Disclaimer: I do NOT own Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru or Rin.
This is the first of a three chapter story.
WARNING: LOLICON and NON-CON between child!Rin and some un-named group of 3 12yr old boys – not described, but central to the plot of the story. NON-CON is not my forte, but this plot bunny would NOT leave me alone. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
SESSHOUMARU DOES NOT HURT RIN IN THIS FIC, BUT RIN HAS AN UNPLEASENT EXPERIENCE WITH BOYS AT SCHOOL.
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She'd come into his life only a week after his 'wife' left it. Killed in a car crash, Kagura hadn't suffered, and he hadn't cared.
Good riddance.
The fact that his wife had only a week before finalized the adoption of… the girl… was of little consequence to him. How she'd managed to convince them to give a human child to two demons he would never have any idea but, there she was, living in his home.
No matter.
The girl was self-sufficient in ways only and eight year old who'd grown up in neglectful foster homes could be.
She made her own food, she did her own laundry, and she stayed out of his way, for the most part. Occasionally she would leave him little 'gifts', drawings of him and her, flowers she'd gathered from the park, and projects made in art class.
Hn, odd.
He really had no feelings about her one way or another until…
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The call had interrupted an important meeting, and he'd been annoyed the school would call him, if the girl had done something wrong, it could surely wait until he could find the time to come in…
What bother.
But she hadn't done anything wrong. No. She was the victim. Found in a janitorial closet with three of the sixth grade boys who were forcing her to perform…oral… services on them.
The rage he was sent into at finding out about her assault was a surprise, even for him. He'd made the 30 minute drive to the school in only 10, narrowly avoiding accident after accident weaving dangerously between cars on the freeway.
When he arrived, she was sitting, quietly. Her head was hung in shame, and she would NOT look at him. She could tell he was angry, and wrongly assumed it must be directed at her.
He saw her then, for the first time. His… daughter?
Definitely not…
More like a… a ward. Yes, ward was a good word for it.
He saw the little girl who set her alarm early, just to make his coffee before work. She was the same small girl who ironed his work clothes without prompting, who made his dinner, and washed his dishes as if she should have those responsibilities, being the 'woman' of the house and all.
But why?
He didn't trust himself at that moment to do anything more than kneel before her, and scoop her up against him. Her legs wrapped around his ribs, sitting on his forearm for support as he brushed the hair back from her face and let her see in his eyes that he was not angry at her.
It was as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
He got her out to the car, and set her in the passenger seat, leaning over to buckle her in.
"Rin forgot her homework." She'd whispered with an unformed question in the tone.
He bristled, but not at her.
"You will not be returning to that school. You will attend a private all girl's school from now on."
She'd nodded her thanks.
Had she had to ask?
"Come, you have most certainly earned a day out… a date, if you will. Where would you like to go? What would you like to do?"
He watched her eyebrows raise, and then furrow, seemingly giving a lot of thought to his question. That's when he realized, no one had ever asked her something as simple as where she might like to go before.
How... pathetic…
From that day forward, each day, a little more, his heart warmed for this girl.
His Rin.
~*~ 6 years later ~*~
A flash of plaid flew into his lap and shoved a test score in his face.
"Perfect as usual I see. Very nice, Rin." He praised. He could not help but feel the pride well up in his chest at seeing yet another perfect test score. His girl was simply amazing; even he had not done so well in school.
She giggled and squirmed a little on his lap, settling down to get more comfortable, by putting her legs through the gaps between the arm rests and the seat of his ergonomic office chair.
"Nice enough to earn a 'date' with my handsome guardian?" she teased.
Yes. Over the years she had grown, and he'd always maintained a distance from her, despite his care for the girl. That distance was coming back to bite him in the ass, now. It was obvious to anyone that she did not see him as she should… as a father.
No, and now that she was 16 and raging hormones had taken effect, her 'crush' on him was obvious.
The most disturbing part of the whole thing was… he felt the same way.
He knew he shouldn't, that it was sick, and that it was wrong. But late at night, when his demonic ears picked up the sounds of her moaning and the scent of her explorations with her own body, his cock became so rigid with need that he found himself pumping and squeezing and fisting his hands around himself, desperate for release, if only so he could avoid the pain of denial.
Rin.
Gods, when he could hear her moaning his name he wanted to barrel right through the thin wall that separated them and hold her down, showing her all the ways he could force his name from her lips.
The hard and fast ways, the slow and gentle ways, the lustful ways… The loving ways… The dominant ways, the submissive ways, and the way he wanted to make her toes curl as he buried his face in the sweet smell of her virgin sex, licking and sucking and lapping… Gorging himself on her essence.
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"Yes, Rin… We will go out to celebrate. Where would you like to go?" He gave in so easily to her…
He who was known as a ruthless, heartless and unmovable mountain in the board room was so wrapped around the finger of his teenaged 'ward' that he could not seek to deny her… Anything.
"Maybe we could just get movies and take-out this time?" She asked, cocking her head to side and settling more firmly onto his lap, as his arms wrapped around her with his elbows resting on the flare of her well-defined for her age hips.
The thought of sitting on the couch curled up with him while watching scary movies in the dark was a delicious thought, and Rin hoped that she might someday summon the courage to make a 'move' on him when presented with such a situation…
Sesshomaru scented a flare in her arousal when she thought about her own suggestion and his arms tightened unconsciously and infintessimally around her waist – drawing her in closer.
Her thighs squeezed in return and she rocked her hips forward and…
Damn it!
The warm weight on his lap, the scent of her attraction to him, the way her face turned rosy whenever she looked at him…
He was hardening beneath her, and this time, he was sure she must have felt it, judging by her gasp, the way she buried her face in the crook between his neck and shoulder and how she tried to press against him more fully, without making it obvious what she was doing.
But it was obvious…
He drew his hands back from clasping themselves at the small of her back and instead he rested them at the junction of her upper thighs, just below her rear end. His long fingers wrapped around her slim but shapely thighs and delved a little deeper than perhaps they should have… But…
Rin pressed back into his fingers, but doing so left the front of her aching for the warm hardness that had been so nicely pressing into her tingling pleasure bud. Not able to decide on which stimulation her body craved more, the young girl rocked back and forth ever so slightly in his lap.
"Rrrrrriiiinnn" He growled out, as his erection began to tighten in his slacks, becoming uncomfortable.
She pressed against him hard and whimpered in embarrassment at what she mistook for rejection, despite his body's undeniable evidence of his arousal.
The girl ceased her movements and buried her face in the crook of neck. Now she scented of embarrassment, shame, and sadness. Her whole body began to shake, and there was even a subtle hint of fear lacing the undercurrent of her scent.
This would not do… Rin should not fear him… Not ever.
He slid his hands down over her plaid skirt, until he reached the hem of the school uniform.
Slipping his fingers beneath it, he grasped her firm thighs and slid his hands back to their previous position, bunching the material as his hands traveled almost to the roundness of her posterior, the hem of her panties brushed against his index finger and the tip of his middle finger strayed until he could feel the liquid heat that he was scenting, was also soaking the thin fabric.
He groaned.
It was too much!
He'd been without a woman for nearly 7 years now… And she was so beautiful, and obviously wanted him so badly…
He realized with a start that he'd been waiting for her… Waiting until she was old enough… Fifteen was indeed the age of consent in his prefecture and district.
He began to make minute movements with the tip of his middle finger, tracing the thin line of the division of her nether lips up and down.
"What is it you desire from me, Rin?" He purred in a tone turned husky with his own unspoken but barely contained lust and… love.
Love…
He'd never felt such a thing before… He was sure of it. Not for his highschool girlfriend, Sara, and not for his late wife Kagura… Both had been merely a means to an end… A way to satisfy his physical needs… And both knew it.
But with Rin it was so much deeper… So much… More.
He wanted to hold her… Please her… Guide her in the ways of pleasure and never, never did he want any other to touch her.
"Um… Don't make me say it!" She whined against his neck, resuming the rocking of her hips against him, "It's… It's emabarrasing!"
He ran his hands up to finally grasp her firm round posterior, and shove her into his obvious and aching erection, straining against the fabric of his black khakis.
"Is this what you want, Rin?" He needed to hear her say it, despite the fact that it was more than obvious to his nose that she did indeed want him sexually, "For me to become more than simply a guardian to you? To become my koibito?"
Rin's cheeks flamed, and she nuzzled more deeply against his neck, feeling her chin rest in the dip of his collar bone, and whispering against the skin of his neck, making certain he could feel her lips moving over him, "Yes… Please!"
He toyed with the edge of her damped panties, feeling the moisture and heat on the tip of his finger and slipping the edge of his finger just against the skin of the outer lips of her sex – brushing the sparse hair found there lightly back and forth in a ghost of a caress that made her small frame shiver and shake in the strong embrace of his well muscled arms.
He let a sigh escape him, and finally admitted, "I can deny you nothing, Rin… Nor would I want to."
He pulled her close to him once more and stood with her still clinging to him… Much like she had as a child.
He supported her weight easily by gripping her buttocks and carried her into his bedroom. Somehow it seemed wrong to go to her room – with the pink sheets, hello kitty plushies and posters of J-Rockers on the walls.
He entered the room and closed the door with his heel, flicking the light switch on the wall that lit his bedside table lamp and sat her down on the edge of his large bed before he knelt in front of his precious girl – the one who gave his life meaning beyond the boardroom.
Each of her knee-socks was removed by his skilled hands and he took the time to take each tiny foot in his large hands and massage for a moment before repeating the action on her calves, kissing her knees and trailing his way up her thighs to the edge of her skirt hem.
"Sesshoumaru-sama!" Rin cried out and he looked up into her almond shaped dark eyes, made even darker by desire, but wide with virgin anxiety.
He had best take this… slowly.
Sesshoumaru loosed his tie, and pulled it over his neck, casually tossing it aside before unfastening all the buttons on his dress shirt and pulling the garment open and over his shoulders while Rin watched in silent awe.
She'd seen him without a shirt on, of course… Many times… But never when she knew he was about to press that toned chest to her body, and she was going to be able to feel every inch of his pale skin against her own only slightly darker complexion.
Rin reached her hand out, but hesitated… She tried to pull it back, but he clasped it in his own. He brought her captured hand to his cheek and nuzzled into her palm before turning to kiss the inside of her wrist, and feel the captive hummingbird of her racing pulse dance beneath his lips. "Touch me…" He murmured, before moving up to kiss along the underside of her forearm, shifting his weight forward and watching as she scooted backwards on the bed to allow him room to crawl up and over her body, to trap it between the mattress and his own.
He continued to hover over her on all fours, his knees on either side of her hips and each hand pressing into the mattress above her shoulder blades, caging her in, her tiny (even by human standards) body comfortably trapped by his long lean frame.
For a moment his hooded golden eyes studied her small frame, lying under him, completely relaxed… Such perfect trust and adoration reflected back at him from the fathomless depths of her deep brown eyes.
He shifted his weight to a single hand, and brought the other off of the mattress to brush her bangs back from her face. "My little girl," he murmured reverently, before dropping his head to press his lips to her forehead, "You are," he moved to peck her nose affectionately, "so beautiful…" He trailed off as he finally leaned down and claimed her mouth with his own.
The girl has never kissed another to his knowledge, and she was clumsy to respond to his advances… But she was responding… eagerly.
He used his hand at her cheek to guide her head to tilt, and ran his tongue over her lips as chills ran over his body, even as he was sure that the fire in his veins was going to make him spontaneously combust.
He gave a low growl, and pushed his tongue past her lips, and when Rin gasped with surprise at his sudden roughness he took full advantage.
Gods… This girl… This young, naïve, virgin girl was getting him more worked up than either of his previous lovers ever had, combined… With nothing but a simple kiss.
Adrenaline crashed through his veins as he took in the taste of her mouth, and when she pressed back and her tongue met his in this intimate dance at the exact moment Rin reached up and wound her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her.
"Ummm" She moaned and his hips pressed down, forcing the young girl to spread her legs as he settled in between.
The aching throb of his groin was an uncomfortable pressure and he sought to relieve it by grinding against the girl below her.
Rin's face was bright red, as he curled his spine and buried his face into her neck and pressed against her roughly.
It was all happening so fast…
He was growling and sniffing her rapidly and her head was swimming. He wasn't close enough, that hot hardness wasn't pressing down enough!
Suddenly Rin allowed her legs to fall open, bent her knees to meet his armpits and shoved her hips upwards, trying to increase the contact, but her skirt was in the way.
"I'm… Too… Hot…" She complained in huffing pants with shortened breath.
His hand was up in an instant and he was using elongated claws to rip her clothing away. In his haste he scratched her shoulder and three thin lines of blood welled up, but she was so distracted that she barely noticed.
Until he pulled back.
She watched as his golden eyes stared intently at the wound he'd inflicted and the scent of her blood invaded his flared nostrils. The whites of his eyes filled with red and his golden honey changed to an eerie turquoise…
She noticed a fang hanging over his lower lip and for a moment, she was truly frightened. She had never seen him look like this unless he was… angry.
Rin froze beneath him and suddenly the acrid odor of fear invaded reached his lust-crazed mind.
With a shudder he leashed the demon clawing it's way to the surface, and forced his eyes back to their neutral gold color.
With a gentle hand he removed the ruined fabric from her shoulder and gave her a look that could only be interpreted as 'apologetic'.
"Rin…"
For a moment there was disappointment. He'd… He'd stopped.
Was he going to change his mind? If he did… How would they ever be able to go back to just 'ward' and 'guardian'? How could she live each day with the shame of facing him, when he knew how she felt about him?
Rin turned her head to the side, and closed her eyes… she didn't realize that it was exactly the signal needed for her to show forgiveness… and submission.
Suddenly her breath hitched once more as she felt something warm and wet lapping at her wounded shoulder, and when the small droplets of blood were cleaned, his mouth moving up across her collar bone and nibbling on her neck.
Again she sighed and relaxed, until the pleasant tingles came back and when his lips were nibbling her ear lobe, she heard his deep rich voice once more,
"That will not happen again." He promised, and that was all she needed to hear.
Sesshoumaru never broke his word.
More slowly this time, he raised up and slid her ruined shirt off of her, and used a single claw to cut the straps and center of her bra. Her breasts fell sideways as they sprung forth from their support and two light tan nipples were laid before him.
His hands came to cup and knead them, and his thumbs teased her nipples, forefinger soon joining to pinch and light pull.
Rin shoved her hips up once again and moaned his name before Sesshoumaru captured her mouth once more.
Her tongue met his eagerly this time as this 'new' dance became quickly familiar.
"Sesshoumaru!" She gasped when he disengaged and seemed to slide down her body.
His claws made quick work of her skirt and panties and before Rin could even understand what was happening, his face was firmly pressed into the seam of her sex.
"Wha-?" Her questioning his actions was cut off as two thumbs came up and spread her nether lips. He kissed reverently, and when she dared to raise to her elbows and look down at his silver head between her legs, he was looking up at her with hooded eyes. As soon as his tongue flicked across her engorged pleasure bud though, she flopped down in a boneless heap and decided to let him do anything he wanted to her…
She could feel his shoulders pressing against her inner thighs, and even when she felt the familiar aching pressure building in her lower abdomen, she tried not to squeeze him too hard… Not that she thought she could hurt him or anything but… What exactly were the correct manners for receiving oral sex from your legal guardian...?
Soon all thoughts of decorum faded as the winding coiling tightness built and built and her hands reached down to find his silver head.
Blinding whiteness filled her vision and every muscle tensed, pulling her hips forward and causing her to shove his head downward and grind against his face in desperation, "Aaaaaaaaaatsu!" she cried out.
When she fell backwards; breathing hard and shaking head to toe, she felt oddly cold… Until he was once again covering her. His hand ran up and down her thigh, squeezing and shoving her against him insistently.
"Rrrrriiinnn…" He growled again, and suddenly she realized what he was waiting for…
Permission.
"Your… Your pants…" she gasped out.
Sesshoumaru groaned… Her taste and scent was coating his mouth, his tongue, his nostrils and it was driving him insane. His cock was so hot, so hard, and he needed her so badly.
His hand brushed against her as he raised his hips, and snuck a single hand down between their bodies to the belt at his waist. He pulled at the leather and metal buckle with rough frustrated movements, and when he finally got the belt unbuckled it had used his last reserve of patience and he simply ripped his slacks open and made a shredded mess of his black boxier briefs.
The relief of freeing himself from his boxer briefs was nowhere near enough and the pain of his engorged sex throbbing against the warmth of her inner thigh was just… torture.
She could feel it… So much hotter now and twitching and leaking something warm and sticky on her thigh… Ohhhh, gods… Was she really going to do this?
What if she got pregnant?
"We need… We need a… a condom." Rin finally was able to insist on using birth control, because the thought of a baby was just too terrifying to contemplate, and despite how common they were, she didn't want to have an abortion.
Fuck.
Of course… How could he have been so stupid? It's not as if he had any condoms in the house… and Rin was not on any form of birth control… And these days it was not acceptable for a fifteen year old to become pregnant… And then of course it's not as if he could deny paternity (not that he would) when an inuhanyou was birthed by his very human ward.
He groaned in disappointment.
"I don't have… have any…" He strained.
Disappointment warred with happiness at the evidence that her Sesshoumaru was unprepared for spontaneous sexual relations. She'd always suspected… As he'd never had a girlfriend or lover while she'd known him… But then again, there was always Shibuya, though prostitutes didn't seem his style.
He pulled himself off of her through a show of sheer will and flopped on his back, willing his erection away, and his breathing to calm.
He didn't get very far though, because sudden Rin was laying on her side beside him and studying him closely. "Can Rin do… something else?"
Sesshoumaru snapped his eyes shut and exhaled slowly.
Her mouth…
He thought briefly of her mouth wrapped around him… And how good it would feel to guide himself into the tight warm wetness and assist her in bobbing her dark head until he reached climax and spilled himself down her throat.
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"Rin didn't… Rin didn't like it…"
He looked at the strange little girl with a completely blank expression. She seemed as if she were contemplating something… But usually she was quiet when thinking, allowing him to work.
This time she'd spoken aloud.
"What, Rin?"
"The… boys… at school. Rin didn't… Rin didn't like it." She didn't, couldn't, or wouldn't look at him.
Of course not… She was assaulted. It was not her decision. Not her fault.
Why would she feel the need to share that with him? Why did the scent of shame spiral through her scent and taint it so thoroughly that he had to fight the crinkle of the bridge of his nose?
"Of course not."
She looked up, gave a small nod, and nothing was ever said about the incident again.
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Sesshoumaru scowled. The memory had quickly brought a crashing halt to any thoughts he might have had of letting the girl… satisfy him.
What in the seven hells was he doing?
This was Rin. This was his sweet innocent little girl… and he was… defiling her.
Using her.
"No." He bit out harshly.
The words were a slap across the face for the young girl.
Didn't he want her anymore? What had changed so suddenly? What had she done wrong?
Rin could have kicked herself for even mentioning the condom… Obviously the idea had ruined… something
Tears came to her eyes, though she blinked them back, and suddenly the fact that she was very naked in his bedroom was no longer comfortable. Something… Some pressure inside of her was crushing her lungs, her chest, and her stomach felt sick.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, trying to regain control.
When he merely laid on the bed, seemingly ignoring her, Rin slowly gathered up her shredded clothing and used it to cover herself the best she could.
She got off of his bed and he didn't stop her… Kami forgive him… He didn't stop her…
Rin went to her room and mechanically threw a long night shirt on, before flopping belly-down on her bed and releasing her heaving sobs into the comfort of her hello kitty pillow.
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A/N: OH NOES! It totally wasn't supposed to end up like this! I was just writing and this just HAPPENED and I was like… OH GAWD THIS SUCKS! IT'S SO HORRIBLE AND ANGSTY AND… URG…
DON'T WORRY… you all know me by now…there WILL be a happy ending, and this story should be completed within a few weeks – I already have a *gasp*… An OUTLINE!!! Lol.