Golden.
Chapter Two: Heat
By acediadono
It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, his feral aura enveloped me, caressing my curves as if he has always done it – expertly. The hairs on the back of my neck raised, I was in danger, I knew that much, but the need in me was ignoring that. I could feel the tips of his claws raking up my thighs in a precision motion, bringing gooseflesh to attention. I closed my eyes; I didn't stop for him and at this point I don't think I would have of stopped for anyone. I needed this, more than I needed air.
A feral growl rumbled low within his throat, he didn't get any closer to me, his nails dug ever so slightly into my thighs, but his aura rammed into me in hot, sensual waves. My fingers moved to the beat, establishing a demonic rhythm which set my body on fire. I could feel the tension coiling within my belly, telling me that my liberation would greet me soon, my free hand rose up to gently stroking my nipple, attempting to intensify the experience, I opened my eyes to see the beautiful, untamed beast in front of me, his eyes crimson, his magenta stripes jagged and my release followed suit.
"Sesshomaru," an earth-shattering moan left my lips as I closed my eyes and suddenly, I felt alone.
I opened my eyes, panting, bracing myself on the hot spring's ledge. Feeling a little unsatisfied that he didn't make a move, feeling a little petrified that I had just came in front of Sesshomaru. He was nowhere to be found. I pulsed my aura out around me, he was not there. Oh, where oh, where did the demon lord go.
It had now been three weeks since the delirious encounter at the hot springs with the ravaging demon lord. I did not exist outside of the stern growl of "Miko" on the battle field. Something had changed since my encounter with the silver haired Lord. Something great indeed, I just couldn't put my finger on it. The only thing I knew is on that day, all the key players were away from the designated battle grounds. We went about our way, fighting for hours on end, my demon protectors standing by as I caught a few hours of sleep only to start all over again when the sun peered over the battle scorned earth. I needed a bath.
I grew tired of fighting, being covered in the same lowly demon's entrails till the sun lowered itself and the moon rose to greet us. I knew that is not how it actually worked- but that was our little secret. Being on the front lines reminded me of Ground Hog Day – it was bordering on the same thing, same faces flickering past me as my aura enveloped them dissolving them back to the pits of hell which they belonged. Lesser demons had a habit of looking the same, but something was off. Something was very off.
I fired off an arrow, the kami's blessing tearing a snake like demon in half, it's remains turned to ash. Another day down.
I was going for a bath.
I turned without saying anything, heading to my salvation, slowing starting to untie my garments, bundling them on my forearm. Anticipation building in the pit of my stomach. Oh, how I loved hot springs – it brought me clarity– I also loved the possibility of a potential visitor also, but I would consider that a bonus round at this point. I was aching and not just in my muscles. I smelt to high heaven so much so, I was and am seriously concerned about what the canines in the pack think of the filthy human fighting with them. Finally, sulphur hit my nostrils, I flared out my aura, thick and fast warning anything sinister to move or die. Tonight, I was not a Kagome in the mood to muck around. I needed water and I needed Kagome time. Now.
Coast was clear, I slipped off my hoari as I entered the springs clearing, tossing everything I was carrying to the side, stripping down to my underwear and finally removing them. Freedom. I made a hasty dash for the spring's ledge, commando. My toes hit the water and I felt as if everything was suddenly going to be alright. I felt light and clear; it was like precision had returned to my mind.
I allowed the day to process, mind drifted to my previous thought – Ground Hog Day. Could we be caught in some form of rift? Was this a ploy cast over us by the other Lords by means of taking Lord Sesshomaru's land? I mean I had heard of something similar being done – but only in stories of hell. Making the individual repeat the day over and over again, making them think that there was a serious threat to them and their lands. This was all wrong and I could feel it in my bones. My only question was why did the others not notice this? Their sense of smell alone would have of alerted them to the fact that we were fighting the same things over and over. They would be able to smell the magic in the air. This was a conundrum and one which I was going to get to the bottom of. This battle was not healthy, it did not seem possible, but only when the heat of the hot springs envelope my senses did things start to make sense.
That snake like demon which I killed today – I have killed one at the end of each skirmish almost every day for the last 3 weeks. My aura pulsed. Trying to pick up any anomalies in the system, was there greater magic at work, maybe a dark priestess? But where would they get one that powerful that they could even fool the Great Lord Sesshomaru of the West. Where indeed. I closed my eyes, pushing my magic out further and further, weaving between trees, enveloping shrubs, caressing gentle wildlife scavenging on the forest floor, I could feel the blinding light of my barrier over my village, my heart was racing. This was not normal. No demons outside the battlefield and I was pushing myself to the brink. I steadied myself – my feelers still active, waiting for something to cross it. 5 minutes. Nothing. 10. Nothing. Panic rose within me, it appeared that Kagome time was oh so eloquently crossed off the menu for tonight. I needed to get clean and I needed to see Sesshomaru. I needed to air my thoughts, put this theory to the test. We could all be in a lot of danger. The people of the Western land could be in great danger.
I scrubbed myself, removing the skin, blood and unfortunately entrails from my hair, scrubbing under my arms and cleaning my body vigorously. I pushed myself under the warm waters of the springs, allowing it to deprive me of every sense. It was quiet, only the faint bubbling of the earthy activity below me reminding me that I was alive. Slowly forcing myself back to reality, I inhaled deeply, sulphur filling my lungs, my eyes struggled to refocus. Immediately my sense went on alert, the hairs on the back of my neck rose to attention, my heart racing, my body tense for battle and my heavenly powers flared all around me.
"Miko," came a cold tone, everything relaxed, my body reverted to putty which could be used in any which way the speaker desired.
"M'lord!" I stammered, "I am just about to get out…I have something very important to discuss with you after your bath!" I squeaked as I pushed myself to the edge of the pool, my fingers gripped the mossy rock ledge.
"There is no need," came a silken voice, warm breath hit my ear, callused fingers gently held my hips and held me in place.
It was as if someone had given the embers deep within my body oxygen, flaming the fires of my desire alight.
A/N: Firstly, I am so very sorry for the long wait! Also, sorry it is not as long as the last few chapters (I feel so bad!). I just got married and on top of that my mental health has been in the shit – so I have been desperately trying to just focus on work at the moment. But I had some mad mid shower inspo to write this.
Sorry for the cliff hanger, chapter 4 shouldn't be too far off!
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