As the bright sunlight streamed through the open window, she slowly blinked awake, greeted by the warmth of the morning rays. With a yawn that escaped in a high-pitched melody, she attempted to stretch, only to find herself unexpectedly restrained.
Confusion danced in her eyes as she realized that Sesshomaru, in his slumber, had somehow managed to entwine his arms and legs around her, pinning her down in an affectionate yet confining embrace. Trapped in the tangle of limbs, she couldn't help but wonder how she had ended up in such a cozy yet perplexing predicament with the enigmatic demon lord. As she pondered her next move, the gentle rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was still deeply asleep.
As she turned in his arms. Her fingers delicately traced the intricate patterns of stripes adorning his cheek, lost in the mesmerizing texture beneath her touch. Unbeknownst to her, his eyes fluttered open, quietly observing her with a warmth that mirrored her own affection.
With a soft smile gracing her lips, her voice barely above a whisper, she confessed, "I didn't realize you were back, Sesshomaru."
"This one promised to return to you," he replied, his words carrying a quiet determination that resonated through the air.
Sesshomaru shifted, enveloping her in his embrace, the warmth of his fur cocooning her. A flush spread across her cheeks as she found herself pinned between him and his soft fur. "Is everything alright with your General?" she ventured, her fingers continuing their gentle exploration of his stripes. "Is he in danger? Shouldn't you go to him?"
He buried his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent deeply before emitting a low growl. "This one asks that in the future, you refrain from asking about other males when this one is with you."
Blushing furiously at the insinuation, she met his gaze, a playful glint in her eyes. "You sound jealous," she teased, only to be met with a steely stare that left no room for misunderstanding.
"This one has no reason to be jealous," he retorted sharply.
Despite his serious demeanor, Kagome couldn't help but giggle, his warm breath tickling her neck as his claws danced lightly along her sides, hidden beneath the fabric of her shirt.
"This one prefers his intended's attention to be solely on me," he declared, his possessiveness evident in his tone.
Though she hailed from the modern world of the twenty-first century, there was something undeniably primal about the way he spoke of her belonging to him. The notion of being owned by him sent a wave of heat coursing through her, igniting a fierce arousal that mirrored the intensity in his crimson eyes.
Their lips met in a fiery collision of desire, each kiss a testament to the passion that burned between them. With a large hand grasping her neck, he pulled her closer, while the other dug his claws into her waist underneath her shirt.
Her eagerness caught him off guard as she practically melted into his hold, the anticipation crackling in the air between them. With a teasing flick of his tongue, he traced along her bottom lip, exploring the depths of her longing.
As their tongues entwined in a dance of desire, soft sighs of pleasure escaped her lips, mingling with his own. His hands, now trailing down her hips, held her close..
Breaking away from the scorching kiss, he peppered tender kisses along her jawline, each one eliciting a shiver of delight. Behind her ear, his lips found purchase, sending electric waves of pleasure coursing through her body, fueling the fire that consumed them both.
"Oh… Sesshomaru…" Her moan escaped in a fervent whisper, her fingers tangling in his silken hair as she tightened her thighs around him, a desperate attempt to quench the ache pulsing through her body.
"Tell me, Miko, what do you desire?" His voice, a sultry murmur, trailed down her neck, his lips teasing and tantalizing as they moved towards the sensitive junction of her collarbone, his fangs grazing against her skin with a lazy, intoxicating rhythm.
"I want yo—"
"LORD SESSHOMARU!"
The heated intimacy between them shattered, dissipating like mist in the sun, as the shrill call of his loyal imp demon tore through the air. Kagome watched in dismay as his crimson eyes, once filled with passion, now blazed with a fury that promised retribution.
It was a look that spoke of murder.
Kagome whimpered, "can't we ignore him?"
They had been interrupted three times now in the span of less than 48 hours, it was starting to grate on her nerves as well.
"He lacks social ques," was his only reply, his claws flexing as though he imagined killing the small imp demon. "Get dressed koi, the others will be here soon as well."
Reluctantly, he disentangled himself from her, his gaze lingering on her disheveled form before he departed the hut with a low growl, leaving Kagome to gather her wits and compose herself.
As she hastily packed her belongings and changed into a soft, long-sleeved blue dress, Kagome emerged from the hut to find a scene of chaos unfolding. Jaken lay pummeled on the ground, prodded with sharp sticks by Rin and Shippo atop Au-Un, while the others stood around Sesshomaru, their expressions grave.
"What happened?" she inquired, her heart heavy with concern.
"Princess Abi attacked another village last night," Sango explained, her voice laced with sorrow. "No one survived, the entire village was razed to the ground."
"Was it the village where the refugees were seeking shelter?" Kagome pressed, her mind racing with worry.
"Thankfully, no," Sango replied with a sigh of relief. "But they speak of a 'Holy One,' they are seeking refuge there. But from the direction they were heading leads me to believe that it might be a trick as it leads towards the mountains."
"Then let's not waste any time," Kagome declared, striding towards Au-Un and securing her backpack to his saddle bag. The dragon nuzzled against her affectionately, its warm breath brushing against her skin.
"We must hurry if we are to catch up with them," Inuyasha urged, his hand tightening around the hilt of his sword as he scanned the horizon with a determined gaze.
"How is it that we haven't located the nest yet?" Sango's frustration was palpable, her voice tinged with impatience.
"If Princess Abi is collaborating with Naraku, could he be shielding the nest with a barrier?" Kagome mused, her brow furrowed in contemplation.
"Ha! His barriers won't stand a chance against me," Inuyasha boasted confidently.
"That's all well and good, but first we need to locate the barrier," Shippo countered, her irritation evident.
"Enough bickering, we need to focus," Sesshomaru interjected, his voice cutting through the tension with authority.
Their search led them to a group of weary villagers making their way towards the supposed sanctuary of the enigmatic Holy One. Each mention of this mysterious figure sent a shiver down Kagome's spine, a sense of foreboding settling in her stomach. And it seemed Sango shared her unease, though their reasons for concern may have differed.
"No one has laid eyes on this Holy One," an elderly woman among the villagers lamented with a heavy sigh.
Inuyasha scoffed incredulously. "So you're staking your lives on mere hearsay?"
"The Holy One's identity is always veiled, and they communicate solely through attendants. No one knows their gender or age," a weary man explained, adjusting his pack.
Sango's expression darkened with concern. "Are all the villagers in the region gathering at the Holy One's location?"
The man nodded solemnly. "Yes, they believe seeking refuge there is their best chance at survival."
"Then we must hasten our pace," Sango declared, turning to the group with a sense of urgency. "I fear Princess Abi may target them next."
With a shared understanding, they quickened their steps, their resolve steeling against the looming threat of tragedy. But their journey was interrupted when they stumbled upon a group of demon birds assaulting villagers along the mountainous path.
"Gather together!" Kagome's voice rang out, her hands moving swiftly to erect a protective barrier around those closest to her. With practiced precision, she drew her bow and arrow, unleashing a volley of shots towards the attacking demon birds.
Meanwhile, the others sprang into action, dispatching the creatures with a ferocity born of necessity. Kagome stole a moment to glance at Sesshomaru, admiring the fluid grace with which he wielded his poison whip, protecting the children who huddled behind him. Despite the chaos, he remained a picture of serene strength.
"He's breathtaking," she thought, momentarily mesmerized by his effortless skill.
"Inuyasha! Hakudoshi!" Inuyasha's enraged cry shattered the moment, drawing Kagome's attention to the confrontation unfolding between them.
"Inuyasha," Hakudoshi taunted from atop the demon horse Entei, his weapon at the ready. "It's been too long."
Their clash was short-lived as the skies darkened with the arrival of hundreds more demon birds, their shrill cries piercing the air with a sense of impending doom.
"Their nest must be nearby!" Kagome shouted, her arrows slicing through the air with deadly accuracy.
"It's strange," Sango remarked to Miroku and Kagome from her perch atop Kirara. "Hakudoshi and Kagura are merely observing. They're usually more aggressive."
"I agree, something isn't right," Miroku concurred, his brow furrowing in concern.
Suddenly, realization dawned on Kagome. "They're buying time for Princess Abi," she exclaimed, her heart sinking at the implications.
"You catch on quickly, priestess," Hakudoshi sneered down at her. "You'll be too late. Princess Abi is on her way to the Holy One's village as we speak."
"You started the rumors!" Kagome accused, her anger bubbling to the surface.
Hakudoshi chuckled darkly. "As if I'd bother with such trivialities. There is indeed a Holy One nearby, but it is the villagers who have elevated them to godhood through their fear of death. We only came to pay our respects." His tone was sinister, and sent a cold chill down her spine.
Inuyasha unleashed his Wind Scar in a desperate attempt to break through Hakudoshi's barrier, but to no avail. The barrier held firm, mocking their efforts.
"You fool," Hakudoshi taunted. "Your attacks are futile against my barrier."
Determined not to be outdone, Inuyasha's Tetsusaiga pulsed with red energy as he prepared to unleash his ultimate attack. But even the power of the red Tetsusaiga proved ineffective against Hakudoshi's formidable barrier.
As the dust settled, they were left staring in despair at the unyielding barrier before them.
In a desperate bid, Kagome gritted her teeth, her resolve hardening as she notched an arrow and aimed it directly at Hakudoshi. With a determined smirk, she channeled her reiki, infusing the arrow with a vibrant purple-pink energy before releasing it. The arrow soared through the air, effortlessly piercing through Hakudoshi's barrier with a satisfying crack.
Inuyasha wasted no time, unleashing his Wind Scar with ferocious intensity. The powerful attack tore through Hakudoshi, reducing him to small, scattered chunks, blood painting the air in gruesome splatters. Kagura swiftly caught Hakudoshi's head, a grim reminder of their fleeting victory.
"Kill that priestess!" Hakudoshi's enraged snarl reverberated through the chaos, his eyes blazing with fury as he directed his anger towards Kagome.
Caught off guard, Kagome barely had time to react as the demon horse lunged at her, its jaws snapping shut around her form before launching into the sky. "SESSHOMARU!" she cried out in alarm, her voice carrying desperation and fear.
"Kagura, it's time to go!" Hakudoshi commanded, his urgency evident as he prepared to retreat.
But Inuyasha, fueled by righteous fury, leaped after them in a valiant attempt to intervene. Yet his efforts were futile as the demon horse barreled into him, sending him crashing into the unforgiving mountain.
Amidst the chaos, all eyes were fixed on Kagome's plight, oblivious to the transformation unfolding nearby.
Sesshomaru's aura surged, a whirlwind vortex of power enveloping him as he snarled up at the demon horse. The Dog demon's form shifted. His eyes blazed crimson, his features contorting into that of the fearsome beast he truly was. With a flash of pink light, he hurtled towards the cliffside, his impact shaking the very earth beneath their feet.
In his place stood a towering dog demon, the size of a small mountain, its silver fur adorned with magenta stripes and a prominent crescent moon on its forehead. Its eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty and savage hunger, fangs dripping with lethal green poison.
"Sango! Miroku!" In a voice laced with urgency, Inuyasha called out, "Get those villagers to safety! Sesshomaru's poison will kill them if they remain here!"
Heedless of the danger, Inuyasha scrambled to higher ground, avoiding the noxious cloud of poison emanating from his brother's jaws. The air crackled with tension as they braced themselves for the battle that lay ahead.
Lunging forward on his haunches, Sesshomaru, in his formidable true form, snarled ferociously as he pursued the elusive demon horse. Despite his imposing size, he moved with a deceptive swiftness, yet Entei still managed to outpace him with ease.
Kagome's anguished scream pierced the chaos as Entei's blunt teeth sank into her shoulder, drawing blood. The scent of her injury reached Sesshomaru's heightened senses, igniting a primal fury within him. With a mournful howl that echoed through the air, he unleashed his pent-up rage.
"Sesshomaru!" Kagome's cry broke through his fury, her voice a beacon of reason amidst the turmoil.
Drenched in her blood, she mustered her strength, seizing an arrow from her quiver and infusing it with her reiki. With a desperate thrust, she drove the arrow into Entei's flesh, eliciting a pained release as the demon horse relinquished his hold, sending Kagome tumbling through the air.
Inuyasha reacted with lightning speed, leaping to her rescue and catching her before she hit the ground. Cradling her gently in his arms, he carried her to safety atop the nearby cliff.
"How badly are you hurt?" he asked, concern etched into his features as he surveyed her wound.
"I'll manage," Kagome replied with a forced reassurance, though her hiss of pain betrayed her stoic facade as she gingerly touched her injured shoulder.
As they watched, the mountain trembled with the force of Sesshomaru's relentless assault on Entei. In his true form, he had gained the upper hand, sinking his lethal fangs into the demon horse's flesh, injecting his potent poison into the creature's veins.
With a morbid fascination, Kagome witnessed the gruesome spectacle unfolding before her. Sesshomaru toyed with Entei, allowing the horse false hope of escape before ruthlessly tightening his grip, inflicting untold agony upon his adversary.
"Sesshomaru," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.
At her call, his gaze snapped to her, the wildness in his eyes momentarily receding. Without hesitation, he lunged forward, seizing Entei in his powerful jaws and shaking him violently from side to side. Blood sprayed in a macabre arc as the demon horse succumbed to the onslaught of poison, his body disintegrating into scattered chunks that scattered across the mountainside.
He landed in front of them, the mountain shaking from his large frame. Something passed between Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, who nodded before turning to Kagome.
"I'm glad your safe," he patted her on her uninjured shoulder, causing Sesshomaru to growl.
"Oh get over yourself you damn dog," Inuyasha rolled his eyes before taking off in the direction the others had gone with the villagers.
He gently lifted Kagome by the back of her tattered dress with his teeth, carrying her effortlessly through the night sky until they reached a secluded forest clearing near a serene river. With a low rumble, Sesshomaru set her down gently on the soft grass, his crimson eyes never leaving her form.
As she attempted to move away, he let out a soft whine, a hint of urgency in his demeanor. Sensing his unease, Kagome turned to him, reaching out a tentative hand to soothe him. "Sesshomaru?"
Responding to her touch, he nuzzled into her backside, his silent plea for her presence unmistakable.
"Sesshomaru," she murmured gently, her voice infused with tenderness and concern. "I need to tend to my wounds. I can't ignore them."
His growl conveyed his reluctance to let her go, his protective instincts kicking into overdrive at the sight of her injury. With a sigh, Kagome winced as she grazed her injured shoulder, the blood still seeping from the wound.
In a sudden flash of blinding light, Sesshomaru transformed into his humanoid form, his eyes still ablaze with crimson intensity. Without a word, he reached out to her, his claws deftly slicing away her torn dress, revealing the wound beneath.
Yelping in surprise, Kagome tensed, ready to protest, but the sensation that followed left her speechless. His tongue swiped across the wound with a gentleness that belied his fearsome appearance, his actions a blend of instinctive care and primal possessiveness.
A shiver ran down her spine as pleasure and relief washed over her, mingling with the pain of her injury. With each lick, the wound began to heal, the soothing touch of his tongue erasing the ache and leaving behind a tingling sensation in its wake.
Once satisfied with tending to her wound, Sesshomaru turned away from Kagome, shedding his kimono and offering it to her as a makeshift cover while the tattered remains of her dress hung loosely around her hips.
"Thank you, Sesshomaru," Kagome expressed her gratitude, swiftly tying the kimono around her waist and stepping away from the shredded fabric.
"This one is filled with regret," he began, his voice heavy with self-condemnation. "You were captured and wounded."
Moved by his remorse, Kagome rushed forward and embraced him from behind, resting her head against his back. "I have faith in you," she murmured softly, her words a gentle reassurance. "You will always protect me. That's a fact I've accepted and will live by."
"Koi," he began, but before he could continue, Kagome's sudden surge of anger cut him off.
"No," she interjected firmly, her arms tightening around him as she shook her head. "You protected me. You defeated Entei and healed my wound. It's over now. Just turn back into your true form and hold me, please."
Sesshomaru fell silent at Kagome's words, his gaze softening as he turned around within her embrace, his piercing eyes meeting hers.
"You aren't terrified of this one's true form?" he questioned, his confusion tinged with a hint of amusement.
Kagome met his gaze unwaveringly, her expression serene. "Why would I be?"
"Did this one not scare you on our first meeting?" he pressed, searching her face for any sign of fear.
Resting her chin on his chest, Kagome looked up at him with unwavering blue eyes. "Not really," she admitted, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Even though you had tried to kill me then, seeing you in your true form didn't scare me any more than you already had. If anything, the urge to pet you made me forget my fear that day."
A rare flicker of amusement danced in Sesshomaru's eyes as he listened to her words. With a gentle brush of his hand, he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "You are an interesting woman, koi," he remarked, a hint of warmth creeping into his typically stoic demeanor.
"Did that worry you? That I would fear your true form?" Sesshomaru's question carried a hint of vulnerability, his golden eyes searching hers for reassurance.
Kagome couldn't suppress a giggle at his admission. "Yes," she admitted, her laughter softening the seriousness of the moment.
"You laugh at this one," he remarked, a slight frown creasing his brow.
"Not at you," Kagome clarified, her smile tender as she leaned up to kiss him gently. "I just hadn't realized that I had such a hold on my mate that he would hide his true form from me in fear that I would be scared."
Sesshomaru snorted in response, a mixture of amusement and affection evident in his expression. His claws wrapped around her hips, pulling her flush against him. "I am glad you find amusement in such things, my little miko," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion.
In that intimate moment, as Kagome and Sesshomaru stood entwined in each other's embrace, Kagome's heart swelled with gratitude for the deep bond they shared. As she melted into the safety of Sesshomaru's arms, a profound sense of contentment washed over her, filling her with a reassuring certainty that she was exactly where she belonged.
"Please transform into your true form," Kagome murmured softly, her cheek rubbing against his chest as she maintained her unwavering gaze on him.
"As you wish, koi," Sesshomaru responded with a gentle nod, leaning down to press a chaste kiss against her lips before gracefully pulling away from her embrace.
Stepping back, he underwent a transformation, his humanoid form dissipating into a shimmer of light as he reverted back into his magnificent dog demon form. Towering over Kagome, he lowered his massive head, his wet snout nudging against her affectionately as he sniffed her presence.
Giggling at his playful antics, Kagome affectionately patted his sleek fur. "Who's such a good boy?" she teased, her words met with a glare from Sesshomaru, though his tail betrayed his true feelings as it wagged in response to her praise.
As Kagome gazed upon Sesshomaru in his true form, a mixture of awe and trepidation swept over her once more. It had been years since she had witnessed the raw power and majesty of his formidable nature. Despite the primal fear that lingered in the depths of her consciousness, she couldn't help but be drawn to the undeniable allure that emanated from him.
Standing before her, Sesshomaru exuded a mesmerizing blend of beauty and danger. The moonlight bathed his silver fur in an ethereal glow, accentuating the vibrant hues of his magenta stripes. With each graceful movement, his powerful muscles rippled beneath his sleek coat, adding to his imposing presence.
A surge of heat pulsed through Kagome's veins, igniting a primal fire within her that mingled with a forbidden desire. Despite the inherent danger that lurked within his lethal embrace, she found herself irresistibly drawn to him, captivated by the raw power and intensity that radiated from his very being.
Feeling a surge of affection for Kagome, Sesshomaru let out a soft whine, a sound of longing and yearning that resonated deep within him. With a gentle yet firm grip, he used his teeth to delicately pull her closer to him, drawing her into the protective circle of his massive body.
Curling himself around her, he enveloped her in his embrace, his warm fur providing a comforting cocoon against the cool air. His presence was both reassuring and overpowering, his sheer size dwarfing her as he cradled her close to him.
As Kagome nestled against him, she felt a sense of security wash over her, knowing that she was safe within the embrace of her powerful demon lord.