InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Child Birth Complications ❯ Pillow Talk ( Chapter 21 )
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By: landofthekwt 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.11.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 654 | Visits: 318 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.11.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 654 | Visits: 318 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Pillow Talk
Author: landofthekwt
Prompt: Pillow (Dokuga Oneshot #17)
Rating: M
Genre: General
Word Count:572
CU
Warning: Sex
Summary: Bedroom romp
A/N Child Birth Complications Chapter 21
She always luxuriated in post coital bliss after sex with Sesshoumaru. Just the two of them
stripped of all their secrets, all of their inhibitions and all of their worries. He always seemed so
calm, as if he did not have a care in the world.
Here the two of them could speak openly of their love for each other. They did not have to worry
about the feelings of others who might resent or be jealous of their union Only the pillows heard
their fervent confessions to each other.
It was moments like this that made her glad that she had become Sesshoumaru's lover. He was
not all that he seemed. To the world he might appear to be "Killing Perfection." Behind closed
doors he was her "Fluffy."
She could never have dreamed that the being who buried her in acid when they first met would
turn into the sensitive and attentive lover that he was. Their first meetings had been a torrid affair
of desperate lovemaking. Brief meetings in the dark away from prying eyes.
Now they openly flaunted their love for all to see. Sesshoumaru's style was now slower and more
fulfilling. He had hundreds of years practice. She was still just a novice, but eager to learn what
he had to teach her.
Inuyasha was a forbidden subject in their bedroom. She never compared their lovemaking styles.
Each had their place in her heart and she loved them both. When she was at the Western Shiro's,
she was Sesshoumaru's. When she returned to Edo, the subject of Sesshoumaru was off limits.
She loved lounging naked on the huge pile of pillows wrapped only in his mok-moko sama. Her
mother might have been shocked by her decadence. Her friends would have made a prime subject
of gossip. She did not care. Each person should be allowed to find their happiness in their own
way.
Who were they to say that she could not find it with two different men? She was not cheating on
anyone. They all had accepted the arrangement. Right now she was just concentrating on
enjoying what she had and who she was with. She would worry about tomorrow when it came.
An evil glint came into her eye. Sesshoumaru appeared to be sleeping. She grabbed the nearest
pillow and tried to whack him as hard as she could. The pillow never reached its intended target.
It disintegrated into a cloud of feathers.
Kagome felt the arm that had held the pillow held in an iron grip. She found herself face to face
with a daiyoukai with a mischievous grin on his face.
" You are my prisoner and you must suffer the consequences of your assault."
" I yield to you, o mighty daiyoukai. My body is yours for plundering."
The daiyoukai took her at her word. Tying her securely to the four corners of the bed, he prepared
to enjoy the fruits of his victory. His method of torture was to draw out the lovemaking until she
begged him for her release. He was not anything if not merciful. Her wish for release was granted
until she fell exhausted into a contented sleep.
Sesshoumaru stared at her with satisfaction. She was his captive and only he could release her.
He would have to think up more interesting methods of torturing her in the future. It made their
time together so much more satisfying.
Author: landofthekwt
Prompt: Pillow (Dokuga Oneshot #17)
Rating: M
Genre: General
Word Count:572
CU
Warning: Sex
Summary: Bedroom romp
A/N Child Birth Complications Chapter 21
She always luxuriated in post coital bliss after sex with Sesshoumaru. Just the two of them
stripped of all their secrets, all of their inhibitions and all of their worries. He always seemed so
calm, as if he did not have a care in the world.
Here the two of them could speak openly of their love for each other. They did not have to worry
about the feelings of others who might resent or be jealous of their union Only the pillows heard
their fervent confessions to each other.
It was moments like this that made her glad that she had become Sesshoumaru's lover. He was
not all that he seemed. To the world he might appear to be "Killing Perfection." Behind closed
doors he was her "Fluffy."
She could never have dreamed that the being who buried her in acid when they first met would
turn into the sensitive and attentive lover that he was. Their first meetings had been a torrid affair
of desperate lovemaking. Brief meetings in the dark away from prying eyes.
Now they openly flaunted their love for all to see. Sesshoumaru's style was now slower and more
fulfilling. He had hundreds of years practice. She was still just a novice, but eager to learn what
he had to teach her.
Inuyasha was a forbidden subject in their bedroom. She never compared their lovemaking styles.
Each had their place in her heart and she loved them both. When she was at the Western Shiro's,
she was Sesshoumaru's. When she returned to Edo, the subject of Sesshoumaru was off limits.
She loved lounging naked on the huge pile of pillows wrapped only in his mok-moko sama. Her
mother might have been shocked by her decadence. Her friends would have made a prime subject
of gossip. She did not care. Each person should be allowed to find their happiness in their own
way.
Who were they to say that she could not find it with two different men? She was not cheating on
anyone. They all had accepted the arrangement. Right now she was just concentrating on
enjoying what she had and who she was with. She would worry about tomorrow when it came.
An evil glint came into her eye. Sesshoumaru appeared to be sleeping. She grabbed the nearest
pillow and tried to whack him as hard as she could. The pillow never reached its intended target.
It disintegrated into a cloud of feathers.
Kagome felt the arm that had held the pillow held in an iron grip. She found herself face to face
with a daiyoukai with a mischievous grin on his face.
" You are my prisoner and you must suffer the consequences of your assault."
" I yield to you, o mighty daiyoukai. My body is yours for plundering."
The daiyoukai took her at her word. Tying her securely to the four corners of the bed, he prepared
to enjoy the fruits of his victory. His method of torture was to draw out the lovemaking until she
begged him for her release. He was not anything if not merciful. Her wish for release was granted
until she fell exhausted into a contented sleep.
Sesshoumaru stared at her with satisfaction. She was his captive and only he could release her.
He would have to think up more interesting methods of torturing her in the future. It made their
time together so much more satisfying.