InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Calming Violence, forever mine [sesshoumaru] Part 2 of Calming Violence ❯ Lovely little Lemon ( Chapter 3 )

Lovely little lemon.

You kissed him hard, running your hand down his body, you hadn't been able to do this in so long, you just wanted to touch him, to touch and be touched. You touched him, running your hand over the soft silken skin of him while he shuddered underneath you. Pulling back he looked at you eye tinted red with lust; you knew your eyes would be darker with desire. Wrapping your hand around him you pulsed your hand several times until he was breathless, his eyes unfocused. Giving his time to catch his breath you licked his neck in a long wet line, laughing that deep masculine laugh that all guys get when they are sure of you and what's about to happen. "You're feeling better," he said his voice deeper than normal, "Not as good as I could be, Sesshoumaru, make me better," you whispered against the big pulse in his neck, throbbing under all that tender skin. His hand thrust up into your hair pulling your head onto a funny angle, giving him a long clear line of neck, pulling a deep brace growl from inside your throat. He licked, kissed and bit his way down your neck till he found his mark, the mark had dulled, began to fade from lack of touch, the anger and pain between you. Licking it in a long lingering line; pleasure burning through you veins you cried out, withering in his lap, the water splashing around you. You felt his smirk against your skin, bitting down playfully, just the way you liked, to dance the line of pleasure and pain. Releasing you he blow a hot line down your skin making you shudder in his lap, "Stand for me," you said your voice lower, husky, very, very sexy. It's called a bedroom voice for a reason. Smirking knowingly he stood, your one weakness was water, if he was wet and nude you would do anything for him and he knew it. Swallowing you knelt so that you faced another part of his anatomy; it also had a head, long thick, hard, and ready the skin there a little darker than the rest of his skin. Licking his slowly you drew a sound from him somewhere between a moan and a cry, taking him slowly into your mouth you began the slow teasing game of drawing as many different sounds from him as you could. After awhile you pulled back breathless but pleased, his hands grabbing your shoulders he pulled you to your feet, kissing you hard and hungry. He slid his hands behind you tracing your spine, sliding over you butt to grasp your thighs. Your arms around his neck, fingers tangled in his long hair as he lifted pulling a sound from your throat, full of frustration, hunger and pure sexual desire. Wrapping your legs around him, resting your self against his throbbing member you pulled back whispering "Maybe we should go to the bedroom to finish this," breathless. Blinking he nodded, carrying you out of the bathroom into your sheared room, he half walked half staggered to the bed. Laying down on top of your already pushing his way into your feminine channel, you were wet but tight, so trebly tight. "You too tight I don't want to hurt you," he whispered his voice strained as he stoped pushing, forcing himself in. "Sesshoumaru please, just fuck me, please, please, please," somewhere in that last please he thrust himself as hard and as fast as he could into you, having to fight the natural reluctance of your body, until he reach the very end of you. By the time he hit the end of you; you were screaming, struggling underneath him, not to get away but because you couldn't not do it. Your nails bitting into his flesh as he thrust himself in and out of you, hard and fast. He brought you screaming, nails racking down his arms and back you teeth seating into his shoulder until you tasted the sweet metallic taste of his blood. Somewhere in the middle of it all you felt him go, heard him cry your name throwing his head back. When you came back to your body, he was laying on top of you, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he had relearn to breath. "Hmmm all better," you breathed making him laugh, which with him still being inside you made you writher causing him to thrust himself inside you again, "Oh god not so soon!" you cried withering beneath him. Pulling out of you he rolled off, laying beside you, "I missed you Devani," he whisper pulling you closer to him, his voice thick with sleep. "I missed you too my love, promise me we won't fight like that ever again?" you asked as he pulled the blankets over the two of you. "Promise," he said as you both fell to sleep in each others arms.