Lost Innocence

Chapter Seven
Ohayou Everyone! After a LONG break in part by my need to relax and the fact that the site was no longer allowing reviews. I'm back. Of course I'm only back because they now allow annoynmous reviews so say cheers! Either way, as I haven't been writing for so long I find it hard to get back into it soo Now you know to get the next few chapters of this you will most definitely have to encourage me. I will need that.

So leave reviews and comments, post your opinions and stuff. As this entire love scene is the hardest thing ive ever had to write and im not even close to being done. I wrote down the actions of what was going to happen in a word document you know
he kisses her
she askes him to do this
he then touches her there

That took 13 pages so writing it alone will take forever. This is why i need your encourage ment. Writing that is so hard!

Eitherway so there you have it.

Chapter 7
Innocent: Dance

She watched as the youkai prince stood with his immense grace. He strode a few steps before turning around elegantly, his whispery hair fluttering with the slight motions of his body. His eyes landed on her and she watched as his lips rose in a slight knowing smile. She guessed that she probably had a look of want on her face. She was probably even drooling yet she couldn’t care at that moment. Taking a deep breath, she watched as his clawed hands drifted down to his yellow sash.

With slow ease, his hands unfurled the material deftly. With a cock of his head and a growing smile, he placed it around her neck to continue his disrobing. He watched the surprise and enjoyment grow on her face at this simple move and knew that he would enjoy this night

Taking off his swords, he placed them to lean against the bed before moving to the robe. His entire being tingled every time her eyes drifted over him. He was highly aware of her. With slow practiced ease, he unbounded the sash that held the cloth together and let it part, bearing his shoulders. Releasing the cloth, he let it fall to the ground and she gasped as she watched it ride the air before slowly sinking to the floor. Her throat worked to moisten her suddenly dry mouth as she watched the naked prince before her. He was truly a magnificent specimen.

She boldly allowed her eyes to roam over his nude figure standing proud and erect before her. She wanted to run her hands all over his body. She wanted to feel the muscles contort under the pressure of her needy touch and she desperately wanted to feel his need within her palms.

“Was that alright?” he asked in a manner that was just a bit too confident. He knew the effect he had on her but this game was just getting good. She didn’t mind.

“Yes, that was [i]really[/i] good. And I think that I should reward you for such a sexy display.” Grapping hold of his hand, she pulled the prince to her. With an almost reverent hesitation, her hands wrapped around the his swollen need. Blowing heated air over the thick head, she watched his stomach muscles tense in reaction. Licking her lips in an almost impatient anticipation, she let her tongue escape the confines of her mouth and allowed the rough texture of it to run over his pulsing organ.

She felt her moisture soak through her clothing as his deep growl echoed through the room and without hesitation, she took him within her mouth and moaned. He tasted sinful. She lost herself in the rhythm of her pleasure as she drove him to the brink. His growls and tiny thrusts were payment enough to satisfy her. They drove her on and told her what he enjoyed. She could feel his muscles quivering under her assault and suddenly, she stopped.

Because she wanted to.

She did not care that he was so close to coming. The fun was in torturing him until he could not stand it anymore.

“You taste so good puppy. I think I’m addicted.” She purred, giving him another long lick before letting him go. With a smile, she looked up at him.

“Vixen, release me from this torture,” he growled, battling to control his impending orgasm.

“What would be the fun in that? I am going to test your self control tonight. If you can last then I’ll release you when I’m satisfied. If you can’t last well you just won’t get to touch me again.” She stood on her toes and pulled him gently down to her so she could capture his lips briefly. “Do you want me to strip for you now?” she asked after she had pulled away, letting the heat of her breath caress his face. She gasped as he groaned his answer.

A smile grew on her face. One he was learning to dread. “Well I do not think you have earned that as yet.” With that said she retook her sit upon the bed and looked up into the face of the most desirable youkai she had ever met. Temptation grew as she looked upon him. She wanted to see how far she could push his will.

“Touch yourself for me, Puppy,” she said suddenly, her eyes never broke contact with his and so she did not miss seeing the surprised look that flitted across his features. With a cunning smile she continued her torture. “You are not allowed to come. I would like to see the pleasure on your face as you touch yourself for me.”

After a brief moment’s hesitation, Sesshomaru's hand lifted to grip his thick organ. The touch was tentative, hesitant. He was not accustomed of touching himself far less doing so before another. Yet he was willing to try anything as he knew that she was testing him. She wanted to see how far she could push him and so he would let her try.

Battling the heat that threatened to surface, he let his fingers curl around the flesh tightly and his knees trembled at the intensity of the feeling. He was so in need and as his hot penetrating gaze landed on his pulsing need, he knew that this was going to feel better than anything possible.

With a tentative stroke he let his hand glide up against the shaft and nearly cried out at the intensity of emotions that rushed through him. Trembling, he took in a deep breath to steady his quivering palm. He could feel the pleasurable trickle of precum drifting to the tip of his shaft. It brought on that feeling of need.

Letting his thumbs drift over the flesh, he allowed the corners of his fingers to collect the treasured liquid before making his way back down. As the moist palm drifted down his over sensitive flesh, he felt beads of perspiration dot his forehead. It was painful, his need to come yet he was not going to. He refused to succumb.

With a barely restrained growl, he fiercely gripped onto his shaft as he felt the impending ebb of his orgasm reach a high that he was almost unable to control. Taking deep breaths he let his eyes drift back open. Landing on her, he almost lost his breath as he saw her thighs spread wide. She was so lost in his actions that her own need had grown to match. He watched as her fingers drifted feather touches up and down her moist flesh. He took in a deep breath of her need and moaned.

With almost steady hands, the youkai prince let his hands continue to drift up and down his shaft again trying his best to stay the growing flood of need that continue to assault his will to stay. As he watched her fingers move languidly over her flesh, as her thighs shivered, her muscles contracted with each stroke, as he heard the harshness of her breath raging out of her body, he imagined being within her again. He wanted to feel her wetness surround his flesh…

“Come to me Puppy. I want to help you,” she berthed. She looked like she had been caught within a trance. He whimpered at the lust he heard within her words. On shaky legs, he walked the few steps to her, feeling his need grow even more at her touching him anywhere.

He watched as her free hand wrapped beneath his own and she started to stroke him as well. His organ twitched under the assault of her soft palm stroking him so firmly with such reverence. His whimper turned into a whine as he watched her fingers sink beneath the material of her panties. This was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced

She watched his eyes slit almost closed as she stroked them both. She could feel his pleasure in the rapid pulsing of his shaft under her palm. He was hot and thick and hard. Without being aware of it, she let her tongue drift over her lips remembering the spice of him. Soaked with her panties, she wanted to have him pressing into her sinking his flesh into her waiting sheath. Thinking about it had her entire body clenching in reaction. She moaned needful.


“I absolutely love that look on your face right now. I would have you keep stroking youself, but I’m afraid that if we keep it up you will come soon so stop now. Stop touching yourself.”

She hid a smile as he moaned in denial. “Let me release… please?” He said, voice rough with the intensity of his desire. He ached all over in his need, yet he knew that she would not let him. A massive tremor rushed over his body causing him to quake in reaction.

He groaned in frustration as she smiled up at him and said, “I’m going to undress now,” Standing, she looked up at him and knew that when this was over. When he tired of their game she would always remember him. She would always remember having the power to make this powerful youkai do as she said. And she knew absolutely that she would miss it.

With unhurried paste, she let one string of her night grown drift down her shoulders. She smiles as she immediately felt the heat of his eyes settle on her bare shoulders. Moving to the other shoulder, she repeated the action, watching the material as it slowly fell down her arms, lightly touching her oversensitive skin. With a tiny shimmy of her hips, she let the clothing drift down her body, caressing her body as it makes its way to the floor.

Standing before him in only her underwear and her heels, she looked a delectable sight to the youkai prince. “I think I’ll stop here because I want you to remove the rest. But first, I want you to touch me… my breasts. I ache to feel your hands on me, my puppy.” She breathed looking up at him.

As her wanton words played through him, the Taiyoukai felt his body swell further in reaction to the invitation in her voice and her eyes. With slit eyes, his body moves toward her of their own free will. “As you wish,” he said, anticipation making the words slur in thick need. A flicker of light played over them silhouetting the desire that claimed his features, as it portrayed for all to see his body’s rigid need.

As he stood before her, the one who had had the courage to claim him, he fought to master the slight tremor that threatened to belie the fountain of emotions fighting to burst beneath the surface. His gaze captured hers as his firm warrior hands made contact with her aching flesh.

A triumphant glimmer of satisfaction coursed through him as he felt her body tremor and the deep intake of breath that pushed her pouting nipples into his palms. Answering with a growl of his own, he let his palms close over the flesh. Feeling the firmness of the erect nipples press against the flat of both palms he relished the tingles that covered his suddenly overly sensitive flesh. Almost unable to control himself, he let his fingers play over her needy flesh, forcing himself to be gentle.


Her cries, almost soft purrs of pleasure almost brought him to his knees. They were filled with her wanton pleasure and satisfaction brought on by his firm caresses. All the while their eyes never left one another. There was something just so erotic about it that they both felt their pleasures increase as it radiated of the other and was returned. Again they caught the flicker of a candle, the flame trapped within the golden orbs of the youkai prince.

Kagome gasped feeling her cheeks heat with her struggle to remain conscious under the intense assault. Her lids fluttered as she struggled to remain aware. He smirked. Pride that he was able to have such an effect on her. The one who had claimed him. And then he bent his head, capturing the moist flesh between his teeth.

She let out a strangled gasp as she felt the wet heat that enclosed her nipples. Unable to resist anymore, she allowed her eyes to drift close.. Lifting her hands to his hair, she held him to her softly, purring, moaning, begging for more of his wet attention. Each heated lap over her clothed flesh sent sparks of liquid pooling within her groin.

“Touch me…” she gasped out, trying to gather the scattered fragments of thought. A shower of heat shivered through her being as he answered the request with a hungry growl and let his clawed hands play across her stomach. She knew that he could feel the firm muscle beneath his arm quiver in reaction to his touch. Her every thought focused upon his slowly inching fingers as they stroked first over her stomach and made a leisurely slow path down to her sensitive flesh. She gasped as his fingers separated her moist folds to find the pulsing need within…