Lessons Learned

Author Shortey 83

Chapter 18 Introduction

Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha or Skyrim! I only borrow ideas because trying to drill them out of my head with power tools doesn't work! ^.^

Story Start:

Takara had no clue how long she had slept before she heard Sesshomaru calling her name to wake her up. Taking a minute to remember where she was and get a sense for where they were she looked around to see that they were flying over a huge forested area and heading towards the clearing that sat in what seemed to be the center of it. Below her all she could see was the dense covering of the tree tops and all she could see in front of her where more of those three tops.

"Wow… where are we?" she asked as she continued to look around.

"This is the heart of my lands, one of the safest places for you to be in." he explained as he commanded Ah-Un to land in the clearing below them.

"Not that I'm complaining, but then why did you build the village where you did?" she asked.

"That location is easily defended and close enough to other human villages to build up the trade in the region for all of their crafts."

Takara nodded, it made sense. "I see, then you might want to consider expanding the walls if that's the case."

He hopped of the dragon before he lifted her off as well. "And why is that?"

"Because more houses are going to need to be built." She answered unfastening her bow and arrows from Ah-Un's saddle. "The better the economic flow for the local villages means more humans will be moving into the area, which in turn means more marriages in all of the surrounding villages, ours included, which means more families who will need more houses and room for their own trades."

He didn't respond, but she could see a mix of surprise and pride hiding in his honey gold eyes. He wasn't used to a woman who understood the inner workings of running his lands, so she guessed it was something he appreciated in her. "I will take that into consideration, now wait here while I ensure there isn't any unwanted vermin in the area."

She didn't see anything but a white blur as he ran into the surrounding forest to do as he said, and she knew she would never cease to be amazed at his prowess in everything he did.

While she waited for him to return, she removed Ah-Un's bridles before looking for a place for him to graze, after all, Rin had said he liked the longer and juicier grass. The first part was easy to find, and she wasn't about to find out about the second part as she led him to a nearby hill and sat down on the grass to wait for Sesshomaru as she inspected the area.

It was a lovely clearing with a small lake towards the eastern side of the valley that was fed by a stream that flowed from the north western side of the clearing and if she wasn't mistaken, there were several peach trees surrounding the lake. Sesshomaru would be bringing her back here when they were in season weather he knew it or not. He mouth watered at the thought…. Now all she had to do was get her hands on some sugar and cinnamon to go with them and she would be in paradise… Well she would be there anyways… Peaches were her favorite fruit.

Sesshomaru returned about an hour later satisfied that the area was clear from any rouge demons and a couple of dead rabbits in his hands. "And what are those?" she asked, pointing her finger at the dead dangling bunnies… poor bunnies, but at least they were probably dead before they knew what hit them.

"Rabbits" he answered as he headed over to the stream. Takara followed him to watch what he was doing and surprised herself with how easy it was for her to watch him clean them for her, skinning them quickly and efficiently then gutting them. When he was done, he handed them to her and instructed her to follow the stream down to the lake while he disposed of the wasted items, and sent Ah-Un away to the far side of the clearing.

She replayed in her mind how he had skinned them so quickly with only his claws and decided she would have to pay Yolheimin a visit. She may have had the means to kill a prey animal with her sword or bow and arrows, but she didn't have a way to clean them. A nice little dagger should do the trick she though as she walked under the shade of one of the peach trees, and noticed a little fire pit surrounded by stones already there, but it looked like it hadn't been used all winter.

She quickly gathered some sticks and set them up in the pit and gently whispered to them in dragon speech "Yol…" and fire instantly sprang into the pile of wood quickly growing until the burn leveled off. Gathering a few more sticks, she skewered both rabbits and set them to slowly roast over the flames before washing her hands off in the stream.

She turned to head back to the fire and ran directly into Sesshomaru's chest. "Fancy meeting you here." She smiled looking up to him.

"I wasn't sure if you would be able to watch me clean them or not." He told her as she stepped around him to head back over to the lake, sitting against one of the trees.

"It wasn't as bad as I thought it was considering I cried when my goldfish died." She laughed, looking over to where the rabbits were cooking. "Although I'm thinking about paying a visit to Yolheimin to make myself a dagger because I don't think I could easily skin a rabbit with my sword."

He nodded in response and moved closer to her before handing her his fur.

This is odd she thought, He usually won't just hand it over without my asking…

"I believe you said that I was required to allow you to… snuggle… with it." He explained and Takara giggled as he seemed to examine the word "snuggle" as he said it.

"I did" she agreed with a grin.

"You also said that you would be naked." There went his woman slaying smirk again as her face heated in a blush.

"Out here?" she questioned, a little uncomfortable with the thought of being naked out doors.

"You were outside this morning" he told her as he continued to wait.

"Yes but I was getting in the hot spring." Her flush had spread to the tops of her breasts and she could hear the beginnings of an excited growl building in his chest.

"It makes no difference" he told her, as if him saying so was enough of an explanation. "Perhaps you do not really want my fur then." He said as he went to reach for it.

"Yes I do, but it's broad daylight, Sesshomaru." She argued, gripping his fur even tighter as her heartbeat sped up in an excited tempo.

"I have already ensured that there is no one in the area but the two of us." His growling was beginning to grow louder. "I can smell your excitement, Takara. Undress for me."

He wasn't lying. She could feel her sex clenching and becoming wet at the thought of stripping for him. Besides that, she had always wanted to feel the fluffy softness of the mass of pure white fur against her skin. With a final glance around her she slowly stood up and handed him his fur for him to hold.

Gripping the bottom of her shirt she looked to him, his topaz eyes heating up with lust filled intensity. "You're sure there isn't anyone around here?" she questioned, her face still burning with embarrassment.

"Yes." He growled as he began to circle her pausing behind her. He must have sensed her unease at him watching her directly.

With him behind her it was a little easier to strip down, while she could feel his eyes on her she couldn't see them. She took a breath before lifting her top off and dropping it to the ground then reached for the fasten of her pants; unbuttoning them and sliding the zipper down. She gripped the hips and gently removed them, kicking them to the side as soon as they were at her ankles along with her sandals.

Standing in only her under garments, she slowly undid the wrap that kept her breasts bound tight, adding the ribbon of cloth to the pile then her underwear followed until she stood bare before him.

His growl had spiked in volume as each garment was dropped onto the pile of clothes, snarling when she had removed the last piece in victory. Slowly he stepped closer until all he had to do was lift his hand to touch her, and touch her he did.

He began at the curve of her neck, pulling her raven hued hair to fall down her back. From there his hands rested on her shoulders, sliding down the smooth flesh of her arms before back up to slide towards each other until the cupped the fullness of each of her breasts.

"Sesshomaru," she whimpered. "You said I could have your fur."

"You shall in a moment" he agreed stepping until his front pressed against her back, where he knew his steel hard cock pressed into the small of her back.

He leaned forwards, resting his head beside hers as his left arm moved to support both of her breasts while his right slid down over the soft plains of her stomach, through the nest of soft dark curls of her sex, dipping into the moisture he found there. With his fingers wet with her moisture, he pulled them back, licking them clean.

She whined again at the loss of his touch as he stepped back, lifting the fur from his shoulder and bundling it up in front of her for her to grab. Her hands gently reached out to take it pulling it to her chest and petting it with one hand. Next she lifted it to her face, rubbing her cheek against it.

Takara then took the mass of downy soft fur and wrapped it around her body before sitting down, leaning against one of the peach trees and faced him. She didn't even bother to look at him as she luxuriated in the fluffy mass that she adored, bringing a section of it closer to her face. She loved the smell of him, a mix of masculine spice that made her mouth water and her sex go liquid.

"Are you satisfied?" he finally asked as he watched her.

She looked up at him with a shy smile "I suppose so."

"Good." She was hauled to her feet in an instant before she knew what happened and the fur unwound from her frame. Before she could question him, Sesshomaru had taken his fur and placed it on the ground to form a blanket then set her on it.

Then it was her turn to watch as he untied the obi for his haori and then his hakama. She swallowed hard at the sight of him removing his haori and baring his muscle roped chest to her, not believing that he was all hers. Nothing that perfect could possibly be hers she had thought, but then his heated eyes landed on her and she knew he belonged to her as much as she belonged to him.

"I rushed myself last night," he told her and he moved down to cover her, his mouth meeting hers in a quick kiss as he quickly moved down to settle between her thighs. "This time I shall taste you much longer."

That was all the warning she received before his mouth was on her. She screamed from the instant pleasure of his mouth devouring her most sensitive places, licking, sucking, nipping, and rubbing her in all the right places at exactly the right times to keep her climax building. And build it did… washing over her in no time. She grabbed hold of his hair, pulling the silver white strands as tightly as she could; only he acted as if he didn't feel her tugs.

Her legs trembled violently as pleasure washed over her, but he never stopped. One of his arms slid under her ass, lifting her sex higher and tighter against her while the other held one of her legs to the side. Sesshomaru then switched up the rhythm of his tongue. Now all he did was lick the slickened entrance of her sex to her clit. She screamed at the intensity. Her sex was so sensitive after climax that he easily tipped her into another almost instantly from being unable to escape his assault.

Two more orgasms followed before Takara was finally able to form words, begging Sesshomaru to stop.

He lifted his head, licking his chops in satisfaction as her legs trembled, quivering from her ecstasy. "You are delicious, Takara." He told her, bringing a hand to stroke the wet, heated flesh of her sex before slipping two fingers into her trembling sheath. Before she could protest, he twisted his hands until his fingers found the rough patch of nerves just inside her walls and rubbed hard.

The alpha male in him roared in approval as she pleaded and begged him, unsure if she wanted him to stop or continue. Her body was slicked in sweat, the muscles of her abdomen were tightened from both pleasure and resistance, her face flushed from excitement with a few of the sweat soaked strands of her raven hair clinging to her brow all while relishing his domination. Her back lifted off the ground as she arched in climax, her tight channel gripping his fingers in a massaging death grip until even more of her feminine honey slicked his hand.

Now it was his turn for pleasure.

Sesshomaru released his grip on her leg and pulled his arm out from under her and sat up on his knees. She was like a banquet spread out before him and he had feasted. Takara's blue eyes had darkened in her lust as she stared down her body to him, panting from exertion. She sat up as he freed his cock from the confines of his hakama and began to turn to all fours when he stopped her.

"Not this time, my treasure." He told her, gently pressing her down to her back again. "I wish to watch you." She didn't argue as he came over her, settling into the V of her thighs as she reached up and grabbed one of his shoulders while the other hand ran up the length of his body until she reached his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

No sooner than their lips met, Sesshomaru surged forward, burying himself to the hilt and swallowed her scream of delight.

Over his many years, he had bed plenty of females, but there was something about the way he fit within Takara's body that just felt more right to him than any other… including Kimiko. The way his hips fit hers, his cock in her tight channel, his hands on her hips, and her soft body against his. He thought about it more as he continued to drive in her as best he could around the pleasure that was building within him.

The only warning he got was her thighs squeezing his hips tighter and the grip on her shoulders increasing before she came again, shuddering beneath him again as he finally reached his completion.

He contemplated his prior thoughts in the few moments after his climax for a few moments before he felt Takara's small hands on him- one cupping his face while the other remained tangled in his hair.

"Where'd you go?" she asked as he turned his face into her hand to kiss her palm. "You seemed really far away just then."

He pondered how to answer her as pulled out of her and rolled them onto their sides, pulling her to his chest before he began dragging his claws through her dark tresses. "I was thinking about you."

"Oh? And what about me has my husband so lost in thought?"

He smirked, knowing full well she was still adjusting to addressing him as such. "That you are so different from all the others."

He felt her go still.

"I know I asked to know what you were thinking, but for future reference, please don't talk to me about other women after we go a round, and why are you thinking about other women first place?"

"As I said, You are very different from them, none of them could please me in anyway, where you have captured my every interest and my adoration."

Takara pushed him over until he was on his back before cuddling up to his side, draping one leg over his while propping her chin up on his strong chest, watching him. "I get the feeling that there is more to this, but you aren't doing a very good job of telling me." She waited patiently for him to continue.

"Her name was Kimiko." He finally stated and somewhere in the back of her mind, Takara had only wondered if their names were as similar as they were, and was relieved to discover otherwise. "She was not very understanding of our ways, to say the least."

"How do you mean?" Takara gently urged him to continue.

"The night I stole her away, she would not allow me to mark her, saying that she feared I would come to enjoy her blood if I did." He paused for a moment. "There were many things she would not allow me and if she had, they may have both survived."

"What other things?" she pressed, her finger tracing the defined lines of his abdomen.

"She would not allow me to change into my true form while she was near. Had I formed a bond with her in that form, I would have known she was in trouble much sooner."

Takara thought for a moment as she watched him. He brought an arm up, gently running his calloused hand up and down her back as she pondered how to address the subject as gently as possible.

"Sesshomaru, you are probably one of the most powerful beings, if not the most powerful I have ever met, and I never forget that." She took a breath as she worked through her thought more completely. "I want you to understand that what I am about to say is by means an attempt to disrespect you in any way, but I feel that I should be honest with you." He looked at her and nodded.

"I just have a hard time imagining anyone who would "not allow you" to do anything. You do as you please, and I understand that completely because of the simple fact that you are as strong as a force of nature. I've heard that while the past isn't easily forgotten, it shouldn't hold you prisoner either. As far as the future, don't worry about it. The choices you make today are what builds tomorrow."

He smirked at her. "My little mate is also a philosopher as well?"

Takara slapped his chest, not letting the fact that he didn't even flinch bother her. "No, I'm just telling you how I see things." She paused for a moment, remembering something that he had recently said. "Wait a second, do I get to see your true form?"

He raised a brow at her. "You would like to bond with me in that form as well."

"Here's a saying that you need to learn means "Of course" or "obviously" in a rude and slightly offended/offensive way…. Duh."

"Very well, go ahead and dress."

Takara nodded and went to stand, only for her legs to give out on her. Sesshomaru caught her before she hit the ground. "Talk about making a girl weak in the knees." She mumbled as he helped her dress before setting her against one of the trees and turning her rabbits over the fire so one side did not burn.

"Be very still, until my other form gets its bearings and adjusts to your presence. You may approach when it lies down." He told her as he moved to the middle of the clearing.

Takara waited excitedly, wondering what he would look like transformed and fidgeted where she sat, moving to sit on her legs, feeling like a child on Christmas morning. It wasn't long before she felt a tingling sensation come over her body, starting with a gently hum over her mating mark. The sensation wasn't at all unpleasant, but it was strange. She was so focused on the strange pull in her body, that she missed the beginning of his transformation, looking up as he turned into a large ball of light that took the form of an enormous white dog in seconds.

Takara's jaw dropped…

He's beautiful…

Why Kimiko had not wanted to see this part of him was sheer madness to her; a little scary, perhaps, but totally worth it.

He had to be somewhere between five and six stories tall with nothing but sleek pure white fur from the tip of his nose to his long fluffy tail. It seemed that his fluffy actually took a part in his true form, wrapping over his right shoulder, behind and under his left forelimb and crossing his chest. There were similar tuffs of fur on each of his ankles as well and each massive paw had four massive claws.

On his face his typically smooth magenta markings were jagged and connected into one over the hinge of his jaw on either side of his face, while the navy blue crescent moon directly between his brows. She recognized the blood red glow of his eyes, their centers turquoise, from their first night when he had claimed her.

He had such a regal head and she would be sure to tell him how adorable his long fluffy ears were as well as his white nose. Perhaps less adorable though were the massive teeth in his muzzle which was big enough to eat her in one bite should he have chose to do so.

His fur looked so soft and sleek that she longed to run over and touch him to see if it was but she resisted; doing as he said and waiting for his true form to adjust to her. Those glowing red eyes surveyed the clearing before he lifted his head and sniffed the air. He turned his head this way and that for a minute before he stopped, almost as if he was looking for the source of a scent which made Takara wonder if there was something lurking in the forest.

His nose then when to his fur, and Takara wondered why he was smelling himself before her face went red. His inner demon could smell their mingled scents from their bout of sex a little while ago. It was then a gentle gust of wind blew from behind her and straight towards Sesshomaru who snapped his massive head in her direction, his blood red eyes locking onto her almost instantly.

Takara tried her best to sit still as it starred her down, but her legs had gone to sleep so she slowly adjusted herself onto her butt, leaning her back against the tree. He watched her the entire time, and Takara tried to focus on what she had learned about dogs in the past as she moved- no sudden movements and no direct eye contact were the two things popping out at her.

She took deep, calming breaths as he slowly moved forward, his turquoise irises never wavering from her. She watched his body language as he moved. His ears were forward for a moment as he studied her before they shifted back to where they were naturally carried, the closer he approached his eyes left hers his head turning sideways slightly as he moved to approach her from the side in as non-threatening of a stance a beast of his could muster.

Even as his huge muzzle lowered within ten feet of her, Takara continued to sit still relaxing at the sight of his mouth slightly opening here and there in between sniffs. She would have been more worried had it been snapped shut with the corners of his mouth drawn forward.

Taking one more step closer to her, put his nose right against Takara and she quietly laughed at how it was cold and wet- a typical dog nose, but her laugh stopped half way through as his nose moved to rest right in her lap and she could feel the pull of his breath as he sniffed her. She could have leaned forward then to wrap her arms around his muzzle and probably only been able to reach part of his upper jaw at most, but patiently waited.

Finally he took a few steps back and sat simply looking at her and she wondered if he would ever lay down. Then he blinked a few times, his eyes and ears softening before lying on his belly, now totally relaxed. Takara knew Sesshomaru had said when he laid down she could approach him, but she waited for him to rest his head on his paws before she finally stood.

He calmly watched her as she moved closer, walking sideways as to ensure that she wasn't threatening in the least until she stood beside his foreleg. She stood still while he sniffed her again and when he pulled back and cocked his head to the side she moved to place her hand on his leg, gently stroking with the natural flow of his fur.

A laugh escaped her at the loud thumping coming from behind her as his tail whacked the ground and he leaned his head down again and she took the invitation to stroke his head, amazed at the silky smooth fur that covered his body. She moved back towards his stomach and walked the length of his long body stroking him as she went, circling him and coming back up the other side when he suddenly moved to lay on his side, presenting her with his belly now totally relaxed.

She moved around him again until she could reach the back of his massive head and began searching, but it didn't take long to find it, his whole body shaking as Takara found the spot he loved to be scratched giggling as she moved her hand slightly to the left and his hind leg began to shake until it was digging into the ground.

She leaned forward breathing in his scent to find that it was the same as his other form; spicy and masculine and… she leaned forward and smelled again… and like a puppy. The thought of Sesshomaru as a puppy made her smile, he had to have been a cute one.

Her stomach growled and she slowly moved from his side to check the rabbits. They appeared to be done so she washed her hands before sitting down and grabbing one pulling some of the meat off to taste.

It needed a little salt, but other than that, it wasn't too bad. She ate the whole thing and then the other, knowing Sesshomaru wasn't going to eat it, before she was full. She again washed her hands in the stream and cupped the water in her hands to drink before she stretched her body.

Sesshomaru still laid where he was in his true form and simply watched her as she moved around the little camp area while the sun began to set behind the over the tops of the trees. It had been a long day and she was ready for a nap if he wasn't going to change any time soon.

With a yawn, she walked right up to his head where it laid between his forelegs and walked along the side of his head until he lifted it. "Thank you," she told him as she made her way into the mass of silky fur that was the transformed version of his fluffy and snuggled into it, resting her head on his leg and her back on his chest, blanketed in the fur. She looked up to find Sesshomaru watching her before he put his head back down with a huff. A yawn escaped Takara as she too put her head back down and closed her eyes, falling asleep under the protection of her demon lover's true form.