Sesshoumaru Meets His Match?

* I don't own any Inuyasha characters except for the ones I have made up,( such as Liz, Susan, blah, blah, blah, you get the idea ) and taken from my own twisted and disturbed mind and I do mean disturbed *


A/N: As promised chapter 12 so soon after 11. I'm in a groove right now so...Chapter 13 might follow just as quickly though I can't make a promise to that. I'm probably going to take a small break to work on some LiveJournal stories. In fact it was one of them that gave me the courage to write what I did in chapter 11. So there will be more stuff by just me with of course the help of my friends in LJ. You ladies know who you are and big hugs to everyone! Especially to Gin and Nan!! Bigger hugs to you two!!

On with the show now!! ^_^

Japanese - vocab
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saiai - beloved
koibito - lover, sweetheart

Hungarian - vocab
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szíve választottja - beloved
nem - no


Chapter 12 - Who's seducing who now? A night of romance!

Sesshoumaru was furious for two days. No one dared to go near him and he never went back to his room during this time. He was afraid he would strangle that woman if he saw her right now. The disrespect to his honor was too much. However, he had to swallow it if he ever hoped to use her for his plans. He just read a report that made him more determined than ever to seduce Kyoka. Kyoka. He liked that better than her real name. It suited her better. Her fiery temperament was like a brand that was left in the fire too long. Red hot and ready to burn anyone who touched her. He had to get his anger under control or she was going to wind up dead and he would be left without a sword.

With determination he marched back to his room. As he reached it he heard the sound of... Giggling? He crept up to the door, careful not to let his silhouette fall on the paper paneling.

"I swear Saiyuri, you should have seen his face," Liz paused to catch her breath and take a sip of water. "After I kicked him in the ass, he flew through the air, head over feet and through the window. I mean, that's what that little toad gets for spying on me when I'm trying my best to bathe in here." Liz stopped to roll around and laugh, holding her stomach as it started to twinge a bit from the constant laughter. Saiyuri, however kept her composure a lot better and just let her amusement show in her smile and the way her eyes crinkled at the corners. Though truth be told it was hard not to roll around in laughter with the way Kyoka was telling the story.

"Anyway, he started cursing something bad when he was in the air. I'm not sure what he said since I don't understand the language, but I could tell it wasn't something very flattering," she said with a large smile as she remembered.

"Kyoka."

"Hmm?"

"Do you still wish to go home," asked Saiyuri.

"Well, yeah. I don't really belong here. Where ever here is. Let’s face it. If I stay here any longer, your Lord and I will probably end up killing each other. I just don't understand why he's insisting that I stay. It doesn't make any sense," concluded Liz as she ate a little bit of the rice and fish in front of her.

"I agree. It is unusual that Lord Sesshoumaru is keeping you here. I know he really doesn't mind Rin staying since she is a child," she said as she took a sip of tea.

"Tell me about it! Why doesn't he just let me the hell go," she slammed her fist on the tatami mat. She frowned in anger.

"I do not have to explain myself to you onna." He stepped through the door. With a curt nod of his head he had Saiyuri leave. After she left, he turned to Liz again. "My reasons are my own and I do not owe an explanation to you or anyone. That is all you have to know." With that he walked towards her and forcing her to stand, kissed her harshly before leaving once again.

Liz stood there touching her lips. It was only a brief kiss, but it left her knees shaking and her heart racing. Sighing, she sat back down with her back to the door,looking out the window, wishing she could go outside in the sun. She was starting to get pale, which in turn made her hair look even redder. "Asshole," she muttered before stretching out to take a short nap. She hoped Saiyuri came back later.


~*~*~*~*~ Elsewhere ~*~*~*~*~

Sesshoumaru paced up and down the room he was sleeping in when the wench angered him greatly. This was one of those times. Stopping in mid stride he pinned Jakken with a piercing stare.

"Jakken. Go tell the woman to meet me in the garden by the hot spring." Turning swiftly on his heel, he stalked out of the room.

Behind him Jakken stared open mouthed at his master. *That wench has my poor Lord
Sesshoumaru tied up in knots. If this doesn't stop, we'll miss the opportunity yet again to get back the Tetsuigia*, thought the small toad demon as he made his way through the maze of hallways to where Liz was currently incarcerated.

~*~*~*~*~ 5 minutes later ~*~*~*~*~

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

That'll teach you, you slimy toad! Walking in on a woman while she changes! You, you TOAD," the scream was heard by nearly everyone at the back of the palace.

~*~*~*~*~ 5 minutes before ~*~*~*~*~

The door banged open suddenly without any warning.

Two sets of eyes looked at each other in surprise and two voices gave exclamations of surprise.

Then, with a loud shriek of anger, Liz snatched up her previously discarded kimono and grabbed Jakken by the collar. She then promptly tossed him through a window.


~*~*~*~*~ Present ~*~*~*~*~

The wind was whipping through the trees gently as Liz was finally escorted towards where Lord Sesshoumaru was standing, looking at the hot springs where his lust for the human woman began. He didn't hear her approach; he was so deep in thought and looked down in surprise as the top of her head came into view in his peripheral vision. She stopped practically under his nose.

"So, what do you want," she asked bluntly when she sensed that he was looking at
her.

"Your insolence astounds me," he remarked coldly before he went back to ignoring her. He was running out of time. It was time for some old fashioned quick and dirty seduction. It was out of character for him but desperate times called for desperate measures. He wanted that sword at all costs. And he didn't care who got hurt.

"If that is all you wanted from me, I could have saved you the trouble coming here and stayed in the room. At least there you won't bother me," she said in the wrong tone of voice.

Looking down at the woman beside him he was furious! How dare she talk to him like that? Seduction be damned at this point! She needed to learn who her Lord and Master was. Grabbing her arm, he jerked her to him violently and grabbed the other when she was plastered close to him.

"Don't ever speak to me that way again Kyoka," he hissed just before he leaned down to kiss her harshly.

With a squeak of protest Liz fought as best as she could against his strength. He wasn't holding on that tight, but it was effective nonetheless in keeping her close. He held her close and ravaged her mouth. He angrily swiped his tongue across her sealed lips demanding to be let in. When that didn't happen, he lightly nipped her lower lip and when she went to yell in protest, swept his tongue in before she knew what was happening. After gaining entrance to her mouth he deliberately gentled his assault upon her mouth.

Liz's mind was reeling in shock at what was happening. Her senses went into overdrive. He tasted so good. *Wait, what the fuck are you thinking girl? HE'S TRYING TO FORCE HIMSELF ON YOU* shouted her mind. She brushed it away. She couldn't help it. When this man touched her, something inside her melted.

Sesshoumaru could literally feel her resistance melt away. *Good, now for the rest of it,* he thought. Loosening his grip to a gentle touch, he slipped his hand under the heavy, loose mass of red hair and cupped the back of her head to keep it in place as he dipped low to quickly sweep her off her feet.

Liz squeaked in surprise, which was quickly smothered by another mind melting kiss. She knew what was going to happen and she really didn't give a damn anymore. She couldn't fight this attraction. With other men, it was easy. Not with this one. He was too masculine to just brush off so easily. Besides, she wanted this as much as he did. She could feel his hard phallus through the layers of clothing. Her heart beat faster with anticipation.


He could smell her need and it in turn fueled his even further. He lengthened his stride.

Finally, they arrived back at his room. It was set for the evening ahead. Thick blankets lay on the floor and were turned back. The fire in the hibachi illuminated and heated the room perfectly. Little oil phials sat innocently on a low tray near the fire warming for the night ahead. He nodded in approval. He must remember to thank Saiyuri.She had redeemed herself for the debacle before.

He set his prize on gently on the floor and held her close. He inhaled her fragrance. It was the smell of delicate cherry blossoms and other wild flowers mixed with a spicy scent. It made him grow even harder and twitch in anticipation. He smirked at himself. Who would have thought a human would turn him on so?

Liz was a little nervous about the night a head of her. She wasn't exactly a stranger to sex, but she's never gone all the way. Hot and heavy petting was as far as her boyfriends ever got with her. By the time she thought she was ready to take that final step,there was always something that made her hesitate. Of course the guy being turned down at that crucial step didn't exactly appreciate it calling her a 'Cock teaser' and or something nastier. But not tonight. She wanted this man way too much to turn him down and he knew it. Stepping back from him, she untied her obi and sash while staring at him square in the eye. She pulled her arms out of her kimono and stood in front of him nearly naked. All she had on was a minuscule pair of white cotton underwear.

He couldn't believe the woman in front of him. She stood naked before him in a scrap of clothing he didn't recognize. He didn't give a shit though. All he could see were the most beautiful pair of breasts. They weren't too small or too big, the nipples were a delicate pink blush color. Almost like the pink cherry blossoms in the Spring. Her waist was just the right size as well. It wasn't wasp thin but not overly large. He could hold onto her without problem. Next were the legs. His eyes dilated as he scanned them. Long and luscious, ending with feet topped with delicate toes. He couldn't wait until those legs were wrapped around him in the heat of mating. He growled inaudibly in pleasure.

Thinking he was taking too long, Liz decided to be bold and divest the man in front of her of his clothing. Stepping forward, she grabbed the yellow sash at his waist and gave it a sharp tug, effectively untying it. She watched it as it loosened and hung where she left it. She looked mischievously at him and arched an eyebrow at him as if to say "Well, aren't you going to undress?"

Catching her meaning, he smirked at her impatience, however he took his chest armor off and placed it out of the glow of the fire. Next he took the yellow sash from his waist and dropped next to the futon. Then came his haikama and haori. They, too, were tossed out of sight. He kicked the kimono out of the way and drew the woman in front of him close. They both sighed with pleasure at the contact of their skin. Bending his head down, he captured her lips in a heated kiss that seemed to scorch his soul. He inhaled her scent and his other senses went haywire. He deepened the kiss as his hands rushed over her body. Feeling the fabric covering her from his sight he ripped the material from her body without stopping the kiss. Her mouth tasted like fresh picked berries rinsed in cool waters. His manhood stirred in anticipation.

Liz was a bit shocked at having her underwear ripped off of her. However, she didn't really give a damn at the moment. All she could think of was him. His skin was so warm and smooth. She couldn't stop touching him either. The one thing she was really afraid of touching was the fur draped on his right shoulder, so she studiously ignored it. She did, however, grow brave enough to slip her fingers through his hair. She was amazed that it was so silky, yet so lush and thick. She couldn't help but finger comb it as he did to the same to hers.

Suddenly her world tilted again as he swiftly picked her up, but this time it was to just as quickly put her down to rest upon the futon.

He broke the kiss to look in her face. He didn't see any objection in her eyes. In fact, he could only see passion reflected back at him. He gently kissed her and smoothed the hair back from her brow. The long red mass framed her pale face, making her eyes look an even more deep green.

Breaking the kiss after a short time, he turned away from her and reached for one of the small phials of oil and picked out the one that smelled of spice and flowers. Rolling it between his palms to take some of the heat off it, he then uncorked it and poured a small amount into the palm of his hand. Placing the phial back on the tray, he rubbed his hands together he spread the oil to both hands. When his hands were suitably covered he turned back to his intended target.

Liz watched him as he fiddle with the small ceramic phials. When he turned back around she noticed his hands gleamed. "Massage oils," she asked in a husky voice.

Nodding silently, he reached for one of her breasts. Gently picking up the right one, he started to lightly skim the outer edges, causing both her nipples to harden to achingly stiff peaks. She moaned in pleasure and arched her back begging for more of his soft, gentle touch. He then ran his hand over to the left one and did the same thing. This time he leaned down and ever so delicately took her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it lightly. She moaned louder than before, arched higher off the futon and grabbed his shoulders. By now that nearly imperceptible touch was more than that. He sucked it deeply into his mouth and swirled his rough tongue around the peak. Now her moans were starting to become exclamations of pleasure. He growled in approval.

Liz couldn't breathe, the pleasure was too much. Never had she felt something like this. And all he was doing was playing with her breasts! It usually took a lot more than that to get her to be so vocal. Gasping yet again, she grabbed some of his hair and yanked on it, trying to bring his head even closer. He released her breast and took the right one into his mouth in the same manner as the left. All the while his hands traveled up and down her body. Soft touches, and rough caresses, nails lightly scraped up the insides of her trembling thighs and fingers faintly skimmed her wet nether lips. Every so often one of those fingers would briefly delve between them to caress the slick pearl hidden behind those lips. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head at those touches, and her body craved more of them.

Sesshoumaru was losing himself in the pleasure of this woman's body. She was a fiery creature, and just as elusive as the flames of the hibachi. But not tonight. Tonight he had captured that flame and he continued to stoke its fiery passion. She was *HIS*. He placed lips on her neck and took a light sniff, looking for the spot to mark on his mate’s body. Not finding it there, he continued his search of her body. She didn't understand why he was doing that, and really didn't give a damn.

He rubbed his oily palms all over his lover’s body, from head to toe. And as he did, he continued his instinctive and unconscious search. It wasn't until he spread her legs apart to pay homage to that delightful bundle of nerves did he find the spot he was looking for. It was high on the inside of her left leg. Right where thigh and groin met. It was a delicate spot to put his mark. However, if that is where it was supposed to go, then that was where it went.

Grabbing her hips tightly, he looked at her in almost apology before licking the
spot as if to soothe it. Murmuring an unintelligible apology, he bit down harshly. Liz bucked and shrieked in pain but he held tight and firm to the point of drawing blood. She writhed and bucked and arched some more trying to get away from him. It was painful!

"YOU SON OF A FUCKING BITCH! AAAHH! WHY," she cursed and sobbed in pain. She tried kicking him. Everything had been going wonderfully! And then all of a sudden the bastard bit her, and near her privates! Asshole!

Finally satisfied with the mark he left behind, he lapped up the blood that trickled out of the four puncture marks. They started to heal swiftly due to the cells from his body entering the tiny wounds. That was also a good sign. This meant she wasn't going to be affected by the poisons found naturally in his body. He growled like a male who found his meal and wasn't going to share. And he wasn't going to. With *ANYONE*.

Liz was still sobbing a bit in pain and fear. What the hell had possessed him to
bite her like that? Yes, the pain was fading away. But still, what the hell? She wasn't given any more time to think as he gathered her close and kissed her. She tried turning away from him, but the drugging quality of his kisses soon dispelled any thoughts of trying to get away.

Once he had her blood racing and her sweet body singing again, he turned his lusty passions back to his second goal, and that was tasting her. Truly tasting her. Licking his way down her body, he once again came to the dark red nest of curls that hid her pearl from sight. He placed a kiss there and where he marked her, after which she jumped in fear of a repeat. He soothed her with gentle hands and murmurs of reassurance. Taking in a deep breath through his nose, he was assailed with her now musky scent. It told him what he could see for himself. She was ready for him. With that thought, his clever tongue parted her wet folds and laved the little bundle of sensitive nerve endings. Her reaction pleased him. She grabbed handfuls of his long hair, arched up off the floor and cursed him roundly for not doing that before he bit her. Chuckling to himself, he swirled his tongued in intricate little patterns, keeping his lover pleased with his experience in this area of lovemaking.

Liz thought she was going to die and go to Heaven. All she could vaguely think was "What a clever tongue he has!" before more sensations washed over her in endless waves. Wrapping her legs around his head she unconsciously kept him trapped close to her body. Eventually, her body couldn't take any more of the sweet torture and with a wordless shout of pleasure she came. Her orgasm washed over her in a sensory explosion unlike anything she had ever experienced. It made all her other potential lovers look like amateurs.

Sesshoumaru grinned in satisfaction. The look on her face said it all. She would never turn to another for what he just gave her. His chest rumbled with pride at his performance. Gliding up her still quivering body he settled himself between her thighs. With one hand he parted her dripping wet folds. He slid his middle finger inside her to see how ready she was for the next part of their lovemaking. He was a bit shocked when he encountered a strange barrier. One he had never come across in all his sexual exploits.

"What is this koi," he asked softly between kisses.

Shocked, Liz stammered, "M-my virginit-ty." She turned as bright a red as her hair.

Crinkling his brows, he thought for a moment. "What is it?" He still didn't understand. Demon women did not possess this barrier. The sex was rough and painful enough without a barrier of thin tissue to impede the mating process.

"It-it’s just some-something we females have, Sesshoumaru," she stammered out. She couldn't believe they were having Sex Ed. right in the middle of the real thing. Embarrassing!

"Not demon women. Our mating rituals are very rough and painful. You experienced that a little while ago when I bit you," stated Sesshoumaru in a matter of fact voice.

"Mating?"

"Never mind saiai." Without warning he kissed her into silence. He didn't want her asking too many questions. Not to mention he didn't want to answer them himself. He swore he would never do that with a human female, and look what he did. He lost his head and followed his dick instead of his brain. However he wasn't as angry at himself as he should have been. Later. He would think this over later and see if there was a way to break the bond before it grew too strong to break.

Decision made, he slid another finger into her heat. He didn't realize she was so
tight either until he inserted that second finger. He growled in masculine possession. It just occurred to him what that thin barrier implicated. It meant she was untouched by any other male. Being a "virgin" didn't mean anything to him as he didn't really comprehend what it meant. Virginity was something that was uncommon with his kind.

"You are untouched."

"Um, yeah, that's what I said."

He growled quite loudly at that and bared his top canines. He almost felt like howling to the moon. But that was beneath someone of his station. So he just kissed her senseless and worked her body down below to a fevered frenzy. She was making mewling sounds at this point, begging and cursing him at the same time to "get it the fuck over with already!" So he did just that. With a tiny flick to her clitoris that made her shriek in pleasure, he slowly entered her until he hit her hymen and pressed against it. Almost immediately all sounds of pleasure stopped as she inhaled sharply and grabbed his arms. Apparently this was painful. Withdrawing a little, he levered his upper body off her for moment. The movement made his hair part over his back and form a curtain on either side of his head, making the shadows deepen over her face. He looked at her and asked softly.

"Do you wish for me to stop saiai?"

"Nem,szíve választottja." She reached for one of his hands and brought it to her lips and kissed his open palm with a gentle touch.

Without delay he almost fell back on her and in one movement, kissed her and drove himself into her body in one fell swoop.

Liz cried out when he pierced her maidenhead roughly. Clutching him tightly, she clamped her eyes shut tightly, but still a tear came from the corner of her eye.

Sesshoumaru smelled the salt from her tears and was baffled as to what he was supposed to do. The females he knew wouldn't be clutching him or crying. They would be cursing and trying to claw his eyes out if he had done this to them. But this female did the opposite. She clung to him and cried. He shifted cautiously and stopped when she hissed in pain. But what caused her pain was exquisite to him. The feel of her tight walls surrounding him made him draw a quick breath between barely open teeth. If possible he expanded in girth as well. He gingerly pushed forward again. Again the same reaction from her and him, and both as equally opposite. He let out a fast puff of air from exertion. The only sensation he could feel at the moment was the sense of touch. Everything else was nonexistent to him. There was no sight, taste, and he could hear nothing. Everything was concentrated on the feel of the woman below him.

Liz was in agony! Every time he moved it burned and pulled. She was beginning to think this was a mistake. She whimpered a little.

The sound of her pain suddenly echoed through Sesshoumaru's ears and his eyes flew open. She was crying a little harder now. The tears a steady flow from the corners of her eyes. She tried to smile bravely but it didn't work and she broke down completely. His pleasure evaporated some at this. What was he to do?

"Saiai, what is the matter," he asked gently as he wiped away a tear. More replaced it and on impulse he lapped it up with his tongue.

"It hurts Sesshoumaru. Very badly." With a sniffle and another tiny whimper, more
tears flowed.

"I see this koibito." With a tender kiss he moved to get off of her, however she
clutched at his arms and stopped him. With a questioning look he stopped.

"But I don't want this to stop," she whispered shyly.

Groaning he kissed her with more fervor and sank his body back into hers. This time she didn't make a sound of pain though she still clutched him tight.

He was touched that she wanted to continue. Somewhere deep inside the ice began to melt around his heart a little. Wiping away such a ridiculous thought Sesshoumaru concentrated on bringing pleasure to his saiai. With one hand he searched blindly for her clitoris. Finding it, he skimmed his finger in a light sliding motion up and down until he could hear her pulse pound. Mentally he grinned and all male grin at her reaction.


Working in a concerted effort. Easing in and out, up and down he brought his woman to a trembling climax that had her screaming and then sighing his name. With his ego stroked, he worked on his own pleasure now. With a few deep thrusts, he too shouted his pleasure to the rest of the castle. And with a sigh of contentment he rolled off and to the side of his mate. Bringing her close to him, he drew the covers over them and for the first time since he was a pup, fell into a light sleep.


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A/N: Well, there it is ladies and gents. The lemony goodness I've been promising for some time now. I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter. I know I enjoyed writing it and it wouldn't be possible if not for some great LJ and online friends of mine letting me know that nothing is ridiculous or stupid.

I have no plans to start on chapter 13 at the moment. In fact I'm going on hiatus to work on some short stories for LJ. I apologize right now for those of you clamoring for more. This chapter took a lot out of me and now I need some PWP down time.

I also apologize for the lateness of Chapter 11. My Beta's mother got sick and she had to take care of her and then, she misplaced the file. ^^; But that is why 11 and 12 came out together to make up for that fact. However that beta still hadn't gotten back to me so I had another friend do it for me, and so, to make up I present chpts. 11 and 12. Ejoy

A word on 13. I'm taking a small break. I'm going reach out and do some PWP's now
that I'm more comfortable with writing lemons. My brain needs a small vacation.. ^^;


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