Do Me A Wrong

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Duh...…...Dun

Her heart pulsed painfully in her throat.

Duh.….…Dun

She was naked.

Duh…Dun

He was naked.

DuhDun!

She clutched the bed sheets to her chest as her pupils dilated in wild panic. She twisted out of bed, her bed, and dragged the thin fabric with her. Her fingers gripping the white linen in a white-knuckle tight grip, her face warped in horror and outrage.

What happened?

How did it happen?

Her Lady, her Patron, had utilized her as a conduit to descend from Takama-ga-hara and have words with the boy. The same one that now slept peacefully in her bed…with her! As always, she could not remember a single thing from the moment the Sun asserted itself through her.

In her distress, her noble tails had ripped themselves free and swished menacingly from behind her.

Was this some dark sorcery on his part? Did he pull some devilry upon her? In the time she had observed the boy, through her many servants, she had pleasantly found him to be of an honourable and proud creed. However, the presence of the Crimson Lucifer could have easily tainted that. It was by no fluke that he had ascended to the title. Both shadow and malice called that one master.

Currents of rage and humiliation flared through her as golden eyes darkened in furious power. Her golden-haired tails shone like edged steel as Yōki encased her in a dense aura. She was a Kyūbi and, despite her humble nature, they were amongst of the proudest creatures to walk this world. Moreover, that pride demanded retribution for the grave desecration done to her.

Poised threateningly, her tails hung over her head as her expression hardened with cold and dark conviction. Yet, even as she made ready to deliver the strike, the shadows filling the edges of the room distorted in life. Coiling around the corners of her belongings, they contorted into nightmarish figures.

Entirely oblivious to the danger about him, the boy slept on, with the only disturbance evident when he exhaled strongly.

Her nostrils were struck with sulfuric burn.

She reigned in her power, though her tails remained prepared to provide the blow.

'No,' she despaired. She could not strike him down. Even though he lay vulnerable and exposed, she was not blind to the horrid power that hid itself beneath the veneer of sinew and bone. The child was but a shell to the First Flame. A Wrath as old as Time itself…perhaps even older.

If she attacked the prone form of the young denizen of darkness, she'd quite literally, unleash Hell upon her people, if not the world.

The sheets around her fell to the floor and golden furs enveloped her as indignant tears gathered in her eyes. She hugged herself as a shiver travelled through her frame. She felt violated…dirty. Her body shook in a silent sob.

Her golden tails tightened over her form and she did her best hide herself from the cruel reality of her state. Helpless and powerless against the evil done upon her.

Her nails broke her skin and a scream threatened to rip out of her throat. It was only the dread of awakening the slumbering devil that kept her from making a move or sound. As blood dripped off her arms and stained her pelt, warmth trickled over her head and down her spine.

A velvet soothing voice chimed.

"Why do you despair, Yasaka of the Kyūbi?"

Her eyes widened upon hearing light and melodious peal, not in her ears, but in her heart. Still, the pleasure of the comforting sound quickly dissipated as the query made sense in her mind.

"My Lady, I-I…" She stopped herself, eyes shutting tight and immaculate teeth piercing lush lips hard enough to draw droplets of ruby-red.

"Ah," Understanding lighting the voice of her consoler. "You have made a most terrible assumption in regards to your last night spent."

Yasaka's eyes slowly drifted open and a small light entered her eyes. 'Terrible assumption…please, please let me be wrong!'

"Indeed," The Voice of the Sun filled with a hidden mirth. "Your marriage has yet to be consummated."

Tears of relief flooded Yasaka's ivory cheeks and caused her golden pools seemed to reflect the sun itself as they sparkled. She sent out every prayer of gratitude she could think of to the voice in her head. Nothing had happened! Her marriage hadn't been consummated! She hadn't been…wait…what?

The look of liberation on her face froze and even her very tears appeared to suspend themselves against gravity's pull.

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