InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Double Vision ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 13 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“Jaken, take Ah-Uhn seek out news of Rin and Inuyasha. Kohaku, there is a village a few hours in the direction of the ox-tiger. Bring back food for yourself and Kagome.” He tossed a bag of coins to Kohaku. “Find her a kimono of suitable quality, also.”

Kohaku knew Sesshomaru was trying to get rid of him, so he could be alone with Kagome. He didn’t like the situation at all, but he as accustomed to situations he didn’t like. He would simply have to hurry.

Once the cavern was clear of vassals, Sesshomaru lay Kagome down on the fur robe. Looking into her eyes for any sign of fear or reluctance, he knelt between her legs, propping himself up with one arm and using the other to untie the fastenings on her top. He didn’t like seeing her in the miko outfit, and would be glad when she had garments that reminded him less of her history with his brother. He untied the drawstring on the loose red pants, and then removed his own top, leaving his chest bare in the flickering light from the campfire.

Kagome was weak, and not too responsive, but she was by no means blind. Sesshomaru shirtless was even more beautiful than she had thought possible. She still didn’t really comprehend the strange events that led to the regeneration of his missing arm, but at the moment she just praised the kami that it had happened. She summoned the strength to part her legs for him slightly, and smiled up into his eyes as he settled down above her. It was obvious that he was taking great care not to hurt her.

Sesshomaru was at something of a loss as to what exactly to do next. Kagome was a human, and he knew that human women were delicate. In her present condition, he would need to be very gentle. He had witnessed many couplings, in the animal world, between humans, and between demons. Mating could be very brutal, but he knew it could be tender, too. He had seen his father with Izayoi, as well as with other women, demon and human. Inutaisho had used his mouth and tongue on his bitches in many ways. Sesshomaru had grown up hearing the coarse jokes about his father’s tricks with women, particularly his willingness to eat them out. He concluded that this was not what he wanted for Kagome, at least not yet. He wanted what happened between them to be sacred, not the stuff of ribald humor.

He lowered his lips to the side of her neck, kissing her there first. He could taste her blood rushing beneath her soft, white skin, hear her pulse pounding, smell that first, faint scent of her arousal. Sesshomaru was known far and wide for his iron discipline, and he intended to put it to good use in his dealings with Kagome. Cradling the back of her head in one big hand, he kissed his way upward, to her chin, and finally her lips. He dragged his own lips softly and slowly from side to side against hers. No tongue. He wanted to plunge his tongue deep in her mouth and ravish her, but this was not the time.

Kagome was in awe. This beautiful, beautiful creature. She remembered a poem she had read when studying English in high school. About a tiger. Fearful symmetry. Oh, kami…

She parted her lips, it was the most she could do, she felt so weak. He kissed her more earnestly, a little more deeply. She could feel him against the inside of her thigh, he was hard as a rock, and shaking all over. He drew back, staring into her eyes. She felt she knew what he was asking, and nodded her head a little. He pulled off her pants, and then his own. She closed her eyes, still very modest. She had only been with Inuyasha a very few times, and it had never been this intense.

“Kagome, look at me…” She peeked at him reluctantly, and he could almost have laughed, in different circumstances. Kagome had such a cute way about her. It made his heart clinch most strangely.

“This Sesshomaru does not…” Kagome gasped, as she looked up him, and she knew. He had kept himself pure. She felt engulfed by an intense warmth. Her heart swelled, then felt like it melted inside her. She summoned all of her strength, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Oh, Sesshomaru, oh, yes, please…” Sesshomaru lowered his forehead to hers for a moment, gathering his self-control. If his beast came out, as it sometimes did in battle, it would be a very bad thing. He touched her lower, moving his hand down cautiously until he felt her wetness. He positioned himself at her entrance, careful not to crush her or move too fast. His own pulse was thundering in his ears as he slowly pushed himself into her soft, wet opening. It surprised him when she wrapped her legs around his hips. He gasped, shocked as he was forced inside her.

Oh, Kami, he was huge. She felt stretched to her limits, full of his hot throbbing hardness. Kagome felt another rush of heat, and joy flooded through her again, even more intensely. She didn’t know why her strength was returning, but right now that seemed totally irrelevant. Just as she felt her soul regaining its place in her physical body, she felt something else, a strong bond connecting her to the male sheathed so tightly inside her. It had never felt like this with…

Sesshomaru let out a loud groan. She looked at him sharply, with concern. That didn’t sound good. She remembered that time he had used the Tetsusaiga, and it had brought him to his knees in pain. He was shaking like a leaf in her arms.

“Sess, please, go ahead, you feel so good, I want you so bad…” He gasped, pulled out a little ways, and then eased back in again. It was so obvious he was trying not to hurt her. It made her heart melt all the more. “Oh, please, come on, faster…” She grabbed his hands, and positioned them under her so he was cradling her ass. Grabbing his shoulders, she ground herself against him. Just the excitement and feeling of fullness was enough to bring her to bliss.

Feeling her throbbing around him, and the sudden rush of wetness, he couldn’t hold back any more. He pushed inside, her, then pulled back out. Nothing had ever felt like this, ever. As he established a rhythm, she regained her senses, and started to move with him. Her second time brought him over the edge. He came with a hoarse groan, feeling an indescribable mixture of emotions and physical sensations. He had to struggle against the instinct to mark her. He could feel that his fangs had extended, and he knew that they would hurt her badly. She had been through so much, he didn’t want to hurt her any more, and he was terrified that she would hate him. She was already his mate, he had bonded to her big time, and he had felt her response, reverberating through him to the depths of his being. There was no doubt about that. His mark would seal the bond, it was critical, but it could wait.

Kohaku had raced like the wind to perform his mission. The purse Sesshomaru had given him was heavy, and the town he had sent Kohaku to was a demon town, meaning the goods for sale were more luxurious and of better quality than human goods. Kohaku quickly purchased a silky, sapphire blue fighting outfit for Kagome, rather than the kimono his master had ordered. He would cite ease of movement and the coming of winter if Sesshomaru called him on his selection. He made sure to pick out a size too big for her, so that her figure would be somewhat hidden. He found a pair of soft, fur-lined booties he knew she would love, and even a few jeweled hair sticks. For food, he purchased prepared rice from a fine inn, some dainty, sweet confections, and a sumptuous assortment of dried fruits. His master was wealthy, and generous to a fault, he thought maliciously, knowing Kagome would consider the extravagant gifts at least as much from him as Sesshomaru.

Making quick time back to the cave, Kohaku paused outside. Kohaku had many attributes which made him a powerful warrior, but he also possessed the stealth of a scout and hunter. He was capable of moving as silently as the most graceful panther demon. He had spied on Inuyasha when the half-breed had taken Kagome by the God Tree. That first time, and probably every time thereafter, though that hadn’t been many. He couldn’t help but feel his blood heat, hearing her cries, and feel nauseated when he heard Inuyasha’s shout of climax. But this, this was worse by far. He heard the sounds coming from the cave, little gasps and moans from Kagome, and words of love which he had never heard her speak to Inuyasha. Then, a heart-wrenching groan from Sesshomaru, followed by words Kohaku so did not want to hear, ever. “My Kagome, my mate, this Sesshomaru loves you, and will stay beside you forever.” Kohaku sunk to the stony ground, crouching in misery against the hillside. His shoulders shook with silent sobs of agony.