InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome vs. the Modern Era ❯ Becoming the Vixen ( Chapter 4 )

xxx Lemon Warning xxx

I decided it was time for a lemon. It may seem a little early and that maybe Kurama and Kagome are moving too fast. Oh well. What can I say? They are hot for eachother.

Ja ne!
--sammy_sakura
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As soon as Kurama located Kagome’s bedroom, he slammed the door closed and slid the miko sensuously down his body. Not wanting to risk separation, Kagome wrapped her long legs around Kurama’s lean waist and encircled her arms around his neck. The kiss that followed was nothing short of spectacular.

Tongues and teeth clashed in a maelstrom of pent up sexual frustration from the evening. Kurama backed Kagome against the door and braced his legs to hold her weight as his hands had a mind of their own. They slid underneath her shirt, tickled the sides of her bare torso, and came to rest just below the edge of her bra, under the swell of her breasts. His teeth continued to nip her lips, then set a path to the corner of her jaw, down her neck to lightly suck and torture her pulse point, until finally, he found the collar of her shirt. Meanwhile, Kagome was arching her back and grinding her jean-covered sex against the hardening bulge in Kurama’s pants.

Tearing his mouth away from her skin and tugging her shirt up insistently, Kurama breathed heavily, “Off. Now,” as coherently as possible. Kagome’s only response was to lift her arms and untangle her hands from his flaming locks. After the garment was thrown across the room, Kurama’s mouth resumed its journey. He nudged her cleavage with his nose then began sucking and licking the ample swells. With a quick snap, Kagome’s bra received the same fate as her shirt. Kurama had to back away slightly so he could take in what a vision this topless miko made. Her breasts weren’t overly large or too small. ‘Perfection,’ was his only thought as his hands cupped the creamy white orbs while his thumbs lightly teased the rosy tips. When Kagome’s head fell back against the wooden door and she let out a deep, throaty moan, Kurama decided right then and there that only he was to be the cause of such a delicious sound.

Kurama was so enraptured by Kagome’s responses that he let out a strangled gasp when his pants dropped to the floor! ‘When did she manage that? I believe this calls for punishment.’

“Tsk, tsk, my sneaky Kagome. You will pay for that.” Kurama decided that if he didn’t get away from the door soon, he’d take her right there. In two quick strides, he had deposited the half naked woman on the bed. The scene she made with her hair all mussed and spread across the cream silk sheets was breathtaking. If it weren’t for his persistent hard-on, Kurama could have spent forever just admiring the beauty of this wonderful woman.

Just then, Kagome sat up on her elbows and pouted, “Kurama-kun?” which effectively snapped Kurama out of his reverie. The look of pure innocence on her face stirred his youkai blood like no other.

Kurama pounced.

Kagome’s giggles soon turned into soft, heated moans as her kitsune lover began stripping the rest of the obstructions from her body. He deliberately took his time unbuttoning, unzipping, and pulling her tight jeans down her hips and thighs, where he stopped to lazily stroke his fingers along the inside. After the jeans were disposed of, he raised an eyebrow at her choice of panty: black, boy-cut booty shorts with a tiny, red rose etched across the crotch. If it was any more possible, his pants were becoming impeccably tighter.

Sensing his hesitation, Kagome followed his line of sight.

“Roses are my favorite flower. They remind me of this field in the Feudal Era that we came across a day prior to the final battle. We knew the next day would be unpredictable in its outcome, but I couldn’t help but to stop and smell the roses. Literally. They helped set my soul at ease and calm me so that I could prepare for the next day,” whispered Kagome, as she shimmied out of the panties.

Kurama moved to lie along side and turned to face her. Kissing her lips gently, he said, “You just may be the most beautiful person I know, inside and out. You have no idea how much I want you right now, vixen.”

“Vixen, eh? Much sexier than being called a ‘bitch’,” replied Kagome mischievously. “This vixen, however, would like her alpha in the same state of undress as her.”

Growling softly at her acknowledgement of his dominance, Kurama replied silkily, “And how do we remedy that situa--,” but was cut off when Kagome expertly rolled him onto his back and pulled his shirt from his body, as well as the pants that were dangling down by his feet due to her previous attempt at disrobing him.

She couldn’t help but want to drool at the sight of his lean frame and the feel of his firm muscles twitching under her fingertips’ exploration. Kurama closed his eyes and breathed deeply when she leaned down to circle a pebbled, masculine nipple with her tongue. She played with the other one then began kissing down his tight abdomen and the red trail of soft curls that began just below his belly button. Toying with the waistband of his blue silk boxers with her fingers, she nipped at the skin of his right hipbone. Kurama’s eyes were glazed and staring down at his vixen with anticipation, lust, and something he wasn’t quite ready to admit yet. Then, she jerked off his boxers in one fluid motion, freeing his hard, thick, nine-inch member. Kagome sucked in a huge breath of air at the sight of his dick. If she wasn’t already wet, she sure was now. Just imagining him fucking her brains out with that thing made a gush of liquid heat seep into her panties.

Kurama, of course, smelled exactly what was happening.

Masculine pride made him smirk at the fact that he could soak his vixen’s pussy with just the sight of his manhood. The second Kagome’s tongue made contact with his thick mushroom head, Kurama’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. Her small hands grabbed the base of his shaft and began a slow, pumping motion. She took him all in inch by inch, moving his dick in and out of her hot mouth, while occasionally nipping the head. Not wanting to be outdone, Kurama placed Kagome’s legs on either side of his face while his vixen continued her mind-blowing suck job.

Her smell was making his mouth water. Kurama dug into her wet folds without any warning, causing Kagome to momentarily pause in her ministrations and moan out a throaty, “Kuramaaa!” Needless to say, Kurama was quite pleased with himself as he tongue fucked her little hole. He couldn’t wait for another part of his anatomy, currently occupied by the miko’s mouth, to occupy her tight pussy. He licked his way to her clit and sucked long and hard, while Kagome thrashed and sucked even harder on his dick, continuing to pump his shaft vigorously and massage his balls with her dainty little hand.

Kagome was ready to explode. She halted her sucking and slurping and was very pleased to hear the whine from deep within Kurama’s throat. She wanted Kurama’s cock to be buried deep within her when they both came.

Kagome repositioned herself so that she was straddling Kurama. As they looked deep into each other’s eyes, lips only centimeters apart, Kagome whispered, “Fuck me, Kurama.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth, Kagome found herself under a very horny, male youkai. His thick staff was pressed hard into the crease of her thigh, and his arms were wrapped under her shoulders. Lining himself up, Kurama groaned when her soft warmth made contact with his aching erection. The thick head of his cock rubbed up against her hardened nub, causing Kagome to thrash wantonly.

“Now, Kurama. Please, I need you. I’m yours,” exclaimed Kagome desperately.

At her admission, Kurama’s eyes snapped to hers. Green met blue. Hips met hips. Kurama snapped forward and surged inside Kagome, his thick dick filling her hot, wet hole.

“Oh, Kami. Kagome. So tight, feels so good,” Kurama rasped. Her inner walls were gripping his cock like a vice-grip, and he hadn’t even begun to fuck her yet.

Chuckling lightly, Kagome leaned up to lick his chin and stroke his muscular buttocks. Kurama pulled nearly all the way out and pushed forward again. The feeling was electric. Every nerve in their bodies was on fire.

“Yessss… Kurama, Please. Harder. Fuck me hard,” screamed Kagome when Kurama began to pick up the pace. Each time he surged forth, his dick was hitting something deep inside her.

“Like that (thrust), my (thrust) Kagome (thrust)? You belong to me (thrust),” proclaimed Kurama as he began to pummel her little body. His balls were slapping noisily against her now as he fucked her hard. The more she screamed for it, the more he increased his driving dick at youkai speeds. She was helpless as she clung onto his broad shoulders, her breasts pressed tightly up against his slick, sweaty chest.

Abruptly and before Kagome could protest his stopped actions, Kurama pulled out and flipped Kagome onto her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder and opened her mouth, but she never got the chance to speak as Kurama pried her legs apart and once again stuffed her dripping, little hole with his hard, pulsing manhood from behind. Kagome arched her back and tried her best to push back into his smooth, angled thrusts. She was moaning and screaming out incoherent and broken syllables of his name.

Kurama was in absolute heaven. The spasmodic clenching of Kagome’s walls signaled that she was as close as he was to orgasm. Kurama gently placed his arms around Kagome and leaned her back to his chest, then sat up to an upright position as he continued to pound into her furiously in long strokes. One of his large hands occupied her left breast as he cupped and pinched her hard nipple. The other hand held her hip steady at first, then slid across and down to massage her clit. He quickened the pace of his fingers in time with his intense pelvic motions.

“Cum with me, Kagome,” whispered Kurama as he sucked on her earlobe and then lightly nibbled on the juncture of her shoulder and neck.

With a scream and Kagome saw stars.

Behind her tightly closed eyes, lights flashed and a wave of euphoria descended on her. She felt her juices rush forward to coat Kurama’s still thrusting cock. Then, Kurama stiffened and held her hips to his as she felt him shoot his load deep into her womb. She had never felt so fulfilled in her life. Kagome felt completely sated and couldn’t wipe the sickly sweet, lazy smile off her face as she clung to Kurama by his forearms.

Kurama was in his own utopia as his cock continued to pulse and release his cum inside of her body. ‘Mine!’ exclaimed his youkai, and for once Kurama agreed. It had taken everything of his more rational side to reign in his beast and not mark her for his life mate. That would most definitely come later.

They collapsed to the side onto the bed in a tangled mess of limbs, sweat, and body fluids, still loosely connected. Kagome turned to face him and said, “Wow. That was…”

“Incredible?” provided Kurama as he stroked the side of her face and kissed her forehead. “I’ve never had an experience quite like that.” He laid a kiss to her nose and continued, “You’re lucky I have such control or my youkai would have marked you,” he confessed as he kissed her lips and waited for her reaction.

“M-marked me? You like me that much, huh? We should probably go on at least one date first,” laughed Kagome. “That is… if you want. I mean I’ve never slept with a guy the first day of meeting him. I just can’t explain it, this connection I feel with you. Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Well, I certainly don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon, my little vixen. I had no idea my youkai would react in such a way. It has never wanted to mark a female before; however, your strength and power as a miko was probably enough to initiate a marking,” explained Kurama, while he noticed Kagome’s hand stroking his abdomen and casually moving south.

“So… I didn’t wear out my big, strong kitsune, did I?” purred Kagome, then she licked his lips.

Kurama rolled onto his back, pulling Kagome down in one smooth thrust onto his reanimated cock. “I hope that answers your question. Although, this time, I want to watch you r-ride me while I lavish and love those beautiful tits,” cooed Kurama, only stuttering when Kagome gave her hips a seductive swivel.

“Kami, that mouth of yours is going to get me in trouble, Kurama-kun!” Kagome playfully chided with a wink. She shivered in delight remembering just how much pleasure that mouth had caused. She’d definitely have to tell Keiko that considerate, calm, smooth-talking Kurama was a horny, foul-mouthed, wild fox in bed.

‘Kurama-kun, what are you doing to me?’ was her only fleeting thought as the kitsune leaned up to pull a rosy nipple into his mouth and raise his hips off the bed.