By the way, I have updated up until chapter 43. So everything (hopefully) is fixed and sounds much better. Thank you for sticking by me through all the waiting. I truly couldn't be more happy with you lovely people! 3
By the way, warning! Lemons~~
A Rock and a Hard Place
Kagome was at a loss for words. She had helped Ayumi and Shizu get free of him, not to mention Kohaku and even Sango, but… at what cost? What was she going to have to do? And going to his home every month? What the hell was she thinking, she couldn't imagine what would happen there!
"Girl, my patience is running thin." Naraku's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She looked at his lips to avoid his eyes, remembering earlier warnings. She could do this, she could be ...good.
"I apologize," Kagome still wasn't sure how to address him, so she purposefully left his name off. "What would you have of me?"
"Release, my pet." He took her hand in his own and guided it down through the water until she felt him, hardened and at the ready. She let her fingers curl around him, taking him fully by the hand. It surprised her that despite all she had been forced to do, touching like this had yet to happen.
Kagome licked her lips in apprehension. She had been able to do this with Sesshoumaru, but this? This was far harder. She wanted to run out of the room, not ...dance with the devil.
With a swallow and hopes that her nerves would not cause her hands to shake, she slowly lifted herself until her breasts were parallel to his face.
But before she could guide him in, Naraku placed a hand on her exposed waist. "Wait, pet. I want you elsewhere." He decided.
Kagome felt herself relax with relief, only to tense back up when she realized she hadn't a clue what he meant.
Rather than tell her, Naraku gently pushed her away to free himself. As she watched, he gripped the walls of the pool and lifted himself easily out, only to sit on the edge with his legs still inside.
His manhood stood at attention, practically staring her in the face.
Suddenly she realized what he wanted.
"I-I don't know if I can," Kagome admitted. He wasn't as thick as Kouga, nor as long as Sesshoumaru, but that didn't mean much. She had never had such a thing in her mouth, and if she could barely take it between her legs, where it was meant to go, how could she hope to comfortable fit him in her mouth? It wasn't like he was small, he was rather terrifying if she was being honest with herself. "I wouldn't want to ...scratch you, or make it less than pleasurable." She decided to go with half honesty. She was worried about hurting him, or disappointing, after all it was officially her job to keep him happy - and that certainly wouldn't make him so.
"I do not mind being rough," He told her, making her want to look up. She forced herself to stare instead at his sword of flesh. The double meaning wasn't lost on her; he had all but said he wouldn't mind a scratch, but she was sure he also meant he would force her into it if she didn't hurry up.
Kagome made her legs carry her forward until she was up against the wall, between his legs. His cock only inches from her chest. She slowly reached forward, trying her best to remain impartial.
This wasn't the hardened dick of an evil demon, it was just ...just… Just what? Kagome had no idea. She had fantasized before, sure. But oral had never been something she'd thought she'd be doing so soon. It was wishful thinking, absolutely, but that didn't mean a girl couldn't dream.
Either way, she could think of nothing to take her mind elsewhere. This was a powerful thing, attached to a dangerous demon that seemed to want nothing more than to hurt her, or at the very least make her intensely uncomfortable. Nothing would save her, nothing would make this better than what it was.
Apparently she had been thinking too long, because fingers glided through her hair. Kagome tensed a second before the grip tightened, yanking her head forward until her lips touched the very tip of him.
"Give me a proper release, girl, now. Or you will regret making me wait." Naraku's voice was devilishly low, making her want to run away and hide.
But she couldn't… she had made her bed, now she had to lie in it.
Kagome's lips parted, widening until the head of his cock was fully between her lips. She took a moment, compelling herself to run her tongue along him. He was soft, but there were lines along him as well. Oddly enough she knew they weren't natural, and upon looking closer, she realized there were scars scattered about his member.
He wasn't kidding about liking it rough.
With newfound horror, Kagome pushed herself down more, widening her lips further and further until they stretched to uncomfort. She shifted to see where she was and noticed she was only about halfway down.
There was a growl above her and she jumped, pulling him out her mouth in her surprise.
"You are taking far too long," Naraku tightened his grip further, "Let me show you."
She was only given a moment to gather herself before he pushed her down again. His manhood shoved into her mouth, going and going until it touched the back of her throat, and then it went further. It filled her so completely, blocking her breath, and she began to panick. She jerked, pushed against his hand, unable to inhale even a little. Was he trying to choke her?!
"Calm yourself, girl." Naraku's voice was hardly more than a snarl, "Breath through it." He was allowing her to get comfortable, but his restraint would only last so long.
Kagome closed her eyes, her hands finding his thighs and grabbing them so tightly she was sure she'd make him bruise. She took a tiny breath through her nose, and then another, finally finding her breath again. It was small, and hardly enough, but it was better than nothing.
"Good," Naraku would have smiled if not for the amount of control he was about to lose if she wouldn't stop panicking.
He didn't release her head, but he softened his hold, allowing her to much her head back up. Kagome thought he was going to let her come up for a proper breath, but she was wrong. The moment she got to the top, he shoved her back down, slamming himself between her lips and shoving her face against his front.
"This is how it's done," he told her, letting her up again, only to push her back down again. Naraku began to move more steadily, lifting her up with her hair when she fought back, and slapping her down against him. He pushed himself into that small mouth, relishing in the whimpers she gave him. Her fingers squeezed his legs, a silently plea for him to stop. He loved it. Taking difficult females was one of his favorite pastimes, and the fact that she was Sesshoumaru's made it all the more sweeter.
His fingers twisted through her hair, loving the feel of it wrapped around his hand tight enough to almost break his skin. As he pushed himself so completely inside her, he let out a groan of pleasure.
The lord's pet between his legs… what a fantastic sight.
Kagome was feeling the opposite. Her jaw hurt from being open so long, her tongue was tired from feeling up the demon's shaft, her fingers ached each time she tightened them. At least having sex felt good at times, but this was pure pain and discomfort.
Maybe that was why he enjoyed it so much.
The amount of control he had over her was terrifying, making her try to pull away almost involuntarily. She could barely breath, and the amount of abuse she was receiving to her face and mouth would definitely be felt for a long time.
She tried to focus on the feel of each scar he had, trying to keep her mind off the pain. He had many, and she was sure some of them were just veins. It was an awful thing to think he enjoyed pain there. Kagome didn't want to know what else he liked.
"Look at me," he suddenly ordered, making her flinch.
It was difficult to look up, and she certainly didn't want to, but she allowed her eyes to travel up his body. They raised over the muscles, up to the strong collar bone and thick neck. His lips were next, pulled back in a grimace as she took her time getting to his eyes.
His eyes… They were black as night, darkened similarly to Sesshoumaru's when they bled to red. They bore into her, crushing against her very being, pushing past her invisible walls all the way to her soul. He knew, she had no idea how but she was positive, every fear she'd ever had. He knew what she didn't like, who she didn't like, everything she had ever been afraid of or hated. Naraku could tell, and it was plain on his face that he would enjoy exploiting each one.
Suddenly she felt him grow slightly around her lips; there was a small change in his expression as she felt him swell. Kagome's eyes widened and she began to fight harder to get free. Her hands hit his stomach, pressing against it with as much strength as she could.
Then it came; he filled her so much she was sure it would burst out. She couldn't yet taste it, but she didn't want to.
"Look at me." He said again, and the tears finally fell as she met his eyes once again. "Swallow, pet. Or you will regret it."
Kagome watched him as she gulped down the horridly thick liquid, she felt it go down her throat as if it was climbing down instead of sliding.
Finally he pulled out, letting go of his grip on her hair. With a hoarse cry, Kagome leapt back, her hand over her mouth.
"Well done, girl." Naraku grinned, "Your first time wasn't as horrible as I had been expecting."
Kagome gave him the full weight of her glare, wanting him to see just how much she despised him. She kept her mouth shut, however, afraid of what might come out if she started to speak.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" He asked. And here she thought the surprises were over.
"Thank you for what?" She found herself barking out.
In an instant, Naraku was in front of her. He had one hand on her backside again, and the other on her jaw. He clenched both tightly, making her whimper in pain. She was sure to have a bruises from those damned fingers.
"I have given you my attention, pet." He forced her to look in his eyes, "It is an honor."
Kagome wanted to tell him just what she thought of his attention, but she trampled the idea immediately. She had made the deal to be good, and she had to deliver or it was probably Sango, or at least Kohaku's, life.
"Thank you," she gritted between her teeth. It wasn't perfect, but it was something.
"We'll have to work on your attitude." Naraku stroked his finger along her jaw softly. He leaned in brushing his lips against hers in the barest of kisses. "I will enjoy it immensely."
Then he was gone. Kagome stumbled at the sudden loss of arms around her, but she thankfully saved herself from the embarrassment. Naraku was out of the pool, already putting his robe in place.
"See you for breakfast, Kagome."
She was positive she did not like her name on his lips.
. . . . . . .
Kagome stood outside Sesshoumaru's door, the weight of what had happened crashing down on her. What was she going to tell him? Admittedly, she was more worried about what his reaction would be.
She cursed herself for being so stubborn; he had warned her about Naraku's tricks and she hadn't listened.
I should have walked away.
Kagome bonked her head against the door, expelling the selfish thought. No. She growled at herself. Sango is worth it.
Before she could argue with herself further, the door opened and light spilled into the hallway.
Never did she think she would be so happy to see Sesshoumaru. Without words, Kagome rushed forward to the person she had hated only hours before. Her arms wrapped around his waist, crushing him to her as much as she could.
"What are you doing?" Sesshoumaru's voice came out in a mixture of awe and confusion.
"I should have listened to you." Her voice was muffled in his clothes, and despite still being able to understand her, he forced her to pull back so he could see her face.
He wasn't surprised at the tears on her face, but it was her expression that left him lost. It was so distraught that for the first time ever he felt the urge to pull her back in his arms and never let go.
Sesshoumaru winced at the thought. He was the lord of demons, not some weak dog in need of cuddles.
"What have you done?" He asked, having the feeling that he didn't want to know.
Kagome closed her eyes, not caring that the tears had begun to stream down her face. She took a deep breath, attempting to remove the tremble from her voice. "I made a deal with him."
Sesshoumaru started, "You what?" The audacity, the ignorance, the sheer lunacy of such a thing was too much. He had to step back and put his hands at his side for fear of accidentally hurting her.
"What did you agree to?" He asked when he was able to keep his voice in control.
Kagome licked her lips, not wanting to tell him. "He agreed to let Kohaku go, to let him come stay with us." She held herself, suddenly feeling cold. "He said he wouldn't touch any of the girls while he was here, and he wouldn't kill anyone." Her eyes met his, and she found them glaring intently back. He wasn't furious, he was enraged. Kagome was sure that if she wasn't so apparently important that he would have killed her right there.
"What did you agree to?" Sesshoumaru repeated the words, needing her to tell him.
She didn't want to. She wanted to hide under the covers and pretend it was all a bad dream.
"I agreed to be his for the week." Kagome whispered, her eyes downcast. She felt rather than saw Sesshoumaru swell with a suddenly animosity.
"That is not all," he said, his voice gravelly and coarse, as if coming from a creature's mouth.
Kagome shook her head in agreement, "I also have to visit him." She explained, saying the words she still didn't quite believe. "For three days, every month."
Kagome thought she had seen the terror of Lord Sesshoumaru angry. But she was wrong. The frenzied look in his blood red eyes, coupled with the promise of violence pouring off him, made her almost hide her face in alarm.
His fangs grew and grew until they were too large for his face, and then that began to grow too. His claws elongated until she wasn't sure where they ended and his fingers began. The thing over his shoulder slapped to the ground and there was a moment when she forgot her fear and realized it was a tail. A massive, fluffy tail.
Sesshoumaru was gone, and in his place was a monster.
