I have found my muse! And boy, have I found him! He reminds me a lot of Hiei, so I guess that's why my interest in WoWY has picked up again. I'm going to put in a chapter between 4 and 5 since there's a gap the size of the Grand Canyon between where 4 leaves off and 5 begins. Well, until then, here's 7, and for those who wanted a bona-fide lemon… this a doozy!

Chapter 7

Hiei laid her on the bed and quickly followed. It seemed like he had waited a lifetime for this one moment. He shed his black tunic and fell on her like a parched man who had discovered an oasis after wandering through a desert. He ran his hand up her shirt, gliding smoothly over her slightly curved stomach and gently outlined ribs before encountering the thin barrier of the material that hid her breasts from his gaze. With a flick of his fingers, the fabric broke apart, spilling those lovely mounds into his waiting hands.

Botan gasped beneath him and arched into his touch. Her breath was labored and her eyes were nearly closed. Hiei gazed at her and marveled at her responsiveness. She was so uninhibited and free with each of her reactions to his touch. He had never had a lover like her before. Merely by being with her, she made everything new to him.

She was innocent, loyal, kind, and noble. All the things he could never, ever be. Didn't even want to be. But just this once he had the urge to know. For this night he would possess these qualities and the onna who personified them.

Leaning up, he lifted her shirt over her head and threw it somewhere beyond the bed. Catching her wrists in one of his hands, he untied his bandana and bound them together with it, high above her. For once in his miserable existence he wanted to be the giver and he couldn't risk her clever hands pushing him faster than he wanted to go. She tried to bring her arms down, only to find that they were caught on a bedpost.

"H-Hiei…what…?" She tried to vocalize, slightly alarmed at the vulnerable pose he had rendered her in.

Feather light, he traced his fingers down her arms and watched her shiver. "This time's for you, onna.," he whispered in her ear, then took the lobe gently between his teeth. His words as well as his actions made her tremble even further. He pressed his lips to hers and a passionate duel of tongues and teeth ensued. Hiei pulled back, leaving her dizzy and trying to suck in enough air to sustain her rapidly beating heart. Only to discharge it on a huff when he took one of her pink tipped nipples in his warm, wet mouth and suckled for all he was worth. She arched into the contact and her delighted moans and whimpers were music to the half-koorime's sensitive ears.

She cried out in dismay when he abandoned his ministration, only to shriek with gratification when he simply switched his attention to the neglected breast. Her unadulterated responses were kindling to the blaze Hiei was trying to keep at bay. He feared, hands or no, he might have to cut this little game of foreplay short.

Botan couldn't give name to all the sensations running haywire through her body. This was even better than her dream had been. The restraints on her wrists were a frustration she could hardly tolerate. She wanted to touch him like he was touching her. She wanted to make him feel as wonderful as he was making her feel, but she couldn't seem to find the words to tell him so.

He abandoned her breasts, to her disappointment, and instead traced a path down her stomach with his mouth, leaving hot kisses in his wake. When he got to herjeans, he jerked the buttonfly apart abruptly, startling her.Then he looked up, right into her magenta irises and began to slide them down.

"No!"

Hiei looked up at her with hungry, questioning, crimson eyes, silently asking why she was stopping him.

"Hiei… I want…" she could scarcely get a thought out of her lust fogged mind, let alone vocalize them.

"What do you want, onna?" He asked impatiently, desire and need making his voice rougher than he intended.

"I want to touch you," she finally blurted, and at once a blush stained her cheeks, but once she started she found herself unable to shut up . "I don't want the first time to be just for me. I want to make you feel like I feel. I want—"

With striking speed, Hiei was at eye level and kissing her soundly. What had he done to deserve such a generous lover? She hadn't a selfish bone in her body and couldn't stand to be given something without giving back in equal measure. His kiss tried to convey everything he was feeling, because he could never say it. They kissed until they were both breathless, the contact almost brutal in its intensity. He pulled away, and his crimson orbs softened on her tender features.

Lifting one of his hands above them he carefully untied the knot he'd made with the bandana. Immediately she tangled her hands in his spiky hair, and pulled him down for one of the softest, sweetest kisses they had yet shared. Her hands still on his head he traveled the same path down her abdomen, this time stopping to tease her navel. Her fingers flexed on his scalp, letting him know that he must be doing something right.

Soon he arrived at his former position at the waistband of her jeans. Even through the layers of clothing he could smell the intoxicating scent of her arousal, and it sent him into a near frenzy. With a sharp tug, the heavydenim disappeared to be heard landing across the room.

Hiei was so startled by what he saw underneath, that he couldn't prevent the chuckle he released from somewhere deep inside his chest. Her underwear were as blue as her hair and covered in what looked like little oars. Only Botan.

The girl in questionflushed the most fascinating shade of red when she saw where his attention rested. "Oh, those. Well I visualize what I want to wear then summon it from the same place I get my oar..."

"I see," Hiei deadpanned with a little half-smirk, which quickly transformed into a devilish full smirk.

Ever so slowly, watching her the entire time, he peeled the panties down her legs to be tossed in the general vicinity her shirt and pants had gone in. Finally, she was naked before him, and he paused and rose up for a moment to take her in, in all her glory. There was only one thing missing now.

"Botan,"

"Huh?" She felt slightly foolish at the way that had come out, but the way he was staring at her, like he was starving and she was a banquet, he was lucky she'd even gotten that much out.

"Take out the ribbon holding your hair," he commanded.

With trembling fingers, the ferry girl obeyed. With only a little resistance, the hair-bow released her bright blue locks to spread over the pillows in a silky wave.

"Beautiful," he murmured quietly. Then he was burying his face in that most sacred of places. Botan choked on a scream and grasped the sheets on either side of her, doing her best to tear the material to shreds.

She tasted so good. Here there was none of the cinnamon and apple fragrance she was so fond of using. Only Botan and nothing more. He couldn't get enough as he licked and sniffed and sucked on that one, very sensitive spot that made her gasp and buck in the most delightful way. He bound her hips with his arms after a particularly sharp arch and continued to pleasure her.

Botan felt a particularly strong pull on that sensitive area and froze. Then another and she seemed to come apart. She shuddered as wave after wave of almost excruciating pleasure crashed through her for what she couldn't decide was an eternity or a matter of seconds. Either way, when the sensations finally ceased, she was left with a powerful feeling of lethargy.

Hiei kissed his way up her body while simultaneously shedding his hakama. Finally, when he was eye level with her, he entwined his fingers with hers. In one smooth motion, he leaned down to kiss her and thrust into her at the same second. Botan jerked, tensing, and bit his bottom lip hard. Now that he was finally right where he wanted to be, he set to work easing her into the contact. However, he hadn't counted on the incredible wet tightness of her, and it was quickly becoming a distraction he couldn't ignore

After that first firey pulling sensation, the pain faded fast, letting other sensations through to Botan's still slightly hazy mind. She was aware of a deep fullness in her lower body and squeezed with her inner muscles. She heard a sharp hiss from above her, and looked up at Hiei. His eyes were closed and there was a rigid stillness about him. Experimentally, she pushed up against him, and was rewarded with a gasp and the popping open of both his red eyes. Also, inside her, the fullness increased and a sensation so intense it made her scalp tingle spread out from where their bodies were joined.

"Hiei?" she queried shakily.

"Wait," he ground out. The feel of her lifting against him had nearly made him lose his iron control. "Hold still..."

But Botan was having none of it. There was something happening inside her, and she wanted to feel that other thing again. So she began wriggling, trying desperately to get him to move.

"Fuck" he groaned. It was the only warning she had before he reared his hips back, withdrawing almost completely, to her disappointment. For the millisecond before he slammed back into her, causing stars to explode in front of her.

He raised their joined hands so they were stretched above them, and ceaselessly, he moved against her,So disorientedwas she that it took her a moment before she could adjust to his tempo,however eventually she got the hang of it and was meeting him thrust for thrust. Each glide had the sensations winding tighter within her, and when she didn't think they could possibly wind any tighter, something snapped, sending her free falling through the most amazing experience she had ever felt.

Hiei felt her go taught and would have smirked in satisfaction if he wasn't already panting with exertion. He increased his momentum and with one final lunge, he froze and emptied into her. Unable to hold himself up any longer, he collapsed, his head resting between the soft pillows of her breasts. He could hear her heartbeat slowing and she made a contented sound before felt her go limp with sleep. With the last of his energy, he pulled the blanket from the bottom of the bed over top of them and fell into a deep dreamless sleep in the same position as before.

Keiko didn't know what had woke her, but she groggily sat up. Deciding she was thirsty, she made her way down the hall. On a sleepy whim coming back from the kitchen she decided to check on Boton. She opened the door and took in the very suggestive scene with remarkable calmness. She closed the door just as serenely and made her way back to her bed. Before going back to sleep she idly wished that she could have more normal dreams and wondered what the next one would be.

Eh, sorry, I think this is the last lemon I'll ever do. Man I suck at writingsex scenes and I feel a bit dirty afterward. Ick. I'd much rather do it than write about it. Until next time...peace out.