Undercover Cases

A/N: This is a story written for 30_Sweets Community on LJ, a challenge fic.

Author's Note: Part of the content and dialog contained in this story is identical to Ryukotsusei's story Undercover Operations in order to keep the flow of dialog between the two stories continuous. This is done with her express permission.

*Ryukotsusei is writing her own claimed pairing in conjunction with this story under the title Undercover Operations*

Title: Undercover Cases

Author: Kimisan/Aoshis_toy

Community: 30_sweets

Theme: #25 Can I? Can I?

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Kagome/Kurama (Youko)

Warnings: Lemons, Language, Oral, Angst


The blue cab pulled to a stop before sprinting onto the freeway. She almost swore as the driver took off without looking for merging traffic. Why had she decided to take a cab of all things. It would have been simpler to take her car but she it wasn’t possible. There was to be no evidence of her ‘true’ identity upon her person this weekend. That meant she couldn’t carry around keys to her ten year old rust-bucket. At times she wondered why she let herself be dragged into these things. She was forever trying to help someone. One would think she’d learned from the past but no, it just took Koenma asking for her assistance and she’d been more than happy to do whatever she could. There would be no chasing after Naraku or fighting for her life but it was still putting herself in a sticky situation. The apartment complex was only twenty minutes away, she’d be there in ten as the driver swerved around another vehicle.


Her only conciliation was that she wasn’t the only one putting her neck out. Botan would arrive before her and was playing a even harder role than herself. She’d met the ferry girl moments before the Prince of the Reikai. They weren’t the best of friends but had somehow managed to form a strange relationship over the last month. Right after returning home from the past, she’d met the boisterous ferry girl and a few others. It had seemed odd at first, Koenma wanting to ensure that the jewel was destroyed. Yeah, it had been along with any hopes of a future with Inuyasha. She’d known it would come down to that in the end and had prepared herself for it. Trying to prepare oneself didn’t help the pain that had come during those brief weeks after. Her family had been there to support her but at times it just wasn’t enough.


When she’d been approached about this mission she’d been wary at first. Hearing she’d have to play the part of a rich business woman had left her feeling ill. She was only twenty and doubted she’d pass. Koenma had assured her that she’d do nicely. Then went into explaining that for almost two decades he’d been trying to close down a ring of corrupt humans. He made mention that it had been associated with another that he’d also ended some years back. It was organized of dozens of greedy rich humans that sought to make a profit off others. Gambling, slavery, drugs, prostitution and a few other things she couldn’t remember. Sounded like a bad case of the Mob to her. She wouldn’t be surprised to find some old fat dude reclining in a leather chair smoking a cigar at the end of it all.


With some influence and pulling of some strings, Kagome would be posing as a heiress that had recently come up in the world. A fake bank account had been created, a house was ‘rented’ as she’d just moved to this area, a few unknown stocks in various business. She’d seen the credentials that had been created for her new identity and it all made her head spin. How could she possibly pretend to be some smart, uptight, rich snob? The team that had been formed only had a month to prepare as it was. She still didn’t think she was ready but by this evening she’d be on her way to the island.


“The sign said yield NOT yell,” Kagome snapped as the horn blew from the black truck that had nearly side-swiped them. Well if she ended up in a ditch or around a pole Koenma would just have to get someone else to do this for him. She’d feel bad about leaving Botan to handle it all but not her fault the driver had gotten his license off the back of a cereal box. The cursing as fingers flew into the air made her want to sink into the floorboard. The day was already turning out horrid. She smiled thinking that things could be worse. She could have gotten stuck with Hiei as a partner. A few of their lessons had been conducted in secret. She’d met both males that would be working on the cases with them. Hiei was very anti-social and rude most of the times. She was almost sure he had a secret grudge against the ferry girl. Then there was Kurama who was polite but very distant. He spoke to her when necessary and was friendly about it. From Botan’s description he was very well mannered and thought highly of.


The buildings were a welcome sight as the cab made an incomplete stop at the next sign. She was going to report him. So much for that ‘How’s my driving?’ sticker on the bumper. Did the man really want people to answer him honestly? Turning her attention to what was awaiting her moments away, she glanced out the window. Kurama hadn’t seemed too keen on acting like a captured slave but at least he hadn’t blown up like Hiei had. And people thought she was scary when she was pissed. Then again the cold stare that the fox had been giving the demigod made her wonder if perhaps a burst of temper was the worst thing to fear.


As soon as the vehicle pulled to a jarring stop she glanced at the meter and withdrew a bill from her pocket. It would more than cover the fare, plus a tip. She tossed into the front seat before jumping on out. She didn’t miss the way the man was ogling her ass as she closed the door. They were all supposed to change into their roles here before leaving so she’d just slipped on a pair of jeans and a sweater. The tires squealed as the driver pulled away from the curb. Well if they didn’t know she was here already then the whole block would by now. Groaning she stuffed her hands into her pockets and made her way inside the building.


It was deathly quiet as she made her way to the correct door and knocked timidly. Koenma’s stressed voice bid her to enter. Well, here went nothing, there was no turning back now. She tried to smile as the door creaked open to find a bunch of sour faces. The two males didn’t look happy and Koenma looked ready to pull his hair out. She almost felt sorry for Botan, the woman looked so tense she’d snap in half if a strong gust of wind came by. Figures she was the last one to arrive and she was hoping to get here early. As long as no one complained about having to wait on her. “Hi, I’m not late am I?”


Seeing that the final member of the team had arrived, Koenma stood from his chair and went to the table to pick up two rather plain looking collars. The black leather was nothing out of the ordinary, however the small control panel on the outside of it proved that it was so much more than a fashion accessory. Wordlessly he walked over to Hiei first and handed the device to him. "Go ahead and put this on. We don't have much time so lets avoid drawing this out any longer than we have to. The sooner you all leave the sooner you can come back." The look the apparition looked fit to kill but thankfully Hiei did as he was told, snapping the collar around his neck with a grimace of distaste. Kurama was next, the avatar taking the thin leather strip without protest and snapping it into place with a minimum of difficulty despite his long hair.


‘I probably should have warned him to be expecting something.’ Collective gasps filled the room as a white light flared around the avatar, though Koenma had expected this to happen. In fact he'd even planned for it though the demigod knew Kurama would have probably appreciated some warning. In fact he'd been counting on it, just making sure the spell would hold had been a serious concern. ‘But still, he’s going to blame me for not warning him. He won’t understand why I didn’t.’ Of course if he'd done just that the kitsune would have strenuously objected and it was a risk Koenma just wasn't willing to take. When the light died down no longer was Kurama in his human form, his energy having shifted his body to that of Youko Kurama's. Irritation briefly flashed through his golden eyes but Koenma held up a hand to silence any complaints that would come from the demon. "Don't look at me like that, it's for your own good."


"You knew of my vow to leave this part of my life behind, explain to me how this is for my own good Prince Koenma!" Kurama’s voice was low, the words accompanied by a throaty growl, infuriated that the demigod would take such liberties without having the decency to consult him first. “You test my patience. Perhaps I should test your theory of immortality.” Something more troubling however was that the collars were meant to suppress youki completely, allowing the demon's to be controlled by the human's who had purchased them. “How are these collars able to maintain this form with my ki rendered untouchable?” He glared at the demigod, the threat obvious in his voice. “It is not to late to change my mind about going.”


“You want a blunt answer Kurama? Fine, in your human form you are significantly less powerful than when in this form. If you were to go in as a human there is a good chance you'd be eliminated before you even had a chance to complete the mission. This is a lucrative crime business and you'd all be wise to remember this. They aren't playing with weak C or even B class demons." As much as he hated to poke a hole in Kurama's pride Koenma knew that it had to be done in order for this to be successful. A quick glance over to the miko had him raising an eyebrow, the girl was staring at the kitsune's ears as if in a daze though as of yet she had yet to move off of the couch in an attempt to molest him. Given her prior relationship with the Inu Hanyou, it was of no surprise to him that Kurama's alternate form would come as a shock to her. Clearing his throat he regained the girl's attention and continued. "We've briefly gone over the behavior that is to be expected and though none of you are happy about it I expect you'll be able to play the parts."


Kagome felt the tips of her fingers itching as the fox glared at the other male. She’d heard mention of his other form but had never seen him take it. As much as she didn’t want to admit it the man was stunning. The silver tails twitched behind him in aggravation, just how many did he have? She doubted he’d appreciate her spinning him around and examining his backside to find out. Those fluffy large ears were cute to behold, she almost wanted to giggle at the sight. It brought back some fond memories of the first time she’d rubbed Inuyasha’s ears and gotten the urge out of her system. Would Kurama let her indulge just once? Hearing the man clear his throat snapped her out of it.


Seeing the looks he was being given, Koenma turned to Hiei in an attempt to avoid the questions lurking in Botan's eyes. The girl would do as she'd been told but it was for the best if she didn't realize just what role she was expected to play until after he'd left. "I expect that Kurama and Kagome will have no problems with their roles but you on the other hand.... Try and control your temper, they're not going to expect you and Botan to be fawning over each other but you must remain halfway civil." When the apparition's eyes narrowed dangerously at him, Koenma went back to the table and retrieved the remotes to the collars. Handing each girl one Koenma fixed them with a serious look. "These remotes control the collars, the code I gave you last week is what you'll use to deactivate them. Now, I seriously doubt you'll have a need to use the other feature of these collars but I'll let you know about it just in case." With that he fixed Hiei with a look that clearly said 'this is meant towards you' before continuing. "As you well know most demons are considerably stronger in most instances, even without access to their youki. This button here activates an electrical current, strong enough to render the slaves unconscious. Most youkai test their limits once and quickly realize that attempting to escape is useless. As I said, you shouldn't need to use it but it would look strange if you weren't to know the collar's full capabilities."


Kurama was barely containing his frustration at the whole sordid affair. The man would owe him big after doing this favor for him. It was unpleasant enough to have to pretend to be a slave but now he had to play the role as Youko. If the priestess accidently electrocuted him while the thing was attached to his throat he’d be very put out. He felt strange not having access to his energy. It was almost like the time he’d had it sealed during the Dark Tournament. Ironic that fate was taking him back to the very same island. Word had it that Sayko’s brother had inherited his fortune and fallen into the crowd the dead man had kept. The hotel that had once stood on the island had been reconstructed in several sections. Since there would be no more tournaments those needing entertainment had found other means. A hidden underground slave ring fit for money hungry gamblers. Youkai were sold off after being enslaved to official members. Then those foolish enough to have gotten captured would fight in an arena deep beneath the surface. Once a month it was held, for a few days until a winner came out. The owner of the champion would receive a large sum of the profits. Not to mention the regular gambling that took place by those that didn’t own competitors.


"Now, I've received a schedule for this months events and it's simple really. Within the hour you will depart in seperate vehicals, arriving at the pickup point for transportation to the Island. Kagome, you and Kurama will have your own helicopter to travel in. Botan, you and Hiei will be traveling with three other owners along with their slaves. Once you arrive at the hotel it is expected that you check in immediately." On the coffee table in front of him was a small briefcase which Koenma opened quickly, handing each woman a manilla envelope. It had taken him and his inside man months to plan this out, hacking into the system to falsify information, transferring funds to purchase the two demon's in the room with him. The rest of the contents had been fairly simple after that. "Inside you will find the proper identification that proves you own these two as well as the invitation's necessary to attend this months function. The fights start promptly at nine am, be ready. The collars are to remain active at all times except when you step into the ring to fight. Once inside the rules are simple, the one still breathing at the end of the match is declared the winner. Healers are on site for once the day's events have concluded."


A smirk crossed Hiei's face then, at least if he were to be subjected to this whole plan there would be something to keep him amused until they found the man behind it all. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all, there were few strong enough to kill him, especially after all the training he'd gone through with Mukuro. "Sounds simple enough. We go in, kill anyone who gets in our way and find the fool who started this thing. Is there anything else we should know before we go?" Dismissing the uncertain look that Botan was now giving him, Hiei chose to concentrate on Koenma instead. Of course the woman would be nervous but she should have realized long ago that he wasn't about to allow anyone the pleasure of killing him.


"I suppose it would sound simple to you, at least that part of it." Koenma nearly smiled at the demon's attitude, he hadn't heard the best part yet. Somehow the demigod doubted that the man had ever gotten a lesson in proper manners when it came to formal affairs, Botan was sure to have her hands full. "After the fights conclude and you are healed of any injuries you sustain, it is expected for Botan and Kagome to attend the dinners that occur each evening. It is expected as well that the both of you will accompany them, this is an opportunity for other owners to size up the competition as well as the spectators. This is where the biggest impressions are made. The owner of the winner of the final fight recieve a large sum of money as a prize. I shouldn't have to tell you that a portion of bets placed are included in that amount. So do what you have to do in order to blend in. If you're just going to sit on your ass and brood people are going to get suspicious."


Seeing that he wasn't going to receive any further complaints Koenma looked at the clock, knowing he had very little time to wrap this up. This part was probably going to be the most hazardous to his health, with the exception of Botan's reaction when she looked into her suitcase. Yes, it was best if he left quickly. "The final thing is this, since demon's are considered a prime commodity they are to remain with you at all times. Which means you will both be sharing a room. I don't care how you arrange it, who gets the bed or the floor just don't cause a scene over it. Botan, Kagome, your suitcases are in that bedroom. You'll both need to change before you leave so I suggest you hurry. Your ride to the airport will be here in fifteen minutes."


Kagome managed to rise without making a fool of herself. The reality of the situation was starting to take it’s toll. Best not to think about it and just do what was needed. The two males didn’t speak as they left them behind to change into their new identities. The room wasn’t that large but she had no problem changing in front of the other female. As long as Hiei or Kurama didn’t peek through the cracks then she’d be okay with this. She was also curious as to what her attire consisted of. If she was pretending to be a smart business lady then she’d have to look the part as well. It meant not leaving her hair down and wild. As they both gazed at the two suitcases, she pondered. “I wonder which one is mine.”


Receiving a dubious look from the priestess Botan pushed herself up and off of the couch so she could go ahead and get changed. Kagome followed her quickly, shutting the bedroom door behind them so they could have some privacy. Two large suitcases were laid out on the bed though there were no nametags to tell just which one was hers. Of course it was Kagome who voiced the question of which one was hers, the only way to find out being to open them. Hesitantly the deity reached towards the one closest to her and unzipped it, flipping the top back. An array of business suits laid innocently before her, making Botan push the suitcase towards her companion. "This one is yours I believe."


As Kagome began looking through the clothing she'd been supplied with Botan took a deep breath, it was now or never. 'Koenma wouldn't make me dress in something horrible would he? Of course he wouldn't! I'm his best ferry girl, I'm just being silly!' With that thought in mind Botan hurriedly opened up the remaining suitcase and stilled, her eyes not quite believing what she was seeing. With a trembling hand she reached out and picked up the first garment that laid on the top. It was nothing more than a blue mesh top which was completely see through. "You've got to be kidding me!" Botan shrieked, ready to kill the demigod when she got her hands on him. "I can't wear this! What will people think!" Hastily she tossed the top on the bed, there had to be some sort of mistake. Maybe it had gotten in there by accident!


Kagome wasn’t shocked to see the pressed suits perfectly arranged in the case. Two small duffel bags were waiting for them in the corner as well. She could only imagine it was their personal belongings. Her fingers ran over the soft but expensive material. The designer’s name was tagged on the inside, of course she didn’t recognize it. The ferry girl’s outraged shriek made her glance over. Blood rushed to her cheeks seeing the skimpy clothing being fingered like it carried a disease. “Um, I don’t know. I guess I’m the school principal and you are the cheerleader that’s over friendly with the football team?”


When her attempt at humor failed Kagome saw just how distressed the other girl was becoming. Not that she could blame her, she didn’t think she could saunter out in that outfit either. But Koenma had assigned her that suitcase and must have had something in mind when doing so. “Sorry, look I’m sure Koenma decided that it would look kind of strange both of us traveling in the same circles. Since some there might now that Hiei and Kurama are friends. He probably just wanted us to have different roles. I’ve got the part of the rich business woman born with a silver spoon. You, well let’s just say there are ladies out there that are financially secure without having to use their minds to get there.”


"Oh gee thanks Kagome, this is just what I always wanted to be before I became a ferry girl!" Botan huffed, not wanting to accept what was staring her in the face. She was not going to play the role of a prostitute if she could possibly help it. She'd never be able to face any of her friends again, not to mention the sheer hell Hiei would put her through when he saw what she was wearing. No, there was no way in hell she'd wear something like that. That particular shirt could stay behind for all she cared, the rest of it too if it was as bad as the one garment. As she reached for the next artical her fingers skimmed over soft leather, perhaps this would make up for it. Tugging the skirt out she held it up to herself, a blush covering her face. The hemline was a good eight inches above her knees, showing off most of her thighs and it looked to be fairly tight. Garment after garment was removed and they were all of the same variety, though some were worse than others. Within two minutes time there were two piles on the bed. The pile that she'd burn atop Koenma's desk when they were finished and the pile that she'd force herself to wear while on the island.


The whir of the blades was soothing as the aircraft began to lift off the ground. As much as she use to love riding on top of Kirara, it felt scary to see the ground becoming smaller. The small helicopter was very nice, Koenma had went out of his way to make this work. The seats were incredibly soft and plush. She’d felt strange and out of place but kept a straight face as they stepped out of the limo at the airport. Kurama had glared at her when the leash had been attached to his collar but had remained quiet. For that she was thankful, it made things easier on her. The pilot had greeted her with a huge smile. The suit she was wearing was white but elegant. Her hair had been pulled up in a tight bun, the look being completed by a pair of glasses.


Kurama leaned back in the seat as the assistant asked if Kagome would like something to drink. The girl curtly replied ‘No,’ and it had him wondering if she were just trying to play her part or if she were in a horrible mood already. Of course someone of her supposed upbringing would be expected to think themselves better than those flying the planes. The black leather was snug against his chest as he shifted positions. That got him a look from the man sitting across the way. It was just the two pilots up from, the attendant and them in the helicopter. The white material was snug but not tight enough to make the girl look brazen as he watched the steady rise of her chest. The attire made her look sophisticated but extremely sexy. The hair style only added to the attraction. The slender length of neck was exposed, the creamy flesh begging to be nibbled upon. He wondered if she knew exactly how she looked.


Kagome sighed when she glanced over to see the attendant staring at her. The brown eyes quickly averted themselves as she took notice. The fox beside her had stiffened for an unknown reason. She crossed her legs as they were underway. She wondered how Botan and Hiei were doing so far. They’d have been with others on the ride over. At least she was spared from conversing for the time being. The silence in the air was beginning to grate on her nerves. Needing something to occupy her mind with she dug through the small purse that matched her suit. She drew out the documents that had the information stated on there. The only person that turned was her so-called slave.


She ignored the questioning look to skim over the documents. She almost blew her cover by screaming as she saw the amount that supposedly been paid for the man. He’d been classified as an S rank youkai, plus it added that he was considered top of the line. There was a list of columns in which he was applied to. He was fit to be a competitor, a normal slave of course, but what caught her attention was the last category. Sure it wasn’t that surprising, it just made her want to blush. Glancing over she saw the beautiful face gazing in her direction. They’d put him down as a sex slave as well. Her stomach knotted knowing why they’d done so. The tight muscles rippled beneath that leather vest showing off the strength and power locked within. She’d been paying for all three when she’d purchased him it seemed.

His curiosity was aroused when the cheeks got a hint of pink within them. Whatever she was reading had her attention. The scent around her spiked as she folded the papers shut and glanced out the window. They had to be the documents stating the ownership of himself. Koenma hadn’t been kind enough to show them to him. Would he be expected to do anything else in the company of others besides act like a slave about to be forced to fight for his life? Clawed hands reached out to grab the papers hanging loosely in the woman’s grasp.


“Don’t touch them!” Kagome snapped at the man before he could get a good hold upon them. There was no way in hell she’d let him see this. Understandable that the people would try to get all the money they could from each slave. Those that were weak and ugly were just slaves. Those strong enough costed more as they were listed as fighters also. For one to have all three qualities, the man would cost a fortune as well. She wouldn’t be expected to do anything with him, would she? “You’d do well to remember your place.”


Kurama wanted to wipe the smirk off the attendant’s face as the girl scolded him. It took a lot of restraint to remember just what part he was supposed to be playing. Anger rushed through him as the girl placed them back in her purse. There was no hint of emotion as she went to looking back out of the window. His eyes snapped towards the foolish male that was ogling the girl once more. He might be having to play submissive to the one that owned him but that one was playing dangerously. He was nothing more than a servant also to these rich sadistic bastards. A low growl vibrated from his chest making the human male stiffen noticeably.


Kagome sent a glare the fox’s way making him stop the offensive growling. She wouldn’t be forced to sit here and smell urine because he made the stupid boy loose control of his bladder. Even with the collar the human boy was no match for the youkai. The only thing that kept her safe was the remote she had that could render the man helpless. A smirk crossed those tight pale lips as her slave leaned back but kept the golden eyes upon his mock prey. If he was going to misbehave then she wasn’t sure how to deal with things. Naturally someone of his rank wouldn’t take kindly to the circumstances he was in. So it would look strange if he were to accept it like a good lapdog. But while he’d be expected to fight against his new role, she’d have to remain true to her own. She’d have to discipline him and keep him in line. “Growl again and you’ll be sleeping the rest of the trip.”


Kurama sent the glare in her direction and almost pounced on the girl. She was still glancing out the window while playing with her nails. He was tempted to growl again but thought better of it. If he did so she’d be forced to make good her threat. They wouldn’t need it getting around that she hadn’t remained true to her word. He’d read her file and knew who she was supposed to be. A cold but young business woman that knew how to make money. Just the someone those in charge would flock to. Well he’d be silent for now but he’d have a word with her in private.


Kagome was more than thankful when the craft landed. As the doors opened several employees dressed in the hotel’s uniform came rushing out to retrieve her luggage. They were one of the first to arrive at the luxurious place. The fox stepped in behind her but left several feet between them as a female came up to retrieve the leash from her. Kagome merely nodded, acknowledging the female’s presence. The leash was passed over as she was greeted formally. A tall lanky man in a black crisp suit was coming out to greet them as well.


Kurama recognized the same hotel from before, only a few things had changed. It felt so strange being back here after so long. A gentleman came up to speak with Kagome as he surveyed the area. He had to give the priestess a silent applause she extended a very small hand towards the new comer. The man snapped at the servants to take the belongings to the room. Someone of importance, it would seem. If the girl played her cards right then this could prove to be useful.


“Okai, Kagome, may I be the first to welcome you to are beautiful island.” The middle aged man grabbed the delicate hand being extended. His eyes drank in the small woman before him. She was extremely beautiful but didn’t look to be at all like the file described. His fellow partners had been weary about letting someone else into their inner circle. But with the death of Sakyo and the mess he’d left behind, they were kind of running low on financial support. This girl was exactly what they needed to help boost their business once more. “Sagiwara Kaiten, at your service. But if you wish you may call me Kaiten. Dinner won’t be served for some time to come. There you will get a chance to meet the others.”


“Very well, Mr. Sagiwara.” Kagome fell in step beside the man as Kurama was pulled behind. He didn’t seem to happy about being pulled like a faithful dog but that wasn’t her problem. She had something to do and she’d get it done. Her experiences from the past had taught her to be strong and do what was needed. If Koenma wanted her to be a cold bitch then she’d gladly take her turn at being rude and cold to others. Not like she wanted this man’s attention as he sized her person up. She wanted to scream at him and drown him as a hand was lightly placed upon the small of her back. Thankfully, the role she was assigned would allow her to get her point across in other ways. “If you don’t mind I’d like to head straight to my room. I found the transport lacking and the attendant has managed to turn my stomach.”


“I apologize for any inconvenience on our part. Yes, this way if you would.” He directed the lady towards the door that would take them into the hotel room. His eyes took in the round curve of the shapely backside as the girl stepped in before him. He ignored the growl as his hand quickly brushed over the material. The woman stiffened but didn’t comment as they proceeded to the long hall. “You’ve been giving a room on the top floor. I hope you’ll find it to your liking since it has one of the better views. If not there is a room that is still available, next to my own in fact. Perhaps if you need an escort to dinner, I’d be more than happy to take that charge upon myself. It isn’t very often we find a lady of your fine upbringing to find their way in our midst.”


Kagome almost gagged at the suggestion. She might be a virgin but she knew what the man was suggestion. Not even here an hour and she was being propositioned. She knew that even people of her ‘standards’ had their affairs. But how to get the man off without coming off as an offended virgin? Smiling slightly she knew how to handle the situation. She spoke loud enough so the man could hear every word clearly. “I’m sure the room will be fine, if not then you’ll know of my displeasure. As far as your other offer, as tempting as it may be. I have a strict policy not to get involved with those I do business with. I assure you that I have come here strictly for business. I’ve heard from this by a respected client and associate of mine.” Her eyes trailed back to the fox trailing behind them listening to every word. “I’m also sure that you have gone over my file and that of my slave. Then you know not only will he be earning me a great deal of money but he sees to it that I have no need to find company while here. Even you will have to admit that their sexual endurance leaves that of our own kind something much to be desired.”


“Clearly,” He scoffed at the bold statement. Perhaps the file had been right. The girl was coming off cold and indifferent. A lot of women of her class preferred to have a man that was bought and paid for. Needing to own everything thing they touched. Maybe he’d be able to change her mind by the end of this weekend’s competition. His eyes snapped back to the slave behind them. He’d read the file and knew that the man was considered one of the best captures yet. “Well if you find that you want someone ‘willing’ just ask the staff for my room.”


“Of course.” Like hell she would! She’d rather drown herself in the toilet after Souta had decided not to flush. The man left them at the door as the staff stepped forward to open the room for them. The key was placed in her hand before the staff bowed and took their leave as well. Her shoulders were stiff by the time the door closed softly behind Kurama. She placed her purse upon the dresser and gazed around the room. How could she bring herself to complain about the spacious room when it had to cost more than the shrine itself? Oh she was going to get spoiled sleeping in that huge bed. There was a chain in the far corner, which made her pause.


“Do not frown, they have to have security measures. Not every owner is safe from the ones they own.” Kurama felt himself tense at the cold chain upon the floor. He gave her a hard look as she walked over to the bed but her eyes remained on the attachment. The room was done in a deep teal color. The decorating had to be expensive, fine paintings lined the walls along with the furnishings. The bed had to be large enough to hold five people. There was a balcony in which they could view the evening setting in. As he walked over he figured it was time for them to have a little discussion.


The girl stiffened as he sat down on the bed next to her. He placed a hand on the tense shoulder and leaned forward. His breath ghosted over the small ear as he whispered. “I’ll speak softly since the room may be bugged. You may be able to pull your part off outside the room but do not forget that even inside this room you can not be yourself. You have already made a mistake when you opened your mouth to Sagiwara. Even if I was sold as a potential sex slave it doesn’t mean that all owners go that route. Yet, you have already stated that you have. Keep your pretense up but also know now that you have another. We do not have to actually perform the act while here but I will be sharing the bed with you.”


Her stomach pitched to her feet at the words. She hadn’t thought that far ahead, she just didn’t want the man to keep hitting on her. Could she keep up the act if there was another demand to go with it. She had no problem acting cold and distance to everyone but could she pretend that she was also sleeping with her slave? Not like they’d be expected to fuck in public or anything. Okay, so they’d be expecting him to sleep in the bed with her. Not like she would make the guy sleep on the floor chained up like a dog. They weren’t that close but she liked him as a person. “Fine but I expect you to behave in public. The less I have to deal with your attitude the better my nerves will handle other things.”


“Oh, I’ll behave to an extent but we both know I’m not going to be docile. Just think of it as part of my charm. After all, didn’t you make it appear that way. The cold woman that obviously enjoys being taken by the youkai she paid for. Tell me, do you know about our stamina from experience or was it merely wishful thinking?” He smirked as the scent shifted and the girl tensed under the fingers now roaming across her back. It was amusing to see the callous attitude drop so quickly. He’d have to remember the carefree girl that often smiled during their rehearsals while she performed.


He sighed as she suddenly stood up and walked out onto the balcony. He was disappointed slightly at the cold dismissal. What was he expecting? They were mere acquaintances at best and nothing more. Koenma had informed them of the girl’s trips to the past and what she was. He couldn’t deny that he found her attractive from the start. Yet trying to get close to a girl that was obviously mourning over a lost love wasn’t something he wanted to get involved in. Fate was smacking him in the face for laughing at Hiei earlier. The fire apparition had been sporting an arousal when the ferry girl had stepped out of the room earlier. Botan was nice to look upon but Kurama couldn’t find himself getting excited over the woman. Hiei on the other hand seemed to be fighting it.


Questions formed in his mind on just how far the priestess had gone with the inu-hanyou that Koenma had spoken of. A hint of jealousy entered his gut as she leaned forward to survey the surrounding area. It was best he didn’t get attached or enjoy the girl’s company too much. He’d been able to distance himself this last month, a few more days wouldn’t be that hard. Dinner would be soon and he had to prepare himself to do his part. He wondered how Hiei was holding up, they should have arrived by now.


Kagome smiled seeing the landing pad off in the distance. She couldn’t make out their expressions or their movements that well but she couldn’t miss the other pair. A couple others got out of the helicopter after Botan and Hiei. It was good to know they had arrived safely as well. Would she get a chance to speak to the other girl at dinner? Normally she wouldn’t associate with someone of Botan’s status but due to their reason for being here, they could converse on a business level. She could hear the fox moving around in the room. She wondered if he thought he was being funny with his statement.


She knew nothing of their stamina, could only guess. They had better endurance in every other area, one could only assume it was that way in bed as well. Her and Inuyasha had only kissed a few times before her untimely departure. Wishful thinking? Did she want to know what it was like to sleep with a youkai? That question made her stomach tighten in anticipation. She hadn’t brought herself to start dating yet but she was old enough to have desires. Sleeping alone she knew her own body all too well. Knowing a man’s touch was surely far more different than that of her own.


Would she be expected to prove that she was taking advantage of the male she purchased? Gods, she hoped not. She wasn’t sure if she could bring herself to sleep with the man. Not just for a simple mission. The kitsune was definitely attractive and could run any girl’s dreams wild but she didn’t want her first time to be just to serve a purpose. If she gave herself to a man they both had to want it and care about each other. While the man might tolerate her presence he had no feelings for her. The new arrivals disappeared into the hotel as she sighed in resignation. Oh well, time to put her best foot forward and help them solve this case.


Kagome tried not to let her elation show as the dress swayed around her hips. Never had she dreamed of wearing such a fine garment. It felt soft and sleek against her bare thighs. The dark green evening gown had a tight bodice, without any straps. It meant she couldn’t wear a bra but the wire sewn into the gown did the job by pushing her breasts up. Her shoulders and arms were bare but the dress reached her ankles covering up the matching heels. The soft satin material flowed with ease as she went to examine herself in the full length mirror. Now she just needed to do her hair and makeup.


Kurama watched as she pulled the thick raven mass high upon her head, clipping it with a golden attachment. It left the strands hanging down her neck and shoulders. A few strands were pulled out to frame the delicate face. The style was classic but made her appear more fragile. The dress was showing off to much cleavage for her own good. His body responded as she leaned forward to grab a vial of perfume. How the hell was he going to be able to stand back while the males that were attending the function fawned all over her? He couldn’t imagine Hiei’s predicament. The koorime already wanted the ferry girl and Botan more than likely would draw more attention than Kagome.


A knock sounded at their door announcing dinner. Kagome let the smile leave her face as she smoothed down the front of her gown. The fox was wearing a stark white get up trimmed in black. The front was parted in a gaping V, leaving the muscular chest to view. The arms were also bare, showing the strength. The collar stood out but she couldn’t help but admire how cute the man was. This was an event so the other owners could scope out the competition and mingle. The servant was waiting just outside to escort them down. She stopped long enough to grab the see through shawl that would cover up her shoulders somewhat. “Shall we?”


The trip to the dining hall was uneventful but she felt ill at ease as she walked into the room. Only several other people were there. She was escorted towards a group of three standing near the head table. She kept her face stoic as they approached. There was an older human male, a young attractive one and the other was a very distinguished looking youkai. The youngest one smiled and turned to greet her. “Good evening,” she took the hand being offered without fail. The youkai’s eyes went straight to Kurama who was standing behind her.


“Evening,” Kaito looked the new arrival over and wasn’t disappointed. Sagiwara had described the girl and he hadn’t done her justice. Perhaps it was because she’d turned down his advances. He couldn’t blame the girl, the man was appalling to behold. The youkai behind her was attractive and she had what she needed. “Sayko, Kaito, pleased to meet you.” Perhaps dinner wouldn’t be so boring with such pleasant company. Better to look upon such a fine specimen than to stare at his two partners. He’d been uncertain about taking up his brother’s place. Strangely everything had been left to him upon his brother’s unfortunate death. While he’d had his own financial means, he’d been bored with that life. Having Mitach approach him had been an act of fate. This was where he belonged, it was exciting. No wonder his brother had been fascinated by this lifestyle.


“So you are the female that turned Sagiwara down.” The youkai laughed as he looked the woman over. A tempting morsel that she was and that is what was now nagging at the back of his mind. Takumi growled as he let red eyes flicker back over to kitsune. “So it’s really true that the notorious Youko Kurama had been captured. You should count yourself lucky that you were bought ahead of time. And by this beautiful woman to boot. Mind if I ask a question of you Miss Oaki?” He directed the question towards the small woman that was gazing at him with a bored expression. “Your file states that he was purchased for more than fighting. Even Sagiwara made mention of you boasting of your slaves prowess. So tell me, why doesn’t his stink cling to you?”


Kagome couldn’t help but bristle under the obvious accusation. She wasn’t sure what upset her more; that he was politely calling her a liar or trying to insult Kurama. Still, he had a valid question and she had to answer wisely or their cover would be blown. Not to mention she’d enjoy putting this bastard in his place. “I should slap you for sticking your nose into my affairs and bluntly asking such a personal question. It is none of your concern but I have nothing to hide. I am used to such crude behavior from those lower than myself. I’m not to knowledgeable about youkai females but us human females bleed once a month for several days. Unfortunately for me it lasts a week. Unlike some of those disgusting creatures that have the nerve to call themselves ladies I can control my hormones and refuse to degrade myself by indulging during that time. Also unlike some people I have recently met I am keen on washing daily. So that should answer your rude and uncalled for question. I may not have been able to take advantage of him due to those circumstances before heading out here but I assure you that he will walk into that ring tomorrow a very happy camper. Now, if you gentleman will excuse me I am famished and must have strength for later this evening.”


The rich laughter erupted from Kaito’s chest as the girl looked squarely at the youkai that had the balls to question her. The man looked flustered at the bold but honest reply. The girl was indeed one of his own kind. The stiff spine didn’t relax as the girl stormed away towards the appointed table. The lush backside stirred his blood as his mirth continued. Takumi looked to stun to speak as the woman dismissed them. The fox sent his fellow partner a scathing look but followed his mistress to the table. “You have to appreciate a beautiful woman that has no problem speaking her mind. She’ll fit in fine, I wonder if I could succeed at gaining more than just her financial interests.”


Kagome huffed as she seated herself gracefully in the seat. Kurama took his space beside her but remained stiff. Dismay lingered in her heart as her words came back to echo fresh in her mind. She should have thought about this ahead of time. But they hadn’t thought to find a youkai there to confront her. What the hell was she going to do now? If they were going to bring down the smuggling ring then they had to remain until the job was complete. At this rate she’d end up getting caught in a lie. If the man came near her tomorrow he’d demand to know why her scent still remained untouched. What was the chances of them getting through this case tonight? The chances were slim to none and she knew this. How was Kurama taking her misplaced boast? She could only imagine what he was thinking. Would he feel indebted to back up her lie?


Kurama glanced over the crowd to see Botan and Hiei sitting at a table. Was his teammate having a hard time like himself? The man was smirking as their eyes briefly met across the way. No doubt the man had heard every word. It wasn’t funny but the fire apparition was finding humor in the situation. If they wanted to remain then they’d have to back up the girl’s boast. There was only way to make the youkai believe they’d fucked and that was to actually perform the act. A human wouldn’t be able to decipher through the lies. The man’s sense of smell would tell him the truth. This mission might end long before it even started. “Kagome?”


She heard him whisper he name softly, “Yeah, I know. You can strangle me later if you want.” The waitress came and handed them a few menu’s while depositing a bottle of wine and glasses. She didn’t need him to point out what she already knew. It was either go through with it now or leave and blow the mission. Would Koenma be upset if they left? It had taken a lot to get things done this far. Would he punish her for fucking up because she’d lost her temper? Not like it was that big of a deal, just some casual sex. Not like she was saving herself for the man she loved anymore. “We can do it or leave. If you find the idea too distasteful then I apologize ahead of time.”


“We’ll handle it later this evening.” He stopped speaking as the woman came over to take their order. Kagome ordered for them both and didn’t speak again. How she’d taken that comment he wasn’t sure. He wasn’t opposed by the idea of bedding the girl. He’d be more than happy even if it was just the one time. Only a fool would turn down the offer, plus he’d been attracted to her for weeks. She was keeping her eyes forward but he let himself look her over. His body hardened at the possibility of taking her. If they wanted to smell him saturating that luscious flesh he’d have no problem with it. The man wouldn’t have cause for doubt when Kagome showed up for the events tomorrow.


She had to force down the blush that was threatening at the suggestion. Would he really go through with sleeping with her all for the sake of a mission? What would it be like? Her body tightened at the idea of experiencing being with a man. What kind of lover would the fox make? Would he be gentle or rough? The comment referring to his stamina had her wanting to fidget. Their food was quickly brought minutes later and her stomach pinched. Despite her earlier comment about needing to eat she didn’t think she had much of an appetite. How was she going to return to that room now? She knew she shouldn’t have gotten out of bed this morning.


Kurama kept his eyes surveying the room as the owners all sat next to their bought slaves. One in particular was watching Hiei with lust filled eyes. He’d never seen the human female before but she wasn’t all that appealing in his opinion. Hiei didn’t seem to notice the woman or if he did he wasn’t letting on. Kurama doubted the apparition would allow the strange woman to touch him. She’d likely lose something vital if she tried. His eyes strayed back to those in charge while Kagome picked at her dinner. Kaito was now sitting down sipping on a glass of wine. The man’s eyes were watching his owner with great interest. In a way it would serve them if Kagome could get close to one of those in charge. Yet the stir of jealousy reared it’s head at the thought.


Kaito smiled at the fox glaring at him. Shame that these youkai tended to get attached to their owners. The man returned the gaze but he didn’t avert his eyes. Let the man see his intent, there was nothing he could do to stop it. After all in the end he was just a slave. The girl was single and might need a male over her no matter how much she postured. A woman like that needed to be dominated and made to feel special. She’d want to be in control in public as long as her lover fulfilled the needs of being submissive in the sack. He was willing to bet that despite their roles outside the youkai took what he wanted at night.


A still silence filled the room as he stood up and hit the side of his glass with the spoon. The ringing sound echoed through the room getting the attention he desired. Kaito cleared his throat once all eyes were upon him. “I look around this room and I see a lot of familiar faces, a few new. Let us enjoy another weekend together and remember that there are rules that still apply. At nights please remember to have your possession locked up tight. Any youkai wearing a collar roaming after hours will be punished and the owner reprimanded and fined. Don’t forget we’re all here to try and make money. Anyone with questions or concerns are to come to me or Mr. Omagashi directly. For those that are new, we wish you welcome and hope to see more of you in the future. With that said please enjoy the rest of your evening. There will be drinks in the lobby after dinner is concluded. I bid you a pleasant evening and the best of luck to you all.”


Kagome almost scoffed at the announcement, half of the youkai here would end up dead by the end of the weekend. How the hell were they supposed to enjoy themselves? So much for enjoying dinner when he just reminded them of that fact. She almost jumped when a hand landed gently on her elbow. The look in Kurama’s eyes left no room for argument as he stood up. Without wanting to cause as scene she stood up as well. Obvious the man wanted to leave for some reason. She didn’t feel like staying anyways and they needed to decide what to do about their problem. Would he want to discuss their options?


Kurama was pleased when the girl got up quickly. He had to follow her out but she was moving towards the entrance to the diningroom. He almost smirked as Kaito watched them depart but refrained from doing so. It might make things worse on Kagome. His mind tried to focus on the problem at hand and that was making their relationship believable. His eyes landed on the swell of hips as she sauntered before him with dignity. As much as he wanted to bed her, he’d try to bypass it if it were necessary. There was no telling what would happen between them after this weekend was over and he didn’t want her regretting anything.


Kagome felt the tension between them mounting the closer they got to the bedroom. He probably didn’t want to do this. He’d never shown any signs of being attracted to her and she couldn’t ask him to sleep with her. There had to be something they could do though. The feel of his hand calmed her some as the door shut behind them. It was nice to get away from the large crowd but what would happen now that they were alone? Would he scold her for getting them into this predicament? “I’m sorry, I let my temper get the best of me. I shouldn’t have said it.”


“Do not apologize, you handled it well otherwise. Even if we find ourselves in a predicament. There is one way around it if you want to hear me out.” Kurama saw the quick nod in agreement. It stung to know she didn’t want to go through with sleeping with him. Then again if she acted like it was something she’d always dream about he’d be insulted. How did he get himself into these things? The room was dismally quiet making him weary. The girl stiffened as he walked on over towards her. The green dress shimmered as he came to stand behind her back. Leaning over he made sure to whisper so only she may hear the words. “Just incase we are being listened to. I can see to it that it is believable without actually penetrating you. You’ll have to let me touch but I will not enter. We both have to smell of each other to stop any of his accusations from resurfacing.”


The lightly spoken words sent shivers down her spine. So she was right in assuming he wasn’t going to actually have sex with her if he could help it. Her voice had been lost in the dining hall it seemed and all she could manage was a positive nod. She’d do what he thought best to deal with the situation. She should be glad that he wasn’t going to insist that they go all the way. He’d have to touch her though. Taking a deep breath she figured it wouldn’t be all that bad. How many nights hadn’t she lain up in bed to explore herself? It couldn’t feel that much different having him being the one touching her. She almost jumped when the hand landed on her waist. This was Kurama after all and not Naraku about to touch her. She’d spent so much time running for her life and fighting against evil. This would be a walk in the park compared.


“Undress and lay upon the bed.” Kurama whispered in her ear before walking over to the door. He made sure it was bolted as the rustling of clothing made his body tighten. He had to remind himself that they wouldn’t be going all the way. Just enough to make it appear that they had. His hands went for his own clothing as he gazed upon the door. He needed to few extra seconds to repeat the thought in his perverted mind as the sensitive ears picked up on the girl climbing upon the bed. His tails twitched as the outfit was peeled off and tossed aside.


Kagome felt shy and didn’t want to feel so exposed. She knew she’d look stupid if she reached for the sheet to cover up her nakedness. The man had been around for centuries if not longer. He’d probably seen more pussies than her gynecologist. Hers would be no different than any of the others. The headboard was uncomfortable so she propped up a few pillows before leaning back. Despite her scolding she pulled her knees up to her chest. Blue eyes widened as clothes were tossed aside. The many tails were attached to a very firm ass that looked good enough to squeeze. The muscles in the slim back tensed before he turned around. The heat flared in her gut as the front came into view. Holy shit, it was standing away from his crotch. Now she was glad they weren’t going to go all the way, there was no way he’d fit.


He smiled at the deep blush covering the pale cheeks. There was no way to hide his response and there was also no need. In order for this to work they both had to get off. It would be hard to do without an erection. Just knowing that his hands would be allowed to roam was making his shaft ache with need. She stiffened noticeably as he climbed upon the mattress to join her. She had to relax or the only smell would be his own. There was no telling what it’d take to see the job done. He didn’t think she’d do it herself with him watching. His hands reached out to move the arms resting upon the knees.


Kagome tried to relax as the gentle hands prodded between the closed knees. Her eyes closed as the legs parted under the probing. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her and would stop if she said the word. The strong ache only got worse as the smooth palm caressed the inner thigh. The touch was soft but demanding as the other came to play. Her own hands came to rest on the bed, tangling in the sheet as her core was left un-hidden for his gaze. No one had ever looked at her in such a personal manner. He suddenly pulled her bottom further down on the bed forcing her to lean back slightly.


Kurama took a few seconds to study her now that she wasn’t hiding herself from his curious eyes. The perky breasts heaved as the breathing quickened. They were pale, round but firm, being tempted he reached out to cup the left globe. The nipple hardened as his thumb raked across the peak. The intake of breath caught his attention as the girl’s scent spiked. The features tightened nervously as she bit down on her bottom lip. She was just way too tense for his liking. Leaning forward, he captured her mouth with his own. Blue eyes snapped open as he applied more pressure.


Kagome gasped as the hot slick tongue brushed across her lower lip. The sensation was pleasant as it dipped inside the moist cavern. The second she accepted the kiss, it got more demanding. The lips held her own open while he explored and probed. The fingers playing with her nipple resumed as she returned the stroking. The fire stirred in her belly as the taut peak was plucked and twisted between the skilled fingers. Her nervousness was soon forgotten as the ache spread between her parted thighs. The fox was leaning between them upon his knees as the hand left her breast.


Using one hand placed next to the parted thighs to hold him up, he used the other to cup the soft mound. The gasp was caught against his tongue as his finger slid between the now wet folds. The warm petals parted as the digit applied pressure. He groaned feeling the hot moisture stating her desire. Deep hunger raged through his body as she whimpered with need. his cock strained making him realize how close he was to losing control. To keep things from getting out of hand he had to finish them both off quickly. A startled gasp was heard as he pulled away from her mouth and began to move down.


Kagome felt the blood rush to her cheeks as the silver head lowered past her flat stomach to stop at her center. Reaching down the temptation was too strong, her fingers wrapped around the ears. The fur upon them wasn’t as soft as she’d imagined. The tips ghosted over the outside to see how sensitive they were. A slight purr against her core had waves of pleasure shooting down her spine. The lips were barely pressed against the folds as she continued to pet the twin ears. He seemed to enjoy the ministrations if the way his fingers tightened around her waist was any indication. The smile left her face as a fierce growl erupted from his chest second before the mouth covering her mound began to explore.


The teasing fingers upon his ears halted as his tongue slid between the wet petals. His body was on the verge of taking what it wanted. She should have been wise and kept her hands to herself. It was hard enough without her touching him. The taste of the priestess lingered on his tongue as he pried the nether lips apart for better access. Nails dug painfully into his scalp as he found the hidden jewel. That got the correct reaction as his tongue lapped at the heated area. The moans were scraping across his restraint.


She felt the tension mounting fast as the lips latched onto the small nerve. The tongue was doing something extremely sinful. The heat intensified as something slim was being pushed between the wet folds. The finger began to move slowly within her body as the mouth made the ache consume her lower region. It didn’t take long before the tension snapped bringing her over an intense edge. She cried out as the waves washed over her but the finger continued to massage her throbbing passage.


It was killing him to know that he wouldn’t be allowed to finish it but his body demanded release. He climbed over her but leaned up so he could look down at the drenched sex. The girl didn’t protest as his hand closed around his shaft to bring it against the folds. The wet heat rubbed against the tip that had collected moisture of it’s own. She moaned as the head brushed against the over-sensitive clit. He longed to go against his better judgement and push forward. Instead he tried to content himself with rubbing the tip near the entrance while stroking the hard shaft. His balls tightened in anticipation as it came in close contact with the small opening.


Kagome licked her suddenly dry lips as the thick head rubbed against her. The man’s features were pinched painfully as he stroked the wide girth. Curiosity got the better of her making her reach forward. He’d taken the time to see that she reached her peak. She wondered if he’d let her do the same. The hand stilled as her own came to wrap around the shaft. It was smooth but hard to the touch. It jerked as the tips caressed the underside where a thick vein could be felt. He moaned as she held on tight but he didn’t seem to be in pain. His breathing picked up as she rubbed it against herself once more. The heat in her groin returned as she teased her jewel with the bulbous tip. Her inner walls tightened at the thought of feeling the length buried deep. Would it feel anything like his finger? Or would the friction be much more intense?


His breath caught as the girl brought the tip back to her entrance. The hips lifted off the bed pushing it against the warm tissue. Feeling so close to it’s goal his hips moved as the fingers holding him tried to force more deeper. All thought left as the head disappeared into the moist passage. It was incredibly tight around the meat causing a hiss of pleasure to escaped slightly parted lips. He reached between them to run a thumb over the slick folds clinging to the end of his cock.


She felt the loss as he yanked what little bit of the tip that she’d managed to get inside back out. It had felt nothing like her own fingers or his. It meant doing more than they’d planned but she wanted to know what it’d feel like. If she knew him well enough he wouldn’t do anything if he didn’t want to. The hand was trying to remove her own but she moaned in disappointment. Using her foot she hooked it around his ass. It rubbed against the edge of his tails before applying pressure, trying to pull him closer. She gripped the base of the erection keeping it in place. He groaned as her hips left the bed once more. This more she was able to force more of the thickness even though it was slightly uncomfortable. The intense pressure against her walls made her forget about the slight burning sensation.


The foot trying to pull him closer was no longer needed as he pushed forward on his own. Kagome gasped as he slowly began to fill and stretch her walls. The fingers left the length and came to rest upon a tense shoulder. The burning sensation intensified the deeper he got. She stiffened as the member was suddenly shoved forcefully. A hand came up to stroke her hair as he waited over her to adjust. It wasn’t as painful as she thought it would be and as the seconds ticked by she was only left with the feeling of being stretched.


Kurama waited for her to signal she was ready before beginning to move. There had been no barrier but he could tell no man had been there before him. His balls tightened in pleasure as he pulled out. His control snapped as he thrust back forward. She didn’t seem to mind as he set a steady pace. The pleasure washed over him as the tight passage clung to him. The arms tightened around him to mimic the legs now wrapped around his waist. His mouth sought hers as he felt the muscles clamp down.


She cried out as the orgasm wracked her lower half. The thick member was causing an intense friction that was making the fire blaze out of control. She’d never thought to experience such a consuming feeling as the fox rocked between her trembling thighs. Nails scraped across the wide shoulders drawing blood as the speed increased. The tension was already forming as if the previous orgasm hadn’t taken place. Sweat collected between their bodies making her chest slick as a hand shifted to hook a knee over his arm.


He cried out with her as he sunk deeper in the tight passage. The crude sound of slick skin colliding echoed in the room. The harsh screams of pleasure made his lust snap along with his control. The girl began to shake as the he finally found release. The pleasure broke as his seed burst forth emptying as the walls tightened around the pulsing length. With a final thrust held himself over the trembling priestess.


She let a small smile surface as he moved to lay next to her. Her fear was brushed away as the arms wrapped around her waist. It felt nice as he spooned her from behind. He didn’t seem to want to rush away from her. The warm chest pressed into her back lulling her into a deep sleep. She hadn’t realized she was so tired but her eyes closed long before the fox climbed out of the bed to explore.


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