AN: Just to put it out there, I realize that it's not realistic for a rape victim to fall in love with the rapist. And beyond that, I don't condone such a retched, horrible, disgusting occurrence. However, Kagome is as I make her for this story, and Sesshoumaru as well. I can be as unrealistic, and sick, as I feel like being.
The reason for that blurb is a review I got in response to last ch.. I'm glad I got the review, it's important for readers to be able to say when they don't like the story, but it shook me up a little, and so…. to make myself feel better :cough: I decided to rebut it- even though it's a weak rebuttal.
If you are underage, GO AWAY! This story contains violence and sexual situations.
AN: another thing….. I'm going to ignore a couple of commas. It won't make reading more difficult I don't think. My sentences are long, and to put commas between adjectives and between phrases might get ….. interesting.
Disclaimer: ….. ditto?
Dishonor
Ch. 3 Purification
He nipped at her lips, delved with his tongue, and conquered with his hands. His mouth left hers in favor of tasting elsewhere. His heated gaze preceded his hands, trailing over his prey's flushed skin.
He lessened the pressure of his hands, beginning instead to stroke with whispering intensity. He slid his tongue along her collar bone before nipping lightly. He secured his hands on Kagome's hips and reeled her in, and as he settled her against him, raised his head to look at her.
His prey stood tall, its back rigid, and its face slack.
Kagome hovered at the edge of awareness. Her eye lids hung heavy, and her head lay tilted back, like that of someone dead or unconscious. She knew, with some strange certainty, that only a moment ago she had felt threatened and scared, but now…? Confused, Kagome thrust away the dark fog inside her head, straining to sense what it was she knew was going to hurt her. Hands. There were hands on her. Wet. Cold. She was cold? No, the hands were warm, and there was heat forming low within her being. Perception warped, and Kagome forgot the moment of fuzzy comprehension, too appalled with her apparent compliance as well as Sesshoumaru's advances to care. Vibrant furry lit up in open blue eyes.
Sesshoumaru's crimson orbs gleamed in amusement, his lips begging permission to sneer. So his prey was angry was she? He would teach her to put that anger to good use… eventually.
Kagome place her hands on Sesshoumaru's chest and shoved. She put her whole body into it, taking advantage of his off balance stance. Sesshoumaru took a step back (on purpose of course) and, eyes glittering, smirked.
"Not cold anymore, I see."
Kagome glared at Sesshoumaru, backed away slightly, and began edging around the boulder. Keeping her sights on Sesshoumaru, Kagome moved slowly for shore. She didn't miss the growing excitement in his eyes and she had to order herself not to panic and run. His beast was in control. A death or hunt, would be just as satisfactory as a-a-a… what he was doing.
Kagome trembled slightly and promptly stubbed her toe on a rock. Wincing and gritting her teeth against the pain, Kagome shoved a finger in Sesshoumaru's direction, "you stay right there." Fixing a glare at the unresponsive Lord, Kagome kicked her feet up and began a furious backstroke. Her legs and arms fueled her through the water while her gaze stayed unwavering on Sesshoumaru, as though to stare him into obedience and tameness.
At the precise instant that Sesshoumaru started through the water, Kagome's head hit sand and a pulse of purple ki exploded behind her eyes.
The world spun.
Kagome could feel in obtrusive clarity the grating of sand on skin, the icy prickle of water, and a tingling spreading warmth where Sesshoumaru had touched her. Every stride that Sesshoumaru took sent the sound of water rushing through Kagome's hearing so that she knew with every impulse fired off from ear to brain that the water had betrayed her once more in allowing Sesshoumaru closer. Her lips, her pitiable abused lips, clung swollen and red to a mouth that was lost, frozen to a moment in which it had been devoured in warm spice. Kagome swam in red, let it glide over her skin, slip odorless past her face, until in pooled in her head and dissolved all else. Red. Pounding, pulsing, living red. Kagome watched her blood course through her, driven from her heart in ever increasing throbs, until, without consent or understanding, her hand leapt toward the flowing stream. Purple ink bled from her pale slender fingertips and swallowed the fleshy cells- leaving naught, but snowy ash.
Kagome whimpered in dawning realization. The miko powers she had been gifted with at birth were killing her. Having learned what she was meant to, Kagome felt herself roll- turn out into new, slick skin. Cast from the suffocating aura of her struggling soul, Kagome reached for her bearings, and her gaze, still engaged at present in its waltz with death, found Sesshoumaru.
Sesshoumaru sat straddling his prey, contemplating. Languidly, he stretched out across her body and, contrary to his nature, gently took her breast into his mouth. His tongue swirled over her while his hands roamed as feather soft touches that left bruising trails of heat. Nipping the erect nipple, Sesshoumaru freed his mouth and turned his attention once more to Kagome herself. 'Good. She's paying attention now.'
Kagome's eyes widened. The way Sesshoumaru had just looked at her, his eyes cold and calculating even as his lips laughed at her… Kagome started trembling. Her mind reeled, caught between an instinct of self preservation and mortification. The bile at the back of her mouth had come forth unnoticed, and her head felt trapped in a ever tightening vice. Her pulse hammered though her, so that she ached with the force of it. The heat spreading in her body was searing, unbearable, and not of Sesshoumaru's doing. Kagome decided then, that she could empathize with any demon who, due to being subjected to purification, hated mikos. She felt that she could even justify the murders of her kind on this holy torture. Pain is a powerful tool when wielded to help one come to an understanding, and, as Kagome was purifying herself, she had quite the understanding.
The recognition of mortal pain came slow, and blinking, Kagome resurfaced from her mind. Blood was oozing in steady streams from her stomach- or the remains of it. Kagome saw herself in a numb, detached state, ironically she felt, the way Sesshoumaru looked at things, separate and indifferent. The ribbons of skin peeled from her body had been viciously taken, without thought or premeditation. In a slight state of awe, Kagome came to the conclusion that this man was not the Lord of the Western Lands. It wasn't Sesshoumaru, who was incapable of action without thought. No, he was the type that pondered his choices, weighed his options. Sesshoumaru would have caused more pain and let less blood. This -thing- on top of her was a lust driven, base-instinct driven beast. The thought that this creature lurked within the recesses of Sesshoumaru's soul was what frightened her. There would be no reasoning, no struggling. This would happen, was already happening. Kagome had the sudden urge to cry.
Sesshoumaru inhaled deeply.
Blood. A rush of hot metallic glory. A lust driven beast gave way to an enlightened youkai, and Sesshoumaru, our calm, stoic Lord, ceased to be. Youkai and beast clashed, melded, and ripped free from each other. Crimson eyes, already filled with lust, allowed for hunger of a different sort, a hunger that fed on and caused pain.
Far away, in a shadowed, slimy, prison of a place, Sesshoumaru struggled in vain to free himself. Exhausted, and knowing that to fight with himself would only hurt the girl more, Sesshoumaru succumbed a second time to the instincts he had so long ago repressed.
Whew! Another chapter finished :toots a whistle and throws confetti: Well, the lemon isn't quite here yet. To be quite honest, I do believe I'm avoiding writing it. Oh well.
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Skitzoflame- very possible that Kagome is slow, but I'm attempting to sketch her as compassionate and innocent. In that, there is a lot of room for being slow.
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Lizzie- Ah. The best cliff-hangers are those that the author has nothing to say after. Hence, it's as much a mystery to the author as to the reader, as to how the story will proceed. In truth, I don't much like cliff-hangers either.
Gopher2806- Yes, for the plot to get where I want it, Sesshoumaru is going to rape Kagome. The rape itself will be, how did you put it- full of torment- yes, but as much because Sesshoumaru is hurting her as because her powers are way outta wack. Kagome will not be immune to a bit of unstableness. Continue to enjoy!
Don't-Touch-My-Sesshy- Terrific sn! A girl (or boy as it might be) after my own heart! Thank You!
azn-modern-miko- Dishonor is loss of honor, respect, or reputation, or (put another way) a state of shame or disgrace. I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and I hope you liked this one as well.
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White Tiger Princess - I'm loathe to admit I'm curious as to how I'm going to do the next couple of chapters myself. All the same, I wish you happy readings. Please enjoy!
Jess- I hope I manage to keep Sesshoumaru to your liking. I think I'm going to be struggling a little down the road. I too want to keep him a little darker, but if he's too dark then the plot will go down the drain, so to speak. Please review and let me know what you think of Sess's characterization down the road! Enjoy.
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