Author's Note: Hello my dearest readers.
I wanted to take a moment and say thank you for waiting so patiently. Time for me is. . .weird. I look away and then a month flies past, I close my eyes and it's been a year. I'm sorry about that. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you again.
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The night encased them once again. The lack wind left the air quiet, and warm. Kagome sat next to the hot spring with her towel wrapped tightly around her, she looked up at the moon and stared at it.
She ran her finger down to her lips, silently tracing them. She wondered what it was like to be kissed by a man.
'Will I ever know?'
But then the grass rustled near the way she entered the spring. She quickly turned her head in that direction, having her reiki ready for an attack. Her defense lowered, with a sigh when she saw his silver hair shine in the moonlight. 'It's just sesshomaru' she thought.
"Would you like this Sesshomaru to 'kiss' you?" it was a simple task that the simplest of creatures could grant her.
"I would like you to kiss me, Sesshomaru."
Then their lips touched, ever so slowly, ever so soft. They remained still for a few seconds, before he moved his lips against hers, she instinctively leaned closer to him, one hand still clutching her towel, the other in a tightly curled fist pressed against the grass between them. She moved her lips with his finally gaining rhythm.
They parted slowly, neither wish to lose such pleasure. As soon as they untangled from each other, they stared into the other's eyes. Looking for - something, anything that gave them a clue of what just happened. How a simple kiss could feel so. . .wonderful.
Was this what it was like to let go?
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Chapter Three
'Stop thinking about it'
Kagome scolded herself once again as her cheeks tinted pink. The kiss with Sesshomaru was much more than she expected, it was as if she danced in flames - hot, so hot she thought she would melt but somehow at the same time it was also cool like a winter breeze, or the taste of fresh mint on the tongue. The blend of the differing climates in that single kiss were simply, explosive. She could still feel the tingling in her veins every time she - unwillingly - replayed the memory in her head.
If she were being honest with herself, she wanted to dance in those flames with Sesshomaru, those flames that were tinted blue like a midnight rose when it saw the moon. The rush of his tongue in her mouth - swirling around her own, challenging one another for dominance. That's what it felt like to be kissed.
Alas, that dance of flames was dangerous, very dangerous. She could've been burned at any moment, he could have pulled away and denied her of her new addiction. But she welcomed the flames, she wanted to tread on that line of not knowing whether he would stay, it felt right - it was odd.
Never had she felt good when the threat of everything being taken from her in a blink of an eye was so close. With Inuyasha it was that fear that kept her up all night in tears. Sesshomaru made it alright to place a bet, to make an edgy move. It unlocked the door to all of the things unbeknownst to her. She was afraid of what could lie beyond that door, in the dimly lit passage that only gave her a glimpse of what her future could be. Of what being loved could be, what being a woman could be. Even though she was afraid of her unknown fate, she would walk the path with wide eyes. She refused to take a step backward, only forward she would go. Cautiously forward.
Kagome didn't know how long this feeling would last, but she welcomed it and hoped it would stay long enough for her to have her fill. She looked up at the treetops of the forest that they journeyed through, the shade was nice, it helped lessen the strain the heat of day caused.
She took out a water bottle from her bag, it was starting to get lighter meaning she would have to go home soon and restock. She took a sip of water, her mouth thankful for the increase in moisture, as she looked ahead and saw Sesshomaru walking ahead of them, as the leader he was born and raised to be, she wondered if he was affected by the kiss as much as she was.
'Nah, this is Sesshomaru, he's never affected by anything, or anyone. Excluding Rin.' She mentally shook her head, it didn't matter if he was affected or not. She could be alone in her feelings, it was what she signed up for. She closed her water bottle and placed it back in her bag. Maybe she was being too quick to assume that was what she was feeling, maybe the kiss left her light headed longer than she thought.
Kagome wanted to take her time, since it was a new path. It wasn't safe, at least not as safe as she had thought. Her mind was changing, her world was changing, and it was exciting, but also mildly frightening.
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Sesshomaru looked forward, senses discreetly spread out, scanning over the area. He wanted his pac- Inuyasha's pack to be safe at all times, his instincts as an Inu demanded it. His mind was laced with thoughts of previous night, causing him to rely mainly on his instincts to keep them safe. He could recall everything as if it happened mere moments ago, the images flashed within his mind constantly, he realized the futility in trying to stop them from occurring and opted to just let them run rampant, hoping it would cause them to cease. He could still feel the pressure of her lips against his, the softness of her skin under his fingertips, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her tongue warring with his. The heat of the kiss still lingered on his skin, as if it yearned for more to absorb.
He could feel himself harden, when their tongues began to tangle, it took a great deal of restraint to keep from devouring her completely. His beast pleaded that he take her, to rid them of the constant strain in his undercloth. It purred and whined, snarled and snapped but Sesshomaru kept his beast reigned in, his beast wanted nothing but satisfaction. Sesshomaru was quite certain that if trees had feminine shaped parts, his beast would demand to 'hump the bark off of it.' His beast, in his opinion, had a disease of constant heat, which he feared would be his peril. Or more than likely, his future mate's if he were to choose one.
If he were not tolerant of humans he would have scoffed in disgust at the very thought of being turned on by one. There was still a slight disdain in the recesses of his mind, but overall he was content with it being the Miko who caused the stir in his groin. As much as he was reluctant to admit, he hoped she would ask him to kiss her at least once more. He hoped it would only smother the desire that was kindling in his blood. His beast, of course, told him otherwise.
Sesshomaru mentally shook his head and successfully - finally - removed himself from his thoughts. He saw the end of the forest coming closer, then he felt it, a strange aura. He tensed, silently preparing for battle, just in case it was hostile.
They exited the forest, one after another their eyes landed upon it, a small village. There was no one moving about, it seemed to be abandoned, with the wooden houses looking slightly disheveled, as if no one knew how to upkeep. Sesshomaru walked toward the village slowly, every step he took laced with caution.
As the group tred closer to the village, a heavy fog settled around them, to the point where visibility was nearly impossible, even Kilala almost stumbled over a discarded bucket. Kagome felt a chill run down her spine causing her to shiver, she leaned over toward Sango, her beloved friend, though she could hardly see her through the fog. "Sango," she started in a low tone, "do you feel. . .cold?"
Sango arched a brow, "No, Kagome, but. . .I sense a presence that makes me feel. . .a bit un-" She went silent as she unsheathed Hiraikotsu.
Something. . .moved. It was subtle, it was hardly distinguished but something about it was unnatural.
"Well, well, what do we have here?"
(End)
Author's Note: I'm sorry if it's too short, I have quite a bit of WB right now. I hope it lifts by the next chapter.
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