Ok, so everyone is probably wondering why I've been updating so much lately. The reason why is because I'm finally on spring break, and my parents didn't want to go anywhere(saving up for summer) so I get to lay around the house all week. I figured I should write while I have all the spare time, anyway back to the reason you're all here.

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Sesshomaru had let Rin lay on the couch that was in the room next to the kitchen to save the few seconds it would take to get upstairs. She was already asleep and Sesshomaru was keeping his senses up for any feel of demonic energy nearby.

His focus was broken when he heard the sound of Rin gasping. He looked down at her form and saw her hand gripping the couch as if for dear life. He was sure the demons had entered her dream.

He laid down on the floor beside the couch and closed his eyes summoning himself to the hunting grounds. With Rin being so close to him her aura showed up beside him in the grounds. He took a hold of her arm and was transported into her mind.

When he entered her dream he spotted the reason why she was gripping the couch, the demon that had entered her dream was holding her captive by the neck cutting off oxygen.

"Let her go," Sesshomaru ordered the demon, it turned to look at him with red glowing eyes. It looked like a common troll demon, the weakest of the demon race. The troll showed fear for a moment of him before letting Rin go. It came towards him growling at him to try and intimidate him. Too bad it didn't work.

Sesshomaru pulled his power together and distributed it to each of his claws. He jumped from his spot just as the troll was about to grab him. He drew his hand back feeling the power literally leaking from his claws, glowing with all the poison.

He let gravity do the rest as he fell down and stretched his arms forward sinking the poisonous claws into the troll's back. The troll gave out a shriek of pain before falling down the next moment dead.

It's body deteriorated moments later, as did all demons when killed in the dream world. Both humans and demons were really only auras rather then actual beings. The troll's body was probably lying somewhere looking asleep, but with no aura there was no life.

Rin got up and rubbed her neck, Sesshomaru walked to her side to inspect her for any injuries. Her neck was bruised and had little cuts probably from the troll's claws.

"At least they won't appear on your body when you wake up," Sesshomaru commented gently letting his fingertips slide along her neck caressing the wound.

"Are you sure? The wound I got from Alaster's attack was there when I woke up," Rin answered. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed at that, he didn't know she had been hurt by Alaster.

"Show me," he demanded. She presented her left arm and he looked at it to see a large scar going down her forearm, it definitely was from a claw.

"I won't let you be harmed like this ever again," he promised feeling a sudden urge to go back to the demon house to murder Alaster.

The two left the dream realm and returned to their bodies back in Sesshomaru's house. He was the first to rise from the floor and waited for Rin to awaken. She did a few seconds later.

"Show me the wound again, the one from Alaster," Sesshomaru stated inwardly flinching when he noted the scratches on her neck, she wasn't lying when she said her wounds appeared on her body out of the dream realm. That information worried him greatly, especially if he left her vulnerable in the daytime when he slept.

She gave him her arm and he let his index finger glide along the scar feeling the sensitive skin. Her body had stopped the bleeding, but was no where near completely healing the wound.

He bent his head down and gently licked along her wound. She trembled and instantly pulled her arm back.

"What are you doing?" she asked holding the wounded arm to her chest her heartbeat doubling as she waited for answers.

"I'm helping your wound heal faster. Dog saliva helps the healing process," he explained. Her heartbeat slowed as she looked down at the ground, took a deep breath, and presented her arm again to him.

"Here, I'm sorry I interrupted," she said her cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

"I don't need to if it makes you uncomfortable," Sesshomaru stated, but had already grabbed her arm with his head bent over the wound. Rin only shook her head, not saying a word.

When he was sure she was alright he brought her arm up and let his tongue lick along her forearm. She started trembling again and before long Sesshomaru had to stop again.

"What's wrong now?" he asked annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I'm really ticklish and your tongue is tickling me," she said biting her lower lip to hold in some giggles.

He looked at her arm and noted he was pretty much done with the wound there.

"Alright, let me see your neck," he said sitting on his knees to get a better angle of her wound.

"Wait, you're not going to lick that too are you? That's my worst ticklish spot!" she exclaimed hiding her neck with her hands but winced in pain when they came in contact with her skin.

"You're too injured to just let it heal on its own. Just relax and maybe it won't tickle as much," he replied truly getting annoyed with her. Were all human women this uncooperative?

Rin slowly released her neck and turned her head to the side, exposing her neck. Sesshomaru couldn't help but flinch at the wound there. A number of little cuts were all over her neck with a large ugly bruise going around her entire neck. He could only say that he wished he had made the troll's death more painful.

He moved closer and gently grasped both her shoulders to hold her steady as he turned his head to the side and let his tongue tend to the little cuts first before going to the big bruise.

All the while Rin was shaking and he heard her snort a couple times, she was trying hard not to laugh. He had to get her mind off the fact that she was ticklish, he instantly got an idea.

He stopped flat out licking her wounds, he kissed them instead. His gently kissed along her neck his hands gently caressing shoulders rather then holding her in place. Her giggling stopped immediately, but she tensed up.

"Sesshomaru, what are you doing?" she asked through breathes, he could sense her heart was beating frantically in her chest.

"Just relax Rin," he murmured against her neck continuing to kiss her. His hands moved down her shoulders along her arms letting his thumbs rub the soft skin of her inner arms. What once were giggles turned into sighs as Rin brought her hands up and ran them through his hair before resting at the back of his head pulling him harder against her neck.

His hands moved from her arms to the small of her back and pulled her up against him. He was surprised when his own body reacted to her closeness. He was doing all this to keep her mind off being tickled, but he had momentarily forgotten that he had meant to do this to get his saliva on her wounds.

She arched her back and let her head fall back fully exposing her neck, Sesshomaru forgot his mind once more and started to kiss down her collarbone and the beginning of her chest. He inwardly shook himself and remembered the main reason he was doing this, and returned his mouth to her neck.

She sighed disappointedly, but soon began to sigh in pleasure again when Sesshomaru not only kissed her neck but as he kissed it his tongue played along the skin in small circles.

He sucked in a breath when Rin moved her hands from the back of his head to trail down his chest. Her hands explored his chest hesitantly, innocently, and yet her touch was the most seductive thing he had ever experienced.

He pulled away from her neck and sat upright looking down at Rin, she stopped moving her hands around his chest and rested them on his stomach before looking up at him. Her cheeks flushed but she didn't look away. Neither did he.

Sesshomaru brought up his hand and let it caress her jaw as he stared into her eyes. Rin was truly a beautiful woman, more beautiful then even the demon women.

She gulped but stared back, he looked from her eyes to her lips and then back. She lowered her lids and licked her lips, an invitation.

Without hesitation Sesshomaru bent his head claiming her lips with his. Her lips were soft and tender, and turned demanding once he let his tongue run along them. He was surprised at her, she seemed timid and yet kissed with such demanding. Rin had straightened her back and kissed him from above her hands coming from his stomach to his head to race along his face as if memorizing his every feature.

Sesshomaru's hands went to her stomach and moved up slowly to cup her breasts as he kissed her back, desire blinding him from all that was around them. No longer was he a demon and she a mortal, just a man and a woman answering the obvious attraction between them.

Just as he was about to kiss down her jaw to her chin Rin pushed against his chest giving distance between them.

"Sesshomaru, we have to stop. We can't do this," she murmured, though her words were strained as if she didn't want to believe them. She removed his hands from her breasts and put them at his sides holding them as far away from her as possible.

"You're supposed to be protecting me, and nothing more," she stated. All Sesshomaru's sense came flooding back, her being human, him a demon, his despise of humans, and loudest of all Kagura's words. Her words about falling for Rin's charms and falling for the forbidden.

"Forgive me," he said angered at himself for acting how he had. She was right, he was only there to protect her and nothing more. He had to get away, clear his head of her. Within seconds he disappeared from sight.

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Rin stared at the empty space where Sesshomaru had been only moments before. She rubbed her arms and blushed feeling them still warm from his touch. Her whole body felt warm, her excitement of Sesshomaru's kiss was the cause.

She felt guilty for stopping him, but she was afraid of what would've happened if she hadn't. He was still a stranger to her, she couldn't trust him yet. What if they had continued and she had gotten pregnant?

Well nothing had happened, so that was the least of her worries. The thing that worried her most was that he wasn't coming back.

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