Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Possessive ❯ Chapter Four: Damn the Lake!! ( Chapter 4 )
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By: KitsuneShadow 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.21.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 249 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.21.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 249 | Status: Completed
KS: Hello, since I’m always trying to update and I have no free time… WELCOME TO LATE NIGHT/EARLY MORNING WRITING! YEAH!! Screw sleeping.
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Chapter Four
Kori turned around. It was Tuesday, afternoon since no one was around. There was another theft today. It wasn’t that big a place, so there wasn’t as many people going as there had been the time she went, but some had gone to the market place and some went to find someone they could have sex with.
She hadn’t come out in two and a half days. She felt like a huge baka, but she was too embarrassed to face anyone. Including Yoko. Especially Yoko.
Kori got up and trotted out of her room, grabbing clothes along the way. She continued to trot out of the hideout and stopped at the entrance to the forest.
If there was one thing she disliked it was being away from nature, and this time it was her own fault. She cocked her head to the side and let out a soft sigh. And then she started to trot, no glide was the right word for what she was doing, through the forest. Blending in with forest… But not to Yoko’s trained eye.
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Kori undressed, quickly, and dived into the lake. Her head emerged from the water, furry black ears drooping under the weight of the water.
“Ahhh…” She let out, then made a soft content sound.
She scrubbed her legs and feet, her arms and hands, claws, tail, and ears, her stomach, back, and face, and then finally started working on her hair.
“Well, well, well… Look who’s come out of her room,” Yoko stated, sitting on the edge of the lake, legs dangling in the water. “Come here, let me help you with that unruly mass of mess that you call hair.”
Kori did not move, practically frozen to her spot. She blinked up at him.
“Are you deaf?” Yoko asked, “Come here or I’ll come in there with you.”
Kori swam over to him, as fast as possible. Kori turned around, not to see his face and let out a little sigh as Yoko picked out all the seeds and finally found the black rose that he could never find.
“Hold your breath,” Yoko commanded, placing his head right in the middle of her head, between two black ears, which had finally dried.
“Matte! Nani?” Kori asked, but Yoko pushed her under. She emerged, three minutes later, coughing up water, glaring through soaked blonde hair that was plastered to her face and all she saw was Yoko’s smiling gold eyes.
“I did warn you,” he stated, simply.
“That was not a warning!” Kori yelled.
He laughed, slightly. “You look kawaii when you’re angry,” Yoko commented. Kori blushed, but recovered quickly, let out a snarl as Yoko’s hands came near her. “See, Kit. All that crap is out of your hair. It’ll look like its actually been washed now.”
“You’re such a vain kitsune,” Kori replied, as he twirled the wet blonde hair around his fingers.
“I am not vain,” Yoko snapped. “I just like to be clean, as do you. Okay, Kit, get out of the water, and I’ll brush your hair.”
Kori only snorted, and turned around. “We also need to have a little chat,” Yoko continued.
“I don’t want to chat, Yoko,” Kori replied, starting to swim around. But Yoko grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back, none to gently.
“Get out of the water, Kori, or I’ll pull you out like this.”
Kori gave a small whimper, as he repeated the gesture, her hands grabbing at his arm. “Onegai, Yoko! Let go!”
He relented, letting go of her hair, as her hands let go of his arm, and stood up; his pants and legs soaked, as well as his hands and parts of his shirt and arms. Yoko turned around, as Kori got out of the water and dressed quickly.
He turned around, “C’mon, Kori. We have a lot to discuss.”
~*~
“Now, Kori,” Yoko started, as he ran a brush through her hair, one last time. They were sitting on Kori’s bed, with the door locked of course. Couldn’t have anyone interrupting this. It’s so silky; I wonder what this would feel like against… CONCENTRATE, YOKO!
“I don’t want to talk, Yoko,” she repeated, for the fifteenth time.
“Well, we are going to. Because four nights ago, you got drunk and decided to get all giggly on me, even kissed my neck. Then the next night, you go and kiss me. And then you lock yourself in your room for three days.”
“I was still suffering from the effects of the beer,” Kori stated, and then lay down, hiding her face in her pillow.
“BEEP. Wrong answer, Kori,” Yoko told her. “Do you love me, Kori?”
“You’re my friend, fox boy, of course I love you.”
“You know what I’m talking about, Kori. And that’s not it.”
“Go away. I'm tired.”
Yoko sighed, sliding his hand up her shirt, watching Kori’s back arch in surprise and pleasure. He repeated the action, running one finger up and down her spine.
“What are you doing?” she almost screeched, turning her face to see him.
“Well, I’ve learned that when I rub your back it helps you calm down. I never realized that your spine was so sensitive though,” Yoko said, a smile creeping over his face.
He continued this torture to Kori, who growled in response. He would do this till he got an answer he liked. And if Yoko didn’t stop soon, Kori would start purring.
“I wanted to see what it was like,” Kori replied. It was the truth, in a way.
“Really? That’s all, Kori?” Yoko asked. And when Kori didn’t respond, “I see, I see. So you do love me.”
“There goes your ego, inflating at a rapid speed,” Kori muttered, as the hand disappeared from underneath her shirt.
“I think you're wrong."
Kori sighed, rolling over on her back and gave a little stretch. "I think you're a baka. But that'll just go right over you and your over-inflated ego." She closed her eyes, knowing that Yoko no longer had access to her back.
Yoko smirked, forming an idea in his head. He straddled his little kit and cupped her face with his one free hand; the other one was propping him up. He watched as Kori opened her eyes, complete surprise written all over her face. Their mouths inches apart.
"Yoko?! What are you do- mmphnn!!!" Kori let out as Yoko's lips covered her own, her eyes growing huge as he did not move them. Her arms instinctively went to push him off, but Yoko held them down.
Yoko bit her lower lip and as she opened her to protest this, and nearly choked as he shoved his tongue down her throat. His tongue probed every part of her mouth, and Kori closed her eyes, starting to participate, trying to push Yoko's tongue out of her mouth. But Yoko, having much more experience than Kori, won the battle, after a few minutes.
He pulled back, laughing slightly, as Kori panted, softy. "It's going to be fun teaching you everything," Yoko murmured, brushing his lips against hers briefly. "And watching you learn how to be submissive will be even better…"
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inuyasha-lover: Glad you like it! They banned you?!?! That sucks!
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Chapter Four
Kori turned around. It was Tuesday, afternoon since no one was around. There was another theft today. It wasn’t that big a place, so there wasn’t as many people going as there had been the time she went, but some had gone to the market place and some went to find someone they could have sex with.
She hadn’t come out in two and a half days. She felt like a huge baka, but she was too embarrassed to face anyone. Including Yoko. Especially Yoko.
Kori got up and trotted out of her room, grabbing clothes along the way. She continued to trot out of the hideout and stopped at the entrance to the forest.
If there was one thing she disliked it was being away from nature, and this time it was her own fault. She cocked her head to the side and let out a soft sigh. And then she started to trot, no glide was the right word for what she was doing, through the forest. Blending in with forest… But not to Yoko’s trained eye.
~*~
Kori undressed, quickly, and dived into the lake. Her head emerged from the water, furry black ears drooping under the weight of the water.
“Ahhh…” She let out, then made a soft content sound.
She scrubbed her legs and feet, her arms and hands, claws, tail, and ears, her stomach, back, and face, and then finally started working on her hair.
“Well, well, well… Look who’s come out of her room,” Yoko stated, sitting on the edge of the lake, legs dangling in the water. “Come here, let me help you with that unruly mass of mess that you call hair.”
Kori did not move, practically frozen to her spot. She blinked up at him.
“Are you deaf?” Yoko asked, “Come here or I’ll come in there with you.”
Kori swam over to him, as fast as possible. Kori turned around, not to see his face and let out a little sigh as Yoko picked out all the seeds and finally found the black rose that he could never find.
“Hold your breath,” Yoko commanded, placing his head right in the middle of her head, between two black ears, which had finally dried.
“Matte! Nani?” Kori asked, but Yoko pushed her under. She emerged, three minutes later, coughing up water, glaring through soaked blonde hair that was plastered to her face and all she saw was Yoko’s smiling gold eyes.
“I did warn you,” he stated, simply.
“That was not a warning!” Kori yelled.
He laughed, slightly. “You look kawaii when you’re angry,” Yoko commented. Kori blushed, but recovered quickly, let out a snarl as Yoko’s hands came near her. “See, Kit. All that crap is out of your hair. It’ll look like its actually been washed now.”
“You’re such a vain kitsune,” Kori replied, as he twirled the wet blonde hair around his fingers.
“I am not vain,” Yoko snapped. “I just like to be clean, as do you. Okay, Kit, get out of the water, and I’ll brush your hair.”
Kori only snorted, and turned around. “We also need to have a little chat,” Yoko continued.
“I don’t want to chat, Yoko,” Kori replied, starting to swim around. But Yoko grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back, none to gently.
“Get out of the water, Kori, or I’ll pull you out like this.”
Kori gave a small whimper, as he repeated the gesture, her hands grabbing at his arm. “Onegai, Yoko! Let go!”
He relented, letting go of her hair, as her hands let go of his arm, and stood up; his pants and legs soaked, as well as his hands and parts of his shirt and arms. Yoko turned around, as Kori got out of the water and dressed quickly.
He turned around, “C’mon, Kori. We have a lot to discuss.”
~*~
“Now, Kori,” Yoko started, as he ran a brush through her hair, one last time. They were sitting on Kori’s bed, with the door locked of course. Couldn’t have anyone interrupting this. It’s so silky; I wonder what this would feel like against… CONCENTRATE, YOKO!
“I don’t want to talk, Yoko,” she repeated, for the fifteenth time.
“Well, we are going to. Because four nights ago, you got drunk and decided to get all giggly on me, even kissed my neck. Then the next night, you go and kiss me. And then you lock yourself in your room for three days.”
“I was still suffering from the effects of the beer,” Kori stated, and then lay down, hiding her face in her pillow.
“BEEP. Wrong answer, Kori,” Yoko told her. “Do you love me, Kori?”
“You’re my friend, fox boy, of course I love you.”
“You know what I’m talking about, Kori. And that’s not it.”
“Go away. I'm tired.”
Yoko sighed, sliding his hand up her shirt, watching Kori’s back arch in surprise and pleasure. He repeated the action, running one finger up and down her spine.
“What are you doing?” she almost screeched, turning her face to see him.
“Well, I’ve learned that when I rub your back it helps you calm down. I never realized that your spine was so sensitive though,” Yoko said, a smile creeping over his face.
He continued this torture to Kori, who growled in response. He would do this till he got an answer he liked. And if Yoko didn’t stop soon, Kori would start purring.
“I wanted to see what it was like,” Kori replied. It was the truth, in a way.
“Really? That’s all, Kori?” Yoko asked. And when Kori didn’t respond, “I see, I see. So you do love me.”
“There goes your ego, inflating at a rapid speed,” Kori muttered, as the hand disappeared from underneath her shirt.
“I think you're wrong."
Kori sighed, rolling over on her back and gave a little stretch. "I think you're a baka. But that'll just go right over you and your over-inflated ego." She closed her eyes, knowing that Yoko no longer had access to her back.
Yoko smirked, forming an idea in his head. He straddled his little kit and cupped her face with his one free hand; the other one was propping him up. He watched as Kori opened her eyes, complete surprise written all over her face. Their mouths inches apart.
"Yoko?! What are you do- mmphnn!!!" Kori let out as Yoko's lips covered her own, her eyes growing huge as he did not move them. Her arms instinctively went to push him off, but Yoko held them down.
Yoko bit her lower lip and as she opened her to protest this, and nearly choked as he shoved his tongue down her throat. His tongue probed every part of her mouth, and Kori closed her eyes, starting to participate, trying to push Yoko's tongue out of her mouth. But Yoko, having much more experience than Kori, won the battle, after a few minutes.
He pulled back, laughing slightly, as Kori panted, softy. "It's going to be fun teaching you everything," Yoko murmured, brushing his lips against hers briefly. "And watching you learn how to be submissive will be even better…"
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inuyasha-lover: Glad you like it! They banned you?!?! That sucks!