In Tosa Province, Shikoku's southern bay, mountains meeting sea,
The demon palace, bright Youkai Kyuuden, nestled in forest.
Fine rice paper walls with oiled teak posts and ceilings, white tatami mats,
Gold incense torches lighting a maze of hallways, hidden, secret rooms.
Palace fit for gods, but occupied by youkai, den of temptation.
Hikari, god prince, thick black hair braided long follows curve of spine.
Skin shining golden as the rays of ancestor Amaterasu, eyes dark as his hair.
Mighty muscles flexed, teeth bared in a pleasured pant, he grips his lover.
As he growls deeply his body moves with his heartbeat, strong pulses in and out,
His gaze clouds with bliss, nerves burning with touching skin, ache of ecstasy.
White tiger demon, high prince Koutaishi, striped ears folded back,
Listening lover, tail lashing furiously, long toothed gasp and claws
Ripping soft silk sheets beside his flowing black hair, eyes shimmer sapphire
As hands on his hips hold his arched body firmly, resting on spread knees
And his chest and cheek, flushed red with euphoria, mewling pleasure's voice.
Beyond their pillows, more cushions litter the floor, beds for courtesans.
Glowing demon eyes, and animal tails and ears, a menagerie,
Jeweled kimono, open to let bodies touch, soft fur, and wet tongues
Tug over full lips, follow paths around pert breasts, find hidden places.
Hoping they are watched, their eyes watching in return, as the males finish.
Resting after love, skin flaming with spent passion, they lounge amid silks,
Sake flows free, and candied bites of fruit they feed each other's red lips,
Watching courtesans they could scarce notice before, rousing them again.
Teasing touches start, their bodies respond in kind, and they begin anew.
Their love lasts all night and into mornings to come, endless seduction.