Author's note: Ok… so I finally got a chance to re-read my entire fic from before and map out the general play of the plot… Man I totally forgot it. I also didn't realize I had made everyone so OOC. There was a lot of comedy (be it good or bad) but definitely a lot of comic relief to offset the general plot. I've been pretty much re-writing it as a new story, and I am hoping to extend it and fill in a lot of the blanks. I know a few of the chapters garnered a lot of questions.
Anyway, hope you guys are enjoying it so far. We should definitely be getting into some more plot now. I would like to see me reach 15 reviews before I post chapter 5, so get your friends R&R! Lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters associated with the Manga, they are the sole property of Rumiko Takahashi. The general plot line is my own.
Warning: Yes… this fiction is rated M for Mature- mostly because there is a lot Lemon in this particular glass of Lemonade. If you do not enjoy reading sex or violence, well… find your fix somewhere else.
Question: Are we enjoying the Kagome/Sesshomaru POV? I have been posting the documents with lines to separate the switches, but when I looked at the story they didn't post for some reason. So I apologize for that confusion and I will fix it with this post.
Chapter 4: Exploration
I awoke the next morning to find myself alone in Sesshomaru's bed. I felt his moko-moko wrapped possessively around my mid section and my legs. I stroked it lightly as if to tell him that I was awake. Felt his moko-moko twitch beneath me and a brief emotion of pleasure swallowed me. Our connection through the mark was strong, and I hoped he would continue to let me feel even just a little bit of himself. I hoped that the feeling I sent back to him was one of gratitude and pleasure.
I laid lazily in the bed for a few minutes as I stroked the moko-moko absent mindedly. I suppose this was to be our bed; to be our bedroom. The thought of us as mates was just beginning to sink in. Our relationship thus far was short, only a week long at most, but somehow I had this inexplicable lust and desire for the man who had so casually marked me as his own. I covered my face with my hands, blushing at the thought of our sex.
After a few minutes of dwelling on my current situation, I decided to check out what was to be my new bedroom. Surely, if he left me here it was ok for me to get to know the place, right?
Sliding against the furs, I felt my bare feet touch a pelt on the ground. I felt its softness between my toes before I left its warmth to explore the room. I first noticed the tables on either side of the futon. They were short, not much higher than a few inches off the ground. There was little to nothing on them, the rock that I had picked up the night before placed back in its rightful place. I wondered about why Sesshomaru had kept such a simple object. What was it's importance?
I looked along the walls to find two heavily ornate wardrobes, one on either side of the room. The one closest to me was swung wide, the delicate silk of kimonos and obis creating an explosion of color within. I walked to caress them softly and found them to be beautiful works of art. I wondered if these were for me to use on an everyday basis or if they were more for special occasions? I found myself relived to have something more than the uniform to wear.
I walked away from the wardrobe to see Sesshomaru's across the way. His was closed neatly, but I saw that his armor was left on a stand nearby. I walked over to it, tracing its hardness with my fingers. What had this armor seen in battle? How many demons had it shielded him from? How much blood had stained it as he took down enemy after enemy?
The fire place near the wall crackled with flame. It was mid autumn. Not too hot or cold, but I appreciated the warmth of the fire in the hearth. Around it were cushions and a small table. On it were a few scrolls, a well of ink, and a forgotten quill.
Nearby was a rice paper door. I moved to slide it open, only to find a hot spring. I became giddy at the thought of having a place to bath in private, without fear of demons attacking me. At least here there would be only one demon and it wouldn't be so much attacking, as it would be groping and wild sex. I giggled to myself at the thought.
Still one more door left unopened besides what was obviously the entrance. I slid the door open to find a small private garden. Jasmine grew wild along with a few select flowers and herbs. I inhaled deeply the scent of flowers and soil. I smiled at the idea of sitting beneath the moonlit sky in this garden, held tenderly by someone who loved me.
Would that someone ever be Sesshomaru? Surely we were going to be together eternally. Inu-youkais mated for life and rarely ever broke such a bond. I had heard stories of youkais driven mad by the lack of connection. I hoped that our relationship never became so bad that we begged for madness rather than be with each other. But still, would love ever follow?
I heard the bedroom door open. Hugging myself, the moko-moko wrapped tightly around me, I turned to face the strange youkai. I had felt their presence as they entered. I was going to need to continue to practice my skills. I couldn't let myself be hurt again.
The servant bowed deeply. She was small with beautifully wild hair the color of copper. She was definitely a youkai and I got the distinct impression that she may even be Kitsune. Her features were very feminine, her body supple. I assessed her cool smile and determined she could be trust worthy.
"Hello, My Lady. The Lord has asked me to tend to your needs. I have brought a meal for you to break your fast." She bowed again before ushering me to her. I felt the growl in my stomach before I heard it and I was grateful for his thought of me.
"Where is Seshomaru-sama?" I asked stepping forward to sit at the small table in front of the fire. It looked like the servant woman had already tidied up her Master's work and set it delicately to the side for me to sit and enjoy my meal.
"The Lord is in conference with his advisors. He said to tell you to expect him around dinner time and to enjoy the grounds as you wish until then. He also said that you are familiar with Lady Rin and may wish to spend your day with her?" She stood off to one side as I began eating. Of course Rin would be here. How could I have not realized? But as I thought of Rin, I remembered Shippo and the fact that he was likely missing me. I was his mother, and I had abandoned him with my friends. My heart stung at the thought. Seshomaru must have felt the pain and sadness was over him, because soon after he sent back a light warm feeling of comfort. I wondered if the connection allowed him to know my thoughts. Would he know why I was sad? Or would he think something was wrong?
"Thank you." I responded warmly. I looked again at the servant as I chewed. She seemed kind enough. Was she going to be my personal lady? Or would the servants change daily? "I'm sorry for my rudeness, my name is Kagome. What's yours, Lady?" I asked smiling, stroking the moko-moko again without really thinking about it.
"I am no Lady, miss. But my name is Hari. And it is wonderful to meet you, Lady." She bowed lowly before standing again, her eyes averted.
"Kagome. Just Kagome. I think you and I will be great friends, Hari. Will you show me the shiro today? I would love to have Rin join us, if that's ok." I put down my utensils and looked over to the wardrobe. "I also don't know what I can wear. The Kimonos that I assume were left for me in the wardrobe look far to expensive for everyday wear."
"But, Lady-" I gave her a stern look. "I mean, Kagome. You are not just the Lady of this house, but the Lady of the realm. You must look the part. Our Lord will provide only the highest quality things to satisfy your needs and desires. It is his responsibility to show you and everyone else how well he can care for you." She said it eagerly as if she felt she needed to reassure me of Seshomaru's ability to care for me. She looked surprised that I didn't know this. In all reality, I guess I should have expected that answer, but I was raised in a different time. Where my family lived off the limited donations made to the shrine and the small amount of money set aside by my father before he died. I had learned to live on less. The last few years with Inuyasha had taught me to appreciate what little I did have because he wasn't one to provide for comfort. I sighed. I guess I wouldn't have to worry about that anymore. Seshomaru wouldn't allow anything to mar his pride and honor.
I smiled to myself and felt a wave of confusion wash over me from our bond. He must have felt my sudden humor and wondered what it was about. I was still in awe over our Bond. This ability to feel each other… to almost communicate even from great distances was so foreign and new. But, I was determined to make it work for me.
My contemplative silence must have caused Hari concern because she was soon calling to me. "Huh? What is it, Hari?"
"I asked if you would like me to prepare an ensemble for you while you bath, Lady?"
"Kagome." I sighed exasperatedly. She was gonna make this hard for me.
"Right, Kagome." She looked up for the first time, meeting my eyes and smiling mischievously. I narrowed my eyes.
"You are Kitsune right, Hari?"
"Yes, Kagome. I am Kitsune." I smiled broadly at her in her moment of confusion. She seemed to be asking me why that was important.
"I have a kit. I miss him. His parents were murdered and I took him in. I learned a lot from him. I guess I need to keep on my toes with you." I smiled at her, standing to walk over the private springs. She looked somewhat shocked at my response. I liked how expressive she was. It made me feel more at home.
"That was kind of you, Lady. I'm sure if his Lordship knows of your kit he will make the necessary arrangements. And if not, I'm sure you could persuade him." She smiled wickedly. She pulled out a towel for me and set it by the spring along with some bottles of viscous fluid. "And I only ever use my tricks with the purist of intentions." She added, standing straight and her chin lifted.
I laughed. "Of course! The question is are they purely naughty or purely for good?" I ran my fingers of the moko-moko that had coiled around me to hide my nakedness some time ago. I slowly began trying to lift it off of me, but it only squeezed tighter.
"Sometimes, Kagome, those two things are one and the same." She winked at me as stepped toward the door. She gave me one more glance before leaving the room. She seemed to recognize my plight with the moko-moko, but she failed to offer assistance. She just shook her head, a laugh on her lips as she finally stepped out and closed the door.
Alone, I tried harder to pull the appendage from around me. It hugged me tightly before rearranging itself around me. It brushed against my inner thigh, before the tip came up to tease my entrance. I moaned and wondered if Seshomaru was controlling this from wherever he was, or if this appendage had done so out of habit.
It continued to rub at my clit as I stood standing and grasping at the fur. I felt the knot beginning to tighten in my stomach as pleasure consumed me, my legs begin to go weak. I fell to my knees, my hands stroking the part of the moko-moko that worked me to pleasure. I felt the moko-moko fall from around my breasts, the cold air tightening my nipples. Then, as one end of the moko-moko finally pushed itself into my wet pussy, the other end worked to stimulate my nipples yet further.
Feeling the appendage in my heat, pushing and pulling in and out drove me crazy. My head fell back with moan as it hit that pleasurable spot within me. I closed my eyes and thought of Seshomaru above me. His hands on my hips, his tongue on my neck as his cock plowed into me roughly. I imagined the look of him, the feel and taste of him, and I let him overwhelm me.
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I was in the most tideous of meetings with two of my advisors when I felt her wake. The soft shiver that ran down my spine as she lightly stroked the moko-moko. And as she walked through her morning, I felt the sweep of each new emotion. I was becoming accustomed to her emotiveness and made an effort to send her something in return. Reacting emotionally to stimuli was not natural for me, but for her… Something told me she would be better for even just the smallest glimpses of feeling.
I listened to Niro, one of my oldest advisors, discuss the need for some kind of event. We had been discussing my rather unexpected mating and the advisors seemed to agree that invitations needed to be sent to the other Lords and Ladys to make the official announcement and introduce the new Lady.
A wave of humor washed over me right then. I wondered again at the depth of the bond and the extent to which it linked out experiences. I sent her a brief feeling of confusion before trying to tune back into the conversation around me.
"My Lord?" Niro spoke humorlessly. I snapped my head to look at him quickly, my emotionless mask in place as I narrowed my eyes slightly. "I was just asking if we could hold the ceremony in a fortnight? The Full moon is next week so the Lords and Ladies of the other lands are less likely to come, what with the usual rituals and celebrations and all. The week after should do nicely, and it would give us an opportunity to introduce the Lady to the staff and court before hand."
"That sounds acceptable. We have already made arrangements for the full moon, have we not?" I asked.
"Yes, Milord. This month's event is expected to be quite grand. I imagine we will see an even greater turn out with the appearance of the Lady."
I nodded swiftly and felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. Before I had a chance to respond, it became a feeling of great lust and need. I felt the pull on my Youkai as I tried to stay focused. Through my moko-moko I could feel the tight wetness of her pussy as it pushed into her. My youkai must have been paying more attention to our new pet while I attempted to work at business. I sighed inwardly and closed my eyes.
"Thank you, gentlemen. I have been made aware of another matter. Let us pick this up after the mid-day meal." And with that I swept from the room as they shared knowing looks.
I found her in the bathroom, on her hands and knees as my appendage pushed in and out of her. I reveled in the feel of her soft skin under the fur of my moko-moko and watched as she drew in shuddering breaths and released them as pleasurable moans. I stood and watched her gasp as I pushed the appendage in deeper and faster. It took her by surprise, the force of her impalement, and I felt her lift a hand from the floor to stroke at her clit as her body arched. The image of her on hands and knees, submitting to my desires made me groan in pleasure. I felt my cock begin to lengthen and become hard under my pants.
This miko had such control over my body. The last few days had been spent seeking her out and thinking of her around my cock. My constant desire for her made it difficult to focus and my youkai seemed not to mind. He growled possessively and smiled wickedly as she came to a powerful climax before dropping to the floor.
I called the moko-moko to me and smiled as she whimpered from the loss of its warmth. I could feel the slick wetness of her pussy juice across the fur and I stroked it pleasurably. I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent of her spice in the room.
"Seshomaru?" I looked down to see her looking up at me. She looked as if she had been trying to stand when she saw spotted me. I growled as I smelt the desire rolling off of her. I looked at her, she was on her knees again, facing me this time. I stared at her, watching for a reaction. Her eyes never left mine, and I felt my animalistic stubbornness begin to desire her submission.
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I felt the heat of his stare before I saw him. When he finally looked at me, I could feel the intensity of him through his eyes. I sat on my knees staring at him as I felt a wave of something wash over me. I contemplated the emotion and the only word I could think of was domination. He wanted me to submit to him.
As I looked in his eyes I contemplated what it would really cost me to look away. Part of me wanted to stand my ground, but I realized what I really wanted was to be consumed. I wanted him to wash over me and take me. I wondered how much of this was a result of our mating and how much of it was truly natural to me. But as I sat staring into his eyes, I felt myself give in. I tilted my head downward and drew my eyes to my clasped hands in my naked lap.
The pleasure of my climax from just a few moments before, was nothing compared to the pleasure that laced my thoughts after having looked away. I heard his groan of pleasure and I smiled to myself.
"Come." I heard the low huskiness of his voice thrum through my body and mind as much as my ears. I unclasped my hands and crawled to kneel before him, my eyes still averted. I kept quiet, despite the raging emotions I felt.
"Miko, you have plagued my mind and have kept me from my duties." He seemed to be enjoying this too much. I could feel it in the emotions that were not my own.
"I'm sorry."
"You are sorry, what?" He demanded.
"I'm sorry, Milord." I bit the words out, not sure why they made my quim slick with yet more desire.
"You will follow me into the room. You will lay yourself across my knee and receive the punishment you deserve for being a desirous and needy slut, and then you will bring me to climax with your mouth, do you understand?" his baritone was rich and silky, like the feel of sex. I groaned at the tone of his voice, but then his words struck me and I looked up.
"Wh-what?" I felt a slight tinge of fear rise up in my body as the pleasure trailing though me became even more intense. Why did this turn me on? Was Seshomaru really telling me he wanted to spank me? How was it my fault that he couldn't keep his mind off of me?
"Do you wish to challenge me?" His face changed. I felt the slight coldness of him coming back to his personality. I didn't want to be the reason for his coldness. I looked down again, and I bit back everything I wanted to yell at him. I wanted to please him. I didn't know why it had hit me so suddenly and completely, but I knew I would get pleasure from him if I did.
"N-no." I shook my head and I heard the swish of his clothes as he turned on his heel and left to sit in the bedroom. I made to stand up to follow him, but he seemed to hear me move. "You will remain on your hands and knees."
I sat there, frustrated and slightly frightened by it all. We had seemed to be on such equal footing before. How had all of this changed so quickly?
But as I thought about it, had it really changed all that much? Hadn't he been in control of every encounter thus far? Even when I had taken him into my mouth, hadn't he been holding me, guiding me?
"Come, miko. Do not make me repeat myself." He growled. I suppose I had lost myself in contemplation. I quickly moved to follow his command, still unsure about my true feelings. Fear and pleasure battled within me with each step, and I am sure he felt it too. As I neared him the cushions, I felt my self consciousness take control. I felt my fear grow. I was going to lay across his lap in the most vulnerable of ways. He was going to spank me. Did I want to be spanked? Did I want to feel pain? Something in me told me I wasn't a masochist. So why would I?
He seemed to feel my worries. He lazily reached over a hand to toy with my nipple. He circled it with his claw before rubbing the delicate nub and pulling on it tightly. I felt the pinch and pull of pain and I gasped in pleasure.
"Do you know what this body does to, this Seshomaru? How perfect and ripe it is?" and with those questions I felt something in me shift. I felt his comfort and pleasure wash over me and I felt my self consciousness begin to ebb away. His hand still on my breast, I drew closer and prostrated myself over his lap. I felt his arm circle my waste as he repositioned me, his other hand nudging my legs apart to bear my pussy to the air. I felt his leg against my mons and his hand slide up my leg, over my ass, and then back down to caress my wet lips.
"You are wet for us. What kind of miko takes pleasure from submitting to a youkai?" He tenderly grasped one of my pussy lips and tugged softly. I felt his other hand tug at a nipple roughly. My breath caught. The pressure of his leg against my mons, the feel of his control. I couldn't understand it. "Answer me. What kind of miko takes pleasure from submitting to a youkai?" He said huskily.
I didn't know the right answer. But I thought about Hari and how she had said naughty and good intentions often came together. "A naughty one, Milord." I said, licking my lips and closing my eyes. I felt his hand trail up from my pussy, to push a knuckle delicately to my asshole before spreading widely over my cheeks. The force of the first slap against my ass was more of a surprise than painful. I felt my mons push harder against his leg and the sway of breasts as they hung, my nipple still held tightly in his grasp.
"That's right, miko." I felt his face come down to nuzzle at my neck before licking the shell of my ear and whispering to me. "You will count and thank me as I spank you. We will begin on the next smack. You will not let yourself think of anything else as I do so. Any questions?" I shook my head. "Speak."
"No, Milord." I said softly. I closed my eyes and focused on the feel of his hand soothingly stroking my ass. And then the next slap came. It was harder than the first, but not unpleasant. I groaned in pleasure.
"Don't forget, miko, or else there will be no pleasure for you." The coldness in his tone made me shiver.
"One, thank you, Milord." And almost immediately, the second one came. Harder and faster I counted and thanked him. By the fourth, I was tearing up and the fifth I let out a sob. I could feel him overwhelming me and his hand would slip to caress my pussy before the next. His pleasure was mine, and it felt so deliciously cleansing. By the seventh I was fully crying, but it wasn't just from pain. I was so torturously close to climax, but it felt so far away too. By the tenth, I climaxed.
I felt his face bury itself in my hair at my neck as he sucked at his mark. I felt his hand slip one last time from my ass to circle at my clit and then push into my pussy. I moaned in pleasure and thanked him again without thinking. I could feel the hardness of him under my stomach and I couldn't help but think about it driving into me roughly from behind.
"You are intoxicating, Kagome."
TO BE BE CONTINUED. TO BE CONTINUED.
Note: Not exactly how I pictured this chapter going. LOL. I started writing it a while ago but because of work and school was delayed in completing it. When I came back to it… well I just took it somewhere totally different. But I tend to go with where the words take me, so I let it be. Hopefully you enjoy it nonetheless. And it's really just a little kink ;)