The Twisted Humor Of St. Nick

Discoveries.

Kagome made a lot of them that day.

She discovered that her friends were traitors while watching them leave her to the dubious mercies of a feral youkai.

She discovered that the old saying about a ducklings and swans was partly true…but then, he’d never been anyone’s version of ugly.

She’d discovered that it was possible to be scared stiff, because when he’d mounted her, she’d been unable to move.

And right now…she’d just discovered what it felt like to have her hands bound while something had it’s way with her.

It had been only seconds after her supposed friends had abandoned her, that the youkai had picked up a rather heavy belt given to Koga and used it to lash her hands to one of the support pillars in the room.

And now here she was, squirming desperately as a rather large male once again crawled his way up her body.

“Let me go!”

Her gasping words were met with an amused sound as the demon bent to nuzzle her, ignoring them as he‘d ignored all the others. She shivered as he brushed her hair away from the back of her neck, before his fangs grazed her skin. Those fangs trailed over her shoulder, before moving to rake over the collar of her blouse and down.

Another shiver wracked her as his hands curled around her waist and tugged her against his body…and an erection rude enough to give her a bit of a start. Though the whimper that escaped seemed to please him as he rolled his hips into hers. A sound very like approval echoed in response.

Was he serious?

She knew that he, almost as a rule, disliked humans and even though she seemed to be an exception to that rule…this was a bit extreme.

I mean really, if this is some kind of prank it was a reaaallllly-

Her mental rambling abruptly cut off as razor sharp claws suddenly split the back of her blouse and his tongue followed in their wake. She squirmed against the sensation, though it only served to drive her tormentor on. She felt his fingers tunnel through her hair, then he was tugging her head back…and covering her mouth with his own.

Kagome clamped her teeth shut to keep from encouraging him, but he drove himself against her just then, pressed himself between her thighs at just the right spot to drive a moan from her. His tongue drove into her mouth with a relishing sound, curling around her own and stroking.

He tasted delicious, she thought, as he plundered her mouth. Like something addicting…and all the more forbidden for it.

She knew she should be fighting him. But she couldn’t make herself. He felt too good against her, solid and warm.

Her eyes widened. No!

She yanked backwards and away, ignoring the light sting of her scalp as her hair pulled. His low laughter taunted her as he wielded his skillful torment on her bared back. She gritted her teeth in an attempt to ignore him but, as firm lips nipped at her skin, she felt her resolve corroding around the edges.

For his part, Sesshomaru couldn’t have been more pleased with his catch.

So she wasn’t all together willing…he could change that.The tremble in her arms as she held herself up told him that he was on the right path.

He released his hold on her hair to tug the waistband of her jeans downward, and she spun to face him over her shoulder. But the denials died on her tongue when his own dipped into the shallow indentations at the base of her spine.

Unlike the majority of girls of her time, Kagome was not scrawny as most tried to be. Oh, she wasn’t by any means round, but her curves were elegant and sleek, much like his very first thoroughbred filly as a child. Her legs were long and slender, but shapely. Her torso was narrow, though her breasts were well rounded and high and he was fairly certain they’d fit his hands perfectly.

The urge to find out had him reaching under her to tug her now useless bra from her chest. A gasp was her response as his hands covered her and just like he’d thought, they were perfect. He used his own body to drive her into an upright position as he leaned over her shoulder, admiring the way her nipples peaked out from between his fingers.

Kagome gulped. Maybe he was serious…

She’d never felt more exposed.

She’d always been of the opinion that a girl should wait until marriage. A bit old fashioned maybe, but she’d never even gotten herself into a situation where a male would touch her like this.

She was fairly certain he wasn’t going to stop with a grope…

She closed her eyes so she wouldn’t see the way his fingers plucked gently at the nipples there were now responding to the faint chill in the air. She refused to accept that his actions might be arousing her.

She jumped when she felt his hands lower to the button of her jeans, his lips stroking the exposed line of her throat as the metal tab of the zipper slowly slid downwards.

“Stop…”

“Never.”

The sound of the metal teeth parting echoed loudly in her ears, and she hissed when his long, callused fingers traced a line over the under curve of her belly.

She flinched in mortification as he stroked her greatest physical embarrassment. She’d never been able to get her stomach to flatten as she much as she'd wanted.

But he didn’t seem to mind. In fact…

Her eyes widened as he suddenly lifted her to her feet, before crawling to the front of her. She looked down in time to see his fangs graze the subtle curve, eyes closed as if to savor the taste of her. Then the flat of his tongue followed.

She tried to bow her spine backwards to escape the sensation, but he would have none of it. His sudden growl of displeasure froze her in pace…and her jeans dropped around her ankles.

Oh, that was it!

She hastily kicked her feet free of their entanglement, before she squirmed away from him, twisting sideways around the pillar.

He moved towards her again, and she kicked a foot out. “NO!”

He snarled, then pounced, knocking her feet out from under her and forcing her flat on her belly.

So she wouldn’t take gentle? Fine, then.

Kagome screamed in frustrated temper as he yanked her hips up, only to shove a sofa cushion beneath them. She kicked backward, determined to keep him away, when she realized he’d disappeared.

She blinked when something suddenly landed before her face with a ‘thump’.

Something black…then it was abruptly covered by another ‘thump,’ this time in faded blue.

Something in her stilled in a strange sort of expectancy.

She couldn’t hear him, but she knew he was still there. She yelped when her underwear was suddenly yanked from her body, snapping feebly in the strength of his hands.

She tensed in anxiety…just before he came down on her. His bare skin was almost hot against her own. Something thick and heavy pressed itself tightly between the bared cheeks of her backside.

She went wild under him.

He grunted as she bucked under him, holding her down. He’d never admit it, but her struggles were turning him on even more that her compliance would have.

He smiled as she hurled curses and threats at him, smiled even when her skin began to take on a faint glow of power.

Oh yes, he’d needed this.

He’d been all of fifteen years old when he’d first discovered his attraction to the girl. And even more horrifying…at eighteen he’d finally realized that his body refused to respond to anyone other than the girl thrashing under him.

After a few embarrassing attempts with other females, in his ignorance, he’d decided that he must just be unable to react in a sexual fashion as it had not untill that last day. The day he’d left…

When she’d been fifteen, he’d accidentally walked in on her in the shower. The sight of her, though young and not yet fully mature, had burned itself into his memory.

She’d never known, her hurt plain when she’d found that he’d left the house before hugging her goodbye. He’d endured the lecture from his brother and Koga for what he did.

But he wouldn’t have changed a thing. He wouldn’t have been able to restrain himself.

Imagine his delight when he’d discovered the extent of his brother’s idiocy.

He’d known exactly what the foolish pup was up to. He knew of the scheme to have him court the little female.

So what if he was taking it farther then they’d intended? They’d served her up to his baser nature on a silver platter.

By now, her insults had deteriorated into inarticulate snarls of frustration…and not a little fear. Kagome felt him slide down her body, and she inwardly cringed at the way she just knew he was studying her. Then those big hands were prying her thighs apart.

No, he wouldn’t! How could he look a her there…?

She was only half wrong. He wasn’t going to look…he was going to taste.

She screamed as his tongue rasped over her. Her mind shut down, her lungs collapsed…and she writhed. The contented rumbles he made only added to the sensation, the vibration slicing through her and searing her with the pleasure.

She was absolutely luscious...

He couldn’t seem to get enough of the taste of her or her little mewls of pleasure. His tongue pushed up inside of her, curling against the inside of her and stroking slowly. Her hips just had barely rocked against him, when he rewarded her with the deeper plunge of his tongue.

And when her body tightened with the inevitable orgasm, her limbs going limp with it, he simply helped himself to more of her.

Kagome lay there as his mouth continued to plunder her. She wanted to fight him as it continued, but she was trapped…and it felt oh sooo good. He’d moved upward just a bit and she whimpered when his lips closed around her clitoris, gently sucking at the delicate bit of flesh. She felt a light touch skimming over the soft folds of her flesh, before he delicately sank two fingers into her, flexing with each slow tug of his lips. A hungry sound escaped him as her wetness coated his fingers, then he licked her clean before starting again.

This time the release was deeper and slower as she collapsed under the killing pleasure.

Kagome lay in a state of bone-melting pleasure. She’d never imagined that anything could feel that good. And while she was upset about the circumstances, she wasn’t dishonest enough to deny her curiosity about how the rest of it might feel.

He bent over her shoulder to nip her neck, before his lips brushed her ear. “If I let you up, are you going to fight me?”

Her eyes narrowed. Curiosity was one thing, but to actually lay there and let him…?! “Yes,” she growled.

His smile was truly wicked. “Good.”

Her hands were suddenly free, and she was rolled off the cushion. Flat on her back, Kagome struggled with the weight that swiftly pinned her to the floor.

It might have been a indicator of her innocence, but he lost no time in using her struggles against her. Her legs opened as she fought him and he was soon between them.

When she bit him in her desperation, his gasp only fueled her on.

Unfortunately, it had the adverse affect of her intention. She had no way of knowing that he liked the sting of her small teeth in his flesh.

She bit him harder as he snarled…just before she became aware of him doing something else.

He was done with the playing. Sesshomaru pinned her bucking hips to the floor and drove in.

Her choked cry only served to spur him on, making him disregard her innocence in the brutality of his invasion. Her fingers dug deeply into his back, and her writhing only served to open her further, pulling him deeper with every desperate movement. Her back arched in protest and she clawed at him, further goading his beast. The guttural sound he made was like a starving animal set loose to feed.

But he wanted her with him.

She was barely aware of the burning press of his fangs in the curve of her shoulder, when the pain abruptly vanished.

The sting of her lost innocence, the heavy thrust of his hips, the sheer size of him…nothing hurt. There was only the burning pleasure and the deep plunge of his body into hers. She could feel his pleasure twining with her own, amplifying it and sending her spinning out of control.

It was one of his lesser known abilities. Sesshomaru was telepathic to a large degree. She was fairly certain he was also using his ability to feel her own pleasure, making certain that, despite his roughness, he wouldn’t permanently harm her.

Every thrust seemed to seat him deeper in her body, the inhuman power of his body driving him harder and faster. Kagome could only cling tightly to the youkai and ride out the violence of his passions.

She was just beginning to think it would never end when she felt him shift, an arm curving under her hips changing her position and one of his legs shifting upwards gave him leverage as her thigh slid up high over his ribs, and she screamed in pleasure as she felt him brush up against her cervix.

He stilled for a moment, evaluating her response, before his movement became less of a thrust and more of a rolling of his hips.

“I thought you were going to fight me,” he cooed.

The responsive baring of her teeth pleased him, as did the wild bucking of her hips as his new angle caused him to hit every sensitive nerve in passing. She’d been snug before…now she was mind-numbingly tight. Like a wet fist pulling at him.

“Good girl,” he purred.

She couldn’t hear him. The world could have ended and the only thing she’d have known was the way he felt inside of her. The way his body caged hers against the ground and the way his girth stretched her so tightly that she rode the razor's edge between pleasure and pain.

He kissed her, then, soft and sweet. The contrast between the gentleness of his mouth, and deep penetration of his cock was finally the catalyst her body needed to throw her over the edge into a near brutal orgasm, her world blackening around the edges of her consciousness.

She only barely heard the deep rumble as he howled, the contractions of her sheath dragging his own orgasm from him.


~@~


There was an oppressive silence as an anxious group of friends waited. Three females sat huddled in a corner as the other two attempted to comfort them and each other as they waited for the end of the their friend’s innocence. Three males sat in guilty silence as five others kept a wary eye on them.

The sudden ring of the phone made all of them jump and Inuyasha quickly got up to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Inuyasha?”

“Hi, pops.”

Something in the younger male’s voice alerted the elder. “Is something wrong?”

“I uh….I might have made a little bit of a-” The sudden narrowing of Rin’s eyes, not to mention the rather impressive shiner gifted to him by his furious girlfriend made him hastily correct himself. “BIG! I made a BIG mistake!”

Sugimi almost didn’t want to ask. “…”

“Pops?”

“And…?”

“Well, you know how you always wanted another daughter?”

Now confusion filled the inu lord. “Yes but-”

Inuyasha held the phone out…just in time to catch the breathless female cry followed swiftly by the bellowing howl of conquest from his elder brother. The sounds echoed through the still home for a bit, before he put the receiver back to his ear.

“Inuyasha, what in the name of hell was that?” The stern tone of his father’s voice made him wince.

“That would be your new daughter…”

And there was silence.


~@~

When Kagome came back to herself, she discovered yet another thing.

Sesshomaru, despite the feel of the hot slippery mess sliding down her thighs, was still hard….and he was more than ready for another go.


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