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His arm was still around her; the one he had regained after Inuyasha had so deftly relieved him of it years ago. Now those very fingers were living it up, drawing ticklish patterns on the shoulder of the woman who'd given his brother the sword to do so. For all the fates had done to mock him, it couldn't be said that Sesshoumaru hadn't mocked back.
Though some time had passed since their intimacy, the afterglow of the lengthy session remained thick in the air. They were swimming in contentment as if high on a drug, and the ease with which they conversed perpetuated the pleasant feeling. He couldn't recall any previous desire that would have him engage in pillow talk with any he had bedded in the past.
There must have been some instances, but sex for him had never been about the pleasure of company- well, not theirs. He'd never taken an interest in the demonesses personally, therefore would have garnered no enjoyment from speaking with them at length. It was always business. But though the miko must surely be exhausted by now, he found himself hoping she would remain lucid enough to continue. Encouraging her consciousness by opening himself up for perusal.
She was indeed spent, both mentally and physically, but she loved him like this too much to allow herself rest. This was Sesshoumaru in rare form; raw and permissive. The usually walled off demon was allowing unrestricted access to himself; she need only ask. She was in no hurry to relinquish such an occasion.
She was still on his chest, lightly running her own fingertips over his abdominals; watching them twitch under her attentions.
"How old are you?"
"Rude," he joked. He could feel her smile against him. He'd been making her do that a lot lately.
She earned back a smirk of her own.
"More than seven centuries, I would say." He thought this would shock her, but it didn't.
"What of it?"
"I was just thinking. I guess everyone uses sex to get something they want. Whether its pleasure or love, or something more sinister. I used Hojo to get over heartbreak. You used Mioko to get in the tournaments...It's just kind of sad that you are over 700 years old, and you have never been in love."
"Have you?"
"I thought I was once, but it was just puppy love. Pardon the pun."
"Puppy love?" He was becoming accustom to the fact that the miko had a strange manner of speaking, on account of being born and raised 500 years in the future. He never required as much clarification on anything as he did when in her presence. But it did not irk him that she knew so much of what he was apparently ignorant; rather, he relished the opportunity to add to his vast wealth of knowledge.
This time, however, he couldn't shake the feeling that her answer might be insulting.
"It's when you're young, and you like each other a lot. But it's not mature."
"How do you know the difference?" She thought about it. She'd never been in love, so she only knew what it wasn't. Still, she ventured.
"I think, it has to stand the test of time. It's easy to be in love when things are simple- that's puppy love. But when real life happens to it, things that love must endure and it does, I think that makes it real."
He couldn't tell if the statement was born of idealism or naivety. Either way, the miko had always brimmed with both. It was times like these which displayed for him how young she really was. And how human. But when with her, he seemed more inclined to find similarities between their races, instead of boring down on the vast differences.
"I believe, what mortals call love," he mused, "is simply familiarity over time, combined with the urge to breed. Your species' biology is actually quite sophisticated in how it determines, through instinct, which traits are beneficial and which are to be weeded out. Most of you do not seem to even be aware that you are doing it, but it is a mechanism that both our kind shares. The difference is, humans factor in this emotional attachment when selecting a mate, and demons do not."
"You're so romantic," she said sarcastically. He shrugged.
And with him, she was more willing to focus on the thinly veiled praise he offered, and not the casual slights.
"You think despite our emotional hang-ups, humans are as good at propagating the species as demons?"
"You would not be here otherwise."
"I guess, the system works."
"You yourself are a fine example, Miko. Despite not wishing to yet procreate, your advanced biology demands you lay with the strongest. The fastest. The most intelligent," oh, here we go...
"Your instincts demand the best. It is why you are so attracted to This Sesshoumaru."
His own statement caused him pause. Was that why? Of course he was the best. In every conceivable way. Demonesses recognized this on sight, and he was accustomed to them and their attempts to seduce him- regardless of whether or not they consciously desired to enhance their offspring. Their instincts called out for him. For what he could offer.
But the Miko was human, and humans weren't so black and white. Did he have an x-factor that contributed to her desire? Or was it purely biological? He supposed it didn't matter, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Do you have any desire to spend more time with This Sesshoumaru? Or do you only prefer to while on your back?" He was by no means insecure. Instead, he wondered if her human nature saw fit to pin her with any 'emotional hang-ups' in selecting him as a worthy lover.
She couldn't tell if his egotism was just for fun, or if it came out organically. Either way, it earned a big laugh from her.
He was right about her desire, though. There was something about him that did things to her. It was becoming harder to control. She rolled on top of him and started grinding to tease. It appeared that was the only answer he was going to get, and he grabbed her hips as she kissed him.
"You are trying to distract me." And if the swelling of his tired manhood was any indication, she would prove successful.
"No, I'm trying to distract me. Please, Sesshoumaru? Sucking your cock made me so horny," she hoped reminding him of what she had done for him earlier would make him more accommodating. It worked.
Plus, she could tell he loved the dirty talk. She sat up to straddle him as he ground up into her, pulling her hips against his as he did.
She shifted so he could enter her, and began riding him; his above average size becoming less an obstacle with every broadening rut. It was another power move he wouldn't have previously allowed. Any who saw them would assume she was dominant. Actually, that thought was ridiculous.
He hadn't considered the delicious access to her breasts with his mouth, however. And having some control allowed her to position herself exactly where she wanted, causing her to whimper and moan loudly as she hit the right spots.
Her tiny hands were grabbing his shoulders as she rode his dick with fervor, and when he sharply thrust his obliques upward as she made one of her descents, it caused her to shriek in pleasure. So he kept doing it.
The impact of his hips into hers had her tits bouncing drastically. He caught a nipple lightly in his teeth to suck on, and flicked the rosy peak with his talented tongue. And when he moved his hand to roughly rub her swollen clit, she had almost reached her limit. She was so close, already approaching her climax's crest.
That was when his door flew open. "Mama! Are you okay?!" Shippo had burst on the scene with terror on his features. But the look soon turned to one of confusion.
"Shippo! Get out!" Kagome demanded harshly, covering herself with a pillow while Sesshoumaru scooted out from under her. He then rose and pulled his hakama on, while the fox demon seemed frozen in shock. His little gears were turning, trying to make sense of what he saw.
Inuyasha had heard the outburst, awaking with a start, and stepped through the open door to question Shippo just beyond the threshold, "What's the matter?" The scent just barely beat his eye sight, but not in time to protect it. "Oh, jeez. C'mon runt, you shouldn't see this."
He started pushing the little fox into the hallway, but the kit resisted, "He was hurting Kagome! I heard her screaming!" With more force this time, Inuyasha led him out and closed the door.
Mortification gave way to regret, "Poor Shippo. I shouldn't have yelled." Her loins burned, aching for completion, but the mood was ruined. Sesshoumaru was raging internally at the interference, but willed his softening manhood to calm enough to walk away from the wanting miko.
"I will speak with him." He leaned down for a reassuring kiss, parting reluctantly, and was out the door.
Sesshoumaru came into the hallway to find Kikyo standing next to Inuyasha, who had his arms crossed. Both were looking down at the small demon.
"Kid, you can't just go barging in to people's rooms like that!" he scolded. He really should know better, but it wasn't like Kagome usually had much need for privacy from the boy. Even more reason Inuyasha was annoyed at the kit for ruining her fun time.
Shippo didn't understand why he was the one being scolded, and why nobody else seemed to care about what Sesshoumaru had done to his mother, "But Kagome was in pain, I heard it!" He turned, "Were you fighting?"
Sesshoumaru ignored him in favor of issuing demands to the others, "Prepare for breakfast. I will send the miko to meet you." He finally turned his gaze downward, masking his irritation, "Go to the edge of the clearing, and wait for This One. We shall speak there."
"Do you promise?"
"I give you my word." Shippo eyed him suspiciously, but did as he was told. The demon lord went back into his room to dress completely, and Kagome asked him how it went with anxiety laced in her tone. "I am going to have a word with him." 'Quite a few, actually.'
"Don't be too hard on him," she pleaded, concerned what the demon would do to the kit for interrupting them. Sesshoumaru allayed her fears, but she really did coddle the boy. If she was not so overly protective, perhaps they wouldn't be in this situation.
"I shall simply explain things to him. I am surprised he is still ignorant at his age." He made to leave, but stopped himself as he took in her nude form. She looked very enticing, disheveled as she was, and he pulled her to him in a lingering kiss. He was tempted to skip the talk to pick up where they left off, but he'd given his word. Damn.
Eyes and throat were thick with promise as he assured her, "We shall continue this later. Dress. I will meet you at breakfast."
Sesshoumaru took his time walking to the edge of the clearing. He wasn't apprehensive, he simply needed the time to gather his thoughts. He had never had to explain rutting to a child, and was unsure of how to go about it.
He stretched his mind to think back to how he himself had gained the knowledge, and had come to the conclusion that he had always known. Sex wasn't sacred among demons, and was therefore not kept from the eyes of the young. He had been in the vicinity when his father rutted his mother, and others later, while he was still considered a boy. It wasn't the preferred method among developed demons, but no great lengths were attempted to keep him from it.
And it hadn't bothered him. It was the natural way of things. Not that he made a point to watch when it was occurring nearby. He understood that humans considered the matter much more private; a thing he would do well to keep in mind now that he had begun laying with one.
Preforming such acts in Rin's presence had never occurred to him, but he considered it unseemly now that he thought about it. He had no offspring, so it had not been an issue he had to contend with. Until now.
The kit was an orphan, being raised by humans. He supposed he couldn't fault him for his ignorance on the topic. He couldn't help but wonder what other things the young demon may not be privy to, that perhaps a full-fledged demon would be needed to impart. 'As Inuyasha needed, but never had.'
He tucked that thought away for later, as the kit in question came into view. The boy had a troubled countenance, and since Sesshoumaru didn't know where to begin with him, he decided to let him drive.
"You have questions, kit. Ask them."
"Were you hurting Kagome?"
"No."
He seemed to believe him, but that just raised more questions. "Well, what were you guys doing? It sounded like you were hurting her, but when I came in, she smelled really happy." 'Like, really happy.'
"We were having sex." Direct and to the point, as he always was. "Do you know of it?"
Shippo wasn't embarrassed of the subject, so at least his demon instincts remained intact. He seemed more insecure about what he didn't know.
"Just what I was told," he admitted shyly. "A male and female fall in love, then they have sex to make a baby."
This explanation had miko scent all over it. "Is that what you were doing? Trying to make a baby?" He almost sounded hopeful.
Sesshoumaru faced him as he spoke, but remained at his height. "No," he began. "You are correct, that a female can become with child through the act. However, it is not the only reason to engage. It can also be very pleasurable." Shippo was all ears, so he dove in.
"Once you come of age, usually in one's adolescence, you will find sexual gratification involving your manhood and wish to enjoy a companion for pleasure. That is what I was doing with the miko." He decided to elaborate, "If the act is done well, great pleasure will be enjoyed by both. This, however, is not always the case. Some males are unwilling, or unable, to give their partner pleasure, and seek it only for themselves. It is dishonorable." Shippo seemed to absorb this.
"Others will take females against their will. This in unacceptable." His voice adopted a grave tone, "It is one thing to fail to please a willing mate. Forcing a rut against one's will is quite another, and a death sentence on my lands. Do you understand?" Shippo gulped audibly and nodded. Even a hypothetical threat coming from Sesshoumaru was terribly unnerving.
Pleased his warning got across, he felt inclined to follow up with some advice, "Investing in your partner's enjoyment will increase your own tenfold. Bear that in mind, kit."
Shippo took the information pretty well. He didn't need the mechanics laid out for him, but he was excited to have such a prominent, full-blooded demon willing to explain things to him like a grown-up. He didn't want to waste the opportunity.
"Okay, so you weren't making a baby."
"Pup, kit." He interrupted. "Any offspring This One produces would be a pup."
"Even if it's half human?" he would never dare taunt Sesshoumaru, but there was a sparkle in his eyes.
It was a touchy subject, considering his previous stance on the issue. His prejudices weren't what they once were, obviously. That he was so vocal on the issue, and now a dose of 'future medicine' away from siring a hanyou of his own...the irony wasn't lost on him.
But it was immaterial at the moment. Deciding not to push that any further, Shippo continued, "Are you in love at least?"
There was that word again.
"Love is not required for rutting."
"You didn't answer my question."
"I did not."
When it was clear he wasn't going to, Shippo sighed. "Did you do it well?"
His infamous stoic mask was his response.
"You said 'if done well' both can feel pleasure. Was it done well?"
"Naturally."
He would answer the kit's questions, provided he required nothing too graphic.
"Good," though he didn't fully understand what his mother had been doing, it sounded as if she had been getting the better of it. Another realization struck him, "Hey, now that I know about sex, I don't have to leave the room when Miroku tells his late-night stories!" This prospect excited him. He hated feeling like a little kid, especially around the men.
Sesshoumaru huffed, letting his posture relax slightly, "You are not missing much. This One suspects that the monk's tales are greatly embellished most of the time." 'Which reminds me-'
"From time to time, males share with each other tales pertaining to conquests on and off the battlefield- I personally prefer on." He wasn't usually one to share personal matters, but he didn't shy away from them. "It is, however, considered uncouth to discuss such things in the presence of females. Particularly if the tale involves a female who is present. It tends to embarrass or upset them, and is therefore in poor taste. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." Sort of.
"Have you any more questions for This One?"
"How do you do sex so that your partner feels pleasure?" Was it something that required training?
"That is perhaps a subject better left for a later date." Maybe 10 years later. "It is nothing you need concern yourself with for some time yet."
"Aw, c'mon. Please?"
"I cannot tell all of my secrets. At least not until I am mated. Otherwise, we may someday be vying for the same female. I will need an edge in my old age when competing with charming, young fox demons." Not a chance, but the boy had a rough morning, so he threw him a bone.
"Ah, man! How long until you get mated?" The demon council of the four houses was quite curious of this as well. Naturally, they expected him to choose a demon with whom to sire strong heirs for their society. If it was to come to pass, he was certainly in no rush now. He had only just discovered the joy of bedding a miko; it would have to wait until he'd had his fill of her. At least.
"It may be some time yet. I haven't any plans." It wasn't the answer he wanted, but it would have to do. Sesshoumaru could see their chat getting off track, and figured he accomplished what he had come to do. The scent that greeted him told him their time had expired anyhow.
"Breakfast is ready. Shall we return? Or do you suppose that my brother will save you a plate?"
Shippo made for a quick exit, but stopped short. Memories of a young boy being chased off flooded in.
"That's why you wanted me to dance with Rin, wasn't it? You thought that boy wanted to have sex with her, and you knew I didn't."
Shrug. Maybe not sex, but...
He was playing nonchalant, but even the mention of a male pursuing Rin in such a way had him bristling on the inside.
"I guess lots of stuff is all about sex, huh?" He was wondering how much he hadn't been able to comprehend about life due to this blind spot.
"Some believe that everything in life is about sex. Except sex, which is about power."
Shippo was curious, "What do you believe?"
"This One used to believe that everything in life was about power, especially power."
That was all it had ever been. Supreme conquest, and the road to it, got his dick hard far beyond a simple lay with a female. In fact, Kagome had mused not an hour ago that he had valued a fight above having sex when he was younger, and she wasn't wrong. He had always assumed that most powerful males had felt the same as he, but even his father- the most powerful demon he had ever known- hadn't valued power over his female. Though his power had no doubt attributed to obtaining her.
"And now?" What did he think now? Had his values changed?
Shrug.
"Lord Sesshoumaru? If I think of any more questions about sex stuff, can I ask you?"
"Very well." And he likely would soon. He himself had not been much older when-
"What about not sex stuff?" So he had been correct. There were doubtless many things the kit would do well to learn from a fellow full-blood. Even a well-intentioned hanyou was a poor substitute, and Sesshoumaru was a goldmine as far as knowledge and experience. Would he be willing to give Shippo such access to himself?
The inclining of his head provided an answer for them both.
And with that, they walked back in silence. Both pondering what had been discussed.
Everyone was already eating breakfast when the pair had returned from their talk.
"Y'alright kid?" Inuyasha asked pouring himself a cup of water as Shippo took a seat by his side; and Sesshoumaru beside the kit, across from Kagome.
He was greeted with a shy smile, and images of the morning came crashing right back. She was obviously uncomfortable about how things had ended up, but it didn't stop her from inconspicuously lifting her socked foot to rub against his ankle. His only response was a heated gaze in her direction.
"Yep! We got it all cleared up!" Whatever Sesshoumaru had said to him had seemed to do the trick, and his cheer was a welcome improvement over his earlier fret.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you, Shippo. Are you sure you're okay?" Kagome timidly asked. She was still embarrassed that the young boy had seen her in such a state, and that the others had known about it. It was taking all she had to look him in the face.
Sango hadn't been there for the debacle this morning, and voiced her confusion, "Why? What happened to Shippo?" He began filling his plate as he responded.
"Nothing. I thought Lord Sesshoumaru was hurting Kagome, but he said they were just having sex." Sesshoumaru popped the little fox so quickly that it looked like a knot just appeared on his head out of nowhere. Apparently, he'd already forgotten what he had been told about blabbing. He frowned his displeasure at the kit to accent the strike. Kagome was sputtering, and he didn't have to look over to know she resembled a tomato.
"Whoops! Sorry Kagome!" the regret at his misstep had little to do with the hit he took, not that it wasn't painful.
The drink Inuyasha was sipping got sprayed toward the married couple, who were failing to contain their laughter. When they broke, Kagome tried her best to be upset with them, but gradually found her way to laughing along. She supposed if everyone else found mirth in her mortification, she could get over it. And if she could find the humor in it...
The side of Sesshoumaru's mouth lifted ever so slightly.
The rest of breakfast passed with no further mention of the incident, but in the hot spring Shippo felt he had some explaining to do.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to...It slipped." He felt awful. He was finally being treated like one of the grown-ups, and he blew it. He was worried they wouldn't see him as someone who could be trusted with such information.
"You shall remember next time, will you not?" He'd let Sesshoumaru down, just as it seemed the demon might take him into his confidence. There might not even be a next time.
"Yes, sir." he was sulking as Miroku made his way into the springs, grinning ear to ear.
"Keh, I'm surprised to see you here. Figured I wouldn't see you outside of meals for a few days."
"I've been working up quite a sweat lately, so the Mrs. demanded I bathe." The brothers made room so he could sit between them in the water, and Sesshoumaru tried to create even more distance from himself.
"Enjoying the married life?" Inuyasha asked him once he was situated.
"It was made just for me, my friend."
"I'll say. Look at you all sexed up and not a bump or bruise for your troubles." Until now, any attempted feeling up of the girls had earned the monk at least a slap. It was going to be weird to see him getting away with it now...as long as he only touched his wife.
Looking to Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha wondered what would become of him if his hand 'accidentally' strayed now.
"Perhaps you are doing it incorrectly," the dog demon ventured, causing his brother to smirk.
For once, the monk was the one to try and temper the lewd conversation, "Please. Not in front of Shippo." With all that had occurred earlier, he thought the boy could use a break, but the statement only served to sour him. Until Sesshoumaru spoke up.
"The kit is old enough. You will not harm him. However, you will spare the graphic details for my own benefit."
"Feh. Like you're one to talk. You guys were worse than last time." Giving the demon a once over he added, "I don't know how you can look so well rested when I heard you working through the night being Kagome's fuck toy." He had to give his brother some shit, especially now that it was common knowledge that he had fucked- was fucking? - his best friend.
Though he didn't want to picture his brother and Kagome doing what they were doing- a task made harder since he had seen them this morning-, it hadn't bothered him as much as it would have even a few months ago. Whatever had happened to the once insufferable ice prick had been a welcomed change. He could definitely be trusted with his friends' lives now. Could he be trusted with their hearts as well?
"You have been mated not a week and you already consider it work?"
"Not at all. I've never been so happy in my whole life," and he meant it. His whole life had been one struggle after another. When Kikyo had been taken from him, he never thought he'd find happiness again. And now that he had it, he wouldn't take a second for granted. He was a new man.
"Have you thought on my offer?" It had only been a few days, but surely he must have consulted his mate on it by now.
"Yeah, and I'm in. I'll do whatever you need me to do." He wanted to give his mate everything she deserved. The Western Lands would provide that. He would finally take his place, do his part. He wanted to make his father proud, and now, his brother too.
"Very well. We must leave tonight to prepare for the summit. It is there where This Sesshoumaru will introduce you to the four houses as Heir to the West."
"There is one thing," he seemed nervous, but determined, "Kikyo is mine in the eyes of demon society, but seeing those two get married...I want to do that for her. I want to claim her as humans do. She would never ask for it, but I want to give her a wedding. I want to give each other rings so that every human knows we belong to each other. Last night, I went to Totosai to collect the rings I had commissioned he make from my own fang. I want to have a small ceremony here, after your honeymoon." He gestured to Miroku. "After that, we will move."
"Nonsense." He was worried his brother might ridicule him for wanting to get married. A mating was much more serious, and demons viewed the human ceremonies as arbitrary and pointless. "You are heir to The Western Lands. Until I produce an offspring fit to rule, you will inherit my title in the highly unlikely event of my death. You shall have a wedding fit to one of your station. Know your place." Inuyasha smirked at the familiar command, but resisted.
"Are you crazy? Kagome must have knocked something loose in your brain. You really think the best way to kick off your new world order to all those old school demons is to name a hanyou heir, then force them to celebrate a human wedding in their sacred Western Fortress? Coming on kinda strong, doncha think?" His tone went from mocking to concerned.
"I know you're the man with the battle plan, but I don't want to put Kikyo through all that. It's supposed to be one of the happiest days of her life...It's gonna be hard enough to get them to accept me as my father's son."
"You must, Inuyasha." His face took on a serious countenance. "It will be your cause, after all. If you are to succeed in instating cohabitation between youkai and ningen, then I can think of no better way than having the product of such a union- the son of the greatest demon to ever rule- to make an act of good faith for all to bear witness. You must lead them in this."
Sesshoumaru was right. It appeared he was going to have to hit the ground running. They would all have to make sacrifices for the greater good. If having a lavish wedding was the worst he would endure, he could consider himself lucky. Still, "I haven't even asked Kikyo yet. If I can get her to agree to it, I'll go along. But we can't leave tonight. You gotta give us at least a day to get ready."
"One day then. The summit is in two, and you must be present. Since anyone who matters will already be there, you will have your wedding the next day."
"You gonna have everything ready on such short notice?"
"If This One commands it, it will be done." That's two down. He turned to Miroku then, "Your answer, Houshi?"
"It is a tempting prospect, My Lord," he began cautiously, "but my wife is a demon slayer. Though you know she holds no prejudice, I'm not sure it is wise."
"You doubt This One's ability to protect?" He knew his rejection would offend him.
"That's not it. We both trust you. I fear that others may not trust her. Her village has dedicated their lives to killing your kind. She herself has probably killed the family of many of your residences."
"Some will not. At first. But they trust This Sesshoumaru, as you claim to. You have already had my word that I shall personally see to your full protection within my lands." He could see that the monk was still apprehensive. It was time to bring out the big guns.
"The West is home to the most incredible sights in all of Japan. Allow This One to provide you with the best accommodations you will ever know, so that you may enjoy a most luxurious honeymoon. You needn't leave your suite, yet should you choose, I will show you what the west can offer; what you may offer it. Then you may decide, once you give it an honest chance so that you may choose without bias. Does your wife not deserve this?"
Miroku knew the demon was right. Though Sango was his to protect, he couldn't shield her from the world. If they succeeded in their mission, it would at least make the world a safer place for them in the end. If he agreed, he would have the strongest being perhaps that ever was watching over them. It was nothing to scoff at.
"You drive a hard bargain, My Lord. I do not see how I could refuse. But only if Sango is alright with the idea." There seemed to be no dissuading the demon lord.
"The slayer seemed more than willing when I spoke with her last night. Inform your women, and I shall send you an escort so that you may arrive tomorrow. All of you."
All of them. That included Kagome. Miroku wondered if his insistence had anything to do with ensuring she would agree as well. How bad did he want her there? What were his plans once she arrived?
"Man, a full demon, a half demon, and a human, and not a drop of youkai blood between our women. Dad would be proud."
"I am certain he is amused."
"Hey, you find out what human women can do with their mouths yet?" It was one of the great perks to having a human partner, and if his brother played his cards right...
"I can finally understand why father took a human as a mate." Perhaps if other demons were made aware of this little tidbit, the bridge between the species might not be as difficult to construct.
Miroku had been around the block, but never with a youkai. "Are demon women not so accommodating?"
"Keh, we'd never let them try. If a demon got her mouth around a male, she would have complete control over him. It puts us in a very dangerous situation." The monk shuddered at the prospect.
"Tell This One," he demanded, "is it a common trait among ningen women to use...colorful language in the throes of passion?" He wondered if he had been missing out on human women all this time, or if the little miko was an outlier. More so.
"What do you mean, Lord Sesshoumaru?" the lecher hoped he would elaborate, but he didn't bite.
"Hn. It must be specific to women of the future," he mused. Then informed, "The way they talk...The things they do..." His incredulous exhale was so out of character it caused the others to hang their jaw.
"Perhaps one will be so kind as to share her methods with your own females."
"Lord Sesshoumaru?" Shippo finally spoke up, and the lord turned his attention on the kit, indicating he proceed.
"Since sex isn't just about making babies, do two boys ever do it for pleasure?"
The question hung in the air for a long moment, and Sesshoumaru cut a glance sideways to Inuyasha in silent communication before responding. "It is done, though it is not as common. However, there are many who disapprove of the act. Therefor those who engage must become very strong, as to survive. They often face great adversity."
"Why?"
Miroku took the reins, "Some believe it is an unholy act, as the gods intend that men only lay with women for the purpose of children. It's called homosexuality."
"Then do you have a problem with 'homosexuality'?" Miroku was a man of god, though he seemed to follow the rules of the cloth arbitrarily.
"Nah. I always figured it meant more girls for me." Man of god indeed.
"What about you Inuyasha?" Being a constant victim of bigotry, his views regarding others tended to remain pretty liberal.
"Keh, honestly, the whole idea grosses me out. But so long as no one tries anything with me, people can do what they want."
"Agreed. What is done in the privacy of one's own bedroom is not this one's concern. So long as it is consensual." Sesshoumaru's physical appeal transcended gender lines. It was more than obvious to him when a male desired him so, though they seemed to know better than to approach him about it.
"So how do two boys have sex then?" it was an issue he had been pondering ever since 'the talk,' and he couldn't get it out of his head.
"Tell us, Inuyasha."
"Oi, fuck you bastard!"
"I can't believe Shippo caught you in the act! Are you okay, Kagome?" They had let the subject drop at breakfast to save the poor girl some embarrassment, but in the hot spring with the girls the topic could no longer be avoided.
"It was the most humiliating thing that's ever happened to me, thanks!"
"What exactly did he see?" Inuyasha hadn't entered the room until just after the fact, and he wasn't willing to divulge any details to his mate. He would rather not think about his naked brother any more than never.
"It's not polite to kiss and tell." Not to mention riding dick.
"Sounded like a lot more than kissing..." And Kikyo was dying to know. She'd had the displeasure of meeting the regal demon a number of times before she died the first time. He was cruel to Inuyasha, and regarded her as no better than an insect. But even then, she couldn't deny his physical appeal. No female could.
And though his demeanor had been quite unpleasant, he had still been the topic of many conversations she had been privy to among other females. Ones that involved fantasizing what the demon lord looked like under all that silk, and what might be done to him if given the opportunity.
"Come off it, Kagome. You better believe the guys are sharing every gory detail right this moment. Especially with that lecher monk in the mix." Sango envied her husband. He had practiced methods of extracting such information, and she would give anything to know what Shippo walked in on. What position were they in? What did Sesshoumaru look like when he was laying his pipe? What, exactly, did his pipe look like? She had wondered more than once.
"Not with Shippo there," at least she hoped not.
"Shippo's one of the men now! I wonder what Sesshoumaru told him in the clearing." He had a way with words, and it wasn't like him to be crude. But how could he possibly explain away being balls deep inside his makeshift mother? The look on her face must have been priceless. Shippo was lucky. So was Kagome, for that matter.
"So, what's it like to have Sesshoumaru eating out of the palm of your hand?"
"I bet that's not the only place he's 'eating out.'"
"Sango!"
"Tell us, does the Lord of the West ever go 'down south?'"
"Jeez. You've only been married a day, and you're already talking just like your husband."
"With that icy glare you're giving her, I'd say Sesshoumaru is rubbing off on you as well."
"I bet he rubs off on her."
"Speaking of perverts, shouldn't you be on your honeymoon?"
"Just taking a break to wash up, then we're back to it."
"At this rate, it looks like you will be baring his children soon."
"If I'm not already." The odds were increasing by the minute, so she had already decided to give up alcohol just in case. "What about you, Kikyo? Are you guys planning on conceiving?"
"We aren't necessarily trying. But we are doing nothing to prevent it. Miko and demon pairs are unheard of. I'm not even sure we could conceive...Are you worried about that with Sesshoumaru?"
It wasn't clear if she meant 'worried they would' or 'worried they couldn't.' Regardless...
"I get a shot every year in the future. The risk is very small."
"What a shame. You two would have attractive children. That is one fine looking demon. Last time he was here, and he came out in his hakama...Mmmm." Yes, Sango was definitely resembling her husband.
"You missed it this morning, Sango! He came out after Shippo barged in on him, and he was shirtless!" If this was going to happen every time he visited, Kikyo decided she would need to spend more time lingering in the hallway.
"Dang!" she would have liked to see that, and more. "So, how is the rest of him, Kagome?"
She couldn't help the dreamy sigh, "Exceptional. He's got these stripes on his hips leading down to his...Lets just call them his demon happy trail. And he loves it when I lick them." As long as everyone was channeling Miroku today, she might as well do as the Romans...
"Has he let you go down on him yet?" Kikyo remembered how freaked out Inuyasha got the first time she tried. He'd practically thrown her off of him.
"He did," she admitted. "It took some convincing. I've never seen him look uncertain before. I didn't even know he could." She never thought a guy would try to talk her out of giving head.
"What are you guys talking about?" It appeared that Sango was now the only demon virgin.
"Demons don't let their women's mouth on their manhood. I guess there is a high rate of castration, intentional or not. And since demons and humans don't usually mix, very few are privy to the pleasures of the act," Kikyo explained.
"And they are very grateful for the opportunity." Having Sesshoumaru so ingratiated to her was addictive. His control was a thing of legend, and so easy for her to break. Luckily, he didn't seem to mind much.
"Haha, tell me about it! All you have to do is NOT hold their member hostage, and they're ready to worship you as a goddess." It was fun to finally have someone to talk with, who shared in dog demon experience. And their effects on mikos in kind.
"Besides, it's not like I couldn't purify him in a second if I wanted to." Though small displays of her reiki against him were nothing short of glorious.
"I bet he was feeling generous after that." After kicking off her honeymoon Sango had sex on the mind, and talk of the dog demon geared her thoughts so easily to the possibilities. She had to take advantage of the resource she had in the miko, to answer the question she'd thought on more than once,
"So, what's he like in bed?"
"Same as he is at everything. Fucking perfect. Last time was great, but this time...he kinda rocked my world." Last time was more a display of his proficiency and skill. Last night exuded application of passion, and was like nothing she had even thought possible.
"I'm worried he's ruined other men for me."
"Then why see other men?" She didn't want to go there. Not yet. It would be so easy to just lose herself in the fever dream that was Sesshoumaru, but she wanted to enjoy things as they were before she got too caught up in it all. She decided to change the subject.
"So, have you guys decided if you are moving to the Western Lands?"
"We're going to do it. Inuyasha's place is there, and I can tell he is eager to start taking on his responsibilities." The West was his birthright. One he was finally ready to accept.
"I promised Sesshoumaru I would convince Miroku. I know he wants to, but he's worried I might not be safe there. But it will be the best thing for our family. Our children will want for nothing."
"What about you? What are you going to do, Kagome?"
"I'm still thinking it over."
"What's to think over? Don't you want to be with Sesshoumaru?" More than she was comfortable with.
"I do. But we only just started fooling around. Now, he wants me to uproot my whole life and, what? Move in with him? It's just moving really fast." True, he had made the offer before they ever had sex; but now that they had, it added a weight to the proposal that wasn't there previously. She wished he could just find her in the future, maybe take her to the movies. The past made her feel like it had to be all or nothing.
"What about us? We need you, Kagome."
"So does my family! Before I decide, I need to speak with them." She didn't want to leave her friends. They were more like family than her family lately. Her kin was paying a dear price for her time jumping, and she felt like she owed them more of herself. The more she stayed back, the more they were losing her to the past.
"We understand. But I hope you come with us. It just won't be the same without you."
"Plus, just compare Sesshoumaru to the guys you know in the future. If you go, you may never cum again!" She knew she was joking, but the threat felt very real.
The girls where surprised when Inuyasha dropped to one knee and proposed, but nobody was surprised when Kikyo accepted. It was agreed that they would arrive in the west the following day, and have their wedding on the next. Sango was relieved that Miroku wanted to have an experimental stay there as well, in the form of a honeymoon. It saved her the work of having to convince him.
Of course Kagome and Shippo would join them, but it would just be for the wedding. She still had to pay her family a visit in the future, and she didn't have enough time before they would be departing. Kaede and Kohaku would make the trip as well, as the event was not to be missed.
Sesshoumaru would still be heading back that night alone, but informed them that he would send dragons for them to ensure safe and swift passage, and so that Kirara wouldn't have to bear too much load.
The other couples were going back to their privacy to celebrate, but it was a beautiful day out, and Kagome wanted to enjoy the sunshine. She invited Sesshoumaru to walk with her to one of her favorite spots. Their time together had ended so abruptly this morning, and she was hoping to continue talking with him, if nothing else. He had one thing to do before they went off, however.
"Kit, an aside for a moment."
Shippo had been down about the trouble he caused this morning. And with all of the excitement, he was feeling left out. This didn't escape the demon's notice. They didn't have to go far to get out of human earshot, and he made yet another offer. The miko was waiting on him, so he cut to the chase.
"This Sesshoumaru has need of a good demon on the inside. Someone with your propensity for cunning and trickery to gather information on both friends and enemy. Should you accept, you would be trained in combat as a soldier of the western army, but you will focus on specialized training pertaining to your skillset. What say you?"
Shippo had promise, but needed proper guidance and instruction. He was a member of this elite pack who had taken Naraku down, and not to mention basically the son of the woman who shared his bed with progressive regularity. He could invest some time in properly showing the young fox the ways of a true demon, but he had many duties as lord, and couldn't take him on full time.
He would put him in the capable hands of his high-ranking soldiers. With recruit enlistment at a high, there were training options to be made available. He was rather young to be out on the fields yet, but Sesshoumaru saw in him the talents of a valuable spy. If he honed his skills early, the boy could be an asset. Remaining among humans would see him grow soft, so it would be best to intervene as soon as possible. There was a place for him if he wished it.
He knew he was being offered a golden opportunity. This was the chance of a lifetime for one such as he. All of his friends were making the move West. All but one; the most important. "I won't leave Kagome. What about her?"
The demon lord took a knee then, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder to relay the importance. He was almost conspiratorial.
"It is my hope that she will stay as well. I am doing all I can to persuade her to join your friends, and any help you could give This One in my efforts would be beneficial. Understood?"
Shippo nodded with determination. He already had his first mission.
"Tomorrow, I shall send Ah-Un to take your pack west. See that the miko gets on the dragon."
A/N: So, out of the whole story so far; what is your favorite part? Does anything in particular stand out? Let me know!