Vara and the Red Dragon
[timeline: unknown] Chapter 8
Vara found Tekken the next morning. He had fallen asleep curled in a tight ball on the floor in the darkest corner of his room. She pulled him out of his curled position and into her lap. He woke up groggily with every muscle aching because of the hard floor and cramped position of his sleep. She kissed his forehead and brushed away the hair from his face.
"My poor Bobcat," she whispered, "My poor Tekken."
He gave a little whimper and couldn't make up his mind whether he wanted to flee again or burrow into her arms even more. "I could feel it -- every time you made love to him, every moment of passion. It hurt so much! I wish I had never asked to be bound to you!" he said miserably.
"Please don't say that! I would not survive with you."
"You have Kyo now."
"It is not the same." Vara stopped, trying to find the right words so that he would understand, "I wanted to be with Kyo ever since I first saw him. But that's all it is, sex and passion, but there is no love for either of us. Tekken, I love you. And you are the only one I love. I am fond of Souten and Toyna, but I love only you. You made me feel things that I never thought possible. You made me a woman."
"You won't see him again?" Tekken asked, a glimmer of hope emerging with her words.
"Don't ask me that."
"Even knowing how much it hurts me? How can you say you love me and do this to me?"
"I was meant to have many males. It is in my nature. If my power worked on Kyo, you would not be feeling this way. You must learn to accept this, because I will not give him up and you cannot refuse me." Vara told him bluntly.
Tekken cringed under her words, hating himself for feeling this way. He didn't know whether it was the power of the binding or the power of his love that made him act so foolish and weak. He who had known hundreds of females was now acting like a lovesick boy over a woman!
Vara stood up and offered her hand. He took it reluctantly and stood up next to her. She led him into the bathroom. "Let's get you cleaned up," she said and began to undress him. Throwing off her own clothes, she moved him into the bathing pool and took a handful of soap flakes. Lathering them up, she began to wash him. First, she pushed him under the waterfall and washed his hair. After pulling him out from the waterfall and wringing out as much water as she could from his long hair, she began to wash his body.
Tekken stood there, eyes closed, loving the feel of her hands. Just that she was with him was enough; it would have to be -- like she said, he had no other choice. She washed every curve, every crevice, every indentation on his body, slowly and sensually moving her hands over his body. Without wanting it to happen, because he was still angry at her, his body began to respond. She smiled and began to wash certain areas again, soaping her hands first, then sliding them over a stiffening penis. He couldn't prevent a little moan from escaping -- it felt so good! She moved him so that he was sitting on the edge and laid him down on a towel, with his legs and feet still in the warm water. Then she took his balls in her hands, soaping them up, then reached further behind and gently pressed soapy fingers into him. He gave a gasping sob as she pushed them in deeper and deeper. Her other hand was curled around his hard length, and she slowly moved it up and down in tempo to the in and out movement of her fingers.
Tekken finally let himself relax and let his Queen do whatever she wanted to with his body. He was completely hers and she knew it. Tekken was just beginning to understand just how much control she had over him and it was frightening, but at the same time, wonderful. To belong so completely to another person. This feeling was worth having to share her -- even with Kyo.
When he was close to his release, she pulled him back into the water and straddled his slim hips, pushing herself on to him. He took her breasts in his hands and kissed them, then sucked them, as she rode him. She braced her hands on his shoulders and they moved together, going inexorably towards their climax. Together they reached it and he leaned his head between her breasts as he pushed deep inside, draining himself.
With her Bobcat still deep inside, just beginning to soften, Vara looked into his eyes, "I love you, Tekken, and only you. Please let that be enough. Please."
"As long as I can be with you like this, it is."
"Then I promise I will be with you part of every day. I swear it."
As the months passed, Tekken found that sharing was not going to be so hard after all. Kyo soon got bored with the routine of the Palace and went for a trip "to see the sights," as he put it. He was gone for several months, then he returned and stayed a couple of months but soon got bored again and left for another few months. This became his pattern and one that Tekken was very pleased about. The younger males, Souten and Toyna, also were bored with the inactivity of the Palace and often traveled throughout Suzaku together, on the pretext of watching over the lands. Tekken began to realize that Vara was going to be his alone most of the time. He stood behind her in the garden as she watched the sunset, his arms wrapped protectively around her shoulders. "My beautiful Queen," he murmured in her ear, "How my life has changed since I met you!"
"No regrets?"
"Not one!" he said as he took her in his arms, "Not a single one!"