A/N 2022 UPDATE: I have revised this fanfic, sort of an extended version, but not by much really. I think if I added anymore, it would defeat the whole mood-in-a-moment kind of vibe. The first chapter is the OG. This story was written right before Yashahime came out. Please review.

A/N: My first attempt at this kind of fic. In my opinion this is a realistic lemon, something that would have happened between the two.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inuyasha anything.

"Rin".

"...Hai..."

Silence. The world has stopped, and she doesn't know what to do. A ringing in her ears has dissipated just as quickly as it started. The heavy blanket of some incomprehensible nothing is slowly receding her mind. Her vision, crystal clear, yet not fully focused, she sees a wisp of white and red fade into a sea of green. The forest. Inuyasha's forest...

"I will not cease."

"Sesshomaru-sama... I-"

Before she could finish, his hand reaches out and seized her arm. His grip tight, she feels her muscles and bone grind against each other in protest as he swings her around and drives her body into the ground. The early dew on the grass starts to seep into her yukata, sending a cold chill up her back before her skin gradually succumbs to its cold damp bed.

She feels the entire weight of him on top of her as he slams his body against hers and she feels the air rush out of her. She tries to draw her breath back in and feels more of the cold ground on the small of her back. He grabs her waist with one hand and squeezes, pulling her hips up towards him.

Rin felt something against her thigh, firm, twitching. She immediately feels this hot, pulsating ache start from her navel and seep down between her thighs. He pulls her to him again and again this feeling trickles throughout her body, stronger.

She has never acted on this feeling before. This almost painful sensation that she doesn't know how to quell. She gyrates her hips towards his on impulse, and in response both of their hips crash down further into the ground. Hip bones grinding against hip bones.

The same tingling sensation radiates all over as she feels his hands searching, groping her body through her robes. She starts to feel for his body. She has the sudden want to feel, to see his bare skin and she fumbles through cloth clumsily and entangles her arms while he pulls and kneads at her aggressively. The sharp, pinching pain of his rough ministrations egging on her own feelings of savage lust.

"Rin..." Sesshomaru breathes, his voice lower, husky. It tickles the hair on her neck. She turned her head towards his face, and he buries his into her neck, nipping the skin with his teeth.

Rin takes in a shaky breath at the unknown feeling. Miroku would display this type of affection openly and Sango would always be swatting him away.

She suddenly wants to kiss him. The kind of kiss she has seen all couples do. She wants to feel his lips on hers and feel this sweet something, the love she's seen between Inuyasha and Kagome when they think no one is around.

Sesshomaru turns his face and brushes it against hers. She stills, waiting, not breathing. He grazes his lips over her cheek, then softly over her nose. Then he moves to her cheek again and dips over to her ear and takes her little lobe between his teeth. She exhales loudly and tries to suppress a grin at the sudden ticklish feeling.

Then she feels that hot blush creep down between her thighs once she realizes his hands are touching her bare skin. Goosebumps immediately form and her hair stands on end at the feeling, reminding her to try and continue her own search for skin contact.

He realizes what she is trying to do; fumbling to do and aids in taking off his robes till she can see his white complexion in the dark. Simply flawless. She shivers and tries to take in as much as she can humanly see before he rests his body on top of hers again.

He brushes one hand over her stomach, down towards her legs and bunches up her yukata before hastily pushing it up around her hips. Rin startles with childish embarrassment. Her own body about to be on display, she makes a move to pull the cotton back down on impulse but freezes when she feels the rumble of his chest as he lets out a low growl. A warning.

His hand then traces back down its path, fingers lightly brushing that crease of skin between leg and mound. Gasping from just that small bit of contact, her stomach muscles quiver as she sucks in her breath. Then she feels light pressure in between her legs and instantly squirms from underneath him as he slides his fingers in her. Rin doesn't know what to think. She's embarrassed by the intimacy. He pulls his hand away and she can feel this strange wetness leave on his fingers. She doesn't want to look at his reaction. So, she shuts her eyes.

She's frozen now. She can feel him lift off her slightly and feels the tearing of her cotton straight down the middle. She opens her eyes and sees Sesshomaru staring down at her. She can feel the heat of his gaze searing her skin. A few seconds pass and the embarrassment sweeps back in. She clutches at his sides to pull him back down to her.

Feeling the hardness by her hip again she shifts over to try and move it center. He reciprocates and she can feel him rubbing against her. She doesn't remember how or when but his hakama has been pulled away and she feels his hot skin on hers. She is just about to wrap her arms under his when she feels that hardness press at her entrance. Bare skin on bare skin.

He's nudging his knees in between her legs, spreading them. She lets him in, relaxing her legs, not realizing how tense she was. As he leans back down, Rin can feel that firm muscle skim across the top of her center, soft skin nudging, prodding further down. He gives a gentle thrust, just enough to spread her wetness on himself. Rin has this instant urge to press herself to him, to fill this longing inside her. He touches her cheek with one hand and she nuzzles into it.

"Sesshomaru-sama... I want-"

She suppresses a scream in her throat and tries to jerk away, tries to push away when she suddenly feels a stabbing pain from below. He puts his full weight on her and grabs her by the waist with one hand and directs one of her arms to the side as he starts moving inside her.

Her eyes water and she can't blink away the blurriness. For a moment she concentrates on his body against hers, the weight over her chest, her lungs. His shoulder pushing her cheek into the grass that she has fistfuls of. Dirty fingernails digging into the cold earth.

She can't understand the pain that he's inflicting. Trying not to hold her breath, she lets out a grunt of air as she unclenches the muscles in her legs. Rin tries to refocus on the touches he's making. When he grabs her thigh and runs his hand down. The short and shallow breaths he makes against her neck.

Through the hot stinging sensation, she starts to feel a dull ache down in the pit of her stomach. An ache filled with pain but something she wants fulfilled. She wraps her legs around his waist and realizes it made more room for him to move freely. She loosens up her body more, relaxes with each push.

He lifts his head up to look her in the eyes and she stares right back with tears falling down her flushed cheeks. He lowers his lips to hers, gentle at first. She kisses back with fervor, letting the kiss fuel her emotions.

Sesshomaru breaks off the kiss with a low groan and she scrambles her hands up to his face to pull him back down again. He presses his forehead against hers and his breath is quickening. Silver strands of hair falls on either side of his face and showers over her. It's cool and soft texture tickles her nose as she breathes in and out. Rin rocks with him as it feels easiest and less painful.

Just then Sesshomaru falls onto her and wraps his arms around her entire body, squeezing her beneath him. Suddenly, he slows down his pace and she can feel his stomach contract against hers. She feels his back muscles roll in waves underneath her fingers and his legs are tense but vibrating. She holds on tight, kissing the skin in front of his ear as he presses his face into her neck. Hot breath tickling the hair on her neck.

Rin feels the same stinging raw pain as he withdraws from her and lays by her side. Something trickles between her legs; she can feel it. Rin became uncomfortable and closes her legs together.

They lay in silence. Rin wanted to touch him, hold him to make sure it wasn't all a dream. Seconds tick by. She is too afraid to act on that feeling now.

After a while, Sesshomaru stirs. He silently stands and starts to dress. Rin sits up and tucks her arms to her chest, watching him. She looks down at herself, and for a split-second, moves to try and cover her lower half before wrapping her arms around each other again. With the last of his clothing on he turns back to Rin.

"I will stay till the sun rises."

He starts walking toward the trees. Rin can barely see him through the dark. She can make out a glimmer of ghost white light gliding here and there around their surroundings.

Rin feels the night breeze now, goosebumps spreading on her bare skin. Not the good kind. She shivers and stares at the clothing around her, trying to discern where to grab first. Something trickles out of her again and she stiffens, willing it to stop out of awkwardness and confusion. After the pause she hurriedly grabs her torn yukata and wraps it around herself.

Trying to stand up she gasps and the breath hisses out of her as she straightens up in surprised pain. Her body feels stiff, sore and cold. Rin hears the water from the stream nearby and turns back towards Sesshomaru-sama, only he's just a few feet away now. She lets out a muffled noise. They stare at each other through the darkness for a long moment. She can barely see his eyes roam over her body. He had come to check on her. Determining that she was alright, he slowly turns back towards the tree he stood post at.

Rin watches as he lithely retreats back into the darkness. She feels the awkward wetness again, only this time going further down her legs. She turns towards the small stream and shuffles over in haste.

Once there she gently steps into the cool water and sits at the water's edge. Rin dips her hand in, feeling the small current flow through her fingers. She thinks of the cool silver strands of hair curtaining over her face. She smiles.