InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A new beginning, a new hope ❯ The Winds of Vengeance ( Part 2) ( Chapter 43 )

Okay, before we begin… this chap is it... no censoring done coz of your responses in the reviews… So, brace yourselves…

 

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Her eyes still closed and somewhat in the crossway between dream and reality, Rin's nose wriggled in distaste, her two fingers reflexively reached up to clip it. Even then, she found it oddly more tedious than usual.

 

What's that revolting stench? She attempted to force open her eyes only to discover that it was no less strenuous. It was as though her eyelids were heavily weighted down. Her other shaky hand briefly grazed along her sides. It wasn't smooth, like her silken sheets. Neither was it soft. In fact, it felt coarse, sandy, disturbing like hard grooved ground. When she eventually succeeded getting up after several struggling minutes, the sight before her took all possible speech away.

 

It was difficult to make out the surroundings at first, there was a blinding engulfment of darkness everywhere. But as her pupils dilated and adjusted to the surrounding dimness, Rin noticed the rocky sides, the uneven edged walls and irregular jagged finishes.

 

It was a cave!

 

The first instinct of the girl was to inspect if this was yet another of her dreams. Completely stumped and perplexed, she peered around in careful scrutiny. Apparently, where she was situated now could be nothing but an alcove to perhaps a bigger hall. There was only one exit, to the east side, leading to where she would not know. A large piece of jointed mismatched pelt was hanging over the seeming doorway blocking whatever view from the other side. Her eyes drifted to her left, her intuition sensing something strikingly familiar.

 

Rin gasped, shocked.

 

It was Keiko!

 

The little hanyou had both her hands and feet bound in a tight encirclement of twisted vines which made all movements impossible. Even so, Keiko made no attempt to break free. Her tiny eyes were closed. She was sleeping? Unconscious? The girl hadn't the answer.

 

Nonetheless, at the sight of the hanyou kid, bits of smudged and fragmented images sipped in randomly, aiding Rin in recalling the events that occurred following her husband's departure from their home compound.

 

The girl recollected a somewhat deafening collision, her dazed rousing from her slumber, a strange luring scent hovering about the air, the hanyou physician sprawling on the floor unconscious and at her bedside stood… Keiko, gesturing her to catch up as she leapt dexterously out the door.

 

Instantly forgetting her promise to Sesshoumaru or perhaps, the girl was simply too concerned about the hanyou kid, she hurriedly fastened her hair briefly with the golden pin, dashing relentlessly after her trail.

The girl had called out to the kid too many times in vain as she trudged through some shadowy shrubs lining the forest, her slight belly was beginning to hurt. Her exasperation had alarmed even the pup. But Keiko wasn't responding. She was heading as though purposefully somewhere. After that…..

 

Rin shook her head violently as she flipped her fringe back languidly. The last thing she remembered was the emergence of a thick mysterious fog bellowing through the boughs of the surrounding undergrowth and she was fanning it away with both hands to no avail. Keiko was gone and everything went total blank.

 

A loud snigger echoed a sensuous feminity as a gush of evil wind made its way through the pelted screen drop, sending the furred skin flapping noisily to its rock-strewn side. Rin shielded her eyes as a stir of grimy sand whirled from the dried-mud ground and the second she opened them again, though extremely unbelievable, she recognized the unholy intruder, her devilish red secretive eyes always scheming, her scent still ever taking after her dead master, her hair now tied at a crooked pony tail full of frizzy curls, the swirling of strong breeze at every of her entrances still ever prevailing….

 

KAGURA!

 

But didn't Sessho say that he had hurled her down the deep craven at the farthest east of the Western lands? Wasn't she supposed to be dead and gone?

 

Well, obviously she had survived. However, there was something different about the wind witch. For a second or two as each merely scanned the other judgefully and seemingly dwelling deeply in their own individual musings, the girl tried hard to figure the change in her.

 

Yes! A sudden realization struck Rin.

 

Kagura, she had always possessed a confident carefree spirit, coming and going as she pleases. But now, that part of her was instead taken over by a not so well-hidden glowering brood as though she had suffered numerous ages of strong oppression. Still, Rin noted, the demoness was fighting to conceal it.

 

“So, my dear, my, my, how you've changed! How elegant you've become!” The wind sorceress seethed a fakest chuckle. “Oh, my apologies. Perhaps, I should be addressing you as the lady of the Western lands instead? I see that you have managed to charm our great lord Sesshoumaru into taking you as his mate.” Her last word was spat out in an undertone filled with malice and deep rooted jealousy for the one now standing so enchantingly before her richly endowed in fine silk.

 

Damn this pitiful excuse of a girl! Kagura cursed inwardly. Why had Sesshoumaru chosen her over me? What does he see in her anyway?

 

Nonetheless, the demoness had the answer though grudgingly disregarding it to protect her own painstakingly reconstructed pride. Not mentioning her irritatingly pretty features, the girl possessed in her a beautiful soul, so radiantly pure, innocent and sweet. There are no doubts that it was precisely these hateful traits of hers that attracted her opposites, the darkest most demonic figures, particularly the one she had selected as her choiced mate ---Sesshoumaru. And at this junction as she compared the girl's lovely pristine form with her own, scar-filled and thoroughly ravaged by the one she now called master, she knew that she should not harbor even the slightest hope that the demon lord would ever change his mind.

 

No matter!

 

To the hell with Sesshoumaru and his poise, unresponsive impassionate nature. And that overly handsome face of his…. Kagura almost wanted to give herself a wakening slap.

 

Enough of that long disintegrated infatuation already. He was the one who had caused her present plight of being a slave who served her lordship by nothing but the betrayal of her very body, servicing and entertaining him in whatever perverted fancies he was struck with. Kagura's eyes flew shut as she recalled the painfully sexual abusive experiences. Still, she was glad that she had gritted her teeth, enduring through the five years she had spent in this craven. The wind witch had encountered too many demonesses who had attempted to fight back her master of ancient Ookami origins. In the end, none had successfully escaped his crutches. They were still brutally taken, more than several times, and slaughtered, mutilated without a hint of sympathy afterward.

 

Now that she had secured her position as his ladyship in name, the next she was after would be none other than the demon lord …. and his lands. Then, she would eventually still be … the lady of the Western lands... at long last! For one to possess the strength and power to defeat Sesshoumaru, it could be no other than her present master. Sealed by the once powerful miko, Midoriko, these Ookami Taiyoukais had dwelt in these unlit caves for scores of centuries, living way before even the Great Inu-no-Taisho's grandfather. They were an ancient evil, hating all that crawled and walked on the surface of the earth.

 

Kagura steal a smug grin. She had released them and also drolly sweet talked her master into taking on the demon lord. Her plan had worked flawlessly. The girl was now here. It wouldn't be long before Sesshoumaru stepped into the trap they had set for him. Yes, it wouldn't take long for the day to come when this high-strung demon finally meets his match.

 

Perhaps then, Sesshoumaru would beg for mercy and she WOULD consider making him her personal slave cum male whore.

 

“Kagura, why did you bring me here? What do you want with me?” The girl's girlish voice brought the wind witch back from her strayed away musings.

 

“What do I want?” She yanked out a maroon red fan, half hiding her devious smile. “You'll know soon enough. Haven't I told you that you will one day cause his downfall?” She let out a loose smirk. “That day is here, my .. lady.”

 

“What do you want to do to Sesshoumaru?” Rin was instantly clenched with fear. She fought back an anxious tear. “If you dare to harm him, I…”

 

The demoness' jeering laughter shook the cave, bouncing off the sides creating a rather unpleasant discord. It made Rin's heart shiver, losing a beat.

 

“What can you possibly do to help the poor lord, pretty?” Kagura purred, her eyes gleaming fiendishly with feigned empathy and condolences.

 

Before the girl could put voice to a reply, she picked up a low sonorous reverberation of overlapping howling, gradually becoming louder and nearer by the second, the pelts lining the doorway began ruffling vehemently as another potent uplift of jyaki formed. In the next instant, a gathering of ookamis flooded in, making an uproarious entrance in an unbroken string, looping in an ominous encircle around the two of them. Reflexively, Rin felt an unrestrained tremor cruising over her whole form. The sight of them, these razor fanged creatures had brought back the most defeating memories of her life, the ones that had pursued her as a child through the dense forests, the ones that had savagely tore her frail body apart, the ones in which she could not escape her fate …. WOLVES!

 

The tight cluster of hissing wolves began purring in monotone chorus, directing toward the last to emerge from the darken tunnels. Rin bravely stole a glance at the looming shadow before her.

 

It… HE was an… Ookami demon?

 

That was all the girl could manage at this moment. She cringed and turned her head away as her eyes flew shivery shut. Even as the chanting of the wolves surrounding her continued, she wrapped both her arms tightly around herself, drowning helplessly in an old reminiscence of a memory which once took her very existence away.

 

Peeling open one eye directed to the ground, she noticed a pair of furred feet within just merely inches from her.

 

“The lady of the Western Lands?” A rumbling coarse voice spoke in a ghostly crescendo. “Are you so afraid to look me in the eye, human?”

 

Rin froze, affected by that last statement which so clearly defined her weakness in birth.

 

The lady of the Western lands will bow to no one, not even their lord. Inu-no-Taisho's voice chimed in her head. Yes, she could definitely be more courageous than this. She is Sesshoumaru's wife and stands for the Inu family. She must be strong!

 

Taking in one lengthened breath, Rin lifted her head, her bright eye opened so widely till her lashes curled up against her upper lid, staring straight into those of the ookami king.

 

In an instant, the girl took in his entire form. He was not a bit like the wolf prince Koga though his long ashen tail had given him away as one. With his spiked armor over his shoulders, he looked much more perilous, more muscled and also of larger more intimidating build. Also unlike Koga, he had one jagged ear, undeniably stating his origins and a carelessly sprouted horn replacing where the other ear should have been.

 

Though well concealed, the girl could have sworn she heard him stifle a soft gasp. But it was done all in a swiftly passed second. The demon cleared his throat briefly as though ready to make his next speech.

 

“My lady.” His tone had clearly softened as he offered a too respectful bow. “Welcome to my lair. I hope that your stay with us would be…. a pleasant one.”

 

Not the least touched by this sudden courtesy, Rin rolled her eyes in the impending outburst.

 

“Why have you brought me here?” She scoffed, infuriated. “Thank you for your hospitality but it is not my wish to stay here. If you would show me the way out, I would be on my way.”

 

Rin noticed an instant flare reddening his eyes and as quickly as it appeared, he had hurriedly sucked in a calming breath. She heard him releasing a clipped smirk.

 

“My lady, do you think that I will let you leave so easily? Especially after all the trouble we have gone through just to bring you here?” He was gritting internally and Rin felt it.

 

“What do you want with me?” Her brows furrowed, narrowing her apprehension filled eyes.

 

“I want…” In an abrupt motion, he had lurched so much forward that he was staring right into her eyes. She could feel his breath on her lower lip. Still, the girl valiantly held her stance. “your company.” His voice had turned too amorous and Rin felt a surge of disgust rising from the bottom of her chest. Obviously, she wasn't the only jarred by the statement. Though hushed, the wind witch had let off a defensive territorial scowl.

 

“I do not care for your company.” The girl shot back in all honesty, not fearing what was to come with that degree of insolence on her part. “If you do not release me now, you'll regret it when the Great Lord of the West comes to my aid.”

 

A piping laughter rang out sending a slight shiver down Rin's back.

 

“And when he does, he would be forced into a challenge which he will be defeated and slaughtered.” His face had shifted in a rush of wrath. “And the position of the Lord of the West would change hands” And perhaps so will you. The demon slurped in his mind, not wanting to voice that last section as yet. He hadn't the least expected himself to be taken in by her beauty but nonetheless without even his own realization, it was slowly stirring in him. “Then, you will kneel to me and serve me, so will he and all in the western lands.”

 

At that, Rin could no longer keep her silence.

 

“Kneel to you and serve you?” The girl laughed genuinely and boldly. “Perhaps you do not understand. Sesshoumaru belongs to the honorable line of the Great Inu Taiyoukai. He is my lord and I will bow and kneel to no one except him. You may choose to kill me anytime you wish. I know I am not as strong. I am but a plain human girl.” The girl took in a firm breath. “But I will not be used as your hostage and never will I submit to you!”

 

“Nevertheless, you lord will be required to battle me as you are here.” He tested her schemingly. He was beginning to enjoy this witty exchange. “And so is the little one.” He pointed to the hanyou kid and Rin gulped silently. Yes, there's still Keiko. Even if she did not care for her own life, the kid, she had to protect her against this … this beast. The girl was instantly cornered though she wasn't about to show it.

 

“You mean you went through all this trouble just to fight Sesshoumaru?” Rin forced a cool composed laugh. “No one who resorts to such despicable ways will win a glorious battle.”

 

“Is that so?” He continued in this increasing amusing debate.

 

“If you wish to challenge the Great Western Lord in an open duel, he'll take you on any day. You don't have to use me as bait if you are truly as strong as you claimed yourself to be.” Rin rolled her eyes at him. “There is a reason why the Inu line had been lords for centuries. It is not in the strength. It is in the honor they've sworn to preserve.”

 

That was enough of such flirtatious undertone by her lordship and master. Kagura could stand it no longer. She glided next to him, her arms wrapping round his waist rather possessively.

 

“My lordship, let her be. There's no point in this useless squabble. She's still as stubborn as when I first met her.” She stroked his cheek in a feeble attempt of seduction, tugging the front `v' in her kimono a little lower than usual, not noting how bold her words had been. “Would you care to let me interest you in something else?”

 

The Ookami demon's brows constricted as he eyed the sorceress, picking up her thick surging scent of arousal. Impassively coupled with a tinge of dissatisfaction, he shoved her arm aside exiting the room, though not until he gave one more scrutinizing glance of the whole of Rin's form before he left. Even as he reached the doorway, he had crunched the scuff of one of the wolves clogging his way, flinging him to a far corner wall callously in a loud thunderous crash.

 

As all these uninvited creatures disappeared into the darkness of the outdoor, Rin released the heroic stance she had forced herself to hold on for just too long. She collapsed onto the stony platform beside her, clutching at her aching abdomen.

 

The stench so densely congregated in the cave, she immediately knew what it was. It was undeniably the smell of clotting and decayed blood and carcass. And it was causing the pup in her to go wild. It was rolling in huge waves inside, pulling cruelly at her sides. Rin grabbed her tummy as she panted in exhaustion from her struggles to stay on top of the situation but the little one in her was getting worse and more violent by the minute. A long sheen of sweat clung steadfastly to her brows and her upper eyelids as she desperately tried to blink it away. She was almost unable to cope with this not-so-little tussle with her own flesh and blood.

 

Rin gasped at a sudden recollection. If her meeting with her father-in-law were real, then perhaps….

 

The girl speedily placed the piece of fang cast jewelry over her belly, fervently hoping for the best though fearing the worst.

 

Seconds passed as Rin waited.

 

Miraculously, the turns of the pup were beginning to lessen, its movement seemed more relaxed, hampered and controlled. After several minutes, it stopped completely as though it had fallen in deep repose.

 

So… her meeting with the Inu general… It wasn't a dream!

 

As for the girl, it was still a tough battle fought with her pup, one that worn out all her strength. Powerlessly, she let her eyes drift closed, allowing sleep to conquer and take over even when there was danger lurking the very place she now was.

 

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The queer combination of Inu-family search team darted homeward with the demon lord way into the lead. Dawn had broken and they had combed the surrounding area, for as far as they think Keiko may venture, at least twice. Surely with her limits, she couldn't have gone that distant. Still, there was no sign of the little hanyou anywhere.

 

“SESSHOUMARU-SAMA…..” Straddled on Aun's back tightly clinging onto the dragon's reins, Jaken's unremitting cries did little to slow the youkai down.

 

Completely ignoring his toady servant, Sesshoumaru's mind was solely focused on one thing --- Rin --- getting back to her. Throughout the long and uneventful night scurrying in the murky forest, he felt almost unable to breathe. Something was pressing painfully in his chest.

 

Damn it! It's that feeling again, as if an unpleasant occurrence was forthcoming, imminent.

 

The worst part was that the demon lord couldn't help but link it to his expecting mate, supposedly now just rousing from her rest.

 

His pupils dilated into a darker fiery amber.

 

Yes! He should have guessed it! This awful stinging sensation, this disturbingly piercing ache, he had experienced that before… on the night where Rin was lost to him for a lengthy five years, where she had left him, the first time!

 

Instinctively, Sesshoumaru picked up speed, turning into a comet of resplendent light shooting ahead leaving even his half brother and sister-in-law on the ground.

 

Rin! Something intuited him that she could be in some sort of danger. This mysterious disappearance of his little niece, this untimely hunt, the dispersing of all in the household who was capable of battle, it all seemed too correlated and concurrent. He damn hated to but if he were to make a wild guess right now, he'd say he knows where exactly to find the hanyou kid.

 

As the ancestral compound came into sight, Sesshoumaru's enhanced youkai senses had picked up the evidence that he needed to confirm his suspicions, as much as he had detested that he could be right.

 

 

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She didn't know how long she had slept there on the stony platform in that alcove. Minutes felt like hours when there was no natural lighting. She had lost track of time. A sudden glare woke the girl from her semi-conscious state as she realized that the room was now lit obscurely with one single torch. There was someone else here with her!

 

Rin pushed screaming as a dominant arm shifted promptly to cover her mouth, attempting to silence her. The girl blinked hard, recognizing the unsolicited guest.

 

It was the Ookami king himself!

 

The demon approached, his hands on his hips. He may have been a great and beautiful statue, marred by a cruel sculptor with the single, un-even horn and his imperfect ear. His furs were bound tautly against him. He was a regal beast despite being an atrocity. Rin tried to scramble to her feet to no avail. She was too worn to fight. Maybe she could allow him to be there, reserve her energies and power until he made an unwelcomed advance. Until then, Rin lay perfectly still, conserving whatever strength she did have.

"Your pup fights you. You are drained.”

 

Rin gulped. He knows that I'm… Reflexively, her hands moved to circle round her belly protectively.

 

“And I'll bet you're wondering how you ever got here in the first place. What little mistake on life's road had brought you here. It began the moment you met that dog when you saved his pathetic life." He spoke smugly, smacking his lips hungrily. He raised an eyebrow taking in the beauty that was the mate of his rival. What a fool, Sesshoumaru was, to allow his sight to carelessly leave such a precious jewel. No matter. He would not be in possession of her much longer anyhow.

Rin stared as the demon advanced on her slowly. Was he trying to be seductive? Her hands made tight fists at her sides as she tried to calm herself. She must not show fear. She must save her strength but yet, how much of this amorous assault can her pride, her dignity endure?

 

The demon seemed to read her mind, a chuckle rumbling from his mouth.

"I'm not going to bite... much." he smirked, getting on his knees at her feet.

 

“What are you trying to do?” The girl tried in vain to shift from him, though it had commanded way too much from her to do so. “Get away from me!” Even her voice had sounded too frail.

 

“You'll find out…soon…”

 

Picking up her telling weak erratic pulse, he let off a smirk as he pushed the girl's kimono slowly up her knees. Rin's chest rose with each laden pants, immensely exhausted from her last surge of futile energy. She could do nothing but to watch on powerlessly.

 

The soft fabric caressed her legs and then thighs, feeling like an angel's feather gliding up her body. But the silky smooth touch was interrupted, broken by the calloused, gravelly, dirty palm that swept behind it.

 

Rin shuddered involuntarily, her eyes seeking the wolf's of twisted greed. The demon stopped the Kimono at the bottom of the girl's growing swell of stomach. He inhaled deeply at the apex of her legs, lifting and spreading the dead weight. His lip curled in self-satisfaction. With the flick of his wrist, her undergarment fell from her body, leaving her lower half exposed, vulnerable.

 

The Ookami ran his dry hands over her smooth, pale, perfect skin, leaving abrasions from his careless talons, reveling in ecstasy as the girl gave continuous hushed shrieks.

 

“Get away…” That was a worse attempt, almost inaudible. Rin felt herself giving in involuntarily to that other darker part of her.

 

“Are we enjoying this already?” His sadistic lope-sided grin disgusted the girl to the core. He could tell!

 

With an inhuman purr, the demon leaned over her middle, placing his clothed member over her sex. He pressed it against her exposed bottom, leaning up to suckle her earlobe. Rin held in her reluctant need for attention below.

 

“You like this… don't you?” He hissed into her ear, picking up her rising scent of muted arousal.

 

Despite her mind screaming for her to get away, Rin's body had betrayed her just enough to encourage the demon to continue.

He leaned on his right hand and holding himself up, he tugged the carefully tied bow holding her Kimono to her lithe frame. Impatiently, he gathered the material and tossed it to the side, disposing of it quickly.

 

Rin shivered as an agitated tear rolled off her eye, goose bumps pricking her flesh and her dignity as the cold air of the cave caressed her naked skin. Her nipples had ached unwillingly into erection and her breathing had become more labored as the wolf braced himself above her, allowing his hard member to rub against her below, slowly, torturously, over and over he rubbed back and forth in a teasing game he alone enjoyed.

 

“Tell me lovely…” He breathed into her hair while the girl immediately shunned away. “Is this how your lord takes you every night?”

 

“What? Get off of me!”

 

Still not regaining sufficient strength to retaliate, Rin screamed to herself inwardly. She had to do something soon, before the Ookami demon did something she couldn't avoid. She wracked her mind, the new sound of the wolf moaning against her skin as he licked her neck and under her chin, making her wet with his saliva. Apparently, his masturbatory game was becoming too much for him, and he was beginning to enjoy himself a little too much. If she didn't stop him, he might...

“However he fucked you my sweet, I can do better…You'll soon discover…I'm addictive…”

Rin yelped aloud as the demon grabbed her hands from her sides, pulling them into his large left hand, holding her weary limbs above her head. His head was beginning to go lower on her, the upper part of her chest. His rhythm against her hips was speeding up, his breathing was intensifying, and frankly, the girl was repulsed. She knew what had to be done, and prayed that she could make it possible. She only had one shot at this, she knew.

The demon teased with the length of his cock moving forward, pushing a clothed path between her lower lips, grazing against her most sensitive area. When he pulled back, ready to go for another slow, delicious thrust, Rin put all of her regathered strength into moving her right leg. She brought it up swiftly, and with a deft, precision mode, her knee made a collision with the demon's crotch.

Rin's ears rang as the demon's howl assaulted them in deafening decibels. She struggled at her best to snatch her kimono and cover herself, knowing escape was impossible. She wasn't sure how much time this had bought her, or whether she'd get away with her life for what she'd done. But she did know, if this foul beast did kill her, she had put up a fight, and did not just lie down and take it.

"Rin!" She heard the authoritative voice she loved as it sounded like a plea and a scold. Rin's eyes blinked rapidly, her head spinning into the direction of his voice.

"Sessho!" she called, excitedly, unsure why he was lying next to her, massaging his genetalia.

"Why did you knee me, Rin?" he asked as he continued to comfort his pained organ.

"I-I thought you were..."

"Whom?" he asked, a possessive growl in his tone.

"I thought you were an Ookami demon."

A soft laugh escaped his lips.

"There are none who could hurt you, my love. None who could take you from me."

"But I was just in a cave, on the floor..."

"Rin, you must have been dreaming. You are in our bed."

Rin looked around, the familiar sights warming her heart. Sesshoumaru gave her a whole hearted half-smile. "You were dreaming, my love."

Rin looked down, peeping into her quilt at her own form, confusion settling over her features. "But why am I… I'm naked."

"I did that. I was trying to rouse you gently, and love you in all of the right ways," he said seductively, causing Rin's cheeks to rouge. She shook her head gently, suddenly panic stricken. "Keiko!"

"We found her. She is safe." Sesshoumaru said, leaning over to stroke his wife's hair.

"I wish to see her."

"Rin..." Sesshoumaru growled a warning the girl found to be most peculiar. "I wish to be with my mate, alone. I assure you she is safe."

Heaving a clipped contented sigh, Rin nodded, seemingly pleased with the demon's answer. The Ookami demon grinned, pleased his illusion and ruse were fooling the girl. He rolled back on top of her suckling again at her earlobe, then dragging his tongue down the sides of her cheeks to the bottom of her chin.

 

Rin sighed contentedly, melting into the soft, warm caresses of her lover's hands. Still, something felt strange, foreign, not quite the same as how they had usually exchanged their affections physically. The hands that should have known her seemed almost alien as they explored her body as though they'd never done so before, over soft, gentle, rolling slopes of hip and breast, domed plain of slight abdomen, deep niche of a knee back.

 

The Ookami king leisurely explored Rin's body with his hands and his lips and his tongue, ecstatic that he was earning praise and affirmation from the woman now moving so seductively beneath him. The demon felt his erection straining against the thin fabric of his clothes, the overwhelming urgings of his male instincts becoming breathlessly unbearable.

 

He leaned over the girl as he freed himself of the constricting wear, pushing his pants down as best as he could, not at all bothering to completely free his body. Every nerve in his body was exploring with lust for the young ningen beneath him, and he could not hold out forever. The demon suckled on Rin's neck, salted with her perspiration and desire, as he inched closer. He ached to be inside her, to fill and replace her with his scent, to watch her groan and submit to his claim, to hear her cry out wanting more of him… more of him than her present mate. What still was the Western Lord's possession were but just inches away from becoming his.

 

What the…

 

For a second, the Ookami drew back in silent shock, apprehension and bemusement rippling within him. He … no… his heart was craving for her … more than he should for a mere human, more than he had previously hoped to be just a one off fancy. Why was he feeling this way?

 

 

The girl's breath left her mouth huskily, drawing the demon back from his wandering musing and instantly remembering and rekindling his hunger and covetousness. Taking one lengthen inhalation of air, he thrust quickly forward.

"Sesshoumaru, I love you… so much…" The girl's eyes were closed, all her sweetness used to give voice to that few words of endearment, an endearment following a name which did not belong to him.

 

The demon halted, mere millimeters from penetration. Clenching his fist till his knuckles turned bloodless and pale, he took yet another moment of convulsing stillness, as if once again hounded by a hidden voice, the girl's, in his ear.

 

No one who resorts to such despicable ways will win a glorious battle…

 

Finally, with a sigh of frustration, he pushed himself back on his haunches covering his manhood. The confusion in Rin's eyes was dually noted. The demon allowed the spell to fall from her. He did not wish to take this girl under a guise. He wanted her to want him.

"Why am I… Where is Sesshoumaru?" she asked, confusion causing her heart to race. Whatever strength she thought she had regained was lost to shock.

"He was never here.”

 

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Heya

 

Well, if you think that this lemony part is too hot to be true for evil bunny, you're right! I didn't author it. I asked for help. It's by none other than Lucient. I merely slotted in the story part plus some of Rin's parts.

 

In case you're wondering, Kagura is from the prequel and guess what.. she's not dead..

 

 

And sorry for the long break… school's just began… have been busy