Across the Ages

I still don't own Inuyasha and co, though I am pretty sure you can all imagine what would happen if I did. And I don't own the songs. Sad to say I don't even know who sings the first song, I just have a german cd that has a bunch of club songs. The second one is feelin love by paula cole. Who DOESN'T feel sexy to that song ya know? I own nothing!!! damn you mean lawyers. This one is for all of you that think Sess and Ayeka are softcore! LoL


Chapter Forty-One

Sesshoumaru made his way to his chambers, his patience barely in check. He flung the door wide to see his lovely wife sitting by the window, doing the most womanly of tasks. Polishing her armor. She looked up at him as he stood, youkai snapping his hair around him.

"Sesshoumaru is everything all right?" she asked. Her features lit with concern. He growled at her, "What have you done?" he demanded. She blinked up at him as he moved to tower over her chair. What the hell was he talking about?

"I'm sorry I don't understand the question" she told him. He snarled, "What have you done to my castle?" he demanded again. Ayeka was still not following, "I haven't done anything, " she reminded him, "You have banished me to our rooms". He narrowed his eyes at her, and took a deep breath.

"You have caused upheaval to the peace of this house" he told her. She held her hands out in a gesture of innocence. Okay so maybe she was to blame, her wounds were healed and he still wouldn't let her out, it had been over a week! So she'd made sure Rin and Shippo had a steady supply of candies. Apparently the most powerful demon in Japan was not prepared to deal with hyper youngsters.

"Rin has been running around my gardens like she is possessed, twice I have had to rescue my retainer from her and the young fox. Miroku hasn't been able to concentrate on anything but Sango's ass and Inuyasha is babbling about a new love of pearls, whatever that means" he ranted.

She tipped her head back and laughed lightly. He took immediate exception. "It is not funny Ayeka" he told her firmly. She dabbed at her eyes, "Oh... oh do forgive me my precious lord husband" she wheezed through her giggles. Sesshoumaru growled softly at her in warning, but the sound held no malice. He was glad that she had recovered. The scents clinging to his guest corridors over the last few nights had sorely tried him. He was a demon who wanted his wife.

She rose and set aside her polishing cloth. "Have they told you about the contents of the pink boxes?" she wanted to know. He snorted, "No. Why is that wife?" he barked in mock irritation. She was amazed that around others he was so cold nd collected but with her he was warmer and more alive. Much like he had been when he was younger.

She shrugged, moving to stand near the wall, her secretive smile shooting to all the right places. He lunged at her, his left arm wrapping around her waist and his right hand moving to cushion her head as he tackled her against the wall. She looked up at him and smiled softly, "All right, all right, no more chocolates for the children for a while" she conceded.

Sesshoumaru nipped her chin, "What will I find in the box?" he asked. She hadn't given him his gift yet, stating that she wanted to be fully recovered to see him enjoy it. He'd let her have her way, but after seeing his brother and the monk walk around for a week with those insipid smiles... he had to admit wanting it.

Ayeka leaned up, feeling his arm tighten around her and lift her easily as she kissed his lips. "You'll see tonight," she whispered, "I hope that you are feeling adventurous". Then she slid down the length of his body and slipped under his arm. "Oh and Sesshoumaru?" she called from the door. His head turned to her, he was still braced against the wall, "Hn". She smiled brilliantly, "No more confinement".

The others were pleased that she was able to come down to dinner. She joked and laughed for a while and then she yawned daintily. sesshoumaru noticed at once as she knew he would. "Ayeka, you must not overdo. Why don't you go to our chambers?" She nodded, bid everyone good night and set her plan in motion.

Sesshoumaru expected to find her asleep when he entered the chamber over an hour later. He was wrong. Ayeka sat, draped over his chair. His eyes took in the upswept hair and the soft scent of aroused woman. His eyes moved along her form as she stood.

She was clothed in one of his own haori's. He arched a brow at it, but said nothing. He liked seeing her in his clothing, it made him feel much more powerful. All too possessive. "Up to something Ayeka?" he asked. She nodded. Well at least she was honest, devious wench. Oh but he loved her.

Deciding to satisfy his curiosity, he leaned against the door and folded his arms across his chest. "What would that be?" he asked softly, his eyes glowing softly. She pointed toward the bath. He detached himself from the wall and wandered that way.

Pushing the door open, he saw that there were several candles lit in the bathing chamber. "I want to bathe you" she told him. He wasn't about to argue with that. She bid him remove his clothing and get into the water. While he did so, she went to fetch a clean sleeping robe and lit several more candles around the bed chamber.

Sesshoumaru smiled to himself as he sank into the hot water. So, Ayeka wished to show her affection for him. There was nothing wrong with that. Ayeka knelt behind him as he ducked his head, and then she took a bottle of her shampoo from the side shelf.

It was a light clean scent, not too strong for delicate inu noses and she began to lather the glorious length of his hair. Sesshoumaru purred with soft delight when her nails raked lightly over his scalp and behind his ears. She worked slowly, methodically. Sesshoumaru thought he'd died and reached the human heaven.

When she rinsed him and then conditioned his hair, he ran his claws through the smooth slick strands. Ayeka then piled his damp hair atop his head with one her clips. He stood so that she could lather his body, running the soft fluffy pouf over sleek muscles honed with battle and drills.

She marveled over his beauty, yes that was the only thing she could call it. Sesshoumaru noticed that her hands had stilled on his face and he slowly opened his eyes to find her staring at him. "Ayeka?" he asked softly and watched as she seemed to return to herself.

She smiled gently, tracing a wet finger tip over his moon, "You are the most wonderous thing I have ever seen" she breathed. Her eyes roving over his face in a way that made him feel like she had caressed him. He leaned forward and kissed her softly, "I am the one who should say such things to you" he said softly.

Ayeka shook her head over her own foolishness. She rinsed him carefully. Lathering his lower half next, she touched in in non-sexual ways, only to clean him. He admitted to himself to feel a little disappointment at that. He had tried a few times to tug her into the water with him, but she refused.

When he was rinsed, she handed him the length of soft drying cloth. "Dry and dress. I'll be right outside" she told him calmly. He sighed and did as she asked. What was she up to? He had thought she might indulge in a little bathtime seduction, apparently not.

When he came out of the bathing chamber, his eyes fell on her at once. She Was dressed in a short black dress of sorts. The kind that she would never wear beyond these chambers. She looked at him expectantly and he arched a brow in return. "Shall I dance for you then?" she asked softly.

Sesshoumaru felt his blood heat, but nodded. She smiled, "You. Don't move" she told him. Suddenly she was behind him and the sensual thump of her modern music. Sesshoumaru felt her hands move over his shoulders. Even as he fought to understand the words.

'Let me lay it on the line
I got a little freakiness inside
and you know that a man has got to deal with it'

She was moving around him slowly, sliding her body against his in gentle sweeps, her hips undulating against him. She made her way to his front, licked his neck and pressed herself to him, pushing his hands away from her as she continued.

'I don't care what they say
I ain't about to pay nobody's way
Cause it's all about the dog in me'

She spun and pressed her backside against his now stiff length. The last words making his groin sppring to hard painful life. He wondered vaguely if people danced like this in the modern era, he supposed he'd find out soon enough.

Ayeka whipped her red hair around as she rocked against the stoic demon before her. Singing lightly for his ears to hear, his soft growls sweeping through her. Oh yes, he was affected, time to step it up a little she mused. She stepped away from his locking eyes with him. Slowly, she lifted the straps the dress up and slid them down her shoulders.

Sesshoumaru watched as the material puddled at her feet leaving his wife in a black corset. Her ample charms and soft white skin enhanced to his eyes. She lifted her hair and he noticed something he hadn't seen before. She wore a small collar and from it hung a small shining tag.

She wore silk stockings that reached her thighs, and undergarments that left nothing to the imagination. Sheer boy shorts. Sesshoumaru suddenly did, feel very adventurous... and very dominant. She winked at him, blew him a kiss over her shoulder as she spun away and danced just out of reach.

Sesshoumaru scented the air, she was becoming aroused dancing for him. That action pleased him greatly. He barely listened to the song anymore. The dog in her huh? Well that would be him, in just a short amount of time. He was going to make sure that she didn't have the strength to leave the bed come morning.

The song gave way to a slower song. A woman sang breathily out at him. Ayeka's body slowed and she stood before him. Runniing her hands over her body and swaying softly. His eyes narrowed in concentration as she stepped closer, turning her back to him, taking his clawed hand in hers and dragging it over her curves. Little vixen.

Sesshoumaru took this as a hint that he was now free to touch her. His hands slid down to her hips and drew her hard against him as he moved with her. His lips and fangs brushing over her cheek and the side of her neck. One hand slid over her covered stomach before sweeping downward to cup her boldly.

'You make me feel love, love, love, love
you make me feel love love love love'

He smirked at her a short time later as the song was ending. Oh, he'd make her feel love. His love, every hard inch of it. She'd teased him to a frenzy. To the casual observer he might look unaffected, he was not. Ayeka could feel his heart pounding hard and fast, much like hers. His breathe came faster too. Ayeka couldn't wait for him to touch her. And it was then that she wondered, just who had teased who?

She turned in his arms and pressed hot open mouth kisses along his collar bone and chest, nipped his chin. He growled in reponse. His hand came up to fist in her hair, drawing her head back to expose her throat. The pale column arched and his eyes, now slowly bleeding red fixed on the collar she wore.

There on that shining tag, inscribed clearly where three words that made him hard as a rock and hot as hellfires. 'Property of Sesshoumaru-sama'. He stared at it, a claw moving to trace his name. His eyes snapped back to hers and he blinked rapidly, clearing the red haze.

"You wear my name as well as my mark" he murmured. She nodded, even as he bent closer, his tongue sweeping from her collar to the lobe of her ear. His fangs catching the soft flesh lightly. She shivered in his arms. Her little hands moving to tangle in the silk of his sleeves.

"So you are my bitch" he growled against her throat. She made a small sound of agreement. Though she herself was a dominant personality, she had always loved his. The power within to make her submit, to make her want to. He was intoxicating.

His hands moved over her body, palming the soft swell of her breasts, cupping her bottom to mold her against him. Her thighs parted enough for her to cuddle the silk clad hardness against her. "What do you want from me tonight?" he asked. She smiled up at him. "I want to please you" she told him.

He groaned, she would be the death of him. At least he'd die happy. He stepped back and released her. She held back her smirk. Ball was in her court now. She stepped back to the chest behind her and gathered something in her hand. She held it up to him. He eyed it carefully, a bottle of oil?

He watched in utter fascination as she poured a small amount into her hand and then approached him. He shrugged out of his robe and let her trail moist fingertips over his abs before sliding her oil slicked hands around his shaft. He growled softly, letting his eyes close as caressed him with velvet soft hands.

Ayeka then stepped back and leaned forward to blow on him. The oil felt warmer and it...tingled? Well, that was a pleasant feeling. He sniffed, catching the light scent of mint and honey. She reached behind her again and lifted a long thin strip of material. He examined it. A blindfold.

She held it out to him and then turned to face away from him. His gaze moved beyond her to the chest. A variety of items lay there and he smirked. She knew his penchant for small tortures and was apparently willing to indulge him. That was unbelievably sexy.

He tied the strip in place and then he let himself be dominant over her. Completely. He stepped in front of her, his hands on her shoulders gently pressing her to kneel and she felt the warm head of his sex nudge her cheek, she turned toward it.

"Open your mouth Ayeka" he commanded roughly,pleased when she did so at once. She felt the head brush against her lips and her tongue swept out to taste and tease before enveloping him. He groaned as she lapped and sucked at him. Her small mouth doing wonderful things to his much larger body. His claws sifted through her hair gently, as he encouraged her relax herself.

He felt himself slip into the channel of her throat. He'd not be lasting long now. He knew that, she did too. When she began swallowing, he tightened his grip, his head falling back. Ayeka tried to grasp him, but his whispered command stopped her, "No hands".

She felt his head swell slightly a moment later and then his warmth was sliding down her throat in thick streams. He pulled himself from her mouth a moment later, panting. His golden eyes fell on the kneeling now sightless woman. Now, that his tension had been eased he could do so much more with her.

Ayeka licked her lips, swallowing the last of his saltiness. She waited with apprehension. What would he do? Suddenly he barked for her to stand and she did so. She felt his solid warmth move behind her before his lips grazed her ear. "I will take you in every way tonight" he warned her.

Ayeka nodded, panting slightly from her previous exertions and his words. Sesshoumaru traced his claws over the corset lacing and then drew them sharply downward, the silk ribbons tattering. He would get her new ones he decided, for he liked this garment that she wore. He pushed it to the floor. Cupping her breasts and moving her.

He walked her forward toward the chest and sat her on it. She felt his hands on her thighs, claws and callused palms sliding up over the heated flesh in a caress antagonizingly slow. She wanted to see him, but she had known with him that dominance was the key to his fantasies. She would give him everything tonight.

He was a creature bred to power and conquest. What better field to take than the field of his mate. With all that had passed between them, this was a needed thing. Her total trust and submission were the things that he desired above all. Simply because she'd never given truly given it to him. As she should have done in the beginning, as he had expected her to.

That she understood this, made his youkai flare in contentment and barely restrained hunger. Sesshoumaru, from his inner beast to his very collected self knew her intentions. So, tonight he would possess all of her and he would mate her fully. Ayeka knew that youkai were much larger than human men and she'd thought she'd experienced all of him. He'd mate her as a youkai.

Sesshoumaru kissed along her inner thighs, the sheer material glistening with her growing passion. The scent wrapped around him and moved through him. "Mmmm, you smell wonderful to me" he murmured, his mouth so close to her core that she felt his warm breath puff against her.

She whimpered softly at his words. Her hands moved to his shoulders and he allowed this, growled softly again when she slid her hands into his hair. His fingers splayed against her dampness, claws teasing delicate patterns over the sheer material.

Her legs twitched involuntarily at his touch and he smirked before he placed a long languous lick to the soft flesh above her apex. Her hands tightened slightly in his hair, her nails scraping lightly. He continued to tease her in this manner, his own brand of payback for her dancing.

He slid his claws up the side the material, feeling it snag and give way as it parted for him, leaving her bared to him in nothing but a blindfold, a collar, and stockings that whispered against his hands. He stood and moved to the chest opposite her, the one she had prepared.

His eyes moved over the items with care and interest. A feather, several silk scarves, a small tin of mints, the bottle of oil, and his eyes widened on a small whip. Tentatively he picked it up, he would never hurt his mate and she knew that which meant this was not an object of pain.

He glanced over at her as he brought it down on his palm. It smarted a bit, but it wasn't more than a slight sting, quickly forgotten. Hmmm, interesting. He recalled once when they'd been courting and she made him angry, he'd put her across his knee in the privacy of their rooms and spanked her.

He'd found that she didn't mind entirely. Not when after every slap, his hand had strayed between her legs to tease her pearl. He'd brought her to orgasm that way. An unintended but delightful result. She stiffened when she heard the slap of soft leather against skin. He grinned.

Tucking the whip and the feather into his palm he moved to stand behind her. "You've brought me a whip" he stated, "Do you intend to be beaten?". Her heart thundered making the predator in him writhe in glee. "No my lord" she whispered. Sesshoumaru eyed the whip and then dragged it lightly over her shoulders. "Shall I punish you when I am displeased?" he asked, catching onto this new game.

She swallowed hard, "If it pleases you". His eyes warmed though she couldn't see it. The kiss of the feather touched her bare back and she started at it. He chuckled as he drew lazy patterns over her skin, then used his claws to counter the soft whisper of a touch.

She moaned softly from the strange mixture of ghost touches and pressure. Sesshoumaru had lived a very long time and had seen and done nearly all there was to do. She trusted him to know when to stop the game. The feather teased over her face and chest, claws following afterwards.

He pulled her to her feet, "Lets play a game of questions" he told her. She waited to hear the rules, "I will ask the question and you will give the answer. If you tell the truth you will be rewarded and if you lie you will be punished". She nodded, bracing her hands against the chest.

His hand rubbed over her smooth bottom in agreement. "Do you love me?" he asked. Ayeka nodded. Sesshoumaru clucked his tongue, "Only verbal answers please" he told her. She flinched from the sting of the whip. "Do you love me?" he asked again. Ayeka took a breath, "Yes I love you" she told him, meaning it. He sniffed at her detecting no lie.

His hand slid downwards to stroke her core. She whimpered at his talented fingers. Sesshoumaru was pleased to see that she was still wet for him. "Hn, very good" he told her. Ayeka sighed with relief as his hand toyed with her. "Will you leave me?" he asked. She told him no smartly. Again she told the truth. Again she was rewarded with pleasurable touches.

He decided to tease her a bit, "Do you think Inuyasha is good looking?" he asked. Ayeka told him no. There was a faint scent of untruth there. Sesshoumaru knew perfectly well that his brother was not homely. Ayeka's answer was meant to please him. The whip came down across her bottom. "You aren't being honest Ayeka" he chided. She shivered, "Ok, ok, He is nice looking and I have thought that but you are better. At least to me" she rushed to explain.

Sesshoumaru grunted, appeased by her words. "Do you miss your human lovers?" he asked then. Ayeka stiffened slightly, her voice small, "Sometimes," she said bluntly, "They were my friends too". Sesshoumaru thought about that and decided he couldn't be angry, he had asked and she answered him with the truth.

"Do you want my pups?" he asked. Her answer was tinged with the sweetness of arousal. He growled softly at that. "Think you we'd make pretty pups?" he asked out of curiosity. Ayeka imagined little children with hanyou ears and golden eyes. "I think they might look like Inuyasha" she pointed out.

He'd thought that too. In his eyes however they would be perfect the result of his power and her love. Yes perfect. His brows furrowed as he asked the questions he'd been wanting to. "Do you want to be a general?" Ayeka was silent for a moment, "Sometimes" she whispered. His hand as always caressed her folds, the pearl hidden there with truth.

"Do you like your life?" he pressed. She said yes, but she really meant no. The whip snapped again. "Do you like your life?" he asked again. Ayeka felt tears well behind the blindfold. "Sometimes I like my life" she told him, her voice a tremelous whisper that made him want to forget his game of ownership and hold her close. "And?" he coaxed gently.

Ayeka bit her lip, "And sometimes I hate it. Other times I love it. I love what it has given me. I hate what I am and what I have done" she told him. He opened his mouth to speak but she pushed on, "Sometimes I hate the fact that I can hold a sword, that I am less of a woman for it". His clawed hand fell to her head and stroked her hair soothingly. When he deemed her calm enough he spoke again.

"In all my long years I have never met anyone like you" his own voice a soft almost forbidden whisper, "I never met anyone who fights like you, leads like you" his fingertips touched her face tenderly. His golden eyes roving over her raw emotion shining in them, now that she couldn't see it, his weakness, "Loves like you".

She sucked in a shaky breath, tears pricking at his sweet words. "There has never been anyone more woman than you my love" he assured her, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her trembling mouth. The whip vanished, the feather vanished and he spun her gently to sit back on the chest.

"There is no one I desire more" he growled, "No one that I have wanted to have as my own or give myself to". He knelt before her, suddenly wanting to take his possession of her. Ayeka cried out when she felt his mouth move against her, long tongue slipping through the folds. She arched against him, cradling his head against her.

Sesshoumaru grasped her hips drawing her upwards to his mouth as he gently pushed her to lean back. She did and he ravaged her core. His fangs pressed against her pearl, making her arch and curl around his head. Her cries and whimpers became throaty cries and broken incantations of his name.

Her whole body was wracked with her building pleasure. Sesshouamru was heartless in his pursuit of it. He thrust two long fingers inside of her, pressing against that hidden ridge deep within her. Her head snapped back her eyes went wide as she stared up at the ceiling watching stars rain down on her.

She screamed his name as her body shook with the glory of his passions. Her tiny claws imbedded in his scalp, her flesh quivering around his tongue as he drank up her release. Her screams had faded to low keening sounds, her flesh too sensitive, her tremors deep and bone shuddering.

Slowly, he untangled himself from her, his inner inu wanting her very much at that moment. He pulled her up on her feet and lifted her into his arms. Tugging the blindfold away. She blinked against the light and looked up at him. She noticed that his stripes were slightly more jagged. His inu was in charge now.

He placed her on the bed, and looked down at her like a king surveying his country. He growled low in his throat, his upper lip curled slightly to show his fangs. Ayeka's eyes went wide. Her every instinct yelled one word over and over. Submit.

She crouched low before him, lifting her head to press her face under his chin. She licked lightly at him. Telling him without words that she was his. His inu purred softly in response, crashing his lips to hers. "On your knees bitch" he told her as he pulled away from her embrace.

She turned from him, positioning herself on her hands and knees. Lifting herself to him. His hand slid up her back to the back her skull and he leaned over her. Chest pressing against her back. "Relax of me" he rasped to her and then he gently shoved her head to the coverlet. Her cheek rested against the smooth silk.

Slowly he pressed against her opening. Her body, wet with desire for him admitted him gradually. He seemed larger to her this time. Pushing deeper into her body than he'd previously been. Sesshoumaru paced himself and monitored her carefully for signs of pain.

Taking her as a youkai meant going deeper. To the place where his pups would be planted. To touch that place. She moaned at the slow move of his body against hers. When she was certain he could go no further in her body, he surprised her. She felt him nugde against her cervix and whimpered, shifting slightly to ease the discomfort.

Sesshoumaru knew what she was doing and he growled in warning. She held still once more and he continued. Lapping at her neck to comfort and soothe, his fingers straying to pinch at her pearl. When her body relaxed, he pushed deeper.

Ayeka felt a small flood of pain that she could not place. She shivered below him, her body taking on a light sheen of sweat. Her breathing was ragged. What the hell was he doing to her? He shifted his hips the pain was gone. She just felt, incredibly full.

Sesshoumaru felt her tremble against him and purred softly to her, kissing her shoulders. "Ayeka, are you alright?" he asked. She took a shaky breath, "What did you do?" she asked, "It hurt". He eased slowly out of her and then back in, the pain less this time.

"I have penetrated as deep as I can go," he answered. She nodded as he pulled from her again and rolled his hips forward again. There was no pain this time, only a deep burning ache, that made her want more. Sesshoumaru knew when the pain subsided, her breath began to even out but he robbed her of it quickly enough. He set a slow, smooth rhythm sweeping her along on a rising wave of passion.

There was no part of her channel that he did not touch, his invasion of her sex complete. He knew that deeper penetrations like this could be difficult for humans, he was glad he'd been successful. His youkai snarled and snapped in it's bindings, wanting to be free to take her, to rut her.

Sesshoumaru slowly released his control of the inner self and Ayeka moaned loudly when the pace quickened. His thrusts hard and forceful. She clutched at the bed, lifting her head, but he shoved her back down with a loud snarl.

His hands were now braced on either side of her head as he rocked against her. Ayeka felt the tension build to a cresendo, she buried her face against the covers as his face pressed against her neck. He licked at his mating mark, growling and panting as he did so.

Ayeka felt the deep shuddering of her orgasm, more intense than previous ones. She whimpered and cried out with each sharp thrust. Sesshoumaru felt his own release moving closer and reached to grind the heel of his palm against her nub with each thrust.

Moments later Ayeka sobbed her release into the blankets, her body shaking violently, her juices washing over him like a hot wave of slick silk. He roared as she clamped down on him, his own seed bursting forth. Ayeka felt the sting of the sharp fangs bury themselves over her mark, renewing the bond of body and soul. Sesshoumaru held on to her as he slowly rocked his hips against hers. Her body milking the remaining seed from his body.

Sesshoumaru came back to himself long minutes later. The red faded from his eyes and he tasted her blood in his mouth. He slowly released her, lapping the wounds carefully, sealing them. Ayeka trembled beneath him, her breathing choppy, the scent of tears reaching his nose.

He was still holding himself over her, at least his inu had not crushed her. She was curled in a small ball beneath him. He was still buried deeply within her. He stretched himself over her, allowing his warmth so seep into her. He growled faintly, a soft soothing sound for her.

He gently brushed the hair away from her face, feeling wetness on his fingertips. Concern filled him, had he harmed her? Been too rough? "Ayeka?" he whispered against her ear. She opened her eyes to his face beside hers. Oh yes, he was so much longer than she was. She met concerned golden eyes with wide green ones.

"Are you hurt?" he asked. Ayeka didn't know if she could speak, her whole body seemed useless at the moment. She could still feel him, connected deeply to her. She slowly shook her head. He looked relieved. He could smell the slight tang of her blood, proof he'd gone deep.

He slowly pulled himself from her, watching as their combined fluids seeped from her body. He looked down at himself, a slight stain of blood, not much. Perfectly normal for such deep penetration, at least the first time. She hadn't moved and he looked back at her.

He slowly pulled her into his lap and stroked her hair. "You wept" he stated. She nodded, "It hurt...at first" she admitted, suddenly feeling shy as a virgin who knew nothing of her own body. He kissed her temple, running claws through damp hair, "And after?" he asked.

Ayeka didn't know how to explain the way she'd felt. It had hurt yes, but then it was like, well it was like being whole. Instead, she shifted in his arms and kissed him with all she had in her, trying to convey her feelings. Sesshoumaru more than understood.

"Humans rarely go so deep" he told her, "Youkai, well we like to ensure that pups are planted firmly". Her eyes went wide and her hand flew to her stomach. He read the concern in her eyes, "No, there is no pup...yet. You are not fertile at the moment Ayeka" he explained, "But when I do want pups I will do the same and therefore I would prepare your body for it now". She nodded.

She stood and left his arms, she winced and looked at him. "It will feel better tomorrow" he assured her. She nodded. He pulled her back down on to the linens and pinned her beneath his lower half. She looked up into his eyes and he nuzzled against her ear.

He allowed her to rest for a while, gently rubbing her lower stomach to ease the small remaining ache of his intrusion. It was a short time later when she felt his hardness poke her in the back and she turned to look at him. "You are insatiable" she told him, with a small smile.

Sesshoumaru licked her cheek, "I did warn you that I would have all of you tonight" he reminded her. She looked up at him, worry marring her brow. He almost chuckled at her expression, "What is it?" he asked. She blushed, "Well, uh, when you said all of me, you didn't mean well..." her voice drifted away and she cast a meaningful glance over her shoulder.

Sesshoumaru wondered what she was so why about. "I didn't mean what?" he asked. She gritted her teeth. "You didn't mean... back there... did you?" her voice was a tiny whisper. He arched a brow at her. He most certainly had. He was going to conquer all of her tonight.

"Didn't you do this with your human lovers?" he asked. She glared at him in shock, "Hell no!" she all but shouted. He looked surprised. "I was under the impression that humans also engage in this" he told her. She nodded, "Well yeah, some not me!" Her heart was hammering madly now.

Sesshoumaru couldn't believe it. She had a virginity left to give him? "Are you afraid Ayeka?" he asked. She looked at him as she sat upright, "Yeah as a matter of fact I am" she snapped. He was calm and patient. "Why?" he asked. She thought he'd lost him mind, "Well because it hurts... hello" she replied.

He seemed to consider this. "No more than what I just did" he assured her. She crossed her arms, " And you would know this how?" she demanded. He shrugged, "I have taken many this way it was not unpleasant for them". She blushed hotly, "Well, that is sooo not for me" she told him, with a curt nod to let him know she meant business.

He smirked, "Ayeka come here" he told her. She shook her head no. He reached over and grabbed her, pulling her into his arms again. "I would never hurt you" he told her. She grunted, "You did a few minutes ago" she reminded him. He glared at her, "That is not what I meant, I would do nothing that would harm you".

She knew that was true. He stroked her hip as he spoke, "I will have all of you tonight Ayeka, I will exert my authority over every part of you. That is my right" he told her slowly. She flinched, but he cupped her chin, "And I will make you like it". She shivered and he kissed her nose.

He rolled her over onto her stomach. she was stiff and trembling. He shrugged and picked up the oil bottle. He'd rub her down, it didn't matter, they'd be washing after this anyway. He drizzled some across her back, hard hands rubbing soothing circles over tense muscles.

It took little effort to relax her again. His hands slipping over the globes of her cheeks working a little deeper with each sweep. He nipped the flesh at the small of her back and she hissed, the feeling quite nice. She felt his hand move closer to that hidden spot, but it felt too good to argue.

He brushed over the pucker a few times, and she became accustomed to it and relaxed again. When his thumb slid over it, she was surprised by the small moan that slipped from her lips. He smirked at that, he rubbed circles over the little star.

Ayeka was barely aware that he was relaxing her for entry. Suddenly his thumb pressed inside. She arched up. Sesshoumaru pushed her back down. He removed his thumb and inserted a long thick finger into her, she shivered around him. Her fingers clutching into the bedding.

He let his other hand slip beneath her, to tease her nub. She whimpered as the coil of passion grew tight again. Sesshoumaru was slow and patient, preparing and stretching her carefully. Ayeka hadn't thought it would feel nice, but it did.

When he was certain she was capable of taking him, he grabbed the oil and coated himself thickly with it. His hand returned to her pearl even as she felt his head nudge against her. He pulled her hips up to rest over his thighs.

He pressed against her again and she stiffened, "No Ayeka, you must relax or it will hurt more than it has to" he told her. She nodded, trying to make herself be calm. He rubbed her lower back soothingly as he pressed forward again. She felt the first pinch of pain.

Her whimper was rewarded with more soothing rumbles and strokes on her lower back. Ayeka closed her eyes as he slowly pushed inside. Sesshoumaru passed the first tight ring of muscles. She was sweating again, panting for breath, trying to be quiet.

He paused and let her adjust to him. His other thumb teased over her pearl and she gave a small strangled sound. Ayeka had to admit that it didn't hurt as bad as she'd thought, when she made herself relax and ride out the pain of his entry she found that it was quite different.

Sesshoumaru was about half way in, when her body decided to take matters into it's own hands. Her muscles suddenly clamped on him and drew him into her fully. She sucked in her breath at that, that had not hurt at all. It felt... good.

Sesshoumaru stroked her back as he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. "How's that?" he asked. She nodded. Her body loosened it's tight hold a moment later and he was free to move. He thrusted against her, teasing her nub as he did so. She was moaning and panting for him bare minutes later.

Sesshoumaru let her gather her knees beneath her, taking her back to the instinctive inu position. She was so incredibly tight. He told her so, making her orifice clamp on him again. He growled with pleasure even as she whimpered. He would not last long in her this way, but then males rarely did.

He thrust into her again and again, the bed creaking in protest and she chanted his name over and over. He slammed her onto him hard as she climaxed, his fingers pinching her pearl as she cried out to him. He spilled his seed into a moment later.

Before Ayeka could prepare he flipped her over, remaining deep inside of her. The new feeling rocketing through her with another smaller orgasm. Sesshoumaru was grinning down at her when she finally opened her eyes, her breath ragged and rough.

She looked at his smug countenance and groaned. "Well?" he asked. She put her hands up, "I liked it ok, It didn't hurt as much as I thought" she admitted. He nodded, "Next time you will not fight me so" he told her. She shook her head. He leaned down and kissed her nose, "Thank you wife" he told her. She arched a brow and he thumped inside of her, "For the gift of your final virginity". Her mouth opened in a silent 'O'.

He scooped her up, and carried her to the bathing chamber. "Now we get clean" he announced and only then did he slip from her. An hour later found them back in bed and Sesshoumaru riding his wife yet again, he'd taken her in the bath and then half way between.

He'd had the foresight to get a bowl of scented water and rags to clean up after this time. When they finally found release for the last time that night, it was very late. They'd cleaned up and curled together under the bed. She still wore her collar and he liked that. He tapped his claws against the little tag and smiled.
"You are staying in bed tomorrow" he told her. She yawned as he curled against her back, "No argument there" she agreed. He nuzzled into her hair and smiled. Ah, an obedient wench was good. He kissed her shoulder and rumbled for her to sleep. So she did. Sesshoumaru let his eyes slide closed, he now owned all of her. Life was good.