InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Embroidered Moons ❯ Reflected Light ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Fuyumiko 
Kikyo wanders and runs into the unforgettable Kagura. One-shot lemon. Warning: Yuri (Female/Female. [KikyoxKagura]
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.22.2003 | Updated On: 10.05.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 3.1K | Status: Completed
Kikyo wanders and runs into the unforgettable Kagura. One-shot lemon. Warning: Yuri (Female/Female. [KikyoxKagura]
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.22.2003 | Updated On: 10.05.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 3.1K | Status: Completed
A/N: One-shot Kagura/Kikyo Lemon, way different version on FF.net. (damn Lemon-Nazis)
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, etc of InuYasha. They belong to Rumiko Takhashi and respectful owners *sighs sadly and glomps Kikyo-sama doll*
Embroidered Moons
-Arashi Fuyumiko
The sun was shining and it gave the flowers and herbs in the garden a florescent glow. The flowers were in full bloom, it being spring and all; giving it a lovely shine and the mixture of the normal spring flowers was quite lovely, the color vividing from dark blues and purples to pure white. Kikyo eyes softened, her normal calm expression broke into a small soft smile. It truly was beautiful outside in one of the villager's garden. She knew the woman who had grown the flowers in this garden certainly had a green thumb. Sitting out on the back porch of the small hut, Kikyo watched as the sun slowly shrank back behind some small mountains, till the sky came to its mid twilight. The sky was of reds and oranges, as well as yellows; making the flowers now look a bit brighter, like harsh flames.
Flames... she knew them well, she had died, then her body was burned with the Shikon no Tama; the jewel of four souls... it was suppose to stay out of this retched world! When she died she died to join InuYasha and to be rid of the Shikon, all she wanted was to be with him as well as do her duty in purifying the jewel...but she was close to death and could not do so; so she was cremated with it, it burned with her and vanished from the world. It was no longer the demons had few reasons to come after the humans involved with the Shikon, but fate had other plans, instead of InuYasha dieing he was sealed to an eternal sleep by her sacred arrow, and the Shikon may have vanished, but it found a way to come back.
She was reincarnated 500 years later and time travel was now known, her reincarnation some how was born with the Shikon, it was ripped out of the reincarnation and then shattered causing more chaos to the world she swore to save from the demons and all evil, but being but one powerful Miko was not enough. For soon an ogress, named Urasue made her this body of her charred remains and ashes, the witch brought her back in a body made of clay; of death, she was a mere remnant of herself. Though she felt strong in life with a will of her own, unlike the ogress had planned; but still she was dead. She sighed, at first she had despised Kagome; she who had been a mirrored reflection in her looks and had met InuYasha, unsealed him from the Goshin-boku; as well as melted a bit of the cold frost that used to surround his heart. Damn, she remembered when she wished to do so. Her smiled had vanished and she looked up to the now dark blue and star spotted sky. Kagome was very unlike her.
~*~
'How could this happen?' Kikyo thought to herself as she rushed through the burning town. People were screaming and fleeing from the town with their crying children; taking what they could as they fled from the rather large demon that was burning buildings, destroying and killing all around it with it's large claws. Kikyo took out her bow and notched an arrow in place, she started withdrawing the bowstring when the demon spoke, "Mmm, My, My, What do I have here?" he said his voice loud and rough, and growl-like. "A miko I see? Dead she is- I shall devour you!" He smirked the demon was large and was a long red dragon demon, his eyes gleamed a dangerous purple, like the poison upon his claws and fangs.
Kikyo frowned this demon actually thought he could devour her, the miko Kikyo? He probably did not know her; otherwise he would have fled from the spot and never returned. She let her arrow fly; it sparkled with the blue purifying energy around it. He gave out a sharp roar as the arrow shot him by the side of the neck. Kikyo notched another arrow. She had to exercise this demon quickly or more people would be slain. This time before she let her arrow fly the demon took flight and snarled at her. She lowered her bow as it flew swiftly off. She gave a small sigh of relief and put the arrow away and slung her rather large bow over her back. She looked around; all of the humans seemed to have fled from the still burning village. Kikyo nodded her head to no one but herself; and with her shinidama chuu she walked slowly in to the dark forest.
The tree's branches loomed over her in a depressing sort of way; and the wet grass sparkled whenever a bit of reflected light touched it. The wind blew softly around her; it rustled the grass and trees. It began to blow too harshly. Kikyo narrowed her eyes, her soul-stealers halted by her and floated eerily by. Their blue auras glowed brighter in warning; they sensed her too. Kagura was near. Naraku's second incarnation, Kagura the wind sorceress. Kagura controlled the winds around her and the sky obeyed her. Kagura spotted Kikyo quickly and floated off her giant white feather and landed softly to the ground. "Kikyo," she said softly and mockingly; she opened up the white fan with two mis-drawn red stripes across the top, she lifted it so it covered half of her face and only showed her dusty red eyes.
"Kagura," Kikyo said coldly, and she reached over her shoulder and brought out her bow, her other hand ready to withdraw an arrow.
Kagura smirked though it was wasted since her fan was hiding that part of her face. "Kikyo, Naraku sent me to fetch you,”
Kikyo glared at her and gripped her bow tighter. "Sent you to fetch me?”
Kagura snapped her fan closed, "Aa," and with that she reopened her fan and withdrew her arm. She swung the arm forward as she jumped back, "Fuuji no mai!"
Five bright crescents of wind energy shot forward rolling toward Kikyo. Kikyo merely jumped gracefully to the side. Kagura smirked and did her attack three more times before becoming bored and sick of not hitting the miko. Kikyo still glared coldly at her, and then her face turned emotionless again.
"I tire of your games youkai," she said coolly and held up her bow and withdrew the string; an arrow in place and ready to fly.
The fiery wind witch glared at her, "Don't even think about it," her voice said warningly. Kikyo let her purifying arrow fly. Kagura dodged it quickly by leaping into the air and taking the small white feather from her hair and throwing it skyward; in a blink of an eye it was a huge feather, as big as a row boat and Kagura was upon it.
Kagura smirked when Kikyo gave off body language that clearly said she thought Kagura was leaving. Kagura smirked; sometimes she thought Kikyo was just a bit unobservant. She whipped out her fan and sent an attack toward Kikyo- “Ryuuja no mai!”
Kikyo saw black again.
~*~
Kikyo woke slowly; pain shot through her body. The wound on her shoulder healing more quickly then she thought. She looked around. She was in a rather small hollow room located somewhere in Naraku’s mansion. She shuddered; the dark jaki was almost suffocating her. She tried moving her hands and feet. Her feet moved a bit, they were only shackled and could be lifted up because of the long chains attached to her shackles and then the wall. Her hands on the other hand was shackled to the wall; the circulation horrible.
She quit trying to use her powers to melt the metal; some spell was one it and merely blocked all her powers. The room was also sealed. She could not get out. Anger flooded through her. Damn him! That Naraku…Onigumo the heart of a ningen; could he be the reason she was here and still among the living? Footsteps…the soft padding sound of bare skin against hard cool wood. It was approaching. Every muscle in her body tensed. The sickening sweet and deadly scent of Naraku filled her nostrils. Kagura moved the bamboo screens back with her fan and entered; the layers of her silk kimono rubbing against each other and making a soft slithering like sound.
“Konnichiwa Kikyo,” Kagura said sweetly and nodded her head mockingly “you seem well” her red eyes flashed with an indescribable emotion. Kikyo merely gave her a hateful look; distaste written all over her face.
Kagura frowned, “Don’t be like that, Naraku sent me here to do something… special for you,” she opened her fan and fanned her self absentmindedly. She gave Kikyo an almost hard and strict look, her face serious and set in a frown, “because the ningen heart will not allow him to do what the demon wishes, I’m here to do it in his place,”
Kikyo’s dark maroon eyes opened wide in shock. Her heart would have been beating rapidly if it was still able to beat in this cold body of hers.
Kagura gracefully walked slowly toward her. Face blank; she wrapped her arms around Kikyo’s shoulders and leaned forward. Kikyo felt Kagura’s soft crimson painted lips touch her own. Kagura moved her lips against Kikyo’s, the soft flesh caressing. The miko shuddered, the feeling was pleasurable and no matter much how she wished to deny it. Kagura moved her hands to the collar of Kikyo’s hakui. Kagura slid under the worn material, her hand caressing Kikyo’s shoulders, with the soft pads of her fingers she traced lightly over the collarbone.
Kikyo tilted her head and slid her tongue out of pale lips to seek entrance to the warm caveren of Kagura’s mouth. Kagura opened up gratefully. Kikyo moaned the taste of Kagura was different, yet sweet. She ran her tongue over Kagura’s sharp teeth, experimentally touching the sharp points. Kagura shivered, a feeling of strange euphoria washing over her. She roughly ripped Kikyo’s hakui, so it exposed her well shaped breasts and the shredded material hung around her hips. Kagura’s hands worked slightly roughly as they massaged the soft velvety flesh of the now mewling miko’s breast.
It was ironic. Naraku hated her, his own created- and tended to send her on assignments that made her miserable; the mere thought in helping Naraku succeed sickened her. Yet here she was loyaly carrying out the orders of seducing Kikyo in his place.
And she was enjoying every minute of it.
*
Kikyo was thoroughly confused. Wasn’t it said never to take bed with an enemy? Then again there was that saying about keeper your loved ones close, but your enemies’ closer… her thoughts scattered as a sharp massage on her breast made her tremble.
Kagura was smirking, pleased at Kikyo’s reaction. The lonely priestess smiled slightly, would InuYasha have acted the same?
Grinding her hips softly against Kagura’s, at least what the chains would allow; she sought to return some pleasure to her partner. Soft growls and pants filled the room and hushed the sky.
Kagura sought in the darkness for Kikyo’s lips once more, earnestly wanting the feel of her tongue. Her knee ground between her thighs; which were still ridiculously still clad in a red hakama. Kikyo moved her head foreword, her long ebony hair highlighted purple from the dim light coming through the small window above her. Her mouth latching on to the pointed ear’s lobe; nibbling softly, tongue running over the soft cool jade of Kagura’s earring.
Kagura inhaled deeply, her face against her capture’s throat. The scent of what was akin to sweet vanilla and herbs with an arousal twinge to it. Simply drugging. Kagura right hand moved, slender fingers quickly dancing over the patchy fabric of Kikyo’s hkama. Or more specific, the ties holding it up.
One clawed finger hooked over the knot and made the telltale motion of slicing it off.
“Na-?” Kikyo started her voice coming out in mere silent rasps. Face pulling back in confusion.
A small rip sound was heard and the coarse red fabric and shreds of her hakui were now pooling around her ankles; covering amused bare feet.
Kagura licked her lips, removing her head from its place to stare admirably at the beauty before her. Pale smooth skin, soft mounds with pert little nipples; her eyes drank in the sight heavily, from the sharp outline of Kikyo’s collarbone to the curves of her hips and the juncture were her legs met. Smiling softly Kagura leaned foreword and gave her lover a soft peck on the cheek, before using her right hand to cup her gently between the legs.
The contact made jolts of unknown pleasure shoot up Kikyo’s body, the fingers massaging and rubbing against her lower region’s tender flesh, the soft curling hair tickling Kagura’s palm.
“Ah-ah, Kagura…” her voice hard the come the sweet notes of desperation reaching the demoness’s ears. Kikyo’s slender white hands flying upward pressing Kagura to her breast, the long fingers releasing Kagura’s hair from its bun. She gratefully ran her fingers through the silky indigo locks.
Kagura hushed her, loving the warmth against her finger and the liquid that started the coat it. Slowly for once, Kagura slid a single finger in, causing Kikyo to jerk slightly. Moving in and out of the slick openings with a mere finger, Kagura added another. Making it slightly easier for the slick walls to try to clamp down and keep her fingers there.
Kikyo struggled, the chains giving no help to make the situation easier. Her hips rocked fore ward on their own accord, trying to get the proper friction it wanted. Kagura knew and as the scent of Kikyo’s arousal rose, as did hers. Wanting badly to give into desire Kagura complied with her wishes. Adding another finger and letting the miko ride out her hand, soft moans growing. Pressing her body close to Kikyo’s she shrugged off layers of silk of, letting her chest be bare. Silk slid coolly around Kagura’s wrist, causing Kikyo to come in contact with the cold gentle texture. Making her moans start to increase in a higher volume.
The priestess leaned forward in a seeming desperation and closed her soft lips over Kagura’s left breast, causing her lover to return her moans- only in harsh animalistic growls.
Kagura slid her hand out of Kikyo, causing a slight whimper to be heard. Her long pink tongue licking the sweet essence off of her fingers.
Kikyo released Kagura’s breast, head leaning back, allowing the undead girl to properly catch her breath in pants. Her dark maroon eye still glassy with passion, her body trembled with slight fatigue.
Kagura smirked. “I’m not done with you yet miko-sama,” Kagura’s sharp arrogant voice mocking her title. She lowered her tone to a near whisper, her blood red lips tickling Kikyo’s ear slightly. “No- far from it,”
The sun slowly rose, the deep light causing the room to be drunk in a bloody crimson.
*
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, etc of InuYasha. They belong to Rumiko Takhashi and respectful owners *sighs sadly and glomps Kikyo-sama doll*
Embroidered Moons
-Arashi Fuyumiko
The sun was shining and it gave the flowers and herbs in the garden a florescent glow. The flowers were in full bloom, it being spring and all; giving it a lovely shine and the mixture of the normal spring flowers was quite lovely, the color vividing from dark blues and purples to pure white. Kikyo eyes softened, her normal calm expression broke into a small soft smile. It truly was beautiful outside in one of the villager's garden. She knew the woman who had grown the flowers in this garden certainly had a green thumb. Sitting out on the back porch of the small hut, Kikyo watched as the sun slowly shrank back behind some small mountains, till the sky came to its mid twilight. The sky was of reds and oranges, as well as yellows; making the flowers now look a bit brighter, like harsh flames.
Flames... she knew them well, she had died, then her body was burned with the Shikon no Tama; the jewel of four souls... it was suppose to stay out of this retched world! When she died she died to join InuYasha and to be rid of the Shikon, all she wanted was to be with him as well as do her duty in purifying the jewel...but she was close to death and could not do so; so she was cremated with it, it burned with her and vanished from the world. It was no longer the demons had few reasons to come after the humans involved with the Shikon, but fate had other plans, instead of InuYasha dieing he was sealed to an eternal sleep by her sacred arrow, and the Shikon may have vanished, but it found a way to come back.
She was reincarnated 500 years later and time travel was now known, her reincarnation some how was born with the Shikon, it was ripped out of the reincarnation and then shattered causing more chaos to the world she swore to save from the demons and all evil, but being but one powerful Miko was not enough. For soon an ogress, named Urasue made her this body of her charred remains and ashes, the witch brought her back in a body made of clay; of death, she was a mere remnant of herself. Though she felt strong in life with a will of her own, unlike the ogress had planned; but still she was dead. She sighed, at first she had despised Kagome; she who had been a mirrored reflection in her looks and had met InuYasha, unsealed him from the Goshin-boku; as well as melted a bit of the cold frost that used to surround his heart. Damn, she remembered when she wished to do so. Her smiled had vanished and she looked up to the now dark blue and star spotted sky. Kagome was very unlike her.
~*~
'How could this happen?' Kikyo thought to herself as she rushed through the burning town. People were screaming and fleeing from the town with their crying children; taking what they could as they fled from the rather large demon that was burning buildings, destroying and killing all around it with it's large claws. Kikyo took out her bow and notched an arrow in place, she started withdrawing the bowstring when the demon spoke, "Mmm, My, My, What do I have here?" he said his voice loud and rough, and growl-like. "A miko I see? Dead she is- I shall devour you!" He smirked the demon was large and was a long red dragon demon, his eyes gleamed a dangerous purple, like the poison upon his claws and fangs.
Kikyo frowned this demon actually thought he could devour her, the miko Kikyo? He probably did not know her; otherwise he would have fled from the spot and never returned. She let her arrow fly; it sparkled with the blue purifying energy around it. He gave out a sharp roar as the arrow shot him by the side of the neck. Kikyo notched another arrow. She had to exercise this demon quickly or more people would be slain. This time before she let her arrow fly the demon took flight and snarled at her. She lowered her bow as it flew swiftly off. She gave a small sigh of relief and put the arrow away and slung her rather large bow over her back. She looked around; all of the humans seemed to have fled from the still burning village. Kikyo nodded her head to no one but herself; and with her shinidama chuu she walked slowly in to the dark forest.
The tree's branches loomed over her in a depressing sort of way; and the wet grass sparkled whenever a bit of reflected light touched it. The wind blew softly around her; it rustled the grass and trees. It began to blow too harshly. Kikyo narrowed her eyes, her soul-stealers halted by her and floated eerily by. Their blue auras glowed brighter in warning; they sensed her too. Kagura was near. Naraku's second incarnation, Kagura the wind sorceress. Kagura controlled the winds around her and the sky obeyed her. Kagura spotted Kikyo quickly and floated off her giant white feather and landed softly to the ground. "Kikyo," she said softly and mockingly; she opened up the white fan with two mis-drawn red stripes across the top, she lifted it so it covered half of her face and only showed her dusty red eyes.
"Kagura," Kikyo said coldly, and she reached over her shoulder and brought out her bow, her other hand ready to withdraw an arrow.
Kagura smirked though it was wasted since her fan was hiding that part of her face. "Kikyo, Naraku sent me to fetch you,”
Kikyo glared at her and gripped her bow tighter. "Sent you to fetch me?”
Kagura snapped her fan closed, "Aa," and with that she reopened her fan and withdrew her arm. She swung the arm forward as she jumped back, "Fuuji no mai!"
Five bright crescents of wind energy shot forward rolling toward Kikyo. Kikyo merely jumped gracefully to the side. Kagura smirked and did her attack three more times before becoming bored and sick of not hitting the miko. Kikyo still glared coldly at her, and then her face turned emotionless again.
"I tire of your games youkai," she said coolly and held up her bow and withdrew the string; an arrow in place and ready to fly.
The fiery wind witch glared at her, "Don't even think about it," her voice said warningly. Kikyo let her purifying arrow fly. Kagura dodged it quickly by leaping into the air and taking the small white feather from her hair and throwing it skyward; in a blink of an eye it was a huge feather, as big as a row boat and Kagura was upon it.
Kagura smirked when Kikyo gave off body language that clearly said she thought Kagura was leaving. Kagura smirked; sometimes she thought Kikyo was just a bit unobservant. She whipped out her fan and sent an attack toward Kikyo- “Ryuuja no mai!”
Kikyo saw black again.
~*~
Kikyo woke slowly; pain shot through her body. The wound on her shoulder healing more quickly then she thought. She looked around. She was in a rather small hollow room located somewhere in Naraku’s mansion. She shuddered; the dark jaki was almost suffocating her. She tried moving her hands and feet. Her feet moved a bit, they were only shackled and could be lifted up because of the long chains attached to her shackles and then the wall. Her hands on the other hand was shackled to the wall; the circulation horrible.
She quit trying to use her powers to melt the metal; some spell was one it and merely blocked all her powers. The room was also sealed. She could not get out. Anger flooded through her. Damn him! That Naraku…Onigumo the heart of a ningen; could he be the reason she was here and still among the living? Footsteps…the soft padding sound of bare skin against hard cool wood. It was approaching. Every muscle in her body tensed. The sickening sweet and deadly scent of Naraku filled her nostrils. Kagura moved the bamboo screens back with her fan and entered; the layers of her silk kimono rubbing against each other and making a soft slithering like sound.
“Konnichiwa Kikyo,” Kagura said sweetly and nodded her head mockingly “you seem well” her red eyes flashed with an indescribable emotion. Kikyo merely gave her a hateful look; distaste written all over her face.
Kagura frowned, “Don’t be like that, Naraku sent me here to do something… special for you,” she opened her fan and fanned her self absentmindedly. She gave Kikyo an almost hard and strict look, her face serious and set in a frown, “because the ningen heart will not allow him to do what the demon wishes, I’m here to do it in his place,”
Kikyo’s dark maroon eyes opened wide in shock. Her heart would have been beating rapidly if it was still able to beat in this cold body of hers.
Kagura gracefully walked slowly toward her. Face blank; she wrapped her arms around Kikyo’s shoulders and leaned forward. Kikyo felt Kagura’s soft crimson painted lips touch her own. Kagura moved her lips against Kikyo’s, the soft flesh caressing. The miko shuddered, the feeling was pleasurable and no matter much how she wished to deny it. Kagura moved her hands to the collar of Kikyo’s hakui. Kagura slid under the worn material, her hand caressing Kikyo’s shoulders, with the soft pads of her fingers she traced lightly over the collarbone.
Kikyo tilted her head and slid her tongue out of pale lips to seek entrance to the warm caveren of Kagura’s mouth. Kagura opened up gratefully. Kikyo moaned the taste of Kagura was different, yet sweet. She ran her tongue over Kagura’s sharp teeth, experimentally touching the sharp points. Kagura shivered, a feeling of strange euphoria washing over her. She roughly ripped Kikyo’s hakui, so it exposed her well shaped breasts and the shredded material hung around her hips. Kagura’s hands worked slightly roughly as they massaged the soft velvety flesh of the now mewling miko’s breast.
It was ironic. Naraku hated her, his own created- and tended to send her on assignments that made her miserable; the mere thought in helping Naraku succeed sickened her. Yet here she was loyaly carrying out the orders of seducing Kikyo in his place.
And she was enjoying every minute of it.
*
Kikyo was thoroughly confused. Wasn’t it said never to take bed with an enemy? Then again there was that saying about keeper your loved ones close, but your enemies’ closer… her thoughts scattered as a sharp massage on her breast made her tremble.
Kagura was smirking, pleased at Kikyo’s reaction. The lonely priestess smiled slightly, would InuYasha have acted the same?
Grinding her hips softly against Kagura’s, at least what the chains would allow; she sought to return some pleasure to her partner. Soft growls and pants filled the room and hushed the sky.
Kagura sought in the darkness for Kikyo’s lips once more, earnestly wanting the feel of her tongue. Her knee ground between her thighs; which were still ridiculously still clad in a red hakama. Kikyo moved her head foreword, her long ebony hair highlighted purple from the dim light coming through the small window above her. Her mouth latching on to the pointed ear’s lobe; nibbling softly, tongue running over the soft cool jade of Kagura’s earring.
Kagura inhaled deeply, her face against her capture’s throat. The scent of what was akin to sweet vanilla and herbs with an arousal twinge to it. Simply drugging. Kagura right hand moved, slender fingers quickly dancing over the patchy fabric of Kikyo’s hkama. Or more specific, the ties holding it up.
One clawed finger hooked over the knot and made the telltale motion of slicing it off.
“Na-?” Kikyo started her voice coming out in mere silent rasps. Face pulling back in confusion.
A small rip sound was heard and the coarse red fabric and shreds of her hakui were now pooling around her ankles; covering amused bare feet.
Kagura licked her lips, removing her head from its place to stare admirably at the beauty before her. Pale smooth skin, soft mounds with pert little nipples; her eyes drank in the sight heavily, from the sharp outline of Kikyo’s collarbone to the curves of her hips and the juncture were her legs met. Smiling softly Kagura leaned foreword and gave her lover a soft peck on the cheek, before using her right hand to cup her gently between the legs.
The contact made jolts of unknown pleasure shoot up Kikyo’s body, the fingers massaging and rubbing against her lower region’s tender flesh, the soft curling hair tickling Kagura’s palm.
“Ah-ah, Kagura…” her voice hard the come the sweet notes of desperation reaching the demoness’s ears. Kikyo’s slender white hands flying upward pressing Kagura to her breast, the long fingers releasing Kagura’s hair from its bun. She gratefully ran her fingers through the silky indigo locks.
Kagura hushed her, loving the warmth against her finger and the liquid that started the coat it. Slowly for once, Kagura slid a single finger in, causing Kikyo to jerk slightly. Moving in and out of the slick openings with a mere finger, Kagura added another. Making it slightly easier for the slick walls to try to clamp down and keep her fingers there.
Kikyo struggled, the chains giving no help to make the situation easier. Her hips rocked fore ward on their own accord, trying to get the proper friction it wanted. Kagura knew and as the scent of Kikyo’s arousal rose, as did hers. Wanting badly to give into desire Kagura complied with her wishes. Adding another finger and letting the miko ride out her hand, soft moans growing. Pressing her body close to Kikyo’s she shrugged off layers of silk of, letting her chest be bare. Silk slid coolly around Kagura’s wrist, causing Kikyo to come in contact with the cold gentle texture. Making her moans start to increase in a higher volume.
The priestess leaned forward in a seeming desperation and closed her soft lips over Kagura’s left breast, causing her lover to return her moans- only in harsh animalistic growls.
Kagura slid her hand out of Kikyo, causing a slight whimper to be heard. Her long pink tongue licking the sweet essence off of her fingers.
Kikyo released Kagura’s breast, head leaning back, allowing the undead girl to properly catch her breath in pants. Her dark maroon eye still glassy with passion, her body trembled with slight fatigue.
Kagura smirked. “I’m not done with you yet miko-sama,” Kagura’s sharp arrogant voice mocking her title. She lowered her tone to a near whisper, her blood red lips tickling Kikyo’s ear slightly. “No- far from it,”
The sun slowly rose, the deep light causing the room to be drunk in a bloody crimson.
*