Prompt: "What? Does that feel good?", with additional challenge of role reversal, requested by Bunny W.K./bunny-wk-fanfic
Warning: Because of the content involved, the rating had been bumped to M! Only contains masturbation thus far.
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He sometimes wished he wasn't special, having the freaking jewel borne out of his damned gut, but there he was. Shuichi Minamino, the guardian of Shikon no Tama and the reincarnation of Yo-what-his-face, and now commonly referred as Kurama by the people in the feudal era for some reason or other…
Was being seduced by a freaking fox lady.
It was working too. It was working too well. Kurama had a hard time covering his stubborn part—not even his schoolbook could hide how Kagome Higurashi was affecting him. But, he knew that she knew, judging by an evil smirk on her lips. The smell of lust apparently must be quite potent that it was coating his own scent.
"Oh, come on~" Kagome giggled, pushing hard of her fairly well-endowed bust against his back. She even made sure that he'd feel her hardened peaks. Teasing her lips on his ears, she cooed, "Don't hide~I'd take it as a serious compliment, you know~"
Kurama swore that if Kagome had her tail out, she'd be wagging it.
Why did the damned toddler assigned him a security detail!?
It wasn't like he wasn't capable of protecting himself.
"Um, ehm." Kurama couldn't muffle his whimpers this time.
He supposed he should be thankful that his mother and stepfather were still at their respective jobs and his spoiled-brat stepbrother was at a friend's house. None of them would be home for few hours. The fact that he got ambushed by a horny foxy so conveniently told him that Kagome was planning to molest him for a fair while now.
Because now, he was suffering right in the living room.
Kagome giggled, before biting back a groan when his spicy scent spiked and punctured right into her nose. And what a heavenly scent it was. She squeezed her thighs together.
Not yet.
She had been eying this boy ever since Koenma assigned her to be his babysitter, to defend him from any rouge demon looking to change the past. So, she schemed. What a scheme it was, fitting for a thief like her.
She flirted, in an elegant way, as Kurama disliked females who aren't classy. When she got his attention, Kagome would dress into something she could easily provoke a reaction from the boy—few unbuttoned buttons from the top to show just a good hint of her cleavage wearing a cute pair of lacy bras, a skirt that'd ride just a bit too high, to even wearing a pair of high stockings that'd stop an inch under her adorable skirt.
He liked girls in high stockings, she'd noticed.
Kagome noticed a lot of things.
She waited, she waited just long enough until Kurama smelled no longer sweet like roses but of his lust. Then, she'd ambush and to make him to suffer.
Unable to take her eyes off from the tented schoolbook, Kagome snatched it and threw it aside. She ignored Kurama's bark of surprise, when she got a good handful of what was underneath his slacks. Whistling, Kagome was impressed, "Oh, you have a lovely specimen there, Kurama." She grinned against his reddened ear, as she was shamelessly fondling it.
Kurama sputtered, when he felt her claw releasing from his erection. He gasped when he realized exactly what the vixen was going to do–she was slipping her hand underneath the hem of his pants, "H-higurashi!" Kurama gripped onto her wrist, but found himself reluctant to stop Kagome.
"Daw, I liked it when you called me Kagome," Kagome pouted, before grinning again when she wrapped her fingers around his hardened member. At Kurama's encouraging whimpering she began to stroke it slowly. Meanwhile, Kagome's tongue darted out to the shell of his ear and nibbled it gently.
She hadn't even bother unzipping his slack—the tightness of the fabric added to what he thought was an unholy sensation gripping onto his loins. Was it supposed to feel this good? Kurama wasn't sure—this was a first time he even had a female this close. And the said female was a literal vixen.
"Does that feel good?" She purred.
He didn't realize his lungs were burning, when Kagome fastened her grip and started stroking him faster and faster at each beat.
The wash of utter Nirvana clashed down upon him and he saw white.
Disconcerted Kurama didn't even notice Kagome slipping her soiled hand from his pants, giggling at the vision of the poor boy having to change his pants. She stepped back, releasing his ear from her lips and her breasts away from his body. Her thighs practically were glued together, as she sighed and cleaned off her hand from Kurama's evidence with her tongue.
"I think that's all for our studying today, hm?" Kagome spun her way toward the door.
Kurama shook his head from his daze, sputtering, "You're leaving!?"
Pausing just a beat away from leaving his home, Kagome twirled to face him and grinned, "You aren't ready yet~Hm, hm!" She blew him a kiss and send him a saucy wink, "I'll see you in class Monday, Kurama~!"
She knew she was being evil—she couldn't help it, but she had to make him to suffer.
So he could want her back, to be just as hungry as she was.
At Kurama's audible groan Kagome shut the door behind her. With a whoosh of a deep breath, she happily bounced her way back home. She needed to take care of some personal business.
"Stupid horny fox," grunted from a nearby tree.
Kagome stopped, and rolled her eyes at the said tree, "Stuff it Hiei, you were the one who liked watching. Beside," she singsonged, "Shuichi Minamino is going to be mine~"
"May the Gods rest his soul then." Hiei frankly said, before Kagome send him one last fox-like smile, before disappearing in a whirl of blue rose petals.