The Love of Lord Ohno Satoshi part 12
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krystalkatzficzSatoshi sat awkwardly at the end of Ninomiya’s bed his back against the cold wall his eyes fixed on the boy’s face. Three days Ninomiya had drifted in and out of consciousness, three days he, Fuwa, and sometimes the Matsumoto would sit with him. He was surprised by Matsumoto’s interest in the new arrival the boy was timid, preferring to stay away from new comers and yet he had asked if he might sit with him and as there were times when Satoshi had had to leave the bedroom to do life’s necessities. Of course, he was never gone away for long and it was only when he was sure that Ninomiya had gotten through the worst of his sickness. He was positive that the fiver had well and truly broken now and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he opened his eyes.
As the though filtered through his mind Ninomiya let out a whimper and then a moan his eyes opening briefly for a moment before closing again and Satoshi pulled himself from his awkward, slouched position, to a more natural one of him on the edge of the bed. Another slow blink sent his heart into palpitations of what could only be described as happiness at the thought that Ninomiya was alive. The boy looked a little confused and dull but his eyes eventually refocused and Satoshi schooled his face into a blank expression. He wanted to say how happy he was that he had returned to the land of the living but what came out was a blunt and direct;
“All this fuss over a simple fever…You really are weakling” Ninomiya gave a rough gasp and tried to push himself up into a seated positon but failed with both the sluggishness of his body and the pain from his wrist. Satoshi brought his hands forward and lay them on his back gently helping him to sit while knowing that he should stay as relaxed as possible for the moment. “You have been asleep for three days…”
“I am…Sorry my…Lord…” Ninomiya rasped, his voice sounding almost as bad as his own had done when he had received the cut to his throat. The pain of it reflected in his eyes and Satoshi moved forward and poured him a drink in a light cream cup that had been part of his mother’s favourite set. The staff had been surprised to hear that it was to be used but he wanted only the best for Ninomiya. He heard the noise of surprise the boy let out when he held it to his lips but there was no protest and he greedily drank it down. As the boy could not see the expression on his face, he gave a happy smile to see him drinking without being forced to do so.
“You are awake and your fever has broken those we can be thankful for…” Satoshi breathed with more softness than he had intended and quickly he moved away from him to scrap his fingers through his hair “Though I assume that you are still as weak as a kitten…”
“Yes…My lord…” Ninomiya breathed his voice a little less harsh now as he looked around the room and Satoshi followed his gaze. The room was warm and comfortable, decorated in a slightly feminine fashion with silk hangings of landscapes and flowers. This had been the only place that his mother had ever truly been allowed to be herself in and she had decorated it accordingly. Of course, Ninomiya wouldn’t know the significance of these rooms or how just the simple act of putting in there meant that his place within this household was secured.
“These are to be your rooms. They are within my chambers…” He told him and he was surprised to see Ninomiya’s eyes widen and his lips form in to an adorable little circle of surprise. He could read a thousand and one questions filter through the eyes that he had claimed him so long ago and as if more to himself he whispered “Do not get any ideas from this…”
“My lord…” Ninomiya nodded his eyes moving around the room again and once more Satoshi followed him thinking of all the moments of happiness that he had had in this room. There hadn’t been many but there was enough that it gave him a quiet ache in his chest when he thought of them. His mother would have liked Ninomiya he was sure of it, he had been sure of that since he had first realised that his feelings for the boy had become more than just interest in his welfare.
“I have neither a wife nor a mistress and I do not wish to spend time awaiting your arrival when I want you…This being just the most convenient arrangement…” Satoshi said stiffly, needing to remove himself from the room before he became overwhelmed in the emotions that were rolling through him. He knew that the mixture of emotions that were moving through him gave him a harsh tone to his words which he hadn’t mean. “I shall leave you now and you should sleep…When you awake you will eat and I will not hear you that you are not hungry…”
Satoshi swept out of the room and closed the door with a click. He rested against the wood for a moment breathing sharply through his nose. He closed his eyes and tried to push away the feelings that were swirling around in his mind.
“My lord? Has there something happened to Ninomiya?” Fuwa asked coming instantly to his side as though appearing from nowhere and he looked up at her sweet kindly face shaking his head just a little.
“No, he has awoken from his fever…I have told him to rest a little while food is prepared…” He told her and for a moment Fuwa’s eyebrows drew together stating that she was still concerned about him and he hummed “I was overcome with memories of my mother…Perhaps it would have been best to put Ninomiya in a different room…”
“You put him in the room you thought best my lord…”
“Perhaps…I will go and focus myself…” Satoshi said jerking his head into a nod before sweeping through the halls and down the stairs. The guards moved out of his way though he could feel their eyes following his every move, much in the same way that they had been doing since he had arrived home. He could imagine the reason why but he chose to ignore them all instead heading for his dojo. It was silent inside and he breathed a sigh of relief. He shrugged out off the top layer of his clothes and then took a Bokken before kneeling in the middle of the dojo and lifting it up about his head and bringing it back down in a long slashing motion. He repeated the process again and again pushing anything but the pain he was feeling from his mind allowing him to feel crisp and clear minded. He breathed through his nose and then dropped the bokken to the floor. His arms were burning with the force of what he was doing. Once he had calmed down he went towards the bathhouse and submerged himself in the water with his head resting against the large stone and his eyes closed. He wondered what it would be like for him to have Ninomiya in here, to feel him move against him. He groaned and then pinched himself to shake away his lust filled mind.
He scrubbed down his body roughly and then dried his body with a rough towel before dressing again in some clothes that had mysteriously been laid out for him. His stomach rumbled a little reminding him that he needed food and he made his way back to the bedroom. Fuwa was in the bedroom with Ninomiya when he arrived and she gave him a polite nod and then left them alone.
Ninomiya stared at him for a moment and then made to eat some soup flushing quickly when the awkwardness of his bandaged hand caused him to spill it onto the bed.
“I am sorry, my lord…” He whispered in horror but Satoshi chuckled just the tiniest bit and then moved forward saying gently;
“Let me little whore, I will not have you use this as an excuse to not eat…I hope for you to recover quickly for I am determined to have my reward…”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
As the though filtered through his mind Ninomiya let out a whimper and then a moan his eyes opening briefly for a moment before closing again and Satoshi pulled himself from his awkward, slouched position, to a more natural one of him on the edge of the bed. Another slow blink sent his heart into palpitations of what could only be described as happiness at the thought that Ninomiya was alive. The boy looked a little confused and dull but his eyes eventually refocused and Satoshi schooled his face into a blank expression. He wanted to say how happy he was that he had returned to the land of the living but what came out was a blunt and direct;
“All this fuss over a simple fever…You really are weakling” Ninomiya gave a rough gasp and tried to push himself up into a seated positon but failed with both the sluggishness of his body and the pain from his wrist. Satoshi brought his hands forward and lay them on his back gently helping him to sit while knowing that he should stay as relaxed as possible for the moment. “You have been asleep for three days…”
“I am…Sorry my…Lord…” Ninomiya rasped, his voice sounding almost as bad as his own had done when he had received the cut to his throat. The pain of it reflected in his eyes and Satoshi moved forward and poured him a drink in a light cream cup that had been part of his mother’s favourite set. The staff had been surprised to hear that it was to be used but he wanted only the best for Ninomiya. He heard the noise of surprise the boy let out when he held it to his lips but there was no protest and he greedily drank it down. As the boy could not see the expression on his face, he gave a happy smile to see him drinking without being forced to do so.
“You are awake and your fever has broken those we can be thankful for…” Satoshi breathed with more softness than he had intended and quickly he moved away from him to scrap his fingers through his hair “Though I assume that you are still as weak as a kitten…”
“Yes…My lord…” Ninomiya breathed his voice a little less harsh now as he looked around the room and Satoshi followed his gaze. The room was warm and comfortable, decorated in a slightly feminine fashion with silk hangings of landscapes and flowers. This had been the only place that his mother had ever truly been allowed to be herself in and she had decorated it accordingly. Of course, Ninomiya wouldn’t know the significance of these rooms or how just the simple act of putting in there meant that his place within this household was secured.
“These are to be your rooms. They are within my chambers…” He told him and he was surprised to see Ninomiya’s eyes widen and his lips form in to an adorable little circle of surprise. He could read a thousand and one questions filter through the eyes that he had claimed him so long ago and as if more to himself he whispered “Do not get any ideas from this…”
“My lord…” Ninomiya nodded his eyes moving around the room again and once more Satoshi followed him thinking of all the moments of happiness that he had had in this room. There hadn’t been many but there was enough that it gave him a quiet ache in his chest when he thought of them. His mother would have liked Ninomiya he was sure of it, he had been sure of that since he had first realised that his feelings for the boy had become more than just interest in his welfare.
“I have neither a wife nor a mistress and I do not wish to spend time awaiting your arrival when I want you…This being just the most convenient arrangement…” Satoshi said stiffly, needing to remove himself from the room before he became overwhelmed in the emotions that were rolling through him. He knew that the mixture of emotions that were moving through him gave him a harsh tone to his words which he hadn’t mean. “I shall leave you now and you should sleep…When you awake you will eat and I will not hear you that you are not hungry…”
Satoshi swept out of the room and closed the door with a click. He rested against the wood for a moment breathing sharply through his nose. He closed his eyes and tried to push away the feelings that were swirling around in his mind.
“My lord? Has there something happened to Ninomiya?” Fuwa asked coming instantly to his side as though appearing from nowhere and he looked up at her sweet kindly face shaking his head just a little.
“No, he has awoken from his fever…I have told him to rest a little while food is prepared…” He told her and for a moment Fuwa’s eyebrows drew together stating that she was still concerned about him and he hummed “I was overcome with memories of my mother…Perhaps it would have been best to put Ninomiya in a different room…”
“You put him in the room you thought best my lord…”
“Perhaps…I will go and focus myself…” Satoshi said jerking his head into a nod before sweeping through the halls and down the stairs. The guards moved out of his way though he could feel their eyes following his every move, much in the same way that they had been doing since he had arrived home. He could imagine the reason why but he chose to ignore them all instead heading for his dojo. It was silent inside and he breathed a sigh of relief. He shrugged out off the top layer of his clothes and then took a Bokken before kneeling in the middle of the dojo and lifting it up about his head and bringing it back down in a long slashing motion. He repeated the process again and again pushing anything but the pain he was feeling from his mind allowing him to feel crisp and clear minded. He breathed through his nose and then dropped the bokken to the floor. His arms were burning with the force of what he was doing. Once he had calmed down he went towards the bathhouse and submerged himself in the water with his head resting against the large stone and his eyes closed. He wondered what it would be like for him to have Ninomiya in here, to feel him move against him. He groaned and then pinched himself to shake away his lust filled mind.
He scrubbed down his body roughly and then dried his body with a rough towel before dressing again in some clothes that had mysteriously been laid out for him. His stomach rumbled a little reminding him that he needed food and he made his way back to the bedroom. Fuwa was in the bedroom with Ninomiya when he arrived and she gave him a polite nod and then left them alone.
Ninomiya stared at him for a moment and then made to eat some soup flushing quickly when the awkwardness of his bandaged hand caused him to spill it onto the bed.
“I am sorry, my lord…” He whispered in horror but Satoshi chuckled just the tiniest bit and then moved forward saying gently;
“Let me little whore, I will not have you use this as an excuse to not eat…I hope for you to recover quickly for I am determined to have my reward…”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
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Date: 2016-11-02 11:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-02 03:34 pm (UTC)omg!! love it! I was surprised that it was his mothers room...I thought that was the room of Satoru's mom...I wonder if Nino knows about later . Now it makes more sense Ohno's entrance and way to treat Nino :)
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Date: 2016-11-03 01:37 am (UTC)