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The Best Laid Plans	By : Toxicstar Category: +S through Z > Samurai Warriors Views: 2935 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Hey,
folks. ^^

Just to let you know, this chapter has a lemon. In fact, that�s pretty much all it has. >_>;;
I�m sure most of you won�t mind, though. If you DO� well, best just skip this
chapter entirely. (Weirdos�)

Just got Empires the other day� wasn�t the biwa event with Sakon and Mitsu cute? Scarily similar to the bit I wrote about the shamisen! Creepy. O_O;

�Eh, I�ll shut up now.

�I have to say
you�re right,� Mitsunari sighed, tidying the stack of
papers and pushing some aside. Night had fallen, and he and Sakon
had long-since returned to the study to finish the work. �I�ll have to find
someone else to deal with these� some of them are
just� so trivial, and I have more important matters to concern myself with.�

He glanced up at Sakon, who had his chin propped up
in one hand and was just smiling lazily at him. Mitsunari
rolled his eyes and focused again on the papers.

�Told you so�� Sakon drawled. He reached over and stopped Mitsunari�s hand from picking up a scroll. �Don�t do
anymore tonight. We�ve been at them all day. They can wait.�

Mitsunari
seemed to think about this. ��Again, you�re probably right,� he acquiesced,
smiling slightly. �I suppose it�s off to bed then.�

Sakon
moved over to the smaller man, lifting a hand to stroke his cheek. �We could
do�� he leaned closer, kissing gently where his fingers had just been.

Mitsunari
stiffened slightly, trying to keep his breathing steady. He had to suppress a
shiver at the feeling of Sakon�s hot breath spilling
over his ear. Momentarily distracted, he was caught off-guard by Sakon�s next throaty comment.

�Does that mean
I get to� ravish you now�?�

�What!?� Mitsunari spluttered, sidling away from Sakon.
�N-No� no, I have to be up early again tomorrow,� he yanked his hand away as Sakon made a grab for it.

�Mitsunari,� Sakon all but purred
cajolingly, �You�re always up early. Don�t make excuses.� He pulled the slighter
man against him, stroking a hand down his back.

�I�m not,� Mitsunari replied feebly, struggling against the older man,
who was just grinning infuriatingly.

Sakon
pinned Mitsunari against the floor, leering down at
him. �You can�t put it off forever��

�It�s only been
a day since we kissed!� Mitsunari protested,
squirming fruitlessly under his heavier companion. �Your mind, Sakon, is between your legs!�

Sakon threw
his head back and laughed. �At this moment in time, I agree� and I do love that
fiery streak of yours�� he tilted Mitsunari�s face up
and crushed their lips together with enough force to bruise.

The smaller man
almost returned it in earnest before he remembered he was protesting. He would
die before letting Sakon think he was an easy catch,
like no doubt all his previous conquests.

He rolled both
of them over before Sakon could realise, and shot to
his feet, staggering for the door.

Sakon
shot a hand out and grabbed his slender wrist. �If you walk out that door,
you�re officially declaring war,� the samurai said breathlessly.

�What are you
talking about?� Mitsunari frowned, one hand already
on the doorframe.

Sakon
smirked. �Well, you�d be allowing me to chase you. I love a chase�� he looked
upwards dreamily, smiling. �I really do.�

Mitsunari just tutted, shaking Sakon�s hand off.
�Stop this nonsense. Go to your room and sleep,� he ordered in his best
commander voice.

The smile on Sakon�s face never wavered, his eyes boring into Mitsunari.

Slightly
unnerved, Mitsunari left the room. He was three steps
away from the door when Sakon called out.

�I�ll give you
a five second head-start!�

Mitsunari stared
at the door, puzzled. Surely the man was not serious�? He watched the door
slowly slide open, and Sakon walked out, folding his
arms over his chest.

�Oh, you�re still here? Well, too bad for you. Here I come�� and he made for Mitsunari at an alarming speed.

Mitsunari
turned on his heel and bolted, needing no further warning. Yes, Sakon was
serious. It was just his luck to take interest in someone so obviously insane. And libidinous. At least he had the advantage of speed�
though Sakon was unfortunately faster than expected.

�I didn�t think
you meant a literal chase!� Mitsunari cried, darting around
a corner. Sakon didn�t reply.

Mitsunari
stopped and looked behind him. Perhaps he�d lost him�? He jumped when he heard
footsteps, and hastily threw open a door and leapt in- only to find himself in
a storage room.

Standing in
complete darkness in a cramped-up closet, hiding from a lustful samurai; Mitsunari doubted he had ever felt so stupid.

He held his
breath as he heard Sakon approach. He slowed down as
he neared, but thankfully didn�t stop and walked right on by.

Exhaling in
relief, Mitsunari cautiously slid open the door and
walked out.

�Evening,� Sakon smirked, leaning against the wall by the door.

Mitsunari
took off again, with Sakon in hot pursuit. This was
really testing his nerves, and he decided he would throttle the older man for
it later.

He ran into one
of the sparring rooms, which was thankfully unoccupied- the thought of any of
his soldiers witnessing this was too mortifying to entertain.

Mitsunari
gasped as Sakon�s hand brushed his arm, and hid himself behind one of the large pillars in the hall. �Stop
this right now!� he scolded, edging away as Sakon
peered around.

�Aren�t you
having fun?� Sakon said with a smirk, but there were
husky undertones in his voice that suggested he still planned on following
through.

Mitsunari
couldn�t quite help but feel a slight surge of lust in response.� No one had gone to such lengths to get him
into bed before, and he couldn�t deny that it was arousing to have such a
powerful man literally hunt him down.

�No,� he lied,
trying to sound petulant. He tried to predict whether Sakon
would creep around from the left or right.

�You�re lying,�
came the reply, accompanied by a chuckle.

Mitsunari
swallowed, slowly sidestepping around the wide girth of the pillar. His pulse
was deafening him again, a suggestive heat spreading around the pit of his
stomach.

Sakon�s
head emerged from the right, smiling almost innocently at him. �We can�t keep
this up forever, you know��

Mitsunari
quickly retreated around the other side. �I know�� he said quietly.
There was a
long pause, and he could hear nothing but his own heartbeat and quickened
breathing.

��I want you so
badly right now�� Sakon said in a low voice that was
dripping with desire.

Mitsunari bit
into his lower lip. I want you too,
he thought in slight shame. He moved around the pillar again, this time running
out and straight for the door. He didn�t know why he was keeping this up,
considering the result would still be the same.

He blindly
dashed into the first room he came to, and realised in trepidation that it was
none other than Sakon�s room. �Of all places�� he
muttered under his breath. He heard the door slam shut behind him in finality,
and slowly turned around. Sakon�s eyes were
positively wild, and he found himself shielding his face with his arms. �Sakon, please�!�

He exhaled
sharply as he was pressed firmly to the wall with the entirety of Sakon�s body. Now he could easily feel just how �badly� Sakon wanted him.

�That was very
interesting,� Sakon breathed, staring straight into Mitsunari�s eyes. �I�ve worked up an incredible appetite.�

Mitsunari
swallowed again. �I see.�

�So, then,� Sakon ran his fingers down Mitsunari�s
throat, which arched to let him. �Are you going to put up a further struggle?�

�No,� Mitsunari said weakly, his eyelids falling half-shut. ��I
suppose you earned it.�

Sakon
just smiled, gently pulling his lord down to the floor with him and sitting him
backwards upon his lap.

Mitsunari
looked back over his shoulder at Sakon. �What are
you�?�

�Sshh�� Sakon replied, untying the
fastenings of Mitsunari�s clothes and removing them
with expert hands.

Mitsunari
blushed, soon finding himself naked on Sakon�s lap. �Sakon--�

�It�s alright, Mitsunari� relax.�

�You�re always
telling me to relax�� the younger man murmured, willing himself to do so even
as Sakon�s large palm ran down his abdomen in a way
that left a trail of fire in its wake. He uttered a soft groan.

�You are just
so cute�� Sakon said thickly in his ear, suckling at Mitsunari�s neck.

The younger man subconsciously tilted his head back
against Sakon�s shoulder, his body responding to the
touches on its own. He shuddered slightly when Sakon
traced a finger down the crease between his hip and thigh, before suddenly
taking hold of his hardened length and palming it slowly.

Mitsunari bit harshly
into his lower lip, unable to prevent his hips from jerking into the other
man�s hand. He rarely touched himself, so it had been a while. He doubted he
would last, and told Sakon so.

�That�s alright. Don�t worry, dear,� the samurai
smirked, running his other hand across Mitsunari�s
chest to pinch at a nipple. �I had no intention of letting you go after just
one round, anyway.�

The Western Army commander gulped. �O-oh�� He began
chewing his lip again when Sakon�s hand increased its
pace, and as predicted, it wasn�t long before he released into his lover�s fist
with an almost surprised cry.

Still smirking like a cat that got the canary, Sakon moved out from under Mitsunari,
and pushed him down onto his back. He wasted no time in easing the panting
man�s legs apart and getting comfortable between them.

Mitsunari looked down
and hastily tried to clamp his thighs shut, but his attempt was thwarted by Sakon�s strong hands. �Wait..!� he pleaded, slightly intimidated
by the burning in Sakon�s eyes.

The older man lifted a cultured eyebrow. �What�s the
matter? Don�t panic, Mitsunari, I won�t hurt you.�

�It�s not that,� the other man murmured, embarrassed.
��It�s just� you�re still fully dressed, and� I want to see you.� Mitsunari hastily averted his eyes.

Sakon looked down at Mitsunari with something unreadable in his gaze. ��I say it
again- you are just so cute, Mitsu.�

Even more embarrassed by the affectionate adaptation
of his name, Mitsunari continued to stare resolutely
at the wall, not noticing when Sakon began to
undress.

The bigger man couldn�t keep the smile from his face
as he pushed his discarded clothing aside. Mitsunari�s
bed manner was exactly as he�d imagined it to be.

When Mitsunari braved a look
at his partner, the colour drained from his already pale face. He stared
pointedly between Sakon�s legs.

�Hmm?� Sakon
intoned, �Something wrong?�

Mitsunari propped
himself up on his elbows, timidly meeting Sakon�s
gaze. ��That isn�t going to fit.�

�Of course it will, if I do this right�� Sakon cocked a smile that was both lecherous and reassuring.

Mitsunari didn�t look
convinced. �You�re going to impale me, with� with that!�

Sakon�s smile became
an all-out grin. �So cu--�

�Don�t say it!� Mitsunari
warned, frowning slightly. He allowed the older man to gently push him back
down. ��Just� please be careful�� his tone returned to being meek.

Sakon�s smile was
sincere this time. �I wouldn�t have it any other way,� he said simply, and
leaned down to kiss Mitsunari�s slightly trembling
stomach. He continued stroking and kissing his lover�s smooth flesh until he
could feel his reawakened arousal pressing into his neck, then he lowered his
head to mouth that instead.

Mitsunari�s gasps were
endearing as well as arousing, and Sakon struggled to
keep his own desire in check. He snaked his other hand up, still wet with Mitsunari�s essence, and slowly pressed one finger into the
other man. He prepared himself for a tense-up or outburst, but Mitsunari seemed too far gone- as it was, he simply moaned,
arching his back just a little.

Happy that his somewhat delicate partner wasn�t in any
great discomfort, Sakon persevered, gradually adding
more fingers and pushing them deeper. He was mildly shocked when Mitsunari thrust down on the fingers, glaring at him.

�It�s not enough,� the willowy man said, his voice
thick with need. �Please, just��

Swallowing, Sakon nodded and
sat up straight. �I knew you could handle it,� he winked down at Mitsunari.� He took
hold of his lord�s hips and slowly, carefully pushed himself inside.

Mitsunari initially
stiffened, but didn�t offer any protest.

Sakon�s brow furrowed.
�Mitsu, you�re not breathing.�

�Nn,� came
the response, and Mitsunari hesitantly let a breath
out, his forehead glistening with sweat. �I am� it�s
fine��

�Are you alright?�

Mitsunari nodded,
offering a small smile. �Please� don�t worry about me.�

�Of course I will- I�m not going any further �til
you�re ready.�

�I am
ready,� Mitsunari assured him, shifting around.

��Alright,� Sakon decided,
and continued burying himself in his master and lover. It was blissfully tight,
almost painfully so, and he nearly lost the will to think. He took a moment to
steady his breathing, then began to move inside his
impatient lover with sharp thrusts.

Mitsunari cried out
softly, his hands shooting up to clutch Sakon�s
shoulders for dear life as he was rocked into the floor. For someone who was so
concerned for his well-being earlier, Sakon was
certainly holding nothing back now. He found it magnificent.

Sakon�s face was a
mask of concentration, and instead of wasting energy on speech, he let his eyes
do the talking. They were glittering brightly, and Mitsunari could see his own face reflected in the dark
brown pools. He was about to plead Sakon for more
when the older man changed his angle and Mitsunari
was forced to yell.

Pleasure shot up his spine repeatedly as his partner
thrust mercilessly into his prostate. �Sa�kon!!� he
blurted.

The other man just smiled broadly, his breathing
heavy. He decided that Mitsunari writhing around in
pleasure with that look on his face was the most beautiful thing he would ever
see. Feeling he had to get deeper, Sakon lifted Mitsunari�s legs onto his shoulders and pressed closer to
the smaller man�s slick body.

Mitsunari let out a loud
cry with every thrust into him, struggling to breathe properly. �Ahh, Sakon�! Too deep�� he took a
long, shuddering breath, �I can feel it in� my stomach�� he moaned.

Sakon smirked at the exaggeration, and didn�t
relent in the slightest. �Doesn�t� sound like a complaint��

Mitsunari panted. �It�s
not�� He was certain he couldn�t feel anymore overwhelmed, until Sakon spared a hand to rapidly stroke his heated length in
time with his plunging hips. It was enough to push him over the edge- he let
out a strangled groan, and his body spasmed as wave
over wave washed over him. �Sakon!�

The older man gasped loudly as Mitsunari�s
inner muscles clamped down around his member, and with one last, penetrating
thrust, he let himself release into his lover�s body with a heartfelt sigh.

The pair slumped against each other in the afterglow,
desperately trying to gather enough air into their lungs. They were both
boiling with sweat, but they were too satisfied to mind.

Eventually, Sakon broke the
silence. �How do you feel, my dear?� He turned his face to the side, smiling
contentedly at his companion. He had one arm wrapped protectively around Mitsunari�s shoulders, the other serving as a pillow for
his own head.

The smaller male smirked, his hazel eyes peering up at
Sakon from under long lashes. The term of endearment
left him feeling oddly pleased, especially in combination with the post-coital
warmth. ��Better than I will feel tomorrow.�

Sakon scoffed. �I should have expected
something like that from you��

Mitsunari cracked a rare
grin and sat up, leaning over Sakon to press a deep
and searching kiss to his mouth. He ran his tongue over Sakon�s
parted lips lingeringly before drawing back. �You don�t know me as well as you
think,� he said coolly. He yelped when Sakon grabbed
him and rolled on top.

�Then perhaps you should allow me to get more
familiar,� the older man suggested, dipping his tongue into the salty base of Mitsunari�s throat.

�Surely you�re not serious�� Mitsunari
asked warily. ��You want to do it again?�

�Why not?� Sakon smirked, working his way down and licking a path
around his lover�s navel before probing it with his tongue.

�Because I don�t want to be walking strangely
tomorrow!� Mitsunari groused, �And I
can�t be bothered��

�That�s funny�� Sakon looked
up wryly, �seems like one part of
you can��
and he ran his thumb over the head of
Mitsunari�s erection for emphasis.

The auburn-haired man hissed. �Only because you insist
on drooling all over me��

�You have such a way with words, Mitsu,�
Sakon chuckled, before opening his mouth and abruptly
swallowing up the sturdy flesh in his hand.

Mitsunari whimpered at
the stimulation to his over-sensitised length. His hand crept down to grip Sakon�s damp hair, muttering incoherent things under his
breath.

Sakon slid two fingers into Mitsunari�s still-slick opening, making him grunt. He
wasted no time in pressing as deep as he could, and upwards- and as a result Mitsunari�s grunt immediately became a moan. All the while
he sucked leisurely at the hard heat in his mouth.

�Gods, stop,� Mitsunari
moaned through clenched teeth, �I can�t take any more��

Sakon ignored him and patiently kept up
his ministrations until the other man climaxed for a third time that night. It
was then that he finally decided to let him be.

Mitsunari glared up at
his dominant partner venomously- though it didn�t have much effect, what with
him lying naked with spread legs and a heaving chest.

�You look so beautiful right now�� Sakon
smiled lazily, smoothing back his hair.

Mitsunari didn�t have
the strength to respond, letting his head roll to the side in exhaustion. He
didn�t cause a fuss when Sakon lifted him and brought
him over to the bed. �I shouldn�t sleep here,� he said wearily, even as he
spooned in against Sakon. �Someone might be looking
for me� come morning��

Sakon regarded his yawning partner as
he pulled the covers over them both. �Just go to sleep, Mitsunari��
he said softly, kissing the other man�s brow.

Mitsunari just hummed in
reply, closing his eyes.
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