Well, we're nearing the end, and of course I had to sneak in a few more lemons before I bring this to a close. So… LEMON WARNINGS!
Once again, this little slice of lemon meringue pie is dedicated to Kagmaru.
I was asked a very good question some time ago. Why didn't Sesshomaru revive Meiyo with Tenseiga? Well, as you know Tenseiga seems to choose who it heals, as opposed to the owner deciding. It did not come to life, therefore he did not use it. I know he tried with Kagome, but come on… she's his mate… of course he'd get ballistic and try everything he could. So, all in all, it was Meiyo's time to die, and Tenseiga recognized that. With Kagome, as I stated, their meeting with the spirits was fated, and they needed to cross into limbo in order for that to occur. That is why Tenseiga did not work for her either.
By the way… no one has attempted to take a guess at what the four elements names mean! Where is your spirit, people? Tsuyu, Dojou, Hibana, Uindo… it isn't that hard to find out! Make me a happy girl and guess… pweeeaaase.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha and company. Rumiko Takahashi is the only one who can claim that privilege.
Triumphant Return
Shooting upright, she cringed when a small twinge of pain constricted in her gut. Hand pressing to the rip in her garment, she sighed when she found that the area was only sensitive, and no longer torn open.
"Lady Kagome?" a startled voice came.
Eyes lifting, Kagome found that she was still lying in the circle of mourning warriors, and that all eyes were currently on her. "How long was I out?" she stammered.
"Am I seeing things?" Hakkaku muttered, scratching his head dumbly as he watched the resurrected priestess turn and begin to shake the fallen taiyoukai.
"Sesshomaru," she pleaded wildly, shaking him with all her might. "Wake up this instant!"
Eyes flying open, the young inu youkai flung him self forward and toppled the young miko over, instantly pouncing on her and splashing his lips to hers. Pouring hours of pent up passion and frustration into the kiss, he toyed with her breast through the torn fabric of her garb.
Squeaking as her mate began to fondle her in front of thousands of men, Kagome pulled her lips away from his and shouted angrily, "You stop it right now, mister!"
"Kagome," Sesshomaru groaned huskily, "you will bear me a child."
"Alright," she hissed, "but not now!"
"Why?" he inquired teasingly, hips rocking forward so that he could crush his arousal against the miko's pliant young body.
Yelping as a very hard bulge jabbed her in the stomach, Kagome seethed embarrassedly, "I'm covered in blood!"
"Red is a very flattering color on you, koi," he insisted, continuing to rock his hips forward, not caring who was watching him do it.
"I'm cold!" she went on, searching frantically for a reason to make him stop.
"I'll keep you warm," he whispered, nibbling her ear.
"There are people watching us!" she roared in a flustered tone.
Moaning into the shell of her ear, he clipped, "Let them watch."
Growling, the young miko wound up and bopped her mate hard on the head, smiling when he grunted in disapproval. "I'll scream!" she promised, "And I'm sure your extra sensitive inu ears won't like it!"
Huffing in defeat, the western Lord rose from his spot atop the young onna and helped her to her feet, brushing himself off once he was righted.
"Kagome, is it really you?" Kouga questioned in a disbelieving manner, eyes going wide.
Smiling brightly, the tiny priestess answered, "Yeah, we're back!"
When the eager ookami crushed her in a tight hug, she groaned as the wind was pushed from her and chuckled nervously, assuring him, "I'm not going anywhere, Kouga."
Once he had released her from his fierce hug, the wolf prince howled in elation, throwing a fist into the air. Many followed as a chorus of yips and cries rang through the air, smiles cracking the faces of the valiant youkai warriors.
Takura approached Sesshomaru, signature grin planted across his lips as he slapped the pup on the back and commented, "It's good to have you back, Sesshomaru."
Rushing up to the silver haired hanyou, who seemed too dazed to move, Kagome threw her arms around him and whispered, "It's nice to see you too, Inuyasha."
"Am I dreaming?" he murmured, shaky hands settling on her back.
"Nope," she assured him, giving his ears a tweak for good measure.
"How did you…" Inuyasha began, still confused.
Laughing, Kagome commented, "It's a long story, I'll tell you when we get back to the palace."
Leaving the inu hanyou's side to sidle up to her mate, Kagome frowned when she noticed Sesshomaru had a very rigid posture. "What's the matter?" she inquired, concern lacing her voice.
"You still care for him," Sesshomaru commented, his eyes hardening.
Sighing, the blue eyed woman admitted, "Yes, I can't help it, but not in the way you're thinking. My love for Inuyasha has long since gone. You are my only one, mate." After seeing his terse nod and no sign that he was about to loosen up, she teased, "Is this about me rubbing his ears?"
When he did nothing but grunt, she gasped dramatically and taunted, "It is, isn't it? Oh, you big baby, it doesn't mean anything! It's just a habit."
Again he remained silent and she groaned. Then, idea striking her, she placed a sly smile on and whispered into his ear, "How about we go back to the palace and I stroke your pelt?"
Her last statement succeeded in capturing his attention, and he instantly moaned, the sound like a deep purr vibrating from his chest. Giggling, she bestowed a quick kiss upon his nose and suggested, "We need to get going. I'm sure the children will be worried sick."
"Mommy!" three jubilant voices cried out in unison, the owners of said voices launching themselves into the startled young miko's arms.
Tittering as she was toppled over by a swarm of giggling children, Kagome hugged each one of the tightly, her heart at ease. They no longer needed to fret over Naraku, and the knowledge helped to sooth the priestess' frazzled nerves. She, her mate, and the children would finally have the chance to live a normal life… well, as normal a life as was possible for an immortal.
She and Sesshomaru had agreed that they would leave the children in the dark about what had happened, and that for the time being, they would hold back the information of what had occurred in limbo. The three of them would be too young to understand at the moment. She knew that, in time, her secret would be revealed, once the kids began to grow and she remained the same. They were all intelligent, and she guessed that it would only take a few years for them to notice.
Sesshomaru, on the other hand, would not be going through anything unusual. As was the case for his particular breed, demons aged very slowly, the oldest they would ever appear being no more than thirty.
Either way, that factor need not be revealed until the time was right. For now, she would simply count her blessing and enjoy the time she got to spend with her loved ones.
Coming to a soundless stop next to his mate, Sesshomaru advised, "We had best prepare for the celebration."
"What celebration, mommy?" Yumi asked in a quiet yet inquisitive tone.
Smiling widely, she remarked in a cheery tone, "Naraku has been vanquished. We are celebrating many things this night, but most importantly, we will celebrate the lives of those who died so valiantly in battle."
"Did lots of people die?" Rin whispered in a concerned manner, large chocolate orbs shimmering with tears.
"Yes," Sesshomaru answered tonelessly, "that is the way of war. We give our lives to create a better future for others. The men whose lives were lost in battle would not want you to be sad for them, Rin. Be strong."
Wiping away the small stream of tears that had trailed down her cheek, the young brunette nodded and cracked a lopsided grin. "I'm happy that you're both safe."
Brushing back the girl's bangs, Kagome replied gently, "Me too, Rin, me too."
Letting the children up, she rose and linked arms with her mate, the thought of a nice, hot bath sending pleasurable tremors up her spine. "What do you say we go and have a nice soak in the spring?" she cooed, her fingers tracing patterns over the firm muscles of the taiyoukai's forearm. "Maybe after I can give you a nice massage," she added; a twinkle in her eye.
Brow lifting at the offer of a massage, the western Lord chided playfully, "Eager, are we koi?"
Shrugging, the young miko reminded him, "I did say I'd stroke your pelt, didn't I? Why not turn it into a full body massage?"
"As you wish, pet," the inu youkai murmured, his body tingling at the thought of her soft hands caressing the length of his body. His naughty side dwelled on the thought of her rubbing a very choice spot that sorely needed attention. Yes… he was going to enjoy the free time he had with his mate.
Sighing as the steam billowed around her, Kagome lay back, head resting against her mate's shoulder. Shifting in her spot between his legs, she smiled as her lover began purring to her, his hands lightly caressing the skin of her stomach. His claws traced designs across her flesh, weaving their way past her ribs to her breasts, where expert digits began toying with hardened, rosy nipples.
Biting her lip to hold back a moan, "Kagome whimpered, "Damn you… are you ever going to allow me time to relax?"
"No," he whispered in reply, one of his hands abandoning her breasts to slink between her thighs. Thumb and pinky separating her nether lips, he slid a long, slender finger into her warm depths, groaning when she shuddered against him.
"Sesshomaru, please stop teasing."
"As you wish, mate," the silver haired god murmured into her ear, hands moving to her hips and lifting her from her place between his legs to sit her on his lap. Hooking her calves over his knees, Sesshomaru pushed his stiffened erection into her awaiting passage, tongue paving a path over her shoulder.
When he began to nibble the mating mark he had given her, she cooed in delight, hands resting on his thickly corded thighs for support. Body rocking back and forth, she rolled her hips at a slow, rhythmic pace; cherry lips parting as a sigh left her.
Lifting her up and down on his rigid member, Sesshomaru grunted as his little vixen began to ride him, her delicious rump flexing as she gyrated against him. Relying on the strength of one arm to guide her, he used his other hand to flick her clit, the swollen, pink pearl throbbing as he teased it.
The cadenced sweeping of his lethal fingers against her bundle of nerves combined with his reoccurring thrusts hastily brought her to her pinnacle; pleasure bottling up inside her like a volcano ready to erupt.
The heat of her quivering passage as well as the temperate warmth of the spring caused his blood to boil, perspiration dappling his brow and chest as he continued to pump into her. Lips hovering over her fluttering pulse, he watched with passionate intrigue as her generous breasts bounced; the large, milky swells jiggling nicely as he fucked her.
Inner beast surfacing as he neared his peak, he pressed lengthened canines to her mating mark, hot breath fanning against her flush skin as he growled in determination. His demonic seed pooled and churned in his loins, preparing to shoot forth and fill the nurturing womb his girth was incased in.
A shuddery breath echoed in her ear like thunder, her heartbeat resonating throughout her body as she moaned in elation. Her orgasm was so very close, as though all she needed to do was reach out and grasp it. Doing just that, she slammed herself down particularly hard on the inu Lord's thick erection. That was all it took.
Biting down as the savory sound of her scream penetrated his ears, they western Lord roared his triumph against her neck as euphoria overcame him. For a few, blissful moments, they rocked together, both left breathless by their explosive orgasms.
Groaning as he continued to slide in and out of her slick pussy, Sesshomaru reveled in the feeling of her wetness, their combined juices engulfing him with their warmth. He could feel trace amounts of it spilling onto his thighs, but it was quickly washed away by the spring.
Fangs sliding out of her, he inhaled deeply and murmured, "I recall, koi, that you promised me a massage."
SPANK… I mean SNAP. He he, though I would like to spank you know who. I'll give you a hint. He's got long, hoary locks, pale skin, and he wears red and white. What? NO… not Santa Claus you perverts… Sesshomaru! Yeesh.
I just had to say it… forgive me, my twisted sense of humor and all.
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