Her Blood
by TheMadKatter13
SUMMARY~He was injured and feral. She was unconscious and bleeding. Her scent was intoxicating and he would have it for his. CU. Sesshoumaru/Kagome.
DISCLAIMER~The rights to Inuyasha reside with Takahashi Rumiko and I receive no financial gain from the writing of this story.
AN~Originally written under 'RavenSilverKat'.
Small little thought. Enjoy.
01 Her Blood
He was injured and feral.
She was unconscious and bleeding.
The scent of her blood was heady and intoxicating as the blood of no other was. Her friends were asleep around her, oblivious to the danger he posed to their precious woman. It was hard not to kill them all and take her for his own, but that scent of her was drawing him in deep.
He paused and breathed in deeply, all senses extra-alert to anything that might disturb him from obtaining what he wanted. From tasting her blood.
She was covered in a strange, fluffy material not unlike a cocoon. It was removed quickly and easily. The scent of her blood hit him in a strong wave, the scent headier and more powerful than before. It was so powerful, it brought him to his knees and he almost took her because of it. But no, he had to be careful or her friends would wake and take her from him. That could not happen.
He breathed deeply and almost collapsed from the sensory overload.
She shivered from the cold and he felt a sudden anger at himself that he had allowed himself to cause her such discomfort. He instantly covered her body with his tail and there was a soft sigh of relief at his intense body heat. He paused and concentrated upon her breathing. She still slept and so did all of her friends. His pleasure at their obliviousness was great.
Her clothes were easily removed and the scent became stronger still. Gently and slowly, he nudged her knees apart and slid his head in between her thighs, slowly pushing her legs upon his shoulders. His tail remained covering body to keep her from the cold.
A slow rumble stirred in his chest as he neared that which gave off that scent. Almost as if her body could sense his hair brushing the inside of her thighs, her body warmed and her heart beat slowly quickened. At the first lick to her center, to the center of that scent, her heart jumped and raced ahead at a staccato pace.
He was in heaven. No other taste could compare. Slowly, he took of her center, each lick another piece of heaven. As his tongue would dip in and out, expectedly it would brush against that one spot that could undoubtedly send her over the edge.
She moaned.
He nearly took her right then.
That scent had him hooked in like a drug, keeping him wanting more. As did her moans. Every time he brushed against that one spot, her body would tense and a low moan would sound from her chest. All of his senses were centered on her now.
The moans were coming more and more frequently now as his pace increased and she neared the edge. Still, the woman slept, supposedly trapped in some erotic dream of a suppressed desire. Then she whispered his name, her voice thick with pleasure, but quiet, as was a sigh. His pride took a leap that that which he had taken as his knew that she was his.
He was growing impatient to bring her pleasure and his licks to her little bundle of nerves grew harsher and she gave a little cry, a few tears sliding down her cheeks. He would rid them of her beautiful face once she had come.
Her body was tense under his continued harsh ministrations. He increased his pace as he sensed her closeness. Her breathing grew harsher and her tears increased as her senses took more than they ever had before. He slowly slid a hand over her mouth as she came, lapping up all her body offered him.
She lay there twitching as her senses finished running all of the electricity through themselves and he slowly licked up all that was left, avoiding that bundle. He knew that any more of an increase to her overload and it would be too much for her to handle.
Once he knew she could take it, he released his engorged member from his hakama and slowly slid inside her-her smell alone had tempted him to do this and he was so intoxicated he could not stop.
He couldn't decide which was a better heaven, tasting her or being inside her. He thrust and he knew. She moaned again and his claws dug into her hips as he thrust hard in response, leaving bruises from his fingertips and little pinpricks of blood from his claws.
He had to be careful not to wake her with his thrusts, nor her friends with her moans. It was hard to not pound into her without abandon for that would not bode well for her weaker body and it would no doubt wake her.
His thrusts were slow at first, but he slowly sped up as much as he could and it was better than anything he had or could have sensed or encountered.
From her taste and her moans, he was already close, and then she came. It was not long until he found his release and emptied his seed into her.
As he released, his mind cleared up and he knew that what he had done was wrong and a violation. With his sleeve, he erased all traces of his seed from her and slowly licked the blood from her hips and the tears from her cheeks. After he had dressed her, he put the tips of his fingers to her stomach and released a special concentration of his poison to make his seed inactive.
He placed a slow, lingering kiss on the skin over her womb for even though he longed for a pup of his own to raise as his heir, and she would most likely be a better mother than any youkai woman out there, the strange and sudden pregnancy would frighten her and her task would not promote a good health for the pup.
He wrapped her back within the confines of her strange sleeping covers and placed a kiss upon her brow before turning into the forest and disappearing before her friends awoke.
TBC
I know, I know. Unusual and possibly disturbing premise but...I could not resist. And I know most of you are wondering, "How the HELL did she not wake up?" In time, my young readers. In time...
Weekly updates.
PS~Rape is not ok. This is just a story.
