Wicked Ways

Rin scoffed some, turning her body from him a bit before she looked back to him. He smiled genuinely, raising his brows as he watched her, fingers sliding to the edge of the couch before gripping some. “Well? You said you would take note that I wanted to see you as a teeny bopper.” He smiled and stood some, gazing down to her as she stepped back a bit, pouting some.

“Wait…wait wait, are you saying you come over here, scare the living shit out of me, make me spill my drink, and then ask me to act like one of your fanatics….well you know what…you…” She growled some and pushed him back, making him fall to sit upon the couch once more, before she turned stepping back a few feet.

He laughed evilly, bouncing a bit before he laid back, his hands moving to rest behind his head as he watched her pace some. “Rin? Why are you so tied up in not letting go?”

She stopped looking to him, frowning some. “It’s none of your business!!”

She stomped a bit, before falling back to sit on the couch, a good five feet away from him. Her head was swirling, she had drank more than she had planned to while she was getting ready. She gulped some, closing her eyes as her head dropped, crossing her arms over her chest. She felt the cushions shift as Sesshomaru sat up again. He inched closer, before leaning down to her, whispering some. “Let me get you a drink…you look tense.” His fingers slipped under her chin, savoring the silkiness of her skin as he tilted her chim upward. “Captain and Coke, I presume?”

She pulled back from his touch some, nodding as she kept her gaze away from him. Her hand held drunkenly up in the air as she half shielded herself from him. He turned, stepping off, the white light of the full moon, outlining the lithe muscular form wrapped in black leather. She shook her gaze, feeling herself studying his form as he stood at the bar. His pale skin and silver hair shone against the black that framed his body.

She laid down a bit, breathing in deeply as she fought the spins, knowing having another drink would not be the best idea for her judgement. Sesshomaru soon returned, settling next to her as he placed her drink on the table before them. He sipped his own drink, his amber gaze looking about the balcony before they returned to her as she spoke.

“Why are you here? You have a building full of girls who want to fuck the living hell out of you and you are here….with me…and I hate you…” She nodded a bit and sat up, grabbing her drink as she gulped the burning liquid before looking to him.

He frowned a bit at her words, a bit hurt that she judged him so quickly. She hadn’t seemed to be the type to judge, but his brain wandered and realized maybe she was hiding something. He grinned slowly and moved a hand to her leg, squeezing the soft skin just above her knee. “I feel as if you want me, but do want to admit it.”

She stayed silent, sipping her drink once more as she felt his fingertips rubbing over her inner thigh in circles before nails scratched at her skin. Her leg moved, pulling from his touch as she crossed her legs, setting her empty glass back upon the table, before she tugged at the hem of her skirt.

He growled some, becoming irritatedh heh her constant denials and interferences. His hand moved to her leg once more, fingers gripping some as he pulled her a bit closer. She squeaked as she slid, her legs uncrossing as she looked to him with a fearful gaze. His ambers burned, tinging red a moment as he growled.

She blinked…and blinked once more, her brain working slowly as she stared at his red gaze. Finally, she half screamed, only to have her mouth covered by his clawed hand as he tried to silence her. “Hush, wench…” She swallowed again, her mouth closing as his hand pulled away, a finger tracing her bottom lip a moment as she whimpered. “You’re…..You’re a demon, Sesshomaru?”

Her voice was low, hidden from the other occupants of the balcony. His gaze darkened and faded back to its original amber. He nodded slowly and pulled back from her before licking his hand, tasting her lips upon his skin. “Yes…Rin…I am a dog demon…”

She raised a brow and stood, nodding some as she gave a small “Uh huh.” Rin walked off, lost in thought as she made her way back into the club. The floor had gotten a lot busier since she had last been in there, but she meddled her way through the crowd heading to a private party room for some relaxation. She closed the door behind her, flopping onto a couch as she looked to Sango and Miroku as they went mouth to mouth. She shook her head and closed her eyes, Sesshomaru’s words ringing in her head. ‘It can’t be true…demons don’t exist…they’re made up…just like Santa.”