InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Fire and Ice ❯ The morning after... but we're not done yet... ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

When he woke the next day, the first thing Sesshomaru noticed was how.. safe he felt. Completely relaxed and... content.
He lifted his head and blinked. 'Where?' Glancing around, he recognized his room. There was a soft noise and movement beneath him. Rin.
Sesshomaru smiled as he watched her sleep . Her cute little nose scrunched up in agitation when a few stray strands of her hair teased at it. He brushed them back quietly. Rin remained asleep.
The scent of blood drifted to him. Sesshomaru started.The mark. It should have been cleaned last night, but he had fallen asleep. As a result, two thin trickles of crimson ran down Rin's shoulder, red in stark contrast of her milky skin. Silently the taiyoukai set about cleansing the small wound, gently lapping the blood stained skin 'til he reached the two puncture marks that claimed Rin as his.

"Mmmnhmm..." There was a soft rustling and his young mate's sleepy voice reached his ears.

"M'lord?" Sesshomaru pulled back enough to look at her, one eyebrow raised. Rin blinked, trying to pull herself back from a world of dreams. Right now reality was just as satisfying. "What?" He leaned in closer and kissed her softly. Mmmhm... there goes my mind..

"That's not what you called me last night..." The breathy voice so close to her skin made her forget everything else and Sesshomaru's mouth found its way back to her neck.

"It's not?"

"No." Oh Gods, right there... A little more lip...

"Huh.." Sesshomaru chuckled and pulled off of her. Rin made a weak noise of protest as he moved to the edge of the bed. Sesshomaru picked up a red and black silk robe from where it lay over a chair. There was also a purple one with silver embroidery. His servants, inferior rabbit youkai, had obviously been in to clean. Which meant the news of their new lady had been spread throughout the castle by now.
Finished with the sash, Sesshomaru turned to face Rin. She sat up sleepily, pulling up the sheet to cover herself automatically. Rin stifled a yawn with one hand, blinking. It was a wonder, what with all the cuts, blood, bruises and tangled hair that she still managed to appear so beautiful to Sesshomaru. He draped the sparkling purple fabric over her shouders.

"Come with me." Sliding her arms into the sleeves of the robe, Rin gave her feet the command to move. Nothing happened. Curious, Rin tried again. She shifted her left leg a little, but they still didn't want to move.

"Um.. Sesshomaru-sama?" He paused halfway to the door, turning. "Yes, Rin?"

"I.. uh.. don't think I can walk.." He smirked slightly at this revelation. Quietly Sesshomaru crossed the room and scooped her up. Rin started at the swift motion, burying her face in his neck and murmering something incomprehensible. Sesshomaru moved towards a door at the end of the room. It was so perfectly camouflaged with the patterned walls , that Rin had never noticed it before. Not that she had been in Sesshomaru-sama's rooms enough times to look.

The door opened into a steamy bath. A natural hotspring was set in the center of the room, frothing in a very inviting way. The spring was about 4ft deep with a seat encircling the inside halfway down. It was furnished in the traditional Japanese style, kind of like a spa. There was a selection of bath oils and cloths laid out on a mat at the edge.

Smoothly, Sesshomaru derobed and slipped them both into the soothing water. He settled Rin comfortably and moved to the mat. Selecting a small blue bottle, he emptied its contents into the bath. A soft foaming of bubbles formed on the surface. Rin sighed and sank in deeper, feeling all the tenseness melt out of her. There was a tingling in her legs as feeling returned.

With a small laugh the girl kicked off her seat, immersing herself completely underwater. Rin came up spluttering and giggling. Tossing her head back in delight, Rin ran both hands through her hair, massaging her scalp. Giving Sesshomaru a good view of her dripping breasts and slim, well built torso as well. He leaned back, spreading his arms out along the edges of the spring, watching her play.

Rin gathered a handful of bubbles, blowing them off and watching intently as they floated away. She stole a glance at Sesshomaru out of the corner of her eye. The way he was looking at her, calmly, but his eyes were narrowed and glinting, almost hungry. A little thrill ran through her, and she had an idea....

Moving slowly, not too slowly but just enough, Rin took a bottle of soap and a cloth. In smooth, even strokes she soaped up one long leg, lifting it above the water to demonstrate her flexibility. With great concentration she rinsed it off and moved to the other.

Gods, did she even know how she was torturing him? Sesshomaru shivered slightly as Rin spread white, foaming lather over both arms and moved on to her graceful neck. She glanced over at him, dropping her eyes quickly and blushing lightly. So she did know then. He smirked. His little girl was not as innocent as she seemed.... Well now...

In the split second while her head was turned, Sesshomaru moved to her and took hold of her waist. He bent his neck to kiss her, his tongue exploring her hot mouth. Rin smiled, allowing herself to be pressed against the wall of the bath. 'Finally..'

She bent one leg up by Sesshomaru's hip and her hands explored his glistening chest. Not content with just a touch, she broke the kiss and lowered her mouth to his skin. Her tongue flicked gently while those gorgeous lips probed every dip and contour. Sesshomaru let out a sound that was half-growl half-moan, burying his nose in her hair. Rin purred in satisfaction. He was actually letting her do this, allowing her to pleasure him. She grinned. Her lord, her Sesshomaru...

Rin's heartbeat raced and a pool of heat began to form in her mid-section, a dull, pulsing throb of need. She let out a soft mewling sound, trying to pull Sesshomaru closer, but he pushed her back with a low, throaty growl. If she hadn't known any better, Rin would have sworn the look in her silver inu's eyes was mischevious. She blushed and dropped her gaze, squirming a little in his hold.

Then she felt his slender fingers inside her, stroking her beneath the water. And something hot and wet encasing her breast. Rin hissed softly, arching more into her mate's mouth.
"Nnn.." Rin tossed her head back, her hands tangled in the taiyoukai's hair, encouraging him. Sesshomaru flicked his tongue over her hardened peak, massaging her sensitive clit at the same time. Rin gasped and bucked into his hand.

"Bloody hell Sesshomaru..." Oh yeah, he wanted her to scream. Wanted her to come with his name on her lips... those beautiful petal-soft lips... just to prove that she was his. Only his.