Against His Will part 8

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Kazu opened his eyes slowly his whole body stiff and screaming in protest as he was lifted from the floor and into the overly warm arms of Jun. His husband was sleep worn with his long hair in a mess around his almost blotchy face. There was the crust of the sand man’s sleep sand in his eyes and he looked angry. Kazu swallowed as he pressed against his chest wiggling around frantically as he tried to get away from him. The prince clicked his tongue against his teeth and dropped him down into the bed his eyes narrowing into cat like slits in his face as he settled down beside him.

“What do you horse lords prefer the comforts of the harsh floor?” He spat causing Kazu to flinch and curl away from him his muscles sore and nausea rolling around in his stomach. He wasn’t sure how long he had cried on the floor until he had finally passed out unable to hold on any longer. The tears weren’t only for the harsh treatment that he had borne under the touch of his husband but because of the way his father and brother were happy that he was gone, celebratory that the thorn was finally removed from their sides. He knew that as the second son he was just the spare, the one that had been conceived just in case Yuichi hadn’t survived but was it too much to ask that they care for him as a person? And now his husband he was just a hole somebody convenient and proper for him to fuck. “You were a virgin until tonight?”

“…Yes…” Kazu answered unwillingly feeling as if that was some failing that he had to apologise for. He flinched again when Jun let out another angry sounding click punching the bed beside him as he spat;

“Then why did you not say? You have a tongue in your head…”

“…I…I…” The lord stammered looking confused as he bit on his lip not knowing what to do or say. He would have thought that it was obvious that he would be a virgin on his wedding night. It was one of his selling points when his father had been trying to get the king to agree to the match. Jun groaned his fingers through his long hair tussling it up more than sleep had done.

“And now I am a rapist…”

“You…Are not…You are my husband…”

“And a rapist apparently…” Jun spat looking angry and disgusted and Kazu swallowed surprised at how much this seemed to be affecting the man before he turned to face him his eyes accusing and looking almost as angry as they had done when he had punched his brother “How could you not have told me…?”

“It…It was my wedding…I…you…” Kazu said in confusion his eyebrows knitting together as he drew his knees up to his chest and Jun got up from the bed and began pacing around the room something that should have seemed stupid as he was completely naked but Kazu continued to stare directly ahead hugging his legs tightly his chin resting on his knees.

“…Are you not a man? I know that your parents said that you were pure but…I thought that surely you would have had it with a farm boy…Or even one of your father’s knights…Somebody that your parents did not know about…”

“There…Was no-one…I am sorry that I disappoint you…”

“…It is not a matter of your disappointing me…I cannot see into your mind I do not know…I assumed that we...If you had told me I would have given you a more agreeable first time…” He sighed coming over and kneeling in front of him on the bed. He took his hand with the ring lightly and held it between his own “…I apologise for not asking you and for taking you so roughly, husband, I thought wrongly that we were both enjoying ourselves…I hope that you will forgive me and allow us to move onwards together…”

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Masaki smiled as he opened his eyes, his body ringing with pleasure and pain in equal amounts as he felt a pair of hands sliding around his buttocks or more accurately the crack of his buttocks with something cool and wet that seemed to instantly soothe the burning ache that was in there. Sakurai’s mouth was warm against his shoulder his teeth and tongue lightly grazing the tingling skin as he whispered;

“Good morning, my beautiful husband…How do you feel?”

“…I ache…But it is a good kind of ache...Um…Does that…Make sense?” Masaki whispered flushing as he realised that he was probably not making much sense but his head was too fuzzy to care. It was the day after his wedding and Sakurai was still here, it hadn’t been one of the many dreams that he had had, and today he would be leaving for his new home…A home that he would be in charge of and everything felt so perfect he couldn’t believe it.

“Perfect sense…” Sakurai chuckled kissing his shoulder again before he stopped stroking his buttocks and rolled away reaching for something on the floor “I have a gift for you, my husband…I had it made for you…”

“You…I…I do not need a gift!”

“Nobody ever needs a gift, Masaki but they are nice to receive so smile a little and accept it…” Sakurai told him pulling a small wooden box from the folds of his red army jacket. It was tiny, about as long as his little finger and only about twice as thick but it was beautiful. A deep burnt red wood and decorated with tiny golden flowers with bright blue birds. “Open it, my husband…”

“I…I am afraid too…” Masaki admitted swallowing down a painful lump from his throat and playing with the tiny catch before giving in to his desire to see what was inside surprised when black dust dropped out landing on his chest “I what…”

“I met you when you were blackening the fire place, you had smears of it here…and here…” Sakurai laughed tapping him on his cheek and nose “I had never seen anybody in my life as cute as you and I knew that I never would again…So much has changed for us both since then, my love, and I know that there will be many more changes but I think that if we both continue to remember where we started I think that we will be alright no matter what…”

“Sho…I…” Masaki swallowed speechlessly as he looked at his husband who was blushing a little and roguishly rubbing his hand through his hair. “It…Is a beautiful gift…I wish that I had one to give you…”

“You have already given me you…That is enough…The best gift that I could have asked for…” Sakurai laughed snapping the tiny box closed and pulling him against his chest his mouth pressing to his forehead as his arms snaked around his lover happily thinking back to that first meeting. He had been so embarrassed to be caught like that but now he was so grateful that it had happened. “Now come my husband…Let us enjoy one last meal in this house…And let us hope that it is not as memorable as our wedding feast.

TBC
A/N: I hope that this was okay ^_^