Naraku Giveth and Naraku Taketh Away

A/N: I'd like to send a big hug to YoukaiObsessed, who is one of my only faithful readers. You keep me inspired to write more! :D And now for that lemon I’ve been promising for a while. X3

Disclaimer: Wassat? I know I don’t own it, and so does everyone else.

Chapter 8: Seduction

Naraku smiled as he watched the miko search her clothes for the jewel. She obviously thought he had taken the fragments. He continued smiling in his own sinister way as she placed the pieces back in their proper place. It was such fun to cause people distress, especially this lovely girl. Perhaps he should make an appearance before her. His smile turned to a smirk as he continued gazing into Kanna’s mirror. He watched as the miko grabbed the torch he had left for her and took several tentative steps down the hall. She walked for a ways, passing through several halls, and was soon clearly lost. Naraku chuckled to himself. It was not often that anybody could find their way around his large, mazelike castle. He waved Kanna away and sat lost in his thoughts. He wasn’t sure if he should go after her now, or give her more time to explore his domain. He decided on the latter. “After all, it will be much more fun if she comes to me.” He said as he smoothed his Hakama and leaned back against the wall. The window near his head let in a few rays of pale moonlight. The beams danced across his room, giving everything a surreal appearance. Only his bed remained coated in shadows, the black sheets on par with the darkness that surrounded them, only the silver lining showing through the thick shadows. Naraku closed his eyes and sighed. He had so much going on at once. He didn’t really have time for the miko, but he was making time. Naraku sighed again as his mind was drawn back to the vast amount of other things he should be doing. He should be viewing the destruction of Inuyasha’s village in Kanna’s mirror. He hadn’t watched it yet, and wasn’t as eager as he thought he’d be to see it. This puzzled him. Usually he took perverse satisfaction in the suffering of others, but not this time. Perhaps this deviant behavior would be alleviated when he did watch it. He certainly hoped so. His thoughts were interrupted by the rustling of the shoji followed by a quick intake of breath. He smiled inwardly and turned his crimson gaze slowly toward the doorway.

---------

Sesshoumaru coolly gazed at the girl. Her shocked expression quickly melded into one of anxiety under his icy stare. She fidgeted as the uncomfortable silence dragged on. Finally, she spoke, “Um… why am I here?” she asked, innocently regarding him. He made no effort to answer her, he simply stood as he had been and continued regarding her silently. This was too much for her. Her face became a mask of annoyance and she waved a finger at him, saying “Look here buster, I don’t know why you kidnapped me, but I want to go home now!”

Sesshoumaru regarded her for a minute longer before answering. “Kidnapped? Hardly.” He said idly, the stony edge never leaving his voice.
“Well, then why am I here? Because it is certainly not of free will.” She replied, her face defiant.

This amused Sesshoumaru. Never had he met a human who could change their emotions so quickly. And her defiance of him…no one else besides his half-brother had ever even attempted such a thing. She was definitely one of a kind. He smiled a rare thing for him to do. Indeed, he was sure all of his deviant behavior of late had been caused by her, and his thoughts of her.

The miko’s angry face softened at the sight of his smile. He knew this was the first time she had seen such a thing from him; no doubt it perplexed her. Still, she wouldn’t be deterred.

“Well?” she said softly as she crossed her arms. “Are you going to answer me or what?” she finished with a huff.

Sesshoumaru could barely contain the amusement he was feeling. This creature was definitely strange; waking up in an outlandish place, his castle, having him walk in on her, not being afraid, and then asking him questions. Ah, the nerve. He saw that she wouldn’t give up her charade without an answer and so replied “I saved you, and now you are here.”

The miko looked as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing. “You…save me?” she said, her eyes much wider than normal. From her pained expression it was clear that the wound on her side was anything but forgotten. She winced and instinctively grabbed the area, thus putting pressure on the injury. “Why would you do such a thing for me?” she asked him, the surprise apparent in her face. “I thought you hated humans.” She stated and looked down at her feet, as if ashamed of her species.

Sesshoumaru knew no reply for this. He simply waited and stared. She eventually looked up at him, her eyes still seeking answers. He moved to leave, and she stopped him, lightly placing her hand on his arm.

“Wait, I’m sorry. Please forgive my rudeness.” She said, her eyes still downcast. “Arigato…for saving me…Sesshoumaru-sama.” She continued and squeezed his arm gently.

He couldn’t recall her ever associating an honorific with his name before. It pleased him that she finally gave him due respect. Her small hand felt warm and nice on his skin. That she was brave enough to reach out and touch him spoke volumes. He turned to meet her gaze and felt himself becoming aroused at the sight of her. “Rest now.” Was all he said as he slipped soundlessly around the corner and out of sight. He paused in the hallway for a moment, regretting the loss of contact, before moving on to his other duties.

---------

Kagura walked alone in the corridor of her master’s castle. She dimly regretted not taking Kanna’s offer of a torch. The hallways were very dark. It was hard to see, even for a youkai. The darkness pleased her master, and in turn, pleased her. Still, she wished she could see a little more. Somebody could be standing at arms length and she wouldn’t even know until she ran into them. Or so she thought. She continued walking, but was startled when an arm encircled her and hot breath poured over the back of her neck. She gasped and tried to break free, but found she could not. Her captor was far stronger than she. Kagura strained her neck and attempted to look into the face of her assailant, who had yet to say a word. The sound of his hot breath was the only thing punctuating the thick silence. She knew the person holding her was male, for she felt powerful evidence of this fact poking her in the small of her back. A strand of unmistakably red hair drifted into her awareness and she blanched in fear. His mouth leaned close to her ear and he purred in a seductive manner, hot breath pouring out of him in waves.

“I can smell your fear.” He said in a husky voice as he licked the back of her ear suggestively, the wet heat of his long tongue massaging its way up and down her neck. She shivered, not entirely from dread, and tried to break free once more. He held her in place and ground his obvious erection into her back, eliciting a tiny moan from her. Decima chuckled softly at this and reached his hand down through her kimono to fondle her breast. He expertly moved his fingers around her nipple, massaging and feeling it become rock hard.

It took all of Kagura’s willpower not to cry out. She twisted in his arms and attempted, once more, to get away from him. He held her fast and chuckled. “Feisty, aren’t we?” he said and continued his ministrations, bringing his tongue back to her ear. Kagura shuddered and attempted to arch her back, but was stopped by Decima’s commanding hold. He leaned his head over and began feathering kisses up and down her neck, nipping at her soft skin as he went. He withdrew his tongue and used his teeth to rid her of her hair tie. It dropped to the floor and Kagura’s midnight strands cascaded down her shoulders as he looked on.

“You’ve seen me naked; now I think it’s time to return the favor.” He purred as he brought his other hand down to her sash and used a claw to slice through it, causing her kimono to slip open. He loosened his arms slightly, and the garment slid to the floor. Kagura made a feeble attempt to cover herself, but was stopped by his tightened hold. He picked her up and she struggled, flailing her legs and desperately trying to prevent him from moving her. She raised her fan and attempted to call the winds to her aid, but he knocked it aside, sending it clattering to the floor. He let his hood fall back and stared her in the eye. She quieted, staring into his lust filled depths. He took this opportunity and captured her lips in a searing kiss. She raised her hands to his face and attempted to push him away, but to no avail. He was much stronger than she. Finally she succumbed to her desires and kissed him back. He pushed his tongue into her willing mouth and began fondling her breast anew.

Kagura idly wondered if she was disobeying Naraku somehow. It didn’t feel like it, and although they had had sex previously, she knew it was only because he had been in heat. She had sated his needs, as any good vassal would have done. Besides, he was infatuated with the miko now, and didn’t need her in that way. Decima started walking them toward his room, all the while kissing her violently. She couldn’t deny the attraction she felt for him. His caresses enveloped her in the world of pleasure she had only previously known with Naraku. She moaned into his mouth as his hands continued playing with her supple flesh. “Why shouldn’t I enjoy this?” she thought idly as Decima explored her mouth with his unusually long tongue. He parted the shoji to his room with his back and brought her inside. His grip on her loosened and she reached up to entwine her fingers in his hair. He set her down near his bed and pulled away, discarding his black robe in the process. The fabric slid down his lithe body and hit the floor. Kagura let her gaze roam down his chiseled abs and down to his manhood. It was large, comparable to Naraku’s. And that was saying something. She tossed her hair and gave him a seductive look, her red eyes on fire.

He eyed her naked form hungrily and smirked. “Coming around are we?” he said and slowly licked his lips.

She stepped forward, closing the distance between them. “Your powers of persuasion are formidable.” She said as she grabbed his engorged shaft. He shuddered and reached behind her, grabbing her firm cheeks and squeezing. She arched into him, grinding his hardness against her hot core. They both moaned and began to kiss. Abruptly, he shoved her back onto his bed. She fell softly and lay with her legs spread. She sat up on her elbows and licked her lips, beckoning him with a single finger. He approached her and swiftly turned her over.

He inserted a finger into her ass, and her eyes widened with the realization of what he was about to do. He shoved his finger into her as far as it would go and deftly inserted a second, scissoring them. Kagura braced her hands on the headboard of his bed and waited. While she had never had this type of sex, she felt it was worth a try. Decima moved behind her and soon she felt his hardness trying to breach her opening. His expert hands held her hips in place as he shoved his throbbing member into her opening. Kagura gasped at the intrusion. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate his enormous shaft, a sensation that was not quite pleasant. She dug her claws into the wood of his headboard as the painful intrusion continued. He drove slowly into her and soon had his entire length buried in her hot depths. She gasped, the pain not quite gone, but far less severe than it had been. He stayed still for a moment before slowly pulling out and thrusting back into her. He reached and hand down to her velvety folds as he thrust back into her. He parted her folds and began massaging her nub. Kagura moaned and threw her head back in jubilation as he thrust back into her while simultaneously stroking her nub with his claws.

~

Her tightness was working on him, and he knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. Still, he wanted to draw out the pleasure he was feeling for as long as possible. He continued flicking her nub as he increased the pace, pounding into her with astounding speed. Kagura’s hands dropped from the headboard and fisted in the sheets as she rocked backwards, meeting his demanding thrusts. He moaned in ecstasy as she leaned back, taking him in as far as he could go, his entire length swallowed by her hot flesh. He increased the pace yet again, frantically trying to reach his sexual high. His cock and fingers pounded into Kagura until finally she could take no more. She let out a scream of pleasure as her orgasm wracked her body, her nails tearing the sheets that she so desperately clutched.

Decima thrust into her one last time. Her walls convulsing around his cock soon milked him for all he had to give. He let out a guttural moan and reached down to fondle her breast as he rode his sexual high for all it was worth.

Kagura gasped for breath and collapsed on the bed, spent. Decima neglected pulling out until he felt her subside. He then rolled her onto her back and gazed into her eyes. His gaze traveled downward and he could feel himself stirring at the sight of her naked breasts. She looked at him questioningly, then, seeing his hardness, smirked and reached down to grab it. His cock immediately felt harder in her grasp and he smirked. He definitely wasn’t through with her yet. She began stroking his cock, making him harden even further, if that was possible. Her lust filled eyes told him volumes and he quickly bent down to plant a trail of fiery kisses on her neck. He moved his mouth down to her breast, kissing and nipping at her as he went. She arched into his touch and fisted her hands in his hair, willing him to accept her flesh into his mouth. He complied and began sucking on her breast, causing her nipple to become rock hard. She let out a gasp as his tongue darted out and stroked her voluptuous mound. He grinned at her reaction and began licking slow circles around her aureole. She gasped again as his hand trailed southward down her body, swiftly moving between her milky thighs.

Decima’s lips left her nipple as he planted a sensually slow trail of kisses down the side of her breast. With his fingers splayed out in her nether fur, he nudged his cock toward her wet opening and moaned when the contact was made. He gripped her waist and looked down at his lust-filled, slack-jawed toy. He smirked at the look in her eyes and plunged his shaft deep within her willing body. He started a slow rhythm, but it soon became hard and fast. He pounded into her without regard for anything else, simply in search of his own pleasure. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders so he could penetrate her more deeply. She gasped and bucked her hips toward him, instinctively demanding release. He gripped her more tightly and continued. She met him thrust for thrust and soon they both were writhing in ecstasy, their sweating bodies intertwined on the soiled sheets.

A/N: *Whew* I don’t know why, but that chapter took forever to write! I hope it was good. I have no beta so I have to use my jaded eyes to catch mistakes. I actually wrote the first chapter of this story last August (2004). I look back at the old chapters and I am amazed by how much my writing style has changed in a year o.o I don’t know if it’s for better or worse, but it’s definitely not the same as before…

Reminder: If you’d like to be put on an update list for this story, please leave your email in a review and let me know! I just got a new e-mail account, so I will be using it instead ;)