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It was this that rummaged around in my dreams.. Hope you like it.. I am not so
sure about the title, but it will have to do for now..
Happy reading folks...
Black heart
~*~ Friday ~*~
Naraku sat on the front porch in his
chair. On the table next to him was his laptop and a tall glass, filled with red
wine. He was bored, as usual, late Friday afternoon and he had no inspiration
what so ever to write. He just sat there, eyes half closed, wanting to drift of
to la la land. But a loud sound interrupted his hazy mind and he opened his eyes
to look around for that disturbing noise.
“New neighbours? Shit and I thought I
would get this area all to myself.” He sighed
bitterly and watched the heavily built men carry a lot of furniture into the old
house next to his. He took a deep sip from the wine, looking for those who might
fit in to what he thought was his new neighbours, by the way they furniture
looked like, he was certain they would be old. But then he saw the men began
carrying tons of textile – not for curtains, that he was sure of. “What the
hell…” his trails of confused thoughts were cut when he heard a soft
feminine voice.
-
Please, be very careful with those.
Naraku saw the back of a female. She had
long black hair, it reached below her waist line. He could see small braids in
them and she was dressed in a long flowing creamy pink dress with sleeves. He
wished she just could turn around; he wanted to see the face of that angelic
voice. “Ok Naraku you have been away from females to long…” he sighed and
took another sip of the wine. But his wish came true and she turned around. He
was so stunned that he forgot to swallow the liquid, instead he coughed
violently.
Rin heard the sound and she saw a black
haired man in black and lilac clothes sit on the porch to the house next to
hers. He coughed and she rushed to him to help him. He had turned his head
forward, all his black hair covered his face. She dunked him gently in the back
in her effort to help him.
-
Are you ok Sir? she asked shyly.
Naraku looked up and saw her stand very
close to him. She was truly a very beautiful young woman, yes she was.
-
Yeah, thank you miss…?
-
Kamoku, Rin, she said with her low voice.
-
I am Naraku, so you are the one who will disturb my peace? he snickered
and decided he loved it when she blushed.
-
I.. I am not disturbing… I promise, she stuttered.
-
Don’t worry baby, I was just joking with you. Now run along, I gather you
have a lot to do before you are settled in.
She nodded and walked away. Naraku
watched her give the men some more instructions and the she went inside her new
house. He took a deep breathe and willed his racing heart down. His body behaved
like that of a school boy, with a heart aching crush. “I don’t need this
shit.” He thought and got up from his chair and took his glass and laptop
with him.
~*~ Saturday ~*~
Naraku took a quick shower and put on a
pair of black jeans but nothing more. He could already tell it was going to be a
hot day. He moved down to the kitchen and made him some coffee. His night had
been a long nightmare. No, nightmare was not the word… possible an erotic
nightmare. He had awoken several times during the night, he had awoken just when
he was about to take his new neighbour and fuck her senseless.
-
You are one perverted old man, he cursed.
But he could not get her out of his
mind; he wanted to know everything about her. So in a weak moment he called his
snooping friend, a freaky girl named Kanna, to get all info about Rin Kamoku. He
got a mail later in the afternoon from Kanna and what he got was not much. Rin
was a widow, around two month pregnant and she was a skilled seamstress, her
dresses were worn by the crème de la crème of society. “I bet she want a
fortune for one of those dresses then.” He thought and took his laptop out
to sit on the porch again.
He looked over to the other house, but
it was as dead as always had been, if he had not seen the furniture and the girl
yesterday he could have sworn it was still empty.
But when the sun began to set in the
west, colouring the sky red she came outside. She sat down on a rocking chair.
In her hands she held a big piece of cloth and very soon she began sewing.
Naraku saw her rock back and forth on the chair and he shook his head to get rid
of his trance like state. He began typing on the laptop and somehow the words
just flowed out of his fingers. And when he heard a soft sound he typed even
faster. She was singing and she had the most angelic sound he ever had heard.
And it was inspirational. Soon he found himself filling page after page with
text. “My editor going to be so happy when she gets this piece.” He
thought and smirked. Every now and then he turned his head to look at her. She
had turned on a small lamp so she could continue to sew even if the sun had set.
He felt a wave of jealousy when he thought of the man who had touched her,
making her pregnant with his child. “Shit, I am going crazy.” He shook
his head and saw her stroke her belly with a loving hand.
But then she stopped her singing and he
wanted to growl, he wanted to listen to her voice all night. He could see her
look at his direction and he felt like a stalker. But she waved at him and he
felt compelled to wave back, then she went into her house and he grunted and did
the same. His body began boiling with need and he knew he would have a night of
erotic torture ahead of him.
~*~ Sunday ~*~
The thunder rolled over the skies,
electricity vibrating through the air. Rin sat in the corner of her bedroom,
shaking like a trembling leaf in the wind. She hated the thunder, she always
had. And after her husband in front of her eyes it only had gotten worse, she
guessed it was because that night the city had been cursed with the most
terrifying thunder storms ever. The lightning crossed the skies and hit
someplace near her house. She let out a blood curling scream and tried to melt
into the wall behind her. She covered her face with her thick blanket but it
would not go away. She was sure this was her dead husbands way to say he did not
want her to look at that handsome man next door, yes she was so sure of it. He
had been so jealous, so possessive of her. And when she had buried him she had
felt so awful, because her heart was jumping around in joy over his death. A few
weeks later she had learned that she was pregnant and she was crushed. But
somewhere around there she had turned and now she wanted this child. It would
grow up with her, it would be loved and cared for. Her dead husband would never
have cared for a child, unless it provided him with more status of course. He
had hated it that she worked, making dresses. A wife should be at her husband
side, cherishing him all the time. Nothing more than a slave and a woman to
bump. She cried harder, when the thunder rolled over her house.
Naraku sat on the porch, he on the other
hand loved the thunder storms. It fitted his dark mind just perfectly. But when
he heard a scream coming from his new neighbours house he almost had a heart
attack. The sound, it had been horrifying. He rushed over to her door and found
it to be locked. When the lightning rippled the sky again and the loud sound
followed he heard her scream again. “Fuck this!” he thought and used his
body to crush through the door, he looked around but he could not see “his”
little angel anywhere.
-
RIN!! he
shouted but he was met with silence.
He rushed up the stairs, his stomach in
a knot. He found what he thought was her bedroom and a small whimper had him
rush inside. He saw a trembling pile of pillows and a giant quilt that covered
something that was crying.
-
Rin, please, are you alright? he asked and kneeled next to the shivering
form.
-
G-go a-away.. ! He d-does n-not w-want you h-here…
-
Rin.. Who doesn’t want me to be here? Come out of there and tell me.
-
M-my husband, he is punishing m-me.. she stuttered and Naraku could hear
her that she was very afraid of her husband.
“But Kanna wrote and told me she was
a widow.. It does not make any sense at all?” he
pondered.
-
Rin, I will not let anyone lay a hand on you, please come out of there so
I can look at you, he said with his most sensitive voice, but in his ears it
only sounded rough.
-
This thunder, it is his way to punish me, he k-knows I hate t-thunder,
she said and at last she peeked her head over the quilts edge.
-
Why should he punish you?
A deep blush appeared on her cheeks and
it confused Naraku even more.
-
Come out of there, I will make you a cup of tea, he grunted when he did
not get any answers from her.
-
N-no.
-
I am not the most patient man in the world Rin, I will force you to come
down to the kitchen and have tea if that is what I must do ok…
Her eyes widened and she rose, but she
held her blanket in a tight grip. He could not take away that from her. He put
his right hand on her lower back and gently pushed her out of the room and made
her go down the stairs to the kitchen.
Rin sat down on a chair and watched this
utterly masculine and gorgeous figure rummage through her kitchen, in hunt for
the things to make tea with. He grunted something about her just sitting there,
he could manage. She smiled shyly behind the blanket which she had pulled up to
her nose to hide her smile.
-
How could anyone punish somebody with thunder Rin? And where are your
husband?
-
H-he’s dead.. she whispered from behind the blanket.
-
I am sorry.. he said but he did not care, not really.
-
Don’t be, I am not.
Her words were accompanied with a flash
and she yelped and covered her face with the quilt. Naraku saw it and his heart
winced, but at the same time he was glad to hear that she did not seem to love
her dead husband. But she was truly afraid of thunder. He walked over to her and
laid his hands on her shoulders and pulled the blanket away from her face.
-
What ever you think Rin, I can promise you that no one is punishing you.
All you have to do is ignore it, it will pass soon enough ok, he said and made
her look up into his face.
“He is so beautiful, I just wished…”
she felt a heat pool inside her stomach and she broke the eye contact with him
and her cheeks flared.
-
Now, let’s get you some tea ok? And if you are afraid, just keep on
talking, it will help, I am sure.
-
O-ok. Thank you Naraku-sama, she whispered.
-
Just call me Naraku, he grunted.
-
Naraku… how long have you lived here? she asked and tried not to flinch
when the next lightning flashed the room.
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A few years. I moved here to get some peace while I write my books.
-
Ohh, you are a writer?
Rin was surprised; she would never have
thought that this male was an author. Yesterday when she worked on her new
creation, she saw him sit on his porch with his computer and she tried to figure
out what kind of person he was, what he was working with. She had smiled when
she had thought he might have been a secret agent or something. Then again –
no.. Then she pondered if he could be a movie star or a singer. He sure had the
looks of one. She blushed when she realized she was staring at him. She could
not help it, his long black hair that flowed down his back in wavy curls, she
wanted to touch it. And his eyes, his eyes had the same colour as blood and she
was strangely attracted to them.
-
Would you like to tell me why you are not sorry that he is gone?
The question brought Rin out of her
dream world and she got the look of guilt in her eyes. Naraku saw this and once
again his heart ached over her.
-
He was not a very nice husband?
-
N-no, he was not. He was possessive and jealous. I love my work, but he
wanted me to stop, saying I was not there for him when he needed me, she
whispered with a small voice. – He was killed six weeks ago, and after the
funeral I discovered that I was p-pregnant. I knew if I stayed around his family
they would take my baby away and raise it be cold as he was and…
Her voice broke and she began to cry.
Naraku moved to take her into his arms. He wanted to comfort her. She was so
broken, so hurt that he wanted to kill her dead husband if it was possible.
-
It’s ok little one, neither he nor his family can touch you here, and I
will not let anyone take your baby, he said and was rewarded with an odd look
from the young woman.
The bubbling sound from the tea kettle
made him pull back and he served her a hot cup of tea. He took some for himself
and motioned her to get into the living room.
They sat down on the sofa and he tucked
the blanket safely around her still shivering body. He could still see how she
flinched every time the thunder rolled over the house, but it seemed that she
was feeling a little bit better, or so he hoped anyway.
She sipped the tea and found it to be
well down, another surprise from this man. She could feel him gaze at her and
she knew she was blushing again. She felt like a little school girl again,
experience her first love. She wanted to jump when the thought hit her. No, it
could not be possible, could it. “But it sounds romantic… love at first
sight.” She made a snort and Naraku raised a surprised eyebrow - that was
not a common sound – especially not from an angel. Angel, yes, she was an angel
in his eyes, in his world. And he would stand for his words; he would not let
anyone hurt her.
The storm moved further and further away
and Naraku smiled.
-
See, it is soon gone Rin, he said and she nodded. – So how far are you
gone?
-
Little over eight weeks, she answered when she realized he was talking
about her baby.
-
Does it show yet?
-
No, not really a little bump.
“Can I see?”
he wanted to ask but he bit back the question, but he saw her move her right
hand to caress her stomach. And that serene smile on her lips… he wanted to see
that on her face everyday after this. A small draft made him remember that he
had thrashed her door.
-
I will be right back, he said and set his tea cup on the little table and
then he rushed back to his house to get some tools to fix the door, temporarily.
He would buy her a new one tomorrow.
Rin was confused, she rose to her feet
and laid the blanket on the sofa and went to see what he was doing. She frowned
when she saw the broken door.
-
I am sorry for the door Rin, but I thought you were injured or something,
so I bashed it in to get inside and help you, he said and tried not to drool
when he saw her nightgown plastered to her body when the wind blew.
-
Ohh…
-
I will buy you a new one tomorrow ok?
She nodded. She wanted to go back
inside, because she was still afraid of the lightning and the loud sound, but it
was something in his eyes that held her in a tight grip, she could not decipher
what it was, but her body decided to like it very much.
Naraku took a step closer and his hands
twitched. He wanted to pull her close to his body; he wanted to hold her tight.
He could see her shiver and he grunted and took her hand and took her inside
again.
-
You should not go out like that, you could catch a cold, he said gruffly
and took the blanket from the sofa and put it over her shoulders.
-
You are being very nice to me Naraku, why?
-
Don’t you like it?
-
It is not that, we met two days ago, but you are acting very strange. Not
many should care shit about a scared and pregnant widow.
-
Well I do, besides, I like your voice, he said and he could bitten his
tongue off for letting that slip out.
-
M-my voice?
-
Yeah, it sounds nice.. he mumbled and fought the blush.
-
Ohh, thank you.
He wanted to tell her that he loved the
way she smelled, looked, talked, he loved everything about this angel.
-
Well, I should go home, said Naraku and began walking towards the broken
door. – I’ll come over tomorrow to drive you down town so you can pick out a new
front door ok?
-
O-ok Naraku.
-
Hmm good..
He walked out and he could feel her eyes
burn into his back. He could not help but wonder if Rin had any idea of what she
did to him. Just to see her in a nightgown had made him rock hard and he needed
to take care of his boner.
Rin walked back inside her house when
she saw him disappear through his door and she sighed. Somehow she had felt so
safe when he was around. His gruff voice filled her stomach with butterflies.
All she wanted was to be near him. “But he probably sees me as a hysterical
case, a pregnant hysterical case with a major problem with hormones.” She
wanted to cry again when she remembered.. “He liked my voice?” The
thought send a warm wave through her body. “He liked my voice.. perhaps he
could like something else too?” She sure hoped so, not that she could hope
for anything more than friendship, but that could be enough for her. She never
had any friends, unless you counted that geek she grew up with. Jaken, he was a
freaky computer geek and a pyromaniac.
“Naraku”..
his name rolled off her tongue like honey. He had been so nice, so supportive.
She should do something for him. Perhaps she could make… “No cake, I would
probably kill him with my poor cooking skills. But I could sew a nice table
cloth, something he could put his laptop on?” she smiled and went upstairs
to find the material she needed for her gift.
Naraku sat in a tub of hot water. His
hand moved over his aching flesh. He could see her lithe form in front of him,
naked, trembling, waiting for a man’s touch. “Rin, Rin, Rin.” he ranted
silently over and over again as he pumped his shaft faster, wanting to reach his
release. He moaned darkly as his seed gushed out into the water and he took a
shaky breathe. What was this, the third time since he got home from her that he
jerked off? “Shit I need to pull my self together.” he thought and took a
quick shower before he went out from the tub to dry up.
He went downstairs; he had a towel
wrapped around his midriff, covering his manhood. He moved to the kitchen and
took out a glass and filled it with blood red wine. He could still hear her soft
voice inside his head. He could still smell her flowery scent. Naraku cursed and
looked down and god dammit, he was getting hard again. Although a knock on his
door had him choke on his breathe and he cursed silently again and went to open.
“And as if things could get any
worse..” he thought when he saw the shy smile on
Rin’s lips.
-
I’m sorry.. I just thought I would come over to give you this, she said
and held out the piece of cloth. – I wanted to thank you for getting me out of
that poor shape earlier today.
-
Oh, it was nothing.. he grunted and hated his body. He saw her wear a
dark blue wavy dress and a scarf in a lighter blue colour. The evening breeze
made her dress flow around her and he was expecting to see her grow wings.
-
It was for me Naraku.. First I thought of making a cake or something, but
since I am a smaller disaster area in a kitchen I decided to do something I am
really good at. And I made this; you can have your laptop on it. I hope you like
it, because this is the only thing I can do..
He smiled softly, she rambled because
she was nervous and he took the black and purple textile into his hands. It
surface was smooth and he could have sworn it was silk. He moved his fingers
over the small embroidery; it was formed as a purple rose. He loved it, he
simply loved it.
-
Thank you Rin, it is very beautiful, he said.
-
Umm, good.. she said and blushed and looked down.
“Holy cow… !!”
her mind screamed when she saw the obvious big bulge under his towel. But
somehow, to know he was aroused made her stomach do throbbing flips. Unaware of
it, Rin began to breathe more heavily, something that Naraku noticed. He was a
bit confused then it hit him, she was getting excited.
-
Rin… look at me, he said softly.
-
W-what?
But she moved her eyes from the burning
spot and looked up into his handsome face. He put the cloth on his bureau and
took a step closer to her.
-
You feel it too don’t you?
-
F-feel what? she stammered.
-
This heat between us.. he said and took her hand and brought it to his
chest so she could feel his heart beat fast.
-
…?
-
I have not been able to think of anything else than you Rin, my dreams
have been filled with your warm and loving presence. All I can think of is you
Rin…
There he had said it, but had he scared
her away? No, it did not seem like he had. He saw her blush deepen but she did
not run away screaming…
“Yes.. I can feel it.. But I am.. “
she wanted to say something, but her mouth had dried up, it was like a desert
inside her throat. Unable to talk she nodded, wanting him to know that she had
felt it too, that she had thought of him when she sat outside with her sewing,
and that she wanted him to come over and take her, sweep her off her feet, make
rough love on the porch.
She had nodded and that was all that he
needed to know. He pulled her closer, embracing her into his warm arms. He
closed the door behind her and he pushed her against it and then… he kissed her,
he practically devoured her mouth.
Rin was a bit shocked, but his
passionate kisses made her throw every ounce of rational thoughts overboard and
she kissed him back with the same kind of heat. Her arms snaked around his neck,
she felt his silky hair against her skin and she let out a guttural sound. She
felt his right hand move to her lower back and the other grabbed a fistful of
her hair and crushed her to him. His tongue danced with hers, teasing her,
forcing her to respond to him. And then suddenly he pulled back, he looked down
on her flushed face and he was lost.
-
Gods Rin, I want you, I want you so bad it hurts, he whispered heatedly.
– Say that you want to be with me now, because I don’t think I can stop myself
later on.
-
I want to be with you Naraku, I only used the gift-thing to see you
again..
He kissed her hard again. He lifted her
up bridal style and carried her to his bedroom, not once he stopped kissing her.
He wanted to taste her all the time. His towel was lost on the way and when he
sat her down on the floor she got an eyeful of his proud shaft. It twitched
under her gaze. He did not waste too much time, he undressed her quickly, wanted
to see her, see all of her. Her breast had swelled a bit due to her pregnancy;
he moved to cup one in each of his hands, stroking his thumbs over her sensitive
peaks. She gasped when he took a rosy nipple into his mouth and suckled it.
Naraku wanted to smirk when he felt her arch into his touch, making him take in
more of her flesh into his mouth. Her hands were tangled in his hair, pressing
him closer to her. He kissed his way over to the other nipple giving it the same
attention as the first.
Rin let out a raspy sound when she felt
one of his hands stroke her over her belly and down to her womanhood, cupping it
in his palm. He stroked her heated sex and helped her to move towards his bed.
He gently laid her down on his black
sheets. He looked down on her naked body and he decided she was a celestial
nymph, created just for him. He spread her legs and kneeled between her silky
thighs. He kissed her lips and moved to kiss all the way down to her belly, he
wanted her to know that he did not care that she was pregnant. Who ever it was
that was growing inside of her was hers and hers alone. He wanted her to know he
would take care of her and the baby; he wanted her to know he … loved her…
-
I love you Rin, he blurted out as soon as the thought coursed through his
lust filled mind.
-
As much as I doubt the term love at first sight… she began… - I don’t
have any other way to explain what I am feeling for you.. I think I love you
too.
-
I want to take care of you and this little critter inside of you, if you
let me…
She kissed him to answer all his wishes.
She would let him take care of her and the baby, yes she would. She was pulled
away when he pressed her to lie back again. He used his fingers to part her
satin folds and he felt her dripping wet. All because of him, and now he did
smirk – a masculine pride rose inside his chest. He could not contain himself
any longer; he needed to be inside her. He would make it up to her later, right
now… he hissed when he inserted his length into her velvety depth.
Rin arched her back, pushing her pelvis
upwards to meet his intrusion. He was blessed with a bigger tool than her
diseased husband and she felt whole for the first time in her life. Her hands
gripped his shoulder blades and she held on as he began to move inside her
warmth. It had never felt this good with the other.. what was his name again?
The term harder, faster made sense to her now, because she wanted him to slam
harder into her body, she wanted him to go faster, she wanted to feel more of
him. So she whispered the word into his ears, letting her soft breathe carry her
wishes.
Naraku had been holding back a bit, not
wanting to hurt her, but hearing her angelic voice whispering in his ear made
him turn into a wild beast and he began pounding harder into her wetness. He
drove his shaft deep inside her, filling her to the hilt with his girth.
-
Rin, he growled her name when he felt her grip his length with her inner
muscles.
-
Come inside me Naraku, I want you to fill me, she whispered as her
release washed over her. She was dreadful of her own words. But that was how she
wanted and he would never scold her for having wishes of her own, this she just
knew.
-
What ever you want my angel, he said and pushed inside her one last time
and he spilled his seed into her welcoming body.
He went stiff for a moment and just
before he slumped forward, he turned around, taking her with in to lie on top of
him instead. Both were breathing hard, but they were both smiling in content,
this was exactly what they needed.
-
So are you ready to move again love? he asked with a rough voice.
-
Well, most of my things are still unpacked, all I have to do is to move
them over here I guess, she said and moved to look at him.
-
I did tell you I loved you… he said and kissed her lightly on the lips..
-
Mmm, you did, but I think I would like to hear it again.
-
I love you Rin..
-
I love you too Naraku… So are you up for another round.
She flexed her inner muscles and he
grunted something about pregnant hormones, but he pushed upwards, letting her
know he was more than ready to take her again…
… The end…
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