Arufa Yuusei (Alpha Dominance)

Brother-in-law? The bitch had the audacity to address him so familiarly and as kin—and not even a true bitch!! The Taiyoukai seethed inside knowing that, unless he wished to kill the whole lot of them, he had to accept this ridiculous union.



Worse still, the clan would not be happy with this news. A possible second generation of diluted inuyoukai blood would be a death sentence to the offspring. No, he thought, this will not bode well. Out of revered respect for Inutaisho’s sacrifice was Inuyasha not exterminated by the clan’s elders—and Sesshoumaru was not about to make that political point to protect such worthless young.



Because of their part in defeating Naraku and solving the mystery of the jewel’s destruction, even the great Lord of the Western Lands could not deny the victory and honor that both the hanyou and the woman possessed. If nothing else, Sesshoumaru knew the meaning of honor. He would not allow the hanyou, though blood diluted, suffer such a fate and make the recent victory a very meaningless event. He would enact the Arufa Yuusei. It was the only way.



oOo



It was easy to persuade the girl to follow him. After all, if it concerned her beloved hanyou, she would follow, even to her own doom. Foolish girl, he thought, the doom here was in not following.



As they passed through the many kinds of trees, grass, and shrubs, they saw a small clearing that was filled with the lingering light of the sun and illuminated the densely covered forest floor.

Knowing that they were early and that she still appeared eager to do as he said—some foolish belief into thinking that they were in some way related—he spoke,



“Stay behind that shrub over there,” he pointed, “and do not leave it until I tell you.”



“Why,” she was confused, “what’s going on here, Sesshoumaru?”



Ignoring her lack of acknowledgment to his title, he simply glared at her and made it very clear that she was not going to get an explanation and should do as she was told. Annoyed, but doing as he ordered, she kept repeating to herself that this was for Inuyasha.



Eventually, the forest light slowly faded behind the still mountains. All nature seemed to be in a hush, as if they knew this was a private meeting with an equally private purpose. Kagome began to feel the chill of the night air and the cold, caressing breeze against her bare face. Now she wished that she had brought her coat with her. She was freezing! She was about to protest when she heard something.



Sesshoumaru did not move but remained in the middle of the clearing. He already knew it was him. The hanyou was too lax in his approach: still too loud, still moving upwind of the enemy, still not ready to be fully youkai—and never will. He would have to remedy this, but now was not the time. Sesshoumaru gave a quick glance at Kagome and motioned for her to be silent. She got the message.



“What’s going on Sesshoumaru?”



“To the point, good,” he replied, “for I shall only speak of this matter once.”



The silence thickened. Inuyasha then realized that the silence of the forest had to do with Sesshoumaru’s discreetly releasing of his aura—no wonder his hair was standing on end.

“You wish to mate with the girl—”



“And you don’t agree with the union,” he casually interrupted, “yah, I kinda figured that one on my own. Not your business.”



“When it results in your death,” he then took on a more serious tone, “it becomes my business—I decide when you die, half-breed.”



“What the hell are you yapping about!?”



Damn, his brother could be a real pain sometimes, even on peaceful terms.



“The clan will kill any offspring of this union and any who stand in the way of their purpose.”

Inuyasha was speechless for a moment. But then,



“Why the hell would they care now and not before?”



“Our father’s death prevented the elders from killing you. It will not be so with your young. The blood is too diluted, too human. It would be even more insulting than allowing you to live.”



Still watching, Kagome was dumbstruck by the news. She wanted to scream but didn’t. Instead, she waited.



Realizing that Sesshoumaru wasn’t one to give such a blatant lie, Inuyasha mulled over the Taiyoukai’s words. Was this it, he wondered, the end of him and Kagome, even before it started?

His next words would be bitter, but they had to be said. Still, Haven’t they been through enough? His thoughts darkened. Was Naraku’s hatred and the jewel’s malice not enough? They should suffer more? Was there any hope, and why was Sesshoumaru really here?



“Why are you telling me this” was the only question that Inuyasha could ask.



Ah, now, finally, they were coming to the point.



“There is a way,” he elaborated, “for you and the female to bind and for you to be taken back by the clan.” As an after thought he said, “Father knew this and could have saved you from banishment and isolation, but your human mother refused.”



“Wait, back up, what are you saying?”



“The Arufa Yuusei, Inuyasha. Your mother refused this ceremony,” he continued, “her human female sentiments considered it degrading, and Father, out of his…love for her, did not push the subject.”



“Had the ceremony taken place, you would not be at your current station. The Arufa Yuusei is a sign that the female is branded kin and all offspring, in spirit, our fully pack. In turn, the ceremony demonstrates that the Alpha male considers her worthy of such an honor.”

He paused to strengthen his next point.



“The key is that she must completely submit to the Alpha.”



Kagome heard all this and for some unknown reason felt chills running up and down her spine. She had to know what this Arufa Yuusei demanded.



Inuyasha contemplated what to do. For some reason, the ceremony sounded familiar, and then, like a ton of bricks, it hit him.



“Oh, no,” his voice was beginning to raise at an ever increasing decibel,” no way in hell are you going anywhere near Kagome—I’d sooner not marry her at all, then have you fuck her!!”



Annoyed, but outwardly passive, Sesshoumaru pressed the issue.



“I have no desire to breed your female, fool. That is not what the ceremony entails,” and to further point out his idiocy, “she will still be a virgin—if it is first blood you seek, then you shall have it.”



With a sardonic grin, he resumed his position, “you need not worry about such trivialities, hanyou.”



“Damn you, Sesshoumaru. We’re done!!! I’ll fight the whole lot of them if need be. I have Tessaiga after all.”



“Oh, little brother, do you truly believe that father’s sword will save you from an entire council of Taiyoukai?”



Inuyasha’s eyes flickered momentarily, and Sesshoumaru knew that his point was finally made. Now, to get the female to the clan—



“No.”



Inuyasha’s word was barely a whisper, but it was enough to be unquestionably understood in its finality.



“Is that you’re choice, little-brother,” he taunted, “I do not believe you said it loud enough for even yourself to hear it.”



“Is this truly your choice alone?” He continued. “Have you doomed Kagome to a life of mere companionship, childlessness, and heart-break? And what of her choice?”



“I. Said. No.”



Sesshoumaru gave an inaudible sigh. This was getting tedious.



Kagome continued to watch and was furious that Inuyasha was making all the decisions. By now, she didn’t give a damn about Sesshoumaru’s order. As if reading her next actions, Sesshoumaru spoke in her direction.



“You may come out now, Kagome.”



Pure shock was etched on the hanyou’s face. Dam it all, of course he couldn’t scent her. Between Sesshoumaru’s aura and her being down wind, he would have never known. This would not bode well for the hanyou.



Arms crossed, face red, eyes inarguably furious, she said,



“I’ll do it. Period.”



“Stupid bitch, you don’t have a fucking clue what you’re getting yourself into!” He almost wanted to shake some sense into her. This was dangerous; Sesshoumaru was dangerous.



“Yes, I will do it!! I want to be with you,” tears streamed down her hot cheeks, “I love you—if this is the final test separating us, Inuyasha, I’ll do what I need to do.”



Steadily she walked towards him, reaching out to him, eventually embracing the only one who had her heart. Sesshoumaru was disgusted by the whole scene. His work here was done. It was up to Kagome to convince him; it was up to Inuyasha to tell her the specific details of the ceremony.



oOo



As a compromise, while Kagome was under his protection, his human would stay with Kaede. This ensured Kagome’s safety.



In a matter of days, Kagome packed her yellow back and placed it on Sesshoumaru’s strange two-headed dragon. She wore the simple blue kimono that her mother gave her. It was one of the few pieces left from an unattainable home.



They traveled to the West; they would be there in two days. Kagome now had time to think. She didn’t regret her decision. She was a big girl after all, an adult by anyone’s standards. Still, she couldn’t stand the awkward silence between them. With what Inuyasha explained, they would be more than just a little close and personal. Sesshoumaru didn’t strike her as the gentle type, more like the take them and leave them kind. She puckered just thinking about it.



She knew it was going to hurt, and she really doubted that the feudal era had a tube of lube in handy. Closing her eyes, finding her center, she reasoned that it would be over fast, and she would assess the damage later.



Still, would it kill him to talk to her right now? She had to say something, anything. After hours of watching the repetition of forest, grasslands, farmlands, and repeat, she really felt like saying something to break the ice. Come on, Kagome, talking isn’t this hard, say something, anything. Thinking, thinking…oh, come on, just blurt out the first thing that comes to mind…



“So that council is going to watch you fuck me up the ass, and—“ instantly she clamped her mouth shut. She decided that she preferred the silence. No, more like the retrieval of the last 10 seconds. Unfortunately, she didn’t know any gods, and Zelda’s Link was currently stuck in some upcoming movie that no one was interested in.



He was dumbstruck for a moment, but instantly recovered. After living for a few centuries, he learned some valuable things about the female species. She was nervous, and rightly so. He knew that she would find it difficult to submit to him. Perhaps, it would be best to ease the female’s obvious discomforts.



“Yes, and I will continue to do so until the council deems the display undeniably adequate.”



He observed with amusement the shock-horror on her face and decided that she wasn’t familiar with his brand of humor. He didn’t need her any more tense than she already was.



“Worry not, Kagome,” he soothed, “I will not harm you. You will be ready for me.”



Not completely understanding what he meant, she simply nodded and looked at the ever mundane landscape. Now it was his turn.



“Rin is very fond of you.”



“Huh,” her head snapped up looking confused at his sudden change of topic.



“She speaks of your kindness often.”



“Oh,” she smiled, understanding what he was trying to do.



They both stared at each other for a moment and came to the same epiphany: They both understood the importance of this ceremony. By accepting her, they would accept him. It really was about him. And Kagome realized then that that was one more thing they had in common. She however would never dare to mention it. They were nothing alike but understood that despite events to come, nothing would change.



oOo



The Taiyoukai and miko were not met with open arms. In fact, it was quite the opposite. It took Sesshoumaru transforming and one dead council member later before the rest of them acquiesced to his request. The ceremony would be performed that very night.



oOo



After soaking in floral bathwater and pampered by three of the most graceful looking inuyoukai she’d ever seen, Kagome felt nervous, inadequate, and worse yet alone. Her fear practically radiated off of her. She didn’t know if she could do this.



He sensed her fear immediately, and he decided that he did not like it. There was still some time left before the ceremony.



He entered the elaborate room that was decorated in lacquer, china, art, and the fresh scent of a troubled woman. No, she should not fear him in this, never this.



Quickly recognizing his aura, she slowly turned around. Dressed only in a thin white, silk kimono, nothing of Kagome’s body was left to the imagination. Eyes met. Kagome had an idea of what he wanted to do, and for reasons she will never understand, she simply accepted it. He saw this and slowly walked towards her.



He made quick work of removing her clothing and laid her on the futon. She didn’t fight; she didn’t struggle; and, she didn’t have a clue what he was going to do next.



He had no intention of breaking his word, but he needed to acclimate her to his touch. He glanced at her briefly, already knowing that she would be pleasing to the eyes. Most powerful mikos her age were. Fully clothed, he shadowed her body. She didn’t move; she understood that she had to learn submission. She was only to respond and follow his lead.



Carefully, he coaxed her mouth open, to respond, to play. She accepted. He then trailed a line of kisses to her breasts, stopped, and gave her time to understand his intent. Her heart rate increased, especially after she felt his warm breath against her bare skin. She didn’t move away; she only could moan in response. Her breathing was labored. Just as he thought, her flesh was delicious, soft, and succulent.



Would Inuyasha do this to her, she absently wondered.



Her responses were exquisite; her arousal potent to his sensitive nose. He went lower still. Out of timidity, she quickly closed her thighs. He would have none of that. Gently prodding her to spread them, giving her a look that told her her place, she opened for him. She was a little afraid. In truth, she had never done this before, not even with Inuyasha. He made quick work of his tongue, reminding himself not to use his fingers. He would have no accidents from this encounter.



By gods, she tasted divine, and a mortal no less.



As for Kagome, rational thought was no longer an issue. She only felt, and it was killing her. As time progressed, it became more and more difficult for her to breathe.



Finally, she came, and she came hard, earning her an approving growl from the male below. It was moments later before she could speak. The natural high was slowly ridding her body of most of her human inhibitions.



Gradually opening her eyes, not even realizing that she had closed them, she candidly stared at him. This was by far the most awkward position she had ever been in with anyone and for some reason she didn’t mind it at all. There was something between them, but it definitely was not love. Only Inuyasha had her love.



They were quiet and immobile for quite some time just staring at each other. She then realized that he felt it too, but she thought better of saying anything about it. And then he smiled, a dangerous predatorial gleam shadowed his features.



“Did I not say that you would be ready for me?”



It was more like a rhetorical question, but she understood its true meaning. He kept his promises. With nothing more to say, he left.



oOo



She was shocked to see the ceremonial chambers. This place was not what Inuyasha described. She blurted her thoughts.



“I thought that it was done outside.”



“No,” he answered, “these are not those ancient times. Come.”



He led her to the center of the room where layers upon layers of bedding were placed to make the couple as comfortable as possible. She notice many eyes on her and started to feel rather anxious.



“Kagome,” instantly she turned back and met his piercing gaze,” they are not here—I am.”



And there was such endearing certainty in his voice that a part of her believed—since when does he speak so softly?



He proceeded to undress her and follow the same familiar touches as before. She was calm. Eventually she started breathing heavily; her heart racing; and moans escalating. Suddenly, she released with such a force that even the elders could not deny her call’s sincerity.



When she finally came back from this recent high, she found that Sesshoumaru had already placed her on her hands and knees. Before she had time to think, Sesshoumaru began to do something she would never have expected, not even after living in the modern era.



Languidly, he slid his dexterous tongue across the puckered lips of her dark entrance. At first she tensed, then instantly she relaxed and simply enjoyed the sensation. She could get used to this. While continuing his onslaught, Sesshoumaru spread her cheeks further and began to slip his touch past the tight ring of muscles. He was rewarded with a moan that almost sounded forbidden in its intensity.



Kagome actually felt more alive in this moment than she could ever remember. This was just so wrong. Her lips trembled continuously, and her hands gripped the sheets so tightly that her knuckles were white with strain. He proceeded to prod her opening with a single wet digit, eventually working two, preparing her. With his onslaught of hands, tongue, and fingers, she came again.



Sesshoumaru was gifted with the additional lubrication she would need. Kagome was far too relaxed to resist.



Finally, it was time.



Coated with her fluids, he positioned himself at her entrance. He paused and let her know what was now to come. He slowly moved his tip into the tight opening. Having never actually seen his girth, but feeling his size, Kagome began to doubt that this was possible. Noticing her tensing, he leaned over and searched for her buddle of nerves and began bringing her to climax. She trembled with pleasure. He moved forward some more.



It hurt, and the hurt was getting worse not better. She decided that she did not like this at all, but she kept telling herself that this was for Inuyasha. She was not to show any trace of aggression against her alpha. Submit, she chanted, submit.



With patience gleaned from centuries of discipline, he at last found himself fully seated. This was something to truly relish. He for once understood why his father had such well-used human whores. No inuyoukai would submit this fully. She was tight, incredibly so. Abstractly, he imagined that Rin would most agreeably be more tight than she. Startled by this train of thinking, he set it aside for another day.



Pain. Burning, searing pain. How could anybody want this? Kagome was finding it extremely difficult to not pull away. Eventually, the sharpness dulled to a bearable ache. To her amazement, it was at that moment he moved.



Every time that he thrust forward, white, hot light burned through her vision followed by a euphoric agony that was not altogether undesirable, but seemingly needed, and thoroughly addictive. She never knew that she would actually like it a little rough. Had she been listening, she would have been surprised by what she heard.



Hearing Sesshoumaru groan his satisfaction in this would be surprising, but hearing the joint grunts and groans of a dozen Taiyoukai pleasuring themselves with the show would have shocked Kagome scarlet. Luckily, she didn’t know and kept enjoying.



She began to feel the stirrings of another release, except this time it was much deeper, slower, heavier. Sesshoumaru must have noticed her reaction, because he immediately began to caress her folds with more fervor, focusing on the same bundle of nerves.



For some reason, he wanted to make sure that they came together. And they did. The force of the release stole Sesshoumaru’s breathe away. This was addictive; she was addictive. He quickly squashed the thought and slowly removed himself from her. It was done.



With no arms supporting her fragile frame, she instantly fell onto the soft cushioning below her. The strange sensation of his hot seed trickling out of her was disconcerting but easily ignored. She instantly fell asleep.



oOo



“The council agreed to your place in the pack.”



No good morning, how are you feeling, or other expected conversation greeted her when she woke the next day in the private room. As a result, her only response was,



“Really?”



“You would have known sooner had you not passed out.”



She could have sworn that she heard a little mirth in his tone but dismissed it.



“Oh, well, that’s good. Inuyasha will be happy.”



Neither looked at the other for quite some time. Sesshoumaru never had to deal with this aspect of physical contact. That was the good think about whores, concubines, and mistresses. They already knew the rules. He was about to leave but thought better of it. She was pack now. The tenseness in the air needed to be broken. The perfect idea came to him. Fixing to leave, he said,



“In fact, not only have the elders agreed to call you kin, they insisted that you visit often.”



By the time Kagome realized the full meaning, Sesshoumaru was already gone. God, why was she such an idiot. She laughed. No one would believe that Sesshoumaru actually had a sense of humor.



oOo



The trip back was uneventful—though Kagome’s back side would not agree. Sesshoumaru took note of this and inwardly smiled. Not in all his centuries would he have expected this scenario. Here he was escorting his soon to be sister-in-law to her hanyou mate, who would soon be openly accepted back into the clan. As for his part, the young Taiyoukai already knew that the great Inutaisho was thorough laughing at his expense.

Arufa Yuusei with a human…



Suddenly, a stray thought entered his mind.



Was that why Arufa Yuusei was the only way for a human to enter the clan—an indirect insight to the sexual value of mortals?



Hn, he thought, he could not continue to test his theory on Kagome, she was to be taken.

That only left one other…

And he was willing to be a very patient Taiyoukai to get her.