Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Marked ( Chapter 24 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Another update. A very naughty one as there are two sexual incidents in here involving our favorite couple.

Word list

izakaya- Japanese pub, usually open only in the evening hours.

Kabukicho- red light district. Lots of sexual clubs and love hotels. And places were thugs hide out trying to rob tourists.

Zanshin- is a sense of lingering awareness. Used when training solo. The practitioner visualizes their opponent and attacks as if they were really there.

Chapter 24- Marked

August 18, 1993 Makai

Kurama held on to Botan's hand as he led her out of the city, heading into the dense forest that surrounded much of Gandara's land. An hour into their travel, the kitsune caught a flash of light from the corner of his eye and he lifted his gaze, frowning as lightning danced within the low lying clouds. A gust of wind swirled around him, tugging at his hair and he felt the pressure in the air drop, signaling a massive and impending storm. We need to move faster. “We should hurry along, Botan.” He murmured, lowering his head as he increased his pace.

“What's wrong? Are we being followed or something?” Botan asked, nearly running to keep up with the red head as he pulled her along.

“Not that I can tell, but a storm is brewing above our heads that I would like to avoid if at all possible.”

“Why? It's just a little bit of rain and lightning... how bad can it be?”

A blinding flash of lightning exploded, the roar of thunder instantly following and the deity let out a yelp as a sudden deluge of water slammed into her, soaking her clothing, the stinging cold making her shiver and she was about to protest when she felt Kurama pulled away then grab her, sweeping her into his arms. “Kurama, what are you doing?!”

The kitsune raced forward, ignoring the rain and the way his own body began to shiver. “Getting us out of this downpour!” He shouted above the howl of the wind, skidding to a stop as lightning struck a nearby tree, sparks and debris flying from the explosion of heated energy and he dropped to his knees, reaching up to cover the back of the deity's head with his hand, protecting her body with his larger frame. Kurama grit his teeth to stifle the cry of pain as the debris slammed into him, his back pack doing little to absorb the force of the blow. He held on, his ears popping from the shock wave of thunder that nearly knocked him over, overloading his senses, even as he rose up and ran forward once again.

Botan clung to Kurama, her cry of fear muffled as the kitsune held her tight to his body, her ears popping from the thunder, nose wrinkling from the heavy smell of ozone in the air and she wrapped her arms around the red head's neck as he rose, charging forward. She dared a glance up at the youkai's face, seeing the focused look and she kept silent, knowing he was searching for some kind of shelter.

Kurama kept running, ignoring the throbbing pain along his back, relying on his smell, his instincts driving him to the left near a cliff ridge and he came to a stop, spying vines tangled downward along the rocky face and he lowered the girl to the ground, waving his hands, the vines parting at his command and he took her hand in his, pulling her inside the small cave, the vines returning to their original state, covering the entrance and he let go, turning to face her. “Are you okay?”

The ferry girl nodded, shivering. “Yes... but... it... would be nice to have some warmth... about right now...”

He frowned at her shivering, sliding the backpack off his shoulder, dropping it to the ground. “You need to get out of those clothes, Botan, or you'll get sick from exposure.”

“What about you?” Botan asked, noting how tightly his pants and long jacket clung to him, seeing his own body shaking a bit.

He looked over at her, a smirk forming on his lips. “That eager to see me naked are you?” He teased.

Botan blushed darkly, even if part of her was very curious. Her body remembered his touch, longing for it once more, a spark of heat filling her at the images that suddenly danced in her head but she remained defiant, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing how easily he affected her, sticking her tongue out at him in response.

Kurama laughed at her reaction and walked towards the back of the cave, water trickling down along the rock, a burst of faint light illuminating the dark and he craned his neck back, studying the small crevice. Interesting. He thought, lowering his gaze to the moss like plants that grew around the pool of water and he crouched down, grabbing a bunch, crumbling it to test the dryness and he rose, walking back to the girl. He dropped the plants down next to his backpack, scrounging around for some rocks, placing them in a circle in the center of the stone floor. Kurama then headed back to the entrance, tugging at the vines, bunching them up as he returned to Botan's side.

The ferry girl watched him with curious eyes, unable to help herself from asking. “What are you doing, Kurama? Do you need me to help?”

He dropped to his knees, placing the plant material in the center, tearing apart the thick vines into small strips, laying them over the moss. “I'm going to start a fire,” He looked up at her, smiling a bit. “You can help me by doing what I suggested earlier and strip out of those wet clothes, Botan.”

“But I don't have anything else to wear.” She pouted, blinking as the red head unzipped his backpack, pulling out a blue zip up hoodie.

“You can wear this until your clothing dries.” He murmured, handing the article of clothing to her.

Botan took the hoodie, looking down at it then back at him. “But what about you?”

“I'll be fine, Botan.” He replied, unzipping the side pocket of his back pack, drawing out a box of matches. He slid the box open, drawing out a match, striking it against the side, fire igniting on it's tip and he lowered it down and into the plant material, the greenery quickly bursting into flame, a crackling sound echoing in the small cave as the vines soon caught fire, warmth radiating from the source an Kurama rose, heading back to the entrance.

“Where are you going, Kurama?”

He stopped, looking back at the ferry girl, giving her a comforting smile. “I'm going to gather some wood. Don't worry, I won't be long and I won't go far.”

Botan watched him go, staring down at the hoodie in her hands. Biting her lip she turned her head back to the entrance then sighed, lowering the article of clothing onto the ground as she began to undress.

Kurama headed out into the storm, racing towards the closest trees he could find, scrounging underneath the low level branches, scooping up as many dry pieces of wood he could find. He charged back into the cave, the vines obeying his silent command. “I've got the wood...” His whispered, his voice dying out at the sight of Botan standing there with her back to him, dressing in nothing but her bra and panties. He froze in his spot as he watched her pull the hoodie up and over her shoulders, the heat in his veins traveling downward, waking up a certain part of his anatomy, gold flecks floating in the emerald pools of his eyes, a groan of admiration escaping his throat, causing the girl to jump.

Botan whirled around at the sound of a groan, the hoodie unzipped as she clutched at the fabric, exclaiming. “Ack! Kurama, don't scare me like that!”

He blinked, drawn out his haze of lust at her words, clearing his throat as he walked past her. “Sorry about that, Botan...” He tried to focus his attention on the task at hand and dumped the wood some distance from the fire. The kitsune reached down, grabbing a few branches, breaking them into smaller pieces with little effort, tossing them into the fire, little flitters of red ash shooting up before settling back down, the sound of crackling wood filling the shelter.

Botan watched him work, zipping up the hoodie, pulling it down past her hips as she asked, “Is there anything I can do to help you, Kurama?”

He kept his eyes on the fire, trying hard to behave himself. I want her... but I don't want to push for too much right now... I want it to be right... and loving... not filled with the lust I have for her right now. “You can sit by the fire and warm up, Botan,” He replied, turning his gaze back to her when she didn't move. “What is it?”

Botan shuffled her feet, looking at the stone floor. “It's a bit... cold... to sit down like this.”

He smiled and pulled out a seed from under his hair, feeding it power, the plant forming into a giant leaf an he lay it down to his right. “This should help.”

The ferry girl smiled at his gallantry, walking over to sit down beside him, wrapping her arms around her legs as she pulled them up to her chest. The rain continued to fall, flashing of light dancing in near constant bursts and Botan was thankful for the warmth and shelter. “How long will this storm take to pass do you think?”

The kitsune lifted a stick from the pile of wood, idly poking the fire, keeping his gaze forward. “Hard to say. Makai storms can last for days.”

“Really?” She replied, frowning at the news, her own eyes watching the flames dance within the wood. “I hope this one doesn't last that long.”

“I agree.” Kurama replied. “Though I don't mind it... so long as you are by my side, Botan.”

The ferry girl blushed, smiling shyly. “I will always be at your side, Kurama.”

Her words made the red head's heart react and he favored her with a tender look. “And I will always be at yours, Botan.”

A comfortable silence fell between them and it was several moments before the girl spoke,

“Your world... is rather interesting. It's so very different than what I imagined it to be.”

“How so?” He asked, looking over at her with curious eyes.

“Well... it is rather beautiful... even if the sky is always red,” She began, voice soft. “The people here are not all evil monsters that want to devour human beings and many look just like humans themselves.”

“True,” Kurama said, shifting his gaze back to the fire. “This world is more complex than I'm sure you've been taught about in Reikai,” He paused, features shifting into a serious look. “But there are also those here that want to kill humans and eat their flesh... and live to cause pain, chaos, and death. When the war comes there will be many causalities... in both realms. I fear there is little that can be done to stop it.”

“Will you have to fight as well?” Botan asked, studying him in concern.

“If Yomi requires it, then yes,” Kurama answered. “That is why I must find fighters to recruit and train that can annihilate the two opposing factions army. Six men over a 100,000 in ki will be able to complete that task. Which leaves the second in command for each king to fight head to head. It is the winner of that battle that will decide the outcome of Makai's destiny.”

“Yusuke and Hiei... you'll have to fight them both, won't you?”

Kurama nodded, regret in his tone. “I do not wish to, but if this keeps up, by the time Raizen is dead... the war will begin. We are all on different sides... most likely we will kill each other in the process of determining the winner of this world.”

She reached out with her left hand, resting it over Kurama's right one. “I don't want you to die, Kurama.”

He looked down at her hand over his, smiling sadly. “I don't want to die, either, Botan. I would rather remain in Ningenkai with you. Married and with a family of our own... free from the turmoil of this place.”

The mention of children made the deity blush and she whispered shyly. “When will we be able to do that, Kurama?”

“Marry or have a family?” He asked, looking over to her. “Because part of me is rather... eager to start on the later...”

She took his meaning and shifted a bit, clearing her throat, her mind recalling her conversation with Kanjaku and she murmured. “Is it true that you'll have to... mark me... when we... have sex?”

His eyebrows shot up. “How did you learn of that?”

She lowered her gaze, feeling heat on her cheeks as she answered. “When I begged Kanjaku to bring me here to see you, he warned me that I wasn't marked yet. That it was one of the few rules that all youkai followed and since I wasn't marked, I was in danger of... unwanted advances from the male demons that populated this place.”

“He's right,” Kurama replied. “It is dangerous to be here unmarked by me, Botan. That is partly why I was so upset earlier. We have not physically bonded yet. If you remain here... unmarked... then many youkai may come after you... to claim you as theirs... But you are mine and I don't share.”

The possessiveness in his voice was more arousing than she wanted to admit and she could only listen as he continued,

“I will kill any demon that tries to touch you, Botan. But I cannot defeat all of them should they make an attempt to take you from me. That's why it was safer for you to be in Ningenkai.”

“But I had to see you, Kurama,” She countered, rehashing their old argument. “It was a risk I was willing to take.”

He studied her intently then turned away, not wanting to frighten her with intensity of his feelings, trying to control the desire that continued to burn in his veins for her. “It's a risk I'm not willing to make, Botan. I love you too much to have you hurt or worse... over me. The next time I have to come here, I will go alone.”

She said nothing for a few seconds, hesitating out of nervousness before she asked, “And if I were marked by you? Would I be able to come here to stay close to you?”

He let out a shaky breath, trying to calm the rising need of his body and heart for her. “Yes,” He answered in a low timbre. “But you are not ready for that yet, Botan. I don't want your first time with me to be filled with lust... I want to be gentle with you... and love you properly...”

I know you're worried about hurting me, but Kurama, I love you and want you, too. She wrapped her hand around his, lifting it, looking straight into his eyes, wanting him to see the depths of her desire and love she held for him. Botan rested Kurama's hand against the side of her neck, asking softly, “Is this where you'd mark me?”

He turned his focus back on the ferry girl as he felt his hand being lifted and rested on her neck. Botan's pulse was strong beneath his fingertips, and he was drawn to her eyes even as his mind warned of the danger of losing himself in those amethyst pools. He shook his head, slowly dragging his fingertips down to the muscle between her neck and shoulder, voice thick and deep . “This is where I'd mark you, Peony.” With great reluctance, Kurama withdrew his hand. “But not here and not now...”

Botan was disappointed at the loss of contact but said nothing, the silence growing between them until Kurama suddenly sneezed and the ferry girl brought her gaze back to him. His body was shivering, even with the warmth of the fire and she frowned, studying the way the kitsune's hair clung to his face and neck, his clothing still soaked and she whispered. “Kurama, you really need to get out of those clothes or you'll catch your death.”

He smiled softly at her concern. “I'll be fine, Botan. It'll take more than some damp clothes to kill me... a... achoo!!!” He sneezed again, a perplexed expression on his face.

Botan stifled a giggle at the silly look on the fox spirit's face. “See, your body agrees with me.”

Off course it does. It wants you as badly as my heart and mind do. He commented silently, waving off her words, knowing if he stripped down now things could spiral out of control. And I don't want to pressure her into anything she isn't ready for. “It'll be alright, Botan. There's no need to worry over me.”

But the ferry girl would not relent. “Stop being so stubborn.” She chided, reaching out to tug at his jacket, wanting to help him, only to gasp as the red head gently grabbed her wrists, stopping her. “Kurama?”

He felt the increased pulse of her heart as he held her wrists, heard the hitching of her breath, her gasp sparking the heat he already had for the ferry girl. His body demanded relief from it's state of arousal but his mind hesitated out of fear of frightening her and the kitsune lowered his gaze to hide his desire. “You shouldn't do that, Botan.”

“Do what?” Botan asked in confusion, frowning when the fox spirit lowered his gaze away from hers. Why is he looking away from me? Did I upset him again? “I want to help you, Kurama,” She replied, starting to ramble to cover her nervousness. “ I don't want you to get sick. Not that I mind taking care of you... but you really should strip down and warm yourself by the Fi...” her voice was cut off suddenly in shock as Kurama pulled her into his lap, letting her wrists go as he wrapped his arms around her.

Kurama hugged her to quiet her nervous rambling, reveling in the way her body seemed to meld against his own, knowing he was in danger of going too far. But I want to let her know my feelings. “I love you, Botan... I want you to know that...” He whispered, tilting his head against hers. “Being away from you these past few weeks has taught me how much I have missed being in your presence,” He paused, voice lowered, tinged with frustration as he croaked out, “But now that I'm with you again, I find myself longing for your touch and your love. And it is becoming difficult to hold back my desire for you,” Loosening his hold, Kurama dropped his arms to the side, leaning back to give her a bit of space, his head bowed low. “So, you see, Peony, you should be careful around me. I don't want to... hurt you... or force myself on you... because of what my body wants.”

Botan listened, enjoying the way he held her, brow furrowing at the frustration she could hear in his voice her own frustration rising to the surface. Even now, he worries about my feelings and my heart. She reached out, cupping the kitsune's face, gently urging him to look up at her.

Kurama lifted his gaze, finding the girl studying him with love and longing, remaining silent as she spoke,

“Kurama... I know how you feel and I know you worry greatly about scaring me with the intensity of your feelings,” Botan began, her eyes meeting his as she explained. “But my feelings are just as intense for you,” She whispered, love and lust mingled within her darkening amethyst eyes as she caressed his face. “I missed you greatly while you were away. My body... aches for your touch... and to share that love with you... I am... nervous... yes, and I confess I know very little about what to do.. when it comes to sex... but you won't be forcing yourself on me. I'm more than willing to share my body with you... because I want and need you, too... I wanted you in that room... and I want you now...” The ferry girl lowered her hands, leaning in, giving him butterfly kisses along his jaw to his ear, whispering in a shy but excited tone. “So show me, Kurama, how much you want me... please...”

Kurama was shocked at her words. Is this real or a dream? He wondered, meeting her gaze as she spoke to him. He saw the change in the girl's eyes, saw the pupils dilate, heard the rapid beating of her heart, caught the scent of her arousal and he groaned at the kisses along his jaw, jolts of pleasure racing through his veins and down into his manhood, growing hard from the simple contact and he reacted, leaning in to nuzzle along her neck, inhaling her scent, finding it intoxicating, his body overriding his mind as he whispered heatedly. “Botan...”

The ferry girl's eyes fluttered at the sensation of him nuzzling her skin, heart racing, body trembling at the way his actions were making her feel. “Kurama...” She whispered in return, letting go her hesitation and fear and she kissed down his neck, moving closer to him again, gasping as Kurama's hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her tight against him, feeling the bulge underneath her and she moved instinctively against him, unable to stifle the whimper at how good the contact felt.

Her whimper inflamed his lust for her and he lifted his head, eyes flecked with gold, searching her face for permission, groaning when she leaned in to kiss him. It was heated, needy, and oh so arousing and he returned it with equal vigor, moving her slowly against his confined member, her muffled gasp allowing him to claim her mouth, reveling in the taste of her, nearly losing it at the way she clung to his shoulders and began to move against him of her own accord.

Botan was going mad with need, her body aching, the sensation of his tongue in her mouth and his strained arousal driving her to react and she wanted more, needed more. They broke apart when the need to breathe kicked in, both panting and she bit her lip as Kurama reached up, unzipping the hoodie, sliding his fingers down along her shoulders, pushing the fabric off and it fell, revealing the girl's nearly naked and nubile body and she looked down shyly, blinking when she felt his finger crook under her chin, guiding her up to look at him.

God she is beautiful! He thought, admiring her lovely form and pride filled him. And mine... all mine now... He kept his eyes locked on hers, as he pulled his hand away from her chin, taking her hands in his own, guiding them to the bottom of his jacket, whispering. “Don't afraid to touch me, too, Botan.”

She caught his meaning and she slowly tugged the jacket up and off Kurama's torso, the green turtleneck following after and she looked at him, hands shaking a bit as she traced the contours of his abs and up to his chest, his low moan a sign that she was doing something right and she marveled at the expressions on her beloved's face and she longed to please him even more, her eyes traveling down to the button of his pants and she slid her hands downward, resting them at the waistline of his pants, tugging the button, unzipping him, moving back as he watched her, silently approving her actions and he lifted his hips to let her tug his pants past his hips and off his legs.

Botan's gaze was locked on the large bulge in the black boxer briefs and she blushed, unable to help herself from staring and Kurama smirked, pulling her into his lap, giving her heated kisses down her neck, tracing his fingertips down her back, cupping her bottom to press her against the covered and throbbing bulge and the deity's shyness was quickly forgotten as she leaned into him, caressing his shoulders and his back, the ache making her move desperately against him. She needed something... needed him to make the ache go away and she panted in his ear. “Please...”

Part of him roared to tear her panties off and claim her then and there. But the dominant part of his mind refused, drawing out the pleasure for them both, wanting it to last... to make it memorable for her. Kurama pulled his head back, eyes on hers as his hand slid down, crooking his fingers to brush against the growing wet spot of her panties before slipping them into the thin fabric, rubbing her sensitive spot with his thumb in slow round motions, male pride filling him as she gasped and whimpered his name and he grew bolder, carefully crooking his finger, sliding it into the deity very gently, making come hither motions with his fingertip, reveling in the sight of her rocking in reaction adding another one slowly, knowing his lover was close. “Don't look away, Botan... look at me...”

Her eyes widened at the new and arousing sensation of him touching her intimately and she reacted, bucking against his fingers, driven crazy with need for more and she gripped his shoulder, panting and whimpering. God, don't stop... please... I'm so close! Her mind and body cried, hips thrusting forward, the pleasure building and building, his name whispered heatedly as she felt the coil tightening within.

Kurama sensed her walls start to pulse around his fingers, hard to the point of pain in his want of her but he held back, his desire to please her more important at the moment and he flicked his thumb against her sensitive spot. “Let go, Botan... it's alright... don't be afraid... let go... for me.... lover...”

It was too much, too good, and the tight coil within her snapped, clamping down around his fingers, gasping then crying out his name as she rode out her pleasure, biting her lip so hard it bled, “Kurama! Oh God... Ahh! Mmm...”

It was so arousing, watching her let go, feeling her walls pulsing around his fingers, eyes flashing at the bit of blood from her lip and he leaned in, licking up the crimson fluid, voice low and deep. “Beautiful, Botan... lovely, Botan...” He whispered, kissing her again and again as he slowly withdrew his fingers from her, holding her still as she shuddered and moaned. “Love you... Love to please you...”

She panted at the kisses, returning them, shivering in delight as she came down from her high, trying to calm the pounding of her heart as she buried her face in his neck, moaning. “Kurama... I've never felt anything like this before... was so good... I didn't know... could feel this way...”

He smiled, kissing her pulse point, his own need straining up and nearly out of his boxer briefs. “It is just the beginning, Botan...” He whispered heatedly, pulling back to study her. “But we can stop... at anytime... You have to tell me... what you want...”

Botan lowered her gaze, seeing he was in need of relief himself and whispered shyly. “I want to please you too... but I don't... I don't know what to do...” She reached down, curious in her touch as she traced the outline of his manhood, blinking at his hiss and she looked up, seeing his reaction was one of pleasure and she asked shyly, “Is... Is this okay?”

His eyelids fluttered at her gentle contact, his member twitching in response and he moaned out. “Yes... more than okay.... but... you... you don't have to do this, Botan...”

His words were perplexing. “I know I don't... but I want to.” She replied, nervous as she reached out, tugging at his boxer briefs, pulling them down, blushing at the sight of his manhood springing at full attention. It was thick... and big... but not too much so and she looked back up at Kurama, eyes asking what to do and the kitsune took her hand gently, wrapping it around the base, his hand over hers as he showed her, drawing it up the length then back down, panting out. “Like this, lover... go as slow... or as fast as you want... squeeze it as you pull up... then down...” He let her hand go, moaning as the girl pumped him slowly and gently, panting out his pleasure. “Ahh.. yes.. like that... just like that... Botan,” He leaned into her, panting against the skin of her neck, kissing up to her ear, whispering in a low timbre, “Feels good, lover... so good...”

Botan blushed at his words, surprised at how hot and hard his member was and she pumped him a bit faster, accidently brushing the top of her hand over the tip and she nearly jumped as he gasped.

“God... Botan.. that... that's...”

She did it again, enjoying the power she had in pleasing him, asking shyly. “Does that feel good?”

“Yes...” he panted, reaching up to give her a bruising kiss, fingers twined tightly in her hair, breaking apart to moan out. “God, peony.. you're going to push me over the edge.. if you keep that up...”

She felt him thicken in her hand and she looked down, seeing his abs flex. “Kurama are you...” She started, her concerned voice cut off when her lover gripped her shoulder and she watched in fascination at his expression and the way his manhood seemed alive in her hand.

Kurama felt the fire in his veins roaring down and up through his twitching member, snapping his hips up, gasping in pleasure as his essence exploded out and he came hard, hissing. “Yessss! God... Botan.. so good...”

Botan looked down, shocked at how violently his body reacted to her attention, blushing at the white fluid that now coated her hand and skin, knowing what it was, slowly loosening her hold around him, voice soft and very shy. “Kurama... you made... quite a mess...”

He groaned, pulling his head back to look down, croaking out, “You... made me... this way... Botan... wanted you... badly... couldn't help... myself...” He felt bad for not warning her and he whispered. “Let's... clean up... koishii...” He rose, pulling her with him, comfortable in his nakedness as he led her to the back of the cave, using the small pool there to wash up. Now clean, the deity tested her clothing, finding them nearly dry and she dressed, zipping up the hoodie Kurama had given her earlier. Kurama dug into his backpack, pulling out new clothing, dressing in jeans and a black button down shirt, slipping his brown jacket back on. They turned to face each other once more, settling down by the fire, the kitsune speaking first.

“I am sorry... if I frightened you at all, Botan... I was just... I've wanted you for so long... that I couldn't hold back.”

Botan smiled shyly. “It's alright... I wasn't afraid... it was... exciting to see... you like this... I feel... special... that you let me... touch you like that... and that you... touched me as you did... I didn't realize just how... wonderful... those sensations could be.”

He tilted his head, studying her. “You must have witnessed such acts between men and women before?” he asked, curious as to how much she actually knew about sex.

Her blushed darkened. “I know... what happens when men and women love each other... I've also seen men naked before... but I've never... personally experienced anything like this. You're... my first...”

His features softened at her sudden shyness. She is vulnerable right now... I must take care to not hurt her in anyway. “I am honored to be your first, koishii... But we still... haven't completed our bond... what we did... is sexual... but it's not... sex... per se...”

“I know...” She whispered, looking over at him. “I want that, too... but... not here... I want to bond with you completely...at your home... in... our bed...”

Our bed. He thought, features contemplative. It really was their bed. Their home... That is where we belong... not here... He reached out, caressing her face with his fingertips. “I want that too, peony.” He whispered, leaning in to kiss her gently.

The ferry girl returned it, reveling in the softer affection, looking out at the cave entrance as the rain and lightning began to abate. “I think the storm is letting up, Kurama.”

The kitsune followed her gaze, nodding and he rose, putting out the fire before grabbing his backpack. Slinging it over his shoulder, the red head held out his hand for the girl to take. “Shall we go home, koishii?”

Botan nodded, taking his hand, smiling as he led her out and into the now calm air of Makai. She looked up into the sky, voice soft. “I think it's safe to use my oar don't you, Kurama?” She asked, looking over to him. “It'll get us home faster than on foot.”

The kitsune looked up, making sure no lightning flashed before nodding. “I think that's a good suggestion, Botan.”

The ferry girl beamed, letting go of his hand, lifting it up, materializing an oar and she lowered down, sliding sideways, patting the area behind her.

Kurama chuckled and went over, sliding beside her.

“Hold on tight!” She shouted, rising up into the air, blushing when she felt his arms wrap around her waist then smiled, following his direction, flying through the air at top speed towards the portal that would take them back to Ningenkai.

August 18, 1993 Minamino Residence

Botan floated down onto the first floor roof of Kurama's house, missing the warmth of the kitsune's arms as he let go and slid off, smiling when he turned around and helped her up and off the oar, lowering her to her feet and the deity snapped her fingers, the oar disappearing instantly.

Kurama reached out, opening the window to his room before climbing in, turning to help Botan inside as well. He went over, turning on his desk lamp, giving a casual once over of the place and he smiled. It's good to be home. He thought, turning to face Botan as she spoke,

“Your mother isn't home yet, Kurama. She... She is alright though, isn't she?”

He smiled, touched at her concern over his mother and he nodded. “Before I went on that long mission for Yomi, I was able to tell her that you and would be on a long camping trip an unable to contact her.” He replied, sliding his backpack off, setting it on top of the dresser in his closet. “She won't be home until the 28th of this month.”

“So we... have to place to ourselves then?”

He turned to study her at the question, smirking a bit. “What do you have in mind, Peony, that you don't want my mother around, hmm?”

She blushed darkly, pouting. “Nothing, bad, Kurama... I just... It's just... oh hell...” She stammered, marching over to the bed, sitting down on the edge. “If we... If we... engage again in... what we did back there...” She started, resting her hands in her lap. “I don't want her to hear... what we're doing... she expects us to behave... and we were... until... today...”

He found her pout cute and he walked over, sinking down onto his desk chair, features softening at the genuine worry he could hear in her voice and he scooted over, reaching out to take her hands in his, caressing the tops with his thumbs. “Botan... there is nothing to be ashamed of. What we did... was because we love and desire each other. It's only natural that this would happen. Besides... I can't claim you properly yet. As much as I want you... we need to be... safe... in what we do.”

She looked down as he took her hands, enjoying the pleasant tingle that traveled up her arms at his touch, lifting her gaze at his words. “Safe?”

“Yes,” He replied with a nod. “I want children with you... but I haven't even finished high school yet. Until I have a proper job that can provide for our family... it's best we play it safe... and use protection.”

“Oh,” She replied, blushing at the thought of having his children and she smiled softly. “I see nothing wrong with that, Kurama...”

He matched her smile, lifting her hands to kiss the tops. “I'm glad you agree, beautiful,” He whispered, reluctantly letting go of her hands as he rose, heading over to his closet. “It's been a long day, Botan. We should get some rest. Tomorrow I will have to begin my search for the fighters I need to train for Yomi.”

Botan wanted to pull him back to her, to finish what they had started in the cave but knew now was not the right time. She watched him undress, reacting to the sight of his bare skin and she found herself unable to look away, blushing when he caught her staring.

Kurama smirked a bit when he felt her intense gaze, feeling her lust and her love for him, his own body responding and he had to calm down. We are not ready yet for that just yet.. I don't have any protection. He thought, adding that to his list of things to do tomorrow. “It's alright to look, Botan. I don't mind it... I admit I love looking at you in the same way.”

She pouted at his teasing tone, feeling a bit achy again though she tried to hide it by changing the subject. “Do I get to help you in the search tomorrow?” She asked, watching as he slid on a pair of green shorts and headed towards the bathroom.

“I'm counting on your help, Botan. I've been away from you for too long and I won't leave you again if I can help it.” He answered as he entered the bathroom and closed the door. Kurama brushed his teeth then relieved himself, coming back out into the room, smiling as the deity passed him with new undergarments and pajamas. He headed to the bed, sliding under the covers, propping his elbow, resting his chin in his palm, watching the girl come back to him, enjoying the closeness of her as she snuggled against him and he reached down, caressing her cheek with the back of his fingertips. “I love you, Botan, and want you to stay with me always.”

The deity leaned into his touch, gently clasping his wrist, turning to kiss it before pulling him to lay down beside her. “I love you, too, Kurama. And I want to be by your side always.” She whispered, leaning in to kiss him gently.

Kurama returned the soft kiss, wanting more but controlling himself as he settled beside the girl. He reached out, wrapping his arms around her, eyes fluttering closed. “Rest with me, Peony.”

Botan smiled at his pet name for her, her own eyes closing as she whispered, “Goodnight, fox.”

The pair quickly fell into a deep sleep, wore out from the days events and their first sexual encounter, both wondering what the next day would bring.

August 19th, 1993 Shinjuku district early evening

Kurama and Botan entered the the busy izakaya restaurant, talking in soft tones with the host who nodded and led them back to one of the private rooms, sliding the shoji door open, revealing five familiar faces who shouted out their various greetings,

“Hey there, mate!” Chuu called out, holding a bottle in his hand. “Yer right in time for the feast!”

“Hey now, if it isn't the fox and his blue haired lass!” Jin said with a grin. “Ya picked a great place that ya did!”

“Hello, Kurama,” Touya said in a polite tone. “Sorry for the bill, but you know how these guys get after they've had a bit of alcohol in them.”

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Suzuka commented with a huff. “I don't engage in such idle things as drinking, not good for the skin or the liver. Though I admit there were a few lovely women that were rather charming to look at when we came here.”

“Who cares, let's just get this over with,” Shishiwakamaru growled, crossing his arms.

“Thank you all for coming,” Kurama replied, looking around. “Rinku had to stay home I take it?” He asked, noting that this particular pub was a mostly adult establishment and in a disreputable district, being close to the Kabukicho area. But this particular restaurant was one of the best to conduct meetings, the clientele loud and a bit rowdy, too concerned with having a good time to listen in on anyone else's conversation. The kitsune settled down in front of the low level table, Botan taking a spot to his left.

“Yeah, I didn't want to bring the little blighter here, too many... dark and unsavory things happening around here at night,” Chuu answered, taking a swig from the bottle in his hand as he leaned in closer to inspect the ferry girl. “But your woman is a hell of a lovely sheila,” He said, grinning as he asked, “You're that healer girl from the Urameshi team, right?”

Botan blinked but nodded, moving a bit closer to Kurama. “That's right. Botan from Reikai.”

Chuu looked over at the kitsune, giving a nod of approval then hiccuped, leaning back. “Ya got good taste there, Kurama! But ya better mark her soon or some other bloke will come along and try to take her from ya! Ah hah hah hah!”

Botan blushed at his words, relaxing as Kurama's hand moved to rest over hers.

“Such a brute,” Suzuka murmured, eyeing his friend with mild disdain. “No wonder you're still single.”

Chuu snapped his gaze over to the smaller youkai, growling. “Watch yer mouth there, blondie!” he growled then rubbed under his nose. “I'm just in a rut is all... I'll find my sheila yet, you watch!”

Touya reached up to rub his temples. “I feel a headache coming on, can we stop with the annoying chit-chat and get down to business?”

Kurama nodded, clearing his throat as he began. “I called you all here because I have a proposal for you. Each of you are gifted fighters and I know you seek more challenges to your skill. To that end I am offering to train you and if you accept my terms, you will all be able to reach 100,000 in ki level within the year.”

“So what's the catch?” Suzuka asked, eyeing the red head with a curious look.

“The catch is that you have to train really hard in a short amount of time,” Kurama answered, looking at each man as he spoke. “ Makai is edging towards a great war that will pit the three kings against each other. Right now, as we speak, Yusuke is training hard for Raizen, doubling his power levels while Hiei is under Mukuro's tutelage and is growing great in strength. I currently work for Yomi and have need of strong fighters who can overpower the other two armies that are amassing to the east and the north. You men have the greatest potential to achieve that.”

“So if we get stronger we'll get ta face off with Urameshi again?” Jin asked.

“That's right,” Kurama said with a nod. “And you will also be helping to maintain the balance of the three realms. If this war breaks out, untold damage will occur. I mean to keep Ningenkai safe from harm and to help keep Makai from falling into utter chaos and madness.”

“That's a tall order, Kurama,” Touya murmured. “But I do like this world and it's light. I don't want it to see it destroyed. So you can count me in.”

“Ya, I'll do it, if it means I can go toe to toe with Urameshi once more.” Jin said with a grin.

“Sound like a party I want to join!” Chuu said, slapping the table and pointing at the kitsune. “Ya got a deal there, mate!”

“I suppose it's better than nothing,” Shishiwakimaru murmured. “I'll play along.”

“The chance to grow stronger illuminates the darkness of my malaise, so I will throw in my lot with the rest of you and train until I am my most beautiful self once again.” Suzuka added, not seeing the roll of Shishi's eyes at his friend's postulating.

“Excellent,” Kurama said softly. “We will reconvene in the morning at the JR East rail station, bring whatever you wish for the journey,” He rose, Botan following. “And don't worry about the bill. I have it covered.” He called over his shoulder, smiling as the deity reached out and took his hand, leading him away as they exited, leaving the five youkai alone.

“Do you think he's telling the truth, Touya?” Shishi asked, looking over at the ice shinobi. “I for one am not fond of Kurama, though his woman is rather beautiful.” Lucky fox. He added silently.

“I believe Kurama's words and intentions,” Touya answered, looking down at his cup of tea. “He is Youko but he's also changed. His time in this world has made him into a different sort of youkai. One that I tend to admire.”

“Hmph...” Shishi sounded, crossing his arms. “We'll see if he can keep to his word, though I doubt we can reach 100,000 in only a year. That's two whole class jumps in power levels.”

“Always a downer, eh, Shishi?” Suzuka chimed in. “I am rather interested in what he plans to do to train us. I'm willing to work very hard to gain that new strength.”

“Right you are, mate!” Chuu said, grinning. “Any chance to face off against Urameshi is alright in my book!”

Suzuka tossed an irritated gaze at the larger man but said nothing and the five of them ate their dinner then left, heading off for some rest before their trip in the morning.

August 20, 1993 Genkai's compound

“You mean you're dropping us off to train with the old hag?!” Suzuka snapped in irritation, glaring over at Kurama who replied,

“There is no one else that can train you as well as Genkai,” He began. “It also the only place in the world that Reikai cannot see.”

“What is so important about that?” Touya asked.

“Because right now, Koenma and his father are at odds and Yusuke, Hiei, and I have been dishonorably discharged from service,” Kurama answered, walking up the steps that led to Genkai's compound. “So it's imperative that we keep your training secret.”

They reached the top of the stairs, finding the small form of Genkai waiting for them. “I see you've brought me more students to train. Good, I was getting rather bored,” Genkai greeted everyone in her usual manner then barked loudly, “Alright slackers, are you ready to train until you drop?!”

“I can handle whatever you throw at me, hag.” Shishi growled, still recalling his loss earlier in the year to the human psychic.

“Well see about that, pretty boy,” She shot back. “Wouldn't want you to break a nail or anything,” She muttered under her breath before turning. “Follow me. I'll show you your quarters where you'll be staying for the duration of your training.”

The youkai grumbled but followed and Kurama stepped into the main room of the first building, waiting patiently for Genkai to return.

“This lot is strong and capable, Kurama,” Genkai called out as she entered a few minutes later. “But how hard do you wish to push them?”

“As hard as you can, Master Genkai,” The kitsune answered. “They have one year to train and grow as strong as an S class warrior. If any one can achieve that, it's you.”

“Hmph... easier said than done,” The human psychic retorted, her gaze studying the kitsune with curious eyes. “I take it you told Botan that you love her then?”

Kurama blinked at her question but nodded. “Yes, I told her the truth of my heart,” He said in a soft tone. “I love her and she loves me. We will marry some day and have a family of our own. But that is a ways off yet. Right now, my focus is on trying to resolve the problem in Makai.”

“Understandable, given the large threat of Makai's bloody war spilling into this realm. It's a dangerous game you're playing though, Kurama. Are you sure this is the right course of action?”

“Yes. I only hope I do not have to fight both Yusuke and Hiei should it come to that. I would prefer to try to think of a way out of this mess.”

“And you haven't yet, have you?”

“If we're being honest, then no, I don't have a solution yet,” The kitsune admitted. “But I have a year to figure it out, so I will do what I can to mitigate the situation.” He headed towards the door, adding. “I will come by here as often as I can to help in their training and to test their progression in ki level. I thank you Genkai, for your help in this matter.”

Genkai smiled a bit. “It's a chance for some company if nothing else.” She replied. “And you're welcome.”

Kurama returned the smile, sliding the shoji door behind him. Slipping his shoes back on, the kitsune headed down the stairs and the train that would take him back home to Botan.

August 20, 1993 Minamino Residence

He found her still asleep, nestled comfortably in the covers of his bed, hugging his pillow and Kurama chuckled, leaving her to rest. Going over to his closet, the kitsune reached in, drawing out a martial arts practice outfit. He stripped out of his clothes, sliding the white pants up, pulling the drawstring tight and tying a knot before slipping on his gi, folding one side over the other, tying a belt around afterwards. Satisfied he was ready, the fox spirit headed downstairs and out into his garden.

Sitting down Indian style, Kurama closed his eyes, drawing in the fresh air, letting it out slowly, controlling his breathing, slowing his heart rate down, his mind going over the events that had transpired since the delivery of Yomi's message. His mother was married and happy, his new brother looked up to him and he wanted to keep them all safe. And Botan. He thought with a tender smile. I love her. I love her with all my heart, body, and soul. I want to keep her safe so that we can marry and have a family someday. But in order for him to protect everyone he loved, he would have to grow stronger. Yusuke and Hiei are training relentlessly, their ki spiking in great bursts while I've been planning strategy and being idle. I cannot afford to grow lax right now. I must increase my own power as well or else I will not survive a battle between my two friends.

Rising up, the kitsune released some of his energy, using the Zanshin technique, visualizing his opponent as he went through a series of katas, each one progressively faster and more explosive, more energy expended and he flipped through the air, landing on his feet, skin slick with sweat from the heat and the strain of training. Kurama reached down and untied his belt, removing his gi before laying it down carefully under the nearby tree. Free from the overheated fabric, the kitsune went back to work, hands and feet slashing through the air in precise and lethal movements, so focused on his control and his energy level that he didn't sense the eyes of the ferry girl following his every movement.

Botan had woken up alone, surprised to be hugging the kitsune's pillow, wondering where Kurama had gone. When she sensed a spike in his ki she went downstairs to investigate and had come to a dead stop at the sight of a shirtless Kurama practicing fighting techniques in the garden. She couldn't help but stare at the fluid way he moved, his muscles were taunt, his skin slick with sweat and she felt heat bloom low in her belly, that familiar ache a reminder of how attracted she was to him and how much she loved and wanted his attention and his touch.

Kurama caught the scent of the girl then and he stopped, turning around to face her, smiling in his surprise. “Good afternoon sleepy head,” He teased lightly, eyes twinkling as the girl pouted at him.

“Why didn't you wake me up and take me with you this morning?” She asked, trying hard to behave herself as she watched him approach.

He gave her a soft smile before going over to grab his gi. “You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb your rest.”

Her features relaxed a bit at his statement and she watched him approach, asking, “So you decided to start training today?”

Kurama nodded as he came to a stop before her. “I need to get stronger, Botan. Yusuke and Hiei are already higher in ki than I am in this form. If I am to survive a possible battle royale, I need to increase my own power and I can only do that by training every day for as long as I can.”

She reached out, brushing at the kitsune's bangs that were plastered on his skin, eyes on his as she asked, “You're already powerful, Kurama. And beautiful. You move... gracefully... I'm rather envious.”

He tilted his head at her words, enjoying the gentle touch of her fingertips on his forehead. “You shouldn't be, Botan. You're beautiful and wonderful.... and you have power of your own. But... if you want, I can teach you a few self defense techniques.”

The way he spoke to her made the deity's heart flutter and she lowered her hand back to her side, unable to hide her amusement. “If it's anything like your training of Kuwabara, I think it'll be safer for me to pass.”

He blinked then chuckled, leaning in to nuzzle his nose against hers. “Silly, I wouldn't do that to you. I'd be gentle and careful with you. I don't want to hurt you, Botan.”

She felt in a teasing kind of mood and she returned the nuzzle, whispering. “Are we talking about training or sex, Kurama?”

He laughed softly, lifting his head to bite her hair playfully. “Naughty girl... training of course...”

She smiled at his laugh and antics, wrapping her arms around his waist, not bothered by the sweat on his skin as she nuzzled his neck, the scent of him making her want him even more. “I have no idea what you're talking about. I've never been naughty in my life.”

Kurama quirked an eyebrow but smiled, wrapping his arms around her in return, sensing her desire for him, curious as to what she was up to. “Is that so?”

“Um hmmm...” She murmured, kissing down his neck and along the muscle to his shoulder, tempting him to respond as she whispered. “I am as innocent as the pure driven snow.”

He groaned at her kisses, surprised at how forward and teasing she was being. The signals were there that she was willing and wanton for him but he hesitated. She could just be teasing me to get a rise out of me... He chuckled silently at his own words. She is getting a rise out of me right now. He thought, half hard just from the simple little kisses. Leaning in, Kurama nuzzled the girl's ear, whispering in a low tone. “Are you, lover? Your body says differently.”

Botan shivered at the change in timbre, her hands trailing down Kurama's chest and abs, feeling them flex beneath her fingers. “And what does my body say to you, Kurama?” She asked, pulling back to look up at him.

Her touch was like fire and the red head burned with need for her. Kurama felt her pull back and he looked down at her, meeting her gaze, drawn to the heat he could see in her darkened amethyst pools. “That it wants me... that it longs to be taken... again... and again... again...” He answered, pulling her to him then, crushing his lips against hers, claiming her mouth, her moan muffled as he lifted her up, a moan of his own silenced when the deity wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him. He nearly raced back into the house, their lips parting to breathe, the deity giving him butterfly kisses all over his face. “Botan...” He groaned, nearly tripping on the stairs as he carried her quickly up and to his room.

“Kurama...” She whispered, unlocking her legs as he let her go, allowing her to stand, tilting her head back as he kissed down her neck, pushing gently on his chest to stop him.

The kitsune drew back when he felt her hands on his chest, brow furrowed as he studied her, flashing a heated look as he watched her yank her shirt up and over her head, following by her pants. He saw her hesitate to remove her bra, his member twitching and thickening when she unhooked it, dropping it to the side then slowly took off her panties. “God, Botan... you're beautiful...” He moaned at the sight of her completely naked in front of him. He knew she was trusting him... that she was vulnerable. My lovely deity, you have no idea what you are doing to me right now.

She felt very shy revealing her naked form to him but her love and desire for him overrode her hesitation and she blushed at his praise, whispering. “You make me feel beautiful, Kurama.”

The kitsune smiled softly, his lust tempered by the love he held for her. “Trust me, Botan, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”

She lowered her gaze. “Kurama...”

Her shyness was understandable, knowing she was self conscious of her body. He went over, crooking his finger under her chin, gently urging her to lift her head and he leaned in to kiss her slowly, wanting to reassure her by touch just how much he loved and wanted her.

Botan returned the slow kiss, nervousness quickly forgotten, replaced by a growing need and she pressed against him, the skin to skin contact arousing and she moaned against his lips. “Mmm... Kurama...”

Her little sounds were like caresses, increasing his want of her and he reached down, tugging at the drawstring of his pants, letting them drop, his member straining against the fabric of his boxer briefs and he walking her over to the bed, gently pushing her down, eyes dark as he shifted to hover over her, keeping his gaze locked on hers as he lowered himself onto her, kissing her fully. Botan returned his kisses heatedly, the hard heat of him rocking against her sex and she whimpered, her body acting of it's own accord, feeling herself get wet from the contact and she wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him tight against her.

He could feel her essence soaking his boxer briefs, the scent and feel of her intoxicating and he knew it was time to make her his completely. “Botan...” He whispered reverently, eyes nearly gold as he looked down at her. “Do you trust me?”

She reached up, caressing his face, lifting her head up to kiss along his jaw. “Yes... I trust you... I need you... I love you... please... I can't wait much longer...”

His eyelids fluttered at the desire he heard in her voice, his own thick with want and he pushed off her, splaying his left hand by her head, his right moving down, tugging at his boxer briefs, freeing his overheated member, sliding the fabric down past his hips to his legs, kicking his underwear off. Kurama gripped himself, eyes never leaving hers as he nudged her legs apart, sinking the tip into her, slowly pushing in then out a bit at a time, letting Botan get used to him before he would take her fully, making sure to be careful, gauging her reaction, nearly shooting off at the expression on her face.

Botan's eyes widened at the sensation of feeling him slide a bit into her then pull away. It was maddening... and arousing... and she tried to get him to go deeper into her, lifting her hips to meet him only to whimper in frustration as he pinned her hips down and growled in warning. It was primal... and made her even more wet. “God, Kurama... you trying to kill me? I can't take this... want you.. please...”

Her pleas brought out his Youko side. “You want this, kitten?” He growled, moving deeper into her, surprised at the lack of a barrier but made no comment as he felt her stretch and tighten around him. “Is this what you want?”

She gasped at the feel of him entering even more into her, trying to get used to the feel of the hot and rigid hardness inside of her, the odd sensation shifting instantly into pleasure when he pulled back and moved into her again, leaning up to kiss him in response, hips thrusting up, wanting more, all control and shyness forgotten as she moaned, “Yes... Yes... please... take me... want you so bad...”

Instinct told him to take her fast and hard but his heart loved her and the gold faded from his eyes, his softer side in control as he kissed her in return, slowly sinking into her, going still as he looked down at her, croaking out. “Botan... look at me...”

The deity gasped as she felt him enter her completely, meeting his gaze, her heart reacting to the love she could see in his emerald eyes.

“I love you...” He whispered, beginning to move slowly in and out of her. “I love you so much... Don't want to leave you... don't want to stop...”

Botan panted at his gentle thrusts, biting her lip, reaching up to caress his face. “I... love you too... Kurama.. so much...stay... in me... stay with me... don't stop.. please don't stop....” She made soft sounds and whimpers as he rubbed up against something inside her, pleasure filling her being and she moved with him, whimpering as he began to move faster, deeper, harder and she wrapped her legs around him, clinging to him, the tight coil snapping in her within a few minutes and she cried out, clamping down, shuddering in her release, her body overwhelmed from the intense sensations he was making her feel.

Kurama felt her go over the edge, knowing she was too excited to truly enjoy him and what he offered. He leaned down, kissing her, going still though it took great effort, letting her ride out her release, panting out her name. “Botan...”

The ferry girl felt him still hard inside of her, knowing he was holding back and she reached up pulling him down for a heated kiss, delving her tongue into his mouth this time, still consumed with lust for him and she began to move her hips up, signaling she wanted more.

Kurama was surprised at her boldness, instinct taking over and he rolled and sat up, smirking at the girl's gasp as she sunk down fully onto him. He leaned in, rolling his tongue along her neck, growling. “Mine...”

Botan cried out in surprise at this new position, feeling him fully into her, moaning at his words and the way he grabbed her hips, moving her along his length and she gripped his shoulders, a surge of pleasure making her whimper as she rode him. “Yes... yours... make me yours... Kurama...”

Kurama reached down, rolling his thumb along her sensitive spot, smirking in male pride at her cry and reaction, groaning as she rode him hard, almost desperately, the scents and sounds of their lovemaking filling the room. “Yes, lover... just like that... feel so good... so tight around me...” He moaned, leaning down to kiss the tops of her breasts.

Botan moaned, her hands sliding into his hair, twining her fingers into the thick red strands, bucking against him, biting her lip so hard it bled. “Kurama... Ohh... God...Yesss...” She hissed, tossing her head back when he cupped her breasts gently, teasing the nipples to hardness, licking and sucking on each in turn, going back as he bore her down, clasping her hands in his, pinning them over the deity's head, gaze locked on hers as he pulled nearly all the way out before thrusting back in and she whimpered and tossed her head side to side. “Kurama... Oh God... ahh!!!” She cried, becoming loud and vocal, the feelings too good to contain as she met his thrusts, the bed creaking as he began to pound into her.

She was so tight, hot and wet around him. It was too good to hold back any longer and he growled, thrusting deep into her, nearing his release, “Botan... God.. Botan... Lover... I can't... I can't..” His abs flexed, his member thickening as he snapped his hips, pleasure shooting up and out of him as he released inside her, flooding her with his seed, lowering his mouth to her shoulder, biting her as he continued to move in her.

Botan cried out at the bite and the feel of him filling her with his essence, lifting her head to bite him in turn, marking him as he'd marked her, her walls quivering then milking him as she came hard and again, her nectar spilling out and onto the bed, trembling from the intensity of the pleasure he gave her. “Oh, Kurama... mmm...” She moaned, dropping her head onto the pillow, panting when her lover released her hands and lifted his head, capturing his lips with her own when he leaned down to lick at the blood that welled on her bottom lip.

He kept moving in her, slowing his thrusts. “Mine... All mine now... Botan...”

“Yes...” She panted, reaching up to caress his face with her fingertips, moving with him. “All yours now... and you're mine... all mine...”

He turned his head to kiss her wrist. “Yes, yours... no one may have me but you...”

Heat flashed in her eyes, feeling possessive of him as she cupped his face and leaned up, giving him butterfly kisses along his jaw to his ear, nibbling and sucking on the earlobe, desire rekindled yet again and she whispered heatedly, “Love you, Kurama... Love you so much it hurts...”

Her want of him equaled his need of her and he grew hard once more, moving inside of her with slow but more powerful thrusts, never taking his eyes off hers. “Love you, Botan.. God, how I love you....”

She panted as he took her once again, insides quivering at the way he looked at her. She whimpered with each thrust, hands trailing down his arms and up to his shoulders, the third time more loving and gentle, gasps and sighs erupting from her lips as he loved her long and slow. “Oh, Kurama... love... love you... mmm...”

He couldn't believe how badly he wanted her... how much he needed her... how long it'd taken them to do this. The way she arched her back, the scent of her, the small sounds she made, drew out the possessiveness and longing in him and he wanted to please her... wanted to hear his name spill from her lips. “Botan... you're so lovely... so beautiful... wet... hot... tight... so tight lover... never want to leave you... never want to stop...”

She trailed her hands down his back, feeling the muscles tighten, loving the way he felt in her, the way he looked at her, the way he touched her, the way he moaned her name and spoke to her, trembling as he overwhelmed her body and senses, making her feverish for him, and tears sprang in her eyes from the intensity of her feelings for her beloved and the way his body pleased hers. “Kurama.. Kurama... Ohh... don't leave.. don't stop... don't ever stop...” The deity clung to him, moving with him, kissing him again and again, their breathing both ragged, skin slick with sweat as they remained entwined and he changed the angle of his languid thrusts, rubbing against that sweet spot within the girl and she cried out and bucked, arching, the back of her head buried into the pillow, the intensity unlike anything before, pleasure radiating in the core of her being and she clawed his back, babbling, moving desperately with him.

Kurama watched her reaction, knowing he hit something within her that drove her wild and he kept the angle, moving carefully in her, feeling the slickness around his manhood, fighting off the urge to take her rough and fast, gritting his teeth as she clawed his back and bucked under him, unable to stop himself from spurting inside her when she screamed and gushed, clamping down on him, milking him and he hissed and crushed his mouth against hers, thrusting with each pulse of her walls until he was spent and he collapsed, breathing labored and his body shaking, too wore out to even move. “Botan...” He croaked out, his face buried in her neck. “God... lover... the things you do to me...”

The ferry girl shuddered from the power of her release, panting as she caressed his back, returning his bruising kiss, shifting to trail her lips along the muscle between his neck and shoulder, giving gentle attention to the mark she made with her teeth, the wound already healed and she felt satisfaction at the faint trace of the ki that was hers and hers alone under the surface of the skin. “Kurama... that was wonderful... I've never felt such intense pleasure before... You made me feel... alive and loved...”

He groaned at the kiss to the bite mark and he shifted his head, licking at the healing scar near the deity's shoulder, a sliver of his energy radiating underneath the skin and he lifted his gaze, resting his forehead against hers, giving her gentle kisses. “Botan... I've never felt this before... with you.. it's so intense... and pleasurable... I don't want to stop... I love you... and I never want to leave your side again.”

She blushed, returning his gentle kisses. “I love you too, Kurama... don't leave me... stay with me... always...”

Kurama's eyes fluttered and he slowly withdrew from her, rolling onto his back, the deity curling up against his side and he wrapped his right arm around her, idly caressing the skin of her arm and shoulder. “Never, love. I'll never leave you again.”

Botan closed her eyes, nestling her face into his neck, relaxing against him, content in the moment and the nearness of him and she soon fell into a deep sleep, the kitsune following her into the land of dreams where darkness fled and the light ruled.

Another chapter completed and very, very naughty. It was rather painless for Botan... in case anyone was wondering... she had no barrier... reigen females have none... another way they are a bit different than ningen females, otherwise her body reacts the same. And it seems in their lust and need for each other, someone forgot protection.... Hmm.... Next time, Kurama helps out with the training at Genkai's, Botan with him as the school term resumes for the kitsune and he's distracted by school, the coming war, the trouble in Reikai and Botan's return to duties... Hopefully everyone enjoyed this romp between our favorite couple. Do please review. It really helps to hear from those who read.