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ALERT!! THIS IS VERY GRAPHIC. IF YOU ARE NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE READING SOMETHING LIKE THIS DON'T GO ANY FURTHER. THIS IS "R" RATED FOR A REASON.

Song of My Soul

Part Fourteen

When he first woke up, he wasn't sure what was more annoying, the darkness or the smell. The darkness was bad enough since there was so little actual light that he could barely make out the different shapes around him, but the smell was definitely making him sick to his stomach. Not that he had much left in it. The moment he woke up he threw up. The smell was a mixture of decaying flesh and garbage. He could also smell what he could only describe as grave dirt but then with all the other smells it was hard to tell the difference between mildew and musty ground.

His head hurt, his muscles were sore from being stretched out like he was and above it all he was starting to get hungry. He didn't know for sure how long it had been but the day they took him, he remembered he didn't eat supper the night before or breakfast that morning. Hell he had even missed lunch. It had to be at least 24 hours since his last meal. Not that it bothered him that much but it would help with the healing then maybe he could break free of these chains. A lack of clothes told him the air was cool which revealed that he was close to the out doors or at least that the place didn't have a door. Basically his dungeon reminded him of a cave.

A bright light almost blinded him suddenly. He was surprised that he had missed the person, no persons entering the room he was in. A low growl escaped his throat as the person stepped closer. They stopped shortly and he could sense their fear. With the speed he was born with he lunged forward only to be stopped by the chains that held him to the wall. The person fell back but was caught by another behind them. The light fell the ground and he could tell now it was a flashlight. It spun around and rolled until it came to a stop when it got caught on a mound of garbage on the floor. It didn't show directly on the people but it was enough for his breath to catch. He narrowed his eyes and growled loudly.

"So Kikyo you decided to come out of hiding." He snarled. The woman in front of him steadied herself on her own feet then stepped forward and slapped him as hard as she could. He chuckled and licked the blood from the split in his lip.

"You'll have to do more then that to hurt me bitch." He snapped angrily. "What the hell do you want?" She smiled seductively at him and stepped closer but stopped when he gave her a warning growl.

"Why my love I want you?" She said trying to sound sincere.

"Bullshit. You never wanted me. All you ever wanted was money and that I have plenty of." He hissed back with venom. She frowned but then her eyes softened.

"You don't give me enough credit, Naraku. I loved you." She reached out but he snapped at her with his fangs causing her to draw her hand back.

"Love? You know nothing of love. You're a cold-hearted bitch. You don't care for anyone but yourself." He growled again watching her carefully. She seemed to be thinking of what to say next. His eyes darted to the two youkai that stood behind her. He was curious where she found them. They didn't look like any he knew of so they must have been gutter trash she picked up somewhere. "Who are your new toys? They look like gutter trash." He said sarcastically. She glared at him hatefully. "But then from the looks of you," his eyes wandered up and down her body quickly, "you look like you fell out of the dump truck." He chuckled at her gasp. She gritted her teeth and summoned her power into the hand she hit him with. Her finger nails dug deeply into his cheek causing four terrible gashes. His head jerked to the side from the impact of the searing pain from her miko powers. Blood flowed down his cheek and dripped from his chin. He held back the groan that wanted to come out. His head was spinning from the amount of power she had used. That had hurt. He narrowed his eyes at her and took a deep breath.

"What the hell do you want with me Kikyo?" He managed to growl out defiantly. Her eyes softened again as she stepped closer.

"I want you." She replied softly. He growled but didn't seem to have much energy left to fight. She ignored him and gently wiped the blood from his chin. Her eyes stayed on his as she raised her bloodied fingers to her lips and licked them off. For some reason he found that action very sensual. He swallowed hard not taking his eyes off her. Slowly she kneeled in front of him and leaned closer. Placing her hands on his chest. A low warning rumble formed in his chest and he let his fangs show. Again she ignored him confident the chains would hold him. With tender care she ran her cool fingers over his hot muscles.

He wanted to sigh from the sensation but was unwilling to give into her seductive ways. She had done this too many times to get her way. He closed his eyes when her hand ran down his stomach and to his scantily covered crotch. His eyes shot open when she clutched him. He gritted his teeth and snarled at her warningly. She looked up at him as she lowered her lips to one of his nipples and licked it playfully. The shiver that ran down his back made him feel ashamed. He shouldn't be attracted to her but it had been so long and she was his wife. A low growl formed in his throat as her tongue flicked out touching his nipple in sequence to the way she rubbed him. He couldn't stop the sensation that was building up inside of him. His mind screamed for a way out while his body kept wanting more.

Her talented mouth caused him to groan. He wrapped the chains around his hands and held on when she slipped her hand down his waist band. All this time her lips kissed, sucked and she licked his chest working her way down his stomach. Her actions were sending shock wave after shock wave through him.

"Kikyo," he panted, "stop...not...here." He fought for control over his reaction to her touch. "Not like this." He couldn't keep the pleading sound from his voice but he was almost lost. She smiled where he couldn't see it.

"Take him and clean him then bring him to me." She stood slowly rubbing her body against his until she reached his lips. She placed her fingers under his chin and turned his face to one side. He suppressed a groan when her tongue flicked out and licked the blood from his cheek then kissed him deeply. Inside he cringed although his youkai was rejoicing. She pulled away suddenly leaving him panting. He watched her as she walked away swaying her full hips from side to side seductively. The bulge in his crotch tightened.

His better judgement fought with his beast for control over his body. He could still smell her scent of arousal. It was so strong he knew he would need a distraction to keep from claiming her completely as his mate. That was the last thing he wanted from her. Especially since everything that had happened. He knew that eventually she would die from the tumor in her brain and he would not put himself through that sort of agony willingly. But then so far his reaction to her had not been willing. He shook his head in frustration.

A jerk on his arms let him know that the two youkai were releasing his arms. A sneer spread across his lips as he thought of a way to escape her but soon it left when he realized they simply removed the chain from the walls. The cuffs on his wrists were sealed by sutra on the locks. He had little choice but to follow where they dragged him. He stumbled several times over things on the floor he did see while struggling to keep up with them as they pulled him down a long tunnel. A bright light showed through a door way up ahead. When they stepped out, he shielded his eyes from the sun light that hit him. His vision was blurry at first causing him to blink several times to focus.

His eyes scanned the area around him in shock and confusion. There were cars ever where. Some were setting by themselves but others were piled into large rickety stacks that looked like a good gust of wind would send them toppling down. He stumbled forward when the chains were yanked again letting him know his guards were impatient. There seemed to be no end to this junk yard. Massive piles of rusty steal and junk lay wherever he looked. He would never have even dreamed of such a place. Cold water brought his attention back as it spilled over his head and shoulders coving his nearly naked body. Strong hands ripped the remaining cloth from his body leaving him bare to the cold air. He shivered slightly from the feeling. A rough cloth was tossed in his face.

"Clean yourself hanyou. She wants you to be pretty." A gruff voice came from his right. He spun around to see the large youkai sneering at him. He growled at the indignant treatment he was receiving. Never in his life had anyone looked down on him for being a hanyou. Most didn't know.

"Scrub!" The other pulled sharply on the chain he held causing pain to shoot up his arm. He grit his teeth and began to wash the sweat and soil from his skin.

"She sure likes them purdy don't she?" The fat bald one snicked again at his agony.

"That she does brother." The other answered. Naraku would have to admit he was a bit confused why they referred to each other as brothers. They looked nothing alike. But it didn't matter, they would still both die the same. He formulated just how he was going to chain them up and disembowel them. He would stand in glorious victory as they screamed for mercy. It would be music to his ears. Another sharp pain brought him back out of his little day dream. "Enough, it'll do. Get your ass in gear." They led him through several more twisted paths around piles of metal until they reached the river. He frowned slightly but didn't say anything. He followed dutifully memorizing ever path and turn they made when they walked away from the river into the woods. Even though he was naked, the cool air didn't bother him. He knew to escape he would need to stay alert and ready.

A small house appeared ahead of them. Once they were close enough, he could smell a wonderful aroma of food from within. As they came closer Kikyo stepped out of the door looking at them expectantly. Her eyes traveled up and down his body hungrily. A twisted smile graced her red lips that almost made his stomach turn. He noticed she had changed her clothes and was now wearing the garb he remembered seeing on the priestesses at the shrine during a holiday visit. The garment seemed to cling in just the right places but yet flowed with ever move she made. Again he shook his head to clear his thoughts. Calmly she waited for them to walk up the steps, then she pulled a simple cloth from inside her sleeve which she wrapped around his waist to cover his manly parts. Her fingers lingered at his waist touching lightly as she looked into his eyes for response but he refrained from giving her any. She quickly ushered them inside where the guards once again stood back but held onto the chains. He didn't make a move feeling he could play her little game of power for now until he had his chance.

"Are you hungry Naraku-sama?" She asked sweetly. He held back a snarl and nodded his head. She guided him over to a table that was already set. The two youkai held the chains and stood one on either side of him. He raised an eye brow when he looked at what she had to offer. "Kentucky Fried Chicken?" He mused.

"What you thought I would cook?" She smiled. "Get real." She took a seat next to him and began to serve him. She fed him slowly letting him savor each piece as if it was his last meal. Once in a while after giving him a bite she would take one and smile at him. He held his resolve and refused to let her get to him. Her actions did surprise him. Even when they were first married she wouldn't act like this. It was definitely something new for him. In the back of his mind he wished it was someone else. Unfortunately that someone else had a mate that was stronger then he had originally given him credit for. When he shook his head letting her, know he didn't want any more she leaned forward and licked his lips. He couldn't take it and pulled away. She frowned.

He watched with amusement as anger filtered across face. She hissed then looked at her two henchmen. "Chain him." He was yanked out of the chain and drug into another room that he soon found out was a bed room. The fat one tackled him to the bed while the other worked on chaining him down. His first instinct was to fight so that is what he did. The minute he pulled on the chains his wrists would begin to burn as if they were being burned off. He snarled and growled in pain until they were done. His body rejoiced when they left the room. He was still chained of course but at least they weren't yanking on those accursed wrist cuffs anymore. He lay there staring at the ceiling trying to get his mind to focus again. The bright light from outside told him that it was still early afternoon. With luck she would leave him alone for a while so he could rest. He should know that luck had little to do with anything.

It wasn't long before she entered the room. She stalked over to the bed and sat down close enough so she could run her fingers over his chest again. Her touch felt like small electric rods sending teasing jolts through him. He hissed in discomfort. She frowned and removed her hand. "You used to like my touch." She pouted.

"Your touch didn't shock me then." He snarled back losing a bit of patience but recoiled his anger for a bit. He didn't want to push her too far. Even though he hated to admit it, she did have the upper hand at the moment.

"I see." She reached into her pocket and with drew a crude necklace. From the looks of it the thing was made of round beads and claws. She bounced it in her hand as if weighing it then looked at him with mischief in her eyes. He snarled. "This will fix that." She said and before he could react she lunged forward and slipped it over his neck. As soon as it settled on his skin it began to burn from the magic it was made with. He growled and snarled but with his wrists being restrained there was little he could do. She sat back with her arms across her chest watching with a smug look. He thrashed and squirmed frantically trying to move the cursed thing from his flesh. She held back a smirk of triumph. "Does it burn?" She snickered.

"What the hell do you think Bitch!" He snapped. She frowned and the pain became worse. "You fucking whore get this off me!" He screamed in agony. His breathing was coming in short pants and his body was covered with sweat. Her face was like stone as she watched him suffer refusing to react to his screams of pain. After about 10 minutes that felt more like hours her eyes softened. She rested her hand on his cheek. He instinctively leaned into the coolness of her palm that calmed the searing heat of his skin there.

"All you have to do is be nice." She said softly. He looked at her with pleading eyes and nodded. She hesitated for a minute trying to read his eyes for deceit. After she was confident there wasn't any she crawled up on the bed and straddled his waist. Slowly she leaned forward and separate the necklace from his burning skin by sliding her hands between it and him. A sigh of relief left his lips. She gently rubbed the reddened skin where the necklace hand rested to sooth him further. His breathing became calmer. He watched her carefully through hooded tired eyes.

"What do you want of me Kikyo?" He asked. His usual smooth baritone voice was hoarse from the screaming he had done.

"I believe I told you." She said softly. She leaned down and kissed his chest between his collar bones. "That is all I want." She said between kisses and licks. His body began to react but he forced it away and the pain hinted that it would come back. Instinctively he allowed himself to feel the pleasure she was offering finding that the more he accepted the less pain he was in. His mind was spinning with the thoughts of hatred but his body was not going to hear of it. 'Just this once.' He told himself. 'Think of something else.' His mind suggested. A vision of another face came into his mind's eye making it easier to react and succumbed to her touch.

Her fingers slide from his shoulders up his muscular arms then down back of them to his sides. The feeling reminded him of soft silk thread. It tickled but yet sent shocks of pleasure through all his senses. He groaned when her supple lips latched onto his nipple again like before. In his mind he envisioned another preforming this service to him. He allowed his body to move under her more in response to the grinding of her hips against his. Agonizingly slow she slid down his body kissing and nipping as she went. Her cool fingers slid down his heated skin leaving small welts where her nails dug in slightly. With care she untied the cloth warp around his waist and pulled it way to reveal him to her hungry eyes. She looked up into his face but his eyes were closed tightly and he was biting his lip drawing blood with his fangs.

Her fingers ran up and down the sides of his waist and bottom as she nuzzled his stomach. Her hand glided shyly across his skin until she grasped him. He groaned in pleasure. His hips bucked up. He gripped the chains tightly, holding in a howl of pleasure. He didn't know how long he could last if she kept this up. It was maddening.

"Kah....GAAAA..." He howled. His hips thrust up keeping pace with her stroking hands. He was close to losing his control when she suddenly stopped and slipped away from him. He panted heavily and opened his eyes to stare at her. His pulse jumped at the sight of her standing there next the bed. She ran the back of her hand across her face. She held his eyes as she untied her top revealing herself to him. The fabric slid down her silky shoulders like water running of a duck's back to the floor. He moaned when she slid her pants off and kicked them to the side before crawling back on top of him.

He could smell her arousal. It was as strong as his but had a spiciness to it. He was in agony watching her when his body wanted to be her pleasure. After a few minutes of torture him visually she slid into place.

"Release my hands Kikyo." He moaned out. She leaned forward and touched the sutra on one cuff. His hand shot forward and grasped her hip guiding her body over his. "The other one." He ordered but she shook her head. He growled in frustration. Using his youkai strength he flipped them in the direction of the hand that was still chained so that she was on bottom. Her head rested on the chained arm. Now he had leverage. She moaned in pleasure. Her nails ran up and down his back leaving angry red welts in their wake.

He grunted and groaned. His mind tried to think of when the last time had been but his body refused to stop. His thoughts were numb and it was beyond thinking accurately at this moment. Kikyo squirmed grunting in pleasure and pain.

"AAAAA...NAAA...RRAA...KU..." She screamed as the orgasm filled her body. It wasn't long before he joined her groaning his own pleasure. But it was not her name that was on the tip of his tongue. In his mind he screamed 'Kagome!'

AN: Oh my god I am so twisted. I don't even know where the hell that came from. What a demented idea. blush I can't believe I just wrote that. hides in a corner For those of you who are old enough to read more you can also read this on or they have full lemons on them but remember if you are not old enough don't go there.