InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A First Time For Everything ❯ "Numb" ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.26.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.26.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: If I owned InuYasha, Rin and Sesshomaru would have been making it like jackrabbits already!
I don't know why, but when ever I do stories like this one I always imagine "The Beautiful People" by Marylin Manson playing or something similar like Puddle of Mudd, or maybe Aiden. The kind of music that screams head banging and mosh pits. Don't get me wrong, other kinds of techno and jumpy beats are just as awesome, but typing this up I listened to "The Beautiful People" and it just fit with the club scene. Makes me wish Edgefest was closer!
WARNING!!!: These stories contain strong violence, sexual situations, and/or dirty pouty mouthed people. If you are easily offended or do not like such material please go ride on your little pretty pink ponies and go fly back over to the innocent side of the rainbow! There's a reason why it's rated "M" children!
So please enjoy!
A First Time for Everything
By Miztikal-Dragon
“Numb” -- Pink
“Hit me!” She called out loudly over the blaring music and the growing crowd around her cheered as the bartender placed a shot of tequila and one of whiskey on the bar.
The music was loud and deafening but she bobbed her head to the hypnotic tune as she quickly downed one shot after another. It had originally been a girl’s night out and how it turned into a drinking competition she wasn’t sure.
The black haired stranger in front of her looked about ready to pass out and despite normally being alight weight, she had already won against a pro. Maybe it was the booming beat of jamming guitars, drums, and the synthesizers playing or maybe the need to break free from her reserved shell, but whatever it was, she was all for more of it.
Sango and Kagome left the club about an hour before the liquor started raining down Rin’s throat and if she had to guess it was somewhere around one-thirty in the morning. And even if the club she was in closed, a few of the people around her were talking about going to one that never closed and she was interested in going.
One round of shots later the black haired man was being dragged away by a few of his friends and Rin was shoving the money bet into her bra and laughing loudly as a glass of beer appeared in her hand. Chugging it as quickly as possible Rin spun and headed toward the tightly dancing crowd, weaving her way into the middle of it as the music and alcohol flooded into her veins.
Rin was breathing heavily, singing obnoxiously to the song playing from the speakers, her humming body grinding against another’s. She couldn’t feel anything but the hands on her hips as her body swayed and the splash of liquid as it ran down her hand from the plastic cup she was now somehow holding. She laughed as another body pressed up close from behind her, hot breath on her neck; it was all so much fun that she couldn’t quite remember exactly what was going on.
The mood of the music was different, more twangy and she realized that instead of hard rock and techno she’d been jamming to earlier, now it was either country or R & B . When had she left the other club? She asked herself sipping what she assumed was beer in the plastic cup.
She didn’t want to stop dancing, she wanted to live the nightlife forever. It was better that way and besides, she liked it better than she did her pathetic normal life. In the nightlife there were no overbearing ex-boyfriends, no demanding friends or work and tests, she was free to do as she pleased when she pleased and nothing else.
There was just the booze, music, dancing, and the having a good time and there were no expectations. It was a life Rin craved for. Her heart was pounding almost painfully in her chest and Rin weaved herself away from the dance floor, all the while trying hard not to stumble and fall. She was having fun she kept telling herself and holding onto the bar, she ordered another drink; a pair of wandering hands slipping around her waist and a hot mouth nibbling on her exposed neck.
She tried holding back her moan and when she opened her eyes she was suddenly in a dark corner, hands all over her, pinching and teasing. It was blinding, the pleasure and for the life of her she couldn’t figure out what was going on. How was she forgetting things? Was she blacking out for minutes at a time?
The sound of her thin tank top ripping brought her back to reality and the cowboy hat she’d acquired at one point fell from her head. She tried crying out as teeth bit her chest, bruising her flesh, hands sliding down her opened jeans but the only thing that came out was a garbled moan. What was happening to her? She felt hazy and suddenly sick to her stomach, and almost immediately the nightlife wasn’t as great as she originally thought it was. The thought of things possibly getting out of hand closed up her throat and she gasped for air practically clawing at her throat until she was shoved and surrounded by cold air.
Rin stumbled, tripping over her own feet and she felt the tears burning her eyes. Her shirt was torn open and her jeans were barely hanging on her hips but instead of falling as she tried to stand up, a pair of arms held her steady. Her vision was blurry but the hands merely dusted her off, buttoning and zipping up her pants before placing the cowboy hat back on her head.
“Next time I think you’ll think twice before you go partying with trash and without your inhaler.” She knew she should have recognized the voice as a jacket was draped over her shoulders and she was lead down the street.
“I do have my inhaler,” she said, her words slurred by her drunkenness. “It’s in my purse.”
“And where pray tell is this missing object?” He asked emotionlessly.
“It’s in Kagome’s car, DUH!” She stumbled again, her hands grabbing at the strange man’s arms to keep herself standing.
He laughed at her and she found herself drawn to the deep baritone sound. “And where’s Kagome?”
Rin stopped in front of a car parked on the side of the road and the man gently helped her get seated in the passenger’s seat, his body leaning over hers as he buckled her in and Rin’s mouth ran dry. She though long and hard about his question and when the car sparked to life and the street lights started rolling by it hit her.
“Kagome went home,” captain obvious finally arrives she told herself giggling. “Oh… I- I forgot she left.”
“You seemed to forget a lot of things,” he told her keeping his eyes on the road. “Just how much have you had to drink? You smell like alcohol.”
Looking over at him Rin inhaled deeply but could only smell nothing other than the sweet smell of cologne that her mystery man wore. He was gorgeous and if she hadn’t been intoxicated she would have blushed at the look he gave her from a pair of stoic amber eyes. His long silver hair was braided and hung over his shoulder, his white button down collared shirt looked like it was silk and immediately she knew that he was someone important.
“Well you smell yummy!” She whispered letting her hand slide over his thigh feeling the soft material of his pants. “So let’s call it a night and get drunk!”
His chuckles filled her head and she decided that whoever he was, Rin wanted him. It couldn’t have just been the alcohol talking because she could feel something building in the pit of her stomach and whatever it was she needed for it to be released. The feeling made her squirm in her seat and she heard him say they were almost there, but where were they going? Where was he taking her and why did she not care about anything besides the aching need growing steadily in her abdomen.
At one point or another the car stopped and her mystery man unbuckled her and her urge was past the point of no return. Her stumbling grew worse and after a fit of giggles from her and a few choice curse words from him, Rin was slung over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and carried up a decent amount of stairs. By the time he set her back down she managed to worm her way out of the jacket and her tank top, her long ebony hair falling over her bare shoulders like a waterfall of night.
She didn’t wait for him to pull away before her mouth crashed over his, her fingers holding his head as she kissed him. His first reaction was to yield, pushing her up against a close by wall and devour her, effortlessly fanning the flames growing inside her.
His thigh parted her legs rubbing against her intimately and Rin moaned as she ripped his shirt open, the sounds of buttons popping off making her giggle. Rin groaned as he pulled away, ordering her to the bathroom to shower and pouting as she went Rin let a smile form on her lips. It didn’t matter if he said no, Rin wanted him badly, and she’d be damned if she didn’t get him.
The hot shower drained away a lot of the hazy drunken feeling, but it did nothing to cure her ache. She knew it wasn’t her home and she realized why the mystery man looked so familiar; it was the silver hair and amber eyes. Kagome’s fiancée had the same features and she silently wondered if they were related or if it was just some weird coincidence.
Not bothering to towel dry, Rin left the bathroom, droplets of water soaking into the carpet and sliding down her naked flesh. She was too hot to put on anything and spying silver hair, she calmly walked to where he sat on the couch; his attention engrossed in a large book. Licking her lips she stopped in front of him, her knees touching his and when he glanced up, his amber eyes glazed over.
“Rin,” his voice was husky and she liked the sound of it, it gave her chills. “You’re naked.”
“I know,” she slid onto his lap and tossed the book onto the floor where it was forgotten.
“You should go get dressed,” he was talking behind clenched teeth. “We can’t - you’re drunk.”
Despite his words his hands found their way to her hips and Rin couldn’t help but arch against him. “If it makes you uncomfortable you can tell InuYasha and the rest of them I raped you.”
His husky chuckle made her eager and claiming his lips in a demanding kiss, she worked his pants free from their buttons, zipper, and belt before sliding onto with a loud sigh. His groan was music to her ears and she ate it up as his hands slid up her torso and cupped her breasts. It was like a damn was broken as she rode him, her body arching and his bucking almost wildly.
Even when she thought it was over, he surprised her by his stamina and her chest heaved violently as she crashed, her entire body humming and numb; his head resting on her shoulder, soft chuckles being stolen from his mouth by his panting. Exhausted by the night’s event’s Rin drifted off to sleep on her still a mystery man, his silver hair entwined between her fingers. She would have gladly gone again, but the only thing on her mind and in her dreams was that she wasn’t going to let him slip through her fingers, not yet at least.
The sound of a door opening and something hitting the ground brought Rin from her unconsciousness and she groaned at the pounding of her head and the aching of her calves; she’d slept in a funny position again. A hand ran over her hip and sitting back Rin realized that the man underneath her wasn’t looking at her but at something behind her. Curiously, she gazed over her shoulder and cried out trying to cover her naked flesh, not to mention regretting crying out as her head began to throb.
“Jesus Sesshomaru,” InuYasha swore picking up the bags of groceries he dropped. “Kagome’s going to shit a littler of kittens when she gets up here. She asked you to bring Rin home not have sex with her on our couch!”
“Whose having sex on our couch?” InuYasha and Rin both paled hearing Kagome’s voice.
And all Sesshomaru could do was smirk, it made things more interesting.
The End
E/N: Okay I know this one was a lot shorter than the previous one, but I had sooooo much more fun with this story. There might even be a spin off somewhere down the lines because I just love the subject. Besides, I've always figured either Rin or Sango would be the slutty drunks and since these are all Rin/Sesshomaru stories I thought I'd try this.
THANK YOU! For all the reviews left so far! I loves them, my precious! lol I think the next short story will either be "Cool Thing" or "Once Upon a Time". I should have the next one posted sometime throughout the week, maybe Friday or Saturday. So please keep me entertained with reviews and I'll entertain you with more Rin/Sesshomaru smut-awesomeness. I think it's a fair trade!
Go feed your nearest Authoress and shower her with love. GO!
-Krystal-
I don't know why, but when ever I do stories like this one I always imagine "The Beautiful People" by Marylin Manson playing or something similar like Puddle of Mudd, or maybe Aiden. The kind of music that screams head banging and mosh pits. Don't get me wrong, other kinds of techno and jumpy beats are just as awesome, but typing this up I listened to "The Beautiful People" and it just fit with the club scene. Makes me wish Edgefest was closer!
WARNING!!!: These stories contain strong violence, sexual situations, and/or dirty pouty mouthed people. If you are easily offended or do not like such material please go ride on your little pretty pink ponies and go fly back over to the innocent side of the rainbow! There's a reason why it's rated "M" children!
So please enjoy!
A First Time for Everything
By Miztikal-Dragon
“Numb” -- Pink
“Hit me!” She called out loudly over the blaring music and the growing crowd around her cheered as the bartender placed a shot of tequila and one of whiskey on the bar.
The music was loud and deafening but she bobbed her head to the hypnotic tune as she quickly downed one shot after another. It had originally been a girl’s night out and how it turned into a drinking competition she wasn’t sure.
The black haired stranger in front of her looked about ready to pass out and despite normally being alight weight, she had already won against a pro. Maybe it was the booming beat of jamming guitars, drums, and the synthesizers playing or maybe the need to break free from her reserved shell, but whatever it was, she was all for more of it.
Sango and Kagome left the club about an hour before the liquor started raining down Rin’s throat and if she had to guess it was somewhere around one-thirty in the morning. And even if the club she was in closed, a few of the people around her were talking about going to one that never closed and she was interested in going.
One round of shots later the black haired man was being dragged away by a few of his friends and Rin was shoving the money bet into her bra and laughing loudly as a glass of beer appeared in her hand. Chugging it as quickly as possible Rin spun and headed toward the tightly dancing crowd, weaving her way into the middle of it as the music and alcohol flooded into her veins.
Rin was breathing heavily, singing obnoxiously to the song playing from the speakers, her humming body grinding against another’s. She couldn’t feel anything but the hands on her hips as her body swayed and the splash of liquid as it ran down her hand from the plastic cup she was now somehow holding. She laughed as another body pressed up close from behind her, hot breath on her neck; it was all so much fun that she couldn’t quite remember exactly what was going on.
The mood of the music was different, more twangy and she realized that instead of hard rock and techno she’d been jamming to earlier, now it was either country or R & B . When had she left the other club? She asked herself sipping what she assumed was beer in the plastic cup.
She didn’t want to stop dancing, she wanted to live the nightlife forever. It was better that way and besides, she liked it better than she did her pathetic normal life. In the nightlife there were no overbearing ex-boyfriends, no demanding friends or work and tests, she was free to do as she pleased when she pleased and nothing else.
There was just the booze, music, dancing, and the having a good time and there were no expectations. It was a life Rin craved for. Her heart was pounding almost painfully in her chest and Rin weaved herself away from the dance floor, all the while trying hard not to stumble and fall. She was having fun she kept telling herself and holding onto the bar, she ordered another drink; a pair of wandering hands slipping around her waist and a hot mouth nibbling on her exposed neck.
She tried holding back her moan and when she opened her eyes she was suddenly in a dark corner, hands all over her, pinching and teasing. It was blinding, the pleasure and for the life of her she couldn’t figure out what was going on. How was she forgetting things? Was she blacking out for minutes at a time?
The sound of her thin tank top ripping brought her back to reality and the cowboy hat she’d acquired at one point fell from her head. She tried crying out as teeth bit her chest, bruising her flesh, hands sliding down her opened jeans but the only thing that came out was a garbled moan. What was happening to her? She felt hazy and suddenly sick to her stomach, and almost immediately the nightlife wasn’t as great as she originally thought it was. The thought of things possibly getting out of hand closed up her throat and she gasped for air practically clawing at her throat until she was shoved and surrounded by cold air.
Rin stumbled, tripping over her own feet and she felt the tears burning her eyes. Her shirt was torn open and her jeans were barely hanging on her hips but instead of falling as she tried to stand up, a pair of arms held her steady. Her vision was blurry but the hands merely dusted her off, buttoning and zipping up her pants before placing the cowboy hat back on her head.
“Next time I think you’ll think twice before you go partying with trash and without your inhaler.” She knew she should have recognized the voice as a jacket was draped over her shoulders and she was lead down the street.
“I do have my inhaler,” she said, her words slurred by her drunkenness. “It’s in my purse.”
“And where pray tell is this missing object?” He asked emotionlessly.
“It’s in Kagome’s car, DUH!” She stumbled again, her hands grabbing at the strange man’s arms to keep herself standing.
He laughed at her and she found herself drawn to the deep baritone sound. “And where’s Kagome?”
Rin stopped in front of a car parked on the side of the road and the man gently helped her get seated in the passenger’s seat, his body leaning over hers as he buckled her in and Rin’s mouth ran dry. She though long and hard about his question and when the car sparked to life and the street lights started rolling by it hit her.
“Kagome went home,” captain obvious finally arrives she told herself giggling. “Oh… I- I forgot she left.”
“You seemed to forget a lot of things,” he told her keeping his eyes on the road. “Just how much have you had to drink? You smell like alcohol.”
Looking over at him Rin inhaled deeply but could only smell nothing other than the sweet smell of cologne that her mystery man wore. He was gorgeous and if she hadn’t been intoxicated she would have blushed at the look he gave her from a pair of stoic amber eyes. His long silver hair was braided and hung over his shoulder, his white button down collared shirt looked like it was silk and immediately she knew that he was someone important.
“Well you smell yummy!” She whispered letting her hand slide over his thigh feeling the soft material of his pants. “So let’s call it a night and get drunk!”
His chuckles filled her head and she decided that whoever he was, Rin wanted him. It couldn’t have just been the alcohol talking because she could feel something building in the pit of her stomach and whatever it was she needed for it to be released. The feeling made her squirm in her seat and she heard him say they were almost there, but where were they going? Where was he taking her and why did she not care about anything besides the aching need growing steadily in her abdomen.
At one point or another the car stopped and her mystery man unbuckled her and her urge was past the point of no return. Her stumbling grew worse and after a fit of giggles from her and a few choice curse words from him, Rin was slung over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and carried up a decent amount of stairs. By the time he set her back down she managed to worm her way out of the jacket and her tank top, her long ebony hair falling over her bare shoulders like a waterfall of night.
She didn’t wait for him to pull away before her mouth crashed over his, her fingers holding his head as she kissed him. His first reaction was to yield, pushing her up against a close by wall and devour her, effortlessly fanning the flames growing inside her.
His thigh parted her legs rubbing against her intimately and Rin moaned as she ripped his shirt open, the sounds of buttons popping off making her giggle. Rin groaned as he pulled away, ordering her to the bathroom to shower and pouting as she went Rin let a smile form on her lips. It didn’t matter if he said no, Rin wanted him badly, and she’d be damned if she didn’t get him.
The hot shower drained away a lot of the hazy drunken feeling, but it did nothing to cure her ache. She knew it wasn’t her home and she realized why the mystery man looked so familiar; it was the silver hair and amber eyes. Kagome’s fiancée had the same features and she silently wondered if they were related or if it was just some weird coincidence.
Not bothering to towel dry, Rin left the bathroom, droplets of water soaking into the carpet and sliding down her naked flesh. She was too hot to put on anything and spying silver hair, she calmly walked to where he sat on the couch; his attention engrossed in a large book. Licking her lips she stopped in front of him, her knees touching his and when he glanced up, his amber eyes glazed over.
“Rin,” his voice was husky and she liked the sound of it, it gave her chills. “You’re naked.”
“I know,” she slid onto his lap and tossed the book onto the floor where it was forgotten.
“You should go get dressed,” he was talking behind clenched teeth. “We can’t - you’re drunk.”
Despite his words his hands found their way to her hips and Rin couldn’t help but arch against him. “If it makes you uncomfortable you can tell InuYasha and the rest of them I raped you.”
His husky chuckle made her eager and claiming his lips in a demanding kiss, she worked his pants free from their buttons, zipper, and belt before sliding onto with a loud sigh. His groan was music to her ears and she ate it up as his hands slid up her torso and cupped her breasts. It was like a damn was broken as she rode him, her body arching and his bucking almost wildly.
Even when she thought it was over, he surprised her by his stamina and her chest heaved violently as she crashed, her entire body humming and numb; his head resting on her shoulder, soft chuckles being stolen from his mouth by his panting. Exhausted by the night’s event’s Rin drifted off to sleep on her still a mystery man, his silver hair entwined between her fingers. She would have gladly gone again, but the only thing on her mind and in her dreams was that she wasn’t going to let him slip through her fingers, not yet at least.
The sound of a door opening and something hitting the ground brought Rin from her unconsciousness and she groaned at the pounding of her head and the aching of her calves; she’d slept in a funny position again. A hand ran over her hip and sitting back Rin realized that the man underneath her wasn’t looking at her but at something behind her. Curiously, she gazed over her shoulder and cried out trying to cover her naked flesh, not to mention regretting crying out as her head began to throb.
“Jesus Sesshomaru,” InuYasha swore picking up the bags of groceries he dropped. “Kagome’s going to shit a littler of kittens when she gets up here. She asked you to bring Rin home not have sex with her on our couch!”
“Whose having sex on our couch?” InuYasha and Rin both paled hearing Kagome’s voice.
And all Sesshomaru could do was smirk, it made things more interesting.
The End
E/N: Okay I know this one was a lot shorter than the previous one, but I had sooooo much more fun with this story. There might even be a spin off somewhere down the lines because I just love the subject. Besides, I've always figured either Rin or Sango would be the slutty drunks and since these are all Rin/Sesshomaru stories I thought I'd try this.
THANK YOU! For all the reviews left so far! I loves them, my precious! lol I think the next short story will either be "Cool Thing" or "Once Upon a Time". I should have the next one posted sometime throughout the week, maybe Friday or Saturday. So please keep me entertained with reviews and I'll entertain you with more Rin/Sesshomaru smut-awesomeness. I think it's a fair trade!
Go feed your nearest Authoress and shower her with love. GO!
-Krystal-