At What Price

SUMMARY: “It is a common tradition for the Bride and Groom to bath each other before the mating begins.” His voice was rougher and a little more huskier than he had wished it to be.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: OKAY ALL!!!! THIS IS THE MOMENT OF TRUTH…. *SOUND THE DRUMS* THIS IS A LIMIE-LEMON CHAPTER. ALL OF IT! OKAY, WELL NOT OF IT. THE FIRST FEW SENTENCES AREN’T, SO YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

CHAPTER 49: TRADITION
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He fingered the single lock of hair between his forefinger and thumb, twirling it in his hand. Naraku was sure Sesshoumaru knew it was him by now. It, however; was now time to put is plan into action. Kagome would be his, Inuyasha would die by his lover’s hand, and Sesshoumaru would meet a tragic accident much like his father. All in all, Naraku was a very happy man. Nothing was going to derail his plan. Nothing.
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Later in the evening….

Sesshoumaru heard Kagome swimming laps in the bathtub, and from the sound of the water slapping against the side of the pool, it sounds like Kagome was letting off some off her frustration about the situation. He slipped in the bathroom silently and watched her form gliding under the surface of the water. Long onyx hair concealed her body from his view.

Sesshoumaru shed his black silk pajama bottoms next to the shirt that match it. He stepped into the warm water with an unrevealing stillness.

Kagome surfaced from the depths of the water and kept swimming until she reached the far side of the pool and then grasped out for the side. She didn’t notice Sesshoumaru in the bathtub with her at all. Kagome’s arms folded over on the side and brought her head down to rest on her arms losing herself deep in thought.

Sesshoumaru crept up behind her and didn’t touch, but just watched for a few moments before he spoke. “It is a common tradition for the Bride and Groom to bath each other before the mating begins.” His voice was rough, and a little more huskier than he had wished it to be.

Kagome thought that her heart stopped when he spoke. She knew he saw her flinch as his voice. ‘Oi! I didn’t hear him,’ she thought, but warning bells sounded at her as she turned around. Kagome paid no heed to the warning. She curled slightly around to look at Sesshoumaru. Kagome’s breath hitched, his golden eyes were searching hers for any sign of uncertainties. There was none.

Kagome was giving herself a peep talk while she was swimming in the water. ‘It’s inevitable. It was part of your agreement, and it’s not like you weren’t thinking of having sex with him…’ She pushed off the side and swam to him, locking eyes while she did so. “Who am I to stand in the way of tradition?” Kagome answered him while unconsciously licking her lips, but a little hesitation was noted in her voice.

Sesshoumaru pulled her to him, their bodies touching intimately to one another. He than swam to the opposite side of the bathing pool, where an assorted variety of shampoos, conditioner, soaps, oils were spread out waiting to be used. But, Kagome could only focus in on, naked flesh pressing up against naked flesh, and the feeling shooting through her. Finally, she felt the bottom of the titled floor of the bathing pool rub her toes, and she was able to stand on her own, with out treading water.

Sesshoumaru released her and walked to the side of the bathing pool and reached for a bottle. “Allow me to wash you.” He asked, in a sensual tone belying all meaning.

Kagome snapped out of her revelry at the loss of contact with Sesshoumaru, but was frozen on the spot when she had been graced with a health view of the Lord of the Westerns Lands backside. 'Oh, Kami!'

The beautiful Inu Taiyoukai was nothing, but all hard lean muscle. ‘Hard as steel, yet so much more…’ A fine blush rushed through her cheeks causing Kagome to look down.

Sesshoumaru waded back to his 'bride,' and turned her around so that her back was against his chest. He poured the shampoo out the bottle and gentle massaged it into Kagome’s hair. His fingers worked like magic, as Sesshoumaru lathered the shampoo against her scalp, suds ran down Kagome’s bare chest from her soapy locks. The scent of the shampoo was exotic, like an aphrodisiac. Kagome’s blood began to simmer… back to an ancient primal sexual need. She leaned farther back against Sesshoumaru; his arousal was evident as it pressed against her bottom. Fingers rubbed small sensual circular movements to the base of her head, and then to the nape of her neck. “Feels so good.” Kagome whimpered, her eyes closed in unseen passion.

Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth as Kagome’s tantalizing body was pressing more firmly against his hardening arousal. He cupped some water in his hands and rinsed her hair out. That small action took a lot of will power and concentration.

Kagome turned to face him, only to find that Sesshoumaru watched her with a heated gaze that mirrored her own. The water level reached both their waste offering very little coverage. Sesshoumaru watched as water droplets glistened off Kagome’s small body. She was perfect. Flawless skin radiated from her entire being. Round firm breasts, that went well with her small frame, as well as Kagome’s small tapered waist and narrow hips. The scent of her desire was partially hidden in the water, but when she moved … Oh, when she moved!!! It would assault his senses.

Kagome moved like a swan in the water, or at least tried to. She went to the edge of the pool to retrieve a bar of soap along with a washcloth. “I, uh… will, um… wash …. hn,…” Kagome faltered. ‘Why can’t I be cool, calm, and collected for just once?’ She berated herself.

“Do you wish to wash me, Kagome?” Sesshoumaru’s voice was laced with burning desire when he asked her.

Kagome nodded. “Only if you want me to.” She finally managed to strangle out.

“Come and wash with your husband, bride.” It was like a gentle command, requesting her to do his bidding.

Kagome was just a few inches away from him when she decided to start with his back. She wasn’t too sure she be able to make it through the rest of the bathing tradition if she started in the front. Sesshomaru’s hair was shielding his back from her. “Sesshomaru could you move your hair, please.” Her breath was warm against the shell of his ear.

He complied and used one hand to lift his silver locks of hair over his shoulder. Sesshoumaru waited for Kagome’s administrations on his back. He wasn’t sure how long he would be able to hold out with her touching him. Kagome’s innocent fingers were playing torturous sensation that ate away on his reserve. Sesshoumaru could feel her exploring his back and tracing very rigid muscle that he had with her soapy finger tips.

Kagome swore she heard him groan, or was it purr? It made her a little confident knowing she had some effect on him. Kagome took the washcloth and begin wiping of the soap suds, and when he was cleaned she decided to work on his chest. Her hand shook as she reached for his hair to move it back in place. It was soft and smooth as silk against her fingers. As it swished over Sesshoumaru shoulder, it was like a curtain covering his toned back. “Beautiful.” Kagome murmured in a husky tone.

Sesshomaru smiled. ‘It would seem my bride is having difficulties too.’ He stood still, as he relished the touch of Kagome’s hand over his body.

Kagome wrapped her small arms around Sesshomaru’s waist from behind. Her breasts rubbed up against him. It shot an unknown warmth from the center of her being and spread out to her limbs. She dropped the soap and washcloth in reaction to this feeling inside her. Kagome just held on to Sesshoumaru for dear life. The feelings she had started to have overwhelmed her. Kagome’s head rested at the crook of his shoulder. Her lips kissed the base of his neck like a soft whisper of wind while hands wandered over the plane of muscles, that seemed to tense under her soft touch. Kagome was copying every small detail of Sesshoumaru into memory, as if she craved to map out every curved and ripple he had on him.

He thought he was going to lose it then and there in the water. ‘This Sesshomaru had never been so effect by a woman and I’m not even in heat.’ Kagome’s hands were scaling a trail over his abs and lower. Sesshomaru wasn’t going to let her make him undergo this sweet pain unscathed she too would feel this wonderful agony, as well.

Sesshomaru turned to face Kagome quickly, and pulled her tight to him. Her nipples harden when she felt him crush her small soft body against him. His hand moved to the curve of her bottom and pulled her into to him. Sesshomaru’s erection teased the folds of Kagome’s womanhood. He slowly and lingeringly placed kisses on the bridge of Kagome’s nose.

Kagome moaned at the sensation. Her body arched up against him in a vain attempt to meld with him. ‘Maybe sex with Sesshomaru isn’t going to be too bad.’ She felt him title his head to the side and whispered into her ear.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom.” Then nipped her ear softly. Sesshomaru chuckled deep within his chest at the gasp Kagome rewarded him with.

“I do believe that you, Sesshoumura, are a biter. Didn’t anyone teach you better?” She sighed against his mouth. Kagome’s eyes darkened to a shade of blue, that he never seen before as there lips drew together like magnets. It was a carnal kiss.

Sesshomaru lifted her out of the water and carried her into the bedroom.
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COULD YOU JUST KILL ME RIGHT NOW? YES, I’M FEELING A LITTLE DARING TO TEASE YOU ALL WITH ENDING IT THE WAY I DID!!! HAHAHAHAHA!! YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME! *author runs for cover* HEY AND I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANY WHINING EITHER!!!! LOL!!! *author ducks for the angry swarm of faithful readers*