InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cursed ❯ Day Two Hundred Sixteen ( Chapter 15 )

Warning!! Lemon contained within.

 

Chapter Fifteen - Day Two Hundred Sixteen

 

Despite the rather interesting run in they had with the men from her village, the rest of the journey home had proven fairly uneventful. The only point of interest the entire time was the one conversation they shared, if it could even be called that. Takana had asked Shin if he knew where the dagger would land and after he'd confirmed her belief that he had, she thanked him.

 

“There is no reason to thank me. We were both in danger.”

 

“I'm not talking about scaring them off.” She said quietly.

 

He looked at her with interest and a little confusion until she spoke again.

 

“I'm thanking you for what you said. For telling them...for telling my father what you did.” She stared at the ground before pulling her eyes up to his on her own.

 

“You also do not have to thank me for the truth.” Though he said it in his normal manner, the one that always had the underlying, unspoken message that he didn't care or that it was a matter beneath him, his expression and his eyes belied his tone. It was as close to a `you're welcome' as Takana was likely to get but she understood.

 

Takana, now lying in her bedding, looked across the still dark interior of the hut at her savior of no less than three times. She propped herself up on an elbow and watched as his chest rose and fell evenly. She knew he was still asleep. She had watched him all night, unable to sleep herself. Her mind had replayed at least a dozen times, all that she had experienced since his arrival. It was strange. In the beginning, she had thought he was a pompous, arrogant jerk but even then she hadn't been able to bring herself to dislike him. Maybe it was the fact that he was hurt and she had to care for him that kept such feelings at bay but whatever it was, had never gone away. In fact, her view of him had slowly changed to something far more, to something she never thought she'd feel. She used to have nightmares. Nightmares, that for other people would just be dreams of being touched innocently on the hand or face, she would wake up from in a cold, shivering sweat. She now found herself desiring to be touched.

 

She looked forward to their little training sessions as much for the knowledge he gave her as she did just to feel his hand on her arm or more scandalously, on her leg. It was a strange thing to want in her opinion but she wanted him to touch her so much more than just that. It stemmed from so many things, from feelings of gratitude and protecting her not only from men that would harm her but also from something as powerful as the weather. But it wasn't just gratitude that made her want to let him touch her but also her own growing attraction to the very attractive man. There was a definite desire within her to touch him as well.

 

These were the thoughts that had run themselves around her head all night long. To put it simply, she wanted him and she wanted him to want her. She knew that both of those sentiments existed, so what was she waiting for? Could she take that leap? Could she be bold at something she never imagined herself to be bold in?

 

Takana closed her eyes. She clenched her fists. She held her breath and then she made a decision.

 

Slowly, she pulled herself out of her covers and the moment her feet touched the cool wood of the floor, her heart began to race. She made quiet, tiny little steps over to his sleeping form and stopped several times to catch her breath though it wasn't physical exertion that made her breathing act that way. After what seemed like an eternity, Takana reached Shin's sleeping form and knelt down next to him. Almost as if he sensed her, his breathing began to change into the rhythm it did when he was about to wake. Takana unconsciously held her breath.

 

She looked at his sleeping face, at the high cheekbones that led to a small pointed nose that in turn pointed to his thin but soft lips. She remembered the way they felt on her body and longed to feel them again. She pulled her gaze up to his eyes that were still closed in slumber and regarded the soft curve of the brows above them. He had such a strange control over them and seemed to speak more with them than he did his mouth. Under those quiet lids, she knew the most startling eyes she'd ever seen lay beneath. They were more blue than the brightest sky and though they had been cold towards her in the beginning, she now felt a warmth pour from them every time he looked at her. Almost as though on cue, said eyes opened, revealing their strange color to her eyes.

 

Sesshoumaru opened his eyes slowly and was met with an unexpected sight. There, kneeling next to his sleeping place on the floor was the most apprehensive woman he'd ever seen. After taking a moment to clear the sleepy grogginess from his brain he opened his mouth to ask him why she was there but stopped himself at the last moment. He knew why she was there and it made his heart jump erratically in his chest and his breathing catch. For a moment, neither moved but Sesshoumaru, afraid that she might lose the nerve she'd built up to come over here, pulled back his blankets and offered her a spot next to him.

 

Takana took a moment to look down at him before making a move. He looked amazing and she realized that this was the first man she had ever looked at in such a way. This was the first time she looked at a man's bare chest, with his slightly tousled, straight, black hair and felt a little warm jolt between her legs. She was amazed that simply looking at someone could make her whole body feel as hot as it was suddenly getting. She stared at the open space next to that well defined chest and came to a decision. Ever so shyly, she slipped her sleeping robe from her shoulders and let it fall to a small heap around her knees and feet, keeping her eyes on his the whole time.

 

Sesshoumaru gazed at those shy but slightly fiery brown eyes and held his breath when the only visual barrier between his eyes and her flesh fell to the ground. She was magnificent, perfect, at least in his eyes. At the moment, the most beautiful demoness, the most shapely, burning eyed vixen would pale next to the plain little female in front of him. He didn't want the vixen. He didn't want the seductress that could charm a thousand strong men into their beds. He wanted the simple beauty kneeling beside him. He wanted the quiet strength of her enduring character and the timid sensuality of the woman who wanted to give herself to him, not because he was a lord with wealth and power but because she found contentment with him, because she felt safe with him and because she...trusted him.

 

He pushed the last thought away when he reached out to lightly run a hand up the outside of one thigh and to the hand that tensed in anticipation next to it. He grasped it lightly and with a quarter of the urgency he felt but more than he wanted to express, pulled her to lie next to him. She came willingly and before she even made herself comfortable, he met her neck with hungry lips. He loved the small gasping moan that left her and it only encouraged his starved pursuit of her body.

 

He burned for this, as unexpected as it was, this was exactly what he'd been waiting and hoping for all this time. It wasn't until this moment that he realized just how badly he'd needed her to make this choice and his eagerness was apparent in both his passionate caresses and his body's response to her decision.

 

Takana was quickly lost in the sensations he was causing her and dug her fingers into his soft hair as his mouth pulled one of her hard peaks into his mouth. Soon after, she cried out as his one of his hands made its way between the legs she hadn't even realized she'd already spread wantonly for him. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, giving him the best opportunity to reclaim her neck before moving for the first time to her mouth.

 

This was not the same calm and careful caresses of their first encounter. No, this was something far more needy and consuming for both of them. Two of his fingers were now curling up inside of her as he tested and then teased her ripe and willing body.

 

“You want this?” It was as much a statement of fact as it was a question but Takana moaned out her go ahead anyway.

 

“Yes.” The word ended in a hiss when he pulled her legs wider apart to make room for his hips.

 

“Touch it.” He ground out as he took one of her hands from his head and pulled it down between them. If she was willing to do this then he was going to make damn sure she knew what they were about to do. He doubted he could stop himself even if he tried but he wasn't doing it to give her a chance to back out, he did it so she would have no illusions about exactly what effect she had on him.

 

Takana's mind was a flood of emotions and all of them good ones from what she could tell. She was very aware of what he was telling her to do and obeyed with a feverish need. Her small hand, roughened from years of toil and carving, wrapped lightly around the smooth, turgid shaft he guided her to. Then she felt him moving forward, causing her to guide him to her. She then understood what he had wanted. He wanted her to be as much apart of this as he was. He paused for only a moment when the head of his member touched her slickened crevice. That was when he looked at her and found her wide, anxious but trusting eyes looking up at him. He held her gaze as he slowly pushed himself in a little at a time; being sure to fully coat himself in her wetness and reveling in the tightness of her.

 

She may have been taken before but that seemed little more than a trivial fact, a pathetic scrap of useless knowledge. Sesshoumaru didn't care that another had taken her because in all reality, she belonged completely to him and only him. She had freely given herself to him. His pace was maddeningly slow for him but he maintained it for now until she was adjusted to him or until he could hold back no longer.

 

The feeling of him stretching her was unpleasant but the man doing it to her was not. She didn't care that it hurt a little, she wanted it regardless and as a result, she bucked her hips up into his and succeeded in fully sheathing him within her. He groaned at the unexpected penetration while she let out a little whine that sounded more excited than pained.

 

Sesshoumaru took her bold move for what it was and wasted no time in pulling back out nearly all the way before plunging back within her depths. He was met with the same whine but louder. He searched her face for clues on how to proceed but found it a puzzle of different emotions that didn't seem to fit together properly. In the face of the unknown, he plowed ahead, quickly becoming too lost in his own pleasure to place all of his focus on hers. He did manage to slip his hand between them and begin rubbing her highly sensitive and engorged center of pleasure. Once he did, he was met with a new, even more alluring sound.

 

Takana gasped and moaned as his steady rhythm slowly picked up in pace. She was no longer sure what it was she felt and had ceased trying to define it as pain or pleasure long ago. All she did know was that she didn't want him to stop now or ever. She was lost in his embrace as much as he was in hers but like all things, this too soon came to an end. An end that left the couple panting and moaning in combined, sexual bliss.

 

Sesshoumaru barely supported himself on elbows as the last waves of tense, almost painful pleasure wracked his entire frame and ended in soft rhythmic tremors inside of her. He could barely believe the amount of energy he'd expended in the act and he was nearly sure he wouldn't even be able to lift himself off her now even if he tried. While the excursion left him physically drained and somewhat vulnerable, something he would normally detest, he found that he'd never felt more satisfied that he did right now while still embedded in her warmth and basking in the soft glow of her post coital body. Before he moved away, he stared down at their still connected body, at her still heaving breasts that were beautifully bathed in a light sheen of sweat, hers more from the exertion of her orgasm that of physical motion.

 

“Thank you.”

 

Sesshoumaru pulled his eyes up to her still closed ones. “For what?” He breathed out, his voice having yet to lose its sexual, husky quality.

 

“For making me feel wanted again.” She replied, opening sleepy eyes.

 

Sesshoumaru had no idea how to respond with words so he did the only thing he could think of. He kissed her as tenderly as he knew how and was surprised with the amount of warmth he was able to deliver in that simple gesture alone. If only she knew how much she'd changed him, if she knew what he had been before her, she wouldn't be thanking him now but that was another thought that he brushed off as unnecessary at the moment. He would sort that out later because right now he was exactly where he wanted to be, with whom he wanted to be and in the exact way he wanted to be. And that's exactly what he planned to focus on. Nothing else because nothing else mattered one damn bit.

 

AN: I got a little long winded on the review responses, sorry to all who don't really like them.

 

angelsfalltearfully - Yeah, he's a fighting badass no matter what form he's in. I'm happy you liked the last one. Sess does have a way of putting things very plainly, making it tough not to take what he says to heart especially since he says so little to begin with and that gives his words added meaning. Ah, the reaction....hmmm, we'll see.

mnesai1 - Woo hoo, new reviewer. Welcome. His reasoning always makes sense to him because...well...he wants to convince himself of certain things so that he doesn't have to face the possible negative reality of his actions. Very arrogant indeed. The episode you referred is interesting in that he did listen to reason but not for the reasons Inu and Kags gave. He came up with his own to achieve the same ends but while still maintaining his `I only do what I want to do' attitude. That's one of the reasons I love writing for his character. He's rigid but dynamic at the same time. And no worries in reply to your second review, I will always update.

Susanne - Another new reviewer, I'm astounded and thoroughly pleased. I'm always happy to pull people out of their normal reading routines and getting people interested in an OC has always been the best way to do it. He's definitely softening but hopefully it's believable with the passage of time and events in the story. Let me know if you ever think it's not. How other view him will be a big part of the second half of this story but that's all I am willing to say about that for now. Day 365 is going to be interesting, stick around and see.

White Luna - I love being right. :)

KingSamuraiJack - Wow, a reviewer from both sites, I'm flattered. I try to dabble in as many of the story devices as I can though the sex is always a dominant part of my stories. I'm a bit pervy that way I guess. Gotta excise my demons somehow. :) Enjoy the warped world of my mind. (I wrote this response before your email and decided not to change it.)

Nikkie23534 - I'm so happy I lived up to your expectations. You are going to have to send me pics of the little ones and no worries, you have all my thoughts and hopes for you little ones. Tata.

Lamb - I absolutely love your reviews, they are both honest and entertaining! Bless you for that. Trust me, I always have a reason for the little bits I put in stories and her training will come into play for more than just the `touching' aspect I've already used it for. You may be surprised by it but that's as far as I'll go with that hint. BTW, I love the vindictive mood and can only help that my chap inspired it. I will say nothing of Rin...think what you like and find out later but no promises either way since no matter what happens, someone will be disappointed but that's why I get to play the god of this little story and I do plan on taking all of you for a ride through my imagination. All I can say is have fun!