InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Corruption of Innocence ❯ Damsel in Distress ( Chapter 1 )

A Corruption of Innocence

By: Memories Void

Disclaimer: None of the characters involved in this fic belong to me. They were created by Rumiko Takahashi.

Author's note: Okay so this is basically a "porn without plot" a.k.a PWP… Meaning most of it is lemony, so if you are under age for reading such material please click the little back button and be on your way. Also it involves a three-some between Sesshoumaru, Kagome and Kagura. So, if that offends you than don't continue reading, if not then by all means go forth and read this smuttiness and be kind: leave a review.

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There were tears in her eyes, he noticed as she walked towards him. Her arms were crossed over her chest, hiding her breasts from his gaze. But besides that he could see every inch of her pale skin. Thick ebony hair fell in gentle waves down to her waist framing her innocent round face. The color of her eyes was stunning; a cerulean blue that was magnified by the moisture gathered there. A small dainty nose gave her a childish look, though she was indeed young, around 15 years of age if he were to guess. She had a slender neck that sloped gently down to her shoulders, to her thin arms and small, fine-boned hands which were now covering her chest. His eyes continued the path downward to her slim waist, then the curve of her hips, past her sleek thighs, licking his lips as his eyes centered on the unruly patch of hair between her long legs and thinking of what was hidden there.

By the time he was done with his examination of her body, she was standing not even a foot away. Since he was kneeling upon a cushion his eyes were level with her navel and when he leaned forward to rub his nose against the silky flesh of her abdomen, she whimpered and would have drawn back if not for the claws gripping her hips.

Giving his signal that he wanted her to kneel he tugged gently on her hips and guided her down slowly. It was evident she did not want to be here, much less follow his orders. Nevertheless, she obeyed cringing when his rough tongue traveled up her body, poking into her belly button and further up between her breasts. For that one moment, she pulled her hands to the side, away from her breasts to allow him access, not knowing what punishment would come to her if she did not let him do as he wanted. Then, his lips came into contact with her collar bone and then to her neck she once again covered herself.

Now here she was, seated in some demon's lap, her legs straddling his and a terrifying hardness pressed against her. The only thing she had to be thankful for was that he was still dressed. His hands were still holding her hips, but one of them moved down to her thigh, the thumb touching that secret part of her that was meant for only one person. This demon before her, he was certainly not that person and so she tried to pull away.

"They won't pay a ransom!" she shouted, "not if you ruin me."

Finally, he pulled away from her, his golden gaze fell upon her flushed face.

"Ruin you?" he questioned, "How would they know whether or not I've had you? Surely you would not tell them? They would disown you then, but if you kept your mouth shut…"

"Of course they would know! If I went back and was no longer a virgin, it would be obvious."

He nearly laughed. Her, a virgin? It must be a joke.

"You've been married two years and you're claiming to be a virgin?"

The girl just frowned, and turned her head away from him to look at some spot on the wall. He smirked, moving his hands up from her hips and past her ribs to hold her shoulders. Her body was flushed, from her cheeks right down to the tops of her breasts, which was all he could see of those delightful mounds of flesh, since she still had her arms crossed.

"Tell me," he ordered, nipping at her throat. If it was possible, she became even more rigid.

"He's only ten," she whispered, "his father died two years ago and in order for him to keep his father's land he had to marry… and well… it's ridiculous for an eight year old to marry so not many were willing to give up their daughters. But I'm the second daughter of my family. I was expendable…"

It seemed like there was more anger in her now, than fear. Sesshoumaru, whose mouth was still pressed against her neck, chuckled. Being the emotional girl that she was, Kagome tried to push him away and stand. But alas, it was to no avail, for he held her tightly around the waist and now he could see everything. The chuckle died from his lips as his mouth descended to one tender nipple, teasing it with his tongue.

Try as she might, there was no way to move her arms. They were now pinned to her sides by his tight embrace. She made a low, despairing sound that was almost a moan as she continued her fruitless struggles.

It took but one moment and a single word for him to tame her. "Stop," he ordered, and to the surprise of them both, she did. For a few more minutes his lips and tongue continued to lavish her with attention. With his mouth upon her chest he could feel every one of her heavy breaths. He could even hear the rapid beating of her heart. When he finally pulled away he was pleased that she did not try to cover herself again. Instead, he found her hands resting limply on her thighs.

"So, you are untouched," he stated, tracing her spine with the backs of his fingers. Truly, she did have such smooth skin that it served as a distraction. He wondered at how silky she would be within as well, when coated with the moisture of her pleasure. The thought caused him to shiver a bit.

The girl, however, said nothing and he was torn between wanting to take her… and being able to use her to meet with the ends of his original goal. She was once again looking away from him and it heated his blood to receive such inattention from a woman. Growling a bit however, made her turn to him with wide, frightened eyes. There he was, once again stuck into that feeling he so dreaded-indecision. Those eyes! He could make her beg for him with those eyes; twin liquid pools of heat that would shout, even if she remained silent. But was the taking of a single woman worth the ruin of so many nights of planning? He needed time to think on this.

Somehow, his hands had ended up upon her rear end, and giving her bottom a firm squeeze, his mouth once again traced the curve of her breast. Gently, he began to suck on the flesh. He heard her sharp intake of breath as well as felt it. When he was through, he was quite pleased with himself. There, marring her milky skin was a discolored spot of purple. Moving his hands to her womanly core, he let his fingertips brush against her nether lips. The evidence of her own desire smeared against his fingers.

"You enjoyed this, did you not?" she gave no answer.

When he looked down at her, he noticed the nervous way she was chewing on her bottom lip. Did he make her worry so? Did she fear for her innocence? It was a wonderful feeling, to hold this girl's destiny in his hands as firmly as he held her flesh in his hands. Although he was far from done with her for the day, he would allay some of her fears to rest.

"I will not damage your innocence this night." he told her. The change was immediate, she stopped chewing on her lip and her shoulders relaxed as well as a sigh of relief escaping her.

That was not to say that he would not be finding relief for his aching member. For what male would not have become aroused by such foreplay as he had shared with the girl? He had plans, and just thinking of them made his stomach tighten further in desire. Moving them both to a standing position, he picked his captive up and fairly tossed her onto his futon. Immediately, she grabbed for the blankets and covered herself. From her feet up to her nose, nothing could be seen but her vivid blue eyes, her forehead, the tips of her ears and some of her thick, dark hair. It was amusing to say the least.

As Kagome lay there, wondering what was to happen now. She watched as he moved towards the shouji screen, sliding it open and there sitting demurely was a young woman. A servant, or so she supposed by the simple cotton clothing. He spoke, though from her position she could hear none of what he said. It all sounded like mumbles. There was a murmured reply, the other girl bowed and the door was closed.

Then, the demon once again turned to his captive. Licking dry lips, Kagome began to panic when she saw his hands removing the sash that held his haori closed. `Oh Kami, he's undressing! What do I do?' she though and instead of watching, she ducked completely under the blankets.

She was unaware of how much time passed as she was under that blanket, probably no more than a few minutes, though they seemed like hours to her. Then, there was the sound of the screen sliding open and then closed again. A voice. A female voice, spoke.

"You called for me, Sesshoumaru-sama?"

Thinking that since the demon's attention would be on the other woman, Kagome took the opportunity to take a peek. `Oh, no! What's going on?' He was looking at her, though now his lips were attached to those of the woman who had entered. For the moment, all she could see was the back of the woman's head. Her hair was up in a simple bun, though it was decorated with a few feathers and she had the elven ears of a youkai. Before she could once again take shelter beneath the blanket, his gaze caught hers and she was unable to move. Something about his eyes trapped her, held her, body and soul. She could feel a flame burning in her cheeks as his claws ripped at the demoness' kimono.

They moved towards the bedding, the very bedding she was laying in! Panic seized her. Sesshoumaru's eyes were hidden from her when he moved to whisper into the woman's ear. Kagome took this moment to curl into a fetal position and once again hide in the blanket. Closing her eyes she began to chant a silent mantra, `This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This isn't happening.'

But that hope was soon dashed from her mind when she felt and heard movement upon the bed clothes. She could feel the heat from the two other bodies lying next to her. Before she could even begin to draw away, which indeed had been her plan, the blanket was tugged off of her and she let out a frightened yelp. Now, there were two demons staring down at her in amusement. Both completely nude, which was just as well since they now matched her state of dress.

Her eyes shut tightly and her hands came up to hide her reddened cheeks. She was sure that her entire body must be flushed by now. A hand, soft and feminine traced the curves of her body and Kagome could not help but shudder delightfully against the touch.

"My, but aren't we shy?" the demoness asked and Kagome could feel warm breath against her neck. Before she could even begin to consider formulating an answer, someone had grabbed her wrists and laid them on either side of her head.

"Open your eyes," that was the voice of Sesshoumaru. Much to her dismay she obeyed him.

The first thing she saw, were a pair of crimson colored eyes, framed by a beautiful, if a bit angular face. The demoness, who was now straddling her, without actually putting much weight on Kagome's abdomen, smirked.

"She has beautiful eyes, Sesshoumaru-sama. Wouldn't you agree?"

The demon just grunted and much to the young woman's mortification began to fondle the demoness' breasts, squeezing the ample mounds and tweaking her nipples. She watched in fascination and horror as the woman's mouth fell open and let out a moan, though her eyes were fixed on Kagome's.

The fear must have been evident in her eyes because the demoness' next words were perhaps meant to soothe her. Though the tone in which she spoke it was so low, and sexual in nature that it just served to make Kagome more uneasy. Then again, how else would any woman talk while in the throes of pleasure?

"You… ugh… you shouldn't be... mmm… afraid." The demoness groaned out. Both pairs of demonic eyes were locked onto Kagome and she couldn't move or speak. In fact, she could hardly breathe. The air seemed thick and heavy.

"Enough talk, Kagura," Sesshoumaru stated, pulling her off of Kagome.

Smirking, Kagura batted Sesshoumaru's hand away and once again leaned over the human girl.

"You see? Don't worry. I'll take care of Sesshoumaru-sama… and then, I'll take care of you as well," Kagura spoke in a low seductive tone. It was spoken like a lover's promise, and to seal the deal, the demoness leaned over and kissed Kagome. It was soft, but filled her with warmth and before pulling away, she had briefly slipped her tongue between Kagome's lips.

"Meanwhile," Kagura said as she turned to the now impatient demon, "you can watch and learn."

Kagome, who was still lying upon the futon, couldn't turn away from the sight of Kagura hunched over Sesshoumaru's lap. But all she could see at the moment was Kagura's back and Sesshoumaru's face, his eyes still upon her. She wasn't sure whether or not she was thankful, at that point.

"Sit up," Sesshoumaru suddenly commanded, and since his hands were resting on Kagura's head and holding her down in that position, Kagome came to the conclusion he must be speaking to her. Hesitantly, she sat up and crawled over to him unbidden. What was wrong with her? She didn't know, but suddenly she felt warm and wanted to be touched.

When she reached the demon's side she was stricken by the sight of what exactly Kagura was doing. If she had not already been blushing like mad, Kagome was sure this would have made her do so.

Sesshoumaru was seated on the futon, his legs spread, feet against the bedding and knees in the air and kneeling between them was Kagura. The demoness held the base of Sesshoumaru's thick, long shaft in one of her hands as she licked and nipped and sucked at the tip. After a few moments of this Kagura took him entirely into her mouth, bobbing over him as she moved him in and out of her.

For reasons Kagome could not understand the sight made the area between her thighs throb. Turning to look at Sesshoumaru, she saw his breathing was labored and his eyes were glossy, as though he was somewhat lost. Still, it did not prevent him from grabbing her behind the neck and pulling her towards him. Their lips collided somewhat painfully and before she understood what was happening his tongue was in her mouth, tracing her lips and rubbing against her own tongue. This being her first real kiss, Kagome was slow to respond. Tentatively, she brushed her tongue against his. She had to hold onto his shoulders for balance, since she had been sitting beside him they were at a strange angle.

His hand fisted in her hair, while the other still guided Kagura's head up and down over his erection. There was a deep pulsing of pleasure through his body that signified he was nearing his release. Still, he continued to kiss Kagome, bruising her lips with the pressure and probing deeply with his tongue. When he did reach his climax he groaned, biting into the human girl's lip as his back stiffened and his seed shot forth into Kagura's waiting mouth. The demoness swallowed it dutifully, perhaps even eagerly as she continued to suck on his length.

When he regained control of himself, he looked down into two startled, cerulean eyes. Her mouth was set in a childish pout and he saw that he had bitten a bit too deeply and had punctured the skin a bit, making her bleed. Leaning forward, he suckled gently on the injury, letting the coppery taste of her blood calm him. As he pulled away, Kagura was already upon the girl, kissing her.

Kagome, who was lost and confused, allowed the demoness to dominate her, wondering at the strange salty taste of Kagura's kiss. She was being pushed down onto her back and she went willingly, even allowing the other woman to settle firmly between her thighs. It felt odd being in such a position with another woman, their breasts pressed firmly together, soft silky skin rubbing together. Her mind was in a haze by the time Kagura pulled away and she only barely felt the other woman's hands and mouth tugging on her nipples and squeezing her full breasts. But she did see it-could not take her eyes away from the sight.

Wet open mouth kisses traveled down her chest and belly, fingers brushed through the wiry hair between her legs and warm breath brushed against her hidden jewel. The sensations filling her were heavenly and yet she yearned to be filled with something entirely different. Her lower half ached with this want, this urge to have something inside of her. The first lick made her moan, at the second touch of Kagura's rough tongue lapping at her wet lips, she clamped her legs against the demoness' ears. By the fifth lick she had pulled Kagura's hair from the confines of its bun and had fisted her hand in the heavy, dark mass.

Suddenly, after the sixth stroke, Kagura paused and let out a groan. The loss of warmth made Kagome whimper and she looked up to see Sesshoumaru holding the demoness' hips; he had mounted her from behind. But she didn't care; all she wanted was for Kagura to continue what she had been doing. Though she could not find the words to say it, she let her actions speak for her, arching her hips and pressing Kagura's head down against her.

Taking the not so subtle hint, the demoness once again began to lap at Kagome's fold, though once in a while she had to stop when Sesshoumaru made a particularly deep thrust. Wanting to finish off the human girl so she could concentrate on her own pleasure, Kagura began to lick and suck upon Kagome's clitoris. The action caused the girl to thrash a bit, as moans and whimpers escaped her. Apparently Sesshoumaru found the girls reaction somewhat of an interest because he stopped his movements, though was still buried deep within Kagura's tight sheath. In an attempt to regain his attentions she wriggled her hips and tightened her inner muscles around him. Though he growled a bit in annoyance, he once again began his steady in-out rhythm.

Tension began to build in the human girl, a sensation building in her abdomen that made her claw at the sheets she lay upon. Kagura's mouth became more insistent as she sucked, much to Kagome's delight. Fingers were probing her, slipping between her moist folds and the intrusion felt wonderful. It took away some of that emptiness; relieved some of the want. Then, just as the wave was about to crest and come crashing down to complete her, Kagura pulled away and cried out.

"Ugh… Sesshoumaru-sama!"

Her body went rigid and stiff, as the demon kept thrusting into her, through her clenched inner walls. He drove harder and faster, causing her to lose her balance and be shoved forward onto Kagome. Unconsciously, she rubbed her cheek against the younger woman's soft skin, even as Sesshoumaru groaned and met his release whilst buried within her body. He collapsed upon the demoness' back and heard a slight `umph' from Kagome. Realizing that they were both piled atop the petite girl, Sesshoumaru grabbed Kagura and rolled to the side.

With both youkai feeling fulfilled and languid, they began to close their eyes and drift into slumber. They would have succeeded too, if it weren't for the young human girl sitting up beside them.

"Hey! You can't go to sleep now! It isn't fair! Why am I the only one left unsatisfied?!?"

Both demons raised an eyebrow at the previously shy girl's outburst. Realizing her mistake, Kagome blushed, and was about to pull away from the two when a hand, connected to a magenta-striped wrist grabbed her.

"I've never been known to leave a woman unsatisfied," Sesshoumaru stated in a silky voice. He pulled her soft, delicate body against his firmly and already she could feel his manhood swelling against her thigh.

Kagura, who was still lying down, looking about ready to fall asleep, spared them a single glance. "Just try to keep it down, you two."

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