InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Angel ❯ Insatiable ( Chapter 56 )

Chapter Fifty-Six:

Insatiable

"She can see the future," someone whispered.

"Did you hear? Lord Sesshomaru said she was having a vision," another whispered excitedly.

Sesshomaru ignored them in favor of caring for the trembling woman in his arms. He had never seen her this way before. Over the whispers of the surrounding servants he could hear her own mumbled whispers.

"Their eyes…." she whispered against his silken kimono, "They were…."

'Their eyes?'

What eyes? Whose eyes?

He would question her later, when she had calmed down. He leaned in close to her ear as he reached under her legs to lift her.

"Everything will be fine, Kagome. None will harm you," he whispered softly against her ear.

Kagome did not respond, instead pressed her face against his neck seeking his comfort. He stood up and turned to his father standing a few feet away, his amber eyes watching her with concern and interest. InuTaisho had no known about her ability and from the look in his eyes; he was just as interested as the curious servants whispering among themselves.

Sesshomaru said nothing as he pushed through the crowd with Kagome in his arms, the whispers of the servants following him as he headed to his bedchambers.

"I wonder if she will tell me my future," wondered another.

"Do you think she is a witch?" asked one servant female.

The hushed voices faded as he walked up the stone steps. Kagome's grip on his kimono tightened. Leaning down, he gave her cheek a little nuzzle, trying to give her a small gesture of comfort. She seemed to respond well to it. Her grip loosened a fraction and she leaned into the caress, her wet cheek rubbing against his nose.

"All is well, Kagome," he said softly, "I have you now, you are safe,"

As he neared the door to his bedroom, he shifted her in his arms, freeing one hand. He opened the door, stepped inside and closed it behind him with a kick. Carrying her trembling body over to the bed, he attempted to lay her down on the soft feather bed.

Kagome clung to him, her arms like a steel band around his neck, her breath hitching in her lungs.

"Don't…" she said softly.

He smelled fresh tears. Silently he lay down on the bed with her, her arms still around his neck. As they sank into the softness of the bed, Kagome let go of his neck in favor of once more grabbing a fistful of his kimono and curling up into a mini ball, her knees digging into his abdomen.

With his nose buried in her neck, he wrapped his arms around her body.

Though he was aching to know what had scared her so, he dared not ask her until she was calm and composed enough to speak of it. His mind went over and over different scenarios of what her vision had contained and why she had been so afraid.

Maybe it was the hormones of pregnancy that made her easier to scare or maybe they had another problem on their hands.

He hoped it was the former rather than the latter.

Kami knew he had more than he could handle right now. With his father underfoot his nerves were completely shot.

He felt as though he would lash out at the slightest provocation.

Then there was the growing segregation of the Western lands. Over half of the people wished to see InuTaisho in charge of the lands. Even with the stipulation of him and InuTaisho being Co-Lords was not enough for them. The majority wanted InuTaisho and no other.

This was creating conflict among the people. Conflict that could incite a war among the people. It had not gotten to the extent of violence as of yet, but there were signs. Sesshomaru was not so foolish as to ignore them. Something would have to be done soon.

"I'm sorry,"

The apology, softly spoken against his neck brought him out of his thoughts.

"What have you done that you need to apologize for?" he asked as he softly ran his hands up and down her back in a soothing motion.

"For being such an emotional wreck," she mumbled.

"You are pregnant, Kagome, I would expect no less," he said rubbing her extended belly.

Kagome abruptly broke away, sitting up as she wiped her eyes. Sesshomaru sat up as well, watching her intently. She blushed in embarrassment at the feel of his eyes on her. She didn't want to admit that she wanted find comfort and security in him. For some reason, she felt…foolish. Foolish and scared and sad all at the same time.

It was the hormones kicking in. she was sure of it and knowing that made her angry because there was no way to stop those wayward emotions. Not only that, but he was witnessing her melt down.

Once her eyes were as dry as she could manage, she sighed and turned to face him.

"My vision-"

Kagome blinked through unshed tears as he placed a finger against her lips, stopping her explanation.

"You need not explain it at this time. I want you to concentrate on clamming yourself," he said rubbing the pad of his thumb over her lips, "If you seek comfort, you may find it with me,"

Kagome closed her eyes with another sigh, pulling her lips from his finger. Was she that easy to read? And if she was, was that a bad thing? Opening her eyes, she looked up into concerned, surprisingly gentle amber eyes, answering her own question.

At the moment, no. It did not seem like it was such a bad thing.

Leaning forward, she closed her eyes, unshed tears leaking down her cheeks as she pressed her lips to his in a soft kiss. She needed this, needed the closeness, the reassurance that she was not all alone. That he was here to comfort her.

Sesshomaru was quick to turn her soft kiss into more. Deepening the kiss, his hands went directly to her breast, cupping them in as his thumb and forefingers searched for hardened nipples through the silken kimono. He took her lips, her soft gasp of pleasure muted by his lips. It seemed as though it had been an eternity since they had last made love.

He had been a bit reluctant to mate with her, more than reluctant. After the incident with Tourcher he had not wanted to take any chances with her, or their pup's health and well being, and with his father's return, the growing conflict through out the lands, and not be able to find the Evil Six, there had been no time for loving and tenderness between them.

His sex drive had been almost nonexistent. Of course there were times where sexual need and hunger had racked his body but he had mercilessly beaten those feelings down, concern for her health being more important than coupling.

But now, all those pent up feelings of sexual aggression, all those weeks of abstinence came crashing through him full blast, blinding him with passion and need. His cloths were off in record time, tossed carelessly across the room. His blazing amber eyes turned to her clothing. Razor sharp claws tore through her silken kimono, shredding it easily and quickly.

Kagome gasped in surprise.

"Hey! I happened to like that kimonoooooooooh,"

Her words drowned off into a moan as his fingers found their way down to her pussy. Sesshomaru watched in male satisfaction as Kagome withered beneath his fingers, his eyes locked on her body. Reaching out with his other hand, he cupped the heavy weight of one of her breasts, rolling his thumb over the nipple in time with the finger stroking her pussy.

Kagome moaned, her back arching up as fire spread through out her body. She bit her lip as her hips moved of their own accord. She closed her eyes tightly as tension began to build. She was so close, she could feel it.

Her body convulsed as he inserted a finger, pumping slowly as he pinched her nipple. Kagome felt her eyes roll in the back of her head, the air rushing from her lungs.

Leaning down between her thighs, his tongue ran over the sensitive cleft. Kagome nearly came up off the bed. She moaned, her legs trembling as he set a fast pace with his tongue, his fingers moving faster to catch up with the new pace. The tension in her body tightened beyond tolerance.

Reaching down, she grabbed a fistful of silver locks, tugging hard as she squeezed his head between her quivering thighs.

Sesshomaru growled in pleasure, his hips beginning to move. With his face buried between her legs, he ground his dick into the furs beneath him. Pleasure shot through his body. He closed his eyes as she clenched around his finger, imagining her clenching around his cock instead. She was close to the edge. Pushing his finger in deeper, suckling hard, he sent her over the edge with a scream.

Her shriek filled the room, echoing in his sensitive ears. It was the sweetest sound he had ever heard.

He watched with gleaming amber eyes as her body jerked.

As the convulsions faded, and her breathing returned to normal he removed his finger, licking the juices from his finger. Pulling her legs apart, he leaned down once more, suckling softly, sending her into more convulsions. He lapped lazily at her until she reached down with an almost lifeless hand and pushed his face away, the sensation of his tongue against her sensitive flesh too much to bear.

Sesshomaru allowed her to remove his head from between her legs. Leaning up, he nuzzled her belly, the heart beats of his pups filling his ears.

Kagome stroked his hair absent mindedly as her racing pulse began to slow. She felt as though she were floating on a cloud. Her entire body was tingling, pulsing with life. Kagome closed her eyes as he traveled up her body, laying light, wet kisses along her skin. She looked up into his eyes as he towered over her, his strong arms holding him up.

As his lips descended she lifted her chin, eager for his kiss.

Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck as his tongue explored her mouth. The taste of herself on his lips was as erotic as the kiss itself. Her heart began to pound loudly in her chest as his hands curved around her thighs and opened her wide, his hard length probing her wet flesh.

She arched her hips in anticipation and excitement. A moan left her lips as he thrust his hips, burying his entire length inside her. She felt stretched to the limits, his large organ brushing against every sensitive nerve inside of her. His pleasure filled growl rumbled against her ear as he began to move; his thrusts hard and slow.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, locking him against her.

Her body was pulsing, the heat and friction of their rutting making her shiver uncontrollably. Her nails dragged down his back, leaving light scratches in their wake. Sesshomaru shuddered as her finger nails dug into his working buttocks briefly before finding their way back up to his shoulders.

Kagome felt her head spin as his lips crashed down on her own, his groan smashed against her own.

"Oh yeah," Kagome whispered against his lips, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Hooking his arms beneath her knees, he pushed her legs up towards her chest, his thrust becoming more frantic. The new position pushed him deeper. Kagome gasped as he pounded against her, her breathing labored.

A soft curse left his lips as his body began to sweat, his eyes tinting red with pleasure.

Kagome close her eyes tightly as the tension built, more intense than before. Her hands left his shoulders in favor of pulling the furs of the bed beneath her. Seeing her expression and feeling the tightness of her channel, Sesshomaru leaned down and swirled his tongue over her nipples.

The tension suddenly broke, and her orgasm crashed through her.

Her face turned as red, her back arched, and her mouth opened on a silent scream. Sesshomaru closed his eyes in pleasure as she contracted around him, slowing the pace, his fingers digging into the softness of her thighs as he fought to hold his own orgasm.

He wanted to prolong their pleasure, draw it out as long as possible and in the process, drive out the terror her vision had caused her.

Releasing her thighs, he reached for her hair, burying his fingers into her silken tresses as he kissed her throat and neck, his body rocking slowly against her own.

“Oh yes,” she whispered, “Mmmmmm yessssss,”

Every slow thrust of his powerful hips brought a tingling sensation to every inch of her body. It felt so good. Her hands came back to his powerful shoulders, her nails curled into his flesh, racking down his back. Sesshomaru hissed in pleasure, his hips surging against her own, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

The tension began to build. The slow pace was driving her insane. She was right on the edge, her body twisted and turned, fighting the earth shadowing sensation threatening to steal her sanity.

Reaching down to grasp his buttocks, she pushed him into her, trying to force him deeper, faster.

Sesshomaru would have none of it.

Grabbing her hands, he brought them up and over her head, pinning her arms down onto the bed, never once breaking or disrupting the agonizingly slow pace he had set.

"Please…" she moaned in desperation, her hips arching in need.

Leaning down, he swirled his tongue slowly over her lips. Kagome felt her entire body shiver, every muscle in her body tensing. This was truly deadly pleasure. She felt as though she would die from the frustratingly slow pace he had set. It was too much for her.

"Nay," he whispered against her lips.

As he continued his slow pounding, sexual frustration set in the pit of her belly. With a burst of energy, she pushed at him and rolled, flipping him onto his back. With their positions reversed, she was in control of the pace. Looking triumphantly down into his crimson eyes, she began to set the pace, hard and fast.

Instantly ecstasy shot up her spine, spreading through every limb. Watching the bouncing breast with heavy lidded eyes, Sesshomaru allowed her to control the pace…for now.

Pleasure shot through him as her nails dug into his chest, her loud moans ringing in his ear. It was not long before she clamped down around him, her body erupting in delicious convulsions. Sesshomaru closed his eyes against the gripping pleasure, tuning out the erotic sound of her screaming herself hoarse from the intensity of her release.

She collapsed against his chest, her body wet with sweat and limp with exhaustion.

He rolled them over, reclaiming his position above her. With a growl, he lifted her leg, placing it over his shoulder as began to pump furiously into her, his body tingling with pleasure.

It was nearly unbearable pleasure, almost too much, even for him.

Kagome let out as a loud gasp as his hips furiously pounded against her own. As she stared up at the stone ceiling, her mouth open, her face turning beat red, spots danced before her eyes. Her mind was completely bank, her whole being attuned to the pleasure he was creating as another orgasm roared through her body, another following in its wake. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Nothing she had ever thought to feel.

It was indescribable.

Feeling his own orgasm pulsing through his body, Sesshomaru pounded towards it, unable and unwilling to stop it. He came hard, a low snarl erupting from his mouth as his body trembled. He held her tight against him, his hips thrusting helplessly against hers, unable to stop, wanting to prolong the orgasm.

Sesshomaru gripped her thighs, pressing against her tightly.

Minutes ticked by, neither moving, basking in the after glow of their lovemaking. Sesshomaru lay heavily atop her, her hands gently stroking his strong, sweaty back.

The weight of him her was neither unpleasant nor suffocating to her, but rather comforting. With him atop her, his strength wrapped around her like a protective shield, the terrors of her vision no longer seemed so terrifying. She knew without a doubt that he would not let her come to harm. Knowing that filled her heart with a warm feeling.

She was not sure what that feeling was, but she knew it was because of him.

Finally, with a shuddering breath, he rolled over, taking his weight from her. Kagome turned, curling her body into his side, almost too exhausted to move.

"Thank you," she said softly, her voice a bit hoarse, "I can tell you about my vision now,"

Sesshomaru turned to face her, his arms wrapping around her, his head resting atop hers.

"Nay, do not speak of it yet. I would have this time with you uninterrupted with talk of death and destruction," he said.

In all honesty, he wanted this time with her more than he cared to admit. The two of them had been so busy with other objectives that they had not had time for each other. With some much drama going on it was nice to have a mate to release the tension in his life.

It was not something he was accustomed to.

He was used to having the tension of daily living locked up inside him, festering, simmering. Now, he felt content, even carefree. The stress of his father returning, the people of his lands dividing, and the threat of destruction via the Evil Six looming washed from his mind, sure, it was all there in the back of his mind, however these issues did not consume him at the moment.

He looked down at the half sleeping dark haired woman lying in his arms.

Instead, she was his main thought at the moment. She filled his mind. What this meant, he was not sure. He had never had a female fill his mind before. It was completely new to him.

New, but not unpleasantly so.

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InuYasha left the castle in a huff, kicking stones from the dirt path leading into the village, a frown on his face.

Join the freaking military?

What the hell was his father thinking?

He was not the military type. It just wasn't him but he could admit that he understood where his father was coming from. He did indeed want to do something with his life. He wanted his own life, outside of the castle, away from the cold blooded, snotty aristocrats of society.

He wanted that, but he had absolutely no idea how to go about making a life for himself. Loath as he was to admit it, he had lived a very easy and sheltered life. Sure he'd had the discrimination to deal with, but compared to the hardship endure by commoners; he had lived in luxury and comfort.

Joining the military would help him make a little money, as well as help him master different skills. He would stay busy, instead of wandering aimlessly around the Western lands with nothing to do.

Those things aside he still did not feel that joining the military was the right way to go about obtaining those things. It just didn't feel right to him, but in this time and age what other way was there to make a decent living?

He was no farmer, and knew next to nothing about selling merchandise, and there was no way in hell he could be an advisor or an accountant.

What other way could he make a life for himself?

"Dammit all," he muttered to himself, glaring down at another stone as he sent it flying with a swift, agitated kick.

A sudden shift in the wind brought a familiar scent to his nose before the owner of that scent spoke.

"What the fuck is your problem, mutt?"

InuYasha nearly smiled at that. He would never admit how glad he was to see him. If he had been other than whom he was, he would have grinned like a little boy greeting a childhood friend; however, since he was him and he would never do such a thing in concerns to that bastard, he instead returned the insult.

"None of your business, ugly," he said to Lord Yamiko.

"I see you are as foul mouthed as every," Yamiko said, pushing away from the tree he had been leaning on.

InuYasha crossed his arms.

"You're one to talk," he scoffed.

"Indeed I am," he said.

"Why the hell are you here?" InuYasha asked, "Kagome ain't had those little devils yet,"

"Of course not you moron, I'm here for the May Day festival,"

"May Day festival…"

InuYasha thought hard about it. He had almost forgotten about that. He wasn't sure how he had, with all the servants rushing to prepare for the traditional holiday, it was hard to forget. Although this year there was a whole lot going on, which could have contributed to his forgetfulness.

He mentally shrugged. It didn't really matter.

"The May Day festival ain't for another couple of days,"

At least that much he knew.

"Yeah well things in the Southern lands have been pretty calm,"

Yamiko's eyes glittered with mischief. That wasn't entirely the truth. Things were calm in the Southern lands; however, he had used the invitation as a means of getting out of the stack of paper work he had been trying to cut down over the past two months. And then there was the constant nagging of his baby sister to get things done.

He had conveniently forgotten to inform Jolicia that he was leaving.

He smirked in his.

There was no doubt she'd find out pretty soon that his locked study was empty, that he had not shut himself in the paper work infested room in order to concentrate on reading and putting his signature on the documents that had been laid on his desk, that she would be here soon and more pissed than any male could ever hope to be.

Oh well, she would get over it…..eventually.

"Keh, whatever," InuYasha said as he continued down the path.

Yamiko fell into step a few paces behind him. InuYasha said nothing as Yamiko followed. The two walked in silence for a bit. Sensing InuYasha's slightly irritated mood, Yamiko looked over at him.

Even though InuYasha had the outward appearance of being irritated all the time, he could tell that he truly was a bit ticked off by something.

It wasn't his arrival that had made the hanyou upset, it was something else.

"What the hell has gotten your hakamas in a bunch?" Yamiko asked after a while.

"None of your damn business," InuYasha snapped, crossing his arms in anger.

Yamiko raised a brow at that and waited. Five….four….three….two….

"But if you must know, dad is going on about me making a life for myself,"

Yamiko's brows lifted as InuYasha filled him in.

That had not been what he had been expecting. InuYasha in the military? Some how, he couldn't see the short tempered male as a military soldier, but he understand InuTaisho's desire to see his son have his own life.

Yamiko's father had made such a proposal to Yamiko centuries ago. Yamiko had been much like InuYasha, wandering and wasting his life doing nothing. He had gone through with the proposal, though he had not had much of a choice in the matter. His first year had been…surprising. He had though he was in shape but with the basic training that had to be completed every day had opened his eyes to how out of shape he really was.

Through that training, he had gained respect for the soldiers he commanded.

His second year had been used to build a rapport, a sort of bond with his fellow soldiers. It had not been easy, however. He had had to go through some changes, had had to lose some of that arrogance he cloaked himself in. That had been the hardest thing to swallow in comparison to the training and other activities.

With his looks and status as the son and heir of the Lord of the Southern lands, he had thought the soldier beneath him and expected them to treat him as their better.

He had been severely disappointed.

In the military, status, money, even race no longer mattered. Individuals were measured by their integrity and skills, nothing more nothing less. Through learning that, he formed a bond with his men.

A bond that was still strong today.

His third, fourth and fifth year had been for pure enjoyment. Despite the hard work he had thoroughly enjoyed being a soldier. In fact, he had stayed in the military up until the day his father died.

When his father had died there was no longer a choice for him. As his heir, he had had to take over his father's lands.

In the end, when he had returned, he had noticed the changes within himself. He had been more disciplined, not extremely disciplined, but more so than ever before. He had had more appreciation for the life of his soldiers, as well as the life of his people.

Though he still retained that wild streak from before, he could control it in times where control was absolutely necessary.

He looked forward at InuYasha's back, thinking it over. Maybe it wasn't a bad thing for him to join the military. They were so much alike, and Yamiko was sure that InuYasha could benefit from the training and discipline the military offered.

Besides, what else could he really do? In this day and age, there were not many options in which to choose from in reference to employment. Sure there were wealthy farmers and merchants, however, the skills of those merchants and farmers were above average. He could not see InuYasha as a merchant.

A merchant had to have people skills and an eye for quality. He was damned sure InuYasha was not a people person. He was too short tempered, too foul mouthed. Just for amusement, Yamiko tried to visualize InuYasha as a merchant….

InuYasha standing behind a booth with a bunch of ragged and worthless items on display for sell came forth to his mind's eye. He could see his arms crossed, a scrawl on his face as a potential customer eyed the items with distaste on their face.

He could almost hear InuYasha's impatient growl as people came to his booth, looked at the items and move on. In his minds eye, another villager came up to the booth, looking over the items.

"You gonna buy something or what?" InuYasha yelled at the male.

Yamiko laughed aloud as the villager in his mind took off in fear, InuYasha growling after him.

Hearing his laughter, InuYasha turned to look back at him.

"What the hell's your problem?" he asked.

Yamiko said nothing, shrugging his shoulders. InuYasha rolled his eyes and turned back around.

"Weirdo," he mumbled.

Turning his thoughts back to possible occupations for InuYasha, he imagined InuYasha as a farmer. The image was very brief but as thoroughly entertaining as the merchant image….

InuYasha knelt down in a field of dead vegetation, a deep scrawl on his face, amber eyes narrowed at the dead and dying crops.

"Are they supposed to look like that?" InuYasha wonder aloud.

Reaching out with a clawed hand he poked two, orange-brown shriveled up, and oval shaped crops. They were as small as peanuts.

"They don't look like pumpkins to me,"

Yamiko laughed his ass off at that. InuYasha turned, glaring at the laugh male. He had the feeling that he was the source of Yamiko's amusement.

"If you got something to say then say it," he growled.

Yamiko was laughing too hard to even get one word out.

Growling, InuYasha tackled the male. The two rolled down the small hill on which the main road was upon, grass and dirt staining their clothing as they rolled. They bounded down near a pond before skidding to a stop.

Yamiko was quick on his feet. Pushing InuYasha off and into the pond, he stood, still chuckling as InuYasha landed on his back in the water.

"Asshole!" InuYasha yelled as he stood up, water dripping off of him.

"You're the one that tackled me," Yamiko said with another chortle.

"That's because you were laughing at me!" InuYasha said as he wadded from the water back onto dry land.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Yamiko admitted with a grin as he brushed the dirt and grass from his kimono.

InuYasha turned his back to the male and began to wring the water out of his long silver hair, grumbling as he did so.

"So, what are you going to do?" Yamiko asked as he took a seat on the grass.

InuYasha's hands paused in their action for a moment. There was a moment of silence.

"I'm not sure," he said continuing to wring out his hair, "There's not much I'm good at and there aren't many things I'm qualified to do,"

High paying jobs required skills and education. InuYasha could admit that he might have skipped out on one too many lessons as a child. He was no where as intelligent as his elder brother. Sesshomaru had always been interested in furthering his education. Even as a man grown, he still had a hunger for knowledge. InuYasha had never had such a hunger.

"I'm not sure I'm the military type," InuYasha said wrinkling his nose at the word military.

"I didn't think I was either," Yamiko said.

InuYasha turned to face him, his amber eyes wide with surprise.

"You went into the military?" he asked doubtfully.

"Five years, I would have stayed longer had father not died. After father died, I had to leave the military and take over his lands,"

Yamiko was like him in many ways. One way was that Yamiko did not seem like the military type. He was as wild and unruly as InuYasha.

"I don't buy that, you're as wild as me. Ain't no way you stayed in for five years," InuYasha said.

"I was a lot wilder than I am now, and arrogant as shit," Yamiko said.

"You still are, ain't nothing changed,"

Yamiko stood.

"Maybe to you, but to me, that time in the military changed me a lot," he said, "You'll have to see what the military is all about in order to understand what I mean,"

"If I decide to go through with it," InuYasha grumbled.

Yamiko shrugged as he began to walk up hill. InuYasha watched him go, his mind turning over their conversation. He had to admit, he was curious. Yamiko had gone and stayed five years and had wanted to stay longer but had been unable to do so. He wondered if he the military had something to offer him.

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