The Ties that Bind Us

The Desire to Please

by: Ryoko (Naraku's Dark Soul)

Kagome clutched Naraku’s arm as the feather burst into flames and burnt down to ashes. It was just like what she had seen at the shrine. Kagome had thought it weird, but had put it out of her head. With fresh evidence in front of her, she couldn’t ignore it anymore.

“What was that?” she asked, looking up at Naraku. His brows were creased in a slight frown, but his expression smoothed out once he caught her eye.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” he said, rubbing a soothing hand on her shoulder. “Perhaps some new party favor.” Kagome couldn’t believe her ears. If that was the case, how had one ended up in the shed?

“I don’t think so. Something is definitely off with it.” She clutched his arm tighter, suddenly feeling chilled. “I…there was one exactly like it in my parents’ shed when I was cleaning up.” Naraku’s hand stilled on her arm. He stood a little straighter and began to lead them towards the limousine once more.

“It probably blew in with the wind,” he said, motioning for her to get inside the car as the chauffeur held the door open. Kagome nodded, and then slid inside until there was enough room for Naraku to follow. That had to be it. The door to the shed had been open, after all. And it had been a windy day. Kagome let out a breath and relaxed against the seat. A moment later and Naraku joined her, sliding in until their legs were pressed against each other. As always, she was especially conscious of his proximity and of the warmth seeping through layers of fabric to her leg. She blushed and looked away.

The door shut and the two of them were left alone in the relative darkness of the limousine. Naraku’s hand found its way to her thigh and her blush brightened.

“You look very lovely this evening, Kagome,” he said, for the second time.

“I--thank you,” Kagome replied, still attempting to hide her blush. Naraku, it seemed, would have none of this. He tilted her head toward his and, gazing into her eyes, kissed her. As his lips moved against hers, Kagome felt all her worries seeping away. It was always like this, so she had come to regard his kisses as a form of magic. Sometimes she wondered if it would have been like this with Inuyasha, but that was only on a rare occasion. She didn’t like to think about the past too much, and Inuyasha least of all.

Naraku ran a hand through her hair, his fingertips sending a pleasant tingle through her scalp. She let out a muffled gasp and pressed her lips harder against his own. He responded in kind, his other hand drifting under her skirt to caress her bare thigh. As those talented fingers kneaded her flesh, Kagome felt desire pool low in her gut. That which he had previously awakened in her could never be silenced again, and it had been so long. An eternity. Naraku’s hand moved to her crotch. He cupped her through her panties, and she shuddered, her back bowing. Naraku stroked a dexterous thumb against her clit, sending ripples of pleasure through her body. Their kiss intensified along with the motion of Naraku’s hand, and Kagome found herself rocking against him, strained little noises escaping into his mouth despite her best efforts.

He moved to trail kisses down her jaw and then suck on her neck, and she was left panting his name as he brought her to completion. Kagome sagged against him, her mind a complete blank. After a few moments, she became aware of the chuckle rumbling through his chest. She looked up at him, her face still glowing from the pleasure of orgasm.

“You look good like that,” Naraku said, and if Kagome hadn’t already been flushing, she would have now. She buried her face in the crook of his arm. His fingers unwound themselves from her hair and came to stroke her back. After the soothing motion relieved her of her embarrassment, Kagome realized she hadn’t done anything for Naraku. He had been unselfish in all ways this evening, and she had left him wanting. Kagome moved away enough to glance down at his crotch and, sure enough, found his prominent erection straining the fabric of his pants. She looked up to find his crimson eyes boring into hers, but he said nothing. Her embarrassment returned, but she steeled herself.

“What can I do for you?” she asked, and he smiled.

“You don’t have to do anything for me, Kagome. The pleasure of your company is more than enough.” His words sent a shiver down her spine and she found herself becoming aroused again.

“I know, but I want to.” She really did want to do something nice for him. Beyond that, she also wanted more. Naraku’s smile was dark and knowing before he gave her a kiss on the lips. This one was different, not nearly as hungry, but Kagome could tell he was holding back. “I mean it.”

“I know.” Naraku gave no other reply. He simply hooked a finger around the waistband of her panties and began to draw them down her legs. Kagome caught on and helped them the rest of the way down. She kicked them off and they slid to the floor, forgotten. After she had done this, Naraku put one hand on her back and guided her into his lap. She slid one leg to either side of him as he began to undo the buttons on her dark blue blouse. Kagome was unsure of what to do while she waited, but eventually decided to grind herself against him. He let out a shaky breath at the first touch of her sex to his, this causing her to feel more self-confident in what she was doing. As Naraku tossed aside her blouse and then moved onto undoing her bra, Kagome rocked against him in long, sure strokes. His hands hesitated on the last clasp of her bra as she pressed a little harder against him. Kagome felt a swell of triumph in the fact she had even slowed him down. However, it was short-lived as he tossed her bra aside and his hand found her breasts. Pleasure rolled through her even as he stilled her with his other hand.

Naraku motioned for her to lift up enough for him to free himself. She did, and he unzipped his pants before sighing as he loosed his erection. Deft, firm fingers guided her down over him until the head of his erection brushed against her clit. Kagome shuddered, a groan tearing from her throat as he adjusted himself further down and then began to push inside. She still wasn’t used to this, even though she craved it.

His hands moved to her waist as he pushed himself inside. Kagome made little noises of protest and pleasure as he stretched her wide. The sensation of being so filled was almost too good. Kagome took a deep, shuddering breath when he had fully penetrated her and waited for her muscles to adjust. Naraku diverted his attention back to her breasts, one arm curling around her back and holding her to him while he sucked and bit at them. Each touch sent more pleasure to curl in her groin until she was twitching around his cock.

Naraku groaned around a mouthful of her breast, but then drew back. His gaze was smoldering as it bored into hers.

“You wanted to do something for me.” His voice sent another pleasurable shiver through her, and she had to think for a moment. When it finally occurred to her what he wanted, she began to move. She went slow at first as she got used to the position and the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her body, but increased the pace as he began to play with her breasts anew.

Kagome braced her arms on his shoulders as she rode him. Naraku was still at first, but after Kagome began to move even faster, he pushed up, meeting her thrust for thrust. His indomitable silence was broken only by the occasional grunt reverberating through her chest as he continued his ministrations. Each touch of his mouth to her flesh, in addition to his cock boring into her as she rode him, sent waves of pleasure through her already sensitive body. It wasn’t long before she came, uttering his name in a breathy groan as she fought to keep riding him. The spasms of her pleasure clamping down on his cock brought him soon after. He clutched her to him, breathing deeply.

After a minute like this, Kagome slid off of Naraku to flop against his side. He did not protest. When she looked up, she saw his eyes were closed. If she had had the breath, she would have voiced some concerned question or another. As it was, Kagome could barely calm herself.

This chapter is dedicated to my good friend Sakurazukamori6, who has made it possible through her unflagging support. There is a point to the feathers, I promise. All will be revealed in time.