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An Eternal Love, by Ikita

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~5300 words, ~30 minutes of reading

One step after another. The ground was wet, drowned by a whole night of rain. My footpaws were full of mud, which were even covering my foot bandages. Azirou and I had been walking on this road for days, without real rest but sleeping under the trees. My fur was damp, and I felt so cold.

“What were we doing here again?" I thought. Mission for Inari could be so annoying sometimes, but the world was needing positive forces in current times. We are kitsunes, foxes under the command of an Inari council. Our role was to make sure everything went well, killing malevolent yokais, being diplomats and advisors. This time, we would spy a war reunion between clans and make us pass for a delegation from a potentially interested clan.

“Nishiki, can you speed up?" Azirou asked me, stopping the flow of my thoughts. “You're so slow I will die before even had the chance to cum in your ass."

“Always subtle I see," I huffed quietly.

Clouds were still covering the sky, these floating monsters deploying their threatening shadows on the valley. The peasants were working in the rice fields, preparing the new cycle of seasons. Strangely, the plains were serene; the war hadn't ravaged these lands, it seemed.

“I will be happy when we'll finish with this mission." I breathed in annoyance. “It sounds so easy, and we've walked so far away from our sector."

“You do know the council wouldn't send us here for nothing, Nish."

He deployed his long hair in the hair to fix them, as beautiful as always. Along his slim body and his androgynous face, Azirou was the most precious treasure of the Nippon, way more than the Three Relics. His blazing fur was burning as much as the garnets which were staring at me imperiously, commanding me to progress faster.

On the opposite, I was a simple dark grey fox with eyes as blue and clear as the sea. I was more a thinker than a fighter, but we were a great team, adventurous, skilful, fucking sexy, and finally, we were loving each other like hell. We couldn't pass a day without making love somewhere, in various situations, sometimes very questionable, like this time behind a shrine during a day of procession.

As the sun was about to find his sleep, covering the lands with its reddish blanket, we me the gates of the cities we were traveling for. The scent of the air was so awful we could smell is way before seeing the buildings. Long rows of corpses were covered with stained tissues all along the road, unloaded from wains. Samurais, peasants, all were equally waiting in peace for their funerals. The war spread to these lands too in the end, in one the worse way; a mother was crying on a body way too small to have been able to fight.

We said nothing and continued our walk to the gates. The dog guards noticed us and curtsied in sight. As we were in samurai disguise for this mission, in the attire of a noble clan, the interactions were way easier and few question were asked, despite their snoots sniffing too close. One of them knew about the reunion and the guard proposed to us an onsen next to the city for a night of rest.

We looked sensually at each other, smiling as we had the same thoughts.

Hidden away behind a bunch of moss-covered rocks, the onsen looked being stuck in another world. The forest of the mountain was wrapping its walls like a mother cuddled her cub. Mist was everywhere giving a mystical vibe to the wooden cabins. I wouldn't even be surprised that a few Kappas or monkey spirits were living here, overseeing this temple of quietness.

“I can feel the warmth of the bath from here." I declared, eyes closed, inhaling the relaxing smell of the water and perfumes.

Azirou showed me a soft expression mixing love and seduction. His gaze was speaking for itself, and I was surely sharing the same one. The mission, as easy as it could be, was still stressing, a bit of romance and fun was appreciated.

I followed my mate and stepping on the wooden floor of the building. We cleaned our footpaws with a little basin and entered, out claws scratching loudly on the wood, breaking the relative silence.

A young cat lady made us visit the establishment and attributed us a common room reserved to the samurai and the lords. Two futon was carefully prepared in the centre of the room, with a table between them. Sake was already available, and a meal was proposed: rice and fish. Simple, we accepted and asked for more dishes against payment. A private bath for the room was free to use. In other words, the night would be soft and hot.

We put our packages in a corner and removed our armours.

“Ah… Finally, we can get some rest!" Azirou shouted, falling nonchalantly on a futon.

I laid down with him, sticking my body to him in nice embrace.

“We won't need the second bed, I think." I said, licking his cheek.

“I don't think too." He wrapped me with his arms, resting together for several minutes.

His red fur was soft and warm. Stress and tension left me, staying at the door of the room. I kissed his chin in a gentle move. Azirou bowed to take the cups and filled them with sake to share them to each other naturally, without leaving the other's eyes.

We took our time to discuss casually, flirting like young lovers all the evening while sharing touches and caresses until the dinner was served. Laughs could surely be audible from outside when we fed each other, licking fingers and claws sensually.

When we finished eating, I was sitting on his lip, kissing him passionately, my clothes half removed. Our sexes were already caressing each other. Azirou them and masturbated us with care as our tongues were meeting.

“What if we enjoyed the bath before, my love?" I asked to him.

“Great idea." He answered with a kiss on my neck, before biting with affection.

I huffed with a satisfied smile, and we finished to undress before joining the hot spring. We cleaned each other playfully, still aroused, rubbing each part of our fur and paws, taking a delightful pleasure in feeling each part of us, even the most private ones.

As the sunset was ending, we laid down in the water, resting our back on the edge to enjoy our bodies within our arms. I sniffed his neck as he was stroking my chest. Our legs were crossing and our tail twirling. Despite the arousal rising and the will to make love together, the exhaustion caught us. The warmth of the batch and the one we shared were a blanket embracing us in a safe haven. Our eyes closed, and we felt asleep without noticing, indulging in a simple loving happiness.

As I was drowning in my slumber, I dreamed about far foreign lands. Snow was covering the mountains and the trees, and I was walking with woods in my arms. I was joining my hut with joy, knowing my love would be waiting for me. He was there, resplendent, training as always. He dropped his swords and bounced on me, kissing me as if it was the first day we met after weeks. Love and pleasure were invading me as our embrace became cuddles. The pleasure was so high that I woke up.

It was dark; the birthing moon was already in the sky, the dawn sunrays fading, wrapped by the nocturnal veil. I moaned of pleasure, noticing that Azirou wasn't in my arms anymore but in the water, in front of eyes, diving his eyes in mine as he was taking care of my maleness. His lips were circling it, pressing with care and using his tongue on my entire length. I was ecstatic, letting go myself to this unexpected awakening.

“Fuck, Azirou…" I was huffing, a wide smile on my face.

“An issue, Nish?" He licked my rod with a smirk, flattering my mounts below.

“Not at all…"

I relaxed my body on the rock sit, tilting my head backwards, letting myself moan quietly. Azirou has always been so good with this, knowing exactly what was making me scream, which I did at the moment I felt his fangs on my knot.

“A-ah!" I was struggling to hold it back.

“Shush," He licked my shaft with a playful smirk, “Everyone would hear us. It would be a shame, isn't it?"

I kept my words to myself, always so daring. This game was arousing, I had to confess. The only other words coming out of my muzzle after that were my moans and sexy sounds. My pleasure was building, reaching for my mate's virility with my paw to hear his own. We were about to blow our love when the strong noises of a door opened, and heavy steps resonated in the night.

I turned my ears towards them, trying to keep my focus on my lover's caring.

“Finally, a break!" A deep voice yelled without discretion.

“Hopefully, the others won't need us." This one was younger, barely adult.

“The meeting of the warlords is largely secured; don't worry."

Despite being both on the verge of climax, we stopped our lovemaking. Panting in silence, we listened with attention to these intruders. They tune were clear and firm, and this place was restricted. They were surely samurais, talking about the meeting we went here for. Despite my fangs were clenching from the intense denial, I focused on them. The mission was too important.

“This alliance is so crucial for our lord." The youngest continued. “The last battle has decimated our ranks; we need their weapons and troops to fight the Shimazu."

“Don't worry," the oldest answered, “everything will go fine."

“Do you think all clans has received our last missive?" He asked with obvious worries. “Bringing the war council forwards to this night was a risky move. We can't afford to lose allies in the process."

Azirou and I gasped in the shadows. The council time had changed. Lucky us for me to have insisted on coming sooner for scouting the town. It sounded the meeting hadn't happened yet, but how much time we had left was unknown.

“You should focus on yourself and your family, boy." The veteran was calm, trying to comfort his partner. “I lost my son two weeks ago; try to avoid your parents the same pain and leave these matters to our lord. All will be settled in an hour."

“Fuck." Azirou swore in stress.

“Let's go immediately, not time left." I whispered, standing up to reach the edge of the bath. “I would have preferred spotting the location of the reunion first. Let's hope nothing will happen."

My partner was following me close, slapping my butt, which made me yelped in surprise.

“At least your sword is ready."

We had no time. Once I stepped in the room, I took a tissue to dry myself and put on my clothes. Such an unforeseen event was strange, unless someone was expecting spies or traitors. My erection didn't want to go, which was embarrassing. I was even hearing a certain someone giggling behind without being discreet. I still took time to think, waiting to calm down enough.

“Do you remember our tasks, Azirou?" I asked him to check if we were ready.

“Oh, simple!" He said childishly. “You spy. I talk."

“The mission is a bit more complex…" I sighed, as my sword was slowing sheathing itself.

“Don't worry." He rolled his eyes in exasperation. “I'm a clan lord from the north sent to negotiate. You're my bodyguard and will check the place for my security. As I'm keeping their attention, you fox in the building to find weapons and evidence of the Tokugawa's schemes. Once the meeting end, we leave. Easy!"

“Thank you."

After we finished to dress carefully, we helped each other to wear our samurai armours. Even under pressure, we took our time to do things right and feel each other. The contact of his paws was pleasant, brushing my fur with each piece of gear he was putting in place. We used this opportunity to caress sensually each other, almost forgetting our mission. We still finished in time and left the establishment to walk fast to the town.

The guards at the gates didn't notice us and we went straight to the centre. According to the note the council intercepted, the reunion would take place close to the temple in the south. Exploring the city wasn't easy, a festival filling up the streets with a dancing crowd and stall in any corner. I could see Azirou stressing; he disliked having so many people around. This was a discomfort I was sharing as well, but seeing so much joy and children playing despite all the atrocities running through the Nippon was fascinating.

After half an hour, we finally met our destination. The torii of the temple was impressive, so much that the walls of the town felt fragile in comparison. The place we were looking for was discreet, stuck between both. I was amazed to see how marvellous it was.

The square was full of people, samurai for the most, sitting around tables in the purest traditional way. Fancy female wolves were serving the sake, wearing noble servant attires. Horses were resting in a corner, feasting too in a less honourable way. Between the tables, cherry trees about to blossom were guarding the alleys, watching the guest from above with their arms.

“We're late." Azirou noted.

“Not so much." I pointed towards a group of samurais still dismounting. “We won't be noticed more than the others."

“Let's go then."

We were quickly received by a servant asking us about our clan and origin to warn the lord of the city of our arrival. By a simple glance, we started the mission. Azirou joined the other samurais as I wandered around the place, presenting myself as a bodyguard, as we planned.

After an hour, using my illusion spells to divert too curious busybodies and, with my fox skills, I achieved to find a transaction letter from the Tokugawa and a box of these infamous foreigner weapons. As the mission was already complete, no need to stay more than necessary, so I came back to my partner.

When I was about to join him, I felt something strange, like thunder striking my spine. My eyes, driven by a strange, imperious need, lifted towards a man on the other side of the square. He was a fox, his fur as white and pure the Mount Fuji's snow. His golden eyes were staring at me, crossing mine deeply. The time felt like stopping. Something was… I had a very bad feeling about this, especially as he was wearing the colours of the Tokugawa.

Quickly, I reached Azirou and sat beside him without losing my sight on this guy. He was looking at me with a wide smile, but I could deeply a huge kill intent.

“Have you found something?" He asked me in the dry tune.

“Everything we were looking for with proof," I whispered, taking a cup of sake, to have it filled up again by a young cat servant. “How about you?"

“They are talking about a military alliance to bring the war to the East." He sniffed a sushi before eating it. “At least the food isn't poisoned."

“Let's leave." I was still watching the fox. “Things could go bad if we stay."

My partner checked who I was watching. Squinting his eyes, judging him, he agreed. In a common move, we stood up, and left, asserting a long road. Even if we tried to stay natural, several gazes followed us, but nobody tried to intercept us as we reached the street.

Before drowning in the crowd, I still tried to see once again the strange fox, but I was unable to find him. He just disappeared.

“We'll need to take care of this guy in time." Azirou told me.

“Yeah… He smells like a nogitsune." I sniffed the air. “The air still stinks of his aura. If one of them is helping the Tokugawa and entering in relations with the other clans, we are to expect the worse."

“I would ravage his ass right now." He pushed his words by holding the hilt of his katana.

“Calm down, Azirou." I put my paw on his shoulder. “I know you're strong and that you could take a whole army alone in your Yokai shape, but too much innocent would die from an encounter with this mob. We need to know better about him first and, potentially, his allies. You do know how they can be treacherous."

“Hrm…" I could feel through his aura his frustration and blood boiling. “Maybe the Inari council knows something."

“I'd suspect them to have sent us for this very reason." I turned towards the streets. “It would a lot of sense to this annoying trip."

“We'll ask them." He concluded. “Let's go before anyone else suspect anything."

We crossed the streets in haste, fading like ghosts into the crowd. Using the roofs to ease our path, we took distance from potential nuisance and reached for the castle. It was deserted, but I wasn't surprised with the war casualties and the festivities. With several agile bounces, we climbed on the rooftop to get all the alone time we wanted. Nobody was around or could see us now.

Sitting comfortably on the edge beside each other, I took a breather, which finished in a long, loud yawn.

“Tired?" Azirou asked me, tilting his head.

“Not only…" I pointed my crotch. “I'd take a bed and snuggle you 'til morning. I'm so horny. The thought of the time we had in the bath earlier doesn't leave my mind."

“You can release the tension if you like. I'm going to sleep." He laid down on the tiles, with a lewd grin.

“No thanks." I sighed. “I've got documents to read. You could help."

“Hmm… So sleepy." He overplayed.

I ignored him and took a letter to read it thoroughly. He was staring at me, thinking about the nogitsune, and surely having dirty thoughts. Me too, I had them, but I was concerned by the implications of this discovery. The next months will surely be rough.

“Nishiki. Take a break and let's train together." He proposed as if he was listening to my thoughts.

“Hm?" I was surprised. “Really now?"

“You were thinking all loud, you know." His beautiful eyes were diving into mine, serious. “I agree with you, and we should be ready. I'm stressed, let's fight. A good training will help us think better. We'll think about what to do next tomorrow."

I pondered his words with interest. It's been a while since we trained ourselves. I have tension to release, and this would be a nice way to calm down and tire each other to end the night.

“Okay then." I nodded with a smile.

“Great!"

He turned over, drawing his katana. His armour was featuring well his curves. He was moving his hips in a sexy way I couldn't miss. I was staring at them as I was putting the document in my bag and drew my wakizashi. Our gaze crossed; his androgynous face was magnificent.

Putting a fair distance between us, he took his fight posture when I warmed up hopping before taking my own, ready.

“You're going to cry, foxy boy." He teased me with sharp eyes.

“Make me." I answered with an invitation of my hand.

My brain shutdown to focus only on him despite my guts being aroused by the situation. We stood still a long time, ready to strike at the right moment, when a leaf crossed our sight. My eyes left Azirou to watch it. A huge mistake.

I had only half a second to react as he bounced on my side using Qi. At the very last moment, I parried his strike. Sparks of metal spread in the air between us. His eyes were one of a warrior striking to kill. There was no pity between us, even while training.

I reacted by drawing a kunai to stab his side, but he evaded it on the edge, leaving a mark on his armour. Stepping back, we circled each other, searching an opening, before he rushed again. I threw my kunai at him, and he avoided it again before engaging a new sparring with me. Using my Qi, I ordered my kunai, charmed as well, to come back directly onto his neck. He felt it just at the very moment it would strike and only it cut only a few of his hair.

We kept dancing an hour, our silhouette being shadows in the night. We were panting and smiling, our blood was leaking on the roof. He rushed me one last time. I was about to parry, but he shoved me brutally using his shoulder. My legs tangled with his before I couldn't even react and he felt on top of me in a very embarrassing way.

“God…" I was panting, exhausted and upset. “Why the fuck did you…"

His lips shut my muzzle off, awakening in a fraction of a second all the arousal I was storing. I snuggled him with need and answer the kiss with even more passion. After a long minute, he stopped and gazed at me with love.

“Nishiki, I want you." His eyes were begging with the same strength as mine.

“We both…" I took his paw in mine to caress his fingers. Our bodies were expressing our desire, with clarity to each other.

“There is a tower close." He was huffing in expectation as we were kissing with impatience. “I'm feeling nobody there."

I nodded without words, my breath smoking warmly in the cold air. We weren't needing them anymore.

The guard tower was also deserted. Dust and pieces of old wood littered the floor of the room, where numerous boxes, weapons, and armours where stored. No torches were heating the place, wrapped with the deep cold of the night, the last remnants of the winter.

Ensured we were alone, we removed our armour in haste, kissing each other, driven by a whole day of wait. I was caressing your fur, his cheek, licking his lips as he was gripping my hips, pressing each other in a felicity of lust and need. Each piece of our outfit fell on the floor loudly, covering our moans of pleasure. Our tongues were dancing in our maws, our paws sliding under our clothes, searching the warmth of our love within our fur.

We didn't even finish to undress that our fundoshis felt, ready to love each other, our sexes moisty, expressing their desire to give the other the result of these intoxicating feelings. His paw brushed my sheath as mine cupped his sack, still making out with a huge passion. Our lewd sounds were now for the night, like the chant of birds in the dawn.

I pinned Azirou on the wood wall, holding his handpaw high. Our tongues were licking each other's one, drinking other desire.

“I can't wait more, Azirou." I whispered in his ears in a warm breath.

“Breed me, Nish… All night." He kissed me deeply on these words. “I want to feel your love!"

“I love you so much." I declared, putting all my feelings in these words.

“I love you too…"

I caressed his lower cheeks in a soft gesture, lifting him to rub my sex on his crack. Only a few touches of his love entrance were enough to prepare him with the fruit of my desire, flowing as I was entering him in a long, warm breath in his neck.

“Aaah… Azirou…"

“Aah!"

We were moaning in our fur, in a nirvana we were barely enduring. My thrusts, slow at first, sped up, driven by our aroused voices, sharing this loving lust we were waiting for a long time. My nose, rummaging in his fur, inhaled his delightful trees and lavender scent, mixed with the flagrance of our lovemaking.

I was huffing each time my protuberances hit this skin, my sack bouncing, heavy of this semen I was keeping only for him. The seed of my love I will give entirely tonight again and again until everything was offered. My right paw was feeling his chest sensually lowering until meeting his throbbing manhood after crossing the lands of his body, trembling and convulsing. I felt shivers with his claws and pads drawing my back curves, like a boat of desire sailing to my fox attires.

“Hmm…" A wave of pleasure went through my body like an earthquake once his finger touched my tail.

“Oh Nish…"

His voice was cute. I was licking his licking with eagerness, making love with caring with huge will, my whole sex throbbing as his walls wrapped it tightly with warmth. I could feel his pleasure in each of his touch, his desire through the way he was pulling lovingly my tail, driven me in more arousal intensifying my thrust, building my orgasm.

“Hmph… Hmph…"

We were panting, feeling my release coming as I was cuddling him tightly. Our carnal love was flowing on us, raining of the floor. At the same moment my moans increased, feeling myself coming for my love, Azirou lent on the shelf next to us, shoved me with his footpaw and made me fall onto our clothes behind. My love fluid splattered all around, removed before the point of no return. My eyes stared at my love, diving into his own gaze, seeing me throbbing wetly as he was jerking off before my eyes.

“I said all night, Nish." He laughed playfully. “You're always so impatient with sex."

“Says the one who cum in less than five minutes when he does my ass." I provoked him with an ostensible grin. “Hmph!"

He pushed on my sex with his lower paw in response, making me squirt and almost cum, his pads pressing nicely on my sensitive roundness.

“You cheeky fox." He puffed, before crouching and kissing me passionately, digging in tongue deep in my muzzle.

Without more sexual touches, we made out like this for long minutes, laying down slowly, him sitting on my thighs. He stroked my grey fur, feeling each curve of my torso. Then, without words, only with a glance from him, I followed the order to relax and let him take the lead. He smelled deeply my scent, burying his snoot in my armpit.

“Such a powerful scent, full of lust and love for me." He declared in a soft breath.

I didn't answer, enjoying each second of his caring. His muzzle crossed my chest, licking my fur sensually. He played with my nipples, making me moan again. My paw reached him, squeezing them as he explored my whole body, taking my shaft in hand to stroke it carefully. I couldn't of anything else than him.

I was watching my love, pleasing me without leaving his blazing eyes at any moment. His loosed clothes were featuring divinely his torso, slim and shaped by the numerous battles he fought. Our sexes were almost touching, both leaking, our fluids mixing on my belly. I bowed to kiss again, holding his head as my other paw, leaving his, met his rod to share the same pleasure together.

“You don't imagine how much I love you." I declared to him, massing his sex softly.

“I love you more, Nish." His paw was increasing in speed, caressing my sack at the same time.

“Ahh… I'm getting close again…" I huffed close to his maw, feeling his own warm breath strong on my nose.

“Me too… Mmmh…!"

We cuddled each other, resting our head on the shoulder of the other. Our testicles were hugging, lifting more and more. I was feeling warmer inside, my heart trying to get out of my chest. I was so in love, so driven by our lovemaking. His fur was so soft under my paw. I was feeling his shivers, each wave of pleasure making him thrill as he was also reaching his climax. The powerful scent of his sweat and love joined mine. Our tails were twirling, our arms pulling us closer.

“Aaah… Azirou!" I screamed in his ears, going through the edge.

“Nishiki! Aaah!"

The time was like suspended. Everything went blurry, inexistent to my senses. My only universe was him, and only him. My love exploded, translating into a carnal awakening, transcending my feelings to another plan of emotion. Waves of ecstasy roaming my flesh, teared apart by this blast of love and pleasure rampaging on each other.

Azirou collapsed on me. I was unable to think anymore. I embraced him, feeling us falling asleep another time. We let this veil taking us, entering another world.

“I love you." I whispered.

“Me too." He breathed.

Our last words were fading as our souls met in our dreams.

The warm sunrays of the dawn woke up. I was still wrapped in the pleasant feelings of the last night. Azirou was resting next to me. He was so quiet, smiling widely in his sleep. I caressed his soft black hair, uncovering his face and ears, revealing his divine beauty. He was my treasure, the one I wanted to devote for forevermore. I took our clothes and covered him to protect him from the fresh air of the morning. Seeing him squeezing against his snoot to smell pulled a quiet laugh from me. Azirou always tells he's ferocious, but he was a cute bean to my eyes. Even more, he was my lover, my saviour.

Slowly, I stood up, trying to avoid making any noise to reach the windows and the roof of the castle. The weather was clear, without any cloud. Despite the air being cold, I welcomed the warmth of the sun of my nude body, siting of the edge of the tower tiles.

“What a night!" I said to myself, feeling joyful as rarely before.

I was admiring the town and the smoke of fires rising if the sky. The population has stopped feasting, the festival now ending. Citizens were removing the stalls, discussing, laughing, staying innocent to the reality of the war. Like me, they forgot for a night the harsh world we lived in.

Yawning, I laid down on the wood barrier and watched the sky. Two birds were circling above me, flying under the sole could roaming the great stretch now cleared from the stars. Arms crossed behind my head, letting my fur brushed by the breeze, my eyes stared at them. They were hawks, maybe a couple, dancing together above the town. Sometimes, their flight made them look embracing each other, touching their wings from the very tip. They were like butterflies processing in a field of flowers.

I thought about my past, how Azirou saved me long ago. A lot had happened since we worked together for the Inari council. Melancholy went through my mind, realizing how much I didn't deserve him. I was so grateful to have him. So, seeing this winged couple about to leave, I made a wish, hoping they will bring my message to the gods.

I pronounced these few words, my message, my oath.

“No matter life will give us, no matter will be our trials, our pain, may our love survive the flow of time and our death. I will cherish you for eternity, even to the price of my soul. I love you, my eternal lover. May the god witnesses us until the end of time."