Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Lustful Intentions ❯ Lustful Intentions ( Chapter 1 )

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

Okay, here is the sequel to the one shot I wrote, A Matter of Lust. I did this for my koi whom I love very dearly. Hopefully it will please her as much as I please her. ::Grins:: Anyway, here we go.

Lustful Intentions

He stood upon the rooftop of the apartment complex, his emerald orbs staring down into the bedroom window of Yusuke Urameshi several stories below. But it wasn’t the spirit detective he was studying. It was the blue haired girl bandaging him up that drew his interest.

How long had it been since he’d seen her last? Twenty years? It was a one night affair. One night of pleasure and she was gone from his life. But no woman since then made him feel the way the girl in his view did.

Seeing her, on the sidewalk with the spirit detective the other night, had awakened his sexual side. His human body reacted strongly to being in her presence. The first time in his sixteen years as a human he’d felt any kind of sexual desire. Perhaps it was the blue hair and those open amethyst eyes that got to him. More likely it was that lovely body of the ferry girl that aroused his manhood.

It amused him that the girl failed to recognize who he was the other night. He couldn’t blame her really. He wasn’t Youko anymore. At least not physically. But underneath the armor of his human body, the fox spirit lingered. And his youkai nature needed the girl. Wanted her so badly he’d take her the first opportunity he had to be alone with her.

He smiled when the girl moved over to the window to look upwards, no doubt studying the full moon that hung low in the sky. She was quite beautiful. He still remembered every sensation from that night. The way she trembled, the scent of her, the wetness and heat when he slipped inside of her, the tight way she fit around him. Her sounds were intoxicating, the clinging and the way she met his thrusts and asked for more. It drove him into a state of lust. He longed for that feeling again. 

A gust of wind roared by, tugging at the strands of his long red hair and Kurama’s handsome features turned somber, his thoughts shifting to the forlorn hope. The power of the full moon was near it’s maximum. Once used, he could heal his mother and give the detective back the item. And that meeting with the detective would be all the more sweeter because the ferry girl would be there, too.

A wolfish smile tugged at his lips as he thought of just how he’d remind Botan who he was. And I will make sure we both enjoy it. The kitsune promised inwardly, taking one last look at the blue haired girl before vanishing from the rooftop.

Down below, in Yusuke’s apartment, Botan finished doctoring the detective, smiling at Atsuko when invited over to dinner. She had her doubts about the trustworthiness of Kurama. He was a demon after all. She could sense it in his energy. Demons could not be trusted. Yet, she had felt something else from him that both puzzled and excited her. A recognition. Of a sexual nature. She felt the lust rolling off from him when their eyes had met that first time. It made her insides tingle and her body heat up. It had been a long time since any man, human or otherwise had affected her the way the teenage red head did. Not that she’d act on it. Even if he had demon blood in him, his body was human as well. And the laws of her people prohibited her from sleeping with humans.

She sighed in frustration. She hadn’t felt this pent up sexually since before.. Botan’s mind trailed off and she blushed, causing Yusuke to ask,

“Hey Botan? What are you blushing about, huh?”

When the girl didn’t answer right away, he grinned and prodded her gently with an elbow, a lecherous grin on his face. “Having dirty thoughts are we, hmm?”

Botan blinked then looked at him in shock and disgust, though her features remained flushed. For indeed she had been thinking impure thoughts. “I am not having anything of the sort you pervert!” She shouted indignantly, an oar materializing in her hand which she promptly used to smack over the head of the spirit detective.

Yusuke fell to the side, twitching, mumbling as a lump raised from his wounded head.

The deity huffed, dematerializing the oar before crossing her arms and turning away from him. Her gaze lifted to the full moon low in the sky. For a brief second, Botan thought she saw the silhouette of a figure on the rooftop next to Yusuke’s apartment building, but then shook her head when it vanished. I’m losing my mind, she thought, turning away from the window when Atsuko called out that dinner was ready. She pulled Yusuke to his feet and headed out into the dining room with him in tow.

  After dinner, Botan asked the detective to be careful when he met up with Kurama at the hospital and that she’d be back soon. Returning to her spirit form, the deity rode her oar back into Reikai, to rest then to look up what she could on the forlorn hope.

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Kurama stood outside the hospital, giving a polite nod to the detective as the smaller man came to a stop before him. “Ah, you’ve decided to come. I’m glad.”

Yusuke nodded a greeting in return. “Now what’s this all about?” He asked, following the taller boy past the sliding doors and to an elevator.

“I will show you, detective. So that you may understand why I need to keep the forlorn with me tonight.”

The elevator went up and opened on the fifth floor. The two young men exited and headed down the brightly lit hallway, stopping at a room just past the nurse’s station. A woman lay in bed near the window, her features looked tired and pained as she tried to sit up.

“Shuichi.. It’s been a long time since you’ve brought anyone to visit.”

Kurama forgot his calm and laid back demeanor, rushing over to the woman as he helped her. “Mother, you mustn’t strain yourself. You need rest and food.”

Yusuke blinked and about fell over. Mother?! His mind shouted incredulously as he watched the redhead tend to the woman. There was love there, yes he could see it but how is it possible? How could someone like Kurama actually have the emotion of love? Demons, for what he knew of them, were evil and cold. They didn’t care about others, only themselves.

Kurama visited with his mother for a while, introducing Yusuke and letting him talk to her before leading him out and up to the hospital rooftop. The sun had set and the moon was rising rapidly.

“Okay, now that were up here, mind telling me what this is all about?”

The kitsune kept his back turned to the detective, his voice soft. He explained who he was and what he’d done as a demon thief long ago. Explained how he came to be in Ningenkai and that he had developed more human emotions in his time among them. Kurama turned to face Yusuke, his emotions on his face. “My mother is dying because of me. And I will right what I did to save her.”

A nurse found them then and told them Shiori was dying. Frightened, Kurama went down to check on her for himself. Knowing the doctors were telling the truth, he went back up to the rooftop again and took out the forlorn hope. The moon reflected on it’s mirrored surface and Kurama rested his hand on the edge. He answered the mirror’s call for what the wisher wanted. “For my mother to be healthy.”

  The mirror flared to life, light shooting up into the sky. It started to drain the life out of the kitsune and he grunted and started to weaken. Yusuke saw this and jumped in as well. Kurama looked at him in surprise, though inside he knew the detective would do such a impulsive act. The fox spirit had counted on it. Why else to bring the boy up here? Besides, I don’t want to die just yet. I have a little reunion planned with the lovely ferry girl.

The mirror took some of Yusuke’s life energy as well. Satisfied with both, it fulfilled the wish and knocked the two men clear. Kurama woke up first and took off, wanting to make sure he mother was alright. Happy to see her well, the fox spirit forgot about the detective . It was only when his mother fell asleep that he went back up to see if the boy was alright. But the energy he sensed was different and he smirked when he found the blue haired girl floating on an oar above the rooftop. “Still here, miss? Is your detective not well?”

  He saw the girl blush and it made him want to pull her into his arms and nuzzle her cheeks. But he wanted didn’t want to scare her away too quickly. After all, they had a lot of catching up to do.

The deity looked down at the boy, her cheeks burning a bright red from the almost seductive gaze he threw her way. Such an expression made her body heat up and she both loved and feared it. What was it about this boy that felt so familiar to her? She didn’t get like this around humans. What made him so different? “No.. Um.. Yusuke left a short time ago. I’m just.. I wanted to apologize.”

Kurama kept his amusement hidden as he walked closer to her. “Apologize for what?” He asked, watching the deity lower her oar to the rooftop.

“For not trusting you.” She replied softly, dismounting from her oar to stand before him.

The kitsune tilted his head to the side as he studied her, trying to behave though he moved closer to her. “Are you sure you should?” He asked, a seductive smile on his lips.

Surprise marred Botan’s features as she watched him come closer. That tone. It was so seductive. Her eyes took in his features more closely, finding him to be the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. Part of her ached to touch his face. To run her fingers through his hair and whisper naughty things into his ear as she begged him to take her. She was warring inside. Her mind told her to retreat and keep space between them while the growing need in her body demanded to move closer. What the hell is wrong with me? She wondered. She didn’t get like this around anyone. Except for that demon long ago. The one who had awakened her desire and need for sex. She had indulged since then but only sporadically and never with any real satisfaction. Not like she had that first night with the fox demon, Youko.

Kurama could smell and feel the girl’s desire for him but also her reluctance to do anything about it. I can change that, he thought, then frowned as he came to a stop less than a foot from her. He sensed his mother awakening. She would wonder where he was. And as much as he wanted to pounce on the girl and take her right then and there, he knew he couldn’t. Instead, he reached behind his neck, withdrawing a rose. “For you.” He whispered, holding it out for her to take.

The deity blinked in surprise at the rose and blushed even more. She took it gently from his hand. “Thank you.” She whispered, taking a small whiff of the rose petals.

The kitsune smiled. “A token to show I am sincere. That I mean you no harm.”

Botan smiled and hopped back onto her oar.

Kurama watched her and gave her a soft goodbye wave of his hand. “I must go see to my mother. But I do hope we meet again.” He whispered.

The deity smiled and tucked the rose in her obi. She raised up into the air and waved back at him. “I’m sure we will, Kurama.” She replied then took off into the sky.

Kurama lowered his hand and sighed in frustration. Even if he had ignored his conscious and decided to attempt to have sex with her on the rooftop, the kitsune couldn’t have taken her anyway since she was in spirit, not human form. Pity I couldn’t have tried tonight. He thought as he headed back down the stairs and into the hospital. There would be other opportunities to reveal who he was and claim her as his once again. Grinning at this realization, he whistled as he made his way back to his mother’s side. Soon, Botan, I’ll show you what this body of mine could do. And what it wants.

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Botan couldn’t believe what was happening. Hiei, the fire demon, had kidnapped Keiko and was going to turn her into a demon slave using the artifact, Shadow sword. His telepathic information led the deity and Yusuke to a warehouse near the docks. Once inside, a battle began, Yusuke taking on Hiei to try to get the antidote from the sword while the ferry girl attempted to keep the eye on Keiko’s forehead from opening completely.

 She could hear Yusuke losing, could sense Hiei’s power growing and winced when the eye on her friend’s forehead attacked her hand. It hurt but she kept going, working through the pain though she knew both she and Yusuke wouldn’t last long. They were going to need help, but from who?

Kurama had already been following Yusuke and the girl, happy that his logic had been right. Where ever the detective went, Botan was sure to follow. And to top it all off, she was in human form. Better and better, the kitsune thought, frowning when he felt the girl hurting.

Anger swelled in the red head and he raced as fast as his legs could carry him. He reached the warehouse and spied Hiei about to stab the detective through. Repaying the favor from yesterday, Kurama jumped in front of the blade, taking the blow, knowing it wouldn’t kill him. Sliding his hand down the blade, the kitsune cut it open and flung the blood on the shocked Hiei’s Jagan, blinding him.

Hiei cried out, yanking the sword away. Kurama smirked then grunted as pain flared in his abdomen. Yusuke asked if he was alright and the red head nodded. “Yes. I’ll be fine. You take care of Hiei and I’ll make sure the eye on your friend’s forehead doesn’t open.”

The detective nodded then faced off with Hiei while the fox spirit made his way over to the deity and Keiko.

Botan sensed Kurama before she saw him. She lifted her gaze slightly, watching the boy slide down the box in front of Keiko’s head and gasped at the blood flowing from the wound the red head clutched. “Kurama, what’s happened to you?”

The fox spirit gave her a faint smile, knowing he could use the wound to his advantage. “I was stabbed by Hiei but I’ll live.” He moved closer to the ferry girl, using his free hand to gently clasp Botan’s wounded one. “Let me help you.” He whispered then brought her hand up to his lips. He nuzzled the top then licked at the wounds, drawing a gasp of surprise from her.

Botan blushed at the way he was attending to her hand, the sexual energy from the kitsune’s actions washed over her in a wave she couldn’t ignore. She knew it would be best to take her hand from his but damn if it didn’t feel good. Slowly she withdrew and Kurama let her.

“Let us focus on the girl here so that Yusuke needn’t worry.” And so I can have you to myself later on. He added mentally then concentrated on keeping the eye shut on Keiko’s forehead.

Soon, Yusuke defeated Hiei and came to join the others. Kurama watched him give the antidote to Keiko and chuckled and teased the detective about his lack of thinking skills. He watched as spirit world jailers came and took Hiei away back to Reikai then walked with the detective and Botan back towards the city. Yusuke cradled the still unconscious Keiko in his arms, nodding thanks towards the kitsune. “No problem, Yusuke.” The fox spirit replied, studying the form of the boy as he took off, leaving the deity and him alone.

“Let me look at your wound, Kurama.” Botan said softly, drawing the red head’s attention back to her.

Kurama had to force himself not to grin. This was the moment he’d been waiting for. His eyes scanned the surroundings, his mind placing them not too far from his home. “Out here in the open?” He asked, though his voice was teasing.

Botan blinked then smiled at the tone of his voice. “It’s not like I’m asking you to strip right here, right now.”

“Would you like me to?” The red head replied but didn’t move closer to her.

The deity studied him, cheeks flaming in a bright shade of red, her body shivering at the seductive tone in his voice. Still, she managed to keep her composure. “Just your jacket and shirt Kurama. I want to heal your wound for you. Like you healed mine.”

The red head moved closer to her, his features serious though his voice was still seductive. “Are you sure, you’re up to that, Botan?”

Botan nodded, trying to keep calm though the way his voice was making her feel was becoming harder to ignore. “Yes.” She whispered in a breathy voice then blinked and shook her head when Kurama pulled back a bit.

“Alright then. But someplace more private. Like my home.” He spoke softly and calmly even as his body ached to take her. “Shall we use that lovely oar of yours to speed our progress along?”

Botan nodded and produced her oar. She hopped on and waited for Kurama to join her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his nose in her hair as they took off. The deity was having a hard time concentrating. She could feel the heat of him behind her and the way he was nuzzling her hair was making her body tingle. “Where.. Where is your home?” She managed to squeak out, brow furrowing at the man’s chuckle. “What is so funny?” She growled, tossing a heated gaze over her shoulder at him.

“Mmm.. You are. Or I should say your reaction to me.” Kurama replied then answered her question, pointing to his right. “Down there, a few miles to the east. Tokigushi suburbs. I’ll show you the house when we get there.”

Botan nodded and turned back to study the ground below, pouting a bit though the kitsune couldn’t see it. Soon he directed her to a large two story white house with a gated yard and rather healthy looking garden. A few trees stood near the house and Kurama motioned her to go up to the window.

Sliding off, the kitsune stepped lightly and gracefully on the ledge and pushed the window open. Going inside, he motioned Botan to follow. She did so, willing the oar to vanish. The ferry girl looked around, noting the masculine colors but tasteful decor, her eyes falling on the full size bed with the blue comforter. She cleared her throat and spoke, though her voice wavered. “Um.. Now that we’re here.. Let’s see that wound and then I can be on my way.”

Kurama kept his eyes on hers as he slowly undid the school jacket of his uniform. Tossing it aside, he tugged at his white t-shirt, revealing the already healing wound in his left side. “Satisfied?” The kitsune whispered in that seductive voice, smirking at the way the deity blushed and looked at him.

It wasn’t as if Botan hadn’t seen naked men before. Or in this case, a half naked man. It was the fact of how comfortable he seemed with it. And he was lovely to look at. His chest was toned and firm, lean but strong. Her favorite type. She stepped closer and held out her hand, gently covering the wound.

Kurama watched her as the girl closed her eyes and concentrated. He made no sound as the wound slowly healed. He felt muscles reconnect, skin reform. The redhead held her to him when she leaned heavily against him. Moving towards the bed, he lay her down then joined her. He nuzzled along her cheek, whispering his thanks as he moved to kiss under her ear before sniffing and burying his face in her hair.

Botan didn’t know if she wanted this attention or not. She was weakened by helping him. Part of her mind wondered if he’d lured her into this. But her body was awakened by the closeness and the heat of him. Already she could feel his arousal pressed against her hip and it brought a soft contented sigh to escape from her lips. “Kurama..”

The fox spirit nipped her hair then pushed the deity gently onto her back. Resting on top of her, he slid his hands up under the skirt she wore, caressing her outer thighs, blood welling even more in his swollen groin at her reaction. “Botan.” He whispered then leaned in to kiss her. He claimed her mouth slowly, his tongue slipping past her lips and rolling against hers. He started to rock against her, the bulge in his pants pressing and rubbing against the already dampened fabric of her panties.

Botan cried out in his mouth as he teased her. She knew this was wrong. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this but dammit, it felt so good. So right. Instinct took over and she locked her legs around his waist, kissing him back and moving with him as he moved against her.

The kitsune groaned when she held him by the waist with her legs. Breaking off the kiss, he moved his hands to the girl’s top, yanking it off and tossing it aside. He studied her for a moment, drinking in the sight of her in a black bra. Then leaned down to lick her neck, biting gently and sucking on the wound. “Mine.” He growled.

Botan gasped and bit her lip at the sensation of him marking her. The action bringing to mind her encounter with Youko. “God.. Kurama..” She panted. The deity ran her hands down his back, scratching him then whispered in frustration. “We.. We have to stop.. I.. I don’t even know you.”

“But you do, Botan. Your body knows me very well.” Kurama growled and pulled up, gold eyes replacing the emerald ones of his human self.

The ferry girl looked up at him in surprise, recognizing the energy pattern of the fox thief. “Youko?” She whispered.

The red head smiled, the fangs of Youko visible. “Yes. I am Youko. Though now I am also Shuichi Minamino.” He leaned down to kiss her. “And I want you so bad I hurt.” Vines slithered up the kitsune’s arms, wrapping around the deity’s wrists, pulling her hands up before binding them to the headboard of his bed.

Botan gasped as he kissed heatedly down her neck then licked at the tops of her breasts, his mouth fixing on her covered right nipple moaning and whimpering as he suckled through the material of her bra. Knowing who he was, even though she knew better, the deity let go and gave in to everything. Wanting him as bad as he did her.

Kurama reveled in her reaction to his attention, his body on fire and his erection painfully constricted within his pants. Still, he ignored it, wanting to make the girl beg him to take her. He moved his mouth lower, nipping and licking on the skin as he went. The deity arched and whimpered for him to both stop and to keep going. He merely continued downward, biting at her hip, sucking on the wound as his hands slid up her outer thighs. He curled his fingers into the waistline of her panties, teasingly pulling them down and off her. Tossing them aside, he began to explore her womanhood, swirling his tongue around in slow motions, his gold eyes lifted up to study Botan with heat.

The deity groaned and shivered as he brought her closer and closer to the edge, she met his gaze and it was almost too arousing. He was watching her so lustfully she couldn’t help but be lost in the sensation. And when he moved lower still, she cried out and moved in time with his ministrations.

The fox spirit kissed her entrance and around it, worshiping her with his tongue as he probed inside and made teasing thrusts. The girl cried out and moved with him and he stopped and growled out. “Taste wonderful, Botan. Just as I remembered.”

Botan panted and squirmed in frustration. He had brought her so close and now he stopped. What did he want from her. She shivered at his touch, biting her lip as he stroked her inner thighs. She needed relief, needed him now. “Please...” She begged, arching up invitingly to him. “Please.. I need you..”

Kurama smirked but didn’t relent, his voice husky and demanding. “Need me to what, Botan?”

The blue haired girl pouted, her voice breathy as she begged, “To take me. I want you inside me, Kurama. I want you so bad.”

The kitsune eyed her intently, brushing his fingers against her sex, groaning at the moisture. “I can tell. You’re so very wet.”

The deity loved the sound of his voice and the things he said to her. It turned her on even more and she panted out. “You make me wet for you. I need you to fill me up and make me yours.”

Kurama growled, her words making him react and he moved away from her off the bed. He yanked his pants down then his boxers, his swollen arousal hot and throbbing. He needed to be inside the girl. He studied her for moment, enjoying the way she stared at his manhood and he stroked himself teasingly in front of her, his erection twitching in his hand when the girl licked her lips and moaned at how sexy he was.

“Kurama.. Please.. Take me.. I can’t stand it. I need you.. I need you..”

Unable to hold back any longer, the red head moved back to the bed, hovering over her. He nudged her legs apart, stroking her inner thighs as he did so then took hold of himself and slid slowly inside of her, both of them groaning in pleasure.

Kurama claimed her mouth when he was as far in as he could go. She was so wet, the tight heat around him was mindblowing. He began to move slowly, filling her with each thrust, the friction and the tightness making him plunge harder and harder into her.

Botan gasped and wrapped her legs around his waist as he slid in and out, whimpering at the way he filled her. She strained against the vines, wanting to touch him, crying out his name as he hit that spot within her. “Kurama! Oh God..Don’t stop..”

The kitsune licked along her neck, cutting loose her bindings so she could touch him, moaning at the pressure building in his groin as he moved faster and harder within her. It was at this moment that his body grew, red becoming silver, fox ears and a tail sprouting. “Botan..” Youko hissed in pleasure when the girl clamped around him teasingly. He rolled onto his back, still inside her and began to lift her up and down along his length.

Botan trembled with lust as Youko surfaced and swelled even more inside her. God, it was almost too much. She cried out in surprise when he rolled onto his back then moved her on top of him. She bit her lip so hard it bled as he filled her up to her core.

“Ride me, Botan. Take all of me into you. Show me how much you need this. How hot you are for me.”

The girl panted and rolled her hips, leaning back to clasp his thighs. She moved up and down in hard and fast angles, tears springing to her eyes as his erection hit that spot within her again and again.

Youko marveled at the naked beauty riding him and reached out, caressing her spot and hissing and thrusting into her when she clamped down and bucked wildly.

Heated pleasure filled her as she went over, his touch and the feel of him inside her too much. She arched her back, riding him wildly as her muscles convulsed and pulsated again and again. Each one more powerful then the last. “Oh God.. Mmm.. Yes..” She whimpered out over and over, trembling when she felt let go inside her, his essence filling her.

Youko grunted, thrusting up into her hard as his hands clasped her hips tightly. The pulsations around his erection were so good he followed her over and came hard, the heat rocketing up and out of his groin, spilling into his lover, his body trembling with each spurt as he was milked dry.

 He rolled the girl over and continued to move inside of her, giving her an open mouthed kiss, his tongue battling with hers as he slowed then stopped. Energy spent, the kitsune’s demon form vanished, leaving a sweaty and exhausted Kurama instead. The red head collapsed on her, panting heavily, her forehead on hers when the kiss broke. “I.. Missed you..” He whispered, smiling when the girl wrapped her arms around him.

“I missed you, too.” Botan whispered then kissed him this time.

Kurama returned it, murmuring against her lips. “Was it as good as you remember?”

Botan chuckled and shifted her lips to kiss his chin. “Mmm.. Even better..”

Grinning, the kitsune pulled out slowly, groaning at the loss of her warmth but rested on his side and pulled her to him. “Well, now that I’m going to be working with you, we’ll see how much better it can get.”

The deity grinned as well and snuggled into him, resting her face in his neck. “Welcome to the team.” She whispered then soon fell asleep, Kurama following her into the land of dreams.

Okay, smut at the end. Most of the story wasn’t naughty but I do hope everyone enjoyed it as much as I did. Thanks for reading!