Wow, what a hot chapter 16 was *sweatdrop*
well, it only gets hotter.
This is pretty much all lemon.
So sit tight and make sure a cold shower is close at hand ;)
Chapter 17
"Miko," Sesshomaru asked as she lead him up the steps to his room.
"Hm?"
"Where can I bathe in your house? I would like to freshen up," he said.
No, his beast teased. You would like to cool down.
He ignored it's crude laughter and waited for her reply.
"There is a shower in your room. I'll show you how to use it," she said. She grabbed a towel from his dresser and lead him to the door he questioned earlier.
The washroom was totally different than in his era. It was all tiled, which he liked, and it had many strange looking things.
"Okay, quick lesson. This," she said pointing to one of the things that resembled a stool, "is a toilet. We don't relieve ourselves outdoors anymore so you use this. Open the lid like this," she said demonstrating. "You sit and do your business. Push this knob to flush it." She flushed the toilet and he was intrigued in the loud noise it made.
"When you're done using it, you can use this sink to wash your hands, like a basin. Turn the right knob for cold water, and turn the left for hot. Turn them together to adjust the temperate however you like," she said turning them.
"Here is where you bathe. The water comes out of this spout, and you adjust the temperature just like the sink. Right for cold and left for hot. Make sure you close the curtain other wise water will splash everywhere. In these bottles," she said pointing to the ones placed in the corner of the tub, "are shampoos and softeners for your hair. The white bottle cleans it, and the purple bottle softens it. You only need a little amount…" she stopped herself looking at his long hair. "You should probably use this much," she said making an O with her fingers.
"Miko, I do believe I'm familiar with hair product," he said laughing at her rant.
"Oh fine, now you don't need my help. Good luck," she said passing him the towel.
He grabbed her wrist before she could get away and shut the door behind him.
"What are you doing? My parents are home," she gasped as he towered over her.
"What does it look like?" He tilted her chin up so he could kiss her softly. She responded instantly by scooping her arms around his neck. He lifted her effortlessly and set her on the sink counter. He deepened the kiss and opened her legs so he could fit against her. She moaned when she felt his nearness to her center and shivered against him. He pushed against her further and lifted her blouse off her.
What they were doing was dangerous and bold, and she was thrilled by it. Her mother's room was right down the hall, but she just couldn't care less. She pulled back from Sesshomaru for a minute and walked out. He watched her grab a rectangular thing and turn on the box with moving pictures. She turned up the sound and set the thing back down. She turned to face him and he saw her breasts in full.
They were perky and pale, with a rosy areola. Her nipples were hard from cold and excitement, and were begging for his lips. He pulled her back into the bathroom and put up another sound barrier just in case. He placed her back on the sink and kissed her neck lovingly.
One swoop of Kagome's hands and his shirt fell to the floor. As he continued to kiss her neck and lips, she grew more courage and fumbled with the button on his jeans. Deciding to let her do it on her own so he wouldn't scare her, he waited for her to undo the button. When it snapped open, she pushed his jeans to the floor with a thud. He stepped out of them and kicked them towards the door.
He knew he was rock hard, and he knew he had a lot of things to be proud of including that, so he didn't want to scare her. He stood back and allowed her to taste him with her eyes before he pressed on. Finally her eyes locked on his underwear and they nearly popped out of her head. She sweat dropped and felt an incredible blush rise to her cheeks.
"Oh," was all she could say as she turned her eyes away. He stepped up to her and stroked her cheek gently.
"Remember, don't fear me and don't be ashamed," he told her. She saw his eyes though. He was asking not to be frightened by him, in anyway. He needed her trust and her acceptance of him.
"I trust you," she whispered against his hand.
"Good," he said leaning into her again. He kissed her softly, this time pressing himself against her. The both shivered at the contact and felt the lust nearly consume them both. Kagome wrapped her petite feet around his strong thighs and twisted her ankles to keep him there.
He loved how her body asked for more and he was more than happy to comply to its wishes. He kissed the under part of her chin, lifting her head up. He made his way down his neck and suckled the skin softly where her cleavage started. He traced his sharp teeth over the rise of her left breast and kissed the rosy skin encircling her nipple. She inhaled sharply and pushed herself against him, not knowing what her body was asking for, but wanted it nonetheless.
He licked her nipple lightly and felt her jump in his arm. He liked that reaction so he circled his lips around her tight peak and tugged and flicked it. She was arching her back and moaning as if she were in heat. Her body felt like it was on fire and that Sesshomaru was adding more wood to burn. Each kiss, lick and tug was drifting her body to a place she couldn't have imagined.
Sure she'd masturbated before. What 21st century girl in Japan hadn't? But this was entirely different. And she was in heaven. He moved his hand to her core, and stroked lightly over the garment she wore over it. Her body stilled and tensed at his touch and she wasn't sure what to do. Her eyes shot to him and her breath stilled. He felt her tense against him and he pushed his cheek against the side of her head and murmured into her ear, trying to relax her. He knew she was never touched there, and she felt as jumpy as a deer.
Doe, he thought silently. She reminds me very much of a doe.
Eventually her body relaxed as he stroked her cheek and placed light kisses on her shoulder. He stroked her again and this time felt her body move with him. He moved through the fabric and found her nub of pleasure, stroking it slowly and exaggerative. She bit down into his shoulder to keep herself from moaning too loud, and he didn't like that at all.
"Scream for me miko, there is a sound barrier and no one will hear you. Your sounds of ecstasy are only for my ears," he cooed to her. She was thrown over the edge at his words and arched herself against him tightly. She squeezed him with her legs, allowing his finger to stroke her to a mind-blowing place. When he felt her garment soak with her wetness, he easily shred it off of her.
She was stark naked for him, bare and completely vulnerable. She mad a move to cross her arms over her chest, but remembered his words about feeling ashamed, so she placed her hands on the edge of the sink and shyly glanced at him. She saw him take in her sight and her timidity. He beamed at her and the lust in his red eyes was enough to tell her that he desired her.
He leaned forward and kissed her softly before leaning to her ear to whisper, "I won't take you tonight, but I will show you the pleasures a woman should feel."
Her body shivered as he pulled away from her and set her onto the floor of the bathroom. It wasn't very spacious. But it was enough to fit them comfortably in it. The coldness of the tile made her skin taught and her nipples erect and he brought his lips to them, paying homage to each rose bud generously.
As she was rocked with the sensations on her breasts, she didn't noticed his hand slide down her stomach until his finger rubbed against her bare clit. She gasped loudly and nearly climaxed. Her groin was aching with so much pain of wanting to be released that the slightest touch could send her flying. He waited a moment so she could relax again, refusing to bring her over that edge. He stroked her hair and kissed her belly softly.
When her breathing was normal again, he traveled his kisses down her stomach and stopped at the top of her groin. He pulled back to look at her closely. She was completely hairless, unlike the women of his time, and her scent was heaviest there. It was musky and smelled like spice. He buried his nose against her and breathed deep. He had never smelled anything as divine as her.
She shuddered when she felt him intake her scent and she reached up to grab her hair. She was going mad. They were in there for only minutes and her body was screaming already. It took her at least 15 minutes to get herself to this point on her own. And it wasn't as intense as this. Never.
Suddenly, she felt a warm tongue slide over her core and she moaned out loudly and propped herself on her elbows to look at him. His amber eyes stared into her soul as he slowly licked his way up and back down. She shuddered when she felt him dive his tongue a few centimeters into her core to taste her fully and threw herself back against the tile. Her legs automatically opened to him and he took her invite willingly. He flicked his tongue over her clit, sending shivers throughout her body. He loved the sound of her moan echoing against the walls of the bathroom and he decided to take her a little farther.
He took one of his clawed fingers, and very carefully stroked the outside of her entrance. When he felt more of her juice flood onto his hand, he, torturing, slid his finger into her tight core. She screamed out and convulsed against his tongue and finger. He wanted to push her further, so he curved his finger upwards, and stroked that spot within her.
Madness. All she felt was madness. She couldn't feel the floor and she forgot to breathe. All she knew was the feelings he was stroking in her and the spinning of her head like a turbo carousel. She wanted to feel more, taste more, smell more. Her senses were heightened and she just wanted more.
He felt her need and wanted nothing more than to comply. He stroked her faster, not breaking her maidenhead. His tongue worked her clit in speeds she couldn't describe. She felt herself being pushed to the edge and prayed that it wouldn't stop.
He kept on licking and stroking, and soon she was thrown into an intense orgasmic bliss. Her body raised off the floor, her ears became deaf, and the shivers that wracked her form felt more like earthquakes. Her whole body danced for him and he made sure he licked up every drop of it. Her body spoke to him, and he whispered back. Pulling his finger out of her, he licked it clean and then made his way up her body, kissing and stroking.
Kagome came down from her high, and she was able to see again. Knowing he was the first to get such a reaction out of her stroked his ego beyond repair. Her head was still spinning as she breathed out shakily, "Ses…Sesshomaru…"
"Shh," he cooed to her. So beautiful.
Standing, he turned on the water like she told him how to and brought it a little cooler than room temperature. He lifted her with his arm and placed her against his body, allowing the water to run between them both. She felt her body cool down and her high faded. She looked up at him with fascination in her eyes when she realized what she had just done.
Sesshomaru, the Ice Prince, had just thrown her into the best orgasm she had ever dreamed of having. She blushed deeply and then startled at his loud laughter.
"All this and you are still shy? You are a strange onna, miko," he told her kissing her forehead.
She looked down and she saw he was still rock hard. Deciding he was right about being shy, she wanted to do something very daring. She looked him in the eyes, which immediately silenced his laugh. He was curious as to what she was plotting in that head of hers so he watched her closely. She leaned forward to him and kisses his Adam's apple slowly. He lifted his jaw to her and allowed her to do as she pleased.
He felt her hands caressing his body, from his chest, to his stomach, his back to his bum. He felt wonderful under her fingers. What he didn't expect, was the next thing she did. Suddenly, her hands closed around him and he felt himself jerk in her grip. He pulled his face back from her and locked his gaze with her. She kept his gaze as she slowly stroked his huge member, running her fingers over the head and across his shaft. She noticed that he was circumcised, and figured it was some demonic ritual, since it was unusual for a Japanese man.
He continued to throb in her hands and broke his gaze and allowed his head to lean back. She twisted and rotated, stroked and rubbed him to bliss. He thought it couldn't get any more wonderful, until he felt her moving.
He glanced down at her and saw her kneeling in front of him. She gave him a look that told him to trust her and he watched what she was going to do. She focused her eyes on his member, actually getting to see it for the first time. It was the first time she had ever seen a real one, let alone touch it. But she had read enough stories, gossiped enough with friends, to know exactly what pleases a man.
She rubbed him up and down with her hands, stroking him, making him throb more. Then she saw his wetness escape his head and she was extremely curious. She let one of her fingers touch it, and she pulled her hand back watching the web it created. She glanced up at him and his eyes were burning red. She focused on his manhood again and saw more ooze out. This time, she touched it with her tongue.
Sesshomaru was thrown back against the wall and his body tensed like stone. No one had touched him like that before. All the youkai bitches had sharp, long teeth that could hurt him, and they thought it was below them to perform such an act.
But her was this onna, completely different than he had ever known, doing what no one had ever done to him before.
Kagome felt encouraged by his reaction and pressed her lips against his head, tasting him. He was salty, but not to a point of disgust. It actually tasted alright and she wanted more. She opened her mouth and stuck his whole head in. He moaned loudly and grabbed a fistful of her wet hair.
His mind was blown and he loved it. She flicked her tongue over his head as her lips moved up and down his shaft. She used her hands to twist around the parts she couldn't reach. Each one of his moans gave her more courage as she got more into it. He began unconsciously moving his hips against her and he wanted nothing more than to pick her up and pound into her.
But he held back, for her. Instead, he allowed her to lick him to climax. He felt himself tighten and his eyes were glowing red. "Ka-go-me," he breathed out. She understand what he was trying to say, and she wanted it. She continued to stroke him further and further until she felt him completely still.
He screamed her name into the bathroom and erupted in her mouth. She tried to swallow all she could, but there was so much, some of it poured out of the corner of her mouth. She sucked and sucked, until she felt him finish. He collapsed against the wall of the shower and she allowed his member to plop out of her mouth. The water streaming down her face washed away what she couldn't swallow, and she looked up at him from where she was still kneeling.
He bent forward and lifted her up quickly, pushing her against the cool wall. He kissed her deeply, passionately, and thanked her with each kiss for what she did. They could still taste each other on their tongues, but it didn't bother them. They were completely lost in the moment, and lost in each other.