Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Possessive ❯ Chapter Five: Plaything Kit ( Chapter 5 )
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By: KitsuneShadow 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.28.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 258 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.28.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 258 | Status: Completed
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Chapter Five
Yoko pulled Kori back as, for the fifteenth time, she tried to get away. “Really, Kori, it’s not that bad,” Yoko murmured, resuming his “torture”, as Kori was calling it at the moment, of the back of her neck. He would kiss, then nip, and end with a lick. Really, it wasn’t as horrible as Kori was making it out to be.
“If you’re going to keep this up,” Yoko continued, “we’ll never get anywhere when we start to make love.”
Kori let out a squeak and tried to make a brake for it again, only to be pinned to the bed by Yoko, who bit her on the back of her neck.
“I AM NOT YOUR LOVER, YOKO!” she screamed into the pillow.
Yoko, of course, had not stopped his kisses. “Of course you’re not my lover. But you will be soon. Either way, you are mine.”
“I AM NOT YOURS!” she snapped.
Yoko finally pulled away, sighing, “How much longer are you going to insist this?”
“Until you get it,” Kori snapped at him, as he released her, sitting on his knees. She pushed herself up and then turned around, sitting in the same position as Yoko. “I don’t even know what gave you the impression that I wanted to be yours!”
“Maybe it was when you locked yourself in here for three days, or the fact that you asked what the woman, who happened to be you by the way, had that you didn’t have, or when I kissed you and you were definitely doing something with your tongue, don’t try to deny it, or maybe how after I told you it was going to be fun watching you learn to be submissive, we rolled around for hours shoving our tongues down each other’s mouths fighting for dominance. I guess that was stupid of me to think that you wanted to be mine though,” Yoko stated.
Kori blushed, trying to think of a response.
“So, Kori?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Well, then...” He cupped her chin and rubbed his thumb over her lips.
"I'm not yours," she mumbled, but Yoko didn't seem to here her as he pressed his lips lightly against hers.
She blinked, as instead of trying to get his tongue in her mouth, he kissed her nose, then forehead, and finished by nuzzling the top of her head.
"You're adorable," he murmured, as she turned all shades of reds. He entwined his fingers in her hair and tugged her head back, biting her neck. Kori released a small yelp. "But do know this: You are mine. A possession that’s quite dear to me, something to always keep near me; I'll make sure to keep an eye on you. You belong to me and I do not like sharing."
~*~
Kori was running out of places to hide. For the last five days she had been trying to avoid Yoko, telling him that it was a mistake.
It definitely was not a mistake. She had wanted this, but she felt more like a possession then a mate.
“You belong to me and I do not like sharing.”
She shivered unconsciously at the words that had been said the night before. Her mind moved a mile a minute as she tried to figure out a way to solve this.
She blinked as she spotted Yoko a few feet away talking to some of the other demons in the band. She turned around ready to run for dear life to get out of there before she was noticed.
“Kori.”
FUCK!
“Hold on a second, will you?” Yoko asked, as Kori turned to met his golden eyes. “I want to discuss something with you.”
Fuck, damn, shit, son of a bi-
He kissed her forehead. “Trying to run away again, are you?” he asked. “Or at least attempting to…”
Kori glared up at him.
“Oh, we’ll do this later, Kori,” Yoko sighed. “There’s going to be a theft tonight. You don’t have to come, it’s your choice.”
“I bet you’re going,” Kori commented, as Yoko twirled her hair around his fingers.
“Actually, I’m not,” Yoko stated. “I gave the lead to Yomi.” Kori gave a low growl and Yoko’s eyes gleamed. “I know you’re not that fond of him, but-”
Kori snorted, “Yeah, right. You’d have to drag me kicking and screaming.”
Yoko smirked slightly, “Okay, then.” Kori turned to walk away. “Kori, I-” She sighed and turned around, and she grabbed his silver hair, pulled him down and kissed him softly.
“Happy now?” she asked, releasing him.
He gave a small smile. “Yes, very. I knew you would come around eventually," Yoko stated.
"Huh?" Kori looked up at him, blinking confused dark blue eyes.
He chuckled, "I just wanted to remind you that we were going to have a little talk later. I didn't expect you to kiss me, but believe me I won't mind if you continue you do it."
"Oh, you SON OF A-"
~*~
"I don't get it!" Kori shouted at Kuronue. "Why is he like that? I mean, I've seen him with his other lovers, he wasn't this way around them!"
"You have got to calm down," Kuronue had stated for what seemed the thousandth time in the hour Kori had stormed up to him and started ranting, trying to understand why Yoko was the way he was.
Kori sighed and plopped down next to the bat on the soft, wet grass. She looked at him for a second. He looked like he was trying to form the right words.
"Yoko… Yoko..." he started, but couldn't form the right word. "Yoko in a way is… scared to lose you. I've noticed for a while that he… well the only way to put it would be to say that he loves you." He paused for a moment then looked at the kitsune. "He never got this way about any of his other lovers, because technically they were play things."
"So I'm a play thing?" Kori asked slowly.
"No! You're the complete opposite," Kuro replied. Kori looked a little skeptic. KIT A PLAY THING? He'd kill Yoko for having to explain this to Kori. "He loves you; that’s the difference. Yoko holds onto the things he loves and considering you'll probably be his mate, you'll be the thing he holds onto the most."
Kori closed her eyes, silently digesting all of this. "But what about all the touching and… kissing?" she asked, opening her eyes to look at the bat.
Oh, great, why am I getting stuck with this? He asked himself. Because Yoko can't explain this to her. Great, just fucking great.
"That’s normal," Kuronue replied. "They're signs of affection. You should return them if you feel the same way, which I know you do." He looked at her and for once she looked truly innocent as she murmured:
"But I don't know them."
~*~
"There's something on your mind," Yoko stated, stared into hers. Kori's eyes continued to flit around, only glancing at his once or twice.
Thank Inari that a table separated her and Yoko, or she suspected that she would be pressed to the ground or wall, whatever was closer and forced to look at him. Not that Yoko wouldn't pounce across the table; by the way he was looking she wouldn't put it past him.
"Spit it out, Kori," Yoko growled.
"Am I plaything?" she asked, as that was the first thing she had remembered from her conversation with Kuronue. She covered her hand with her mouth as soon as she said it. That wasn't the right question.
"What?" Yoko asked, icily.
"Nothing," Kori stated. "So what did you-"
"What or who EVER gave you the idea that you were a plaything?" Yoko asked.
"I didn't say plaything, I said-" What the fuck could go with plaything? "-weigh…ing." Oh that was stupid. He blinked at her, and then continued his glare.
"Come here, now," Yoko stated. Kori didn't move. "Don't make me-" She was sitting next to him in a flash. "You've been acting very strange, Kit. Now this plaything? Who told you this?"
"No one."
He cupped her face and started nuzzling her face, stopping to kiss her forehead. "Then what makes you think this?"
"Nothing."
"Kori."
"Well, I was talking to Kuro about something-"
"I'll kill him."
"No. He said your lovers before me, although we aren't lovers, were playthings. I asked if I was a plaything and he said I was the exact opposite."
"Well doesn't that answer your question?" he asked, pausing a moment before moving to kiss her neck.
"I want it from you," she snapped. "And stop doing that!"
"But I like finding your sensitive spots," Yoko argued.
"THIS IS WHY I THINK I'M A PLAYTHING!" Kori shouted.
"You are not my plaything," Yoko told her, pulling back. "And you have no reason to think that." He rested his forehead against hers and smiled slightly. "What I'm doing is causing you pleasure; I can see it written all over your face. I thought you'd like it, but then again you probably don't even know what that is."
"I do too," Kori stated, indignantly. "I just don't receive it much."
"That's going to change, now, isn't it?" Yoko asked, watching as Kori's own small smile began to emerge, as a small blush rose to her face.
~*~
Yoko brushed the hair out of Kori's eyes. She just groaned and turned around, attempting to smack his hand away in the process.
"Kori," he stated softly. "I have a cookie."
"Mmghp."
"The whole place is on fire."
"Umph."
"There are unicorns in the room."
She blinked dark blue eyes at the wall and then blinked up at him. "Wha' 'im' ist?" she asked, slurring some of her words.
"It's one in the morning," Yoko replied. He almost laughed when he saw her face; a mixture of annoyance, tiredness, and anger.
"Wha' da fuck 'id 'ou wake me up fer den?" Kori asked.
"I wanted to see your beautiful face," Yoko stated.
"Coudn't 'ou do dat when I was seepin'?" Kori asked.
"Yes, but I wouldn't see your eyes then," he replied. "And I couldn't get to sleep."
She let out a growl and made her best attempt to glare at him. "If I could 'ee 'ou 'ight now I wood." She yawned and rolled over so she could lie on her stomach. "Jut lie down and go 'o seep." He got up to leave, and that’s when Kori reacted. "Where you goin'? When I tol' 'ou to lie down, I meant her, dumbass."
"Really?" Yoko asked. "You're not scared that at some point, you'll wake up to find yourself underneath me naked? That you'll transform from my mate to my plaything?"
"Do you realize that I trust you?" Kori muttered. Yoko blinked and smiled.
"Yes," he replied, as Kori snuggled into him as soon as he touched the bed.
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Chapter Five
Yoko pulled Kori back as, for the fifteenth time, she tried to get away. “Really, Kori, it’s not that bad,” Yoko murmured, resuming his “torture”, as Kori was calling it at the moment, of the back of her neck. He would kiss, then nip, and end with a lick. Really, it wasn’t as horrible as Kori was making it out to be.
“If you’re going to keep this up,” Yoko continued, “we’ll never get anywhere when we start to make love.”
Kori let out a squeak and tried to make a brake for it again, only to be pinned to the bed by Yoko, who bit her on the back of her neck.
“I AM NOT YOUR LOVER, YOKO!” she screamed into the pillow.
Yoko, of course, had not stopped his kisses. “Of course you’re not my lover. But you will be soon. Either way, you are mine.”
“I AM NOT YOURS!” she snapped.
Yoko finally pulled away, sighing, “How much longer are you going to insist this?”
“Until you get it,” Kori snapped at him, as he released her, sitting on his knees. She pushed herself up and then turned around, sitting in the same position as Yoko. “I don’t even know what gave you the impression that I wanted to be yours!”
“Maybe it was when you locked yourself in here for three days, or the fact that you asked what the woman, who happened to be you by the way, had that you didn’t have, or when I kissed you and you were definitely doing something with your tongue, don’t try to deny it, or maybe how after I told you it was going to be fun watching you learn to be submissive, we rolled around for hours shoving our tongues down each other’s mouths fighting for dominance. I guess that was stupid of me to think that you wanted to be mine though,” Yoko stated.
Kori blushed, trying to think of a response.
“So, Kori?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Well, then...” He cupped her chin and rubbed his thumb over her lips.
"I'm not yours," she mumbled, but Yoko didn't seem to here her as he pressed his lips lightly against hers.
She blinked, as instead of trying to get his tongue in her mouth, he kissed her nose, then forehead, and finished by nuzzling the top of her head.
"You're adorable," he murmured, as she turned all shades of reds. He entwined his fingers in her hair and tugged her head back, biting her neck. Kori released a small yelp. "But do know this: You are mine. A possession that’s quite dear to me, something to always keep near me; I'll make sure to keep an eye on you. You belong to me and I do not like sharing."
~*~
Kori was running out of places to hide. For the last five days she had been trying to avoid Yoko, telling him that it was a mistake.
It definitely was not a mistake. She had wanted this, but she felt more like a possession then a mate.
“You belong to me and I do not like sharing.”
She shivered unconsciously at the words that had been said the night before. Her mind moved a mile a minute as she tried to figure out a way to solve this.
She blinked as she spotted Yoko a few feet away talking to some of the other demons in the band. She turned around ready to run for dear life to get out of there before she was noticed.
“Kori.”
FUCK!
“Hold on a second, will you?” Yoko asked, as Kori turned to met his golden eyes. “I want to discuss something with you.”
Fuck, damn, shit, son of a bi-
He kissed her forehead. “Trying to run away again, are you?” he asked. “Or at least attempting to…”
Kori glared up at him.
“Oh, we’ll do this later, Kori,” Yoko sighed. “There’s going to be a theft tonight. You don’t have to come, it’s your choice.”
“I bet you’re going,” Kori commented, as Yoko twirled her hair around his fingers.
“Actually, I’m not,” Yoko stated. “I gave the lead to Yomi.” Kori gave a low growl and Yoko’s eyes gleamed. “I know you’re not that fond of him, but-”
Kori snorted, “Yeah, right. You’d have to drag me kicking and screaming.”
Yoko smirked slightly, “Okay, then.” Kori turned to walk away. “Kori, I-” She sighed and turned around, and she grabbed his silver hair, pulled him down and kissed him softly.
“Happy now?” she asked, releasing him.
He gave a small smile. “Yes, very. I knew you would come around eventually," Yoko stated.
"Huh?" Kori looked up at him, blinking confused dark blue eyes.
He chuckled, "I just wanted to remind you that we were going to have a little talk later. I didn't expect you to kiss me, but believe me I won't mind if you continue you do it."
"Oh, you SON OF A-"
~*~
"I don't get it!" Kori shouted at Kuronue. "Why is he like that? I mean, I've seen him with his other lovers, he wasn't this way around them!"
"You have got to calm down," Kuronue had stated for what seemed the thousandth time in the hour Kori had stormed up to him and started ranting, trying to understand why Yoko was the way he was.
Kori sighed and plopped down next to the bat on the soft, wet grass. She looked at him for a second. He looked like he was trying to form the right words.
"Yoko… Yoko..." he started, but couldn't form the right word. "Yoko in a way is… scared to lose you. I've noticed for a while that he… well the only way to put it would be to say that he loves you." He paused for a moment then looked at the kitsune. "He never got this way about any of his other lovers, because technically they were play things."
"So I'm a play thing?" Kori asked slowly.
"No! You're the complete opposite," Kuro replied. Kori looked a little skeptic. KIT A PLAY THING? He'd kill Yoko for having to explain this to Kori. "He loves you; that’s the difference. Yoko holds onto the things he loves and considering you'll probably be his mate, you'll be the thing he holds onto the most."
Kori closed her eyes, silently digesting all of this. "But what about all the touching and… kissing?" she asked, opening her eyes to look at the bat.
Oh, great, why am I getting stuck with this? He asked himself. Because Yoko can't explain this to her. Great, just fucking great.
"That’s normal," Kuronue replied. "They're signs of affection. You should return them if you feel the same way, which I know you do." He looked at her and for once she looked truly innocent as she murmured:
"But I don't know them."
~*~
"There's something on your mind," Yoko stated, stared into hers. Kori's eyes continued to flit around, only glancing at his once or twice.
Thank Inari that a table separated her and Yoko, or she suspected that she would be pressed to the ground or wall, whatever was closer and forced to look at him. Not that Yoko wouldn't pounce across the table; by the way he was looking she wouldn't put it past him.
"Spit it out, Kori," Yoko growled.
"Am I plaything?" she asked, as that was the first thing she had remembered from her conversation with Kuronue. She covered her hand with her mouth as soon as she said it. That wasn't the right question.
"What?" Yoko asked, icily.
"Nothing," Kori stated. "So what did you-"
"What or who EVER gave you the idea that you were a plaything?" Yoko asked.
"I didn't say plaything, I said-" What the fuck could go with plaything? "-weigh…ing." Oh that was stupid. He blinked at her, and then continued his glare.
"Come here, now," Yoko stated. Kori didn't move. "Don't make me-" She was sitting next to him in a flash. "You've been acting very strange, Kit. Now this plaything? Who told you this?"
"No one."
He cupped her face and started nuzzling her face, stopping to kiss her forehead. "Then what makes you think this?"
"Nothing."
"Kori."
"Well, I was talking to Kuro about something-"
"I'll kill him."
"No. He said your lovers before me, although we aren't lovers, were playthings. I asked if I was a plaything and he said I was the exact opposite."
"Well doesn't that answer your question?" he asked, pausing a moment before moving to kiss her neck.
"I want it from you," she snapped. "And stop doing that!"
"But I like finding your sensitive spots," Yoko argued.
"THIS IS WHY I THINK I'M A PLAYTHING!" Kori shouted.
"You are not my plaything," Yoko told her, pulling back. "And you have no reason to think that." He rested his forehead against hers and smiled slightly. "What I'm doing is causing you pleasure; I can see it written all over your face. I thought you'd like it, but then again you probably don't even know what that is."
"I do too," Kori stated, indignantly. "I just don't receive it much."
"That's going to change, now, isn't it?" Yoko asked, watching as Kori's own small smile began to emerge, as a small blush rose to her face.
~*~
Yoko brushed the hair out of Kori's eyes. She just groaned and turned around, attempting to smack his hand away in the process.
"Kori," he stated softly. "I have a cookie."
"Mmghp."
"The whole place is on fire."
"Umph."
"There are unicorns in the room."
She blinked dark blue eyes at the wall and then blinked up at him. "Wha' 'im' ist?" she asked, slurring some of her words.
"It's one in the morning," Yoko replied. He almost laughed when he saw her face; a mixture of annoyance, tiredness, and anger.
"Wha' da fuck 'id 'ou wake me up fer den?" Kori asked.
"I wanted to see your beautiful face," Yoko stated.
"Coudn't 'ou do dat when I was seepin'?" Kori asked.
"Yes, but I wouldn't see your eyes then," he replied. "And I couldn't get to sleep."
She let out a growl and made her best attempt to glare at him. "If I could 'ee 'ou 'ight now I wood." She yawned and rolled over so she could lie on her stomach. "Jut lie down and go 'o seep." He got up to leave, and that’s when Kori reacted. "Where you goin'? When I tol' 'ou to lie down, I meant her, dumbass."
"Really?" Yoko asked. "You're not scared that at some point, you'll wake up to find yourself underneath me naked? That you'll transform from my mate to my plaything?"
"Do you realize that I trust you?" Kori muttered. Yoko blinked and smiled.
"Yes," he replied, as Kori snuggled into him as soon as he touched the bed.
~*~
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inuyasha-lover: YAY!!! You love the new chapter! That really sucks. Who cares isn't it your opion? Anyway thanks for reviewing!