Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ The Black Hawke ❯ Black Hawke Park ( Chapter 1 )

WARNING: Lemon/sexual roughness.

Please review and let me know if you want to read more.

Other RK fanfictions written by this Author under penname of Kanzen ne Tsuki on fanficiton.net and Adultfanfiction.net. "The Bad Kid", "Do You Want to Live Forever?", "The White Warrior and The Angel of Destruction", and "Beloved of The White Flame".

The Black Hawk

Hawkin's Park

3:32 a.m. Saturday

November

She didn't want to walk through the park at this time of night, but she had missed the last bus running and this was the shortest way home for her. Walking down the cement steps into the manmade mini-forest, she clutched her tan colored shin length trench closer around her throat trying to ward off the chilly breeze that was whistling its way through the threadbare spots causing her to shiver. She should not have stayed so late at the Diner cleaning up after that stupid bitch, Lisa. She should have just let her get into trouble and get fired for not doing her job... but then that would have left her as the only waitress on the swing shift until Larry hired somebody else, and that could be from now until forever before that happened.

Nobody wanted to work until two o'clock in the morning anymore... not ever her, and she was damned if she was going to be stuck with all the weirdo's and drifter-bums that came in late night by herself. There was no way. No only did they tip worth shit, but they were always trying to grab her ass or cop a feel. She had talked to Larry about it a hundred times if she had talked to him about it once, and he didn't give a rip.

"Start carrying a can of mace if your so uptight, Kay... but there is no way I'm hiring some asshole just to do security so you feel better. I can't afford that kind of crap and you know it."

"Fine," She had all but spat in his face. "I will start carrying some mace... or some pepper spray, and when I nail one of your fat-ass regulars for pawing at me, don't you dare come down on my when he complains. All right?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... whatever. Now get the hell out of my office. That cat-piss you call perfume is giving me a headache." That had been about three weeks ago, and as good as her word, she had started to pack a can of pepper spray in the pocket of her waitresses uniform, and she had used it as well... a couple of times. But so far, no one had launched any complaints against her, at least none that Larry had approached her about, so maybe he was sticking to their so-called verbal agreement.

"You better, you Jerk." She whispered angrily as she stomped her way through the dark along the well beaten dirt pathway. "Or I'll use this shit on you and see how you like it."

Grumbling to herself about all the things that were wrong with her life as well as with her job, she didn't really notice how many of the lights were out along the foliage dense pathway nor did she notice that a pair of sharp blue-green eyes had been following her almost from the moment she had entered the 'forbidden zone' of the forested parkway. That was one of her worst problems... she didn't notice things. She got way to wrapped up in things around her own self and life just passed her by. Unfortunately, life wasn't going to pass her by tonight... and for once, that was too bad. It truly was.

"Hey there little girl, where you going in such a big hurry?"

"Huh? What?" She jumped back started by his sudden appearance out of what seemed to be no where. "I... I'm going home...." She stuttered to her own dismay. "I missed the last bus."

"Ooooh, now isn't that just sad.... why, yes it is." He fell into step beside her as she tried to hurry herself along and put some distance between them, but his long graceful steps helped him keep pace quite easily. "Missing that last bus, well that has just got to be the worst thing that could happen to a pretty thing like you... and on a night like this too."

"Wh-what do you mean? A night like this?" She asked licking her lips nervously as a wave of fear washed over her making her stomach churn and tie itself into small painful knots.

"Why, a night without a moon. Hadn't you noticed?" He pointed up at the sky with one of his leather clad hands and she noticed that despite the gloves he wore his fingers were long and gracefully tapered. It was at that moment that she dared cast a swift furtive look over at him. A tiny gasp caught in the back of her throat as she perceived his profile in the dim light of the stars and the single lamp that they were approaching.

"N-no, I hadn't noticed." She responded in a choked tone as her mind registered what she had just seen. 'He's... he's gorgeous... totally gorgeous...'

"You probably should be more observant when you're out alone... don't you think?" He turned and looked directly at her revealing that his eyes were a dark green tinted with an aqua blue, and they were narrowed into predatory slits at the moment giving him a rather rakish appearance that set off all of her warning systems. "You never know what could happen to you... when you're out... all alone... on such a dark... cold... night... like this." 'RUUUUNN!!!'

"I suppose not... thank you for the warning, sir... I really have to be going now. Ahh... good night and all..." With a flimsy shaky smile she waved a hasty hand and turned to make her get away, but it was not to be. A small cry of alarm and fear ejected itself from her open mouth as the powerful grip of his hand closed around her upper arm and yanked her back against his chest.

"I wasn't ready to say 'good-night' yet, little girl... so, don't be running off in such a hurry." His breath was hot and moist against her left ear as his hands now gripped both of her arms and he held her fast against the strength of his torso. "We were just getting to know each other... you and I... I think you ought to stay for a while."

"Oh God... pl-please don't h-hurt me..." She pleaded as he purposefully walked the two of them backwards out of the dim lamp light and into the denseness of the trees. "I won't fight you... I-I swear I won't... just don't h-hurt me..."

"Where's the fun in that?" His voice was low and predatory as he grabbed one of her breasts in a cruel hand. "The fear is what makes it worth the hunt, baby-doll... or didn't you know that?"

"I-I don't want to be afraid..." Tears burned her eyes and she desperately tried to figure out she could get her hands on the can of pepper spray in her uniform pocket, but the way he was holding her with both of her arms pinned to her sides, it just wasn't going to happen. A lone tear skated down her face as she realized he was going to rape her and there was nothing she could do about it.

Roughly pulling her to the ground, he pulled open her thin trench and looked mockingly down at the foolish waitresses uniform she was wearing underneath. It was purple with little pink paint-dust explosions on it, and in her pocket were the silly over exaggerated pink satin mouse ears she had to wear in her hair. The uniform was cut low with a bustier' front that pushed her ample breasts upward almost to overflowing, and the little sequins that dotted the cups just made it that much more gaudy in appearance. It could only be from one place.

"Ragwells..." He started to laugh as he pulled the hated ears out of her pocket and tried them on himself for a moment before tossing them off to the side. "SOOO... you're a Ragwells Girl are you?"

"I work swing shift... I don't do the other stuff..." She winced when he laughed again and shook his head.

"THEY all do the other stuff, baby... it's just a matter of how much for how long and what for... so," He leaned back and eyed her sardonically with his incredible eyes. "How much...?"

"I told you, I don't do that stuff!" She sobbed as more tears started to stream down her face. "I'm not that kind of a girl..."

"You are now." His voice dropped low and menacing as his eyes darkened until the were almost black. "You'll do exactly what I want you too... won't you, little Ragdoll?" And he yanked her up painfully by one of her arms, pulled off her coat, roughly unzipped her uniform, and then pealed it off over her head leaving her in only her bra and panties. Her mouth gapped open in a silent sob of surprise and protest that he done it all so swiftly... and that he had done it at all.

"Noooo..." She begged as he began unfastening the belt on his jeans. "Please... don't..."

"Why?" He rasped and leaned down in her face. "Are you a virgin?"

"N-n-no... but... I..."

"Then there's nothing for you to be scared of... is there." The sound of his fly unzipping was almost her undoing but clamping her eyes shut tightly she somehow maintained some kind of control on her panic until she heard the unmistakable multiple 'clicks' of a switchblade being opened.

"What are you doing?!" She cried out as her eyes sought out his hands in the darkness, and then she yelped in fear and surprise when she felt the cold steel of the razor sharp blade as it slid underneath the waistband of her panties and jerked up severing the thin material which he swept away from her body leaving her naked beneath him. "Ooooh god...." She sobbed as she felt him pressing his hot hard erection against her. "Don't..."

But it was too late. Having dry sex was not a new thing to her, she had been doing it since high school but never like this... never in violence and fear. She felt him stretch her small opening and then push inside... he was HUGE, and she could feel his size expanding her tight walls as he pushed forward.

Although she was unusually tight, her fear had also made her slightly wet and so it was not a totally dry entry for him, otherwise his size would have caused her tremendous levels of pain and discomfort. As it was, she felt an amazing amount of pressure and fullness that nearly made her wretch, and then... he was moving inside of her, and everything changed.

Her eyes flew open wide as her body seemed to suddenly come alive with the most amazing sensations she had ever felt. He was larger and longer than any of her boyfriends had ever been and he was touching and stroking places no one had ever reached before. Unbidden her body arched upward into his and just as unwillingly a deep throated cry of passion was torn from her as well.

Totally unprepared for her reaction to having him inside of her, he froze on the upward stroke and stared down at her arched and quivering form as she was suddenly straining up against him. Amazingly, he could feel the heat of her increasing around him and the wetness of her body began to pool and caress him until he could feel the tremors of his own true desires waking up. Suddenly he no longer wanted to fulfill his initial plans of using this girl... he wanted something else... he wanted more.

"Pleasssse..." Her voice quavered as her hips moved instinctively beneath him searching... hunting... pleading.

"You want this?" He asked as he thrust violently down into her and received a long thin high-pitched scream from her as he buried himself completely inside of her. "You like that..." He slid out slowly until only the head remained inside teasing her... tempting her. "Tell me you like it..." He rasped as he slid inside halfway. "Tell me..."

"Y-yessss..." It was making her insane... the need... the want... How come it was this man? Why him? Why now? Why tonight? Why in the middle of the damn park on the ground like a couple of fucking animals? Why? She didn't care why... she just didn't want him to stop.

"What's wrong, ragdoll..?" He asked in a ragged voice. "Doesn't your boyfriend give you what you need... is that it?" Surging downward into her wetness he extracted another high thin scream from her as he hit bottom and sent her body into quivering spasms of ecstacy. "Doesn't he satisfy the need... doesn't he feed your hunger... what is it... what are you looking for? What do you want?" Again and again he thrust down into her bringing her cries to a fever pitch that set his blood on fire like no other had before, and as his need for gratification grew, he knew whathe wanted.

He wanted to satisfy her.

Reaching beneath her, he grasped her hip bones in his leather clad hands and pulled her hard up against him eliciting a deep guttural sound from inside her throat as he pierced her cervix and went beyond the core of her soul. "You're going to cum for me, baby-doll." He breathed heavily as he pressed his face into the cleft between her lace covered breasts. "You're going to cum for me over and over and over... and you're going to cum hard."

"...I...I c-can't..." Her voice was a ragged sob as she strained up against his driving hips, and he looked at her in confusion.

"Why... why can't you?" The heat from his open mouth fanned her heaving chest as he lifted her knees up to his ribcage. "Who says you can't?"

"...I never..."

"You never what?"

"I've... never had... never... had one..." His head jerked back and he stared down into her flushed tear streaked face in complete disbelief. 'Never had one...? Never had...'

"Never?" He lay still as stone against her buried deep and hard inside of her heat.

"I... I can't... I don't... I just don't.... OooooooOooooo.... Goooooooddd.... pppllleeeaasse..." Her hips ground upward against his in pleading entreaty as more tears splashed across her pale cheeks, and he felt her clamp tightly around his length coaxing him to continue. A steel band of determination formed around his mind as he vowed tonight would be different for her... tonight she would know what it was like to fall of the edge of the abyss... tonight he would take her over that edge and they would fall together.

"Yes, you can..." He grated out between clenched teeth as he braced himself above her trembling body. "And you are going to do it for me..." 'I can't... I don't work that way... my body doesn't work... there's something wrong with me... I can't...' "Now, cum for me baby... cum for me..." And he began a ferocious almost violent thrusting pace that sent her voice screaming through the trees and out into the cold of the early morning darkness.

Shudder after quaking shudder rifled through her slender body as he pumped into her and her hands found their way up into the thick heavy mane of his shoulder length black hair digging their way deeply into it pulling his head down until their noses were almost touching. Huge luminous blue eyes that could not quite focus stared up into the perfection of his handsome face, and he found himself unable to resist the temptation of her full pink lips as she panted and whimpered beneath him.

The kiss, when it happened, was like a super jolt of static electricity jumping between them, and once his mouth was fused to hers he was loath to remove it. She tasted like honey and too sweet coffee and her tongue was a wild thing in his mouth that was pushing his grasp on the world of sanity into the din of oblivion. It was difficult to tell who was ravishing whom... but he did not feel like stopping to analyze the dynamics and find out. The kiss, the sex... the girl... it was all going to his head... both of them, and they were being consumed by the heat and the lust in a way they had never experienced before... it was... intoxicating.

Then he felt it... the stiffening of her body... the growing rigidness of the muscles in her legs and her back... the increased tremors that started to shake her making her teeth chatter in her head as if she were freezing to death instead of being on fire such as she was. She began thrashing her head back and forth her neck arching back to the point of breaking the fragile bones even as the harsh sounds of her ragged breathing became sharper... heavier... shallower. Then she was holding her breath and letting it out in long agonizing moans that set his hair on end and making him want to lean into her even more... biting her neck... her shoulder... the swell of her breast.

The howling cries of their voices rose together and filled the air as the long sought after peak of light was finally reached... topped... and conquered.

"Cum for me..." The ragged whisper of his voice sounded in her ears as she struggled and strained against the pounding fury of his body fighting against the roaring sensations that exploded inside of her and burned outward to suffuse her entire being. "Cum hard,ragdoll... cum hard... cum forever... cum for me..."

Exhaustion. Bone deep... soul searing... muscle burning exhaustion. She felt as though she were floating in a sea of clouds... or perhaps warm feathers... warm water... warm... she had never felt so warm... so safe... so... free. Heavy arms lay sprawled above her head in a relaxed languid position and as she shifted slightly a lazy smile curved her swollen reddened lips. She didn't want to move any more than that... she felt wonderful right where she was... she didn't ever want to move again... she just wanted to stay like this forever... but... where... where was this?

Shocked blue eyes flew open in a split instant as memories and reality hit her at the same moment. The florrid heat of a burning blush rose to stain her cheeks as she recalled 'where' she was, 'what' she had been doing, and 'who' she had been doing it with. 'Oh My God... we... I... He... Oh God... I had a ... He made me... Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit...'

A sluggish movement above her brought her startled and embarrassed gaze to the man who was laying on top of her, and in a moments time she found herself looking into the most astonishing blue tinged green eyes she had ever seen. 'I forgot what color they were...'

"Are you all right?" He asked quietly as he reached out and gently wiped a few stray ebony colored hairs out of her startled face. "Did I... hurt you?"

"I..." She looked at his face and found she couldn't think of anything to say even in answer to his questions. Her tongue had turned to lead inside of her mouth and her brain to straw inside of her skull. An elegant black eyebrow rose sardonically in response to her silence and he picked himself up off of her in one long graceful movement. Leaning down he picked up her hastily discarded uniform and tossed it to her.

"Here... get dressed. I don't want you to catch cold... it is actually quite chilly out now that I think about it." She stared at him speechless at his odd turn of personality but quickly squirmed into the form fitting dress zipping it up the back before trying to get to her feet. Surprisingly she found her knees to be wobbly and she very nearly toppled over and would have had he not swooped in on her and caught her up against his hard muscled chest. "You Ok?"

"I... I think so..." She turned her face up to him and looked at him with wide confused eyes. "Just... a little unsteady." He gazed at her in a purely male way that had her blushing to the roots of her hair, and then leaned over to retrieve her trench.

"Here..." He offered the coat and she awkwardly shrugged into it pulling the front closed with her hands.

"Th-thanks."

"Doesn't that thing have any button's on it?" He asked as he stepped closer to her and looked at the old coat. "You'll freeze to death wearing that shit... don't you have anything warmer than that?"

"No..." She looked down at the coat and shook her head wondering why it was suddenly such a big deal. "It's just a coat... I've had it forever, you know."

"I can tell." An angry type of snort accompanied his statement and then he was reaching into his pocket and pulling something out. "Here... get yourself a better coat... especially if you're going to be walking around this time of night in the cold." She looked down and realized that he was handing her several bills of money, and she took a step back shaking her head.

"No... no thanks. I... I don't want your money... I... I'm not a ..."

"Oh for Godsake!" He swore violently and grabbed her arm pulling her back against his chest. "I'm not 'paying' you for anything. Understand... I'm 'giving' this to you because I want you to buy yourself a better coat." Glittering aqua-blue eyes bore down into her pale face and she could see by the look in them that he was absolutely serious. He wanted her to have the money... and not for 'services rendered.' "Now, take it."

"Thanks... but, I really don't need it." She looked away and tried to pull her arm out of his grasp.

"The hell you don't." He bit out and his hand reached up and grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him as he pushed the money into her hand. "Take it... and don't ever come through the park at night again. Do you understand me? Don't ever miss the bus again. I don't care what you have to leave undone at the Diner... You don't ever miss that bus again." Her eyes grew round and her lower lip began to quiver as she looked into his half angry half ... what? face. "Promise me you won't ever come through the park this time of night again... Promise me?" He wrenched her face closer until their lips were barely a breath apart. "Promise me..."

"I... promise..." Another kiss between them was shared and the hand that was so ruthlessly gripping her chin relaxed and tenderly cupped her cheek as his lips caressed her mouth. Then, just as suddenly he severed the contact and walked away from her disappearing into the darkness of the trees.

"Go home, Ragdoll... This Hawk is finished hunting for one night.... now go home... and remember what I said... don't come back."