Life is Sweet, Murder is Sweeter
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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1,701
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6
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Chapter Three
Life is Sweet, Murder is Sweeter:
“Fuck!” Kurounue cursed when the bomb hit his wing, sending intense, distracting pain through him, and during the moment of distraction Karasu sent another bomb. This bomb hit the bat demon’s leg, ripping the pant leg and staining the pale skin with blood.
“That’s what I’m planning.” Karasu smirked, his eyes glinting red. “I can’t wait until your body’s writhing beneath mine.” He licked his lips, lunging at Kurounue and pinning the bat demon to the ground.
“Get off me.” Kurounue snarled, fighting against Karasu’s steel-like grip on his arms. Almost—he almost succeeded when the crow demon exploded another bomb at his chest, wounding him severely.
“Now, my pet.” Karasu purred in his ear. “Now what way should I take you? Or should I just have more fun torturing you?” Here the crow demon licked Kurounue’s ear, tracing his tongue around the lobe before gently nipping at it.
That nip grew to a full bite that left the bat demon’s ear bloody before Karasu moved his embrace to the Kurounue’s neck—his lust heated up by the smell of blood. Roughly the crow demon sucked at the bat demon’s neck, smirking as a moan escaped Kurounue’s pursed lips.
“You shouldn’t hold back, my pet—it’s not well to hide pleasure from your master.”
“Fuck you.”
Chuckling, Karasu bit into Kurounue’s neck, while moving both of the bat demon’s arms above his head. Securing both arms with one hand, Karasu moved his other hand to Kurounue’s chest, ghosting over the heating up flesh.
“You want this, I can tell. Tell me, how long has it been since you’ve been taken?” Karasu purred, licking up the blood that sipped from Kurounue’s wounds. Torturously his fingers ghosted over the bat demon’s chest, playing with each perking nipple and trailing to Kurounue’s navel—
As Karasu trailed his fingers lower Kurounue flinched away from the touch, biting down on his lips to keep his moans at bay. He didn’t want to be taken, not by this wretched demon—only Kurama was allowed to be seme with him. But his wounds weren’t healing fast enough, not fast enough to escape the pleasure running through him. To escape writhing in pleasure beneath the crow demon’s expert touches.
A grin forming on his face, Karasu trailed his fingers to the bat demon’s pants, noticing how tight they got with Kurounue’s erection pressing against the cloth.
“You want this, my pet. Your body is eager for it. It must have been a long time since you’ve been taken. Now, relax…I promise you’ll enjoy it.” Karasu purred nipping at Kurounue’s other ear, his hand on the bat demon’s pants massaging his erection.
“Get…off…me….” Kurounue managed between moans, bombarded by pleasure from Karasu’s touches.
“Now pet, you don’t order your master around.” Karasu stopped his hand movements when he heard Kurounue growl:
“You’re not my master.”
“Oh yeah? Who has who captured? I have you and I’m not letting you go until I’m satisfied.” Karasu brought his hand to Kurounue’s chest and scratched along the pale skin with his nails, leaving five bloody lines going from chest down to navel. “Heh.” Karasu licked the blood off his nails and brought his hand back to the bat demon’s pants, ripping away the concealing cloth.
Freed from its confines, Kurounue’s erection stood in Karasu’s hungry view, enticing his own lust from showing against his pants.
Feeling the brief wind on his bare member, Kurounue shivered in pleasure as Karasu trailed a finger along the vein on the side, from tip to scrotum. So endowed with lust, Kurounue almost forgot about his healing wounds, almost succumbed to the crow demon’s ministrations.
Almost.
Wounds healed enough so he could move without pain, Kurounue kicked Karasu away, freeing his arms from the crow demon’s grip.
Noting the change in Kurounue’s strength, the growth of his youki, Karasu sent bombs toward the bat demon, cursing himself for not wounding Kurounue more before trying to have his fun.
Not a single one of the bombs hit their target as Kurounue whipped his scythe toward Karasu, straight through the onslaught of bombs exploding each of them. Next the scythe tried striking Karasu, who dodged and sent more bombs to the partly naked bat demon. Again the scythe exploded each of them, returning to Kurounue standing alert for the crow demon’s next assault.
“I’ll get you one way or another, my pet.” Karasu purred, keeping his calm even as his eyes narrowed in frustration. His own lust burned within him, wanting release, wanting to feel the bat demon squirming beneath him—to feel the heat of being inside the bat demon.
Seeing Kurounue’s naked erection heated Karasu’s lust even more—he wanted the bat demon more intensely than anything, to feel Kurounue writhing beneath him in pleasure and pain, to taste his blood and feel the heat radiating from his body—all that he wanted to experience and more.
His desire for Kurounue was akin to his lust for Kurama—both were equal to his passion-consumed mind, both gave him the same pleasure in imagining them squirming in his power, writhing under his touch.
“As I said before, our fighting is futile. Healing is quick in this place.” Kurounue said his lust dimming as he stood, oblivious to Karasu’s simmering lust.
“Hn, like I said before—I can fight for your body. A pleasure like that I’d kill myself to possess.”
“You’ll soon be wishing you were dying if you continue to mess with me.” Kurounue pulled up his pants, covering his lessening erection, though the cloth was too ripped to remain up without help.
Seizing this opportunity, Karasu lunged at Kurounue, smirking as the bat demon threw his scythe while still holding up his pants. Karasu easily dodged the scythe and sent some bombs toward the bat demon.
Kurounue, seeing his mistake, let go of his pants and sent a blast of youki toward the bombs. A huge explosion resulted; smoke fogging up Kurounue’s vision. Karasu, taking advantage of the bat demon’s temporary blindness, snuck up behind Kurounue and exploded a bomb on the bat demon’s back.
“FUCK!”
“That’s what I’m planning, my pet.” Karasu purred and kicked Kurounue to the ground—this time sending bombs to wound the bat demon more thoroughly—enough where the bat demon was a bloody wreck on the ground, crippled and broken under Karasu’s control.
“Fuck!” Kurounue cursed when the bomb hit his wing, sending intense, distracting pain through him, and during the moment of distraction Karasu sent another bomb. This bomb hit the bat demon’s leg, ripping the pant leg and staining the pale skin with blood.
“That’s what I’m planning.” Karasu smirked, his eyes glinting red. “I can’t wait until your body’s writhing beneath mine.” He licked his lips, lunging at Kurounue and pinning the bat demon to the ground.
“Get off me.” Kurounue snarled, fighting against Karasu’s steel-like grip on his arms. Almost—he almost succeeded when the crow demon exploded another bomb at his chest, wounding him severely.
“Now, my pet.” Karasu purred in his ear. “Now what way should I take you? Or should I just have more fun torturing you?” Here the crow demon licked Kurounue’s ear, tracing his tongue around the lobe before gently nipping at it.
That nip grew to a full bite that left the bat demon’s ear bloody before Karasu moved his embrace to the Kurounue’s neck—his lust heated up by the smell of blood. Roughly the crow demon sucked at the bat demon’s neck, smirking as a moan escaped Kurounue’s pursed lips.
“You shouldn’t hold back, my pet—it’s not well to hide pleasure from your master.”
“Fuck you.”
Chuckling, Karasu bit into Kurounue’s neck, while moving both of the bat demon’s arms above his head. Securing both arms with one hand, Karasu moved his other hand to Kurounue’s chest, ghosting over the heating up flesh.
“You want this, I can tell. Tell me, how long has it been since you’ve been taken?” Karasu purred, licking up the blood that sipped from Kurounue’s wounds. Torturously his fingers ghosted over the bat demon’s chest, playing with each perking nipple and trailing to Kurounue’s navel—
As Karasu trailed his fingers lower Kurounue flinched away from the touch, biting down on his lips to keep his moans at bay. He didn’t want to be taken, not by this wretched demon—only Kurama was allowed to be seme with him. But his wounds weren’t healing fast enough, not fast enough to escape the pleasure running through him. To escape writhing in pleasure beneath the crow demon’s expert touches.
A grin forming on his face, Karasu trailed his fingers to the bat demon’s pants, noticing how tight they got with Kurounue’s erection pressing against the cloth.
“You want this, my pet. Your body is eager for it. It must have been a long time since you’ve been taken. Now, relax…I promise you’ll enjoy it.” Karasu purred nipping at Kurounue’s other ear, his hand on the bat demon’s pants massaging his erection.
“Get…off…me….” Kurounue managed between moans, bombarded by pleasure from Karasu’s touches.
“Now pet, you don’t order your master around.” Karasu stopped his hand movements when he heard Kurounue growl:
“You’re not my master.”
“Oh yeah? Who has who captured? I have you and I’m not letting you go until I’m satisfied.” Karasu brought his hand to Kurounue’s chest and scratched along the pale skin with his nails, leaving five bloody lines going from chest down to navel. “Heh.” Karasu licked the blood off his nails and brought his hand back to the bat demon’s pants, ripping away the concealing cloth.
Freed from its confines, Kurounue’s erection stood in Karasu’s hungry view, enticing his own lust from showing against his pants.
Feeling the brief wind on his bare member, Kurounue shivered in pleasure as Karasu trailed a finger along the vein on the side, from tip to scrotum. So endowed with lust, Kurounue almost forgot about his healing wounds, almost succumbed to the crow demon’s ministrations.
Almost.
Wounds healed enough so he could move without pain, Kurounue kicked Karasu away, freeing his arms from the crow demon’s grip.
Noting the change in Kurounue’s strength, the growth of his youki, Karasu sent bombs toward the bat demon, cursing himself for not wounding Kurounue more before trying to have his fun.
Not a single one of the bombs hit their target as Kurounue whipped his scythe toward Karasu, straight through the onslaught of bombs exploding each of them. Next the scythe tried striking Karasu, who dodged and sent more bombs to the partly naked bat demon. Again the scythe exploded each of them, returning to Kurounue standing alert for the crow demon’s next assault.
“I’ll get you one way or another, my pet.” Karasu purred, keeping his calm even as his eyes narrowed in frustration. His own lust burned within him, wanting release, wanting to feel the bat demon squirming beneath him—to feel the heat of being inside the bat demon.
Seeing Kurounue’s naked erection heated Karasu’s lust even more—he wanted the bat demon more intensely than anything, to feel Kurounue writhing beneath him in pleasure and pain, to taste his blood and feel the heat radiating from his body—all that he wanted to experience and more.
His desire for Kurounue was akin to his lust for Kurama—both were equal to his passion-consumed mind, both gave him the same pleasure in imagining them squirming in his power, writhing under his touch.
“As I said before, our fighting is futile. Healing is quick in this place.” Kurounue said his lust dimming as he stood, oblivious to Karasu’s simmering lust.
“Hn, like I said before—I can fight for your body. A pleasure like that I’d kill myself to possess.”
“You’ll soon be wishing you were dying if you continue to mess with me.” Kurounue pulled up his pants, covering his lessening erection, though the cloth was too ripped to remain up without help.
Seizing this opportunity, Karasu lunged at Kurounue, smirking as the bat demon threw his scythe while still holding up his pants. Karasu easily dodged the scythe and sent some bombs toward the bat demon.
Kurounue, seeing his mistake, let go of his pants and sent a blast of youki toward the bombs. A huge explosion resulted; smoke fogging up Kurounue’s vision. Karasu, taking advantage of the bat demon’s temporary blindness, snuck up behind Kurounue and exploded a bomb on the bat demon’s back.
“FUCK!”
“That’s what I’m planning, my pet.” Karasu purred and kicked Kurounue to the ground—this time sending bombs to wound the bat demon more thoroughly—enough where the bat demon was a bloody wreck on the ground, crippled and broken under Karasu’s control.