Lord Sesshomaru's Shocking Case of Obsession

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As she was walking past the shrine, Kaede came out. “Kagome! Ye have come back early. Inuyasha will be overjoyed.”

Kagome rolled her eyes and smiled in mock frustration. “I’m sure he’s been beside himself with worry.” Both women laughed and continued to the old woman’s hut.

In the main square Kagome suddenly got an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. Kaede too, felt the stirring and stopped in her tracks. Kagome smiled and looked around for the source. High above she spotted him. His blue ball of light honing in on her location. Sesshomaru landed just meters in front of Kagome.

After Sesshomaru’s big entrance, Kaede had spent much of the next hour trying to calm the rest of the villager’s who had gone into a panic at the sight of the demon lord. All knew who he was, but none had ever laid eyes on him. The rumor was that no human had ever laid eyes on the dog general’s eldest son and lived to tell the tale. Of course, convincing them that this was only a rumor proved to be quite the task.

None of the frightened people seemed to take into account that as the demons feet touched the ground their young heroine, Kagome, had flung herself into his arms to be lifted and twirled around by said demon, just like a couple of love sick teens. To make matters worse Inuyasha, the resident hero, had grunted his distaste of the spectacle and then made himself scarce. It took some keen talking on the old miko’s part to calm the people, and convince them that the demon meant them no harm.

Kagome was so happy to see Sesshomaru that she found herself absolutely giddy. He walked her to the hut, so that she could deposit her pack. Sesshomaru was greeted politely by Sango and Shippo who sat just outside the door. Sango told Kagome that Miroku went for a walk with Kirara.

“Come, miko, let us do the same.” Sesshomaru said with just a hint of a smile. He hated villages, and this one was no exception. Humans acted as if her were the dreaded plague, and he liked it that way. Their places of congregation had so many overwhelming smells that it sent his sensitive nose into overload. The smells of food cooking, clothing being scrubbed, mingled with the smoke of fires was enough to make his eyes water. A little of these things were of no consequence, but an entire village full of these smells was enough to give him a headache.

Kagome knew he was uncomfortable around so many humans, so she smiled and took his hand. When she stepped out of the hut, she squealed in surprise as he quickly grabbed her in his arms and took to the air.

“Hey! You said we were going for a walk!” Kagome cried as she held tightly onto his kimono.

“I do not lie, Kagome. I have the perfect place.” The demon Lord replied, slightly amused that he had taken her by surprise.

Kagome enjoyed the day with her youkai prince. He took her to a nearby field of wildflowers on the edge of a crystal clear stream. They talked a little and lay in the field, staring up at the sky. Kagome couldn’t remember a happier time in her entire life.

Later that evening Sesshomaru escorted her back to the village. Kagome had thoroughly enjoyed her day, and decided it was time to get cleaned up. They headed for the hut where she could gather her things for a bath. Miroku met them, and greeted the demon politely, as always. “Ah, Konnichiwa Lord Sesshomaru. I see you have come to assist Kagome with her bath.” The monk laughed mischievously.

Sesshomaru was not used to joking around, but his short time spent with these human’s had taught him a little of their humor. “Indeed Houshi, if I’m lucky.” He received a glare from his little miko that would possibly rival his own, but the monk found it to be quite amusing and laughed as he made his way out of the hut.

After Kagome gathered her things they strolled behind the village to the hot springs nestled in the hillside. It was getting close to dark, and she was glad that it gave Sesshomaru an excuse to be closer to her on the little trail. When they arrived, however, they were not alone. A few of the village teenagers had just finished their swim. When they caught sight of Sesshomaru they were visible crushed by fear. Before Kagome could utter a word to ease their mind, the trio fled back to the safety of their homes.

“I guess you get that a lot?” She asked with a slight laugh.

“Yes. It is so. You, my little miko, are the only young one to have faced me bravely.” He pulled her into his arms and looked into her eyes. “That is why I have never been able to push you far from my mind.” He watched as she melted under his heated gaze.

Already her legs grew weak from being so near to him. Sesshomaru lowered his gaze to focus on her full velvety lips, just begging for a kiss. He lowered his head to taste them just a little, but soon found their softness to be more than he could bare. He delved into her mouth with his tongue, enjoying the feel of her own as it slid up to meet his. They fought a battle that both would win in the moist cavern of her mouth. His hand slid up to cradle her head, as he tangled her soft hair through his clawed fingers. When she moaned her pleasure he soaked it up into his own cavern, as he pressed his hungry pelvis against her hip. Her soft sweet body called to him to claim her as his own.

Kagome pulled back, and Sesshomaru growled his displeasure. Then she smiled innocently and said, “Sesshomaru, I need to get a bath.”

Sesshomaru reluctantly stepped back and allowed her to continue her bathing ritual. He had to admit, she was the cleanest human he had ever had the pleasure of meeting. When she had placed her various soaps and cloths beside the waters edge, she turned to him and shooed him from her sight, in order to undress. He could play this game. He turned away giving her the privacy her human modesty required. He heard her taking slow careful steps into the steaming pool. He waited patiently for her to say something. When she called out for him to turn, he smirked. Now let us play some more. “Turn your head miko, as I too am in need of bathing.”

“Uh... you do?” Kagome asked nervously.

“Yes. Do you deny me?” Sesshomaru asked with just a hint of amusement.

Kagome was a little uncomfortable, knowing he would be so close to her without his clothing on. So far their relationship had simply consisted of heavy kissing and endearing words. She couldn’t tell him no... could she? Nope, she couldn’t. She promptly turned away and soon heard the clatter of metal hitting the ground. She could hardly even hear anything else above the bubbling water.

Sesshomaru stripped his clothing with demonic speed, so eager was he to play out this new adventure with his little miko. As he walked into the heated water, he noticed that she couldn’t hear him above the sounds of the rumbling springs, so he took full advantage of the situation. He swam up behind her and only stopped just shy of touching her naked body. She swiftly spun around to meet his gaze.

Kagome felt him before she heard him. His awesome presence could not be denied. She spun around to see an enchanting sight. A beautiful man, with flashing golden eyes. Water droplets running down his bare chest bulging with hard muscles. Snow white hair danced in the water around him, the strands making their way to lazily brush against her soft skin sending the most exquisite sensations through her body. The moon, just rising into the sky, painted it’s light across the water’s surface, making the little drops of water on his skin seem alive.

Sesshomaru enjoyed her reaction to his appearance. She seemed in awe. He loved to render her speechless. His memory served him well, so he swam to the waters edge and retrieved the soft object that she used to bathe. He lathered it with her lavender soap, and motioned for her to come to him. He found a nice boulder submerged perfectly at the edge, where he placed himself. He pushed back to make room for her. He could tell she was a little shy to his invitation, but slowly she made her way to him.

“Come Kagome, let me wash your back. You can turn away, and I give you my word that I will not look upon your breasts.” Sesshomaru used his skill to hide the emotion he was feeling. He didn’t want to give himself away... yet.

“Promise you want peek?” Kagome said innocently.

“Do you doubt this Sesshomaru?” he asked, as if he were a little offended. Oh this was working out nicely. Kagome swam up, turned and boosted herself up onto the boulder where Sesshomaru sat. Once she was seated comfortably he scooted a little closer to her. His long hair twisted this way and that in the water, brushing seductively against her hips and thighs. For a moment he watched in fascination, longing to be a strand of his very own hair, that he could caress her tender flesh as such.

“Sesshomaru?” Kagome asked softly as she pulled her own raven hair over her shoulder exposing her delicate back to him.

Lord Sesshomaru could barely contain his eagerness to press his flesh to hers. It required much restraint to stay his arm, which itched to pull her roughly against his chest. He knew that would scare her away. Her innocence required a gentler approach. Slowly, Sesshomaru began to move his hand across her back. Very, very slowly. He traced every inch of the surface up to her neck, where he continued his ministrations with the thing she called a sponge. Kagome moaned a little in her pleasure, and Sesshomaru could feel his member harden.

When he finished he put the sponge down and picked up the bottle of liquid. He poured a little into his palm and began to work it into her hair. As he worked the lather into her thick strands her head pressed further back. Enjoying this immensely, he used his claws to gently massage her scalp. Further and further back her head went, until her face turned up to the sky. From behind her, Sesshomaru could see her eyes closed shut, as she enjoyed this new experience. Her long ebony locks, full of glistening white bubbles, brushed lightly against his pale skin, sending the most amazing feeling through his body. He shuddered as he glance down to see her full round breasts pressed outward as if begging for his touch.

Reluctantly he released his magical hold on Kagome, as she slid into the water to rinse the lather from her hair. He sat on his perch and watched as she took the sponge and bathed the remainder of her soft flesh. She gracefully slid the object over her arms then lower, never once moving above the waters surface. He was beginning to think his plan was failing until she called to him to join her.

Sesshomaru launched himself back into the deep pool of water to where Kagome waited. She smiled sweetly and said, “Now it’s my turn to bathe you.” She swam back to the boulder and much to his astonishment, hauled herself onto the very boulder he had just left. The motion brought her upper body completely free from the pool. Her breasts glistened in the moonlight. The caramel nipples hardened right in front of him as the crisp night air touched her skin. His arousal grew.

Shyly Kagome waited for him to join her. She knew he was absorbing the sight of her naked breasts, and this aroused her more than she had ever imagined it would. Timidly she peeked up through her long bangs to see his face. She was not disappointed to see that he was stunned at her bold move. It didn’t take long, however, for him to swim up and hoist himself into the spot between her wide spread legs. His long wet hair fell around his shoulders like a thick cloak. Sesshomaru reached up to help her pull it over his shoulder.

Kagome lathered her sponge and began circling his back, tracing the taut muscles, which bulged against the pressure of her hand. Unable to resist, she moved her other hand to trace a path through the lather, enjoying the feel of his skin under her fingers. She took her time, as she moved to lather the length of his arm up to his neck. Slowly she ran her fingers over the smooth flesh there. She felt him shudder under her touch, which made her smile.

Kagome sat the sponge down and picked up the shampoo. She looked at the bottle, then back to his hair. ‘Hmm this is gonna take every drop,’ she thought as she happily poured it onto the ivory mass. Kagome worked the shampoo into his thick hair firmly with the tips of her fingers. She used her tiny nails to graze across his scalp. As he groaned his pleasure his head moved back until his hair was caressing her breasts. Kagome smiled at this silky contact, and moved just a little closer to him. She could feel the flesh of his hips touching the inside of her thighs, and she felt an ache deep in her abdomen.

Suddenly, without warning, Sesshomaru pushed himself from the ledge and sank under the waters surface. Kagome waited for him to rise, but he didn’t. She edged closer to peer into the depths. She let out a squeak as he rushed up through the surface, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her back in with him.

Sesshomaru had all that his demonic patience could bare. When her firm breasts brushed against his back, pressing her hardened nipples against his skin, he thought he would scream in agony from the pleasure. Now he had her locked against him and he simply refused to be denied any longer. He would make her his tonight, and he would make her want it.

Kagome found herself in the steel grip of her demon lover, and she decided that it was about damn time. His rock hard body pressed against her length, and she could feel his swollen member against her stomach. She lay her cheek against his chest, loving the feel of his powerful muscles against her soft face. His hair seemed to have a mind of it’s own as it touched and teased her bare body.

Sesshomaru moved back to the boulder and placed her carefully on its edge. Then he went to work. He cupped the right fleshy mound, lightly teasing and twisting the hard little nipple, as he devoured the left. He sucked and teased at the caramel tip until his Kagome moaned in pleasure. She threw her head back pressing her breasts further into his face, where he lapped up his healthy buffet.

Sesshomaru moved up to take her lips with his own. He circled her neck holding her back to meet his hungry mouth. She groaned her delight into his waiting cavern as his tongue darted in to taste her. He began to trace her cheekbone up to her ear where he softly whispered her name, sending a rash of chills over her flesh. He traced the rim of her ear with his tongue until he nipped and tugged softly at her fleshy little lobe. Further down he sucked and kissed the tender flesh of her neck, across her chest and down, as he massaged one breast and then it’s twin. With gentle pressure he pushed her onto her back. Kagome braced her elbows at her sides. Sesshomaru slid his arm underneath her and pulled her bottom upwards, until her hidden treasure lay just a fraction below the surface, waiting to be discovered. Ever so slowly he dipped his mouth into the water, to take his very first taste of his human woman. He slipped his tongue from his mouth to tease the bundle of nerves hidden between her folds. Kagome squealed her delight. Sesshomaru pressed his tongue against it a little harder, pushing at it as he moved his tongue in tiny circles, occasionally stopping to suck it all into his mouth as if he were trying to devour the tender flower.

The handsome taiyoukai positioned between her widely spread thighs sent wave after wave of intense sensations through Kagome. She cried out in pleasure, calling his name to the heavens, for that is surely the place from which he came. Never had her body felt such exquisite indulgence, and Kagome consumed it with fervor. Her hips began to rock with his teasing pressure. She felt a foreign tightness in her lower abdomen and found her climax while screaming his name. “Sessho...maru! Oh by the Gods! Se..Ses..shomaru! Oh God help... me!” Her tiny frame shook with the force of her orgasm, and the demon lord smiled.

Her heavenly torment was far from over as he slipped a long finger into the depths of her core. Kagome gasped, then relaxed, enjoying the feel of it as he slid it in deeply only to remove it once more. Over and over he moved, reveling in the feel of her slick walls. It was time. He could take it no more.

Sesshomaru shot out of the water to cover Kagome’s body with his own. He bent down to kiss her allowing her a taste of her own nectar on his tongue. Greedily she lapped it up as her hips rose to meet his flesh begging for fulfillment.

“Do you want me, Kagome?” his sultry voice probed her ear as he lightly flicked out his tongue to trace the curve. His hand worked the tiny pearl causing her to toss her head violently from side to side.

“Please.” She begged.

“Tell me, my little miko... Tell me how badly you want me.” The demon lord growled, never ceasing the pleasurable torment to the soft folds below.

“I... I want you so very badly... Lord Sesshomaru,” Kagome hardly recognized her own voice, so deep and throaty.

“You belong to me... now... and forever,” Sesshomaru said with a deep sultry voice full of desire and lust. “Prepare yourself my love...”

Kagome spread her legs for him and felt the tip of his manhood pressing against her opening. It felt so huge, and suddenly she became frightened, but before she could move away he thrust his engorged member deeply inside of her. She screamed.

It felt as if he were ripping her apart. She tried to push him off, but he wouldn’t be moved. Tears fell from her eyes, and then she felt his soft lips kissing them away. Lapping the salty drops as they escaped one by one from her tightly closed eyes.

“I’m so sorry, koi. I am so... so sorry.” Sesshomaru repeated the words as if they were a chant. Over and over as he tried to kiss the pain away. He waited for the moment when he would feel her move a little against him, and when she did, he began to slowly work his hard flesh in and out of the slick inferno, which held him captive. He groaned as her tight walls clenched his swollen member, as if they were trying to suck his life force from his body.

“Oh Kagome... you feel so go..oood,” Sesshomaru cooed as he pushed his length fully into her. He was pleased when he felt her begin to move her hips to meet his thrusts. ‘Good. Good. She’s getting ready to take it.’ He began to move faster, and Kagome groaned as her hands moved to wrap around his neck.

“Hold on love,” Sesshomaru called as he began to pump his rod into her with demonic speed. He rocked her hard, as her groans became a scream. One long scream of ecstasy. Sesshomaru slowed his pace for a moment, again enjoying the pleasure of feeling her tight walls clutching at him as he pulled out, only to thrust back in again. Moving in a hypnotic rhythm until once more bursting into a speed no human could ever match. He tortured his little miko with pleasure until finally he could feel her walls squeezing his hard manhood unbelievably tight. He knew she would soon climax and rejoiced in the knowledge that he would also seek his own. Her heated core worked his shaft, taking every ounce of his strength to keep his control.

Kagome opened her eyes wide at this new feeling building inside of her. She looked into Sesshomaru’s blood red eyes, holding his gaze as the sensation crashed through her body. “Oh... Oh... Dear God... Sesshomaru? Sessho...maru!” She screamed his name to the heavens as her orgasm ripped through her.

Watching her in her final throws of passion was all it took to send him over the edge. Sesshomaru let out a mighty roar, which filled the night, as he poured his seed deep into her womb. He looked down to his mate, just before growling in an inhuman voice, “My obsession!”

Kagome watched as he said the word, his mouth gaped open to reveal his extended fangs. She gasped as he sunk them into her shoulder, marking her as his... forever. The pain was searing and exquisite, rendering her breathless. He pulled free of her flesh and began to suck and lick at the tiny puncture wounds, enticing little mewling sounds deep from Kagome’s throat.

Sesshomaru reveled in the taste of her blood on his lips. The sweet, heady flavor of it, was laced with her inner power, which tingled on his pallet. So long he had dreamed of this moment, and now it had passed. He felt exhilarated, yet also held a touch of sadness that it was over. Not over. The beginning. A new beginning, with his new mate.

Sesshomaru finished the pleasant task of cleaning his mates mark, and looked into her dreamy brown eyes. His own eyes had faded back to their usual sparkling gold. He took her lips with his own, once again tasting the sweet warmth of her delicious mouth.

“Now my koi, it is your turn.” Sesshomaru said. His smooth voice deep and still tinged with his passion. He flicked out his long claws and with his pointing finger sliced a neat little cut at the base of his neck. The wound began to bleed immediately, and he pulled Kagome’s mouth up to it.

Kagome had not intention of drinking his blood. That was just taking this too damn far. “Oh no, your not getting me to do that,” she protested.

“You must, my little miko.” Sesshomaru had not expected this little development. He looked on her with confusion in his eyes.

“Humans don’t drink blood, Sesshomaru.” Kagome was not giving in.

“Human mates of taiyoukai do.” Sesshomaru argued, feeling a little dejected.

“Why?” Kagome asked. She looked at the slit at the base of his throat. It had already healed.

It occurred to him then, that his little miko was unversed in what it meant to be the mate of a taiyoukai. It simply had not dawned on him that she would be unfamiliar with the process, therefore he never brought it up. He sighed deeply, unsure of how to proceed. She should be proud to accept his gift, yet here she lay, refusing to drink.

“Miko, you must drink. You are my mate now. I have chosen you. I have marked you. Let me explain. My blood will strengthen you. It will give you the ability to accept my passion. I will not always be as gentle in our lovemaking. My beast calls for his freedom, and when he is loosed upon you the results may be more than your delicate ningen form can withstand. My blood, when mingled with your own, will give you healing properties, extending your life to match that of my own. Never will we be separated by death, as long as I am alive to feed you. It will heighten you senses as well. The change is different for each.” Sesshomaru ended it there, not wanting to frighten her. Certain changes he would keep to himself until the time come.

His father had once told him that Inuyasha’s mothers’ eye color changed. His father was intrigued with the whole process, sometimes leaving Sesshomaru to wonder if had mated the woman simply as an experiment.

Kagome considered his words carefully. ‘His blood will change me? Do I want to be changed?’ Kagome thought over everyone she knew. How sad to out-live her family and friends. Then she opened her eyes to look into those of her love. Suddenly the thought of growing old as he remained beautiful disgusted her. He would live centuries, possibly forgetting she ever existed. He would be left alone in the world.

“Um... Ok Sesshomaru. I trust you.” Kagome answered meekly. She watched as he reopened the wound. He pulled her to it, and she began to let the warm liquid fill her mouth. She fought the urge to gag as she swallowed the first of it. Soon after, the taste began to change and she found that she wanted more. She sucked on the wound like an animal drawing his life’s blood into her mouth, lapping it up as if she were starving for the sweet taste of it. With the final drop she licked and nipped at the rapidly healing wound and her lover moaned with a shudder.

Then it happened. Kagome felt the warmth gathering in her abdomen. The tightening of muscles... the powerful, wonderful, throw of an orgasm as it exploded, sending her small frame into a fit of convulsive ecstasy. Sesshomaru held her against his chest as her body shook through the last of its release.

Her breathing coming in raspy short breaths, Kagome managed to pant, “Wha... what the... hell... was THAT?!”

Sesshomaru smiled a deep sensual smile at his lovely new mate. “That, my love, was The Joining. My blood is fusing with your own. The results... are quite pleasant, nain?”

“Hai... I have to admit... that was awesome.” Kagome replied with a bashful little smile.

The two lovers soon moved to gather their clothing. Each taking in the beauty of the other, as they assisted their mate in pulling on the garments.