InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Begging For Mercy ❯ With You ( Chapter 10 )
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By: yokosfoxyladyxoxo 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.06.2012 | Updated On: 01.15.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 395 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.06.2012 | Updated On: 01.15.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 395 | Status: Completed
Kagome was watching as Sesshomaru’s head dipped toward her own in slow motion, her eyes falling shut more and more the closer it got. Finally, the distance was closed between them and she could feel his firm yet soft lips massaging against her own, her eyes falling completely shut as she decided to just not think for once. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her hands were pressed against his chest.
The kiss only lasted a few moments but it had seemed like it went on for hours to her. When Sesshomaru’s lips left her own, her eyes opened and she stared up into his golden hues. He leaned down to press his forehead against hers, seeming to be breathing rather heavy.
“What do you do to this Sesshomaru, Kagome,” he muttered as he closed his eyes once again, his right arm joining his left around her waist. Kagome licked her now slightly swollen lips and let herself get comfortable in his embrace; oddly, it felt nice to be in the demon lord’s arms. If she had to be completely honest, this felt more right than she had ever felt with Inuyasha in the brief moments that he actually showed his feelings for her.
The miko sighed contently, letting her eyes close once more but the images that flashed through her mind had her eyes shooting open. Her body trembled against Sesshomaru’s as the montage of images attacked her mental state.
Feeling her tremble and then feeling intense fear in her scent had Sesshomaru pulling away from the miko to look down into her terror-filled brown eyes. Worry crossed his features for a brief moment and he caught her before she collapsed on her knees onto the ground. “Kagome?” Sesshomaru started uncertainly as not a sound came from her but tears were streaking down her face as she continued to tremble.
“Make it stop,” she whimpered softly, her hands coming up to clutch at her head. “Make what stop Kagome? What’s wrong?” he asked her. “The memories, just please make it stop,” she whimpered even more. Sesshomaru growled softly, he should have known that her being unaffected by Naraku’s hold wouldn’t last for too long.
Dropping to his knees, he allowed her to do the same and he pulled her into an embrace, feeling her stiffen and more fear entered her aura. She was scared of him now, scared of what he could do to her. The demon lord frowned; he didn’t want her to be afraid of him.
Her whimpers increased as the images became more vivid and started to become flashbacks.
Flashback Start (This will be the only Warning I’m going to put but this flashback will have dark themes, if you do not want to read it then scroll down to where the flashback ends):
“Ah, little miko, are we still feeling feisty,” a dark voice chuckled as the door to her cell opened. “Damn right I’m feeling feisty you coward!” She growled out, she kept the same look on her face as he got closer and closer to her and she flinched when his hands made contact with her bare flesh.
“Now, now Kagome; there is no need for hostility, you know what happens when you get feisty with me,” he purred, his voice tickling the shell of her ear. “Don’t touch me you sick freak!” she growled out and struggled against her bonds as her worst enemy’s face nuzzled her bruised neck.
“It’s such a shame miko, I was going to let you have some fun, but now you have only made me angry,” he growled out, his claws digging into her sides and he took pleasure at hearing her cry out in pain. “What miko? No snarky come back?” he growled out, digging his nails in deeper and dragging down until four cuts from the middle of her sides to the top of her hips resided on her skin.
She cried out again, tears pricking her eyes as her blood trickled down her skin. “Fuck…you,” she managed to get out, spitting in his face. Naraku smirked as he smelt the salt of her tears mixing in with the sweet scent of her blood. It was almost intoxicating to the evil hanyou.
This had been going on for at least a week now, him coming in and playing with her a little bit, trying to break her. But she wasn’t letting that happen, she wouldn’t let him break her spirit.
His cold, thin hand was placed on her cheek in an almost loving gesture while his lips bruised hers. Kagome struggled as best as she could, she had no way to fight him since the shackles chained to her body were power binding so she couldn’t purify him. She was completely hopeless and at his disposal, but it didn’t mean that she wouldn’t fight him.
When his tongue entered her mouth, she bit down on it hard causing him to pull back from the kiss and slap her across the face with such force that it snapped her head to the side. Dark spots danced across her vision and she turned her head to look at him, the look of defiance still dancing in her brown hues and smirk on her split lips.
“You little bitch,” the hanyou growled, his hand going around her neck and tightening considerably, cutting off her airways. Searing hot pain was the next thing she felt while his body pressed to hers. His hand left her neck only to grip her thighs to keep them apart. The miko desperately tried to stifle her screams, tried her hardest not to give him that satisfaction but the rough way he was taking her made her want to scream
And scream she did as his hips and hands abused her body.
End Flashback
“Kagome, come back to me,” Sesshomaru whispered into the struggling miko’s ear, keeping both his arms wrapped around her as she cried and whimpered. He didn’t know what to do aside from holding her, he didn’t go through what she went through and there was no way that he would ever know what she went through unless she told him. The demon lord couldn’t do that to her though, he wouldn’t make her relive the entire 6 months that she was Naraku’s captive.
If just one flashback did this to her then he wouldn’t let anyone ask her about it.
Finally after an hour of sobbing into his chest, he felt Kagome calm down and pull her head away from him. When he looked down at her, he frowned and cupped her face with his hands, wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks. “I’m sorry Lord Sesshomaru, I just…really needed that, I guess,” she whispered softly.
The demon lord shook his head, “do not fret over it Kagome, you’ve put on a strong front for your friends but you do not have to do such with me,” he told her and pulled his hands away from her face. Wrapping his arms around her waist again, he stood and helped her up. “Do not worry about training tonight,” he whispered.
“No! I want to train Sesshomaru-sama, if anything, that’ll keep my mind occupied and off of…memories,” she said frantically, her hands fisted in his haori. He nodded, “okay Kagome, I will train you, only if it helps you forget about what happened to you,” he said and kissed her forehead gently. He felt the miko nod, “thank you Sesshomaru…for holding me while I cried over this, it means a lot that you aren’t calling me weak like someone we know,” she said softly.
“I wouldn’t call you weak for that, if anything, I’d describe you as being strong because even though you went through all of that for 6 months, you never gave up on living, you aren’t a drooling mess on the ground,” he told her. For the first time in an hour, he saw a smile form on her lips.
Kagome smiled up at Sesshomaru, “thank you,” she whispered and leaned up to brush her lips across his gently and felt him return her kiss. “You are going to have to be patient with me, though, Sesshomaru; it’s going to be a long time before I can let any man…touch me…the way that Naraku had,” she said once she pulled away from him.
“Say no more on the subject , Kagome, I will wait until you are ready before we explore anything further than this,” the taiyoukai said.
“Thank you, again,” she said and laid her head against his chest once more, sighing softly.
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The kiss only lasted a few moments but it had seemed like it went on for hours to her. When Sesshomaru’s lips left her own, her eyes opened and she stared up into his golden hues. He leaned down to press his forehead against hers, seeming to be breathing rather heavy.
“What do you do to this Sesshomaru, Kagome,” he muttered as he closed his eyes once again, his right arm joining his left around her waist. Kagome licked her now slightly swollen lips and let herself get comfortable in his embrace; oddly, it felt nice to be in the demon lord’s arms. If she had to be completely honest, this felt more right than she had ever felt with Inuyasha in the brief moments that he actually showed his feelings for her.
The miko sighed contently, letting her eyes close once more but the images that flashed through her mind had her eyes shooting open. Her body trembled against Sesshomaru’s as the montage of images attacked her mental state.
Feeling her tremble and then feeling intense fear in her scent had Sesshomaru pulling away from the miko to look down into her terror-filled brown eyes. Worry crossed his features for a brief moment and he caught her before she collapsed on her knees onto the ground. “Kagome?” Sesshomaru started uncertainly as not a sound came from her but tears were streaking down her face as she continued to tremble.
“Make it stop,” she whimpered softly, her hands coming up to clutch at her head. “Make what stop Kagome? What’s wrong?” he asked her. “The memories, just please make it stop,” she whimpered even more. Sesshomaru growled softly, he should have known that her being unaffected by Naraku’s hold wouldn’t last for too long.
Dropping to his knees, he allowed her to do the same and he pulled her into an embrace, feeling her stiffen and more fear entered her aura. She was scared of him now, scared of what he could do to her. The demon lord frowned; he didn’t want her to be afraid of him.
Her whimpers increased as the images became more vivid and started to become flashbacks.
Flashback Start (This will be the only Warning I’m going to put but this flashback will have dark themes, if you do not want to read it then scroll down to where the flashback ends):
“Ah, little miko, are we still feeling feisty,” a dark voice chuckled as the door to her cell opened. “Damn right I’m feeling feisty you coward!” She growled out, she kept the same look on her face as he got closer and closer to her and she flinched when his hands made contact with her bare flesh.
“Now, now Kagome; there is no need for hostility, you know what happens when you get feisty with me,” he purred, his voice tickling the shell of her ear. “Don’t touch me you sick freak!” she growled out and struggled against her bonds as her worst enemy’s face nuzzled her bruised neck.
“It’s such a shame miko, I was going to let you have some fun, but now you have only made me angry,” he growled out, his claws digging into her sides and he took pleasure at hearing her cry out in pain. “What miko? No snarky come back?” he growled out, digging his nails in deeper and dragging down until four cuts from the middle of her sides to the top of her hips resided on her skin.
She cried out again, tears pricking her eyes as her blood trickled down her skin. “Fuck…you,” she managed to get out, spitting in his face. Naraku smirked as he smelt the salt of her tears mixing in with the sweet scent of her blood. It was almost intoxicating to the evil hanyou.
This had been going on for at least a week now, him coming in and playing with her a little bit, trying to break her. But she wasn’t letting that happen, she wouldn’t let him break her spirit.
His cold, thin hand was placed on her cheek in an almost loving gesture while his lips bruised hers. Kagome struggled as best as she could, she had no way to fight him since the shackles chained to her body were power binding so she couldn’t purify him. She was completely hopeless and at his disposal, but it didn’t mean that she wouldn’t fight him.
When his tongue entered her mouth, she bit down on it hard causing him to pull back from the kiss and slap her across the face with such force that it snapped her head to the side. Dark spots danced across her vision and she turned her head to look at him, the look of defiance still dancing in her brown hues and smirk on her split lips.
“You little bitch,” the hanyou growled, his hand going around her neck and tightening considerably, cutting off her airways. Searing hot pain was the next thing she felt while his body pressed to hers. His hand left her neck only to grip her thighs to keep them apart. The miko desperately tried to stifle her screams, tried her hardest not to give him that satisfaction but the rough way he was taking her made her want to scream
And scream she did as his hips and hands abused her body.
End Flashback
“Kagome, come back to me,” Sesshomaru whispered into the struggling miko’s ear, keeping both his arms wrapped around her as she cried and whimpered. He didn’t know what to do aside from holding her, he didn’t go through what she went through and there was no way that he would ever know what she went through unless she told him. The demon lord couldn’t do that to her though, he wouldn’t make her relive the entire 6 months that she was Naraku’s captive.
If just one flashback did this to her then he wouldn’t let anyone ask her about it.
Finally after an hour of sobbing into his chest, he felt Kagome calm down and pull her head away from him. When he looked down at her, he frowned and cupped her face with his hands, wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks. “I’m sorry Lord Sesshomaru, I just…really needed that, I guess,” she whispered softly.
The demon lord shook his head, “do not fret over it Kagome, you’ve put on a strong front for your friends but you do not have to do such with me,” he told her and pulled his hands away from her face. Wrapping his arms around her waist again, he stood and helped her up. “Do not worry about training tonight,” he whispered.
“No! I want to train Sesshomaru-sama, if anything, that’ll keep my mind occupied and off of…memories,” she said frantically, her hands fisted in his haori. He nodded, “okay Kagome, I will train you, only if it helps you forget about what happened to you,” he said and kissed her forehead gently. He felt the miko nod, “thank you Sesshomaru…for holding me while I cried over this, it means a lot that you aren’t calling me weak like someone we know,” she said softly.
“I wouldn’t call you weak for that, if anything, I’d describe you as being strong because even though you went through all of that for 6 months, you never gave up on living, you aren’t a drooling mess on the ground,” he told her. For the first time in an hour, he saw a smile form on her lips.
Kagome smiled up at Sesshomaru, “thank you,” she whispered and leaned up to brush her lips across his gently and felt him return her kiss. “You are going to have to be patient with me, though, Sesshomaru; it’s going to be a long time before I can let any man…touch me…the way that Naraku had,” she said once she pulled away from him.
“Say no more on the subject , Kagome, I will wait until you are ready before we explore anything further than this,” the taiyoukai said.
“Thank you, again,” she said and laid her head against his chest once more, sighing softly.
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