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Adult ++
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14
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21,549
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76
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Reassurance
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA AND CO., NOR DO I MAKE MONEY FROM THIS.
****Warning: this is a lemon fic. If you are under age, stop reading. If that is not your thing, stop reading. All others please enjoy.*****
Thank you to Danyealle for beta-ing, all remaining mistakes are mine.
Reassurance
Sesshoumaru took a deep breath as he felt himself still spasming within her tight sheath. Her ink black hair fanned out across his feet and the floor below. The pert ass cheeks were still spread, giving him a wonderful view of her now vacant rear hole. His balls ceased again, under her finger’s assault along with the memory of being buried deep in the still stretched anus.
Looking at his reflection, he noticed how much of his control he had allowed to slip. His eyes glowed red while his facial markings and fangs were visible. He needed to regain his composure before she turned and saw him like this. However, it was hard to concentrate while his minx was probing him.
She was shifting too, trying to dislodge herself from swollen penis. This was wrong; she was not supposed to be locked with him as if they were some sort of dogs. Wait… how did she know that was what dogs did? She was a cat person not a dog lover.
Sesshoumaru wanted to growl when she removed her fingers, and then he wanted to yelp in pain when she used both arms to pull away from him with all her might. Yes, he enjoyed pain with his pleasure, and apparently, he enjoyed anal stimulation, but he absolutely did not enjoy the feeling of his package being ripped off.
“You will cease you attempts of separating,” he growled through clenched teeth.
With his command issued, he promptly grabbed both her hips and slammed her back onto his groin. Making sure that she could not attempt an escape again, he began to shift off the chair. Finally, he had managed to place her beneath him on her hands and knees. Every time she had tried to look in the mirror, he had quickly forced her head back down.
Once he had her small form caged under him, he whispered in her ear, “Who now, is in the position of the bitch?”
Her only response was to grind back into his pelvis. He groaned as he felt his knot move against her inner walls.
“Ka-go-me,” he hissed, “who is the one being filled?”
He licked her neck while grinding himself against her ass. Bringing one hand up, he quickly undid the clamps on her breasts. Now, he was able to tease and torture her nipples at his pace without her being able to find any relief elsewhere. His other forced feminine arms down to so that she had her forearms planted on the ground. He would not allow her to turn the tables on him again.
“The bitch is in the submissive position. This Sesshoumaru is no less of a male because he enjoys certain types of debauchery.”
Kagome felt the short strokes that he was making within her body, and she could also feel how every once in a while, it felt as if he was still leaking within her. Was that even possible for guys? She had always heard that it was woman who was capable of multiple orgasms. However, that was not the real issue here.
“If you like debauchery so much,” she panted, while his insistent hand continued to pluck and pull her nipples, “then why don’t you let my hands free?”
The question earned her a particularly rough tweak along with a bone jarring thrust.
“This about you learning your place, my little minx. I suggest that if you wish to retain your ability to walk, then you cease in your stubbornness.”
Kagome did not know if she should be more offended at the arrogant man who had her pinned, or that part of herself that was eagerly anticipating what he was going to do to prove his dominance. However, despite the internal struggle she was having, it was the part of her that devoutly believed in feminism ideals that gained the ability to speak.
“I am more than a simple cum receptacle. There is far more to me than the holes you can fit your phallus in,” she declared hotly.
The dark chuckle reverberated through even her body. She could not help but flush with anger at his reaction.
“This is not funny. I don’t know what you are used to in your debauchery filled life, but I will not spread my thighs for anything with a cock, and-“ She was cut off as his chuckle turned to a loud snarl.
“No! You will never allow another to touch you. You are mine, and this Sesshoumaru does not share what he reveres.”
Kagome was fighting the blazing fire that his actions were igniting within her blood, her nerves, her very being. But, it was false. No matter what he made her body feel, there was no way to classify this relationship, if it could even be called that, as anything except physical.
“How can you possible revere that which you know nothing about?” Her voice did not have the strength she wished, but at least she got the words out clearly.
Perhaps, her defiance was stemming from her questioning her worth. Well that was just stupid. Did he not tell her that she would have the privilege of carrying his pups? What greater purpose was there for a female, but to be a mother? He knew that he would come to hate the bra burners of a half century ago. Perhaps, it was better this way for her desires would be out in the open instead of hidden behind subversion.
She had been so malleable in the beginning, but watching her attempt to pleasure herself earlier tonight, he knew that it would not last for long. So, the best course of action would be to reassure her. However, this neither his strong suit, nor was it a simple task when he was knotted within her blessed heat.
There was one thing that he needed to know before he moved forward. “Kagome, do you regret your actions?”
Well that threw her for a loop. Never did she think that question would be posed by him. Would it not have made more sense for him to say something along the lines of, “You think this Sesshoumaru would lie?” However, what is said was almost the same thing as admitting he made a mistake.
“I… uh.” She knew she should answer, but at the same time, she did not want to lie. What answer could she give him that would be the truth, when she did not know the truth herself?
He forced himself to still all liberties he had been taking with her body. There was a bizarre feeling building in his stomach. If he had to name it, he would have to call it being… queasy? Was the great Sesshoumaru about to be rejected by a pint-sized miko?
“I don’t want to me some notch in your bed post, or whatever you do to tally your ‘conquests.’ I… I always thought that my first time would be with someone I loved, and who loved me in return.” She could feel the hot tears streaming down her face as she continued. “But then… I heard from all my friends that I was being childish, and that I was a hopeless romantic. They said that needed to wake up to reality.”
She allowed her body to be pulled back to his as he reared back on his hunches. The reflection in the mirror made Kagome want to close her eyes. There she was naked as the day she was born straddling his strong thighs while his member was embedded deep in her most private place. Her skin glistened with sweat, and her face flushed. Oh Kami-sama, could she look more like a whore?
The tears would not stop as she bared her weakness. “So, I tried to brush their condemnations off. It wasn’t wrong to hold the act of sex as sacred, but then I saw a glimpse of you. It was enough for me to pretend that you were the one doing everything while a pleasured myself.”
Her lip quivered as she tried to continue. “It was after we spoke that I realized how silly I was being and decided to go after what I wanted. I just never thought I would feel so cheap.” She could no longer stand to maintain eye contact.
Sesshoumaru stared at her crumpled form as he felt himself able to withdraw from her. “I admit that at first, it was this Sesshoumaru’s intention was not to carry this past one night.” He felt her stiffen at his admission. “However, I never would have bothered to learn your name, Kagome, if you were to be used as a whore.”
Hn, perhaps, he should improve his ability to comfort because nothing he was saying seemed to help. Damn, he was a being of action rather than words. He turned the listless woman and then gathered her to him. He rose to sit back in the chair.
Once they were again settled in their new position, he forced her to look at him as he leaned into kiss her tenderly. The kiss was kept soft and gentle while his hands caressed her in endearing ways. It took awhile for her to respond, but when she did, she had the fervor of a desperate woman. While he was more than happy with how things were progressing, he was not so stupid as to allow her to do anything that cause her any more self-doubt.
Grinding his hardened flesh against her, he questioned, “Is this, what you want?”
Kagome was not so far gone that she did not catch the double meaning in the question. Pulling back, she searched his lust-filled eyes. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally found within the amber depths what she was looking for. It was there, almost completely hidden behind steeled doors. He would not seduce her into an act that she did not want. Thinking back to all their interactions, and she realized that while he had been domineering, he had not forced her to do anything she did not want to do.
It was her desire that drove her to track him down at work. She asked him out. She invited him into her home. She allowed him to ravage her body. She had, more than willing, pleasured him in the restaurant. She had happily been his puppet. If she went through with this act now, then all blame would rest with her.
Yes, she wanted this, and yes, she could deal with whatever the fall out maybe.
She smiled as she took his cock in her hand. With tortured slowness, she slowly impaled herself. It was the first time in the youkai’s life that he ever made love. The tender act brought her to nirvana many times, but he could not find his.
Kagome noticed this, and issued the one statement she would never be able to take back, “Own me.”
His lips crashed onto hers. Owner her he would.
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… to be continued
AN: I have no idea where that sweet mush came from, but I went with it. I hope you enjoyed reading, and please review if you have time.
emmaren
****Warning: this is a lemon fic. If you are under age, stop reading. If that is not your thing, stop reading. All others please enjoy.*****
Thank you to Danyealle for beta-ing, all remaining mistakes are mine.
Sesshoumaru took a deep breath as he felt himself still spasming within her tight sheath. Her ink black hair fanned out across his feet and the floor below. The pert ass cheeks were still spread, giving him a wonderful view of her now vacant rear hole. His balls ceased again, under her finger’s assault along with the memory of being buried deep in the still stretched anus.
Looking at his reflection, he noticed how much of his control he had allowed to slip. His eyes glowed red while his facial markings and fangs were visible. He needed to regain his composure before she turned and saw him like this. However, it was hard to concentrate while his minx was probing him.
She was shifting too, trying to dislodge herself from swollen penis. This was wrong; she was not supposed to be locked with him as if they were some sort of dogs. Wait… how did she know that was what dogs did? She was a cat person not a dog lover.
Sesshoumaru wanted to growl when she removed her fingers, and then he wanted to yelp in pain when she used both arms to pull away from him with all her might. Yes, he enjoyed pain with his pleasure, and apparently, he enjoyed anal stimulation, but he absolutely did not enjoy the feeling of his package being ripped off.
“You will cease you attempts of separating,” he growled through clenched teeth.
With his command issued, he promptly grabbed both her hips and slammed her back onto his groin. Making sure that she could not attempt an escape again, he began to shift off the chair. Finally, he had managed to place her beneath him on her hands and knees. Every time she had tried to look in the mirror, he had quickly forced her head back down.
Once he had her small form caged under him, he whispered in her ear, “Who now, is in the position of the bitch?”
Her only response was to grind back into his pelvis. He groaned as he felt his knot move against her inner walls.
“Ka-go-me,” he hissed, “who is the one being filled?”
He licked her neck while grinding himself against her ass. Bringing one hand up, he quickly undid the clamps on her breasts. Now, he was able to tease and torture her nipples at his pace without her being able to find any relief elsewhere. His other forced feminine arms down to so that she had her forearms planted on the ground. He would not allow her to turn the tables on him again.
“The bitch is in the submissive position. This Sesshoumaru is no less of a male because he enjoys certain types of debauchery.”
Kagome felt the short strokes that he was making within her body, and she could also feel how every once in a while, it felt as if he was still leaking within her. Was that even possible for guys? She had always heard that it was woman who was capable of multiple orgasms. However, that was not the real issue here.
“If you like debauchery so much,” she panted, while his insistent hand continued to pluck and pull her nipples, “then why don’t you let my hands free?”
The question earned her a particularly rough tweak along with a bone jarring thrust.
“This about you learning your place, my little minx. I suggest that if you wish to retain your ability to walk, then you cease in your stubbornness.”
Kagome did not know if she should be more offended at the arrogant man who had her pinned, or that part of herself that was eagerly anticipating what he was going to do to prove his dominance. However, despite the internal struggle she was having, it was the part of her that devoutly believed in feminism ideals that gained the ability to speak.
“I am more than a simple cum receptacle. There is far more to me than the holes you can fit your phallus in,” she declared hotly.
The dark chuckle reverberated through even her body. She could not help but flush with anger at his reaction.
“This is not funny. I don’t know what you are used to in your debauchery filled life, but I will not spread my thighs for anything with a cock, and-“ She was cut off as his chuckle turned to a loud snarl.
“No! You will never allow another to touch you. You are mine, and this Sesshoumaru does not share what he reveres.”
Kagome was fighting the blazing fire that his actions were igniting within her blood, her nerves, her very being. But, it was false. No matter what he made her body feel, there was no way to classify this relationship, if it could even be called that, as anything except physical.
“How can you possible revere that which you know nothing about?” Her voice did not have the strength she wished, but at least she got the words out clearly.
Perhaps, her defiance was stemming from her questioning her worth. Well that was just stupid. Did he not tell her that she would have the privilege of carrying his pups? What greater purpose was there for a female, but to be a mother? He knew that he would come to hate the bra burners of a half century ago. Perhaps, it was better this way for her desires would be out in the open instead of hidden behind subversion.
She had been so malleable in the beginning, but watching her attempt to pleasure herself earlier tonight, he knew that it would not last for long. So, the best course of action would be to reassure her. However, this neither his strong suit, nor was it a simple task when he was knotted within her blessed heat.
There was one thing that he needed to know before he moved forward. “Kagome, do you regret your actions?”
Well that threw her for a loop. Never did she think that question would be posed by him. Would it not have made more sense for him to say something along the lines of, “You think this Sesshoumaru would lie?” However, what is said was almost the same thing as admitting he made a mistake.
“I… uh.” She knew she should answer, but at the same time, she did not want to lie. What answer could she give him that would be the truth, when she did not know the truth herself?
He forced himself to still all liberties he had been taking with her body. There was a bizarre feeling building in his stomach. If he had to name it, he would have to call it being… queasy? Was the great Sesshoumaru about to be rejected by a pint-sized miko?
“I don’t want to me some notch in your bed post, or whatever you do to tally your ‘conquests.’ I… I always thought that my first time would be with someone I loved, and who loved me in return.” She could feel the hot tears streaming down her face as she continued. “But then… I heard from all my friends that I was being childish, and that I was a hopeless romantic. They said that needed to wake up to reality.”
She allowed her body to be pulled back to his as he reared back on his hunches. The reflection in the mirror made Kagome want to close her eyes. There she was naked as the day she was born straddling his strong thighs while his member was embedded deep in her most private place. Her skin glistened with sweat, and her face flushed. Oh Kami-sama, could she look more like a whore?
The tears would not stop as she bared her weakness. “So, I tried to brush their condemnations off. It wasn’t wrong to hold the act of sex as sacred, but then I saw a glimpse of you. It was enough for me to pretend that you were the one doing everything while a pleasured myself.”
Her lip quivered as she tried to continue. “It was after we spoke that I realized how silly I was being and decided to go after what I wanted. I just never thought I would feel so cheap.” She could no longer stand to maintain eye contact.
Sesshoumaru stared at her crumpled form as he felt himself able to withdraw from her. “I admit that at first, it was this Sesshoumaru’s intention was not to carry this past one night.” He felt her stiffen at his admission. “However, I never would have bothered to learn your name, Kagome, if you were to be used as a whore.”
Hn, perhaps, he should improve his ability to comfort because nothing he was saying seemed to help. Damn, he was a being of action rather than words. He turned the listless woman and then gathered her to him. He rose to sit back in the chair.
Once they were again settled in their new position, he forced her to look at him as he leaned into kiss her tenderly. The kiss was kept soft and gentle while his hands caressed her in endearing ways. It took awhile for her to respond, but when she did, she had the fervor of a desperate woman. While he was more than happy with how things were progressing, he was not so stupid as to allow her to do anything that cause her any more self-doubt.
Grinding his hardened flesh against her, he questioned, “Is this, what you want?”
Kagome was not so far gone that she did not catch the double meaning in the question. Pulling back, she searched his lust-filled eyes. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally found within the amber depths what she was looking for. It was there, almost completely hidden behind steeled doors. He would not seduce her into an act that she did not want. Thinking back to all their interactions, and she realized that while he had been domineering, he had not forced her to do anything she did not want to do.
It was her desire that drove her to track him down at work. She asked him out. She invited him into her home. She allowed him to ravage her body. She had, more than willing, pleasured him in the restaurant. She had happily been his puppet. If she went through with this act now, then all blame would rest with her.
Yes, she wanted this, and yes, she could deal with whatever the fall out maybe.
She smiled as she took his cock in her hand. With tortured slowness, she slowly impaled herself. It was the first time in the youkai’s life that he ever made love. The tender act brought her to nirvana many times, but he could not find his.
Kagome noticed this, and issued the one statement she would never be able to take back, “Own me.”
His lips crashed onto hers. Owner her he would.
… to be continued
AN: I have no idea where that sweet mush came from, but I went with it. I hope you enjoyed reading, and please review if you have time.
emmaren