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LEMON! LEMON! Close your eyes! Stop reading! Agh! Lemon, I tell you! Don't forget the lime! Lemon and lime!
AN: Um, yeah... I'm really uncomfortable writing lemons so someone else wrote this whole chapter...
It was a beautiful night. Stars twinkled and the moon shined down brightly in milky clusters of swaths. A night that convinced you everything was finally right in the world.
Nearly a month had passed with Kagome residing in the Taisho manor. Sesshomaru and her were on- and off. She wanted to set things straight. If he felt the same way, she would continue living at the mansion. If not... she would return to InuYasha. She still felt it was her obligation to remain by his side as she originally promised.
She remembered his kisses. Passionate, and yet tender. Thinking about it made her shiver with an unrecognizable feeling. It made her ache with longing to be held by him, kissed by him... touched by him. Inuyasha had always made her feel this way, but they were both to stubborn to act on it. In her elaborate room, Kagome removed her kimono- a silky red one with a jade dragon roaring at the stormy heavens. For a silk, "light weight" thing, it sure dragged her down! Kagome donned on a nightgown from home, unaware about how revealing and provocative it was. It had a plunging v-neck, revealing her deep cleavage, and the length was cut to barely cover her butt, let alone her underwear. The material was thin- so thin you could see her peaks on her round breasts. She lied down on her futon, but was too energetic to sleep. Her nightgown swirled about her long, graceful legs as she walked over to the connecting door to Sesshomaru's room. She pressed a hand upon the smooth wood, her fingers spread wide, desire pulsating within her. Dare she open the door?
The urge to do so was strong. He had criticized her, hurt her, but most of all, loved her. Any last vestiges of restraint were destroyed. He had proven that she was important to him. Tonight she wanted to belong to him, heart, body, and soul.
Slowly, she moved her hand down to the silver plated door handle. Not giving herself time to change her mind, Kagome pressed down the handle and pushed open the door. "Fuck!"
The wood vibrated beneath her hands as it slammed to a halt. "Se- Sess- Sesshomaru?" Kagome peered around the door to see Sesshomaru standing a few feet away, rubbing his forehead. The disgruntled look he gave her set off her already jangling nerves, causing a chuckle to break free. His sarcastic voice broke free. "No, it's not I, Sesshomaru, it's Jaken."
He continued to soothe the injured spot. "So delighted to provide entertainment."
"Oh, Sesshy," she said, gasping to control her giggles. "I had no idea you were standing on the other side of the door."
"I should hope not."
Kagome pushed open the door the rest of the way and stopped into his room. "I almost knocked," she offered as an apology.
"Little consolation at this point," Sesshomaru returned, before allowing his hand to fall to his side. "Luckily, I have an unbelievably hard head and it would take far greater a blow to knock it in."
Her smile widened. "I'll keep that in mind."
He shook his head, a wry twist to his lips. "Charming, Kagome. Simply charming." Suddenly, his motions stilled, his gaze flicking toward the door, as if he just realized the implications of her actions.
He looked back at her, his jaw tight. His gaze dropped downward, roving over her shoulders, down the ribbon flowing over her bodice, and onto her legs, visible through the thin muslin. Every inch his glance touched set her aflame. Finally, he lifted his eyes to capture her gaze, his expression leaving little doubt as to his intentions. "I must say, I heartily approve the change of attire."
The husky depths of his voice strummed a welcoming chord within her. "I'd hoped you would."
He took a step forward. "Am I correct in assuming this is for my benefit?" He slipped a finger beneath the strap on her shoulder.
She gasped at the simple touch, her sensitized flesh absorbing the heat from his fingertip. "Who else?"
"Who else indeed," Sesshomaru murmured, closing the distance between them. He dipped his head to press a moist kiss upon the curve of her shoulder. "How long I have waited..."
"An eternity," she whispered, tilting her head to the side to allow him greater access. She felt his smile against her skin.
"Day after day I imagined this moment, dreamed of how you'd look... how you'd feel." He lightly nipped at the base of her neck. "Nothing could have prepared me for the reality of you."
He hands slid up his dressing robe as she arched herself against his throbbing hardness. "Please..." she whispered, light as the wind. "Make love to me."
He lifted his head, bringing a hand up to sweep her hair away from her face. "No, Kagome, I'm going to make love with you."
She melted beneath his tender words. "With me," she cooed.
He nodded slowly, lowering is head until he brushed his lips against hers.
Intense heat flared within her at the soft touch, brining a gasp from her. "Please," she whimpered, tightening her arms around his neck.
"I plan to." His breath rushed out over her lips. "I plan to please you very much." His mouth moved upon hers, nibbling, tasting, until she thought she'd go mad from want. Finally, he settled his luscious mouth upon hers, his lips enticing hers wide, his tongue delving deep, stroking the fires of her passion higher.
She had dreamed about this day, but nothing could prepare her for the sensation. It swept through her, forcing her to feel desperately alive. Sesshomaru slid his hands down her arm, fingers trailing softly, before wrapping around her waist. Then he eased his mouth off hers, sipping lightly until he'd broken their kiss.
A soft sound of protest slipped from her, bringing a sensual smile of pleasure onto his face. The slight tremor in his muscles as he bent, lifting her into the cradle of his arms, brought a smile to her face.
The firelight flickered on the glistening furniture, but Kagome had no notice of anything other than Sesshomaru's destination- her bed. Wrapped in his arms as he carried her across her chamber, she felt so wanted, so cherished. Gently, he set her onto her feet.
"Let me see you," he urged, sliding his hands along her shoulders, freeing the straps of her nightgown. As the garment slipped down to her waist, catching upon her slender hips, Kagome stood, proud, beneath Sesshomaru's impassioned gaze.
"You're more beautiful than I imagined," he whispered, lifting a hand to cup her breast. Her eyes closed as she arched her back toward the wonderful touch. "Se- Sess!"
He glossed his hand downward, smoothing the nightgown over her hips, allowing it to drop onto the floor, a forgotten pile on the smooth wood. He stepped back, his hands falling to his sides, as he gazed at her in all her glory.
Kagome blushed beneath his look, amazed that she had the power to cause that feverish glow within him. She lifted one of her fingers, beckoning. "Please," she asked again.
His hands remained unwavering as he loosened his obi, the heavy cloth dropping to the floor. He stood in the firelight, offering himself to her. Her swift intake of breath caused him to smile, but his expression disappeared into one of heated desire when she stepped forward, placing an outstretched hand upon his masculine chest.
In awe of the raw, chiseled beauty before her, Kagome feathered her hands over his chest, across his broad shoulders, and down the muscled arms, unable to touch enough of the sculpted form. She melted inside as she touched his virile body.
When her fingertip traced one of the small scarred nicks upon his chest, Sesshomaru reached up to hold her hand still. "... I was tortured for who I was when I was young," his harsh rasp brought tears to her eyes.
He pressed her palm flat against his breastbone, spreading her fingers wide. "I referred to my scars. Do you feel them?"
She nodded, lifting her free hand to cup his cheek. "They are a part of you now, Sesshomaru. They serve as a testament to your courage, your strength."
The blaze of heat in his gaze ignited an inferno within her. "Kagome," he groaned, pulling her to his body, pressing his burning flesh against hers. His hardness fitted in perfect compliment to her softness. Sesshomaru closed his mouth over her upturned one, their bodies moving against each other, enticing deeper emotions as fierce passion descended upon them.
She wrapped her arms tightly about his neck, withholding nothing. Sesshomaru turned her slightly, lowering her onto the bed, never breaking off their kiss. Mouths melded, bodies writhed, and legs entwined. Their differences were forgotten beneath the blaze of desire.
Sesshomaru shifted his head, trailing a line of kisses down the vulnerable arch of her neck. Andrea caressed the defined muscles of his back, beyond though, beyond logic. Powerful needs ruled within her, sensitizing her only to the touch of Sesshomaru's mouth, his hands, his body.
His meandering kisses led to the slope of her breast, bringing a moan of yearning from her. She arched back, seeking deeper satisfaction, craving the feel of his mouth upon her. His hot breath rushed over her pouting nipple, promising unbidden delights.
A loud gasp broke from her when his lips closed about the aching point of her breast, sending electrical waves of passion shooting through her. Kagome curled her fingers into his hair, holding him to her breast, never wanting the satisfying kisses to end.
She quivered beneath Sesshomaru's hand as he traced the line of her hips, then inward, onto the soft flesh of her abdomen. Andrea swirled her hips upward, yearning for this, the most intimate of touches. As his fingers feathered through the hair on her mound, she parted her legs, welcoming him, beckoning him. The scent of her arousal filled the heated air, intensifying the fervor of Sesshomaru's love making.
He drew her nipple deeply into his mouth as he cupped her womanhood, his fingers rubbing against her. Kagome twisted beneath his touch, crying out for more. Slowly, slowly, Sesshomaru allowed his finger to curve inward, easing into her moisture, causing a shuddering moan to break from Kagome.
A few gentle strokes sent her over the edge, delicious sensations bursting to life within her, as she stiffened beneath him. Shuddering, Kagome lay back on the bed, unable to believe the intensity of her reaction to his caresses.
"Beautiful," he murmured against the flesh of her stomach as he moved downward. The excitement began to spark to life within her again. He licked, nipped, fondled and kissed his way down her body, all the while her fingers clutched tightly in his thick, silvery mane, pushing him down to her forbidden area that no man had ever touched.
When Sesshomaru spread her legs wide and moved between them, Kagome squirmed away, embarrassed by the intimacy. "Don't," she whispered. "I... I have never done this before with anyone, let alone Inuyasha."
His eyes registered shock, but was quickly shrouded away. "Not even with him?"
"No...we came close, but I stopped him. It had to be with someone I completely trusted, someone I loved."
"It's time someone showed you." He gave her a wicked grin, full of devilish hunger, before lowering his mouth to her most private of places. One touch brought a harp cry form her, destroying all her protests with a single kiss, shattering all her inhibitions. Her hands fell from his head to lay upon the bed as Kagome allowed herself to be taken into an unknown realm of delight.
Sesshomaru tormented her with his mouth, bringing her to the heights of ecstasy over and over again. Kagome twisted beneath his experienced touch as he used his hands to stroke her inner thighs, the curve of her buttocks; each brush deepening her arousal.
Her body strained upward, reaching for another peak, this one sharper, needier than all that had come before, when finally Sesshomaru moved back up her body. He levered himself up op on his arms and drove forward, one fierce stroke, into her aching core. Kagome gave a pained scream. It hurted like Hell! Her body was being ripped in half, her soul twisted in agony. How could people think this felt good ! She gritted her teeth, clenching her fists. But it was too late, a steady stream of tears flowed down her cheeks. Sesshomaru stopped moving within her, his concern showing. "Do you want me to stop?"
She shook her head vigorously. She had to prove that she was strong, that she was ready for his love. He licked her tears off her face and gave her another kiss, massaging her breasts and fondling her nipples. She was distracted by his actions, and she barely felt the pain. The pain subdued, she whimpered as she began to notice how pleasurable the object in her was. "Faster," she urged. He sped up, pounding deeper and faster. With every slam she gave a louder moan. Everything was intensified. Soon she was screaming, not from agony, but from delight. Sesshomaru wasn't leaving empty handed, either. He growled, as her walls threatened to tighten and collapse on his throbbing member. Sesshomaru slowed down, leaving a whimper from Kagome. He wasn't ready for her to stop yet. He gave deeper, harder thrusts to unexplored territory. Kagome was floating higher and higher, until she was a bird soaring high. She felt so light, so happy... Sesshomaru soon joined her, both giving loud howls in unison. His hot, burning seed poured within her. and she grasped his appendage with her inner muscles. They gave final shrieks as their love making subsided. His sharp, cold fangs grazed her neck... he hesitated, as if unsure whether or not to give in, and instead of sinking his teeth and leaving a mating symbol, he left her there unsure if her losing her virginity to him meant anything.
"Sesshomaru?" she uttered his name as he rised, sending cold air to her damp, hot skin.
He eased from the bed, tucking the blankets around her as she struggled to remain awake. "Thank you." he said coldly.
"Where are you going?" hurt shook her voice.
"You need your rest."
"But-"
"I will see you in the morning," he interrupted, bending to retrieve his clothes before leaving her in her bed, softly shutting the door behind him as he left.
Kagome fell asleep with a frown on her face and nightmares chasing her.
