…I have posted a one-shot, check it out, if only to amuse yourselves between my updates. It really is pointless fluff. Oh and yes- that was a shameless promotion …
Kagome shuddered, her breath escaping in heaving gasps. She closed her eyes and fell into the feeling. She was swallowed whole by the heat and kept from the edge of bliss only by the strong hands gripping her hips. Her hair tumbled down her back, sticking with sweat. She threw her head back. Kagome drew her fingernails down his arms leaving red welting skin in their wake. Her tongue licked her lips in an attempt to moisten their dry surfaces, but Kagome was jerked down before this mission could be complete. Another hot tongue met hers and engagingly withdrew. Kagome immediately surrendered to temptation followed into Sesshoumaru's mouth fighting for the chance to run her tongue over his again. The male beneath her was breathing hard too; this made Kagome smile. With an erotic smirk, glancing down into his liquid gold eyes, she squeezed her inner muscles just below her belly button. Sesshoumaru groaned, feeling Kagome's sheath contract accordingly around his pumping shaft. Sesshoumaru renewed his efforts bringing the edge of ecstasy all the more within reach. A cliff, where falling overboard was the whole point.
Kagome rode him for all she was worth, clenching and releasing the muscles of her thighs to keep up with his ever quickening pace. She looked down at him; his eyes were open, but narrowed. Sesshoumaru was grunting quietly with each buck he sent into her. Their movement was much like a rollercoaster, one so near the end. Kagome could almost feel it, that volcano building inside of her ready to explode. Kagome arched her back, raising her arms into the air, and squeezed her inner muscles again watching Sesshoumaru's calm façade break into one of continuous pleasure. His body stilled, the calm before the storm, but it didn't last long. He jolted and warmth spread into her, Kagome hissed. The tension in her broke and all was downhill from there. The woman collapsed forward into his arms, her head hitting his shoulder. It was almost too good.
Kagome opened her eyes blearily, her body still reveling in the aftershock of her wild ride. She lifted a fist and scrubbed at her eyes in an attempt to wake up. She sighed. It wasn't a dream. Her thighs tightened around Sesshoumaru's hips. The man mumbled incoherently in his sleep. Kagome stilled, frowning. Confusion misted a veil through her mind. She pushed off of his chest and stared down at him. It was real, wasn't it? There was no way it wasn't…Kagome tentatively touched her stomach, she was still dressed. Kagome inwardly kicked herself.
-Of course it was a dream, stupid! You only kissed the guy yesterday! Still- it's not like this is the first time…-
Kagome blushed in remembrance of the first wet dream she'd had of Sesshoumaru. She bit her bottom lip, chewing on it absently. Kagome looked down to observe his face. She touched his cheek lightly before brushing his bangs back away from his face. The short strands fluttered, but eventually returned. They were like shutters for his eyes, reaching to just below the hollow of his eye. This last dream only served to show Kagome how much she wanted Sesshoumaru. Dreams were built by the imaginations in the subconscious levels of the mind. So for months now, her lonely heart had been searching for him, right?
Kagome traced the seams of his lips with her fingertip. She couldn't be sure of anything. When it came to this man, everything was muddled and mixed up. Her inky blue eyes swirled, lightening with longing. She sighed, closed her eyes, and with a yawn laid back down. Her hips slid lower and she stretched out her legs. Kagome slid to one side, but remained snuggled to Sesshoumaru's side, absorbing his body heat. Kagome reached over and tangled one hand in his hair. Her arm rested on his chest and a thumb ran over the high plain of his cheek bone before she fell back into the dewy softness of slumber.
Sesshoumaru wrapped his free arm around her waist burying his nose into her hair. The tresses like heavy black silk of the highest quality. His hands traveled down to her rear, squeezing the muscular area, if only to hear her squeal. Kagome did not disappoint. However his plan was foiled when her equally as curious touch drifted down south. Her fingers slid over the curve of his hip to the dormant penis beneath his boxer shorts. Kagome squeezed lightly, feeling its hardness form inside of her grip.
Sesshoumaru licked a hot path starting in the hollow of her collar bone up the skin of her throat. He ended with a nip to her ear, making the woman at his side gasp. Sesshoumaru grunted when her grip on him tightened and he quickly flipped them over. Her thighs opened more than willing, needing his touch. Sesshoumaru grinded into her, dragging the moan from her parted lips. His head fell down to kiss her sternum. One hand kneaded her breast, after first flicking her nipple once. The pert bud pressed into his palm creating a sexy texture against his skin.
Kagome gripped him, wrapping her arms under his. Her fingernails bit into the skin of his shoulder blades. He dipped into her, pushing onward slowly into her tight sheath. She was so hot, so wet, it was deliciously arousing. He sucked on her finger that roved over the seams of his lips. Sesshoumaru drew them into his mouth massaging the digit with his tongue. All the while his pace south of the border remained consistent. He pulled out slow, then quickly in again filling her completely. Kagome spoke his name in a breathy whisper that really only he would hear. She would scream it if her tongue wasn't becoming thick with her passion. His pace increased and Kagome held on for all she worth. Her mewls spurred him on. Sesshoumaru grunted softly with each thrust. The tension was building, a spool of thread tightening ever so slowly, the neatness of it too perfect to be left alone. Sesshoumaru stilled and the spool unraveled in a flurry of heat.
Sesshoumaru collapsed down on top of her, his arms giving out from underneath his weight. Not that he minded weighing down the heaving female below him. Their bodies were slick and weary. Sesshoumaru rolled over, tossing his long hair over the side of the bed. He sighed; glad to have the thickness of his hot body. Kagome curled up next to him again. He closed his eyes suddenly feeling her touch his cheek, it felt so real. He wrapped an arm loosely around her hips. Kagome rested her head in the crook of his shoulder as Sesshoumaru brushed her long, now heavier with sweat back off of her shoulders. She moaned, pleased at the cool air touching her back. Kagome's hand touched his cheek lightly, her thumb running along his cheek bone. Sesshoumaru relaxed, ready to drift back into the motionless abyss of sleep with Kagome settling in for the ride right at his side.
Kagome gave a muffled groan and attempted to turn over; she was a little too hot for comfort now. Kagome opened one eyes and chanced a peek at Sesshoumaru, even he was sweating. His eyes were moving fast beneath his closed lids. Kagome tried to not laugh. She couldn't help, but wonder what the stoic man could be dreaming about. His head turned towards her, his arm tightened around her waist. Kagome squeaked. Her hair went flying blocking her sight. She landed in a disoriented pile.
Kagome groaned and would have pushed away, but the sleeping man had trapped her arms at her sides. Kagome wiggled, wriggled, and squirmed. With a short, quiet cry of success she managed to use her now free arms. Kagome sat up and her mouth instantly fell open. She found herself straddling Sesshoumaru once again, except this time it seems her squirming woke him from his slumber. He was now laid out on his back staring up at her. His golden eyes were curious, a smirk on his lips.
Kagome wanted to smack him upside the head. Kagome ran a hand through her hair and blew at her bangs to get them out of her eyes. This was unsuccessful of course and with a growl she battled the uncooperative strands. A rumble below her made her already unfocused attention jump back down to Sesshoumaru. His eyes were closed, the smirk wider on his lips. Kagome's eyes widened, her expression becoming incredulous.
-Is he laughing at me!-
Kagome narrowed her eyes, looking closer. He tucked one arm underneath his head; the other ran circle patterns over her now bare thigh. The boxers had crept up way past mid thigh when she was forced to kneel over Sesshoumaru. She was still reasonably covered, but this position and her dream was making the situation uncomfortable.
Sesshoumaru seemed more relaxed than she'd ever seen him though, Kagome realized. She blushed, suddenly wishing she'd kept her underwear on. She would have, but she had been soaked to the bone last night. Now she was kind of regretting not carrying an umbrella. The thought had passed her mind the previous evening, but not seriously enough for her to act on it. It was all too weird; it was like the Kagome version of a mental break down.
Kagome's anger dissolved for a moment. Sesshoumaru's head turned to the side his bangs shielding his eyes from view. Sesshoumaru's lips had spread, one side tilting up in what could only be called a smile!
-Well...lopsided…more like half-smile, but…HEY! HE IS LAUGHING AT ME!-
Sesshoumaru looked at her, his face melting of any emotions that was present. Her eyes were darker, but sparkling with a twist of mischief. She lunged at him and Sesshoumaru would have dodged, had there been anyway he could so. Her hands delved into his hair and her knees lifted before falling to pin his arms to the bed. Kagome was so very tempted to pull his precious hair, but she noticed something odd. Sesshoumaru was silent, not even trying to retaliate, and the room had more light than before. His eyes were focused towards the door. She gulped.
There was Rin, one hand at her mouth and the other still holding the doorknob. A blush lightly stained her cheeks, her embarrassment obvious in the way she shifted weight from one foot to the other. Her brown eyes lifted shyly.
"I'm sorry, I should have knocked."
Then Rin smiled turning to leave, but not before throwing one comment over her shoulder.
"Kagome is a fun playmate isn't she, otou-san?"
Kagome gaped. It was true, Rin always seemed to thoroughly enjoy herself when they were together, but in the current position the simple sentence sounded naughty. It had meant to hold a child's innocence, but Kagome's mind was slowing turning it over as perverse thoughts entered in on what other things she could do with Sesshoumaru for fun. Well, that is until she knocked herself in the forehead with an open palmed slap.
-This is no time for that…gods what is up with me recently? Is it a lack a sleep? It must be.-
Kagome was about to slid off when a hand touched her thigh. Kagome met his gaze watching the colors darken. Every time, it was like opening a portal and here this new, passionate man would emerge. Kagome swallowed hard, finding her throat suddenly tight. His shoulders left the mattress and his lips found her neck. Sesshoumaru suckled the tender flesh lightly. Kagome moaned softly and Sesshoumaru found that the sound tickled his sensitive ears alluringly. Still in the aftermath of his dream, he wanted to continue, but this brief thought was soon lost. His daughter was near, right in the living room watching television. The atmosphere was all wrong.
Sesshoumaru removed his mouth and allowed Kagome to situate herself next to him. He stood and offered her a hand. Kagome took it without hesitation and followed him into the living room.
"Coffee?" He asked, startling her.
"Yes, please."
Kagome watched him leave, surprised at how civil he could be. Kagome faced front in her seat. She smiled at Rin who was to her right on the other end of the couch. The little girl scooted over closer on the couch so that they sat on adjacent couch cushions. Kagome thought for a moment that Rin was going to sit in her lap. Kagome watched from her periphery. Rin had given her an anxious glance, pausing in her movement, before settling on the neighboring cushion.
Kagome sighed. She knew Rin was more comfortable around her than most, but most kids wouldn't have even thought about it and just sat in her lap. It wasn't that big a deal, right? Though Rin was an orphan and maybe it was to her. Kagome looked down sadly into her lap, her hands folded on her legs that were folded Indian style. Kagome bit her lip and reached over towards Rin. She slipped one hand over the girl's smaller ones. Rin jumped, but didn't reject her touch. The little one encased both of her petite hands around Kagome's one and smiled brilliantly at Kagome.
Sesshoumaru padded back in. He'd watched from the doorway to the kitchen. A small smile faded from his lips when he emerged from the shadows of the darkened kitchen. The window was enough light for the moment. He handed Kagome her coffee and walked around the couch. He sat next to Rin, but pulled the paper from the coffee table and began to read. Cartoons weren't really his thing. They hadn't been Rin's either until she met Shippou who was completely entranced by them. Not that he minded off course. It was normal for kids to watch cartoons, not current events as Rin had before. She seemed more content, less serious in fact, sitting here watching the ridiculous creatures bounce about the screen as they followed some sort of script. Kagome, he noticed, laughed along with her making small comments here and there.
Sesshoumaru sipped his coffee and read on in the paper. The stocks for his company had grown again, but so had Naraku's. This did no bode well, but, he thought, it would all be over soon.
…Did I lose anyone? If you weren't, good for you because it was kind of jumpy! This was meant to be a treat for all of you. I'm going away for a few days (four) so I thought this might be a little something to tide you over until I got back ...
