Title: Wake Me
Author: piratequeen0405
Rating: Adult
Prompt: Hands
Characters: Sess/Rin
Genre: Canon, WAFF
Words: 371
Summary: Rin has nightmares
Warnings: None
It was when she slept that the past paid visits. Faded, long-forgotten faces that she knew by instinct rather than any true recognition. Laughing voices and old children's games. Her name, sung as a whisper and a lullaby. Dreams hinted to her that she had once been a normal, happy child.
The past also haunted. Keening screams and the distinct panic triggered by an angry smell of smoke. Voices scolding, telling her, unwanted, to go away. And wolves—always wolves—hot breath, sharp teeth, death. Why were her nightmares so much more vivid?
But time after time, reaching through the terror, a hand, his hand rescued her from ghosts and pulled her back to the present and him.
It had happened once before, years ago. She had been a child, happy like before and without care that a normal girlhood had passed her by. Darkness and cold and emptiness again had come and caught her, only to be banished by a stone weighing heavy on her chest. She had opened her eyes to find his hand cradling her cheek. The hand that was capable of such brutality, such remorseless cruelty was also able to provide comfort, to reassure. The Inu Youkai, already familiar with ambition and power, had impossibly learned sadness and fear.
And now, again, that calloused palm and those long fingers, tipped with delicate, deadly claws, gently pressed against her face and reminded her that the past was done. Reminded her with whom she lay. And when her racing heart slowed and he knew she was fully in their world, his hand became less tender. He teased and stroked, tracing circles and spirals down her throat, around her breasts, across her belly. His hand eased her legs apart, and deft fingers tangled in wet curls, caressing up and down, in and out. He smiled into her neck as she moaned his name.
***
She had remade him more times than he could count. A small human child had taught him the lesson of compassion. A beautiful human woman had woken him to unsought, unexpected love. The hand that he had at one time thought was only meant to hold a sword, now had far more important things to accomplish.
