DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi / the television series are produced by Sunrise.

WARNING: This chapter is LEMON. That means if you are underage then you should NOT be reading this. This is for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

This chapter is going to be heated coitus, juicy (no pun intended) details and all. You know what I mean. -smug look- Doing the deed, doing the nasty, the birds and the bees. So please, spare your virgin eyes and mind, and wait for the next chapter to be released.

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It seemed like the trio had been there for hours catching up as if they last saw each other over the summer, and before long the miko began to yawn tiredly. She attempted to cover her mouth and hide the yawn, but both yōkai had heard it with their sensitive ears. Sheepishly, she looked at both of them apologetically.

"I didn't get much sleep last night, Sesshōmaru was knocking at my window a bit after I went to sleep. I'm sorry." her cheeks flushed a light red.

Standing up, the daiyōkai held out a hand to her, "My apologies miko, let's get you some rest. You can continue to catch up with the kitsune later."

The miko nodded, taking his offered hand to help her up to her feet. She gave the kitsune a quick hug, smiling brilliantly to have him standing in front of her all grown up. After saying their good nights, the daiyōkai ushered the miko back into the hallway. Oddly enough, he wasn't leading her back towards the parking garage, he was walking the opposite way and stopped in front of a charcoal grey door. Pulling a key out of his pocket, he unlocked the door and held it open for her, gesturing for her to walk in.

Although she had a questioning look on her face, she obliged and walked inside the room. Looking around, she realized it was probably the daiyōkai's room, it was too clean and organized to be anyone else's. There wasn't much on the walls, or in the room itself to be honest. There was a midnight black desk sitting near the door with a white desk lamp on top, a huge bed, and a small shelf for shoes. She assumed that the single door was to the bathroom, and the sliding doors were the closet. Her chocolate brown eyes came to a stop at the bed, it looked very much like the one she had in the room she had stayed in at his estate in the feudal era.

The daiyōkai closed and locked the door behind him, walking over to the sliding doors as he slipped off his tie. He placed it on a hanger that held other ties, before sliding the door closed again and looking over at the miko. She had moved to sit on the bed after taking her shoes off and placing them on the shelf he had beside the desk. His golden eyes darted to her lips for a moment, before gazing into her eyes.

"Humor me, miko. Are you being courted by anyone?" he inquired.

Her brows knit in confusion, but she shook her head, "If you mean am I in a romantic relationship with someone, then no I'm not. I've been more focused on school than relationships, as it stands I barely have time to spend with my friends."

"Hnn. Does anyone catch your eye?"

She looked at her hands folded in her lap, "I haven't really let myself have any interests after I came back, it was too much for me."

He disappeared into what she assumed to be the bathroom, and when he came back out he was shirtless. She could see the magenta stripes that peeked out from his lower back onto his sides, as well as the ones that decorated his wrists and cheeks. The familiar crescent moon on his forehead was uncovered as well, and she had to fight to not bite her bottom lip. Seeing him shirtless like this reminded her of the night at the river when she had unknowingly stumbled upon him bathing when she ran from the thought of the dead priestess and the hanyō.

Perhaps he noticed that she was staring too much, because she soon found that he was standing in front of her. His silvery tresses cascaded in a cloak over one alabaster shoulder, his golden eyes gazing into her chocolate ones. He could smell the a hint of her arousal, and that was enough invitation to lean forward and capture her lips with his. Gently, he pushed her to lay on her back and pressed his body against hers. Something between a gasp and a moan sounded from her throat as his left hand tangled in her raven locks, his other hand slipping under her shirt and cupping one of her breasts, massaging it.

His lips parted, tongue dancing across her lips for an invitation, and she almost instantly obliged. Her nerves were all on fire again, electricity running along every inch of skin at his nearness. She couldn't begin to understand what this feeling was, all she knew was that she wanted more of him. It was such an intoxicating feeling, she needed more. His fingers teased the peak on her breast that began to harden, and she moaned into his mouth as her back arched slightly off the bed. A low growl came from his throat in response, and he let his hand trail from her breast down to the front of her jeans.

He pulled his lips away from hers, hungrily laying kisses along her jaw, down her neck and across her collar bone. He unbuttoned her jeans, his hand sliding underneath her laced panties and slipping between her thighs. His thumb rubbed gently over her clit, and she gasped out in pleasure. The heightened scent of her arousal hit him, and as his thumb rubbed he slid a slender finger inside her already wet folds. The combined feelings sent a wave of pleasure through her body, and her hands desperately clutched at the sheets beneath her.

"Before this Sesshōmaru can no longer control himself, do you want this?" he inquired, voice deeper than usual.

She realized that he had stopped his ministrations, and gazed at him through half lidded eyes as she whispered, "I want to know what it's like to be with someone so intimately, I want to feel you inside of me."

A deep rumble came from his chest as he slid a second finger inside of her wet folds, slowly pumping them in and out as his thumb continued to rub her sensitive nub. It left her breathless, and she cried out his name in pleasure as she writhed beneath him. Soon, he found he could not hold back any longer, his hardened flesh pulsing with the need to be inside of her. It only took seconds to remove the rest of his clothing and hers, and he spread her legs to position himself between them. He leaned over her, his long silvery tresses cascaded like curtains on either side of his shoulders as if to hide this moment from the world.

He slowly sheathed himself inside of her dripping wet folds, relishing in the feeling of her walls tight around him. He pulled back out, slowly thrusting himself back in and pushing past her virgin barrier and stopping to look into her chocolate eyes. He could see the slight pain in them, but she raised her hips to meet his and they both moaned. That was all he needed, his eyes slowly bled red as he thrust harder into her, another growl of pleasure coming from his throat.

His arms rested on either side of his head as he pressed his lips against her fiercely, hers hands finding their way to his back as her nails dug into his skin. She opened up her mouth to him, allowing their tongues to dance in a battle for dominance. He could smell that she was getting close to going over the edge, and he took the chance to slow down as they both gasped for air.

"Will you..will you do this Sesshōmaru the honor of being his mate?" his voice came out hoarse as he gazed into her chocolate eyes with a heated look in his own crimson red, barely any hint of the gold that's usually there.

Her jaw hung open, unable to believe that such a question would be aimed at her coming from his lips, "Sesshō..."

"This Sesshōmaru is quite serious, if that is what you are wondering miko. This Sesshōmaru has had these feelings for almost 500 years, and has not mated with anyone else."

She searched his crimson eyes wanting to believe his words, unable to hide the disbelief from her face, "You could have had anyone in the world Sesshōmaru, why wait for me without knowing you would ever see me again?"

"That is true, this Sesshōmaru could have had anyone, and many would throw themselves at the first chance, and many tried. They all pale in comparison to you, miko. Nobody has the fiery spirit that rests inside of you, the determination that you have, nor the big, strong heart you have. You rose to the occasion multiple times instead of shrinking away in fear or doubt, you put others before yourself not caring the consequences as long as you can protect them. There is no creature on this earth worthy of you or your love." he replied quietly, his stoic face was now soft, his eyes were warm and inviting instead of cold as ice.

Tears threatened to blur her vision, all she had ever wanted was someone to love her and she had thought she had that with the hanyō until the dead priestess came back. She thought if she had waited long enough he would choose her instead of the pile of clay, because she was always by his side when he needed her. That obviously came back to bite her in the ass because he never did choose her, he always chose the dead priestess and she resigned to her fate of being a rebound thinking she could be happy as long as he was.

Yet, 500 years in the future, here she was looking into the eyes of a demon who had tried to kill her on multiple occasions. A demon who had sworn all ningens were pathetic and didn't deserve to breathe the same air as the Lord of the West, aside from the young girl Rin. A demon who she thought despised her for being in the company of his half-breed brother, was showing her a side of himself that he had never shown anyone and asking her to stay by his side.

Taking a deep breath, it was several moments before she found her voice again, "It would be a pleasure to be your mate Sesshō-"

Before she could even finish his name, his lips came crashing against hers in a searing hot kiss. There was so much passion, so much hunger in that one kiss and it was breathtakingly overwhelming. He began thrusting his hips into hers with newfound energy, as if his life depended on their intimacy, going harder each time he thrust his hardened flesh inside her tight, wet walls. Her back arched off the bed as she cried out his name in pleasure, her nails digging small, blood filled crescents into the alabaster skin on his back.

As she came close to climaxing and her walls began to tighten almost painfully around his hardened flesh, he leaned down and sank his fangs into her exposed neck to mark her as his own. That sent her flying over the edge as waves of pleasure rolled through her mind and body and it was as though nothing else in the world mattered in that moment. After a few more hard thrusts he joined her in ecstasy, his hot seed filling her already wet walls that still convulsed around him.

Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled them over so that she was laying on his chest. She nuzzled his neck gently, earning of a soft rumble from his throat. Even though her heart was still pounding rapidly, her eyes were so heavy she couldn't keep them open any longer. He ran his fingers through her raven tresses with one hand while the other trailed along her bare back, sending shivers down her spine as she began to succumb to the call of slumber. A soft smile danced on his lips as he looked down at the miko, content that his waiting hadn't been in vain.

A/N: :o first lemon chapter everrrr! I hope you guys enjoy it(: today will be another double chapter day since technically this was supposed to be part of last week's surprise. See you in the next chapter :D don't be silent readers! I absolutely love to hear from you guys! Have a good one(: