InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Gone to the Dogs ❯ Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Kagome woke panting, sweating and groaning with unfulfilled desire. The dreams she had been plagued with all night were incorrigible and she was certain she was going to die if she didn't get release soon.

That was bad. Damn him for getting her all worked up. She punched the pillow in a futile attempt to get comfortable and flopped back onto the bed.

As she closed her eyes she wrinkled her nose at the thumping sound that came from the garden. She glanced around the bedroom she had been given and walked over to the window, it had a spectacular view of the front garden but the noise she could hear was coming from the back garden.

She grabbed her jacket from the peg and decided to go and investigate, even though the clock told her it was six in the morning.

She stepped out onto the dew covered grass and shivered slightly at the tickling sensation of the dew rolling between her toes.

It was strangely silent, there had been birds singing last time she had been outside but now the air was still and cold, she crossed her arms over her chest as she walked further out into the huge garden.

Eventually she concluded that there was nothing out here and went to go back inside.

Big mistake.

She came face to face with huge, glistening, white teeth that were inches away from her face.

The teeth evidently belonged to the huge demon dog attached to them. It was huge white and sparkled in the first light of the morning.

But she didn't spend too much time dwelling on the dog's fur. She was more preoccupied with its tombstone sized molars looking her in the face.

Blood. Pain. Tears. Growling.

Blood pouring, flesh tearing, tears falling. No sounds.

She turned her back on the monster in time to fall to her knees in the grass and retch. She didn't throw up; it was as if there was something in her throat, blocking her oesophagus.

She became aware of the dog breathing on her and abruptly twirled so she was on her bottom looking up at red eyes.

Blood.

Her flight instincts kicked in then and she scuttled backwards along the grass away from the monster.

But something stopped her.

It whimpered.

She forced herself to look back at the huge dog, to take in the crescent moon on its forehead, the way the red eyes filled with remorse and pleading.

 

His eyes flickered for a moment before he answered “I am a Doku Yokai”

 

“I take it you are not fond of cats” she said

“Not in the slightest”

 

“No” she whimpered as tears cascaded down her cheeks “No”

There was a swirl of energy so harsh Kagome had to close her eyes.

She hesitantly opened them a second later to find Sesshoumaru standing over her.

“No” she whispered

“I am sorry” he said

“You, you lied to me” she bit out jumping to her feet “you… you are a dog demon”

“I know”

She shook her head “Find someone else whose mind you can mess with, because I'm done” she stalked past him, “I don't want to ever see you again!”

Then she ran.

***

Soon Kagome found her allocated room and curled up in the old fashioned wardrobe; it was a comfort thing. She had meant to take Rin and leave the place but he had driven them down and she had no idea where she was so they were stuck. She sighed, pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on her knees. What a giant mess.

With her temper cooled and her fear somewhat abated she tried to reason her way through the betrayal that had stung her so deeply.

He could see why he had hidden it and she frowned at herself, berating herself internally. How could she have been so stupid? Sure she had been scared of the huge dog but if he had told her from the beginning what he really was she never would have learned about Sesshoumaru.

She rubbed her temples. Seemed like she was in for a lot of thinking.

***

Two hours later Sesshoumaru was still pacing the living room like a man walking on hot coals. His mind racing a mile per minute he hadn't realised she would be awake so damn early! But that was no excuse, he had lied to her. He deserved her anger.

His eyes widened as he remembered, she didn't want to see him again? She was going to leave? Something snapped inside him and he took chase after the woman. Hunting her down he was confused when her scent trail looped to her room and then back into the garden. She was knelt beneath an old wizened tree.

“Kagome” he spoke softly but the silence was shattered harshly.

She looked up at him like a deer caught in headlights and bolted.

He caught her before she got more than ten metres away from him and held her there.

She wriggled and squirmed in his arms as she cursed his strength and tried to escape.

“I'm so sorry” he nuzzled his face into her hair and she gave up leaning against him as she cried.

“You're a dog demon” she shivered “I hate dogs”

“But you were never afraid of me Kagome” he pleaded as he stroked soothing circles on her back “before you knew this secret you were calm and relaxed in my presence”

“But that was before—” she began to protest.

“No, it makes no difference what breed of demon I am Kagome” he whispered “I promise I will never hurt you, I have never given you any reason to doubt me”

“You lied” she protested weakly still struggling futilely in his hold.

“Because I knew that if you knew what I was you would never have agreed to let me help you” he insisted “I would lie for no other reason”

“I don't know what to do. I am so confused, I feel like you betrayed me” she muttered pulling back to look into his eyes. She gasped at what she saw there, the deep deafening loneliness barely restrained within the topaz depths along with the pure unadulterated caring he held for her. That passion was directed at her and it made her feel uneasy.

“I would never”

He leant down, giving her time to pull away and softly, hesitantly claimed her lips with his own. The kiss was chaste and brief but at the same time he poured all of what h was feeling for her into it.

When he pulled back her eyes were glittering, her lips parted and her cheeks covered in a light primrose blush.

His control snapped.

One hand ensnared the silky strands of her ebony hair whilst the other traced a light teasing path down her side to her ass. He cupped one cheek in a palm and began to knead and mould her bottom to his pleasure. She gasped as he stroked the tender place at the small of her back and she pressed herself against him.

She could feel him through the flimsy cotton of her underwear and her nether lips moistened at the feel of his hard length pressing her there.

His hand left her hair and his claws traced a light pattern down her throat to the buttons on the shirt she wore positioning his claw deliberately he severed the buttons from her shirt so that she was almost bare before his ravenous eyes.

She groaned as her demon latched onto one breast and suckled, nipped and licked around her nipple never quite touching it whilst his hand mimicked his actions on the other globe.

Throughout his other hand remained busy kneading, shaping and playing with her bottom.

She was damn near delirious with need by the time he actually deigned to take her nipple into his mouth that she nearly fell over as shocks of pleasure shot from her nipples down to her belly pooling there and building. She groaned and ground herself against his cock wantonly.

Without detaching himself from either her breast of her ass he tipped her over backwards and laid her out on the grass. She barely noticed and her modesty about fucking outside lay in tatters.

He detached himself from one breast only to lavish the same attention on his other as her hands came up and knotted into his hair. Pleasure spread through her; from her overly sensitized breasts to the hard nub between her legs.

He grinned as he pulled away, her nipples high and tight on her breasts and darkened with blood. She whimpered as he moved away and tried to pull him back using his hair but he ignored her and dipped to lavish attention on the smooth plains of her stomach.

His tongue dipped into her belly button and she groaned as she used his hair to try and drag him down to her painfully empty pussy. She barely had time to wonder what he would think of her plain cotton underwear before he impatiently ripped the cloth that covered her from his sight and nearly groaned at the heady increase in the scent of her desire.

He carefully nudged her thighs apart with his nose and his questing hands drifted up the insides of her thighs to cup her damp slickness against his large claw tipped hands.

She tried to grind against him and he grinned as he moved his hands away to ensnare her thighs and restrain her.

“Not yet, first I will taste you” he murmured against the silky skin of her thigh. And she groaned as the husky quality to his voice caused the downy hairs all over her body to stand on end.

He ran his tongue teasingly over the soft sweaty skin of her inner thigh and grinned at her needy whimper as she squirmed in his hold. He felt her thighs try to rub together to find some of the much craved friction and carelessly pinned them open.

He leaned up to the juncture of her thighs and inhaled deeply and groaned as the sent of her arousal made him harden to an almost painful degree.

She groaned at his lack of movement and her hands disentangled himself from his hair long enough to trace the tips of his elfin ears and rub them sensuously. He groaned low in the back of his throat and bit down on the inside of her thigh in reprimand. He was the one in charge here, his baser instincts demanded subservience to him.

She wriggled desperately in his hold as he bit down and he grinned. Seemed she liked to be bitten.

He grinned as he slowly dragged his tongue over the pulsing centre of her and she mewled in relief and pleasure. He swirled his tongue around her numb and then bit down, smirking as he forced an orgasm from the ebony haired beauty.

His erection was chaffing against the denim of his jeans and she impatiently ripped his shirt from him to reveal his hard chest. She raked her blunt nails along the sculpted plains of his chest and he groaned harshly as he impatiently kicked of the jeans and underwear. And pressed his hard thickness against her questing hands. Rock hard velvet skin leapt in her dainty fingers and he growled at her before once again retaking control.

He slipped a finger inside of her and smiled as she flexed her warm damp walls around the digit.

“Please” she whimpered as she rocked against the finger.

He nodded and carefully flipped her so she was resting on her elbows and knees on the grass. Panting she turned to look at him over her shoulder as her long hair fell over her face and teased the tips of her swollen nipples.

He slowly slid inside her, taking his time, letting her feel every inch of him inside her until he was seated all the way inside and she ground back against him.

He began to thrust within her, drawing back as her clenching muscles tried to hold him inside, his long silver mane scrawling a whispering caress across the smooth skin of her back.

At first the thrusts were rhythmic and controlled as he basked in her pleas for him to go harder and faster, but eventually he was thrusting with reckless abandon, his need for her had built to an unbearable point.

He bit down on the tender skin of her expose neck as she shuddered beneath him and he came ferociously, feeling his cock enlarge and lock him within his chosen female he grinned when the knotting caused her to orgasm again for him.

He rolled them both over onto their sides and just laid there. Where there was just them and everything else was insignificant.

***

Kagome and Sesshoumaru woke three hours later to a harsh and demanding sunshine. She tried to sit up and then rolled her eyes as she realised she was still tied to him.

“How long will this last?” she murmured.

“As long as it wants to” he relied sleepily.

“So you don't know?” she asked.

“Never timed it” he said into the crook of her neck.

“Momma?” the distant voice of Rin called, and Kagome panicked as she realised that if her daughter caught her like this there was going to be a lot of explaining to be done.

“What do we do?” a wide eyed Kagome asked Sesshoumaru

He smirked. “Not my problem”

She head butted the floor “Great, just great”

“I couldn't agree more” he murmured into the hollow of her throat.

***

Rin was a smart child. She knew how to put two and two together and when she realised that Sesshoumaru was missing as well as her mother he decided that looking for them probably wasn't a good idea and settled down to watch weekend cartoons.

Took them long enough.

A/N: I don't own Inuyasha.