Author's Note: I don't plan on updating this regularly, just so you all know. It's pretty much gonna be that whenever I'm done and happy with a chapter and my beta has OK-ed it that I'll put it up. I have a lot to write, and there are going to be some time jumps, I think. Anyways, march on.
Special thanks to KneeSan! I seriously love bouncing ideas off of you (:
May, 2013
On the Rocks
Chapter Three: Mouthwatering
Ki Ai Sky
Sesshomaru sat at the small table; he was completely baffled and completely aroused, but gave no hint of it. He didn't know what it was about this woman, but he couldn't seem to be rude or leave her alone. That, and he was harder than he'd even been in his life.
What was it about this simple human nurse that drove him to this extent? She was beautiful, though he would admit it only to himself. Her eyes, the color of cinnamon, were so friendly, albeit nervous at the moment. When he'd first met her enraged gaze, something within him met a wall. He couldn't be cruel to her; he couldn't put her in her place… Her wild eyes and wicked sharp tongue had somehow stripped him of his cold, domineering demeanor.
After the incident with his half-breed brother, he had led the dark-haired young woman to the hospital cafeteria, giving her no alternative but to have coffee with him. She had tried to refuse, but Sesshomaru wasn't having it. He pretended he didn't hear her words, because honestly he was too caught up in the all too enticing scent of her arousal.
The scent had spiked once he whispered in her ear, but had long since faded. Sesshomaru would do almost anything to get a good whiff of it again. He couldn't help himself, his inner youkai was practically begging. He'd struggled to hide his impressive erection from the woman and from peering eyes.
Sitting here at coffee with her was an entirely different experience. She was reserved and very polite, though her attraction to him was obvious. He would have traded anything to know what was going through her head.
"What is your specialty, Dr. Takahashi?" Rin asked between sips of her coffee. She was taking small sips, he noted.
"Cardiothoracic, youkai and human," he said huskily, he answered with what appeared to be the ghost of a smile.
He was very good at what he did, which was actually very impressive. There were numerous differences between human and demon physiology, especially when it came to specific species of demons. There were a handful that had more than one heart and some had their hearts located in different areas of their bodies. However, it was rare for demons to need his care; they didn't get heart attacks or aneurisms often. Only the gluttonous and those who deliberately didn't take care of themselves were in need of his care.
"Oh wow, that's incredible," she gaped. She'd heard of the difficulties of both specialties during her schooling, but this gorgeous man in front of her practiced both. "Is it difficult- being able to do both?"
"No, there are key differences. Remember to never think that one patient as anything like another," Sesshomaru supplied, his golden eyes locking with her cinnamon ones intensely. His gold ones blazed with desire.
"I'll do my best to keep that in mind, Dr. Takahashi," she nodded, looking away, embarrassed.
"Sesshomaru," he corrected her curtly, but with the same lust in his voice.
"Sesshomaru," she repeated, blushing and smiling. Her spicy, needy scent assaulted his nostrils; he could practically feel his pupils dilate with desire, blood rushing south.
He looked away this time, his turn to be embarrassed.
He could scarcely understand what was going on with himself. Who was this human woman? Why was he practically drooling at the slightest scent? Granted, he was an inu-youkai and his sense of smell was one of his strongest senses, but still! This was borderline absurd. He had never reacted like this before. He wanted to take her on the table that very moment; he wanted to know what it was like to be with her- inside her.
He'd had sex with several very attractive women, if they were lucky on more than one occasion, but none of them affected him like this nurse in particular. He was a refined, tactful man; his emotions never affected him like this. He had never let his desire control him. He was going to figure it out, even if it killed him. At the moment, he thought it might actually get to that level.
He dug his claws into his flesh, trying to distract himself from his desire with the sharp pain. It barely worked. He needed to calm down.
"You're new," he noted after taking a gulp.
"First day," she nodded. "My first patient was where I had the unfortunately displeasure of meeting your brother, so you could say that it hasn't been exactly the best first day."
"Maybe I can help to make it a little better."
Rin blushed even redder and looked away again. Sesshomaru took a deep breath, inhaling and frowning. He was being much too forward for this unsuspecting girl. She was obviously oblivious to the effect she was having on the silver-haired demon before her. He knew he needed to tone it down or risk freaking her out.
"You live near here?" he asked, smiling slightly. His attempts at 'friendly' were rare, and he was struggling.
He was never one to smile frequently; Inuyasha could attest to that. Something within him was willing him to be nice to this young woman, to get to know her. He could feel it in his very soul that there was something about her other than her scent that was calling to him. Maybe it was her liveliness; maybe it was her eyes.
"Yes, I live with my aunt and cousins on the north side," she smiled back, the tension slowly starting to release from her in a result of his pleasantness and attempt at normal conversation. "My parents died in a small aircraft crash a long time ago, and they're the only other family that I have left."
"I know what loss feels like," Sesshomaru related back. "My father passed when I was younger as well." He frowned sadly at the memory of the incident.
"It's never easy, is it?" she reached out and grabbed his free hand with hers. She squeezed it lightly. "We never forget them; they're always in our hearts."
Her touch was electric, setting his skin on fire. His breath caught in his throat as he looked into her eyes. It was ineffable. Again, he wished he could hear her thoughts. He wanted to know if she was experiencing the same thing he was.
"Is your mother still around?" she asked, breaking the silence and drawing him from his wonderment. She removed her hand from his, leaving him with a feeling of loss. He didn't show it though and quickly regained his indifferent composure.
"Unfortunately, yes. We don't talk often, however. She lives in Los Angeles." He struggled to withhold the distain in his voice.
Truth be told, he couldn't stand the woman, but no one wants to hear that. Rin was silent for a moment, clearly trying to either correctly find the words or decide if she should ask.
"You're a full demon, correct?" She raised a finely shaped eyebrow. Sesshomaru nodded. "And your brother is a half-demon, right?" he nodded again. She furrowed her brow in confusion, but did not ask the question that was on her mind.
"We have different mothers. Inuyasha's was a human, mine a demon. My parents divorced when I was two when my father met his mate," he explained, knowing despite her silence. The story wasn't nearly as exciting and confusing as some tended to make it.
"Was your mother not his mate?" she cocked her head to one side.
"No; they were together for several years, but they weren't mates. My mother loved my father, but when he found his mate and chose her over my mother, she was heartbroken. She couldn't stand to have anything that reminded her of him in her life, including me."
"That's terrible, I'm so sorry…" she held his hand once again, conveying deep sympathy.
"Izayoi was a wonderful mother, don't be sorry. She loved me despite my resentment."
"Did you blame her for your parents' separation?" Rin frowned.
"Of course, at the time. It wasn't until after my father's passing that I was able to appreciate and respect Izayoi. She was strong for my brother and I even though her mate- husband- was gone."
Rin nodded her head in understanding, impressed with this man's stepmother. It took an incredible strength for one mate to live through the passing of another. It was usually possible if they had young ones to look after. She'd read that it was absolute agony to live without ones mate; it was like half of your soul had vanished suddenly. Nothing felt the same, like you were feeling everything through a plastic bag. So many committed immediate suicide, and some simply faded away. The fact that this woman was human was even more impressive. Humans were considered to have less resolve than female youkai.
"Izayoi joined my father four years ago." Sesshomaru let out a deep breath. He would never willingly admit it, but he did love his stepmother. Izayoi had loved him as if she had carried him within herself; she had never once treated him as if he weren't her son.
Yes, she punished him when he misbehaved and taught him several hard life lessons, but she was the definition of a mother. She was present during Sesshomaru's every sports game or school function. She forced him to attend those of his brother. He was grateful that she loved him.
Rin's hand squeezed his a little tighter this time. She then rubbed his forearm in a reassuring manner as she smiled up at him.
"I've lived with my Aunt Mikoto and two cousins, Kagome and Souta, for the past fifteen years. My aunt was as good to me as my own mother, her sister, had been. My uncle had been a very strict father-figure, but he passed away two years ago of an aortic aneurism. He died instantly; otherwise maybe you would have treated him."
"I would have done everything I could." He met her eyes with sincerity, and she smiled softly in return.
"It seems like we have both lost many people in our lives," she acknowledged as she placed her hand back on top of his. "I don't know about you, but I don't have any hard feelings towards them being gone. I am just grateful for having known them."
Sesshomaru looked into her brown eyes again, mesmerized by the determination of this young human woman to see the good. She had lost many of those she held close but still chose to love them and honor their memory. Not many people could say they felt the same way. Many faced loss with resentment and deep sadness. Here she was, simply happy to have had them in her life.
If only I'd known you back then, Rin… Maybe you could have made me smile.
"Hello, Sesshomaru!" a voice called loudly. Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed in recognition.
Damn it, he cursed to himself. Had he not been so enthralled with Rin he might have seen or smelled him coming and been able to avoid him.
"Jakken," he murmured hatefully.
The imp youkai approached their table with his tray of food. He set it down audibly and pulled over a chair from a nearby table. The short, green-skinned man was revolting; Sesshomaru could not stand him, but for some reason, the imp had it in his mind that they were close friends.
"Why are you disgracing yourself by eating with this insolent human woman? Had you desired company during your break you know that you can always count on me," Jakken sneered at Rin.
"Pardon me?" Rin was taken aback. It seemed that she was meeting all of the hospitals assholes that day.
"Sesshomaru is a brilliant and talented surgeon who should not be forced to fraternize with the likes of you, human."
Jakken's dislike and absolute disrespect for humans was irksome. Sesshomaru refused to be associated with such a rude and vile creature, but he was like a tick that this inu-youkai could not be rid of.
"Jakken…" the white-haired man hissed with rising impatience.
"My name is Rin, and you will not talk to me like that," the nurse spat at him. "Being a demon makes you no better or worse than me, so you will treat me with the respect I deserve!"
There's her fire, Sesshomaru approved silently, giving no expression.
"Worthless human nurse, you watch your tongue! I am a well-renowned anesthesiologist at this hospital!"
"I don't give two shits who you are! You will fucking respect me or I will kick your ass! I will not be talked to like this!" she shouted.
Sesshomaru was grateful that the cafeteria was for the most part deserted at this hour or else their shouting match would draw unnecessary attention.
"What did you say your name was? I will have you fired from this establishment for speaking that way to me!" Jakken screeched back at her.
"Jakken! Enough!" Sesshomaru shouted, making the imp flinch.
Sesshomaru never yelled- he rarely spoke.
"Apologize to Miss Inoue for your disrespect," he commanded, his golden eyes flashing red not for the first time that day.
Jakken was frozen in fright. The Sesshomaru that he knew would never defend a human like that, at least not out loud.
The crimson vision indicated that Sesshomaru was deadly serious, Jakken knew that well enough.
"B-but Sessh-sesshomaru-" the imp stuttered.
"Now!" he snarled, baring his fangs.
"I apologize for my unkind words," Jakken mumbled quietly, looking at the ground.
"Thank you," Rin said, to both men. She looked away, glancing at a clock. She stood up quickly, shouting "Oh no! Kagura will kill me!"
Sesshomaru guessed that she was late to return from her break. He knew that Kagura would be rather unkind to her, especially considering it was her first day.
"Tell her it was my fault and that I will make it up to her," Sesshomaru provided.
He knew that Kagura would interpret his message as an invitation to dinner. He and the wind demoness were on rather friendly terms with one another. Kagura would be forgiving to the new nurse.
"It was very nice to meet you, Sesshomaru," she smiled as she ran off.
Sesshomaru watched her run, admiring the supple curve of her behind. He nodded in approval.
There was something special about this beautiful human woman that drove him wild, that melted his icy stare. She caused him to break character and feel his emotions. He couldn't quite understand it, but he was determined to figure it out.
He was sad to see her run away. Of course, he showed not a trace of it.
ON THE ROCKS
"This isn't going to be cheap, you know," the crimson-eyed demoness warned as he pushed in her chair. "She was late returning on her first day; I would punish even my favorites for that."
"As I said, it was my fault," Sesshomaru said curtly and he seated himself across from her.
"And why was she with you, Sesshomaru?" Kagura queried with a smug expression. "Last I checked humans weren't your flavor of choice."
He took his water, taking a large sip. Truth be told, he wasn't even really sure why he'd invited her to coffee in the first place. She'd accosted him in the hallway and he simply couldn't help himself.
"Don't look too far into it. Inuyasha's idiocy is the source of the whole matter. I was simply the wrong man this afternoon." His attempts to brush off the whole thing would have fooled most people, but Kagura knew him too well to fall for it.
"Why coffee then? I could smell it on her."
"I was curious as to what occurred between her and my foolish brother. I required information so that I could punish the hanyou later," Sesshomaru tried to tell her.
"Cut the shit, Takahashi," Kagura hissed, growing impatient. She'd done him a favor by being kind to the human woman; the least he could do was tell her the truth as to why he was to blame for her tardiness.
"I don't know. I don't know what came over me," he narrowed his eyes, the truth spilling out in his frustration.
He was only the slightest bit embarrassed by the whole thing. One woman made him break character,-cracked his icy, indifferent shell. He didn't understand what in him was drawn to her, but he wanted to know more about it.
Kagura stared at him for a few seconds, trying to imagine Sesshomaru with the young woman. He could feel her ruby eyes boring into him, but he chose to ignore her and stared at his menu.
The young red-haired waiter returned, his upbeat voice forcing the end to their silence.
"I'll have a glass of the pinot grigio with…" Kagura ordered her drink as she glanced over the entrees quickly, "the shrimp primavera." It was her favorite dish here.
"Would you like soup or salad to go with that?" the boy asked cheerily.
"Whatever the soup is."
The redhead jotted down her meal on his pad quickly, turning his attention to Sesshomaru.
"The saltimbocca di vitello; bring the bottle of pinot grigio," he spoke quickly.
"Soup or-" the young youkai began but was quickly cut off.
"Soup."
"I'll have your orders put in and your drinks will be out shortly. Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."
The restaurant was very romantic with its dim lighting and rich burgundy walls. The dark cherry wood of the wooden finishing glowed in the candlelight. Each table was covered with a beige tablecloth, adorned with a small candle. White cloth was draped from the ceiling, giving the illusion of clouds in the night sky. Prosecco was a well-known restaurant not far from the hospital and it served as a common dinning place for the two demons, as well as several other colleagues.
Sesshomaru met her eye, daring her to speak what was on her mind.
"Do you think you might like her?" Kagura spoke hesitantly, trying to keep the aversion from her voice.
She enjoyed their casual friendship a great deal and was dreading any possibility of change. Sesshomaru shared many evenings with the wind demoness, preferring her company to that of his brother or many others.
"I don't know her," her stated vacuously. It was true, he didn't know much about Rin, but he wanted to. Something needed to know her. Of course, he would never tell Kagura this.
"I see," she stopped pressing. He would talk to her when he was ready, she knew that. If she pressed him, he would leave, ending their night and leaving her with the bill.
Their drinks were deposited at the table. Kagura held up her glass towards Sesshomaru.
"To discovering what lies ahead," she toasted. He nodded, clanging glasses with her before they took a sip.
"I trust that what happened this afternoon will not become routine," she narrowed her eyes.
Just because they were friends didn't mean that Kagura would make continued acts of forgiveness for the bubbly young woman. If she was late again, she would not be merciful. Rin would be cleaning bedpans for a very long time. Kagura couldn't let the woman think that her tardiness would be tolerated.
"I assure you, it will not," Sesshomaru said icily.
His patience for the wind demoness was running thin. He was tired of this conversation, and he was still endlessly confused on the whole matter regarding Rin.
Kagura could tell he wanted to speak no further and rolled her eyes, deciding to change the subject to another matter in which the two of them were concerned. Kagura cleared her throat before speaking once more.
"Do you think he's figured it out yet?" she leaned over the table, lowering her tone. Not that she really needed to, he was an inu-youkai after all.
"I doubt it, but it is not our place to interfere in such matters. If Inuyasha cannot keep track of his own woman, then that is his dilemma to solve."
"She's going to break his heart, you know," she argued.
It wasn't that Kagura cared about the hanyou. She just really hated Kikyo with her flawless beauty and perfect hair. Some people had to do real work for a living, not just pose for pictures.
"He's not that weak. She's been cheating on him for quite some time," Sesshomaru noted.
A number of weeks ago Kagura had spotted Kikyo with another man. She had taken her time in reporting her sightings to the older Takahashi. Together they had decided that Inuyasha needed to learn the hard lesson about picking significant others. Some of them weren't to be trusted. It was hard to find someone who would be faithful and loving. Kikyo was obviously a mistake that Inuyasha would someday come to realize.
Sesshomaru, of course, would never let his brother do anything as foolish as marry the whore. That would simply disgrace what was left of their family. If he needed to intervene, he would. But this was Inuyasha's mess that he needed to fix on his own. Sesshomaru wouldn't coddle him as his mother had.
"The cunt is good," Kagura hissed angrily, referring to Kikyo.
It wasn't easy to cheat on a youkai- especially with another one. They could typically smell if another had touched their significant other. Kikyo's ancestors must have been some pretty powerful priestesses and monks in order for her to have been so gifted with purification powers like that. She never carried the scent of the other demon because her body was able to purify any lingering trace when she desired it.
Sesshomaru had felt her spiritual powers the first time he'd met her. He'd gone to shake her outstretched hand when a hot, pink spark flared between them. Inuyasha had laughed; it had been his idea of a joke. Sesshomaru wasn't amused, however, due to the singed flesh. He'd been informed that she'd undergone no formal training but was very gifted. Instead of using that power to work, she was beautiful and modeled instead.
"Yes, but Inuyasha will find her out," Sesshomaru closed his eyes, bringing his glass to his lips.
ON THE ROCKS
"Kagome, you should have seen this guy," Kagome heard Rin say between bites of tiramisu.
She sat on her cousin's bed cross-legged in her comfiest, oldest, holiest sweats with the plate on her lap. Kagome hadn't let her down; the giant piece of cake was more than enough for the two of them. They gossiped and ate late at night often, which was part of how the two were still so close.
"Oh?" Kagome asked her brown-eyed cousin. It wasn't often Rin came home bragging about men. She sat down next to her cousin. Kagome's curiosity had been sparked by her older cousin's suspicious text message earlier, which had been a single exclamation point.
"I've never seen anyone like him, Kagome!"
"What does he look like?"
"Long silver hair, golden eyes like the gemstones," she said dreamily as she envisioned him.
"Wait, is this the asshole from earlier?" Kagome raised one eye brow. She didn't think Rin would fall for someone who treated her like garbage in front of patients, and Kagome certainly wasn't going to let her.
"No, it's his older brother…" Rin didn't want to admit to Kagome that she'd fucked up and yelled at the wrong guy. "Dr. Sesshomaru Takahashi, cardiothoracic surgeon. He's a full-demon, with the markings to prove it."
Rin giggled girlishly.
Kagome smiled lightly at her. Rin never reacted like this around men, not since they were little girls with silly schoolyard crushes. Rin was much older now, more experienced. Kagome was happy to see her cousin so taken with a guy, but at the same time she worried. It was risky to get involved with youkai unless you were their mate. They could leave you for their mate. There were even special laws for the instances of conflicting marriages and matings. It was scary to think that your significant other could one day meet their soul-mate and leave you at the drop of a hat.
Kagome and Rin had heard it happen to way too many humans, and even other demons. It was a hard battle when your heart told you one thing, but everything else told you another.
"Well, I met someone today too," Kagome grinned hopefully. "His name is Hojo. I don't know much about him yet, but we have a date for some time next week."
"Thank God!" Rin exclaimed. "You need some action, my friend!"
"Hey!" Kagome frowned, insulted. "It's only been a few months…"
Rin always made Kagome feel like she was some sort of social pariah, like she had no life or friends outside of their family. It was true that she worked a lot, but that was only because she'd never really wanted a relationship. She was fine with casual dating. Ever since she'd been offered a position as the Sous Chef, she didn't have time anymore. She was so close to her dream job, she could almost taste it. Her superior, Mark, was getting old and their boss, Hector, would surely ask him to step down as the Chef de Cuisine.
Kagome wasn't going to let anything or anyone come between her and her dreams, not any more. Not again. If someday she found the perfect guy who would treat her well, be understanding with her career, be open to tasting her exotic cooking, be willing to travel a bit, and was extremely attractive and interesting to talk to then she would want to try for something more. Not that she was asking for too much, right? No, Kagome knew her expectations were too much, and that was why she hadn't been on a date in quite some time.
She had several men who were interested in her, but she wasn't interested in them. Her coworker Kouga had asked her on a date only once, but she had politely declined. He was handsome, and he fit most of her criteria, but they were coworkers. It would never work out. They were friends, plain and simple. Shippo, on the other hand, was a flattering thorn in her side. If only the young redhead could take a hint!
"Whatever, it's been a while," Rin rolled her eyes. It didn't matter what Kagome said, what excuses she gave. Rin wasn't going to let her gorgeous cousin become a crotchety old spinster.
"It's not like it's easy to have a real social life around here," Kagome narrowed her eyes. "And hey, it's not like you go out!"
"Yeah…" Rin caved, having the weak point in her whole argument pointed out. The two sighed simultaneously.
They really didn't have lives- romantic ones at least.
"Mama set up an appointment with her friend for a showing. Do you remember Mr. Isaacs?" Kagome asked.
"Vaguely. Was he the really fat one?"
"Yeah. Well, he's leasing this townhouse in a really nice area. Mama said she could try to work out a deal for us with him."
It was official. They were finally leaving Mama Higurashi's nest. They had stable jobs and were finally on their own. No more relying on Mama.
"That would be helpful!" Rin smiled happily.
Things for her were finally falling into place. Ever since she'd come into her inheritance, she'd considered how she would spend it. Maybe she would invest in a car, especially if the place they ended up renting was a good enough distance from work. She was grateful that they had free, designated parking for staff at the hospital. She couldn't keep asking Kagome to drive her every day, especially since their schedules didn't match up often, even if they worked very close to one another.
ON THE ROCKS
Her pale, silky skin brushed his as she unbuttoned his shirt slowly. She whispered dirty, seductive things in his ear. Her exposed breasts touched his chest as she pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the ground. Her skin was hot against his; the sight of her perky breasts rubbing on his flesh caused the blood flow to travel southwards at a rapid rate.
Something didn't feel quite right though. In the back of his mind was a slight discomfort, which reminded him of how he felt when a small rock being in his shoe all day. He chose to ignore it. He needed his release. He needed this.
"Sesshomaru," she whispered, pressing her chest against his again. Her hands undid his expensive leather belt, and began toying with the button to his slacks. "I want you. Now…" she moaned loudly as she let his pants fall to the floor with a thump.
He took in her naked form. Her lean, curvaceous body was illuminated by the candles she'd lit. Her nipples were erect, waiting for him- asking him to taste them. Her nether area was completely waxed and looked all too inviting.
He placed his hands on her waist, and she turned her head to the side. He ran his teeth across her shoulder, biting down lightly.
A sharp jolt of discomfort seized through him. It was as if his body was trying to tell him that it didn't like this. Again, he tried to ignore it- this increased sense of distress.
He pushed her back aggressively, a little harder than he intended. His unwanted uneasiness was agitating him. He slipped off his boxers, leaving them on the ground. He reached into her nightstand drawer and retrieved a rubber. He tore the packaging open and slipped it on quickly. He leaned over her, looking down at her face.
Soft tan skin, delicious pink lips, eyes the color of cinnamon. He blinked, shaking his head. No, that wasn't right. Alabaster skin, ruby painted lips, and crimson colored eyes.
I'm going crazy, he thought as he continued to stare down at the youkai woman underneath him.
Deciding he wasn't ready to commence the act, he let his mouth wander downwards, capturing one of her breasts.
He sucked gently on her left nipple. His tongue flicked it erotically before he bit down, causing her to cry out in alarm and lust. She ground her hips against him, silently begging for further attention, a release to her pent up wants.
"Oh god…" Kagura gasped as he licked his way southwards. "Please…"
He parted her with two fingers as they entered her, pleasing him with her wetness. He pushed them into her deeper, wary of his claws. He stroked her clit with his thumb while his fingers pumped in and out of her. The feeling of discomfort stabbed at him again, as if pleading with him not to do what he was doing.
He looked at her once again, once more captured by an illusion of another woman writhing beneath him with pleasure. It was her voice in his sensitive ears begging him for more. This time, he didn't fight off his vision. He welcomed it as he continued to work her.
Her breathing was ragged and she was clutching the sheets in sheer ecstasy; he could tell she was nearing her end.
Not without me, he smirked as he suddenly stopped his motions.
She groaned in disappointment as she rocked against his hand, desperately trying to bring herself to climax. Sesshomaru wasn't having any of that, withdrawing his fingers completely. She sighed almost painfully, missing his sensual touch. He enjoyed denying her what she wanted.
He put his fingers in his mouth, tasting her salty, sweet juices as he looked into her eyes. They were still trapped in his fantasy, cinnamon eyes looking into his golden ones. In the back of his mind, he knew it wasn't really her, he knew it was really Kagura. But he didn't want to believe it was all in his head. He wanted it to be real, he admitted to himself.
He lined himself up with her slick, heated core as he propped himself up on his elbows. He was so hard, so ready for this. He needed this about as much as the woman beneath him did. He entered her in one hard thrust, the tightness of her walls clogging his mind.
The discomfort he'd felt exploded in his head, causing him to cry out both in pleasure and pain. He heard Kagura cry out her climax, but it was as if his sensitive ears were full of cotton. The world around him was being drowned out in the overwhelming sensations he was experiencing.
She felt amazing, but he felt as though he was dying at the same time. The mix of life and death was too much for him to handle, but he continued his motions. He was a man treading through the scorching desert, his oasis in sight. She moved against him, riding out her orgasm as she moaned his name over and over again.
"Sesshomaru… Sesshomaru…" It wasn't Kagura's voice, it was hers. She was calling him to his finish, welcoming him to his release. The illusionary sound set him over the edge, as he ground his teeth. He came, and came, semen spilling out of him.
"Rin…"
Kagura didn't hear him whisper, when she came again, this time louder than before. Her ruby red nails dragged over his back as she moved her hips against him, treasuring every moment of her sweet end. He rolled over, withdrawing his cock from her pulsating inner walls.
His illusion had been shattered by Kagura's voice. The pleasure was quickly replaced by the previous discomfort, jabbing at him. It was annoying, like a thorn in his side or his conscious scolding him for misbehaving. He didn't care… That was the best he'd ever had, and it was thinking of her…
ON THE ROCKS
"Rin," a deep voice drew her from her bored daydream. She turned around in her chair and saw Sesshomaru bent down to her level.
"Hello Sesshomaru," she grinned at him, pleasantly surprised to see him again.
"Come have lunch," he beckoned, as he stood up straight and turned on his heel. She barely acknowledged the familiar nod he gave to her youkai charge nurse. The crimson eyed demoness smiled in a curious way and nodded back. It was some unspoken agreement between the two. Rin decided to ignore it; why trouble herself with unnecessary worries?
A/N: Sorry about the delay on this. I had finals and such to take care of. Hope you enjoyed! I'm beginning a new chapter in my personal life, so please be patient with me for updates. I'll do my best. Kagura and Sesshomaru are more or less fuck-buddies. They are not monogamous- not in a relationship. But that doesn't mean things are clean cut, now do they?
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