Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Encounter with a Demon ❯ I wish... ( Chapter 1 )

She paced around the room, anticipating his arrival. He'd never been this late before. There soon came a knock on the door. With a hopeful breath she answered it to see only a deliveryman, “Mrs. Heroshima?” Her smile faded a bit, “Yes.” He held out a rose to her, “This came for you.” She reached for it absent mindedly, “Thank you.” And shut the door. She placed the rose on the nightstand and collapsed on the bed. Soon her mind began to wander. Where was he? Why was he so late? Thousands of questions plagued her. She turned over on her side trying to calm her restless mind. Soon she began to drift to sleep. Again there came a soft knock at the door. She debated answering it. After a few seconds she rose and answered it, “You're late.” A tall man stood in the doorway. He had long red hair and the most beautiful emerald green eyes. “I'm sorry.” He replied, entering the room. She closed the door and turned to face him, “So, where were you?” He smiled, “Does it really matter?” He sat down on the bed and motioned for her to sit next to him. She sighed, and then took the seat in question. He took the rose from the nightstand, “Did you read the card?” She cast a weary glance over the plant and shook her head. He set the flower on her lap, “You should.” She complied, reading the card out loud, “To my dearest friend, best wishes on this most special of days. Always Suichi.” She closed her eyes as she set the rose on the bedding next to her. The next thing she felt was a warm sensation on her lips. He ran his hand through her hair as they fell back into the bed. Wow! In her mind she was thinking that she didn't know kisses came in that flavor, but she was a bit perplexed as she has always assumed they where `just friends' though deep inside she wished it could me more. What could have caused this sudden change? “Whatever.” She whispered to herself. He looked at her, “What?” “It's nothing.” She assured him. She kissed him back, feeling that pleasurable sensation wash over her body, taking her breath away. He broke the kiss, surprised to fell her trying to sit up, and pinned her back down. She'd never seen him act this way, and it frightened her. Again he kissed her and the fear seemed to melt away. She felt his hands over the buttons of her blouse. Yet again the kiss was broken as she stared up into his eyes. Dancing behind the tree green orbs was what appeared to be molten gold, Yoko. She ran her hands through his hair as he removed her blouse, tossing it to the floor. He pulled off his own shirt and tossed it as well before resuming to kiss her neck as he ran one hand down to her skirt. She moaned in protest, “We shouldn't… Suichi… we really…” He put a hand over her mouth, “Shhhh, it's alright.” * A second later and it was on the floor, a long with his pants. She couldn't help what she was feeling thanks to the demonic fragrance emanating from the rose. He again resumed kissing her, starting at the neck and slowly moving down to her chest. She entangled her hands with in his crimson hair, the action encouraging him to continue. Slowly he moved the straps of her bra down, revealing her hardening breasts. She let a small gasp escape her lips as his quickly closed over one of her erect nipples. Ever so slowly his hands slid over her body, reaching down and removing what was left of her clothing. Another gasp escaped from her mouth as two of his fingers slid into her opening. She rocked her hips in sync with him, feeling her pleasure mount higher and higher. He enjoyed this, feeling this woman squirm beneath him. He wanted to prolong this display of lust. A smirk crept across his face as he removed his hand from her, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness, but only for a short time. He positioned himself above her to gain better access to her womanhood, and soon had his whole length embedded deep inside her. Her nails dug into his shoulders as screams of pleasure ever so slightly mixed with pain escaped from her throat. The bed squeaked as he rocked himself in and out of her. She wrapped her legs around him, trying to keep herself close to his warm body, both wanting what was coming and feeling it was wrong. Feeling her body begin to tense, he pulled back to look at the face of the dazed woman beneath him. He pinched her thigh, drawing a small shriek of shock form her lips. Positioning her hands behind his neck, he resumed rocking into her. Her breath became heavier and moan of pleasure grew louder as she reached her climax, the sounds and scent pushing the demon to drive ever harder and deeper into her. She began to convulse causing him to loose himself and fill her with his lust. He laid his head on her chest, listening to her heart slowly return to its normal rhythm as she fell asleep. A smile never leaving his face, he dressed and set the rose back on the nightstand, it's fragrance gone. Before leaving, he wrote a note to his sleeping woman and places it as well on the nightstand. On the way back to his room he congratulated himself on being the first man to tack her and while she was ovulating at that. As he lay out on his bed his eyes dimmed back to their forest green color before yawning and turning in for the night.

 

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