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Rin
Winter air blasts against my skin, a sweet relief to the heat inside Band of Seven. The elderly patients always say it's too hot, the younger ones that it's too cold, but it isn't the shock of cold air that has me sweating as I start my walk home. It's the man in the wheelchair a block down. His eyes are on fire, glowing like pools of bubbling honey. That ache between my legs comes.
He licks his lips making my underwear wet. I jog up to him and kiss his lips. They're hot and dry all at once and burn my skin. I want more. I'm panting from the kiss alone. "Come home with me?"
"I was already planning on that." He leads the way, propelling himself so quickly I almost have to jog to keep up with him. "We'll go to the rink after."
He grabs my wrist and yanks me into his lap. He's poking my thighs already. I grip the armrests to keep myself on, breathing heavily. He stops at a crosswalk while the light is red. His hand slides up my thighs, resting just below where I'm burning. "Is there a problem," he speaks huskily in my ear and presses his mouth against my neck. His tongue slithers against my skin. I have to bite my own to stop myself from moaning. It hurts, I need him.
"N…n…no problem."
He squeezes my thigh, making my legs tense, which makes the fire that much hotter. "You're sure." He presses a finger against my crotch almost making me want to get off his lap.
"Says the guy with a pipe in his pants."
He chuckles against my skin, kissing my neck again as the light changes. I feel naked without his lips. He propels us across the street at lightning speed and then around the corner to the entrance of my apartment. I try to get off, but he wraps an arm around my waist. "Stay seated, arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times." Then a bump in the road forces his shaft into my thighs making me squeak.
"You're going to get it." I slap the automatic door button. My nipples are so hard, I feel like I'm burning from the inside out.
"Mmh, that's what I'm hoping for." There is a couple with children in the elevator with us. I try to ignore the way they are staring at him and me, who is just sitting in his lap. I try not to groan in pleasure as he runs his fingers up and down my back through my scrubs. The door opens on the second floor first letting the family out. The door closes and we are finally alone, he tilts my neck back into his lips, sucking them, heating them.
His finger dips into my crotch, pressing the fabric of my pants against my clit and this time I do moan. His tongue dances across my lips, dipping into my mouth. The other hand rises up my stomach to grip my left breast. We break apart as soon as the doors open. "Oh God…I think Kohaku is off today."
"I don't see how that's a problem." He finally lets me off his lap. He follows me in after I open the door.
"Kohaku?" I call already heading to my bedroom. But then I pause. Sesshomaru is stuck trying to maneuver around my living room that is not set up for someone in a wheel chair. "Kohaku?!" I exhale in relief and run back to the coffee table, shoving it against the wall so he can get through.
I pounce on him, straddling his lap nearly making the wheel chair fall backwards. Our lips fly against each other as he heads for my bedroom. "Do you have a condom?" I kiss and tongue his mouth, rocking my hips against his shaft. "I want you."
He rolls into my room, pushing me off his lap onto the foot of the bed. I try to move up to the head but he snatches my ankle stopping me. "Come to the foot of the bed." He rips his t-shirt and undershirt off. God, I want to die staring at his abs. He really has come a long way in the six months. They're lined now. His arms are ripped with muscles. He reaches for my feet removing my shoes and then my socks tossing them over his shoulder.
He comes up, nipping at the fabric of my shirt, clamping down on my left nipple, then my right, then sucking on my neck. He pushes me onto my back and grabs my panties and pants pulling them down my legs and onto the ground. I feel exposed as he positions himself between my legs. With back bent, breathing against my slit, he makes my curls blow with his breath. He runs his hands from my knees up to my thighs, so close and then massages the sides of my groin muscles, making me rock my hips against the pressure. "You're such a tease."
"You're such a beauty." He kisses my lower lips and then it begins. I feel his fingers brushing their knuckles first making me grip the bedsheets.
"Oh god…oh…" I can feel the small sting of his teeth each time he pulls me in. The heat has become a blaze I can't escape. "It's so hot." I lift and stretch my legs, bringing my knees to my chest to sweeten the sensation. I can feel my walls searching for something to grip. They clamp down, seeking satisfaction. One hand slides under my shirt, under my bra and massages my nipple and oh I want something…I need something. "Sesshomaru?"
"What?" He comes out of my curls, his lips painted with my moisture.
I sit up panting, holding onto his wrist. "I want…"
He smiles as if he knows and wheels backwards to the side of the bed. "We're going to try a new position."
"Can't you just finger me?" I throw my shirt off and undo my bra. When I look up again, his pants are off, his flag is waving and he uses the headboard and mattress to lift himself out of his chair. He gathers pillows to support his back and then motions me to him. While I crawl across the bed, he opens a condom and slides it over his tip.
I go to straddle him facing him. "No," he takes my hands, "turn around. And go down slowly this time."
I face away from him nervously, trying to figure out how to make this position work. I end up squatting, letting him fill me. It still feels like he is stretching me and so deep. I lean against his chest panting into his neck, while one of his hands cups my breast and the other reaches down and starts running circles on my clit. I see the light. "Come," he whispers, then his lips are on mine again. Like this, I'm spread so wide for him, but it's me that has to make the momentum. I grind my hips against his while he makes friction on my clit and the moans start coming. He's grunting and groaning and god…I can feel it in my belly first, then an ache builds deep where he keeps pressing inside of me.
The fire burns, everything hardens. He's huffing against my neck. He can feel it, at least more than the last time we did this. "Harder Rin, fuck me."
I slam my hips against his, just as his finger races back and forth on my clit. I cry in release, moaning, nearly screaming. I flop back against his chest, sweating and out of breath, still shaking. "Oh my god." I say and kiss his lips, slowly. "I can still feel it."
His finger continues to run lazy circles around my clit, making me clench against him. "You don't have to keep going."
"It's okay," he kisses my neck, right below my ears. "I want you to feel satisfied."
The pulsing is fading. I hold his wrist. "I love you," I say quietly.
His face softens. "I love you."
I slide off his lap and take the condom off to throw in the trash. "Want a wash cloth?"
"Just you." He grabs my wrist and pulls me against his side, still breathing hard.
He's warm and comforting. The same as he was last night. I've never slept so peacefully before. We come together like two pieces of a puzzle, folding in to each other. Yawning into his shoulder, I inhale his skin. He smells like sweat and winter. "We should go to the rink."
"You're exhausted," he whispers, rubbing my cheekbone and the lines under my eyes.
"I haven't been sleeping well. I swear I'm getting more nervous by the minute. Every day passes is one day closer to the competition and I'm worried I won't do it well. And I had to do a lot lifting today. I'm so sore."
"Maybe we should take the night off. Come home with me."
"If I'm not here when Hak gets home he'll worry. We're a family of worriers. It's been like that since my mother died. Sango felt so guilty because they never said goodbye. Kohaku shut himself away. It's like we all handled it differently and just came closer together."
"You're lucky,"
"So are you. Your dad is trying Sesshomaru. You know you can't get those years back right?" I catch his gaze and kiss his lips. "Just like we can't get the last two months back. Anger just seeps into your bones and stops you from seeing what you have. He's trying."
"And the pain?" he asks me, voice softening slightly.
"Does it hurt Sesshomaru?" Palming his chest just over his hear, I kiss him again.
"More than you know," he whispers and holds me tightly to him.
The weeks begin to pass quickly. We act like teenagers exploring for the first time. We make love in the supply closet at the rink, in the locker rooms when no one is looking, in the showers at Band of Seven when I'm supposed to be closing the center down and locking up.
I spend more time at his house than at my own because I've become accustomed to the feel of his skin against mine. Every night is spent together, mostly at his house, but at times I convince him to sleep at mine.
Sesshomaru follows through on his promise to Danny and presents him with a gold medal. He lets Danny choose between one for the horizontal bar, the parallel bars, the rings. He tells Danny when he chooses the one for the rings that it was the last one he won before he fell and hurt his back.
It's as if shedding the medal gives him new life and more courage to live.
He passes his driver's exam on the second time around, because the first time he nearly knocked into another car parallel parking. Both times I go with him and when he passes we throw a party at his house and invite both our families.
Kieran, Keaton and Kelsey play together in a box of empty dirt under his apple tree. Miroku works the grill, while Sesshomaru teaches Sango how to garden. The last frost finally fell, making it safe to plant.
Sesshomaru shows her how he erects clear plastic over the newly planted vegetables to keep them from being harmed if another frost falls. Together, with his family we plant his garden, digging deep in the earth. Toga works on the peppers and cucumbers, fending off the bees that flutter around the lavender.
"They're going to ruin whatever you're planning on planting over there," I comment while pulling weeds out of the herb garden.
"No," Sesshomaru replies, planting squash and zucchini, "I made that bed for him to play in. When I bring him here, he tries to uproot anything he can touch. I throw random seeds in there and if he uproots them I don't care. That's Kieran's flower bed."
Kieran covers his mouth chuckling and then kisses Keaton on the lips that she just used to eat dirt. "Did he just kiss my daughter?" Sango gazes on shocked.
"Should we draw up a wedding contract?" Inuyasha laughs, lugging over a large bag of soil to put into an empty bed.
"How do you do this alone?" I ask Sesshomaru.
"I never did completely alone. Mom always helped."
His mother is in charge of bringing the plants from his room to the planting beds. And when she isn't doing that, she's visiting with the playing children. She's brought them candies and keeps them from spreading the mess farther than the bed they're in. "You're going to make a great dad one day." I kiss his cheek and keep working on my task.
In April Jak, Shippo and I go shopping for tutus. I'm armed with my first credit card because these things are about as expensive as my boots and I don't want to dip too deep into my savings account. We find a mother owned shop out in Lakewood and spend the afternoon trying on dresses.
"How do I look in this one?" Jak tries on a dress in forest green with a brown belt, looking something like Robin Hood. "This squeezes the baggage." He does a twirl in front of the mirror, making the skirt fly up revealing his perfectly shaped ass.
"Thinking of competing Jak?" I tease him, coming out of the dressing room with a sea green dress on. It barely covers my ass and crisscrosses my chest with silver sequins. "Wow this flashes a lot of skin."
"You look hot Rin!" Shippo exclaims, wearing a ruffled white top and skin tight black pants. "Remember when I used to skate?"
"Man you should, those pants squeeze your ass in all the right places. You should get kinky with Kanta," Jak tells him.
I do a twirl in front of the mirror, checking out the look with the tights and then do a few tricks on the ground, making sure it's comfortable to move in. "It's a bit tight in the back."
"We can let it out," the sales attendant informs me.
"What do you think? Long or short program?"
"Short," Shippo and Jak say together. "We need something samurai like for the long though. With the music choice it makes more sense."
Nodding, I speak with the clerk and we find a slim red dress that goes just to my hips and comes up to the neck in a Chinese styled shirt. It's sleeveless, which for me is preferable. "Perfect."
"Red's hot. I think Sesshomaru's gonna melt when he sees these," Jak says excited.
Melt he does. He asks me if I got the dresses when we meet at the Rink that night. I show him the pictures. He tells me he will need a personal viewing when they're adjusted, which two weeks later means I fulfill his kinky fantasy of stripping out of one for him.
It ends in making love so loud Kohaku has to invest in ear plugs and begs us to spend the night at Sesshomaru's house so the women he entertains don't get jealous that he isn't making them scream so loud. "Need a few pointers?" Sesshomaru chides him.
"No…yes…maybe…maybe…" and then they secret themselves away in my brother's room and I don't see either of them until dinner time.
May comes, bringing gusts of air so strong they nearly knock me over while I jump out of Jakotsu's car and head for the rink. It's my last practice before the big competition. I can't believe I'm doing this again. That last time when I tried to skate at fifteen, I swore I would never get on the ice again. I swore I wouldn't feel like this again, but the buzz of nerves hits me, making want to give up before I've even started. Buckling under the pressure, I fall on the first pass of jumps landing on my ass.
Pulling myself off the ground, I start circular foot work, feeling like I'm going to fall down from dizziness. "Stop!" Sesshomaru calls and maneuvers himself closer to me. "It's all sloppy."
Groaning, I shift my feet on the ice. "I'm going to fail. I'm not even going to make it through. They're going to laugh…"
"Stop," he takes my hands in his. "Listen to me, we've been over this. You're doing it for fun and you'll see what happens. Neither one of us is going to feel bad if you fail."
"Rin!" Kaede calls me from the lip of the ice. We rented the rink for the next two hours so I can practice alone and not worry about running into someone.
"What?" I call heavily.
"The news station is here. They want to talk to you."
"Great." Kneading my forehead, I skate circles around Sesshomaru.
"You're going to make me throw up," he catches my wrist as he speaks. "Do you remember how to interview?"
"Not really."
"Just remember, simple answers. You don't reveal more than you want and whether you say something or not about our relationship is your choice."
"You think I should talk to them?"
"Sponsors. If you want to take this farther than you need to promote yourself. Imagine it, Olympic hopeful going for a second chance."
"Coached by three time Olympic hottie, Sesshomaru Takahashi." Our lips meet, making me want to drag his ass into the supply closet again.
"Go on. I'll be waiting for you."
"Right."
"Rin Matthews, twenty five from Denver, Colorado is competing in the Denver Invitational. She's hoping to make a comeback from her 2010 fall just before the Olympics in Vancouver, Canada. Rin Matthews was one of the first females to land a quad in competition. After the fall, Rin fell of the radar and dedicated herself to her studies becoming a college student and last year graduating with PhD in physical therapy."
"I'm just doing this for fun."
"She was inspired by her then patient now boyfriend and coach Sesshomaru Takahashi. Three time Olympic Champion and one of the most decorated male gymnasts in the world."
"The hope is to go out and skate a clean program."
"Rin what happens if you qualify for Sectionals?"
"We'll see. I have to get into the top four first and I'm skating against people with more recent training and who are ten years younger than me."
"Well we wish you luck."
An eruption of clapping breaks out in Sango and Miroku's living room. I'm spending the night at their house so I feel less like a nervous wreck. "I can't believe they showed that leaked video." There's nothing like seeing yourself go up and come down hard on your knee. You can even hear the bone cracking and the scream.
"Don't let it get to you sis," Kohaku tells me. "You're going to be fine."
"I think I'm going to be sick." I jump off the couch and run into the bathroom heaving everything I ate for dinner. "Great." More comes flying out of my mouth.
Hands gather the hair behind my head, tying it back in a pony tail. "It's okay."
"Thanks Sango." I rinse my mouth out. "What am I doing?"
"What you're good at?" she answers wisely and then sits on the edge of the bathtub. "At some point, you have to let go of the fall."
"I know," I heave out and join her, trying to settle my stomach. "Maybe it was just too much to process then. I felt like I let you and Mir down and mom. She sacrificed so much so I could skate. She was so excited when I got interviewed that one time, remember and they said I was an Olympic hopeful? That night before she died, she said she'd be watching me skate in heaven. What if I mess up? What if I let him down?"
"What if you forgive yourself and just skate your heart out? We both know you love it. You never let us down. We're so proud of you." She hugs me tight, bringing tears to my eyes. "And if you two have sex tonight, do you mind to keep it down?"
My cheeks bloom with color and I shrug. "Sorry…"
"So it's not awkward?" Sango giggles. "Kohaku said you two are constantly at it."
I shrug again. "It feels good and no it's not awkward. It's different. Different than I imagined it but every day he can feel a little more. At least this way we aren't so concerned about finishing quickly."
"I'm glad you're happy. From now on, he comes to the family dinners." She gives me one last squeeze and leaves the bathroom.
"Fine with me."
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