InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful: An Adventure in Parenthood ❯ Relief ( Chapter 9 )

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Sess or Rin. If I did, the epilogue would have been 6yrs later and not 3, and we would have seen Rin and Sess planning their WEDDING XDDD

A/N: By popular demand… This chapter is actually a look BACK at what happened after chapter 8, and before chapter 9… In other words, it's a breastfeeding/oral/blowjob lime. It also foreshadows a bit more the doggie!Sess/Rin lemon coming up, though there is no bestiality in this chapter.

Also: For those who don't know, breastfeeding DOES actually stimulate contractions of the uterus and vagina, and many women DO report orgasming during breastfeeding... Most are creeped out by it, but it's a physiological response to hormones. Orgasm is VERY GOOD for a woman post-parteum, as it helps the uterus contract and go back to it's original position in the body.

Dedicated to Sesshrin devoter, one of my most loyal readers/reviewers, who, sadly does not have an account here on , or else I would LOVE to PM with her and answer all the wonderful questions she asks. Know that I read each and every one of your reviews, and I'm very VERY grateful for them, Sesshrin devoter!

Sesshoumaru pulled Rin forward on his lap, and encouraged her to kneel on his strong, powerful thighs. He reached back, untying the obi at the small of her back, and then slowly peeled the neckline of his mate's kimono open, revealing her sweet smelling engorged breasts; hanging right before his hungry mouth.

Her nipples were darker than usual, had the substance been available he would have called them 'milk chocolate' as opposed to the usual 'caramel' brown, and they were larger than usual.

Her breasts themselves were entirely full and round and larger than he'd have thought possible on her tiny frame. They were so engorged with milk that when he reached forward to cup his large hand around a sweet smelling mound he found it to be very much more 'firm' than he'd expected. Even his gentle handling in guiding her nipple to his mouth caused milk to bead up on her budded peak, and his nostrils flared at the wonderful scent of her body's nourishment.

His longer-than-human tongue darted out of his mouth and swiped the beads away, and when the taste hit his tongue, Sesshoumaru's eyes closed in rapture. So sweet… creamy… heavy with that taste that is uniquely Rin…

He groaned, reaching around to cup the soft cheeks of her behind, at the same moment he wrapped his lips around her nipple and instincts from his own pup-hood came to the surface and he latched on to the source of nourishment.

Rin groaned when her nipple was pulled in to her mates softly suckling mouth. He drank differently than the pup, who suckled so hard and whose little teeth nipped occasionally in his desperation for food. Sesshoumaru wasn't hungry he was merely taking pleasure in her… And that made all the difference in the sensations.

The hands rhythmically and instinctually kneading her behind added to how erotic the moment was, and Rin felt her inner muscles ripple and contract as Sesshoumaru's continued gentle suckling stimulated hormones, which in turn stimulated contractions in her uterus and vagina… bringing her erotic pleasure that left her both slightly cramping and also on the edge or orgasm.

"Oh gods, Sesshoumaru…" Sesshoumaru could scent his mate's arousal and along with this most intimate act of feeding from her - suckling on one breast and pressing his face deep into the source of the scent of milk while the other large breast brushed his cheek, along with his kneading and squeezing her posterior - had him so, so painfully hard.

Rin's legs were shaking, and it was obvious to him that only his hands at her rear were holding her up.

"Maru, Rin-chan needs… to sit… ungggg…" Rin knew how his alpha ego purred when she used such diminutive speech during their intimate moments. It wasn't that he enjoyed her to speak in a childish manner; it was simply that he enjoyed anything which placed him a position of seeming 'authority', even that 'authority' were mostly imagined or a piece of fantasy. He had a very gentle, very subtle, way of showing dominance which Rin eagerly catered to, because his needs for her submission had never once been abusive, humiliating, or disrespectful. A growl here, a nip there, and a preference for sex from behind or on top… The occasional erotic spanking or mock punishment… All things Rin too gained pleasure from.

Reluctantly Sesshoumaru released Rin's nipple and waited for her sit back against the comfortable cushions which covered their futon.

The most amusing thing was that while to outside eyes it may seem as though Rin were submissive and Sesshoumaru was dominant… It was always Rin who wielded the true power. If Rin made a firm decision, Sesshoumaru had never fought with her on it. Rin was the only one who could dictate his movements…

Rin is thirsty… Silence answered her… But five minutes later, so did a gently running stream.

Rin is hungry… He seemed to completely ignore her, however a giant vegetable patch appeared right in their path no more than fifteen minutes later, and when she got back from picking her fill, a mysterious rabbit was skinned and cleaned, just ready for roasting.

Rin is cold… Still he made no response but a soon Rin found herself in a cave with both a fire blazing and mokomoko wrapped around her.

It wasn't only needs he catered to… And as she got older it was more and more often she expressed her opinions and desires, sometimes quite stubbornly.

Rin is going to visit the village and you can't stop her!

Sesshoumaru dutifully followed for three days while she traveled 'alone' to go and visit her friends. Funny how there were always injured animals along her path, to the point it was kinder to kill them than to let them live… They always appeared right around supper time…

Oh yes… She was troublesome, and the older she got the more stubborn she was and determined to do things on her own, and like a doting… … …. Guardian he had watched from the shadows, both intensely proud and terribly fearful that when she grew she would no longer need and love him.

He couldn't stand it. He couldn't stand to live his life knowing she had found something (or someone) more important, because she had easily grown to be the only thing he… loved.

He looked at her now, the tiny human woman with the incredible inner spirit that to him, made her larger than life. She was seated with her back against the a few of the many cushions of their futon, beckoning him come to her with one leg propped up and the other laying down, bent at the knee.

He was trapped for a moment in time, remembering the wayward child that had scampered at his side; the moody depressed pre-teen who never did quite fit in at the village he'd insisted she stay in until she had a true idea of what she would be giving up if she were to become his… The joyful smile on her beautiful face the day he'd come and finally offered to take her away from that place…

Such a sentimental creature she has made of this Sesshoumaru…

No, that wasn't right. He'd always had a somewhat sentimental side. He carried around that 'useless' sword for all those years, didn't he? It was a gift from his father, and cast-off or not, it was a piece of his chichi-ue. As often as he'd cursed the sword, he still couldn't help but be somewhat relieved when Rin had come scampering back to the campsite - holding it, but not concealing it (as was her goal) - behind her back; waiting until a later time to give it (back) to him.

She should not be able to touch it, a demon sword… So why was she able to carry it off from the battlefield, and bring it back to camp without so much as wincing?

Oh, his father was a clever one… Sesshoumaru would give him that… Especially as it was a very human mate he was currently making his way towards on his hands and knees.

"Come here, Maru."

With a smile he crawled to her, resting his head in the crook of her arm, wraping one arm around her tiny waist, and pulling the leg which had been propped up over his own hip. She cradled him close to her, as she did their son, but with one of her legs drapped over him he could easily reach the hand that was not wrapped around her down between them and gently stoke her pleasure bud with is knuckle while he nursed from her.

Both instinct and his tutor's teachings informed him that orgasm was one of the best ways to heal his mate's body and spirit post-partum, and her aroused scent could not be ignored.

While he rested on the crook of her elbow, he felt her other hand reach down to where he was fully erect and tug his sleeping yukata aside and unravel his fundoshi as best she could until he was free of the cloth restraining him.

"You're so hard…" She breathed, reaching one small hand to stroke him while he thrust his hips forward and continued to suckle at her nipple.

He moaned in response, feeling her hips gently rock in time with his feather light strokes of that bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs that he could never get enough of stimulating.

"I'm sorry we can't… maybe…" She panted and shuddered, and Sesshoumaru noted with regret that it was time to switch breasts. With a few last pulls on her nipple, he pushed himself upwards and she released her intimate hold on him.

Eager to hear what plans she might have to substitute intercourse, he sat up and slanted his mouth over hers briefly, before asking, "Maybe what?"

Rin blushed and he noted she seemed uncomfortable. Odd… Rin was very rarely what one could call 'shy' with him. "Maybe I could… do… something else… Or…" here she hesitated more than usual, and her lower lip quivered though there were no tears he could either see or scent, "you could… maybe… a courtesan?"

To be honest, it would have been the solution most men in his position would use. Monogamy was a foreign concept to nobility. Lords of his stature had many wives, tens of concubines, and visited courtesans. That Sesshoumaru preferred to mate exclusively with Rin was a not only a rarity, it was almost unheard of.

The trouble was… Sesshoumaru simply did not deem most others worthy of him, nor did he trust other females (or males, for that matter) enough to put himself in such a vulnerable position as mating.

For all he knew another Lord could bribe a concubine to attempt to assassinate him…

He kissed her again, more deeply this time and maneuvered to switch sides and lay the opposite way, so he could comfortably access her other breast and she could continue touching if she so pleased. "No… This Sesshoumaru does not mate with others…"

"But-" Rin started to protest while taking a glance down at his still very hard arousal. He silenced her with a single finger rested on her lips.

"It is only you I desire to mate with Rin. You may do as you please or do not please concerning my body's reaction to you, but there will be no others. End of discussion."

With that Rin smiled and nodded while he made himself comfortable in the crook of her opposite arm and guided her other breast to his mouth. She couldn't help noticing the way his mokomoko (now on the proper side to do such a thing) curled itself around her body and the tip of it stroked her rear end while his left leg twitched just a little.

Rin giggled softly, loving her husband more and more each time she noticed the tell-tale signs that he had let his guard down completely around her. "My big puppy…" she cooed, getting an indignant grunt and a mock-growl in response, yet still he refused to unlatch himself from the warm sweet milk flowing into his mouth.

The growl changed pitch though, as soon as Rin once again reached for his large cock and began stroking him, from the root of his desire all the way up over the smooth round mushroom tip leaking beads of pre-cum onto her palm.

His knuckle once again found the apex of her thighs and Rin leaned back just slightly to allow him greater access. She was still very sore in that area, but Sesshoumaru's frequent oral… cleanings… with his healing saliva had done wonders for her body, and along with the breast feeding triggering contractions and it wasn't long before Rin found herself on the edge or orgasm once again.

"Oh gods… Maru… Please…" He growled and taunted her a bit more, pulling back, making Rin shake and groan in frustration before starting all over again more slowly and gently; teasing her senseless.

"Damn you!" Rin growled the third time he pulled back, earning a soft chuckle from her mate who she could feel smiling wickedly around her nipple. "That's it!" She huffed, pulling her breast away and shoving his head back.

Rin lay back and flung her yukata completely off, while he sat on the futon watching her with amusement. "Is there something you wish of This Sesshoumaru?" He deadpanned in his most serious tone.

Rin growled and rubbed her thighs together, trying to relieve the ache in her core, "Don't toy with me, Maru." She groaned.

Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow at how… forward and… demanding she was being. It really wasn't like her… She must be beyond frustrated.

He kind of liked it…

When Rin spread her legs and bent them at the knees, placing the bottoms of her feet on the futon and leaving him with a complete view of her sex, wet and glistening and almost fully healed to pink perfection all thoughts of 'teasing' her further flew from his mind.

He crawled forward and settled his head down between her legs, placing her knees on his shoulders. Slowly and gently he brushed his bottom lip lightly over her pleasure bud, watching her whole body shudder at that simple touch. He peaked the tip of his tongue out, spreading her lips with his thumbs and tracing circles around her swollen pearl.

"Is that what you wanted, little one?" He teased.

"Yes! Gods yes!" Rin bucked her hips up and he went to work in earnest, stroking her with his lips and tongue in a quick soft rhythm, occasionally dipping down to run his tongue along her seam, and even spending a few moments delving into her quivering velvet sheath with the long strong muscle darting from between his lips.

Rin's small delicate fingers twined in his hair, pulling him up to her pleasure bud once more and rocking against him while her hips pumped up and down and the muscles of her tummy quivered and clenched.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhh…" With one final shove of her hips upward the coiling tightness in her core exploded in a series of ripples and waves and Rin's legs froze and her toes curled. Coming down from the incredibly high, Rin sighed and her body felt like jelly laying sweaty and sated on the lush sheets surrounding her.

"Thank you… Thank you…" She repeated, while he crawled up to cover her mouth with a deep kiss. His straining hardness brushed Rin's inner thigh and she instinctually bucked up, but he backed off immediately; afraid if he didn't he would lose control of himself and hurt her unintentionally.

He was really starting to ache, after all.

"Are you alright, now?" Sesshoumaru asked, preparing to leave. He had to get away from her… That scent, her beating heart, her rapid breathing, the small sighs and the shudders of her body from the aftershocks of her orgasm… It was all conspiring to drive him to the point of jumping on her.

Unacceptable. This Sesshoumaru will control himself.

He'd never had this much trouble before… Even when she was fertile during the height of mating season, he'd never once been so compelled to mate with her… And at such an inopportune time, he cursed under his breath, backing away and gathering his clothing in his arms.

At this point, walking naked down the hall was looking like a better option than staying in this room filled with the scent of sex and sweat and milk and… the mother of his pup…

"Where are you going? Come back here!" Rin watched as he got up, grabbed his clothing presumably preparing to leave. Not that he was ever much of a 'cuddle person' but… She certainly hadn't expected him to leave so quickly.

Sesshoumaru gave a warning growl as she approached, trying to tell her back away… But once again, Rin had no fear of him. He gave a cold glare, and allowed his youkai to surface and force his eyes to red and his cheek markings to go jagged. He gave a full on threatening growl, and Rin looked at him bewildered. Not afraid in the least, simply confused.

They both stood still, and silent, as his menacing aura filled the room.

Rin inched closer and his still straining manhood brushed her stomach (he was very much taller than her, after all) and he darted back a few inches, faster than her eyes could track.

Understanding dawned, and Rin's eyes softened as she spoke to him calmly and slowly.

"Come here, Maru…" Rin slowly reached out her hand.

"I do not wish to harm you." He ground out; still staying beyond her reach.

Rin backed away, and pointed to the futon. "Go, sit."

He stood statue still, and Rin knew he was contemplating what to do now. She sighed in exasperation, "Do you really think I would leave you like this? By the gods… Knowing you you'll kill a servant or something… Now go and sit."

Reluctantly, Sesshoumaru sat and closed his eyes, trying to focus on control.

Why was he like this? What was going on? Why was his inner youkai howling to be let out to the point where he truly feared… himself?

Rin approached him slowly, kneeling down on the futon and crawling up in between his legs. Here's hoping he doesn't choke me or something… She sighed.

What has gotten into him?

He growled again when Rin wrapped her hands around his cock, and sucked in a breath between his elongated fangs when he felt her warm, soft lips wrap around his head. Slowly but surely Rin swallowed him down; encasing him in the wet heat of her mouth and the constricting rings of her throat.

He clawed the futon mattress helplessly, while mokomoko wrapped around her body stroking everywhere it could comfortably reach.

Rin bobbed her head and pressed him as deeply into her mouth as she could, using her tongue to run along the underside of his shaft and her hands to squeeze and stroke what she couldn't swallow.

In no time at all she worked up a fast rhythm; a demanding cadence that left Sesshoumaru a twitching, whining, shaking, growling mess on the bed. His hips rose to meet her strokes but thankfully his claws remained buried in the mattress and he didn't force her head down.

He could feel the white hot pressure in his testicles creep up his shaft as Rin sucked hard, and swallowed the pre-seminal drops of his essence down her throat, making the muscles there undulate around his shaft and drawing moans and groans from deep in his throat.

"Faster, Rin…" He pleaded, hating the desperate sound of his own voice and he struggled to maintain what little dignity he had left.

She complied and it was only a few more of her deep, quick strokes and flicks of that teasing little pink tongue before he was over the edge and howling his climax heedless of who in the shiro might hear him.

Rin swallowed his release down in gulps that prolonged his pleasure and when he finally ceased erupting in her mouth, she pulled back, panting and out of breath. "Better?"

Sesshoumaru gulped and nodded, bringing one hand up to brush his matted bangs away from his sweat-drenched forehead.

He lay prone as Rin crawled up to tuck her self at his side and both mokomoko and his arm curled around to comfort her. "Thank you." He breathed, planting a quick kiss on her forehead, and adjusting and leaning down to lick the sweat from the side of her cheek, and neck, nuzzling into her and scenting the comforting scent of Rin.

Still, he was troubled at his reaction earlier. His youkai had been clawing to break free so hard that he thought he would transform at any moment… It was no longer spring, and Rin did not scent of fertility, so there was no reason for it…

Not like last time…