Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Hanyou ❯ Chapter 16 Blooming Roses ( Chapter 16 )

 

Desota sat by the bank of the small stream and let Kyo soak in the shallow waters to numb his wound in the coolness. The stream had been further away then she thought at first. She was positive that she probably was even out of hearing distance for Kurama even. No harm in taking a small breather from every thing for herself and Kyoma was there?

 

Of course not. If any thing- she needed this. So much has happened in only a few days. It was really amazing she could still breathe. Kyo's wound didn't cause too much trouble, but it was still a slow-healing wound. Even with a whole day past, the wound still needed to be bandaged to keep form flowing freely.

 

If Kyo were a mortal, he'd die, by now, of blood loss.

 

Kyo stepped out of the water and shook his fur- careful not to accidentally stretch his shoulder wound.

 

“Kyou kaya,” he yipped.

 

“Ready to go then?”

 

“Kai!” Kyo nodded.

 

Desota smiled and stood up and picked him up to carry back to camp- forgetting the water bottle by the bank.

 

When she returned, she asked Botan for some fresh bandages for Kyo.

 

“Oh, I'll do it.” Botan offered as she gently took Kyo form Desota, “Di'ja get the water?”

 

“Oh yeah, it's right……..here?” Desota held up her hand- but there wasn't any bottle in it. She looked around her to see if she set it down- Nope, nothing. She turned back to the expectant Botan, “You're not thirsty are you?”

 

 

“Yes, a little, that's why I asked.” Botan replied suspiciously.

 

Desota smiled apologetically, “Well, I kinda left it by the bank….,”

 

“The bank?…..” Botan echoed. When Desota nodded, Botan sighed, “Well I guess it can't be helped. You'll just have to go back and get it. We may need it for more than just to quench our thirst.”

 

“Sorry Botan.” Desota apologized, “I didn't mean to, but Kyo's-,”

 

“No need for explanation, it's fine really. I would have done something like that too.” Botan smiled.

 

“Thank you Botan.” Desota smiled back, and then turned back to the woods, “I'm going to get the bottle now.” She announced to the rest of them.

 

“Isn't that why you went in the first place?” Yanna asked.

 

“I wasn't thinking straight…,” Desota excused.

 

“You're going alone? At night?” Kyoshi asked worried.

 

“Yeah, what of it?” Desota turned slightly as she stopped. Honestly- she wasn't fazed by that fact.

 

“It's not safe out here, even for you to go alone.” Kaitou put in.

 

“Humph, I can take care of myself. It's not like I'm a weak little girl you know. I'm just as much a fighter as any of you.” Desota huffed and pointedly marched into the darkness.

 

“So…..,” Genkai sighed as she looked around the camp, “who wants to go play body guard for the over confidant girl?”

 

“But I thought she didn't need one.” Botan defended, “We all know she's capable on her own.”

 

“Yes, but you have to remember, Botan, that her body is just as weak and vulnerable as Kyo's is right now from the bonding today. It exhausted almost all of her spirit energy. Not to mention she's a hanyou and we have yet to know when her human cycle comes- which could be tonight. So she won't have a fighting chance against a flea demon until later on tonight or early tomorrow- when her energy revitalizes.” Genkai explained.

 

“I'll follow her.” Kurama stated, rather than volunteered as he walked down the path Desota took moments ago.

 

“Can he handle protecting her alone?” Kyoshi asked, “Maybe I should go too.”

 

“Kurama can take anything that would be stupid enough to attack Desota while he's around. No use in you going to aid him. Just sit tight and find a spot to sleep.” Genkai warned him off. She knew very well that Kurama took the opening as a chance to get his mate alone and she wasn't about to betray him by sending another obstacle in his goal. Desota herself might be a big enough obstacle for him to over come anyways.

 

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“I say- I eat the damn whelp now. That way I can use his power NOW.” Gourmet said to the others.

 

“I already told you that he has to reach his peak before you can eat him. Otherwise, the power will not be enough to break through the barrier.” Itstuki (gate keeper) said calmly.

 

With Sniper, Doctor, and Soukou dead and Seaman's betrayal, all that was left was Gate Keeper, Gourmet, Game Master, Dark Angel, and the reluctant Ryukunai left. And, of course, their captive, Kazuma Kuwabara.

 

Gourmet held the boy still on the ground with his boot firmly pressing on his head. Kuwabara muffled through the gag in his mouth over and over and was quickly getting on the others nerves.

 

Ryu had only just returned.

 

“There you are, Kunai,” Sensui used his nickname he had given the dragon ages ago.

 

“Sniper's dead.” Ryu said briskly.

 

“So I've heard.” Sensui nodded, “our numbers grow smaller, yet our force becomes stronger. It's ironic isn't it?”

 

“Where's the kid? Did you let Gourmet eat him?” Ryu demanded.

 

“I just told him not to until the boy's power returns in full.” Sensui informed. Ryu glared at the bulky comrade called `Gourmet' and snorted in distaste.

 

“So if he doesn't do as you say and eats Kazuma before the time, or even try's…..can I kill him?” Ryu asked, half kidding, half dead serious.

 

Gourmet snarled at him, “You couldn't kill me if you tried, Dragon! Remember who killed your kind?! HUMANS! Kicking your sorry bad ass hide shouldn't even be worth my time!”

 

Ryu glanced at Sensui as if asking permission. Then, quick as a flash, Gourmet was sent flying into the stone wall behind him- across the small underground pond. Ryu didn't even touch him- it was all sheer spirit energy- and it blasted the weaker threat away with a breeze.

 

“Come now, Gourmet, if you're going to threat, you need to back it up. Kunai blew you away even in his weakened state. He's shedding you know.” Sensui said calmly.

 

“I know.” Gourmet grumbled as he picked himself up form the rubble, “God Damnit, I know. And I really want it to come sooner.”

 

“You act as if I'm a female PMS-ing” Ryu scratched his ear in boredom. He quickly glanced over Kuwabara to see if any major injuries have been done. Finding none, he turned his attention back to Gourmet.

 

“You're situations not that far off.” Gourmet countered.

 

“Now, now, enough slam talk.” Itstuki insisted.

 

“Just keep lizard breath outta my way when those bean bags come.” Gourmet warned as he swam across the water and back to them.

 

Sensui turned to Ryu, “Kunai, when dragon's go into the shedding, aren't they allowed to make draconian guardians out of their spirit energy? To guard their lair?”

 

“Yeah, but I figured I don't need to.” Ryu shrugged, “There's really no threat out here in the human realm. Their main purpose is to ward off rivaled dragons.”

 

“Would you mind making them anyways and have them guard the front entrance? I want these….kids, to have more excitement before they reach here. They'll be ready for anything if they defeat Game Master, and it'll help give us time to complete the tunnel and wait for Kuwabara's spirit energy to fully bloom so to speak.”

 

“Yeah, what ever.” Ryu shrugged, “just make Gourmet take a breath mint and chug a bottle of Listerine and that'll be my reward.”

 

Ryu stood in a meditating, Ninja style stance and focused his aura on creating the guardians. 5 blobs of see through liquidly substance detached from him and each to the form of a wing-less dragon. They stood about a head taller than Sensui himself and looked more like raptors with extended necks in shape. Their eyes were the only part of them not see-through. They had glowing orange eyes, signifying that they were from Ryu.

 

“Go to the entrance of my lair and guard me. Let no one get in that you know should not.” Ryu commanded.

 

The supposedly leader of the five raptor-dragons roared in its hissing-like voice and dashed away through the cave caverns. The other four followed close behind.

 

“Wow! Cool trick!” Game Master praised.

 

“Shouldn't you go prepare your territory? They should be getting close to entering the cave and the dragons might not be able to hold them off.” Gourmet said.

 

“Oh yeah! Right!” the small boy, Game Keeper trotted off to begin his faze of the plan.

 

“My dragons will hold Urameshi's little spirit Nazis long enough.” Ryu snorted.

 

“Cant trust a dead race.” Gourmet replied with venom.

 

“You do realize that no matter what happens, you won't survive the next 12 hours. For if Urameshi's group doesn't kill you, I will.” Ryu coldly retorted.

 

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“I could have sworn this is where I took Kyo.” Desota mused as she looked around and found quickly that there was no bottle in sight. Her shoulders hunched, “don't tell me someone stole it! Who'd steal a WATER BOTTLE!?”

 

A sharp pain surged through her spine and caused Desota to take a sharp intake. She clenched her eyes and endured the quick surges' after effect with clenched teeth, “damn it!” she hissed.

 

Because of the amount of energy drained in last nights incomplete bonding with Kyo (in other words, Ryu's other half. Just to clarify, Kyo can partially bond to some one other than his other half since he was a gift from the gods as a counter to Ryu's vulgar spirit *curse*) so even her simple concealing spell on her hanyou characteristics where straining her physically now. Kurama had asked her to stop using that spell, but out of habit, she was once again using it. Her image flickered slightly as she lend against the trunk of the willow tree that gracefully hung over the stream- concealing her from sight with its thick, whip-like branches. She felt a heavy relief when her red and black fox ears and tail were once again visible to even normal humans. No spell or aura was being used to conceal them. Her spirit energy was barely a flicker now.

 

“No….no-no-NO! Not now! I need my power to help everyone tomorrow!” Desota started to panic, “what good are ears and a tail if there's no power with them!? Why don't they just leave like the rest of the powers now!”

 

Well, at least one thing still worked (for now) - her K-9 senses. In fact, her sensitive hearing picked up just a slight disturbance in the tall grass of the forest behind her and out side of the concealing leaves of the willow. She was down wind form what ever it was, so her sense of smell was useless right now. Her fox ears shot straight up and erect.Holding her breath, Desota creped up to the barrier known as the willows branches and slowly reached out to pull them back to peek out.

 

Tentively, she poked her head out and looked to her right- staring with a leer at the dark forest as if daring whoever or whatever it was to come out.

 

“The forest is very dark tonight, isn't it? The crescent moon just before the new moon itself.”

 

Desota jumped up at least 5 ft in the air in surprise with a short scream. She turned her aqua-blue eyes to the left and saw Kurama standing just outside of the willow- looking up at the small crescent moon just barely visible through the trees.

 

“K-Kurama!?” she yelped, “What in heaven or hells' name are you doing here?! I thought I said I could retrieve it myself.” She covered up her surprise with the annoyance that he had followed when she had made a point to go alone.

 

Kurama chuckled as he lowered his head and closed his eyes in a confidant `you're such a fool' way.

 

“This is hardly a laughing matter, Kurama, what's so funny?”

 

“The fact that you can't even remember where you left a water bottle by the bank.” Kurama said with a smile as he held up the water bottle with one hand as he opened one rich green eye to observe her reaction.

 

Desota's tail bristled and nearly stood in an acute angle from her back, “HOW'D YOU GET THAT? I left earlier, and got here before you!”

 

“That's where you're wrong. You see, while you had to take a path back here, I took the shorter way- straight through the forest. All I had to do was ask the foliage to move aside and show me where you'd once been.” He explained as he tucked the water bottle away in his pouch attached to his sash.

 

“You're such a smart ass, you know that right.”

 

“My, my, my.” Kurama whistled in awe, “Aren't we lashing out.”

 

“Feh,” she huffed and disappeared back in the willow's branches. Kurama grinned victoriously as his eyes flashed gold for a mere second before he proceeded to follow her.

 

“could it be that we are so up tight because we have little to no spirit energy tonight?” he almost mocked as the willow's branches moved aside for him on their own accord, sensing his aura, “Reminds you much of the night that you become full human, huh? The night just before the new moon isn't it? Much like tonight….”

 

Desota sat with her back to him as she leaned against the trunk of the willow and stared at the refection of the moon in the stream water. Her chin rested on her knees that she held to her in a stubborn hug. Her right fox ear twitched in Kurama's direction after that comment.

 

“How do you know that?” Desota asked almost timidly. She didn't dare look back right now- it would prove that he was a step up in this little annoyance game. Which reminded her-

 

`Since when does Kurama act annoying like this? What's he fishing for?'

 

“Please, Desota, sometimes your faith in your mates' intelligence is insulting.” He purred suddenly just behind her.

 

Desota's ear twitched and she was about to snap at him to remind him about the `no calling her mate' policy, but she froze when his gentle hands rested on her shoulders and started to sensually massage them.

 

“Just relax and enjoy this feeling. I'll help you loosen up and gain you energy back.” He promised.

 

She fought the urge to just nod her head in agreement and melt into his hands as they eased the knots out of her stressed muscles in her shoulders and upper back, but the slight feeling that there was something going on that involved him kept her mind form letting her heart runaway like that.

 

“There's no time to relax, Kurama, so don't act like it.” She said seriously. Kurama's hands stilled a moment as he waited to hear what she had to say, “How can we relax when there's so much on the line? Kuwabara was taken and Ryu is acting like a double agent against Sensui to help, but I doubt he'll be able to help much since he's shedding.”

She started.

 

“Just because we're at a stand still right now in this battle doesn't mean that we can't relax while there's time. If we're tense in battle, we won't be able to perform at our best.” Kurama said softly, “so just relax now and tomorrow's problems will come tomorrow.”

 

With that said Kurama leaned back against the willow trunk and pulled Dessy over to his lap- turning her around to be face to face with him and in doing so, made her straddle him as well.

 

//NOW we're getting somewhere!// Yoko paraded in Kurama's' head //ok! Lets get this hot sex stuff going!//

 

`Just a little longer,' Kurama insisted. As he tried to calm both Yoko and their body from the excitement of having her straddle them.

 

Desota was pinker than a pink rose! Kurama had tucked her head under his chin and started to massage her back again. Her heart flip-flopped at being so close to him again. Her lower stomach started to twist in a familiar way and she resisted the urge to whimper.

 

He was trying to cheat to get her to relax! Well, she'd show him!

 

“But wasn't it you that told me it's better to `analyze your problems earlier on so you know how to deal with it later'?” she accused. Trying her best to hide her slowly increasing enjoyment of his menstruations on her back. She bit back a moan as he started to scratch her back lightly. Her eyes nearly popped out in surprise when she felt on hand leave its duty to his massage in favor for groping her ass just around her tail.

 

“WHAT THE-,” she started as she pulled off him, as far as he'd allow, to glare at him in the face, only to come to amused green orbs.

 

“You're such a cute ass.” He mocked her earlier comment.

 

“There is no way in hell you're thinking of trying that out here?!” she tried to sound accusing but all he heard in it was denial. Denial he was stubbornly set to ease into desire.

 

“There are 7 hells, mate. You only mentioned one. So of course that's a possibility.” Kurama chuckled as he eased her back down to him. His nose nuzzled admiringly in her raven locks, “out of all the flowers I know, I'd have to say the one I have right here has the sweetest scent.” He sighed contently.

 

“You can't be serious!” she started to deny again, but even her own body was her enemy as Kurama's' lips found their way to her neck and started to press small, light kisses there. She almost wanted to giggle at the ticklish sensation it gave her.

 

“And if I am?”

 

“SOME ONE MIGHT SEE US!” she barked.

 

“So….” He pulled back with a hunters grin, “you admit that you're thinking of submitting now, are you?”

 

“Submitting?!” Desota squeaked. How was she gonna get outta this one? Sure, she'd love to continue this now. She'd love for Kurama to just ease this sexual tension between them and ease her virgin doubts away from her thought, but was it right to do this right NOW? Tomorrow one of them may end up dead!

 

`All the more reason to do this now- before one of us is gone' her hentai thoughts resolved.

 

“What do you think you meant by `there is no way in hell you're thinking of trying that out here'? You know the only thing I'd try alone with you out here currently and you're too stubborn to admit to even yourself that you're excited to feel me inside you.” Kurama's eyes turned gold for a moment as Yoko pushed through- wanting to get a piece in for himself as well.

 

“Slip of the tongue!” Desota started to stutter- she was caught! He was on to her! And from the way he inhaled with a smirk, he knew better than to believe the annoyed-timid act she was trying and failing to hold against him.

 

“Your scent says otherwise.” He almost growled lowly as he nipped at her neck, enjoying the way she jolted instantly at the contact of his lengthened fangs, “Do you honestly think I would do anything you don't already want to do as badly as I?”

 

“N-not rea-l-lly” she stuttered a she started to feel her self relax more to him.

 

“Then trust me” he whispered a breath away from her lips before he gently captured them. She couldn't hold back a moan as she opened up for his eager tongue when he asked.

 

The willow's branches and vines wove tightly together and lengthened to dig into the ground- making a natural barrier and only allowing the faint light of the moon to shine through its leaves. Kurama was going to claim his mate. He didn't have any doubt that she'd be willing either.

 

Desota's tail tried to curl under her as a small, unfamiliar fire started to burn inside her the longer Kurama kissed and explored her with his hands. She wasn't even naked yet and he already had her feeling like `this was it'. She let out a small whine in protest when his lips left hers in favor for exploring the rest of her, but when his fangs nipped at her in a very tender spot on her neckline, she yelped. Her lip curled as a small growl of warning left her.

 

Yoko bulked at that //Don't you even THINK about letting her get away with trying to pull that with us! Even if that was damn sexy! She meant it in a domineering way!//

 

`I don't even think she realized what she did.' Kurama sympathized.

 

//who the hell cares?! She's in a state where her instincts rule over thought. If we let it slide early, next time we fuck her, she try something like domination!…..Not that I would let her get very far, and it would be fun to have a rough one with her-BUT STILL!//

 

`How can you think at a time like this?' Kurama resisted the urge to growl lowly out loud at Yoko. He had just coaxed Desota out of her top layers of clothing and was revealing in the way she looked in her black undergarments.

 

His eyes narrowed on the healed scar left from the temporary bond from Kyo the other night and lightly feathered his fingers over it. Desota's aqua eyes widened and she let out a strangled moan at its sensitivity there. Kurama arched a delicate eyebrow at this new discovery and couldn't hide the smirk that was purely a mix of both him AND Yoko.

 

//I believe I found a path to pay back.// Yoko smirked as he slowly put more of his influence in their actions until their eyes bled gold with only an inner rim of green around the pupils of their eyes. Kurama didn't even try to hold Yoko back- he understood it was a demon thing that the male was dominate and needed to prove it early on.

 

Yoko assisted Desota's small hands when they curled around his uniform's buttons and slid out of his shirts, smirking with a pleased growl when her eyes seemed to drink in his well toned chest. With a chuckle he bent down to nibble at her ear that was folded to the side of her head.

 

“I'll show you mine if you show me yours,” He suggested.

 

In answer, Desota leaned up off of him and reached behind her back. Yoko's grin got wider and more lustful when he heard a distinct `clip' of the clasp to her bra as she undid it and shrugged out of the confiding garment and revealed her small, shapely breast. She noticed with curiosity as silver white fox ears started to become visible on her red-headed lover's head.

 

`Is he becoming one with his other self?' it was a fleeting thought. Gone to the 4 winds soon as Yoko crushed her back to him. The feeling of flesh on flesh made them both moan in pleasure. Yoko kissed his way form the pulsing point at her neck down to her neck line and stopped at her breast to admire the way they bounced as she heaved in slightly labored breaths.

 

“Beautiful” he murmured.

 

Desota missed what he said. She opened one aqua orb down to him and was about to ask what he had said, but arched her back and gasped out his name as her breath ran from her lungs when his skilled tongue slid over one of her nipples and then the other. Yoko sense of male pride swelled when she whimpered at his retreat. He'd attend to that later, but the real prize was coming quickly.

 

He rolled his tongue lazily down her torso to outline her abs and dip into her naval and was rewarded when she jerked and mewled out a surprised squeak. He looked up at her slightly to see her heaving in and out each breath erotically. Her aqua eyes were hazed over with wanting and curiosity as to what he was doing to her. He smirked up at her with his fangs glowing through the night.

 

“Ticklish?” He almost laughed.

 

“Isn't everyone?” she said back with a tilt of her head. Her fox ears twitched back then perked forward when he continued his task- leaving her question unanswered.

 

He licked the small dip in her stomach again, but this time, longer and more fleeting. She jerked again and bit her lip to not giggle at the ticklish sensation. Wanting to get him back for that, she leaned for ward and very lightly puffed air into his sensitive silver ear that still sat in blood red hair. It twitched away and he reared his head up to glare at her half-heartedly. She only mirrored his own smirk he gave her before.

 

“Ticklish?” she fought down the urge to giggle. Part of her was confused at why she felt so relaxed and playful when she knew what he was leading her to…… mostly at least. She knew the `act', but not the feeling.

 

“Hmmm,” he snorted before he bent over her again. This time, he hooked his fang over the clasp of her black panties. His hot breath purposely tickled the sensitive skin of her hip and thy as he started to pull down the lingerie article. His golden-green eyes never stopped leering at her own aqua blue until the cloth was down and off at least on of her legs- leaving her to deal with the other on her own. He crawled back up her body and smirked once again as he got the full view of his chosen mate. She was perfect!

 

Small and petit, with a semi-hourglass figure. Her breasts were not so large that they looked fake, but were the right size that when he cupped them in his hand, they fit his palm. Oh, ho, ho! No one knew the sound of victory as much as the fox demon did when he was quickly realizing just by the sound of her groans of pleasure that she was yearning for only what he could give her and what he always would give and take from her.

 

Looking back at the shining blue eyes, he noticed something was wrong. She looked like she was in pain and her body seemed to be pulsing. The scent of her demonic energy was quickly waning to only leave that fresh sakura blossom scent with out the demonic tang to it. This night was in fact her human night. She was transforming into her true human form.

 

He held her close and patiently watched as her red and black ears and tale slowly disappeared and became small human ears. Her aqua blue eyes became a deeper shade of blue. The black raven hair dulled slightly to become a coal black instead. She looked up at him with a grimace when the transformation was ending.

 

“I-I'm sorry … … my Yoko Kurama.” She started to pant to catch her breath, “but, I can't keep up for long if you plan to go through with this … … now.” She smirked lightly when her regular breathing returned, “But even if I faint on you, you'd better not stop. Otherwise when I get my powers back our child may not have any siblings for a while.”

 

Yoko snorted and kissed her cheek then nuzzled her, “You're so cute when you try to threaten me with empty promises of becoming a gelding.”

 

Going on with his determination, Yoko leaned over her to whisper in her ear, “I cant seem to set the beast free, can you help me release myself mate?” he licked her ear with a nip of his fangs.

 

Desota grabbed hem of his pants and started to untie the sash, but stiffened suddenly when he felt his hand near her wet entrance. She felt him play with her petals with light tugs form his fingers and nearly lost it.

 

“Some kind of … Kitsune … foreplay ….. I- I assume?” she groaned out.

 

“Now, now, my dear,” he husked as he pulled his fingers away for a moment, “you truly are innocent to not know this is by far a very old game lovers play before dancing under the moonlight.”

 

With that said he plunged a finger into her entrance and groaned when her small human body arched into him as she screamed in short surprise from the invasion. He waited for her inner muscles to relax a little before he started to pump his finger in her and added another digit to stretch her inner walls in preparation for the grandest act of them all. All the while, he felt the very tips of his fingers bump into her hymen.

 

``Moonlight dance' he says.' She thought as she forced her fingers to work the sash off of him and let his bottom half of his battle gi fall from him before her, `he's not the only one who participates in this.' Now they were equally open to one another. No clothing held either back from the other and vice versa. Yumi tended to babble a bit about sexual `play' she's over heard of from the females in the office. Maybe her mate won't mind if she tries something.

 

Yoko hissed in pleasure when her small hands lightly wrapped around his shaft. Her eyes darted up to him concerned. Did she do that right?? Too tight of a grip? Wrong spot? Dear god, this was confusing! What was good and what was bad in foreplay, or was there such a black and white opinion of it like that?

 

When he felt her freeze, he looked down at her to see why and nearly laughed at the utter confusion in her eyes. She clearly was getting the wrong impression from him about how good that felt just now. He almost panicked though when he felt her grip start to retreat from him.

 

He quickly held fast to her wrist to keep her there with one of his hands before she could leave him.

 

“Di- Didn't I hurt you?” she asked concerned.

 

“Quite the contrary, little one,” he rasped out as he started to move her hands up and down his shaft with a groan when she got the idea, “it was one of the best feelings I've had in a long time.”

 

`You're obviously enjoying this too much.' Kurama groaned from inside. Though he too was affected by her novice handling of him as well. He almost felt his own desire for her reach Yoko's volcanic flame of desire.

 

//Shut up and enjoy our mate's love will ya// Yoko replied.

 

That was all either of them said to one another for a long time.

 

Desota felt the back of her own wrists brush up against her thy near Yoko's hand that still pumped her inside. Spurred by a sudden impulse, she brought his shaft to brush her thigh as well as she pumped her hands up and down its towering form. Yoko and Kurama hissed as one when they felt the head of their cock brush such tender and heated skin that was so close to their ultimate goal.

 

He removed his hand form her when her inner walls started to clamp down- denying her first release. With a snarl, the exhausted girl leaned up on her elbows to glare at him.

 

“Didn't I tell you about the consequences of that, mate?” she threatened with a groan as her body heated up and clenched terribly inside when it felt its release denied so ruthlessly.

 

“You told me not to stop,” Yoko recited as he leaned his hips closer to hers, “and I don't plan to disappoint you.” With a small jerk of his hips, he thrust down into her heat and fully sheathed himself to the hilt and breaking her hymen in the process with a very loud, animalistic groan. Her once virgin walls were so tight and she was so wet, he was thankful; otherwise, if she were dry (though he highly doubted such a thing will ever occur in this kind of act with him) he wouldn't fit! He moaned in ecstasy while she nearly screamed at the surprising pinch of pain through the thick hazardous fog of desire he built up in her.

 

He could feel and see that she was in slight pain, but oddly, it didn't seem to bother her as much as he thought. Usually, virgins tended to be finicky about not starting until their body adjusted to the new sensation. But she only took a moment to get over the surprised pinch and before she acted on impulse and bucked up to him with a playful nip on his shoulder.

 

It was that undoing that made him lose it. With out warning he started to draw out to his tip, only to slam back in with a smack of their hips coming in contact. She moaned louder each time he drove harder and faster into her. Soon, all he could see was her. All he could smell was her. All he could taste was her. All he could hear … was her.

 

It was all her. His mate.

 

His k-9s started to elongate and sharpen as he pounded into her. She was too exhausted already from everything to even try to meet his thrusts half way, but oh she wanted to. Her blue eyes unclenched a fraction so she could look up to his face as she felt herself nearing the preverbal cliff of bliss. When he finally did look down at her, one eye glowed a shinning gold, while the other was a vibrant green. Both souls were as one for now as he dived for the base of her neck and sunk his teeth deeply in her flesh. She flinched in pain. In pleasure even, and she let her self go. Her juices flowed as he let himself explode against her womb. Letting her muscles milk him for all he was worth.

 

He didn't move form his arch above her until he felt his climax release him. Then he fell down on top her. Using his elbows as much as he could to not crush her under him.

 

They both panted there out of breath. Slowly, Kurama became fully in control of his body. His red hair lost the silvery streaks as well as the pair of ears and tail as Yoko resided back to their mind, almost dead tiered from the amount of drained energy the mating bond took.

 

“So… that's it?” Desota said as her breath started to slow down.

 

“Unless you feel up to round two.” He offered with a smirk. He already calmed down, yet she was still struggling to compose herself. Goes to show that she really was straining herself tonight. He almost felt guilty for seducing her after all she'd done today…… ALMOST.

 

“Maybe next time, little guy.” She teased.

 

//there is no doubt in my mind that even if she's ever seen a naked man, we are by far the largest!// Yoko rebuked.

 

Desota yelped when she heard his voice too. She looked closer at Kurama's eyes. `Green?? But that's…. …Yoko's voice.'

 

Kurama seemed to read her thoughts when he saw the shocked expression on her face and the chuckle he heard from Yoko.

 

“When we are in close contact form now on, you'll be able to hear Yoko.” He explained. It was more of a guess, since soon as Yoko noticed she heard him; he tried to read her and failed. So it only went one way for Yoko at least.

 

“Is that a good thing?” Desota arched an eyebrow above a half lidded eye as she felt her world beginning to darken.

 

“Not entirely.” Kurama admitted.

 

//Now wait a second!!// Yoko snapped, but Desota didn't get the `pleasure' of hearing whatever rant he decided to babble about. Soon as Kurama said that, her world slipped into darkness as she slowly relaxed into slumber she felt much obliged to enter.

 

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“I believe we should get some shut eye for the night.” Genkai said as she leaned back against a tree trunk near the fire.

 

“What about Ms. Desota and Kurama?” Kyoshi asked, “They haven't come back yet and it's been about 3 hours now.”

 

“You're really naïve if you think those two are coming back so soon tonight.” Genkai snorted, “They'll come back later on tonight. Of that I'm sure. For now, just lie down and get some sleep. It could be your last chance to dream.”

 

At that, Kyo flinched from where he lay on Botan's lap.

 

“Kenai shoma tsuyou.” He mewed worriedly.

 

Botan brushed her fingers through his short sliver white mane and long forelock with a sigh.

 

“I still whish I knew what you were saying, Kyoma.”