Love Eternal | By : deliriousanddelusional Category: G through L > Last Samurai, The Views: 2344 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Summary: Just a lil' somethin'
that popped into my head.
Love Eternal
It was a balmy autumn
eve as Nathan and I lay in our bedroom on the futon (he half-naked but I fully
clothed. We shared one conclusive kiss and embrace before stopping to rest, and
to just enjoy one another. When he had first come here…he was only the man who
had slain my husband. The fact that he was American, that he
was uncouth, and very unapologetically so helped none at all.
Then I truly began to
observe him. His slow but subtle transition into our way of life, and the way
of the samurai, was breathtakingly alluring. And I
could not help but to love him. One arm tightened securely around my waist and
the other was near my head, his hand intertwined in my own. I clung to him, lying
against his shoulder and completely content in his strong hold. He drew me
closer and kissed my forehead.
Nathan did so much,
fulfilled so much the duties of a husband even above those of the one I had
prior; he treated me with respect and loved my children as his own, cherished
me like a goddess…but there was one thing that we had yet to do: consummate our
love.
He did not seem afraid,
just reluctant, and for reasons at which I could only guess. I had been wanting for him to show me that ancient dance of lovers
ever so much—badly enough that my insides were aching with anticipation.
"Nathan-chan…" I softly coaxed him to awaken as I continued to
caress his handsome neck.
"Nathan-chan…" He didn't stir. I got rather frustrated. I
straddled his waist and found my way to his lips, claiming them within my own.
"Nathan-chan…" I tried again, somewhat annoyed as I nipped at
his lower lip to get a reaction.
"Koishii," I said with more urgency, making my way
through his dark hair with my fingers. I closed my eyes once again and kissed
his full lips. When I reopened them, I was met with a sleepy gaze of hazel.
"Mmm…did you…want something?" He asked, rubbing his
half-lidded eyes and looking adorably up at me.
"Yes, I did…"
I said hesitantly, somewhat trailing off. He quickly but
carefully sat up, holding my waist and pulling me nearer to him.
"What did you
want?" he whispered lowly and stroked my face, making me melt with the
seductive sound of his voice and the way he touched me. Not entirely sure what
to say, I brought my arms about his neck and rested my forehead against his.
"I…I," I
stammered, not sure how to say it.
He raised an eyebrow and
delicately kissed my lips. "You what?"
"I…want you to—I
WANT YOU TO MAKE LOVE TO ME."
His pretty eyes widened
as he gazed into mine incredulously. "Taka-chan,
you want me to—?"
I nodded, but didn't
meet his gaze.
“I’ve been wanting to,”
I added timidly. “Just too…”
Nathan gently cupped my
chin and raised it so that our eyes met, making me gasp. Then he took my hand
and placed it on his chest. I looked at him mouth half-open, unable to find
words.
"You will have what
you want—whatever you desire. But what made you afraid to ask me…?"
His straightforward gaze
with its piercing, entrancing color locked me completely in place. How could I
answer without seeming like a fool in his eyes? Would he understand?
“If I told you that
perhaps, it is not customary of Japanese women to ask for things like…like…”
“—Sex?” Nathan finished
for me with a quirked eyebrow. I must have burned bright red as soon as he
discerned my meaning.
“You are the master of
my heart, Taka-chan…the guardian. You are the only
one with the power to unlock it; say the word and I'll do it. Do you truly want
this?”
I silenced his doubts
with a kiss, and then embraced him, lying comfortably against his broad
shoulder.
"I want this more
than anything, Nathan-chan…please be the one to give
me that gift."
His ivory cheeks flushed
pink as he nodded in understanding, and dipped his head down to kiss me.
"Please," I
breathed into his shoulder, "make love to me."
“It gives me chills to
finally hear you speak those words.”
Still locked in his
embrace, I eased back as his knee slowly parted my legs. He sat opposite me,
and gently brought me to him, partaking in my lips. I whimpered in pleasure;
the need for him to satisfy was yet even more intense.
Nathan seemed to see
this, and kissed me one last time before he began to head further down. Softly suckling
my neck, he reached underneath my arms to the back and undid my obi with
skillful fingers. With one swift yet graceful movement, he had removed my
kimono. I closed my eyes as he lifted a hand and ran it soothingly through my
hair…
"Beautiful," I
heard him whisper. “Like a waterfall.”
Nathan had such an
amazing way of making me feel exalted. I melted at the touch of his silky lips
as his kisses seductively trailed lower and lower. He kissed down my stomach,
and slid off my undergarments.
I was like a sculpture
in his hands: his to mold and do whatever he wanted with. He seemed to
eternally have that effect on me. I spread my thighs slowly apart and placed my
legs over his shoulders. Then Nathan situated himself at their apex before he
looked up. His eyes, oh, his eyes…
ocean-blue with flecks of brown and green, filled with adoration, bore into my
own as he gave me a look easily translatable in any language, "Are you
sure?"
Oh koishii, am I ever sure…I felt an immense
pleasure began to build up within me as his slightly rough yet gentle hand
brushed against my maidenhood.
Kami-sama, please let him do it…it's so torturous, I thought.
Nathan continued to stroke
my folds, earning from me a soft groan. I need not speak however. He knew what
I wanted. Slowly but surely he began to rub my bud, lovingly attending to it
while cautiously sliding one finger in. I instinctively began to arch forth
from the futon, gasping for the breath that I was sure I had just lost…who knew
such heaven existed on earth!
I saw him smile at my
body's response to his fingers, and he lowered my head to my maidenhood, his
tongue flicking out over it. I unconsciously moaned at the sensation he was
creating in me; it surpassed words, how good he was making me feel.
His name frequently
escaped my lips as he moved farther in, grasping my thighs and tracing tiny
circles on my pleasure bud with his tongue. My hand shot out and pressed on his
head, holding him to that one place. I felt him chuckle as he obliged and slid
his tongue in deeper. At one point he ceased licking and began to satisfy me manually
once again. My entrance, already wet with his saliva and my arousal, cried out
for him to give me more.
He heard my body's cry
and gently inserted two fingers within me, pumping in and out. I screamed in
ecstasy; the feeling was so surreal…so…intensely good, as if I had taken a step
into a realm above this one, and all was still like a silent euphoria. I awoke
from that dream-like state to find Nathan directly above me, kissing my
forehead and stroking my arm.
"You all right…?….
right… right…" His voice didn't seem to be near at all.
"I'm fine," I
said, unsure of my own voice. I shook my head, to clear it. "I'm
fine," I assured him, sitting up and holding him.
"Did you find that
to your liking, Taka-chan?"
I smiled affectionately
at him. "Of course…you never fail me, Nathan-chan."
He held me tighter,
pushing me back to the bed and cradling my head as he laid me down. Grinning, I
turned him over onto HIS back and perched myself atop his waist.
"Taka-chan?" he said, looking up at my face uncertainly.
"It is my turn to
pleasure you now, koishii. Now…let your doubts
fade."
"…Taka." His
gorgeous eyes penetrated mine. I was rather taken by surprise with his
intentness, as well as the lack of the honorific.
"I do not care, and
nor do I pay attention to what is proper anymore, Nathan-chan…I
want to do this."
He was silent for a
moment or two, then nodded, closed his eyes and laid back. Pulling my hair
back, I leaned down onto his body and took his lips into mine. I felt his
hardness brush against my thigh as we shared that intimate moment together, so
I decided to tend to it. Crouching down over his manhood, I first took it into
my hands and stroked it lightly, rather astonished by the size. He bucked off
of the futon and grunted, silently asking for more. I was amazed that I had
this sort of effect on him, and made to go even further. Releasing his manhood
from my grasp, I instead licked it, and sucked gently and tentatively on the
tip.
He was moaning deeply
from within his throat, and his hands were clenched in my hair, pulling me
closer in. I took more of it into my mouth, loving the taste of him.
"Taka-chan…" He whispered softly, as if it were sacred. I
was beaming to know that I was able to pleasure him just as he had pleasured
me. His moans intensified with every lick, and every second. A small amount of
a liquid flowed into my mouth through him. It was his essence, the taste that
so personified him. Then a liberal amount of the same liquid flowed out as he
moaned loudly once more. I licked my lips and he leaned forth to kiss me (I
could still taste myself upon his lips…I wondered if he could taste himself
upon mine…?).
Our kiss became more and
more heated as he resumed his position atop me, caressing my skin ever so lightly as we shared one another's lips.
"Taka-chan, I know you have done this before and…I know who you
have done it with. You are of a mind to do this without guilt?" he
whispered into my ear.
Somewhat fearful but
very sure, I nodded decisively as he moved into my arms and took me into his.
"Are you sure, my
love?" He found my gaze. “This might hurt more than your first time,
Taka-chan. You’re prepared?”
"I am," I
replied as I braced myself for the pain soon to come.
He found my entrance and
gingerly pushed himself in, lowering his head into the crook of my neck with a
choked sigh; it really did not seem so bad. Then there came a sharp, searing
pain that felt as if it would tear me in two. Two tears escaped my eyes, and
Nathan reached out and wiped them away, resting his hand against my cheek.
"I know it hurts,
Taka…I know. But I will ease my way onward, and it will get better."
I nodded, and pulled him
into a tender embrace. He began to make love to me again, with slow thrusts.
The faintest moan
tumbled forth from both our lips as we moved in unison, his pace growing
faster. And all throughout this sluggish rhythm, I was starting to feel a very
powerful sensation surge inside of me. This feeling…it was shockingly intense.
A throbbing began to develop in my nether region as I arched myself into him,
silently pleading for him to go faster. And so he did. I could feel the heat
emanating from his body as he softly cupped my rear and lifted my hips up, and
pushed further and with rapid precision.
I found that I could not
stop myself from crying out; he was unleashing a passion and pleasure in me
that I had never known. I moaned fiercely as he continued to thrust quicker and
harder, getting upon his knees and tightly gripping my waist.
"Nathan-chan," I uttered in an amorous whisper," I—I
can't…OH…"
He understood the words
etched upon my face and heart: I love you.
"I love you too,
Taka," Nathan whispered as he leaned over and thrust himself into me at
the hilt. I cried out in ecstasy; oh, the feeling…it was beyond any word or
phrase…it was truly euphoric. I spread open my thighs just a bit as Nathan made
to go even faster, the sweat dripping from his brow and chin—this man was completely
in control of me.
A strong wave of emotion
swept over me, signaling that something was to come. My eyes widened as an
overwhelming sense of climactic passion pulsed through me, and I shot up into
his arms as he grasped my hips tighter and tighter, moving me ever so quickly
atop his waist.
"Taka," he
moaned with sensuousness hanging from his voice, "TAKA."
Nathan held me tighter
and moved with more drive than ever.
"Oh," I
moaned, "Nathan-chan…”
He slid his fingers into
my hair and passionately sunk his teeth against my neck, pounding harder and
harder.
“Scream a little louder,
my love,” were the darkly sensual words Nathan seethed to me, punctuating them
with deep, purposeful snaps of his hips.
I bit my lip and
clenched his shoulders so viciously my nails entered his skin.
“N-Nathan-cha—“
“Louder, koishii…louder!”
He reached down to tweak
me between his masterful fingers, and I shrieked his name to the heavens.
“Nathan, OH—OH, NATHANNN!"
And suddenly, I was no
longer in his arms, but somewhere among the stars, my soul completely free of
mind and unaware of anything but the feeling. Several seconds of darkness
passed before my love came into view, laying against my shoulder and panting,
trying to regain the breath that climax coveted.
I hugged him closer,
cradling his head in my arms as I leaned back against the thin but sturdy
shoji, his warm breath against my chest. Nathan then brought his lips to mine,
but soon stopped as he saw that I was exhausted.
"You are tired,
Taka," and with that he gently laid me back upon the futon, pulled the
sheets about us and let me rest upon him.
...Seconds of
peacefulness and moments of content went by as we lay locked in that beautiful
embrace, his arms tucked around my waist and lower back.
“You are skilled in
making love,” I finally said to rupture the silence, but I regretted its idiocy
once I uttered it.
It was a significant
while before Nathan decided to respond. Then, with a stir and a deep sigh, he
answered, “A skill that would have gone to waste if I had never met you. And it…it
would not have been the only thing.”
I glanced at him out of
the corner of my eye to see the solemn expression that accompanied such heavy
words.
“I spent so many
countless nights wishing for something more in the violent stretch of my life.
Every passing day felt like torture.,” he spoke
quietly.
I nestled against him,
cheek against his strong shoulder, until I felt some foreign moisture seeping
into my hair.
“Nathan-chan, my hair is w—“
And as I drew myself up
onto one arm, I looked down into his rugged face to see two trails of tears
burning down. Their bitterness was unspoken, his pain lucid as the crystalline
drops it created. I did not know what to do or say.
His hazel eyes opened
but his gaze avoided mine, as if the demons were his burden to bear alone: away
from judgment.
“I…I lived in fear that
the darkness that raged inside of me will come back. And that relapse terrified
me more than anything. I’ve fought so much to keep it at bay. But that came to an
end at some point.”
“When did it finally begin
to go away…?”
Glassy eyes like the
ocean waves regained focus and observed me gently.
“As soon as I saw you
there…at the spring.” He smiled wearily. “How
beautiful you were, and are, Taka. If you could only see yourself as I did.”
I put my hand to my
mouth and sniffled, tears escaping me as well.
He continued, “I had
never seen something so gorgeous in the years I walked the earth. I couldn’t think. Speak. The words that I said to
you before I left took an eternity to
string together.”
By this point I was
crying noticeably.
“I knew then that, I had
fallen in love with you. The realization created a peace in my soul that
remains there still. And every day I spend with you, it grows.”
The sobs kept coming, wracking
my body with such vigor that speech was unachievable. His callous fingers found
my face and cupped it gently before brushing my sadness away. I kissed his hand
and all but threw myself onto him in an emotional tangle of an embrace.
“I loved you too…I LOVE
you too. Your presence calms me in a way Hirotaro’s
never did. And I am no longer afraid to say that since that same day, I never
wanted you to leave my side again.”
Nathan’s arms, which
were lax around me in hesitation at first, tightened as if I were the only
anchor on Earth to keep him tethered.
“Thank you,” he
whispered, leaning up to press trembling lips against my own. “In so many more ways than one.”
Hirotaro was never one to reveal his emotions to anyone, not even our own
children. He once beat Higen with a shinai for crying when a boy struck him on his finger during
a sparring match. And it was from him that I always hated showing any sort of
catharsis or inner feeling; too scared was I of reprimand or criticism.
But here Nathan was,
deconstructing the shield that he built around himself and holding me while I
took down my own—CONSOLING me. And I knew then what he was and Hirotaro was not: a real man. For only a true man could
show his heart so fearlessly and love me for doing the same in return.
“Mmmm,”
I sighed as he rubbed my back in languid circles. “Calming.”
"So, now do you
feel that our love is complete?"
I blushed. "Nathan-chan, I never said that it was not."
"Oh, but you were
thinking that, weren’t you?"
I blushed more, but couldn't suppress a grin;
my love knew me quite well. His face softened more, and his exotic eyes
regarded me lovingly.
"I look forward to
making love to you again."
"Now?" I replied in incredulity. I didn't know if I could withstand such
a session again…
“What if Higen and Magojiro wake? I am
surprised they did not come before.”
“In-…haha,
indeed.”
“Imagine if they walked
in!”
Nathan chuckled, then gave into outright laughter at this statement, crinkles
of happiness all over his handsome face.
I was less than amused. “What
is so humorous about what I said?”
“While I was...SERVICING you, Magojiro knocked on the door. I told him that you were
having a nightmare like mine.”
My eyes must have
widened to the size of saucers when Nathan reassured me, “He seemed all but
terrified, but I told him there was no need to worry. And I don’t think now
would be the appropriate time to tell him about the child-conceiving process.”
“But what is funny about
that?!” I lamented in horror.
Nathan ran a hand back
through his hair and cleared his throat heartily.
“That when I was younger I had the misfortune and
stupidity to enter my mother and father’s room during the exact same situation.
And I just made the connection,” he said with mirth in his eyes and voice. “Oh,
to be young…”
His happiness was
contagious, and soon I found myself smiling as well. I would explain to Magojiro my “nightmare” in the morning.
“I know it is not
customary of Japanese women to negotiate such things but, perhaps we could have
a ‘rematch’ of sorts,” were the unbelievably minx-like words that came out of
me.
Nathan stared pointedly.
Was that lust or indignation? Before I could retract what I had said he smirked
at me and pulled me down to him, cloaking us with the sheets.
A soft moan broke the
stillness of the morning air…
~終わり~
End
Author's Notes: I really liked the ambiguous love
between these two characters in The Last Samurai and set out to make their relationship
substantial. It may seem mushy, I know, but I'm a sucker for romance. Hope you
enjoyed!
~Fanatic For Fanfiction
P.S. A real mood-setter for this was 'Way of Life'
by Hans Zimmer on the official soundtrack. =)
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