InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Not the Only One ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 32 )

Chapter 31

Part 2

 

Hai, I'm back! Long delay again...but I've got so much university work on at the moment! But today I've got a day off work (wohoo!) though I've got a terrible cold (boo!)

Why do i always have colds when I'm talking to you guys? (answer: because you update less and less)

Gomen!!!!!!!!

Things are moving on quickly in Not the Only One...I hope to draw it to a close this summer!

Oh, and new layouts....yeah, I've been learning a thing or two in my Creative Writing Class :P

 

On a Twilight note...so can't wait for the New Moon film. Expect a couple of Twilight one shots from me in the summer!

 

Oh, chapter dedicated to Beckyducky, the 500th reviewer on MediaMiner! Congrats, your out take is at the end of the reviews!

 

 

Kagome hopped off the bus, dodging the people who pushed by her to climb up the stairs, and the miko began to walk, her mind wandering far from the concrete path she tread.

It was only yesterday she had been at Kurama's home, after the parasite attack. She had fled after the avatar's mother had called, pulling on her dirty clothes and making mumbled apologises. How close they had been! The miko blushed as she picked up the pace. Get rid of these dirty thoughts, baka! You can't act like this when you meet his mother!

Another reason to be flustered. Kagome checked her watch again, confirming that she was running late. Not by much, but she didn't want to make a bad impression. She wasn't exactly sure why she was meeting Shiori- but Kurama talked her into it.

“She worries about me,” he explained, with a dazzling smile. “I want her to know I don't just mope about all day, talking to the plants.” Then he winked, “Well, I do talk to the plants, but let's keep that our secret, neh?”

 

The door opened before Kagome had a chance to knock.

“Gomen!” The miko gasped, red faced from climbing the stairs. She bowed low, “I'm late!”

Kurama laughed merrily, pulling the girl into his arms. “Daijoubu, Kagome! My mother just phoned; her taxi hasn't even turned up yet. She'll be an hour at least.”

“Oh!” Kagome exhaled, “Good! I mean, that's not good, but at least I'm not-”

The avatar didn't let her finish, cupping her warm cheeks in his hands as he kissed her. It was a long, slow kiss, and when it finished, the miko had forgotten the end of her sentence.

 

They barely said two words to each other after that; somehow they ended up back on the couch, but Kagome was grateful she had more clothes on than yesterday.

Though the avatar was soon to fix that.

“Kurama-kun!” Kagome exclaimed, as the bandit had managed to unbutton half of her blue and white striped blouse before she had even realised. Now he was kneading her breasts through her periwinkle satin bra, sucking on her neck hungrily.

“I was dreaming of you all night, Kagome,” he whispered close in her ear, making the miko shudder. “Such dreams I had...”

“Oh Kurama-kun...” Kagome moaned, as the kitsune unhooked her bra, brushing her nipples so softly it hurt. The couch couldn't contain them, as they rolled onto the floor, Kurama having successfully removed Kagome's blouse and bra, and was now on top of her, as the miko panted hard. She was running her fingers up and down the kitsune's spine, her nails scraping down his soft skin, and he growled into her chest. Kurama's shirt joined the growing pile on the floor, and the kitsune's fingers were rubbing at Kagome's jeans.

“Kurama-kun!” Kagome warned the avatar with a gasp, but he simply kissed her deeply.

“Don't worry, anata, we have plenty of time...”

Kagome gazed into his green eyes, which were so seductive she had to repress a shudder. He was so serious looking, unlike the giggling Yoko. The miko heard a pop as her jeans button came undone.

“Kurama-kun...” Kagome pleaded again. His length was hard on her thigh through his black suit trousers, and it was giving her tingles.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked, with a turn up of his lip, his voice oozing sex. His fingers grazed Kagome's stomach, her underwear, and then underneath. She made a noise in the back of her throat, half begging to stop, half begging to continue.

“I didn't hear a no...was that a no, anata?” The avatar breathed, his green eyes glistening, as his fingers entered her wet folds. Kagome gave a short gasp as he explored. She could feel the avatar growing harder at how much moisture coated her skin. They kissed again, their mouths hot and desperate for each other, and Kagome bit his lip urgently as he began to plunge in and out of her.

“Ooh...” the miko moaned, her mind blank with the feel of him, not yet quite pleasure but not quite pain. He was on top of her, so it was difficult to find him, but her hands touched his belt, and went downwards until the bulge in the material was against her palm.

Kurama inhaled, two of his fingers now inside her, hitting such a spot that for a moment Kagome was suspended in time, only aware of their heavy breathing and the beautiful tension he was creating. Wanting to pleasure him, she began to stroke him through his trousers, rubbing him at the base with her thumb and making him pause his ministrations, thrusting into her hand with a moan. “Kagome...”

They worked at the same time, both pleasuring and both pleased, gasping and moaning into each other's mouths. The miko was in so much bliss, that when the kitsune murmured, “I love you,” she returned it without second thought. The kitsune stilled for a moment, before beginning to thrust in and out of her, harder and harder, so that she began to gasp with each movement, her body shuddering around his fingers. The miko in turn began to stroke the avatar harder, and he gasped, “Oh, I love you more than anyone in the world...”

Kagome reached up to kiss him, her body throbbing. Kurama's eyes opened with a snap, clearly waiting for a reply.

“I love you, too, Kurama-kun,” Kagome smiled, touching his face with both hands.

The kitsune stiffened, his movements stilled. “Hai. I guess for a moment, I just thought...”

“Nani?” Kagome asked, confused. The avatar looked so hurt, that she tried to kiss him, but he pulled away.

“Mother will be here soon. I have to finish an assignment quickly.”

Kagome was speechless as the kitsune rose, shrugging into his shirt and fluidly doing up the buttons. He pulled a bundle of papers into his lap from the coffee table, and began to stare at them intently.

“Kurama-kun?” Kagome swallowed, quickly trying to put her clothes on. “Are you okay?”

“Hai. Gomen nasai, I must get this done.”

The miko blinked. Clearly the kitsune was hurt, but why? She turned her mind back over the previous conversation. She had told him she loved him; wasn't he happy? Sitting there for a few moments, mortified, Kagome couldn't work it out. Then, through the pleasure filled haze, she realised the kitsune had said “I love you more than anyone.” Ahh. Ooops.

“Kurama-kun...” Kagome got up slowly, her body like jelly from the activities of a few seconds ago. “I'm sorry. I wasn't listening properly to what you were saying. Forgive me.”

The avatar didn't look up, but shuffled his papers. “Don't apologise, Kagome. It was a stupid thing to say. I know who you love the most.”

The miko bit her lip, trying not to cry. It really hurt to hear Kurama say that, especially after everything he had done for her.

Kagome moved beside him on the couch, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and burying her face in his neck. The kitsune remained still, but he swallowed.

“I'm so sorry Kurama-kun. I know this isn't a good situation. I do love you; very much. And its hurts me that I'm causing you pain. I was Kikyo to that girl, Rui. I don't want to be Inuyasha to you...”

“Kagome...” Kurama sighed, dumping the papers and pulling Kagome into his lap. “Please stop apologising....I'm the one who keeps beginning things...I'm putting you in this position, I have no right to be upset...”

“Of course you do!” The miko gasped, tears trickling down her cheeks as she looked into the avatar's sad eyes. “You're still human; of course you have complex feelings and emotions! We aren't really in control of anything, are we...”

“I guess not...” Kurama laughed, wiping away the miko's tears. “But I'm not as young as my body suggests...I'm hundreds of years old, and I'm acting like a teenager!”

Kagome giggled at the affronted look on the avatar's face. “Well, you only live as a human once, right? We should enjoy it, I guess...”

“Hmm...you may be right...” Kurama's voice turned sultry as he replied, slipping his hands to squeeze the miko's hips. “We have a little time left. How about we try and 'enjoy ourselves'?”

 

Hiei flitted to Kurama's window, wrinkling his nose. That ningen onna was here, huh? Keeping to the shadows of the apartment block, the hybrid disguised his ki and peered in the window.

He was not quite expecting what he saw. The miko was straddling the avatar, her breasts bouncing up and down as she rotated her hips. She was wearing a pair of blue silk panties, and the avatar was also topless, gazing up at the miko in wonder. He had his hands on her waist, gasping ever time she moved, alternately squeezing her buttocks and running his hands over her breasts. The miko was flushed, but clearly pleased the kitsune was enjoying himself; with every one of his groans, she ground harder against him. She tossed her midnight hair out of her her eyes, and strands stuck to her sweat clad shoulders. As Hiei watched, Kurama reached up and pulled Kagome down on top off him, hands slipping down her back and tugging down the panties to her thighs. They began to kiss urgently, and Hiei felt himself harden at the performance, as the kitsune caressed the miko's naked buttocks, pushing her against his body as they continued to thrust against each other. Suddenly an alarm went off, and the pair leapt apart, scrambling for clothes. Hiei noticed that as Kurama pulled on his trousers, the front of his boxers were wet from the miko's straddling. He frowned as he jumped into the air. Why wasn't the kitsune having sex with the miko? The girl was still a virgin, by her scent. Was that why the avatar was so captivated, because he hadn't yet conquered her?

 

 

The meeting with Shiori went surprisingly successfully, considering Kagome had no clothes on when the woman was stepping out the taxi. It had been difficult to concentrate for the first five minutes; she couldn't meet Kurama in the eye for the first hour; but Shiori concluded this was because Kagome was a shy, quiet girl, not that she had been grinding into her son's erection few minutes previous to her arrival.

 

Kagome was exhausted by the time she arrived home; she was so preoccupied she passed the well house without a glance, and so got the fright of her life when she went into her bedroom and found Inuyasha sitting cross legged on the floor.

“Finally!” he huffed, rolling his eyes, “Where have you been? I've been here for hours!”

“Anoo...” Kagome pretended to preoccupy herself with rummaging in her bag; she was wondering why Inuyasha hadn't commented on her scent, then realised it was because the scentless petal plant was still blooming on her desk, masking all fragrances. Her heart race calmed a little.

“I was studying over at Eri's.”

“Keh. You have those 'test' things coming up?”

Kagome blinked, looking up at the hanyou. He remembered? “Hai.”

Guilt hit Kagome with a might punch to the stomach. Since when had she been the one to lie to Inuyasha about who she had been with? It made her feel queasy and uncomfortable. She sat on her bed.

“So, are we going back?” Kagome asked. It seemed ages since she'd been to the past.

“No. Well, you aren't.” Inuyasha said, getting to his feet.

“Nani?” Kagome asked, jumping up. “It's been days! Why not?”

Inuyasha glared at her. “'Cos I say so, wench. It's not good for you to be in the past right now.”

The miko frowned. “Why? What's happening? We're so close to getting the shikon complete, Inuyasha!”

“Yeah...” the hanyou frowned, his hands tucked deep in his haori sleeves. “Well, it's not safe, okay? I'll come get you when it is.”

“Inuyasha!” Kagome grabbed the hanyou by his forelocks, pulling him to her level. “What.Are.You.Not.Telling.Me?”

“Bitch!” The hanyou grabbed the miko's wrists, stopping her pulling. Kagome glared at him, but his golden eyes gave no answers.

“What about Shippo? Sango, Miroku and Kaede? Are they safe?” the miko asked, trying to get her wrists free.

“Yeah. It's just a miko thing.” Inuyasha muttered.

“Oh...” Kagome's frowned deepened. He's referring to Kikyo, then...

“Kagome, please...” the hanyou pulled the miko into his arms, making her squeak in surprise. “Trust me. Wait for it to be safe.”

Kagome inhaled his woodsy scent with a silent sob, as his arms were strong around her. Yes, she loved Kurama-kun, but oh how she loved Inuyasha too. Why was she in this position?

They stood like that for a while; Inuyasha drank in the smell of Kagome's hair, and she nestled in his haori.

 

Inuyasha was about to leave, when he turned to Kagome with a strange expression.

“Hey, you know that kitsune?”

The miko looked at him strangely for bringing it up. “Yoko?”

“Yeah...do you know where he was going? There's a lot of plants been acting really strange...lots of flowers have died, but it's the middle of summer.”

Kagome had shrugged at the time, and the hanyou had left. But it was only when Kagome was sitting thinking at her desk, touching the delicate leaves of the scentless plant, that she noticed the tips of the white flower petals had curled and blackened. The miko got up and went to the bathroom, filling a cup of water, and poured it into the little pot she had got from her ji-chan. She felt the dirt with her fingertip- it was dry and crumbly. Kagome felt bad for neglecting the plant.

“There, have a little drink,” the miko said with a giggle, remembering Kurama and his talking to plants. It must rub off...

 

Kagome was sure the plant had just been thirsty; but that night, after her bath, she turned on the light to find the scentless petal plant withered, its petals dry and littering her desk. It was dead.

 

 

End of chapter 31! Arigato as always, to my wonderful reviewers. Reviews are always most welcome!

 

-MM-

 

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Haha, yes, there is quite a lot of tension, and in this chapter it picks up again! Ah, well you'll have to wait and see which one is correct (I know what you mean, I wish i could use fan fiction for my uni work, then I would update every day lol!)

Umm, I think this fic was started on....!

Oooh, I have lots of good ones. It's probs best for you to look me up on fanfiction.net and look at my favourites, they're all there!

Hope you like the one-shot!

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Haha, i got this lovely review that'd I'd like to share with everyone, as well as the reply:

 

 

hey you know what..i hate you and i know that i shouldn't even bother writing this to you..you're a good writer and all but i just hate the fact that you keep doing this..this is crap and you know why, if kagome love inuyasha then gosh just make her love him instead of going through this stupid story just to make it all long. what i hate about some crossover is that if the pairings aren't going to change then why bother even writing one at all. if you do write a crossover then atleast change the pairings!

-unknown-

 

 

Hi, unknown.

Well, thanks for hating me and all. I get so many amazingly lovely reviews, I guess there had to be a ying to the yang sometime. Thank you, also, for saying that I am a good writer. Much appreciated.

Let me tell you why I 'keep doing this', as you so put it. I am a romantic writer; in my stories, I write about complicated romance, because I believe that love in reality is never simple, and I strive to write realistically. If I was to follow your advice, my story would be very boring. If I was simply to make Kagome 'love' Inuyasha, this wouldn't be a cross over story, and quite frankly, wouldn't go anywhere. It would be like:

 

Kagome loves Inuyasha. But there's Kikyo. Damn.

 

For a story like that, I refer you to 'I want to love you', my first attempt at fan fiction. Not the Only One is supposed to keep the reader guessing. Hence the title. If you read the story description, it states,

 

“Kagome & Inuyasha's relationship was never simple, but now the love triangle is becoming even more complicated- Inuyasha isn't the only one creeping & Kagome is no longer just the lover...”

If you wanted a simple love story honey, then you are definitely on the wrong page. People like this story because they don't know what's going to happen next. That is my intention. A crossover doesn't mean that pairings have to be crossed over; but then again, do you know the outcome of this story? How do you know Kagome isn't going to end up with Kurama, Yoko, Koenma, or Keiko? Are you writing the story? Thank heavens you aren't, or we would have a 7 word fiction. See above.

Thanks for your review!

 

Now, onto Beckyducky's out take!

 

“Why don't you two go and dance,” interrupted Hiei, “And stop worrying about how big a hangover I'm going to have?”

Kurama blinked, before turning to Kagome. “Would you like to?”

“Sure,” Kagome replied, looking at the youkai opposite them, “If Hiei doesn't mind…”

“Go,” ordered the little youkai, waiting until the couple were on the floor before downing Kurama's drink as well.

 

 

Kagome returned a few dances later, her feet throbbing from her too-high heels. Hiei had left the table, and the miko was surprised to see a few drinks remaining.

“The alcohol must have hit him eventually,” the miko giggled to herself, sitting down with a sigh of relief. Kurama was whirling around the dance floor with Jin, who was trying to get the avatar off the ground. The kitsune looked pretty amused.

There were three full glasses remaining on the table- it was too dark to pick out what they were, and Kagome couldn't for the life of her remember which drink was hers. She sniffed each in turn, none smelling particularly appealing. She could have got up and bought a new drink, but damn her feet were sore. The last drink seemed slightly familiar, and Kagome took a sip. It wasn't that bad at all, quite minty, almost like a Mojito. The miko was so thirsty that she finished it in no time, and it was only once she had drained the glass did her stomach give a painful heave.

“Oh!” Kagome grasped the table in shock, concentrating hard not on throwing up then and there.

Kagome-no-baka! You'd never drink something back home that had been left unattended, and just because there's youkai here, you think it would be different?

The miko struggled to look for Kurama on the dance floor, but all she could see were different blurs of red hair. Sweat broke out on her forehead and under her arms. Maybe it's not spiked; maybe it's just really strong and I drank it too quickly...water, I need water...

Luckily, at that moment Keiko returned with Yusuke. The boy was chortling so loudly about something that it took Kagome longer than it should have to get their attention. As a result, she passed out on the table.

 

 

When the miko woke up, she was in her hotel room. Or, she thought she was, until she saw there was a another single bed, whereas her room had only had a double bed.

“Kagome,” a voice spoke up nearby in the darkness, “You're awake.”

“K-Kurama-kun?” The miko's voice came out in a horrible scratch- she tried to sit up, but it felt as though someone had grabbed her by the ankles and whirled her around the room.

“Careful Kagome-chan,” came Yukina's soft voice from her other side, “You need to stay lying down.”

A soft hand touched her cheek, and Kagome moved her head slowly to the right. Kurama was kneeling beside her, and he looked too pale in the dim light coming from under the bathroom door.

“What happened?” The miko asked, realising she was very cold, despite the blankets and sheets draped over her. She shuddered involuntarily.

“I'll go get some spare blankets from reception.” Yukina said gently. Kurama made to protest, but Yukina smiled. “It's fine, Kazuma-kun is standing outside. He'll go with me,”

 

Kagome continued to look at the avatar, confused. “Kurama-kun?”

The kitsune looked back at her, his hand still on her face. His other held a glass of water she hadn't noticed before. “You need to drink, Kagome.”

He helped her sit up, cradling her against his chest, and slowly tipped the water into her mouth. She drank greedily, but Kurama made sure she didn't choke.

The miko lay back down, and the kitsune knelt beside her once again. Despite her eyes being unfocused, they were alert for answers. Kurama decided it was now or never.

“You were poisoned, Kagome. The drink you had was spiked deliberately...but it was for Keiko, not for you...”

Kurama quickly informed the miko on what had progressed; how certain youkai were against Yusuke and wanted revenge for the Dark Tournament; how Yusuke and Hiei had rooted out the false guests and disposed of them.

“We don't know how many of them there are; the girls are all in the one room, with Jin and Chuu guarding them. Hiei and Yusuke are scouting the hotel, and Yukina was helping me heal you...”

Kagome nodded, but it hurt a lot. “So, how long have I been out? It wasn't a very effective poison, was it?” she joked feebly.

“Darling...” Kurama kissed Kagome's cheek, the pain clear in his eyes. “The poison is still in your system. We've tried to flush it out, but because your body is purifying it, it's blocking any treatment we administer...”

“Oh...” The miko blinked. “Don't worry, it's not too painful. I just feel really weak. We'll just have to wait it out, ne?”

“Kagome...we can't,” The kitsune looked away, as if ashamed. “I identified the poison from the remaining residue on the glass. It's known as “kanai satsujin”, and unless we treat it, it will kill you...”

“Oh...” Kagome said again, but this one was more shocked. “So, what is kanao satsujin exactly?”

Kurama smiled at the miko's effort to seem unfazed by what Kurama had told her.

“It's know as 'wife killer' because, primarily, it's used only to kill females. Kanai Satsujin doesn't really affect males because males have a natural immunity to it, coming from a significant amount of testosterone in their bodies.”

“Okay...” The miko thought hard, “So, there's no cure?”

“Of course there is!” Kurama gasped, squeezing the miko's shoulder gently, “Do you think I would be like this if you were going to die?”

“But you said...” Kagome replied, confused.

“I said we couldn't wait it out, love. Yukina can't cure it, and none of my plants can stop it completely. There are only a few remedies...”

“Right.” The miko said, relieved. “So, what are they?”

Kurama bit his lip. “There's two; the first is to sweat it out, which may take time that we don't have...it was such a high dosage you see...and the second is...for your system to receive testosterone...”

Kagome blinked. “Okay, so what's the problem then?”

Kurama swallowed, caressing the miko's cheek. “Well, it's 3am, Kagome. The hospitals are closed, and if we take you to ER, the poison, which is from the makai, could lead to all sorts of unwanted complications...”

It took Kagome a little while to think about this. She needed testosterone in her system, to block some 'wife killer' poison, but she couldn't get it from the hospital...

 

 

 

“Oh!!!” Realisation suddenly dawned on the miko, and if she wasn't so cold her face would have been scarlet. “You mean...I have to...?”

“You don't have to...” Kurama said awkwardly, looking at his hands, “We could get Hiei to break into a nearby hospital, but according to Yukina, human testosterone may not be as effective...because it's a makai plant...”

Kagome reached out and touched the kitsune's face.

“If I had stayed by your side, this wouldn't have happened...” he muttered, his eyes angry.

“Don't...” Kagome spoke softly, “I'd rather it was me than Keiko...surely it would have killed her instantly...”

“Kagome...” Kurama exclaimed, surprised. He had to admit, he hadn't thought of that himself.

“Well, you'll need to help me,” Kagome suddenly said, “I'm not that strong at the moment, and I've never done anything like this before...”

Kurama was silent for a moment, confused about what the miko was talking about, when it hit him.

Nodding, the avatar walked around the other side of the bed, crawling under the covers.

“You're so cold,” he noted, hugging the miko closer to him. Someone, (probably Yukina) had change the miko into her silk, strawberry red nightie. “Ah,” Kurama swallowed, surprised to see the miko in such sexy night wear. Kagome flushed even more, about to explain when Kurama kissed her. It was a desperate, needy kiss- he wanted Kagome out of the danger zone as soon as possible, and for that he had to become aroused.

Oh, the irony...

Despite her light headed-ness, Kagome responded heatedly, also realising the sudden desperateness of the situation. She gave a squeak when the kitsune hands suddenly grasped her breasts through the silk. He quickly apologised, but Kagome grabbed his hands back, making the kitsune squeeze her breasts harder.

Kurama knew how tired the miko was, so he quickly got on top, bracing his weight on his elbows, and he kissed and sucked the miko's neck. Her little moans were enough to begin his arousal, and so when she wriggled down the straps of her nightie to reveal her beautiful chest Kurama couldn't help but gasp himself. He licked and lightly bit her nipples, enjoying the way Kagome arched against him, wishing this didn't have to be so rushed.

“Next time, we will enjoy this more,” Kurama whispered the promise, and he made another muffled apology as his fingertips skimmed the silk of Kagome nightgown, and he pushed the hem aside to reveal Kagome's matching underwear. The miko gasped, and Kurama looked back into her eyes, his own green irises a cocktail of desire and despair.

“Don't stop,” Kagome urged him, knowing for this to work they needed to get Kurama as aroused as possibly. “Please, do what ever you need to,”

The avatar kissed the miko gently on the lips, before proceeding to pull away her underwear. Kagome inhaled sharply as Kurama slipped a finger inside her, rubbing her wetness over her skin and his. The avatar felt himself harden, and began to slowly thrust into Kagome, eliciting a moan from her lips. Kurama cursed the fact that he didn't have time to please the miko properly; he made a silent vow that after he saved her life, he would please her properly.

The kitsune regrettably left the miko's hot flesh to remove the sash from his fighting pants; although he was beginning to throb, he wished he still touching the miko. “Kagome, excuse me...”

Kurama was prepared to bring himself to completion, but the miko sat up, having readjusted her clothing. “Let me, Kurama-kun. It will be more effective if I do it, right?”

The avatar's mind blank as Kagome moved closer to him, nearly on his lap, as she felt in the dark for him. She brushed his hard on through his underwear, and wrapped her hand around him the best she could. Despite the miko's limited experience, she knew Kurama had to be harder than this.

“Ah....Kagome!” the avatar gasped in surprise and the miko began to pump his member through his underwear- he had dreamed so many times of the miko touching him, but never in this situation. He began to kiss her, not wanting her to feel awkward, and she reacted quicker. Kurama freed her breasts once again, gazing openly on his they bounced while the miko continued to rapidly stroke him. “Oh, that's so good Kagome...” he muttered into her mouth, and the miko responded positively to the praise, dipping her hands inside his underwear and finally clutching his member with he hand. The kitsune swallowed a groan, urging Kagome on by stroking her arms, her back, anything he could touch. The miko's eye's would flick to his nervously, trying to gauge how she was doing. She swapped hands, obviously getting tired, and Kurama tried to help, pulling down his underwear and taking off his shirt, squeezing Kagome's buttocks and sucking on her nipples. He was aching now, aching for release, and he knew he was nearing time. The miko's eyes were fluttering, her pace slowing, and he knew poison was taking affect.

“Kagome, are you ready?”

The miko nodded, and Kurama lay back slowly, supporting his weight on his elbows and upper forearms. Kagome followed his movement, climbing over his legs, her hands tight around his member, which was now painfully erect.

“Gomen nasai, Kagome,” Kurama said again, as the miko lowered her head.

“You're saving my life Kurama-kun. Please don't apologise,” Kagome smiled, before taking the kitsune into her mouth.

Kurama exhaled sharply, as the miko began to familiarise herself with him. The wetness and the tightness all around his cock was unbearable- he struggled to think anything coherent. Kagome's hair cascaded around her, blocking her from view, so he leaned forward, so he could watch her mouth as it moved up and down on him. It was such an erotic sight, that Kurama had to grip the bedsheets so as not to cry out. It took all his strength not to thrust into her mouth, not to grab her head and move it faster. She had never done this before, and she was ill; he was tortured by being pleasured.

The miko began to develop a rhythm as her mouth adjusted to him, and she would swirl her tongue around him to lubricate the skin. Kurama's legs were shaking with the effort to remain still, perfectly still so as not to startle or hurt her, not to make this any more difficult for her. She broke for air after a while, apologising hoarsely, and Kurama quickly gave her the glass of water beside the bed.

“My head's really hurting,” she commented, before she took him in her mouth again, “And I'm getting so sleepy...”

“We must hurry...” Kurama worried aloud, and he sat up, drawing his knees up so he could support Kagome. “Come here and lean on my legs, and I'll support your head...”

Kurama doubted he'd ever been in such an intimate situation out with sex; Kagome hair tickled his chest as she moved her head up and down, his hands cupping her cheeks, one at either side, easing her moment without trying to move to too fast and hurt her. Finally, he felt the pangs tighten in his stomach, and the first wave of orgasm washed over him; it was too quick to warn Kagome, and the spurt of pre-cum startled her, the hot, white liquid spilling over her lips.

“Gomen!” She muttered, licking her lips furtively, while Kurama watched in awe.

“Just a bit more...” he urged, kissing her head, focusing as much as he could on the pleasure, the feel of her mouth and hands on him, the sides of her breasts hitting off his legs...

Finally, he came, gargling a warning this time to the miko who was more prepared, and swallowed it whole without spilling a drop. Kurama was exhausted, slick with sweat, and could only imagine how shattered the miko was. He gave her the water once more, and enveloped her in his arms, murmuring his relief.

“It will be enough, neh?” Kagome asked sleepily, and the avatar assured her, the testosterone of a an ancient kitsune bandit would certainly do the trick.

 

The next update will be June, as I have exams all of May! Wish me luck! And good luck to everyone else doing exams! Ah, I hate this time of year; the weather's nice, but I'm stuck in studying!

Hope you all enjoyed! Please review!