It had been seven months since sango slept with Sesshomaru and feelings of regret were welling inside of her at the same time her feelings of fascination. It had been an experience like nothing before it. Miroku had been infuriated with her for it and even Inuyasha seemed a bit angry. Shippo wasn't privilaged to all the details but she had talked with Kagome several times about it and she had in turn shared her experiences with Inuyasha. Over time, they came to the conclusion that it was the demon blood. Kagome shared tricks she had learned with Inuyasha and they even planned how to get sango close to Sesshomaru once more.
"I don't know, what if Miroku catches us again?" Sango asked.
"That's a chance you take for love, at least Sesshomaru might treat you better than that womanizing monk." Kagome replied.
The time that kagome and Sango spent planning to meet with Sesshomaru was wasted as one night Sesshomaru snuck into the inn they were staying at. Though he would never admit it, his thoughts had been consumed with memories of Sango and the night they had spent together. Everyone rented their own room that night and so when Sesshomaru made his silent entry, no one noticed. Sango awoke to the feeling of Sesshomaru's lips pressing softly against her's. A million thoughts flashed through her head but at the moment, the only thing she was really concentrating on was that moment. Draping her arms around him, she gently lifted herself to deepen the kiss. She felt his tongue slide between her lips and press against her's and she pressed back in response. Suddenly, with that kiss, the mood changed and Sango found herself wanting him; wanting a repeat of their previous encounter. She broke the kiss pulling off her clothing and urging Sesshomaru to do the same. He gave in to her urges and removed his cloths, quickly to keep up with the rate at which her desire was increasing.
A moment later, Sango stood on her knees and softly kisses the tip of Sesshomaru's erection. Her gentle kisses turned into licks, and at last she took the entire thing into her mouth. Her head moved back and forth slowly and first but began to pick up speed, causing Sesshomaru to growl in pleasure. He ran his claws through her hair and gently tugged on it, increasing her desire until she could no longer bare it. Pulling away, she layed down on the bed and look at him longingly. Slowly, Sesshomaru knelt down and roughly forced himself inside of her, causing a loud moan. A sense of urgency told her that she needed to remain quite so that no one came to check on her so she bit deeply into her lover's shoulder. Every motion inside of her caused her to come deadly close to moaning but she would bite down deeper instead until at last she drew blood.
It was as if the scent of blood drove his demon side to come forth more and Sesshomaru's eyes flashed red as he pinned her arms to the bed and began roughly forcing himself in and out of her even more roughly. His movements were hard enough to bruise her but she could feel him penetrating deeper than he had been before. Their session carried on for hours until at last she could take it no longer. With what she could only count as her fifteenth orgasm she let out a loud scream and continued to scream for another ten minutes, however, the sound of Sango's pleasured screams and Sesshomaru's loud grunts and growling innevitably woke Miroku and Inuyasha who rushed into the room, concerned about Sango's safety. What they saw when they made it into the room was Sesshomaru on top of Sango, a sight which infuriated them both but made Miroku see red.
"Inuyasha, leave. He's mine..." Miroku ordered.
"But, you can't-"
"Now!" He shouted, cutting off Inuyasha who stepped back out of the room.
"Dress yourself Sesshomaru and prepare to die." Miroku growled, a cold, hateful undertone in his voice. Sesshomaru obliged by putting his clothes back on and replacing his sword in his belt.
"Miroku don't.." She pleaded but she could see the futility in her arguement. Sango stepped aside, out into the hall with Inuyasha and watched the battle ensue.
Miroku attacked first, throwing sacred sutras at Sesshomaru but the effort gleaned him only a gash across his arm as the dog demon dodged and lashed out with his whip.
"I thought so." The monk said to himself as he removed the cloth around his hand.
"Wind tunnel!" He shouted as the air spun, sucking everything in the room into his hand. To his dissapointment, Sesshomaru was already behind him as his arm came up. The next second seemed like an hour as Sesshomaru's Tensaiga penetrated Miroku's abdomin, spraying blood forward. Since the Tokeijin had broken he had gotten the Tensaiga altered by its creator and now used its destructive power to force the monk to submit.
"I, Lord Sesshomaru, will never be defeated by a human." He growled into Miroku's ear as he slammed the pommel of the Tensaiga into the based of Miroku's skull.
With the fight over, Sesshomaru walked through the door of the room and kissed Sango one more time before walking calmly past Inuyasha and out the door of the inn. A million feelings welled up inside of her at that moment but she did her best to conceal them from Inuyasha. Thought grudgingly, the half-demon had approved the relationship between Sango and Sesshomaru. She took her time, looking at the door Sesshomaru had exited from as if hoping some ghost of his image would be there when suddenly she got the feeling that she was being watched and smiled as she realized that Sesshomaru was somewhere, watching her. She waited as Inuyasha lifted Miroku and exited the room before closing the door and laying back in her bed and touching her, still throbbing, nether lips, and went back to sleep.