Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Paths ❯ Chapter 01 ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 01

 

I don't even remember how it first happened only that you were already there in my room. Everybody else had stayed behind at the village, you came after me, carefully, and painfully slow, you followed my steps to my well-hidden sanctuary…

 

I sensed you behind me… I knew you were there, but something stopped me from turning and threatening to kill you. I understand now it was the beginning of our love… but, back then, I only let it happen… I needed it, I needed you, to follow, to show me you cared… that someone, anyone cared… to fulfill that emptiness in my spirit and in my soul.

 

And you did… you were scared, I could sense it too… you knew my potential, my skill; you knew I could kill you without even breaking a sweat if I felt like it, nonetheless you followed and finally I came to a stop.

 

You froze when I finally revealed to you my secret… my room… far from yours or the `team's' as they put it… you came in almost reverently and I held back a smile. I stood there, at the middle of the room and after a moment of uncertainty, you came forward and kissed me lightly, as if to inform me of your intentions.

 

I was aware of them already… for a long time… and simply melted into your embrace, kissing you back as if there was no tomorrow and you were the last person on earth, and, at that moment, for me, you were, the last person that mattered.

 

You took over, control was yours and you laid me on the bed carefully, never leaving my lips or neck. We lay that way for a long moment, getting to know each other's mouths, until your hand started moving downwards and under my shirt, you teased my half-hard nipples. I struggled not to moan, but you know me… in bed, I'm so yours… and I did moan… ever louder…

 

You removed my shirt and started fidgeting with my pants while licking mercilessly my sensitive nipples… when you finally dipped your hand inside my pants I was already lost to your touch, you held my hard shaft, gently at first but your touch roughened as your desire grew and I opened my mouth to ask for more.

 

It was then that you released my hard member to remove both, my pants and all of your clothes. I gasped… you were beautiful… more than I had ever dreamt you would be… your scarred shaman body with that creamy white skin begged to be touched… and I did just so, my hands roaming aimlessly through your body until I found your own member standing proud between your perfect legs.

 

I looked at you with pleading eyes, yes, pleading… I needed you to be in charge for me… I needed you to take control fully in your hands, to order me around… to allow me to touch you… just the opposite of our usual dance… in public I was the one to humiliate you… but you understood that the moment my eyes met yours, and you nodded.

 

I smiled slightly and took you in my mouth… oh! The first time I tasted your exquisite pulsing flesh… I was addicted, I dodged my gagging reflex and took you whole, sucking, licking and reveling on your low gasps and moans.

 

Suddenly you pushed my mouth away and pulled me up for a savage kiss, I could see the lust in your eyes and my desire matched yours. You reached for your discarded clothes and retrieved a tube of lube.

 

You motioned for me to sit on you lap and I did just so, sheepishly. Your eyes never left mine as your coated fingers penetrated me one by one. Your kisses heated and demanding as if to make me forget the pain of being stretched for the first time.

 

One of your hands reached for my shaft as you positioned your lubed member on my rear. I closed my eyes anticipating your move. “Open your eyes…” you whispered licking inside my ear and causing me to shiver. “Look at me… see me as I enter you… see how much I want you… how much I need you…”

 

At those words I felt the urge to impale myself against you… but I didn't, I waited forever until you started pushing against my tiny hole, my arms clenched around your neck as if it were a safe line, “Gods, how it hurts!” I remember thinking and you moved further and further inside me, until you were buried to the hilt.

 

“Please…” I begged, and you kissed away the tears in my eyes, “I'll make you fell good love…” you assured me, turning your head so you could claim my mouth once again. Suddenly we were moving and the pain had faded, there was only the marvelous sensation of being fulfilled and your contorted face as pleasure rose between us.

 

“Yes… please… don't… ever… stop…” I panted as you hit my prostate over and over again. Your hand slipped to my neglected erection and started pumping, I moaned and after a moment, I was spilling my seed on your hand and stomach and, as my entrance muscles clenched and unclenched, you came shouting my name, your hot essence filing my insides.

 

I closed my eyes, sated and you struggled not to fall over me, delicately removing your now softening member from inside and nuzzling beside me. I could feel your strong arms encircling me possessively as I laid my head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

 

I was dozing off already but I heard you whisper sweetly to my ear, “I love you…” and I cried, and you knew I was awake but you said nothing. I lifted my head kissed you undemanding, a kiss to tell you what I couldn't put into words.

 

You understood me, you always do and that is one of the reasons why I love you.