In His Arms

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Author’s Note: WARNING: Lemon. Don’t like them, please don’t read.


“I see you are ready for me, Miko,” Sesshomaru growled quietly, not coming from the shadows he had hidden himself in just inside the room. He indulged in a hidden half-smile when she stiffened at the sound of his voice and ceased her ministrations to her long, smooth hair. He did not fail to notice the way she laid her hair over her breasts to hide them before she turned to look toward his voice. She could not have realized it was her naked rump in the air as she bowed low to him and not her hidden breasts that made him harden between his legs.

He had had much time to think in his absence from the castle. It had been Paru who had suggested that he name the miko his most favored courtesan before leaving. She was powerful, known in her own right. It would be seen as a sign of strength to the other lords that Sesshomaru was able to tame the famous woman, though she had tamed herself more than anyone else had, from what Miyuki said. He wondered why she had submitted to him so easily. While it had been most convenient, it was also a little troubling. But he never allowed himself to think on it for very long. So, he had announced his intention to name her his favored and commanded that she be taught by his other concubines what the position entitled and demanded. As he and his men had traveled through his lands the idea had grown on him more and more. She was beautiful. He wanted her physically. With fewer and fewer demons being born each year as humans grew more numerous most of the other lords had dropped the prejudice against humans completely, all of the other taiyokai had. They all had human mistresses. His would be the most powerful. So, he would be getting political standing and physical pleasure out of the woman he had tried to kill on numerous occasions. In return he would protect her and give her everything a most favored concubine would receive.

The way she remained bowed, his concubines had done their given task well. Miyuki had told him that she had learned all of the lessons that she had been given quickly and well. Leiko, as he had suspected would happen, had been no help at all. He had growled at that. The haughty bitch was getting to be a problem, prancing about like the favored when he had never named her as such. Certainly he had spent much time in her bed, she was a strong and pleasing lover, but that did not entitle her to act as she had to the miko, nor to the other concubines. She had marched into his courtyard where he was holding a debriefing meeting with Miyuki and Paru and announced with not a single by your leave that the miko was impure. That she had opened her legs to his brother, probably more than once. She had seemed shocked when he had answered with the quirk of an eyebrow that he was quite aware of the fact. She hadn’t even had the humility to apologize before she had stormed away again. The woman was going to be trouble. He would have to deal with her soon.

Miyuki had told him that the others liked the miko very much and referred to her as they referred to each other, as sisters, and that it was generally accepted that Rin had attached to the miko as if she was her mother. That was good. Rin needed maternal guidance. He would not have his human ward raised as a little savage, which was exactly what she had been headed toward. But, he had noticed when she had run to him this afternoon she had looked more than presentable and raised her arms in a request to be lifted instead of attaching herself to his leg. He hadn’t been able to resist that small child who pulled so on the heart he hadn’t thought he had and had picked her up, nuzzling her hair and taking in her freshly bathed scent. Perhaps this miko would be better for all of them than he had even anticipated. The thought of her, brought his attention back to her form, still bowing on the floor.

“Welcome home, my lord,” she murmured, never turning her eyes to his voice, but keeping them on the floor, like any good slave. He did not know why it angered him to see her doing such instead of pleasing. He growled and sneered until the feeling when away. She stiffened when she heard the growl, but relaxed again after a moment when nothing struck her.

“I have decided in which capacity you shall perform your servitude to me.”

“And what is to be my task, my lord?” she questioned respectfully, though they both knew knew that she already knew the answer.

“Because you are powerful in your own right, Miko, I will now give you a choice. Which is more respect than any of my other slaves would receive. We may do this one of two ways, though either way I will get my pleasure from you. You can become my most favored concubine, receive good kimonos, jewels and perfumes when you please me, rooms and servants of your own, all the rights, respects, and privileges that come with the position. All you must do is accept the position readily. Or, you may become my pleasure toy with none of the same privileges because you will do nothing willingly. What will it be, Miko?”

“I do not wish to be raped, my lord. I would rather have active participation in your pleasure than fight you. Give me an order, my lord. I accept your offer to be your most favored concubine. But, I must make a request of my own, my lord. It is, of course, your choice whether you honor it or not. You are, after all, my lord and master.”

“What is your request, my beauty?” He practically purred the words and smiled when he watched her tense once more, unsure how to react to his sweet, seductive purr.

“I am a concubine, my lord. Not a common whore. I would ask that you do not pass me among the other lords, you friends and acquaintances, as if I were.”

“My most favored concubine?” Sesshomaru scoffed, “I would kill any other who dared touch you! You belong only to me! Now, the reverse is also true, understand. If you so much as look at another male, human or demon, I will kill you slowly and painfully. I know your innocence was taken by Inuyasha, lovely, and it is forgiven. It was before you were mine. Now that you are mine, however, you are only mine. Does this satisfy you, beauty?”

“I thank you, my lord. You are much too good to me.”

“Yes, I am. Now, sit up my beauty.” She did as she was told and pulled herself out of her bow, “Kaida tells me that while you no longer have your maidenhood, that you are innocent in the ways of giving and receiving pleasure, but that you have learned quickly. Let us put your lessons to practical use, shall we?”

“As you wish, my lord,” her breath was erratic, nervous. He did not want to frighten her this first time with her, but two moons without a woman made her naked form and very real innocence even more alluring. He wanted to see more of her, now. Then, take her and make her his.

“Move your hair, let me see your breasts. Touch them for me.” He bit his groan back and palmed his growing erection as she did as she was told. She pushed her long, inky hair behind her shoulders and tentatively palmed her breasts in her small hands. He cocked his head to see the scars he had given her himself. The deep wound now a healing pink scar on her shoulder. The light line where he had dragged his claw between her breasts and down to her navel. Though he was surprised at the regret that assaulted him at having hurt her, he could not regret the scars it had left. A perfect body was an uninteresting body. All of his concubines had something about their bodies that he loved that was not perfect. He licked his lips in anticipation of drawing his tongue over the scars as he began to silently undress himself, “Do not be shy, my beauty. Touch yourself as you do when you give yourself pleasure.”

Kagome looked startled for a moment, her eyes going wide. Embarrassment, Sesshomaru realized. In all ways but the most technical she was still innocent, as Kaida had told him. She had probably never thought to bring herself pleasure. He knew she could not have gained pleasure from Inuyasha’s attentions to her. He wondered idly if her first orgasm had been given to her by himself while she slept next to a fire. It was most intriguing. It would be interesting to see what she, in her innocence, would come up with for his visual pleasures. Kagome swallowed harshly, nodded. One hand she left, covering her left breast. The other she dipped down to her navel, ran only her fingertips lightly up again between her breasts to the hollow of her throat, then back down to once again to cover her right breast. Her breathing caught when she experimentally squeezed both breasts. She paused for a moment, then bit her lips as she squeezed her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Her breath released on a shaky sigh.

Sesshomaru could take it no longer. Never before had a woman made him so hard when all he had done watch her touch herself in the most innocent of ways a concubine could. He didn’t understand what it was about the miko he found so irresistible, but he was beginning to see his bastard half brother’s fascination with her. Not only was she physically stunning, but she seemed to have the unique ability to inspire loyalty in everyone she met. Even his most loyal of generals, Miyuki and Paru, defended her with all they were. Sesshomaru was stripped of his remaining clothing like lightning and moved to her. She looked up at him, surprise in her eyes, fascination masked by it. Fascination at his erection, level now with her eyes. Of course, she had seen Inuyasha’s, had it in her mouth, inside of her. But, Sesshomaru’s was so much different than his brother’s. Sesshomaru was long and thick and so much more than Inuyasha had been. She wondered if it was because Sesshomaru was full demon and Inuyasha only half that there was such a difference in size as she tentatively reached out and touched a finger to the very tip.

“Put it in your mouth,” Sesshomaru commanded, biting back a groan when she wrapped her hand around his erection without being told to.

Kagome did as she was told. Holding onto the base of his penis, she ran her tongue softly in a circle around the swollen head. He tossed back his head and felt his hair sweep his backside when she took as much as she could in her mouth and began to suck gently, pumping the shaft with the hand at the base. His own breathing became erratic when she began to suck in earnest, encouraged by the small moan he hadn’t even realized he’d let out. It was ridiculous. He could feel himself hardening further. She was just too good. He was going to lose control if she kept up with what she was doing. So Sesshomaru did the only thing he could do to ensure that he would not disgrace himself in front of his new lady. He didn’t even think to consider her when he pulled away suddenly, flipped her harshly onto her hands and knees, and knelt behind her.

Seeing her pale skin illuminated by the firelight, her core open to him with her spread legs, he lost what little control he had left. He didn’t even notice when she cried out in pain as he dug his claws into the sensitive skin of her midsection, just below her ribs and plunged his considerable erection into her. Kagome bit her lip and buried her face in the crook she created by bending her arms and waited. This was exactly how Inuyasha had taken her. But, this hurt much more. Sesshomaru was twice Inuyasha’s size and he didn’t seem to realize in his passion that he was secreting a small amount of poison into her body through the claws he had dug into her, making it difficult to breathe through the pain. Every time she felt the urge to cry out she bit her lip further until she was drawing blood. Sesshomaru, concentrated only on his own pleasure, finished with her quickly enough. She felt his hot seed shoot deep inside her raw channel. It took all she had to keep herself from collapsing as he pulled out of her, placed a light smack to her rump and left the room.

It wasn’t until he left the room that he heard the first on her sobs. Heartbreaking. Pained. He had been a fool to assume that she would not shed tears. She was, after all a miko, and he a yokai, and he had not really given her a choice about what she was to become to him. He stood outside the door and listened to the cries, unsure as to why they made him so uncomfortable. The sobs subsided sooner than he thought they would and he peeked back into the room. She was collapsed on her side, her breathing light and erratic, puncture wounds on both sides of her body. He looked down at his claws, saw the small amount of blood on them and realized what he had done to her. He walked over to her, knelt, and began to lick the claw wounds gently, healing them with his saliva, drawing the painful poison out. It would not do to poison her when he had only just acquired her. He smelled more blood and looked down, saw the blood between her legs.

It was then that he began to feel shame about what he had done. He had become angry and lost control simply because she had been good at what he had told her to do. He had taken her much as he imagined his bastard brother had taken her. No control. Absolutely no thought for her pleasure. He had not even made sure that she was sufficiently wet to ease the way for his considerable erection into her tight body. And she had made no protest even once. Even when he knew the pain had to have been excruciating to her frail human body.

When she woke, he promised himself. He had called her his concubine and his concubine she would be. He never denied the others their own pleasure. In fact, he always became more aroused when they climaxed because of what he had done, he realized if he stopped to think about it. When she woke he would give her pleasure such as she had never known and would watch the wonder in her eyes as they climbed together. He wouldn’t let her look away when they fell together,he knew. He wanted to see her eyes. Wanted to see what they looked like when he, Sesshomaru, gave her such pleasure. Would there be shame when she came? Regret, begging, desperation for more, hatred? Any emotion would do so long as he saw her eyes when they climaxed together.

“Sleep well, my beauty,” he murmured, surprising himself by kissing her forehead, “You will need the energy.”