Chapter 10:
Authors Note: Nothing to say…u.U;;
Kikyou's POV+
I've been here for about 3 weeks in Sesshomaru's and Rin's home. Sesshomaru hasn't seemed to consider searching for Naraku and I haven't been possessed to flee towards him either. I don't know why and maybe it's such a strange thing to say but I feel as though the ice of Sesshomaru is melting just a bit. For some reason, that thoughts leaves me feeling strangely happy, though recently he's been looking out yonder thinking as if something's nearing and it's presence is bothering the living hell out of him. It couldn't have been Naraku for the fact his Jaki isn't anywhere near the western lands and somewhere deep in my heart, I believe its Inuyasha and for once I don't want to believe that.
Rin's seemed to have gotten better, I still hear her cry sometimes in the night and I always get up from my position on the floor to comfort her on the other mat next to mine. She's not fully healed but I know soon she will be, give it time… I used to think time was something that was very valuable, and then when I was resurrected time didn't seem to matter because all was still, and now…time seemed so very precious once again. Why does that scare me so bad?
I look from my seat in the living room, over towards the young lord. His hand is neatly folded in a fist and he's staring out the window and I can't help but wonder what is he thinking about? I shut the book in my lap and rise to a quiet stand; he looks to me only briefly and turns his attention back to the window. I walk outside slowly under the pale moon, I can feel it's rays beam down on my body making it a ghastly white, as I walk towards the spring.
There's a small waterfall outside, the waters cold there. For some reason cold water always appealed to me more, it was suppose to help youth, beauty, I wanted that when I met Inuyasha. Everyday I'd wear a white hoari out there and splash a bucket of cold water across my back embracing the feeling of it's icy fingers. Not anymore, I could bathe in the warm spring his house built purposefully over, but it just doesn't feel natural. Heaven forbid I'm not falling for the ice king? Ice….
I shivered as I shed from my clothes, the golden rays of the moon hitting me as Sesshomaru's golden eyes had done several times, a chill ran up my spine as I slid my body under the fall, the cold water engulfing me, I shut my eyes held them tight, and thanked the god for the feeling of cold water.
I still felt though, that deep in the shadows, somewhere…something was watching me. I prayed to god that it was only feminine worry and not a priestess's instinct.
End Kikyou's POV+
Sesshomaru's POV+
It had been an accident at first to see the miko outside under the cold spring; it almost looked like a purifying ritual. I can feel my groin tighten and I spin my head around to avoid looking at her. I couldn't help it though, I felt myself turn around noting only mentally that instinct was always stronger then common sense. I found myself staring at her pale body and the first thought that comes to mind is how beautiful she looks. Her raven black hair sticking to her back in a cold sweat, her brown eyes closed in pleasure her mounds tightened by the cold water. I felt a wave of warmth gather in the pit of my stomach and then settle lower, I'm forced to peel myself away from the window.
I would never find pleasure of any sorts looking at a human, they were disgusting and dirty and no matter how appealing she looked I would never….I can't even finish my thought. I was not to stoop to the level of ogling a female human, a human. I would never lower myself to the thoughts of being with a woman in any way whatsoever, a human woman no less. But…this feeling...The throbbing only increasing with every second, every thought and every feeling.
This isn't like me, and that angers me, anger only adds to my anticipation. I groan softly only to myself as I walk upstairs to my room and close the door. I can STILL see her cursed body in my mind. Her form, her innocence, screaming inside my head it was driving me insane. I had enough of this, this feeling, this thought, I'd never lower myself to giving myself to a woman, but that didn't mean I had to result in not giving myself anything.
My hand fled to the doorknob and with a swish of finger the door was locked and my hand was upon what was screaming. I had never done this before, lowered my standards to pleasuring myself but this eagerness, this hard. My hands curled firmly around my length and within that I started at what was aching.
I'm so drained; I've never felt a feeling of such accomplishment and disgust before. My body covered with a thin layer of sweat and white, and I believe the most disgusting part was just before my release, I whispered her name. It was so silent and I'm not even sure I said, but I swear her name brushed off the tip of my tongue.
End Sesshomaru's POV+
Sesshomaru walked out through the door now, changed into a fresh youkata walking towards the bath house muttering something about filthy humans. Kikyou looked towards him ponderously and could have sworn when she looked at him, that the demon lord had flinched.
"Oh well" Kikyou thought only mentally, walking up towards Rin's room and taking her place on the mat. "I guess I'll talk to him in the morning" If only Kikyou knew what the morning would lead too….
Authors Note: Did you get what happened in Sesshies POV+Blush+ think about it, I didn't want to be to graphic cuz I've never done that part of writing before so I thought I'd keep it a little well unclear. (Sorry so short!)