Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A Walk In The Park ❯ Chapter 1

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A Walk in the Park

 

I was stressed.

 

Father had piled so much paper work on me that I could hardly walk through the office. And it wasn't your average “He goes to Heaven, he goes to Hell” work either; all were difficult situations, people who asked for rebirth, demons who begged for forgiveness. There was no end to the ocean of ink that flowed into my office, the tide never flowing back out. And if that wasn't bad enough, all of my trusted assistants were on vacation for another week, leaving me with worthless, incompetent groundlings to ask for my every order. Everywhere I turn, someone is asking for advice, asking for approval, asking for leadership.

 

Now I know why Father gave those peons to me...

 

I had to get out of there, so I decided to take a walk out in the Makai. Why so far away? I wanted to get as far away as possible. And even that wasn't far enough...

 

Landing in a dense forest, I figured that would be the closet I would get to a park. It was better than a park though, I wouldn't have to worry about anyone coming up to me. I had changed into my older form by now, it was more comfortable and easier to move around in, and began strolling about, looking for a good tree to relax under. After a few minutes to a few hours, I had forgotten my watch in the hell hole I call an office, I came across a particularly pleasant layout. There were flowers dressed in the color of pale rainbow scattered all across the ground, large trees that provided much shade from the sun and peering eyes. The greatest part to the whole scene was the tranquil lake that was a nice, clear blue. The wind caressing the leaves above my head and the chirping of various bugs made a gorgeous lullaby for my ears and I soon found myself resting at the base of a tree with a clean view of the lake. It wasn't long before my eye lids grew a mind of their own and forced me into a dreamy state of being.

 

“Finally.. Some peace..” With a final yawn, I fell into a slumber.

 

What only seemed like seconds later, I felt the embrace of vines around my limbs. Even still, I took my time opening my eyes and for that I was rewarded by being pulled into the air. My body just hung in the vines grip like an old doll in a child's hand, loose but without the promise of escape. I tried to struggle my way free, which caused more vines to wrap around me, holding my chest and waist tight as the others tightened as well. My eyes shot open wide when I finally came to the conclusion that I was in potential danger and not only was I alone and bound, but no one knew where I was. In vain, I fought harder against my restraints, frantically looking for an escape.

 

A laugh, dark and menacing, rang in my ears. I froze solid, fearing what would happen next. I searched the area to as far as I could see, but there was nothing there but plant-life. The owner of the laugh spoke out.

 

“What are you doing in my forest?” he asked, allowing the smirk on his face to be heard.

 

It was easy to tell, I was as good as dead.

 

My heart was racing. My train of thought turned into nothing but a blur. I tried desperately to catch one of the passing thoughts, and managed one I was not too proud of. Regardless, I tried it, I knew I had been wasting time and my questioner wouldn't wait much longer. I broke his words as I shouted first, which caught him off guard.

 

“My name is Koenma, son of King Enma. Please do not harm me! I will leave peacefully and quickly if you allow me the chance and shall never return.” I bit my lower lip, waiting for his reply.

 

A snort was the response given. I bit my lip harder.

 

“You never answered my question; why should I allow you to run if you unable to answer a simple question?” I made a mental note: `If I am graced with the opportunity to leave, kick yourself for being so stupid'. One moment before I willed myself to open my mouth again, I lost all consciousness for what I was going to speak. The questioner walked out of the shadows in front of me, a large grin on his face. Silver thread fell from his head down to his lower back, only to make way for his silky tail of the same style. Two ears stuck out on either side of skull, twitching lightly, trained to listen out for any sign of danger. He wore a white, sleeveless tunic that had a rope wrapped the waist, possibly to keep the trousers from falling. He was barefooted, but the plant-life that lied before him seemed to scurry away just before he took a step as to not be smashed under his weight. My mouth dropped open as golden gems met my eyes.

 

`This must be the infamous thief...' I had read about some of the names that littered our Most Wanted list. Some had horrible, vicious reasons they were wanted, while others I couldn't imagine why they were up there in the first place. This name, however, had a horrible reason.

 

I gulped at his sharp, toothy grin. His voice came back to my ears.

 

“So you are Koenma... All the more reason for me to keep you here. You have a price for my head, dead or alive, and you expect me to let you run home?” He scoffed, making me jump, well, as much as I could in the grasp of the vines.

 

The vines twisted me upside down and lowered me to the demon's face. My clothes draped over the vines as they failed to fight off gravity's embrace and thus my abs were exposed. I tried in vain to hide my stomach's bareness, but the vines continued to hold me hostage. This struggle made the kitsune laugh aloud and he eyed my stomach... Lustfully. I shivered again, which made him laugh again.

 

“What were you doing in my forest?” I continued shivering.

 

“I-I was only trying to rest... I was under much stress and I...” His fanged smile stopped my words. I don't know exactly what happened to me at that point but it made me... Hot. Was I being turned on by a demon, I couldn't really say. The bigger question in my head still remained `Am I going to die?'

 

“You want to live, don't you?” I nodded, unable to say much else as I was entranced by his smile. “Then what will you give me if I let you live?”

 

I froze.

 

What could I give him? I didn't have anything worth stealing on me, no possessions of any kind besides my clothes and my binky. I thought quickly.

 

“I can take your name off of the Most Wanted list.” He stared hard at me, eyeing my expression. I was clearly terrified and didn't know what else to say.

 

“You know very well that you cannot do that. Besides, that's not what I want.” His leer made me catch on to what he wanted, but he continued, leaving nothing to be guessed. “I want you to be my toy for the evening. My partner is out on a job and has left me with nothing to do, so you will be what I do.” He was blunt with his words but I knew that his mind was swarming with ideas of what he wanted his toy to do. I didn't have a choice in the matter, but I thought he wanted my answer.

 

“Okay, I'll be your toy.”

 

He smirked at me. He didn't need my answer.

 

“You didn't have a choice.” With that, the vines dropped me to the ground with a thud. He quickly picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, carelessly. He jumped high into the air, through the avocado painted ceiling. It was a breathtaking view, an ocean of green miles wide in each direction, holding hands with the red sunset lit sky. This all became a blur, however, as he sped through the open air. It seemed like one long leap forth as I hung over his shoulder, his arm and hand gripping my lower back fiercely. It hurt slightly but wasn't a bother to me, for if he had let loose his grip, I would have gone crashing into the trees below.

 

As soon as I felt my stomach growl its unease, we jumped back into the sea and landed in front of an enormous tree trunk.

 

I twisted my back to see what he planned on doing. Would he stop here? It seemed much like the same area we were in; instead there was a river in the distance, not a lake.

 

He placed his palm on the tree in front of him and pushed hard. A door way dissolved, just tall enough for him. He walked through the opening and the tree closed behind him.

 

There was no way for an escape.

 

I looked back and forth at walls made of rock. This made me terribly curious, figuring that we walked into a tree. The scent of vibrant, newly blossomed flowers lifted my previous thoughts away as I fell prey to it's aroma. There were candles on the walls that lit our way down the path. The male who carried me continued to open passage way after passage way, all closing behind us. With every slam of the walls, the hope of survival died. I believed it was murdered seven times before we finally came to a stop.

 

The room was full now of the strong, yet subtle fragrance that had kissed my nose earlier. Around the room were beautiful, blooming flowers, lively green vines, and... Sex toys, a whole wall full of sex toys... I gulped hard as I gazed over the wall of tools that promised to unleash pleasurable torture upon it's victim. There were many whips, handcuffs in all varieties, vibrators in all shapes (and for various places), feathers in different sizes, blindfolds, gags, fabrics of all types, candles, gels, and a refrigerator, no doubt filled with mystery pleasure foods. I suddenly realized that my member began to get very uncomfortable. I tried readjusting myself, which in turn made me rub against the kitsune's chest, and that felt soooo good. Subconsciously, I continued to rub myself against him, moaning under my breath as it relieved a slight bit of tension. A small laugh woke me up from my loss of control and I stopped immediately.

 

Was I really being turned on by him?

 

Strangely enough, I could have sworn that I heard a part of my mind scream “YES!!” I blushed.

 

Moments later, I was thrown onto a bed. A very large bed. A very large bed with black silk pillows. A very large bed with black silk pillows and a matching blanket. The touch on my skin aroused me even more.

 

My kidnapper smirked; my member was clearly awake and ready to play. I tried to cover myself, but it was futile. More vines lashed out from the walls and restricted me to the bed.

 

“You don't waste time, do you?” I muttered as I struggled against the vines. He gave me a toothy grin and crawled on top of me. Slowly. Predatorily. Sexy.

 

I opened my mouth to make another comment. Bad move. My tongue fell into a battle with his and it was losing. He raced his protruding muscle over my teeth, taunting the walls of my mouth. My body began to burn with desire. Though it was hard to think, I imagined his tongue tracing the muscles of my chest, tasting my flesh. I saw his fangs nipping the skin of my neck, leaving call marks, saying I was his. I pictured his mouth pleasing my swelling member as it shot it's precious seed into him.

 

Only Inari knew that I would experience that and so much more before my night was up.

 

He broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. I stared back into narrow, hungry orbs of gold. They hypnotized me, willed me to lie back and just accept what I would be given. I told him I obeyed with my own eyes, dark with want and anticipation. Some how, though, my mouth didn't get the message and voiced its opinion.

 

“I sho-shouldn't be doing this... It's not right...” I blushed and cursed myself for speaking as his eyes narrowed more in question. He tilted his head slightly to the left and then grinned.

 

“It seems that your body believes that it is just fine. But... Maybe I should teach your mind why it is definitely okay...” His words were cool, calming, yet heavy with lust. I sighed relief knowing that he wasn't mad. I began to wonder how he was going to teach me as he slid off the bed and walked to the wall of toys. He looked the wall over once and finally chose the fridge. I tried to see what he pulled out and shivered as I saw chocolate sauce and ice cream. He carried the bottle and a bowl filled with vanilla bean ice cream to the bed and kneeled on to it.

 

“You see, things such as this can be very sweet.” He slowly undressed me, down to my waist, eyes dancing over my freshly exposed skin. I shuddered visibly as he traced a long, clawed finger down my collar bone to my left nipple, swirling around it, but never making true contact. He lifted his hand and scooped out a single ball of ice cream and placed in on my chest, causing me to wince at the sudden icy substance. Next, he poured chocolate sauce over the scoop of vanilla, purposely missing slightly at times, dropping warm, chocolate liquid onto my chest. He bent over slowly with a dark glint in his eyes and began to lap up his meal. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, waiting un-impatiently for his tongue to trace over my skin.

 

“Ahh...” I let out a small shriek of pleasure as his wet, talented muscle danced across my skin. All that was left was chocolate sauce now, and he made sure that he got each and every drip up. From my stomach to the crook of my neck, he inched his way up my body, planting kisses and bites in his wake. I squirmed involuntarily from most of this; pleasure was shooting through me too much with each feral kiss. I could hear myself whimper, not like a girl but more along the lines of a manly man... Being voluntarily molested by someone manlier. He made a detour when he reached the middle of my chest and moved right to nip at my left nipple. Or was it my right nipple? All I knew was that the first nip made me whimper louder, this time, like a girl. I could hear him laugh through his teeth as he used his long, sexy... Yes, sexy... Nails to stroll down my waist. My sensory nerves were being sent on the ride of their life as I fought back sighs and shrieks, hiding them in my throat, where they threatened to rise again.

 

And they did.

 

“You scream like a prepubescent girl.” He smirked up at me as he continued to rub my desperate-for-the-attention member through my clothes. I scowled at him the best one could while being fondled by all-knowing hands, which only received a darker smirk and another deep kiss. This time, however, I fought back and claimed dominance in his mouth, flicking my tongue over his sharp canine fangs. His hands began to strip me of my clothing as I laid my head back and reveled in the tickling sensation of my clothes coming off. I had always loved the feeling of stripping down to the nude. The feeling of being exposed always made me feel weak and defenseless, something you don't always get being the son of King Enma...

 

My mind dulled as a warm, inviting mouth engulfed my penis. I looked up after he had stroked me three times, or was it seven, and mentally asked myself when he had taken his clothes off. I didn't have much time to speculate on the thought though because just then he began to swirl his tongue around my member's head, dancing around as it twitched in his oral cave. I let out a moan of deep pleasure as I threw my head back against the pillows, twisting it back and forth, as if trying to pretend the reality wasn't real. He slipped his hands over my thighs and traced random symbols over them, making me writhe in ecstasy. Absent-mindedly, I started arching my hips, pushing myself into his mouth more, only for him to release me and began to lick at the small vein that was too sensitive for its own good under my penis. My body jumped at the first lick, screamed at the second, shuddered at the third and gave up from the fourth and after, all of this accompanied with random curses of how good this felt all the way. I arched my hips into his tongue, dying for the attention he was giving me. I could feel a swirl of an unknown sensation begin to make itself known in the lower pit of my stomach and my member throbbed almost angrily. I saw my release in the back of my eyelids and I smiled, waiting for it to come.

 

But he stopped me.

 

I shot my head up at him and grunted in distress as he pinched the head of my member, holding back my release. The swirling hadn't fully disappeared, but it was easy to ignore from my now rush of anger. I opened my mouth to yell, but he beat me to it.

 

“Not yet, god-child. Now, roll over and get on your knees.” His words were, once again, calming, like he knew exactly why I was furious. The words spun in my head for a brief moment and caused me to beam and giggle excitedly, not like a girl mind you, at the thought of a new experience. I complied with his wishes and found myself on my knees, facing the back of the bed and wall. I looked over my shoulder to see that he was consulting a plant with a vast amount of flowers. He looked them over carefully and finally chose a large, white flower with red speckles on it by poking one of its petals. The vine that connected the plant to the flower stretched out and followed him to the bed as he stood behind me. Without a word, he commanded me to turn my head, causing me to do so, leaving my mind to wonder what he had planed to do. He tickled my inner thighs gently, which made me shiver and laugh softly, in a manly way, also making me spread my legs a little wider. He stopped and the next sensation I felt was absolutely indescribable. All I can really say is that it was warm, moist and slightly gooey, and it pressed into the small cavity of my ass. I stiffened at the invasion and received a soft hand run down my spine and a gentle request to relax. With the encouragement of his hand on my back, I complied with him once again and willed my body to relax. As it continued to push deeper into me, I suddenly began to feel a weird pleasure coming from within me. It didn't feel all too good, but it definitely wasn't bad. I felt the invader slide out of me, only to reappear with what seemed to be a friend. It hit me like a brick when I realized it was his hand. I almost laughed out at my stupidity, but refrained from allowing him to see that. Soon, three fingers were inside me, stretching gently, probing my inner walls tauntingly, which made me relax so much that I actually lied down onto the pillows. It was sexually pleasurable, yes, but a type that almost made one sleepy.

 

I whimpered aloud as his fingers left my body. I needed him so bad that I thought I would cry. He laughed and rubbed my back as he applied more of the plant sap lubricant to his member. The touch calmed me a little, a reassuring motion saying that soon I'd be filled again. And indeed, I was. He positioned himself at my prepared entrance, spread my legs open a little wider and pushed in slowly, driving my nerves insane. I wanted to push back against him with every bit of strength I had, but I knew it was for my own good. Inch by inch he crept into my body as I willed it to relax against the new invasion. When he was all the in at last, he took a moment for both of us to rest. I could feel the slight trembles of pleasure coarse through his hips as he rested against my rear; it sent shivers up and down my spine. He pulled out slowly and pushed in again, faster and now at a different angle. I knew for a fact he was aiming for that spot again and I quivered in anticipation, waiting for the explo-

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!” I screamed harder than before, the guttural force ripped through my body as he pushed directly into my prostate. He smirked behind me and shoved harder into me. He hit the same spot every time, making my shrieks of pleasure louder.

 

“Now.. Don't.. Scream.. Don't.. Come..” His command came between each thrust and I could hardly calculate the words. I bit down on my lip hard, trying to comply with his order, but the sensation of that spot being hit harder and being stroked longer made it almost impossible. I dropped my head into the pillow, desperately searching for aid to follow his order, but it gave little help at all. I had just about conquered my wails of pleasure when he took his long nails and tickled my lower stomach. I burst out in a shriek that sounded too much like a girl as my soft tummy was tortured. I had failed miserably in one command, but I was determined to follow the other.

 

It wasn't easy.

 

He soon left my belly and took my throbbing member into his hand, stroking it at the same speed as his thrusts. I squirmed and groaned, fighting my body's need to come with all the will power I had in me. It was mind blowing beyond words, being taken from behind and jerked off at the same time. Every time I came close to where my body began to convulse, he pinched the head of my dick, stopping my release. I begged and pleaded, screamed and cried out for release as he fucked me raw. I was about to die, I could feel it, and even if I did, I was in Heaven already, so it didn't matter much anyways. He moaned deep against my back and his seed shot into me, seeping out of my entrance. The sensation of him filling me with his own self caused me to come, violently. I fucked his hand until I had nothing left to give. We both collapsed on to the bed, falling into a pool of my own fluids, him still inside me, exhausted, worn out and happy.

 

The next thing I remember was a nice, dreamless sleep.

 

I woke up before I opened my eyes and felt... Grass? I sat for a second, feeling around with hands and feet and continued to grasp only green and the tree that was seemingly behind me. Reluctantly, as I could feel that the sun's light would blind me, I opened my eyes and was amazed to see that I was back in the same place I had first fallen asleep. My clothes were back on, a little wrinkled from being crumpled on his floor. I could tell that the sun was rising, which meant I had been out of the Reikai for over twelve hours. I stood up, brushing my self off, and began walking, somewhat clumsily, back to the way I entered the forest. It was going to take Hell to explain why I had been gone for so long, but I figured it was worth it.

 

I wasn't stressed anymore.