Three Little Words

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Sesshomaru stood on the balcony outside his lavish chambers. It was a beautiful night. The full moon was rising, its boding silver rays shining down on his estate to give it an ominous appearance. Of course, it didn't need the eerie moonlight to make it appear threatening. His castle was already threatening enough. The simple fact it was a demon's castle, not to mention a powerful demon's castle, was enough to make any man's blood run cold. So Sesshomaru stood, taking in the nocturnal beauty of his lands. Despite what most would think because of his calm, and at times apparently cold manner, he did appreciate beauty. He noticed and appreciated many things, even if he would never show it. He had a reputation for being distant and calculating, which he didn't mind at all. Perhaps the fact he did not care made him cold indeed, perhaps not. In the grand scheme of things, he found none of those things to be of great importance.

And so he remained, allowing himself to be consumed by the picturesque night. He could not see, sense, or smell any stray demon anywhere in his territories, which meant word had gotten out that he was back. In his traveling, many weaker youkai took his absence to their advantage as they roamed freely on his lands. Sesshomaru smirked slightly at the memory of how they scattered as he returned. A slight disturbance below his balcony brought him out of his reverie. He peered over the edge to see Rin walking peacefully through the grass. She held her hand out languidly, reaching out to delicately touch anything she passed, brushing against bushes, trees, and even the tall grasses that swept against her legs. He heard her sigh of contentment as she sat to lounge by the edge of the tiny pond that inhabited the outside of Sesshomaru's castle. He knew she was safe, and so did she. He hadn't thought it possible, but the striking scene from before had become more charming with Rin now lazing in it.

The pond rippled lightly from a faint breeze, reflecting waves of moonlight on everything around it. Sakura drifted around, dancing in the breeze. They landed on the grass and on top of the water, floating with grace. A few found their way to land on Rin, and he watched as she ran her fingers over their petals delicately. She had become quite delicate and demure over the years. It had been 12 years since he first found her as a little girl. He closed his eyes as he remembered how she had changed. He found her dirty, silent, but still caring. He remembered how outgoing and energetic she became when he took her in. He smiled at the memory of how she used to drive Jaken to his wits' end. As she became older, she gained confidence. She spoke less, but he knew she was still happy. He remembered when he body began to mature and she began her womanly cycles. He remembered how afraid she was the first time it happened. Secretly, he was afraid, too. He was worried it would be something terminal, though he found the scent to be quite irresistible. He needed answers, so he went to a human village, grabbed one of the first human women he saw, and asked her about Rin's changes. Relieved that she wasn't going to be eaten, she was happy to explain that Rin's changes were normal, and even how to take care of it. His little Rin was becoming a woman.

Sesshomaru broke out of his memories for a moment to look at Rin. Even beneath her kimono, he could see her womanly curves, adding credit to his memories that she was indeed a woman. He continued to think back on his memories. He recalled the way her scent changed due to her cycles. He found her most irresistible when she was at her most fertile stage and when she bled. Her most fertile periods were the most intoxicating, and he found it only grew stronger as she aged. It had come to a point when he could not be around her during those periods. Even Jaken had noticed it and admitted it was quite alluring. Sesshomaru had immediately assigned several of his female youkai servants to watch over her when he realized he was not the only one attracted to her scent. He would not have one of his male youkai servants touch Rin. He would tear them apart first.

He had no problem admitting Rin was his. She had been his since the day he took her in. He had protected her, fed her, clothed her, and given her anything she could have wanted. She was his to take care of, and so he did. His only problem was what to do with her. When she was little it was simple. Now, it wasn't so easy. Sure, she still had to be fed and taken care of, none of that had changed. Now that she was older, she needed something more. Her body demanded it, and he wasn't so sure what to do about it. He considered letting her settle with a human man, but he knew she'd refuse to leave him. The only option left was for her to stay with him, but her body still demanded to be recognized and fulfilled. He could let one of his youkai servants mate with her, but then she'd no longer be his. Honestly, he did not want to see her with another. She had been his for almost all of her life, and he did not want to see that change. So the answer was simple, or at least it should have been. He would take Rin as a mate.

Could he really mate with her? She was human after all. He supposed he could. He would live far longer than her, and could always mate and procreate with a female youkai to produce proper heirs after Rin had died. Suddenly, he felt a sadness grip his heart. The thought of Rin's death hurt him. He realized he did not want her to die, and began cursing her mortal blood. His attention snapped back to Rin when he noticed movement. To anyone with out demonic vision it would have appeared as just a shadow, but Sesshomaru knew better. He recognized it as one of his youkai servants. Then he noticed it, in the wind. It was Rin's scent, and she was entering her fertile cycle. He hadn't noticed it before, he supposed because he was so lost in his thoughts. He watched as the youkai crept closer. Sesshomaru's blood boiled hot when he realized he was stalking Rin. In a flash, Sesshomaru leapt from his balcony to the tree where his servant was hiding behind. The youkai nearly jumped out of his skin. Sesshomaru never hesitated as he sliced his head off with his bear hands.

"Who's there?" Rin asked, startled by the sound of the youkai's body as it hit the ground.

Sesshomaru walked out from behind the tree, calm as ever. Rin smiled as she saw him.

"I see you're enjoying this wonderful night as well."

Sesshomaru nodded. Rin smiled as she patted the ground next to her, encouraging him to sit. Sesshomaru didn't know if he dared to come closer. He scent was too alluring. If he lost himself in it there was no doubt he'd make her his that night. She accepted the fact he wouldn't sit as she turned her gaze back toward the moon.

"It's beautiful." She said appreciatively.

"Yes."

They remained there in silence as Sesshomaru took in her scent. He closed his eyes and felt himself grow excited as he inhaled her pheromones. He began shaking as he attempted to keep control, his adrenaline pumping through his body. He had to do something; either give in to his desires or escape. He decided to leave. It was the better choice, but before he could walk away he felt Rin take his hand. Shit.

"Sesshomaru, you're quivering. Are you all right?"

"No."

"What's wrong?"

She was so close, and he needed to escape. Her scent was driving him over the brink.

"Your hand. . ." He said, using great care to control his voice.

Rin moved her hand. It had been many years since Sesshomaru had asked her not to touch him. She wondered what she could have done to upset him. Sesshomaru began to stride away, but Rin cut him off.

"Sesshomaru-sama. Please tell me what's wrong. What have I done to upset you?"

Sesshomaru mental cursed as she cut him off. He could not escape with out pushing her out of the way and literally running. He was losing his control. She was too enticing.

"Rin. . . nothing. You've done nothing." He said, trying to pass by her.

Again, she stepped in front of him.

"Something is wrong. You're acting so odd. Please tell me it's not your health." She said, sounding quite worried.

Sesshomaru felt his resolve bend and break He would ease both of their strain and give in to his desires. He smiled, an almost predatory smile.

"I will show you, then," He said as he swept her up in his arms.

Rin squeaked as he lifted her in his arms and pressed her against his chest. He began walking back to his castle, but stopped below his balcony. With out effort, he leapt onto his 4th story balcony. He carried Rin just inside the elegant doors before setting her on her feet. He turned gracefully and closed the doors, pulling the shade for privacy.

He looked back at Rin, her eyes looking at him questioningly. He was intoxicated in her scent as he walked over to her once more. He slid his arms around her slender waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. A deep moan escaped him, vibrating with bass. He could smell a rush of pheromones and realized she was becoming aroused. He struggled with his voice.

"Rin. . ." He lifted his head to look at her. "I want to. . . to make you mine." He said, his voice hoarse with desire.

He could feel Rin tremble as another wave of pheromones hit him. She was radiating with yearning and her body was ready, screaming at him to fulfill her. He desperately wanted to complete her. He had to know she wanted this while he still had enough will power to run away. If she didn't want it, he would have to literally run before he took her against her will. Rin smiled at him.

"I want that, too. I've wanted it for so long." She said, pressing her body against his. "Make me yours."