Thunderstorms

This story is inspiration and my first challenge. I got the idea from my sister and from her stand point, I wrote this small little one shot. This is a oneshot based off the big story Im writing, not typed yet though. It will be apart of the sequel of "The Jewel of Four Souls." For those who like my stories, I am going to edit all of them to the fullest, so stayed tuned. I want to write more challenges, so submit some to me. As well, the series, with Inutaisho and stuff will be like 7 stories in all, with random oneshots. I will help you understand and add, what order they should be read in. When they are worked on, I will post it in my profile and with all these.

So this is to my sister, Cheryl. Thanks for the perversions, so that I could put my writing skills to something more useful than my own musings!!!

Summary: Inutaisho has a new musing, Seara. Seara has a secret fear of thunderstorms. This is the story of the extents these two go to, to occupy one another from the thunderstorm.


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Thunderstorms

The campfire glowed brightly in the distance as he approached. He could see his target and the others she accompanied. His sons sat silently, closer than he thought they would, as they ate. The distance between each other and its tensions, disturbed him to no end. He wanted so badly for his pups to get along and start acting like brothers, but right now, was not the time for that sort of musing. Both brothers’ packs slept in utter peace around the warmth of the fire. The only ones awake were Sesshomaru, Inuyasha, Seara and her childhood friend, Fransesco. This was perfect, for he would not have to go through so much to get his target, under his wing.

Inutaisho hid his aura as he approached the camp. He knew well the noses of his two sons, and he wanted to look upon them before they realized that he was there, amongst them. It was good to see his sons and their followers, fairing well in the face of Naraku’s war. He did not visit them often, but when he did, he made up for lost times. Tonight though, was a different story, Inutaisho had a new musing, Seara. She had caught his attentions, some time ago, when Sesshomaru placed that spell on her and she had come to him for advice. Though the spell was odd in nature, Inutaisho knew the reasoning’s for it, but kept his mouth shut. In order for Seara to learn the lesson of the spell, she would have to figure out his eldest son’s thoughts and reasons.

He had called counsel with his two sons, that fateful afternoon, and since then, he couldn’t get the human woman out of his mind. Her heart and soul was beautiful and she stirred something in him that he thought he never had. At first, he would find her, ever so often, and help her with her with her hopeful travels and learning process but as time went on, he found that he had rather enjoyed her company and started visiting her on more social callings, as his interest peaked. That was the problem with Inuyoaki, they were far too curious, almost cat like. He scoffed at the idea but knew it was true. As for now, the reason for his visit was far more personal. He wanted her for himself and decided, tonight, that he would snatch up the little beauty and carry her away for himself. She had wormed her way into his heart and now, he wanted and needed her. The great Inu no Taisho loved another human. This time, he decided, he would do it right and mate her. Past experience and lose was not an option, for this night, he would have her as his.

With that thought and determination in mind, he continued closer, hiding his aura, until Sesshomaru caught his presence out the corner of his eye. The eldest of his strong willed sons stood and lowered his head, in a light bow, and gathering the attention of the other occupants.

“Father, what do we owe this occasion?” Sesshomaru spoke in his calm, cool, baritone as Miyoga leapt up onto the former western lord’s shoulder and wept out.

“Hello, my master. It has been far too long. Please, sit with us awhile and tell us how you have been.” Miyoga pleaded with tears streaming down his tiny face.

Inutaisho sighed inaudibly as he set Miyoga on a close by branch leaf before lowering his gaze upon Seara. Her light green kimono hugged her form beautifully and he clenched his jaw at the feeling of his beast rising. He of course, worked to mask his scent of arousal from the others as they awaited his answers. She briefly looked up to him with her striking emerald eyes before averting her gaze to hide her blush. Her porcelain skin shinned with a deep blush that she, vainly, tried to cover with her reddish, blonde hair. So, he had an affect on the woman and that thought alone made him have to work hard to hide his smirk from pure ego.

“I actually can not stay. I have come for you, Seara.” He spoke in his rustic baritone, not giving away any clues to why. It was better for all not to know his purpose. She looked up at him in wonder as his wayward son, Inuyasha, let his mouth get the better of him.

“What purpose could you possibly have with that strange wench?” Inuyasha all but yelled while Sesshomaru gave his indications with a slight ‘hn’.

Inutaisho could feel his temper rising. This was not the first time that he had heard crude remarks from his sons towards the young woman and, frankly, it disgusted him. He could see her disappointment as she lowered her gaze, out the corner of his eye, as he turned a murderous glare upon his sons. This would be the last time that he heard this from them and now was the time to put his boys, in their proper place. It was time for a good lesson in fear, he thought mildly before his speed reached his legs. He was on the two astounded whelps before they had time to register what was happening. With calculated moves, he radiated his very powerful and angry aura to the surroundings, suffocating them with his dominance, at the same time, grabbing up each, in his two clawed hands and digging his claws ever so dangerously into their flesh. He tightened his grip, cutting off their air supply, ever so slightly, giving a clear warning before picking their feet from the ground and slamming them back into a near by tree, still holding their easily breakable necks. He lowered his face a hair’s breathe away from theirs and let loose a vicious growl and bared his fangs.


“You two ungrateful pups have learned nothing in my name. Seara has allied with you, yet you still push aside a fierce opponent for your enemy. Sesshomaru, you should know better than this. I raised you far better than that and will NOT tolerate any disobedience or disrespect from you, towards me and your allies. Inuyasha, I have not raised you, but you of all people should know what a true ally can do for you in the face of battle. Your hot headed behavior and loose tongue will only arouse my anger. I may not have been their before but I will put you in your place now. I am your alpha and you two will honor me and your companions. Your disrespect disgusts me and I will not take any more of it. Stop acting like children or I will treat you like children and beat you like one. You two deserve a good strapping like the insufferable whelps that you are!!” Inutaisho all but roared into their frightened faces.

The both of them worked to give apologies to the fierce yoaki before them. Their instincts telling them that their Sire was displeased and angry and that they should submit to the dominate male. Inutaisho dropped them both down, a scowl marring his perfect face as they fell none too gracefully. They sulked and grumbled as he stepped away.

“Silence!” Inutaisho growled down to the pair before walking closer to the trophy girl. Inutaisho could feel the tension and fear in the air and he almost nodded in approval in the change that happened almost immediately. The attitudes and tension with this whole group was wracking his nerves and if he had to assert his dominance on the whole lot of them, then he would. Stepping up to the lady of his choice, he offered her his hand and was almost overturned in his lust for her. The scared look of her friend occupied his mind and almost made him laugh outright.

“Come with me, Onna.” He spoke as Seara’s tiny hand fell into his much larger one. Her temper flared as fast as his could and the fire of anger rose in her lovely eyes.

“Inutaisho, I do have a name. Use it!” She spat out venomously.

“Don’t be tiresome. We have more important things to do, Onna.” He spoke, wrapping his arm in hers possessively and adding a bit more emphasis to the title he chose for her, just to piss her off. Smirking at her huffed expression, he couldn’t help but love her anger. Oh, how he enjoyed angering the quick tempered, wisp of a woman. She had always been much more arousing when she was angry. He looked back at her comrades and gave a quick nod at his handy work as well as a little goodbye before forming his demonic cloud under their feet and heading towards the sky.

“Where are we going?” Seara spoke through the breeze as they flew along. Looking into her eyes, he could see the tint of excitement and curiosity flowing through them. He loved that look. She looked at him that same way, when they shared their first kiss, so long ago.

“We are going to my palace in the demon realm. You and I have some pressing issues to deal with.” He spoke in his stoic tone, to hide the underlines of burning arousal. It was true that she had been here before, her sweet human presence in the demon realm of the mid heavens, not seen by just anyone, but any demon could see the palace in the sky just below the clouds. His mind was actually on the day she first came there, how she had asked for his favor, how he had got carried away, and about had his way with her. It had been a long time since he had companionship and she proved the perfect rutting partner at the time. She allowed it only so far, a few touches and kisses, nothing more. He could still smell her arousal, feel her heated flesh as he ran large hands across spread thighs, as he stood between the perfect pair and tasted her soft, sweet lips. He stopped the growl in his chest as he kicked his self in the ass mentally for not keeping her. If he had known and would have been more open then, he would have realized she would be a perfect mate and not just a good rut.

They landed before she could ask more questions and before he lost control. The winds were picking up around them as they made their way to the palace entrance. Inutaisho looked out to the wayward skyline and breathed in the formidable storm brewing to the east, far off. It cleared his mind and allowed him to think on something other than consummating the young female beside him. His sensitive nose caught the smell of rain and Seara’s beautiful spicy scent of sea salts and heady flowers. He closed his eyes while relishing the scents and the wind whipping his ponytail. He loved thunderstorms and it seemed to be headed their way. This could prove a very relaxing night for the both with sharing bonds and the coming rains.

“I believe we will be getting rain and it promises to be everlasting this night.” Inutaisho finally spoke, looking over to Seara as she looked off in the distance at the approaching, heavy clouds.

Seara thought on the contrary of her demon companion but she wouldn’t let him know this. She hated thunderstorms and was terrified by them. They made nights more like horror movies and spoke danger. Seara tried to hide her fear from the demon by her and for a moment lost her fear. His beauty was breathtaking and took her mind off of the appending doom out in the heavens. The moon adorned his dark indigo stripes, high on his cheek bones. His eyes were closed as if in a trance, making the magenta stripes that resided there, more defined. The wind caressed his bangs and whipped his endless hair in the wind and the way he stood with his head held high, defined his jaw line and making him more intimidating at the same time. He was beautiful for a man of his stature. When he spoke, she lost her breath in his deep, rustic, baritone. Seara couldn’t help but to loath his unearthly beauty. She looked out at the appending storm one last time before looking ahead and seeing the deadly and gorgeous yoaki heading in, his ponytail whipping in the wind with the ends of his twin tailed fluff, perched on top of his massive armor clad form.

“Are you coming, Onna? Or are you going to just stand there all night?” The said demon lord spoke in his dominance and sarcasm making her huff and quirk her lips in agitation while scowling. She followed him in, without a word, lest she rouse his more dangerous side.

Inutaisho led the way in, heading for his study as Seara followed. His eyes twinkled in excitement at rousing Seara’s temper, yet again. She was so hot headed and he liked pulling her strings a little bit. It made things more interesting but he didn’t press too much, knowing that it could cause a more heated argument between them both. She always seemed to hold back though. He knew this was because he, too, had an equally hot temper and felt it unnecessary for them to clash wraths, knowing he had the upper hand. She was a fierce opponent and would make a great partner in the face of an enemy but they both knew that his yoaki was still the greatest in existence and they left it at that. Finally making it to the study, they sat as he ordered tea and looked briefly at the scrolls on the table before turning his attention to Seara, whom sat so ladylike on the cushion to his left.

“So, I have been informed that Naraku has acquired more jewel shards, to be exact, all but Kagome’s three and your one. What are the plans on this matter?” he spoke as the servant served them their tea.

“I don’t know what the plans are. I have been excluded from the other’s dealings. Unfortunately, Sesshomaru will not lift the spell, making Kagome and I, Naraku’s prime targets. I feel that this spell is in his distaste for humans but I could be wrong. You can never know with him. The only reason I was in the company of your sons, were for the purpose of this shard I have. It seems Inuyasha has joined us for the same reason. The final decision lies with Sesshomaru.” Seara spoke with wise eyes and deep thought.

“Sesshomaru can be so stubborn at times. The ill tempered pup was not the legacy I had hoped for, the day I saw him into this world but I also know that not all his intensions are for grave purposes. Everyone must work together on this, I will tell you that much. None the less, I have faith that you can find a solution as well as learn the major lesson of this all, for you are strong and wise, as well the only human he seems to tolerate other than Rin. Major things will come from all this, but that topic is for another time. Enough of that, tell me, how are you fairing?” Inutaisho said knowingly, looking at the young woman from over his cup of tea.

“I am doing okay. I don’t have much company but the serenity of being alone has allowed me the opportunity to work with my powers and other creative sides. I have looked over the scrolls and books you sent me in demon mystics as well as worked with some of the other specialized yoaki sorcery. I have studied it all in full depth and it gives me an advantage on my enemy. Many think it strange that a miko knows demon mystics and sorcery but I don’t mind, I have grown to take on just about anything now. I know there is much for me to learn but what you have given me has set me on a good path. I hope that those items were returned to you as well as my token of appreciation.” Seara replied back.

She had thought enough on all he had done. He knew more than what he was letting on to knowing but she would take what he gave her for she knew that she learned better if she was given all this in smaller doses, for she could master each lesson with perfection, and that, she appreciated greatly.

“Ah, yes. Thank you for your gifts. They have been useful as well as the information that you have given on the scrolls and your art. You have such talent, Seara. Remember, serenity is key in solving puzzles and working with the yoaki bits my son has given you. It gives you a clear mind, so you may think things out and make more calculated decisions. I taught Sesshomaru the same way and knew it would work better for you, because you seem more open to the idea of helping others and not just oneself. He’s getting there though. I would not have not given you the information if I didn’t believe your small amount of yoaki would merge with your miko powers. Giving you this information shows you how to use both powers together and separately with ultimate perfection. I have more for you to read but as you know, most of the answers you need, will be something you must find yourself.” The demon spoke with a smirk.

“I have the feeling you already know what will need to be done for me but I understand that a lesson is not learned unless you face the experience, first hand. Or so you told me, once upon a time.” Seara said, remember her first lessons in this world.

“So you remember?” He said as a servant came in calling for the lord to fix a situation that had occurred with other servants and a few guards. He rose and excused the girl before saying his own pardon. “If you will excuse me, I have to deal with this matter. Please make yourself at home. Your room is how you left it.” Leaving, once said and letting Seara to her thoughts.

Seara had always loved the demonic realm. His home was so beautiful, built by only the whitest willow, bamboo and strong supports for privacy and strength. She found her way to her bedchambers. It was adorned with her collections of the future. Inutaisho promised to make sure that her things were cared for since the demon realm never really faded, just taken over by the next succeeding dog demon. The room was the same. The only thing she really cared for at this moment was the scents and getting ready for a quick bath. Finding a nightgown she went to the hot springs for a long soak, scented and comforting soaps and being in this house in general. Once bathing, she went to the library to relax by the fire, which was her favorite place to think. After some time of serene quietness, Inutaisho came in and joined her on the cushions in front of the fire.

“I knew I could find you here. You always come here before bed.” Inutaisho spoke, breaking the silence.

“It’s comforting.” Seara replied back, half dazed. Pulling her eyes from the fire, she looked upon her companion and noted how the fire glowed brilliantly with his tanned skin and also made him look like a predator.

“Let me escort you to your chambers. It is late and the storm is approaching, so rest, we can regain this tomorrow, hn? He asked, offering his arm.

Seara took the proffered arm, loving his concern as he escorted her back to her chambers. Once coming to the door, they embraced, for much needed contact and said their goodnights. Seara entered her bedchambers, Inutaisho’s scent still lingering upon her, and let the candles out. She wasn’t very tired, knowing that storm was about to hit but crawled under the covers no less. Before she could think on it, the rain started to patter down on the clay shingles of the manor in hard sheets. It came all too fast and way to strong for comfort. As the storm brewed, Seara started to get nervous. Her heart began to beat wildly as the storm shifted and started to rip around the house in violent waves. That got her out of bed quickly. If she was to overcome this, and keep her secret safe, she needed to create a diversion. Deciding on a little walk, she set out of her room, to clear her mind.

She tried to focus but she was beginning to panic. Her insides wrenched in fear as the house groaned in the attack of fierce winds, lighting and rain. Her mind started to take a different turn as she studied each painting she past in the halls. Before she knew it, she started to wander, aimlessly. She wasn’t sure were she was going but she climbed the stairs and let the dark halls guide her to comfort. It was like this demonic castle was taking her somewhere safe, somewhere that she didn’t have to really worry about anything, like the way the library made her feel at night. She didn’t know her way around the house, at all, but allowed it to guide her with the sounds of the storm, until she was stopped by the Inutaisho’s voice, swelling into the night and making her heart stop beating for a second.

“Seara, come here.” Inutaisho demanded, concerned for the young woman. He had lied awake in his bed all this time, not for the storm but for hearing Seara wander aimlessly around the house. She didn’t know her way but it wasn’t long before her natural scent laced with fear, fell right outside his chamber doors. It concerned and worried him to no end that she was afraid. He wondered why she would be afraid but whatever it was, he didn’t like that scent on her and wanted to get to the bottom of this, so to ease her afflictions. Tiny fingers slipped around the wood frame of the heavy, oak screen as she slid it open slowly. Her heated scent and fear poured in all at once, making him even more concerned. Ever so slowly, the tiny little woman in her little white nightgown, flowing to her feet, entered his room. She looked almost like a child as she stepped closer to his person, almost waiting for him to scold her.

Seara had been so beside herself in fear, that when she heard Inutaisho’s voice call to her, it made her even more nervous. He was awake and she felt it was her fault and for some reason, felt guilty. When she had entered his room, she could see his concern, on his face as he leaned casually back against pillows. If it wasn’t for rebellious moon streaks and lightning flashes, she wouldn’t have seen him at all. She tried to hide her fear of the storm as she came closer to him but it was hard when he never took his eyes off of her, like he was trying to read her. Her heart rammed in her chest with all of this, as well as the current state he was in. Casually leaning against the headboard of the European style bed, slightly under the covers and very under dressed. She couldn’t stop her eyes from wandering over his form and liking what she saw.

There he was, looking like a god with his endless hair spilling over the pillows and down his bare chest, no longer held in its customary ponytail, like the purest of liquid silver. It was thick and straight, conforming around his face and she had to fight to not just go up to him and run her hands through it. Letting her gaze go further, she could see his heritage was marked not only on his face but around his wrist and across his hips, coming from behind his back, to dip down into his sleeping hakama. She trailed her eyes from the ties of his hakama, which was all she could see, up his very built torso. Muscles flexed lightly in his breathing and the man looked even formidable, half naked in bed. His abdomen flexed deeply as he spoke and moved, breaking her from her delicious musing, and making her realize that she was staring.

“What are you doing up?” Concern and dominance laced in his voice as he sat up more to face her.

“I couldn’t sleep. I thought if I walked around a bit; I could clear my mind and finally get some sleep. You’re still awake?” Seara answered trying to make up a good excuse to ease his mind, and get his heated gaze off of her. She lowered her eyes, hoping he would not notice that she had been staring, nor that she was, indeed, afraid of the storm, or what he would say about her little fear. He would think it was ridiculous and she didn’t want him to think her weak.

“I wouldn’t be if a human girl wasn’t wandering around the house at all hours of the night.” Inutaisho returned the answer, amused at how she tried to hide her worry for being up and at how she fidgeted in front of him, for it didn’t pass his gaze that she had been staring at him with innocent lust.

“How did you know that I was up all this time? Are you following me?” She retorted, defensively as if hiding something.

“You seem to forget, Onna. I am a dog demon. I can hear you walking and I can smell you from far away, especially your fear.” He countered back, irritated that they were here arguing, when all he was trying to do was comfort her. He scowled lightly at the thought. She had nothing to say in return but her shocked and flushed look was priceless. Inutaisho smiled inwardly at this, knowing that he had won this small battle. The storm still brewed outside and yet they had gotten nowhere. Just as he was getting frustrated, lightening struck just outside the window, hitting a tree, most likely, and a gust of wind swung his balcony doors open with force.

Inutaisho had never seen a human woman move so fast in his life. Seara jumped in his bed and completely under the covers as the storm wreaked havoc outside. He couldn’t stop the hearty laugh at the ball of a woman, even if he wanted to. Oh, he could not let this one down but first he had to close the balcony doors before it blew debris into his bedroom. He got out the bed, all the while laughing, as the wind whipped in and proved for the whole uproar.

So much for hiding her secret fear, for when the storm ripped into the house, a little too close for comfort, she was in the bed and under the covers with Inutaisho before her heart could take another beat. His scent was intoxicating and his warmth wafted in on her. His laugh reverberated so close to her, darkening her mood and breaking her heart. She could feel her anger and sadness rising, that he was getting a good laugh at the expense of her fear, causing her to want to burn him a bit with her miko powers. Her better instincts told her otherwise but nothing could console her heart and she knew he may never take her seriously now. She couldn’t stop her tears from flowing with her anger and broken heart sadness but even as she cried, she got curious to what exactly he was doing, and just how much mirth was in his face.

She poked her head out the warm embrace of the oversized bed to protest with him, but instead, getting an eyeful of him out of bed, closing the balcony doors. The sight of his extremely long hair whipping in the wind as his back muscles flexed in his task, the thin fabric of his pants held his masculine form perfectly, just below narrow hips and a perfectly rounded bottom. His stripes apparently went down the back of his pants as well, making a full, indigo arc over his hips. Once the doors were closed, his hair lied still down his back to his bottom. Seara tucked her head back in the covers as he turned around and came back to bed but not without a glance at his lovely form, outside all that stuff he wears. She felt flushed with embarrassment and arousal at the man pulling the covers back to slip into the bed. It became almost too warm as he resumed his position, bringing back memories of her first time on this bed. The memory of being lifted from the floor to sit on the edge of the bed, the side she was currently balled up on, then opening her kimono at the legs to settle between them. Standing there, he had touched her exposed legs with expert hands and they shared their first kiss as he burned her with the heat of his body, flush up against hers.

Inutaisho returned to the bed to be embraced in the scent of Seara’s arousal. It was so familiar, yet heady, all the same. He sat still to keep from mounting his fragile, human companion, forcefully. It was still amusing to see her bundled under the covers like a child. She was afraid of the storm. He realized the moment she jumped into bed with him. That was why she had been roaming the halls. It struck a nerve in him that she did not trust to confide her fears with him, in fear that he would think she was weak. He did actually care for the tiny form, balled up beside him.

“The all powerful miko is scared of something after all.” Inutaisho joked a bit with the wisp of a woman but when he smelt the fresh flood of tears from her, for the first time, he felt like the biggest ass in the world. He tried to lighten the situation, not make it worse and here he was, doing just that. Fumbling in the covers, Inutaisho pulled the tiny form of his favorite miko into his lap. She fought against him in anger but he tightened his grip to calm her. She quickly strattled his waist and retaliated on him by forming a bundle of purification energy in her hand and looked upon him with a tear stained face, full of rage, before he could even think.

This was getting out of hand, and he knew it had to stop, now. He quickly snatched her by the throat, pulling her face to face with him and flaring his yoaki around him while forming the fumes of his poison claw to draw down her face in a warning. He knew she was angry but he would not relent and allow her to purify him in her overexerted temper. He had to show his dominance and take control of the situation.

“Seara, I have never used my yoaki against you but you’re treading on harsh waters. Use your purification on me and I will have to put in your place, bitch.” Inutaisho growled gravely against her lips as his beast hardened his features, making his markings more rigid in anger and carnal lust at the woman who dared to challenge him.

Her fear spiked as his poison wafted into her senses. She built the purification ball further, in defense, but did not move. She had not been in the mood for his games when he had pulled her into his lap. It angered her, that he had even made that remark. She had only meant to show that she wasn’t playing but as she watched his yoaki flare around him and how it changed his face, asserting his authority, she grew fearful. Even sitting in his lap, attack ready at hand, he still towered over her and scared her to pieces at the same time.

The gust of Seara’s breath against his lips almost made him falter but he would not allow her to defy him in this manner. He tightened his hold upon her neck further, knowing he was hurting her with his grip, but at this point, he cared little for her defiance.

“Don’t test my patience. Retreat and submit, Seara or face my wrath!” He threatened as he ran his claws further on her face, ready to draw the poisons from within, if necessary. She struggled not to inhale too much, as he watched her get slightly dizzy from the fumes before she squeezed her eyes shut, resealing her powers and baring her neck like a good bitch would, under his grip. He withdrew his poisons slowly, just in case she wanted to try something, still irritated at her rebellion. She submitted beautifully as the tears poured down her cheeks. His yoaki growled in triumph as he pulled her close and inhailing her scent across her neck, her tiny form quaking in fear.

All of this at once provoked his arousal and animalistic need to mark her, but for now, he was content with running the tip of his tongue across the tight flesh of her neck. He could taste her submission and her desires as he traced her pulse line, causing her to slacken against him. He had to struggle not to sink his fangs and claws into her lithe form and trying to sit still when his erection was growing so painful, all the while just trying to snuggle the female more to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and fisted his locks in her tiny fists as she wiggled in his lap, to show him that she desired him. She mewled as her center pulled and tugged down his erection, making him growl into the crook of her neck.

Seara relaxed against his form as he let go of her neck to hold her closer. He had been taking in her scent like any dominant yoaki would when he, surprisingly, ran his tongue across her neck. She shivered at how good it felt to hold him again as his heated breath excited her to her very core. Inutaisho always had a way with her. She could feel him growing erect under her. His dominance, alone, was enough to get her hot. She was soon lost in the hardness of his manhood rubbing away all her sexual frustrations. This simple fondling had her panties wet in moments and she was finding it harder to sit still and not beg for more. She needed more but she really didn’t know how to ask him for it and to be honest, she was scared he would deny her. He was intoxicating and she didn’t think she could take the rejection.

Inutaisho could not fight the temptation to run his hands up her bare thighs, bunching up her nightgown around her hips, reminding him of the familiar actions of intimacy with this woman. With the urge to touch those thighs again, so did the urge to kiss her once more. Giving in, he locked his lips with hers and tasted the sweet taste that was uniquely Seara. Gaining entrance of that flavorful cavern, he ran a hand across her cheek and with the other, fisted her hair, demanding to deepen the kiss he wanted so very badly. She submitted more into him, allowing him to take control. Not needing to guide her head to take on his own pace, he took hold of her hips and rocked her gently across his lap, causing her to moan into his mouth. He swallowed her lustful cries, still holding on tight.

It had proved too long that she had really did miss this man’s, well demon’s, touch. The tensions were just too much and she gave in, throwing her head back, mewling into the night, enjoying the touch of him so much. She knew she would not deny him this time around and gave in to the carnal delights, growing around and in the pair. They built a rhythm easily as the storm brewed, further, outside. Seara followed Inutaisho’s lead as he set the pace, keeping her hips rocking across his lap. She dug her nails into his shoulders gently as he, ever so often, would thrust his hips up into her center.

Inutaisho was a happy demon right at that moment and nothing in the world could have pulled him away from this. He watched with interest at how she changed from the innocent miko to a lustful vixen, almost before he could register it. So far so good, he thought, mildly, to himself as he let his hands venture further. Up over her hips, to her waist, growling in his throat at how he could fit his hands completely around her waist. Her movements were becoming fuller and he worked not to shred the little undergarments she wore, open the flaps of his hakama and slam her down his length but he waited. Instead, he lifted the thin nightgown over her head, exposing her ripe breast to him, immediately making him run his hands up her back and bringing her close so that he could have a taste of the twin mounds.

Seara squirmed and moaned out more, as the nightgown was removed and his mouth worked over each breast. He would kiss them so gently before biting and sucking, leaving her panting and digging her nails across his scalp. Feeling his growls of approval, she nestled his head to her chest and let the feeling of the bliss between them, taking her over. This was too much and she needed some contact other than the lower region gently pulled by his engorged erection rubbing along. Summoning all of her courage, she looked upon his face, seeing that his yoaki was surfacing for totally different reasons and made her thoughts to him known.

“Inutaisho, please?” she meekly asked out, but the sudden spark in his reddening eyes, was enough for her to know, that he heard her correctly.

Inutaisho caught the scent of her full arousal and knew that it was time to move on from this “rub me” game. The glorious heat was amazing but when she asked for something more, without really saying it, he knew she was ready for him. He smirked feral like at the young woman, knowing he would not deny her, and gave a final thrust just to see the arousal on her face before continuing on. He quickly had her under him as he settled between her thighs, ravishing her in a searing kiss. He ran his hands over her as if he may never touch her again, thinking perhaps, momentarily in the back of his mind, that he may scare her but as she bucked her hips up to his grinding ones, he knew otherwise. This was heaven and he almost wondered when he had died and deserved such a gift but his musing was stopped as he let his thoughts go and descended from her hot mouth, down. He tasted her neck first before going back to those lovely mounds, to pay homage to each twin as she cradled his head and mewled out more for him.

Seara had almost gotten scared with the look that he had given her but the pleasure she was getting now, made her forget her worries. His hot weight, hovering over her and also being placed under his grinding hips made the young woman sigh out in complete contempt. Once placing light kisses across her stomach, the demon lord pulled away, surveying the undergarment she wore before shredding it useless and discarding it to the floor with the nightgown. She had liked that underwear and almost scolded him for his actions but he pulled her attentions to a different subject. With interested eyes and gentle hands, he parted her legs, fully, and surveyed her innermost secret spots.

Inutaisho could feel her wonder and temper rise at how he had treated her underwear, but at that moment, he would hear none of it. He looked up to the woman before him, momentarily, confirming his suspicions about her temper, before letting a growl of warning loose, to show her to keep quite about such trivial matters. He allowed his gaze to take in her full, nude form. She was perfect in every sense of the word. She surpassed any demoness that he had ever known, and well surpassed any human ever to live in beauty alone. She was lean and muscular but supple in all the right places with ripe breast, full bodied, child bearing hips, forever going legs, curly locks spread out on the sheets as a stain painted her china doll face. He let a hand wander in between her thighs before, slipping over a small patch of dusky curls and divulging into wet folds, open like a lotus flower. He growled at the slippery feeling of her womanhood, her scent and her sharp intake of air.

Seara closed her eyes, as a single digit learned and caressed her most intimate spots. It felt so right, being the very first, direct, touch between the two as if the fate of this moment had been preplanned by a higher force. Losing the battle of control, she ever so slowly, lifted her hips up in sync with his roaming finger. Shivers ran up her spine, as the said finger left but the claw remained, to run in slow figure eights around her bundle of nerves and opening. Feeling the sudden removal of his finger, Seara looked up to her demon lover to watch in awe as he tasted her essence on his digit all the while, his eyes deepening to a dark ruby hue. His looks were completely demonic in all sense of the word but under his hungry gaze, lied devotion, need and care. Seara knew it was important to follow his commands, if he made any, at this moment or risk harm or perhaps death. Demons were sensitive to mating and marking, when the time rose, and when their beast was surfacing, it was important for the recipient of dog demon males to respect the dominance of their alpha. She knew that she was considered the bitch, technically and loosely speaking, and that she had to respect her place as that, even if she wasn’t of inuyoaki linage.

Inutaisho let his yaoki flare out, to burn some excess energy, to prevent his inner yoaki from taking full control. It was not something he thought the young human women would like to see, him changing into his true form from his beast and its inability to restrain itself. He knew without a doubt in his mind, that he would mate her this night but also knew the full risk involved in this type of union. It was not uncommon for them to die and he swore by all the kami, that he would do this right, this time around. Her scent lingered in the air like sweet wine and as he touched her, he could not resist the urge to have a taste of her divine sweetness. He wondered what a miko would be like to his beast, but as soon as he put that finger into his mouth and her innocence and amazing flavor exploded across his tongue, he knew he had to have that taste from the source. With a devilish smirk that he was sure she could not see, he lowered his face to the source of that amazing flavor and looked directly upon her desire. She was ripe and more than ready for the taking but he would not continue on without having the taste of her orgasm in his mouth, lasting for days. Inutaisho inhaled deeply before dipping his tongue into the sweet folds that made her a woman and tasted her first hand for the first time.

Scenting was important to inuyoaki, this Seara knew, but to feel her demon lover’s passion and scent his arousal, astounded her. She blamed it all on the spell and its advantages, as well as bad parts but her musing was dropped as soon as she felt the appendage she so loved to taste in her mouth, explore her folds with slow, calculated swipes. ‘oh, kill me now’, she thought as her hips jolted up to the delicious feeling. Clawed hands came around her thighs to settle on her hips, lowering her back down to the bed, as the demon lord had his way. Seara tried to relax but as she quaked in anticipation, she found it only got better. He worked her like a fiddle and she could no longer hold back much. She allowed her hands to wander down to the man below so that she could caress him. Her bravo became stronger as she ran her hands across his slightly raised markings, over smooth cheeks just to grip that silver mane and gently thrust her hips up to his expert mouth. She didn’t want to anger him with impatience, so she worked slowly, moaning out to night, wanting to share how amazing this moment was.

Inutaisho almost snarled out at how much better she tasted, from the source of her arousal. He had expected their to be more hair but rather liked how soft and smooth she was as he swiped his tongue over all the exposed flesh from the crack of her ass up to those lovely earth toned curls, perched atop her pelvic bone. If it was not a serious moment, he would rub his face into her apex like the dog demon he was but for now, he was contempt with spreading her with his nose, getting more of that amazing smell before pressing the tip against her bundle of pleasure and dipping his tongue into her hot opening. She was tight, too tight making him growl out, yet again, at the wonderful feeling of her walls clenching his tongue. He tasted everything within reach before removing his tongue to be replaced with a single finger. Mindful of his claw, he worked the small entrance, open. It was vital that he do this, lest he hurt her. She was too small to receive him now, but with a little work and luck, she would receive him, fully, without too much pain. Slipping in another finger, he swiped his tongue around that nub of pleasure, spreading her legs further and preparing that small opening for something much larger.

Seara worked so very hard not to thrash into his face. She was close, so very close, to reaching her completion. It amazed her that the most powerful demon was skilled in more than the arts of war. He was passionate in all the aspects of his life, this proved to be no exception even if she should have expected it. Seara gasped out, breathlessly, as he would alternate his fingers with that hot appendage in his mouth, impaling her with each, with precise thrust. She was feeling her playful side surfacing, as she gripped his pointed, yoaki ears in her small hands and thrust up, ever so often, pinching the pointed ends. Giggling at how he growled and purred like a content puppy, she continued to play a bit as she tried to hold on to this feeling a moment longer. With her actions, came consequences as he pulled away slowly to look upon her with the look of the devil on his beautiful face. She frowned out a bit and followed his mouth with her hips, hoping to get back the closeness once, but he held her down with his powerful hands and bared his fangs at her with a bit of a sinister smirk. Placing wet kisses on her right thigh, he played back knowing he was so close to giving her what she really wanted

“You’re a tease, Seara.” His deep register rumbled up, lowly, to her between his kisses, pecking the tip of his tongue on her nub. She whimpered in need but he would not give in, continuing his horrid teasing and smiling more at how two could play the game she started.

“Damn you, you agonizing bastard. Finish what you started or I’ll…I’ll…….I’ll pull your ears off!” She huffed, struggling to come up with a good plan and taking his ears into her hands. He growled at her and smirked, mirth and a wicked plan, twinkling in his eyes.

“Mmm…..naughty girl.” He spoke huskly at her before slamming two long, expert fingers deep inside her and sucking hard on the bundle of nerves that held her pleasure. Seara jerked at the sudden movement and wailed out in broken cries as each thrust brought her closer to something powerful. He continued on, pulling out slowly, just to slam them all the way back in. He pushed hard enough to rock the beautiful woman back and forth across the bed, in time with each thrust.

“I’m going to have to punish you for that infraction…….” Inutaisho purred out seductively, looking up at her with heavy lidded eyes, gauging her reaction and shinning with mischief. “…Severely! You are in trouble now, Onna.” He finished his remark, allowing his voice to drop several octaves and taking on a bit more of a serious tone.

Inutaisho loved to play and Seara doing just that provoked him to no end to want to make her scream. He would enjoy ‘punishing’ her and pay she would. Flicking the tip of his tongue on her nub, every once in awhile, he curved his fingers up to her pleasure point and pushed with even, full thrust, not slowing down but continuing on to push her to her peak. He watched her face with interest as it contorted slightly with pleasure. He knew she was close and wanted to see her face when she came undone. Her brow furrowed, eyes squeezing shut as she began to crest and her juices began to flow more. Her orgasm hit all at once and as she screamed out making him give up watching to replace his fingers with his tongue. Her walls fluttered about him and her essence coated his tongue. Wanting more of her sweet nectar, he sucked her entire sex into his mouth, causing his fangs to run on her flesh and all these actions, to prolong her glorious orgasm.

Seara forgot how to breathe and produce coherent thoughts as he thrust his finger into her as if he had mounted her. She gasped and moaned out brokenly at the change of his pace. It was so very sudden but it was bringing her close, and fast. Before she could take another breath, she collapsed, squeezing her eyes shut and screaming in the intense pleasure of her orgasm. Colors burst behind her closed eyelids and tears formed at the powerful orgasm as her walls convulsed around his tongue and in his mouth. Seara tired to breathe again and relax her shacking body as her demon lover licked, languidly, away her essence. She tried pulling back from the sensitivity but he was determined to have all of it and held her down till he decided he was finished. Just when she could no longer take it, he pulled away from her, sitting between her shaking legs and rubbing them as she came down.

Inutaisho finally got to taste her peak and it was intoxicating, her miko powers radiated in her flesh and essence, flaring on his tongue like warm fire and heating his throat like fine sake. Determined to have every last drop, he lapped at her until she stopped flowing as she finally let go of his face in her death grip and stroking his hair in her way of appreciation. Seara’s screams and flavorful wetness was enough reward for him and when she finally rested her hips back down on the bed in exhaustion, he pulled away and comforted her shaking. He wanted to see her more fully. With that in mind, he sent out a flare of his energy whip, he lit several candles on a nearby table so that he may survey her more fully in its light. She was beautiful; flush painting her face as she panted her bosom heaving and a light sheen of sweat glistening on her flesh. She surprised him by pulling herself up, once catching her breath and crawling to him on all fours before pulling the front of his hakama down and admiring his endowment.

Seara was thankful for the blessing he had given her. She opened her eyes at the sudden light of the candles and looked at her demon lord. His eyes were surveying her with lust and admiration. She looked him over and noticed the very obvious bulge of his own desires. She then realized, more than ever, that he had yet to receive anything from this coupling so far and that made her come up with a plan. She had to admit, that she was curious about his erection and what he looked like. So summoning all the courage possible, she knelt before him and pulled his erection free to look upon it. She let her gaze fall from the silver happy trail that went down to nestle him in almost blue curls. She was a good distance from him but she continued her descend to find that the tip of his erection was a mere inch from her lips. Knowing that demons were more endowed that humans, she was surprised that he was this endowed. Huge was the only word she could think of and she grew fearful at what he would do to her with that thing. Despite her fear she put her plan in action and placed a gentle kiss on the tip before pulling the head into her mouth.

Inutaisho gripped her hair and gritted his teeth in the amazing feeling of her hot mouth swallowing him. Slowly but surely, she slid down his length till he hit the back of her throat. He couldn’t help but sigh out and let his head fall back as his manhood continued down her throat and her hands worked him over. The feeling was amazing but he knew that he couldn’t allow it for too long, unless he spill in her mouth. Enjoying it for a moment longer, he admired the dip in her back and the curve of her bottom before pulling her gently off of him and throwing her down on the bed. Her surprised look was priceless as he pulled the sheets down to the end of the bed, pushing the pillows to the headboard and making room for them. Mission in mind, he glanced over her closed eyed face of relaxation as he stood and removed his cloths and reemerging back into the bed to finally consummate with the woman he had wanted for his wife and mate for so long. When he had settled on his haunches, he snatched her up into his lap at her sudden surprised look at his fully nude form. Settling her, he latched his mouth back on hers for a heated kiss.

Saying that she was nervous was an understatement. She was utterly frightened at the man before her. Her stomach dipped into her stomach as the demon of her desires, set himself back into the bed and catching her before she could think to run. Her fear was from the thought of the cons of the spell that merged the jewel shard near her heart. In order for the shard to be set without it being corrupted or corrupting her, she had to be of the purest body and mind, therefore resealing her virgin barrier, to make her physically pure. The first time had not proved fun and she really didn’t want a repeat, knowing that this would likely be worse but she set her jaw as she looked upon his face, to gauge his thoughts that played so well in his eyes. His face was stoic, much like his eldest sons but his eyes were the key, they showed his emotions, including his clear lust. She knew that she had to deal out her part. She could see that he was reading her reactions, giving her time to back out but she could also see his need and hope that she would not choose such. Seara also knew that if she backed out later, that their coupling could prove to be forceful and that wasn’t an option in her mind. Clearing her mind, she wrapped her arms about his neck and gave into the man before her.

Inutaisho could feel her fear before he had even sat down and he worked to comfort her. Yes, he wanted her but more than ever, he did not want to force her to do this. It was important for both partners to be willing recipients if the mating was to be successful, thus creating a true and powerful bond. With this thought in mind, the demon lord nuzzled his nose into the miko’s neck and pulling her flush against him so to comfort her. She held onto him and as he worked a slow rhythm of kisses to her neck, she relaxed further into him before reaching her hands to his twitching organ and pulling on it. Inutaisho rumbled against her jawbone and ran his hands across her hips, setting the pace that would later come into action. She finally relaxed fully but not without a nervous aura, allowing full access to her. He did not doubt her fears, for he knew her innocence was still intact and continued a slow pace for her to adjust to him. Laying the two down, he leveled himself over her and positioned himself at her generous apex and wet himself in slow strokes to her center. She mewled out as he finally set his engorged head to her opening.

“Ready?” He questioned the young woman, determined to hear her say yes so he would be sure as he pulled her legs higher upon his hips.

“Yes.” Seara replied back, barely above a whisper while trying to slow her over beating heart and enjoy this.

Seara took slow even breathes enjoying the feeling of his warm appendage against her opening while also trying to ease her mind about the fear of the pain she was sure to feel. She was allowed one more calming breath before the man above her leveled himself between her thighs and bared his weight down, allowing the oversized tip to stretch her open. Seara could feel the stretching becoming almost too much but also knew, he still had much more to place inside. Her head was cleared as her demon lover set his hips in full position and entered her completely in a single stroke. Her maidenhead burst and her walls were forced open, catching her breath in the sudden intrusion. Her mouth was covered by his as all the pain came at once making her cry out her distress to his warm cavern as she dug her nails into his back. The pain was intense as she tried to learn to breathe again and even though she tried not to do so, the tears poured out of her closed eyes to stream down her face. He was too big and she tried to pull away but he scooped her weight up into his arms and held her to him.

Inutaisho knew he would hurt her no matter what preparations he took but also knew that if he saved her the pain of a slow penetration and entered her quickly, the pain would not be so overwhelming. Calculating everything to the T, he bore into her in fluidly, setting himself all the way the root. It took every ounce of his will power to sit still. She was extremely tight, almost painfully as she gripped him surely like a vice. The smell of her tears and fresh spilt virgin blood invaded his senses as he kissed her shrill cry of pain away. He would wait for her but it was hard to do so as she fluttered around him. Licking her tears away, he set on his forearms and rubbed his cheek up to hers as she gasped and shook violently against him. This was the worst of it; he was sure and tried to calm his ever growing need to push as his beast was surfacing. Pulling his face from her, he studied and found her calming and her walls finally relaxing around him, thus pleasing him greatly. Trust was already forming, enlightening a fire in him as he set to the pace of rubbing his lips across her parted ones and starting a slow rhythm, in and out of that sweet cavern.

Seara worked to calm her breath as she felt as if she was ripped apart from the inside, knowing that as the demon held her, she would not get free, nor would he truly hurt her. Something in her settled her mind, something untold and she found that the more steady breathes she took, the calmer she became. Inutaisho started to move in her as the pain became a slow throb but they weren’t out the woods yet. It was painful but necessary to work her open, if she wanted to enjoy this. So, Seara worked on those even breathes further and focused on the rose petal, textured lips barely upon hers. It paid off. The throb left and a warm feeling started in her belly, spiraling throughout her body. The friction was glorious and she gasped at the feeling, tightening her legs at the heat that was building so very quickly. It was confusing but yet, welcome. Looking up to her demon lover, she found that he was looking straight at her, making her heart beat wildly in her chest. A look crossed his eyes as he rotated his hips within her, making her bury her face in the crook of his neck, and gripping her hands in his broad back. She had died, and this was heaven.

Inutaisho was washed away in the waves of pleasure. The tiny woman under him was responding so very well and rode the tide with him. Inutaisho could remember doing this twice before, in some close relationship to this, but never had it been this way. He knew he did not truly love Sesshomaru’s mother and didn’t love Izoayi until after they had paired. This was knew to him but none the less, he continued wanting more of the amazing feeling of being one with the woman, in every way possible. His mind was cleared of any past mistakes of his as the said woman arched up into him and gripped a handful of hair while digging nails in his back. He could smell her appending orgasm but little did she know it wouldn’t be the last. He wanted everything he could get out of her before he let her up and he worked on that task. Nothing else in the world matter at that moment but him making love to his woman. His….now he knew with that making that kind of claim, his beast was raising more to prepare for when he marked her. Perfect, this was going perfectly to plan as he drowned in the feeling of her walls milking him for everything he was worth. It was too perfect, the feeling of her pleasure as he, almost had to force himself inside. Her walls were reluctant but as he looked upon her face again, he found that she was more than willing. He settled his body more up against her, feeling her pert nipples slide up against him and worked her over like he would die the next moment.

It was almost time, thought Seara. If he continued those expertly long and painfully slow thrust with just the right curve to it, she would come undone at any moment. She held on for dear life, almost scared of the appending orgasm since she never experienced one that was building in this magnitude, nor with intercourse itself. This was also new to her, considering no other man ever really cared. She wondered if it was a demon thing but didn’t care as the thrust became fuller, making her hold him tighter and crying out. The pace quickened and his tongue dipped into her mouth at her sudden exclamation, making her pant, outright, in the amazing feeling. She didn’t know if she could hold on. At that moment, the said demon pulled away from her and allowed his hands to glide over her before taking hold of her hips in place without even missing a beat. Seara held on to his hips as he sat up against her and thrust her harder across the sheets. She gritted her teeth as his tip pushed with force, against her spot of pleasure deep inside. She could hold on no longer and let go. Her back arched harshly from the sheets as she held on to those hips and her toes curled against his bottom. Star shot though her vision and she screamed out as she felt like she was being consumed in strong fire.

The demon lord worked with a patience he didn’t know he had but as she gave in more and the feeling of her orgasm coming so close to the surface, he knew pushed further, testing the limits a bit. He pushed fully, until he was all out fucking her. She came undone around him, causing him to grit his fangs and suck in the air harshly at the euphoric feeling. With every withdrawal, he would be sucked back in as her walls sucked on him and spread her rivers of sweet release over his erection. He was quickly addicted and wanted more. As soon as his beast roared within his body, he flipped her over and pulled her to the side of the bed, leaving her feet dangling and her wonderful sex, exposed to him. She rested upon her forearms, looking back at him in shock as he stood at the end of the bed surveying her. Without a second thought, Inutaisho relished that look on her face at that moment and set a bent leg to the end of the bed and entered her with force, growling out at the sight of his endowment sinking into her. He knew he was becoming more animalistic but knew he wanted her in the true dog demon fashion of mating. She proved herself worthy mating material and that made his true nature come forth, spurring him on to take her like a yoaki bitch with all the accessories included.

Seara didn’t know how to react. One minute she was coming undone, the next, she was pulled out of her relaxation and place on all fours. The demon lord allowed her no moment of reprieve as he plunged forward and continued with the same force. The rhythm built quickly and she arched, holding onto the sheets in tight fist and screamed out another orgasm. They were coming too quickly and she wasn’t sure if she could take that kind of thing. He was becoming forceful, throwing her back and forth across the line of pain and pleasure, insuring more sweet releases. Seara couldn’t take the pleasure and tried to pull forward, only to make it an inch before a warning growl tore from the man behind her and a hand pushed her back down. The said hand gripped her hair and held her in place, as another one rested upon her hip as the thrust never stopped but came out more powerful. He was almost dislodging her uterus and she was sure if he didn’t have her by the hair, he would pound her into the bed. The new hold and thrust made her came harder and thrust back, to the best of her ability, wantonly like a bitch in heat. The ruthless sex, for some reason, felt great and she felt like she could trust him at the same time. His dominance was almost suffocating and his aura ripped around and caressed her at the same time. She rested her face on her arms at the overwhelming feelings and tried to hold on while his demon strength and love enveloped her.

He was lost, this was sure but tried to hold out the mark for when he tied within her. It wouldn’t make a life bond if it wasn’t done at the right moment and he would be damned if she wasn’t marked. Their voices mingled as the heat built to extremes and sweat formed upon their flesh, causing a light, glowing sheen. The woman spurred him on with her screaming. Though he had to reprimand her, it paid off as she turned to a vixen, throwing herself back into his forward thrust. He smiled outright liking the idea. So, the little girl liked it rough and he would give her just that. He thrust harder, hitting her cervix each time and coming closer to his end. He could feel the knot forming and worked deep thrust to make it build. At its peak, she came at the feeling of the knot rubbing along her opening before he tied, hard. His beast surfaced fully, making his eyes at its darkest, almost a blackish crimson as he felt the bloodlust rise. He pulled the tiny woman to him and traced his tongue on her pulse point, unable to thrust forward, before sinking his elongated fangs into her flesh. She gasped out and slackened as he growled out his completion, filling her with his seed and marking her, his. He had to force his fangs away to breathe, at the strong ending, shaking him to the core. He scented her while he waited for his breathing to really come forth, smelling that the mark settled and the mating complete. Licking his mark clean, he then laid them down until the tie would break.

Seara eyes opened wide as he tied within her. Demon’s only tied when they wanted a mate and to create offspring, at the same time. Many could pup their woman without the tie, but he had. She gaped out and gasped as his fangs buried into her pulse point. The warmth spread out of her body, forcing her miko powers to merge with his, to bond. She relaxed as his seed spilt forward, consummating their union. She was surprised that he had marked her, and the union formed the life bond of demons. That would have meant that he had wanted her as his mate before this moment. She pondered the thought tiredly as he licked the wound clean before laying them down. She could feel Sesshomaru’s spell holding with Inutaisho’s yoaki, so that the shard didn’t harm her. She was thankful for this but it still meant she had to solve this puzzle herself. The thoughts fled her mind as she was laid on her side, on the bed and her head hit the soft pillow. She was dead tired and she allowed the drowsy feeling envelope her as the demon cradled her and the covers holding them together. A low purr emitted from his throat as they lied together, still tied together.

Inutaisho rested his head on his lifted arm, cradling his head in hand and watched his mate drift off to sleep. Her kissed bruised lips parted, stain fading her face and a glow replacing it as she fell deeper into her slumber. He ran a free clawed hand up her arm and into her golden locks as he purred deeply to his sleeping wife. She was beautiful, more than ever now that she was his. Abandoning her hair, he rested his hand on her belly as his seed took root, giving him the first hint of his unborn pup in her womb. He had not really thought of more children but realized he truly wanted them as he tied and marked her. The storm had passed over, leaving a light rain making him tired all of a sudden. He turned her face to kiss her lips and whispering his love upon them before lying down fully, cradling next to him and pressing his face in her neck, next to his mark. The last fleeing thought in his mind was of that thunderstorm. If it had not been for her fear, then she wouldn’t be next to him, as well as he had a good excuse, now for when it did storm. A small smile tugged at his lips as he closed his golden eyes and followed his new wife and child to the world of dreamland.

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Holy shit, I finally had this finished. For clarification, as you noticed, some things were repeated slightly for each paragraph. This is not a typo, this is the alterating thoughts of each character ant their viewpoints, just so you know. This is a oneshot and it is based off another story I am writing. Im saying this for those who didn't read the first shit. So anyways, please review and enjoy