Meet Mokofred

And then there was one.

Sesshoumaru and Kagome had been searching the shrine grounds all afternoon, looking for the baby Mokos. According to Sesshoumaru though, the scents ended in minor bloodspots, because some sort of predator was eating them. They were cannibalizing, so Sesshoumaru theorized that it was possible the strong ones had emerged and were killing off the weak ones, but he didn't expect to find a sole survivor.

The Moko was almost as long as Sesshoumaru's arm and very fat in the middle from sibling ingestion.

"Are you the last one?" Sesshoumaru asked.

The Moko burped and nodded its head.

"Impressive," Sesshoumaru said.

He slung the Moko over his shoulder and walked into the house, where Mokomoko and Mokomama were still stuck together, thanks to expert knotting.

After he dragged the knotted mess of fur to the well, he gave Mrs. Higurashi a bag of gold coins to compensate for the damage done to the home, and stuffed the three Mokos down the well. He passed through the well, and Kagome followed, happy when they were finally in the big, open wilderness of the Sengoku Jidai.

Kagome glanced at the surviving Moko and asked, "What are you going to name it? How about Mokofred?"

"Whatever," Sesshoumaru said as he started to walk away.

Kagome ran after him. "Hey! Aren't we going to talk?"

Sesshoumaru arched his brows curiously. Did that mean it was still possible that he would be permitted to rut with her? And if so, how did he get there? His father spoke often of how to impress girls before he died, but never explained what a man was supposed to tell a woman after discussing how he would sodomize her in front of her mother.

Were her holes still conquerable?

He threw the bag off her shoulders and pulled her body flush against his armor. "I want you, Miko."

"Yeah, Mr. Conquistador, I got that. I actually just wanted my underwear back," she said.

Sesshoumaru's hand slid up her thigh to lightly squeeze her ass, bunching the skirt up as it moved upward. "I warned you. You poisoned this Sesshoumaru, and now you will pay." He lifted her up by the ass, and felt her legs wrap around him. "You know you want it. You tease me...taunt me."

He moved in for a kiss, but Kagome pursed her lips.

"What?" he desperately growled.

Kagome put her hands on his face, and forced it to turn left, where all three of the Mokos were watching.

Sesshoumaru grimaced, put her down, untied them, and gestured for them to get the hell away from them. "Beat it, Furballs."

Mokomoko goaded them out of view, and saw Sesshoumaru walk over and pin Kagome against a tree. It was unexpected, but Mokomoko was quite pleased by this development. There was only one little complication, and he returned while Sesshoumaru and Kagome engaged in awkward foreplay.

The furball slung itself over Kagome's backpack, and extracted the little packet of pills. It took off quickly, disappearing into the trees with Mokomama and Mokofred behind him. He had so little time to work, because Kagome would know something was amiss if her pills went missing.

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Kagome collapsed on the ground, panting.

Her cherry was popped, but there was no orgasm to show for it. Her muscles were tired, she was annoyed, and Sesshoumaru kept howling.

The Conquistador wasn't sure what went wrong. One minute, he was inside of his sweet little miko, but he slipped out, and when he thrust back in, something went wrong. So, so wrong. His cock stuck in a hollow of the tree, and there was pain and swelling. Now, he couldn't get his cock out of the tree, and everything he did just hurt worse.

Kagome combed her hand through his hair. "Maybe we should get Inuyasha. He's a lot stronger."

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes and slammed his head against the tree. Inuyasha was the last person he wanted to see. The teasing would never end if Inuyasha had to help him get his penis out of a tree. "No. There must be a way," he growled.

"It's been four hours, Sesshoumaru. Haven't you ever seen Viagra commercials? If you have an erection lasting four hours, you're supposed to go to a hospital, not stand here like an idiot with your wang stuck in a tree trunk," she answered.

The taiyoukai was worried that if he just destroyed the tree, he might lose his little friend.

"Maybe Inuyasha could cut-"

Sesshoumaru quickly barked, "NO."

Kagome crossed her arms. "He's very good with his sword, you know."

"Not that it has ever been used to sever things from my person," he answered.

Kagome finally said, "Why don't you just cum so you get soft again?"

Sesshoumaru looked like he was about to cry. Yes, it would free his penis from the tree, but his ego would never recover. As he was contemplating this, he sensed his brother approaching and quickly decided that nothing, absolutely nothing, would be worse than Inuyasha seeing him like that.

Kagome was almost impressed with how hard he humped that tree, and he came in seconds with a roar.

Amber eyes snapped shut. Think unsexy thoughts. Go soft soon. Please, please go flaccid.

Sesshoumaru ripped his softening member from the tree as Inuyasha approached, and pulled up his hakama just as he realized Inuyasha turned back toward the village and wasn't even going to get near them.

Three wet baby squirrels ran from the hole, frightened by the liquid that now coated them.

With a whine, Sesshoumaru fell to his knees and uttered one word.

"Splinters."