AN: Rated M but not for outright smut.
Lust
Kagome sneezed, sniffing and blinking groggily. Her clothes were damp, the sky now darker despite there being no light source to disappear under the horizon. However, the world she found herself in refused to plunge into night, teetering on the edge yet allowing everything to remain visible. It was strange but convenient.
She estimated that she'd walked for two hours at least and didn't feel particularly hungry despite not eating for a good while.
Tired and uncomfortable, she sighed, dragging her feet across the forest floor now. There was simply nothing around. Just tree after tree after hotspring-
Kagome froze, zeroing in on the heavenly looking steam rolling off rippling water.
It was the equivalent of placing a carrot out for a rabbit, she dove for it. Kagome yanked her dress over her head and unclasped her bra, kicking off her shoes and panties and dive-bombing right in.
Surfacing, she moaned with satisfaction, toes curling. The warm waters felt exquisite on her cold skin, soothing sore feet and working out the tension in her body after a strange, stressful day. It occurred to her while glancing at her sprawled clothes that being naked inside Sesshoumaru's mind probably wasn't the wisest idea. Then again… it was Sesshoumaru's mind. The icy, prideful Daiyoukai. He wouldn't care. Heck, he'd never look at her like that.
Still, I wonder what that emotion with the green crest meant by 'this one is a superior match.' It all happened so fast I wasn't really sure what to make of him.
Maybe he had a rivalry with Wrath or something. She was certain it wasn't about her. The real Sesshoumaru 'tolerated' humans and liked very few, but the idea of attraction to one was silly. She giggled a little at her own funny thoughts. She could never imagine him in the throes of passion, let alone blushing or getting aroused just by looking at a mere human woman. Nah. Never.
A sigh rolled out into the steam.
Kagome froze, stiffening and slowly turning, reluctantly glancing over her shoulder.
Silver hair trailed into the water, some strands plastered over a broad chest.
Sweat and droplets clung to his skin, sliding down over biceps and a regal chin that tilted up to meet her gaze. Clandestine promises came to mind the second she made eye contact, her stomach tightening, breath hitching. His gaze remained half-lidded, lips curving slowly, attention dragging downwards over her body.
The air suddenly felt too cold and Kagome squeaked, hugging her arms over her chest and squirming back a bit in the water, mortified.
"S-Se-Se-"
He tilted his head slightly, damp bangs brushing over winter lashes, looking amused. "Hn? Are you attempting to say my name, Ka-go-me?" He purred each syllable as though it were a sinful phrase.
Kagome died on the spot. Henceforth, her ghost possessed her reanimated body and took over. She tried to work her mouth, which was proving difficult, as he seemed to be watching it like he was imagining using it for naughty purposes.
"I- ah- is… is this your hot spring?" She winced, stiffly inching back. He's looking at me like- like I'm- a...woman?
It sounded silly, but the eighteen-year-old honestly didn't have much experience with such adult attention. He stretched languidly, lean body arching up, taut muscles clenching and relaxing. Kagome tried not to stare.
"Indeed. Do not fret, we can share. In fact," he appeared next to her, draping an arm over the rim of the pool. "I would be glad of the company. Yours, specifically."
"Oh?" She croaked, cheeks burning. Now he was very, very close, his side almost brushing hers. "I was actually thinking of getting out. Like right now," oh his eyes. His abdomen. His smile, his- no! No! Bad Kagome!
Sesshoumaru's lips curved, attention running over her with fervour. "Right now?" He repeated softly, hand flexing and drawing out, claws skimming her bare shoulder and causing her to jolt as he twined some dark hair around lithe digits. "It is very cold though…"
Goosebumps raced over her skin. Kagome felt it at once, the temperature outside of the pool dropping several degrees, making her dip lower in the water. "That's f-fine. If you could just turn around that would be-"
"What is there to retreat from, little miko?" He uttered, dipping closer. His nose skimmed her flushed neck, something wet and soft gliding up her jaw to drag over a burning cheek. "This one knows how much you enjoy bathing."
Kagome squealed and smacked a hand over his mouth, smushing an arm against her chest to try and keep her modesty. Whatever was left of it.
"Lust?" She chanced weakly, heart thundering wildly as her head spun. Trembling thighs pressed together tightly.
Something warm and slick slid over her fingers and she whipped her hand back, gawking upon witnessing his tongue return into his mouth. Half lidded, lascivious golden eyes observed her keenly. "Yes?"
She took a breath, inching back when he prowled closer playfully. "Okay, buddy ole' pal can we just- hey! Put that down!" She snapped, her ankle currently within his grasp, lifted casually out of the water to reveal a shiny wet leg.
His eyes danced.
Her own narrowed, "down."
The Sesshoumaru clone's grip tightened, yanking Kagome closer as he leaned over her, trapping her against the rocks. His knee slid between her legs. "Such fire. You would make a more than acceptable partner for-"
"The bedroom! Yes, I get it," she pressed a hand against his chest, blinking at the solid wall against her palm. Wow. "Lust, y-you just think you want this because you're uh...pretty much predisposed to wanting…s-sex," she said thinly, feeling his thighs shift against hers under the water.
"That may be," he bent down, lips crashing to her neck in a long, lingering kiss, inhaling sharply like she'd made him breathless. His mouth then attacked her collarbone, sucking on the skin with ravenous zeal. Kagome shuddered and gasped, squeezing her eyes shut. "But it does not change the fact that I hunger for you," his voice was like the finest velvet.
Claw tipped fingers then gently pried her arm away from her chest and brushed a hand across her breast, squeezing the generous mound and teasing until a shaky moan escaped her mouth. Long silver hair slid forward and tickled her sensitive flesh. Lust took the opportunity to strike while her lips were parted, pressing his mouth to hers and groaning lowly. He kissed her in a dizzying way, hard one moment and brushing his tongue against hers, and then coy and teasing, nipping at her lips with sharp fangs. What was troubling was that Kagome's brain had short-circuited, mouth moving for her. Because the fever inside had taken over and her hips squirmed a little. He was a dominating force and it felt strangely powerful to brush her tongue against his wicked one and angle her mouth in such a way that it made him groan. Did I...do that? She thought hazily.
Those hands slid over her body, stroking, teasing and rubbing once they found the spot between her legs, making Kagome gasp into his mouth. He shifted his sculpted hips, pressing his rigid, aching erection against the soft skin of her thigh.
Sensations crashed down to her core, and alarm bells rang the second she felt the hardness. She abruptly thrust her leg up, shoving her foot against his abdomen and pushing to create some space between them.
"No. T-this isn't fair to the real Sesshoumaru," she panted a little, reeling. "He hasn't chosen this… I wouldn't be able to look him in the eye if I uh… took advantage of your most gracious invitation. It wouldn't be right," she swallowed, trying to collect herself. "I'd never want someone to only embrace one aspect of me."
Hooded golden eyes pierced her, causing her legs to tremble. "Ah, you tease me tonight," he chuckled, the deep baritone of his voice pleasant and lulling. "You know that the one we serve is sleeping at the moment. You also know of his aches and pains, yet you cruelly deny him even in his slumber? At times such as this, he cannot call upon Repression to tear us apart. Let us take advantage of the opportunity," he said, stroking a hand down her navel. Kagome shivered and gripped his wrist.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about but I think you're mistaken. I'm not like you, I don't belong here. I'm the real Kagome. I-I got trapped in Sesshoumaru's head."
He blinked, frowning softly. "Oh?"
"It's the truth," she glanced at the sky, finding blotches of magenta leaking over it.
He seemed to think for a moment, before leaning closer. Raw, undisguised yearning stared at her. "If it is so…" he took a steadying breath. "Then there are many, many things I have wanted to do to you."
Kagome froze, clearing her throat. "D-don't you mean: say to me?" She said tentatively, hopefully.
"No, not at all. Though," pale lips curved into a devilish smirk. "I would tell the real Kagome that every time she was aroused and I was in the vicinity, I could smell it."
Kagome's face burned hotter. She thought of all the times she'd gone to the hot springs alone in the past few months. How, sometimes, she'd worked out a little frustration using her fingers under the water. A handful of times she'd returned to the village and ran into Sesshoumaru, but she'd been very chipper and polite, inquiring if he were visiting. Nothing had indicated that he'd known, he'd treated her normally before taking his leave.
"You… did?" She asked faintly, screaming internally.
"Indeed," a sinuous tongue glided up the shell of her ear, hand returning to her breast. His clawed thumb teased at a rosy nipple. "To want so very badly that you try to satisfy yourself on such small, pitiful fingers. This one wondered if you'd enjoy...maybe even prefer some claws dragging on your skin," his fingers brushed down her hip, deadly claws nicking her skin and causing her to shiver. "My fool of a brother hasn't touched you yet, has he?"
What's he...talking about? She began to feel dizzy and needy again, gasping when he sucked hard on her neck, leaving a hickey. "But...Inuyasha and I-" she groaned. "We're not together any more."
They hadn't been for several months.
Hot breath fanned over her cheek. "You almost had me convinced, little fantasy, but this one knows you lie," Lust dipped long digits to her folds, rubbing.
Kagome grit her teeth and, with a flash of inspiration, she remembered the sight of neighbourhood dogs fighting back home. Grabbing his shoulders and pushing, she leaned up, blunt teeth latching onto a pointed ear and biting down in a hard nip. "I said no!" She barked.
Sesshoumaru's clone jolted, golden eyes widening. Kagome panted, unsure if he'd explode into a rage for the bold, disrespectful move.
To her astonishment, however, Lust blinked and touched his ear dazedly, brushing a thumb over the shell, before some colour tinged his cheeks and he looked at her. Inhuman eyes shone brighter than before, lips stretching into a sultry smile. "So you wish to play rough, dear one?" He purred, melting.
Kagome gaped but was saved from responding when a small rock sailed down, bouncing off his head. It landed in the water with a quiet 'plop!'
"What are you two doing?" Came a voice.
Kagome yelped and scrambled, ducking behind Lust's back. Peering up, her eyes widened upon seeing a young boy with short pale hair. His head was tilted curiously as he looked down at them from the higher rocks. The sight of Sesshoumaru as a child didn't immediately compute. She was having trouble picturing how such a cute baby faced boy with pinchable cheeks could grow into an aloof killing machine, but the same markings adorning his face acted as proof. He even wore similar-looking pale silks, but his own clan crest was an even brighter white, pure as snow.
Lust made a dismissive noise, turning. "Nothing that concerns you."
"Are you doing that thing that parents do in order to create offspring?"
Even Lust looked mildly embarrassed, judging by the clenching on his jaw. "Leave us, whelp."
The child's bright eyes narrowed, giving a poor attempt at a withering stare. Ah, there he is, Kagome thought. She waved at him, "excuse me! Could you please help a girl out and throw some clothes to me?"
He straightened, looking a little proud that she was asking him for help. "Since you have requested aid in such a respectful way, this one will do so. In exchange, you will answer my questions."
Kagome nodded enthusiastically as he disappeared into the bushes. Lust turned to her, raising a brow. He reached out, palms brushing her elbows. "You wish to leave?"
She bit back a heavy sigh, "yes. I've...stated my reasons why. If I stay any longer you'll jump me, right?" And she couldn't exactly guarantee she'd fight him either, judging by that make-out session she'd enjoyed. What the heck had that been about?
Lust eyed her, moving closer and making Kagome take a few steps back, blushing.
"You deny yourself so often," he muttered quietly. "You are...more alike than you realise. He also rarely allows himself to let me run wild and free through his veins. Were it up to me, things would not be as they are. Repression has too much power, over both of you, it seems."
Sesshoumaru? Kagome hugged her arms over her chest. "Sometimes having that control can be a good thing."
"Not when it denies you the flavours of life," Lust mused, glancing down at the spot between her legs, hidden beneath the waters. Kagome flushed a darker red and scrambled to the side of the pool the second Sesshoumaru's child self called out to her.
White silks were thrown onto her head, and Kagome pulled them away, blinking at the magenta crest.
"Those are my clothes," Lust frowned.
"The miko's strange garments were damp, bear with it," came a childish voice. The tiny Sesshoumaru remained hidden, presumably giving Kagome her privacy. Lust was not so gracious and openly watched when she stepped out, hurriedly patting herself down with her clothes to try and dry herself before putting on her bra and the fine silks over it. She tied the yellow obi tight around her waist and graciously left him the white underlayer and pants, not entirely cruel.
"It suits you," he purred, observing her from the edge of the hot springs while lounging in the water, chin pillowed in his hand.
Kagome tossed him a look, grabbing her panties and stepping into them, sliding them up toned legs and hearing a low, pained groan behind her as she bent over, presenting her ass. Maybe she was a little cruel. "A-aren't you going to stop me?" She asked curiously.
"Do you want me to chase you?" She squeaked and shook her head, causing him to chuckle. "This one will pursue, do not worry, but in my own time. I do not 'chase' females."
"Because they usually come to you if you do decide you want them, right?" Kagome muttered flatly, stepping into her shoes.
A brief beat of silence washed over them, and she paused, glancing at the demon. "Not all of them," he said softly, slit pupils dilating as they roved over her face, lingering on her parted lips.
Swallowing, Kagome turned on her heel without a second glance, holding her damp summer dress close while she hurried in the direction of the young boy.