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Rage breathing.
Gyomei hadn’t heard of this style yet before him stood a small woman fighting in it. Her vibrant red hair streaked bright white, eyes flashing with venomous rage. She fought like a cornered tiger. Like ten. The corps could always use more recruits and this one seemed to have what it took to take it all the way and become a true Hashira. Though it worried him some on how the others would take to her. Rage could be a dangerous weapon and this small woman was bursting with it.
Often Rune found herself paired with Muichiro, the Mist Hashira. He seemed to work alone a lot and seemed unfazed with her around. His stillness also eased her rage. It was easy to get lost in the storm and the young hashira was a good anchor. Rarely they spoke on missions but it suited them both. On even more rare occasions he would teach her something, and that she enjoyed most.
It was late in the evening when they returned back to the compound, the demons were dead and they were tired. Muichiro nodded and then disappeared towards his room. Rune felt like doing much of the same thing. Until she saw Kyojuro sitting next to the pond, moonlight reflecting off his strange hair.
Quietly she made her way towards him, sitting down next to him. He turned, looking at her with those flame colored eyes. Rune smiled at him. For a little while they sat in silent companionship. The flame hashira had a way of soothing her rage, both in and out of battle.
“How was the mission?” He asked.
“It went well. Two demons, Muichiro and I handled them easily enough.” Rune didn’t want to explain the giant bruise across her ribs.
He nodded, “Good. You are becoming quite the hashira.”
“Funny, Gyomei said the same thing the other day.” They both laughed.
“Of course he would.” Kyojuro looked at her, “He has always had a soft spot for you.”
For some reason it made her blush, “Probably because my breathing comes from his.”
He continued to watch her, heat flashing in those fire eyes, “Maybe, or something more.”
They looked at one another. Up this close he had beautiful eyes and it was hard for Rune to look away. She wanted to get lost in them and she wondered what was reflected in hers. What did he see in her midnight eyes?
“I should probably head to bed, it’s been a long day.” Rune said, knowing that it wasn’t the full reason she wanted to get away.
Kyojuro nodded again, “That is probably a good idea. Let me walk you to your room.”
That wasn’t exactly what Rune was prepared for. She just assumed he would say goodnight and let her walk and now instead he was going to walk her to her room. Her heart pounded in her chest and she saw a ghost of a smile on his lips. He could probably hear her. That was the one thing she hadn’t fully grasped yet in her training. Together they walked quietly to her room. Hers was on the far left side, tucked away in the back corner. They stopped outside her door.
“Thank you Kyojuro.” She said just standing there.
He looked to be thinking about something, emotions crossing his brow, “May I ask you something Rune?” His voice sounded strained. She nodded, “Can I kiss you?” His voice deepened for a moment.
She swallowed hard and nodded.
That was all the permission he needed before his hands cupped her face and he kissed her. Fire and rage mixed between their lips and her world swirled with feeling. Her body aching with unspent desire, something that had been building for some time. Her hands grabbed at his chest, pulling him closer to her as he chuckled in the kiss.
A door in the distance closed and their kiss broke though they barely parted. His eyes bright with desire, his tongue darting between his lips. Rune could have moaned at the sight of it and had to bite her lip to stop herself. He focused on it and he didn’t hold back the groan. She couldn’t help herself and moved against him, her body pressing against his.
“Rune,” he stuttered her name, before reaching behind her and opening the door, gently pushing her inside.
Standing in her room she could feel the loss of his heat, taking everything in her not to rush back to him. He stood outside of her room, breathing deep, eyes closed. Slowly they both came back to the present, the haze of desire subsiding itself, though the desire still burned bright for both of them.
His eyes finally opened and Rune’s breath caught at the beauty, she could nearly see flames dancing in them. “Please excuse me, I need to head to my room.” He bowed his head and reached for the door, “Goodnight.” He said, pausing for a moment before leaving, shutting the door fully behind him.
Rune stood in the spot for a moment, her heart racing as desire pooled between her thighs. She could feel her own desire and knew that she would not be able to sleep tonight if she didn’t take care of it.
Lying on her pad she traced her body, touching her taunt nipples, caressing her whole breast before sliding her hand down to her slick heat. It was soaked with desire. Kyojuro had set her ablaze in a way no other man had ever done. His fire eyes called to her rage, her finger sliding into her heat. She stifled the moan. Her finger pumped, thinking about what he was doing right then.
She knew he was going back to his room to do the same. Her eyes closing she could picture him on his knees, naked in the moonlight of his room. His hand wrapped around his thick manhood as he stroked it. Rune’s fingers moved faster as she thought of his moving quicker. She tried to match her fantasy, wanting to cum when her thoughts of him did. And then she slid a second finger inside and all was lost as the orgasm hit and her body shook with it.
Her body was spent of desire though not nearly enough. Her mind kept wandering back to Kyojuro and she had to force herself to think of something else. Thinking of Gyomei’s training she steadied her breathing, her heart race slowed as she focused herself.
“Fuck.” She breathed. The moon was bright though she couldn’t see it from her room, just the remnant of its light. Calmly her body drifted, her thoughts clear for the first time in a while and slept claimed her.
“Fucking great.” Sanemi growled. Rune felt the same way. When Tengen had suggested an early morning run he hadn’t mentioned that the wind asshole would be there too.
Tengen laughed, “I feel so much love.” He clapped his hands and made them both focus, “Let’s go.”
They set out for their run. Rune kept quiet, expending her rageful energy out her steps. She was always pent up with it, except for last night when her thoughts of Kyojuro spent her. That was a rare thing unto itself. Normally it was just a quick, easy relief, last night felt a little different though.
She felt eyes on her and glanced to see Sanemi watching her, his brows knitted like he was trying to figure something out. He glared and turned away when he noticed she was watching, she just shook her head. Rune couldn’t stand the wind hashira. More often than not she just wanted to beat him with a bo staff until he shut up.
Eventually they made their way back home. Rune was happy to nearly be done with it. It came to a stop in the courtyard where she closed her eyes and steadied herself, her rage spreading like a balm over her. She made the mistake of opening her eyes. Sanemi and Tengen stood next to her still, stretching their muscled bodies and making small talk about something.
Rune hadn’t meant to stare, she honestly didn’t realize she was doing it until Tengen winked at her. That wink brought her focus back and she was glad that Sanemi didn’t see her. Oh but Tengen did and he wasn’t gonna let her live it down by that look. Instead it was what was happening behind Sanemi that caught her attention.
Kyojuro and Obanai were practicing together. The bright fire of his flame breathing made her breath hitch. She wondered why everything he did was sexy. In the corner of her sight she saw Sanemi turn behind him, noticing the fight too.
“Thank you for the run Tengen.” Rune said, “But I have somewhere else to be.” She glanced with disgust at Sanemi before heading towards Kyojuro.
Standing along the low fence she watched the two of them fight. They were both amazing fighters, all hashira were and to watch them fight one another was an art form. A body appeared next to her and she turned just enough to see Sanemi.
“Really?” She said under her breath.
“What?” He growled back.
She glared at him, “You could stand anywhere else other than next to me.” He chuckled, “What?” She snapped, her rage building.
Sanemi turned towards her, leaning in, “Kind of makes me wanna stand closer.”
Rune went to lunge at him before arms caught her, her fists swinging towards Sanemi as he skipped back. A strong arm wrapped around her and glancing back she saw Kyojuro holding onto her.
“Easy my flame,” He soothed her and she settled herself in his arms, “That’s my girl.” He whispered against her ear.
“Maybe keep your little beast in a cage, Kyojuro.” Sanemi joked.
Kyojuro’s eyes looked to Sanemi, the fire in them spiking, “Maybe don’t tease what isn’t yours.”
Everyone was quiet. Rune hadn’t noticed that almost everyone had come over, Tengen was standing there smiling. His best friend was making a loud and flashy statement, something he could truly understand.
Sanemi glared at Kyojuro but those pale eyes moved to Rune. She didn’t like that some part of her, some dangerous part that lived in her rage, called to the wind storm within him.
The arm around her tightened and she focused back to Kyojuro. She knew though that her rage called louder for the flame hashira. How not when he was the only one who could stoke it? They turned and left before Sanemi said or did anything.
He led her back to her room. They were both quiet yet his hand never left her waist. His possessiveness brought all that desire back to life and by the time they got to her room, Rune could feel her desire moistening her thighs.
Without asking Kyojuro opened the door to her room and let himself in with her, not that she minded. She was certain she would have invited him in at that moment anyways. The moment he closed the door his lips were on hers as he pulled her against him, groaning into the kiss. Rune’s body felt hot, flushed with desire as her tongue danced with his. The kiss hungered for more, fire dancing between them.
Somehow they ended up on her pad, Kyojuro stretched out over her and demanding with his presence. He settled between her legs as they wrapped around him, hitched high along his back wanting to feel him as close to her as she could. Her hands grabbed his hair as he tangled one of his own hands in hers. His other hand roamed down her body, skimming along her breast before settling on her hip.
His kisses moved from her lips to her chin, down her neck where he nibbled and sucked, leaving his own mark on her. She moaned against him, her body writhing against his, her hands grabbing at him for more.
It was Kyojuro that broke the kiss and Rune couldn’t help the whimper that escaped, he smiled at her. “What do you do to me?” He chuckled, kissing her gently on the lips, “I always think I can control myself around you.”
“How’s that working out?” Rune teased.
He kissed her again, “Not well.” He laughed, “That's why I was sparring with Obanai.”
“Oh?” She twirled some of his hair.
He closed his eyes and hummed, “I was a bit pent up, he offered the help.” Those bright fire eyes opened, looking into hers, “Rune,” A husky tone took over his voice, “I need you.” Rune stared back at him, almost unclear at what he meant until his hips shifted and she felt the bulge that pressed against her. “You may say no.” He hissed.
Rune moved her body against his, watching his face pain with desire. She cupped his face, his eyes opening to look at her, “How could I say no?” She smiled and kissed him.
It was all the convincing he needed before his hands were on her, helping to remove all her clothes. His finger tips blazed a trail over her body as he exposed her skin, his lips kissing every place he saw. Moments later she found herself completely naked as he knelt between her legs fully clothed and taking her in. Fingers traced over her scars, his own legs pushing her thighs further apart.
Rune watched as he took her in, his eyes focusing between her thighs and she could almost swear she saw his tongue lick his lips. His eyes found hers watching him, a soft blush tinted his cheeks before he smiled mischievously. She quirked an eyebrow at him before finding out second later on what he was planning. He stretched out on his stomach, the width of him kept her legs apart. Soft lips pressed against her right thigh then her left, both sending shivers through her body before his tongue licked up her slickened heat.
She gasped, her body arching before his arm pressed her back down. His tongue swiped again, slow and delicate. Each time making her moan. She tried to push her hips at him, she wanted more but the flame hashira knew patience. Slowly he licked her heat then gently plunged into her desire. His tongue fucking her before flicking up on her sensitive bud.
“Please,” She begged, she wanted him so bad.
Slowly he stood up. Shedding his clothes, Rune couldn’t help but watch with thickening desire as he became naked in front of her. His fire eyes watching her the whole time. His chest didn’t have as many scars as she thought, then again she knew how he fought. His pants were already hooded, he untied the top and slowly slid them down. His impressive manhood bobbed free and Rune barely held back the moan in her throat, her thighs clenching together to try and stop the pulsing between them.
Kyojuro wrapped his hand around his manhood, stroking it as they watched each other. He lowered himself back down to the pad, covering her body once more. The tip of his manhood nudged against her wet heat. Propped on one arm he guided his manhood with the other, he kissed Rune as he started to push inside her heat. Bringing his hand to her hip as his manhood pushed deeper into her. Her heat stretched to fit him as he slowly thrust in.
He pulled back a little before thrusting further in until his balls pressed against her. She moaned at feeling so full. He pressed his forward against hers as he held himself, her body accommodating him.
“So beautiful, my flame.” He praised before kissing her again and starting to thrust once more. He started slow, inching his way out of her only to slam back in a moment later. Her moans and whimpers made him fuck her faster. Their sweet love-making morphing into an urgency that drove both of them higher.
Kyojuro held her face, making her watch him as they both took their pleasure. Harder and harder, “Kyojuro.” She moaned, her legs hitching high on his waist, locking behind him, “I’m gonna…” She started, her eyes closing.
“Eyes open.” He commanded and she obeyed. Those beautiful fire eyes watched as he ruined her. The waves of ecstasy building higher and higher, she felt him swell, “Now, love.” The orgasm broke, white hot desire melted through her. Kyojuro pressed deep into her, she could feel his own orgasm as he covered her inner walls. He held her close, a soft moan coming from him before she felt his lips against her temple.
He slid off her, moving to his side and pulling her close to him. His hand rubbed his back, the other one stroking her cheek, small praises falling from his lips. Rune couldn’t quite make them out but her heart did as it pattered against her chest. Happy and peaceful.
The next morning Kyojuro was sent on a mission. A train and a demon. To her utter disbelief, the man she had fallen in love with was killed. An upper demon, number three nonetheless, took the only good thing in her rageful life.