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Flirting With Danger	By : vampmistress76 Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 6635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Flirting With Danger

- Chapter 3 -
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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With that goal in mind, Kurama slowly slid away from Keiko and off of the bed, allowing Karasu to take his place. And even as he began to methodically remove his own garments, Kurama kept his eye on them, not willing to give Karasu the opportunity to hurt Keiko, even though for some reason he believed the other demon truly meant her no harm, as unlikely as it sounded.

Kurama slid his hands across his shoulders, gathering the light white tunic and brushing it over his shoulders, allowing the material to pool at his elbows. He slipped it off, one arm at a time, letting it gather about his waist. He slipped the sash at the back, his eyes trained upon the curve of Karasu's shoulder where his hair pooled off and down onto the bedding beside Keiko.

The girl's slim arms had curled up around Karasu's neck, fingers running through the strands of his hair.

Absently, he pushed the material down, watching all the while as Keiko turned, pulling Karasu's hair aside, gathering and pulling it away from the crow's neck in order for her lush lips to trail along the expanse of his flesh. Kurama heard the low groan that Karasu uttered and swiftly removed his remaining garments before rejoining them both on the bed. Karasu sensed as well as felt Kurama's form settle onto the mattress beside them and quickly disengaged himself from Keiko in order to roll to his side beside her. Kurama then took the opportunity to retake his position above the flushed and panting Keiko. Wrapping her in his arms, the silver kitsune then rolled on the opposite side of Karasu, bringing Keiko with him as he went.

Keiko curled forward into Kurama's arms while Karasu slid up behind her. She felt a pair of dangerously elegant hands slide to her hips and then lower, moving around the front curve of her thigh and down between her legs.

She gasped and arched back automatically as the sparks of pleasure once again ignited within her throbbing sex. She shuddered when the action brought the curve of her backside into intimate contact with the throbbing hardness of Karasu's arousal. Once more, a slender finger slipped between her folds and proceeded to stroke her while Kurama leaned in to suckle a breast. One of the fair haired youkai's clawed hands grasped her top leg firmly and drew it to rest atop his hip, opening her up further to Karasu's erotic torment.

Somehow, Keiko managed to gather her wits together and before Kurama knew her intent, her delicate fingers were wrapping around his pulsating member, palming him surely as she began a rhythmic pumping motion.

With her other hand Keiko reached behind her, sliding her hand downward, searching. Karasu smirked knowingly as he took the wayward hand and guided it to his length. He grunted approvingly when she squeezed him gently before beginning to awkwardly stroke him. The knowledge of her bold actions� that she had dared do such a thing� caused her to moan as she stroked them both, one in each hand. Her moan was cut short however, when Karasu leaned forward, cupping her chin and turning her head to press their lips together, his tongue spearing through her soft lips.

She welcomed the probing intrusion, meeting the plundering thrusts with eager ones of her own. She could feel Kurama's hand that had been resting on her hip slide up to cup one of her breasts as his heated breath teased the taunt nipple. It wasn't long before the moist warmth of his mouth closed around the tender bud and began suckling it in between nipping bites.

She fell into the sea of pleasure that she was willingly drowning in until she felt Karasu remove his fingers from her folds. The slick digits moved back along the cleft of her rear, searching out her other fissure before slowly working one of them inside. She gasped in surprise at the invasion but her attention was diverted briefly as Kurama's teeth nipped a little too hard, causing her to yelp in pain.

Karasu took the opportunity the distraction provided him and worked his finger deeper into Keiko's body, relishing his success even as the inner ring of muscles resisted mightily.

Keiko's eyes clenched shut along with her teeth as the discomfort of the invasion washed over her. Kurama felt the tenseness of her body and relinquished his hold on her breast, his amber eyes raising up to take in the pained expression on her face. Leaning in slightly, Kurama glanced down over Keiko's shoulder and taking notice of what it was Karasu was doing to his little human.

'Ah,' The kitsune mused, now knowing what caused Keiko's distress. 'I see now.'

Kurama brought his chin to rest on Keiko's shoulder so that his lips were near her ear. His tongue slid from his mouth, laving the sensitive shell a moment before withdrawing in order for him to whisper assurance to her.

"Relax, koi, it will only hurt for a moment and the less you tense, the less it will pain you. Believe me," he crooned, nuzzling her neck tenderly when she issued a whimper as Karasu slipped his finger a fraction deeper.

But still, no matter what Kurama said, Keiko could not make herself relax enough to ease the pain. The kitsune realized this and with a soft sigh proceeded to make his way down the front of Keiko's body, his lips trailing down from her shoulder to the valley of her breasts. Downward, across the taut stomach, before delving into the dewy curls that hid the treasure just beyond his gaze. He felt her relax as his tongue worked where Karasu's fingers had only recently been.

Judging by how wet she was, he shouldn't need any additional lubrication, but he wasn't entirely certain. What he did know was that part of Karasu liked to cause pain and Keiko was not completely comfortable.

'This might cure her of her urge to pursue danger, however.' he thought.

The only thing that worried the kitsune was whether this little experiment of hers would also cause her to avoid him. He didn't intend to let that happen and so tried to get Keiko to relax into Karasu's touch and enjoy the flavor that exploded on his tongue.

She shifted when she felt another finger probing her and gasped, drawing herself closer to Kurama as she felt it begin to push against her. Kurama's tongue flicked against her and she eased slightly as the finger breached and gradually began to move deeper. She arched as suddenly both fingers pulled back and then advanced once more, stretching her anal walls with the steady intrusion before repeating the motion once again. Soon, Karasu's fingers weren't quite as invasive as they slowly began to move together in an in and out rhythm.

As Karasu continued to stretch and prepare her for what would soon be coming, Keiko had begun to pick up the rhythm as her hips began to rock back and forth, synchronizing themselves with the thrusting of Karasu's fingers and the probing of Kurama's talented tongue.

At the point when her moans reached a high pitch, Kurama drew back and slid himself up the bed. Karasu caught Kurama's eye, the violet orbs glittering mischievously as he slowly withdrew his fingers. Grasping Keiko's hips, he slowly drew her up, pressing kisses to her shoulderblades as he did so, urging Keiko to lean over Kurama, and in turn, forcing the kitsune onto his back. Reaching forward, Kurama guided Keiko over his lap. She moved slowly, as though feeling awkward.

Kurama shifted, guiding a hand around his shaft as Keiko hovered on her knees above him. Karasu lowered her slowly, just enough to touch the tip of his sex to her moist lips. He swirled it against her wetness and her head dropped back, a low moan escaping her lips. Taking her own hand, Keiko covered Kurama's and guided herself down, pressing the blunt head against her narrow opening, lowering herself upon it slowly. Kurama growled lowly as he watched her fill herself with him.

Karasu did not wait long. Once Keiko had impaled herself fully upon Kurama's throbbing shaft, the crow pressed her forward until her chest was flush against the kitsune's so that he himself could slip into her rear entrance. Keiko groaned in slight protest as she felt herself being stretched to her limits, but oddly the pain wasn't anywhere near as it could have been.

Kurama heard Keiko's groan and looked up into her beautiful face. He could see the crow's form leaning over her from behind and that his hair tumbled down over her shoulders and onto the bed like a midnight curtain, obscuring the outside world. It was when his eyes locked with the obsidian orbs of the crow that Kurama began to understand the motive behind all this. All of this to place, or at least allude to place, a momentary claim on the brunette and indirectly, on him. A dominance game involving them would almost be enjoyable, Kurama thought, if it weren't for the crow's twisted mind.

Kurama could feel himself almost shudder and knew that Karasu was getting off on, not just the act, but the emotions. It bothered him in some indistinct way that he could not name, but still, he did not protest. After all, it was not him that Karasu possessed. It was only the illusion of possession and the fox knew that the crow had no power over him. Not anymore. In any way, shape or form. Kurama continued to focus on Keiko's lovely countenance, even if it was caught between pleasure and pain with the former winning the battle.

Kurama drew his hips back as Karasu pushed in and slowly they began to alternately slide inside her one in, one out. Her hands fisted in the sheets, her mouth open against Kurama's chest, Keiko gasped. She moaned, flicking her tongue against Kurama's chest, relishing the taste of him in her mouth. Some unknown instinct prompted her to bite down lightly on the hardened nub causing Kurama to groan, his eyes fluttering closed at the overwhelming pleasure her attentions were instilling in him. This momentary distraction was just the opportunity Karasu had been waiting for.

Before Kurama could recover from the effects of Keiko's love nip and reopen his eyes, the crow bent down over the back of the female beneath him and bit into the skin at the nape of her neck. All of the compiled sensations washing over Keiko left her oblivious to the stinging pain as she continued to moan while continuing her own sampling of Kurama's flesh. By the time that Kurama had managed to urge his eyes to open again, Karasu had withdrawn his fangs, leaving only the smallest of claiming marks on the young ningen.

As their tempo steadily built, Keiko could feel her orgasm coming on strong. She screamed when it hit, her body trembling uncontrollably as she lay pinned between her two demon lovers. Her outburst was followed by corresponding moans of fulfillment from both Youko and Karasu as they climaxed at nearly the same time, each emptying their seed into her welcoming body. As Youko's moan died down into a low growl, the fox buried his lengthened canines into the soft tissue of Keiko's shoulder, marking her. The threesome lay still for some time, Keiko panting from exertion as the two demons cuddled into her from both sides. Eventually her breathing evened out as exhaustion finally overtook her and she drifted to sleep, unaware of the pair of golden eyes that were locked with obsidian ones above her head.

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TBC�
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