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Black Widow

Title: Black Widow

Author: Inu Hanyou Nikkie

Pairing/Characters: Kikyou/Naraku

Rating: R-MA

Genre: Canon,

Words: 300

Summary: A meeting between two. Only who is the true spider?

Warnings: violent sex implications. Tentacle sex. Blood play. Mention of soul-rape. Dark Kikyou

A/N:Won Third Place at the LJ Comm InuRomp.

Disclaimer : I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi, Shounen Sunday, VIZ. I am only using them for pure entertainment value only.

Black Widow

I can feel your tentacles as it slithers up my hakama, stopping to stroke at my ankles before the tips sharpen and cut the skin. I groan lowly but do nothing to stop your advances. I pray to the Kamis that the worthless dog will not interfere this time.

Gentle? Tenderness? Love? Lover’s caresses? These things make me sick. I despise having to be the gentle one, the loving miko-saviour when I want to bleed. When I want to be hurt. When the only time I want to scream a name is when I’m in agony. Same for you, my most hated enemy. You yearn to scream my name in torment and not passion.

I have never been happier to be ‘reborn’ in this clay shell. Free. So free to feel the way I want, to be the way I want. . . .

Your tentacles have entered my hakama through the side slits and my haori now and I can feel them coiling, slithering, slipping and sliding against my body. The spell we use everytime we meet allows for my body to be of flesh and blood for a day. But that is enough for us. . . for now. . . to feed our deepest and darkest lusts.

I tremble as I await for when you will violate me with your tentacles even as you yank me down onto your cock which you transform into a thick tentacle with offshoots. These writhing tentacles all pumping in and out of my drenched, soaking pussy at different speeds and violent motions. I curse my feeble body for not being demon enough for you. Only the feel of hot blood flowing that can ease that disappointment, even as I rape your blackened, shriveled soul to rip those throat-tearing screams from you.