InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Nightmare ❯ Chapter 1
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By: Yokuraromaru 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.02.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.02.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Work In Progress
Beautiful Nightmare
Warnings: Contains spoilers for Inuyasha: The Final Act and the fourth season of Yu Yu Hakusho. Contains lemon.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho.
Chapter One
Chocolate brown eyes scanned over the desk containing the note and the baseball cap. Her heart clenched painfully as her gaze lingered on the hat—it was the only reminder that she had of Inuyasha’s existence when her pathetic human memory failed to recall him. Simple things like the sound of his voice and his masculine scent seemed to elude her. After all, it had been nine years since she had last seen him. Her eyes stung, and she tried to blink away the liquid that had gathered in them. It wasn’t unusual that she still mourned over him—he was her first love. Whoever knew that your first love would forever have your heart? It was a ridiculous concept, and she expected to be over him after all of this time. Somehow, however, she couldn’t find it in herself to let him go.
An emotionless chuckle escaped from her lips as she wiped her tears away. Inuyasha had probably forgotten all about her, and he was probably living his life happily with someone else. The real question wass: who would he be spending his life with? Kikyo was deceased—for the second time—and Inuyasha didn’t show an interest in anyone else. She dispelled the thought with a shake of her head. It was too painful to think of the love of her life loving someone else.
Kagome put her pillow over her head to block the view of the hat. Every night when she was alone, she would always bathe in her misery. Why couldn’t she be like a normal person and move on? Then again, she wasn’t a normal person. She was twenty-six, unemployed, still living with her mother, and she had the uncommon powers of a priestess. Yeah, she was real freaking normal—a normal failure at life. It was all thanks to Inuyasha that she never moved forward. She never had the time to actually get a job or continue her education after high school because she was always trying to go back to the feudal era. Even if she did find the time to get a job, she couldn’t. She wasn’t in the right mindset, and she always moping around in a depressed state. Her mother had suggested that she seek professional help or at least find a boyfriend to take her mind off of Inuyasha, but she always declined. She would find a way back to Inuyasha, at least that is what she told herself.
After reluctantly removing the pillow from her head, Kagome threw her legs over the edge of the bed. The carpet caressed her bare feet as she made her way to the desk and ran her slender fingers across the piece of paper. A small smile barely graced her features as studied the address. Her grandpa had told her about a very wise and powerful old woman by the name of Genkai. He said if anyone knew anything about a way to get through the well then it would be her because it was rumored that she had vast information about things that were not of this world. She laughed at the irony of the situation. She had never believed anything that her delusional grandpa had said before… not until it came to Inuyasha.
Horror seeped into her pores, causing her breath to hitch. She was becoming crazed. No sane person would believe the lies that her grandpa made up. Her mind was such a mess that she had. No, she would not—could not—continue to be a crazy obsessive person who chased a dream that she could never fulfill. But could she really give up the very reason of her existence? A lone tear trickled down her cheek at the thought. She shook her head—she was so weak, centering her life around a man. Where had her strong, independent self gone? She couldn’t continue to live like this—nine years was enough of her time wasted on him. She needed to abandon the past and leave it where it belonged.
Kagome’s whole body shook from a sob. She knew that she needed to let Inuyasha go for the sake of her well-being, but that didn’t mean that it would be an easy ride.
0-0
A curse tore from Hiei’s lips as an uncomfortable sensation jolted through his body. An ache began to form in the pit of his stomach, and his power cackled dangerously. In response he felt the dragon on his right arm shift in a slow, lazy movement. His fangs elongated to the point where they almost cut his gums, and saliva gathered in his mouth in anticipation.
His journey across the rooftops ceased. His crimson eyes glided to the silver full moon in the sky, and he growled. How could he be stupid enough to travel to the human world in the time of his heat? He usually paid attention to the moon cycles, but he had become careless as of late. Mukuro wasn’t very lenient on allowing vacation time, and when she did permit it, he jumped at the chance to check on his sister’s welfare.
It aggravated him that his timing was poor. Considering where he was in the city, he wouldn’t make it back to the makai in time to satiate his needs, and he refused to press forward until he was within range of Genkai’s temple. He was feral and uncontrollable at this time of the month, and he would be damned if he did anything stupid around his sister.
Given the circumstances, he would have to make due with a human. A scowl fixed on his lips at the thought of having to bed such a weak, worthless creature. He was lucky, however, that he had an alternative for times like this—he could refuse to bed anyone. No sooner did the thought cross his mind did the slight ache in his stomach turn into a full blown wave of pain. It spread from his stomach into the rest of his body, bringing him to his knees on the flat rooftop. His eyes closed, and his face fixed into a grimace. Breath rushed out of his lungs, and he fought the urge to scream—he would not voice his pain! His body quivered from the intensity of it all, and sweat began to emit from his pores.
Minutes passed, and the agony slowly receded. Hiei panted, trying to regain his breath. After a sufficient amount of time, he made it to his shaky feet. Usually it would take hours of ignoring his heat for a wave pain to hit, not seconds. He concluded that this was an abnormal cycle, and his mind tried to calculate when the next wave would hit. He needed to relieve himself, quick.
His former thoughts of refusing to take a partner were long gone, and he removed the bandana from his jagan to scan the area, penetrating through buildings and whatnot. Light blue auras of the city’s occupants were revealed, showing him the location and the actions of the surrounding humans. He frowned in distaste, slowly turning in a full circle. He stopped in surprise when he found a pink aura some distance away at a shrine. It was most definitely human, but it was… different. His curiosity piqued, and his feet started moving before his mind gave them the command.
When he arrived at the shrine, he went around the back where the pink aura resided. He put his bandana back in place and looked through the window. On a small bed was a human female, and at such proximity, he could feel the powers of a… miko? Weren’t mikos extinct? Nevertheless, he proceeded to open the window. Immediately, his senses were assaulted with the raw feeling of the girl’s power and the scent of freesia. He bit back a groan as his body responded, growing hard in his pants. Yes, this girl contained the powers to completely incinerate him, but that added onto the fun. Without further hesitation, he climbed into the window with a smirk on his face.
0-0
Kagome’s miko powers surged through her body, waking her almost instantly. She ignored the constant hum of alarm that her powers tried to convey to her. Throwing a hand over her mouth, she tried to stifle a yawn and looked around the dark room. The cool air from the window blew through the room, sending a shiver down her spine. When did she open the window? Too tired to ponder over the question, she scrambled out of her bed and clumsily made her way over to the window. She closed it with a thud, securing the lock in place. She stood there a moment, taking in the calmness of the beautiful night outside of her window.
Her miko powers licked across her skin again, alerting her to a nearby demon. ‘That’s odd, demons don’t exist in this era. This must be a dream…. Yup, I’m still in my bed asleep. It’s nothing but a dream.’ Kagome was brought out of her thoughts by a presence that seemed to appear out of thin air behind her. How could she have missed such a strong demonic aura? She spun on her heel, coming face to face with crimson eyes. Fear held her tongue as she took in the appearance of her intruder, or at least she tried to. She couldn’t really see much because his body was concealed in the shadows.
The demon took a step forward, revealing his figure in the moonlight that filtered through the window. Kagome tried to take a step back as she took in his features. He was somewhat shorter than her, had black spikey hair, wore a bandana over his forehead, and wore a black cloak. He was—for lack of a better word—beautiful, surreal even. This was definitely a dream—no one could be so ethereal, not even demons… well, except Sesshomaru. Her mouth went dry when she tried to form words. Finally she managed to ask the demon who he was with a cracked voice.
The demon ignored her, saying nothing. Something behind his bandana began glowing, and Kagome forgot why she was afraid in the first place. Suddenly, she found herself falling into those crimson orbs, immobilized by captivation. She was falling with nothing to leverage herself. Yeah, this was definitely a dream.
A small smirk tugged at the edges of Hiei’s mouth as he picked up the girl’s thoughts of this being a dream. If she wanted to believe such a silly thought, then he wouldn’t tell her otherwise. His body clenched in anticipation of another wave of pain, and he knew that he had to satiate his needs, quick. He licked his lips as his eyes ran over the girl’s defined body beneath the indecent silk gown that stopped above her knees. She looked exquisite standing there with fear radiating from her. He loved it when his victims were afraid, it gave him a rush. He couldn’t wait any longer, so he closed in the space between them.
She was brought back to reality when she felt fingers tweaking her nipples through her satin night gown. Electricity jolted through her body, and she found herself moaning as color crept up to her cheeks. Liquid began to pool between her legs, and an unknown feeling began to build up in the pit of her stomach. Her eyes drifted close, and soft lips crushed hers in a rough manner. The stranger’s tongue brushed against her lips, demanding entrance. ‘This is just a dream, so why not?’ Kagome granted the demon entrance, reveling in the foreign feeling of having another tongue in her mouth, battling with her own for dominance. The hands that were on her nipples moved down to her waist, pulling her groin into Hiei’s. If she wasn’t the color of a beet already, then she betted that she was now. His… member was poking her through their clothes, not to mention that it felt huge!
Hiei’s hands traveled greedily over the girl’s curvy figure, and he made a mental note of how soft her skin was as he roughly dominated her mouth. They came to settle upon her buttocks, squeezing them. He silenced the girls gasp by deepening the kiss and ripped the fabric of the night gown off of her body, causing her to squeak. He pulled back from the kiss to study her body, which he approved of enormously. He almost frowned when he noticed that she was wearing underwear. “You wear too many clothes.” In a swift movement he tore those off of her, too.
Kagome shivered from the cold that rushed her in her exposed state. She was too caught up in the husky, deep sound of the demon’s voice that she had forgotten about modesty—never mind that she was wearing a sleazy nightgown, she only wore it because it was highly comfortable to sleep in. Her logical mind seemed to come back in full, alerting her that she was standing naked in front of a stranger, and she moved her arms to cover herself, that was until she felt something suckling on her left breast. Her mind went blank, and she dropped her hands.
Hiei hungrily sucked on the pink nipple, reveling in the moan from the creature before him. With his right hand, he reached out and began playing with the neglected breast. After he was satisfied with his job, he switched his mouth to the other nipple. When he had both breast swollen, he moved lower to more delicate areas, letting the overpowering aroma of her arousal lure him in.
A small sound of protest escaped Kagome’s lips when the demon left her breast. Her heartbeat quickened when she felt cool hands separate her thighs. All forms of coherent thoughts rushed out of her mind, and she found herself squirming. Something resembling a whimper escaped her throat when she felt something warm and moist stroke her sex. Was that his tongue?! This had to be the best dream ever!
Firm hands flew to the girl’s waist to stop her from moving. Hiei didn’t want anything to disconnect him from the most delicious thing that he had ever tasted. He ignored the fact that the girl’s hand had tangled in his hair. His member throbbed painfully in his pants as he continued his oral assault on the female’s most sacred area. The small mewls that came from the girl did nothing to help his physical state, either. Wanting to take it to the next level, he flicked his tongue over her sweet spot, making the girl cum hard. He ignored the ringing in his ears from her screaming and lapped up the wonderful juices.
Kagome panted heavily as she experienced the greatest sensation ever. It felt like a tidal wave of pleasure had ripped through her body, turning her legs into jello and robbing her of her sanity. Her mind was unable to form anything coherent, and she had long ago forgotten her name. Her body still racked with tremors from the aftermath, and her skin felt too hot and too sensitive. She never wanted to wake from this dream, ever.
Hiei separated himself from the girl’s grasp, and all but threw Kagome on the bed. With sure quick movements, he rid himself of his clothes, discarding them on the floor. His control was slipping and he could feel the next wave of pain licking at the insides of his stomach. He mounted the girl, looking over her flushed figure before inserting a finger into her slick, tight channel, causing her to gasp. He slowly began to pump his finger, and then he encountered her hyman. God, she was a virgin! He bit back a moan and smirked. He always did like an untouched female, it made for a more pleasurable experience. The girl moaned loudly and began to writhe against his hand.
A curse escaped his lips when he heard movement in another part of the house coming toward the girl’s room. Without much thought, he used his jagan to terminate the human’s advance, sending them back to their bed. Afterward, he scanned the rest of the house, finding two more occupants. He sent all three of them into a deep sleep and waited a few moments before turning his attention back to the woman.
Unable to take the various sensations coursing through her body, Kagome thrashed about on the bed. When the stranger stopped his actions, she let out a noise of disappointment. She then watched in awe when something behind his bandana glowed again, and his face turned into one of annoyance and concentration. Noticing that he wasn’t wearing clothes anymore, she found herself looking down at his perfectly sculpted pale body. He was muscular but not so much that it would take away from his beauty. Her eyes then drifted lower to his manhood, and she felt the heat rise to her cheeks again. There was no way that it would fit! Nevertheless, her voice begged for him to continue despite the fact that she had no conscious mind of doing so.
Hiei growled in response of the girl’s breathy plea, and shivers ran down his spine at the request. After removing his nectar coated fingers, he spread her legs, positioning himself in the process. Eager to appease his lust, he sheathed himself inside of the girl in one rough thrust of the hips. The scent of blood assaulted his nostrils as he felt the girl’s virginal barrier snap. A moan rushed from his mouth at her tightness. He stopped at her pain-filled cry, waiting some time for her to adjust to the intrusion. Some time passed, and her hands went to his back, urging him on. Slowly, he began a gentle rhythm, even though his body demanded that he go at a harder faster pace.
The pain of losing her virginity was excruciating. The demon was large, not to mention that he was not very gentle in entering her. She voiced her pain and closed her eyes to prevent the tears that had built up from falling. Relief washed through her as the demon went still, allowing her to regain her composure. She refused to reopen her eyes, though, due to the fact that she had grown self-conscious about her body because of the realization that she was actually having sexual intercourse with a complete stranger. She felt better knowing that she couldn’t see the disgust that may or may not be in his eyes.
About a minute passed, and she put her hands on his small back, telling him to continue. He started out slow, and she endured the pain until the point where it turned into pleasure. She wanted—no, needed—more. Breathlessly, she whispered her request for him to go faster, and he obliged.
Kagome dug her nails into his back, and her toes curled. She had been missing out all of these years. Cries of pleasure seemed to roll from her mouth without pause, and she tossed her head side to side from the intensity of it all. Without losing his pace, the demon hooked her legs over his shoulders, going deeper. It felt sort of weird because she felt it in her stomach, but it didn’t halt her incoherent words or screams. In fact, they only increased. Her breathing became more erratic and she was bordering on the brink of her second orgasm of the night when the demon abruptly withdrew from her. She whimpered in complaint, upset that her ride of pleasure had been cut short.
Hiei smirked when the girl whined from his withdrawal. Little did she know, he was far from finished. He grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, pushing her head down into the pillow to allow better access. He then pulled her hips up and reentered her weeping slot, shuddering from the pleasure of it as his nails dug into the soft flesh. The girl’s cries muffled into the pillow as he resumed his fast speed, burying himself as deep as he could go each time.
Three orgasms later, after her voice was hoarse, Kagome screamed out yet another orgasm. Unlike the past others, this time she heard the demon grunt, and he went still, shooting his seed deep within her. Some moments passed, and he withdrew from her. She fell flat onto the bed, too exhausted to hold her position. Right now a bath would be great to rid herself of all of the juices, but she was too tired and too sore. Almost as if her body was agreeing, her sex started to pulsate with pain—a wonderful pain. It was a good thing that this was only a dream because washing her bed sheets would be hell.
With nothing better to do other than catch her breath, Kagome watched the demon gather his clothes. She was saddened to see her dream lover ready to leave, but she knew that he couldn’t stay; dreams didn’t last forever. When he began to head to the window, her voice stopped him. “What’s your name?” her scratchy voice asked. Yes, he was just a dream, but demons in dreams had names too, didn’t they?
Hiei paused at the window, surprised that the woman was speaking to him. He turned toward her exhausted figure, holding in a smirk at his handy work. He allowed some time to pass before turning to the window and opening it. Before he leaped out, he said, “Nobody. I’m a nobody.” He then jumped out of the window and became one with the night, satisfied that his heat had been taken care of.
Kagome scowled at the answer that she received but was too drained to argue. She watched the male disappear before allowing her body’s constant nagging of wanting to sleep engulf her.
0-0
“Kagome, you have to get up! I thought that you were going to that temple today?! It’s almost three in the afternoon and you haven’t even packed yet!” The deep voice of her brother came through her bedroom door along with the sound of his fist hitting the wood.
Kagome groaned from nerve-racking noise, angry that he interrupted her slumber. “I’m up!” she yelled back. When the banging stopped, she turned to her side and snuggled back into the pillow, wanting to go back to sleep. She felt miserable, and her whole body ached. It felt like she had got hit by a train. She shifted her legs, bringing them up to lessen the pain in her stomach. She stopped midway due to a horrible ache in her womanhood.
Her eyes snapped open, and she jumped out of bed on spaghetti legs. Somehow, she managed to make it to her full body mirror without falling on her face, shrieking in horror at her reflection. She had handprint bruises on her waist and dried blood and semen were on the inside of her thighs. She looked over to the window, finding that it was open. Next to the window on the floor was her shredded underwear and nightgown. Last night wasn’t a dream!
“Are you okay?! I heard you scream!” Souta’s voice drifted through the closed door again.
“I’m fine,” she replied, trying to hide the fear in her voice. What had she done?
Chapter End
I’m sort of afraid about how this first chapter will be received. I’m new to this whole writing stories and posting them on the internet thing. Can you tell me how you felt about this story in a review? Also, I want to know if you want me to continue this fic.
Warnings: Contains spoilers for Inuyasha: The Final Act and the fourth season of Yu Yu Hakusho. Contains lemon.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho.
Chapter One
Chocolate brown eyes scanned over the desk containing the note and the baseball cap. Her heart clenched painfully as her gaze lingered on the hat—it was the only reminder that she had of Inuyasha’s existence when her pathetic human memory failed to recall him. Simple things like the sound of his voice and his masculine scent seemed to elude her. After all, it had been nine years since she had last seen him. Her eyes stung, and she tried to blink away the liquid that had gathered in them. It wasn’t unusual that she still mourned over him—he was her first love. Whoever knew that your first love would forever have your heart? It was a ridiculous concept, and she expected to be over him after all of this time. Somehow, however, she couldn’t find it in herself to let him go.
An emotionless chuckle escaped from her lips as she wiped her tears away. Inuyasha had probably forgotten all about her, and he was probably living his life happily with someone else. The real question wass: who would he be spending his life with? Kikyo was deceased—for the second time—and Inuyasha didn’t show an interest in anyone else. She dispelled the thought with a shake of her head. It was too painful to think of the love of her life loving someone else.
Kagome put her pillow over her head to block the view of the hat. Every night when she was alone, she would always bathe in her misery. Why couldn’t she be like a normal person and move on? Then again, she wasn’t a normal person. She was twenty-six, unemployed, still living with her mother, and she had the uncommon powers of a priestess. Yeah, she was real freaking normal—a normal failure at life. It was all thanks to Inuyasha that she never moved forward. She never had the time to actually get a job or continue her education after high school because she was always trying to go back to the feudal era. Even if she did find the time to get a job, she couldn’t. She wasn’t in the right mindset, and she always moping around in a depressed state. Her mother had suggested that she seek professional help or at least find a boyfriend to take her mind off of Inuyasha, but she always declined. She would find a way back to Inuyasha, at least that is what she told herself.
After reluctantly removing the pillow from her head, Kagome threw her legs over the edge of the bed. The carpet caressed her bare feet as she made her way to the desk and ran her slender fingers across the piece of paper. A small smile barely graced her features as studied the address. Her grandpa had told her about a very wise and powerful old woman by the name of Genkai. He said if anyone knew anything about a way to get through the well then it would be her because it was rumored that she had vast information about things that were not of this world. She laughed at the irony of the situation. She had never believed anything that her delusional grandpa had said before… not until it came to Inuyasha.
Horror seeped into her pores, causing her breath to hitch. She was becoming crazed. No sane person would believe the lies that her grandpa made up. Her mind was such a mess that she had. No, she would not—could not—continue to be a crazy obsessive person who chased a dream that she could never fulfill. But could she really give up the very reason of her existence? A lone tear trickled down her cheek at the thought. She shook her head—she was so weak, centering her life around a man. Where had her strong, independent self gone? She couldn’t continue to live like this—nine years was enough of her time wasted on him. She needed to abandon the past and leave it where it belonged.
Kagome’s whole body shook from a sob. She knew that she needed to let Inuyasha go for the sake of her well-being, but that didn’t mean that it would be an easy ride.
0-0
A curse tore from Hiei’s lips as an uncomfortable sensation jolted through his body. An ache began to form in the pit of his stomach, and his power cackled dangerously. In response he felt the dragon on his right arm shift in a slow, lazy movement. His fangs elongated to the point where they almost cut his gums, and saliva gathered in his mouth in anticipation.
His journey across the rooftops ceased. His crimson eyes glided to the silver full moon in the sky, and he growled. How could he be stupid enough to travel to the human world in the time of his heat? He usually paid attention to the moon cycles, but he had become careless as of late. Mukuro wasn’t very lenient on allowing vacation time, and when she did permit it, he jumped at the chance to check on his sister’s welfare.
It aggravated him that his timing was poor. Considering where he was in the city, he wouldn’t make it back to the makai in time to satiate his needs, and he refused to press forward until he was within range of Genkai’s temple. He was feral and uncontrollable at this time of the month, and he would be damned if he did anything stupid around his sister.
Given the circumstances, he would have to make due with a human. A scowl fixed on his lips at the thought of having to bed such a weak, worthless creature. He was lucky, however, that he had an alternative for times like this—he could refuse to bed anyone. No sooner did the thought cross his mind did the slight ache in his stomach turn into a full blown wave of pain. It spread from his stomach into the rest of his body, bringing him to his knees on the flat rooftop. His eyes closed, and his face fixed into a grimace. Breath rushed out of his lungs, and he fought the urge to scream—he would not voice his pain! His body quivered from the intensity of it all, and sweat began to emit from his pores.
Minutes passed, and the agony slowly receded. Hiei panted, trying to regain his breath. After a sufficient amount of time, he made it to his shaky feet. Usually it would take hours of ignoring his heat for a wave pain to hit, not seconds. He concluded that this was an abnormal cycle, and his mind tried to calculate when the next wave would hit. He needed to relieve himself, quick.
His former thoughts of refusing to take a partner were long gone, and he removed the bandana from his jagan to scan the area, penetrating through buildings and whatnot. Light blue auras of the city’s occupants were revealed, showing him the location and the actions of the surrounding humans. He frowned in distaste, slowly turning in a full circle. He stopped in surprise when he found a pink aura some distance away at a shrine. It was most definitely human, but it was… different. His curiosity piqued, and his feet started moving before his mind gave them the command.
When he arrived at the shrine, he went around the back where the pink aura resided. He put his bandana back in place and looked through the window. On a small bed was a human female, and at such proximity, he could feel the powers of a… miko? Weren’t mikos extinct? Nevertheless, he proceeded to open the window. Immediately, his senses were assaulted with the raw feeling of the girl’s power and the scent of freesia. He bit back a groan as his body responded, growing hard in his pants. Yes, this girl contained the powers to completely incinerate him, but that added onto the fun. Without further hesitation, he climbed into the window with a smirk on his face.
0-0
Kagome’s miko powers surged through her body, waking her almost instantly. She ignored the constant hum of alarm that her powers tried to convey to her. Throwing a hand over her mouth, she tried to stifle a yawn and looked around the dark room. The cool air from the window blew through the room, sending a shiver down her spine. When did she open the window? Too tired to ponder over the question, she scrambled out of her bed and clumsily made her way over to the window. She closed it with a thud, securing the lock in place. She stood there a moment, taking in the calmness of the beautiful night outside of her window.
Her miko powers licked across her skin again, alerting her to a nearby demon. ‘That’s odd, demons don’t exist in this era. This must be a dream…. Yup, I’m still in my bed asleep. It’s nothing but a dream.’ Kagome was brought out of her thoughts by a presence that seemed to appear out of thin air behind her. How could she have missed such a strong demonic aura? She spun on her heel, coming face to face with crimson eyes. Fear held her tongue as she took in the appearance of her intruder, or at least she tried to. She couldn’t really see much because his body was concealed in the shadows.
The demon took a step forward, revealing his figure in the moonlight that filtered through the window. Kagome tried to take a step back as she took in his features. He was somewhat shorter than her, had black spikey hair, wore a bandana over his forehead, and wore a black cloak. He was—for lack of a better word—beautiful, surreal even. This was definitely a dream—no one could be so ethereal, not even demons… well, except Sesshomaru. Her mouth went dry when she tried to form words. Finally she managed to ask the demon who he was with a cracked voice.
The demon ignored her, saying nothing. Something behind his bandana began glowing, and Kagome forgot why she was afraid in the first place. Suddenly, she found herself falling into those crimson orbs, immobilized by captivation. She was falling with nothing to leverage herself. Yeah, this was definitely a dream.
A small smirk tugged at the edges of Hiei’s mouth as he picked up the girl’s thoughts of this being a dream. If she wanted to believe such a silly thought, then he wouldn’t tell her otherwise. His body clenched in anticipation of another wave of pain, and he knew that he had to satiate his needs, quick. He licked his lips as his eyes ran over the girl’s defined body beneath the indecent silk gown that stopped above her knees. She looked exquisite standing there with fear radiating from her. He loved it when his victims were afraid, it gave him a rush. He couldn’t wait any longer, so he closed in the space between them.
She was brought back to reality when she felt fingers tweaking her nipples through her satin night gown. Electricity jolted through her body, and she found herself moaning as color crept up to her cheeks. Liquid began to pool between her legs, and an unknown feeling began to build up in the pit of her stomach. Her eyes drifted close, and soft lips crushed hers in a rough manner. The stranger’s tongue brushed against her lips, demanding entrance. ‘This is just a dream, so why not?’ Kagome granted the demon entrance, reveling in the foreign feeling of having another tongue in her mouth, battling with her own for dominance. The hands that were on her nipples moved down to her waist, pulling her groin into Hiei’s. If she wasn’t the color of a beet already, then she betted that she was now. His… member was poking her through their clothes, not to mention that it felt huge!
Hiei’s hands traveled greedily over the girl’s curvy figure, and he made a mental note of how soft her skin was as he roughly dominated her mouth. They came to settle upon her buttocks, squeezing them. He silenced the girls gasp by deepening the kiss and ripped the fabric of the night gown off of her body, causing her to squeak. He pulled back from the kiss to study her body, which he approved of enormously. He almost frowned when he noticed that she was wearing underwear. “You wear too many clothes.” In a swift movement he tore those off of her, too.
Kagome shivered from the cold that rushed her in her exposed state. She was too caught up in the husky, deep sound of the demon’s voice that she had forgotten about modesty—never mind that she was wearing a sleazy nightgown, she only wore it because it was highly comfortable to sleep in. Her logical mind seemed to come back in full, alerting her that she was standing naked in front of a stranger, and she moved her arms to cover herself, that was until she felt something suckling on her left breast. Her mind went blank, and she dropped her hands.
Hiei hungrily sucked on the pink nipple, reveling in the moan from the creature before him. With his right hand, he reached out and began playing with the neglected breast. After he was satisfied with his job, he switched his mouth to the other nipple. When he had both breast swollen, he moved lower to more delicate areas, letting the overpowering aroma of her arousal lure him in.
A small sound of protest escaped Kagome’s lips when the demon left her breast. Her heartbeat quickened when she felt cool hands separate her thighs. All forms of coherent thoughts rushed out of her mind, and she found herself squirming. Something resembling a whimper escaped her throat when she felt something warm and moist stroke her sex. Was that his tongue?! This had to be the best dream ever!
Firm hands flew to the girl’s waist to stop her from moving. Hiei didn’t want anything to disconnect him from the most delicious thing that he had ever tasted. He ignored the fact that the girl’s hand had tangled in his hair. His member throbbed painfully in his pants as he continued his oral assault on the female’s most sacred area. The small mewls that came from the girl did nothing to help his physical state, either. Wanting to take it to the next level, he flicked his tongue over her sweet spot, making the girl cum hard. He ignored the ringing in his ears from her screaming and lapped up the wonderful juices.
Kagome panted heavily as she experienced the greatest sensation ever. It felt like a tidal wave of pleasure had ripped through her body, turning her legs into jello and robbing her of her sanity. Her mind was unable to form anything coherent, and she had long ago forgotten her name. Her body still racked with tremors from the aftermath, and her skin felt too hot and too sensitive. She never wanted to wake from this dream, ever.
Hiei separated himself from the girl’s grasp, and all but threw Kagome on the bed. With sure quick movements, he rid himself of his clothes, discarding them on the floor. His control was slipping and he could feel the next wave of pain licking at the insides of his stomach. He mounted the girl, looking over her flushed figure before inserting a finger into her slick, tight channel, causing her to gasp. He slowly began to pump his finger, and then he encountered her hyman. God, she was a virgin! He bit back a moan and smirked. He always did like an untouched female, it made for a more pleasurable experience. The girl moaned loudly and began to writhe against his hand.
A curse escaped his lips when he heard movement in another part of the house coming toward the girl’s room. Without much thought, he used his jagan to terminate the human’s advance, sending them back to their bed. Afterward, he scanned the rest of the house, finding two more occupants. He sent all three of them into a deep sleep and waited a few moments before turning his attention back to the woman.
Unable to take the various sensations coursing through her body, Kagome thrashed about on the bed. When the stranger stopped his actions, she let out a noise of disappointment. She then watched in awe when something behind his bandana glowed again, and his face turned into one of annoyance and concentration. Noticing that he wasn’t wearing clothes anymore, she found herself looking down at his perfectly sculpted pale body. He was muscular but not so much that it would take away from his beauty. Her eyes then drifted lower to his manhood, and she felt the heat rise to her cheeks again. There was no way that it would fit! Nevertheless, her voice begged for him to continue despite the fact that she had no conscious mind of doing so.
Hiei growled in response of the girl’s breathy plea, and shivers ran down his spine at the request. After removing his nectar coated fingers, he spread her legs, positioning himself in the process. Eager to appease his lust, he sheathed himself inside of the girl in one rough thrust of the hips. The scent of blood assaulted his nostrils as he felt the girl’s virginal barrier snap. A moan rushed from his mouth at her tightness. He stopped at her pain-filled cry, waiting some time for her to adjust to the intrusion. Some time passed, and her hands went to his back, urging him on. Slowly, he began a gentle rhythm, even though his body demanded that he go at a harder faster pace.
The pain of losing her virginity was excruciating. The demon was large, not to mention that he was not very gentle in entering her. She voiced her pain and closed her eyes to prevent the tears that had built up from falling. Relief washed through her as the demon went still, allowing her to regain her composure. She refused to reopen her eyes, though, due to the fact that she had grown self-conscious about her body because of the realization that she was actually having sexual intercourse with a complete stranger. She felt better knowing that she couldn’t see the disgust that may or may not be in his eyes.
About a minute passed, and she put her hands on his small back, telling him to continue. He started out slow, and she endured the pain until the point where it turned into pleasure. She wanted—no, needed—more. Breathlessly, she whispered her request for him to go faster, and he obliged.
Kagome dug her nails into his back, and her toes curled. She had been missing out all of these years. Cries of pleasure seemed to roll from her mouth without pause, and she tossed her head side to side from the intensity of it all. Without losing his pace, the demon hooked her legs over his shoulders, going deeper. It felt sort of weird because she felt it in her stomach, but it didn’t halt her incoherent words or screams. In fact, they only increased. Her breathing became more erratic and she was bordering on the brink of her second orgasm of the night when the demon abruptly withdrew from her. She whimpered in complaint, upset that her ride of pleasure had been cut short.
Hiei smirked when the girl whined from his withdrawal. Little did she know, he was far from finished. He grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, pushing her head down into the pillow to allow better access. He then pulled her hips up and reentered her weeping slot, shuddering from the pleasure of it as his nails dug into the soft flesh. The girl’s cries muffled into the pillow as he resumed his fast speed, burying himself as deep as he could go each time.
Three orgasms later, after her voice was hoarse, Kagome screamed out yet another orgasm. Unlike the past others, this time she heard the demon grunt, and he went still, shooting his seed deep within her. Some moments passed, and he withdrew from her. She fell flat onto the bed, too exhausted to hold her position. Right now a bath would be great to rid herself of all of the juices, but she was too tired and too sore. Almost as if her body was agreeing, her sex started to pulsate with pain—a wonderful pain. It was a good thing that this was only a dream because washing her bed sheets would be hell.
With nothing better to do other than catch her breath, Kagome watched the demon gather his clothes. She was saddened to see her dream lover ready to leave, but she knew that he couldn’t stay; dreams didn’t last forever. When he began to head to the window, her voice stopped him. “What’s your name?” her scratchy voice asked. Yes, he was just a dream, but demons in dreams had names too, didn’t they?
Hiei paused at the window, surprised that the woman was speaking to him. He turned toward her exhausted figure, holding in a smirk at his handy work. He allowed some time to pass before turning to the window and opening it. Before he leaped out, he said, “Nobody. I’m a nobody.” He then jumped out of the window and became one with the night, satisfied that his heat had been taken care of.
Kagome scowled at the answer that she received but was too drained to argue. She watched the male disappear before allowing her body’s constant nagging of wanting to sleep engulf her.
0-0
“Kagome, you have to get up! I thought that you were going to that temple today?! It’s almost three in the afternoon and you haven’t even packed yet!” The deep voice of her brother came through her bedroom door along with the sound of his fist hitting the wood.
Kagome groaned from nerve-racking noise, angry that he interrupted her slumber. “I’m up!” she yelled back. When the banging stopped, she turned to her side and snuggled back into the pillow, wanting to go back to sleep. She felt miserable, and her whole body ached. It felt like she had got hit by a train. She shifted her legs, bringing them up to lessen the pain in her stomach. She stopped midway due to a horrible ache in her womanhood.
Her eyes snapped open, and she jumped out of bed on spaghetti legs. Somehow, she managed to make it to her full body mirror without falling on her face, shrieking in horror at her reflection. She had handprint bruises on her waist and dried blood and semen were on the inside of her thighs. She looked over to the window, finding that it was open. Next to the window on the floor was her shredded underwear and nightgown. Last night wasn’t a dream!
“Are you okay?! I heard you scream!” Souta’s voice drifted through the closed door again.
“I’m fine,” she replied, trying to hide the fear in her voice. What had she done?
Chapter End
I’m sort of afraid about how this first chapter will be received. I’m new to this whole writing stories and posting them on the internet thing. Can you tell me how you felt about this story in a review? Also, I want to know if you want me to continue this fic.