InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Captive Soul ❯ chapter 18 ( Chapter 18 )

Waring: Strong sensual content in the second half of this chapter. It will be marked by **************************

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Chapter 18: The beginning

As Rin followed Kagome upstairs, she could not help but feel a little anxious about leaving Sesshomaru by himself. "Kagome, when is Kikyo supposed to be back tonight?"

Kagome stopped in mid step then turned to Rin. "She said she wouldn't be back till late, about ten or eleven o'clock. Why?"

Rin looked back at the descending stairs.

A hint of concern carried in Kagome's voice. "Is something wrong, Rin?"

While turning back to her sister, Rin waved her hand a little and half smiled. "Nah, I guess I'm just being paranoid."

Kagome grinned at her. "I'm sure Sesshomaru can live a few moments without you being right next to him."

Rin gave her sister a playful, sarcastic look. "And just what do you mean by that, sis?"

Without giving a reply, Kagome only giggled and continued up the stairs.

Pouting, Rin speeded up after her sister. "Alright, Kagome, I mean it, tell me what you meant by that."

As Kagome neared the door to her bedroom she shook her head, a grin plastered on her face. "I didn't mean anything by it, Rin. Just messin with ya."

When they stopped at Kagome's door, Kagome turned to her with a sneaky smirk. "Maybe, I think I will go keep Sesshomaru company while you try on these dresses. Do you think he likes brunettes?"

Rin felt heat in her cheeks and blinked at Kagome. She watched as her sister nearly doubled over in laughter and pointed at her face.

Kagome was having a hard time talking between her bouts of mirth. "....Rin, if you could just....see your face.....that look...."

Trying desperately to make the burning heat in her face go away, Rin pouted at her sister again. "That's not funny, Kagome."

Kagome wiped the tears from her eyes and composed herself a little while opening the door to her bedroom. "You are just too easy to mess with, dear sister."

After going into the bedroom, the two began to sift around in the closet.

Rin picked out four formal dresses that caught her eye and laid them out on the bed.

As she tried on a red, floor length, sleeveless gown with sequins, she modeled in front of the mirror. It felt tight in the midriff and showed too much cleavage.

Kagome raised both brows. "If you are looking to impress Naraku, then that's the way to go, sis. You might have trouble with wandering hands, kid."

Rin grimaced while trying to pull up the neckine to cover up her chest some. She stood straight, sucked in her tummy and pulled back her shoulders. Shaking her head,Rin let the breath she had been holding. "I think you are right, sis. I don't want to give the hanyou any ideas."

Next, Rin tried on a royal blue, strapless dress made of silk. The fabric's sheerness almost glowed in the light. It covered all the essentials without looking too prudish.

It would have been perfect except Rin kept stepping on the bottom hem. It was too long.

The next dress was black, tight, almost see through and way too short.

Rin gave a laugh and danced around. "Can you see me going to the banquet in this, Kagome?"

Kagome nodded with a skeptical, half smile. "I think daddy may have a heart attack, sis."

Rin tried on the last gown and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She smiled, it was perfect. Tiny sparkles highlighted the emerald green fabric. The sleeveless dress had a modest neckline. It hugged her body at the waist and hips then tapered off to sway delicately, leaving the hint of shapeliness to her legs. The hem line reached to just below her ankles.

For a brief moment, she wondered what Sesshomaru would think if he saw her in it.

Kagome stood beside her and offhandedly straightened and smoothed out places in the fabric. "That one looks good on you, Rin. The style is tasteful and dramatic. It also brings out the color of your eyes."

Rin stared at the mirror for a few minutes, her smile falling to a frown.

"Rin, what's wrong?"

Rin shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know, Kagome. I may be having second thoughts about this whole banquet thing. Not about going, just going with Naraku."

Kagome leaned against the bed. "If you don't want to go with him, Rin, go by yourself. Or, if you want, I'll come and pick you up."

Rin perked up a little. "Maybe I'll do that, Kagome. I will call you Saturday morning and tell you what I'm going to do. I hope Naraku will understand if I decide not to go with him."

While scooting up on her bed, Kagome gave a snort. "Well, he will just have to understand, now, won't he."

Backing away from the mirror, Rin leaned against her sister's bed, still staring into the reflective surface, lost in thought.

A quiet minute passed before she heard Kagome ask her a question, the tone of her voice, mildly earnest. "In all seriousness, Rin, I couldn't help but notice how close you and Sesshomaru were sitting together....Have you two been....?"

Sighing heavily, Rin turned to her sister and laid on the bed on her stomach, her head resting on her folded arms. "I don't know, Kagome. It's like there's something there but I don't know what it is."

Kagome grabbed a pillow and hugged it close while propping her head up on it. "What do you mean, Rin?"

Rin reached for Kagome's stuffed panda bear and ran her fingers over the soft fur. Her vision dazed with her thoughts. "Sometimes.....when we are together....it's like.. we are the only two beings on earth....and I see something in him...."

After placing the bear back on the bed, Rin rolled over and stared at the ceiling. She let out another heavy sigh. "Part of me actually believes we may be forming some sort of bond.....But another part of me, a small part, is telling me that it's all in his training....That everything he does is to please me, his owner and master. I am afraid that his actions are all programmed to comply with what I want or desire him to do. I am afraid, Kagome, that his real feelings are buried deep inside him and will never surface, or worse, they don't exist anymore. That small part of me says his true self is destroyed and that he has no emotions of his own to act upon."

Rin felt A warm hand on her shoulder. She looked over to her sister who had a strange and knowing glow to her features.

"It will take time, Rin. He has been a slave for over four hundred years. If his true self is still alive, it will resurface. He has a noble soul, Rin. And who knows, you may have already seen a piece of his inner spirit."

The warmth left her shoulder as Kagome laid back against the headboard of the bed. Kagome's expression turned calm but held the look that always told her when a warning was coming from her big sister.

"Rin, It may be a good idea not to get too attached to Sesshomaru, at least, not until the collar has been removed. Once the curse has been lifted, he will be disoriented and lost......You will have to let him explore his freedom on his own. Let him decide where and what he is going to do. It's his life, Rin. When the binds are broken, you will have to let him go."

Rin sat up on the bed. "Maybe you are right, sis. Maybe it would be a good idea to keep a distance between us for now." She eased off of her sister's bed to remove the emerald gown.

Rin smiled as she spoke to her sister. "At least he's getting more relaxed around me. I think we are at least forming a friendship."

Kagome sat up to help her with the zipper, a faint smile playing on her lips.Rin dressed in her regular clothes.

After hanging up the gowns, Kagome pulled out a pair of emerald shoes from the bottom of the closet. "Rin, these go with the gown." She then placed the shoes and the dress in a garment bag.

Rin picked up the garment bag and headed for the bedroom door. "Kagome, I am going to put this in the car."

Kagome trailed behind as she went out the door and down the stairs. "Sure, Rin. Are you leaving right now? It's only seven thirty. I was hoping we might play a game or something."

Rin shook her head once. "I wasn't planning on leaving just yet, sis. Playing a game sounds like fun."When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Rin looked over to the empty couch. As her vision searched the living room but found no trace of the youkai, a bad feeling began to worm it's way inside of her. The first word out of her mouth was laced with worry. "Sesshomaru.......?"

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The female led him through the sliding wooden door and into a room that contained several shelves filled with books. Two oversized chairs huddled close to a cold fireplace. A small lamp in the far corner gave enough light to discern the shadowed surroundings.

The miko stopped in the middle of the room. "Kneel."

His knees fell on the plush carpet. Bowing his head, he kept his gaze on the floor and listened to her movements.

She moved around him to the door and slid it shut with a click, leaving the room darker than before.

His hackles rose as the miko walked up behind him. Pure power leaked from the woman, spilling out in uncontrolled waves. Sesshomaru inwardly grimaced. The miko was not fully trained. And this meant she could kill him with one accidental outburst of purifying energy. One slip up and it would mean his death.

He felt the female touch his hair and run her fingers through it. She spoke in a low whisper. "Tell me, Sesshomaru, where are my cousins?"

Keeping his voice even, he replied. "Ri...Mistress Rin and Mistress Kagome went upstairs,Mistress."

He could hear the smile in the woman's voice. "And when did they go upstairs?"

"Only a few minutes ago, Mistress."

She let go of his hair then eased around him.The woman's slow steps halted. His eyes fell on her black, high heel shoes. Long, straight strands of black hair dangled before his vision as she leaned toward him. "Tell me, youkai, what are they doing?"

"Mistress Rin is trying on clothes with Mistress Kagome."

The female chuckled softly, her hand grazing his upper cheek. "Oh, that means we have plenty of time."

When the black shoes left his line of sight, he heard the woman walk over to the side of the room and open another door.

She gave hmph of satisfaction then whispered a call. "Rise and come."

Obeying her command, he stood and walked over to the door she had opened.

The young woman pointed into the smaller room. "Go in there."

He entered the room then stopped. A dim light filtered in from the window, probably from a streetlight. Even through the semi darkness he could tell it was an office. In front of him sat a desk with a small chair. Over by the window, lay a medium size sofa.

Two faint clicks signaled what he had feared.

She had shut the door and locked it.

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Hands snaked around his waist and wandered over the cloth of his shirt. They slid into his pants pockets then up again. Fingers slipped in between buttons, wisping against his skin.

Struggling to keep from shaking, he dared to ask her. "What....do you need, Mistress?"

The hands ceased in their groping and pulled back.

Her voice, deep with want, whispered. "I need you....,youkai, to do exactly as I say. Sit down on that sofa."

Those hands rested lightly on his back as he walked over to the couch. They gave a little push.

He sat down on the firm cushions.

The female remained standing before him.

Even though he refrained from looking directly at the woman, he could almost feel the wanton core of her gaze upon his body.

Training and experience with females in his servitude had made him accustomed to this situation.

But something had changed.

Long slender thighs slid over his as the female straddled him.

The skirt she wore rode up in folds. He felt her pulsating heat as she pushed her hips against his.

While leaning back some, the young woman began pulling at the buttons on his shirt.

In a whispered tone of frustration she gave a short command. "Unbutton, now."

He swallowed thickly and raised his hands to first button.

Slowly, he unbuttoned each one.

When he had finished the task, her greedy caresses roamed over his skin.

He looked up at the ceiling then closed his eyes to help fight the nausea building up in his stomach.

Hot wet lips began their journey from his collar bone, skipping over the metal restraint, up to his ear and down his jawline.

This hurt.

This woman was not his chosen.

And his body refused to react to her advances.

If unable to please this female, would he be punished?

Her lips came closer to his but he turned his head away.

The woman leaned back, clear cut annoyance in her voice. "Why are you not responding to me? I know you have done this before. Why do you insist on not performing now?"

Opening his eyes, he glared at the wall to his right.

His blood ran cold at her crude snicker."My, my...look at you. If I were to take a guess, it would be that sweet little Rin has caught your fancy."

chill bumps flooded his flesh as the female leaned in again and her steamy breath brushed against his ear.

"I can make you...you know that...all I have to do is give you an order....."

He sucked in a breath as a heated wetness slid over the rim of his ear.

The shaking began again. Defying the urge to fall into the welcoming black void, he battled the tremors.

Invading touches went further, stroking and fondling in private areas.

Female arousal blistered his sense of smell.

Chancing her wrath, he pleaded with desperation. "Please...don't make me do this."

Fingers tangled in his hair then twisted into fists. He winced as she jerked his head back over the edge of the sofa.

The female leaned over, her nose almost touching his.

Eyes, half lidded and brimming with primal lust, filled his vision.

Heat radiated from the young woman's body, causing the bare skin on his chest to prickle with a sickening sensation.

With one, firm grind of her hips, she whispered a burning demand. "Kiss me, now."

Closing his eyes, all rational thought skidded to a halt as her warm, sour tongue, licked his lips.

Sesshomaru panicked.

Forcing himself to respond would be futile.

He knew. He could not mate with this female, unless.......

Rin.

Drowning in fevered touches and heated breathing, he sought to escape this defilement by shutting out reality.

His world turned inward as images of his chosen lighted the darkness:

her flushed features,

baby soft skin,

sweet, strawberry kisses,

and the fragrance of vanilla scented flowers.

It was Rin who was the one writhing in passionate need atop him.

The female tasting him was his mate, and he returned the wet kiss by licking then sucking on her bottom lip.

Falling deeper into the dream, he reached out to touch his chosen.

He grasped her waist and pulled down feminine hips, grinding them hard against his own, now generated want.

The female on him gasped then moaned.

Sesshomaru became lost, oblivious to everything around him.

So far gone was the inu youkai that he didn't even notice the turn of the lock on the office door.

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