Encounter Under the Full Moon

Chapter 2: Scrubbing Around Rikka Predicament

A/N: To all my readers and reviews thank you for your support. Rikka is the nickname Ayame gave Sesshoumaru. Aki is Ayame nickname.

Sesshoumaru relaxed as he felt her delicate fingers equipped with tiny claws massage his scalp with the lightly scented almond oil. Ayame marveled at the thick soft mane that was Sesshoumaru hair. His locks felt like silk in her hands and she couldn’t help but enjoy the sensation of his hair.

As she stood directly behind him washing his hair Sesshoumaru closed his magenta colored eyelids and growled in satisfaction. Even the slightest touches of the young wolf hands increased his body temperature, making him feel flushed in the already warm water. The sounds of the waterfall combined with the lovely smell of their environment and soon to be lover helped him relax even more. However being a trained warrior he was taught never to let his guard down completely, hence why he continued to scent the area for any potential threats. Since he hasn’t sensed any so far he had no reason to allow his aura to spike and scare off any hostile creatures. That will be done later on when he has the wolf intertwined with his own form in order to increase her arousal. He wants to hear her scream his new nickname into the forest announcing whom it was that was satisfying her. It didn’t matter whether or not it was his real name being sounded throughout the forest; the scream itself and knowing that it was him who caused it was enough to make his male youkai ego jump with joy. The very though of her screaming like an insane sex crazed youkai made his erection jump for joy along with his ego.


‘Indeed we both shall be gratified greatly this night.’ He thought as he smirked to himself. Then he thought about how timid she was at first when she found out her hiding spot had been revealed to him.

He knows from his earlier experiment that the young wolf becomes aroused by his aura, despite the fear it invokes in her. He planned on using that to his advantage when he takes her. He was please to see that she still approached him in spite of her fear. Yes his little Aki was either very brave or foolish.

‘Perhaps both apply. However she goes after what she covets…intriguing.’ He thought as he admired the shy but bold actions of the female.


He was diverted from his musings when felt her claws scratch behind his ears. This caused the volume of his growls to increase as he actually felt his left leg move involuntary. Ayame saw his leg move ever so slightly and scathed behind his ears with amplified vigor, practically drooling over the strong muscular thigh she caught a glance of. As Ayame was virtually hypnotized by that powerful appendage, Sesshoumaru was pondering his actions:

‘Humph, behaving like a common Inu merely because of the wolf ministrations…ridiculous.’ He berated himself for his lack of control. But then again it was a full moon which always decreased his restraint when it came to anything that aroused his body.

‘Nevertheless my reactions this night is to be expected, therefore this Sesshoumaru will not ponder his natural responses to the female touches…Rather, I will take pleasure from them…’ He told himself almost as an after thought. Then Ayame spoke interfering with the rest of his thoughts when she said:

“You have the prettiest hair I have ever seen. I wish my hair was this soft…and the color, it’s gorgeous. And the way you move your leg when I scratch you behind your ears is… hypnotic.” She said in awe as she continued to work her way down his long flowing hair.

“This Sesshoumaru has heard similar declarations about this mane before, however ‘pretty’ is not the correct way to describe a male youkai hair.” He said blowing off her compliment. Many have stated how ‘beautiful’, how ‘gorgeous’ and how ‘pretty’ he was. He ignored the latter wondering why they thought of the daiyoukai of the Western Lands was pretty? He was a male daiyoukai warlord, that and the word pretty didn’t seem to fit in the same sentence. He didn’t mind being called beautiful or gorgeous because beauty can refer to works of art, therefore he felt that the term ‘beautiful’ or ‘gorgeous’ since they meant the same thing could be applied to a male or female.

Considering himself a living work of art he didn’t mind being called beautiful or gorgeous. Conversely the daiyoukai did mind being called pretty; he thought of that as a more feminine term and he was definitely not a female. Usually he won’t dignify comments like that with a response, but knowing that she was young and naïve and appreciate beauty when she saw it, he decided to voice his thoughts on the matter. The full moon certainly does make creatures do strange things. Not only was he horny as hell, but he the Inu youkai of few words was being more expressive.

Ayame a little upset by his remark stop scratching behind his ears. Letting go off his hair completely, she dropping her arms to her side she said:

“I didn’t mean it as an insult-“ She stopped speaking as she saw his large hands reach back and grabbed her upper arms firmly. Without turning around he slid his hands down her arms deliberately slowly until his hands wrapped around her tiny wrists. He pulled her forward until he could feel her breast on his back. Placing her hands where they were previously occupied he said:

“Be satisfied with the fiery stunning locks you have.” She said nothing as she shuddered revealing in the feel of his hands on her wrists and the indirect compliment he gave her. As she wondered how his large strong calloused hands would feel on the rest of her body he spoke again and said:

“Proceed my Aki, after we bathe we will move on to more… stimulating activities.” He stated with a deep husky voice. She stood there in shock for a moment letting his words wash over her. Her arousal increased from his statement accompanied by his baritone voice. Ayame started to pant a little as Sesshoumaru pulled her closer until her left ear was right by his lips. Brushing his lips against her pointy ear he whispered:

“If you believe the movement of my one of my lower limbs is hypnotic; imagine how mesmerizing my entire lower half will be as I thrust into your hot, tight, passage continually until you feel nothing but pure bliss as you release all of your…sexual tension.” He said the last part with a husky growl. Ayame felt her knees give away for a second add felt his grip tighten so she will stay upright. He could feel the hard nipples off her breast brushing against his back between his wet locks as her knees gave out. He could also feel heat radiating of her womanhood as he pulled her closer. Feeling his erection grow he had to stop himself from taking her right then. He always found the carnal acts to be more satisfying if he and his partner participated in a little foreplay first. Also since she was a virgin taking his time with her, letting her get use to his male form was the best option. Seeing his body is one thing, feeling it is another. However if she happens to decide that she wants to get straight to the point, namely the blunt tip of his manhood inside her…well usually he likes to drag the process out, but in this case, he would make an exception. The full man seems to be having a more profound effect on him then usual so he would be happy to oblige. Besides as hard as he was right now he would be happy to comply with her request, over and over and over… The young wolf interrupted his thought process again when she exclaimed suddenly:

“Proceed I will Rikka!” The eager Ayame a.k.a Aki said with renewed vigor. She had to use all the willpower she had just to stand upright on her own. She grabbed the bottle and poured another large amount of the almond oil in her hands before she begin scrubbing behind his ears again. She played with his ears a little while longer grazing the pointed tips; loving the view of his powerfully built thigh moving up and down glistening in the moonlight. Remembering what he said about the rest of his lower half future movements, she moved on to wash the rest of his hair clean. She wanted to move on to more his flesh and feel that powerful physique that attracted her so. She felt her womanhood churn with burning hot liquid as the apex of her thigh became wet with something else besides water. Just thinking about the magnificent exotic creature sitting in front of her was enough to make her almost climax right there. The powerful aura he released earlier was frightening and intoxicating at the same time. She yearned to feel it again as she finished washing his blue and silver mane. Little Ayame will get her wish soon enough…

“Now that I am done with your hair let move on shall we!” She said enthusiastically after she washed her hands and grabbed the vanilla oil.

“Indeed.” He said calmly as he stood up gracefully from the flat stone he was occupying. Turing his back towards her he walked away, gliding through the water. He moved like a predator, using the movements of his body to seduce and ensnare his prey i.e. the lovely little wild beauty behind him. He smirked as he felt her emerald orbs burning holes in his back; knowing she was watching his muscles shift in his back and the top of his rear which she could barely see. He continued to stroll forward after a few moments he spoke:

“This Rikka is a sight to behold, however he wishes for you to continue to stroke his person, come.” He said still smirking as she instantly complied splashing through the water to get to the delectable youkai. He also smirked because he overheard her whisper.

“You certainly are…” Then Sesshoumaru thought:

“The little one seems incapable of thinking straight when she gazes at this one, she has forgotten about my enhanced hearing…” He thought as he stood under the small water fall washing the oils out of his hair, leaving only the scent behind. Ayame continued to awkwardly walk through the water, holding the vanilla and almond oil she grabbed before she made her way over to him. Placing the almond oil on the shore close to the waterfall she came up with a creative way to keep the vanilla oil attached to her so her hands will be free and the bottle would be in arms reach. She tied her hair ribbon around the bottle and her braid securely before she made her way over to Sesshoumaru.

Emerald stared into amber for a few minutes trying to read each other thoughts through their orbs. Sesshoumaru was able to easily see apprehension, excitement, lust and anger. Then Sesshoumaru thought:

‘Humph, still thinking about the fool who rejected you, this Sesshoumaru can rectify that easily.’ For some reason he felt a twinge of jealously simply because he knew she was thinking about her first love. He knew that his jealously came from his naturally possessive disposition.

As Sesshoumaru was pondering, Ayame was only able to see lust followed by annoyance in his amber orbs. Then she saw lust mixed with a resolve and calculation. It was as if he was planning something and would not stop until he sees it though, what he was planning she didn’t know. His look caused her to forget her ‘this should have been Kouga standing here with me’ contemplation. Instead she started to wonder what the hell he was thinking when he gave her that look? What was he up to? He pulled her close and said:

“Wash.” He said with soft growl. She didn’t know if it was an irritated growl, lustful growl or a combination. Hesitating a bit she trembled as she took the stopper of the bottle and poured a large amount of oil in her hand. Replacing the cork she used both her hands to smear the oil all over his neck, shoulders and chest.

He closed his eyes and tilted his head up, loving the feel of her little hands on his body and the smells that assaulted his sensitive nose. At the same time he allowed the water to wash his face while she worked. He tilted his head down and looked at her when she spoke:

“Wow your skin is so soft and your muscles feel like marble, amazing.” She said almost with a child like glee as she talked to herself. He chucked low and said:

“Ah, so you approve.” He stated as he involuntarily flexed his pectoral muscles when she rubbed her hand across his chest. Ayame gasped and panted as his muscles moved. That combined with the vibrations she was feeling coming from his chest made her heart beat speed up, her panting increase and her knees shake with the effort to stay upright. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he panted himself, he looked at her and said:

“Calm yourself and continue.” He smirked pressing his erection into the lower part of her belly. Sesshoumaru told her to remain cool yet he was doing things on purpose to make her heat up. He just wanted to give her a little taste of the body part that she will become…very familiar with. He was inwardly smiled loving the way she responded to him.

“It’s your (pant) fault (pant, pant) that I am (pant) hyperventilating. How-how am I (pant) suppose to stay calm (gasp) with that pressing into my hip?” She struggled to get out saying the last part after the gasp incredibly fast. The last gasp came from when he pulled her closer, pressing deeper into her stomach.

“Aki merely remember what lies ahead.” He growled lustfully with half lidded eyes. Catching on to his meaning, she took a deep breath as he released her. Smiling she poured more oil into her hand and replaced the cork. Then she proceeded to scrub him with her hands starting with his neck. Sesshoumaru allowed her to scrub his collar even though her hands possessed claws that could be potentially deadly. Mainly because his heighten senses would immediately alert him to a threat from his soon to be lover. If she did try an underhanded attack, he was confident that he could stop her before she could cut his jugular vein. However he knew she would not attempt to cause him harm so he allowed her to have access to his throat.

After she washed his throat she moved to his collar bones and broad shoulders, adoring the feel of his tight muscles as they budged under her ministrations. She scrubbed his sides down to his hip bone and up his belly. She moved her hands up and down his well toned stomach several times. She was panting along with him as she heard him growl and placed her hand on his chest for a second so she could fell it vibrate. She was astonished by how only a small gesture from him, a lustful look, a low vibrating growl, his labored breathing, even his deep voice could make her tremble. Another thing that made her shudder was the fact that she was making a powerful youkai like him heat up like an unstable volcano just from her touch.

Moving her hand down the center off his chest to his belly button, she gently swirled one of her fingers in his naval causing him to shudder and groan. He gently, but firmly grabbed her shoulders as she rubbed her hands over his tone obliques and pelvis bone. Then she let her hand trail up and down the groves between his pelvis and hips. Her hand would brush against his silver curls but never ventured down far enough to touch his manhood. She heard him groan and growl again wantonly as she felt his hands give her shoulder a reassuring squeeze of approval. Curious she decided to steel a glance of the daiyoukai expression. She looked up for a moment and saw that his face was flushed, him markings was darker, zigzagged and his eyes were half lidded. His mouth was parted slightly and she could have sworn that she saw a red light flash in his eyes. She shivered when she felt his aura spike for a split second. A bit of fear and a great increase of arousal made itself known as she thought to herself:

‘WOW!!! I did THAT to him, I think I even made his youki increase for a second there. I am better at this then I thought.” She thought with pride surprising herself. Kouga didn’t know what he had missed out on.

‘And he never will.’ She thought with determination.

“Continue.” He said in almost a clipped tone releasing her shoulders. She frowned for a moment not liking the curt sound of his voice then she said ‘oh right’ and continued, figuring that he was irritated that she had stop. The thought of making him respond to her stimulation empowered her, helping her overcome some of her apprehension. She lubricated her hands with more vanilla oil and picked up where she left off.

She started to rub his thighs running her fingers over the two strips on each thigh that extended from his lower back to his knees at a downward curved angle. She felt his muscles shift every time she rubbed the strips on his thighs as if it was a reflex. The whole time she heard low growling mixed with the sound of the water fall. She massaged both of his taut thighs in the same way working her way down to his ankles and feet. Then she moved her hands back up starting from his inner ankles, to his inner legs, inner thighs to the apex of his thighs. Just as she almost reached his erection her hands took another path. As she passed the large organ she noticed droplets of fluid leaking from his man hood. She also notices that it was so full of blood that it looked almost purple compared to his pale skin. She was able to clearly see his erection because the water was very shadow in the area under the waterfall, due to the slope of part of the land.

Smiling to herself, she ran her hands back up the juncture between his upper hips and pelvis. Her small hands slid back up his sides under his arm pits then up and down his muscular arms, cleaning them. Subsequently she completely disappeared behind his large form, obtained more vanilla oil from the bottle and splashed it on his back. Then shocking herself again she boldly said in a husky voice:

“Let me take care of your back…then I can take care of your more… private areas.” she said as she lightly rubbed her hands across his ass. He chuckled at how fast her demeanor had changed. She went from being a self-conscious, hurt, naïve little virgin to an eager, direct, vivacious although still inexperienced little virgin. He wondered if she would behave in the same matter if she knew who he was. Nope, which is why he felt he made the right decision to keep his identity a secret… for now. Besides it makes everything a little more interesting. Then Sesshoumaru spoke and said:

“Hmmmm this Rikka respects your assertiveness; however keep in mind my wild Aki after you are finished, it will be this Rikka turn to bathe you. And rest assured, I will caress Every. Single. Segment of your flesh until you can do nothing but helplessly plead for release…” He said in and equally husky voice.

Ayame knees shook again after she heard him speak. She took a deep breath to try and contain her arousal. Then she blurted out:

“Yes, that just what I wanted to hear, but-but first, let me-me help you w-with your problem.” She tried to say in a sultry voice only to have her voice break. Sesshoumaru chuckled a bit as he thought:

‘She can dish out the lust filled words, but she can’t take it…charming.’ He thought as he inwardly laughed at the adorable little wolf that obviously was not use to the sexual side of her personality.

“You are not becoming bashful again, are you my Aki.” He said with an amused tone as he looked over his shoulder at her.

“I don’t know.” she said as she laid her hands on his upper back.

“Be yourself let your actions and words flow naturally, bring forth the wild little vixen I saw a few moments ago.” He said calmly as he turned around.

Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves she said:

“If it’s a wild vixen you want then it is a wild vixen you shall have.” She said as she begin scrubbed his back.

“Good lass.” He growled as he felt her little hands work their way back toward his manhood. Several minutes later he felt his arousal reach new heights and his eyes turn red. He berated himself again for his lack of patience on the night of the full moon, but he was sick of her acting like she didn’t see his large erection. Tired of her purposely ignoring that area, he grabbed her wrist and placed it directly on his manhood.

“Incredible.” She breathed. She was flabbergasted by the hardness of it and the fact that it seemed to pulse in rhythm to his heart beat. She couldn’t even fit her small hands around his erection. Wondering how the seven hells he was going to fit THAT inside of her he thought:

‘I will have retribution for this torture Aki.’ He devised many ways to give her the same if not worst sexual tension she had given him. Then he spoke and said:

“Had enough of your games Aki?”

“Yes Rikka.” She whispered. With the first step of his plan out of the way i.e. get her interested with the feel of his manhood, perhaps he can get his release. Then her carnal torment can begin.

“Then this Rikka will show you how to resolve his predicament.” He said glad that he was able to persuade her to stop scrubbing around his predicament. He placed his large hand over hers intent on giving her hands on experience, literally…

TBC

A/N: Sorry about taking so long with the update, please review.