The Principle of Evil Made Flesh
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Naraku/Kagome
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
36
Views:
17,593
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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The Principle of Evil Made Flesh
GIVING ORDERS: theme #1:
“You will untie me right now!”
“I think not, little priestess. Your sharp tongue gives no orders here. I like you just as you are – powerless.”
She thrashed in her bonds, wrists and ankles already abraded from her rough capture and display, but that wasn’t what bothered her. Kagome knew a few scrapes were going to be the least of her worries – if he let her live.
“So what are you going to do to me, Naraku? Why haven’t you just killed me in front of InuYasha and then been done with this long war?” she yelled back to the unseen spider, lurking somewhere, here in the darkness of the pit.
Kagome knew she should not show fear, she knew she should not show doubt – her will had to be stronger than that of the evil fiend she’d been put upon the cross for, displayed like fresh meat. She would not submit to her enemy… no matter what she admitted to herself in her midnight visions. Kagome’s heart might belong to InuYasha during the day, but at night Naraku dominated her wildest wet dreams… and deep down, she hated herself just a little for it. Her kind-hearted compassion was a subliminal attempt to purge the dark yearning that framed her soul.
She was afraid she might know what the Spider now wanted from her and it sparked a tangled feeling in her belly; was it fear or something else? Her nervous panting sounded like wailing pleas for mercy to her overcompensating ears so she opened her mouth to mute herself from her nemesis. The spread-eagled priestess couldn’t see in inch in front of her nose and her eyes blindly scanned the darkness in which she dangled, for how long, she knew not. The thick void grew unseen monsters in her adrenalized mind and she shuddered at their touch, unsure if she should be repulsed or made to kneel in wet submission.
When the thick viscous voice slithered into her ear, she immediately regretted her small surprised yelp in response to its closeness…but she truly hated her thundering heart and the hot fire that lit in her belly by the things that voice said to her.
“I don’t want to kill you, girl – I want to break you.” Naraku whispered to his prey, his breath’s cold poison making the thin skin behind her captive ear burn and freeze.
His rumbling laughter made her heart quail, even as her body began a slow blaze - then he was gone.
“You will untie me right now!”
“I think not, little priestess. Your sharp tongue gives no orders here. I like you just as you are – powerless.”
She thrashed in her bonds, wrists and ankles already abraded from her rough capture and display, but that wasn’t what bothered her. Kagome knew a few scrapes were going to be the least of her worries – if he let her live.
“So what are you going to do to me, Naraku? Why haven’t you just killed me in front of InuYasha and then been done with this long war?” she yelled back to the unseen spider, lurking somewhere, here in the darkness of the pit.
Kagome knew she should not show fear, she knew she should not show doubt – her will had to be stronger than that of the evil fiend she’d been put upon the cross for, displayed like fresh meat. She would not submit to her enemy… no matter what she admitted to herself in her midnight visions. Kagome’s heart might belong to InuYasha during the day, but at night Naraku dominated her wildest wet dreams… and deep down, she hated herself just a little for it. Her kind-hearted compassion was a subliminal attempt to purge the dark yearning that framed her soul.
She was afraid she might know what the Spider now wanted from her and it sparked a tangled feeling in her belly; was it fear or something else? Her nervous panting sounded like wailing pleas for mercy to her overcompensating ears so she opened her mouth to mute herself from her nemesis. The spread-eagled priestess couldn’t see in inch in front of her nose and her eyes blindly scanned the darkness in which she dangled, for how long, she knew not. The thick void grew unseen monsters in her adrenalized mind and she shuddered at their touch, unsure if she should be repulsed or made to kneel in wet submission.
When the thick viscous voice slithered into her ear, she immediately regretted her small surprised yelp in response to its closeness…but she truly hated her thundering heart and the hot fire that lit in her belly by the things that voice said to her.
“I don’t want to kill you, girl – I want to break you.” Naraku whispered to his prey, his breath’s cold poison making the thin skin behind her captive ear burn and freeze.
His rumbling laughter made her heart quail, even as her body began a slow blaze - then he was gone.