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The Love of Lord Ohno Satoshi part 17
“…Little Whore?” Satoshi breathed later that night, sitting down on the bed, Ninomiya was half-asleep with his head resting against the wall with a collection of paintings on his lap. Satoshi assumed that that they had been given to him by Fuwa. He would have to admonish the interfering woman later but for now he was quite content in watching Ninomiya’s face as he took in the studies of birds, fish, and people that he had painted when he was a child. He was somewhat surprised at the nerves that he could feel inside as Ninomiya smiled at the birds with his fingers lightly moving over the painted feathers. “…What are you look at?”
“…Fuwa-san thought that I would be bored…She brought me these to look at…” Ninomiya explained with a smile motioning to the Jay that he had been stroking with his fingertip. Satoshi could easily remember the feel of them on his cheek and he longed to feel that again. He gave a smile and then cocked his head to one side asking;
“You…Enjoy the art of painting?”
“…I have…No skill in the art but I like looking at good paintings…These are good paintings…” Ninomiya answered happily and Satoshi decided that he could keep the paints if he would continue to smile at them in that way. “I wonder who was the artist…”
“…Nobody of importance…” Satoshi answered sharply taking the paintings from Ninomiya’s hand and turning to look at the hand which was still tightly bandaged. “Is your hand free of pain?”
“…Not free of it, my lord…But it is bearable…I am tired though…” Ninomiya admitted and Satoshi lay the hand back down onto the bed encouraging him to fall back into the bed saying with a touch of a growl to his voice;
“Then you should sleep…I am feeling tired myself…”
“…Then will you stay, my lord…?” Ninomiya asked and although Satoshi knew that the whore probably wanted the answer to be no but he himself wanted to be in Ninomiya’s bed and perhaps to feel the fingers moving upon his scar again.
“…I will…You may touch my scar again, if it pleases you…” He growled with a tone that accepted no argument and he shrugged himself out of his outer-clothes and then slipped into the bed beside the boy. His body was warm and Satoshi could smell the scent coming off him. It was warm and almost floral and Satoshi couldn’t resist from taking great breaths of the smell. He closed his eyes and was surprised when Ninomiya’s hand came up to stroke at the scars eagerly. Satoshi watched Ninomiya drift off to sleep with a smile on his face. The fingers moved over his cheek and then down to his neck. He took the hand and gently kissed the palm gently. “You are indeed beautiful and confusing, my little whore….” He purred happily falling to sleep with the fingers moving over the most sensitive parts of his skin.
Three days later the healer told them that Ninomiya was allowed short walks out in the fresh air and Satoshi was more than happy to allow him in his favourite garden. He sat him on the bench against the wall nearest his brightest flowers. Ninomiya sighed and out a sigh and Satoshi nodded and left him alone for a while deciding that he could use some time training. He went to change and then came back finding Ninomiya in the same position almost looking as though he had fallen to sleep and he growled;
“Little whore…” Ninomiya opened his eyes, blinking a few times, before he tried to get to his feet but Satoshi held him down saying “Stay seated…I will be in the courtyard training I just wanted to let you know…”
“Yes…Thank-you, my lord” Ninomiya breathed slowly bowing his head his eyes moving down his body focusing on the scars that were darted here and there and Satoshi could tell that he seemed to want to reach out and touch them. Satoshi had always felt ashamed of the scars on the chest. He could remember how they had been placed on his body. His father’s shame and his own curse. He breathed shortly through his nose surprised when Ninomiya asked; “May I watch you?”
Satoshi wasn’t sure how to respond to that he stared at Ninomiya in silence for a long time before reaching down and just ever so slightly allowing his fingers to brush through the soft hair of his little whore. It was a beautiful, soft and feathery, and he found himself enjoying the feeling too much and he quickly pulled his hand away and nodded allowing him to follow him out into the courtyard.
“Sit on the bench and try not to be a distraction…” He huffed before moving away and going to guard. All the man was staring at Ninomiya and he moved forward glaring at them almost delighting when he saw the fear in their faces. “My lover is here to observe not be observed, you would be wise to keep your eyes away from what is mine…”
“Sorry my lord…” The men said quickly, their heads bobbing up and down, Satoshi nodded slowly and then bowed at the first of the men. He took his katana in his hands and gripped it tightly feeling the grip cut at his palm and then his fingers. It always felt good but today, with Ninomiya’s eyes upon him it felt incredible and he knew that he was pushing himself harder than he would normally and he could tell that his men were struggling to keep up. He thought that he should try to calm down but Ninomiya’s eyes were on him and he moved as quickly as he could. His movements were easy and graceful and he was sure that he heard Ninomiya gasp and moan a few times and that spurred him on. He drove himself on and on until he heard the weatherworn voice of the elder Matsumoto saying gently;
“Ninomiya-sama…It is time for you to withdraw…”
“Thank-you, Matsumoto-san,” Satoshi said coming over to the pair, much to the relief of the men, his smile on his face as he looked at the older man. “I will take Ninomiya back to his room…”
“Yes, my lord” The old man said bowing his head and hobbling away.
Ninomiya got to his feet and Satoshi turned on his heel to walk back into the castle. Ninomiya fell into step behind him and Satoshi ignored the irritation of the action until they reached the stairs and then he waited making sure that he walked by the boy’s side.
There was still a limp and he didn’t want him falling down the stairs. Ninomiya stumbled a little on the first step and Satoshi decided that walking wasn’t the best option and he picked him up holding him against his body. His hand moved against the soft fabric of his mother’s kimono. In all honesty, the beautiful fabric looked far better on Ninomiya than it ever had his mother. Ninomiya was studying him closely and he couldn’t help but ask;
“What are you thinking about little whore?”
“You, my lord…”
“I asked you that before and you gave me the same answer…” Satoshi shot back with a laugh wishing that it was true “Do I really occupy your mind that much little whore?”
“Yes, my lord…You seem to be always on my mind…” Satoshi blinked at the words and then moved forward and he brought his arms up to stroke at the cheek and then jawline before moving down to the lips. Ninomiya blinked slowly again and Satoshi moved forward and pressed their noses together and then lips before whispering;
“Tonight when I come into your bed and I will finally claim my reward, Ninomiya”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
“…Fuwa-san thought that I would be bored…She brought me these to look at…” Ninomiya explained with a smile motioning to the Jay that he had been stroking with his fingertip. Satoshi could easily remember the feel of them on his cheek and he longed to feel that again. He gave a smile and then cocked his head to one side asking;
“You…Enjoy the art of painting?”
“…I have…No skill in the art but I like looking at good paintings…These are good paintings…” Ninomiya answered happily and Satoshi decided that he could keep the paints if he would continue to smile at them in that way. “I wonder who was the artist…”
“…Nobody of importance…” Satoshi answered sharply taking the paintings from Ninomiya’s hand and turning to look at the hand which was still tightly bandaged. “Is your hand free of pain?”
“…Not free of it, my lord…But it is bearable…I am tired though…” Ninomiya admitted and Satoshi lay the hand back down onto the bed encouraging him to fall back into the bed saying with a touch of a growl to his voice;
“Then you should sleep…I am feeling tired myself…”
“…Then will you stay, my lord…?” Ninomiya asked and although Satoshi knew that the whore probably wanted the answer to be no but he himself wanted to be in Ninomiya’s bed and perhaps to feel the fingers moving upon his scar again.
“…I will…You may touch my scar again, if it pleases you…” He growled with a tone that accepted no argument and he shrugged himself out of his outer-clothes and then slipped into the bed beside the boy. His body was warm and Satoshi could smell the scent coming off him. It was warm and almost floral and Satoshi couldn’t resist from taking great breaths of the smell. He closed his eyes and was surprised when Ninomiya’s hand came up to stroke at the scars eagerly. Satoshi watched Ninomiya drift off to sleep with a smile on his face. The fingers moved over his cheek and then down to his neck. He took the hand and gently kissed the palm gently. “You are indeed beautiful and confusing, my little whore….” He purred happily falling to sleep with the fingers moving over the most sensitive parts of his skin.
Three days later the healer told them that Ninomiya was allowed short walks out in the fresh air and Satoshi was more than happy to allow him in his favourite garden. He sat him on the bench against the wall nearest his brightest flowers. Ninomiya sighed and out a sigh and Satoshi nodded and left him alone for a while deciding that he could use some time training. He went to change and then came back finding Ninomiya in the same position almost looking as though he had fallen to sleep and he growled;
“Little whore…” Ninomiya opened his eyes, blinking a few times, before he tried to get to his feet but Satoshi held him down saying “Stay seated…I will be in the courtyard training I just wanted to let you know…”
“Yes…Thank-you, my lord” Ninomiya breathed slowly bowing his head his eyes moving down his body focusing on the scars that were darted here and there and Satoshi could tell that he seemed to want to reach out and touch them. Satoshi had always felt ashamed of the scars on the chest. He could remember how they had been placed on his body. His father’s shame and his own curse. He breathed shortly through his nose surprised when Ninomiya asked; “May I watch you?”
Satoshi wasn’t sure how to respond to that he stared at Ninomiya in silence for a long time before reaching down and just ever so slightly allowing his fingers to brush through the soft hair of his little whore. It was a beautiful, soft and feathery, and he found himself enjoying the feeling too much and he quickly pulled his hand away and nodded allowing him to follow him out into the courtyard.
“Sit on the bench and try not to be a distraction…” He huffed before moving away and going to guard. All the man was staring at Ninomiya and he moved forward glaring at them almost delighting when he saw the fear in their faces. “My lover is here to observe not be observed, you would be wise to keep your eyes away from what is mine…”
“Sorry my lord…” The men said quickly, their heads bobbing up and down, Satoshi nodded slowly and then bowed at the first of the men. He took his katana in his hands and gripped it tightly feeling the grip cut at his palm and then his fingers. It always felt good but today, with Ninomiya’s eyes upon him it felt incredible and he knew that he was pushing himself harder than he would normally and he could tell that his men were struggling to keep up. He thought that he should try to calm down but Ninomiya’s eyes were on him and he moved as quickly as he could. His movements were easy and graceful and he was sure that he heard Ninomiya gasp and moan a few times and that spurred him on. He drove himself on and on until he heard the weatherworn voice of the elder Matsumoto saying gently;
“Ninomiya-sama…It is time for you to withdraw…”
“Thank-you, Matsumoto-san,” Satoshi said coming over to the pair, much to the relief of the men, his smile on his face as he looked at the older man. “I will take Ninomiya back to his room…”
“Yes, my lord” The old man said bowing his head and hobbling away.
Ninomiya got to his feet and Satoshi turned on his heel to walk back into the castle. Ninomiya fell into step behind him and Satoshi ignored the irritation of the action until they reached the stairs and then he waited making sure that he walked by the boy’s side.
There was still a limp and he didn’t want him falling down the stairs. Ninomiya stumbled a little on the first step and Satoshi decided that walking wasn’t the best option and he picked him up holding him against his body. His hand moved against the soft fabric of his mother’s kimono. In all honesty, the beautiful fabric looked far better on Ninomiya than it ever had his mother. Ninomiya was studying him closely and he couldn’t help but ask;
“What are you thinking about little whore?”
“You, my lord…”
“I asked you that before and you gave me the same answer…” Satoshi shot back with a laugh wishing that it was true “Do I really occupy your mind that much little whore?”
“Yes, my lord…You seem to be always on my mind…” Satoshi blinked at the words and then moved forward and he brought his arms up to stroke at the cheek and then jawline before moving down to the lips. Ninomiya blinked slowly again and Satoshi moved forward and pressed their noses together and then lips before whispering;
“Tonight when I come into your bed and I will finally claim my reward, Ninomiya”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
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wooow so the kimono was his.mothers I thought it was from ohnos previous mistress.