Title: Wildfires
Author: Angelicatt
Prompt: Season Challenge - Summer
Genre: Romance/Fluff
Rating: M
Warning: Heavy petting
Word Count: 2,963 (inc. Endnote)
Summary: Continued from Seasons Challenge: Spring: Kagome and Sesshoumaru's desire for each other transcends all logic.
A/N: I've never written anything more intense that a "knee-buckling" kiss before, so bear with me if it's a little cheesy. Many thanks to Dany-sama's enlightening choice of words for April's Drabble/Drawble night. You learn something every day. Originally posted on LJ 4/26/10
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my own cracked imagination (& Toki-Mai)
An hour had passed and the miko and daiyoukai finally arrived to the clearing that held the infamous Bone Eater's well. They both stood on opposite sides of it, looking down into the murky depths; neither saying a word, but both wondering if Sesshoumaru's theory would hold true. Off in the distance, Goshinboku's canopy swayed in the gentle, heated breeze.
"Wow, I almost can't believe that it was over three summers ago that I got pulled into this stupid well by Mistress Centipede. If it wasn't for that damned fat cat of mine, I would never have crossed through time to rescue InuYasha, or break the jewel, or meet you." she recanted, a wistful look gracing her angelic face.
"Not that this Sesshoumaru is not grateful for quirks of fate and time; but I still wish our first meeting was not under such inauspicious conditions." he countered, old guilt stewing in his gut. Could he ever get over the fact that he tried to kill the onna he loved, not once but multiple times?
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it was meant to happen that way. If I hadn't pulled out Tetsusaiga and given it to InuYasha, he would have never cut off your arm, you would have never rescued Rin, you would have never learned to accept humans on even the basest of levels, we would have never become friends and we wouldn't be standing here right now, trying to see if you can get through the well to ask my mother if you can marry me." Kagome recapped all in one long breath, ending with a twinkling smile.
"Miko, how is it you can summarize the last three years and still find the good amongst all the wrongs that have been committed against you and your pack by everyone, including myself? Does nothing faze you?" the dai questioned the petite onna, with much awe.
"I have always been an optimist, searching for the brighter side of life. There's enough darkness and gloom to choke away any joy; and if you can find just one glimmer of hope and sunshine that you should always hold onto it, because you never know when the next one will shine through. I take the bad with the good; chalk them up to life experience and move on to the next. It works for just about every facet of life, especially people. You know that every single one of my closest friends has either, threatened my life, kidnapped me or tried to steal the shards from me and I have forgiven them all and consider them my family. I would not have it any other way. If I didn't believe that there was good in everyone, well almost everyone…Naraku doesn't count, I would have never kept harassing you to try to be friends and I would have never found the one being that I was meant to share the rest of my life with."
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Listening to her wax philosophically about her outlook on life, Sesshoumaru's heart could not help but be overwhelmed with the strength of her kindness and devotion. She really did love him; it wasn't just in his dreams. To hear her say that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him was simply too much to just 'hnn' away.
In the span of two heartbeats, Kagome found herself held tightly in his embrace. While he growled low and deep, sending quivers throughout her entire frame, his arms slowly roamed the length of her back, up to her neck and entwined into her ebony hair. Tilting her head back, so she could see his face, the sight of his summer sun eyes had her gasping for breath; there was so much warmth and tenderness, that it took all her willpower not to melt into a puddle of girlish goo. He was just so everything to her and he was hers. A wave of euphoria flowed through her courting mark, making her weak in the knees.
The daiyoukai was not fairing any better, as his arms could not seem to hold enough of her at once. His need to keep her to him must have activated the inert youki within his mokomoko, as it proceeded to slide off his master's shoulder and wrap around both of their waists and hips, basically pinning their two bodies together. Sesshoumaru lowered his nose into her hair and inhaled all the purity and goodness that was his miko; her increased arousal made her unique spiced vanilla and jasmine smell almost too intoxicating to him. He wanted more than anything to taste her skin, to feel its silkiness brush against his own. 'Damn these traditions, I want her now.' his mind screamed.
Forcing himself to be content with just the sweetness of her lips, he lowered himself a tad so that they were nose to nose. Her heated breath wafted in stuttered puffs against his cheek, giving him a boost of male pride at being able to make her so heady without even a kiss. He smirked against her partially opened mouth, before nipping at her trembling bottom lip. He was determined to take his time and investigate every dimple and crease along her jawline, so he was not expecting her to get feisty with him about his languid pace.
"Damn it Sesshoumaru, kiss me already." she commanded, with a sincere pout.
He wasted no time in dominating her mouth with his own; their tongues waging all out war, as she licked his fangs and his blazed a trail to the furthest reaches of her sensual cavern. The force of their heated exploration caused them to lose balance and tumble to the ground; luckily mokomoko cushioned their landing, stretching itself out like a furry rug on the hard grassy ground. Sesshoumaru had somehow managed to turn them over as gravity took control and his red tinged eyes scanned the petite form below him to ensure that she was unharmed.
Kagome was better than alright, as she lay on her back, hair all mussed around her, face a delightful shade of flushed pink, as she clung onto the daiyoukai's neck and shoulders. 'Kami she is beautiful,' he was an all consuming burning in her belly and a painful sense of longing that she had never experienced before. It was made worse when the inu lowered his head and trailed nips and licks along her jaw and down her neck.
He had one arm tucked under her head, while the other hand ran along her side, gently scraping and touching every inch of her exposed skin. When it came to rest atop her courting mark, she arched her back violently, causing her hardened breasts to brush up against his chest plate. He growled angrily at the loss of the sensation and rose up to a semi seated position and yanked his armor and swords off, tossing them to the side.
The very aroused miko tugged him back down and twisted their bodies so they were laying side by side, facing each other. There was no way that he was going to get all the fun of torturing her with his delicious mouth and agile fingers, while she just lay there gasping like a fish out of water. Kagome might have been untouched but she was a highly educated teenager from the twentieth century and learned all that she knew about the art of seduction and sex from television, her friends and the internet. What she lacked in experience, she intended to make up for with sheer gumption. She was positive that there were a thing or two that would shock Sesshoumaru and she couldn't wait to try.
Sesshoumaru was surprised by his little miko's boldness. She normally acted so modest and shy; but this vixen had a fire blazing in her eyes and the heat her body was giving off was causing his control to slip further and further. All the while, he had been worried that his advances would scare her off and here she was the pushing his haori and juban apart with her small hands. Even though it went against everything he believed; he lay back quietly allowing her purchase of his body. If she desired to survey his being, he was not about to tell her no.
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Kagome would never be the submissive type of onna that one of his status was expected to mate and for that he was truly grateful. She would always be a challenge to him in every way, an intellectual and mental sparring partner; one that he would never grow tired of. It was one of the many reasons he had fallen for her.
The daiyoukai had never experienced this level of intimacy with any of his previous bed partners. They were tools to slake an itch, a means to an end. Before meeting Kagome, finding a mate was the least of his concerns; even at a thousand years, he was considered relatively young and there were far more important matters to deal with – like the destruction of Naraku, which took top priority. But now, the urgency of his need for her overwhelmed all rational thought. It had taken him almost half a year to tell her that he wanted her and he still had probably another six months to get through the youkai courtship. If only there was a shortcut to get to the end, he would take it gladly; but he knew that Kagome was not a youkai and for all the bravado she put on, she was still a virgin. Sometimes being honorable just sucked. He would just have to make due until she was ready.
Kagome was blissfully unaware of the tumultuous thoughts inside her youkai's head, as she straddled his lap. He had never stopped touching her and somehow managed to unconsciously grab a hold of her waist with both of hands, even with his eyes closed. She leaned forward to kiss him again and when he made to deepen it, she pulled away with a snicker. His eyes shot open and he graced her with barest of whines. It was so adorable that she almost caved in…almost. Instead she scooted her body downward, ever so slightly, coming to a stop when her covered core brushed up against the impressive tent in his hakamas. Now was not the time to be bashful, she had an inu to tease.
Poor Sesshoumaru almost exploded when she sat directly on top of his massive erection. He had to bite the inside of his mouth, in order to stifle the moan. It felt so good, so right; he could only wish that she would do it again. He didn't have to wait long as her mouth's descending path caused her to wriggle against his groin repeatedly. This time he didn't hold his breath and his excited groans peppered the air around them. Oh that onna was going to be the death of him surely; but at least he would go out with a smile.
Even though there was still a lot about youkai she had to learn, Kagome had discovered some very useful tidbits about inuyoukai over the years, and was eager to put them to good use finally. Said youkai species shared some very similar traits with their modern domestic progeny. They were possessive and territorial; thought they owned everything; demanded attention at all times; and were also very protective, playful and loved to be scratched. So as her tongue licked a fiery trail down the daiyoukai's neck and collarbone, the devious onna used a little reishi to charge her fingertips, as she dragged her nails across his chest, sending minute shocks into the heavily panting youkai below her.
What was this wild onna doing to him? Sesshoumaru knew that she would never purify him on purpose; at her strongest, she could only singe him some, but this was sensual torture. Kagome Higurashi was a tease. Unable to hold back any longer, he pulled her down on top of him; causing her to grind onto his hardened member even more. One hand left her waist and fisted into her hair, as he proceeded to devour her mouth, biting into her bottom lip and sucking the trickle of blood, like he was an emaciated man who had been deprived of life giving water for eons. She shivered and moaned into his mouth, as his other hand found the small of her back and pressed them tighter together. Only when she was winded and trying to pull away for air, did he yield his hold on her head.
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Kagome had never felt so alive, so full of passion; as she did when she was with Sesshoumaru. It was as if everything she had gone through the last three years finally concatenated to this moment. She needed him like she needed air to breathe. No longer did she wonder about having to live an empty life, his love filled her heart and her soul. Truthfully she didn't care about what InuYasha was going to say when they eventually broke the news to the pack. The hanyou had had his chances and he blew each and every opportunity she gave him. For once in her life, she was thinking about what she wanted and her needs. Of course, the idea that at barely nineteen, she would essentially be mother to a hundred year old kitsune and a ten year old girl, made her blush. 'What will mama say when I tell her that she's got two ready-made grandkids?'
Sesshoumaru sensed the change in her aura – she was over thinking again; what about he had not the slightest clue. It never ceased to amaze him how her emotions could jump from one to another in mere seconds and given her inability to hide anything, he could literally count on her expressive face to tell him exactly what mood she was in. Right now, it looked like she had just remembered something important and was flustered about it.
Feeling like a bucket of ice water had been poured on top of him, the Inu begrudgingly realized that their playtime was over and sat up from his prone position, the miko still temptingly seated in his lap. She didn't bat an eye at his movement, which made him really question what was going through her mind. He reached out and cupped her chin, finally garnering her attention.
"Kagome, this Sesshoumaru knows what that look on your face means. Do not think to lie to me. What is it that troubles you so?" he asked without revealing how disappointed he was that they had stopped their intimate tousle.
"Umm, nothing's troubling me really. It's just I let my mind wander and I started thinking about how by the time we mate, I would be a mother to two kids and how my mom always wanted a large family. Here I am pawing away at you and we have not even tested to see if you can even get through the well. I don't know what I would do if I had to go back home by myself and tell my family about us." she lamented, as her nervousness seeped into her spicy aroma.
"Anata, do you worry that your family will not approve of this Sesshoumaru? Not even the boundaries of time can keep us apart, you are mine always. As for you pawing at me, you are free to do so whenever the need arises, this Sesshoumaru has no objection." he smirked at her, before heaving them both up and straightening his hair and clothing.
While he was snapping his armor on, Kagome grabbed up the forgotten backpack, which he took from her and shouldered himself. He slid Bakusaiga into place on his obi and held out the Tensaiga to her.
"Let us be off then. You hold onto the fang and I will hold onto you." he relayed to her with the utmost confidence.
Hand in hand, they stepped up to the lip of the well. He peered over briefly before turning to her again.
"So what should this Sesshoumaru expect when I jump in and it works" he asked, as he had never actually been close enough to her on any of her previous trips home.
"If, it works, we will be engulfed by a blue light and then it will seem like we are floating in a starlit space. I am not really sure what it is exactly, a transitory dimension perhaps. When we land, it will be onto the solid dry earth at the bottom of the well at my shrine. Don't be too concerned that it will be dark, there is a well house built around it to prevent anyone from actually trying to jump in. Before I fell in, it was actually boarded up and no one ever went inside because my grandfather said it was haunted. Ha!" the miko explained patiently. Internally she was a bundle of nerves and had all her fingers and toes mentally crossed that this would work.
"Blue magic, space, darkness, got it. Well shall we?" the remarkably smug daiyoukai stated.
He bent a little at the waist and picked her up bridal style, earning him a shrill wheeze and a grunt from the jittery teenager. Silently he sent a prayer up to the Kami for this implausible theory of his to work. It just had to…then he jumped.
Endnote: I utilized the prompt: Summer in multiple fashions – to describe the couple's impassioned antics (honestly, the title Wildfires should explain a lot), the color of his eyes as compared to the sun at its zenith and in terms of the length of time Kagome, the anachronism, has been in the Feudal Era.