InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cocktail Mix ❯ mix 13 ( Chapter 13 )

More fluffiness than lemon - but I hope you like it.
If you hadn't done it yet - the background story to this one can be found in Night Time XVIII - read that one first, before you read this one.

Cocktail Mix XIII

Sesshoumaru held out his only hand to the woman known as Miaka. She was the mother to the little bat hanyou Shiori. Miaka was around 35 years old, a few wrinkles had begun to form around her dark eyes, but her hair was still as black as ever. Not a single grey hair could be spotted. Sesshoumaru had felt an attraction towards the woman since the moment he met her three years ago at the first anniversary day. But it had bothered him to see her so sad. Sure she smiled, but her smile never reached her eyes. But tonight she was blushing with radiance. Young Shiori thought that her mother loved Sesshoumaru and that had made his heart pick up its pace. And when he was asked by Shippou if he thought that Miaka was attractive he had told them the truth, he did find her very beautiful. Now the children played music and he held out his hand to Miaka, asking her if she wanted to dance with him. She nodded and took his hand. He felt bad that he couldn't embrace her properly due to the loss of his left arm. But Miaka didn't seem to mind at all. She leaned against his chest and followed his every move. She smelled just like the ocean and flowers and Sesshoumaru inhaled her scent, filling his lungs with it.

Miaka could feel something in her chest bubble with excitement. It had been a very long time since she felt like this and she hid her face when she felt a blush coming on again. She had felt similar once before in her life and that was when Shiori's father was alive and courted her. Did this mean that she was in love again, could it really be it? Miaka never thought that she would love another man again, but here she was in the warm embrace of a stoic dog demon lord. "I think my daughter is right. I love him. I am really in love with Sesshoumaru-sama." she thought and rubbed her cheek against his chest. A soft vibrating sound could be heard and she looked rather bewildered at Sesshoumaru.

- Can you purr Sesshoumaru-sama? she asked quietly and blushed again. "I will go permanently red after this evening."

- Yes, that is a trait from my Father, said Sesshoumaru with a soft smile.

They looked at each other and didn't noticed how Kaede and Miroku took the children with them and disappeared. They didn't notice that Ayame and Kouga took to the woods as well. Soon they were alone in the Big House, still moving to music that only they heard.

Sesshoumaru felt Miaka relax against him again and he continued to purr just for her. He had always hated the fact that he could purr like a cat, but it had been a good trait when it came down to comfort little Rin and now it seemed like Miaka liked it as well. His arm went around her shoulders, holding her as close as he possible could. He was taller than her, almost a head taller and he rested his cheek against the top of her head. He could hear her sigh in contentment and he agreed fully with her. He became aware that they were alone in the house, but he sniffed the air to be certain. And his nose didn't fail his suspicion. They were alone, totally alone. Something wicked entered his thoughts and his mind showed him erotic images of him and Miaka. "Gods, what's the matter with me? Can I not be near a female without being a complete pervert?" he thought and wanted to growl when his body grew harder and harder against her stomach. She would probably be disgusted with him if she felt it. Too late - she gasped and looked up at him with confusion and curiosity in her dark eyes.

- Sesshoumaru-sama? she whispered.

- This Sesshoumaru is sorry, I will take you to Kaede-sama if you wish, said Sesshoumaru with restrain in his voice.

- No.. No, I don't want to go anywhere. I like to be with you, said Miaka with a courage that she didn't knew she had.

- This Sesshoumaru will understand if you find him disgusting.

Miaka had felt his growing erection and she must admit it confused her at first. But once she knew what was happening, she felt something heat up in her stomach. He was sexually attracted to her. She was not a young woman anymore, she had given birth to a hanyou girl, but still he wanted to be with her. She moved her arms around his neck and stood on her toes to reach up and kiss him on the mouth. At first he stood perfectly still, than she could hear a dark growl emanate from the back of his throat and he answered her kiss with more heat than a fire ever could produce.

Sesshoumaru couldn't believe his luck. Miaka kissed him. The little woman, whom he had dreamed of since he first met her, was kissing him. She didn't find him disgusting because of his apparent arousal and need to mate. She had asked him to take care of her daughter if she was gone. She had faith and trust in him, enough to give him her daughter. She didn't find him disgusting even if he only had one arm. He could even feel her hand moving inside the sleeve of his kimono and touch the little stump that was left of his arm. The sensation send tingling chills up and down his spine and couldn't help but purr again.

- Miaka-chan, he whispered as the passion threatened to consume his mind.

- Sess… I love you, I think I have loved you for quite a while, but I didn't realize it until tonight, said Miaka and caressed a striped cheek.

- Miaka, trust me when I tell you that I have been longing for your touch since I met you the first time three years ago on the first anniversary day. You took me by surprise and I have been thinking of you every day thereafter. I was serious when I told you that I would take in your daughter, and I would raise her as my own as well, just like I have with Rin-chan.

- Sesshoumaru, whispered Miaka and tears of happiness began to form in her eyes.

- But I would love to have you as their Mother too.

Miaka gasped and she felt her knees give in and she sunk to the floor. Sesshoumaru followed her down and they sat on their knees facing each other.

- Miaka-chan, would you do me the honour of being my mate and wife? asked Sesshoumaru as his hand cupped her face.

- Yes, yes Sesshoumaru, answered Miaka and threw her arms around him and hugged him tight. - I would love to be with you as your wife and mate.

Sesshoumaru felt a wave of relief and happiness course through his soul as he heard her answer. She wanted to be with him. But first he needed her to drink his blood. He wanted to have her at his side - forever.

- Miaka-chan, will you do me the honour of being my Life Mate as well? he asked.

- What do you mean by Life Mate? asked Miaka.

- I'll give you some of my blood; this will ensure that you will not die from me, that you will be with me forever, said Sesshoumaru.

- Then I accept Sesshoumaru. I want to be your Life mate as well.

He nodded and took a small knife from the table. He pushed open his kimono and used the knife to make a small wound on the left of his chest, right above his heart.

- Drink Miaka-chan, drink my blood, he whispered with a rough voice.

She put her lips against his chest and lapped up his blood. It tasted sweet and she began to suckle the little wound, trying to get her tongue on every drop of his life source.

Sesshoumaru threw his head back and howled as he felt her tongue follow the gash he had made on his chest. His hand moved to the back of her head, holding her in place until she had been given eternal life at his side. Once he felt the wound close up he pulled her head away from his chest, she looked up into his eyes and he felt a heat course through his veins. The look she gave him promised heaven and beyond.

- Sesshoumaru-sama, said Miaka with passion filled voice. She could barely recognize her own voice the way it sounded now.

- Lay down Miaka-chan, I will give you everything you ask of me, whispered Sesshoumaru as he removed her kimono.

Miaka felt a bit embarrassed, her body was not as firm at it had been once. Her breast was slacking due to breastfeeding a baby. She covered herself but Sesshoumaru shook his head as his golden gaze roamed over her body.

It did not matter to him that she was not young anymore. She was just perfect. He moved her to lie down on the cushions on the floor and their discarded clothes. He could see curiosity and lust graze her features and it made him even harder. He felt awkward about his chopped off arm, but now it was her turn to shake her head. She loved him just the way he was. If he was missing a limb it did not matter to her. They were connected on another plane than just the physical. They were two souls that had been through a lot and then became loners. Now they had each other and nothing else mattered. But the loss of his arm made it somewhat difficult and Miaka took the initiative and made him lie on his back instead.

- I think we can make this work a little bit better if I'm on top of you Sess, she said and smiled shyly.

- As you wish my lovely Miaka, purred Sesshoumaru and saw her straddle his thighs. His erection was pushed up against his stomach and he thought he was going to burst when she gently grabbed him and inserted him into her body.

Miaka gasped as he stretched her womanhood, but it didn't feel uncomfortable. Although it had been a very long time since she had been with a man, she could still adjust to Sesshoumaru's considerable girth. His hand was on her waist and she could feel his claws trickle her skin. As soon as she felt that she was ready she moved up a bit and then down again. Her lover made an erotic sound and she decided that it was a sound she liked very much. She began moving a bit faster, feeling her body build up that wonderful bubble that would lead to her peak. She hadn't felt like this since Shiori's father made love to her. And that was a long time ago. Her hands moved over his broad chest and she could feel the muscles play under his skin. Even if some of his features were very feminine, there was nothing about a naked Sesshoumaru that could be described as feminine. His hips were striped just as his wrist and cheeks. Even his ankles were striped with that dark magenta colour.

Miaka saw him close his eyes as she clenched her inner muscles around his shaft and he let out a howling sound of pleasure. She followed the suit and closed her eyes and let the waves of their passion pass through her body. She could also feel that his blood began to transform her body somewhat. She could feel his strength course through within her soul.

- Miaka, Miaka, Miaka, he ranted her name over and over again as she rode his flesh faster and faster until he spilled his seed inside her womb.

- My love, my mate, my husband, answered Miaka as she fell forward.

Sesshoumaru moved and found a spot where her shoulder met her neck and he bit down. He blended his saliva with her blood, making sure it would not hurt her too much and that it would heal faster. He could feel her heart beat against his ribcage and he smiled as he licked the bite mark.

- This Sesshoumaru is forever yours to command, said the demon lord as he moved to kiss her lips.

- This Miaka is forever yours to command as well, said Miaka and answered his soft kiss.

- Do you think our daughter will be happy to become sisters? asked Sesshoumaru.

- Absolutely my dear Sess.

They kissed again before they drifted off to sleep. Both agreed to give thanks to old Kaede in the morning, it was her truth game that had brought them together.

THE END!!

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