Close Encounters Of The Fluffy Kind

Kumiko stomped her foot and glared at her father. “You can’t be serious. He can’t have an intended. He is mine, and I refuse to give him up.” She screamed, her voice causing her father to cringe.

“Please, my delicate little flower, Lord Sesshomaru has made his decision and he has chosen another woman to be his mate. You must accept that.” Lord Sasko said, hoping to sooth the savage beast that was his daughter.

“No. I will never accept it. I am the only female that can be his mate. I want him and I am going to get him. We are going to that palace and I will force him to mate with me.” Kumiko said, her yellow eyes narrowing.

Sasko raised an eyebrow. This was not going to be pretty, but he felt that he owed his daughter the opportunity to speak with the lord herself. Hopefully, he would not upset his little flower too much, but instead let her down easy.

When Kumiko left the room, Sasko looked at the messenger and nodded. “Yes, we will be there and tell Lord Sesshomaru that he has much to explain.”

The messenger nodded and turned to leave. When he was a good distance away from the palace, he rolled his eyes. If that bitch was a ‘delicate little flower, then he was the ruler of Japan in disguise. He shook his head and ran towards the eastern mountains. He should be there within a day, and he would tell the wolf lord about Lord Sesshomaru’s invitation. Nodding his head, he took off and ran as fast as he could.
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Sesshomaru awoke to find himself alone in bed. He sat up and glanced around. Kagome was no where in the room. Growling, he would have to explain that she was not to leave the bed until he told her that she could.

He got up and dressed. He left the chamber and began to track his lost mate-to-be. He found her in the garden with the children. For a moment, he forgot his anger and watched as she interacted with Rin and the kitsune. She was an excellent mother and he had no doubt that he had chosen wisely. However, when she looked up at him, he remembered why he had been looking for her and told the children to go and find Jaken. When they were gone, he walked over to stand beside her and then said, “Do not ever leave my bed until given permission. I will let it go this time, but never again.”

Kagome quirked an eyebrow. She stood up and faced him. “I will do whatever I wish, Sesshomaru. I am not your mate yet, and if I wish to leave the bed before you, then so be it. You are not the boss of me.” She said, stubbornly.

Sesshomaru stared down at the defiant little woman before him. He could not believe how horny she made him. However, he had a point to make, but apparently the only point he was able to make at the moment was in his hakama. He noticed it when he saw Kagome staring at his crotch. When they both looked at each other, Kagome’s face had turned red and she asked, “Is there ever a time when you are not horny?”

Sesshomaru sighed and reached down to shift his stiff cock. “Lately, no.” He replied, his golden eyes focused on her.

Kagome’s mouth formed an ‘O’ and he took that opportunity to kiss her. When her tongue met his, he was gone. All coherent thoughts flew out of his head and he gathered her into his arms. He moved to a part of the garden where he knew that they would not be seen and he released his cock. There was plenty of time before dinner and he was sure that he would be alright once he got rid of this current erection.

He laid Kagome down upon the ground and opened her kimono. Her breathy gasps made his eyes tint red and he found himself wondering if he were to go ahead and mark her, would she make that big of a fuss. Probably. After all, this was Kagome that he was dealing with.

When she was exposed to him, he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Without another word, he leaned down and kissed her while he plunged into her body. He thrust into her and was delighted to feel her thrust against him. He allowed his claw to move to her leg and he slowly brought it up to rest upon his shoulder. This would allow for deeper penetration and he gladly accepted the tighter feeling that this new position gave to him. He grunted and groaned as he felt her inner muscles quiver. Kagome’s body shook as she experienced her orgasm. He was so close. He knew that his release was right around the corner, and as he was about to blow, he heard, “Damn it, why can’t you two do that in your bedchamber? Have some fucking respect for the rest of us.”

Kagome screamed and pushed the horny taiyoukai off of her. She quickly wrapped her kimono around herself and blushed. Sesshomaru’s body ached due to his inability to release and he found himself envisioning his dear brother’s death. He could always make him into a eunuch. Yes, that would be a fitting punishment.

As he got up, he groaned in agony. His balls were aching and he desperately needed a release. He glared up at the intrusive hanyou and growled, “If you know what is good for you, you will get out of my sight.”

Inu Yasha began to laugh. “What’s the matter, big brother? Kagome got off, but now you are suffering from a case of sore balls. Too bad. Just remember to take slow and small steps. That should make your discomfort less noticeable. Oh, and you might want to do something about that monster that keeps pointing at me. I am sure that the serving wenches would be happy to see it, but for us guys, it is not something that we want to see. Perhaps a cold bath would do you some good.” He suggested before running back towards the palace.

Sesshomaru snarled and then looked over at Kagome. She was blushing and he moved slowly towards her. Without a word, he grabbed her kimono and yanked it off of her. When she glared at him, he shrugged. “He is right. I can’t walk around like this and I won’t. Just shut up and enjoy.” He said, as he got behind the upset woman.

Soon, grunts and groans filled the air once more and finally, Sesshomaru was able to meet his release, much to Kagome’s relief and delight. When he pulled out of her body, he looked down at her and said, “Go to the hot springs and wash.”

Kagome grunted and slid her kimono on. She stomped past him, but he quickly caught her arm. He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. “Thank you, my dear. Have a good bath.” He murmured before letting her go.

When he released Kagome, he dressed and then left to find his brother. They needed to have a chat, and normally when they chatted, someone walked away with a serious limp. He made his way into the palace and heard his brother laughing at his expense. Well, that would come to a very quick end.

He stalked into the study and found himself holding onto his brother’s neck. Inu Yasha’s laughter quickly faded, and he struggled in Sesshomaru’s grip. “Damn it, you asshole. I was just kidding. Besides, it was your fault for fucking in the garden.” He wheezed.

Sesshomaru barred his fangs at the hanyou and then threw him to the ground. “You forget, brother. This is my home and I will fuck wherever I damn well please. If I decide to fuck on the dining table, I will do so. If I wish to fuck on your bed, I will do so. You have no say in the matter and if you ever interrupt me when I am bedding my bitch again, I will use my poisons and melt off those tiny little rocks that you call testicles." He sneered.

Sango and Miroku listened with eager ears to Sesshomaru’s threat. When he mentioned fucking on the dining table, they both looked at each other and Miroku waggled his eyebrows at her and made a kissy-face at her. She rolled her eyes and let her hand fly. Dear Kami. Hanging out with Sesshomaru was causing Miroku to become a bigger hentai then he already was. She watched as Sesshomaru flung the hanyou to the ground and then storm out of the study. She shook her head and smiled at both males. It was clear who the alpha male was in this palace. She could only hope that the rest of the night went smoothly.
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The messenger sighed and was thankful that he had finally made it to the eastern mountain. He had run all night and was thankful that he could finally rest. When he came up to the den, he had been assaulted and was dragged into the den by a bunch of smelly wolves. When he was finally dropped, he looked up and saw the leader staring at him.

“Who are you and why are you at my den?” Kouga demanded, not caring about the youkai’s wounds.

“My name is Saki and I am a messenger for the lord of the western lands. He requests your appearance at his palace for a meeting with another lord. He said that this has to do with his mating to Lady Kagome and he needs another lord to verify the fact that he has made a claim.” Saki explained.

Kouga sighed. He looked over his shoulder and called for Ginta. He directed the wolf youkai to get some food and water for the messenger. He then told Saki that he and his mate would be at the palace in two days.

Saki nodded, and accepted the food. He ate quickly and drank the water that was offered to him. Standing up, he bowed to Kouga and quickly left the den. If he ran and did not stop, he could be at the western palace before sunset.

Kouga watched the youkai leave and felt a hand upon his shoulder. He looked down into the emerald eyes of his mate. “Get ready. We are leaving for the western palace, my love.” He said, his blue eyes twinkling at his mate.

Ayame giggled. “I am guessing that Kagome will be there, am I right?” She asked. When he nodded, Ayame squealed and ran off. Kouga chuckled and went to tell his tribe that he would be gone for a few days. When they were ready, Kouga took Ayame’s arm and lifted her onto his back. He heard her huff in annoyance, but quickly quieted her by slapping her firm backside. He smirked when he caught the faint scent of arousal. Who knew that his beautiful mate enjoyed spankings? He had learned that fact and a few others, but spanking was a turn on for both of them, and his Ayame had been a very naughty girl for so long.

When he took off, he thought about how quickly his feelings had changed from loving Kagome to loving Ayame. It was funny how fates worked their magic, but he was glad that they made him see the light.

As they ran, Ayame looked around and enjoyed the scenery. She had a feeling why Kouga had been summoned by Sesshomaru and knew that there would probably be a scene. She was excited to see Kagome, and because her grandfather had been declared Kagome’s guardian, that made Kagome her sister in the eyes of the wolf tribes. It was nice to have another female to talk to and the miko was an excellent conversationalist. She laid her head down upon her mate’s shoulder and closed her eyes. She smiled as she took in his masculine scent. They had both decided to wait until they got back to the eastern den to consummate their relationship and on the first night back, Kouga took her in many different ways and for the life of her, she had enjoyed every single minute of it. When he marked her, Ayame had whined in pain, causing her new mate to ease his fangs from her wound and sooth it with his tongue. After that night, they had been inseparable and Ayame had silently thanked Kagome over and over again for her honestly with Kouga. Now, she wanted to see her sister and show her the mark that her love had placed upon her neck. And she wanted to be there in case that wretched Kumiko dared to show her face. The last time she had seen Kumiko, the boar demoness had boasted that she was the intended mate of Lord Sesshomaru and pity to any other female that dared to try and steal him from her. Ayame had no doubts that Kagome could purify her stinky ass to the ground, but she hoped that Kagome would allow her to step in and beat the bitch’s ass for her. That boar had always rubbed her the wrong way and she prayed that Kumiko was not stupid enough to show her face.

When Kouga noticed that she was quiet, he asked her what was wrong. Ayame quickly told him her thoughts and he began to laugh.

“Well, if this Kumiko does try anything, I doubt that the slayer will let her anywhere near Kagome. I have seen her beat some serious ass.” He chuckled.

Ayame giggled. “Well, I am hoping that if violence does occur, Kagome will let me have the honor of putting Kumiko in her place. She is nothing but a troublemaker, and I will be more than happy to set her straight.” She said.

Kouga snorted. He would hate to see the outcome of that fight. His Ayame was a high ranking female warrior and would not back down from a fight. She was feared among the females.

When they came to a small creek, Kouga stopped to rest. He watched his mate knelt down and bent over to get some water and his eyes took on a crimson tint. She was in the perfect position and he was not the type of wolf to not take advantage. This was going to take some time.
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Kagome could not believe her luck. She sat in the gardens and reflected on the previous night’s events. She had never seen suck a display and she felt her cheeks flush as the memory came floating back to her.

She had finished with her bath and was dressed for dinner. She walked down the hall and came to the dining room. When she entered, she found Sesshomaru sitting at the head of the table, and he was glaring at Inu Yasha.

Inu Yasha was staring at him and growling. It was clear to Kagome that they had an altercation and she silently hoped that Sesshomaru had beaten the hanyou’s ass for what happened in the garden. However, she took her seat and looked at Miroku.

The monk was grinning from ear-to-ear and he was looking straight at her. Finally he coughed and said, “So, I hear that the gardens are worth visiting.”

Kagome felt her face pale and she glanced over at Sango, who looked angry enough to kill. She stood up and kicked Miroku’s chair, causing the monk to fall backwards and onto the floor. She then grabbed him up by his hair and said, “Please excuse us. We need to talk.”

She yanked the monk from the dining room and could be heard yelling at him all the way down the hall. Kagome giggled as she heard Sango scream hentai, and it soon grew quiet. When she came back, Sango sat back down and placed her napkin in her lap. She looked at Sesshomaru and said, “Miroku is not feeling very well. He will not be joining us.”

“Indeed.” Sesshomaru replied, not really caring, but what the hell. He glanced over at Kagome, and found that she was blushing. He sighed and lifted his cup of tea to his lips.

The meal had gone well, except for the fact that Inu Yasha had jumped up and called Sesshomaru a ‘long-haired, pretty-boy asskisser’ when Sesshomaru had complimented Kagome on her attire.

Kagome had only sighed and told Inu Yasha to sit down, and watched as the hanyou hit his face on the edge of the table before falling to the floor. She had not meant for that to happen, but who was she to complain? At least that shut him up.

After they had retired to the study, Sesshomaru sat next to Kagome on the small couch and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She and Sango had engaged in some light conversation but were interrupted when both males began to growl at each other. Finally, Inu Yasha screamed and ran at Sesshomaru. He swiped at the taiyoukai, but missed. Sesshomaru called forth his acid whip and managed to knock the hanyou back. Kagome finally had enough and had shouted at both males to quit fooling around. When they looked at her, she huffed and asked Sango what was going on.

Sango smirked and replied, “Oh, Inu Yasha is still upset over having his ‘male package’ insulted. Apparently, Sesshomaru was upset over what happened in the garden and confronted Inu Yasha. I thought it was pretty funny.”

Kagome rolled her eyes and stood up. She had announced that she was going to bed and wanted to be left alone. She glared at Sesshomaru and then walked out of the study. She had undressed and not even bothered with a sleeping gown. Knowing Sesshomaru, it would be ripped to shreds anyway, so why bother? She got into bed and quickly fell asleep. When she woke up, she found her mate-to-be beside her and in deep slumber. She had climbed out of bed, but then remembered what he had told her. She rolled her eyes and placed her hand upon his shoulder and shook him. When he opened his eye, she told him that she was up and going to the garden, whether he liked it or not. She turned and grabbed a kimono, dressed, and then left the room.

Now, as she sat on a small bench, she reflected on her life and came to a conclusion. She was leading a pretty fucked up life, and would not wish this on anyone else. She groaned and hid her face in her hands. What was she going to do? She did not know how much longer she could deal with those two fools.

Kagome jumped when she felt a hand upon her shoulder. She looked up into the cheerful face of Miroku.

“Good morning, Kagome. How are you doing?” He asked, sitting beside her.

Kagome eyed him warily and said, “I am fine, I suppose. How are you?” She watched as Miroku’s face saddened and he said, “I don’t think that I will be pursuing Lady Sango any further, Kagome. I have tried to show her that I am in love with her, but all she does is yell and hit me. I would understand that I would deserve a blow if I groped another woman, but I have not groped any other females in several months in the hopes that Sango would notice me, but all she does is resort to violence. I have reached the end of my rope.”

Kagome was stunned. She had never expected Miroku to say anything like this. “Have you even told her that you loved her?” She asked.

The monk nodded. “At the wolf gathering, but she glared at me and shook her head. I am beginning to think that she hates me and I can’t understand why. So, I have decided that I will no longer be looking at Sango romantically. I just wanted you to be aware. Now, let’s talk about you. How are you really doing?” He asked.

They sat in the garden and spoke about the entire evening. Miroku was thoughtful and then began to laugh. “Well, men are sensitive about their packages. I do believe that Inu Yasha is jealous that Sesshomaru is able to please you and he cannot. You see, I believe that he is beginning to realize that Lady Kikyo is nothing but a memory and that what is walking around, claiming to be her, is in fact a doll possessed by an emotion. You must let Sesshomaru deal with the hanyou. It is not the place of a woman to defend herself if she has a mate. And despite the fact that you are missing a mark, you are his mate. Both of you have proven it by your actions.” He explained. He mentioned several things about how men in the feudal era act, and Kagome realized that she was expecting Sesshomaru to act like the men from her time. She grinned sheepishly at the handsome monk and watched as he stood up. “I smell something delicious and since I was not able to eat dinner, I would like to partake in breakfast. Would you allow me to escort you?” He asked, bowing.

Kagome giggled and took his arm. Together, they walked inside and he led her over to her chair. Kagome smiled up at him and then smiled at Sesshomaru. The taiyoukai was watching the monk with narrowed eyes and was shocked when the monk bowed to him. Good. The monk should show him proper respect. His golden eyes watched Kagome place her napkin in her lap and then look at him. He nodded at her, and then took his fork and scooped up some eggs. He took a bite and watched as everyone else began to eat.

Kagome noticed that Miroku sat away from Sango, and that she held a bewildered expression upon her face. The monk did not look at her, and ate his breakfast in silence. When breakfast was concluded, Miroku excused himself and told Kagome that he was going to meditate and would not be back until it was dinner time. She nodded, and watched as he left the dining room. Sango’s confusion was clear and she quickly followed him. Kagome felt badly for her friend and watched as Sango followed after him. She shook her head and looked over at Sesshomaru.

When he stood up, he offered her his hand and she accepted it. She had decided to try and act accordingly, but she would not be bullied, no sir. As they walked by Inu Yasha, the hanyou blurted out that she was acting like an obedient little whore, and though it took some restraint, Kagome managed to stay quiet.

Sesshomaru smirked. His bitch was finally getting it. He looked over at his little brother and sneered, “I do believe that whore is a title reserved for your dead bitch.”

He led Kagome from the room and into his study. He let go of her hand and watched as she went to his collection of books and pulled one from the shelf. She smiled over at him and then sat down and began to read. He shook his head and went to sit behind his desk. He tried to concentrate, but he found himself staring over at Kagome. He was pleased with her sudden attitude change, but he had to wonder how long it was going to last. He gave her one last look and then began to read a scroll. This was as how it should be. He would be hard at work and she would be waiting for his attention. Yes, this was how his life should be.
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Sango had finally caught up to Miroku and gasped for her breath. She gave him a smile, but was stunned when he did not smile back.

“What can I do for you, Lady Sango?” He asked, his voice curt and a bit chilly. He watched as she stepped back a bit, but then she smiled again.

“How are you this morning?” She asked. She had never seen him look so handsome, well, he was always handsome, but the way the sunlight caught his face made him look angelic.

“I do not see why you would care, Lady Sango. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to meditate.” He said, turning away from her.

Sango gasped. “What in the hell do you mean by that?” She asked, her hand reaching out to grab his arm. When he yanked away from her, she allowed her eyes to widen and she stepped back.

“Miroku?” She asked, hesitantly. She watched as he slowly turned around to face her, and for an instant, she felt afraid. His eyes were cold and they were directed at her. When he had spoken to Kagome, his eyes were warm and gentle.

“I mean that you should not concern yourself with my being. It has been made very clear to me by you and your actions that you do not consider me to be anything more that a target for your aggressions. I will agree that I am a hentai, and that at times I deserve to be slapped, but you have taken it too far. You have taken it upon yourself to slap me for comments that I make to Kagome, and it is not even your business, but the business of her mate. If Kagome were really that uncomfortable, she should be the one to tell me, but instead, you step in and use violence. I am tired of being harmed by your hands, Lady Sango. At this point, I cannot even call us friends. I did a lot of thinking last night, and I would like to ask that you stay away from me for a while. I need a break from you.” He quietly said.

“But, Miroku. I am in love with you, and it hurts to see you make comments towards other women, especially one that is my best friend.” Sango whispered, her tears now streaming down her face.

Miroku allowed a chuckle to escape his lips. “Do you know what love is, Lady Sango? Love does not get jealous. Love does not envy. Love does not humiliate. And most of all, Love does not hurt. No, Lady Sango. You do not know what love is, I am afraid. And I am afraid that I cannot be the one to teach you.” He said. He heard her gasp, and shook his head. The conversation was over. He walked away from her, ignoring the pang in his heart. One day, he would look back and be able to laugh, but on this day, all he wanted to do was cry.

Sango watched him go, and felt herself sinking to the ground. Before she hit, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her and hold her close to a warm body. She turned her head and began to sob.

Inu Yasha had seen and heard the entire thing. He had left the palace to cool down and had listened as Miroku told Sango how he felt. He felt bad for the monk, but knew that he was right. Sango was a bit too violent for her own good, but she was in love with the monk and they often spoke about her feelings about the amorous male. She had once explained to him that every time he groped or flirted with another woman, it hurt her so much that she was beginning to feel numb. Though her father was a good man, he, too, had a reputation with the ladies after her mother died, and Sango feared that Miroku was the same kind of man that her father had become. To be honest, he could see both sides and as he cradled the heartbroken slayer to his chest, he sighed.

“Sango, give him time to cool down. Let him relax and then try to talk to him.” Inu Yasha said softly.

Sango shook her head. “He hates me, Inu Yasha. He doesn’t even want to be my friend.” She whispered. She had been able to stop sobbing for a moment, but the gates opened once more and she allowed herself to cry on her friend.

The hanyou sighed and held her tighter against him. He ran his fingers through her hair and then said, “Let’s take a walk. I think we both need to have someone listen to our problems and perhaps we can figure things out together.”

When Sango nodded, he helped her up and took her in his arms. Without a glance backwards, the hanyou began to run and did not stop until they were high into a tree that sat in the middle of the forest that surrounded his brother’s palace.

He sat down against the tree and arranged Sango so that she was sitting between his legs. They spoke of many things, and soon both came to a conclusion. However, Inu Yasha was going to pull Miroku aside and have a man-to-man talk with him. He started this entire mess by not considering Sango’s feelings in the first place. He should be the one to feel badly, not her.

Sango felt Inu Yasha pick her up and leaned her head upon his shoulder. She was exhausted and fought the need to sleep, but as the hanyou ran through the forest, she lost the battle and fell asleep in his arms.

Inu Yasha looked down and smirked. It never failed to amaze him that women could fall asleep in that position. It looked quite uncomfortable. He ran until he was at the palace garden and saw that Kagome and Sesshomaru were sitting on a bench, drinking tea. He watched as Kagome’s eyes narrowed and then went wide with concern. She set her cup down and rushed over to him.

“Oh, my Kami. Miroku finally hit her back, huh?” She asked, her voice laced with concern.

Inu Yasha chuckled. “No, he did not hit her. Well, at least not physically. Sesshomaru, could you take her to her chambers. There is something I need to do. Please.” He asked, not caring if he sounded like he was begging.

Sesshomaru’s eyes widened a bit. Ok, Kagome is acting obedient, and Inu Yasha is being civil and polite. ‘When did the world go crazy and where the hell was I at?’ He wondered. But, he took the sleeping slayer from the hanyou and walked inside. He heard Kagome ask Inu Yasha a question, but then heard her footsteps behind him.

When they got to the slayer’s room, he opened the door and walked inside. Kagome followed and then asked him to wait outside while she undressed Sango. He nodded, and left.

Kagome quickly undressed Sango and pulled back the covers. When she was about to cover Sango up, the slayer’s eyes went wide and she whispered, “Kagome.”

Kagome smiled down at her best friend. “Yeah, it’s me. Inu Yasha asked that we bring you inside, and I think that he was right in doing so. Go to sleep, Sango. You need to rest. I will have Kilala come and see you.” She said, covering the slayer and then brushed her bangs out of her eyes.

Sango nodded and closed her eyes. Never before had she felt so horrible. All she wanted to do was fade away.

Kagome stepped out into the hall and closed the door. She looked up at Sesshomaru and took his hand. He led her to the study and over to the couch. When they were seated, Sesshomaru looked at Kagome expectantly.

Kagome took in a deep breath and began to tell him what Miroku had said. When she was done, the taiyoukai looked thoughtful. He shook his head and said, “You are to stay out of this, Kagome. Let them handle their own affairs. You may listen, but you will not involve yourself. Am I clear?” He asked.

“Yes, Sesshomaru. You are clear.” She replied. She looked up at him and watched as he nodded his approval. He bent his head and kissed her lips. To Kagome, that kiss was sweeter than any candy she had ever had the pleasure of tasting.

When Sesshomaru returned to his work, Kagome asked his permission to go back to the garden. He nodded, and she quietly left the study. She walked back outside and saw Inu Yasha sitting a few feet away from Miroku. She could tell that the hanyou was about to tell Miroku what was on his mind, and she had to feel sorry for the poor monk. This day was bad from the get-go and now she had two friends who were heartbroken. It was a messed up situation, but Kagome decided to sit down and watch the two males. It would be an interesting confrontation.