Where the Devil Waits
By SMYGO4EVA
Where, where am I….
"Hold still…"
That voice, she knew that voice.
Kagome felt her heart skip a beat, that deep, gravelly voice, murmuring so heatedly to her ear.
Whether this be real, or just an illusion, she couldn't tell anymore.
It was all so dark, pitch black, she couldn't see anything. She inhaled the unmistakable scent of blood, so sickly sweet and bitter. She felt his presence, such a heavy demonic aura, and she felt as if she was caught in a vice.
"Don't move, priestess." His voice uttered again, and Kagome felt icy cold.
Naraku….
One of his hands clasped over her eyes, pulling her closer, her back to his chest, with her gasping aloud.
"What, what are you-" Kagome startled, her body rooted, she couldn't move, reach out, or do anything.
An arm wrapped around her waist, under her breasts, and she struggled in his grasp, straining and aching, but she couldn't break free.
His chuckle reverberated through her, and she shivered, her face burning, her body feeling warm, and her legs apart.
He, Naraku, he did this to her.
Her vision blurred, she felt his other hand move down her stomach, her waist, and cupping between her legs, his touch overwhelming, and a finger slid inside her.
"Wha-wait!" Kagome cried aloud, as such heat began to build deep within her, deep, deep inside, such darkness cascading and curling.
Naraku chuckled, pressing and moving himself against her, thoroughly enjoying her in his grasp.
Kagome couldn't do anything, shaking; she couldn't move, and she couldn't escape, not even when his mouth was on her neck, his moans of arousal muffled against her flesh.
"It's no use, priestess, you'll fall soon enough."
She whimpered, clenching, feeling him move against her, his grunts growing louder, curling and aching.
Naraku held her tightly, a serpent with his prey.
Such pressure, it was unforgivable and yet so inviting, she wanted more.
"Just give in."
Kagome seized up in his grip, arching her back, and she gasped aloud when the pleasure rushed over her, white hot and all-encompassing.
He bit into her neck, hard, as his release consumed him.
It was so, so, so overwhelming, she found herself falling, back into the light.
"Good girl…"