Chapter III.V

Author's Note: This is the second half of the previous chapter that contains the scene I spoke of.

Hours later, Rin put down the scroll she had been reading on demon etiquette and pressed herself against the luxurious material of her futon, waiting for the presence of her lord. The gold and jewel-toned accents of the needlework twined together to form natural patterns atop the crimson silken sheets which contrasted beautifully with her skin. Her heart pumped at an erratic pace within her ribcage, knocking against the bones that kept it prisoner within her. She had known the look her lord had given her well, wordlessly telling her that he would be visiting tonight.

She had been surprised at the gesture since it was only yesterday that he had taken her and because, while they were traveling, he would usually only desire her once every seven to fourteen moons. She supposed it was because he had to send Ah-Un and Jaken away, making it a greater inconvenience and thus decreasing the frequency in which he wanted her.

The door slid open and her lord walked in, drawing her attention to him. Each of his steps overflowed with feline grace as the powerful cords of his lean muscles controlled each movement down to the faintest of details, never once making an arbitrary move. Her heart threatened to make its way out of her when he reached her, nuzzling the ridge of his nose against the hollow of her neck, breathing in her scent.

A low vibration emanated from his chest, the sound imperceptible as he spoke, "Rin."

"Yes, my lord?" Her breath shortened.

"Undress." He commanded.

He knew that he had to mask their relationship from the demons serving within the palace but it had bothered him that her body lacked his scent. He would restore it tonight, if only until the sun rises.

"Y-Yes, my lord."

She slowly peeled away layer after layer of kimono, letting them pool at her feet before she reached her thin under robe.

"Stop."

The view and taunt of having only a sliver of sheer fabric separate him from what he craved enticed him, increasing the frequency of the deep rumbling within his chest though it still remained undetectable to human ears. Such a reaction would be ignored for its implications because he could see that, even without his explicit touch, her rosy peaks stood erect to proudly crown her breasts. They were inviting, pulling at his instincts.

He dipped his head to capture one clothed nipple between his lips and gave it a soft lick, tongue against the rough material, causing a noise that sent a wave of heat that tightened the coil within his abdomen to escape her.

He wished to hear her moan again.

He sucked her through the undergarment, smelling and hearing her arousal rise with each additional second he lavished on the sensitive flesh and then moved on to do the same with the other, occasionally taking them between his teeth and tugging. When he felt that he had adequately moistened the fabric, he pulled away to observe her reactions.

His golden eyes narrowed. She was left blushing, rubbing her legs together in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure that had built up between them. The fabric in the areas around her nipples had become almost invisible to the naked eye and he could smell the wet proof of arousal running down her soft yet toned thighs. His eyes flashed red.

"S-Sesshomaru-sama."

She finally called his name.

Gold met with warm pools of hazel brown before she continued, "May I touch you?"

"Hn." He consented as he leaned into her body to lick along her neck.

She laced her fingers through his hair and caressed his scalp. He purred. She pulled. The purr morphed into a growl. His languid licks morphed into an onslaught of bites and rough kisses while his hand immediately went to the fragile tie that held her robe together, flicking a claw at it and cutting away the material.

The final barrier that kept her concealed fell away.

Rin pulled Sesshomaru's head down to where her sensitive peaks were before she let go of his hair and began pushing away at the shoulders of his kimono, wanting to see and feel more of his skin against her. He complied to her first demand, taking the flesh into his mouth, but rejected her second wish to have more of him.

He held her wrists together and pushed.

She allowed gravity to take her.

Her back hit the cushioned bedding, hands pinned above her. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips, wondering how he managed to keep himself upright with his only arm holding hers.

She was quickly snapped out of her thoughts when he rolled his hips into hers, clothed member grinding into her oozing bare mound. She moaned louder.

"S-Sesshom-maru-s-sama."

He didn't reply but she continued.

"M-may I kiss you?"

At her words, he ground his hips into hers harder, making no move to aline their lips while his tongue grazed lazily against her neck. Rin found it hard remembering anything other than the sensations caused by rubbing against one another. Heated moments passed like this with sporadic increases in both strength and pace before Rin completely forgot about what she had wanted from him other than him.

He let go of her hands and righted himself before slipping himself out of his hakama, quickly returning to his previous position on top of her and allowing her hands to be free while he braced himself on one arm.

He spoke beside her ear "Take me inside you."

She obeyed and reached down, tracing a finger against the head of him before positioning him against her welcoming entrance and pressing a gentle kiss against his jaw to signal her readiness to accept him.

Sesshomaru pushed himself into her with one hard stroke, savoring the slide into her softness while holding back a groan.

She cried out.

He pulled out, and then, slammed himself back in, losing count of how many times they had already indulged in each other but it seemed as if it would never be enough. The hunger remained endless. The thirst only quenched by her.

She felt so warm and wet wrapped around him.

"S-Sesshormaru-sama!" She moaned before she composed her voice "…Harder, please."

"Hn." It was the same response as he always gave but she could hear the breath and strain within the slight hitch of the sound.

He righted himself once again, still inside her, before he moved a leg from his hips to his shoulder, placing it there as he leaned back down and once again braced himself before pounding into her. Her arms flew around his back. The new angle made him penetrate her deeper, rubbing against a sensitive area within her and the opening of her womb. She clawed at his back, crying out his name repeatedly.

"F-faster. Please, faster. Sesshomaru-!" He gave a particularly hard thrust, cutting off the honorific.

He wanted to hear the syllables of his name tumble from her lips more, needed to hear the syllables of his name tumble from her lips more, so he complied with her demand. More. Both were reaching their peaks. More. She chanted his name like a sacred prayer. More. His blood coursed faster and hotter within his veins. It burned. More, more, more. His eyes bled red. He closed his eyes. He needed more. Fangs elongated inside his mouth. He clenched his jaw...He couldn't have more...

A featherlight hand cupped his cheek, caressing it gently before she replaced her hand with her lips.

She kissed along his cheek, his hips quickened. She kissed along his neck, his rhythm became erratic. She kissed his ear, they both came as he released inside of her, spreading his warmth throughout her entire body.

She longed for his lips to press against hers but she knew that it was a losing battle so she settled for wrapping her arms around his back and snuggling into his neck, recognizing that this moment wouldn't last while clinging to the hope that it would.

He remained still for a beat, and then he pulled out and sat up.

Rin spread out on the futon dazedly, eyes following Sesshomaru's figure.

He slipped himself back into his hakama and looked at her, taking in her long black hair fanned out on the white of the pillow, skin flushed with color, and his essence leaking out of her swollen pink slit.

He stood up.

"Rin."

Her voice intertwined with her breath before leaving her parted lips, "Yes, Sesshomaru-sama?"

He glanced her way one more time, "Take a bath tomorrow after the servant wakes you," and left.

"Yes, my lord."

No. He wouldn't have more.