The Tattoo chapter seventy-five
Nino sat alone in the reception room his head resting against the wood panelling taking a great deal of delight in seeing Satonori striding in and looking deeply frustrated. It was three days since he had pressed himself against him and Nino was doing his best to avoid the emperor and of course his love, when they were in public, he spoke with the emperor only when it was unavoidable and quickly forced himself to blush and make his excuses running out of the rooms. Now though he could see that Satonori wouldn’t allow him to leave and he knew that if he did he would lose all of the progress that he had made towards him. Ohno appeared to be doing well in securing the support of the younger, eager lords, though you wouldn’t know it unless you accidently over heard them talking or listened to Ohno. Nino was deeply gratified that their efforts were paying off but he knew that it meant he had to start being more to the emperor than just a tease.
“My flower” Satonori said coming to stand over him casting a deep shadow and Nino allowed himself to let out a startled noise but the emperor held up his hand pleading softly “Please…Do not flee…Not again…I need to speak with you…”
“I…I will not flee…”
“Then I am glad…I understand your shock and fear of what happened in the garden…I…I am a man much older than you…Indeed I could be your father…” Satonori purred accenting the word father in a way that suggested something a whole lot more. It was as if he liked that feeling, maybe it was to recapture the thought of being with his own daughter but Nino felt bile clawing at his thought again. “But…I am not your father…I am a man that takes pleasure in many things…And you are a beautiful creature my flower…Of course that you are my son’s troubles me but…I cannot and will not be ashamed of the way my body responded to you…”
“…It is not you that startled me…” Nino whispered shamefully turning his head away from him and playing absently with a loose thread on his kimono happy that he was able to squish down the sickly feeling that was inside of him “…But my own reaction to you...I…Have only felt…This way for my love...And he is my love…Or I thought so but the accusations that you have given…My mind is in no more turmoil then when you first told this things to me…More so now…As I feel…Some sense of attraction to you…But you have done many things…The children in your bed and then the girl dancer…I…I am not like them…”
“My little flower, had I know that I was causing you such distress I would have never even dreamed of showing you such things…” Satonori lied looking completely delighted in Nino’s response his hand moving up his arm seemingly happy about the line of goose pimples that broke out over his skin from the touch. It had been an unwilling thing on Nino’s part as it was an outward display of how much disgust he was feeling but it seemed that Satonori took it as a sign of arousal “In my defence I sought only to show you that there was more to delight you then my son…”
“I…Know that my emperor…But…I could never be like that…I could never willingly show myself to men in such a way…”
“Of course not, you have been brought up properly, your father is to be commended, but those people…They do not think like you…”
Satonori spat not hiding his contempt of the people that he had been abusing “They delight in showing their bodies, they delight in pleasing men such as me as it is an honour for them…They are honoured that I would even look at them…Of course they are not lovers nor would I entertain the thought of keeping one as such but they are honoured to be allowed into the depths of my bed…”
“You…they are honoured?” Nino gasped for a second forgetting himself and releasing some of his anger. It was similar to what his lord had said to him at some point and Nino wondered if it was what they told themselves so that they were able to ignore the sobs, the pleas for it to end, and sometimes even the suicides of those that they blessed by their touch. Satonori lifted an eyebrow in his direction and Nino forced himself to recover to swallow down the anger and smile cutely “O-0f course they are honoured…You…You are the emperor…You are the most powerful man…You…You have great power…Anybody would be honoured…”
“But not you?”
“I…I feel unworthy of it…But…I am affected and flattered by your attention…” Nino whispered curling up into an even tighter ball holding himself just so that his kimono spilled open revealing his white thighs for just a second before he gasped pulling his clothing closed.
“You are not a man but a vixen…You…Are more worthy than anyone I have known…I envy my son greatly that he was the first to find you and take you as his own but I am a deeply determined man, my flower and I will not let somebody who dishonoured his own sister have you…” The emperor said now deciding to drive home the fact that Ohno had actually raped his sister and not just had unnatural feelings. Nino wasn’t sure if the man believed it himself or not it seems likely that he found it easier to deal with his own crime by pushing it on to his love or if he was just convinced that Nino was sickened by the knowledge and he was, deeply he would be one of the things that he said to the man when he was dying but for now he let it slide “I told you that I would tempt you from him…I wanted you only to fill my bed…But…I think that I would have you for my official lover…I have not taken one since my wife passed but for you I would make an exception…”
“…I am honoured but…Even with his faults…Your son has been good to me and…I do love him…”
“Kazunari…How many men did you see on your father’s farm? Good strong men that were worthy of you? Not many I would imagine…Your father raised a delicate creature…Many would have lusted after you...Many still do, even Ochi in his advanced years…” The emperor said reminding him of the repulsive older man who was thankfully avoiding him now. “…Of course you would fancy yourself in love with my son, he was a man of learning, of wit and intelligence finally somebody that was worthy of your beauty while trapped away in the country…But now my delicate and most beautiful flower…You are in the royal palace there are many that are worthy of you but none so more so as me…” Satonori inched closer to him flipping over the fold of his kimono to reveal his legs before sliding his hand down the inside of his thigh heading towards the knee at first before bringing himself back up moving towards his groin. “Kazunari you have…Already expressed a desire for me…Even if you are…Unwilling to admit such…Would you not allow me the chance to show you where this attraction of ours might lead?”
“…I…Satonori-sama…” Nino gasped leaning into the touch just a little before giving a whimper as he dropped his head down onto the older man’s shoulder biting hard on his bottom lip before forcing out tears. They started slowly at first but became steadily more thick and fast until turning into sobs “Please…Please don’t hate me…I…I am so confused…”
“Oh my little flower” Satonori chuckled kissing at his cheeks his tongue capturing the tears in a way that would have been considered cute even Nino didn’t suspect that the man enjoyed him crying. “I will of course allow you some time to think about this…It must be more than uncomfortable for you...But first loves…They are not always the greatest…I could give you so much…”
“Imperial majesty!” A voice called out sharply causing the emperor to let out a growl his head turning sharply to face the man that had disturbed them.
“What is it?”
“…Lord Sakurai Sho has arrived…” The man answered weakly and Nino wondered if he had ever been as happy to hear of his lord’s arrival as he was at that moment.
TBC
A/N: Sakurai is here >.< That may or may not be a good thing ne >.<
“My flower” Satonori said coming to stand over him casting a deep shadow and Nino allowed himself to let out a startled noise but the emperor held up his hand pleading softly “Please…Do not flee…Not again…I need to speak with you…”
“I…I will not flee…”
“Then I am glad…I understand your shock and fear of what happened in the garden…I…I am a man much older than you…Indeed I could be your father…” Satonori purred accenting the word father in a way that suggested something a whole lot more. It was as if he liked that feeling, maybe it was to recapture the thought of being with his own daughter but Nino felt bile clawing at his thought again. “But…I am not your father…I am a man that takes pleasure in many things…And you are a beautiful creature my flower…Of course that you are my son’s troubles me but…I cannot and will not be ashamed of the way my body responded to you…”
“…It is not you that startled me…” Nino whispered shamefully turning his head away from him and playing absently with a loose thread on his kimono happy that he was able to squish down the sickly feeling that was inside of him “…But my own reaction to you...I…Have only felt…This way for my love...And he is my love…Or I thought so but the accusations that you have given…My mind is in no more turmoil then when you first told this things to me…More so now…As I feel…Some sense of attraction to you…But you have done many things…The children in your bed and then the girl dancer…I…I am not like them…”
“My little flower, had I know that I was causing you such distress I would have never even dreamed of showing you such things…” Satonori lied looking completely delighted in Nino’s response his hand moving up his arm seemingly happy about the line of goose pimples that broke out over his skin from the touch. It had been an unwilling thing on Nino’s part as it was an outward display of how much disgust he was feeling but it seemed that Satonori took it as a sign of arousal “In my defence I sought only to show you that there was more to delight you then my son…”
“I…Know that my emperor…But…I could never be like that…I could never willingly show myself to men in such a way…”
“Of course not, you have been brought up properly, your father is to be commended, but those people…They do not think like you…”
Satonori spat not hiding his contempt of the people that he had been abusing “They delight in showing their bodies, they delight in pleasing men such as me as it is an honour for them…They are honoured that I would even look at them…Of course they are not lovers nor would I entertain the thought of keeping one as such but they are honoured to be allowed into the depths of my bed…”
“You…they are honoured?” Nino gasped for a second forgetting himself and releasing some of his anger. It was similar to what his lord had said to him at some point and Nino wondered if it was what they told themselves so that they were able to ignore the sobs, the pleas for it to end, and sometimes even the suicides of those that they blessed by their touch. Satonori lifted an eyebrow in his direction and Nino forced himself to recover to swallow down the anger and smile cutely “O-0f course they are honoured…You…You are the emperor…You are the most powerful man…You…You have great power…Anybody would be honoured…”
“But not you?”
“I…I feel unworthy of it…But…I am affected and flattered by your attention…” Nino whispered curling up into an even tighter ball holding himself just so that his kimono spilled open revealing his white thighs for just a second before he gasped pulling his clothing closed.
“You are not a man but a vixen…You…Are more worthy than anyone I have known…I envy my son greatly that he was the first to find you and take you as his own but I am a deeply determined man, my flower and I will not let somebody who dishonoured his own sister have you…” The emperor said now deciding to drive home the fact that Ohno had actually raped his sister and not just had unnatural feelings. Nino wasn’t sure if the man believed it himself or not it seems likely that he found it easier to deal with his own crime by pushing it on to his love or if he was just convinced that Nino was sickened by the knowledge and he was, deeply he would be one of the things that he said to the man when he was dying but for now he let it slide “I told you that I would tempt you from him…I wanted you only to fill my bed…But…I think that I would have you for my official lover…I have not taken one since my wife passed but for you I would make an exception…”
“…I am honoured but…Even with his faults…Your son has been good to me and…I do love him…”
“Kazunari…How many men did you see on your father’s farm? Good strong men that were worthy of you? Not many I would imagine…Your father raised a delicate creature…Many would have lusted after you...Many still do, even Ochi in his advanced years…” The emperor said reminding him of the repulsive older man who was thankfully avoiding him now. “…Of course you would fancy yourself in love with my son, he was a man of learning, of wit and intelligence finally somebody that was worthy of your beauty while trapped away in the country…But now my delicate and most beautiful flower…You are in the royal palace there are many that are worthy of you but none so more so as me…” Satonori inched closer to him flipping over the fold of his kimono to reveal his legs before sliding his hand down the inside of his thigh heading towards the knee at first before bringing himself back up moving towards his groin. “Kazunari you have…Already expressed a desire for me…Even if you are…Unwilling to admit such…Would you not allow me the chance to show you where this attraction of ours might lead?”
“…I…Satonori-sama…” Nino gasped leaning into the touch just a little before giving a whimper as he dropped his head down onto the older man’s shoulder biting hard on his bottom lip before forcing out tears. They started slowly at first but became steadily more thick and fast until turning into sobs “Please…Please don’t hate me…I…I am so confused…”
“Oh my little flower” Satonori chuckled kissing at his cheeks his tongue capturing the tears in a way that would have been considered cute even Nino didn’t suspect that the man enjoyed him crying. “I will of course allow you some time to think about this…It must be more than uncomfortable for you...But first loves…They are not always the greatest…I could give you so much…”
“Imperial majesty!” A voice called out sharply causing the emperor to let out a growl his head turning sharply to face the man that had disturbed them.
“What is it?”
“…Lord Sakurai Sho has arrived…” The man answered weakly and Nino wondered if he had ever been as happy to hear of his lord’s arrival as he was at that moment.
TBC
A/N: Sakurai is here >.< That may or may not be a good thing ne >.<