Chapter 10

Morning came quickly for the pair sleeping all cuddled up in a Japanese palace on top of a western double bed. After breakfast Kiichi went to check on his wounded warriors and how the funeral preparations were going, and Corey was called to the Shogun. 

Nature hid the memories of the battle under a fresh thick layer of snow. Making it all like a far away dream with all the beauties of the garden and the forest. Such horrible things clearly couldn't happen less than a day ago in a fairytale-like scene like that… Corey looked up at the tall seven roofed building of the palace and smiled to himself about how it really used to seem like a magical tower for his western eyes. Well it was still a little, but he also felt more at home and like belonging to this culture. 

The Lord of the land waited him in the office. Dark circles under his hazel eyes and even all that facial hair could not hide the drained tiredness and maybe sadness that lingered over the tall man. It seemed to the Captain that even his height got less, the dropped shoulders was not a way of his kind to stand. And it was strange from the big, always strict-looking man to show such signs of being... broken… 

"Good morning, Corey-san," he bowed back to the arriving white man and waved to him to take a seat by the high table on a western chair. "How did you sleep? Was your residence of your liking?" Jim asked, but his voice was missing the always present naughty and even playful tone when he addressed the Captain with some lines with double meaning about the affair he was having. 

"Yes. Thank you, my Lord," Corey bowed again. "It was a great surprise seeing that bed. It's very good and I missed only that from my previous life. The residence is perfect and I rested well. Can I ask how you are, my Lord?" he added carefully. By then they both became some sort of friends. Or at least to the limits of how a man in such high position can make friends with an outsider… But Corey felt that such question would still be a risky one…

To his surprise the Shogun let out a sigh and stroked his beard down a few times, thinking how he should start… 

"This office here is the first sign of your culture slowly pouring into this land. After that war the country began forming itself all over again. Getting more modern, as they say. The emperor is young and his ministers are greedy. Gossip about bad news travel fast. Still, every gossip has some sort of truth in it. The Bay and the market kept us safe from the changes for a long time. We will see how long it will take until they make me put on a western suit," Jim laughed and finally showed some signs of the Shogun Corey knew. 

"Until that Kiichi-kun is your Lord and you serve him as the head of the gunmen. I decided that you should keep your title and be addressed as Captain. The warriors spoke only well of you. How you taught them with patience and explained clearly how to use the weapons and you looked after them and learned their names. That is a big thing for the pawns and those people now upgraded, thanks to you and the guns," the Lord kept thinking out loud, summing up the past weeks. "I think. No. I am sure you are a great captain and these men will be happy to obey you. And I too am grateful for your services," Jim-san bowed with a smile. 

"I am glad you enjoyed your night and bed. We have to cherish what we get while we have it," he added with a small sad smile. "The monk will arrive to teach about our gods and myths as you wished. And I will be busy being with Yuki. You go to Kiichi-kun after the lesson. Enjoy it, Corey san," the Shogun stood up like the Captain and bowed as a goodbye, leaving the white man in the office.

Meanwhile Kiichi was visiting Corey-chan to check on him too after doing so with his other wounded warriors. They even chatted a bit about the battle and their Shogun. The healing samurai even commented on Kiichi's little stiff moves asking if the night was rough. Well, it was, but the stiffness of his muscles could be thanked more to that western bed he wasn’t used to. Not that he would tell that to the nosy redhead.

But one thing was sure. They both were worried about the Shogun. He showed more and more signs of stress, tension and tiredness and that wasn't going to be good for anyone, because usually at some point Jim would blow and no one wanted to be on the receiving end of that explosion.

Leaving the nicely healing and resting warrior, Kiichi visited Yuki-san but since the boy was sleeping, that turned into a shorter visit than planned. After watching the pale young heir for a few minutes with worry in his eyes, Kiichi headed back to his own room as he had no other duties at the moment. He was thinking about a lot of things as he sighed looking around in his room.

He didn't want to be alone now, so walking through the bath he shared with Corey from now on, he entered his man's residence, deciding to wait for him there while meditating a bit to put his mind and body in order.

The lessons were interesting like always. Corey-san loved to learn about the myths and stories of that culture and he thought he could understand the thinking of these people more through the stories they grow up with. 

But entering his bedroom and seeing a meditating samurai was a sight that made him sigh pleased and just watch Kiichi with a smile.

Sensing and hearing that he wasn't alone anymore, Kiichi started slowly bringing his mind back from the meditation. It took him a good minute to do so and when he opened his eyes, he saw his handsome Captain, which made him smile right away.

"How was your lesson, my love?" he asked on a soft and maybe a bit dreamy tone, just feasting his eyes on his man's features, feeling his heart and spirit warming from both the sight and the presence of Corey.

"It was interesting. I was learning about that demon on your arm too," Corey sat down next to his man and pulled up the sleeve on his left arm, looking over the tattoos. "And I know now how it is so warm inside here. It's fascinating really. And we should bring food to the Susuwatari as a thanks for heating up the water under the rooms and warming us," he said a little proud of all his new knowledge, even straightened his back as he looked at his lover. He really just loved it all…

White men liked to think about these people as primitive ones because they held onto their traditions and old ways. But under that they were more modern in many ways. Like the way they made the baths hold the water long enough to soak in it. And this heating thing… The bamboo was used as half pipes and boiled water circulated in them to heat the living areas from the floors. It was genius in the Captain's eyes.

"Oh you mean Ibaraki no Doji?" Kiichi looked down at said demon being in a fight with the samurai Watanabe no Tsuna on his arm. "I see the monk is teaching you well of our myths," he laughed with joy at Corey, putting his hand on his man's as he was resting it on Kiichi's tattooed arm.

"Yes, those hard-working soot spirits have always been my favorites ever since I was a child," he smiled warmly at his man and leaned in to kiss one of the dimples on the bearded face. "You have no idea how sweet and young you look when talking about my... our culture. It makes all the worries and the burdens of your past disappear from your face and mind," Kiichi said softly, stroking along the now smooth forehead of his man. "I love to see you like this."

"Yes, yes. I meant that demon," Corey smiled more and leaned his head to the caressing hand with a little blush. "I can't help it. My culture forgot most of the old tales thanks to the Christian Church and their ban on everything that was before them. Only a few tales for children were around. I can't help it but feel this culture close to me… Like… what I always felt deep inside. That I felt how I should make decisions or follow my intuitions. It's like I always belonged here and now that I am here I feel more and more at peace. I feel like I found my home for what I’ve been searching for all my life. I belong here... I feel like that anyway…"

"I understand, my love. And yes, you and your dragon spirit belong here with us. With me," Kiichi said with a soft smile and pecked his man's lips. "It's still a bit unbelievable to me that you are finally here. You've already changed my life so much and I feel like it keeps happening. It makes me both happy and worried because of our circumstances," he said, frowning for the first time as his worries were slowly seeping back into his mind.

"I sense big changes in the near future. There are signs of that already. I can see and feel it on our Shogun too, although he didn't tell me much. The prince isn't getting better either. I visited him today. He looks so pale and weak already. As if his spirit is leaving his small but otherwise strong body. I'm so very worried about him," he sighed heavily.

"Yes I saw Jim-san very tired too. And maybe like he is giving up. About the changes he didn't tell me the details either but it's about the western lifestyle and ways creeping into the land and the leadership," Corey said lying down and pulling Kiichi with him to wrap him into his arms.

"I'm sorry about Yuki-san. Jim-san told me to enjoy things while we have it. And I'm sure he meant about the changes that are coming and also his son... dying… What will happen if Yuki-san does die?"

"Our Shogun is strong and a real fighter, but... there are things that are much bigger than how far his hands can reach. Even such a powerful man can't stop certain things from happening. And maybe... maybe they are meant to happen," Kiichi said while lying in Corey's arms, holding onto his man tightly.

"He's a wise man underneath it all. He probably knows what he's talking about and we should take his advice then. To enjoy what we have," the long-haired samurai murmured, his cute lips pressing into a thin line for a moment or two while stroking Corey's hair and thinking about Yuki. Clearly it was painful for him to accept the possibility that he might die.

"If Yuki... does succumb to this illness... the Shogun is going to be out of a legitimate heir. Thus he'll have to produce another one with his wife," he said quietly.

"And as I know him… he is not too fond of women… Poor guy…" Corey said with really feeling sorry for the Shogun. 

"It's strange, though… As I know here the father names the newborns. And your name means 'happy first son,' right? Your mother gave you a nice name even if she didn't want you..." Corey said and he didn't even know why, but it has been on his mind ever since he got to the palace and looked up at the Shogun and the family altar with the dragon swords… "Sorry... It just has been on my thoughts for a while... I shouldn't say such things... But I was ordered to be with you... So we are free for the rest of the day…"

"No, he isn't. As far as I know, in his youth he was more open to female company too," he shrugged, his eyes closing off a bit and not reacting anything else but confirming that his name meant that.

"Oh, I'm happy to hear that we can be together. How about I make us some tea... perhaps as a geisha?" Kiichi pushed himself up on an elbow, looking a bit shy and flushed at his man, not sure if he'd like that idea.

"I get to know the geisha herself? I would love that. I want to learn from you and your culture in all meaning. But especially about you…" Corey smiled up at his love and rose too to kiss the small puckered lips. "Can I watch you get ready?"

"I think it's time for you to meet her, yes," Kiichi chuckled shortly after that kiss. He blushed a bit even more from Corey's enthusiasm but finally nodded. "Yes, you can, of course. Anything you want," he agreed then got up, holding out a hand for his man. "Let's go to my room then. I have everything there that I'll need," he added as an explanation before walking hand in hand there.

Kiichi was a bit nervous although he's been doing this for years, but usually on his own and for the Shogun, without being watched by such intense eyes. But swallowing hard and smiling at Corey, he waved for him to sit by the table and wait patiently.

First Kiichi moved to kneel by a low wardrobe and pull out a drawer to take out his finest kimono – a gift from the Shogun of course. It was made of the best and most expensive white silk, depicting blooming cherry blossom trees. Collecting everything he'd need, he looked over every piece of clothing as if starting to get into the required mindset. Then he began undressing then dressing himself with practiced and graceful moves.

Corey sat and watched it all mesmerized and holding his breath back. His strong fierce samurai changed into being a graceful fine lady right before his eyes. He felt his heart beating even faster from the magical atmosphere in the air around them and he didn't dare to do anything to break that spell.

Putting on all the clothes took some time but once Kiichi was done, he sat back down to a mirror previously placed on the drawer along with a hair brush, hair pins and everything he'd need for his make up.

While picking up the hair brush to start brushing his hair, she started humming an old melody that geisha from the memories used to hum while getting ready for the night.

This time since she wasn't going to meet the Shogun, she put her hair up in a different bun than the samurais liked to wear. It was elegant but simple.

Next came the make up. As she continued humming that old song – putting them both even more under the spell – she picked up the brush to start painting her skin white with it. Every move seemed to have lots of practice and meaning behind them. It was as if the graceful moves were all calculated – and they probably were too.

It took a good half an hour to finish everything on her make up, leaving her small and cute geisha lips bright red, the dark eyes lined with black and her skin pale as freshly fallen snow. After a touch of rose-scented perfume on her wrists and behind her ears, she finally raised and without looking at the Captain, she prepared everything for the tea ceremony. Just when all was ready did the geisha sit back gracefully onto her heels, bowing to the man next to her.

"I am honored to meet you, Captain Beaulieu," she started, reaching out a hand and with fine movements she started preparing the tea for them. "I hear you come from a faraway land and are a famous and strong warrior among your men. My name is Sakura and I am going to be your company for the rest of the day, if it pleases you, Corey-san."

The Captain was lost for words as he looked at the gorgeous geisha wide-eyed. He bowed deep and swallowed hard. 

"Nice to meet you, Sakura-san. It pleases me very much…" he said and blushed thinking he just sounded stupid." I came from the American continent, yes. I’m a soldier. The rest is not for me to state…" he babbled not really finding himself yet.

"Aw, don't be so shy and confused, Corey-san. It's normal when first seeing a geisha like me," she smiled at the handsome man from under her black eyelashes then concentrated on the tea ceremony to give Corey some time to recover and center himself.

Soon she could pour the tea into two mugs, offering one to the man by her side and taking one for herself to take a careful sip. "You are humble, I can see that," she said as if picking up where they had left off. "Tell me one of your deepest desires, Corey-san," she said on a playful tone.

Now that question was just great to ease his mind – the Captain thought to himself and rather sipped on the tea too. 

"Well... One is to become my man's under that waterfall. But it's cold and a very public place, so not so likely to happen," he said with a little chuckle. Still lost in the magic of this all. "Maybe... maybe to try those silk ropes and that technique of tying it around someone…"

"Oh those are both nice and... naughty desires. Maybe the first will happen one day. And well... maybe I could later help you out with the other one if you need someone to practice on. I happen to like to be tied up like that by handsome men like yourself," Sakura – which means cherry blossom – said playfully again, but at the same time dead serious too.

"But before that... I shall entertain you some more, my Captain-san, no?" she asked after finishing her tea. "Would you like to hear me play some music for you? Some say I have a talent for that and also singing," she suggested, seeing the clearly baffled look on the Captain's face and wanting to give him some alternatives to choose from.

"Oh..." Corey could only react that swallowing hard and blushing some more. "That is good to know… I would like that… And yes. Please do show me your skills. I love music and songs. You write them too?" he asked picking up on the clearly different personality of the more naughty and open geisha. But a geisha should be like that to her guests and Sakura seemed to be very good in her profession of entertaining men…

"You are so cute when being at a loss and blushing like that, Corey-san," she added, outright flirting with the man by then. Bowing to his wishes, she stood up and with small steps walked over to a sliding door in the wall to take her three stringed instrument out of its place and join Corey by the table again.

Taking her place closer to Corey now, she checked the strings while answering him. "Yes, I write some music and songs then other times I perform old traditional ones. Depends on what is asked from me," she said then started softly playing on the instrument with her long slender fingers. The melody was captivating and peaceful, but there was also a deep underlying passion in it too. Then she started softly singing the lines about stolen kisses, forbidden love and even coupling just to see how the Captain would react.

To all that of course the Captain blushed even more and watched the elegant creature fetch the instrument. His mind was spinning and he had to blink a few times from the choice of the song Sakura was singing. The music was beautiful and relaxed his mind, but the song on the other hand aroused his body along with the pretty flirty geisha. Soon showing visual evidence of all that as he was sitting there watching Sakura spellbound.

Glimpsing at the man close next to her, she of course noticed the effects the song and her flirty ways were having on the Captain and perhaps to encourage him a bit, she slid even closer to him until their thighs were practically touching. A clear invitation to invade her personal space and touch her the way he liked.

That was confirmed by the lyrics of the song too and once it was over, she softly put her instrument down and flashed her bare tattooed wrist – which was considered arousing – to the Captain before placing her hand on his knee.

"How did you like my song, Corey-san? Did it please you? Because I want to please you in every way you might want from me..." she said, practically giving free rein over her being to the handsome Captain.

"I loved your song very much Sakura-san. It had a great effect on me…" Corey said looking into the black eyes and moving the slender hand to his bulging pants. "You are very beautiful and talented, Sakura.." he added, hitting the more intimate addressing on purpose as he leaned closer and pecked the blood red moist lips.

The geisha immediately responded by a soft moan as she was kissed and parted her painted lips to let the man into her mouth. At the same time her hand traced the hard manhood with confidence and started lightly rubbing it to tease Corey some more.

"You are too kind to me, Corey," she used the same intimate addressing. "But I'm happy to please you... Tell me how you want it and I will do it for you, my handsome Captain," she batted her lashes at him a bit, her hand squeezing the hard meat a bit firmer.

Corey was starting to see stars from all the attention and suggestions he was getting. He had to bite his lip with a moan and close his eyes from that divine touch on his hardness. "I want you to teach me how to tie you up with those long silk ropes… Please…" he whispered swallowing hard.

"As you wish," the geisha smiled with the slightly smeared paint on her lips, which only made her look more seducing yet vulnerable. Going as far as pecking the Captain's plump (and a little red) lips once more, she stroked the hardness under her palm one last time before getting up and going to another hidden compartment in the wall.

It took her no time to find the long ropes just to carry them to her bed and place them on the floor next to it. Then facing Corey she started slowly undressing. While taking off layer after layer, she kept explaining what they were going to do.

"This kind of artful bondage is called 'Kinbaku', meaning 'tight binding' or 'Shibari' which means 'decoratively tie'. Many find this way of tying up someone beautiful. The person who does the tying up is often called 'Nawashi' which means 'rope master'. It takes a long time to perfect the different types of techniques, but it is so worth it. During this practice pleasure derives more from the process of the binding than the beautiful result," she said, revealing more and more of her perfect pale and inked skin until Kiichi was standing there naked and clearly aroused.

Sitting down on the middle of the bed with both her personalities showing, the geisha waved Corey closer to take a closer look of the ropes prepared neatly. "How did you envision binding me? In what pose?" she asked, stroking along the rope closest to her.

Corey listened to everything very interested. He saw some photos and even drawings of these things. And as much as he didn't care for the female bodies, the beautiful geometric way of the ropes and knots and the vulnerability aroused him the same as it did to his troops showing such pictures around. 

Kiichi, or more like Sakura now, was about to fulfill his dark desire. But he had already noticed that his love had the ability to bring the dominant possessive side of him to surface, and also he felt like submitting to the fierce samurai as well. It was balanced out well and for Corey it felt all perfect and natural to be that way. Bringing out the deepest hidden needs in each other and accepting and fulfilling them... 

"Kneeling before me," he whispered low, looking over his gorgeous man. "I love that… I mean… would love it. With your hands behind your back, holding your forearms…"

A slow smile spread on the painted lips hearing that about the pose. "I see you have heard of this before. Maybe even know the basics, you naughty boy," she chuckled dirtily but approvingly. "Very well. Whatever my Captain wishes for. I'll instruct you as we go along."

And with that she crawled over to the man to sit back on her heels with her tattooed back towards Corey. She quickly stretched her equally inked arms a bit then put them behind her back, hands taking a hold of her forearms, head slightly bent forward.

"Take the first rope and do as I say..." she started, even closing her eyes and suppressing a soft moan when Sakura felt the rope touch a wrist first. From there that special 'under a spell' atmosphere fell right back on them, even if it was charged with arousal more while Sakura kept instructing the Captain when it was needed.

It was magical and like a ritual and Corey felt honored and excited and very, very aroused. He slowly pulled the thin but very strong silk ropes around the goose bumped body. Making knots where it was needed. Forming a net-like shape over Sakura, admiring the process and the visuals as the geisha became more and more restricted and was now fully at the mercy of the Captain.

It was clear that on the receiving end the geisha had to keep her eyes closed and focus on her breathing. It was definitely affecting the inked body, which manifested in those goose bumps and an excited throbbing between her legs.

The longer it took, the more amazing it felt – clearly for both of them. She loved to surrender to this man like this too. The more rope was used up by Corey, the less she could move and in a paradox way it felt more and more liberating to her mind, making her moan and lightly fidget every now and then.

 
Sakura

Finishing up knotting the final rope’s end, Corey stepped back and faced his creation. "You are so beautiful and perfect for me… I am so lucky to have the honor to have you…" he said and slowly took his clothes off. Standing fully naked and feeling the endless black eyes feasting on his body, he held his already leaking shaft and stroked it slowly as a show for his love. 

"I want your pretty red lips around it first… Then I make you ready for me," he stated in a low calm voice, the role of the dominant fully showing on him as he stepped to his lover and held the neat bun of dark hair and pulled the painted face to his cock.

Even if it didn't show from the layer of powder on Sakura's face, she was blushing as she slightly dropped her black gaze from the praising words. Then it was time to feast the dark eyes on that fine man finally undressing in front of her, making her even more aroused.

"It's an honor for me to serve you in any way you need me," she whispered as the musky scent of the man hit her nose as her head was guided to the thick and beautiful meat, making her mouth water in anticipation. Without any further ado, she leaned a bit more forward to open her red lips and suck a small kiss onto the tip, tasting a bead of pre-cum on her tongue. Of course it made her moan and look up at the Captain with her big black eyes, red lips framing the hard cock as they began sliding onto Corey's shaft. She was obviously skilled if not a natural in sucking big cocks. Now she was immensely enjoying pleasuring this fine man with all she got in store for him.

The feeling made the Captain shiver and close his eyes to contain himself somehow. The slurping sounds and the red lip paint smeared on his dick were almost too much of a visual to hold back and not feed the geisha with his seed right in that moment… 

To avoid such a thing to happen, Corey pulled back and bent down to kiss again the sweet swelling lips before pushing the bonded body to the floor to lay on her side and started fingering and licking his love open for himself. The long tattooed thighs were wrapped around by the thin rope and the knees also secured in a bent position, the flushed and hard long manhood folded backwards right between the strong thighs and Corey kept flicking his tongue against the trapped wet tip of it.

Sakura could see and feel from more of that sweet fluid oozing into her mouth how much the Captain was enjoying her mouth. And damn how she loved the way it stretched it wide as she was working on him with all the tricks she knew, not caring about some of her saliva sliding down on her chin.

She also made a mental note that some time she'll have to make the Captain come down her throat like that, but for now she let the buff man move her around as he wanted. Not that she had much of a choice bound like that. All Kiichi could do was quietly pant and moan from Corey's actions.

Soon the bound geisha was squirming on the bed, so ready to be taken by this amazing soldier. "To all the gods... Please, Corey... fuck me already. Want to feel that thick cock in me. Don't tease me any longer..." she looked over her shoulder, her make up smeared around the slightly swollen and throbbing lips, eyes hazy with pure lust, muscles trembling and trapped cock oozing in anticipation.

He couldn't deny what his man needed, even if it was a kinky game. Corey moaned and laid behind the shaking body. He stroked along the soft sweaty skin and the tight ropes with adoration as his lips and teeth found the shoulder and nape of Sakura to pamper. His wide tip only pressed to the very ready hole for a good half minute. Making his man even more inpatient. 

But he also had enough of the teasing and grabbing onto the thicker rolled up part of the rope, he practically pulled Kiichi onto his thick cock, fucking himself deeper with short steady moves, groaning his pleasure into the fragrant neck.

The way that hard cock was stretching the helpless geisha was so very amazing. She was moaning low and satisfied as more and more of it was pushed into her hungry ass until Corey bottomed out. She panted and lightly circled her hips as much as she could to make more room for Corey's shaft.

"Thank you... oh... please, please move. Need to feel you..." the needy and slightly desperate encouraging tore itself out from between the red lips as pleasure was rushing through the bound body over and over again in need for more.

Using the ropes the Captain was literally pulling the unmoving body rhythmically onto his cock, pushing hard against the sensitive nerve buds. Chasing their pleasures higher and higher as he felt loosing his mind and grip on himself in any second from all the sweet sinful noises of the geisha.

Kiichi just loved how his bound body was used by his man to pleasure them both. With every thug on his ropes, that thick oozing shaft impaled him deep, tearing more and more pleasure-filled sounds out of the geisha.

He could feel his trapped cock leaking and throbbing against the ropes and soon she was whining for it. Needing and burning for it so hard that it felt like fully losing his being to the man and his hammering thrusts.

Broken words and pleas were mumbled as all her right spots were being stimulated, pushing her higher and higher towards her blinding orgasm. She begged for permission, but before Corey could give it to the geisha, her whole body tensed in the firm grip of the ropes and the Captain and she shook apart from the pleasure that made her come hard onto Corey's thigh with his bound and bent back cock, his tight ass pulsing and pulling the hard dick deeper into her.

Corey's body stiffened from the nearly painful pull of those trembling walls. He put one of his big hands over the pretty lips of Sakura to silence and maybe choke her a little bit as he pushed even deeper inside and pumped her shaking body full of his seed with a throaty groan. Pulling the tied body closer, and moving slowly to take them through their orgasm, he kissed along the damp hair and nape with all of his burning love.

That big warm hand over her mouth only added to the messed up geisha's overwhelming pleasures and made her moan louder against Corey's palm, her bound body squirming with pleasure as she was filled up with the Captain's big load until she felt it oozing out of her ass so wonderfully dirtily.

The geisha's bun loosened, her make up got smeared and her muscles started burning a bit from the ropes, but she loved it just as much as the slow pumping of the spent cock and those love-filled kisses on her nape as she was taking long breaths through her nose to let her trembling body calm down somewhat.

"You are perfect… I love you," Corey breathed lifting the hand from the mouth and stroking down the heavily moving chest. Caressing his love with adoration. "I want to bathe you and caress you for hours... "

Opening his eyes Kiichi's flesh broke out in goose bumps all over his tied and naked body. A sweet satisfied smile appeared on his white and sweaty face while enjoying the stroking on his heaving chest.

"You're perfect too and I love you with all my being..." Kiichi whispered. "You can bathe me in our shared bath... and I will want to ride you in the water before all that caressing follows..." he chuckled a bit hoarsely and lifted his head to look back at his man over his tattooed shoulder. "But first you should start untying me, my love. My muscles are starting to cramp," he said offering his red and swollen lips for a kiss.

Honestly the untying process was just as arousing as the tying up. At least for Corey… So very soon the wish of Kiichi riding him was starting to become his own too. 

Of course he showered the slightly bruised skin with sweet kisses, and more hungry touches. 
The hot bath was ready fast and he was holding his gorgeous man in his arms and he washed the paint and sweat down with a cloth, sharing small kisses and feeling as happy as he could be…

Kiichi seemed to be high on love as well and they were soon kissing and stroking each other in the steamy water, working up the mood for that ride the samurai mentioned. 

It didn't take long for the clearly very liberated man to climb onto the Captain's lap and guide the hard meat back into his body. Staying as playful and flirty as the geisha was. And for a while not caring about anything else just the burning love they shared.

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