Chapter 12: Well That was Unexpected

She woke to the sun in her eyes. She groaned, tugging the blanket over her head to block it out, only to suddenly feel refreshed, and ready to wake up. The blanket came back down, exposing her nose to the fresh smell of coffee, this time it hinted of hazelnut. She grinned sitting up to find the small table in the corner of his room filled with several pastries and two cups of steaming coffee. He never drank anything but black. Then she wanted to gag, because next to the breakfast he had gotten for her was a clear container with something that looked like it was swimming and possibly still alive.

She stretched and rose off the bed. It was after nine in the morning. She rubbed her eyes that were still slightly puffy and made her way over to the bathroom and opened the door. "Oh my god!" she screamed as she opened the door. On the other side she found him completely naked, wet and wrapping a towel around his waist. But that hadn't stopped her from seeing what was beneath that towel, or the light sheen of silver hair that curled around it. "You couldn't lock the door!?" She shrieked at him, flushing so red, she thought her face would explode. His body was sleek, defined, and even wet; he was hotter than anyone she had ever seen before.

"Was I supposed to?" He chuckled as he came out of the bathroom, hips wrapped in a light blue towel, that left very little to the imagination. The towel dangled low, leaving the curves of his muscles down to what was now hiding very visible.

She covered her eyes, blushing from head to toe, refusing to look at him.

"So shy?" He sat down on one of the chairs, legs spread, taking a brush to his hair.

"Put some clothes on!" She fled into the bathroom, her heart pounding and warmth pooling between her legs. Why did he have to be so beautiful?

A knock on the door startled her while she peed. "What?" she said as she wiped and leapt up to wash her hands.

"My clothes are in the bathroom."

She opened the door, daring to take in the shape of his body wrapped in the towel. His stomach was flat, and rippled all at once. As her eyes trailed up his chest. He had stripes on his hips, a full-blown six pack and defined pecs. She licked her lips stupidly getting lost in a fog of her own making, not to mention the bathroom was still hot, and humid from the shower he took earlier. "Do you like what you see?"

"Y… y… no. I mean…" she rubbed her eyes. "Yes."

"You're quite beautiful yourself," he leaned against the door frame. "Good morning," he cupped her chin and let his lips fall against hers. His tongue sought purchase inside her mouth and when she returned the gesture, he sucked the tip tenderly, until he released it and pressed his lips into hers with more force.

She moaned lightly, being so close to his skin. She ran her hands up his arms, over his shoulders, and into his hair. He embraced her more fully, kissing under her chin. and dipping his mouth against her neck. "This is one way to say good morning," she held on as his mouth explored. He licked at the sensitive skin behind her ears, and scraped his teeth over her shoulder, pulling the shirt she was wearing over her shoulder to bear her collar bone.

He still held her slightly pressed against the door. He feared his happy little friend poking out from between the folds of the towel, he was so hard. One day he would tell her what it did to him to see her nipples harden under his shirt. The flimsy t-shirts did little to hide the shape of her breasts from him. "You can touch me. You don't need to be so shy."

She giggled nervously, running her hands down his chest, then along his abs. They were solid and firm and if she wasn't mistaken he sighed and pressed himself further into her touch. "Wow."

"Glad you enjoy it." He leaned his neck down and kissed her again, pressing himself lightly into her hips. "I already went for a run this morning. Breakfast is on the table."

She licked her lips, tasting him on her mouth. Her hand pushed harder into his abs, god he felt so warm, and wet. "I… have to finish the paper for Izayoi. Can you help me?" She gazed up at him in stupid, adoration as their lips met again. Instead of letting him answer, she wrapped her hands around his neck, massaging the skin, and then arching when his mouth dipped back down into her neck again. "Mmmh," she held onto his shoulders.

"Let me see it after I've dressed," he pecked her lips, breaking the kiss. "I took the liberty of washing your clothes this morning."

"Is it like your mission to take care of me?"

"Yes, but I can't get dressed if you don't let me in the bathroom."

She ran her hand back up his stomach, with a smile on her face. "True, but then I couldn't do this."

His hold tightened around her waist as his hands ran up her back. The kiss became more intense, their bodies folding together. She was panting as his mouth explored the underside of her chin then her neck, making heat form in her belly. She was on her tippy-toes trying to keep up with the sensations running through her body. She felt a hand dip beneath the hem of the shirt she was wearing, "Sesshomaru?" She tried to reach it.

He pulled back with a soft expression on his face, panting, and with an obvious problem hidden under the towel. "You want me to stop?" The tone was slightly perturbed.

"I don't know… um," her mind felt like jelly. "Just my back?"

He nodded, pressing his lips against hers again, while slithering a hand up her shirt. It circled her shoulders, gripping her tighter, then down the slender sides of her stomach as their mouths continued to open and close against each other.

His hand on her felt like she was being brushed in moist heat. For once she didn't tense under his touch as it traveled along her back, under her bra-strap and then she felt claws gently curl against her flesh.

"Your skin is very soft," he spoke against her lips, resting his forehead against hers. The other hand joined beneath the fabric. "May I touch your stomach?"

She nodded nervously as the shirt was lifted lightly and his palm ran over her skin. She breathed in time with him, their lips connecting again. He pecked her lips lightly. "You spoke in your sleep last night. You said 'don't let them find me'."

She immediately pulled back. "It was just a bad dream." The last thing she wanted was to tell him what she had been dreaming of.

"You know there's something else about my nose and ears that I haven't told you. I can smell a lie. Your heart started beating faster. You could just tell me you don't want to talk about it," he tugged her back against his chest.

"Some things I don't talk about," she said quietly. "I need to do my homework."

"I still need my clothes. Next to your coffee is a key. Next time you won't have to wait outside my door."

"Really?" It had been a torment, waiting for him the night before. She couldn't force herself off the floor. He wasn't answering her calls or texts and she was terrified someone would see her a wreck before he woke up or returned.

"You don't even have to knock. But fair warning, I usually don't bother with a towel." He yanked it off his waist with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Sesshomaru!" She smacked his shoulder leaving the bathroom. "Put your clothes on!"

They sat at the table quietly for part of the morning while he ate his semi-live meal and she ate a pastry and drank the steaming hazelnut latte he had left for her. She pocketed his key, more than happy she wouldn't have to wait for him to be in his room next time she felt like she was coming apart at the seams. It was worse here and she didn't know why. She exhaled heavily while sipping on her coffee and lowered her eyes, slightly embarrassed about what had happened the night before until she heard the chair scuff next to her, and a warm hand ran up her back. "Are you okay?"

She couldn't lie to him so she just shrugged her shoulders as she glanced at the clock. "I have two hours left before I need to turn in the paper."

His nose dipped into her neck sniffing lightly. "You are a strange human. I looked at the short story. Do you have it in English?"

She pulled her pink laptop out of her backpack and brought the story up. She passed it to him and ate more of the pastry while he perused the story. "I like this," he said with a smile. "It would be faster if I just wrote it for you."

"Isn't that cheating?"

"If you tell Izayoi," he started typing away. "What that woman doesn't know won't hurt her and you'll get an A. You still did the hard-work. You wrote the story."

"Okay," she rose off the chair stretching. "I'm going to go for a run." She touched his wrist then bent over and kissed his lips. "Thanks for last night."

"I meant what I said, use the key whenever you want." He kissed her again, unable to stop. "Would you like to go out today?"

"Maybe we'll go on a real date to the restaurant you wanted to take me to?" She wrapped her arms around his chest from behind. "I'm sorry I threw the food you bought me on the ground. I didn't like how you were talking to me."

"I can be abrupt. I was angry with you because I knew you needed to eat and I went to the trouble of having food brought to you for you to waste it. We agree we were both at fault. Text me next time," he kissed her palm. "Rin Campbell," he said with a grin. "I am enjoying our time together."

"I need to go run," she motioned with her thumb over her shoulder at the door.

He nodded with his head and she left.

His fingers danced and skipped along her laptop. The story was clever and he enjoyed reading it. She had a way with words in English that were lost as she tried to translate it into Japanese on her own. He added his own finesse to ensure its quality and half an hour later was finished translating it. Closing her laptop he stood up in time to hear an argument outside his dorm. "Why are you going into the graduate dorms?"

He knew that voice. He wanted to kill the owner of that voice. "We saw you with him at the bookstore the other day. You know humans and demons don't belong with each other." That was the wind-demoness he had the misfortune of dating. He pulled a black blazer over his gray slacks and opened the door.

His pace quickened when he heard Rin. "Get out of my way."

"We're talking to you," the third and final voice made Sesshomaru come unglued. He flew down the stairs instead of walking.

"Look at the freshman girl trembling," Kagura laughed.

"She's not so tough. Koga won the last round at Judo," Takahiro laughed at her.

Sesshomaru flung the doors to the graduate dorms open, nearly hitting Rin in the process, and pulled her behind him. "Naraku, Kagura, and Takahiro, what are you doing here?" She was dressed casually in her running clothes and a light layer of sweat dripped down her forehead.

"It's against policy for teachers to date students. You know that Taisho," Naraku said with a hideous smirk on his face.

"Unless said student is the mate destined for the teacher and said teacher is a demon which I am. Feel free to file as many complaints as you see fit to my father," Sesshomaru laughed, rubbing Rin's wrist behind him. Even he could hear her heart pounding. "Now leave."

"Or what?" Kagura opened her fan.

"Would you like to find out?" Sesshomaru grinned. It had been a long time since he had a real challenge. He was looking forward to taking her down.

"Maybe another time, come on," Naraku led them away.

Rin exhaled from behind him, her bottom lip trembling slightly.

"Are you alright?" He turned around, keeping his distance as they were in public.

"Yeah. I need my story so I can turn it in. Then I'll go back to my dorm to shower and change. You look fancy," she tugged on the collar of his shirt and thumbed one of his buttons.

"Dress nice," he nudged her shoulder with his elbow. "How about you change clothes, and I'll turn in your story."

A smile spread across her face. "Sounds good to me!"

Takahiro leaned over the bathroom sink in his dorm room, staring at the broken nose that was swelled up like a balloon. She had caught him off guard or else she wouldn't have been able to do this to him. That much he was sure of. She had thrown him and then beat his face until that ridiculous dog-demon had stopped her. He was humiliated. He winced, touching the bridge of his nose. He had to spend a day in Tokyo Hospital having his nose pried back together while he was sedated. Now he was left with a gauze wrapped, swollen appendage that looked like it didn't belong on his face. "Doesn't matter how many times you touch it, it's not going to look any better," Naraku sat at the desk in the room. "It's good to see you again, Takahiro." The long haired half-demon shook his friend's hand. "Considering the circumstances."

"It's enough. Can you do something about it?"

"The nose no," Naraku leaned against the wall. "The girl? I think you know what we should do."

"It won't be enough," Kagura followed behind them. "You look like hell."

"Shut up," Takahiro barked at her. "You promised me full control. We already lost it."

"We just need to get our hands on her and I can possess her. Once it's done, she won't be able to resist. She'll be yours," Naraku burst into insidious laughter.

"What about the dog demon?" Kagura asked Naraku.

"It's been a while since I absorbed a powerful demon," Naraku shrugged nonchalantly.

"He's powerful," Takahiro warned him.

"So am I," he laughed again, rolling up his sleeves. "He's too arrogant to mark a human."

"How do we get her?" Kagura waved her fan to cool herself down.

"I know a way," Takahiro smirked. "I need to know if she's the one though. You two will attack her, hold her down, I'll see if it's her. Make sure she doesn't move too much, or bleed, because he'll know. We'll do it one morning, when the right time comes. She likes to run by herself."

"You've been watching her?" Kagura asked.

"Closely," Takahiro rubbed his neck down his chest, revealing a dragon tattoo that wound around his neck and disappeared into his shirt. "Very closely."

It was a Tuesday afternoon, several weeks after Rin and Sesshomaru had been dating. Izayoi's class was coming to an end. "Students for your homework this week, I think it's time we get to know one another more. So I would like you all to write about something that no one knows about you. It can be something that you like to do on your own, something you never told anyone, it can be anything."

Rin groaned hearing the assignment. She did not like writing about herself.

"I want a two page essay on it written in Japanese and English. I can't wait to see what you all have to say about yourselves. It will be due next Thursday," Izayoi said cheerfully.

Well if there is one thing I'm not writing about, it's two years ago. She would rather write about the car accident or that she liked to do extreme stunts. The final bell made her so happy. She couldn't wait to go see Sesshomaru. As she stood up and gathered her belongings Izayoi stopped her. "Rin, can you stay here for a few minutes please?" Izayoi asked, cheerfully.

"Of course," Rin started to wonder what she needed to speak to her about. It might be because maybe her work was lacking or that her grades weren't where they should be. She had struggled at the start of class with writing in Japanese until she let Sesshomaru take over it for her.

After everyone left Rin walked over to the front of the class. "Rin, I have something I wanted to speak to you about."

"Is it about my work not improving?" Rin asked nervously. Why is it that the most uncomfortable conversations always start with 'I need to talk to you'?.

"No, your work is going very well. You've actually improved quite well over the past few weeks. This conversation has nothing to do with your school work."

Rin was confused and had no idea why Izayoi needed to speak with her. The classroom door opened and in came Toga and Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru's face was hardened and it was obvious that he didn't want to be here. Her heart sank into her stomach. She started to think that they knew her secret and that he was going to leave her.

"Why do I need to be here? What's this about?" Sesshomaru demanded. He came up behind Rin and pulled her next to him, his hand resting on her abdomen. He pressed his lips to the back of her neck, just where the baby hair formed. She had to stifle a soft moan at the contact.

"Toga and I have been talking and we think it's time we got to know our sons' mates'," Izayoi said confidently as she stacked papers on her desk.

"Stepson," Sesshomaru reminded Izayoi.

"Sesshomaru!" Toga growled. He hated it when his oldest son acted like this.

"Well not just you and Rin. We want to get to know more about Inuyasha's mate Kagome. So, in a few days we are going to take you all out to a really nice restaurant in the city for dinner," Izayoi announced excitedly.

The announcement kind of shocked Rin. She was expecting something worse. But having dinner didn't sound that bad at all. Rin enjoyed the campus food, but she liked to up the change and have something other than school food.

"No, not going to happen," Sesshomaru released her waist and folded his arms defensively. "I refuse to stoop so low as to have dinner with you. Why would I go to the same trashy restaurants that you do? Let's go Rin." He picked her hand up and tried to tug her out of the room.

Rin ignored his orders and said with a smirk, knowing how much she would piss him off, "sure dinner sounds wonderful!" She could hear the slight growl coming from Sesshomaru for blowing him off. She pivoted to face him, wrapped her arms around his neck and planted the most sensuous kiss she could manage on his mouth, while sliding one hand down his chin, to open his mouth enough to slide her tongue in.

"I think I need a fan," Izayoi waved herself blushing.

"It's a non-negotiable, Sesshomaru." Toga took his own mate's hand and kissed the back of her fingers before pulling her forward.

He sucked a little harder than necessary on the tip of her tongue until she started to pull away and wiped a sheen of saliva from the side of his cheek. "Come on Sesshomaru, we will have a great time. This will give your family a chance to get to know more about me."

Toga walked over to his son and set his clawed hand along Sesshomaru's shoulder. "I think what Rin is saying is a good idea. This gives us a chance to get to know your mate, my son," Toga explained. "So far I like her."

Sesshomaru's golden eyes were harsh and showed no excitement to go out with his family. "Whatever, don't expect me to enjoy this."

Izayoi smiled so big hearing that they would be having dinner together. "We'll let you know when we choose a date to go out. I'm really excited for this." She clasped her hands over her heart.

Rin and Sesshomaru left the creative arts building in silence. She couldn't understand how he could be so repulsed by his own family and not want to have dinner with them. She still thought it was a wonderful idea. If they're meant to be together, then she wanted to know more about his family, and she still needed to tell her family about him. She imagined her father would become protective, but her mother would think he was a hunk. Her mother, Carlotta, was known for being modest and using body doubles for sex-scenes, but she had waived that when she was in a movie with Val-Kilmer back in the late 90's. I know a hot man when I see one. I wanted to get my hands on him.

She hated this silence between them, "Sesshomaru?" She picked his hand up and nipped at his knuckles.

"What?" he didn't look at her as he heard his name.

"Why don't you like the idea of having dinner with your family?" she asked, following him.

"It's none of your business."

She grabbed his wrist to make him look at her. "If I'm to be your mate, I should have the right to know why you don't want to eat with your family. Are you embarrassed to have others see you in public with me?" There were times she woke in the middle of the night to his pristine face with his silky hair covering her that she wondered what in the hell they were doing.

His golden eyes were heavy. He didn't like the way she spoke to him.

Well there was one way to get him talking if he refused. "I demand you spar with me at the lookout. We will do it blindfolded this time. If I win, you have to tell me why you hate having dinner with your family."

His eyes were still heavy, but two could play at this game. He felt like she was keeping something from him too. "If you lose, you'll have to tell me what troubles you every time you have a panic attack," he said.

"I thought I explained to you that I get panic attacks from being touched without realizing it and many other things?"

"I still feel like you're hiding something from me."

"Well I'm not. I'll meet you at the lookout in a half-hour." She let go of his hand and left Sesshomaru standing right next to the grad dormitories with mixed emotions. He couldn't figure out why she was so elated to have dinner with his family when he wasn't. But a good sparring session did sound good to him.

They both arrived at the lookout dressed in loose fitting clothing. Her neon purple jogging outfit clashed with his standard black loose fitting pants and thin tank top that had her licking her lips in glee. They sat down together in the grass and started stretching. She watched as he carefully loosened his legs going into a split and then bending over to touch the earth between his legs. God he had a nice ass. She got up and sat down behind him, legs spread to match his. She reached around his waist and grasped his thighs, pulling on the muscles to widen them with a smirk on her face. "You're tense."

He coughed uncomfortably, feeling himself twitch in his pants at her hands putting pressure on his thighs. "You are making me tense."

"How tense?" Her lips licked at his shoulder because sitting as they were she couldn't reach his neck. "Lean forward," she pushed on his back, massaging his muscles in wide circles as he bent down.

"Very," he smiled at her flirtatious behavior as he went down. Her hands pressed on the small of his back this time making the burn in his sinews harden his cock like a log. She knew how to torment him. Then hands ran up and down his sides, not over his shirt, but under it. Her fingers danced along the notches in his abdomen, over his muscles, and then raked back down. "Rin?" he shuddered out, trying to catch his breath. "Stop."

"Stop what?" She rose to her knees, pleased to see the tent in the front of his pants.

"You are teasing me," he stood up with her and handed her a blindfold. "I'm raising the stakes. I win and I get to kiss anywhere on your body I want."

"I don't know if I like that," her eyes were down and very focused on what was happening in his pants. It seemed rather confined and by the way he was staring at her, like he wanted more. Sure she had felt it hard next to her stomach at night, but he was a gentleman about it.

"Is it distracting you?" He waggled his hips. "Fine, anywhere my hands have already touched, for at least five minutes."

"Fine," she approached him nervously, putting on her blindfold with her cheeks burning.

"One day," he taunted her as he put his own blindfold on. "You will see what is beneath my pants."

Her face turned even redder, "are you trying to torture me?"

"No more than you me," he snorted as his world darkened.

They both remained quiet so they could focus on the battle they would fight. Rin had done this when she was a blue belt. It helped her to learn to rely on her other senses than just sight. Sure it was a struggle at first, but after practicing for several weeks she got the hang of it.

"Are you ready?" Sesshomaru asked.

"Yes, just so you know, I have practiced this many times, and I am very aware of what is around me, no matter if it's humans or demons," Rin explained.

"We will see. I don't really need a blindfold to know when someone is nearby. I won't go easy on you."

"I didn't want you to go easy on me. Now let's get this going." She could hear him somewhere behind her and sense him too. She knew demons had an aura and she had been getting used to the feel of his. It was almost comforting. "Is that little problem in your pants going to distract you?"

"Little? You thought it was little?" he asked, annoyed. He wasn't little, in fact he thought he was well endowed, and one female had screamed because he stretched her, which made him suddenly wonder how tight Rin would be when she milked him, which made his tip bubble and if he wasn't where he was he would relieve himself. This was getting on his nerves. It was bad enough he woke up to her body pressed against his and her hair in his face. He took showers in the morning to hide what he did to relieve his 'little problem'.

Suddenly she was behind him and blew air against his ear making him growl. "What were you thinking about?" She giggled proud of herself for catching him off guard.

"You really want to know?"

"Somehow I think it involves the problem in your pants."

"An erection is not a problem, it's an invitation."

"You said you can't do it without marking me," she squeaked when one of his arms came flying at her, making her duck, and then spin.

"There are other ways for you to help me with this problem."

"Like what?" Although she was fairly certain she knew what he was saying.

"Now I know you are a virgin!"

She didn't answer, she slid under the right handed punch to her shoulder then blocked a hit with his elbow. "You know this would be a great thing to do in class. It would show how great your students are if they are blindsided without realizing it."

"No talking," Sesshomaru announced. He hated covering his eyes, but went along with it. He already knew he was going to outmaneuver Rin. He could smell her movements before they came and was going easy on her but he wanted his time, he knew exactly where he was going to kiss her.

Sesshomaru came at Rin full speed, finally bored with the playing but just as he was about to knock her off her feet, Rin backflipped over him, and kicked at his ankles knocking him to his knees. "Surprised?"

"No talking, if we're doing this blindfolded you will lose concentration," he announced coming at her again. Rin still managed to dodge his attack as his foot almost hit her face. "How are you able to dodge when you don't have keen senses like I do?"

"I thought you said no talking?" she reminded him. "Maybe this could be a good example for the students in class. It would help teach a blind attack."

"Mmh, it never came to my mind to teach like this. But let's save the talking for later. Right now I need to win, so you can tell me what really bothers you and causes your panic attacks!"

"Not being able to eat, lack of sleep, and being touched without notice. How many times are we going to go over this?" Rin couldn't sense his presence around her. She knew he was not too far off. "Okay, leaving the scene doesn't count. Neither does flying..."

Sesshomaru lifted Rin off her feet and bound high into the air by her waist. "You never mentioned I couldn't take this into the air?" he announced.

"I don't have the ability to fly which makes it unfair!" She kept her arms around his neck in the fear of being dropped. "How about we make it a draw?"

"A draw? I'm afraid I don't accept draws. You demanded we spar together, by god we are going to spar!"

"How do you expect me to spar up this high?" She removed both their blindfolds giving him a stern look. "It's unfair and uncalled for. If I was a dog demon just like you I would accept a challenge up this high. Since I'm a simple human I think you just lost by default. You're poking my stomach!"

"I guess I haven't calmed down yet," he laughed, dropping her.

"Sesshomaru!" she screamed in laughter as she dropped.

He caught her right before she hit the ground.

"You son of a bitch!" she scolded him, trying to catch his breath.

"That aptly describes it. We're not done quite yet." Sesshomaru lowered them back down at the lookout. "We are going to continue till I say so."

"Are you going to pull any more demon moves on me?" Rin asked as she finally got set on her feet.

"No, now let's get back to sparring blindfolded."

They continued sparring for another few hours till Rin felt her legs give out from under her. She flopped onto her back to catch her breath. Sweat was dripping down her body. She felt gross and just wanted a hot shower so she could soak in her favorite body wash. She closed her eyes taking in the sun's rays as they hit her face. It was a cool afternoon. Cool enough to help calm her nerves. She removed her blindfold to see Sesshomaru standing above her. "I call it a draw," she was still out of breath and unable to move.

Sesshomaru didn't say anything. He lowered himself down onto his knees as his face hovered over Rin's. It was almost like the scene in the spiderman movie with Toby Maguire and Kirsten Dunst where she pulled back his facemask up to his nose. His lips hovered over Rin's for only a few seconds till he lowered them on to hers. Yes, she may have stunk like sweat, but he could still taste her sweet scent of Japanese Cherry Blossoms. He groaned into the kiss, still as hard as he was before. He gripped the ground. "I won. Now put your blindfold back on."

"Why?"

"I said I get to kiss wherever I want for five minutes. Now put it on," he said tersely. He waited with bated breath for her to cover her eyes, then lay back down.

"Where are you going to kiss?" her voice trembled as she spoke.

"Wouldn't you like to know," he straddled her. He lowered his nose right over her womanhood that was soaked with sweat and arousal and inhaled the scent. "I want you," he panted as his nose tracked up her body.

"S… s… Sesshomaru?" She couldn't speak.

"Quiet," he instructed her. His hands found the hem of her shirt and he lifted up her purple top until it hung just below her breasts.

She felt the cool air rush along her stomach and then she started panting in time with him. Then a nose came down right above her hip bone and she felt the pinprick of teeth dig into her skin. It made her stomach tense and she was about to grab his head as her legs tensed when her arms were pinned down. "Hands down," he instructed her. He wanted to touch her. He licked the rise of her hip bone then circled her navel with his tongue.

She panted against the pressure of his mouth as it dipped lower, and lower, circling under her navel. She felt like butter under his ministrations.

He chuckled and dipped his tongue around the circle of her belly button and dragged it up the line of her stomach.

"Oh god," she panted, gripping the grass. Her skin felt electric against his touch.

"I think you like this," he opened his mouth wide to wet the area beneath her breasts with his mouth, then down the sides of her stomach, and low under her belly button. He tugged the hem of her pants down, just above her curls and sensuously sucked on her supple flesh.

"Sesshomaru," she breathed his name, feeling so much heat between her legs she thought she would burn from the inside out. Her knees bent and her feet danced on the ground. She felt herself tighten.

He sniggered against her, enjoying her reaction to his touches, then brought his mouth to hers. "Do you know how hard you make me?" He pressed his lips into Rin's, licking the top of her mouth, biting down on her bottom lip.

Her eyes flicked down and it was obvious he was straining against the material of his pants. "I…" her brain felt very foggy, mush. His mouth covered hers again as he pulled her onto his chest. She returned the kiss and sighed into his embrace. "I think your five minutes is up."

"Something else is up," he smirked at her. "I need you."

"I know what you want from me," she rested her head against his chest. "I'm not ready yet."

"Would you touch me with your hand?"

She shook her head.

"So a blow job is out of the question?"

"Maybe soon," she slid off the offending appendage. "I'm sorry. Are you mad at me?"

"I am horny," he leaned back with a hand over his head. "Why do you have panic attacks?"

"The answer isn't different," she held his hand.

"Then what happened that changed you?"

"Something scary," she said quietly. "I was on a set," she bit her bottom lip. "It was during a movie. A stunt went bad. Our harnesses broke, I caught myself on a ledge before I hit the ground, but my friend didn't, and died."

Sesshomaru only laughed, "is that what you told your parents?" He pointed to his nose. "You aren't being honest with me."

"Neither are you," she said back to him. "Tell me why you don't want to have dinner with your family?" Rin asked.

They both sat up and stared at each other. "My father met Izayoi a year after my mother died. I… was never able to forgive him, for moving on so quickly. He didn't grieve the way I did. My kind grieve for our mates for years after they pass away. But I came to realize that my mother was never intended to be his mate. So he only grieved for a year. When he met… Izayoi I kept my distance. I wanted nothing to do with her and I still don't."

"How did she die?"

He closed his eyes and said, "an accident. We may live long lives, but with enough damage, we are as helpless as humans."

She set her head against his shoulder, "I'm sorry. You shouldn't hold a grudge for this long." She kissed his cheek. "Do you know how it feels to lose your whole family at a young age? I would give anything to have my family back. Because of those stupid dragon poachers… You should feel happy to have a stepmother that loves you for who you are. Just like how my adopted family loves me."

"I will never feel happy when I'm around her."

"Will you at least be happy for me, please." She wrapped her tired arms around his neck and leaned her forehead against his. "Please accept their invite to have dinner. I'm supposed to be your mate. I want to get to know your family." She was literally straddling his lap.

"Why do you have to be so tempting?" He pecked her lips, then slid his tongue into her mouth.

"Being your girlfriend I have to be tempting for certain things. Besides, if you refuse to join your family for dinner, I'll refuse to sleep in your bed with you again." She knew how to get to him one way or another.

"Damn you. Fine, but just this once."

"Good, now let's head back. I feel very gross and need a shower bad. Plus, I have homework that needs to be completed."

"I'll follow you soon."

"Why?"

He bumped his hips into her crotch. "It is getting quite painful. Go on."

"You aren't going to?"

"I am and I am going to think it's you while I do. At least I won't have to hide in the shower like I do every morning."

"Sorry?"

"That didn't sound very sincere," he stood up and held her hand. "I'll wait for you to be ready."

"You really jack off in the shower thinking of me?"

"Every morning," he said and slapped her ass giving it a good squeeze while he strutted into the forest.

She took a few steps and then followed him into the tree line. She approached him from behind and held him around the waist, sliding her hands up his shirt, then down the sides of his stomach and into his pants. She pushed the stretchy material over his shaft, although from behind him she couldn't see it. "So you'll touch me but not let me touch you?"

"Do you want me not to?" she asked him confused, gripping him. He felt heavy and thick in her hand.

"Rin," he moaned, pumping his hips into her hands. "Is this what you want?"

"I kinda feel bad you can't get at least some satisfaction," she was too nervous to look so she closed her eyes against his shoulder and firmly stroked him. The first stroke obviously had him hissing, the next one moaning and then she fell into a rhythm running her hand up and down him. Her fingers danced back to the tip, gathering the bubbling semen, wetting her hand for him to push into.

"Faster," he cupped his hand over hers. His hand moved more quickly, until she felt him tense and she heard the splatter of cum land onto the forest floor.

She giggled, wiping her hand on his shirt. "Better?"

"Thank you," he said, righting his pants. "You're really okay with it? I can't hear your heart racing."

"I know I'm safe with you," she squeezed his bicep and kissed his lips.

"Soon. I want to touch you, all of you."

She nodded, accepting his palm against hers as they walked hand in hand back to the school.

A/N

Oh, the question of why we don't have more reviews? Okay someone asked this when I (elohiniar) was writing Instinct and here's the thing, people A. just don't review like they used to and B. Sess/Rin is a dying pairing and most of that is because people don't review and lack of reviewing discourages writers from writing. They realize they will get more reviews/follows/favorites if they write oh...Sess/Kag? So my goal is start a #reviewolution. This means you review every chapter or at least every couple of chapters. That's how you let writers know you appreciate their work and encourage them to finish. So yes we would love more reviews for this work. That's your hint to review. Yeah you...reading this and not reviewing...leave one.