Falling for the Enemy

Giving in to the screams of his parched desire, Naraku placed open mouthed kisses on Kagome’s neck until the unrelinquishing need to mark the girl as his took hold of him and refused to let go. He licked, sucked and nipped at the juncture where the nape of her neck met her shoulder, the place where he wanted to bite in deeply and make her his forever, but he held on to his sanity and abruptly stood up, bringing Kagome with him to stand.

Confusion was evident within the passion clouded gaze that Kagome held on Naraku, a pretty blush on her cheeks, though not from embarrassment, but from arousal, and she was taken off guard when Naraku, quite painfully, apologized and bowed his head slightly, walking away from the miko girl before his body betrayed him and ran back to take her hard and violently the way his demon half roared at him to do so. Once the evil demon was a good fifteen feet away from the girl he spoke.

“There are baths down the path you’re on, feel free to use them.” He said in his beautiful tenor voice, slightly deeper than usual since it was tainted with much unfulfilled need as he somewhat stumbled on his words since it was hard to speak because of the painful situation he had gotten himself in to. That girl.... that wonderfully beautiful, attractive miko enemy would be his undoing if he didn’t run away from her at that moment to relieve himself of the hardened state she had put him in.

Kagome smiled, the whole situation sinking in to her mind as she reasoned that perhaps the reason why he didn’t let things get too far being because he was thinking of her well being, seeing that she was currently without her full memory and was still feeling disoriented. She bowed her head slightly in return for his kindness as she headed off to the baths, feeling a little more dirty than usual because of the heated situation she had shared with the long ebony haired male which made her rather sticky in places that weren’t usually sticky. Blushing at this fact she walked a little faster down the path and found before her a secluded house, opening the sliding door she was taken into the beauty of the hot spring which the bath house had been built around, the hot spring right in the middle of it. A water fall fed the hot spring and an outlet allowed the water to constantly flow, ensuring fresh bathing water all the time, while the various flowering plants around the spring gave aesthetic appeal as well as provided the entire area with a fresh clean smell.
Gathering what things she needed to bathe, after a ten minute search for the proper materials, she removed her kimono and inner robes, leaving her completely nude and ready to step into the warm welcoming mineral rich waters. Wading into the hot spring, Kagome took in a few shaky breaths as her body adjusted to the hot water, followed by a long exhalation as she sunk all the way into the water till her chin rested just above the water, finally comfortable with the temperature.

The day was beautiful, the sun shining and sparkling off the water and off the skin of the girl he had captured, planning to utilize her to break the group that had bothered him into a million pieces. He would have his way, no matter what.
Why he sat here to watch her bathe, he couldn’t really say, except that before he realized it, he was once again faced with his body’s reaction to her and he couldn’t help but stare at the offending appendage with a little more disgust than he had earlier. Unable to escape his own wonton thoughts and his body’s screams for release, Naraku shrugged out of his kimono, letting pool around his where he sat, as he continued to remove himself of his pants, leaving his god-like body unclothed from head to toe. From behind the thin screen he could see her perfectly through a crack that he had made by slightly opening the sliding door, which left her completely exposed to him, while she would be completely oblivious to his presence in the surrounding area.


“M-m-m....” Kagome moaned out loud, her young perky breasts raising out of the water as she stretched her hands high above her head, which made her lightly shiver, the rosy colored nipples hardening in reaction to the change of temperature. Every detail of her body and action was captured attentively by her on looker, and these subtle things weren’t any exception within his scrutinizing gaze. Indeed she was perfect in shape, her skin beautiful and well cared for everywhere, from the expanse from her neck to her very well groomed virgin flower all the way to the tips of her toes, and then only to wrap around the uninterrupted space of her back, as well as her perfectly shaped buttocks, and down her lean muscled legs. With every movement she made her skin seemed to sparkle in the sun light, every drop of water that clung to her alabaster skin only added to it’s softness and sheen, making her seem like a celestial being on earth, fallen from heaven above. She was far too perfect to be of this earth, or to be human for that manner, Naraku decided as he continued admiring the girl that he had taken in as his ‘mate’, though he knew the reality of it all.
Wrapping his large hand around his manhood in order to rid it of the throbbing pain of not being able to be inside of the miko girl, he began to stroke himself slowly, his mind still plagued with thoughts of his arch enemy who was, at the moment, the only thing he could think about as he continued to indulge in his desire to feast his eyes on her goddess like form. He thought of his plan, mainly the part that concerned the protector of the shikon jewel, and how he could still get what he wanted without completely throwing his plans to the way-side. Right now his entire collective being screamed at him to take her as his own, which, if he played his deceptive game just right, could benefit him in the long run.
If he could make her want him, so that she would willingly give herself to him, he could comply and take her, only to later on rub it into her friend’s faces, in the end, harming the group more than he could ever accomplish if he were to keep his hands off of her. What would be even more heart breaking to them is that their precious friend would be on his side, for if they mated, they would become one, and because of his deceptive spell on the girl, she would still believe that the half demon, Inu Yasha was her enemy, along with the monk and demon exterminator as well.
But what if it didn’t work as he planned? What if, because of the girl’s growing spiritual powers and other such things that he couldn’t control, she would figure it all out? It would be devastating on her behalf, which didn’t bother him at all, not one bit. Hm-m-m.... what would be even more horrible for all of them to go through, but that the miko would be with child, his child, marked with his marks, and scared for the rest of her miserable life. That would be his victory: killing everyone but the dog and the miko, allowing them to live miserably for the rest of their lives, seeking for the peace death has to offer and to be unable to find it. Any which way his plan would turn out, it would be successful, the only difference being the differing degrees of his success.
A dark sinister chuckle escaped from Naraku, the prince of calamity, as he continued to stroke himself, his eyes fixated on the innocent girl who continued to bathe, only now his mind was clear as he decided on his plan of action.

Kagome had grown uncomfortable with herself ever since her encounter in the gardens with Naraku, her face was constantly blushing while her skin was noticeably hotter than usual, the hot springs having nothing to do with this new kind of heat which accomplished to make her blood simmer with unknown urgency. She didn’t know exactly what her body was trying to tell her, except that the throbbing ache between her legs had intensified whenever she was around Naraku, but was almost completely relived when she had grinded up against his hard body. This little known fact was the only thing that Kagome could connect with what her body was asking for, and so, with much hesitation, she brought herself on to a wooden seat and sat on it, bringing herself out more so out of the water than she had been previously. The hot spring’s warm waters came to about just below her navel when she was sitting Indian style, her knees poking out of the water as she did so, then she timidly brought her hand to rest against what she liked to refer to her feminine flower. She was decently groomed so that it looked like a well kept orchard rather than a wildly grown thick forest, she noticed through the clear water, the comparison between the way her genitalia looked like a flower suiting it well, she finally decided with a shy smile. Allowing herself to get acquainted with an area of her own body that she hadn’t payed any attention to before, she grew more and more comfortable with herself and thus continued down her path of seeking to appease her body’s needs.
Carefully she moved the petals of her flower apart, the hot spring’s warm water caressing her intimately in places where she hadn’t been exposed to before. Kagome then, with her right hand began to explore herself, every touch being appreciated by her body, though she didn’t find the relief she had experienced with Naraku, that is, until she found one spot in particular that made her pause her movements completely as she shivered in response to the light touch of her fingers. Finding her clit once more, she rubbed it gently with her fingers, finding it to feel soft as it began to swell under her finger’s ministrations upon it. This action sent her legs to tremble in response, as well as a funny feeling set deeply within her abdomen as it began to flex and relax sporadically, just as her inhalation of breath and erratic heart beat that pounded in her ears. Kagome’s pink lips fell open as she began to experience the pleasure of the sensory overload that came from touching herself, her breathing coming in as gasps that eventually turned into long moans followed by sharp intakes of breaths. Her left hand trailed up her body instinctively, running the tips of her fingers along the smooth expanse of her abdomen all the way to the valley of her breasts, there she teased herself as she cupped her left breast, gently playing with the rosy nipple that instantly hardened at the feeling of being rolled in between her thumb and pointer finger. This made the young miko cry out, her body shaking as she came close to what she didn’t know was an orgasm.

Naraku enjoyed every second of the show, but was soon very uncomfortable with his own body, though he had already came once, this little turn of events sent his member up in a frenzy once more, much more bigger and ready than he had ever experienced it to be before. Could he do it? Could he go to the miko and make her want him without him first fulfilling his own dire need? He would defiantly try, he decided as he silently opened the sliding door, reviling his amazing god like form before the miko whom hadn’t noticed as of yet since her eyes were closed, lost in ecstacy. He then come to the conclusion that he had never, in his collective life, seen anything or anyone as beautiful or desirable as the miko was at that very moment, her eyes closed, mouth open, a slight blush on her cheeks, all while she trembled unashamedly at her own touch, her rosy nipples hard and erect, begging for attention. Naraku was more than willing to supply the young supple miko with her body’s screams for his attention, but he would wait until she verbally asked for it, he decided, as he waded into the water to the place she was.


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Lemon in the opening of the next chapter. Please review if I should continue.
-Kinoko.
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