The Lessons
AN: Ok yeah, I lied there will be some more sexual content in this fic. I just couldn't help myself. Well I hope you like. And I don't own Inuyasha or Shessoumaru (even though I want to) if you want a real diclaimer go to the frist chapter.
I awoke with a start. I was enveloped in absolute darkness. Where was I? How did I get here? Suddenly I was aware of shallow breathing nearby. I tried to sit up and discovered I was in a very small, enclosed space. I began to panic.
"Shh, Cherie, I am here." A voice whispered in my ear.
My beautiful, mysterious lover. The rapid pounding of my heart slowed as I was comforted by his presence. I calmly began to mentally explore my surroundings.
I was lying on my back with my lover lying on his side to my left. There was a satiny fabric all around me. I could feel gathers and satin-covered buttons with my fingertips. A coffin. I was in a coffin. My heart began to pound painfully against my ribs once more.
"Don't be frightened. I will explain everything in time." my lover softly assured me, "But for now you must sleep." I turned and buried my face in his chest. His hand moved up my back to stroke my hair as he placed a tender kiss on the top of my head. His musky scent was like a silent lullaby luring me back to sleep.
Inuyasha
The name flitted through my half-conscious mind. And, as I finally joined my lover in his slumber, I knew the name belonged to him.
I awoke again some hours later, this time in agony. My stomach was on fire, my skin so sensitive the satin I lay on felt like sandpaper. Inuyasha, who had already risen, was instantly at my side.
What's happening?
I asked, though my lips never moved.
"It's the hunger." he replied, smoothing the hair away from my damp brow, "It's terrible at first, but I promise it won't always be this way." He bit into his wrist, drawing blood, and offered it to me.
"Drink." he coaxed.
The pain that ravaged my body would let me consider nothing else. I brought his wrist to my mouth with both hands as I sat up in the coffin. The pain subsided almost instantly. I stared up into his beautiful face as I drank the sweet nectar that flowed past my lips.
Inuyasha closed his eyes, an expression of rapture crossing his perfect features. Gently he pulled his wrist away and bent to kiss me. The thought of our tongues slick with his blood excited me, I wanted him more than anything else at that moment. Reluctantly he broke our passionate embrace.
"Later." he promised, "First we must find you some food. What I gave you will not last long." Food. Hearing it called that forced the reality upon me. I was now one of the undead....a vampire. "My dear Kagome, it is not so bad." Inuyasha said, taking my hand as I stepped from the coffin.
"No more will you be at the mercy of others or want for anything." he led me through a set of doors onto a balcony as he spoke, "The limitations of mortals are no longer yours."
He slipped his hand from mine and wrapped his arm around my waist. Suddenly we were hovering far above the balcony. The cool night air tore at our clothes, yet I felt no chill. I clung to Inuyasha, the sight of the balcony so small below us making me dizzy. But instead of pulling me close to lay my fears to rest, he let me go.
I began to plummet towards the earth and certain death. I called out to my lover but he did not save me.
"Concentrate!" he yelled from above me.
Concentrate? On what? I thought about not falling, and my descent abruptly stopped. I thought about joining Inuyasha, and I began to rise towards him. When I reached him he was smiling. I slapped him across the face.
"So fiesty! You're going to make a wonderful vampire!" he laughed.
"You could have killed me!" I screamed, my fear turning to rage.
"If I had wanted to kill you my love, I would have done so last night." he reminded me, pulling me close, "I will let nothing happen to you as long as you are with me."
"And if I choose to leave?" I challenged.
"Then you may do so at any time." he replied, pulling me so close I could feel his desire for me, "Is that what you want?"
I shook my head and gave in to the urge to kiss his mouth that waited, moist and soft, near mine. My rage dissolved into lust.
Again, Inuyasha was the first to break our embrace. The tortured look in his eyes said he would not be able to do so a third time.
"You must feed soon, and I know the perfect place for your first kill." he said, and we started to journey across the countryside.
We did not fly with capes or arms outstretched in front of us, we simply thought about moving towards or away from someplace and we did. And though Inuyasha had told me to concentrate, it actually took very little concentration.
When we reached our destination, I refused to leave the safety of the sky.
"I can't go back there." I whispered, fearful of being heard even at our great height.
"You have nothing to fear, you're no longer a slave. You are the one in control now." Inuyasha replied, pulling me along with him to the ground.
We approached the castle from the stables, the last place I had been as a mortal. The slaves didn't seem to notice us, though we made no attempt to conceal ourselves. Then we came upon a soldier.
Inuyasha bared his fangs and hissed as he grabbed the startled man by his hair, roughly pulling his head back. A strangled gurgle was the only sound the man could make as Inuyasha buried his fangs deep into his throat. I watched with a mixture of horror and fascination, my mouth watering as my stomach began to cramp again.
"Always stop before the heart stops." Inuyasha warned me, his teeth and tongue scarlet from his feast, "Or death will try to claim you too." He released the soldier's body and it crumbled to the ground.
I looked down at the lifeless body and imagined another in it's place.
"Perfect!" Inuyasha said, reading my thoughts with ease once again, "The mistress of the castle, how wicked of you!" his blue eyes shone with excitement.
Kikyou, English by birth, had married the Marquis five years earlier and in that time had made my life a living hell. It was time for my revenge.
We hovered outside the window to her room, stalking our prey. She was sitting at a small table brushing her long, dark hair as she admired her reflection in the large mirror set before her.
Startled, she leapt to her feet when we entered, upsetting the small stool she had been perched upon.
"Kagome!" she screeched in her shrill, aristocratic voice, "You should have never returned. I'll have you severely punished for running off!"
Her eyes grew cold as she warmed to the idea of my suffering. "I'll have you whipped until you can't walk. And when you finally heal, I'll have you whipped again." a cold, cruel smile spread across her face.
Inuyasha tensed, a low growl rumbling deep in his throat.
"She's mine." I said, and grabbed her by the front of her throat, lifting her up off the floor.
The smugness on her face was consumed by sheer terror. I could actually hear her heart racing. I threw her across the room, her body slid down the stone wall in a broken heap but she was still alive.
I smiled, revealing my fangs, as I approached her she started to pray.
"That won't help you now." I said, somehow knowing I was right.
Kikyou tried to drag herself along the floor to the door. I laughed at her futile efforts and bent close to her face.
"I'm in control now." I quoted Inuyasha, "How does it feel?" I savagely bit into her pampered flesh.
She clawed at my back and head as I eagerly drained the life from her body. I could feel her life flowing through my veins, giving back all she had ever taken from me. Then the hands I felt at my back were gentle, but insistent.
"You mustn't let the heart stop." Inuyasha reminded me. I looked around me. Everything seemed so much sharper, even in the darkest corners of the room. I looked down at the body I still clutched to me.
"Let's go." I whispered, confused, my rage disappearing.
"Not yet." Inuyasha said, indicating the closet full of beautiful gowns.
I ran my hand over the servant's rags I still wore.
"You are a lady now, you must dress like one." Inuyasha teased.
***
I stood staring at my reflection, not really noticing the green and black taffeta gown I now wore. It was cut low with the bodice laced tightly up the front, and flared out at the hips to a long, full skirt with several
ruffles of black lace at the edges. My hair was now piled on top of my
head, soft ringlets framing my face. A black velvet choker adorned my
otherwise exposed neck.
Inuyasha came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I thought it was impossible for me to want you any more than I did last night, but I was wrong." he murmured in my ear, lightly running his tongue along the outside of it.
"Cherie, it isn't always like it was tonight." he said to my reflection, knowing why I was so distracted, "You don't have to kill your victims, they never even have to know what happened if you don't want them to. Remember when I fed from you?"
Indeed I did, and a surge of pleasure ran through me as the memory replayed itself in my mind.
It can be like that always." Inuyasha whispered huskily as he kissed my neck.
His hands slid up from my waist to cup my breasts. I leaned back against him, not breaking our eye contact in the mirror as his deft fingers began to unlace the front of my gown. I felt his need for me intensify when my bodice fell open.
He continued to caress me as he kissed my neck and shoulders. Then he turned me around to face him, as his kisses traveled to my breasts. His tongue teased one rosy center to a peak before moving to the next. "Inuyasha." desire forced his name through my lips. Lips that he soon claimed for his own in a hungry kiss. He pushed my gown over my hips and it fell to the floor. The fabric of his clothes against my nakedness excited me even more.
Inuyasha picked my up and carried me to the coffin, placing me on it's satiny interior. He gazed at me for a moment before undressing and taking me into his arms once again. I ran my hand down the taunt smoothness of his stomach to caress him.
He rolled over onto his back so that I lay on top of him. His hands guided my hips as I sat up and slowly began to move against him. I rested my hands on his, our bodies soon moving together as one.
Finally I collapsed on top of him, my face buried in the curve of his neck. He held me tightly, as if he were afraid I would leave. An unnecessary fear, for I had no desire to leave. We turned on our sides facing each other, legs entwined, and once again I fell asleep in Inuyasha's embrace.
An: Ok yeah like I said before hope you enjoyed and don't forget to review.
AN: Ok yeah, I lied there will be some more sexual content in this fic. I just couldn't help myself. Well I hope you like. And I don't own Inuyasha or Shessoumaru (even though I want to) if you want a real diclaimer go to the frist chapter.
I awoke with a start. I was enveloped in absolute darkness. Where was I? How did I get here? Suddenly I was aware of shallow breathing nearby. I tried to sit up and discovered I was in a very small, enclosed space. I began to panic.
"Shh, Cherie, I am here." A voice whispered in my ear.
My beautiful, mysterious lover. The rapid pounding of my heart slowed as I was comforted by his presence. I calmly began to mentally explore my surroundings.
I was lying on my back with my lover lying on his side to my left. There was a satiny fabric all around me. I could feel gathers and satin-covered buttons with my fingertips. A coffin. I was in a coffin. My heart began to pound painfully against my ribs once more.
"Don't be frightened. I will explain everything in time." my lover softly assured me, "But for now you must sleep." I turned and buried my face in his chest. His hand moved up my back to stroke my hair as he placed a tender kiss on the top of my head. His musky scent was like a silent lullaby luring me back to sleep.
Inuyasha
The name flitted through my half-conscious mind. And, as I finally joined my lover in his slumber, I knew the name belonged to him.
I awoke again some hours later, this time in agony. My stomach was on fire, my skin so sensitive the satin I lay on felt like sandpaper. Inuyasha, who had already risen, was instantly at my side.
What's happening?
I asked, though my lips never moved.
"It's the hunger." he replied, smoothing the hair away from my damp brow, "It's terrible at first, but I promise it won't always be this way." He bit into his wrist, drawing blood, and offered it to me.
"Drink." he coaxed.
The pain that ravaged my body would let me consider nothing else. I brought his wrist to my mouth with both hands as I sat up in the coffin. The pain subsided almost instantly. I stared up into his beautiful face as I drank the sweet nectar that flowed past my lips.
Inuyasha closed his eyes, an expression of rapture crossing his perfect features. Gently he pulled his wrist away and bent to kiss me. The thought of our tongues slick with his blood excited me, I wanted him more than anything else at that moment. Reluctantly he broke our passionate embrace.
"Later." he promised, "First we must find you some food. What I gave you will not last long." Food. Hearing it called that forced the reality upon me. I was now one of the undead....a vampire. "My dear Kagome, it is not so bad." Inuyasha said, taking my hand as I stepped from the coffin.
"No more will you be at the mercy of others or want for anything." he led me through a set of doors onto a balcony as he spoke, "The limitations of mortals are no longer yours."
He slipped his hand from mine and wrapped his arm around my waist. Suddenly we were hovering far above the balcony. The cool night air tore at our clothes, yet I felt no chill. I clung to Inuyasha, the sight of the balcony so small below us making me dizzy. But instead of pulling me close to lay my fears to rest, he let me go.
I began to plummet towards the earth and certain death. I called out to my lover but he did not save me.
"Concentrate!" he yelled from above me.
Concentrate? On what? I thought about not falling, and my descent abruptly stopped. I thought about joining Inuyasha, and I began to rise towards him. When I reached him he was smiling. I slapped him across the face.
"So fiesty! You're going to make a wonderful vampire!" he laughed.
"You could have killed me!" I screamed, my fear turning to rage.
"If I had wanted to kill you my love, I would have done so last night." he reminded me, pulling me close, "I will let nothing happen to you as long as you are with me."
"And if I choose to leave?" I challenged.
"Then you may do so at any time." he replied, pulling me so close I could feel his desire for me, "Is that what you want?"
I shook my head and gave in to the urge to kiss his mouth that waited, moist and soft, near mine. My rage dissolved into lust.
Again, Inuyasha was the first to break our embrace. The tortured look in his eyes said he would not be able to do so a third time.
"You must feed soon, and I know the perfect place for your first kill." he said, and we started to journey across the countryside.
We did not fly with capes or arms outstretched in front of us, we simply thought about moving towards or away from someplace and we did. And though Inuyasha had told me to concentrate, it actually took very little concentration.
When we reached our destination, I refused to leave the safety of the sky.
"I can't go back there." I whispered, fearful of being heard even at our great height.
"You have nothing to fear, you're no longer a slave. You are the one in control now." Inuyasha replied, pulling me along with him to the ground.
We approached the castle from the stables, the last place I had been as a mortal. The slaves didn't seem to notice us, though we made no attempt to conceal ourselves. Then we came upon a soldier.
Inuyasha bared his fangs and hissed as he grabbed the startled man by his hair, roughly pulling his head back. A strangled gurgle was the only sound the man could make as Inuyasha buried his fangs deep into his throat. I watched with a mixture of horror and fascination, my mouth watering as my stomach began to cramp again.
"Always stop before the heart stops." Inuyasha warned me, his teeth and tongue scarlet from his feast, "Or death will try to claim you too." He released the soldier's body and it crumbled to the ground.
I looked down at the lifeless body and imagined another in it's place.
"Perfect!" Inuyasha said, reading my thoughts with ease once again, "The mistress of the castle, how wicked of you!" his blue eyes shone with excitement.
Kikyou, English by birth, had married the Marquis five years earlier and in that time had made my life a living hell. It was time for my revenge.
We hovered outside the window to her room, stalking our prey. She was sitting at a small table brushing her long, dark hair as she admired her reflection in the large mirror set before her.
Startled, she leapt to her feet when we entered, upsetting the small stool she had been perched upon.
"Kagome!" she screeched in her shrill, aristocratic voice, "You should have never returned. I'll have you severely punished for running off!"
Her eyes grew cold as she warmed to the idea of my suffering. "I'll have you whipped until you can't walk. And when you finally heal, I'll have you whipped again." a cold, cruel smile spread across her face.
Inuyasha tensed, a low growl rumbling deep in his throat.
"She's mine." I said, and grabbed her by the front of her throat, lifting her up off the floor.
The smugness on her face was consumed by sheer terror. I could actually hear her heart racing. I threw her across the room, her body slid down the stone wall in a broken heap but she was still alive.
I smiled, revealing my fangs, as I approached her she started to pray.
"That won't help you now." I said, somehow knowing I was right.
Kikyou tried to drag herself along the floor to the door. I laughed at her futile efforts and bent close to her face.
"I'm in control now." I quoted Inuyasha, "How does it feel?" I savagely bit into her pampered flesh.
She clawed at my back and head as I eagerly drained the life from her body. I could feel her life flowing through my veins, giving back all she had ever taken from me. Then the hands I felt at my back were gentle, but insistent.
"You mustn't let the heart stop." Inuyasha reminded me. I looked around me. Everything seemed so much sharper, even in the darkest corners of the room. I looked down at the body I still clutched to me.
"Let's go." I whispered, confused, my rage disappearing.
"Not yet." Inuyasha said, indicating the closet full of beautiful gowns.
I ran my hand over the servant's rags I still wore.
"You are a lady now, you must dress like one." Inuyasha teased.
***
I stood staring at my reflection, not really noticing the green and black taffeta gown I now wore. It was cut low with the bodice laced tightly up the front, and flared out at the hips to a long, full skirt with several
ruffles of black lace at the edges. My hair was now piled on top of my
head, soft ringlets framing my face. A black velvet choker adorned my
otherwise exposed neck.
Inuyasha came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I thought it was impossible for me to want you any more than I did last night, but I was wrong." he murmured in my ear, lightly running his tongue along the outside of it.
"Cherie, it isn't always like it was tonight." he said to my reflection, knowing why I was so distracted, "You don't have to kill your victims, they never even have to know what happened if you don't want them to. Remember when I fed from you?"
Indeed I did, and a surge of pleasure ran through me as the memory replayed itself in my mind.
It can be like that always." Inuyasha whispered huskily as he kissed my neck.
His hands slid up from my waist to cup my breasts. I leaned back against him, not breaking our eye contact in the mirror as his deft fingers began to unlace the front of my gown. I felt his need for me intensify when my bodice fell open.
He continued to caress me as he kissed my neck and shoulders. Then he turned me around to face him, as his kisses traveled to my breasts. His tongue teased one rosy center to a peak before moving to the next. "Inuyasha." desire forced his name through my lips. Lips that he soon claimed for his own in a hungry kiss. He pushed my gown over my hips and it fell to the floor. The fabric of his clothes against my nakedness excited me even more.
Inuyasha picked my up and carried me to the coffin, placing me on it's satiny interior. He gazed at me for a moment before undressing and taking me into his arms once again. I ran my hand down the taunt smoothness of his stomach to caress him.
He rolled over onto his back so that I lay on top of him. His hands guided my hips as I sat up and slowly began to move against him. I rested my hands on his, our bodies soon moving together as one.
Finally I collapsed on top of him, my face buried in the curve of his neck. He held me tightly, as if he were afraid I would leave. An unnecessary fear, for I had no desire to leave. We turned on our sides facing each other, legs entwined, and once again I fell asleep in Inuyasha's embrace.
An: Ok yeah like I said before hope you enjoyed and don't forget to review.