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Chapter 5

Misled..

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Flashback Cont'd (from last chapter)….

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Sesshomaru rolled off the young miko and stared up at her ceiling. His breathing was heavy as if he had just run thousands of miles nonstop because that was exactly what it felt like. His throat felt like it was blocking passage to his lungs and him not being able to get enough air into it. Staring above slowly he was vaguely aware of where he was, and whom he was with. He felt her stirring next to him, and she moved to get up.

He pressed his hand across her chest, applying a gentle pressure to keep her down.

"Stay," Sesshomaru commanded and she pressed her back down onto her bed again.

The mattress shifted without his weight on it, and all Kagome could do was watch as the DaiYokai rose from the bed and made his way toward her bathroom adjacent to her bedroom. She heard the water tap running, and minutes later she watched as his glorious body returned with her small wash towel in hand.

The heat of the water was warm against her skin as he began wiping away the cooling heat of his seeds across her abdomen. His hand moved gently down her stomach and then to her mound where he cupped her softly, before erasing the evidence of the trail of her virgin blood on her inner thigh.

She smiled up at him from the blanket of dark lashes, sprawled but somehow still innocent. Her hand reached out to stroke the side of his arm.

"Thank you," she whispered softly.

As he continued to wipe her he was silent and surprised with his actions. He had done what he did somewhat unconsciously, wanting to be a gentleman of sort. But for the first time that he could remember, his actions were because he wanted her to have a memorable experience. Somehow he felt responsible for that fact that he was her first and whatever was going to happen between the both of them, Sesshomaru wanted her not to despise sex in the future. But rather embrace it and enjoy it as much as she could.

At the same time he hoped she didn't interpret this as implying he was her 'boyfriend' – that he had no intention of being at all. She was still looking at him with a flushed face, still rosy from their recent romp; and although he offered her no smile or acknowledgement it didn't deter her from stroking his arm and smiled blindingly.

He had held back with her earlier, as he had learned to do with human women. All the same, he knew he had been rough with her. He knelt beside her and cupped her mound with the towel.

"Are you sore?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered, then smiled brightly. "I loved it though; the feel of you inside of me, the way you took me so hard and fast that I could barely move."

When she spoke this, his body hardened furiously at the sound of her voice. His body was eager for hers once again, and he had to clear his throat; wondering why he should do so. Sure often it took more than one coupling for him to be sated, but the way his body hummed toward hers made him feel uncomfortable. Only because he was so worried, that he could never be sated no matter how many times he took her.

"I could kiss you," he continued. He paused taking the towel away, then cupped her mound with his hand. "Here," Sesshomaru pressed his finger gently against her private. "It might help ease the pain. Help you feel better." Sesshomaru offered, knowing that his demonic saliva had a tiny bit of healing power, which just might be enough to ready her for his next invasion.

"If it pleases you," she lifted herself onto her elbow and was looking at him directly in the eyes.

Those eyes…..

What she said was a way of surrendering to him, of her way of telling him that she was his to do as he pleased.

But the look in her eyes was much more controlled. Her eyes challenged him as if to say if it was not something she permitted, no matter who he was. He'd never be able to touch her or fully control her – a bold character for a human female he did not expect. This alone made his skin crawl; something flickered through him that felt like fear, an emotion that he was not used to.

Women never challenged him this way, never made him feel these uncertainties. What he wanted he took, uncomfortable with his feelings he turned his attentions elsewhere. He bent to drag his cheek along her breast, while his fingers parted her labia. She was damp there, and it was not from the wet towel. He felt her dampen even more when he began to massage her, a restrained moan escaped her throat. Her hips writhed up against him in small, involuntary motion.

His eyes scanned slowly over her body, from the tip of her toes, up her legs and past his industrious fingers working her sweet pussy. And when his eyes reached her face, he noticed her teeth had caught her lower lips now swollen from his earlier kisses. His penis jolted in response, from the display. With practice, his hands moved up and massaged the weighty flesh of Kagome's full breasts. Moving torturously from one to the next, tweaking and pinching her harden buds just right.

His urgency from earlier, sated; he could now take his time with her.

'There is no need to rush' His beast seemed to cooed, the thought quickened the tempo of his already racing heart.

This was so much better than any sexual moments he had experienced and encountered in his life. The gasp of pleasure coming from her inexperienced body nearly drove him mad with the want to bring her to orgasm.

Kagome's teeth dug deeper into her bottom lip, as her eyes watched the DaiYokai's fingers pinch and pull at her nipples making them red and sensitive. She was amazed that he knew how to bring her to the edge of tenderness without actually hurting her. The searing need made her insides ache and she could feel that she was dripped with moisture both inside and out.

He arched his head and took one of her aroused nipple inside his mouth, while his skilled fingers massaged and moved slowly to her stomach in gentle circles. Slowly his hands slid down her belly, the tips of his fingers flirted with the spot right in the center of her abdomen. Trailing sparks of pleasure over her heated flesh.

Sesshomaru kissed his way down the gentle sweep of her abs, and through her belly; his tongue plunged seductively into her navel. Withdrawing his hands from her heated cavern he spread Kagome's legs and slid off her bed and knelt between her thighs. Preparing to explore her further with his lips.

Her scent was warm and rich, mingled with that of her miko aura and their recent mating he could not resist. The beast in him enjoyed all the smells immensely; while the man in him was enthralled by the enormous pleasure he was getting from wanting to please her. The tip of his tongue flirted with the spot tingling with a thousand pinpoints of heat. Her knees were now shaking and her breath came in short gasps. The pleasant stroke of his tongue combined with his scraping claws from behind her knees sent frissons of pleasure jolting to her fingers and toes. The wave of bliss rose within her, as the flat of his thumb massaged the swollen lips of her sex working its way to her clitoris. While his tongue stroked circles around her slick opening.

She felt her lungs wanting to collapse when his satin tongue slid over her bud with the pressure of his thumb pressing right above it. His other hand scraped along her buttocks resting to rim the tight muscle of her anus. Kagome's world became a dizzying mixture of fingers, tongue, and claws all sucking probing, pressing her body.

"You taste so good" his mouth pulled loudly at the moisture pouring from her.

She could only continue her incoherent pleas and moans of pleasure from his actions. When his lips wrapped themselves around her clit, she felt like she could lose herself, especially when his two fingers began driving into her hot walls while his hand squeezed her breast pinching the nipple. Kagome gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin as she rode the rising tide of ecstasy.

She bucked wildly against his face, and his pumping fingers continued their relentless assault against her sex. Her legs wrapped tightly behind his neck pulling him in closer to her forbidden door, Sesshomaru groaned and he could feel his cock growing taut as her climax came fast and furious. Her hips were still pulsing, as her body slid into a gentle, but still satisfying release. Like a dog eating peanut butter, he seemed unable to lap up all the nectar that flowed from her.

Sweeter than molasses.

Finer than his best aged wine in his cellar.

He could spend a lifetime drinking from her fountain of this sweet.... oh so sweet nectar.

It seemed a lifetime when he finally rose to his feet. Standing over her his beautiful body stretched before her eyes, naked limned by the glowing of the setting sun. Though she had reached her peak a second time, she ached to have him inside of her again and even more so when his molten honey eyes set themselves upon her face. He smiled at her with hooded eyes, not speaking merely letting her admire his statuesque body.

Without a single instruction, she found herself on her knees. When he gripped her hair in a single fist, she uttered a longing cry. With a force she could not resist, he pushed her mouth toward the reddened crown.

"I….I…I have never done this," she said nervously. Her body was humming with excitement, and he felt it.

He moved his hips slowly, brushing her lips with the silken skin. The tiny dampened slit wet her rosy mouth, which she parted ever so slowly.

"Do it," he said in his harshest growl. "Take me in your mouth. Now."

She took him as gentle as he was rough. When her mouth enclosed around his swollen crest, he quaked.

"Ah," he sighed, "you burn like fire."

His voice, thick and insistent, Sesshomaru could hardly recognize the voice exiting his lips.

Did he really sound that consumed? Was he really that lost inside her mouth?

He licked his lips lost in the sensation; goose bumps were rising on his skin. His already hard cock twitched with desire, and hardened even further. If it grew anymore, he swore his dick would combust. Kagome felt a hot burst of wetness between her legs as she enclosed the head of his erection in her mouth and lapped delicately at the small slit.

"Gods, yesss." The words were sighed out of his lips as he jerked his hip forward into her mouth.

His groan from above told her that she was doing exactly the right things while she felt the long fingers and claws tightened in her hair.

Her tongue lapped at the crystal droplet of pre-cum, and the taste burst across her tongue, sinking into her brain. The scent and taste overwhelmed her senses, while the touch of the his hand imprinted her as his lover. The tip of her tongue teased across the tip of his erection sweeping in circular motion around the soft skin, while her lips clasped the flesh just behind the faring of the corona. A strangled moan came from his lips and the fingers in her hair tightened even more.

Warmth suffused her entire body, as a wave of pleasurable sensation flowed through her. She was returning the favor for what he had given her earlier.

She stroked his scrotum as he groaned.

Using this as a cue, Kagome rolled his balls in her hands while her head bobbed rhythmically back and forth on his shaft. He was like a new instrument for her to explore as she ran her palms, then fingers up and down the back of his legs, strumming him into paradise. She moved her hands behind him and his buttocks clenched as she caressed him there. He swore at her she presumed not really paying attention to his words, but it did not make her stop. Instead, he widened his stance to better brace his weight.

"Cup my stones," he ordered barely audible. "I like it when you touch me there."

His toes curled strongly into the carpet, as she not only obeyed him but pulled him deeper into her mouth. Assuming she could not hurt him Kagome used both force and the barest edge of her teeth, she scraped along his length. He began to pant and lengthen even more, until his swollen size was too much for her to take. Holding the base of him in one fist, she sucked strongly at the rest.

"Lord," he cursed, his claws digging into her scalp fighting not to hurt her. "Kagome, yessssss."

He had finally said her name.

She shuddered at the sound of that deep, intoxicating voice.

He was fast approaching his edge, but with painstaking restraint he held on. She still had him inside her mouth while she kneaded his drawn up sack.

"Harder," he growled his thickness pulsing against her tongue.

Hearing his pleased plea, she sucked him in like a cyclone, and took most of his length of his erection into her mouth. The head of it was now bumping the back of her throat. He let her suck for a while longer, letting her get familiar with his girth, length and flavor.

When he could stand the torment no longer, he used the hold in her hair to pull her head away. Sesshomaru pulled free with a loud 'pop' and dropped himself on her bed. With hands like heated steel, he swung her splay-legged onto his lap.

"Now" he said breathing hard around his words. "Let us see if you can handle what you have wrought."

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End Flashback 2…..

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"Here you go, sweetie." Ayame offered Rin the warm cup of tea with an elegant piece of china that had honey inside.

"Thank you."

"You know, you really shouldn't hang out with guys like that, and you really shouldn't be dressing like this." She watched as Rin offered a careless shrug.

"I've been on my own since I was 14 so it doesn't really matter. I do what I want."

"Is that when your parents passed away?" Ayame rubbed her shoulder sympathetically.

"Sort of" she took a sip of her tea then continued. "My mother drove my father away from us when I was six." When she saw the confusion on Ayame's face, she elaborated a little more. "She had affairs after affairs…" She informed flatly.

"Ridiculous!" He interrupted her and there was a sharp antagonistic silence that ensued.

"You don't know my mother and I am NOT a liar!" she denied immediately standing up facing him.

"Then what are you? You want me to believe the way you act, the way you carry yourself, that I should believe such nonsense from you? How dare you speak of Kagome – your mother – so lowly?" He asked her acidly.

There was a long pause that positively bristled with the anger they were generating towards one another, before she responded silkily.

"Oh, I know what you're thinking! You're not saying it but you're calling me a whore for the way I dress, and the way I act. Perhaps I wouldn't be one, if I hadn't learned it from my mother!!" She flung sarcastically at him.

His eyes flared red ready to release his wrath on the young girl Rin froze in fear.

"STOP IT!" The wolf demoness screamed, snapping him out of his rage. "You!" she pointed sharply at the young girl, "Sit. Down." It had taken her a lot to sound as angry as she did, but watching the two of them screaming at each other was more than her head could take. And if she wasn't there to stop him, she feared the consequences of his anger could have been dire. Ayame's gentle ears were also too sensitive for the loud yelling from both parties. "And you" she was glaring at the DaiYokai now. "Outside, now!"

She knew he wasn't used to taking order – hell, he never took order from anyone. But deep down they both knew that she wasn't 'ordering' him about, but more or less trying to keep things under control.

Rin slumped into his couch and covered her face as she began to cry. Ayame decided to give the girl some time to herself as she followed the angry Dai out into the terrace. When the door closed shut, she began to vent her disappointment on the Yokai.

"You are such a prick, you know that?"

"Excuse me?" he stopped lighting his cigarette and glared at her. He was leaning against the balustrade, his face as read and surly as a teenager.

"You heard me mister. I can't believe you!" She softened her voice when she noticed that her anger was not getting through to him. "Sesshomaru, I know that you are hurting. I know that somewhere the miko still has your heart, but can you imagine the pain that she has to go through? They are her parents for kami's sakes!! Just take a minute, take a step back and look at her." She pointed to the sobbing girl inside the room.

Outside, on top of the noise of the wind breezing by, they could hear her crying.

"She's a lost puppy, Sesshomaru. And right now she needs guidance more than anything – especially a lecture from someone she doesn't even know. I mean, I know that you know her mother, but she doesn't know you."

The demoness watched as the Dai practically inhaled his cancer stick, trying to forget the girl.

With the softest voice full of emotions that he never thought to hear from her, Ayame whispered. "If the miko had meant anything to you still, then you will be the one to help Rin. You have to step up to the plate and be the firm boundary for her, because…" she paused gently touching his chest, placing her palm where his heart was. "It is what Kagome would have wanted if she could have asked you…"

No one thought it was possible but those words coming from Ayame's lips caused burning liquid to pierce his eyes. His heart twisted, and his stomach clenched. She watched as his face was flushed his eyes pleading and without waiting for him to ask, she took a step forward and held him in an embrace.

Her arms were firm and strong as she enclosed it in a tight hug around him. For the first time in almost two decades Sesshomaru let his pain flowed, the acceptance of his loss and the comfort of another being soothing his aching soul.

It was decided then that he would be there for young Rin. To make up his past for the miko, because she was the only tie he had left of his love lost.

Inside Rin had found a bottle of whiskey, and had helped herself to a few generous sips and was still crying when the two came into to see her. Ayame gave him a little nudge when he was just standing there, to encourage him on his task. Sesshomaru gave the demoness a glance of encouragement and then with a heavy sigh he cleared his throat to get the young girl's attention.

"Rin," his voice was firm calling her when she pretended to ignore him. Feeling like he was ready to strangle the girl, he closed his eyes and took in another deep breath. "I apologize for my rudeness earlier."

"Whatever," Rin dipped her head, her mouth curling in a small smile.

"This is exactly-" Ayame gave him a big nudge in the rib, halting what angry words he was about to say; though that was short lived when he registered the scent of alcohol. "What the fuck is this?" He yanked the bottle out of her hand, which she fought furiously to retain.

"Give it back!!" Rin was clawing at him with her nails while he was holding her back with the palm of his hand.

"She's in no condition to be left alone." Ayame said softly shaking her head from side to side from the scene.

If she didn't know any better, they almost seemed like a strange parent-child disagreement – almost.

"Fine" Sesshomaru set the bottle on his coffee table and threw the young girl fireman style over his shoulder. She was still kicking and screaming as she banged her fist as hard as she could into his back.

"Let me go you asshole!! You're not my daddy!! Let me go!!! I'm not staying in this stinking dog house!!" She screamed as he carried her.

"You're lucky I'm not your father!!" He roared as he tossed her onto the guest bed. "You are staying here until you can clean up your act! Or help me God you'll never see the outside world ever again!" She made a bee-line for the door only to have it slammed in her face.

"Let me out of here or I'm calling the cops!!" Rin was still hollering as she banged and kicked the door.

"You keep an eye on her, I need to breathe." Without waiting for Ayame to reply, he closed the front door behind him. He settled to take the stairs down to ease the tension in his body, mind and heart.

"Ayame!! Let me out!!" Rin was still wailing.

"Rin, sweetie, this is for your own good. He is your mother's friend you know, and he only has your best interest at heart." Ayame replied from the other side of the door. "You're not feeling well. Get a good night sleep and you'll feel better in the morning. And don't worry he won't do anything to you. I'll be here all night, and I'll calm him down once he's had a breather."

From you...The demoness hoped that her words provided some comfort to the young girl.

Little did she know, Rin was smiling behind the closed door. Her plan was falling into place so perfectly.

~Ts&Neko appreciate reviews! Thanks!

A/N: Sorry guys Sesshie is dead. Will be doing work from my iPhone and such. Please review so that I can have something to check in to....until Sesshie is revived. (If you don't know, Sesshie is my laptop...)