"Is that so?" The sea creature asks, closing the small gap between the two of us. His hand comes up to cup my chin so softly; I almost don't believe he's the same beast from before. "Your eyes are much sadder than they were. What has left them so empty?" He whispers, slowly leaning in, pressing his lips against my cheek in an almost comforting way.
"You were going to kill me the moment you first saw me. Why show concern for my well-being now?" I whisper indignantly, turning my face further away from him.
Before I know what's happening, I'm suddenly pinned to the ground, the demon kneeling over me with one of his legs between my own, sending a sensory memory coursing through my body, his head is bowed down to my neck, where he gently presses the length of his tongue along my flesh, forcing a shiver through my entire body. "You are now my mate." He whispers against my flesh, one of his hands moving to rest lightly on my stomach, his long delicate fingers sliding within my kimono. "Your wellness is now one of my greatest concerns."
"Stop…" I can barely whisper, my hands move to push at his shoulders, but the demon is still a great deal stronger than I am, and he carefully grips my left wrist pinning it to the ground as he slowly begins to kiss his way up my neck.
"I cannot. With my mark upon you, my ability to restrain myself is almost non-existent." He whispers, his teeth pressing in against the flesh at my jaw.
"You heard the girl, demon!" Another familiar voice shouts, the demon reacts quickly, lifting his body up to stare at the voice calling out to him. Though, perhaps he shouldn't have, because as soon as he looks up, a rather large log is smashed against his face.
The demon lets out a long hiss of anger, jumping away from me and landing clear across the river, almost like nothing had happened at all. "You are my mate now, girl! Do not think this is the last you shall see of me. No matter how faded that scar becomes, you are mine!" He calls out, his eyes full of heat and longing as he looks directly at me.
I carefully sit up, quickly pulling my clothes back into place, my entire face a bright red as a strange sort of embarrassment quickly fills my stomach and chest.
"Are you alright, Miss? That demon's been coming here for hours now, looking for something." The male sighs in exasperation. His movements are loud as he wipes something from his brow, most likely sweat. "I'm just glad that I got that kind demon to take my little sister's body away from here, that demon would have probably gobbled her up."
This man is odd. I slowly turn to face him, then stop, frozen by the sight in front of me. "Shun?" I quietly whisper, shock and wonder quickly bubbling from within my chest to fill my face. "You're still alive? I thought that crash through the wall killed you!" I quickly jump from the edge of the water, wrapping my arms around my twin brother as tightly as I can, tears of happiness quickly coming to the corners of my eyes.
"I'm sorry?" The boy carefully places his hands on my shoulders, gently pushing me an arm's length away from him. "Young miss, I don't know how you know my name or what happened earlier before the village went up in smoke, but you should be careful around here." He smiles, his hand slowly coming to rest on top of my head to slowly slide down along my hair.
My eyes widen and for a moment, my cheeks turning bright pink. "Shun, that's not funny."
"What's not funny? Young Miss, I don't know what you're talking about. Though, I won't lie, you do look familiar." He chuckles, continuing to stroke my hair.
"I'm only wearing makeup, how can that make it so difficult to see? Dear brother, is your memory damaged from hitting your head on a wall? That seems foolish, though, since my skull was completely cracked!" I smack his hand away from my head, a small pout quickly forming on my lips.
"You can't possibly be my sister; you look too healthy and pretty." He says in a tone that has far too much amusement for the situation.
"She is your sister, boy." The demon has somehow gotten only a few feet away, his eyes focusing on my collarbone. "The two of you ate mermaid flesh. Any inherent abilities you had are strangely enhanced, not to mention you can seemingly feed yourselves with more than just food, which explains your sister's filling out. She was indeed; quite skeletal when I saw her last, but now her body seems like that of any young woman who properly cares for her health." The demon purrs, the slightest undertone of sexual tension practically oozing from his entire being.
"What did I say, demon!? Leave!" My brother practically shrieks at the creature that seems to only have eyes for me.
"Boy, the girl is mine. She may be your flesh and blood, but her body will belong to me." He purrs in a deep voice as he lowers his lids, staring intently at me. "She bares my mark, after all."
"First off, if she's my sister, there's no way she could bare your mark, because my sister would never put herself in such a position. She's such a good girl; it almost hurts to just talk to her."
"My, that's quite different from the girl I met who wandered into my garden to steal some herbs." The demon smirks, easily looking past the male in front of me to stare coldly into my soul.
"Herbs?" Shun stops, something quickly clicking into his mind. "Tsukie did have a small basket of herbs I don't remember her explaining…" His eyes seem to empty of emotion.
"I just wanted to bring flavor into our meal. If it made everyone happy, I wouldn't mind breaking a rule or two and suffering the consequences." I whisper quietly, my left hand quickly coming to rest on the scar upon my left collarbone.
"I suppose, she isn't the only one to blame. What she did, honestly, probably had no effect on anyone else in the village. I brought that strange meat into the house." Shun whispers, his shoulders sagging as he slowly turns to look at me. "I'm sorry, Tsukie. I just wanted us to have enough food for you to have some as well, so you wouldn't starve. I couldn't imagine living without you, but my selfishness has cost us not only our family, but our village as well."
"It's alright, Shun. It will probably hurt for a long time, but we have the time now that the pain will likely fade long before we die." I reach over, resting my hand on his shoulder.
"Indeed. Now, come to me girl. You are making this much more difficult than it needs to be. I know you feel it as well; I can smell you all the way from over here. Which means that damned dog will smell you if we do not get this over with quickly." The demon growls, desire quickly filling his eyes.
"What's he talking about, Tsukie?" Shun looks at me, suspicion filling his features.
I slowly pull my kimono open just a smidge to show the scar. "He marked me when I stole the herbs." I whisper, my hands squeezing tightly at my elbows.
"That mark is making her body react like a she-demon in heat. Any male demon within a close enough distance is probably feeling the effect her delightful scent." The demon explains, taking a few questioning steps closer, as if testing just how close he can get.
"Indeed it is. And if that delightful little body of hers isn't mounted soon, who knows just how bad it will get." Yet another voice calls from behind the small group, sending a shiver down my back as I remember just how close that voice has gotten to my ear. "Who knows if she'll survive, though?"
"You damned dog! This is your fault for keeping me from just eating her." The sea creature shouts at the Dog General, his arms tightly wrapped around himself as he slowly steps even closer, his eyes staring intently at my bared shoulder.
"When I see a lovely young maiden in danger, I simply can't stand by as a beast tries to ravage her delicate flesh. I was barely even able to control myself as I cleaned the wound you made upon her fragile flesh." The General retorts, taking a few steps closer himself.
"You… Cleaned her wound?" The sea beast glares at the demon dog, suddenly moving so quickly, there's not a person in the world who could keep track of him, at least no human.
It takes a matter of seconds, and my arms are held tightly behind my back and a large, masculine hand is suddenly pressing against my neck, keeping me in place. "Another man's tongue has defiled you… I must cleanse you…" The deep voice purrs, teeth pressing against the flesh of my ear.
Then, with less warning than the Sea Beast's movements, both the demon and myself are sent flying, a flash of silver fur and hair invading my field of vision. Seconds later, we are completely submerged in cold water.
"Leave it to a foolish Dog to attack a water demon in water." The demon behind me sighs, snapping his fingers and transporting the three of us to a magnificent palace, where somehow, it's possible for us creatures of land to breathe. "You're just lucky there are no Ningyo nearby." The demon growls, tightly grasping my hand as he pulls me along with his graceful swimming and the General holds onto my waist for dear life.
"You did not mount the girl; therefore she is not your mate!" The dog called from my waist, somehow slowly pulling himself up my body as gently as he can.
"If you would quit interfering, it would be done by now!" The nearly camouflaged demon calls back, anger quickly filling his voice.
Without any warning, the General of dogs' hands roughly land upon my breasts, bringing a rather loud moan from my throat. "You don't even know what her body enjoys!" He screams, one of his legs carefully pressing between my own and pressing up against one of the most sensitive spots of my body. He presses his lips against the nape of my neck, and then gently sinks his teeth deep into my flesh.
We come to a screeching halt in some kind of amazing throne room. I barely have time to look around as the Dog quickly begins to suckle at the flesh of my neck, his tongue slowly moving in tiny circles along the small wound he's made.
A moan easily escapes my throat and I push against the hands that are holding me in place. "Please, Mi'lord, please don't do this…"
"What have you done, you damn dog!" The Sea Creature shouts, tearing the demonic dog away from my back, carefully pulling the two of us apart while keeping a gentle hold upon my upper arm.
"She doesn't even know your name, Sea Cucumber." The demon general shouts, tightly grabbing at my other upper arm. I look back and forth between the two demons, before I look to the sea demon curiously.
"If she wishes to know, I'll tell her." He smiles gently, his eyes the kindest I've ever seen, considering I had just met him less than a day ago.
"I do want to know your name. But, I'd also like to know why you seem to be so interested in taking me as your mate." I look from the green haired demon to the silver haired demon. "I want to know why you're both acting like spoiled little children. Children with frightfully adult tastes, but still children."
"For the first answer I owe you. Umi no Yami. Call me what you wish." His kind smile broadens, becoming almost heart meltingly beautiful, much like the ocean in a deceiving moment of peace. "I originally planned on just eating you for trespassing in my garden, but then I couldn't stop myself from wanting you. The small taste I had of your delightful flesh…" He whispers, pulling me closer, burying his face against my neck. The demon's tongue flicking against the flesh of my neck. "It's simply, intoxicating. "
"And I'm sure that it's got nothing to do with your need to mate? The girl was merely a trespasser, then became a way to relieve stress, but then you couldn't achieve what you needed, and she became an object of obsession, simply because of the mark you left upon her collarbone." The pale demon called, his arms crossing across his chest, somehow making his muscles look even bigger.
"What's your excuse, Dog? You've already mated. What could you possibly want from a human girl like her?" The dark creature of the sea shouts, hugging me tightly against his broad chest, my cheeks darken as the scent of the ocean fills my senses.
"I find her adorable. Though, I would prefer she become my son's mate. The way they reacted to one another was truly a sight to behold. But, if I need to play with the girl a bit to get her ready for my son until he is ready to accept her as his bride, then I will do so gladly." The demon chuckles, no apparent care in the world.
"You've challenged my mark, you damned dog. Do you not know what that means for her?" The demon holding me to his chest glares at the general, a grimace playing across his features. "It will be agony for her if you or I take her. Pure agony." His arm quickly shot out, sending what looked like a blade towards the Dog.
"We can always take her at the same time." The Dog's eyes narrow, an intense heat filling those golden eyes of his, bringing a little squeal of terror from the pit of my stomach.
"Lord Umino?" I shiver in the beast's arms, hands pushing against his chest as if I can get away from the creatures.
"That would probably kill the poor girl." He glares at the dog, as if he couldn't believe a single thing he had heard from the man.
"Perhaps, but it would solve the little issue we're having. Not to mention, if she does die, she will probably just come back to life. After all, she is basically Yao Bikuni." Inutaisho chuckles, the smile upon his face unnerving as he looks at me like a piece of meat.
"You do know, that the woman in that story died, the only reason she lived so long was because of her peaceful lifestyle." He stares incredulously at the male demon, his hand slowly moving along my back in as comforting a way as he can manage, considering the fact that he's a monster.
"She's already come back to life once. Who's to say she won't again?" The silver haired beast slowly let his eyes wander to the tiny form in the other male's arms. A shiver runs up along my spine at the feel of his gaze.
I continue trying to pull away from the arms that hold me captive, while at the same time trying to avoid the gaze of the demon. My own gaze turns up towards the beast that is holding me still. He is staring down at me with that same heat in his eyes as the demon that is only a few paces away.
"This… Is probably going to hurt. A lot." The Demon purrs, quickly capturing my lips in the softest kiss that this demon has placed upon my lips. I blink up at him, my breath quickly catching in my chest as another set of hands suddenly presses against my sides, a second set of lips pressing against the nape of my neck.
"If you beg properly, we'll do our best to make sure it feels as good as possible instead of painful. Not that you would mind, considering how you feel about pain." The demon at my neck whispers against my ear, lightly grazing his fangs against my flesh.
Their claws pressed in against my flesh, fangs digging. Something inside of me shivers as I look from one of the demons to the other, my hands moving to push at the hands that are suddenly holding onto me. Long, green hair and silver hair wrap around me, making it difficult to fight against their hold. I tilt my head back, watching my darker locks mingle with the two strange hues, and small tears quickly come to the corners of my eyes.
Without any warning, my obi comes undone, floating away in the current while my kimono begins to gape open for the two men to see. With wide eyes, I watch the two males look at each other, a strange understanding filling their eyes as they fight to untie their own clothes. With the fraction of a second I find freedom, I quickly start to swim away. As I'm swimming, I let my eyes wander and take in the beauty of the room we're in. The room is rather beautiful, decorated in shells, strange fish, and coral. It's absolutely beautiful, but now is no time to enjoy décor. With as much courage as I can muster, I look back to see that they have gotten their armor, kimono, and nearly any accessories off of themselves. My breath catches in my chest at the sight of the two magnificently beautiful demons clad in only their hakama. I won't lie, the sight is so enjoyable I almost contemplate letting them catch me.
The two of them look to one another, a strange smile passing from one to the other as if they are communicating without talking. It's not a demonic thing, but a gaze that two men of the same mindset share when lust takes over and clouds their judgement. The two males turn towards me, kneeling down to the floor of the room before kicking off towards me.
My eyes go the widest they've ever gone in my life. Kicking my legs as quickly as possible; I try to get out of the way of the two oncoming demons, the fear in my stomach forcing a small yelp from my lips.
As I try to swim away, a large hand wraps tightly around my ankle, another around one of my wrists. In the time it takes me to shout out in terror, again, I am once again trapped by the two demons. The creature of the sea pulled me in against his bare chest, his lips pressing gently to the back of my neck while one of his hands move to rest on my bare stomach. My eyes close tightly, back arching to press against the hand on my stomach, which is soon joined by another hand. The sensation on my stomach almost distracts me from the sensation of soft flesh pressing against my calf.
"Gods of the seven hells, your flesh is so soft.." Two voices call out, one mumbling against my neck while the other speaks from my knees, his large and strong hands slowly stroking along the outside of my thighs, claws lightly and slowly dragging along my flesh, leaving small lines of red.
"Please, don't do this." I whisper quietly. They'll hear it with no problem, but whether or not they release me is to be seen. The sensation of their claws and fangs against my flesh, quickly became too much for me to bare and everything went black.
