Boushin's Dream
[timeline: sometime after Otherworld 5]
I was given the task of being his personal bodyguard. My life for his. My body would stand between his and danger. I had taken the assignment gladly, for he was my Emperor, my liege. But there was also another reason. He was beautiful.
I remember the first time I ever saw Boushin, when he was crowned Emperor, only a young man of sixteen. He looked so much like his father, the beautiful Hotohori, that my heart stopped its beat when I saw him.
I never expected to be this close to him. He was Emperor and I was only one of many palace guards. Besides, of what interest would I be for him? And then a miracle happened; he took Toya as a lover. He was like I was, preferring men to women. My heart soared with joy when I heard the news. I envied Toya, the slender Ice Demon who shared my Emperor's bed, but also was glad that Boushin was happy. Until that terrible day when Toya was murdered and my beautiful Emperor's heart was rent into pieces with the pain of his loss. How I wanted to comfort him, to hold him, but instead the wicked Kamella, the Empress that had been forced upon him, held him and murmured endearments to him. I watched when she brought Baile to live with her and I knew that he was being used to keep the Emperor in her bed. I hated her! Why couldn't they see how evil she was? But I was wrong -- they did see it and finally proof was found. Krulle was executed for Toya's murder and Kamella exiled.
And my Emperor was alone again. He was only 23.
Then I was given the post of his bodyguard, my captain telling me that I must protect him with my life if need be. I did not need orders to do that -- I would have gladly put myself in any sword's path for my Emperor. For my beautiful Boushin.
I was standing outside of his bedroom door, at my post, when I heard a cry from behind the door and rushed inside. He was dreaming and had cried out in his sleep. My heart stopped beating as I gazed on the countenance of my Emperor, spread out in all his glory before me. Long black hair spread across the bedding like tendrils of black silk and his fair skin was like satin. But it was what was in the center that I stared at. Heavy, well-rounded balls lifted between his legs and a strong stout penis rested upon them. It would give so much pleasure upon its entry!
My own groin responded and I could feel the heat spreading. I was afraid to move, torn between not wanting to wake him and not wanting to leave this wonderful sight. Oh, to touch that skin! To kiss those full lips! To suck those perfect orbs! And to receive that wonderful penis! I could almost feel myself stretching as his girth pushed inside. "Oh!" I whimpered, unable to keep still any longer. "My perfect Emperor!"
Amber eyes opened and looked into my eyes and I blushed red. I had awakened him. I crashed to my knees. "Forgive me, My Lord. I beg your forgiveness."
Boushin looked at me. He did not cover himself nor he did move off the bed. He just looked at me. "You think I'm perfect?"
I reddened even more. He had heard me!
"Answer me!" He commanded with a stern voice.
"My Lord, forgive me." I said almost sobbing. I would be banished! I would be removed from my post!
"You still have not answered me."
I raised my head and looked into his eyes. What I saw in them made me bold. "My Lord, you must know how beautiful you are."
"Your name is Lantis?"
He knew my name! My heart soared with untold joy! "Yes, My Lord."
"You may leave." Boushin told me and I scurried out of the room.
I stood in front of his door, my heart pounding. My Emperor! I had seen him revealed. He was so beautiful. Tonight my dreams would be very sweet indeed! I couldn't wait for my shift to end, so that I could steal away and release my heat with visions of my Emperor. I would pretend that my hands stroked him instead of me.
Several days passed and Boushin never spoke to me; it was as if nothing had ever happened. I followed him wherever he went -- that was my task -- ready to jump in front of any danger. I stood behind him at meetings and at his meals. Two weeks passed and I was again standing in front of the door. I thought I heard my name and entered his room.
Boushin was sound asleep, wrapped around a pillow. Had he said my name in his sleep? That was not possible! Had I just imagined that I had heard my name? Again I stood frozen, staring at my beautiful Lord. I yearned to kneel before him and kiss him. To take him into my hot mouth and suck him until he attained a sweet release. Oh, my Emperor! This time I did not make the mistake of saying it aloud.
But somehow he heard my thoughts and his amber eyes suddenly opened and he caught me staring at him. "Lantis? Why are you in my room again?"
"My Lord." I bowed before him. "I thought I heard my name."
"Your name?"
"I'm sorry. It will not happen again." I turned to leave.
"Stop!" He commanded and I turned back. To my vision, to my love! Oh, yes, my love! I had fallen in love with him with just that one glance. That one perfect vision. Since then, my hands had touched him many times in my dreams. My mouth had given him much pleasure, but only in my dreams. Only in my wonderful dreams...
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Boushin asked.
"My Lord?" I said, reddening. Was my look conveying my thoughts?
"You once said that I was beautiful."
"My Lord, you are! You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen!" I exclaimed before I could stop myself.
He looked down at himself and then gently touched his penis' head. I thought I would faint. What velvet must be under his fingertips! How I longed to touch it!
"If you could touch me, what would you do?" Boushin asked, still lightly touching himself.
My legs almost gave way completely and I swayed a little, then got control. I went to my knees and bowed deeply, staring at the floor. "My Emperor."
"Answer me!"
I looked up into those amber eyes, and answered him honestly. "I would try to give you as much pleasure as you give me."
"How do I give you pleasure?"
"The memory of you is enough."
"I don't understand." Boushin said with a little frown.
"I pretend that I am touching you when I...." I faltered. These were not things to say to your Emperor.
He looked at me for a long time, as if trying to work out something in his mind. Not once did he cover himself or move off the bed. He lay there completely nude, letting me drink in his perfection.
"Show me what you do."
"My Lord? You want me to touch myself in front of you?" I squeaked in alarm.
"No. I want you to show me how you dream of touching me."
I stared at him uncomprehending his words. What was he saying? To actually touch him? To love him for real? It was too much! Miracles like these do not happen! But I found myself crawling forward to his side, until I was next to his bed. Inches away from his body. I couldn't breathe!!!
"I assume you do not wear your armor?" He asked.
I shook my head vigorously. Oh, what a fool I was! I stood up and moved to a nearby chair and began to take off my armor, laying it on the chair. When I was naked, I stood there hesitant. I was far from his beauty!
"Hurry up!" He said sharply.
I turned around and went quickly to him. I was already a little stiffened and thankfully did not flop all over as I hurried to his side. He smiled a little and I sat on the bed beside him. My hands were trembling violently as I moved to touch him. I lightly touched his hip, which was even more satin smooth than I had imagined. Boushin closed his eyes, for which I was very grateful. It would be easier without his piercing stare.
I stroked the perfect curve of his hip for long minutes, then my fingertips brushed across his nipples, sweet nubs of pale brown flesh. I touched and stroked and they hardened beneath my fingers. I bent down and kissed one, and then the other. And then stroked one while I suckled at the other. My Emperor moaned slightly.
I trailed kisses up to his throat and then along his collarbone and up to his jaw line. Finally, I found his mouth -- his perfect full mouth! -- and crushed it to my own. He kissed me back, his tongue searching for my own, our mouths sealed together for long minutes until we were both breathless. I moved back to his jaw line and then his throat, moving downward to his breast again and then continued downward. I kissed his navel, dipping my tongue inside and swirling it around. I licked at it for many minutes and then finally continued my journey downward.
It stood before me. The main part of my dreams. What his penis did not have in length -- although it was not short in any sense of the word! -- it made up in girth. It would stretch me wide when it entered! I kissed the tip, the tiny mouth at the top of it, and curled my tongue. I put the very tip of my curled tongue inside and licked the inside walls as best as I could. Boushin groaned deeply and when I glanced up, beads of perspiration were forming on his upper lip and forehead.
I trailed wet kisses around his penis and then down its length. Finally I took it into my mouth. I had to open my mouth completely to capture it. My fingers found his heavy balls and I massaged while I sucked. His tip was deep in the back of my throat, but I had long ago trained myself to breathe through my nose and not to gag. As a young soldier, surrounded by only men, I had learned how to please my superiors very quickly.
His hips began to move in time to my fingers, pushing his penis even deeper into my mouth. And sweat was popping to the surface, and in the firelight, his beautiful body glistened. I was hopelessly in love! And I would do anything to please him. I only hoped that what I had learned would give him pleasure.
"Please..." Boushin whispered and I took my mouth away, leaving him wet and slick.
"What do you want me to do? I'll do anything." I said.
He lifted his legs and opened himself completely to me. I hitched in a gasp. I never expected him to reveal himself so completely to me. Beneath his balls -- so heavy, so perfectly round! Oh! I had forgotten to suck them! I would soon remedy that! -- beneath his balls, was a tiny puckered slit. Was he offering me that? No, he was Emperor and I was only a palace guard. Perhaps he would let me kiss it. Perhaps a slip of a tongue....
I bent low and gently parted the alabaster cheeks, revealing a pink puckered mouth. Its entrance was moist and begging to be touched, opening and closing slightly with my Emperor's passion. Had Toya entered him? Did he enjoy the feel of a man inside? Superior officers only took, they never gave! Was it possible?
My mind reeled as I tentatively pressed the tip of my tongue inside, tasting the sour-salt of him. He gave another moan and his hips thrust upward. This new mouth sucked at my tongue and I pushed more inside. As much as I could. I licked it, feeling my own spreading heat. I knew that I was completely erect now, aching for release. But my needs did not matter, only his. My hands found his balls again and I began to massage them. We stayed this way for many minutes, my mouth pressed against him, my tongue delving deep, and my hands working his balls. His body moved steadily, his hips rotating and thrusting, his eyes tightly closed and his mouth open in a pant. Rivers of sweat poured off of him making him shine in the light. He was perfect!
"I need you!" He groaned.
I removed my tongue and lovingly kissed his balls before I spoke. "My Lord?"
He groaned and I took his balls into my mouth, playing them, sucking them, hard then gentle. Nibbling at the orbs inside. He thrashed and pushed his pelvis upward.
"Take me!!!!" He cried.
I couldn't believe my ears. He wanted me to enter him! My whole body trembled as I moved behind him, gently pushing him onto his side and bringing one of his legs up to my chest, opening him for my entrance. I kissed his leg when it got close to my lips. Oh, please, let me give him only pleasure and no pain. Please let me love him as he should be loved! Then I took the slick drops from my weeping penis and applied them to his tiny entrance, slipping my wet fingers inside to coat as much as I could. He gave a little moan when my fingers entered and thrust himself forward, impaling himself onto my fingers. I pushed them in deeper, stroking him inside, and he moved with me.
Finally I deemed him wet enough, and I put my aching penis at his entrance, but then hesitated. This was my Emperor!
Boushin moaned and whispered, "please" to me and I slowly pushed inside, past the ring of muscle which Toya and then Baile had once pushed past.
He stretched around me as I pushed more and more of my length inside. His whole body was pliant -- he knew well how to receive! -- and I felt myself nestle inside of him, my swollen penis completely inside. I was inside of my Emperor! My love! I looked at his face and it was peaceful, enjoying the feel of me. I started my rhythm, slowly at first and then faster and harder. His face showed his building passion and when I came, he pushed against me, impaling my swollen length even deeper inside of himself. Even my dreams never dared to include this!! I stayed inside as long as I could, but all too soon I softened and pulled out which a small wet sound. Glistening trails of what I had given him made their way down his thighs. I looked around for something to clean him off, but he pulled at my arm.
I looked at him and he smiled at me. And sat up. His penis was achingly erect. How could I have forgotten him! I moved quickly to lie on my stomach and lifted my hips. He covered me with his body, his dark hair like a fall of rain over my face. He found my entrance and his broad tip pushed gently against it. Then he gave a little thrust and pushed inside. I gasped as he entered; he was stretching me as wide as possible. But I knew he would. I relaxed as much as I could, trying to make his entry easy. My ring stretched to its fullest and then he was completely inside and my anus relaxed around his girth. I could feel him inside of me, in the very depths of my body, and it felt wonderful! Even if it were only this one night, it would be enough! To have known his body, and to have him inside of mine was sheer heaven!
He pumped inside of me, hard and powerful thrusts, each thrust sending him deeper, and I closed my eyes in the sheer ecstasy of him. Boushin! My beautiful Boushin! He took a long time to release, for which I was grateful. I never wanted him to leave me. If I died right now, with my love deep inside of me, I would be happy for all eternity!
But his thrusts became harder and faster and then he came, flooding me with his gift. My body sucked up his liquid, as if somehow able to keep it treasured inside of me. He pressed in deeply and I could feel his final spasm as he emptied himself. Then his strength gave out completely and he fell across me, pushing me into the bedding. I freed my face so I could breath, but did nothing else. I wanted to keep him inside of me as long as possible.
After a time, he gave a little moan and slipped free and then rolled over, almost asleep. I was unsure of what to do. Surely I was not to stay with him! I stood up and went to my armor. My thighs were sticky, but I didn't care. I wanted him on me as long as possible. Tomorrow I would have to wash it off, but for now, I wanted to feel his presence on my body.
Once dressed I returned to him. Boushin was sound asleep, his lips holding a little smile. I kissed those perfect lips lightly and left him, returning to my place at his door. My heart was so full I thought it would burst. At that moment, I knew I could fly even without wings!
In the morning, I left before he awoke and went to the baths, to wash away his gift, his scent, and I hated doing it. His daytime guard took my place and I spent the whole day dreaming of my beautiful Emperor, remember the feel and taste of him, the way his body felt when I entered it and the way he stretched mine when he pushed inside. My hands gave me small comfort this time -- they were such a poor excuse for the real thing!
Finally it was nighttime and I accompanied him to his dinner meal, listening to small talk between him and the Queen. He did not say a word to me, but then I did not expect him to. Last night was a one-time-only thing and I understood and excepted that. And was grateful for that one precious night.
Later, after he retired, I stood at his door. And thought I heard my name called. But I knew it was only my hopeful heart playing tricks. Then I heard it louder. This was not a trick. The Emperor was calling me. Was he hurt? Had I failed at my duty? In a panic, I rushed inside.
He was sitting on his bed, legs spread wide, his penis at attention. He was so beautiful my heart ached to see him.
Those piercing eyes of his found mine and he smiled. "From now on, you will protect me from inside this room, not outside at the door."
I bowed. "My Emperor." A small smile touched my lips.
"And in this room, you will not wear your armor."
"Yes, My Lord." My smile grew wider.
"Now, undress and come to me! Your Emperor has need of you, Lantis. Much need!"
I tore off my armor in seconds, leaving it thrown across the chair and rushed to his side. My hungry mouth found his. "I love you, my Lord."
"That would sound so much better if you called me Boushin."
I looked into his eyes and smiled, "I love you, Boushin."
He sighed with happiness and I wrapped my arms around him. Yes, my Love, I would protect you with my life. And I would love you forever. My beautiful Emperor -- my beautiful Boushin!