"Under the Sakura Tree"
by arashi, sakurazukamori@interia.pl
All characters belong to Clamp
Warnings: NC-17 (Yes, I did it! My first NC-17 fic! Kamui/Seishirou!
Wohoo! *Sniff* I'm so proud.
I'm sitting in front of my computer; drinking martini with lemon and
ice and hentai thoughts. La la la la la! Oops, too much martini.
chapter three: Conclusion
I was laying on my back. The bed was so soft. White silken covers
touched my skin. It was like laying on the cloud. He was kneeling
over me and kissing my torso. His hands were wandering, exploring my
body. I've never thought that the touch of The Sakurazukamori could
be so pleasant. He surely knew WHERE to touch and HOW to touch. Not
like Fuuma. It was so different. Fuuma's touch was different than
his. Not unpleasant, just different.
I couldn't think straight. This sensation was taking me over. He
gathered my hardening manhood into his palms and caressed it with
gentle strokes. I arched my back and moaned.
"Sakurazuka-san!..." I screamed. It was strange to scream his surname
instead of his name. It was an impulse. I have never use his name.
For me he was The Sakurazukamori, the assassin and the Dragon of
Earth but never Seishirou. He chuckled and removed his hand.
"What's with all this formalities? Don't you think that it would be
better to use my name?" he said kissing my abdomen
He had right. But it was still strange for me to use his name.
Seishirou. I nodded.
"Hai...Seishirou...san" I tried to left that damned "-san" but I
couldn't. It came out of me just like that. Subaru calls him that. He
chuckled again and leaned his mouth to my growing erection. And
licked at it. I moaned. He began to suck and lick my manhood. Oh,
God. I couldn't describe what I was feeling this moment. I only
remember his hot mouth around my cock. My hands landed in his hair
stroking them and urging him to do it faster. And so he did, sending
me straight to heaven.
"Sei..." I groaned and came into his waiting mouth. He withdrew and
swallowed everything.
"Mmm. You are delicious." he said and reached to pocket in his suit.
He got out an ofuda. What did he want to do with an ofuda? He
pronounced some kind of spell and the black ofuda turned into... a
tube of lube? I raised an eyebrow.
"You can turn an ofuda into this? I thought that ofudas are used to
create a shikigami." I said very surprised
"I'm a very talented onmyouji." he smiled clearly enjoyed by this
situation, "Now turn around and lay on your stomach." he said in
almost demanded voice. I did what he said. I put my arms under my
chin. It was more comfortable that way and turned my head to watch
him. I saw him putting the lubricant onto his palms. I didn't wait
long till I felt one slick finger slipping into my hole, stretching
me. Soon another two fingers joined the first one. When I was
stretched and lubricated enough he brought me to the kneeling
position. His hands rested on my hips.
"Be ready." he said and drove into me with one thrust. And it hurt.
He definitely didn't belong to those 'small built men', if you know
what I mean. He was huge and he was buried deep in me. I couldn't
stop moaning and screaming as he moved inside of me.
"God, you're so tight." he said accelerating his moves and breath.
He was careful not to hurt me much. At least I thought that. I was
clutched at the sheets and I almost torn them holding so tightly that
my hands started to hurt.
"Seishirou-san!"
I screamed his name again and again. I felt his rapid breath on my
back, which caused me to shiver from sensation. He was whispering my
name into my ear, flicking his tongue in and biting it. I turned my
head to his and we shared a passionate kiss. With each thrust he was
moving faster and harder. I was reaching the limit. He was fucking me
so hard that I couldn't think anything except of the pending release.
"Sei..." I managed to say only that when I came, it was more like a
whimper. He came after few more thrusts spilling his warm, thick seed
inside of my body. I groaned and so did he. I collapsed on the bed
and he pulled out of me. I was lying on my back again and he was
still on top of me. Our eyes met and he smiled.
"Quite exhausting, wasn't it?" he spoke lying himself next to me and
playing with my hair "Soft." he continued "Just like Subaru's." he
kissed my hair "You know that you remind me of Subaru?"
"Really?" I asked, I wondered what was the resemblance between Subaru
and me. He understood my pain because we had similar experiences.
That's all. In what else I was similar to Subaru?
"Yes," he was still playing with my hair "Subaru also was screaming
so delightfully while I fucked him."
"Bastard." well, I didn't see that coming, he was one fucking
bastard. He continued to speak "If you only could hear how he begged
for me to fuck him harder, how he screamed and moaned for more..."
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" I shouted, it was enough for me to hear.
Heartless, cold-blooded murderer. We were still in his maboroshi, the
last time I couldn't break it alone. So I had to wait for him to do
it.
"You don't deserve Subaru. You've destroyed him completely. And..." I
screamed but he covered my mouth with his hand
"Shsh." he leaned over me "You should be getting back."
I was angry. At myself, at him, at the whole world. He had right I
should be getting back. I stood up and gathered my clothing. He also
dressed himself. The maboroshi disappeared. Maybe it was mistake to
sleep with him, but I didn't regret that. Even when he said,
"I have enjoyed myself this afternoon. We should do this again
sometimes. It was very amusing to have you like that. Fuuma was right
calling you his favorite whore. Now I know why. You are indeed a
wonderful toy to play with, Kamui."
A toy. I was nothing but a toy to both of them. Nothing more. I knew
that already, but every time I heard that it hurt the same.
"Have a nice day, Kamui-kun."
I bowed and went home.
OWARI
AN: Wait, I must turn off my evil mode. Ok, ready. So, like it, hate
it? Email me, please. I need sleep. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
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