Love's Denial

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Okay here is the next chappie. I will say this now. I do not know a hell of a lot about sex. I am sorry. I am one of those dreaded things normal people call pathetic, but I'll call it a virgin. So please be nice, kittens. Enjoy, kittens!


Chapter Six


Kurama watched the paled body tied to his bed squirm in intense pleasure and need with lust filled emerald eyes.


His latest pet was tied from her wrist to her elbows with a red satin rope. Her eyes were covered in a satin blindfold and a blood red gag ball was in her mouth. The long vibrator between her legs pulsed on a low speed, causing her to spread her legs even father apart in an attempt to release her from the onslaught of pleasure. He watched as she thrust her hips, whimpering as he turned the vibrator up another notch from his chair at the end of the bed. Yes, he was very proud of his work.


The female tied to his bed was one for only the most exotic of tastes. She was pale, almost deathly pale against the red sheets. She wasn’t very curvaceous. Her hips barely flared out and her firm bottom wasn’t very round. Her full breasts weren’t very big. All in all, she looked average, but that wasn’t what made her perfect for Kurama. She was responsive, so very responsive, to any type of stimulation, pain or pleasure. Beatings only made her wetter and vibrators only made her moan louder. She had virtually no limits. Most females were not like that. They were scared of pain and some were even more terrified of pleasure. This creature thrived on both, taking what she could and giving what was asked of her.
Kurama groaned as her muffled whimpers grew louder, her hips coming off the bed. He stood up and walked to the side of the bed and stroked her face. She nuzzled into his hand; the blindfold was wet with her tears of frustration. “Do you want to cum, pet?” he asked her, moving her hair away from her sweaty forehead. She nodded her head violently. Kurama laughed and pulled out another rope. “Only if you can prove that you deserve it,” he told her, stroking the tops of her thighs, noticing that her juices were running down them. “Can you be a good little girl?” he asked, slipping one finger inside of her, next to the vibrator, causing it to push even harder against her tight walls. She screamed around the gag ball, throwing her head from one side to the other. He dropped the rope down beside her and brought his hand down against the back of one of her lifted thighs hard. “I asked you a question pet and it would be wise that you answer,” he said, his voice hard. He pressed another finger into her opening as she nodded her head, her body trembling around the vibrator and Kurama’s fingers. He removed his fingers and picked the rope back up, bringing his free hand to stroke her breasts. “Good girl. Now close your legs,” he told her, moving to his knees on the side of the bed. He watched as she closed her spread legs slightly, whimpering as the vibrator pressed against her walls more firmly. The hand that was fondling her breast suddenly twisted one of her nipples. She jerked her body toward the pain, her moans lost by the ever so effective gag ball and her legs widening once again. “I don’t think you want to cum tonight, pet. This makes twice that you have disobeyed me tonight. Do you want me to punish you?” he asked and she violently shook her head ‘no’.


When she brought her knees together, with much encouragement from Kurama, she let out a heartfelt plea. Kurama stroked his hand down her belly and gently touched the top of her sex. “How long do you think you can stay like this, pet?” he asked, listening to her muffled whimpers. “Not very long I presume,” he said, staring down at her closed legs. Kurama grinned wickedly. “Don’t worry my pet, I have something here that will make it so much easier for my sweet little whore to keep her legs closed.” He brought the satin rope to her thighs and began wrapping it around her legs. She struggled to get away, knowing that once the belt was tied, then she would never find relief. Kurama tightened the ropes and finished tying them at the tops of her knees. He looked down at his handy work. Yes, he was very proud indeed. Kurama left the bed and walked back over to his chair. He picked up the forgotten vibrator controller and turned it to its highest setting. He watched with amusement as she arched her back and screamed through the gag ball.


As he walked back to the bed, he lightly touched his own throbbing sex. He climbed back onto the bed and straddled her shoulders, bringing his sex to her face. He reached behind her with one hand to untie the gag ball and used his other to press it into her mouth. “Now, pet, when I release your mouth, do not utter a single sound.” He deftly removed his hand from her mouth and pulled the gag out. She lay there panting uncontrollably and Kurama grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head up roughly. He slammed his cock deep down her throat, feeling her moan of intense pleasure. He pulled out and coated her lips with his pre-cum then began a fast rhythm of fucking her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his cock as she sucked while he fucked her mouth with abandon. He opened his eyes, not realizing he had shut them and looked down at the female under him. He moved one hand from her neck to the back of the blindfold. He untied it with jerky movements and waited while she opened her teary eyes. He groaned his release when she looked up at him with such abandon in her pale blue eyes.


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Kurama woke up with a one hell of a hard on and a hangover. He looked down at his cock, which was throbbing with need, a need for her. He reached down with a groan and began to stroke, knowing that even if Yukina covered it with a block of her ice, it would still throb with the memory of his dream.


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Keiko and Aki were already up making breakfast when Kurama finished with his shower. Genkai was drinking her coffee and Yukina, her tea. When Keiko offered him a cup of coffee, he gladly accepted, sitting down next to the shy apparition. His eyes followed Aki as she deftly cut up an assortment of cheeses and vegetables to go in her baggie omelets. His eyes widened when he noticed that she wasn’t wearing her usual bag. This morning she was wearing pale blue, penguin pajamas that were huge and a pair of fussy blue slippers. Her hair was in two pigtailed braids with stray strands flying in every direction. It almost made him smile, almost.


When Shizuru walked into the sunny kitchen, she had to resist her sudden urge to hurl. She really shouldn’t drink so much on full stomach. When she sat down at the table she noticed that Kurama was there to, watching Aki, again. She grinned through her pounding head and upset stomach. “Well, if it isn’t the, Kurama, the drunken bastard.”


Genkai raised her eyebrow and Kurama turned to her with a confused look on his face. “Hello Shizuru, may I ask what you meant by that,” he stated, watching her amused grin turn evil in .33349 seconds.


“You mean you don’t remember saying that Tai and I are whores and that you want to fuck Aki,” she replied in sugary voice.


Genkai choked on her coffee, damning herself for going to bed. Aki yelped in pain as she missed the veggie she was cutting and sliced her finger. Keiko and Yukina decided to wake everyone else up, while poor little Kurama looked shocked. “I didn’t,” he said, leaning back in his seat in a daze.


Shizuru laughed. “Yes you did. Why poor Aki practically passed out while everyone else started to plan your funeral. Before Tai and I murdered you though, we realized that you were drunk off your ass.”


Kurama was pissed off. He should have left as soon as he saw the girl here but instead he thought that he could handle it and drank himself into a fucking mess. He turned to Shizuru. “My state of intoxication should not have effected my behavior so badly and is no excuse. I am terribly sorry and didn’t mean it,” he told her. She waved it off and got up to get a cup of coffee. Kurama then turned to Aki, who had just finished up bandaging her finger and was back at the cutting board. “Aki,” he said getting her attention, “I am also sorry if I made you uncomfortable in any way. I have no intention of being anything but your friend.” He stressed the word friend to be sure the timid human didn’t get any ideas.


Aki smiled at him sweetly. “Okay,” was all she said as the rest of the group walked into the room, most with hangovers and bad tempers.


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Tai walked into her and Aki’s apartment, stretching her sore muscles as she walked to the couch. Aki walked in behind her, carrying her small travel bag. She sat it down next to the door and followed Tai, kicking off her overly childish shoes. “So did you have fun, Tai?” she asked, laying down on the loveseat while Tai stretched out on the couch.


Tai looked back at her and grinned. “But of course. How could you ask such a thing,” she said in mock horror.


Aki laughed as she snuggled into the cushions. Her eyes began to drop as fatigue began to wash over her.


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Koenma was sitting in his office, chewing on his pen, his fifteenth pen as a matter of fact. His eyes were black and his face was ashen. He looked like hell. His head jerked up when he saw on of his ogres rush through his office door with a letter in his hand. “What the hell do you want, damnit,” he snapped causing the lesser being to quake in fear.


The ogre, fearful for his health, slowly placed the letter on Koenma’s desk. “This was delivered from the messenger from one of the blood-dragon clans,” he said backing away from Koenma.


Koenma looked at the piece of paper in shock. All blood-dragons were known for their isolation, hell they were far worse than ice apparitions. They were one of the few demon clans that stayed out of everyone’s way, therefore making them loyal to no one. Yama actually gave them his word that Sprit World would leave them be, so why in the hell would they be contacting Koenma now.


He picked up the sealed letter. He dismissed the ogre and broke the seal. After reading the first line, he almost had a heart attack. For the past five years someone had been killing off random blood-dragons but yesterday someone killed off an entire family of one of its most prominent clans. They feel that this is no coincidence and now they are after blood, everyone’s.

So, there it is Kittens! How was it. Now that you have gotten some sex maybe I'll get some review. 'Till next time Kittens!