"There had been victims to that sudden but short enemy incursion. A guard had been tortured and killed, as well as a commoner who was found by the palace's surroundings. A whole family was held hostage, tied by a multitude of demonic plants as the two invaders raided their house, maybe searching for treasures, documents or maps."

Hikaru drank the rest of sake in his cup, reaching out for the bottle, pouring himself more, as he continued.

Yomi agreed. He could feel all the intensity of the youko's feelings and the pain his memories caused him, It reached him, like a vibration, like a soft underlying energy which spread forth, forming Hikaru's very characteristic you-ki signature. That fox had sorrow deeply imprinted on him.

"What were you after, Hikaru?"

The grey youko breathed deeply. For a moment he did not know what to answer.

"I wondered if what I had started to feel was really love. I only know I was compelled to go to Hayashi, and be with him; I could not deny my desire any longer...  Perhaps all the annoyances I had been through that evening, made my disposition change radically. For the first time I felt there was something worth to be fought for..."

"You must be feeling extremely dejected after all those incidents with your fiancee and your brother."

"I was feeling abandoned, betrayed by the whole world. I had realized I did not love my fiancee, nor did she love me. I perceived My own brother was my worst enemy, and I felt the danger, as my whole city was under severe menace. I did not know what to do, or where to go."

Yomi smiled. He knew that helplessness feeling himself. Hikaru had suddendly felt as if the ground had escaped his feet, as everything he took for granted had slowly began to succumb. Yomi felt the same after he had been attacked and blinded.

"Both of us needed to suffer a shock, a total disruption, in order to be able to face a new reality. You and me, we have lived lies. Waking up to reality was not easy, I assume..."

"No... I was not sure of anything any longer. The sole certainty I possessed is that all my doubts started to plague me after I had met Hayashi."

"Poor youko... You wanted to blame him for everything?"

"No, King Yomi. More likely I wanted to thank him for setting me free."

Yomi drank the sake in his cup completely. He poured both of them another dose. The game seemed forgotten for a while, when they faced each other, in quiet contemplation.  When Yomi passed Hikaru the cup, and the tip of their fingers touched, for no more than a brief instant.

The youko stared deeply at his oponent's shut eyes.

"Your eyes... I wonder what they were like..." The youko asked. But then, a second later, he seemed repented for being so bold, and tried to start a shy, murmured excuse.

Yomi did not let him finish his request for remission.

"My eyes were exactly like my son's." Yomi informed, calmly.

"You must have been incredibily handsome then..."

Yomi's lips showed a mischievous half smile.

"Do you mean I am not handsome any more?"

The youko lost all the color of his face. He grew dead-pale, and he froze, affected by an extreme discomfiture. Yomi even notice the cup oscilate in his fingers, as he almost dropped it over the game board.

Yomi rejoiced inside. Hikaru was so naive... So beautiful.. He could barely believe it was a youko he had before him... But yet, under that shy appearance, that fox concealed such fury... It was like silk enveloping a flame...  Or a beautiful flower whose petals concealed a an angered wasp... Soft snow hiding a sharp katana blade... Even with his blindness, he needed images to be able to comprehend the beautiful singularity of that youko's feelings and frame of mind.  He grew more and more interested in Hikaru's story and peculiarities as that long but entertaining game passed...

"I am extremely sorry. Please, King Yomi-Sama, forgive me... It must be the sake, I usually can hold my liquor pretty well, but I may need to take further lessons about holding my tongue. Forgive me for my impertinence..."

Yomi could not avoid a laughter. But he added an appeasing gesture, not to startle Hikaru; that fox seemed to be very sensitive to scorn.

"I assume you do think I am handsome, then..."

Hikaru waved his head in agreement.

"I'm glad to know that... I am the one to be forgiven, Hikaru. I was just teasing you... Please, go on with your delightful story... I understand you felt Hayashi might somehow soothe the anxiety which had invaded your demon soul. Am I correct?"

Hikaru agreed again, very quietly.

"Yes, King Yomi. I imagined that by confronting him I would at last grasp the answers by myself."

"I understand."

"And I had to see him; I missed him badly after three days..."

Yomi let go of his smile. His face was serious, yet it showed much tenderness. He bowed forward, to be closer to Hikaru.

"Did it happen then? Was it the moment when you made love?"

The youko smiled for an instant. A smiled which carried joy and bitterness at the same time. He lowered his eyes then.

"Yes. We made love..."

Yomi's lips parted as he moaned a delighted, entranced response.

"It must have been beautiful..."

Hikaru nodded softly. He would not face Yomi, a little embarrassed of his confession. But his voice did not hesitate; on the contrary, his voice grew in sweetness as he continued.

"It was the richest, the most pleasurable experience of my whole life. I cannot let go, I cannot forget a single instant of all that took place between us inside the cold walls of that dungeon cell..."

Yomi reached forward. His hand covered the smaller one Hikaru laid on the edge of the table. He caressed his hand, softly.

Hikaru looked up at the King. Yomi smiled to him; a smile of encouragement and sympathy. It was the true smile of a friend.

"Share it with me, yes?" Yomi requested. His deep, virile voice had been turned  into a husky, sexy murmur.

Hikaru let the cup atop the table. Then he covered Yomi's hand with his other hand, sensing his skin, the warmth it generated and the vibration of  you-ki which flowed around him, like an undeniable aura of power...

Yomi's hand was not the hand of a warrior. It was big and broad, but also slender and soft, surprising in its warm smoothness. Hikaru squeezed the King's fingers under his touch, reassuring him of his presence and the friendship which was growing fast and deeply between them.

"Yes... I will tell you everything..."
 

His tail moved first, wriggling against the rock wall. Then he moved lazily, yawning, and fumbling in search of a better position, so that the light would not offend his eyes.

Hikaru noticed he was naked; completely naked by them. Hayashi turned to the wall, and as he rolled, Hikaru noticed the tattoos on his back reached down to his right buttock, and even further down along his thigh and leg.

He was so weird... And yet so fascinating...

The Crystal City's heir breathed deeply, recognizing the sour smell. Three days locked in that insalubrious environment had not contributed to make Hayashi more acceptable. But Damn! He was still too appealing! Hikaru still sensed his knees tremble as he stood before that dog-fox.

"Wake up, prisoner! I need answers, and for Inari, I shall get them from you!"

He noticed Hayashi shudder, in a very particular manner, as if he were holding back his laughter.  His tail started to shake in a different rhythm, in a slower, more seductive fashion...

"What do you want to know, gorgeous?" Hayashi asked back, as he softly rolled over again to face Hikaru. He opened a sleazy smile, and parted his legs, keeping one knee bent, as he propped himself on one elbow, showing all of his naked body to the other fox. "The food is horrible, and I could be served a little sake... I'd love a soft, clean futon too... Anyway  I would do it all again only to have you visiting me once in a while."

He was so lascivous... Hikaru kept his features frozen in a stern composure. Only his eyes might give away the excitement he started to feel inside. His blue eyes shone immensely, altered by the emotion. Eyes which Hikaru was struggling hard to deviate from the area between that brown youko's legs... He tried to show no emotion, but his hands trembled, and his eyes moved as he could not avoid appreciating the vigor of Hayashi's slender but strong and well-proportioned body. His phisique was slim, atletic, flexible, and extremely sexy. His every muscle could be seen drawn in his sun tanned, tattooed skin...

Hikaru tried not to look, but he took a glimpse of the other fox's intimacy, when Hayashi closed one hand around his own sex, starting to stroke his lenght in one coarse, but extremely arousing act.

The grey fox blinked and made an effort not to look at the hand which Hayashi rubbed up and down along his own sex...

"Some of your plant weaver friends were found in the city. They came to try to rescue you."

It seemed a game about which of them would give away their emotions first. Hikaru said nothing more, expecting a reaction which Hayashi did not show. The brown fox merely shifted in place, supporting himself on the wall and then getting on his feet.

Hikaru trembled more. The youko's sex was already tumescent, bigger against his dark brown pubic fur. The heir swallowed hard, trying to deny the desire in his conscious mind. But the fact is that his own body responded to the provocation, and a erection started to show in his groin...

Hayashi showed a smile, but Hikaru's face displayed no emotion, but annoyance. He still managed to disguise the allurement Hayashi exerted over him.

"You must tell me everything you know. If you don't speak to me, others will come here to torture and question you. And they will not be compassive like myself."

"I assume you are worried with me then... "

"No." It was an obvious lie. But Hikaru stood firm in his resoluteness.

"Then, why do you mind if others come to torture me or not? Let them come. I will only give answers to the right questions."

Hikaru arched one eyebrow surprised with Hayashi's proposition.

"Will you give me answers if I ask the right questions?"

"I will. I am not a traitor of my people, gorgeous." The brown youko winked one eye then. "And you seem very bright. You must know what is going on; you don't need me to tell you anything..."

Hikaru looked straight at Hayashi. The youko stood right before him, and their eyes met, in a gaze which was filled with unspoken desire.

"Why are you and your friends here?" Hikaru asked, bluntly.

"I don't need to answer that. I'm sure you know the reason pretty well," Hayashi retorted. It was then, for an instant, that he lowered his golden eyes towards the floor, suddenly uneasy with the situation. "I feel guilty for coming here like a villain; mainly after I have met you. I must confess you were always on my mind since we met."

Fire seemed to burn in Hikaru's cheeks as he heard Hayashi's words. He felt nervous for knowing he was also wanted. Nevertheless, the fact of being retributed in his interest let Hikaru more startled yet - It added reality, it added possibility to something which till then belonged merely to the realm of imagination. It was like a wet dream come true...

The grey fox breathed deeply to let go the agitation in his heart. He still succeeded in keeping his hoarse voice under control.

"I suspect there is a strong group of plant weavers around the city, waiting for the right moment to attack. You were sent ahead for terrain recoinassance. They must be interested in our treasures, and in our abilities of transmuting raw materials into precious gems."

Hayashi's smile widened.

"Correct assumption, Blue Eyes. I knew you were a very inteligent fox." Hayashi walked slowly, sensually closer to Hikaru then; they were less than at arm's length one from the other. "You didn't need me to tell you any of this..."

Hikaru still had his eyes focused directly at Hayashi's ones. He would not allow his glance to roam up or down that youko's delightful body. He was afraid he might not resist the intense desire which made him quiver, filling him with an increasing heat...

"I need to know names, numbers, powers..."

The brown youko shook his head calmly.

"I don't like them, but I won't betray my own breed for a bunch of blue-eyed youko who would hang me from the top of their walls after hearing my confession." Hayashi closed his eyes then, for a moment. All that hatred and prejudice disgusted him terribly. "All I can do is warn you that they are very powerful. Please, be careful, gorgeous... I worry about you..."

"I would never order that you be hanged."

Hayashi agreed.

"But I'm afraid you are not the only one to decide..."

It was Hikaru's time to assent. Yes, the brown youko was right. He must abide to his father's will, and even to the city's council.

"But I swear I will do all I can to protect you from injustice, Hayashi. You have my word of honor."

"I believe you. Thank you."

As Hayashi said that, he stepped closer yet to Hikaru, so close that he reached out to touch his hand. Hikaru, much to his own surprise, did not shun the tender gesture off.

The brown youko stroke his hand, and slowly fondled each of his fingers, with much softness.

"You are trembling, gorgeous... Why?'

Hikaru turned his eyes down for one moment. He observed the youko's fingers caressing his hand, and he smiled to himself. He would like Hayashi to keep him in his arms, in a passionate embrace, till all all that dazzling desire which filled him overflowed in a rush of ecstasy...

Was it love?

He faced the brown youko, terribly affected by the closeness between them. It was then, feeling those rough fingers caress his skin, playing with his hand, squeezing his fingers, sensing the sharp tip of his nails, that Hikaru decided he could not run away from his own lust any longer. He must have the answer for all the doubts burdening his sensitive demon heart.

"Hayashi... Please, promise me you will tell me the truth..."

The sleazy but charming fox smiled. He murmured a soft, sweet affirmation.

"What did you do to me? Did you put me under a spell? Why did you kiss me?"

The brown fox let out a soft laughter. His other hand moved up to touch the enticing curve of Hikaru's waist, to make sure he would not pull himself away from him. Then he stared at the grey fox with earnest sweetness. His eyes seemed to smile, as they slowly observed Hikaru's face. His golden eyes fixed intensely on Hikaru's blue ones, as he spoke.

"I heard you in your loneliness. You cried for help; you cried for company..."

Hikaru's face seemed to let the rigid mask he wore slip off his features. For one instant he lost his ceremonious composure. His naivete was finally unveiled. Perplexity altered his eyes when he confronted Hayashi's words.

"I beg your pardon..."

"I am a healer. My sensitivity is very high. I was able to hear the anguished cry for help you kept locked inside your soul; it was what atracted me to you."

The youko's blue eyes were blurred by a sudden flow of tears. That strange fox had managed with those few words touch his heart too deeply... It was so deep it hurt.

Hayashi approached Hikaru closer yet. His arm moved around his waist, while another caressed his arm up to his shoulder.

The grey youko drew Hayashi to him, unashamed of embracing him. Hikaru felt comforted, relieved. Hayashi had been the first, the only youko who had managed to see inside him, and pay attention to who he actually were. Hayashi understood him; he would never try to change his ways, or opress him somehow...

Hayashi leaned his face on Hikaru's as he kept murmuring to him, very softly, as sweetly as possible...

"I healed you, Hikaru. I healed you with a kiss. Now you are cured from your fears and indecisions. I gave you hope, I gave you faith, I gave you confidence... It was all I did with that kiss..."

Hikaru fought against his incoming urge to cry.  He uttered but a faint murmur.

"Did you give me love too?"

Hayashi pulled himself back enough to stare at those long, narrow eyes. A clear tear trailed down Hikaru's face. Hayashi smiled and slipped his tongue along his cheek, licking it dry. Then caressed his soft grey hair.

"Yes. I gave you love too, gorgeous... Do you feel it?"

"Yes... It is all I feel... It is all I want..."

Hayashi kissed his face, then he moved his wet, caressing lips up to his nose, then down along his cheek to his chin and up till he tasted his lips. He took Hikaru's lips with a wild, passionate kiss, making the smaller grey youko squirm and groan loudly within his embrace. Their bodies rubbed, their hands danced in a multitude of caresses, their legs moved one along the other, in a tender but urgent stroke. Excitement rushed violently through their veins, heating up their blood and their bodies...

Hikaru twitched with arousal. He panted, taken by the new, so intense sensations which overwhelmed him.

"Ah.. Hayashi... Stop it... Please..."

The brown youko smiled, parting the kiss. He noticed Hikaru's body wake into full  hardness against his own erection. Hayashi swayed his hips, scrubbing himself onto Hikaru, with amorous insistence.

"I need to make love to you, Blue Eyes..."

Hikaru tried to steal himself from Hayashi's touch, but his lust was so intense it made him weak. He could not break free from the brown fox's arms.

"No... No, I can't..."

Hayashi smiled. How could that beautiful demon say no? His body shivered, his temperature was high,  his breathing had turned into a passionate, desperate panting...

"Oh, gorgeous... Don't lie to me... I know you want it... Your body says you want it so bad..." Hayashi moved his hand down, to caress Hikaru's erection. His fingers squeezed the hard girth over his clothes, and the grey youko shuddered with ecstasy. He growled, and stirred, taken by the lustful sensation.

Hayashi stretched himself enough to make his lips kiss and speak right into Hikaru's furry ear...

"You're hard, you can't deny it..."

A deep, enraptured gasp was heard. Hikaru sobbed, he squirmed, he was shaken by a tingling rush of desire which he could not fight back.  Yet, he still tried to deny his own needs...

"No..." Hikaru protested.

Hayashi smiled to himself. He knew they were vain words. How could Hikaru say no when his fingers clutched so passionately around his shoulders, drawing him near instead of shoving him away?

He nibbled the tip of  Hikaru's delicate, long foxy ears. The younger youko groaned a loud, entranced cry of pleasure.

"Here. Lie with me... Don't be afraid."

Hayashi made Hikaru rest in his arms. He gently guided him down, crouching to lay the other youko across the floor. He pulled the mantle off his shoulders and tossed it away. Hikaru followed his every movement with shiny, yearning blue eyes. He was nervous, but even then he did not resist in the slightest when Hayashi reclined over him. Their mouths touched in another kiss, and they enveloped one another in a  fierce embrace.

Hayashi pulled back. His lips left their kissing ties, but they still held hands, with a desparate touch, as if they could suddenly be pulled apart one from the other. Neither fox wanted to let go; they felt they belonged one to the other now; forever.

A groan left Hikaru's lips when he sensed the hard volume being rubbed along his own erection, in an arousing invitation... The grey fox sighed in, and as he did it, a violent shiver of pleasure hit his body. The other dog-fox's smell was so intense... It was something he could not deny; it was something that screamed out to him all that was indeed happening...

He felt a strong kiss be placed on the curve of his neck. It was a deeply sucking kiss, a biting caress, which made a rush of shock and pleasure slash his interior from the base of his spine all up his back and then to his shoulders...

"Hayashi..."

The brown youko propped himself on an elbow, enough to face Hikaru. The smile had returned to his lips, but it was a different smile. It was a smile which showed compromise, dedication, devotion... His coarse smile and the indecent glint in the corner of his eye had become pure adoration...

"Yes, Hikaru?"

The grey fox deviated his eyes from the other youko's stare for a moment. He looked down, to see their bodies close together, and their legs intertwined. He felt so in peace with himself then... He felt so relaxed... It was as if he had found the key to paradise. Hayashi had shown him the way, and he could never thank him enough.

He brought one hand up to touch Hayashi's ragged ear, caressing the dented scar with the tip of his fingers, very tenderly.

The scarred ear twitched involuntarily under his touch.

"Am I dreaming?"

The smile broadened in the tattooed fox's face. Hayashi became truly luminous whenever he smiled in such a loving way.

"If this is a dream, let's dream together..."

The confidence those golden eyes transmitted was like a sun... It made him warm. It shooed all aprehensions away... Hikaru acquiesced, slowly, while giving Hayashi a shy, but breathtaking little smile. He moved under his new found lover, spreading his knees in one slow draw, and the brown youko slipped into the hot space between his thighs.

"It is my first time with a male..."

Hayashi bent over to kiss Hikaru's brow.

"You don't need to tell me that, gorgeous. I see it in your eyes."

Rough fingers reached to the crystal buttons of his shirt, unfastening them slowly, from the collar down. Hikaru just watched himself being denuded, getting more excited while his skin was revealed. His nakedness touched Hayashi's bare skin, in a smooth, warm contact, and he heaved a deep, pleased sigh...

"What else do you see in my eyes?"

"I see blue flames of love; you're so hot... " The brown youko caressed Hikaru's pale belly then. The youko almost jumped when the lustful shock caused by that tingling caress hit his senses. "You have never been touched and loved the way you deserve..."

Hikaru chuckled softly. It was all so good... So perfect... Hayashi fitted his own body as they were two perfect halves of a loving whole; they both quivered with the need to be one, to be bound by love, by all the kisses, all the caresses they could offer one to the other...

He lifted his body a little, enough to reach Hayashi's lips, and place a playful but sexy slip of the tongue on his smiling lips.

"Show me... Heal me more..." He murmured as he lay back.

His shirt was pulled off, with eager and yet tender pulls of both youko. Then Hikaru started to pant again, deeper, when that youko's fingers wormed down his belly to the front of his trousers...

He unfastened his embroidered belt, and hurled it aside. Then he started to pull off the cords closing his trousers tight. When the ties loosened, Hayashi wasted no time in pulling the trousers down Hikaru's slender, gracefully pale hips.

Hikaru trembled whith excitement when his erection popped into view. Hayashi immediately ran his lips along its lenght, in one long, very wet kiss. The grey youko  needed to resist the urge to come all at once with all his might. He shut his eyes, contracting his whole body, tautening his thighs, his buttocks, his abdomen, using the strenght of his muscles and will to hold it back...

One long drip oozed from the tip of his penis; Hikaru felt he could die when he noticed the warm slow flow of semen which slid down his shaft be wiped dry by a hot, velvet-like stroke of Hayashi's tongue.

His hands clasped against the rocky ground, and he held himself to the paving stones so hard his nails scraped the granite...

The brown youko knew Hikaru was almost on his limit. He eagerly pulled down his trousers, getting them off him. He tugged at his boots and tossed them to the side; they hit the floor wth a loud thump. Then, Hayashi delved his face in between his fox's pale, alabaster-like thighs, to kiss him...

Hikaru twisted, caught in a pleasure so intense which was painful, as he sensed Hayashi's hungry kisses and playful bites and slips of his tongue moving upwards the inner side of his parted thighs...

He groaned, he panted, he gave out sobbing sounds of ecstasy, and his hips started to jerk in a growing rhythm, as he felt closer and closer to orgasm.

"Please... I can't take it anymore.. Hayashi..." Hikaru begged, opening his blue eyes for one brief instant, just to offer his partner the most supplicating plead for release.

Hayashi placed one last, very affectionate kiss on the muscled, firm area below his partner's navel, licking  the thin line of grey fur which grew there. Then he got on his feet for a while, positioning himself over Hikaru.

The grey youko's eyes delighted with the sight of that youko's nimble, athletic body. His tattoos danced like black flames on his skin, and his erection swung delicately as it hanged hard and yearning, pointing out form his lower abdomen.

He was arresting... When he started to come down, lowering his rear towards Hikaru's gleaming erection, the grey fox imagined he could go insane so much was the passion which filled him. He was spellbound, tense, all eyes to that lustful vision. He craved to see it happen... He was pleased and surprised at the same time with Hayashi's graceful flexibility. He squatted on top of him, bringing his body down against his erection...

One long, husky groan of ecstasy filled the cold cell, as Hayashi held Hikaru's shaft steady and pressed his body down against it, in one slow, but firm push...

Hikaru cried. He cried with the ecstasy as he felt that tight orifice yield around his erection, and little by little allow his penetration... He delighted with the view, watching his shaft enter the other youko's body. He trembled when the resistence vanished and his throbbing flesh merged into that tight, hot passage, to the hilt...

New sensations filled him so fast, so intensely, he could not think. He could only feel... He was reduced to sensation as he lay back, helpless, mesmerized, vulnerable, totally surrendered to desire and love. Hayashi rocked his hips back and fro swinging around the hard body which filled him, and moving his hips, up and down, up and down, always panting, always moaning and groaning, unashamed of revealing with his amorous, manly voice, all the hot trance which the penetration shoved into him.

Tight... Hot... Hard... Intense... Vigorous... Hikaru abandoned himself to his five senses, filled with the lustful energy their love act generated. He moaned softly, and Hayashi's deeper voice added to his little cries of ecstasy, as their bodies moved faster, and the erotic rush became more intense...

Hikaru looked down, entranced when he noticed the other youko's erection, and his tender balls bumping against his belly as he rode him, and His tail brushed him, in a tittilating madness . It was so beautiful... He reached down to caress Hayashi's thighs, sliding one hand down along his inner thigh, to stroke and rub that delicious, huge shaft...

Hayashi smiled, and groaned softly when he felt HIkaru's fingers sensually fondle his manhood...

"Yes... Gorgeous... I'm gonna give it to you..." He murmured as he pressed his buttocks harder down against Hikaru's piercing shaft, making it go deep inside his taut anus. "Oh, baby... You're so hot... So big..."

Hayashi started to caress Hikaru's thighs as he moved up and down on him. His bristled tail wriggled faster, fondling his thighs, teasing him to the verge of climax. They had both shut their eyes, concentrating in the straining passion which pounded inside their bodies. Hikaru bit his lips, afraid he might cry so loud some dungeonkeeper might hear. He held his breath then, for a moment, as he enjoyed the delightful sensations caused by the weight atop him, the bumping, the sound of Hayashi's panting, the sounds made by their colliding, sweated bodies... Then, when the pressure in his testicles, the tension on his thighs and lower abdomen was too intense, he gave out a deep moaning sound. His body was filled with a tingling tremor, a sharp rush of pure energy which tightened his whole body into an unbearable tension...

He called Hayashi's name, and his hands clasped onto his thighs, bringing him forcefully down , so his throbbing shaft would reach the deepest inside him...

Hikaru let out a cry, and then all tension tumbled down, altogether, into to an immense sensation of fulfillment...

Dozens of sensations struck him at the same time, strong and straight, hitting him like an immense wave of delight. Happiness, joy, comfort, fulfillment...

He shivered, groaning his lover's name in one mute cry of sweet agony when he came. His erection twitched and melted inside Hayashi, spreading an overflowing torrent of bliss along his whole body...

They stopped. For a while they could would not do, or say anything but breathe. Hikaru still shivered mildly, as he still tried to comprehend the intensity of the pleasure which had struck him...

He noticed rough hands stroking his belly, and his chest... But he could not yet open his eyes...

Hayashi shifted position, bringing himself up, and Hikaru's shaft slipped out of him. The grey fox smiled, pleased when he felt his body slipping, wet and relaxed, from within his lover. It had been the most delightful orgasm of his life...

The grey youko opened his eyes then, willing to tell Hayashi of his impressions, his sensations, but as tried it, he was smothered by a fierce embrace and a hungry kiss.

He noticed a hard volume rub against his belly. Hayashi had managed to hold his own release back... And Hikaru knew what it meant.

It was his time to take his lover's body inside him...

He could not articulate any words  any more when he pictured himself, lying there, being taken by Hayashi, relieved, filled, possessed... A deep groan of pleasure left his dry, quivering lips...

While they kissed, Hikaru became very aware of one hand which moved down his side and around his waist. Also, he could not fail to notice the pressure of Hayashi's knees in between his thighs, spreading them up and apart...

Despite his anxious expectations, he tried his best to relax in Hayashi's arms. He helped Hayashi nestle against his lap, spreading his knees, circling his partner's waist with his legs, caressing his back with one foot in one long, slow stroke.

"Do it, please... I want to go all the way..."

Hikaru was given another kiss. Hayashi kissed so tasty... His kiss was hungry and yet loving, and the way he rolled and twisted his tongue inside his mouth sent shivers all over Hikaru's body. The grey youko squirmed and shuddered within the embrace,  and he swayed his hips against Hayashi's, as one of his hands ran down his back, stroking him insistently.

"Yes... I'm gonna make you feel good, Blue Eyes..."

Hikaru smiled against the curve of Hayashi's neck. He kissed his skin, and licked him, feeling his salty taste. He gasped then, when he noticed eager fingers tracing a caressing way upwards his thigh, worming in between them, touching his balls...

His testicles were fondled very slowly. His partner's fingers worked tender strokes around his balls, handling them with tenderness, but also squeezing them, to the very limit between pleasure and pain...

Hikaru moaned, and he parted his thighs wider, to let Hayashi touch him better. It was when he noticed his lover's fingers sliding down the sensitive area below his testicles, and then rub his taut, blinking entrance, in a mischievous recoinassance.

"Hayashi..." Hikaru called, closing his eyes. He pressed his face on Hayashi's neck, sniffing his scent. That youko's smell was so intense.. It gave the impression nothing else existed in the whole world but the two of them.

And was it not the truth, in a way?

"Trust me, gorgeous..." Hayashi murmured back, while at the same time he caressed the tender pucker harder with the tip of his middle finger, softening the entrance and trying to make Hikaru used to the feel. "I ain't gonna hurt you..."

Hikaru gasped when he noticed the pressure increase, and that finger slowly be pushed inside him...

He had never imagined it could be so delightful...  That new sensation hit him strongly. It was too good to feel that probing touch caressing him inside, filling him with a strange but extremely arousing tingling feel which filled his anus...

"Ah... Ha-Hayashi..." He groaned, murmuring his lover's name as if it were a prayer for more...

The brown youko shifted slowly in between Hikaru's thighs, positioning himself better. He smiled, and with one knee he pushed himself towards the entranced grey fox, and his lips searching for another kiss.

As they kissed, Hayashi slipped the finger out, very slowly, very carefully, and then back in, this time reaching deeper inside...

Hikaru's reaction was so intense, he could not respond the kiss. He panted heavily, and wriggled his hips sexily around the penetrating finger, showing how much he wanted more of it...

The sleazy but extremely affectionate youko smiled around the kiss. He licked the delicate tip of Hikaru's nose, and then he curved his finger inside him, reaching the untouched lump up in his interior.

Hikaru growled. His tail bumped the floor madly, when he sensed the stroking pressure nudge him there... His back tensed in a tight arch of ecstasy, and his penis started to harden again in response to all that enthralling feeling.

"Do you like it there, Blue Eyes?"

Hikaru could barely say a thing... He waved his hips, and pulled his knees to an upper position, rolling a little to the side to free his tail and allow Hayashi to handle him deeper yet. He rubbed his body against is partner's, kneading his growing erection along his partner's belly...

"Y-yes... I... Love... It..."

Hayashi's smiling lips slipped down Hikaru's neck, to kiss one nipple. He kissed and sucked, and then he spoke, softly, against his silky, pale skin...

"It gets better... Imagine my prick inside you..."

Hikaru froze. A spasm of ecstasy paralyzed him when he imagined all the sensation he shared now increased when Hayashi's big shaft entered him... He could have come again, merely by the thought of it, but he managed to keep his control. His hands encircled his fox-lover's shoulders, bringing him closer, drawing him in, requesting that he did not delay the penetration any longer...

But Hayashi did not fulfill his wish at once. He slipped his finger out from Hikaru's body once more and inserted back two... They slipped in easily, and he continued the massage, eliciting deep moaning sounds from his partner. They kissed again, their tongues rolling one around the other in the exploratory and relaxing rhythm while Hayashi's fingers played harder inside Hikaru's body. Their breathing became hoarser, deeper...

One last kiss, one steady circular pressure of his tongue around the tip of Hikaru's nipple, and the grey fox seemed to relax completely. Hayashi noticed his fingers reach all the way inside his passage...

"I want you so much, Blue Eyes..."

Hikaru tried to respond. His lips moved around one almost imperceptible murmur, which meant the same - That he loved Hayashi... But his voice failed him when he noticed the sexy, insinuating youko sneak in between his thighs, positioning himself so that his erection could press his very entrance...

The grey youko breathed deeply, and relaxed, doing his best to open himself to the penetration. He smiled when he perceived Hayashi's lips move upwards along his neck again. He kissed the most sensitive spot, right where his neck met the line of his shoulders. When Hayashi's lips tasted his skin, and his tongue stroke his neck, Hikaru let out a groan... He relaxed, and it was then, at this very moment, he felt the hard tip of his partner's shaft be pushed into him.

He moaned aloud, entranced, experiencing tthe pleasure and the rewarding sensation of being filled with that hard, hot volume of lust.

Hayashi shoved it slowly but firmly into him, and even though Hikaru noticed a faint echo of discomfort, he did not retreat.

He was so delighted with it... He held tight to Hayashi, holding himself to him, and offered his total surrender to that delicious invasion...

He was so excited he could not even breathe...

It was a shock to feel the thrust getting deeper inside him... It was slow, difficult, steady, but there was no pain... Hayashi kept on kissing his mouth, his face, his neck, his chest, and making him forget the slight discomfort, till there was no harshness, but just a massive, dreamy feel of fulfillment...

It was only then, after that big, delicious shaft slipped into Hikaru's body to the top, slowly but firmly, possessively, that the dream really began. A dream of sensation, a dream of caress and affection, as Hayashi started to move inside him, making him groan and gasp with each push and pull.

They moaned together, their bodies rocked one against the other in the same cadence... Hikaru's voice filled the small cell, as he shamelessly cried out his ecstasy in a succession of deep, passionate groaning sounds. The sucking sound of  their kisses, the bumping sound of their sexes hitting one against the other, the wet murmurs which echoed from their rubbing bodies, the heat which grew under their skin, caused by their increasing friction... It all packed that dark, cold dungeon cell, turning it from hell into a paradise of freedom and lust...

Hikaru cried Hayashi's name when he felt his own erection jerk in one final spasm of climax... The brown youko tightened the embrace which joined them, and for a moment he plunged his erection so deeply inside Hikaru that both of them were out of breath for one long, ecstatic moment...

Hikaru trembled. Hayashi needed to hold him very tight, but also very dearly. In the last instant, when they were one, absolutely the closest two living beings, demon or not could be, they stared one at the other passionately. Blue eyes locked on golden eyes, and their arms entangled firmly, destroying all differences, all prejudice - Only love mattered to them.

Hikaru's lips moved, in a soft, almost voiceless request...

"Ah... I... I can't hold it... I'm coming..." The grey youko mouthed, totally arrested by passion and lust...

"I love you, gorgeous... " Hayashi uttered, in an entranced whisper...

Then, with one last vigorous thrust of his hips, he made Hikaru shake, all taken by a passionate seizure. He whispered a faint "I love you too" before abandoning himself to a second climax...

He inhaled the scent of his semen, and smiled when he felt his own sticky warmth gush all over his belly. His nails closed on Hayashi's back, breaking the skin, cutting his tattoes with red vertical lashes, as he held the tighter he could to him. His own shaft and his packed interior twitched under the intense contraction of  orgasm.

Hayashi rammed harder into Hikaru, and then the pressure joining them melt into a creamy, hot, lustful sensation... They flowed and floated, together, into a very particlar universe of peace and sweetness...

Hikaru encircled his legs firmer around Hayashi's waist. His hands reached for his entangled brown hair, and softly started to stroke his head... They breathed deeply together, trying to recompose themselves. Their panting followed the same pattern, expressing the same exhaustion...

Hayashi kissed Hikaru's mouth again. His hand stroked his side, rubbing the curve of his waist, while he rolled over, lying on the hard rocky ground, bringing Hikaru to rest over him.

Hikaru relaxed, resting his face onto Hayashi's stomach. He could hear his breathing, he could even hear the blood and the you-ki rushing along his veins... His scent filled him every time he breathed, and Hikaru could detect a new note in it... Now it was the smell of both their bodies, the lust, the sweat, semen and musk all intermingled...

He rubbed himself against Hayashi, his lips seeking his chest, for a kiss. When his mouth closed around his small nipple, one broad, reckless hand caressed his short hair, and one of Hayashi's thighs moved up and down agaisnt the side of his hip, stroking him.

They did not say anything for a long time. Hayashi would not even look at him, still keeping his eyes closed; but his lips carried a very faint but sweet smile; a smile of total, the most overwhelming satisfaction...

Hikaru smiled too when he observed him finally open his golden eyes. Eyes which still burned like flames of desire; eyes which fixed on him, in a loving stare. His hands moved up and down along Hayashi's sides. The smile they shared widened.

"Are you happy?"

Hikaru leaned tighter to his brown youko, to kiss the depression at the center of his chest. He kissed, and slipped his tongue on him, in wide, circular strokes. Then he reached for Hayashi's lips, for a quick, but affectionate wet kiss.

"It is the happiest moment of my life..."

Hayashi held Hikaru very firmly. His arms and his thighs enveloped the youko in a steady, vigorous cuddling. Hikaru even closed his eyes for a moment, delighted with the feel of being held so sweetly. He felt wanted, treasured, for the very first time ever.

They loosened the embrace but still reposed together. The fierce clasp with which they enveloped themselevs had turned into a slow, roaming caress, as their hands stroked and tested theirs bodies. Hayashi played with Hikaru's chest, fascinated with the pink tone of his tiny and pretty nipples. And Hikaru's fingers traced lines around the brown youko's shoulders and neck, following the drawn black lines imprinted on his skin.

"Why are you tattooed this way?" Hikaru asked, very gently, so close to his partner's  lips that it was almost like a whispering kiss, not a question

The brown youko slipped from Hikaru's arms. He rolled to the side and sat up. But they were still very close, and Hayashi made Hikaru rest his head on his lap, as he explained.

"I am a healer, but I have one serious limitation. I cannot heal myself." He sighed in, perhaps a little stressed by the topic, but he hid his discomfort with his usual well-humored smile. He stroke Hikaru's face, making the tip of one finger slowly slide down his cheek and then along his lips. "When I was young, I became very ill. I was struck by a mortal plague, and there was no other known youko healer around."

"Healers are said to be very rare. I heard only one is born every generation."

Hayashi agreed.

"I was taken to a powerful shaman which existed at the time. He managed to cure me, but for the spell to be effective, he needed to tattoo all these signs and symbols on my skin."

"Do the tattoos protect you?"

The brown youko shook his head.

"No. It is not an invulnerability spell. I was merely healed. If by any chance, I become sick again, then I think I would have to go under the same process."

Hikaru smiled. He reached up, caressing Hayashi's shoulder. Then he brought his hand down his arm, and his fingers danced along the tortuous black markings, till he reached his hand. He held Hayashi's hand very firmly between his fingers then.

"Nothing bad will happen. I know it."

Hayashi smiled, but it was a bittersweet gesture. He seemed worried with something he had chosen to not speak of. Hikaru noticed it, but yet, he allowed his lover his privacy.

Hikaru sat up too. The two youko remained very close one to the other. Their eyes met and they exchanged the most loving glance.  Hayashi caressed Hikaru's face with the tip of his nose. He kissed his mouth, and then murmured, gently, right into his semi-parted lips, like a blow of love...

"You are not alone anymore, gorgeous..."
 
 

Yomi noticed the youko had brought one hand to his face. He rubbed his fingers on his eyes, very slowly. The youko's voice did not seem to be altered, but Yomi could smell the salty tears which must be blurring his sight by then. He could also listen perfectly to the soft, almost inaudible moaning and sobbing, and the excited breathing, charged with the urge to cry Hikaru tried, so heroically to hold back.

Yomi clenched his fists against his thighs, willing to do hold Hikaru against his own body and make an attempt to soothe him.  But the King dared it not.

"Do you wish to stop the game, Hikaru?" Yomi asked him, gently.

The youko did not raise his eyes back towards Yomi. He only managed to shake his head, refusing to stop.

Yomi understood it perfectly. The fox just needed a little time to compose himself. Meanwhile, Yomi took the opportunity to appreciate the rare, never imagined before scene - A youko crying, shedding tears, with his voice strained by emotion, almost like a little kid.

And yet, Hikaru kept a strong will within, enough to make him react the emotion and soon show himself stern, sober, self conscious of his own strenght...

It passed very quickly. Hikaru stared at Yomi after a moment, as if nothing had happened. A rosy tint on his cheeks and on the tip of his nose were the only evidence of his weeping. But his determined composure had returned.

Hikaru was in control once more.

Yomi enjoyed witnessing that swift, and captivating change.

"The disease which had affected Hayashi was his brother - Hiroshi; his evil twin." Hikaru announced, drily.

"It was his own brother who had tried to kill him?"

"Yes, King Yomi. His brother forced him to the most unspeakable acts. Hayashi lived under a permanent terror. Hiroshi imposed that his brother lived with him. He coerced Hayashi  to engage in a criminal life, and even forced him to have sex... The disease which had almost killed Hayashi happened during the first and only time in which he dared to say "No" to his brother."

"Poor Hayashi..."

"He was not allowed to have friends or lovers. Those days he spent in prison, away from his brother were like happy holidays in paradise for him." Hikaru looked down, reaching for his cup. He drew the rest of sake before continuing. "He told me it was the reason he kept himself so dirty and smelly; to try to keep his brother away from him, and disgust him. But it did not work anymore after a while."

Yomi smiled slightly. He would never have imagined there was a real justification  for that brown youko's sleaziness...

"He hated his brother, but he was not powerful enough to fight him. His only powers were related to healing. He could not forge weapons out of plants, or use his you-ki to command earth and stones. All within his power was to heal and to comfort."

"He was forced to subjugation then."

"And he never told me anything. He did not ask me for help. All the while he tried to keep me away from his brother because he knew how much evil Hiroshi could be. Hayashi tried his best to protect me..."

Hikaru's voice faded into silence. It seemed the pain he experienced was strong enough to silence his narration. But he did not forget the game. He placed another piece at the board. It was getting more and more difficult to try to fence Yomi's attacks, but neither the story-telling, nor the sake were keeping him distracted enough so as to overlook the game.

He made the piece hit the board with a small snapping sound of rock against wood. Then he reached out for the bottle, serving both himself and Yomi.

"It is your move, Yomi-sama. I have spoken too much; my mouth is dry."

Yomi smiled. Hikaru's mouth might be dry, but his eyes were still wet with tears...

 To be Continued...