Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ The Medicine Man ❯ The Medicine Man ( Chapter 1 )

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The Medicine Man.

~By Sweetdeily.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, make money from, or claim them in any way.

Warning: Angst, yaoi, lemon, Saitoh/Sanosuke.
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He'd never felt so trapped before in his life.

It was like- no, it had to be that- the thing above him was lightening incarnate and he was the mere twig that it was searching for. Angry and brutal. Ravening for destruction.

He couldn't think of this thing as a human being.

Not ever.

Perhaps the lightening god was angry with him and had come down to strike him.

Let it never be a human being.

Let his hands not be losing circulation above his head.

Let his eyes not be open.

Not even a peep.

And when that body moves so quickly inside of him, when those long calloused fingers stroke him so harshly… let him not feel it.

And when that roaring breath is hot in his ear and that wet tongue is sending shivers up his spine…

Let him be somewhere else.

Please just let him be somewhere quieter.

Let that sound not be his shameful sobs.

Let that laughter not be another man’s.

And he knows that the pain will die eventually.

And when that throbbing died, its all supposed to be better then.

But he’s trapped with that hand around him.
And it’s not like Kenshin said. It’s not getting better because it’s not Kenshin’s small, soft fingers.

That hand was not supposed to be there.

It was territory that belonged to only two men and one day maybe a woman.

But there was a hand there. Stroking; stroking so quickly it hurt.

And he didn’t like it fast like this.

This wasn’t how they were supposed to be doing it. He was supposed to be begging for a little more speed. It wasn’t supposed to be too fast.

It was all too fast.

And then those horrible stars tore his mind away and he was screaming something, little a wanton little whore. And he felt the cold blade pressing against his throat and he choked back his screams because that would be dishonor.

And then there was that voice in his ear again, and that pounding. That endless goddamn pounding.

Sweat trickled down their bodies like rain and his haori was bunching under his fingers and tears burned his eyes and it was so fast that it just hurt.

Let it all just be a dream. Just an awful nightmarish dream that Kenshin would wake him from.

And then the thing was shuddering. Shuddering like he was going to explode.

And he did, spilling seed deep inside Sanosuke’s body.

He was chuckling; pulling out of Sanosuke.

Let it not be heard.

Let the death blow be honorable. The very least to done his hakama again.

This was disrespect to a defeated foe.

“Tell the man-slayer, that the wolf of mibu dropped by.” He whispers to Sanosuke.

And then the bonds are cut and a foot comes into view. The blow catches him in the ribs and Sanosuke crumples.

“And tell him that if he wants his whore’s pride back, he’d best defeat me.” A harsh melding of lips against Sanosuke’s to punctuate these words.

Sanosuke fell unconscious before he saw the medicine man leave.

~Owari.

Sweets: heh, I got a real thing for torturing Sanosuke.