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Flirting With Danger	By : vampmistress76 Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 6635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuYu Hakusho, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's Note: Okay, before you all read, know this! This isn't completed yet. I have split it in two because it's still not finished yet and I am getting a bit scared that Karasu is going WAAAY OOC. Please read this and tell me what you all think. If you all think he is then I'll more than likely take this down and either rewrite it, or simply just not finish it because I hate when characters go OOC in my fics.

Just leave a review and let me know if he is, and if so, what needs to be done to "fix" him. Otherwise, just leave an ordinary review and hopefully I'll be able to finish this sucker off before the end of the week. So, review, but please, be gentle.
Rose-chan

- Part 2 -
"So nice of you to invite us in, sweet Keiko."
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The seductive tone was enough to snap her mind out of its shocked state, allowing her body to take stock of the form pressing into her back, trapping her.

Hard, sinewy muscle. A much taller body than the normal red head's 5' 11" frame. And there, just at the edge of her vision, wisps of silvery strands brushed the floor, a stark contrast against the dark carpet.

"Y-... You-ko..." She whispered beneath her breath. 'Then... where is Karasu?'
She didn't have to wait to find out. His voice came clear across to her from nearby. She gasped softly as Youko moved, lifting her up.

"Don't be selfish, Kurama..." Karasu admonished, and she lifted her head and saw him approaching.

The gentle grip Youko had on her turned restrictive and she suddenly found her hands bound behind her back.

Karasu appeared in front of her, his eyes glinting. He brought his hands up and traced her collar gently, just edging his fingernails against the fabric.

She gasped.

"Open it," Youko ordered, his voice steely.

Karasu licked his teeth, making direct eye contact with Keiko as he slipped his fingers against her blouse and yanked it open with one firm jerk of his hands.

She whimpered, the feel of soft but sturdy hands cupping her breasts through the fabric of her bra. From behind, a thick hardness prodded her back teasingly, causing her to close her eyes against the heat rising within her. They snapped open an instant later when, with a single slice of his claw, Karasu had rended the scrap of lace that bound her breasts in half.
A rumbling growl caused the chest she was pressed against to vibrate against her back even as elegant hands once more cupped her breasts, this time, flesh on flesh. Agile fingers tweaked her nipples causing her to arch instinctively.
"Please!" Keiko cried out, not really knowing what the plea was for. For them to release her? To stop their actions? Or... was it for something else entirely?

Her fear had not faded, but now it felt so intertwined with a building sense of want that she didn't think she could escape it. Her body was hot and flushed and the feel of Youko behind her made her squirm.

She was their captive.

Captive.

Such a simple word and yet it caused a deep, pleasurable clench inside of her and she trembled as Karasu dropped to his knees, his mouth moving along her skin. His tongue flicked at a taut nub as Youko's hands squeezed the plaint mounds together in offering. Her breath impossibly quickened as Youko leaned down to nip at the shell of her ear, the now silver strands of his hair falling forward to tickle her shoulder in the most erotic way as he kissed along her neck, the combined sensations thoroughly distracting her.

She yelped, body jumping as Karasu's teeth snapped against her nipple, his mouth closing over the sensitive tip and sucking, soothing the bite. Keiko almost bucked against them, caught between a need to escape and a desire to beg for more. Why were they doing this? What had triggered this sudden treaty between two such intense rivals? Had her uncharacteristic penchant to flirt with danger caused this entire thing?
Youko lifted his head and Karasu seemed to do the same. She glanced between them, meeting eerily dangerous smiles.
"Sweet, Keiko," Youko's deep, silken voice, made even deeper now that he was in his youkai form, spoke close to her ear. "Who are we to neglect the woman who has sought out beings like us? You crave the element of danger we emanate and to you, we are the ultimate challenge." He inhaled sharply and then chuckled darkly before adding, "I can smell your fear, but it seems to be driving your arousal even higher."
Keiko's gaze turned slowly from the silver haired kitsune to the dark haired crow youkai still kneeling before her. Karasu's tongue shot out from between his lips as he licked them. She trembled faintly as his eyes flickered over her, tracing the wet spots on her breasts before looking back up to her face. "A good youkai never ignores a quivering prey..." He dipped his head again, lapping his tongue along her collar bone.

Keiko's eyes fluttered closed as both demons resumed their ministrations. Youko's hands began to wander in a southern direction, pausing only momentarily in order to use a sharp claw to shred her short skirt, revealing the scrap of black lace beneath.
The sinister smirk that materialized on Youko's lips was hidden by the auburn curtain of Keiko's hair. He leaned down once more, his free hand moving the waves of silken curls so that his tongue was free to dart out and trace the inner shell of her ear before whispering huskily into it. "Ah, Koibito, it is so nice of you to tempt us with this bit of lace," He paused to nibble at the sensitive lobe even as he fingered the damp cloth gingerly. "However�" Keiko gasped as with a slight jerk Youko's claws ripped the last remaining barrier to her womanhood away. "�it is not needed. Does it arouse you further to know that we can smell your scent? That we desire you even as you fear us?"
Was she supposed to answer that? Keiko wasn't sure. She held her breath as Youko's fingers trailed along her body. She could feel the ridges of his nails against her skin as they slid lower before dipping between her legs. She gasped at the sensation but her eyes widened even more so when she felt another hand slip between her spread legs as well. Glancing down, Keiko noticed that Karasu had leaned back a bit and that one of his hands had slithered down to join Kurama's at the apex of her thighs.
She stared down at him as their fingers mingled between her thighs, gasping and moaning in pleasure. But Karasu wasn't looking at her or his and Youko's entwined fingers, he was staring up at the youkai fox behind her, the one she leaned against. She moaned breathlessly at the look on his face, and at the sensation as a finger slipped inside her.
Her breath hitched as another pressed against the first and then, it too, slid within her. She glanced at their hands, Karasu's wrapped around Youko's. She gasped when a sharp, deadly growl erupted near her ear and the chest supporting her back began to vibrate with the rumbling sound. She watched as Karasu's expression became one of amusement and she could only guess that Youko was not open to advances from the dark haired youkai. She was thoroughly distracted from that thought however as her back arched slightly as she their hands began to move in sync, fingers sliding in and then out again.

Unbidden, Keiko's mind recalled the match during the Dark Tournament which pitted the dark haired youkai now kneeling before her against the silver haired devil bracing her from behind. She'd heard tales of Karasu's obsession with Kurama and comments that had been made during the fight. It made her wonder if she was merely some kind of pawn in a much bigger game. Perhaps not, after having witnessed Youko's response to the blatant move Karasu had initiated. Somehow, that knowledge made her feel somewhat� disappointed.
If that was the case, was it a bad thing?

Did she care?
She didn't know the answer to either question. All she did know was that although Karasu's gaze remained steadily focused upon Youko, both demons manipulative hands were fully upon her. She moaned when a particularly deep, plundering thrust had her arching away from Youko's body and into Karasu's kneeling one.
She heard a low growl of laughter that sounded like a coiling sound of amusement rather than the high pitch of mockery. She was unable to tell who it had come from with her head in such disarray. Youko pressed his mouth against her cheek, pressing kisses down along her jaw. She felt his lips curve into a smile against her skin.

"Want more?" Youko's silky voice asked.

She cried out as someone's hand shifted, a finger pressed up and against the bundle of nerves between her folds. She climaxed almost immediately when nimble fingers caught that tiny bundle of nerves and pinched with just the right amount of pressure to send her shuddering into orgasm.

Collapsing between the two demons as the torturing fingers withdrew from her dripping sex. Keiko only remained upright due to their bodies pressing in on her from both behind and in front. Her breasts were literally mashed flat against Youko's firm chest and she could feel the rise and fall of Karasu's with each breath he drew against her back.
She finally regained control of her breathing only to lose it again when Karasu nipped her sensitive earlobe as he drew his face alongside of hers.
"What do you think, Keiko? Do you want to feel us inside you?" Karasu's dark voice asked as he proceeded to nibble down the side of her throat. Youko looked on in expectation of her response.
"H-h-hai." She managed to gasp out as Karasu grazed his sharp incisors along the curve of her shoulder.

Unnoticed by Keiko, who at this point was too aroused to notice much of anything past the pleasure she was being dealt, Youko shot Karasu a meaningful glance. Nodding briefly in the direction of the stairs, Youko indicated his intentions clearly.
Upstairs.
Bed.

Now.
The devilish glint returned to Karasu's eyes and he winked suggestively at the kitsune--who pretty much disregarded the flirty gesture-before moving completely away from Keiko to give Youko room for what he did next.
Keiko was barely aware that the hands had stopped their exploration of her body and had just begun to open her eyes when she was spun around in the fox's arms before quickly being picked up in a bridal fashion.
"I believe a more suitable location is required before we proceed any further, wouldn't you say, sweet Keiko?" Karasu's silky voice drifted to her from somewhere behind the kitsune as Youko began to make his way up the stairs before Keiko could even think to speak.

Once upstairs, Kurama laid a sweetly relaxed Keiko back onto the expansive bed. Karasu followed, closing the door with a quiet -click-. Kurama knelt, crawling over the girl, pressing his mouth to hers while Karasu brought his hands up to slowly unbutton his jacket. The wide red lapels were bright and he noted the girl had turned her head and was watching as Kurama pressed kisses against her neck.

He slipped the buttons through the holes and allowed the garment gape open, exposing his lean, pale chest. Her eyes searched him, a moan slipping her lips as Kurama dropped his head to lave an exposed nipple.

Once he'd finished unbuttoning his garment, Karasu slipped it from his shoulders, allowing the black cloth to flutter into a shadowy pool at his feet. His long, onyx hair swayed around his body, displaying the sinewy muscles that worked beneath the ivory skin as he stealthily made his way toward the bed and its occupants. He paused, hands sweeping down his body to the waist in order to release the fastenings of his pants before allowing those too to drop to the floor. A pleased grin spread across his face when Keiko's eyes grew wider and her breathing began coming in even harsher pants when she realized he wore no underwear of any kind.

Her reaction drew Youko from his task of relishing her tender flesh and he turned his amber gaze toward Karasu, only momentarily allowing himself to appreciate the other youkai's slender body. It was damn near perfection, he had to admit. Too bad the crow's devious personality ruined it in the long run. Youko could feel the anticipation flowing off of his little human and the thought of sharing Keiko with such a treacherous being did not totally please him and for a split second, the kitsune considered doing away with the crow, but� when he looked back upon Keiko and saw the desire building more intensely in her eyes as she stared at Karasu�

Deep inside, Kurama knew that if he did not allow this to happen. If he did not allow Keiko to purge herself of her desire for dangerous things� then he would never truly have her.

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TBC�
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