WARNING: THINGS GET REAL 'M' RATED UP IN DIS' PIECE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

"Girls, we've been had," Bossy shouted at her companions. The blush that stained her cheeks was unwilling to leave her and even Angry was unable to utter a word in dispute. That damn dog had taken them by surprise, and they were unable to do a darn thing about it. The way his fingers caressed her enflamed skin, the way the moon had illuminated his silver locks, the way his ruby red eyes bored into her very soul…

Bossy had to fan herself, shaking her head in shame. How in the seven layers of hell had the utterly unstoppable force that was Kagome's mind… She sighed, unwilling to complete the utter lie even to herself.

"It's not fair! He is so… And his eyes were so… And that smile! Oh, that smile will keep me awake tonight!" Angry cried out, frustrated beyond compare. "I want a redo! He seduced me! I call foul!" She flopped onto the break room couch, sighing dramatically.

"Well I know one thing: Tired will be uber pissed that she missed that. Damn girl knows better than to sleep on the job!" Depressed shouted, falling onto the couch in a fit of girlish giggles.

Bossy looked on, trying not to rip her hair out. The world was ending. There was not a way to fix it. Her crew had apparently lost their minds, and the system was fried, and any command that was imputed into the consoles was blatantly ignored. Kagome was sure to either go insane or get fired, and she needed this job. She had a Kagome husband, a Kagome cat, and three Kagome kids to support!

"How can this be happening…?"

~;~

Kagome blushed as she stepped away from Sesshomaru, refusing to acknowledge the predatory gaze he leveled on her. She sighed dramatically, rolling out the sleeping pelt that Ken had given her. She started when she felt a hand at her back, and she turned slowly with an uncomfortable laugh.

"Just uh… going to sleep here, Sesshomaru! Ha ha! No reason to touch me, or look at me or talk to me. I'll be going to bed now!" Kagome said awkwardly, edging herself to the very furthest corner of camp.

She just couldn't deal with Sesshomaru. She especially couldn't deal with this touchy-feely-groping Sesshomaru who was far blunter than his calmer and cooler Ice-sickle-stuck-up-his-ass counterpart. She laid out her sleeping mat, not daring to look over her shoulder to see that his eyes were boring holes into her back. Or to see that he was grinning like the cat that ate the canary. She felt his gaze upon her back like she felt his hands on her still over sensitive skin.

She bent over to smooth out the fur and shrieked as she felt something ghost over her rear. With wide eyes, she turned to look at Sesshomaru, who was still on the other side of the clearing, looking up at the moon. She turned bright red, embarrassed at her reaction to nothing (?).

With a small smile, Sesshomaru glanced in her direction, having discreetly felt her up. He just couldn't help himself: her rear was up in the air for the taking, and if he didn't have such self-control (even in this form), then he would have seen that as an open invitation to have his way with her. And what a lovely meeting that would be, he thought wistfully. The look of utter surprise that would have crossed her face, her brief look of anger, perhaps even fear… The way she would eventually moan and gasp and writhe under his imposing form… The way he would cover her tiny form completely, and the way her lips would be bruised and swollen and ripe and his for the taking. He couldn't stop the grumble that escaped his lips or the satisfied smile that surfaced on his face when she looked nervously over at him, looking like a cornered and very vulnerable animal.

Oh, how he wanted her to flee. Wanted her to run. Wanted to chase her down…

Sesshomaru rattled the bars of the cage he was trapped in, growling and hissing and spitting at his very haughty, very annoying and yet more primal side.

"Stop it! You're acting like a love-sick puppy! Stop! I demand that you get back in this cage and let me take control!" He ground out, flustered and ruffled. He was half tempted to shout at himself, but he was better than that. At least for now.

He tried to ignore the bestial laugh that was his only response to his demand. At this point, his entire being knew he was helpless – such a disgusting word, especially using it to describe the Killing Perfection – to stop anything that his beast might do. And the pit of worry in his stomach sprouted into a full grown tree of despair.

~;~

"Kagome. I know you are not sleeping" Said a smiling Sesshomaru, leaning against a tree in his favorite (non-sexual) position, an arm draped lazily over his knee as he stared at her stiffened form across the campfire. Such an adorable girl, he thought to himself.

She sat up, glaring at him, pushing her tangled hair out of her face and scowling when her hand caught in a particularly bad mass of knots. She growled, pointing an accusatory finger at his smirking form.

"Damn it, Sesshomaru! Stop looking at me! You're going to mess around and burn holes into me if you look any harder. Just… Look the other way. Or something. Just don't look at me anymore, okay? You're making me nervous. I feel like if I fall asleep, you'll eat me for dinner or something" She grumbled, letting out a frustrated sigh.

His grin was immediate. "That can be arranged, if you so desire, mistress"

And her blush was uncontrollable. "You are one sick bastard, you know that, Sesshomaru?" She huffed, rolling onto her side for the fifth or sixth time that night. She desperately wanted sleep. Was that too damn much to ask for?

"Now that is where you are wrong, little one" Insert predatory smile here, "I'm neither sick nor a bastard. Besides, you make it so fun to mess with you. And so easy too"

There was a flutter of silk, and then Kagome opened her eyes only to be met with Sesshomaru's ruby red orbs, staring into her soul. Her breath hitched, as his lips met hers in a needy kiss that stole away all sense of reason. She kissed him back as his arms slipped about her waist, his lips moving down to her neck, where he nibbled and licked and kissed and left little love-bites all along the tender skin along her jaw. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled him down to the ground with her. He purred into her mouth, his claws finding all of the little leather straps that held her clothing to her form, slicing through the small restraints impatiently.

He distracted her with his mouth, making sure that he didn't scare her away. He shifted a bit, trying not to note how his usually baggy pants didn't fit him correctly any more. Then her clothing fell away, and she was bare before his eyes, which devoured her caramel nipples and the dark blush that extended far down her chest. He moved between her legs, spreading them slightly, his mouth watering at the musky aroma of sex and lust unfulfilled that met his nose in heaving waves. He smiled down at her, his mouth closing around the already bruised, already pebbled nipple, his fingers trailing down her body before coming into contact with the soft hair at the apex of her thighs.

She moaned and gasped, not familiar with the touch of a man, especially this one. She attempted to hold completely still, she attempted to not stiffen up, she attempted not to buck her hips as his fingers found the little bundle of nerves that was normally hidden from view but now stood proudly out of her, glistening in her juices, that gave her such sinful yet decadent and luxurious pleasure. She attempted all these things, yet failed so horribly.

-;-

Each moan, gasp, sigh, and scream… Any sound that came from her mouth was greedily taken, boosting his male pride to dangerous levels. He grinned inwardly to himself.

Do you see now Sesshomaru? Do you see how soft and pliant and needy she becomes under our expert touch? Her smell and her responsiveness and that beautiful blush that is slowly covering her entire body tell both you and me that no other has touched her in this way. See how she allows us to touch her so? We could probably take her here, on the forest floor, and not a single complaint would escape her lips.

And Sesshomaru stood there, his eyes wide as she reacted better than a bitch in heat. Her smell… Her expression… How he wanted it to be him who was touching her at this point. His beast didn't adequately appreciate her. He needed to touch her. With a violent shove, he broke from his bindings.

-;-

Kagome gasped, noting through her hormonal haze that Sesshomaru's eyes changed back to their honey golden color. He ripped himself violently from her frozen form, growling at himself in frustration. He stood, and turned away from her, forcing a sense of focus to wash over his throbbing mind.

"I… I am sorry, miko. Do not worry. This will not happen again. I will be back" He said, pushing his hair out of his face, shaking his head in shame.

"Wait, Sesshomaru! What did I do wrong?" She laughed at herself dangerously, " I'm sorry. I should have known better. Sesshomaru, lying with a human, a miko? Preposterous, right?" She said, pulling her clothing back on, embarrassed and needy and upset with herself. She turned away from him, trying to keep the tears at bay, trying to get the leather straps to magically fix themselves, trying not to let his rejection of her weigh too heavily on her mind. She failed at all of these things, when a pained sob wretched itself from her being.

She swiped at her eyes, becoming ever more upset at herself. "I am so damn stupid…" She turned, running away from him. She fled, leaving behind the scent of tears, heart-ache and anger, while the scent of lust unfulfilled and arousal still hung headily in the air.

-;-

"Mother Fuck!" Cried Bossy, throwing down her hard hat, stomping around and dissolving into a full out temper-tantrum. What the hell?

"Calm down, bossy! Sheesh. And while you're at it, tell Sad to get out of my seat" Angry said in a bored manor, gesturing towards her control panel where Sad was man-handling the console, looking quite similar to a crazy lady.

"I fucking give up! Fuck you all! I don't need this shit! I quit! I am so damn tired of that damn dog and his damn ward and the damn kami always fucking with us! My life is hard enough. I don't need this shit! I quit! For all this, I'd rather work down in the throat or the stomach or nose, damnit!" Bossy exploded, walking out of the command center, before realizing that she had just walked into the break room.

"Damn wrong door. Totally ruined my dramatic exit." She grumbled to herself, plopping back into her comfy chair. She sighed, running a hand through her hair.

"Did one of you go to a porn site or something? Did you all give the system a virus?" She asked in a frustrated way.

"Well, I didn't!" Angry ground out.

"Me neither!" Chimed in Sad.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Sighed sleepy who had been ripped away from her dream by all the yelling that Bossy was doing.

"It was me!" cried Hormonally Charged, who always seemed to be on the verge of dissolving into a fit of moaning. She turned bright red, looking down at her feet shyly.

"Damnit! No wonder the system isn't responding! Damn! Now what? I don't want to blank the system, but that antivirus software hasn't worked properly since the whole, 'free video-games' episode."

"I said sorry about that a bunch of times, okay? Jeez," Complained Angry.

"Well, someone give me options"

"We could just let nature run its course"

"Are you stupid? Next."

"Uh… Well, you could go down to the main power supply and unplug her for a few seconds, and then reboot the system."

"Too much work. Next."

"You could let Hormonally Charged take the wheel"

"Let's just let nature run its course," Droned Bossy, sitting back. "I think there's nothing we can do anyway. Fuck it."

-;-

He really didn't want to chase her. He truly tried to control himself. But he couldn't. He was a predator by nature. He lived to hunt, to smell the stink of fear and tears in the air as he pounced on his prey and ripped a chunk out of its neck.

But this… This was maddening. The more she ran the more his blood pounded in his ears and the more his heart raced and the more tempted he was to throw her down and fuck her into oblivion. His beast was content to sit back in his cage and chuckle to himself, glad that he didn't have to work any harder to get the one he wanted.

Sesshomaru flew through the air, trailing her slowly, toying with her, playing with her mind, taking large handfuls of her generous rear before disappearing back into the brush. She didn't suspect a thing, but the scent of fear, and anger wafted into his nose every time he came near.

When she collapsed, he couldn't help but stand over her, his golden eyes boring into her very soul as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head up to his, kissing her in a way that belied his desire to rut her. He wanted her to know that if nothing else, her pleasure came first.

"Stand, Kagome. I want to prove you wrong," He ordered, his eyes daring her to deny him. He smiled slightly at her when she complied. He lifted up the fur that still clung to her form defiantly, before hooking one of her legs onto his shoulder, spreading her for his viewing. He heard her mumbled complaint, so quiet in the face of her embarrassment. That was blatantly ignored as he licked her little bundle of nerves that stood out of her so innocently.

The gasp that that elicited was only a boost to his male ego.

"S-Sesshomaru" Kagome said, in a needy, moaning whisper. His eyes flashed red, before he got control over himself, giving her long licks from the cleft of her ass to the tip of clit, his ears ringing as her cries of pleasure intensified. Her hands seized his head, too embarrassed to push him closer, yet too needy to push him away. It was a sinful combination, and she cried out in utter delight.

And then there were fingers. They touched her calf, then her inner thigh, then her clit. It stopped there, rubbing small circles around the little bit of flesh, teasing her into a frenzy. Then it moved lower, coming into contact with her most secret of treasures, glistening in her juices that streamed out of it in perhaps the most erotic show of need that Sesshomaru had ever had the honor to see.

At that moment, all else fell to the wayside: his quest for conquest could be put on hold, his lands could be stolen from him, the sorceress could curse him again and again, and yet, at this moment, he wanted nothing else but to make her happy. To make her cry out in ecstasy. To make her love him.

He pushed his fingers inside her gently, slowly, noting every curve, swell and contour that the inside of her had to give him. He rubbed gently, not pumping his fingers in and out, just moving them in a lazy, exploratory way that had her crying out and bucking towards his hand.

"Please, Sesshomaru!" Her throat closed up, and she was unable to make another sound, except for a pathetic mewling sound that urged him on, urged him to make her explode on his tongue and fingers.

"Please what, Kagome? Tell me what you want." He said in a cheeky way, his thumb moving to stroke her clit lightly, just barely touching it, delighting in the way that it seemed to stick out further in an attempt to have him press on it more.

"I – I don't – I can't… I don't know! Just – Just don't stop, for the love of kami!" She cried, her body arching closer and closer to him, her face twisted in a mix of need and pleasure, her hands pulling on his hair, attempting to spur him on.

He was unmoved. He continued at his languid pace, smiling at her like the cat that ate the canary.

He pressed his fingers into her as deeply as he could, the tips of his claws stroking the delicate flesh with the upmost control and precision. She cried out, her world spinning around her as her hands and arms jerked his head towards her needy body, having finally gotten over their embarrassment.

"Please, Sesshomaru! Dear kami above… L-lick me… how you were… please…" She panted, her body trembling in the little tremors from his chuckle, trying not to be too embarrassed.

"As you wish"

His tongue invaded every small bit of flesh that her lips contained. He flicked his tongue against her clit, rumbling his pleasure when she would gasp or cry out or beg him to continue. He latched onto it, sucking the bit of flesh hard, his tongue still circling the beating, throbbing swollen clit, his fingers pumping in and out faster and faster, careful of her tender insides. He lapped up her juices when she came on his fingers, panting his name, her body tensing as he continued to lick her until the waves of pleasure had diminished to just ripples of satisfaction.

She untangled her body from his, blushing softly as she righted her clothing.

He stood slowly. "Now miko, I hope you understand that your humanity has nothing to do with my desire to refrain from rutting you until you can no longer walk. Actually, it is only due to my desire to rut you in the comfort of my own castle, in my own bed that you have yet to be bent under me in the proper recieveing position and fucked into oblivion. Now, come miko. Back to camp."

He turned from her, holding her hand as he lead her back to their camp.

She thanked the kami for the dark; He thanked the kami for her blush that was still totally visible.

Whew! Well, after many a request to do a full lemon, I gave it my best. I was so excited that I finally finished this that I didn't even put it through my beta. So if it sucks, well I sorry. Btw, this is six whole pages of text in Microsoft Word (do not own. Dont sue)!