Drunken Love: Kurama's Turn [Lemon]

                                    

                                          
WARNING. This is a lemon. And if you still don't get it, this contains sexual content. Read at your own risk. 

                          
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After rescuing you from Yusuke, he teleported the two of you, to a what was once abandoned, traditional, Japanese home. The place where only the two of you knew existed. 
                          
"Ku-Kurama..." you breathed out as he kissed you desperately, passionately, completely dominating. 
                          
"[Name]..." he growled. 
                          
He knew exactly what you were thinking. He knew you felt bad for leaving a drunk, half-naked Yusuke in an alley even though he practically raped you. 
                          
"You're mine..." he said. Noticing the forming bruises he had left, he began to start with your neck first. 
                          
He began to suck, bite and run his tongue over your neck. Then to the base of your collarbone. Then to your chest. Slowly. And painfully taking his time. 
                          
And once again, you were a heaving mess. Because you were with Kurama, and because you weren't in public, you didn't hesitate to let out loud lewd moans and noises that were desperate to escape your throat. The sounds you made made him further intensify his ministrations. 
                          
He began to caress your body, roughly groping your tender breasts. Harshly pinching the pink buds that turned him on whenever he saw them. 
                          
With the way he was working your body, your lower region began to get wet. And he noticed. 
                          
"Kurama~" you moaned as he groped your left breast harshly. Saying no words, he slowly entered one finger into you and began pumping in and out. In. And out. 
                          
Then he added a second finger. Then a third. 
                          
You couldn't take it anymore. He was fingering you at an extremely slow pace. You wanted him. But not as much as he wanted you. 
                          
As you began to buck your hips, almost begging to be dominated, he stopped. 
                          
He grunted. "Tell me... who's making you feel like this?"
                          
"A-Ah!" you yelped as he thrusted in a finger before removing it. 
                          
"Tell me..." he said while thrusting once more. 
                          
"Y-You..."
                          
"Who do you belong to?" He growled as he pulled out your hair tie before grabbing it roughly. 
                          
"Kurama~!!!" you screamed as he put his whole length inside of you. 
                          
He smirked in satisfaction. 
                          
He began to pound into you at an inhumanly fast pace. There wasn't even a gap of sound as skin slapped onto skin. The continuous sound of him penetrating you almost concealed the sounds that came from your throat.
                          
It was almost scary. You've never seen Kurama act like this. There were times where he would try to make... advancements, but he would always stop once you began to feel uncomfortable. 
                          
Now, he was just mercilessly devouring your entire body. 
                          
That night, Kurama had put you through many, almost torturous, rounds of sex. Each round with a different set of positions in which he would pound you deeply and more roughly each time. You were surprised you weren't unconscious yet. 
                          
By mid-afternoon the next day, you had finally woken up. You were naked on the floor. Alone. With nothing but a thin sheet over you. You peeked under the white sheet and noticed you had marks all over your body. Most of them from your missing lover. 
                          
Desperate for some water, you slowly, but painfully, got up from your position and wrapped yourself in the sheet. About to collapse, you hurriedly leaned onto the wall for support. 
                          
You began to make a long trek towards the kitchen, but before you got there, you fell forward. And in that split second before you hit the floor, he catches you. 
                          
You peer up at his face as you laid in his arms, tears welling up in your eyes. At least, you thought, he was back to normal. 
                          
"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry... Kurama..." you began to sob. 
                          
You didn't see his face as your eyes were clouded with tears. But, his eyes widened and guilt was the only emotion written on his face. 
                          
"Why... why are you apologizing? It is I who should be apologizing... not you... not... you. Stop. Please..." he choked out. He couldn't bear to see those heart-wrenching tears. Your forlorn expression. He just couldn't. 
                          
As he wiped the tears from your eyes, you looked up at him confusedly. "But... why??? I allowed myself to-- I didn't-- I made you--"
                          
"Shhh... I admit, seeing you in that state made me act like that... but you couldn't have known.  You couldn't have stopped him. I should be apologizing. I felt something wrong was going to happen to you and I didn't do anything till the last minute. And last night. After what he had did to you..." anger rising in his chest once more. 
                          
You gently placed your hand on his cheek to calm him down. He took a deep breath and continued. "I still... I still did much more horrible things to you. I took advantage of you. Out of anger. Hate. Jealously. Lust..." he trailed off as he looked at the bruised skin that was no longer covered by the thin, white sheet. 
                          
You moved your head side to side in disagreement. "It doesn't matter what you did..."
                          
"What do you mean it do--" he began to raise his voice. 
                          
"It doesn't. As scared as I was, I know you did what you did because you were angry. And because you love me. And I know that because I know you. Not all of you. But just enough of you. And I'm more than willing to forgive you."
                          
"Why... why are you so--"
                          
"Because I'm hopelessly in love with you, Kurama..." you confessed as you brought his soft lips to your bruised ones. 
                          
And as the kiss went on, Kurama surrendered and began to slowly melt into your loving warmth. Eventually, the two of you spent the rest of the day and night sleeping peacefully in each other's loving arms. 
                          
One week had passed and you decided to go back home. 
                          
And right outside your door was...
                          
"Yusuke..."
                          
"[N-Name]!!! I-I..."



                          
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A/N
                          
Sup y'all. Been a while but a request to do a Yusuke x OC x Kurama reminded me that someone else had requested for a sequel. And I totally forgot about it. I am so sorry. 
                          
ANYWAYS. I FINALLY DID IT. HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT. 
                          
Sorry for any mistakes made.