Just Another Lemon

Kagome sighed as she stretched her back. Her eyes blinked open in confusion as her rear encountered a hard, warm obstruction that prevented her from fully stretching. As the hazy fog of sleep lifted, her mind provided a name for said obstruction: Sesshomaru's right hip. She chuckled noiselessly at her realisation as she flipped onto her back to stretch her arms and legs without accosting the demon behind her.

A soft snort made her whip her head to the side, fully expecting to meet a pair of cloudy, golden orbs. Instead, she was greeted by a sleeping youkai who was unconsciously trying to blow a few strands of his hair out of his face.

A wisp of silvery white was clinging stubbornly to Sesshomaru's cheek, the hair tips obviously annoying his fine, aristocratic nose. He snorted again, and the strands dislodged...only to settle into the crease between his slightly parted lips. Lips which now twitched at the feathery touch of the onerous hairs.

Holding her breath to forestall the loud giggle that was desperately wanting to break free, the miko carefully plucked the wayward lock from her lover's face.

'How on Earth can he sleep like that?' she wondered. Taking a cursory glance around the bed, grateful that the covers had been kicked off in the night (as their absence provided a wonderful view of her demon's sleeping form) her eyes widened in awe at Sesshomaru's well-distributed mane. Although he often tied the straying strands back at night, he had neglected to do so this time. Whether from forgetfulness (which she doubted) or from being to tired to care, she could only guess. Only one other rime had she woken to find it un-bound, but in that instance, it had remained - miraculously - all gathered under his body.

Now, though many of his tresses were restrained under his slumbering form, many more had escaped their confinement. Kagome noted, with much amusement, that quite a bit of it was laying in messy heaps atop his broad, muscular chest and deliciously toned abs. Yet more strands were looped over and around his thickly muscled thighs, and there was even a section obscuring her full view of his flaccid (yet still tempting) penis.

Never before had Sesshomaru appeared so disheveled, and the fact that his lips were now parted wide as he began to snore softly only added to her mirth. For several moments, the surprised onna even debated with herself as to whether or not she was still dreaming. Surely the stoic, perfect Inu Taiyoukai she knew would never be caught dead looking so unkempt.

Her mind immediately conjured up a vision of the way Sesshomaru should look. In her mind's eye, perfection was brought to life. He was standing on a ridge in full regalia, his long, silken mane and the fur of his mokomoko-sama blowing gently in the spring breeze as the setting sun painted the backdrop in hot orange and pink. His face was turned away as he traced the path of the golden orb disappearing over the horizon, but as she watched the beautiful scene, he turned to face her.

The magenta stripes on his defined cheekbones and the outer halo of his hair and clothing seemed to glow in the sun's last rays. His face was set in stoic indifference as he regarded her presence.

Suddenly, the mask dropped, and he smiled seductively before parting his perfect, pale lips to speak.

"This Sesshomaru desires to keep you, Mate."

Kagome woke again with a start. She had drifted back to sleep during her conjured vision of loveliness. Her dream Sesshomaru's words were burning in the forefront of her mind.

'Mate! I'm his MATE!'

She did a few mental cartwheels of joy as the words echoed in her head before being joined by other key phrases.

'You will enjoy it.'...'Do you like that, my bitch?'...'I will teach you the proper position for the bitch of this Sesshomaru.'...'How does that feel, little miko?...Do you like when I touch you here?'...'I am going to make you scream, miko.'...'This Sesshomaru belongs to you, and no other.'

One last phrase drifted across her mind, and it sobered her, immediately.

'My apologies, My Lady.'

'Oh, SHIT! she silently screamed, still conscious of the sleeping demon beside her. 'He's a LORD...that makes me a...a...Lady? Lordess? Some kind of royalty...Youkai royalty?!'

Suddenly her previously jubilant and carefree mood was shattered. Questions raced around in the confines of her head, bashing painfully into each other and the inner dome of her mind. Instantly she felt the ache of a migraine.

'Does he have actual subjects? What if they don't like me because I'm human? What if he expects me to act like...in some way that I don't even know since I have no idea how a 'Lady' acts! What will my mom say? She's going to be so mad! Will he even let me go home? What will Sango or Miroku think? Oh, KAMI, what will Inuyasha think?! He's totally going to hate me...'

As the barrage continued, the miko began sobbing quietly. Her hot tears ran in rivers down her cheeks as guilt overwhelmed her senses.

'Inuyasha is going to hate me. What about Shippo? Oh, no! Will Sesshomaru allow me to have Shippo with me? He's still a baby! I can't just leave him with Miroku or Inuyasha forever! Sango would take good care of him, but the boys will totally corrupt him!'

Her next thoughts brought a bit of solace. 'Maybe...maybe it isn't all as bad as that. Sesshomaru seems to always be wandering around, right? Maybe he isn't as active at doing...um...Lordly things as I'm assuming. Maybe...what if I could convince him to join our group instead of dragging me away from everyone...?' A slight smirk appeared on her now calm, though tear-streaked face.

'Maybe it wouldn't be so hard to convince Sango and Miroku what a good idea it would be to have Sesshomaru permanently on our side. And maybe...if I can't win Inuyasha with logic, I can just 'sit' him into oblivion...or until he gives up.'

The last thought caused a nearly evil smile to flash across her features. If anyone had been present to see it, they might have thought she was oddly taking after her new mate.

There was just one more question. 'Why did he ask me to be his mate?'

Blinking at the question, since she had no idea as what the answer could possibly be, she turned to regard her silent bed-partner. This time, she was met by his beautiful, golden gaze. However, his eyes were not clouded from slumber as she had expected. Apparently, he had been awake for at least a few minutes.

"What trouble you, mate?"

Though his eyes were clear, his thick, deep voice betrayed the fact that he had recently awoken. He had been watching her for the past several minutes, silently wondering about her changing moods. The light smell of salt and the dried tracks of her recent tears alerted him to her upset, but she had apparently stopped crying before he had slipped from his dreams. As he'd watched her calm face, he'd wondered about her distress until he'd noticed her soft smile, which was quickly followed by a disturbingly evil smirk. He was greatly anticipating finding out just what his unpredictable mate was thinking.

"Oh," she mumbled, looking away. "I was just...thinking." 'How do I ask him these questions? Which are most important? I should ask those, first...'

"About?" he prompted softly, a bit aggravated at her dodge.

Kagome turned back to her mate, only to find him sitting up, attempting to pull his disarrayed locks into some semblance of order with his claws. After a moment of silence, he turned to face her once more. His lips were pulled back slightly in a frown at her reluctance to answer his question. Was she regretting their bonding?

"Sess," she began, finally, steeling herself for the worst of what his answer could be, and carefully watching his face for reaction. "Why did you ask me to be your mate?"

His frown deepened as he silently contemplated why she would ask such a thing. Was he right in believing her to be regretful of what they had shared? Was it possible that, even though she had seemed happy to stay with him in their little cave, that she did not prefer his affections, after all? Instead of answering her question, he chose to pose his own query...though it naturally came out as more of a statement than a question.

"You do not...care for this Sesshomaru."

Realising quickly from his reversion to the third person and his dispassionate expression that he had taken her question the wrong way, Kagome hurried to console the Inu Lord.

"No," she smiled softly. "That's not it, at all. Sesshomaru..." she dropped her gaze to her lap as she, too, sat up. She fidgeted under his regard as she stared at her twitching fingers. "I do...care...for you, a great deal." She chuckled without humor in her nervousness at revealing her feelings to a being that might not share them. "I...I have cared for you for a long time. I just...I never thought the feeling might be mutual. Please," she begged as she turned to him once more, searching his expression for the truth. "Please don't tell me it isn't!"

Her searching gaze was met with a miracle. Sesshomaru's drawn features relaxed before her eyes, and his mouth lifted into a true smile. 'So,' he thought. 'She does desire this Sesshomaru. She is simply irrationally insecure.' He frowned, this time inwardly, as he realised that perhaps his own attitude towards her in the past might have something to do with her doubts of his desire for her. Perhaps he needed to re-assure her of his choice of mate, and show her that her insecurities were unfounded.

Pulling her small body to his own, he arranged her to sit on his lap sideways, so that he could hold her close while still viewing her expression.

"Vexing onna," he chuckled at her once she was seated comfortably. "Did you think it was merely coincidence that I came upon you six days ago?"

Startled by the question and what it might imply, Kagome stared down at her knees. "I thought...I thought you couldn't find anyone suitable enou-"

His dexterous, sword calloused fingers cradled her chin lightly, interrupting her. He turned her face to his and gave her a short, chaste kiss. "Kagome," he nearly whispered. "I did not look for anyone else."

"Wh...What?" she stuttered, completely shocked at his revelation. He kissed her lips again softly before continuing.

"I do not desire any other," he said matter-of-factly. "When my heat became apparent, I looked only for you."

The miko sat quietly for a moment, her eyes glazing slightly as her thoughts turned introspective. "Why?" she asked aloud, though her unfocussed eyes told him she was still concentrating more on her own thoughts than him. Regardless, he decided that perhaps she needed to hear his reasons.

"It is...difficult," he answered, his own thoughts turning inward as she re-focussed on his face. "For many centuries, this Sesshomaru did not desire...a female companion," he admitted. "I wished only to care for myself. Perhaps fifty years ago, I realised that I might...enjoy having a mate. Though many choices were available to me, I found all were lacking. Most of the females I courted wished only for my power and status. A few were less ambitious, but also less...desirable, for other reasons.

"I do not desire to keep company with those who would be more burden than pleasure. For awhile, I simply stopped looking, thinking foolishly that there were none who were worthy of this Sesshomaru. When I found Rin, although she was but a ningen pup, I realised that I might have been wrong to assume such. She is...unusual, certainly, but innocent. She had not been tainted by desire for power or wealth. I grew fond of her, at one point even thought that perhaps, one day..."

He shook his head to clear the wayward thoughts as Kagome's shocked expression registered in his perepheral vision.

"But that cannot be. Though she would certainly be worthy, she is also not what I was looking for. It did not take long for me to realise that. She is...not dissimilar to a daughter."

The miko smiled softly at the tenderness in his voice for the little ningen girl, and waited patiently for him to continue.

"However, her presence and my own misguided thoughts drove me to realise that perhaps not all ningen were as...worthless as I originally believed."

Kagome bristled at the insult to her race, but quickly reminded herself that sometimes humans and demons were given to making false assumptions about each other. The fact that he was able to see the error of his ways made her decide to keep quiet while he expounded.

"And so, once again this Sesshomaru began searching, though this time including ningens. Yet, again, I was disappoited to find no one who would suit me."

There was a long pause, and Kagome was just about to ask a question when he took a deep, airy breath and began again.

"Then, one day, I was on a quest of another kind, when I met a female I had never seen before. At first, I dismissed her, as I was not pleased with the company she would deign to keep.

"But she defied me, even threatened this Sesshomaru's life. She wielded her emotions like a weapon, and the fact both surprised and intrigued me. Over time, there were many occasions where our paths crossed again. She slowly came to receive my respect, though at first it was all I would give her.

"You see, her heart belonged to another. Though secretly I coveted her for her fire and surprising strength, I believed she would never accept my advances."

The little onna huffed at that. Who would turn down Sesshomaru? Said demon glanced at her incredulous visage with an unreadable expression before deciding to ignore her and continue.

"One day, I happened upon her, alone, in the woods. She was upset, and though something in me desired to comfort her, I kept my distance and allowed her the privacy she obviously sought.

"However, due to my knowledge of her...and her friends, it was easy for me to discern what she had been quietly crying about. The one she had given her heart to had forsaken her for another."

Kagome stayed relatively quiet as his velvety voice told the story. Not only had Sesshomaru never spoken so much, but he had never before revealed so much of his life or thoughts. Deep inside, though, she was confused and sad. Her demon lover was in love with some other woman, and she was surprised at the jealousy she felt. And the fool female was too busy caring for some two-timer to realise that something, someone incredible had been pining for her all along?

But why was he telling her this story? Was he trying to tell her that, though he had mated her, there was someone else out there he wanted? His soft, almost dreamy voice interrupted her thoughts as he continued on.

"She never knew, of course. I never let on that I had any care for her. In fact, she probably believed that I had only hatred for her in my heart. Knowing that she belonged to another...it was easier to let her believe such than to know the truth. At least, that is what I believed at the time.

"Then, on one particular...visit, I caught her looking at me strangely. Although the one I assumed her to belong to was present, she continued to cast her gaze in this Sesshomaru's direction as opposed to his.

"It became a pattern, after that. Each time I would see her, I would feel her eyes upon my person. It...piqued my curiosity. It made me wonder if it was wise to continue hiding my...interest..."

His words trailed off, and he appeared to be lost in thought. Kagome was thinking, as well. She wondered what had ever become of this other woman. Had she died? Is that why he wasn't with her, now? Did she turn Sesshomaru down to be with the first demon she was with? Or was he simply telling her because he was feeling guilty about mating her when there was another woman out there that held his heart?

She felt herself frowning sadly at the thought that she had truly discovered that Sesshomaru had a heart somewhere under all his outward icy-ness, and that it, unfortunately, belonged to someone else. She felt hurt, ashamed that she couldn't be the one to reach that intimate part of his emotions, while some other woman could. It wasn't fair.

Kagome was surprised, and ashamed, to realise she desperately wanted to know who this other woman was, so that she could somehow get rid of the threat to her relationship with the Inu Lord.

She gasped inwardly at her own thoughts. Was she really thinking such horrible things? What was wrong with her? Was she really that jealous?

"Who is she?" she heard herself ask, a bit more vehemently than she had wanted.

Sesshomaru's introspective gaze shifted as her question broke through his musings. He was both surprised and amused at the tone of her voice. Did she not realise who he was talking about? She sounded as if she was ready to search this 'other woman' out and off her. He almost laughed at that thought. Kagome would never do such a thing...would she?

Shaking off his thoughts with a few rapid blinks, he turned to regard the little woman sitting in his lap. She wanted to know the onna's name, did she?

"Kagome."

Kagome blinked. "What?" she asked, thinking he called her name to gain her attention.

"Her name...is, Kagome." He barely contained the mirth in his voice at her confusion.

The miko's startled inhalation was followed swiftly by tears. Once the final words had passed his lips, the puzzle pieces he'd laid out all fit together in her mind with a 'snap'. It was her that he had been speaking of, all along...Her and Inuyasha...

Her tears continued even as her demon mate, who was slightly taken aback by the rush of salt-water, tried to kiss them away. He couldn't understand why they were falling, didn't realise that they were tears of joy at his silent admission of love and relief that there was no 'other' female to contend with.

He nuzzled into her hair, kissing her neck softly as her arms came up to wrap around his neck.

"Sesshomaru," she whimpered as she re-adjusted her position to straddle his legs so that she could hold him closer. "I never knew..."

He held her quietly for several minutes, until her tears had all subsided. She nuzzled into his neck for comfort, breathing in his scent happily before placing a soft kiss on the place where she had marked him as her mate.

Sesshomaru growled lightly as her lips brushed against the sensitive spot, before gently pulling her away so he could kiss her warm, salt-stained lips.

"There are other things of importance to discuss, woman," he said as he kissed her sweet lips, then her forehead. "Being the mate of this Sesshomaru comes with certain...obligations."

Kagome caught her plump lower lip between her small, white teeth as she waited to hear what he might expect of her. His tone immediately became serious.

"I have many duties to attend, as my position requires. As my mate, I would expect you to...assist me with some things." As an afterthought; "Perhaps you would...enjoy some of the work. You are educated, so the reading of scrolls and perhaps mathematics would not be difficult for you."

Kagome was thoughtful for a moment before answering, carefully calculating how he would receive her thoughts, and adjusting her answer to please both him and herself.

"I would be pleased to help you in any way I can, Sesshou...but I know nothing of Lordly...endeavors, and I cannot forget my obligation to the Shikon's restoration."

"That," he huffed slightly, "will not be necessary. I understand that my Lady has a quest. However, I would ask that you would allow me to hasten it's completion."

"You mean, help find the shards?" she asked, surprised at his offer. She had thought she might have to persuade him into helping, never that he would simply want to help.

"Hn," he answered. "I have not before bothered to search them out, as the whereabouts of the fragments were not my concern. However, if you would allow this Sesshomaru's aid, perhaps it would also be a benefit to me. If I am to join your quest, perhaps my own would be completed sooner. After all, the culmination of both journeys is to see Naraku forced from this plane."

Kagome nodded thoughtfully before renewing the abuse of her lip. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her little, dull teeth worry the dark pink flesh. "But it would mean you would have to put up with Inuyasha," she pointed out after releasing the puffy appendage.

"My brother is tiresome," he sighed a bit dejectedly. "However, combining our paths is the wisest choice. I had already resigned myself to having him fight at my side to defeat the spider hanyou. Although he is brash and often uncontrolled, Inuyasha's power has grown, and his skills, while still lacking, have much improved."

"Aha!" she giggled, suddenly, poking one dainty finger into his unprotected chest. "It was all a ruse, then, wasn't it? You were never actually going to kill him!"

"So you know me so well, do you, mate?" he shot back, not missing a beat. "Do you believe your few days here in my presence have given you such insight?"

"Yes," she giggled again. "But I've thought that for a long time. You always come out yelling 'Die, Inuyasha!', yet he is still alive...and you've rarely maimed him badly. I've never seen you hold back for anyone else."

'Perceptive bitch,' he mused.

"But why the animosity?" she wondered.

Apparently, the hanyou had never gone into detail about their shared past, he realised. Sesshomaru sighed once more. Yet again, she would have him speak at length. Although she was now his mate, and privy to such information, the demon lord was hesitant to continue speaking.

"You don't have to tell me, if you don't want to," she said softly, seeing his hesitation.

"I simply am not accustom to indulging in such lengthy conversations," he remarked with a slight shrug. "However, I will not keep the information from you, as my brother has seen fit to do."

Kagome smiled at him, happy that he would share yet more of his past. She certainly was hearing alot from him, and she savored listening to his smooth voice.

"When Inuyasha was birthed," he began, "that is the day our father left this plane. Izayoi came to the Western Palace with my infant brother shortly thereafter. However, news of my father's demise had reached me before she did.

"I was burdened by much at that time, and although pack law would dictate I assume care of the pup in my sire's stead, I was not willing to take on Izayoi as a ward. Part of my reasoning was that, had my father not mated her, he would have still been alive.

"In my selfishness, I did not consider that she was human, and not completely accepting or even knowledgeable of youkai laws and traditions. Instead of leaving the pup in my care, she chose to leave our ancestral home and raise Inuyasha herself. Foolishly, and selfishly, I allowed her to go. I washed my hands of her and the half-breed she had birthed.

"Not long after, I realised how dishonorable my actions were. I went to seek her out, and found her settled in a human village on the outskirts of my lands. I tried to persuade her to come back, offered her a place at the palace where she and Inuyasha could remain. She refused, but accepted a token from me. It was all I could do since she would not come to live in our home.

"It was a small ring of silver, enchanted by myself. Because she refused my offer of placement, I could not be near to monitor the pups development or safety. When he was in danger, the small bauble would send an energy pulse to me. Being that he was the hanyou son of the Inu no Taisho, I knew there would be many who would seek his demise."

Kagome nodded to show she was listening and understood so far. Shifting position, as her butt was falling asleep from the way his muscular thighs pressed against it, she moved back to her side of the pallet before leaning against the taiyoukai's shoulder.

As he continued speaking, his arm wrapped comfortably around her back, pulling her closer.

"I was not wrong." His tone belied his regret. "For many years, I divided my time between my noble duties and running to aid Inuyasha. I found Izayoi to be a surprisingly brave woman when it came to defending her son, though often she was no match for those who came seeking my brother's blood.

"As Inuyasha grew, the ring called on me less and less. When he was...approximately 12 by your standards, I was called away to the South for a meeting of nobles. It had been nearly five years since I had been called to my brother's aid, and I mistakenly thought that he was well enough able to protect himself in my absence.

"The meeting ended two days earlier than I had expected, and I was little more than half way home when I felt the strong pulse of the ring. I rushed to where the source emanated from, but arrived too late.

"Inuyasha was unconscious, a rogue youkai standing over him, poised for a death blow. I killed him before he even became aware of my presence, but the damage had already been inflicted.

"From what I could discern, Inuyasha had fought and killed four oni and one other rogue youkai. It seemed Izayoi had also managed to take out two oni before the group had overwhelmed them...

"I knew of Tensaiga's abilities, though I had yet to use the sword for it's given purpose..."

He turned to look at his mate so that she could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I could not revive her. I did not know then what I know now; that Tensaiga can only be used to revive any being once, and that my father had already raised Izayoi on the day of his own demise.

"I returned to the palace with Inuyasha. When he regained consciousness, he blamed this Sesshomaru for the death of his mother. He claimed it to be my fault for arriving too late.

"I believe he also blamed himself for being weak. Too weak to defend himself and save his mother. He left the Western Lands as soon as his body had fully recovered, and I did not hear of him again until after the priestess, Kikyou, had sealed him to the Goshinboku.

"After his departure, I found the ring on the ground by the main gate. Perhaps a moon cycle later, I learned of the true reason for the attack that killed Izayoi. The worthless mortals of her village had come to fear her presence, and that of Inuyasha. When I had departed, the village elder secretly collected a tithe from the villagers in order to hire the two rogue youkai and the oni as assassins. They feared Inuyasha, and thought to be rid of his presence.

"The village, I destroyed for their treachery. However, as I have not since spoken cordially with Inuyasha, I doubt he knows of the mortals' deeds, or the ruin of their village."

Kagome sat in quiet contemplation for several minutes, letting everything she had just been told sink in. 'So, Inuyasha's craving for power must stem from thinking he was too weak...and he hates Sesshomaru because he blames him for his mother's death. But...then why does Sesshomaru act like he also hates Inuyasha?'

"I don't understand," she admitted finally. "What you've told me explains Inuyasha's behavior, but why do you always act as if you hate him, as well?"

"Because he was correct to assume himself weak, though not in the manner he believed," Sesshomaru stated matter-of-factly. "Had he not been slave to his emotions, he would have taken his rightful place as second heir to the Western Lands. Had he stayed, he would have found revenge for his mother's death and gained his own status and power by training under this Sesshomaru.

"Instead, he ran like a coward from his inheritance and his duty. He has forsaken all but the Tetsusaiga, simply because he fears the truth; that I am not to blame.

"He also would have never been fool enough to be sealed to that tree for fifty years," he concluded.

"Oh," was all Kagome could manage in response. "So, you don't hate him for being hanyou?"

Sesshomaru shook his head slightly. "How could I blame him for such? He did not choose the circumstances of his birth, only the path he now walks."

Kagome nodded thoughtfully. "Sesshomaru?" She needed to change the subject. As much as she loved to hear him speak and find out about his past, she was becoming weary of the strong emotions his stories were illiciting. When he did not reply, she took his silence as his consent to continue.

"How much longer before your heat ends?"

Sesshomaru nearly laughed at the swift change of topic, and her new choice of subject. "It has already passed," he admitted. When he had awoken, he had noticed the change.

"Oh."

She sounded disappointed. "Something amiss?" he prompted, turning to face her once more.

"No, not really...I just...well, I was wondering if you might..."

He was surprised by her sudden shyness, but the Western Lord decided to tease her. It was obvious she was skirting a sexual issue by the heat of her body and the blush coloring her face.

"You wish to know if this Sesshomaru would bring you back to your friends," he asked in a serious tone. She was looking down at her fidgeting fingers, and so missed the hint of mirth in his eyes. He knew very well that was not what she had been about to ask.

"N..no," she began, blushing even more fiercely. "I was hoping you would...that your heat hadn't...ended quite ye-"

More quickly than she could blink, she found herself pinned beneath his much larger frame, her words cut off as his lips demanded a more silent performance of her mouth.

Startled by his sudden move, she tensed before her body relaxed under his, and her plump little lips complied. She was quickly becoming lost in his intense kiss, as his probing tongue searched out her own small, pink muscle.

Grateful that neither of them had bothered to dress yet, the taiyoukai deftly divided her thighs before settling himself between them, never allowing her a moment of reprieve from his demanding kisses.

Kagome moaned softly against the Inu Lord's lips as she felt his heated body settle between her legs. This was what she had wanted, to feel him again driving her to the intense pleasure of carnal delight. It was mere moments before he was fully ready to take her.

The miko whined as his lips finally left hers, but moaned headily as his hot mouth burned a path down the side of her neck, pausing briefly over the mark he had given her, before continuing down to latch on to a pebbled, carmel tipped breast.

"Ohhh," she panted as his tongue swirled around her hardened peak. His mouth really could do the most amazing things. He smirked against her flesh, her perky nipple caught carefully between his teeth. Although his heat was over, the strong craving for her body had not ebbed.

His strong, clawed digits made their way between their bodies until he was gently cupping her sex. "Mine," he growled possessively against her breast.

"Yours," she breathed compliantly as one of his fingers began slowly stroking her pearl. She arched into him, forcing more of her plump breast into his mouth, and gently rocked her hips against his hand.

"My mate," he purred as he lavished kisses across her chest to pay homage to her previously neglected breast. Already she was slick, his fingers easily made their way into her sweet, hot depths. Gently, playfully, he wriggled them inside her, causing her to moan delightfully and thrust against him more forcefully.

"Sesshou," she cooed as he trailed a line of fiery kisses down from her pliant mound. He nipped lightly at the soft skin of her abdomen before moving lower still, replacing his wonderful fingers with his burning, demanding mouth.

"Oh, Kami!" she cried as his probing tongue plunged into her core, only to retreat before pressing against her sensitive clitoris. He sucked her pink nub into his mouth and suckled like a thirsty pup at a nipple, occasionally nipping at the delicate protrusion.

Kagome's right hand disappeared into her demon lover's locks, her small fingers desperately clawing at his scalp. She tried to force his mouth harder against her sex, her digits alternately pulling at his strands and pushing on his head.

Sesshomaru complied easily to her silent demand, managing to maintain a hard suction on her enflamed clit as his tongue snaked down for another taste of her delicious essence.

Kagome's veins surged with heat, the sound of her rushing blood nearly drowning out his soft growls of pleasure as he feasted on her willing body. His growls vibrated from his mouth and into her flesh, causing her body to quiver as her orgasm built.

"Sesshou!" she cried out as he pressed two digits back into her weeping core and thrust forcefully. "Ah! Oh, Sess! make me...ohhhh...that's it...make me cum!" She nearly screamed the last as he forced her tensed body to release, hard. She shook fitfully as her creamy treat filled his hungry mouth. He growled loudly in appreciation as he sought out every drop, curling his tongue inside her, searching for more.

"Oh, god," Kagome sobbed as her spasming body finally relaxed. She used the hand still tangled in his silvery hair to tug him up her body. He grunted, unhappy to be pulled from his reward, but willing enough to allow her the ability to drag him away.

She pulled him forcefully to her mouth, and ravished his most wonderful feature with her lips. She forced her soft, pink tongue into the depths of his mouth to relish the flavor of him. Kagome moaned wantonly as her own flavor invaded her senses, and she pressed herself against him desperately, as if he would disappear should she relinquish her hold.

"Kami, woman," he groaned when she finally pulled away from his heated, spicy mouth. He was painfully hard, and dying to sheath himself in something warm and wet and tight. "I need you," he moaned as he shifted his weight to press into her waiting channel. He plunged inside with a powerful stroke, snarling in pleasure at the way her molten core gripped him fiercely.

"Sesshou!" she cried over his resounding snarl. "Please..."

Her begging was met with a pounding rhythm, each stroke seeming to push him deeper, until his tip was slamming against her cervix with each invading thrust.

Kagome sobbed beneath him in bliss, trying desperately to keep up with his demanding strokes. He surged against her, filling her completely time and again as she cried out in pleasure.

Twice he forced her to the precipice and over before his own juices stirred.

"Ka...gome," he snarled as he shoved himself as deeply as he could into her writhing body. He bit out words between thrusts as his climax soared to impossible heights. "Tight...Bitch," he snarled. He somehow managed to press deeper still, and Kagome squealed in delicious pain as he continued thrusting against her end.

"My...bitch," he continued to snarl, his eyes now completely crimson with lust, his fangs extended as he watched his mate cry out in rapture. "Take...my...cock!" he demanded.

Kagome screamed her completion as his demand met her ears, his pulsing length forcing her to climax so hard it burned. He grabbed her hips fiercely as she clamped down around him, and held her as tight to himself as possible as he exploded forcefully inside her, coating her womb.

Kagome screamed again as his hot seed filled her, her vision dimming as she nearly passed out from the euphoric sensation of their combined orgasms.

Sesshomaru spasmed against her as the last of his semen spilled into her body, and she gasped at the surprising sound of his cry of completion.

His weight landed softly on top of her, his mouth seeking hers as he reveled in the afterglow of their shared release. Kagome's consciousness re-asserted itself as his fangs brushed against her lips. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his shoulders and neck as she sobbed against him.

After all their couplings, never had he given her so much. The sheer magnitude of her emotions, her realised love, was almost too much to bear.

"Oh, Sesshomaru," she cooed as he moved from her mouth to lavish nips and kisses across her cheek and down her neck. "That was...was..."

"Incredible," he finished huskily as he nipped at her velvety earlobe.

"I...I love you," she whispered suddenly, surprising both herself and the taiyoukai lipping her ear. Without warning, his fangs were suddenly buried in the mark he had left on her flesh, causing her to squeal in shock at the sudden pain.

He growled deeply, the soothing sound vibrating through her body through his connection to her neck. She calmed immediately, and he gently pulled free and lapped at the re-opened wound.

Kagome reached up and lovingly caressed his neck and ear with her small hand as he sealed the punctures once more. He brought his lips so close to hers that they were touching before he replied.

"And I, you, mate," he whispered against her full, slightly bruised appendages.

Kagome sighed happily as he stole a kiss before disengaging their still coupled bodies and rolling to the side.