Fur Play

Of course Kagome planned on a small reception dinner in honor of her marriage, but those proceedings would have to wait for a moment. It was clear she was in no mood to socialize or receive congratulations from anyone for something had upset her. Her being upset was to be expected as her father had gone out of his way to press her buttons, but towards the end Sesshoumaru could feel an animosity growing towards him. He didn't know what he had done wrong or why she would attempt to throw away the good will they'd built after the last couple of days, but he wasn't going to allow it to continue. Kagome was his now and she'd learn that he only had so much tolerance for that kind of attitude.

Since it was a done deal and she was now his wife no one could stop him from taking her by the arm quickly after the ceremony and bringing her into the nearest private room. He could feel her resisting against him but his demonic strength made her seem so fragile.

"You can't just drag me out!" she tried to protest as though her orders and wishes mattered to him.

"Stop," Sesshoumaru kept his voice calm before shutting a door behind them and keeping her cornered against a wall, "I admired the way you handled yourself against your father and my brother's attack on you and this marriage but you faltered towards the end. Why? Why regress when we could go so far?"

Why? Did he really not know why she was upset? She believed she was completely in the right and nothing anyone said could change her mind.

"InuYasha," she almost hissed that man's name, "why was he even here? I didn't invite him and I don't ever want to see him again."

"You won't," Sesshoumaru was at least pleased that he no longer had to worry about the two of them having any sort of relationship, "I simply needed someone from my own pack to witness the marriage and confirm it to my kingdom. InuYasha will not be intending your little party."

"Good," she huffed, "wish I could ban my father to but it's his castle I guess. If he really wanted me to be your picture perfect bride so I can kill you why did he have to ruin everything?"

"The spider had no right to ruin what you built but you yourself are responsible for this unseemly attitude. Why do you turn those eyes of fire on to me Kagome? You do not make a fool of this Sesshoumaru by forcing me to repeat the same promises over and over to you again in public. This will not be acceptable in your new home. Say your peace now or hold your tongue."

"Mates!?" Kagome lashed out at him with what really had her irritated, "you never said anything about becoming your mate Sesshoumaru. This is just a marriage that's it, but-

"Just a marriage?" he rose an eyebrow, "just a legal way for me to gain control of you before forcing you to truly be mine. Is that what you thought this was? So you do still come to me as a scared little girl who has forced herself to think irrationally because of these petty emotions. Have I not made it clear that you will my be wife who will have my children. That is your future and I don't see what difference it makes if you do it as my mate or not. Unless of course the reason that notion scares you is because you know that if you become my mate you will never be free of me. You will not escape. If you still believe you can run away after proclaiming you'd be loyal and not abandon me then you're the one who was dishonest not me. My honor remains in tact."

Was she the dishonest one? Was she the one in the wrong? Maybe it was good that Sesshoumaru got her away from everybody giving her time to calm down. Now that she had escaped all those leering eyes she could think on things more clearly. What difference did it make if she became his mate or not? It wasn't like she could leave him after all she had made her promises.

"You're right," Kagome had a hard time swallowing her pride as she shut her eyes, "I don't intend to run or hide from you Sesshoumaru, but I didn't like the option being taken away from me either. Maybe whatever it is that is broken inside me can just never be fixed."

She didn't like being forced to do things she wasn't sure about. Was that really something that needed to be fixed? He couldn't blame her, but he wouldn't let her know that he felt a shred of empathy either.

"You will be fixed Kagome. The first order of business is getting you away from that insect king. He is the one forcing you to doubt yourself and putting you in a state of confusion. You're no longer his toy."

No longer Naraku's toy, but not free by any means. Sesshoumaru himself was having some difficulties in all of this. He knew he could only be soft on Kagome for so long if he was truly going to strengthen her, but at the same time they had only been husband and wife for mere minutes and she would be left with a lot to process. The wedding going exactly the way she wanted would have helped with those issues, but others just had to interfere. Now he was once again stuck in the role of teacher so he didn't have to share a bed with someone volatile that evening.

That was right. She was his now and needed to shed all her fear and anguish. He knew what he felt during the ceremony, but he also knew how she felt during the kiss. He knew how to prey upon her.

"Kagome," his voice was smooth as was his hair he brushed his claws through to keep any loose strands away from his eyes as he seemingly stared into her soul, "these matters you are worried about are for nothing. You are ruining your own evening for nothing, because I have no intention of making you my mate this night or the next, or perhaps even this year. The marriage wasn't a mere gesture for now you are my wife and I am your husband. You need to trust your husband and know that I will not make you my mate until you are ready."

Another promise from him that seemed to be everything she wanted to hear? Would becoming his mate actually be her choice and not something forced on her? It was something that was too good to be true.

"No one will arrange that event when it happens," he continued to please her with his silky voice as his claws grazed her shoulder traveling to her collar bone, "nor will you be dragged into my bed by someone with power over your life. When you become my mate Kagome you're going to want it."

He wasn't aware if she could see how arrogant he was being. He wasn't saying she was going to have a choice in whether or not he'd take her for a mate he was promising her that she'd be so pleased with him as her husband there was no way she would reject him.

Before she could take the time to think too much on his words he decided a demonstration would be a much better approach. The moment she looked up at him with those innocent brown eyes he pressed his lips to hers once more. This time there was no warning or prompting. He was giving her everything she wanted that taste of the real relationship they could have.

Kagome's eyes widened, she was captured between Sesshoumaru and the wall with no escape as he went for the aggressive kiss. He did know how to play her, because the moment their lips touched giving her the taste she sought out she had gone from fearing his intentions to believing the only one getting in the way of her finding something real in their relationship was herself. Always wanting to runaway and sabotaging her own thoughts and feelings with fear and resentment was what a coward would do, and she didn't want to be a coward. She was not her father. She intended on seeing Goshinki that day, but she wouldn't be relying on him to read her mind and telling her the truth. She could be comfortable with herself again, and with his body leaning against her. She had to be after all. She was his wife now.

However, she didn't sound too confident as her reply to him came out almost as a quiet nervous squeak.

"Sorry," she apologized with a blush on her face once he pulled his lips away, "I- it wasn't easy. I thought it'd be perfect but it just wasn't and I clung on to everything negative I guess. The reception will be better. No one gets to speak or push me around when I can't do anything to defend myself. Let's just forget the whole thing alright? I'm sure you hated the ceremony anyway."

Sesshoumaru believed his job was done now that Kagome was done acting like a child, but now she seemed hellbent on taking away any credit she deserved for their wedding ceremony. He shouldn't have cared what she felt about it now that it was done and over, but he couldn't let his wife feel like a failure. He'd promised her she'd never fail while by his side.

"Some words had no impression on me but some did," Sesshoumaru turned around and opened the door letting her know she could be free, "but it won't be something I can just not forget. You becoming part of my pack and that dress was all I needed Kagome."

Kagome had been planning to run out that door the moment it was opened and he was no longer in her way, but now she stood there dumbstruck. So he didn't hate it then? She'd done something right? Why was she letting his flattery get to her head so much? She could see the human man she met in that tavern being able to soothe her like he was, but not the real Sesshoumaru she met aftwards. Exactly who was the real Sesshoumaru? Which aspects of him were true and which ones were false? Was he a controlling possessive daiyoukai that wanted her to behave in a certain way to please him, the rumored monster, or the warm creature before her more than an illusion?

It didn't matter. She had her whole lifetime to find out the answer, and at least she could make those discoveries away from her father now. Out of everything Sesshoumaru ever said the only thing she could never have conflicting feelings about was that she needed to be taken elsewhere. Sesshoumaru was going to do that for her and for that she needed to be grateful.

"Whoever or whatever he is," Kagome began to think to herself as she looked down at the snowflake necklace around her neck, "he isn't just the vampire I thought of him as. That was wrong of me. Why did I just let my mind shut down like that? Goshinki I hope you're right and there is no darkness in me. I don't like being the bad person in this."

"The dress," was all Kagome could say as the light from a window made it seemingly glow, "Ayame did a good job didn't she? It's beautiful, but don't get use to it. No one ever wears a wedding dress more than once. It's kind of weird. Since you made it clear I'm only allowed to take things I find important with me and that you approve of I doubt I should waste time packing it."

Sesshoumaru was confused as to why she couldn't wear the dress again. She had requested he wear his royal kimono to the wedding and he planned on wearing it again, so what was with the double standard? Reasons such as this was why Sesshoumaru tried to remain only an observer in the wedding plans. He just didn't understand the customs of them.

"If you want to wear it again than wear it again," Sesshoumaru shook his head, "you will never hear an objection from me on the subject. That silk cost you twenty gold coins after all, so it'd be a waste to leave it in a place like this."

"You can't wear a wedding dress again Sesshoumaru," Kagome was acting as if he said something foolish, "if you got use to seeing it on me it'd ruin the memory of the wedding. I'll keep it though. I'll think of something."

"A cloak?" Sesshoumaru suggested thinking he'd come up with a compromise, "you can make them can't you? You'll need one in Winter Spiral to keep warm."

Sesshoumaru had heard she use to make cloaks back when she had an interest in sewing? The moment the suggestion was thrown out there Kagome immediately thought of a brilliant blue and shiny cloak with a white fur trim at the top. There was a bit of hesitation as she really didn't have any good memories associated with her former hobby, but it'd be a good way to start her new life fresh without the past holding her back.

"I need white fur," Kagome noted before putting her hand on the huge boa of white fur that clung to his shoulders, "something fluffy and warm like this. You could part with some couldn't you?"

The look Sesshoumaru cast her was that one she was getting familiar with. The one caught somewhere between a scowl and absolute disgust.

"You think this is a woman's accessory?" it was obvious Sesshoumaru had been offended, "this is part of me Kagome."

Before Kagome could ask what he meant the fur reacted to her touch and lightly shook underneath her hands. It was an odd feeling it was almost though the fur was alive and was rumbling, well not really a rumble, kind of like the vibrations a cat would give off from a pur.

"I-" her face had turned really red now as she was caught in embarrassed, "didn't-

"Didn't know?" Sesshoumaru softened his reaction as his fur was pleased with her touch and began wrap around her wrists, "perhaps it is a bit confusing to one such as yourself. It is part of me, but at times it has a mind of its own."

Kagome was still shocked as she'd never even seen that fur do anything but drag behind Sesshoumaru, but now it was lifting off the ground and traveling up her arm. The fur lightly grazing her wrist tickled, but she was doing her best to stifle a reaction incase it would offend him further.

Sesshoumaru did want to act offended and give her another lecture on how he was a real daiyoukai and his fur and markings were more than just status symbols, but now he found himself in a moment of enjoyment. He liked seeing the surprise on her face as she roused what he called his mokomoko to life.

When he knew he needed to explain himself in regards to them becoming mates in the future he had full intentions of leaving her with the feeling of want to expel any dread she had, and now he found a better way to keep his bride calm and happy. A better way that would amuse him.

"It's-" Kagome was still at a loss for words not knowing if she should find the lively fur scary or calming.

"Magnificent?" Sesshoumaru cut her off again as his mokomoko began to wrap itself around her arm, "I am not using that term to make you feel low for insulting it. That is what it wants you to think of it."

Kagome could not tell if Sesshoumaru was joking or not. Was he just messing with her or did his fur really have a mind of its own and he wasn't in control? She recalled their conversation where he told her about dragons and how they liked to kidnap princesses and how he ended the story with saying that he didn't joke. Why would he start humoring her now? So the fur was its own lifeform?

Finally Kagome had revealed her smile as the fur that wrapped around her wrist kept tickling her with its rumbles and the small strands of hair that brushed against her sensitive skin.

"Do you like playing with it?" Sesshoumaru continued to narrate her adventure with his mokomoko, "because it seems to like it when you play with it. What you haven't accounted for, however, is that it wants to play with you to."

The mokomoko grasp on her wrist ended as it floated in the air coiling up almost like a snake ready to strike. Kagome watched it in awe for only a moment before it moved swiftly down upon her and wrapped itself tightly around her waist.

"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome yelled at her new husband obviously not wanting to be restrained by him on her wedding day of all days.

Sesshoumaru kept his composure as he closed his eyes and shook his head, "I am not doing anything Kagome. As I told you it has a mind of its own."

What little distance there was between Kagome and Sesshoumaru had disappeared as the mokomoko slowly reeled her to his side with its grasp on her waist not loosening. Once she was next to him it pulled her in much closer forcing her face into Sesshoumaru's shoulders, the very base of the mokomoko. She could now notice that there was an opened seam in the shoulder of his kimono where the fur spilled out from confirming to her that it really was part of him, but she couldn't ask if Sesshoumaru was lying to her or not as her voice was muffled from the now damp fur pressed up against her mouth.

Sesshoumaru didn't turn his head or move at all staring straight forward where she had been before it all started, "I cannot hear what you are saying Kagome. All I can hear is the voice in my head saying what it wants. It wants you to know that it is called Lord Sesshoumaru's mokomoko and it wants you to kiss it. Just a kiss, not the slobber you're covering it in with your futile attempts to escape it."

Kagome continued to try and yell at him with a muffled voice. Just in case she wasn't believing him Sesshoumaru opted for a further demonstration. He choked the base of his mokomoko with his own claws before ripping the fur out of his flesh as though it was nothing. Now it was free from Sesshoumaru Kagome was brought down to the floor since it couldn't lean against its master anymore. Before either tips of the fur could attach themselves to Kagome's mouth he knelt down and grabbed both ends seemingly protecting her.

"I don't believe I deceived you when it came to taking you as my mate," Sesshoumaru spoke coldly with all seriousness, "but I did keep something from you for I did not know how a foreigner like you not use to a real daiyoukai could process the information. How you see me now is not my true form, the real me, a large beast that couldn't communicate with or show affection to a wife like you needs to be kept locked away at times like this. That is the momoko's purpose. It stores the demonic energy I'm currently not using. I'm weaker in this form, but as long as I let the mokomoko cling to my body I can access that energy and use it in different ways. However, there is a price to pay for such a gift. That demonic energy has become a demon of its own, a demon with its own wants and desires."

Sesshoumaru stood up for a moment and shut the door he'd previously opened before watching as the two ends of the mokomoko acted like snakes again. It was already coiled around her body, but the two tips were like heads plotting what their next attack on the young female would be.

"Sesshoumaru get this thing off of me!" Kagome yelled for help not knowing how to feel about the vibrations against her skin as the grip tightened.

"It will not hurt you," Sesshoumaru shook his head before sitting on the ground across from her, "it knows what vows I gave my wife and won't do anything to make me dishonorable. Therefore, I have no right to interfere. I did deceive you Kagome, because I led you to believe this would be a union that began with true honesty when I told you I desired your blood, but there is a lot more to this relationship. You didn't just marry me, you also married the demon that holds my power. Just so you know I am not staining your honor with this deception. Polygamy in my kingdom, of which you are now a citizen of, isn't outlawed by any gods or youkai. So you can have two husbands. It wants you to know that you are to call it the Magnificent Mokomoko and it will also be your new husband."

Sesshoumaru reached forward to seemingly touch Kagome to comfort her but one of the tips of his fur flung at his wrist pushing it away. It should have just been fur slapping Sesshoumaru, but the way he was reacting it was almost like something heavy smacked his wrist.

"It's more powerful than me since it holds all my energy," Sesshoumaru shook his head disapprovingly, "there is nothing I can do for you. We'll just have to appease it until it's had its fun and then it will calm down and let you free."

"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome's sounded completely confused and scared, "please stop. I- I-

The fur wasn't some woman's accessory. Kagome had learned her lesson. It was a lot more than that and it didn't need to be attached to Sesshoumaru to move on its own. It was giving off its very own warmth as though there was something alive inside of it. It was very hot against her and the purring continued. This time it really was rumbling. She was shaking, not out of fear, but because it was vibrating and her body taking in those actions and the warmth was reacting in a way she wasn't use to. It wasn't just something real, it was something raw and pleasing.

"I can't stop it," Sesshoumaru replied quietly, "only let it have its way. It's not as though it can breed you and put children in you. At least not yet let's hope I don't get that powerful and it grows to that point. I wanted you for your blood Kagome, but the mokomoko, your soon to be other husband, just desires you. It wants to feel your flesh against its fur often. It's urging me to discard the collar and chain and instead have you wrapped up in it constantly. It's been telling me that since I first laid eyes on you in that tavern, and now it seems to be jealous. You and I had a wedding ceremony, and you and I shared a kiss, but what has the mokomoko done for you to show its affection? It's demanding its own ceremony and a kiss."

The only thing that was stopping Kagome from completely losing it was the protection of her dress. The fur seemingly wanted more, but all that material was in the way. One of the tips finally made a decision as it snaked its way from the bottom of the dress up her bare leg. Once there the vibrations continued and Kagome's eyes widened.

"Sesshou-maruu," her voice went from high pitched fear to something different.

Something new and different he wanted to hear often. That much was certain as he could feel his own arousal stirring within him. He tried to contain it and felt fortunate that his kimono was quite loose in his lower region so she wouldn't be able to see her new husband so lewd right away. She was his wife now, he was free to be as improper with her as he wanted to now, but it wasn't time for that yet. No instead she would be at the mokomoko's mercy.

"As I said all we can do is appease him," Sesshoumaru shut his eyes taking in the scent of her arousal, "and there is only one part it wants me to play. If I do not do what it asks it'll never give me my bride back, so I apologize for this. Do you Magnificent Mokomoko take Kagome, Princess of Havenbrooke to be your bride?"

Kagome's eyes stayed locked on the other tip that floated in the air and seemingly nodded to Sesshoumaru. Her eyes were on it, but her thoughts weren't. They were on the tip that found a new home between her thigh and right over her special area that she was expected to treasure while neglecting all for the sake of being proper. When the one side of the mokomoko agreed to the marriage the other side shared its hot warmth with Kagome while purring against her seemingly becoming damp despite being dry before it went on its journey.

"It does," Sesshoumaru informed her absolutely loving the sight of his new bride trapped in his fur losing the battle to not fall to temptation and simply enjoy herself, "it also promises to protect you and take care of you Kagome much like it is taking care of you now. Now do you Princess Kagome take the Magnificent Mokomoko to be your secondary husband? Will you do your best to please it as much as you can for both of our sakes?"

Just the way Sesshoumaru said Magnificent Mokomoko had Kagome wondering if he was telling the truth. That just sounded a bit too playful and wasn't at all like him. Did the fur really have a life of its own? Did it desire her just because she was beautiful not because she was special?

"Sesshoumaru is marrying you to a piece of fur!" Kagome then realized in her own faults as the one tip continued to vibrate against her, "what is wrong with you Kagome? Why are you even entertaining this? How has your mind gone this far in the gutter?"

She was going to yell at Sesshoumaru and beg him to stop whatever was happening to her, but she was indeed losing the war. Whatever was happening her felt good. At war was the only way to describe her body. She was feeling something really good, but at the same time her thighs cramped as though she was trying to resist something. That something that was so raw and real and sending flames through her.

"Oh," she panted her mouth wide open as sweated started to form around her brow, "it- it-

"Absolutely beautiful," Sesshoumaru said for the second time that day.

He was now beginning to find beauty in things outside of bloodshed and seemingly really enjoyed the sight of his new bride in pleasure after a bit of a fight. He needed to find a way to end all of this soon, or else they wouldn't be leaving that room and the reception would totally be forgotten about.

"Kagome answer the question," Sesshoumaru warned her, "do you take the mokomoko to be your husband? Your current sole husband does not like repeating himself. I thought I've made that clear already."

"I-" she took a deep breath, "do?"

"Kiss it," Sesshoumaru's tone was a dangerous one as the remaining tip floated above her lips planting its own light peck against her with a simple graze.

The fire was in Kagome's eyes as she flashed them at Sesshoumaru. She was conveying to him that she would play his game for now because it was doing something for her, but it wouldn't be something she'd be forgetting about. If it was actually a game. The fur wasn't attached to him and Magnificent Mokomoko did sound rather cheesy and horrible.

Sesshoumaru smirked as Kagome pressed her lips against the tip of the mokomoko displaying her surrender. She said she could never wear the wedding dress again because it would ruin the memory of their wedding ceremony, but Sesshoumaru now had a better memory to keep with him. One that was free from Naraku or his brother's interference.

The urge and the flames within Kagome's body still radiated through her, but in the end she was left wanting as the mokomoko's heat and purrs all of a sudden disappeared. The life that had been in it seemingly died out as nothing was constraining her anymore. The fur boa had returned to just being a lump of fluff she could easily push off of her. She was about to fling it in anger that her body felt unsatisfied after going through all of that, but Sesshoumaru stopped her with a glare of warning.

"It has been appeased and went back to dormancy," Sesshoumaru explained, "but you can either rouse it back to life with pleasure or with anger. You might not like the result if you hurt it in anger. As I said I cannot protect you from it."

"Sesshoumaru?" Kagome looked up at him so confused as he removed the mokomoko from her body and reattached it to himself.

The girl looked like she was going to lift herself off the floor, but Sesshoumaru stopped her by leaning down and almost straddling her.

"You are wondering if that was real or if I lied?" the daiyoukai mused, "do I really have no control over my own mokomoko or did I find amusement at your expense? Either answer could be scare you, especially if the first possibility is true and you really just gave yourself to another foreign entity. So to preserve your innocence for a little while longer I'll keep the truth to myself. I'll give you the truth the day you become my mate. Just to sweeten the pot, not that it needs much more sweetening. As I said when that day comes you'll be the one begging for it."

Kagome was at a loss for words, but Sesshoumaru found a way to save her as pressed his lips to hers again. Much like the kiss at the wedding ceremony she could feel his want and growing desire for her.

"Now let us go," he disappointed her by breaking the kiss early and standing up, "we have to endure your reception and your family one last time before the real entertainment can begin."

(End Chapter)

AN: Hoping the first part might have addressed some of the complaints I got about the last chapter. Kagome and her fears are repetitive, but what is the definition of insanity? Sesshoumaru just straight up saying she was going to be his mate was what scared her because she honestly didn't believe he'd take her as one and she doesn't know what all comes with being someone's mate, so it spooked her and made her go to a negative place in her mind. There was also a comment about how Kag is being criticized in this story for everything always needing to be put in her place? Please don't think this Sesshoumaru is a good person and Kagome is someone who needs to just be obedient to him. She just needs to learn to play the game better.