December 26 2006: Author's Nonsense: I figured that it would be unkind of me to not continue my story after the end of the previous chapter. I may be moving the rating of this fiction to Mature sometime in the future but I don't know because I've never really written anything worse than what this chapter contains. Moving on though.
End of chapter 7:
There was the slightest pressure from hands tracing her skin as they pressed under her shirt, causing goosebumps to appear on her otherwise unblemished complexion. She wasn't prepared to see Sesshomaru's face near hers as eyes popped open at the sensual touch, or his face moving closer to her to touch soft lips to her slightly chapped ones, parting them just a fragment with his tongue…
Chapter 8: Electrifying Lure
Kagome watched from a shock induced temporary mental faint as the demon lord pulled her closer with the arms that had so gracefully snaked around her, the warmth of his body and the electric thrill that accompanied the confusingly gentle touch of his lips. She had the vague thought of how marvelous he tasted before one of his hands moved up to cradle her head, fingers curling delightfully into her hair and massaging the back of her head even as he deepened the kiss, his other arm tightening behind her back as she let out a barely audible moan in return for the unexpected attention.
Her hands moved of their own accord, one seeking it's way to deftly start unbuttoning the shirt that he'd adorned so shortly before…wanting to feel flesh as opposed to fabric on her fingertips. Her other arm reached up to hold his head in reflection of what he'd done to hers. She was moving again but the lethargy that had originally held her was turning into a euphoric lull, taking her mind further and further from the logical thought of what was happening and into the pleasurable promises of what Sesshomaru was offering her if things proceeding as they were.
The scent of vanilla in the air was the distraction when he pulled back for a moment, eyeing her with a ravenous desire that made her heart flutter and she paused to consider what was happening when her hand met with his now partially bare chest where she'd finished opening it's front. She withdrew from the skin contact as realization of exactly what she was doing crashed with a frightening certainty to her now clearing head.
"W…wait…Sesshomaru…" she breathed, cursing herself for partially wanting the burning line of kisses he was leaving on her neck. Forcing her voice to be louder without intending to yell. "Sesshomaru…stop."
The demon lord drew back and his hair was a little disheveled, his shirt half off one of his shoulders and the intensity in his eyes still startled her, though her call seemed to have gotten through to whatever had taken hold of him and the amber started to bleed red from the outsides and she pulled herself back from the sudden dark aura that took over the lust that was emenating from him. He growled deeply as he pushed himself to a standing position and rushed out the door, leaving a very uncertain Kagome staring at the open door after the dog curiously. He'd dropped her and she'd slid to the floor more than fallen, too taken aback by what had just occurred to be concerned by that…what in the world had gotten into Sesshomaru?
She raised one hand to her lips and the other to her chest in shock, trying to calm her breathing and the threatening hysteria as she closed her eyes.
I did not just make out with Sesshomaru…I did not just feel him up…I did not have serious thoughts about having… Even her brain didn't want to hit the word. Sex with him…this is all a dream…it's all fake…he didn't do that…it isn't happening…I'm dreaming. I'm going to wake up and everything will be fine and I won't be…sitting on my floor trying to forget how good that felt.
She pinched herself harshly and winced, opening her eyes and leaning back in a defeated way against the side of the couch, shivering a bit from the memory of his claws teasing her spine and his tongue…
She forced her eyes open again and stood up, brain foggy again she stumbled a bit and shook her head…trying to remove the thoughts that lingered from her argumentative mind. That vanilla…it was starting to grate on her nerves…she stumbled a bit and found a small incense burning in her bathroom, a small layer of smoke escaping when she opened it. She coughed at the overwhelming smell, noticing the small almost after scent - for lack of a better word in her stupor of that scent she didn't recognize. It actually smelled rather wretched when it was so strong and she moved over to grab the incense and put it out in the sink, coughing and moving to open the bathroom window to help it clear…screw the cold her restroom was always going to stink of vanilla after this. She shook her head and moved back into her bedroom, head spinning and she was vaguely reminded of the times as the dentist when they gave her laughing gas and the world would turn upside down even if her body wasn't.
"What the hell was that…" she coughed again aloud, moving along the wall to head for the door. "Sesshomaru…where did he run off too? Why did he do that…no I don't want to think about it just yet."
Yet her imagination wasn't agreeing with her and in her woozy state it was running wild with all the things she could have been doing with him at the moment in vivid detail. She growled to herself as she leaned on the doorframe, far too warm for what her apartment should have been. Did he have to make her so damn…hot…she settled her forehead on the outside of the house and sighed at how relieving the cold was, resisting the urge to chase after the demon lord and do all the naughty things that were playing out in her mind.
"What the hell is wrong with me…" she whispered in amusement before she settled down to her knees in the snow, the cold was a relief to the heat evading her body. The fever and the erotic dreams that accompanied it's sudden arrival with the odd events of the day made her giggle a bit before she passed out slumped outside the bottom of the steps that lead to her basement apartment, clothing getting soaked with the snow melting from her body's great temperature.
Scene Switch
Sesshomaru stalked away from the humiliating scene with all the dignity that was inherit in the blood he so proudly carried, despite the fact that he'd just been tricked into touching that mortal intimately, into nearly…mating with that…that lowly priestess. His eyes still ran red and the marks along his wrists and on his face were more defined than they were before, only through his centuries of practice did he keep the rest of his demonic nature sealed away in his humanoid form. A measure of the anger stemmed from his own mistake to not recognize the pheromones hidden away in the innocent scent of vanilla that was clinging to the human's apartment.
The scent was something that drove any demon to the edge when it came to…more carnal instincts, he had certainly been sleeping far too long to allow himself to fall that far into it's trance to nearly take that girl…if she had waited too much longer to protest he wondered how deeply his control would have taken him.
That thought only put a small scowl on his otherwise unreadable face, he had someone to kill for that little stunt, the scowl turned a little backwards when a voice addressed him. How kind of the person to appear for him to finish off sooner.
"Here the fox kit described you as formidable. I didn't even think that trick would work according to how you were described and you nearly deflowered that poor little priestess within moments." the mocking voice only drove home the insult. "Guess your senses are more powerful…urges to mate with humans too…that seemed to always be a weakness with the mutts."
The demon lord turned icily to level a cool glare at the strange man calmly having a laugh at his expense. Black dress pants and a white shirt with a tie but without a matching jacket for the suit-like attire. He had a cane in one hand that was a concealed weapon of some kind though Sesshomaru couldn't be sure exactly how it was hidden it was a natural sense from years of battle that alerted him. The way the man held the cane, the strange sort of extra weight it seemed to hold, all sort of subtle hints.
"Rats should stay in the gutters where they belong." Sesshomaru replied, a finger twitching as he resisted the urge to try to pull a sword that wasn't there. This creature might have given Inuyasha a challenge but if this is what was considered a lord in these times then his race had fallen far indeed.
"I'd rather not join your mind this evening." The fellow returned with a wide-grin. "Though it's good to know your nose isn't so weak it couldn't pick up my bloodline."
"Weak." Sesshomaru interrupted, a streak of light reaching out and disarming the cane from his hand with a sweep of his wrist. It was a mere moment later when he'd reached his would-be opponent and had acidic claws lingering dangerously just under his chin. "Now then…you aren't the cities leader. You aren't nearly gifted enough to call yourself a duke. Who is he and where does he live?"
"I can't tell…"
Acid dripping suddenly down his chest, easily burning through the fine fabric and sizzling into his skin painfully as the rat hissed and tried to pull back only to feel the claws start to sink into his neck.
He froze then, eyes widening as the pure power of Sesshomaru's aura washed over him, he realized that it wouldn't mean a thing to this strange new demon to just murder him and be done with him if he wasn't willing to tell the information.
"He…he…Duke Belaway lives somewhere in a mansion in the east suburb of town. He owns the Hallim's business there…it's some sort of financial firm. Usually he holds meetings for the court in a back entrance. You can reach it from a red outlined doorway down the alley behind the building…" he ranted as soon as his life was on the line.
"You come near me or my current translator again and I kill you. I know your scent now…make no mistake in thinking that your petty tricks would help you escape my wrath. I never want to see you again." Sesshomaru then dropped him, immediately dismissing the creature to head back toward Kagome's…the pseudo battle had roused his adrenaline enough that he had the willpower to put the urges he'd been having to rest and while he had no intention of staying in that place after the uncomfortable exchange it would be just like these fools to go after the poor girl helping him.
Wait a minute? Poor girl helping me? Sesshomaru shook his head. I suppose that scent bothered me more than I want to admit. I'm simply repaying the debt I owe for this foolishness of my relocation in time. The mortal doesn't deserve harm for my battles.
He rounded the corner and resisted the urge to frown when he saw her crumpled at the bottom of the steps, he couldn't say what reaction the airborne drug would have on the mortal. It didn't seem good, and while her breathing was heavy he could smell the fever on her. He sighed and moved down the steps to pick her up, a little surprised that a human could get that warm and survive he eyed the open door and scented the house, at least her passing out with the door open had aired the house out enough that he could enter without losing sanity for a second time.
He sighed and moved in, closing the front door and twitching a bit at the scent still permeating the bathroom as he took her to her bed and settled her inside it, knowing he needed to burn the fever out from the very old days when he'd learned fairly basic first aid. Certainly there would be differences between demonic physiology and human but he really hadn't a clue how else he could take care of her but make her as warm as possible. He moved and closed the door to the bathroom, he wanted to shut that window but wasn't willing to risk a deep breath of the problem that had started this in the first place. It needed the extra time to air but that left him with figuring out how to keep the damned priestess warm, she certainly was a piece of work.
He settled an extra two blankets from the couch and a wet rag from her kitchen on her forehead, taking some sort of odd clear beverage she'd called 'soda' out and pouring some. She'd mentioned one day in her incessant ranting that she drank it when she wasn't feeling well and fluids were another basic of most medical problems. He tilted her head back and gently poured some of the liquid down, slow and careful not to choke her but managing after a couple of 'spills' to get her to swallow some. She groaned in some sort of complaint after about half the glass and he settled it to the side table, looking at her in aggravation.
"Stupid frail mortal…not even well enough to tell me how to take care of you." he muttered as she seemed lost in whatever dreams were haunting her in the fever. He resigned himself to laying next to her, recalling his tail and draping it along her for the added insulation but remaining on his back and on top of the covers; the chilly air didn't bother him nearly so much as it would the infuriating girl, all he could do is wait and hope she'd recover in a few hours. If not he would have to seek help for her somehow…not that he had a real idea of how to do that either. His uselessness and misunderstanding grating at his nerves, she taught him how to do many things but not what he should do if some sort of emergency arose to her. He'd have to remind her of how weak she really was once she got better.
End Chapter
Okay I loved writing this chapter, it was a lot of fun and I did explain the somewhat out of character ness of Sesshy and Kagome both. I don't care if you don't like it, it was fun! Heh. I do really hope you enjoy it as much as I did working on it however. Well, off I go. I hope to have the next chapter up by tomorrow but at least by the end of the week. Crosses fingers
-Aura
To my reviewers:
Darktemp - It wasn't mean! It was clever and made you wanna see the next chapter! Happy Holidays! innocently
Lil mutt face grl - Aw don't cry! Stop crying this instant! pets see I updated offers a cookie feel better?
