Act II

Scene 2

Setting: Sesshōmarū and Kagome are walking side by side through a wide path within a forest as they make their way towards the Western Palace.

Kagome: Sesshōmarū… This is what you want right? (Kagome murmurs quietly, knowing very well that he would hear her every word as she came to a stop, tilting her head forward leaving her bangs to fall across her eyes)

Kagome: It's just… You said that my life would forever be tied to yours so you would be forced to be with my forever. I was and would still be content knowing I would spend my human life, though very short compared to yours, by your side. I mean is this something that you really, truly want? I do not wish for you to do anything that you do no- (Kagome rambles on as Sesshōmarū moved to stand directly in front of her)

Sesshōmarū: Look at me. (Sesshōmarū interrupts as he loops a claw tipped finger under her chin, lifting her face to look directly within her eyes) Do you truly believe that you mortal life, a blink of the eye, would ever be enough for me? That I could stand by, watching you wither and die, and not do anything to halt such tragedy? (Sesshōmarū asks with his eyes narrowed at such a grievous thought)

Kagome: But-(Kagome starts but was interrupted once again)

Sesshōmarū: This Sesshōmarū would and could never allow anything, be they man, time, nor death, to take you from this one's grasp. (Sesshōmarū declares as his markings grew jagged and his eyes tinted red as his demonic blood raged within him) You are mine Kagome, completely, unequivocally mine, just as much as this Sesshōmarū- just as much as I am yours. (Sesshōmarū finishes as his countenance relaxes and his tone softens, only his eyes blaze with his love and adoration for the woman standing before him)

Kagome: Oh Sesshōmarū! (Kagome cries with a watery smile after finally understanding how deep his feelings for her truly went. She threw her arms around his neck while mindful of his spike covered armor. His right hand buries itself deep within her lustrous raven locks, his left arm wraps around her lithe waist as his hand tightly grips her hip. Sesshōmarū leans down, running his nose along the column of her neck, breathing in her fragrant scent laced with her purity and power. His tongue quickly darts out, tasting her skin, with a long, drawn out lick. His control almost shatters completely when she let out a quiet whimper as her scent spikes deliciously with the intoxicating scent of arousal)

Sesshōmarū: Do not be frightened. (Sesshōmarū warns as he wraps both his arms tightly around her small frame, enveloping her diminutive, female form, within his much larger, masculine body as his yōki forms a cloud beneath their feet)

Kagome: Wait- What are you doing?! (Kagome cries out gripping his haōri and forcing her body flush against his chest as she feels the ground disappear beneath her feet and something, feeling far less stable, forming under her)

Sesshōmarū: We shall fly. (Sesshōmarū replies as he feels Kagome's hands tighten against his back)

Kagome: I could have walked myself you know… (Kagome counters as she glances up to look at his face from under a heavy veil of eyelashes)

Sesshōmarū: Yes, that is true as this one is not discounting your strength. However, to allow you to become the slightest bit tired before you have even reached the Western Palace would be far from desirable. (Sesshōmarū states while looking far off ahead)

Kagome: What do you mean? I can always just take a nap when we get there. (Kagome questions with a confused tilt of her head as her hair blew wildly in the wind making her look all the more irresistible and appealing to Sesshōmarū)

Sesshōmarū: Kagome. When I will finally have you within my castle walls I shall want nothing more than to take you right then. I cannot and will not wait a moment longer that I must to finally have what I desire most in this world. I have waited patiently for so very long Kagome, and my time of waiting has graciously come to a halt. (Sesshōmarū confesses in a serious tone, dropping his regal speech, as he looks directly within her widening blue eyes as his eyes speak of how great his want and need of her truly is)

Kagome: Sesshōmarū… (Kagome breathes out as she leans back to look at him fully. She raises her left hand, sliding her palm against his left cheek, gently caressing his demonic crests, watching as he leans into her touch with hooded eyes. She slid the pad of her thumb back up against his cheek, tracing the color, and then she trails the tips of her fingers along the point of his elfin ear as a deep, purring rumble begins to form within his chest. Sesshōmarū reaches up with his own clawed hand to rest upon her own, far smaller hand still tracing the shell and point of his ear. He laces his fingers through hers as he pulls her hand down, gliding her palm slowly against his cheek, to bring her wrist against his lips. He places soft, lingering kisses upon her delicate flesh as shivers run full force through Kagome's body. He parts his lips as he carefully drags his fangs across her inner wrist. Sesshōmarū opens his eyes to gaze directly into her own looking for any signs of fear or concern to have such deadly fangs gliding against such a vulnerable part of her body, knowing his fangs could easily pierce her flesh. Seeing none, only trust and pure unadulterated bliss and sensuality shone in her eyes, he continues on. Sesshōmarū looks deeply within her eyes as his tongue glides forward to lave the small red lines his fangs has placed upon her pale skin. As soon as his tongue touches her skin Kagome's breath hitches and her scent of arousal spikes magnificently. Even with the air and wisps of clouds passing by so quickly the scent is not dulled; rather it is magnified as it is not diluted with any of the earth's scent from far below. That heady, stimulating scent became locked within his senses for it is all he could focus on as he pulls her body tightly to his. Sesshōmarū begins to lean down and Kagome immediately tilts her neck to the side, barring a beautiful expanse of her pale, creamy skin. Sesshōmarū rumbles approvingly as Kagome feels the deep vibration from within his chest as it resonates within her own body. It wills her entire body numb to anything but him, as if each cell within her is finely tuned to only him. As he glides his gleaming fangs down her neck her legs begin to shake as waves of pleasure travel through her body, building a deep pressure in her core. In a desperate need of friction she tries to rub her legs together; however being pressed so close to his body she is instead grinding against Sesshōmarū. Finally, her upper thigh presses and grinds roughly against his achingly hard member as Sesshōmarū immediately lets out a deep, pleasure filled growl)

Sesshōmarū: We must stop this before I take you right now on the ground below. (Sesshōmarū forces out through gritted teeth as his fangs gnash and grind and his eyes swirl from amber to glowing red as he attempts to will himself to stop. He does not want to take her in such an animalistic manner but her scent alone is forcing his demonic blood to rise to the surface. The mental images supplied by his inner beast of her on her hands and knees, pinning down her small body with his much larger one, as he slams into her forcefully as she screams his name, begging for more causes the mental chains placed upon his beast to be released. His beast now rises to the surface as his eyes fully bleed red, his markings now massive uneven slashes across his pale skin, his fangs exploding from his gums, desperately wanting to sink into her flesh and mark her as his mate. He is able to keep some sense of himself as he tightly pins his eyes shut, holding her close to his chest, not allowing her to see how far his control has truly slipped)

Kagome: Sesshōmarū? Are you okay? (Kagome questions as she pants in her still overly aroused state and yet Sesshōmarū will not answer and instead he simply clutches her tighter to his form)

Kagome: Sesshōmarū? Look at me. Please? (Kagome begs as she finally gains control of her breathing, now filled with worry and concern about why he will not look at her or even speak)

Sesshōmarū: You shall fear this Sesshōmarū. (Sesshōmarū grunts out in a guttural, animalistic voice as he reverts back to his usual manner of speech)

Kagome: I would never, ever fear you Sesshōmarū. I could never be afraid of you. I know what you are Sesshōmarū and I know what that means. You could have killed me at any point if you had wanted, but you never have. (Kagome voices out, saddened that he believes she would ever be afraid of him but is more than willing to show him how wrong he truly is)

Sesshōmarū: I shall never harm you. (Sesshōmarū strongly voices out as his thoughts grew less turbulent, yet his voice is still strained and rough)

Kagome: I know that Sesshōmarū. You have been so careful with me, so gentle and kind. The way you hold me, touch me, all so softly and yet you possess such massive amounts of power and strength. You have put so much control over yourself so that you would never harm me. I know this just as much as I know how much you mean to me. And I know, no matter what, that I could never fear you. (Kagome reminds him in a soft yet determined voice, proving to him once again that she is and will be the only one for him. He leans back allowing her to see his face with his crests jagged and his fangs hanging over his bottom lip. He keeps his eyes sealed shut not wishing to see the look of shock and horror upon her beautiful face as he waits for the scent of fear to lace the air. However, it never comes; there is no scent of fear coming from her form. Instead he feels her hand upon his cheek once again, now delicately caressing his heated flesh. His eyes, still glowing crimson, open wide to take in her calm and sincere expression)

Kagome: How could I fear the man I love? (Kagome states more than she asks as her eyes light up at his awed and somewhat confused expression. His face then settles into a look of peaceful contentment as his eyes once again close and he nuzzles her palm like a newborn pup. Only seconds pass when Sesshōmarū opens his eyes and Kagome is greeted with pools of amber gold. He leans forward, nuzzling his own cheek and nose against her cheek as warmth pools deep within his chest. He glides his lips against her cheek to her lips, savoring the feel of her soft, feminine lips against he own masculine ones. He breaks their short yet passion filled kiss as he trails his lips back against her cheek, once again nuzzling her delicate skin and breathing in her pure scent. He slides his cheek against hers until she feels his hot breath against the shell of her ear as she starts to pant as heat and pure lust flood her veins)

Sesshōmarū: Welcome home. (Sesshōmarū whispers deeply into her ear and then he takes her lobe within his mouth to give a light, sensual nip of a fang and a short, sweet lick in apology. He leans back to look at her heated face now flush with want and need as he gently twines his hand with hers just as their feet, for the first time together, touch the ground of their home)

End of Act II Scene 2