Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Mating ❯ Questions and Consequences ( Chapter 5 )

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"The Mating"

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AN: Thank you to my lovely reviewers, all four of you. A special thanks to Shadowdragon! I went back and fixed the previous four chapters, thanks for pointing that out! As always my thanks go out to VampMistress! You're the best beta-reader! Now, a lemon chapter once more! Yay! BTW-I have quite a bit more written and some of these chapters are going to be posted in pairs. I will try to add comments to my reviewers. I love having feedback as this is my first fanfiction. Constructive critism is always appreciated, keep in mind the operative word in there is constructive!

Chapter 5: Dealing with questions and consequences

Kurama opened the door to his bedroom, allowing Keiko to enter before him, then closing it after.

Keiko immediately sat down on the bed. "What did you need to talk over with me?"

"Several things, actually." Kurama sat down with her. "The first of many being, are you okay? I was not sure exactly what demon mating would do to you."

Keiko took stock. She felt a little more energized than normal, but other than that, she seemed to be fine. "I think I'm okay. It might take a while to determine if anything has happened to me."

Kurama took her hand and smiled. "I'm glad. I was worried about you. While I didn't mind making love to you earlier, I had not intended on mating with you until after our marriage, for just the sort of side effects that I started to describe downstairs."

Keiko nodded. "And we don't know just how effected I'll be, but you . . ."

"Exactly." Kurama added with a nod of his own. "This is why Hiei was annoyed with me earlier. He knew that I would have to reveal everything."

Keiko seized on the subject, "While we are talking of Hiei, please explain."

Kurama nodded. "You are entitled to everything. Very well, let me think for a moment to compose my thoughts." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to think about how to best put this.

Keiko watched as Kurama closed his eyes. She loved him. She knew this, but she also knew that she was not about to share him with anyone in that sense.

Kurama opened his eyes, still unsure, but needed to give her some kind of explanation. "I was willing to, I'll admit it." He watched as she tensed. "But when I made the offer, he declined. He knew that my true interest was you, and he had his sights set on someone else, anyway."

Keiko didn't quite know what to make of this. "So are you gay, or bi?"

Kurama laughed. "Most demons are bi-sexual. Does that bother you?"

She contemplated that question. "I honestly don't know if it does or not. Are you going to look at others?" When Kurama definatively shook his head no, Keiko said, "As long as I have your complete attention, I don't care. Who holds Hiei's interest, anyway? Yukina, or Shizuru?"

Kurama laughed. "I doubt that he'd be interested in his sister."

Keiko laughed with him, "I suspected as much, so Yukina's out of the picture. He's going to have a battle on his hands with Shizuru."

Kurama nodded. Then turned the conversation back to them. "So, Mate, what other questions do you have for me in that sharp head of yours?"

Keiko blushed at the compliment. "Do you know if I'll get pregnant from earlier, or is it just the usual chances?"

Kurama acknowledged the question, "That is the other thing that has been worrying me. I don't know. The first time we made love, I made sure that you would not. Both of us still have obligations to fulfill here and they do not include a child at this time. The time we actually mated, I don't remember whether I took the precautions that I should have or not. If I didn't, then yes, you will be pregnant. Demon's seed is potent enough to actually wait for an egg up to two months. I should be able to smell it if you start carrying and then we can plan accordingly."

Keiko thought that over. "Why did we have to mate now anyway, if it was going to cause so many problems?"

Kurama blushed with a shy smile. "That was my fault, actually." His face settled into a wistful smile. "I realized that this body, which everyone, including myself assumed was completely human, wasn't. When I went downstairs for your glass of water I realized that this body had to be more than human when I was giving off faint traces of my kitsune mating scent. It's a complex collection of chemicals that is a very potent aphrodesiac." He watched as this information sank in. "The effects did not expire until you drank my demon blood during a mating and I would not stop giving off that collection of chemicals until I drank your blood during mating."

Kieko's eyes widened. "That's why you transformed earlier! So you could make sure to counteract your kitsune mating scent!"

Kurama only nodded. "It did intensify when I transformed, hence why Hiei showed up. He could smell it on the breeze. He also knew that there was only one person who would trigger a reaction like that from me. You."

"So, what are we going to tell your stepfather and stepbrother?" Keiko asked.

"I don't know what we're going to tell my stepfather. He's a bit dense in spirit matters. Very down to earth, if you know what I mean." Keiko nodded, thinking of her parents. "Shuuichi is a whole nother matter. He's a bit like Kuwabara in that he's very sensitive to the apparition world. I've taught him what I can and have recommended that he see either Genkai or Kuwabara for additional training, if he wants it." Kurama looked down at their still clasped hands, frowning momentarily. "The first thing that I must do is get you a proper engagement ring and I don't want one of these things that they sell in the mall. What would you like?"

Keiko thought for a moment. "Something small, but with vines or roses or something that seems inherently you, I think."

Kurama beamed at her, "That sounds completely do-able. We'll go looking tomorrow. We will have to go into the Makai for what I want, but I'll make sure that you're protected."

"If we leave early enough, do you think your mother could go with us? I think she'd like to actually see what it's like." Keiko said thoughtfully. Hearing was never the same as seeing.

"I can ask her. I'll need to shift to my youko form for that foray anyway. And she did want to see it." Kurama replied thoughtfully. He bent down, looking at something on her neck. "Excuse me, but I think I see something." He gently removed his hand from hers and unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. He smiled at the sight. "Yes, indeed. My mating mark, I was never sure exactly how it would appear."

Keiko asked, "What does it look like?"

"A silver fox with a rose in it's mouth." Kurama grinned. "Each mating mark is unique to whom they are mated to. In this case, me. It's still very faint as of yet. Probably invisible to normal humans at this point. By Monday, though, I would guess that it will be fully visible. Possibly by morning." He looked her in the eye. "You seemed uncertain about others knowing that you belong to me. Why is that?"

"I don't know. This all seems so sudden. One minute I'm an ordinary school girl and the next, I'm the mate of one of the most powerful demons in the entirety of the Makai." Keiko shook her head. "I just don't know what to do, Kurama."

Kurama remembered, as he so rarely did, that she was so much younger than he was. He pulled her into his arms for reassurance. "It will be alright Keiko. You are a capable woman, just a bit on the inexperienced side. We will start training you as if you were a one-tailed kitsune. Fully grown, but not powerful yet."

Keiko looked up at Kurama, "But what about school? What about my family? I can't help but worry about them and what they'll think about this situation!"

"Calm down, my flower." Kurama said softly, "These questions will work themselves out. Why don't you take a shower and let the hot water sooth your nerves?"

Keiko was strangely reluctant to leave Kurama's side. "Why do I feel this strange sensation at the thought of leaving your side?"

Kurama frowned, "What kind of sensation?" He looked into her eyes. "You are feeling the same as I am." He pursed his lips in thought. "You are feeling the effects of the mating as well. That determines it. I can deal with these effects if I must, but I am not going to put you through the same. We must ensure that your parents understand this situation. This is not an option, it is a must." He smiled, "And it starts by acquiring an engagement ring. Which will help with your parents and my stepfather. Then we figure out what to tell them. If we must, we sit them all down in the same room and explain things that way. Fortunately we go to the same school, so there is no conflict there."

"What is the exact plan tomorrow?" Keiko asked.

"We shall leave fairly early in the morning and go to one of my lairs to retrieve some of my gold." Kurama said. "It's been a while since I've visited any of those. After that, we'll visit Gandistra. It has the largest market in the whole of the Makai and I have some pull in that city as well. We find what we're looking for and we get out."

"After that we deal with the other people in this equation?" Keiko asked, tucking her head into his shoulder.

"Yes. In the meantime, I suggest that we go take a shower together." Kurama suggested.

Keiko nodded shyly and the two of them left the room together.

Kurama opened the door to the bathroom and gathered several towels for them. He made sure that the seeds in his hair were definately in a dormant state and would not react to the water as the two of them both undressed quickly. As he looked in the mirror briefly, he gasped.

"What is it?" Keiko asked, worried that something was wrong.

"I don't know yet. I'll have to check in the morning, but I think that your mating mark is taking shape too. I can't tell exactly what, yet." He smiled at Keiko. "It looks like the word will spread tomorrow that the infamous Youko has mated." He kissed her lightly. "I like that idea."

Keiko smiled shyly back. "I'm glad you like that idea. It makes me feel better about being marked, too. I guess I'm just too human in my thinking." She explained.

"You have also always been fiercely independant. My marking you was a claim on your freedom." He looked into her eyes, needing to see that she comprehended his words. When she nodded, he went on, "However, we have limited each other's freedom as neither of us are complete without the other now."

Keiko looked at Kurama, trying to follow where he was going with this. "I gather kitsune value freedom, too?"

"Very much." He grasped her shoulders and pulled her into an embrace, "Kitsune are the most independant and free of all the groups of the Makai. And we don't give that up lightly or idly." He kissed her as he said, "But I have willingly given it all up for you." When he drew back he asked her, "Can you do the same? Give that all up for the bond that we have?"

Keiko felt herself turning to jelly. At first she had only thought in terms of her own freedom, she hadn't realized that he was giving up the same things that she was. "Yes, I can. And more, I will and have."

Kurama sat her on the toilet seat cover while he turned on the water. When he got it to the appropriate temperature, he held his hand out to Keiko, who promptly took it, standing as she did so. The two stepped into the shower.

Keiko could feel Kurama's arousal behind her. She had never been with anyone in the shower before and didn't know that it could feel this erotic. She leaned back against him, feeling their slippery flesh rub together. Both moaned at the non-friction between their bodies. Keiko felt Kurama dip down for something and then felt his arms come around her.

Kurama rubbed the shower gel that he used between his palms, preparing to wash her from head to toe. His slippery hands started at her neck, softly caressing that sensitive length. He stroked down her collar bones and made sure that her arms were sudzy all the way down to her hands before working their way up again, moving south from the shoulders.

Keiko was drowning in sensation. These slippery sensations were like nothing she had ever felt before. She had one brief thought, This has been a day of firsts, before she abandoned all rational thought and just let herself be carried away by these pleasurable feelings. She felt his slippery hands touch her breasts, cupping, stroking, kneading and rolling the hardened tips between his fingers, all combining to return the heat between her legs with a ferocity that she was not entirely prepared for. "Kurama, please, I need you!"

Kurama took in her passionate cry and her eyes open, but seeing nothing and realized that she was still very much the innocent. She couldn't take too much teasing at this stage. It didn't mean that he couldn't go a little farther with just washing her. "Yes, love, soon." He murmurred into her ear. He thoroughly soaped her stomach and, by-passing her curls at this point, thoroughly washed one leg, then the other. He knew that just the intimacy of the act of him washing her would keep her aroused. He wanted to wash her back, too, but it was firmly planted against his chest for support. He felt an immense satisfaction and pride that he could do this to his mate without even being joined to her. He moved one arm around her shoulders, so that hand was nicely filled with a breast and moved the other hand down to the curls covering her womanhood. Both hands were still a bit sudzy. He used the remaining sudz on her curls, his fingers delicately threading through them to find the hot slickness that was uniquely hers. "Keiko." He moaned, capturing her lips in a demanding kiss.

Keiko moaned into his mouth, feeling the water pound down on her, his hand once more caressing her breast and most of all, his hand tending that ache between her thighs that he had awakened. Her body had been in slumber until he had touched it. She wanted to reciprocate in this erotic shower, but wasn't entirely sure how. As his fingers started to caress her nub, she could feel his arousal sliding between her thighs and gasped at the feeling.

Kurama guided her feet a little wider apart and leaned her forward. He kept his arm at her shoulders and felt her reaching out for purchase to hold herself up. He wanted to chuckle when he saw what she found, it was the faucet for the bathtub! He knew that she would be able to keep herself up. He removed the arm around her shoulders and took a moment to simply take in the most erotic sight he had ever beheld. Keiko was beyond beautiful.

Keiko wasn't sure about this position that her mate had put her in, but she hoped that he knew what he was doing. She felt him step back a moment and asked, "Kurama?"

Hearing the uncertain tremour in her voice, Kurama moved one hand to her hip, to help her steady, and then the other threaded back through her curls, parting her nether lips. He huskily whispered in her ear, "Sorry, love, I had to pause to admire the view. You truly are beautiful, my mate." With that said, he pushed into her hot sheath with one long thrust. Keiko moaned, feeling herself filled again. Kurama gasped as he felt the clenching heat. He started a slow rhythm so as to get Keiko used to this new position.

Keiko couldn't think. Her body was awash with sensation. This position seemed to bring a whole different set of sensations into sharp relief for her. His hand spread across her stomach now instead of gripping her hip and his other hand was still playing with the nub just above where they were most intimately joined. When he started moving faster against her, she felt her peak aproaching very quickly in this position.

Kurama was lost in his own sensations. Keiko's body was so tight and responsive in his hands. He knew that he was nearing his peak, but he could also tell that she was as well. He thrust harder against her, throwing his head back, intent on losing himself within his new mate. He heard her cry out and felt the clenching around him that told him she had found ecstasy. A few hard, quick thrusts against her and he groaned as he followed her.

Keiko had just enough energy to keep herself from falling into the tub, but barely. She felt Kurama leaning forward to gently kiss her shoulder and heard him softly whisper, "I love you, Keiko." Those words still made her heart leap in her chest. She turned her head and just before she captured his lips in a kiss, whispered back, "I love you, too, Kurama."

Kurama kissed her back, but was painfully aware that they were on a timer. As he broke the kiss, he whispered, "I hate to brake this mood, but I think we may be about to run out of hot water shortly." He slowly pulled out of her, causing them both to moan at the pleasurable sensation.

They both stood, she turned so they could look at each other. Kurama reached behind her to turn off the water. As he stood up, Keiko shyly asked, "Maybe next time I can wash you?"

Kurama bent to capture her lips, "I would like nothing better." He helped guide her out of the shower as her legs didn't want to work properly. He laid one towel across the seat cover and had her sit down. He took another towel and began drying her. He vigorously towel dried her, then offered her a towel to dry him.

Keiko took the towel. This was the first time that she had an opportunity to truly explore her mate's body when she wasn't already lost to sensation. She shyly dried him off. Exploring the contours that she found, she was so lost in her own curiosity that she was surprised to hear him give a low moan.

"As much as I enjoy this," Kurama stated huskily, "If we wish to continue, it might be best to retire to my room."

Keiko blushed and nodded. They quickly wrapped themselves in towels and made sure to gather their clothing from the bathroom before they departed.

Kurama never knew how they managed to get to the bedroom without being seen. They had their hair wrapped in towels and a towel wrapped around her torso, covering her, barely and his was wrapped around his waist. At least they weren't leaving a trail of water behind them.

Keiko sat down on the bed and patted it right next to her. "Can you come sit here with me? I would like to continue what we started in the bathroom, I have not yet explored you."

Kurama gave a grin as he obeyed her. "What would you like to do?"

Keiko looked at him. "Everything. Surely there must be things I can do to you to make you feel good too." She smiled shyly, "I want to learn them."

Kurama's heart felt like it would burst in his chest. She wanted to learn what would please him! He didn't know what he had done to earn him this wonderful flower, but he loved her. He cupped her cheek and kept his eyes on hers as he stated, "Keiko, just being inside you makes me feel better than you can possibly imagine, but yes, there are other things that you can do to also make me feel good. For now, just continue to indulge your curiosity about my body, Keiko. Learn the differences for yourself. Many things that I do to you also work on me."

Keiko nodded and wondered where to begin. She had Kurama lay down and shyly removed his towel from around his waist by the simple method of untucking it and spreading it out. She was unsure about this, but just felt an overwhelming urge to find out as much about him as he had about her. She left her towel on for the time being. She started where he had, at the top and working her way down. She smoothed her fingers against his throat, pausing at where she bit him. Now that he had mentioned it, she could see just the barest hint of brown there. It looked like it would be about two inches long when it was actually visible, starting at just the base of his throat and extending along his collarbone. She impulsively bent down and ran her tongue along it.

Kurama moaned softly at the feel of her mouth on his neck. Holding himself still through force of will. He had never experienced something so erotic and yet so innocent as her hands on him. He knew that this torture would only get worse as her lips and teeth joined forces with her tongue at the junction of his neck and shoulder.

Keiko heard the soft moan, but was currently wrapped up in the flavor of Kurama's skin and was concentrating on memorizing as many sensations as she could. She moved down to his torso, momentarily amazed that the battles she had seen him go through had left no scars on that smooth skin. She had been unsure of whether she would find scars or not, especially from his final round during the dark tournament. She gave in to her temptation and touched that part of his torso that was so similar, but unsimilar to hers. Flat, but with a small nub in the center. She kneaded as best she could, trying to remember what he'd done to her that had felt so wonderful. She blushed and bent her head, catching that nub in her mouth.

Kurama moaned louder, reaching up to hold her in place while she explored his chest. He felt her breasts pressing against his arousal and wanted more. He arched his hips against her chest, causing her to moan as well.

Keiko felt his manhood rubbing against her breasts. She had never dreamed that could feel good! She purposely rubbed against him once more, making both of them moan at the contact. She caught one of his nipples in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, causing it to harden. She gave it a small nip and was rewarded when his whole body arched under her. She glanced up at his face only to see his head thrown back, eyes closed so as to better feel the sensations that she was piling on him.

Kurama somehow knew that she had learned this from him, but was in heaven at how she managed to apply it to him. She shifted her mouth to his other muscle and sucked hard just over his nipple there. He gasped, feeling himself becoming painfully aroused. He needed release. "Please! Keiko!" Was all he could bite out.

Keiko looked down at that member that had given her so much pleasure. It seemed so hard! She reached out to touch it. It felt like silk over steel. She held it gently in her hand and saw a pale drop seep out. She moved the hand that clasped him and caught the drop on her fingertip, bringing it up to her lips to taste his essense.

Kurama opened his eyes when he felt her hand leave him only to watch her with a moan taste the stolen drop from his shaft. He wanted to be engulfed in her heat! He could watch no more and leaned his head back, closing his eyes.

Keiko tasted the drop, somewhat salty, but somehow addicting and seemed to taste like Kurama. She saw his head lean back and eyes close. She gave an almost grin at how defenseless he was. She bent down and captured him with no warning in her mouth. She engulfed as much of him as she could within her mouth and suckled on it. She wasn't entirely sure how to pleasure him, but when she heard him moan loudly and buck his hips against her, she knew that she was on the right track. She pulled her mouth off of him and met his eyes. "Teach me how to please you." She whispered, modesty completely forgotten in her own arousal. She never knew that bringing her mate pleasure could be so arousing on her own senses.

Kurama's eyes widened at her whispered command. Wordlessly he raised his arms, one hand going to her cheek and the other cupping the back of her head. He huskily murmurred, "You always please me." He sat up to give her a quick, but deep kiss and then laid back down.

Keiko was slightly reeling from the kiss, but recaptured that magical length in her mouth, wanting more. She felt both of his hands delve through her hair to guide her head. She could not quite take his whole length in her mouth, so she slightly shifted to add one hand. She mimicked the rhythm of earlier, hearing him moan her name. She felt her arousal getting even more intense as her mouth continued to pleasure him.

Kurama could feel his release building in his loins. Forcibly he stopped her, pulling her mouth from his burning length. Looking down he could see her puzzlement in the brown eyes. He pulled her up the length of his body. "As much as I enjoyed that, I would much rather come within you and have us both find ecstasy."

Keiko's eyes widened. She would have expected him to roll her over so that she was on bottom again. "How?" She asked.

Kurama smiled at the innocent question. "Ride me." He quickly removed the towel that was still covering her from his view and guided her legs to straddle him. His sex twitched in impatience as she put her hands on his chest for balance.

Keiko felt his hands move to her hips as her hands reached out to find some kind of balance in this somewhat ackward position. "Are you sure?" Then she felt his length probing at her entrance. She experimentally moved her hips, covering his tip in her wetness.

Kurama was being bombarded by the sweetest torture he had ever imagined with her innocent inventiveness. "Please, Keiko! I need you!" He moaned. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.

Keiko shifted her hips again and felt his tip just enter her passage. She gasped at the feel of this slow torture. At this point she honestly wasn't certain who was being tortured more, her, or him.

Kurama's hands tightened on her hips, guiding her down to sit firmly on him. He moaned again as he was seated to the hilt within her. He heard her gasp, but was not concerned. This was new, that was all.

Keiko felt fuller, somehow, in this position. She tried to regain a little of her scattered wits, but they seemed to have flown south. She experimentally lifted herself slightly up and sat back down, gasping at the feeling.

Kurama didn't know if he'd survive her education. "Please, Keiko!" He felt the impatience burning in his loins and knew that it wouldn't be a prolonged mating. She was aroused just as much as he. Her only problem was the innocence that seemed to be getting the best of her at the moment when she looked down at him with puzzled eyes. His hands lifted her up almost all the way off his burning length, only to push her down again. "Like that, please! "

Keiko quickly caught the rhythm required and discovered that it hightened her pleasure too. Soon her hips were moving in tandem with his, his hands only guiding her now. She couldn't think, too caught up in this maelstrom of sensation to think about anything except the burning pleasure between her thighs. She moved faster feeling herself again approaching that cliff, tilting her hips so as to get a better angle and cried out as she felt her peak crash into her.

Kurama held on while he helped her to find her peak. He felt the pulses around his shaft and let go of all restraint. Thrusting strongly up into her, he let his body find it's own ecstasy. He felt her collapse onto his chest, both trying to regain control of their breathing. Kurama wrapped his arms around her letting her use him as a pillow as he felt her legs straighten out on either side of his. He pulled a blanket over them and they drifted off to slumber without shifting positions.

To be continued . . .