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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 woke naturally before the sun rose. An unusually loud crack of thunder accompanying the lightning outside snaked through his dreams. He slowly became more aware of bruises coating his body, followed by whisping hints of stings breaking through the aches. He was still surprised with how much she could actually endure, and give back just as much in return.
He had slipped out once they could bear no more and returned to his own bed only two hours prior. He had survived longer on less. Also, while the power flowing through his veins hadn’t changed in potency, it was more focused. She had been right. It had been something he had needed. He shifted out of bed and went into the bathroom to start a shower. While the water heated up, he looked over the new injuries. Fresh wounds overlapped the prior ones, making it look like he really did have a fight with a cat.
Or a sexually frustrated half dragon, in his case.
He flinched as he lowered his arm and it brushed his hip. His eyes instantly fell on a bite mark on the curve. “Damn…” He grinned, knowing she hadn’t gotten away without injuries. He knew there was one right on the swell of her breast that was probably going to ache for a few hours. He’d fought through worse pain.
What he found was he was able to think clearly again, something he hadn’t noticed was foggy until the water hit his skin. He rubbed at his eyes and kept them blocked from the warm stream. All urges were gone, and he had total focus of what he was supposed to do.
However, for afterward, he wasn’t sure. The demon world that Enki had put together praised domestication. His wife had been less fierce to him during his reign, and had helped in the plans to steady demon world while they had control over it.
He had survived for so long on his own, doing his own thing. He hunted his own food, built or found his own shelter, did what he had to do. He’d collect bounties here and there as well for a bit of coin, but not much was ever valuable to him. He didn’t see the point in a domestic life.
Luxuries like showers and beds and… warm sheets. And shelter. Security.
All of that was alien to him. The past few days had been so strange, adjusting to life in the domicile. Having everything already there on hand, or ready to prepare. Even with the eight of them staying in the home, it wasn’t so bad. Everyone mostly kept to themselves, or had found companionship to keep them busy.
Or extra focused, of course.
He turned off the water and stood there for a moment, his gaze caught on the divots in his hip. Other luxuries like women slaking his bloodlust; that was also something he was not used to. She had drive and fire. She made his blood burn both in and out of bed. He supposed it was just the excitement of the fling yet to wear off. He would be able to hold back in public without worries, but at night when the house stilled he’d be fucking her. He’d have her shoulders pinned to the bed, hand covering her mouth to muffle her screams. Her hips would be high on his, so high he’d only be able to roll his own against her. He’d move his hand just to hear her speaking in her rolling and hissing mesmerizing language. He wished he had made her say more. He became aware of his surroundings, feeling more sensitive and tense. He held himself in his hand, and had been winding himself up. He gave up and left the shower.
He wrapped his towel around his waist and looked at himself in the mirror, assessing the damage. She was more a claw person than teeth. He found more scratches than bites. He knew she’d be finding the opposite on her.
It would eventually sink in that it wasn’t meant to last. He knew they were using each other. Regardless, he’d enjoy it while he could. He couldn’t find a reason not to.

Sha woke up just before the sun rose. She stretched and groaned as sore muscles and various aches greeted her. She froze as she heard his door open and close, and heard him disappear down the hall towards the stairs. She sat on the edge of her bed, assessing the damage that she could see from what light peeked through the heavy curtains. One most prominent mark was a bite on the swell of her right breast. It was the one she felt the most, at least.
She felt a lot more at ease than she had. She didn’t want to snap over anything. She didn’t want to point her powers at the nearest living thing and tear it apart, or stab something through with her sword in frustration. Everything was now directed at the target of the mission. She wouldn’t say no if he continued to offer, of course, but she felt better than she had in a very long time.
Most males would back away when they learned her name. She had earned a reputation when looking for her team’s assassin. Just enough to keep her under the radar, but still be on it. So the males she could convince into bed usually were thrown out for being too cocky, or leaving the moment she let her bloodlust slip through. She wasn’t used to someone who could meet her drive. She wasn’t used to someone able to surpass it.
She stood and stretched. She let out reactive soft moans at small aches that littered her muscles. Where she used claws, he was all fang. And, as she noticed as she looked down at her chest to the prominent bruise, he was in it to leave a mark. She’d have to be cautious in her selection of gear that mission.
Just as she took in a deep breath to help her wake up, her door opened and closed just as quickly. Before she knew what was happening, she was being dragged back to her bed, forced to sit, and had a bowl of cereal thrust into her hands. She looked up to see three pairs of curious eyes staring back. All were the amber, hazel, and scarlet she knew well. “What?”
“We have time before we have to act like ruthless detectives again,” Sukuna said. “So we’re initiating a girls’ team meeting.”
“What for?”
“Fraternization.”
She blinked and shook her head. “Why am I on trial? Hyouga’s guilty of it, too.”
“Hyouga isn’t covered in bruises and cuts,” Hyouga answered. “And not guilty. We were going to but you two being down there killed it. What were you even doing back there?”
“Sparring, what else do you do on an arena floor?” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “No, don’t answer that.” She considered the cereal. “Why does it matter if I’m fraternizing? All three of you know how I’ve been getting in the field lately. If you think a demon’s sex drive is demanding, throw in a bit of ancient reptile. It’s not going to be pretty in the end.”
“Thought B.O.B. was helping,” Kitsu said. “That’s why I brought you to that store.”
“It’s not the same thing and you know it.” She finally started to consume the cereal before it grew soggy. “I’ve been more ruthless and I know I have. I’ve almost put your lives at risk as well due to some of my calls. What we’re doing is purely for focus.”
“Sha, we’re not saying it’s bad,” Hyouga said. “We’re just concerned that you two may go a bit too far with your rough play.” She nodded to Sha. “I mean, have you seen your throat?”
She frowned and swallowed her current bite. “No, actually.” She handed the bowl off and got up. A vanity mirror stood next to a dresser. Her jaw went a little slack as she touched tender flesh on the side of her neck, barely covered by her hair.
She remembered him sinking his teeth into her repetitively, instinctively incapacitating her. The pain would rush through her brain like endorphins, heightening her pleasure and making her scream against flesh or cloth to muffle the sound as he rode her.
“He likes his hickeys, doesn’t he?” Sukuna asked.
“Seems so.” Sha turned back to them. “We’re fine though. We’re in control.”
“You’ve seemed calmer.” Kitsu crossed her arms. “However, you have to remember we are still on mission. We don’t want to see you risking getting seriously hurt.”
“I’m fine. You haven’t even seen him yet.” Where she liked being bitten, he liked being scratched. His snarling and feral moans rang in her ears. She sighed and returned to her spot on the bed. “I appreciate the concern, but I know what I’m doing. I’d rather be in control on the field than snapping and leaving no survivors. I’d rather be fighting with you than on my own slicing through anything that approaches and leaving you to fend for yourselves.”
Bloodlust could be a deadly thing depending on who was experiencing it. All demons react differently, but it could usually be driven down through intense physical activity, such as fighting or sex. Some species had little reaction to it and could control themselves, while others would embrace it and lose themselves in it. Genetics and personality played a large part in it.
Kitsu broke the silence that fell over them. “So…” She met Sha’s eye and grinned. “How big is he?”
“Get out.”

Hiei had expected to be alone in the kitchen with how early it was. Instead, he was surprised to see Kurama and Salem at the table, sipping coffee and looking through the notes again. Kurama made sense. Salem didn’t.
Kurama gave him a greeting and he gave a rough hum in response.
“Actually bearing your scars today,” Salem observed as Hiei prepared a mug of coffee for himself. “Interesting.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Your cuts. There’s fresh ones over the ones that started fading.”
He knew Salem was aware he was playing a dangerous game. He was doing it to piss him off. It wasn’t going to work. If they wanted to pry, he’d give them what they wanted to shut them up and fuck off. “So she scratches. I bite. I don’t see the problem.” He wasn’t sure why he felt willing to hand over the information so flippantly. He just didn’t care. He turned and leaned on the counter, spreading his arms so they could see the cuts emerging from under his tank.
“You are keeping me away from dragons forever,” Salem said. “I mean, I know you don’t care about pain, so this is probably ecstasy for you, but… wow.”
He rolled his eyes and let his arms relax again. “I’ll take them as signs of a job well done.”
“Now now,” Kurama said, “Let’s be adults about this and move on.” He saw Hiei tilt his mug to him. He couldn’t help himself. “So are you a top or bottom?”
“I hate you, traitor.”
“Come on, man, answer the question.”
His growled as Yusuke came in to the kitchen as well. “I retract that. I hate you all.”
“Has to be a bottom with how defensive he’s getting,” Salem said as he tilted towards Kurama, shaking his head. “I mean, already looks like she kicked his ass.”
They knew just the right buttons to push. “Both.”
“Nice,” Yusuke said with a thumb’s up as he went to the coffee machine. “Gotta love a girl on top. Great view all around.”
He found himself remembering her leaning against his chest for balance, pressing her breasts together with her arms.
“Let’s you have a break as well,” Salem added. “If you let her take over for more than five minutes, anyway.”
“He probably doesn’t,” Yusuke said.
Hiei scoffed and shook his head. “Would it matter?”
“Well hell yeah it matters.” He held up his hands and made mock grabbing motions. “I mean, tits, man. Right there.” He frowned. “Unless you’re an ass guy. I don’t think I’ve ever figured that out.”
He leaned off from the counter. “If you must know, I do let her. And it is not like we’re making a big deal out of this. It’s sex. She’s using me and I’m using her in return. It’s easier.”
The aura in the kitchen changed slightly. “Wait, we thought…”
Salem nodded. “Yeah, we thought you two were into each other.”
He shook his head. “No. I’m attracted to her, yes, but only physically. The same goes for her about me.” He looked at them. “Have you never had a purely sexual relationship before?”
“Well… no, actually,” Salem said. “I mean I’ve hooked up, yeah, but not multiple times.” He set his coffee down. “It is because of the bloodlust?”
He sat at the table and nodded. “Any time I am put into forced celibacy or forced peace, it builds quicker than other demons in the barracks, I’ve noticed. So, when I was in forced celibacy, I’d take to beating up new recruits that stepped out of line as an excuse to burn off a bit of it. I started to only chip away at it lately as she grew more distant.”
“Was wondering why you put Mayah through the wall.”
“Mayah asked for it that time. He was being an idiot. But yes, things like that. And even when I wasn’t in celibacy, I still couldn’t work the bloodlust off as easily as I am now. It’s the added pain from fighting, both for real and for sex.”
“So you’re using each other to slake the bloodlust. Makes sense. Also makes sense in how you can be enjoying all those scratches.” He shrugged and sat back. “Whatever you need to do. Like Kurama said, we’re all adults here.”
“So what’s the deal with her tail?” Yusuke asked. “Is it sensitive or-?”
“I’m leaving.”
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