Chronicles of the West

Chapter Fifty Seven

Toga and Taisha were within sight of the border between the north and the west. They'd not hurried, carefully scouting as they went and had encountered no trouble. It was quiet, too quiet. They decided to land the oni horses and allow them to water and rest a bit.

"Isn't it odd?" Taisha asked him. Toga looked over at her, "That we haven't been attacked?" he asked. They'd purposely set out alone without armed escort. Hoping to draw out their enemy. Taisha nodded, green eyes roving over the forest as her youki flared outwards.

Her powerful signature flashing for miles. Like a beacon. She'd decided that if they could capture one of these enemies that they might find out more than they already knew. Taisha was a firm believer in the use of intelligence. Like her father.

Toga sniffed the air, "Won't have to wait much longer, something is coming" he said then. Taisha had already unsheathed her blade. She'd felt it too. It seemed to come from nowhere and golden eyes narrowed. This was trademark of Alastair.

He expected something monstrous, something like before. That, however was not what he got. A flash of silver landed before them. Toga's eyes narrowed, this thing…was different. Above all, it's long silver hair gave him pause.

Steely eyes locked with his. "My enemy" the creation whispered. This one was far from pitiful or monstrous. Alastair was definitely getting better at putting them together. This one was not mindless in pain either. Was there reason behind it?

"Who are you?" Toga asked. The silver being, stretched his wings to the sun, "No one. Not anymore" it whispered. Taisha stepped forward, "You are the kitsune" she said and his eyes moved to her. "Changed that much have I?" he asked. She blinked.

"What has he done to you?" she asked. Those cold eyes seemed to flicker at her words. The child within wanting the warmth of her protection. It was too late for that however. "I have not come to talk. Fight me" he said.

Toga growled and readied himself. Taisha dropped her hand on his arm, "Toga wait. Can you feel it?" she asked softly. Toga did. The internal struggle of the original form trying to rule it's corrupted body. He did not wish to fight, anymore than he'd wanted to be altered in such a way.

"Don't fight him" she said to her brother. Toga looped an arm around her as he leapt backwards and out of the reach of the being's blade. "How the hell am I suppose to avoid that?" he wanted to know. Taisha pushed ahead, "Tell me your name?" she asked. Gray eyes narrowed and looked uneasy, "A……Amari" it said, the voice that of a child.

Pain engulfed him then and he fought her, his movements swift and smooth. Taisha forced to defend against him. "I can help you" she told him. He snarled at her, "No. It is done!". Her heart ached for him but he was a threat now and must be dealt with.

She struck at him, her blade hitting his side but leaving only a bloodied slice. Nothing crucial had been hit. He spun, much faster than she'd expected and landed a blow on her, his claws striking her cheek. She swung hard and his breath was forced from him in a great whoosh.

Toga lunged but Amari held up his hand, "I have what I came for", then his leathery wings spread and the air rushed around him as he beat them. Lifting himself from their reach. Toga made to go after him but he was gone. Taisha stood serene in the aftermath. " I wonder what he meant by that?" she asked. Toga's eyes were still narrowed at the sky. "Materials" he muttered. His eyes moved back to his sister, and he strode to her side.

With gentle fingers he turned her face to look at her bleeding face. "It's nothing" she told him. He grunted and slowly lapped at the wound, sealing the injury and cleaning the blood from her pale cheek. "Need to be more careful" he admonished quietly.

Her eyes moved from him to the sky, "He was only a boy" she said sadly. Toga tucked her hair behind her ear. "Was Taisha. There is no help for him now…..save death". She sheathed her blade and went to collect the mounts. Toga was most likely right, however she wanted to believe that something might be done for him.

Her eyes narrowed in thought. Had what he came for. That was what he'd said. What was that? Toga had said materials. Lifting a hand to her healing cheek she pondered that. Blood, flesh, hers. Was that what he had come for? Mounting she looked over at Toga. At his nod they took to the air, there would be no further delays.

-----------------------------------------~

Ryu stared down at Silvana, her hair a riotous mass of snow white curls. Her eyes were soft and amorous as she met his gaze. They were naked, tangled in the silken sheet of Ryu's bed. His mouth descended to hers, her lips parting for him at once.

Ryu drank deeply of her, his tongue massaging her own, with growing hunger. He nipped her lower lip lightly as she grazed his top one. He nosed her head to one side, working his way down her jaw to her soft throat, peppering the flesh with scalding kisses.

She moaned as he suckled lightly on the spot he would mark her. That would come later though. Her arm twined around his neck, her other sliding across his toned back. Her claws dragging with just enough pressure to leave reddened marks behind.

Ryu growled low against her flesh. Her scent spike around him and he let himself breathe it in deeply. By morning, his scent would linger over her, showing his intent to the world. He wished that he could take her, but he was determined to be what she deserved.

His fanged kisses covered her fluted collarbone, and one hand trailed down her side, to catch at her ribs. Strong fingers splayed over the skin he found there. Slowly it slid upward and brushed over her straining breast. His lips trailed over her opposite shoulder as his mouth found the other peak.

Silvana arched against him as his hot mouth pulled one rosy peak against the roof of his mouth. His fangs pressed deeply enough to leave slightly bruising. Her hands found their way to his beautiful hair. Ryu worked on her chest, switching between peaks as he did.

His hand slid over the soft swell of her stomach, his claws caressing the place where he would plant his pups. His mouth followed soon after, and he inched his way with nipping kisses to the crown of snowy curls.

Her scent was strong and sweet to his nose and he delighted in it. His own body responding to hers. Knowing it to belong to him. His fingers found the dampness of her passion, the slickness allowing his fingers to slide easily to the small jewel hidden among her folds.

Silvana's head fell back and she cried out softly as he stroked it. He smirked against her inner thigh where his face was pillowed. He watched her body respond to his touches. Every stroke drawing out a little more of her juices. Her flesh dewy and glistening.

He had to have it. He kissed her thigh and then parted her legs wider and wedged his shoulders between them. Her thighs pillowed on his shoulders, he lapped at her. One hand splayed across her hip to hold her down as he assaulted her, one stroked her thigh as it tensed on his shoulder.

She was like honeyed almonds. Sweet, slightly salty, utterly woman. His tongue flickered over the pearl and then circled down to her entrance. Her hands moved to his ears as she panted and moaned. Ryu rumbled against her as her fingers caressed and stroked his tender ears.

He slipped his tongue inside of her, a little more with each pass. Massaging her inner walls and exciting them. The smooth sweeps bringing her incredible pleasure. "Ahhh, Ryu……" she whimpered into the failing light. Knowing what she wanted, what she needed, his fingers returned to press on her jewel and then stroke it in soft circles as he mimicked the act of mating.

Silvana was lost and she accepted that fact, her body straining upwards, her thighs tensing around his head. "Ryu….I……..oh gods…..I" she panted. He withdrew his tongue long enough to mutter at her, "Let go woman!". Then he was on her again and she splintered in his arms, her cry rising around them.

Ryu lapped at her to clean her of fluids. Then pressed a soft kiss to her curls once more. She was panting and quaking and he was quite pleased with himself. He crawled up her body to rest atop her, his length pressing against her thigh and it took all her discipline not to wiggle to bring it to her.

She slowly opened her eyes to him and smiled, "As I recall in order for your scent to linger…" she whispered. Ryu let her push him onto his back and growled when she pressed herself to him, her lips sealing over his, tasting herself on his lips and tongue.

Silvana eyed the erection that was Ryu. Hard and heavy, hot with blood. "You must be in pain" she whispered to him. Ryu grunted, "I'll live". She smiled and kissed her way down the flat of his stomach. Ryu's claws dug into the bedding as her breath wafted over his length, a teasing touch. He shut his eyes and growled softly, the sound cutting off to a strangled moan as her lips closed over him.

Her hands caressed what she could not take into her mouth and her head bobbed softly. She nibbled along the sides of his length and swirled her tongue over his tip. His hips lifted slightly to meet her. His hand moved to her head, stroking her soft hair as she loved him.

He watched through half lidded eyes as her lips pursed and stretched in her movements. She was slowly taking more and more of him into her mouth. Looking so pale and pristine. So innocently clean, with a mouth like that. He groaned as the firewave rose up and over him. It was almost there.

Silvana exhaled and readied herself as she sank onto him fully. Ryu's eyes shot open as he touched the back of her throat. "Silvana……ugn…..so good…..feels so good" he panted to her. She gently squeezed his sac as she began to swallow, feeling the head grow slightly larger in her mouth.

Ryu came a moment later, the fluttering of her throat muscles and the hot wetness of her mouth too much for him to bear. She growled letting the vibration travel along his shaft as his hot seed spattered against the back of her throat.

She pulled away from him slightly to allow the last few jets of his essence to land across her tongue. She swallowed it all, before going back and licking his twitching flesh. Ryu layed weakly against the bedding, his body being taken over by sweet lassitude.

"C'mere" he said softly, his tone warm and gruff. She crawled to lean over him. His arms shot up to wrap around her. He pulled her flush against his chest and rolled them to the side. He pressed a kiss to her brow and then sought her lips, catching the taste of himself there. He inhaled deeply, catching his scent on her…. On a deeper level. That was a good thing.

He pressed a kiss to the band on her finger and then nosed his way into her hair, and settled down to sleep. He curled his body around hers, relishing the feel of her softness against him. Who the hell cared if the sun was barely setting?