Hey all…I am liking this chapter a lot, writing lemons is always fun; I hope u enjoy it. I will probably be getting back to Past as well. I kind of ran out of inspiration since it wasn't getting a lot of love but I am writing the next chapter..
Spells
Only in my fantasy: Chapter 6
'Ugh….I am dead…..' Kagome awoke suddenly from her unconsciousness her heart beating heavily in her ears. 'Naraku!' Her mind was still racing in surprise at seeing his form emerge from the nothingness of smog… the cold terror was oddly strong…..but she couldn't remember what would make her so afraid. She practically trembled from mere memory. While racking her brain for answers she tried to move, her whole body throbbed painfully from…..from….'What happened to me….?' But she -to add to her troubles- was restrained.
'Where am I? What's going on?' She looked up, her eyes shining eerily in the light. Silk –which stretched her upper body out uncomfortably- was wrapped around her wrists tightly and more loosely shackled about her ankles. Pulling softly at the bindings she felt her clothes clutch her body in an uncomfortable death grip, that wasn't her school uniform. She glared at the so-called clothing wrapped around her chest in surprise.
'What am I wearing! I look like…..like some kind of…." Images of women with death heels and minis in grimy city backdrops came to mind…. 'It isn't important…I have to figure this out…' she pressed the fashion crisis down, with the slight comfort and trouble that no one else was there ….at least not that she could see. Goosebumps started to rise on her flesh as cool air blew from the outside.
Curiosity and worry tickled her mind, 'Naraku must have taken me…but where…. How long have I been out? I could be anywhere right now…' She exhaled deeply trying to calm herself. 'I have to get free first… I have to get back to Inuyasha and the others…'
Yanking on her ties, Kagome tried to pull out of the ridiculous bonds. For something as thin as silk they held tightly-clinging to her like a second skin. "You won't get out of those things sweet-heart." said a cool voice from behind her.
"Who is there?" She said turning her head as far as possible for a glimpse at her visitor…
A demoness sauntered around the restrained girl so that Kagome could see her easily. Her eyes were strikingly orange, her hair long and black, pretty normal in comparison to some of the demons she had seen but somehow she looked kind of…. Off, just weird somehow; Kagome got a bad feeling from looking at her.
The thin cloth hung too low on her hips and her top was unpleasantly deep-cut. She attempted to pull away from the stranger only to be reminded of her stupid shackles. Kagome tore her eyes away from the demoness-turning her head to the side, suddenly something she hadn't seen before caught her attention, looking closely at the shining cloth that bound her with disgust and narrowed her eyes at their odd glow. She had seen that kind of shine before…
The demoness confirmed her suspicions as she continued, "Spells like those are professionally done." But honestly -being imprisoned in some foreign room separated by who knew how many miles from her friends with a strange demoness before her-Kagome didn't care about the irrelevant cloth, "Where am I? What's going on? Who are you?" She blurted out suddenly.
"Sorry sweet heart, can't answer any questions…I've only got one job here." She smiled as she approached Kagome. The young girl gulped down unsaid questions and fear as she watched the demoness fiddle with something just hidden from her prying blue eyes. 'What is she going to do to me?' "Not too often we get a miko… You'll bring in a nice crowd."
'For What?' Before the question came out she was cut off….she flinched away from a hit as the demoness turned, one clawed hand raised slightly. "Hahhahaha," She laughed condescendingly, "You need to have more fire than that sugar," Silently relieved but angry at her insult, Kagome gave a stinging glare; but was much too desperate for answers to do anything that would interfere with the woman talking… "And they were all so worried about you. Spells, guards and all that ruckus…." Without warning she smeared a silky cream onto Kagome's bared stomach, she gasped at the warm, intruding fingers and pulled away.
"Relax sweetheart, has to be done. You have to be ready for your first appearance…" Kagome opened her mouth again and yanked herself away, demanding answers, but once again the demoness cut her off, "I would rather not knock you out again…But I need my quiet." Kagome's lips closed at the thought of a very real and painful smack to her throbbing body.
She worked the lotion into her belly and down to her hip smoothed it down her long legs. Kagome breathed heavily in the awkward silence as the other female's fingers flicked back up her inner thighs. Having another female touch her like that was slightly nauseating… 'Don't look at her, just think of something else….' her blue eyes couldn't resist the urge to glance at the demoness as she paused to dip her hand back into the glistening cream, the smirk and orange eyes frightened the miko as she saw a sick lingering pleasure. Giving a silent whimper of disgust and longing to be the hell out of there she clenched her eyes shut. 'Just think of something else…..'
Kagome exhaled in relief as the demoness finished with a final rub across her collarbone. "Hahaha, now look at you sweetheart! You'll have them all over you!" 'Who?' Kagome wondered curiously, by her tone it didn't seem like a good thing. One final touch." She pulled out a brush and drew black stripes on each of her cheeks; stepping back a moment to admire her precise and skilled work. 'What? Why would she……'A sudden memory popped into her head… A demon lord's cold face flickered behind her lids. 'Demon markings….?'
"Don't seem like much…. But this is enough to convince others…at least until you have changed. Since your scent still isn't right." She took a step forward -making the girl gulp awkwardly- and drew one hand to the miko's waist, "I look forward to seeing you again sweetheart." She whispered into her ear, Kagome completely terrified by the demoness felt her startled mind blank.
Regaining coherent words she cried out in desperation, "What?" Kagome started with surprise but she was gone…. "What are you talking about?" She whispered to herself. Turning about, the young miko just leaned her head back in exhaustion…This was too much. She shut her eyes against the foreign room and damn demons that always seemed to be against her.
The shards weren't what he expected. The moment the demon touched the cool crystal shards he cursed his own mistake. Sesshoumaru roared as he felt burning heat soar through his finger tips into his veins. 'Corruption!' His mind labeled the pain as he attempted to create a solution. He couldn't stand this for long… For a moment he was stone still….resisting the corrupted shards call.
But struggle was useless, soon he was panting heavily, his eyes bleeding red as he turned and his whole world spun out of control. Jaken was nothing but a whimpering blur. Ignoring the lump of annoying toad, the demon lord struggled to retake control but was unable to drop the crystal to the ground as his hand was hopelessly clenched; what worried him was his steel grip should have ground the cursed thing into dust, but this magic was too powerful for even he…. Where was it getting this newly acquired power?
He pulled on his demon power for strength but his inner dog was not his partner in fighting the surges of energy. It thrashed against his control as well, completely seduced by the throbbing, swirling dark power and the supreme superiority it promised. He roared again, his mind reprimanding the traitor that was his own lust for power. Blood dripped in a haunting image down his fist from where his claws dug into his own skin as muscles twitched from the internal struggle.
'I am lord Sesshoumaru….I refuse to be a tool for this pathetic object…..' He thought with determination dropping to his knees, splashing in the pool of blood from his own clenched hand. Blood rushed to his head as his inner demon gained control… Suddenly the world blurred and seemed to disintegrate into darkness….
(AN. All right, its about time I busted out a lemon… I will be switching POV a bit too so Sorry for any confusion.)
Sesshoumaru's red eyes glittered in pleasure as he saw his newest trinket restrained and practically bare before him. It was just him and her in the giant room; he could smell no other males to intrude upon him. His mind growled at his animalistic lust, demanding control. Lord Sesshoumaru lay locked just beyond the barrier to consciousness and could feel that something was wrong with his surroundings but he couldn't find out what from his submission.
His demon was only interested in the wench….everything else was irrelevant. The red eyes swirled with turmoil as he slowly looked over the helpless human woman before him. Whimpering slightly at the thought of giving up such an opportunity and not caring about the silent threat that lingered in the situation the demon refused the suppressed mind dominance. Not yet.
Sesshoumaru roared again as his form approached the unconscious miko. His predator sense awakening as his eyes flew from the pulse of her veins to the breath that raised her chest and fled through her barely parted lips. He could hear the silk rustle against her skin as he grabbed her hips, the long fingers circling round her small form easily. Ignoring Lord Sesshoumaru's continued demands the demon drew one hand up to her chin tilting her face so that he could see her better.
As he leaned in to taste her, Sesshoumaru decided that he had enough, he thrashed against his demons control and this time succeeded. Blinking his light red eyes he released the wench like she was on fire. Consciousness was once again his and instantly he knew what was wrong; 'I have been bewitched' He assumed with slight disgust.
It was easy to identify his imprisonment. Quite simply, his demon senses couldn't detect anything from outside the room; no smell, no sound. A more complex spell would replicate a great area therefore making a more realistic illusion; but not this one. It was pathetically simple.
'What fool cast such a poorly crafted spell upon me, replicating only one room in the attempt of tricking I, the mighty Lord Sesshoumaru.? It's almost insulting… What purpose does this mockery represent?' His mind cleared and thought process returned as demon blood fully regressed.
'Naraku….He is the cause of this. He shall die a painful death for this insult, the disgusting half demon.' He turned about and inspected the room… How was it familiar…He felt like he had been here before. He blew the insignificant feeling off. 'I Sesshoumaru simply need to free myself of this…'
His demon suddenly slammed against his control again. Sesshoumaru's eyes widened in foreign surprise as his dominance almost fell to the onslaught…Why was his control so weak? His eyes bled red once more; he was suddenly very aware of the female's heat burning into his side. He turned to face her, looking Kagome down with arrogant criticism. She wasn't that special; her body didn't compare to many that he had already had his way with. She was but a child still- he could feel the unnatural purity of her aura- despite her body's development. What was such an odd creature doing here?
Despite his insulting thoughts, he felt his hand move before he could stop his heated and animalistic urge. He growled softly as grasped her delicate chin once more. Her head limp in his strong claws. He could feel his demon growl with lust, demanding to take the wench.
Turmoil nicked at him with this difficult problem. Why? Why did his inner demon lust for a human? Never had it done so …. He had thought it irrelevant earlier but that was before such an opportunity had reared its ugly head. Now he had the barely clothed wench before him in nothing but an illusion. Her pathetic weak body begging to be taken and his demon begging to take her.
Why not? Why should he deny himself satisfaction just because of her weakness? It rung loud and clear in his mind. Why shouldn't he satisfy his demon because of her mortality? He was not foolish enough to mark her as his, much like his father had done before. Not that it would matter….it was but a spell. But it was the principle of the thing.
He was very tempted….. His mind continued with the excuses…His demon's howl coming at him from its submission. It was all pounding heavily in his mind, wearing on his control… He could take her and wouldn't be lowering himself; since this was nothing but an illusion. It wasn't her flesh he felt against his claws. 'It is dishonorable to mate with a weak human wench…' He tried to convince himself however, his restraint was quickly falling.
But she smelled so good….He lowered himself to her neck and inhaled deeply, her dark black hair flowed into his face. She smelled of sweet holy power and innocence; he breathed in again and was slightly surprised. Her flesh didn't reek of mortality or human rot. But then again she was full of surprises, images of her pink arrows and their damage to his person caused anger to flare, and yet he wanted to take her even more as he remembered it all. He wondered how long it would take for one with her flame to yield to his dominance….it would be most interesting.
Her headstrong unyielding attitude and disrespectful way of addressing him, a male and a lord was unheard of in this time. She was the only female to ever do so. 'Did she not realize that I, Sesshoumaru choose to spare her pitiful life? I could have slaughtered her with ease…' The recollections were too clear to be the distant memories that they were. She should learn her place as a woman and a human. Or he could force it upon her...and he would do it happily. That prospect was particularly enticing.
He pulled her soft body closer to him. Something else was inside her….his aura could sense it pulsing inside of her powerfully…of course, her annoying miko energy. He smirked at her, she was a truly powerful miko after all. All demons' only true weakness. She should be able to purify him, the mighty Lord Sesshoumaru, with a simple touch and she could do nothing about his presence as he was about to take the young girl. Indeed he was attracted to the idea of taking one so full of the miko power forbidden to his kind.
'Enough,' He told himself coming to a quick decision. This mental debate was only feeding his fire….It was a simple yes or no. He looked her down again, his eyes picking up her generous curves and moist lips. Her innocence seemed to sting his nose annoyingly. He could see the well-toned muscles from shooting her bow pull tight in her arms as she shifted against his disturbance; how many strong demons had she, a female brought down with her damned arrows? It brought him to an abrupt decision.
'Foolish wench…I, Sesshoumaru shall teach you your place….' He smirked arrogantly, he would satisfy his demon lust for the woman now; denying his own want would be pathetic and ignorant. It was his right to take whatever woman he desired, he was lord Sesshoumaru.
However he didn't like the idea of fucking her while she slept. He retained all of his inner-pride though he was going to fuck this restrained human miko; but fucking a sleeping and tied up and human woman seemed dishonorable… But he got over the simple problem easily…she would awake sooner or later…until then…..
He kissed her lips aggressively, taking advantage of her complacent slumber, but before he could deepen the kiss he heard her sharp intake of breath. 'She is a light sleeper… This is quite amusing.' He pulled back and bared his teeth in another smirk as she awoke with a gasp. Feeling her fear and small body tremble was almost too much, his predator flared at the sight of such a promising prey and his eyes swirled with the resulting demon blood. He was suddenly very pleased with his decision as his nagging logic quickly drowned in heated blood.
Kagome lifted her heavy lids, fighting back slumber but instead of the same imprisoning room she was caught by two gold and crimson eyes. She had seen those eyes before and she had hoped to not see them again. "Sesshoumaru!" She whispered fearfully.
'What in the world is HE doing here? How? How did he get here?...Ooooh' She growled mentally in frustration. 'What is going on?' She blushed hotly as she felt his chest pressing into hers, one hand grasping her chin the other pulling her hips forward. Her heart started to beat heavily, blood rushing through her veins uncomfortably. 'What…What is he doing? Why is he touching me? Oh I hope this is a dream….' She wanted to cry out but her throat was clamped shut.
Sesshoumaru watched the reaction he caused with eager and apathetically unrevealing eyes. She was so easily manipulated, her body completely unused to touch. He would never admit to it but he was secretly surprised that any female that looked like she did was so incredibly new to male touch. He leaned over so he could nestle his head into her sweet smelling hair; he moved his hands to grab her waist and stroke upward slowly, allowing his clawed fingers press against her roughly.
Kagome gasped as she felt her back arch against him as his hands moved up her body. She resisted the urge and backed away as far as the restraints would allow but the demon simply stepped forward, imprisoning her. The curve continued as he went over her ribs. Ever nearing her fully rounded chest.
He growled in pleasure as he swirled his fingers over her breasts experimentally, her sharp inhale was intoxifying. He wanted to hear it again…. he needed to hear her whisper his name once more. She felt so soft and weak and breakable, it was amazing. Her body was enjoyable but she was the real amusement, every single one of his manipulations was answered with such a heated response. He needed more of her and her entertaining antics.
His fingers slipped around-pulling the silk cloth tight- to roughly cup and squeeze her round flesh as she panted heavily, heat started to build in her stomach as need pulled between her legs. She closed her thighs as tight as she could; hating what he was making her feel. He felt enjoyment rise in his chest as he heard her legs squeeze together; it was all too easy. He slid one of his knees upward, forcefully separating her legs in one quick rough move.
Kagome cried out in surprise and slight fear. 'What is he trying to do to me?' Deep in her mind she knew, but she refused to accept it. Not him….he was Sesshoumaru…he would never…not to a human. But, there was his leg, forcing her legs apart and revealing her moist heat to his prying demon self; her center practically begging to be taken as it was exposed to his cool silk. It drove her mad as her mind started to leak thoughts of letting him do what he will to her…
Her throat was choked up again, she didn't trust her own voice as each of her gasps betrayed too many of her body's treacherous feelings. Kagome could tell the sick demon was enjoying it… her own fight to stop him- or more to keep the will to stop him. But more painfully she could feel the building heat between her separated legs with a strong, thick tension. She didn't think she could but she wanted it….him even more. It was horribly uncomfortable; she hated that he was forcing this on her, she hated that her body was reacting to this cold usually stoic and human hating demon lord so powerfully.
'How truly pleasing, she is going to be enjoyable…. 'Her thighs separated, he could feel the heat and raw want for himself pulsing against his leg. With her legs open, her body was all too ready to be fucked and he could feel it. How delicious…the young miko was already deeply needing him to satisfy her. 'For a human wench she denies me strongly.' He thought with surprise, she revealed her lust lightly but he could tell her body was burning for him. All the more entertaining, if she wanted to play this little game he had no objections. He released her breasts causing her to look up at him with a slight fear and cold anger in her eyes. Defying him again, denying to show him the lust he wanted her to show. 'No matter pathetic wench, I, Sesshoumaru do not need your want for my enjoyment.'
He met her with the stoic eyes she knew so well, he was intimidating as ever; especially with his famous smirk, mocking her as always. 'You will learn your place…you just need to be taught. Of course she has not been around a suitable male who knows how to handle a female.' He thought disgustingly of the hanyou scar on his family line. Sesshoumaru had thought of her as his, but obviously he had been unable to bed her... the lord doubted that he had even succeeded in touching her fresh body. 'How pathetic.' But the idea of the useless hanyou touching her only made a growl tighten his throat, he didn't like to share. He felt pleasure rise again as he felt her muscles contract against his leg as she tightened in frustration of his constant presence and her thighs fight even harder to close him off from touching her. Inuyasha was irrelevant; he had already accomplished what his brother had long failed in doing.
Kagome was afraid. 'What is he doing now? Why is he stopping?' Not that she wanted him to continue. She didn't want this…despite how her body was reacting. She had to accept now that the demon lord simply wanted to take her; and she was determined to fight against it all the way. 'If he though I was just going to lie back and take this… ' She kept her eyes locked with his, refusing to yield to his attempted intimidation. Kagome disgusted herself as she noticed the way his silver hair fell perfectly into his flawless face, the muscles in his neck tensed with hidden strength and eyes shone brightly in cloudy gold and red. Why did she have to find him attractive! 'If he thought he could just come here and…and……do this to me. He is wrong! I don't care what he looks like or how high and mighty he thinks he is!'
Determination rekindled she gulped down her deep breaths and cleared her throat, "What are you doing Sesshoumaru?" She said with a touch of anger.
The demon lord narrowed his eyes in irritation; her silence had been very enjoyable. Now she dared to address him without title or respect as always… and to question his right to her…..'She shall soon learn her own stupidity.' His anger flamed in his belly, his lust billowing with the burn. His restraint fell quickly as his demon blood came forward. He was done with the light toying; he wanted to hear her beg….
ALlright so lemon continues into next chapter because I am so very tired…Sorry about that… Update will be up soon …But review and Ill get it out faster..
Much love-Xela
