Fruits Basket Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Slayers Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Pimperella Da Pimptress ❯ Chapter Three. . . -_- ( Chapter 3 )

DiScLaImEr: I don't own any of the anime featured in this chapter.

A/N: I'd like to dedicate this chapter to SailorDark. I know you read my first fic, Da Luau, and I hoped you enjoy it. I just want to ask for your forgiveness if your OC, Mnmosyne, isn't all that you wanted her to be, so if you don't like this chapter, E-mail me and I'll edit it. But please, send me the details on what you want edited.

For anyone else who read my fics and want me to do an OC/AC, I will, but please tell me what your OC looks like, and acts like. Send it to me via E-mail at, Flame_Nfire@hotmail.com. Okay? So, basically, all I want is a mini char-bio. Unless you don't care what your OC looks like, or acts like. . . But send in requests!!

Pimperella: *taps her chin* Let's see, so SailorDark wants Kurama in the fic?

I6: *groans*

Pimperella: *glares at I6* Maybe I should throw a rock at her. . . Or an anvil. . .

I6: Wha-

Pimperella: *punches I6 in the face*

I6: Ah!

Pimperella: *grins*

Chapter Three:

Reentrance of the Fox Demon

Kurama was on his hands and knees in front of Pimperella. "Please! I don't want to work for Yu Yu Hakusho! Let me work for you!"

"For me?" Pimperella thought about it. "Hmm. . . Why should I hire you?"

"Because- Because-" Kurama wanted to know why he was even trying to.

All he remembered was a few weeks ago, he had had wild sex with Tohru, who he had heard no word of for the longest time from. Not like he missed her. But, after that, he had the urge to quit Yu Yu Hakusho, and now he wanted to work for The Pimptress.

He hadn't heard of her until he met a monk by the name of Miroku. He told him that if he was looking for work, or a good time, Pimperella was willing to hire beautiful people to work for her. Kurama, who was more than a little proud of the looks he was graced with, decided he would be a shoo in for the job.

But, when the dark haired woman looked at him with surprise, she had nearly flat out refused him.

Now though, she seemed to be easing up. "Oh come on! Let me work for you-"

Pimperella was looking at the computer on her screen.

"Well, well." She said smiling , and ignoring his request. "Someone knows you."

"Who?" He asked.

"That's a secret!" Pimperella smiled.

Kurama made a pout. "Fine. Don't tell me."

"She's the friend of a friend." Pimperella said. "And all I want you to do is make her one happy customer, and you got the job."

Kurama smiled. "Alright then, where do I meet her?"

She glanced at the screen, and with a pen and paper, she wrote down the name of the place, the room number, and gave it to him. "Be good to her." She warned. "She's lookin' for some good lovin'." As if to make him realize his opportunity, she said, "I would have sent Seshomaru, but she requested you."
"Oh." Kurama had heard of the great Lord of the Western Lands, and he had heard a great deal that when he was bored, he often asked Pimperella for work. It paid well, and it gave the man a great deal of happiness to get out of the house to do something. He had also heard of his prowess in bed, and the battle field. Kurama was humbled she had asked him to do it.

He read the paper, and sighed. "That's a far way from here."

"I'll drive you." A young girl appeared.

She had short black hair, and deep blue eyes. "My name's Pan. I'll drive you."
Pan? "Hiei's girl friend?" Kurama asked.

Pan smiled. "When I see him."

"Oh."

He left, Pimperella watching him out the door.

She sat at her computer, and typed in a message, and sent it pronto. She then made a quick call, and said to the person on the other line where Kurama intended to meet her, and if she could find the place okay.

With that deal secured, Pimperella gathered her purse, and walked out the door.

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Kurama barely got to look at the woman before she leapt on him, her lips smashing into his, her tongue possessing his mouth in a feverish kiss. His arms grabbed hold of her while her weight knocked him into the door. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her naked pussy grinding against his clothed hard on.

Kurama pushed the girl's lips off of his, and took a good look at her.

Silver white hair that shined in the lamp light, and smoky blue eyes peering up from a heart shaped face. Her lips were eager as her tongue dragged lazily across them. Her soft flesh was already bare to him, and his fingers itched as they caressed her skin.

"My name's Kurama." He said. "In the throes of ecstasy I'd rather have you call me Kurama than 'Lover'."

The girl nodded. "I'm Mnmosyne, now hurry up and sex me!"

She leapt from his arms, and dragged his pants to his feet. He cried out when her lips boldly pulled his cock into her mouth. Her eyes stared up at him as her head bobbed, his cock going down her throat, then out until only the head of his dick was in her mouth, then it went down once more.

Kurama thrust his hand into her hair, and rocked his hips with her movement. Soon, her head didn't move at all, his hips thrust in and out of her mouth. "Mnmosyne!" He groaned as his cum shot into her mouth, burning her throat as it went.

She stood up, her hands massaging his balls as she smiled coyly at him. "Kurama," She whispered. She licked her lips, and pushed him down to the floor. "Are you hungry?"

"I just had an onigiri," He said breathlessly. "But I am famished." he grinned when she offered her generous breast.

He licked the sensitive nipple, his tongue rubbing across before spinning around the areola. She held his dick up, and sat on it as she leaned over and allowed him to tease her nipple, her other hand playing with the neglected one.

She began to bounce on him, rolling her hips around as she lifted herself, then dropped herself. A piercing pleasure began to build in her, her panting more frequent a Kurama pulled her entire nipple into her mouth, and playing with her ass.

Mnmosyne waited as the demon slowly penetrated her the first time. His two fingers in her ass, his dick in her pussy. She gasped and reveled in the feel of double. But, because it was his fingers, she wasn't fully happy. Just satisfied.

As he toyed with her breast, she rolled, and dropped onto his staff, and screamed his name when she came, her juices squirting on him.

His hand never left her ass as he wiggled them into her.

Then, she got up, pulled his fingers out of her ass and sat on him.

His upright jolly fellow happily went into the new entrance of Mnmosyne.

She began to move again, pulling his hands to her breast as she bounced on him, the juices from her earlier session making her slick, hot, and tight.

Kurama growled in satisfaction as he thrust upwards, his hands traveling down to help her move her hips.

Mnmosyne knew he was smart, then why the hell didn't he keep his hands on her breast!? She shouted the question a scant second before his fingers began to play wit her pearl. "Yes! Kurama!!"

She placed her hands on her tits as she felt the wave coming upon her. It crashed, and she wiped out with a smile on her face.

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Pimperella and her guest waited in the room beside Kurama's. She heard his customer's cries of ecstasy, and smiled. He was obviously doing a good job.

But, would she give it to him? She hadn't done anything to him, or Mnmosyne in this chapter.

Unless. . . Did she want to give Mnmosyne, Kurama?

Now that was something she had to think about!
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A/N: There SailorDark!

Now, the rest of you decide Kurama's fate! It will be mentioned in later chapters, of course! If anyone else wants him, he's gonna be a man ho!