Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Mine ❯ Mine: Part one ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Bladedream 
Karasu takes Kurama
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.29.2005 | Updated On: 04.20.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 899 | Status: Completed
Karasu takes Kurama
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.29.2005 | Updated On: 04.20.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 899 | Status: Completed
A/N: This is a Karasu/Kurama fanfiction. It goes into sexual detail. If you cannot handle yaoi, then fuck off and go away. Don't read it then. I'm rather proud and embarassed by this story at the same time. I worked hard on it. Read. Review. Enjoy.
Mine
Part one
The redhead paused and looked at the window. It was open, and the curtains were gently blowing with the cool breeze coming in from outside. The room had been warmer than was comfortable earlier, so he had opened it. Now, however, it was getting cold as the night air cooled the surrounding air, and the breeze made his skin shiver.
Kurama got up and walked to the window to close it, then stopped and stared outside. The night sky was almost black except for the bright, shimmering stars. He paused to relish the beauty of the night. The moon was round, silvery, and full, yet wasn’t enough to illuminate the shadows of the night. Even the roses he had planted looked dark under the full moon. ‘Odd. A full moon would usually allow for a bit more light than this. Ah well. It’s beautiful either way.’
He leaned on the windowsill, staring down at the roses and gazing at the nighttime landscape. When a shadow moved, he shrugged it off as a bird of some kind, and ignored it. He soon found himself drifting off to sleep, resting his head on his hand.
A shadow detached itself from the wall and silently walked towards the boy, a look of lust and triumph on the masked face. The shadow began to take shape as it came further into the light of the moon that reached into the room. A long, dark cape. Silky, flowing black hair. Pale as ice skin and a mask over the lower portion of the face. Glowing, lust-filled violet eyes. The tall, graceful figure stopped as he came close to the half-asleep boy.
Emerald orbs snapped open in surprise as cold hands wrapped themselves around his fragile human neck. He shivered as he felt the familiar malevolent presence of Karasu, and wondered how he could have allowed him so close. “You! What are you doing here? Wait… how are you here…? I… I killed you!”
“Yes, my precious kitsune, you did… but as you can see, I’ve managed to come back. And now that I’m back, I think I’ll have some fun…” came the cold whisper. Kurama tried to turn around, but strong hands kept him facing the window. “Just watch your pretty roses for now, my dear. They’re just as fragile as you are…” he said before kissing the soft skin of the human’s neck. Kurama shivered and stared at the roses, trying to think of an escape from…this.
More kisses rained down on the sensitive flesh, and a tongue snuck out to sensually lick at the skin. The boy shivered again and tried his hardest not to enjoy the pleasurable sensations. Sharp fangs gently nipped at the boy’s skin and a soft, involuntary moan escaped the boy’s throat. Karasu’s lips curled into a smirk of triumph.
“Ah, my darling fox, you do enjoy this…” he said as he nipped at his throat while Kurama shivered, moaned softly again, and kept staring wide-eyed at the roses.
Karasu slipped his hands up Kurama’s shirt, caressing and stroking the warm, muscled torso. His claws quickly tore the cloth to shreds and he grinned as the cool air made Kurama’s skin shiver. His long fingers slowly stroked up and down the human’s toned torso, brushing against an erect nipple.
Kurama gasped and fought against the desire that had started to build within him. He tried against to struggle, even as the part of him the enjoyed what Karasu was doing told him to stop fighting. He twisted away, and Karasu caught his chin, forcing the emerald irises to meet his glowing violent ones. Kurama opened his mouth to yell, argue, something, but was stopped as the youkai claimed his mouth in a searing kiss. Kurama’s eyes widened even more at the sudden kiss, and opened his mouth instinctively to provide Karasu better access. Karasu slid his tongue deep into Kurama’s mouth, tasting and exploring.
Kurama felt himself relax and lean into the kiss as Karasu’s arms wrapped around him, embracing him. He closed his eyes and momentarily surrendered to the pleasure the demon gave him. Karasu’s grin widened as he pulled away, staring for a moment into the deep, normally calm green eyes of his beloved fox, then began licking a wet trail down Kurama’s chest. His hands trailed after his tongue, stroking and sender shivers of pleasure along the human boy’s skin.
Karasu paused as he reached the waistband of Kurama’s bands. He slowly slid them down, and Kurama’s eyes snapped open.
“No! S-stop, Karasu… that’s enough…” he said weakly, surprised at the stutter and hesitance within his voice. His body was having the opposite reaction than his mind, and his erection was proof of that. Still, he didn’t want his enemy to do this to him.
Karasu glanced up at him and purred, rubbing his hand of Kurama’s groin, drawing out a groan of pleasure from the human boy. He wrapped his fingers around the erection, and his thumb brushed against the sensitive head.
Kurama moaned and grabbed onto the windowsill to keep his knees from giving out. He hadn’t experienced this since his days as Youko Kurama. Oh, he had touched himself before-he was human, male, and not completely perfect after all- but never to this intensity. He closed his eyes and tried to keep his breathing under control, to not allow himself to thrusts his hips forward.
Karasu’s tongue snaked out and licked the head and Kurama gasped. A smile formed on his tormentor’s lips before his mouth opened and drew Kurama’s manhood into his mouth. Karasu began sucking gently on the member, sliding his tongue over the tip and along it’s length. Kurama’s head fell back in bliss as he groaned and gave up, his mind unable to take control over his body’s actions and reactions.
The raven delighted in the moans and whimpers escaping the boy’s throat, and knew the human’s release was approaching. He drew the rest of Kurama into his mouth and sucked and teased with his tongue. That was all the boy needed, and he climaxed, spilling his seed into and down Karasu’s throat, crying out in ecstasy and defeat.
When the youkai had swallowed all, he withdrew his mouth and stood up, catching his beloved fox as Kurama’s knees finally gave out. Pressed against his enemy’s chest, defeated, nude, and coming down from his climax, Kurama looked up into Karasu’s eyes.
“Why…” he asked weakly. The moonlight glinted off of the white fangs as the raven smirked.
“Because, pet. You are mine. Mine to have, mine to toy with, mine to kill. You always have been and always will be. You. Are. Mine.”
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Mine
Part one
The redhead paused and looked at the window. It was open, and the curtains were gently blowing with the cool breeze coming in from outside. The room had been warmer than was comfortable earlier, so he had opened it. Now, however, it was getting cold as the night air cooled the surrounding air, and the breeze made his skin shiver.
Kurama got up and walked to the window to close it, then stopped and stared outside. The night sky was almost black except for the bright, shimmering stars. He paused to relish the beauty of the night. The moon was round, silvery, and full, yet wasn’t enough to illuminate the shadows of the night. Even the roses he had planted looked dark under the full moon. ‘Odd. A full moon would usually allow for a bit more light than this. Ah well. It’s beautiful either way.’
He leaned on the windowsill, staring down at the roses and gazing at the nighttime landscape. When a shadow moved, he shrugged it off as a bird of some kind, and ignored it. He soon found himself drifting off to sleep, resting his head on his hand.
A shadow detached itself from the wall and silently walked towards the boy, a look of lust and triumph on the masked face. The shadow began to take shape as it came further into the light of the moon that reached into the room. A long, dark cape. Silky, flowing black hair. Pale as ice skin and a mask over the lower portion of the face. Glowing, lust-filled violet eyes. The tall, graceful figure stopped as he came close to the half-asleep boy.
Emerald orbs snapped open in surprise as cold hands wrapped themselves around his fragile human neck. He shivered as he felt the familiar malevolent presence of Karasu, and wondered how he could have allowed him so close. “You! What are you doing here? Wait… how are you here…? I… I killed you!”
“Yes, my precious kitsune, you did… but as you can see, I’ve managed to come back. And now that I’m back, I think I’ll have some fun…” came the cold whisper. Kurama tried to turn around, but strong hands kept him facing the window. “Just watch your pretty roses for now, my dear. They’re just as fragile as you are…” he said before kissing the soft skin of the human’s neck. Kurama shivered and stared at the roses, trying to think of an escape from…this.
More kisses rained down on the sensitive flesh, and a tongue snuck out to sensually lick at the skin. The boy shivered again and tried his hardest not to enjoy the pleasurable sensations. Sharp fangs gently nipped at the boy’s skin and a soft, involuntary moan escaped the boy’s throat. Karasu’s lips curled into a smirk of triumph.
“Ah, my darling fox, you do enjoy this…” he said as he nipped at his throat while Kurama shivered, moaned softly again, and kept staring wide-eyed at the roses.
Karasu slipped his hands up Kurama’s shirt, caressing and stroking the warm, muscled torso. His claws quickly tore the cloth to shreds and he grinned as the cool air made Kurama’s skin shiver. His long fingers slowly stroked up and down the human’s toned torso, brushing against an erect nipple.
Kurama gasped and fought against the desire that had started to build within him. He tried against to struggle, even as the part of him the enjoyed what Karasu was doing told him to stop fighting. He twisted away, and Karasu caught his chin, forcing the emerald irises to meet his glowing violent ones. Kurama opened his mouth to yell, argue, something, but was stopped as the youkai claimed his mouth in a searing kiss. Kurama’s eyes widened even more at the sudden kiss, and opened his mouth instinctively to provide Karasu better access. Karasu slid his tongue deep into Kurama’s mouth, tasting and exploring.
Kurama felt himself relax and lean into the kiss as Karasu’s arms wrapped around him, embracing him. He closed his eyes and momentarily surrendered to the pleasure the demon gave him. Karasu’s grin widened as he pulled away, staring for a moment into the deep, normally calm green eyes of his beloved fox, then began licking a wet trail down Kurama’s chest. His hands trailed after his tongue, stroking and sender shivers of pleasure along the human boy’s skin.
Karasu paused as he reached the waistband of Kurama’s bands. He slowly slid them down, and Kurama’s eyes snapped open.
“No! S-stop, Karasu… that’s enough…” he said weakly, surprised at the stutter and hesitance within his voice. His body was having the opposite reaction than his mind, and his erection was proof of that. Still, he didn’t want his enemy to do this to him.
Karasu glanced up at him and purred, rubbing his hand of Kurama’s groin, drawing out a groan of pleasure from the human boy. He wrapped his fingers around the erection, and his thumb brushed against the sensitive head.
Kurama moaned and grabbed onto the windowsill to keep his knees from giving out. He hadn’t experienced this since his days as Youko Kurama. Oh, he had touched himself before-he was human, male, and not completely perfect after all- but never to this intensity. He closed his eyes and tried to keep his breathing under control, to not allow himself to thrusts his hips forward.
Karasu’s tongue snaked out and licked the head and Kurama gasped. A smile formed on his tormentor’s lips before his mouth opened and drew Kurama’s manhood into his mouth. Karasu began sucking gently on the member, sliding his tongue over the tip and along it’s length. Kurama’s head fell back in bliss as he groaned and gave up, his mind unable to take control over his body’s actions and reactions.
The raven delighted in the moans and whimpers escaping the boy’s throat, and knew the human’s release was approaching. He drew the rest of Kurama into his mouth and sucked and teased with his tongue. That was all the boy needed, and he climaxed, spilling his seed into and down Karasu’s throat, crying out in ecstasy and defeat.
When the youkai had swallowed all, he withdrew his mouth and stood up, catching his beloved fox as Kurama’s knees finally gave out. Pressed against his enemy’s chest, defeated, nude, and coming down from his climax, Kurama looked up into Karasu’s eyes.
“Why…” he asked weakly. The moonlight glinted off of the white fangs as the raven smirked.
“Because, pet. You are mine. Mine to have, mine to toy with, mine to kill. You always have been and always will be. You. Are. Mine.”
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