InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ collared ❯ touch ( Chapter 5 )

WARNING: This chapter contains fellatio and other acts of sex.

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And he was there when she awakened.

Kagome opened her eyes. They focused on the tub of water still sitting before the dying fire. Then her mind registered the feeling of a warm body pressed against her.

She stirred, moving herself away from Sesshoumaru. His hand upon her hip tightened momentarily before relaxing against her. Turning to face him, she regarded the daiyoukai who seemed to be sleeping soundly. He looked so young in sleep; so youthful even though she knew he was centuries older than she. Perhaps youkai matured differently than humans with their lengthened lifespan? Maybe Sesshoumaru was of the same age as she mentally even though he was over a thousand years old?

Still dressed in his kimono, it was open, revealing his sculptured chest and ridged abdomen to her eyes. A body like his, in her time, was hard to come by, but in this day and age it would be easy to name the cause of. Battle, she thought. Did the daiyoukai ever have a chance at peace? Did he even want such?

Her hand reached out, without her mental consent, and settled lightly across his face. The markings of his heritage felt different than the rest of him. Softer, perhaps. Her hand moved down to brush across his soft lips, which parted at her touch. Kagome bit her bottom lip as her eyes settled upon the fangs his parted lips revealed. She knew he had them. He was youkai. But she'd never seen them bared in challenge before. Probably because nothing the daiyoukai came upon in all the years she knew of him was challenging enough, in his mind, to earn the action. Not even Naraku, who seemed to test Sesshoumaru left and right, had earned the distinction of such an action.

Her hand moved down his slender throat to his shoulders. Her fingers ran over the broad expanse of his shoulders and chest, moving ever downward as if they were drawn. Her nails scraped across his nipple and it hardened before her eyes. Her eyes shot upwards towards the daiyoukai's face, sure his would be open now, but he seemed to remain in a state of sleep.

Funny. She hadn't ever pictured Sesshoumaru needing sleep.

When her fingers reached the waist of his hamakas, she felt herself pause; part of her wondering why she bothered to stop at all and the other part of her telling her she was crazy for doing what she was doing. She was feeling up Sesshoumaru, for Kami's sake! Just as she had that thought, another popped into her mind. She recalled the pleasure he'd last given her with both his mouth and body. He hadn't found release, satisfaction, for himself during their last bout of sexual play. He'd stopped when he knew her body couldn't handle any more.

Boldly her hand dipped underneath, coming up against the growing hardness she knew she'd find.

Her fingers wrapped around him, not meeting. How had her body taken this, she vaguely wondered as her fingers moved boldly down his slowly expanding length. No wonder I was so sore afterwards.

Her fingers reached the base of him and moved to explore his testicles. They felt different, heavier and yet softer. She rolled them in her fingers, enjoying the feel of them. It was almost like she had a pair of Baoding balls except not quite so heavy or movable and they were wrapped in velvet. And there's no bells ringing, her mind supplied with a laugh at her comparison. “Shut up,” she whispered harshly to herself.

Her eyes, locked on his face, noticed a slight change in his expression as her hand moved against his balls. His lips turned slightly downward but it wasn't with dissatisfaction. She didn't know how she knew this, but she did. His eyes remained closed as her hand gently squeezed his sacks and then moved back up to his hardening member. She chanced a glance downward, her mouth hanging open almost comically as she noticed the size of the “tent” within his hamakas that had come because of her touch. Who would have ever guessed she'd be able to affect a man, especially Sesshoumaru, in this way just by simply touching him. Unable to resist, she moved herself closer to him, easily pushing aside his clothing to bare him to her gaze.

In all their previous couplings, she never had the chance to truly look upon on him. She'd been bound one way or another, blind folded, or too shy to look. Now, though. Now she felt as if she were in control. And the shyness of before seemed a distant memory as her eyes feasted.

The hair 'guarding' him was the same white as the hair on his head. Thick and slightly course, it reminded her of the hair on a dog. But then, she thought, this is a dog demon I have displayed before me. His thick member was standing in full attention now, the head of him swollen and darkly colored. He wasn't circumcised, but Kagome didn't know why he would be. Circumcision wasn't a practiced thing in this era. The tip of his cock was peeking through the foreskin of his member now.

She briefly glanced back at his face, surprised to find his eyes still closed.

Leaning down, she inhaled the scent of him. She might not have the sensitive nose of a youkai, but she could still smell. And Sesshoumaru smelled differently than any male she'd been around before. There was something wild about him, something free. It was definitely distinctive and stimulating. Without thought, her tongue darted out, lightly dragging over the head of his cock, pushing into the slit that was coming out to play with her.

When she realized what she'd done, her eyes darted back up to Sesshoumaru. His own were still closed and his mouth was relaxed. His chest was rising and falling evenly giving her the thought that maybe he wasn't aware at all about what she was doing to him. You're molesting a sleeping man, her brain supplied. Sighing to herself, she turned her eyes back down towards the thick member still within her grasp. The taste of him tingled against her tongue. “He molested me first,” she told herself as she leaned back down to him.

Her hand moved to the tip of him, gripping and pulling the foreskin away from the head of his cock. She held him as her tongue flicked against him once more, moving around the mushroomed tip in a circular motion before pushing slowly into the slit of him more. His taste was extraordinary to her and she couldn't help but put her lips around him as he had done to her.

With her mouth firmly in place, her tongue swirled out, rubbing around the lip of the head of his cock, pushing against it and sucking lightly. His member jerked within her grasp, surprising her. Kagome reflexively let go of him and made to move away. She was stopped by the feeling of a clawed hand holding her in place. Her mouth still firmly wrapped around him, she turned her eyes upwards, tracing the smooth muscles of his body to look into his face. His eyes were open now, staring down at her and tinged with the red of lust. “More,” he said, his hand pushing her down.

Opening her mouth and relaxing her throat, Kagome swallowed him deeper within her. His hand was insistent in its intent that she take as much of him as possible. When he realized that she was having trouble breathing, he let up on his hold. Kagome pulled away, rubbing at her jaw that hurt from having to stretch to take him. “Continue,” he demanded.

She looked to him and there was a smirk on his face. “You will finish what you started, miko.”

Her hand, still gripping his shaft, ran up and down the length of him as she contemplated her actions. She could feel a blush settling over her cheeks. “I've...I've never done anything like this before,” she found herself shyly admitting.

“You seem to be doing fine,” he answered as his hand once more settled upon her head and began pushing her back down to him. “Continue.”

Kagome looked over the daiyoukai's pulsing cock. Opening her mouth, she inserted the head of him inside her once more, moving her head up and down as far as she comfortably could. Her tongue worked against him as her hand fondled his balls. He jerked against her, within her. His clawed hand tightened and eased as she worked her lips and tongue over him. A slightly salty taste filled her mouth as his cock grew within the confines of her mouth. Her hand continued to work him, moving up and down and squeezing against his shaft as he'd done with her the first time he'd taken her. Sesshoumaru moaned above her, rolling over onto his back, taking her with him.

Kagome braced herself against the daiyoukai, knowing he could take her meager weight. Her long luscious hair fell across her face, blocking the visage of her giving him head. His hand quickly moved her hair aside and Kagome glanced up at the daiyoukai as she sunk her mouth down upon his fully rigid shaft. His eyes, golden, tinged with red, and more intense than Kagome had seen them before, stared down hard at her.

Releasing his cock from her mouth, she traced her tongue down the underside of him, lapping and nibbling lightly against his flesh while her hands continued to squeeze and move against his shaft and balls. Kagome had never felt such power over another before as the scraping of her teeth against him caused the daiyoukai's head to fall back, his eyes rolling and a strangled groan sounding from his mouth. She worked her way down to the base of his shaft and then licked at his heavy balls. As her tongue ran against his large marbles, feeling the stiff hairs covering them and the salty taste that seemed to be natural, he growled even louder. The clawed hand in her hair tightened almost to the point of the pain and she squeezed his member hard as a form of reprimand.

He immediately relinquished his hold upon her head, gasping above her. Kagome smiled to herself as she sucked one of his balls into her well moistened mouth with a pop and rolled it around on her tongue. Releasing it with a lick, her mouth moved to the other and repeated her actions. Slowly, she moved upwards, tracing the length of him, all the way up to the tip of his cock. Kagome ran her tongue across his head again, as she had done the first time around.

She relished the power she had over him when she heard his gruff whisper of, “Oh, Kami.”

She'd never heard him call out to anyone or anything before. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her lips lightly around his tip. With a hard dip, Kagome sunk as low as she could, taking as much of him within her opening as she could without gagging. Her hand stroked what her mouth could not take and she found herself mimicking the same rhythm as when he was fucking her. His hips bucked underneath her touch as his hand tightened in her hair--though not to the point of pain as it had before.

Lost in the motions she was doing, her ears focusing on the grunts and snarls of pleasure he was making above her, she was surprised when he jerked harshly, his cock shoving itself deep into her mouth. “Swallow,” she heard him order.

She gagged as spurts of his semen washed into her mouth. She hadn't anticipated his release and especially the amount of his cum filling her, spilling out the corners of her small opening. Kagome swallowed as much of his seed as she could, much of the rest burst out of her, running down the side of her lips, cascading past her chin. Pulling her head away, her hand still stroked him as his cock jerked and strained before her. She watched with undisguised interest as he finished his release, the creamy substance of his seed running down her hand. Her other hand wiped away the cum that molded to her lips as she turned her gaze to look up at him. His eyes, not as intense as before but still capturing, stared back at her. Then the hand in her hair dragged her upwards, towards him. Kagome followed, her body feeling strangely satisfied even though she had only pleasured him.

His lips slammed into hers, his tongue pushing against her and demanding entrance as his hand reached up and took a firm hold of her breast. With his fingers latched onto her nipple, pulling and twisting it, she opened her mouth and his tongue invaded her. It swept across her mouth, a feeling Kagome was not use to. But it took only a moment until her own tongue was tentatively reaching out to his. He took her movement as acceptance, deepening the kiss. The hand on the back of her head held her in place as he continued to ravage her with his mouth and his hand continued to pull at her nipple. She could feel the wetness building between her thighs and she clamped them together, rubbing her legs against one another alleviate the ache. She moaned as his lips finally released her mouth and rained heated kisses down her jaw to her neck.

He rolled over, placing her underneath him as his body rubbed against her. His cock was hard again, pushing insistently against her leg. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered before his mouth covered her nipple, sucking it hard.

Kagome arched her back to grant him more access to her. “Sesshoumaru!” she cried out.

The sound of his name only seemed to urge him on, increasing his movements against her and the heated motions of his mouth. His hands seemed to be every where all at once and Kagome's eyes closed as her pleasure increased. Then he was lifting her, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried them towards the chair.

He sat down, placing her legs on either side of him. There was more than enough room for her to comfortably straddle the daiyoukai's lap. Kagome panted as her sex cradled him, his stiff cock thrusting up proudly between her thighs. Kagome could not resist rubbing her still hot and wanting body against him and was rewarded as Sesshoumaru hissed against the sensation. “Take me,” he growled.

Kagome looked up at him in surprise. “Take my cock into your tight pussy. Now!” he demanded.

Unsure of herself, Kagome settled her legs on either side of his and rose up, brushing the wet lips of her sex against the head of his pulsating cock. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support, she lowered herself down onto his rod, closing her eyes so she could soak in every second of the erotic sensation. Groaning aloud as her body was filled once more, she slowly sunk downward, enjoying the feeling of him entering her. “Yes,” she hissed between clenched teeth when she fully seated herself upon his member.

His hands grabbed her hips, pushing her upwards and then back down with force. “Move,” he commanded, his voice rough with unspent lust.

Kagome gasped at the feeling, rising up until he was almost gone from her and then lowering herself back down. He laid his head back, resting it on the chair and closing his eyes. His hands stayed on her hips, not moving her but urging her along all the same.

New to this and embracing the feeling of taking him at her own pace instead of the other way around, her body rose and fell slowly over him at first. The flow of her juices coated him and she could feel his girth pulsing inside of her each time she rode down. One of his hands moved up to grab her nipple, squeezing it almost painfully, and Kagome bit her lip to keep from crying out as his touch clenched the muscles of her body tightly around him. “Faster,” he grounded out.

Her body his to command, she did as he ordered. Riding him faster, she closed her eyes and threw her head back as she felt herself nearing completion yet again. Would it always be like this? Would he always bring her to such heights over and over again?

Her orgasm washed over her, unexpected. Her legs locked in place as her muscles pulsed and pulled and her juices flowed heavily from between her thighs. Sesshoumaru growled low in his throat, his hands tightening against her hips as he forced her to keep moving against him, harder and faster than before as his strength became hers. His own hips rose up to meet her thrusts, plunging him deeply within her. Kagome could do nothing but hold on to him and take what he gave her.

Then he jerked within her; once, twice. He came with force, coating her insides with his seed. Kagome moaned at the familiar feeling of his essence lining her insides. Leaning forward, she clamped her teeth around his nipple, biting as hard as she could as her body burned. He hissed, his hands gripping her and holding her in place and her body seemed to convulse, but he made no move to pull her away from him. He seemed to like the pain. Her fingers curled into claws, her nails biting into his skin as the pleasure seemed to last forever.

When the feelings finally subsided, Kagome was panting again. She released him from her mouth, licking over the abused flesh and kissing the pain she caused away. Laying her head against him, her ear over his heart, she listened as it raced inside of him.

Slowly, he pulled her up and off of him. Kagome closed her eyes and bit her lip as the movement caused a shudder of desire to race through her. He curled her body up in his lap, one hand running through her hair while the other kept her close to him. His face he buried into her neck, his lips pressing lightly against her. “Sesshoumaru,” she said softly, keeping her eyes closed and her face curled up against the broad expanse of his chest.

He gave her no signs that he heard her, but Kagome knew he did. Placing a light kiss against him, her tongue darted out to lick at the sweat of their sex that still coated him and she relished the taste of it. “How long will you keep me here?”

The hand that had been running through her hair moved slowly down the side of her face and throat. He glided over her still sensitive breasts, eliciting a breathy moan from her as his claws lightly scraped against her. Then his fingers settled possessively over her abdomen as they usually did. He kneaded his hand against her, breathing in her scent. She felt his tongue trace the length of her neck, tasting her much as she had done to him.

Kagome tensed; waiting for his answer and wondering if he would respond to her question at all.

His lips moved softly across her jaw line and Kagome instinctively turned her face towards him, meeting his mouth with her own. The press of his lips was light, gentle against her. There was no heated passion, demanding satisfaction. Only he and she existed. He withdrew his lips from hers, resting his forehead against her. Kagome's eyes fluttered open, looking into his golden depths. “Forever, miko,” he whispered against her. “This Sesshoumaru shall keep you forever.”

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a/n: Next chapter I swear there's some plot. Had to get this one out of my system. And, as always, thanks to my beta, Teensie.