Title: Victory, part II
Pairing: Izayoi/ Inu no Taisho
Rating: M
Summary: The Inu no Taisho pays Izayoi a visit. Follows "Victory, part I" and "Conquest".
"This is our last meeting, my lady" The Inu no Taisho said sadly one night as he gazed at the moon, sitting close to Izayoi on the floor of her bedchamber.
The human princess sat bolt upright and frowned.
"Why, my lord?" she asked quietly, "you tire of my company?"
The Inu no Taisho turned to her and shook his head.
"No," he said "of course not. I simply must go and take care of the intruders that have been invading my lands for the past month. I do not wish to leave you, but they must be dealt with".
Izayoi nodded mournfully and looked away as he rose to his feet to done his armor. Silently, she reached for his sword that lay on the wooden floor. Izayoi nearly touched the hilt when the daiyoukai grabbed her little hand in his and squeezed lightly; after a moment, his fingers entwined with hers.
"No," he said quietly and shook his head, "This sword is so monstrously evil that it cannot be wielded or touched by anyone but myself. Your delicate human heart will not survive the encounter with this demonic weapon". Then he reached for the sword and tucked it into the sheath that was strapped to his back.
After a moment of silence in which the Inu no Taisho adjusted the blade on his back with only one hand, Izayoi finally realized that their fingers where still entwined. When she tried to free herself from his grip, the daiyoukai pulled her to her feet and pressed her against him with his other hand.
"My lady" he breathed, his golden eyes boring into her dark ones, "will you grant this lowly warrior's wish and allow him to kiss your lips?"
Izayoi placed her shaking hands on his armor-clad chest and nodded.
"I will" she managed to whisper before his lips touched hers.
The kiss was so soft and brief that Izayoi wondered whether it was a dream conjured in her fevered mind or indeed a reality. The daiyoukai pulled away from her and bowed low.
"Thank you, my lady." he said when he straightened up, "I shall never forget the nights I have spent in your lovely company".
He reached out to touch her cheek and she leaned into his warm touch. The Inu no Taisho dropped the hand, bowed again and turned to leave. Izayoi watched his stiff, retreating back with mixed emotions.
"Wait!" she cried out, surprising not only him but herself as well. The Inu no Taisho stopped but did not turn. Izayoi took it as her cue and ran to him and embraced his back, her little hands unable to circle him, as she buried her face deep in his fur pelt. Finally, agonizingly slowly, he turned around and brought his hands around her little form that looked even smaller in the formal robes that she wore.
Izayoi's head shot up and she looked into his eyes, noting that his beautiful features were tainted by sadness and sorrow.
And that was her undoing.
Izayoi threw her delicate hands around his neck and pressed herself against his armor, reaching towards his lips with her eager little mouth. The daiyoukai needed no further invitation as he lifted her in his arms in order to better accommodate her desire, nearly bruising her lips with the force of his kiss.
By the time he released her to remove his armor and sword, Izayoi was panting and burning with restrained desire for the dangerous daiyoukai in front of her. Once the obstacles in the forms of cloth, steel and fur were out of the way, the Inu no Taisho pulled the dazed princess into his arms and dropped to the tatami mats on her wooden floor. Their bodies appeared merged together, the many layers of her kimono and her ebony locks falling around and covering them like a silk curtain. His hands roamed her body as their kisses deepened and his knee slid between her thighs. Izayoi gasped into the daiyoukai's mouth; providing him with better access to her velvet tongue.
The Inu no Taisho's hands rose higher until they reached the collars of her formal kimono and pulled down five layers at once. He reversed their position, laying her gently on her back and leaning over her in a way that would not burden her with his body weight. One of his wicked hands slid from her neck past her collar bone to touch her left breast. Just when Izayoi began to enjoy the sensation of his touch on her sensitive flesh, the said hand slid further down her inflamed body to cup the mound of her sex. Her tightly shut eyes flew open at the agonizing touch and she gasped with both shock and pleasure. The Inu no Taisho's hand moved and pressed against her skirt, aiming for that spot of bundled nerves that tortured Izayoi to no end. She looked at the daiyoukai through half lidded eyes and noted that he was smirking. When he noticed her fevered glance he bent his head and pressed his moist lips to her ear.
"Unfortunately, I cannot touch you here with my naked hand because of my claws."The Inu no Taisho said and pressed his wicked fingers for emphasis, making Izayoi shudder and moan. He kissed her ear, her jaw line and moved to feast on her neck. The pace of his hand quickened and Izayoi found it hard to contain the moans that threatened to erupt from her tightly closed mouth. The sweet pain between her thighs was beginning to drive her mad; she could no longer lie peacefully beneath the daiyoukai and remain silent so she squirmed and moaned as he drove her to her release.
As soon as Izayoi stilled under his sinful hand and the tremors in her body calmed, the Inu no Taisho moved to cover her little form with his body.
"Gods, you are so beautiful when you climax" he whispered into her heated ear and smiled wickedly when she blushed red. He undid the remaining layers of her formal garb until she was bare before him. His hand passed over her ribcage and stomach to settle on her hip, where it moved in soothing circles against Izayoi's burning skin.
"Tennyo," he murmured against her neck "you are not of this world; you cannot be…"
Izayoi squirmed under him as the heat between her sleek thighs returned. How did he manage to reduce her to such a state? She could not gather her thoughts, could not make her mouth form the words that would make him stop and leave without achieving her seduction again. Izayoi opened her mouth in order to cease the amorous onslaught on her resistance, only to have a taste of his luscious lips and devilishly skillful tongue.
The hand that rested on her hip moved to her raised thigh and nudged it softly aside. Before Izayoi had the chance to register any of the daiyoukai's actions, she felt the skin of his toned lower abdomen against her pelvis and gasped; she did not notice him removing his clothes.
The Inu no Taisho lowered his head and bit Izayoi's earlobe gently, making the doomed human princess shiver with delight and forget all her doubts. His luscious lips tormented the feverish skin of her neck and softly caressed her collarbone. Izayoi, driven mad by want and it's agonizingly sweet pain, clutched her lover's backside and pressed him down upon her. She heard and felt his laughter on her body as he sought to satisfy her desire.
When the pain from their joining came she gaped, unable to produce a sound or suck in much needed air. Izayoi heard her lover groan, as she sank her blunt fingernails into his broad shoulders. The Inu no Taisho lowered his lips to kiss her open mouth greedily, his hand roaming her side.
"Izayoi," he moaned against her lips, "you will be my undoing".
"No," she gasped as his hand brought her thigh to rest on his hip in order to achieve a deeper penetration, "you will be mine".
As their joining progressed, Izayoi noticed that the pain she felt was slowly evaporating and, instead, making way for a strong feeling of need to relieve her bladder. With every thrust and every move the Inu no Taisho made within her, that undeniable urge grew until Izayoi panicked that she would have to relieve herself there and then, with him between her thighs.
Unable to bare the pressure any longer, she pushed at his shoulders.
"M-my Lord" she panted "s-stop, I…I have to go!"
The Inu no Taisho chuckled sensually and pinched her left nipple.
"No" he murmured into her heated ear, pushing even faster and harder into her "No, you don't".
"That's it," she thought miserably to herself, unableto control her bladder "Gods! The shame…"
And as something within her snapped and she gasped and clutched at her lover's shoulders again, the understanding that the pressure she felt had absolutely nothing to do with her bladder dawned upon her. Izayoi trembled and shivered beneath the daiyoukai as her unused walls clenched frantically around him, unwilling to let him go.
And thus, caught in the throes of passion, with one hand fisted in the Inu no Taisho's silver mane and the other in their discarded clothes, Izayoi could not stop herself in time.
"I love you" she cried softly in his delicately pointed ear," I love you, I love you, I love you!"
Once the realization of what she blurted out sank in her hazed mind, Izayoi stiffened with dawning horror. Did she just tell him that she….?
"Perhaps," ran the thought in her fevered mind, "perhaps he did not hear…?"
The Inu no Taisho cupped Izayoi's cheek and turned her face towards his. She noticed that his eyes were heavily lidded and that his luscious lips were moist and slightly parted. Izayoi shivered with delight at the sensual visage in front of her eyes and blushed.
"What is the matter?" he asked her tenderly, his hand never leaving her burning skin "You stiffened for a moment; did I hurt you in some way?"
Izayoi's mind began singing praise to the Gods. He did not hear her desperate confession! She was safe!
The flushing human princess smiled sweetly at her beautiful lover and shook her head. He nodded at her and his eyes darted to her lips, while his hand slipped from her cheek to cup a perfectly round breast.
"Good" he panted and crushed his lips to hers.
The Inu no Taisho rose into a sitting position, pulling Izayoi closer to him. He grabbed her smooth thighs and rested them on his hips, thus spreading them even further and opening the blushing girl completely to him. The daiyoukai increased his already maddening pace, his deadly claws scraping the skin of Izayoi's thighs. She closed her eyes tightly, too embarrassed to look at his face, when he climaxed. Soon enough Izayoi felt the sweaty skin of his chest on her breast and his hot, labored breath in her ear. She could still feel the spasms of his release inside of her when he pushed the sweaty hair from her face and smiled at her.
Rather wickedly.
"Lovely Izayoi," he whispered, his golden eyes burning with carnal satisfaction "the memory of you and this night shall sustain me on my lonely journey".
With that he kissed her lips before she had a chance to utter a response and rose to don his garments on.
Izayoi, mind blissfully blank, sat up shakily. The wheels of her mind decided to start turning when the Inu no Taisho was already sitting on the tatami mats in his hakama and in the process of putting his second boot on. Izayoi frowned and looked around herself, her mind finally registering the wrinkled clothes, tussled hair and heavy smell of coitus.
"Oh no!" she gasped "What have I done?"
The Inu no Taisho turned to her, a startled look on his face.
"What happened?" he asked, his tone laced with concern. He scanned her body with his eyes, making the frantic Izayoi blush crimson. "Are you in pain?"
The human princess shook her head and pressed a shaking hand to her lips in order to stifle a sob that threatened to erupt from her trembling lips. The Inu no Taisho crept towards her and cupped her cheek.
"What is it, my flower?" he asked tenderly, his thumb moving in soothing half circles against her skin.
"I cannot believe that I….That we…"
The daiyoukai rose to his knees and pulled the sobbing, deliciously naked princess against his hard chest.
"You doubt my feelings?" he whispered into her ear.
"I doubt that you will return to me."
He kissed her then, long and hard until she clasped her hands around his neck and pressed her little breasts against him. She moaned into his mouth and combed his messy ponytail with her fingers, sending delightful shivers down his spine.
When Izayoi's exploring hand grabbed his renewed erection, the Inu no Taisho nearly bit her tongue in shock.
"The little vixen…" he thought, hardly surpassing a groan.
"Izayoi," he grunted in her ear as she slid her hand up and down the silk of his hakama "if you continue this, I will be forced to take you again," he bit her lower lip playfully, "on your knees".
Izayoi only squeezed the clothed member in her hand and kissed the daiyoukai's half open mouth, making him grunt and bite his lower lip. When the pace of the devious hand only quickened, the Inu no Taisho grabbed Izayoi's shoulders and spun her around. He pushed her on her hands and knees with one hand and lowered his hakama with the other; a moment later the silken cloth was pooled around the daiyoukai's knees as he quickly thrust into the panting human girl beneath him.
Izayoi's blunt fingernails scraped the tatami mats with each movement the Inu no Taisho made within her. She could feel every grunt, sigh, moan and growl of satisfaction the daiyoukai made as it coursed through her core and shook her body with sinful pleasure.
Through the haze of delirious desire, Izayoi heard a huff of dissatisfaction from the Inu no Taisho and tensed. However, before she could react in any way, a strong arm snaked around her waist and hot breath tickled her ear.
"No, this will not do," the Inu no Taisho murmured into Izayoi's neck and tasted the soft skin with his wicked tongue, "I cannot see your face".
And with that he pulled the startled, blushing human girl against him, not even bothering to leave the sanctuary of her body. Izayoi's back met the hard chest of the daiyoukai and her knees quivered. One of his hands rubbed her thigh, to keep her in place, while the other went to the girl's right breast. Izayoi moaned at the touch and threw her head back against the Inu no Taisho's chest; one of her hands crept into the loose pony tail of silver strings and grabbed the silky goodness in a tight fist.
Izayoi shivered when she felt the wet tip of the Inu no Taisho's tongue gently touch her earlobe; she grabbed the daiyoukai's thigh for support, earning herself a deep chuckle and a little bite on the neck. Unable to contain herself, Izayoi moaned again.
The Inu no Taisho grinned to himself and lowered his head to bury his sensitive nose in the girl's sweetly scented hair. The sounds emanating from her throat were wreaking havoc upon him and his unrestrained desire; he knew that his climax was waiting just around the corner to take him and that he wanted nothing more than to give in to its onslaught, but the urge to see Izayoi squirm and hear her utter his title in a breathy moan as she shook with her release, was undeniable.
The Inu no Taisho grabbed Izayoi's hand that rested on his thigh and slowly, in a very sensual manner that made the girl shiver, dragged it up her leg to rest between her thighs. There, with the help of Izayoi's blunt fingers, he started running languid circles around the tiny bundle of nerves that lay hidden under soft dark curls.
"M-my Lord!" Izayoi cried out and arched into their joined hands. Her beautiful face was heavily flushed from both the embarrassment and exercise and she thrashed her head from side to side against the daiyoukai's chest in her agonizing passion. He could feel the slight tightening of Izayoi's walls around him and knew that it will not take long to achieve her third climax for the evening. With the most wicked smile that surely would have justified the title "mononoke", the Inu no Taisho bent his head to whisper into Izayoi's ear.
"Say it again, Izayoi" he murmured and noted in satisfaction how hard her walls clenched around him at the sound of his voice.
"W-what d-do you m-mean, m-my Lord?" she asked in a moan.
The Inu no Taisho smirked and pinched her right nipple.
"That you love me," he breathed against the shell of her ear, "say that you love me again, Izayoi".
She gasped, colored and stiffened in his arms, not daring to look into his eyes. Eager for an answer and unwilling to cause her discomfort, the daiyoukai squeezed Izayoi's breast softly and quickened the pace of their joined hands. Izayoi panted, shivered and nearly melted in his arms as her orgasm hit her.
"I-I love you!" she stammered, causing the Inu no Taisho to lose himself completely as well.
They fell onto the floor still joined. After a few moments the daiyoukai pulled out of her body and spun her in his arms so that their eyes would finally meet. He caressed her cheek softly and pulled her in for a passionate kiss that took Izayoi's remaining breath away.
Then he stood up and started to dress, leaving the dazed human princess on the tatami mats. When he finished clasping his armor and she still did not move, he bent down and placed a soft kiss upon her lips. Smiling at her blushing cheeks and quickened breath, the Inu no Taisho pulled away.
"I must leave now, my dove" he purred and grabbed his sword that still lay on the floor. When he finished putting it in place, the daiyoukai turned to Izayoi again.
"Wish me luck." He said with a cocky smile as he scanned her naked form with his eyes for the last time. Then, with a wave of his hand and another flash of that damned smile, he was gone.
Izayoi blinked at the empty room around her for a couple of times and stared at the shoji doors for a few minutes. Then, in a sort of a drunken daze, she rose from the pile of layers on the floor and made her way to her futon. Not even bothering to put some clothes on, Izayoi slipped in and pulled the covers over her head; she was fast asleep within minutes.
Izayoi awoke in mid morning to the sound of shuffling feet. She rose into a sitting position on her futon, the cover sliding off her upper body, and stretched. At the sound of a startled gasp she turned around to look at her wide-eyed maid.
"I-Izayoi-sama!" the girl stammered "What happened to your clothes?"
"My clothes…?" thought Izayoi and frowned. Then she looked at her exposed front and yelped, clutching the cover to her breast.
"I…I was hot!" she cried out and nodded vigorously.
The maid cocked an eyebrow and shrugged; then she reached for the kimono she brought with her and started organizing the layers for her mistress, who was muttering darkly to herself in the corner of the room. The maid could not make out what the human princess was saying but the words "fool" and "not again" were constantly repeated.
And as Izayoi sat on the tatami mats while her long ebony locks were being combed behind her, a strong, fierce howl was carried on the winds and she whimpered. Her head dropped into her hands and she shook her head miserably.
He did it again.
The echoes of the announcement of his victory over her rang in her ears for days.
And this time Izayoi waited in vain; the blood of her monthly cycle never came.
