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Web of Lies (Naraku/OC/Kagewaki Hitomi)	By : Crystal_Tsukino Category: InuYasha > General > DarkFic Views: 903 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and it's characters does not belong to me, only the OCs that will appear in the story are mine, yet I have no personal interest of profit with it. It's free entertainment from a fan to fans.

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"Lay down." Bankotsu's index finger pointed the futon nearby.
"What?" Ailyn asked, chuckling.
"Go on, lay there." He insisted.
The lass didn't refuse, although feeling confused, she smiled and got to the mattress, sitting in there she took of the boots and socks to finally let her body comfortably settle over the white soft surface.
"Well?" The woman asked, waving her legs up.
"Take off the rest of your clothes, I want to see you whole." The man bended in front of her, a knee of his touching the ground.
Still instigated, the foreigner lass finished to descend the fancy sleeves, throwing the dark corset aside along with the upper part of her garment. Layers of long, heavy skirt went down by her hands, meanwhile the thin chemise rose to her groins, making two beautiful legs come into view. As Ailyn was unbarring herself, not a shade of shyness featured in her acts. Finally, she took the last piece of cloth off and there was the Red Rose full-blown to his delight. Bankotsu breathed slowly, his eyes hovered upon every unveiled curve ahead of his sight. The hands which has already spilled so much blood without a trace of guilty, covered the woman's knees and induced her legs to spread, so he could behold her most intimate, sensitive spot detailedly.
Filled with expectations, Ailyn stared at him unblinkingly, widening her legs even more. The mercenary looked deep inside her eyes with no laughter, no challenges. Then his globes returned to get stuck into that curious little thing, as if he was trying to understand how it worked.
"Here" Calmly, Ailyn put a finger over her pinkish bud, stroking the wet soft skin till it got tumid. Then, the same finger slid down, approaching her gap and came back to the little bottom, circling it lightly. She gasped briefly, and felt his hands squeezing her thighs. "Do you want to try?"
The man licked his lips, leaned down, enclosing his face to her gap, surprising the lass when he caressed her clit with his tongue. He was certainly a fast learner. Ailyn's head laid on the futon, her fingers squeezed the sheet below. Exactly as she has done with her finger, Bankotsu repeated with his tongue and lips, leaving a trail of saliva where he has licked. His palms ran through her legs, up to her waist as into that kiss he circled her most sensitive spot and sucked it, then his tongue went inside her feverish door and caressed it's internal lips and walls. A pressure formed within her womb, along with an unbearable heat. His rhythm increased, licking hard her clit, up and down, exhaling warm, wet air over the stimulated flesh. The woman's hips wiggled above, her buttocks leaving the bed. Listening her moans sounding higher, the mercenary followed her movements in synchrony, still pressing his tongue against her womanhood deliciously, drinking the fluids coming out. The lass' joints stiffened along the hallucinating beats from her heart, she felt it about to explode, yet soon her entire body began to shake frantically, moving by it's own will. Ailyn's shout reverberated all around, escaping from the windows.
Bathed in her stormy orgasm, Bankotsu took of his opened haori, crawled upon the lass, and fitting between those trembling legs he threw himself inside her depths once more. Wet noises of friction sounded as the mercenary slammed his stem deep inside, insatiable. Her walls, already swollen and oversensitive clenched around him tightly, then loosened the grip and squeezed him again. He grunted, feeling her fingers press the muscles of his arms and climb over his rigid shoulders which were sustaining the weight of his body while Bankotsu's hips moved towards and backwards constantly, binding them both in ecstasy.
She pulled him close, their fronts rubbed into such wild movements. Her fingers slid over that tanned back till they got to his buttocks and squeezed them hard, prompting him inside her core even further. In response, his hands cupped her breasts, thumbs circled the tumid nipples while his mouth found her neck and sucked it hungrily, then bit her skin before meeting her lips in a lubricant kiss.
To savour themselves just in that way didn't seem enough, so their bodies rolled on the sheet and soon Ailyn was sitting upon the mercenary's lap, wiggling frantically, with some aid of his hands holding her nates and stretching their skin, sometimes she felt a burning sensation there, caused by a plenty of excited slaps those manly palms gave them. It was a different kind of pain that she came to enjoy. So, to retrieve the favor, Ailyn scratched his chest and trailed down his belly. The husky sound of his growl inspired her tongue to drag over every bruise caused by her nails.
"You're gonna drive me mad!" Bankotsu suddenly sat, still connected inside of her.
"Good!" The Red Rose smirked, then moaned, feeling a sudden ache on her scalp. He has sank a hand under her curls, making her head raise so he could lick the whole length of her neck.
"Careful with what you wish." The arms that were able to carry a weapon heavier than it's owner didn't find any difficulty on throwing her down, then turning her into her back, with hips tilting up.
She could hear his chuckle while the tip of his member was rubbing against her clit. "You like that, eh?" He asked, holding the base of his manhood while stroking it's apex on her pulsing bottom. It was like an electric discharge has run within her every part. It was hot, so hot.
"Put it in!" Ailyn's hand evolved his glans and pointed it to the dripping hole. She looked behind and saw him there, kneeling on her back and chuckling again while shivering with her touch. Not another word has been shared. He dove inside, thrusting his entire member, letting himself be swallowed by the voracious channel. Every blow was deeper, even fiercer. Yet, she didn't complain, but rejoiced every second of it. Her time came again when the mercenary resumed to massage her rosebud, his hand found it's way back to the pinkish pulsating skin and resolved to stay, since her pleading, pleasurable vocalizations made it clear how ignited she was, and the spasms of her internal muscles engulfed him delightfully. Bankotsu's body leaned over hers into that irresistible, bestial dance till his seed exploded into her core, filling in her insides.
Their ritual of changing positions of dominant and dominated persisted for quite a while. Hours passed by unnoticed, and they simply wouldn't get tired of soak themselves in one another, till their sweat would cover every inch of their shapes and strands of hair. Only then, after reaching their peak time after time, after thoroughly acknowledge each other's body, exhaustion fell upon their joints and the two panting lovers laid down together. Ailyn rested her chin over Naraku's soldier anxious chest.
Her fingers softly contoured the lines of his so well-shaped abdomen, feeling it's texture. Although it was rigid, there was some softness also. His skin was humid and warm, like any ordinary man's would be after such a marathon. His breathing sounded slow and wheezing. Ailyn sighed and laid her face upon his chest, finally hearing his heart beating strongly.
"Something wrong?" Bankotsu asked. His hand caressed her head so affectionately that even the mercenary bewildered his own gesture, but the will of cuddling her was bigger than anything else.
"I am feeling a strange sensation." She confessed, settling over his body, sinking her warm cheek upon his chest, wanting to listen to his heartbeats more detailedly. "It is nothing."
"Spill it." Gazing at the wall on the other side of the room, he said while curling his fingers on her golden locks.
"What happened between us?" Ailyn changed the subject to another that was also troubling her mind.
"What do you mean?" The lad ceased to caress the blond curls and glanced at her.
"Stop answering me with questions, you know very well what I am talking about!" She scolded, lifting her face, blue tormented eyes stuck on his cobalt ones. "What happened here was merely a night stand as any other?" The words were spat at once, directly.
"Wow!" His eyes grew a bit widened first, in the next instant a silly smile lightened his complexion. Bankotsu scratched the corner of his head, then he responded: "Surely it wasn't like any other sex I ever had."
"Did it mean something to you then?" Although deep inside she was throbbing with expectations, Ailyn's features remained the same. His lips went straight and the mercenary made her sit in front of him. Tanned muscular legs stretched around the pale, curling feminine body. Yet her eyes never evaded his, not ever for a second.
"Right, listen up." Bankotsu took a deep breath, cupping her cheeks. "What I have always enjoyed to do, what always gave sense to my life was killing." As he was speaking, her gaze lowered down in disappointment. "But, even if I killed more than a thousand men, and even if I kill more than a thousand yokai, I doubt that anything will make me feel more alive than this night I've spent with you, Eirin." His speech has been as honest as the gleam into his unblinking globes, stuck on her visage.
Bankotsu's statement has shaken her internal pillars in an unspeakable way. She resumed to stare at him, her eyes twinkling while her silent lips parted. Ailyn touched the hands covering her cheeks and suddenly the most sweet smile adorned her face.
He said my name... Moved by the moment, the lass restrained a knot forming inside her throat, as she tried to keep the warmness revolving within a secrecy. Wrong spelled, but he did it anyway! Into her core she has giggled.
"You know how to be a pain in the ass" the lad grimaced. "And you know how to be irresistible when you want."
She subtly embraced him, even if a part of her wanted to scold the mercenary for almost spoiling such a passionate confession with that dull criticism in the end.
"Your sister is no match to you." He ended, unable to notice how those words has hit the most fragile spot of hers. Ailyn thought she wouldn't live to witness someone praising her instead of Annabelle. If until that instant, the Red Rose managed to protect her heart from the stubborn feeling which was growing inside, now her inner shield shattered in pieces at last. While sliding hands over her back, Bankotsu felt something drip on his shoulder. He undid the hug for a bit, just to look at the lass and realize she was wiping one eye. "Are you crying?" The mercenary blinked sometimes.
"Of course not!" She regained haughtiness. "It was only a hitch in the eye."
"Yeah, sure..." His glance narrowed. "It's alright you liking me, but you don't need to cry for it, eh?" Bankotsu teased.
"Oh, you are far too cocky to your own good, hold this ego of yours!" With burning cheeks and hands in fists, Ailyn would start to burst her rage out, and the nagging would never end, so Bankotsu united his mouth with hers abruptly, silencing her with a kiss almost mystical for the effect it has caused. As if by magic, the European lass seemed to forget the reason behind the fight and she surrendered to his addictive flavor. For minutes they went on tasting each other, till their lips parted and their noses touched.
"Do not trust Naraku." This time she said fearlessly. "That devil is only using you, when you reach his goal, he will not think twice before ripping your shards away and send you back to the world of the dead." Her fingertips contoured the purple four-pointed star on his forehead, then she took his long braid and put it over his shoulder, sliding soft touches on it's raven tangled strands.
Bankotsu hummed as staring at her features, that was all. Maybe he believed her words this time, Ailyn hoped. His hands gently stroked her arms.
"Keep yourself aware of everything." She touched his shoulders, then caressed the neck keeping the precious blow of his life. "Sometimes you trust too much on your comrades, be careful. I do not like that Renkotsu, for example..."
"I can take care of myself." The man told, pulling her back to the futon.
"I know, but..." Ailyn would continue to give him advices, once suggesting an escape was out of the question, for Naraku would hunt them down to the edge of the world and beyond.
"Eirin, I feel happy for your concern." Bankotsu smiled, "I really do," and nodded, laying face to face with the lass. "But I live on the present. I was supposed to be dead, yet I had a second chance, for whatever reason it happened I don't really care." He moved a golden curl away from her cheek, putting it behind her ear. "What matters for me is to enjoy this life as much as I can, to do whatever I please." His thumb pressed her lower lip, sliding down to her chin. "I should be buried on the ground, but instead I'm sharing a bed with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Aren't you pleased with the night we had, hm?"
"Far more than pleased". Something in the way his eyes locked with hers, in the way his teeth shone in a smile so galant and naive at the same time hypnotized her. That was all she could say in the end. What a night indeed!
"Sleep with me then?" His boyish manner tamed that wild heart at last. Carefully, Bankotsu turned her body to the side, fitting his chest against her back as his arm contoured her waist. His chin found a perfect spot to rest between her shoulder and her neck. "Yeah, that's great!" A dramatic sigh blew from his mouth and puffed in her ear. He seemed so confident of himself, so refreshed, it would be a sin to tear down his cornerstones, a warrior might need to remain convicted of his strength if he wanted to leave Mount Hakurei as a winner.
Ailyn's eyes slowly closed while caressing the robust arm holding her close. When her eyelids reopened, sunlight was already passing through the holes in the windows' rice paper, and the chant of the birds was echoing from afar. Bankotsu was still asleep.
Soon, the melodic whistles blended with the anguishing buzzes from those hateful spy demon wasps. Between sighs, the Red Rose saw herself obliged to shake the leader of the Shichinintai's shoulder, making him wake in instants.
"You must go now." She advised, looking depressed. "He watches us."
Bankotsu heard the demon bugs as well and couldn't complain, he had a deal to fulfill and even a mercenary like him had some honour in the end. Besides, his comrades would surely be on the other side of the barrier, just waiting for his commands.
Without much to say, both of them just raised up and dressed their garments. As soon as the woman saw him holding the halberd at his back, she went close to him again and touched the armor on his chest.
"Come back alive from that mount, you have the duty of returning alive. Do you hear me?" Stern, Ailyn demanded. Although she sounded authoritarian, the affection overflowing from her eyes didn't allow Bankotsu to get angry. On the contrary, he smiled gratefully.
"I promise." He caressed her cheek and then would turn to the exit's direction, however a hand grabbed his collar and pulled him back. Ailyn kissed him so vehemently that left the man disoriented. The Saimyosho buzzed even louder, it was the moment for their separation. Bankotsu stepped back and her body stumbled ahead, still in need of his heat, but his departure was inevitable and understanding this, the lass of the golden hair untangled the long clear eyelids and held his arm, walking side by side they crossed the corridors and she didn't care if her dress would be stained by corpses' fluids anymore. Ailyn left the big house along Bankotsu, accompanying him over the decayed scenery, passing through the reminiscent grey smoke till they got where the forest begun.
"Here our ways part," he announced, "for now," then emphasized.
"Do not dare to die in there." Bit by bit, she walked away, her hands resting upon her belly.
"I'm a survivor!" with a large smile and a resolved complexion, the mercenary declared. Then he waved one arm and resumed to march towards his mission. "See you soon!" Bankotsu said before disappearing amid the trees.
Ailyn watched him fade into shades of green and felt an immense void revolving within, along a so intense fear that she could never describe.
Please, come back to me!
To be continued...
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So, this chapter was another one that when translating from my fic in Brazilian Portuguese I decided to add some scenes and improved it a bit. Hope you have enjoyed Ailyn and Bankotsu's moment of truth. We're reaching the final part of the Shichinintai's arch, that means that in the next chapter NARAKU WILL BE BACK B*TCHES!!! (Sorry, couldn't hold myself :P)
See ya soon, dear readers!
Kissuuuuus!
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