InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Gone With the Wind. ❯ Mates ( Chapter 20 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: carlet
All righty.....so...one more chapter after this one..which will of course explain who stays in FA Japan and who goes back to the future... (someone will not be happy!)

I just want to apologize for the lateness of this chapter....I seriously had to force myself to sit down and writ it piece by piece because real life junk kept getting in the way....either doctors appointments...or jury duty crud or whatever..

N-e-ways..thanks for sticking with me through this fic..this is my first ~almost serious~ fic.....since I typically write comedy.

I'm actually going back to my hentai/comedic ways after this one and writing a Kag/Sess fic called "The Enchanted Obi"

Heh..should be pretty fun to write...anyways...

Hugs & Kisses...and I should have the last chapter out soon...

I hope >.>

Scar

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance / Hentai | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 04.02.2007 | Pages: 7 | Words: 7.7K | Visits: 472 | Status: Work In Progress

Gone With the Wind
Chapter 20
 
Keiko grimaced as she silently reflected on just how difficult `throwing caution to the wind' could be. The ironic thing was, she realized internally, before she fell through an ancient well and met people stranger then she ever dared to imagine, she had always been considered ……..well…out-spoken. She was usually the one to ask questions that made others uncomfortable. She had always been the first to broach a delicate subject with as little tact as possible; usually at the expense of others. She had always been the one to laugh as others squirmed and wilted away from her.
 
So why was she the one squirming now?
 
Keiko chuckled at the irony of the situation, rolling her head once, before locking eyes with the great taiyoukai again.
 
Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that she….was decidedly horizontal for this particular situation….with a great big puppy demon casually straddling her middle.
 
“I don't think my brain works at this angle,” Keiko finally teased nervously, “couldn't we…”
 
An amused look crossed the demon lord's angular features as he quirked a brow at the woman beneath him. “Perhaps…..after…” He offered suggestively.
 
Keiko fought the urge to eep and instead swallowed the knot in her throat. Apparently the demon above her had no intention of ….delaying…that which they had started….and…if a good portion of her memories actually happened, then she supposed his insistence made perfect sense. After all, she had been operating under the assumption that she and the taiyoukai were nothing more then friends for the better part of a week now. She couldn't even count the number of times the great demon lord had lightly caressed her arm, back, or leg, in what she assumed (at the time) were accidental touches in the past week. Had he been subtly sending her signals this entire time?
 
The realization that Sesshoumaru might want her as badly as she wanted him was both frightening and exciting to Keiko.
 
If she had only realized what he was doing, Keiko lamented, she could have at least ….enjoyed it…a little. Provided that was what he was doing, of course.
 
“Dammit.” Keiko cursed; earning herself another eyebrow quirk from Sesshoumaru as she decided some questions simply could not wait until…..after.
 
`First things first,' she rationalized as she decided one particular question required immediate clarity.
 
“Am I still a virgin?” Keiko blurted out ineloquently as she sought to answer the question that had been nagging at the back of her mind for the better part of a week. She had a pretty good idea what the answer would be, given the taiyoukai's previous declaration and actions, but she figured such an important, personal fact was worth confirming. If nothing else, it would helpful to know whether or not to expect pain, she realized.
 
Sesshoumaru regarded the girl beneath him thoughtfully before opening his mouth to give her a slightly over-analyzed and measured response. “Technically…” His head canted to the side slightly, a look Keiko found extremely alluring, before he gave his answer another brief moment of thought. “No.”
 
“Technically?” Keiko questioned in a slightly higher voice. Somehow things were always worse when technicalities got involved. She'd often heard female coworkers describe themselves as `technically virgins' because they had gone down on a man or …kami knew what… but had never actually had intercourse. How the hell could one technically lose their virginity without having sex?
 
Were they walking around naked and she impaled herself on him?
 
Keiko's eyebrow twitched at the thought.
 
“We were….” He gave her a meaningful look, “interrupted.”
 
“Oh.” Keiko answered back with confusion,
 
“Oh…” She added again as she suddenly understood what he meant.
 
“Ohhh.” She exclaimed a third time as she suddenly recalled their rendezvous in the clearing. That was real? She had actually …..but didn't that mean….
 
“The hot spring?” Keiko questioned again as other memories seemed to interlock with their encounter in the clearing; her reality falling into place like a jigsaw puzzle.
 
Sesshoumaru nodded tersely, hiding the shame of losing control behind a mask of indifference, while his eyes continued to consume the woman beneath him.
 
Keiko nibbled her bottom lip as the questions became easier and easier to form. “So your true form …” Her arms extended, overdramatically miming a large object, while her question slowly drifted into silence.
 
Sesshoumaru nodded again, the corner of his lip curling into the teeniest of smirks as he recalled the incident himself. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that she lumped that particular event in with all their other `sexual' encounters, or perhaps the fact that she assumed the incident in question was just another fantasy of the mind, either way, it stirred up all kind of possibilities. Possibilities that he would just have to take advantage of later….since he had more important …things …to take advantage of at the moment.
 
Keiko's muddled mind provided more deviant imagery and she questioned it, both internally and externally.
 
“Dirty …bitch?” She questioned indignantly.
 
Sesshoumaru's right eyebrow quirked in confusion.
 
“You called me a dirty bitch?” She accused more then questioned as she shot the taiyoukai that straddle her waist an offended look.
 
He snorted loudly. “I did not.” He explained. “That,” he rationalized, “was undoubtedly Naraku.”
 
“No…” Keiko argued as she tapped her lip thoughtfully, her memories suddenly becoming clearer. “Naraku kept asking me to …provide him an heir.” She explained. “This was way before that…” She pondered out loud.
 
The mental image of a reclining Keiko restlessly gyrating against the earth presented itself to the great dog demon as he recalled her calling out his name while in a state of slumber. He simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to find out exactly what went on in her subconscious. “Perhaps you are correct;” He offered too helpfully, “explain to this Sesshoumaru the details.” He ordered.
 
Keiko blinked a glimmer of confusion from her eyes as she slowly recalled panting and groaning beneath a two-armed, sweaty dog demon. `Oops.' Her inner mind quipped dimly as the images that slowly filtered through the haze didn't match the reality she so recently pieced together. Maybe she should stop while she was ahead?
 
“Never mind!” She laughed dismissively as she nervously hoped the demon above her would simply drop the subject.
 
Another small smirk graced Sesshoumaru's lips as he slowly leaned down to nuzzle the side of Keiko's face with his own. He would undoubtedly rot in hell for what he was about to do, the great dog noted, but there was nothing for it….he simply couldn't pass up the opportunity.
 
“Was that before or… after you begged me to thrust deeper?” The taiyoukai questioned in a seductive tone as he lightly caressed the shell of her ear with his nose.
 
“B-b-be—HEY!” Keiko exclaimed as her eyes suddenly went wide. “That actually happened?!” She questioned in astonishment as her mind blanked on the number of arms the taiyoukai typically had.
 
A low, disturbing rumble, that could only be described as a chuckle, escaped Sesshoumaru's mouth as he pulled back to stare at the woman beneath him; a lock of silver hair haphazardly falling over his shoulder. “No.” He admitted in a voice heavy with amusement.
 
Keiko's face blanched. “But….you said.”
 
“You,” he nipped lovingly at her chin, “talk in your sleep.” He explained.
 
“Oh.” She mouthed; her face flushing a deep crimson as the demon above her languidly kissed a path down her neck.
 
Keiko squeaked with apprehension as she felt the taiyoukai above her pull at the collar of her kimono with strong claw-tipped fingers. Her hand instinctually locked onto his, stopping him from opening the silky garment, as she quietly whispered, “W-wait.”
 
“You are nervous?” Sesshoumaru questioned rhetorically, the scent of her apprehension heavy in the air and unsettling as he lifted his head to look down at her again. “Do you still question your memories?” He queried thoughtfully.
 
“No…” Keiko answered, her blush intensifying now that he brought attention to her mood. “I think I have a good uh…grasp on what happened and what didn't.” She explained. “It's just before…I was mad…and….everything happened so fast…..that I… never got a chance to think-“
 
“I see.” He stated as he abruptly rolled backward before removing himself from her body; settling into a sitting position beside her before staring into the ground contemplatively.
 
“Look it's not that I don't want to.” She attempted to reason as she rolled upwards to kneel beside him. “It's just….It's weird and…” She didn't want him thinking she was rejecting him…She wanted him….desperately; she admitted to herself, the timing was just off.
 
Silence lingered between them as Keiko's words faded into silence. She assumed, from the taiyoukai's down-turned face that was more then a little upset with her, and quite frankly, she couldn't blame him. Even she realized just how mixed her signals were.
 
“Run.” Sesshoumaru ordered seemingly out of nowhere.
 
“Huh?” Keiko answered in confusion as she blinked at him in astonishment. `Did he just tell me… to run?'
 
“I will not initiate the chase until you are a fair distance away.” He explained reassuringly.
 
“What?” Keiko's eyebrow twitched. `The chase?' Her inner voice squeaked, `Why in the name of kami would he chase me through the forest when the well is right here? Where the hell am I supposed to run…? He'd just catch me and then……Ohhhhhhhhh.'
 
“You are wasting time.” Sesshoumaru stated FAR too casually.
 
“Chase? What the fuck are you talking about?” Keiko bit out in a frazzled tone; her reluctant mind refusing to believe its own hypothesis. `He can't seriously expect…'
 
Sesshoumaru snorted at her wording. “Run.” He ordered again, “Or stay,” he elaborated, “The outcome will be the same.” He promised darkly as he tilted his head forward to give her a suggestive look.
 
“You can't expect me to…” She argued while motioning toward the forest.
 
“You are wasting time.” He attempted to point out again.
 
“You aren't even counting.” Keiko whined childishly as she struggled with her inner and outer demons. She couldn't just rush into the forest so some ….crazy dog demon could chase after her and …ravage her. It was …it was………….
 
`Kind of hot actually.' Keiko's inner mind quipped.
 
Sesshoumaru shot the woman an incredulous look as he pondered the importance of her request. Surely she understood that the chase was merely a ruse to make coupling more enjoyable for her. She had made it quite clear she was uncomfortable with such traditional mating practices, and quite frankly, he tended to agree.
 
What possible purpose could counting serve?
 
The demon lord offered up a little mental shrug to no one in particular as he decided it would simply be easier to comply.
 
“Ichi, Ni, San…” Sesshoumaru listed off unenthusiastically.
 
“Fuck!” Keiko suddenly exclaimed as her eyes widened in the demon lord's direction. He was serious about this. “I ….I thought you were kid…FUCK!” She exclaimed again before disappearing into the brush.
 
Sesshoumaru released a somewhat surprised but pleased snort as he rose to his feet, continuing to count in a slightly louder tone, until he was certain his soon-to-be mate was out of earshot.
 
“Shi…” His thick masculine voice drawled as his golden eyes scanned the trees in front of him.
 
“Go.” He finished as he decided Keiko had more then likely ran far enough away that her human ears could no longer hear him.
 
Sesshoumaru remained motionless, his golden glass-like eyes staring off into the direction Keiko had disappeared, as he silently calculated just how much ground the young woman could cover on foot.
 
With a light sniff of the air and an awkward adjustment of his hamaka Sesshoumaru decided enough time had elapsed as he languidly strolled into the forest to claim his prize. He purposefully kept his pace slow as he followed the fleeing woman's scent, allowing his beast to silently revel in the predatory action, until Keiko's natural fragrance shifted ever-so-slightly; communicating the chase was having an effect on her as well.
 
Sesshoumaru released a low, seductive growl, unconsciously increased his pace while tracking the spike in Keiko's aroused scent, as his beast screamed in triumph over zeroing in on its prey. A slightly less composed dog youkai inhaled deeply as he paused to verify the change in the woman's direction.
 
Feeling slightly impressed and annoyed at the same time, Sesshoumaru quickly rounded on his position, gaining ground easily as a louder growl rumbled free of his clenched fangs. It was good, he supposed, that Keiko apparently knew better then to run in a straight line when being tracked. Smarter still, all though he doubted she realized it, was the fact that her now intermingling paths would make it difficult for a youkai lesser then himself to be certain which way she fled.
 
All in all Sesshoumaru approved of her apparent strategy, assuming she wasn't simply lost and running around in circles, but disapproved of her enthusiasm.
 
Surely she understood the ultimate goal of the game they were now playing was to be caught?
 
A sadistic grin twisted against Sesshoumaru's normally placid features as he caught a glimpse of white and yellow darting between the trees just ahead. He inhaled deeply, silently stalking the woman before him, as he studiously noted their location. They would be emerging upon a hot spring clearing, the demon lord realized, taking off into the trees to set his trap, as he silently question the odd feeling of almost childish glee the moment evoked.
 
Keiko's heart beat loudly in her chest as she tossed another look over her shoulder. For some reason, even though she didn't see him, she felt like Sesshoumaru was right behind her. It wouldn't take him long to catch her once he decided to set off, she realized, which ironically meant it really didn't matter where she ran. The irony of her situation was due to the fact that, shortly after entering the thickest part of the forest, she became COMPLETELY lost.
 
“AH!” Keiko screamed as a sudden gust of wind almost tossed her to the ground, causing her to rub the side of her bare arms, in an attempt to warm them against the chill.
 
Keiko's startled mind slowly communicated the overlooked oddness of her current situation as the gentle breeze of the forest softly caressed the bare skin of her inner thighs. `Bare?' She pondered dimly. `But I'm wearing a…' Her eyes grew wide and her inner monologue fell quiet as she looked down; quickly becoming aware of her state of undress.
 
The `wind' had apparently… stolen her kimono.
 
“Ah!” Keiko squeaked again as she covered herself with her hands and looked around nervously. She was fairly certain something as innocuous as the wind couldn't have blown her clothes off without her knowing…at least….not unless she was in the middle of a typhoon or something.
 
This bit of logic left only one conclusion to her current state of undress.
 
Her hunter had apparently found her and was evidently ….in a playful mood.
 
“Oh for the love of Kami.” Keiko grumbled as she nervously scanned the tree line around her, only to find it absent of smirking dog demons.
 
Was she supposed to run through the forest naked now?
 
“Oh….he is so getting it,” Keiko fumed, “And not the good it either…..the bad….non-sexual it.” She stipulated angrily before marching on through the forest while attempting to cover herself up with her hands.
 
Keiko had barely emerged through a clearing that seemed to contain a small bubbling hot spring when the wind was, quite suddenly, knocked out of her.
 
“Ah!” Keiko exclaimed for the third time in the last five minutes, falling unceremoniously to the ground, while cushioning her decent with her hands. She barely had time to fret about the indecency of her position; naked and up on all fours upon the forest floor, before a strong clawed palm clasped possessively against her hip.
 
“Hey!” Keiko protested, her mind still reeling from the sudden change in her position. Just how, exactly, had she gone from running through the forest fully-clothed to naked and….. presenting in what seemed like an instant? Sure she had been the one to suggest thinking had a way of `killing the mood,' but that didn't mean he couldn't give her a chance to breath!
 
“What do you think you'r-?” Keiko began; her brain still apparently catching up with what was going on.
 
“The chase is over.” Sesshoumaru growled darkly; his voice heavy with animalistic lust as he hastily undid the ties to hamaka. He simply would not be denied at this point. She had all ready stated she wanted him. The fact that she willing gave her virginity to him was only further evidence of this. There was simply no reason to delay things any longer.
 
The trembling female in Sesshoumaru's grip arched forward and he pulled her back; the sharp points of his claws pricking the smooth skin of her hip.
 
“You will not deny this Sesshoumaru.” The demon lord stated bluntly as a final tug on his obi caused his hamaka to pool at his knees.
 
“I'm not denying you…” Keiko offered as she arched forward again, wincing as a set of sharp claws latched onto the all ready tender skin of her hip. “I just think we should…” She gasped, completely forgetting her explanation, as the demon lord pulled her back again; this time against his manhood.
 
“Ohhhhh.” Keiko groaned as she fought the urge to drop her upper half against the ground. The tip of his shaft was barely pushing against her entrance and, all ready, her body felt like quivering. Why was she fighting this again? Something about being nervous? That couldn't be right…could it?
 
“Do not tense.” The demon lord warned in a low sensual voice that was both commanding and seductive. “Your body is still unaccustomed to be taken.” He explained in a quiet tone.
 
Sesshoumaru bit back the urge to moan as he slowly advance inch by inch. A week's worth of waiting made it more difficult to repress the urge to simply thrust forward, but it also made the moment that much sweeter. The subtle caresses he had practically bombarded the young woman with had also taken their toll, he realized with pride, leaving her responsive and ready for him. Her body's eagerness to accept him would inevitably ensure a quick marking, he mused, and once that had completed their bond, he could pleasure her over and over again, at any and every pace, or angle, he or even she could imagine.
 
A deviant smirk curled against Sesshoumaru's lip as he continued to thrust forward. One thing was for certain, she would not be walking out of the clearing under her own power. He would make sure of that.
 
“Oh….Kami.” Keiko groaned as the dominant male behind her took her with a delicious slowness that she was certain qualified as torture. Every time he inched forward her body felt a little fuller, and every time she adjusted to the feel he inched forward again. He was so big, not in just in length but in girth, and she was beginning to grow concerned that his massive length would somehow skewer her down the center as the demon lord continued to push forward with no end in sight.
 
Keiko grew restless as she felt compelled to say something, all though, she wasn't exactly sure what. `It's too big!' perhaps, all though she was certain the dog behind her would only disagree.
 
Keiko had all ready opened her mouth to say something when a low grunt, followed by a final thrust and the demon lord's chest pressing against her back, caused her to rethink her statement.
 
“A-are you in?” Keiko questioned, mentally smacking herself before deciding she probably should have given her inquiry a little more thought then she had.
 
“I mean….obviously you are….urgh…I'm sorry that was stupid, “she babbled, “I was just worried it wouldn't all…..uh..t-that is,” she stuttered, “you're very…”
 
Keiko's mouth snapped shut as she felt the demon lord above her smirk softly against the skin of her shoulder.
 
“Are you in pain?” Sesshoumaru questioned simply.
 
“N-n-no.” Keiko stuttered incoherently as the timber of his voice, coupled with the reverberations against her back, caused her toes to curl. She flexed the muscles of her abdomen experimentally as she attempted to ascertain her response, but froze when the taiyoukai above her growled sharply.
 
Keiko's mouth went dry as she apprehensively held her position; realizing for the first time just how dangerous it truly was to be naked, in the middle of the forest, and coupling with a demon.
 
“Oh ……sweet Kami.” Keiko groaned suddenly as the demon lord above her rolled his hips once, apparently testing their connection, before releasing a similar growl of satisfaction.
 
`Okay…so maybe all growls aren't bad growls.' Keiko noted blissfully.
 
Sesshoumaru nose nudged its way to the crook of Keiko's neck as he inhaled deeply. Knowing her scent as well as he did, he was fairly certain he would be able to discern even the slightest hint of deception on her part if she was, for some reason, hiding her pain from him. When his senses only communicated the young woman's blissful reaction to their position, he knew it was safe to continue.
 
Lightly pressing his fangs against the soft skin of Keiko's neck, not enough to break the skin but enough to hold her in place, Sesshoumaru pulled back slowly again; severing their connection almost completely, as he left only the tip of his manhood inside her trembling body, before burying himself to the hilt again.
 
Keiko moaned loudly as, in one sensuous motion, the demon lord above her pulled back before dominantly reclaiming her body. The motion was so fast and aggressive it probably would have knocked her over, if not for the fangs that firmly held her neck.
 
“Se-Sesshoumaru.” Keiko stuttered dimly as she desperately wanted to communicate the feelings he evoked within her, but sadly could not find the words to adequately express the way she felt. Or more accurately; the way he made her feel.
 
“Oh………kami.” Keiko groaned again, her head slumping forward as the demon lord above her thrust into her body once more.
 
A louder almost vicious snarl escaped Sesshoumaru throat as his fangs lightly pricked the delicate skin of Keiko's throat; the tangy-sweet taste of her blood invading his mouth and overwhelming his senses. Instinctually, as if reading the whimpering female's thoughts, the demon lord increased his pace; plundering her twitching body as her muscles flexed and clenched around him.
 
“Sesshoumaru.” Keiko whimpered loudly as her arms threatened to give out. She was very close to her climax, she could feel it, and if the tingling sensation in her stomach was any indication, it might just be the most intense orgasm she ever experienced.
 
As if Sesshoumaru could somehow translate the young woman's whimpers, he hastened his pace again.
 
The world around Sesshoumaru and Keiko seemed to fade away as the only thing that mattered to either one of them was feeding the fire that was quickly growing between them. Like perverted pyromaniacs they met each others thrusts, losing themselves in the hot friction of their bodies, mindlessly feeding the flames that threatened to consume them, as they sought to challenge the other's endurance.
 
Keiko suddenly cried out, the fire they had been building suddenly ignited the knot in her abdomen, as she struggled helplessly against it.
 
“Oh….my…..Kami.” She moaned, screwing her eyelids shut, and opening her mouth in a silent scream as she gave into the delightful sensation.
 
Sesshoumaru released a muffled groan against the young woman's neck as his thrusting cock was suddenly hindered by slick, muscled walls closing in around it. It was an amazing feeling, to feel the woman he would inevitably spend the rest of his life with orgasm around him, as he continued to thrust into her quivering body. It almost made him want to pull out to calm his blood, just so he could experience the sensation again, before reaching his climax.
 
But there would be plenty of time for that, Sesshoumaru realized, and it had been his hesitation before that had almost lost her to him.
 
Most importantly, Sesshoumaru noted, he needed to mark her before some other youkai caught her scent on the wind and foolishly decided to try and take her from him again.
 
That was definitely not something he could tolerate again.
 
“Mine.” Sesshoumaru snarled darkly, his eyes fading into a deep red, as he suddenly bared his fangs before sinking them into the place where her shoulder met her neck.
 
`Mine!' Sesshoumaru's beast agreed internally as he thrust roughly into his mate's tight body once more before giving into the blissful oblivion of his climax.
 
“Ow!” Keiko understated. “Ow!” She insisted again as she attempted to pull her neck away. “That… hurts.” She whimpered in confusion as she attempted to pry the demon lord off her neck. She'd read things about couples who had rough sex before, but the way he was biting her neck…..he had to be drawing blood, and the pain was quickly overshadowing the pleasure created by their joined bodies.
 
Sesshoumaru thrust once more against the young woman's backside, completely emptying himself inside her tight heat, before reluctantly retracting his fangs from her skin to lightly run his tongue over the abused flesh.
 
Keiko's hand immediately reached up to examine the wound, her eyes growing slightly large as she pulled her fingers back to find them slightly pink with her blood. “You did draw blood…” She whispered in astonishment before narrowing her eyes at the demon lord who languidly licked at her shoulder.
 
“Did you have to be so rough?” She spat hotly in an indignant tone. “That hurt!” She reiterated.
 
“It was necessary.” The taiyoukai explained mysteriously as his golden, glass-like eyes once again reflected nothing.
 
If possible, Keiko's eyes narrowed even more. “Necessary?” She huffed as the demon lord's now flaccid length slipped easily from her body. “I'll show you necessary.” She scolded in an affronted tone, unable to hide the smile on her lips as the pain quickly faded leaving her …frisky… again.
 
`So he likes to bite does he?' Keiko's inner mind mused as she stared at the beautiful man above her, `I'll show him a bite.' She commented to herself as she eyed the demon lord speculatively. Just because he was being taught a lesson, she mused, didn't mean they couldn't enjoy themselves in the process.
 
Sesshoumaru's shimmering eyes remained emotionless as he stared at the woman beneath him with a mixture of fascination and curiosity. She was hatching something, of that he was certain, but what?
 
As Keiko pulled the demon lord down to press her lips against his, he released a barely audible sigh.
 
Whatever trap she was setting, Sesshoumaru realized, he was more then willing to fall into it…… face first.