Pet Spider

Summary: Inuyasha has the ultimate leash to control his tantrums, so why not collar Naraku, who has an even greater temper? What will the consequences be in subjugating such a volatile being? Kagome will find out soon enough. (Humor/romance/angst in that order. Lemon and Character death near end of story.)

Beginning is comedy ending gets more angsty, a mismatch of ideas thrown together just for the fun of it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. There is a LEMON in this chapter and character death near the end of the story.

Chapter 7

Sitting alone, away from the others some nights later, enjoying the privacy the forest allotted, Naraku let his curiosity ask something he'd been wondering about for a while now. "You keep using the excuse for the rosary's barrier that it was the only spell strong enough, yet we both know you could have removed just that part if you wished and eliminated me," his stare was scrutinizing her reactions. "Why did you lie about this?"

"Because if they knew, they would have insisted I do just that, render you helpless and torture you to death, and that just doesn't sit right with me. Its too cruel," Kagome shook her head at the thought. Especially right now, sitting in Naraku's lap with his arms around her, his death was the furthest thing from her mind. "Killing him softly" on the other hand, was at the forefront of her mind; it became a euphemism between them for anything romantically related after their dance and first kiss.

"There are no rules in a fight to the death," Naraku informed, unfazed by the implications of his words. His hands and words were on two different subjects as well, sliding across her uncovered skin and causing a cascade of desirable chills.

"Perhaps not," Kagome reluctantly agreed, "but there are rules that I go by, even if it puts me at a disadvantage." She squirmed against the ticklish touches, inadvertently rubbing her backside against his hardening length.

"And what might those rules be?" his tone taking on a more heady state, merging the two lines of thought into one.

"Well," Kagome began, trying to focus through his skilled ministrations. "I play fair, only 'fighting back' when I am attacked first." She let her hand slide up his thigh, teasing him just as he was teasing her. He let a low growl rumble from his chest against her back. "And I try not to cause too much… 'pain' if I do have to 'kill.'" She turned in his lap, kissing him hungrily. They hadn't gotten much time to be together, what with Inuyasha watching Naraku so intensely after Sesshomaru's warning. She was pretty sure Naraku had a barrier up ensuring they would not be interrupted this time, which was fine with her. She wanted to see just where things would go.

She had also taken to turning off the charms on his rosary when they were alone, a way of proving to him that he had her trust. It was refreshing, having a portion of that weight lifted, and it only proved to progress his conspiracy all the more quickly. He hoped his hard work would culminate tonight. "Sometimes, a little pain is necessary," he teased back, laying her down on her back, hovering just over her, denying her the contact she burned for.

(A/N: Lemon alert!)

She bit her lip and moaned at his words, catching the insinuation; he could be so dark and sinful when he wanted, it excited her. She couldn't think up any more clever things to say; she lost the game, but didn't care, "Be gentle with me?"

Her plea for him garnered a triumphant smirk, he could not hide his excitement, "Tell me what you desire." He let his eyes roam her body, watching her squirming movements as she tried to entice him without words.

"I, I want to," she arched her hips up, letting their bodies press together intimately, "be with you." He chuckled at her innocent way of wording something so taboo. There was a reason why priestesses and demons rarely coupled, even if they did fall victim to that dreadful emotion of love. Apparently, Kagome did not know of such things that were taken for common knowledge of this time. Taboo was never reason enough to stay his hand, though; he would take benefit from her lack of information.

He let a growl loose near her ear as she pressed her sex into his, "I would be honored to be your first, but before we begin, I request that after this night that you do not reactivate the gems. I wish those limitations gone so that I can protect you." She looked up at him wide-eyed, finally realizing how hard it must have been for him being forced to just watch and not able to lift a finger to help her. She reached up to the gems on his rosary, and removed each of them completely, tucking the three stones into her pocket and giving him a sweet smile.

He needed them gone, not for the reason he gave, but for another, much more tactical purpose that would show shortly. He wasted no time in capturing her lips in a searing kiss, drowning her senses in pure lust. The anticipation was getting to him already, the finish line already in sight as he patiently worked her clothes off. Gently, so as not to sabotage his own purpose, his hands slid up the inside of her shirt, sliding it off over her head and casting it aside, only breaking the kiss for the moment it was needed. She twisted her arms around her back to undo her bra before he could rip it off, slipping it off and landing next to her shirt.

Snatching up her arms in one hand, he pinned them above her head with a low warning growl when she went to cover herself. His hot palms covered her tender chest, kneading the soft flesh expertly as he ground himself against her equally untouched core. Her soft moans urged him on, making his teetering patience even more precarious. Letting go of her wrists, her soft hands found their way into his haori, lightly tugging on the ties until they unwound, and slipping the fabric off his shoulders. His chest was as unmoving as steel, solid and alive as the muscles rippled beneath her fingertips. Sliding her skirt up to bunch around her waist, he let his fingers toy with her lower area through the very thin and tempting fabric that barely covered her. One quick jerk was enough to shred the garment, allowing the cool nights breeze to dance along such a protected space.

She flinched as she felt his fingers slip along her moistened lips and his thumb press into her sensitive pearl. She was already so ready, so willing. He let a single digit enter her silky passage, sliding easily with the abundance of nectar she produced. Adding a second had her arching harder into his hand, "Ah, yes, Naraku. More please."

He withdrew his hand, earning a whimper from the girl beneath him until she looked up to see him freeing himself from his hakamas, with an intense look in his eyes. They glowed bright, reddened from a bloodlust she mistook for passion. Springing from the confines, his member stood erect and perfect, massively endowed, making Kagome's eyes bug out nervously at the sight.

"This will hurt," he informed her unnecessarily, as if this was not obvious, but she nodded anyways, knowing it couldn't be avoided.

"Make it quick," she reasoned it would hurt less if he ripped her virginity away like ripping off a bandaid, but what he heard was a solid permission to revel in her pain and his victory. Settling over her once again, he found her entrance deftly, no hands involved, and prepared to lacerate her insides.

Kagome felt the thick pressure at her entrance and steeled herself for the incoming pain as he rocked his hips into her and sheathed his entire length into her canal. Her eyes screwed shut caused her to miss the malevolent glance Naraku gave her, enjoying both the pain he caused her and the beginning of the end of his scheme.

The second he penetrated her, obliterating her virginal barrier, he felt the process begin. The constant tingling energy emitted from the necklace diminished, lessening its oppressive hold. Moving before she ceased her pained reaction, Naraku could no longer maintain his persistence; he was far too excited for what was to come, he had waited long enough. It didn't take long for Kagome to join him in such pleasure, writhing against him and meeting his thrusts with her own. 'So close,' he told himself, willing his release to wait, 'almost there.' She was very enjoyable, he couldn't deny that as he battered his way inside her, feeling the knot in his gut tightening and threating to spring loose any time now. 'Just a little more.' He desperately reached for their ends, fueled by anticipation of success for his long, drawn out victory.

"Na-naraku!" Kagome screamed out as he snapped the spring coiled in her abdomen. Her release, clenching his length easily drew him down right along with her with a feral growl. Their bodies convulsed together and their orgasms wracked their bodies. He could feel as his essence filled her depths with the thick, sticky substance. The toxins of his demonic aura within her permeated her body, seeping into every last inch of her flesh. The influence spread, extinguishing her light and corrupting her powers, rendering them useless. The weight around his neck became nothing more than that of a simple necklace, no longer holding the holy powers she imbued into it and held him captive with. He was free. He was unable to stifle the triumphant laugh that escaped his throat in waves, a full bellowing laugh, ecstatic and exultant. She looked up at him oddly, unsure of what his deal was, not yet realizing the fact that she no longer had any control over him. He had fantasized about this for months now, playing out several different scenarios in his mind as to which path to take now. He could kill her immediately, or take advantage of her longer and act as if nothing is wrong, waiting until they least expect it to cut them all down.

[A/N: I don't normally use this cliché, (the one where virginity = holy powers,) but for the sake of making this "one-shot" end, rather than last another 5k+ words, I decided to utilize it.

Oh, and end Lemon.]