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Thanks For The Memories	By : AdminRaptor Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Het - Male/Female Views: 2200 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I blinked, shocked.
Yomi could have told me that his reason for saving my life was simply because we were friends and that’s what friends did for each other. He could have said that he saved me because he would have felt guilty otherwise. He could have responded that saving my life was the right thing to do because I’d helped him out so much in the past couple decades. He could have said anything else, or any combination of the aforementioned ideas, but he didn’t. He kissed me. He fucking kissed me.
And I enjoyed it.
At first, I thought it was some kind of sick joke. I pulled back and scanned his face for any signs of some impending pun. He looked confused, misinterpreting what I had done.
“I made you uncomfortable?” It was more of a statement than a question.
“What? No. No, you didn’t.” I realized at this point (and hoped) that this wasn’t a joke. It wouldn’t make sense if it was, anyway. A joke of this caliber probably would have destroyed me, and, as much as Yomi could be an ass sometimes, I was certain he’d never sink that low.
I moved my arms so I could hug his neck. Then, placing one hand on his right cheek, I repeated what I had said before. “You didn’t make me uncomfortable. I… I liked that.” To further convince him, I added, “Can we… do it again?”
That did the trick. He lowered his head and kissed me again, softly. I pulled away again. He definitely looked confused this time.
“Is something wrong?”
“I don’t want to be treated like some delicate princess who’ll fall apart if you’re a little too rough, Yomi. Just because I almost died doesn’t mean that you have to treat me like some fragile doll.”
He laughed, attempting to kiss me again. I stopped him with my hand.
“Inside.” That was all I had to say. We went into the hut and moved the makeshift door in front of the entrance. I was feeling pretty nice, probably thanks to the sake I’d consumed earlier. Even Yomi must have realized that the sake was hitting me, as my coordination was slightly off, but he didn’t say anything about it. Instead, he moved toward me and pushed me against a wall before he started to kiss me again, probably making sure I wouldn’t be able to step away from him this time around. I closed my eyes, welcoming it.
The kiss wasn’t as soft as the first couple had been. Our lips were smashed together hard enough that neither of us had a choice but to part them. Our tongues danced together as we savored the taste and depth of the kiss. Both of us had a hold on the other’s face to make sure that this kiss wouldn’t break. Our breathing became more noticeable as the minutes ticked by. He let out a breath loudly and I moaned into the kiss, feeling a pang of arousal in my lower abdomen. I lowered my hands from his face to grip his top, pulling, so our bodies were pressed together. He moved forward, nestling one of his legs between mine and I could feel him getting hard against my thigh. I was starting to feel pretty warm, not to mention increasingly sensitive to touch.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Yomi asked me between kisses and gasps of breath. My response was something along the lines of “Fuck, yes.”
He trailed his hands down my neck to my torso and began to explore my body as we continued to make out. I started to grind against the leg between mine and another pang of arousal hit me when I heard a low moan escape from him. He then pulled away and stopped me when I tried to pull him back toward me. I protested until I realized what he was doing. He was taking his clothes off, letting them drop into a neat pile. I did the same, our clothes sitting in the same pile.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and spun me around so my back was toward him and I was facing the corner where the futon lay on the floor. He nudged my head to the side with his cheek so he could nip at my ear and I leaned back into him.
“You’re sure you want to do this?” His breath in my ear only turned me on more. I shivered.
“So help me, if you do not fuck me, Yomi, I will murder you.”
He chuckled in my ear. “Is that a threat?”
“It’s a promise.”
“And you’re alright with a little roughness…”
I wanted to explain to him that I had been fucked by Raizen and it was far from dainty, but I figured that wouldn’t be the right thing to say.
“Have at me.” I responded.
It was silent for a moment, and then he pushed me toward the bed hard enough that I fell onto it. As I rolled over onto my back, he kicked my legs apart and knelt between them. He moved over me and kissed my lips hard, and we went back to making out. I hugged his neck, arching my back and pulling so that our bodies would touch, but he pushed me back down. Breaking the kiss, he moved my head to the side again and nibbled at my earlobe, then my neck. His hands made their way to my breasts and massaged them. My moaning only egged him on.
His thumbs began to play with my nipples, teasing them. Then he moved his head down, nipping at various parts of my neck and shoulders before reaching my breasts. I found my hands getting lost in his hair as he bit and sucked both of my nipples. I wanted so much more, but when he started to descend to my lower body. I grabbed his head to stop him.
“No, you can’t do that.” My limbs were trembling, my body aching for it.
“Why?”
“Because. I’m not… Not exactly quiet when…” I didn’t really want to say it, but it was the truth. Raizen and I had found out the hard way.
Yomi just grinned his response and continued to go south. I was torn between embarrassment and desire. I grabbed the pillow I wasn’t laying on and covered my face to at least stifle any sound that came from my mouth. Yomi snatched it and threw it across the room.
He began to tease me by kissing my inner thighs. Each kiss was more sensitive than the last, and by the time he spread my lower lips with his thumbs, I was internally begging him to stop teasing me and just get on with it. I involuntarily spasmed and let out a gasp when his tongue flicked my clitoris. Gripping the futon beneath me as he continued to send me into ecstasy, my moans became louder and louder as he continued.
He stopped for a brief moment, and I wanted to scream in frustration.
“You weren’t kidding.” He commented. I didn’t need to see him to know that he was smiling.
“Fuck. Y--ahh!” He didn’t bother to let me finish before he went down on me again. His tongue pressed harder, this time, though not hard enough to hurt. I felt him shift a bit to where he held my lips apart with one hand instead of both. I didn’t think much about it until he shoved two fingers inside of me, pumping hard while continuing to stimulate me with his mouth. I cried out, gripping his hair in my hands, though I’m not sure if this was to hold him there or to stop him because it felt so damn good. My back arched high, and my hips bucked toward him.
My breath became more and more ragged as I neared climax, and I could feel the heat building and my muscles tensing more and more. When I finally orgasmed, my moans were high-pitched, and my legs involuntarily attempted to clamp together, but he forced them to stay apart, pumping and licking if only to extend the climax a few seconds.
Before I had a chance to fully catch my breath, I felt Yomi run a hand across my right thigh and hip, then position himself at my entrance before pushing inside. There was no slow pace to speed up from. It started out fast and hard and remained so. Gripping my hips, he lifted my buttocks off the ground and continued to slam into me, and I felt myself tightening around him as another orgasm exploded through my body. I gasped, but my moans were easier to contain.
After some time, he let go of my hips and leaned forward, grabbing my shoulders. I responded by wrapping my arms around his neck and rocking my body with the rhythm of his thrusts. Our breathing was loud, and his grunts and low moans came closer together. Sweat was dripping from our bodies.
His thrusts became more forceful in the moments before he came, and for another few moments, we just stayed in that position. Even when he finally moved and fell to my side, I barely moved except to close my legs. Yomi then crawled off to grab the pillow he’d thrown earlier. He came back both with the pillow and with a cloth. We used that to clean ourselves up. We were too hot to cover ourselves at that time, so we just lay together on our backs with the blanket at our feet.
“So…” Yomi rolled to his side to face me and trailed a finger from my hip to the center of my chest.
“If you’re going to make fun of how loud I was, don’t.”
“I wasn’t.” He smirked. “I was just wondering if there are any other situations that make you that loud.”
“I’m not fucking telling you.” I would have smacked him with my pillow, but I was too tired.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
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