Ayame sighed, meeting his lips with her own. It was a relief to her lips, to finally be able to feel his once more. She placed a hand to his soft cheek and felt him place his hand over her own. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, and it was getting way out of control, but she didn't care anymore. She was beyond any hope of being able to tear herself from him now. She blinked as she suddenly felt herself lifted into his arms.
"Not here.. too close to Rin." Was his explanation as he darted amongst the trees with her as though she weighed nothing. She nodded in agreement, clinging to him as he ran, her heart pounding in her chest. He finally set her down near the base of a small waterfall and she felt herself blush as he quickly pinned her against a tree, his lips quickly finding hers again. Surprised, a moan escaped her as his hands slid around her waist and pressed her body close to his. She wanted to be closer. She could feel herself beginning to ache for him, and judging by the mound pressing against her lower stomach, she knew he was feeling the same.
She gasped as his lips fell to her neck again and he slipped his leg between hers. The contact sent more aches of need surging through her. She moved back to look at him, her eyes wide as his gaze met hers and she looked to his armor, trying to figure out how to unfasten it. Sesshoumaru quickly shed his armor, setting it aside and lowering his face near Ayame's once more. But she had other plans. She placed a kiss to his cheek before leaning forward, her fingers slipping between the fabrics of his kosode and yukata, shifting them aside to bare his collarbone. She kissed down his neck and felt his bulge stiffen against her. She remembered the sight of him bare chested and took a deep breath as she slipped her whole hand inside his kosode, slowly sliding it off his shoulder.
He let her slip his top off of one arm and shrugged it off his other shoulder, letting it hang by his waist. He rose an eyebrow. If she got to see him topless.. he wanted her the same way. He licked his lips as his hands carefully traced up along her sides, eliciting shivers from her body as he unclasped her armor top. Their eyes met, Ayame blushing furiously as she allowed him to tug her top off over her head. Immediately embarrased, she pressed her back against the tree, trying feebly to cover herself. Sesshoumaru merely took her wrists, kissing each of her palms before placing her arms around his neck and holding her close again.
Everything he did to her made her body tingle. The feel of her bare chest against his own, her skin against his skin.. The feel of his chest against hers was nothing compared to the next instant, when his lips began tracing down the middle of her chest. She felt her body grow hot as she let her hands rest on his shoulders, watching him pause between her breasts and peek up at her as he took one of her hardened nipples into his mouth. Her breath caught in her throat and she bit her lip. His hands were picking up where his lips had left off, slipping down her body, over her skirt. Then his hands were on her thighs. She gulped as he let his hands massage her thighs while his lips continued down her middle. His hands left her skin for a moment to untie her skirt. She bit her lip as he guided her to step out of it, placing it with their armor.
Her skin felt on fire. Especially her face, entirely flushed. She had never been naked like this before anyone in her life. It was embarrassing! She gulped as he looked her over. She subtly tried to hide herself again, but he caught her hands once more. "Don't." Was all he said. All he needed to say. She sighed, relieved for only a moment. Then his hand took one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder. Her eyes grew wide.
"Sesshoumaru?? What are you-?" Before she could finish, his lips were between her thighs. The feel of him where no one had ever touched her before caused a loud moan to escape her. Her body was relieved for only a second, then it ached for more. But it didn't need to ask. She arched her back against the tree as his tongue slid along her womanhood, flicking over her in a way that made her whimper. His hands cupped her bottom, holding her in place against him as she bit her lip and ran her fingers through his hair.
The sensations rushing through her were unlike anything she'd ever felt before. It was overwhelming. She squirmed against him and brought her hands to the bark of the tree, digging her claws into it as she tried to catch her breath. "Sessh," She managed, her tone breathless as she tried to remember what she'd wanted to tell him. But he was making it impossible to think.
Sesshoumaru felt her trembling beneath his hands. He had a mind to stop his little ministrations on her sweet mound and return to those soft lips moaning his name. He was still a little surprised that he was even doing this with her, but as another of her mewlings reached his ears he was reassured that this was what he wanted. And he'd been trying to deny it. But he couldn't any longer. He sighed against her skin, standing and catching her lips in a deep kiss as she released her grip on the tree. She nearly threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around him as she kissed him back.
He groaned as their skin came in contact and quickly remembered that his own clothing was still hanging half off him. Ayame's senses cleared just enough to recall it as well, and he hissed in a breath as her hands went to untie his belt, grazing sensitive skin. His hands flew to help her, quickly undoing his pants and slipping out of them, kicking off his shoes. Ayame watched him with flushed cheeks. She hadn't watched Kouga undress, but she couldn't tear her gaze from Sesshoumaru. A smile crossed her lips as she resolved to keep Kouga far from her mind tonight. Her heart was pounding in her chest as Sesshoumaru looked up to meet her gaze again. But her heart leapt in the next instant, when she saw one of the most rare sights in the world. With his golden eyes boring into her own, Sesshoumaru held his hand out to her. And... he smiled.