Bankotsu's Harem

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9. Suikotsu’s slip up

Ayame and Sango had been forced to kneel on the edge of the grassy training grounds. A high fence could been seen that more than likely bordered the entire town, it was made of logs the width of one of the girl’s thigh’s and stood 10 feet tall with the tops sharpened to points. On the grounds Suikotsu faced off against Jakotsu. Jakotsu used a regular sword and not his serpent sword for this particular sparring match, while Suikotsu used both of his iron claws.

Ayame had been ordered to attend to Jakotsu, while Sango had been ordered to attend Suikotsu. The girls watched as the men squared off for battle. These two had been at it for hours now, and the sun beat down mercilessly. Sango shifted where she sat, sweat clung to her body, just sitting here idle. That was nothing compared to the men, both had removed the upper half of their robes earlier, allowing them to hang behind them. Muscles bulged, and bronzed male skin gleamed in the afternoon light. Each man seemed to be enjoying himself immensely, grinning wickedly at each other as they slashed and dodged, lunged and feigned. Each bled from several small cuts that the other had scored, but neither seemed to mind, too caught up in the thrill of a good fight.

Ayame had quickly grown bored with the fight, her interest had been sparked when they had taken their shirts off, for a few moments, but she quickly grew bored again, but at least this was better than some of the other things she had been forced to endure. She stared off into space above where the two fought, at first she had hoped that one of them would kill the other, but had soon realized that this would not happen today. She pictured killing both of them, and escaping, but knew she would not make it more than a small distance before being caught again, and tortured, or maybe killed, and quickly discarded the idea, and so she sat, and waited. She had been given her orders earlier, she was to assist Jakotsu in any way he told her. She hoped that since he detested women, that he would tell her to go and sit while he took care of himself.

Sango however was caught up in the battle, she watched on baited breath. Being a warrior, she would like to test her skills against either opponent, both of them being quite good. To her, watching them, they were like dancers, in this dangerous dance, and both performed beautifully. She understood the grins they wore on their face, she had worn a similar grin on more than one occasion. It was a grin of pure enjoyment, being able to test your skill, while knowing that you were never truly in mortal danger. It was knowing that you were evenly matched, and trying to get the upper hand. When they had taken their shirts off, Sango had to stifle a sigh of longing. She didn’t fully understand what she longed for, but the raw beauty of the male form before her, caused her stomach to do somersaults, and she felt herself growing damp in her nether regions, much like she had felt on a few occasions when Miroku had groped her, it was then that she realized, ‘I am feeling sexual desire.’ As the battle raged on, she tried to control her breathing which had sped up, and had hitched in her throat a few times.

The men finally called it quits, throwing an arm over his comrade’s shoulder, Suikotsu walked with him over to the girls. The red haired girl looked up at them in fear, but the dark-haired one, Sango, averted her face. He could see her erect nipples poking through the thin fabric she wore. Ah, and she was his for now, Suikotsu let out a lazin. in.

Jakotsu ordered Ayame to her feet, and she trailed behind him, as they headed off. Suikotsu returned his gaze to the woman before him, and stood there contemplating her for a moment.

Sango tried not to squirm under his close scrutiny; she looked anywhere but at him. Glancing down at herself, to see what he was looking at, her eyes widened in horror as she noticed her rock-hard nipples standing out plain as day. She felt her face flame and she let out a small moan of shame. Suikotsu chuckled, and ordered her to stand. Sango quickly scooped up the items she had been given, and rose as gracefully as possible. As she took up her position behind him, he spoke, “No, you walk in front.” Sango looked up, bewildered by the command, but quickly averted her gaze, lest she look him in the eye. “It is too warm a day for the warm water of the bath house, I want to bathe in the stream.”

She led the way, only to be stopped after 2 paces by his hand on her waist. Sango paused, unsure what to do, and felt her breath hitch in her throat again, at his warm touch. She felt him tugging her skirt higup oup on her waist, so he would have a better view of her thighs and a hint of her posterior as she walked. ‘Oh, god, I can’t walk in front of him like this, knowing he is looking at my butt,’ she thought.

He playfully slapped her on the ass, which surprised her into walking forward. Suikotsu could feel himself hardening at the prospect of this delectable girl naked in the stream with him, bathing him. He watched the gentle sway of her hips as she walked, and the tantalizing hints of her well muscled buttocks.

It was quite a walk from the training grounds to the stream, and in this time, Sango not only got over her embarrassment, but also realized that he had noticed she was aroused by him, and had in return wanted to see more of her body. She at first wasn’t sure how to deal with this new-found knowledge, unconsciously swaying her hips more seductively as she walked, and decided to tuck it away for later examination, for right now, they had reached the water’s edge. Suikotsu directed her to a spot further down stream, where the bushes acted as a screen, giving them more seclusion.

Suikotsu told her to strip and wade out into the water, which Sango did quickly. The cool water felt refreshing after sitting for so long in the hot sun, but did nothing to cool the passion she now felt. She turned toward him, and her eyes lingered over him, as he slipped his robe from his waist, allowing it to drop to the ground. Her eyes roved his naked form, and she was pleased with what she saw. The hard planes of his musculature, bulging and rippling as he moved, his manhood stood proudly at attention, and when Sango would have thought she would be shy, she was not. She wanted him in the water with her, so she could run her hands over his beautiful form.

She dipped the washing cloth into the water and lifted it expectantly; he took the hint, and waded into the cool water, towering over her. She began to wash him brusquely, leaving no part of him untouched. When she brought the cloth to his genitals, she hesitated slightly, when her brother had been younger, she had been wrestling with him, and had accidentally hurt him there, she had felt so bad. Her father had later explained to her that this was a very sensitive place for boys and men, and she should be more careful. Sango didn’t know how sensitive of an area this was, and didn’t want to hurt Suikotsu, and so very gentleanleansed him there, when he let out a low groan, Sango felt fear rush through her. Quickly she pulled her hands away, and looked at his face. His hand snaked out, and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand back to him. Fascinated, she dropped the cloth, and caressed him there. His member leapt under her touch, and she grew braver when he groaned again.

Taking him in a firm grip, she ran her hand up his length and back down again. His hand covered hers, and he showed her to move her hand rhythmically up and down his length. Sango did this, and his hips jerked forward as she continued to pleasure him. She bit her lip, and suppressed a small moan of her own, seeing the pleasure she was causing him. His eyes riveted to hers, and he picked her up, carrying her to the shore line. Knowing he should not do this, he could not help himself; she was too prime for the taking.

His mouth found her sensitive nipple, and she let out a moan of pure pleasure. She reached for him again, but he brushed her hand aside, as he suckled at her breast. She tangled her fingers in his wild hair, and arched her chest, allowing him better access to her. He ran a hand along her ribcage, and down to the gentle flare of her hips. His fingers trailed almost to her knee, painfully slow, and back up the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. His fingers grazed her curls, as he traced down her other thigh, and back up again. By the time he made it back to her curls, she had parted her legs further. He traced a finger along the concave of where her inner thigh met her body, eliciting moans of pleasure from her. He skipped over the most pleasurable spot, and teased at the other side, making his way slowly, slowly closer.

By the time he actually touched her most sensitive of all places, Sango thought she would loose her mind. She bucked her hips a good 6 inches up into the air, and he covered her mouth with his, to stifle her cry. She cried into his mouth as he continued his assault on her clit, and took her to the edge, and then over. She stiffened next to him, arching her back off the ground as pleasure poured through her being. When his hand stilled and fell to her thigh, she shuddered, and looked up at him, smiling shyly. He smiled back, and kissed her lightly on the mouth, as she let out another small shudder, the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through her body.

He allowed her only a moments respite before he began his sensual assault on her body again. He quickly had her howling into his mouth, and he covered her body with his. She grabbed at him madly, pulling him close, and wrapping her legs around his waist. He entered her hot little sheath in one quick thrust, and she tensed slightly as he broke through her barrier, but she was the one to start moving under him, urging him to move.

He began riding her, his pubic hair brushing her already sensitized nub, causing her to buck wildly beneath him. He quickly lost his control, as the little hellcat writhed and moaned beneath him, and began thrusting quick and hard into her, she urged him on, and before he knew it, they were both tensing as they peaked together. Suikotsu felt lights explode in his head, in an aurora borealis of colors played behind his closed lids. He could feel the slight sting of cuts on his back where she had scratched him when she found her second orgasm.

The reality of what he had just done sunk in; he had taken what was intended for his leader. This woman was not his to use as he pleased, he needed to ask permission. When Bankotsu found out, there would be hell to pay. He smiled gently down at her, and carried her out into the water, washing her, as he tried to clear the worry from his mind. She was like putty in his hands, her muscles so relaxed, she clung to him, not wanting to let him go. He didn’t want to let her go either, and he kissed her again, and her arms snaked around his neck.

Sango was deliriously happy. She had experimented with herself, and reached orgasm while she was alone, but never had she expected that it would be this different with a man. She felt complete, and she was content, while he bathed her in the stream, just to be near him. Never once did the thought that what they had just done was not right cross her mind. It had felt too good not to be right.

After they had bathed, he told her to get dressed, which she did quickly, and helped him finish dressing himself with worshipful hands. She followed behind him demurely as he led her back to her cage, and didn’t protest when he locked her in, just watched his retreating form, and once he was out of sight, she lay back on her bed of hay, and thought about what they had just done, a happy smile on her face.

Suikotsu realized that he would just have to come clean and tell his brother what he had done. Hopefully the consequences would not be too great.

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A/N - I hope you enjoyed the lusty little Sango scene, but you didn't know she was such a tramp? lol. Suikotsu may be in big trouble with Bankotsu, I haven't decided yet, but that was not his to take, so I have a feeling he will end up having some form of punishment. Uh, oh, just came up with a REAgoodgood idea, back to writing... As always, please review, if you do, you will make me a very happy author! Huggles