Quicker than expected, Nanashi and Hiei moved into their own set of rooms in Mukuro's castle. It felt so weird to see all her belongings being moved out of Aunt Astuko's apartment and moved to the demon world. Aunt Atsuko got to officially meet Hiei. She did not do much more than say hi and drink from a 40 oz bottle of cheap beer. Since Yusuke had already explained the whole spirit detective situation and demon world, so Nanashi did not have to add much more about her relationship with Hiei. Atsuko took the news pretty well. She was more interested in the wind dragon than Hiei anyway. At one point, Hiei looked her up and down and wrinkled his nose in disgust. Atsuko did not help Nanashi move at all, but watched as she, Hiei, Kurama, Kuwabara, and Yusuke packed up and left. At one point she inquired "when's the wedding?" The guys ignored her and Nanashi shook her head forlornly.

When all of her possessions were packed, Nanashi held her breath, and hugged her aunt tightly. She then kissed her aunt on the cheek. Atsuko hugged back lightly. "Go make your parents proud kiddo," Atsuko wished her niece in a slurred voice.

Once everything was transported to the demon world, the group carried everything up to her and Hiei's rooms. Kuwabara started complaining about all of the books. "Man, these are too heavy. What do you need to read for anyway?"

"Just because you can't read, doesn't mean you need to complain about my mate's ability to do it," Hiei grumbled.

"Hey! I can read. Just not books," Kuwabara retorted.

Once everything was unpacked, the others left Nanashi and Hiei alone in their bedroom. Nanashi was glad to have the move done and over with. She watched out the bedroom window, hoping to catch a glance of the others leave in the setting sun. Hiei locked the bedroom door after the others. He then sauntered over to Nanashi with a glint in his eye. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the window towards the bathroom. Once there, he pulled her face down to his for a kiss. "I hope your well rested. I'm taking you tonight: all night," he whispered.

She kissed him again, bring her hands around his face. He reached down to her backside and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around and pulled her face away. He carried her up to the shower and unwrapped her legs. She stood up shakily. He pulled off her clothes, managing not to rip them this time. He looked her up and down and let a small moan escape his lips. Together, they took off his clothes as well. Clumsily, Nanashi pulled him into the shower with her and turned it on. She squealed when the water hit her and was so cold. Hiei reached around and turned the temperature to hot. Next, he pulled down her for a kiss while the hot water hit the back of her head, soaking her hair. Then, he stood her up and brought his mouth down to her breasts, kissing, and nipping them equally. Nanashi moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. The shower was extra steamy.

Nanashi reached down grabbed his cock and started rubbing it. When he got rougher, so did she. He pulled her hand away and pulled himself away. Nanashi whined. "I want you clean," he told her. Nanashi grabbed the two in one shampoo and conditioner and massaged it through her scalp. She did the same to Hiei's hair. She washed his first, then hers. While she washed her hair, he put body wash onto a loufa and rubbed her down with it; paying special attention to her chest, mound, and backside. He cleaned himself up as well.

Once they were both clean, Nanashi went to turn the water off, but Hiei stopped her. He picked her and put her hips in line with his. Her legs went behind him. She reached her hands between them and put him inside her. She threw her head back and panted. The hot water streamed down from the top of her head and down her hair. He brought his mouth to her breast again sucked while he pumped himself in and out. After a few minutes, he set back on her feet, pulling out of her. He had to hold her up so she would not fall over. He pulled her around to the back of the shower, spread her legs wide, and went back inside of her. He was now the one under the water. She whimpered with her face against the wall. He came with a loud sigh. When he backed away from Nanashi, she slipped down to her knees.

Hiei turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. He toweled himself off and stepped back into the shower. Nanashi stood up and he toweled her off from behind her back. He then brought the towel between the front of her legs, rubbing against her folds, causing her to mew. Nanashi felt her legs shake again. "Like that?" he asked seductively. "If you fall, I'll stop," he warned. Nanashi tried her best to stay standing, but her knees buckled after another minute. "Hn," he hummed.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her up and out of the shower. Then, he picked her up under her knees and carried her out to the bed. He put her down at the foot of the bed, with her legs dangling off the edge. He two fingers down to her clit and rubbed. When she was about to come, he stopped. "Please..." she begged thickly. He began to rub her again, but stopped short when she was on the brink. She sat herself up on her elbows and gave him a pout.

He smacked her on the thigh. "Don't pout at me," he ordered. She pouted again out of spite. "Just for that, you don't get anything." He turned her around and smacked her twice on the backside. She gasped in surprise and a bit of pain. He flipped her back over. He sat his knees down on the bed, and rubbed his hand against the outside of her folds teasingly. It was enough to make her want to come, but not enough to make her actually do so. She whined and squirmed against his touch, trying to get him either inside her or against her clit. It did not work.

"Please, Hiei, please," she begged loudly. He kept up his teasing. She went to reach her hand down with his, but he pushed it away. "Please. I won't pout again." He did not change anything. "I'll do anything, please."

"Like what?" he asked.

"Suck you off," she panted back.

"Mhmm, no. Not tonight," he responded back with a smirk.

Nanashi groaned. Usually that worked. "What do you want?" He made no reply. "Please, I can't, please." He kept teasing her.

"We have all night, I could just keep doing this."

"You can't. You wouldn't."

"Try me." She was half tempted to pout again just to be bratty. After a few more minutes, he put two fingers inside of her. She moaned in relief as she came quickly. "I grew bored," he explained. He continued to finger her as and after she came. "I've changed my mind. How many times did you say 'please'?"

"Wha... I don't know... ah ha..." she replied. She felt herself on the verge of another orgasm. He was not being gentle.

"Guess," he commanded.

"Fou..." she breathed.

"Oh, it was higher than that. It was seven. However, I'll keep this up until you come four times." She gasped and then came again. He kept at it, making her quiver.

"Oh, don't pl-" she began, but he covered her mouth with a kiss.

He broke the kiss and nipped her lips. "You shouldn't say please again. It might get you more trouble." She came again. "One more and we'll move on." He brought his lips to her neck and kissed, licked, and nipped. "Your gripping my fingers so hard," he whispered in her ear. She gave a shutter cry and came for a fourth time. He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean. He put his hand on her stomach and pondered, "what next?"

Nanashi pushed him onto his back and kissed him. She held his face with her hands. He pulled her down, pressing her into his own body. She broke the kiss and nipped him on the chin. She pulled away from him and brought her mouth down to his member and sucked. He went from semi-hard to hard. He pulled her off before he felt close to coming again, bringing her back into kissing. She reached her hand down to him instead. He grunted as she rubbed and then pulled her hand away.

"Fine," she snapped. She brought her pelvis in line with his and rubbed that against him instead.

He gasped. "Nanashi," he said through his teeth. "You'll get yourself in trouble again." She did not stop. He growled and pulled her up so her breast was in line with his mouth. He bit the right one hard, but avoided breaking the skin. She yelped. He pulled her again and brought her mound in line with his mouth and pushed her to a sitting position. "You're a bad girl," he told her. "I guess I'll have to make you scream." He gripped her hips hard so she could not move or pull away and shoved his tongue inside of her. He felt so wet and everywhere at once.

"Not again, I can't..." she whimpered. He responded by being rougher and going deeper. He slide one hand down her front and rubbed his thumb against her clit. She cried out. She struggled against him, but could only move above the waist. She threw her head back, arched her back, and screamed loudly as she came. He pulled his mouth away and kissed her lowest mate bite.

He pushed back down to realign his pelvis with hers. He kept her sitting up as he pushed his cock into her folds, making her scream again. He held her hips still as he went in and out of her. He went as deep and as hard as he could. He reached up, grabbed her shoulders, and brought her body down on top of him. She buried her face in the crook of her neck and whimpered noisily. He wrapped his arms around her back and held her tightly against him. "Move your hips up and down," he ordered while smacking her backside again. She yelped and did as he directed. He grabbed her cheeks and squeezed hard.

She shook her head as she felt another orgasm building. "Not again..." she begged feebly. In response, he reached his hand down between them and rubbed her clit. She whimpered. She tried to resist, but she came again anyway. She bit his shoulder. To him, it felt like a kitten's play bite. After a bit, he came as well.

He grabbed her hips and pushed her off of him. She rolled over to the side of the bed. "Give me a bit of time to recover, because I'm taking you again," he warned, breathing deeply. She raised herself up on her elbows and looked at him in disbelief. He leaned over and kissed her. She laid her arms and head back down on the bed.

She must have dozed off because she felt him pushed her onto her back, laid against her, and fucked her again. This time gently and slowly. She scratched at his thighs. "You feel so good Nishi," he wheezed against her neck. She moved her hands up to his back and scratched him some more; feeling nothing more than like kitten pawing. "So wet... So warm... Fuck. Nanashi," he swore against his weak orgasm. He raised himself up to his hands and knees, and considered trying to take her again, but she looked exhausted; laying beneath him with her eyes closed. "Sleep now mate. I'm done with you for now." Then he noticed she was already asleep.

Nanashi slept briefly, but deeply when Hiei woke her up again. He was already on top and inside of her. "All night remember?" he whispered in her ear. He then bite her neck hard; hard enough to purposefully bruise it, but not break the skin. She whimpered beneath him. He brought her wrists up beside her head and held them tight; making sure she was not injured there. He gave her a peck on the lips and looked her in the eyes. She looked tired, but willing to please him. He took her at his own pleasure. He continued to bite her neck until he came. He gave a shaky breath and looked at her neck, noticing the mark he meant to leave. He dismounted her and sat up on the bed, looking down at her hungrily. He debated if he could go again on not. He really wanted to.

"You're insatiable..." Nanashi panted.

"I'm a demon... with a claimed mate..." he panted back. "My mate... and I finally get to molest you for as long as I want...I've waited so long to do." He grabbed one of her breast and squeezed hard so she would stay awake. He needed time to recover, so he kept one hand on her breast and teased her mound with the other.

She whimpered. "I don't think... I can... handle it..." she gasped out.

"Let's find out," he smirked. He stopped teasing and rubbed her clit. She closed her eyes. "Eyes open. Stay awake." She did as she was told. He rubbed harder. "Keep your eyes on mine." She obeyed until she was close and her eyes looked upwards. He stopped. "Eyes." She obeyed again and kept her eyes locked with his.

"I ca... I can... nnnttt... hhoooohhh..." she panted.

He smirked, stopped touching her, and pulled her up to kissed her. He pushed her back against the head board as gently as he could. He kissed her roughly and grabbed her breast, squeezing hard. She brought her hands to his chest and touched him back. He took one of her hands by the wrist and brought it down between them. He pushed her hand against her mound. "If you don't let me, then make yourself come." She did as she was bid. He held her under the chin and watched her face. "Come for me baby." She did so silently. He let her chin go with a shake and she laid her head down on his shoulder. She felt more than ready to sleep.

She then noticed he was rubbing himself. She mewed against his shoulder. "I don't think I can stay awake," she confessed. "And I have to start work tomorrow morning."

He stopped rubbing himself, grabbed her torso, and brought her down at the end of the bed. "Let me have you again," he begged.

She groaned. "Okay..." he went into her again. "You're so insatiable."

He rolled so she was on top and pulled her close. "I have a mate that's so fuckable," he panted. "Bite my neck as hard as you can." He kept going as hard as he could.

"Why?" she asked and then bit him.

"To keep you awake. Harder. Twist your jaw," he ordered through his teeth. He wanted her to mark him even though it made him mad because she was being dominant. He scratched her back and growled loudly. He came shakily, feeling worn out. Nanashi pulled away from him and went back to the top of the bed and pulled the blankets away. While she did so, he felt her bite, noticing it was tender. He did not bruise easy, but likely she made a little mark. He joined her at the top of the bed and under the covers and spooned her. She was already asleep. He kissed her hair and fell asleep against her, his arms around her waist.

He woke her up an hour before their alarm. He had his mouth on her clit. She jumped awake and saw he was angled with his cock near her mouth. She took it into her mouth, causing his to moan against her. She tried to make him come before he could do so to her, but his ministrations were too distracting. She had to stop. She felt so sensitive and began to whimper loudly. "Scream my name," he half begged, half instructed in a quiet voice.

"Hiei," she whined out.

"Louder."

"Hiei!" she shouted.

"Scream it."

"HIEI!" she screamed as loud as she could muster. He stopped, pushed her legs apart and took her again. It felt great and painful at the same time for her. She came with scream that she shifted into his name.

"Oh, Nanashi... Nishi... Yes! Fuck yes!" he said as loud as he could. Nanashi bit his neck again, causing him to growl, which he shifted into a roar. He came hard, making himself shout "Nanashi!. Mate! Urgh!"

He pulled out of her, laid next to her, and pushed her shoulders. "Lick me clean." She did as instructed. "Gently." He sighed loudly. "I wish I could keep you all day..." She sat up and stretched. She went to get off the bed, but he grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"

"I need to shower," she replied.

"You showered last night," he said with a frown.

"I also got... um... a lot..." she stuttered out with a blush. She looked at the clock and frowned. She had fifteen minutes to get down to the kitchens. "I don't have time to shower anyway," she sighed. "Maybe on my lunch break..." She shook her wrist away from his grasp and got off of the bed. She whimpered against the soreness of her body. She felt Hiei's eyes on her as she half limped towards the dresser and began to dress in her kitchen uniform, making sure to put a watch on. She went to the bathroom and washed her face, combed her hair, and such. When she went to brush her teeth, she noticed the toothpaste was missing. She frowned, knowing she had unpacked it, but opted not to ask Hiei about it. She needed to get going.

As she headed for the door and opened it, Hiei grabbed her and kissed her hard. He had no clothes on still. She was worried someone would see him. "Hn," he said against her mouth. He then pushed her out the door and smacked her on the backside. "Get to work Nishi before I tie you down and never let you free."

"I... I I... I love... you," she stuttered out.

He shut the door without replying.

Nanashi looked at her watch and swore. She had two minutes to get to the kitchens six floors below. She and Hiei lived on the seventh floor and the kitchens were on the first. She looked down the hall and bit her lip at the sight of a window. She rushed to it, opened it, and jumped through it. With the help of the wind dragon, she slowed her fall using the wind. A few demons in the court yard were milling around and saw her, but she paid no mind. Rushing into the castle and down the hall, she made it to the kitchens with thirty seconds to spare.

"You're late!" snapped the head demon chef. Nanashi frowned and stared him down silently. The wind dragon was ready to come out at any moment just in case. Nanashi saw his nose twitch twice and his face changed. "Hiei's mate right?" he asked hesitantly. Nanashi stayed still and looked into his eyes. She refused to let him intimidate her. Hiei had warned her early on that she would have to be tough for the first few months, that the other demons would mess with her if she was weak. Nanashi heard running coming up from behind her. She took her eyes off the chef and grabbed the runner by the throat, halting the movement. It was another girl. A pale demon with blonde hair and hazel eyes. Nanashi let her go and she fell on the ground with a thud. Nanashi shifted her gaze back to the chef. "How about you not try to kill your coworkers on your first day?" the chef snarled. "Midori! You're late too! Get up now." Nanashi sensed the girl get up and stand a few steps away from her. She was shorter than Hiei. "Both of you, dishes, now! Move!"

Nanashi let Midori go first and then began to follow. The chef stopped and grabbed her arm. In a flash, the wind dragon posed at his wrist, ready to strike. "Let me go or he'll bite," Nanashi replied calmly.

"Break one dish, bend one spoon, crack one cup-" the chef began.

"And what?" she interrupted. The wind dragon made for a quick strike, but stopped at the chef's flesh in the last second. He let go of her and stepped back involuntarily.

He did not respond at first. "Just don't."

Nanashi hn-ed the way Hiei usually would and walked off after Midori. 'Nice bluffing mistress' the wind dragon thought.

'Thanks,' she replied silently. 'I channeled my inner Hiei. Figured that would work best.'

'It worked alright. He's scared of you.'

Nanashi caught up to Midori at the sinks where the girl was already washing dishes from breakfast prep. When Nanashi came behind her, Midori turned around and dropped the dish she was holding. Nanashi caught it before it hit the floor and held it out for Midori to take. Midori's hands were shaking, so Nanashi put it on the counter and began working on the other dishes. Midori stepped back and stared at her frightened. Nanashi ignored her and kept up with the dishes. After a few minutes, Midori jumped in and dried dishes, slowly so she would not drop any. Nanashi would have to stop washing to help her catch up a few times.

Another chef came up to them, bellowing "why aren't the dishes done yet? You don't finish them, you don't eat." Midori dropped a cup and Nanashi caught it again, ignoring the angry chef.

"I'm sorry!" Midori said shakily. "I'm moving as fast I can. I don't want to brea-"

"Shut it. It's probably the human's fault anyway."

Nanashi scowled and turned her head to looked into his eyes without blinking. He ended up blinking first. 'Acting like fire dragon master again eh?' the wind dragon commented.

"What are you looking at?!" the chef yelled in her face. She managed not to wrinkle her nose at his hot breath in her face and kept up her poker face.

'Hiei's not going to like him being this close to me,' she thought to the wind dragon.

'He'll likely kill him for it,' the wind dragon replied. 'He still doesn't like men close to you, even a repulsive one like this one.'

'He's breath is terrible. And he cooks here. I may not be hungry for breakfast.'

"Well?!" the chef yelled. Nanashi wanted to turn away, but kept her face still. He gave a guttural yell, but she still made no response. He stepped back and looked about ready to strike her, but then changed his mind. Midori was against the wall a few feet away, shaking at the scene.

'He wants to hurt me, but something is holding him back...' Nanashi thought.

'Probably knows about me.'

'Puh-lease. If I could roll my eyes right now, I so would.'

Nanashi assessed that he would not do much more than shout worthlessly and went back to washing dishes. "I'm talking to you human. Don't turn your back on me," he snarled, but remained where he was.

"I thought you wanted the dishes done?" she asked innocently enough without turning back around. 'Wasn't he screaming about that earlier?' she joked.

"I- just get your work done. Speed up," he ordered and then left her and Midori be.

Nanashi went back to the dishes. Midori came back and began drying the dishes again. When the drying pile was too big, Nanashi spoke to her coworker for the first time, "switch me." Midori did so readily. Nanashi was able to catch up and then easily kept pace with Midori.

When they finished, Midori walked away quickly and Nanashi followed. Each were able to get some food for breakfast. Nanashi sat next to Midori out in the dining hall at the far corner where most of those with servant like jobs sat. They were the only two at their table. Nanashi did not enjoy the food, but managed to eat it all. 'I can cook way better than this,' she thought.

"Ha... how llllonng have you been here?" Midori stuttered out the question to Nanashi.

Nanashi sipped her tea and replied. "One night. Moved in yesterday with Hiei."

"Is it true... you and that bandit... I mean, you survived mate claiming?" Midori asked.

"Yep. Captain of the guard, not bandit."

"Wow... My sister died the night after mate claiming... her mate killed himself not long after."

"Sorry for your loss."

"Thanks. So what's it like the human world. I bet they..." Midori kept rambling on and on, asking the occasional garbled question. More than once the wind dragon had to help Nanashi understand a question.

When Hiei came in, Nanashi noticed almost immediately. He came in with other members from Mukuro's army. Nanashi noticed he did not have his cloak or scarf on. Rather, just a black tank top over his torso. He scanned the room and once he found Nanashi, he left his group and went over to her. Most, if not all eyes were on him as he approached her. When he got close, Nanashi noticed he had a small hickey on his neck from where she had bitten him. She blushed at the sight of it. He came up to her and went behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders; rubbing slightly. She leaned back in her chair and rested her head on his chest.

"Hey," she whispered, looking up at him. With his left hand, he moved a few stray hairs behind her ear, bent down, and kissed her on the cheek.

With his right hand, he reached down her arm and over to the table. He gathered up her dishes. "I'll take these for you my mate," he said quietly.

"Can you take mine too?" Midori asked, cutting into the moment. Hiei gave her a scowl. "Nevermind," she squeaked. She loudly gathered hers up and half ran off. She dropped her dishes half way to the kitchens, causing the plate and cup to break. Some of those still watching the scene laughed at her.

Hiei picked up Nanashi's dishes and walked slowly and calmly to the kitchens with them. Nanashi sat at the table she and Midori had occupied alone, feeling a bit awkward and uncomfortable until Hiei came back. He brought her another cup of tea and sat it down in front of her. He sat down in Midori's old seat.

Nanashi uncomfortably noticed a lot of eyes on them. It did not help that Hiei was sitting essentially with 'the help' and not with his fellow soldiers. It seemed taboo. "I should get back to the kitchens," Nanashi muttered. "I'm done eating. Thank you for the tea."

"Stay," he said as he put his biscuit in front of her. "You're not done eating. Besides, I bet your hungry after last night and this morning."

Nanashi blushed crimson as his words. She picked up the biscuit and nibbled on it. "What did you do after I left for work?"

"Besides hearing you jumped out a window? 'Showing off' as Mukuro called it. I did a little training." Hiei pushed his leg next to hers.

"Did it involve you chasing a scared little girl all over the woods again?" She pushed her leg back against his.

"No. Maybe on your day off. You clearly did not cook today."

They kept up a stilted, but not awkward conversation together while Hiei ate very slowly. Nanashi's biscuit was just crumbs and tea was a cold clump of dregs by the time he was done. He took her cup with him as he bused his own plate and head for the kitchens. Nanashi followed him awkwardly.

When they got into the kitchens, everyone there stopped what they were doing and stared at the two of them. Hiei ignored them, so Nanashi did the same. Hiei put his dishes and her cup in the sink and washed them while Midori scuttled out of his way. Nanashi was not the only one who watched him in surprise. Once he was done, Hiei quick as a flash swept Nanashi up in his arms and kissed her.

"My mate," he said quietly. He then set her back on her feet and walked out. Nanashi was not the only one who watched him go.

After dishes were done, Nanashi and Midori bused the tables in the dining hall. Midori chimed and chattered all the while. After the tables, Nanashi was put on vegetable prep by a slightly kinder female chef. About twenty minutes before lunch, Hiei came back into the kitchens.

"I need your help with something," he said as he stopped Nanashi mid chop.

"Uh," Nanashi said as she looked over at the female chef. The female chef wave her hand dismissively without looking up.

Hiei took Nanashi's hand and led her out the back door. They walked quickly down a narrow hallway and came up to a broom closet. Hiei opened the door, pushed Nanashi in, followed her in, and shut the door. He turned her around, pushed her against the door and kissed her hard on the mouth.

He then cupped her mound over her pants. "Either you or me. There isn't time for both," he purred.

"Uh..." Nanashi bit her lip. She was not sure if she could be quiet enough, if she could handle another one so soon, or if there was room for her to lay down in such a small room. In a nonverbal response, she dropped to her knees in front of him and looked up at him, mouth slightly parted.

He took a step back and she pulled out his member, already hard and throbbing. She worked on him fast, doing things she knew he liked. "I was hoping you'd chose me," he moaned.

She pulled her mouth away and shushed him. She put her mouth on him again. She did not want to be heard. He stayed quiet through out the rest of her blow job. When he started thrusting, Nanashi winced, but let him; knowing it would be quicker and that he was close. When he came, Nanashi swallowed and pulled away from him. She wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand.

"That took you five minutes," Hiei whispered. "I think we've got time for you after all," he said as he pulled her to her feet.

His hands were at the top of her pants when she replied, "no. Not here."

He frowned at her, but moved his hands to her hips. "Later then."

Nanashi nodded. "Okay." She opened the door and went through it, with Hiei following. When she turned her back, he smacked her on the backside. She turned her head and gave him a pout.

"Oh, you're in trouble tonight," he warned. In response, she turned around and faced him, hands on her hips, pout still on her face. He chuckled under his breath and went down the hallway. Nanashi followed after him and into the kitchen. Others looked up at them as they came in. Hiei left out the main door while Nanashi went back to work.

Nanashi did not see Hiei for the rest of the day up close. She saw him from a distance at lunch, sitting by Mukuro at the head table. She tried to ignore her jealousy. The guard had to stay out in the field for dinner, so Midori was sent out to give them their meal.

Nanashi was back to their rooms before Hiei was and was thankful to take a long, hot shower alone. Hiei had still not come back when she was done, so she lounged on the couch in their small living room in her PJs and read. She heard him come in before she saw him. He looked around and found her on the couch. She marked her place her book and went to set it down. Hiei grabbed it before she could set it down and looked at the cover.

He held it in front of himself, upside down. Nanashi reached up and turned it around for him. "Shakespeare?" he asked with a puzzled look. She nodded. "Isn't that English?"

"Originally, yes. It's translated." Hiei began flipping through the pages, still looking puzzled. "He created a lot of new words which I had to figure out from context what they meant."

"Hn." He snapped the book shut. "Enough of him and his words. I owe you something..." He sat the book down on the coffee table gently and then straddled Nanashi's lounging form. She shifted underneath him to a more comfortable position. He rubbed his pelvis against hers. She could tell he was hard again. "I wonder how sensitive you are after last night and this morning." He kissed hard on the mouth and held down her shoulders. He continued to rub against her. He pulled her up to a sitting position and pulled her shirt off. He pushed her back down. He held her face under her chin while cupping her breast. She went to pull his shirt off, but he batted her hands away. "You'll get your chance later. If I let you." He reached down between them and slipped a hand under her bottoms and panties. He rubbed gently at her opening. She let a breathy moan escape her lips. "Like that Nishi?" She nodded.

He pulled himself away and stood up, causing Nanashi to pout. "Why'd you stop?" she asked.

"See what you would do. And another pout? Oh, bad idea." He grabbed her PJ bottoms and pulled them off roughly. "I'll make you scream again tonight."

Nanashi stood up shakily and pouted again out of spit. She took a deep breath and replied not very confidently, "I'd like to see you try."

Half a second after the last word was out of her mouth, Hiei had her by the wrist and was pulling her into their bed room. He half shoved, half threw her on the bed onto her stomach. He pulled her panties off quickly, making sure not to rip them since he liked them. He smack her backside three times. She mewed in surprise and a bit of pain.

"You'll be louder than that when I'm through with you." He flipped her onto her back. She blushed when she saw him lick his lips. "I've been thinking about this all day. Just how loud can I make you?" He brought himself down on top of her and suckled her breast heartily. She resisted the urge to make a sound. He brought the tip of one into her mouth, bit it, and teased her nipple with his tongue. She involuntarily let her chest heave up in response. He bit harder in response. He shifted to her other breast and repeated the fun. "Still being quiet huh?" She looked down at him and nodded, not saying a word. He kept his eyes on her as he slipped one finger inside of her and moved it slowly and languidly. "Someone's wet." She tried to resist, but he got a rise out of her. She took a loud, shaky breath and scrunched up her face. In response, he slipped another finger in with the first. She whimpered as he went slow, but steady inside of her, his eyes locked on her face. He introduced a third finger into her. She laid her head down on the bed and sighed as she came.

"Only a sigh. Not a scream," she commented, risking a rise from him. She made to sit up and pulled away, but he held her hips in place.

"I'm not done with you yet mate," he purred.

He brought his member out from his pants and boxers and rubbed it in front of her. He brought her legs over his shoulders and then slid himself inside as deep as he could. He kept himself in a sitting position. He sighed at the feel of being inside of her. She expected him to start thrusting, but he did not. He kept still instead. He brought both hands down to the top of her mound, pushed the top of her folds out of the way and rubbed her clit, slow and gently at first, and then sped up and got rougher as she came closer. She gave a sharp in take of breath, followed by a short moan and then a long moan.

"You won't make me scream," she panted louder than she wanted. She wanted to scream, but also wanted to defy him and make him work for it. In response, he shifted her legs down onto his upper arms and went back to rubbing her. She felt herself building into an intense orgasm. "I won't scream... I won't scream... I won't scream..." she repeated as she got even closer.

In response, Hiei stopped rubbing her and brought her hand down to her clit. "Touch yourself," he ordered. She whined loudly as she did so. When she tried to cover her mouth, Hiei grabbed her hand and held it. He then started thrusting deeply.

"I won't scream..." she kept repeating until she came with short, quieted scream. Hiei took her hand off of her clit and held it with his other hand and kept riding her. When she recovered from her orgasm, she swore. "Fuck."

"I am," Hiei said with a smirk. He then pulled out of her, flipped her over onto her hands and knees and took her from behind. He came with a heavy sigh and slipped out of her. It took him longer than usual to come. He finally did so after Nanashi's hips started aching. "Told you you would scream."

Nanashi laid herself down on the bed, breathing heavy. She felt so worn out. "Lucky shot," she teased.

For the next two weeks, Hiei would have plenty of lucky shots with his mate Nanashi.