Sorry for taking so long to update. My grandmas been in the hospital and my mind has been elsewhere. Thank you for waiting and I've received my first review for this story :) Thank you! Enjoy everyone!

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Miyaki stared out the window in her room. The last snow was falling, blanketing the landscape in white. It'd been weeks since her encounter with Youko and he, surprisingly, let her have her space. She needed to give him an answer soon. She closed her eyes and leaned against the window pane and she fell into a shallow sleep. She looked around the winter wonderland in her dream. It was so peaceful. The wind blow and a snowy figure formed. "Saito?" The figure, it looked just like her dead fiancé. He beckoned her to him. She rested her arms around his neck. "You're so cold," she whispered into his chest. His frozen hand brushed across her face making her look up. He gestured to the far side of the clearing. There was another fox. Miyaki shook herself awake. "Saito…" Miyaki sighed up to the sky, "Is that what you want for me?"

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"Miyaki?" Kuronue sighed and made a face as he lounged across a couch in the sitting room by the fire. "She's just a child."

"I'm drawn to her," Kurama answered from behind a book. "She's powerful and could be a great asset."

"You've never settled down with…anything." Kuronue argued.

"I'm too old to go gallivanting with these young pups. Miyaki's has maturity beyond her years and I think I've matured enough to mate."

Kuronue laughed. "Yes, it's defiantly a maturity thing," he said sarcastically. "Miyaki's young. She wants nothing to do with you."

"I'll be dead soon enough it's not like I'm taking her youth besides I might as well sow some seeds." Kuronue shook his head while laughing softly.

"Youko," Miyaki called from the door of the sitting room. Kurama stood and approached her and brushed his hand against her face. It felt just like it Saito's touch in her dream. They stared into each other's eyes and she kissed his fingertips.

"Kuronue," Kurama said without looking away from the girl, "I'm going to need you gone by the week's end."

"What?" he shouted angrily. "Why are you kicking me out? I'll be quiet. I'll stay in my room." Kurama shot him a look. "Fine. I'll start packing," he groaned.

"We have some planning to do," Kurama smiled back to Miyaki. She nodded and led him from the room.

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After Kuronue left at the end of the weekend, the two foxes couldn't keep their hands off each other. As soon as the door closed behind the bat they shared their first kiss. It was long and quickly turned passionate as tongues explored and hands roamed until Miyaki ended it, turning into a fox and scampering off to Kurama's room with him hot on her tails, leaving their clothes behind them. Kurama's bed was turned into the perfect mating nest, large pillows strategically placed, a couple of sheets hung off it in places and there, lying in the middle of the bed, was a glint of gold. "Youko, it's beautiful!" Miyaki exclaimed transforming and picking up the gold necklace with a red gem hanging from it.

"I'm glad you like it," he mumbled as he crawled behind her and started making quick work of her neck, kissing and licking, leaving a trail of goose bumps wherever he went.

"Is this the one from the picture?" she asked remembering the drawings he showed her so long ago and asked for her opinion.

"I've been planning this for a long time." She gasped as he hit a sweet spot and he smirked against her neck. "Do you accept my gift?"

"Yes."

"Then we are mated." He pulled her down on the bed and positions his body between her legs. "This is your first time, right?" She nodded. "Then this might hurt…"

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The two foxes spent nearly two months locked in Kurama's room: they didn't need food, they rarely left for bathroom breaks, and hardly slept. They finally convinced each other it was time for a break on the 52nd day. Miyaki put a quick meal together and served it to her new mate. "That necklace looks beautiful on you," Kurama commented as she sat next to him. She smiled and fingered it softly. "I'm sorry your mating wasn't more formal with witnesses and dead chickens."

"I need no pomp and glamour to mate the person I love."

Kurama smirked then jumped on her, catching her off guard, and started kissing her passionately. He ran a sharp nail down her torso and ripped the thin robe she was wearing off of her body, leaving a shallow scratch which she quickly healed. "You love me?" he asked quietly and inserted two of his fingers into her cunt. She gasped out of unexpectation and gripped his back, adding to the many tracks of nail marks that covered it. He covered her lips with his and proceeded to pleasure her. "I think we took our break to early," Kurama whispered and removed his fingers. Miyaki moaned a yes, feeling his hard member tease her. He kissed down her body to her breast, taking a nipple in his mouth, rolling it across his tongue and biting it, making her dig her claws farther into him before moving on to the next one. He massaged the first while he sucked the second. He then continued his way down her body pausing for a second at her bellybutton. He knew she was ticklish there and placed a strand of butterfly kisses across her waist making her laugh, distracting her from his next movement. He licked the base of her slit and roamed down into its entrance.

"Oh my- Youko!" she moaned and trusted her hips forward, forcing his tongue farther up her warm wet middle. Her juices filled his mouth and happily lapped them up. He spread her legs further and positioned his hard cock inside her. After being together for so long, he knew exactly how to please her and hit her spot on the first try. She cried out and bucked forward against him. He repeated his movement until he felt her tighten around him. She moaned as her ears flattened back on her head and she went ridged for a long moment.

"Can we continue?" Kurama whispered in her ear when she came back to. She gripped his lower back and thrust him into her. Miyaki flipped over on top of him and he moaned as she began riding him harshly and kissing and licking and sucking his neck. She took him out of her and proceeded to sucked him. She licked his shaft, wrapped her tongue around his balls and finally forced him down her throat. "I'm going to cum," he groaned trying not to let it out in her mouth but she stayed and continued to pleasure him until he could no longer hold it in. She swallowed it. All of it then licked her lips. "Where did you learn that?" he panted.

"My secret," she put finger to her lips and lay across his chest.

He scratched the back of her ear making her twitch her leg slightly. He chuckled and she looked up to smile at him before they shared a kiss.

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I know, I have some explaining to do for this chapter. So, I changed the concept of mating a little-DON'T FLAME ME! Here's my logic: the human exchange of rings had to come from somewhere, right? So, what if the demons USED to exchange trinkets and then it later evolved marking each other because the humans started coping their traditions? Think about it.

Thank you for reading, hope you all enjoyed it, and review please!

-leFoxx