Finals are over, and along with it, this lemon. I've combined the first chapters with this last chapter. I'm not sure about ending this story… I could keep it going just for kicks- what do you all think? Shall I try my hand at turning this lemony plot-less ramble into a story?
Enjoy…
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He ran his wet tongue from the tiniest toe to the largest, a sensation that made Kagome want to jump out of her skin. It felt so wrong, but yet so good to be brought such wicked pleasure.
It turned her on that someone so strong and so set against humans in general would bring himself to do such things to her supple body. He continued his assent from her toes to the soles of her foot, suckling on her ankle before tracing his wet appendage up her calf. Kagome could only squirm and moan, her naked body glowing in the pale moon light as her dark lover devoured her slowly with the ministrations his talented mouth inflicted upon her sensitive body.
He would undoubtedly cause her demise.
When his mouth reached the bend behind her knee, Kagome nearly screamed. Never in her life did she ever imagine that her body would feel so good in such odd and seemingly unappealing places. Her reactions were surprising to her, however, her demon lover seemed not surprised nor repulsed by the parts of her body he was worshiping with his mouth, nor her strong reactions to him.
By now the folds of her sex were glistening with evidence of her arousal, however it was not the sight of this, but rather the smell that caught the demon's attention. She smelled so good, so clean. Compared to other humans, Kagome was indeed a treasure. She was beautiful, kind, and did not smell like normal humans did. She smelled things that were fresh, like the morning, or like a waterfall; she never smelled badly, and the smell of her arousal was definitely not something that smelled bad at all. Her arousal smelled heavenly; it served to drive him to desire to taste every inch of her body before dipping his mouth to drink from her sweet nectar.
Oh how he wanted to dip his tongue there… but right now there were other places to enjoy.
Before Kagome could do anything to react to him, her strong demon lover kissed, licked, and suckled his way up the back of her thigh while holding the lower part of her leg up with his hand so that the leg being assaulted by his wickedly talented tongue was pointed strait up in the air. Her other leg remained against the plush futon while her hands coiled in the perfectly pristine hair of her demon lover.
Yes, she held on to his long amazing hair, but not to hurt him or pull on him, but rather just to steady herself against his unrelenting and wet mouth.
"Please, please!" Kagome moaned between her gasps for air as her demon lover continued his mouth's path towards the juncture between her leg and her hip. She wanted him to pay attention to her wetness. She wanted him to keep his mouth on her sex until she came to that much-awaited orgasmic release.
"Please?" Her demon lover mocked, his voice questioning her begging request for a brief moment before returning his mouth to her body. He released her leg to assault her navel with the tip of his warm wet muscle.
"Yes! Please, please, just give it to me!" Kagome gasped, exasperated and turned on beyond what she could bare as he continued to tease her but leave her unsatisfied. What he did next was beyond her.
His strength was beyond her comprehension, as he flipped her from her back to her stomach in a flash. Kagome was completely unaware of how he did it, or anything other than his hot moist breath ghosting over her ear as he hovered over her form. She laid on her stomach, flat against the futon, face turned to the side to breathe, arms spread on either side of her torso, legs spread open by his hands, her smaller body in the shadow of his much larger and muscular one.
What was he going to do to her?
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When he continued to hover over her, his warm breath caressing the shell of her ear, Kagome took the moment to regain her composure and voice her curiosity.
"What are you doing Sesshomaru?"
He did not respond to her with words, however; he lowered his mouth to capture her earlobe gently between his teeth, the tip of his tongue lightly grazing against the soft skin of her lobe. She trembled in response, the combination of the heat of his mouth and his breath tickling her ear and the side of her neck causing her skin to rise in goose bumps. She was vulnerable in this position as she could not use her hands to touch him, and it left her completely exposed and unaware of his intentions since she couldn't turn her head to see him in this position.
The uncertainty kept her on edge as the Lord of the West rained wet caresses with his mouth down her neck, shoulder, and upper back. His hair would tickle her as he continued his worship of back, and she could do nothing but lie there and shiver. She wanted to turn around, she wanted to see him, but every time she would make a move to raise herself or turn to look at him, he would press her back in place. How irritating.
"Sesshomaru…" Kagome pleaded as she dug her fingers into the mattress, feeling helpless against his mouth. He had worked his way lower, and now his mouth played in the deep slope of her spine, above the curve of her derriere. His hands took the place of his mouth, as he ran the tips of his nails lightly over the fine curves of her ass, making Kagome bolt up on her hands from the sensation.
"Stop tickling me!" Kagome squealed, sexually frustrated, as she was unaware of how sensitive her behind was. Who the hell tickles a person's ass anyway? This was certainly a turn of events that she would never suspect the Lord of the West would ever be involved in. Yet, here he was, delighting in the torment he was inflicting upon her body. That damn gorgeous demon, he was just playing with her.
He ignored her with a smirk, his attention fastened to her butt as she wiggled it against his sharp scrutiny. In a fluid motion, he grabbed her both her wrists in either one of his hands and pulled her back so that her ass raised up in the air and her face pressed into the futon. He then put her hands to grasp her calves, a position that irritated Kagome further. It was embarrassing! Her ass was up, her legs were slightly spread, her sex was dripping, and her face was almost suffocated against the plush futon.
No, this was not okay, she wanted a good fuck, but this was getting too weird. She moved to lay down flat again, but the Lord of the West halted her actions by grabbing her hips, his thumbs brushing her skin in a circular motion that made her flinch from the sensation. It occurred to Kagome that his face had to be near her ass, a fact that brought her more mortification than before as she blushed the color of a tomato.
"Sesshomaru, what are you doing!" Kagome panicked, embarrassed beyond believe as the Lord of the West studied her ass in the pale moonlight. He could see everything from this angle, and his sharp demonic sight was acute to see every detail of the human's most private parts. Her shaved sex was wet, and continued to drip that clear sweet nectar he would obliged himself to taste in a moment. Her clit was swollen and red, engorged with blood and begging for attention as it throbbed against the lips of her vulva. She was young and tight, for he could not see her vaginal opening as it was hidden by the outer lips of her sex. Then there was a space of muscle that separated her sex from her ass, and after the tiny space there was a tiny tightly clenched hole, one that was glistening from the nectar her sex produced.
She was perfect, her body was perfect, her sex and ass were perfect, and it seemed as though no spot on his newly attained lover was marred or unlovely in his golden eyes.
The Lord of the West continued to ignore Kagome's squirming under his gaze, ignored the anxiety and embarrassment that rolled off of her in waves, ignored the hitch in her breath as she began to feel the moisture of his hot breath as he blew against her trembling ass and dripping wet sex.
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Kagome was beyond embarrassment as she felt her face burn red from being in such a position before none other than the demon Lord of the West. Of course he couldn't just have regular sex, he was a demon for crying out loud, he had to mark himself different from any other sexual experience she might have had in the past…
Now that she thought about it, she had no previous sexual experience with anyone other than herself and her lonely solo explorations, none of which made her feel the burn of embarrassment she was feeling right now. Surely her first time wouldn't be like those dirty free web porn clips! Oh kami…
Where the heck did he even get the desire to look at her as he was now? Ok, so she couldn't actually see him looking at her, but she could FEEL him looking at her! The burn of his eyes was something she could feel, and she KNEW that his mouth was hovering close to the cleft of her ass cheeks judging from the hot caress of his breath against her sensitive ass and sex.
She was scared of him now, as she tried to clench her ass cheeks close and close her legs against his hot breath that made her body tremble in a way that she wished she could control. She wanted to hide her private areas away from him now that she was so exposed to him, where as just a moment ago she was begging for him to pay attention to them.
"I should have never asked him to take me," Kagome thought as she closed her eyes, hoping to block out the sinful sensations Sesshomaru was causing her to feel with something as simple as his exhaled breath against her private areas.
"Do not attempt to shield yourself from me," Sesshomaru commanded, as he noticed how her derriere flexed to hide the small tightly clenched hole from his sight, her legs inching closer together to hide her womanhood. The sound of his voice made the young priestess jump, and the feel of his words against her ass tickled her in a way that was not unpleasant.
She wished that the ground would swallow her whole so that she could escape from the delectable caresses the Lord of the West bestowed on the fleshy part of her ass with his hands, soon followed by his mouth. His hot and gloriously talented mouth drew moans from her as it worshiped her derriere in a way that embarrassed her but turned her on more than anything she had ever experienced before.
This was definitely not the first thing on her mind when she thought of the Lord of the West bringing her carnal pleasure. Actually she would have never thought him capable of the things he was doing to her, her mind always thought of sex as easy as an in and out motion of a man in a woman… never in her wildest dreams did she picture what she was experiencing at this very moment.
Kagome nearly screamed when the silver haired demon added one finger to the onslaught of his attention to her. He ran the tip of his finger from the top of her clit to slide up in a line against the swollen lips of her sex, to continue in a line further up to circle around the tight ring of muscle of her puckered asshole.
Kagome wanted to die when he repeated the motion three more times, all the while his mouth licking, sucking, and nipping the fleshy part of her ass. She could hardly breath with her face in the mattress, and now with this, she nearly felt like passing out from the incredible feelings coursing through her body.
She unintentionally opened her legs a little more to allow the Lord of the West an easier access to her clit and sex, driving his mouth to smile against her ass. He knew she could not resist him, regardless of her inhibitions against the things he wanted to do to her body, she would succumb to his sexual prowness, and no one would ever compare to the way he could make love to her body.
Yes, he would do anything and everything he wanted with Kagome, the sweet untouched miko.
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The Lord of the West continued to tease the young miko. Her small body trembled for him, her breathing labored to supply her system with oxygen, and all of the blood in her body pumped to provide sustenance to keep her from fainting from the sensations Sesshomaru effortlessly imposed upon her virgin flesh.
Kagome was on the edge of an orgasm, the way he ran his finger up and down her sex and ass was enough to keep her there but not to send her crashing into that sweet oblivion. She was short of breath, her body ached for release, and yet he continued with his torture. She wanted for him to focus on her clit, she wanted him inside of her, she needed more of him, just enough to send her over the edge.
"Sesshomaru, please! Please give it to me!" Kagome screamed between her labored breaths and constant moaning; her voice muffled by the mattress her face was still buried in.
"As you wish…Kagome." Sesshomaru agreed calmly, his words falling in contact with her wet sex as he applied his sinful tongue to an orifice that she did not expect him to ever touch with his mouth while his finger gently rubbed her clitoris in a circular motion.
Kagome screamed in mortification and in pleasure, so close to reaching her orgasm, she could feel it coming, finally.
"Kagome…"
"Kagome…"
Kagome shrieked, and shot into a sitting position, her hands clutching the top of her sleeping bag close to her chest as she attempted to calm her heart enough to keep it in her chest. Her breathing was labored, here eyes were wide, the place between her legs was coated fully in her wet arousal, and her hair looked like a messy bird's nest.
"Are you alright?" Sango asked the young miko as she took in her red cheeks and disturbed appearance.
Kagome could not believe what she had dreamt… and further that she had not the opportunity to reach an orgasm! She felt the heat of her fustration, anger, and passion sending her blood to boil.
"Fine. Just fine." Kagome replied in a short growl, hiding herself in her sleeping bag for a moment to bite her pillow and dig her small nails into it in angry fustration.
"Okay… well we were ready to start again, Inu Yasha should be back soon, he went to get breakfast." Sango stated, thinking it weird that Kagome would be so grumpy. Usually after a few stretches the young girl would fall into a normal routine. This morning was different, she noted, as Kagome shot out of her sleeping bag to pick it up, then proceeded to fold it in anger, and punch it into her yellow pack. Something was definitely off, but Sango decided that it would be best to just allow Kagome her space until she calmed.
"I'm going to take a bath at the river Sango, tell Inu Yasha that I'll sit him all the way to hell if he even thinks of coming to get me before I'm ready." Kagome informed the young demon slayer as she fumed at the mental images and the heat that she felt between her legs. Damn Sesshomaru for sneaking into her dreams! This had not been the first time, no, but this definitely was the first time she had ever been so close to an orgasm, and it was the first time she actually thought that it was real.
Kagome grumbled and growled during her trek from the campsite to the river, all the while muttering curses and statements that were much more like Inu Yasha's style of speech rather than hers. How dare that pompous youkai invade her peaceful sleep! As if she didn't get enough of him during the day, always crashing into Inu Yasha, always fighting, always being a pain in the ass. Today she just did not feel like doing any shard hunting, much less seeing anyone with perfect silky silver hair.
Damn Inu-youkai.
When you're a 19 year old virgin without a boyfriend, it was very easy to let a wet dream ruin a perfectly nice day- especially when you couldn't just whip out a porn or a vibrator to take care of the problem yourself. Traveling with a half demon, a young kit, and a hentai monk was also a big problem if she wanted privacy, as it was nearly impossible to get more than five minutes of alone time.
"Next time I see Sesshomaru, I swear I'll make his ass tremble a million times worse than mine ever could." She muttered as she removed her clothes, laughing at the thought of how silly that would be. Hell she didn't have it in her to touch him, much less make a sexy move on the stoic Western Lord.
She was completely unaware of the sharp golden gaze that locked on to her, nor was she aware that he was purposely influencing her dreams to feature his most devilish desires. The miko was in for the most difficult week of your young life, and last night was simply the tip of the iceberg that she was about to face.
Poor Kagome…
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So let me know what you think; shall I continue or just leave it here?
Peace,
Kinoko