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Summary: Kurama/Botan. There's always a little sexual tension between the both of them. But, sometimes, it's more than either of them can take.

Carnal Desires

Chapter 2

It was never meant to be this way.

Although, it wasn't as if Botan would've minded even if it was, anyway. Even so, everything about this felt so wrong and she couldn't shake off the unnerving feeling that told her she should've bolted for the exit three minutes ago. Then again, it wasn't as if she could, with his strong arms wrapping tightly around her small waist, which left her no room to escape.

"Are you alright, Botan?" Kurama's voice was husky, and even though that alone could've set her whole body on fire, there was a tint of amusement in his tone, causing her to bite her lower lip in embarrassment. What did he want from her? Was this just a game?

Well, perhaps it was.

And she was to blame for it.

She knew she shouldn't have gone out that night! Ever since Kurama caught her in a state of her utmost lewd outfit, his eyes had been hungrily watching her every movement, staring at her, eyeing every inch of her body like he was a beast ravenous for a taste of her skin... And although the white transparent buttoned shirt she wore then was enough to drive any man crazy, it hadn't been enough to push him over the edge, but her shameless and inappropriate flirting probably did.

What went through her head at the time? She blamed Shizuru's booze.

And now, she'd started this little game between them. Which she wasn't even entirely sure whether she should take part in or back out of. However, a part of her did obviously enjoy this.

She felt his hands cupping her (thankfully) clothed hips, squeezing lightly. A startled gasp left her lips at the simple action, which quickly escalated into something sexual as one of his hands disappeared into her skirt. Her legs started to tremble, whilst he smirked at her reaction.

"I'll ask you again, Botan," Because she didn't answer him the first time, "Are you alright?"

She bit the inside of her cheek, before lifting her gaze to shoot a death glare at the fox. He sported a self-satisfied smirk, his emerald eyes dancing with mirth, which served to aggravate and frustrate her even more. She shut her mouth tight in a silent disobedience not to respond.

But he wouldn't let her slide without an answer.

Botan jerked upwards when his fingers suddenly rested on her most private area, stroking her teasingly through her lacy pink panties.

"Well?" he prodded, pressing a finger hard on her sensitive clit. "Your reply is?"

"Yes," her shaky voice finally came, "Yes, I'm alright."

"Really?" A low chuckle erupted from his throat, which sent a shiver down her spine. She wasn't sure if it was because of the fear or excitement she felt over what he would do next.

"Y-yes," she was proud she managed to respond again.

He continued to rub his fingers on her. "But, you're frowning."

"I-I'm concentrating!"

"On what?"

"O-on..."

"A way to get out of this?"

"N-no."

Her confidence in her responses was wavering, she knew Kurama could tell.

"Then," he started, but his fingers halted their ministrations, lingering just above her now soaked underwear, "do you want me to stop?"

She was taken off guard by his question, she hadn't expected that. She looked up at him, body quivering under his lustful and predatory gaze that seemed to never waver from her form. She almost felt like she was a small sheep, and he was a big, bad wolf that would devour her. Except she probably wouldn't mind him devouring her.

Botan couldn't answer even as she tried, so she shook her head mutely in response.

"Then, say it," His voice was firm, with suppressed desire, and his hand continued their previous attention on her, except this time, his fingers stroked her faster, making her arch her back, and her mouth hung open in pleasure.

She shook her head again, stubbornly, and he stopped.

"Say it," he nearly growled. "Tell me you want this."

"I-I..."

"Well?"

"I-I... I don't want you to stop," she merely said, as she still wasn't willing enough to tell him how much she wanted him.

Fortunately, he continued, anyway.

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.

.

He told her to leave about five minutes later, giving her a lame excuse of how he needed some sleep for a test tomorrow, as he couldn't afford to fail it. A part of her told her that he was doing it on purpose though, as he seemed to find entertainment in sexually frustrating her. In a way, she figured it was his way of venting his emotions about that night. Because apparently, she drove him to the point of insanity (his words, not hers), so he ought to do the same.

Prick,

Botan thought as she huffed angrily and stomped her way out of his room. She could see him smirk for one last time before she left him. For good, hopefully. But she knew she would always come back. Now that he'd gone and done it now, she couldn't resist him any longer.

She didn't know how things would progress for the both of them from now, but she did know one thing:

Kurama didn't let her climax.

He obviously had an annoying tendecy to irk her to no end.

Never mind, she smirked, she could always get her payback.