The Love of Brothers

To Chanda,Tiff,Diane, NightstarAngel,Anon (of course),bookreader9999,Yasmin,Things that dreams have come to fear,bettychan,Kams,malice_babe,Rawben,and Megan. I can't forget Scottie, who is my beta reader but hasn't been able to edit for me in like forever! You guys make writing worthwhile and I appreciate all your support. I hope that I keep you entertained. :)
The next couple of chapter will get a little darker and we'll start seeing that pair of clown shoes Naraku. Also we'll see some of the crazy quirks and fetishes that the inu's are hiding to date.


Chapter Sixteen

Kagome finished her story even though Rin had fallen asleep some time ago. Sesshoumaru seemed in no hurry to end the quiet time together and she was content to leave it that way. "She's so sweet." She whispered, stroking the dark head nestled against her chest. Sessh leaned down to rest his forehead against hers, "Mmm, yes I suppose she is… when she is sleeping and not causing havoc in my castle." Kagome heard the amusement color his voice and pressed her lips to his chin, "Did the lord of the west just display humor?"
He hmpfed and pushed her head down onto his shoulder, "Perhaps." She sighed and snuggled against him. Kagome watched the deadly claws slide smoothly through the child's hair. Rin, the child who had become his first true weakness…. And his strength. "Why?" Kagome asked in a whisper as she watched him, "Why did you save her and keep her with you?" She'd always wondered but in time it just seemed natural and so she'd not asked.
Sesshoumaru looked at the small face and thought about it a moment. "I suppose because she was untouched. She knew nothing of hate and she did not fear me, tried to give what help she could. Her kindness was a small debt that this Sesshoumaru decided to recognize. So I revived her. She had no one, nothing, not even a voice…. Who would care for her? It hardly made sense to gift her with life a second time only to have her lose it. She traveled with me and in time I suppose I thought of her as a pack member and not a servant."
Kagome listened with rapt attention as the demon before her spoke so candidly. A thought struck her then. Sesshoumaru claimed that demons didn't love…well not like human anyway. Yet weren't his actions a clear indicator that he did love the child? And didn't his father love Inuyasha's mother… enough to fight for her and die for her? It was rumored that demons were incapable of kindness as well, but Kagome knew this to be false. Inuyasha was an inherently kind soul, though he didn’t show it well.
Sesshoumaru was equally kind in his own way. Inutaisho had been merciful and Kagome suspected he had also been a kind hearted man when it came to thing close to him. She wanted to ask, wanted to prod…make her beloved Sesshoumaru see the questions burning about his own nature but she was wise enough to know that he of all people wouldn't appreciate her goal right now.

Gaieno poked his head into the library a few moments later, and Sessh seemed to expect him. "Take Rin to bed." He ordered softly and Kagome let the burly dog demon lift the child and carry her away. Gaieno might look like the very devil and curse more than a fleet of sailors but he was fiercely protective of the little human girl and Kagome liked him very much.
Alone once more, Kagome made to stand but a soft growl stilled her motions. Sessh was leaning against the chair back comfortably, his eyes closed. He seemed to enjoy the peace and quiet. Kagome pressed a light kiss to his chin again, then his jaw, when she kissed the tip of his nose, he growled again. "Stop teasing woman and do it right." He grumbled good naturedly. Kagome rested her hands on his shoulders as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his in a chaste kiss.
Sesshoumaru held still, feeling her soft full lower lip press against him, then brush. A nip to his top lip. He was about to take matters into his own hands when he felt the tip of her tongue trace along his bottom lip. He let his jaw relax and almost groaned when her small tongue slipped between his lips to stroke the inside of his lip. She curled it around the point of his fang and he felt her shiver. She did enjoy those teeth. Unable to take the slow teasing anymore, his hands came up to cage her against his chest, his hands moving over her back as he kissed as he wanted to.
Long, and slow and hungrily. Kagome thought her body was going to burst into flames. His hand moved to cradle and cup the back of her head, even as she wrapped her arms around his neck. The scent of her arousal was building and he responded to it, wanting more. At long last, he broke the kiss and watched with passion darkened eyes as Kagome panted for breath. Her heart racing in her chest for him to hear.
Slowly he stood, holding her against him and let her slide down the length of his body to the floor. Kagome was more than aware of his present state, she'd felt it on her descent. "It's getting late, " he told her, holding his hand out for her, "And there are many things that I would like to do…. However not in the library ….at least not while that damn wolf is under my roof." Kagome nearly laughed at him, did he have any idea how much he sounded like Inuyasha?
She held her peace and followed him through the dimly lit halls to the wide double doors that hid his private sanctuary from the world outside. Kagome let him lead her over to the wide bed and sat down, looking up at him as he shrugged out of his haori and under kimono. When she moved to slide her own robes down her arms, he stopped her. "No." he said in the stillness, "Let me."
He knelt beside her on the soft bed. She watched wide eyed at his soft gaze. His clawed hand moved to stroke her cheek and his lips pressed softly against her temple as his palm slid lower to hover over her throat. He stoked the furious beat of her pulse there as he sealed his lips to hers. It was perhaps the softest, gentlest kiss they had ever shared. Kagome nearly swooned from it. His hands continued their voyage across her shoulders, slipping beneath the silk there and sliding it from her. Kagome sat, silken robed pooled at her elbows.
Sesshoumaru fought hard for control, tonight was…somehow different. Holding the two women in his life had made him feel safe and secure and completely loved. These were not things that a demon required or should have noticed or liked, but he did. He wanted to share that feeling, convey to her how sweetly she made him feel. This was the way he would do it. He would take her slowly and gently, with as much as care as he could muster. If all went as he wanted and hoped, he'd give her a pup tonight.
Kagome sucked in her breath when she felt his velvet lips press against her jaw and then slide down the column of her throat. His breathing told her he was taking in her scent, drinking her in like water to a parched man. His lips parted and his tongue traced the pulse there, tapping in time with it, his lips closing over the pale flesh, fangs lightly scraping.
Kagome lifted her hands to hold him, but he laced his fingers in hers, pinning them to the bed on either side of her. Kagome felt his nip his way along her collarbone, each tiny tug pulsing in her most secret places. Her breathing was ragged now, his touch sending sizzling sensation through her small frame. He moved beside her, releasing her hands to wrap his arms around her. With a deep drugging kiss, he bent her back over his arm, her breasts jutting towards him.
In the dimness she saw his golden eyes like flame kissed phantoms, the slight gleam of his fangs as he smiled. He knew his effect on her and though she'd like to turn the tables, his motions told her he'd not allow it. She tried again to embrace him, her desire to hold and to caress growing too strong for her. He growled softly, a gentle warning to be still.
She moaned when his heated lips teased the valley between her breasts. He nuzzled against her, then pressed his cheek against her listening with purely male satisfaction to the rapid beat he found there. One hand skimmed up from her waist and she mewled softly as he cupped one breast. Claws dancing lightly over the taut bud there. "Kagome." He breathed against her soft flesh as he pressed open mouth kisses across one mound, artful tongue nearing but never touching her sensitive nipple.
When his fingers finally plucked at the other, she cried out softly. Her arousal was heavy in the air and Sesshoumaru's most primal instincts rose to the surface. Mate, take, possess….. The beast inside his head sang happily. The demon lord stamped it into submission. Oh he would do these things, but in his own way and his own time.
Kagome was on fire, she wanted, no needed, more from him. He seemed to know it and refused to give it to her. "Please Sessh!" she whispered. His tongue snapped out and he gave the aching bud a long lazy lick. The pebbled hardened further and he flicked his tongue back and forth across the crest. He didn't protest when her slim hands twined in his hair now. Kagome held his head against her, crying out softly when he began to suckle, moving between breasts.
Heat pooled between her thighs, she could feel her own dampness. Knew that he, this amazing lover of hers could smell it. She felt the tug of his claws on her robes and then the material slowly began to lift against her legs. Sesshoumaru released her breasts to study her face intently as his hand slid under the hem and higher. Kagome held his gaze as his claws teased along the side of her thigh. Leaning closer, he held his lips over hers, "Open to me."
Kagome obediently moved her legs apart and he slid higher. She felt his claws teasing her nether lips, softly stroking. He felt the dampness there and smiled against her lips. "So hot so soon, it will be long night for you my lady." At his words Kagome shivered. Sesshoumaru ran his fingertips higher to the apex of her flower, his fingers gathering moisture as he went. His skilled fingers found her nubbin with ease and he teased it softly. Kagome whimpered as he rubbed her in slow circles, his finger driving her mad. As good as it felt, she wanted to be filled.
"I-I.." She whimpered, fighting to keep coherent thoughts. Sesshoumaru ran his tongue along her lower lip, then nipped it. "What?" he asked softly, "What is it that you want? Tell me." Kagome panted, "I want to feel you….. Inside. Please!" She pleaded. He gave her a deep kiss and then pulled back, "Not yet. No, not yet Kagome." He told her. She raised questioning, almost hurt eyes to him. She looked slightly disgruntled and the demon laughed lightly before applying more pressure.
Kagome bucked in his arms and cried out as he rubbed at her. Her release was so close, she wanted it, wanted him. Sesshoumaru drew away from her to shred her robe away from her. He wanted to see everything. He laid Kagome on the bed, her dark hair an angry splash against the sheets. He spread her legs and knelt between them, his teasing hand resumed it's work and she writhed against him.
He watched almost fascinated as his large pale finger traced around her, the vibrant fleshy node that grew hard at his touch. He let his thumb slide down, parting her, revealing al of her to his keen eyes. She was wet and hot, and the fact that he had reduced her to a mewling mass of writhing limbs made him feel quite supreme. He pressed a kiss to the cropped curls at the junction of her thighs.
"Did you know Kagome, that there is a place in a woman's body that can make her scream in mere moments?" His breath was teasing her moist and aching flesh. He pressed a fanged kiss to the creamy expanse of her inner thigh. "Shall I show this place to you? Yes, I think so." Kagome wasn't quite sure what to expect but whimpered when she felt his finger slip up inside of her. He seemed to be searching for something.
A sudden burst of light erupted behind her eyes and an electric shock seemed to race along her body. Sesshoumaru watched her color increase as he rubbed the hidden ridge within her body. She was quaking, her little hands clasped around his striped wrist, her tiny human claws leaving red half moons on flawless ivory flesh.
It was too much, it was too intense and she cried out again and again. Her voice was growing hoarse with her efforts to breath and speak, neither of which was occurring well. Sesshoumaru watched her as she ran headlong for the first orgasm of the night. "Pl-please Sessh, I can't… I…. Ah…..oh!" He rubbed her mercilessly, "Something the matter love?" he asked almost casually.
Kagome felt the coil tighten painfully and screamed to him, he was relentless. He felt the muscles clamp against his hand and pushed against her one last time. Her scream reverberating off the stone walls, his ears practically ringing from it. He withdrew his hand swiftly, watching with demonic glee at the liquid that escaped her body.
Kagome was mortified. Had she just pee'd? What had he done to her? She turned wet eyes to him, her cheeks flaming. "I'm sorry…" she stammered, "I'll call a maid." Sesshoumaru looked at her in mild confusion. Maid? Suddenly it occurred to him. "Kagome, do you know what just happened?" She tried to get up but he pinned her down, she wouldn't look at him.
"I…. I wet the bed." She whispered shamefully, closing her eyes tightly. The bark of laughter that met her ears made her eyes open wide. Sesshoumaru was cracking up and she wanted to hit him. She hadn't meant to do it, it wasn't funny. Her eyes narrowed dangerously, "Why you..". He silenced her with a long, soft kiss. "You didn’t wet the bed, I hardly think I would want to be lying in such proximity to you if you had." He assured her, "Your body just released, that's all."
Kagome didn't look like she believed him. "Trust me." He didn;t tell her that according to demon bodies it was a requirement to place a pup, perhaps human bodies were different. Besides, he enjoyed her pleasure. She did feel a bit better knowing that he hadn’t reduced her to an infant in his bed. Her breathing was still choppy and he licked at her chin. She saw the wicked smirk as he kissed a path downwards to her belly.
Kagome jumped when his tongue touched her, swirling around the bud there. Of all the magical things in this world, she thought his mouth just might be the best. Her thoughts were torn from her as he brought her quickly to a second and even a third orgasm. She was limp and weak, her energies spent and he noticed her sweet lassitude when he crawled up her body.
She returned his kiss as he settled himself between her thighs. Her legs too weak to wrap around him, her arms nearly too weak to hold him. He pressed a kiss under her jaw, as he slowly pressed himself into her channel. Kagome felt her energy surge with her desire, she cried out softly arching against him. He swallowed her cry, swirled his tongue against hers. He let his eyes slide closed as he penetrated her.
Her body was tight around him , clenching and stretching, sliding against his velvet shaft like molten silk. If a demon could reach heaven, then he was there. He felt his tip nudge against her core and backed off slightly. He began his thrusts in slow, measured stokes. Her body pulled at him, tried to suck him back into it's depths when he withdrew and she lifted her hips to meet him when he lunged forward again.
"Sesshoumaru!" she cried out as he angled his hips, each thrust abrading her bud. He rose her slowly to the peak of her passion and Kagome wondered if anyone had ever felt so cherished. It was as though she was made of glass…. And then with a final thrust and a soft bite to her throat, he shattered her. Her soft cry filling the air, only to be covered by his loud growl of contentment.
He felt her clamp on him, and felt all his passion surge along his spine into the hard length of flesh that she was currently impaled on. His seed erupted from him, and he jerked with the force of it. Kagome lay trembling beneath him, spent and sated and he let himself thrust a few more times giving her the last of his juices. The slight pulsing in his chest told him that he had most likely been successful tonight. In a week he would be able to smell a child within in her and if that were so, in five months... he'd have a child. He collapsed atop her, his weight braced on his arms, his face buried in her neck. "Kagome."
She was barely aware of him rolling off of her, pulling her against him. All she knew was she was held tightly and was warm and safe and so very tired. Sesshoumaru curled around her, nuzzling in her hair. His body was tingling with the after effects of his own release, his hand absently stroking her stomach. He hoped the child would look like her, but it was his father's blood that ensured that his line would carry he and Inuyasha's looks. No matter. It would be his, theirs. His beast was happily settled again and he let sleep overtake him.