ok so I was looking up naraku to double check my facts and I stumbled across an even more perfect song for this fic which made me wonder where I should take this. I have nothing really planned I am simply winging this. Should Naraku pull Kagome into his darkness? or should her purity bring him to the light, I know for a while at least there will be a shadowy in between, but honestly I havent even decided if Kagome will be/remain human... this is completely up in the air, who knows. Should she become something other than human I am toying with the idea of a celestial or lunar demon as opposed to the typical tenchi that she is often portrayed as... Idon't know just going where the characters take me with this one. any and all suggestions welcome! Also look up Naraku no Hana by
Lyrics/Vocals: Shimamiya Eiko
Composed: Nakazawa Tomoyuki
Arrangement: Nakazawa Tomoyuki & Ozaki Takeshi
animedot lyrics have it in romanji and english so check it out.
ps, I am giving serious consideration to the celestial thing after a few fun tidbits that I read. so that will likely be her hidden secret, well one of them hahaha
****fluff/lemon chapter******
Naraku's body healed rapidly once Kagome purified the dog demon's acid from his veins. He was currently laying beside his little priestess, debating what to do from there. He could smell the innocence and purity radiating from her and unlike every other pure thing he crossed paths with, he did not instinctively hate it. He reveled in her easy, unknowning acceptance, long used to the hatred earned for his various nefarious schemes.
She was so pure, so innocent it drove him to distraction. He trailed a hand along her stomach, drawing a soft mewl from her that stirred his loins again, making him chuckle softly. Oh the things he wished to do to this little miko of his. Perhaps this miko was worthy of him in a way nothing else of this disgusting world was. There was something about her, more than just the purity of her body and soul that called to him, something far deeper buried inside of her and he needed to learn the truth of this secret. He doubted she even knew what she was. But he would find out. After all, knowing things was what he was good at.
He nuzzled into her ear, curious how far this toying would go this time around. "Awake my little miko, allow me to thank you for your wonderful care." he rumbled against her ear, running his tongue along the soft succulent flesh with a low groan, his cock already at attention. She had shifted in her sleep so her delectably full rear pressed firmly against his groin and he ground it against her. A hand caged her against his hard chest, the furs shifted off of him to reveal him bare beneath the baboon pelt he wore. He slid a hand under the strange shirt to find even stranger bindings covering her breasts. With an annoyed huff he snapped the fabric, letting his palm cover her breasts with a low groan of appreciation.
She moaned breathlessly, squirming against him in her sleep, seeming to be clinging to the realm of dreams.
Well, he could not have that could he? He chuckled as he captured a pebbled nipple, pinching it, drawing her from sleep with a startled gasp of arousal, her thighs clenching together.
"Ahh much better my gorgeous one." he rumbled, enjoying her more virginal but just as sensual noises.
"Y-You should be resting not trying to cop a feel!" she declared swatting half heartedly at him. Her body was on fire, she needed something cold and space from this strange man, pronto.
"I healed already thanks to your very skilled ministrations. I only seek to thank you properly." he answered, trailing his fingers lightly down her stomach as his lips found her neck.
The sensation was too much for her and she felt her head tipping back with a needy whimper escaping her.
His hand slid to cup her over her strange pants, enjoying that he could feel the shape of her, even if not her true core so easily.
"Y-You d-oooon't havetodothat." she cried out, her traitorous hips rocking against his hand of its own accord.
"If that is your response I must insist I continue," he purred out.
Kagome swallowed breathlessly, not getting a moment to regain her breath, let alone her thoughts under his skilled hands," Please..." she moaned softly, biting down on her lower lip to muffle the lewd noises escaping her.
He chuckled huskily into her ear,"Please what my little miko?" he rumbled.
"Please... stop. I'm n-not ready," she pleaded finally, seizing upon a moment of her wits coming about her.
It was with a reluctant sigh he withdrew."As you wish my lovely one. I shall obey your requests. I shall not touch you so intimately again without your express consent." he said, smirking inwardly as he debated the best ways to illicit such pleading from her. He got further than he had expected for certain, so there was hope.
That however did nothing for his aching cock. He smirked wickedly as a thought came to him.
"Kagome, could I ask one thing from you?" he asked in the closest thing to innocent he could manage.
She blinked in surprise at the request," Sure I guess." She agreed readily.
Oh how he loved her innocence! "Watch me have to deal with what you've done to me. I will not even complain if you touch me but do not wish me to touch you still." he answered, smirking as he watched the crimson crawl across her milky skin.
He sat upright, leaning against the rock wall and casually splayed his legs so she had a unobscured view of his engorged member. The startled yip she gave and the increased blush to her cheeks made him twitch in excitement. He chuckled when she closed her eyes.
Tutting his disappointment he smirked," Ah-ah-ahh. take responsibility for what you have done. All I am asking is you watch instead of help more... proactively. Certainly you can manage that much my little miko?" he questioned.
Shyly she nodded, clenching her fists over her thighs as she sat on her knees and faced him properly. The sight of her in such a submissive position drew a groan from his lips as he wet his palm before taking himself in hand.
He watched the battle of wills she had, striving valiantly to simply look at his face, but he watched as with every stroke her gaze was pulled forther south. She inched closer without even being away of it. He groaned as he picked up his pace, his heavily lidded eyes only seeing her, flushed and wanting as bad as he but in denial. Oh he would fuck her, he knew it, but he was a patient man. He wanted to see how more she could resist, how long he could draw out the game until she begged him to fuck her like a common whore. He imagined what vulgar things he could make her beg for and her still keep that innocent aura about her, make her his own personal deviant, unable to look at any but him for her pleasure. Yes that would be his new game. He would forever twist his miko to him and him alone. That thought, with her enraptured blue gaze locked on him he came, and he came hard. He felt the force of it throughout his entire body, the extreme pleasure nearly painful as his seed managed to hit the miko, startling her as his hot cream spattered against her lips and cheeks, her slightly parted mouth meaning she got a sample of his essence
That was not intended, but he could not bring himself to regret it, the sight of her wearing the culmination of his arousal on her face a sight he wanted to see again, preferably when she was drooling and his cock coated in her saliva. He would not even be opposed to tears streaming from those gorgeous eyes of her. Oh yes. That fantasy would one day soon be a reality he decided.
"My apologies Kagome, let me help you with that." he said playfully, surprising her by leaning closer, lapping up his mess from her flesh before he claimed her lips, only his mouth making contact with her. He kissed her slowly, coaxingly,using his tongue to collect his ejection before he pulled away, unphased by his own flavor on his tongue when he also got her heavenly flavor.
He took in her embarrassment, reveling in her innocence and arousal blending together, the tortuous scents blending in the small cave. "You still seem tired my sweet Kagome, you are more than welcome to rest against me as before. I shall keep my word." he vowed, beckoning her closer, enjoying the strange warmth that filled his typically cold and hate filled being when he was touching her.
She glanced at his state of dress then away, her cheeks darkening again, if even possible. She shyly nodded as she stoked the fire. Glancing out of the opening of the cave she realized why it was so chilly as soft innocuous flakes fell from the sky. "Thank you. I'll keep my clothes on though if you don't mind." she said, hesitantly laying back into the silky white fur of his pelt once more.
Naraku smirked in victory as he laid with her once more, resisting the temptation to nuzzle into her own raven locks. Instead he pulled the pelt over himself, adjusting her so they were both covered and his arm draped chastely over her waist. Only when he heard her heart rate and breathing slow to one that was asleep did he himself seek refuge from his masochism in sleep.