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Paring: Kurama/Yoko x Fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit (MDNI)

Word Count: 4.1K

Warnings: Jealous Kurama, Yoko portrayed as an inner voice at times, cheating, hints at sex with Yomi, semi-public sex? (they have sex at a hot spring but no one else is around), pet names (love, baby), unprotected sex (please let me know if I have missed anything!)

Summary: You had thought your lover from centuries ago was gone for good. Until he showed up and saw you in the arms of another man.

a/n: hello! this is my submission for Kurama Appreciation week, hosted by @yyh-revival I hope y'all enjoy! Thank you endlessly to my friends and beta's @lady-lunaaa and @gixxie I love y'all so much!

The shock and anguish that flows through Kurama when seeing you is overwhelming. He can't gather himself quickly enough as the feelings overcome every fiber of his being like a tsunami. But another emotion is simmering just beneath the surface as he watches you lace your delicate hand around the outstretched forearm in front of you. Rage. The unbridled rage takes him back to his younger days when he acted before thought.

He should have known, should have been prepared for something like this. It’s not like you could just disappear when he made his escape to the Spirit World. But he can’t take his eyes off of you. You look stunning, a pale blue dress clinging perfectly to every curve as it runs down your body like a waterfall and gracefully touches the floor. You will always be the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

No other woman ever caught his eye the way you did. That mischievous look that forever glints in your gaze, matching his own, is what pulled him in so long ago. And he can't forget you, not even after centuries apart. You always resurface for him no matter how hard he tries to just be Suichi. No one compares to you and no one ever will.

But he knows this is wrong. What's happening right here causes every part of Kurama to go back to that age old rage. The centuries-old being inside him screaming to get out, climbing up his throat to get to you and rip apart the man standing next to you. He watches as if time is moving in slow motion as you let out a melodic giggle and lean your head against the other male’s bicep.

A male that was once his right-hand man, one he had to punish when he took a step out of line, the one who had called him here knowing very well what you shared with Yoko so long ago. The rage flares again at the thought, what a snake. Someone he used to trust with his life has stolen one of his most important treasures. He knows that he couldn't have expected you to wait around for him to return, but he never thought this would be the outcome.

He can't tear his eyes from the two of you, gracefully making your way down the stone stairway. And even though Yomi can't see you, the beaming smile on his face tells Kurama everything he needs to know. His throat feels dry, and every clever word he imagines spitting to this king of Gandara washes away.

Kurama isn’t accustomed to this feeling. A feeling of loss, a sense of defeat. He doesn't think he ever told you, but he loved you–hell still loves you. And seeing you only lights up that feeling inside of him more. If he has any idea why he was called here, he wouldn’t hesitate to fly up those stairs to you. Remind you of his lips without even a second thought of what his previous cohort thought.

But he can’t risk that, can’t risk getting slaughtered in front of you. He can’t put it past the goat demon to rub this in his face, especially after he became blind. Kurama knows he himself can’t forgive after something like that either.

His eyes keep falling over you, watching each and every movement of your lithe body as you descend the stairs with Yomi. He can't even bring himself to look at Yomi though. He can't tear away his gaze from you, it’s like everything else is a blur. But he knows he needs to for the sake of this meeting with Yomi. He can't just stare at you the entire time, you make his mind fuzzy. Not that Yomi would actually be able to see him, but he's sure that somehow he would be aware.

But something in him aches and longs to be near you. To just hear your voice. To feel the soft touch of your skin against his again. It's been so long the demon inside of him can barely contain himself. Kurama sucks it up, though. Ripping his gaze away from you to look at his old partner, it’s painful to pull away from a goddess to look at the person who makes him want to destroy this entire kingdom.

Time only increases Yomi's height and muscular build, filling him out from a scrawny young adult into a full grown male. It makes Kurama feel small at that moment, standing there in his human form. He doesn’t belong in the Demon World anymore; it’s an alien world to him now. But you're here, beautiful and ravishing, taking every ounce of space in his brain. But you’re also with Yomi, and well taken care of by the looks of it.

If Kurama could think rationally, he would tell himself that Yomi is a good man for you, the best partner he could’ve picked. Sometimes hot-headed and quick to react but a good partner. It makes him rethink all the time the three of you spent together. Was there ever a spark between the two of you that he missed? Or is this purely after he went missing? He's not sure he wants to know the answer. Because if the two of you did have something back then it might shatter him whole.

But he doesn’t have much longer to dwell on his thoughts as Yomi greets him, his voice booming. "Welcome, old friend!" Yomi outstretches the arm you aren't holding on to in the form of a greeting. "Things have changed since we last saw each other." The message is clear as day even though there are so many unsaid words.

Kurama's green eyes flash to your face, unable to keep himself away from you for too long. The smile you wore earlier is more demure now; he can see how tense you are, holding yourself as you watch what unfolds. He can't blame you; in their heyday Yomi and he were brutal, and it wouldn't be surprising for the two of them to fight. The thought sends a satisfying feeling to the demon lurking inside, thoughts of ripping Yomi in two.

"Hello, Yomi," Kurama's response is short as he bides his words like playing an intricate game of chess. One wrong move could destroy the whole game.

"I can hear your heart racing, Kurama; I'm not here to demand penance for what happened so long ago. But let's go inside and discuss the reason I called you," Yomi beckons his guest as he turns with you to enter his castle. Before you turn, you lock eyes with Kurama, and he swears his heart stops at the slight glance. This was going to be trouble.

Yomi asks you to wait in the meeting room while he shows Kurama something "vital." And so you do. It's easier not to be near Kurama, honestly. Even though he looks nothing like the infamous Yoko, you can feel the energy pacing back and forth inside him. Like a caged animal ready to pounce as soon as the door opens. You're unsure if he's angry or what emotion is seeping from him. But whatever it is, it's intense and fills the air with heaviness when he's around.

This time alone also allows you to calm yourself. Over the many years of being with Yomi, you've learned how to relax your body so that he can't pick up on those cues when you're anxious, scared, or angry. You're incredibly thankful for that today because when you saw Kurama, the feeling of the world crumbling beneath you hit you. It’s been centuries since you last saw him.

When he ran away forever. Well, forever until now. You were heartbroken when he left without as much as a kiss. But over your years, you understand that he did it for his own safety.

Selfish? Yes, but you can't deny you wouldn't have done the same. The Demon World is a dog-eat-dog universe, and even though you'd like to believe what you and Kurama share is deep and special, everyone still looks out for themselves.

That eventually morphs into how you and Yomi became an item. He came to you not too long after being blinded. At the time, neither of you knew Kurama was the one who ordered the hit. You think back to that time and truthfully, both of you were hurting and reeling from being abandoned by Kurama. And those feelings brought the two of you together.

You’re the one who nursed Yomi back to health. Helping him learn to explore the world without sight. It seems inevitable that the two of you would end up together. Everything the two of you did was intimate, and you constantly touched and were his guide for a long while until he could sense things outside of sight. But the touches remained even after he gained his bearings and could navigate the world like he always had. Soft caresses on his toned bicep, running your hands through his long obsidian hair, and finally, more intimate touches that lead to heated kisses that brought the two of you to his bedroom.

He explores your body like no other person, taking each moment to trace every dip and curve of you. While it isn’t nearly as passionate as love-making with Yoko, it’s sensual and deep, and lust eventually turned into feelings. Yomi brings his most vulnerable side to you over and over as time goes on. But what really struck you was his confession about how he always admired you.

You suppose you were too caught up on Yoko to see any lingering glances Yomi had thrown your way at that time. But it makes your heart flutter. Especially when he admitted he wished he could have seen all of you before losing his sight. That tenderness he gave only to you made you stay by his side. But guiltily, you always thought about Yoko. Wondered if he was still alive, missing him, and wished he was still here.

Not that Yomi isn’t good to you. In fact, he’s terrific all around, cares for you, provides for you, and promises you a seat next to him as he rises to be the king of his territory. Is it possible to love two simultaneously even when one of them might be dead? You aren’t sure, but you know that deep down, the feelings for Yoko remain. Heavy and haunting like an unwanted spirit.

But as centuries continue to pass, you come to the conclusion that Kurama was never coming back. And so you go on with your life as Yomi rises to power. Enjoying his triumphs during the day and spending heated nights together. But you don’t know all the secrets Yomi has looming including his plan to have Kurama return to the Demon World.

Especially after finding out who ordered the hit on him, it fills Yomi with rage and only pushes him to show Kurama everything he’s lost, including you. Yomi wants to ensure Kurma feels every single bit of pain possible, and you’re such a big part of that plan. He can't lie; he has always loved you in some sense or another. Working so close with Yoko allowed him to spend so much time with you.

He loves how you can quip back and forth with him so quickly. You’re beautiful to him in every sense of the word. Yomi is thankful he was able to see so much of your beauty before being blinded. He knows he made rash decisions when he was younger but also knew better than to pursue another demon's woman. So instead of fighting it out with Yoko he watches and pines over you for centuries, wondering what life would be like if you were his. And then, after Yoko flitted off to Spirit World, the two of you continued to grow closer and he took his chance.

He can’t say that you were always enamored with him like he was with you, but he saw how you grew to love him. You always support him as he rises to the top. But as insightful as Yomi is, he missed the lingering feelings entirely that you still carried for Yoko.

After Kurama endured the discovery of the demon he had hired to kill Yomi, was living in this vast estate's basement and saw that demon's death, he was more than a bit shaken up. Yomi instantly picks up on his discomfort and the racing of his heart. But what’s more unnerving than that scene are his final words as the two walked out of the dungeon.

"You'll do your best to remember she's no longer yours. Touch her, and you die," Yomi's statement is stone cold and sends a low growl deep inside Kurama from the demon aching to be free.

Kurama is worried less about Yomi and more about Yoko at that point. Kurama knows he can withstand a fight against Yomi, but he’s struggling to control the force inside of him, trying to rip its way out. He recognizes it's wise of him to stay clear of you because that might only fuel the power swirling inside of him. He can feel the rage and disagreement of the ancient demon as he makes his choice to steer clear of you.

As much as he longs for your touch, the human part of him wants to return home to his mother and doesn't want to think of the outcome if he ends up dying here. He knows that would rip his mother to shreds. But fate is a cruel mistress, and she’s about to use temptation as her tool to make Kurama her plaything.

It’s his third day in the kingdom of Gandara when fate finally plays its hand. Kurama tries to learn your schedule so he can stay away from you as much as possible. But he didn't account for changes; the ordinarily cool and calculated fox utterly overlooks that maybe you don’t follow the same schedule every day.

It’s late in the evening, stars and moon twinkle in the sky. Most of the city is fast asleep as he approaches the hot springs in the back of the estate. He likes the privacy and the quiet to think after being in meetings all day about the upcoming reunion with Yusuke. And because he goes so late, he’s able to be alone. But tonight is different as the blood-red moon shines above the hot springs, the sound of trickling water reaching his ears.

As Kurama approaches the springs, he’s shocked for a second by another presence in his typically deserted, quiet place. What surprises him even more, though, is who’s there. The moonlight is the only thing guiding his eyesight to you. He'd recognize you in the darkest light, but you look ethereal in light of the moon cascading off your skin, the warm water surrounding your body still from the lack of movement.

You’re absolutely stunning to him. He knows that if he was just a mere human, this would be when his breath would catch in his throat at the sight of you. You’re leaning your head back against a smooth rock at the far end of the springs, eyes shut. You look so blissful, trapped away in your own oasis.

His emerald eyes travel down your face to your neck and finally rest on your exposed breasts, peaking just above the water. Modesty in the Demon World has a different meaning than in the Human World. Demons don’t really care too much about nudity. But it’s been centuries since Kurama has seen your exposed body like this. His memories are the only thing he had to rely on, and they didn't even compare to the sight before him.

He tries to calm the raging demon within him clawing to get out to taste and feel you. Kurama knows he should turn around this instant, that he can’t control Yoko if he stays. The pull to you is too strong for him to resist. He loses his nerve instantly, though, when your eyes open slowly.

"I thought I heard someone," your voice is soft, like wind chimes on a peaceful day. A smile plays on your lips as the water starts to ripple around you when you move closer to him. You make no move to cover yourself, and Kurama has to battle with Yoko to stop him from letting out his animalistic instincts.

"I can feel him, practically hear him, you know?" Your question doesn’t require a response, but Yoko purrs loudly from inside of Kurama. The ache to touch you, to pull you out of the water and reclaim what's his, is making Kurama dizzy. Even just this interaction can be a death sentence for you both. But he can't ignore the pull, the longing, the need to be with you.

Kurama grips the white towel around his waist as if it will give him more control of the situation. He's stuttering for words in his head, anything that won't damn him further.

"You're going back, right? After everything is done, you don't plan on staying," your voice is quiet as the smile falls from your face.

It's true. Kurama has no intention of being king of the Demon World. He wants to go home and live a normal life for once. Yoko snarls from inside of him at the thought of being away from you. But he nods silently, a confirmation of your earlier question.

You move even closer, right to the edge of the springs, and gaze up at him with the most beautiful expression he's ever seen. He knows if you touch him, he's done. Yoko will come out and take complete control. But he can't bring himself to leave you, to walk away from you. Yoko is practically screaming inside of him to let go.

"Yoko, he–ah, he wants to come out. You call to him," the usually calm and collected fox stumbles over his words as he watches the seductive sway of your body in the water. Saliva pools in his mouth as he watches you move.

"Please let me see him one last time. It's been centuries," you plead with him, eyes calm and seductive, staring straight up into his soul.

And that's what does him in, it snaps the cord Kurama has been holding tightly since he arrived, and with a wave of white smoke, he is no longer in control. As the smoke clears, long silver hair and golden eyes emerge, the towel previously clenched tightly lays on the ground, and Yoko is just as bare as you are.

The moon's light streams onto both of you, illuminating the area. His eyes travel your form with a devilish smile that now matched your own. Leaning down to you, you press your head against his knee, and he kisses your temple softly before nestling his nose in your hair, soaking in every ounce of you after being apart for so long. As his eyes close, he feels excitement bubble up inside him at the prospect of spending one last moment with you.

One of his larger hands finds its way to your smaller one and clutches it. You smile up at him, wanting and knowing this is right even though it is so very wrong. Even without words, the two of you connect so seamlessly.

"Are you sure, my love?" His voice is deep and sends shivers up your exposed skin.

"Yes, I've thought about you every day since our last time together," you shiver in anticipation.

Without any hesitation, Yoko slips into the warm water with you. "Are you enjoying your time here?" you ask quietly as he sits next to you. You find yourself absentmindedly tracing fingers on his defined chest, catching water droplets as they move down his skin.

"It's definitely not been easy," he chuckles as his arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you into his lap. The smile that grows on his face is genuine, just for you. An indication of tenderness gleaming in his golden irises. "But right here with you, this has been the best part so far."

"Yomi hasn't been welcoming, I assume," you tease him as he lets out a low growl.

He silences you by sliding a hand up your neck and pulling you into a kiss. The soft, delicate connection voices more than words can.

What can Yoko say? He misses you endlessly trapped inside of Kurama. Thoughts of you plague him daily. He longs to touch you, gaze at you, and hold you. His love for you never ceases over these years.

The kiss slowly becomes more passionate as his hands roam on your body underneath the surface, teasing you by ghosting over your sensitive areas. Making you unsure whether he should halt out of nervousness of being caught but not wanting him to stop because your body is begging for more.

"Yoko," you murmur against his lips, your tone wavering.

"Shhhhh," he mumbles back. "We don't want to get caught." His teeth tug at your bottom lip before releasing it. Your lips come together once more, his tongue slipping into your mouth as his thumb teases your clit.

"I haven't been able to tell you for so long how beautiful you are," his voice is husky as he whispers the words against your forehead.

Golden eyes stare down at you as he shifts you onto the hard stone surrounding the springs and grabs one of your legs to wrap around his waist. Centuries of waiting, and the two of you can’t hold back any longer. The tip of his cock you worshiped so long ago presses against your damp entrance as he looms over you. He presses quick kisses all over your face and neck as he whispers more endearments. Yoko slowly moves his hips forward and slips his cock into you. Your gasps of pleasure are music to his ears.

He gives you a moment to adjust to him before he continues to rock his hips into you. Yoko wants to take every moment to shower you with the affection he hasn't been able to give to you for far too long before setting a pace. Your soft walls embrace his member and suck him in as his cock strokes against your g-spot. Your gentle moans echo near his silver ears. You couldn't stop from wrapping your other leg around him and pulling him closer to you. Yoko takes this moment to link his hand with yours; as he does, you give his hand a squeeze. With that silent encouragement, he speeds up his pace slightly. As risky as it was, he was keen on filling up the atmosphere with your cries as well as his.

"Yoko," you whine, unable to complete your original thought.

"Hush, love, I'm not going anywhere right now," he groans; a little chuckle escapes his lips as he brings them down to meet yours; he revels in capturing your sighs and whimpers. He removes his hand, holding your leg to find your nipples, gently teasing and squeezing them before trailing his way down to your clit. Gently stroking fast circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, he feels your walls grip around his cock. "That's it. Do you like that baby?"

Your kisses become lax as you feel that tight coil inside of you. It became tighter with every thrust, every touch, and every kiss that connected the two of you at this moment. Your mind was wrapped in a haze as Yoko sighed quiet praises into your skin. Your orgasm was approaching, and Yoko’s was not far behind.

"Please, I need all of you, Yoko," you whimpered, your voice shaky from the repetitive thrusts.

"Yeah, baby, don't worry," he replies, his breathing growing rough. "I'm going to give it all to you."

You nod as his thrusts quicken, moans spilling from your lips as the coil tightens inside you. Your cunt flutters around him as his cock twitches, and finally, in a symphony of gasps and moans, your climaxes crash into you both. Yoko slows as the two of you come down; he peppers kisses all around you as he lazily grinds his hips, not wanting to separate.

As the two of you come down, breaths intertwine as you calm down before he slides his cock out of you with a soft sigh. He wraps his arms around you before placing another gentle kiss on your temple.

He knows that Kurama will take over again soon, but he doesn’t regret this final moment with you, no matter the costs. This night proves that somehow, maybe in another lifetime, your souls would find each other again.

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