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Of Life and Love	By : LuciferDragon Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 2765 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Theme 27: Blood

Paring: Hiei x Sha

Time Setting: After “Bonds of Life”

Mating Rituals
Life has many rituals, many ending in sex. Lions courted their lionesses and humped away all day in hopes of getting her pregnant. Certain birds would put shiny things in their nests to attract a mate. With the Bird of Paradise males danced for the females. Whatever the case, the males always did something to attract the female. In demons, it wasn’t much different.
Oh sure, females could dress seductively for their males, but in the end, the men were the ones that needed to reel in their females every once in awhile. Demon rituals varied between breeds, and personalities. If one was pure of heart entirely, the mating would be easy-going and romantic when both partners where in the mood for loving. If one was of a darker heart, the mating would be rough and domineering.
One guess on which type the newlywed couple was.
They had sealed the bond on both ends, something unheard of and even unknown in that time period, while all their friends had their attentions elsewhere during their reception. From both intaking the other’s blood, they unlocked quite a few secrets from each other, as well as a heightened level of pleasure. While on their honeymoon in Vegas, courtesy of Koenma and her father, they wasted no time in indulging in the darker aspects of their mated life.
For now they were getting off the trolley in front of the Bellagio, with Sha almost tripping on her thin heels. “Tell me again why I decided to wear these blasted things?” she asked her husband as he held her steady by her bared shoulders.
“You females find it amusing to torment yourself by looking good.” He flashed a smile. “But it pays off well in the end.” He took in her dress, one she had received as a gift from Kitsu and Kurama. The black silk material was tied around her neck, and slopped down her back to meet just under her tail joint. Slits on both sides started from her mid-thighs and ended around her ankles, where she was tugging at the straps that held her heels on securely. A red dragon was faded into the silk and wrapped around her form, the head of it resting on her shoulders. “Think this was one of the top gifts we received.”
She scoffed and let her heel rest on the ground once more when she was sure she hadn’t twisted her ankle. “You clean up rather well yourself,” she said, nodding to the pinstripe button down shirt he had on, tucked into a pair of dress slacks that he had held up by one of his four belts. Yusuke had given him this one, though he swore Keiko was the one to pick it out. Sha looked out over the expanse of water, seeing people lining up. “Wonder what’s got their attention?”
“No idea. So where is this place that your father said he had covered for us?”
She giggled. “A Paris, mon amour.” She nodded to the other side of the strip. “We dine in Paris.”
He stared for a second. “If you wanted to do Paris instead of Vegas, there’s a portal to there in Gandara we could’ve taken.”
She couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh I know, but this is much more fun.”
“And probably just as expensive. Are you sure he said he already had it covered?”
“Don’t worry about it. He’s a Lord; he can afford it.” She wrapped her arms around his left one and led him across the street. “If he said he has this, then he does.”
They took in the sights of the hotel for awhile, walking along the roads of a recreated Le Boulevard. Once in awhile Sha would point out some things in the shops, but other times they were just as content people-watching.
She nodded towards an elderly human couple, both dressed in floral pattern shirts, brightly colored shorts, and sandals with socks. “A human couple from Florida, no doubt.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Oh, I forgot your detective group didn’t get to travel much. You see that style a lot with tourists from there, or even around there.” She watched as the couple held hands as they went into the casino area. “At least they have something going for them.”
He looked around as well. “What was that game you and your friends played when you went out for the day?”
“Gay, straight, or related?”
“That’s the one. What do you think about those two?”
She followed his gaze to two men leaving a set of elevators, both looking like they were trying far too hard to find women. “Straight, though possibly borderline gay if they can’t find women tonight. What do you think?”
“Related. Brothers trying to have a good time.”
“It’s possible.” She glanced at a clock over by the elevators. “Should we head up?”
“If you’re done looking.”

They took the elevator to the 11^th floor, all the way up to the Eiffel Tower Restaurant.
“Do you have a reservation?” the greeter asked, obviously flushed from being busy that night.
“Um, sort of. We were told a Haraguroi Fanelia called in to cover for our bill. He’s my father,” she added in to halt any suspicions of foul play.
“Let me just check our records, Ma’am.” She rustled through a few papers, finding the listings for that night. “You’re all taken care of. We have record of where to bill whatever you order. No limit has been placed, but a special request on your seating has been made.”
Sha rubbed at her arm nervously. “Knew he’d do that. No dumb private booths or rooms, I hope.”
The greeter smiled. “No, but one that has a very unique view.” She led them to a table right alongside the glass wall, giving them a view of the strip below, and the Bellagio lake across the street. “You’ll see what he wanted you to see soon enough, I suspect.” She bade them good night and returned to her podium.
“Well I can see all the lights of the city, but what’s special about this spot?” she questioned while her husband looked at the menu that was on the table already.
He almost choked on the water that was in their wine glasses. “Sha, this food costs the same as three of my swords, and for one person alone. What in the hell is he thinking?”
She bit her lip and sipped on the water. “He wants us to have a good time.”
“I could have a good time at the nearest dive as well.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “The man’s already paid for everything for the wedding, and now this?”
“It’s something he’s been putting money aside for, for a very… very long time now.” She picked up her own menu, but hissed in surprise. “Damn stupid paper cuts!”
“But they’re laminated.”
“Fine, laminate-cuts.” She looked at him curiously as he shut his eyes tightly and took a shaky breath. “What’s wrong?”
“The scent of it. It’s never bothered me this much before.”
“Bothered how? You’re a killer; the sight and scent of blood shouldn’t make you queasy.”
“It’s not making me sick. The opposite, actually. It’s probably making me react more now since we did the Life Bond only yesterday.”
“Oh. Yeah, that would make sense.” She sucked on the cut, making it seal up with her energy. While humans wouldn’t see anything abnormal on her, obviously since she would’ve already made a commotion with her tail, they would notice that the blood wasn’t exactly the right shade of red.
He bit back a groan at the sight. “That’s not helping at all.”
“Deal with it, it’s almost closed. Tiny little thing.”

The rest of the night went smoothly and without any more bloody incidents. It wasn’t until twenty or so minutes after that, when Sha saw exactly why her father wanted them to sit where they were.
“Are you serious?” she said, staring across the street. The water show had started in the Bellagio’s lake, giving them a sight they had never seen before. “It’s beautiful…”
“It is, but it doesn’t quite compare…”
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, but took a double take when she saw he wasn’t looking at the water. “Don’t tell me I’m bleeding again.”
“Not just yet.”
Their waiter came and took up their empty plates. “Is there anything else I can get you this evening?”
“We’re all right,” Hiei answered. “Anything else we’ll be needing will be acquired elsewhere.”
She looked at him curiously before it sunk in. “Oh, right. Yes, we’ll be taking our leave. Thank you for a wonderful meal.” She didn’t get to say much more as she was ushered out by her increasingly impatient mate. “So what exactly do you have in mind?”
“Your little paper cut has had me thinking about what other effects our blood will do to each other. Can’t very well see the results in a place like that.”
“Seems to me like it’s already having some sort of effect.”
“It is. Because of it, don’t expect me to go easy on you.”
She smiled. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

The latch of their room clicked open and they fumbled through it, laughing as Sha almost tripped over the threshold.
“I believe that’s why you’re supposed to carry me over the thing,” she said behind her giggles. “You want me to kill myself in these things?”
He flashed a grin, showing that he had allowed his fangs to sharpen and elongate, only meaning one thing. “No, but I’d like for you to leave those on.”
She smiled right back and started plucking open the buttons on his pinstripe button-down shirt. “I see. So it’s to be like the first time we ever did anything.”
“And the few times after.” He didn’t let her finish with all the buttons before he lightly grabbed her throat in a teasing chokehold and pushed her roughly against the door. “You’ve been exceedingly naughty tonight. You knew that dress would have an effect on me, and so wore it in public for other men to see. You’ve made me both horny and jealous, and you know what that means.”
She did in fact know, since she had seen him get like this once before. She didn’t fight back as he released his hold on her throat and used the same hand to pin both of her wrists over her head. “You were making women stare as well,” she hissed when he was an inch from her lips. “So you’re not the only one who’s frustrated.”
He tightened his grip, still hovering over her lips. “I’m well aware, but I’m not in the mood to hear it.” He finally closed the distance, physically feeling her melt. He pulled back just so say, “I’m in the mood to hear you scream my name over and over.” He nuzzled her neck, putting a teasing lick to her mark. “I want to see if I can make you curse in your native tongue again.”
“Why, ah, why would you want that? You won’t understand me.”
“Not your words, but I’ll understand your body’s reactions better.” He grinned as his bride flushed. “But first I’m going to tease you within the inch of your sanity for making my body react like this.”
She arched a brow. “How exactly did I make it react?”
He released one of her wrists and laid it over the hard bulge in his dress slacks. “You’ve made it extremely hard to focus all night. So now you’ll pay for it, my little dragon.” He hiked her leg up out of a side slit and put it against his hip, pressing up against her and claiming her mouth once more.
She put a wandering hand into the shirt she had started to undo, feeling for the mark she had placed upon him just yesterday. It would always remain sensitive to her touch, and to her fangs, never to anyone or anything else’s. She ran her fingers around the puncture wounds, feeling him shiver as if a chill had gone down his spine.
He took the free hand and pinned it once more. “You’re not the dominant one, Love,” he growled. “You’re not calling the shots tonight.” He reached behind her and untied the back of the dress, letting it slip down her figure and reveal she only wore sheer panties beneath it. His breath hitched in his throat but he quickly regained his composure. He picked her up and, once close enough to do so without hurting her, dropped her on the bed. “I’ll have to thank your father for hooking us up with a room that has a barred headboard.”
“Why is that?”
“You’re to hold on to those bars until I say so. If you don’t, I’ll use the cuffs we brought to keep you there.” He waited until she did as told, before piercing the skin on her upper thigh with a sharpened nail, drawing her blood to the surface.
“W-wait. We can’t do that!”
He arched a brow. “Talking back isn’t going to help you.”
“No, that’s not what I mean. I mean we can’t let me lose too much blood.” She bit her lip. “You should remember why.”
He drew a blank for a second before remembering the news she had told him just yesterday when they formed their bond. “That’s right. The forming child.” His eyes softened for a second. “I’ll go easier if you want.”
She shook her head. “Not at all. Just don’t drain too much, all right?”
He nodded and dipped his head down to taste the drawn blood, feeling the effects almost instantly. His mind went fuzzy, and the only thing he wanted was to enter her over and over again. But there were other matters to attend to before then. He pulled down the panties until they were off completely, leaving her bared for him. He broke his dominant act for just a moment, gazing up at her and taking in the sight of her body. “You’re so beautiful… Why did you choose me?”
She looked at him curiously. “Something about you wouldn’t let me leave you even if I wanted to. I ask you the same question, though. I’m not beautiful, as compared to many of the females we’ve met. I’m powerless in many situations… and I’m tiny.”
He let a laugh escape his nose. “Vertically challenged, not tiny. And you’re the right size for me. As for why I chose you,” he paused, trying to think of how to put it into words. “You didn’t run away the first chance you got. You stayed to see who I really was behind all the crap I had put up around me. After having no one bother to do that all my life, I wasn’t willing to let you go.” He ran his sharp nails lightly over her thighs, stopping when they both met at her core. “Now don’t let go.”
Her grip tightened for a second as he started moving his fingers gently against her, almost jumping out of the way. She hid her gaze in the crook of her arm, absorbing each little flick or stroke he did. In doing so, she didn’t see him dip down and lick her thigh before biting down on it and drawing more blood from her. Her moans escalated and he moved faster, using his weak link to her to move in just the way she wanted. With one last stroke he pushed her over the edge, refusing to stop his movements even when she begged him to stop. He ended up making her come twice more before he let her calm down once more.
“Well now, I see why you’ve had me stop each time in the past,” he said, licking his finger clean of her juices as he watched her calm down. “You can let go of the bars now, by the way.”
She unclenched her fists from around the bars, feeling her hands start to shake. “Never knew how loud I’d actually be from that, and had no desire to have a neighbor bang on the door in the middle of it to shut us up.”
He knelt back and finally took his shoes and the rest of his shirt off, tossing them to the side. “We’re still far from done. It’s my turn now.”
She arched a brow as she sat up on her knees. “What, your turn to be the submissive?”
He snorted. “Hardly. I undressed and pleased you, now it’s time to return that favor.”
She smirked. “Anything my master requests.” She had been getting better with unbuckling his belts. It was always good practice since he insisted on wearing four most of the time. She still never figured out why, mostly because she hadn’t cared enough to ask. She didn’t take his pants completely off though; instead she only unzipped them and pulled him out, hearing him hiss in pleasure at the contact. Her blood in his system had him on a sort of high already, making him more responsive than normal. Well this should be fun to try out… She tucked her hair behind her ear and dipped her head down to place a soft lick to his head, making him suck in a sharp breath.
“Shit, didn’t realize how sensitive that bit of your blood would make me.”
She furrowed her brow. “Why? Do you want me to stop?”
“No!” He bit down on a groan as she continued to look at him curiously. He took a steadying breath. “No, the opposite. Keep going.”
With a nod she kept up her actions, taking as much as she could of him into her mouth before it became uncomfortable. Once he was coated, she pulled back out, wrapped a firm hand around his shaft and twisted it as she pumped. Her head bobbed with each twist. She knew she’d never get him to make the sounds she did, but she was satisfied to hear a few low moans and hisses as he got closer to his release. She moved her mouth only to place a bite on his hip, feeling the blood well up under her fangs. Immediately he let out a louder moan and released. “I could get used to this…” she muttered after licking up the small amount that had come to the surface.
“Mm, and we didn’t even use the main source. Get on your knees for me.” He watched with growing fascination as she did, though her tail remained in the way of the rest of his view. He knelt up behind her and held it out of the way, allowing him to slide into her opening slowly. He stopped each time he heard a cry of pain. “This is supposed to be fun. If I’m hurting you at all—“
“No, no. It’s fine. Ah, I’ll get used to it.”
He frowned and broke his act once again by leaning against her form and gently nuzzling her neck. “Really, if it hurts, I’ll stop and we’ll do this another way. Being the dominate is the main job of the male, but I refuse to hurt you, especially like this.”
She smiled and tilted her head to rest against his. “I’ll be fine. Worst case scenario is I’ll be torn for a day or so. Won’t be the first time with you. You’re just a bit wider than what I can take at once.”
“I’ll go slow—“
“You’re breaking your act.” She laughed a bit. “Honestly, it’s fine. I’ll heal. Be as rough as you want. Safety word is apples.”
“Ah, I see, in case you start saying no but really mean yes.” He shifted his hips, his pants sliding a bit further down, and slammed back in, making her choke on whatever she was going to say next. “Well then, let’s see if I can get you to beg me to stop.” He moved a bit and sank his fangs in the mark he’d left on her neck the night prior, and instantly felt a change in the both of them. Her walls tightened around him as she nearly collapsed from the intensified pleasure, and his pleasure doubled from taking in her blood from that source. “Son of a bitch… that means every time we do this, it’ll be like our mating haze was.”
“St— Oh, don’t stop!”
He almost did for a second , taken aback by her words, but instead he grinned and pushed in with more force. “As you wish.” In no time he had her cursing and screaming in her native tongue as she came over and over again. He couldn’t take her tightening around him again, not to mention the depth he was thrusting by now. “Gods— I’m coming…”
“Inside, do it inside!”
He didn’t question her request as he spilled inside her, giving a twitch or two before stopping his movements and leaning over her form, holding himself up. “There is no way that is going to get old.”
Unable to hold her form up any longer, she collapsed onto her stomach. “Apples… apples, seriously. Time out.”
“Yeah, I can abide to that request. Caught me off guard.” He sat back and noticed a tiny spec of blood on himself. “Think I cut you in a place I didn’t mean to.”
“It’s all right. I’ll heal. Come lay with me for a bit.”
He nodded, taking off his pants the rest of the way as he curled up under the sheets with her. “Sorry if that was too much.”
“Not at all. I had heard rumors that blood sex was like that, but… rumors don’t even compare to the real thing.”
He laughed into her hair. “True. Though what rumors have you heard about it?”
“Well that it makes you incredibly sensitive. Sometimes submissive, sometimes dominant. And that your mind goes all fuzzy.” She yawned. “And that it drains you of energy afterward. Hope you don’t mind if I pass out for a bit.”
“Not at all.” He licked the outer shell of her small, pointed ear before whispering, “I won’t be the one telling all your friends that I made you pass out from pleasure.” He flinched as her tail snapped against his leg.
“You can’t tell me you’re not exhausted.”
“Normally I wouldn’t be. But add on getting here through a few portals, you dragging me all over the place to see some blasted candy store—“
She sat up at that. “Not just any candy store, but the M&Ms factory, and I didn’t drag you; you were more than willing to follow me.”
“Due to the fact you were attracting the stares of quite a few men in the vicinity.”
She sighed and laid back down. “Well we have a few more days here; I’m sure you caught sight something you’d like to see.”
“Of course. Though for that sight we don’t even have to leave the room.” He heard her start to protest and so cut her off. “Not just the sight of your body. Look at what view we have, or were you so intent on having me naked in your bed that you didn’t notice?”
She flushed but didn’t argue while she propped herself up and looked out the window of their room, taking in the sight of the sparkling city below. “I had noticed but didn’t really think about it. Papa probably wanted to give us the best we could get.” She rolled her eyes. “Probably to make sure we mated like lions.”
Hiei snorted and pulled her back down, making her face him. “We’ve already given him his wish. It’ll just be six more months for him to see it physically.”
“Well three, technically. Bulging bellies kinda give it away.” She looked down with a sudden sad gaze. “You won’t love me any less with a fat stomach, will you?”
He arched a brow. “Why would I? The reason it will grow will be partly my doing as well. So no, it won’t be any less.”
Sha smiled and curled up closer. “That’s a relief.”
The two fell into silence, each not wanting to let go as the other drifted off to sleep.
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