For iyfic challenge's "Food" theme.
Title: Tantalus' Kiss
Words: 250
Pairing: (older)Rin Sesshoumaru
Genres: Angst, Drama
Rating: PG-13/T
Squicks: Pseudo-incest, for those that don't like Sess/Rin. This is post-series, though.
Summary: All her hungers shall be in vain.
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She feels like she's always hungry.
Rin tears into the melon like a savage, having no one to teach her better manners by example. Her companions are need-less, want-less. They do not hunger for the briefly burning things that drive her.
Sesshoumaru and Jaken do not eat. Sometimes she suspects Jaken would like to, but doesn't do it because Sesshoumaru doesn't like it. She herself has tried to make that sacrifice, but after pushing herself to the point of pain, and the delirious euphoria that follows, she had woken with a morsel pushed between her lips, and the command to chew and swallow.
Sesshoumaru is what some would call utterly unnatural, because one expects certain things from a being with a human shape. But for all intents and purposes, he might as well be a stone, taking nothing, giving nothing. Rin even thinks he might be happier just staying in one place until the moss grows over him.
She's tried to give to him. She's tried to take from him. She's tried to tempt him with her favorite foods, and pressed warm kisses to his uncaring lips. She would have done the latter in his sleep, had he ever slept, but the result was the same anyway. Those dispassioned eyes that calmly waited for her to be finished would give her no more than a sleeping man could.
He remains statuesque, unmovable, as the hunger crawls in her gut.
She tears into her food, never satisfied, and always, always hungry.