InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful: An Adventure in Parenthood ❯ I love you ( Chapter 17 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Ravyn Skye 
The first time he tell her, in so many words. Warnings for Sess/Rin lemon etc etc Don't like, don't read.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.20.2010 | Updated On: 12.20.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 891 | Status: Completed
The first time he tell her, in so many words. Warnings for Sess/Rin lemon etc etc Don't like, don't read.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.20.2010 | Updated On: 12.20.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 891 | Status: Completed
A/N: Just a quick update to prove I'm ALIVE. I'm in the process of moving, so a few more days before the next update, which will be to 'Reincarnation with a Twist' and Bound For Tomorrow is about half-way through the editing process. I tend to write in big chunks, so there will be multiple updates in the next 4-5 days. Be on the lookout! *hearts*
It should be noted that in Feudal Era Japan, noble men prefered their women to be... let's just say more 'rounded' than is the current fashion. Sesshoumaru liking Rin being chubby goes along with the culture and time period. Men loved women with love handles and pooches and extra weight on them. This is true not only for Japan of this time period, but also much of western society as well.
(Also, you can find me on facebook as Ravyn Skye!)
His mind was filled with nothing but the scent of her arousal, the taste of her sex, the sound of her muffled breathing, and the feel of her soft, fleshy legs wrapped around his shoulder blades. So soft… Thick… Curvy… Rounded… Feminine perfection…
He delighted in how much… thicker… she was now; loved the way the extra weight filled out her curves and made her soft and round beneath him.
This is how a woman should feel…
He contrasted her chubby thighs against the hard angle of his leanly muscled shoulders and found the greatest pleasure in how well she complimented him, now. No more hip bones grinding together, or knobby knees, pointy elbows, or firm, upward tilting breasts.
She was a fully formed woman now, not a child, and no longer just a teenager flirting with hips and breasts, still a step-or-two shy of full maturity; motherhood had transformed her into a seductive creature with all the charms of true womanhood in her arsenal.
Heavy breasts with dark nipples that leaked precious white beads of sweet nourishing milk, a tapered waist line but with a soft chubby belly that led to well defined hips that flared out and spoke of fertility and swayed when she walked on those tiny travel-roughened feet; her hips leading to thick meaty thighs, and, his personal favorite - a full and rounded backside.
She'd always been curvy; dare he say, even when she was eight she'd had tiny little hips and rounded (by comparison) thighs with a cute little rump… nothing to stir his passions, but enough to indicate what a beauty she would be when she was older, but never had he dared to hope she would have matured and filled out so incredibly well.
She was just so damn feminine now, and everywhere his hands traveled he could squeeze and fill his palms with pale, soft skin and sexy handfuls of her delightfully soft body… Not a bone in sight or feel, save for the ridge of her collar bones.
He loved it. She was beautiful. He hoped this extra weight was here to stay and she remained as nicely filled out as she was now… If simple food was not enough to sustain the changes, then he'd be more than happy to give her another child.
He growled, deep and low and masculine, pulling his arm under his body and sneaking his hand up, so he could fill her womanhood with his fingers, leaving his tongue free to slide up and flick that tiny little pink bud until her legs went taut and her toes curled.
"My Lord!" The girl gasped quietly, as her hips bucked up and he took that as his cue to dive deep between her legs and wrap his lips around her nubbin, running the flat of his tongue over and over that sacred place while sucking gently; his fingers were diligently working inside her – exploring – because the landscape had changed and he was discovering the inside of her sex as if for the first time, all over again.
"Deeper, my Lord… curl your fingers… Ahhhhhhh… Oh!" And then he knew by the contraction, the feeling of those hot tight walls gripping his fingers all around, that he'd found her sweet spot, and he took full advantage, swirling around and curling his fingers forward, pressing in with the tips of his digits and massaging that spot – slowly, precisely, rhythmically – until his precious little one came undone and jerked and spasmed, spilling sweet nectar from her sex and filling his nose with the scent he treasured more than anything else in the world… The scent of her sexual satisfaction.
Any male could shove himself inside a female… But only a real man could bring a female true pleasure; and, Sesshoumaru prided himself on many things, but more than anything, he indulged in the masculine smugness that comes with being an alpha male. He could most certainly bring his bitch to orgasm, he inwardly gloated.
"Gods Sess…" Rin panted, releasing her death-grip on his hair, "You're incredible…"
He gave a wicked smirk, sliding up her body and leaving nips and licks along his path… Part of him just wanted to take a bite out of her… Not really literally, but figuratively devour her, the way she swallowed him up whenever he pushed inside her; she kept him trapped within her, holding him prisoner but he trusted himself, his manhood, to her safe, warm, wet and comforting embrace. "I'm not done with you yet, beloved." He taunted, moving slowly to nuzzle her breasts and kiss around her areolas, before capturing a nipple with his lips and sucking softly, relishing the small beads of sweetness leaking onto his tongue, and pulling his hand up to massage her breast and coax more of that delicious taste from her.
Rin went stiff… He so very rarely used such open endearments toward her and her mind spun with the weight of it. "Say it again," she whispered, gently feeling in the darkness for his ear and scratching lightly behind it. She knew that some demons could not feel love the way humans did… And she'd never had the courage to ask Sesshoumaru if he… loved her.
Devotion, loyalty, attraction, appreciation… All those she was sure of, but… love? Could he even… feel that? Really, truly, feel that?
"Hm?" He grunted absentminded, switching breasts and continuing to work at stimulating her, finding his patience wearing thin and his cock leaking pre-seminal essence, impatient to be inside his mate.
"Call me… that… again." She hesitated, groaning when he ran a fang over her nipple and then nipped it gently, wringing pleasure spiked with a hint of sensitizing pain from her enraptured body, "Please, Sess… Just… uh… one more… ah!" Rin arched her back as he slid further up and began to nuzzle and lick her neck and shoulder. Is he even listening anymore? She briefly wondered, inwardly chuckling at how hard it was for him to concentrate on her words right now. He must really want her, "Time!"
He finally pulled back, and, though he knew she couldn't see him in the darkness like he could her, he looked down into her face, his mind desperately trying to think of what she could mean, before he recalled… He'd openly called her 'beloved'.
"Rin…" He stroked her face softly, sliding his legs and hips into position, and using the hand not at her face to reach down and grab the back of her knee, guiding her to open up wide and let him in… accept him… back inside her body… Welcome him home.
Once they were in position, he leaned down kissed her slow and soft and deep and moved his hand between their bodies to guide his hot member into her slick sex. He pushed slowly but firmly, filling her up and feeling himself be swallowed entirely… absorbed into her body until they were one, once more. When he was seated firmly to the hilt, he rolled his hips, moaning deep at her responding quiver. He let go her mouth, and moved to whisper in her ear, "Do not ever doubt, Rin…" He rocked gently and she gasped, "Your Lord…" He pulled out, then pushed back in, "This Sesshoumaru…" He thrust with a bit more force and Rin responded, learning this dance all over again, and relishing the feel of his thickness rubbing against her sheathe with exquisite friction,
"I…" He continued to pick up his pace, letting the soft thud of their bodies moving in timeless rhythm echo in the darkness of the cave, "love you."
At those words, Rin shattered, crying out so loud he had to kiss her to swallow up the scream that might have woken their sleeping infant.
He ground hard, pitched deep, and pumped himself into that perfect tightness thrice more before following her off the precipice of pleasure. His testes tightened and he felt his cock expand, knotting inside her and locking them together in a silhouette of passion, "I love you." He confirmed once more, spilling his seed inside her waiting belly, not yet fertile again… But this night wasn't about making offspring.
This night was about making love.
"Thank you." Rin whispered into the dark, clinging on to her Lord with shaking fingers, never wanting to let go, "Thank you."
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It should be noted that in Feudal Era Japan, noble men prefered their women to be... let's just say more 'rounded' than is the current fashion. Sesshoumaru liking Rin being chubby goes along with the culture and time period. Men loved women with love handles and pooches and extra weight on them. This is true not only for Japan of this time period, but also much of western society as well.
(Also, you can find me on facebook as Ravyn Skye!)
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His tongue slid against her smooth, wet, quivering pink flesh and the slickness he tasted made the vein in his cock pulse in rhythm with the hard, quick beats of his heart. Sesshoumaru felt nails scratch against his scalp, and he shivered in response. Rin…His mind was filled with nothing but the scent of her arousal, the taste of her sex, the sound of her muffled breathing, and the feel of her soft, fleshy legs wrapped around his shoulder blades. So soft… Thick… Curvy… Rounded… Feminine perfection…
He delighted in how much… thicker… she was now; loved the way the extra weight filled out her curves and made her soft and round beneath him.
This is how a woman should feel…
He contrasted her chubby thighs against the hard angle of his leanly muscled shoulders and found the greatest pleasure in how well she complimented him, now. No more hip bones grinding together, or knobby knees, pointy elbows, or firm, upward tilting breasts.
She was a fully formed woman now, not a child, and no longer just a teenager flirting with hips and breasts, still a step-or-two shy of full maturity; motherhood had transformed her into a seductive creature with all the charms of true womanhood in her arsenal.
Heavy breasts with dark nipples that leaked precious white beads of sweet nourishing milk, a tapered waist line but with a soft chubby belly that led to well defined hips that flared out and spoke of fertility and swayed when she walked on those tiny travel-roughened feet; her hips leading to thick meaty thighs, and, his personal favorite - a full and rounded backside.
She'd always been curvy; dare he say, even when she was eight she'd had tiny little hips and rounded (by comparison) thighs with a cute little rump… nothing to stir his passions, but enough to indicate what a beauty she would be when she was older, but never had he dared to hope she would have matured and filled out so incredibly well.
She was just so damn feminine now, and everywhere his hands traveled he could squeeze and fill his palms with pale, soft skin and sexy handfuls of her delightfully soft body… Not a bone in sight or feel, save for the ridge of her collar bones.
He loved it. She was beautiful. He hoped this extra weight was here to stay and she remained as nicely filled out as she was now… If simple food was not enough to sustain the changes, then he'd be more than happy to give her another child.
He growled, deep and low and masculine, pulling his arm under his body and sneaking his hand up, so he could fill her womanhood with his fingers, leaving his tongue free to slide up and flick that tiny little pink bud until her legs went taut and her toes curled.
"My Lord!" The girl gasped quietly, as her hips bucked up and he took that as his cue to dive deep between her legs and wrap his lips around her nubbin, running the flat of his tongue over and over that sacred place while sucking gently; his fingers were diligently working inside her – exploring – because the landscape had changed and he was discovering the inside of her sex as if for the first time, all over again.
"Deeper, my Lord… curl your fingers… Ahhhhhhh… Oh!" And then he knew by the contraction, the feeling of those hot tight walls gripping his fingers all around, that he'd found her sweet spot, and he took full advantage, swirling around and curling his fingers forward, pressing in with the tips of his digits and massaging that spot – slowly, precisely, rhythmically – until his precious little one came undone and jerked and spasmed, spilling sweet nectar from her sex and filling his nose with the scent he treasured more than anything else in the world… The scent of her sexual satisfaction.
Any male could shove himself inside a female… But only a real man could bring a female true pleasure; and, Sesshoumaru prided himself on many things, but more than anything, he indulged in the masculine smugness that comes with being an alpha male. He could most certainly bring his bitch to orgasm, he inwardly gloated.
"Gods Sess…" Rin panted, releasing her death-grip on his hair, "You're incredible…"
He gave a wicked smirk, sliding up her body and leaving nips and licks along his path… Part of him just wanted to take a bite out of her… Not really literally, but figuratively devour her, the way she swallowed him up whenever he pushed inside her; she kept him trapped within her, holding him prisoner but he trusted himself, his manhood, to her safe, warm, wet and comforting embrace. "I'm not done with you yet, beloved." He taunted, moving slowly to nuzzle her breasts and kiss around her areolas, before capturing a nipple with his lips and sucking softly, relishing the small beads of sweetness leaking onto his tongue, and pulling his hand up to massage her breast and coax more of that delicious taste from her.
Rin went stiff… He so very rarely used such open endearments toward her and her mind spun with the weight of it. "Say it again," she whispered, gently feeling in the darkness for his ear and scratching lightly behind it. She knew that some demons could not feel love the way humans did… And she'd never had the courage to ask Sesshoumaru if he… loved her.
Devotion, loyalty, attraction, appreciation… All those she was sure of, but… love? Could he even… feel that? Really, truly, feel that?
"Hm?" He grunted absentminded, switching breasts and continuing to work at stimulating her, finding his patience wearing thin and his cock leaking pre-seminal essence, impatient to be inside his mate.
"Call me… that… again." She hesitated, groaning when he ran a fang over her nipple and then nipped it gently, wringing pleasure spiked with a hint of sensitizing pain from her enraptured body, "Please, Sess… Just… uh… one more… ah!" Rin arched her back as he slid further up and began to nuzzle and lick her neck and shoulder. Is he even listening anymore? She briefly wondered, inwardly chuckling at how hard it was for him to concentrate on her words right now. He must really want her, "Time!"
He finally pulled back, and, though he knew she couldn't see him in the darkness like he could her, he looked down into her face, his mind desperately trying to think of what she could mean, before he recalled… He'd openly called her 'beloved'.
"Rin…" He stroked her face softly, sliding his legs and hips into position, and using the hand not at her face to reach down and grab the back of her knee, guiding her to open up wide and let him in… accept him… back inside her body… Welcome him home.
Once they were in position, he leaned down kissed her slow and soft and deep and moved his hand between their bodies to guide his hot member into her slick sex. He pushed slowly but firmly, filling her up and feeling himself be swallowed entirely… absorbed into her body until they were one, once more. When he was seated firmly to the hilt, he rolled his hips, moaning deep at her responding quiver. He let go her mouth, and moved to whisper in her ear, "Do not ever doubt, Rin…" He rocked gently and she gasped, "Your Lord…" He pulled out, then pushed back in, "This Sesshoumaru…" He thrust with a bit more force and Rin responded, learning this dance all over again, and relishing the feel of his thickness rubbing against her sheathe with exquisite friction,
"I…" He continued to pick up his pace, letting the soft thud of their bodies moving in timeless rhythm echo in the darkness of the cave, "love you."
At those words, Rin shattered, crying out so loud he had to kiss her to swallow up the scream that might have woken their sleeping infant.
He ground hard, pitched deep, and pumped himself into that perfect tightness thrice more before following her off the precipice of pleasure. His testes tightened and he felt his cock expand, knotting inside her and locking them together in a silhouette of passion, "I love you." He confirmed once more, spilling his seed inside her waiting belly, not yet fertile again… But this night wasn't about making offspring.
This night was about making love.
"Thank you." Rin whispered into the dark, clinging on to her Lord with shaking fingers, never wanting to let go, "Thank you."
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