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A Sister's Gift

By: Rinseternalsoul
folder InuYasha › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 52
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Chapter 19 – Something in the Air

Chapter 19 – Something in the Air

“Hey Sesshomaru! You all right up there?!” Inuyasha shouted from the rear. Damn it was hard not to laugh! Sesshomaru had to be in agony. The bitch’s scent was fucking driving him insane, so the old dog had to be just about crazy.

Sesshomaru would not give him the satisfaction of replying to that question. Instead he let loose a warning growl to the hanyou. That little bastard knew. He had to know. Hell, any demon in a five mile radius had to know. Kagome was deeply aroused, and by Kami so was he. If not for the company they were keeping at the moment he would have thrown her down under the nearest tree and tasted the essence that he could smell so clearly. By the Gods, the aroma was intoxicating. Her lavender scent swam through the sea of her essence, blending into an ambrosia of forbidden fruits.

The growl startled Kagome out of her little daydream. Having Sesshomaru so close sent her mind into automatic. She was having some wonderful thoughts about what his hard body would feel like underneath these silky clothes, when Inuyasha had to go and spoil it. She wiggled a little to get a bit more comfortable, and Sesshomaru groaned. It wasn’t an aggravated groan either. It was more like a happy groan. ‘Oh!’ Suddenly Kagome realized that she was not the only one being affected by the close proximity.

Inuyasha grinned from ear to ear when he heard his half-brother groan. The guy was all about control, and the little bitch had better be thankful, or she’d have been fucked by now. He let out a little snicker at the thought, while he reached down to push his stiff member over to a more comfortable position. He just hoped that she got over this soon, or he may have to take her himself. ‘Hmmm, I wonder how Mister High and Mighty would like that?’ Inuyasha took a closer look at the swaying bottom of the little miko riding behind his brother. ‘I know I’d like it just fine.’

Almost as if she read his mind, Kikyo whirled around to glare a dagger into Inuyasha. “What are you up to, Inuyasha?”

He just laughed a little at his woman. “Ah nothing, mind your business woman.”

That caught Sesshomaru’s attention. Inuyasha spoke to the miko Kikyo as if they were on personal terms. Something more than just Protector and Owner. ‘Hmmm, I wonder...’ Sesshomaru thought on this for a time. Anything to take his mind off of Kagome’s sweet calling. He decided he would pay closer attention to the relationship between the hanyou and Mistress Kikyo. It could be that it is more than it appears.

Kagome blew a strand of Sesshomaru’s hair out of her mouth. Not that she minded his hair blowing in her face, but hair in the mouth was enough to choke a girl. She resisted the temptation to reach up and play with it. It’s silken softness would feel so nice flowing through her fingers. Instead she turned to Kikyo. “Have you ever been to the Emperor’s palace before, Kikyo?”

“No Kagome, I have not. My mother went many years ago, and she told me that it was a huge and magnificent place.” Kikyo replied. Out of the corner of her eye, she was half watching Inuyasha. It seemed that he wished to goad the taiyoukai for some reason, instead of keeping his mouth shut. Of course, he never was very good at that. She also noticed that he seemed a little uncomfortable in the saddle today.

Darkness was making it’s way across the land and Sesshomaru led them to a spot just off the main road to rest for the night. He was sure his horse was tired from carrying the additional weight. When Kagome slid off the horse, he breathed a sigh of relief. His back was coated in sweat, from the heat of the woman. The ride had been excruciating. His loins ached from the long denied release, and he knew the dismount was going to be a painful experience.

Inuyasha groaned in pain, as he swung his leg over the horse. Damn if his balls didn’t hurt! The only thing on his mind was getting some food in his belly, and relieving himself of this cursed ache in his loins.

The women pulled out the preparations for the evening meal. Sesshomaru tended to the horses and Inuyasha busied himself gathering firewood.

Sesshomaru came up behind Kagome, and his smooth voice sent a chill over her body. “Mistress, I need to hunt. I will return shortly.”

Kagome turned to him and smiled warmly. “Go ahead Sesshomaru. I will be fine.” She watched as he strode off into the dusk of the forest.

“He is very handsome, Kagome,” Kikyo said in a whisper.

“Arigato, Kikyo. I agree,” Kagome replied with a blush. “Inuyasha is very handsome, as well.”

Kikyo smiled knowingly. “Yes he is. He is also quite a handful.”

Kagome was curious about the hanyou. “How long has he been your Protector?”

Kikyo rolled her eyes up as if in deep thought. “Well, my father gave him to me on my fourteenth birthday, so five years.”

Kagome was impressed. She tried to imagine Sesshomaru as her protector for the next five years of her life. For some reason the image kept flashing to something more. She shook her head clear of those thoughts, and returned her attention back to Kikyo.

“And Sesshomaru? How long has he been yours?” Kikyo asked.

Kagome blushed again at Kikyo’s wording. “Oh about three months now.”

Kikyo was really curious now. Only three months? They seemed so... close. “Only three months! My! Who owned him before you?”

Kagome shook her head. “No one. He was free.”

Kikyo was shocked. He has only been a protector for three months! “He certainly is well behaved. When we first acquired Inuyasha he was a wild hair for over a year.”

“I still am a wild hair, woman.” Inuyasha said as he returned with the firewood.

“Yes. That you are, Inuyasha.” Kikyo said with a smile. “Come Inuyasha, sit with me.” Kikyo patted the spot next to her and her Protector took a seat.


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