Masquerade

Chapter 5

Sesshoumaru growled. Where is his son? He decided to have the servants search the grounds this time for Seta.

Seta came inside from the servants quarters, he knew his father, he'd be looking for him. He tried to sneak to his bedroom until his mother caught him.

"Seta? Where have you been? Bad dreams again?" Kagome asked her son. "Never mind," as Kagome moved to her sons side, Setahomaro noticed Mara was behind her. He didn't know what to say. He just stared at her.

Mara Jades thoughts

Why is he glaring at me? Did I do something wrong? Can he sense my dream I had? Can they even do that? I know their smell is acute and their senses, and intuitions, but can he really tell?

She blushed

Kagome pinched her son, she knew Mara felt uncomfortable, "Well Setahomaro I want to meet-"

"Mara Jade," Seta cut his mother's introduction short. Her name came out like a purr, and he knew it.

"oh by the way Mara had scratches on her arm, any chance you know from whom?"

"I must have made them when we had- uh when I picked her up and put her in HER bed," He nodded and walked off, leaving Kagome dumbfounded.

Oh so that's how I got there Mara thought.

What was wrong with him, he couldn't take his eyes off of the damn human.

He spread out on his bed and fell instantly to sleep.

Sesshoumaru opened his son's door and found him in deep sleep. This can wait he thought.

Mara Jade had asked Tanukai, one of the maids to help dress her hair for the masquerade tonight. Kagome had said Tanukai was the best with hair, and Less was best with make up. Mara had laid out her mother's gown that she had worn to her first masquerade when she had met Mara's father. It was so lovely.

Lee glared at Mara. Praying she had no designs on Lantron. For if she did Lee would be in big trouble. Lee was a beauty and she knew it, but she wouldn't want to be compared next to Mara.

Why was the lovely maid glaring at me, Mara thought. She touched her face and wished she was just as lovely as her, she sighed.

The Masquerade

The large ball room filled with guest. The dark red walls seemed to hide some deep sinister secret. The paintings glowed as Tanukai, Fantau, and Lee lit the candles. The butler, Gartaine, answered the door and greeted the guest along with the host. Many were in awe when they walked into the opening. Glorious curtains hugged the room, as decorations kept a mysterious air. A faint smell of dust and the fog that pooled in, were reminders of the feudal era.

Ancient masks and swords hung on the walls, as old webs did. The room had an old look to it, yet many thought it to be charming.

"I wonder where Mara Jade is?" Kagome asked. Sesshoumaru nods to his son, signaling him to retrieve Mara. He sighs

Climbing the stairs by two he ran to her room, in and out, in and out, get her and go! "Mara," Setahomaro said, "Mara?" she wasn't in the room, where the hell is she?

When he went back down to the masquerade ball, everyone had arrived and where in the hall. He seen his parents talking to Koga and his mate. He knew half of the quest, and the others wore masks that barely concealed their identities. Laughing and dancing, he glared at them, worst than humans, well half were, but they had mikos, demons, lords, gods, humans, and god knows what other creatures were invited.

As Seta walked towards the terrace, he notices the eager glances the women gave him. He snarled and stepped outside. Ah he thought fresh air! It was a beautiful night even though the fog covered the ground. It was truly a beautiful night. He started down the walkway of pillars.

The stones felt cool on his feet, smooth yet hard. When he came upon the willow tree he stopped and leaned on it. Breathing in and tasting the air. The moon was perfect, full and bright. He walked around the tree and sat on the bench.

"Ah!" a voice said. A woman! A beautiful woman, "Forgive me, you frightened me," the lady said. She began to walk back up the path when Seta reached for her hand. "No, please, don't let me disturb you my lady," Seta said. He smiled when he seen her blush.

She smiled and sat back down and looked up at him. " My name is Setahomaro, but you may called me Seta," he waited for her name, she just smiled and blushed again. The rose color gave her pale face a shine. She was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. She wore a red and black velvet dress that touched the floor. She had a slim figure, yet was hour glass shaped, very curved, and her eyes, green, a clear pool of green, with blue amber shards. She must be a new guest or new in the circle. He had never laid eyes on her, and yet she seemed familiar. Her jet black hair was piled on top of her head in curls, and the pearls sparkled around her neck.

"would you care to take a walk with me?" he looked at her.

"would that be wise sir?" the lady knew the answer already.

"I would never harm you my lady," he sat next to her, and looked right into her eyes. God he wanted to kiss her. She nodded her head and suddenly she got up and starting walking. He stood next to her, and Seta was lost for words.

'What could he possible say to woe her? Why should he, she should be as willing as all the other wenches, right? Did she know who he is? He said his first name, but he said nothing about his last. No, tell her no more. Maybe one night to forget everything is what he needs, if I don't tell her my surname, she won't know my family, and she can't bound me. Besides no one would believe it was me.'

They began to walk down the lower path, down the gardens. The sky was deep in hue, colors of blue, grays and purples filled the night. The shadowing clouds hid most of the stars, but it was a night of romance to be sure.

Uneasy in this new situation, Setahomaro walked towards the gazebo. It was a sad thing really, a grown noble, demon (half), should still be a virgin in the eyes of others. Although it was code, once mate, mated for life. One thing his damn brother, Lantron didn't care about.

But surely Sesshoumaru hadn't waited until Kagome when he first mated? He was a ripe old age to first mate. A nervousness came to him, he wanted her, but didn't want to settle down now, not now.

Once again he stole a look at her flesh and it's creamy milk skin. Her illuminating eyes, ones that looked innocent. But he was wise to women's games. He was no untrained pup. Just this once, he'll give over self control for just this night, if he could have this mysterious lady.

"Dance with me," he said in a growl. When he saw her expression had changed, he quickly grinned, "Please my lady." Seta held out his arms to her. And slowly she came to him. He held her firmly to him.

Slowly he realized she had relaxed his hand came down her back. Not expecting to find his thumb stoking her. He felt her stiffen, but relaxed again.

The willow tree blocked the gazebo from the front and surrounding trees blocked the sides.

Woe her, echoed in his head, woe her!

She moaned on his chest as he rocked her to the faint music. Could she her his heart, she was so close it. He heard his heart beating as fast as a hummingbird's. Calm down, he said to himself.

He felt different. Was it because of her?

Lightheaded from the music and brandy from earlier, he too relaxed. Seta nuzzled her neck, then he whimpered and licked her neck, gods she smelled good he thought.

She began to moan and at the sound, he growled in her ear. It vibrated and felt like a cat purring. She giggled and smile. Her breathing started to come in pants when Setahomaro trailed down her neck, lower, lower. The lady let her head tip back as he kissed her. Seta sniffed her hair . . . Vanilla.

Lower went the kisses, and when he came upon her breast he stopped, only for a second. He nuzzled his nose into her cleavage, growling and whimpering to get closer. She was too engulf in pleasure to stop him, even if she wanted him too.

Setahomaro was so hot, he could feel everything. His mind began to cloud and everything began to heighten. Her smell, god he could even smell her wetness. She was sweet, so sweet.

He untied the ribbons and laces on her back and slowly they came undone, like him. Them seem to melt away. Slowly he pulled the dress down to bare her breast. His eyes were aglitter with her pearl skin. Setahomaro squeezed her breasts and fingered her nibbles. He tasted them in his mouth, when the coolness of her flesh touched the hot wetness of his mouth, he heard her moan, and whimper.

Lower the dress fell, lower he went, down her stomach, down her hips and legs, until she stood naked before him. His eyes were locked on the black triangle, between her legs, where her wetness was. As he came up to that spot, he sniffed her than licked her once. He heard her gasp. He looked up at her, to see her looking down at him. He growled, he knew what she wanted, and he wanted it too.

He opened her legs while keeping her gaze locked with his. He slipped one finger into her wet pussy, slowly easing her tightness. God she was tight, wonderfully tight. Then two fingers stoked her womanhood, while his thumb rubbed her pulsating clit. She moaned and whimpered. As her head fell back, and he heard her panting, he took his fingers out, and she started to whimper in anguish.

"Ah, oh god," she screamed when she felt his tongue. He gave her no mercy, he pulled her legs farther apart and devoured her hot core. She screamed in pleasure and pain, it was too much for her, but not nearly enough for him. Her body tensed and god he knew it, she was coming. He drank her in. She was shaking and panting, she felt like liquid.

When Seta got up, the girl seen his eyes turn colors. She was frightened by it, he knew, but no, she got hers, now he wanted his! Before she could react he turned her around and slammed his cock in her pussy. God she was tight as hell. He heard her gasp and cry. "Shh," he told her. "it's ok, I'm sorry, I'll be gentler," he promised.

Slowly he began to pull in and out, watching his manhood go into her core, from behind. Her ass was perfect, silky. As he quickened his pace she panted more, he even heard her moan. Faster and faster, oh god he thought, "oh god," he screamed as he pushed and pumped himself on her. His eyes began to roll back, it was too much! He spilled his seed in her! Without thinking, he instinctively grabbed her head and bit her neck licking the blood. He ripped his head back as she too came on him, and howled.

After their joining the girl realized her neck was bleeding, when she found blood on his mouth. She picked up her dress and ran away with the protection of the shadows. He was dumbfounded until he realized blood dipped off of his member, virgin blood! He mated and marked her! This dark angel was his. Yet he doesn't know her and now she is gone and terrified.