Chapter 11 – Her Moan and His Growl

Sesshomaru removed his fingers even with Rin's hand still guiding him. With no candle light and hardly any moonlight coming in through the window, Sesshomaru still had the advantage of vision.

He looked down on Rin's sweet face. She looked so confused about the changes of events, but nevertheless she had a smile spread across her face.

Sesshomaru pulled himself up and hovered above her. She happily spread her legs farther. She couldn't see in the dark, but she had hands and she let them roam.

Sesshomaru steadied himself, internally telling him not to go too far too fast, to watch and wait for her; but then he felt her hands. She reached everywhere she could; his shoulders, his chest, his sides, his stomach. And with one nervous swallow, she reached her him.

Her hands were slightly cold, and the sudden contact threw Sesshomaru off. He could barely believe how incredible it felt to have her hand on him, stroking him. He felt his demon and animalistic urges boil. Her small hands kept moving, but not completely understanding what she was doing.

Sesshomaru began to growl and groan. Even with his strength, he could feel his arms beginning to buckle.

"Rin," he pleaded in a hoarse voice. He was losing control. He wanted to keep this moment as sweet and prefect and human as possible, but that was becoming a fictional fantasy with every finger movement.

She kept twisting her hand up and down his whole length. She was noticing every once in a while a small amount of sticky liquid would form. Experimenting, she shifted her thumb over the tip, smearing that bubble of slime. Rin could feel him tremble.

Feeling ever proud of herself she took her other hand and a large amount of her own saliva in her palm. She then reached down and switched hands. With her slick hand she mimicked the movements.

Sesshomaru howled at the sensation. It was that gesture that made him loose all of his control. He gripped her wrists and pulled them clear of the way. He reached down with both hands and rolled her hips up.

Without a second thought he pushed inside her; fast and rough.

Rin cried out in pain. Sesshomaru snapped back only slightly and tried to slow himself down, but only to fail. "Rin I'm sorry, I can't." He breathed slightly above a whispered; he hoped she heard him.

He was moving deeper and faster inside her. Her warmth, her tightness, her smell; everything was setting him up for disaster. She laid there trying to relax herself. The pain was fading slowly, but it was being replaced by fear. 'Try not to be afraid, he can't help it,' she kept telling herself.

"Yes, Rin!" he proclaimed, "You feel so good." She couldn't help but feel slightly happy. She was making him feel good. Her fear started too melted away. Rin relaxed her back and wrapped her legs tightly around his hips. The more she relaxed, the better it felt.

Sesshomaru sat himself up, Rin moved her legs to his sides and snuggled her knees right below his armpits. He gripped her thighs and continued to thrust. Rin was surprised by a simple change in position would change the feeling. She wasn't sure what to do, but even if she did know she didn't think she could deliver. Pleasure spiraled through her body. What pain she did feel was completely gone.

She released her first moan. Sesshomaru focused on her. He released. She was in just as much bliss as he was. "More," she sighed, Sesshomaru was delighted to supply. He leaned forward, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and rolled.

Suddenly she was on top.

She looked down at him. She could see the outline of his face and chest. She was feeling nervous as she sat there. She felt him flex himself inside her. "I'll help," he said and gripped her hips. He moved her back and forth and lifted her up and down. Rin quickly got the hang of it. Again she was shocked of how different it felt.

She bobbed her hips up and down until it felt like her legs were about to burst into flames. She then switched to rocking.

It felt amazing for Sesshomaru, but it was even better to watch. He loved to see her breasts bounce along with her movements and how she threw her head back while arching her back, when she rolled her hips a certain way.

Her breath was getting ragged and she was slowing down. Sesshomaru saw this as a sign to pick up the slack. He flipped her back over so she was again on her back.

He gripped her calves and after an amount of awkward struggle he put each leg on each shoulder. He pushed back inside of her.

The different and sporadic pressure made her crazy. She didn't know why, but she needed to grab and hold on to something, wait no; she needed to hold on to Sesshomaru. She widely grabbed up and down his arms, not finding anything she liked. Finally she settled on his forearms. She opened her mouth and let loose a loud uncontrollable cry of pleasure.

"Oh… my…god…" she cried with every thrust. She heard Kagome say that many times, but only now did she understand its use.

Watching her loving every movement, then letting out such an animal cry of passion, set him tumbling closer to his own edge again. He forced her legs apart and dropped on her chest. He continued to trust as he rounded her shoulder with his hand and pulled on her thigh with the other.

"Rin," he groaned. "Rin, Rin."

Sesshomaru released his own growl followed by a loud howl as he found his end. It was the most intense feeling of pleasure he had ever felt.

He rolled over next to her, both gasped for air.

"Is it… what you… thought?" Sesshomaru stammered, still feeling the aftershock ripples.

"Oh… so much better," Rin squealed.

**The big moment. I hope you liked it. I felt like I kind of rushed through it, but I wasn't sure how to "drag" it out any longer. **

-Counting Down the Days-