Chronicles of the West

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Chapter Eight

Toga threw the door open, his beast rallying just beneath the surface. He snarled at the clap of wood. Silvana had expected this to happen, granted not so soon. She stepped lightly behind him, "Toga, you must quiet" she murmured. The crimson eyed male spun to face her and she was in his arms in a mere moment.

She let her youki flare slightly, not challenging him, but gaining his attention. His arms were like steel around her and she clung to him. Toga was in a bad state and she knew all too well why that was. Her scent and softness soothed his beast as much as her pulsing caress of youki did.

Toga blinked, gold once more claiming his eyes. His nose was pressed to the snow fall of hair of the female rumbling softly in his clutches. He nuzzled against her crown, his grip easing ever so slightly. Silvana lifted her head to look at him. Her finger traced the slashes of magenta on his cheeks.

She smiled gently at him, then and untangled herself from him, but he was unwilling, growling softly and tucking her all the closer. She laughed softly, "Toga. Be easy." He shook his head slightly, as though clearing the cobwebs of his hunger. He stared at the woman. Stared at the gentle curve of her lips.

Silvana tilted her chin upwards as his lips descended. Despite his need, his raging blood, Toga was gentle. His mouth fusing with hers, drinking in her familiar sweetness. His clawed hands sliding into the thickness of her hair, cradling her skull in his tanned palm.

"Silvana. You must tell me" he breathed against her lips, breath mingling with hers. His golden eyes opened to search the swirling blue of hers. "I cannot tell you dog prince" she murmured, her lips brushing against his, "I can only show you". Then she kissed him again and Toga stiffened slightly for her taste was no longer her own, but one far sweeter.

He lifted his head and took in the amethyst eyes that glittered before him, the golden skeins of hair. "Aislin?" he whispered, his voice nearly reverent as his claws traced over the soft cheek. The visage of his ward shimmered slightly. "Not Aislin" Silvana's voice reminded him, "Only her feelings".

She lifted herself slowly to his lips and Toga bent the rest of the way, catching her hard against him. His mouth feasting on her. It was then that Silvana flung open the floodgates of the mortal's heart and mind and let him see. Flashes of her childhood, when sight was still hers rained down on him. Her cherubic face grinning over some small treasure she'd found.

Her tears as loved ones passed from the world she lived in. She had painted then, pieces that spoke to the soul, pieces that could move even the hardest of demon hearts. Then the cloying hotness of the fever rose on him and he struggled against it, until Silvana held him still.

He lay, trapped in the human body, feeling the pain and ache and madness that washes over Aislin like acid waves. She was dying, he felt it and he rebelled against it. Wanting to claw the illness until nothing remained. He heard Aislin cry out in the night, wanting comfort. Only one came, a woman with a weathered face and kind eyes.

He heard the mutterings of unseen humans, they knew she was dying and some wished to hurry her along. Toga would rip them apart if they came near. And then the heat receded and he knew that Aislin would live, her body cooling to healthier temperatures.

He opened his eyes, her eyes slowly and was met with darkness. A darkness that never wavered and never left. Her blindness. Toga felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces as the cruel hand fate had dealt her. Her pain vivid and sharp, like claws on tender flesh.

Her loneliness rose up around him and even his strength bowed under it’s weight. Her years of pain and fear swirling around him. He reached for Silvana's calming presence but she withdrew from him. Leaving him to face it alone as Aislin had.

Then came the day the fate's had brought them together. He felt her fear of him. He was unknown, he could matter. He could leave. Her want of company rose within her but she forced it down. No good ever came of these things. Then he heard his own voice speaking to her, countless times, countless phrases. Words that cost him no effort. And the vixen showed him, the result of those words, those little touches.

The darkness began to shift around her and her heart grew lighter. She learned to trust again and to care. The demon lord was humbled by the flow of emotion that rolled over him. Fear and confusion, loss, grief, happiness, pride, adoration, loyalty, joy….love.

"You love her" Silvana said simply. Toga growled and shook himself from the feelings. "Unlikely" he said in a hard voice. He would not voice it. To voice it was to make it so. She shook her head and stepped back from him, leading him to the bed where he sat.

Toga was trying to process all that she had shown him, when the strange female straddled his lap. Her warm curves bringing his original need back to him in a thundering moment. His arms slid around her, pressing her to his chest, his lips teasing her shoulders.

"You lie Taiyoukai" she breathed and he snarled, rolling and pinning her beneath his far greater weight. Even so, her blue eyes held no fear and that intoxicated him. "I do not lie" he growled against her throat. Her slender fingers stroked through his hair.

She whimpered beneath the onslaught of his attentions. His claws shredded her silken robes from her pale body even as her hands slipped to ease his upper garments away. Her hands hungered for him, even as his claws teased over her body. His nipping kisses covered her throat and she gave him free reign over the pale column.

He worked his way lower, his tongue curling over one coral peak. Silvana arched into his hand and the inu smirked against her fragrant flesh. His claws trailed down her stomach, to the snowy patch of curls covering her sex. She cried out his name as skilled fingers spread her and his thumb circled around her nub. One finger slid into her waiting warmth.

Her head fell back against the linens, his name lifting from her lips. Silvana willed her power to raise again. For his sake. "Toga" she whispered as her body sought his. Toga glanced up at the female moving so temptingly against his hand.

Golden hair met his eyes and the fox once again wore the guise of his ward. Her scent and sounds familiar to him. Her power lowering his defenses. Lulling him, wooing him to let himself go. His eyes took in the blush that covered her cheeks, the breathy sounds and traced her lips with his tongue.

This was not his ward, he knew but the primal part of him didn't care. It looked and smelled like the object of his often misplaced affections and that would suffice for now. However, his body betrayed him. His touch slowed and gentled, his own breath coming harder now.
He wanted her pleasure, her passion and sought to bring her to him with that aim. His fingers curled within the tight confines of her body, brushing against the tender spot within. She jumped slightly at the touch, but he was persistent. His growls soothing her as he worked her higher and higher on that starry plain.

His lips closed over hers, tongue stroking hers. Drinking in that taste that he knew like his own skin. He lavished kisses along her throat and shoulders. He suckled softly on her pulse point and the junction of her neck and shoulder, wanting to bury his fangs there and shout to the world that she was his.

His keen ears caught her sounds of distress as her pleasure grew with ferocious need. Her whimpers taking on the hint of pain from release denied. His inu demanded he rectify it and so he did. Pushing his fingers deeply into her and lifting them, even as his claw danced over her pearl.

He growled in satisfaction when her fluids ran against his fingers. Pink tinged his eyes as he raised his head to take in her panting breaths coming from parted rosy kiss slick lips. He kissed her again, to let her know how pleased he was with her. Her trembling not subsiding yet and he growled soothingly to her, gathering her close to his broad chest. "Shhh. Be easy, I'm here Aislin, " he whispered in tender tones, "My Aislin".

He lowered his face to the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply of his scent mingled with hers. But that scent changed and he caught the scent of the vixen. Lifting his head, he saw that gold gave way to white as her magics dissolved.

He should have been angry with her, but he wasn't. Not really. Silvana merely wanted to know what was true and what wasn't. He growled at her and she smiled, albeit sadly. Toga rose from her and she wondered if he might leave her despite his obvious need for release.

The inu prince merely tugged at the knot of his hakamas and let them fall to the floor. "You shouldn't play such games" he told her, even as he settled himself atop her. She relaxed into his warmth and nodded, "You are most difficult my lord" she replied. He grunted.

"Why?" he asked. Silvana lifted her hand to caress his face, that beautiful face. Toga saw the emotion that swam in her eyes and grasped her wrist, pressing a fanged kiss to her palm. Those blue orbs glittered with unshed moisture. "Silvana" he asked softly, "Why are you weeping?". She shivered slightly in his arms and he frowned, then asked softer still and almost dreading the answer, "Are you in love with me?"

Lies had no place between them, she would answer honestly and kami help him when that happened. She met his gaze fully and shook her head. "Oh, I love you Taiyoukai" she told him and his brow furrowed in response, "But not as you believe".

Toga settled his weight more firmly between her slim thighs and waited for her to finish. Silvana stroked his long hair as she spoke, freeing it from it’s restraints. His head nestled against her breasts, her thrumming heart soothing his inner beast. "When I met you, I wanted to die" she whispered.

She went on, "I had been promised to the brother of the wolf demoness in the germanian mountains. But he was cold and unkind and I had no desire to spend eternity with him". Her voice shivered slightly and he reacted to the fear coming from her. Tightening his grip on her fractionally and growling against her. She calmed then.

"Elementals like my mother reach their full power only when they have reached maturity, sexual maturity" she told him. "The mate we take then has access and no small amount of control to those great powers. I knew that. I was afraid that he would exploit those abilities of mine. So when the patrols spoke of terribly powerful and fearful white inu in the forests. I sought you out.". Toga stroked her hip softly as she revealed these things to him. "You challenged me, knowing you would not win" he stated. She nodded, "I did. Better to die than remain the pawn of my father and then of my unwanted mate".

Toga rumbled softly, her hands were stroking the back of his neck and his ears now. He had to focus, had to hear her out. "You might have asked for my life" she pointed out. He smiled against the swell of her breast, "But I did not" he reminded her. She huffed, "No you didn't. You asked for my loyalty instead. I knew then that I would not find a male of your caliber anywhere else"

Toga let his golden eyes open as he listened to her, "So you came to my rooms that night" he offered. She nodded, "I did. I hoped that you'd not turn me away and you didn't. When you banished my innocence, you made me unreachable for the wolf. My powers were unsealed and mine only. Not given or channeled to a mate. I was too strong to be a pawn to my father any longer. You gave me my freedom. For that I shall always love you and have sworn to make it up to you."

These were things he hadn't known. He had felt the surge of her power that night, so very many years Youago. However the trauma of loosing their virginity caused the powers of many females to peak. He'd been gentle of course, one could not look at the sweet demoness and be anything other. And he'd made certain to please her, that went without saying.

In time, he'd returned to the fortress on several occasions. She'd always welcomed him back to her bed and he'd gone. Lifting himself up on his arms he stared down at her riotous white curls fanned around her. "Silvana, have you come to me like this out of some sense of obligation?" he questioned. She was far more than his sometimes bed partner, she was someone he cared about… she was…. His friend.
She smiled warmly this time. "Of course not, I think both our prides are too strong for that. I come because I wish to." He felt his tension ease at her words. He leaned up to press a kiss to her temple. "You owe me no debt other than your loyalty Silvana" he told her. Her claw traced over his fine lower lip.

She cocked her head and smiled, "So this is what the mighty Sesshoumaru of the west looks like" she mused and his expression grew slightly dark. She laughed and drew him upwards to brush her lips against his. "You… are not your father. You never were and you never will be. Stop running from yourself".

He growled as he nipped her bottom lip, "You talk too much woman, I'll fill your mind with better things than lecturing me" he promised her. And he did. His mouth dominated hers, and his hands toyed with her precious curves bringing her to burning life once more.

She'd riled more than his beast tonight, she'd riled his heart and his soul and forced things out into the open when they were best left to the dark and now he needed. He needed to feel, to know her warmth. To feel that he was more than a demon who craved a mortal. He'd deal with those things later, now there was only them and the roiling emotions and his great needful heat.

His lips clung to hers, as he lifted her hips to him and eased his way into her welcoming heat. Her head fell back as he lunged and retreated over her. She called his name in breathless incantations and surrendered herself wholly to him. She felt the wonder of his touch ignite low in her belly as he pushed her gently toward her release.

His came moments later, his beast snarling against her flesh as he pushed a last time. His seed rushed into her core but he knew that no pups would come from this union. Sated and now exhausted, the female held him tightly and he turned them slightly, before pressing a kiss to her sweaty brow.

Silvana was one of few females in all the known world who could boast of his gentler touches. He never took her roughly as she knew he did others. His inu carefully controlled in their encounters. She was also one of two women who could claim to have slept beside him. His ward being the other.

He was sleeping now, his lusty wants fed for the time being. She was completely sated as always and her lover was curled tightly around her. "Protective… even in sleep" she whispered to him. His ear twitched and he inhaled deeply but remained in slumber.

Toga was an enigma to her. He was powerful, one of the uncontested three most powerful in the known world. His mother was human and his father was a demon. Yet he was full demon. Full demon on the outside perhaps, but his heart held many human insecurities. Or did he?

From what she had been able to see of his memories and his family, his uncle the once hanyou had suffered from them. Understandable. His great and terrible father however was another matter, he carried no touch of humanity and yet he had feared living in his father's shadow himself.

Toga growled softly in his sleep and she cuddled him closer. Before he left her again, she would know of some way to ease his heart. Allowing him to draw her closer to him, half pinning her as he slept. She was warm, content, safe. Her eyes fluttered twice more as ideas rolled through her head. Then she gave into the soft deep breathing and let sleep claim her body.