I Don’t Want a Mate

Freshly scrubbed by an overzealous handmaid, Kagome nervously plucked the the hem of her sleeve. Did they really need to have this talk? She had only come to grips with her situation last night, and barely at that. Her anger had only just been released and she wasn't sure if it would stay that way or reawaken with this meeting. She was insecure about her duties as a lady and unsure of her mixed feelings about her duties to her mate, though she had a pretty good idea about what those duties were from his morning erection. There was little doubt in her mind from the way he chose to awaken her that he was one horny little puppy.

She could feel his eyes on her as she tried to be demure and fix her gaze at the top of his desk. 'It's a nice desk. Yup, a very nice desk. Nothing out of the ordinary about it. Nice flat desk for doing work.' Flashes of other things that could be done on the desk flickered through her mind. Closing her eyes she groaned internally at her wanton thoughts. Did she have to think like that, and now of all times? A soft chuckling caused her to snap open her eyes and glare at her mate. She could tell by the subtle flaring of his nostrils that he knew exactly where her errant thoughts had gotten to.

"If you are done admiring my desk, mate, perhaps we can discuss your," Sesshoumaru gave her a deliberately heated look, "duties." Kagome could see the amusement in his amber eyes.

She narrowed her gaze at him, noticing those amused eyes were also hooded. 'Oh yes, I know exactly what duties your thinking of.' Pasting an insincere smile on her face Kagome replied in a false sickly sweet voice, "Of course, Lord Sesshoumaru, I am eager to fulfill my duties as Lady of the West."

Another chuckle escaped the stoic demon. How he managed to laugh at her expense while remaining perfectly stoic was beyond her. If she hadn't heard the sound of his amusement, she would never have known he was laughing. Didn't people normally move their facial muscles when laughing? "Such platitudes do not suit you, my dear. I would expect something with more bite to it from someone who is not as submissive as they pretend." Kagome just narrowed her eyes at him again. She wondered how she never caught on to the fact that 'the Lord Sesshoumaru' could not be predicted, even after all the years she had known him. Never taking his eyes off of his volatile mate, Sesshoumaru gave orders to Kagome's new handmaiden, "Fusa, leave us." Sesshoumaru sat silently taking in the image of his mate swathed in the refinement of her new post while waiting for Fusa to get far enough away to not overhear their discussion.

"Your duties as Lady of the West will be few for now since you are pregnant. You will be forbidden to go farther than our chambers unless accompanied by myself. You will not leave the palace unless you are accompanied by me." Kagome opened her mouth to protest. "There is no discussion about this, Kagome, you are not safe here. It may be my home, and now yours, but there will be those who see you as a threat. I will not risk your life or that of our pup." Kagome snapped her mouth shut under the logic her mate presented. Some concessions must be made, for now. "I know you desire more freedom than you have at present but it is necessary until Keiji can find any traitors. Once I am confident that there will be no attempts on your life, you will be given more freedom. When we return to your home, you will be given more freedom, my dear." Sesshoumaru waited for her to bow to this knowledge. He knew it wasn't in her nature to hide from a potential threat, but he was hoping she would acknowledge the threat to their pup's life. He did know she was very protective of what she considered hers, and the pup growing inside Kagome was definitely hers.

"Now as for your duties as Lady of the West, you are required to settle lesser disputes, keep the household running, and make sure that there is enough crops stored in preparation for food shortages. You will need to keep in mind that not only do I, and consequently you, rule over youkai but humans as well. As such, the types of food required by the different species must be kept separate, and then distributed in times of need to separate locations. Thankfully I will not have to teach you to read and write, nor do mathematics as I had often feared I would when I found a mate. Your intelligence was one of the many reasons why I agreed with my beast's desire to claim you. I have no doubt that with your advanced education you will be able to take on your task with ease. Do you have any questions so far?"

"I assume that I will be given all pertinent information?" Kagome lifted an eyebrow at him. Sesshoumaru's lips twitched briefly before he settled back into his mask. He really had to remember to keep his mask up now that they were back in his home. He would not deny that there was something liberating about being able to express one's self openly. He would have looked forward to their next visit to her home for that reason alone.

"Of course, my dear. I have already set aside the necessary documents for you and drew up an explanation of how to manage the household, as well as the amount of youkai in it, how to determine the amount of supplies needed and how to purchase supplies for the household. The spare desk will be yours." Sesshoumaru waved a clawed hand to a smaller version of his desk that had gone unnoticed by her till then. While Sesshoumaru's desk sat at the back wall facing the door, Kagome's sat along the side wall facing the center of the room. Both desks were positioned in the center of the wall it resided on with a few cushions in front of each for visitors. It was a good thing the room was large enough to house everything needed. It was really quite a nice arrangement and she was pleased that she was allowed her own working space. She always liked her study materials a certain way and she had no doubt that her work space would be the same. "As you can see I have already seen to all your needs. If you require help do ask for it." Kagome nodded and prayed that she could go to work without having to discuss the 'duties to her mate'.

"Now, my mate, I believe there is one other thing to discuss before you start your day." Obviously the gods weren't answering prayers today. Sesshoumaru's smirk was down right sinful, the heat in his eyes threatened to melt her. "As my mate I am required to see to it that the pup is provided with all the youki necessary for growth during gestation, as I did last night." Kagome felt the heat rising to her face. She wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment, or from remembering how last night felt. "As my mate, you are required to assist me in, shall we say, relieving stress?"

'That smirk should be outlawed.' Kagome thought as she listened to her mate explain what he expected, what was tradition, and what he didn't expect from her. Her face was aflame the entire discussion. Overall, what he expected wasn't too bad. All he asked was that whenever she felt the need to 'relieve stress', she would come to him. He did explain that traditionally it was within his right to order her to see only him. However, he felt that wouldn't work out to well under the circumstances, and given her personality and up-bringing, she would have to agree with his request. He also revealed to her that he would be more than happy to see to her needs whenever she had them and all she had to do was let him know.

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She remembered her lust filled haze from last night; the touches, the caresses, the sheer pleasure her mate gave her. Her shame had faded away quicker than it had risen the morning after. She knew her body desired such things, but before her sexual awakening, it never burned for it with such intensity. She tried to tell herself that it was simply a physical reaction to being pregnant with a hanyou. It was hormonal, it was her body's desire, not hers. But Kagome knew better. It was him. It was Sesshoumaru that elicited her lascivious thoughts. It was her mate that made her wet and throbbing with need. None of the other males in the palace received a glance from her. They weren't what she wanted. Not by a long shot. No other would ever do. Not now, not ever. She had her mate. Now the question was, what was she going to do with her knew found awareness?

She wasn't above begging if she needed to. He had said that he would be there for her whenever she wanted him. If she wanted him. She did. She also knew what kind of person she was. She was honest with herself and her desires. Kagome wondered if her mate was as honest with himself as she was with herself. Even though she had fought against the feeling of rightness he provoked, that didn't mean she wasn't honest enough to know it was what she wanted. Could he give her what she wanted in the bedroom? What did he want in the bedroom? Kagome wondered if he believed in the traditional role of a male and female in the bedroom, straight missionary only. Then she dismissed that thought. She knew he was willing to perform cunnilingus, he did greedily drink up her orgasm last time, and she just hoped he was willing to participate in her kink. It had never bothered her that she had it. She just accepted it for being a part of her. It's not like she could change her kink to become something socially acceptable even if she wanted to.

She had discovered her fetish for bondage quite by accident. It was one of the days when she had been home alone in the modern era and bored out of her mind. So while browsing on the Internet she had somehow found a site about bondage. Just thinking about it brought about a slick wetness. From that day forward, whenever she had the rare minute to herself and could risk some 'self-exploration' without Inuyasha's nose attracting attention to her arousal, she'd fantasized about being tied up and taken roughly. No pain was involved, she wasn't a masochist, well as far as she knew anyway. The biggest issue was trust for her. Being tied up gave a huge amount of trust to your partner. She always figured it would be a hidden desire, if she ever did find the time for a tryst. Now she was presented with the opportunity since she was a 'married' woman. Could she trust her mate enough to be put in such a vulnerable position? Was it even any different than her being with him any other time? He was physically stronger than her and if she didn't have use of her hands she couldn't hurt him with her reiki. So it wasn't much of a stretch in trust, right?

There was no reason to be nervous. She was an adult and so was he. They already had one discussion about their sex life, so why not another? Only this time it was her doing the talking. Highlighting her views, her needs, and her expectations. Last time, it was a discussion on how often they were to be intimate and not once did it drift to what they would do when that occurred. She was mostly sure he wouldn't have a problem with what she wanted. But what if he did? Steeling her will, she made her way to the study. It was the only place he would go to without her, and only if she was nearby. If he couldn't sense her then he would search her out and reprimand her for wondering off like she was a delinquent child. Tapping on the shojin door, Kagome twisted her fingers together in front of her and waited.

"Enter." Sesshoumaru's cold reply snapped her to attention and gulping down a huge amount of air she slid the door back and attempted to 'glide' into the room. Fusa had been on her about her 'atrocious walking habits'. She was a lady now should 'glide not stomp across the room like a soldier'. Sure. "Kagome, why do you insist on knocking? This study is yours as much as it is mine." A single eyebrow rose at her and she swore she saw amusement skitter across his eyes.

"Sorry. For some reason it just seems like I should." Honestly, it was more of a habit thing. She knew she could just walk in and he wouldn't care, but she was nervous about her purpose there.

Sesshoumaru gave her a non-commental sound in response and went back to work. "What brings you here, mate, I was under the impression you were done with your work for now?" He didn't raise his eyes from his scroll, but he didn't really need to in order to be able to focus on her.

Loosing her nerve, she spouted off an excuse of not being able to take Fusa's snide remarks about her 'lack of lady-like manners' and decided to do some more work. There was a never ending pile to disputes alone. She was sure more had come in by now. Hopefully. Sesshoumaru gave her a searching look before nodding and saying he would speak to Fusa regarding her behavior.

"When you are ready to tell me why you are really here, do so."

Grunting, she mumbled a few obscenities under her breath and sat down at her desk to start work. She could see her mate in the peripheral smirking at her choice of vocabulary. "I honestly don't know how you manage to do that."

"Practice, my dear. I have had many centuries to learn how to tell when someone isn't telling me everything. While I believe you that Fusa is annoying you, yet again, I also know that there is something else bothering you." How the woman managed to infuriate his mate so much on the first day was beyond him. Kagome was normally an easy going person and slow to anger. Sesshoumaru looked up from his work and fixed her with a piercing glare. "You do know that as my mate you can tell me anything. I assume it is not of great importance or you would speak without hesitation, correct?"

Kagome sighed, plucking up her courage she decided the only way to find out was to incite her own talk with her mate. "No, it's not important just," she gave an aggravated sigh, "potentially embarrassing, depending on how you take it." She winced as she finished. It made her seem as if she was afraid of his rejection. Mentally shrugging she realized that in a way she was. Though, in the end, it didn't matter that much. Either he accepted her kink or he didn't. If he didn't, well she would just have to go without. Damn that would suck, she could live without being tied up every time, but once in a while would be nice.

"I would not judge you too harshly. Just tell me what it is you wish to tell me." If he could look confused while wearing his mask, he would have done so then. Pity he really didn't show much emotion. He showed more when they were alone, like this, but it was still not much. Not like when they were in her time.

"Ok, there is no really easy way to tell you this." Turning in her seat she looked at him dead in the eye and figured that maybe a little background from him would smooth things along. "Now I know you've been around for a long time." He gave a minute nod for her to continue to where ever this was going. "I also know that by your own confession you don't bang everything with a pussy."

"Crass, but accurate." He replied, actually wincing at her language. It was a sign of how nervous she was that she resort to such verbage.

"Well what I need to know is how much do you know about bondage and what are your thoughts on it." Kagome held her breath.

"Bondage? You are speaking of being bound in a physical aspect, or some other aspect?" She confirmed physical, a breath firmly locked in her lungs once she had done so. "And I assume this is done while mating?" She nodded and slowly exhaled her body requiring the air she was denying it in her anxiety. "Inu Youkai do not normally do such things. Mates are viewed as something to be treated with respect, not something to bind and use. Female Inu Youkai are submissive and require little more than the male telling them they desire to mate." Sesshoumaru looked at his mate in surprised shock. She actually looked, disappointed. "May I ask why?"

Kagome sighed heavily and attempted a small smile. She really had thought that he would go for it. He was always about power, and for the dominate party, it would be a power trip. "Don't worry about it. I was rather hoping you'd bind me next time we mate but if it's not in your nature then don't worry about it." Slumping a bit in her seat, she picked up her brush and started to read over the latest scrolls occasionally marking something down.

Sesshoumaru was well and truly shocked. She wanted to be bound. She wanted him to bind her and have his way with her. It wasn't done by Inu Youkai. It went against everything he was taught. Mates were to be treasured by the male. They were gifts who provided caring, and heirs and a warm bed, not something to be treated badly. Looking at his dejected mate, he wondered if it was really treating her badly if she wanted it. She appeared to.

"Kagome." She looked up at him expectantly patiently waiting for him to rebuke her for even thinking something so 'un-lady like'. "If it is your wish than so be it. I have already told you that, as my mate, your happiness is important to me. While it is not in my nature to take you that way, I will accommodate you, occasionally." He smirked at her. "If it means I will have the pleasure of you in my bed, I am willing to try, unconventional ways."

Kagome blushed but she couldn't help the huge grin that spread on her face. He admitted that it wasn't his thing but was willing to try it. The thought of being tied up and taken by her mate sent a wave of lust through her. By the look on his face, he smelled it. "It seems you were telling the truth about desiring such a thing." His voice deepened and practically dripped seduction. Giving a curt nod, she happily went back to work. Her smile refusing to leave.

After a few moments, Sesshoumaru just had to ask a burning question. He knew that she was a virgin when he took her that fateful night. So how was it she knew she liked to be bound? "Mate," Kagome looked up and smiled shyly at him causing him, to almost be distracted by the sweet sight. "I am most curious as to how one who was untouched before our mating would know that she desired such, an unconventional mating practice."

She blushed an endearing pink while biting her lip, seeming to mull over how to respond to his question. "Did anyone show you the computer when we were visiting my family?"

"Yes, Sota, showed it to me and tried to describe the functions of the device but I did not use it." He raised an eyebrow at her imploring her to continue.

"Well, one of the functions is finding information. I was bored one day with no one home and by accident came across a reference to bondage. Well, I didn't know much about it so I decided to research it. The site I went to had pictures," he could smell her arousal at just remembering those 'pictures', "and well, it intrigued me. Since then I've always thought of it when I, um, when I did what you saw last night." He hardened at the thought of what he had walked in on last night and the thought of her doing it previously.

"You pleasure yourself frequently?" He was a little unsettled by the husky quality of his voice. He was, however, genuinely intrigued. It had been the single most erotic thing he had ever witnessed. Such things were discouraged among females of any rank. He could feel himself swell at the thought of witnessing it again, and the memory of it.

"Not frequently but when I needed it and had a place to do it without someone seeing me." Sesshoumaru gave a nod and went back to work but quickly looked up again at her next question. "Sesshoumaru, since we're being honest here, I was thinking it's only fair that since you'll occasionally indulge me in what I want that I could do the same. Is there anything that you prefer? I mean, unless I really can't bring myself to do it for some reason, I could always try it and if it's not that bad we could do it on occasion. Also, if you find you really don't like tying me up, I'm not going to force you to."

He shifted slightly in his seat thinking about it. Since he didn't indulge in sex, he really didn't know what he liked and didn't. He was little more than a virgin than she was honestly. He'd had sex exactly forty seven times, and while that sounded a lot, in all honestly it wasn't. Forty five of those times his beast was in control. He'd only had control over himself once. She had only mated twice, the first time unwillingly and the second barely so, since she was reacting to instinct. Her knowledge, however, gave her a great advantage over him. His people had strict views on mating and hers seemed to clash harshly with them. The forbidden aspect of her mating practices actually aroused him to a certain degree. Perhaps there was certain advantages to having a human mate from the future. "What you must understand, Kagome, is that every time I've mated my beast was in control, other than our last time. I truly don't know what I prefer." He was mildly embarrassed to admit to his lack of knowledge of something so basic.

"Well think about it. Let me know what you like and don't as time goes by. In my time, the only wrong ways are if the other person is unwilling, or if they can't truly understand that kind of discussion, like a child, or if it feels wrong to you. Everything else is considered fine really."

"Indeed. What you spoke of earlier, pleasing yourself, it is considered wrong by youkai." He shifted again slightly watching her frowning face. "I will admit that it did arouse me to see you do it. I would not be adverse to watching you." He really wasn't sure what had led him to confess such a thing. It was wrong, wasn't it? At seeing her smile, he began to doubt how wrong it was. She did just finish saying what was and wasn't wrong by her standards and watching her wasn't listed.

"People who like to watch are called voyeurs. It's quite common. There's nothing wrong with it. I can accommodate once in a while if you like. I don't really like to be watched, those people are called exhibitionists, but I think it wouldn't be so bad since it's my husband and not some random person."

She really seemed to not mind the idea of it. "I would enjoy it," he said softly, a barely perceptive tone of wonder in his reply. His mate was truly amazing.

"You said that when I wanted you that all I had to do was tell you. What if I showed you as well? I mean some times I may not want to just come out and say it. I could just find a way to show you I desire you. And another thing, while I appreciate that you want me to make the first move, since I'm only just getting used to this whole being mated thing, you shouldn't hesitate to tell me when you want me. I may not always agree to mate with you but you should at least let me know you want me. After all, you may not always want me when I want you."

"I think both would be appropriate. I am mainly concerned about moving too fast for you. I do not wish to pressure you if we are to have a comfortable relationship. I care for you and do not desire to push you away. I will let you know when I desire you in a physical sense and allow you to make a choice at that time, thank you." Sesshoumaru bowed his head slightly to his mate and watched her go back to work. It was certainly interesting to have an actual discussion about mating practices. It was also informative that, even though it was considered inappropriate to desire to see his mate pleasure herself, she didn't see anything wrong with it. If she was willing to talk, about such matters only hours after their last talk and the day after their last mating, did that mean she would seek him out? He certainly hoped so.

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Kagome wanted him. It wasn't even close to time to merge their auras again but she wanted him. She could feel it. Her reiki was tugging at his youki from across the room. She had been under the impression that their auras would only merge during intercourse, his youki would only be absorbed during her climax. Obviously, either Sesshoumaru was misled in his belief or didn't divulge all of his knowledge. She could feel the sweet sting of his power entering her. Perhaps she could use this situation to her advantage. After their second talk, it was clear that any advances on her part were more than welcome. She could feel herself getting wet, her body flushing from the influx of his seductive aura. Yes, she would make a move on her mate. And she knew just how. It was time to see just how honest he was to her.

Smirking wickedly to herself, she carefully laid her brush down and she waited until the ink dried before rolling up her current scroll and placing it in it's designated space. Standing, she 'glided' across the room to her husband. She still didn't glide the way a lady should according to Fusa, but for this she didn't think it would matter much how she walked. Sesshoumaru briefly glanced up at her before continuing with his work. It had been a month since their talks and neither had made any reference to it since, or moves on each other. Sesshoumaru still held the belief that he shouldn't move to fast and Kagome was a bit nervous about it still. She was comfortable around him in day to day activities, and she was finally comfortable with him in the bedroom. Nothing had changed from when they were in her time till now. It was merely sleeping in the same bed, with her as his personal teddy bear. Now, however, she wanted him and she intended to get him, providing he was game. She would never attempt to coerce her mate into her bed, so to speak.

Sitting down next to him she watched him silently out of the corner of her eye. She was a bit nervous despite her desire to take him. to have him fill her. She was not naive as to what can and did happen between two consenting adults but she was a bit unsure of herself. To his credit, Sesshoumaru didn't question her as to why she had suddenly stopped her work to merely sit next to him. The sensation of his youki filling her was as enticing as any touch could be. The feel of it so close to her as it brushed against her skin before slipping into her very being was heady. She was sure that he could smell the result of such a welcome invasion. Shifting slightly, she squeezed her thighs together feeling the slickness between them.

Gathering all her courage, she decided to proceed. Shifting to face him, she reached out and gently placed her hand across his lap and pressed the outside of his thigh to indicate she wanted him facing her. Confused at her action but willing to see where she was going, he shifted toward her while placing his work down on the desk. She glided her hand from his thigh up to his chest, letting it dance across the smooth silk under her fingertips. Her eyes followed the path of her hands mesmerized with the idea of what lay beneath the silk encasement, and terrified that if she looked into his eyes, she'd loose her resolve. Bringing both hands to the top of his horai she drifted them down, pressing hard enough to feel the firmness of his chest and abs, to the obi.

With a firm tug, she unbound the cloth tie allowing the fabric underneath to fall open. Her lips parted slightly as her breathing quickened. Sesshoumaru was careful to remain still as his eyes glazed over in lust. A low growl escaped him when he saw the tip of her pink tongue moisten her lips. Gods, he wanted to feel those lips, that tongue, on his skin. His fingers flexed with the effort of holding back. He had wanted several times to go to her, to see if she would allow him in her bed. It seemed in his indecision Kagome was willing to take what she wanted, and he had no intention of stopping her. He gasped at the sudden feel of cool air against his heated length. Without him even realizing it, she had managed to remove the layers of fabric encasing him.

Kagome stared transfixed at the symbol of masculinity before her. She had felt it driving into her twice before but never had she been able to just observe it. Hesitantly she reached out to touch it, her fingers tips barely feeling the warm, smooth skin under them. Growing bolder, she gently wrapped her hand around the base and slowly stroked him. Sesshoumaru dug his claws into the cushion beneath him, trying to keep from grabbing his vixen of a mate and ravaging her. He wanted her to be comfortable with him, to be free to explore him and was wary of making any moves that could frighten her away.

Kagome marveled at the contrast of his soft skin and hard length against her palm. Idly, a part of her wondered if the callouses from years of rough living and using a bow would be unpleasant for him but resolved to allow him to stop her if he so wanted. Bending over, she observed the tiny drop of liquid pearled at the slit of his head. Sesshoumaru shuddered and growled lowly, thankfully too low for her to hear. Moist warm breath wafted across his heated skin from Kagome's parted lips. His eyes hooded in pleasure as he released a snarl when she tentatively darted her tongue out to capture the salty drop. His hands flew to her head and tangled in her ebony tresses. Kagome quickly withdrew her tongue. Fear crept up on her. 'Perhaps he doesn't like that?' Cautiously she applied pressure to the hands on her head trying to lift it but they held her firmly in place. 'Then again he isn't letting go. So he did like it? Of course he did, all guys like a little oral. Right?' Control was a tenuous thing but he held on to it and was able to cradle her head without forcing her mouth onto his aching length.

Flicking her tongue out again, she traced the slit of his head, earning her a low rumble of appreciation. She decided that if he truly had a problem with something she did, he'd stop her. It wasn't as if he was going to sit through something he didn't like. This was Sesshoumaru after all. Wrapping herself in her courage, she recalled everything she'd read or heard and began in earnest. The growling and snarling could be heard down the hall from the study causing servants to rethink their use of those particular passageways.

He couldn't take it anymore he was too close to the edge. Careful of his claws, he tightened his grip in her hair and, with a last snarl removed her deliciously warm mouth for his member. His eyes were rimed with red, his voice bestial. "No more of that now, mate. It's your turn. I have every intention of coming in you." Grasping her waist firmly with a swift turn he swept all of his carefully placed scrolls and supplies onto the floor and laid her down on his desk. A low growl rumbled from deep in his chest. Her carefully coil tresses were mussed and slightly pulled out of it's confines. Her layers of clothing disarrayed from his handling of her, her lips swollen and red from her, activities. She was, in short, enticing.

Resisting the urge to slice through the expensive kimono layers, he took the time to admire her while slowly unwrapping her. She laid exposed under him, the firm wood at her back reminding her of her lack of escape, if she desired it. It was a heady experience. While she was not submissive in daily life, she craved to be dominated in more intimate ways. Her desire for bondage was one such way for a dominate partner to force her to submit. This was nearly as heady. She could fight back to an extent but she knew that he was physically her superior. She could summon her vast amounts of reiki in an attempt to fight him off, but even that could prove ineffective. She reveled in the feel of venerability.

Unwrapped, his prize lay before him, panting in anticipation, cheeks flushed in desire. He noted that despite her concession to wear current styles of dress she still wore the bindings from her era. Looking at the lace cradling her breasts so snugly and cupping her sex like a second skin nearly sent him over the edge of self control. Tightly reigning in his desire to mount his mate, he painstakingly slid off the garment hiding her deliciously shaved sex from his view. He wanted to see that smooth skin, smell the musky scent of her arousal. Spreading her legs wide as he buried his nose in her, inhaling deeply.

It didn't take much to force her over the edge in pleasure. He had her writhing with only a few licks and nibbles. The feel of his dexterous tongue pushing it's way in her was nice but it was the feel of his calloused finger stroking her clit, flicking it, that sent her into the heights of passion. Her scream of pleasure was stuck in her throat choking her in bliss. Her back arched under her as she dug her blunt nails into the wood beneath her. Panting in post-coital bliss, she realized that she wanted more. Wanted him.

"Please, fuck me now." It was beautiful to him, those crass words slipping past rose colored lips. Swiftly, Sesshoumaru covered her body with his, grabbing her hips, he lifted her slightly before impaling her. Her walls were still convulsing as he held still reveling in the feel of the tightness. The gasp of air escaping her, drove him to continue sooner than he desired. He resolved that he would simply have to bring her back to completion again before he came so he could feel her convulsing around him again. It seemed his patience and indecision was indeed paying off. Taking direction from breathless cries of faster and harder, he was more than willing follow his mates commands. The feel of her slick walls gripping him was bliss.

Her body felt like it was on fire and she was all too willing to burn. The feel of his mouth on the heated skin of her neck as he nibbled and kissed her was intoxicating. All she could do was cling to him through the maelstrom of sensation he provoked. Clawed fingers gently rolled and pulled her turgid nipples through their lace prison. Sesshoumaru pressed his mouth to hers, prying her lips apart, he forced his tongue into her mouth. She shivered at the dominate feel behind it. He matched the pace and ferocity of his mating of her with the mating of his tongue in her mouth. She was washed away with the sensation of it all.

A deafening roar, crossed with a snarl, shook the wooden frame work of the palace. The lord's pleasure in his chosen mate was heard and felt by all. Both laid panting on the desk desperately drawing in air. Sesshoumaru made sure to not rest too much weight on his mate, mindful of the pup, his pup, that she carried. He nuzzled her neck, breathing in the mixed scents of their mating before reluctantly withdrawing from her warm depths. Even limp, there was a certain pleasure to having her encase him.

"Come, mate, I will assist you in bathing before our meal."

Kagome looked at the naked dog demon above her. It seemed that he really was willing to accommodate her. That was good. "Thank you. I find I'm a bit tired suddenly." A deep chuckle met her ears. 'He really should do that more.'

"I suppose that is to be expected." After quickly dressing, he gathered her into his arms, cradling her to his chest. Placing a chaste kiss on her pale rose lips, he arranged her open kimono to hid anything he didn't want shown and wondered if she was up to another round in the hot spring. After he finished bathing her of course.

Reveling in the comfort and safety of her mate's arms, Kagome realized that perhaps her mother was right, perhaps they could learn to love each other, given time. They may not love each other now, but they got along well enough, and the sex was good. It was a something.