Covet
Summary: Look only at me. Want only me. Be mine only. Otherwise, I'll break you. Dark!Kurama and Botan.
Warnings: crazy Kurama, strong sexual innuendos, profanities, drug use (no, not those things you get addicted to in real life. When I mean drug, I mean like, plant drugs... if that makes sense), explicit and mostly rough smut (sorry, I just like that kind of thing), kinks, blood and possible gore, kidnapping and entrapment. And because this is a dark romance fic, a lot of insanity and psychological trauma. Not to forget obsession, of course. There's gonna be a very good dose of that.
Due to the aforementioned warnings, the relationship between the two characters in this fanfic will most likely be toxic and abusive. Note that I don't condone this in real life, nor do I support any of the things mentioned above if it's happening in reality. This is only for the sake of the story. If you don't like this, please don't read.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho.
Chapter 10
Botan quietly sat on the bed, pursing her lips into a disappointed pout as she mused over the day's events which had led her to her current bind. The rope constricting her wrists was now gone, leaving only but a pair of stinging red encircling marks on her once unmarred skin, the lines being the end result of the prior tightness restricting her earlier movements. They would no doubt go away over time, and Botan was more than grateful that Kurama had opted to restrain her with a normal chord instead of selecting the choice of summoning his vines on her. Or else she would have been bleeding open wounds on her wrists before she knew it.
Regardless, the ferry girl still found everything to be incomprehensible. The occurrences that took place felt like nothing but scenes out of a psychological thriller movie- and she postulated that it was still difficult for her to wrap her head around the fact that Kurama was behind all of her present agony. But she knew- everything up until now had been too real for it to be a horrible dream. Shouji's torment. Kurama's unhealthy obsession. His lips slamming against hers with bruising ferocity as if to vent out all the pent-up emotions he had quelled for very long years. Everything had been too intense for her to shrug it off as a byproduct of her over-active imagination.
The fox had left for a while earlier in order to get rid of Shouji's corpse, after having closed the secret space where he used to keep his currently lifeless prisoner in. As expected, even for someone who reveled in the pandemonium his actions had brought about, engaging in sexual intercourse whilst a dead body was about a few steps away from them was a turn off for Kurama as well. He had promptly decided to bury the formerly alive SDF member at the back of his backyard, before releasing her from her confinements and leaving her to her own devices.
She was still uncertain of the reason behind his obtuse confidence that she wouldn't pull any endeavours to break free though. The gears in her head worked their magic then clicked and it wasn't particularly arduous for her to put the pieces together and realized that he, of course, wouldn't have permitted her a sliver of freedom if he hadn't thought of any plans beforehand. He surely must have come up with some kind of countermeasures in case she tried to escape, she had no doubt about it- but she still found herself in a desperate need to try.
Botan waited on bated breath as she tried to listen for some sort of indication of his footsteps returning to the bedroom. A few five minutes intervals later, no such noises resonated in her ears and she accepted it as cue that it would take the former bandit a lot more time to fully dispose of all the evidences of his wrongdoings. Eagerly pushing herself off the bed into a standing position, Botan's feet thudded impatiently against the floor as she practically sprinted for the 8ft double panes of glass serving as the only window and source of light in the dimly lit room.
The instant the pads of her rosy fingers pressed against the cold, hard surface of the glass, she was instantly rewarded with overwhelming shocks of pain which traveled from the tips of her digits to the upper part of her arm. Pulling away almost instinctively from the slight spasm and numbness that suddenly surrounded her entire arm, Botan turned her hand to her view as she studied the long, now bloody but not very deep cuts adorning the pads of her long fingers. She had a few first-degree burns on the digits, and though it didn't especially ache a lot, Botan could only guess what sort of wounds could be inflicted towards her if she tried to push through a lot more. She would up with undeniably more critical injuries, that was for sure.
"It's useless," Kurama's velvet-like voice reverberated into her ears and snapped her out of her reverie.
Panic overtook her, acute alarm stabbing at the middle of her chest as she caught on to the calm, yet sinister waves of his aura coming in contact with hers. In one swift motion, she whirled her head around, the motions so quick that for a fraction of a second, she was momentarily worried if she might have broken her neck. She ignored the sudden throbbing pain at the back of her neck as she caught sight of Kurama, back phlegmatic against the wall beside the door, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared back at her with a stoic expression on his handsome features. She hadn't even noticed his presence until he had let her known through the means of speaking in order to gain her attention. She wasn't sure if he purposely concealed his energy pattern and revealed it to her in the last minute in order to scare her or if she had been too absorbed in her efforts of bolting from the house to perceive his abrupt appearance.
"I would advise against doing such a thing if I were you," he went on as he pushed himself off the wall and stalked towards her. "The barrier is too strong even for you, and further ventures of leaving the house will only render you full of holes. That, I can assure you."
Botan backed away until the back of her calves collided against one corner of the bed and she clumsily flopped down on her the mattress in surprise, the light bounce that followed her actions causing the rate of her heart to speed up.
The shock died down from her system as immediately as it came, replaced with cold shudders racking down to the base of her spine as Kurama wasted no time in pushing her shoulders down to the bed in a silent command for her to be still, pinning her once she attempted to prop herself up on her elbows into a sitting position as he crawled up to her. He nudged his knees in between her legs before seizing a tight grip on both of her wrists, releasing one hand only to pin her wrists over her head with the other. He reached the free hand to trail warm fingers along the curvy surface of her right cheek, before lowering the tips of his digits to the plump skin of her bottom lip. He ghosted along the lower half of her mouth before teasingly streaking his nails downward to her porcelain white neck, further still to graze her collarbones, before halting in their tracks at the valley between her breasts. He paused for a moment before he curled his fingers underneath the top of her dress, right on the area at the middle of her ample bosom before he roughly tugged it down. His cock throbbed in the constriction of his pants as he watched her supple mounds give out a pleasant bounce when they were liberated into the icy air of his air-conditioned room, a growl of some sorts erupting from the back of his throat as the sharp sound of her startled gasp echoed in his ears.
He licked his lips as he surveyed the sleeveless and black lacy bra hugging her breasts before urgently ripping it off of her. Botan's body lurched in obvious surprise, blood rushing to her cheeks in shame as her chest was bare to his hungry stare. He felt her hands struggle as if she wanted to cover herself, but he denied her of such opportunity by reinforcing the hold he had around her, nails almost digging painfully into her skin.
A purr of approval vibrated in his chest and he could feel Youko's ears twitch in agreed appreciation in the back of his mind as he drank in the sight of the flushed skin at the top of her breasts, her rosy nipples now almost erect and pleading for attention. Unable to wait any longer, Kurama swiftly cupped her left breast in a nearly rough manner, squeezing and massaging until he felt her nub harden against the surface of his palm. He stifled a lustful groan at the feel as he proceeded to flick his thumb against the sensitive nub, before pressing hard on it as he bent forward towards her other mound, his lips finding solace in wrapping around her other nipple as he suckled, tongue darting out occasionally to teasingly lap around the pink bud before he enveloped it into his mouth once more, giving the ferry girl a harsh suck as he pulled his head back and tugged. All the while he relished in the soft moans he elicited from her, the alluring sounds spurring him on as he released the grip he had around her hands and gave out a silent order for his vines to wrap around her wrists.
Botan felt a precipitate jolt of sharp, prickling pain as she felt the thorns of his vines digging into her flesh, drawing out blood as the red liquid dribbled down her arm. The sudden ache managed to partially bring her out in her half-pleasured-induced state of mind before the feeling quickly dissipated into thin air as he shoved a hand into the hem of her dress, pushing it upwards until the tips of his fingers brushed against the linen fabric of the underwear covering her now dampened sex, much to her dismay. A renewed wave of euphoria sent her mind reeling into the gutter as he stroked her through her panties, barely aware of the feeling of his smirk spreading against her bosom as he went at it in a rough and fast pace. Her legs trembled and toes curled, back arching as he pushed aside the garment to allow himself the slightest graze of his digits against her soaking core.
He slid his fingers up and down slowly as he basked in the feeling of her juices coating his hands, growling at the intoxicating scent of her strong arousal. His mouth let go of her nipple in a wet, resounding 'pop' as he drew apart to give her a dark stare, eyes clouded heavily with lust as he listened to her mewls of delight. A few remnants of his control was vanquished into oblivion as he caved in to his desires, increasing his speed as he rubbed harshly on her swollen clit in hard, tantalising circles, opting to flick on the sensitive bundle of nerves vigorously from left to right once a while. More of her wetness began to paint his fingers, to which he gave out a frustrated groan and promptly dove the digits into her. His eyelashes fluttered close as he savoured the endearing whimpers coming from the ferry girl as he went about thrusting his fingers in and out of her with brute force. Not enough to hurt her but deep and fast enough to drive her back up and down against the mattress.
Botan couldn't believe it; ire rose underneath her skin but failed to surface as irritation began to brew within her. She hated herself for giving in to him so easily, despite everything he had done. But whatever attempts she tried to pull in order to regain herself, Kurama managed to reduce them into nothing but fruitless garbage with each flick of his wrist, rendering her mind into a jumbled mess of euphoric pleasure as he rammed his fingers into her again and again. Her back arched against her will, her body betraying her as he curled his digits and drilled them into her with a pace and ferocity that left her gasping for air, the abrupt feeling of the pleasure increasing tenfold causing tears to sting at the back of her eyes as she let out a high-pitched scream.
A predatory grin outlined the fox's lips, a dark, desire-filled chuckle erupting from his throat as he leered down at the sight of the ferry girl putty in his hands. Her brows furrowed in what seemed to be a mixture of frustration and gratification, her eyes clamped shut as her mouth parted open to expel a shrewd, delicious string of loud mewls. An adorable pink decorated her cheeks, almost seeming like a glow in the blue-illuminated room as crystalline tears evidently peeked from the corners of her eyelids. Her hands clenched into fists, the tips of her red-coloured nails digging into the poor flesh of her palms as her body shook almost violently under his ministrations. He felt her walls clamp down on his fingers like a vice, a telltale sign of her upcoming orgasm before he pounded into her with newfound urgency, determined to drive her over the edge.
Botan felt the familiar knot of heat in the pit of her stomach rapidly unravelled before exploding in a hot, white bliss as she reached her peak. A sharp gasp of his name left her lips as her body jerked in time with her climax, the provocative growls of carnal desire she had managed to elicit from the redhead never lost on her. She panted heavily as a thin layer of sweat beaded her entire form, locks of her blue hair sticking to various places of her face as she felt herself slowly but steadily come down from her high. She was not permitted another moment of rest though, as both of Kurama's hands instantly flew to her thighs, spreading her legs impossibly wider. Her eyes broadened in utter shock and she peered down just in time to see his head disappear between her legs. His dark forest greens met with her pair of lavenders as he darted his tongue out and gave her a teasing, firm lick along the walls of her wet cavern.
Botan couldn't help herself from practically jolting under his touch, a newfound wave of higher peaks of pleasure overriding her senses and clouding her better judgement as she tried to pull away from his mouth, though to no avail as he briskly grabbed her hips, firmly holding in her place. Overstimulated and sensitive beyond definition, Botan was uncertain if she wanted to beg for more or plead for him to stop- incoherent bouts of sounds that bordered between protests and whimpers for more erupting from her pink, honey-dew lipsas her body was pushed beyond its limits. Kurama knew no mercy as he traced her soaking sex with his tongue, licking hard at her entrance before flicking against the hardness of her clit in a rapid manner.
Animalistic grunts escaped his lips as her juices coated his cheeks and trickled down his chin, the sounds of her ecstatic whines and the added bonus of her hips bucking against his face serving to encourage him even more as he withdrew from her slightly only to part his lips before he enveloped her dripping pussy into his mouth. He shook his head furiously from side to side as his tongue flicked against her even though her jewel was still lodged in his mouth. A harsh slew of moans erupted from her as a loud sucking sound echoed in the room and his mouth released her slit, leaving in its wake a thin trail of saliva before he delved his tongue into her slick core. The wet appendage slid in and out of her in deep, fast thrusts, swirling and stabbing into her with brute force and technique that left his mouth sore almost immediately.
Botan let out cute, chopped out whimpers of his name as her thighs hooked around his head, impossibly trying to pull him deeper as he intensified his actions, tongue curving and stretching inside of her as one of his hands snaked from her left knee to insert two of his fingers into her womanhood. Her breathy, drawn out moans were replaced with sharp gasps and euphoric mewls as the fox slammed his digits into her in swift, deep ruts, his tongue matching the force and speed of his fingers as he worked to grant her another wave of orgasm. Her walls tightened around him and a throaty groan reverberated from between his parted lips as he felt himself drown in the sweet scent of her cum, her heat reaching a fevered pitch as she climaxed on his tongue and fingers, her release overriding not only her senses but his as well. He permitted himself a couple of indulgent laps along her walls before he removed himself from her, licking at the residue of her juices streaming down the corners of his lips.
The ferry girl sounded a low moan from the back of her throat as the redhead leaned forward to crush his lips against hers in a fevered, smothering kiss. His tongue poked between her lips and in her current state of heightened euphoria, Botan granted the wet appendage the permission to enter, her tongue quickly stroking against his. His pearl white teeth bumped against hers before he pulled apart in favour of burying his face in the crook of her neck, worshipping the flesh there with hot, open-mouthed kisses as he trailed a hand between their melded bodies to unbuckle the leather fabric of his belt. He couldn't wait any longer. He had wanted this for too long. He needed to be inside of her now.
"I'm putting it in," he declared in a hushed whisper, voice raw with suppressed want as he hovered his lips over her ear, his warm breath fanning and tickling the reddened tips of her ears. The sound of his zipper unzipping was soon followed by intense shuffling as he urgently pushed both of his pants and boxers down to his knees, finding solace in the junction between her neck and shoulder as he nipped gently at the skin there before digging his fangs into her flesh, blood drawing out from the wound and filling his tongue with a metallic taste. She was his. He had finally claimed her.
Botan winced at the sharp pain that travelled through her shoulder as he bit into her skin, the fact that he had marked her as his mate acutely flashing in her mind before she squashed down the revelation to nod her head in muted consent. It was far too late to back out now, and she was already too far gone to even think clearly with the muddled mess in her head. She braced herself for the penetration, quelling the anticipation she felt as she fought to calm herself.
But she found it so easy to lose all sense of reason and self-control as he finally buried himself into her from tip to base in one, swift motion. Somewhere in the dark recesses of her mind, she could barely register that she had craved for this for as long as she could remember. He had been the object of her affection for years and she found it difficult not to drown in the feeling of him finally, finally holding her in his arms.
A shaky breath of relief left her trembling lips before it was reduced to an endearing moan as he drew himself almost completely out of her before thrusting his shaft into the deepest parts of her once more. He did this repeatedly, again and again until she was panting for more. Her mewled out pleas caused his brows to crease in frustration as he felt the burning in his loins reach a boiling point. Feeling her insides twitch around him, Kurama eventually allowed the last slivers of his self-control to slip away as he rutted into her in a hard and fast pace that sent her screaming and him gasping for air. It felt so good to be inside her- so, so good that he wanted more.
He snaked an arm underneath the small of her back as he pulled her impossibly closer to him, enjoying the enticing feeling of her soft breasts gliding against his chest as he rammed into her with utmost force, mustering up all the strength that he could as he sought to watch her go slowly insane from all the blinding waves of ardent euphoria. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed loudly in his ears, and he growled, uncaring of the creaking noise of the bed threatening to break down underneath his ruthless assault. He slid his free hand down to the left side of her plump ass, giving it a gentle but firm squeeze as if to implore her to buck her hips against him. She got the message and complied, meeting his thrusts with fervent urgency, her movements messy and lacking any technique but succeeding to increase the pleasure a hundredfold.
She bit her lip to stifle the sounds coming out of her- somewhat embarrassed by the wanton desire evident in her ecstatic cries of pleasure as she chewed on her lower lip hard enough to break through skin. She could only taste her blood for a fraction of a second before Kurama leaned in and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss, tongue streaking over her mouth as he lapped away the red liquid and let it dissolve in his mouth. His muffled groans rivalled her own barely audible screams as he tilted his hips slightly to the side to brutally slam into the sensitive spot he previously noticed she favoured. To his absolute satisfaction, the ferry girl broke off the lip lock to let out a startled cry, the tears she had managed to hold back the entire time finally springing free as they streamed down her and dampened the warmth of her rosy-tinted cheeks. A smirk quirked at the edges of his lips before it quickly faltered as he felt a familiar heat beginning to build deep within his gut. He was close, and from the way her walls kept on clamping around him, he knew she was, too.
Noises that sounded oddly between whimpers and chocked sobs escaped her as his pelvis rubbed harshly against hers, one thrust harsher than the last. Her vanilla scent flooded his nostrils and overwhelmed him as he intensified his actions, hand letting go of the grip around her butt as fingers went to grip firmly on her clit, tugging the sensitive nub and down vigorously to speed up the process of her release. He licked a trickle of sweat from her chin as she threw his head back, breathless pants rumbling through his as Botan let out euphoric cries each time his hips met with hers. She tried to hold out a little longer but failed miserably in her attempts as the fox growled into her ear, the sound dangerously and husky.
"Come." It was a single word, but it was a sole command that had asserted so much authority over her that she couldn't help but scream out his name as she felt herself come undone, and she could have sworn she saw white before her vision was then clouded with splotches of black.
A couple more roll of his hips and he followed suit; a savage curse rolling off his tongue as he shot out spurts of his warm seed inside her cavern. Touching her forehead with his, Kurama inhaled greedy intakes of air, breathing heavy, though not as heavy as hers, as he slowly thrusted into her until they finally overrode their orgasms. Botan could barely hear his barely audible gasp of her name as he pressed his lips against hers in a brutal, yet brief kiss before he pulled apart almost instantly. He mouthed something under his breath and she felt an abrupt loss of pain, relief overflooding her senses as she felt his vines release her and slithered back into the cracks in the walls.
Once the heightened euphoria had lowered down enough for her to clear away the haze of post-pleasure from her mind, the ferry girl eventually found some subtlety in what they had done. And though she knew she had agreed to give herself to him, Botan couldn't help the remorse pricking into her skin like icepicks, anger at herself swarming her heart. But she couldn't flee even if she tried, and was only able to take whatever he was willing to give her- whether she wanted to or not.
"You're mine," he hissed against her lip as he gave her another kiss, "forever and ever. I'll never let you go."
His words brought upon a wave of despair to grip at her sides, the feeling only momentary, however, as it was promptly chased away by a jolt of pleasure when he snapped his hips against hers once more, his length driving in and out of her in newfound strength. Kurama drew apart from her to throw his head back, his spine arching as he slid his eyelids close and his scarlet hair cascaded down the flexing muscles of his back. His eyes flew open once again as he felt her quivering hands on his abs, as if to push him off of her.
Botan couldn't take anymore of this. "Wait, please-" she begged but he merely laughed in return, the sound laced heavily with lust and holding a tinge of sinister undertones as it reached her ears.
Kurama took ahold of her wrists, keeping them flat against her stomach as he freed one hand to hover one of her legs over his shoulder, using the added leverage to his advantage as he pumped himself in and out of her, expertly slamming against the spot he knew would push her over the edge in mere seconds. And true to his assumptions, she came once again, coating his cock with the god-like sensation of her cum. But he kept going- determined not to stop until he was satisfied.
Alas, after all the long years of pining for her, once was not enough. It would never be enough. And he had all night. He would break her, mend her, tear her apart and put her back together all at once. He would hurt her and love her and he wouldn't be able to stop.
Repeatedly, until there was no remnants of her resistance left.
A/N: Lol, could have written a better smut I suppose but this is alright too. Feels like my older ones are a lot better though, but I guess I only have myself to blame for letting my writing skills nearly rust into nothing but dust lmao. But as usual, I try to please my readers as best as I can.
saillovelypines- You're very welcome :). Lol, I WAS actually planning to write a smut in the previous chapter but it was dragging for far too long and I felt like it would be better to postpone it to the next update. And here it is! Your long-awaited smut. I apologise if it's not up to your liking, I swear I'll improve. And I really am sorry for my long disappearance, I wasn't in my best mental state and I knew that I wouldn't be able to offer my readers anything worth reading when I didn't have the mood to do anything so I left FF for awhile. But I'm back now, and trying to make it up to you guys by updating a lot more.
Guest- Welp. I think a lot of people enjoy crazy Kurama. As evidence from the many wonderful people who have favorited and followed, as well as reviewed, this story.
P/S: My updates might be a few days late because I'm heading to a family member's house tomorrow. She's a single mother and has asked me to help babysit her kids for a while since she's going to go on a business trip. I'll try to update in my free time (if I have any, you know, considering how kids can be.) But no worries, I'll be continuing writing so no more ghosting you folks. Just going to take some time though to update my fics, in which I really would appreciate your understanding and patience. I'm planning to focus on my other story, Euphoria, as well, so my chapters might come up a little late. I do apologize and thank you for all the support you've given me thus far.