InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feni's Snippets ❯ Tozan ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Kikyo or Naraku or any other characters created by Rumiko Takahashi. I return them in good condition when I've finished tormenting them.

A/N: Due to the cheerful encouragement and invaluable beta efforts of Alterfano, this bunny made it out of the Hutch alive. Thanks so much for your help!

For Dreaming Trees' InuErotica July 2007 Porn Party request.

Warnings: non-con, character death and florid free verse.

Tozan

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She is earth… baked clay and bone-rich ash.

All she desires of this world is release from it.

He is fire… burning ambition and seething flesh.

All he desires of this world is power… over her.

A deep-velvet, decaying night

Heavy with damp loam-scent,

Smoke-tainted, slow-eddying

He finds her…

Alone. Alluringly alone.

Her bow and arrows cast aside.

Her hair and robes unbound. He pauses, narrowing, until

Her pale earthen-ivory flesh gleams in the inky darkness, desire's tinder and hunger's flint.

His fire-scent smoulders as she beguilingly bathes in the night-dew,

Glazing the faint crackling and crazing that mars her hardened shell,

Softening and dampening her fired clay joints into yielding temptation,

Damning him…

His corrupted limbs ensnare her,

Mocking tenderness with punishing need.

Seeking her moist crevasses, his brutal flesh

Thrusts hard into her secret depths.

Twisted passions fuel his vicious caresses;

His ember eyes burn her fathomless gaze.

She does not, will not succumb to his profane embrace,

Will not cry out in either agony or ecstasy. She endures,

Gathering her need…

He gentles his crushing hold, dares to nip and taste

Her earthy flavours. His burning tongue sliding,

Seeking her moss-cool musk, striving to crack

Her hardened husk and pour in his heat….

Their writhing struggle flares into a flickering

Pyrrhic dance, illuminating a secret smile.

She is the blazing crucible of his dark desires.

Fire smelts Earth, purging its impurities,

While Earth smothers Fire, stealing its fiery breath.

His molten offering fissures

Her moist, rich earth,

Quenching unholy desires while

Scouring their tainted lives.

The night-breeze tumbles his glowing

Embers as he crackles and sifts

Into her crumbling ivory ashes.

Passion's decay mingling

Their souls' release.

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A/N: `Tozan' is a type of specialty wood-fired Japanese kiln that takes at least ten days to stoke, fire and cool. At night when in fully engulfed, it resembles the hellish maw of a fire-breathing earthen dragon. There only four Tozan kilns currently in use worldwide, including the one proudly housed in my home town.

`Naraku' is an archaic word for `hell' according to the Japanese dictionary I use, so I couldn't resist playing with fire - especially since the character was once burned alive as Onigumo.