Take Your Love and Take Your Leave (1/1)
Title: Take Your Love and Take Your Leave
Genre: Anime
Series: Ghost Hunt
Characters: Mai Taniyama, Lin Koujo, etc.
Spoilers: N/A
Rating: M (Mature)
Summary: The team is dealing with a dual possession, but the two people best equipped to help Naru exorcise them are the two people ensnared. They're just doing the best they can to survive until they can be freed.
Disclaimer: Not my characters, I'm just borrowing.
“Touch me.”
She was close enough that he could feel her words as she spoke, her lips brushing against his throat, catching on the small hairs of his five o'clock shadow. “You only say that because of the demon that inhabits you.”
“I say it because she strips away my inhibitions,” she cooed back, standing on her tiptoes and just barely reaching high enough to nip at his chin tauntingly. “Why don't you let him do the same to you?”
“I am onmyoji. I am in control.”
Mai smiled and glanced down to where his fingers has somehow wrapped around her waist. “But you are touching me, Koujo.”
“We can't leave them in there indefinitely. The threat has been neutralized for bystanders, but the spirits are now riding the bodies of Lin and Mai,” Naru announced, tapping a finger against his chin as he thought through the scenario and tried to figure out the best effort for resolution. “Monk, John, I'd like you to work on a more traditional route of exorcism. We've tried to dispense these spirits while in incorporeal form, but this development should make the situation easier to resolve. They're trapped so we can tailor our approach.”
The team murmured to themselves, discomforted by exactly what the spirits could be causing their colleagues to do to each other. Spirits had been known to inspire psychic abilities, violence, manipulation, or any number of out of character behaviors.
A loud thump against the wall of the hotel room reverberated from the locked room, causing everyone to startle. “Work quickly, we don't have a lot of time.”
The two men nodded and left for their own hotel rooms, they would consult John's tomes until they had an answer for the best procedure. Ayako watched them go before turning back to their autocratic leader. “You never specified what kind of spirits these were. Don't you think that would help us find a solution?”
Naru glanced at her through half-lidded cold eyes. “I am not certain.”
His hand slid down her side, gliding through the dew that gathered on her skin as her body undulated beneath him. He gripped her hip and pressed her tighter against him as he ground into her, feeling the wet slap of their bodies as they joined again and again. Her nails left red scratches on his back and he wasn't sure if she was smiling at him or snarling but in the heat of the moment he didn't care. He claimed her mouth as surely as he was claiming her body and for several moments they shared the same breath, he exhaled as she inhaled and it was so intimate that for just a second it pushed back the compulsions of the spirits.
His heart was already pounding, but as he looked into her deep eyes he felt it stutter.
“Do you still think you're in control?” Mai asked, the light that usually glinted there dimming as the demon inside her surged outward once more.
He smiled and it was sharp and shining. “Yes.”
She surged forward, unsettling his braced arms and flipping their positions with more strength than her slim body should have. She sat astride him and wriggled deliberately, shifting her hips until she had him gasping and clenching her hips so hard she'd bear his bruises for days. “And now?”
“Take command, princess, if you think you can handle me.”
She leaned forward, brushing a surprisingly gentle kiss across the tip of his nose. “With pleasure.”
“Tell me what happened with the other victims.” It wasn't a request, Naru didn't make those. It was a command and even their client seemed to know that an answer was required, not just expected.
“They all died. The first was an American woman, touring Japan with a group. She was fine the first night of her stay, then deceased the next morning. No signs of trauma, just...coupling. Seemingly consensual. The police insisted on an autopsy but the coroner said that her heart appeared to have just given out. A week later, it was a man. This time the coroner said that it was suffocation, though it seemed more like an asthma attack.” Their client, the manager of an opulent hotel in the heart of Honshu, swallowed heavily. “The police couldn't prove murder but our cameras showed that each person entered the rooms with another, willingly. Sometimes a stranger, a lover, a wife, a husband. All of them said it was consensual and that when they woke...they were already dead. The police had nothing they could prosecute on.”
“Why did you reach out to us?” Naru asked, though as usual he already knew the answer.
“Once or twice is a coincidence, but it's happened seventeen times. It's happening more often too. I cannot allow this to continue and...the more superstitious of my employees have been saying that it's a...”
“I don't usually encourage supposition, Mr. Horimoto.”
“They're saying it's the Yuki-Onna.”
Naru smiled slightly to himself, though the possibility had already been on his mind. “That would explain the male victims, but not the female.”
Lin's consciousness is drifting, his mind struggling to contain the fire that burned in his blood. He'd never failed to exile a spirit from himself, the fact that this one was eluding his considerable psychic prowess was a blow to his ego. He knew that if he couldn't push the demon out, he'd need to subdue him another way. There was no benefit to have an incubi familiar, but he would tie it to him to stop this circular pattern that the demons were in. They were using Mai and Lin's bodies to feed. She fed from him and he from her, and unlike the unfortunate souls that came before, Lin knew that neither he nor Mai would die. They would continue like this indefinitely, unable to break from their need, the sexual energy cycling between them preventing the orgasmic deaths that usually resulted.
They'd succumbed to exhaustion a few hours ago, but he could feel her restlessness return. Her legs rubbed against his, her smooth skin rasping against the lightly haired calves and sending a shiver across the surface of his skin. His fingers clenched in the sheets as he blinked up at the ceiling, awake and for the first time in hours, under his own control. The control was weak, even the sensation of her fingers accidentally brushing his side was enough to shake it's foundations.
“Are you thirsty?”
She offered him her bottle of water, licking her bottom lip of errant drops and gesturing for him to take it. He wanted to taste the warmth of her mouth, it was the only real thirst he had, but he took the water because he knew his body needed it. She curled against him as he drank, her head settling naturally in the curve of his shoulder. He could tell that the spirit in her was satiated, the lust a dull pulse in the back of their heads instead of a heated ache just under their skin.
“We can't continue like this,” he asserted, setting the bottle aside and shifting until they laid side by side, his cheek resting on her temple as they relaxed into each other.
“No, we can't,” Mai agreed, tilting her head back until her breath huffed around his ear lobe. “Put me to sleep. Gene will help us.”
“In sleep, the demon will have full control of your body but you will not be conscious of it,” Lin warned, his brow furrowing with disapproval.
“I trust you.”
“Mai-”
She kissed him, of her own volition and took his breath away. “I trust you.”
“The class of spirit is broad, but now that we know what they are the exorcism will be that much easier,” Naru announced, gathering the team together just outside the room where Mai and Lin were secluded.
“What are they?” Ayako asked, tearing her gaze from the trees the lined the outside of the hotel. They were too far for her to get any sort of connection, but sometimes it calmed her nerves just to see them.
“They are incubi and succubi, and it is extremely rare for them to be in the same place. Normally they're like magnets, they exist on too close of a level, they repel each other. Somehow the opposite has happened here. They're not repelling, they've spent the last eight months spiraling closer and closer.”
“They were searching for each other,” Masako added, her gaze distant as she looked at things that no one else could see. “Burning their way through lovers until they could meet again.”
“Well that's romantic,” Ayako remarked dryly.
“No, not at all,” Masako countered, “they want to destroy each other.”
She was vicious without Mai's spirit there to restrain her. Her nails digging just a bit too deep, her teeth biting too sharply, and even her inhalations seemed determined to pull him apart piece by piece. With every new drop of blood that beaded on his skin, he grew weaker physically but both his spirit and the stranger roared in defiance.
Everyone jumped as Lin's yell echoed through the walls. No one had ever heard him raise his voice before, let alone scream like that.
She laughed at the grimace on his face, pain finally overriding even the little bit of pleasure he derived from just being near her. Their passionate embrace twisted into the volatile tussle it'd been masquerading as and with a last burst self-preservation the incubus writhing under his skin unlatched and flowed out on his exhale, a soft ephemeral glow to the air that dissipated in seconds.
Lin's abilities surged with freedom, his entire being focused on Mai. She arched above him, bowed back by pleasure, her laugh shrill enough to raise goosebumps on his skin. “Now, Mai,” he commanded, his voice deep with power, his fingers leaving bruises on her arms. “Now.”
Her eyes shot open, first unfocused and dim, her body convulsing at the excess energy ricocheting through her system. Lin could feel her rising, though, that golden immense energy that was so purely Mai that nothing could stand in its way. It flooded her physical body and the succubus did its best to keep hold, but it was an invader and could only sink its tendrils so deep.
Mai burned through the succubus like a brush fire, leaving only a haze of steam in her wake.
“...but we don't need to save them,” Masako finished, shaking her head as a mounting pressure spiked in her head before falling back into a dull throb. “They've saved themselves.”
“So I did all this research for nothing?” Ayako griped, yelping softly when Monk elbowed her sharply in the side.
“You'll be prepared for the next possession, at least,” he pointed out.
John remarked, “Statistically, possessions are actually quite rare. The church authorizes around two or three a century, if even that. Of course, pre-modern times records are spotty, but indicators are that exorcisms are rare.”
“Well, aren't you just a fountain of knowledge?” Her dry wit earned Ayako another elbow to the ribs, and she was still glaring at Monk and rubbing the spot when the bedroom door opened.
Lin leaned out just far enough to glare at them. “Perhaps a little privacy might be in order?”
The team was a mix of blushing, incredulity, and from the Monk a lascivious look. John and Masako left immediately, both of them a shade of red that was not particularly flattering. Ayako and Monk grinned and followed, leaving Naru to stare stoically at his assistant.
“A neotantra solution?”
Lin replied placidly, “It seemed appropriate.” There was a murmuring in the room behind him. “Mai requests tea. And clothing.”
“Will you be returning to the honeymoon suite, or staying here?” Naru inquired, steepling his fingers as he studied his friend's face. Lin could tell that he wanted to ask questions, but knew that politeness would only let him intrude into the couple's intimacy so far.
“We'll stay here for the night, but I believe that tomorrow we'll take the rest of our honeymoon elsewhere. Perhaps a working vacation was not the best idea.”
“I will alert the hotel,” Naru confirmed, standing and moving to leave the suite. “Congratulations, the better man won.”
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Review, please.
Genre: Anime
Series: Ghost Hunt
Characters: Mai Taniyama, Lin Koujo, etc.
Spoilers: N/A
Rating: M (Mature)
Summary: The team is dealing with a dual possession, but the two people best equipped to help Naru exorcise them are the two people ensnared. They're just doing the best they can to survive until they can be freed.
Disclaimer: Not my characters, I'm just borrowing.
“Touch me.”
She was close enough that he could feel her words as she spoke, her lips brushing against his throat, catching on the small hairs of his five o'clock shadow. “You only say that because of the demon that inhabits you.”
“I say it because she strips away my inhibitions,” she cooed back, standing on her tiptoes and just barely reaching high enough to nip at his chin tauntingly. “Why don't you let him do the same to you?”
“I am onmyoji. I am in control.”
Mai smiled and glanced down to where his fingers has somehow wrapped around her waist. “But you are touching me, Koujo.”
“We can't leave them in there indefinitely. The threat has been neutralized for bystanders, but the spirits are now riding the bodies of Lin and Mai,” Naru announced, tapping a finger against his chin as he thought through the scenario and tried to figure out the best effort for resolution. “Monk, John, I'd like you to work on a more traditional route of exorcism. We've tried to dispense these spirits while in incorporeal form, but this development should make the situation easier to resolve. They're trapped so we can tailor our approach.”
The team murmured to themselves, discomforted by exactly what the spirits could be causing their colleagues to do to each other. Spirits had been known to inspire psychic abilities, violence, manipulation, or any number of out of character behaviors.
A loud thump against the wall of the hotel room reverberated from the locked room, causing everyone to startle. “Work quickly, we don't have a lot of time.”
The two men nodded and left for their own hotel rooms, they would consult John's tomes until they had an answer for the best procedure. Ayako watched them go before turning back to their autocratic leader. “You never specified what kind of spirits these were. Don't you think that would help us find a solution?”
Naru glanced at her through half-lidded cold eyes. “I am not certain.”
His hand slid down her side, gliding through the dew that gathered on her skin as her body undulated beneath him. He gripped her hip and pressed her tighter against him as he ground into her, feeling the wet slap of their bodies as they joined again and again. Her nails left red scratches on his back and he wasn't sure if she was smiling at him or snarling but in the heat of the moment he didn't care. He claimed her mouth as surely as he was claiming her body and for several moments they shared the same breath, he exhaled as she inhaled and it was so intimate that for just a second it pushed back the compulsions of the spirits.
His heart was already pounding, but as he looked into her deep eyes he felt it stutter.
“Do you still think you're in control?” Mai asked, the light that usually glinted there dimming as the demon inside her surged outward once more.
He smiled and it was sharp and shining. “Yes.”
She surged forward, unsettling his braced arms and flipping their positions with more strength than her slim body should have. She sat astride him and wriggled deliberately, shifting her hips until she had him gasping and clenching her hips so hard she'd bear his bruises for days. “And now?”
“Take command, princess, if you think you can handle me.”
She leaned forward, brushing a surprisingly gentle kiss across the tip of his nose. “With pleasure.”
“Tell me what happened with the other victims.” It wasn't a request, Naru didn't make those. It was a command and even their client seemed to know that an answer was required, not just expected.
“They all died. The first was an American woman, touring Japan with a group. She was fine the first night of her stay, then deceased the next morning. No signs of trauma, just...coupling. Seemingly consensual. The police insisted on an autopsy but the coroner said that her heart appeared to have just given out. A week later, it was a man. This time the coroner said that it was suffocation, though it seemed more like an asthma attack.” Their client, the manager of an opulent hotel in the heart of Honshu, swallowed heavily. “The police couldn't prove murder but our cameras showed that each person entered the rooms with another, willingly. Sometimes a stranger, a lover, a wife, a husband. All of them said it was consensual and that when they woke...they were already dead. The police had nothing they could prosecute on.”
“Why did you reach out to us?” Naru asked, though as usual he already knew the answer.
“Once or twice is a coincidence, but it's happened seventeen times. It's happening more often too. I cannot allow this to continue and...the more superstitious of my employees have been saying that it's a...”
“I don't usually encourage supposition, Mr. Horimoto.”
“They're saying it's the Yuki-Onna.”
Naru smiled slightly to himself, though the possibility had already been on his mind. “That would explain the male victims, but not the female.”
Lin's consciousness is drifting, his mind struggling to contain the fire that burned in his blood. He'd never failed to exile a spirit from himself, the fact that this one was eluding his considerable psychic prowess was a blow to his ego. He knew that if he couldn't push the demon out, he'd need to subdue him another way. There was no benefit to have an incubi familiar, but he would tie it to him to stop this circular pattern that the demons were in. They were using Mai and Lin's bodies to feed. She fed from him and he from her, and unlike the unfortunate souls that came before, Lin knew that neither he nor Mai would die. They would continue like this indefinitely, unable to break from their need, the sexual energy cycling between them preventing the orgasmic deaths that usually resulted.
They'd succumbed to exhaustion a few hours ago, but he could feel her restlessness return. Her legs rubbed against his, her smooth skin rasping against the lightly haired calves and sending a shiver across the surface of his skin. His fingers clenched in the sheets as he blinked up at the ceiling, awake and for the first time in hours, under his own control. The control was weak, even the sensation of her fingers accidentally brushing his side was enough to shake it's foundations.
“Are you thirsty?”
She offered him her bottle of water, licking her bottom lip of errant drops and gesturing for him to take it. He wanted to taste the warmth of her mouth, it was the only real thirst he had, but he took the water because he knew his body needed it. She curled against him as he drank, her head settling naturally in the curve of his shoulder. He could tell that the spirit in her was satiated, the lust a dull pulse in the back of their heads instead of a heated ache just under their skin.
“We can't continue like this,” he asserted, setting the bottle aside and shifting until they laid side by side, his cheek resting on her temple as they relaxed into each other.
“No, we can't,” Mai agreed, tilting her head back until her breath huffed around his ear lobe. “Put me to sleep. Gene will help us.”
“In sleep, the demon will have full control of your body but you will not be conscious of it,” Lin warned, his brow furrowing with disapproval.
“I trust you.”
“Mai-”
She kissed him, of her own volition and took his breath away. “I trust you.”
“The class of spirit is broad, but now that we know what they are the exorcism will be that much easier,” Naru announced, gathering the team together just outside the room where Mai and Lin were secluded.
“What are they?” Ayako asked, tearing her gaze from the trees the lined the outside of the hotel. They were too far for her to get any sort of connection, but sometimes it calmed her nerves just to see them.
“They are incubi and succubi, and it is extremely rare for them to be in the same place. Normally they're like magnets, they exist on too close of a level, they repel each other. Somehow the opposite has happened here. They're not repelling, they've spent the last eight months spiraling closer and closer.”
“They were searching for each other,” Masako added, her gaze distant as she looked at things that no one else could see. “Burning their way through lovers until they could meet again.”
“Well that's romantic,” Ayako remarked dryly.
“No, not at all,” Masako countered, “they want to destroy each other.”
She was vicious without Mai's spirit there to restrain her. Her nails digging just a bit too deep, her teeth biting too sharply, and even her inhalations seemed determined to pull him apart piece by piece. With every new drop of blood that beaded on his skin, he grew weaker physically but both his spirit and the stranger roared in defiance.
Everyone jumped as Lin's yell echoed through the walls. No one had ever heard him raise his voice before, let alone scream like that.
She laughed at the grimace on his face, pain finally overriding even the little bit of pleasure he derived from just being near her. Their passionate embrace twisted into the volatile tussle it'd been masquerading as and with a last burst self-preservation the incubus writhing under his skin unlatched and flowed out on his exhale, a soft ephemeral glow to the air that dissipated in seconds.
Lin's abilities surged with freedom, his entire being focused on Mai. She arched above him, bowed back by pleasure, her laugh shrill enough to raise goosebumps on his skin. “Now, Mai,” he commanded, his voice deep with power, his fingers leaving bruises on her arms. “Now.”
Her eyes shot open, first unfocused and dim, her body convulsing at the excess energy ricocheting through her system. Lin could feel her rising, though, that golden immense energy that was so purely Mai that nothing could stand in its way. It flooded her physical body and the succubus did its best to keep hold, but it was an invader and could only sink its tendrils so deep.
Mai burned through the succubus like a brush fire, leaving only a haze of steam in her wake.
“...but we don't need to save them,” Masako finished, shaking her head as a mounting pressure spiked in her head before falling back into a dull throb. “They've saved themselves.”
“So I did all this research for nothing?” Ayako griped, yelping softly when Monk elbowed her sharply in the side.
“You'll be prepared for the next possession, at least,” he pointed out.
John remarked, “Statistically, possessions are actually quite rare. The church authorizes around two or three a century, if even that. Of course, pre-modern times records are spotty, but indicators are that exorcisms are rare.”
“Well, aren't you just a fountain of knowledge?” Her dry wit earned Ayako another elbow to the ribs, and she was still glaring at Monk and rubbing the spot when the bedroom door opened.
Lin leaned out just far enough to glare at them. “Perhaps a little privacy might be in order?”
The team was a mix of blushing, incredulity, and from the Monk a lascivious look. John and Masako left immediately, both of them a shade of red that was not particularly flattering. Ayako and Monk grinned and followed, leaving Naru to stare stoically at his assistant.
“A neotantra solution?”
Lin replied placidly, “It seemed appropriate.” There was a murmuring in the room behind him. “Mai requests tea. And clothing.”
“Will you be returning to the honeymoon suite, or staying here?” Naru inquired, steepling his fingers as he studied his friend's face. Lin could tell that he wanted to ask questions, but knew that politeness would only let him intrude into the couple's intimacy so far.
“We'll stay here for the night, but I believe that tomorrow we'll take the rest of our honeymoon elsewhere. Perhaps a working vacation was not the best idea.”
“I will alert the hotel,” Naru confirmed, standing and moving to leave the suite. “Congratulations, the better man won.”
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Review, please.