"The Touch Of Your Finger Impels My Orgasm" by Abraxas (2009-12-10)
While Lord Sesshoumaru slept Rin caught Jaken at the edge of the encampment. They were silent, the girl standing a few inches above the demon, until she leaned into the lizard. A kiss - soft, fleshy lips met rough skin. The staff fell through the demon's weak feeble grip as she continued that attack of kissing.
"Why are you doing this, this - gods - this, Rin?"
The girl laughed while squeezing the youkai - wrapping and tightening her arms along his waist.
"Why are you letting it, Jaken?"
The lizard blinked, stunned, at the reply given by a girl that young. But she seemed so sweet! And so innocent.... Maybe - could it be? Was that the cause of the excitement? He had been aroused already. While they gathered flowers. While they shared chores. Gods - her neck, naked and exposed, her fingers, virgin and girl-like, mixed into a fantasy of deflowering that wetted too many nights to count.
She touched the tip of the beak with a finger that seemed tainted by the knowledge of intimacy. She stroked its length, memorizing its contours, enjoying its textures. He shut his eyes fighting - and failing - the idea of those puffy, delicate fingers exploring his scaly rough erection. He hardened, completely, with only the girl's tease as the feelings burgeoning between his legs grew to bursting.
Without a thought, he unfastened his jacket and let it fall onto the ground, where it collected about his feet. His hakama was tented, acutely, where the tip of the shaft poked against the fabric. It bobbed up and down as it throbbed.
Rin's fingers traced Jaken's tip. Then, against layers of fabric, she cupped his swollen hot head within the palms of her hands. She giggled while it twitched with a frenzied rhythm.
Rin whispered - "This.... This is mine..."
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