Love...Has Nothing to do With This by ShadowsWeaver1
She had thought that hearing her own name flow from his lips would be something incredible, that it would make her feel desired, that the knowledge that he would recognize her in such a way would make her feel as though he was giving her respect, that he was acknowledging her, telling her of her worth. She had thought that it would make her feel powerful to know that a demon of such strength and power and unstoppable will would give this to her. She had thought that it would make her content, thought that simply having this one thing would make it so that she would never look back and regret. She had thought that it would be beautiful to hear her name spoken by his velvety voice, thought that it would be something she would never forget.
But she was wrong. Because it was so much more than that.
And when his lips claimed hers in a soft, gentle, passionate kiss, it spoke to her of even more. She knew then that she would never be brought to harm by him, knew that he would never again call her his enemy, knew that she had found something much greater than she had ever dreamed. He was telling her that he had respect for her, telling her of the immensity of his content to be there with her, to share in the intimacy that had brought them together. And he was telling her that it wasn’t the end, that he still wanted her, that he didn’t want for this to be their last time together.
Her lips trembled as she returned his kiss, so soft and sweet and filled with something she couldn’t name and didn’t want to. She closed her eyes and pulled herself closer to him, feeling him pressing deeper into her centre once again. She whimpered quietly, feeling the stinging pain that was telling her to stop, but she wouldn’t heed it. She didn’t want to.
“Stop, miko,” he told her softly as he pulled back from her lips. His hands settled on her hips to keep her from pressing forward again. “You are hurting yourself.”
“Why, Sesshomaru,” she teased with a light giggle. “I think you might be starting to take a liking to me. You sound almost worried.”
Narrowing his eyes on her slightly, Sesshomaru flexed his hands to dig his claws into the tender skin of her lower back. “Do not press me, human,” he bit out coolly. “I have not yet decided against killing you.”
Completely ignoring his threat, knowing he didn’t really mean it, and forcing her powers to only heal the new wounds he had inflicted on her back, Kagome’s lips quirked into a mischievous smirk. “Press?” she asked him suspiciously. “Like this?” Rolling her hips forward as far as she could with his hands restraining her movements, she smiled widely when his chest started rumbling in a low growl of warning. “Growl at me all you want, but don’t forget I can still feel how much you want me. And you could have me too, if you weren’t so arrogant that you would refuse to tell me if I was hurting you.”
“You presume much, miko, to think you would ever be capable of bringing harm to this Sesshomaru.”
“So what they say is true,” Kagome said with another light giggle. She winked at him. “Guys really do get stupider after sex. Wait,” she said quickly, her finger pressing against his lips. “Look.”
She reached up to his shoulder, drawing her fingers across his skin lightly. He hissed slightly at her touch, his attention immediately turned to the long lines of blistering red seared into his skin. Vaguely, he recalled that she had scratched him at some point in time, but only because he had felt his blood rush to the surface to heal the damage. But, apparently, even he couldn’t heal the burn of pure energies immediately, and she had actually left a lasting imprint on him. Scanning over his body with a more critical eye, he found that there were several more marks left on him, though none as pronounced as the ones running from his shoulders down his back.
This was a new development, and he wasn’t exactly sure he liked it. Though, apparently, while he may not have been terribly impressed that this simple human girl had managed to mark him at all, the beast within him seemed to take quite a liking to this little development, telling the miko this clearly as his arousal surged with a strong, throbbing, pulse.
She moaned softly in response, pressing herself against him as her inner muscles tightened to clamp down around him once more. “I could take my pain away,” she whispered as she settled her head down on his shoulder to keep her body flush with his, “but I’m afraid I might hurt you.” Her inner muscles tightened against him again, only this time purposefully, proving her point. “And we wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
Biting his lip to fight back a groan of desire, Sesshomaru forced himself to remain still and not relent to the incessant throbbing of his cock that was practically begging he take her again. “Your caution is unnecessary, miko,” he informed her with a low growl. “Especially considering your reasoning is flawed.”
Pulling back from her resting place against his shoulder, Kagome looked at him curiously. “What do you mean, ‘flawed’?”
With a slight shrugging of his shoulders, Sesshomaru leaned back, lifting his arms languidly to rest against the rocks edging the spring. “You assume this Sesshomaru still desires you.”
Insulted, Kagome scowled at him angrily. But, slowly, the anger faded from her expression, her lips quirking in a sight, devious smile. “Still?” she asked quietly, her hands reaching out to run up his stomach in a heated caress. She could feel the way he had tensed slightly beneath her, and it only made her smile grow. She rolled her hips forward, teasing him slow, lazy movements as she continued moving closer to him. “Do you want me, Sesshomaru?” she asked in a seductive whisper as she nipped lightly against the line of his jaw and rolled her hips forward again. “Do you want to know what it feels like to have the burn of my powers combined with the pulsing heat of my core?”
His jaw was set, the muscles running along it tensed and straining as she kissed her way upward towards his ear. “Tell me, Sesshomaru, and I won’t hold back. Tell me, and you can feel something you’ve never felt before. Tell me,” she whispered as she rolled her hips forward again. The motion caused her to stretch painfully around him, and she whimpered quietly again.
Immediately, his hands caught her hips, stilling her motions and preventing her from thrusting against him again. “Perhaps, miko,” intoned darkly as he lifted his hips in a sharp thrust that caused her to cry out in pain, “I would take pleasure in your pain instead.”
Her body trembling as she fought against both the pain and the struggle of her powers as they threatened to be released regardless of her commands for them to be kept at bay, Kagome buried her face in his neck. “You wouldn’t force me,” she chocked out in a strained voice.
She was right, and he damn near sighed. He couldn’t tell her that he wanted her, no matter how much he was aching to have her; that would just be insulting of his position. No matter how much pleasure he was receiving from her and no matter how convincing her argument, she was still only a human…
A human that had given him the most memorable rut he had ever experienced, an exhilarating chase that only glorified the prize, more pleasure in a simple touch than he had ever felt, more passion in her kiss than he had ever known, and the most staggering completion that he could even still feel in the groggy responses of his limbs.
And in her power, in her radiant light and burning purity, she had marked him, burned his skin to leave behind a lingering trace of her even after she would go, given over to him her elation and euphoria as she allowed her powers to flow into him in those moments when they were simply too immense and incredible for her to keep to herself. And it had been her power combining with his own that had filled him with enough raw energy that the healing of his arm could be done in only moments instead of the long, slow healing that wouldn’t drain his energy reserves to unacceptably low levels for any period of time.
But she was made to heal, and she gave that of herself so freely. Even now when he had threatened her, had hurt her, she would refuse to heal herself because she thought it would bring him pain. That she would even care when before this night they had been enemies was baffling, even more so by the fact that she had thought to voice her concerns knowing what his reaction would be.
And for this, he couldn’t help but wonder about this creature of light, and couldn’t help but to want her even more.
Releasing a heavy breath, he brought his arms up around Kagome’s back, holding her to him for a moment just to feel her chest lifting against his as she breathed. “Very well, miko Kagome,” he told her quietly. He paused for a moment, leaning down to bury his nose in the soft curve of her neck. “But let us do this properly.”
Slowly, careful not to let her shift against him, Sesshomaru lifted them both. He carried her deeper into the heated waters of the spring until the water came up to his chest. He knew she was still tired, that her body was betraying her desire to have more; but he also knew that in the water, with the soft salts from the rocks and the gentle heat to sooth her aching muscles; that she would be able to move more freely.
“It was your power that called me to you,” he breathed out against the skin of her neck. “Let me feel it again.”
She took in a sharp breath. She wasn’t sure this was really a good idea. He wouldn’t tell her if she was hurting him, she knew it. And now she was feeling slightly guilty for pushing him the way she had. She shook her head against his shoulder. “I can’t. I won’t hurt you.”
“I want you to.”
“What…” loosening her tight grip on him, Kagome slowly leaned herself back so she could see his face. “What did you say?”
Shifting against her carefully, Sesshomaru pulled his length slowly from her tight passage. The miko hissed in a combination of pleasure and pain, her body tensing again as she fought against the urge to heal herself. “Do not hold back from me,” he told her as he slowly pushed into her again. “Heal yourself so that I may take you again.”
“But…”
Her protest was cut off when he leaned forward to capture her lips. He wasn’t forceful or demanding, he didn’t try to press her into it or even sweep into her mouth with his tongue. His lips moved over hers as smoothly as the water surrounding them moved across her skin; soft, gentle, but so passionate that her body once again was taken over with the heat of desire.
He groaned deeply in response, flexing within her in painful need to move against her soft heat. “Would you still deny me, Kagome,” he breathed out silkily as his tongue swept out to cleanse her lips of the moisture settled upon them, “even knowing how much I want you?”
“Sesshomaru…” her quiet whisper of wonderment wavered when her eyes finally met with his.
The golden oceans of his eyes were depthless, swirling within in waves of molten heat; his passion, his desire. But there was something else as well; something darker, clashes of amber, cold and hard, likes rocks upon the shoreline where the waves of gold would crash in sharp glints of crimson fire.
A silent tear slipped slowly down her cheek when she realized what she was seeing, because she knew that none had even seen something like this from him before. It was his fear, and he was letting her see it. Not of the pain she would cause him, because he was willing to let her cause him pain, because he wanted her to; but because he wanted her and he feared her rejection.
She lifted a trembling hand to the side of his face, trailing her fingers delicately across the crimson red markings cutting across his skin to mark his heritage. He turned into her touch, his eyes hooding slightly as he simply let himself feel.
“For you,” she whispered as she leaned closer to brush her lips against his, “because I know that only you could ever be strong enough.”
She breathed in deeply, her eyes slipping closed as she called up her power. It pulled against her to make her let it out. It was explosive and wild, demanding its release once called forward. But she forced it still, forced it to remain within her, forced it to listen to her call. All around her, the blue light danced across her skin, shifting and rippling in waves of pure heat and radiant power. But even as she called more and more of her sleeping powers to wakefulness, still she held them back, contained them within her body.
Her skin began to glow, the light flushing of her skin being taken over by the white light building just beneath the surface. And when her eyes slipped open again to focus on him, he could see the light within them as well, ignited just behind the crystal surfaces of sapphire blue, alive with a blaze and glory that was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
“This is the light that sealed the Shikon.” Her voice was soft, distant, the coursing of her energies spreading it through the space between them like a ripple through water. “And I offer it to you Lord Sesshomaru, Taiyoukai of the West. Take me for your desire, and for my own. Let the burn of our passion rival that of the rising sun.”
“You give me your passion.” His voice was deep, tarnished with the thick rumble of his youkai spirit as it surged in response to her light. His body had been surrounded with whipping crimson fires, red and black bleeding together and crashing against her barrier of her radiant light. There wasn’t a part of him that couldn’t feel her, couldn’t feel the heat of her power or the wake of white-hot pleasure that accompanied it.
“But I would have all of you.” Pulling her tight against himself, he filled her completely with every inch of his heavy cock, experiencing everything she could give him. As he slipped out of her again slowly, a hissing growl broke out of him when he felt the cold burn of the water as it brushed against his aching shaft. Not being able to help himself, he pressed quickly back into the blazing heat of her core, the sound of his pleasure rolling past his lips in a long groan.
He pulled her closer to him, dipping his lips to take hers, to taste her sweetness, to feel more of her heat. She moaned softly against his lips, her legs tightening around his waist so that she could pull herself against him. She rocked her hips forward, trying to take in more of him, to shift him within her, to fill more of her need.
When she shifted again, no matter how slight her movement, he could feel the cold burning against him every time he was robbed of her heat. Every time he would force himself back into her, not thinking he was able to hold back the fires if she wasn’t taming their wild dance.
They rocked against each other slowly, both lost in the swells of energy and in the blazing heat of the other, both wanting, needing to feel the presence of the other with them. The water surrounding them began to glow with their power, liquid fire so hot it burned white, a shining star settled upon the earth. The sun had crested over the horizon, sweeping the land with the light of a new day. But the soft glimmer of golden light against the surface of the spring’s water went unnoticed by the two beings entangled together, lost in each other’s passion.
“Sesshomaru…”
Her tiny whimper broke through the hazy layer of euphoria clouding his mind. He brushed his lips against hers in a tender kiss. “I know, Kagome,” he soothed her quietly as he pressed himself deeper into her core. She stiffened against him, but he held her firm, forced her just beyond the edge that she had been teetering on for so long.
She whimpered again, her arms and legs tightening around him to brace herself against the power of her release. When it hit her, her entire being surged with wave after wave of blazing heat and devastating power. Her body trembled against him, her grip on him tightening as she sobbed quietly in sheer bliss.
His breathing stopped as her pleasure washed over him in the rippling waves. “Ka…gome,” he choked out just before his control wavered beyond restraint. His fangs drew out, his jaw stretching to accommodate the change. With a pained release of breath he forced himself out of her, trapping his length between their bodies. He was panting heavily as he leaned into her neck, his control over this form almost gone; and he knew that the moment he found his release he would loose it completely. “Do not…fear me,” he panted breathlessly against her as his jaws opened, his teeth pressing lightly into her skin.
“I would never fear you,” she whispered in response, pulling him closer still, pressing the molten heat of her core to surround the base of his throbbing need.
A strained growl was ripped from his throat when he finally hit his peak. His power snapped around him in a sudden surge of unstoppable might. It drew up, surrounding them both, trapping them within the inferno. The mighty howl of the beast was heard in the dance of those flames, wild and free, it called out over the land.
She could feel it as his body shifted against her, pulling away, though not by any movement he had produced. He was changing, dispelling the form that he had taken, and regaining his true self. His fangs were brushing along her skin as they drew further and further apart, but he never hurt her, never allowed the razor edges to break her skin even as he lifted her from the water.
Gasping softly, Kagome reached out to him, but her hands landed in a soft pad of silken silver fur. Her breathing quickened in exhilaration. With wide eyes she took in the sight of the soft fur under her hands, following it along the upper line of his jaw down to the massive fangs that were cradling her weight as he lifted her. When she heard a light whining noise coming from him, her breath caught and she turned her head quickly.
Thos eyes…so close that she could feel the burn of the crimson fires as they raged. But beyond that, beyond the fire and the fury, she could still see the wash of gold, so corrupted by the dark flashes of crimson it glowed eerily green
“Incredible.” Her voice was hardly a whisper.
His eyes darkened slightly in response to her awed whisper, and Kagome could have sworn that she saw….
“AHHH!!!” She screamed out in shock the instant she felt his tongue shift beneath her. “No! No!” But his only response to her protests was a low, choppy shaking in his massive chest, and she knew, without a doubt, that he was laughing at her…again. Still, that didn’t stop her from screaming out her protests when he wrapped that long, wet tongue around her body and used it to pull her away from his teeth.
With another low, choppy growl of amusement, Sesshomaru settled himself down on the lush grasses of the clearing, lowering the miko to rest against his foreleg. She tumbled onto his fur, landing on her hands and knees.
“That was so gross,” she scolded him as he rubbed her hands against his fur.
Sesshomaru, however, had hardly heard her. He was too busy watching her legs and ass as she busied herself cleaning the rest of her body against his fur. His lips lifted in a feral motion that revealed the deadly lengths of his glistening fangs. The miko was so distracted mumbling to herself, that she didn’t notice the way he had leaned into her. She did, however, release a startled squeak when his tongue slipped out of his mouth and ran firmly up her legs, across her bottom, and up along her back.
“Stop that!” she shrieked in embarrassment as she threw herself against his fur, pressing herself deeply into its softness while keeping her eyes trained on his movements. She scowled when his only response to her was an arrogant snapping of his jaw. “Don’t test me, puppy,” she warned him, her voice sharp and hard.
Tilting his head slightly the Inu regarded the little miko for a moment. Decided, he released a slight huff of indifferent air, and leaned into her again.
Kagome watched him carefully, waiting for her chance. When his nose came just within her reach, she snapped up and cracked a hard slap against the sensitive piece of exposed flesh. He yelped slightly in shock, but the sound was immediately replaced with a low growl. It rumbled through his entire frame, making Kagome shiver lightly when the vibrations reached her.
She didn’t know exactly what he was saying, but she did know she didn’t like the sound. “I’m sorry,” she whispered meekly as she drew her arms to wrap around her chest.
His growl instantly stilled. With a soft sigh, he leaned into her again, nudging her to lay back with gentle pushes of his snout. Once she was settled, he rested his head down against his paw. But his sight he kept trained on her. He twitched his ear slightly, pulling it forward to cover his little miko. She giggled lightly as the soft fur glided across her skin, but she understood the gesture and grabbed ahold of the silken fibers and pulled them down to cover herself.
Sighing in dreamy bliss, Kagome snuggled herself down into the soft warmth of her Inu. But as she closed her eyes to prepare for rest, she couldn’t help but release a light giggle. “Sesshomaru?” she asked quietly. He grunted in response, and she giggled again. “You do realize it’s morning, don’t you?”
With a long, drawn-out sigh, Sesshomaru nodded his head.
It was morning, and he had spent the entire night with the miko. But he had yet to have his fill of her, and something told him he never would.
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I can’t….get this story…out of my head!!! I keep telling it to stop assaulting me with such…ahem…inspirations. But, apparently, none of my muses are listening to me anymore, and, apparently, all of them seem intent to throw my mind into the gutter…repeatedly. *sigh* maybe I should just accept the inevitable and make a home for myself there. I hear it’s actually not such a bad place ;P
And now I must beg for forgiveness for making use of a well practiced falsity for the simplicity of writing. When using the condom in the beginning of this piece, while giving a technical explanation for its use, I intended it only for a plot device. The fact remains that should you engage in sexual intercourse without the protective barrier of a condom, you are opening yourself to all the repercussions of sex even if the male does not complete his release in you, and that includes pregnancy. So, thanks to Tana-san for pointing out that I may be helping to spread the ignorance of such things. It was not my intention. I still stand by the use of protection and birth control, and am simply glad that I was able to somewhat give light to this sorely neglected precaution in mediums such as this.
Well, anyways, I’m off for now.
Sweet dreams everyone.
Shadow