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chapter 8
AN: Mature content, 2.5 lemons, language, slight violence, i don't own it, i just write it. some character names have been created where as in the IY universe they do not exist. potential character OOC, i make no money from any of this, hmm what else... O! Still working on all my fics they havent been dropped, in some cases my muse has just cooled a bit, i'm hoping to update 'A Woman' very soon, i'm finishing that chapter soon. any ole hoot. i think thats it, enjoy!
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Chapter 8.
Hot hands were running against her body and it felt wonderful, she couldn’t think for everything she was feeling, everything those hands were doing to her. Her eyes were closed and the self imposed darkness just emboldened her pleasure, she moaned softly as she felt lips on her neck. Those lips that held back sharp fangs from her delicate vulnerable skin, fangs that grazed over her making her shudder. She moaned out a bit as she felt those hands caress her body all over again, she bit her lip as he kissed her neck nibbling heatedly, leaving large heated red skin in his wake.
Her breath was heavy as her breasts pressed into him, his hair falling on her, as she kept her eyes closed, she moaned more into his torture as his lips worked their way back to her own. Their kiss was fierce as he stole her breath away, he was being so gentle with her today, she didn’t know what was going on but this feeling, she never wanted it to end. She could feel skin pressed hotly against skin, as the heat began to rise between them, soon, he flipped her, pulling her hips up to meet his heady girth. She didn’t protest it was rare that she would. There was hardly any need or want for foreplay between either, in her current state of need she didn’t think she could take it anyway, and finally she opened her eyes when she was no longer facing him.
He pressed into her draping his body over her own, his pert and awake nipples pressing into her air conditioned back, as he thrust forward into her wet awaiting core, his hips flushed against her backside. She groaned at the feel of him, loving how very stiff he was in the morning, he began to rock back in forth, a slow pace that was daunting and yet maddening. She ground back into him causing a growl to rip from his throat, deep and resonate, shaking her body and causing shivers to run down her spine. She bit her lower lip keeping in her howl of pleasure as he sped up, the sound of his balls slapping against her clit slowly bring her closer to pleasurable oblivion, was only off set by the sound of her round breasts slapping together as her body rocked hard back and forth.
She growled out, “Harder!” her voice not sounding as if it was her own even to herself, she didn’t care when she felt him moving faster within her, sequentially getting him to go deeper. He was pounding into her, and she loved it, she could feel the end coming, her walls slowly clamping and un-clamping as the speed of his thrusts picked up even more. She could feel it now his lips on the base of her neck where her shoulder met, he was suckling hard bring blood forth as she finally came, screaming his name. “SESSHOMARU!“ Yet at the same time he had cum as well and sank his fangs into her neck, but stilled at the sound of her screaming that name.
Inuyasha had been slightly in a daze as he woke, the body next to him nude and beautiful he hadn’t really looked much as he began to ravage her being. He hadn’t remembered anything of the night before, having drank some, and woken up to ‘Kagome,’ or who he had thought was Kagome as they finally made love, the day and night before only a bad nightmare. His Kagome had finally given in to him, submitted, it was perfect, or so he thought.
She had been so responsive and everything had been wonderful…just as he had always thought it would be, he didn’t even think anything marking her as mate, yet he hadn’t flared his aura nor had she, and though it was a bond it was not as deep as most. Unfortunately his high only got to last so long, as his blood had run cold when she had screamed his brother’s name.
Whatever lust filled haze that had clouded his mind was gone in an instant, he had stiffened not just out of release, though releasing he still was as he could not stop himself, swelling within her even as she panted beneath him, her raven hair blocking her from his view as he realized what had happened. The day he turned human he had marked Kikyo as mate, and the raven below him was not Kagome, but her sister.
He paled, felt cold, his heart felt like it was stopping, his breath clogged lethargically in his chest, his brain dulled, and his eyes nearly watered as the girl below him seemingly noticed their situation. Dull doe brown eyes looked back at him, slowly realizing the puppy ears atop his head and the lack of a crescent moon upon his brow, finally the lack in maroon crests.
Kikyo had screamed out her lover’s name, it was impulse…natural, who else would she be sleeping with? She was many things but only once had she ever cheated, and it had been the day before, with her lover’s brother. But that thought sickened her as she felt the body behind her shudder and stiffen as her voice finished its call leaving the room in deadly silence. Though her brain was slow and jumbled from sleep, she knew instinctively that something was wrong.
Her head turned slowly as she felt him swelling with her, his essence pumping into her, hot and steady, not one bit spilling from her core as she felt him knot within her, as her eyes locked with slightly browning golden eyes, she slowly looked over his face, the eyes she was used to seeing were cold, these were not, nor were they calculating, and wondering what else he could do to her today. The eyes that looked at her, looked back with fear, shame, regret, and pain, she felt her own heart still for a moment that such emotions could cross eyes as they looked upon her, and then the world sped back up.
As if to reassess and verify she reached back her delicate finders trailing over the lack of crests of maroon, or blue crescent upon his brow, he had forelocks, and puppy ears, she thought as she squinted a bit. Kikyo could feel herself frowning as she had yet to figure it all out as lust and sleep confused her brain to just what was happening, she panted a bit in the aftershock of her orgasm, when she fully realized he had cum within her, knotted as well, they hadn’t used protection, suddenly it was as though cold water had been thrown upon her dousing the morning simmer of her lust filled brain.
That was not something Sesshomaru did, her lover always wore a condom with her, never before with him had she felt hot jets of silken essence flood her being, nor had he ever knotted within her, that fact along with this males stiffening and the fact that she didn’t know where she was sobered her up rather quickly, unfortunately it was not quickly enough to stop herself from screaming when the door to the room burst open. Her body jerked to the side pulling him with her, they toppled helplessly to the ground together, tangled in the sheets as she saw an older woman burst through the door before her world was swirled within sheets.
Izayoi prided herself with being a rather decent mother, her son was taunted and teased as he grew up, she felt, given their circumstances she had dealt with it, and set her son straight when it came to everything a young man should know. She did not have decades to impart her wisdom on the boy as Hatsumomo had with Sesshomaru, or Toga had with either of his sons, so to say she was shocked when she opened the door, was an understatement. She heard her mate come charging in after her, not long after either of them heard the scream of ‘Sesshomaru,’ within their walls. Izayoi had come because it had come from her son’s room, Toga because the name was said at all.
The old dog turned his little wife who was gapping at the mouth, eyes large and owlish, away from the scene that surely had been burned into her eyes, her very son locked in with a female as they fell from the bed. Perhaps she wouldn‘t want other pups after this, it was unsettling because the female was not Kagome!
Narrowed cool amber eyes looked upon his son’s head knowing exactly what had just happened by scent alone, but wondering what in the hell could have happened before this to have this situation occur. There was the scent of blood slight but there, not to mention there was a slight scarlet drivel from his son’s chin, sex permeated the air, along with arousal and sweat, it was clear, but unclear all together.
Inuyasha was still frozen from who and what she said, before he ever registered they had tumbled from the bed, or that his father let alone his mother were in the same room. When he did see the elder males narrowed eyes he quickly pulled over the top sheet up to cover himself and the girl locked with him. He rolled the girl over to the side, his back to his father protectively pulling her to his chest, while instinctually protecting her from the greatest harm around her at the moment, his father.
He didn’t need to know what the old man said, when he heard the deep growl from the doorway, only nodding his head, and saying, “When I can I’ll be in your study…. We’re knotted.” was all he said quietly to explain it, his mother was still to dazed, still hadn’t realized that she wasn’t exactly Kagome, but his father knew exactly who she was. Toga annoyed as could be pulled his wife from the room and closed the door, not knowing at all what was going on, but was now determined to find out.
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At the Okasa Castle …
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Hatsumomo had woken up later in the morning, she was still peeving about not knowing who her new daughter in law was, and why her only son had not mentioned the female to her before. It was not law that she or her mate had to approve of the female, but it would have been nice, and she could not think that her son would do something so foolish as to lay with a wanton female that would use him for his title and fame. No her son was much smarter than that. The ways of old were nearly lost to them at this point, when Sesshomaru was younger it would have been so easy to have him mate for political reasons, or simply for the strongest female, yet, times had changed greatly.
She sighed as she pulled herself from her large western style bed covered with large billowing covers and duvets, the plumage alone leaving one to feel lost in their own bed. Pulling her body to her vanity she couldn’t help but look upon herself as she wore a stylish sleeping yukata. She wondered sometimes if it was her fault that Toga had wondered to the flesh of a human, she had long ago gotten over her anger but not her resentment of the woman. Any time she was forced to be in her presence she couldn’t help but exude her glory, even if her mate got annoyed with her, she would not yield to him in this fashion. Truly for all his love of the human woman, Toga had left himself in a very vulnerable place to take her as wife.
The betrayal to their mating had left her open to take lovers, and instead of being dominated, she was left equal, and higher as he hadn’t been lord while she had remained lady. Now though that title was given to another, and though she was still equal to her mate, she wondered where they’d go after Izayoi was gone from their life. The inu in her wanted to make up with her mate, for too many years she had missed him in her bed, and yet the female in her wanted to make him suffer as she had, for she had loved him in her own way. Hatsumomo didn’t understand the changes that had taken her mate and made him so smitten with the human woman that bore him a half-breed son.
Izayoi was loud, talked to much, didn’t know honor to save her life, and often she was arrogant of her hime status in human society, really the woman was the glorified daughter of a noblemen that had political aspirations, who had hoped to use Izayoi to tie himself to the West. What a good plan that had been when Toga was forced out of his seat by his own son and the council no less. It was all shameful and had left Sesshomaru handling the backlash of his father’s choice. It was a life she could not shield her son from, as she longed to do, for no matter how old he was, he was still her pup.
She sighed as she brushed her long mane of silken gleaming white silver tresses, her face neither showing her distain for her thoughts or her happiness that she would no doubt become a grandmother soon. The thought of pups alone was enough to lift her spirits, her son would have his own son first, and soon after a daughter that Hatsumomo would take great pride in raising as the hime of the West, of course she would have to play nice with the mother of her grand-pups, it was a small price to pay.
She honestly couldn’t wait, for she had been in her prime the strongest tai, while her mate was the strongest daiyoukai when they had mated and she’d given Toga, Sesshomaru, she could only imagine what breeding would bring the Western house from this mating, she did though hope that her son was happy in his situation, nothing was worse than having a wayward mate, or one that did not love you, she was proof of this.
Sighing again she felt a bit melancholy, wondering again how Toga and she would manage after Izayoi passed from this world. The second wife’s son, no matter if Hatsumomo liked the boy or not, would for all his life remind her of her mates infidelity. Though those ears were adorable, they served no matter what to prove that he was another woman’s child, and not a babe from her own womb.
That had perhaps hurt the most for she had longed for pups after Sesshomaru was born, and was always told that it was not the right time. Looking back she could agree, for the times were not easy on youkai and war was always happening, lives still were forfeit to this day, but she had always wanted more, and Toga had not given her another.
She wondered if he would come to her in his pain, or if he would turn further from her before he came back, or worse yet would he take another to try and fill the void that Izayoi would leave in his heart, a place she no longer felt welcomed in. Sure they were civil to some degree, but it hurt to see him with another still twenty-five years later, it hurt her, she was not one to wear her heart on her sleeve as her mate did with such ease, she was taught better.
And perhaps there had always been differences between them, but she hadn’t even known she had lost her mate until it was too late. He was strong enough and smart enough to hide his scent, and even late nights were easy to explain with how much the world had changed from the year 1900 to then, but still, it had been such a shock, she remembered as she still brushed her hair.
Finishing her hair she decided that she would no longer dwell on these thoughts, she said as she wiped a lone tear from her eye. Getting up to go to her closet she dressed for her day, her suit was the purest black, standing out against her pale gleaming skin of porcelain. Her single crest pronounced, and her maroon crescent upon her brow denoting her house and station of the eldest female in the house of the moon.
A marking of her own family, her sons mate would not show such a mark upon her brow, but in her mating mark itself, as Toga had with her own mark upon him, though any pups the female had with her son Sesshomaru would bare them, as it ran in her blood and not that of Toga. She smiled at this, it was something that she could give Sesshomaru that Toga never could, many were still in fact shocked when they learned that the lands were in her family and not Toga’s. She chuckled as she donned her stilettos.
Going to the full length mirror, Hatsumomo assessed her beauty for the day, she was bored, and knowing her son he would have finally called out from work for the day, for the pup was a workaholic. She might be a figure head of her mates company but she knew everything that was going on, she would not let a thing happen while her son was out of the office. Depending on the bond it might take some time for her son to return, and besides until she got grandchildren she had nothing better to do.
With that in mind she got ready to go to work, though she was loathed to admit that she would drive the three hours to Tokyo , she would simply stay at her Tokyo apartment, near that of Toga’s. She didn’t often use it as it was closer to her mate then she truly wanted to be, but it would due, it had been years since she’d used it. Getting her Bluetooth and cell phone ready she grabbed her keys and headed for the door, calling out to her hand maid Botan.
“Botan, call Jaken and have him prepare my apartment in Tokyo , I’m going into the office for a while. I’ll call before I head back until then, assume that I’m away from the house on vacation should someone call for me, Be a dear as well when Mimiji comes in have her take care of everything and inform her I have left for Toyko.” the little dark teal haired demoness bowed murmuring a ‘yes ma’am.’ before Hatsumomo got in her car and headed into the office.
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At the Tokyo Penthouse…
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Kagome stirred finally from her sex imposed sleep, she was tired still and very sore, growling low in her throat in annoyance when her pelvic bone felt as though it had been jarred and broken, and hearing a low chuckle from her mate. Her pale eyes shot to him, giving him a look that could kill, and making him laugh more. “It’s not funny.” she murmured, as she tried hard to scoot of the bed, feeling a bit of a jolt all over her body with every move.
She hurt so much not just between her legs, her shoulders and neck hurt as well, adding stress to her spine, and as a result her full body, if she were weaker she’d cry. Taking pity on her for he knew she wouldn’t ask for the help Sesshomaru got up from his seat near the window, turning of the television, and heading towards the bathroom. He started the water for the large tub, nice and hot for his mate, waiting for the water to come to a certain level, He finally turned the spout off and left to go get his mate.
Kagome had finally after ten minutes gotten her body to the edge of the bed, she knew mating was supposed to hurt, even sex for a virgin was supposed to hurt, but never had she thought about the two great pains together. She watched through squinted eyes, not even able to will herself to narrow them instead, as her mate padded back out to her, though annoyed that he could move so fluidly while she was left stiff and cumbersome, she could not help but notice both his body and dress.
In all the frenzy of the night before, she had gotten a look at her mate but not nearly so well as she was able to see in the mornings light, his skin was alabaster in color yet not at all pale, his washed out look of whitish silver hair and porcelain alabaster skin was drawn to his twin solar lamps, that he called eyes, along with the defined, slim black brows, and the crest he bore as his heritage.
She couldn’t keep her eyes from drifting to his neck it was broad along with his shoulders, muscular and yet not at all unappealingly so, he was toned, but not ‘ripped.’ Looking closer she could see his washboard stomach, and the muscles that lay rippling there waiting for her touch. His stripes though, his crests all over his body were another appetizing thing, upon his forearms, hips, shins, and his cheeks they sat, proud and defiant against the pale skin in comparison, drawing your eyes to his body.
Her favorite though had to be the set on his hips as the tip led right to his thick member, almost as if you might miss it they would show you right where to go. So lost in her appraisal of her mate, she did not notice how truly close he was until he was already picking her up. Her body moaned for her in protest, her hips popping as if she were old, causing her mate to look at her, she blushed as she murmured, “Gymnastics, long ago, I fell hard from the double bars, and dislocated my hip, the left one pops to this day because of it.” He nodded, having seen the memory the night before.
Walking into the large marble bathroom that was oddly black in its overall color scheme, so not the color she would have thought he’d choose, she was brought over to the large bath. Her mate had on only sleeping pants when he’d come to get her, and had easily stepped out of them, to step into steaming water, before lowering both of them within. She hissed as he readjusted her in his lap between his legs, and getting comfortable. Kagome sighed happily enjoying the peaceful quiet that had eclipsed them.
Smiling a tad bit, she snuggled into Sesshomaru’s chest and soon fell asleep. Sesshomaru couldn’t help the small smirk that came to his lips as he looked upon his bride to be, and mate. Any creature would be a fool to sleep in his presence save this small woman, and yet she was always so at ease with him, even before, and the few times they had encountered one another through life before last night. His mate was also beautiful, he could not think of her as anything but, she was not like other females, no she was so much more perfect for him then any that had attempted his favor before.
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Sesshomaru’s Memory…
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Leaves and branches moved from the heavy oppressive feel of his youki as he chased his prey, the hunt was always his favorite thing, and even though he could easily lash out and kill the bandit he stalked, it was far more pleasing to taunt him. The rouge demon had thought to steal from the Western domain, and thought that it would get far while he patrolled his father’s lands, the demon was a fool. The scent of his prey’s fear was intoxicating, he reveled in it, and could not help but enjoy the pure and perfect scent of fear so pungent in the air.
Looking up he could see the moon was at its zenith, and the chase had lost its appeal, he would need to return home soon or his father what be upset. Deciding he needed to make haste he quickly leapt before the rouge and waited for it to come to him, and wait long he did not. The coyote demon had brownish tan hair, flaxen a bit in the moonlight but still somewhat dull in comparison to his own, while his own eyes were sharp and golden in hue, this being before him had brownish green, so earthy and yet he did not care. In him he could feel the need for blood having been worked up and yet time was not on his side, but he could still get some play out of this before he needed to go.
“You have been caught stealing in the Western Lands, as heir and Prince I sentence you to death.” he was bored and had thought to say ‘Die.’ but it was so boring, and plain, though he was bored, and this youkai was plain. Arching his right hand the tips of his index finger, middle finger, and thumb glowed a vivid acidic green before he flicked his wrist taught. He watched in amusement as the tail end of the whip lashed out and cut the coyotes left leg clean off causing it to fall and whimper. Sesshomaru flicked his wrist once more, and watched still as the tail end severed the youkai’s right arm.
Flicking his wrist once more he took the left arm, and slashed out, but not in a killing manor across the youkai’s neck. Walking slowly over to the fallen creature that lay thriving in pain that licked at his body, the youkai screamed into the light, hurting Sesshomaru’s ears. “Die!” called Sesshomaru with venom having his ears ring in such a manor, watching still as a mist of acid puffed from his glowing palm to the youkai melting it where it had lain. He sneered wishing he’d just killed it rather then play, his father would scold him for wasting such time, and yet he was still aggravated, needing something still.
He made his way to the palace, not bothering to greet the guards as the door was opened for him, he headed right for his father’s study to report. Passing the elegant home, though he generally did not care for he had lived here the whole of his life, Sesshomaru found himself at a shojin screen, knocking, he heard his father’s deep voice bidding him ‘enter.’ Sliding the door open and closed as he passed into the room, Sesshomaru stood rod stiff in front of his father, knowing that he dare not insult or cross the older male. Respect and pride, and just the tiniest bits of fear flowed through his being.
Giving his report to his father he was let lose for the night, not needing sleep and still feeling the high of a perfect kill, he called forth his most favored concubine, she was new in comparison to the two others he had, and yet she pleased him greatly, he was old enough to rut, but not old enough to be in a rutting age, he did not feel the need to mate with any female but he was not yet above the advantages of the flesh. He’d called her to a chamber he had for such things, as he gave her time to prepare herself he ran into his mother.
“My son! You’re up so late, wandering around. How fair you?” asked his mother.
“Just returning from the patrol mother, heading up to bed now actually.” he replied not exactly lying, he was going to ‘A’ bed, just not to sleep.
“Oh, then don’t let this Hatsumomo keep you, don’t stay up too late, my son.” she finished humoring him and heading the direction he had come from, undoubtedly to gain his father in their own bed for the night. Having waited enough for her his wench to be ready Sesshomaru graced her with his presence, she was a beautiful panther demoness, though normally he did not consort with neko of any kind, she had been gifted to him from his father, having taken her father’s life in battle. He knew this vaguely but had never delved on it.
For years he’d had her but never had he taken her, and when he finally had, he’d broken her wildness in one night, the same night she’d become his favored. Her hair was charcoal grey, her eyes bright and cinnamon brown, such a very earthy color, she sat with her back to him, wearing nothing but the bed sheet pooled around her hips, her lengthy hair coiled and hanging over her shoulder upon her breast, exposing her back to him. He stared hungrily at her body knowing that he was the only one who saw it, had touched it, had brought her pleasure, knowing that soon he would again.
Taking his armor off, it clanked loudly on the floor, have gave no care for the noise. Taking his obi off along with his sword belt, he stood behind her in only his white kimono and hakamas, slowly he tugged the kimono from his body along with the under jubin, before kicking his boots off as well. He stalked forward towards her and pounced, she let out a small giggle, not a pleasing sound but it did not grate his nerves either, he did not kiss her for he did not want her to grow emotions he would not act upon. Instead he steadily used his tongue against her heated skin to grow her arousal and subsequently wet her cavern for his entrance.
It didn’t take long to have her panting out his name, as he licked against her throat, and used his fingers against her clit, so wrapped up in his treatment of her he almost missed the dagger being drawn down upon him from her hand, the glint in the pale moons light his only ally against this bitch. Easily he batted the dagger away, sending it flying through the air and cutting through the shojin screen door, and embedding it into the wall outside of the room. His eyes bleed scarlet as he roared his anger out, quickly he lashed out at her, cutting into her skin, she screamed out in pain, Her blood flowed and splattered viciously all about the room, as he took out his aggression upon her, almost beating her to death when the door was thrown open and his father pulled him off.
“WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?” bellowed Toga, not taking notice of his son’s nude form but more so the blood and gore around him.
“She attempted to take this Sesshomaru’s life!” he snarled right back, still angry from having his kill suddenly stolen. The elder male looked at the beaten female, and then back at his son. “The proof is in the wall outside of the room father.” the elder male took a sharp glance at the shojin screen door seeing the broken paper, and sighed, while his son pulled on his hakamas.
“Guards, take her to the dungeon, and call a healer for her, This Toga wants to know if she was coerced into the attempt of if it was a solitary action. Either way she needs to be alive to get answers.” Two burling guards marched in picking the girl up, and taking her from the room. By now Hatsumomo had found her way to them as well, the three of the royal family stood in silence, before his mother spoke.
“My son, are you injured?” asked his mother.
“No, mother, this one is fine.” he answered.
“Hn.” spoke his father, before he sighed. “Go to bed son.” ordered his father. Though annoyed still he bowed politely to his parents and left them there, heading off to his room . Entering his own quarters, the young inu, tore his pants from his person, before going to his hot springs to soak. Taking his time, that night it had taken long for him to calm down.
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End Memory…
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Kagome’s eyes fluttered open, as she breathed in the scent of her mate, held so closely to her, he’d been young when someone had attempted his life, but it had not been the first attempt on it, she’d seen. She knew why he was so guarded against the world and all beings within, no one had ever proved trustworthy, and even those that had she knew would eventually have betrayed him.
She knew having spoken to him, that he’d been very close to his own father until Inuyasha was born, and his mother too had been there for him, as far as she knew, he was still close to Hatsumomo, not that she felt threatened or upset by this fact. It made her smile a bit, for she had a very good relationship with her own family.
It was afternoon now, two, and the day had waned away so easily, she had fallen asleep in the tub with her mate, she shifted her hips a bit to test them, and the pain was ebbed away greatly. She smiled as she thought of how that pain had been caused, she’d never thought she’d feel like she had with him, her first time she had already resounded herself would be bad, she had this assumption because she had been with Inuyasha for so long. Even with his youkai blood he was still too brash and garish to understand the needs a female body could have. She had set her standers low for this, ground it into her head that it would be less than perfect, and yet she was granted with magic.
Slowly she was already working herself into a frenzy just remembering last night and into the morning, her scent carrying over to her slumbering mate behind her. His hand began to slowly roam her body, waking her desires even more, she could feel that he was still asleep but she did not wish to wake him by moving, instead she would wake him to her needs.
Grounding her round flush rear into his crotch, she moaned out low and husky, tweaking her own nipple she felt him begin to stir, hearing a low growl and vibration behind her. She giggled as she was pulled flushed against him, while feeling her hair being swept away from her neck and a wet hot long tongue licking her neck.
“Hmm. You woke this one up. You will pay mate.” he said still with the slightest bit of sleep to his voice. She giggled a bit more before teasingly answering him.
“Mmm, but I have no money with me dearest mate, however will I pay you?” she said sweetly, before feeling his erection grind into her, causing her to gasp, while Sesshomaru flipped her over to her back, landing between her thighs which was a little sore but greatly fine in comparison to how she woke.
Looking into his eyes, she could see the desire for her swirling there, as he gave her a hungry look, she bit her lower lip and returned the favor, as he lower his face into her neck and began to kiss, lick, nip and suck in earnest. Soon she was moaning but she did not want foreplay in this moment, as she could already feel how ready for him she was. “Mmmm I might not ever say this too often but Sesshomaru just fuck me!” she moaned out in a slight growl.
He pulled back up as his golden eyes began to rapidly tent teal, “I will not be gentle mate. You are sure?” he growled out again, he watched as she nodded, before she gasped as he had already sheathed himself within her. Her body was tight still even after wearing her out last night, he was never a happier demon, he took her only three times at a slow pace listening intently as he bottomed out and hit her cervix at the angle he had her hips at..
He growled low in his throat before he pulled back and started to piston within her, keeping her eyes on him as long as she could she could already feel her body coming to its first completion, her spine tingled, as she began to stiffen, keeping her eyes locked on his completely scarlet tinted eyes.
Her climax forced her eyes closed as she threw her head back, and shuddered, her walls caving in on him like a vice grip, he loved it as he continued on, the sounds of his balls and hips slapping against her clit and core, he leaned in and kissed her throat as he moaned out. Pushing through her orgasm he prolonged it as long as he could by slowing some, loving the velvet wetness that surrounded him as she came, allowing him to more with more freedom.
Moving fast again his pace quickened but didn’t want to cum like this, as much as he loved to watch her orgasm, his instincts were still screaming to pup her, and though they had slept knotted together he knew until he scented the pup laced thickly with her own scent, he would knot within her every chance he got. As he was not marking her he knew he would knot again.
Pulling out, he listened happily as his mate snarled at him for dismounting before he pushed her to the side, and quickly laid down behind her, no sooner did she understand what was going on he was sheathed in her again. Her back was pressed to his chest, they both laid on their right sides as his right arm wrapped around her so that he could grip her breast.
His left hand pulling her left leg over his on bent left knee so that her thigh rest upon his own, while his left hand found her clit, and began to torture her. She bared her neck to him as he kissed her and began to speak while still pistoning within her. “You like the way I fuck you, don’t you my bitch, Yes you do.” Kagome became wetter, feeling his heated breath upon her neck, loving his words.
She’d never thought that dirty talk while she had sex would turn her own so much but by the kami’s she wanted to hear him say more, slowly she realized that he’d slowed his paced and had left her hungry still for the aching force he used with her, before she realized he wanted an answer. “Y-yes, Kami’s YES!” she haggardly moaned out.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he grunted. ”Kami Kagome I love your tight pussy.” he growled against her throat as he tweaked her nipple, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. He growled out as he felt her cumming once more, and knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. Sesshomaru could feel his spine stiffening, he wanted her to come so he spoke again, having found she seemed to really like it.
“I’m going to fuck you until you’re pupped, hard, fast, and until you cry This Sesshomaru’s name.” he growled out as he came. Still pistoning in though jerking a bit more, Kagome came right after him at the feeling of the hot jets washing her insides. She panted, heaving as he continued to move until he could no longer do so, kissing her neck, Sesshomaru slowly lowered his leg and pushing her gently off of his own, groaning a bit at the added pressure on his cock, and twitching between the two of them.
He kissed his mates throat, as she reached up and tangled her fingers in his thick mane, liking the feel of him knotting within her, filling her completely. Connected to her in such a way he could feel her desire still, and could not help himself as his clawed fingers found her folds and the jewel within, very slowly his member pressed back and forth as his fingers began to work her, and all too soon she was again climaxing and forcing him to as well as her walls milked him literally.
He knew as she breathed out harshly that he would not take her again, she was exhausted all over again, not that he could blame her, but when she woke again, he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from finding heaven once more. Kissing her neck once more, he murmured, “Sleep.” watching as she nodded her head, Sesshomaru too fell into slumber shortly after checking to make sure everything was okay with his senses, a small smile on his face as his hand rested against her lower stomach.
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Chapter 8.
Hot hands were running against her body and it felt wonderful, she couldn’t think for everything she was feeling, everything those hands were doing to her. Her eyes were closed and the self imposed darkness just emboldened her pleasure, she moaned softly as she felt lips on her neck. Those lips that held back sharp fangs from her delicate vulnerable skin, fangs that grazed over her making her shudder. She moaned out a bit as she felt those hands caress her body all over again, she bit her lip as he kissed her neck nibbling heatedly, leaving large heated red skin in his wake.
Her breath was heavy as her breasts pressed into him, his hair falling on her, as she kept her eyes closed, she moaned more into his torture as his lips worked their way back to her own. Their kiss was fierce as he stole her breath away, he was being so gentle with her today, she didn’t know what was going on but this feeling, she never wanted it to end. She could feel skin pressed hotly against skin, as the heat began to rise between them, soon, he flipped her, pulling her hips up to meet his heady girth. She didn’t protest it was rare that she would. There was hardly any need or want for foreplay between either, in her current state of need she didn’t think she could take it anyway, and finally she opened her eyes when she was no longer facing him.
He pressed into her draping his body over her own, his pert and awake nipples pressing into her air conditioned back, as he thrust forward into her wet awaiting core, his hips flushed against her backside. She groaned at the feel of him, loving how very stiff he was in the morning, he began to rock back in forth, a slow pace that was daunting and yet maddening. She ground back into him causing a growl to rip from his throat, deep and resonate, shaking her body and causing shivers to run down her spine. She bit her lower lip keeping in her howl of pleasure as he sped up, the sound of his balls slapping against her clit slowly bring her closer to pleasurable oblivion, was only off set by the sound of her round breasts slapping together as her body rocked hard back and forth.
She growled out, “Harder!” her voice not sounding as if it was her own even to herself, she didn’t care when she felt him moving faster within her, sequentially getting him to go deeper. He was pounding into her, and she loved it, she could feel the end coming, her walls slowly clamping and un-clamping as the speed of his thrusts picked up even more. She could feel it now his lips on the base of her neck where her shoulder met, he was suckling hard bring blood forth as she finally came, screaming his name. “SESSHOMARU!“ Yet at the same time he had cum as well and sank his fangs into her neck, but stilled at the sound of her screaming that name.
Inuyasha had been slightly in a daze as he woke, the body next to him nude and beautiful he hadn’t really looked much as he began to ravage her being. He hadn’t remembered anything of the night before, having drank some, and woken up to ‘Kagome,’ or who he had thought was Kagome as they finally made love, the day and night before only a bad nightmare. His Kagome had finally given in to him, submitted, it was perfect, or so he thought.
She had been so responsive and everything had been wonderful…just as he had always thought it would be, he didn’t even think anything marking her as mate, yet he hadn’t flared his aura nor had she, and though it was a bond it was not as deep as most. Unfortunately his high only got to last so long, as his blood had run cold when she had screamed his brother’s name.
Whatever lust filled haze that had clouded his mind was gone in an instant, he had stiffened not just out of release, though releasing he still was as he could not stop himself, swelling within her even as she panted beneath him, her raven hair blocking her from his view as he realized what had happened. The day he turned human he had marked Kikyo as mate, and the raven below him was not Kagome, but her sister.
He paled, felt cold, his heart felt like it was stopping, his breath clogged lethargically in his chest, his brain dulled, and his eyes nearly watered as the girl below him seemingly noticed their situation. Dull doe brown eyes looked back at him, slowly realizing the puppy ears atop his head and the lack of a crescent moon upon his brow, finally the lack in maroon crests.
Kikyo had screamed out her lover’s name, it was impulse…natural, who else would she be sleeping with? She was many things but only once had she ever cheated, and it had been the day before, with her lover’s brother. But that thought sickened her as she felt the body behind her shudder and stiffen as her voice finished its call leaving the room in deadly silence. Though her brain was slow and jumbled from sleep, she knew instinctively that something was wrong.
Her head turned slowly as she felt him swelling with her, his essence pumping into her, hot and steady, not one bit spilling from her core as she felt him knot within her, as her eyes locked with slightly browning golden eyes, she slowly looked over his face, the eyes she was used to seeing were cold, these were not, nor were they calculating, and wondering what else he could do to her today. The eyes that looked at her, looked back with fear, shame, regret, and pain, she felt her own heart still for a moment that such emotions could cross eyes as they looked upon her, and then the world sped back up.
As if to reassess and verify she reached back her delicate finders trailing over the lack of crests of maroon, or blue crescent upon his brow, he had forelocks, and puppy ears, she thought as she squinted a bit. Kikyo could feel herself frowning as she had yet to figure it all out as lust and sleep confused her brain to just what was happening, she panted a bit in the aftershock of her orgasm, when she fully realized he had cum within her, knotted as well, they hadn’t used protection, suddenly it was as though cold water had been thrown upon her dousing the morning simmer of her lust filled brain.
That was not something Sesshomaru did, her lover always wore a condom with her, never before with him had she felt hot jets of silken essence flood her being, nor had he ever knotted within her, that fact along with this males stiffening and the fact that she didn’t know where she was sobered her up rather quickly, unfortunately it was not quickly enough to stop herself from screaming when the door to the room burst open. Her body jerked to the side pulling him with her, they toppled helplessly to the ground together, tangled in the sheets as she saw an older woman burst through the door before her world was swirled within sheets.
Izayoi prided herself with being a rather decent mother, her son was taunted and teased as he grew up, she felt, given their circumstances she had dealt with it, and set her son straight when it came to everything a young man should know. She did not have decades to impart her wisdom on the boy as Hatsumomo had with Sesshomaru, or Toga had with either of his sons, so to say she was shocked when she opened the door, was an understatement. She heard her mate come charging in after her, not long after either of them heard the scream of ‘Sesshomaru,’ within their walls. Izayoi had come because it had come from her son’s room, Toga because the name was said at all.
The old dog turned his little wife who was gapping at the mouth, eyes large and owlish, away from the scene that surely had been burned into her eyes, her very son locked in with a female as they fell from the bed. Perhaps she wouldn‘t want other pups after this, it was unsettling because the female was not Kagome!
Narrowed cool amber eyes looked upon his son’s head knowing exactly what had just happened by scent alone, but wondering what in the hell could have happened before this to have this situation occur. There was the scent of blood slight but there, not to mention there was a slight scarlet drivel from his son’s chin, sex permeated the air, along with arousal and sweat, it was clear, but unclear all together.
Inuyasha was still frozen from who and what she said, before he ever registered they had tumbled from the bed, or that his father let alone his mother were in the same room. When he did see the elder males narrowed eyes he quickly pulled over the top sheet up to cover himself and the girl locked with him. He rolled the girl over to the side, his back to his father protectively pulling her to his chest, while instinctually protecting her from the greatest harm around her at the moment, his father.
He didn’t need to know what the old man said, when he heard the deep growl from the doorway, only nodding his head, and saying, “When I can I’ll be in your study…. We’re knotted.” was all he said quietly to explain it, his mother was still to dazed, still hadn’t realized that she wasn’t exactly Kagome, but his father knew exactly who she was. Toga annoyed as could be pulled his wife from the room and closed the door, not knowing at all what was going on, but was now determined to find out.
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At the Okasa Castle …
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Hatsumomo had woken up later in the morning, she was still peeving about not knowing who her new daughter in law was, and why her only son had not mentioned the female to her before. It was not law that she or her mate had to approve of the female, but it would have been nice, and she could not think that her son would do something so foolish as to lay with a wanton female that would use him for his title and fame. No her son was much smarter than that. The ways of old were nearly lost to them at this point, when Sesshomaru was younger it would have been so easy to have him mate for political reasons, or simply for the strongest female, yet, times had changed greatly.
She sighed as she pulled herself from her large western style bed covered with large billowing covers and duvets, the plumage alone leaving one to feel lost in their own bed. Pulling her body to her vanity she couldn’t help but look upon herself as she wore a stylish sleeping yukata. She wondered sometimes if it was her fault that Toga had wondered to the flesh of a human, she had long ago gotten over her anger but not her resentment of the woman. Any time she was forced to be in her presence she couldn’t help but exude her glory, even if her mate got annoyed with her, she would not yield to him in this fashion. Truly for all his love of the human woman, Toga had left himself in a very vulnerable place to take her as wife.
The betrayal to their mating had left her open to take lovers, and instead of being dominated, she was left equal, and higher as he hadn’t been lord while she had remained lady. Now though that title was given to another, and though she was still equal to her mate, she wondered where they’d go after Izayoi was gone from their life. The inu in her wanted to make up with her mate, for too many years she had missed him in her bed, and yet the female in her wanted to make him suffer as she had, for she had loved him in her own way. Hatsumomo didn’t understand the changes that had taken her mate and made him so smitten with the human woman that bore him a half-breed son.
Izayoi was loud, talked to much, didn’t know honor to save her life, and often she was arrogant of her hime status in human society, really the woman was the glorified daughter of a noblemen that had political aspirations, who had hoped to use Izayoi to tie himself to the West. What a good plan that had been when Toga was forced out of his seat by his own son and the council no less. It was all shameful and had left Sesshomaru handling the backlash of his father’s choice. It was a life she could not shield her son from, as she longed to do, for no matter how old he was, he was still her pup.
She sighed as she brushed her long mane of silken gleaming white silver tresses, her face neither showing her distain for her thoughts or her happiness that she would no doubt become a grandmother soon. The thought of pups alone was enough to lift her spirits, her son would have his own son first, and soon after a daughter that Hatsumomo would take great pride in raising as the hime of the West, of course she would have to play nice with the mother of her grand-pups, it was a small price to pay.
She honestly couldn’t wait, for she had been in her prime the strongest tai, while her mate was the strongest daiyoukai when they had mated and she’d given Toga, Sesshomaru, she could only imagine what breeding would bring the Western house from this mating, she did though hope that her son was happy in his situation, nothing was worse than having a wayward mate, or one that did not love you, she was proof of this.
Sighing again she felt a bit melancholy, wondering again how Toga and she would manage after Izayoi passed from this world. The second wife’s son, no matter if Hatsumomo liked the boy or not, would for all his life remind her of her mates infidelity. Though those ears were adorable, they served no matter what to prove that he was another woman’s child, and not a babe from her own womb.
That had perhaps hurt the most for she had longed for pups after Sesshomaru was born, and was always told that it was not the right time. Looking back she could agree, for the times were not easy on youkai and war was always happening, lives still were forfeit to this day, but she had always wanted more, and Toga had not given her another.
She wondered if he would come to her in his pain, or if he would turn further from her before he came back, or worse yet would he take another to try and fill the void that Izayoi would leave in his heart, a place she no longer felt welcomed in. Sure they were civil to some degree, but it hurt to see him with another still twenty-five years later, it hurt her, she was not one to wear her heart on her sleeve as her mate did with such ease, she was taught better.
And perhaps there had always been differences between them, but she hadn’t even known she had lost her mate until it was too late. He was strong enough and smart enough to hide his scent, and even late nights were easy to explain with how much the world had changed from the year 1900 to then, but still, it had been such a shock, she remembered as she still brushed her hair.
Finishing her hair she decided that she would no longer dwell on these thoughts, she said as she wiped a lone tear from her eye. Getting up to go to her closet she dressed for her day, her suit was the purest black, standing out against her pale gleaming skin of porcelain. Her single crest pronounced, and her maroon crescent upon her brow denoting her house and station of the eldest female in the house of the moon.
A marking of her own family, her sons mate would not show such a mark upon her brow, but in her mating mark itself, as Toga had with her own mark upon him, though any pups the female had with her son Sesshomaru would bare them, as it ran in her blood and not that of Toga. She smiled at this, it was something that she could give Sesshomaru that Toga never could, many were still in fact shocked when they learned that the lands were in her family and not Toga’s. She chuckled as she donned her stilettos.
Going to the full length mirror, Hatsumomo assessed her beauty for the day, she was bored, and knowing her son he would have finally called out from work for the day, for the pup was a workaholic. She might be a figure head of her mates company but she knew everything that was going on, she would not let a thing happen while her son was out of the office. Depending on the bond it might take some time for her son to return, and besides until she got grandchildren she had nothing better to do.
With that in mind she got ready to go to work, though she was loathed to admit that she would drive the three hours to Tokyo , she would simply stay at her Tokyo apartment, near that of Toga’s. She didn’t often use it as it was closer to her mate then she truly wanted to be, but it would due, it had been years since she’d used it. Getting her Bluetooth and cell phone ready she grabbed her keys and headed for the door, calling out to her hand maid Botan.
“Botan, call Jaken and have him prepare my apartment in Tokyo , I’m going into the office for a while. I’ll call before I head back until then, assume that I’m away from the house on vacation should someone call for me, Be a dear as well when Mimiji comes in have her take care of everything and inform her I have left for Toyko.” the little dark teal haired demoness bowed murmuring a ‘yes ma’am.’ before Hatsumomo got in her car and headed into the office.
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At the Tokyo Penthouse…
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Kagome stirred finally from her sex imposed sleep, she was tired still and very sore, growling low in her throat in annoyance when her pelvic bone felt as though it had been jarred and broken, and hearing a low chuckle from her mate. Her pale eyes shot to him, giving him a look that could kill, and making him laugh more. “It’s not funny.” she murmured, as she tried hard to scoot of the bed, feeling a bit of a jolt all over her body with every move.
She hurt so much not just between her legs, her shoulders and neck hurt as well, adding stress to her spine, and as a result her full body, if she were weaker she’d cry. Taking pity on her for he knew she wouldn’t ask for the help Sesshomaru got up from his seat near the window, turning of the television, and heading towards the bathroom. He started the water for the large tub, nice and hot for his mate, waiting for the water to come to a certain level, He finally turned the spout off and left to go get his mate.
Kagome had finally after ten minutes gotten her body to the edge of the bed, she knew mating was supposed to hurt, even sex for a virgin was supposed to hurt, but never had she thought about the two great pains together. She watched through squinted eyes, not even able to will herself to narrow them instead, as her mate padded back out to her, though annoyed that he could move so fluidly while she was left stiff and cumbersome, she could not help but notice both his body and dress.
In all the frenzy of the night before, she had gotten a look at her mate but not nearly so well as she was able to see in the mornings light, his skin was alabaster in color yet not at all pale, his washed out look of whitish silver hair and porcelain alabaster skin was drawn to his twin solar lamps, that he called eyes, along with the defined, slim black brows, and the crest he bore as his heritage.
She couldn’t keep her eyes from drifting to his neck it was broad along with his shoulders, muscular and yet not at all unappealingly so, he was toned, but not ‘ripped.’ Looking closer she could see his washboard stomach, and the muscles that lay rippling there waiting for her touch. His stripes though, his crests all over his body were another appetizing thing, upon his forearms, hips, shins, and his cheeks they sat, proud and defiant against the pale skin in comparison, drawing your eyes to his body.
Her favorite though had to be the set on his hips as the tip led right to his thick member, almost as if you might miss it they would show you right where to go. So lost in her appraisal of her mate, she did not notice how truly close he was until he was already picking her up. Her body moaned for her in protest, her hips popping as if she were old, causing her mate to look at her, she blushed as she murmured, “Gymnastics, long ago, I fell hard from the double bars, and dislocated my hip, the left one pops to this day because of it.” He nodded, having seen the memory the night before.
Walking into the large marble bathroom that was oddly black in its overall color scheme, so not the color she would have thought he’d choose, she was brought over to the large bath. Her mate had on only sleeping pants when he’d come to get her, and had easily stepped out of them, to step into steaming water, before lowering both of them within. She hissed as he readjusted her in his lap between his legs, and getting comfortable. Kagome sighed happily enjoying the peaceful quiet that had eclipsed them.
Smiling a tad bit, she snuggled into Sesshomaru’s chest and soon fell asleep. Sesshomaru couldn’t help the small smirk that came to his lips as he looked upon his bride to be, and mate. Any creature would be a fool to sleep in his presence save this small woman, and yet she was always so at ease with him, even before, and the few times they had encountered one another through life before last night. His mate was also beautiful, he could not think of her as anything but, she was not like other females, no she was so much more perfect for him then any that had attempted his favor before.
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Sesshomaru’s Memory…
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Leaves and branches moved from the heavy oppressive feel of his youki as he chased his prey, the hunt was always his favorite thing, and even though he could easily lash out and kill the bandit he stalked, it was far more pleasing to taunt him. The rouge demon had thought to steal from the Western domain, and thought that it would get far while he patrolled his father’s lands, the demon was a fool. The scent of his prey’s fear was intoxicating, he reveled in it, and could not help but enjoy the pure and perfect scent of fear so pungent in the air.
Looking up he could see the moon was at its zenith, and the chase had lost its appeal, he would need to return home soon or his father what be upset. Deciding he needed to make haste he quickly leapt before the rouge and waited for it to come to him, and wait long he did not. The coyote demon had brownish tan hair, flaxen a bit in the moonlight but still somewhat dull in comparison to his own, while his own eyes were sharp and golden in hue, this being before him had brownish green, so earthy and yet he did not care. In him he could feel the need for blood having been worked up and yet time was not on his side, but he could still get some play out of this before he needed to go.
“You have been caught stealing in the Western Lands, as heir and Prince I sentence you to death.” he was bored and had thought to say ‘Die.’ but it was so boring, and plain, though he was bored, and this youkai was plain. Arching his right hand the tips of his index finger, middle finger, and thumb glowed a vivid acidic green before he flicked his wrist taught. He watched in amusement as the tail end of the whip lashed out and cut the coyotes left leg clean off causing it to fall and whimper. Sesshomaru flicked his wrist once more, and watched still as the tail end severed the youkai’s right arm.
Flicking his wrist once more he took the left arm, and slashed out, but not in a killing manor across the youkai’s neck. Walking slowly over to the fallen creature that lay thriving in pain that licked at his body, the youkai screamed into the light, hurting Sesshomaru’s ears. “Die!” called Sesshomaru with venom having his ears ring in such a manor, watching still as a mist of acid puffed from his glowing palm to the youkai melting it where it had lain. He sneered wishing he’d just killed it rather then play, his father would scold him for wasting such time, and yet he was still aggravated, needing something still.
He made his way to the palace, not bothering to greet the guards as the door was opened for him, he headed right for his father’s study to report. Passing the elegant home, though he generally did not care for he had lived here the whole of his life, Sesshomaru found himself at a shojin screen, knocking, he heard his father’s deep voice bidding him ‘enter.’ Sliding the door open and closed as he passed into the room, Sesshomaru stood rod stiff in front of his father, knowing that he dare not insult or cross the older male. Respect and pride, and just the tiniest bits of fear flowed through his being.
Giving his report to his father he was let lose for the night, not needing sleep and still feeling the high of a perfect kill, he called forth his most favored concubine, she was new in comparison to the two others he had, and yet she pleased him greatly, he was old enough to rut, but not old enough to be in a rutting age, he did not feel the need to mate with any female but he was not yet above the advantages of the flesh. He’d called her to a chamber he had for such things, as he gave her time to prepare herself he ran into his mother.
“My son! You’re up so late, wandering around. How fair you?” asked his mother.
“Just returning from the patrol mother, heading up to bed now actually.” he replied not exactly lying, he was going to ‘A’ bed, just not to sleep.
“Oh, then don’t let this Hatsumomo keep you, don’t stay up too late, my son.” she finished humoring him and heading the direction he had come from, undoubtedly to gain his father in their own bed for the night. Having waited enough for her his wench to be ready Sesshomaru graced her with his presence, she was a beautiful panther demoness, though normally he did not consort with neko of any kind, she had been gifted to him from his father, having taken her father’s life in battle. He knew this vaguely but had never delved on it.
For years he’d had her but never had he taken her, and when he finally had, he’d broken her wildness in one night, the same night she’d become his favored. Her hair was charcoal grey, her eyes bright and cinnamon brown, such a very earthy color, she sat with her back to him, wearing nothing but the bed sheet pooled around her hips, her lengthy hair coiled and hanging over her shoulder upon her breast, exposing her back to him. He stared hungrily at her body knowing that he was the only one who saw it, had touched it, had brought her pleasure, knowing that soon he would again.
Taking his armor off, it clanked loudly on the floor, have gave no care for the noise. Taking his obi off along with his sword belt, he stood behind her in only his white kimono and hakamas, slowly he tugged the kimono from his body along with the under jubin, before kicking his boots off as well. He stalked forward towards her and pounced, she let out a small giggle, not a pleasing sound but it did not grate his nerves either, he did not kiss her for he did not want her to grow emotions he would not act upon. Instead he steadily used his tongue against her heated skin to grow her arousal and subsequently wet her cavern for his entrance.
It didn’t take long to have her panting out his name, as he licked against her throat, and used his fingers against her clit, so wrapped up in his treatment of her he almost missed the dagger being drawn down upon him from her hand, the glint in the pale moons light his only ally against this bitch. Easily he batted the dagger away, sending it flying through the air and cutting through the shojin screen door, and embedding it into the wall outside of the room. His eyes bleed scarlet as he roared his anger out, quickly he lashed out at her, cutting into her skin, she screamed out in pain, Her blood flowed and splattered viciously all about the room, as he took out his aggression upon her, almost beating her to death when the door was thrown open and his father pulled him off.
“WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?” bellowed Toga, not taking notice of his son’s nude form but more so the blood and gore around him.
“She attempted to take this Sesshomaru’s life!” he snarled right back, still angry from having his kill suddenly stolen. The elder male looked at the beaten female, and then back at his son. “The proof is in the wall outside of the room father.” the elder male took a sharp glance at the shojin screen door seeing the broken paper, and sighed, while his son pulled on his hakamas.
“Guards, take her to the dungeon, and call a healer for her, This Toga wants to know if she was coerced into the attempt of if it was a solitary action. Either way she needs to be alive to get answers.” Two burling guards marched in picking the girl up, and taking her from the room. By now Hatsumomo had found her way to them as well, the three of the royal family stood in silence, before his mother spoke.
“My son, are you injured?” asked his mother.
“No, mother, this one is fine.” he answered.
“Hn.” spoke his father, before he sighed. “Go to bed son.” ordered his father. Though annoyed still he bowed politely to his parents and left them there, heading off to his room . Entering his own quarters, the young inu, tore his pants from his person, before going to his hot springs to soak. Taking his time, that night it had taken long for him to calm down.
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End Memory…
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Kagome’s eyes fluttered open, as she breathed in the scent of her mate, held so closely to her, he’d been young when someone had attempted his life, but it had not been the first attempt on it, she’d seen. She knew why he was so guarded against the world and all beings within, no one had ever proved trustworthy, and even those that had she knew would eventually have betrayed him.
She knew having spoken to him, that he’d been very close to his own father until Inuyasha was born, and his mother too had been there for him, as far as she knew, he was still close to Hatsumomo, not that she felt threatened or upset by this fact. It made her smile a bit, for she had a very good relationship with her own family.
It was afternoon now, two, and the day had waned away so easily, she had fallen asleep in the tub with her mate, she shifted her hips a bit to test them, and the pain was ebbed away greatly. She smiled as she thought of how that pain had been caused, she’d never thought she’d feel like she had with him, her first time she had already resounded herself would be bad, she had this assumption because she had been with Inuyasha for so long. Even with his youkai blood he was still too brash and garish to understand the needs a female body could have. She had set her standers low for this, ground it into her head that it would be less than perfect, and yet she was granted with magic.
Slowly she was already working herself into a frenzy just remembering last night and into the morning, her scent carrying over to her slumbering mate behind her. His hand began to slowly roam her body, waking her desires even more, she could feel that he was still asleep but she did not wish to wake him by moving, instead she would wake him to her needs.
Grounding her round flush rear into his crotch, she moaned out low and husky, tweaking her own nipple she felt him begin to stir, hearing a low growl and vibration behind her. She giggled as she was pulled flushed against him, while feeling her hair being swept away from her neck and a wet hot long tongue licking her neck.
“Hmm. You woke this one up. You will pay mate.” he said still with the slightest bit of sleep to his voice. She giggled a bit more before teasingly answering him.
“Mmm, but I have no money with me dearest mate, however will I pay you?” she said sweetly, before feeling his erection grind into her, causing her to gasp, while Sesshomaru flipped her over to her back, landing between her thighs which was a little sore but greatly fine in comparison to how she woke.
Looking into his eyes, she could see the desire for her swirling there, as he gave her a hungry look, she bit her lower lip and returned the favor, as he lower his face into her neck and began to kiss, lick, nip and suck in earnest. Soon she was moaning but she did not want foreplay in this moment, as she could already feel how ready for him she was. “Mmmm I might not ever say this too often but Sesshomaru just fuck me!” she moaned out in a slight growl.
He pulled back up as his golden eyes began to rapidly tent teal, “I will not be gentle mate. You are sure?” he growled out again, he watched as she nodded, before she gasped as he had already sheathed himself within her. Her body was tight still even after wearing her out last night, he was never a happier demon, he took her only three times at a slow pace listening intently as he bottomed out and hit her cervix at the angle he had her hips at..
He growled low in his throat before he pulled back and started to piston within her, keeping her eyes on him as long as she could she could already feel her body coming to its first completion, her spine tingled, as she began to stiffen, keeping her eyes locked on his completely scarlet tinted eyes.
Her climax forced her eyes closed as she threw her head back, and shuddered, her walls caving in on him like a vice grip, he loved it as he continued on, the sounds of his balls and hips slapping against her clit and core, he leaned in and kissed her throat as he moaned out. Pushing through her orgasm he prolonged it as long as he could by slowing some, loving the velvet wetness that surrounded him as she came, allowing him to more with more freedom.
Moving fast again his pace quickened but didn’t want to cum like this, as much as he loved to watch her orgasm, his instincts were still screaming to pup her, and though they had slept knotted together he knew until he scented the pup laced thickly with her own scent, he would knot within her every chance he got. As he was not marking her he knew he would knot again.
Pulling out, he listened happily as his mate snarled at him for dismounting before he pushed her to the side, and quickly laid down behind her, no sooner did she understand what was going on he was sheathed in her again. Her back was pressed to his chest, they both laid on their right sides as his right arm wrapped around her so that he could grip her breast.
His left hand pulling her left leg over his on bent left knee so that her thigh rest upon his own, while his left hand found her clit, and began to torture her. She bared her neck to him as he kissed her and began to speak while still pistoning within her. “You like the way I fuck you, don’t you my bitch, Yes you do.” Kagome became wetter, feeling his heated breath upon her neck, loving his words.
She’d never thought that dirty talk while she had sex would turn her own so much but by the kami’s she wanted to hear him say more, slowly she realized that he’d slowed his paced and had left her hungry still for the aching force he used with her, before she realized he wanted an answer. “Y-yes, Kami’s YES!” she haggardly moaned out.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he grunted. ”Kami Kagome I love your tight pussy.” he growled against her throat as he tweaked her nipple, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. He growled out as he felt her cumming once more, and knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. Sesshomaru could feel his spine stiffening, he wanted her to come so he spoke again, having found she seemed to really like it.
“I’m going to fuck you until you’re pupped, hard, fast, and until you cry This Sesshomaru’s name.” he growled out as he came. Still pistoning in though jerking a bit more, Kagome came right after him at the feeling of the hot jets washing her insides. She panted, heaving as he continued to move until he could no longer do so, kissing her neck, Sesshomaru slowly lowered his leg and pushing her gently off of his own, groaning a bit at the added pressure on his cock, and twitching between the two of them.
He kissed his mates throat, as she reached up and tangled her fingers in his thick mane, liking the feel of him knotting within her, filling her completely. Connected to her in such a way he could feel her desire still, and could not help himself as his clawed fingers found her folds and the jewel within, very slowly his member pressed back and forth as his fingers began to work her, and all too soon she was again climaxing and forcing him to as well as her walls milked him literally.
He knew as she breathed out harshly that he would not take her again, she was exhausted all over again, not that he could blame her, but when she woke again, he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from finding heaven once more. Kissing her neck once more, he murmured, “Sleep.” watching as she nodded her head, Sesshomaru too fell into slumber shortly after checking to make sure everything was okay with his senses, a small smile on his face as his hand rested against her lower stomach.
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