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Sleepiness was being pushed from his mind with the feel of something snug and warm around his manhood stroking it sensually, instinctively his hand moved to the area of pleasure only to feel a head with silky smooth luxuriant hair moving up and down along his shaft. His tired eyes opened groggily and the bobbing head looked almost as white as his, but not quite.
Stroking the silky hair and scalp tenderly, the female's tempo increased as she suckled and pulled more harshly, he squirmed and groaned in delight. She was unbelievably skilled with her mouth as she continued to suck and twirl her flexible tongue around the blunt head of his organ, and occasionally burying the tip of her moist and pink appendage into the sizable opening at his tip.
His mind and body swamped with lust made him move in time with the bobbing head, and further pleasuring himself by rotating his hips while he thrust his entire length down her throat. It didn't faze or choke her as she continued to suck him off faster, stronger and more eagerly. His climax was fast approaching and he grunted deep and long. His complete body shuddered, his phallus pulsed and spurted his semen in globs and she took all that his body released, leaving his pole shiny and clean like a polished piece of wood.
She smiled up at him from her position between his thighs satisfied with her skills in providing him with immense pleasure, he gazed at her not really sure how and what he should be feeling for her and the situation that they were in. Something was off, something he couldn't name, it was just a feeling and it was bothersome.
"How are you feeling mate?" She asked him politely and smiled at him while she waits on him to answer.
Mate? he pondered on the word and its meaning, but his thoughts were fuzzy and disorganized, bits and pieces of images and events swum around in his head that were not very clear and he couldn't make sense of it either.
None of it really needed saying, least of all to her. He knew her very well and had promised to make her his mate for quite some time now, and by the new markings on the right side of her face just below her eye and on her cheek bone. The symbol of the house of the crescent moon, they had done the deed.
then why couldn't he remember clearly such an important and central part of his existence? He sighed and gestured to her to lie beside him with a flick of his wrist, and she moved beside him happily. She snuggled closer to his side and smiled contented. He held her close, and after a few more moments had elapsed, he replied.
"I am well…mate."
She hadn't seen him for seven days, a whole week and yet it seemed like a lifetime, she was packed and raring to go. How she missed him? She couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with him. They had made love a couple of times before going all the way only once, and she couldn't wait to be with him like that again.
Her body craved his, she yearned for his touch, just one memory of his lips on hers, the hard and satiny feel of his flesh gave her goose pimples and she giggled.
Oh well he will be here shortly and soon she would not have to wonder or try to remember his touch. She smiled to herself and drew closer to the bathroom. She needed a bath before his arrival.
Bodies in motion, limbs tangled, sweating, harsh breaths as they made love over and over aggressively in the morning. Their meals were served in bed as they enjoyed their new shared status of lord and lady.
After they'd eaten and had made love for the fourth time that afternoon, Seira gave the demon lord her most gracious and beauteous fake smile.
"Sesshomaru sa…?" She dropped the honorifics as she remembered her new position.
"When will you announce to the court and the citizens of the west of our mating?" She asked him coyly, wanting to get the last part of the ceremony, the public orientation out of the way so that she could flaunt her power and authority.
"Will tomorrow be soon enough mate?" He asked her softly and she responded immediately.
"Yes tomorrow will be fine."
Sesshomaru got up out of bed and scooped her up and into his arms and proceeded to the bathhouse. They washed each other's bodies gently and carefully, and then they both sat down and enjoyed the temperate waters and the silence, with her in his lap resting her head on his chest.
He breathed in the scent of her hair, and wondered about the scent of wild flowers and fruit. She felt the tension in his body as it stiffened minutely. She eased away from him and looked into his eyes and for a moment he thought he saw blue, the color of the ocean as she continued to gaze at him, his eyes widened a fraction, and then the image disappeared.
"My love are you well?" He heard her ask him with concern in her tone.
He nodded. "I am well."
She knew instantly that he lied when he'd answered. He was too proud to ask for help or to tell her that he wasn't feeling much like himself, because she knew very well what he felt. Lady Harumi had explained the symptoms of the concoction that they used to spike his wine with, and that he would be feeling listless for a day or two, slightly disoriented, headaches, distant and incomplete memory surges of the priestess until the bracelet sucked away every last drop of his memories of her from his mind.
Momentarily she merely smiled and said, "I am glad that all is well," and turned away from him and continued to rest her head on his shoulder in thought.
Kagome felt completely emotionally drained after waiting on Sesshomaru to come for her, from mid morning until night time. The stars twinkled peacefully in the sky although the moon was absent. Could that be a bad omen? She asked herself. She shrugged aside the negative though with a shake of the head. Maybe he will still come for he, all she needed to do was to wait on him some moe she thought hopefully.
It was very late into the night and she'd falled asleep by her place at the window, she hadn't even realized how tired she was and when her eyes started to blink sleepily, she fought it; she wanted to be alert when he came. Her heart and mind were willing but her body needed rest, and after awhile the drowsiness of sleep caused her mind and body to surrender.
A new day came and she was slightly disappointed, he had never stood her up before, he had always kept his promises, nonetheless, she took her place by the window and waited. Perhaps he was delayed and will come today, she reasoned trying to keep her hopes alive though it had started to wane a bit.
The day came and went followed by many more and each day she would bathe and sit by her window waiting on his arrival, but he never appeared. Soon two weeks came and went and with it her heart finally gave up. Her heart honestly felt like it had stopped beating in her chest; it had given up all hope and was of no more use to her.
She cried not knowing when the tears began to flow until she felt wetness on her cheeks. Her heart slowly degenerated as the beating slowed, she felt like dying, yet she wanted to live. She gasped for air and the beat sped up, she grasped her chest as her heartt raced and she became breathless. She cried out with distress. "Sesshomaru where are you?" Great was the turmoil in her being that she dropped to the floor in a broken heap and sobbed.
"Why? Why! Did you abandon me.?" She cried over and over and her body shook with the pain of sorrow. She was alone and scared, abandoned by the one that she loved, and to make matters worse, her dog Captain had disappeared again, leaving her completely alone.
Her life was in shambles because she had given up her school and classes, re-arranged her life to include Sesshomaru because she thought that he had loved her, and that he wanted them both to have a future together. She felt foolish now at the notion. "No one will ever love or want me," she cried in despair.
Two days had passed since she had given up on Sesshomaru, yet she would still sit by the window and wait for him from sun up to sun down. Three more weeks and she had not pulled herself out of the slump. Hopelessness had slowly whittled her strength away.
The unhappy and desolate woman got up off the floor and slumped onto her futon, sleep would not come to her now no matter how much she wanted it. She wasn't eating or getting enough rest either, even though it was almost a month since she had last seen him and her life had been in upheaval. Her hygiene was lacking, she wasn't taking regular baths and her odour offensive because of it, but she just couldn't find the energy to care. Who would know?
She was all alone and drowning in a sea of disappointment and misery. What was she going to do now? She had no one to turn to, and nobody cared. All her thoughts and sentiments were negative and hopeless. She still loved Sesshomaru even though he had ripped her heart out of her chest when he abandoned her. Why? She wondered, she should hate him for all the misery that he had brought into her life, not love him, not holding on to a wasted dream that he would come and rescue her.
She hurt so badly all over, she felt used and neglected. She gave him everything that she had to offer; her love, her body and innocence, her trust, and he crushed them.
Her body broken down, hungry and dirty and she had lost quite a bit of weight; her shoulder blades prominent and sharp There was no will or drive to do anything, she was lost, alone and desperate. She closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep, hoping that she would never wake up if this was what she would have to endure each day.
Hers was a restless sleep, and while she dreamt of him he would always be walking away from her, and she would always run to him, calling out his name, but he would never answer, and she was never able to catch up to him either. It would seem that he was always leaving her behind. Even in sleep her eyes and lashes were wet with tears, she did not have one moment of peace whether she was awake or asleep. She was in torment all because she loved him.
Steady hands gently pushed on her shoulders trying to rouse her from slumber, but she did not want to wake up and so she shrugged and batted the hands away fiercely.
"Kagome, Kagome please wake up!" She heard a familiar voice say, she opened her eyes at the sound of the voice, and bright green eyes gazed down into hers.
She gave him an odd look as if she was trying to figure out his sudden appearance, or if this was a hallucination.
"Kagome, it's me, it's Shippo." She gasped in surpris then flung herself into his arms and cried on his shoulder in desperation and gratitude. He held her close and stroked her hair to comfort her. She was in a bad state and he wondered what could have happened to devastate her so much?
He pulled her away from his chest after she had quieted and stared at her, she closed her eyes and whimpered but did not say a word.
"Don't cry Kagome," was the only thing he could manage to say as he looked at her unkempt and miserable form.
She began to cry anew. "Oh Shippo, I can't stand it, I feel like I am going to die!"
Kagome said with teeth chattering; he gritted his teeth and pulled her so close to him, that he could feel and hear every raspy breath of air she inhaled and exhaled. She huddled into his warm embrace and cried out to her heart's content.