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Sexy Love

A few weeks passed by without incident and Yusuke and I were quite content. We hung out regularly and things continued on as they had always been. Yusuke seemed normal and back to his old self. I decided to push the past un-pleasantries out of my thoughts and continue on with my life.

Unfortunately, I could not push the assault and rape from my sensei away. It weighed heavily on my mind, mostly due to the fact that I never thought such a powerful half demon, other than Yusuke, was living amongst humans. I never would have thought Fuyuko Sensei was capable of tricking me, the remnant of the demon thief Youko. He fooled me into a false sense of authority, me making believe I had him under control.

Youko was not at all pleased. He demanded that we make him suffer for the anguish he put me through. I readily agreed. Fuyuko sensei deserved to die for what he did to me. But the question was, would I kill him or not? It wasn't a confliction of morals, but it was against the rules of Spirit World to kill a human. Did this rule apply to me? Technically I was a human with a demon host, and sensei was a half-demon. The rule states that a demon within the human world cannot kill a human within their own realm. Well, I was a human with demon powers so technically the law didn't apply to me.

Feeling justified, I sat in my advanced physics class and contemplated how I was going to get Fuyuko alone. I had been planning this for weeks before I had finally returned to school. I had missed at least two weeks, feigning a sickness when in all actuality I was preparing for his downfall. But now I had come to a conclusion. Fuyuko sensei would pay for his deeds.

The end of the day tone sounded over the speakers and students began packing up eagerly. They filed out of the classroom jovially as Fuyuko Sensei saw them off. I didn't move. I stayed in my seat and waited patiently as my classmates dispersed. Mr. Fuyuko had a fake smile plastered across his face as he dismissed his class. I could see his eyes were scanning the students, looking for someone. Me, to be precise.

When he didn't see me in the crowd of students, he glanced at my desk and grinned when he saw me sitting there. I smirked back purposefully at him in a playful motion. He licked his lips and quickly shoed out the last lingering students. Once they were gone, he shut the door and locked it. The sounds of students' laughter faded and it soon grew quiet in the halls. Mr. Fuyuko looked at me with curious suspicion. I kept my expression relaxed and approachable.

He strolled over to desk boldly and crossed his arms. His pristine blue eyes bore down on me, as is trying to decipher what was going on in my head. I looked up at him and grinned. I had long before decided that if I were to trick him, then it would have to be through sexual deception. I was about 87% sure it would work, unless I fucked it up. It would catch him off guard and hopefully make him more susceptible.

I looked up at him through my long red lashes, a coy expression on my youthful face. "Yes?" I said, feigning ignorance.

"Why are you still here?" he asked with a raised dark brow.

"I need your help." I said innocently.

"With what?"

I rose from my seat and stood right in front of him. Our eyes met and I could see the skepticism in his. He didn't trust me and he had every reason not to, but I had to somehow deceive him into thinking I wasn't going to hurt him. I moved a bit closer to him so he could smell the sweet scent of roses I was giving off. He bit his lip nervously as I got closer.

"I need you to help me with a few equations, Sensei." I said breathily.

He gulped and nodded his head. I smiled. He was obviously trying to figure out what my intentions were, but he was also getting aroused. I would play with the innocent act until I got results. This time, I would play it cautious. He would not catch me off guard this time.

I sat back in my desk and turned to the assignment. "I'm having trouble with these problems."

He looked at me momentarily before turning his attention to the book. He began to discuss the problems with me, but I pretended I didn't comprehend. I gave him a confused doe eyed look and he licked his lips once again at the sight.

"I'm just not getting it." I said, pouting my lips slightly.

Fuyuko sensei's cheeks flushed a slight pink as he gently laid a hand on my shoulder. "You'll get it, I promise."

"It's just so…hard." I said, putting emphasis on the last word.

I resisted the urge to smile when his fingers inadvertently tightened on my shoulder. He looked down at me and bit his lip. Oh yes, he definitely was aroused now. I could feel the heat radiating off him. Suddenly, he backed away from me took his stance a few feet away from me.

"Shuichi, why are you really here?"

I rose from my seat and stared at him shyly. I willed my cheeks to turn pink and I ran my fingers through a lock of red hair nervously. He stared at me in confusion.

"I…I have," I said, sounding timid and uneasy. I sure hoped this would work.

"What?" he questioned.

I looked up at him with wide eyes of innocence and my lips quivered. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes in distress. His brows furrowed in confusion, but I could see he was getting heavily aroused by my innocent act. Sick fuck.

"I have something to tell you." I said fidgeting with my hair. "I was a virgin…when you raped me and…"

His eyes went wide at my clever lie and the bulge in his pants became noticeably bigger. His fingers twitched by his sides.

"And I…I liked it. I liked it when you touched me. I only protested because I was scared." Tears fell from my eyes and I down casted them.

Go for the bait. I thought deviously.

He didn't move towards me, but I could hear his breathing speed up. He was indeed debating between reason and lust.

"You…were? I took your virginity?" he said, breathing heavily now.

I made more tears fall and nodded my head. "I'm just scared now, because I liked it so much. I didn't know I was gay until…" My lips were shaking and I appeared to be on the brink of a nervous breakdown. I fell to my knees and wrapped my arms around my shoulders, tears slowly streaming down my flushed cheeks.

"Will you help me, Sensei?" I asked naively, looking at him with anxiety mixed with desire in my eyes.

He couldn't resist. Throwing logic to the wind, he knelt down in front of me and caressed my cheek softly, wiping my tears.

"How can I help you, my dear?" he said, though I could tell he was still cautious of me. I would have to go a little bit farther into this if I wanted to get him completely off guard.

"Can we…" I made myself blush intensely. "Can we do it again…have sex I mean." I looked up at him bashfully.

"Of course we can, lovely. But not here. Let's go to my place."

I nodded and smiled a bit. He stood up and reached a hand down to me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up and into his arms. I resisted the urge to pull away. He placed his hand behind my head and tilted it up. He kissed my lips roughly, smashing our lips together as he plunged his tongue into my mouth. No tenderness whatsoever. I pretended to be scared and didn't react when his kissed me. He broke the kiss and ran his fingers through my hair.

"Let's go, for I can't wait another second to have you." I nodded and followed him out to his car. I entered on the passenger side and smiled softly at him once he got in. He wasted no time, and promptly drove off.

Things were going according to plan and I couldn't be more pleased. He was falling right into my trap. I sat back and glanced out the window. Through the reflection, I could see Mr. Fuyuko looking at me, lust prominent in his stare.

"Shuichi." He called.

I turned to look at him. "Yes, Sensei?"

He smiled down at me and licked his lips. I didn't know what he was thinking, but I did not like the look in his eyes. He removed one hand from the steering wheel and placed it onto his covered bulge. He rubbed it a bit and moaned lightly. I looked up at him with confused eyes and bit my lip nervously.

"Touch me here." He said, caressing his bulging area.

Oh shit. This was unexpected. I gulped nervously and blushed brightly. How was I to get out of this one? I looked down at him palming himself through his pants. I did not want to touch anywhere near there, but damn. What could I do?

"I…I dunno. You are driving." I said, trying to make excuses.

"Never mind that, touch me." he said breathily.

"I'm scared." I said, making my voice quiver a bit. Although I was really starting to get nervous.

"This will get you used to it… used to me. Now touch it, unless you really don't …"

"No!" I yelled. I couldn't risk him throwing me out. I didn't know if I was going to get another chance like this. With great reluctance, I gave into his request. It wasn't hard to make myself blush as I reached my hand over to his covered erection. My face was red with anger, though I kept my expression innocently shy as my fingers sought out the area between his legs.

He moaned out loud once my fingers touched his rock hard bulge. I hated myself for doing this, but I had no other choice. I kept my hand still and looked up at him with reluctance.

"Rub your hand over it." he commanded.

As soon as I began to move my palm over his bulge, he groaned and his fingers tightened on the steering wheel. I moved my hand back and forth over it. He grew larger and harder as I caressed him clumsily, as if I didn't know what I was doing. He moaned and slightly thrust up into my hand.

"Am I doing this right?" I asked naively.

"Ahh, yesss. Keep doing it." he moaned out.

I resisted the urge to scowl as I felt him. He thrust up into my hand and I acted nervous.

"Grip it tighter." He commanded again. I turned my head away to hide my look of frustration that I could not hide. I so could not wait to kill this fucker. My fingers tightened around his hard swelling and he hissed through his teeth. I squeezed him and his moans filled the car.

Shut the fuck up…is what I wanted to say, but instead I stuck with… "Is this good?"

"Oh yesss, you're doing great, but now I want you reach inside."

Fuck!

I drew back and appeared to be afraid of his request. "But, I can't…"

"Do it, now!" he yelled at me. He was getting upset.

I quickly unzipped his pants and his hard cock was presented to me immediately, considering he wasn't wearing any underwear. I hesitated.

"Pull it out. Touch it."

Unwilling to make him become suspicious of me, I grabbed his sex and pulled it out carefully. It was red and glistening at the tip. I wrapped my fingers around it and began stroke him lightly.

"That's a good boy. You like how it feels?" he asked.

"I do." I said shyly. He was hard as fuck, and cum was pooling at the tip and down the sides now.

"Then see if you like how it tastes." He said slyly. I immediately stiffened. Now I was conflicted. If I said no, I ran the risk of getting kicked out, but I really didn't want to.

"I…I don't want to. I don't know how." I said apprehensively.

"It's okay; just take a little bit of it in. Go on now."

"No, I don't want to." I said warily. But he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"Shuichi, if you don't, then I have no reason to believe you'll let me fuck you when we get to my place if you can't do this little task."

I looked down at his hard, heavy cock and gulped. This wouldn't be one of my finer moments in life, but I guess it was a necessary evil. I unbuckled my seatbelt and positioned myself across the center armrest. I was careful not to hit the steering wheel, otherwise I might accidently cause him to wreck.

My head hovered over his standing erection and I looked at it tentatively. Kami, did I not want to do this. But the risk was too high to say no. Again, I pretended not to know what I was doing. I licked the head once and looked up at Mr. Fuyuko.

"Like that?" I said, appearing naïve. He moaned at the small action and nodded his head.

I continued to lick the bulbous head of his uncircumcised penis with experimental laps. His cum tasted extremely bland and was very unpleasant, but I endured. I took the head into my mouth and started sucking. He moaned breathily and I felt the car jerk a bit. I sucked it softly, and moved my tongue around just a little. Apparently the light touches were enough because he was practically oozing cum in my mouth. I shuddered at the taste.

I released his cock from my lips and looked up at him with bashful inexperience. "Am I doing it right?"

"Oh god Shuichi, you make me so hard." He groaned as he looked down at me. The car swerved and he quickly corrected it.

"Maybe you should stop before I wreck my car." He said through heavy breaths.

"Okay." I said, trying to hide my glee. I sat back in my seat and sighed. Mr. Fuyuko hadn't even bothered to put his cock back in his pants. I turned towards the window and stared out of it for the entire ride.

We soon pulled up into a nice sized house in a quaint neighborhood. I stepped out and resisted the urge to grin menacingly. He came around the other side and grabbed by arm. I noticed he had zipped up and I was glad for that. He opened the door and dropped his stuff down.

"Go to the bedroom. Upstairs to the left. First door. I'll be there shortly." He said.

I did as was told and found the room with ease. The room was different from the one he had me in last time. It was a nice normal bedroom, with very little furniture. I sat on the bed and smiled deviously to myself as an idea popped into my head. I quickly stripped down until I was completely naked. I grabbed a bottle of his lotion that was on the night stand. Bouncing back on the bed, I spread out across it and relaxed back.

My plan was to catch him totally off guard and completely tear down his defenses. I smiled and I squirted some onto my hand. I was almost 99.99% sure this would work. I spread my legs and grabbed my flaccid cock. I began to stroke myself lightly. I needed to get hard fast and get my fluids going. I closed my eyes and let visions of my boyfriend entertain my mind.

Yusuke touching me. Licking me. Plunging his rock hard cock inside me. Fucking me into the mattress unrestrained. Me screaming like his bitch and begging for more. His tongue down my throat as he…

I was hard already with the images I had conjured up in my mind. Cum flowed freely down my sex and over my pale mounds of flesh. I was wondrously wet and hard as I ran my fingers down my cock and between my cheeks. I had to be careful not to get too far into my pleasure, otherwise I might lose track of my goal. With this in mind, I plunged my middle finger into my entrance. A moan escaped from my lips as I began to slowly thrust it in and out.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I purposely increased the volume of my moaning. The door was whipped open and the look on Mr. Fuyuko's face was rather…amusing. It was like a cross between extreme confusion and immediate arousal. I kept my expression naïve and shy, my cheeks blushed pink and my lips were parted with soft moans spilling from them. My legs were spread wide for him to see what I was doing to myself.

I swear he was drooling. He entered the room without taking his eyes off me. I appeared to be embarrassed and down casted my eyes shamefully as he stared down at me. He tried to speak but he couldn't.

"Sensei…I'm…I'm… ahhh!" I moaned loudly as I plunged my finger in deeper. "I'm sorry but…I was just so hot from thinking about you…that I started to…ugh!"

I threw my head back and lifted my hips a bit. "It's so wet down here…I'm sorry if I ruined your bed sheets." I said while grazing my wet exposed entrance.

"It's…ah?" he said incoherently. I resisted the urge to smile at the dumbfounded look on his face. Without taking his eyes off me, he crawled into bed and knelt between my legs. He touched the tip of my weeping erection and grinned hungrily.

"Is…this for me?" he asked, licking his lips. I blushed and nodded my head.

"Yes sensei, all for you."

He grabbed my thighs and spread them further apart. Here's where things got tricky.

"Wait!" I yelled down at him. He looked up at me with hungry eyes. "Can you…kiss me first?" I said blushing profusely.

He smiled. "Of course, lovely."

He crawled over me and kissed my lips roughly. In order to carry out my plan, I had to kiss him back. I plunged my tongue into his mouth. He moaned and gripped my head, holding it steady as he raped my mouth with his long domineering tongue. When he pulled back, and thin line of saliva still connected our lips together.

"Better my pet?" he asked huskily.

I nodded my head. "Can you suck my cock? It felt so good when you did it last time." I asked timidly.

"Yes, I'd love to." he moved back down between my legs and wrapped his fingers around my length. I did moan for real once he engulfed it into his hot mouth. He sucked furiously at it, groaning in content as he did so. He closed his eyes and pleasured me with his very skilled tongue. I didn't have to fake anything because it really did feel great. He twirled his tongue around the tip before taking me deep into his mouth.

"Oh…so good." I moaned out.

He released my cock and smiled perversely at me. "Are you enjoying this? Because there's much… more to…." he paused and shook his head. Something was wrong; I could see it in his eyes. I didn't hold back my grin this time.

"There's more…to…ugh." He grabbed his head and grimaced. He looked down at me and saw my malicious knowing grin.

"What…did you do?" he said through breaths.

I sat up and cocked my head to the side playfully. "What do you mean?"

He jumped out of the bed and backed away from me. I stretched out across his bed and smirked at him. He was holding his head between his hands as he stared angrily at me.

"How…did…ugh." He fell to his knees in pain.

"Oh that?" I said, mocking his pain. "Let me see, when you kissed me at the school I transferred a seed into your mouth, and then I transferred another one just now."

"What?" he said dumbfounded.

"Well you see, those seeds are very hard to make and it take a lot of my energy to make them. So I took two weeks off of school to make them just for you. Do you want to know what they do?"

He nodded his head.

"They bud as soon as they enter your body and attach to your brainstem. It completely disengages your ability to use your powers because your brain won't be able to communicate with your spirit energy source, meaning you are powerless."

His blue eyes went wide at that. He stood up defiantly and tried to create a bomb. When nothing happened, he scowled and tried again. I yawned and pretended to be bored at his show, though I was immensely enjoying myself. Once he realized he couldn't access his power, he gritted his teeth.

"You little bitch!" he hissed out.

I laughed and rose up off the bed. He was scared now; I could sense it. I swayed my hips a bit as I sauntered over to him. As I walked, I pulled a single rose from my hair and transformed it into my rosewhip. He stood shakily where he was, either to afraid to run or to smart not to. Youko was absolutely pleased and his feelings of satisfaction transpired through me.

"Now Sensei, I'm sure you're familiar with the term, crazy as a fox?" I smiled maliciously as I looked upon his pathetic form.

"Well, I'm as crazy as they come." I said, letting yellow bleed into my green eyes.

I saw the fear in his eyes as he moved away from me and headed to the door. Suddenly, he bolted out of the room, but I was ready for him. I pursued him and saw him running down the stairs. With great accuracy, I aimed my rosewhip attack at him. The thorny vines wrapped around his neck several times, though they did not tighten around his neck. He immediately stopped fleeing and stood still. He cautiously turned his head to look back at me holding the end of the whip at the top of the stairs.

"Where are you going, Sensei? Don't you know today is your last day to live?" I said cruelly.

He shook his head. "No! No you can't kill me!"

I laughed again. "Why not?"

"I'll do anything, just let me live!" he pleaded.

I shook my head. "I'm sorry, Sensei, but today is the day you die. There is nothing I can do to change that."

"You can give me another chance! You tricked me, that's not fair!" he said frantically.

"Oh, poor you," I said teasingly. "Life's not fair. So fucking what."

I tightened my grip around the base of my rosewhip. "Any last words motherfucker?" my eyes gleamed gold and green.

He looked up at me with acceptance and nodded his head. "Fuck you." He said sharply.

I shrugged my shoulders uncaringly. "Fuck you too." I said as I yanked the whip with all my might. The thorns pierced his neck and tightened around his throat. He would have bellowed in pain if he had the ability. I pulled it harder and watched as blood began to spurt out like a wonderful blood fountain all around his neck from where the thorns pierced him. He fell down on the staircase and tried to pull the whip off him. His hands were pierced by the thorns, but still he tried.

I slowly began to drag his struggling form up towards me. Once he was close enough, I stared into his bleeding eyes and shook my head. I then grabbed and pushed him against the banister. Tears mingled with blood flowed freely from his pristine blue eyes. I felt a pang of sorrow as I pressed my bare feet against his chest.

"Goodbye, Fuyuko Sensei." I said downheartedly.

With great force, I kicked him over the banister. He fell but didn't hit the ground as I was holding the other end of the whip that was embedded into his neck. I tied the end of the whip around several bars of the banister, virtually hanging him. Whip securely tied, I walked down the blood stained stairs. He was still in the throes of dying and he struggled in the air. I looked up at him and watched as the rope dug deeper into his neck.

Then it came. The sickening crack of his neck. He stopped struggling and now remained motionless. His lifeless blue eyes bore down on me. I sighed in relief as it was now over. Mr. Fuyuko was dead and I had killed him. I did feel a little sorrow for killing him, but I knew it would soon pass. I walked up the stairs and went into one of his bathrooms. I was naked and covered in his blood.

I peered into his shower and saw that it was one of the newer models that had a radio built into it. Seeing as how I was dirty, I decided to take one. The shower was quickly turned on and adjusted to the right temperature. The hot water felt so good on my skin as it washed the blood off. I messed around with the radio until I figured out how to turn it on. The sound quality was great and I quickly turned it to my favorite techno station.

The upbeat music calmed my nerves and relaxed me. It relaxed me so much that I even started to dance. Forget that I had just killed someone, this was my song! Temporarily losing myself, I danced in the shower and sung along if the song had lyrics I knew. I must have been in there for about an hour, it was so enjoyable.

When I did exit the shower, I made sure there was no trace of my hair in the tub. I toweled off, still humming the beat to the last song. My skin felt wonderful and I even used some of his strawberry scented lotion. Once refreshed, I exited the bathroom naked and went down stairs. I walked past his dead body without so much as a glance.

I went into the fridge and poured a glass of milk. I drank it contently before slamming the glass against a wall. I dunno why I did it, but it was fun. I looked at the clock on the wall and swore. It was getting late and I needed to get home. I raced up the stairs and quickly dressed. I heard my cell go off and I rummaged through my bag to get it. Two missed calls, one from my mother and one from my lover. I grabbed my things and did a double check of the place, making sure I left no trace that it was me who had been here.

As I made my way down, I stared at his hanging body. His neck had not only snapped, but ripped open. I could clearly see his broken spinal cord and busted veins. I sighed and grabbed a tissue from a side table in order to open the door without leaving fingerprints. I didn't look back as I exited his house a lot differently than I had the first time. I didn't bother to close the door. I hoped someone would find him like that…what a case that would be.

I smiled to myself and walked away from the house.

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