I approached the castle, alone and unarmed. I'd told only Miroku where I was going, hoping he would understand the balance between privacy and safety. He complained that I hadn't chosen him, which was fair. It wasn't like he was any less handsome than Naraku, and he was certainly the less evil of the two, but for some reason I was madly attracted to Naraku and only vaguely thought Miroku was cute. I couldn't explain my own attractions. They just were what they were. Besides, Miroku was pretty openly straight, and I was a closeted trans person who didn't particularly love being approached by people who only liked girls, because- I don't know, it was annoying. It was bad enough that I had to pretend I agreed with my body's stupid gender. I didn't need people staring at my stupidly female body and acting like it was the greatest thing since sliced bread. It creeped me out.
The guards wanted to know why I was there. I told them I had business with Naraku, and they tried to kick me out. Naraku came out to see what the commotion was about and told them to let me come in and to leave the two of us alone together.
I was nervous, of course, and scared. Naraku was evil, after all. I knew this was a bad idea. I just- I wanted to. I wanted to sleep with him. I knew it was stupid and reckless and dangerous and I just didn't care.
"Why are you here?" Naraku asked. His voice made me all melty, as usual.
"Um-" come on, brain cells, don't abandon me right now, I need to sound coherent. "Uh…"
"Are you here to try to kill me?"
I shook my head.
"Are you here to have sex with me?"
How did he guess so fast? I wondered, freaking out. "U-um…"
"Yes or no?"
I nodded. I bit my lip and ducked my head. He was probably gonna say no, right? But he was just standing there. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a square silver packet.
"Here," I said, handing it to him. "It's- this is a condom. Um, it's a sex thing. No magic. It just, um, protects us from each other's germs and um, makes sure I won't get pregnant."
Naraku's fingers brushed mine as he took the packet. It sent an electric thrill down my body. My breathing hitched.
He reached up and touched my jaw. "Why wouldn't you want to get pregnant?" he asked.
"Um-" How do I tell him I think he would be the worst dad ever without being rude? "Well-"
"Are you afraid of childbirth?"
"A little, but that's not why," I said. "I want to have kids. Just- I don't- I mean, we don't know each other and you keep making all these questionable moral decisions…"
Naraku pressed his lips to the skin below my ear. "Questionable moral decisions," he murmured. "Tell me more about that." Kisses trailed down to my clavicle, and then his fingers tangled in my hair and he leaned closer. I was going to have to decide whether I wanted to explain why he was evil, or kiss him.
"You hurt Kikyo and Inuyasha," I whispered.
"Mhmm," Naraku said, leaning together until our foreheads were touching. I pulled away slightly.
"Sorry, not you, bad associations with that particular-" I said, aware that I was blabbering. "Umtheforeheadtouchthingyeahnotgood-"
Naraku stroked my forehead with his fingers, then kissed it. I reached up and gripped the back of his kimono. He wrapped his arms around me, and I melted against him.
"I did hurt Kikyo and Inuyasha," he said. "I was jealous. I wanted Kikyo. You don't seem to care about that, though. Look at you- here you are kissing Kikyo's murderer."
Kissing. That was a good idea. I kissed his chin, too shy to aim higher. Besides, it was a cute chin.
Naraku curled his fingers under my chin and raised it, then leaned his head slightly sideways and kissed me. I had no idea what I was doing so I just sort of stood there.
Naraku pulled away after a moment. "You've never been kissed," he stated.
"Yeah, you're correct," I whimpered.
"Why? You're old enough, aren't you?"
"I just wasn't interested until really late," I explained. "I actually thought I was ace for a second there."
"So you're a virgin."
I nodded.
"Have you- touched yourself?"
"Yeah, of course I have," I said. "My body didn't really give me a choice in the matter. I eventually accepted it."
"Have you ever put anything in your hole?"
I bit my lip nervously. "Um- yeah. I have a dildo."
"Just one? What size?"
"Just one. I think it's six inches, so probably kind of- normal sized? It was the only nonvibrating silicone one they had. It's purple."
"I guess we'll find out- whether it's bigger or smaller than-"
I felt the blood rush to my face. "I guess," I squeaked.
Naraku pulled me into a hug and stroked my hair. "We can go slow," he said. "You're a virgin. It's understandable that you're nervous."
"Some people think using tampons makes you not a virgin," I pointed out.
"What are those?" he asked.
"Little cotton things about the size of someone's finger that you put in there to soak up the period blood."
"Some people are not very smart," Naraku concluded.
I laughed. "I guess so."
"Let's go to the bedroom," Naraku suggested. "The mood will be better in there. We can even light candles if you'd like." He picked me up. His arms were strong and I could feel his pec against my cheek. This was really happening. I tried to remember to breathe.
The bedroom was perfect. There was a huge bed in the middle of the room, with lots of fluffy pillows and sheets soft as silk. The lights were dim and golden, which contrasted beautifully with Naraku's bluish skin.
Naraku snapped his fingers, and rose petals appeared all over the bed. I looked up at him questioningly.
"Just a pretty illusion," he explained.
I started to unbutton my flannel shirt. Naraku stopped me, hands over my fingers. Shivers ran up my spine at the simple touch.
"May I do that?" he asked.
Oh.
"Lie down," he said. I sat on the bed and hugged one of the pillows.
"Don't be scared," Naraku said. "If you want me to stop, just say so."
"I was worried you'd be an idiot about consent," I said.
"There's plenty of time for that later," Naraku said, with a creepy grin. "I wouldn't want to scare you away, now would I?"
"Okay, that's not sus at all," I muttered.
He cupped my face in his hands. "Don't worry about it," he said, leaning closer. I tried moving my lips this time, then discovered sucking on his bottom lip. He let me try that for a moment, then licked my upper lip. I hesitantly reached my tongue out and licked the tip of his tongue, and then his tongue slid inside my mouth. He explored every bit of my mouth, even places I didn't realize existed. He kept pressing closer, until I was lying on the bed with his body on top of mine. Thinking was out of the equation. I found his hands and brought them to my shirt buttons. I felt every brush of his fingers against my clothes, trembling, my underwear soaked in slick. Somehow Naraku got the flannel shirt out of the way without moving me, and started to lift my T-shirt.
"Stop," I said.
He stopped.
"I mean slow down, sorry."
"Of course," Naraku said smoothly. "May I touch you with the shirt on?"
I couldn't get any more words to come out of my mouth, so I reached for his hand and set it against the side of my boob. His fingers were gentle, stroking my breasts through the shirt, rubbing my nipples, disintegrating me into a sweaty, aroused, sobbing mess. Soon I was begging for him to take off my t-shirt, and he did. I wasn't wearing a bra underneath it, because fuck bras, so there was nothing else to take off the top half of me. I suddenly felt very exposed.
"N-Naraku, may I take your shirt off?" I asked.
He smirked. "If you take the whole thing off, I won't be wearing much."
That didn't sound like 'no,' so I slid it off his shoulders. He was naked from the waist up. I wanted to touch his chest.
Naraku waited silently. I reached up and touched his shoulders, collarbone, pecs.
"Is this okay?" I asked. "You're so pretty. I want to explore you."
"Go ahead," Naraku said. He looked extremely pleased to be told he was pretty, actually. I should be careful, I might make his ego even bigger.
Once my fingers had explored everything from the waist up, there was something else I really wanted to do.
"Naraku, can I lick you?"
He trailed his fingers over my cheek. Even after all the making out we'd already done, somehow that turned me on more.
"Only if I get to lick you," Naraku said. I sat up and kissed him, more confidently this time. The feeling of our tongues sliding past each other just made me want him to be closer, closer. A vague thought popped into the back of my head that maybe fucking Naraku was not the smartest idea in the world, but I ignored it.
I tasted his sweat. He tasted a little bit salty, and he smelled like leather and soap and cinnamon. And when I flicked my tongue over his nipple he shuddered and an expression of pleasure crossed his face. I kissed his clavicle, and then moved upwards, pressing kisses over his neck and chin until I reached his mouth, then murmured against his lips, "Your turn."
Naraku kissed from my mouth all the way down to my left nipple. He touched my right with his hand while licking and suckling on my left breast. I ran my fingers over his strong, lean back. So pretty, Naraku.
His tongue swirled in circles over my nipple, making me moan. I sat up, pushing my body closer. He took his hands away and pushed my shoulders back down onto the bed.
"Patience, my little virgin," he said. "You will get what you came for."
"Just for the record, not my favorite pet name," I told him.
"Good thing it won't apply for much longer," Naraku said cheekily. I wanted to smack him, but I wasn't sure that was a good idea, so I said nothing.
My fingers started to creep towards my lady bits. Naraku took hold of my wrists, stopping me.
"How do you feel about bondage?" he asked.
I liked the idea a lot. I'd never officially tried it.
"Only if- only if it won't hurt," I said.
"No pain," Naraku said. "I want to tie your wrists over your head with a soft scarf. But you would be stuck, unless I untie you."
"But what if, like, you have a heart attack and the house starts burning down at that exact moment?" I asked.
"I guess you would have to scream for the guards and hope they hear you," Naraku said. "And hope they aren't their usual cowardly selves about it and just ignore you. They're scared of me and they're scared of fire. You might die if that happens."
"I don't want to die."
"It's probably less likely than getting struck by lightning," Naraku said, shrugging. "Although I have no idea what the actual probability is of either."
"Okay. Do it, but we need a safeword."
"If you insist," Naraku said. "You think of one while I go get the scarf and your little condom thing. And don't move- I'll know."
This was very unfair. I really wanted to touch myself. But he was right, he would probably know. My fingers would get covered in slick if I did that, and I wouldn't have time to lick them off. Besides, I would probably need the whole time to think of a safeword.
Naraku waited several minutes. I was squirming by the time he got back.
"Put the damn scarf on and get my pants off," I said.
Naraku pressed a finger to my lips. "Slow down, tiger," he said. "It'll happen. Be patient."
"Ohmygod."
"According to Kikyo, I'm a mere hanyou," Naraku said wryly.
I got myself adjusted and held my wrists close to the headboard so he could tie me up.
"What safeword did you pick?" Naraku asked.
"Tessaiga."
"Hmph. You sure you don't really want to be fucking Inuyasha?" Naraku asked.
"He doesn't even really know how to use that thing," I pointed out.
Naraku grinned.
"No pun intended."
"Oh, don't ruin it," he said lightly. He uncoiled the scarf and moved it slowly towards my waiting wrists, letting the fringes trail over my bare chest.
"Please hurry up," I begged.
Naraku paused. "Every time you say that, I'm gonna slow down."
"Oh, you're mean," I complained.
"Remind me why I didn't just gag you first?" Naraku teased.
I fell silent. If I had to not talk to get him to start moving again, I would. It took an eternity, but he finally started securing my wrists to the headboard. When he finished, I tugged experimentally, confirming that I could neither hurt myself nor escape.
"Good," I said.
Naraku took out a second piece of cloth. It was black and looked like a handkerchief folded into a band about two inches wide.
"That's a blindfold," I choked.
"Yes."
"How did you know I would be into that?" I asked.
"I already know you like to be stuck if it doesn't hurt," Naraku said. "So unless you have migraines that are triggered by having stuff on your head, which I doubt… it was a good guess, right?"
"Very good guess," I managed. "Yes, you may blindfold me."
He tied the blindfold around my head, knot to the side so it wouldn't dig into my scalp, and made sure it wasn't too loose or too tight. I officially couldn't see anything. I had no idea what he was doing next, until I felt fingers at my waist.
"Okay, okay, okay," I repeated to myself nervously.
"You alright?" Naraku asked.
"Yeah I'm just, I'm just nervous, it's fine I think honest I, uh-"
"Shh," Naraku whispered. "Yes or no, shall I remove your pants."
"Yes."
He took them off, fingertips brushing past the side of my butt and thigh. I heard him toss them somewhere. Then I let myself relax, and I felt a lot of the tension melt away. I didn't have to do or be anything right now, just be. There was no way I could screw this up.
"You're beautiful, little one," Naraku told me. He took off my underwear slowly, slowly. I felt the bed shift as he moved to kneel between my legs. I should have been nervous, but I wasn't. I felt like I was floating.
He traced one finger up my wet vulva, from the base towards my clit and up over it, until he reached my mound, then ran his finger lightly up and down on my clitoral shaft, increasing the pressure until I let out a deep, shuddering breath. Then he withdrew his finger.
"You've never been touched before?"
"Just touch me, Naraku," I pleaded.
He lowered his voice. "Answer the question." I tried to remember how to think.
"Naraku," I murmured, too floaty to think straight.
He traced little circles around my right nipple. "Has anyone touched you like this before, my pretty?"
"No."
"So many firsts tonight," Naraku rumbled. I heard fabric moving, and he tossed something across the room. I heard a squelching sound and Naraku panting above me as the bed rocked slightly. I squirmed and writhed, but couldn't reach to touch myself.
I felt something that wasn't a finger slip between my labia. It felt good, so good. I needed. Then he took it away and I heard something tear.
"I forgot, your little metal thing. How do I use this? Is it this gummy thing inside?"
I giggled. "Yeah, it's that thing. Do you want me to help you with it?"
"I can figure it out," Naraku insisted stubbornly. "Okay, fine." He untied me and took off the blindfold. I squinted in the light.
"Hand it to me," I said. I looked for the correct side to use and rolled it onto his penis.
"Lie back down," Naraku said, apparently irritated by needing help with anything. I laid back down cooperatively and let him tie me up again the same way.
He swirled his cock around between my folds. I rolled my hips a little. It felt so good. I never wanted this to stop.
He slid his cock up and down between my folds steadily, rubbing my clit with one fingertip. I didn't make any noises, but my breathing was quite audible. After several minutes, he switched to rubbing my slick all over his penis deliberately. He pressed one fingertip into my vagina experimentally.
"How does that feel? Are you ready?"
"It feels amazing," I said. "I think I'm ready."
He moved slowly. There was a slight burning as the head of his penis passed my entrance, and then suddenly he ran into my cervix much sooner than I'd expected. I squeaked and pulled back a little.
He slowed down and made tiny, shallow thrusts in and out, pushing in slowly as my vagina expanded to receive him. When I started moaning and wiggling under him, he touched my clit again with a gentle finger. I could feel how wet and messy I was.
"Naraku," I murmured.
He shushed me softly and kissed my lips, still thrusting slowly and steadily. Soon I trembled and went limp. He stroked my breasts gently and waited until I started to roll my hips again before continuing to thrust. He was almost as deep as he could go. I could feel his balls tap against my perineum with each thrust. This is really happening.
He made it all the way in, finally, and started to roll his hips, the tip of his peen circling around my cervix. After a few moments of that, he started alternating between the circles and the thrusts. I whispered his name over and over.
His movements started to get shaky and erratic, and then he suddenly stopped and grabbed the base of his penis, trembling. He waited until his breathing slowed down before moving again.
"I'm close," Naraku said.
"I have no idea when I'll cum," I said honestly. "It doesn't feel close, but sometimes it surprises me."
He thrust once, then stopped again. "You don't have any more of these condom things, do you?"
"No, I don't."
"Still don't wanna get pregnant?"
"Not today."
"Fine. I'll get a cock ring," Naraku said. He pulled out. "Stay there."
He came back pretty quickly this time and slid up and down the outside of my vulva, sliding over my clit every time. When I was ready, he slid inside again. I wriggled around on his cock, squeezing it with my vaginal walls. He stayed still until I stopped moving and then started to touch my clit again. My body felt hot all over. I swirled my hips, up and down around him, as he relentlessly stroked my clitoris. Electricity pooled in my vulva and all my muscles tensed and shook. He kept rubbing my clit. I thought I was cumming, but it never stopped. It went on for minutes and minutes, my body on fire and my clit sparking. He kissed me and tweaked my nipple between a spare thumb and finger. I didn't know I could be this needy and not cum. Every minute I was sure I would climax.
"Cum for me," Naraku said, and the electricity increased, but the release still didn't come. "Cum for me," he repeated. "Cum, tiger."
I twisted and pulled against the restraints. He switched to my other nipple and added another finger on my clitoris.
A guard tapped on the door. Naraku barked at him to go away, and he did. I finally came then, clit throbbing, every muscle in my body more tense than it had ever been, then went limp and fell back onto the pillows, exhausted. Naraku pulled out, removed the cock ring, and came in the condom. Then he fell on top of me, snoring. It was kind of cute, but he hadn't untied me yet. My wrists were starting to get a little bit sore, and the added weight made the scarf pull on me harder.
I wriggled out of the blindfold and licked his cheek, trying to get his attention.
"Ey, Naraku. You gotta wake up, Dark Lord. You forgot to untie me."
Nothing was working.
Oh, well. This might be my last chance to cuddle him before he went back to doing stupid shit and trying to ruin everyone's day and possibly kill everybody.

Inuyasha was staring at the castle in disbelief. "The miasma is gone."
Miroku looked up, startled. Then he smirked. "I think someone just got some."
"Naraku?!" Inuyasha asked, horrified. "Who'd want to have sex with him? He's disgusting!"
Shippo sighed. "You didn't notice how she was staring at him? Lady _."
Inuyasha went and found Kagome.
"Kagome, you would never want to have sex with Naraku, right?"
"Is this the kind of thing you think about?" Kagome objected, face red as a tomato. "Dirty boy! Stop thinking about sex!"

Twenty minutes later, Naraku still showed no signs of being about to wake up anytime soon. I managed to squirm my way out from under him and sat up, looking at the scarf around my wrists. It had gotten pretty tight during our… activities… and I didn't recognize the knot. Also, I had nothing to try to untie it with except my teeth.
I found an end, but it was tucked under the bottom of the knot, where it was difficult to reach. There was a long bit that wrapped all the way around the headboard. Maybe I could tear that? I tried to bite the scarf, but it was tough and slippery. I couldn't even indent it, let alone tear a hole. I was starting to get frustrated. I was pretty sure dominants weren't supposed to tie people up and then just fall asleep on top of them and hope they wouldn't mind. This wasn't supposed to happen. I had no way to untie myself, I couldn't reach my clothes, and if I called for help everybody would see my naked body. And Naraku's. I wasn't sure which was the more disheartening idea.
"Naraku, Tessaiga, wake up," I said.
He grumbled and opened one eye. "Huh?"
"You didn't untie me," I reminded him.
"Come back here, I wanna sleep," he said, grabbing me with one arm and pulling me towards him. "You smell nice."
"Can you untie me please?" I asked.
"You okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine, I just-"
"-then I don't care," Naraku said.
"Stop being a baby," I complained. "It would take you like fifteen seconds to untie me and then you can go back to sleep. What, are you worried I'm gonna leave immediately or something?"
Naraku frowned. "What else would you do?" he muttered. "You wanted me for sex. Because I'm hot or something. You don't actually like me."
"We can pretend we like each other for a while," I offered.
He opened both eyes and studied me. "You mean that?"
"Yes. Tell you what, if you don't start acting like an abusive jerk, I won't act like you are one," I said.
He looked very confused.
"Start by not trying to kill my friends," I suggested.
"Inuyasha stole Kikyo from me," he whined. "I need revenge."
"So dump pickle relish all over him or something."
"No."
"Well- just- don't kill him until morning then," I said. "We can have breakfast together and then you can go back to being an evil jerk and- I guess we'll just- ignore each other or something."
"Nope," Naraku said. "Now that I know you're attracted to me-" he grinned. "There'll be trouble."