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Beginnings	By : LuciferDragon Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Het - Male/Female Views: 2635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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He hauled both of them into his room, locking the door behind them. He turned around to see her hiking her shirt over her head, leaving her only in form-fitting shorts.
She pulled him into a heavy kiss, her hands on his face as he pulled off his jacket. “Still think this is a bad idea?” she breathed on his lips.
“Very. Don’t care.” He growled as he felt her nails run sharply down his arms. “You’ve made me curious how much a dragon can tolerate.”
She moaned against his lips as his own nails dug into her flesh. “When were you last able to let yourself go?”
“I can’t remember.” He hissed as she cupped him through his pants.
“Mm, someone’s a little sensitive,” she purred. “How much of that is from pent-up bloodlust?”
He held her hair in a fist and exposed her throat. He bit through her skin, savoring her sharp cry of pain mixed with pleasure as her blood hit his tongue. A hot wave engulfed his nerves. He barely registered she had moved to unfasten his pants. A flame licked up his spine as she touched skin. He pushed her into the wall roughly, relishing the gasp that left her lungs at impact. He leaned on the wall and watched her slink down his body. He repressed the shiver that slipped up his spine as she took him in her mouth. It had been a very long time since he had been sucked off, and he couldn’t deny that the view was much better than it had been the past few years.
She felt him adjust his grip in her hair, still keeping it bunched into a fist, though tighter this time. She held on to his legs and flattened her tongue against him. She chanced a glance up and felt a jolt of arousal flow through her. His eyes were closed, enjoying every small motion she made, almost as if memorizing the pleasure. She had a fleeting thought of his past encounters, wondering if they had spent any time on him at all. By the way he was controlling her movements, she doubted it. A curse slipped past his lips, making her hum in amusement. She pulled back, still using her hand to stroke him. “I think it’s been awhile for you as well, huh?”
He opened his eyes just enough to see her take him in again. “Months.” The blood on her neck filled his senses, mingling with the taste he had taken. The hands that had been on the back of his thighs slid up his sides to hook over his pants. He sped up the process and tossed off his black shirt, not really taking note of where it landed. He groaned and held on to her hair tight as her nails dug into his skin while she slid the pants down enough for them to fall.
She had never smelled anything like his blood before. It was the scent of a powerful warrior. Of someone who had faced death countless times and emerged full of scars. She couldn’t stop the resulting moan, vibrating her throat around him.
He wouldn’t last if she kept up her ministrations. He yanked her off, seeing her take in a steadying breath. He hauled her to her feet, taking a look at her eyes. He almost shivered. Hers was a gaze of a predator. He took her face in his hands as he kissed her hard, feeling her nails graze up his back. He almost came as she dragged them roughly down, a tingle shooting up his spine at her sharp tips. He tugged her to his hips, taking her to his bed, kicking his pants to the side. He tossed her unceremoniously to it and laid on top of her.
She tilted her hips up for him as he yanked her shorts down. She expected him to do something immediately afterward. Which was why she looked at him, surprised at his expression. “Thought you wanted to see how much a dragon could handle.” He seemed to snap out of a slight daze as their eyes met again. “Are you alright, Hiei?”
“Yeah, just… nothing. Never mind it.”
She hmphed and pushed on his shoulders hard enough to send him to his back. She almost took delight in the surprise that flashed behind his red irises. “I won’t laugh.”
“Didn’t think you would. It’s not important.” He leaned up to catch her lips again, but she tilted out of his reach. “Sha, seriously.”
If anything she could at least get him more riled up. “Come on. It has to be something.” She leaned up on his chest, knowing she was pushing her breasts together. She could also feel him ready to go beneath her. His gaze fell right where she wanted it. She smirked. “What has a man like yourself hesitating to fuck a dragon?”
She wasn’t expecting him to reverse their positions, pinning her to the bed. He didn’t answer her. At least not in words. He knelt between her legs and dragged his tongue over her slit. His fingers held her tight enough for his nails to pierce skin. She cried out, tilting her head back. She wound her fingers in his hair as his tongue darted against her clit.
He knew he was doing the right combination by her moans, and by the way her body rocked against him. He pushed a finger inside her, then a second. He kept up both, hearing her moans grow a little louder and shorter in between.
She bit her lip, though that didn’t stop her sounds of pleasure. By then she was reduced to short whimpers and pleas to not stop. His thumb was hitting her clit with every rapid pass. She felt so warm, despite the chill in the house from the outside temperature. Every feeling was rushing to her naval, and her muscles were all seizing up. Her grip in his hair tightened, drawing a moan from him. She lost herself in pleasure, and started to plea in Dracish. The knowledge that he wouldn’t understand her sat in the back of her mind, unimportant for the time being. All at once she convulsed, and she had to cover her mouth to hold back her screams. The string winding her muscles so taught snapped, and heat rushed to her cunt.
He lapped up her sweet juices, grinning as she caught his eye. She let out a breathless laugh and twitched with a gasp as he hit her clit again.
“You’re really good at that.”
He merely hummed against her, kissing her lower lips, and then her thighs. He needed another taste of her. He bit into her thigh, taking in a sharp breath at her blood. Her scent drove him to a high he hadn’t felt in a long time. He thought he had long lost the ability to become so bewitched by a female. He only needed to find a partner willing to put up with pain. He crawled back up her body, resting his weight between her legs as he kissed her. He let her taste herself, both moaning against the other. He couldn’t wait any longer. He leaned back and guided himself into her folds, watching as he slipped inside her, engulfed by her heat. She moaned as he slipped inside slowly, needing to thrust gently a few times to penetrate deeper. He shifted up a bit as he delved deeper, and sank in to his hilt. Once all the way inside her he lowered himself to her again, catching her lips as he started to thrust against her full flush.
He forced moans from her chest as he thrust, getting faster with each one. She held on to his back. She felt his tongue flick against her lips and she let it slip inside to dance with hers. His pace sent her over the edge. Her muscles seized up around him, the friction setting her off again.
He felt her claws dig in to his back again, groaning as they broke skin. He bit his lip and suddenly slowed his pace, needing to pull out and lean back out of her grasp. He flipped her over and saw her lean up on her elbows, jutting her ass instinctively into the air. He pulled her tail, keeping it out of the way. He wasn’t expecting her to moan so loud at the action. He kept a firm grip on the appendage as he slipped back into her. “Does that feel good?”
She could only nod as she moaned, tilting her head forward.
He watched as her hair fell over her shoulders, exposing the tattoos that hid her wings. They were a tribal representation of the real things. He couldn’t stop himself from leaning over her body and tracing the marks with his tongue. They seemed to be sensitive to touch as she shivered. However, he still hadn’t found out how much a dragon could handle, and there was much more pent up in him than he had realized. He leaned back, both hands on her hips, her tail pressed to his stomach.
She gave a start as she felt his hand smack her ass, a moan falling from her lips. “Oh fuck, again.” He did as she asked, sending a sharp pain up her spine. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit just as he slapped her again. His hand soothed the skin before betraying it again, making her cry out. All at once he stopped and pulled out. Her hand was knocked away and replaced with his tongue. She felt her whole body tremble from being left empty suddenly. He delved his tongue inside her, coating her with her own juices.
He had to stop again, lest he succumb to his own pleasure. He didn’t want to finish just yet. However, he wasn’t far off. It had been too long in general, let alone where he could do as he pleased to his sexual partner. He kissed her skin again and bit her ass, gaining a giggle from her. All at once she leaned up and turned around, pulling him into another heavy kiss. Just as his mind began to swim with it, he felt his equilibrium shift as she pinned him down to the bed and straddled his hips. He watched her grasp his hard cock and guide it back into her cunt. Instantly he was enveloped in her heat again.
She rocked her hips back and forth, savoring his expression. She leaned on his chest, grazing the skin with her claws. He held on to her hips and surprised her with his strength as he helped her gain rhythm. Her muscles began to tense under her again, leaving her breathless as she bounced on his cock. His legs moved and he was thrusting up into her. She couldn’t breathe as everything locked up.
Her pace had been too slow for his liking. Good for savoring the feeling, but he was so close, it was more teasing than anything. He felt her squeeze him tightly, eliciting a moan from him. He fought off his release as it crept over his body, his breathing as heavy as hers. Everything else didn’t matter but his strokes. He hissed as he felt her claws in his chest, followed closely by her moaning cry of pleasure. He clenched his teeth as she squeezed too tightly. His grip on her sides grew to a bruising hold and he couldn’t stop his hips if he wanted to. He groaned as his cock grew hypersensitive from the friction.
She leaned over his body, unable to hold herself up any longer. He was making her orgasm over and over. As soon as she recovered she seized up again. She had to cover her mouth as she realized how loud she was getting again.
He grabbed on to her ass and grunted a few times, his hips jerking out of rhythm. His pace slowed down, only twitching a little as he tried to calm his breathing. “Holy shit…”
She fell slack against his chest, laughing. “I know, right?” She crossed her arms and rested her head on them as she caught his eye. She wasn’t worried about where he still was. She hadn’t willed for a child, and knew he wouldn’t have either. Without the will, nothing would happen. “Still think this was a bad idea?”
“Most likely.” He let out a heavy breath, evening his intake of air just enough. “To hell with it, though.”
“Mm, something I think we both needed. And for sure would have missed out on if we had let it pass by.” She leaned up. “Though that’s speaking for myself.”
“Myself as well.” He tilted his head to the side. “I actually have a bathroom in here if you want to clean off.”
She nodded. “Probably a good idea.” She held herself up and climbed off of him into the direction he had indicated. She felt his seed drip down her legs, hurrying her strides. Just as she started the shower he came in as well. She looked him over. “Well your chest is fucked up. Your arms not so much.”
“I’m sure my back is worse.” He turned for her and she whistled.
“I’d say sorry if I actually was.” She met his grin as he turned back around. “Something tells me you can take more than that, though.”
“I could go again if you want to test it.”
She wanted to accept, but he had ridden her a little harder than she was used to. A burning sensation radiated from her pussy and she flinched. “May have to take a raincheck on that.”
He huffed out a laugh while she tested the water temperature and stepped in. “You’d really sleep with me again?”
She frowned under the stream. “If the opportunity arises again, why not? Unless you want this to be a one-time thing.”
He didn’t have an answer. He did have a lot of sexual frustration pent up from the months of forced celibacy. On top of that, there were a lot of things driving his temper lately that fucking something was just what he could use. Maybe a casual fling was what he needed. Instead of a verbal answer, he stepped into the shower with her.
They gave each other respectable amount of space as they washed away any hint of what they had done. The wounds would just take a day to heal, if that. As she rinsed the rest of it all away, she looked over her shoulder at him, seeing the same gaze as before. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
He knew he was caught. “Just thinking.”
“It’s usually dangerous when a man thinks.” She turned to face him. “What’s on your mind?”
He debated on telling her. It wasn’t something he understood himself. “Why did you seek me out over everyone else here?”
She frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I mean I don’t care that you did. I’m just curious as to why.”
She looked him over before nodding. “I felt power from you. Something that could match me, if not surpass me. You’re a rare breed, and you didn’t shy away from me even though you knew who I was.” She tilted her gaze down his body. “You’re not bad on the eyes, either.”
He let out a huff of a laugh. “Not bad yourself.” He watched as she turned back around to shut off the water. Something in him took over his body, and before he could stop it he smacked her ass again, loving her shriek of a response.
“Oh I will get you for that.” She left the shower, reaching for a spare towel.
“I did say not bad, didn’t I?”
She stuck her tongue out at him and continued to towel off. They both jumped as a knock sounded on his door. He held a finger over his lips and wrapped a towel around his waist. “Wait here,” he muttered.
She nodded and allowed him to close the door behind him to keep her from sight. While the main door was still locked, he didn’t trust anyone in the domicile.
“What do you want?” he asked, feeling for whoever it was.
“Hey,” Salem said from the other side. “Hyouga just said that she got some intel from her informant. Have you seen Sha? And why do you have the door locked? You know no one is going to bother you anyway.”
He rolled his eyes. “You can tell me through the door.”
“I can always go get the skeleton key.”
“And I can run you through with my sword.” He opened the door anyway, making sure to keep his body in the doorway.
Salem saw the towel first. “Sorry to interrupt your shower.” He then saw the scars. “Holy hell, did you wrestle a cat or something?”
“Something like that.” He shifted uncomfortably. “What do you need to pass along? If I find her?”
“Well if you find her, since she couldn’t possibly be in here, let her know her squad is looking for her so we can get to detective duties.” He shrugged. “I’ll let them know she couldn’t be in here.”
“You’ll mention no such thing.”
“Oh so she is hiding in here?”
“Leave before I gut you where you stand.”
“Love you too, man.” He nodded towards the door leading to the bathroom. “Really though, nice."
“I’m closing the door.”
“Fine. We’ll see you both downstairs then.”
He closed the door on Salem and locked it again. He looked to the bathroom door as it creaked open. “So Salem knows.”
“Great. Then Hyouga will know. Then everyone will know.” She started collecting her clothes. “Not like they wouldn’t figure it out eventually.”
“None of their business. And we have swords.”
She smiled. “This is true.”
“On top of that, it’s not like we’re making a big deal out of it. It’s just sex.”
“Exactly.” She pulled her halter top back on. “Let them think it’s anything but that.” She looked around. “Where did you throw my shorts?”
“Oh… ah…” He looked around and found them across the room on his dresser. “Found them.”
“Great.” She caught them and took the panties out of them. “Look on the bright side. They think it’s anything more than sex, we can for sure give them an earful next time.”
He chuckled and retrieved his pants. “I can deal with that.”
She nodded and stood by the door. “I’ll head down first. I guess I’ll see you downstairs.”
He had expected it to feel awkward when they parted ways. Instead, he was surprised to feel better in many ways. His temper wasn’t as fueled, and he could string a few thoughts together now that weren’t sex. However, when he thought back, he couldn’t deny how natural it felt. When he came inside her, it was the first time he had felt helpless and in power at the same time. He knew that she felt good due to what he had done, and therein laid the power. However, she had made him feel as if he had surrendered to her, letting her see him when he was at his weakest.
He knew once was not going to be enough to get her out of his mind.
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