Fanfic: Great Minds
Title: Great Minds
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Kikyo/Naraku
Community/Prompt: iyhedonism/Prompt 40 - "Hate to Love You"
Word Count: 562 words
Chapters: oneshot
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Violence, Restraint, Anal penetration
Story Description: They are opposite in every way... except one.
Great Minds
By Sarga
“I hate you.” Her voice was soft, dispassionate.
“You should be dead by my hand!” His emphatic response was punctuated with a sharp thrust of his hips. As expected, he slid right in, her dripping walls no deterrent against his onslaught.
Kikyo's answering moan was lost under the sound of Naraku's balls slapping against her ass as he drove mercilessly into her. Their intimate-looking embrace was the result of an assault neither had been able to succeed in. Even now Naraku's hand squeezed Kikyo's throat. Even now Kikyo's hands rent the very flesh from his back.
“Bitch,” Naraku growled out, his cock swelling at the feel of her false body riding him hard, thrusting back as fiercely as he gave it.
“Vile beast,” Kikyo spat, her narrowed eyes boring daggers into the monster that she allowed to impale her over and over.
Bucking hard, Kikyo used her leverage to roll them both over. Now on top, Kikyo felt Naraku's grasp loosen from her throat in his effort to regain his balance, to regain his control. The undead priestess slammed down hard on his rigid, meaty length, seizing the pleasure she knew he would never choose to bestow.
“Demon's whore!” Naraku muttered between clenched teeth, tendrils forming with the seething rage he felt at her small victory. The newly-created appendages writhed as if in agony, a few clamping down on the priestess's hips to force her dripping cunt tight to his thrusting groin.
“Defiler! Unclean... thing!” Kikyo couldn't catch her breath! She could feel it, that something she had always been denied her in life: pleasure of the flesh.
Naraku could feel it too, Kikyo's inner walls threatened to strangle him. He had to take control, he had to take the upper hand again. He had to...
Back arched in pain both imagined and real, Kikyo came hard, Naraku's pistoning cock only half of the show. Naraku's writhing tendrils of flesh worked her ass from the inside, forcing out every last wave of weeping juice until Kikyo could only wish for death.
With his fingers embedded into Kikyo's arms, Naraku forced her up and down on his shaft, countless tentacles curled around his undead whore in a mockery of a lover's embrace. He drove her down with bruising force, her strangled breasts growing red and starved for oxygen. He loved the sight of his high-and-mighty bitch getting such rough treatment, just like she deserved! With the sound of her gagging as he shoved more of himself down her throat, Naraku could feel himself nearing his peak and forced his gaze away from her abused flesh.
The look of sheer disgust on her face propelled him over the edge.
Spurting thick wads deep inside of the undead priestess, Naraku worked her up and down, milking himself with her still-fluttering walls where she refused to do the favour... Uncooperative bitch!
At last Naraku let Kikyo's body slump forward, his deflating tentacles slithering from her clammy flesh. She slid off and rolled onto her back next to him, dragging an arm over her eyes to block out the dim light of his 'home'.
“I should tear your throat out.”
Unmoving, Naraku panted, spent.
“I should purify you where you lie.”
Equally still, Kikyo gasped, sated.
Both minds thought alike, both recognizing the fact of the matter...
Truer words had never been spoken.
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing/Character: Kikyo/Naraku
Community/Prompt: iyhedonism/Prompt 40 - "Hate to Love You"
Word Count: 562 words
Chapters: oneshot
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut
disclaimer: The characters and world of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Violence, Restraint, Anal penetration
Story Description: They are opposite in every way... except one.
Great Minds
By Sarga
“I hate you.” Her voice was soft, dispassionate.
“You should be dead by my hand!” His emphatic response was punctuated with a sharp thrust of his hips. As expected, he slid right in, her dripping walls no deterrent against his onslaught.
Kikyo's answering moan was lost under the sound of Naraku's balls slapping against her ass as he drove mercilessly into her. Their intimate-looking embrace was the result of an assault neither had been able to succeed in. Even now Naraku's hand squeezed Kikyo's throat. Even now Kikyo's hands rent the very flesh from his back.
“Bitch,” Naraku growled out, his cock swelling at the feel of her false body riding him hard, thrusting back as fiercely as he gave it.
“Vile beast,” Kikyo spat, her narrowed eyes boring daggers into the monster that she allowed to impale her over and over.
Bucking hard, Kikyo used her leverage to roll them both over. Now on top, Kikyo felt Naraku's grasp loosen from her throat in his effort to regain his balance, to regain his control. The undead priestess slammed down hard on his rigid, meaty length, seizing the pleasure she knew he would never choose to bestow.
“Demon's whore!” Naraku muttered between clenched teeth, tendrils forming with the seething rage he felt at her small victory. The newly-created appendages writhed as if in agony, a few clamping down on the priestess's hips to force her dripping cunt tight to his thrusting groin.
“Defiler! Unclean... thing!” Kikyo couldn't catch her breath! She could feel it, that something she had always been denied her in life: pleasure of the flesh.
Naraku could feel it too, Kikyo's inner walls threatened to strangle him. He had to take control, he had to take the upper hand again. He had to...
Back arched in pain both imagined and real, Kikyo came hard, Naraku's pistoning cock only half of the show. Naraku's writhing tendrils of flesh worked her ass from the inside, forcing out every last wave of weeping juice until Kikyo could only wish for death.
With his fingers embedded into Kikyo's arms, Naraku forced her up and down on his shaft, countless tentacles curled around his undead whore in a mockery of a lover's embrace. He drove her down with bruising force, her strangled breasts growing red and starved for oxygen. He loved the sight of his high-and-mighty bitch getting such rough treatment, just like she deserved! With the sound of her gagging as he shoved more of himself down her throat, Naraku could feel himself nearing his peak and forced his gaze away from her abused flesh.
The look of sheer disgust on her face propelled him over the edge.
Spurting thick wads deep inside of the undead priestess, Naraku worked her up and down, milking himself with her still-fluttering walls where she refused to do the favour... Uncooperative bitch!
At last Naraku let Kikyo's body slump forward, his deflating tentacles slithering from her clammy flesh. She slid off and rolled onto her back next to him, dragging an arm over her eyes to block out the dim light of his 'home'.
“I should tear your throat out.”
Unmoving, Naraku panted, spent.
“I should purify you where you lie.”
Equally still, Kikyo gasped, sated.
Both minds thought alike, both recognizing the fact of the matter...
Truer words had never been spoken.