Inu Yasha no Yume
Chapter 20 – Wet Clothes
A.k.a. The Author's Gonna Get in Trouble
*Author's Note –
I could very easily get in trouble for this chapter. I may have to move the rest of this story to www.adultfanfiction.net but we'll see. I do apologize, I was just in a really...odd mood when I wrote this...or maybe I'm not sorry...*
Suddenly, she caught his scent and felt his presence approaching. He was aroused, she could tell by the scent signal he was giving off and that smell made her heart pound and her blood heat. She turned and saw he was standing directly behind her.
The lust clung to him like fog as thick as water. "You're wet," He indicated her dress and the blanket she held.
Yume looked down and saw how the cold was affecting her breasts. She blushed slightly and nodded. "I fell in the stream when I had a vision about Rin," She shifted her weight nervously at his eminent arousal and her own.
"Hmmm..." HE stepped closer, bringing his chest in contact with her breasts, stiffening her nipples.
His hands slipped through the slits of her dress and groped her bottom, pulling her against him. She could feel him through their clothes and a moan escaped her throat. She wrapped her arms around his waist and hooked one of her legs around his. She was panting with wanton passion as he pressed his mouth to hers, letting his tongue explore and run across the backs of her teeth.
Desperate, pleading noises escaped Yume's throat as Sesshoumaru pressed her against a tree like he had done the night before. He used his own leg to further the spread hers, giving him full access to her. Passionately, Yume wrapped her off leg around him, pulling him closer to her, so she could feel how he wanted her.
Her heart kept skipping beats as Sesshoumaru probed her, stimulating her lust to new heights. She pressed her own hands down his hakama. Even though there was hardly space between them, she took him in her hand and squeezed firmly, pulsing against him as though he was in her. His own throat let small, begging noises escape it as she used her other hand to untie the sash holding up his hakama.
"I want you," She panted, "inside of me."
He pulled back only a second, to move her skirt away and push her onto the sweet-smelling, cool grass. His armor was previously removed and the rest of his cloths came away easily, as did her own. He came into her, nearly stealing her breath and making her gasp at the same moment.
((O))
Even if she had taken off her wet dress, her inner thighs were soaked. She had to find another water source to rinse out her dusty tea dress and wash herself off. Sesshoumaru didn't seem to need to wash his clothes, even is white got dirtier faster; he still went with her to the little pond. She splashed in and rinsed off her dress, tossing it on an overhanging tree branch once she had done so. Sesshoumaru obliged her with his touch, rubbing down her thighs and inside her. This didn't help any wand she was sweating and panting again. He explored her with his clawed fingers, which didn't hurt, nor cut her in the slightest, but heightened her pleasure. She reached behind and performed the same service for him. She flipped around and re-wrapped her legs around his waist again, submitting to his persistence. Even thought the water was chilly, their flesh was aflame with lust. The two Youkai laid up on the bank of the pond, intertwined in each other. At this rate, they would never get back to the fire; not that either was too terribly concerned about getting back at the moment.
Chapter 20 – Wet Clothes
A.k.a. The Author's Gonna Get in Trouble
*Author's Note –
I could very easily get in trouble for this chapter. I may have to move the rest of this story to www.adultfanfiction.net but we'll see. I do apologize, I was just in a really...odd mood when I wrote this...or maybe I'm not sorry...*
Suddenly, she caught his scent and felt his presence approaching. He was aroused, she could tell by the scent signal he was giving off and that smell made her heart pound and her blood heat. She turned and saw he was standing directly behind her.
The lust clung to him like fog as thick as water. "You're wet," He indicated her dress and the blanket she held.
Yume looked down and saw how the cold was affecting her breasts. She blushed slightly and nodded. "I fell in the stream when I had a vision about Rin," She shifted her weight nervously at his eminent arousal and her own.
"Hmmm..." HE stepped closer, bringing his chest in contact with her breasts, stiffening her nipples.
His hands slipped through the slits of her dress and groped her bottom, pulling her against him. She could feel him through their clothes and a moan escaped her throat. She wrapped her arms around his waist and hooked one of her legs around his. She was panting with wanton passion as he pressed his mouth to hers, letting his tongue explore and run across the backs of her teeth.
Desperate, pleading noises escaped Yume's throat as Sesshoumaru pressed her against a tree like he had done the night before. He used his own leg to further the spread hers, giving him full access to her. Passionately, Yume wrapped her off leg around him, pulling him closer to her, so she could feel how he wanted her.
Her heart kept skipping beats as Sesshoumaru probed her, stimulating her lust to new heights. She pressed her own hands down his hakama. Even though there was hardly space between them, she took him in her hand and squeezed firmly, pulsing against him as though he was in her. His own throat let small, begging noises escape it as she used her other hand to untie the sash holding up his hakama.
"I want you," She panted, "inside of me."
He pulled back only a second, to move her skirt away and push her onto the sweet-smelling, cool grass. His armor was previously removed and the rest of his cloths came away easily, as did her own. He came into her, nearly stealing her breath and making her gasp at the same moment.
((O))
Even if she had taken off her wet dress, her inner thighs were soaked. She had to find another water source to rinse out her dusty tea dress and wash herself off. Sesshoumaru didn't seem to need to wash his clothes, even is white got dirtier faster; he still went with her to the little pond. She splashed in and rinsed off her dress, tossing it on an overhanging tree branch once she had done so. Sesshoumaru obliged her with his touch, rubbing down her thighs and inside her. This didn't help any wand she was sweating and panting again. He explored her with his clawed fingers, which didn't hurt, nor cut her in the slightest, but heightened her pleasure. She reached behind and performed the same service for him. She flipped around and re-wrapped her legs around his waist again, submitting to his persistence. Even thought the water was chilly, their flesh was aflame with lust. The two Youkai laid up on the bank of the pond, intertwined in each other. At this rate, they would never get back to the fire; not that either was too terribly concerned about getting back at the moment.
