Please Don't Love Me

“Speaking”
‘Thoughts’


Chapter 11
A debt.

“debt Sesshomaru? As far as I’m concerned there is no debt. I only did what I felt was right and I in no way expect compensation.” Kagome replied steadily while keeping eye contact with the stoic lord Sesshomaru.


“Regardless of what you believe your actions have indebted this Sesshomaru to you. My honor demands that I pay my debts.” Sesshomaru said while running clawed fingers through his long silvery hair while flicking it over his shoulder.


Kagome watches his hand comb through his hair with longing as her fingers twitch with the desire to feel those silky strands between her fingers once more. Shaking her head to clear her distracted mind Kagome once more returns her eyes to his. “As far as I am concerned Sesshomaru all I had done was correct an error I helped make. If I had not rushed into that room knowing you were in there then what happened between us would have never happened. So you are not indebted to me in the slightest and its best if we put that night behind us.” Kagome stated calmly as her hands moved to dust off the back of her skirt.


Head tilted curiously he was surprised, he had offered her a chance to ask whatever she could of him and get it, but she refuses ‘why?’ he could not help but ask himself. She could ask for gold or jewels even protection or his word to leave the whelp alone; yet she does not. “You are a strange human miko. Others in your position would demand wealth or protection yet you want nothing?” he could not help, but ask because he knew humans or even many youkai to be greedy and she did not seem all that different from other humans.


Closing her eyes as she inhales through her nostrils she then opens them and exhales before she continues in a tone that told she was clearly annoyed “I do not need your wealth and I already have a self proclaimed protector.” pursing her lips she continues “The experience was… nice. I was not hurt in anyway, so don’t worry about any debt” she added softly turning her head to look behind her into the forest. She was ready to end this conversation before it got any further “If you will excuse me I must head back to camp before someone comes looking for me again.” Kagome said as she bowed to him and turned to leave.


‘Am I understanding her correctly?’ he thought as her words processed within his mind. Was she telling him that because the sex was good he owed her nothing? Though she tries to make me see that I owe her nothing I know the truth. She did not need to come to me, she could have left me too die. It was not her fault that the curse happened, no that offense is solely given to the demoness that thought to capture him with a spell he mused watching the miko bow and turn. As she made her way to the tree line a slight breeze moved through the clearing ruffling her skirt and making it rise. His throat dried at the sight of her short skirt lifting enough to show him her womanly secrets. The very secret he had only sampled while under the curses influence and before he could stop himself he spoke again. “Meet me tomorrow night when your group camps alone.”


Hearing his demand she whirled around to deny him only to see he had gone. With one more final look with her eyes then her senses she knew he was gone. With a sigh she asks herself ‘what now?’.


Walking back to the camp where her friends were situated she could not help but wonder what Sesshomaru would want with her. The tone he used when he told her to meet him the next night was not his usual cold one and she could not figure out why. He sounded more rough, his voice deeper it was a tone she had never heard before and could not know what it meant. One thing she did know was that now she had to decide whether or not she wanted to show up tomorrow. It was not like the last time she went to him alone, he is not in danger of death this time around. So the question is ‘do I want to go and meet him alone?’ the answer is one she had yet to figure out.

0ooo0

‘Why would I say such a thing?’ he asked himself for the hundredth time since he left the miko in that clearing only 30 minutes ago. He knew why he mused as he shut his eyes and images of him and the miko played before his eye lids. His heart fluttering with the memory of what it felt like. It was not the act itself that left him with this desire. It was the feeling, the emotion he felt as he took her and the feeling he received in return. He could not get image of her eyes out of his head as he broke her maiden barrier. The emotions he could see reflected back at him.

He had many rutting partners over the hundreds of years he had been alive and none could compare to what he felt with her that night. He wondered if it was because of the spell. Did he feel like that because he loved her? Did rutting feel different when you are with one you care for? Pleasure is pleasure, but what he felt was deeper then that; he had not felt the fires of passion in a long time. He was no stranger to lust, but the feeling he got when the breeze lifted that little shirt high enough for him to view the bottom of her butt cheeks was not the same feeling of lust he had received before. ‘Is it possible that the spell though no longer life threatening is still very much in effect?’ The effects have waned and he could control the need to touch her now, but before could not. He mused turning his head towards the sky to look upon the stars in the heavens.


He had wanted to take her earlier, he could not deny that, but the question was why? Why did he still desire her even after he tasted what she had to offer? All his other conquests were one niters never had he bedded the same female twice. The mystery was gone once the act was done and the lust he felt was no more. The only thing to arouse him in the past was the mystery and when it was gone so was he. So what made the miko any different? Was it because he was under the effects of the spell, and was now wondering what it would be like to take her again? The mystery of taking her while he was in control of himself? It could very well be the reason he still desired her and once he had her again he would be free of his need to possess her. Or is it the curiosity? Could he still desire her because he wanted to know if he could duplicate the feelings of that night? ‘that must be it. It felt different yes, but it was an amazing different. Sex unlike any I had ever experienced before and I want to see if it the same. If that is how sex feels with her verses anyone else.’ he thought as he came to the decision that he was going to bed the miko one more time to get her out of his system.

He was sure that once he had taken her again, mind unclouded he would no longer desire her as he does now. She was ningen and a virgin; there was no way she could be a better rut then any of his past conquests. It just wasn’t possible for an inexperienced human to better a kijo with centuries of rutting experience.

Now that he had made the decision to rut her he knew he would have to seduce her. It was not like the last time where she had to give herself to him or he dies. No, this time she may be resistant to do so again. The idea was not distasteful since she would have to admit that she desires him as he does her.

The very thought of her moaning under his skillful hands as she pleaded with him to give her completion was arousing him. The thought of her fingers curling in his haori as she tried to peel it off of him in her need to touch him was making him harden with need. He could see her as he kissed down her neck as she moved to give him more access while at the same time pressing her bare breast against his also bare chest. The sensation of her hardened nipples as they pressed lightly against his chest and moved slowly with her movements. He could see her legs wrapped around his waist as he pinned her to the closest tree while he caressed those firm round cheeks of hers; the image of her was making his already hard member throb.

He would have her because he always gets what he wants.