Restless Whispers

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Chapter 5 – Men Don’t Cry....Even Smile So Much.

Long days, weeks and years of loneliness had become my only companionship during the night of my yearnings. True to my nature, I never had been celibate during those times but somewhere between the lines I became bored and clueless. There was a huge difference that all my nights of endless fornication couldn’t fill. There was also a time when the sharp realization of emptiness in my life had berated me inside repeatedly. The pain I was trying to ignore through these past dark years had finally caught up with me in a triple fold. Here in my arms lay the only being that had had wounded my pride so terribly. The butterfly that had almost taken my full sanity was sleeping soundly. I couldn’t help but laugh at the unexpected predicament I am facing now with this minx.

After so many years, finally, I have her cornered and rendered helpless under my mercy.

She’s sleeping soundly. Her tiny form curled like a ball. Funny, I have this fear that if I close my eyes, my only butterfly will fly away from me, never to come back.

Damn fool, I muttered to myself. Haven’t I learned from my previous mistakes? Twice, it had shown.

Knowing very well of her crime, I’ll never forgive her for leaving me from that very fateful night. No woman on Earth does that to Aoshi Shinomori, a well-known unreformed womanizer. I admit I had been a lout, a taker from all that she had willingly given but she had no right on humiliating me that way. Call this a man’s pride. I don’t care. I dictate the rules in this relationship. I’ll get my vengeance soon enough.

This bitch will pay….big time.

Drinking several shots of Vodka to calm my senses, as I contemplate at the void of the early dawn, my stare always came back at the beautiful, naked minx lying at the grand bed. It was quite an astonishing fate to have her back to my arms. It was indeed a miracle to be told, for I have searched for her for two years and obviously none had been gained out of it. She hid herself well, far from the monster she had shared in bed countless times. And the other last two years had been my dwelling point to finally give up on her. All was at lost. I had become a besotted fool, searching for a priceless butterfly that is only meant for my pleasurable entertainment of lust. For it, I was burned, deeply scorched by her so-called treachery. The bitch had the last laugh.

But now, who got the right to laugh? It is I, and in time I will make her know that in every possible way.

I simply smirked still knowing that she is still the minx that I had laid with last four years ago. As if nothing changes, as if nothing had taken away from her fiery spirit in matters of sexual entanglement. I had taught her so well and in return, she had given me the greatest satisfaction on using her body to satiate my carnal needs. Aye. She became what I intended her to be. I’ll be damned if she hadn’t enjoyed every bit of it with me.

My instinct tells me so. And none so far had failed me.

Women are made for the sole purpose of warming their men’s bed. Nothing follows. Bearing a child, my heir, would be a plus but they don’t come close in gaining my respect to the fairer sex.

They are deceitful, manipulative, little creatures. That I know deeply. I can simply and honestly tell that for my very own mother belongs to that same category. I grimaced as I remember the awful truth.

I saw her stirred again at the bed, beginning to be restless. It must be the effects of the Cantharides flowing in her blood now. Even though I was against it, there had been a point that I felt she deserves to have that lust drug in her system. Without it, there is no doubt she will fight, defending herself against me. I have known that for her fiery spirit and pride will eat her away if not. But still, given a chance, I wanted the woman to feel all the rutting I did to her naturally, giving her the realization what she had sorely missed during her absence of four years to me. I want her to know once again the pure abandonment, of passion that she had once shared with me during the vivid nights of our fornication.

Still, I was not disappointed. She had given her whole self again, the way she usually does in every sex we have with each other. No doubt about it. I know her that much.

But what if there’s someone else who shared the pleasure of sex with her, someone who had release a better act of euphoria during those years of hiding? I couldn’t bear to reckon about her in the arms of another man. I must know or else I’ll go mad.

I won’t let her win this time.

The bitch moaned. Innocently sounded as it may be, it is all I needed to know for me to be invited back…..back between her creamy thighs. The drug is showing again the symptoms of lustful heat building inside her luscious body, especially at the woman core. She tasted so good. It was so great to the point that I am afraid that I might not carry properly on the vengeance I want out from her. I wanted her to suffer….suffer all the consequences of leaving my protection.

“Ah….” The exhausted minx moaned out from sleep. She restlessly moved again. One of her hands began to slide down slowly towards her bare belly. Her white hand stayed there for a moment, caressing it absently. Just seeing her doing it had my manhood regained to its virile, attentive size again.

It irritates me actually. I just can’t help it. She still has this great effect on me, controlling me.

Leaning my side shoulder to the edge of the French door, I simply sipped the remaining contents of Vodka on my tiny glass as I watch the imminent act of self-satisfying sex. My devious eyes never left her tempting form. The hunger that she had fulfilled hours ago from four years abandonment had been once again made its known to its master. I have to have her again and again, even to the point of ravishing her. A very good vengeance and compensation at the same time – that I needed to do to her.

Her hand hadn’t satisfied on caressing her slim belly to induce the sexual longing that the drug had driven her to feel. As soon as her impious hand traveled from her small abdomen to the main target between her creamy thighs, I quietly sauntered towards her, loving every moment of her innocent, unconscious crave of steamy sex again.

Not a bad revenge, is it? I get what I want and then eventually she will suffer because of it.

Whores are all the same. And this lovely piece of art work is not an exemption.

“It’s hot….” she weakly muttered under her breath. Her eyes were close, her moist lips were pouting.

Instead of seeing a fallen woman under my mercy, I see her as a ravishing temptress that has the control of me. I can’t help to laugh for there is half truth about it.

I sat beside her as she continued to stir from her restless half sleep. I enjoyed seeing her suffer from the pleasurable pain of the lust drug. She’s under my mercy. Without me to satisfy her unwanted carnal needs, she’ll just wish to die or maybe be raped by the men outside of this room. Hell. I maybe a ruthless cad but I have no intention on letting my priceless butterfly be shared to others. I don’t share what’s mine fully.

One of her knees bent. Her shapely thighs slowly separated apart as she continued to stir and moan. Her wicked hand that traveled south of her body got what it needed. Massaging the bud of her woman core in circles, she had created an almost satisfying groan. My senses became more alive, so as my man part. She’s doing the pleasuring alone….without me helping her out of it. Damn woman.

She thinks that she can satisfy the hunger of her lust by assimilating it all on her own. Clearly, even though she knows that she needs me to compensate her hunger, the minx preferred to do it alone.

I softly laughed. And she heard it.

“I’ll never allow you to have me again, Black Knight.” She weakly warned. What a fool indeed.

‘”You think so, my dear?” I can’t help to retort back. I hate to think that she had thought of me as someone else. So all the enjoyment we had numerously shared several moments ago had been between her and Black Knight.

I wished I could fully understand but still my pride would not take it. I am known to be a patient person but this time, she got the laughs again.

Gradually, I leaned over, almost making our faces in close contact. Her breathing was a bit deep due to the heating effects of the lust drug. I could still smell the aroma of sex we have. It was so strong I could almost loose my control.

I love her scent. I love to caress every part of her until she moan. I love to taste her woman dew. I love everything about her body except her resistance. Though the drug had suppressed her, I can still sense the reluctance and sacrifice on bedding with me.

Too bad, she left the bed of roses I always offered to her. Her lose, not mine.

“I’ll have you whenever and wherever I want,” I coldly reminded her. “I always get what I paid for even though the product has nothing left good to offer.”

I swear I saw a tear rolled down from her right eye. Should I be guilty about it?

“Go on. Continue ravishing me, sir. For your information, I am used to being molested before so why should this be anything different? We both know that I’m already a soiled good.” She sarcastically reprimanded.

Soiled yet succulent good that is, I quietly hissed. I hate to think that she got other men to have fallen on that part. I won’t allow it.

“I think it will be better to watch you take the pain of the drug, little one. Somehow it satisfies me.” I cockily said. I bent lower, an inch apart from her luscious lips. “So, how’s it?”

Misao moaned aloud as she rolled, facing away from me. She continued to touch and play her bud just to satiate the pleasurable pain she was enduring. If she only knows that she could also give me the same effect of suffering….for not touching her.

No! Vengeance must be served.

Her mouth went agape as she came to climax on her own. God! It was so tempting. Her free hand massage her other asset – her full breast. A leg was raised to the air as she was about to come to the edge of her own ecstasy.

Her broken moans….her moist lips….her dewy cordial folds…..her tempting open position, her aromatic sweat……all are pain in the ass, pain in my man pride.

I took her hand away from her bud, replacing it with my own.

“You always tend to turn the table against me, minx.” I almost growled due to my sudden weakness.

“As of now…..I don’t give a damn.” Misao retorted as she enjoyed my sinful caresses.

There was a momentarily silence between us until she moaned out again. My nerves got aroused at the sweet sound of it.

She’s so wet. I can feel it. Her love nectar flowed freely. I was tempted to taste it again.

“Are you going to beg for me to have you now? Just say it and I will be inside you in no time.” I teased, knowing that any time sooner she will succumb to me.

“No……I won’t…..”

“Silly girl. Can’t you see that you are now under my mercy? Well, actually, you are on the mercy of my hand.” I was referring to my hand on her furry cunt.

“I hate you…..” she squirmed.

“Hate me that much, eh? It will do no good as you go on suffering,”

“S-suffering without your precious dick inside of me, maybe as of now but still I have my pride. I-I will be soon out of here and never to see your idiotic face.” Misao retorted, raising her arms above her head. She still got the strength to fight in word battles even though I am giving her the satisfaction of caressing sex with the expertise of my hand.

At least, she’s referring to Black Knight, not Aoshi Shinomori, the Ice Warrior. I have to smile on that.

“I c-can see you are smiling.” She muttered.

There was a moment of silence. “Really?” Then I grinned. “And you like it?”

As my finger entered her moist core, she squirmed and gasped aloud. Her second climax came but I can see it in her eyes and body movements that they were not the same intensity compared when she have me inside of her.

“I-I-it seems that your smile is so familiar to me. I-I can’t seem to remember when and where.”

Her visions had been affected too by the lust drug. They said it makes the vision blurry until it moves out from the system. No wonder this drug can also be used as a Rape drug.

Hell. Am I doing it to her now? Probably but it seems not.

Why do I care? Nothing.

“Maybe one of your men reminds me of you.” Now I am beginning to be soft. I am talking to her as if nothing dreadfully happened between us. As if I am one of her lovers who wanted to give her the euphoria of sex she needed.

And here I am, so ready to give it to her but in minimum regard. Vengeance cried at the other part of my mind, so as with my heart.

One of her men, that I had naturally asked. It did hurt me, knowing that she might have shared herself – willingly – to others.

“There’s…..only one man…..I could think of and it’s not you.” She weakly muttered. And then, she unexpectedly shoved my hand away as she tried to sit up. Although the heat in her woman core intensified, she chose to be away from the pacifier.

I can’t help but be proud of Misao. I waited for her to speak again. I know there is more from it. I am willingly to listen though part of me wanted not to believe in the coming words. They are probably lies. Women are such deceitful, petty creatures.

She shivered, trembling because of the effects of lust drug. “Only one man I could think of basing on that smile of yours. He’s the man who took my innocence.”

So she was talking about me. How pathetic. I don’t smile.

“He rarely smiles but I caught him once. Pity. There are many things in life to be happy about but this man never showed gratefulness fate had graciously given upon him.” She whispered but enough for me to be heard. She was sitting away from me. Slowly, the distance between us had grown. I suddenly felt the abandonment and hers to be independent.

“I saw him smile once and never again.” She looked at me and I saw another tear rolled out from her eye. “It was the last because that was the time I finally got the nerve to leave him.”

I smiled to that? Why? When? How? What a good liar!

“The last sex I have is with him. Seeing him smile during his sleep is the last memory I both cherished and wanting to forget. Somehow, that smile made me hesitant to leave him. It was kind of a sign that I am seeking but that was non-sense. I still have to go away or else….” Then she blushed. “I can’t believe what I am doing. I shouldn’t be telling you my personal life.”

She stood up but I didn’t let her. Automatically, after hearing those words, I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. I don’t believe everything that she had said but it touched me somehow in matters that I didn’t like.

I’ll be the judge of that. Maybe this minx is telling the truth or maybe, she just wanted to gain sympathy out from me. No way.

I have been a fool of her once. Never again.

I absently caressed her hair. “You are probably hallucinating.”

“I-I ah!!!” she pushed me away as she lied herself back again to the bedfur. She was squirming again. “It is because of your stupid drug, you bastard.”

I wished to smile on that but something in me doesn’t want to do it. “Enough talking, little one. Do you still want me to relieve you from your distress?”

“I-I don’t want you to take me.” She continued to shiver. Numerous sweats rolled down on every part of her skin. Arching her beautiful body, she moaned out again.

I watched her as she did her own thing, climaxing herself.

The body is calling me. That I know. Though her pride is evident, I just know that she wants me inside of her. As of now, it was a good excuse of letting her go from the punishment I am bestowing on her. She had enough of the revenge.

What a good yet pathetic excuse for my part on letting my guard down. It was probably those words that she told me a while ago. I don’t know if it’s the truth but there was a part of me got to be relieved after knowing she hadn’t shared herself to another man. She is still my very own fiery Misao.

The way she pleasured herself with her fingers had aroused my man part to its full virility again. Legs so wide apart, body arching like of a bow, sweetly moaning like a siren – a perfect invitation for a lustful man like me.

I removed her hand and positioned myself between her creamy thighs. “You win this time around, little one. Let’s just enjoy what we still have. After this night, I doubt you will be more willing to face this idiot. And I don’t want that to see.”

Without waiting for her to speak or protest, I immediately inserted my shaft inside her dewy sheath. Three long strikes of thrust I gave on her before I tried to sense her retaliation to my move but none so far was done. Just like I had suspected, she will welcome me anytime and in good, perfect heat.

“Oh God!!!” she cried out as I continued to thrust. Slow yet powerful blow thrust I gave her until I accelerated my glides. “You m-must be the devil himself.”
I just hate to think that she was thinking about Black Knight while I gave her the pleasure of rutting she needs. Even so, I am still enjoying the bountiful feast below me. She is so wet. I want to taste her woman dew.

I raised her legs and put it above to each of my shoulders so that I could gain more access to her woman core. Along with it, she absently squirmed as she raised her arms again above her head. Her breasts are so expose to me, ready to be attacked by my tongue. I bent down and slowly nipped with my lips one of her tiny erotic pebbles. My hands held her waist to steady my rhythm. Goodness! I could almost feel my very own climax.

I could hear myself groaning together with her. Such a perfect combination. It had been a long time since I felt this kind of euphoria. Only to her….

“Ao…..s…..shi…..” she hissed out.

Do I hear it right? Did she call my name?

I am about to explode my seed inside her - which is not my very intention - when I heard my name upon those luscious lips. This couldn’t be. No. This is too good to be true.

I cried out after she reached her very own climax. It helped me a lot, knowing that she is very satisfied on what I gave on her. She absently smiled and unexpectedly kissed me on the lips.

“Bastard,” she said then fell a sleep. She didn’t make an effort to remove me from her. Bet that she enjoyed me, as much as I enjoyed rutting her.

Her breathing was slow. Then she called my name again. “Aoshi….”

I can’t help but to smile on what she did. As of now, we have a truce. After that, may the Heaven forgive my black soul.

“Sleep, my little minx.” Then I kissed her moist lips.




A/N:

Yep. It took me so long to update this one. I have so many responsibilities left to do, especially my board exams. Along with it, the site’s temporary problem on attaching the fics had stopped me and the rest from posting. Sorry for keeping you from it.

The other fics that I have will be posted as soon as my inspiration gets back. This is what I have for now. Till then!!!

Maybe i\'ll repost this....

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