Happy Thanksgiving! Here is a treat for everyone.

Chapter 24

"This is the shower." Kagome quickly turned the handles, stepping out of the way of the water. "We usually wash quickly here and then soak in the tub afterwards." She turned off the water and looked to a fascinated Sesshomaru.

It was going to take some time getting used to Kagome's world. For a moment he second guessed himself, wondering how he was going to provide for her. She was used to amenities that his time just couldn't comprehend. That thought vanished quickly as he remembered he was the great Sesshomaru. He would find away, time difference or not.

"Hmm. This Sesshomaru is intrigued. However, this one is more interested in you undressing, Little Koneko." He gave a grin, holding out a hand to Kagome. "Distractions will not deter this one from your womanly body."

Kagome let out a scoff and rolled her eyes. She quickly turned on the water to a temperature she liked. It would take it a moment to warm, but that was fine. "I'm not trying to distract you Sesshomaru. I came in here because I don't want my family to here us. The water will muffle any noises we make."

She settled her hand in his, and he pulled her to him. "Do you plan to scream, Ka-go-me?" His lips went to her neck, nuzzling the skin there. Her body was still hypersensitive from their foreplay earlier, and she bit her lip to keep back her moan. He was trying to male this into a game, and if he was going to go that route…

She would play along.

"I don't think you have the capability to make me scream." He leaned back; eyebrow raised in amusement. They both knew just how good he was at this. The cocky bastard. For a moment she felt jealousy register in her. He was good because he was experienced. But she didn't want those feeling to ruin this, so she pushed them away.

"So be it, Little Miko." Fingers ghosting down her chest, he slowly untied her obi, loosening the robes of her yukata. Little brisk jerks of his fingers had the clothing part, revealing creamy skin. He just looked, making sure his fingers didn't touch the skin that was already pebbling at the air. "If you wish to play, we will see who can win. I for one do not mind your family hearing as This Sesshomaru pleasures you."

She swallowed, his voice deepening as his cock twitched in his hakama. The things his innocent Kagome did to him. He was almost always in a half-aroused state, especially while in his human or humanoid form. Her cheeks flushed with her arousal and he wished he could smell her as he normally could.

Still careful not to touch her skin, he pushed her top from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. His eyes soaked in her body, stopping at her breast as her nipples hardened and peaked. "Remove the rest, Kagome. Slowly. I wish to watch you."

She turned, giving him her back. Slowly she hooked her thumbs into the pants she wore, pushing them over her full hips. She bent down with them, presenting herself to his needy eyes and he nearly groaned at the sight of her wet womanhood begging for him. He would not lose this game. No matter how much his kitten was a vixen.

"Good girl." If he was still a demon, he would have purred. His own hands untied his obi and wasted no time undressing completely. As she turned around, they faced each other. Completely nude and aroused. His cock twitched in want and a growing pain. He needed her. But he would wait.

He motioned towards the water and she obeyed. A hand reached out, testing the temperature and then she stepped completely under the spray. The memory of Kagome bathing his Titan form came to mind, and he realized he wanted that again. But this time he would enjoy it. They were to be mated, bathing one another was an act if intimacy that only mates shared.

"Bath me. Then I will return the favor." He stepped under the water with her noting that it was the perfect temperature. Still she said nothing, content to let him run the show for now. First, she started with his hair. Even in his human form, it was still long and silky, and she wanted to get that out of the way first. Once that was finished, she started on his body.

The loofah soaped up his skin, while her other hand followed behind it. It didn't really serve a purpose other than letting her feel over his body. And feel she did. Every plane, contour, and turn. They felt the same as in the dream world, but the knowledge that they were awake made this encounter seem completely different.

She left the best part for last. His manhood still twitched with want, his precum leaking down his shaft. She ditched the loofah, pouring the soap directly into her hand. Their eyes met, gazes never leaving the other as she reached down and cupped him.

Slow strokes over his length, a squeeze to the head and back down again. His eyes closed as she teased him. It wasn't enough pressure to bring him to release, but just enough to drive him crazy. When her second hand began to massage the orbs hanging beneath his shaft, he had had enough.

Grabbing her wrist, he forced her to release him, and then stepping under the water to rinse his body. It was his turn to bath her now. Like she did, he focused in her hair first, and then moved on. The loofah brushed over a nipple, the first place he went, and he could see it furl father out. Once it was covered in suds, his second hand came up and tweaked it. She hissed in response, causing him to smirk. She was trying so hard not to make any noises.

He focused on her breast for some time, causing them to become so sensitive she twitched with every ministration of his hand. Idly, he wondered if she could cum this way, but he knew that would take time. Time, he didn't currently have. So, he finally moved on, lathering the rest of her body.

When it came to her nether region, he once again copied her. Pouring the soup directly into his hands, he rubbed them together, creating a thick sudsy lather. Stepping towards her, he back her to the cold wall, smirking as she panted in anticipation. She would not win this game. He would make sure of it.

The moment his hand began to reach for her, she spread her thighs in an offering. "Perfect." He drawled out the word, running his soapy fingers over her womanhood. He teased her at first, much like she did him. The fire had been steadily building between them, and it showed no sign of stopping.

There was no holding back the moan as he dipped his fingers between her folds, immediately finding her bundle. He rubbed over it, massaging the flesh and she bit down on her lip hard. Even with the water running over her body, she was still soaked with thick arousal.

"I miss your scent. That alone was enough to intoxicate this one." He leaned forward, pressing their bodies together as his nose went into her neck. Her arms snapped up, gripping at his shoulders for support. Two of his fingers trailed back, pushing up into her canal and her head went back on her loudest moan yet.

He loved her reactions. Watching her come undone with pleasure was as arousing as finding his release. She was beautiful, especially for a human. She rivaled that of many demoness's, even if she didn't believe it herself. He would just have to make her see it one day.

While his two fingers pumped in and out of her at a slow torturous pace, his thumb pressed against her clit, pulling another groan from her. He pressed his lips to her, drawing her tongue out of her mouth. His cock was pressed between them, and he thrusted his hips, enjoying the delicious friction.

"Cum for me, Kagome. Release on my hand." She shook her head at his command. She was trying to defy him. Trying to win the game. It was futile. Sesshomaru did not lose. Especially games like this. Though he could admit he had never played a game like this with anyone. He had never desired to get that close to any other woman. They were only good for one thing. Kagome was not like that. He desired far more from her.

With a smirk he bent, suckling a nipple into his hungry mouth. She gasped out, hands moving to his hair and pulling roughly. He felt more pain in this body and it was exhilarating. He didn't give her a chance, teasing her breast with his mouth and free hand, picking up the speed and pressure of the fingers she rode. She didn't have a choice and soon enough, she was clamping down on him, her orgasm crashing through her as she cried out loudly.

He wasn't satisfied though. He wanted louder. Pulling his hand from her, he rinsed off any soap that may still be lingering on their bodies and then spun her around, so her front was against the wall. She was still panting from her orgasm, but he didn't give her time to come down from her high. He needed to keep her on her toes if he was going to win the game she challenged him to.

One hand grabbed a thigh, shoving it up high on the wall and the other held her waist. His cock was aligned perfectly, and he thrust in roughly. His breath left him in a harsh gasp and she cried out again. His thrust were long and quick, driving her up that peak again. He wanted her sensitive, a twitching mess. Only then would he be done.

"Sesshomaru!" The worry of her family hearing had apparently left her mind. She had no care for how loud she was being. It was perfect, exactly what he wanted. His hips continued, his cock stretching her with every reentry. It didn't take long before she crested again, her cry muffled due to her head leaning against the wall.

The moment she came down, he pulled from her, spinning around once more. This time her legs automatically wrapped around his waist and he dove right back in. Her walls were still fluttering from her last orgasm and he knew he wouldn't make it through another.

She reached down, grabbing his hands from her thighs and lacing their fingers. With a human growl, he shoved their clasped hands against the wall by her head. His lips crashed over hers, melding together as their bodies began to rise once more.

Sesshomaru knew this would be an ultimate orgasm for him. Already his body tingled in a way he had never felt before. It was like every part of him was alive with a thousand lightning bolts. They moved over his skin, creating the all-consuming pleasure that flowed over him.

Kagome suddenly threw her head back, crying out as she had her third orgasm. Her entire body shook with it, her back bowing as he picked up the pace of his thrust. He was chasing his own pleasure while drawing out hers.

Nearly explosive, Sesshomaru finally reached the pinnacle of nirvana, his body stiffening. The only part of him that moved was the cock buried as deeply as it could go as it filled Kagome to the brim with his essence. For long moments they sat there, suspended in a pleasure filled haze before they finally came back down to earth.

Panting, they leaned against the wall, their foreheads meeting. Sesshomaru most definitely won. He would never admit, not even to Kagome who heard it, that he cried out as well. No. He won this game and that was the end of it.