Author's Note: This is a request for Lewriter. It is a rough lemon between Kurama (while in Youko form) and Karasu. My first attempt at this pairing so please leave comments and CC (as always...no flames).

The Reasons I Will Win

Kurama was sitting down on a rock in the woods. He needed to be alone, what with only two days till his fight with Karasu and he needed his time to prepare. He stood up and walked around the clearing a few times, hoping that any ideas would come to his head. He was so distracted that he almost didn't feel the flicker of energy that popped up behind him. He sensed it just enough to turn around before Karasu had the chance to wrap his long fingers around his throat.

“Thinking hard Kurama? I loved watching that pondering, questioning look that kept appearing on your lovely face.” He said in his smooth tones, making Kurama cringe slightly.

“What do you want Karasu. Our fight is not until two days from now and I have nothing to discuss with you at this time. So what is your reasons for seeking me out?” Kurama's guard was set high as he clenched his fists in preparation for any possible attacks the sadist was planning.

“Come now Kurama. Must I have another reason to see you besides that pretty face of your's?” Karasu tilted his head a little.

“I want you to leave now Karasu.” Kurama said with guts that he simply didn't feel he had at this moment. There was something in Karasu's eyes that was disturbing him.

“Oh Kurama, don't be like that. I came all this way to see you.” Karasu had a touch of mocking in his voice. Suddenly, he vanished from Kurama's view which caused Kurama to suddenly find a new definition of nervous and paranoia.

Kurama twirled around, looking for the other demon. He couldn't see him no matter which way he turned and in addition, he couldn't sense where Karasu's energy was. Now he was feeling the hair on his neck and arms stand up. The slightest brush of noise was enough to make Kurama jolt inside.

“Relax Kurama. It will make it so much easier for you if you just submit.” Kurama heard whispered into his ear with a seductive timbre to it. Kurama turned around and suddenly felt himself pushed backwards.

Kurama felt himself land onto his butt but the next moment was a bit of a blur. Karasu suddenly was pushing him down onto his back and was now laying down on top of him.

“Karasu...get off of me this instant.” Kurama had to swallow his panic and force his emotions into a glare.

“This is one reason I like you Kurama. You have this defiance in you that is very attractive.” Karasu said with emphasis on attractive.

“Let go of me!” Kurama's voice rose a bit when he heard the tone in which Karasu was speaking and when he realized fully the literal position he was in.

“When I'm good and ready Kurama. Feel free to try and resist. But you will end up addicted to my touch.”

Kurama's panic hit a new time high when he felt the sash around his waist come undone.

“Stop this!” He started struggling against the hold Karasu had on his arms (which he held above Kurama's head with his right hand).

“I can feel your hear beat in your pulse...I'll enjoy this...and you will too.” Karasu said, full of certainty.

“Kara...” Kurama's mouth was covered by Karasu's (he'd removed his mask just before Kurama started talking). Kurama tried to pull his lips away and to get the tongue out of his mouth. He went to bite down, hard, but Karasu pulled away leaving Kurama to choke on his taste.

“Karasu...I swear you will regret this if you continue.” Kurama threatened. His face flushed of it's own accord in response to the angry and nervousness he was going through.

“Leave it to you Kurama to offer up death threats, even when it is you who is trapped. Trapped like the animal you are.” Karasu smirked down at Kurama in his human form. “And if you try to use your little plants, the energy I planted in your body will automatically explode, killing you instantly.”

Kurama froze in his struggling to look at Karasu. He wasn't able to ascertain whether or not it was a bluff or not. Knowing what Karasu was capable of...Kurama wasn't willing to go with the optimistic view that his enemy was bluffing.

“Don't worry Kurama, when I'm done the energy will disappear.” Karasu said as his hand was moving the yellow fabric, that laid on top of Kurama's shirt and pants, to the side.

“Karasu don't!” Kurama squirmed his hips and tugged at the hold on his arms. Karasu ignored him and went to Kurama's pants. He made short work of pulling the knot from the cloth belt that held the pants to the red head's body. Kurama was horrified when he felt a warm hand boldly slip into his pants and into the underwear.

“NO!” Kurama shouted. Karasu watched his face as he began to, surprisingly gently, fondle Kurama's limp manhood. “No...stop it...Karasu please!” Kurama pleaded as his will began to falter as those fingers worked on him.

“Yes...I can feel you just starting to grow aroused. Perhaps I can even entice your fox form to come out.” Karasu adjusted his hand and wrapped it around the slightly taunt organ. He began moving his hand up and down excruciatingly slow. Kurama tried so hard not to grow any harder than what he already was. But he was failing. Despite his hate for the situation, his body knew nothing more than the pleasure that Karasu's hand was bringing and so showed no disgust in that touch. Despite his attempts to think of the most unattractive things, he couldn't stop his erection from becoming complete.

The whole while Karasu was increasing the speed of his hand bit by bit. He watched Kurama roll his head from side to side, watched him as he started to pant, and watched the delightful blush that filled his victim's face. “Mmm...ugh...huh...huh...ah...” Kurama started to moan as the pleasure built.

“You're enjoying this...and you hate it. Don't you? You hate the fact that I'm the one giving you this.” Karasu enjoyed his tormenting of the fox. He watched Kurama's face. His eyes were closed and the muscles were tight with forced, unwanted pleasure.

“Please...uh...no...no more...AH...n-...ah, ah AH...AHHHHH...” Kurama cried out as he felt his organ twitch and then spill it's liquid out all over Karasu's hand and onto his pants. He panted slowly and opened his eyes when his high calmed down a bit. He was disgusted to find his molester smirking, purposefully licking off his essences from his fingers.

“Delicious.” Karasu looked smug.

“Bastard.”

Karasu laughed and then took his recently tongue cleaned hand and picked up a few strands of Kurama's hair so that the now silver and red haired boy could see the mixture of colors in his hair.

“Not quite there yet. I can see it in your eyes that this has been more arousing than you'd ever want to admit. Very animal like in the way they look. In that form you'd still have your mind...but at least you'd have an increased sex drive.” Karasu leaned down and gave a deep kiss to the semi exhausted Kurama.

“Karasu...please...” Kurama could barely concentrate. He was still high from his orgasm. It had been very intense and felt through his whole body. Now Karasu was pulling his pants fully off and yet...he was aroused (physically only).

“Already getting hard again?” Karasu let go of Kurama, knowing that his earlier threat would probably keep him from moving and swiftly removed his pants. “I don't have anything to...smooth things along. So I hope that you can deal with the pain...Youko.”

Kurama tried to sit up and was instantly pushed down. That is when he realized that he was no longer in his human body, but in that of his original form.

“I love you in your human form...but this form is just as delectable.” Karasu whispered into a sensitive fox ear. Before Kurama could say anything...he felt a searing pain in his rear as Karasu began pushing into him.

“N...NO...STOP IT...” Kurama tossed his head back and forth, his arms were once again held down by his rapist. Karasu pushed all the way in and then pulled out.

It continued like this for another 15 minutes when Kurama's Youko body began adapting to the pain and speed of Karasu's thrusts. Karasu was determined to not end this without first making Kurama come again. This time it would be far more intense. He angled his body and hit deeper into Kurama's body finally hitting the spot that made him cry out in surprise.

“Now you're liking it aren't you? Perhaps if I...” Karasu hit that spot again. He got another cry and Kurama's eyes stayed shut, his silver bangs falling into his sweaty face. Now that Karasu had a perfect angle, he sped up his thrusts, each hitting that spot over and over.

“STOP IT...NO MORE...PLEASE...AHHHHH...AHHH...AHHH!” Kurama shouted his release after Karasu hit that spot enough times. While he slowly began recovering from his second orgasm, he felt a warm, wet liquid spill into his body.

After a few minutes, Karasu pulled out from Kurama and stood up.

“See you at the match Kurama.” He said as if nothing happened, and left the clearing. Kurama laid there, his whole body vibrating from the previous pleasure he had be forced to take. Now he had another reason why he was going to win his match with Karasu.

End

Author's Note: This was done at 11:00 and I know that it is kinda short...but still...I hope you enjoyed.