Lessons Learned
Author Shortey 83
Chapter 23 – Surrender
Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha or Skyrim!
Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long between updates. I am working on revising my stories yet again in addition to dealing with the hassles of the real world. Thank you all for your patience.
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Sesshomaru allowed his demon to bask in the relaxing glow of Takara's calm energy and it helped him to relax as well. He couldn't help but watch her as she watched the rain falling outside. At some point she had reached up and pulled a strand of his hair over his shoulder to fiddle with it, but it seemed she was aware of his attention as she looked up to meet his gaze.
He felt a little foolish for his earlier jealousy. He may not have been sufficient at processing and identifying emotions, but even he could see the love that shone in her sapphire eyes. A small smile teased the corners of her mouth as a subtle flush began to color her cheeks. It wasn't much longer before she averted her gaze despite the fact it seemed as if there was something she had wanted to say.
"What?" she asked as she began to squirm in his lap under his scrutiny.
He didn't respond with words because he wasn't sure they would be right, but instead he responded in action, leaning down to capture her mouth in a kiss. She responded enthusiastically to his kiss, but she didn't work to seek dominance as she usually did. She submitted to him completely and combined with her fertile scent, he had to work hard not to take her where they sat.
He pulled back to study her with open curiosity. Again, she nervously asked, "What?" and she began to fidget under his gaze. Sesshomaru thought about how best to answer her question with words, but he wasn't sure if they would be the correct ones. He found himself unable to respond in actions as well due to her wish to refrain from having pups so soon into their union. How then did he communicate to her what he wished her to know?
Takara watched as he struggled with something behind his icy amber eyes, and it occurred to her that this may have been the first time she had ever seen him so… unsure. Of what, she didn't know. She tenderly placed a hand on his cheek to ensure he couldn't turn his face away from her. Those incredible eyes met hers once again and she nearly found herself breathless for what she thought she saw in their depths. She could only hope she wasn't reading him wrong then, but somewhere in her doubting mind, she was afraid she was.
Best to change the subject for now, she thought as she rubbed her head against his throat and climbed off his lap. "So, did you notice anything amiss while you were away?" she asked as she walked onto the porch, looking this way and that to see if there was a break in the storm clouds that continued to dump a heavy amount of rain.
"No," he answered after a moment. "All was quiet."
"Oh," was all she said for a moment, trying think of a way to make the conversation a bit less awkward. Then it occurred to her. "I thought you said you would be back sooner than seven days if all was well." She turned, leaning against a post on the edge of the porch and looked at him then. Perhaps everything hadn't been alright after all.
His eyes hadn't lost their warm intensity after she had climbed out of his lap, and she submitted her gaze to him after only a few brief seconds. "I would have returned sooner, but it is difficult for me to be here now."
That struck her as odd and Takara looked back to him, but this time in confusion. "How so?"
Sesshomaru stood then and stalked over to her. Stalked is very appropriate, she thought as she watched him move closer to her. His body had tensed as he prepared to spring in any direction should she try to run from him. The intensity in his eyes remained as he focused on her every subtle move, and even his hands were slightly curved into claws should he need to grab her.
"I am trying to control my demon around you, but when I returned to find you in danger, it has remained on edge ever since. It and I could feel your anger, sadness, and upset all night last night as well as your longing. All it wanted was for me to go to you and do whatever it took to make you feel happy and content again." He paused and leaned forward to nuzzle her neck, inhaling her scent and nipping the sensitive flesh there. "But I couldn't do that, and it only added to its frustration."
Takara shivered at his touch, excitement beginning to heat her blood. "Why not?" she asked, leaning her head away from him and tugging the collar of her kimono aside to give him access to her mating mark. A deep growl rumbled in his chest as he moved to lavish attention on the mark, but he stopped before his mouth could touch it. His warm breath washing over it instead. She watched as his eyes closed tightly, and he slowly backed away from her, his hands now fisted at his sides tightly. "Sesshomaru?" she questioned nervously, thinking perhaps he was still upset with her. "I'm sorry. What did I do wrong?" she felt treacherous tears welling up in her eyes.
"Nothing, Takara. I am still having a difficult time controlling myself." He answered. "I want you too badly."
That struck her as odd. He'd never stopped himself before. "I don't understand." She finally blurted out.
He looked at her again, confusion taking its turn to play on his face as his eyes glowed an ever so faint crimson. "Can't you tell?" he asked.
"Tell what?"
Surprise replaced confusion on his usually expressionless face. "That you are fertile. Did you not know?"
Takara shook her head, "Human women aren't always that in tune with our bodies like that. I mean, it makes sense now that you mention it because I always feel worked up more than usual when I am." She watched him with open curiosity before it occurred to her. Not only had she been going through that entire ordeal, but Sesshomaru had too and to top it off her scent had to be making things ten times worse. It was no wonder he had reacted as he had.
More than ever, Takara had felt even more ashamed of how she had placed herself in danger. Sesshomaru had been nothing but patient with her and he had refused to act on the thing he wanted most- a child. She felt as if she had been selfish to put herself in harm's way like she had, and it must've felt like a slap in the face to him. Not only had she risked her life after knowing what he had went through with Kimiko, but she had done so while unknowingly flaunting the only other thing he desired in the face of danger.
"Sesshomaru," she finally spoke up. "You won't lie to me, will you?"
His head cocked slightly to the side. "Have I lied to you before?" he asked and felt a bit more foolish than she had when she had asked the question.
"No, but I don't want you to spare my feelings when I ask you what I'm about to."
He continued to regard her with curiosity, but he simply nodded for her to proceed.
"Do you think I am being selfish for wanting to wait to have children?" There. She had said it.
Her question seemed to be one he had to think about, so she reminded him about a promise she had made him the day after they had married. "I understand that this may be one of those things that I may not want to hear, but I think I need to."
Finally, he nodded. "Were you from this world, I would have answered 'yes', but I understand, from what you have told me, that things are different. Here, women seem to desire to produce as many offspring for their mates as possible as soon as possible, but I understand why it is not the same for you." He took a deep breath but shook his head as if to clear it as he released it. "Perhaps the fault also lies with me for not asking why you wanted to wait for children."
"Well, when you put it that way and I think about it, perhaps I am being selfish but also because I'm a little… I don't know… afraid?"
Finally, his gaze softened ever so slightly. "What are you afraid of, My Treasure?"
"I just look at these women here and think back to what my dad told me about my mom and how they are stuck in the home for the most part, raising children. I guess that's where the selfish part of me comes into play. I don't want to lose... my freedom. I feel like there is just so much out there in the world that I don't know and I want to learn. I guess I'm also afraid that I would be a bad mother because I'm afraid of being… well caged isn't the right word, but do you understand what I'm saying?"
Takara half expected his face to harden at what she said but was relieved when he finally let out a quick breath, his almost laugh.
Seeming to have regain his control over his demon, he approached her once again, cupping her face in his sword roughened hand, tilting it until she met his gaze. "I would never clip your wings, My Treasure. It is true that is what most women her seek, but I understand you are different, and you desire so much more from life than that." His eyes shown with sincerity. "You are always free to go wherever you wish, whenever you wish because I know you will return to me, but perhaps it is I that is selfish for wanting children to keep you closer to me more often. I have surpassed my father in power as I sought to do for many years, and now I seek to surpass him in keeping you safe as he failed to do with InuYasha's mother."
That was another thing that had crossed her mind numerous times. It was clear though that he realized that fear as it crossed her face.
"That frightens you?"
Takara hesitated, trying to find the right words, but he growled his impatience. "You know I don't like when you try to tell me what I want to hear."
"I'm not. I promise. I'm just trying to figure out what I want to say."
He nodded, and his growling stopped as he waited for her to find the right words. "I don't want to be your weakness, Sesshomaru. I don't know if those are the right words, but I'm just… terrified of losing you. You're all I have to live for in this world and if something were to happen to you, I don't know what I would do." She paused, afraid to look at him for fear she had upset him, but he needed to know what her concerns were. "Perhaps it's just my… ignorance? That I don't understand how strong you are, but also how weak I am in comparison, and adding children to that? I want to be able to do whatever I can to make sure I am able to protect them, myself and you."
To her surprise, he didn't growl at what she had said, but instead he brought his other hand up to cup her face, tilting her head up to meet his face, resting his forehead against hers. "I will not leave you, Takara. I promise you that."
Well she thought, I guess now is as good a time as any to say it.
"I love you, Sesshomaru, and I'm sorry to put you through all this." She looked up at him but was unable to say anything else as his mouth covered hers in a heated kiss. His hands left her face, one sliding behind her neck and the other one slid to the small of her back.
Just as she was about to lose herself in his kiss, she heard a small sound coming from around the corner of the house. Takara broke the kiss and looked in the direction she had heard the noise, and it was a very familiar noise- the giggle of a young girl. "Rin?" she questioned, and the girl's head peeked around the corner as she giggled again. The little girl's laugh was as contagious as always and Takara felt a smile growing on her face. "What are you doing over there, Rin?"
"I missed you and Lord Sesshomaru, but Kagome and Sango told me not to interrupt." She smiled as she ran over wrap her arms around Sesshomaru and then Takara's waist.
"Sango and Kagome…?" she questioned before it dawned on her. "Are you two spying on us?!" she yelled with feigned upset. Sure enough, both women also peeked their heads around the corner, their faces flushed in embarrassment.
"Well…" Sango began, but hesitated.
"We didn't think you two would be up to anything in the middle of the day." Kagome finished with an awkward laugh as they both fidgeted under her scrutiny.
Being the merciful friend that she was, Takara had already forgiven them for spying. She understood their curiosity when it came to things between her and Sesshomaru, but that didn't mean she was going to let him off easy. "Hoping for a show, were you?"
"No! That's not it!" they both protested in unison.
"So, you were hoping to see Sesshomaru naked, were you?!"
"NO!" again came their combined protest.
"I knew it! You were trying to see ME naked!" Before they could protest that statement, she added, "If that's the case, all you had to do was ask." Their eye rolls said it all and where her hand rested on Sesshomaru's chest, Takara felt the quick exhale of his subtle laugh.
"It was just that you two were having such a deep conversation, we didn't want to interrupt, "Kagome explained nervously, her face bright red with embarrassment. "And Sango brought Rin since she was ready to come stay with you two."
"Wow," Takara whistled in Sango's direction. "That was brave of Miroku to stay at home with the kids all alone."
"You don't have to tell me twice." She laughed. "He made me promise to be back by tomorrow-"
"-If you two don't mind putting up with us one more night, that is." Kagome added.
Takara almost answered that it wasn't an issue in an attempt to be hospitable, but instead she looked to Sesshomaru. His face didn't show he was opposed to the issue, but the intensity hadn't left his eyes. She bit her bottom lip as she debated how best to answer them. "That's fine," she finally answered, "but you may want to stay in the guest house tonight." Her answer brought a nearly inaudible growl from Sesshomaru who finally relented and headed back into his rooms, sliding the screen shut behind him.
"So," Takara began, turning her full attention to Rin and her other company, "Let's get you settled. I'll send some of the help to the other villages tomorrow for some new Kimonos for you, Rin. Is there anything you need or want while they're out?"
"Well," she began hesitantly, "Kagome told me you knew how to read and write. Could I have some brushes and ink to learn too?"
"Of course." Takara answered without hesitation. Too few people in the village were educated in reading and writing, so perhaps Rin would be the best person to start with.
She led the girls to the far side of the house, InuYasha finding them and tagging along somewhere along the way.
"Why do I have to stay in the guest house?" Rin asked as Takara gave her a room.
"It's only for tonight." Takara quickly explained away. "Everyone in the main house is working on making dinner, so they're too busy to prepare your room right now." She saw the little girl's face fall ever so slightly in disappointment, so she added, "But I think I'll have them put you in my old room. It leads right to its own little hot spring."
That did the trick. Her face lit up with excitement and nothing more was said on the subject, but Takara knew that didn't mean she had forgot about it.
The rest of the evening was spent catching up between friends; how Sango, Miroku and their family had been, Rin's friends, the depressed village men who resented her marriage to Sesshomaru. That topic opened up another whole branch of conversation.
"Kagome told me the two of you just had a fight," Sango began delicately.
Takara nodded with a sigh, knowing ending up at this conversation was inevitable. "Yeah, we did, but we're working on sorting it out. "
"From what we saw, it was sorted out." Kagome teased.
Takara shrugged her shoulders. "Kind of, until the village is attacked again. It should be ok if Sesshomaru is here, but if he's not…. Well we may end up at square one again." She didn't bother to explain further; pretty sure Kagome had done so for her.
"Well, whatever it is, I hope you two figure it out. Not that I don't enjoy coming to visit you, but I'm just hoping Miroku stays busy enough with work to get us through the winter."
"I understand. With a family that grows as quick as yours, it's wise to get ahead while you can."
Both Kagome and Sango nodded at that one. "Ever since Naraku's defeat, demon hunting has only been so-so. Miroku's best chance of income comes mostly from overpriced exorcisms."
"Yeah, and that's a shame." Takara sighed as she sipped her tea. "The group of you are such good fighters-." She paused her thought there.
Wait a second! That's it!
"I may have an idea for you guys that has the potential to be a steady source of income for a while, but I'll have to run it by Sesshomaru."
Their interest was piqued, but Takara wouldn't get their hopes up without having something set in stone. While she couldn't ask them to uproot themselves from their village, if enough of the able-bodied men in the village were willing to learn, perhaps Sango and the rest of them could train them to fight off bandits at the very least- for a price of course.
Looking out the screen door, the sun had nearly set on their quiet little valley and Takara's heart sped up excitedly. While there was no guarantee she would conceive tonight, fertile or not, the prospect that Sesshomaru was going to thoroughly fulfill his role in the act warmed her blood. Her cheeks flushed lightly at the thought and a dampness began pool between her thighs, so she excused herself for the evening.
With a few parting innuendos from her friends, a disgusted look from InuYasha, and a goodnight hug from Rin, Takara left the guest house and headed back to the main one.
"Goodnight, Takara!" Rin yelled. "I hope you and Lord Sesshomaru make a baby!"
"Rin! Shhhhh! Not so loud!" Kagome tried to shush her while trying to not to laugh, but in that she was unsuccessful.
Takara wasn't so graceful in that respect. No sooner had the words left the little girl's mouth then Takara slapped a hand over her face in embarrassment only to double over in laughter. So much for being subtle, she thought. Still laughing, Takara made her way back to her rooms to change into a sleeping yukata.
The more rational side of her mind knew she should be more nervous; Pregnancy, childbirth, and childrearing in a more primitive setting than she was used to, not to mention raising a litter of half-dog demon babies. However, the hormonal side of her brain and her body had overruled those concerns. All she could think about was having Sesshomaru's hard cock driving in and out of her, over and over again.
That also got her thinking. Well if he gets this, perhaps he'll be willing to bargain with me… She had wanted to try something with him for quite some time, but knew with him being such an alpha male, it may not go over well with him. Perhaps I can get him to owe me one. He's too worked up now for me to add more fuel to the fire.
Plan in mind, Takara left her room and headed to Sesshomaru's. This time she found him removing his armor and weapons, the futon already laid out and a pitcher with water set to the side. Oh boy, she thought. I think it's safe to say that getting any sleep tonight is out of the question. Her heart sped up at the sight of him as he finished removing the last bit of his armor, but she had to act fast if she wanted to have something to bargain with…
Not wasting another second, Takara untied the obi to her sleeping yukata, allowing it to pool around her feet before he had even turned around. He must've heard the sound of fabric rustling because his gaze went first to the ground but after letting out a low growl his eyes slowly climbed their way up her naked body.
Oddly enough, even though she was still shy, Takara was much more confident than she used to be while naked around Sesshomaru. He was a true alpha male; confident, powerful, courageous. He wasn't like the egotistical males who claimed to be alphas- built up by belittling others. No, he had no need to do any of that. When he saw something he wanted, he got it and what he wanted was her. How could she not be confident?
Her smile wasn't arrogant or fake, but sincere when she sauntered over to him. She ducked her head slightly to avert her gaze from his submissively, but grabbed the tie of his haori, pulling on it to open it. A light rumble escaped his chest as Takara slid her hands through the folds of soft silk until they reached the warm, smooth muscle underneath. She slipped her hands up his firm abdomen until she reached his chest where her hands parted ways. They traveled in opposite directions to his shoulders, pushing the fabric away until it was able to fall away from him.
"Before we get carried away," she began as she reached for the tie of his hakama, giving it a gentle tug. "There are a few things I wanted to ask you. "
"I would think you would find a better time to ask me questions than now." He growled, a hint of irritation creeping into his voice.
A laugh escaped her as she leaned forward and kissed the top of his chest, leaning up on her tip toes until he finally relented and leaned down for her to nuzzle his throat and chin with her head. "Only a few… requests."
"And they are?"
"Well, I know two of them might not sit well with you right now, so I want you to promise you'll hear me out later." She leaned away from him and looked up to meet his warm honey eyes.
"You have my word, and the others?"
She smiled shyly at him. "Only one other request." He raised a brow as she tugged the tie of his hakama. "There is something I've been wanting to try, but I was afraid asking would upset you."
His face softened ever so slightly as his head tilted a bit to the side as he regarded her curiously, but before he could question what it was that she wanted Takara had untied the knot of his hakama, leaving him bare. Unsure of what words she should use, she decided to simply act instead.
Feeling a bit more confident, she reached out and grabbed his cock, already partially erect from anticipation of what he had been promised. A deep rumbling growl, this time one from his enjoyment of her touch rumbled from deep in his chest. "This is what you wanted?" he growled lustfully.
"No," she answered, making eye contact with him as she slowly sank to her knees in front of him. She watched his eyes widen in surprise before she centered her attention on his now fully erect cock. "This is what I wanted to try."
She didn't give him an opportunity to respond, as she immediately took the plump head into her mouth. She felt one of his hands tangle in her dark tresses and she worried for a moment that he was going to pull her away from him, but instead a pleased rumbled left his throat. His other hand gripped her hand that still held his shaft, gently encasing it before sliding it to the root of his impressive cock.
Despite being unsure of what she was doing, it seemed Sesshomaru was more than willing to teach her. Takara ran her tongue along the underside of his cock, a thick vein was there beginning to throb faster the more adamantly she sucked him. While she did, Sesshomaru guided her hand to massage the remainder of his length that she couldn't take. She may not have been able to take as much of him into her mouth as the two of them may have preferred, but Sesshomaru knew how to test her limits safely, always allowing her to pull away from him for air or if she was close to choking.
"It's alright, My Treasure," Sesshomaru growled to her as she broke away to catch her breath for a moment, pulling her head back to his cock when he was satisfied she'd had enough time to recover. "We will accustom you to taking more of me with time."
Takara felt her sex clench in anticipation of trying this again. She was so inexperienced that she always felt as if she was disappointing him, not that he had ever complained, but finding that she was able to please him like this thrilled her.
As the vein against her tongue began to beat more rapidly, Sesshomaru pulled away from her. "We will play this game another time. I don't have the control to see this through."
Takara wasn't disappointed seeing as her jaw was beginning to hurt, but she was certainly looking forward to trying again.
Sesshomaru watched his innocent mate try her hand at pleasing him with her mouth and he had to admit, for as inexperienced as she was, she was rather good. Her eagerness to please him more than made up for what she lacked in skill and that he could work with. He had never expected her to use her mouth on him of her own accord, mostly because it was yet another thing Kimiko would not allow him. "That is something you pay a whore extra for" she had told him on one occasion.
"Now then," he growled, admiring her lovely face, made more beautiful by her pleasure darkened eyes, delicately flushed cheeks, and lightly swollen lips. "How should I take you?" It wasn't a question meant for her to answer, but she did anyways.
"However you'd like."
He smirked in response to her answer as he contemplated what he would like to do first. After the stunt she had pulled with the bandits, he had yet to punish her. True he had handled her too roughly, but perhaps he could punish her a different way. Now that is an idea… His cock throbbed in anticipation.
He sat down on the futon, legs crossed and gave his command. "Across my lap, My Treasure."
Takara swallowed nervously at his command and considered how he meant. How were they going to do it while she was lying on his lap? She decided it was best that she trust him and obey what he said… for now.
He allowed her to settle across his lap before he adjusted her so that he would be properly positioned to receive the punishment he had in mind for her. He saw her tense, albeit very subtly as he adjusted her body where he wanted it, and he also took note of how she had hesitated when he gave his command. A good place to start he thought.
"Why the hesitation?" he questioned her as he admired the sight of the pale, beautifully rounded globes of her ass.
"Umm… I suppose it was confusion." She answered, hesitant once again.
"Are you telling me what you think I want to hear?"
"Partially" she answered quickly.
He brought one hand to rest on the small of her back while the other rubbed the soft flesh of her rear. The thought of punishing her for that answer crossed his mind, but he decided against it for her honesty.
"I'm trying to remember what you said to me about being submissive and trusting you, but sometimes it's hard for me to. I'm trying though."
She didn't have to tell him that. He knew she tried every day for him. "What about it is hard?" he asked, allowing his hand on her back to rub up and down her spine in soft, gentle strokes.
"Mostly the submission part of it. I trust you with my life and I don't think you would ever do anything to harm me."
"And yet?" he pressed.
"It just hard to just give up control; hand you the reins so to speak. I'm still so used to looking out for myself, I guess. I don't know if those are the right words, but I'm not lying to you." She told him.
He appreciated her honesty. "I understand what you mean to say, My Treasure, but as your mate you will learn that I will always put your safety and wellbeing first. If you trust me, submission should come easily."
"I'll try" she answered after a moment of thought.
"Good." That was all he said before bringing his hand down to crack against the creamy flesh of her ass.
Takara yelped in surprise as the sting of his strike registered, struggling a bit where he held her only to receive another slap to the opposite cheek. "What was that for?" she asked while trying to escape his lap and his reach as he held her still, raining down more blows on her sensitive flesh. When she finally realized she wasn't going to get away from him, Takara finally settled down on his lap and accepted the punishment she was receiving without complaint. Her ass burned and stung from his strikes even though she was fully aware he wasn't even trying to harm her, but what caused her the most distress was that she wasn't even sure why she was being punished.
Hot tears threatened to fall from her eyes in frustration. What did I do wrong? She wondered, finally hanging her head in defeat and waited for Sesshomaru to finish with her spanking from whatever it was that she had done.
As soon as her body grew lax with surrender, Sesshomaru stopped his hand mid strike. Stubborn girl, he thought while admiring his handy work. Her ass is all but glowing red. He waited to see if she would put up any more of a fight. She didn't but there was the distinct, salty smell of her tears lingering in the air. "Why do you cry?"
He heard her faint sniffle as she tried to hide her tears from him. "I don't know what I did to make you mad."
"I'm not mad, My Treasure. I would never strike you in anger."
"Then why?" she asked, finally allowing a few tears to fall.
He didn't answer her right away. Instead he rubbed her glowing ass tenderly, soothing away some of the sting for her. "You said it was difficult for you to submit- to give up control, and yet you were able to do so rather quickly." He paused to give her a chance to speak but she remained silent. "You trusted that I had a reason and that I wouldn't harm you, did you not?"
Takara nodded her head, but it didn't seem that response was good enough for him as his hand came down once more on her reddened backside. "Yes, I did!" she answered quickly in response. His hand began to rub slow, gentle circles to soothe away the pain, leaving a lingering trail of tingling pins and needles that sent shivers up her spine.
His other hand moved from holding her in place to slide up her spine before sliding back down increasing the intensity of the shivers that continued to rack her body. "If you trusted me not to harm you, then why did you run from me after I destroyed the bandits?"
"Because I knew you were going to be angry." She answered, gasping when he gently smacked her ass again, enough to intensify the sensation from her spanking. "I answered honestly" she protested.
"I know you did," Sesshomaru answered before adding a few more light slaps, "But I never want you to run from me again. Angry or not, I would never seek to cause you real harm."
"'Real harm' huh?" She asked. "Then what do you call this? I feel like you could fry an egg on my ass right now."
He didn't answer right away, instead his offending hand slid down between her thighs. "It can't be as bad as you're trying to tell me." He paused as his hands fingers lightly dipped into her feminine folds, the slickness allowing them to pass with ease. "You enjoyed it far too much."
Takara's face had to be burning as brightly as her ass then. She could feel the evidence beginning to creep down her thighs, dampening the slick muscle of Sesshomaru's leg. Like the demon he was, he exploited her weakness, easing two fingers into her slick passage while his thumb came to rest on her clit. How much she had enjoyed his rough handling was evident with how easily he had slipped his fingers inside her, and Takara's embarrassment wouldn't allow the flush on her face to fade. He probably thinks I'm depraved now, she thought despite shivering in pleasure as his hand began to work its magic on her body.
Sesshomaru could feel her embarrassment through the bond they shared and let loose a low growl even as he continued to drive his fingers in and out of her delicious sex. Thrusting them deeply, he allowed his other hand to crack down once more on her reddened flesh. The feeling of embarrassment faded into one of shock for a moment as her tight muscles clamped down on his buried fingers. She gasped with surprise before trying unsuccessfully to suppress a moan of blissful satisfaction and Sesshomaru marveled at the sight of gooseflesh breaking out across her body. She really enjoys that, he thought as a faint smirk crept onto his face.
"I know what you want, My Treasure," he growled to her as he allowed his thumb to circle her clit.
"I don't know what you mean." She admitted hesitantly, even though she refused to make eye contact with him.
It didn't matter. He would show her either way. "Present yourself to me, Takara." She trembled at his command but did as he said with only the slightest hint of hesitation. This time he adjusted his sitting position, rising slightly to sit on his legs before pulling her back so that her knees came to rest on either side of his. "Very good," he told her as he allowed his fingers to gather up some of the moisture that dripped from her soaking wet core to coat his throbbing shaft. "On your knees now."
She did as he commanded, raising to her knees and he grabbed hold of her hips in order to guide her back. "Now come down on me," he coaxed her, guiding her so that her sex lined up with his aching cock. "Gently" he slowed her, releasing her hip with one hand in order to hold his cock steady seeing how it had slid through her slippery folds to her tighter orifice. "You aren't ready for that."
Yet another shiver racked her body at that thought but she said nothing else in protest. Perhaps one day… Sesshomaru thought before returning his attention to the present. He growled in pleasure as his cock was swallowed deep into her hot, yielding flesh, sinking into her as deeply as he could until he could feel her heated ass resting on his thighs. The contact caused her to let out a faint gasp and her sheath tightened in response, massaging his cock as it did.
His hands slid around her waist, across her soft stomach and up until he cupped a breast in each hand. "Sit up" he gently coaxed her, pulling her until her back met his chest.
Takara was going to die if he didn't move soon. The way he had angled her on his lap had placed the head of his impressive cock right on the bundle of nerves deep inside her. Every time he pinched her nipples between his fingers, her sex would tighten around him bringing a nearly agonizing wave of pleasure. "Sesshomaru," she begged him shamelessly. "Please move."
"Not this time," he growled in her ear. Takara worried he might spend the entire night tormenting her, but it seemed he had a different idea in mind. "You may use me for your pleasure since you surrendered yourself so quickly."
She didn't need to be told twice. Her core ached with need and she sought relief. Wasting no more time, she rose up until only the head of his impressive length remained inside her before sinking back down on him quickly, repeating the movement over and over again. Each time she filled herself with him she came closer and closer to peak as his cock drug across each and every nerve in her sheath. She tilted her hips until the head of his cock hit just where she needed it to, her pleasure coiled to explode at any moment.
"Be still." Sesshomaru growled.
Takara froze where she was, nearly wailing in frustration, but she remained where she was and silent. He'll allow me to finish soon, she thought with confidence, but she hoped soon would be quick. Her thighs burned from riding him as she had, and her legs were beginning to tremble.
"All fours," he commanded her next. "I'm sorry, My Treasure. Your scent has my control wearing thin. We shall try this again soon."
She could live with that explanation and did as he commanded without hesitation. There was no waiting for him to follow through with his promise because as soon as he came over top of her she could feel his demonic aura crackling against her bare skin. She was in for a wild ride now.
"Mine…" That one growl was the only warning she got before his claws gripped her hips and he drove into her to the hilt. That was all it took to send her over the edge and she clamped down on his plowing cock like a vice, but it didn't stop him from parting her slick muscles over and over again until she felt his warm seed fill her. She panted hard to recover from her climax, but it seemed he wasn't done.
No sooner than he recovered from his own completion, Sesshomaru was thrusting deep into her again. "Sesshomaru?" she questioned between moans, glancing over at him as he leaned over her shoulder to lick her mating mark. She trembled in pleasure as she caught sight of his glowing red eyes. It seemed he was determined to do everything he could to on his part to ensure she conceived. It's going to be a long night, she thought just before another climax overtook her.
She was unsure how many times she came to peak after that, she had lost count not too far in and Sesshomaru didn't show any signs of slowing down. Takara had never seen him so lacking in composure- he was like a wild beast lost in the rut. This left her uncertain as what to expect from him, but she was beginning to feel the effects his insistent mating was having on her. Her sex was beginning to feel numb from the near constant pounding it was receiving both inside and out.
She could feel the trails of his seed and her feminine honey that had dripped down her thighs. Her arms and legs ached, her knees especially sore from holding her still against Sesshomaru's thrusts, but her throat burned from her moans and panting. She was dying for a drink of water which was just out of reach.
Sesshomaru's hand slamming down beside hers to adjust his position brought her out of her dazed thought. It seemed he was finally beginning to tire as he panted from his most recent climax which had sent a fresh trail of his seed leaking down her thighs.
Now or never... she thought, allowing her knees to give out, finally freeing his cock from her sex and allowing her to truly feel the ache from the pounding it had been receiving. She had intended to roll over while still under him, but once she laid down her body didn't want to move. A deadly growl rumbled above her a moment before another echoed in her ear as she lay there prone and panting. It seemed he wasn't through with her despite how tired she was.
Don't challenge him in any way...
Kagome's warning from her wedding night echoed through her mind and Takara realized she had to think of something quickly.
Submit to him...
Using what little energy she had left Takara rolled her body under his until she was lying on her back, her legs parted enough for him to rest his hips in the cradle of her thighs should he choose to. She also turned her head to the side exposing her throat and mating mark to him making sure to avoid his crimson gaze.
He seemed to pause to watch her his growling quieting for a moment, but he still made no move to indicate he would allow her to rest. It seemed as if he was about to only allow for a change of position and she felt a small whimper of protest escape her. That one slight sound seemed to catch and hold his attention, so she did it again but more loudly. He seemed unsure for a moment as if he was trying to figure out what had caused her to make such a pitiful noise.
Throat still dry and burning, Takara waited patiently for him to figure it out while she caught her breath, but time was kind to her as he settled his hips between her thighs to rest himself while he puzzled over her whimper. The contact his flesh made with hers own had her drawing in a sharp breath of surprise from how tender she was and Sesshomaru instantly responded, lifting off her before dragging his crimson gaze down to her sex. It seemed as if his demon side got the picture as he reached his clawed had down to gingerly cup her sex.
Although it didn't hurt, Takara repeated the soft whimper in order to communicate that was the source of her discomfort. Well, the main source at least. A glimpse at his averted gaze told her Sesshomaru's demon was still the one present and her words didn't work as well when communicating with it. The bestial side of him needed different cues and Takara was doing everything she could to figure them out on the fly. When she was able to speak with Sesshomaru again, they were going to have a long discussion about how best she could communicate with that side of him and how/if she could get Sesshomaru back whenever she needed.
Oddly enough, she didn't mind spending time with his demon side, but she did prefer him to be in his transformed state. He was easier to read that way, but also because he was fluffier too she admitted to herself previously. Demon or not though, Sesshomaru was a very caring mate. Now that he had learned of his mate's discomfort, he immediately sought to rectify it, sliding down to settle on his stomach and placing her thighs over his shoulders to give him access to her abused flesh.
Takara had wondered if he would actually try to soothe her with his healing saliva or not since in her world she had heard men were reluctant to even kiss a woman who had performed orally on them, but there he lay, nestled between her thighs and delicately licking the soreness away. It was no wonder he had no concerns with her healing after childbirth if this was how he intended to help her heal. The relief she felt was nearly instantaneous and she thought back to their wedding night. When he had marked her shoulder, his teeth puncturing her skin, Sesshomaru had tended to her wound while she had drifted off to sleep and by the following morning, the mark had already scarred over.
Now as she lay there, exhaustion creeping into her body and weighing down her eyelids, she couldn't help but to gaze down at her demonic husband. Not matter his form, she couldn't help but to love him, so much so that occasionally her heart felt like it would burst from the strength of the emotion.
One thing Sesshomaru had shared with her was how he could sense her emotions, but it was his demon side that was more aware of them and in tune with them. It seemed to be true as she simply basked in the emotion, the feeling of love for him that she had sank herself into, he stopped what he was doing to look up to her. She adverted her gaze as she had been told, but with a soft, rumbling growl Sesshomaru removed her legs from his shoulders and moved up her body, his hips resting in the cradle of her much less tender thighs while his arms trapped hers against her body as he hovered over her.
Takara waited patiently to figure out what he wanted of her, keeping her gaze on the curtain his silver hair had created. She was surprised to see his clawed hand come into view, but she wasn't afraid. She felt him settle his upper half on her stomach before his hand moved to grip her chin, gently turning her face to his. She had wondered if Sesshomaru had come back, but his eyes remained red with turquoise irises met her. He held her immobile, unable to turn her gaze away, so she simply looked down their bodies. His soft growl grew in volume as she looked away and she glanced back at him, trying to figure out what she had done wrong.
For the first time, Takara held the stare of Sesshomaru's demon form and wished then that she had the ability to tell it how much she loved him- demon and all. To her shock, it was Sesshomaru who adverted his gaze first sliding down her body until his head rested against her throat, the top of his head rubbing her chin in a sign of submission. Her breath left her lungs in a rush, emotion choked her as a few tears welled up in her eyes.
It did know she loved him.
That was what his demon was telling her. It didn't need words for that and neither did she. Takara felt his hands slide under her shoulders, hugging her body gently to his and she raised her arms, wrapping one over his back while the other came up to stroke he back of his head until he let out a deep breath, relaxing fully into her embrace. In that moment, the moment of Sesshomaru's surrender to her, Takara forgot about everything, her pain, her thirst, her worries and her fears, and fell asleep, basking in the glow of the love they shared.