[AN: Sweet Seshu-Rin lemons below. Sorry to keep you all waiting but I hope it was worth the wait!]
It had been three days since Rin was back in the village and the whole time she was gone Sesshomaru was trying in earnest to keep himself from leaving. It was hell battling himself, the fiercest demon he had ever faced was the one inside him it seemed. Right now more than ever it was difficult to wrangle himself because even after three days the effect of the blood moon, though a lot less potent, was still there and it appeared it was not going anywhere anytime soon. It was worrisome because he wasn't sure when it would go away. He was so certain it would be gone by the next day but it stuck around like a bad cold that he had no remedy for and it certainly was giving him a fever.
Day after day night after night it was the same thing. His body, his mind, his everything was calling out for her, madly craving her. He was losing his mind and there seemed to be no way to gain it back to the way it was before. His brain was running ramped with thoughts of her. How he was so close to her naked body not so long ago and how she shuddered at his touch, not in disgust but something else. How she made those utterly arousing sounds when he would stroke her or that night where he could hear her say his name in a way that made him feel both on fire and like ice right through his bones. How he smelled her longing for him when in the hot springs. He tried to shake that one off so many times but it wasn't happening no matter what he tried it wasn't happening. He did not want to confirm that she wanted him in the slightest. Excuses and throw away reasonings were no longer valid here. He was being hit with the fact that she had indeed been turned on just by something as small as that. He smelled it on her even through the bubbling water it was that strong.
If not for Jaken who knows what he would have done in reaction to that? It made him shiver, that smell of hers, that womanly sexual scent she had in that moment. It made his mind go fuzzy. He wanted to stop himself from thinking such thoughts but alas try as he might, and he was trying, they kept coming back to bite him. He recalled how her skin felt and how it looked and how rich her blood tasted or was it her skin? It was both and he hated himself for liking it. No, he loved it. The taste of Rin was something he desired and without her here he craved just her presence. It was so empty here without her around. As much as it pained him to have her gone it had to be this way until he could stop this lunacy. Yet it stayed like an unwelcomed houseguest and lingered there driving him to the point of almost wanting to scream. The waves and rush of desire kept coming in droves and with it a vision of her, just her looking at him and smiling. It was enough to set him off.
He enclosed himself off in whatever room he could find and paced around furiously, running his fingers through his hair, breathing sharply and unevenly. Jaken was never around him, he knew better. Something was wrong with his lord but he didn't exactly know what. He only assumed it must be painful because sometimes he could hear howling in the night and there were no wolves for miles, Sesshomaru had made that so. Sesshomaru had started to understand now, it might not ever go away until he was given what he wanted; rudimentary satisfaction. If that's all it was then he would find someone else to do that with. If all it was happened to be release then as much as it would disgust him to do it with a random woman and as much as it was beneath him to do that then he would. The closest full demon female he knew of was the one who lived in his forest and she had children constantly around her.
It was all he had though and yet the thought of it being with her made him instantly freeze in place. He felt nothing thinking about her, nothing. It was only Rin. Lady Akino wasn't hideous by any means and she was close enough in race to his own, they were compatible, and yet he still felt nothing. He kept her image in his head as long as he could because it was the only thing stopping this feeling. It wouldn't do anything for him if he did that with her, in fact he wasn't sure he could even get himself to do that. His inner demon chastised him for wanting to do that with someone else. He told him it was betraying Rin. Sesshomaru blocked it out as best as he could. He knew he would get no pleasure from doing this but if it would help even a little….He exited the room he was currently in while his inner self kept telling him this was a bad idea and that it was wrong of him. It kept calling him a traitor multiple times and asking him what would Rin think?
'She would think nothing because she would know nothing.'
'But you would and the guilt would tear you up inside.'
'This Sesshomaru feels no guilt for his actions...only disappointment.'
'Why do you lie? You'd feel worse than before if you did this. She's our mate, we cannot go back on her.'
'She is not that to me. I feel nothing for her, not anything of that sort. It is this undesired change in me. Nothing more.'
Before his inner voice could continue to argue with him or lecture him, he was stopped by a familiar and now attractive smell. It was her scent and it was coming from behind the door he had stopped in front of. He opened the door despite everything because her smell called to him and right now he had no choice but to go towards it. It was her room he was in and on every piece of furniture here her scent was prominent. He walked further into the room and looked at her bed, where she lay her head to sleep. Her smell was on that the most and a tiny twinge of her arousal too Without noticing at first he had brought the pillow to his face and smelled it deeply. Suddenly he stopped cold in his tracks realizing what he looked like right now, what he was just doing, and how sick it was of him to do that. He looked like an absolute idiot and he would not be reduced to some lovesick pup no matter what the moon powers were doing to him.
He was determined to leave now and did so in a rush, such a rush that he accidently knocked something over on her vanity. He looked down at it. A box, a small box, with a pair of ornate earrings he had gotten for her. They looked almost like stained glass surrounded by a gold frame and he had never seen her wear them. He now thought they didn't suit her very well, she was not really into such things. He was bending down to pick them up and place them back when he noticed something else just beside the jewelry. It looked like a small folded up piece of paper. He plucked it off the ground and looked at it curiously. It was a note and it seemed like it was meant to be hidden. He shouldn't pry but he did anyways, opening the note up fully.
He looked at the words written upon it in her font and as he scanned them his eyes widened considerably. His fervor was tempered for now reading those words and his heart slowed down. Something else was happening to him, he felt stranger than before. Rin loved him...Rin was in love with him. The news should have had some negative effect on him but other than shock he felt nothing of the sort. He could blame whatever he wished for not feeling that way but he wasn't. It kept circling in his head that Rin had been in love with him for such a long time, harboring this deep secret and tucking it away. She would feel he could never love her back because she was human and in her own eyes she was plain looking. His inner demon questioned him on what he truly felt for her, if he could return that love or would forever spurn her. He searched inside himself trying to find the answer.
She had longed for him from afar. It made sense then. Her arousal was real, her shudders and sighs, her quivering, her blush. It was all coming together. He knew now why she did all those things around him and he wanted to ask why he encouraged it. Why did he touch her so much? Why did he linger on her so often? Why did he think of her as much as he did? His heart ached for her and it had nothing to do with the blood moon. Suddenly standing there in her room he felt so alone without her. He had never been lonely before and never required the companionship of another but he did now. His hand traced the paper, reading it again. She truly loved him, every part of him even the dark parts, the wrong parts, the broken parts he tried to say weren't there.
'And you,' his inner demon questioned, 'what is it you feel for her? Still nothing? Do you dare keep telling yourself that?'
'...Rin is my...my life. I cannot do anything to her...I cannot taint her.'
'How is loving her tainting her? She loves you so much, it probably hurts her to think about it. Who knows for how long too? Years maybe. You aren't going to take this information and pretend you never read it.'
'Why not?'
'You would regret it, that's why. You would wonder what if you had been honest. What could come of it? What kind of life you would have with her if only you spoke the truth?'
'…And what is this truth?'
'That you love her too, your love for her is deep and unwavering and eternal. To deny that...to deny her, would make you less of a man.'
Sesshomaru let it all sink in. Did he truly love Rin? He thought of her, everything about her. Her big brown eyes, her smile which he truthfully adored, her hair, her laughter, the way she spoke his name, her touch, her skin, her smell, her singing, her cheerful nature. There was not a single thing about her he didn't like. Visually she was pretty to look at. Who was he fooling? She wasn't just pretty. She had a rare beauty that stemmed from her charitable, sweet, loving, soul combined with the fact that to him, in his own opinion, she was actually lovely. He imagined for a moment, let his mind go wild, with what those what ifs and as he did he realized he liked the images he was shown. Their future together, her in wedding regalia by his side, them resting by each other, her curled close to him with the most loving glow in her eyes, and their passionate love making leading to a child, an heir to his throne.
The image of her with his offspring came into mind and he let it stay there. It should have sickened him, it should have been revolting but he found that he wanted it. He wanted her. His want of her and all she could offer him reached a boiling point. He needed Rin to be here, he needed to hold her, to look into those beautiful eyes, to have her warmth around him, and he needed desperately to be one with her. Not savagely as before but gentle and zealous at the same time. He folded the letter back and hid it where it had been before, enclosing the box around it. The inner demon had won and it was celebrating in that fact because now Sesshomaru was going to have her return. He called for Jaken to bring her home, and he expressly told him to send her directly to his room when she got there. Jaken did as his master wished, never questioning for a second his actions.
When Rin got a knock on her door her heart sang. She knew he had come back to get her, she just knew. Of course, she also knew it wasn't him, she could not sense him about but she was going home all the same. She hugged Jaken as tight as she could manage and kept telling him thank you as if it was his decision. Truth be told he did miss her but he acted like that wasn't the case. Rin said her parting words to everyone as quickly and politely as she could because she was anxious to get back home. She rode atop A-Un, excited and overcome with glee to be coming back so soon. Whatever the danger was must have passed and she was certain her lord had triumphed over it all. When she landed she almost ran inside but Jaken had to stop her to tell her where she needed to go. Having that information in mind she now made her way to her destination.
Jaken however was told by a lingering servant to go somewhere else, Sesshomaru was sending all his servants away. They all had homes to go to and families or at least somewhere to go but Jaken only had here. He wasn't sure where he would go and for how long he was to go there. First he sent away Rin and now that Rin was there he was sending everyone else away? Just what was going on? Jaken could not question him or his methods, whatever he was doing was his own business. Luckily for him the servant offered up his abode and Jaken took him up on that offer. He would wait there until his master came to fetch him so he could dutifully serve by his side once more. Rin respectfully knocked even though she wanted to just run on in and hug him like nothing else. She must contain herself and act properly. She let herself in after she was given permission and closed the door behind her like she was told.
"My lord I am so happy to be back with you!"
"I know..."
He had his back turned and was trying to compose himself before he turned to her. She was like a flower, wavering in the wind, and her scent to him was sweeter than anything he smelled. It was like a drug and he wanted more of it, he wanted more of her. Unable to help himself with her so close now and inside his bedroom he went closer to her. First he grabbed her by her shoulders, not too roughly and just looked at her. His eyes never left hers for a moment as his hands traveled lowered and landed upon her robe tie. She was wearing a much simpler yukata than the elegant kimono she had left in. It was still something he gave to her, for warmer days. As he began untying it, still keeping eye contact, he could hear and nearly feel her heart pounding just as his had been not so long ago. In fact it was drumming right now and would continue to do so louder and louder as he was around her.
"Mm-m-my l-lord...what are you d-d-doing?" She questioned with a stutter and a deep blush. His hands seemed in a hurry to undress her and his eyes were glazed over with his intense lust for her. Suddenly she, though retaining her blush, seemed to calm down, and touched his hand, stilling it. "I understand..."
"You...do?"
"Yes, of course," she acknowledged, removing his hands and untying her robe for him. "If my lord wishes me to pleasure him I will do so with honor."
Sesshomaru was appalled by what she was inferring, he was almost more ashamed of her words than of his own actions right at this moment. He couldn't believe what she was trying to do, what she was saying. How could she lower herself so much? Rin wasn't his whore, Rin was his lover, his beloved. Then he remembered how she thought he felt about her. He relinquished a long sigh then touched the sides of her face, now stopping her in her tracks. She looked up at him with curiosity, her lips parted and eyes large and secretly pleading for him to feel for her what she felt for him. To make this real, not just what she assumed was him seeking sexual fulfillment. How could he convey, without words, all that he felt for her? How could he tell her that he did feel the same? That he gave up and gave in and let his inner self, his self that spoke the truth he had disliked hearing, gain control. He knew how he felt now but he didn't know how to tell her.
He leaned his forehead onto hers and searched in her eyes. He tried to show her with just that, just the soft look in his eyes but he knew that wasn't going to work. He couldn't say it because his damned pride wouldn't let him, even though he had swallowed most of it to get to this point. If he couldn't tell her with words then he had to show her some other way. He slowly leaned forward and captured her lips with his own in the gentlest kiss. He heard a muffle of surprise from her then a soft moan that made him desire her even further. She clutched onto his top and brought herself closer and he took her head in his hands and brought her closer to him. The way he was kissing her, and that he kissed her at all, showed without a shadow of a doubt he wanted her far more than for mere sex. He was overcome with all kinds of amorous emotion for this woman. It seemed he wasn't the only one who was feeling emotional as Rin's cheeks were wet. He parted from her lips to wipe off her tears with the gentlest most caring touch she had ever felt from him.
"Why are you crying?" He questioned in a voice so soft and sincere it made her want to cry more.
"I'm...I'm...happy."
He leaned in and kissed her again, taken over by the strong feelings he felt for her. He pressed their bodies together and deepened the kiss. The feel of her lips on his was beyond compare and kissing her was extraordinary. He kept coming back for more of them. He swiftly picked her up and placed her on his bed, undressing her slowly and savoring each kiss from her. Carefully he removed her yukata, throwing it onto the ground and then went about taking off the rest of the layers she wore until she was completely undressed. He viewed her laying there beneath him, blushing brightly, shy as could be, and entirely without a shred of clothing on her. Her body was beautiful to him in this state with her peach toned flesh, slightly tanned from the sun, pinker due to blush, and her nipples were erect for him. His arousal flared up with intensity looking at her laying there, trembling and smelling of nothing but want for him.
While admiring her body he undressed his own and she stared on. Her face burned a vibrant red as he took off his clothes, revealing his toned abs. When he was just as nude as her, she averted her eyes somewhat in a bashful way then looked back at him, specifically the erect part of him, and let out a small "Oh!" Rin had never seen one before and the size of his was surprising to her. She swallowed thickly looking at it but she didn't pay attention to it much because Sesshomaru was kissing her again as his hands stroked down her body. He touched everywhere he could indulging in the feel of her creamy skin. His fingertips delicately found her nipples and brushed across them causing her lips to let go of his lips and let out a sharp gasp. He did it again resulting in the same sound and a rush of her glorious scent. He fondled her breast wanting her to create more of those wonderful sounds.
As much as his mind was telling him to just go inside of her right then and there he was actually controlling it better now that he was on her. He wanted more than anything to give her pleasure because she deserved that. His mouth kissed and licked every piece of flesh that she had. He was drawn further down because her feminine scent was luring him lower. As he went along the smell was stronger and stronger, overwhelming his senses. It was intoxicating. Once he reached the place where it came from he let out a low growl at the sight of her femininity, so wet even though all he did wasn't much. The smell was addictive, so much so that his curiosity persuaded him to taste it too.
She let out a sexual whine, arching her back some. He licked her slower, as slow as he could, dragging out that pleasure of hers causing her to make a louder sound, a sweet moan that made him growl again. Her heart was ramming against her chest and he could feel it, it was exciting him, it was maddening him, it was spurring him onward as well as her moaning. Her taste here had a unique sweetness, he could not explain it. All he knew was he wanted more and he wanted to give her more because it pleased her so much. He continued to devour her, rubbing his nose in it without a care about his own decency. Her moans were driving him over the edge of sanity, until he felt he was forgetting himself entirely. Right now in this moment all that mattered was her and the wonderful flavor in his mouth.
She kept calling his name over and over in a way that was making him want to stop and just mate with her already. He had never heard his name said in such a way before and it was enough to make a man, even a strong prideful man, weak in the knees. He would not relent though, not until she reached her peak then he would stop. Rin should have that at least, he would give her that before he gave himself any satisfaction. It didn't take too long to get to that point given his careful attention he was giving her with his tongue. Her orgasm was magnificent and her scream was even more so. He wanted to hear her scream like that as much as possible. He licked his lips clean, trying not to waste a single drop. Her womanhood left him craving more of its taste but he had other things to attend to that were far more important than that. He looked her over, softly panting and flustered from her previous orgasm. She was beautiful. He parted her legs and she looked up at him expectantly and with a desire strong enough to even match his.
"Are you ready?"
She nodded her head. "I've been ready for you for years...Sesshomaru."
Her just saying his name without the title, so very intimate and secure with him, made his desire burn right through him. Their bodies pressed together igniting the fire even more and sliding himself into her only added fuel to the fire. She felt like nothing he could describe with words. As strange it as it was both of them were doing this for the first time and so it went without saying that he never felt anything like this. It was so tight around his manhood, so warm, so wet. He thrusted forward quickly and pierced through her virgin veil, causing a slight squeak of discomfort but nothing more. He asked if she was okay, trying so hard to ignore this primal need to do mate with her which was incredibly difficult to do with everything that was going on.
"I'm fine. Please don't stop," she begged, touching his face.
As long as she was alright, he would do just that. Now with the heads up that all was fine he was able to give in and give them what they both wanted. He moved more inside of her, hissing under his breath as he slid out and groaning when he slid back in. Rin's whimpering and whining and moans were erotic to him and he told her in a whisper that if she wanted to be louder, she could be, no one was there but the two of them. She had been suppressing herself a little but now relented and when he moved back inside her she let out a loud moan. He loved her, he knew that now, and he was no longer ignoring that fact. He could not ignore it any longer. Her legs were hooked around his hips, her hands clinging to his back, and her voice, it sounded so sumptuous.
How had he denied himself this for so long? If he wasn't so stubborn he could have had this a lot sooner. He could have experienced this with her and not left her in the dark thinking it would never come to be. He gingerly removed her hands and held them in his own, pressing them into the pillows behind her as he made love to her with all the passion he had been trying to keep at bay for far too long. He wasn't nearly as rough as part of him wanted to be because he had to contain himself, he could not allow himself to become a savage animal on her, she was but a human and a virgin too. No, even the way the blood moon had him was nothing in compare to how he felt. He could not hurt her in any way shape or form, he only wanted to love her in any way possible. He kissed her feverishly but not lacking in tenderness.
"I love you, I love you, I love you!" She moaned out to him, tossing her head back. "I love you Sesshomaru!"
"Say it again," he whispered right by her ear then licked it causing her to let out a stuttered breath.
"I love you Sesshomaru! God above I love you!"
"Again."
"I love you so much! I want to be your wife!"
"Rin..." He groaned, kissing her neck and biting at it with a gentle growl almost as soft as a purr. "Do you mean that?"
"Yes yes yes! Please Sesshomaru! Please! I want to be with you so badly! Please don't tell me this is just for tonight!"
"No Rin, you are mine," He swore, nibbling harder on her neck with a fiercer growl. "Mine forever."
"Oh Sesshomaru...! I have dreamed of this for so long...Oh oh...oh I...I think...I think I'm going to...ah..."
"My Rin," He purred, eyelids lowered as he looked upon her face then went back to her neck, dispersing long kisses all over it. "I'm going to bite you here. Hard. It will seal you as my mate. I expect it might hurt so hold tight to me."
"Yes please...make me yours...oh ohhhh!"
He licked up her neck then sank his teeth into her at just the right time so it was exactly when she orgasmed and he joined her with his own. Blinding white light danced in front of his eyes and he let out a grunt filled with the ecstasy he received from conjoining with her. He let out a few more jittery thrusts deep into her trying to make sure his seed was in there. He wanted to impregnant her, badly. He wanted her to give birth to his pups and the thought of a litter of them growing inside of her was stirring him up again. He no longer cared about if it was wrong of him or if it would shame him or anything of the sort. If he let himself think that for a second then he'd be reverting back to the security of the old.
He'd be acting like a true coward and if there is one thing he was certain of, he was no coward. Turning away from her, hiding from himself and his feelings, all of that and more was cowardice. Before he thought it was him protecting her but once he learned she loved him he realized he was foolishly only trying to protect himself from the truth. He was doing nothing but skirting around the real issue, how he felt for her. He had denied it for so long, ignored it, tried to hide from it, tried to run from it, but confronted with her own love for him it came out in full force and this time he couldn't run so easily. The blood moon didn't allow for him to, it pulled out all the inner self he argued with and knew what was right and now both he and it were satiated. His fever had gone down and he was quelled. Now that he had her all was as it should be. She was breathing rapidly, her eyelids were fluttering, and her body was covered in a sheen of sweat. To him she looked like a flower after the spring rain.
She was dazed but all throughout she was beyond satisfied. She couldn't believe what just happened but looking at him she was reminded that it did happen. He was laying beside her, looking at her with such adoration in his eyes that it was unmistakable and not only that but he looked so at peace. He was breathing fast but not like she was and he didn't have but a drop of sweat on him. She smiled at him and she had known him for so long she could tell he smiled back even if to others it looked like his face remained as still as usual. He reached over and brushed her hair behind her ear and continued to run his fingers through it, seemingly playing with her hair. Their eyes were locked onto the others, expressing without using a single phrase how they felt. This woman was precious to him and he would covet her, he would protect her, he would devote his every waking living hour to making sure she was happy and provided for.
Above all he was still hell bent on finding some way to prolong human life, for now that she was more to him than before he really couldn't think of living without her. He had seen a colleague of his father's driven to ending his own life after the loss of his mate in battle. They were often deeply affectionate for their mates and since it was for life they were connected. Truthfully it was a large part of why he had loathed his father, it was unheard of or at least very uncommon to do what he did. There were cases of people taking another mate after their initial one died but he did something unforgivable and even after all this time Sesshomaru didn't understand it. He now only understood two things, the need to protect someone close to you and to love a human woman. He had never thought he'd be here right now, having just coupled with someone like her, and he would have been disgraced and insulted if someone had told him years and years ago this was to be his future.
He thought for an instance he might feel some leftover shame from that thought process but he felt none of it. He only felt at one with himself and with her. He never felt such harmony in his life and he knew it was because of her, because of them being together not just in a basic sexual sense but an affectionate one too. She wiggled closer to him and wrapped her arms around him, laying her head on his chest and listening to his heart thumping inside of his chest. It was so soothing. He wrapped his arms around her willingly, pushing aside any notion that it wasn't at all like him to be this way. Everything else besides some lingering part of himself from before was wanting to just hold her and caress her and nuzzle her and kiss her without stopping. He didn't even have to do that because she leaned upwards and planted her lips onto his. When she stopped kissing him she just laughed a little and blushed again.
"I wish I was bolder...but I'm still so shy. I can't do anything more than kissing you normally. Could...could you...try kissing me with...you know...I can't even say it...!" She huffed in frustration, blushing still and pouting her full pink lips.
He ran his tongue across her lip causing her to gasp and once her mouth was open he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She let out a muffled cry of both rapture and astonishment before closing her eyes and just trying to figure out how to do this right. She had never even kissed a boy on the cheek so her experience was lackluster but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy what was happening right now. It was an odd sensation, odd but delightful and made her stomach feel ticklish and her toes to curl. His hand was at her waist, rubbing around her hip area. He had no experience kissing either but it all came to him naturally, given his long standing on this earth and how much he had seen and knew. She couldn't tell she was his first everything the way he operated and he made sure of that, he was not at all clumsy and he was never nervous.
He was confident and sure of his decisions the moment she entered the room. She tried her best to match him but it was no use, still she was persistent in her attempts. The way her tongue felt in his mouth and her skin under his hands and how she shivered when his nails ever so slightly stroked her was getting him riled up again. He rolled her over and pinned her underneath him, a rumbling sound tumbling from the back of his throat. His hands were at either side of her head and his bright golden spheres were burrowing into her very soul causing her to shiver pleasantly. His eyes flickered from gold to red until they changed all the way to how they looked when he was transformed into his full demon self. She let out a surprised breath of air, shaking all over because even in this state he was perfect and sensual.
"Your...your eyes..."
"Does it frighten you?"
"No, not at all."
He leaned close to her ear and whispered against it. "Then why are you trembling?"
She shivered again causing him to have the most minute smirk. "Because I...because you...well it's...you see I...you're very...I can't."
"Rin say it," he commanded but with the calmest and sultriest voice possible.
"I think you're just... incredible and handsome and...a…arousing."
He trailed his claws down her body deliberately slow making her quiver. He wanted to breed with her again, terribly so, and was not going to deny himself that so he lifted up her hips and entered her yet again causing a strangled cry of nothing but raw pleasure. He mated with her a second time, this time allowing himself to be a bit more rough with her though not even close to how much he truly could be. They spent all night in the privacy of this room, just they two, lying next to each other while he watched her rest for a while only for him to make love to her again until she eventually fell asleep because she lost all her energy. If she was a demon like he, he was assured they would have gone on through the night. He didn't need to sleep or at least slept very little, a demon of his caliber and nobility could never rest, so he stayed up and just looked at her. He brushed his knuckles over her blushed cheek then wrapped her up tighter in the covers before laying close to her and studying her sleeping face.
She was his now and he would make sure it would be for as long as his life was. He didn't trouble himself with thoughts of her growing older only of them together with children to carry on his legacy, he wished for a son to carry on his blood line but if she was to bear him nothing but daughters he would not be disappointed. As long as they had something with his mighty features and her graceful ones. She would make a wonderful mother, he could see that clear as day. His hand touched her stomach and imagined it full of his young. The thought did not disturb him as it might have so long ago but it made him proud. That night he stayed up without resting once and just looked at her, fully realizing the situation he was in now. He always told himself he'd never be anything like his father, he'd never sire half breeds either. Those thoughts scattered to the wind like dandelion seeds. He knew now, more than ever, that his father was looking down upon his son, proudly smiling and at last resting in peace.
