A/N: This is another two part chapter. It took me forever to write and it's the first time that I've ever written a lime/lemon, so please let me know how I did. I would like to get better. I hope that you enjoy this chapter and review once you're done reading it because I love reading reviews :)
I do not own Inuyasha.
Sesshomaru was currently pacing in his workroom. He was supposed to be catching up on all the work that he had missed during his three week absence but was unable to focus on it. A fact which was annoying him to no end. But the pacing was scaring him. Sesshomaru had never paced a day in his life. It was for weak, sniveling cowards who were unable to make up their minds. He chose to forget the fact that he had all but become a weak, sniveling coward when it came to a certain someone in his life.
After kissing Rin, Sesshomaru had come back to the house for all of fifteen minutes to gather Jaken and the scrolls that he needed to drop off at his mother's home. Then he had left telling Rena to watch over Rin while he was gone.
Upon arriving at his mother's home, Sesshomaru had quickly taken care of his official reasons for the visit and was relieved to learn that Lady Funaho was out visiting the Lord and Lady of the North. He then proceeded to spend the next two weeks rutting his brains out. He figured that would cure his current obsession with Rin.
Once he was sure that he was satisfied and had his hormones under control, he promptly left his mother's home and made his way back to the lake estate and Rin. Unfortunately all of his efforts were for nothing, because the moment Sesshomaru laid eyes on Rin he became aroused. He wanted to hate her for what she did to him. It had been a long time since he had lost control like that and all he did was look at her for Kami's sake. He supposed that he should have been grateful that the only other person in the room was Jaken who – thankfully – didn't have a strong sense of smell.
Ever since he had returned Sesshomaru had been playing hide – and – seek with Rin, he being the one who was hiding. Now here he was burning a hole through the floors because he couldn't figure out what to do.
Why was he so averse to engaging in intimate relations with Rin? She was more than perfect for him. She was one of the rare and coveted Kazufuhei, which meant that she would probably be able to bear him heirs that even a full-blooded demoness would not be able to match in strength. She was incredibly beautiful. She knew how to read his moods which was an extra plus as far as he was concerned. She didn't always want to talk or laugh or engage in all the other irritating behavior that females seemed to think was attractive. She was very smart and practical, not to mention a fast learner. She had never known the touch of a man – well she hadn't before he kissed her, but still . . . Rin was the only woman he could think of who was worthy enough to be Lady of the West. So then, why?
Perhaps he just didn't want to be like all the other demons. He didn't want to desire someone because of their ability to bear strong children. He wasn't that desperate. And yet, Sesshomaru also knew that his desire for Rin was not inspired by her reproductive abilities. That was just an excuse.
Perhaps he still wasn't comfortable with the idea of mating with a human? Sesshomaru quickly dismissed that thought. He had gotten over Rin's human-ness a long time ago, and besides she wasn't just any human. But . . . maybe that was it. Maybe it was because she was Rin. Sesshomaru had been with plenty of women in the past and he had always grown bored with them, and when Sesshomaru got bored he usually wanted nothing more to do with whatever had caused that boredom.
Maybe the reason why he's been so resistant was because he couldn't bring himself to do that to Rin. Sesshomaru knew that if he got bored with Rin then he would either choose to leave her at the lake estate or send her someplace where he wouldn't have to see her. Both of those options were unacceptable, because he wouldn't send her somewhere close enough for him to still be able to protect her from the numerous demons who were just dying to have her in their possession.
Sesshomaru finally stopped pacing and closed his eyes for a brief instant. Yet he also couldn't deny what he now considered to be inevitable. He would eventually claim Rin as his, of that he had no doubt. It was probably what his mother had been secretly hoping for when she suggested that he bring Rin back under his care.
So many things had changed since she had rejoined him. She had fallen in love, almost gotten married and somehow turned into a woman of strength, elegance and beauty while he wasn't looking.
She had also developed a strong attraction to him. Sesshomaru wondered briefly just how she had hidden that from him as long as she had. Rin had obviously learned a thing or two from him. However, her attraction was out in the open now – at least it was between the two of them. Now Rin's desire hit him like a slap in the face every time he was in the same room with her.
Sesshomaru realized that he was pacing once more. He mentally cursed but continued to perform the indecisive behavior.
Now that he had come to grips with the likely outcome of the situation with Rin, he needed to figure a few more things out. Like how and when to deflower his soon to be lover.
The when was easy: Sesshomaru would go to her tonight. The how . . . that was a little more tricky. He had never mated with a human before. Sesshomaru knew that they were very frail creatures and the last thing he wanted was to hurt Rin. He would be causing her enough pain by just engaging in the act with her, and Sesshomaru wasn't sure he had ever been gentle when rutting. This was going to require a great deal of thought and restraint.
And so, Sesshomaru spent the rest of the day thinking of the best way to go about deflowering Rin.
Later on that night Sesshomaru stood outside the door to Rin's rooms. He had waited until the servants had retired for the night before making his way to the other side of the house. He felt a huge rush of excitement flow throw his veins as he took in the scent and sounds of the woman moving around on the other side of the door. He normally didn't feel this excited about anything unless he was heading into battle against a worthy opponent.
Sesshomaru lifted his hand to knock on the wood panel of the wall before lowering it. He closed his eyes and worked on calming himself. After all, there was no need to scare the girl. Sesshomaru felt his inner demon – which had been clamoring for this since before he and his companions had returned for the winter – settle down with an air of expectancy.
"Rin," he called out to her. Sesshomaru heard a pause in the movements behind the door, before the sound of pattering feet greeted him. He caught her nervousness and excitement just before she slid the door open.
"Lord Sesshomaru, I-I wasn't expecting you. I was just getting ready for bed," she said gesturing at her attire. Sesshomaru briefly ran his eyes over the emerald green sleeping robe before stepping past her into the room. He refused to stand out in the hallway like some uncertain lover waiting for the go ahead.
"Close the door Rin," Sesshomaru told her when all she did was stand there gaping at him. Rin's mouth snapped shut and she hurriedly pulled the door closed. Left with nothing to do, Rin began to wring her hands before stopping. She shouldn't be so open with her feelings.
Rin looked at Sesshomaru only to find him staring at her with an intensity that left her breathless and giddy. "Drink," she blurted out. No, that didn't come out right, so she tried again. "Would you like something to drink, my lord?" All she got in response was a grunt, which she took to mean yes and rushed over to a small table that held a carafe and a drinking bowl.
Once Rin could no longer see Sesshomaru she felt air rush back into her lungs. She snuck a peak at him over her shoulder before turning back to pouring water into the bowl. He looked even more gorgeous than usual tonight. Sesshomaru was still wearing his day clothes which consisted of a kimono and hakama in a deep midnight blue with silver embroidery lining the neck and shoulders. His fur was draped over his shoulder as it always was and his armor was in a closet in his rooms. His silver hair was no longer pulled away from his face, since he wasn't working on his scrolls and thus hung loosely down his back. Most telling, his feet were bare. It was the bare feet that clued Rin in to the fact that something more was going on. Lord Sesshomaru never walked around the house with his feet bare.
As Rin turned around she saw him shift uncomfortably from one foot to another. She felt nervous again. Something was wrong. Lord Sesshomaru never visited her rooms so late at night and he never did anything that hinted that he might be uncomfortable. When she had first heard his voice through the thin screen door she had felt so giddy she could have floated over to door. Now all she felt was anxiety.
Rin walked over to Sesshomaru and handed him the drinking bowl. She noticed that her hand was shaking and knew that it wouldn't be lost on him. Sesshomaru took the bowl and, with his eyes never leaving Rin's, drained the contents with it. It was all Rin could do not to smile like an idiot. She was having a very hard time breathing. Without knowing it, her eyes dropped to his lips. She wanted him to kiss her again.
Rin took one step closer to Sesshomaru, then another. As she took the final step that would bring her body against his, Rin tilted her head back and stared into mesmerizing pools of gold. She sensed rather than saw the movement, and closed her eyes just as Sesshomaru lowered his head and brushed his lips against hers.
The contact was soft and gentle at first, then it turned into something fierce and wild. Rin all but wrapped herself around Sesshomaru's body. Her hands found their way into his silken locks and pulled him closer to her – deepening the kiss. And one of her legs was trying it's best to wrap itself around his waist. Rin felt keen frustration as her leg only managed to wrap around Sesshomaru's muscular thigh. She pulled away from the kiss dimly aware that Sesshomaru's hands were running up and down her back. Just like before, she felt his fingers run up her spine pinning her chest to his own. Then his hands went down over her bottom and lifted her so that her legs could wrap around his waist.
Sesshomaru's clawed hand gripped a handful of Rin's hair and gently pulled her head back while he ran his fangs down the side of her throat, gently marking her there. His other hand was pressing Rin's torso to his own while periodically dipping down to caress her derriere.
Rin was breathing heavily by now and squirming in Sesshomaru's arms. She wanted to feel the same sensations that she had felt the last time that he held her like this but didn't have enough leverage to grind herself against him the way she would like. Sesshomaru released his hold on her hair and brought her mouth to his once more and he began walking towards Rin's futon in the next room. The movement sent his body grinding against Rin's and she moaned loudly into his mouth.
Rin heard a loud ripping sound and felt a cool breeze on her skin shortly after. She was too engrossed in what she was doing to care that Sesshomaru had just ripped her favorite sleeping kimono. As her back came into contact with something soft and warm underneath her, Rin opened her eyes. They were no longer in her sitting room but were now in her bedroom, on her futon. Rin shut her eyes again. Oh Kami.
Rin's thought scattered once more as she received another heated kiss from Sesshomaru. He was draped over her in a fashion that she found arousing in the extreme, with both of his arms caging her head in and one thigh pressed between hers. Every now and then he would rub that thigh against her core sending huge jolts of pleasure through her body. Suddenly Sesshomaru's lips were gone and Rin took the opportunity to hesitantly raise a hand to the neckline of his kimono. Before she could slip her hand inside, she felt his lips tracing a path down her neck and onto her chest. As he kissed his way across the swell of one breast, Rin's hand moved away from his neckline and began to pull his kimono out of his hakama.
Sesshomaru captured her nipple in his mouth and Rin's body arched off the futon. His mouth was so hot! Her hands were once more in his hair, holding him close to her. Without warning, Sesshomaru pulled away from her and pulled his kimono over his head. Then he stood up and pulled his hakama off paying little attention to the fact that he ripped parts of it.
Rin sucked in a breath as she caught sight of him naked. The first thing that came to her mind was that he definitely was not Inuyasha. His shoulders were broader, his chest more defined, his muscles bigger. She was actually surprised by how big he was outside of his clothes. Rin hadn't been aware of how much smaller they made him seem until that moment.
Not giving her anywhere near enough time to look at him, Sesshomaru dropped back down to his knees and crawled over Rin's body caging her in with his limbs. Rin's protest died on her lips as she felt her core contract painfully. It didn't make sense for a man to be this sexy.
Sesshomaru slowly lowered his body to Rin's and they both moaned at the first contact of their naked bodies. Sesshomaru turned his attention to Rin's other breast and proceeded to give it the same attention as the other had received. By this time, Rin was on her way to being completely mindless. When Sesshomaru began to kiss a trial down her stomach she arched her back off the futon again. She wanted something and she didn't know what it was - she just knew that she wanted it now, needed it now.
Sesshomaru slipped one hand down to caress Rin's thigh. He was in the grips of one of the most powerful sexual storms he had ever experienced in his life. But he wasn't so far gone that he'd forgotten that he needed to prepare Rin's body to receive him. With that in mind Sesshomaru ran his hand over her sex before he slowly slipped one finger inside her. He was immediately rewarded with a gasp followed by a soft moan. Rin's body arched off the futon once again and her hips tilted to allow him better access. Oh Kami, Sesshomaru bit back a groan. She was far too sensual for her own good, definitely for his own peace of mind.
Rin's body was more than he could have hoped for. He already knew that she had long limbs, but he hadn't been expecting her legs to be as shapely as they were. Her breasts were small and pert, her waist narrow and her hips wide. She also had a very generous, perfectly rounded bottom. Sesshomaru promised himself that he would devote more time to that area later.
Sesshomaru began to move his finger in and out of Rin's body. He planted kisses across her stomach and slowly began working his way back up to her breasts. When he reached them he slipped another finger in. Rin stiffened slightly before relaxing into his caresses once more. Her moans were like ambrosia to his ears. Sesshomaru worked his way up to her collar bone, then her neck. He felt Rin move her legs so that they were further apart, and he resisted the urge to speed up his ministrations. Sesshomaru planted kisses up Rin's neck and over her chin before kissing her lips. As his tongue slid inside her mouth he slipped yet another finger into Rin's sheath.
This time Rin's head tilted backwards and she gave a brief noise of discomfort. Sesshomaru released her from the kiss and waited for a sign for him to continue. Rin was still for a few moments before she began to shift restlessly. He began to move his hand once more, aware of Rin's pants and moans, the way her body was shaking and most of all her smell. Her arousal was a very heady scent of crushed flowers, sweat and musk.
Sesshomaru watched as his fingers moved in and out of Rin's body. Her hips began bucking violently and Sesshomaru speed up his movements. He listened to Rin's moans which were quickly reaching the volume of screams and felt her body start to pulsate around his fingers. He sped up even more and felt her body contract tightly around his fingers. Rin's body slowly arched before collapsing onto the futon. Sesshomaru was in awe. Never had a woman given herself to him with such abandon before.
Sesshomaru removed his fingers and began to lick them clean. Once they were clean he looked at Rin. Her face was flushed and sweaty; her chest was moving up and down rapidly. He lowered his head and gently nipped at Rin's lower lip. She brought a shaky hand to his face and he turned his head slightly so that he could nibble on her fingertips. He glanced up at her face to see her staring at him from heavily lidded eyes. Without breaking eye contact Sesshomaru nibbled down her palm to the inside of her wrist where he pressed a kiss. Rin closed her eyes, and a shiver went through her body. Sesshomaru smiled.
He waited a few more minutes before he began kissing her again. He hoped that she was ready for more.