InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ collared ❯ control ( Chapter 7 )

a/n: There have been some concerns raised by this story. Maybe not on this site, but I want to be clear on some things nonetheless. First off, I would like to remind my readers that this is fiction. Second, this author NEVER said it was a happy-go-lucky piece and I believe that was apparent in chapter one. That, of course, does not mean there won't be happy times, but the overall mood right now is kind of dark. If this bothers you, don't read it! There are plenty of MA rated fics out there that are light and fluffy. Go and find them. Thank you, Skye and possessed, for your adamant and over enthusiastic defense of this story. This chapter is for the two of you, my lovely hentai minded ladies.

With all that being said and hopefully read, here's the next chapter.

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WARNING: This chapter contains language and sexual situations.

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They flew on his youki cloud, Kagome wrapping her arms tightly around him and burying her face into the soft fluff of his mokomoko. The sunlight had hurt her eyes, blinding her. It had been too long since she'd seen the light of day.

As they moved, the air felt cold against her, the silk kimono offering little protection against the elements. Sesshoumaru flew with a speed she'd forgotten him capable of. They raced over the countryside, trees and open fields a blur underneath their feet. Kagome had never realized how large the Western territories were before then.

Every time she dared a glance up in the daiyoukai's direction, she saw his face set impassively. His eyes stayed glued to the horizon as his clawed fingers ran up and down her back almost unconsciously. Then his speed began to slow and Kagome could feel them descending. He landed lightly on the ground, his body absorbing whatever impact there was. Not even aware that he'd lifted her against him as they landed, Kagome registered the shock she felt as her bare feet settle onto a thick carpeting of grass as he slid her slowly down him.

They were in the middle of a clearing, surrounded by tall, thick trees on every side. Beside her Sesshoumaru stood, his body tense and his eyes focused in the direction she now knew Inuyasha approached from. His hand settled on the hilt of Bakusaiga while his other still stroked her back. He did not look at her when he spoke. “Unless you wish the half breed to die,” he said so low she could barely hear him as his youki seemed to wrap itself around her, holding her immobile, “You will make him understand who your master is now, miko.”

Kagome opened her mouth to speak when Inuyasha suddenly burst through the trees. Leaves shed from the branches by his movements rained down around him. He already had Tessaiga withdrawn, the blade transformed. A snarl was on his face as his amber eyes settled on his brother. “Sesshoumaru.”

“You trespass, half breed. Leave now or die.”

Inuyasha ignored Sesshoumaru's threat. His eyes looked her over, taking in her change of clothing and the way she seemed to be standing, half turned towards Sesshoumaru. His gaze narrowed as he saw Sesshoumaru caressing her back. “Why the fuck do you have Kagome?!” he demanded to know, his eyes darting from her back to his brother to her again.

Held firmly in place by Sesshoumaru's youki, Kagome could do nothing but stand there, looking for all the world compliant with her proximity to the daiyoukai. “The miko is no longer your concern, half breed.”

“Fuck that! I protect Kagome! Let her go, Sesshoumaru.”

Sesshoumaru pulled her towards him. The hand that had been stroking her back soothingly curled around her throat now. His claws fondled her skin menacingly. “No.”

“Kagome!” Inuyasha yelled, his grip on his sword tightening until his knuckles were white.

Inuyasha looked at her, his nose sniffing the air. Anger heated his gaze once more as Kagome was sure he smelled her blood from where Sesshoumaru had cut into her shoulder. “What the fuck has he done to you?”

“N..nothing,” she answered, unsure of whether or not she had permission to speak. She kept her eyes locked on Sesshoumaru, not wishing to push past her given limits but not knowing what those were. Kagome tried to control the shaking of her voice, but Sesshoumaru's earlier words were circling in her mind, making it hard to concentrate on such a thing. “He...he hasn't done anything to me, Inuyasha.”

She could sense the barely restrained violence simmering within Sesshoumaru. He wanted nothing more than to cut his half brother down where he stood and Kagome knew Sesshoumaru was more than capable of just that. He also knew just how she felt about all of her friends, the sacrifices she would make for them to be happy and healthy. He was using that against her to keep her with him, to control her.

“You're fucking lying to me, Kagome! I can smell your blood. I can see the bruises on you!”

“Please, Inuyasha,” she begged, chancing a quick glance his way and earning a growl from the daiyoukai that was not heard; only felt through the claws still pressed against her throat. “Just go. I'll be fine.”

Inuyasha took a step forward and Sesshoumaru's grip on her throat tightened. A surprised squeak escaped her lips, cutting off what else she was going to say and stopping Inuyasha in his tracks. Inuyasha's eyes pulled reluctantly away from her and looked towards Sesshoumaru again. He growled low in his throat. “You goddamn bastard. Get your fucking hands off of her!”

“The miko belongs to this Sesshoumaru now, half breed.

“Fuck that! I'll fucking kill you Sesshoumaru if you don't let her go right now!”

“Ridiculous,” he scoffed back at Inuyasha, his voice as monotone as always. “You would hurt the girl before you ever came close to this Sesshoumaru.”

“Please, Inuyasha,” Kagome begged again, becoming desperate and sensing the situation quickly growing out of her control. She kept her eyes on Sesshoumaru's face. “Just go. I....I want to be with Sesshoumaru. I belong to him now.”

She could feel the daiyoukai's smug satisfaction as Inuyasha looked at her with disbelief. “That damn bastard's brain washed you or something, Kagome. I'm not leaving without you!”

There was a change in the wind, carrying more of her scent directly towards Inuyasha. She saw his nose sniff out of the corner of her eye. His eyes widened as he realized something. “What the fuck?! Kagome you're fucking--”

Kagome blinked, and in the space of that movement, Sesshoumaru was no longer standing beside her. He was driving his fist into Inuyasha's face. The sound of bone being crunched filled her ears near to deafening as her friend was sent flying backwards. Inuyasha landed some length away against the sturdy trunk of a well aged tree and slid down it, hand grasping at his face as his blood gushed forth. Sesshoumaru cracked his knuckles, his claws catching the sunlight pouring through the tree tops and shining with lethality. Kagome watched, struck, as he advanced with deadly intent. “You have been warned, half breed,” Sesshoumaru said as he stalked over to where Inuyasha lay. “The bitch is mine.”

Suddenly she was released from the hold that had come over her. Not thinking of what might happen to her, thinking only of Inuyasha, Kagome ran at Sesshoumaru's back. He still seemed so imposing to her, so much larger than real life. Kagome couldn't not help but revert to a previous mental state; when she was fifteen and looking at the daiyoukai for the very first time. She hadn't known who he was, as Inuyasha's older brother, when she first saw him. All her mind, her body, had known was that this was a dangerous being And now. Now that she knew more him than any other, in a way few were certain to lay claim to, Kagome latched herself onto him, knowing exactly how dangerous he truly was. What she had seen that day compared little to none to what her mind saw now.

She threw herself against him, the weight of her body nothing. Her fingers wrapped around his strong, thickly muscled arm; the arm that was prepared to tear Inuyasha's heart out. Her nails dug into his flesh, piercing through his silk haori in her desperation. “No!” Kagome cried out, determination to stop him from killing Inuyasha at the forefront of her mind. “Stop!”

Sesshoumaru spun on her, moonlit silver hair flying out behind him in perfect display. She could tell that he was angry with her-- for her daring to interfere, for interrupting him with his prey. Despite his angelic appearance, Kagome was trapped within his devilish eyes. Cold they were and she could not bear to look away. “Please,” she whispered, baring her slender throat in submission. “Please, Sesshoumaru-sama.”.

As if her voice captivated him, Kagome felt the weight of his gaze upon her. He was waiting, wanting. Sesshoumaru wanted to hear the words from her; the words that would both condemn and excel her. “Please, Sesshoumaru-sama,” she continued shamelessly. “Please. I belong with you. I want you. I need you. Now.”

Kagome felt his growl before she heard it. It vibrated through her, became her. She embraced the feeling of his arms coming up around her. She felt his muscles tighten, momentarily, before the feeling of weightlessness overtook her. He was moving them; away from Inuyasha. “Sesshoumaru-sama,” she breathed, as they touched ground once more.

His claws tore into her kimono, baring her left shoulder to Inuyasha's eyes. Just as he did, Kagome wrapped her hands around the spikes of his armor and pulled herself next to him, rubbing her sex against him. “Sesshoumaru-sama,” she said again, entirely lost to the feeling of his name on her lips.

Kagome opened her eyes, unaware of when she'd closed them, and looked up into Sesshoumaru's face; so angelic it was purely demonic. Just as her eyes made contact with his, Sesshoumaru's lips slammed down onto hers. His kiss was anything but gentle. It was domineering and controlling. It was all she could be. It was all she was.

When he broke their lips apart, Kagome was panting with want; both of the physical and of the psychological. “Please, Sesshoumaru-sama,” she continued to beg. “Please. I need you. Now.”

Sesshoumaru's eyes tore into her own, judging her and everything she was with a single look. Slowly, his gaze moved over her, heating her from a look alone. Then he turned to look towards Inuyasha. As he glared at his younger brother, his golden gaze hardened once more with the threat of death. “The bitch belongs to this Sesshoumaru now, half breed,” he declared boldly and Kagome only heard it as truth.

She was tempted to look, to convey to Inuyasha through eye contact that which she could not through voice. Kagome reigned in her desire and focused instead on the daiyoukai before her. Suddenly Inuyasha was no longer there as Sesshoumaru scooped her up into his arms and took off through the trees. The surrounding landscape became a blur and Kagome closed her eyes as his quick motions made her stomach churn violently.

As quickly as he had moved, he came to a stop. Kagome gasped for breath, her world spinning as she found herself pressed against the rough trunk of a tree. The bark bit into her skin just as Sesshoumaru's claws sliced through the obi holding her kimono closed. She moaned softly, lost to sensation, as his long fingers closed around her breasts, squeezing them almost painfully.

Grimacing from the harshness of his demanding touch, her mind turning the pain to passion and she looked up into his face. Sesshoumaru's markings were jagged and lengthened, his eyes were fully red now, the irises a brilliant blue, and his fangs were elongated. His youki was flaring again, pressing down on her and their surroundings and lifting the long strands of his silky hair once more. Only a fool with a death wish would come near to them now.

Slowly, Kagome raised her hand and placed it upon his cheek. Her fingers lightly trailed over his markings and ran up to brush over his elfin ear. She'd learned how sensitive his ears were in more ways than one and stroked it lightly, trying to calm him. Her other hand she tangled in his obi, tugging at it to make him understand what she wanted, what she needed.

Her mother had often said the phrase that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. If such things were true, then the way to a youkai's was through sex it seemed. And if there was one thing Kagome had learned, it was that Sesshoumaru enjoyed sex. He enjoyed fucking almost as much as he enjoyed battling. And with his body still tense with the desire to rend his brother to shreds, Kagome would do whatever it took to turn his mind away from Inuyasha.

His eyes stayed locked with hers as he slowly removed the swords at his waist. Sesshoumaru removed his armor next, setting it aside where it fell heavily to the ground. While he slowly stripped before her, Kagome loosened the knot of his obi, letting it fall down around his booted feet. As soon as the armor was out of her way, her hand delved down into Sesshoumaru's hamakas, searching and finding what her mind sought. She gripped his slowly hardening length and squeezed, working it with her fingers. “You play with fire, miko,” Sesshoumaru he said with a hiss of indrawn breath as she ran her fingers over his balls.

Licking her lips, she leaned forward and ran her tongue across his chest. Oh she loved the way this male tasted! His taste was divine and called to her tongue.

Her lips sought out his nipple, sucking upon it, while her hand continued to move up and down his growing cock. Kagome flicked her tongue across his nipple rapidly just as her hand picked up force and speed. She bit the pink nub hard between her teeth and Sesshoumaru's hips flexed into her as he massaged her breasts, following the movements of her mouth and hand. She chanced a look up at his face. Sesshoumaru's eyes were closed and his lips clamped together, the points of his fangs showing. Kissing her way across the broad expanse of his chest, Kagome sought out his other nipple and bit that one, too, before soothing it with soft strokes of her tongue. Her hand moved down his girth to cup his heavy balls, squeezing them as she did.

Moving slowly and leaving a trail of open mouthed wet kisses and hard nips to his firm body behind her, she drew down to her knees, facing his heavy girth. A tug from her hand to his hamakas exposed him fully to her eyes and she stared at him for a moment before guiding his cock towards her mouth. Her tongue darted out, licking the head of his now throbbing dick. Above her, his ruby eyes were once more opened and pinned on her, watching as she took him into her mouth, swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, then withdrew. Sesshoumaru's hands were balled at his side now, having released their hold upon her breasts when she had bitten him. He was visibly fighting for control, for breath. “More.”

Kagome grabbed the firm, rounded cheeks of his ass with her other hand, groaning to herself as she felt their perfection with her kneading fingers. She nibbled her way lightly down his shaft, licking at his balls and taking them into her mouth. She rolled them around on her tongue, sucking and releasing them one at a time, as her other hand moved slowly up and down the length of him. Squeezing his ass, feeling almost god-like for being able to touch such beauty, Kagome moved her mouth back up his shaft, keeping one hand stroking him. The hand on his ass, she moved downward, nails scraping against him, until she found his heavy sack. Just as she rolled it around her fingertips, she wrapped her lips around him and sunk down as far as she could. Tasting his salty pre-cum, she continued to work her tongue against his rigid cock as her other hand pulled at his balls.

Sesshoumaru let out a loud snarl, his claws sinking deeply into the bark of the tree in front of him. “So hot,” he breathed.

Kagome smiled to herself, scraping her teeth lightly against him as she withdrew her mouth. He jerked and she tightened her hold upon him, sucking hard as she did. Sesshoumaru's claws, still embedded within the trunk of the tree, twisted, gouging into the bark even more and leaving a deep scar behind in the wood. Kagome repeated her hard sucking of his cock, stroking him roughly as she did.

Suddenly she found herself down on her hands and knees. Her kimono, already torn, became a distant memory as Sesshoumaru ripped it the rest of the way off of her. He was kneeling behind her, panting. His legs settled outside her own, trapping her in place. His hand brushed her hair aside just as he leaned over her, locking his jaws around the nape of her neck. Kagome could feel the prick of his fangs against her, pressing just hard enough to let her know he was there. Instinctively, her head fell down to rest upon her hands, leaving her ass up in the air, and Sesshoumaru released her, growling his approval. “Mine.”

Kagome felt his hardened cock probing for entrance and closed her eyes as he stretched her wide. His hands settled on either side of her head, keeping her body from advancing forwards. Already wet from merely thinking of him taking her, she moaned long and loud as her body accepted his thrust forward and he slid easily in. He did not pause in his movements; withdrawing and ramming himself back inside. Immediately, Sesshoumaru took up a furious pace, his hips jarring her as they met her body. If he wasn't wrapped around her as he was, Kagome was sure her body would have been flung forward from the force he let loose upon her.

Unable to stay quiet, she screamed as he pounded into her with abandon. His body caged her smaller one, the heat and touch of him driving Kagome insane. Her breasts bounced wildly about, only adding to the sensations. She came, crying out his name as she did, and still he continued to slam into her. Her reiki rose as his youki pressed even more strongly down. Above her, Sesshoumaru snarled, riding her harder as her spiritual powers surged between them, scorching against his skin. “My bitch. Mine.”

“Y..yours,” Kagome agreed between ragged breaths, her body straining and bucking underneath his as she neared a second release.

Like a dam breaking, Kagome felt her juices breaking free of her deeply pounded into pussy. He never stopped, never slowed. His force and speed only seemed to increase with the lubrication from her body. She moaned as the feelings kept rushing upon her, breaking against her as the ocean did upon the shore. Hearing a strangled and hoarse voice crying out, Kagome realized it was her own. “Take it, bitch,” he commanded from behind her, his voice low and beastly. “Take my cock.”

Kagome cried out again, his words, his commands, turning her on even more. She put her face into the ground to try and muffle the sound of her surrender. Sesshoumaru's pace increased, every thrust of his powerful hips causing her body to jerk forward against his arms. Her hands clenched into fists, digging into the earth she lay upon. She could do nothing but lay there; lay there like the bitch he took her for and take what he gave her. With every strike of his rock hard cock, she cried out. When her voice was gone, still she whimpered and moaned.

His fangs latched on to the back of her neck once more, biting down and breaking through the skin. The pain of his bite was overshadowed by the spilling of his seed into her womb. Her back arched, pushing her ass and pussy into him, as the familiar burning pleasure took hold. In response to her demands, Sesshoumaru grounded himself against her as his cum seemed to keep spurting out of his pulsing cock in a never ending flow. He growled long and low, his fangs still embedded within her flesh. The sound alone made her cum again.

Slowly he seemed to come back to himself and his jaw unlocked from around her neck. Sesshoumaru kept himself buried deep within her as his tongue lathed over the wounds he'd caused. Her body shuddered with each passing. Then he rolled onto his side, taking her with him and wrapping his arms around her. His body curled around and still within hers, Kagome struggled to catch her breath. Her body was still shaking from the force of her orgasms and she swore she could still feel him slamming into her. “Oh, Kami,” she whispered.

What had she done?

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