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Chapter 36: Just Words

He pushed her closer to his chest with one hand, while the other found the entrance to her core beneath the folds of her clothing.

She gasped at his sudden redirection back to his previous endeavor. Her grip tightened around his shoulders as she grew used to the familiarity of his touch once again. She felt him shift her hair so that he had access to her jaw line.

He had accepted her assurances.

Tongue, teeth, and wet breaths found her sensitive patches with ease, causing her to elicit soft vocal breaths into his hair. He was especially gentle this time. He wasn't biting her. And if he did resort to his claws or fangs, they were used in much safer methods. She knew that he desired to be primitive and rough, given that he had already exposed her to that side of him before... so why was he holding back now?

"S-Sesshoumaru...?" She pulled forth his name as he continued to explore her body.

"Hn?"

"W-why are you being so... careful?" She asked, shyly, into his ear as his sensuous licks found their way to her collar bone. He used his hands to spread her legs a bit farther, her knees pushing outward past his thighs. This caused her soaked yukata to open further from the legs up until finally reaching the dripping belt around her waist.

"I'm not," he answered, vaguely at first.

One hand snaked its way around her thin frame while the other now fumbled with his own clothing below the belt. He looked up into her curious eyes.

"I am merely being forgiving of your particular desires. It is by this method that you prefer me to handle you."

Her heart began to rapidly thump through her chest at his kind words. Was he feeling merciful this time because of her encounter with Shirokaen? Or was it because of their conversation before? She analyzed the possibilities while lowering her gaze, stating with good heart,

"Y-you needn't be so selfless... I would gladly accept you no matter how you decided to..." She paused with slight embarrassment, unused to bringing their sexuality into sentences,"... take me."

"Hm, is that so?" He smirked at her submissive and sheltered nature as he removed his erect member from his hakama; positioning it between her thighs.

"Perhaps you should stop pondering these things and just accept my offerings with gratitude," his devious demeanor returned as he cast away her curiosities. He gently pushed the curve of her thighs and waist down onto him, forcing her opening to stretch in response to the obstacle just below it.

"Ah!" She gasped, her cheek resting on Sesshoumaru's shoulder. He studied her face that shone bright with renewed arousal as he continued to push her body down, slowly encompassing him.

Once he was fully inside, he arched her back so that her breasts protruded towards him. They were still shrouded by the drenched light pink yukata she was wearing, though the material had fallen to her biceps, widening the path of exposed ivory. With a simple tug, the porcelain masses with dipped peach centers revealed themselves to him. He promptly sank to take one between his lips, massaging and nipping with restraint. Simultaneously, he lifted Rin's form to retreat his first thrust, only to force her back down onto him to complete the second.

"Sesshoumaru..." she hotly called for him, overwhelmed by the feeling of this strange new position.

He started a rhythm for their coupling, gathering instinctual momentum from her with light movements from his own hips, before his hand eventually stopped guiding her. She hesitated, looking at him in confusion.

"Continue," he ordered, one hand now propping himself up, while the other rested on her back.

She reluctantly and nervously started where he had stopped. No longer pushing against the restrictions of his hand, she was free to move as she pleased. She slid along him diligently, hovering over his base when it sent sensations through her outer nerves. Chills convulsed in waves throughout her body as she slowly became worked up over her own drawn-out movements along his shaft.

"Ah... ah... ha, Sess...houmaru..." Her enamoured voice caressed his ears with seduction.

He smiled at her overcome face, amused. He rarely gave up control in mating, but he was curious to see Rin's performance in such a powerful position. So far it was... cute. Cute and virginal. He felt her pause in uncertainty as she tried to figure out her own body, attempting to figure out how the pleasure she ultimately sought could be obtained by the varied gyrations against him.

"Like this," he instructed upon noticing her struggle, pushing diagonally on her lower back with his hand to create an arch in her form. This caused a stretching in length, but a tightening of center along her inner walls. She breathed sharply as her nerves lit up, and she crumpled over to lean on him.

Sesshoumaru took it upon himself to lead her again, to her alleviation; forcing her to move rhythmically once more.

"If you form your body to compress mine, it will heighten the pleasure for the both of us," he explained before smiling, "Observe."

He pushed forward to send her down to the shallow waters once more, changing their position. His body was now over hers, his manhood still embedded deep inside of her. She groaned lightly at the change. Sesshoumaru took her right leg and lifted it to rest on his left shoulder. Her muscles, now folding over her core, caused inevitable constriction around him. Her moans told him she understood. Sesshoumaru's face dropped its amusement as he became involved in their act once again. His pelvis gave a slow, methodical thrust, and she could feel the difference.

The newness almost... hurt. But the tenderness of his initial invasion reconciled the feeling. He impatiently began to quicken his movements. Rin's toes curled each time she was subjected to the meeting of his base, throwing her own thrusts and whimpers upward in pleasured approval.

He watched, beginning to pant as he lustfully took in her erotic movements and facial expressions, recognizing once more that she was able to seduce him far more than any other woman could. And to this he no longer asked himself why.

He cared about her physical reception during their sexual experiences. He put time and effort into her that he refused anyone else. He knew why. He now knew why he found himself bedding her outside of innate and instinctual desires.

He wasn't simply mating with her. He was making love to her.

Something he hadn't thought possible of himself. Something he thought incapable of demon nature.

Despite the bitter acceptance of this fact, Sesshoumaru continued to have his way with her, dropping his thoughts as he grew consistently heated for the writhing woman beneath him. He lowered his lips to her chest, taking in her intoxicating scent and scavenging her breasts while pumping in and out of her dripping wet core. She breathed in deeply, overwhelmed by his passion, her passion, and the sensations of her body. The sheer atmosphere that Sesshoumaru created drove her close... and, of course, he sensed it. He slowed his movements.

"So quick to be pleasured, Rin...," he teased with sudden interest. He lifted her back to his lap in the original upright position, "Tell me, for I am truly curious, what is causing your scent to call for my touch so much more than the other times?"

Rin huffed, elbows now resting on either side of his neck as her body settled down bitterly, for Sesshoumaru had cruelly stripped her from her moment of release. He still pressed himself in and out of her. But he did so with the intention to draw out her experience.

"I don't know why..." she replied, her breath catching every time her body met his, "...but I do know that... I feel much closer to you... this time... Maybe that's why."

He pondered Rin's answer before realizing that she was heated by his previous proclamation of devotion.

"Simple words have that sort of power over you, hmm?" He smirked in triumph as he found her weakness.

"I-I think it's a bit less simple...," she muttered, growing lost in his rhythmic gyrations once more.

"We shall see," Sesshoumaru cocked his head curiously and, with his unreal speed, had Rin on her feet and pinned against one of the large stalagmites within seconds, his manhood still buried deep within her.

It was true that he lacked in the realm of showing human emotion, for he was far from human. But he knew what the idea encompassed. And for the sake of Totosai's warning, he would give her what he thought appropriate for the up-keep of their bond. However, at the end of it all, Rin knew his nature. She grew up with it. If he was what she wanted, she had to take into account his inability to provide her with human-specific needs. And whether or not she had acknowledged this yet, wasn't for him to question.

He retreated out of her, looking her in the eyes with devious desire before flipping her around. His eyes lingered over her protruding shoulders that were half covered by her mess of clothing, his form firmly pressed up against hers. He allowed enough room to lift the draping cloth of her yukata up over her waist, exposing her backside to his lustful satiation. He pushed her down at the blades to elicit a decent position from her for ease of entrance, before driving into her from behind. As usual, she was tight, but her body had grown used to him from their previous nights together. She whimpered at his breach of her and, in no time at all, she was worked back into her build-up.

Post-entrance, he raised her upper half back up to meet his, continuing his heated thrusts.

"Sesshoumaru...," she moaned as his hand cupped her chin and he dragged his wet slippery tongue from her neck up to the base of her ear lobe.

"Rin...," he breathed her name with intended need, leading to a familiar spike in her scent. He smiled wickedly as he realized through her humanity, through her feminine emotions, what exactly she desired from him. The words traced her ear drum maliciously, "I know what you want to hear. I know your ultimate subjugation..."

His icy voice sent chills down her neck. She moaned, her hands clenched on either side of her face against the protruding rock.

"I...I don't-" she started, only to feel her left hand encased by his as he interrupted her.

"Yes you do," he breathed, placing his other hand on her thigh to hold off against his rhythmic thrusts for deeper penetration.

"Nn!" She squealed, the sensations pushing her ever closer.

"Rin...," he licked the edge of her ear, drawing her nearer to her climactic edge before,

"I love you."

One last strike of her nerves and she gasped, throwing her head back onto him as her body tightened and threatened to fall. All balance and muscular control flickered in and out of commission. However, Sesshoumaru held her up against his body. He allowed her a moment to fully experience the unique pleasure she derived from the intertwined emotional and physical attachment she had to him before he continued his own pursuit. Ironically, peculiarly, he was also close despite keeping his demonic nature completely at bay for the entire length of their mating.

He pushed her against the jutting rock once more and pulled the upper half of his body back to his favored view; where he could watch himself take her.

He held her down by the base of her neck while the other pushed against her waist. Sesshoumaru only spent another moment or two of his time getting himself to the brink before ultimately allowing himself to release; spilling his seed into her.

Rin's reddened face, still flushed with ecstasy against the smooth rock, shifted as he pulled out of her. She turned to look at him and found golden eyes staring mysteriously back at her. She had no idea what expression he was giving her, until of course, he smirked.

"Much too simple...," cockily and demeaning, he mouthed to her.

Blinking as he lifted her off of the ground, Rin locked her arms around his neck, still blushing, while he carried her towards the center of the spring that slowly grew deeper.

The water was about thigh-high when Sesshoumaru placed Rin upon the water-covered Earth once more, her yukata completely soaked and out of place all across her body. He removed it, to her strange embarrassment. Shedding his own strewn clothing, he finally graced her well-being with a fair amount of attention.

"Not very talkative, I see," He brought her unusual countenance into the light. But she didn't respond.

Sesshoumaru lowered himself into the water while Rin followed slowly, allowing her body to adjust to the warmth before submerging as far as she could. The daiyoukai began to bathe, ridding his stomach of the dried blood that now merely caked over fully-healed and flawless fair-skin. The wounds from Shirokaen's claws had long since recovered; proof that Sesshoumaru's demonic power knew no bounds. Rin began to scrub herself as she stared down, lost in thought.

"What's the matter?" He asked, now truly curious of her unusual disposition.

She paused her efforts, granting herself a little time before murmuring,

"That... was the first time."

He eyed her with bewilderment.

"No one has ever told me they loved me before...," her voice grew even quieter as her face reawakened with scarlet hues. She gazed into the water, "I didn't realize... how nice it was."

She looked up at him with heavily docile eyes while he studied the unique tones of her voice. Her current state left him perplexed; How could him saying such silly things cause this reaction? Words, after all, meant nothing. They were intended for communicative purposes alone, and any other claims had to be proven with action. But for some reason, him uttering the very words that his actions had identified many times over in the past, provoked an unusually blissful response from her.

He narrowed his eyes at her.

Rin was lucky that he did, indeed, hold that regard. Because, in that moment when he had said those words, he was merely doing so to sexually exploit her. They held no intended truthful purpose, and Sesshoumaru hadn't foreseen this similar and comparable reaction from Rin after their affair as he had in the midst of it. Though his pride willed to correct her misinterpretation of his intentions, he denied himself on her behalf.

"Words should not mean so much to you," he lectured in response, removing his gaze from her, "Putting your trust in them, in a world like this, is simply foolish."

"Sesshoumaru...," she pronounced his name to regain his attention, and he obligingly graced her with it.

"I know you may not care for words but... it still meant a lot to me," she smiled at him with overwhelming happiness, "So, thank you."

He merely evaluated her, intrigued by the limitless trust that she placed in him. Sesshoumaru wondered for a brief moment just how much trust would remain if she actually came to know how fearsome of a demon that he could be. The things he was capable of doing were things that she could not possibly comprehend with the natural kindness of her heart. Shifting his focus to the violet sword that lay in the distance, he redirected his thoughts to pressing matters.

"Rin. We will stay here until morning."

"Huh?" She straightened, surprised, "But what about the queen?! We don't have the time-"

"Kouga had shared with me his intention to dispatch messengers for her arrest," he explained, "The councils of the three nations, without a doubt, have already subjected her to confinement." He glowered at the thought of his traitorous mother.

"She will simply rot there until they have set a trial, so all we can do is let her," he finished.

Rin's eyes widened, reminded of the previous night's events, and he took notice.

"I will tell you what transpired. But first, bathe and go find yourself food," he exacted his conditions with authority.

To this, she nodded before resuming her scrubbing endeavors.

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What is the queen planning now?
Tomorrow I will post the 2nd Act Teaser.
Shirokaen was the First Act.

Though this second act won't be near as long, but it's all planned, my pretties ;)