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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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Chapter List
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Theme 3: Soft

Pairing: Sha x Hiei

Time Setting: During Bonds of Life
An idea has been nagging me for days on this idea. And excuse me that this is more smut from this couple. It’s just a bit easier. Same rules apply, with the uncut being found on the adultfanfiction site. The smut part of the idea came from an article on the five ways a woman can orgasm.

Remember

“Over here!”
“I swear, Boy. If this is come sort of trick—“
“It’s not, Boss-man. I know I saw something duck in there.” The boy fell back onto his tail, scared by a sudden rustle in the bushes.
“Move over, Boy.” The much older demon moved through the bushes, disappearing for a minute. He returned, carrying a struggling runt of a girl, letting out a stream of supposed curses. “Here’s your little disturbance.”
The boy frowned at the language she was using. “She’s speaking Dracish.”
“See if she speaks anything else; it’s grating on my nerves.”
He nodded. “Sheka shi English?”
The runt female fell quiet, staring at the boy as if he had a second head. “Ame?”
“Sheka shi English?”
“English?” She frowned. “Ame na English?”
He shook his head, noting how she stared at his dragon horns, still developing. “’Fraid it’s just Dracish, Boss-man.”
“See what she’s doing out here alone. From the tail and eyes, and the obvious language barrier, it’s clear she belongs on Doragon.” He dropped her to the ground, eliciting a grunt from her.
The boy frowned, but hunched down to her level, asking her where she came from. They exchanged words for awhile, making the older demon tap his foot in impatience.
“Well?”
“Seems she’s Haraguroi’s daughter. The council’s just chucked her out. She’s only seven.”
The older demon frowned. “That old ass finally bred?”
“Last I heard, they were still forcing suitors on him.”
“So why did they cast out the heir they’ve been waiting on?”
“Her mother wasn’t a dragon.”
“That matters?”
The boy held his hand out to the small girl, offering her some comfort. “We’re a highly prideful bunch. Purebloods only. Besides, our DNA doesn’t combine well with others.” He looked to his elder. “She’s alone now.”
“Yeah, and what happens if she turns into that last runt I took in?”
The boy frowned. “He moved on to live his own life.” He looked as she curled up around him and cried softly. “I’ll take care of her. Teach her proper speech.”
The elder thought over it for a minute before sighing, waving a hand as he turned and walked away. “She’s your ward, not mine. Don’t let her become your old friend, Sven.”

“I love you.”
She stared at him. “Get that out of your head. We’re the only ones left; you’re just—“
“I know what I am. I am a black dragon, and so are you.”
She shook her head. “No, I’m not. Sven, I couldn’t provide children for you. I can’t breed with another dragon.”
“You think I care?” He grabbed on to her arm as she tried to turn away. “We’ll adopt, we’ll do something if it comes down to it. Sha, I love you. I’ll do anything for you.”
“Sven…”
“Mate with me. I’ll protect you always.”
She stared at him before smiling softly. “Stubborn as ever.”

“Sven!”
“Run for it, Idiot!”
A harsh laugh erupted behind them. “Run while you can, Dragon!” It was closer than before.
Sha’s eyes widened as she was pushed out of the way, before a sickening wet sound permeated her ears. She scrambled to her feet, turning around just in time to see the sword sticking through her mate’s belly. “No. No!” She watched in horror as the sword pushed through further before twisting and pulling out.
Sven fell without the support of the weapon, blood pooling quickly around him from the fatal blow.
Sha’s eyes snapped angrily up at his killer, black flames dancing on her fingers. “You—You— heartless wretch!”
The bounty hunter grinned. “You’re not on the boss’s list. You’re not worth killing. You’ll die from being so weak anyway.” He flicked his sword free of viscera while he turned to walk away, sliding the blade back into its sheath with a click.
“Bastard!” She hauled herself to her feet. “I will hunt you down and kill you! I will never forgive you for this!” She launched herself at him, ready to strike with her fire.
Once within range however, he threw out a punch, catching her square in the gut.
She held onto her middle, landing right next to her fading mate. Her fangs had nicked the inside of her cheek, forcing her to spit out a bit of blood.
“Be wise and give up.” Without another word, he left through the dense forest.
“Sven… Sven… Don’t leave me here.” Tears spilled from her eyes. “Don’t leave me. Don’t. Please.” The mark on her neck faded away. “Don’t leave me alone.”
“Sha? I’m not going anywhere.”
She felt a strong presence around her as she woke. “Hiei?”
“I’m not leaving you.” He nuzzled her neck softly. “You’re not alone.”
Sha felt a small surge of panic flow through her, causing her to fling herself to face him, clinging close to him to reassure herself she was still in that moment of time.
“The dreams we share. The nightmares of the past. There is nothing that can be done to prevent them.”
“I don’t want to be alone again.”
“You won’t be.” He tilted her head up and lightly kissed her tears away. “You are mine, and I am yours.” He glanced over at the clock, seeing they had plenty of time yet to sleep. “And for the next hour or so, I will remind you of that.” She had done similar for him before. He carefully pressed his lips to hers, ignoring how they still slightly shook from her narrowly avoided panic attack.
She moaned against his lips as he ran a hand up her exposed thigh, resting it against her flesh.
He gave it a few minutes, tongues dancing and free hand wandering over her skin before letting her shift to toss off the large black shirt she had gone to sleep in. Only then did he run his hand up her sides, to her breasts, cupping one softly before sliding it down her belly. He nudged her shoulder, setting her on her back, and propped himself on his side and dipped his head down to gently pull a nipple of her small breasts into his mouth. He wasn’t used to being soft with this, but the time would come for him to be rough.
She tilted her head back as he teased her throat with his tongue. She started to reach between them for his growing self, but he stopped her. She frowned at him while he continued touching her.
“This isn’t about me. Not this second.” He continued touching her all around her body, making wide arches away from her core, avoiding it for the time being. He waited a bit longer before shifting himself to kneel between her legs, tugging the thin fabric of her panties off her legs and tossing them over his shoulder carelessly. Not letting her say a word, he dipped his head down and shifted his body to a more comfortable position, and placed light kisses and caresses to her inner thighs, really making her squirm. Right as she was about to protest, he took her clit gently between his teeth and stroked it with his tongue, feeling out a good rhythm that she’d react best to. Once she grew quieter, but twitched more often, he held her legs in place, continuing his ministrations.
“Ah, your fingers, they feel better, always.”
He glanced up at her quickly before switching from his tongue to his finger, continuing the rhythm he had started before. All the while he moved to lay beside her once more without breaking his strokes. “Don’t hold back,” he murmured in her ear, right before she let out a scream of bliss and clawed at his shoulders and back for support, bucking against his still moving fingers with blissful agony. He kept at it until she told him to stop, knowing that pushing her any further may not give the results he desired.
She attempted to get on top of him, but he continued the roll she started, pinning her beneath him. Again, she frowned at his actions.
“As I said, this isn’t about me.” Before the effects of her orgasm could wear off, he pushed into her, gritting his teeth at her still-tight muscles. Though keeping to that may prove a bit difficult. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in, coating himself thoroughly and increasing his strokes to a set rhythm. Just listening to her moans made him constantly bite back growls and grunts of his own until he gave up trying, letting them slip past his lips occasionally.
Hiei’s hands slid up the backs of her thighs, lifting them a bit allowing him to move deeper. She choked on a moan as he began hitting a sweet spot inside of her, driving her within an inch of her sanity. Even as she felt her walls clench down on him, he was relentless, causing her to forget just how many times she had come.
Can’t keep this up for much longer, she’s squeezing too damn tight. He gave a few more strokes before he sent himself over the edge, pulling out and spilling onto her belly with a low groan, struggling to catch his breath.
She was winded and exhausted herself, but still leaned up and kissed him gently, running a hand through his short spikes.
He glanced down at the mess he made and let out a short laugh. “Sorry, was either there, or make a bigger mess in you. This is easier to clean off.”
She shook her head. “It’s all right. You didn’t have to do any of this. I know gentle isn’t your style.”
“I make exceptions sometimes.” He got off her to get a towel from the bathroom, cleaning himself off before handing it to her. He waited until she cleaned up before slipping back into bed “Besides, nights like this, it wouldn’t help any to be rough like usual.”
She laughed as he pulled her to lie on top of his chest. “Doesn’t stop you any other night.”
“Any other night doesn’t require me to make you remember you are not alone.” He brushed a bit of her red bangs out of her face behind her ears. “Pounding your brains out is just fun, not a way to connect with you when you’re having a bad night.”
A tear started in the corner of her eye. “Someone does have a heart.”
“Call me the Tin Man then.”
She laughed at his horrible joke before settling back down, listening to his breathing. “Thank you, for reminding me.”
“Just don’t let my soft side get out to anyone.”
“And ruin your hardass reputation? Never.” Her gaze grew sad. “I know I shouldn’t say this, but I’m kind of glad things turned out the way they did. Not that he died to protect me, but… it gave me the chance to find you, albeit two hundred years later.”
“And it allowed me to do the same.” He gently ran his fingers through her hair as she drifted off, worn out from everything he had done to her. “You will never have to suffer alone again.”
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