InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Alphabet soup ❯ V is for Voracious ( Chapter 22 )

Alphabet Soup

 

By kira

 

 

Author's note: The following is a series of Jakotsu-centric challenge fics written from a list my dear friend and writing partner, Vega-chan, came up with for me. It's based on Killa Kay's awesome collection of Gravitation short stories called “A to Z.” (You can find them in my favorite stories section over at ff.net.) Due to the nature of the word given, they can either be what I call “canon timeline” which is set before their first deaths or AU which is set in modern times and will be set in the “world” I created in my story, “Homecoming.”

 

 

“Take me now baby here as I am...

Pull me close, try and understand...

Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe...

Love is a banquet on which we feed...

Come on now try and understand...

The way I feel when I'm in your hands...” from “Because the night” by Bruce Springsteen & Patti Smith as sung by Patti Smith.

 

 

Thanks go out to notoes for betaing the entire series for me! *glomps you*

 

In case you're wondering...I don't own them; Takahashi-sensei does!

 

 

 

 

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“V” is for Voracious

 

 

Renkotsu slid the shoji, to the room he shared with Suikotsu, back with a resounding thwack. He stormed angrily into the room. “Stupid rabbits!!” he swore. “Don't they have anything better do to with their time?!”

 

 

“Jakotsu is certainly voracious when it comes to Oo-Aniki but that's because they're boys, Ren,” Suikotsu, looking up from the medicinal herbs he was sorting, said calmly.

 

 

“Yeah? Well, I'm tired of walking in on it!” Renkotsu said peevishly. He came over to his lover and sat down on the floor across from him.

 

 

“I know, but did it ever occur to you that that's a game he's playing with you?”

 

 

“A game?! How is acting like a rabbit in the most inappropriate of places a game?” Renkotsu sputtered.

 

 

“Well, look at how angry you are,” Suikotsu said in the same calm tones he used before. “You don't see me getting angry when he does that to me.”

 

 

“Yeah, but he doesn't do that you every chance he gets.”

 

 

“That's because it's not as much fun to tease me as it is to tease you. I don't get upset, Ren, and you should try very hard not to either.”

 

 

“I know, but it's hard.” Renkotsu sighed and rubbed his hands over his face, letting his right hand slide across his jaw line to the back of his neck, while the other settled in his lap. He massaged his neck, easing the tension that was there.

 

 

Suikotsu nodded. “What you're forgetting is that he grew up in a bathhouse where sex was as common as taking a bath. And he had been working there for most of his life as well.”

 

 

“Yeah...” Renkotsu trailed off as he thought it over. “Wait, you're telling me he's just whoring it up with Ban?”

 

 

“No, not exactly. Jak genuinely likes, or perhaps even loves, Oo-Aniki very much.” Suikotsu smiled. “Don't you remember what it was like to be seventeen?” the claw-bearer said, quirking an eyebrow at him.

 

 

“At seventeen, Sui, I was working my ass off at the smithy.”

 

 

“And I was busy learning how to be a doctor from my father.” Suikotsu grinned. “Think of it this way, Ren, at seventeen, Jak is busy learning how to be a child again. A very naughty one, but a child none-the-less,” Suikotsu deadpanned.

 

 

Renkotsu laughed. “Then Ban must be busy learning how to be a man.”

 

 

“In a manner of speaking, yes,” Suikotsu quipped.

 

 

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Jakotsu sighed contentedly. He was lying on the floor in Bankotsu's study, holding his lover in an awkward embrace. Bankotsu's breath alternately warmed and cooled the bare skin on the cross-dresser's chest as his lover inhaled and exhaled, sending little shivers up and down his spine. He was happy and deliriously so, which was why he was willing to put up with the soreness and playing the submissive with Bankotsu. Even when Bankotsu would offer to let him be the dominate one, Jakotsu found he would rather keep things the way they were. There was just something about having Bankotsu inside him that made the cross-dresser eagerly accept it. He sighed again.

 

 

“You alright, Sweetness?”

 

 

“Yeah...” Jakotsu smiled. “I was just thinking about what a tasty lil dumpling you are,” he said impishly.

 

 

Bankotsu laughed. “Yeah?”

 

 

“Uh-hunh.” Jakotsu gently cupped his lover's cheek.

 

 

Bankotsu reached up and, taking Jakotsu's hand, he moved it so that he could kiss his palm.

 

 

Jakotsu's breath caught in throat. Bankotsu had let go of the cross-dresser's hand, letting his own hand wander down the length of Jakotsu's body. The soft touch of Bankotsu's hand with his rough calloused fingers and palm never failed to arouse him. To the cross-dresser Bankotsu was a hunger that was never satisfied, and one that he never tired of appeasing.

 

 

“Feel like having some more fun?” Bankotsu said huskily.

 

 

“Oh yeah...” was Jakotsu's breathless reply. The cross-dresser closed his eyes, his breath quickening while his lover shifted his weight to blanket him.

 

 

Bankotsu playfully tweaked Jakotsu's left nipple. When the cross-dresser moaned softly, he suckled on the right, before moving his way downwards. Bankotsu trailed a line of kisses down Jakotsu's torso, chuckling inwardly when the cross-dresser tensed with each feather soft kiss. He made his way to his paramour's navel and, stealing a quick look at his lover, Bankotsu licked it.

 

 

Jakotsu giggled and tried to push him away.

 

 

Bankotsu looked up and laughed. “You like?”

 

 

“Yeah...” Jakotsu giggled again. It felt good and strange at the same time because Bankotsu's subtle movements rubbed against Jakotsu's erection in a tantalizing way. If he was not hungry before Bankotsu had started, Jakotsu felt he was starving now. Especially now that Bankotsu was busy sucking him off while his fingers poked their way inside him. Jakotsu tensed, remembering what had happened earlier when Renkotsu had chosen that moment to enter the study, thinking no one was inside. He had been looking for a sketchbook that had been left behind during an earlier meeting and had unfortunately walked in while they busy engaging in a similar activity...

 

 

“Oh hell!” the fire-breather swore when he noticed his leader and his paramour were engaged in an intimate activity.

 

 

Oh hell yourself! Can't you go away and leave us alone? Jakotsu thought, his frown of annoyance easily mistaken for one of pleasure. He groaned disappointedly when Bankotsu paused in his ministrations.

 

 

“What the hell do you want, Ren?” Bankotsu asked, his annoyance at being disturbed clearly heard.

 

 

“Uh...” Renkotsu said in a strangled voice. He hated walking in on them like that and in his embarrassment, he was at a loss for words.

 

 

“Maybe he wants to join us...?” Jakotsu said sweetly, trying to recapture the moment.

 

 

“NO!!” his lover and the fire-breather chorused.

 

 

The cross-dresser giggled. He knew Renkotsu would never have agreed to it anyway, even if Bankotsu had been willing to have a three-some. He looked over at the fire-breather and sighed. “Perhaps another time...?” he said impishly.

 

 

That was enough to spur Renkotsu into action. Forgetting his sketchbook, the fire-breather turned and hurried out of there, sliding the shoji shut with a resounding thwack.

 

 

“Now where were we before we so rudely interrupted?” Bankotsu playfully asked.

 

 

“You were umm...” Jakotsu trailed off impishly.

 

 

“Oh yeah...” Bankotsu replied in the same tone of voice Jakotsu had used earlier when uttering the same phrase.

 

 

Jakotsu laughed, morphing it into a cry of pleasure when Bankotsu resumed his former ministrations...

 

 

Bankotsu's head bobbed up and down, his mouth poised to imitate a woman's opening, not that Jakotsu cared. It was no secret that the cross-dresser preferred men. Despite what little Jakotsu had told him about his childhood, Bankotsu was positive he had never actually been with a woman.

 

 

It was not long before the cross-dresser climaxed, the little waves of pleasure washing over him. It was a like having an appetizer before sitting down to a banquet in Jakotsu's humble opinion.

 

 

Bankotsu swallowed and slowly slid his way up Jakotsu's body. When he was close enough, the cross-dresser took his head in his hands, gently easing him forward, until he captured Bankotsu's lips with his own. Jakotsu kissed Bankotsu, parting his lips, the cross-dresser's tongue trying to worm its way between his lover's teeth.

 

 

Bankotsu resisted at first, playfully teasing his paramour. Opening his mouth when Jakotsu had least expected it, Bankotsu let him deepened the kiss. They lay there, kissing each other long and hard. When the young leader of the Shichinintai judged the time was right, he pulled away from his paramour.

 

 

“You want me to get on my hands and knees?” Jakotsu said softly as he tried to pull his lover back down on top of him.

 

 

“Nah... I want to face you.”

 

 

“Yeah?” Jakotsu said, looking so happy about it, that Bankotsu was determined to give him his best.

 

 

“Yeah...”

 

 

Minutes later, Bankotsu had entered him, whetting Jakotsu's voracious appetite where he was concerned. In and out and in and out, he developed his rhythm in time to the cross-dresser's ragged breathing.

 

 

Jakotsu had arched upwards, his contented smile at odds with the frown that creased his forehead. The more Bankotsu thrust inside him, the more it fed his hunger for him. He wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling Bankotsu close. This time things were a bit quicker for them both, leaving them both surfeited.

 

 

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Later that evening, Suikotsu found him sitting gingerly on the floor of the bathhouse in a puddle of cool water. Jakotsu, thinking he was alone, had his eyes closed while he lazily dragged the rough cotton square up and down the length of his out stretched arm. It was clear from the dreamy look on his face, what he was thinking about, and the claw-bearer was glad to find him alone.

 

 

“Are you alright, Jak?” he said softly.

 

 

Jakotsu looked up at him, the claw-bearer's soft tones pulling him from his reverie. “Yeah...”

 

 

“You sure?” Suikotsu asked and the cross-dresser nodded in reply. “Then why are you sitting on the floor?” He pulled over a small stool and went to get a bucket of water, before sitting down. Dipping his cotton square in the bucket, Suikotsu wrung it out and began to wash himself.

 

 

“Well... I ummm...” Jakotsu, frowning, looked away.

 

 

“Too much Oo-Aniki, hunh?” Suikotsu chuckled.

 

 

Jakotsu laughed. “Yeah.”

 

 

Growing more serious, Suikotsu said, “If things don't feel right by morning, I'll make you a balm.”

 

 

“Thanks, Sui.” Jakotsu picked up the bucket of water sitting to his left and dumped it over himself. He gingerly rose to his feet. “I'm going to go soak for a bit.”

 

 

“Jak, I know Oo-Aniki is going away for a few days, which is good as it'll give you a chance to heal, but seriously, you should temper your appetite when it comes to him. You're going to wind up hurting yourself if you don't.”

 

 

“I know... but I can't help it, Sui. Aniki-chan makes me feel very ummm... I don't know, loved...?” The cross-dresser frowned. “When I'm with him, I don't want him to stop or go away or tell me `not now.'” Jakotsu wrapped his arms around himself as if hugging himself.

 

 

“I know... I've felt that way with my Sedako-chan.” Suikotsu briefly had a far away look in his eyes. “And I feel that way about Ren too.” He smiled.

 

 

“Yeah?”

 

 

Suikotsu nodded. “You look cold, why don't you go soak. I'll be there soon.”

 

 

“Alright...” Jakotsu turned and carefully walked away.

 

 

Suikotsu picked up the bucket and poured the water over himself. Hmmm... you must be very much in love with Oo-Aniki that you're willing to hurt yourself for him, and yet it appears that you've also had enough fun for one day if you're here by yourself.

 

 

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Jakotsu held on to Bankotsu as if he never wanted to let him go. Resting his chin on the top of his lover's head, he whispered softly, “Please stay...”

 

 

“I can't, Sweetness, and you know that,” Bankotsu murmured into his chest. “I wish I could take you with me, but I need you to stay behind and watch over the place for me.”

 

 

“Can't Ren do that? He likes being here with Sui, and Sui likes having him here too.”

 

 

“I know, but I'm sorry, Sweetness, I can't.” Bankotsu gave his paramour one last squeeze, before reluctantly pulling away. “Besides, I promise to make it up to you when I get back.”

 

 

“Yeah? Then I promise to work up a really big appetite for my lil dumpling,” Jakotsu said saucily.

 

 

“Good, cuz I look forward to feeding you.” Bankotsu took the cross-dresser's hand and kissed his fingers.

 

 

Jakotsu giggled, and noticing Renkotsu approaching, he asked, “What do you want?”

 

 

“Nothing, I just came to get Oo-Aniki. It's time for us to go.”

 

“Oh...”

 

 

“I'll be back soon, Sweetness. Just don't forget what I promised you.”

 

 

Jakotsu smiled impishly, “How could I forget a whole day of nookying with you as soon as you get back?”

 

 

Bankotsu stole a quick glance at the fire-breather, and grinning wickedly, he replied. “Well, I for one will be dreaming of it every night until I get back.”

 

 

Jakotsu's expression softened. “Yeah? I'll be doing the same.” He sighed happily like a lovesick girl.

 

 

Renkotsu looked at them like he wanted to be sick. “You're planning a nookying session? I thought you two just... ummm, you know, nookied whenever the mood hit and judging by the amount of nookying that's gone on lately, there's been a lot of mood...” He pinched the top of his nose between his eyes as a headache threatened to make his head explode.

 

 

“Hunh? I just like nookying Aniki-chan, cuz he's so tasty and I can't get enough of him.” Jakotsu giggled and pulled Bankotsu close again, kissing him one last time, before letting him go.

 

 

“Yeah...?” Bankotsu and Renkotsu chorused.

 

 

“Yeah.” Jakotsu smiled. “It's like... I don't know, it's...ummm, like enjoying sweets and not being able to get enough of them. I just have a big appetite for Aniki-chan. Now you'd better go so you can come back that much quicker, unless Ren can go by himself...?”

 

 

Bankotsu sighed. “Unfortunately he can't.”

 

 

“Oh well...” Jakotsu said sadly.

 

 

Bankotsu stood there, unwilling to leave. He hated seeing his paramour upset and when Jakotsu looked at him shyly, he was half tempted to drag him back inside for another round of nookying.

 

 

Renkotsu coughed, breaking the moment between the lovers. “Oo-Aniki, we'd better go before it gets dark.”

 

 

“Dark? It's morning, Ren,” Bankotsu said, giving his second-in-command a look like he had three heads.

 

 

“Aniki-chan's right, Ren, it's morning and the sun's shining,” Jakotsu added.

 

 

“True, but you both were making ox-eyes at each other and whenever you do that-”

 

 

“We nookie!” Jakotsu said. He and Bankotsu exchanged glances and laughed.

 

 

“Yeah,” Renkotsu said dryly.

 

 

“Oh well, we'd better go, Sweetness,” Bankotsu said. Turning to Renkotsu, he added, “Remind me next time, to have that daimyo come here.” He looked over at his paramour and winked.

 

 

“Will do, although I have the feeling Jak won't let you forget.”

 

 

“You're damned right I won't!” Jakotsu laughed. “Bye, Aniki-chan, Ren!”

 

 

“Bye...”

 

 

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Jakotsu was lying on his back in their futon, with Bankotsu snuggled up alongside him. The cross-dresser played with the end of his lover's braid.

 

 

“Ummm... Aniki-chan?”

 

 

“Yeah?”

 

 

“Tonight at dinner, Ren said I had vaporous appetite for you. What's he mean by that? Isn't vaporous the poison stuff Mu makes?”

 

“Yeah, Mu's poisons are usually vaporous, but I don't think that's what he said.” He looked up at his paramour. “Sui spoke to me earlier about you.” Bankotsu frowned. “How come you didn't tell me I was hurting you?”

 

 

Jakotsu shrugged. “It wasn't bad, so I didn't mind. But how come you didn't answer my question?” he said impishly.

 

 

“Sweetness...” Bankotsu sighed. “Ren meant `voracious,' meaning `insatiable' and `never satisfied,' which is what led to you getting hurt.” He reached up and cupped the cross-dresser's cheek. “And I don't want to hurt you.”

 

 

“I know you don't. But-”

 

 

“But nothing.” Bankotsu placed a finger on Jakotsu's lips, silencing his reply. “Besides, if you get hurt from too much nookying, then we'll have to stop and I don't think you'd want to. I know I wouldn't.”

 

 

Jakotsu nodded.

 

 

“So you're going have to stop being so voracious.” Bankotsu grinned.

 

 

“Alright...” Jakotsu said sadly.

 

 

“Sweetness, I didn't say stop completely, just not as much as before. Besides, I don't want you growing tired of me.”

 

 

Jakotsu giggled. “I never get tired of you.”

 

Bankotsu laughed. “Tell me about it.”

 

 

“I thought I just did.”

 

 

“True...”

 

 

Jakotsu kissed him. “I guess we should go to sleep, then, hunh?”

 

 

“Sounds like a plan to me...”

 

 

The cross-dresser laughed. “Good night, Aniki-chan. Sleep well.”

 

 

“You too, Sweetness.”

 

 

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Author's end note: Next up is “W”is for Wobbly.