It was a gloomy day. A dreary fog consumed the forest, dusting all it touched with a light cover of water droplets. The sun had no chances of breaking through the dense cover and as such the morning remained chilly at best. Enshrined within the mists was an elegant carriage. It was covered in cerulean enamel and fitted with gilt embellishing. A team of four robust, midnight black horses was pulling the carriage along the forest path, their strong legs moving at a brisk pace.
Inside the carriage, a young miko was restlessly staring out the window. Her bottom lip was being abused by her teeth and her thighs were tightly pressed together. Images of a certain golden eyed youkai were running through her mind incessantly. Which wasn't really a surprise, as she was currently on her first diplomatic envoy to the House of the West.
The way things had left off; she had hardly gotten any sleep that night. Or any of the nights in the week since then. Her family was also shocked at the haste she showed in arranging this visit, but they attributed it to her sense of duty. If only they knew the true source of her motivation.
Kagome cringed lightly. She doubted an affair of this sort would be looked upon kindly by the upper echelons of ningen society. Shrine maidens were not to comport with youkai, despite all the politics that said otherwise. She sighed heavily, resting her chin in her hand as she returned her attention to the window. Not that she could even see much through the fog, which made it almost impossible for her mind to keep away from certain thoughts. Thoughts of clawed hands upon her waist, under her dress, sliding up her thighs…
She threw her hands up in the air, pulling at her mane of inky hair in frustration. This would be a long trip.
As the day shifted into midmorning, the carriage, now gleaming with dew drops, pulling to a slow stop. Kagome shot up, her breath hitching as she fumbled with the small side door. She made it out with no missteps, but it was a close thing. The courtyard she stepped into was serene. White stone walls enclosed an area that was alternatively paved with smooth grey stones and covered in green grass. Trees, flowers and shrubs were artfully arrayed to seem natural, but created a definite path leading to the impressive palace. Moonstone and granite were carved into beautiful walls and capped with black stone roofs. The palace looked at home in this natural setting, but it hummed with a strange energy. Kagome felt overawed at the sight. A serving woman stood in front of her, marked by the silver crescent moon embroidered on the left breast of her blue robe. She looked about middle age and kindly, except for her eyes. They were completely blue, with no iris or pupil.
"Welcome, my Lady. Please, follow me to the master's chambers," She said in a homely voice. Kagome felt some of her tension drain away at the woman's smile and started to follow her. Other servants came sedately forward to lead the team of horses away. There was some traffic around the courtyard, but it was all so discreet. Everyone seemed to be avoiding the main path. Kagome felt eyes upon her as she walked through the plaza. Soon, they stood upon the entrance steps. A pair of guards, grizzled warriors despite the white tails and round ears that adorned them, guarded the way with a pair of silver lances. Blue streamers hung from them, but Kagome had no doubt that the edges were sharpened. They nodded politely as she passed. The inside of the palace was more gleaming white stone with deep blue adornments. She was led down a winding path until the servant stopped at a set of black double doors, inlaid with a giant silver wolf. The eyes were picked out in rubies. The serving woman nodded to Kagome, and then walked away. She was about to call out after her when an imperious voice growled out.
"You may enter."
She gulped, and pulled open one of the impressive doors.
She almost couldn't see into the dim room. Unlike the rest of the castle, this room seemed to have been carved out of obsidian. A massive fireplace against one of the walls threw golden light onto the stone walls, and made it deliciously warm. There seemed to be no illumination other than the fire. A set of couches sat before the fireplace, carved from mahogany and upholstered in a brocaded navy silk. A massive wooden desk sat at the other end of the room, covered in various stacks of neat papers and books. A corner of the room was hidden from view behind an elaborate blue and silver folding screen. A pattern of white clouds covered the screen. The far wall held three separate doors, inlaid with silver depictions of natural scenes. Standing in the middle of the room, the fire glinting off of his hair, stood Sesshomaru.
Kagome sucked in a gasp at the sight of the taiyoukai. He had traditional clothing on! She had rarely seen the elegant garb of the demons as they tend to wear ningen fashions to their mixed functions. He was adorned with a white silk robe. The collar and cuffs had a hexagonal cherry blossom pattern on, stitched in cobalt blue. The kimono was tied loosely with a black obi. She didn't think it was possible, but against the dark room, he was nearly gleaming. Gently closing the door behind her, she gulped, it was hard to meet his piercing gaze.
Sesshomaru inhaled slightly, taking in the scent of the woman before him. She smelt of rain, orange blossoms, and trepidation. He wondered how long she would continue to be nervous around him. As he started to walk towards her, his eyes roamed over her lush figure. She was respenent today in a dark grey gown. The dress had a sweetheart neckline and gathered at the waist before falling to the ground. Long sleeves covered her arms, and small touches of white lace set off her blue eyes. Her wild black hair was unbound.
"Kagome," he said softly as he stopped before her. She bit her lip, looking up into his eyes with such an innocent cast to her face.
"Sesshomaru. Your family estate is… beautiful," She whispered. He smirked, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear.
"This is just my home. My family all have separate lands within the west. But I did not invite you here to talk about those matters," He said as her face colored in a blush. Those blue eyes of hers darkened.
"Isn't talking our official business?" She replied with a hint of a smile. One small hand reached out to lay against his chest. It was a harmless enough touch, until he stepped closer, caging her against the door.
"I can think of more pleasurable things," he breathed, taking in the view of her wide, dazed eyes. He leaned down, lips brushing against the side of her neck slowly. She let out a breathy sigh, almost a moan, and leaned into the contact. He smirked against her skin, before moving up to her ear. His teeth closed lightly around the appendage and tugged before letting go.
At that, a quiet moan did leave her and her hands fluttered against his chest. He pulled back, a satisfied smirk gracing his face. She looked hungry, he noticed.
"Perhaps you have the right idea," She said breathily. His smirk changed into a devilish grin.
"As always," he said lowly, before withdrawing completely. She blinked slowly, missing his heat already. "Go behind the dressing screen and change, little Miko," he said as he walked towards the couches.
Kagome was perplexed by the sudden change, but she knew that if she wanted things to continue, she had better listen. Besides, whatever was behind the screen, it couldn't be too bad, right? She walked across the room, golden eyes burning into her.
She stepped into the covered corner, hidden from his view. There was a candle upon a silver table that illuminated the area. A set of clothes also hung from the back of the screen. She felt her mouth fall open at the sight of such garments.
They were predominantly made of a decadent, navy blue lace. The lace was patterned into moons, flowers and stars and covered a white silk corset with laces in the front. She noticed that the cut would be quite… revealing. A matching thong hung below the corset, with a small bow on the backside.
Kagome had never seen such erotic clothes before. She had heard of bedroom ware, of course, but sheltered maidens like her did not really have access to any. Until now, she supposed. The thought that Sesshomaru wanted to see her like this… She felt a rush of desire that settled in the pit of her stomach.
She slipped off her dress, hanging it up carefully so the silk wouldn't crease. The panties were put on first, but it made her almost anxious to feel how much skin they revealed. She slipped the corset on, pulling the laces tight as she sucked in a breath. Her bosom was certainly displayed, she thought as she tied a neat bow.
Laying on the screen, underneath the corset hanger, was a pair of white silk stockings. They had that navy blue lace edging the top. As she pulled them on, she couldn't help the little shudder than ran over her. Everything felt so luxe!
Now was the hard part. Now she had to walk out in front of Sesshomaru, icy Lord of the West, dressed like this.
She took in a deep breath, then stepped out from behind the curtain. Sesshomaru had sat down upon one of the couches and his eyes flew to her. She was surprised to see his golden orbs widen in shock, then his lips spread into a slow grin. He beckoned her closer with a wave of one striped hand.
"Come here," he said throatily. She blushed, biting her lip as the heat spread across her face. But she did move towards him, slowly placing one foot in front of another. The silk made her skin feel extra sensitized. His gaze was doing funny things to her. Desire seemed to pool in her stomach as she watched his amber eyes darken. As she got closer, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap.
"I-Sesshomaru!" She gasped, tumbling onto him. Her legs spread over his lap so that she was almost kneeling over him, hands grasping his shoulders for support. Her next word was cut off as his mouth connected with hers.
The kiss was full of heat and passion. Kagome gasped at the intensity, and Sesshomaru took that moment to deepen it. Her hands moved to twine into his hair as she pushed herself more fully against him. One of his hands moved to her butt, pressing her against him. She moaned at the contact.
In a blur of motion, Kagome found herself laying on the bed. Her breath came out in a huff as she saw the demon lord kneeling between her spread legs. His hands reached down, caressing her inner thighs. She bit her lip, holding back to the moan of pleasure his touch created.
He smirked at her, gold eyes gleaming, before he lowered his mouth down to the apex of her thighs.
~ end chapter! Not sure if there will be another, I am sort of running out of steam for this idea.