"Claimed"
Rain hammered against the roof, uncaring if it kept those who slept beneath wood and straw awake. Anyone unfortunate enough to own a metal roof had it ten times worse since the sound magnified. To Rin, her metal roof echoed louder than the storm's rolling thunder clouds. Who was it that told her that owning such a thing could lull her to sleep during a rainy night? Oh, yes, that's right! Kagome!
Rin shimmied further into her quilts as the pitter patter of water against tin turned into what sounded like a water fall above her head. According to several accounts from various beings from Kagome's future time period, Rin would have been envied since it was a wildly held belief that metal roofs were considered a luxury. By this point, she was beginning to think she was the recipient of a well thought out prank. Tomorrow, she would seek out Kagome's husband to request that he remove the offending piece of scrap. Wood seemed a much quieter option.
Rin rolled onto her left side and glanced at the fancy pink clock next to her pillow, the one that Kagome had given her. According to the glow, it was 4:43 in the morning and she had not slept one wink since she had gone to bed seven hours ago. That had been when the rains started, and it has yet to let up. Too annoyed to rest, she resigned the chore of sleep and pulled herself free from the warmth of her blankets.
There had been a small fire burning in the center of her home, but it had been reduced to embers during the night. Without a thought, she grabbed some kindling from the far corner and dropped it against the smoldering coals, blowing puffs of breathe into its direction until weak flames danced against the twigs and dried leaves. Rin rubbed her hands together to combat the chill in the air until the fire grew big enough to thaw her frozen digits. Because of the weather, the air inside and outside had grown cold and it was impossible to retain heat without a constant fire.
She sighed once, looked about the room, and sighed again. There wasn't much to do in the form of chores, nor did she feel like reading from her rather generous collection of texts from Kagome's time. No herbs had to be crushed or stored, and it was too early to tend to the meager livestock that belonged to Kaede, not to mention the fact that the weather prevented her from enjoying an early morning stroll. For the time being, it seemed that Rin was doomed to sleepy boredom until the sky cleared.
After a moment's thought, she decided to daydream. She might not be able to sleep, but nothing was stopping her from firing up her imagination.
She imagined a time long since past. A time that held her first memories of life and filled her with such comfort that she felt her heart glow at the remembrance of her mother's voice. There was no face to recall, nor exact words, but Rin felt safe in the memory. These thoughts were coupled with the image of the village she had been born into. Her brothers took care of the family cattle while their father hunted and carried on about his business. Despite these images, their deaths could not be conjured. For some odd reason, she always failed at remembering how her family had died. Perhaps those memories were too horrific and she had somehow managed to erase them?
Rin shook her head and dared to attempt another course. Now she was remembering the day she came upon her Lord Sesshomaru. He had been wounded and weak, red eyed and dangerous, but he didn't scare her, not that he hadn't tried to do so. She found him on accident and was immediately intrigued by his condition. Demons had not been a rare occurrence, so her fear was slight after Sesshomaru had growled at her.
Sesshomaru's appearance then had changed the course of her life, which was what ultimately landed her in the village of Inuyasha. Rin had spent so much time in the presence of Lord Sesshomaru and Master Jaken that it had become more and more difficult to interact with humans as time had gone by. Granted, she managed to acclimatize herself with her species during a select few occasions, 'few' being the operative word, but nothing ever came of it until she had developed a fondness for Kagome's group. She guessed that Lord Sesshomaru had no real choice but to leave her in the care of humans, though she had no doubt that the decision had been justified. Rin had of course met death on two separate occasions while she had roamed the countryside with the demon lord, his vassal, and Ah-Un. What conclusion could be reached other than that which was determined by her Lord? Probably a few, but she wasn't foolish enough to challenge him on her own.
Rin sighed, overwhelmed by a sense of loneliness that plagued her whenever she was reminded that she was no longer in Lord Sesshomaru's care. It had been several years since she had spent more than a day in his presence. Of course he came to visit every now and then, but it was never enough for her. She wanted so very badly to rejoin him in his travels, and since there was no threat from Naraku anymore, she didn't see why she couldn't. Oh well. Lord Sesshomaru must have his reasons, she surmised.
With another sigh, Rin decided to give sleep just one more try before the light of day painted the black sky grey. Just as her head hit the pillow, the rain let up and she finally drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
...
Beneath the moon, he looked like a specter, bathed in pale mist and silver bursts of bright light. Rin studied him as he traveled through the wheat field, oblivious to her presence. Lord Sesshomaru was as clear in the night as he was in the light of day, towering in height and severe in presence. From her vantage point behind the trees, Rin could make out every detail of his dress, every shade of color in his clothing, and every sharp edge of his beautiful face. Nothing had changed in the years she had known him. If he aged, it was much slower a process than in humans. It almost made Rin weep knowing that one day she would be dead due to age, while her most treasured companion lived on and forgot that she ever existed.
Curling up into herself, Rin slid back into her hiding place and hugged her middle and closed her eyes to erase Sesshomaru's image from her thoughts. The more she thought of him, she sadder she became. What could she do? Run to him and demand to be remembered? Refuse to leave his presence ever again and follow him until she met her death as an old woman? Stamp her feet in rejection of time and demand to live forever? All of those things were impossible for a weak human like her. She would just look absurdly foolish and be branded as a silly girl for the rest of her living days.
She opened her eyes and glared at the trunk of an adjacent tree in irritation. "I am just a silly girl," she whispered.
After a few minutes of repeating the phrase, Rin stood and resumed her post looking out into the wheat field. Lord Sesshomaru was still there. Whenever he walked, he always appeared to be floating above the ground. It was almost impossible to hear the impact of his feet stepping into the earth, and he moved with such grace that he might as well have been flying. By this point, he was already halfway through the area, his destination heading adjacent to the village of his half brother, Inuyasha.
Rin's disappointment was obvious. Judging by his movements, Sesshomaru had no intention of paying her a visit, though she couldn't think of a reason why this stung her so badly. Yes, it was disappointing to not see him as much as she desired, but seeing for herself that he was near but uninterested in checking in on her made her cast her eyes to the ground in despair. How many times had he done this? How many times had he traveled near her but didn't stop?
She shook her head, bothered by the childishness of her thoughts. It wasn't as though she were the center of his world. It was wrong of her to think that that was the case, and she punished herself with the guilt until she couldn't stand it any longer. Instead of dwelling on it, she looked back up to follow Sesshomaru with her eyes until he vanished from sight into the cover of the forest. He really was a beautiful sight to behold, and no matter how many days she had spent with him, she never grew tired of holding him in her eyes. During the times where she didn't get to see him, she visualized him in perfect detail and often daydreamed her days away in the process.
The only thing she couldn't conjure using her imagination was the velvet smoothness of his voice. It wasn't like she couldn't remember things he had said, but she just couldn't imagine every detail of his words and how warm her insides got whenever she actually heard him speaking. The only way for her to truly experience it again was when she was privileged enough to be visited by him. Each time that happened, her face heated and her heart skipped. No matter what he had said, she reacted in baffling ways and embarrassment quickly set in, but Lord Sesshomaru rarely acknowledged it. He was never fazed, and treated her as he always had before, calm and indifferent.
Shaking her head, she turned and stalked off into the forest to return home.
Ahead of her, shafts of moonlight stabbed through the trees and painted the earth in silver patches. It was easy enough to navigate as she had done so hundreds of times before and there was no threat of demons as far as she could tell. Within minutes, clear fields were visible through the trees, telling her that she was not far from home.
Before she reached the break in the forest, a snap of twigs off to her left prompted a knee jerk reaction. She ripped a hidden dagger she carried from a sheath that was strapped to her thigh and held it firm in front of her. "Who goes the—!" She was cut off by a pale hand covering her mouth and a hard body fusing to her back. Startled, she wiggled against her attacker to free at least one of her arms but both were pinned above the elbows and she could only swing her dagger at empty air. Thinking quickly, she maneuvered her weapon and forced her hand down at what she hoped was the gut of her attacker. The hand covering her mouth fell and skilled fingers coiled around her wrist, halting the dagger less than a millimeter from penetrating flesh. Whoever it was behind her, they were stronger than she had anticipated. The fingers that held her arm tightened and squeezed until she thought her wrist would break, forcing her hand to release her weapon and causing her to grunt in pain.
She wasn't about to go down so easily. For the moment, her only options were to either give up, or use her head. Refusing to admit defeat, she chose the latter and forced her skull back into what had to be an armored chest plate because she only managed to knock herself senseless. "Ugh!" White sparks danced in her vision and she felt the ground move itself beneath her feet, but she managed to stay conscious.
What could only be the head of her assailant came down behind her and rested their chin against her right shoulder. Rin's eyes clamped shut as hot breath bathed her ear. "Rin, that's enough." Unthinking, she lurched forward against the arms of Lord Sesshomaru and vibrated with terror as he tightened his grip. "I said that's enough!"
"My Lord!" She squeaked unintentionally. Everything in her screamed for her to stay perfectly still, but she struggled regardless. Her very skin came alive in her Lord's hold and it made it impossible for her to give in. Instead, she yanked at her wrist and tried her hand at escape by shimmying downward to outwit Sesshomaru's left arm. She didn't know why she did it. She didn't know why she thought she could get away with it, but it soon became apparent that she had failed when she felt his front push against her back and found herself braced against the thick base of a tree. "Lord Sesshomaru!" She was closed in from all sides now, though the arm around her middle disappeared. It didn't take long to figure out where it had gone as he took hold of both of her wrists and forced her hands flat into tree bark.
Sesshomaru held her there for a few seconds before he placed both of her wrists into one hand, held them pinned above her head and parted the curtain of her hair out of the way so that he could see her right neck and shoulder. Rin didn't bother to wonder what he was doing. She already knew and wasn't about to let it happen. She raised her eyes to the tree tops, commended her soul to the gods for strength and shoved herself away from the tree. Her back was forced into Sesshomaru's armor but he didn't move an inch. "My Lord, stop!" She pleaded frantically. Rin twisted her whole body and clenched her exposed neck and shoulder together to protect it, all the while fighting against the strength of his hands around hers.
Lord Sesshomaru's right arm circled her waist, traveled up, and his hand wrapped around her throat. He didn't cut off her air by squeezing, but he wasn't gentle either. This hand was also holding onto the bottom of her jaw. He controlled where her head moved and forced her to show her throat. The hand that held her arms had a bruising grip, making her wince, but she fought the sounds that rose in her throat. She knew she could scream if she wanted. It would most certainly get the attention of the villagers nearby, but even Inuyasha was incapable of reaching her location in time to stop what was undoubtedly about to happen. And even if she did scream, what was to stop Lord Sesshomaru from wrapping his long, pale fingers around her throat to cut her off, or from clamping his hand over her mouth again? The answer, in short, was nothing, and he did the latter without having given her the chance to try to scream.
Rin jerked against him as the tickle of parting hair teased her shoulder again and the deep vibration of Sesshomaru's growl shook her to the bone. Her protests were muffled beneath his hand and she whimpered with fear when the unmistakable touch of lips at her throat warned her of what was to come. A kiss, light as a feather…another kiss, traveling up, traveling down, slow and deliberate, hot and agonizing. Without thinking, her head fell back against Sesshomaru's left shoulder, his hand ever present against her mouth, and she groaned as the first wave of gooseflesh puckered her flesh alarmingly once he found the right spot to taste with his tongue. That was when the first scrape of a fang renewed her energy.
'NO!' She tried to shout, but all that was heard was "OOGHMM!" Her fists clenched and her body went rigid before she squirmed with everything she had. She couldn't let him do it! She couldn't let him claim her! Lord Sesshomaru wasn't in his right mind! He couldn't possibly be doing what he was doing! Not to her! Not—like this…
Rin blushed furiously despite herself. She had just admitted that she actually might want this and it scared the hell out of her! So what could she do but fight harder to prevent it? But what could Sesshomaru do except what he had intended?
Sesshomaru nuzzled his way back against the skin of her throat and Rin felt the sharp edge of two fangs grow and tease her flesh. From above, he replaced his left hand with his right around her wrists and used his left to weave his fingers into the black hair at the base of her skull, all while leaving her mouth free. Without warning, he clenched her hair in his fist and forced her head sideways, giving him better access and causing Rin to cry out in surprise. "Lord Sesshomaru! Please! St—AH!" The pain was intense as two razor sharp fangs plunged deeply into her throat.
Rin's mouth hung open in a silent scream after the initial shock wore off, but she groaned and whimpered as the poison of his essence injected from his mouth into her body. The heat of his venom boiled her blood and she writhed in tortured silence, begging to be released but knowing full well that she would never escape him now.
Her hands were soon released, followed by her hair, but fangs remained embedded. Strong arms circled her middle but Rin didn't let him have the chance to trap her again. She threw an arm up and reached back behind them, behind Sesshomaru's head and returned the favor, grabbed as much of his silver hair as she could and yanked.
"OH!"
Sesshomaru's fangs withdrew from her throat, but Rin had not anticipated that that was what he probably wanted in the first place. She felt cold air bathe the bite mark, but hot air kissed the inside of her right wrist. When she reached to grab his hair, it gave him direct access to the tender flesh of her arm and his mouth went straight for it. Yet again, he penetrated her flesh deeply with his fangs and injected her soul with his poison. One of his hands came up and held her in place but the other allowed her to turn and face him. What she saw scorched her body from the inside out.
His eyes were glowing deep and dark, a wild sea of honey surrounded by blood and chaos. His lips were stained with her blood and his venomm and they hid the evidence of his fangs buried in her skin.
Rin was panting by the time his other arm reached for her again, this time pulling her forward. He put her back against the base of the tree, pinning her with the weight of his body, and only then did he withdraw from her wrist. Blood dripped down into the curve of her elbow from the bite, while what was left of her blood streaked down from the corner of Sesshomaru's mouth. His tongue came out to catch the escaping drops, the sight of which weakened Rin's knees. Quickly, she focused her gaze on anywhere other than his face and fought the heat rising to her cheeks.
The kimono she wore wasn't nearly thick enough to contain the heat she was emitting from this encounter. If Lord Sesshomaru hadn't felt it before, she was sure that he was able to now. She closed her eyes and breathed heavily, unsure of what to do or say, or if she could do either without Sesshomaru's leave to do so.
Her hands lifted and came to rest against the armor of his chest, not sure if she wanted to push him away or if she needed just to brace herself. Her body trembled, no doubt from shock, but also from the poison in her blood. With movement, every cell of her being was invaded by poison and she forced herself to keep still, preventing it from driving her into unconsciousness. It wasn't painful, but she had nothing to compare it to and the feeling was overwhelming. It weakened her considerably, but it energized her in a strange sort of way. "Why?" She breathed aloud, not expecting an answer.
Sesshomaru didn't give her one. Instead, she felt one of his hands trace the delicate skin of her jaw, forcing Rin to lift her head but not enough to make her look at him. Instead she shut her eyes tight and swallowed hard. In a rustle of fabric, a burning hot tongue licked clean the blood from the crook of her elbow and traced up and back over the bloodied bite at her wrist. Rin forced her head back to rest against the tree trunk, shaking as though she were being tasted by electricity. "Lord Sesshomaru…" she whispered, unable to say anything else.
She was scared. No other word existed that was fit to describe how she felt when she peeled open her eyelids and found herself captured by her Lord's fiery stare. She tried to look away, but his command left her unable to do so. "Don't turn your gaze from me."
She did as she was told and watched him inch closer to her face, his eyes still severe and glowing. "M-my Lord, I—!"
"You know what I've done." He breathed. "It's written all over your face, Rin."
Rin felt herself on the verge of tears. "Yes, I know, but—"
"You know what it means!" Sesshomaru growled as he paused before her face. "I have laid claim on you." He moved to grip her wrists, forcing her arms upward and giving him the chance to press his entire body against her.
Rin grabbed the white fabric of his kimono and held onto it for dear life, desperate to cling to some semblance of reality. "I don't deserve that, my Lord!" She used what was left of her strength to move him backward and she growled at him. "I don't deserve you!" Her strength failed her and she was back against the tree, trapped and at his mercy.
Sesshomaru snarled, and then managed to get directly into her face. "If you truly believed that, then my poison should have killed you."
Rin's mouth popped open and was immediately taken by the demon in front of her. She tasted her own blood at first, metallic and lingering, and then a flavor she had never known before that was all Sesshomaru.
His mouth slanted to control her lips and forced them apart again and again, punishing and unrelenting, all while his gaze held her, daring her to look away from him. He almost wished she would disobey him. He wanted very much to punish her further.
Rin struggled to breathe as Sesshomaru's kiss stole the air from her lungs. He was going to take her one way or another, that much was obvious, but she couldn't let it happen. She needed to free herself and run! She needed to get as far away from him as possible, but there was no demon or human on Earth who could help her escape him. Lord Sesshomaru had claimed her and she was beyond saving if she couldn't make him see reason. She had to try! She wasn't worthy of him! She had to make him understand that before things went so far that he couldn't change his mind!
With one last look in his eyes, Rin closed hers and did the only thing in her power that she could do. She kissed him back, and kissed him back hard. So hard in fact that Sesshomaru was moved back in surprise and his grip on her wrists weakened.
Wrenching herself free, Rin formed a fist and right hooked Lord Sesshomaru in the jaw hard enough to stun him and she began to run. Her goal was to lead him away from the village, and she would double back once she lost him in the forest and seek out Kagome and Inuyasha for help. They could offer her very little protection, but she only needed enough time to figure out how to explain why she was the wrong woman to be mated with Sesshomaru.
How could he do that? How could he claim her so forcefully, and what possessed him to do it? She was downwind of him when she saw him in the wheat field! Was it possible that he was able to catch her scent so far away? Had she smelled different when he caught her? What made him do it?
Rin's feet hammered into the ground and she flew through the forest. She had to get away! She had to lose him!
A sound she had only ever heard in battle erupted just behind her from where she left Sesshomaru, making her blood run cold. Dodging tree after tree, she nearly tripped on a root and slammed sideways into and trunk, knocking herself backward onto the ground. Scrambling to her feet, she ran again, changing direction and leading herself deeper into the protection of the forest. Her lungs were screaming but she refused to let up, determined to put distance between herself and her new mate.
Rin blushed furiously and berated herself for even imagining it to be a possibility. She had to pick up the pace if she wanted to hide, or else…
Being human, she didn't have to run long before she spotted a white blur in her periphery. She knew very well what it was, who it was, but she ran anyway. It was quickly dawning on her that the plan she so hastily came up with was going to cost her dearly and she was going to lose, but pointless as it was, she kept running.
Rin couldn't hear him pursuing her, but she saw him well enough. He was coming closer, expertly dodging trees and running parallel at a pace so at ease that she hated him for it. Her body was beginning to give in to fatigue, but Lord Sesshomaru didn't even look winded. She had to do something drastic, or else she was going to get tackled.
Without thinking, she skidded to a halt and ran directly at him, ducking out of his reach. She had been right; he was caught off guard and missed the chance to grab her. This only gave Rin a few seconds advantage before she was followed again. This time, he was right on her heels. She dived to the right before Sesshomaru's arms could reach her and she rolled, barely missing a tree trunk before she was on her feet again and weaving her way through a patch of thick forest. Because of the new location, she couldn't run, but she climbed her way through the narrow spaces with ease since she was so thin. If she had calculated right, Sesshomaru's armor would prevent him from following and she'd be free to escape.
The flaw in that logic met her halfway through the obstacles when she heard what sounded like razors slashing through thick crops. Glancing behind her, she figured out that all of the trees she had come through were being cut down and that the person responsible was Lord Sesshomaru. He was behind her, cutting through trees with his claws with such ease that she feared that he might miss and cut her down too. "AH!" She shouted as the nearest tree to her was cut and crashed down in front of her. Before she could leap over its bulk, Lord Sesshomaru finally caught her. "Damn you!" She cursed at the fallen tree as she was yanked off her feet from behind.
"Your actions served no purpose other than to make this more difficult for yourself." Being human, Rin had nothing in her arsenal with which to fight him other than her strength of will, but when being pursued by one of the strongest demons to have ever existed, even that was lost to her. "Cease your struggling or I will force you," her demon Lord threatened in her ear.
She dug her nails into the flesh of his arms and kicked her bare feet back hoping to strike legs or something else that might bring Sesshomaru to his knees. Not many beings have been able to accomplish that, but Rin was endeavoring to be a part of that list. After several seconds of this, Sesshomaru acted on his threat and leaped into the air with Rin tightly wedged in his arms. She shrieked in alarm as the earth dropped beneath her feet and her body was propelled upward. Above the tree tops, she could see forest with open land on all sides, most of which she recognized and noticed that the wheat field she had spied Sesshomaru in earlier was getting closer and closer. So that was their destination, she determined.
With grace, they landed without a sound and Rin was released. She lurched forward out of the reach of her Lord and stumbled to right herself after their descent. Her hands met long stalks of grass, making her remember where she was and how far she had gone the first time she ran. She was busy calculating hers odds of escape in another direction when Sesshomaru read her body language. "How far do you think I will let you go before you realize that you can't outrun me?"
Rin closed her eyes in resignation. "Not very, my Lord." She decided to make light of the situation. "Though I bet I could do it if I strike you in the right place."
"Then by all means, give it a try."
His voice was dangerously close to her ear and she whipped around to find herself level with his chest. She gulped before she dared look up into his face, and then clenched her fists at her sides to keep herself from falling because of her weakened legs. When she did look up, he was challenging her to move. His eyes were no longer glowing red, but there was obvious heat beneath molten gold. He wanted her to fight! He wanted so badly for her to come at him just so that he could take her down with little to no effort! He wanted her to throw the first punch so that he could deflect it and take her…Lord Sesshomaru wanted her.
Startled by the revelation, she stepped back away from him, desperate to keep distance between them. The poison in her veins lit a fuse in her belly and she stumbled backward into the field, unsure of what to do next. Her blood boiled and her heart raced, but she couldn't let her body lose the battle. She wasn't just fighting Lord Sesshomaru. She was fighting his venom! It had weakened her at the first, but after having been chased through the forest, her blood had carried his essence to every muscle in her body and permeated her soul!
Sesshomaru followed her movements like a wolf, stalking her as if she were his prey. Rin swallowed hard, fighting herself and fighting him. She didn't know which was worse, and it troubled her to know that she had no way out. She sidestepped to change direction, but he followed. She tried again for the other direction, but he still followed. This wasn't going to get her anywhere other than his arms again, and she wasn't ready for it. She had to think of something else. "Why me?" she asked, hoping for a real answer. "Why me, and why now?"
Lord Sesshomaru followed her movements closely, determined to keep her near enough that he might catch her at any moment. "You already know the answer, Rin."
"That's not true!" Her left heel hit a rock and she fell back into a patch of wheat grass. "I'm just a human! You can't want me this way!" She leaned back on her hands and scooted backward to put more distance between herself and Lord Sesshomaru.
"I believe I have already made it clear that that was not the case." He sniffed the air in her direction and dealt her another blow. "My mark has reopened at your throat."
Rin's hand shot up and covered her neck where his teeth had been and pulled back. Clear as day, blood coated her hand. A deep crimson patch was beginning to soak the shoulder of her kimono and she felt sticky beneath it. "You didn't seal it," she said without thinking, annoyed by the dirty feeling of its wetness. She looked down at her right wrist and confirmed that that was the case. The bite there had been sealed properly by Sesshomaru's saliva, but she had run away before he could administer the same attention to her throat.
Sesshomaru dropped to his knees and reached for her before she could move back. "Come here." He didn't bother with gentleness, knowing full well that she would protest regardless. His lips were at her throat before she knew what hit her and he suckled the tender flesh until Rin writhed like a snake against him.
She grabbed his upper arms and dug her nails into him, knowing that no matter how hard she squeezed, he would be unaffected. He was her anchor until he let go, but he wasn't letting go any time soon. She was right where he needed her to be, beneath him and weak. It was the only way to make her feel him, the only way to make her understand. For one brief second, she moaned his name and shivered deliciously against his probing tongue, lost in him as he was in her. "Lord…Sesshomaru." She whimpered into his hair, rendered helpless by his attentions.
Deep in his throat, Sesshomaru let free a primal growl that vibrated through to her bones. His mouth released her throat, but not before applying a kiss across his mark in reminder that he had been there. The wound would heal, but the flesh would remember with every touch he planned to give her in the future that she belonged to him, and Rin felt her tears streak down the sides of her face.
Sesshomaru smelt the salt of those tears but ignored them for the present. Instead, he forced Rin to lay back into the grass, flat and open for him. She was no longer struggling, but she didn't make it easy. Her hands had come up and gripped him by the front of his kimono to keep him from doing anything further.
"Did you want me that bad, my Lord?" She whispered as she fixed her deep brown eyes on his. "You must know that I'm not worthy of you…" Her attempt to fight him one last time was feeble at best. "A human is never worthy of such greatness…"
Sesshomaru placed his hands on either side of her against the ground, hovering above her with urgency. "You are so much more than human, Rin."
"What?" Rin shook her head to clear it. "I have been and will only ever be human!" She kept his kimono in her hands, hoping to keep him from coming down on top of her.
"You're wrong." Sesshomaru stated, voice strained as he watched her through his demon eyes. "You have been," he started to say while he reached for her hands and pried them free of his clothing. "And always will be," he went on as he forced her hands into the grass and came within an inch of her face. "Mine!" His mouth crashed down on top of hers and devoured her voice before Rin even had the chance to protest. He broke away seconds later to speak again. "Fight this all you like, but never forget that I alone can take you thus." He kissed her fiercely, driven by the demon blood that flowed through his veins, and did so more once he realized that Rin was reciprocating in kind. Her head had lifted from the ground and was taking his mouth with as much force as he had with her.
Mine. That one word undid her to her very core and she wanted him to devour her, to tease her, taste her, touch her, punish and destroy every thought that kept her from letting him have her. She waited until he pulled his lips from her to give him what he wanted. "Yours." She agreed before she found her mouth taken once again, and demon hands released hers to find bits of flesh to explore and hold. One hand found the folds of her kimono and plunged beneath them to liberate one of her breasts, kneading with gentleness before taking her nipple between his thumb and middle finger. One delicate pinch made Rin's breath catch, her toes curl, and her legs clench together in agony as liquid fire pooled between her thighs. With another pinch, her back was arching off the ground and her groans were captured by Sesshomaru's mouth.
She tried to turn her head to break free, but was met with great resistance from the demon above her. Another pinch threatened to unhinge her and she shook beneath him, trying to turn her breast away from his hand. Rin felt his lips curl wickedly against her own, and before she knew what hit her, he tugged at and rolled her nipple, forcing her body to experience an explosion so powerful that her scream broke her connection with Sesshomaru's mouth. "Lord Sesshomaru!"
Rin cried out so loudly that she woke herself and gripped the soaked bed sheets to keep from thrashing about. She gasped, and fought to calm her racing heart. Apparently, she had just been dreaming, but she was covered in a film of sweat, and the flesh between her thighs pulsed wickedly from a climax that she had not been prepared for. "What the—what the hell was that!?" she asked herself as she sat up and caught her head in her hands. The movement was disorienting and she felt dizzy. The blood in her body hadn't fully dispersed from her lower region yet.
She waited a few seconds before she threw her blankets back and tried to stand. From the look of the light straining through her windows, it was morning and she had chores to tend to, though she wasn't sure if she even wanted to step foot outside where the villagers could see her. If anyone was near her house, they undoubtedly heard her cry out for Lord Sesshomaru, and that alone made her face flame. The memory made her clap her hand to her mouth to keep herself from whimpering. Never, in all of the years that she had known the great demon Lord, had she ever dreamed of herself in situation with him like that! What was worse, though, was that she regretted waking up! Harlot! She chided herself.
How could she face him after that? How could she look Lord Sesshomaru in the face without blushing furiously, with him possibly demanding to know why? How could she face him at all?!
Rin dropped back down onto her blankets and trembled. Aftershock, she concluded as she tried to settle down. Even she could pick up the scent of her arousal from the sheets. "What—in the hell—was that?!" She asked again, hoping against all odds that she had an answer this time.
"That," said a deep velvet voice from behind her. "Is what I'd like to know."
Author's Note: I don't know where this story came from, but it just hit me the other day and I couldn't stop writing. It will only be 2 or 3 chapters long and I am almost finished with it. I hope you like it, but if not; to each their own.
A Cruel Twist of Fate: It's already in the process of being completed and will be updated within the next month, I hope. I cannot promise anything and let me tell you why. I'M GETTING MARRIED!
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