Fallen

Chapter 19

Timidly Kagome watched Sesshomaru's facial expressions as he looked at her. She was playing with fire and she knew it, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to care what possible consequences there could be. All she knew was he was there and he had kissed her, wanted to kiss her. She had not goaded him in to this one. He had asked her if he could kiss her but, his eyes had begged her to accept. She wanted more but she was afraid. What if it was just this place? What if it was just the spell? Could she accept that? If she gave in to the passion of the night she wouldn't regret it in the morning, but more importantly would he?

Unbidden her eyes began to sting with unshed tears at the thought of him regretting any of this. It hurt. The very idea nearly broke her heart. Forcing the tears back she worried her bottom lip.

Sesshomaru frowned thoughtfully at the emotions echoing through their bond. He was confused at the depth of fear and anxiety that he felt from her and coupled with the sudden faint scent of tears, he knew something was wrong. “Kagome, what troubles you?” he asked deciding that asking her was better than not knowing. She sighed and nuzzled the hand that he placed on her cheek. She looked at him with her cobalt orbs for a moment before she spoke. “I'm afraid.” she whispered against his hand. Sesshomaru swallowed the small twinge of annoyance he felt hearing her say what he already knew. Instead he lifted her in to his lap and held her. “Afraid of what?” he asked as gently as he was able.

Kagome didn't know how to answer his question in any other way except to simply speak her mind but she felt very vulnerable and exposed as she voiced her concerns. It was harder to speak while being held in his lap but she managed.

Sesshomaru just held her as she spoke hesitantly. After she had voiced everything he paused for a moment to gather his own thoughts which was significantly harder than it should have been due to Kagome basically stating that she wanted him as he did her.

Still her fears were reasonable after all he had not said anything to assure her that his feelings for her wouldn't change and truthfully he didn't know that answer himself. Would he regret any of it? Being completely honest he knew that it was really not an issue. He could never regret Kagome. She had become something precious to him even if he was unable to voice how he felt. Other than simply showing her how he felt he had no idea how to proceed. He felt oddly awkward and hesitant something he was completely unprepared to feel. Normally he took what he wanted and ignored the consequences but in this situation he couldn't think that way. He had been entrusted with Kagome by the Gods and he was not going to mess that up.

Hugging her closer he nuzzled her cheek gently as he searched for the right words to express his assurance to her. His inner instincts were pulling for control to just soothe her as it would any of his pack, but Kagome was not just pack she was special though there really was no way he could tell her that. To him being in a physical relationship with an onna was not a casual thing. He had too much riding on his shoulders to give in to such a thing. No he had already decided that when he took an onna to his bed it would be permanent. He had never dreamed before though that it would be a human onna that would capture his attention, now though he couldn't imagine it being anyone else.

“I will regret nothing, Kagome.” he stated firmly and gently as he lifted her chin and rejoined her lips with his own.

Kagome closed her eyes as he deepened the kiss. Her mind was reeling with all of the emotions that swirled in the depth of the contact of his mouth on hers. His tongue invaded her mouth coaxing her tongue to taste him in return. After a moment he drew back letting his lips trace the edge of her jaw and trail to her throat. “I will never regret anything with you.” he said against her lips before claiming them again in a heated impassioned kiss.

Kagome sighed and moaned lightly as his hand brushed her bare hip before he pulled her closer to him. Turning her to straddle his lap he let his hands slide up to her hair where he delved into it searching out the pins and clips holding it up. After finding the only one he drew it from her hair and the mass of curls fell around her shoulders in a elegant wave. Pleased, he turned so that he was pressing her in to the cushion as he continued to kiss her. Pulling back he looked down at the picture she made with her inky midnight hair spilling over the crimson cushions gently he stroked her throat with his thumb watching as Kagome's eyes rolled back at the pleasure of his simple touch. The echo made him close his eyes and take a deep breath to steady himself.

Curiously he bent his head and nipped at a spot at the base of her throat that made her shiver. Her pleasure rippled through both of them and Sesshomaru smirked against her throat this was going to be interesting...

Kagome was fighting herself. She knew that she was not fully ready for more than the heated kisses they were sharing but she also longed to know what it would feel like to be touched as a man touches a woman. Finally with a sigh she gently pressed her palm against his cheek determined to at least ask him. “Can we take things slowly?” she asked hesitantly. Sesshomaru was unsurprised by her request with all the anxiety he could feel but, did not let her up from the position they had ended up in while kissing. Staying where he was still between her legs, he moved so that he was not crushing her and looked down at her. “If that is what you wish.” he replied quietly.

Sesshomaru was not accustomed to not being the one in control but in this situation he felt that it might be best to let Kagome lead so if she was not ready for more, he was not going to push but, that did not mean he was not going to enjoy being where he was for as long as she would allow or that he wasn't going to test the limits of her resolve to keep things “slow”.

He was quite comfortable but it was quickly becoming more difficult to keep his hands to himself as her scent was becoming thickly spicy and primal with her arousal. Her body was calling to him and he was more than willing to answer her silent summons. It was only his iron clad will that kept him in check as he drew in another deep breath of her scent. He smirked mentally as he decided to make her wish that she hadn't asked her question. However he was a youkai of his word so no matter how she begged they were going to take things slow...

He's doing it on purpose. Kagome was certain that he was trying to test her sanity and resolve as he continued to pin her to the cushion with his muscular upper body. She closed her eyes as she struggled to breathe with her heart beating so hard it was close to pain. She was acutely aware of every inch of where their bodies touched and the heat that those places were generating. Every time he took a breath Kagome was certain she was going to go insane with wanting. Silently she cursed her previous words. 'Forget taking it slow...ah Kami I can feel...Oh my it feels...wow...' Her thoughts jumbled together as he shifted his weight “unintentionally” brushing his leg on the inside of hers.

Sesshomaru was quite aware of what his proximity was doing to her from the deepening of her scent and he found that it was difficult to keep the smirk from his lips as he watched her squirm. Shifting his weight to one elbow he used his free hand to carefully trace her facial features with a faint touch. After he traced her lips he allowed his fingertips to slip over her chin and trace her throat making certain to lightly brush that spot he'd nibbled before that made her moan. She gasped letting her head fall back as her breathing quickened. A breathy moan escaped her kiss swollen lips as he slowly let his fingers drift to her collar bone...

In one fluid movement he moved away and sat of the cushion next to her. Kagome frowned feeling the loss of his warmth but sat up. Her heart was still pounding from his touch and the intensity of sharing each others pleasure. He was amused for some reason that she couldn't fathom. With a casual movement he held out a tray “hungry?”