InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A new beginning, a new hope ❯ naughty boy ( Chapter 16 )

 

Koji was reaching out to pull the girl back when a voice rang out from behind them.

 

“Let him be. He's Rin's friend. He'll take good care of her.”

 

The demon lord merely exchanged an approving nod with the man who came to his aid. He readjusted his hold on the girl and putting a jacket round her shivering form, he left.

 

“Who's that?” Uiru's curiosity was aroused.

 

“I dunno. But he's real cool to me.” Yumi's eyes were now dancing with infatuation, fastened to the demon's fading shadow.

 

“Sota, you should know who he is.” Koji shifted to tap on the young man beside him.

 

“I told you. He's a friend of Rin's.” Sota's tone was bland but his expressions indicated a strange combination of hurt and relief. With a lopsided resigned grin, he strolled back to join his friends after taking one last look at the girl in the embrace of the demon lord.

 

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After losing herself in a half sleeping state for several minutes, Rin finally gathered up some bits of somberness left in her to rouse. Actually, it was the constant gushing of wind that caused her to open her eyes. It almost felt like she was hovering in the air though she dismissed it as a vivid imagination of her own drunken form. But the tight muscled chest she was currently rubbing so sensuously upon, who was its owner? She blinked rapidly, hoping to clear her vision but to no avail. In fact, she couldn't even make out if this was real or just another scene from her dream state.

 

“Who are you?” she only managed a mutter as she weakly tugged on a part of her embracer, that which was long and soft and… silver?!?

 

Could it be….. her blood came to a halt.

 

The figure did not respond. She squinted and finally noticed that he was looking back at her, his expression she still could not decipher.

 

It is HIM! She dazedly deduced. She remembered the sensation uniquely his that he made her feel, the same intimate lull whenever she came into contact with this image of her musings, the same one she had felt the day she chanced upon him in the streets.

 

Sesshoumaru watched the girl with loving amusement as she fought to keep awake. He heard her question as well, just that he didn't how to answer her even if he was allowed to speak. Every inch of Rin's face was flushed with dark crimson, her eyes occasionally straying and dilating out of focus but yet she was shivering under the prevalent night air. The demon lord rubbed on the length of her arms hoping that this little friction could supply her with some warmth.

 

The girl succumbed to her heavy eyelids for a second causing it to flicker shut and open a few times but as she accepted the heat emitting from his palm, she roused enough to form some words.

 

“You did come tonight. I was waiting…” She was admitting her longing to see him. Is she in the right mind? Well, obviously not. She felt so unprepared for her own mindless declarations, some which she was afraid even to confess to herself.

 

The youkai still spoke nothing but his heart was crying out, “Yes, I've returned to you, my dearest. I've been beside you all these days, also waiting…” Even in his mind Sesshoumaru did not complete his own statement. He wasn't sure still what he was waiting for. A conclusion perhaps, whatever side it may sway to, just an end, any end to all these painstaking debates and considerations. He had quite enough and had somehow reached a decision. However, tonight was not the perfect night to reveal that, he assured himself.

 

Instead, Sesshoumaru pressed his temple gently against hers, brushing it for a moment and leaned his cheeks on hers to graze over it. Rin's lips curved to a smile as she let out a soft whimper at that tender caress, pulling him closer to her reflexively. The demon instantly became rigid as a stone, taken aback by her positive answers to his advances once again. He was struck by a sudden impulse to taste her lips but peered down only to discover in his disappointment that Rin had dosed off.

 

Skillfully avoiding the window ledge, Sesshoumaru crossed over with a single agile leap and lay the girl down in the comforts of her silken sheets. He proceeded to clean and tidy her up a little, replacing his jacket with the cozy quilts over her half naked frame. Settling next to her, he swept back her tousled locks and laughed silently as it spilled all round the edges of her pillow.

 

Those stubborn hair of hers. They're still as before. At least some things hadn't change.

 

Rin's eyelids parted slightly at the contact as her whole body shook with incomprehension. Strangled words fell from her lips one at a time.

 

“Am I dreaming? Is it really you?” Rin had good reasons to doubt her own judgment. Apart from feeling extremely awful from her first alcoholic experience, her own disjointed vision and the darkness of her room certainly did not help to improve the situation.

 

Sesshoumaru gave her an approving nuzzle on her nose and Rin grinned at the slight tickle. A tiny glimmer of life flashed in her eyes, feeling simultaneously that her pulse rate was on a determined increase. For reasons unknown even to himself, the youkai regained some of his more logical self and he pulled back from the girl.

 

She's intoxicated and probably feeling terrible. I can't take advantage of that. I shouldn't, he scolded himself.

 

A feminine hand stopped him.

 

“No! Please don't walk away like this again.” Rin pleaded as an agitated tear drop trickled down her redden cheeks.

 

Sesshoumaru brushed the tear off her face. Her skin was hot and almost throbbing. He found he hadn't the heart to leave her like this.

 

“Stay for the night,” came a second plea from the girl, her vision though hazy, were desperately transfixed on the fragmented patch in front of her.

 

Letting out a surrendering growl, Sesshoumaru bent forward and landed several tamed kisses around her temple and her face, deliberately leaving out her lips.

 

Damn, another impulsive behavior, he chided internally, already starting to lose count. The number of rash things he had done in the past few days had definitely way surpassed those accumulated over his four centuries of youkai life, mostly in his childhood days.

 

Rin's heart rate had taken a sprint and she too was not in control of what she was doing. Well, she hadn't that much control to start off with that night.

 

She arched up against her back and struggled to outline his lips with hers before falling back into the covers totally spent and panting. Sesshoumaru was astounded to the max with this new flirtatious gesture from his Rin.

 

He decided not to ponder, not to wait for even another antagonizing second.

 

The youkai began by lightly stroking her pink seams using his and when she jerked up demanding a more confirm contact, he matched her mouth and ravished in the kiss they're sharing now.

 

It was quite innocent at first, not filled with too much passion. But gradually drowning out of control, he plunged into her mouth, his tongue moving to every corner of her depth, licking up all the remnants of alcohol left lingering within. This plus her distracting scent of readiness was creating an extremely erotic and arousing effect on the demon lord, so much so that he almost felt he was attacked by the intoxication himself.

 

Rin reached out to outline his jaw line and down his throat to squeeze lightly on his shoulder muscles as she let her own tongue search his. The softness of her lips, the boldness of her touch, Sesshoumaru found that his knees were locked as a jolt of air massed inside his chest, refusing to be released. His head spun wildly with a renewed emotion. Lust. He used the little bit of sense left in him to answer that. But he can't do this.

 

No, he almost wanted to give himself a wakening slap. This is not right.

 

They broke free from each other and Rin was murmuring something, her breath erratic.

 

“Please stay here with me. Please.”

 

Air shot out from the youkai's lungs when he heard her beg. That was an invitation he was sure he couldn't resist.

 

He kissed her again finding that she responded with immediate keenness. This time he let his hand cupped her breasts, missing the sensation it had brought to him so long ago. Rin cried out into his mouth, a heated sensation pooling in her. In a short moment, her top had come loose and he simply peeled it off leaving her two wobbling globes just screaming for him to tame them. He adhered to the calling, leaving her lips to gently massage her spongy tits, rounding the circumference first then teased her nipples with his nimble tongue till it shot up tautly. Rin took in a sudden breath of air weakly.

 

It's alright, he consoled his own conscience. I'll not go beyond this. I won't.

 

At this moment, Sesshoumaru still wasn't sure that he should go all the way but he just couldn't stop touching her. He sent more tickling kisses down her belly and tugged playfully then removing the rest of the clothing. The girl wiggled to ease the itch. While at it, he intentionally glazed through the soft curls in between her inner thighs causing the girl to let out a helpless shriek.

 

“I want you.” That was nearly inaudible but Sesshoumaru had homed in on it and gulped jumpily.

 

No, he reminded himself and shot the girl a look of rapt fascination. Does she even know what she was asking for?

 

He decided that she didn't. Even when his own flaming need and the disturbing erection in his groins conspired treacherously against him, he only lavished her with more wet kisses down her throat arriving at the bottom of her belly and then up again till he meshed with her lips. And all this time, Rin was moaning and shifting under him and that only further stiffened his arousal.

 

No, Sesshoumaru, he was still chiding inwardly. You are not to take the girl, not like this.

 

“I want you.” There was that repeated appeal and he tried to ignore it but she added something else which he would never have expected. “I want you… Sesshoumaru.”

 

What?

 

She called his name.

 

How did she…? The demon lord took a glance at the girl. Rin's eyes weren't open and she seemed to be in a semi conscious state as if residing in a dream, one of the past, their past.

 

Without a second thought, the youkai jumped into it with her, forgetting himself and every knotty issue surrounding them.

 

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The rays of early dawn intuited Sesshoumaru of the time. He awoke, still feeling the warmth of the girl lying in his embrace. He cursed himself for having overslept again. As more sections of his body started to warm up to working condition, he slapped his own temple, feeling extremely guilty for what he had done the night before.

 

His mind hurtled back again.

 

Parting her hips, he had eased his hard flesh into her, gently stretching and massaging against her slick inner walls in a leisure pumping motion. He reveled and enjoyed the soft sweet sounds of her dreamy groans and her heightening scent of sweet arousal. Before he could control it, he had climaxed, sending his seed deep within her. She too had succumbed shortly after and he remembered that he had hugged her tightly in his arm, feeling her every convulsion into him.

 

Damn! He had behaved so inappropriately. He was a bad, bad boy. His guilt and conscience were both hurling continuous accusation at him. What does this make him, a lecher? He felt no less than a rapist, letting his male instincts take advantage of a powerless drunken girl? Is this going to further complicate matters? Will Rin forgive him for this?

 

Sesshoumaru was loss for words.