My Dog, Sesshomaru

Author: Shortey 83

Chapter 9

Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha or any of its characters!

Story Start:

What began as a simple kiss on the lips turned into a heated battle of wills as Sesshomaru dominated her mouth, but not without a little bit of a struggle. Mai's suggestion of a challenge was at the forefront of her mind. Chiyoko, so carried away in the kiss didn't even realize that his clawed hand had slipped from her waist to the tie of the robe she wore and sliced through it. Once she did realize though, she was hitting herself upside the head. She had all sorts of pretty and even sexy sets of lingerie, but of course she was wearing shorts and a t-shirt over them and under her robe. Then again, she didn't exactly expect Sesshomaru to show up either.

He broke the kiss, moving from her mouth, leaving a trail of teasing nips up her jawline to her ear lobe where let loose a low growl. She loved when he did that- the deep threatening sound bringing shivers of excitement to course through her body; a slight show of power and dominance over her and she loved it just as she had loved her "punishment". She worried about losing her virginity to him though. She didn't think he would be overly rough, that wasn't what had her concerned- it was his size. He was a lot larger than her, not to mention how bighe was. To be honest, she wasn't too sure that it would or even could fit.

"What has you worried, Pet?" He growled as he licked the hollow behind her ear. This wasn't the time to be shy, Chiyoko decided. If she had concerns then she should lay them out on the table, but that wasn't to say she was confident in asking. It took a few more growls and nips at her neck for her to finally admit her concern. "It's just that…" she began nervously and he moved to where his face was just in front of her own, his amber eyes searching her face. "Yes?" he pried when she fell silent. Her face became bright red with embarrassment, and she turned her face down, not looking at his eyes before she spoke, her voice just above a whisper. "I just don't think it will fit…"

There went that smirk again…

…That smirk of pure masculine pride…

"Don't worry, Pet." He growled "We will simply make it fit and you will enjoy it once we do." Chiyoko shivered at the devilish promise in his voice. There was no doubt that he would do just that. Carefully he backed her against the bed, stepping back a few steps and began untying the straps of his heavy armor and let it hit the floor with a loud thud before tossing his furry pelt onto the bed. Free of any obstacles his armor and weapons might create, Sesshomaru pulled her against his feverish body making her shiver from the mix of his hot body temperature and the cool, late autumn air.

Slowly he slid a hand up under her shirt, growling when his hand was stopped by the barrier her bra created. "Remove these" The command was growled. Chiyoko did as she was told, slipping off her shirt and then unhooked her bra and threw them aside, landing somewhere in the room. The rumble in his chest spoke volumes of his approval. That was probably due also to the fact that she still wore her collar.

Sesshomaru watched as Chiyoko slipped off her shirt, not allowing her to so much as step back from him to allow her to do so. It felt so good to have her soft body pressed to his. Her body the perfect match to his. Her soft flesh molding to his toned muscle. As she removed the cover to her breasts, he could see that the cool air had already forced their dark pink centers into hard peeks. It wouldn't do to have her bare this night and become ill like humans were prone to once they became too cold. Reluctant to remove her from his side he did so anyways and closed the balcony doors.

Chiyoko watched him shut the balcony doors, grateful that he had. It wouldn't have been much longer and the cold would have gotten to her. She watched as he turned around, a predatory look in his eyes. He was the hunter and she was his prey, this was clear as he slowly turned and stalked back over to her. His movements were that of a graceful predator. Not a sound did he make as he came close, and his eyes never moved from his intended prey. Chiyoko felt like a cornered rabbit again- helpless against the beast in front of her. This time when their bodies met, he pulled her into another feverish kiss; one rough, clawed hand moving towards the small of her back to press her slight frame against him, the other moving to grasp a breast.

She gasped as his hand gripped the stiff peak of her breast, each tug echoing in her sex. A small moan escaped her, and Sesshomaru tool advantage of the opportunity to take total control over their kiss- his tongue tangling with hers, making her shiver even more. Slowly he knelt down before her, removing his clawed hand from her breasts and replacing it with his mouth. Chiyoko gasped in pleasure as he tormented her with his lips, tongue and even his fangs as he drug their sharp points across her sensitive peaks, but he was growing impatient.

His hands slipped under the hem of her shorts, pulling them down her legs along with her panties. With a gentle shove, he pushed her onto the bed, laying down with her legs draped over the side. "Open yourself to me" He commanded, Sesshomaru's voice lower and huskier than normal. Her excited flush grew as she obeyed, parting her legs, giving him an uninterrupted view of her dripping sex; The luscious, pink flesh dripping with her sweetness.

Slowly he leaned forward and she could feel the inhale of his breath and it wasn't long before she felt his tongue. Her mind went blank of everything except the pleasure that pulsed through her body and the feeling of Sesshomaru's tongue caressing her delicate folds. The feel of his tongue wasn't human, it's texture rougher than a normal person's, but it wasn't overly rough. It had a slightly sandy texture to it that caused the best friction against the most delicate parts of her small body.

He wasn't in the mood to be a tease this time. There was no torturing her with licking everywhere but where she needed his mouth the most. After a few long licks to her sex, he zoned in on her delicate pearl. Chiyoko tried to close her thighs to the intense pleasure, but his broad shoulders kept her legs spread wide, allowing him to continue his sensual assault on the most delicate part of her body.

To her surprise, Sesshomaru who for the past few minutes had been licking her, bringing her body where it needed to be stopped and pulled his head away. Chiyoko groaned in frustration, but before she could ask why he had stopped, he simply licked her wetness from his mouth and stood.
With his gaze intent on the door, he snatched a blanket out from under her and quickly covered her with it. "Get behind me." Without question, Chiyoko stood, wrapping the blanket around her as she moved behind him. She heard the crack of his nails lengthening as he threw his furry pelt back over his shoulder and began to back away from the bed.

"What's wrong?" She whispered to him, worried. He remained silent, but before she could repeat her question, the door to her room exploded open, the wood splinting into thousands of pieces. A growl sounded from across the way followed by the sound of nails on the hardwood floors. Sesshomaru moved quickly, swiping at whatever came at them; the yelps that followed alerted her to one worrisome thought. Those where the dogs and that could only mean one thing… Her Uncle was home. The ultimate 'Oh Shit' moment… Chiyoko thought as she peeked around Sesshomaru's massive frame.

There he was, his muscular frame shaking with the rage that so evidently showed on his rugged, scarred up face. He was pissed. "Chiyoko…" He called to her. Oh yes he was mad indeed, because her name sounded more like a threat than a simple "Come here." Not that she was going to move, but Sesshomaru's arm still moved to make sure she didn't move around him. "What do you want with her?" Sesshomaru growled that low menacing growl. To her surprise, her uncle growled back "Get your hands off of her! You will not defile her anymore. Chiyoko come here, now!"

Chiyoko didn't answer, but instead she took another peek at her uncle and almost fainted in shock seeing his eyes bleeding to red. Demon… She thought, sinking to her knees. Her uncle was a demon?! "She is mine to do with what I wish." Then they were breaking through the balcony doors, moving too fast for her eyes to see. The glass from the doors shattered loudly as Sesshomaru leapt from the balcony after her uncle. This isn't happening! This isn't happening! That was all she could think as she flew into her closet and threw on a shirt, a pair of sweat pants, and nothing else before taking off down the stairs.

She made it to the dining room that led to the pool in time to witness her uncle being thrown through the glass doors there as well. He was cut in several places, blood spilling from his multiple but he didn't even glance at her as he launched himself back outside to where she knew Sesshomaru was waiting. Doing her best to avoid the broken glass on the floor, Chiyoko rushed outside, the glass that remained on the doorframe slicing her arm and leg as she passed, but she didn't stop to look at it.

The two of them where going at it again, her uncle battered and bleeding while Sesshomaru didn't appear to have but a few scratches. "Stop it, Please!" She yelled at them, tears beginning fall down her cheeks again. She didn't wish either of them hurt, or killed in her uncle's case. Sesshomaru stopped his attack to turn to her "Get back inside!" he yelled. Her uncle took advantage of the distraction, leaping towards Sesshomaru catching him square in the chest with his claws. A roar escaped Sesshomaru as he knocked her uncle away, but Chiyoko wasn't sure if it was pain, anger, or a mix of both. Now blood dripped from Sesshomaru's chest, his armor still lying on the floor in her room.

Both Sesshomaru and Her uncle were dead set on killing the other. Chiyoko, then doing the dumbest thing she had ever done in her life rushed between them as they prepared to attack again. She closed her eyes waiting for the claws to tear into her, but they never came. Both demons froze on either side of her growling and glaring at the other. "Please stop it, both of you!" They were both injured and bleeding, and yet they looked like they were still ready for another round. Slowly her uncle's eyes faded back to their normal yellow brown color. "Get away from him, Chiyoko." He growled, but before he could grab her and pull her away, Sesshomaru had already snatched her behind him. "Don't hurt him anymore, Sesshomaru, please." She begged "You both are hurt." Her hands wrapped around his waist as she buried her face into his mane of silver hair.

"You know this demon, Chiyoko?" Her uncle's voice came from around Sesshomaru. "Yes, so please stop attacking him!" She could feel Sesshomaru's blood dripping from the wound on his chest onto her hands. "Very well; you have three minutes to explain yourself, young lady." There was the parent voice that she rarely ever got. "It's going to take longer than that." She explained, stepping beside Sesshomaru. "It's a long story." With that, Chiyoko told him the whole story, well most of it. She didn't feel he needed to know the parts about Sesshomaru making her his pet. That probably would have started another fight.

"I don't like it." He finally said after a few minutes. "You don't have to like it, Uncle Max. I know what I want, and that's him." She said motioning to Sesshomaru, who hadn't said a word the entire time, not that she expected him to. "He's a demon, Chiyoko." He said, trying to sway her away from Sesshomaru. "And you aren't?!" She said exasperated, it was like arguing with a wall, or so she thought. Uncle Max then looked to Sesshomaru. "What is your name and title?"

"Sesshomaru, Lord of the Western Lands." Her uncle seemed to pale slightly and she didn't think it was due to blood loss. Chiyoko had a sneaking suspicion that her uncle knew more than he let on. In fact, she was willing to bet that while he didn't recognize him, he knew exactly who Sesshomaru was.

Before anymore could be said, Sesshomaru turned to her, moving her so he could see the cuts on her arm and her leg. "It's nothing." She dismissed her injuries "Yours are worse." With that she began pulling him to the house, her uncle following quietly. She led them both into the kitchen and put some water on to boil. The two of them sat in silence for a few moments before her uncle spoke. "Chiyoko, we're fine. Our injuries are already healing." She didn't reply, she was so close to tears that she wasn't sure she could speak. Seeing the two men she loved most injured, healing or not, wasn't something she wanted to see.

With a sigh, her uncle then spoke to Sesshomaru. "So how does a demon lord come to be in my niece's bedroom? Surely one of your status has concubines to entertain you." Chiyoko poured some water in a pan to cool a little while she grabbed a clean towel. "Uncle Max. Please stop provoking him." Sesshomaru's answer was a question of his own. "How does a demon end up playing uncle to a human?" Her uncle didn't answer. Since he was in the worse shape, she moved to him first. True the wounds were beginning to heal, so she simply wet the towel and wiped of the blood from around the wounds.

Once he was cleaned up, Chiyoko washed her hands, dumped out the bowl of bloody water, got a clean bowl and poured some more hot water into it. She got a clean towel and untied the knot that held Sesshomaru's kimono shut and removed it. The tears threatened to spill over then. Her uncle had caught Sesshomaru square in the chest. Four deep claw marks stretched from his left shoulder down to the right side of his ribcage. True they were beginning to heal, but if she hadn't distracted him, Sesshomaru would have been injured as badly. Gently she took the towel and washed of the dried blood from around the wound. He didn't even flinch as she moved close to where the cuts were the deepest. "Enough," He finally said, gently pulling her hand away. "I need to tend to your injuries." She had no time to protest. He simply pulled her hand away, removed the towel and began to pull her upstairs. "Chiyoko," Her uncle called to her gently "Are you sure that you're alright?" She pulled her arm from Sesshomaru's grip and walked over to her uncle and hugged him. "I'm sure, Uncle Max."

The clack of nails against the floor brought Chiyoko's attention to the stairs where her uncle's dogs slowly limped down them. "I guess I'll be heading back to South Africa." Another hug and a quick kiss to her forehead was all she received before he called the dogs and headed out the door as if the fight had never even occurred…and it irked her. Chiyoko quickly stormed over to the door and snatched it open. "My doors better be fixed when I get back!; all THREE sets of them with NO wild animals in my house!" With that she slammed the door back and turned to Sesshomaru who was simply watching her with a brow raised at her little temper tantrum…which reminded her. She quickly snatched the door open again. "…No wild animals of the four legged variety at least!..." Now she was finished.

Once again she faced Sesshomaru, her arm and her leg beginning to throb now that the adrenaline was working its way out of her system. They both just stood there in silence for a few minutes before she spoke again.

"He certainly knows how to ruin the mood of things, doesn't he?"

"We will address that once I tend to your injuries." Sesshomaru stated before sweeping her into his arms to carry her up the stairs and into a different room. He gently set her down on the bed and made quick work of removing her ruined shirt and pants, raising a brow when he noticed she didn't wear anything underneath. "I was in a hurry…" she mumbled as she shrugged and turned her head away, a flush creeping into her cheeks.

She felt his warm breath at her neck followed by the sound of a low growl rumbling in his chest shortly before he moved to the scratch on her arm. That wasn't the deep one. The wound on her leg was the one that seemed to be the worst of them. After a few passes of his tongue on her arm, the pain had subsided. Gently yet quickly, Sesshomaru moved Chiyoko to where she lay on her side to where he was sitting behind her and able to reach the wound on her leg. She shivered as he drug across the wound, it stung at first, but after a few minutes, she felt that it had closed and that Sesshomaru was no longer tending to the wound, in fact he was making his way up her waist.

"Just a second" She quickly wrapped a sheet around her and jumped off the bed. "What are you doing, pet?" Sesshomaru asked, lying on his side, propping his head up on his hand. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm barricading the door." With that she pushed one of the big dressers in front of the door. Slowly Chiyoko sauntered back over to him, watching in amazement as his wounds finally faded from looking like four thin cuts to red scratch marks. Then there was the fact that he was lying on the bed, looking more like a God than any creature had the right to. She would no longer deny or be denied. "I don't want any more interruptions tonight." With that statement, Chiyoko allowed the sheet that was wrapped around her to slide down her body to pool around her feet leaving her bare to Sesshomaru. With a low growl his eyes roamed her body, a menacing sound. "I will kill anyone who causes any further distractions."

Alright People, I know it has been forever, but I must say that things have been rather busy. Perhaps a few reviews could pursuade me to have another chapter our soon... You never know... ^.^