Everyone is human in this story.

-crims0nfire

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Sesshomaru breathed in deeply and restrained the pleasure and heat coursing through him—a testimony to his control—and reluctantly grabbed her arms and pulled them away from his body. She stared at him with those enchanting eyes, frightened.

Sesshomaru gently put her arms by her sides, but still couldn't bring himself to pull away. He brought his hand and cupped her chin, caressing it slightly. She flinched but he kept his hold.

"You need to eat." He said sternly.

Kagome fidgeted under his gaze and at the mention of food, her stomach growled and she licked her lips.

Sesshomaru watched the soft pink appendage hungrily before shaking his head.

"You haven't eaten for days, come." He commanded, taking his hand from her hand and side and getting up to stand beside the bed.

He watched her watch him apprehensively. She still sat on the bed, unsure of his intentions.

Sesshomaru stretched his hand towards her. "I won't hurt you. Come."

After much hesitation she placed her shaking hand his palm and Sesshomaru silently marveled how small and soft they were compared to his large rough ones. Sesshomaru pulled her to her feet and to stand in front off him.

'She's so small.' Sesshomaru realized. He easily towered over her by several inches. The girl lifted her head up slowly, taking in his height, before her eyes finally landed on his face. She paled and gasped. Sesshomaru frowned at her reaction. Yes, people were intimidated by his size but he didn't usually get this kind of reaction from females, it was refreshing and irritating at the same time. The girl looked petrified of him. That was the first thing he would change.

He turned and led her through the door and down the hallway. He noticed how she took everything she saw with such wonder that he couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction. Her bare feet didn't make the slightest sound as he led her down the stairs and into the large kitchen.

"Kaede!" He shouted and his voice echoed off of the marble white walls. The girl behind him flinched and he noted that he should not use such a tone around her.

The old woman shuffled nervously into the room and bowed in front of Sesshomaru. She noticed the girl seemed to have calmed down and sighed in relief.

"She needs something to eat. Something light and digestible, do you understand?" He ordered, remembering the doctor's advice.

"Yes milord." She answered Sesshomaru before turning to the girl. "I'm glad you're feeling better miss." She said sincerely.

Kagome smiled genuinely at the old women. She seemed…nice, something Kagome was not accustomed to.

The whole way here, she marveled at the man's home. It was huge! Paintings—expensive ones she presumed—decorated the walls of his hallway. Diamond chandeliers always hung above them and his kitchen was bigger than the one they made her work in by a long shot. She looked up only to be met by the man's massive back. She couldn't understand why he was so nice to her; she had always been told she didn't deserve kindness. Yes, she was scared of him. He could break her with a flick of his wrist and his kindness could easily turn to malice. Something in the back of her mind disagreed and told she could trust him. But…she had been wrong before.

Sesshomaru led her to a separate room connected to the kitchen: the dining room. A long rectangular shiny black table stood in the middle of the room. Multiple bottles of champagne and glass covered the right wall while cupboards littered the left. Upside down lamps huge above the table by chords and illuminated the room. But despite the light, the room looked unused, desolate and empty. Huge, black throne- like chairs surrounded the table and Sesshomaru sat her at the head of the table while he sat next to her. The huge chair almost swallowed her and proved to be a stark contrast to her white attire whereas her hair blended in perfectly with the black leather.

Sesshomaru crossed his arms and legs watched her, intrigued.

"What is your name?" He asked and Kagome jumped at the sound of his voice.

She hesitated, shuffling uncomfortably in the chair. She was unsure if she should give him her name or not. She didn't know him and he didn't know her. She peeked at him, and turned back quickly when she saw he was looking at her with those gold, intimidating eyes.

'But, he still saved my life…' She reasoned and reminded herself that she should always repay kindness, since she hadn't received a whole lot.

"K-kagome. My name is Kagome." She whispered.

Sesshomaru nodded, satisfied. 'Kagome…it suits her.'

"And your last name?"

'Last…name? What's that?' She wondered. She figured if she didn't know what it was then she didn't have one.

"I don't have one." She said and watched as his stoic face twisted into a frown.

'Strange…' Sesshomaru pondered. Now he was even more intrigued about this girl.

"Kagome-" He said, loving the way her name felt on his tongue, "-why were you on the road, injured?"

Kagome flinched from the memory. "I was…running and these men were drunk. I accidently bumped into one and he got mad. They started to beat me and I ran away into the street to get away. Then I got hit by a car…that's all I remember." She said but kept the small information of why she was 'running' out.

Sesshomaru gritted his teeth, suddenly angry at the thought of someone hurting her. His eyes darkened at the strained tone in her angelic voice.

"These…men, did they do anything else?" He questioned voice tight and angry.

Kagome frowned, confused. What else could they have done?

"…No. They just beat me."

Sesshomaru released a silent breath. Still, he wondered why the drunkards hadn't taken advantage of her, as beautiful as she was.

'The bastards were probably too drunk to see two inches in front of them, much less process what she looked like.'

"Where do you come from?" He asked and watched as her body posture suddenly became guarded and tense. Her eyes darted about in a small panic attack. It was obvious she didn't want to tell him.

"You don't have to tell me. I won't force you." He said and she relaxed. The reason why she ran was so that she would never have to think about that place ever again and she planned to follow through with that.

"How old are you?" He tried a simpler question.

Kagome racked her brain for an answer. She remembered how her torture would magnify on that specific day, every year. How she would scream she was never supposed to be born.

"I'm-" She paused and calculated in her head. "-twenty years old."

Sesshomaru cursed inwardly. An eleven-year difference. However, by law, she was legal and therefore was old enough to have a relationship with him. He almost laughed when he realized he would have made her his even if she was fifteen.

On that note, it was time to make his intentions known.

"Kagome, I want to-" He began, only to be interrupted by Kaede bursting into the room, balancing a tray.

He growled and glared at the woman. Kaede shuffled quietly over to the table to place the small meal in front of Kagome.

"You've got to eat child! You look so thin! Here's some of my famous chicken soup with freshly squeezed orange juice. When you're done, make sure to take this medicine." Kaede grinned, proud to have done anything for the girl.

Kagome stared at the meal wide-eyed. She was so used to scraps that not even the dogs would touch that she had never expected such a grand gesture of kindness. She grabbed the elderly's wrinkled hand and smiled widely at Kaede as who was momentarily stunned by the brilliance of her smile before she too returned the smile.

They continued to smile at each other before Sesshomaru's cold voice interrupted them.

"Get out Kaede." He ordered and the elderly inwardly rolled her eyes at his concealed jealousy but nonetheless gave Kagome's hands a gentle squeeze and left.

Kagome stared at the orange liquid swimming in the ceramic bowl. She picked up the silver spoon neatly placed at the corner of the tray. She scooped a little, blew at it gently before putting it in her mouth.

She widened her eyes at the burst of flavor. She had never had anything this good! She continued to eat and Sesshomaru watched her. She lifted her head for a second and met his eye. Her eyes lowered and she noticed the empty spot in the table in front of him.

'He must be hungry.' She figured it wasn't fair for her to eat if he didn't get to.

Sesshomaru watched, confused as she pointed the spoon full of soup at him. Her huge doe eyes stared expectantly at him. He almost smiled. Did she think he was hungry? How cute. But, He liked the thought of her feeding him so he opened his mouth and leaned forward to take the spoon in his mouth.

He kept his heated eyes on her the entire time. Though the spoon was now empty, his stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the bottom of the spoon, trying to get some kind of aroused reaction out of her.

She. Didn't. Even. Blush.

Sesshomaru frowned. Did she not find him attractive? Seductive? Anything?

Instead, Kagome smiled at him and Sesshomaru gaped at her. Her white teeth blinded him for a second before she turned back to her soup.

Sesshomaru suddenly grew angry. He wanted her, to the point where he was sure he would lose his sanity if he didn't have her. But in return, she preferred soup instead him! I was a deathly blow to his ego.

He waited till she finished her food and had taken the prescribed medicine before speaking again.

"I want you to live here Kagome." He said, his eyes trained at her.

She turned sharply to him, eyes wide.

"W-what?" She asked, sure she had heard wrong.

"I want you to live with me. I wish to protect and care for you." He repeated, dead serious.

She gaped at him, completely sure he had gone insane. Why would he want her of all people to live him? Surely there were others he could offer such hospitality to?

"B-but, you…I…-"

"Consider it you paying your debt for me saving you." Sesshomaru responded, cutting off her rejection.

'Yes, even if it means I have to resort by these means, so be it. I will not let her leave me. I will chain her with anything I can to keep her by my side.' Sesshomaru reasoned with himself.

Kagome stared at the table in front of her. He did have a point. She did owe him. And it wasn't as if she had any money or valuables to repay him for his kindness. She sighed and nodded.

"Okay." She whispered, defeated.

Sesshomaru smirked. He had her. He realized then that he was strangely happy by her consent. Granted, it was forced, but it was consent all the same.

"Excellent! I will have Kaede prepare your room and buy you your essentials later. You are not allowed to leave the estate unless I am with you. Do you understand?"

"Yes." She whispered. She couldn't help but realize that she had run from one cage only to find herself trapped in another. Maybe she really didn't deserve to live. She lowered her head and her raven bangs covered her teary eyes.

Sesshomaru frowned and stood from his chair. He walked over to her and lifted her head by her chin to look at him. His golden eyes penetrated her chocolate ones. He rubbed her pink cheek with his thumb, wiping a stray tear.

"I will never harm you. I want to protect you. Do you understand Kagome?" He whispered.

Kagome stared at him and saw nothing but sincerity in her eyes and she nodded.

'Maybe I can trust him.'

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Sesshomaru sat in the leather chair in his room, his mind on nothing but the woman sleeping in the room next to his. After her meal, she had request the to go to bed, saying today's events had taken it's toll on her. He too had returned to his room, unable to continue to look at her any longer without taking her against a wall.

Sitting in his dark and brooding room, he could still detect the alluring scent of wild flowers. The scent clouded his mind as the owner did. He didn't know how long he would last with her walking around in his home, oblivious of his lust for her.

His sexual frustration was beginning to border on pure hysteria. He needed some kind of simulation to rid himself of this intense desire. And he needed it now.

He closed his eyes and pictured her nude, on her knees, in front of him. Her heated hazel eyes stared at him, begging for his throbbing sex. And he gladly gave it.

He loosened his belt rubbed his clothed length desperately with his hand, imagining it was her. He could feel the pre cum leaking through his boxers and pants.

He slid his hands between into his pants and pulled the engorged member free. He grunted as he imagined her trying to wrap both of her small, smooth hands around him. He panted as he threatened to rub his cock raw in his tight fist. He jerked and squeezed his length. Sweat soaked his body from the image of her small, supple mouth wrapping around him flashed across his mind.

"Oh fuck!" He grunted and rubbed the thick head of his member, desperate for relief. He could feel the heat radiating off of his groin. It was the only thing he could do at this moment. Even though he wanted her slick folds on his cock and no one else's, this was the only thing he could do to give himself release.

"Ka…gome. Suck me dry." He moaned. His member pulsed and he sped up on his strokes. He hissed as his body tightened and his back arched rigidly as his climax shot through him. Hot semen spurted out unto the cold hard floor in front of him and he hissed. Spasms shook his body from the force of his orgasm. Spent, he panted and opened his eyes, only to find the dark room absent of her presence.

He had never stooped so low to satisfy his lust and yet here he was, masturbating in his room like a horny teenager. He growled and fisted his hands.

You will never leave me Kagome. You're mine!

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Thank you for reading.

-crims0nfire.