Fall Of The Fox

Title: Pursuing Intimacy

Author: Kimisan/Aoshis_toy

Community: 30_Lemons

Theme: #3 Sexuality of Terror

Summary: A night out on the town, dancing taken too far...


The music picked up as the girl stared over at the couple across the dance floor. That jerk had no problem with rubbing it in her face. It might be months since they’d split apart but he didn’t have to make out with the girl in her face. Knowing he was seeing another didn’t help actually seeing it. What really bugged her was no one wanted to date her now. She accepted the fact that because of Yusuke’s bad boy image girls were now flocking to him. Yet, because she’d been his girlfriend no other man dared come near her. She’d heard the guys in her class talking. That’s Urameshi’s girl, don’t ask her out, he’ll kill you. It was as if he’d placed a permanent mark on her ass. It was all fine that he could move on but she couldn’t because all the guys she knew were scared of him.


She would die alone and he had human and youkai women flocking to him like moths. Everyone kept asking her why she wasn’t dating yet. She heard Kuwabara say she was still hung up over Yusuke. That wasn’t the case, there wasn’t a man brave enough to approach her. Her life centered around school for now and she didn’t have any other means to meet anyone. Most of the people at the club went to school around the area. Didn’t matter if she met someone new. As soon as they found out who she use to date they’d flee.


Being nineteen and dating Yusuke for so long she wasn’t any stranger to sex and the pleasurable side of things. He was decent in the sac and she’d enjoyed it. It had been months though since she’d done anything with him. Why was everyone looking at her with pity? It was getting on her nerves. The only one that didn’t was probably Kurama. When he did glance in her direction he usually wore a look of indifference. Said male was sitting across from her sipping a drink and chatting with Shizuru’s new boyfriend. “I want to dance. Kurama, do you mind?”


He turned towards the girl and frowned. Yes, he did mind. Did she have any idea what song was playing? If she knew the dance then he wasn’t sure what to do. It was hard enough to pretend he wasn’t attracted to her. If she got that close to him, he might not be able to control himself. She got up when he didn’t answer. Giving in he grabbed the hand she had outstretched in his direction. The others at the table just watched them make towards the crowded dance floor.


Keiko didn’t look in the direction of her ex. The lights were down low to set the mood. This wasn’t a song she’d normally dance to in public but what the hell. The man with her would think nothing of it, so she was safe. She was just tired of sitting on the sidelines while others had the fun. She didn’t belong to Urameshi, she was her own woman. The man with her wasn’t scared of her ex so would have no problem dancing with her. Turning around she faced him as the music picked up a notch. Seeing his bored expression she sighed but began moving. Even if he stood there like a pole she was going to dance dammit.


Kurama almost bolted for the group when she threw arms around his neck and began moving. He had no choice but to put his hands on her hips and move along. She smiled up at him and he tried to return it. It was hard with her moving against him so. As they rocked she straddled his thigh. He groaned feeling her heat through thin pants. He should have stayed his ass home tonight. As much as he considered Yusuke a friend, it was quickly being forgotten. He had no desire to go after the man’s ex, which was why he stayed away from the girl. He’d seen her in a different light after returning home. She was too tempting to be around daily. Yusuke was a fool for letting her go.


Keiko closed her eyes and shivered as his hands ran along her back. They were extremely soft but firm, caressing the skin beneath the flimsy top. The nerves in her stomach pitched as he pulled her closer. She hissed when the hard expanse of his chest brushed across her nipples. The feeling was exotic, pulling at tiny pleasure points. It brought her eyes up to meet his. The bored expression was gone, replaced by something she couldn’t comprehend. His eyes were glazed over, the supple red lips in a tight line. Unsure of the cause she ran a finger lightly over the curve of his neck. Letting the tips stroke the nape, and the hair so close to the pads.


Kurama felt his member respond instantly. Desire rushed to his groin as the fingers innocently played with a very sensitive spot. As the music prompted she quickly turned around to face away from him to dance. It gave only a mere second to try and compose himself. It wasn’t enough as she bent over, giving him a spectacular view of her ass. Fuck, she wasn’t wearing any panties. Blood rushed to his cock and he felt short of breath. Throwing her arms up in the air she took the needed step back to press up against him.


Keiko stiffened when his arms went around her pulling her closer than necessary. Disbelief filled her when something hard and thick pressed into the small of her back. Just to make sure she wasn’t imagining things she moved against it. The arms tightened around her and he groaned. Excitement rushed through her veins like liquid heat at the thought. The beautiful man was getting turned on by her. The last person she would have pictured finding her desirable was Kurama. She had to admit he was a good friend but he was Yusuke’s friend first.


“That is exactly what you think it is Keiko.” He bent down to whisper in her ear. His tongue came out to taste the shell of the dainty ear. Small hands were placed on his hips as they swayed to the music. Tiny nails dug into the muscle as he teased the sensitive lobe. The scent of honey mixed with lavender teased his senses. Not caring who was watching, his hand found the edge of the flimsy shirt. The moan of pleasure enticed him to continue as his palm ran the length of her stomach. The flat surface tensing as he roamed up, towards a firm breast.


She couldn’t move away as the hand reached it’s destination. The thumb raked across her nipple, the peak hardened from the contact. Flames shot in her belly, her head fell against his chest. What the hell was she doing? He’d just admitted that he was erect, he was touching her. Gods, the hand was kneading the soft globe sending shocks down to her core. She didn’t want it to stop, it felt too good. The other hand was running across her bare stomach. The finger teasing the each of her pants. Moisture collected between her legs feeling his hand so close. She ached to be touched and by him.


Kurama closed his eyes as she pushed against him, craving the touch. He was losing his mind, he had to stop. This couldn’t be happening, not now. Glancing back he saw a pair of chocolate eyes watching them with confusion and anger. Shit, this wasn’t going to be good. As he kept his eyes trained on Yusuke, his hand did the unthinkable. The predator inside him wanted to seek it’s answer. He was sure he smelt her arousal over the stench of sweat and smoke. With a quick movement he slid his hand down the seam of the pants. The stretchy material gave way enough for his finger to find it’s target. She moaned against him as his finger dipped between the wet folds.


Kurama felt his instincts taking over. The girl he wanted was so close, in his arms. Not only was she there but her body was begging for him to take her. He’d been the one to cause the arousal. His member twitched against the firm backside. Aching to slid into the wet heat that was so close. The moisture coated his finger and she squirmed against him. He saw Yusuke take a step forward with fury in his eyes. His own picked up at the threat. Green eyes narrowed as flecks of gold began to appear. His youkai nature was demanding he claim the girl. Yet, the man walking towards him wasn’t going to appreciate it if he did. Emotions raged in him and he pulled away from the girl. “Keiko, I suggest you move your ass. Start running and don’t stop until you are safely locked inside your house. Don’t turn around, keep going. Don’t ask questions, so help me if you don’t move I will fuck you here on the floor without any regards to who is watching and that includes Yusuke. If you don’t want me to kill him for interfering you better move now.”


Keiko turned at the threat and gasped. The large green eyes were narrowing, shimmering with gold as he fought against changing. Panic filled her seeing Yusuke walking towards them, his movements angry. She looked at the redhead and terror filled her. No longer was the soft look he often carried. The image of a rabid fox came to mind. The look in his eyes was predatory. Had she pushed him too far with her actions? Had it been wrong for her to enjoy his touch? A low growl escaped his chest as she gazed at him in wonder. His tongue came out to lick his bottom lip and she bolted. Without a doubt he looked ready to hunt and she suddenly felt like a rabbit.


Glee filled him watching her run, it filled him, coursing through his veins. Taking note of her scent he sensed the other man stopping next to him. As he turned to greet him, he made sure to place the finger that had just vacated the girl’s center between his lips. His tongue wrapped around the digit to taste her nectar. The detective glared at the action and he smirked. “I suggest you step aside Yusuke.”


“What the hell do you think you are doing putting the moves on Keiko?” Yusuke noticed which finger the man was licking. He’d seen enough to know where it had disappeared to. The bastard was rubbing it in his face. Would his friend go after his ex? Did Kurama want her or was he playing a game? “I won’t let you hurt her.”


“Hn,” he gave a snort even Hiei would have been proud of. The man’s bold declaration made him want to lash out. The girl was free, this man had discarded her. As the saying went, ‘One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.’ His instincts weren’t going to let her go. There was no doubt she was attracted to him also. “I will say this once and only once because I consider you a friend. You two are no longer together, you left her. Need I point out that you have moved on? She is entitled to do the same. Make no doubt by the end of the night Keiko will belong to me. Unlike you Detective, I keep what is mine. I have no wish to fight you but make no mistake, I will if it comes to that. The choice is hers, now if you will excuse me. I have a prize to claim.”



Keiko felt as if her lungs were about to burst as she dug for the hidden key. Her parents were gone for the weekend. With trembling fingers she unlocked the door and sighed. He hadn’t followed her home thankfully. The look in his eyes terrified her. She’d been stupid to tease him of all people. He wasn’t Yusuke or a normal human. He was a spirit fox, something wild and untamed. He wouldn’t take kindly to a woman playing with his lusts. She was lucky to have gotten away. Taking the time to call herself several names she walked inside. Only a small overhead light blazed in the kitchen. Kicking off her shoes her fingers went for the small light.


As it flickered on footsteps landed behind her. She screamed as she spun around. Gold eyes held her immobile for several seconds. Giving into the fear she spun on her heels and began to run. The sound of the door slamming shut was heard as her feet hit the stairs. Groaning she was tackled from behind. As she tried to right herself, hands gripped the edge of her pants. Panic filled her as the material tore under the stress. She glanced back to see the long silver hair swaying as he tossed them over his shoulders. The lines of his face was hard, a cold look in his eyes.


She’d never seen him look at her with such determination. Smelling her terror made his nostrils flare, his eyes to narrow. Giving into the feeling she tried to get back to her feet. Clawed hands pulled her down and she gasped as her ass slid down the steps. The carpet was rough as it grazed across her tender skin. He was kneeling before her in seconds as she moaned from the abuse. A hand grasped the back of her neck and pulled her face extremely close to his. Her mind registered how he was kneeling between her legs. Leaning forward, supporting his weight on just two knees.


“Don’t move,” he ordered with a harsh voice. He could see the fear in her eyes as he jerked the material down his chest. As it was pushed past his hips, excitement mixed with the terror. It made his blood rush, knowing while she feared him, she ached for what he was about to do. He’d just caught his prey, now it was time to enjoy it. His member twitched as he roughly pushed her legs further apart. Leaning forward, he cradled her neck and the small of her back. She was barely sitting upon the small step.


Keiko felt him brush across her folds. She braced herself as he pushed forward. The thick shaft made her scream into his shoulder. The moisture from earlier coated the length but she couldn’t help but feel pain. He moaned louder than she as his hips didn’t relent. Her muscles hugged him tightly, too tight to be comfortable. He growled as she tried to move away from the invasion. The member twitched once he was fully imbedded. Hot lips crashed over hers, taking her mind away from the pain. A slippery tongue pushed between her teeth, coaxing her to comply. Giving in she returned the kiss, the sensation pleasant while alluring. The movement of the hot muscle teased her, making the heat in her belly grow.


He pulled out when he felt she was ready. The walls clung to him as he withdrew. His next thrust was slow, letting her adjust. Nails dug into his back as his base rubbed across the swollen lips. She whimpered as he tried to push further. Hands gripped her tight pulling her down, embedding her fully on his cock. He groaned at the feeling. The position was leaving about an inch untouched, unsheathed. Nails raked drawing blood as he thrust forward, “Where’s a bed? I want to get all of my cock inside you. I doubt you want me to fuck you that hard against this staircase.”


“Upstairs, first door on the left is my room.” She answered without thinking. The strong arms picked her up and carted her to the bedroom without unsheathing himself. She blushed as he set her down on the bed without pause. Pulling out now, he positioned so she was resting on her side. Using her elbow she looked up at him. With wide eyes she watched him crawl between her legs as he told her to remain still but to brace herself. Using a hand her leg was lifted towards his shoulder as if she was doing aerobics. He slid down until his member was at the eager opening.


Bracing herself was necessary as he pushed forward. “Oh, uh,” She bit her bottom lip as he thrust deep. A hot wave of pleasure ripped through her center. So intense she called out. Soft noises erupted from her chest as he began to move. He was pushing her past the point of pleasure, she felt light headed as he pushed the leg further up and wider apart. “Faster.”


He complied and more, thrusting into the hot passage. She tightened around him, her nails dinging into the covers. All she could do was hold on as he slammed into her without mercy. The treatment was rough but she begged for more. Her breath caught as her walls squeezed him and she began to coat him with the orgasm. “Oh, fuck, yeah cum for me.”


She didn’t have to be told, it washed over her. The intense feeling leaving her shaking and fully satisfied. With a few final thrusts she felt his member jerk and began to throb. His hot seed poured freely as he panted against her calf. Her center was slightly sore as he withdrew, easing out of her slowly.


Keiko blushed as the ears disappeared, the hair shortened and changed color. He was back to his usual self and she wasn’t sure what to expect. Hell, did he even like her or had she just teased him too much? Was this just a fuck for him? Before she could ask the phone began to ring harshly. “I got to get that, it might be my parents.”


Reaching over she grabbed the cordless phone and frowned. The number belonged to Yusuke’s cell phone. She didn’t want to answer it, not now. Not until she understood what had just happened herself. Did Kurama want the man to know he was here or about what had just occurred? “It’s Yusuke.”


“Can I have it?” When she gave him a strange look he took the phone that wouldn’t stop ringing. Obviously, the boy wasn’t going to give up until he got an answer. If they were going to salvage the friendship then the boy would learn quickly that he meant what he said. He’d left the girl and it meant she was available. She was his now even if she didn’t know it. He hit the talk button, “Hello. There is no need, she is fine. I wouldn’t recommend it, we are busy. Good, but don’t forget what we discussed.”


Keiko listened and wished she had another phone. What had they talked about after she’d left? Had Yusuke known he’d be heading over here? How much had he witnessed on the dance floor? A blush crept up her cheeks as the man hung up and handed her the phone. “What did you discuss?”


“I let him know in certain terms that you are mine and I keep what is mine.” He wrapped an arm around her waist. She stiffened slightly at the claim but didn’t protest. In time they’d work things out and get closer. “Did I hurt you?”



She was his? When had this happened? When did he decide he wanted her? Could they make it as a couple? “A little but I’m okay, a little sore. What do you mean yours? When did you decide you might want to keep me around?”


He leaned forward to brush a chaste kiss across her mouth. “When I first saw you do that to Yusuke. The day on the beach when he returned. I saw you standing outside that café and I wanted you. You were taken so I had to bide my time. Make no mistake, I’ve wanted you for some time. I wasn’t sure if I was willing to hurt a friendship for a woman that might not want me. I didn’t mean to be that rough with you, you shouldn’t tease a man that has been wanting you for months.”


“Whatever,” she smiled as her climbed over her. Mischief clouded his eyes as she tried to push him off. A groan escaped her feeling his member already hard and pressing against her stomach. Just as he was leaning into kiss her the phone rang. She gasped as he answered the phone rudely with, “I told you we were busy.”


Kurama frowned as the voice began screaming on the other end. A blush that matched his hair set in as he handed the phone towards her, “It’s your mother.”


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