Chapter Four: Dark Romancing and Betrayal
"Karasu, you're hurt. How did you manage that?"
"Malina, my sweet, how lovely to see you." The dark-haired demon smiled, and the she-kitsune shivered. Without his mask, Karasu was beautiful in a purely masculine way. The smile quirked his full, blood red lips, revealing tiny fangs. His dark eyes danced with excitement as he looked Malina over. "I truly missed you."
"Karasu, that wound needs care." The violet eyes were bright with concern. So, the kit cared for him still. Lovely. "Let me see it." Her fingers were gentle as she washed the blood from a deep gash in the youkai's back and shoulder. "Oh, Kami, love..." she whispered without thinking. The cut was rather deep. "How did this happen?"
"I got careless with your precious Kurama."
"Kurama? You're match isn't until next week. Why did you go after him?" She demanded angrily.
"I wanted to test him." He grabbed her wrist and squeezed until his grip threatened to shatter the fragile bones. "Is that a problem, love?"
"Karasu, you're hurting me." Her voice held only a twinge of fear, but it made him suddenly want her terribly.
"I know. And you like it." He whispered huskily before pulling her towards him, holding her tight in his arms. Her bright, violet eyes were wide with anxiety. "You always liked it when I hurt you."
"Karasu, please-"
"Shhh... be still, Malina. Be still." He said, just before his lips crashed down onto hers with bruising force. She tried to break away, but one of his hands fisted in her hair, holding her head in place. When he bit her bottom lip and the tip of her tongue, making it bleed, she whimpered, and when his tongue forced its way into her mouth, to taste the crimson sweetness filling it, she moaned into the kiss. She wanted it too, he knew she did, and she wasn't going to fight him anymore. Her arms went around his neck as she kissed back, showing Karasu just how much she had missed him.
"Karasu, you're hurt. How did you manage that?"
"Malina, my sweet, how lovely to see you." The dark-haired demon smiled, and the she-kitsune shivered. Without his mask, Karasu was beautiful in a purely masculine way. The smile quirked his full, blood red lips, revealing tiny fangs. His dark eyes danced with excitement as he looked Malina over. "I truly missed you."
"Karasu, that wound needs care." The violet eyes were bright with concern. So, the kit cared for him still. Lovely. "Let me see it." Her fingers were gentle as she washed the blood from a deep gash in the youkai's back and shoulder. "Oh, Kami, love..." she whispered without thinking. The cut was rather deep. "How did this happen?"
"I got careless with your precious Kurama."
"Kurama? You're match isn't until next week. Why did you go after him?" She demanded angrily.
"I wanted to test him." He grabbed her wrist and squeezed until his grip threatened to shatter the fragile bones. "Is that a problem, love?"
"Karasu, you're hurting me." Her voice held only a twinge of fear, but it made him suddenly want her terribly.
"I know. And you like it." He whispered huskily before pulling her towards him, holding her tight in his arms. Her bright, violet eyes were wide with anxiety. "You always liked it when I hurt you."
"Karasu, please-"
"Shhh... be still, Malina. Be still." He said, just before his lips crashed down onto hers with bruising force. She tried to break away, but one of his hands fisted in her hair, holding her head in place. When he bit her bottom lip and the tip of her tongue, making it bleed, she whimpered, and when his tongue forced its way into her mouth, to taste the crimson sweetness filling it, she moaned into the kiss. She wanted it too, he knew she did, and she wasn't going to fight him anymore. Her arms went around his neck as she kissed back, showing Karasu just how much she had missed him.