[Fic] The Doll Garden
Title: The Doll Garden
Author: queen_kat_tun
Beta: kaykm
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Smut, PWP
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters mentioned in this fanfiction.
Summary: N/A for the time being.
A/N: This work is a PWP until I decide to continue the story and add a plot. Posting this just because I feel like posting something to distract me from some awful events in RL.
~*~
He watched him dance gracefully on the stage. The dancer's movements were graceful and fluid that even the dancer's kimono swayed with his body. The pale skin glimmered under the lights; his eyes defined with a color of coal and his lips were painted with the most provocative of reds. He was beautiful and he was his.
Kazuya perfectly executed every dance move of a Japanese traditional dance. He already knew every step by heart and as he moved from left to right, Kazuya knew his patron was watching him intently. He could feel the other's eyes on him, following his every move, even his very breath.
Kazuya brought his right hand up and with his index finger, he traced the contours of his lips, smearing a little of red to the corner of his mouth. His action wasn't meant to tease his audience. It was meant to show the interested males, as the ring on his pinky finger glimmered under the lights, that he was already taken; bought and owned by someone...just like the pretty-faced doll he was meant to be.
Jin couldn't help but feel possessive when men chanted for the dancer to perform again. He doesn't like to share. He didn't even know the concept of sharing and even if he knew, he would never share any of his possessions.
Despite the fact that he was already feeling annoyed by those horny bastards, Jin knew better than to make a scene. His father, the great Akanishi-sama who now lay peacefully on his death bed, would come back to life just to kill him if ever he, Akanishi Jin, tainted their family name.
His father had lived his life with great dignity and honor. Because his father had been greatly favored by the first Tokugawa Shogun, their family had been looked up to by the society. The first Tokugawa Shogun had awarded his father the Himeji castle in Hyogo prefecture to the west of Osaka because of his father's exceptional skills in battle. Their family became powerful and no one dared to cross their path. Even though his father had gained fame and power, his mother remained as traditional and conservative like his grandmother. She was kind and loving and anything that she believed to be morally wrong and damaging should not be tolerated. Jin wondered how his mother would react if ever she found out about her eldest son's affairs.
"Akanishi-tono," a man in brown yukata called his attention, "that was the last performance of Kazuya today. He will be waiting for you in the same room." The tall man bowed and walked away to attend to their other client's needs.
Jin glanced at the stage and saw that another man was performing. The dancer wore an orange-colored kimono that had patterns of the sun's rays. The dancer's obi was in the color of the deepest of reds. Jin's gaze fell on the man's face and noted that this man was pretty but not as much as his dancer.
With one final glance around the room, Jin got up from his seat and walked towards the exit door of the hall and had heard that the dancer - Tatsuya as he was called - moved as elegant as a princess.
~*~
A man who stood in front of the thin Shoji slid the thin wooden door open for him when Jin finally reached the room at the end of the hall. Jin remembered this man's name to be Nakamaru Yuichi.
Without paying further attention to the man, Jin walked in to the room that was lit by a simple oil lamp, the smell of lavender floated in the air. The futon had already been laid out and just a few feet away from it was his Kazuya.
Kazuya was sitting on his legs, his head bowed to pay his owner respect. When he had heard the other acknowledge his presence, Kazuya poured his freshly-brewed green tea in a small cup and handed the piece of expensive ceramic to the other man.
Jin, who was now seated beside Kazuya, took the cup in his hands. His fingers traced its rim. He held the cup up and saw patterns of beautiful peonies painted on the outside of the cup. Jin's interest on the cup soon faded and he turned his attention to the courtesan seated next to him.
Kazuya was in a red, silky kimono. Its design was made up of pinkish petals that seemed to float in air, brown twigs and thin branches were beautifully scattered on the silk. His obi was in the color of gold with intricate threadwork and beads. Kazuya's hair was all gathered at the back of his head, kept secured by a thin piece of wood made of the cherry tree. There was a gold string with glass beads that hung down from its tip. Despite the fact that Kazuya's hair was pulled back, some strands had managed to cling to frame his face.
It was no wonder that most men desired Kazuya because he was very beautiful. To Jin, Kazuya was the most beautiful.
"Akanishi-tono, how was your day?" Kazuya's voice echoed softly in the small room, successfully interrupting Jin from his train of thoughts.
Jin took a sip from his cup, relishing the bittersweet taste of his tea before he answered Kazuya. "The usual," he said. "I went to visit Yamashita's place and talked about how we could get Nishikido's support to defend Osaka from any threat."
"It seems that you have been very busy lately, Akanishi-tono," Kazuya replied as he lit up more incense sticks to help relax the older man. "I can sense that you are tired."
"I actually am," Jin affirmed to the other. "How did you know?"
"Your voice," Kazuya said and smiled a little at his owner. "Your exhaustion shows in the tone of your voice, Akanishi-tono." Kazuya looked up to the eyes of the man next to him, "Your eyes look very tired as well, Akanishi-tono."
"You're very observant." Jin then drank the remaining tea in his cup.
Kazuya smiled slightly because of what his owner had mentioned. It wasn't because he was observant. He wasn't. It's just that Akanishi was someone Kazuya liked to watch and get to know more about.
"Yamashita said I'm losing myself with work and that I need some time to relax." Jin chuckled, remembering how Yamashita had bluntly told him that he wouldn't be fit enough to defend Osaka if he wouldn't pay attention to himself.
"Is that so?" the younger asked softly. Jin nodded his reply. "Well then, I shall do my best to make you feel better, Akanishi-tono. Besides, it has been a month since your last visit."
Jin just gave Kazuya a little smile. In truth, he really enjoyed Kazuya's company because the younger man could read him well even with the very few hints he unconsciously and consciously gave, like the tone of his voice, how deep the crease on his forehead was or the way his eyes couldn't focus on one thing.
"No matter what happens, don't leave me." Jin's voice was barely audible but he knew the other had heard him well.
Kazuya smiled a little at that, knowing very well that his owner wasn't fond of abandoning his toys.
Kazuya shifted and leaned forward towards his owner. He brushed some stray strands of hair away from his master's face and caressed the soft skin of his owner's left cheek.
"Never, Akanishi-tono," he whispered against his owner's lips before he leaned in fully towards the older male and kissed his Akanishi-tono.
I would never leave you because I love you...
~*~
The cups now lay forgotten on the low table inside their room and so was the tea inside the white porcelain. The incense sticks burned slowly, its scent enveloped the room with the fragrance of soothing lavenders. The fire from the oil lamp was kept alive to witness two different people, very much like the sky and the earth, become one once again.
Seeing the beautiful male comfortably lying on the futon, Jin realized he still could not believe that Kazuya was his. He knew Kazuya would never refuse him. He knew that this beautiful male in front of him would do anything to please him. It was the courtesan's duty. He also knew that Kazuya was physically his and yet, Jin didn't know why he wanted something more, something deeper, to bond him with the younger male.
Yamashita had once teased him about having a favorite doll. Favorite because Jin had tried the others but wasn't quite satisfied with any of them. It wasn't because that the sex didn't bring him release. It was just that whenever he did the deed with Kazuya, Jin always ended up feeling contented and fulfilled. It was as if there was a strong emotional connection between him and his doll because everything was different when he's with Kazuya; the kisses, their short conversations, the sex, even with the way Kazuya brewed and poured him his tea.
Kazuya kept his eyes on the ceiling, completely aware of his owner's presence. Akanishi-tono was his owner, his master. Akanishi-tono was the one who owned him completely, even his heart.
Kazuya knew it from the very start that he'd fall for this man. Akanishi was powerful yet gentle, rough yet loving, wise and yet, deep inside him lied an adorable child Kazuya had seen once when his owner was too wasted and drunk. Kazuya still remembered the musical laughs he had heard Akanishi let out once.
It was actually Yamashita-tono who had bought him from Kitagawa-san to be given as a gift to Akanishi in order for Yamashita to be allied with the powerful Akanishis. Truth be told, Kazuya didn't regret being sold because Akanishi had managed to make him feel more of a human than being a beautiful male who spread his legs for different men every night to earn money.
The family of Kitagawa owned the establishment where he works. Clients called their workplace The Doll Garden. Their establishment earned that name because the courtesans, like him, were all pretty, young boys and had to obey whatever their master for the night desired. At first, Kazuya despised everything that was related to this kind of trade. He thought of it as something evil and dirty. Never had he thought that this trade would be the one to allow him to create more memories with his mother before she died.
Kazuya had always dreamed to be an exceptional Kabuki and Noh performer. He had trained to be one but one night, Kazuya's mother got seriously ill that she developed a high fever and blood came out every time she coughed. Kazuya knew he needed the money in order for his mother to be treated. Coming from a poor family, Kazuya didn't have any access to the medications. He had to ask around for help and support. It was from Tatsuya, his childhood friend that he had learned about the Doll Garden's existence.
He had no choice. Kazuya didn't have any choice regarding the matter and had signed up to be a courtesan in exchange for a huge amount of money from the doll garden's owner. The treatment only prolonged his mother's life for six months before death took her away from him. Since then, Kazuya no longer had the drive to live. Instead, he worked in the industry. He entertained their clients and had sex with them if they asked for him. Kazuya didn't like it especially when his body was covered with bruises and wounds, but the job got him money. It was the only way he could support himself. He was just lucky enough that Yamashita-tono found him suitable enough to be Akanishi-tono's partner two months after his mother had died and already accepted the fact that he would be nothing but a courtesan.
Kazuya felt some sort of movement and saw Akanishi-tono loosening the tie of his own kimono. Slowly, Kazuya pulled himself up to kneel on the futon and gently put down Akanishi's hands to the man's sides.
With gentle movements, Kazuya's fingers curled on the silk tie and tugged on the knot. The silk was left hanging when Kazuya's hands curled on the kimono and parted it open to reveal what was hidden beneath the fabric. Kazuya slipped the kimono off of his master in a slow, almost loving, manner. He could feel his owner gaze intently at him but Kazuya did not care. He had always treated his Akanishi-tono especially. Kazuya dropped a kiss on the hollow space between Akanishi's collarbones before his hands slipped the kimono further down to reveal more of what was kept hidden from his sight.
Removing the kimono wasn't that hard of a task and soon, the older of them was naked. Kazuya folded the garment and set it aside in a neat pile next to the table.
When he was finished with his task, Kazuya went back to his place and pushed the older male down to the futon and straddled Akanishi's hips. He pulled out the thin wood that kept his hair secure and allowed the brown tresses to fall and frame his face before he leaned down to kiss the man beneath him.
"Make love to me, Akanishi-tono," Kazuya whispered when his lips were only inches away from Akanishi's. "Make love to me," he whispered again. Kazuya could no longer care if whether he wanted Akanishi to take him to relieve his stress or because he had missed the older male and was actually longing to be touched and be loved by Akanishi again.
Jin felt Kazuya's warm breaths caress his lips and that was all he needed to feel before he finally claimed Kazuya's soft, pinkish lips.
Their kiss started off innocent. The skin of their lips just touched and Jin just laid there on the futon, enjoying Kazuya's feathery kisses. When Kazuya licked on his lower lip, Jin moaned in appreciation and especially loved it when the younger male slipped his tongue inside his mouth. Their tongues danced and lapped against each other and Jin's hands started to caress Kazuya's body through the silk.
Kazuya loved how his owner caressed his skin. Akanishi was gentle and his palm was warm against his skin. Akanishi's palms were rough and calloused but Kazuya knew that those were because his Akanishi-tono trained with his sword every day. The younger male's train of thoughts was suddenly cut off as he arched his body when one of Akanishi-tono's hands finally made it to tease one of his nipples.
"A-Akanishi-t-tono," Kazuya gasped when his master pulled on his nipple harder than usual.
"I can't even imagine that I haven't touched you for so many days," Jin said when Kazuya had, in reflex, pulled away from him. Jin just smiled and started tugging on the knots on Kazuya's kimono and immediately exposed the younger male's slender frame. His eyes feasted on the expanse of fair, smooth skin. Jin changed their positions and instantly had Kazuya pinned beneath him.
"You're still as beautiful as the first time I made love to you," Jin said before his lips closed in on one of Kazuya's erected nipples.
"A-Akanishi-tono," Kazuya moaned out when warmth enclosed his left nipple. The feeling of something soft and wet caressing his skin made shivers run down his spine. It was all too good when he's with Akanishi-tono.
Jin's teeth grazed on the nub and Kazuya gave out a sharp gasp. Jin kissed the nipple before his hands roamed all over Kazuya's body, touching every curve, every flat plane and every inch of Kazuya.
Jin moved up and his lips sucked on the milky neck as his fingers played with the younger's collarbones down to Kazuya's chest and stomach. He felt Kazuya's hands play with his hair.
Slowly making his way down Kazuya's body, Jin kissed his way to the younger's flat abdomen, his tongue dipped on Kazuya's navel. Kazuya bit on his lower lip to prevent himself from telling his owner to lick him where he was most sensitive.
The teasing licks Jin gave Kazuya made the younger male yearn for more. Akanishi was doing wonders to his body. Kazuya groaned when Akanishi's tongue licked the tip of his cock. It was chaste but the feel of his owner's tongue on the tip of his manhood was enough to make Kazuya shudder in pleasure.
Jin shifted and kissed Kazuya's lips before he laid on the futon once again. Kazuya, knowing fairly well what the other wanted, removed his clothing as Akanishi watched him with eyes clouded with desire. He straddled the other's hips. He felt arms wrap around him when his lips trapped one of Akanishis nipples inside his mouth. His tongue brushed against the sensitive nub, back and forth, over and over and sucked on it in between.
Jin hummed his approval and Kazuya shifted. Groans echoed in the small room as their awakening members brushed against one another.
Kazuya kissed every inch of his Akanishi-tono's skin. The tanned skin looked so sexy and manly against his fair one and as his tongue traced a wet trail on Akanishi's body, his hand stroked the length in between his master's legs. It grew big and hard, warm and velvety in his hand as Kazuya moved his hand up and down the shaft, his tongue licking on the flat planes of his owner's abdomen.
Kazuya felt Akanishi spread his legs for him to slide into and Kazuya did just that. He knew what his master wanted. Without hesitations, Kazuya dropped feather-light kisses on the hardening shaft. His hand held on to the shaft and his tongue darted out to lick on his owner's cock.
The feel of Kazuya's soft tongue against his throbbing manhood made Jin's body burn with lust. He watched the other pleasure him with his mouth and Jin loved how Kazuya seemed to enjoy tasting him. And just when Jin thought that the display of pink tongue against his hard flesh was mind-blowing enough, Kazuya opened his mouth and slowly took all of him in. Jin gave out a long, throaty moan as Kazuya bobbed his head up and down his cock.
Kazuya loved how Akanishi tasted. He loved the feel of his master inside his mouth because in this way, Kazuya felt like his Akanishi depended on him for his pleasure. He swiped his tongue on the tip and tasted his lover’s pre-cum.
Jin fisted his hand in Kazuya's hair and pulled the other slightly away from his cock only to thrust his hips and fuck Kazuya's mouth.
Kazuya did his best to stop himself from gagging and tried to relax the muscles in his throat to accommodate Akanishi's length and girth as the older male thrust deep into his mouth.
Kazuya loved it when Akanishi moaned his name as pleasure drowned the other’s nerves.
When Jin pulled away, harder than ever, Kazuya moved and settled himself on top of his owner. Jin pulled him down for a kiss while Jin's fingers dipped in the oil that was lying next to their futon.
Kazuya gave out a low whimper when Akanishi's index finger traced his entrance; oil was smeared on his skin.
"Spread your legs wider." Jin's voice was both commanding and gentle that Kazuya was more than glad to obey.
Kazuya muffled his cry on Akanishi's neck when a finger slid inside him followed by a next and then another.
"You all right, love?" Jin whispered when he felt a warm drop of tear wet the skin on his neck.
"Y-yes, A-Akanishi-tono," Kazuya managed to answer with a broken voice.
"Relax for me, love," Jin coaxed to the other. "I don't want to hurt you," he said softly and his free hand sneaked in between their bodies to stroke Kazuya's erection.
Jin liked it how Kazuya felt so hard yet vulnerable in his hand. He liked it how a single motion could make Kazuya moan loudly and yearn for more.
"A-Akanishi-tono," Kazuya gasped when the hand stroking his cock picked up a faster pace and seeing how Kazuya was seemingly lost in pleasure, Jin moved his fingers in and out of the younger male to prepare him.
It didn't take long for Kazuya to adjust and when he had, Jin guided Kazuya to straddle him properly and felt Kazuya's hand hold his cock while the younger male slowly impaled himself on his cock.
Kazuya knew that the pain on his rear wouldn't last and seeing that Akanishi was feeling a different kind of pleasure being buried inside him, Kazuya thought that the pain was all worth it.
The tight muscles that clenched around his length and that unbearable heat that enveloped him when Kazuya slowly moved, made Jin moan aloud. It was so good to be buried alive and deep into his lover. Jin watched Kazuya move up and down on him and the courtesan's head was thrown back, his lips parted slightly open as low moans of his name spilled past those pink lips.
"Akanishi-tono,"
Kazuya's movements became quicker and Jin could feel himself nearing release. He placed his hands on both of Kazuya's hips and kept him steady, the head of his cock was the only part buried inside Kazuya.
Kazuya moaned loudly and almost fell forward when the other rammed his length inside him. Akanishi's movements were quicker, a bit rough, and brought Kazuya more pleasure as the tip of Akanishi's cock hit that sweet spot inside of the courtesan.
"A-Akanishi-tono, I...I...c-can't..."
"Touch yourself," Jin managed to say with a raspy voice, thick with lust, and his desire took a level higher as he watched Kazuya stroke himself, seeking release.
It was definitely arousing to see Kazuya touch himself in front of him while he was ramming his length inside the younger male and when Kazuya finally came, Jin gave a final thrust and soon spilled his seeds inside the courtesan when Kazuya's muscles clenched around him tightly.
"I love you, Akanishi-tono," Kazuya whispered softly when Jin pulled the younger male down to his body so he could rest. The little shudders Kazuya gave showed Jin how sensitive Kazuya's body was.
I love you, Akanishi-tono.
Jin smiled and kissed the top of the courtesan's head. "It's Jin from now on, my Kazuya."
~*~
A/N2: Credits to uchikins for correcting my use of the suffix -donno to -tono. According to her, the suffix -tono is used for addressing lords. The suffix is written as -tono but is pronounced -dono. So yeah... :D Thank you, uchikins :D Oh, and just so you know, I really find your username adorable and cute XDD
Comments are always appreciated and thanks for reading~ :D
Author: queen_kat_tun
Beta: kaykm
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Smut, PWP
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters mentioned in this fanfiction.
Summary: N/A for the time being.
A/N: This work is a PWP until I decide to continue the story and add a plot. Posting this just because I feel like posting something to distract me from some awful events in RL.
~*~
He watched him dance gracefully on the stage. The dancer's movements were graceful and fluid that even the dancer's kimono swayed with his body. The pale skin glimmered under the lights; his eyes defined with a color of coal and his lips were painted with the most provocative of reds. He was beautiful and he was his.
Kazuya perfectly executed every dance move of a Japanese traditional dance. He already knew every step by heart and as he moved from left to right, Kazuya knew his patron was watching him intently. He could feel the other's eyes on him, following his every move, even his very breath.
Kazuya brought his right hand up and with his index finger, he traced the contours of his lips, smearing a little of red to the corner of his mouth. His action wasn't meant to tease his audience. It was meant to show the interested males, as the ring on his pinky finger glimmered under the lights, that he was already taken; bought and owned by someone...just like the pretty-faced doll he was meant to be.
Jin couldn't help but feel possessive when men chanted for the dancer to perform again. He doesn't like to share. He didn't even know the concept of sharing and even if he knew, he would never share any of his possessions.
Despite the fact that he was already feeling annoyed by those horny bastards, Jin knew better than to make a scene. His father, the great Akanishi-sama who now lay peacefully on his death bed, would come back to life just to kill him if ever he, Akanishi Jin, tainted their family name.
His father had lived his life with great dignity and honor. Because his father had been greatly favored by the first Tokugawa Shogun, their family had been looked up to by the society. The first Tokugawa Shogun had awarded his father the Himeji castle in Hyogo prefecture to the west of Osaka because of his father's exceptional skills in battle. Their family became powerful and no one dared to cross their path. Even though his father had gained fame and power, his mother remained as traditional and conservative like his grandmother. She was kind and loving and anything that she believed to be morally wrong and damaging should not be tolerated. Jin wondered how his mother would react if ever she found out about her eldest son's affairs.
"Akanishi-tono," a man in brown yukata called his attention, "that was the last performance of Kazuya today. He will be waiting for you in the same room." The tall man bowed and walked away to attend to their other client's needs.
Jin glanced at the stage and saw that another man was performing. The dancer wore an orange-colored kimono that had patterns of the sun's rays. The dancer's obi was in the color of the deepest of reds. Jin's gaze fell on the man's face and noted that this man was pretty but not as much as his dancer.
With one final glance around the room, Jin got up from his seat and walked towards the exit door of the hall and had heard that the dancer - Tatsuya as he was called - moved as elegant as a princess.
~*~
A man who stood in front of the thin Shoji slid the thin wooden door open for him when Jin finally reached the room at the end of the hall. Jin remembered this man's name to be Nakamaru Yuichi.
Without paying further attention to the man, Jin walked in to the room that was lit by a simple oil lamp, the smell of lavender floated in the air. The futon had already been laid out and just a few feet away from it was his Kazuya.
Kazuya was sitting on his legs, his head bowed to pay his owner respect. When he had heard the other acknowledge his presence, Kazuya poured his freshly-brewed green tea in a small cup and handed the piece of expensive ceramic to the other man.
Jin, who was now seated beside Kazuya, took the cup in his hands. His fingers traced its rim. He held the cup up and saw patterns of beautiful peonies painted on the outside of the cup. Jin's interest on the cup soon faded and he turned his attention to the courtesan seated next to him.
Kazuya was in a red, silky kimono. Its design was made up of pinkish petals that seemed to float in air, brown twigs and thin branches were beautifully scattered on the silk. His obi was in the color of gold with intricate threadwork and beads. Kazuya's hair was all gathered at the back of his head, kept secured by a thin piece of wood made of the cherry tree. There was a gold string with glass beads that hung down from its tip. Despite the fact that Kazuya's hair was pulled back, some strands had managed to cling to frame his face.
It was no wonder that most men desired Kazuya because he was very beautiful. To Jin, Kazuya was the most beautiful.
"Akanishi-tono, how was your day?" Kazuya's voice echoed softly in the small room, successfully interrupting Jin from his train of thoughts.
Jin took a sip from his cup, relishing the bittersweet taste of his tea before he answered Kazuya. "The usual," he said. "I went to visit Yamashita's place and talked about how we could get Nishikido's support to defend Osaka from any threat."
"It seems that you have been very busy lately, Akanishi-tono," Kazuya replied as he lit up more incense sticks to help relax the older man. "I can sense that you are tired."
"I actually am," Jin affirmed to the other. "How did you know?"
"Your voice," Kazuya said and smiled a little at his owner. "Your exhaustion shows in the tone of your voice, Akanishi-tono." Kazuya looked up to the eyes of the man next to him, "Your eyes look very tired as well, Akanishi-tono."
"You're very observant." Jin then drank the remaining tea in his cup.
Kazuya smiled slightly because of what his owner had mentioned. It wasn't because he was observant. He wasn't. It's just that Akanishi was someone Kazuya liked to watch and get to know more about.
"Yamashita said I'm losing myself with work and that I need some time to relax." Jin chuckled, remembering how Yamashita had bluntly told him that he wouldn't be fit enough to defend Osaka if he wouldn't pay attention to himself.
"Is that so?" the younger asked softly. Jin nodded his reply. "Well then, I shall do my best to make you feel better, Akanishi-tono. Besides, it has been a month since your last visit."
Jin just gave Kazuya a little smile. In truth, he really enjoyed Kazuya's company because the younger man could read him well even with the very few hints he unconsciously and consciously gave, like the tone of his voice, how deep the crease on his forehead was or the way his eyes couldn't focus on one thing.
"No matter what happens, don't leave me." Jin's voice was barely audible but he knew the other had heard him well.
Kazuya smiled a little at that, knowing very well that his owner wasn't fond of abandoning his toys.
Kazuya shifted and leaned forward towards his owner. He brushed some stray strands of hair away from his master's face and caressed the soft skin of his owner's left cheek.
"Never, Akanishi-tono," he whispered against his owner's lips before he leaned in fully towards the older male and kissed his Akanishi-tono.
I would never leave you because I love you...
~*~
The cups now lay forgotten on the low table inside their room and so was the tea inside the white porcelain. The incense sticks burned slowly, its scent enveloped the room with the fragrance of soothing lavenders. The fire from the oil lamp was kept alive to witness two different people, very much like the sky and the earth, become one once again.
Seeing the beautiful male comfortably lying on the futon, Jin realized he still could not believe that Kazuya was his. He knew Kazuya would never refuse him. He knew that this beautiful male in front of him would do anything to please him. It was the courtesan's duty. He also knew that Kazuya was physically his and yet, Jin didn't know why he wanted something more, something deeper, to bond him with the younger male.
Yamashita had once teased him about having a favorite doll. Favorite because Jin had tried the others but wasn't quite satisfied with any of them. It wasn't because that the sex didn't bring him release. It was just that whenever he did the deed with Kazuya, Jin always ended up feeling contented and fulfilled. It was as if there was a strong emotional connection between him and his doll because everything was different when he's with Kazuya; the kisses, their short conversations, the sex, even with the way Kazuya brewed and poured him his tea.
Kazuya kept his eyes on the ceiling, completely aware of his owner's presence. Akanishi-tono was his owner, his master. Akanishi-tono was the one who owned him completely, even his heart.
Kazuya knew it from the very start that he'd fall for this man. Akanishi was powerful yet gentle, rough yet loving, wise and yet, deep inside him lied an adorable child Kazuya had seen once when his owner was too wasted and drunk. Kazuya still remembered the musical laughs he had heard Akanishi let out once.
It was actually Yamashita-tono who had bought him from Kitagawa-san to be given as a gift to Akanishi in order for Yamashita to be allied with the powerful Akanishis. Truth be told, Kazuya didn't regret being sold because Akanishi had managed to make him feel more of a human than being a beautiful male who spread his legs for different men every night to earn money.
The family of Kitagawa owned the establishment where he works. Clients called their workplace The Doll Garden. Their establishment earned that name because the courtesans, like him, were all pretty, young boys and had to obey whatever their master for the night desired. At first, Kazuya despised everything that was related to this kind of trade. He thought of it as something evil and dirty. Never had he thought that this trade would be the one to allow him to create more memories with his mother before she died.
Kazuya had always dreamed to be an exceptional Kabuki and Noh performer. He had trained to be one but one night, Kazuya's mother got seriously ill that she developed a high fever and blood came out every time she coughed. Kazuya knew he needed the money in order for his mother to be treated. Coming from a poor family, Kazuya didn't have any access to the medications. He had to ask around for help and support. It was from Tatsuya, his childhood friend that he had learned about the Doll Garden's existence.
He had no choice. Kazuya didn't have any choice regarding the matter and had signed up to be a courtesan in exchange for a huge amount of money from the doll garden's owner. The treatment only prolonged his mother's life for six months before death took her away from him. Since then, Kazuya no longer had the drive to live. Instead, he worked in the industry. He entertained their clients and had sex with them if they asked for him. Kazuya didn't like it especially when his body was covered with bruises and wounds, but the job got him money. It was the only way he could support himself. He was just lucky enough that Yamashita-tono found him suitable enough to be Akanishi-tono's partner two months after his mother had died and already accepted the fact that he would be nothing but a courtesan.
Kazuya felt some sort of movement and saw Akanishi-tono loosening the tie of his own kimono. Slowly, Kazuya pulled himself up to kneel on the futon and gently put down Akanishi's hands to the man's sides.
With gentle movements, Kazuya's fingers curled on the silk tie and tugged on the knot. The silk was left hanging when Kazuya's hands curled on the kimono and parted it open to reveal what was hidden beneath the fabric. Kazuya slipped the kimono off of his master in a slow, almost loving, manner. He could feel his owner gaze intently at him but Kazuya did not care. He had always treated his Akanishi-tono especially. Kazuya dropped a kiss on the hollow space between Akanishi's collarbones before his hands slipped the kimono further down to reveal more of what was kept hidden from his sight.
Removing the kimono wasn't that hard of a task and soon, the older of them was naked. Kazuya folded the garment and set it aside in a neat pile next to the table.
When he was finished with his task, Kazuya went back to his place and pushed the older male down to the futon and straddled Akanishi's hips. He pulled out the thin wood that kept his hair secure and allowed the brown tresses to fall and frame his face before he leaned down to kiss the man beneath him.
"Make love to me, Akanishi-tono," Kazuya whispered when his lips were only inches away from Akanishi's. "Make love to me," he whispered again. Kazuya could no longer care if whether he wanted Akanishi to take him to relieve his stress or because he had missed the older male and was actually longing to be touched and be loved by Akanishi again.
Jin felt Kazuya's warm breaths caress his lips and that was all he needed to feel before he finally claimed Kazuya's soft, pinkish lips.
Their kiss started off innocent. The skin of their lips just touched and Jin just laid there on the futon, enjoying Kazuya's feathery kisses. When Kazuya licked on his lower lip, Jin moaned in appreciation and especially loved it when the younger male slipped his tongue inside his mouth. Their tongues danced and lapped against each other and Jin's hands started to caress Kazuya's body through the silk.
Kazuya loved how his owner caressed his skin. Akanishi was gentle and his palm was warm against his skin. Akanishi's palms were rough and calloused but Kazuya knew that those were because his Akanishi-tono trained with his sword every day. The younger male's train of thoughts was suddenly cut off as he arched his body when one of Akanishi-tono's hands finally made it to tease one of his nipples.
"A-Akanishi-t-tono," Kazuya gasped when his master pulled on his nipple harder than usual.
"I can't even imagine that I haven't touched you for so many days," Jin said when Kazuya had, in reflex, pulled away from him. Jin just smiled and started tugging on the knots on Kazuya's kimono and immediately exposed the younger male's slender frame. His eyes feasted on the expanse of fair, smooth skin. Jin changed their positions and instantly had Kazuya pinned beneath him.
"You're still as beautiful as the first time I made love to you," Jin said before his lips closed in on one of Kazuya's erected nipples.
"A-Akanishi-tono," Kazuya moaned out when warmth enclosed his left nipple. The feeling of something soft and wet caressing his skin made shivers run down his spine. It was all too good when he's with Akanishi-tono.
Jin's teeth grazed on the nub and Kazuya gave out a sharp gasp. Jin kissed the nipple before his hands roamed all over Kazuya's body, touching every curve, every flat plane and every inch of Kazuya.
Jin moved up and his lips sucked on the milky neck as his fingers played with the younger's collarbones down to Kazuya's chest and stomach. He felt Kazuya's hands play with his hair.
Slowly making his way down Kazuya's body, Jin kissed his way to the younger's flat abdomen, his tongue dipped on Kazuya's navel. Kazuya bit on his lower lip to prevent himself from telling his owner to lick him where he was most sensitive.
The teasing licks Jin gave Kazuya made the younger male yearn for more. Akanishi was doing wonders to his body. Kazuya groaned when Akanishi's tongue licked the tip of his cock. It was chaste but the feel of his owner's tongue on the tip of his manhood was enough to make Kazuya shudder in pleasure.
Jin shifted and kissed Kazuya's lips before he laid on the futon once again. Kazuya, knowing fairly well what the other wanted, removed his clothing as Akanishi watched him with eyes clouded with desire. He straddled the other's hips. He felt arms wrap around him when his lips trapped one of Akanishis nipples inside his mouth. His tongue brushed against the sensitive nub, back and forth, over and over and sucked on it in between.
Jin hummed his approval and Kazuya shifted. Groans echoed in the small room as their awakening members brushed against one another.
Kazuya kissed every inch of his Akanishi-tono's skin. The tanned skin looked so sexy and manly against his fair one and as his tongue traced a wet trail on Akanishi's body, his hand stroked the length in between his master's legs. It grew big and hard, warm and velvety in his hand as Kazuya moved his hand up and down the shaft, his tongue licking on the flat planes of his owner's abdomen.
Kazuya felt Akanishi spread his legs for him to slide into and Kazuya did just that. He knew what his master wanted. Without hesitations, Kazuya dropped feather-light kisses on the hardening shaft. His hand held on to the shaft and his tongue darted out to lick on his owner's cock.
The feel of Kazuya's soft tongue against his throbbing manhood made Jin's body burn with lust. He watched the other pleasure him with his mouth and Jin loved how Kazuya seemed to enjoy tasting him. And just when Jin thought that the display of pink tongue against his hard flesh was mind-blowing enough, Kazuya opened his mouth and slowly took all of him in. Jin gave out a long, throaty moan as Kazuya bobbed his head up and down his cock.
Kazuya loved how Akanishi tasted. He loved the feel of his master inside his mouth because in this way, Kazuya felt like his Akanishi depended on him for his pleasure. He swiped his tongue on the tip and tasted his lover’s pre-cum.
Jin fisted his hand in Kazuya's hair and pulled the other slightly away from his cock only to thrust his hips and fuck Kazuya's mouth.
Kazuya did his best to stop himself from gagging and tried to relax the muscles in his throat to accommodate Akanishi's length and girth as the older male thrust deep into his mouth.
Kazuya loved it when Akanishi moaned his name as pleasure drowned the other’s nerves.
When Jin pulled away, harder than ever, Kazuya moved and settled himself on top of his owner. Jin pulled him down for a kiss while Jin's fingers dipped in the oil that was lying next to their futon.
Kazuya gave out a low whimper when Akanishi's index finger traced his entrance; oil was smeared on his skin.
"Spread your legs wider." Jin's voice was both commanding and gentle that Kazuya was more than glad to obey.
Kazuya muffled his cry on Akanishi's neck when a finger slid inside him followed by a next and then another.
"You all right, love?" Jin whispered when he felt a warm drop of tear wet the skin on his neck.
"Y-yes, A-Akanishi-tono," Kazuya managed to answer with a broken voice.
"Relax for me, love," Jin coaxed to the other. "I don't want to hurt you," he said softly and his free hand sneaked in between their bodies to stroke Kazuya's erection.
Jin liked it how Kazuya felt so hard yet vulnerable in his hand. He liked it how a single motion could make Kazuya moan loudly and yearn for more.
"A-Akanishi-tono," Kazuya gasped when the hand stroking his cock picked up a faster pace and seeing how Kazuya was seemingly lost in pleasure, Jin moved his fingers in and out of the younger male to prepare him.
It didn't take long for Kazuya to adjust and when he had, Jin guided Kazuya to straddle him properly and felt Kazuya's hand hold his cock while the younger male slowly impaled himself on his cock.
Kazuya knew that the pain on his rear wouldn't last and seeing that Akanishi was feeling a different kind of pleasure being buried inside him, Kazuya thought that the pain was all worth it.
The tight muscles that clenched around his length and that unbearable heat that enveloped him when Kazuya slowly moved, made Jin moan aloud. It was so good to be buried alive and deep into his lover. Jin watched Kazuya move up and down on him and the courtesan's head was thrown back, his lips parted slightly open as low moans of his name spilled past those pink lips.
"Akanishi-tono,"
Kazuya's movements became quicker and Jin could feel himself nearing release. He placed his hands on both of Kazuya's hips and kept him steady, the head of his cock was the only part buried inside Kazuya.
Kazuya moaned loudly and almost fell forward when the other rammed his length inside him. Akanishi's movements were quicker, a bit rough, and brought Kazuya more pleasure as the tip of Akanishi's cock hit that sweet spot inside of the courtesan.
"A-Akanishi-tono, I...I...c-can't..."
"Touch yourself," Jin managed to say with a raspy voice, thick with lust, and his desire took a level higher as he watched Kazuya stroke himself, seeking release.
It was definitely arousing to see Kazuya touch himself in front of him while he was ramming his length inside the younger male and when Kazuya finally came, Jin gave a final thrust and soon spilled his seeds inside the courtesan when Kazuya's muscles clenched around him tightly.
"I love you, Akanishi-tono," Kazuya whispered softly when Jin pulled the younger male down to his body so he could rest. The little shudders Kazuya gave showed Jin how sensitive Kazuya's body was.
I love you, Akanishi-tono.
Jin smiled and kissed the top of the courtesan's head. "It's Jin from now on, my Kazuya."
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A/N2: Credits to uchikins for correcting my use of the suffix -donno to -tono. According to her, the suffix -tono is used for addressing lords. The suffix is written as -tono but is pronounced -dono. So yeah... :D Thank you, uchikins :D Oh, and just so you know, I really find your username adorable and cute XDD
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