Lemon Lake

Disclaimer: I don’t own Sango, she is a work of the creative genius of Rumiko Takahashi, I just borrowed her for a little bit, so don’t sue me.


A/N – Another repost of an older story. I did not do a whole lot of editing to this one; I felt that it was actually pretty ok as it was. I hope you will agree.

Lemon Lake
An Inu Yasha Fanfiction
Written by Tsukashi

Sango watched the setting sun. A myriad of colors danced on the horizon. She sighed at the beauty of it. So much had happened since that fateful day. She wondered how much the events had changed her. She was no longer a girl on the verge of womanhood, she was now a woman. She held a lot of bitterness and resentment inside, all for Naraku. She hissed outwardly at the thought of that evil demon. So much pain and trouble he had caused the whole group, and continued to cause. As she reflected on events, she got a chill down her spine, like she was being watched.

Since she had left everyone back at Kaede’s hut, she knew it was not one of her friends. She sighed softly and casually turned to the side, all her senses at alert. She could see nothing in the deepening shadows of dusk. In a fluid motion, she moved to her feet, dropping all pretenses. She peered into the shadows intently, “Whoever you are, come out.”

There was no reaction to indicate that there was anyone there; no sounds, no movements. Maybe she was just being paranoid again, she had felt this way before, and no one had ever been there. After one more glance around, she turned back to her inner reflections. The sun had set, and the deepening darkness revealed a beautiful full moon, which reflected off of the water of the lake. Having had enough of her own thoughts, Sango decided to go for an inpromptu swim.

Sango chanced one more quick glance around, and seeing no one, she dove cleanly into the water. She surfaced and let out a small gasp due to the chill. She waited for her skin to adjust to the water, and began to swim leisurely around, enjoying the feeling of the water on her bare skin. She always felt a little naughty when she swam, there was the chance of someone seeing her naked.

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He let out a small sigh of relief. Once again he had escaped her notice. This was not the first time she had sensed him, but he was not ready to reveal himself to her. Of course, he never watched her while she was with the group. That would be too dangerous. They would pick up on him in a heartbeat. And although he was sure he could handle Inu Yasha, he was not stupid, and did not want to start a fight unless absolutely necessary. No, in this case he was not looking for a fight; he was looking for the quiet beauty that had captured his attention.

His breath caught in his throat as he watched her. She was pulling down her ponytail, and running her fingers through her hair, her head thrown back, eyes closed. She set the ribbon to the side, and began to slowly unfasten her exterminator suit; sliding it down her shoulders, he could feel his loins beginning to ache. She was sliding it past the gentle curve of her hips; he had to bite back a groan. She sat down and peeled it off each calf, flexing her legs as she did so. He felt another surge of lust as she stood completely naked, bathed in the full moon’s light. A slight breeze caused the ends her hair to dance around her high, firm breasts.

He came to a snap decision. Tonight was indeed the right time to reveal himself to Sango, in fact no time like the present. But, he could not just walk out there; she was, after all, a skilled demon exterminator. He would skirt the lake, and get in from the other side, and “coincidentally” bump into her.

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Sango dove under the water, and did not hear the small splash he made when he got into the water. He swam out to the center of the lake, had she gotten out when he was not looking? No, only a matter of a few moments had passed. She resurfaced mere feet from him. She immediately turned to him, sensing his presence.

“Who are you?” She immediately yelled at him, putting more distance between them.

“I am he who you have been dreaming of.” Sango blushed at that, her dreams had been rather vivid lately, although she never saw a face, but how could he know her dreams?

He moved closer to her, she veered to the side, but she was no match for his demon speed. She looked at him with fear and apprehension. “What do you want from me?” She demanded.

He gazed deeply into her eyes. “Maybe I should ask you that question.” Sango blushed deeper, she had to admit, he was very handsome, the moonlight reflected a well muscled neck, and shoulders.

“I…I don’t want anything from you.” She stammered. He chuckled softly.

“Oh, but I think you do.” He moved closer still, and Sango could feel the water swirling from his treading water. He was really too close for her comfort, she backed closer to the shore, just a few more feet.

“You’re not running away from me are you?” he asked in a seductive voice. This pricked Sango’s pride, she ran from no one, especially not a demon. Her feet touched bottom, and she glared at him. He smiled again. Her glare quickly turned to a look of confusion as he swam closer again. This time he did not allow her to back away from him; he moved in quickly and grabbed her.

She let out a surprised gasp, and began struggling against him. He just held her like that, waiting for her to realize the futility of her struggles, she finally looked up at him, and he leaned down and kissed her. Sango’s eyes widened and her nostrils flared slightly, no one had ever kissed her before, at least not in this manner.

He ran his tongue along the seam of her mouth, begging entrance, and she hesitantly opened her lips. His tongue darted into her mouth, and back out again. She relaxed a little, and hesitantly offered her own tongue. He darted his tongue back into her mouth and let out a small masculine groan when it came into contact with hers, she jumped slightly at the sensation, but did not pull back. This kiss was indeed one of the things she had been dreaming. Heat began to pool in Sango’s lower belly, and she let out a barely perceptible sigh. That was all the encouragement he needed.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him, again she jumped a little at the contact, he smiled inwardly, she was indeed a virgin, his virgin. He was going to savor every second of this. He let his hands roam downward, and grabbed her butt, and what a nice ass it was. He gently massaged her posterior, and she wiggled slightly against him, asking for more. He felt her arms go around him, and begin to play with the muscles on his back. He wanted her so bad, had ached for her for weeks now, while watching her from the shadows.

He trailed his hand up to her hip, slowly up her ribcage, towards her breast. She thrust her breast towards his hand, begging for his touch. He had not hoped in his wildest dreams she would be this receptive. Well… maybe in his wildest dreams. He broke the kiss, and lightly trailed his fingers across her breast, causing her nipple to peak. He teased around the areola, not actually touching it. He watched the emotions play across her face, the pleasure, the wanting. He lowered his mouth, and took her into his mouth.

Sango started at the feel of his hot mouth closing around her nipple, she almost pulled away, but he started suckling and liquid fire spread through her, she didn’t have the willpower to pull away. Her fingers threaded themselves through his golden hair of their own volition. He had one hand behind her back holding her in place, and the other made its way down her ribcage, to her thigh. Oh, he is going to touch me there, no, that is too embarrassing, I should pull away, she thought. His fingers tangled in her soft curls, and she started to pull away, he looked at her with passion filled eyes, and he touched her sensitive nub. She jumped for the bazillionth time since he laid his hands on her. Her eyes widened, and then her eyelids drooped slightly at the pleasure racking her body in waves. He gave her a lazy grin, and Sango melted like butter. She let out a low whimper. He locked his mouth onto hers and kissed her fiercely. Still kissing her, he scooped up into his arms and walked out of the water, laying her in a lush patch of grass. His fingers again found her sensitive nub, and she arched against him.

The delicate moans coming from his quiet warrior almost sent him over the edge. Just when he was getting ready to position himself between her thighs, she broke the kiss. She pushed him back onto his back, and straddled him, his member bumping against her damp inner thigh. She ran her fingers over his chest, causing him to shiver in response. She leaned forward and kissed him, their tongues dueling. His breath caught in his throat as she trailed kisses from his mouth, down his neck, until she found his nipple. When she started to suckle his flat nipple he threw his head back and groaned. Her hands trailed lower, her nails gently raking his belly, and she slid her body down lower, so she would have access to him. She sat up a little and studied his manhood.

Sango looked at his large member, this was like her dream, and in her dream, she had put it in her mouth, it had tasted good, like the essence of him. Did she have the courage to do it now? She lightly ran a finger over the tip, it was velvety soft, which surprised her, it looked so hard. She closed her hand over it, and he let out another groan. His head was thrown back, with his eyes closed. She decided to throw caution to the wind; after all, she was already in over her head, what difference would this make? A drop of fluid glistened on the tip, and she flicked her tongue out, tasting him. It was his turn to jump.

His eyes flashed open and he looked down at her, just as she closed her mouth around him. Oh Kami, she was a temptress. If he wasn’t careful, he would spill himself right in her mouth, and it felt so good too. She took his entire length into his mouth; sucking experimentally, her tongue probed around his tip… he couldn’t take anymore. He grabbed her gently and flipped her over. She was the virgin her, not he. He ran his tongue up her inner thigh and her legs fell open to him. He found her sensitive bud, but this time with his tongue. She began to moan and move rhythmically against him, throwing her head back and forth, as he explored her soft folds with his tongue. He could sense she was starting to get close to completion, and quickly moved over her, they locked eyes as he slowly slid into her slick passage.

My god! She is so tight and hot. He inched forward, mindful of the barrier he was about to come in contact with, when he butted up against it, he stopped for a moment, to give her time to adjust to his size. She began to squirm under him, and he pulled back and quickly thrust through her maidenhead. She let out a soft cry of pain, and looked at him in surprise. “I am sorry; I thought you knew it hurts the first time for a woman.”

She shook her head slightly to show she hadn’t known, her father had never explained sex to her. The pain was already starting to pass, and Sango wanted to feel him moving inside of her. She shifted her hips up slightly, and he took his cue, he began to move slowly, Sango could feel pleasure coursing through her. She wanted to scream with it, it felt so good.

He pumped into her, and she matched his pace, he was trying not to get too caught up in his own pleasure, so he could be sure she came first, he started to slow down getting too close, but she locked her legs around him and pulled him closer, bucking wildly underneath him, he realized she was about to cum, and let himself go, wildly pumping into her.

Sango screamed her pleasure as white hot darts of pleasure starting in her center coursed out through her body, sending wave after wave of euphoria through her. She barely noticed him tensing above her, and groaning in his own release, as his hot seed filled her. He collapsed on top of her, and they lay there contented, Sango twitched every now and then with aftershocks of the pleasure coursing through her again. He moved a little to the side, pulling her against him, wrapping his arms around her possessively. Her fingers idly played with his now dry hair, as she drifted into a contented sleep, there would be time to talk after a little nap she thought sleepily.

The End

End Note: I hope you like my one-shot lemon. This was my first one-shot I ever did, I always try to add more plot that a one-shot calls for, so this was a challenge. I had thought about adding more at the end, telling who he was, but I had such a hard time coming up with anything that didn’t sound cheesy. I thought of making him a lion demon, hence the golden hair, but in the end, I decided to leave it up to you, the reader.