Lessons Learned
Author: Shortey 83
Chapter: 38 – Abundance and Assistance
Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha or Skyrim!
Story Start:
To say Rin was ecstatic to see Takara the following morning was an understatement. Takara had only just woken when Sesshomaru opened the screen door for the little girl to enter and fly past her demon lord and onto the futon he shared with his mate. Takara smiled as she pulled the little girl closer to kiss her head before turning to tend to her whimpering son, irritated from his search for his mother's breast and coming up unsuccessful.
"Enough," she lightly scolded him. "I'm right here and you're going to make me start leaking everywhere."
Rin's head tilted in confusion. "Leaking?"
Takara scolded herself for not watching her language, but she felt it best to answer. "The sound of a mother's child crying will …sometimes… make their milk flow."
Luckily Rin didn't seem to need any further explanation and picked up Kuromaru as Sesshomaru helped move Takara to her fur pile. It was easier to nurse her pup while sitting upright and holding him, and Rin handed him over and sat beside her to watch. His little black muzzle rooted for only a moment before homing in on his meal, lifting his arms up on either side of her breast to frame it with his tiny pawlike hands.
"He's so soft," Rin marveled as she stroked down his back, eventually ending up caressing his little tail. Kuromaru didn't seem too fond of that, a little growl escaping from around her breast. She may not have been able to growl, but she was able to pull him from her breast. "No," she firmly told him. "Keep stroking him, Rin." The little girl didn't object, and she went back to stroking his back and tail until his growling stopped. Once it did, Takara put him back to nursing while Rin stroked him. He seemed to get the picture and suckled quietly and without further complaint.
Once he'd had his fill, Takara passed him to Rin so he could become more familiar with him as per Sesshomaru's suggestion. She fixed her yukata in time for a light knock on the screen and Kagome's voice coming from the other side. After being invited in, both Kagome and Sango entered to come for a closer inspection of Kuromaru and also to help clean Takara. Sesshomaru had excused himself just outside the screen onto the porch where his father also sat waiting.
"It looks like someone just ate their fill," Sango chuckled, rubbing his rounded belly. "He's adorable."
"He looks like he's already gotten bigger since he was born." Kagome noted, also rubbing his distended belly like a buddha.
Takara smiled as she watched the interaction between her friends and her son. "He definitely has. I think he grows every time he eats… which is a lot."
Sango leaned over and felt each of her breasts and nodded. "You seem to be producing enough milk."
"More than enough," Takara assured her. "I think there is Holstein in my pedigree."
"What's that?"
Takara forgot that her friend wasn't familiar with things from her time. "It's a type of cow that produces a lot of milk." They both laughed as Takara grabbed the breast he hadn't nursed from. "I think I should be able to keep up with him as he grows. He'll just have to nurse from both."
For the next hour or so, the four girls fawned over Kuromaru until Rin excused herself to go and grab Takara's breakfast for her. "Make sure you eat a lot," the little girl instructed as she went to fetch another tray. "He's going to eat a whole bunch if he's growing so fast." She didn't argue with the her and simply nodded and did as Rin instructed, eating until she felt as full as her son had.
Once Takara had her breakfast, the girls then excused themselves to eat their own meal while Sesshomaru tended to her healing. It probably said a lot for her that she didn't mind being exposed from the waist down with Sesshomaru tending her abused sex while his father sat next to her, holding his grandson and carrying on conversation.
"So, you're telling me that this," Takara pointed at her husband, "Isn't anything unusual?"
An easy smile crept onto his face as he watched his son and shook his head. "It is our way."
Figuring she wouldn't understand it, she just shrugged, reaching down to stroke his head, sighing as the throbbing ache between her thighs receded even further. "That mouth of yours is absolutely magical." She praised, relaxing back into the furs, allowing her thighs to fall further open.
Those amber eyes met hers, heated desire dancing in them as his father chuckled beside her. "Our healing saliva is impressive indeed." He reached over then and unwrapped the top of her yukata, surprising her. "Impressive enough to earn him a reward, don't you think, my son?"
Finished tending her, Sesshomaru nodded and slowly began to lick, kiss, and nip his way up her body until he settled beside her, opposite his father.
"What did you have in mind?" Her voice more breathless than it should've been, winching slightly as her sex tightened in aching anticipation.
Gently, Sesshomaru reached up and gently cupped the breast Kuromaru had nursed from earlier. "Your milk should be replenished in time for his next feeding." His eyes glanced to his father. "He still seems to be content from earlier."
Tōga chuckled rubbing Kuromaru's round belly. "I think so. He's still quite full."
Before Takara could inquire to the relevance of that conversation, Sesshomaru released that breast and cupped the other that was still full and firm to the touch. She winced at the contact, engorged to the point of being tender. "Don't worry, My Treasure. This will be good for both of us." Without further warning, Sesshomaru's head dipped and she felt him latch onto her aching nipple. Her eyes squinted shut at his mouth's manipulation, the discomfort from her engorgement prevalent.
"Give it a moment," Tōga soothed her, stroking her head. "This will ease the pain until Kuromaru can nurse to take more milk."
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the ache in her breast to subside. Takara settled back into the furs and stroked her husband's head while he suckled from her like an overgrown pup. After the pain had vanished, Sesshomaru lifted his head, licking his lips to catch the few drops of milk that tried to escape. He stood and stepped around her to grab his son from his father, allowing him to stand while the two of them switched places.
"How is it?" Tōga questioned while Sesshomaru settled into place.
Sesshomaru indicated where he had been sitting with his head to his father. "Sweet," his eyes met Takara's with unspoken instruction. She nodded. "You may see for yourself in thanks for your protection while she birthed."
Tōga gave his son a nod and assumed the spot he had been. "I'm guessing this is a demon thing?" Takara asked as his father settled down and gently cupped her breast.
His father chuckled, nuzzling her breast and inhaling deeply. "It is, little one, and you smell delicious." She didn't get another word before he latched on for a suckle. After a moment he lifted his head and turned to his son. "You were right. She's very sweet." He didn't wait for a response before he returned to his treat. Unsure what she should do, she stroked his head much like she had her husband's, looking to him for reassurance. He gave her an easy nod and returned his attention to his son, unconcerned.
It wasn't long before Tōga decided he had his fill and leaned into the furs, rearranging her Yukata until she was covered. It was silent for a moment while she watched Sesshomaru stroke her son, but she had questions.
"So… is this a normal thing and going to be a regular event or something? I just don't understand the… rules?... of all this. Like when is this alright, and when isn't it alright?"
Tōga smiled at her and stroked his head. "Yes, this is normal for some demons, but only related ones. Sesshomaru won't offer you up to just anyone demon he knows, and if they would ask, he would probably kill them."
"Sharing you this way isn't something that is requested, even among demons, but is something that is offered in gratitude but only to related individuals." Sesshomaru spoke up, readjusting the fluffy black mass in his lap to bury him in his fur. "As far as when it is alright…" his voice trailed off as he considered, turning to eye his father. Takara glanced back and forth between the two of them as they seemed to have some unspoken conversation. "So long as Kuromaru is fed, you may allow him to nurse at your discretion, with the agreement he continues to keep watch over the mansion and village."
"What if you aren't around? I don't want to be put in a situation…" She trailed off.
"I will not mount you while you are not with child and never without Sesshomaru's permission."
Takara reeled back. "His permission? What about mine?"
Tōga let out a hearty laugh, patting her head. "That is unspoken, little one. Forgive me. I was under the assumption that you were curious about our ways and interested in exploring the more intimate relations we spoke of previously."
Takara hesitated, looking at Sesshomaru. "I don't know, it's a lot to take in. Sex for human females is a very emotional event and I don't know what to expect from something like that." She bit her lip and looked to her hands, now intertwined resting on her stomach. "I don't want to disappoint you one way or the other. I feel like I would be… betraying you."
They were both silent for a moment, the sounds of the mansion around them distantly echoing into the room. She watched as his hand came into view, gently gripping her chin to turn her face towards him. "I understand your concern, My Treasure, but that is human thinking. Look at me."
Her eyes met his and found no sign of anger or apprehension. "I don't know how to say this to where you will understand, but there would only be a few greater enjoyments for me than to watch you, swollen with my pup, striving for, and taking your pleasure from another powerful being." Takara's mouth went dry as she starred at the bald want, the burning desire in his amber eyes. "Because no matter how many times he mounts you, no matter how many times he spills into you, it is my seed that will be growing inside you, and no matter how much pleasure he gives you, you. Are. Mine…" He ended his declaration with a growl, before plundering her mouth, his tongue dominating hers, demanding total surrender, which she gave to him.
Breath stolen away from his intensity, Takara broke away from him panting, regretting the throbbing ache between her legs. She couldn't wait to have his thick, plowing cock inside her again. "You want this?"
"Of course, he does." Tōga, forgotten momentarily in their passion, spoke up with a chuckle. "It is an intimate way to assert his dominance over me. It satisfies his need to dominate while allowing me to stay and help guard you without giving others reason to question his authority over the area."
Takara considered for a moment. "So, he's essentially paying for your help with my pussy."
His eyes widened with surprise, a huge grin splitting his face before he bellowed a laugh. "The mouth on this one! I would've never guessed!" He fell into another fit of laughter.
"Your pussy?" Sesshomaru questioned. "I don't think so." His hand went between her thighs and delicately cupped her abused flesh. "As soon as you are healed, I will remind you that you belong to me; every hair, every limb, every entry inside you belongs to me."
Before he could say anything else, the bundle of fur in his lap began to growl, blindly wriggling around in the fur. Takara laughed, reaching into his fur to stroke their son. "I think someone disagrees with you."
He smirked, also reaching in the fur bundle, his bigger hands interlocking with hers to also stroke Kuromaru. "I will share you with him, for now, but don't try to change the subject. When you have conceived again-"
"'When?'"
"Yes, when. I enjoy your scent, your taste, and the sight of you swollen with my pup. So, when you've conceived again-"
"And how soon is that going to be?"
His eyes narrowed at her. "As soon as I can manage. Now, when you do-"
"Can I get pregnant while nursing?"
Sesshomaru's hand covered her mouth. "Yes, you can, and I will do what I can to ensure you do. Now, will you allow this?"
When he didn't remove his hand, Takara gave him a pointed look. "You don't need to speak to shake your head yes or no." He told her. Finally, she nodded in the affirmative and he removed his hand. "Difficult woman."
"Sex Hungry Demon"
"I like her," Tōga laughed, standing and heading to the screen door.
"Guess we'll find out how much soon, huh?"
"Indeed, we will, Little One. Now get some rest. Sesshomaru, I'll keep watch and speak with you later." Sesshomaru gave him a nod and he left without another word, but as soon as the screen shut, Takara removed her hand from her son, tangled her hands in Sesshomaru's hair and pulled him to her for another kiss, eager and longing for him to do as he promised.
He broke their kiss to allow her to gasp for air, carefully adjusted so their bundled-up son was out of his lap and resting in the pile of furs before climbing over top of her careful to avoid touching her sensitive areas. His mouth came over hers, invading and conquering until she was forced to surrender, breaking away for air and exposing her throat and mating mark to him.
"How much longer?" She gasped as he made his way back up the column of her throat and delving back into her mouth.
"For what?" He didn't give her a chance to respond right away.
"Until I can have you inside me again?" She pulled him back to her, meeting his mouth as he snarled his excitement. Their tongues tangled together, and she could feel his fangs, slightly lengthened in his excitement along with the pressing thickness of his cock pressing into her stomach. She broke their kiss yet again as she starred into his molten honey gaze. "Also, I don't think it's normal to be so… aroused right now. I feel like I shouldn't even want you to touch me right now."
"It isn't normal. It's because I've been tending your injuries. My saliva encourages your body to heal and also arouses you." That didn't stop him from plundering her mouth once more until her breath was stolen away. "But don't worry, My Treasure. I will wait until you desire me without influence. It is very likely you will be disinterested for a while and that is fine."
That struck her as odd. "You really think I'll be disinterested?"
"Yes, but it is natural while you are healing."
She snorted at the thought. "Yeah, I don't know if that's possible, bar mid-labor." She leaned back into the furs, raking her fingers across his scalp until his head dropped, rumbling growls tumbling from him. She lowered her voice to whisper to him. "When I met you, if I didn't know you were a demon, I would've sworn you were a god."
He snarled his approval, her praise stroking his ego as she caressed him, but didn't respond further. The pulsing rod of lead against her stomach also throbbed in approval. "Stand up for me?"
He did as she requested, even helping her to her knees. Before he could question her motives, Takara began untying the knot of his hakama until she was able to free his throbbing cock from the confines of his clothing. "Takara…" He growled her name as she stroked the velvet covered steel a few times before taking him into her mouth, swallowing him as deeply as she could and marking the depth with her hand.
She eagerly sucked him, bobbing her head back and forth to take as much of his cock in her mouth and down her throat as she could without choking. His hand brushed her hair to the side before grabbing a handful of her raven locks to hold and guide her rhythm.
Eager to improve her own performance, Takara took a deep breath, relaxed her throat and slowly eased more of his cock into her mouth, feeling him begin to slide deeper into her throat than before. She held him there for a moment, looking up to him as her eyes watered from the pressure. Through blurry eyes, she watched as his molten honey hues narrow in pleasure, his lip lifting to reveal a hint of fang.
Unable to take anymore of him, she backed off and took a deep gasping breath, lifting his cock to drag her mouth from the root of his cock to the head, following the thick pulsing vein underneath and back down, gently sucking his sac as she caught her breath.
"Excellent, My Treasure" he praised her, as she took him back into her mouth, sucking hard enough to indent her cheeks until he snarled his approval.
One hand on the root of his cock, the other grasping his drawn up sac, Takara eagerly went back to swallowing as much of his cock as she could until his hands tightened in her hair. The insistent pulsing of his cock gave away his imminent climax and she pulled back, opening her mouth wide and resting the tip of his cock on her tongue as she pumped his cock with both hands. As soon as her sapphire eyes met his amber ones, Sesshomaru snarled and spicy, salty warmth coated her tongue and mouth as he came.
Once the pulses in his cock lessened, Takara's lips wrapped around the head of his cock, sucking every drop of his essence she could draw from him. Overwhelmed with sensation, Sesshomaru pulled her off his cock. Unphased by his rough handling, Takara maintained their eye contact as she swallowed his offering, rubbing her hands up his thighs to his firm ass and back down.
He reached down and wiped away the trail of tears from her eyes, his expression pleased. "Thank you, My Treasure" His thumb gently slid across her bottom lip, his fingers hooking under her chin. "That was magnificent."
She smiled with pride as she helped him right his clothing, a bit upset that he was dressed. Slowly, Takara eased herself back to her pile of furs, lifting Sesshomaru's fur to check on her son. Since he was sleeping soundly, she decided it would be best to follow his lead and try to take a short nap before he needed to be fed again.
"I was wondering," she yawned, snuggling deep into her fur pile, covering herself with a blanket. "Would it be possible to have a private area close by?"
"Private in what way?" Sesshomaru questioned, moving Kuromaru close enough she could rest her hand on him.
"Private enough for just the two of us to lay around and walk around naked where we don't have to worry about the servants or Rin walking in on us inside or outside?"
"Outside?" He questioned as she began to drift off, leaning down to stroke her hair.
"Mhmm," she mumbled. "It should be a crime that you have to wear clothes." She couldn't be sure, but she was certain he was softly laughing as she drifted off to sleep.
It may have only been an hour or two since she drifted off to sleep, but Kuromaru's insistent whining, a demand for food or attention woke her. She smiled as she unwrapped Sesshomaru's fur and found him rooting for a way out. "Hello, my love," she softly called to him, blowing a gentle breath to see if he could find her. She doubted he would be able to hear yet, or at least hear well.
He stopped his whining for a moment, his little nose lifting in the air, so she blew another breath in his direction. He wobbled for a moment before he wriggled his way around and tried to scurry in her direction. She kept her face down to him and waited patiently as he made his way over to her. His little nose hit her chin and as tempting as it was to just pick him up, Takara knew he needed and was able to root out his meal.
That didn't mean he would do it quietly.
He whimpered and whined the entire time he searched for his meal, but once he found her chest, she untied her yukata and lifted him to where he could suckle. He grunted his indignance as he latched on to her breast and she laughed. "I know," she whispered, stroking her hand down his back. "How dare I make you work for your food?"
"As you should," Sesshomaru spoke from the porch. "He won't learn if we bring everything to him."
"That's right," She agreed, leaning down to kiss his furry head. "Only your father can be so entitled." The soft growl from the porch only made her smile broaden.
A knock at the screen door caught her attention and Rin announced her return with her ink, scrolls, brushes and a tray in tow. "Are you busy, Takara?" Even if she had been, Takara would've dropped everything at her gentle pleading.
"No, I think I've got this. Want to practice your writing?" Her tiny face lit up and she eagerly nodded, moving her supplies closer.
While Kuromaru fed, Takara instructed Rin on her writing. This time she wanted to write her brother's name.
"Very good, Rin," Takara stroked her dark locks. "You're getting so much better. You'll be writing letters before you know it." It then occurred to her. "Sesshomaru? Did you ever let your mother know Kuromaru was born?"
It was silent for a moment before he answered. "I did not, but I'm sure she is aware."
"Should we formally let her know? She was rather insistent for a pup."
"Very well, I will send word via Jaken."
"Well, while I have everything right here, do you want me to write her?" She wasn't sure what she should say to his mother, but she would try her best to be as formal and respectful as possible.
From beyond the screen, Sesshomaru voiced his approval. "If you wish. You may include an invitation to come and visit him if she would like."
Takara turned her attention back to the little girl who was eager to watch Takara compose a letter. "Rin, would you bring me two clean towels, some soap, and a bucket of warm water while I write this letter?"
Without any hesitation, Rin jumped up to do her bidding. "Sure, but what are you going to do with it?"
"You'll see."
While Rin rushed out the door to fetch the required items, Takara adjusted Kuromaru to a more comfortable position and began composing her letter. She was as formal as possible in her announcement in referencing the birth, and a little more familiar at her invitation, but not to where she would feel Takara was writing out of an obligation.
As she finished the letter, Rin made it back into the room with the requested items. She motioned the little girl closer and asked her to pick up the brush and ink pot after dipping one of the towels in water to dampen it. "What are we doing?" Rin asked while Takara set the letter to one side and put a clean piece of paper beside it.
"Alright, Rin. Take the brush and paint his hand now that he is done eating and I'll show you what we're going to do."
It seemed that Takara had also caught Sesshomaru's attention as he too wondered what his mate was up to. She gave him a smile and carefully removed her pup from her breast and turned him in her lap, moving his palm where Rin could do as instructed. Once his little paw was painted, Takara moved to press it to the blank paper first as a test run, lifting his paw to see a perfect print.
"That looks good. Let's do it again." Excited to see the outcome, Rin set about painting her brother's tiny paw so Takara could press it to the letter to Sesshomaru's mother. She took the damp towel to wipe off the excess ink until no more stained the towel and next instructed Rin to do the same to his tiny back paw, the more canine like of the two.
Again, she did a practice run on the blank paper before doing a final run below the first print on the letter to Sesshomaru's mother. She allowed the ink on the papers to dry while she cleaned her son's paw off, but it seemed he was getting tired of arts and crafts and began to wriggle.
Careful not to spill the ink, Rin set the brushes and ink on Sesshomaru's desk and moved the tray with the letters away while Takara did her best to make sure every bit of ink was off her son's foot before handing him off to his father. She held her letter for him to read for his approval which he gave. "The different prints will catch her attention and she will rush to investigate. She may even be here by the evening."
"Do you mind, or would you prefer I wait. I'm fine either way… unless you feel otherwise?"
He didn't answer, calling Jaken to him instead while she carefully moved to seal the letter. Takara had just finished when the little creature scampered in the room to do his master's bidding. She handed the letter off to Jaken, thanking the little creature and receiving a low bow from him before he excused himself to deliver the letter.
"Will it matter if I am in a yukata, or should I get dressed?" she asked, but Sesshomaru shook his head. He didn't want any additional layers to sift through when he moved to tend to her injuries. After grabbing his fur, and bundling up Kuromaru, Sesshomaru returned to the porch so that Takara could work with Rin on her writing.
She took a moment while Rin gathered her materials and inspected her son's prints. His handprint looked like the perfect blend of human and animal, the nail marks and pads on his fingers and palm clear in the print, but in the shape of a human hand. The hind paw, however looked like a regular puppy print.
It struck her then and there how lucky she was that Sesshomaru had brought her back to his time. If she hadn't, Takara could only imagine her doctor's reaction to any ultrasound pictures that she would've had. The thought of a doctor passing on the pictures to other scientists and that they might've demanded she abort him or taken him away once he was born filled her with a sudden sense of dread.
"Takara?" Sesshomaru was there in an instant, feeling her terror as it built up inside her.
"Are you alright, Takara?" Rin asked, moving closer as Takara grabbed her son from Sesshomaru, pulling him and the little girl close to her as she tried to compose herself.
"Yeah," She finally got out. "Just hormones going crazy." Once the feeling eased, she handed Kuromaru off to Rin and pulled Sesshomaru to sit behind her, arranging his arms so that he held her before pulling Rin to where she could hold both her little ones.
"What's wrong, Takara?" Sesshomaru questioned after a moment.
"I couldn't help but think how lucky I am that you found me in… my world." She shivered again at the thought. "If you hadn't, I don't think Kuromaru would've been with me or even alive."
A deep rumbling growl grew from him as she continued.
"We have these… machines to where you can get a picture of what a baby looks like in the womb. If they had seen him, they would've either tried to get me to end the pregnancy or tried to take him away once he was born." Takara could feel the tears welling up in her eyes again at the thought, and she held Rin and her son tightly against her. "Sesshomaru if you hadn't found me-"
"Hush, My Treasure." Sesshomaru cut her off, stroking her head. "You are safe, and I will not allow anything to happen to any of you."
"It's okay, Takara. I won't let anyone take him away from you either." Rin reassured her and Takara squeezed the little girl tightly in a hug.
"I don't want anything to happen to you either, Rin."
"It won't." Sesshomaru cut her off. "All of you are safe here with me." It took her a few more minutes and a few tears to gather herself, but she slowly released her death grip on her little ones and tried to move past her moment of fear. She worked to hold herself together and instructed Rin to write Kuromaru's name beside his paw prints.
"I'm not sure about the feet, but how about doing one with your name and handprints, Rin?" Takara offered, pulling up another paper for her to use. Rin eagerly did as suggested and Takara asked her to leave them with her so she could hang them up later.
Finally, over her little panic spell, Takara dismissed Rin to go outside and play for a while and to send in a few of the servants to tidy up the room in preparation for their visitor. She could only hope that everything went well.