Chapter 6

 
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The first snow came during a colder night, covering the palace and its beautiful gardens with a silvery white. It was quieter that morning than usual because a larger group of Shogun Root's samurais had already left the day before to strike down another riot fuelled by a neighboring Shogun's men.

Such fights weren't uncommon among these rulers and the Emperor only intervened when it got too out of hand or if there was a bigger outside threat on the horizon.

Nowadays Shogun Root's brows were nearly constantly furrowed as things he had to worry about seemed to keep piling up. The harvests brought less than they expected and winter was already there. It meant that they would have to pay more attention to their food storages. Then there were these occasional attacks and smaller battles between him and the other Shogun. To top that his son's health didn't seem to improve much in the past couple of weeks and that worried him the most. He knew what was at stake there. He loved Yuki dearly, but he was very important for the future too. He had to become the next Shogun when Jim dies.

Then there was Kiichi too. The Shogun had a good eye, but he turned a blind one in this case. He had his reasons, though. It's been a while that he sent his tall warrior out there to a bigger fight. This time Jim decided that it was time for Kiichi to prove he didn't get too comfortable and soft within the palace walls. His red Corey-chan would substitute him well in every meaning.

But now watching the white garden from his office windows, he was waiting for both Coreys to show up. It was their time with the Captain to continue their talks and the Shogun was putting his thoughts together about today's topics while waiting.

The Captain noticed how much time they got all of a sudden. The red samurai ordered to his side got rather talkative. From that the western soldier learned about the border fights and also about how the short man – who had his name too – liked it wild and rough and loved the Shogun with real deep emotions. The long-haired man figured that those could be useful sometimes... One could never know when he would have to take away his love from the ruler himself…

It was again time to talk to the Lord of the land himself. The red samurai was wearing his battle armor and in the past days Corey could feel the tension in everyone inside the palace. He guessed it was partly about the fact that Yuki-san only got sicker than better, despite all the healers that arrived from far away lands. As a soldier he somewhat saw the loosely connecting lines on the military strategy side of things, and decided that if the Shogun brings it up then he will try to make him see too and help.

"Come in," Shogun Root said once the Captain and the red samurai arrived. He waited until Corey came closer then turned around to walk back behind his desk and wave for the white man to sit down, glimpsing at his short warrior fondly for a long moment before sitting down himself.

As always, his desk was full of scrolls and books, but now a map was laid out on top of his and the neighboring realms. The dark circles under his eyes and the deeper wrinkles on the Shogun's face made him look older than he was. It was clear that he hasn't got much sleep or rest lately.

For a long moment he examined the Captain's face then he poured sake for both of them. "Tell me what's on your mind. I can see that you have questions. Are they about our current military situation?" he asked drinking his sake before leaning back in his carved chair.

The Captain drank too. Mainly to how to phrase his thoughts without giving away where he knows things from and not to get himself and Kiichi into trouble…

Searching the hazel eyes of the Shogun, he saw the honest interest in the tired man. So he took a deep breath and started… 

"What are all these attacks against your realm, Jim-san? I can't help but think that I and the way my nation treated you has something to do with all," he started carefully and showing respect to the big man towering over the otherwise very big desk as well. 

"I saw many people coming by… Maybe people spread around that you after all kept alive a white man and I am living in your palace. Can I ask the reason for all those happenings and visitors?"

 “Yes, you’re right about the longer stay of you and your men had something to do with it,” Jim stroked down his beard. “But it was just an excuse to try overthrowing me and taking my territories. It’s not an uncommon practice among us shoguns,” he chuckled dryly, turning his hazel eyes back towards the Captain.

“You being here… I wouldn’t say it’s something that makes me seem weaker. I made sure that everyone knows that you're my captive and a tool to assure your government is kept at bay. Even if it's not entirely true," he smirked a bit darker.

Then that smirk faded and the worrying lines deepened on Jim's face. "Most of those visitors are healers for my son. He's... a real fighter," he said shortly and maybe to persuade even himself. "I believe that the higher number of attacks is connected to his... bad health condition. The rival Shogun sees the opportunity in this too to attack, hoping that I'm too distracted. But I've been a Shogun for long years now. He should know better," he snorted and poured another round of sake.

"I see…" Corey said drowning his sake. "I was wondering why there is no more of Kiichi-kun teaching Yuki-san. Kiichi-kun only said there are no studies now. I hope he will get better. But that would mean that those healers or someone else has been talking to the neighboring Shoguns about what's going on inside your palace …" Corey said just like thinking out loud, not missing the opportunity to get some plus points for his love by showing him loyal to and secretive about the Shogun.

Humming a bit Jim drank too then bowed his head a bit. "Thank you for the well wishes. I appreciate," he said then kept his examining eyes on Corey. It wasn't clear if he believed that the Captain heard about Yuki's sickness just now, because frankly, such news travelled fast in the palace and it wasn't something new. But he let it slip.

"I wouldn't be surprised if that was the situation. Probably some of those healers and doctors were double agents or just paid off to gather information about my son's condition. I'm sure there are spies of the other shoguns around or in the palace too, like I have mine in their realms. Information is everything, Captain Beaulieu," he chuckled low.

But before he could continue, a servant entered the study, bowing deep. "Excuse me, my Lord. Kiichi-kun has arrived from battle with a captive and would like to see you straight away."

"It's fine. Let them in," the Shogun sat up straighter in his chair, his neutral but ruthless mask back on his face.

The servant bowed again and slid the door fully open to let in a bloody and dirty Kiichi in his black armor. His oni mask and helmet were already off. His hair and half of his face were red and damp from blood and a makeshift bandage on his upper arm was bled through, but he didn't seem to notice the slowly dripping blood. His black eyes were fierce and unforgiving as with his good hand he dragged an even bloodier and dirtier small samurai into the room.

He pushed on him hard enough to make the enemy land hard on his knees and hands. "Bow you disrespectful worm!" he barked at him after quickly bowing to the Shogun. With a moan the enemy samurai practically laid onto the floor.

"What happened?" the Shogun ignored the captive, looking seriously and urgently at Kiichi.

"It was a trap. His master made us believe that it was just another bigger riot at our border, but what Shogun Kato did was outrageous! Tell him!" he grabbed the bloody and messed up bun of the other samurai to force his head up.

"I... I can't. Shogun Root, please... you know I swore an oat to never betray my Lord!" the desperate man said.

"You have no right to say that! You and Shogun Kato disrespected not just the Emperor but Japan itself too!" he shouted still fired up from the fights and his anger, looking like a real dragon before striking down his enemy. "Speak!" he grabbed and twisted the man's left arm back into a painful angle. "Don't make me draw my katana!" he outright growled at the other samurai.

"I... forgive me, Kato-san..." he mumbled after a painful yell. "My Lord... he let the Americans onto our shores and in exchange they helped in battle today," he whined at the end as the joints in his arm cracked.

Kiichi looked up at his Shogun with bewildered eyes. "Shogun Kato is in alliance with the white men now!" he spit.

"And white men have guns…" Corey added low. Trying hard to keep his mask on and not feast his eyes adoringly on the vicious wild samurai. And to stop the deep worry in his head about Kiichi’s wounds… 

He glimpsed at Shogun Root and nodded towards the dragon warrior. "Those are fireclay wounds caused by cannons. And if you allow Jim-san, I can show your men where on the base in the bay we hid ours. You can take it all with the guns and train your warriors quickly to defend the palace… Can I check Kiichi-kun's wounds? Such need special treatment with burning the gunpowder out before it gets into the blood stream and poison the wounded."

The more the two samurai revealed in front of them, the darker the Shogun's expression and eyes got. Pressing his full lips into a thin line under his moustache he slowly – and frankly quite intimidatingly – raised to his full height from the chair.

The air seemed to freeze in the room as everyone's attention was on the pissed off ruler. 

Forcing some cold calmness on him, Jim's voice was dangerously neutral as he spoke. "For some reason I'm not really surprised about the disrespectful ways of Kato. He's been trying to overthrow me for a while now. But this is indeed outrageous. The Emperor will hear about this, because it affects more than just the two realms. Kato went too far this time. Corey-chan, you stay with me and this traitor while I continue his interrogation," the Shogun waved the red-haired samurai closer to take Kiichi's place.

"Yes, my Lord," he said while already moving forward.

"Kiichi-kun, you did well. Go get your wounds treated as the Captain instructs then rest. We'll talk more tomorrow when I'll have time."

To that the pissed warrior nodded and finally let the kneeling samurai's arm go – not too gently.

"Corey-san," Jim turned to the Captain "I'll consider your offer about the weapons and give you an answer tomorrow. In the meantime I'd appreciate if you taught my men and servants how to treat these new kinds of wounds. Start with Kiichi-kun's. Go now. This will take a while," he flashed a dark – nearly sadistic look at the captive, who visibly shivered from it. "Corey-chan, take him to the basement and prepare him for the interrogation. I'll be with you shortly."

The Captain bowed with respect and looked at Kiichi with now clear worry in his warm brown eyes.

"Take me to the other warriors, please. I'll show you all how to defend against guns more effectively too…" he said as they walked out. After all… he wanted to help these people. Who knows how long he will be their captive. And he also liked honor and straightforwardness in battle. 

Seeing the many smaller and bigger wounds on the others outside, he knew they will be busy for the rest of the day…

***

Kiichi was sitting half-naked by the low table in Corey's room. They finished dinner not long ago and now his lover was checking on his bandaged wounds, changing a bled through dressing too. Sewing together the wound on his upper arm wasn't fun, but he was very impressed with the job Corey had done on it – and how he told the healers and servants and other samurai how to handle wounds caused by the weapons of white men.

The long-haired samurai has been sitting there mostly quiet since they got back to Corey's room. The tension in his muscles told it clearly that he was still pissed at the happenings of that day. His mind was miles away for a while.

"I hate those weapons. They are unfair and offending to our traditions and history," Kiichi finally said quietly.

"They are also a part of the growing militaries all over the world. You too used crackers before… Like China… If they don't invent gunpowder we would’ve never used it… I know your people hate them… See..?? One more reason for that," Corey spoke low and calm trying to make Kiichi smile at least. 

He had to admit that the pissed off samurai was rather... arousing… He felt with the warrior and wanted to make him ease up a bit… "Just like we hate Americans…" he added with a wink then chuckled on the frown appearing on Kiichi’s face.

"I know we should or rather have to keep up with the changing world and its technology, but we've been trained since we were children how to use these weapons. And being a samurai is much more than just wielding a katana in the air," Kiichi looked at Corey – without a smile and suddenly looking older than he actually was.

"What do you mean? You came from America. Aren't you American?" he wondered a bit surprised. This question actually never came up before during their talks.

"Sadly you will have to… because the world has been changing also in the west to be more like… how many you can kill than how good a fighter you are and honor you have. And no. My family consisted of nobles from France and moved to Canada. I led the legion of troops all over there. Even Mexican. Old soldiers tired of the war. But they couldn’t escape their lives and fate… The trading company of North America hired us to keep the Bay safe here for them," Corey said moving closer with a little smile. 

"You know… I love your passion and seeing the wild fearless warrior this much on you now..." he started slowly, caressing down on the good arm of his love and leaning in to sniff at his neck.

Kiichi wanted to comment on Corey's origins and the rest, but that look made him pause and just watch his love moving closer was mesmerizing. It was easy now to notice that spark of desire in his brown eyes then the samurai – for the first time since he arrived back – sighed and relaxed somewhat from that touch and Corey's closeness.

"Some say I was even wilder in battle now. You know that you are the reason, right? You set that fire free in me," he said finally on a bit softer tone, reaching up with his good hand to stroke the bearded face.

Corey blushed and bit his lips with his dimples showing. He laid his face into the caressing hand and looked up at Kiichi like a lovesick puppy… Well he was feeling that way anyway... 

"You know that I would just love to feel that fire of yours wash over me… Right? You're so powerful and strong and I want to belong to you…" he purred reaching out and pulling his love closer to his body.

That look moved something in the half-dressed samurai. There was no doubt in Kiichi's mind about what Corey was hinting at. Since their first real time together they didn't have many occasions to make love all the way and he definitely didn't take Corey as his yet.

It probably wasn't just because they had to be careful or the fact that sometimes Kiichi was needed in the Shogun's bedroom or elsewhere. It was partly because he was a bit... worried at times, even if he wanted it. Of course he knew perfectly well what he should do, but he never did it with anyone. The Shogun liked to possess him in different ways or live out his frustrations on Kiichi. With Corey he didn't want to mess things up.

Even so that look he got from his love somehow reassured him and reignited the fire in his own eyes. "You want to give yourself to me?" he asked on a tone that let Corey know that the warrior was clear with the importance of this.

"Yes. I am all yours. We are equal. And I want to feel you want me… And take me as yours… I want to belong to you and feel your fire burn your mark on my body and soul…" Corey said low and purring like a cat in heat and kissed all over the long neck. Pulling back at the end of his words he looked deep into the black eyes. "I am yours my samurai. If you want me…"

Kiichi closed his eyes to enjoy those kisses as light shivers ran down his tattooed spine. Then he looked at his lover again and leaned close to the plump lips, but didn't touch them yet with his own. "Of course I want you," Kiichi reassured his beautiful and needy lover. To emphasize that he was telling the truth, he kissed him long and deep, feeling as his own doubts were fading fast.

Then he pulled back a bit to be able to look into the slightly hazy brown eyes. "Take off your clothes for me and sit back like this. I want to watch my fill of your gorgeous being," he instructed on his deep and now much calmer voice.

"Anything you want, my love…" Corey said in his the always being turned on way and addressing Kiichi with love and respect… But this time it was different and Corey did as he was told. He got rid of his clothes and sat back down. Looking at his love with a slightly heavier breathing and flushed cheeks and an eagerly jumping half-hard dick on his thick muscular thighs. Waiting patiently to see what would be the next order…

A low satisfied growl was the next sound the leaner man reacted with then he licked his own bottom lip as a slender hand reached out to touch first the side of the thick neck then he let his fingers slowly caress along Corey's shoulder, collarbones and then the slightly hairy chest. There was nothing but adoration, love and slowly burning lust in his moves.

It was also clear that Kiichi wanted to enjoy and burn these moments into his mind. "You are the most beautiful man for me. You captured my interest the moment our swords had met in battle. You surprised me with being able to stand your ground for so long against me," he said even softer as his fingertips found one of Corey's nipples. With a small smile he watched as he stroked it into a hard bud, occasionally lightly pinching and twisting it too.

Corey had to close his eyes from the teasing and loving touches with a moan leaving his lips from the pinch over his nipple. "You are way too fond of me…" Corey breathed opening his eyes again and watching the samurai of his heart discovering his body and doing as he wished with it.

"Because you deserve it. Never knew a man like you," Kiichi said with a loving smile on his face and slid closer to his man while sliding his hand lower to caress Corey's tummy and sides while his cute lips found that thick and beloved neck.

While kissing and nipping at it, he used a hand to run his fingertips along the hardening cock and smear the first beam of pre-cum on the tip as he moaned approvingly. "I love every part of you," he said and it was in his voice that he meant more than just Corey's physical body.

Pulling on the hard flesh slowly a few times, he found Corey's lips again, kissing him with more fire, searching for its pair. When he found it, Kiichi smiled against the wet lips then straightened his back.

"Stay like this," he murmured while he took off the rest of his own clothes, revealing his flushed and very hard cock too – a clear sign that he wanted Corey badly too. After this he got behind his man and brushed the long hair out of his neck to kiss his nape and down along his spine till the middle of his back, the slender hands worshiping each muscle and scar. Kissing his way up on a shoulder, he whispered into Corey's ear. "Get on all fours for me, my dragon."

Licking his dry lips from the sight of his gorgeous naked lover, Corey sighed looking over the lean body. The slim waist and wide shoulders. The long strong limbs and hard cock… 

Then he kept his desire-hazed eyes on how Kiichi got behind him and pampered his wide back. "As you want me, my love…" he moaned with whispered words and got on all fours, pushing back his ass to move against his lover's body, hissing from the friction.

Kiichi shivered and moaned from that too as he put his injured arm's hand on Corey's hip, the other stroking and lightly squeezing the offered pale ass before leaning down to place more kisses onto his lover's back.

"Just so you know, you're the first man I'll ever take," he confessed, pressing his cheek against the broad back both to feel Corey close and maybe to have enough courage to tell this information. Hugging his man tighter to himself for a moment he didn't wait for an answer, just leaned down to kiss his man's ass then lick along the exposed crack with a hungry growl.

Corey smiled softly to himself. He had the hint that the all powerful Shogun wouldn't want or let his sex slave take him… So Kiichi's confession didn't surprise him that much. He found his man adorable and brave while remembering his own clumsy and nervous first time… 

"You are amazing, Kiichi… I want to be yours so much… It's an honor that you want me as yours…" he said meaning every word and saying it so his lover knew that. Then he had to groan from the rush of pleasure caused by the long tongue touching him where he wanted the most.

"I believe you. Thank you," the samurai paused, rubbing a fingertip against the tight hole, lost in his love for this man for a moment. Then he remembered what he should do and his tongue returned to where it was to work on opening up Corey with the help of his finger.

It didn't take long, though for his long middle finger to get sucked in by that gorgeous ass, making Kiichi tremble with lust and groan in anticipation feeling the tight heat around it. At least this part was familiar to him since he usually had to finger himself open for the Shogun. That reminded him of the oils to do so. "Just a sec..." he pulled his finger out and kissed a pale cheek before going to a hidden shelf with massage oils, incenses and such. Finding what he was looking for among the oils, he knelt back behind his man, feasting his eyes on the inviting ass for a long moment.

Then he poured some over the twitching hole just to work it inside his man, smearing the rest on his other fingers before adding a second to start really massaging Corey's walls in search of that spot. His body's reactions and sounds clearly told Kiichi when that happened.

The amazement and joy was clear in Corey's muffled moans and groans. The oils making those amazing long fingers sliding more and more easily inside him made him move his ass back to meet those searching digits. And cry out low when the electric shock-like rush of pleasure ran over his entire body. His man maybe never took another man, but surely knew how to please one…

"You’re doing this so great, Kiichi… Take me as you want… I want to feel all your fire over me… Please, my love…" Corey said moving needier against the fingering hand.

Kiichi was watching Corey probably just as mesmerized and amazed, although his lover couldn't see his expression now or feel that in his steady moves. But there was no doubt that doing this to his love was much more pleasurable than he ever felt while doing this to himself.

"As you wish, my dragon," he whispered low and slightly out of breath by then. After pulling his fingers out, slicking up his long shaft went quickly. Caressing along Corey's back and side, he pressed his tip against the slick hole and began carefully pushing in and fucking himself deeper and deeper. With every inch, he praised Corey with some moans and Japanese muttered curses while kissing his lover's back. That continued until he finally bottomed out and stopped moving, panting into Corey's neck. "You feel... so, so good, my love. Can't believe..."

Even if he’s been speaking in Japanese only for about two months, the breathless curses left his lips in French and English… He just couldn't stop moving against that long hot pulsing shaft that rubbed him from the inside more and more deeply and caused pleasures he felt long, long years ago… And to be honest probably never before… 

His wild passionate Japanese love was buried deep inside his body and he wanted to laugh and cry at the same time from the joy and happiness he felt. 

"You… I need you so much…" he gasped and leaned down onto his forearms in full submission. "Please, my love... Make me yours..." he moaned with a touch of whining for that burning feeling that was spreading inside him more and more for his samurai.

Kiichi's reply was only a guttural and very lustful growl and finally, finally he could move his narrow hips too. It was... strange but amazing at the same time. He never felt another's heat around his aching cock like this and he was so damn happy that it was this man. The one he loved more and more with every gasped breath and quickening move.

He couldn't stop touching and caressing Corey as he was watching amazed how he was taking his man easier and easier with every long thrust of his glistening member. His nails dug deep into the white flesh even if it caused some pain in his injured arm. He didn't care. He wanted to give Corey what he wished for so badly. Releasing his fire on him.

To do so he pressed his whole body against the wider one, propping himself on his good arm as he began fucking that wonderful ass faster and harder, his tattoos coming alive on his backside from the jumping muscles. He was panting words of amazement and praising into Corey's hair then bit his shoulder to muffle a couple of louder moans.

The flames felt like covering his whole being by then. The bite on Corey's shoulder came just in time to push his over working senses to the next level of ecstasy. 

He pushed back his body to feel more of his wild warrior fucking him so perfectly and deep as he longed for. Building up a nice buzzing in his nerves and getting closer to his peak with every moan and rough push.

"Let me burn you fully up... Give your all to me..." Kiichi moaned into the sweaty neck, feeling himself so very close too, his ramming cock leaking and moving so easily in his man by then.

It was all instincts by then as their souls drew closer and closer to melt into one in the whirlwind of their fire and feelings. Kiichi wanted so badly to give that to Corey! Like he gave it to him when he took the samurai as his.

Feeling closer to his love even more, Corey couldn’t stop the growls and other animalistic sounds from escaping him while he gave in more to that fire that was burning him from the inside out. 

Moving in sync with Kiichi rougher and almost whining for his release, he felt how his man was so responsive in giving him what he was yearning for… And it didn't take long for the Captain to bite hard on his lip and grumble some curses as a mind-blowing orgasm shook his buff body. Pulling his lover's leaking cock deeper inside to milk it, pulling Kiichi along into the flames.

The samurai moaned into Corey's neck as the tight ass became even tighter and started pulsing around him. The new sensations and Corey's sounds and pleasure were more than enough for him to shoot his seed deep into the other man's hole, his whole body jerking and trembling from the force of their shared orgasm.

He never thought that burning up in these flames and their love would set him so free. And would make him think of and want more forbidden things.

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