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"I wonder what'll happen," Kagome said thoughtfully, looking out the window. Inuyasha looked up in surprise, and then shrugged.

"Whatever happens, happens. I just hope he doesn't kill her if she rejects him," he commented.

"Leslie wouldn't do that," Koga said sharply, "She loves him – I could sense it."

"Really, Koga?" Kagome glanced at him, and then sighed. "I wish there was something we could do."

"Staying out of it is our best bet for living any further," Inuyasha snorted, "Leave it to them, Kagome. No one interfered with us, and we're happier for it. How would you have liked it if your mother, or Sango and Miroku, or anyone else got involved?"

"Besides Kikyo?" Kagome asked peevishly. Even after all the years that had passed, the thought of the dead priestess still riled her, and made Inuyasha ashamed of his behavior.

"Exactly," he agreed, his ears going flat.

"Leslie, you don't have to do this – especially not now," Sesshomaru protested, as they arrived at the house. He was certain that the growing child would be safe from their mating, but he was reluctant to actually mate fully with her.

"Are you actually afraid that you'll kill her?" the voice asked mockingly, as they entered the house. "Does the great Sesshomaru want her alive? Do you actually care about this human?"

"Shut up," he growled inwardly, and Leslie glanced at him. Her face was slightly paler than usual, but her eyes were filled with determination, and love for the demon beside her.

"Yes, Sesshomaru," she nodded firmly, "I would rather die by your hands than by anything else that may happen, if it comes down to that. But I won't die – I can sense it."

"Perhaps she's right," he thought, desperately trying to rationalize his feelings as he sent the large pelt away again. "Perhaps this ties in with how she could sense me. Perhaps she is destined for me, and has some power…"

"So many 'perhaps', Sesshomaru," the voice spoke again, "Instead of trying to rationalize everything, just follow your heart. If you love her, you'll respect her wishes – and trust her like she trusts you now."

That brought Sesshomaru to his senses again, and he looked down at Leslie. She suddenly seemed so small and fragile to him, even though she was by no means a short or fragile woman.

"There are some things I must tell you first," he said, and she nodded. "First, this will bind us together for eternity. You will be mine, and I will be yours. This mating will be more than just intercourse – it is a way for our bodies and minds to be as one. Since this is, we cannot mate until both of us are at the peak of our arousal."

"And?" Leslie peered at him, noticing his pause.

"It takes longer – sometimes much longer – for demons to become aroused than humans," he told her, "That is part of the reason why it is so difficult to mate. The human is in physical danger as the demon grows in arousal, and must give their body over completely to the demon. No matter what."

"I understand, Sesshomaru," she whispered, and touched his cheek. "Please, don't be afraid."

Putting his hand underneath her chin, he bent down and kissed her full on the lips, savoring her taste. Her scent of fresh-cut grass and lilacs filled his nose, and he breathed deeply.

Leslie increased the pressure of the kiss, and he responded more than happily. Feeling her hands roam underneath his shirt, he responded likewise, all the while edging toward the bedroom. Her soft moans only increased his anxieties and lust.

"I'll kill myself before I hurt her," he vowed silently, "No matter what."

LEMON

Leslie succeeded in undressing him fairly quickly, but Sesshomaru worked his fingers over her body slowly, memorizing every curve and touch. After a relatively long period of time, she lay naked underneath him, and he looked at her curiously.

"I'm sure," she nodded breathlessly, before he even asked the question. Sesshomaru bent down to kiss her hungrily in response, sucking on her taste. He began to roam her body with his hardness, tickling the borders of her opening with it, and tracing her curves with it.

Leslie moaned at the frustrating slowness of it, but didn't hurry him. Her own hands explored him eagerly, and settled on his torso and back as his hardness returned to where it had begun.

Sesshomaru moved his mouth to the mating mark, and began to suck on that as well. Tasting blood, he lapped it up hungrily, and Leslie felt the pressure in his body building rapidly. Glancing into his eyes, she stifled a shriek when she saw that they were almost completely red.

He abruptly moved his hands underneath her body, and roughly moved further down underneath her. Leslie squirmed in anticipation as his hands moved lower and lower. His fingers grasped her inner thighs, and thrust her legs wider apart. His fingers tickled underneath her by her opening, and she arched her back.

Suddenly, Sesshomaru stopped, and she saw that his eyes had returned to normal. Without a word, she raised herself, his body bending backwards to meet hers. Moving behind him, they both knelt on the mattress as she wrapped her legs around him, and rubbed her body against his. After a few minutes of Leslie enticing him, Sesshomaru sucked in the air as he smelled her fluids tracing patterns on his lower back, and roughly twisted around. He pushed her into the mattress, and she saw that his eyes were almost completely red again, and his fangs had grown.

Sesshomaru held his hardness against her opening, and she shifted forward in invitation. Growling, he thrust into her. Leslie's fingers dug into his back as she shrieked, the pain she had felt the first time nothing compared to this rhythm. Bucking against him, she grabbed on tightly to his hips as he rocked into her.

His hardness expanded inside her, forcing her barriers apart. Leslie felt his desire burning inside her, and moaned at the sensation. His hands held her down at her shoulders, and he twisted further into her, giving no notice of her screams of pain and pleasure.

As she let out one particularly erotic cry, he gazed down at her, his demonic markings also appearing. He forced his mouth on hers, crushing the oxygen out of her and stifling the cry. She whimpered as his tongue met hers, and sucked on it eagerly.

Sesshomaru continued to move inside her, with every moment seemingly growing larger and pushing farther. When he pulled out, she shrieked, and bit his tongue since it was still in her mouth. Tasting blood only increased his demonic arousal, and he slid his tongue down her body, taking pleasure in her pleasurable shivers.

Licking around her bruised opening, Sesshomaru savored the taste of his seed and her fluid, and began to suck on it. Leslie moaned, her hands bunching the sheets in her fists. Sesshomaru glanced at her absently, and then entered her with his tongue. Leslie arched her back, and he followed her motions with ease. Pushing her back down, he took pleasure in feeling her struggle to raise her body from the orgasm, and continued to hold her down.

Molding her body to his, Sesshomaru moved up again, and his hardness rubbed against her opening. Stifling her sounds with his mouth and tongue, Sesshomaru entered her once more, violently thrusting into her with all the strength he had. Leslie locked her legs around his, and her hands clutched at his shoulders, holding on as he bucked her.

When he stopped, she rolled on top of him, both panting heavily. She saw that his demonic side was still in control, and rubbed against him, their bodies sweaty from love making. Sucking his skin, Leslie moved down to his hardness, and teasingly took it in her mouth, tracing the area where it met his body with her fingertips.

Gasping, she reared above him, shifting her body. Suddenly, she thrust down, impaling herself on his hardness. Feeling the hotness inside her, Leslie felt as if her entire body was on fire, as Sesshomaru rolled her back underneath him. Moving his hands underneath her again, he gripped her hips to force her upward, ensuring that every inch was inside of her. Leslie groaned, a long, low sound, and her hands moved in vain around the area where their bodies met, trying to free herself.

Sesshomaru took no heed of her movements, and continued to thrust inside for a much longer time. When he had finally satisfied the demon lust inside him, it receded, and his more calm side took control again. He was aware of her bruised body next to him, and realized that she was asleep – or unconscious. Glancing down, Sesshomaru saw that their bodies were still tightly together, and eased out of her. Pulling her to him, he held her gently, the fears that swirled in his mind reaching the uppermost in his thoughts.

It's over!

"You killed her," the voice accused him, as dawn broke almost an hour later, and there was still no sign of her moving. "You either killed her or maimed her. You raped her, Sesshomaru, and you know it."

"I warned her how it was."

"Poor excuse. She had no idea what a demon mating could be like. Wake her up, Sesshomaru," it ordered, "Wake her up – if you can – and awaken her to her reality."

Sesshomaru looked down at the figure against his torso, and shifted so that her face looked at him.

"Leslie…" he whispered, "It's time to wake up, Leslie…" Fearing the voice was right, Sesshomaru shook her gently, while at the same time tasting her blood that was still in his mouth.

"No, she's whole," he realized, sighing with relief. "Just bruised. I knew she could go through with it and live," he thought proudly, and gazed at her affectionately. Her eyes slowly opened, and she groaned upon awakening.

"Se-Sesshomaru?" she whispered, her hands on his torso. "Is it…over?"

He pushed aside the twinge of guilt he felt at her words, and nodded to her.

"Yes – I knew you were strong enough," he praised her quietly, "We're bonded for life, now. You truly are meant for me."

"That's…good," she barely nodded, and then curled back up against him, falling asleep. Sesshomaru became acutely aware of the feel of her slim body against his, and mentally forced his erection down.

"Enough!" he raged, and forced himself to fall back asleep as well, holding tightly to her.

Leslie woke several hours later, and found herself held by Sesshomaru tightly. Shifting around to get more comfortable, she leaned her head against his chest as he listened to his breathing, her mind racing.

Her body felt as if it had been torn apart from the inside out, but she was also aware of a strange sensation enveloping her, keeping the pain at bay. Sighing softly, she slowly began to fall asleep again, still exhausted.

Sesshomaru, for his part, was never more content in his life. Pride for his mate surged through him as he woke up, and he realized that it was almost noon. Looking down at Leslie, he placed her on the pillows gently to get up, but she groaned, and woke up.

"What time is it?" she asked, sitting up awkwardly.

"Almost noon, I believe," he said, and stood up, "You should stay in bed a bit longer and recover your strength. I'll take care of the cat."

"I'm a little worried we haven't heard from them yet," Kagome worried, and Inuyasha muttered something. "What was that, Inuyasha?"

"Nothing."

"Calm down already, Kagome," Koga said lazily, "You're driving me nuts with all that pacing. Inuyasha, tie her up or something, would ya?"

"I'm thinking that's not such a bad idea," he agreed, and Kagome squeaked and ran into another room to continue her nervous pacing.

Sesshomaru noticed guiltily that Leslie walked awkwardly, and avoided sitting down as they ate a late lunch.

"I'm fine," she said over her sandwich, "Please stop looking at me like that, Sesshomaru."

He glanced away momentarily, and then gazed at her calmly. "I'd like to ask you something."

"Yes?"

"That place, in the woods where we walked…I sensed something bothering you about that area. Koga as well," Sesshomaru said, "Why?"

"Oh," Leslie's eyes shot down to the floor, and she hesitated before saying anything. "Actually, I had an older sister a few years ago. She was raped and murdered there, by that serial killer."

"Ah, the Forest Stalker," Sesshomaru nodded, remembering having heard something about. The man had killed over fifteen women before the police had captured him. "I'm sorry."

"No reason you should be," Leslie replied, but he sensed that his question had caused her to become upset. He rose, and moved next to her. Holding her against his chest, he felt her relax, and rested his cheek on her head, sensing that the demon child inside her was keeping her pain from worsening.

"Are you sure you don't want to come back with me?" Sesshomaru asked, and Leslie shook her head.

"Yes. I have to go to work tomorrow, now that the roads are cleared away," she reminded him, "I'll be fine. Just go do whatever it is you have to do, all right? Call when you get there, though."

"Of course," Sesshomaru agreed, and kissed her lingeringly on the lips before leaving. Hugging herself tightly, Leslie stared for some time out into the darkness before closing the door with a slam.

"What the hell are you doing home?" Inuyasha demanded in surprise, as his older brother appeared. "I thought you'd still be with her. You should be with her, jackass."

Sesshomaru treated his brother to a long, level stare before stalking into his study and locking the door behind him.

"Whew," Koga whistled, as Inuyasha flattened his ears. "You really pissed him off, mutt."

"What did you call me?"

"Oh, give it a rest, both of you," Kagome said sharply, interrupting their argument. "Grow up. Sesshomaru took her for his mate, right? So quit complaining and leave them alone. It's none of our business – aren't you the one who told me that, Inuyasha?"

"Yeah…but…" he protested, but a glare from his fiancé shut him up quickly enough.

"Good morning," Kagura greeted Leslie the next morning cheerfully. "I'm glad you made it through that storm safely."

"My power went out, but it was okay," the other woman smiled back, and looked around. "I guess this building held up too, huh."

"Yes – backup generators restored power late last night," Kagura told her, and sat back down at her receptionists' desk. "I already have some things for you to do laid out on your desk. We've got a lot to do – insurance claims are flooding in."

"Claims?" Leslie repeated, and Kagura nodded.

"Yes – our branch is a multi-task office for the business," she replied. "We also deal with the paperwork for insurance claims – and after that storm, you can be sure there's plenty to do."

"I'll get to work, then," Leslie agreed, and strode off to her office.

"Whew," she sighed, stretching lazily. "Thank whoever's up there for lunch hour."

"Hey."

"Inuyasha!" she jumped, and rubbed her eyes. "Don't do that – you surprised me!"

"Sorry," he apologized with a grin. "I didn't mean to. Want to take lunch together? I'm off too."

"Sounds good," she agreed, and stood up. After grabbing her sandwich, she followed him into a small room, which appeared to be the break room. "It's quiet in here," she commented, and he looked up with a nod.

"Yeah – this office used to be an ear specialist's place before we moved in a few years ago," he told her. "I think this was actually the testing booth for hearing – it's soundproof, which explains why it's so quiet."

"Oh," Leslie blinked, and then grinned. "I didn't know that, obviously."

"I know my brother told you about us," he said abruptly, causing her to almost drop her food. "And I know what happened between you guys as well."

Leslie turned a bright red, and Inuyasha looked away briefly in his own embarrassment at hiding the fact that she was pregnant from her.

"Yeah…" she nodded after a few moments, and then glanced at the clock. "I don't feel like taking the hour – I've got so much to do it scares me. I guess I'll see you before I head home, right?"

"Sure," Inuyasha nodded, and watched as she left the room. "In a while, she'll be feeling too sick to do this. But if Sesshomaru has anything to say about it, she won't be working at all. I wonder how'll she take that…?"

"You're back?" Leslie asked in surprise, turning around from locking her door. Sesshomaru rose up from the couch and embraced her, planting a deep kiss on her lips.

"Is that any way to greet me?" he asked, and she laughed, pushing away gently.

"I suppose not," she admitted, and picked up Mozart, who was currently rubbing against her leg. "What's the matter?" she asked, as the demon suddenly pulled her to the couch, and sat her down on it.

"Nothing," he replied, crouching in front of her. Leslie felt a knot of anxiousness form in her stomach when he reached into his pocket, and kept herself from jumping up when he held out a small black case in front of her.

She opened it up, her fingers visibly trembling, revealing a gold band, with a single sapphire set in the middle, with a small diamond on either side.

"Leslie," Sesshomaru began softly, taking the ring and sliding it onto her finger. "Will you take me as your mate and husband?"

Yes, I know, a very corny and cliche ending, but I couldn't think of how on earth Sesshomaru would propose to a human woman in our time! So sue me! And review, please.