InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bloodlust ❯ Politics and Passion (lemon) ( Chapter 17 )

Sesshomaru woke slowly, surprised at the depth of his sleep, and opened his eyes reluctantly. He tightened his arm around Kagome's waist, and she slept on peacefully. He was glad to notice the lines of exhaustion had smoothed themselves out of her face, and nuzzled the smooth ivory curve of her cheek. Slowly he pulled himself from the soft comfort of the bed, leaving her to her sleep.

He pulled on haori and hakama and padded into the hallway, amused to hear a double set of breathing from Sango's room, and knocked carefully on her door, unsurprised when a tousled Miroku opened it and looked out at him with sleepy surprise.

"Lord Sesshomaru! Sango is still sleeping…"

"It is you I wished to speak with, Houshi-Miroku, especially…now."

He inclined his head slightly to point inside the room, and Miroku had the decency to blush slightly.

"She fell asleep in the hall with Shippou and when I brought her in to bed she wanted me to stay."

"That is not what I am concerned with, Houshi-Miroku, though from what Kagome has told me I would have to say it is about time."

Miroku ran a hand through his hair bashfully, and grinned.

"She…has agreed to be my wife."

Sesshomaru nodded.

"That adds a dimension to what I would speak to you of. You will come to the library when you have broken your fast, and we will talk?"

Miroku nodded, and Sesshomaru walked to the library and began pulling at scrolls that he had kept since his father's death. When Miroku arrived, he found Sesshomaru sitting behind a pile of them, all bearing the same seal.

"What did you wish to speak of, Lord Sesshomaru?"

Sesshomaru gestured to the piles of scrolls in front of him and grimaced.

"Two matters, one of grave importance to the future of these lands, and one of less serious import as well. I would address the second of these first."

Miroku nodded, curious.

"The Lady Sango and yourself have been here for several weeks, and I have noticed the effect your presence has on my mate. She needs her friends close to her, most especially now that she cannot go home. I would like for the two of you to stay, if not in the castle than at least somewhere in the Western Lands. There are dwellings scattered throughout, though none of them as large as this. Any of them you may have for you own. I ask you to consider this for the sake of my mate - I know she would never ask it for herself."

Miroku smiled.

"I will have to speak with Sango, of course…but I tell you that I would be pleased to stay here with you and Lady Kagome. We had not decided a place to settle…in fact we have not decide much of anything."

Sesshomaru nodded.

"Then we will proceed to the more immediate of my concerns. The attack of the dragon clan can not go ignored. The scrolls in front of me go back nearly eighty years, to the decisions of the youkai council following my father's death."

Miroku sat up straighter and looked at Sesshomaru oddly.

"There is a youkai council?"

Sesshomaru nodded.

"There is indeed. After the War of the Four Lords, the youkai council was created in order to prevent another such crises. The Lords of the four lands are each members, and several of the lesser youkai lords are included. Power shifts between them depending on clan size and the strength of the leader, and there are occasional disputes, but on all major issues the word of the council is as law, and there has been no argument since the council was formed."

"All this is very interesting, but I do not see how it would affect Sango or I - we are human."

Sesshomaru handed one of the scrolls to Miroku, who perused it carefully and looked up with wide eyes.

"The dragon clan was found responsible for the poison that killed your father….and so the council allowed you to take vengeance on them….appropriate. Did the Dragon's take Rin in retaliation?"

Sesshomaru shook his head, and a trace of red bled into his eyes.

"The reason behind the dragon clan's poisoning of my father is quite simple, and it is the same reason they took Rin. Firstly, a consuming hatred of all things human, though I do not know its cause, and secondly, they believe that the Western Lands rightfully belong to them. Where you and Sango found Kagome and I was well within the boundaries of my lands, and they have often intruded so, though never before in such numbers. Their claim, as they put it, goes back before even the War, to when they occupied these lands. My ancestor destroyed the leader of the clan in single combat, and claimed these lands as his own. They know that as yet I have no heir, and they took Rin in order to lure me to them."

Slowly comprehension dawned on Miroku.

"And if they had managed to destroy you, the could have installed on of their own lords as Lord of the West."

"You show a good understanding of youkai politics, Houshi-Miroku. I do not understand what make them think that the council would ever suffer their rebellion, but this attack against my family goes even more directly against the dictates of the council than their cowardly use of poison to bring down my father. The council must be notified, and it is for this reason that I have requested your assistance. I require…and ambassador of sorts, to inform Lord Kinawai that the council must be summoned. From my observation at Kagome's presentation dinner, he appeared to have some measure of respect for you."

Miroku blinked in startled surprise.

"Would it not be unusual for you to send a human ambassador?"

Sesshomaru frowned slightly in consideration.

"Perhaps, but it is known to Kinawai and the others that you and your future mate were partially responsible for the saving of the jewel. That counts for more than you might suspect, as Naraku was a thorn in more sides than mine. Also you are capable, and I find I should be able to trust you to act in my best interest if it becomes necessary. I can see you desire to discuss this also with the Lady Sango. Do so, but please inform me of your decision as quickly as you can."

Miroku nodded quickly, and stood at once.

"I will go to her now, she should be awake…and I will bring you an answer before the sun sets."

He bowed briefly and went back to Sango, and Sesshomaru sighed and buried himself in obscure points of youkai law, clean, complex, and most of them dealing death in judgment. His claws clenched unconsciously, and he vowed destruction as his vengeance. He was so absorbed in his perusal that he did not hear the door open, and the first he knew of Kagome behind him was her soft hands on his shoulders and the strange heaviness in the warmth of her scent. She slid her hands down his arms and kissed his cheek, and he stood and pulled her into his arms.

"You should still be sleeping, my Kagome."

"I woke up, and besides, I feel mostly fine."

He looked at her with sudden concern.

"Mostly?"

She shrugged.

"Just hungry. Don't look so worried Sess-chan, you're the one who died. I should be worrying about you."

He raised an eyebrow and carried her down the stairs. She laughed, and looked up at him from under her bangs.

"Are you ever going to let me walk anywhere."

"No."

She blinked, and he chuckled at the confusedly surprised expression on her face. He brought her into the dining hall and sat with her on his lap.

"How do I eat sitting on your lap?"

"Like this."

His eyes laughed at her, and he fed her breakfast bite by bite, there in the dining hall on his lap. Sango walked in, blinked, and nearly walked back out again, but Kagome looked up and caught sight of her, and blushed furiously.

"Sango! Help!"

The Taijiya laughed and shook her head.

"This is too much fun to watch."

Kagome pouted, then a thought struck her and she grinned wickedly and nipped boldly at her mark on Sesshomaru's neck. His entire body tensed, and both bowl and chopsticks crashed to the floor. He looked down at Kagome, and his expression was casually evil.

"That…was not fair."

She laughed and took the opportunity to climb out of his lap. He growled softly and stood in a blur, pulling her close to his chest and nuzzling the back of her neck. He ran his tongue along the mark there and she shuddered and leaned back against him. Miroku walked in and wrapped his arms around Sango, grinning lecherously.

"Lord Sesshomaru, will you tell me how you get her to do that?"

Kagome flushed deep pink and glared at Miroku, and Sango slapped him for her. Sesshomaru chuckled slightly, and she looked up at him over her shoulder, and his eyes glinted wickedly. Sango whispered fiercely to Miroku, and he grinned.

"Should we leave them alone?"

"I would say so."

The two left quickly, and Kagome blushed redder at Sango's giggles fading down the hallway.

"Sess-chan, you are horrible!"

He only growled and pulled her closer, eyes narrowed as the heaviness in her scent that he had noticed before grew thicker, and pulled him in. She could feel the hardness of him through the thin silks of her kimono and his hakama, and she tilted her head to the side and felt an insistent, unfamiliar throbbing in the center of her body. Her eyes unfocused slightly, and her hands closed tightly around his wrists as he continued his lapping at the mark on her neck.

"Please?"

There was a pleading huskiness in her voice that swirled into the weight of her scent, and his youkai recognized it with surging suddenness.

"Kagome, are you in heat?"

Her movements as she turned in his arms were drunken and slow, and her hands slid up along his arms and tightened around his shoulders. Quickly, she stood on her toes and bit deeply into her mark. He took a ragged breath and groaned, fighting his youkai to stay standing, but her tongue moved like a whisper across the skin of his throat, and he staggered slightly, pushing her away.

"Kagome! Are you…of course you are. You were human…you've never been in heat before."

She nodded slowly and wrapped her arms around him again, and her scent forced his youkai into his eyes.

"Please, Sess-chan?"

She tilted her head again, and he bit deep. Her breath hissed pleasantly from between clenched teeth, and her eyes burned with an new hunger, and she untied her obi and dropped her kimono on the ground. He growled deeply, and her heat responded, and he let her push him back against the edge of the table. His claws raked swiftly across her breasts, and he lowered his mouth to the welling scratches. Her wanton cry yanked him back to himself, and shut and bolted the great doors. She swayed on her feet, and he caught her and lay her on the floor of the hall, in a panting, growling heap.

His eyes glowed darkly, and he pulled her roughly onto her hands and knees, untying his hakama and dropping to his knees behind her. He thrust deep into her, and she cried out and braced herself against her hands. The head of her engulfed him, and he took her with youkai speed, burying his fangs into the mark on her neck. His skin glistened with a soft sheen of sweat, and muscles rippled beneath. His hands tightened on her, and he felt her shudder in violent pleasure under him, and then again. Her clenching muscles pulled on him, and he surged into her slick heat, and lay panting across her back.

He fought for control with his youkai, won temporarily and jerked away from her and retied his hakama. She crawled recklessly towards him, and he scooped her into his arms and wrapped the silk of her discarded kimono hurriedly around her, and darted through the halls towards his bedroom, and nearly ran into Sango. She looked up in shocked surprise at the youkai lord and the half naked girl in his arms, and stared.

"Lord Sesshomaru are - "

He cut her off abruptly.

"Sango forgive me, but has Miroku told you of what I asked him?"

She nodded.

"What has he decided?"

She scowled.

"We will stay with you, Lord Sesshomaru, and he wishes also to accept your request to travel to the Northern Lands, but he does not wish me to accompany him."

"I can see this troubles you, but I would ask you to stay as well."

"But why?"

Kagome chose that moment to slip her hands inside his haori, and bit out a harsh growl at her.

"Kagome is in heat...and females youkai have their heat only rarely. To have an heir to the Western Lands would destroy the possibility that the dragon clan could reclaim these as their Lands, and during her heat is the only time she can conceive now. But there is not one here to watch Rin and Shippou, and I dare not leave them alone for days at a time."

She looked at him oddly.

"I have seen youkai in heat before….my village was called upon occasionally to prevent one from destroying human settlement…only we could take care of them, because their heat lent them such fierceness. But even if Kagome can not look after them, you can."

He shook his head slowly and grabbed Kagome's hands, holding them away from his body.

"Once I go to her, my youkai will not let me leave her. It is…difficult…for me to control it now. I need you here, Lady Sango. The heat-mating is youkai, I could not describe it so that you would understand…but if anyone goes near her during this time but myself, I would kill them before I recognized their scent."

His voice grated harshly, deeper than its normal tones, and Sango saw in his eyes the battle inside him as his eyes bled youkai.

*Dear Kami…*

He growled at her.

"Will you stay?"

She nodded, almost frightened by the intensity in his movements, and he sped past her down the hallway and the door to his room slammed shut behind him. Miroku ran up behind Sango and stared at the door.

"Sango! What was that?"

Quickly she explained what the youkai lord had explained to her, and Miroku walked up to the Taiyoukai's chambers and touched the head of his staff to it. A pale blue light collected around the intrusion and pushed it away. He nodded slowly.

"Wise. He has placed a barrier of his youkai around this door…no one should be able to break it without considerable effort."

Sango turned to him with worry in her eyes.

"You must go, Miroku, and I must stay…but take Kirara with you at the least, and be careful…"

He smiled and kissed her quickly before she could protest.

"I will leave immediately. Sesshomaru said it would be a three day journey - I will be fine for that long on my own."

He was gone before she could speak another word, and an earth-shattering howl rent the air. Sango blushed furiously and ran back down the hallway to take Shippou and Rin outside.

In the locked room at the end of the hall, two pairs of harshly glimmering red eyes panted in unison.

Naked Sess-chan!! Naked Sess-chan!!! Yummmmy!! Yay for more reviews, I am happy! If any of you readers can draw (because I can't) I would really really love a pic or two for my story, and would gladly worship your great artistic talent forever!