"H-hey, Lord Sesshomaru! Don't you think Ryko was being a tad bit tedious with this cleansing ritual?" Kagome squeaked as he entered. Reflexively she tightened the robe around her.
Golden eyes regarded her as he prowled towards her, "Perhaps, Miko"
Instantly her posture relaxed. They didn't have to do anything. Not that she was against the idea of sex with Sesshomaru, but not like this. Not in this scenario with their circumstances. She might say something embarrassing in the heat of the moment (or he might say another name).
"However, seeing that you are competing against a siren who has won every time he has competed."
The siren was a reoccurring winner? That might pose problems to her plan.
His eyes cut to her at that moment, haughty, "And seeing that this Sesshomaru has not been able to listen to this piece and knows you- this Sesshomaru can not say for certain that your tripled aura would not affect its impact."
Ah, the righteous accusation. Kagome had the decency to feel abashed. Since she had received the order and the invitation (and she demanded that he took her and his son to the festival) she had spent the last few days locked up in either her room or the music room with an ofuda to block sound from escaping. It also served to block Sesshomaru from entering and speaking to her.
Now, that did not stop Sesshomaru from trying to communicate with her. Actually, he took it as a challenge. He had his meals outside whichever room she choose to be in, he would send notes with whoever came to check on her and regularly stuck letters outside her doors.
It was very reminiscent of her early pregnancy days where she would blow up on him for little reasons.
He took his clawed hand and gently yet firmly gripped her chin and angled her head towards him. "I thought you wanted to win?" His voice took on a soft almost purr-like tone.
Of course she wanted to win! This was her last chance to save Sesshomaru. She spent days working on this composition to have a chance at speaking to the goddess. Between practising and perfecting she had been researching what her wish might entail. She was trying to use a kami's power to undo another kami's powers, which usually meant repercussion (an exchange of some sort). And even though Sesshomaru knew none of her true motivation, he knew her enough to know that if she even bothered to partake, she would want to win.
"Fine," she huffed, "let's get us fucking over with."
He chuckled at her (but it didn't sound like it usually did; almost rueful), "Must you be crass, Miko. This Sesshomaru will not be taking your virginity today."
"So aura's then?" Another cum-show for a demon lord.
"No, it shall still be physical"
"Wah? Then how are we doing this?"
He smirked at her.
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"Do I have permission to do everything in my power to please you, Kagome?"
She hesitated for a moment before squeaking out a "yes". Wordlessly he poured the sake into the flat cup and passed it to her.
She started at the shimmery opaque liquid in her hands. Once she drank it, there would be no going back ok to normalcy on her side. If she succeeded in gaining her favour, then it was quite possible this would be her only chance to experience this.
She chugged it.
And the slow heat was instantaneous and concentrated around her centre. It was strange, yet nice.
"Come," he ordered. He had migrated to the edge of the spring and was perched on a wide flat rock with his legs in the water. He kept his robe on, but it was so loosely tied that a large "V" showed off his sculpted chest and abdomen. But, his hair was out.
Once she got close he instructed her to braid his hair. While she relished the ability to run her fingers through his hair she wondered why he wanted to do it now when she had already drunk the sake. Then she ran her fingers through his hair and almost snatched her hand back. Her fingers were unreasonably sensitive making the slide of his hair erotic. By the time she finished the plait her hands were shaking, thighs weak, her core throbbing and her breath coming out in quick and heavy pants.
Is this what Takashi felt? An overwhelming sensitivity?
But she had no time to ponder the thought. Sesshomaru had manipulated her body into a sitting position on his lap, her legs bracketing his own.
"There are many ways to bring pleasure, Kagome," his hot voice tickled her ear before a wet stripe was licked up the shell. She shivered and tensed.
Then she felt a vibration pass from his chest through her back. She melted. He was purring (absently it reminded her of one of those electronic massagers on a low setting). What were bones in the wake of this sensation? It was almost enough to distract from his hands as they undid the robe's belt then trailed up her fingers then her arms to her shoulder to push the robe off her slender shoulders to pool around her elbows. She almost missed as his lips began to nibble at her jaw.
She let out a breathy sigh, "Sessh~" (she could not even finish his name).
She swore she felt him smirk.
He simply hummed into the nape of her neck (she had piled her hair high onto her head so it wouldn't get wet) before pressing his lips to the skin there.
At the same time, his hands dragged up her stomach to palm at her breast. Without warning, he flicked at one of her nipples causing her to gasp.
"Kagome, I want you to show me what you like." To her alarm, he began to slowly widen his legs, which in turn widened hers. He took one of his hands away from her breast and instead took her hand and pressed it to her core.
He was careful to align his fingers with hers yet not applying any pressure.
His voice dropped a husky octave, "Teach me to play you."
"Y-yes," There was something that called to her at that moment.
Timidly she began to move her fingers in a rehearsed rhythm. His hand shadowing her movements as she played the interlude of her composition (that she stole from the overture of her flute composition for the demon Lord) on her bundle of nerves.
Whatever hesitancy she had in the beginning, had slowly fallen away with each stuttered breath, each soft caress, each whispered praise, compliment encouragement (Sesshomaru was a soft lover, yet conquering in his own right). Each orgasm sent her eyes rolling to the back of her head in bliss.
After the first climax, he rezoned her arms to wrap behind his neck and his own hand took over. He lacked the hesitancy she displayed when he touched her, always keeping the rhythm she showed him with his own patterns; his own tempos.
Would he notice the rhythm when she played tonight?
Using his fingers alone he brought her to her second then third climax. By her fourth, her body was burning and she could hardly think. At least that's the excuse Kagome gave herself when she somehow manoeuvred herself to straddle one of Sesshomaru's hard and heavily defined thighs and ground herself into completion as though he was one of her pillows. And he did nothing to deter her. Actually, he spurred her on with the praises, tight grip on her hips (slightly guiding her wild movements) and the intermediately flexing and relaxing said thigh.
The fifth time the wave crashed over her head was through her nipples. After she soaked his thigh, Sesshomaru quickly changed positions and war tactics. On her back meant that Sesshomaru finally had access to her front and he feasted on her neck and chest. He took his time on it, slowly rolling, sucking and nibbling her nipples at larghissimo until the tide pulled her under into the wave that inevitably shattered across the shore.
It was a breather for the devouring yet to come. Orgasms 6-8 he wrung from her using his mouth. Sesshomaru had a sinful dexterity to the appendage he called a tongue.
One second she was catching her breath and the other her thighs were hooked over the shoulders of the demon lord she was in love with as he feasted on the nectar between her thighs as a man starved. He was so relentless in his need to feed on her that her last three orgasms nearly blended as she continuously screamed his name. She could hardly tell where one started and the other ended.
"Sesshomaru, please. Fuck- fuck me, please. Please it's too much," she begged.
While she had technically just finished the ritual, the abrupt way it ended had her nerves singing for more. Not just more, but more. Not his fingers or his tongue but the hard (possibly aching) cock she could almost make out in the steamy water.
"I cannot give you that, Kagome." He said around a slight growl; his bangs obscuring the view of his eyes.
"Why?" She whined with the beginning of stinging her blue eyes.
"I do not have the right to take your virginity when I have forced you to consider others as potential mates."
Of course, how could she forget? She was just his friend and pack mate he was looking out for. This did not carry the same meaning to him as it did her. And that was okay, she reminded herself.
"But we can compromise," he stated as he stood from his one else position in the water.
With gentle hands, he pried her legs open and slotted his dick between her thighs before squeezing her thighs around it. He made sure to carefully angle himself so that every thrust could hit her clit. He kept his thrusts at a sedate pace which each roll of his hips. There was no rush to it. His focus was so clearly focused on her that she blushed under his intense attention. There was a look in his eye as he locked eyes with what was so plain and clear in its appearance yet she could not recognize it.
The heat was coiling in her stomach unbeknownst to her and when it snapped she felt like she couldn't breathe and she passed out in bliss.
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Kagome wasn't too sure how long she was out for, but she was pleasantly exhausted. When she awoke, she realized she was still in the hot spring with Sesshomaru. A Sesshomaru who was now intently taking care of her grooming.
His touches lost their sexual intent as his hands roamed her body to languidly lather the soap. However, he did not lose the intensity and care in which he had been using on her body.
Once he washed the suds from her body he picked her up and dried her skin and carried her to their room. Painstakingly, he chose her kimono and dressed her in it and draped her in the appropriate jewels befitting yokai royalty. He then poured her some disgusting smelling tea which he fed her and offered her favourite snacks to her. While she ate, he took his time to brush her hair and put it in a style he liked.
They didn't speak much. It felt wrong to breach the intimate silence (and Kagome feared that she might accidentally slip and confess).
Once he was done, he dressed and made for the door. With a backward glance, he pinned her with that same intense indecipherable look. "Tonight," he promised. Then walked out the door to most likely find his son.
Two hours later (it was afternoon) Ryko burst into her room with a triumphant grin on his face that quickly fell.
"How the fuck are you still a virgin?" Ryko asked with an astonished voice.
"Honestly, I have no clue." She said as she finished her write her letter on the back of the sheet music for Sesshomaru's song and pushed it into her kimono for safe-keeping.
"I was coming to help you get ready for the competition but it seems you already are. So grab your instrument so I can introduce you to the one to beat."
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Shinichi was a beautiful talented siren that needed to be humbled. Within the first few minutes of making the siren's acquaintance, she could see why Ryko wanted him to lose.
He was extremely arrogant with the talent to explain it away. Kagome couldn't help but be mesmerised by his voice as he played the koto for the audience.
He had a rich baritone that resonated through her body as he spun his tale of some demon general long passed. Four performances had passed since then and Shinichi's still shook her.
Ryko was right to have her perform the ritual.
"'Gome!" Ichiro's voice called from her behind her.
"Moonbeam," she said as she turned to catch the little boy in her arms. "What are you doing back here?"
"Father and I wanted to wish you good luck."
Kagome looked around, "I don't see your father."
"He did not want to distract you, but, he sent this," Ichiro quickly grabbed her left hand and slid a heavy ivory-looking ring on her thumb. It was Sesshomaru's true form surrounded by these flowers that she almost recognized wrapped around her finger. She couldn't help but smile at that.
"He said it's for good luck and that he needs to speak to you about urgent matters once you finish performing."
"Well, I have something for him," she said as she pulled the letter out from the kimono, "Give this to him after my performance. And just know, that I... I love you so much."
A servant caught her attention and signalled to her that she had to get on stage.
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm going to save your father," Kagome answered cryptically before walking on stage and taking her seated position.
With shaking hands on her biwa, she unfurled her aura over the audience as she strummed the first set of notes to her song about the empress and the dancer. The story Sesshomaru began telling her in her gazebo after he fainted.
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As she sang the last refrain she barely heard the beginning of applause before her world tilted sideways and she was transported.
She arrived in a lavishly decorated cave-like room. Kagome could easily see this as being part of Kouga's Eastern den/palace.
"My child," her host spoke, "I know what your wish is."
Before her was the goddess Benzaiten draped in blue silk that flowed around her like water, in all her glory. The goddess was perched on the lap of her dragon husband who stared down imperiously yet pityingly at Kagome.
Immediately, Kagome dropped to her knees and bowed with her forehead flush against the floor.
"Rise, Kagome. I know your wish but I can not make it happen. I can not easily change the wish granted by Tsukuyomi."
"I am not asking you to stop it. I am asking for an exchange. A life for a life. I will take on the curse as it is and Sesshomaru will live."
Gozuyru was the one who spoke this time, his voice layered with four others, "Are you sure that this is what you want now and that you are not acting hastily."
"It is, my lord. I love him, and this is the only way that I can help him."
The dragon released a heavy sigh, "Very well." He reached into his mouth and pulled out a fang and passed it to his wife. The goddess took it in her hands and before Kagome's eyes, it transformed into a ryūteki. With reverence, the goddess passed the flute to her.
"When I send you back, play a song that encompasses all you feel for him on this and you would transfer the disease to yourself. Once done you will have only an hour of life left. Do you understand, Kagome?"
"I understand, my lady," Kagome said solemnly. She already knew what she would play. If Ichiro followed instructions Sesshomaru would have her letter written on the back of the sheet music to the song. "But, can you send me back to my gazebo?" She pleaded.
"Of course," and her world tilted until she found herself in the gazebo.
Grabbing a slip of parchment and an ink brush, she created the ofuda that would keep the doors to the gazebo locked. She stuck it on the outside of the door like a warning sign before shutting the door.
She took a moment to take in the gazebo and the view through its magical transparent paper for one last time. She kept her eyes on the Palace the longest; looking up into the room that she gave birth in. That she spent many nights in. The room of her love that she would never again grace.
She hoped that Sesshomaru would remember her and that he would find happiness and someone willing to love him and be loved by him.
"I love you Sesshomaru," she whispered.
A single tear ran down her face.
She took a breath and raised the ryūteki to her lips.
Thank you for the well wishes for my exam, i really appreciated it and it actually helped me go through my Spanish oral exam this Monday.
I will admit, when I first started this story this moment, Kagome dying was the inevitable end. However, I've decided not to do so. Which means the story isn't done but next chapter is the last one. Have no fear, Kagome will live and you will get your happy ever after.
Also, i'm sorry but i couldn't devote myself for a graphic full on sex scene, so just like Sesshomaru i compromised. Hope it isn't awkward and/or disappointed.
Until next time i could update.