Alright then… next entry ready for your inspection, and what an entry it is. This is the beginning of our favorite couple's steamy sessions.
Lime alert people! There isn't any 'getting it on' as of yet, but that too will come in time.
As I promised, this citrus is dedicated to Kagmaru, who guessed correctly during my little game. Enjoy, you lucky little girl!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha… but dibs on the exquisitely written lime!
Kindling the Flames of Passion
Rubbing her weary eyes, she sniffled and sat upright, cushioned by the warm fur of Sesshomaru's pelt. Looking around, she found that the western Lord was no where in sight. 'He must have left this for me,' she concluded, running her fingers through the soft fur.
To her surprise, it shifted and began to stroke her back, running up and down the exposed skin of her leg. Giggling at the tickling sensation, she attempted to shoo the mischievous thing away, only to have it double its efforts.
Soon, the innocent tickling slowed into what seemed like sensual rubbing, and she began to get somewhat apprehensive. When it slunk under her yukata she gave a disgruntled squeak and went to move, yet froze when it began doing something unexpected and very naughty. Going rigid as the pelt began to stroke her in a very intimate place, her back went straight, legs trying to clamp shut as a reflex. Her efforts were in vein, however, for the devious thing twined around both of her legs and pulled them open again.
Moaning as it slid into her panties, she fisted her hands into the soft grass she now sat in, mouth hanging open in incredulity. Was this actually happening to her? Was Sesshomaru's pelt touching her intimately, as a lover would?
The soft, animated fur boa slid expertly against her now wet folds, coaxing them apart so it could tickle her sensitive clit. Lower lip quivering, she didn't know what to make of the situation, so she simply leaned back on her hands and reveled in the feeling.
He had not wanted to wake her when he left, her peaceful features reminding him of an angel. So, he had left her in the safety of his pelt. As a part of him, he could feel her every movement, hear her every sleep induced whimper, as though he were really there.
Another reason he had left her was so that he could skip out on the embarrassment of her waking up to his massive morning wood.
Either way, he was well aware of the fact that she was now awake, and very flustered. He had not intended to steer things in this direction as of yet, but it seemed to be working well enough none the less. Yes, every musical moan that left her lips, every jerk of her heated body he was aware of.
And here he was now, standing not three feet from the onna as he tortured her with his pelt. It was an erotic sight to behold, the virgin priestess pushed into the throws of passion by his influence. The frantic clenching of her tight passage made him hard yet again, his rod twitching painfully in its silk suspension.
"Sesshomaru."
The lilting sound of her voice as she moaned his name made him groan quietly, teeth clenching as she shook under his attention.
"Sesshomaru!"
Again she called out for him, as though it were him next to her, pleasuring her. Perhaps she was fantasizing.
"Sesshomaru!!"
The urgent and demanding tone of her voice alerted him that she was not calling out for him in pleasure, but rather demanding he come out of hiding. She knew of his whereabouts… impressive. He had even cloaked his scent. The crafty little miko was more practiced than he had ever imagined. Her improved senses would be a valuable asset in their brawl against Naraku.
Stepping forth from his place behind a tree, he called off his ministrations and approached the still shivering onna. Her face was flushed, her breaths coming out in heavy pants. Her brows were crumpled into a frown, her pretty mouth turned downward slightly as she continued to huff.
"What was that about?" she snapped.
Smiling wryly as he beckoned his pelt, Sesshomaru cooed, "My apologies, priestess, sometimes it has a mind of its own." His lips were twisted in an impish grin, fingers running through the still damp fur of his pelt as it settled on his shoulder. Inhaling deeply, he concluded that he would enjoy carrying around this particular scent with him. It certainly was pleasant.
Regaining her composure and a small amount of her dignity, Kagome clipped smartly, "If I recall properly, Lord Sesshomaru, it is you who controls the actions of that pelt. 'It functions as any other limb would,' remember? Meaning it was under your influence!"
He mused silently at the accusing finger pointed in his direction. She was quick witted, for a human, yet he wasn't so certain he approved of such a disrespecting tone towards his person. He would have to teach her a lesson.
Approaching silently, he knelt before her and forced her backward, until her back came in contact with the trunk of the tree she was seated near. Shooting forward at a speed no human eyes could keep up with, his pelt looped around her wrists and hauled them above her, the opposite end of which tied around a branch that hung just overhead.
Glancing to her bound wrists, Kagome let out an indignant growl and tugged viciously. Glaring next at the offending demon, she spat harshly, "What are you doing?! You let me go this instant!"
"Silence!" he barked sternly, mouth hovering at her throat. Lips fluttering against her pulse, he placed a light kiss on her neck, fangs grazing her skin.
"Hey," she yelped pleadingly as his hand began to slink up her leg, pushing aside the folds of her yukata, "that's enough!"
"Come now, Kagome," he cooed, purring her name in a tone that made her shiver.
'Good gods it's like he's making love to me with his voice,' she moaned in her head as her body continued to attempt resisting.
"Don't be coy… I only want to play," he coaxed sensually.
"We can't do… that!" she interjected. "It's the morning and people might be around and I'm still not-"
Hushing her with a finger to her lips, he assured her, "There is no one around for miles, my dear. And, you'll soon come to find that many… many beings rut during the day as well as at night."
When she gave him a skeptical look, he sighed yet continued rubbing her thigh. "Well, if you don't think you're ready for something of that magnitude," he suggested seductively, "perhaps a little foreplay is in order."
Tilting her head to the side in confusion, she eyed him warily. "What do you mean forahhh?"
He smirked wickedly when she stiffened under the intrusion of his diligent fingers, back arching and chest thrusting outward in what looked like a sacrificial offering. Not being one to waste an opportunity, he tore open her yukata and laved one creamy mound with his eager tongue. Nipple puckering against his ministrations, he sucked the tiny bead into his mouth and ravaged it with his teeth. Lips marking every centimeter of her delicious chest, he moved up to her throat as his expert digits continued to penetrate the little miko.
Mewling helplessly as Sesshomaru manipulated her body, Kagome let her head loll back as a shaky moan of protest escaped her. However, instead of sounding like a plea for him to stop, it seemed more like a cry for him to continue.
His unoccupied hand cradled the weight of her left breast, massaging and kneading it with precise, gentle motions. Claws flicked the tiny, hard peak that stood erect, crying out for his attention.
By then, his mouth had found its way to her ear, where his teeth nibbled her lobe gently before his tongue swept into the shell with one, long stroke. Breathing hotly into it, he purred, "That's it, Kagome, moan for me."
She writhed divinely before him as he curled his fingers within her, making her buck into his hand with a sudden, quick jerk. Her deep blue eyes were wide with untold emotion, her young body reacting wonderfully to his torture. The noises she made were to die for, her quiet whimpering and moaning, yet the strained tone of her voice telling him that she was holding back.
Not liking the fact that she was resisting the pleasure she was experiencing, he pressed his thumb against her clit and rubbed a slow, deliberate circle against it.
Crying out loudly at this newly discovered sensation, Kagome found her efforts to remain quiet were fruitless as his assiduous fingers wreaked havoc on her senses. Moaning loudly as he persistently toyed with her clit, Kagome began to follow the instinctual half of her self, and rocked her hips forward into his motions.
Grinning impishly as she let go, Sesshomaru pressed on, fingering the little miko until she was quivering against his touch and shouting in elation. Her pleasure mounting, he sensed that her completion was near, and that she would only be able to hold out for so long.
Speeding up his actions, he groaned aloud when the scent of her sweet, feminine juices reached his nostrils. His digits now coated in her divine nectar, the inu youkai coaxed, "Yes, that's it, my little bitch, writhe in heated passion. Cum for this Sesshomaru as you reach the brink of your sexual bliss."
Done in by the naughty demon's words, Kagome arched her back and moaned as she was sent tumbling over the edge. "Ohhhhhh…. Se-Sesshomaru! Mmm…"
Purring as she came for him, the demonic Lord slowed his treatment, curling his fingers one final time as he extracted them from her dripping core. Sampling the honey that coated his digits, he moaned in satisfied appreciation at her superb tang. She tasted even better than he had imagined.
Still trembling from her release, Kagome could do naught but sit and watch as the arrogant demon lapped up every ounce of her juices, her hands now free of their binds. Once he had finished, he looked expectantly to her. Frowning, she spat sarcastically, "What? I… suppose you … want me to… thank you or something?"
"On the contrary, " he corrected her, "I expect you to return the favor."
Shooting straight up, fatigue forgotten, she bellowed, "What, are you joking?"
When he made no move to prove he was not serious, she exclaimed dramatically, "So you think that, just because you barge over here and practically molest me, that I'm supposed to hop right up and return the favor?! You've got a lot of gal, you know that?"
Spreading his legs, the inu youkai leaned back onto his elbows and explained calmly, "It isn't considered rape if you enjoy it, Kagome, and from what I saw and smelt and heard and tasted… you enjoyed yourself thoroughly."
Growling, she was about to spit another smart comment at him when he hushed her and continued.
"It is only fair, since I assisted you with your needs, that you help me do so with mine."
Crossing her arms, she denied, "I didn't have any needs, I was fine until you came along!"
Lifting an incredulous brow, he reproved, "You smelt heavily of arousal, Kagome."
"That's because your pelt was fondling me!"
"And you enjoyed it, didn't you?"
Roaring in anger, she shot up off the ground and argued, "You are the most impossible man I've ever met, do you know that?"
Smiling, he nodded once and motioned for her to come to him. When she did not move, a frown creased his brow and he admonished, "Miko, will you behave, or do I have to teach you a lesson?"
Huffing in irritation, she flopped down in front of him and hissed, "What do you want?"
"As I stated earlier," he began, "I would like assistance. I have a rather… painful problem, at the moment, one that I would greatly appreciate your aid with."
Looking down the length of his stretched out body, her eyes stopped when they reached the pronounced bulge in his hakamma. Turning redder than a beet, she muttered, "So… what do you want me to do about it?"
Smiling at her ignorance toward the subject, he enlightened, "There are several ways a woman can please a man without having intercourse, Kagome. You could pleasure me with your hands, mouth, breasts-"
"Okay!" Kagome urged, throwing her hands up in embarrassment. Then, after a brief pause, she questioned softly, "Breasts?"
Nodding, Sesshomaru clarified, "Yes, you simply squeeze your breasts together around my-"
"Alright, I get it!" she shouted again.
"So," he cooed in a teasing manner, "which is it?"
Grumbling to her self, she inquired, "Isn't there something else?"
"Well," he sighed after thinking it over, "I could fuck you up the ass."
"NO!" she hollered in disgust. "Never, in my life, would I ever let a man do something that repulsive to me. The idea alone is wrong!"
Shrugging, Sesshomaru commented dryly, "It matters not to me. I have never been partial to that particular method of intercourse anyways. That leaves… dry sex…"
"What's that?" Kagome asked shyly.
"It is like rutting, though I wouldn't penetrate you. We would rub against one another and the friction would cause our pleasure," he explicated patiently.
Thinking it over, Kagome decided, "That last one doesn't sound too bad."
Nodding, Sesshomaru rose up onto his knees and gathered Kagome into his arms. Turning, he lowered them to the ground and situated himself over her, parting her yukata so that his greedy eyes could drink up the sight of her.
After having his fill of simply gazing at her, he began to worship the expanse of her lithe, curvy body with soft, open mouthed kisses. Placing a kiss on each of her rosy nipples, he moved lower still and dipped his tongue into her naval. Rising up onto all fours, he tipped his head down to make love to her mouth with his own.
Her plump, succulent lips melted easily under his, his tongue sliding against the pretty, pink morsels to ask for entrance. She was quick to allow him access, and moaned into the recesses of his mouth. Hands twining into his hair, Kagome shuddered as he ground his stiff member against her core.
Needing to feel her soft, pliant body against his bare skin, he swiftly untied his obi and rid himself of his haori and nagajuban, groaning as he slid up against her. Her soft, full mounds of maturity pressed so exquisitely against his chest; her slim, firm waist melding nicely against the broad plain of his muscled torso.
Pushing his hakamma past his hips, he pressed his heated erection against the hollow of her belly, grunting when she mewled shyly beneath him. Parting her thighs, he settled himself between them and slid his girth between her drenched lips. Rocking forward, he set a steady rhythm above her, fighting the urge to simply end all of this foolishness and plunge into her tight sheath. Restraining himself, he continued on with his current ministrations, hips grinding forward as he held the majority of his weight up with his arms.
Mewing quietly as his flowing, pristine locks pooled around them like a curtain of silver silk, Kagome shivered under the intensity of his gaze, amber eyes boring down into hers with such passionate ferocity that it was somewhat frightening. He growled seductively at her; erection hot and hard between her thighs, successfully rubbing her aching pearl with every hard stroke.
For several more minutes they remained entangled in one another's embrace, bodies rocking and gyrating with one another. Kagome, despite the fact that she had never before been sexually active, was learning fast, and he was delighted to find that she had no problem keeping a rhythm. He surmised that, once she got over her initial shyness, that she would be quite the wildcat in bed. She knew how to move, and the coy little noises that slipped past her lips made him melt.
He wondered how his body might respond under different circumstances; circumstances where she was far more open and forward with him. He imagined her lean, soft body above him as she straddled his hips; riding his big, hard cock as she toyed with herself. Her small, fragile hands fondling her breasts and tormenting her clit, head tipped back as she moaned boldly, his name spilling from her lips like a seductive mantra.
Eyes burning a feral shade of red, he ground his teeth and shuddered as his hot seed shot forth, spilling onto her stomach. Groaning in complete satisfaction, he jerked forward a few more times before collapsing over her, slick body pressing against hers.
Still quivering, Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck and remained still. Lips skimming against one another's necks, the couple continued to lye intertwined; heavy pants fanning out against each other's skin.
Remembering the mess that had been left on her stomach, and was now smeared all over Sesshomaru's front, Kagome suggested, "Perhaps we should clean up."
Rising, the tall, silver haired Lord helped the trembling miko stand. When she stumbled, he asked in a questioning tone, "Kagome?"
"It's alright," she assured him, "I'm just a bit dizzy. Everything's all weird. My knees feel like putty. And is it just me, or is it hard to hear all of a sudden?"
Scooping her up in his arms, the demon Lord reassured her, "Those are simply some of the effects an orgasm can have on your body."
Blushing a little, Kagome mumbled, "I guess you really do get lightheaded and giddy."
Smirking complacently, Sesshomaru added, "Only when you have a good lover."
Deciding to disregard his arrogance, the young, sticky miko stayed silent as she was carried to a spring.
Upon arrival, she promptly leapt from his arms and scurried over to the waterfront. Stopping at the waters edge, she balanced herself on a single foot and dipped a toe into the spring. Hissing when she found it was ice cold, the young miko, appalled at the thought of remaining dirty, pushed her yukata from her slender, creamy shoulders and slowly waded into the water. Inch by shivering inch she crept deeper, teeth chattering by the time she had gone in to the hip. Arms curled tightly around her self, she looked over to her companion, who was chest deep and perfectly fine.
Grumbling, she trudged on, willing her fragile, human body to adjust to the near unbearable temperature.
'Alright you baby,' she chided herself, 'just dunk and get it over with!'
Watching with mild amusement as the miko struggled to contain her shivers, the great western Lord sat along a ledge and observed. The girl seemed to be debating about something at the moment, and the look on her face was rather comical. When she opened her determined blue eyes and sucked in a deep breathe, he managed to decipher the argument that had been waging in her head seconds ago. However, though he knew what was coming, it was no less satisfying to watch the woman dunk herself under water and come back up screaming and shaking. Her entire frame shivered, hair plastered to her back and neck.
He recalled seeing this particular occurrence once before, years ago. The young miko had not looked as appealing during that time, however. Where she had once looked like a drown rat, she now resembled some seductive water goddess, skin riddled with gooseflesh, body speckled with liquid diamonds. Her large, milky breasts were tipped with hard, rosy peaks, and he thanked the spring for being so cold.
Shooting a dirty scowl in the direction of the infuriating inu youkai, Kagome began to wash herself, cupping her palms and allowing water to pool in them before pouring it over her front. Scrubbing thoroughly, she rid her body of any sticky substances and dirt residue.
Checking herself over, to ensure that she was cleaned suitably, she hauled her self out of the spring, grimacing when she found it only seemed colder once one had exited the infernal body of water.
Pulling her yukata on tightly, she turned to tell Sesshomaru to hurry up but choked on her words when she found him to be standing directly behind her, fully clothed. Blinking, she shrugged and trod on.
What a mess she had gotten herself into. Here she was, in the middle of no where, fooling around with a demon Lord. Steeling herself, she made the promise that, until it happened, there would be no more foreplay. She didn't like the idea of doing something like that unless the pair was a couple, and as far as she knew she and Sesshomaru were no more a couple than Rin and Jaken.
She shuddered. 'That is not right. The notion alone is going to give me terrible, filthy nightmares.'
So… passion be damned, he could wait until she was ready to go all the way before he would get another slice.
Kagome paused in her steps. 'I didn't just think that. Oh good gods I've done something sexual once and I'm already talking like a hussy.' Shaking her head, she continued on, ignoring the curious glance Sesshomaru was sending her way. It was decided. The next time he tried to get friendly, she would just tell him that she didn't like the idea of foreplay before they were 'officially together'.
For now, at least she had the jewel shards to keep her distracted. She only hoped that Sesshomaru would take the news well.
Someone's going to be grouchy when he hears the news! Aha... oh well, Sesshou, learn to live with it. You'll just have to settle for touching her in your dreams and wake up in a hot, sticky mess.
I hope the lot of you enjoyed that little taste of citrus, I certainly did. If there's one thing that satisfies me more than anything, it's knowing you've written a quality porno scene... oh dear God, I'm just joking. There are a few other things that satisfy me more. Like cheesecake, backrubs, and, of course, snuggling up in a nice, warm comforter and relaxing with my sketch pad and a pencil, letting my imagination run wild. And you better believe I have. Ha, ha, I just finished sketching a picture of Sess/Kag together, and mmm boy is it steamy. Not overly hentai or anything, just the two of them lying together, basking in the aftermath of their love making.
But enough about my perverse drawings, I want all of you to review, and tell me what you think of my lime.