Fanfic: Promises
Title: Promises
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing: Kikyo/Inuyasha
Community/Prompt: inumadmusings/Fetish #12 - "Snuff Sex"
Word Count: 942 words
Chapters: oneshot
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut, Dark
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, Death
Story Description: Kikyo has made Inuyasha promise her something. Will he hold true? Will she?
Promises
By Sarga
His lips were soft against her own. Their luxurious texture brushed against the column of her neck, the thrill of his promise to make her his mate causing the false blood in her veins to pulse hot and fast.
After three years of coaxing, three years of whispered lies, Kikyo could finally have Inuyasha completely. She had made him promise to join their souls through a mating bond, to finalize the relationship that had been consummated only six months after her soul's successor - the arrogant child! - had been forced back to her own time permanently.
Kikyo's fingers entwined in her lover's hair, pulling his head closer to hers as she straddled his cloth-covered erection. Just like the first time, and every time since, she took the lead, guiding his reluctant hands to curves that reminded him of his lost love - one who he should never have met. It was not uncommon for the other's name to slip from his lips as she rode him long and hard. When it did - during those times when he closed his eyes and neglected to open them until he was sated - he came harder, more quickly, more intensely...
And Kikyo hated it.
After three years the child - a girl not even born yet - still held Inuyasha's heart. After three years Kikyo was no further to unlocking that door than she had been on the first day. It would never end.
Unless she made it end.
“Inuyasha,” Kikyo whispered longingly as she ground tighter against his still-clothed erection. Inuyasha's emphatic response was to thrust upwards, his hard flesh straining against the restrictive cloth. Slipping her hands between them, she untied his hakama, then her own, then shifted to remove the offending clothing.
Watching as Kikyo wrapped her fingers around his thick girth, Inuyasha let the feeling of Kikyo's firm slow strokes stoke his passion. Leaning back on his arms, the half-demon lost himself to the sensation, his guilt as ever-present as his lust. He knew it was wrong to feel so strongly for one woman while using another to slake his body's needs, but at this point he couldn't deny himself. He knew the guilt would abate, if only slightly, once he had fulfilled Kikyo's desire to mate. Once he had proven to her, if not to himself, that he needed her, he could feel like less of a fraud. He would play his part well; he was nothing if not well trained, after all.
“Kami, Kikyo, you're so good,” Inuyasha hissed between clenched teeth. “I bet your pussy would feel even better.”
Kikyo smirked as she guided his throbbing cock to her slick pussy lips. Teasing both herself and her lover, she rubbed the tip of him up and down the seam of her entryway, the tantalizing promise of penetration drawing moans from both lovers. With an impatient thrust of his hips, Inuyasha ended the pre-show and began the main presentation. She was still as wet and tight as she had been on that first day.
One of the advantages of having a body made of unyielding clay...
“Your mine,” Kikyo muttered as she swivelled her hips back and forth, revelling in the thrill of control.
Soon... very soon...
“Make me yours,” Kikyo goaded. It was the moment of truth. Would he commit himself to her for eternity? Or would he prove once and for all how useless a half-demon really was?
“Kikyo,” Inuyasha whispered as he continued to meet her thrust for thrust. Using one hand to support his body behind his back, his other hand kept his lover in a steady rhythm. Could he do it? Could he really promise her forever?
Inuyasha's fangs drove into Kikyo's neck, sealing her to him in a promise of protection and devotion.
It was done.
There were tears in both their eyes, Kikyo's fluttering inner fist threatening to overwhelm the half-demon.
“I'm yours,” Kikyo whispered in disbelief. The half-demon had done it. He had gone through with his promise. It was time for her to follow through with her own promise. “And you're mine...”
Kikyo's hands were fast, the sutra she had prepared was placed so quickly that he hadn't stood a chance. It paralysed Inuyasha completely. The only sign of life was the pulsing throb of his swelling cock embedded to the hilt inside of her. Not even the rise of his chest hinted at his remaining life force.
Inuyasha was suffocating.
Kikyo renewed her vigorous self-impalement, his erratic heartbeat throbbing madly through that piece of flesh that she was so readily abusing. He was not human and so he lasted much longer than any mere man would have.
Long enough for her to cum once more in an undulating flash of erotic control.
As Kikyo came down from her second high for the night, she could see the change in his eyes, bleeding red despite his body's lack of control.
Still there was no movement.
Only seconds later his eyes showed their final struggle for life.
Tears of a demon...
Kikyo had never known a demon could cry...
Inuyasha's cock, still erect inside of her, ceased it's throbbing.
It was finally done...
As promised, Kikyo had sent Inuyasha to hell.
As promised, Kikyo would join him...
When she was good and ready.
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairing: Kikyo/Inuyasha
Community/Prompt: inumadmusings/Fetish #12 - "Snuff Sex"
Word Count: 942 words
Chapters: oneshot
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut, Dark
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, Death
Story Description: Kikyo has made Inuyasha promise her something. Will he hold true? Will she?
Promises
By Sarga
His lips were soft against her own. Their luxurious texture brushed against the column of her neck, the thrill of his promise to make her his mate causing the false blood in her veins to pulse hot and fast.
After three years of coaxing, three years of whispered lies, Kikyo could finally have Inuyasha completely. She had made him promise to join their souls through a mating bond, to finalize the relationship that had been consummated only six months after her soul's successor - the arrogant child! - had been forced back to her own time permanently.
Kikyo's fingers entwined in her lover's hair, pulling his head closer to hers as she straddled his cloth-covered erection. Just like the first time, and every time since, she took the lead, guiding his reluctant hands to curves that reminded him of his lost love - one who he should never have met. It was not uncommon for the other's name to slip from his lips as she rode him long and hard. When it did - during those times when he closed his eyes and neglected to open them until he was sated - he came harder, more quickly, more intensely...
And Kikyo hated it.
After three years the child - a girl not even born yet - still held Inuyasha's heart. After three years Kikyo was no further to unlocking that door than she had been on the first day. It would never end.
Unless she made it end.
“Inuyasha,” Kikyo whispered longingly as she ground tighter against his still-clothed erection. Inuyasha's emphatic response was to thrust upwards, his hard flesh straining against the restrictive cloth. Slipping her hands between them, she untied his hakama, then her own, then shifted to remove the offending clothing.
Watching as Kikyo wrapped her fingers around his thick girth, Inuyasha let the feeling of Kikyo's firm slow strokes stoke his passion. Leaning back on his arms, the half-demon lost himself to the sensation, his guilt as ever-present as his lust. He knew it was wrong to feel so strongly for one woman while using another to slake his body's needs, but at this point he couldn't deny himself. He knew the guilt would abate, if only slightly, once he had fulfilled Kikyo's desire to mate. Once he had proven to her, if not to himself, that he needed her, he could feel like less of a fraud. He would play his part well; he was nothing if not well trained, after all.
“Kami, Kikyo, you're so good,” Inuyasha hissed between clenched teeth. “I bet your pussy would feel even better.”
Kikyo smirked as she guided his throbbing cock to her slick pussy lips. Teasing both herself and her lover, she rubbed the tip of him up and down the seam of her entryway, the tantalizing promise of penetration drawing moans from both lovers. With an impatient thrust of his hips, Inuyasha ended the pre-show and began the main presentation. She was still as wet and tight as she had been on that first day.
One of the advantages of having a body made of unyielding clay...
“Your mine,” Kikyo muttered as she swivelled her hips back and forth, revelling in the thrill of control.
Soon... very soon...
“Make me yours,” Kikyo goaded. It was the moment of truth. Would he commit himself to her for eternity? Or would he prove once and for all how useless a half-demon really was?
“Kikyo,” Inuyasha whispered as he continued to meet her thrust for thrust. Using one hand to support his body behind his back, his other hand kept his lover in a steady rhythm. Could he do it? Could he really promise her forever?
Inuyasha's fangs drove into Kikyo's neck, sealing her to him in a promise of protection and devotion.
It was done.
There were tears in both their eyes, Kikyo's fluttering inner fist threatening to overwhelm the half-demon.
“I'm yours,” Kikyo whispered in disbelief. The half-demon had done it. He had gone through with his promise. It was time for her to follow through with her own promise. “And you're mine...”
Kikyo's hands were fast, the sutra she had prepared was placed so quickly that he hadn't stood a chance. It paralysed Inuyasha completely. The only sign of life was the pulsing throb of his swelling cock embedded to the hilt inside of her. Not even the rise of his chest hinted at his remaining life force.
Inuyasha was suffocating.
Kikyo renewed her vigorous self-impalement, his erratic heartbeat throbbing madly through that piece of flesh that she was so readily abusing. He was not human and so he lasted much longer than any mere man would have.
Long enough for her to cum once more in an undulating flash of erotic control.
As Kikyo came down from her second high for the night, she could see the change in his eyes, bleeding red despite his body's lack of control.
Still there was no movement.
Only seconds later his eyes showed their final struggle for life.
Tears of a demon...
Kikyo had never known a demon could cry...
Inuyasha's cock, still erect inside of her, ceased it's throbbing.
It was finally done...
As promised, Kikyo had sent Inuyasha to hell.
As promised, Kikyo would join him...
When she was good and ready.