Warning: some smut
Chapter Seven
Loud squealing ripped through the clearing- shortly before a wild boar crashed through dense undergrowth, bursting out onto clear meadows and kicking up dirt as it fled.
Sweat peppered its brow, beady eyes wide.
Behind it, the trees parted- a group of otherworldly creatures in hot pursuit. Some rode nightmarish-looking steeds, others floated mid-air or swung through trees. All of them held weapons. A hunting horn was blown, heralding more Fae to join them.
They laughed merrily, one gangly imp throwing a knife at the boar, who narrowly dodged, crying out and racing away.
"He runs fast, considering. Perhaps he is used to grovelling on all fours," a child grinned, riding atop the back of a white horse with a flaming mane.
"Being a pig suits him," the freckled boy with a weaponised arm muttered, running through long sprawling grass.
Sesshoumaru drifted lazily through the air on his cloud, surveying their hunt with lofty amusement. Exhaling smoke, he leaned one elbow on the solid energy, lounging with his pipe.
He overtook the horde to hover above the boar beside the fastest Fae child.
"Hakudoshi, you may have first blood."
Lilac eyes widened, the child glancing at him. "Hm? That's not like you."
"This one is feeling generous today, and my hunger lies elsewhere," the Fae King smiled cooly, meeting his gaze. "But do not kill him."
Hakudoshi shrugged as arrows flew, trying to pierce the boar's hide. The child swept in close, raising his naginata and thrusting downwards.
Garbled screams rang through the clearing.
The boar blacked out with pain. After a little while, it roused itself groggily. Moving shapes bathed in orange slowly sharpened into view- the cruel creatures snarling, standing in a wide circle around him.
The boar struggled in vain, legs bound together. He grunted with alarm as the ground disappeared beneath him- feeling himself being lifted up. The world tilted on its axis as he swung, hanging upside down and experiencing blistering heat upon his back.
He'd been suspended over a hot fire.
Crying out, his nostrils flared quickly, wriggling in a futile attempt to free himself. Shuddering, he quelled as something with golden eyes drew close, slit pupils dilating, before addressing the writhing mass of hungry creatures.
"All; you may begin. Carve into him as you please, but take care to make the portions fair," he purred, tapping the boar's snout. His silky voice lowered into vicious, dark tones. "Well met, Arata Nakamura."
With a light shove from a clawed finger, the boar was sent swinging back and forth over the fire, squealing with terror as teeth, jagged knives and multiple hands descended upon his hide.
After the rain lightened from its heavy downpour, soon stopping altogether- Kagome leaned against the tree Sesshoumaru had disappeared around. Moss softened its bark, and she tilted her head back against it with a sigh.
She'd been waiting perhaps 10 minutes and felt somewhat foolish for doing so. If Sesshoumaru could time travel, was he toying with her by making her wait?
Since he was essentially upholding his side of the deal though, she endeavored to be patient a little longer.
Wait, what am I even doing? Kagome looked at her wrists, having found an exact replica of the marks on her right wrist also branding her left. They resembled the ones patterning Sesshoumaru's wrists.
These marks are bad news. I shouldn't be waiting around for him! I should be leaving- sticking to my original plan!
Kagome shook herself firmly and took a single step forward, only to feel her chin be ensnared.
"Sneaking away before you can fulfill your end of the deal?"
She froze, finding him leaning close around one side of the tree. "I just took a step. Who can say?"
"You sound more Fae by the day," Sesshoumaru uttered, attention shifting to her wrist as she raised it to eye level.
"Yeah. Literally, huh?" Blue eyes sharpened. "These marks appeared on my wrists after we made our deal. What the hell is that about? They're just like the ones on my stomach."
Mischief coloured his cool, collected features. "Who can say?"
Kagome groaned, pushing his fingers aside and storming away.
"You still owe me a kiss, dear one," he called after her.
"Maybe I don't feel like it," she threw over her shoulder.
His velvety voice frosted over into winter ice, the breeze playing with her hair freezing in place, dropping the temperature into something frigid, blisteringly cold. "I see- you resemble Hinako more closely than I assumed."
Kagome bristled and stopped, hands curling into fists, "did you just compare me to my previous incarnation?"
"And what if I did?"
"I don't appreciate it. My name is-"
"Yes?"
She caught herself. She could theoretically just say her name and nothing would happen, but at this point it felt safer not revealing it to him. The thought of Sesshoumaru wrapping his tongue around the syllables of her name and purring it sensually made her core tighten, heating. "Well, it doesn't matter, does it? The point is- you don't get to feel slighted and treated unfairly when you've done the same thing to me."
"I do not withhold what is rightfully owed to people," Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. "Especially not after this one was so...thorough with fulfilling my end."
Kagome felt briefly ashamed, gaze dropping as she lost some hot air. "Right. I do appreciate that," she muttered, sighing and relenting. She gave credit where credit was due. "Thank you. It gives me a sense of relief knowing he received some sort of consequences. Um...what did you end up doing?"
He did not answer, lips twisting.
"Did you hurt him?"
"Hn."
A complicated expression crossed her features as she voiced her next question; "kill him?"
Sesshoumaru tilted his head slightly, silver hair spilling over one shoulder. As the skies darkened with the coming evening, his robes bled into grey tones. "The Arata Nakamura you knew exists in the future."
Dark brows knit together, trying to understand his meaning. "Alright, I take it you won't answer clearly until I give you a kiss," Kagome rubbed her forehead, reluctantly walking back to him. "Uh...should I do it or would you like to-"
"I will do the honors."
"Oh- okay," she nodded warily, glancing at her striped wrist. She just needed to be careful not to agree to any more deals, figuring those were the cause behind her multiple magenta marks.
Firm hands latched onto her waist, shoving.
Kagome's back collided with the moss-covered tree, a gasp caught in her throat. Sesshoumaru bore down on her, gaze burning, wild. He bent achingly close to her lips, and Kagome blushed, forcing herself to stay still.
Sesshoumaru sank to his knees.
Kagome jolted, eyes flying wide. "W-what are you doing?"
Lithe, pale fingers pushed aside her shawl, hitching the expanse of her skirts upwards to bunch around her waist as his second hand wrapped around the back of Kagome's knee.
Sesshoumaru looked at her from beneath his lashes, lips curved into a debonair smile, "you agreed to a kiss; but you never specified where."
A hiss escaped her lips when cool air attacked her bare sex, hands immediately diving for his head- only to yelp- the points of his blackthorn crown pricking her skin.
"Wait-" she managed, before his open mouth pressed against her cunt.
Kagome stiffened, gasping out an uneven breath. Her legs turned to jelly, lower abdomen becoming a liquid heat that sparked every nerve ending alight. When a sinuous tongue flicked, prying against her clit while he sucked with a low purr, she collapsed against the tree.
"Se-Sesshoumaru!"
The Fae King's golden eyes darkened, his chuckle muffled. Gripping the underside of her knee, he pushed it, spreading her legs wide and pinning Kagome harder against moss-covered bark.
"We also never specified how long the kiss could last," he whispered, running his tongue over the length of her sex and eliciting a whimper.
Sesshoumaru shot her a knowing look, his crown changing in sync with the darkening skies and fading sunset- Kagome's fingers gingerly tracing the shape of horns as they sprouted from his head, lengthening into antlers beneath her touch. "Are you satisfied, dear one? If I remember right, you enjoyed kissing with tongues last time."
Kagome shuddered, twitching with every exhale he fanned deliberately over her sex, inner walls clenching.
Her grip tightened around his antlers.
"Keep...keep going."
Teeth flashed- a wicked mouth descended hard and ravenous upon slick folds, tongue prying, thrusting inside her tight wet heat. Lean hips bucked and spasmed as Kagome cried out, wilting backwards against the tree.
Sesshoumaru pressed his mouth against her tighter, his nose burying itself against her pelvis as he sucked hard- making Kagome see stars, voice breaking around a yell. His tongue, coated in a healthy amount of wetness- thrust deep, roving, exploring, wringing out all kinds of embarrassing, shameful noises. During this time, Sesshoumaru's hands snaked up, grasping her dress and tugging. Kagome allowed it to be yanked down enough to expose her breasts, groaning as he cupped one.
Kagome bowed slightly forward, clutching at his hair- before feeling something drape around her chest. Green, slightly glowing vines. They moved of their own accord, wrapping around Kagome's arms and tightening- abruptly forcing both arms above her head, looping around her wrists to bind them together.
"Sesshoumaru!" she hissed, gasping as he nipped her. "W-what are you- gn! This isn't what we agreed on."
He hummed, secretly relishing the way she arched into him, pleasure shooting up his spine. "I suppose not, but am I correct in thinking that Arata Nakamura is the last experience you have with being bound this way?"
Kagome panted softly, chest rising and falling, noticing his attention slip to her breasts. She tugged against the vines, blushing. "I was never tied up 'like this' but- yeah...I never tried it again."
Golden eyes were alight with a sadistic spark that made Kagome putty in his hands.
"Humour me, then. You might find you still enjoy it."
He closed his mouth over her again, never breaking eye contact as he slowly, teasingly sucked and kissed. His tongue licked along her clit, so hot and wet Kagome wanted to die, keening loudly when he lifted a hand and began circling it with his thumb.
She hissed, sighed and moaned, tossing her head back when a light, teasing touch rubbed against her hard nipples.
"Fuck," she groaned, blue eyes cracking open from where they'd slid shut- only to see green vines had circled her breasts, stems pressing against her hardened peaks. "Y-you're such a-" Kagome couldn't even finish her sentence, wanting to curse him. Using fae magic to manipulate vines wasn't something she'd envisioned, but hell she couldn't bring herself to care. She strained and writhed as they stroked and toyed with her, cumming with a pleased cry.
Sesshoumaru collected evidence of her release upon his tongue, drawing it back into his mouth, eyes falling shut to relish the taste. He swallowed and panted, before aggressively sucking at her sex again.
Kagome cried out, hips bucking, grinding against his lips and starting to ride his tongue of her own accord once it slipped inside.
"Gn! Hah- I- I can't-" she shuddered, legs giving out beneath her so that only the vines held her up.
"Having trouble standing? Here," Sesshoumaru leaned up, grabbing her hips and lifting.
Kagome squeaked as the vertical tree groaned, bending backwards to let her lean back. The tree settled into a type of sunken arch, branches touching the ground. Thin vines looped under the trunk, wrapping around her ankles and tugging. They spread her wide for him, pink and wet.
Kagome swallowed, thinking he'd do it now. He'd take advantage of the position and thrust his cock inside- but his mouth came again. Relentless, continuous.
He practically worshipped her with his tongue.
"It's good," she panted, glazed eyes staring at the heavens above. "It feels so good, a-ah...AH!"
Sesshoumaru chuckled with predatory satisfaction, lavishing her sensitive sex with hot, feverish kisses. "You are magnificent."
She arched against the binds, body becoming a finely tuned instrument for him. He bit at long, clawed nails in order to thrust two fingers inside, coaxing her into yet another orgasm.
It continued until she lay spent, panting and drenched in sweat. A blissful haze veiled her blue eyes, and when he leaned up- Kagome broke free from the vines, cupping his cheeks and kissing the Fae King of her own volition. She didn't notice the magenta stripes now marking her thighs. Sesshoumaru covered them with his hands, returning the lusty kisses happily.
Kagome sucked on his tongue, tasting herself and sighing, toes curling.
Sesshoumaru slid an arm around her waist, drawing their hips together and bringing attention to his own state of arousal.
Kagome felt no alarm. Just the burning embers of hunger climbing higher, an ache sharpening betwixt her thighs. Her legs parted.
A hunting horn cut through the intricate spell of desire he'd woven.
Kagome blinked, pulling away and looking down from their location, gasping as men in red coats riding horses galloped through the glade further below. She pressed herself against Sesshoumaru, trying to hide her nakedness.
He chuckled, hot breath fanning over her head. "Fear not, they will not notice us."
She relaxed only a little, squinting. "It's a little late for hunting."
"Indeed, the humans must've become stubborn, trying to catch their prey in the waning light."
"What are they hunting?"
"Foxes."
Kagome blinked, watching as a large pack of dogs could be seen, barking loudly and chasing something.
"I didn't think people ate foxes."
"They do not, humans hunt them for sport," Sesshoumaru drawled, becoming bored and peppering her neck with kisses, hands roving, trying to coax her back into the heady pleasure.
"That seems unnecessary," she frowned, heart going out to the little orange figure she could see running through the meadow.
She squinted, concentrating. Now that she was paying attention- it looked like it was running on two legs.
Blue eyes widened. Kagome nudged Sesshoumaru away to swing her leg over the tree and land on the ground, adjusting her dress. "That fox is a Fae!" she exclaimed, whipping her head back to look at him lounging on the trunk.
"We have to save them! They'll be torn to shreds by those dogs!"
The canines seemed to gain on the figure. Kagome wasn't certain she could make it if she ran, gauging the distance between herself and the fox.
Sesshoumaru sighed, running a hand through his long hair unhurriedly, palm rubbing his antler. "Then I will repair them after they are dead and the humans are gone."
Kagome grit her teeth. He didn't care if the creature experienced horrific pain?
"You're such an ass. Fine, stay there!" she snarled, turning and bolting madly down the hillside.
The Fae King smiled, watching her run. What a fine Queen she'd make.
Kagome panted, inwardly wincing at the wetness between her thighs, making them feel slick as she ran. Trying to ignore it and the mind blowing pleasure she'd just left behind, blue eyes remained fixed on the fox.
Now that she was closer, the outline of a boy could be seen. He ran madly, a big fluffy tail puffing up behind him. Hungry hounds closed in on him, snapping their jaws.
"Over here!" she yelled, waving her arms.
The boy noticed, veering towards her location.
This brought the countless number of dogs barrelling towards her as well. Kagome stiffened, but opened her arms towards him. If she could just grab him and run, maybe- maybe she could outrun the dogs and protect him.
Would they hurt her? Were they trained to bite, claw and kill just to complete their hunt? She wasn't sure, hadn't thought far enough ahead. All she'd wanted to do was help.
The fox boy squeaked and jumped- sailing through the air to landing against her chest. Kagome quickly caught him, the dogs in range, jaws open, lunging with feral growls-
Before they could make the leap however- their legs sank into marsh. Previously stable ground turned into mud, swallowing the struggling dogs just enough for Kagome to hurry away up the hill. She clutched the boy close, feeling him whimper and sob into her hair.
The men on horses called out to her, but Kagome kept running, feeling her legs burn. She rejoined Sesshoumaru, who swept her up in his black robe- the world disappearing.
"That was both foolish and brave, dear one," he said lowly.
"H-he's alright, isn't he?" Kagome panted, drawing away once the air settled. She glanced around owlishly, noticing the changed location the second his robes slid off her shoulders.
Sesshoumaru had brought her back to the Fae Village.
Her stomach plummeted. She had no idea how to reach the blackthorn tree from inside his forest.
Sesshoumaru hummed, touching the boy's red hair briefly. "Yes, he is fine," he uttered, catching her eye and smiling slightly at her pale expression. "I hope saving him was worth it."