Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Kuroshitsuji.
Pairing
: Sebastian/Kagome
Summary
: He was a demon and it was natural that he ached to corrupt her purity so completely and thoroughly that she would never be able to flee the darkness and so corrupt her he did.
Aching Darkness
Chapter Nineteen: Seduction
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Warm.
She was so warm and cuddled deep into her blankets. She let out a small sigh of contentment and curled deeper still.
There was a tickling against her lower thigh, warmer than the blankets and moist – so moist.
It was pulling her from consciousness as it moved higher and higher.
She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to rid the sensation but for some reason she couldn't.
The warmth was trailing higher and higher and she shivered half asleep.
She awoke with a startling gasp as the moist warmth hit that spot and she attempted scuttle back drowning in blankets and sheets but the strength of whatever was holding her was great. A cry slipped passed her lips - partial fear, partial pleasure.
She looked down, the grogginess leaving her quickly and smiling golden hues met her own. Sharp features surrounded by crimson hair and she paused, "G-Grell?"
A sigh to her side had her turn and lips enveloped hers.
She was drowning, drowning, drowning inscent and sensation.
The lips were pulled away and rumbling chuckle filled her ears followed by a deep, sinfully dark voice, "You should have never allowed us into your bed."
Sebastian.
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She awoke sore and with the sunlight glinting in her eyes.
Cursing she turned to her side and her nose brushed against warm flesh.
She opened her cerulean hues quickly and met a pale expanse of back. She blinked once before she rapidly attempted to figure out who was nude in her bed.
Lips pursed she closed her eyes and whimpered.
His hands everywhere.
His lips right there.
A chuckle – a gasp – one in the front and another behind.
Her lips wide – accepting.
Her voice crying out, "More!"
Black feathers littering the room.
She opened her eyes and cursed, "Fuck."
There was a strong scent of tobacco in the room and she turned her head to the source and her eyes widened once more when they met partially amused, partially cold citrine. Pale, sensual lips opened and his voice caressed her ears, "Fuck indeed, little miko, fuck indeed."
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'Gome Yuki:: Bwahahahaha. What NOW? You guys like? Yesss? Short. Sweet. And you guys asked for it. So I give it to you. Don't bitch about the chapter length, PLEASE. Drabbles are under 700 words.