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WARNING!!! EXPLICIT YAOI CONTENT!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

I stood atop the hill, the rain hammered down all around me, soaking my heavy coat, adding to the weight. It often rained round here, miserable country. I lifted the katana I held and laid it across my shoulders before heading down into the streets below. The street thronged, people running back and forth in their pitiful lives, but I had a specific destination in mind and few troubled an armed stranger. Soon enough a reached my target, a small tavern, the door worn and the sign long since gone. I pushed my way inside the gloomy doorway, a single fire lighting the room, five figures stood around the fire, their flickering shadows casting terrible nightmares onto the walls. I had little interest in them, I stood silhouetted in the doorway, panning around, searching. I almost missed him, crouching in the far corner a sword lay beside him and he was tracing something in the dirt on the floor.

I strode over to him, all eyes following me, until I stopped before the stooped figure, at which point the room feel deathly silent, as though the world held its breath. Slowly the figure looked up, piercingly blue eyes glinting through the darkness, set in thin, angular features.

He spoke with a high, aloof voice, the voice that thinks it is better than everyone and everything, "You have a problem?"

I frowned, his tone annoyed me, "No, I have a bounty."

The figure's eyes narrowed and he stood, grasping his sword. In a flash his blade was dawn and flying at my neck. Barely in time and dodged, colliding with the wall. I pushed off hard, flinging myself away from another heavy blow. His sword bit hard into the wooden wall, giving me time to draw my katana. Steel flashed and rang in the darkness. I felt a boot slam into my chest and flew back over the bar. I caught sight of my quarry dashing through the door as I stood.

Sprinting after him I passed two corpses, collateral. He led me through the town, out into the storm-torn wilderness. Lightning flashed and thunder cracked, lighting the scene in strange ways. I rounded a rock and instinctively ducked, narrowly avoiding decapitation. I spun and cut at me opponent but he had already moved. My blade hit the rock and my elbow jarred. The sword fell softly to the ground. I dove to the side, rolling to my feet. Swinging up my arms I caught the next blow on my bracers. Rolling with the blow I swung around the blade. Slamming my elbow into my assailant's head. He fell, dropping his sword. I fell upon him, pinning his arms and kneeling on his back.

I held the blade of a small knife to his neck, I should finish it, but there is still such a thing as honour. I would not stab him in the back. Tying his hands behind his back with the sageo from my katana I pulled him to his feet. When he faced me I was struck by those intense eyes, so clear and sharp, staring at me from such gaunt features... I shook myself, this was a bounty, not a date. I aimed the knife and prepared to finish the deed. But I was struck by his attitude, not fear, not anger, not even sadness... He was indifferent, almost wistful.

"Why are you not afraid?" I scowled hard at him as I asked, trying to seem more aggressive than I felt.

He looked at me, those piercing eyes puzzled, or more curious, "Why should I be? Death will claim us all bounty hunter, and I'm sure yours will be far worse than mine."

I stopped, my conviction faltering, I could not stop staring into those eyes. I felt my determination waver and he smiled at me strangely, invitingly. I threw the knife down, unable to continue and stared at this man, this target, that for some reason I could not bring myself to kill.

"Who are you?"

He looked at me again, still with that strange smile, "Someone you have no desire to kill."

I was reluctant to admit it, but felt no reason to lie, "This is true, I do not wish to kill you."

His smile changed subtly, "But you have other desires, yes?"

I frowned at him, uncomprehendingly at first but as realisation dawned my eyes grew wide and my jaw hung open, "You... Insinuating... Why?!"

He laughed, a short, almost musical laugh that echoed inside my skull, "I can see it in your eyes, every time you look into mine." he winked broadly "Don't be afraid, I shan't hurt you."

I glanced at him sideways, attempting to block those eyes from my mind, "And if... If I do?"

"Well," he tossed his hair back and spread his legs slightly, "I'm not going anywhere."

I frowned at him again, but consoled myself, he was still tied, he couldnt harm me too much. Slowly I walked towards him, watching his eyes, I could feel them searching me, delving into my soul. When I reached him I stretched out a hand, tracing his jawline. He was shorter than I was and I needed to lean forwards... But as our lips met all thought fled from my mind, they were soft, softer than I would have imagined, and his tongue, so delicately parting my lips and delving within my mouth. Never had I felt such strength and passion from a partner. Lost in passion I threw my arms around him, tracing his defined muscles and corded arms. He leant into my embrace and kissed me harder, I felt a hardness pressing my leg and noticed my own against his. My eyes widened as he moved down my neck and a gasped as he began removing my coat, gripping it hard between his teeth.

Loosing what little sense I still had I untied his hands and began removing his own clothing. Soon enough we both stood before the other, disrobed. His muscular torso a stark comparison to my own lithe figure, tentatively I reached out a hand, loosely tracing the muscles in his chest. Without warning he grabbed me and pulled me into another kiss, if anything, more passionate than the last, our rigid manhoods pressed together as tight as our lips, his powerful muscles pinning my arms. As we kissed I felt his arms travel lower, moving down my back... My eyes widened when the stopped, firmly gripping my buttocks. I gasped and broke the kiss, pushing myself away but he held me tight, smiling that strange smile. I struggled but his arms were so strong, so powerful I soon gave up, surrendering to his dominating will. He turned me in his arms, kissing my neck and shoulder, his hands heavy on my hips, I felt movement and pressure on my backside and something long and hard forced itself inside my anus. I cried out in pain and shock as he penetrated me, his manhood thick and warm within me, but soon the pain faded and I was left with strange, powerful pleasure. It was not long before I began moving with him, rocking my hips onto his member, our coupling sweetened by his tender kisses.

We remained as such for longer than I could count, all surrounding my gone, only our union existed, the rain beating down on our naked bodies, the heat and passion we shared. But soon his breathing became labored, his strokes shallow, my own quickly followed suit, our bodies slamming together faster and faster until we climaxed simultaneously, I felt his semen fill me as my own spurted from the tip of my manhood. I clung to him as we rode out such intense pleasure and slowly he drew himself out of me and I felt his seed run slowly out of my ass. But this was not a shocking as when he knelt before me, taking my half-hard member in his hands, sliding them up and down it's length before lightly lapping at the tip. I gasped, my body still sensitive from my orgasm, and almost shrieked as he swallowed the head, taking my entire length into his mouth, his tongue running up and down my shaft. He began moving his head back and forth along my length, tasting and swallowing my remaining seed, moving faster he raised a hand, cupping my balls and gently fondling them.

His mouth was warm and wet, his tongue dextrous and soft, it wasn't long before I was raging hard once more but nearing completion under his skilled ministrations, as I reached my end and my grunts of pleasure alerted him my partner pulled back, taking just the head within his mouth and bobbing upon it, working his tongue around before I shuddered and shot another hot load down his throat, his throat worked as he swallowed it all, sucking me dry before he stood and kissed me, returning some of my seed. Our kiss was long and tender, our hands caressing each other's bodies, running through the others hair. We fell to sleep within the arms of the other, there, in the warm rain, satisfied and content.

Description
WARNING!!! EXPLICIT YAOI CONTENT!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

I stood atop the hill, the rain hammered down all around me, soaking my heavy coat, adding to the weight. It often rained round here, miserable country. I lifted the katana I held and laid it across my shoulders before heading down into the streets below. The street thronged, people running back and forth in their pitiful lives, but I had a specific destination in mind and few troubled an armed stranger. Soon enough a reached my target, a small tavern, the door worn and the sign long since gone. I pushed my way inside the gloomy doorway, a single fire lighting the room, five figures stood around the fire, their flickering shadows casting terrible nightmares onto the walls. I had little interest in them, I stood silhouetted in the doorway, panning around, searching. I almost missed him, crouching in the far corner a sword lay beside him and he was tracing something in the dirt on the floor.

I strode over to him, all eyes following me, until I stopped before the stooped figure, at which point the room feel deathly silent, as though the world held its breath. Slowly the figure looked up, piercingly blue eyes glinting through the darkness, set in thin, angular features.

He spoke with a high, aloof voice, the voice that thinks it is better than everyone and everything, "You have a problem?"

I frowned, his tone annoyed me, "No, I have a bounty."

The figure's eyes narrowed and he stood, grasping his sword. In a flash his blade was dawn and flying at my neck. Barely in time and dodged, colliding with the wall. I pushed off hard, flinging myself away from another heavy blow. His sword bit hard into the wooden wall, giving me time to draw my katana. Steel flashed and rang in the darkness. I felt a boot slam into my chest and flew back over the bar. I caught sight of my quarry dashing through the door as I stood.

Sprinting after him I passed two corpses, collateral. He led me through the town, out into the storm-torn wilderness. Lightning flashed and thunder cracked, lighting the scene in strange ways. I rounded a rock and instinctively ducked, narrowly avoiding decapitation. I spun and cut at me opponent but he had already moved. My blade hit the rock and my elbow jarred. The sword fell softly to the ground. I dove to the side, rolling to my feet. Swinging up my arms I caught the next blow on my bracers. Rolling with the blow I swung around the blade. Slamming my elbow into my assailant's head. He fell, dropping his sword. I fell upon him, pinning his arms and kneeling on his back.

I held the blade of a small knife to his neck, I should finish it, but there is still such a thing as honour. I would not stab him in the back. Tying his hands behind his back with the sageo from my katana I pulled him to his feet. When he faced me I was struck by those intense eyes, so clear and sharp, staring at me from such gaunt features... I shook myself, this was a bounty, not a date. I aimed the knife and prepared to finish the deed. But I was struck by his attitude, not fear, not anger, not even sadness... He was indifferent, almost wistful.

"Why are you not afraid?" I scowled hard at him as I asked, trying to seem more aggressive than I felt.

He looked at me, those piercing eyes puzzled, or more curious, "Why should I be? Death will claim us all bounty hunter, and I'm sure yours will be far worse than mine."

I stopped, my conviction faltering, I could not stop staring into those eyes. I felt my determination waver and he smiled at me strangely, invitingly. I threw the knife down, unable to continue and stared at this man, this target, that for some reason I could not bring myself to kill.

"Who are you?"

He looked at me again, still with that strange smile, "Someone you have no desire to kill."

I was reluctant to admit it, but felt no reason to lie, "This is true, I do not wish to kill you."

His smile changed subtly, "But you have other desires, yes?"

I frowned at him, uncomprehendingly at first but as realisation dawned my eyes grew wide and my jaw hung open, "You... Insinuating... Why?!"

He laughed, a short, almost musical laugh that echoed inside my skull, "I can see it in your eyes, every time you look into mine." he winked broadly "Don't be afraid, I shan't hurt you."

I glanced at him sideways, attempting to block those eyes from my mind, "And if... If I do?"

"Well," he tossed his hair back and spread his legs slightly, "I'm not going anywhere."

I frowned at him again, but consoled myself, he was still tied, he couldnt harm me too much. Slowly I walked towards him, watching his eyes, I could feel them searching me, delving into my soul. When I reached him I stretched out a hand, tracing his jawline. He was shorter than I was and I needed to lean forwards... But as our lips met all thought fled from my mind, they were soft, softer than I would have imagined, and his tongue, so delicately parting my lips and delving within my mouth. Never had I felt such strength and passion from a partner. Lost in passion I threw my arms around him, tracing his defined muscles and corded arms. He leant into my embrace and kissed me harder, I felt a hardness pressing my leg and noticed my own against his. My eyes widened as he moved down my neck and a gasped as he began removing my coat, gripping it hard between his teeth.

Loosing what little sense I still had I untied his hands and began removing his own clothing. Soon enough we both stood before the other, disrobed. His muscular torso a stark comparison to my own lithe figure, tentatively I reached out a hand, loosely tracing the muscles in his chest. Without warning he grabbed me and pulled me into another kiss, if anything, more passionate than the last, our rigid manhoods pressed together as tight as our lips, his powerful muscles pinning my arms. As we kissed I felt his arms travel lower, moving down my back... My eyes widened when the stopped, firmly gripping my buttocks. I gasped and broke the kiss, pushing myself away but he held me tight, smiling that strange smile. I struggled but his arms were so strong, so powerful I soon gave up, surrendering to his dominating will. He turned me in his arms, kissing my neck and shoulder, his hands heavy on my hips, I felt movement and pressure on my backside and something long and hard forced itself inside my anus. I cried out in pain and shock as he penetrated me, his manhood thick and warm within me, but soon the pain faded and I was left with strange, powerful pleasure. It was not long before I began moving with him, rocking my hips onto his member, our coupling sweetened by his tender kisses.

We remained as such for longer than I could count, all surrounding my gone, only our union existed, the rain beating down on our naked bodies, the heat and passion we shared. But soon his breathing became labored, his strokes shallow, my own quickly followed suit, our bodies slamming together faster and faster until we climaxed simultaneously, I felt his semen fill me as my own spurted from the tip of my manhood. I clung to him as we rode out such intense pleasure and slowly he drew himself out of me and I felt his seed run slowly out of my ass. But this was not a shocking as when he knelt before me, taking my half-hard member in his hands, sliding them up and down it's length before lightly lapping at the tip. I gasped, my body still sensitive from my orgasm, and almost shrieked as he swallowed the head, taking my entire length into his mouth, his tongue running up and down my shaft. He began moving his head back and forth along my length, tasting and swallowing my remaining seed, moving faster he raised a hand, cupping my balls and gently fondling them.

His mouth was warm and wet, his tongue dextrous and soft, it wasn't long before I was raging hard once more but nearing completion under his skilled ministrations, as I reached my end and my grunts of pleasure alerted him my partner pulled back, taking just the head within his mouth and bobbing upon it, working his tongue around before I shuddered and shot another hot load down his throat, his throat worked as he swallowed it all, sucking me dry before he stood and kissed me, returning some of my seed. Our kiss was long and tender, our hands caressing each other's bodies, running through the others hair. We fell to sleep within the arms of the other, there, in the warm rain, satisfied and content.