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Can't Stay Virgin	By : DanzaPalooza Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Het - Male/Female Views: 5106 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Can’t Stay Virgin

Hello, everyone! This is my first completed and posted fic! Hopefully after this there will be much more to come.
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Natsumi was no stranger to pleasure. She had had a couple
relationships in which she had left her boyfriends wander to her “nether
realms,” but never had she gone all the way. Not that she held any taboos about
sex before marriage- she just didn’t want to give it up to any boy that came
along. So she opted to wait for the right guy.

Unfortunately, she was still waiting. She was eighteen, a
virgin, and perfectly fine with it, and so was everyone else because they knew
she was no prude. Everything was just fine.

That is, until Koenma called in the team with some
“concerns” of his regarding a demon that illegally crossed into the Ningenkai.
This demon was looking to increase his power with an age old ritual- a ritual
that called for a virgin. And it had come to Koenma’s knowledge that this demon
had one special virgin in mind.

A powerful virgin.

And all eyes turned towards Natsumi.

_____

Natsumi shrunk down further in her chair. Having to find
someone to lose her virginity to was bad enough, but having her boss and all
the males on her team sit around contemplating just who they could get to do
such an act was, in a word, humiliating.

“Unless anyone on the team is willing to offer their
services,” Koenma continued, “we’re going to have to come up with something else.”
He turned his gaze on Yusuke.

“Keiko.” Yusuke replied. “Sorry, Nat. You know I’d love to
help,” he added with a grin. She sent him a glare before he turned to Kuwabara.

“Yukina.” At Hiei’s barely audible growl, the group turned
to him. “Hey, what about shorty?” Kuwabara asked obliviously.

An awkward silence filled the room as Hiei attempted to
murder Kuwabara with his eyes alone, and Natsumi just shut her eyes, praying
that she could disappear and no one would ever find her again.

“I believe I could offer my services.” Every head in the
room turned towards where Kurama sat. “That is, if Natsumi will have me.”

The collected gaze of the onlookers shifted towards Natsumi,
where she had sat up and was regarding Kurama with a wary and inquisitive gaze.
Finally a resigned look crossed her face.

“Fine.” She said evenly with a small nod.

Koenma gave a loud sigh. “Well now that’s settled. Kurama,
the demon will no doubt pitch a fit when his virgin is no more, so when you are
through contact Yusuke. That will be when he will show himself.”

“Understood.”

As everyone left the office, Natsumi wondered why on earth
Kurama had volunteered himself to be her “deflower-er.”
She knew that he only thought of her as a close friend, and that he knew that while she found him
incredibly attractive (for she had told him so), that she was otherwise immune
to his wily charm. They found each other to be quite good company, and they
hung out on a regular basis to banter, discuss schoolwork, or just relax while
watching a movie or traipsing around the city. While she was unsure of his
motives, Natsumi trusted Kurama and actually thought he was quite a good choice
for this particular “mission.” He was experienced, amazingly good looking,
sweet (when he wanted to be), and she was almost positive that something like
this wouldn’t really affect their relationship.

But that didn’t change the fact that she was nervous as
hell.

____

After deciding to go to Kurama’s apartment, there was no
more conversation to be had on the remainder of the walk there. Kurama knew
that his friend was nervous, but pointedly ignored her. Normally, he would try
to get her to talk about her problem. This time, he wanted her to wait it out
until he could successfully seduce her and show her the time of her life.

Once they went inside and slipped off their shoes there was
an awkward silence that Kurama allowed to linger, waiting for Natsumi to make a
move.

“Well…” she began after a big sigh, “let’s do this.” She gave him a clearly false optimistic grin
and turned towards his bedroom. Kurama rolled his eyes at his friend’s antics
but followed her.

Natsumi stood at the foot of the bed, absently fingering the
zipper of her jacket. Kurama decided enough was enough and went to take hold of
her occupied hands. He pushed her gently so that she was sitting on the edge of
the bed and unzipped her jacket.

“Relax,” he told
her.

Natsumi simply watched him with wide eyes as he slipped her
jacket off. As he tossed it aside, something snapped and Natsumi’s nerves kicked
in, full force. Kurama leaned over her and she backed up further and further on
the bed until her back hit the pillows that rested against the headboard.
Kurama continued to crawl over her, pushing her legs apart so he could kneel
between them and leaning in to kiss her neck in an attempt to get her to calm
down.

Being calm was the furthest thing from Natsumi’s mind. She
was currently in the process of freaking out and trying to get out from under
Kurama.

Kurama was getting annoyed that his tactics weren’t working.

“I’m not going to do this if you’re going to fight me,” he
said, moving back to sit on his knees.

Natsumi gave a sigh of relief that Kurama had stopped for
the moment, but she knew that she needed to let him do what he was supposed to.
She decided it would be easier if she knew exactly what was going on in his
head. She sighed again and looked away. “Kurama…I want to know why you want to
do this.”

“I opted to do this-”
Kurama took her chin in his hands and turned her head so that she was forced to
look him in the eyes. He softened his tone as he continued, “-because I intend
to make this a very enjoyable experience for you. I wasn’t about to let someone
come in here and simply get the job done. You are a good friend and I care
about what happens to you. Even in embarrassing personal matters like this one.”

“So…so you don’t think of this...”

“As anything more than a favor to one of my closest
friends.”

Natsumi made a skeptical face. “Kind of a big favor, don’t
you think?”

Kurama chuckled. “It’s not one I mind, believe me.” Natsumi let
out a small laugh.

“I guess it wouldn’t be, would it?”

Kurama could tell that Natsumi was feeling much better about
the situation and decided to start things up again. He gave her his most heated
gaze and leaned in to nip her earlobe. “Do you think you’re up to trying again?
Or do you need more-” he reached up to whisper into her ear “convincing?”

This time Natsumi laughed out loud. “Damn, Fox! Way to pour on the charm!”

He leaned back and chuckled. “I suppose I should stick to
using my mouth for…other things.”

That had Natsumi raising her eyebrows, and before she could
open her mouth to respond, Kurama had descended on her with a mind-blowing
kiss. She let out a gasp and he used her open mouth to his advantage. He let
his tongue play with hers as he moved a hand to the hem of her shirt and
slipped it underneath. His hand ran up her smooth, well defined stomach until
he reached a covered breast.

Natsumi let out a moan against Kurama’s lips as he pushed
her bra up and took one of her breasts in his warm hand and teased a nipple
between two fingers. He pulled apart from their heated kiss to pull his shirt
off over his head and then hers, then reached behind
her to unlatch her bra with one hand. Natsumi made a mental note to tease him
later about how easily he did that, but all coherent thought left her when
Kurama pushed her roughly back to the bed and latched his mouth to her right
nipple, a hand playing with her left.

She moaned and arched her back into him as he bit her nipple
and immediately soothed it with his soft tongue. Kurama, sensing that Natsumi
liked that quite a bit, repeated the action a few more times before switching
to her other breast to favor it as well.

He began kissing down her stomach while running his hands up
her sides, stopping once he hit the waistband of her jeans. He ran his hands
back down her body and undid the button and zipper. Natsumi gasped as his hands gripped her pants
and began to slide them down her body. She raised her hips to help him, needing
more.

Kurama smirked to himself at Natsumi’s eagerness. She was
very aroused now, and he would make sure she was not disappointed. He sat back
on the bed and spread her legs further, softly running his fingernails along
her inner thighs, grinning again when she gasped and the scent of her arousal
spiked. So she liked that, did she?

He leaned forward and pressed light kisses to her thighs
while lightly brushing against her already wet underwear.

Natsumi moaned in aggravation. “Kurama….”

He grinned and looked up. “Yes, Natsumi?” he asked
innocently.

Natsumi groaned and lifted her head to glare at him.
“Stop….teasing!”

“If you say so.” He quickly pulled off her underwear,
leaving her naked on the bed before him. Kurama paused to give her a once over,
his gaze traveling up and down her bare body. He had seen her in very little
clothing before, as she was always around the team. Whether she was training in
skintight clothing or returning from sparing with Hiei or Yusuke with said
clothing slashed up, he knew that she had an amazing body. But seeing her lying
there completely exposed as she panted in need for more pleasure was an
entirely different and completely erotic sight.

Natsumi looked up when she didn’t receive the gratification
she was looking for and caught Kurama staring. She rolled her eyes. “What?”

Kurama gave her a legitimate smile. “You’re beautiful, you
know.” The smile turned into a smirk. “I think I might keep you around.”

Natsumi gave cry of exasperation. “Kurama, this is not the time for complements! If you’re
not gonna do anything for me, at least take off your
damn pants!”

Kurama laughed. “I think I can manage both.”

True to his word, he unbuttoned his pants and slid them off
along with his boxers, revealing the rest of his lean muscular body, as well as
his massive erection.

It was Natsumi’s turn to admire. “Wow…”

“Now, now…this is not the time for complements.”

Natsumi returned his devilishly handsome grin with a feigned
glare. She grabbed his arm and pulled his body against hers so that they were
lying face to face.

“Shut up and fuck me.”

Kurama’s grin widened. “Gladly.”

He latched himself onto her mouth for a passionate kiss, but
didn’t linger. He kissed his way down her body before he reached her wet
opening. He dipped a finger inside to catch some of the wetness before pressing
it against her clit.

Natsumi arched her back and cried out as Kurama rubbed her
sensitive nub, bringing her closer and closer to the release she craved. He
pulled away for a moment, but before she was disappointed his finger was
replaced with his mouth. She gasped as he alternately sucked and played with
her clit, her breath coming in harder and harder pants as the feeling in her
core tightened.

All Kurama had to do to send her over the edge was insert a
finger into her tight passage. Natsumi came with a cry, clutching the pillows
around her head. Kurama slid up her body and kissed her neck softly as she rode
out her orgasm.

“Mmm…Kurama…” Natsumi was in
complete euphoria, and nearly forgot that there was more to come until she felt
Kurama’s erection at her slick entrance. Her breath caught in her throat mid
pant, and her nerves from earlier came flying back.

“Don’t,” Kurama whispered in her ear, “Just relax.” He gently sucked on her earlobe before moving to
nuzzle her neck, feeling her muscles that had tensed become lax and her breath
even out. He repositioned himself at her opening, sliding just the tip inside.

He met eyes with Natsumi. “Are you ready?” She nodded and
uttered an almost inaudible “yes.”

Kurama slowly pushed his engorged member past her slick
folds, pausing for a moment when her hymen prevented him from going any
further. With his eyes still locked on hers, he thrust in past the barrier.

Natsumi gasped as her core felt like it had been ripped in
two. She wasn’t a stranger to pain, but this was different, and in such a
sensitive place in her body she couldn’t help but squeeze her eyes shut and let
out a small whimper.

Kurama immediately stilled when he saw the pained looked
cross Natsumi’s face; however, it was quite difficult to do so. His erection
was nestled within her tight, hot passageway, and all he could do was wait for Natsumi to adjust.

He rested his forehead against hers. “Ssssh,” he soothed,
even though his voice was slightly rough from the strain. “Don’t move.” Kurama
moved in to lay gentle kisses behind her ear while Natsumi waited out the pain.

When Kurama felt the muscles of her inner walls begin to
relax around him, he slowly pushed his way even further inside her.

Natsumi gasped as she felt the pain leave her, replaced with
extreme pleasure and the sensation of being filled. Then Kurama slowly pulled
out, the feeling causing her to let out a low moan.

She wasn’t prepared for when he slammed back into her. She
let out a mingled cry of surprise and pleasure and arched her back off the bed.
Kurama braced an arm against the bed and wrapped the other underneath her
raised body for leverage and began a steady pace of thrusting
in and out. He groaned at the tight feeling of her walls around him as he moved
inside of her.

Natsumi could feel her pleasure building as she got closer
and closer to climax. Kurama felt so amazing, but she wanted more. She wrapped
her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper. “Kurama,” she moaned. “Please…harder.”

Kurama didn’t need to be told twice. He braced his other arm
against the bed on the other side of Natsumi and quickened his pace, and
Natsumi was assaulted with even more pleasure.

“Holy shit…Kurama…”

Her cries increased as Kurama shifted their position once
more, so that he was on his knees and Natsumi’s hips were raised off the bed,
and his pulsing appendage moved deeper than she imagined possible.

“Oh, God….Kurama….don’t stop!”

Natsumi’s orgasm hit her fast and hard at Kurama’s heavy
thrust, and she threw her head back and let out another cry as stars filled her
vision.

“Kurama!”

She fell back against the bed panting as her she road out
her climax, but Kurama was far from done with her. He pulled out of her and lowered
her hips back to the bed, then raised her legs straight up until her ankles
rested on each of his shoulders, and drove himself inside of her harder than
ever.

Natsumi was helpless to do anything but writhe in pleasure
as Kurama shifted her body and took her again. She could feel another orgasm
building quickly as Kurama leaned over her, pushing her knees into her chest
until they were again face to face.

Kurama could feel Natsumi’s walls tightening around his
erection, causing him to quickly lose control, and they came together in a mess
of moans and cries.

Natsumi felt Kurama’s warm seed fill her deep inside and let
her legs fall on either side of him so she could clutch him tightly to her as
they shuddered from aftermath of their powerful orgasms. Kurama let his head
fall into the crook of Natsumi’s neck as he pressed his hips into hers in an
attempt to prolong the feelings of the climax.

As the feelings subsided and their breathing began to return
to normal, the pair disentangled themselves and Kurama pulled out of Natsumi,
rolling off her to rest on his back next to her.

“You know,” Natsumi began, turning her head towards Kurama.
“That was pretty good. I think I might keep you around.”

Kurama glared at her teasing grin. “Pretty good? Natsumi, I’ll let
that slide since it was your first time.” He rolled on his side to face her and
lifted a hand to run slowly down the center of her body. “But you have no idea what else I could do to you.”

Kurama smirked as Natsumi fought to keep her eyes from
fluttering closed. “Like…like what?” she breathed.

“Oh, I don’t think I should tell you. There are just too
many different positions and techniques for you to handle.”

Natsumi ignored the insult, her eyes widening with
excitement at his words.

“Positions?”

“Oh yes. There are many different ways that I could be on
top. Or you could be on top. Or we could do it from behind-”

“Stop!” Natsumi yelled, covering
her face with her hands. “You’re getting me excited and I’m not going to be
able to walk tomorrow as it is!”

Kurama grinned in victory. “So are you going to take it
back?”

Natsumi threw her hands down
against the bed and sighed in exasperation. “Fine! It
was amazing! I don’t know how I’ve survived for this long without your
spectacular sexual pleasurings!”

“Thank you.”

Natsumi smiled to herself. The fox really did have an ego on
him. “So…what now?”

“You would like to discuss after-sex etiquette?”

“Kurama!”

“Yes, you already yelled my name several times. That was during sex.”

Natsumi sat up so she could punch him in the arm. “Quit
being an ass, you know what I mean.”

Kurama laughed. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist. You’re wondering
how this affects our friendship?”

Natsumi nodded down at him from where she sat.

“Well,” Kurama continued, “I say this is merely a bonus. I
meant it when I said I’d like to keep you around.”

“But you don’t think this will make things awkward?”

“Hardly. You seem to have forgotten already that we’re both
still naked.”

Natsumi merely blinked at him and looked down at herself. She
pursed her lips in thought before she spoke. “Is it weird that I really am
comfortable like this with you?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Well alright then.” She flopped back onto the bed and they lay
in comfortable silence.

After a moment, Kurama sighed. “I suppose I better call
Yusuke.” He reached over to the dresser on the side of the bed and picked up
the communicator, flipping it open and dialing Yusuke. As soon as the detective
appeared he said, “You may go after the demon now. I’ll let you handle it; I’m
rather busy.” And he hung up before Yusuke could make any snide remarks.

Natsumi chuckled, but was grateful that he hadn’t allowed
for Yusuke’s unwelcome comments.

“Are you sore at all?” Kurama asked her as he put the
communicator back.

“I don’t think so. At least not yet.”

“Want to change that?”

Natsumi stared wide-eyed at his seductive smirk.

“Again?!”

“Of course.”

Natsumi grinned as Kurama raised his body on top of hers
once more.

It was going to be a
long, wonderful night….
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