Lessons Learned

Author Shortey 83

Chapter 19 – Submission and Trust

Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha or Skyrim!

Author's Note: I'm still alive and writing, but just very busy with the real world. Please enjoy this extra lemony chapter as a rewards for your loyalty and patience! ^.^

Story Start:

It was a cool breeze that brushed past Takara's face that woke her from her nap. While she felt as if she was cocooned in the softest and warmest down, the cool breeze was a drastic contrast to the warmth that surrounded her. She opened her eyes only to see pitch black and starlight above her.

It took her a moment to get her bearings until she remembered the previous evening with her demon husband's true form. Sure enough, as soon as she looked up, she saw his massive head starring ahead, simply watching and listening to their surroundings. The red glow from his eyes lightly illuminating the fur surrounding them as his watchful gaze turned this way and that every so often.

Gods he was a beautiful creature even in this form and he was all hers.

She stretched and unburied herself from his fur, drawing his attention to her, those glowing red eyes following her movements as she stepped away from him, stretching the stiffness from her body. The moon was bright tonight, nearly full and casting a silver glow over the small valley while the stream glistened like its bed was filled with thousands of sparkling diamonds.

The night was quiet except for the occasional hoot of an owl or a distant wolf howl and in that moment Takara felt more content in this time than she ever had. In that moment everything was as it should be.

Well… everything except the massive canine now standing behind her… His presence seemed to make everything more intense.

A gust of warm air from behind her and a spicy smell told her that she had to but reach behind her to find him there. With a smile she turned and walked beside his lowered muzzle, stroking it as she walked closer to his head and stopped when she could meet one of his eyes. While she knew direct eye contact was forbidden to him in this form, she still rested her head against him and gazed up at him for a moment before she headed to the stream for a drink and he followed.

Sesshomaru watched Takara through the eyes of his inner demon and knew that it had already imprinted on her. He could feel its strong desire to be near her, to protect her, and to be loved by her. He laughed at that. Love was something humans thought demons to be incapable of, and yet it wasn't true.

They could love… once they were shown how and once they decided to take that risk.

Takara had been right when she had said that choices where what built tomorrow, which is why ninety nine times out of a hundred, demons chose not to love. With their life spans being significantly longer than that of a human's, it almost always ended badly for the demon that chose to love a mortal. They either outlived them to be left alone once the mortal passed or were slain for that very love.

He had made the choice once and felt a pain so deep he had known it to be real, and now he made that choice again, determined to realize a love stronger than the pain of that loss. Sesshomaru wondered and… dare he say… he hoped Takara was the answer – the cure to his pain and loneliness. When he had taken Takara that first night, he decided he would give happiness and love one more shot.

As she walked towards the stream, his beast followed to ensure her safety from the creatures of the surrounding forest, like the wolf pack a little north of their current location. Winter was ending, which meant that they would be looking for any opportunity they could find, but he doubted they would try with his mere presence in the area. Though it was odd for them to be so active considering the demonic aura he was letting off. He knew they could sense it and yet they lingered.

Best to be on guard just in case.

A pleased rumble left him as he watched her bend over to reach into the stream, and he laughed at his demon's eagerness to mount her again. It had gotten the better of him last night when it had tied him inside her and now he wanted more, but first he would have to get her home, or in a place that didn't leave them so exposed. He wanted to enjoy her, but not while watching his own back.

It was then a familiar scent wafted past his nose. Turning his head skyward, he sensed his mother's presence. He smirked behind his demon's eyes. Some things were meant to be.

Takara turned in time to see Sesshomaru become engulfed in a bright light and returned to his usual form, emerging from it with a mischievous smirk on his face. Her heart beat sped up slightly in anticipation. "What?" she asked, as he eyed her hungrily, his eyes still slightly glowing.

"Grab your weapons." He instructed her and the husky tone to his voice told her to do it right then. She wasted no time in picking up her bow or slinging her quiver over her shoulder, and no sooner than she did, she was hoisted in his arms and he bounded skyward.

"Are we going home?" she asked over the wind as he rose higher and higher towards the clouds. "Not to our home." He answered as she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against the column of his throat to deflect the cold. A few moments later it was as if they had entered a barrier of warmth, which was odd considering how high they had flown upwards.

It was then Takara looked up to see the steps to an enormous palace within the clouds. "Where are we?" she asked as he set her down on the steps of the palace. "This is my mother's home." He said as he began leading her up the steps past the rows of demon guards posted along the steps.

Takara thought for a moment and couldn't come to a conclusion why on earth the thought of taking her to visit his mother would excite either of them but she went with it anyways. "Why the sudden urge to visit your mother?" she asked as he led her up the stairs into the main house.

He led her deeper and deeper into the house before he spoke again. "We aren't here to visit her, but should we leave without doing so she will be upset." He finally stopped and turned to open the doors to a room to their left, pulling her into it before slamming the doors shut behind them. She jumped in surprise at the sound and spun to face him as he stalked closer to her.

She backed away from him until her back hit the wall where he trapped her between it and his hard, smoldering body. She didn't even have time to question him before he had lifted a claw and sliced through both her shirt and the wrap that bound her breasts which heaved with her anticipation.

He had made himself perfectly clear.

He wanted her and he was going to get her.

She dropped the tattered remains of her shirt and unfastened her pants pushing them down before reaching to untie his obi opening his haori before moving to the tie of his hakama. It never failed to impress her that he was ready to go a round whenever she wanted, and that thought alone excited her… well that and the sight of his hard body – sleek but chiseled.

He moved faster than she could follow with her eyes and the next she knew he had knelt down and pulled her legs over his shoulders, putting his face directly against her sex and showed her no mercy. She leaned back against the wall hitting her head in the process, but she barely felt it as he licked the sweet cream that flowed from her. He brought her to a swift climax before he removed her legs from his shoulders.

No sooner did her feet touch the ground than he was standing and lifting her off the ground. Her squeal of surprise turned into a moan as lifted her legs into the curve of his arms, resting the rounded globes of her ass in his hands before pulling her down on his stiff cock.

Sesshomaru wasted no time, pounding madly into Takara's silken depths while attempting to control his strength and avoid hurting her – but damn did she feel good. Her core still rippled with the aftershocks of her last orgasm, massaging his length with rhythmic gripping pulses as he forced her slick muscles apart.

Even more than her slick passage's feel, the sound of her voice, pleading him for more while accompanied by a symphony of sighs, gasps, and moans, and the sight of her where driving him insane. Her deep blue eyes were darkened by lust, her face and neck were flushed with her excitement, and sweat made her dark hair stick to her dampened forehead- made her body glisten.

Gods she was perfect for him- made him come undone…

With a snarl he reached his completion and luckily Takara had reached hers as well or else he would have failed her twice within the first week of their marriage, which was completely unacceptable. While he was pretty sure his little mate had no expectations of the satisfaction she deserved to receive from her mate, Sesshomaru was determined to never give her a reason to wonder.

Gently he removed himself from her body and slipped her legs out of the grip of his arms, but he still never let her feet touch the floor, allowing her to wrap her legs around him, and her arm around his shoulders with her head resting against his.

And then she sighed- a completely satisfied sigh.

He smirked with pride knowing he was the reason for that beautiful sigh.

"Did you really bring me to your mother's house just for a quickie?" she giggled.

"What is a "quickie"?"

Takara giggled at his open and honest confusion. "What we just did"

Sesshomaru smirked at that. "No, I brought you to my mother's palace for several reasons."

He watched the smile fall from her face as she pondered his meaning. It was sweet to watch her innocent mind work, not knowing what he had in store for her. He decided it would be best that he elaborate.

"I brought you here" he began as he let her slip to the floor and stand on her own, albeit a bit wobbly from her orgasms "firstly for protection. I want to take my time enjoying you without having to stay vigilant to our surroundings." Sesshomaru took Takara's hand and led her to the center of his old rooms, to where a massive bed of pillows and silks were arranged for his comfort like a nest of sorts.

"Secondly I brought you here as an introduction to the world of demons- an introduction that I can control without freighting you." He could see the wheels in her mind turning but continued, allowing her to formulate she would certainly have.

"And finally, I brought you here so that my mother would be reassured I am attempting to provide her with our pups as per her request." This time the wheels in her mind began turning faster and he could see the flush staining her cheeks almost instantly.

Sesshomaru smirked.

"You mean, she knows what we just did?" Takara whispered, her eyes darting around the room.

A chuckle escaped him. "Oh she and half the palace know what we just did. You're quite vocal when we mate."

Takara was positively mortified. Sesshomaru had just told her that every demon within earshot had just heard them have sex and he thought it was funny! She was NOT amused. Taking in everything, she sat down in the massive nest of pillows and put her face in her hands, trying to figure out how best to look his mother in the face the next time they met. She wasn't embarrassed of Sesshomaru by any means, but how did one explain to a demon that these weren't things were done as far as humans-….

She stopped there. That had been the issue with Kimiko. She had expected human behaviors from a demon and made no attempt to understand him. If she refused him this, she was no better for him than she was. Honesty is key Takara thought to herself as she took a calming breath.

Raising her head but avoiding eye contact with her scheming husband, she finally asked "What do you mean by 'Introduce me to the world of demons' exactly?"

He didn't answer right away, and when he did speak he avoided the question and asked one of his own. "Are you upset with me?"

Takara looked at him then, and moved to straddle his lap, her bare flesh meeting his and yet her attitude was completely serious. "I am always going to do my best to be honest with you, Sesshomaru. I can promise you that there will certainly be times to where you don't want to hear what I have to say and there will be times where I don't want to hear what you have to say. When I agreed to marry you, I never once forgot that you were a demon, and with that being said, it wouldn't be reasonable to expect you to understand and accept the way humans do things seemingly overnight, right?"

He thought about what she said for a moment before he nodded.

"I just don't want you to expect me to completely understand and accept the ways of demons seemingly overnight, as well. I will say that I'll try anything you want me to, but I just want you to be understanding of the fact that I may not be ready to try certain things right away. Eventually and with a little warning of what I should be ready for, perhaps…"

She waited for his response as he seemed to go over what she had just said and he nodded again. "I will not push you too far too fast, My Treasure."

With a smile, Takara leaned forward and placed a sweet kiss on his lips, her hands moving from the broad expanse of his powerful chest, over his shoulders and crept into the silky strands of his silver hair, preventing him (in her mind) from moving away from her.

Seemingly out of nowhere, she felt and heard a growl building in his chest, and while she loved it when he growled at her, this time it felt… different-almost like a warning.

Takara pulled back and looked at him, a little shocked to see him giving her a stern look. Not knowing how she had upset him, she released her grip on him and slid off his lap feeling a little sheepish as if he had just scolded her. His growling stopped almost immediately and he smirked a little.

"I did not expect you to be able to understand the differences of intent so quickly" he told her "But since you do, I think we will move on to other things." Before she could question what he meant, Sesshomaru's gaze met her own, the intensity in it was unsettling and Takara ended up adverting her eyes. "Since you have said that you will accept me as a demon, there are two things that I require of you, above all else." He adjusted several of the pillows around him so that he was able to lean back more comfortably.

Almost afraid to speak for fear of being scolded again, Takara asked him "what two things?"

Sesshomaru was silent for a moment longer as he watched her squirm under his gaze. "The two things I require of you are Submission and Trust. I hope you understand why these two things are so important to me?"

Takara thought for a moment and was pretty sure she understood that it was a mix of him being such an alpha male, and also due to his past experiences with Kimiko. She nodded and waited for him to confirm her beliefs, but his response was…unexpected.

"Good, since you understand, turn and present yourself to me."

Takara felt herself go red at his command and while she wasn't one hundred percent sure what he wanted, she had a pretty good idea what he had in mind. "W-what do you mean?"

His lady slaying smirk grew as her face reddened. "I mean exactly what I said. Turn around and present yourself to me. Is it so difficult?"

No… it's not difficult she thought, but the thought of it was embarrassing. It had only been the night before that she had given herself to him and it had been at night… in the dark. True he had taken her earlier that afternoon, but she had first been tangled in his fur and then they had moved on directly onto sex. She had been too wrapped up in the act to be embarrassed. Now he just wanted her to flash her lady bits to him for…the hell of it?

Submission and Trust he says…She thought as she slowly moved to do as he had commanded. Takara slowly faced away from him, adjusting a few of the pillows as she did. With a final glance over her shoulder at Sesshomaru, who still had a smirk on his face, Takara slowly bent down, putting herself in the most vulnerable position she could; her face so warm she knew it was practically growing red.

The growl he let lose this time sounded as if he approved. "Good girl" he praised her "Was that so hard?" Before she could answer him, he grasped her thighs and pulled her lower half to him, keeping her thighs on either side of his waist. Once he had her positioned the way he wanted her, Sesshomaru instructed that she was to stay as she was until he told her otherwise.

Then his hands were on her. One of them simply holding a thigh while the other explored her sex, searching for the spot that he knew she enjoyed. Once he found it, she shivered in pleasure, biting a pillow to muffle the lusty moans he was drawing from her, when next she felt his hand leave her thigh before it cracked on her rear.

Takara yelped in surprise. It stung of course, but she wouldn't say it hurt exactly. "I asked you a question, Takara" Sesshomaru growled to her. "Was it so hard to present yourself to me?"

Before she could find an appropriate response to answer him, his hand cracked down on her ass again, a bit harder this time making her yelp again. "Don't tell me what you think I want to hear." He told her before landing another blow on her already stinging bottom.

"Yes it was!" she finally blurted out, shivering again as he rubbed the sweet spot in her sheath.

He rubbed her bottom where he had spanked her, the stinging sensation lessening as he did. "And why was it difficult?"

Afraid of more punishment, she quickly answered. "Because it's embarrassing"

"What is?" he chuckled, seeming to enjoy her embarrassment.

"You looking at me… down there." She mumbled, her face reddening as she thought about where his eyes might be.

"Now why would that be embarrassing for you, Takara?" He chuckled as he pulled his fingers from her core, circled her clit before returning them to her body again.

"Because I'm worried you won't like what you see" she answered him honestly. "I mean, it's mine and I don't particularly like the sight of it."

Her answer earned her another four slaps to her ass, and she was certain it was now as red as her face. "Ow!" she yelped yet again "What was that for?!"

"Firstly, you are my mate, which means I am entitled to see, touch, taste, and smell every part of your body because secondly it is mine" he growled the last word and made her shiver from the ferocity of the sound. He removed his fingers once again and used his hand to cup her sex. "This is mine to enjoy however I please; whether I want to look at it, touch it, taste it." He gently moved her forward slightly until he could slip from between her thighs and she could feel him moving over her back, covering her with his much larger body, his hand still grasping her sex.

She trembled again as she felt his warm breath against her cheek "And finally, because you have the audacity to think any part of your body is not attractive."

"I'm sorry" she whispered "I can't help it. Things are different… where I come from. You're too fat, too thin, too short, too tall. Your hair is the wrong color, the wrong length. You're complexion is too fair or too dark. You wear too much make up or not enough. You're breasts are too small or too large… the list goes on and on to where we don't… feel comfortable in our own skin because society is so busy telling us what is beautiful."

Sesshomaru listened to her little rant and paused for a moment afterwards as he seemed to take in her words. "I don't give a damn what your world said was beautiful. You belong to me now. The only opinion you need concern yourself with is mine and there will never be a time when I do not consider what is mine to be unworthy of my sight."

She giggled a little at that. "Excuse me, Sesshomaru. Should I step outside and allow you and your enormous ego to have a private moment? This is kind of awkward with the three of us."

He gave her another slap for that remark and she couldn't help but laugh. That laugh quickly turned into a moan though as he slipped his hard length inside her at an angle that caused some delicious friction. "You aren't going anywhere." He growled to her as he adjusted his stance.

"Speaking of enormous…." She moaned, forgetting all negative thoughts she had about herself… if only for a few moments.