InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Touch ❯ Peaches ( Chapter 3 )
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By: scarredbride 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Angst / Psychological | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.02.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Angst / Psychological | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.02.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
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Kagome shivered when she heard the passion in Sesshoumaru’s masculine voice before he left. “Why me?” She splashed her hands in the water like a spoiled child that didn’t have their way. Standing up slowly, she stripped her sopping wet clothes off, throwing them to the side for servants to take. She sat in the warm spring, allowing it to flow freely over her nude body, relaxing the tense muscles. ‘There has to be a way to get rid of at least one. I can’t handle them both.’ She thought. Leaning over to grab the scented oils, she lavished herself with care for the first time in months. Despite why she was here, Sesshoumaru’s place was far better than Naraku’s any day.
***
Sesshoumaru awaited patiently in his chamber for night to come. He was disturbed at why he could smell blood upon Kagome, but realized as he left, the door frame was scented just the same. ‘Foolish girl.’ He smirked slightly. Although beautiful, she was excessively clumsy, probably why she was held in such high regard to so many youkai, the clumsiness of her showed her innocence even more. Although no longer a virgin, her aura was still innocent enough.
“Damn you Naraku. You never deserved to take such a prize.” Sesshoumaru slammed his fist upon the overstuffed futon. Even his stupid brother would have been a better first companion than that disgusting thing made of youkai pieces. At least then she would have had some resemblance of what pleasure was, not just painful experiences. “My dear Kagome, I will show you what true pleasure is though. Even if it must be by force, no one has been able to resist me for long.” He laughed at himself, thinking of all the innocent youkai women he had conquered.
A soft knock came to the door. “Enter.” He said simply. As the door opened he could smell the fresh bathed scent of her skin. She had used the oils he personally chose to heighten her scent. She was clad in nothing but a thin, white kimono, with no undergarments beneath, it clung to her body, accenting each and every feminine curve. “Sit.” He gestured to the bed, as she cautiously stepped into the room and closed the door.
Her eyes, may have been downcast, but the servants did well. She was colored with creams and powders to bring out her facial features. The black liner used for her eyes would merely brighten them to such extremes if she merely looked up at him. Her hair was let loose, to flow down her back like a goddess. She walked to the bed and gently sat on it, at the edge, as far from him as possible.
“Look at me, girl. I wish to see what your eyes look like now that you are here and dressed to my satisfaction.” Sesshoumaru said triumphantly and with arrogance.
As Kagome lifted her eyes to him, Sesshoumaru was enthralled and slightly annoyed. Beautiful as they were, the deepness of them, brought out by the makeup, the sparks of anger radiating from them was all too noticeable. ‘So she intends to fight all the way.’ He shook his head slightly. “It would be wise to reign your fierce temper girl. I have a gentle way for obedient girls, but am very stern for the overly spirited ones.” Another knock to the door came, as a servant brought in a tray filled with food and saki.
Kagome sat in the same spot, still as death, not one word or action came from her. It was as if she shut herself off, merely a shell with eyes to her soul to show her displeasure. “Come and eat girl. I will only ask once.”
Kagome shifted slightly and reached a delicate hand out to grab a supple piece of peach. Her cherry red lips, took a sensual bite as the juice ran slightly across them. She allowed her pink tongue to come out and lick up the sticky sweet droplets. Sesshoumaru felt himself begin to heat from such innocent gestures, she was ethereal.
Standing, Sesshoumaru took another piece of peach from the tray, and walked to the end of the bed. Hooking her under the chin with a clawed finger, he brought her gaze to his. She cast her eyes away again, trying to rid herself of his presence. “Open your mouth. I wish to feed you.” Although her eyes were not in contact with him, she did as she was asked. Quiet, complacent, but radiating with rage.
***
Kagome sat there only half listening to Sesshoumaru. She was angered, and tempted to spit the peach out into his face if only she wasn’t so hungry. If he was anything like Naraku, she learned long ago to play along when it came to food, or the possibility of not receiving anything was there. So she sat, quietly, nibbling on the piece of food offered to her.
Focusing her eyes on the hand feeding her, she saw how close those deadly claws were to her face. Filled with green poison, able to pierce her skin as if it was delicate tissue paper, the beauty of his hand was remarkable though. ‘A killing perfection.’ She thought sarcastically.
“Careful girl, one might think you want to eat me the way you are staring at my hand.” Sesshoumaru’s deep voice clipped in, bringing her abruptly from her trance.
Snapping her head up causing him to smear some of the fruit upon her cheek, she glared at him. “Why would I do such a disgusting thing?” She said vehemently after being startled and embarrassed.
Grabbing her face between those same fingers which fed her, he stared directly into her fearful but angry eyes. “Never talk such to me girl!” He was about to release her face with a slight shove of disdain when he noticed the glistening sweetness sticking to her. Slowly he grabbed a hold of the nape of her neck and brought his face close enough to lick the sweet nectar off her milky white skin.
She tried fighting and pushing against him, but each time she pushed him away even a fraction of an inch, the more her head was pulled forward from where his hand was positioned. “Get off!” She raged. With one last shove a small burst of miko energy emitted from her. Sending both of them to the floor in a tangled mess because he had not relinquished his hold.
Being the first to scramble up, Kagome tried to run towards the door. Knowing she would be punished, and afraid in what he would do. She had not meant to release the energy so soon upon him, but the situation was taken out of her hands, while her body’s natural defenses kicked in.
A hand shot up and grabbed her ankle, causing her to fall hard onto the stone floor. After regaining her breath, she could feel the nails piercing into her skin. Looking behind her, she saw the red, very angry eyes of her captor. “Please. Sesshoumaru-sama. I did not mean it. Please.” Kagome’s breath caught on a sob. She did not want to be hurt anymore and she was truly afraid.
Getting onto his knees again, he crawled over top of her, forcing her back onto her stomach; flat against the cold floor. “You, will never do that again.” He breathed into her ear with barely controlled fury. He had forgotten about her miko powers. How strong they were, and sporadic.
Over the years she had gained some semblance of control, but it was not enough to completely reign them in. Especially when her body felt it was in danger from something. Sesshoumaru knew because of the jyaki at Naraku’s domain was why the girl never escaped until he came around. It was only because of her miko powers she yet lived after being harbored there so long. Yet it was so unexpected for her powers to come back so suddenly and forcefully.
Jerky movement from beneath brought him back from his red hazed world, Kagome was struggling beneath him to try and get out. Her buttocks would rub against his, causing his member to throb needlessly. His youkai ran rampant inside of him. His anger, and need for blood lust made him want to take this girl from behind fiercely. Just like a bitch in heat.
He was about to lift her skirt high when he noticed the nail gashes hidden beneath her long hair. He had not done that, for they were not fresh enough. It must have been Naraku’s doing before he had taken her. Tracing the small scratches, Kagome shivered with fear and something akin to pleasure. Her neck had always been the most sensitive spot upon her and no matter what it caused slight sparks to travel through her. “Bastard.” He said harshly under his breath.
Kagome stiffened when she heard his remark. He must have seen the scars from her dream. “He never should have been allowed to touch you girl.” Pushing up off of her, Sesshoumaru walked back over to the bed, as if contemplating.
Kagome scrambled up off the floor finally, crawling into a small corner of the room away from him. She started to shake, wondering what he was thinking, why he was so quiet. “Leave.” Was all she heard, before she looked up to see him staring at her with what looked like frustration and mild pity. “Go back to your room. Your services are not needed tonight.”
After hearing those words, Kagome jumped up quickly and hurriedly ran to her room thankful that she was able to keep at least one of her nightmarish monsters at bay. Swiftly Kagome locked the door behind her in case he changed his mind. It would not stop him, but it was enough to give her a piece of mind before drifting off to a deep, dreamless sleep.
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Wanted to make this chapter a touch longer, but everyone waited long enough. Sorry for the long update time period. I will try and get another out in a week’s time. Ja ne!
Kagome shivered when she heard the passion in Sesshoumaru’s masculine voice before he left. “Why me?” She splashed her hands in the water like a spoiled child that didn’t have their way. Standing up slowly, she stripped her sopping wet clothes off, throwing them to the side for servants to take. She sat in the warm spring, allowing it to flow freely over her nude body, relaxing the tense muscles. ‘There has to be a way to get rid of at least one. I can’t handle them both.’ She thought. Leaning over to grab the scented oils, she lavished herself with care for the first time in months. Despite why she was here, Sesshoumaru’s place was far better than Naraku’s any day.
***
Sesshoumaru awaited patiently in his chamber for night to come. He was disturbed at why he could smell blood upon Kagome, but realized as he left, the door frame was scented just the same. ‘Foolish girl.’ He smirked slightly. Although beautiful, she was excessively clumsy, probably why she was held in such high regard to so many youkai, the clumsiness of her showed her innocence even more. Although no longer a virgin, her aura was still innocent enough.
“Damn you Naraku. You never deserved to take such a prize.” Sesshoumaru slammed his fist upon the overstuffed futon. Even his stupid brother would have been a better first companion than that disgusting thing made of youkai pieces. At least then she would have had some resemblance of what pleasure was, not just painful experiences. “My dear Kagome, I will show you what true pleasure is though. Even if it must be by force, no one has been able to resist me for long.” He laughed at himself, thinking of all the innocent youkai women he had conquered.
A soft knock came to the door. “Enter.” He said simply. As the door opened he could smell the fresh bathed scent of her skin. She had used the oils he personally chose to heighten her scent. She was clad in nothing but a thin, white kimono, with no undergarments beneath, it clung to her body, accenting each and every feminine curve. “Sit.” He gestured to the bed, as she cautiously stepped into the room and closed the door.
Her eyes, may have been downcast, but the servants did well. She was colored with creams and powders to bring out her facial features. The black liner used for her eyes would merely brighten them to such extremes if she merely looked up at him. Her hair was let loose, to flow down her back like a goddess. She walked to the bed and gently sat on it, at the edge, as far from him as possible.
“Look at me, girl. I wish to see what your eyes look like now that you are here and dressed to my satisfaction.” Sesshoumaru said triumphantly and with arrogance.
As Kagome lifted her eyes to him, Sesshoumaru was enthralled and slightly annoyed. Beautiful as they were, the deepness of them, brought out by the makeup, the sparks of anger radiating from them was all too noticeable. ‘So she intends to fight all the way.’ He shook his head slightly. “It would be wise to reign your fierce temper girl. I have a gentle way for obedient girls, but am very stern for the overly spirited ones.” Another knock to the door came, as a servant brought in a tray filled with food and saki.
Kagome sat in the same spot, still as death, not one word or action came from her. It was as if she shut herself off, merely a shell with eyes to her soul to show her displeasure. “Come and eat girl. I will only ask once.”
Kagome shifted slightly and reached a delicate hand out to grab a supple piece of peach. Her cherry red lips, took a sensual bite as the juice ran slightly across them. She allowed her pink tongue to come out and lick up the sticky sweet droplets. Sesshoumaru felt himself begin to heat from such innocent gestures, she was ethereal.
Standing, Sesshoumaru took another piece of peach from the tray, and walked to the end of the bed. Hooking her under the chin with a clawed finger, he brought her gaze to his. She cast her eyes away again, trying to rid herself of his presence. “Open your mouth. I wish to feed you.” Although her eyes were not in contact with him, she did as she was asked. Quiet, complacent, but radiating with rage.
***
Kagome sat there only half listening to Sesshoumaru. She was angered, and tempted to spit the peach out into his face if only she wasn’t so hungry. If he was anything like Naraku, she learned long ago to play along when it came to food, or the possibility of not receiving anything was there. So she sat, quietly, nibbling on the piece of food offered to her.
Focusing her eyes on the hand feeding her, she saw how close those deadly claws were to her face. Filled with green poison, able to pierce her skin as if it was delicate tissue paper, the beauty of his hand was remarkable though. ‘A killing perfection.’ She thought sarcastically.
“Careful girl, one might think you want to eat me the way you are staring at my hand.” Sesshoumaru’s deep voice clipped in, bringing her abruptly from her trance.
Snapping her head up causing him to smear some of the fruit upon her cheek, she glared at him. “Why would I do such a disgusting thing?” She said vehemently after being startled and embarrassed.
Grabbing her face between those same fingers which fed her, he stared directly into her fearful but angry eyes. “Never talk such to me girl!” He was about to release her face with a slight shove of disdain when he noticed the glistening sweetness sticking to her. Slowly he grabbed a hold of the nape of her neck and brought his face close enough to lick the sweet nectar off her milky white skin.
She tried fighting and pushing against him, but each time she pushed him away even a fraction of an inch, the more her head was pulled forward from where his hand was positioned. “Get off!” She raged. With one last shove a small burst of miko energy emitted from her. Sending both of them to the floor in a tangled mess because he had not relinquished his hold.
Being the first to scramble up, Kagome tried to run towards the door. Knowing she would be punished, and afraid in what he would do. She had not meant to release the energy so soon upon him, but the situation was taken out of her hands, while her body’s natural defenses kicked in.
A hand shot up and grabbed her ankle, causing her to fall hard onto the stone floor. After regaining her breath, she could feel the nails piercing into her skin. Looking behind her, she saw the red, very angry eyes of her captor. “Please. Sesshoumaru-sama. I did not mean it. Please.” Kagome’s breath caught on a sob. She did not want to be hurt anymore and she was truly afraid.
Getting onto his knees again, he crawled over top of her, forcing her back onto her stomach; flat against the cold floor. “You, will never do that again.” He breathed into her ear with barely controlled fury. He had forgotten about her miko powers. How strong they were, and sporadic.
Over the years she had gained some semblance of control, but it was not enough to completely reign them in. Especially when her body felt it was in danger from something. Sesshoumaru knew because of the jyaki at Naraku’s domain was why the girl never escaped until he came around. It was only because of her miko powers she yet lived after being harbored there so long. Yet it was so unexpected for her powers to come back so suddenly and forcefully.
Jerky movement from beneath brought him back from his red hazed world, Kagome was struggling beneath him to try and get out. Her buttocks would rub against his, causing his member to throb needlessly. His youkai ran rampant inside of him. His anger, and need for blood lust made him want to take this girl from behind fiercely. Just like a bitch in heat.
He was about to lift her skirt high when he noticed the nail gashes hidden beneath her long hair. He had not done that, for they were not fresh enough. It must have been Naraku’s doing before he had taken her. Tracing the small scratches, Kagome shivered with fear and something akin to pleasure. Her neck had always been the most sensitive spot upon her and no matter what it caused slight sparks to travel through her. “Bastard.” He said harshly under his breath.
Kagome stiffened when she heard his remark. He must have seen the scars from her dream. “He never should have been allowed to touch you girl.” Pushing up off of her, Sesshoumaru walked back over to the bed, as if contemplating.
Kagome scrambled up off the floor finally, crawling into a small corner of the room away from him. She started to shake, wondering what he was thinking, why he was so quiet. “Leave.” Was all she heard, before she looked up to see him staring at her with what looked like frustration and mild pity. “Go back to your room. Your services are not needed tonight.”
After hearing those words, Kagome jumped up quickly and hurriedly ran to her room thankful that she was able to keep at least one of her nightmarish monsters at bay. Swiftly Kagome locked the door behind her in case he changed his mind. It would not stop him, but it was enough to give her a piece of mind before drifting off to a deep, dreamless sleep.
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Wanted to make this chapter a touch longer, but everyone waited long enough. Sorry for the long update time period. I will try and get another out in a week’s time. Ja ne!