"Love is a tree with branches in forever with roots in eternity and a trunk nowhere at all…"
—Richard Powers, The Overstory
Rin could count the number of kisses she had had on one hand.
All but one of them had been with her Lord, and the one that hadn't really didn't count because it had been one of the village boys who had high (and quickly dashed) hopes. Specifically, Rin would not call herself "experienced" in this particular realm, and she had to rely upon whatever second-hand accounts she eavesdropped on. She had learned, via gossip, that there were very many different types of kisses. They could be chaste and fast, they could be loving and slow, and they could be the kind that made a girl blush and start whispering the end of her story so that Rin couldn't hear it anymore. Rin assumed that this kiss fell into that last category.
When their lips finally met, she couldn't stop the happy sigh that slipped from her. Both of her hands came up to rest against his cheeks and she kissed him once, twice, three times, each one a little longer than the last until she didn't pull away anymore. Tentatively, very aware of him, she started to move her mouth, and his mirrored hers. Her thumbs brushed against his face and she heard him shifting. Curiously, she cracked open her eyes to see what he was doing just as he felt his free hand slip around her back, pressing her closer to him. She quickly stepped in so that she didn't lose her balance, her mouth opening a bit as she gasped and when she did, he swept his tongue in.
Rin's eyes shot open, but she didn't pull away, instead tentatively returning the favor, testing these new waters. She watched his brows pinch together subtly and she couldn't stop the smile that tugged up her lips. He pressed her even closer, the hand that had been gripping onto her wrist, sliding up her arm, and she could feel the heat of his palm through her clothes. Unable to stop herself, and taking his own increasingly familiar behavior as a hint that she could return the favor, she slipped her fingers into his hair and twisted her head to get a better angle.
This was delicious and incredibly treacherous territory she was treading into but she found that she didn't want it to end. She really hadn't planned on getting this far but she reasoned, as his tongue twisted along hers and the heat of him surrounded her, that she just couldn't cut her losses yet. She wanted to see this through, wherever it ended up. Yet, even that was dangerous because she was already becoming greedy, she was already no longer satisfied with just touches and these sinful kisses that kept blurring one into the other, so many that she had lost count, and she wanted to be closer to him. Why can't I get close enough? She thought miserably as her front pressed into his armor a little painfully and a frustrated groan broke from her.
"My Lord," she mumbled against his lips, and he made a humming sound to let her know he was listening, his mouth leaving hers and trailing down her chin to her neck. Dismayed by his absence, but excited to see where he was going, she continued, "Please, I want — I need to be closer, I… Oh— !" She broke off when he pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss against her and sucked hard on her collarbone, grazing his fangs gently over her skin, an electric current flying through her body and her muscles jumped.
The fingers that she had threaded into his hair gripped at him reflexively and a new, interesting warmth began inside of her. He had never done that before, she thought to herself as she watched him lean back and look at the spot his mouth had marked. She couldn't see his face very well in their current positions, but she got the impression that he was feeling very satisfied with himself and she wondered why.
Before she could ask, he bent forward again, and he sealed his mouth against her in a different spot, this time up in the crook of her neck. Rin gasped, closing her eyes and clutching at his head, fingers gripping at his hair. He lifted his mouth and followed up with a long, slow lick and Rin felt a tremor fly up the length of her spine at the sensation of his warm breath against her wet skin. She let out a small sound, almost a whimper, as the warmth that had been building suddenly turned into a tingling sensation between her legs.
The moment that feeling started he suddenly froze, much to her dismay, and she felt him tense around her. Where their chests were pressed together, she felt him inhale deeply and then exhale a loud, shaky breath. She wiggled restlessly in his tight embrace, staring up blearily at the canopy of trees above them with helpless eyes, praying to whoever was listening that they were not about to call it quits because Rin felt it was just getting to the good part.
"Please," she whispered out loud, begging him to do anything but stop. Still holding her tightly, he slowly lifted his head to look at her. They made eye contact and she saw something positively feral hiding just behind the surface and it was a stark reminder to her that she was playing with fire. Rin considered for a moment the possible consequences laid out in front of her before very quickly deciding she couldn't care less, and dove forward to kiss him again.
This time it was her who slipped her tongue past his lips, and he answered in kind, his hands sliding up her back slowly. Still desperate to feel more of him, she let go of his head and reached down to her skirt, hiking it up so she could throw her legs over his hips and sit on his lap. More, her brain chanted on repeat as she lowered herself down, kimono bunched up around her thighs, letting out a soft moan into his mouth. As she moved, the hands that he had been pressing into her back suddenly clenched and he grabbed onto the cloth in fistfuls.
Sesshomaru broke away from her kiss suddenly but she followed him back, bracing her knees against the root he sat on to raise herself above him and kiss desperately around his face. Don't leave me , she thought desperately, sure he was about to stop her. She kissed the moon, his eyelids, his cheeks, his jaw, and down to his neck feeling like no matter what she did it wasn't enough. She heard him make a very interesting, low sound in his throat and he released her kimono, hands coming around to grab her face and hold her still.
The two of them sat there for a moment, both breathing heavily and looking at each other. Rin realized all of a sudden, now that she was catching her breath, exactly how she must look, but she couldn't work up a single ounce of shame. She slowly leaned forward and pressed her forehead against his, closing her eyes as she gasped for air and her heart hammered. "Do you… want to stop?" She asked finally, the dismay dripping from her words.
"No." He answered very quickly, voice rough. Rin opened her eyes and looked down at him, definitely happy to hear that they weren't about to end this meeting of theirs. Thank goodness. He just needed a moment and, really, she was all too happy to take the chance to plan out her next steps.
"Would you remove your armor? I, uh…" want to feel you , was the end of that sentence but she couldn't bring herself to say it aloud, too embarrassed. Never mind that she had climbed all over him like a monkey in a tree. Her wits were back about her and while she wasn't about to give up gained ground, she also had the presence of mind to be self-conscious about the things fighting to come out of her mouth.
There was a moment of silence before he leaned back from her and began to unclasp his armor. Rin sat back on his thighs, giving him room to move and wondering if she should help. She watched with fascination as he untied and moved the different pieces out of the way and onto the ground behind him until it was just him and his kimono and her. Rin was positively dizzy with this new development and she very greedily took in the sight before her. It was so exciting to her that all she had to do was to reach out and move his collar to the side and then suddenly she would be able to see more of him.
She took in a deep breath of her own, smiling wide, and trying to decide where to start. Her hands gripped at the cloth bunched up on her thighs, and she leaned forward delicately to place a very tentative kiss against his, now much more easily accessible, collarbone as he had done to her moments before. She laughed to herself, a small sound of disbelief, and quickly scooted forward again to close the gap she had made. She brought her hands up and gently pulled apart his kimono, slipping her cold hands under the fabric and onto his chest.
She shivered at the contact of his warm body against her basically frozen fingers, and she noticed the way his muscles twitched under her. Watching her hands move around under the cloth, she felt him. Just slowly rubbing her hands from his chest, down a bit to the top of his stomach, and back up his sides to rest on his shoulders. Biting her lip, she looked up at him and slowly started to pull his sleeves down with the goal of at least revealing his top half.
He looked down at her and seemed remarkably unfazed. Almost bored. Or at least he would to an outside observer. Rin, however, noticed his tight jaw, his hot gaze, the blown pupils, the way the very tips of his pointed, pale ears were pink. He remained still and let the silk slide down his arms, and then he was there before her and Rin laughed again, a loud joyful sound as she ducked in and hugged him. She rubbed her face against the bare skin of his chest, and she revelled in how his heart pounded hard against her cheek.
She felt him hesitate and then his arms were around her, too. His long fingers rested gently against her back, and she noticed that it was a little stiffer than an embrace he would usually give her, like he was being very careful about how he touched her. Rin leaned back and glanced up at him, stretching her neck out to gently kiss his jaw.
"Thank you for being so good to me," she told him, hoping to put him at ease. He breathed slowly and she saw him give a small nod. Rin smiled and twisted around, looking over her shoulders, putting on a show of checking for any observers, trying to be silly to help him relax. She leaned in, pushing herself up onto her knees so she could whisper in his ear, hand cupping around her mouth. His hands remained relaxed against her back and she assumed he was doing that to make sure she wasn't going to topple off of him which was honestly a very valid concern. "If you want," she whispered into his ear, tone mischievous even as her heart thudded nervously, "you can take off my kimono, too."
Against her back, she felt his hands clench reflexively and for a moment she wondered if he was just going to rip her kimono off. Much to her dismay, he did not in fact do that. His grip relaxed and then he gently held onto her biceps, pushing her back so that he could look down at her. Copying her from before, he slowly slipped his fingers in past her collar, pulling the fabric apart inch by inch. Cold air hit her exposed shoulders and she shuddered, wrestling with the urge to cover herself as he gently tugged down the sleeves. The two sat there, both looking down at the wraps that covered her chest, the final stop between sanity and that unnamed, uncrossable line.
Sesshomaru reached up and gently, slowly, ran his hands along her ribcage, and she knew he was trying to figure out how to get her last layer off. Rin knew exactly how to do it, but she bit her lip and closed her eyes, selfishly enjoying the sensation of him caressing her. After a few more seconds, however, she realized that he really couldn't find where she had secured it. She cracked her eyes open, raising her hands to help him just as he seemed to get fed up and used his claws to slice through them.
Rin gasped reflexively raising her hands to catch the loose wraps and hold them against her chest as they fluttered around her. Blushing she sputtered a surprised laugh and covered her red face. She felt a tugging feeling and realized it was him trying to get the strips of cloth out of the way. She lifted her arms and the rest of the wraps dropped and were quickly thrown behind him into the wilderness somewhere. And then she was sitting on top of him, naked from the waist up.
She was beyond nervous, blushing so hard that she was sure even her chest was red, and she had no idea what to do with her hands. Out of habit, she wanted to cross them in front of her chest, but that would kind of defeat the purpose of what she was doing here. Eventually, she settled on bracing them on his knees behind her, her back stiff and nervous as more time dragged on and he said nothing.
Finally, when she could take the silence no more, face as red as the flowers on his kimono, she wilted a bit and looked up at him. He looked… well, he looked like someone had just walked up and punched him in the back of the head. He just sat there, face blank, staring at her. Something about the almost stunned way he was sitting made her heart give a sentimental thump and the majority of her nerves melted away.
"If you want you can… you can touch me," Rin told him, voice cracking a bit. Sesshomaru's eyes flashed up to her face for a moment before they went back down and now there was a very different air about him. Before she had a chance to really get into dissecting what this could mean for her, she felt his hands against her bare back. She twitched, gasping, and shooting up straight again, her newly freed breasts also giving a jump.
Mortified, Rin looked up at the sky, trying to stay as still as possible as his hands slid down to her ribs, once again blushing from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes. She was about to apologize when suddenly she felt his large hands scoop up under her breasts and every thought in her head whited out. He was gentle, she was almost tempted to call it respectful, as he hefted her up and she held her breath, more than curious to see what he was going to do now that he had her. His thumb brushed back and forth against her skin and her breath shuddered out of her, once again bracing herself against his legs, raising herself closer to him.
Carefully, he squeezed her, and she bit her lips to stop any sound from coming out, even as she felt that same tingling down between her legs from before returning ten-fold. He leaned down, closer to her and she felt his warm breath ghost across her skin and she realized what he was about to do the second before he did it. Softly, he brushed his lips over her nipple, and she let out a squeak. He hesitated for a moment, before he went back in again, dragging his tongue across her. This time, she was able to successfully muffle her squeak, instead turning it into a strangled sound in the back of her throat, her head swimming.
This is really happening, she realized blearily as every fiber of her being was focused on the fact that Lord Sesshomaru, one of the most powerful demons to ever live, had her half-naked in the forest, sitting on his lap, her skirt around her thighs, with her breast in his mouth. Things couldn't get any better, right? This had to be it, no other feeling could top this one, Rin decided, eyes fluttering closed as she felt him rub his thumb across her other neglected nipple. Her legs on either side of his twitched and she bit her lips to restrain the sounds that wanted to bubble forth from her, doing an admirable job of it.
Until he sucked her into his mouth, that is. Then she was so surprised that she let out a sound she hadn't ever made before, a throaty one that seemed to build from deep inside of her as he sucked on her, tongue swirling around her nipple. What is happening…? She thought wretchedly as a thousand sensations washed over her, all seeming to end up in the same place as that feeling of heavy warmth intensified, and an almost desperate feeling rose up inside of her. It made her want to wiggle her hips, to grab onto him, to move but she didn't want to move and ruin the moment.
She leaned back, trying to get some space to gather her thoughts and catch her breath, but he held her fast, his hands pulling her closer to him. She slid over his legs, gasping as he dropped her breast, and feeling like she was going to lose her balance. She grasped onto his arms and began to whisper an apology, trying to readjust herself in the warm tangle of arms that they had become, and suddenly she froze when she felt something pressing into her leg.
Confused, and thinking that maybe in all of the excitement perhaps he had forgotten to take off one of his swords, she reached down to move it out of the way. Her fingers brushed across it and realized that it was covered in cloth and there was a moment of absolute confoundment on her part before he suddenly dropped his face into the crook of her neck and made the most wretched sound she had ever heard him make. It was quiet and restrained, but it was low in his throat, almost choked sounding. She froze, worried he had hurt himself, afraid to move in case it happened again.
Then it hit her, what exactly she was touching.
In her many years helping Kaede and sometimes Kagome with the different aspects of healing people in the village, she had been privy to some semi-nude men before. Kaede had warned her that usually it was for the best if she could stay very firmly below the knee and above the belly button, if she could. She had known that, uh, sometimes in the process of examining and healing them, that sometimes it excited other parts of the body and that it wasn't anything to be ashamed of. It just happened and it was best if it was ignored by everyone involved. That being said, she had never interacted with a man in this particular state, before.
She blinked fast, her hand still resting against his… Oh, God, she swallowed hard and wondered what to do. She froze, blinking over his shoulder into the dark forest as she tried to decide what to do now that she...had a hold of him. Do it again , the braver part of her whispered, he must like it… but Rin wondered if he really did because he still hadn't sat back up again and was just sort of laying stiffly against her, which wasn't exactly the body language of a person having a good time. She turned her head, her mouth against his hair.
"M-my Lord?" She whispered to him, voice small and curious. "A-are you okay?" His chest rose and fell in the deepest sigh she had ever heard, and he nodded once, his forehead moving against her shoulder. Oh…well that's a good sign, she decided, going back to looking over his shoulder thoughtfully. She nibbled on the inside of her cheek and carefully moved her hand against him again, brushing her fingers down the length of him, or at least as much as she could when he was still stuck inside his pants, trying to see what would happen.
" Rin, " he grunted, his breath against her neck as his muscles tensed. She felt his hands grab at her clothes where they hung around her hips and she couldn't deny the surge of satisfaction that she could get him like this.
"Yes?" She asked absentmindedly, hand still exploring almost as if it had a mind of its own. He grasped onto her wrist, pulling her away from him. Rin made a sad sound, but let him rest. She brought her free hand up to lay against his back, gently rubbing the muscles there. "If you want me to stop, I can," she told him, already more than happy with how far she had gotten though she wouldn't deny the disappointment she would have if he did stop.
"No." He said after the most painstaking silence she had ever experienced. Then he sat up, a sudden determination about him, and Rin grinned at his change in demeanor. "Come closer," he ordered, hands resting on her hips and gently pulling her over to him. Her eyes widened but she did, letting him maneuver her until the most sensitive part of her rested against him, hard and hot .
Rin's breath hitched and she grabbed onto his shoulders. The feeling of him pressing against her, even through all of the layers of fabric that still separated this part of them, was doing wonderful and frightening things to her insides. She felt like jelly, she felt hyper-aware of everything around her, she felt amazing, but mostly she felt empty . Painfully so. That desperate drive to move came over her again and this time she did. Her hips gave a small wiggle against him that had both of them making a sound, her head falling against his chest as he tipped back towards the sky.
She did it again, more confidently this time, bearing down on him with a slow drag. The strongest jolt yet went through her, her legs twitching and a woozy laugh leaving her. This already felt fantastic, and she wasn't even naked. She swirled her hips, seeing if changing the movement did anything, and blindly kissed and licked at his chest, feeling almost wild. She needed more and she needed it now .
Her fingers slipped down between them, fumbling against his ties and his head shot back up when he realized what she was doing. He gently brushed her hands aside when she made a frustrated sound, unable to figure out how to undress him, doing it for her easily. While he did that, she stood up, removing her last layer that separated them, her kimono still hanging from her hips where her obi had never been untied. She quickly slid back on top of him, and she shivered at the feeling of her naked bottom against his legs.
Sesshomaru had his hands upon her all of a sudden, hooking under her knees and pulling her closer to him, as she giggled and blushed. He kissed her again, their lips moving against each other's, desperation tinging both of their movements, and when he tapped at her lips with his tongue she opened right away, meeting him easily with each intimate stroke. As he kissed her, she realized that she felt his hand sneaking up between her thighs and had a moment of clarity right before she felt his knuckle press against her.
Rin bucked, hard , her mouth leaving him to let out a startled moan. Her hands clutched onto his shoulders, her nails biting into his skin. Carefully, she felt his finger stroke the whole length of her, from her entrance all the way up to the nub hidden at the top. When he reached that part of her, she twitched again, moaning louder this time, as her hips rolled against his hand.
"Be still," he warned, his voice sounding rough, "You will hurt yourself." She nodded, whimpering, but didn't really pay attention to what he had said, her whole body shivering and not with the cold. What is this? Was the one cohesive thought that scrolled through her mind, losing herself to the sensations spurred on by his persistent finger.
Oh, and he was so clever, changing the way his knuckle pressed and rotated depending on her reactions until she was reduced to a twitching, gasping, moaning shell of herself, resting her forehead against his chest when she was unable to focus on keeping it up anymore. There was a feeling building inside of her, and she didn't have a name for it, but she wanted to know what happened when this pressure was released. She was whispering, encouraging him to keep going, don't stop but she wasn't sure what exactly she was hoping for. Until she suddenly did.
"My Lord! I…I—!" Her voice died to a strangled sound, her back arching, head tossed back. Every muscle in her body tensed as her core pulsed and sensations rushed through her and all she could do was hold onto him. The hand he had pressed against her back held her to him as she writhed against his chest, his eyes staring down at her and glowing as bright as stars. When she came back to herself, she felt dizzy and disoriented, looking at him with a wide-open mouth, eyes huge. "That…that was…" she stammered, trying to find words. She looked down where his hand was still pressed against her as he slowly withdrew it back up, holding it up to his face and she could see very clearly the way his fingers shimmered in the moonlight.
Looking back at her again, she watched with astonishment as he licked the length of his finger, cleaning her off of him like she was the most delicious treat he had ever had. Rin gasped, embarrassed, but unable to take her eyes off of his. They had a new glimmer to them and it wasn't just the normal way he glowed. This felt predatory, this felt exciting. Her breath was still coming out of her in short, aroused puffs and she waited to see what he would do next.
"Rin," he said, and she snapped to attention. He looked her up and down, a slow dragging of the eyes that she almost believed she could feel on her bare skin. "Are you…finished?" There was a short hesitation in his words and she knew he was asking if she was ready to stop. Checking in on her as always.
"No!" She exclaimed, exasperated, flustered, more aroused than she had ever been in her short life. "We are most certainly not finished!" She reached forward and moved his clothes out of the way as she mumbled to herself under her breath, "I can't believe you got me all worked up, and now you think I'm done before we even get to the good stuff. No, I am not done." She rose up on her knees in front of him, holding onto the back of his neck with one of her hands as her other one reached down between them and gripped a hold of his freed cock.
She looked at him, directly in the eyes, and he looked back at her, his expression one of bemusement, before his face relaxed and he leaned in to kiss her, his long, strong arms wrapping around her and pulling her into him. Rin sighed into his mouth, her fingers exploring what they could reach of him, clumsily. She wasn't really sure what to do with him now that she had him, but she knew she wanted to see if she could get him to make that same sound from before…
This isn't exactly a great angle, though, she thought to herself, opening her eyes a sliver as he kissed her and held her so close that she didn't have much range of motion. She tried switching her grip, holding his shaft in her fist and gliding her thumb over the head of him, feeling something slick there as his mouth pulled away from hers suddenly. For a moment, she was worried that this would be a repeat from before in the cave but he didn't stop her. His eyes, almost glowing, looked down at where her hand held him and a small shiver went through him. Slowly, watching his face, Rin slid down him. She blinked with mild alarm as she explored, wondering how in the world this was supposed to end up inside of her, even as she reveled at the way his eyes slammed closed and his jaw clenched.
"Is this…? Am I doing it right?" She asked nervously, unable to bear the silence as he held himself stiffly aside from a few twitches. He didn't answer but he leaned forward and rested his forehead against hers. Rin smiled and bit her lips as she slid her fist down him again, listening to the way his breathing stopped for a moment. Just as her palm began to feel hot from the friction and she was beginning to wonder if this was getting uncomfortable for him, his long fingers closed around hers, stopping her movements.
She froze and they sat there, him leaned down against her making almost no sound, and her, ironically, breathing in short pants. After a second of nothing from him, she felt him lift up just far enough to look down into her face. Shyly, she met his gaze and gulped at what she saw; that same roiling heat that seemed almost barely under control. She gulped and her fingers twitched around him, and his hand tightened to hold her in place with a soft grunt. Rin apologized under her breath, realizing all of a sudden that he very much seemed as if he was deliberating about something.
Rin, slowly and carefully, leaned back into him and peppered kisses along his jaw and face. She whispered to him against his skin, encouraging, coaxing, assuring words that she hoped would help him along. He turned his head and caught her lips, kissing her slowly before a sudden urgency appeared that left her gasping against his mouth as he moved. She squeaked and quickly wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he suddenly scooped her up and, in a tangle of half-removed clothing and hair, the two of them ended up on the forest floor.
She shivered, the cold ground pressing against her back even as their bare chests touched and scorched her skin. He reached down and gripped her thigh, lifting it up to his hip where she more than happily hooked it over him as her hands roamed all over him. She was so caught up in the excitement of realizing that he wasn't going to stop and that he was with her that she almost forgot what they were even here for.
"Please," she whispered against him as he held her close and she reached down to move her clothing out of the way with a clumsy hand. " Please ," she begged and he pushed himself up onto his forearm, looking down their bodies to where her legs wrapped around him. She whimpered and arched up to him, the desperation that had been fighting inside of her reaching a fervor as she realized she was so close to getting what she wanted.
Finally— finally —she felt him press against her entrance and she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders as he slid into her, stretching her in a way that wasn't painful but was definitely new, until he was as far as he could go. He shivered, a small vibration of muscles that ran through him, and he put his face in the crook of her neck as he gave a small thrust as if he couldn't help himself. She gasped and her nails dug into him at the strange sensation. "Wait—wait!" She stammered out, wiggling herself around him as she got used to this feeling. He stopped moving immediately. "Just give me a moment, please," she said as she blinked up at the stars.
She felt a thousand things at once and they all were fighting to come to the fore. She felt elated that she had the honor of being known by him in this way, she felt weirdly giddy at the idea that he was with her as intimately as a person could really be, and she felt positively hot all over at the idea of seeing him go to pieces as she had not too long ago. She also felt a bit nervous; not because she was worried that he would hurt her, because he would never, but this was all very new for her and she wasn't sure what she should and shouldn't do and she didn't want to mess this up.
Be brave.
With a slow breath though her mouth, she carefully moved her hips against him again, this time deliberately grinding herself on him. He stiffened against her and she felt his tongue come out and lick at her sweaty skin and she repeated the motion, realizing that it didn't feel quite so odd, now. In fact, she realized as she pressed herself against him a little more fully, it felt quite good . "O-okay," she told him, voice shaking and head buzzing, "You can, uh, move."
With a sound that she could only call a groan that vibrated low in his chest and carried through her, he did just that. It started it a little slowly, as if he was testing the waters himself, and she was grateful for that in truth because it let her get used to the pulling sensations of him moving inside her. Then, like the notoriously fast learner he was, he very quickly seemed to just…let himself go. Rin wasn't sure what else to call it; it was almost like the lock he kept on himself broke and suddenly all of the heated, carefully restrained looks that he had been giving her were gone.
The slow, testing movement that he had been doing suddenly became a more confident flexing of his hips and she gasped as he moved against her. Rin tipped her head back and lifted herself to meet him, realizing that if she tilted herself just right then he would hit against that sensitive bundle of nerves and send lighting through her. She let out a high, keening sound at the feeling of their skin sliding along each other, slick with sweat and so hot she felt that she would melt. Rin felt almost out of herself, she felt nothing but him and the things he did to her and she was wild for it—for him.
"My Lord—!" she gasped out, cracking her eyes open to stare at him blearily and being rewarded with the gorgeous sight of him glistening in the moon, teeth gritted, sharp fang flashing. Her eyes followed the dips and shadows of his body as he thrust into her, mesmerized. She realized that this was him and it was real and a moan tore from her as she pressed her hands into her hair and her walls clenching around him. He let out another low sound, this one even rumblier than the last, and abruptly sat up. She opened her eyes and watched him hook his hands over her hips and haul her across the ground, up onto his thighs, bouncing her against him. She whimpered and arched, her hands slapping down into the dirt and grabbing handfuls of it as she tried to center herself.
His fingers bit into her hips, ever cautious of his deadly claws, and she felt his dick throb inside of her as his other hand slid up her bowed stomach and over her ribs to cup her breast. She writhed against him, already feeling another orgasm incoming with as much subtly as a freight train. Distantly, she realized he was speaking to her, she could hear him murmuring something over the sounds of skin slapping, over the wet sounds of him plunging into her, over the sounds of the leaves crackling under her, and she opened her mouth to answer him but all that came out was a broken, desperate groan.
He bounced her down against him again, a little harder this time, and she knew that he was getting close. She clenched her muscles on him deliberately, smiling to herself when she heard him groan, and then suddenly he pulled out of her. Rin opened her eyes, looking down her body at him, confused. Sesshomaru looked positively wild , and she had the presence of mind to gasp before he flipped her over onto her stomach and lifted her hips up to meet him. She shivered, waiting for him to slip inside of her again and finish the job, but he didn't. Instead he savored the view, for a moment and made her blush into the dirt before his hands slid around her hips, yanking her back and penetrating her again.
Rin muffled her needy whine into her arms, her nails digging into her palms as she wrapped her arms around her head. This is too much , she thought to herself as he slipped his hand over and began to play with her clit as he pounded into her, pleasure lashing her like a whip into a frenzy. It's too good . She came, again, with a muffled scream, her whole body shuddering as her inner walls clenched around him, a siren's song to join her. And join her he did.
He thrust up into her, hard and fast enough to make her teeth rattle, and then she felt him stiffen. A loud groan of his own burst from him as she felt his dick pulse and twitch inside of her. He pulled her back into him a few more times in a broken rhythm and then he let out a gasp, hooking his arm around her waist and pulling her into him as he fell over onto his side.
They laid there on the forest floor, Rin trying desperately to catch her breath as stars popped behind her eyes. The hand that held her tight against his chest gently brushed his fingers across her damp skin, almost unconsciously soothing her, his heart pounding against her spine, and she realized that this was exactly where she wanted to be for as long as he would let her. As her head started to feel a little less floaty, she twisted her neck around to look up at him with a huge grin. "That was…" she trailed off, unable to pick just one word to describe how great she felt. He had his eyes closed and his free hand resting delicately over his face, but one shimmering golden eye cracked open to look at her when she spoke. "Really good." She finally said, still smiling at him, feeling like she wanted to laugh and sing all at the same time.
"Mm…" was his very poetic answer, and she sputtered a laugh in response, dropping her head back against his chest as giggles poured from her. They died out when he slipped from inside of her and she blinked and gasped at the sensations. He carefully untangled himself from her and walked over to his clothing where they had left it. Rin watched him get dressed, rubbing her legs together at the sticky feeling of his semen on her thighs, blushing.
Cold in his absence, she quickly pulled her kimono back up over her and fixed it as best as she could, hesitating for a moment. "Lord Sesshomaru," she asked, voice thoughtful and slow. He paused, turning to look at her with his armor in hand. "Would you…that is, could I spend the night with you, maybe? Would that be alright?" The idea of leaving him right now sounded nothing less than torture, and already she was spoiled by the way that he held her and kept her safe and warm. If she woke up early enough, she could get back home and Kaede would never even know she had been gone.
"If that is what you want." He answered after a pause. Rin grinned and jumped to her feet, wincing at the soreness in her body as she hobbled over to him. She grabbed onto his hands and led him over to the tree, the two of them settling down; him sitting up and her curled up in his pelt with his pants in her fist.
She fell asleep without even realizing it, only to wake in the grey morning, realizing that Lord Sesshomaru was rousing her. They parted slowly, her at loath to leave him and sneak back into town, and him remaining where he was even as she left the clearing. She turned back to him more than once, fighting the urge to run back to him, until she could no longer see him.
Rin left the village at the very beginning of summer, when the spring flowers were just starting to fade away and the sun became warm. They had been married a few days prior, the affair itself a small and private one but the news of it travelling through the village like wildfire. The reactions were mixed, but they always would be, and Rin honestly couldn't care less what these strangers who lived in this small village in the middle of nowhere thought of her.
Saying goodbye was harder than she thought it would be, though, to her friends. The feelings of joy and excitement of being able to finally leave and be with her Lord were still there, but she did shed more than a few bittersweet tears when she hugged her friends farewell and promised the twins that she would come back to visit when she could. She thanked both Kagome and Kaede for the wisdom and kindness they had offered her throughout her adolescence and she even got to give Inuyasha a tearful goodbye which he accepted stiffly and with minimal blustering.
Rin met Lord Sesshomaru on the edge of town, along with Jaken who gave her plenty of good-natured guff about the pack of things she brought with her as well as the amount of time she had kept them waiting. She smiled and looked to her Lord who watched her with a peaceful, contemplative air to him before he turned and told the two of them that they were leaving.
With a grin, Rin followed after him, giving a bit of a skip to walk level with him. Feeling lighter than she had in years, as love seemed to have an almost buoyant effect on her, she hummed and talked as they disappeared into the trees.
Her new life and the wilderness yawned open in front of them and not once did Rin look back.
Ah, thank you to everyone who has read my story and I hope very much that you enjoyed it!