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Warning: Male Sexual Interaction

Beloved Redemption

Shit, if looks could kill . . . I can't remember the last time I had a glare directed at me this nasty. The up and down laser gazes were literally burning holes straight through my body better than Superman could ever achieve. Death was definitely made of liquid steel.

If it wasn't already obvious to my hard headed ass, Sesshomaru did not want to see my sorry carcass here. His hazel eyes were screaming 'kill that fuckin hanyou' or something to that effect. But too bad for him, I'm not going anywhere until I speak my piece and we at least have some kind of understanding.

The uncontrollable urge to knock all sheets to the wind, flooded my veins like ice as I fixed my eyes on the even plane of broad shoulders supporting the head and eyes of cold recognition. My determination was my only leverage keeping me rooted in on this stoop. I took on a confident 'fuckin' try to move me' eyes were the messengers for my mood, just as were the wide set of my feet and folded arms.

Mom had me dressed for this special occasion and I'll be damn if I ruined this chance.

And if anything I—I discreetly looked him up and down— damn baby.

Look, I know this isn't the time to be thinkin' something lecherous, but shit Sesshomaru was sexy as hell when he looked like he wanted to kill me. Babe had it going on like nobody's business. From the devilish narrow of his eyes, the upward tilt of his chin and the ridged posture of his body; I wanted to ride his ass raw until he spelled my whole name backwards.

Shit, all I wanted to do right now was fu—

"Talk," Sesshomaru's disdained mockery sliced through the silence like a sharpened blade. "You wish to talk now?"

"Yeah," I was fast to answer, wishing I didn't sound so soft at the sight of 'em. Get rid of the naught thoughts man. Ya gotta focus if ya want babe back. "It's been a while since we could. Maybe we could—"

"There's nothing to discuss," Sesshomaru icily interrupted, fingers coiled around his doorknob. "Seek another method to ease your conscious Inuyasha. You won't find it here."

All my hair briskly shook as I disagreed. "No, it's nothin' like that Sess. I really need to talk to you. I," I swallowed, reaching around to rub the back of neck. "I just want—dammit Sess, I just want to talk. Can we take this inside?" Talking about my emotions this way is so complicated. I want to pour out all I feel for him, lay down everything on the plate but this isn't how I want the scene to play.

"I have nothing to say to you."

My eyes widened a fraction before narrowing stubbornly, "But I have plenty to say to you," I refolded my ears, perking my ears to dagger points. "And I ain't leavin' til ya hear what I have to say."

"Very well. Stay right where you are," Sesshomaru stepped back making to close the door behind him. "I'll have Naraku and Takemaru here in a few minutes."

My foot jammed in the door just as it was about to connect to the frame. "Dammit, Sesshomaru would 'cha chill?" I braced both hands on the door, countering my weight to his. "I'm tryin' to fix things—"

"Get away from my door, Inuyasha. I don't have time for this."

I rammed my shoulder against the door, "Sesshomaru come on babe. Please I just want to—"

Sesshomaru used his right hand to hammer his palm against the door's surface, unfazed at the least by my strength. And there was no comparison since he was easily forcing me back. "Get back!"

"Sess my mom knows!" I yelled, roughly balancing myself on the door. It seemed the only thing I could say to make him stop because my arms were popping at the joints having to deal with countering Sesshomaru's power. I'm glad I didn't have to explain since his immediate silence was possibly his interpretation of what I meant.

The door was yanked from under me so suddenly I stumbled half in the house, nearly colliding into Sesshomaru's chest.

"You told her?" he sounded hardly convinced. The door pulled open further. "Explain yourself."

I straightened myself out, edging my way inside his home, just in case he tried to slam my ass in the door again. "She figured it out on her own but the story behind us? Yeah I told her." I lightly shrugged. "I told her everything."

"What's your definition of everything Inuyasha? The lighter version that you want people to see or the hideous truth?

"Sess . . ." I licked my lips and scratched the back of my neck, agitated. "I told her all there was to know. I didn't hide anything."

Sesshomaru sighed as he closed the door, knowing I wasn't going to leave until I had my say. Turning to face me, he puzzled his back against the door, crossing his legs at the ankles and shoving his hands in his pockets. He was ready to listen to whatever bullshit he thinks I have schemed up but boy am I gonna rock his ass when he listens to this.

"I left nothing out Sess. Mom knows it all. From the time we met to the incident in the rain," My cheeks flared a bit. "I even mentioned when we first—ya know. In your house and stuff."

The smallest flicker of surprise appeared and vanished on Sesshomaru's face as I watched him mull over what was said. He looked between wanting to thinking over what I relayed and uttering that I was spitting lies.

"Is this a ploy to gain my trust?" Sesshomaru suspiciously questioned. "I'd hope you wouldn't stoop so low Inuyasha."

And I'm guessing he decided to go with the latter. "I'm not makin' this up," I strongly stressed. "Mom knows everything. My friends," I paused to correct myself. "Those guys you saw from before? They know too."

"Why . . ." Babe closed his mouth, shaking his head at something he conjured and went with another approach. "What do you hope to gain by telling me this?"

"Your respect." I think that's what I wanted most of all. Above all else I truly wanted to win his heart back, but I thought it'd be too soon to ask for so much. It was taking all of my willpower not to run in his arms and wish he'd say we could get over this.

But I know it can't be that easy.

"My respect," Sesshomaru chuckled, shaking his head again. "You've long since lost that much from me and more Inuyasha. I'm appalled it took something of this degree for you to see the error of your ways."

"Sesshomaru God, I know I fucked up!" My voice rose angrily as I stomped up to his face. "But you ain't perfect either man. You put me through just as much hell as I did you!"

Sesshomaru's glare grew deadly. "I put you through the same amount of pain? This much agony?" The murderous glint took another step up to lethal as he stood to his full height, towering over me with his luminous eyes. "You haven't the slightest idea what I've gone through Inuyasha. None!"

I'd never heard Sesshomaru raise his rose a single time. Not once and it was scaring the hell out of me. Each time he got closer, my instincts warned me to keep the space there lest he think about pulling some crazy shit.

"I've done nothing but wallow in shame when I've join my family. I've gone through periods of inner humiliation and have to nurse a wounded pride, not to mention a heart I have never given to another." He'd backed me into the corner wall of his living room. I was away from all eyes, all windows and all visible viewpoints—except for the nearly untamed gleam of Sesshomaru's haunting eyes. "You've made me a fool to believe we could have something Inuyasha. Had I but known you were so cowardly I would've never pursued."

The tips of my ears slowly drooped to the base of my hair as I felt sunken inside. A chill was somehow swirling its way between our bodies and despite the sheer fire of him so near . . . I felt cold. To think he regretted even trying to come on to me; damn that left a sore spot inside me. I'd-I'd never imagined he'd say something that far.

I didn't feel I deserved to look in his eyes and so I forced myself to look away from it. It was the same expression of anguish I wish I never placed there. The look of being precious in his eyes—God I don't want to believe I'd lost that unique gaze.

That look had been meant for me and only me.

"Inuyasha," the whispered pain of my name burned me so I felt the scorch lick my ears. "In so little time you've become important to me. I valued you, treasured you—God help me I've never felt this way for anyone."

I wish . . . I wish I could muster up some kind of courage—any fucking thing just to look at his eyes. But like so many times before I was afraid. I was scared to see his face. He sounded so hurt, so pained. Shit, how could a single night cause so much. "I'm sorry," Was all I could weakly choke. "I-I'm so sorry."

"For what Inuyasha," Sesshomaru suddenly grabbed one of my clenched fists and slammed it into his chest. Right where I could feel a heavy thump pulse through his skin, I felt my face inch up toward where I recognized that tune. The same lullaby rhythm that lured me to sleep at night when I was by his side.

His heartbeat; his strong, once steady heart rate was higher than usual; more pronounced then its subtle calm.

"For doing this to me? This is what you've caused me Inuyasha," Sesshomaru opened my palm, cupping its warm skin over his shirt. "This is what happens when I'm near you. When you're all that's on my mind. When all I want to do is take you in my arms and damn all that happened."

The innards of my throat fastened too tightly for me to swallow my guilt. My eyes squinted shut as I moved my fingertips over the vibrate pulse, I'd so stupidly lost. I could feel the wound somewhat bleeding inside. His injury was so much deeper than this. No, I've caused more an even great consequence.

The most sacred relic in Sesshomaru's personality had been damaged nearly beyond repair.

His strongly enforced pride had been loosened, inflicted by flicks of damaged due to my ignorance. There will always be a scar here where I'd so evilly left this wound.

But like all wounds, this one would heal as well. And because of this, I needed to fight out of my self-loathing to let him see that I too had been hurt. I suffered just as much as he if not more. I've lost an aspect of myself that'll never be returned. I can never go back to the way I once was. The old Inuyasha has been killed off and replaced with one of more . . . difference.

And it was as I lifted our hands and kissed their pressed join that I found some strength to lift half of my gaze up to see the twirls of dimmed glimmer before me. "You hurt me too Sesshomaru." My voice's earlier brashness evaporated, becoming a softer tone. "When you—when you walked away from me that day, you didn't give me a chance. I-I didn't have a chance to handle this." My lips kissed another section of our joined palms and my grip tightened when Sesshomaru tried to ring himself free.

"I walked away to salvage what was left of my dignity."

"You left before I could have a chance to regulate what I was feelin' right then." I countered slightly stronger. "Sess, do you have any idea what I went through becoming something—someone else? I've never had to experience anything of this magnitude. Never. How was I supposed to react?"

"You were supposed to trust me to lead the way."

"I didn't know I could," I swallowed roughly against the solid lump, lowering my gaze. "For fuck sakes Sess, I was just getting used to it bein' the two of us. Gettin' used to everything without all the fuss of sharing and lettin' folks know." My knees buckled from the memory of that day. Just recollecting those final images tore something in me. "You left before I could get used to any of this shit. I'm new to this. I don't, I wouldn't know how to—damn," If there was any way I could fuse the best words to explain I would but it was so hard. I keep feelin' as if I'll say the wrong thing or mess up and make him distance even more from me. "I didn't know what to do . . ."

And for the longest moment of my life I waited and I prayed for anything to happen then. I didn't care where this took us from here but at last we had finally gotten this out in the open. What was said had been said and all that was left to deal with was the aftershock. Relief had only wavered on my shoulders after the back and forth confession but the pressure hadn't lifted.

It was still there, chaining my shoulders in a deflated slump. The quiet was deafening and eerily distilled. I felt caught in some kind of suffocating vortex being cramped against this corner and Sesshomaru standing there staring down at the top of my head. I knew he was looking at me. I had this sense he was waiting, wondering what was to happen next.

In a sense, my mind too me I was waiting for something to happen too. What or why, I didn't know. As I said before anything at this point would suffice. I was hating and yet appreciating the quietness between us. My despise for it because I couldn't figure out what he was thinking and my gratitude because it gave me just a little longer to be in his presence.

But if the point came where he asked me to leave—God I hope he didn't ask that shit of me. I don't think I could find the strength to push my legs to that door.

Both of my hands came to cuff my arms around my torso as I heaved a deep blow through my nose and chanced a small peek out the corner of my eye. A little gasp left my lips when I noticed Sesshomaru's face averted from me, eyes crinkled and lips grimly thinned. Long breaths increased and flattened the wide set of his for every inhale and exhale while his fists clutched at his sides. Maybe to keep from touching me or worse, I didn't know. I hate seeing the confliction roll over his expression.

But for all it was worth, what I wanted to do was kiss his pain away. Just get him to see I'm willing to start over if he was. It was all I wanted if it'd make him feel better . . .

I nervously decided along the roads of insanity to take a small gamble as I took one stretched step. A few inches separated us, barely enough to qualify for personal space. I kept my head forward in case he delivered a look urging me to back up.

I wouldn't want too. I needed to feel his heart. A familiar spot where my head once laid on the nights we spent together.

Another step brought me nearer until I was even with the tiny view of his pectorals rising out of his t-shirt and where that heartbeat beckoned me was where I gingerly rested my temple against. My arms were still clinging around my upper body to keep from touching him, but I felt so relieved to hear that familiar tune, thumping so wildly.

And it was because of me. In a way, it soothed me to know I still possessed this effect on him. He felt something for me—if he ever denied it, all I had to do was listen to know if it was true. It roared against my face every so often pounding harder or softer to the erratic pattern. A sting constricted the back of my eyes, hot and muggy as I nuzzled my cheek against his chest and pressed our chests as one.

Our bodies were still the same missing pieces to our puzzle. I softly smiled. It was nice to hear—

Suddenly a large hand griped me so fast around my neck and a thumb tilted my chin up. It scared me shitless; I jolted in surprise and simply stared. There was so much fire raging around before me. Emotions careening from our liquid stares, his unidentifiable and mines so mixed. His face was so close to mine I could feel his breath fan my lips. What was he going to do? Had I done something wrong? Did he really not want me to touch him?

The shades of brilliant honey to molten gold shunned violently in his eyes even as they softened and slowly dampened as he narrowed their color to slender slits. I somehow swallowed around the engaging lump threatening to steal my oxygen as I nervously wondered what would happen next.

Sesshomaru's body steered me back until I was suctioned in the corner, cutting off any escape I would've had. Then he dipped his head down, lips only a wind current away from mine as he spoke.

And I stopped breathing.

"Don't ever hurt me like that again Inuyasha." Sesshomaru slowly said to me. "I swear if you do, you'll regret it."

All I did when I heard that was stare into his eyes, stunned speechless. Was he—was Sesshomaru giving me another chance? Oh God please don't let this be a dream. For fucking sakes my heart wouldn't be to take it. The swollen mass in my throat erupted in a tight gasp that came as a jerked sob as tears streaked down the sides of my face. My lashes became pregnant with the salty drops until they weighed my lids over both my eyes.

I shakily squeezed off the remaining space and rested on head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat slam my eardrums. Shit. He meant what he said. I wasn't going to mess it up again. I swear.

The progressing inactivity lasted for a long time until finally Sesshomaru lifted his arms around me and crushed me to his chest. That alone pulled a chuckled choke from me and a fresher batch of tears I didn't care was soaking my face. I was so damn glad.

Sesshomaru's chest rose and fell against mine as he rested his chin between my ears. "Swear it to me as I vow the same to you Love. You'll never hurt us like this again?" His rumbled question echoed like a crystal spring in my ear.

I vigorously nodded against him, just too happy to have this second chance. "I won't. I swear I won't Sess." I rubbed my face against his body, roughly tasting his scent through my nose. "I've missed you so much."

"And I you."

Sesshomaru lend back, forcing me to find it within myself to see his face again and what I saw brought forth another round of tears.

That look . . . the only he had only reserved for me was glistening his eyes as pure as sunshine. Like the most precious gift given, that was what that look represented to me. My heart bloomed with so much joy I thought I'd pop.

His face was contoured in its expressionless façade but I could see what he held for me. And I hoped he could see what I had for him.

I reached up, wrapping my hands around his neck and on automatic actions, his hands lowered to my hips. Something relative to doubt crossed Sesshomaru's eyes but I knew how I could erase it. I stood to my tip toes and briefly, very briefly connected our lips together for a kiss. Sesshomaru didn't respond at first and so I did it once more, lingering on. But nothing happened. I repeatedly caressed his lips with mind, wishing something would happen.

I was getting concerned. A small whimper sung in my throat. Please Sesshomaru, we're so close now.

I guess my thoughts were telepathic because just as I thought that, the hands on my hips squeezed and I was roughly shoved against the wall from the force of sheer lust in his lips. One of his legs, crossed between mine, a little under my crotch and all I could think was 'Thank God.' Monstrous thrilled snaked through me as the pressure returned just as eagerly as mine.

Home. Damn it felt like I was back home.

I felt the slide of hot tears painting my face as he nipped and suckled my bottom lip. His tongue swiped and probed at my mouth until I opened and felt the thrill of familiar grounds being tasted again. Hot, sleek, thickness curved and exploded old flavors on my taste buds as Sesshomaru wormed around all of my mouth. My fangs, my cheeks and especially my tongue were reclaimed by him. All of his unique juices were flooding back to me like nectary sugar—fuck the best kind in the whole world.

I heard and felt his deep growl as a slow grind began in a tight dance. Swirls, tugs and pulls nastily twirled frantically from my mouth to his as he ordered control from me. His lower half was grounding me into the wall but I didn't care. I loved every second of it.

I felt his dick already poking concrete and mixed steel into my already hard on. I was sucking air in when I could and being quick to capture the split second lost. My hands grabbled as much of his hair as I could to angle his head in for a closer penetration. I wanted to feel all of him and—damn he was vicious.

Sesshomaru hiked my leg around his waist and slide his hand to cup the ball of my ass. One squeeze had me moaning between a growl and whine. "Good, so good," I huskily groaned against his mouth. "So fuckin' sweet."

"Mm mm," Sesshomaru wasn't up for words so he dubbed his rough humps as enough to decipher what he was feeling right now.

This suit had served its purpose—shit I wish I had worn a basic polo and some jeans. There was too much going on. I felt both our erections scrubbing but not enough to feel the sensations. Somewhere in our foggy haze, I was peeling off my blazer and unbuttoning my shirt, while Sesshomaru busily skilled his fingers at my belt bucket. Oh damn I can't wait until we get to the good part—

"Ohhh my, we came just in time."

Shiiit. I broke our kiss, pissed beyond belief when I heard that voice.

By now my leg was wrapped nice and snug around his waist and my chest was hanging on muscular view—and shit when did I rip off Sesshomaru's shirt?

I must be on that Incredible Hulk Horny.

"Ahem, so I'm guessin' ya'll made up then or is this a booty call?"

My head hit the back of the wall as Sesshomaru's head lazily cocked back at the two pairs of wide set eyes, looking between the two of us. At first we said nothing to either Rin or Bankotsu but I really wasn't up for talking when we were about to get the gold.

But I wasn't going to let this same shit happen before. I was still apprehensive about this. Sesshomaru could feel it as he nuzzled soft kisses against my neck. "Well." He gently encouraged. "What would you call this?"

What would I call this? Hm. Sesshomaru was giving me the lead on where we were going with this?

Keh did he really need ask me? I already know what I want from him and though I still feel the tingles of worry boiling within, I wasn't going to back down now.

Not when we'd made it this far.

I know what I wanted and what I wanted was my babe.

I pressed my lips together before a nasty grin spread my lips a mile wide. I shifted so that my leg could touch the ground and eased the rest of my shirt off my shoulder. I patted Sesshomaru's chest to step aside so I could face the two folks. This was going to be the start of a new beginning and the end of their crazy bullshit.

Rin looked me up and down as Bankotsu crossed his arms, tapping his sassy foot.

Boy I'm about to eat this shit up. "We made up." I casually lifted a shoulder. "I love him, and he loves me. Simple as that assholes, but we ain't doin' the fuckin' here. I'ma take my babe upstairs to let him know how much I love 'em." I beckoned Sesshomaru to me and right as he came by my side just as half-dressed and sexy. I leaned my head up to kiss him just as messy as earlier. My tongue came out and so did his on full display for both of them to see—and to add a little spice, my hand reached down to massage his heated bulge through his pants.

Shit if I could take a picture of those faces.

I loved that growl he gave me. I winked as I peppered off the smooch and twisted my head to see both their jaws touching the ground.

"Now if you'll excuse us," I grabbed Sesshomaru's hand, arrogantly walking to the stairwell. "We have some fuckin' to do."—shit my stomach was hurtin'. I can't believe I just kissed a man in front of two folks I barely knew.

But damn it was worth it.

I side glanced babe down behind me to see if I did ok and when I got that puckered kiss, I gave him one just as well. My own puckered air kiss and a wink to show I was ready for my reward. Without a second guess, I pulled my man behind me, ready for that fuck of a life time he promised me.

"Well I'll be damned," I heard Rin say from downstairs. "Ole dude done went and got his ding ding back."

TBC: Sesshomaru's gonna break ole dude in half lol. Two chapters left to go my loves. The story ends this week. ^_^