InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Good Enough to Eat... ❯ Miko Flavored ( Chapter 8 )

This chapter is dedicated to `Ally'. Hope this cheers you up, hon!

 

And of course, love to all of my wonderful readers and the many who have taken the time to leave me some feedback. And an extra `thank you' to any who have notified me of spelling/grammatical errors. I'm trying here, but if I miss something feel free to point it out.

 

Also, to those of you getting the wrong idea, Sesshomaru is NOT going to rape Kagome. Have a little faith in me.

 

This one's the final installment, my lovelies! Soak it up!

 

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Miko Flavored

 

By this point Kagome had officially lost it. She was off her rocker, in line for a straight jacket, bat-shit crazy. There was no possible way that this was actually occurring.

 

`Oh, but it is,' the little voice in her head reminded her; the cool air that was wafting against intimate, now very exposed parts of her was more than enough proof of that. Like a startled fawn she'd frozen in place, despite the fact that a predator was staring her in the face.

 

Her brain, torn two ways, was currently having an argument with itself.

 

`Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! What the hell do we do?!'

 

`We could just let this happen… you know you're attracted to him.'

 

`Absolutely not! He's Inuyasha's older brother and we can't-'

 

`Can't what? Betray him? It isn't like you're together. We all know the two of you are nothing more than friends.'

 

`That doesn't matter! He and Sesshomaru are enemies! I can't fool around with the enemy!'

 

`You're overreacting; it isn't like this is Naraku or anything. You're in a truce with the guy, after all.'

 

`It's a temporary truce, might I remind you, and even if things were different between the brothers, we don't know this guy! We can't just mess around with a stranger!'

 

`He isn't a stranger! We've known him for years, and just because we're not all buddy-buddy with him doesn't mean this is wrong. Kagome's a big girl now and she has womanly needs that have to be satisfied. If the big, sexy beast wants to help her out then I say let them have their fun!'

 

`Listen to you, you little tramp!'

 

`I'm not a tramp, you're just a prude.'

 

`I am not!'

 

`Are too.'

 

`No, I'm not! I acknowledge the fact that Sesshomaru is ridiculously appealing, and that letting him have his way with us would likely result in incredible, unspeakable gratification, but I-'

 

`Ah-hah! I knew you wanted it!'

 

`Wha-jus-no-I... arg! That's not fair! I only mea-'

 

Her thought process came to a skittering halt when one of Sesshomaru's long - apparently very talented - digits slid along the seam of her sex, shutting her up faster than one of Kouga's signature, whirlwind entrances.

 

The naughty dog then proceeded to remove his hand from between her thighs and rub the pads of his fingertips together, feeling the proof of her arousal. He seemed to contemplate it for a moment, and then he lifted his hand to his nose and took a long, appreciative inhale. She watched with wide, shocked eyes as his long - though strangely erotic - tongue slid past his sinful lips and licked his fingers clean.

 

All brain activity had basically come to a standstill, and the only thing going through her mind at that moment couldn't be considered an intelligible reaction.

 

`Uhhhhhhhhhh…'

 

Apparently pleased with what he'd found, and considering the miko was no longer putting up any kind of fight, Sesshomaru reached around back of her and grabbed hold of her bottom with both hands. With little effort, he lifted her from the ground and up against the tree. When she was high enough, he hooked her legs over his shoulders and pushed her frilly, cotton skirt up past her hips.

 

Kagome shrieked and grasped along the trunk of the tree, frantic fingers trying to find purchase in the rough bark. While her back was supported, being in such an awkward position at this height made her feel unbalanced and wobbly. What was worse, she now had to deal with the mortification of having Inuyasha's brother's head between her thighs.

 

Oddly enough, though, the voice in her head that had been against this was now silent.

 

She almost wanted to cry she was so ashamed, but there was no denying it. She wanted him… badly. The past couple of weeks she hadn't been able to stop thinking about their encounters, despite her best intentions and the constant denial. He was just too bloody sexy for her to ignore, and right now the notion of `betraying' her friends was the farthest thing from her mind.

 

Apparently Sesshomaru had other things on his mind as well, because he pressed his face into her most intimate place and took a long whiff.

 

Now, while she had come to terms with the fact that she had the hots for this guy, that didn't change the fact that this was an entirely new experience for her. Having a man - er, demon - enthusiastically sniffing her genitalia was not something she'd ever imagined happening to herself, so it was safe to say she was aghast.

 

“Hey! Quit that! It's embarrassing!” she squeaked, fingers clenching tightly into the little grooves of bark they'd found purchase in.

 

He didn't stop, though he did spare her a quick glance and a noncommittal `hn'.

 

She let go of one handhold for a quick second to give him a light smack on the head.

“Listen to me!”

 

He growled and gave her a reprimanding bite on the thigh. “Be silent, you silly little fool. There is no reason for your embarrassment. Again you complicate things with your unnecessary human emotions.”

 

“I can't help what I am,” she hissed back. “This whole sniffing things isn't exactly normal to me, you know!”

 

“This one is aware that scents have little significance to your kind, miko, but you can still feel, can you not?” the daiyoukai clipped, obviously frustrated by her interruptions.

 

She blushed hotly. “Of course I can feel!”

 

His golden eyes burned a brighter shade, turning from their usual calm tone to a vibrant lemon yellow. “Good. Now, stop talking, stop thinking… and concentrate only on what you feel.”

 

His tongue rolled deliciously against her heat, igniting sparks behind her eyes and ripping a strangled moan from her throat. Back arched and head thrown back, Kagome felt her world exploding into a billion, tiny pieces.

 

Sesshomaru paused momentarily, and she almost whimpered. A second later she felt his youki expand and solidify around them, the pressure of which was mildly uncomfortable. Apparently the daiyoukai was determined to have his way, and whether it was because of the noise she was making or because he understood that her friends would come to look for her soon, he'd erected a barrier to keep unwanted intruders away.

 

Then, once that task was complete, he resumed his thorough ministrations to her center.

 

At the moment she was chanting the `ohmygod' mantra again, but this time for an entirely different reason. Anyone with eyes and a brain knew that Sesshomaru was a perfectionist and a stickler when it came to the details, so it came as no surprise to the miko that he was immensely good at this as well. There was no frenzied lapping or sucking… no, every tiny motion had a purpose. Each little flick of his tongue caused a reaction in her, every caress of his lips sent shivers along her spine.

 

The young, blue-eyed miko was stuck between laughing at herself for her previous attempts to deny her desire for him... and crying from the sheer force of her pleasure. Never had anything felt so unbelievably amazing. Before, as she'd watched him in battle during the few, rare times their groups had fought together, she'd thought his prowess in battle was unsurpassable. Now she was beginning to see that there were other fields of conquest he was equally adroit in.

 

She couldn't help but buck a little when his long, sinuous tongue slipped through the bare, slick lips of her sex and burrowed deeply inside of her. The smooth strokes of that dexterous muscle made her legs tense, heels pressing into the hardness of his armor.

 

It was building, deep in her belly, a slowly coiling spiral of burning heat that seemed to fill up every single inch of her. It was growing hotter, the sensation impossible to ignore or fight as it steadily built into what was sure to be a brilliant crescendo of euphoria. Kagome was helpless to stop it… not that she wanted to. This felt entirely too good to be wrong.

 

Sesshomaru curled his tongue expertly as he withdrew it from her dripping core, lip pulling back as he shifted to press a fang enticingly against her throbbing clit.

 

The feeling of that smooth, sharp canine against her most receptive flesh made her shudder. To have something so lethal touching such a delicate part of her anatomy sent a mixture of fear and desire racing through her. The idea of what he could do with such a weapon terrified her… but the fact that he was using it to bring her pleasure made it sinfully erotic.

 

He was ever mindful of the pointed edge, giving only the barest touch to her aching bundle of nerves as he pressed into her. Once the fang had completed its slow, enticing sweep across her clit, he closed his mouth over her swollen pearl… and sucked.

 

Kagome hoped that he wasn't offended or appalled by her pawing, because the second she'd felt that exquisite tug her hands had released their grip on the bark and attached to his head. She was having trouble breathing as those miraculously sculpted lips continued their torturous ministrations on her sensitive flesh, sucking slowly but firmly. His expert tongue drew languidly across her clit, back and forth until she was gasping for breath and trembling with need. She couldn't stand this for much longer. So, for the sake of her sanity - what little there was left - she swallowed her pride and did the one thing she would have never thought she would lower herself to do before this demon.

 

She begged.

 

“Please, Sesshomaru … please!”

 

The daiyoukai, while he usually did things at his own pace and answered to no one, was quite aware that by this point the little miko was practically vibrating with the need for release. He had wanted to enjoy his treat a while longer, but he also planned on indulging again, and it wouldn't do to have the female upset with him for ignoring her request.

 

His hands, which had previously been enjoying the soft ripeness of the miko's ass, shifted, one moving to her hip while the other curled up and over her leg to join his mouth in play. With one last, hard suck of her clit, Sesshomaru removed his lips from the engorged bud and went about becoming reacquainted with her insides. His thumb took up his tongue's previous position and circled the receptive bit of flesh, being careful to keep the deadly edge of his claw from causing her harm.

 

The priestess was writhing, her firm thighs clenching against the daiyoukai's shoulders, slender fingers tugging at his hair. She rocked her hips against the precise movements of his tongue and fingers, lips parted in blissful song. What had once been a slow, steady ascent had become quick and intense, shoving her violently toward the edge.

 

Biting her lip was about the only thing that kept her from screaming like a banshee, the big demon pleasuring her so thoroughly that she could do naught but hold onto him as he pushed her ever closer to the pinnacle.

 

With one, particularly deep thrust of his tongue, the young woman was lost.

 

Kagome shrieked as she felt her insides clench and shudder, pleasure overwhelming her and pulling her forcefully down into its depths. The fingers she had twisted in his long mane jerked and pulled, but she was so far gone that she couldn't bring herself to care at the thought that she may have just ripped a big chunk out of his perfect, silver hair. She bucked shamelessly into his face, moaning in rapture as his delightful mouth continued to wreak havoc on her still trembling body.

 

The beautiful male made a satisfied noise at the back of his throat, withdrawing his tongue from her sheath to lazily lick away the fruits of his labor. The pair remained like this for some time, the daiyoukai making certain to clean every drop of her arousal from her skin before pulling her thighs back off of his shoulders and setting her on her feet.

 

Panting heavily and completely frazzled, Kagome swayed unsteadily as she was placed back on the ground, her knees shaking pitifully. She glanced up at the golden-eyed demon, noticing that - despite her rough handling of his hair - he looked completely perfect.

 

She paused in her musings when she noticed a tiny smile curving the daiyoukai's mouth. “What're you grinning about?” she asked in a breathy tone.

 

The smile vanished, and he lowered his head marginally to look into her cloudy blue eyes. “This one believes that, of all your many intriguing scents and flavors, this has been his favorite.”

 

The miko blushed, an image of herself with her legs wrapped lewdly around Sesshomaru's shoulders flashing through her mind. It certainly would have been a… shocking sight to see, had anyone been passing by. She was thankful for his barrier.

 

His eyes shifted to the side, and he righted himself with a flourish of silk and silver hair. “Your friends are calling for you,” he said.

 

Without another word, he turned and walked silently away. Kagome felt the weight of his barrier drop, but made no move to head back to camp. Instead, she watched his broad back as it disappeared into the trees.

 

`I suppose I'd better get back.'

 

Then, like a slap to the face, she was hit with the brunt of what she had just done. Eyes wide, the young miko whimpered pathetically as she finally woke up from her orgasm induced haze. How in the hell was she going to explain this to Inuyasha and the others? It wasn't like she could just stroll into camp and calmly explain that she'd just had mind blowing oral sex with Sesshomaru. Her hanyou friend would have a stroke, or throw up… or something equally unpleasant, she was sure. He was going to kill her.

 

But, what was done was done, so there was no use crying over spilled milk. In the end - despite the daiyoukai's persistence - it had been her decision to go with it… therefore, she had to take responsibility for her actions.

 

Spying her ruined panties on the ground, the young woman bent and snatched them up, moving to her bag of bathing things and tossing them inside. She began a resolute march back to camp, trying to figure out what the best way to approach the subject was.

 

It was odd, walking back without any underwear… like a constant, taunting reminder of the naughty things she'd just done. She certainly hoped the wind didn't pick up before she made it back. That was all she needed.

 

`Damn it, Sesshomaru! Why couldn't you have just taken them off the normal way?!' she seethed.

 

She was a trifle miffed that he had not listened to her. He was such an arrogant, assuming jerk; a spoiled youkai brat used to getting exactly what he wanted. Yet… she couldn't say she regretted what had just happened. It had been… well, amazing. That was really the only way to describe it.

 

Even though she knew her actions had just made things a lot more complicated, a part of her couldn't help but wonder when he planned on coming back for another sample.

 

……………

 

Ohhh, shameless smut, how I love thee.

 

That's all she wrote for this one, kiddies! Sorry to those of you who were expecting a full blown lemon. You'll have to settle for oral this time.

 

There will be a sequel, as I stated before, titled `A Taste of Perfection'. It will not be out for a little while, though. Not sure whether I wanna go with another collection of oneshots, or a more in depth chapter story. I guess it'll depend how the story comes to my mind.

 

Love to all for the support!