Whew, I think I'm tired or otherwise spent by this scene. I hope you guys like it, let me know okay! J
Chapter 11
His mouth, so firm against hers, was not tentative. There was no request in this kiss, but rather a demand. Everything in Kagome that was sensible bade her answer that demand with a proper and resounding no. But everything in her that was sensible fled. And when one of his arms dragged her body flushed against his, and his free hand cupped the back of her head and held her steady against the onslaught of his very thorough kiss, what little sense she had of right and wrong, of proper and improper, disappeared.
Behind her mare whickered as if confused by whether to stand and wait, or browse and nose around for the nearest grass. But Kagome didn't care what the mare did. Inuyasha nipped her lower lip and slid his tongue along the seam of her mouth, and she opened to him. Their bodies moved in a hot slithering shifting that despite the layers of garments between them, roused every surface of her skin. Her nipples peaked, her stomach clutched, and deeper in places she'd rather believe did not exist, heat welled up, damp and quivering. She let out a helpless little moan and stroked his hair. As hard and firm as he was, his chest and thighs and arms, she found his hair to be soft as silk.
He took complete possession of her mouth, delving deep, mimicking the thrust of his pelvis against hers, and she strained for more. One of his hands cupped her derriere and through her bunched skirts he stroked the cleft of her femininity. She was startled at this, her dream flashed before her eyes and she couldn't believe this was happening, just like her dream. She gasped and whimpered, but it was a whimper of need. Somewhere beyond them the heavens boomed approval, a long, rumbling accompaniment to his thunderous pulse and throbbing body.
He loosened the front buttons of her riding habit, and then slid his hand in to cup her breasts. Against his lips she let out a strangled cry, of protest? No. For between his finger and thumb her nipple hardened with need. At once he laid her down on the grass, flinging the sides of her bodice wide. Though her chemise hid her from view, the soft mounds of her breasts enticed him all the same. He kissed her again and covered her body with his own. His arousal had become painful; he raised her skirts, and slid his hand up the side of her smooth thigh. She moved with restless longing. He thrust his hips against her in response. He was about to burst, but she was an innocent, he reminded himself. He must be certain she was ready. So he slid his hand between them and found the moist center of her desire.
"Soon enough," he said, trailing kisses across her cheek to her jaw line, and then down to her throat. All the while stroking that wet warm place. She moaned with his every stroke, urging him on. She began to pant and quiver. Despite the demand of his own arousal he watched her, entranced. He moved his finger back and forth a little faster, a little harder. Then with a little shriek she bucked up, and against his hand he felt the convulsions in her belly. Inuyasha watched fascinated as she shuddered with her release. Color flooded up her chest and neck, and sucked in huge breaths of air. For a moment her eyes opened and fastened upon his. Then she blinked, the sensual haze began to clear, and at the same moment, with a roar that shook them to the core, the heavens opened up over them.
"Bloody hell!" Inuyasha tried to shield Kagome with his body, but there was no way to avoid the onslaught of the storm. She gasped and turned away from the blinding assault of the raindrops. Inuyasha rolled her to the side, facing him, but she shoved him back, trying at the same time to close her bodice, pull down her skirts, and rise to her feet. She failed at all three. Her rashness and the cold water brought him back to his senses. What was he doing? He was about to be married, a marriage that needed to happen and an arrangement that couldn't be undone. He was no better than that count Miroku. Except she wanted him as well, he could tell. She had responded to him readily.
He watched her pull her clothes back in order even though now she was soaking wet. What had he done? She looked appalled at what had just happened. Sheltering his eyes with his hand he collected his hat and the two horses. He gave her the reins to her mare and he said, "Get on, ride fast and hard away from here. Go home." He said cruelly. He was angry, not at her but at himself. He had lost control. She looked hurt but she did as he said. She mounted her horse, her heart was racing and she kicked the animal's flanks and sped away the rain stinging her face. She cried. She didn't know if he followed, but it seemed forever before she got back to town and raced up the steps of the townhouse. Before she knocked on the door she looked back, he was there watching her. He had followed at a moderate distance just to make sure she got home alright. She knocked and a confused and concerned housekeeper let her in. She was soaking wet and dripping in the hall when Sango appeared, "What in heavens happened to you?"
"It rained while I was out riding." Kagome tried not to sob right then and there. Her friend was concerned for her. All the while she was betraying her. Kagome just wanted to die. "You better go change your clothes before you catch your death of cold." Sango said.
"Nan, please help Miss Kagome with her clothes." Sango instructed one of the maids.
"Kagome, are you all right?" Sango said noticing her friend's bloodshot eyes.
"I'll be fine." Kagome answered half heartedly as she began to climb the staircase to her room. "Wait," Sango said hurriedly. "You need to hurry and get dressed. Lord Sesshomaru has been waiting for you for almost half an hour. He is in the parlor." Sango whispered.
'She was in love with him.' Realization hit Kagome like a thunderbolt. She was in love with Inuyasha Fleming. That had to be the reason why she had behaved so outrageously wanton. He had made her feel things she'd never felt before. Kagome sat in front of her vanity table, not really paying attention to the flurry of activity going on around her. She had been in a daze ever since she walked in the door dripping wet a few minutes ago. Sango had ushered her up to her room immediately. They got her out of her wet clothes, and her maid was now trying to fix her damp hair the best she could. 'How could I have fallen for him?' She thought. She'd never been attracted to anyone before, why was he different?
Kagome came out of her stupor and noticed how she had been transformed in the span of five minutes. Sango brought over a bright yellow muslin gown from the wardrobe. Kagome noticed it was the one she had just purchased. She had wanted to save it for a special occasion.
"Come on, you have to put this dress on and go downstairs right away." Sango said in a rush of words.
"Why?" Kagome asked confused.
"I told you already. Lord Sesshomaru has been waiting to see you."
Kagome groaned.
Kagome descended the stairs with trepidation. She stared at the parlor doors and dreaded the confrontation to come. She knew he was here to talk about what happened at the theater. She was exhausted and all she wanted to do was to crawl into bed. Everything had gone wrong. She should have stayed away from both men. She stood there for a few moments gathered her courage and opened the door. When she came into the room she found Lord Sesshomaru staring out the window hands clasped behind his back and from his profile she could tell that he was frowning. He seemed to always have that look on his face, she mused. She looked at him for a few seconds since he was so engrossed that he seemed not to notice her entrance. Kagome walked farther into the room and was surprised to see Lady Matsamura sitting at the writing desk. She noticed and said,
"There you are dear." Lady Matsamura stood and took Kagome's hand. Lord Sesshomaru turned and their eyes met briefly as she was being led to the sofa. She blushed furiously she felt ashamed. 'If he only knew what it was I was doing that kept him waiting. He wouldn't be here right now.' He bowed, never tearing his gaze away from her. Lady Matsamura said something she didn't hear.
"I am sorry sir to have kept you waiting. I was unaware you would be visiting this morning." Kagome said trembling a little. He said nothing and just stared.
"Kagome, Lord Sesshomaru and I need to speak with you." Lady Matsamura said.
Kagome didn't like the sound of that.
Inuyasha slammed the door to his study. He strode to the brandy decanter and poured himself a large measure. It was only ten in the morning but he didn't care he needed something to numb his brain. Unfulfilled desire still coursed through him. He flung himself onto a winged back chair. The lady was dangerous, he mused. No, he was the dangerous one. What could he have been thinking? He almost took advantage of the girl in broad daylight in the middle of the road. He hadn't been thinking. He just did what he had wanted to do ever since that first night when he'd helped her. He drank mechanically as images of having her in his arms warm and yielding, moaning with pleasure. At first she had resisted but then he felt her relax into him. He knew that she wanted him but she had realized sooner than him that it was madness. He groaned. He was interrupted from his thoughts by a knock at the door.
"Enter" He said annoyed at the interruption.
The butler entered with a note on a silver tray. Inuyasha grabbed the note and brusquely opened it. After reading it over he said to the butler, "Have Myoga sent for. I need to see him immediately."
The butler entered with a note on a silver tray. Inuyasha grabbed the note and brusquely opened it. After reading it over he said to the butler, "Have Myoga sent for. I need to see him immediately."
"Yes Sir." Ufton bowed and left the room.
'This is not good.' Inuyasha thought to himself.
Kagome sat her hands clasped on her lap and head bowed in defeat. She had just been informed that she was to marry Lord Sesshomaru by contract. A contract that was settled without her consent. A contract he made with her guardian behind her back. She was so furious she decided to keep her calm by not saying anything just now. She would take it up with him the minute they were alone. She couldn't believe it. It wasn't enough she had refused him he had to push the matter. She kept looking up once in a while. They were talking about her as if she wasn't even in the room. She caught a glimpse of him looking at her. She gave him the dirtiest look she could muster. A slight grin crossed his lips. Before she totally lost it Lady Matsamura came over to her and gave her a small stack of papers.
"I would think you'd like to look this over Kagome. I will leave you two alone, I'm sure there is a lot you need to talk about." And with that she left quietly.
A heavy silence ensued. Kagome broke it by throwing the stack of papers at him.
He wasn't surprised at her action. He actually had expected her to slap him or scream at him. Kagome stood and glared at him. "If you think you can bully me into this, you're wrong. I don't want to marry you. Why can't you understand that?" She fought back the tears that threatened to overtake her. She was exhausted and this man was going to drive her mad. "Why?" she let the question hang in the air. It was a long time before he responded.
"Why not? The way I see it you are in need of a husband and I'm in need of a wife." Sesshomaru calmly picked up the papers and handed them to her.
"I would suggest you take a look at these before making any rash decisions. I don't see what the problem is by this morning half the ton believes we are engaged. If Lady Kikyo lives up to her reputation the gossip will be all over town by tonight."
She snatched the papers from his hand. "I don't need a husband."
"I beg to differ. It would seem that after Miss Sango marries you would be left alone and even though I believe the Matsamura's are very generous people you really are only a companion to their daughter." That hurt her. He could tell from the look on her face. But at the moment he didn't care. She had to see reason. "Or are you expecting to go and live with her and her husband?"
She looked aghast and after a few tense seconds she said, "Please leave. I need sometime alone." She was on the verge of tears but she sure as hell was not going to cry in front of him. He stood immobile in front of her. He caught her trembling chin on the palm of his hand and lifted her face up to look at him. "I will do as you ask this time. But I will return in the morning. You need to accept the inevitable." He leaned forward, she tried to remove his hand from her chin but he held her still and kissed her. It was a light touch in comparison to the kisses she'd had earlier, but it made her shiver. He released her and left her alone.
'For now.' He thought.
A/N: What that heck is going on!
Later. J
