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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Sesshōmaru/Kagome
Rating:
Adult +
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3
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8,633
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Spoils
Prologue:
“You’re mine!”
“Let me go,” screamed Kagome, “I’m not yours---I-I’m no ones!!”
Sesshoumaru had finally had enough of her insolence.
He grabbed her throat and forced her to hit the wall, hard. If Kagome thought for one moment she was able to get out of this, that moment was now lost. His eyes were completely cold, calculating. She saw it clearly. He would never let her go.
She tried to hit him, kick him, anything to loosen his grip. He was immovable. Her vision began to blacken from his tight grip. Perhaps, he really was going to kill her. Oddly, the thought was comforting, she’d see Inuyasha again, be home again, be happy for—
“Wake up,” he hissed as he slapped her across the face, “Don’t think for a moment I will make this easy for you.”
Kagome tried to give a retort, anything. But all she could do was focus on breathing again. She hated feeling so weak…if only Inuyasha was alive again. Tears soon clouded her vision. Against her wishes, they fell.
Seeing that she stopped her struggling, he led her to the bed. Any form of resistance earned her a glare that seemed to scald her soul.
“Remove your clothing.” It was not a request; it was a command, like most anything he said to her.
She promised herself that she wouldn’t cry, but it was proving even more difficult. Her lips began to tremble, and she pleaded,
“P-Please, don’t do—“
“Silence,” he said with a slap. The girl absently knew that she’d have bruises the next morning, not that anyone in this household would care.
With shaking fingers, she began removing her outer clothing. Noticing her slight acquiescence to the situation, Sesshoumaru calmed somewhat and watched her with lust-filled eyes. He no longer saw her as a mere human, especially with her part in Naraku’s defeat.
It began as a mild interest, which soon turned into an infatuation, a desire, and ultimately an obsession. The Taiyoukai simply used his brother’s death as an excuse to take her into his home. He would definitely make much use of her to pass the time. Perhaps, if he was kind enough, he would even let her enjoy it. Unfortunately for the girl, this would not be that time. He had to show her his dominance. After several hours in her presence, he knew that this was the only way to break her.
Fully bare before him, he slowly assessed what she had to offer. It was a pity that she would not live forever. The girl looked broken already with her hands shielding her breasts from his sight, even her posture seemed guarded. He was wise enough to know this was an illusion. She was far from submissive. He would take pleasure from this experience.
“Lay on the bed.”
She hesitated for a moment before he reached over and threw her body on top of it. It was then that Kagome really began to cry. Of all the ways her story would end, she never even remotely conceived of this, this nightmare.
Covering her eyes, she refused to watch him undress. She truly began to tremble more when she felt his weight shift the bed.
It was only when she felt his hardness brush against her thigh that she really lost her nerve. Quickly, she tried to scrabble away simply to have him grab her arm and yank her back. She screamed in pain with the force he used. He was a predator; he was ready for that. Instantly, she found her wrists bound by silken cloth. Still, she struggled but failed.
Seeing how difficult she was being, Sesshoumaru forced her legs apart and settled himself between them.
In one swift thrust, he forced himself within her tight confines. It took Kagome a full, long moment before her body could get over the shock of such a painful intrusion.
Kagome’s eventual screams only seemed to spur him on as he groaned with each powerful thrust. For the rest of the night, those were the only sounds that echoed from the room. None dared disturbed them.
With the first rays of morning, the sated lord opened his eyes. The scent of sweat, semen, and blood filled his nostrils. Smiling, he casually began kissing the neck of the warm body in his grasp. She tensed somewhat but didn’t dare move away. With that, the Taiyoukai remarked,
“As I said, you are mine. Don’t ever forget it.”
She never would.
“You’re mine!”
“Let me go,” screamed Kagome, “I’m not yours---I-I’m no ones!!”
Sesshoumaru had finally had enough of her insolence.
He grabbed her throat and forced her to hit the wall, hard. If Kagome thought for one moment she was able to get out of this, that moment was now lost. His eyes were completely cold, calculating. She saw it clearly. He would never let her go.
She tried to hit him, kick him, anything to loosen his grip. He was immovable. Her vision began to blacken from his tight grip. Perhaps, he really was going to kill her. Oddly, the thought was comforting, she’d see Inuyasha again, be home again, be happy for—
“Wake up,” he hissed as he slapped her across the face, “Don’t think for a moment I will make this easy for you.”
Kagome tried to give a retort, anything. But all she could do was focus on breathing again. She hated feeling so weak…if only Inuyasha was alive again. Tears soon clouded her vision. Against her wishes, they fell.
Seeing that she stopped her struggling, he led her to the bed. Any form of resistance earned her a glare that seemed to scald her soul.
“Remove your clothing.” It was not a request; it was a command, like most anything he said to her.
She promised herself that she wouldn’t cry, but it was proving even more difficult. Her lips began to tremble, and she pleaded,
“P-Please, don’t do—“
“Silence,” he said with a slap. The girl absently knew that she’d have bruises the next morning, not that anyone in this household would care.
With shaking fingers, she began removing her outer clothing. Noticing her slight acquiescence to the situation, Sesshoumaru calmed somewhat and watched her with lust-filled eyes. He no longer saw her as a mere human, especially with her part in Naraku’s defeat.
It began as a mild interest, which soon turned into an infatuation, a desire, and ultimately an obsession. The Taiyoukai simply used his brother’s death as an excuse to take her into his home. He would definitely make much use of her to pass the time. Perhaps, if he was kind enough, he would even let her enjoy it. Unfortunately for the girl, this would not be that time. He had to show her his dominance. After several hours in her presence, he knew that this was the only way to break her.
Fully bare before him, he slowly assessed what she had to offer. It was a pity that she would not live forever. The girl looked broken already with her hands shielding her breasts from his sight, even her posture seemed guarded. He was wise enough to know this was an illusion. She was far from submissive. He would take pleasure from this experience.
“Lay on the bed.”
She hesitated for a moment before he reached over and threw her body on top of it. It was then that Kagome really began to cry. Of all the ways her story would end, she never even remotely conceived of this, this nightmare.
Covering her eyes, she refused to watch him undress. She truly began to tremble more when she felt his weight shift the bed.
It was only when she felt his hardness brush against her thigh that she really lost her nerve. Quickly, she tried to scrabble away simply to have him grab her arm and yank her back. She screamed in pain with the force he used. He was a predator; he was ready for that. Instantly, she found her wrists bound by silken cloth. Still, she struggled but failed.
Seeing how difficult she was being, Sesshoumaru forced her legs apart and settled himself between them.
In one swift thrust, he forced himself within her tight confines. It took Kagome a full, long moment before her body could get over the shock of such a painful intrusion.
Kagome’s eventual screams only seemed to spur him on as he groaned with each powerful thrust. For the rest of the night, those were the only sounds that echoed from the room. None dared disturbed them.
With the first rays of morning, the sated lord opened his eyes. The scent of sweat, semen, and blood filled his nostrils. Smiling, he casually began kissing the neck of the warm body in his grasp. She tensed somewhat but didn’t dare move away. With that, the Taiyoukai remarked,
“As I said, you are mine. Don’t ever forget it.”
She never would.