Saiunkoku: Ryuuki x Shuurei

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Title: Quizás sí, quizás no (Perhaps Yes, Perhaps No)
Author: toriru4ever
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: smut
Word count: 776
Prompt: Saiunkoku Monogatari, Shuurei/Ryuuki: masturbation - thinking of you wherever you are




Summary: Masturbation fic aka sucky alternative to sex :D
Ryuuki's having hard time coping with Shuurei being gone from the palace ...
He misses her soft warm body but most of all he misses intimacy.
How to cope with solitude and his natural urges without breaking hisself-imposed vows of abstinence ?




Temptation is everywhere he looks. Even his own trusted friend and loyal servant, Ran Shuuei, enjoys mocking his foolish attempts of resisting what most men considered vital as the very air they breathed: SEX. It certainly isn't a lack of available bed partners that prevented him from partaking in the carnal pleasures of the flesh. As Emperor, he can bed as many women or men as his heart desired -- except he only wanted one person above all others.

She has been the reason he had kept his harem empty for as long as he could. Even now with the presence of the Ran Princess as the head lady-in-waiting, he steadfastly refuses to succumb to temptation. Not that he hasn't given it a passing thought but he does not want to lose their silent bet. If he took another woman he would lose Shuurei forever. His abstinence is his only trump card in this tortuous waiting game.

Yet a man must find release one way or the other.

It is out of necessity that he had rediscovered the guiltless pleasures of self gratification. Regardless where the act takes place, whether it be his private office or bed chamber, his fantasy always begins the same way: His hands idly stroking long ebony tresses as his lover busies herself, playfully teasing the head of his hardened member with her tongue; then ever so slowly his aching erection is surrounded by the warmth of her throat as she takes him in to the hilt. He leans back with his eyes closed and inhales sharply as his right hand drifts down below his waist towards the tented area beneath his robe. His fingers slides along his swollen shaft and begin a gentle back and forth rhythm sliding the taut foreskin over the sensitive tip. He groans, clenching his fist tightly around his erection as the image changes to him impatiently hoisting the Kou princess onto a desk in the imperial library, a place he had fantasized countless times of ravaging her. Secretly he relishes the excitement of having anyone, perhaps her own father, walk in on them as he thrusts and pounds into the exquisite heat between her soft pale thighs.

Her lustful screams and the wet sounds of their sweat-soaked bodies gliding along each other overwhelms his senses and he unconsciously jerks his hips, mirroring the act in his fantasy. She is now on all fours, flushed face with her cheeks and breasts pressed against the cold floor, hair in total disarray, whimpering and moaning his name as he feeds her his cock with each powerful stroke. His cock remains rock hard just imagining the lewd things he craves to do to Shuurei. He lets out a groan as he continues to fist his erection frantically, desperately seeking release. He can almost taste her sweet musky scent as he imagines himself leaning into her prone body whispering something that causes her to blush.

The mere thought of fucking her in that position is enough to send him over the edge. Ryuuki feels his loins tighten and lets out a strangled growl from his depths as the warmth of his desire floods into his aching hands.

He stares down at his fingers coated in his own semen and closes his eyes briefly imagining what Shuurei’s face would look like covered in his come. A sardonic smiled slowly forms on his lips as he wonders what she'd think of him if she ever found out about her starring roles in his sexual fantasies.

At last it is over as quickly as it had begun yet his semi flaccid member aches painfully for the real thing. There are some nights when not even a hand job would suffice; it is during those moments that he will sometimes entertain thoughts of paying a visit to the sole occupant of his harem. The 13th princess of the Ran Clan is after all easy on the eyes with a great body and large breasts and yes, she does had a vague resemblance to the woman who was the source of his current predicament.

Temptation is a powerful thing but he weighs his options and like always refuses to give in. Giving in would mean giving her the upper hand and losing their bet--and ultimately her.