120. Run out into the gardens.

Jealous/Sloth Chapter 3: A **** to love.

I couldn’t look at them anymore. My long time crush, pale and still, her mother blubbering and crying over her. Azami was many things, but clearly not someone who could **** her own daughter. I simply left her to mourn and decided to just get some fresh air. Something was going on and people were dying. I had to do something, but what?

Walking out of the manor house and out into the gardens I almost immediately ran into Chizu who seemed to be waiting for me. She had a strange look in her eye and I felt obligated to approach her.

She spoke before I did though. "Chizu begs forgiveness. Chizu should not have..."

"No, it's not your fault," I interrupted her. I couldn’t forget what she did with me, and not thinking about how happy she had made me I knew there was only one thing I could do. "There is something evil plaguing this town," I explained as I reached out and grasped her tiny hand. "We need to just go out and leave. Now. Come with me."

"But..." she started as I dragged her behind me, but I knew what her objections would be.

"Azami won't stop us and Natsumi is dead. I’m going to make sure if anyone gets out of this deathtrap it’s you." After that, she followed behind me as we rushed down the hill and right out through town without anyone even questioning why I was leading the foreign **** along. I regretted momentarily not getting any supplies like food or spare clothes for our departure and hoped that Kouki would be alright, but it was too late to turn around now.

I thought we would get away totally unnoticed, but then on the narrow rocky beach isthmus that was our town’s only land connection to the mainland, the strange monk stood blocking our path holding an identical black cube to the one I found in Setsuko’s room. Having just seen it I knew it couldn’t be the same one, so now I was even more curious. Had Setsuko been some kind of a cultist to this creepy monk’s ancient religion?

Before I could think of what to say he spoke loud and clear, "Kenji Matsumoto, it is time to meet your destiny."

"What do you mean my destiny?" I yelled back nervously. I didn’t like the way he said that and had a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. He didn’t move and answered by just held up the small stone box. With a glance back at Chizu I saw she was as unsure with at least twice as much fear as I had. "Stay here," I cautioned and then let go of her hand to approach the monk.

I slowly walked up to stand no more than five feet in front of the white-clad figure, still never having seen his face, and tried to ignore the sinking feeling that something horrible was about to happen. With all the **** recently I couldn’t imagine how much worse it could get, but I had to give him the chance to speak unless I was considering pushing past him, and he was a bit taller than I was. As if he could tell my intentions she said, "You have nothing to fear from me, Kenji."

"Is that so?" I asked without letting down my guard.

"Yes, but I must warn you," he stated his ultimatum. "If you don’t restrain the oni with you then everyone you know and love will be dead before dawn."

I wanted to argue with him, but the revelation that an evil spirit was behind all the deaths seemed to ring so completely true. I wondered how I had missed it before, but the strangeness of my dreams and the horrific deaths now all made sense. "How do I do that?" I asked taking a deep breath and accepting the monk’s help.

"Only love can free her," he answered confusingly. Then he pointed back to Chizu and now somehow I could see she wasn’t alone. Well, she was, but there was a monstrous shadow around her. I didn’t know what kind of magic he was using to reveal it to me, because she didn’t seem to know I could see it, but the demonic presence was unmistakable. "It lives and grows on fear and anger, but honesty and love will weaken it."

"But..." I started, "I don't love Chizu." She was nice and I considered her a friend, but until today never thought about her that way. Even when I woke up in her room and she did those things to me. Besides, she was a foreigner. She'd want to go back to her people.

"Don't you?" the monk asked. "You were ready to leave your home forever, everyone you ever knew to save just her." That was all true, though it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time. Chizu was… I’d really never looked at her like a woman, just a girl, or a ****, or a foreigner. With his accusation, I reevaluated everything I thought I knew about her. The way she made me laugh when we secretly made fun of Azami’s rages, smiled at me every time she saw me with those cute dimples on her cheeks, and how all I could think about now was how much danger she was in.

"Alright, so maybe I might love her," I speculated noncommittally before asking, "What do I do?"

He smiled and replied, "Just do what lovers do." Then he waved his hand and I walked back to Chizu.

"Kenji-san, what is wrong?" she asked. I couldn't see the shadow around her anymore, but I knew that the oni was still riding within her like a parasite.

I gulped nervously. Now looking down at her gentle elfin face and worried violet eyes I knew the truth. I did love Chizu and I would do anything to save her. "I love you Chizu," I confessed and then bent down to kiss her. Her lips were soft and dry, but once I was touching her I couldn't stop. My tongue **** her mouth open to get inside her and I was an animal unleashed. Likewise, her reaction to my kisses was similarly lust; it didn’t make any sense, but we were beyond reason.

Suddenly my hands were pulling at her maid outfit, and she was pulling off my pants. I couldn’t think, all my head told me was that I had to prove my love for her the only way I could, by making love to her. When our mouths weren’t kissing each other they were busy kissing any exposed flesh we could reach, which was increasing as our clothing was discarded all over the rocky beach. Her small almost flat chest was bared and my lips pursed around her hard poky nipples, while she sucked on two of my fingers and stroked my cock.

I got lost in our combined passion and soon my fingers were probing into her juicy wet snatch. Then the next thing I knew her legs were entwining around my back as I lifted her up into me by her tiny little hips. We were kissing again, her exotic twig-like body writhing against mine as womanhood stretched open to accept my upturned prick. He gasped only for a moment before kissing me more desperately as she sank down, ripping her maidenhead away as we became one. Then everything went bright.

It was like the rising full moon had doubled or tripled in brightness and now shone down on us like a spotlight, as if it rose into the sky just to illuminate us since the sun could no longer do keep it up, setting in exhaustion or shame. Time stopped and I knew how amazing and beautiful we were together. There was no one else I could think of, my only desire was to be everything for my lover, to get closer to her, to truly become of one flesh.

I hadn’t even realized I was cuming until Chizu cried out, "Yes! Give seed to Chizu!" She continued to bounce on me just a moment longer, then her womb constricted on my spasming cock, wringing out every drop I had, and I never wanted it to end. Then I had to collapse back down onto my knees, though controlled my descent so Chizu wouldn’t be uncoupled from me as my strength gave out.

My head was swimming and I was dizzy, but then the monk stepped forward and I saw in his hand the cube he held now had changed from stone to glass, and inside it was a beating red heart with shadowy black veins and somehow I knew that it was the oni trapped within it. Then he just covered it and stowed it up inside his large concealing sleeves. "You are free, and now I must go." Then he walked away without another word.

"Wait…" I said and finally moved. Chizu got off of me to lay down in the sand as I stood, but after making sure she was alright the monk was gone. I looked for his footprints in the sand, but then realized there weren’t any. That creeped me out a little, but one look at Chizu’s smiling face and I dismissed it as unimportant. For all, I knew he was an angel or a benevolent spirit, and one didn’t question the fates, especially if they lent you aid. "So, we should really still keep going," I said to the small woman that I’d just mated with.

"Is happy," she grinned and spread her legs wide open for me.

"No, I meant…" I started, but she was just so sexy lying there sweaty and naked squirming in the sand that was sticking to the backs of her arms and legs. The enchanting moonlight along with a slight trickle of my sperm seeping out of her gash made my young libido swell with desire once again. "Fine, but then we need to continue with our journey out of town," I said as I knelt down between her legs and slid my manhood back into her. We didn’t speak again as our breath was only used for moaning and our lips and tongue only for kissing.