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Bonds of Consent	By : vampmistress76 Category: Yuyu Hakusho > General Views: 5627 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- Chapter 7 -

Keiko could only stare down in disbelief at the filmy material in her hands. Softly, she moaned, as she closed her eyes in dismay. That head demon guy expected her to wear this....this...scarf? No way! She had thought there could be no other clothing more revealing than the scant material she had on, but... this was much much worse! The silky material was tinted an emerald green color which reminded Keiko of Kurama. His eyes were nearly the same beautiful shade of green.

There was two pieces as far as she could tell, a top half which was basically made up of two sheer scarves that had golden hoop like catches on the ends. She studied the top for a moment, wondering how in the world it was supposed to go on, before sitting it aside. The bottom half was like a skirt, but the side seams were split all the way to the hip in a way that would surely leave a good deal, if not the whole portion, of the leg revealed. There was a leather belt and matching collar also, the same color as the outfit except for the golden amulet like adornment on the belt. Picking it up, Keiko noticed there was an image engraved on the golden surface: a sleek, dangerous looking panther.
She placed the belt aside and looked around her once again at the �gift� Youko had said came from the slave trader, Ankoku.
Turning her attention to the silver kitsune standing in front of the small vanity mirror in the corner, she sighed. Youko and herself had just came back from the hotspring...again...though this time, there had been no naughty trysts. Much to Youko's disappointment. She was much too sore for that sort of thing at the moment. Idly, she hoped that Youko had remembered to acquire the plant he had mentioned earlier.
�Do I really have to wear this?� She asked.
Youko, turned away, glanced around to see her motioning toward the garments laid off to the side.
His eyes flickered over the material with interest. "Nice choice," He mused.

Keiko scowled. "I'm not wearing it for you! I'm wearing it for psycpsycho demon nut case running this place."
Youko's amusement vanished. "As unpleasant as it may be, we cannot afford to offend Ankoku."

Keiko huffed, ultimately knowing there was no way out of wearing the dreaded garment, if it could be called a 'garment' at all.

Keiko turned around to look at the scarves she was suppose to wear as clothing that night. She huffed, crossing her arms. They didn't even send any under garments, meaning they probably didn't want her to wear any. She nearly shuddered at what that could mean.
Meanwhile, Youko had walked up behind Keiko and wrapped his left arm around her waist, resting his chin on her right shoulder. "I know you don't want to wear that, and this dinner probably won't be much fun for you, but after tonight, after we get this guy, I can take you home," he told her, placing a soft kiss on her neck after he finished speaking.
Keiko sighed and leaned back against Youko's chest. She knew he was right, and the sooner she got this over with, the sooner she could go home. Maybe she could even talk her nts nts into visiting some family relative for a weekend, and have Kurama over.
Keiko blushed at her ecchi thoughts, but she couldn't deny that it was something she wouldn't mind happening. She was definitely spending too much time with Youko. He was a bad influence on her. To cover for her wayward thoughts, Keiko returned to the subject of the clothing she was to wear.

"Fine. I'll wear it. But you better get this guy fast, cause I'm not wearing it for long.
Youko smirked behind her. "Is that a prom" He" He asked, his soft voice laced with arousal.
'Youko,' Shuichi chided disapprovingly. 'Keiko is in no condition to sate your desires, now or later.'
~Oh, hush. You forget I have something for her pain that works almost instantly,~ The fox spirit replied.
"Youko, you know I can't. I need time to heal some," Keiko said, disappointmelearlear in her own voice.
Youko smiled at her. "Don't worry, I was only teasing. Speaking of your pain, I've got that plant ready for you," He told her, his hand still actively massaging her lower stomach.
"You do? That's great," She said turning around in his arms to look at him.
Youko noddedhe hhe held out a small bowl of paste in between them for her inspection.
"I have to eat that or something," Keiko asked, a perplexed look on her face.
Youko chuckled at her. "Not quite. It has to be applied to the inflicted area directly," He told her, a completely serious look on his face.
Keiko paled. "Oh, I see," She said, blushing a bit at the implications.
They bstoostood in silence for a moment, Youko not wanting to push her into something, and Keiko quite embarrassed by what had to be done to ease her pain.
"So, uh, how exactly, do we apply it," Keiko asked, looking at the wall of the tent beside her rather than at the silver kitsune in front of her.
"Well, in normal circumstances, application would call for another round of mating, since a male's shaft can reach much further and more completely inside the female than anything else," He told her, happily watching the bright blush that spread from her breasts to her hairline.
"But, we don't have time for that, so you'll have to settle for a manual application," He told her, wiggling his fingers in front of her face.
Keiko looked up at Youko, complete trust shining in her eyes. "What do you want me to do," She asked, looking him in the eye.
Withoutord,ord, Youko leaned down and took Keiko's lips in a kiss, getting her to open up to him almost immediately. After a minute of stirring her passions, he pulled back and smiled reassuringly at her.
"Lay down on the futon and relax," Youko told her.
Keiko did as asked, and was soon spread out on their futon, Youko between her legs with the bowl of paste in his left hand and the first two fingers on his right hand covered in the mysterious paste.
First he covered her outoldsolds and clit with the salve, completely rubbing it in, enjoying the slight squirm Keiko gave whenever he hit the small bundle of nerves. After getting another application of paste on his fingers, he gently began working his first finger insider her, making sure to cover her inner walls, then began working his second finger in her.
Youko smiled as Keiko began moaning at his healing minstrations. Pulling his fingers out, he quickly covered them in yet more paste and worked them back inside the squirming Keiko. As he massaged the healing mixture into her inner muscles, he made note of the places that made her moan especially loud or arch her back more than usual, and returned to them often.
Youko set the bowl down and used his left hand to apply more of the concoction to her, his fingers rubbing over her clit. It wasn't long before he felt her muscles contracting around his fingers as her orgasm began to overtake her. He pushed his fingers in as far as they would go and swiped the pad of his thumb over her clit one last time and looked up to watch as she came.
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