A/N: So, this chapter has some Adult Content. If you're not adult enough for it, you shouldn't even care what this story is, why the hell are you reading fanfiction about a show you likely only heard about from your parents because it's NON-CANON sequel Yashahime sucked so bad? Get over it and grow some hair! Er, I mean...Viewer Discretion Is Advised.
No, not all of the story is going to be like this. It's a, uh, how would you say it? Breakthrough moment? ;P Anyways, there's a lot more Story to this Story than just this, but this is actually a bit important to the explanation and development of the psyche of the characters.
As a reminder to anyone who didn't understand me the first time I said it in the last story I wrote, I'm not changing diddly in the way I write some of the words I wrote. I don't care if you prefer Sesshomaru to Sesshoumaru, daiyoukai to taiyoukai, or Tessaiga to Tetsusaiga. I know all about grammar and I don't care because it messes with my writing mojo. But here's a friendly suggestion: If you want, you can copy and paste the story into wordpad, use the 'replace all' function, and make it easier for yourself to read, if it really bugs you that much. What do I care? I just write it! XP
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Though in truth Sesshoumaru hadn't actually explored the maze at all before, he'd been willing to bet that would only make it easier for him to get lost and find somewhere for them to have privacy. Which was a valid assumption.
So about fifteen minutes later, they came to a large dead-end, which did open up into what one could almost call a room, and the taiyoukai smiled in relief, gesturing with his arm in a flourish.
"It's no palace, but it's not so bad here. I don't mind...volunteering My Body for plunder," the dog smirked just slightly, deliberately sweeping his arm further to flare out the blanket that was draped over him, teasingly leaving his most private area just barely covered. He was pretty sure that counted as being seductive.
However, suddenly Kagura balked, slightly hesitant. It was nearly imperceptible, suppressed and forced away with a big smile, and Sesshoumaru was sure that she expected him to miss it. It was just a split second, a hundredth of a moment, and then she was smiling again.
But he couldn't have possibly missed anything like that right now. He stopped cold and his eyes grew wider.
"Oh, I-I must seem like such a-"
"No, no, it's not that at all!" Kagura realized what had happened and hastily closed the distance, reassuring him as much as she could, "I just realized, it's so odd that it...that almost the same things could feel so different."
Sesshoumaru raised both eyebrows at her, his eyes full of questions, but sure that she was collecting her thoughts to answer them, he waited patiently and understandingly for her to continue.
"I never had a childhood, at least, not...not as I am now. There are...pieces of me, that were once young youkai, but those minds were simple and melded into Naraku. And many souls became few. My...my birth, I guess you'd say, was really the removal of a reformed soul from a darkness indescribable...a darkness inside Naraku...and being placed into a body. Naraku went a few steps further than that, though, and when he was combining souls, making bodies, he usually deliberated what to add. For me...it was always a little..."
And here she shuddered, drawing in a heavy breath, and something hit Sesshoumaru in the stomach so hard he thought he might vomit.
It wasn't an attack though. What hit him was the emotion radiating off her, intense waves of regret, fear, rage, despair, defeat, anguish-a thousand horrible feelings poured from her soul, and in that moment he felt all of it.
Kagura didn't notice this, wrapped in her own entrenching thoughts, and Sesshoumaru was shocked into speechlessness as she continued to push herself to keep talking about what she'd started to explain.
"It was more than my powers that Naraku experimented with when he created me. My body was also meant to serve him. I'd been given certain knowledge at the time of my creation, skills that, just like my dancing and my maneuvers with the battle fan, were imparted through my very soul. A part of me. So integral that even after death, it's effects are grafted into my existence. And while I...while I have desired you in ways that even my desire for freedom pales in comparison, there is also a part of me that cannot help but see the sad irony in this fate. Once again, I've been brought out of a dark place, my soul placed into a crafted body, so that I may be your woman and make you complete-"
Kagura hadn't been paying attention to his reactions until those words brought him to his knees on the ground before her, tears falling from his face.
HOLY SHIT. Kagura had NO IDEA what to think of that, and it stopped her words dead.
"Kagura...I'm so sorry, Kagura. I never wanted you to think...you are Free, Kagura. You can go if you wish, you can do anything you please, marry anyone you want to, I swear it, I never meant to just use you to-"
Without realizing it, as she'd seen him baring his heart before her, she'd started to sink to her knees slowly, and her hand cupped the side of his face ever so gently until he stopped speaking and looked back at her.
"Oh, I would never marry anyone else. It's You that I love," she whispered, and her own eyes were streaming tears.
"Kagura, are you sure? Like you said, you've only lived a limited life. If you want to-"
"Sesshoumaru, I want to be with you. I want to please you. I just...I realized that it's just very strange. It made me stop and think. That was all, my love. Don't take it to mean that I would dislike you for fulfilling your manly needs or-"
Sesshoumaru tilted his head, blinked away a few tears, then placed his finger very softly over her lips to hush her.
"You keep talking about this as if you think I'm the only one who's important here," Sesshoumaru observed quietly.
Drawing back just a bit, she blinked back at him, confused.
"Well when it comes to the bedroom, surely it's the woman's job to please her man, isn't it?"
Oh. Oh, the sad sorry pitiful things he'd overlooked! Of Course she thought that! Naraku's methods of constructing her mind, crafting the vessel that shaped her soul...he would have assured that she'd be deeply inclined to feel that way.
"No, Kagura," Sesshoumaru whispered, gently taking both her hands into his and dipping his head low to kiss them as if they belonged to a perfect divine goddess, "it's the man's job to treat a woman with dignity and respect like she deserves, and to be as fair as he can in all things, the bedroom included. And in fact, I would say that it would behoove Any man to make sure his woman's satisfaction is unmatched by anyone she can even hope to dream of. The man might Seem like the ruler of the house...but only a woman can provide all he needs to become truly great."
Kagura felt SO emotional, and she started to sniff and wipe away a few tears hurriedly, but she still let him close his fingers gingerly around one hand as she dabbed at her eyes with the other, now a little embarrassed.
"Oh, well I...Sesshoumaru, that's so incredibly beautiful of you to say. I'm...I'm So not sure what to say in return," she admitted with a little nervous laugh and a few accompanying sniffs.
"What You say?" Sesshoumaru smiled at her, scooting a little closer as he brought Mokomoko-sama loosely around both of them now, "You tell me what You want, Kagura. If you want to talk and walk for hours, or hold each other, or go and ride the air currents above the clouds, or-"
"Or have wild, crazy, uninterrupted sex with passion and vigor?" she chuckled.
Sesshoumaru studied her quietly, not entirely convinced that she wasn't still just accomodating.
"Only if that is what you Truly desire. It would...it would hurt my feelings if you only meant to please me, and it wasn't for your own enjoyment too," he said sincerely, and that finally chipped away the last touch of doubt in her.
And she smiled wide at him.
"Oh, I'll enjoy it alright," she leaned in to kiss him for a moment, after which she added, "I'll Always enjoy You."
Sesshoumaru smiled at her, then leaned himself away just enough to get a good square look at her-it did take just a bit of craning his neck the right way due to the height difference-to ask a very meaningfully emphasized question.
"Kagura, what do You want Me to do?"
It was kinda cute the way she was still surprised to hear him say that, even after they'd just spoken to each other about her sad silly notions.
"W-what do I Want? I...I guess I don't know," she admitted, and her face reddened. "I've never...been asked."
Deciding not to turn that comment into another episode of sadness, the taiyoukai [and the author] continued on.
"Have you ever had a secret desire to...to make me cater to you?" he asked, and his tone shifted a bit to sound a lot more sultry, a little husky...
Oohhh, he was turning up the heat, and Kagura felt it in the flush of her cheeks as a few images came to mind.
But she was suddenly very shy and embarrassed, so she just noised and started to mince around it.
"Mm, I've had a few vague ideas, but mostly just..."
Well, the word 'ordinary' would have been an outright lie, and she was sure that dogs could smell that...
Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow, then a hint of a smile turned his mouth upwards.
"Have you wanted to tell me how to please you, Kagura?" he asked, his tone growing a bit more smooth, a little less forceful and a little more subdued, and his posture lowered slightly as well...
Kagura's mind was right at the cusp of understanding this body language she was so unused to seeing at all, much less from Sesshoumaru, and she stared at him as her mind fumbled to find a conclusion.
For all intents and purposes, he looked and sounded like he was...becoming more submissive. Intentionally...just as his words suggested, Sesshoumaru was offering himself up to obey her.
To Obey Me.
Kagura gasped as those specific words suddenly slapped her in the face.
"You mean you want Me to tell You what I want? Sexually?"
"You won't find it so strange once you get used to it," Sesshoumaru snickered, being ever so understanding of the fact that her mind just wasn't going to latch onto the concept very easily. Like a ship without an anchor, and he would gladly wrest her boat to shore with his own might if that was what it took. But this time, it took a gentle approach, and he could be as gentle as a puppy for her, as gentle as a little lamb if she needed that.
"Get used to it? You mean you'd let me tell you what to do enough times that I'd get Used to it?"
"Oh, more than that. Enough times that even I would get used to it," he agreed with a smile.
"That truly is quite a lot, then," she giggled, then with a sigh of relief, she leaned forward and almost forcibly nuzzled herself into his chest, settling comfortably as he obliged and wrapped the fluff around them both. "I'm not sure I want to do this right away. Part of me is dying to start right away. And another part of me just wants to be next to you, to hear your heartbeat, to feel your warmth...does that bother you, Sesshoumaru?"
"Not at all," Sesshoumaru shook his head, squeezing just a bit tighter for reassurance, and they fell to comfortable silence.
They just cuddled like that for perhaps another hour before Kagura finally had collected and calmed herself enough to brave her new emotions head-on...
"Sesshoumaru, it still feels almost like a dream. I wonder how...why after, what did you say, ten years? You felt strongly enough to have loved me for so long, and yet before I died we'd never once even kissed...and now you're holding me in your arms. Not only that, you've told me that you're willing to, to let me tell you, well, to tell-"
"An easier way to put that," he paused to graze his teeth along her ear affectionately, "would be to say that I'm willing to submit to you."
Kagura blushed and let out a little cough, and he breathed a small puff of contentment across her ear.
"I s-suppose that is one way to p-put it," she stammered.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and pressed just a tiny bit more against her, and his breath rustled in her ear again as he let out a slightly ragged noise of being mildly flustered.
Oh, Kagura, what am I gonna do with you?
"You don't have to do anything you won't enjoy, and if you try something and find you don't like it, you can stop anytime. I'm going to be happy no matter what you want from me, Kagura. I'm happy that you're here with me. I even let you be the Husband, remember? You can do anything you like with me, Kagura, so long as you like it. Because I Love you. I'll let you do things to me that would shame all the men I've ever courted," he added with a soft tone, sprinkling in some humor at the end.
"Oh?" Kagura snickered gently, starting to pull out of her indecisive torn mindset and warming up to the idea as his words sparked a subject of intrigue for her, "and just how many men's records do I have to contend with?"
"None. You've already won my heart, nothing done with my body can compare."
Oh, now That was a marvelous response. Kagura felt that beaming smile spread across her face before she could even attempt to try and act casual about it and keep poking at the little joke. Oh, that was Good. What a charmer!
Sesshoumaru sniffed delicately at the nape of her neck, then took a deeper breath, exhaling slowly across her shoulders as his head dipped slightly lower. He wasn't being overly touchy, or obtrusive, just softly feeling around the edges, well within her comfort zone, completely respectful of her understandable hesitations...
Kagura couldn't take it anymore. She had to do something, soon, or she would burst.
"Sesshoumaru...I want...I want you to, to feel my body all over, to..."
He understood, and with dignified restraint, he began to undress her slowly, seeing her naked for the very first time as he carefully set her clothes to the side.
Pausing, Kagura actually caught a noise leaving her own mouth as she examined herself too. She realized that this was the first time she had seen herself naked in this new body.
She wondered if-
She smiled when looking over her shoulder revealed no hint of the spider-scar on her back.
"Whew, now that's one change I don't mind!" she sighed in relief.
"Oh? What's the change you do mind?" Sesshoumaru caught the subtle implication there.
"Nothing important, honest," she waved, but she tensed slightly.
Sesshoumaru paused, then smiled as it hit him. Her breasts, when made by Naraku, had been perfectly identical, for he was a narcissistic sculptor. Shippou, though, based it off what he'd seen as a youngster bathing with friends, and so one was slightly different than the other.
"Oh, that. Well it looks more natural that way anyhow. Actually, almost all women have a slight disparity in size."
"Almost all? Really?" Kagura raised both eyebrows, then glanced at her breasts again. "So this is...more normal?"
"Kagura, everything about you has no semblance of normalcy. You're far too exceptional for that."
Oh, wow. He sure knew how to flatter a lady when he wanted to. Kagura felt she'd never stop blushing at this rate.
"You know I...I've never been the one to, to take charge before," she said with a hitch in her breath.
Sesshoumaru could tell this was still going to be very difficult for her, but she also seemed to be very wanton, very repressed...
So she Knew what she wanted, and she was just too damn nervous or afraid to say it, due to her specific inexperience.
Sesshoumaru would have to coax it out of her then, he decided, and he deftly swept himself away from her, scuttling aside with his knees still on the ground and smiling at her as she blinked at him.
Then he struck a pose she never thought she'd see. Leaning his upper body forward, drawing his feet close to each other, curling himself slightly, and straightening his arms, Sesshoumaru took on the distinct appearance of a dog sitting on it's haunches. He was sitting on his heels and fluff actually, but the difference was slight, because the message was very clearly displayed.
He's being a Good Dog, Kagura realized. It not only made her smile, it damn near made her laugh.
"Now see, I don't know the first thing about what a Man might do to make a Woman feel special. You show me, and I'll be sure to take note for next time," she finally decided, concluding to herself that inexperience was most of her grief with the situation.
Sesshoumaru could see the sense in that, and he leaned into crawling to her on all fours, slowly, sensuously...
And he determined in that moment, no matter what, this was going to be about Her Enjoyment and Hers Alone.
Sesshoumaru paused as he drew nearer to her tense body, realizing that she had never before even understood the concept of 'consent' and was likely expecting that she had no choice but to follow along.
Well, how did he assure himself that she would know she had control?
The rapid calculations in his mind were full of instincts, speculations, hypotheses, theories, and dozens of doubts and worries. But he was bold by nature, and wise through his attention, and he hesitated just long enough to draw her focus before he placed both hands gently on her thighs.
"Kagura, promise me something," he said quietly, his serious gaze holding her unsteady uncertainty.
"Mm, what's that?" she murmured, her legs tensing slightly.
"If anything I do bothers you at all, if you want me to stop or slow down, you tell me. Promise, Kagura. I need to know you will. Because to hurt you will wound me twice as deeply, thrice more if you just allow it to cause you more displeasure."
Seeing how very sincere he was, Kagura almost laughed at the irony of this moment.
"Oh, Sesshoumaru, I promise that if it bothers me so much, I will stop you. I won't let it feel like...like you're taking advantage of me. However, perhaps physically, you needn't worry so much. I've often thought that perhaps with you, a little bit of roughness sometimes wouldn't be so bad..."
Alright, Sesshoumaru agreed silently with a smile, she's ready. He turned his gaze to the side for a moment, studying her legs as if examining a masterfully sculpted artwork, and he started to massage her thighs slowly, strongly.
Kagura knew he'd only just begun to feel around the slightest bit, yet already she felt as if she would melt. To have such a powerful, strong, and attractive taiyoukai treat her so tenderly, so attentively...she felt like a queen already.
Sesshoumaru rubbed and massaged her legs for a little while, then his face drew near to her area and he breathed on her softly, but teased at her stomach, her belly button-which he thought was awful cute of the fox to have included, the back of his mind idled.
Then he slowly raised his hands along her body, caressing her sides, her hips, the area below her ribs, then back down to her buttocks, then her thighs again...Kagura was nearly dancing in place, squirming with all of his touching by the end of a half hour. She nearly lost herself before he ever even laid a hand on her breasts or her privates, which he'd carefully and teasingly avoided.
Sesshoumaru smiled. He knew more than just a thing or two about foreplay.
"Lord Sesshoumaru..." Kagura finally whined out, her hips bucking out of urgent need and insistent reaction.
"Oh, using my title now, are we?" he noticed, highly amused.
"You scoundrel, you're taunting me on purpose," she accused.
"Indeed I am, you've caught me. I plead guilty," he said roguishly, his gleaming golden eyes meeting her red-violet hues, then added, "now that I've confessed, I suppose you'll have to punish me for my crime."
"Me? P-punish you?!" Kagura was surprised at first, but then, seeing him grin at her from his deliberately over-submissive posture on his knees on the ground with a big pouting puppy-eyed look on his face...
Well, clearly he really did love her. She couldn't imagine him being this gentle with anyone for only the sake of his own pleasure.
"Or reward me," he added as she'd grown quiet, and not letting the silence get awkward, "after all, it's up to you how you wish to train your dog."
"Oh, you, you...you silly, foolish, charming taiyoukai!" she harumphed, flustered and flattered at the same time.
Sesshoumaru just smiled. Yeah, he knew how to turn it on alright. Just because he typically acted like a stick in the mud didn't mean he was unable to fly his freak flag up to the top of the ramparts and dare anyone to steal it down from his castle tower.
Kagura, though, was still so very indecisive, and after a few more minutes of touching and feeling closer to her more private areas, Sesshoumaru put one hand firmly in the center of her back and stood slowly before gently pressing himself against her. His eyes searched hers as he paused then, her breasts squished against him, his length still carefully held away, not sure if she was yet receptive...
Kagura nestled her leg between his, pushing her hip gently but unmistakably against the underside of his length. Then, moving one hand deliberately down to graze her fingers along the stiffening cock, she smiled wide and reached up with her other hand to draw him in for a kiss.
Feeling her warm mouth pressed against his as her hand barely touched his throbbing member, he gripped her more firmly with both hands moving to her buttocks, and she arched into the movement with a firm bodily pressure of her own.
But Sesshoumaru, despite the urgency of his need being redoubled, had more reason to restrain himself than not. Kagura was going to get some extra special treatment, and Sesshoumaru was going to be sure that she knew she was worth spending the time on.
So tearing himself away with the longing filling his eyes, yearning to plant himself in her but resisting his primal urges, he lowered his head and began to nuzzle her neck, grazing her flesh with his fangs just barely and breathing huskily down her back in cascades of soft warmth.
Kagura had never experienced slow, sensual love before. It was divine, exquisite, enrapturing, and even quite maddening in it's own way. She was in the midst of trying to control her impatience, hoping for it to happen faster...yet curiously, at the same time, she hoped he dragged it out for so much longer, because she didn't want This Feeling to end.
Sesshoumaru spent almost two entire hours touching, massaging, breathing, nibbling, nuzzling, brushing, caressing, even sometimes tickling her, until she couldn't stand it anymore.
By now she was reclining on the ground and he was on all fours flicking his tongue across her nipples, which was new for her. And as he dipped his head down to tease at her belly button again, she impulsively bucked her hips, reached her hand forward, wrapped her fingers around the handful of hair near the base of his scalp, and held his face near her area with the last straw of her sanity.
"Sesshoumaru, I can't wait any longer," she whispered, and he smiled.
He'd finally done it. She was in control now. She wasn't afraid to tell him what she wanted anymore.
Obliging her, he adjusted himself a bit and ran his slightly roughened, delicately wettened, extra-gentle tongue across her folds.
And she spasmed, and gasped, and writhed, and he almost laughed at her. Though her hand had clutched and released and loosened, it was loathe to leave his head, and yet her legs trembled and kicked. She wasn't even going to know what to do with herself while he pleased her.
Taking a moment to brace his arms along her thighs, knowing he was basically dealing with a virgin here-at least, when it came to her own pleasure and when it came to this new body-he prepared to stabilize her motions and then continued his sensuous services.
Kagura had never felt so good, and the thing that surprised her the most was how the orgasm felt. She'd never even had one of those before, and yet when he continued afterwards and she had another and another and another...
After the fourth, she could no longer stand to have him simply lick and flick and tease with his tongue and his hands. She pushed herself up, and with as much assertiveness and force as she could muster amidst her star-struck love-gushing orgasm-induced hyper-euphoria, she thrust herself at him, tumbled atop him, put her hands on his wrists awkwardly as he splayed himself out on the ground and smiled at her, and then sat herself right on his waist.
"As hard as you can, Sesshoumaru, and don't you dare stop until you've emptied yourself inside me," she demanded with heavy panting breaths.
Sesshoumaru smiled, and he pushed himself inside, and she gasped, and squeaked, and then smiled. And they made passionate love for many hours yet...
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Okay okay, don't be complete perverts! Those are my Thoughts you're reading there, people ;P