A Dream for a Dream

A Dream for a Dream

chapter 6

He offered me everything I had ever wanted and thought I could never have. Home, family security, love, all that I could ever ask for, if I would just reach out and take it. All he asked that I give in return, was myself. It shell-shocked me that anyone, least of all an amazing powerful demon, would want 'me' in the first place. His tone was low and soothing as he reassured me.

"It's okay now. The sky phantom is gone Love. I'll take care of you." If I wasn't so flushed already I'm sure I would have blushed at hearing that voice purring such endearments to me.

"You fought... for me?" I asked incredulously. He had battled so fiercely over me! Nobody had ever... It was just completely unprecedented.

"Of course I did," he answered. "I wouldn't abandon you now. I've stayed with you this long, watching you, protecting you and doing what I could to ensure that I would have the chance to keep you. I have no intention of giving you up to anyone else so easily."

The odd mix of possessiveness and tenderness in his manner was exciting. I suppose it was partly my instincts that were attracted to it, to him. From that purely animalistic point of view, he was the perfect potential mate. He was more than strong enough and was already proving himself to be attentive. My body's cravings were becoming harder to take by the second. I wanted nothing more than to give myself over to his care.

His hands on my skin sent delightful shivers through me, the tension starting to bleed away as his fingers kneaded gently over my shoulders. His murmured persuasion continued to flow into my ear, warming both mind and body.

"I've lived a long time already, spent decades, centuries even on my own. I've never needed anyone. But you, I know you as well as you know yourself, and you are different. You are something completely unique. A few short years together wasn't nearly enough. I'll protect and care for you. We can make a home together. I know you would bear us the most beautiful kits, love." His hand was stroking through my hair now, driving my heightened senses crazy.

'Kits', I thought. 'Children'. Yes I wanted children. I wanted a home. I wanted a family, people to love me. I wanted to see little faces looking up at me like I was the sun and the moon to them. I wanted to create something precious and watch it grow and feel such pride in it that I might burst. I'd never wanted it more than I did in that moment. That may be because it was finally being laid out so temptingly before me,.. or it could have had a little something to do with the hormones.

I looked up into his unnaturally perfect face and found the tenderness written in his eyes as he smiled down at me. It was accompanied by a tightening, strained look though, and I realized that he was struggling to hold himself in check. The way he was being so careful to try and make sure that I was comfortable, that I approved, was perhaps more convincing than anything.

"Naruto... I can help you," Kyuubi was saying as I started to squirm all the more, another wave of need wracking my body. "I want to help you. I just need you to understand what that means. I'll never leave your side. I will keep you forever. You will be mine. Mine alone. There is no backing out of this decision. I will give you what you need, now and always, but you must give me 'yourself'."

I could hear his voice growing rougher and I knew it was taking more effort to fight his instincts with every passing moment. I imagine that the pheromones were just pouring off of me at that point. My own discomfort was certainly pressing enough. Every inch of me that he wasn't touching was crying out for relief. And he was kneeling so close, enduring it all with me until I gave an answer one way or another.

"Will... you love me?" I asked breathlessly. I'm sure I sounded more pathetic right then than I ever had before in my life, but I was starting to get lightheaded and I couldn't find it in myself to be embarrassed about it. I really did want to know, quite desperately.

"Yes." He answered firmly, without a hint of hesitation. "Yes I will. I promise by every last star in the sky, that I will love you for the rest of my immortal existence."

On hearing this solemn promise, I think I may have actually started crying, but if so, then I just ignored it as I carefully uncurled myself to kneel before him and slid my arms around his shoulders. The relief was instant. I can't even describe the sensation that rushed through me. I just 'had' to have more. I pressed my entire front against him mindlessly, and exhaled forcefully as I felt his arms encircle my waist, pulling me in tighter. The contact eased the burning feeling that had been torturing my every nerve.

The scent of him was overwhelming to my highly sensitive nose. The mild release of some of the tension in my body, had me dropping my head against him and I couldn't help but breathe him in like a dying man gasping for air. He smelled so amazingly good, and I shamelessly buried my nose in his neck. He had a wild, hot almost electric scent and it was laced with a sort of musk that drove my body crazy. Later on I would learn that this was the scent of his arousal, but at the time I was pretty clueless and just acting on instinct.

He was rubbing my back in a motion that I knew was meant to be soothing, but the lengthening strokes of his gentle hands only fired my craving for more. He would touch one spot and it would calm the urge, only to have the needy burning return full force as his hands moved on. I simply couldn't get enough of him. It was like... treating the symptoms of an illness without touching on the source of the problem. I knew I needed something more than this torturously pleasant petting.

His touch was growing firmer, moving to my sides and I literally purred at the feeling of his strong fingers gripping my hips. The sound seemed to set him off and the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine. His hands pulled my hips hard against his and I could feel the length of his erection grind against my own. It drew my focus in to that spot and if I wasn't so caught up in my need at that moment I would have taken a little time to marvel at the novelty of the feeling. I'd never been aroused this way before and the heat and the rushing, tightening, churning feeling that centered deep and low was a totally new experience.

The second I groaned, Kyuubi tongue was sneaking into my mouth. The connection helped that much more and felt so good that I found myself wrapping my own tongue around his in an attempt to get more, to keep a hold on that intimacy. He let his tongue dance with mine, his motions at once smooth and ravenous, until we were forced to pause and breathe properly. I missed the feeling as soon as it was gone, the flaring of urgency, instantly sweeping back over me. I'm sure I let out a whine.

"More!... Kyuubi, please," I vaguely heard myself saying, thrusting my hips automatically into his. He didn't make me ask twice. The words were barely out of my mouth before he was kissing me again, so vigorously that I was panting harshly for breath, my vision growing spotty, by the time he released my lips. His attention shifted to my neck and shudders wracked my entire frame as he alternated between kisses and nips. Now light and soft, now firm and sharp. Teasing mercilessly, as my overtaxed synapses tried to keep up.

Feeling his tongue trailing along my skin, following the line of my collarbone from one shoulder to the other, completely undid me. I could do nothing but moan and whimper as I allowed him free reign over my body. I barely registered the way he was lowering me to the ground until I felt the moss against my ridiculously over-sensitive skin. The sudden, soft but oddly rough texture was almost shocking. Everything was so much more intense than it should have been. The wonders of laying in moss was swiftly eclipsed though, by Kyuubi's lips and hands roaming over me in unpredictable patterns.

There was a hum that was tingling through me, some kind of charge that I could feel vibrating like a spiderweb that's been disturbed by the breeze. Even the air began to feel thick with it and my vision was growing hazy. There were colors swirling together, strange and beautiful. I couldn't figure out what it meant. I just couldn't think. Not with this full body itch and the urgency roiling in my lower abdomen. You have no idea how oddly squirmy and uncomfortable it was to feel the unfamiliar throbbing in my dick along with the rhythmic clench and release of the inner muscles of my ass. I closed my eyes against the dizzy swirling and that only made the feeling that much more obvious.

If you could try to imagine what it would be like if you... let's say, had to pee, for the first time 'ever'. Can you just picture how nuts that would drive you, not recognizing that feeling? Then you might have some small idea of what I was going through. (Yes... I know that sounds ridiculous.) What was really making me squirm was the slick, damp feeling between my cheeks. Yeah, those cheeks... (I am 'not' blushing dammit! Shut up!.. Y'know, after the fact, it seemed like a fairly obvious and perfectly logical thing, for a demon in heat to self-lubricate. I mean, I'm not strictly a male, by all accounts. I didn't have much information to go on back then though, and I'll admit that I hadn't actually considered the mechanics before.)

That odd sensation became more apparent as I felt Kyuubi's hands sliding my pants down over my hips. I opened my eyes to look pleadingly at him, not really knowing what to do about it. By then, I could see nothing but Kyuubi. It was as though we were floating away, alone in our own little world. His golden eyes were gleaming as they drank in every inch of me. A distant part of me was unnerved at being so openly displayed, so vulnerable. Right at the moment though I was more interested in doing something about this feeling.

Kyuubi seemed to know just what to do. As soon as he'd tossed my pants aside he was grabbing my hips, pulling me closer to him. He caressed a path down either side of my body, gliding over my chest, flanks, hips and thighs until his hands reached my knees. Then he was spreading my legs wide apart and leaning down to bury his face in my crotch, breathing deeply. This should have been embarrassing, but all I could concentrate on was the hot breath fanning over a region that was impossibly 'more' sensitive than the rest of me.

I was mewling like a kitten, lifting my hips to press into the heat, desperate for more. His tongue on my turgid flesh had me suddenly frozen, taut as a wire. He was making low sounds of approval as he tasted every inch, working his way up to the head. The involuntary gasp I took as he sucked me into his hot mouth might have been the only thing that kept me alive. I seemed to have completely forgotten how to breathe otherwise.

He moved languidly up and down my length while I scrambled for something to hold onto. The moss just tore easily in my grip and I finally ended up grabbing his hair. Before I could get remotely used to 'that' feeling, his fingers were already massaging my entrance and then slowly pushing in. I clenched down automatically and started saying 'something' through my rushed panting. I'm not sure what I said really. It was probably just some incoherent babble, but I'm fairly sure that Kyuubi's name was in there somewhere. That slick, wet sensation increased as his fingers slid in and out, while everything else started to feel so much better. 'This' was what I'd been needing. I found myself wriggling my hips to get more and groaning in both pleasure and frustration.

The next thing I knew, Kyuubi's lips were crushed into mine, his tongue sweeping into my mouth once more, bringing a different flavour with it that, I realized with a start, must be my own. His arms were slipping around, underneath me and holding me as close as possible and I returned the embrace just as tightly, wrapping my legs around him too. I felt the tip of him prodding my entrance and tensed in anticipation, trying to hold still for him. When he thrust inside, my head dropped back, my hips raising to take him deeper. My mouth fell open and I was sure I was going to scream but nothing came out. Somehow I expended all the air in my lungs at once while barely making a sound. Gasping in great gulps of air, I squealed out Kyuubi's name and braced myself as he began working himself in and out of me.

He felt huge inside and rubbed snuggly against my entire passage, sending shocks of pleasure through my already frazzled nerves with each pass. All the discomfort from before was completely forgotten, swallowed up in this pleasure. Kyuubi lifted my hips and pulled away a little. I whined at the loss of full-body contact, but the shift in the angle of his entry, turned those little shocks of pleasure into jolts that had me seeing stars.

I was grabbing at Kyuubi's shoulders, trying to maintain a little more contact, when he suddenly growled and pulled away entirely. My eyes widened as I felt our connection break. For one desperate, breathless instant the thought flitted into my head, that maybe he'd changed his mind and decided I wasn't what he wanted after all. Then he lifted me bodily off the ground and turned me over. He was spearing deep into me once again before I could even protest the loss in the first place, and his thrust rubbed right along that spot inside that felt so amazingly intense. His arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling my back flush against him as he leaned back. Apparently, he had wanted more contact as well, but wanted to be able to move inside me at that same angle.

I quickly reached both hands up to grip the muscular arm that had me pinned across the chest and felt his lips fall to my neck, licking and sucking. My body moved on it's own rising and falling, bucking back frantically to meet him as he built up the tempo. The sweat was slick between us, easing the friction but seemingly doing nothing for the heat.

Gods the heat! It drove me on even as it wore me out. If I hadn't had the incredible things Kyuubi was doing to me to concentrate on, I'm afraid I might have crawled right out of my skin. It grew thicker and more oppressive as the rhythm of our movement fell apart, becoming nothing but a ferocious, messy scramble to reach the very height of satisfaction that we could feel ourselves closing in on. I had mostly lost the capacity for speech but I recall mentally chanting; more, more, more, don't stop, Gods, don't stop.

Then everything exploded and I let out a scream, an unbearable measure of energy filling my being and rushing out with such force, as if I'd just been struck by lightning. Nothing else had a place in my awareness. For that moment, there was only me and this all encompassing feeling. Actually,.. there may not even have been a me. Then I felt Kyuubi's teeth latch onto my shoulder, muffling his loud, rumbling growl as he buried himself as deeply inside of me as he could get and froze, his arms tightening almost painfully around me and his entire body trembling. A wash of liquid heat poured into me and a few shuddering moments later, the tension left him. His arms loosened and he slumped against me, his head dropping heavily onto my shoulder.

I let myself collapse, absently trying to get my breath back, and we slid down to lay across the moss. His weight kept me grounded. At that point I felt completely... new, blank and weightless myself, and while it was novel and freeing, it was also partially frightening and I welcomed the anchor that he provided. I latched onto him comfortably as I breathed an emphatic sigh of relief and drifted gradually into blissful unconsciousness in the protective cocoon of our swirling, colorful cloud.

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I woke slowly, feeling more warm and safe and at ease then I could remember ever feeling in my life. A pleasant smell was teasing my senses and a warm weight rested on my waist. I was covered in something soft and fluffy and pressed against something warm and firm but yielding, that emitted a soothing pulse and rocked me very gently like a calm sea. As my mind returned to me, I realized that the motion I was feeling was breathing. I was cuddled up with Kyuubi under a pile of his copious tails.

My head was tucked under his chin and I must have rolled over to face him in my sleep because all I could see was a blur of skin and fur. Letting out a sigh, I wondered how long I could just lay here. Then I felt Kyuubi's arm give me a little squeeze and his face nuzzle into my hair.

"They're awake." The sound of Neji's voice from somewhere close behind made me stiffen, while Kyuubi let out a soft warning growl.

"Naruto?" Ino questioned softly.

"Dude, I totally didn't really want to stick around and watch you doin' the nasty, but Neji said we couldn't leave... On the upside, my little boy is finally a Man! Yeah!"

My eyes shot open at that, my face instantly heating up at the thought that I had done all of that, right in front of my team. How completely, horribly mortifying! Distantly, I could hear Ino beating up Kiba for his tactlessness. A fully awake fox demon was suddenly rumbling a deep chuckle in my ear.

"Don't worry love. You put on a hell of a show, but only I really got to see it," he reassured me. Somehow, the thought of giving Kyuubi a 'show' didn't really make the blush go away.

"He's right Naruto," Ino agreed hurriedly."We didn't actually see anything... Except for that first kiss. That was so hot!" she finished in a murmur. She must have forgotten, how sensitive my hearing was. Carefully, I sat up, Kyuubi following and pulling me into his lap so that he continued to shield most of my nudity with his tails. "Eeeee! You're so cute together!" Ino squealed.

"...Thanks," I answered, uncertainly. "Could you uh... find my clothes, maybe?" She happily helped me out and once I was dressed, I looked around at all of them, noting the distinct lack of shock or outrage in their expressions. "You guys all seem to be taking this... pretty well."

"We've had a while to digest it, and it's not as if I hadn't considered the possibility of something like this happening," Neji explained. "Although, Kyuubi himself wasn't exactly the mate that I would have expected."

"Konoha's gonna freak," Kiba put in, helpfully.

"Konoha has nothing to do with anything anymore. Naruto is mine now and he will not be going back there." Kyuubi was obviously quite adamant, but I tried to argue a little anyway.

"I should go back at least long enough to explain to Baa chan and say goodbye."

"Absolutely not. They may do your explaining for you," said Kyuubi sternly, waving a hand to indicate the rest of the team. "I will not give those 'people' a chance to harm my mate and offspring."

"Offspring?" I'm sure we were all thinking it, but Kiba was the one to voice the question.

"Certainly." Kyuubi cocked a brow at what he considered a stupid question. "Naruto is a young, healthy, fertile, demon in his heat and the bonding has been completed. The kit should already be starting to form."

My gaze fell involuntarily to my stomach. I tried to picture it growing big and round with a child and found myself unable to grasp the image, but the idea of having a child of my own brought a little smile to my face even through the shot of fear that it also conjured up. My brows furrowed as I attempted to abstractly 'feel' the new life within me. I came to the conclusion a few moments later, that I definitely felt different, but I could identify the feeling as being specifically related to conception.

Then I looked up to realize that the conversation had gone on without me. Kiba still looked shell-shocked and Ino was just grinning from ear to ear while Neji was agreeing with Kyuubi on the likely dangers of me returning to Konoha for any length of time. He followed this up however, with a few questions about outside dangers like that wind demon, asking Kyuubi about the likely-hood of it returning, what else might be out there and what steps he would be taking to protect me. Honestly, it made me feel like he was my father, interviewing my boyfriend to see if he was good enough for his little... girl.

In the end it was decided that it would be best for Kyuubi to take me someplace isolated, while they made their way back to Konoha without me. Kyuubi was going to be guarding me rather jealously over these next months but I solemnly promised that I would contact them in a year's time to let them know I was ok and maybe even set up a visiting system or at least a line of communication.

Konoha may not have been the perfect place for me to grow up, but it had given me friends like these and I wasn't about to let them walk out of my life completely. As I watched them take off, leaving me behind, I thought about some of the other people I'd come to care about. I silently apologized to Baa chan and hoped that Iruka wouldn't worry too much, and for a single sad moment, I wondered if Sasuke would even care.




(A/N; Yup... There you go. Basically an entire chapter of smut. LOL I dedicate this one to all you little freaks out there. Thank you kati-chan. It would be 'rude' of me not to accept your worship. LMAO! And to Damp - it will depend on how you look at it. The end may be happy for some, but not for others. That's life for ya.)