InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Consumed By Dark Flames ❯ Chapter 3

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Author's Note. This chapter contains a lemon between Youko and Miroku. If you don't like M/M pairings then turn back now. I will not accept flames because you don't like yaoi pairings. A big thank you to BrokenSouledPoetess and Takhisiss for their help with this lemon. Both were a wonderful source of ideas and encouragement. Without them, this chapter would still be in progress.

Chapter Three

Youko dropped down gracefully from his perch in the boughs of a nearby tree. Silently he made his way over to the Monk who had yet to tear his attention away from the couple laying in the clearing. The smell of Miroku's arousal washed over his senses. He knew that the young human was inexperienced, indeed he had watched as the monk had tried and failed many times to bed the Slayer. The Kitsune knew that she was not the one for him, granted she claimed she wished to be with him and maintained a possessive hold on the man but her actions were not made out of desire for him. It was more for the security he offered to her and to Youko that was completely unacceptable.

The Kitsune brushed up against the dark haired human, a fleeting touch meant to draw his attention off of Hiei and Kagome for a moment. He pitched his voice seductively, knowing that the man would not be unaffected by his charms. "The are beautiful together aren't they? The perfect balance of dark versus light."

He watched in delight as the young Monk shivered slightly as his seductive voice crossed the distance between them. It would seem that he had been correct concerning the effects that his charms would have on the man. "They are lucky to have found each other. The odds for ones such as themselves to have fallen in love are near impossible. There is no shame in enjoying the pleasure one gains from being in their company." Youko slowly removed the tie from Miroku's hair that held it in place and proceeded to run his claws through his hair.

Miroku turned wide, violet eyes towards the Kitsune and made to take a step back but was stopped as he was pressed gently up against a tree. Youko saw the wavering desire in the Monk's eyes, he knew he was still trying to cling to his human morals. The Kitsune began to exert his considerable influence and forced the man to turn around, facing the couple laying in the clearing once more as he pressed up against the human. Already it seemed that the couple in the clearing had recovered and were going to make use of the time they had left. "It excites you doesn't it? To see them together intimately, sharing something so beautiful, so personal."

A nearly inaudible groan escaped from Miroku's lips as he watched Hiei pull Kagome up against his chest, his hand trailing down her stomach. Youko pushed his advantage over the Monk, his breath ghosting against his ear as he spoke. "Kagome is a beautiful woman to be sure and Hiei is one of the sexiest demons, male or female that I have ever come across. The sight of them together, taking pleasure from their more carnal desires would be enough to arouse any man, myself included." Youko's hand came to rest on Miroku's chest as he pressed up firmly against his back. With agonizing slowness he dragged it down his body until he reached the Monk's painfully erect member.

"Have you ever experienced the euphoria that comes from taking a lover?" Youko's voice slid along his senses, heightening his desire. The kitsune rubbed his clawed hand slowly across the bulge in Miroku's robes. He smirked in satisfaction as he drew forth another soft moan from the Monk. "You've seen something few are ever granted the chance to experience. Hiei is a very skilled lover who will not leave his partner wanting. Yet for all the skill that he possesses I can assure you my dear Houshi, that I am even better."

Miroku's breath came in short pants as he fought the way his body seemed burn everywhere the Kitsune touched him. Something inside compelled him to be completely honest when answering the question. "No, I suppose I haven't." His voice was soft, he seemed almost afraid that by speaking any louder he would shatter the erotic atmosphere that surrounded them. "Contrary to popular belief, I am not as 'experienced' as I lead others to believe. I have yet to even revel in the touch of a woman."

It was left unsaid that he had never experienced the touch of another man, Youko was already well aware of that and it was something that he would change before the sun broke the horizon. Stealthily he undid the clasp that held his robe together and let the garment pool at Miroku's feet. His chest was now bare, allowing the Kitsune to gently drag his claws across the Monk's nipples. "And what if I told you that I could take you to that plane of euphoria? I could teach you of the pleasures you have yet to experience. To feel every inch of your body aching with desire, burning it's way through your control until you can't help but to succumb to what you crave."

Kagome's voice echoed across the clearing when Hiei plunged his fingers deep within her at the same moment that Youko slipped his hand within Miroku's pants, stroking his erection with the same rapid pace that Hiei had set with his mate. Miroku swallowed hard and tried to keep himself from thrusting against Youko's hand. He was beginning to question his own sanity, how could he be enjoying what the Kitsune was doing to his body? He bit his lip holding back a groan as Youko continued to touch him, he knew what was happening was wrong yet a large part of him screamed at him to allow the Fox to do what he wished to his body. "I... I don't know... what I would say to that. I know what my body wants.. .but... I don't know that I would like the aftermath of what following it would do."

Youko knew that the Monk was almost his, only a few more minutes and he would be lost. He brought his mouth to Miroku's neck, bathing the bare skin in a gentle caress. "Why deny yourself? You need this, your body craves my touch. The consequences will be minimal I assure you."

"But Sango.." Miroku was cut off when Youko turned him around, pressing him back against the tree as his lips seized Miroku's in a searing kiss. He didn't want to hear the Slayer's name uttered, they were completely unsuited to each other and he would not have her memory destroying what he had worked so hard for this night. He need not have worried about the Monk rejecting his advances as his arms came up to wind around the Kitsune's neck pulling him closer as he finally gave into his desires. He slipped his hands deep within silver hair and trembled slightly when it slid teasingly over his arms. He moaned as Youko's fingers continued their pleasurable torture of his body, his mind quickly shutting down any attempts at thinking. Never had he imagined that he would be ensnared so readily by the kitsune's charms, yes he had been aware of the attraction but any arguments he had been able to come up with as to why he should ignore it quickly melted away.

Youko pulled back slightly, allowing Miroku to catch his breath. A smirk tugged at his lips as he took in his companion's breathless state. He was a bit surprised at how easily the man had given in to his desires. He waited for a few moments, just long enough for the monk to get his bearings but not enough for him to regain the will power to push him away. "There is nothing wrong with indulging in what we both desire. If you must make a decision, hold off until you've experienced what I am offering to you." Youko's breath ghosted along Miroku's ear, as his fingers caressed the monk's chest.

Miroku licked his lips though he wasn't sure if it was more from nervousness or anticipation of what was to come. The moonlight reflected off of the kitsune's pale skin, illuminating his exotic beauty that would rival any woman. Could he do this? It was near impossible to think with Youko touching him in such ways and suddenly he decided that it didn't matter. His hands slipped out of the silvery locks of hair and down to Youko's chest, pausing only to slip them beneath the white silk. The caress was hesitant, almost as if he were afraid to touch him. Youko smiled and brought one hand up through his hair, removing a couple of seeds only to scatter them upon the ground. Slowly he fed his ki into the seeds, allowing them to grow as he suckled on Miroku's neck.

Miroku's nipples grew hard as Youko worked his way down to them giving each of them gentle nips and swirling his tongue around them. A glistening trail followed everywhere that his tongue traveled and left the young monk begging for more. His skin was hypersensitive to touch and rapidly overheating with his newfound yearning for release. His body was trembling and he found his knees going weak, sinking to the ground as his body became one large wonderful, joyous ache and need.

Youko sank to the ground with him, never once letting up on his attentions to the young Monks body. Miroku never realized when the last of his clothes were removed and wouldn't have cared if he had. Youko had taken hold of his cock and was slowly drawing the foreskin back away from the head and running his tongue over the tip that was already glistening with silky smooth wetness.

Do you mind if I do that to you too?” Miroku's voice sounded young and unsure, as if Youko might take offense and stop what he was doing. But he shivered with delight when the kitsune obligingly turned around so that he could reach the stiff member.

“Gently, there, that's the way.” Youko was delighted when the young monk took his swollen member full in his mouth and proceeded to start sucking on it as if he had been doing this his whole life. It would seem that his student was a quick learner, something that he would be certain to keep in mind. This would not be their only encounter, not if he had any say in the matter.

Miroku couldn't help himself, his body started acting as if it had a mind of it's own. His back arched in time to Youko's hand as he moved it faster over the swollen member. His body trembled as he felt something lightly brush his opening, still unsure of the pleasurable touches that Youko was inflicting upon him.

Youko slowed his movements, as much as he was enjoying himself he needed to be certain that his lover was comfortable with what he was doing. One of his hands gently caressed Miroku's thigh, helping him to relax. “Don't think, just feel. Let your inhibitions go, I will not leave you wanting. That's what this is all about, the beauty of mutual pleasure.” His voice soothed the young Monk and he relaxed further into his touch. Slowly the plant he had grown resumed it's task of tracing the puckered opening, preparing the Monk for more pleasurable activities.

Miroku groaned as he felt the slippery vine begin to make its way inside his body. Never had he even imagined that his body was capable of experiencing such feelings and now that he knew he wanted more. He turned pleading eyes on Youko and the kitsune grinned in triumph.

“Yes, it does feel good doesn't it.” Youko manipulated the vine with his mind, making thicken while it moved within him. He smirked as the plant found its goal, massaging the monk's sweet spot with deadly accuracy. He could feel the tension in his lover about to snap, knowing that he was close to release. Reluctantly he allowed the vine to withdraw, earning a groan of disappointment from Miroku.

“Want something lover?” Youko's voice was smooth as silk but still had a teasing edge to it. He glanced over to where Hiei and Kagome were mating again, this time with Hiei mounted behind her. Miroku's eyes followed to where the kitsune was looking and his eyes grew larger. He looked back at Youko, a question in his eyes.

“Yes.” Youko answered the unspoken question. “But you'll have to ask me for it.”

Miroku looked up pleadingly into his eyes. “Please Youko.” His throat just didn't seem to want to work right and let the words come out and his brain was whirling, trying to figure out how to get what he wanted. His eyes went to Hiei and Kagome again and his overworked brain came up with an idea. He rolled over on his side, holding Youko's swollen member up against the spot that the vine had just vacated and rubbed it teasingly against his body. “Please! Take me!”

Youko pulled Miroku back up onto his hands and knees. Kneeling behind the Monk he used his hands and slowly pulled the cheeks apart to take in the lovely view of that inviting tantalizing hole directly within his grasp. A drop of saliva fell from a fang and dripped down along the wide spread cheeks. His hand went to the plant once more, collecting a generous amount of the liquid it secreted. His hand went to Miroku's opening and he slid a finger in to make sure he was still ready for his entrance. He brushed against his sweet spot once more as the Monk pushed back against his hand, wanting more within him. Knowing that it was time he removed his fingers and wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it firmly as he covered it with the lubrication he collected earlier. Wasting no time he took his swollen member and slowly rubbed the head of it down along the crack, stopping to push it in the tight hole slightly before withdrawing it each time, only to start all over again.

Miroku thought he was going to go out of his mind. The next time when Youko pushed his swollen member against him, Miroku pushed back and Youko's swollen member disappeared, buried to the hilt inside Miroku and causing him to gasp out in an intense mixture of pleasure and pain.

Youko grabbed his hips, holding him still and letting out a low growl of dominance. “Slowly, you don't want this to be over too soon.” Tightening his grip on Miroku's hips he let himself slide further in. He watched as his cock disappeared into the Monk's willing body, finding more arousal from the sight then he would have imagined possible. He leaned against Miroku's back and wrapped an arm around his waist as he thrust his hips forward, his member hardening even further. He was thankful that his lover's body was so accepting to the intrusion, his opening stretching to accommodate his length.

Miroku gasped as he felt Youko growing. He had known the kitsune wasn't small by any stretch of the imagination but what he was experiencing now exceeded anything he could have ever dreamed of and it felt as if his Fox was still growing inside of him. His muscles spasmed tighter around the organ which only seemed to add to the kitsunes heightened excitement.

When Miroku pushed back against him suddenly Youko thrust forward violently, burying his cock up to the hilt. Miroku cried out in pleasure as his prostate was assaulted repeatedly. His body trembled violently as he was brought close to his release but Youko had other ideas. The kitsune gripped his cock tightly, keeping him on the brink of release. Eagerly he met each of his lover's thrusts, the sounds of their coupling filling the air. "Youko!" Miroku groaned out the kitsune's name as abruptly Youko began stroking his member firmly in time to his thrusts. Miroku's climax came seconds before Youko's, his sticky seed coming out with more force than he thought possible.

Feeling Miroku's body clamp down almost painfully on his erection was enough to send him over the edge with his own release, his seed flooding into his lover's body. With great reluctance he withdrew from Miroku's body and leaned back on his hands to catch his breath. Golden eyes met amused crimson ones as he looked to where Hiei and Kagome had been when they had started. He smirked as his gaze drifted over to Kagome. It would seem that he and Miroku were not the only ones that enjoyed watching if the girl's blush was anything to go by.