InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bankotsu's Sensual Lessons ❯ Bankotsu's Mysterious Vixen Pt IV ( Chapter 9 )
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By: kittyb78 
Bankotsu and Michiko have a long talk
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.18.2010 | Updated On: 02.23.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 703 | Status: Completed
Bankotsu and Michiko have a long talk
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.18.2010 | Updated On: 02.23.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 703 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters. They are the sole property of their wonderfully talented created Rumiko Takahashi. I am simply using them for my own twisted enjoyment. I do however own my naughty plot lines. XD
A/N: This part of the series is getting longer than originally planned, so be patient okay? Soon as the Mysterious Vixen mini saga is finished, we will get back to the random one-shots. :P
Bankotsu's Mysterious Vixen Pt. IV
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His fist clenched to the point it was turning white around the knuckles and he cracked his neck. His eyes narrowed hatefully at the dirt she was stroking so tenderly. "What's that?"
She frowned at his harsh tone and replied, "My garden." as she started plucking weeds from between the soon to bud vegetables.
He released a pent up sigh and stood behind her. 'At least I won't have to grind any bones today.'
The silence that followed was deafening. The air was tense and nearly crackled with electricity from the force of his anger.
Her spine stiffened, before she released a long sigh and whispered, "He died on the battlefield." She focused her attention to the garden she had planted intending to feed her and her fiancé from.
Bankotsu blinked and tilted his head to the side. "He was a soldier?"
She nodded, waging a silent battle with the deep sadness that had gripped her heart. Her head fell forward and her hair curtained around her face, as if hiding it from the world.
Her shoulders began shaking and she sank her teeth deep into her bottom lip, as the unwanted moisture fell free to mingle with the dirt.
Bankotsu sighed heavily. There wasn't much else he could say that would comfort her, and he was starting to get damned irritated watching her cry over some other guy.
He stared at her for a moment, noticing the way the sunlight danced in her hair and silently knelt beside her, pulling her into his arms.
He closed his eyes and breathed slowly forcing his anger under a tight lock and key, and scooped her into his powerful arms.
She clung to his haori and buried her face in his chest, sobbing.
He rolled his eyes and carried her over to the river. He stopped. His eyes filled with mischief and a smirk made its way onto his face. 'This will make her stop crying.'
Without a word, he lifted her higher and then released her, laughing like a little boy who had just pulled a girl's pigtails, when she shrieked and fell into the water.
Michiko's eyes widened as the cold water crashed around her. 'I can't believe he just did that.' She thought, as she forced her way back up to the surface.
Using her anger to fuel her movements, she tore through the water and shot him a nasty glare, which caused the mercenary to laugh even harder.
Her eyes narrowed further and her nostrils flared. "How dare you?"
Overcome by anger, she grit her teeth and balled her fist, before smashing it into the water and sending a wave towards the shore.
Silence filled the air, and blue eyes narrowed at the woman who had just wet his clothes. For a moment even the cacophony of bugs fell utterly silent, as he glared at her.
Bankotsu growled. "Why you-" He blinked as water flew at his hakamas again.
Quick as lightening, he jumped into the water and pulled her underneath by her legs. They began wrestling a minute, before breaking for the surface.
She splashed another wave at his face and then gasped. She turned around and started to swim away.
Watching her, his anger melted into playfulness. He took off his haori and threw it onto the bank, before giving chase, using his powerful arms to propel him through the water.
She yelped and kicked trying to get away and swam away laughing as she felt invigorated.
The game continued and both forgot their anger and sadness, playing instead, like carefree children. They chased and dunked each other several times, while laughing boisterously.
They continued until the sun started its downward descent, and then climbed out, collapsing onto the bank, panting and grinning at each other.
Once she regained her breath, Michiko confided, "I haven't laughed like that since I was a child." She rolled onto her side, supporting her head by her hand and elbow, and watched the man beside her.
Bankotsu's bronze, well defined chest glistened in the fading sunlight. She watched his chest rise and fall, intrigued by the smooth play of the muscles rippling beneath his skin, while he stretched his arms over his head and locked his fingers behind his head and closed his eyes.
He inhaled deeply of the fresh evening air, for once glad that he was alive again. He'd missed those rare peaceful evenings of watching the stars after his brothers fell asleep.
His eyes became sad and he frowned as he remembered how his brothers had died, leaving him alone in the world once again.
Feeling his stomach rumble, reminded him of the fact that he hadn't eaten in a long while. He cracked an eye open, intending to ask her about the stew she had been cooking, but smirked as he noticed the blatant interest in her eyes.
He unlaced his fingers and pushed up on his elbows, inwardly grinning as her eyes became darker with arousal. He reached over, pulling her elbow out from under her, and settled his body on toy of hers, pinning her with his gaze.
She squeaked and her eyes widened, before his lips crashed down on hers. He licked and nibbled her bottom lip, until she opened her mouth granting him access. He slipped his tongue inside, kissing her hot and heavy, while his hands molded over her soaked haori and covered her breasts.
He worked them into a gentle rawness rubbing them through the material, and felt her nipples perking up, pressing into the middle of his palms.
He broke the intoxicating kiss and moved to nibble her collar bone, pulling the haori away from her shoulder, baring it to his waiting mouth.
She quickly felt her stomach coiling and wetness seep between her legs, gasping as his strong thigh pressed against her moistness, rubbing slowly, teasing her through her hakamas.
She had just decided to give herself up, very much enjoying his attentions and laid back moaning, ready to let him have his way with her, when she felt him smirk into her neck and pull back.
He pulled her to her feet, watching her blink and grinned. "We can finish this later, first thing is first – food and sake." He winked at her, pleased that she had been enjoying his touches.
She blushed deeper and turned away, licking her suddenly dry lips. Her eyes widened and she yelled, "Oh! My stew!" and ran back towards the cabin, to try and save her stew.
Bankotsu chuckled chasing after rubbed his belly watching her bend over and dish up the stew. 'First we eat, and then we fuck.' Rubbing his hands together, he licked his lips accepting his bowl.
He stared at her, "Got any sake?"
She frowned. "Well, there is one barrel… We were saving it for our wedding night." Her eyes fell to the ground.
Bankotsu set the stew aside and asked, "Where is it stored?"
She tilted her head sideways staring at him as if debating.
He stared into her eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Well?"
She sighed. "Follow me." and led him inside to the back of the cabin. In the pantry stood a single barrel smack dab in the middle of the floor.
Bankotsu smirked and bent over, lifting it easily. He carried it outside by the fire and set it down.
She bit her lip and followed him outside, carrying two sake bowls.
He noticed her frown at the barrel and said, "Hey, better than leaving it go to waste, ne?"
She nodded and sat closer to the tree, handing him one of the sake cups.
He smirked, taking the cup and pulled off the barrel lid. He dipped the cup and raised it to his lips.
She quietly ate her stew, watching him.
He smirked and dipped her cup into the barrel, before holding it up for her to take it.
After a second, she took the cup. He watched waiting for her to drink. When she did so, he grinned and ate his stew, refilling their cups whenever they got empty.
Once all of the stew and half the sake were finished, she held up her hands. "No more for me."
He chuckled gulping down his freshest cup of sake. He grabbed her by the elbow and rolled her underneath him again, growling, "Come here."
He settled his weight firmly on top of her body, running his fingers down her sides, and gave her an impish grin.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. His lips descended on hers and she began kissing him back.
His hands slowly rubbed her shoulders, before moving downward as his mouth licked and sucked on her neck and shoulders.
She arched her back, pressing her aching breasts into his warm firm hands. Her hands traveled down to his shoulders and she moaned, when his lips closed around one of her nipples.
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A/N: Okay I will leave the rest of what happens, to the imaginations of my readers – enjoy! ;}
One more chapter should wrap up the Bankotsu's Mysterious Vixen mini saga.
A/N: This part of the series is getting longer than originally planned, so be patient okay? Soon as the Mysterious Vixen mini saga is finished, we will get back to the random one-shots. :P
Bankotsu's Mysterious Vixen Pt. IV
--
His fist clenched to the point it was turning white around the knuckles and he cracked his neck. His eyes narrowed hatefully at the dirt she was stroking so tenderly. "What's that?"
She frowned at his harsh tone and replied, "My garden." as she started plucking weeds from between the soon to bud vegetables.
He released a pent up sigh and stood behind her. 'At least I won't have to grind any bones today.'
The silence that followed was deafening. The air was tense and nearly crackled with electricity from the force of his anger.
Her spine stiffened, before she released a long sigh and whispered, "He died on the battlefield." She focused her attention to the garden she had planted intending to feed her and her fiancé from.
Bankotsu blinked and tilted his head to the side. "He was a soldier?"
She nodded, waging a silent battle with the deep sadness that had gripped her heart. Her head fell forward and her hair curtained around her face, as if hiding it from the world.
Her shoulders began shaking and she sank her teeth deep into her bottom lip, as the unwanted moisture fell free to mingle with the dirt.
Bankotsu sighed heavily. There wasn't much else he could say that would comfort her, and he was starting to get damned irritated watching her cry over some other guy.
He stared at her for a moment, noticing the way the sunlight danced in her hair and silently knelt beside her, pulling her into his arms.
He closed his eyes and breathed slowly forcing his anger under a tight lock and key, and scooped her into his powerful arms.
She clung to his haori and buried her face in his chest, sobbing.
He rolled his eyes and carried her over to the river. He stopped. His eyes filled with mischief and a smirk made its way onto his face. 'This will make her stop crying.'
Without a word, he lifted her higher and then released her, laughing like a little boy who had just pulled a girl's pigtails, when she shrieked and fell into the water.
Michiko's eyes widened as the cold water crashed around her. 'I can't believe he just did that.' She thought, as she forced her way back up to the surface.
Using her anger to fuel her movements, she tore through the water and shot him a nasty glare, which caused the mercenary to laugh even harder.
Her eyes narrowed further and her nostrils flared. "How dare you?"
Overcome by anger, she grit her teeth and balled her fist, before smashing it into the water and sending a wave towards the shore.
Silence filled the air, and blue eyes narrowed at the woman who had just wet his clothes. For a moment even the cacophony of bugs fell utterly silent, as he glared at her.
Bankotsu growled. "Why you-" He blinked as water flew at his hakamas again.
Quick as lightening, he jumped into the water and pulled her underneath by her legs. They began wrestling a minute, before breaking for the surface.
She splashed another wave at his face and then gasped. She turned around and started to swim away.
Watching her, his anger melted into playfulness. He took off his haori and threw it onto the bank, before giving chase, using his powerful arms to propel him through the water.
She yelped and kicked trying to get away and swam away laughing as she felt invigorated.
The game continued and both forgot their anger and sadness, playing instead, like carefree children. They chased and dunked each other several times, while laughing boisterously.
They continued until the sun started its downward descent, and then climbed out, collapsing onto the bank, panting and grinning at each other.
Once she regained her breath, Michiko confided, "I haven't laughed like that since I was a child." She rolled onto her side, supporting her head by her hand and elbow, and watched the man beside her.
Bankotsu's bronze, well defined chest glistened in the fading sunlight. She watched his chest rise and fall, intrigued by the smooth play of the muscles rippling beneath his skin, while he stretched his arms over his head and locked his fingers behind his head and closed his eyes.
He inhaled deeply of the fresh evening air, for once glad that he was alive again. He'd missed those rare peaceful evenings of watching the stars after his brothers fell asleep.
His eyes became sad and he frowned as he remembered how his brothers had died, leaving him alone in the world once again.
Feeling his stomach rumble, reminded him of the fact that he hadn't eaten in a long while. He cracked an eye open, intending to ask her about the stew she had been cooking, but smirked as he noticed the blatant interest in her eyes.
He unlaced his fingers and pushed up on his elbows, inwardly grinning as her eyes became darker with arousal. He reached over, pulling her elbow out from under her, and settled his body on toy of hers, pinning her with his gaze.
She squeaked and her eyes widened, before his lips crashed down on hers. He licked and nibbled her bottom lip, until she opened her mouth granting him access. He slipped his tongue inside, kissing her hot and heavy, while his hands molded over her soaked haori and covered her breasts.
He worked them into a gentle rawness rubbing them through the material, and felt her nipples perking up, pressing into the middle of his palms.
He broke the intoxicating kiss and moved to nibble her collar bone, pulling the haori away from her shoulder, baring it to his waiting mouth.
She quickly felt her stomach coiling and wetness seep between her legs, gasping as his strong thigh pressed against her moistness, rubbing slowly, teasing her through her hakamas.
She had just decided to give herself up, very much enjoying his attentions and laid back moaning, ready to let him have his way with her, when she felt him smirk into her neck and pull back.
He pulled her to her feet, watching her blink and grinned. "We can finish this later, first thing is first – food and sake." He winked at her, pleased that she had been enjoying his touches.
She blushed deeper and turned away, licking her suddenly dry lips. Her eyes widened and she yelled, "Oh! My stew!" and ran back towards the cabin, to try and save her stew.
Bankotsu chuckled chasing after rubbed his belly watching her bend over and dish up the stew. 'First we eat, and then we fuck.' Rubbing his hands together, he licked his lips accepting his bowl.
He stared at her, "Got any sake?"
She frowned. "Well, there is one barrel… We were saving it for our wedding night." Her eyes fell to the ground.
Bankotsu set the stew aside and asked, "Where is it stored?"
She tilted her head sideways staring at him as if debating.
He stared into her eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Well?"
She sighed. "Follow me." and led him inside to the back of the cabin. In the pantry stood a single barrel smack dab in the middle of the floor.
Bankotsu smirked and bent over, lifting it easily. He carried it outside by the fire and set it down.
She bit her lip and followed him outside, carrying two sake bowls.
He noticed her frown at the barrel and said, "Hey, better than leaving it go to waste, ne?"
She nodded and sat closer to the tree, handing him one of the sake cups.
He smirked, taking the cup and pulled off the barrel lid. He dipped the cup and raised it to his lips.
She quietly ate her stew, watching him.
He smirked and dipped her cup into the barrel, before holding it up for her to take it.
After a second, she took the cup. He watched waiting for her to drink. When she did so, he grinned and ate his stew, refilling their cups whenever they got empty.
Once all of the stew and half the sake were finished, she held up her hands. "No more for me."
He chuckled gulping down his freshest cup of sake. He grabbed her by the elbow and rolled her underneath him again, growling, "Come here."
He settled his weight firmly on top of her body, running his fingers down her sides, and gave her an impish grin.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. His lips descended on hers and she began kissing him back.
His hands slowly rubbed her shoulders, before moving downward as his mouth licked and sucked on her neck and shoulders.
She arched her back, pressing her aching breasts into his warm firm hands. Her hands traveled down to his shoulders and she moaned, when his lips closed around one of her nipples.
--
A/N: Okay I will leave the rest of what happens, to the imaginations of my readers – enjoy! ;}
One more chapter should wrap up the Bankotsu's Mysterious Vixen mini saga.