Sachihiro

Sex is a weird thing, we're basically sweaty beasts rutting and spitting at each other exchanging body fluids. Fluids usually reserved for the most intimate of bodily functions, it's kind of gross really if you think about it.

''What you thinking about?''

What? ''Nothing, turn around.''

I drill into her violently from behind lying on top of her as she lays flat on her sleeping futon. Mira's skin is glistering, her tight body supply within my hands.

[Tch - tch-tch-tch-tch], flesh pounds on flesh.

Mira is moaning and crying out loudly as she takes it. Pushing herself back against me in time with my thrusts, taking my all but wanting more.

I grunt as I get close to climax pulling out of her warm welcoming depths to turn her around, giving myself a few moments to recover. She eagerly takes my direction as I wrap an arm around her slender waist and pull her towards me. I sit on the futon and pull her into my lap immediately entering slippering depths lapping me eagerly in welcome.

I latch onto a pink nipple suckling harshly, her hips gyrate into me in time with my flexing thighs, our bodies are in synch. Slick flesh drinks of each other, I see why she made me shave my cock for this, for this smooth delicious friction between us as we fuck is definitely worth it, warm skin to skin. Bare. Raw.

I pull her head towards me and we kiss long and deep. I love kissing her, she tastes good. She climaxes and I can feel the electric current on my tender meat. She's starts blinking rapidly, holding herself still on me for a moment before passing out.

I hate it when this happens. I'm still rock hard inside her as she is slumped onto my chest. I move myself in and out of her slowly, painfully slowly but even this is better than maintaining a pulsing erection. I don't wanna wake her but I have to have her still.

[Grhhhh], she snores on my chest. She's adorable sometimes; my strokes are slow, gentle. But I really need to finish, besides, it feels really really good in here still.

I hold her bum cheeks tight and push slow but hard into her all the way to the hilt and more. I do this a few times, stroke myself, bringing myself to the tip of a climax but I just can't reach it. As I pull fully out I feel her teeth bite on my shoulder hard.

"Don't you dare stop what you're doing," she commands sleepily. Yes, ma'am, I continue. Nice and slow and hard and deep. We do this for about five minutes. Her breathes whimpers in time with my movements, she takes my whole length nice and slowly.

This is nice.

"Close your eyes," she says after a while and I do.

"Now imagine this is Kuyoki's cunt you are ploughing into." My cock twitches inside her and she giggles.

"I knew it!" She says victoriously. "You want to fuck her, don't you? Don't stop," I continue, but don't respond.

"Kuyoki would let you have her you know. We talk about you sometimes, she has never heard anyone scream as much as you make me. She likes to listen to us you know."

I groan, almost brought over the edge by that thought. I don't know why this works but sometimes Mira talks while we fuck and it drives me insane with lust.

"If you wanna fuck her now imagine how you'll feel when she Awakens? I suggest you make your move now while she still looks old. Asriel says she could Awaken any day now. Can you believe that at her age she has never been with a man? I bet she's super tight."

I groan as I ejaculate strongly into her. My eyes closed as I imagine Kuyoki's beautiful eyes looking at me as I finish. The woman is old by the standards of my people, too old for me to be attracted to yet when she started taking care of Saya after the birth I started noticing her. Mira wasn't well enough to endure my lust and Asriel had forbidden me from visiting the dryad groove.

The other village women still weren't used to strangers and looked at me funny. All except Kuyoki, who smiled, fed my child and sometimes fed me. I have never met such humble people pride full warriors and vicious when roused but otherwise humble, always bowing and kneeling. Kuyoki sometimes seems so dainty and adorable when she kneels, with her long silky black hair cascading on either side of her face to brush the floor, those dark dark quietly captivating eyes.

''I recently learnt that Kuyoki is some sort of outcast here,'' Mira says rubbing the hair on my chest. ''Her family was wiped out and she was raised by her clan but without close family she's treated like a servent by her clan, well more a servant than most anyway. A man betrothed to marry her died from a fall off a cliff when she was younger, after which her prospects dried up. She has no one here.''

I listen in silence, letting sleep take me. I don't even want to ask how Mira knows I'm attracted to Kuyoki, I don't want to encourage her meddling but with my cock still softening within a warm cacoon I will shut up.

"'Her water style blade work is very good don't you thing? Vigdis loves her as well.

This is such blatant

To the point that now she is at the cusp of Awakening at 60 years old. Admirable according to Asriel, but normal for most people.

How Mira knew I found Kuyoki attractive with the huge age difference escapes me.

"How did you know?" I ask as I pull out and lie on my back. Letting her rest her head on my chest.

"I didn't really, but I suspected. Anyone that gets to know that woman can't help but love and admire her so I figured it would translate sexually for you. Asriel treats her more as a sister."

I grunt but keep silent. I won't lie, I've fucked Mira while fantasizing it was someone else many times before. But to do it with her permission, imagining its someone she would approve of is much better.

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I always thought I'd be like da and only take one mate. But maybe two would be better for me.

*

Mira

The training here is stepped up several notches. Bladed weapons are used during sparing and the injuries are real. They seem to be taking it slightly easier on me than they are on Sachihiro and Asriel, which I'm grateful for but that still leaves bleeding and bruised everday.

Asriel has been training with the Watanabe, and whatever else they may be they are warriors of the highest calibre. The way they move, they have the speed and power of vampires but also the ability to Awaken unlike the undead, and all six of them are Awakened already.

I didn't even notice before today I'm not sure Asriel noticed it either. I have been training with both my spiritual kusari-gama and my zanpakutō katana. Alternating between the two, trying to learn as much as possible before we have to leave for the surface.

My kusari-gama is completely black, all except the cutting edge of the sickle. The bottom of the chain has a beautifully decorated weighted ball of iron with gemstone fused into it. The chain is thin but long. I could wrap myself around head to toe in chain.

The sickle has a handle that can enable me to use it as a dagger up close and personal, just as I like. I can feel the entire weapon as I move. Feel where it's gonna land, feel if I've thrown it too hard or too slowly. Feel how which way to pull and twist to get it past someone's guard. It's a beautiful weapon.

It keeps my opponents at medium range and rips them to shreds. I twist and spin jump. Pulling the chain around myself and sending it on my opponents left side with all that sleep and momentum. He deflects the head with his normal steel katana to the flying of sparks.

Moving into my guard for the kill. My chain is faster though as I pull it back and side step to give myself distance. De ducks as the chain cuts the air where his head was from behind. The rule is not to use ultra speed in these matches but I think he cheated there.

He moves again, getting into my guard before I can send my kusarigama flying again but I use the chain to deflect his first strike. Punching out and holding the back of his blade with a hand wrapped in chains.

I use the head as a dagger and am deflected as he ripped his katana from my hand, stepping back. I have my left hand wrapped in chain and my right holding a length of chain spinning it above my head.

The whirling blade cuts the air with a beautifully deadly sound as it swirls above my head, he has my undivided attention. He moves and I release the chain, aimed at where he will be. Letting it uncoil from my hands fully until I have the weight in hand, jerking it back just as the sickle misses.

The entire chain ripples and he finds his arm wrapped in the chain with the sickle firmly embedded into his forearm. I hold it like that for a split second as our eyes meet. I know he was taking it easy on me, everyone has been taking it easy on since my condition became known.

But with a hard tug of the chain I could rip his forearm to shreds. He nods to acknowledge this and pulls the sickle from his skin smoothly. Spiritual weapons can be sharpened and they can break, but they are extremely resilient and very hard to dull to begin with. Especially Hito blades I gather.

We bow to each other and I'm given a few more pointers before my zanpakutō sparing session in a few hours. We've been down here a little over two weeks now and the messenger from the Hito clan is already in a meeting with Khan and Kazimoto.

I'm frustrated and worried about Sachihiro's leaving. I have never been with a single person this long and this intimately. Not by choice. I'm not sure how I'm feeling but I'm worried about him. Asriel too of course. I've gotten to know both of them very well and to be honest with myself, I wanted another child just in case Hiro dies where he's going. I witnessed the two day battle with the fae. I know how unforgiving and gruesome death can be. I was in a battle, I know the stench of blood and dying men amd women.

As dedicated to the martial arts as Hiro is he is completely vulnerable to magic. I've tried talking to him about it but the man is 'fucken' stubborn. Most recently Awakened magicians don't have a depth of mana or casts to kill a human in a single shot. Not unless they hit something vital but there is a huge difference between a magician and a master magician in terms of power and experience. If they kill him I swear... I sigh. Trying to let it go.

The next few years will be dedicated to my children and my training. I've always looked down on meatheads that rely on martial strength instead of the mind or magic. But I really had no idea how good it feels to be this fit, this physically capable.It’s like my body was only barely taking my commands before. Now though, I feel really good. Really fast and tight and flexible. We do stretches often because of Hiro's ever-growing muscles. If he doesn't stretch often his muscles become bigger losing flexibility as a result.

The stretching irons out the muscles. Flattening them so that he gains strength while his muscles grow is controlled. Allowing his tendons and ligaments to adjust thus retaining his flexibility. He still isn't lean muscled like the Hito though, Sachihiro still has very well rounded tight muscles.

I hope Kuyoki gets to enjoy him. She is like the sister I never had and sometimes she is a mother to me. How could I not want the best for her. I sigh. We will be returning to the surface soon.

Vigdis has blossomed down here as well. The darkness has been really good for her eyes. Her night-vision becoming deeper. Kei says if she spent a few years in the Underworld her night-vision would quickly evolve into dark-vision naturally with time.

The fact that she needs to eat and sleep is often the only thing keeping her from wandering too far down a dark tunnel. I don't know why that girl has no fear of the unknown. It worries me some, but she is mostly safe.

It will probably be another 30 or 40 years before I can use mana again. I'm not sure if it will just return or I will reawaken somehow but I already feel much better. Closer to whole than I have in a long time. My diet and powerful stomach helps me get a lot more nutrition from the ether in food. Especially magical animal meat.

The least I can do in those 30 years is raise children. Give my children better prospects than I had and arm them with the skills and knowledge necessary to survive this cruel world.

I can't believe I'm thinking this but I believe it. I've always looked down on the slaves that were used as broodmares for their beauty, or skill or magical heritage. But now I'm thinking of breeding myself, life is so unexpected.

Having Saya has really changed how I see motherhood, and I might not be able to have any more children once I recover. So this could be it for me.

I place my hand on my stomach protectively. Two more, after this little one is grown some I will have two more. I just have to find the right fathers.

I sigh again thinking of Mayner. We will see how things go I guess. Asriel always says the plans we have for ourselves should be outlines to be followed and not a script to live our lives by. Otherwise, we limit ourselves too much.

I walk to where I know Saya is at around this time. Listening to Kazimoto tell stories as though she can understand them.

Maybe she can though. I'm still not sure what 'benefits' she got from this spirit within me. I don't find them and am told they are in a meeting.

*

By the time their meeting ends I've already bathed, eaten and slept a little.

"What the verdict?" I ask Asriel as he walks into the room. Followed by Hiro and Saya.

"We leave for the village tomorrow. There you and Saya will stay while Sachihiro and I and 12 of the Brave Blossoms travel back to the Tundra at all speed.

"Once the tribal leaders rectify the agreement all is settled. If they don't, at least Hiro here has already paid for the new swords and the training in celestial ore and jewels."

I nod my understanding. So basically no hard feelings either way. At least that's what they are saying. But celestial ore is too rare a commodity for the vampires to just let it go like that and it cannot be found naturally in the Underworld as it all comes from the stars. Sachi is taking a risk leading these creatures to his people.

People that are already trying to fight the Kingdom of Sandoria I'm sure.

"Ok, then. Let's prepare for that trip."