Woe to All
By SMYGO4EVA

After what had felt like an eternity, they were alone together, finally.

For far too long, and now they were not going to let this moment pass.

Close to sunset, those who served the Beast King were elsewhere, off his ship, far from earshot.

The priestess let out a soft sigh of relief; with the door shut, they had the room to themselves.

Kirinmaru eyed her as Midoriko took a hold of the hairpin and pulled it out, her long, raven hair falling down her back, scattering across her shoulders.

She placed it on the corner of his desk, delicately, and surely.

She moved toward him, her heart nearly thundering in her chest.

It wasn't the first time she felt his eyes upon her with such desire, wanting, nor would it be the last.

She stopped just short in front of him; before she could utter a word, he pulled her close, closer, with nary a space between them.

His hand on her shoulder, his mouth was upon her lips, and she felt herself slipping.

She found herself hurriedly lifting up her skirts, no undergarments this time, and then hiking her legs up onto his hips. He caught her, holding her up as he undid the front of his trousers, and he was more than ready.

She shivered as he growled against her mouth, her back meeting the wall, and she held into him, tightly, tightly, as he buried himself inside her, thrusting up into her.

Their lips parted, as she threw her head back, her soft gasps ragged. His face buried in the crook of her neck, his panting wet, and his strong arms wrapped around her lithe form.

She was coming undone, by him, with him, and if hell truly was real, they would be surely taken there.