She is alive
Chapter 21
It had been a while since Sesshomaru heard them last. Kagome's cadence while telling the story and Rin's deepening breaths lulled him to a light doze. The extended quiet woke him up. He walked into Rin's room to find Kagome asleep with half her body on the bed, half on the floor, the picture was made sweeter by Rin's smiling face in deep slumber.
He stood by the door for a long while just looking at them, so peaceful and content, he wished he could be part of that picture. He questioned the merit of moving Kagome away, finally deciding to account for her comfort. He picked her up bridal style as gently as possible and headed for his rooms. A few paces into the short journey he felt her wake up and looked down, but his charge didn't open her eyes, he held on a little tighter.
When Sesshomaru walked in, he considered briefly laying her down on the couch. His suite was set up with a receiving area at the front, furnished with a low desk on one side and a sofa on the other, the paper screens made possible to separate that from the sleeping area. He didn't need any sleep, he could definitely spare the bed for her.
She opened her eyes when he laid her down on the bed. Not giving him a chance to pull away, she smiled and held on to his collar pulling him down on the bed next to her, he went willingly. They laid side by side for a long while just enjoying each other presence and closeness.
They were so close that he could smell her and was dizzy with the sweetness of her scent. Her eyes shimmered in the faint moonlight like blue fire, he would walk into that pyre freely just to feel her warmth. She leaned closer eyes shut. He trembled with the effort to keep his breath even. She closed the distance and pressed her lips softly against his in a chaste kiss that was at odds with the blazing fire it ignited in his veins.
His hand cupped her face and he kissed her again. She was sweet and all he wanted was to melt in her and never leave. "...Kagome…" he buried his hands in her hair and pulled gently to tilt her face up and kissed her once more, deeper. She moaned and arched softly against him, the brush of the cold fabric of his kimono against his growing erection made him ache with need.
"I've missed you..." he said and he pulled her flush against him in a searing kiss. He could feel her curves against him, her chest heaving against his own. He leaned down as he started to pull her collar to the side.
She pulled away just enough to look him in the eye, her eyes stern bore into his. "why...? Not for this alone, please". Kagome said with a voice full of vulnerability.
She thinks is only lust, His muddled brain supplied sluggishly. "No...No..." He rested his face in the crown of her head bringing her close, wrapping her around in his arms. "I miss having you close." He trailed down her face with soft kisses "I miss your smile." He kissed his way down her throat parting her collar enough to plant a kiss on the left side of her chest, Kagome gasped and stifled a moan, "I miss your heart." He took her hand and kissed each finger slowly and then her palm "I miss your strength". It was too much, too much to hope, too much to believe. He wanted to weep and laugh at the same time. How could he hope for her trust with the chasm that stretched between them? "Nothing needs to happen."
He held her close to his heart for a long while. She sniffled a couple of times but he didn't smell tears. She trembled occasionally and he rubbed her back soothingly content with staying close. Her breathing changed, now deep and even, she calmed under the steady cadence. He had hoped for too much, he had no right to hope. "I'll be goin–" he started to say, but didn't get a chance to finish.
"Please," she whispered and pulled away from the safety of his chest to look at him fully. He hesitated to open his eyes and risk seeing rejection in her lovely face. He opened them to see her take his hand and bring it to the trailing end of her hakama ties. "Please," she said again voice shaky with want.
His mind went blank as the ties came undone by a pull of his hand. Not sure if this was heaven or hell, he let go of any care for his sanity and pushed the garment down and off her legs. "Yes," she said.
The thigh length kosode was held by a single tie and gaping open from earlier tugging. He tore his eyes from the inviting gap at the insistent tug of his hair. She took his face in her hands and kissed him, hard and slow. She pulled away breathing hard.
He traced the round shell of her ear with his lips and traveled down the curve of her jaw. Kagome moaned. He pushed the robe off her shoulders and kissed them with reverence while he cupped her bra covered breasts. His head swam with the noises she made and the heady scent of her desire.
She swiftly took off her underwear tossing it away with fierce frustration and pulled him to lay on top of her, his face down to her chest. He kissed the spot between her breasts while he massaged her nipples, "Sesshomaru.." she gasped his name arching into his mouth. He gave open mouth kisses to both breasts and sucked vigorously on her pink mounds. She was bucking, pushing her hips against his. Hair wild and flushed face was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
She pushed him off and he looked up, eyes wide mouth dry "something wrong?" Sesshomaru asked half expecting something to be amiss.
"Not fair...you are wearing too many clothes" she groaned and sat up pushing him to his knees. She brushed her hand over the markings on his cheek and trailed her fingers over the exposed skin where his kimono was coming undone. The tracing of her palm across his chest under the layers of fabric made his cock throb painfully and couldn't suppress a growling hum from deep in his chest. Her hand slid down to the knot of his belt and pulled it lose with ease, the heavier silk kimono and lighter undergarment pooled around him leaving him completely naked.
Kagome made an appreciative sound when she got a look at his bare body. He pressed himself against her leaving nothing but skin between them. She pulled him into a hungry kiss and he moaned, his erection was hard and hot against her belly and she trembled with desire. She was so wet she could feel the dampness escaping the apex of her thighs "I need you. Now" she moaned. He didn't need much more encouragement, he was one touch away from going insane.
They lay down together, she was on her back, legs open, him on top. They locked eyes and he felt the emptiness inside of him filling with the tenderness he felt for her. He rested his weight mostly on his arms and elbows and framed her face with his hands resting his forehead close to hers, "are you real?" he whispered, half afraid she would vanish.
"I missed you too," she said and it sounded like a confession and a promise.
She kissed him sweetly bringing her energy to the surface, surrounding him in its familiar warmth. He sighed in both relief and pleasure and entered her slowly, she was wet and hot. Perfect. He sagged against her "Kagome, gods Kagome," he stayed still fully seated inside of her for a minute.
Kagome rolled her hips and he let go of the last threads of control. They moved together, nails digging into his back, hands firmly on her hips. Her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him deeper inside of her. She moaned his name and asked for more, he would give her anything. His instincts soared, he knew her body and how to bring her pleasure and he provided it freely.
His weight on her felt perfect, his smell, his energy, him. She could tell him apart in a sea of darkness. Oh, his hands! one sneaked between their bodies to rub her clit. She thrust her hips up to meet his and felt overfull. Climax shook her unexpectedly, she tensed under him throwing her head back in a silent scream.
Sesshomaru felt her clench around him tightly and almost sobbed. He pushed into her fiercely once more and his cock pulsed hard and hot with his release. "Kagome," he said her name like a prayer. After a dazed moment of bliss, he rolled them to have her on top of him and held on tight running his fingers gently down her back. Kagome tried to pull away after a while but his iron grip kept her in place. "Stay," he pleaded no ready to let her go, she nodded against his skin.
A little while after when Kagome moved away he didn't stop her this time but sat up in the bed mutely watching her. Kagome saw his eyes full of tenderness and a little madness, where she recognized a fear much like hers. He followed her every move as if she would disappear when out of his sight. She cleaned herself as best as possible with his discarded kosode, checked if the door of the bedroom was closed, and got back in bed with him unfolding the blanket over them both. She laced her fingers through his and settled in the crook of his arm. He released a deep breath and pulled her closer.