A Tale of Two Foxes: (Kogitsune X Mikazuki)

A Tale of Two Foxes - Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

Kogitsune searched the woods for Mikazuki. He'd watched the male follow the black fox into the trees, but had lost sight of him in the overgrowth. Fear churned in the pit of Kogitsune's belly. Fear of what he might find if he arrived too late. It was his fear that spurred him on as he raced through the forest.

He'd warned Mikazuki about seeing Kuroi again, but he knew the male wouldn't be able to stay away. It was the reason he'd shared his concerns with Saniwa-sama. Kogitsune trusted his Master to handle the situation, but that didn't mean he wouldn't do his part as well. Someone needed to protect Mikazuki from this rouge fox spirit, and there was no one better suited than him.

All throughout the day Kogitsune's mind swam with thoughts of Mikazuki. He'd woken up early that morning, waiting to see if Mikazuki would make his way to the riverbed. He'd stalked him through the house, watching as Mikazuki made himself a light breakfast, completed his morning chores, and then headed to the bath house to wash up before he joined Tsurumaru for tea.

Kogitsune managed to keep himself in check for most of the morning. It wasn't until Mikazuki entered the bath house that his reserve finally slipped. There wasn't enough restraint in the world to hold back his lust, especially with thoughts of Mikazuki naked and wet in the shower.

He'd had to sneak into an empty shower stall to relieve himself, all while picturing Mikazuki's naked body dripping wet and covered with tiny bubbles. He'd bit his lip so hard to keep from crying out that his mouth had filled with blood.

It was a slow torture, and no matter how many times Kogitsune told himself to turn around and leave, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the stunning Sword. Everything from the way Mikazuki moved, to his facial expressions and hand gestures held Kogitsune captivated. The more he watched, the more obsessed he became.

Worse yet, his fantasies were starting to evolve, going beyond the simple desire for sexual gratification. He wanted to worship Mikazuki, secret him to a place where no one would find them. There he would lock them away, spending eternity exploring the lengths of Mikazuki's exquisite body.

Soon the most ridiculous thoughts were skittering across Kogitsune's mind. Things like, "what the patch of skin just below Mikazuki's collarbone tasted like..." Or, "What sound would he make if Kogitsune feathered kisses along the slender curve of his hip..." Kogitsune licked his lips, his cock twitching as he imagined the feel of his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of Mikazuki's inner thigh...

Kogitsune shook his head violently, clearing his mind of such absurd thoughts. Never in his life had he marked a lover, nor did he want to. It was an act of intimacy that eclipsed sexual intercourse. It was a symbol of commitment and trust; of love and utter devotion. The mark was only given to one's mate, thereby joining the heart, mind and body of two lovers so completely, not even death could part their souls. Needless to say, Kogitsune wouldn't be marking anyone anytime soon.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Kogitsune reminded himself of why he was there. He needed to find Mikazuki before Kuroi did. Chances were, the fox spirit was having similar thoughts, only his ended with Mikazuki's lifeless, soulless body lying broken at his feet.

Despite the growing darkness, Kogitsune spotted the clearing through a gap in the trees. He couldn't explain it, but he knew Mikazuki was there. He jogged to the edge of the tree line, coming to a dead stop when he finally laid eyes on the lost Sword.

Kuroi sat on the ground, Mikazuki's naked body wrapped around his. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss, their bodies grinding together under the light of the pale moon. They made love without care; no thought or concern to where they were or who might stumble upon them.