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Whatever news Shippo returned with had the Daiyoukai listening aptly as he told him of his findings over the last three months. The family had decided to postpone their travels because the weather had turned for the worst, with blizzard like conditions that had made the journey almost impossible.
Sending the fox on the excursion months ago was a tactical move on his part. Shippo was instructed to liaison with lords Aburame, Shun and Hitoshi who had acted on his behalf.
A secret movement of individuals who were still loyal to him and his idealism to see peaceful and beneficial solutions implemented was born. Such unity would pave the way for them because it consisted of humans and demons who would meet up with them as the journey progressed. Shippo was sworn to secrecy and had earned Sesshomaru's respect.
He did not inform his mate when the idea took root in his mind. He wanted to ensure its success before giving her any news, thus eliminating false hope.
Sesshomaru slid his gaze down the meadow where his daughters played and then up on the hill where his sons practiced with the sword looking for his mate, however, she wasn't around neither did he scent her. How odd he thought, then got up and went in search of her, giving the fox youkai a wary look after taking a dozen steps or so he spoke.
"Follow me."
They found Kagome just outside the barrier and by her flushed skin and wet hair she had just taken a bath. Smiling happily at them and waving she addressed Shippo.
"I'm glad you're back, I hope all is well."
Shippo held her stare and responded. "All is well and I can see that you are well."
Kagome looked away from Shippo and then on Sesshomaru waiting to hear what he had to say since he took the time to come find her.
"It is time," he said eventually and continued to hold her gaze. "Mate there are things that I need to tell you. I believe it will offer you and the children some added assurance."
His voice calm and his eyes alighted with something close to being pleased but she wasn't sure as he spoke. Smiling even more brightly she responded.
"I am ready."
On the way back to their home Sesshomaru informed Kagome of his plans and assured her that they were not alone in their cause. She was pleasantly surprised and held onto his hand giving it an affectionate squeeze. Their task felt a little less heavy, and the burden seemed a little lighter in her mind, because Sesshomaru had paved a way for them even though it was one that was still jagged and not smooth.
And here she was thinking that he was only facilitating her, because even though the plan was arguably one of the best, Sesshomaru was a lord and a warrior first, and she could hardly believe how easily he had accepted the idea of them travelling around the country; trying to restore confidence in each other's species and hopefully it would be enough to see them survive into the future, even though it must have wounded his pride.
He was really an amazing individual, because while she had her doubts about his commitment then, she didn't now because he'd silenced them with his determination and by his actions.
Stopping briefly while still holding onto his hand she spoke. "I am ready to leave in the morning if that is alright with you." Nodding his head in the affirmative he supplied her with his answer. Standing behind them Shippo looked on the couple with quiet adoration, hoping that when it was his time he would find someone like Kagome, and experience what she and Sesshomaru shared each day.
Three months passed quickly and Ryoma did not grace Seira's bed with his presence, he never knew he could feel so utterly emotional, feelings of withdrawal and dismay assailed him each time he remembered his dying offsprings. He had stayed the first time and had watched the birthing of his firstborn, the infant had lived a few moments then took his last breath and had died.
The others he did not stick around for, because he could sense how weak their auras had been and could not stay to watch the pitiful sight. Seira was long healed and had gone into early heat again; it was nature's way of compensating for their loss. Tonight after lady Harumi left he would put his plans into action.
Seira sat crossed legged on a chair in her bedroom while lady Harumi looked outside through an open window. After watching her daughter for awhile she'd removed herself from her position on the sofa and had stood where she was presently thinking. Seira had changed so much in these past two years in her absence; she did not resemble the daughter that she'd raised; confident, witty and a survivor. She was now a sad young woman with vacant eyes.
With her back still turned she addressed Seira. "You can survive this or make it eat you alive from the inside out, the choice is really yours alone to make."
Seira regarded her mother a moment longer before getting up and joining her by the window.
"I didn't think losing all those babies would disturb me so much, they'd all died at birth, I didn't hold them or even get a chance to bond with them. So why?" Seira asked the line of her mouth tight.
"Are you asking for my advice?" Lady Harumi asked and glanced warily at Seira.
Anyone close to her knew that she was not one who was highly sympathetic or overly emotional, so the question she expressed had lady Harumi thinking that the demoness might still be distraught by the losses, and was not fit to sit in the highest chair of lady of these lands. She had to watch her carefully for any more sign of weaknesses, but for now she would act as the kind mother the female needed in the hopes of restoring her wounded pride.
"Seira my child it is natural for you to mourn the loss of your children, we are not monsters, but it is time for you to reconcile with your mate, the timing is perfect."
Lady Harumi brushed some fingers across Seiras's cheek, holding still when she had her chin in her grasp and looked deeply in her eyes.
"I have a potion that you can drink before you give yourself to him, it will make your womb more compatible to his seeds."
Seira's mouth opened to express her thoughts, but before she could do so lady Harumi held her hand and closed it around a glass vial and walked away.
Bringing the bottle closer she could see a green substance, and removing the stopper she thought about her son and two daughters who were somewhere with Sesshomaru before downing the bitter liquid.
While she laid on her bed contemplating going to her mate, she remembered how happy both she and Sesshomaru had been when Akiyoshi was born. And as time moved on and he had other partners and had other sons; she was the one to bring him even greater joy by birthing twin girls, and they were his only daughters.
Smiling wistfully she then closed her eyes waiting on the potion to take effect. The last lucid thought she had before drowsiness rendered her asleep was the happy faces of her children, and maybe, just maybe she could be happy once more if the potion worked.
Lord Ryoma walked over to Seira's room and entered, he looked down on her while she slept unawares of his presence. She was a little frail but still pleasing to the eyes. He did not love her and he never would, but necessity dictated that he fostered an offspring to validate his own existence.
Her scent was a little off, she was fertile he knew that by his senses of smell, but something odd was clouding her natural musk. He shrugged and thought on it no further. Anxiety thickened in his chest as his mate stirred awake. Taking deep but silent breaths calmed his wayward pulse just as Seira's eyes opened and locked with his.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in a gruff voice.
After giving her an unreadable expression he said flatly. "It should be obvious…Your fertile time is upon you again, and I still desire a child."
Seira in the midst of loss and unease felt a tug of empathy for her mate, as she could see how the desire of wanting a child made his eyes gleamed. She was hot all over with her heat but it was much more than that, her body burned literally from the inside as though she had drunken potent wine.
Even with desire flooding her mind and body and she was hot like a furnace, yet she was not looking forward to his touch because he was brutish and inconsiderate, he did not care if she enjoyed the act or not, the only thing that mattered was that he gave her his essences and she received it like a good little bitch.
He'd never shown any affection in his lovemaking, only fucking her like an animal and sating his own urges. And as she pulled her night gown over her head and became completely naked, she thought how different her time with Sesshomaru had been. He was a great lover and had made sure that she was prepared to take his ample length. Not so with her present mate, she sighed at the thought and spread her legs in the process so that he could use her just as viciously as he had done in the past.
With her eyes tightly shut she felt as though she could cry, but she wouldn't. Those types of emotional expressions died with the memories of her entire village, her mother and father when they were slaughtered by neighboring clans when she was just a pup.
Without another word Ryoma undressed himself while his eyes never left his mate's face. Her eyes were tightly closed, with her legs spread and slightly bended at the knees waiting on him to take her.
He hesitated, but shook the doubts away. The end justified the means, and if he were to have complete authority over his subordinates then he had no choice but to be cruel. Soft lips pressed to hers intimately in a chaste kiss, puzzled eyes flew open as the shock of her mate's actions scared her more than any vicious assault he had ever subjected her body to endure.
"What are you doing?" She asked him suspiciously after she'd managed to pull her head away from his.
They stared at each other for sometime before he answered; she could see the veins beneath his pale skin, and the pulse at his temples that ticked in time with his breathing. His body chorded with muscles and only comparable to one other and that was Sesshomaru.
"I am ensuring that you are comfortable to take me, maybe if you are more contended our offspring's will survive."
His answer astounded her, because he had never shown her any compassion or even acted like he cared about her welfare before.
They stared, she in utter disbelief and him because he was waiting for her to believe him, that was to be expected because of all the doubts and bad blood between them. Soon enough Seira nodded her agreement. And in spite of the mistrust between them, the lack of feelings, they shared one thing in common. Both of them desired to bring a healthy baby into this world, one that would live beyond its birth.
Ryoma held Seira and kissed her deeply, it wasn't passion filled but it was a start, and when his hands roamed over her body and breasts she moaned in delight. Kissing and sucking her skin and smallish breasts had her squirming with pleasure and she voiced them with throaty groans. Inserting two fingers into her passage he ensured that she was wet enough and would feel less of a sting when he penetrated her.
When she bit into his shoulder blade he stiffened, but continued to move his fingers faster in and out of her body as she drank his dark blood, reveling in its potency and becoming even more excited. His plans had far exceeded what he'd thought. The drinking of his blood was quite unexpected, but it suited his purposes just fine.
His member filled with blood was rigid and strong and it bobbed with eagerness. Seira wanton and shameless begged him.
"Fill me up mate…Let it burn,"
Ryoma covered her body with his own grasping his manhood firmly with one hand, and the other he used to run across her lips, where she nibbled and suckled on his fingers.
She stared with wide eyes as he penetrated her, it was as if she was really seeing him for the first time, and while he stretched and filled her up, his head descended and he kissed her lips tenderly again, seeking, touching and withdrawing in a heady kind of delirium.
Seira wondered if it was mother's concoction or the ryu himself that left her feeling giddy and reckless as she begged him to fuck her. Maybe it was the years of neglect by him, and now that he was showing her love or whatever this was, it left her feeling uncontrolled.
The long and deep strokes that were employed left her weak, it felt as though he had found the center of her being and was caressing it with feather like touches. Her every nerve was set ablaze as the ryu worked her body over and over igniting dormant fires.
And when she came she screamed out her pleasure loudly ringing into his ears, Ryoma never let up, he speared her through continuously so that one climax ran into the next. And when his end was near and Seira fucked completely senseless, lost to the wonderful feelings of the potion, his blood and sex he transformed his lower half into its reptilian form.
His member receded and was replaced by a leathery tube about nine inches long. The texture was similar in likeness to his engorged manhood only thicker and hollow, he inserted it inside of his mate, and she screamed in delight thinking that he was good for more.
How wrong she was as he deposited two soft gel like eggs inside her womb with tiny blood vessels attached. When the job was done his egg tube became a part of his body as he regained his humanoid form. Seira fell asleep instantly after he removed himself from above her.
And even in sleep she felt as the blood vessels attached themselves to her inner parts for nourishment. She would never know until it was too late that her fate was sealed.