DSC: Natural Desires

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. My rabbit died three days ago and I just got so depressed.

(This chapter is dedicated to my friend Brent who is moving away. I hope you won\'t forget me...)

Part three

Bounty Hunters

“Ryu, do me a favor and pull your head out of your ass. There’s a lot more going on than you want to accept.” Tsunami crossed her legs and leaned back into the chair. “You have more important things to be concerned with.”

“You say it as if you don’t care,” said the blonde as he stared at the empress with great confusion.

Gracefully, Tsunami stood and walked on to the stage. She glanced around at the technicians hard at work readying the lights and fastening speakers to the metal frame of the stage. They connected circuits and ran through the special effects programs. Others still were busy under the set making sure everything was where it was supposed to be.

“Not really, no.” The red head turned around and glanced at Kokaku who stood silently beside the curtains. Reverting her attention back to Ryu, she twirled a single strand of blood red hair around a clawed finger. “Things that have transpired cannot be changed, but can always change.”

“What’s the difference?” asked Ryu.

“One is past tense. Besides, even if I wanted to help I couldn’t. The concert will proceed as scheduled. We’re hoping to draw quite a crowd.” Tsunami winked at the blonde and walked off backstage.

Kokaku closed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. So, he thought, she still plans to go through with this? Quite a dangerous game you’re playing at. But will you still be able to take such risky moves after tomorrow? Without a word he came up behind Ryu and placed an arm around his shoulder. “Don’t worry,” he said behind gritted teeth, “there is some logic to her suicidal tactics.”

Blue eyes turned to the older man. “Yeah…but how much?” Ryu looked at his bruised wrist. Outlined in purple and black was the claw mark left by Zaine. “Where are you…” whispered the blonde silently.

~A soul a shade of black and red…the wound it had had not bled~


He leaned on the stone balcony and gazed at the many people below. Cream white hair swayed back and forth, brushing against the delicate skin of his neck. Breathing deeply, he closed his eyes and turned around, leaning the small of his back on the railing. “Do you honestly think this will work?”

“Kyusai, why do you ask a question you already know the answer to?” Tsunami tilted her head to the side and stared at her husband with innocent eyes.

“I like to tease you.”

“So then, do you think I’m wrong?” Yellow eyes turned away and focused on the black stadium. The structure stood to the edge of the colony. It was an enormous black dome that would easily fit thousands of fans. That’s where her plan was going to take motion.

“What do you want me to say? You’ve never been wrong before. This time will be no different,” finished the gentle voice. Kyusai opened green orbs and lifted his hand to brush away red hair from Tsunami’s eyes. She gently grabbed his hand and held it to her cheek, basking in its warmth. Her fingers moved up and down on the back of his hand. With a seductive smile she let go and walked to the bed.

~Forgive the weakened soul is fool…constructed strength used as a tool~

Ryu walked down the hall and turned the corner. His eyes looked over the staircase that led to Tsunami and Kyusai’s room. She had walked off so quickly that she had left the sorcerer confused. He had questions that he wanted answers to and he was going to get them.

“It’s not nice to disturb the Empress in her free time.”

Ryu nearly fell over in mid-walk when he heard the devilish voice of Kokaku. He turned around and stared at the blue-haired man. “So what. It’s my koi’s life that she’s playing with. All I want to know is if I’m going to have to pick out a headstone for him.”

Green eyes met with blue ones. “You don’t trust her?” Kokaku pushed off the stone railing and stood straight. His spiky hair hung over his eyes and fell on his collar bones. With a slight jerk of his head he flicked away hair that obstructed his vision. “That’s not very nice of you, Ryu-sama.”

The blonde huffed. “So what are going to do? Stop me?”

“Nope. I’m gonna go with you and watch.” A slight grin curled Kokaku’s lips as though he knew something was going to happen.

Ryu threw the older man a questioning look, but then shrugged it off and proceeded up the stairs. Every step he took brought him closer to the answers—closer to finding his lover. But with each second that passed something felt amiss as though he was forgetting something important, or it was slapping him in the face and he just didn’t care to notice.

Once at the top of the stairs, Ryu turned his head left and looked down the short hall. It was a strange level of the palace. Housing only one room—the royals’ room—and one small window at the end of the hall, it was a relatively pointless floor. It served a purpose, nonetheless, yet the empress refused to give any indication as to what.

With slow, steady strides both men made their way to Tsunami’s room. About half way down the hall, realization finally smacked Ryu right in the face. What the hell was he doing? In his sudden rush to want answers he had overlooked the fact that Tsunami-sama could kill him with one finger if she wanted to. Her sick twisted mind could devise torturous methods that the devil himself could not come up with. This woman was like the root of all evil times ten.

“You lose your nerve?” Kokaku asked the blonde, leaning in close to his ear to whisper.

Ryu stopped and stood completely still. He knew what was going to happen, the blonde thought. That bastard realized that Ryu had forgotten the consequences of such stupid actions.

“Don’t tell me your balls have shrunken, sweetheart,” said Kokaku, wrapping an arm around Ryu’s waist and pulling him close. Huskily, he blew hot air on the younger man’s neck. Then, before Ryu had a chance to pull away, a slick tongue slithered out and circled the delicate flesh of his earlobe.

The moist feeling sent shivers down Ryu’s spine and caused his hairs to stand on end. Quickly he jerked away from the confining arm. “Stay away from me!”

“What’s wrong? It’s not like you’re not into guys,” lust filled Kokaku’s voice as his words dripped from parted lips.

The blonde’s disgust openly showed on his face as he turned and started walking again. Jeez, he thought, what is that guy’s deal?

The men’s crusade ended as they finally reached their destination. With unsteady hands Ryu reached for the shiny metal door knob that would both open the steel door and the gateway to Hell. For silent seconds that tried to last an eternity, his hand motionlessly grew closer to the steel nub. His breathing became labored and pieces of his life flashed before his eyes. The sound of his thundering heartbeat filled his ears and made him deaf to all other things.

Kokaku stood beside the younger man, completely aware of the thoughts that might be passing through his head. This is gonna be fun, he thought with a snicker. His hand quickly, unlike Ryu, clasped the doorknob and slowly turned it. Just as the door smoothly opened something stopped Kokaku from pushing it all the way open. Was someone moaning?

Ryu looked at Kokaku with a confused look.

Both men knelt down and peeked through the door that was slightly ajar. Their eyes traveled around the room, what they could see of it, until they were faced with the bed. There, entangled in the sheets, were the emperor and empress locked in each other’s arms—and of course Kyusai by now was buried deep inside of Tsunami.

“What the shit…!” Ryu whispered almost too loudly.

“Shut up, you moron,” said Kokaku, “If she sees us we’ll die for sure.”

“Then maybe we shouldn’t be watching.”

“Right, as if. It’s not ever day you get to see the most gorgeous guy and most beautiful woman having sex together.” Kokaku’s eyes sparkled with delight as he continued to watch.

“Just because you have a crush on both of them doesn’t mean that I should stay.” Ryu tried to stand up but was stopped by a strong hand on his shoulder.

“Come on, you’re gay. Don’t tell me that you’ve never wondered what Kyusai looks like naked or even in bed,” said the blue-haired man in a lust filled voice.

Blond hair fell over blue eyes as a light blush slowly consumed Ryu’s face. Now he felt guilty. Before Zaine there had never been any one he was interested in. Yet the moment he set his eyes on Kyusai he tried to imagine what that body looked like, how those strong hands would feel like making their way down his waist and over his inner thighs. At times he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about that moist talented mouth wrapped around his hard, dripping, pleading erection. “Fine,” Ryu grunted, kneeling back down.

“That a boy.” Kokaku playfully pet him on the head and reverted his attention back to the wonderful display before them.

Inside the room…

Kyusai playfully ran his tongue down Tsunami’s neck and stopped at the junction between her throat and collar bones to nibble on the tender flesh. Skillful hands ran up the sides of her ribs and stopped to caress succulent round breasts that rubbed the firm muscles of his chest.

Small giggles and gasps escaped the empress’s mouth as the pleasurable taunting continued. Her breath slowly becoming labored; she wrapped her legs around Kyusai’s waist in an attempt to bury him even deeper within the vastness of her tight heated body. The gentle biting moved down and made its way to one of her nipples. With steady teeth the mage sucked and nibbled on the nub, extracting a pleasured moan from the demon. Tsunami’s arms ran down the length of Kyusai’s strong back then came back up to press his head on to her breast.

In response to the red-haired woman’s urging movements Kyusai sucked harder and ran his teeth more roughly on the erect flesh. Finally satisfied with the end result, he moved upward to ravish Tsunami’s mouth, leaving behind a hard sensitive piece of skin that cooled in the air after exposure.

Green eyes met with yellow ones in a silent meeting of lovers. All the desire, passion, affection, and love that ran through their beings spilled out and glistened deep within the doors to their souls. Yet once again, as many times before, fear passed through Tsunami’s eyes for a moment then left the beautiful orbs blank. It often seemed as though her memories were destined to break the fragile existence that had come to be known as her sanity.

Kyusai looked on with sad tainted vision. Every time they made love it was always the same. It had been six months and he should have grown accustomed. He didn’t though. He couldn’t accept the fact that someone had scared the most precious creature to him for life. He didn’t want her to live the rest of her endless life in constant torment of her horrible experience.

The perverts looking through the door…

Kokaku shifted uneasily due to the sudden tightness of his already constricting pants. Two digits made their way up to his zipper and grabbed the flat metal object. Slowly they pulled it down until he was completely open. With a firm grip and a soft sigh, he freed his pleading member and revealed, to no one in particular, a fully hard dripping erection. Carefully with one finger he tried to relieve himself of some of the pain that now plagued him.

Ryu watched the two lovers with such amazement. He had never seen the two be so gentle. It was hard to imagine that a couple who fought for fun would actually be so pleasant in bed. Yet there they were, holding each other as if letting go would shatter their bodies and forever condemn their souls to solitary loneliness.

A soft moan caused the blonde to turn his head in the direction of the other man. Somehow, before he even saw what Kokaku was doing, he knew that he should have just ignored the strange noise. His head jerked back around fasten enough to pop all the bones in his neck. That blue-haired bastard was jerking off right behind him! He knew that he shouldn’t have stayed. The worst he imagined was being caught but now he felt like calling to Tsunami in order to stop that wierdo behind him.

Before Ryu had a chance to react, a hand wrapped around his waist and pulled him back. Gently his body fell and settled in between Kokaku’s legs. “What are you doing?” Ryu felt like screaming when he realized that the older man’s erection was pressing against the small of his back, leaving the back of his shirt damp and moist from the generous amount of precum that was surfacing from his dripping member.

“Do you need someone to help you with your pent up love too, gorgeous?” Kokaku smiled devilishly as he reached around and started rubbing the blonde through his jeans. He could feel the man trying to tense and resist his touch but while his mind said no his body was begging for release.

Blue eyes traveled in and out of focus as the pleasure he was feeling began to increase. Somehow, all he could look at was the bed where the lovers had started their romantic dance. He couldn’t move. Although his mind screamed at him to make Kokaku stop he could not find the will to take any action other than unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock to allow the other man easier access and more freedom to do as he pleased.

~Always there will be an ache of pain…I sit and wait for the bloody rain~

Kai walked behind his older brother in silence. His mind was elsewhere considering the possibilities of the events that were to take place tomorrow. Even after his younger brother Kyusai had explained the order in which the stages of the plan were to be executed he was still a little concerned as to how they were supposed to keep casualties to a minimal. Being the second oldest of the three brothers—Kyusai being the youngest and Tatsuyomi being the oldest—Kai still had a lesser understanding of the way these strategies worked compared to the Emperor and Empress. He had known Tsunami the longest, yet he never understood the way her brain functioned. She seemed to react more on her natural instinct to kill than anything else.

Inches from running into Tatsuyomi, Kai stopped and looked at his brother whose attention was drawn elsewhere. The half-human, half-mage waited for a moment and listened. He could hear moaning and loud breathing. With two fingers he brushed away locks of blond hair and allowed his ocean blue eyes to follow the staircase to Tsunami’s room. “What do you think it is?” he asked in a quiet voice. “Brother?”

“Let’s go play detective,” said Tatsuyomi with a smirk. As he started walking his long silver hair followed behind him.

Climbing each step with anticipation of what was to come, the two men quietly proceeded in the direction of the disturbance. They stopped at the top of the stairs and looked down the right side of the hall. Nothing there. Then their eyes fell on the left side of the hall and there, constricted in each other’s arms with Kokaku giving Ryu what looked to be a very wonderful hand job, were both men looking through Tsunami’s cracked door.

“Is that supposed to be normal around here?” Tatsuyomi watched at his own discretion. Kokaku and Ryu both seemed oblivious as to the fact that they too were being watched. “Oh well. Come on, Kai. We have important business to take care of.”

“But, what about them?” the blonde pointed a finger at the lovely display of male bonding in front of them.

“Pussy… Would you just get your ass over here!” The silver-haired man grabbed his younger brother by the collar of his shirt and dragged him forward.

Kokaku’s lust was obvious in the way he whispered seductive things into Ryu’s ear while running his hand up and down and teasing the cock that was about ready to explode. Green eyes shifted to the moving shadows in the hall. When he saw that it was Kyusai’s brothers he gave a wide grin and licked his lips before giving the erection he was holding a rough squeeze. Ryu was forced to cover his mouth in order to keep a loud moan from being heard.

Tatsuyomi stopped in front of them and kneeled down. “Excuse me gentlemen,” he said, eyeing them playfully, “would you mind scooting over a bit to the side? I’m not telling you to stop I just need to get by to talk to that poodle that I call a sister-in-law.”

“Wouldn’t you like to join us instead? It’s quite a show that we’re watching,” said Kokaku, smacking away Ryu’s hand for trying to pleasure himself.

“A show?” Kai knelt down beside Tatsuyomi and gazed through the door as his brother did.

Inside the dimly lit room Kyusai was thrusting in and out of Tsunami slowly. His hands clenched the sides of her hips in order to be both accurate and steady with his movements. His breathing was even and the way he moved was energetic. It was clear to anyone that their foreplay always lasted a long time. But it was amazing to see that the young mage had so much energy to dedicate to this daily routine.

“Man, you guys are sick,” said Kokaku smiling widely. His hand was moving in a slow rhythmic motion that became torturous for Ryu who looked as though he was going to pop. “You’re watching your brother in bed.”

“Who says I’m watching him? I’m checking out my sister. Besides, what’s your excuse?” Tatsuyomi brushed back some of Kokaku’s hair with his hand. He moved so close to the younger man their lips almost touched.

“What can I say,” the blue-haired man’s lips brushed against those in front of him. “I like to watch.”

Kai watched as they flirted. Kokaku was jerking off Ryu and trying to get tongue from Tatsuyomi. He knew that the tortured blonde was gay and that the pervert was bi, but he didn’t know what his brother was. The only person he showed interest in was Tsunami. Then why was he toying with Kokaku? It really didn’t matter though. He sat down and looked through the door at the amusing sight before him.

Tsunami wrapped her arms around Kyusai’s neck and pulled him closer. His scent and the warmth of his body added to her pleasure as the man on top of her began to thrust faster, harder, and deeper. The sensation of feeling his pulsing erection as it created friction against the moist walls of her opening was that of pure ecstasy. She moaned softly as he hit his target again but with greater force. Leaning up so only he could hear, she whispered, “We have spectators. Let’s give them a good performance.”

Kokaku leaned forward, closing the distance between him and Tatsuyomi. Lips danced with one another in a hungry motion of pleasure. The blue-haired man slid his tongue slowly into the older man’s mouth and explored the cavern within. It ran across teeth and massaged the upper jaw. Then he retrieved his muscle and pulled the other man’s back into his mouth with him. With Tatsuyomi’s tongue in his mouth and held by his teeth, he playfully sucked, licked, and bit the object.

The eldest of the three brothers moaned softly at the aggressiveness of the other man. With unsteady hands he opened the front of his pants and pulled put his throbbing member. Then he took a hold of Kokaku’s free hand and placed it on his erection. Leaving that hand to do its job, he moved forward more so that he was seated on Kokaku’s leg—leaving the blond-haired Ryu on his left side and the blue-haired pervert’s knee in between his legs.

Green brown eyes looked at Kokaku’s cock for a moment. It was begging for attention. Tatsuyomi made his way behind Ryu to grab the neglected member. Just as he was about to grab it a rough jerk to his own cock caused an unexpected moan to escape from his mouth. White waves of pleasure traveled up and down his body, searching for that which they sought. When finally they reached their destination his cock twitched in the hand that made it stand at attention. After the feeling subsided a little Tatsuyomi was able to get his hands on the other man’s erection. There they sat—Tatsuyomi, Kokaku, and Ryu—giving each other hand jobs.

The two older men’s lips locked once again. This time both tongues met each other half way to their owner’s mouth. They licked hungrily and wrestled for dominance and the chance to enter the other’s mouth. While Kokaku was distracted doing that, Tatsuyomi took the liberty of thrusting his hips upward to encourage more attention to his needing want.

Kokaku gave up the fight for dominance and allowed the older man to ravish his moist cavern. Quietly, he moaned into the kiss allowing himself to enjoy the feeling. It was a wonderful sensation as Tatsuyomi began to rub harder and faster. Unable to take it anymore, Kokaku pushed Ryu aside—releasing his member—and forced Tatsuyomi’s head down on his lap to swallow him whole.

Not caught by surprise by what the vampire did, Tatsuyomi gladly took the man’s entire length in his mouth. His soft tongue lapped up all the precum and stopped at the head to tease. Again and again he stopped to swirl his tongue and scrape teeth lightly against the delicate flesh. Then he would take the entire length in once again to suckle on. Kokaku spread his legs as wide as he could to better allow the older man room to work. Tatsuyomi then settled in and began to suck harder. With one of his free hands he toyed and massaged the vampire’s sac, enjoying the feel of the silky soft pubes.

Tsunami’s grip on Kyusai’s waist tightened as her legs helped her to thrust her hips up in order to meet the mage’s movements. Her moans became louder and more frequent with each second that passed. With her arms she pulled her body up to steal a kiss from her husband. She allowed his tongue entrance to seek what it desired. Entangled in each other’s arms they thrust to meet each other.

The red-haired demon broke the kiss with an ear shattering moan. Tsunami’s head fell onto Kyusai’s shoulder to try and regain her breath. With her breasts pressed up against his chest, she could feel his rapid heartbeat. Every thrust that accompanied the next was followed by the feeling of climax. Each thrust brought both of them closer to the pinnacle of pleasure. It wouldn’t be long now, she thought to herself.

Kai sat still, looking from the bedroom to his older brother. Then he noticed Ryu, who had a light blush stained on his face, hard dripping erection, and was starring at Kyusai and Tsunami as if they were salvation. Kokaku had played with him so long that even thinking about release must be painful. Blond hair shifted a little as the half-human, half-mage moved to get comfortable. His blue eyes shifted back to watch his brother and his wife.

Tatsuyomi sucked and nibbled on the cock in his mouth. With the building pleasure that he was getting from giving head, the older man couldn’t help but take hold of his own erection and start stroking it with a burning desire. His strong fingers ran over the slick head and ran up and down his shaft to lubricate his movements. He continued to stroke and suck ruthlessly until he felt that the final wave of pleasure was upon him. With the final few jerks to his member, Tatsuyomi came in his hand—also dripping on the smooth stone floor.

A moan escaped from the silver-haired man’s mouth and the vibration from his voice traveled to the erection in his mouth. Kokaku twitched at the new attention given to him. All the pleasure and desire rushed up to his head and then back down to his cock and was powerfully released into the older man’s mouth. His seeds shot with such strength that Tatsuyomi couldn’t swallow all of it and had to pull away. He didn’t escape the spray as the white liquid wet his face.

Kokaku leaned back on his arms and rested for a moment. Shifting his weight to only one arm, he lifted Tatsuyomi’s face to look at the beautiful display. White liquid dripped down his face and fell on to the vampire’s hand. The older man looked gorgeous as the spent seeds glistened in the little light that came through the small window in the hall.

Kyusai pounded into his wife, searching for his end that was so very near. Thrust after thrust brought him closer until the final entrance into paradise took him over the edge. With a loud moan from both him and Tsunami, both climaxed. White seeds spilled into the demon and overflowed. With nowhere to go they leaked out and fell on to the bed.

The white-haired mage fell forward and rested on Tsunami’s chest. There they remained for long moments until their breathing evened out. A thin layer of sweat covered their bodies and the smell of sex felt like a slick sheet of extra skin. He lifted his head and was met by yellow eyes. With one hand he brushed away strands of red hair that were plastered to Tsunami’s forehead by sweat.

“Do you think they enjoyed the show?” Kyusai asked softly so that no one else could hear.

“Let’s find out,” said the empress with a smirk.

Kyusai rolled off of her and settled in beside his wife. Tsunami then stood and stretched, causing her long hair to fall to the floor. Her powerful eyes turned their sights to the cracked door. With easy strides she made her way to the entrance—completely naked.

Kokaku and Tatsuyomi still lay sprawled out on the floor, covered in their own seeds. Ryu sat still, unable to move because of the approaching woman. Kai, the only one of them that was able to control his hormones, quickly stood and said to the others, “We have to go. She’s coming!”

The two men who were entangled in each other’s arms looked at one another but made no attempt to even budge. They simply turned around so that they could look at the empress when she opened the door. Realizing this, Kai decided to stay and not only get punished but see the look on the woman’s face when she saw this. He walked over to the wall opposite Tsunami’s room and leaned against it, crossing his arms over his chest.

Ryu sat with his fully hard erection out as Tsunami opened the door and leaned on its frame with her arms covering her breasts. His blue eyes looked her up and down. Her body was so lean and beautiful. She was well curved and had pale but tanned skin. Her legs weren’t fat but skinny and muscular. Then his eyes traveled to her thighs. Though she stood with her legs closed Kyusai’s seeds still dripped down her thighs, over her knees, down her legs and ankles, and finally to the floor were it formed a small puddle.

Tsunami’s lips curled into a soft smile. “If you wanted to watch you could have just asked to come in. I’ve told you this before, Kokaku.”

“So you knew all along?” Kai appeared surprised by the strange revelation. She wasn’t angry; she didn’t even seem to care. How disturbing…

“Yup,” she said simply. “I could smell and hear you, you know.” The demon dropped her arms and allowed the men to feast their eyes on her round breasts.

Kai quickly stared at the floor, a deep blush consuming his face. Ryu just stared, looking pained by his need for release. Tatsuyomi and Kokaku both studied her well and tried to imagine what those succulent boobies might feel like.

“I see that you two have been busy,” she said, pointing to the vampire and her oldest brother-in-law. Her eyes then shifted to Ryu who was closest to the door. “What about you? Didn’t they let you play? Either way, it looks like you could use some help.”

Ryu looked up at her confused. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kyusai lying on the bed, watching them lazily. He was propped up on one elbow and had his other arm thrown loosely over his waist. Cream white hair hung disorderly over deep green eyes. His lean chest moved up and down slowly with every breath. Unable to help but look at the body before him, his eyes traveled down the broad chest to a flat stomach. From there he continues south to skinny hips and finally the one place he had been longing to see—Kyusai’s crotch. Distracted by the beautiful naked form of the emperor, Ryu didn’t notice when Tsunami bent over so that they were face to face.

The blonde looked at the demon, surprised. His eyes were drawn to her breasts as they jiggled and jumped a little before once again standing still. With her clawed hands she spread Ryu’s legs wide open. Seeing that he wasn’t going to protest, she knelt down and settled between his legs. Then, after giving the sorcerer the most seductive smile that he had ever seen, she leaned forward and took his entire erection into her mouth.

First, she started off by making sure that his whole length was slickly coated with her saliva before releasing him and waiting. She looked at the blonde, looking as though she was reading every thought and emotion that ran through his head. When she saw no protest in his mind she continued on with what she was doing. Her mouth engulfed him in its moist vastness. Her tongue played and danced around the head that rewarded it with sufficient amounts of precum. She sucked and nibbled roughly causing him to moan loudly at the fangs that threatened to bite him.

The other three men in the hall watched in complete awe and disgust. The only one of them that didn’t see Tsunami as a sexual object and he was getting a blow job from her! Kokaku mentally kicked his own ass for toying with the younger man instead of just releasing him. If not for his masochist nature and wanting to see him beg for climax, he wouldn’t be getting head. Shit head, he thought.

Ryu moaned uncontrollably at the warm feeling that came from deep within Tsunami’s throat. Dizzily, he looked down at the demon. She had let go of him and was now licking from the base of his member all the way up to the head and back down again. She swirled and tortured him using her soft muscle. Once at the head she stopped to give Ryu a strange look before sliding her tongue in and out of the sensitive slit at the top.

Blue eyes rolled back in his skull. Arching his neck, he leaned back and moaned hoarsely. He could feel the blood rushing to his head, threatening to bleed out of his eyes and mouth. His end was drawing near. After the long agonizing minutes that Kokaku and watching Kyusai had put him through, he was finally going to be saved. The empress deep-throated him and sucked ruthlessly. Her teeth scraped against the base and even poked at his sac. She then began to purr and nibble.

Seconds passed seeming to last for eternity as the seductive nature of the demon overwhelmed the sorcerer. He had never felt anything this wonderful. Zaine had given him plenty of blow jobs before, but nothing like this. It was a new found sensation that he neither wanted to end nor prolong his release. Tsunami’s purr turned into a growl and the vibrations grew stronger. Not being able to fight it any longer, Ryu arched his back and moaned his release.

Tsunami waited until he was done before letting go and standing up. With her tongue she licked off the traces of semen that she had not been able to swallow. With a satisfied grin she turned around and walked back into the room, her long black tail closing the door behind her.

Later that evening…

“How fucked up was that? You get a blow job and we get shit!” Tatsuyomi glared at Ryu who leaned against the wall with his rams crossed over his chest.

“It’s not as if I asked for it!” Ryu yelled back, throwing the older man a dirty look. He hadn’t asked for it so he didn’t want to hear crap on the subject.

“That’s enough, brother.” Kai walked up behind Tatsuyomi and placed a hand on his shoulder. “He is guilty of nothing because no crime was committed. What he got was given because Tsunami chose it.”

Knock. Knock.

All three men looked at the door and watched as Kokaku walked in and announced that dinner was ready.

~Nineteen years have passed since yesterday…my body has not aged a day~

The four of them made their way down the stairs and through the corridors in silence. Each one was once again busy thinking about the empress’s “flawless” plan. They only understood the details that were given to them but the overall strategy was kept unbeknownst to every one. Luckily a briefing was scheduled to take place first thing in the morning to further shed some light on the subject. Yet, for the most part, it was believed that Tsunami would do no such thing. She would go over what she had already said, give them a gun, and wish them the best of luck.

They stopped abruptly as they reached the entrance to the dining hall. Two jackal guards that were standing at their posts by the door—one on each side—raised their arms and bowed slightly to show proper respect towards the in-laws of the empress, one of her subjects, and that really weird perverted weirdo guy. Then they turned towards the doors and pushed the giant stone slabs open to reveal a dimly lit stone room. Three pillars ran on each side of the room. In the middle was a long wooden table made from black ash. It was sanded smooth and then polished to the finest degree. A thin layer of glass was then laid out over it.

The two guards finished opening the doors and resumed their posts, allowing the other men to walk in. Their footsteps echoed in the silent, next to empty room. Walking with steady strides, each one walked to the seat they already knew to be theirs.

“Where’s the poodle?” Tatsuyomi looked at the vampire in annoyed boredom.

“She isn’t going to be joining us, I’m sorry to say,” Kokaku said, smiling sheepishly.

“Then why are we here?” asked Kai.

“Hmm, that’s a good question. Don’t know,” responded the vampire, scratching his head.

Elsewhere…

Tsunami’s back was pressed against the tree, the only thing holding her up being her legs’ firm grip around Kyusai’s waste. She moaned loudly and wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck.

The white-haired mage thrust in and out of his wife, faster and deeper each time. “Why…did you send them…to dinner if we weren’t going to be there?” Kyusai asked in between thrusts and labored breathing.

Yellow eyes met with green ones for a moment before all eye contact was broken by the demon who threw her head back to moan. “I…wanted to make sure…that they couldn’t…watch this time.”

TBC...

A/N: If these bounty hunters were our future we\'d be screwed!