In Thy Orisons
Planting Seeds
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Disclaimer: Inu
Chapter 2: Planting
Seeds
Previously:
Seeing how far reason
had got her, Kagome took one last chance and fired the arrow that had been
aimed at the youkai’s chest as they spoke.
He caught it easily and flung it away.
Absently, Kagome’s mind registered the sound of it hitting a tree on the
other side of the spring as the demon lord adroitly hauled her up by her
shoulders. She immediately began to
struggle as one hand slid to the small of her back and the other to the back of
her neck. Peering down at her fearful
face with his cold, indifferent eyes, he elaborated on his plan.
“There is more than
one way to hurt the hanyou.”
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There was little warning before his lips fell upon hers,
taking immediate possession of the full, soft buds with hot, languid suction
and light caresses of his tongue.
She wanted to resist him.
Kami knows she tried. But this
was Sesshoumaru— unyielding…dominating…In no time she felt her back meet the
mossy bark of a nearby tree, the demon lord pressed against her devouring her
in a far more frightening way than any nightmare could portend.
where they should not be…
“KAGOME!”
Somewhere, somewhere in her foggy mind, Kagome experienced
the same reaction to her hanyou friend’s sudden presence, the almost
instinctive intoning of his name. But
the usual exclamation was belied by the miko’s need for air, which she took in
quick pants that bounced off the pale flesh of her captor, who had yet to
release her from her arboreal prison.
For his part, Sesshoumaru was strangely…inactive.
passing, the lethal youkai remained dangerously close to the befuddled miko,
merely turning his head from his previous activity to eye his seething half
brother.
“Get your hands off of her, you bastard!”
At the insult of his parentage, Sesshoumaru merely narrowed
his eyes at the dog-eared interloper before turning his full attention to the
frightened young woman he had so effortlessly pinned.
tender lips, and slightly heaving chest, the demon lord opted to ignore his
infuriated sibling in favor of gliding his deadly talons from their place at
the miko’s waist up to her long, glossy locks.
Taking hold of the back of her head, he leaned in for the briefest
moment, and sniffed.
He smelled, above all, fear and anger.
woman’s. Oddly, some of it also belonged
to Inu Yasha, who had yet to attack him outright for fear of harming
Kagome.
The anger was also shared between the two.
brother and himself for not being on guard.
As for the miko…Sesshoumaru was certain that the reason was the
same. Did she think she could have fared
better? He would have chuckled if he
were inclined. Instead, he settled for
intimidating intimacy. Mouth close to
her ear, he whispered something to the miko, idly
cupping her delicate throat with his palm as his fingers slid through her
hair. And then he was gone.
Just gone.
“Kagome?!
The pallor of the miko’s face and the visible trembling of
her body as she placed a hand over her heart reduced the hanyou’s snarled
questions to something that came suspiciously close to whimpering.
“Kagome?”
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A/N: Thanks to my
reviewers DarkMe, amhor56,
Reynolds, Diva, KagomeK,
sassy, I updated.
It’s a cold day in
the hot place.