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A Twist in the Myth
By : Dunkelgelb
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Chapter List
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- 44
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A Twist in the Myth
Chapter 44: See No Evil – pt. 5

Chapter summary: At last, the explosive culmination of demonic pleasure between Naraku, Kohaku, and Kagura, in which incredibly, the sexually-empowered taijiya warrior fails to impregnate his wind witch love, as Byakuya and Naraku himself failed. This forces Naraku to consider other candidates for the father of Kagura’s child. Charitably, Naraku allows Kikyo to participate in the act in a very novel way, and when it eventually goes awry, she is there to save them from the fallout…
Sex scene: Naraku/Kohaku/Kagura/Kikyo (semi-NC/dubcon)

CONTENT WARNING: More yaoi between Naraku and Kohaku during the continued Naraku/Kohaku/Kagura scene, and Naraku uses a special physical/psychic link to allow Kikyo to feel sexual sensations vicariously, through Kagura. General evil kinkiness and specific evil, heartbeat-related craziness throughout. Things REALLY go nuts at the end.
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(Cont. from pt. 4)
            Naraku and Kagura quickened their rhythm with Kohaku further, fucking him hard and fast now, and Kikyo saw how the taijiya’s muscles swelled and clenched as he began to peak. “Yes, Kohaku, you’re coming,” she whispered to her handsome taijiya bodyguard, her usually-composed voice becoming steadily wilder. “And Naraku and Kagura will come with you. Do it, now. Come for them, come for ME! All of you, show me your PLEASURE!”
(Soundtrack: Death – Overactive Imagination)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FnMgUBZ3H9c
            Kohaku moaned long and loud as he slipped into climax on Kikyo’s impassioned command, his big, heavy balls clenching a little bit tighter and his cock swelling a little bit longer and thicker in Kagura’s hot, cock-sucking mouth. Naraku’s dense, male hips mercilessly pummeled his rear with an escalating slap, slap, slap, and Kagura’s lips glided over his cock’s impressive length with a commensurate gush, gush, gush. Their hearts beat as one, pounding, slamming as they orgasmed together – Naraku felt Kohaku’s thumping around his cock through the walls of his ass, and Kohaku felt Naraku’s hammering deep in him, through the oni lord’s cock by the same internal anal connection. Kagura felt Kohaku’s heartbeat nudging her tongue, her gullet, and almost the full length of her esophagus within her through his cock, and Kohaku felt Kagura’s heartbeat eagerly nudging him back, kissing the crown of his cock through some of the most important tissues and membranes in her body deep down in her chest, each time her nose touched his cock’s finely-haired base.
            At last, Kohaku’s seed began to move, his enhanced prostate drinking the hot, creamy, sperm-loaded fluid out of his big balls with a silent, yet clearly-palpable GULP, then delivered it into the root of his potently-throbbing cock with a PUMP of equal or greater power. GULP, PUMP, GULP, PUMP, the carnal, reproductive rhythm of it fueled by his savage, semi-demonic heartbeat: bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP, bump-BUMP! Naraku felt all of this and sank his cock completely into Kohaku’s ass, holding it there with dangerously-strained discipline as Kagura drank the taijiya’s cock completely down her throat, holding it there in the same way.
            Masturbating feverishly by fondling a breast in one hand and plunging the middle two fingers of the other in and out of her sopping core between her thighs, Kagura closed her blood-red eyes as she came with Kohaku, bracing herself for the coming flood as the head of his cock swelled hugely in her throat. It flared magnificently, quivered for a single heartbeat, and ERUPTED, exploding with an enormous gout of thick, white cum that poured down the short section of her esophagus that remained beneath it. That hot, heavy seed of his pooled up atop the valve that led into her stomach, the weight and volume of the sizable cum-mass there growing and growing. Her stomach valve opened reflexively and the full amount of that first mighty cumshot slipped through to land heavily in her stomach with a churning liquid SLOP she could feel.
            And more cumshots followed, with Kohaku’s monstrous cock seeming to recoil within Kagura’s lips from their raw, inseminating force. He came like a demon now: PUMP, PUMP, PUMP, PUMP, and each hard, heavy burst of cum that left his body was an explosion of pleasure in his veins, and an explosion of warmth deep down in Kagura’s chest cavity. Each successive ejaculation was seemingly more powerful than the last, Naraku’s unholy, cock-and-ball-enhancing gift at work, and the orgasming taijiya warrior bared his clenched teeth by the pleasure pounding through him. His chest heaving with his ragged breathing, he separated his jaws to roar: “Naraku! OH!! KaguRAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
            Kagura squirted in her own climax as she heard her own name on Kohaku’s lips, and he effortlessly pumped her stomach full of his essence. When she felt the force of his ejaculations finally peak and start to ebb, she began to move her mouth and throat over him again, milking and fucking him for everything he was worth. Soon, she felt her brain spinning in her head by sheer lack of oxygen, tears slipping down her hotly-blushing cheeks, then she had no choice but to pull her mouth off him in order to breathe again. Unsheathed, Kohaku’s cock continued to pulse harshly, heavy ropes of his creamy seed leaping out of the thin slit at its end and striking Kagura in her cheeks and chin, glancing off her forehead and soaking her glossy black bangs with glossy white male reproductive matter.
            Keeping her eyes closed to keep Kohaku’s copious seed out of them, Kagura swiftly captured the taijiya’s spewing cock in a hand and stroked it deeply, furiously to keep his pleasure going for as long as possible. She wanted to know how long and hard this huge fucking cock of his could cum. As she fisted him, his cock’s orgasmic pulsations were powerful enough to gently, yet perceptibly spread her fingers’ grip open, over and over. High on her own pleasure and without inhibition, she brought his cock’s gushing crown back to her ruby lips and cradled it on her silky pink tongue, allowing each heavy jet of his seed to flow along it and collide with her gullet, spilling down her throat for her to swallow once more. At last, she had his enhanced male taste on her tongue, as his first several ejaculations had bypassed her tongue completely, and it exceeded his former taste in every way: heat, weight, viscosity, depth of flavor, and most important of all, potency.
            For Kagura, every ounce of Kohaku’s cum pounded with delicious human life force, with just a twist of shouki contributed from Naraku. She felt her cum-flooded stomach beating inside her with its power, and lower in her belly, her womb clenched and unclenched over and over again with the ultimate desire of a female youkai stricken with her breeding heat: to create life. She hoped, she was confident, and she prayed to God above that Kohaku would soon do what Naraku and Byakuya had failed in, and plant his child in her belly.
            Finally, Kohaku’s torrential ejaculations ebbed beyond response to even Kagura’s enthusiastic oral and manual stimulation, and his cock began to soften and droop. Incredibly, its loss in size and hardness was as majestic as its gain, and Kagura kissed its slowly-shrinking head to eagerly suck away the last glob of semen that escaped it. Then, primed for his own climax, having considerately held himself back from it to allow Kohaku and Kagura to enjoy each other to the fullest, Naraku began to move inside Kohaku again.
            Kohaku’s breath hitched sharply as he felt the hugely-swollen and widely-flared head of Naraku’s cock move out of him, almost all the out to his quivering male hole, then surge back in to smash the place deep inside him where it had been resting. The well-endowed oni lord treated his taijiya victim’s colon as he would the mouths of Kagura’s, or Magatsuhi’s, or Sayaka’s wombs, had he been fucking one of those three women right then – a target to aim for, and pummel ruthlessly for the culmination of his own pleasure. Kohaku actually found it rather flattering for him to be as desirable to Naraku as those dark, exotic beauties, especially a goddess like Kagura. Being unable to anything but take the hard pounding the oni lord was beginning to deliver, he clenched his muscles, bowed his head to hide his eyes under his tussled brown bangs, grit his teeth, and took it.
            Naraku fucked Kohaku hard, fast, aggressively, pumping the full length of his cock in and out of the younger male’s hot, tight ass. Thankfully for Kohaku, there was no pain – the demonic lubricant Naraku used on himself had both aphrodisiacal and analgesic properties, ensuring that each deep, penetrating thrust brought Kohaku only pleasure. The taijiya warrior gasped from that very pleasure building up inside him, his cock ceasing to shrink between his thighs, instead beginning to swell and rise.
            Kagura’s ruby eyes widened as she witnessed Kohaku returning to mighty erection, so soon after he had unloaded so potently. She wrapped her hands around his great length, feeling the hardness surging back into it, then with Naraku pumping so passionately against him from behind, the effect was as Naraku fucking Kohaku’s cock into her fists. “Kohaku, you’re incredible,” she praised to him, maneuvering her head around his enormous cock to press her face close to his lower abdomen, in order to look up along his chest and into his half-lidded eyes as they were shrouded by his bangs. She used her sultry, sexually-charged voice to encourage him to his full length and thickness, along with the stimulation of her hands. Then, pressing a loving kiss to the hot, muscle-filled skin of his lower abdomen, she abandoned her hands’ grip on his cock, transitioning from her squatting position beneath him to one in which she stood on her knees. Armed with this extra height in relation to his standing position, she used her hands to cup her large breasts and trap his cock firmly between them.
            Kohaku’s eyes shot fully open and he stared down at Kagura, his mind racing with new sensations as the wind witch squeezed her breasts together and pumped them up and down his cock’s long, thick shaft. Kikyo had taken his virginity in the strictest sense, but it was Kagura that gave him his first two throat-fucks, and now, his very first tit-fuck. Her breasts were warm, soft, and bountiful around him, bringing him a delicious friction, and that friction was still very well lubricated by the transparent fluid she had applied to him. Now, each time Naraku’s hips met his rear, his cock surged between Kagura’s breasts, and his cock’s new length allowed its crown-like head to greet her cheek in a cum-soaked kiss.
            “Fuck, yes,” Kagura yowled as she felt Kohaku pulsing between her breasts and right up against her face, his cock hammering with every heartbeat that coursed through it. “Your cock is a fucking masterpiece. I want to use all of me on it. I want to give all of me to you. Naraku, you fucking fucker! You and your fucked-up genius of a brain!”
            “Mmm…I’m glad you approve,” Naraku laughed throatily, his eyes still covered with his blindfold. Despite it, he still ‘saw’ using his demonic extrasensory perception, and the telepathic images he received into his twisted mind were random and disjointed, yet thrillingly explicit. He saw Kagura’s breasts pumping up and down along Kohaku’s huge cock, then a close-up of a rivulet of perspiration flowing down one of her temples, just in front of a pointed ear. He saw Kohaku’s muscular chest rising and falling with his rough, rapid breathing, then hand by hand, foot by foot, he saw close-ups of the taijiya’s hands and feet clenching by the intensity of his pleasure. Kohaku’s lips contorted into a passionate sneer, while Kagura’s pouted to kiss the broad, throbbing cockhead that plunged through her breasts to graze her mouth over and over.
            Then, Naraku saw Kagura’s and Kohaku’s carotid arteries beating visibly in their necks, and he took control of his demented point of view to thrust it into their bodies, passing through skin, muscle, and bone into their chests as if his eyes were the pointed tip of a razor-sharp knife. Naraku moaned as he witnessed Kagura’s and Kohaku’s hearts beating together, racing with mutual ecstasy. The oni lord recognized that truly, Kagura’s chest was the rightful place for her heart, not his hand, or the clay jar he’d once kept it in, because it was there that it could yield and signify the greatest pleasure. For herself, whatever lover she enjoyed herself with, and even him, Naraku.
            As Kagura’s and Kohaku’s hearts raced, Naraku’s began to pound darkly, seizing control of the wind witch’s and taijiya’s in their chests like master to slaves as he began to really cum, embracing his climax at last. The strength of the orgasm was so great that he felt his brain spin inside his head, that sudden dizziness enhanced by the blindfold he wore. His huge balls clenched between his muscular thighs and pulled tight to his body, and his cock reached its absolute maximum size and hardness in Kohaku’s ass, throbbing brutally against the taijiya’s widely-spread anal walls. It throbbed once, twice, each beating pulsation coming in time with the movement of the enormous first cumshot coursing up through it.
            Kohaku stilled his breathing and he quivered in place as he felt Naraku’s cock pulse in him dramatically: pump-PUMP, pump-PUMP. A momentous pause followed, with his hearing drowned out by the pounding of his own heart, then came the ferocious, explosively-inseminating PUMP of the oni lord’s demon seed bursting out inside him, striking deep into his body to paint his guts in creamy white, boiling liquid heat. He cried out and Naraku snarled over his cry: “Kohaku!” A deep breath, then Naraku snarled again: “Oh, yeeeEEEESSSSS!!!!”
            PUMP! PUMP!! PUMP!!! Naraku’s next few ejaculations absolutely detonated inside Kohaku’s ass, the lower half of the taijiya’s colon ringing from the potency of the demonic cumshots hammering into it. He trembled as he felt the heat of Naraku’s copious seed climbing higher into him. Right then, his ass was as a woman’s cunt, his colon and intestines as her womb – Naraku was trying his damnedest to breed him, and despite his male biology, he wasn’t totally certain conception wouldn’t happen.
            Kohaku’s cock swelled to its ultimate fullness again as Naraku unloaded inside him savagely, pointing upward parallel to his body and tangentially touching Kagura’s face. His balls clenched, and the sexy wind witch on her knees in front of him helpfully finished him off with a series of bold, cock-fucking strokes of her breasts. Making eye contact with Kohaku again for a moment, she closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue to receive his seed as his cock erupted with a volcanic SQUIRT, pumping out long, heavy, rope-like jets of his thick, white cream that arced up into the air and rained down onto her face in wild, drizzling patterns. The volume of the stuff was such that it soon flowed down her face and off her chin with gravity, pooling up heavily in the valley between her breasts around the very cock that shot it. After letting him give her a hot, messy ‘facial,’ she captured the crown of his cock with her ruby lips and drank deeply of his seed once more, her larynx recoiling visibly in her throat by the weight and thickness of it.
            Naraku snaked an arm around Kohaku’s waist and buried his face into the taijiya’s shoulder from behind, nearly weeping beneath his blindfold as his pleasure consumed him. “Kohaku,” he hushed softly, kissing the young warrior’s hot skin. “So good.” He gave a few deep, slow thrusts into Kohaku’s now totally cum-filled ass, then sank completely into him and held himself there as they each rode out the end of their orgasms. For her own part, Kagura again dutifully sucked Kohaku’s cock clean and caressed him lovingly to ease him down into his flaccid ‘refractory’ period, his third of the night.
            Meanwhile, suspended in Naraku’s tentacles, Kikyo had been watching all along. The sexual energy that Naraku and Kagura created as they shared Kohaku between themselves and brought each other to climax was such that even she, with her physically-unfeeling body, could perceive it. Something suspiciously similar to arousal blossomed in her bloodless artificial construct of a body – perhaps some vestige of the arousal she’d enjoyed with Kohaku back at their hot spring remained in her, and the energy that Naraku, Kagura, and Kohaku put out could communicate with it, and activate it. She moaned softly and thrust her hips into the empty air, rubbing her thighs together in a desperate attempt to hang on to that sensation for as long as she could.
            Kagura stood up in front of Kohaku, towering over him with her greater height, and she raised a hand to touch her fingertips to his chin, gently lifting his face to hers. Her face dripped with his creamy seed and behind that layer of churned-up reproductive matter, her blood-red eyes glowed with appreciation for his new potency. She grasped his chin possessively, silently expressing her ongoing desire for him, then kissed him deeply to let him taste himself on her lips and tongue.
            Kohaku moaned weakly into Kagura’s mouth as she fed him a bit of his own cum, then Naraku slid out of him, abruptly releasing him from the tendrils of demon flesh binding him to the posts of his bed. Without Naraku in him now, his ass felt several sizes too big. Due to the lack of strength in his knees right then, Kohaku almost collapsed, held up only by Naraku’s arm around his waist. Pulling Kohaku away from Kagura, Naraku knelt to help the freshly-fucked taijiya down to the bed, then pulled him back to the pillows at its head, where they lay together, recuperating from their respective orgasms.
            Naraku cradled Kohaku in his arms almost lovingly, holding him flush to his chest. He caressed the handsome taijiya warrior gently and intimately to help him through the soaring ‘afterglow’ of their dark joining. The taijiya warrior felt the oni lord’s seed within him, beating with an evil energy that seeped outward to saturate his entire body. That vile beating was matched by the sound of Naraku’s black heart beating against his ear. Whimpering meekly, Kohaku moved his ear from Naraku’s chest and looked up into the demon’s red eyes as he pushed his blindfold up and over his eyes. Naraku entertained Kohaku’s gaze for a moment, then took his mouth in another heated kiss.
            As Kohaku moaned into his mouth, Naraku rotated an evil eye to notice Kikyo’s pitiful state, thrusting and pumping helplessly in his tentacles’ grip. He ensured that he observed her only using his peripheral vision, not risking direct eye contact. Clearly, she wanted to join in – her beloved Kohaku had never been more sexually powerful, or more desirable. In an act of surprising charity, but carrying out the act in his signature twisted style, he obliged her.
(Soundtrack: Static-X – Brainfog)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaAluIIpSP4
            The tentacles holding Kikyo translated across the flesh-covered floor, moving her from her spot adjacent to one corner of the bed’s foot, to a place closely alongside it outside the bed’s silk veil. They lowered her so that she could sit on folded-up legs, then behind her, another tendril grew from the floor, gradually lengthening and swaying back and forth ominously as its length increased. This new tendril started out like any other, long, thin, and armed with prehensile agility, but then four fine, longitudinal seams appeared in the last few inches of it, forming four equal petals that peeled back to expose a spike-shaped core, which glowed brightly with unholy white light.
            The glowing spike end of the tentacle aimed itself for the base of Kikyo’s skull and stabbed home. It passed through her long, ebony mane and pierced her upper neck, wedged itself between two vertebrae, then curved upward along her desiccated spinal cord to enter the facsimile of a brain Urasue had engineered for her undead body. Her stony grey eyes widened as her entire nervous system, also engineered by Urasue, suddenly lit up with sensation, and her mental perspective was seemingly torn out of her own body to be thrust…into Kagura’s.
            Kagura’s breath hitched in her chest as she felt Kikyo’s added presence in her mind. The miko was now a passenger in her body, seeing through her eyes, hearing through her ears, and feeling through her nerves. Naraku used a combination of the versatile powers of the Shikon jewel and his fiber-optic tentacle spike to transmit Kikyo’s consciousness into Kagura’s body, across a medium of solid demon flesh and open air. Still blindfolded, Naraku grinned darkly at Kagura, effectively grinning at both her and Kikyo at the same time. “Now, you can feel, Kikyo,” he declared, speaking to the latter with an eminently satisfied tone. “Do you feel the pleasure pumping in Kagura’s veins?”
            “Y-yes,” Kikyo struggled. Her mind dwelled in Kagura’s body, alongside the wind witch’s spirit, yet it was her own body’s mouth that produced the sound of her speech, leading to the strange, disorienting sensation of hearing herself talk in third person. “Kagura-san, you…you feel so good…”
            Completely nude and with Kohaku’s seed dripping down her face and chest, Kagura stepped away from the foot of Naraku’s bed and walked across the warm, flesh-covered bedroom floor with a slow, sexy strut. When she stopped herself, she stood over Kikyo as Naraku’s tentacles held the undead miko’s effectively-soulless body in a sitting position. Kikyo retained physical control of her body and turned her head to look up at Kagura, effectively looking into her own eyes from the wind witch’s perspective. Whereas hearing herself speak in third person was strange-feeling, controlling her own body from outside it was even stranger. Then, she discovered that she could switch perspectives with just a little bit of thought, and she was suddenly back in her own body, gazing up along Kagura’s breathtaking, cum-soaked frontal nudity.
            “Do you really feel everything I do?” Kagura asked earnestly to Kikyo, cocking her head in fascination. Standing before one such as Kikyo, without any clothes, wearing only her own perspiration and the result of Kohaku’s powerful ejaculations, she wasn’t the least bit embarrassed. Her excitement only increased, armed with the prospect that she could share what she enjoyed with a fellow woman who had been denied such things by the nature of her body, created with dark magic as it had been.
            Kikyo nodded. “Everything, Kagura-san. I feel…the blood in your veins, the air in your lungs, and the beat of your heart. You feel so…so warm. Content.”
            Kagura smiled, a kind of lopsided smile that exposed one of her demonic incisors, subtly longer than that of a human woman. “I’ll assume that you don’t know this - this is how a particular kind of woman feels after she’s sucked a really good dick, and fucking came in the process. When she knows she has given pleasure, and has taken it in return. And Kohaku’s dick is so fucking good now…”
            “I feel his seed in you. I see it,” Kikyo hushed, focusing her gaze on Kagura’s flat, toned belly and uses her miko senses to look inside. There, inside her, the wind witch’s stomach was as a solid mass of human life force by the sheer amount of Kohaku’s cum occupying it, and Kikyo could see it being steadily absorbed by digestion. Her gaze slipped lower, down Kagura’s belly to the beautiful, hairless woman’s mound between the wind witch’s thighs. At its apex, the silky petals of her pussy were swollen and flushed with arousal, and her clit was proudly erect in its protective hood. Her gaze travelled upward again, to a region just beneath the sexy dip of Kagura’s navel, then she gasped by what she saw inside the wind witch there. “Kagura-san, your womb…”
            Bump-bump. Kagura’s entire body pulsed with a rush of feminine youki, a pulse that began in her womb and swept outward to consume her from head to toe. She moaned softly and embraced the pleasure of it, her heartbeat quickening in her chest. Feeling everything Kagura did, Kikyo gasped from the deeply-intimate stimulation and at the same time, she could see Kagura’s womb throbbing in her belly, the healthy, powerful demonic ovaries to either side of it ringing like little bells in their fallopian cradles. Kagura was fertile, and she was in heat.
            Kagura lay a hand over her eager, hungry womb as if to soothe it, then lay her other over her racing heart, just atop her left breast. “I’m going to fuck Kohaku, now,” she declared matter-of-factly to Kikyo, then the hand she held to her womb began to inch lower to the lovely female mound between her thighs, while the other left her heart to cup one her large, jutting breast on that side of her. Closing her eyes and biting her lower lips, she caressed and massaged herself sensuously, knowing Kikyo could enjoy it with her. “I’m going to conceive his baby, and I hope you don’t mind that his first child will be with me, instead of you. I know how you feel about him, but I’m sure you can feel how much I need it. I need him. I’ll take him for a ride, and you’ll be along for every moment of it.”
            Here, Naraku interjected. He discarded his blindfold now, feeling that with his ‘special tentacle’ shoved up into Kikyo’s brain, she couldn’t focus her reiki well enough to be able to harm him, even if he did make eye contact with her. “I didn’t want you to miss out on the main course tonight, Kikyo. Now, you can savor every little sensation with us, as they happen. To that end, Kagura, come to bed.”
            Kagura acknowledged Kikyo’s body with a nod, then turned away, carrying the miko’s consciousness within her as she returned to the foot of Naraku’s bed. At the bed’s head, the big, musclebound, fully nude oni lord held a relatively-smaller, yet also richly-muscled and equally-nude Kohaku to him, having wrapped his arms around him as if in trust as he waited for his favorite incarnation to join them. Heart pumping briskly in her ears, Kagura stepped through the open silk veil around the bed, and once she was through, it magically closed behind her to lend the coming sexual act an air of privacy and intimacy.
            Naraku released Kohaku somewhat, allowing the taijiya to roll away and settle onto his back next to him. He looked up at Kagura in all of her gorgeous nudity, then she knelt, then sat on the bed at his other side. The beautiful wind witch lay down with him and pressed herself up alongside him, bracing her upper body on an elbow and laying on her hip so that she could look down at him from slightly above. Naraku mirrored her position and Kohaku felt surrounded, blanketed by the heat of their demonic bodies, then he was soon perspiring for them. He looked between their hungry red eyes, more than ever feeling as prey about to be devoured.
            Kagura smiled by the combination of fear and anticipation on Kohaku’s handsome face, then she bent her head to kiss him. He reacted to the touch of her lips on his in the usual manner, giving up a soft, male moan that she happily swallowed. When she ended the kiss, she lifted her head and looked into Naraku’s evil red eyes as he lay on Kohaku’s opposite side. She knew well that his damning eyes were the very ones her own had been derived from. She surprised him by slipping a hand behind his neck and pulling him in to give him, her vile creator and her torturer for her entire existence, a kiss of his own.
            Naraku’s eyes widened by Kagura’s boldness, then slid closed as he indulged her delicious ruby lips. There was no hatred in her kiss, only pleasure and passion, undoubtedly the effect of the aphrodisiac he had infused into her, along with Kohaku. Or was it? As he opened his mouth to her and tasted Kohaku’s seed on her tongue, he reached out and lay a hand on her bare hip, enjoying the warmth and sleekness of her body beneath his palm. Narcissistically, he congratulated himself on her luscious shape, which he had designed for her. Entwining her tongue with Naraku’s, Kagura kept the kiss going for a long time, then as her body consumed the oxygen in her blood, she pulled her lips from her creator’s with a soft gasp, her breasts heaving as she caught her breath.
            “Not that I’m complaining,” Naraku began, then added a dramatic pause as he closed in on Kagura to give her a kiss of his own that she didn’t try to resist, ending it quickly. “But why do you kiss me like that? That’s not all my poison in you.”
            “Call it ‘gratitude,’” Kagura replied with a sultry smirk, glancing down at Kohaku as he silently spectated the unusual interaction between herself and Naraku. “You’ve given Kohaku his life back, unbinding it from your damned jewel. You’ve given me my life back. And now, you’ve brought us together, and given us both the kind of bodies that will allow us to really enjoy each other. I can’t speak for Kohaku, but right now, I almost don’t care about the things you’ve done to me, because I get to have this now, with him. And you’re not so bad, yourself.”
            Naraku blinked, his red eyes narrowing as if in suspicion. His attractive male mouth began to curl into a smile, then the smile faded as soon as it had formed as he grasped the seriousness of the thought coming to him. He moved his hand from Kagura’s hip to grasp her attractive feminine chin between thumb and forefinger. By his own design, her beauty was that of sex in all its delicious phases: the scintillating before, the primal, energetic during, and the breathless, dripping-wet after. He began to salivate for a taste of Kohaku’s seed, which yet clung to her face in a prime example of that ‘after.’ “Could you even forgive me for what I’ve done to you?”
            For her own part, Kagura didn’t blink at all, gazing right in Naraku’s eyes and he gorged himself on her. She answered immediately and honestly, even if that honesty was influenced by the aphrodisiac in her blood. “Yes.”
            Hungrily, Naraku opened his mouth and extended his tongue from it, then his tongue itself extended in length by his demonic powers. He released Kagura’s chin, slipped his hand behind her neck, then she closed her blood-red eyes as he pulled her in to take a nice, long, happily-depraved lick at one whole side of her face, feasting on Kohaku’s hot cum as he consumed it right off her pale skin. Beneath them, the taijiya warrior all that semen had originated from felt his heart thundering inside him at the sight of the two incomparably-beautiful demons bonding in such a way. Then, as she turned her face slightly to one side to give Naraku access to the other half of it, Kagura opened a single saliva-moistened eyelid and glanced down at Kohaku studiously, her hand venturing down between his thighs to caress him and get him ready, for herself and her creator.
            Giving up a cute, yet masculine ‘Ah,’ Kohaku lifted his hips into Kagura’s touch, his cock readily lengthening and thickening for her. Naraku joined her in exploring the taijiya warrior’s hot, eager body, his hand coming up between his thighs from below to cup his big balls in their smooth, hairless protective sac. Kohaku had enjoyed three powerful orgasms in the last half hour or so, two of them under his enhanced state of potency, and Naraku was pleased to feel that the big-dicked taijiya stud had already replaced all he had shot. The oni lord was fairly jealous, if not of Kohaku’s dimensions and his ability to come so hard and often, since he himself enjoyed such things, but of his true, human virility. Here, at last, was a male that could sire life with Kagura.
            As Naraku fondled Kohaku’s heavy balls, Kagura stroked his cock until he was at full, magnificent erection, pumping pre-cum freely and heavily. Fourteen meaty, filling, penetrating, yet ultimately human inches glided through the wind witch’s fist, jerking with a human heartbeat that she needed to feel inside her, now. “He’s ready,” Naraku said of Kohaku, gazing intently into his eyes as he spoke at Kagura. He squeezed the taijiya’s balls lightly, but with an insistence that made him take a sharp breath. “Yes….I feel his seed in him. Churning, yearning. Yearning…for a female’s egg. Yours, Kagura. It’s time.”
(Soundtrack: Tool – Vicarious)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N26N7lQHNW8
            Breathing quickly and huskily by the sheer decadence in Naraku’s voice, Kagura forced herself to pull away from Kohaku’s side, then Naraku lay flat on his back at the taijiya warrior’s other side. As if moved by invisible hands, Kohaku’s body levitated straight upward off the bed with Naraku’s dark magic, then the oni lord slipped himself beneath the taijiya, bringing him back down until the head of his cock prodded along the cleft of the younger male’s rear again. He bent his knees and raised his thighs to plant his large feet flat on his bed, then spread his thighs for stability and to create a space for Kohaku to occupy. “Open,” Naraku whispered to Kohaku’s ear, almost begging, and the taijiya warrior trembled as he complied.
            Kohaku emulated Naraku and spread his thighs apart, further, further, using his gymnastic flexibility as a well-trained demon slayer to really open himself up for the big-dicked demon’s entry. He levitated with a height that allowed him to bend his knees to right angles and place his feet flat on the bed beneath him, then Naraku guided his throbbing demon cock to the cum-oozing hole of his ass. Kohaku hissed as Naraku grasped his waist and brought him downward to fill him up again, with the two males finding that their bodies united with much less resistance this time. Less discomfort, more pleasure.
            Now, Kohaku sat in Naraku’s lap with open thighs, skewered on his cock and laying back on his chest, his head sagging back onto one of the oni lord’s shoulders by the sensations coursing through him. Naraku’s cock filled him utterly and his insides throbbed for a repeat performance from it. For the time being, Naraku released Kohaku’s waist and ran his hands up and down his muscular chest and abdomen to soothe him of any pain he might have been feeling. Then, Kagura was on him.
            Lowering herself onto all fours, Kagura positioned herself between Kohaku’s open thighs on the bed, then climbed over him to lay down on him and press their bodies together. She covered his muscular chest with the warmth of her large breasts and rolled her hips forward to squeeze his huge cock between their bellies. He shook beneath her from the pleasure and intimacy of her touch, and lifted his head from Naraku’s shoulder to look up into her gorgeous red eyes, each one like glittering rubies whose color matched those of her lips. She held his gaze with a swirl of sexual emotions between them, then she reached up with a hand and grasped his chin to steady it, before lowering her mouth to his to kiss him again.
            As she drank in Kohaku’s latest moan, Kagura deftly thrust her hips to pump her belly to the taijiya warrior’s cock, and Naraku matched her with a thrust into his ass from below. Together, creation and creator shared their delicious male prize between them, building him and themselves up to their full readiness for the next and penultimate act of the night. Just as Naraku had promised, through the connection provided by the oni lord’s ‘special tentacle,’ Kikyo felt every moment of it, able to watch from either her place at the bedside, or through Kagura’s eyes, inside the wind witch’s perfect body.
            Kikyo closed her eyes and felt her perspective flow into Kagura’s body as she ravished Kohaku. She felt the taijiya warrior’s muscular, angular male hardness grinding potently against the wind witch’s curvy feminine softness, their hearts racing together by mutual attraction about to be fulfilled. Then, Kikyo opened her eyes and her perspective returned to her own body, allowing her to spectate them from a close-ranged profile view. She witnessed Naraku and Kagura, armed with their incomparable male and female bodies, grinding passionately against Kohaku from below and above. Through her psychic connection to the darkly-beautiful wind witch, she felt her pussy creaming between her thighs, her womb quivering with feminine hunger in her belly.
            Kagura pulled her mouth from Kohaku’s with a quiet gasp and sat up over him, spreading her thighs around his hips to straddle his lap as he sat in Naraku’s. Arching her back, she tossed her head rearward with sultry flair and ran a hand through her silky black hair to bring cool air through it and try and relieve it of its increasing dampness. Perspiration glistened on her pale, milky white skin as she reached her peak readiness for sex with Kohaku, then she tilted her face back down, gazing into his gorgeous, chocolate brown eyes over her big, jutting breasts. Then, spreading her thighs a little wider, she rocked her hips forward to press her sopping cunt directly to his long, thick cock as it lay on his muscular abdomen.
            Kohaku moaned from the intimate stimulation: “Oh…oh, Kagura…” His eyes rolled closed and the wind witch’s blood-red ones glowed with sexual fire, her ruby lips curling back to bare her teeth as she pumped her hips to thrust her pussy along his cock. Her body’s natural lubricant flowed freely from her, allowing her to coat the full length of him with her essence and ensuring that their bodies’ fit would bring them the greatest pleasure. His cock’s length was impressive, and in order for her to push her creaming cunt up to its thick head, she had to clench her perfect rear tightly and rotate her hips all the way out, then relax her rear and draw her hips all the way back, over and over.
            Naraku grinned darkly as he witnessed Kagura really getting into her sexual dance, that of a highly-aroused woman about to really fuck, and allow herself to be bred with the seed of a powerful, healthy male, whom her body and heart both loved. Then, he felt Kohaku’s head begin to sag back onto his shoulder again. Gently, he worked a hand up and between his shoulder and the back of Kohaku’s head, cupping the taijiya’s skull with a palm and carefully clenching his fingers into a fist to wind them up into the taijiya’s thick, dark-brown hair. “No, Kohaku,” he chastised, pushing on the taijiya’s head to force him to look down along his own body as Kagura pumped herself along his cock. “Keep your eyes open, and look. Kagura, one of the most beautiful women in this entire world, wants you. Commit this sight to memory and get used to it, because you’re going to be seeing it a whole lot more.”
            Kohaku opened his eyes as Naraku wanted and roved them up and down Kagura’s gorgeous body as she moved herself over him. “A whole lot more?” he asked, repeating the oni lord’s last few words. “I assume, then, that I’ll be living long enough to have this again, with Kagura or even another woman?”
            “Of course,” Naraku answered. He pressed a loving kiss to the nearer of Kohaku’s temples for emphatic effect. “You’re far too lovely a pet for me to kill, now. I’ve given you this new, mighty cock of yours so that you may be more entertaining to me, and to that lucky, discerning woman who takes you to her bed. At this moment, that is Kagura. But soon enough, your beloved Kikyo as well, and even my Dark Priestess, Sayaka. I’m sure Sayaka, especially, will love to have you in her, faithful servant of a fellow miko as you are. She has special training to use on you, as reward for your service. And after that, who knows? Perhaps you’ll even live long enough to bed InuYasha’s women, other than your sister, naturally…”
            Kohaku looked up into Kagura’s ensconcing blood-red eyes, seeing the passion there, then slipped his gaze down over big, attention-getting breasts, observing how her rosy nipples strained outward at full, female erection. She took a breast into a hand, massaging it independently of the other to show off its size and softness to him, then his gaze resumed its path downward, over her flat belly and its exquisite tone, a warrior’s tone. Then, at last, he saw the hairless, glistening mound of her pussy gliding back and forth over his cock, her thrusts bringing him to his ultimate size and hardness again, until pre-cum oozed from him with a visible ebb and flow. His seminal essence left the thin slit at the end of his cock flowed out onto his abdomen, trickling down his side with gravity. It began to turn creamy white, then both he and Kagura were ready for each other.
            Kikyo was still watching, watching silently so as to not interrupt, then Kohaku turned his head to look over at her regretfully. “Kikyo-sama…I’m sorry. I want Kagura so.”
            The undead miko shook her head with a faint smile. Her body thrummed with the sexuality emanating from Kagura in palpable waves, making her highly amenable to watching the wind witch ride ‘her’ Kohaku. “It’s all right. Enjoy her, now,” she absolved to him. “I’m in her, and I’m with you. Enjoy her, then through her, I’ll enjoy you.”
            Kagura was done fooling around, then. She wanted to do service to Kikyo, and wanted, needed to do service to herself, and Kohaku. That she would also be servicing Naraku was a non-issue to her. Ceasing her grinding strokes, she raised her hips and lifted her pussy from Kohaku’s huge cock, glistening strings of her body’s cream linking them afterward, and she adjusted her position so that she crouched over him on the balls of her feet, thighs spread wide. She reached down between their bodies and lifted his cock away from his abdomen, aiming its crown up into her body and carefully aligning it with her entrance, then she lowered her hips to take him into her at last.
            Kohaku trembled atop Naraku, trying to hold still as Kagura accepted his cock into her cunt. With Naraku’s ‘gift,’ he had never been so hard or huge, and Kagura was so hot and wet to take his new size. With gimlet, half-lidded eyes and his heart pounding in his heaving chest, he watched the silky outer petals of her pussy spread open around his cock’s head, then her inner petals followed suit, welcoming him to the coveted, artfully-concealed ring of her vaginal orifice. She paused, looking into his eyes as he verged on penetrating her – this was a sexual joining years in the making, then she embraced it wholeheartedly by letting go of herself, allowing gravity to seat her onto him.
            The head of Kohaku’s cock disappeared into Kagura’s pussy as the wind witch’s hips descended. It pushed her vaginal muscles apart in earnest, then inch after inch of the hard, thick shaft behind it followed. Kohaku and Kagura moaned together as their bodies became one: the contractions of her rippling internal texture drank him into her body with silent, lubricated gulps, and his cock answered those gulps with potent, thudding heartbeats to signal his body’s strength and virility. Soon, his cock’s crown kissed the mouth of her womb high up in her belly, then she held still, savoring the sensation of him buried so deep inside her, filling her completely.
            Naraku felt Kohaku’s ass constrict around his cock as Kagura sheathed the taijiya’s big, beautiful organ within herself, and he laughed heartily, sexily with a toss of his sable-maned head. Kohaku’s ass milked him as Kagura’s cunt did to the taijiya – he was effectively feeling his lovely incarnation’s breathtaking vaginal contractions through Kohaku, and by the same line of thinking, it would be as if he was breeding Kagura, through Kohaku in the opposite direction. Penetrating and penetrated at once, the taijiya warrior was a living medium for a brand new dimension of Naraku’s and Kagura’s dark bond. The oni lord began to think: had he thought to use Kagura in such a way, he might not have killed her when he did, all those years ago. Those years could have been spent growing closer to her, through nightly bouts of hedonistic pleasure she couldn’t resist…
            Kagura began to move, lifting her hips to raise her pussy up Kohaku’s cock by just a little bit and sinking back down. She hissed through her teeth by the sensation of his huge, hard thing moving inside her, opening her up and pressing against the deepest part of her. She looked down between her breasts to see a faint bulge creeping up and down her flat belly, subtly pushing her skin outward from within. Kohaku filled her, pleased her even more than Naraku and Byakuya could. Naraku and Byakuya were both very well endowed, big enough to fill her up to her womb, but Kohaku was so outrageously big as to stuff her womb deeper into her belly in order to complete their bodies’ union. It appears that his glorious fourteen inches was close to the maximum her body could handle. “Kohaku, fucking God,” she rasped at last. “You feel so fucking good…”
            For his own part, Kohaku shook in place, perspiring by the heat of Naraku’s body below him and within him, and Kagura’s above him and around him. He felt their hearts, powerful, closely-related demon hearts that knew the meaning of pleasure and guided the beat of his so that he could achieve that pleasure with them. He clenched his teeth, baring them and drooling over his contorted lower lip as Kagura began to deepen her strokes, gliding her beautiful pussy up and down his cock further and further each time. Soon, she was pumping herself over the full length of him, rising up until the rim of his cock’s thick head began to just barely emerge from her sex, and sinking down to take him all the way up to her womb, over and over. The sound of their joining was that of his turgid hardness displacing her creamy female juices from within her by the sheer tightness of their fit, and it became louder, clearer with the increasing energy of her movements: Gush. Gush. Gush. Gush.
            Naraku began to move as Kagura did, grasping Kohaku’s waist in his hands and hunching his hips up against the taijiya’s rear to shift his cock inside him. As Kagura rose up, Naraku drew his hips back from Kohaku’s ass, then as the wind witch sank back down, the oni lord surged back inside his taijiya lover/victim so that there was inertial balance between their bodies, with Kohaku at the center of it. The taijiya warrior was the fulcrum for their fucking, a fulckrum. They built their coital rhythm together to get him trembling and cursing quietly between them, and give him one of the most memorable sexual encounters of his life.
            Meanwhile, Kikyo pumped and swayed on the flesh-covered bedroom floor, where Naraku’s ‘regular’ tentacles held her securely in order to keep the ‘special’ one jabbed deep into her brain. As if inspired by her own name, she moved as a bell flower swaying in the wind - her hips thrust in time with Kagura’s, and she arched her back, tossing her head rearward to further emulate the wind witch’s passionate sexual actions. Perhaps more than back at the hot spring where she and Kohaku made love, she felt like a real woman again. If only vicariously, she felt as if her taijiya bodyguard’s now-enormous cock was pistoning through her pussy, not Kagura’s. “Kohaku…oh, Kagura,” she praised, feeling herself filling up with pleasure, with life again. “Do it harder! Please, HARDER!”
            Kagura gave up a throaty, sexy snarl/laugh and leaned over Kohaku as she fucked him harder, as Kikyo wanted. Harder and faster, and she made sure to go all the way down onto his cock, so that both she and Kikyo could feel him really pushing at her cervix. Her big breasts bounced beautifully almost directly in his face now, and she begged to him: “Touch me. Move with me.”
            Naraku helpfully slowed and finally stopped his thrusts into Kohaku’s ass, allowing the taijiya to begin moving himself between him and Kagura. Kohaku sprang into action – bracing his feet to Naraku’s bed, he used the powerful muscles in his calves, thighs, and hips to thrust up into Kagura’s sopping cunt, driving his monster cock to her hungry womb more forcefully than before. At the same time, he was effectively fucking himself on Naraku, gliding his ass up and down the oni lord’s huge, well-lubricated cock as he glided his own cock in and out of Kagura’s even better-lubricated core.
            Then, Kohaku’s eager hands were on Kagura’s spectacular body, starting by clasping her waist on either side to guide their hips together. He held her and beheld her, thanking the Kami above that he got to enjoy her like this at least once in his life. Succumbing to temptation, one of his hands soon left her waist to fondle and massage one of her gorgeous breasts, then his other hand joined the first to do the same to her other breast. Feverishly, he pushed her awesome, rocking tits up and around on her chest, apart and together, then up and down in opposite directions, finally slaking the lust for her he had carried with him his entire adult life.
            Kagura’s blood-red eyes fell closed and her ruby lips spread into a genuine, pleasured smile as she tilted her head back to bare the milky-white column of her throat, showing off to Kohaku (and Naraku) how much she enjoyed him. Arching her back again, she thrust her chest into Kohaku’s hands to happily let him have his way with her breasts, since Naraku had designed them especially for a male’s enjoyment right from the beginning. That it was Kohaku doing the enjoying felt so right to her. Then, her smile faded, replaced with an expression of stimulated seriousness as she felt her pleasure building. In addition to the eagerness of his hands, Kohaku’s huge cock seemed to touch all of her inside – the rim of his flared head stroked over the sweet spot along her anterior vaginal wall, and the general bulbous shape of it spread her inner muscles wide to make way for the thick, vein-filled shaft that sawed past them a split-second later. The repeated, deeply-penetrating stimulation took its toll on her, and she was soon visibly on the edge of orgasm.
            Thrust after thrust, Kohaku drove his cock up through Kagura’s hot, gripping pussy flesh, kissing the mouth of her womb again and again. Just as she felt her pleasure building, he felt his own beginning to threaten him, and he regretfully abandoned his hold on her breasts to clasp her waist in his hands again, in order to guide their bodies up to and through their climax. His big balls had pulled taut to his body, tense and nearly-unmoving in their smooth sac despite the vigor with which he pumped himself between Naraku and Kagura. His cock throbbed potently in Kagura’s cunt, his every heartbeat thudding against her vaginal muscles and jabbing her cervix for her to feel, and Naraku could feel the taijiya’s enhanced prostate beating alongside his own cock, through the anterior wall of his anal canal.
            “Good, Kohaku,” Naraku praised with an audible quaver in his sinful silky voice. “You’re getting close. Oh, so close, now. You may have noticed that you’ve stayed with Kagura throughout, taking everything she’s given you. Without my blessings, you would have squirted long ago, perhaps the very moment you entered her. And look at her now – she’s about to come, for you.”
            Kohaku felt his head beginning to spin. The orgasm he could feel welling up in him promised to be earth-shattering, unlike anything he had ever felt before. Armed with his new set of cock and balls from Naraku and all the incredible, semi-demonic potency that came with it, he would be climaxing directly inside Kagura’s body for the very first time, and she would take what he gave her to create new life: their child. And by the look on her face, she wanted every last drop from him. Kohaku’s heart pounded, its beat quickening and quickening as the orgasmic pressure within him approached its hot, throbbing crest.
            The smile Naraku wore on his handsome, yet simultaneously hideous face became truly twisted and his evil red eyes glowed, a glow matched in Kohaku’s eyes for Kagura to see. Kagura’s eyes glowed with theirs, and a dark, psychosexual link established between their minds. Beside them, Kikyo cried out in rapture as the flesh covering the floor beneath her, as well as all that which covered the walls and ceiling, pulsated as one, horrifying organ: BUMP…BUMP.
(Soundtrack: Bruce Dickinson – King in Crimson)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1DL7R-We3ZI
            The demon flesh’s evil, intensely-sexualized heartbeat reproduced that of Naraku’s, Kohaku’s, and Kagura’s hearts as they beat together, synchronized with their passion: BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP!! Naraku shared a measure of his demonic senses with Kohaku and the taijiya gasped again, his throat going raw from all the breathless, passionate gasping and moaning he had been doing throughout the night. He was closer than ever to the edge of orgasm as his already mind-blowing view of an incomparably-beautiful Kagura, fully nude, straddling his hips, and filled womb-deep with his cock, became one of inside her body. Naraku took control of Kohaku’s own internal perspective and plunged it into Kagura’s chest as the tip of an invisible, weightless dagger, where they could both look upon her heart as it hammered within her ribcage, between her rapidly-aspirating lungs.
            “LOOK,” Naraku ordered to Kohaku, hissing into the human male’s ear with loudest, craziest voice he could without shouting outright. His cock swelled brutally in the taijiya warrior’s ass as he indulged in one of his favorite kinks, and simultaneously, the unholy living walls of his bedroom beat more emphatically to match. “Do you see!? Kagura’s heart, pounding for YOU?”
            “Yes!” Kohaku cried in stimulated affirmation, feeling the throbbing liquid heat of fresh semen moving inside him, about to burst forth again. Just a few more strokes of Kagura’s pussy over his cock, plus a few more stabbing thrusts of Naraku’s cock in his ass, and he would come undone. By Naraku’s dark power, he saw Kagura’s heart beating inside her, its luscious red, youki-charged walls thumping, pumping with a woman’s ecstasy. “Kagura, your heart! GOD, YOUR HEART!!”
            Kagura took an indescribable thrill from Kohaku, and Naraku with him, taking such pleasure from looking into her body, seeing her heart beating inside her as she enjoyed the height of her sexuality. Cruelly, Naraku had denied her heart to her for so long, and now that she was re-united with it, it was one of the most powerful tools of pleasure available to her during sex, at least in the kinky encounters in which Naraku was involved. Leaning over Kohaku, she reached down and took one the taijiya warrior’s right hand into hers, and moved it up from the left side of her waist to bring it flush to her chest, just under her left breast, over her heart. “Yes, YES!” she snarled in agreement with Naraku, arching her back as if to thrust her heart into Kohaku’s palm. “Look, feel! Feel what you do to me, as I fucking come for you! Oh…it’s happening right now – I’m…I’m COMING!”
            Kohaku’s rich brown eyes widened as he felt the textured walls of Kagura’s pussy clench around his cock as she came hard, as hard as a female youkai in heat could possibly come. Consumed with female orgasm, her sheath produced a series of gripping, milking contractions that swept up his cock from base to head over and over again. Silently, her body spoke to his and told it of the path it wanted his seed to take, beckoning it in terms it couldn’t refuse. Her heart beat quicker and quicker under his palm, louder and louder in his soul, then Naraku forced his perspective from her chest down to her flat belly, into the innermost flesh that defined her as a woman. There, a perhaps even more precious organ of hers throbbed as it made ready to undertake its natural purpose…
            Kagura’s womb pulsated in time with her furious orgasmic heartbeat, and each time her pussy descended to swallow up the last meaty inch of him, Kohaku saw her hot, ready uterine chamber unite with his cock’s swollen, cum-oozing crown. Its living walls flexed to blossom as the petals of an ancient, internal reproductive flower. By Naraku’s dark power, her saw the countless folds of her vaginal muscles working the shaft of his cock, and driven by that incredible stimulation, his cock’s head swelled to completely cover her womb’s mouth each time they met. His big balls clenched in their sac, the first pang of climax struck him, and now the movement of his seed was irreversible.
            Naraku and Kagura each gave a smile and a sneer at once, the expression of a pair of sex-crazed demons that knew their chosen male, and a human, no less, was about to achieve his pleasure. Orgasming all the while, Kagura fucked herself on Kohaku’s cock faster and faster, expertly gliding her pussy up and down the full length of it, while Naraku matched her feverish pace by pumping his cock deep into Kohaku’s ass to follow his partners/victims over the edge. She shrieked with her pleasure and Naraku roared, with the full strength of his lungs: “Yes, yes, NOW! Kohaku!! Do it now! Give Kagura your SEED! COME INSIDE HER, AS I COME INSIDE YOU!!”
            Gritting his teeth and screwing his eyes shut, Naraku tossed his head back and sank his cock to his big balls in Kohaku’s hot, tight ass and held it there. In a reflexive final act before orgasm took him, the oni lord covered the taijiya warrior’s muscle-filled left pectoral with his left hand, to feel the his heart pounding beneath it, in the same way he did Kagura’s. His heavy balls clenched and pulsed between his thighs, wedged tightly to Kohaku’s body in their smooth, male sac, and the demon flesh covering the bedroom walls and floor pulsed with them: BUMP-BUMP! The horrible sexual beating sound, the sound of an unholy powerful demon lord getting off, intensified and accelerated: BUMP-BUMP, BUMP-BUMP, BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP!! And on that final crescendo of a BUMP came the hard, inseminating PUMP of Naraku’s cock throbbing brutally and exploding a mighty gout of hot, creamy cum deep, deep into Kohaku’s ass.
            PUMP! PUMP!! PUMP!!! PUMP!!!! Naraku’s cock beat potently inside Kohaku and explosively re-painted his body’s luscious pink interior creamy dripping off-white, and the sensation of massive wads of boiling hot demon seed hammering his insides once more set the taijiya off at last. Steadying his feet on the bed beneath him, Kohaku boldly gyrated his hips to fuck Naraku’s thickly-spewing cock and lunge his own cock up into Kagura’s willing female sheath, his enhanced prostate quivering for a moment before imploding with the hard contractions of outright orgasm. The PUMP of his own seed leaving his balls and coursing up his cock began, and the power of it exceeded even that of Naraku’s.
            “Kagura!” Kohaku cried, his chest heaving and diaphragm roiling visibly in his stomach as he sucked in the breath to produce the Wind Sorceress’ name again. Hot, thick semen rocketed up his cock for both of them to feel. “Oh, KAGURAAAA!!!”
            Kagura moaned long and loud, worshipping Kohaku wordlessly with her sultry, ultra-sexy voice as her own orgasm entered an incredible new phase. His cock pulsated within her with the rhythm of a man coming so fucking hard for her, and her womb anticipated his seed, opening wide to receive it. Using every fiber of discipline in her body, she stilled herself over him, her shapely thighs spread almost 180 degrees from each other to fully expose her cunt to him, and she let him fuck them both through the mind-bending pleasure of his first explosive, womb-filling, baby-making cumshot leaving his body for hers.
            Beside them, Kikyo felt all of Kagura’s orgasmic pleasure, basking in it as it washed over her, but retained enough presence of mind to switch her perspective back into her own body briefly. With some concern, she observed tiny droplets of pure, white cum beginning to seep out of the billions of pores in the demon flesh covering the interior of the bedroom. Soon, it was cascading down the walls in sperm-loaded waves, beginning to pool up on the floor. Along with Kohaku and Kagura, Naraku was coming, and as extensions of the oni lord’s body, the very walls were coming with him. Kikyo formulated a prayer in her mind and sent it off to the Kami above, as earnestly and honestly as she had ever done: ‘Gods, please forgive us lost, wretched creatures, and guide us back into the Light…’
            Kikyo switched her perspective back into Kagura’s body just in time to feel the first colossal jet of Kohaku’s hot cum finish its 14-inch journey and EXPLODE deep into the beautiful wind witch’s equally-beautiful pussy. PUMP!!! One after another, long, throbbing liquid gouts of Kohaku’s creamy white reproductive matter leapt from his throbbing monster cock and speared through Kagura’s cervix, pumping, pumping, PUMPING directly into her hungry wind demon womb. These enhanced ejaculations of his were so powerful that they did not merely splash the top wall of her womb, but collided with it, splattering forcefully, aggressively in every direction to coat her womb’s living pink walls and soak into them. PUMP! PUMP!! PUMP!!! Kohaku and Kagura cried out together, hearts pounding with the culmination of their pleasure as each hard PUMP of his cum erupting within her united their bodies as truly one again and again. Load after load, his boiling white cream pooled up at the bottom of her womb, then then the liquid level of it began to rise, inexorably higher and deeper into her body.
            Soon, each hard cumshot from Kohaku took on a double beat to its sound and sensation inside Kagura’s pussy: PUMP-PUM, PUMP-PUM, PUMP-PUM. The first beat was of his seed erupting into her body, and the second was that of his prostate reloading with still more, sucking it out of his balls as quickly as they could produce it. An ordinary man would have run dry by now, but not Kohaku, with Naraku’s evil sexual magic screaming through his veins, and his reproductive tract. Over and over, his big balls swelled and clenched between his thighs and the underside of his cock bulged out and sank back in, hammering against the rippling posterior wall of Kagura’s sopping cunt by the sheer volume and pressure of the ejaculations coursing through it.
            Kagura’s womb was hungry with the need to conceive, and her body’s most feminine entrails tugged at its walls to increase its volume and enable it to drink up as much of Kohaku’s essence as it possibly could. Soon, it was utterly flooded and visibly bulging in her flat belly, pumping as much with human life force as the contractions of such a powerful female orgasm. When it couldn’t take another drop, the tide of Kohaku’s copious seed turned and gushed back down along his cock inside Kagura’s pussy, creaming back out of her by sheer excess and soaking his cock’s lightly-haired base, pouring down between his thighs and down along his rear to drip off onto Naraku’s own cock and balls as they unloaded into his ass. Then, the taijiya warrior’s ass creamed over with Naraku’s cum as Kagura’s pussy did with his own, resulting in a sticky, slimy sexual mess of male and female fluid that finally flowed down along the muscular cheeks of Naraku’s rear and soaked into the bedding beneath. Right then, Kohaku was thoroughly fucked.
            Panting, Naraku hunched his hips against Kohaku’s rear a few more times as his orgasm ebbed, then sank himself fully into him and held himself there to conserve their shared body heat. He relaxed his neck to let his sable-haired head sink into the pillow beneath, then he closed his evil red eyes to rest. Similarly, Kagura’s labored breath hitched and began to audibly relax as her own pleasure crested, taking her down into the warm, soaring afterglow. Consumed with the joy of her chosen male filling her up so fully and so powerfully, Kagura lay down atop Kohaku once more and covered his chest with her big breasts to squeeze him between herself and Naraku, pinning him so that he had no choice but to lay still and enjoy the afterglow with them. All the while, she used her left hand to keep his right clasped to her heart, so that he could feel what he did to her. Then, with her other hand, she steadied his lower jaw between her thumb and all four opposing fingers, gazing into his eyes and complimenting him of his incredible virility with a hot kiss.
            As Naraku’s, Kohaku’s, and Kagura’s hot bodies cooled and calmed, so did the flesh covering the bedroom walls. The beating from it throttled back from a frenzied, orgasmic pounding to a slower, steady bump-bump, bump-bump: the sound of recuperation after very hard, very satisfying sex. Meanwhile, for Kikyo, in addition to all the most immediate sensations of orgasm, Kagura’s pleasure had also manifested as points of bright, colored light blotting out parts of her vision, as if the world around her was silently exploding. She squeezed her eyes shut briefly, then reopened them carefully to refocus her vision, and she was treated to the sight of Naraku, Kohaku, and Kagura resting together, kissing, nuzzling, caressing to express their post-coital emotions in physical terms.
            Naraku’s hands were all over Kohaku, Kagura’s were all over Kohaku as well, and Kohaku’s were all over Kagura in reciprocation. Kagura separated her lips from Kohaku’s, and the well-fucked taijiya warrior caught his breath with sighs of pure sexual satisfaction. “Mmmm…babe,” the Wind Witch cooed hotly to him, nipping his chin lightly to keep him awake. “My babe…my mate. Father of my fucking child, you fucked me so good. I feel your cum in me right now. It’s so hot…”
            Naraku chuckled darkly, opening his eyes again. “Hot, and potent,” he added to Kagura’s praise. “Alive with the desire for an egg.” Still holding Kohaku’s head by his hair, he shook the swooning taijiya to rouse him. “Don’t you go to sleep just yet – you’ll miss what comes next.”
(Soundtrack: Carcass – Heartwork)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VycNirumBh0
            Kagura sat upright over Kohaku again, blushing and perspiring from the taijiya’s incredible sexual performance. Rivulets of sweat slipped down her hot skin all over her gorgeous body: down her smooth forehead and elegant female brows, her temples and neck, her shoulders and arms, the centerline of the spider-shaped brand that covered her back, and finally, down and off her big breasts and rosy nipples. But no place on her body was hotter and needed more perspiration to cool it than her flat belly, and her cum-flooded womb within it. There, her ovaries rang with delight as Kohaku’s powerful seed coursed into her fallopian tubes to stimulate them directly, and then her precious egg was on the move, ready beyond ready for fertilization. Her blood-red eyes became half-lidded, then fell totally closed with a flutter of her black lashes, her expression one of a woman intently anticipating her own impregnation.
            Once released from its ovary, a human woman’s egg was passively mobile within her body, moved by muscular contractions, fluid convection, and simple inertia, but Kagura’s was active, eagerly seeking that which sought it. Propelled by a vector of thrust from the youki that radiated from within it, her demonic ovum cut through a creamy white sea made up of trillions of wriggling potential cellular suitors, gradually surrounded by hundreds, then thousands, then hundreds of thousands at once. Naraku’s ‘blessing’ had enhanced every aspect of Kohaku’s reproductive ability, the size of his cock and balls and the volume of his cumshots most obviously, but also his sperm count. In terms of sperm count and ignoring other arenas, he was now on par with InuYasha, possibly even Sesshomaru at the height of demonic breeding season. Together, Kagura, Kohaku, and Naraku stilled their breaths and concentrated their linked minds as they awaited the union of sperm and egg in the wind witch’s cum-filled belly.
            And once more, where Kagura’s egg had rejected Naraku’s sperm and Byakuya’s, it rejected Kohaku’s, as well. Kagura’s eyes snapped open and her heart began to quicken fearfully, Naraku’s and Kohaku’s matched its escalating beat, and the bedroom’s living walls emphasized it all: bump-bump, bump-bump, BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP!
            As ready for fertilization as it was, Kagura’s egg impassively assessed the sperm thrusting frantically against its outer membrane, seemingly unimpressed with them and allowing none to pass through. The pleasure in Kagura’s blood turned to horror: “No…NO!” she cried, and Naraku’s and Kohaku’s expressions turned with hers. Immediately, she began to fuck herself on Kohaku’s throbbing, continuously-ejaculating cock again and use the blunt collision of his cock’s head with her womb’s mouth to churn up the huge amount of semen he had pumped into her, then hopefully put her egg into contact with sperm it would accept.
            It was a futile gesture. Kohaku’s sperm soon exhausted their limited chemical energy and ceased to move, dying off by the thousands, millions, billions, absorbed by Kagura’s body but otherwise not used for the conception of a child. For Kagura, pleasure turned to horror turned to rage: “Fuck, fuck, FUCK! NoooooOOOOOOO!!!!”
            The bedroom’s flesh-covered walls pulsed again, emulating the rapid souring of Kagura’s pleasure, with an ominous pause between the beats: BUMP……BUMP. Then, it was back to its former frenzied rhythm, one of constant, searing pain now, and the pure, white cum that had been seeping from the flesh’s pores up until then suddenly turned red. Semen turned to bright-red, oxygen-rich blood and it cascaded down the walls in sanguine falls, mixing with the semen that had pooled up on the floor to make an awful red/white, mineral/metal-smelling mess.
            Kagura’s heart slammed violently in her chest with her womb’s rejection of Kohaku’s sperm, as if threatening to bruise her lungs and break through her ribs. “PLEASE!” she begged with a desperation Naraku had never heard, not even in the twisted, murderous moment he returned her heart to her, seven years earlier. Right then, she could have been begging to him, to the gods above, or to the weave of Fate itself. “Give me a child! A CHILD!! Make this heat of mine STOP!!!”
            Squeezing her eyes shut, Kagura cried out through clenched teeth as the blood vessels in her neck bulged out with her dangerously rising blood pressure, and the same effect ravaged Naraku and Kohaku. Her body had resolved to either conceive new life, or destroy itself, and it would destroy her lovers with her. Kohaku yelped, his first sound of anything but pleasure in a while, and Naraku grunted sharply with him, with wide, horrified eyes. The oni lord had used his dark magic to link their hearts for their shared pleasure, and now, they might share the same fate: that of a sudden, lethal, communal heart attack.
            And it was shaping up to be more than just a heart attack: Kohaku still had his hand clasped to Kagura’s heart under her left breast, and involuntarily, his hand spread out to a grasping posture, then his fingers curled to turn it into a clawing one. He tried to pull his hand back and found that it was stuck fast, as if being drawn into Kagura’s chest, bit by bit. The muscles in his entire arm defied him. Soon, his fingernails had sunk far enough into her skin to draw blood, crimson droplets of her burning hot youkai blood flowing down her heaving ribcage as miniature versions of the unholy bloodfalls the bedroom walls had turned into. Either her heart was trying to suck his hand in, or he was trying to dig her heart out, and either case would be a horrifying one, utterly drenched in blood.
            At the same time, Naraku’s hand acted in the same way as Kohaku’s, clawing at the taijiya warrior’s heart as he clawed at Kagura’s. The smooth, muscle-filled skin of the taijiya’s pectoral dimpled beneath Naraku’s fingertips, then each dimple filled up with blood as the oni lord’s fingernails punctured his skin. Kohaku screamed in mounting agony as Naraku’s fingers penetrated the dense muscle of his pectoral, blunting against his ribs inside him and beginning to crush them inward. “Naraku, stop! STOP!”
            The frenzied, frightened pounding of Kohaku’s heartbeat beckoned Naraku’s fingers deeper, deeper. The oni lord found that not only could he not withdraw his hand from Kohaku’s chest, he couldn’t even phase it out of normal existence so that it didn’t interact with the taijiya’s flesh. Some truly evil part of his spirit, or perhaps the Shikon no Tama, was forcing him to go for Kohaku’s heart the hard way, the bloody, messy painful way. Regarding Kohaku’s plea for him to stop, he could only reply: “I…I CAN’T!!” Naraku’s element was one of control, and now, to his terror, he was completely out of it.
            BUMPBUMP!! BUMPBUMP!! BUMPBUMP!! BUMPBUMP!! The pounding in the bedroom’s living walls was as a psychotic crescendo now and the amount of blood hemorrhaging from them overwhelmed the flow of the demonic cum, creamy white blotted out by cherry red. The level of blood was ankle-deep inside the bedroom and climbing rapidly, turning Naraku’s bed into a white raft on a roiling crimson sea and rapidly saturating it. Blood rained from the flesh-covered ceiling, soaking the silk veil around the bed. Then, in a sickening exclamation point to the madness of it all, the blood’s flow stopped abruptly as bulbous nodules of demon flesh squeezed out of the countless pores in the walls, then began to pulsate and grow. Gradually, they enlarged and reshaped themselves into beating disembodied hearts – hundreds, thousands. Perhaps copies of Naraku’s, Kohaku’s, or Kagura’s hearts, or even those of any of Naraku’s countless past victims.
            The horrible, synchronized beating of several hundred hearts together squeezed in on Naraku’s, Kohaku’s, and Kagura’s vulnerable minds, while cutting through the flood of sensations Kikyo received through Naraku’s ‘special tentacle.’ She insulated her mind from its input to avoid going mad, then focused her reiki in such a way that her skull slowly spat out Naraku’s special tentacle, like one spitting out the seed of a fruit. Once it came free from her, her consciousness was confined to her own body again, just before gaping, vaguely-human mouths formed in the walls amongst the beating hearts, mouths that began to scream, the sound of humans souls lost to Naraku over the decades.
            Blood streamed from Kagura’s nose as the various small vessels inside spilled open from her nearly-fatal blood pressure, and her eyes snapped open as her ribs began to crack and buckle beneath Kohaku’s fingers. At the same time, the taijiya’s ribs began to fail beneath Naraku’s fingers. Death was almost upon them all. The hearts that had grown from the walls reached a fibrillating pace together, then began to burst, one by one. POP. POP. POP, POP, POPPOPPPOPP-POP!! Blood vomited copiously from the walls with the hearts’ rapid-fire explosions, splattering the silk veil around Naraku’s bed and drenching poor Kikyo outside it. Then, just before Naraku, Kohaku, and Kagura could kill each other by crushing or tearing out each other’s hearts, Kikyo gathered her reiki and released it in a powerful wave that purified the copious amount of hot demon blood off her body, and washed over Naraku, Kohaku, and Kagura at once.
            Sanity rushed back into Naraku’s, Kohaku’s, and Kagura’s minds like a cool wind over their hot skin, or as a breath of fresh air into their lungs. Dizzy, Kagura pulled herself off Kohaku’s cock, a flood of his cum following him out of her, and she toppled over onto the blood-soaked bed next to him. Swiftly, Naraku shoved Kohaku off him to the opposite side, then leapt onto Kagura to pin her down. She was still in agony by her unfulfilled breeding heat and she thrashed against Naraku’s superior weight, to which he responded by leaning into her to hold her still.
            “Kill me,” Kagura begged darkly to Naraku, her eyes wide as she felt the pain of not achieving her impregnation swelling up into her chest as a flood of tiny, stabbing daggers. Her womb and the ovaries connected to it were a source of pleasure and pain at the same time, and she wanted to reach into herself to dig them out, and be rid of them. “Please.”
            Naraku regarded Kagura silently, then raised a hand above her, forming his fingers into a blade. Perhaps to tear out her throat, or perhaps to plunge it into her chest to rip her wide open. After a moment of thoughtful introspection, he slipped off her to lay alongside her, then pressed his hand to her flat belly, over her womb as it throbbed with a full load of Kohaku’s cum. He poured his body-altering shouki into her, coating her burning womb and ovaries with it to soothe them and push the pain out of her, if only temporarily.
            Kagura relaxed visibly and closed her eyes, tears streaming from them in her relief. She couldn’t take much more of this – reaching such a sex-crazed state and not satisfying the underlying biological need. Naraku was strangely sympathetic to her: “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry,” he said to her. “I did not anticipate it to be so difficult for you to become pregnant.” He turned his head to glance at Kohaku behind him, reviewing the taijiya warrior with a judgmental expression. “Perhaps we have not yet found the right seed.”
            Kohaku glowered at Naraku, but did not reply, understanding that his position was a dangerous one. Naraku had taken his jewel shard and brought him back to life for the purpose of fathering a child with Kagura, a purpose which he had now failed. The oni lord turned his face away from Kohaku dismissively and sat, then stood up, stepping off his bed and through the veil surrounding it into the grotesque pool of blood his bedroom had become. Kohaku then took up the space where Naraku had lay, sidling up to Kagura to comfort her with himself in a less sexual way, this time.
            Naraku looked around his bedroom’s gory scene, the walls decorated with rent-open ribbons of flesh where functional beating hearts had been, the mouths between them frozen into silent screams. Daringly, he focused his gaze onto Kikyo, looking into her eyes for the first time since she arrived. Cleansed of demon blood by her reiki’s purification, among those present in the room, she was cleanest in body, if not in mind. Conspicuously, the undead miko did not take advantage of her direct line of sight with Naraku to try and kill him, as she had to Byakuya, a fact Naraku was immediately aware of with a dark smile.
            A hole formed in the bedroom floor, beneath the churning surface of the blood, then the red liquid drained away with an audible, sucking slurp, the runoff from a sadistic sexual apocalypse. The flesh covering the walls and floor also retreated, leaving the bedroom’s interior in unmolested condition once more. Naraku strode over to stand above Kikyo, then released her from his tentacles and pulled her onto his feet, his body thrumming with an attraction to her unlike that which he felt for Kohaku or Kagura.
            “Kagura. Kohaku,” Naraku spoke, gazing into Kikyo’s eyes as if to provoke her to attack him. “You may go.” He glanced over their lovely nude bodies, soaked in various places with sexual fluids and his own unholy demonic blood. “Have a bath, I suggest. Kikyo and I have business to discuss.”
            Kohaku looked away from Kagura as she rested beside him, then over to Kikyo. He locked eyes with those of his miko mistress and she nodded at him, giving him her permission to leave. His expression was a questioning one and she assured to him: “It’s okay. I’ll be all right. Or, as ‘all right’ as can be.”
            Reluctantly, Kohaku looked away from Kikyo and back to Kagura, sitting up beside her on Naraku’s bed and helping her to sit up with him. Having lived through Naraku’s craziness by the thinnest of margins, they helped each other to stand up, with Kagura regaining her strength a little more quickly than Kohaku by her demonic constitution. When the shoji door to the bedroom slid open by Naraku’s telekinetic magic, the wind witch didn’t waste a moment, and took one of Kohaku’s hands to all but drag him out of the room. Kohaku looked into Kikyo’s eyes once more, fearing it might be the last time, then once he and Kagura were out of the bedroom, the shoji door snapped closed to lock them out.
            Now, Kikyo was all Naraku’s, or perhaps the other way around.

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A Twist in the Myth