I do, you're correct… however you're not going to want to drink that." Giyuu poured hot water into an empty cup in front of her, adding tea leaves to it. "You can have this one. You just need to wait for the tea to seep in."
Sanemi frowned, his eye twitching with annoyance no doubt. "So I have to fucking wait cause you won't let me have a damn sip of your tea?"
"…" Giyuu finished preparing the other cup of tea, gazing at him with an unimpressed expression. "Alright. You can have it, just smell it first."
Sanemi furrowed his brows, bringing the cup to his nose- "UGH—!" He immediately jerked his head back— jutting the cup out far from his face, which Giyuu quickly took hold of to prevent it from spilling. The smell was so repulsive it caused Sanemi to physically gag. "Wh—what the fuck?!" He slapped a hand over his mouth, not having predicted his body would react in the way that it did from a scent of tea alone.
"I tried to warn you." Giyuu replied bluntly, taking one of the seeping cups of tea and sliding it towards Sanemi.
"The fuck are you doing drinking something so disgusting?" It wasn't much of a question. Sanemi quickly brought the much more pleasant smelling tea under his nose to rid his nostrils of that lingering scent.
"Shinobu gave it to me." Giyuu replied, placing the gifted bag of tea to the side, away from the canister of their go-to tea; as if it could contaminate it.
"That explains so much and yet so little, Giyuu." Sanemi huffed as he sat down, slowly processing the mention of the Insect Pillar. "You two are on a first name basis?" He raised a thin brow, taking a sip of the currently weak tea. It was no secret that the Insect Pillar was a bit of a bully, especially to Giyuu who wouldn't react much to her taunting.
"Ah, yes. She arrived to Mitsuri's estate the day I arrived to do my training. Said she had something to give me…" Giyuu paused, the gears turning in her head as she reviewed something in her memory as she knitted her brows and turned to glare at her lover. "That reminds me, I was supposed to be mad at you when I came back that day. However, more important things came up."
"Mad—" Sanemi whipped his head towards her, annoyance building higher as he felt a vein pop in his neck. "What do you mean you forgot to be mad at me? I didn't do shit the day you went there!" The following day however… wasn't something he wished to dwell on. He had actively been trying to forget all events that took place that day.
Huffing, Giyuu's eyes met his in a scowl. "You did. Because of you I was embarrassed in front of them."
Making a baffled noise, Sanemi placed his hand on the back of his chair as he twisted his body in the seat to face her. "I wasn't even there! How could I have possibly pissed you off?
Crossing her arms under her chest, Giyuu shifted towards Sanemi. "Kanao was able to identify a human bite mark on my inner thigh when we bathed together. That quickly got reported back to Shinobu." She narrowed her eyes at her lover.
"Ah." Sanemi's angry expression dropped at the realization that yes… he was the one that produced that mark on her thigh. He remembered leaving it fondly.
"Meaning, thanks to you, I was very embarrassed when she came in to give me the tea for our intimate acts. Mitsuri was right next to me." Giyuu avoided mentioning Mitsuri's presence in the room was her own fault for attempting to use her presence as a shield from the petite woman.
Sanemi chuckled a rather surprised laugh, pushing away any feelings he could develop about the tea; after all, their future was unpredictable. "Did you tell them it was me or do they think you have a mystery lover now?" The answer was rather important… to him anyway. Giyuu had never seemed embarrassed about their relationship, especially since their engagement, and while they hadn't exactly been subtle around the estate they did try to keep it modest enough. However, their fellow Pillars may be a different territory for her. She held them at a higher level of respect than the low ranking corps members they worked with and trained.
"I didn't need to." Deadpanned Giyuu.
"Eh?"
"Kanao mentioned to Shinobu that we seemed… cranky the days she was staying here… She easily put two and two together. Not to mention seconds before she came in, Mitsuri was begging me to give you a second chance." Giyuu relayed as she took a spoon and scooped the fresh honey that sat between them into her tea.
As much as he enjoyed when Giyuu spoke longer than her normal one to two sentence responses, the more she retold the events the more questions he had. And the more questions he asked, the less likely she'll answer if she begins to tire of speaking. "I— give me a second chance?" This was another important question that had a cold feeling grab at his heart. That she may have planned on leaving him…
Nodding softly, "Yes. It seems Iguro told her that you kissed me and I rejected you. No clue why he'd think that…" Giyuu's voice was tinged with sarcasm. She had been picking up on and using it more easily as of late. Perhaps it was due to her actually interacting with people on a daily basis now, but she seemed more human than before, even if she still had a deceptively cold expression the majority of the time. Sanemi had learned to read a majority of the slight changes in her demeanor and tone, a skill most wouldn't be able to gain. That alone made him feel cocky.
The tension in his shoulders eased, though that didn't stop Sanemi from clicking his tongue, reliving all the emotional torment he had gone through back then. Iguro was the first person he had spoken to out loud about his feelings for Giyuu. "Bastard." He cursed, knowing that Iguro was going to go yapping to the Love Pillar the second she batted her lashes at him. Come to think of it… a letter from Iguro was delivered the night Giyuu traveled back to her estate to train the three boys. Sanemi had been so frustrated and soaked from being out in the rain that he'd crumbled it up and threw it somewhere in his bedroom before even opening it. If it had truly been important, then Iguro would have just shown up to his estate.
Giyuu hummed softly, glancing at the cups of tea in front of her. "Were they not supposed to find out..?" She asked in a rather hesitant manner, her short nails lightly tapping the outside of the hot cup.
Her question swiftly brought him out of his distant thoughts. "I don't care if they know. You're going to be my wife. It'll be less of a shock if they know we're together now rather than later." Even though dealing with the other Pillars butting into his personal life was a headache, it wasn't as if he could deny his feelings for her. However, it didn't mean he wanted to deal with them. "It's probably for the best they found out from you rather than me. I would have just snapped at them for being nosy again."
"Fantastic." Giyuu kept her expression trained, yet her lips betrayed her by turning up slightly in the corners of her mouth while nursing her cup of tea. It was difficult to hold back the exciting feeling of casually being called a wife. It still amazed Giyuu on how her mindset had morphed in the span of a few months. A wedding date was never brought up, as neither of them wanted to be the one to speak about the likelihood of them both making it to their own wedding. To distract herself from such depressing thoughts, Giyuu brought the potent tea up to her lips, pinching her nose to quickly chug the disgusting hot water. Once she drained the cup, Giyuu took a bite of rice and quickly washed it down with the sweet, tasty tea she prepared. "Ugh… it's repulsive…" She must have looked like a child, however it was better than truly tasting that tea.
It was Sanemi's turn to hum, taking a spoonful of his own broth from the bowl in front of him, he held it up towards Giyuu's lips. There wasn't a moment of hesitation as she welcomed it, anything to wash away the lingering taste. "How often do you have to drink it?" Sanemi asked as he retracted the now empty spoon.
"Only once a week." She replied, licking her lips. Sanemi took note that it must be extremely strong if it's only needed once a week… It would explain the odor, he could only imagine it must burn her mouth and throat as well.
"…" Sanemi rested his chin on his palm, gazing upon his fiancé. "I'll make you salmon daikon the nights you have to drink it." It didn't take Giyuu long to agree to that promise. As all the times before, her expression stayed neutral, yet he could feel the excitement radiating off of her.
"That would make this ordeal more pleasant." She nodded confidently, taking a spoonful of her own meal now.
"That's the point." Sanemi smirked, reaching out and giving her head a firm pat before running his fingers through her ponytail to untangle the dark locks. Making a meal she enjoyed was the least he could do. Anything to ease the burden placed upon her.
….
The sun was just as harsh as the day before, the heat wave persistently lingering in their land. The majority of the once thriving plants had suffered greatly, their leaves wilting and petals shriveling up to desperately drag any source of water to its core. Many Kakushis had been holding off on attempting to revive the plants fully until the heat has lightened up, as there was no point in wasting precious resources just for it to go to waste.
Giyuu along with Sanemi both stepped outside towards the training grounds through the open sliding door. Nearly all doors and windows were wide open to allow any air to circulate. Glancing around the training yard, Giyuu was quick to approach the senior Kinoe, "Excuse me, Yuto?" Giyuu got his attention.
"Ah, good morning, Tomioka-san! How can I help you?" The man turned to give her his full attention, a smile on his face as he placed his hands on his hips in a casual manner.
"Could I bother you to watch my group today while I take part in another Pillar training session?" Her request quickly gained Sanemi's attention. There had been no mention of her leaving for Himejima's training. Every time, without fail, when Giyuu would leave for Pillar training they would discuss it the night before, wake up early the next morning, and have a rather intimate goodbye before she left. However, this morning both had only pressed kisses on each other and had gotten dressed.
"Of course! Just the usual?"
"Yes… You can push them off into the water if you think they could use more training in that field." Giyuu suggested.
Yuto's face grimaced, a strained smile forming as he responded. "I—I don't think that will be necessary! But uh— I appreciate the permission?" Giyuu just nodded as the Kinoe was dismissed and trotted towards the corps members that gathered at the South Gate.
Sanemi kept his arms crossed under his chest as the two watched the man speak with her group; his jaw was tense. There was no real reason for him to feel upset… however he did enjoyed the routine they made. To have someone as aloof as Giyuu freely speak her mind, share her schedule with him and keep him involved, it made him feel important to her. Giyuu making a decision that they normally spoke about together took a hit to his defense so to say.
"…" Sanemi glanced to his side… Giyuu was standing next to him. She was looking directly ahead, as if waiting for something to happen. "…What are you doing?" Shouldn't she be leaving for her next pillar training like she told Yuto she was going to?
"Hm?" She tilted her head to gaze at his face, "Waiting for you?"
"For me?" He placed his hand on his chest as if making sure he was who she was talking about. Was she waiting for him to drag her back into their bedroom? Could it be she hadn't forgotten their routine after all—
"Yes. It's your training after all. Unless you wanted me to wait with the others?" Giyuu pointed towards the men near the training field, as if explaining something so obvious.
"…" Sanemi slapped himself in the forehead as he groaned. "Damnit! It was my fucking training you were talking about?" Giyuu blinked, then nodded her head. "Tsk! Fucking say something, Giyuu." He spoke through gritted teeth, however his body had released a great amount of tension upon discovering that their little routine wasn't actually disrupted.
"You told me I didn't need to. Mitsuri was the only one that wanted a formal announcement that I was going to join her training." She replied bluntly with a shrug of her shoulder..
Rolling his eyes, "Yes, but damnit a simple 'hey, I'm joining you today' would have been fucking nice! I'm out here thinking you're fucking leaving to Himejima's!"
"Ah." Giyuu glanced outwards to the feild, then back to Sanemi. "I'm joining your training today." She spoke in a serious manner.
Sanemi groaned, pulling his hand down his face before reaching out then firmly grasping and squishing Giyuu's cheeks in one of his hands, shaking her head lightly side to side. "I can't fucking stand you!"
Through the teasing tension on her cheeks, Giyuu got out a muffled "Then sit." Sanemi loudly groaned in a fake frustration, giving her head one more strong shake before releasing his hold.
"You drive me fucking crazy. I'm kicking your ass today." He grunted, taking heavy steps towards the training field.
"I look forward to it."
Sanemi quickly snapped his neck to look over his shoulder to shout a response, there, he caught a glance of Giyuu's lips quickly being trained back into a neutral expression after being raised in a smile. He huffed, attempting to hide his own amusement as she followed behind him into the rising sun that crawled along the estate's grounds.
…
"Ah, the Water Pillar is joining us today." The lower ranking corps members whispered to each other as they gathered for Sanemi's strike training. Giyuu, instead of following Sanemi towards the front of the group of men, fell into line beside them. "We look forward to training with you, Tomioka-san!" Another spoke with a large smile and bow of his head.
"You shouldn't. I have no authority in this session, I am merely training beside you." She kept her back straight as her eyesight was set on Sanemi's form as he marched towards the center of the field where the men followed.
"Oh…uh, alright." Eye contact was shiftily made between the men as they stood at attention, though Giyuu couldn't be bothered to care. Her attention was soley on Sanemi as he barked out commands to the lower ranks along with herself.
…
The group was split in two. One half would participate in taking and blocking Sanemi's relentless attacks. That particular group seemed to shake as they begrudgingly stood in the center of the field. Meanwhile, the group Giyuu was placed in were set to perform and maintain constant strikes on the practice dummies. The moment she, along with the others made it towards the straw men, they all heard Sanemi's loud "Begin!" as thunderous clanks from the wooden swords filled the momentarily quiet estate.
"This can get pretty tiring! But please give it your all, Tomioka-san!" A man that Giyuu was certain she hadn't trained yet informed her with a large smile on his face. Giyuu felt her eyelid twitch.
"You don't need to tell Tomioka-san that. She's plenty capable." One of the previous seven informed the boy. Seemed there were only four of them left now from her original group.
"Eh? But her training doesn't involve constant striking..?" The boy raised a brow then looked at Giyuu and the other corps member for an explanation.
"Uh—I can't say what's involved! But I can assure you, we'll tire out before she does." His brows furrowed as they reached up to the spaced out striking dummies.
"I appreciate you not relaying any details." Giyuu spoke after allowing the two to conversate while she walked silently in between. "He is correct. I do not need any encouragement in this field. However, thank you for your concern. It is just not needed."
"Oh uh… you're welcome?"
Giyuu nodded, raising the bokken, she took her stance, a mimicry of Sanemi's when he stood in one place to strike. Normally, the Wind Pillar's fighting style was nearly unpredictable. The Wind breathing style consisted of a swift, rotating forms and swings, and Sanemi wasn't a stranger to quick and devastating slashes. What put him apart from the average Wind Breather wasn't only the never ending attacks, nor his speed, but his ability to power through exhaustion and the spontaneous strategies he was able to produce in seconds while on both defence or offense. She had witnessed him change his form mid attack, the shift so effortless, like a well oiled machine changing gears on command. It was impressive to say the least.
Taking a slow, calculated breath, Giyu began striking the dummy, straw quickly flying from the steams. She was pleasantly reminded that she had replicated so much of his training the few times she witnessed it. After all, she had to train those three boys in it for a time.
….
Just as suggested, Giyuu was able to notice quite a few of the men take momentary pause as they caught their breath. A few of the resident Kinoes were quick to shout at them to continue swinging. Giyuu grimaced as the straw dummy seemed to have given up on its job… Unlike the one in Tokito's training, it didn't exactly explode as it fell apart, the straw began falling out for some time now. She was practically only hitting the thick wooden stake the dummy was attached to. Yet she didn't stop, she continued the non stop striking even with the reverberation of the wood on wood hits running up her hands. While yes, she often trained with Sanemi and had more experience than any of these men in this particular training, she was determined to follow the training regiments as she did for all the other Pillar training she attended. It didn't matter if it was easy for her, it was to hone in on different skill sets each one was willing to teach.
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"You may stop!" A Kinoe called, clapping his hands to gain those at the striking dummies station attention. Giyuu gave the wooden pole one last hit, a pleasant layer of sweat raised on her skin as she practiced under the shining sun. She, along with the others were thankful for the clouds gently rolling along the sky, gifting them with occasional shade.
Turning around, she watched as the Kakushis that were on standby helped the men that had fainted. Lifting them up and bringing them into the shade where they fanned them and brought out smelling salts. Those still conscious, limped towards the shade, taking advantage of the short break between sessions due to the heat.
"Bastards."
Giyuu shifted her attention towards Sanemi. He had a layer of sweat, though Giyuu mainly chalked that up to the sun beating down on him rather than the men giving him a challenge. "Only two fainted this time." Giyuu said as Sanemi closed the distance, walking beside her as they went to retrieve their water canteens.
"Yes, but over half of the others were fucking doubled over dry heaving." He hissed through his teeth, aggressively taking heavy stomps up the engawa, taking the bamboo canteen and taking a swing of it.
"Ah. I see how that can be frustrating considering your method of passing them." Giyuu replied, taking the bottle as Sanemi held it out to her. She had her own, though wasn't going to turn away his offer. Taking the bottle and drinking from it, she enjoyed the casual indirect kiss.
"They're pissing me off." Sanemi grunted, leaning against the wall of the estate. Giyuu hummed softly, taking her place beside him and looking out into the field as the men drank their fill of refreshing water. Those that had passed out were now sitting up and gulping water offered to them.
…
A switch was made once the short break was over. Those that had faced against Sanemi first were weakly standing at the striking dummies; dummies that have been refilled with straw during the break. They didn't look too excited, no doubt their bodies ached from the Wind Pillar's beating and now they needed to do even more training after the abuse.
Giyuu took hold of her bokken as the rest of the men prepared themselves. She even heard one pray softly under his breath that this would be over soon. Giyuu mumbled out a soft "Pathetic." after passing the men. It wasn't as if Sanemi was going to eat them, he was a human being. There was no need to pray for something so pointless. This felt painfully familiar to when she had faced against Uzui-san in his training. Like back then, she had no fear facing the man, however, it was the inexperienced lower ranking men that were her concern. They wouldn't know how to form a strategy that could give Sanemi pause. Instead, they were more than likely going to get in her way.
"Begin!" Sanemi's rough voice rang out through her head, pulling her from her day dream.
The men swiftly began attacking, they couldn't stall. If they did, all it would be doing is waving a red flag in front of an angry bull. That being said, Giyuu knew these men's limits and skill. She stayed back to avoid the men being flung into her by the force of Sanemi's assault. While observing the men, she was pleasantly surprised to see the two that she had trained were able to withstand Sanemi's strikes longer than the others. While still being forced back, their footing was quick, bracing themselves and being able to run back into an attack quicker than the others who she has not trained just yet. She could feel some of her deeply embedded anxiety over those she taught ease slightly. It wasn't for nothing…
Once a majority of the men were hit back at once, Giyuu spotted her opening and sprinted towards it, towards Sanemi. He sensed her immediately, how couldn't he? Sanemi swung violently with his bokken in hand, a loud clanking sound rung in her ears as their training swords made contact. The force did push her back a few feet, however she adjusted her position, throwing herself back at him again and again.
…
The lower ranking members watched in amazement as the two Pillars went at each other again and again. Even when Sanemi's strength forced her back, she never stumbled, able to adjust rapidly and drive her attacks back at him. "W-Wow…"
…
The other corps members were forgotten, a few tried to continue their training by attacking as well, however instead of using his training sword, Sanemi had forcibly kicked them in the gut and out of the way. They quickly realized this wasn't a match they should interfere in. Their training had taken a surprising turn thanks to the Water Pillar. All they could do was stay out of the way and take advantage of the rare opportunity to watch two Pillars spar with each other up close.
A sudden sharp snapping sound caused the men to gasp as they watched Sanemi's wooden sword break upon the connected impact. No one should have been surprised, after all he had been using that sword all morning and well into the middle of the afternoon. Giyuu's strong strikes against the weakened bokken was bound to break it.
There should have been a pause… everyone expected they would have stopped so Sanemi could receive another bokken… However, Sanemi adapted instantly, the position he used for his breathing style was dropped and shifted to a melee stance. He balled his fist, striking it into Giyuu's stomach.
"Hack!" The sound and spittle came out of her mouth before she could even think of stopping it, all she was able to do was flex her stomach muscles and brace for the punch, yet it still winded her, pushing her back some distance from the Wind Pillar. She stood with a hand over her stomach for a brief moment.
"He-he punched her?"
"What the hell—? Aren't they together?"
The corps members were in a quiet frenzy, yet unaware of what to do. Truthfully they believed the Wind Pillar was going to go rather easy on his lover. Watching him suddenly punch her as if she was one of the lower ranking members was completely unexpected.
Giyuu stood up straighter, turning her head to the side, "Tsk!" She spat a tinge of red onto the dirt before flinging her intact wooden sword off to the side. From there, Giyuu began to bounce on her feet, positioning herself in a offense stance with her hands raised shoulder height. The original men from her training quickly tensed at the recollection of her hand to hand combat. While their injuries healed, the memory was still fresh.
Across from her… A large grin spread across Sanemi's lips.
He closed the distance between them with a right hook towards her head. Giyuu was able to dodge, pivoting on her left foot and aiming a kick towards Sanemi's side with her right. Sanemi jerked backwards, eyes widening as Giyuu spun further on her left foot. The missed target caused more momentum to build as she suddenly swung around and aimed higher. Sanemi raised his forearms towards his neck, cushioning the impact from her strong kick. There was a surging reverberation from collision, yet Giyuu didn't allow him to gain any of his bearings, using her strong lower body to bend low and kick forward into Sanemi's torso. The force caused him to grimace and be pushed back slightly, dust clouding at his feet. It didn't deter him, he kept throwing hits as she did, throwing back his strength.
…
"Sh-should we get someone?" The men were now looking on with greater concern as the two lovers were physically, fighting each other, landing hits that would have definitely knocked out almost anyone else.
"It's alright." The men jumped as they spun around, Yuto stood there holding bamboo canteens for the group in the Water Pillar training. Presumingly he came back to fill them with water. "They aren't actually trying to hurt each other." He gave a rather bashful smile, after all, he was rather surprised watching them fight hand to hand for the first time as well.
"B-but Shinazugawa is throwing really strong punches!" To prove the corp member's point, Giyuu was suddenly knocked to the ground.
"Ah, yes. But Tomioka-san isn't a weakling-" and as if to prove Yuto's point, Giyuu had folded herself back, launching her feet up, making contact with Sanemi's chest, causing him to fall backwards to the ground as well. "Inumaki. Kazuha." Yuto addressed two of the men. "You two trained with Tomioka-san. You both also experienced her strength."
Both Inumaki and Kazuha huddled closer together as they gave a firm nod. After all, they managed to stay conscious enough to witness the Water Pillar take down seven men without getting a single scratch on her.
"She can handle herself." Yuto said sheepishly at the harsh display. "From what I've gathered, this truly is just sparring for them. They are able to use more strength with each other than any lower ranking members here. So it's actually a pretty good match up!"
The corps members stared at the senior Kinoe with grime expressions. A cacophony of fist and feet making contact with skin in the background from what was to them vicious attacks going on a mere dozen feet away. Yet Yuto just gave an awkward smile, sensing what they were thinking from the display. "Come dinner, I bet those two will be walking in the halls like nothing happened!" With that he walked past the stunned men towards the South Gate.
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….
A flickering lantern caught the sparring Pillars attention, the momentum of Giyuu's kick towards Sanemi's head eased, the man was able to catch her foot before it made contact. The two glanced towards the engawa, both panting heavily as they finally noticed their surroundings. It had become the evening, further than that, the sun was setting. All the training men were back inside as meals were severed. Sanemi has a distant memory of yelling at the men to leave them sometime after his bokken snapped. Leaving the two in a constant motion of punches, swings and kicks. Bodies were bruised and a satisfying ache came across both of them as Sanemi lowered Giyuu's leg.
"Huh…" Giyuu panted, raising the back of her hand up to her face to wipe away the sweat dripping down to her neck. "Seems time got away from us."
"Yeah, no shit." Sanemi huffed, pushing his damp hair back as he watched the resident Kakushi light the lanterns around the engawa as per routine. The Wind Pillar took one last deep inhale before sighing out and taking in his fiancé's figure beside him. They were both covered in sweat, breath shallow and visible marks littered her arms that would surely become bruised, as will the welts on Sanemi's arms, torso and legs. "…You pass." He sighed.
"Oh, good." Giyuu gave a firm nod, walking towards the platform where a spare towel was thankfully left. She lifted it to her face, patting the sweat off, she sighed as she wiped down her neck. A hand lifted the side of the towel as Sanemi used the tail end to dry his own face and neck. Their bodies leaned against each other, skin hot and sticky from the intensity their sparring went. His hand slid down her side, her haragake top practically stuck to her body, he pinched the martial; tugging it away from her damp skin. "It doesn't feel great…" Giyuu grumbled.
"It's soaked in sweat, I couldn't imagine it would." He definitely wouldn't be comfortable in a shirt if he was wearing one. "Come on, I need to wash up." His body was begging to just soak in some clean water, anything to get this layer of sweat and grime off his skin. Giyuu didn't give a verbal response, however she followed Sanemi nonetheless to the short steps, up the engawa, taking the remaining canteens and drinking from them as they entered into the building. The two passed the rooms filled with noise of their fellow corps members; a few members seemed surprised seeing them walking so casually next to each other. They made it down the multiple stretching halls until they finally reached their bedroom. Sanemi walked straight to the chest of drawers, opening one of the lower drawers to take out a light yukata to sleep in. Beside him, Giyuu slid open the middle section of the chest where they had begun storing her own clothing. After all, Sanemi didn't exactly have the chest filled, and it would be silly to have her just leave her clothing off to the side. Neither commented on how domestic it felt to share a dresser.
They didn't speak much as they gathered their sleep wear and walked down the hall, however, Giyuu had once again proven she was still a mystery to him as instead of stopping at the bathing room's door like Sanemi did, Giyuu continued walking down the hall with her yukata in hand. "Eh? Where are you going?" He knitted his thin brows towards his fiancé.
She looked over her shoulder towards him. "I decided I'm going to go for a swim."
Sanemi blinked, then blinked again once the words were processed. She was going to go swimming… "Where the fuck are you going to go swimming?" The waters around his estate weren't exactly peaceful, which he knew Giyuu was well aware of this considering her training.
"To the river near my estate. I enjoy swimming there, especially in the summer." She informed him casually, swinging her yukata over one shoulder.
"And you didn't think to tell me that?" Sanemi felt a pang of annoyance make itself known as a vein throbbing by his jaw. It felt eerily familiar to this morning.
"Ah, you said you wanted to wash up. I figured you'd just want to take a bath and rest." Giyuu fully faced him now. "You're more than welcome to join me, I'd enjoy your company. However I didn't want to take you away from your hot bath in case you felt it would aid in any soreness in your body."
Clicking his tongue. "Giyuu," Sanemi began with a groan. "I don't need to fucking soak in the bath. I'm perfectly content just washing off. I do it to spend time with you." He made his point across by pointing aggressively between her eyes as he said 'you'. "If you're not there, then it's pointless." Sanemi sighed, walking towards Giyuu; she wore a rather surprised expression as he hooked an arm around her shoulders and guided them to walk down the hall. "Short answer, yes, I'm going swimming with you."
"Sounds lovely…" Giyuu pressed some of her weight against his side as they walked. Their skin was sticky together yet neither could be bothered to care. A pleasant silence swept between them, the two had a bit of time before reaching the Water Estate, whether or not the space was filled with talking wasn't a concern. The two were together on the journey and that's what counts.
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It wasn't a straight line towards the river. They arrived at the Water Estate first; grabbing the wisteria incense pot along with lighting the lantern that hung near its placement on the wall. It was an unspoken agreement that they were going to spend the night in the Water Estate rather than taking the trip back, Sanemi had even quickly packed them some dinner the Kakushis set out that night; it was left near the front door for when they arrived back. The symphony of the forest sang out as they took the well worn path off to the side of the estate. Sanemi had the finest sense of déjà vu as the full moon revealed itself from behind drifting clouds, allowing its own illuminating beam to give light to the dark, calm forest they trailed through. Once they reached the river, it was just as picturesque as the first time he saw it. The light from above shined down to make the ripples in the fresh, clean water carry a tranquil gleam. Giyuu hung the pot on the assigned branch she always had, and that particular tree's bark has absorbed the strong, sweet scent.
Sanemi followed Giyuu's lead as she walked towards a large, flat yet risen rock off to the side of the river, where their clothing and swords would safely lay. No demon would be stupid enough to ambush two Pillars, the wisteria incense kept a strong radiance of protection as well. As the two placed their clean yukatas and swords down, Giyuu was the first to take off her sandals and place them next to her sheathed blade, Sanemi watched as she stepped towards the edge of the peacefully running water. The first thing that came off was her haragake top. Giyuu tossed it lightly to the ground, not caring if it got wet considering it would need a wash anyway. There was a light jingle as her belt was undone, Sanemi inhaled softly as he undressed himself; his gaze fixated on Giyuu as she began to pull down her pants. Sanemi was captivated as her fundoshi slid down her toned legs. It didn't matter how many times he saw her naked… her beauty always entranced him. The way her skin seemed to glow from the light dancing off the ripples in the water made his chest tighten and stomach flutter in such a pathetic, love sick way. Giyuu removed her hair tie, allowing her wild, dark locks to fall and rest on her back, and the twist in Sanemi's gut made it clear that he had fallen head over heels for her. Whatever desire or wish she had, Sanemi felt it was his duty to grant it. As she took the first few steps into the water, a blissful sigh left her lips, a soothing sensation washing over her. Sanemi briefly wondered if she may have been a temptress in her previous life, beckoning him into the dark water, like sailor and siren. And make no mistake, he would drown happily while gazing into the endless deep blue of her eyes. As any sailor that had perished in such a dark incident, Sanemi would foolishly welcome death while being in her embrace.
Sanemi kicked his clothing off next to the pile that Giyuu left at the edge of the riverbank. Dipping his foot in, Sanemi was instantly satisfied with the cool temperature that greeted him. He slowly stepped forward, the water rising as he followed after his lover that went deeper into the water. The first time he had entered this river, the memory wasn't pleasant considering he rushed in believing she was dead. Sanemi recalled the water reached his thighs, however, it seems he was just stupidly lucky she floated where she was at the time. As he trailed behind Giyuu who walked further upstream, there was a sudden dip downward, raising the water to their midsection. He was positive, if they go further, the water will reveal deeper channels. Giyuu dipped her remaining dry body under, coming back up with her hair now pushed back, it revealed so much of her face that is normally hidden by her thick hair that frames over her features. Giyuu relaxed in the water, seeming at peace with herself. After dipping his own head under the refreshing water, it felt as though it had cleansed his entire body. He suddenly understood why she found such relaxation when she would float in these welcoming waters. He felt light, almost weightless as the body of water supported him as he swam. Gazing upward, it wasn't the first time he'd seen the stars or the moon, yet floating in such a manner, his normally hot and fast beating temper dissipated. The night was calm… it felt as if it was only him and the moon above, both gazing at each other as if they were having a pleasant conversation and a gentle silence emerged between them. If he was foolish enough to speak truthfully with the moon, the moon would no doubt know about Giyuu. Know about his desire to be with her, the lust he harbored for her along with the deluded fantasies he had of the two of them surviving this damn war. The two of them making it out alive, no more demons… They could truly get married, discuss starting a family, spend nights together just like this without the need to have their weapons within arms reach. The only concerns they would have would be what they would do with all their free time.
A gentle splash took his attention away from the alluring sphere in the sky. Sanemi turned his head towards Giyuu, watching her shift her body in the water, allowing herself to float. Another beautiful sigh escaped her lips, she too began to watch the sky. Her body drifted closer to him, like the two had a pull that caused her to not move a muscle and yet still reach him. The crown of her head gently bumped Sanemi's arm. Their eyes met, Sanemi took hold of her hand closest to him, gently guiding her body to rotate, once he was content in her position, he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. Pulling away, Giyuu wore a delicate smile, her eyes crinkling as she blinked up at him. Her ears were under water, yet he still spoke, imaging she could hear him, if not a bit muffled.
"You're beautiful…" With his free hand, he gently ran his fingers along her body, noticing the bruises that were already forming from their sparring. She twitched softly, a sigh once again leaving her lips, Giyuu wasn't the best at receiving compliments about her looks, Sanemi realized that early on. However she did not fight him, she squeezed his hand and shut her eyes. "Every inch of you…" With his free hand, he began tracing a scar on her torso, he trailed along it with his fingertips till passing the end and reaching her sternum between her breasts. Sanemi's fingers slid down her wet body, Giyuu braced slightly as he ran over her hip so close to her crotch, yet that wasn't his goal, surprisingly enough. His fingertips traveled to the large scar that started near her knee and ended at her upper thigh, gently massaging the skin even as it dipped underwater.
"Mh…" the tiniest sound came from Giyuu's throat as his touch trailed up and down her thigh. Her eyes still shut, even if it seemed as if she was having trouble keeping them that way.
Sanemi lowered himself slightly in the water, pressing his lips against her skin. Another soft sound was made from her, his lips gently kissing over the flat of chest and up to her collarbone. Giyuu's mouth parted slightly. "Haa…"
Humming against her skin, his fingertips rose to trace teasing figure eights just below her navel and above her pubic mound. Her hand twitched in Sanemi's own, adjusting her hold and squeezing tighter when his fingers traveled lower, her muscles trembling slightly at the slow foreplay, anticipating for when his touch would become firmer. "I want to show you everyday just how beautiful you are." His lips brushed against her skin as he spoke. "Show you just how badly I can't resist you." A pitiful whimper left Giyuu's mouth as his fingers finally trailed lower, ever so lightly circling her clit, her body tensed though quickly melted. "You take up all my thoughts, you know."
Blue eyes fluttered open to look up at him, "You're embarrassing…" She held his hand as she shifted in the water, standing back up, mourning the loss of stimulation on her clit. Yet she reached out, gently tracing her fingertips over the criss-cross scarring on his defined chest. "It feels even more embarrassing to admit I feel the same…" Giyuu's hand gently released Sanemi's, both of her hands ran up his chest towards his face. Her palms caressed his jaw, her thumb gently circling his skin. "You're very handsome… I always thought that. Even when I first met you, I couldn't tear my eyes away from you."
Sanemi's eyes widened slightly as he thought back to when they first met at his first Pillar meeting. When he originally saw her… He was angry that she kept staring at him, yet never made eye contact. At the time, he was so certain she was judging him for the extremely visible scarring he has over his face and body. After all, her face is one of a porcelain doll, there were no blemishes that he could see… She was beautiful and he saw himself as something lacking, his flaws on display. And to find out… she was staring at him because she was attracted to him. This all felt painfully familiar, it was their night in the onsen all over again, when his viewpoint of her flipped upside down. Sanemi clicked his tongue gently. "Well now I feel like shit that I shouted at you to fuck off." He recalls she didn't even react at the time, she blinked and walked away.
A soft chuckle left her lips, her hands sliding down to his shoulder, massaging them gently as Sanemi's own hands took their place on her waist. "I didn't mind. Truthfully, I had thought you noticed I was attracted to you and you were telling me you weren't interested."
Sanemi's mouth parted, before he could say something stupid he sighed. "It wasn't that."
Giyuu's lips lifted at his denial. "I assumed I wasn't your type or perhaps you thought I was a man." She was in her full uniform at the time.
Sanemi groaned… because he did think she was possibly a man. Her features were difficult to identify a gender to, even her voice is rather androgynous. "I did think you were a fucking pretty boy." He admitted begrudgingly, which got Giyuu to laugh softly.
"At least you thought I was pretty." She teased, pressing herself against him, his flaccid cock pressing against the fat of her thighs; his shaft twitched softly.
"I'd be a fool not to." He sighed, pretending to be annoyed yet couldn't be when she was flushed against him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as did his arms around her waist, keeping her close as their lips met. Both sighed, closing their eyes as they melted against each other. One of Giyuu's hands left his neck and trailed downward between them, gently taking his semi soft cock and stroking it to reach its full potential. Sanemi's hand reached lower underwater, cupping Giyuu's ass cheek and giving a firm squeeze. Giyuu made a small sound at the sudden rough grip, Sanemi smiled into the kiss. Sanemi parted their kiss for a moment, bending down to lift his lover up into his arms.
Giyuu's chest rose as she braced herself, reliving exactly what had happened the night they had fiercely confessed to each other. His arms went under her ass, standing, Giyuu parted her legs to easily wrap around Sanemi's waist as he lifted her. She caressed his face, smashing her lips against his own, holding him in place; as if he was going anywhere. Through the kisses, Giyuu lightly nipped Sanemi's bottom lip, his groan vibrated their lips, his hold on her body becoming stronger. Tilting his head back, "Hey." Giyuu hummed against his skin, kissing at his neck. "Touch yourself." His voice was low, rough, it made Giyuu's stomach flutter.
"Oh."
"Oh?" Sanemi repeated with a snort.
Giyuu cleared her throat. "Ah, it's nothing. I just realized we're basically reenacting the first time we were here together." She pressed a kiss to his cheek. "However, this is closer to how I wanted it to go." Giyuu pressed a hard kiss to his pulse, feeling it speeding up as she kept one arm around his neck and her hand trailing down between them towards her cunt. Her bottom half was still underwater, yet she sighed out as her fingers made contact between her legs, slipping two of her fingers inside. Unlike the time back then, Giyuu had taken Sanemi's cock plenty of times now. Just last night she was happily on it before getting some rather deep sleep from the satisfying orgasm she often received from him.
Sanemi groaned "Damnit, I wanted to fuck you so badly back then." He pressed his face against her shoulder, kissing up towards her ear, making her shudder out a soft moan..
"I would have let you if your head wasn't so fragile- oop!" Giyuu yelped as she was suddenly bounced upward, she quickly had to pull her fingers out of herself as she held onto her lover. Sanemi's hold under her became rougher, holding her up only by her thighs, keeping her legs rather spread in a more lewd manner, her ass now halfway between the water's surface.
"There is no way you're blaming me for YOU splitting my head open!" He hissed as he continued to hold her up in a much harsher manner than the romantic one moments ago. Giyuu quickly gathered bearings, bracing herself at the rough treatment.
"You should have faced me head on rather than make me wait for a week." She huffed, stubbornly arguing back, feeling his fingers digging into her thighs, a thrill was building in her stomach.
"There's no possibility you're still mad at me for that after all this time." Sanemi grunted, raising her higher and closer to himself as he took a few steps with her in his arms back towards the shallow end of the lake with their clothing.
"You've never actually apologized for putting me through that. Just started giving me daily orgasms! Which I appreciate greatly, however-"
"Oh my god!" Groaned Sanemi, tossing his head back dramatically. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry I was so fucking stupid and kept you waiting a damn week while I wallowed in self pity! I panicked! I liked you so damn much and thought I ruined everything between us cause I couldn't stop myself from kissing you that day!" He took a quick breath in and out, facing her in a calmer manner now that his outburst passed. "Are you happy now? I'm sorry." Sanemi managed to say in a less hostile manner. His jaw was cupped, Giyuu guided his gaze to lock on with her own.
"Yes… Yes, I'm very happy now." The confirmation had a deeper meaning… Because she truly was becoming happy. She was far happier than she has been in nearly a decade. Giyuu leaned down to press a firm kiss against Sanemi's lips.
With a huff, a muffled "Good." was spoken against her lips. Her arms were back around his neck as shifted his intense grip a bit more subtle, lowering her slightly down his body. There was stimulation from how close they were against each other, Giyuu groaned against his lips, tickling his skin. They shifted their heads to deepen the kiss, both sighing through their noses. Sanemi noticed one of Giyuu's arms retract from his neck, arousal formed as he could feel her hand between them, wedging down towards her pussy. The moment her fingers made contact she whined softly against his lips. It wasn't a good angle to watch her finger herself but fuck did he want to. Normally she'd only do it out of being impatient, and made a comment before that she didn't need to masturbate if Sanemi was around. It was supposed to be sassy, but all it did was give him an ego boost.
"Nngh…" Giyuu moaned against his lips, pulling back, there was a thin line of saliva connecting their lips. Her heart was sped up from the rush of it all. "How… how do you want me?" She glanced over towards the large rocks where their clothes that they'd definitely have to wash and their fresh yukatas were sitting. Perhaps he'd place her on one of those large flat rocks. She had laid on them before, and while they were comfortable enough thanks to their smooth surface, Giyuu wasn't sure how much her bare back would appreciate being fucked on it.
Sanemi hummed, pressing his lips against her neck to pepper kissing from there to her shoulder. "Like this is fine."
"Huh..?" Giyuu blinked, her fingers quickly dug into Sanemi's shoulder as her others stayed stuffed inside her cunt; Sanemi had bounced her up once more, shifting his arms under her thighs and hands gripping her ass. From there… He demonstrated to her exactly what he meant as he lowered and lifted her with ease. Heat rose to her cheeks, she felt herself clench around her own fingers at the suggestion. "Oh."
"No?" Sanemi asked with no ill will, if this position wouldn't do it for her he was more than happy to bend her over something.
"No, no. This—that will suffice." Giyuu cleared her throat once more, hot anticipation rushing through her veins. She stretched herself once last time on her fingers before giving a little excited huff.
He hummed at her approval. "Guide it." Sanemi told her, feeling rather cocky from her reaction. Giyuu nodded, her wet fingers between them quickly heading south again. Once her fingers touched his shaft, she gave it a pump best she could in the awkward angle. From there, she guided the head of his hard cock to her entrance, she couldn't tell if it was from the water or her arousal that had her cunt dripping. Though it probably was the latter considering how her walls throbbed from just feeling the blunt head pressing against her.
His tip caught, Giyuu rested her head against his shoulder, both hands gripping onto his body for support as she relaxed, allowing him to slowly lower her on his cock. "Mhm—" Giyuu nuzzled her face against his neck, her cunt quivered as Sanemi slowly entered her.
Groaning, "There we go… Stay relaxed for me." Sanemi encouraged her, thankful for how wet she was as his cock faced little resistance sliding in. A moan slipped from her lips, vibrating against his neck as a girthy section of his cock pushed through; her walls welcomed him eagerly, hugging around his shaft. "Fuuuuck… I swear you were made to take my cock." He grunted, easing her up, the drag making her gasp, and back down, earning him a moan at the sensation.
"Sh-shit…" Her nails dug into his shoulder blade as he began a steady rhythm of lifting her up then lowering her back down his length. "Oh—haaa…" Tiny pants escaped her throat, she gasped as she was suddenly picked up and dropped faster on his cock. "Ahh—!" Her walls clenched at the sensation of falling along with being penetrated, her body feeling electrified from the punch. She felt a rush of adrenaline from doing something this intimate outside. "Aghh— Sanemi!" He was going faster now. His cock was fitting so snug inside her wet cunt; being filled over and over with his length.
A loud gasp escaped from her open mouth as Sanemi manipulated her body to bounce up and down on his cock. Her legs around his waist began to tremble, toes curling as he picked up the pace once more. It became a speed she wasn't expecting in this position. She felt like a sex toy for him— the thought shouldn't be swirling further arousal, yet her cunt still ached and drooled for it as he showed off his strength by fucking her so effortlessly while in his arms. Giyuu moaned loudly, this was opening new doors of opportunities she hadn't considered before. She knew of his strength, seen and faced it first hand, she has been lifted by him many times, but she never connected it was this simple for him. The two weren't that different in height, Giyuu wasn't a small nor petite woman, yet Sanemi was lifting and dropping her body like it weighed nothing to him. "Oh— shit!" His cock thrusted in deeper.
"You're being so damn loud." Sanemi smirked smugly against her shoulder, nipping the skin when he had the chance, marking what belonged to him. "You like getting my cock that much?" He teased, dropping her down harder on his shaft, he groaned feeling her walls smothering around his length, could feel her slick dripping down his damn cock.
"Yes!" She moaned against his skin with zero hesitation. Arching her back, Giyuu gasped, body freezing as just her leaning back was able to shift the punches of his shaft. The bulbous head of his cock pounded against that spongy spot inside her quaking cunt, shooting hot zaps up her spine. One of her hands flew to Sanemi's firm chest, pressing her palm flat against the muscle while her other dug into his shoulder. "It's—there! " She cried out, keeping her back arched! Her pleas didn't fall upon deaf ears, Sanemi gripped her thighs, thrusting her down harder and harder each time, his hips meeting her on the descent down with a wet plap from her body being mainly over the water's surface yet still splashing the water. Giyuu's dull nails littered his chest and shoulder with crescent marks as she held on for the ride, her hands shaking from it all. The harsh pounding, the thrill of having sex outside— she knows she won't be able to see her peaceful river the same. The last time she floated in the calming waters she kept imagining the kissing and heavy petting that was involved with the two. It may have added to her frustration at the time. Her hand left Sanemi's chest, frantically reaching down and rubbing at her poor, neglected clit. Giyuu groaned, biting her bottom lip to attempt to keep some of the embarrassing sounds at bay. It was a fruitless effort, Sanemi always managed to push her into making embarrassing noises, whether it's from her mouth or from him thrusting into her pussy till there was a lewd, wet squelching sound due to how aroused she always managed to be.
A loud, choking cry unexpectedly was fucked out of her lungs, Giyuu immediately curled inwards, stars bursted behind her eyelids. Burying her face against Sanemi's collarbone bone, her limbs pulled tight, legs clamping around Sanemi's waist and her nails breaking skin on his back.
"Oh, fuck—!" Sanemi's hips stuttered, his arms halting from bucking her on his shaft and opted for holding her close as her walls smothered his cock. "Fuck, Giyuu!" His cock was twitching inside her cunt, there was a hot sting on his back from where her nails dug into him, edging him further. Giyuu was open mouth panting against his wet chest, her hips were trembling, giving small jerks from the surprise attack of an orgasm she just experienced. Sanemi held her tightly, his cock still buried deep inside her drenched pussy as it quivered around him. "Shit! Shit…" he grunted, pressing a firm kiss to her temple, speaking against her ear, her wet hair tickling his face. "I'm close, you can take more, can't ya?"
He heard her taking a gulp of air before nodding weakly against his chest. "I—I can handle it…" She panted, limbs shaking as she shifted herself in his arms best she could while her cunt was overly sensitive and still stuffed. Heavy arms wrapped around Sanemi's neck, she braced herself for the overstimulation she knew was about to run through her body. That in of itself would form a thrill in her stomach.
Giyuu inhaled sharply as Sanemi began lifting her again, the drag of his cock being pulled from her spent hole. "Ahh—ha!" Her body involuntarily shivered and tensed at the sensation. It had to of been from the enhanced sensitivity— but fuck, when Sanemi pulled her back down on his cock, it felt as if it had suddenly grown larger. Her walls couldn't stop clenching and throbbing around the shaft.
"Fuck— You got so tight around me!" Sanemi groaned, lifting his lover up in his arms then rudely dropping her downwards to impale her on his aching cock. All the little whimpers and moans she made were starting up again, it was stirring him further. "Always fucking complaining when I overstimulate you, but damn, your cunt fucking loves it!" Sanemi growled out through gritted teeth as he met her thrust with a snap of his hips. "Fucking trying to milk my damn cock, you're squeezing me so tightly!" His hands gripped roughly against her ass, no doubt her cheeks are going to be sore along with her abused pussy and rest of her body.
Giyuu's cunt reacted to the lewd words embarrassingly enough. She didn't need a play by play about how much she, along with her body, enjoyed Sanemi's cock. It was information she was plenty aware of. An effort was made when Giyuu tilted her head back; away from Sanemi's chest. She couldn't dilly dally by admiring her fiancé, instead she gripped his hair, smashing their lips together.
He groaned into the harsh kiss, fucking into her faster while their lips bruised each others. Giyuu's cunt was squeezing around his throbbing cock, he couldn't blame the river for how wet her pussy was, he could feel her arousal coating his cock. Her orgasm moments ago only added to it, it felt like his damn cock could slip out at any thrust. The sting of their kiss along with the strong hold she had on his hair helped guide him over to his own finish. Both were panting in each other's mouth, the kisses weren't anything clean or romantic. Sloppy, wet and messy.
"Augh—!"
Sanemi grunted loudly, lifting Giyuu up high off his cock, she gasped in surprise at the sudden withdrawal, clinging onto Sanemi's shoulders. His cock squirted its load between their stomachs while it was nuzzled against their burning, wet skin. Groaning lowly, Sanemi held Giyuu close to his body, panting against her neck as she did to his shoulder. Her legs released their strong hold around his waist, dropping into the water. Sanemi sighed as he eased her down, arms still around her body, holding her close to his flushed skin.
"Sanemi..?" Giyuu sighed gently against his shoulder, hands softly rubbing his back.
"Hm?"
"…" Giyuu stood still in the water. "…I was close."
Sanemi laughed, throwing his head back. He understood immediately, him fucking her through till he managed to cum caused her to get aroused all over again. "Ha! Well fuck! What do you want? My mouth?"
"That'll do nicely." She patted his back as if telling him to move on with it.
Sanemi huffed, in too much of a good high to pretend to be annoyed. "Come on." He guided her towards where their clothing was still sitting nice and dry. The water level lowered as they got closer towards the familiar flat, smooth rocks. He took Giyuu's hand, guiding her to the stone and gesturing for her to lay down, which she did eagerly, parting her legs quickly. Sanemi truly wished it was daytime to see how her pussy was looking after that pounding… Nevertheless he got comfortable between her thighs, Giyuu didn't hesitate to take a fist full of his short hair, tugging his face to her cunt. "Impatient." He mocked before flattening his tongue and taking a long lap between her wet folds and to her swollen clit.
Giyuu tilted her head back, closing her eyes as she sighed out blissfully. The pace was far slower than the rapid sex they just had, she had a rather strong theory she'll want to sleep immediately after cuming on his mouth. "Haa… You're really good with y—your mouth." Giyuu praised him, legs twitching as she felt the build up crawling back up her spine. She inhaled deeply as he hummed against her to agree with the statement. "Won't— it won't be long, promise, I promise." Her breathing steadily began to pick up. "Ohh— ha…" Her walls clenched, they ached satisfyingly from the rough treatment she was given moments ago. A long moan escaped her mouth, she inhaled slowly, filling her chest. Her muscles began to tense. "Almost— k-keep going!"
Like any devoted partner, Sanemi listened to her pleas, tongue continuing to lap and play with her clit, he'd finger her but decided her poor pussy needed a break. "Hmph—!" He was a bit surprised when her strong thighs wrapped around his neck tighter, trembling as Giyuu arched her back, aggressively humping his face!
"Yes, yes, yes—!" Giyuu chanted, riding wave after wave of her orgasm on Sanemi's face. An entire body tremor took over her as she panted loudly, feeling her empty cunt throbbing and body dropping it's remaining tension, melting down against the smooth rock. "Fuck…" Giyuu panted, gently reaching down and running her dull nails along Sanemi's scalp in a silent apology in pulling his hair so tightly. She gasped softly as Sanemi began kissing up her body till he reached her neck, leaving another love mark.
"So fucking beautiful." He groaned, knowing if he wasn't in the recovery period his cock would be getting hard all over again. She scoffed gently, closing her eyes and draping her arm over her eyes. Sanemi felt her body weight begin to drop. "Hey, don't sleep here."
She groaned, "Why..? You already proved that you can lift me without a problem." A teasing smile lifted on her lips. "I don't see how carrying me to bed would be much of a problem if I just nap here."
Sanemi rolled his eyes dismissively, huffing. "You're so annoying." He lifted himself up slightly with his hands, gazing down at her. "You're lucky I fucking love you so much…" With that, he leaned back down to press a longing kiss to Giyuu's lips.
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"Caw!"
Sanemi raised his head from his resting spot under the shaded veranda; the heat wave still interfering with their training. He placed his canteen down as he raised his opposite arm for the Kasugai crow to land on. Sanemi was quick to identify it as a common Kasugai crow, not truly assigned to anyone. Taking the note tied to its delicate foot, Sanemi lowered the bird. Cupping one hand, he poured water in his palm, creating a makeshift bowl for the crow to drink from. Which it did happily. Once its thirst was quenched, the bird continued to stay next to him in the shade to cool down its hot, black feathers. Sanemi watched the crow get comfortable as he unfolded the note.
"…" Sanemi's eyes narrowed as he read the letter addressed to him.
'Shinazugawa,
I had heard of your conflict with that wench Tomioka and that she is now back to training at the Water Estate. I am very glad you took my advice from my last letter. I was concerned since you did not reply that perhaps you did not take it. Nevertheless, I am glad your fling with that disgusting woman is finally over. I look forward to our normally scheduled sparring with Tokito.
-Iguro'
The paper was trembling, threatening to tear in Sanemi's shaking fists as he read the insulting letter over and over. His teeth were gritted together, each time he re-read it in hopes he was just misunderstanding it. But he wasn't. "What the fuck?!" Sanemi shouted, abruptly standing with his nose still in the letter, multiple people snapped their attention towards him, though he couldn't be bothered to care. Sanemi was fuming, how dare he insinuate that they had separated. He and Giyuu have been doing fantastic, last time he checked. Which was this very morning when they woke up in each other's arms despite the heat. They ate together, sparred together, bathed together and slept together every damn day. They had even gotten engaged, and yet Iguro dared to not only insult the woman he loved, but insinuate that their relationship would end over a single argument.
One more line from his note continued to bother him. '-advice from my last letter.' His last letter?
Sanemi whipped around, aggressively rushing through the threshold of the open screen door towards his sleeping quarters. That bastard sent him a damn letter he never read! Slamming open the door, Sanemi rushed in, zoning in on the closet that remained practically empty; normally just used as storage for the linen to his futon. It was also where he tended to throw things he lacked the patience to put away properly. He was certain that was where he crumpled up Iguro's last letter that he never opened.
He slammed the thin doors open, pushed away folded blankets and sheets, and there it was. Sanemi cursed as he snatched the crumpled letter, tore it open, and pulled out the note, bringing it up to his face. He had to force himself to slow down and actually make out the characters on the sheet. The hand writing was done in a far more aggressive and sloppy manner than the recent one.
'LEAVE HER!'
Those were the very first bold characters written out. It made his blood boil just at the suggestion. The letter unfortunately continued.
'Tomioka is the most disrespectful pig I have ever met! She was nothing but a bother while at my estate! A forgetful moron as well! Do yourself a favor and find yourself a real woman, not some ugly floozy like her!'
Red.
Sanemi was seeing red as he clutched the letter, reading it over repeatedly, making sure he was in fact reading it correctly, it was all characters he had definitely read and knew well enough. Sanemi screamed as he began shredding the paper in small pieces before stomping over to the blank sheets of paper he had solely for his and Giyuu's reports to their master. Grabbing a brush— Sanemi quickly dropped it, knowing he was too heated to hold the brush without breaking it. Growling loudly, he paced the room angrily before marching towards the open window and shouting. "Sorai!" He called, bringing his fingers to his mouth, emitting a high whistle. It took seconds before he heard Sorai's wings flapping and swiftly cawing as he landed on the window perch. "I need you to deliver a message." Sanemi gritted his teeth, glancing back to the torn paper on the floor.
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"Caw!"
Iguro glanced up at the quick flying Kasugai crow, it flew in a tight circle above him before landing. Iguro was pleased recognizing the bird as Sorai. As he approached, he knitted his brows as there was no letter tied to his leg, he scanned the rest of his body yet didn't see one. Had it dislodged and fallen somewhere?
"Message for Iguro!" Sorai spoke in his scratchy voice, that seemed to click something in Iguro's mind. He had forgotten the Wind Pillar wasn't a fan of writing and normally avoided it unless it was to report to their master.
"Go on." Iguro nodded, ready for the verbal response. As Sorai raised his head, Iguro couldn't help but think the bird looked rather angry… its feathers were puffed out.
"Fuck you!" The crow shouted.
"Eh?!" Iguro stared dumbfoundedly at the fowl. Why had it just swore at him?!
"Fuck you!" Sorai replied loudly once more, seeming more confident in its delivery. "How dare you insult her like you did in that shitty letter! I'll personally cut out your tongue and shove it down your throat if you ever speak about her like that again!" The crow flapped his wings as if he shared the fury of the message he was sent to relay. "Giyuu isn't going anywhere! She is staying by my side! And fuck off, I'm not going to your stupid sparring!" Sorai seemed to be finished as he made a clicking sound, as if mocking his owner's mannerisms when annoyed. Puffing out his feathers once more, Sorai turned up his beak in a disrespectful manner before taking off into the air.
Iguro could feel his eye twitching with aggravation, felt veins popping under his skin as he clenched his teeth. "That moron!"