Have anyone have problem with confidence? I do, and dann, it's so freaking hard to gain it. Oh well, that's life. I am working on it so… Yeah, just feel like saying, no big deal or no meaning behind it.
Anyway, finally got this chapter up! Yay... it took me a long time to finally write this story again. I can't believe I wrote this. ^/ / /^ it could be considered mild to some people while it is graphic to others. Me, if it were reading, I could stomach anything no matter how gore or graphic it is. But when it comes to writing? I can't believe that I wrote this chapter, lol. Thanks for all the great responds to this story and please keep reviewing. I think this story should end next chapter. I don't know if I would make it longer or not. Let me know what you think. :D now, enjoy.
PS. Just in case you wondered why Sango is not in here, it's because if Sango were in here, Rin would not ask Miroku to kiss her. Sango and Miroku has not meet each other yet :D
Smpt: mischievous is fun :D But it seem like I can no longer fooled those who have been following me for a while. I guess I would have to come up with something else ^_* by the way, I'm glad to see you around. A while ago I was wondering where you have been :D
Her lips were once again locked with his; their tongues twisted, tangled, and battle with each other. She put all her anger and frustration into it, kissing him as if she was going to kill him.
Rin sat straddling on Sesshomaru while he was on his back. His back was on his king size bed, and Rin was on him. Yes, she was on him!
She would not lose this time! She would win and put an end to this craziness. And when she said craziness, she meant it.
Since the time she declared to Sesshomaru, thinking he would stop his nonsense, everything had backfire. She could no longer find peace in her own home because it had been filled with tension. And not just any kind of tension, but sexual tension.
Could you believe it? She of all people had to face with this craziness. She who had not had her real kiss until last week was now going all tongued, touching feeling with Sesshomaru.
She cursed inwardly, trying to dominate Sesshomaru with their kiss, but he would not have it.
She had forgotten how much Sesshomaru hated to lose. Because she declared that she would eat him up if he did not stop his with stupid assault, he now no longer disguised his intention by pretending and openly seduced her. Every day she found herself being pin by him somewhere while his tongue working down her throat. How did it happen, she was not entire sure, but somehow it always ended up the same.
No, she knew exactly how it happened. She often ran off when he seduced her, but felt irritated by his satisfy looked knowing he was laughing at her for running away. His punishment game then continued. Once she was angry enough, she would return to him and played him at his own game to show that she was not afraid only to run away again. But she refused to let it goes his way this time. She was taking control.
Sesshomaru's hands were on her hips, slowly feeling her up from under her shirt. His hands left trails of hot sensation on her bare skin making her body felt as if it were on fire. This was nothing new to her anymore because often than not, she winded up half naked under him; on the conch, against the wall, or any surface he that found convenient at the moment. It was crazy! She still felt lightheaded from the sensation any time he touched her that way.
Rin was breathless, but refused to pull away from the kiss. His hands toyed with the ham of her shirt, slowly lifted it up and let the cold air teased her skin. Rin shuddered slightly at the fact. She could feel his smug smirk on her lips.
From reflex, her hands flew to stop his, breaking off their kiss. Their eyes held with intensity that could burn while waiting for their opponent to make the next move. Most of the time, this would be the moment where Rin broke of and dash away from him angrily knowing Sesshomaru was the victor. But not this time!
The petty girl's hands that were still on his gently guided him and pulled the shirt up, watching closely for his reaction as she exposed her skin to him.
Her eyes glimmered with satisfaction as his widened from surprise, watching her slipped the shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. He did not expect her to be so bold. She swung her head to the side to get her longed hair out of the way.
Suddenly she found herself nearly nose to nose with Sesshomaru. He had sat up. He stared so intensely into her eyes that she felt chills ran up and down her spine. She had to suppress the urge to shudder as her breath begun to hitch. And so was his.
He was excited!
She gasped, nearly jumped out of his lab feeling the reaction of his body. She mouth went dry. There was no doubt now that he was turned on. This part of him was new to her. She felt her confidence wavered.
Sesshomaru kept on staring at her, daring her to get off. His face was as calm as cucumber despite the fact that his body had betrayed his expression. This somehow pissed her off. If she got off him now, she would never be free. This would start all over again.
Rin drew in a heavy breath, almost painting, her mind felt clouded with nervousness, anger, but also with excitement and sensation. She could hear her heart thumped loudly in her ears as it sent hot blood throughout her veins. Despite the warning of the rational voice in her head to get away from him, the determine side of her that refused to lose made her kissed him.
He hesitated. Yes! She squealed inwardly, but her joy was short life. His hesitation last but for a second and he started kissing her again. She was hoping he would get cold feet and stopped this craziness, but she was wrong. Even so, she refused to back down before he did this time. Not this time.
She pushed her hands against his torso, feeling the tone muscle that was hidden underneath his expensive shirt. His body tensed, but he did not stop kissing her or pulling way. She felt her way down, gasped the ham of his shirt. Her hands gently slide the shirt up thinking that might freak him out, but to her disappointment, he anticipated and helped her take the shirt off. Their kiss broke, but only for a short moment enough to slip the shirt free, his lips found hers once more.
The kiss was no longer field by heat of anger, but still passionate. His kiss was dominate, yet almost tender at the same time. She liked kissing him, she would not lie. It almost made her head swim with pleasure.
She froze when she heard the zipper of her plants being unzipped. The button had come undone. Sesshomaru paused at her reaction as if waiting for her to stop him.
Just tell him to stop, she told herself. Anytime she did, he would let her go and this time would be the same, she knew.
But she wanted this to be over. She was tired of being toyed with. She knew he laughed at her any time she ran away with tails between her legs, and she could not let him have that satisfaction again. If she stopped him now, he would tease her again tomorrow, the next day, and the day after that. It was time for this to stop.
Rin lifted her hips up so the paints could easier be taken off. Of course, this surprised Sesshomaru. He stared at her in slight disbelieve. If he were not so stoic, his jaw would have dropped, but since he was Sesshomaru, his face almost appeared passive. Still, she felt satisfied at his shock despite the fact that she was now left with only her underwear. He looked confused, and almost pleading. Pleading for her to stop him.
Not a chance!
She wanted to roll her eyes. Pride! Because of his stupide pride he would not admit defeat even when he wanted to stop this. His eyes sent her the silent pleading to make him stop.
Normally she would not mind letting him win, but she had had enough of his bullied. This time she would take it into her hands. All he had to do was admitted defeat for once and walked away. The game would be over.
Her anger intensified when she thought of all the suffering he had put her through this past week. The anger made her daring; she moved to his stomach, grasped his zipper, and undid it, holding his gaze all the while. She almost shuddered at the intensity of his orbs staring back at her as an unidentified emotion an across his handsome face. His jaw tensed as if fighting to control something. He wanted this to stop, she mused. The pleading looked that could easily been missed by others because of his stoic face was still there for her to see.
Tell me to stop then! Rin screamed in her head knowing that was exactly his thought too. But she refused to let her frustration shown knowing he could take advantage of it.
When Sesshomaru did not move, her anger increased. She would force him to admit defeat this time and leave her alone.
Holding his gaze, she slowly pulled his pants off without difficulty, revealed the boxer underneath. He put up no resistance and lay on his back slightly. Now both friends were down to their underwear. She could not read his emotions, but the battle of will continued. Continued even when his gaze made her shuddered with chill, yet felt steamy hot at the same time. She refused to look down at his boxer because to be honest, the sight of it made her blushed and nervous. Also, the knowledge that she was nearly naked in front of an excited man made her cheeks burned.
Suddenly she felt shy and turned away from his powerful gaze. The urged to stop this and walked away grew stronger by the seconds.
She felt gentle fingers touched her cheek and turned her face to him. His fingers felt hot, leaving her breathless. How could he have so much power over her with just a simple touch?
She watched his face leaned toward her in a slow motion; his eyes were on her lips, made it clear he would kiss her there and if she did not wish to, she had to stop him. A part of her wanted to tell him to stop, but another part was anticipated with excitement remember how good those lips made her felt. The awaited of his lips almost felt agony from the slow pace he took. Finally, their lips touched.
For the brief moment, they touched before he pulled away. She felt as if she had kissed him for the first, the feeling of unsure, hesitation, asking for her permission as if he was afraid she would not want to be kissed. The atmosphere had changed.
His lips touched hers again, still testing, before it came for her the third time. She opened her mouth to welcome his kiss, embraced his touch. She grasped his neck and moved her face to meet his, moving her lips against his.
This kiss felt different. It was tender as if he was kissing his… lover.
She remembered asking him to kiss her like a lover and this was exactly how she would imagine it to be.
His lips trailed down her neck, kissing with skills she never knew he possessed. She moaned shyly as he lowered her to the matrix of his bed, kissing her all the while. She felt her bra unhooked, but her mind was too clouded to care.
His kissed started down her neck, lower and lower down south with each kiss, awaking the sensation she never knew exist. Her body arched and moved with instinct. She heart thumbing inside her ribcage, feeling so wrong yet so right. His lips stopped just above her underwear, looking up at her. His hands grasped the last piece of her clothes. Without it she would be as bare as a new born. Her cheeks heated up at the thought.
He was waiting for her consent, she realized. All she had to do was nodded her head or gave him any kind of sign that she was okay with it. His gaze had darkened, so dark with lust that she felt a wave of chills washed through her. For the first time she realized he was a man. She always knew he was a man, but she never saw this side of him. The side that would never be shown to a friend and only to a woman. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought and her breath hitched to another notch. He was looking at her as if she was an irresistible desert. She felt hot blood cursed through her beings.
She would not mind giving him her first time, a voice spoke in her head. If she had to give herself to someone, Sesshomaru was not a bad choice. He was her friend and would never do anything she did not want.
But would she go there?
They had come so close, too close to crossing the line. A part of her told her to forget about reasons. Her body wanted him. She wanted to know what it would feel like being with him as a woman.
But what would happen to them after the line was crossed?
There would be no turning back then. If by asking him to kiss her made him so angry and made things to turn out this chaotic, what would it do to them after they slept together?
Would he sleep with her if she agreed to it?
Looking into his eyes, she knew he would.
Was all this to punish her?
Her body told her to stop thinking and go with the flow. Allowed him to take her to the world she had never been before. Her body wanted it and so was his. But was that the right thing to do? He was her best friend.
"Sesshomaru," she whispered his name, almost sadly. Her eyes fluttered close. They had taken their childishness too far. "What do I have to do to end this?" she asked tiredly opening her eyes.
He looked at her, his expression was unreadable. For a moment she wished she knew what was on his mind.
"I'm sorry. Whatever I did that offense you so much, I got it now that you are angry with me because of it. Just tell me and I won't do it again. Please stop with this punishment." She pleaded. "I missed the old days when I can just come home and relax. Sitting next to you and enjoy the day. My life is already complicated enough as it is. If you are my friend, please don't make it anymore complicate. I want things to return to the way it was. I want my friend back."
Her life was not that of a fairytale. She had a book to write, glades to keep up, and living to make. If she failed any of those, she would be out on the street.
Since the day she had asked Sesshomaru to kiss her, he had made it so hard for her to consternate and live her life. She could not write nor could she study. He made it impossible for her to think.
She had asked him nicely to stop, she had yelled at him, threatened him, pleaded with him, and any other ways she though would make him stop toying with her, but nothing had worked so far. She had grown tired of this. She did not know how to make her friend understand just how complicate her life already was without him helping to make it worse.
Without any expression, Sesshomaru came to lay by her side. The room filled with long tiring silence until Sesshomaru spoke up.
"It's already too late."
Her head snapped toward him, confused and hurt. What had she done so wrong that he would no longer want her as friend?
Sesshomaru however stared at the celling as if it was the most natural thing to do, ignored her stare.
"I like this girl for the longest of time." Sesshomaru started. She did not know where he was going or what it had to do with her, but decided to listen all the same. If it would make him happy and stopped bullied her.
To be honest, she was surprise that it was a love topic of all things. He never discussed his love life with her, with anyone.
"I knew she was not ready for a relationship. I knew she has too much in her plate to deal with. So I decided to wait. Waited for her to be ready, giving her the time she needed. But then one day, I realized no matter how long I waited, she would never notice me.
"I had never felt threaten before knowing she has no interest in men. Not yet. But one day, she just went and asked some guy to kiss her. It pissed me off. I realized if I did not do something, get a tight hold on her, she might slip out of my grips into some unknown man's hand. I refused to let that happen." He spoke as if to no one and kept staring at the ceiling. His deep voice was as emotionless as ever.
That's why you were so angry at me? Because some chick kissed some guy? What friend are you to take it out on me, she thought in frustration. She could not believe him!
But it made sense why he was so angry at her to ask for that kiss. It reminded him of the girl he liked. Still, it was not her fault she did not know and she did not deserve the misery he had put her through.
As angry as she may be and as wrong as she thought he was, she would let Sesshomaru finish the story. If she interrupted him now, she might never get to hear it again.
"That's why I did anything in my power to make her notice me. 'Look at me', I had said with my actions.
"But can you believe it?" he finally turned his gaze to hers. His voice was still cold and indifferent. "She is so dense that she didn't see anything even after all the hints and things I did to her."
Her gaze softened with sympathy. She never thought that even Sesshomaru could have an unrequited love. Poor him. But what surprised her most was the fact that he was a romantic type. He must have really liked this girl.
"I'm sorry Sesshomaru. I didn't know you have a girl you like. But it's her lost that she doesn't see a great guy like you." She tried to comfort him.
"I'm not giving up on her yet." He told her.
"She must be really beautiful." She smiled, looking up at the celling again, imagining the girl he liked. Someone who could disturb the indifferent Sesshomaru so much must be a special person. Sesshomaru kept his gaze on her.
"Hn."
Peaceful silence filled the room after that. Rin almost felt like the old days laying there quietly with him, forgotten the stage of their nakedness.
"Sesshomaru, I could understand why you were angry with the kiss, but you should never say that we can't be friends again so easily. I'm hurt you know." She told him, feeling hurt that he would cut their long friendship just like that.
Sesshomaru closed his eyes and sighed.
"She is dense. So, so dense." He murmured. There was no other way but to be straight forward with her.
Sesshomaru opened his eyes and flipped on top of her in one smooth motion. His arms blocked each side of her while his longed hair formed a curtain around them. His face hovered at arm length above hers. Rin looked lost and confuse, wasn't sure what he was up to.
"Things can't go back to the way they were. It's already too late." He leaned down and gave her forehead a chase kiss.
"What are you doing Sesshomaru?" Rin frowned. She thought they had come to an understanding, but he was still toying with her.
"I don't want to be your friend," he whispered and he kissed her lips, "Do you still don't understand?" he was kissing his way toward her neck.
"I want you," he kissed a sensitive spot, his warm breath made her skin tinkled as his soft lips gently blushed her neck, awoke all the cells in her beings. She gasped, and froze at that sentence. Sesshomaru also stopped and came back to hover over her.
"Look at me Rin."
Her heart nearly stopped. To say that she was shock was an underestimate. Rin gulped. She finally understood.
"Please tell me you are joking," she asked in a very small voice. If this were one of his planks, she surely would kill him. Sesshomaru's head dropped lightly next to her neck.
"I would never joke about something this important." He said in his monotone voice, but nearly sound tired. She knew he spoke the truth. He was way too serious and would never take things this far if he was not serious.
"Me? I didn't know." She confessed. "I mean look at you. You could have any woman." She was anything but pretty.
"Then let me have you." He turned his face sideway, dropping his body next to her.
"I…" she did not know what to say. Her voice would not come out. There were too much for her and she could not think.
"You don't have to answer me now. Take as much time as you need to think it over. I won't rush you. But do not take too long. I refused to wait until I'm an old man."
"…Okay." She answered, still feeling shock.
"And don't go asking anyone to kiss you again." He almost glared at her. "Those lips are mine." His voice was cold, but the possessiveness in it made any smart comeback she planned to answer vanished. She blushed at the memory of their kisses and her breath hitched lightly. She avoided his eyes because for some reason she suddenly felt too shy to meet his.
"Go to your room Rin." He told her. "I know I won't force myself on you, but with the stage that you are in, I can't promise I won't try to seduce you." He said half-teasing, half-serious.
Rin's face turned tomato red at that statement remembering her nakedness. Her hands flew to cover her chest as she scoped off the bed as if her behind was on fire.
He was dangerous!
She had experienced first handed how affective his seductive skill was. She would have long lost her virginity had he truly wish to deflower her. He could have easily taken her when she felt so overwhelm with sensations that her brain stopped working. However Sesshomaru never wanted to take advantage of her. He always gave her a choice, gave her a clear head, well clear enough to think a little, to choose if she wanted to take things farther or not. All he wanted was to be noticed.
Rin stood awkwardly, red face.
"Goodnight Sesshomaru," she said and rushed out of the room, did not bother picking up her clothes. She could not bear being exposed to him another second. She had clothes in her room.
"Goodnight Rin," he answered after her form. He lay still on his bed, missing her warmth. His eyes gently shut. He needed a cold shower.
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I have taken this whole week to write this story. Finally finished it. (supper happy) I might come back to rewrite or do spelling check on it. Goodnight.
Monday, April 28, 2014