Wicked Ways

Rin stirred in her sleep, whining slightly, as fingers pulled a nearby pillow to her cuddle her torso about it as her eyelids clenched some, feeling a shock of pain rip up her spine. Her black hair fan out across the pillow, glittering iridescent in the soft lights of the room as she slept. A few strands paled, lightening as the youkai blood coarsed her veins, molding her body into demon form. The girl whimpered slightly, shaking a bit about the pillow before she fell back into a dream once more, her mind urging her body to avert focus from her pain.

Sesshomaru sat across the room, jotting mindlessly into a journal before he stopped watching Rin shudder a moment before he turned his gaze back to the song he was penning at the moment. ‘I have created a hanyou. By choice. I have created something I have hated from something I have loved, and yet I feel no anger towards this creature before me. She dismissed me in the beginning and I had swore to have her as my own, but never like this.’ He smirked, closing the book a moment before he stood.

Feet carried him forward, placing the book upon the table at the edge of the bed. The demon moved, coming to slip across the bed as he laid before Rin, his fingers moving to push a few rebelling strands of black from her cheek. His digits curling through the silken strands before they pulled to the ends, noticing the sheath of silver hair under the black.

Sesshomaru felt himself smile genuinely, his fingers moving to comb through her hair once more, looking it over. The top layer Rin’s pitch ebony black, the base layer filtering through the raven strand’s was his own silver. His head dropped slightly, kissing the top of her head softly as his hand ran down her side, rubbing it soothingly as the girl began to whimper once more.

The youkai smirked, remembering an old trick he had picked up along his travels amongst the years. His hand pulled from her side, moving to lay her upon her back. His body lifted coming to half lay upon her own as he nuzzled his nose to her paling cheek, purring a moment before he brought his wrist to his mouth breaking the skin open. His other hand moved, coming to lift her head slightly as he pressed his bloodied wrist to her mouth, knowing the healing powers in his own blood would settle the pain for a little while.

Rin’s lips parted, her heightening senses realizing the smell and taste before her, her tongue darted forward licking at the wound before her teeth dug into his skin. Sesshomaru winced a moment, his hand moving from behind her head, allowing it to lay back as she drank, his fingers lazily petting the top of her head as he leaned his mouth to her shoulder, kissing it lightly.

The girl growled softly in her slumber, her mouth milking at his blood before it pulled away, turning to the side. The demon next to her smirked and shook his hand slightly from the numbing of her feeding, sitting up slightly as he licked at his own wrist to stop the bleeding.

Her eyes flickered slightly, opening slowly as she looked to Sesshomaru, whimpering some as she reached a hand for his own, smiling softly. Her gaze had faded, lightened to a medium brown with growing specks of gold. Her eyelids fell shut once more, her body shifting under his to move closer, her head coming to bury against his chest, purring softly as her hand pulled his arm across her waist.

The demon smiled once more, his head leaning down as he kissed the top of her head, his free hand smoothing back the hair upon her head before he laid his head back, sighing contentedly.

The moment was shattered. The screeching ring of Sesshomaru’s cell phone echoed through the hotel suite. He frowned slightly, figuring to ignore it but soon changed his mind and pulled from the girl, leaving her in her intoxicated dreams. Fingers moved to adjust the black fleece pants about his form as he walked towards the phone to retrieve it.

“Hello?” He spoke lowly, stepping from the bedroom as he slid the gold plated doors shut behind him.

“Sesshomaru…glad to see your alive. We’re leaving tomorrow morning. 7 AM for Orlando. We have a gig at the Hard Rock Café for the new album coming out. Be in the lobby by six thirty.”

Jaken hung up quickly, knowing Sesshomaru would probably rant about leaving so sudden. He frowned looking down to the phone, before gazing over his shoulder to the doors of the bedroom, his brows knitting in thought as he sighed heavily. “This is not going to be a good flight.”