InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I know you lover her ❯ Pleasure ( Chapter 2 )

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

By: Seleni

Vocabulary

Ningen - Human

Yamato Youji - Famous Japanese fashion designer

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha

WARNING

Adult Content

18+

Rated MAfor:(N) Nudity, (ESS) Explicit Sexual Scenes, (FL) Foul Language & (B) Bondage

Chapter 2: Pleasure

In their way to the room they had come up with several difficulties, the most important was that they wouldn't let go of each other. Maaya had her legs around his hips as he carried her to their room. One of his hands was under her bra playing with an exited nipple while their mouths fused together in another heart stopping kiss that lashed at his control with a tempting sweetness. The fighting for dominance was still raging with no apparent winner. Maaya received as much as she got. She didn't let Sesshoumaru do all the work and felt his chest as their tongues wrapped one around the other in an appetizing dance. Sesshoumaru had to admit that she was something new and certainly thrilling. But his thought short circuited as her luscious tongue left his mouth to trail down his tense thick neck. He felt as his wilder side wanted to take over and control the bitch who wanted to have the reigns of the situation. He wasn't letting his control slip on either one. Maaya was one of the very few females who hadn't submitted to him yet. But it wouldn't take long, he had his ways â”€especially when he though he had a say of how much clothes was allowed on their person.

The first thing to go had been her white tank top that now found itself shredded two doors away. The piece of clothing had been a hindrance in his advance, and therefore, was disposed of. Her startled cry came back to him making a smirk form in his handsome face as the memories came back to him.

“That was my favorite” she whined. He remedied that with a passionate kiss and letting her keep her bra for a while longer. However, she got a glint in her eyes that told him she was going to get revenge for her lost garment. He didn't like vindictive females and had almost lost it when she held his Yamato Youji aspesi collared shirt and pulled each side apart making the buttons fly in every possible direction. And then she kissed him, just as he had done, and was now making her way down his chest to play with his nipples. Funny thing was that he was enjoying the control he gave her. It wasn't much really but enough to allow her to bite him softly and swirl her tongue on his skin. He needed to get into the stupid room fast. Now he understood that he didn't need his shirt on. Actually, it helped tremendously to have it hanging open but he wasn't used to not having control over how things went when he was having sex and he needed to neutralize the vixen that tasted his body as a hungry pup.

"Maaya," he said while her hands navigated his muscles as her lips came back to his to share another kiss "the room" he added with a husky voice once his mouth was partially free. Ignoring his request, she grid her pelvis against his, causing a delicious friction between their bodies that left him breathless and more exited. "This'll only take a minute" he managed to said but decided against putting her down and leaving her waiting. Instead, he held her to him with in arm and with the other he got the card and swapped it. One of Maaya's hand snaked out to pull the doorknob down and with one powerful kick he opened the door.

Once inside, he placed her on the floor as the door clicked behind him. Turning her around, he watched the reaction to the room he had chosen. How she looked at the king size bed in the middle of the crystal room covered with velvet red sheets; and the way she responded to her reflection looking back from every possible direction except behind the bed where the windows were. And, at last, the look in her face when she saw his belt in his hands. Her attention was focused completely on it and a questioning look crossed her face. 'What is he planning to do with that?' he was sure her innocent head thought. He smiled and it sent cold shivers down her back, but she didn't step back or tried to run away. Well, too bad for her.

He didn't left her to ponder about the uses of his belt for too long, and caught her hands in it, securing the hold so she couldn't untied it. Her eyes were wide open, not sure of what was going on as he capture her lips in his and walked forward until the back of her knees hit the bed. He pushed her back and pulled her body so it ended in the middle of the giant red mattress losing her flip-flops in the process. Holding her hands against the headboard, he ripped the bothersome bra open showing a pair of small, round breast that bounced from the impact. He liked them. They were milky white with pink little nipples that were hard. He took one of the nubs in his mouth and rolled it with tongue making her gasp and moan as pleasure shot through her body. This was just the beginning and he would make sure she wouldn't be able to stand the next morning. He would show her the meaning of passion, and more importantly, the pain of letting him fuck her when she didn't know what a man felt like. Still, it was disappointing that he wouldn't be there to see it. He tried to eliminate any thought concerning the following day. What he needed to pay attention to was right under him, scared and delicious.

He grinned.

As she moaned she tried to get her brain to function properly because she didn't understand what he was doing. Maybe he didn't like the help with his expensive shirt and was time for his payback; although if that was the case there was no need to tie her up. She really wanted to give him a piece of her mind but all that she managed to do was moan a little louder as his hand went to play with her other breast. It fell too good and all that she managed to do was try to pull her hands away from his hold which didn't even budge.

"Trying to escape, hina?" he said; delight playing in his husky voice. "You should know better. I won't let you go, not until I'm satisfied with your beautiful body."

It had the effect intended, her cheeks were of a rose color again and she tried to say something but just stuttered. He was glad, for he didn't mean to wait another minute to make her feel in heaven. He didn't budge as he went down to capture once again one of her nipples. His tongue learning how to give the pleasure she sought, and her mind too occupied with not thinking to do anything else. She felt like she was floating. Oh Kami, what he could do with his tongue! She felt how he secured her hands to the headboard and continued his fight with her delicious breast. He was biting down, not hard enough to hurt her but just sufficient to excite her and force out of her those magnificent sounds he liked.

While his mouth was busy, he used his free hand to hold the other breast, to which he eventually went to suck and attend as he had done the other. And as before, he twisted her nipple and massaged it, making the sting as sweet as the pleasure she was receiving. She had been groaning while he displayed his skill, and had little time to react when he ripped away her black miniskirt. He lost no time making the little piece of cloth that covered her ass disappear. And, as fast as he had done before, he placed his mouth in her core and moved his tongue from her middle to her clit, sending waves of heat though her body. A moan escaped her mouth as he continued with the torture of biting her nether lips. The reactions he was making her experience were so intense that she found herself panting, ready for her release. But he wasn't going to let that happen, he stopped supplementing her with pleasure to bit into her tights. Little rivers of blood came out of the puncture marks his fangs left and he was sucking at them. The pain she felt as he kept on biting her sensitive skin was unpleasant and even if she tried her hardest to get away from him, he help her in place, plus the belt wasn't letting her get too far away.

Her blood was like an electric discharge in his body, making him hum with power and want spurring him to return to the sweetness hidden between her legs. Concentrating his tongue in her clit again, be began to move it. Slow at first, but increasing the speed to a pace that made it invisible to the human eye. He felt her tense against him, almost ready to come, when he stopped again and waited for her to calm down. This time he placed soft kissed along her thighs, where he had bitten before, making almost impossible to come down from her high. She wasn't taking this very well, just as he had hoped.

When he knew she had somewhat calmed down, he put his effort in her glorious center from where her juice was coming in generous quantities. He moved his tongue around her cavern and stopped to carefully place a finger inside her. He felt her shudder against his hand as he moved his finger in a circular motion, being careful his claws wouldn't hurt her. He combined another finger with his tongue to send her flying and increased the pace. He could sense she was coming toward her end, and this time, he would not stop her.

He felt her convulse against him as her climax took over letting all the accumulated tension go free. As her senses were trying to calm down, she felt her body trembling lightly from the incredible work out she had experience for the first time. And the need of something larger that would fill every part of her became eminent. But, that was easy to take care of, since he had a painful erection that was also looking for a release.

He made his pants and what was left of his shirt disappeared, and placed himself over the breathless girl. Her semi-closed eyes that were admiring his perfect figure stopped to look at his magnificent erection. Her eyes widen at the size of his shaft, but there was so much he could do. Demons weren't famous for being small and Inu yokai more than any had been very well endowed in that part of their anatomy. He guessed that for a virgin it was too much. They always asked themselves how something so big would fit inside little them, but it always did; just leave it to nature to find a way to do things.

"Relax" he whispered in her ear making her melt a little, but the size was quite impressive and it was hard to loosen after seeing it firsthand.

He had to get her attention away from the memory so he began to kiss her breasts slowly, moving towards her neck and eventually her mouth. Using the distraction to his advantage he accommodated himself in front of her miniature entrance and pushed forward.

The pain she felt when he was entering her was a little dull at first, but eventually became unbearable. The sting made a pair of mischievous tears run down her face, while she prayed to the others that were coming after to stay where they were. She had to double her efforts to avoid crying out from it. It might hurt like hell, but she didn't like the idea of looking weak in front of this yokai. She felt how his member made its way toward her center in a slow, agonizing motion.

He was doing it really slow so she could feel his thickness and length to its fullest, and it would be fun watching her trying not to cry. However, this torture he was providing her was turning out to be a torment for his own self. She was so tight that he could hardly think straight as her walls pressed against him. It was running dangerously between going insane or spilling his seed right then and there. Yet, he made himself hold on to whatever sanity was left until he finished deflowering this jewel he had in front of him.

By the time he was sheathed in her, he was breathless and sweating with his eyes blinking from red to yellow like a freaking traffic light. His instincts were trying to override his own personal mission of no strings attached and this is simply sex but breathing deeply, he controlled the beast he was within. With that accomplished, he paid attention to the distress damsel. He could feel her pain emanating from her like knives and he could smell the unshed tears. Up until now, he didn't feel any guilt in what he had done, in the contrary, he felt proud he had been her first. Readying himself to save her as the perfect knight in shining armor, he pulled himself out of her in a fast movement, leaving her gasping at the sudden motion. Just as fast, he entered her again and stayed there until she had accommodated to his extent and depth. He felt how she tried to move under him and decided to be good and do as she wanted, that and she was so tight that it was making his instincts come out and control him. He captured her lips in a kiss and made his way to her jaw line as he began to move inside her. His yoki was flaring in response to the restriction he was placing to his nature so he was being faster and rougher than he thought it would be able to. Her moans and pleads to continue to hammer himself into her weren't helping much either.

"You like it, bitch?" he asked with a hoarse voice "You like my dick inside your pussy?"

"Yes" she hissed as he went faster hitting a perfect spot each time he went in.

It didn't take long for him to be shuddering and begging for his release; however, he wouldn't allow his body that joy while she had not done so herself. In a ferocious attempt to bring her to the edge, he erected the upper half of his body, using his hands to pull her hips to him with more strength allowing him to go deeper into her. He held her in place while he drove himself into her, making her moan louder and become closer to the point of no return. However, he couldn't hold it any longer, and in a last attempt he hurled himself into her letting his seed fill her until it was spilling through the sides.

His crazed trusts into her had taken her higher than before, and all she could do was beg him to continue no matter what. Her walls were tensing as he went faster until he stilled and something balmy filled her. The unfamiliar warmth and his shaft inside her, touching her farthest wall, sent her into another blinding orgasm that left her exhausted.

He left himself fall over her being careful not to crush her with his weight. Their breath coming out fast and their heartbeats slowing down after the best explosion he had had in a long time. She needed to rest a little before they continued where they left off, he had something else planned for the only night he had with her. This time it was going to be a long night, like the ones from years before she had been born. It amazed him that he wanted to carry on and that he was looking forward to doing it again with the same female. Who would have thought that the tenshi in that club would hold such stamina? He placed himself next to her and pulled her closer to him to rest for a while, but not for long, there was not going to be much sleeping in his schedule.

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"Aki" she called his name but he didn't respond, maybe he had fallen sleep. "Aki" she repeated.

"Hm" he said a little annoyed. He had forgotten that was the name he had given her.

"Could you untie me?" she asked hoping the answer would be yes.

"No" he said and pretended to sleep. There was quiet for about a minute before she began to move uncomfortably in her spot. Having her hands placed in that position was making her arms hurt, but it seemed that his majesty, King Aki didn't want to free her just yet.

"Aki" she called him again. This time, he turned around and looked at her in the face. There was something dark hidden in his eyes but she didn't know what could it be. On his side, Sesshoumaru simply hated that name. He was beginning to wonder why he had lied to her in the first place and was seriously considering either telling her the truth or just taping her mouth shut. He had decided that Maaya couldn't be playing with him. She most likely didn't have a clue of who he was and he just felt worst each time she used his fake name. However, there was no way Sesshoumaru was telling her truth, not yet any way. There was a big chance she would try to leave or make him leave for doing that. Although any other person would demand retribution of some kind or simply just keep doing what they had been doing, he just didn't believe that Maaya was one of those. "Did you use any protection?" she asked really low making it impossible for a human to hear her as a blush appeared in her face and she averted his eyes.

He didn't know if to be offended by her question or just be grateful that she didn't want to become pregnant with his child. 'Does she think so little of me that she doubts my honor?' He asked himself.

"You don't have to worry, you are not fertile right now and yokai do not carry any STD's" he answered her in a tone that chilled her to the bone.

She saw his change when she had asked the question. It seemed that it had bothered him somehow. She couldn't blame him. He probably thought she found him unworthy or something similar. But it wasn't that, she just thought it would be in his best interest to not have a child he didn't know of. Eventually, she found herself thinking what his life would be like when he wasn't fucking somebody he didn't even know. Would he be a business man or maybe a model? And what kind of yokai was he? Did he have a mate? Did he have children with her? She didn't like the last thoughts she had or where they were going for that matter. She would rather think he was single for the time being and hope to never find out if he was or not.

Her musing was interrupted when she felt a hand touch the bud between her legs and fingers disappear between her thighs. A moan escaped her as he placed his mouth over her breast making circles around her nipple with his tongue. The fire in her blood was awaken again as he pushed his finger inside her.

"We need to bath" he murmured as he retrieved his finger from within her and freed the belt from the headboard but still kept it around her hands. `Damn him' she thought. She had hoped that the bondage game had been over by then. It seemed her hopes where unfounded.

He carried her toward one of the mirrors where a pair of handles was placed. He opened the door and entered what she immediately recognized as the bathroom. The whole thing was tiled red and white. The shower had crystal door with a tub to one corner as red as blood. The whole thing was big enough to fit at least two more people comfortably. There were hangers outside the shower with white and red towels, a red toilet to the other side and a red basin. Sesshoumaru placed her on the sink which made her wonder how the thing didn't break with her weight â”€not that she was that heavyâ”€ and went into the shower and began to fill the tub. He left the bath filling up and went back to her. His first impulse was to fuck her there against the sink for she still looked so damned innocent that was tempting him; but decided to take it easy even when it really was hard, especially when he took her mouth in his, and her stubborn tongue fought against his one more time. Even with her tied hands, she dared touch his chest and before long Sesshoumaru was hard and ready for another battle with the insatiable tenshi.

Pulling her down from the sink, he turned her around so her ass was waggling around and she had something to lean on. Without waiting any further, he entered her making her moan at his intrusion. She was ready for him, wet and inviting as he began to trust into her. His pace fastened and he wound one hand under her to play with one breast. The other one held her in place as he forcefully invaded her body getting a very animated response from her. In a desperate attempt to be deeper in her, he got one of her legs and held it up, spreading her enough to take him all the way in.

Too soon for his like, he felt his balls tighten. Knowing that his peak was nearing, he pulled her back to his chest, still holding her leg up, and drove into her. Her small, quivering figure was flushed against him and exposed her neck to him. It was utterly tempting to sink his fangs in that lovely skin but he conformed himself with just kissing and nibbling on it. As he felt her insides fist around him, he almost came undone and bit her inviting neck, but he controlled himself. Her fulfilled cry was heard seconds later and he wasn't far behind as he came into her still shuddering walls.

Taking some time to recover their wits from the fantastic exercise, he took a step back, still holding her since she seemed like falling. Picking her up, he went into the shower to find the tub overflowing with water. Not caring in the least, he entered with her. However, she recoiled at the touch of the water. He barely wondered what was wrong with it before her complaint reached his trained ears.

"It's too cold" she said slightly shivering. He guessed she was right, maybe he should have chosen warm water instead of the ice cold one, but it was too late to change.

"Don't worry, I'll heat you up so you won't even notice that it's cold" he whispered in her ear sending shudders down her spine. He sat her between his legs and began to bath her while he kissed her exposed neck. Such intimate thing was bringing his instincts to the surface once more and he didn't like that this woman was calling forward things that hadn't happened in front of any other female, not even Kagome if he admitted it to himself. Bathing a mate was customary for Inu yokai culture. It showed that they cared for one another and he wondered why the hell it even crossed his mind do such a private thing with her. However, it seemed that his female was ignorant of his culture or she just had no idea what kind of yokai he was. There was a huge possibility it was the second one since she didn't even know who he was. For whatever reason, he needed the super control he always professed in public, but his wild side was not giving him much of an option in anything and soon he found himself lulled into a trance as she helped bath him as well. Her small, tied hands held the soap while she washed his wide, muscled chest. His fangs elongated as his eyes turned a permanent blood chilling crimson. Her black eyes wandered over his perfect physic making him proud that she approved of him and slowly, those sparkly night eyes turned to his face.

She became enthralled in those dangerous eyes that spelled doom for some â”€to her screamed sexual satisfactionâ”€ but she was not afraid. A little smile formed in his thin lips taking her breath away. He looked feral, threatening and extremely sexy as one of his extended fangs showed over his lower lips. She wanted to kiss him even if there was a possibility of losing her mouth forever, it was just too enticing to ignore. Moving slowly forward, still looking into his eyes, she pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. She tasted him as she swept her tongue over his sinful mouth. And even when he never moved or made any attempt to stop her, she continued to press her lips to his.

Sesshoumaru was thinking himself the happiest yokai alive to have a vixen like her in his bed for at least one night. She was temptation personified and, because of that, he couldn't fight against his own nature. Well, if you can't defeat them, join them. And so he did in hopes of being able to control any other unknown that might pop unannounced. But with his instincts running amok, new wicked ideas that would make that night unforgettable flashed in his mind. He told her to position herself in four to which she refused with a scarlet face that contrasted the tiles in the bathroom. He wasn't about to be deterred so he accommodated her in the position he wanted and she didn't like at all. Her back, ass and almost her breast were outside, only the tips of these were in the water. Since she was wet and cold, she was shuddering. Not only that, but she also had a smiling yokai looking at her most private parts, and to top it all up, it was turning her on. She felt his hands move up her thighs and touch her bud, squish it and rub it. She found that eventually it didn't matter how cold the water was, she was getting hotter than the Sahara desert at midday.

As he looked at her well-formed ass, he accidentally knocked down some shampoo bottles with a brusque movement. He didn't have time to pick the little things; however, something caught his eye. There was a bottle of lubricant among the shampoos and soap. The bottle seemed to be sealed and unused in any way. It made him smile at the new possibility he had in his hands. Maaya looked back to see what was stopping him only to see him bend down to retrieve something and give her a smile that froze her in place before trying to scram out of the tub. However, as expected, she was unsuccessful and the big, firm hands of the demon pulled her back into the original position. She was still feeling cold and very much neglect until his tongue rammed into her and his fingers played with her clit. Then, her mental slate was wiped clean and she just remembered how to scream from pleasure. Electricity shots went through her when his tongue brushed against her anus. The sensation wasn't so bad, but she felt reluctant to be touched in such a place. She was about to tell him when he felt him apply something around her hole. She didn't like where this was going and even less so when she felt him introduce his finger up her ass. Still, she moaned as he moved his finger in and out of her narrow entrance and almost melted when he added another one.

She was in a losing battle, if she didn't stop him â”€which she wasn't so sure she could or wanted toâ”€ he would do it to her. She didn't want that, but she was subconsciously praying to him to put his huge shaft inside her once again. Her arms were weakening from so much pleasure, but returned a little to their normal self when he stopped. She looked back and saw him a putting the lubricant over his well-endowed dick.

"No, Aki, please, don't do it, please, no" she begged him but it seemed to make him more determined than before to have his way with her. And those red eyes of his shut her up really fast.

She tried to escape but he was faster and captured her hips in his hands. He steadied her and accommodated himself to thrust into her tight ass. He pushed into her small opening making the walls subside as he made his way in. She gasped and let a strangled yelp escape her mouth as tears fell from her face into the water.

She didn't cared how weak she looked as long as he knew it was hurting her. The pain was so horrendous that she saw nothing for about a minute, she just felt him move inside her, causing heat from the friction between the bodies. After he was all the way in, he pulled his manhood out leaving his tip inside, and pushed into her one more time. Her ass was as tight as her pussy and he liked it even more. He should really thank whoever had left the lubricant there since he was enjoying himself so much. His pace increased and it became forceful as he came nearer to the edge but could do nothing to stop.

He didn't want to stop.

She didn't know how, but she liked how it felt inside her after just two second, it mattered little if she ended up blind as long as he was inside her. It felt so right, so satisfying that she began to think she was becoming an addict. And kami knew that his body was the best drug invented. Some fleeting thoughts told her that she had to be crazy to enjoy that kind of act, but she couldn't help it, she just did and goddamn it if she wasn't repeating it some other time. She was desperate enough that she even pushed back into him but being unable to match his fast paced, she settled for groaning and coming closer to her delicious and no less explosive end.

Her asshole was tight and hot, strangling his member as he fucked her until she couldn't stand. He was seriously doubting her ability to walk as it was, but that didn't stop him from humping into her while his instincts told him to do another thousand different thing that would surely bind her to him. He disagreed however, but because he was letting them loose, it also helped him keep his nature in a tight leash. He growled lowly as he was reaching his limit. He liked that his bitch was enjoying it just as much, but even with his infinite stamina, he had to release sooner or later. And seconds after, he was shooting his load into her ass just as she came herself and clammed around him, milking him to the last drop.

Once again, they were breathing hard, with scarcely any desire to move but knowing he didn't want to rest in a tub with cold water that would make sick the strongest of yokai. Slowly, he pulled himself out and sat pulling her down with him. His red eyes returning to their original gold as he kissed her neck yet again, feeling as her heart was also slowing down. Getting out of the tub and attaining a red towel, he wrapped it around his exhausted partner.

* * *

She was once again in bed with her back to her lover who was playing with her hair. They hadn't talked since they left the bathroom and he rid her of his belt. Maaya really thought there was nothing to say. She doubted he would want to see her again and she herself wasn't so sure if she agreed or not. But she found no need to disrupt the silence or the gentle touch that was lulling her to sleep until the movement stopped completely. She wondered what had happened so she turned around to find Sesshoumaru's face near her. His eyes were closed and his breathing was slow and even. He had fallen sleep. Using the opportunity to inspect him carefully â”€although she didn't dare touch him in case he woke upâ”€ she saw the magenta stripes over his eyelids. He was a very beautiful yokai with sharp, hard angles and strong jaw. It gave her the idea of a tiger in a zoo, dangerous to be near of but beautiful to watch. The demon, she decided, was a lady-killer. He was muscled, not overly so but his arms, chest and abs were well defined. His shoulders were broad and strong with a narrow waist and a very impressive member.

Being unable to contain herself any longer, Maaya outstretch her hand and slowly caressed Sesshoumaru's stomach, trailing her delicate fingers over his pelvis. To her surprise, he growled so lowly that she almost though he was purring. On his own volition, he moved from his side to his back, giving free passage to Maaya's wandering hands. Not losing another second, she settled near his belly and continued to caress the purring yokai. Her hands eventually came to a growing problem, as she noticed that Sesshoumaru was getting hard. Straying lower towards it, she curiously wrapped a hand around his cock. Subconsciously, he tensed as her hand began to stroke him. On an impulse, she snaked her tongue out and got a fast taste of the mushroom head. The tense figure under her moaned so she guessed he liked it. Taking it as encouragement, her hot mouth took the head in and sucked while her hand moved up and down his shaft. Another shiver ran through his body as she took him all the way until the tip hit the back of her throat and she continued to bob her head.

Before long, Maaya was being watched by the yokai. He had awoken to the pleasure and saw her playing with him. Taking such liberties with his person usually ended badly for the individual but this time he would let it slide. He liked what Maaya was doing so the punishment was going to be different from the usual as he silently watched her pleasure him. However, one really good suck on her part made him groan loud enough that got her attention and looked into his blazing red eyes. She blushed terribly when she noticed she was being watched. He simply smirked.

“Naughty hina” he huskily chastised but he didn't mean it “I think this calls for punishment” he added as her round pit black eyes got lost in the redness of his own.

Picking her up and carrying her until he stood in front of the mirror, he opened her legs. Her core was glistering wet and her nether lips were sore. From embarrassment, she tried to close her legs but the strong arms that held her didn't budge so she averted her eyes from the mirrors. However, for some strange reason, they always strayed back to her naked figure. It was disconcerting, to say the least.

“Don't have to be shy” he murmured, breathing into her ear and nibbling on it “Remember I've seen it all”. It didn't take long for him to trail kisses down her neck and forget his original plan. While still holding Maaya, one of his hands moved to cup her breast. Moving closer to the mirror, he pressed her against it and guided his erection into her. Maaya gasped since she wasn't that wet and her wall were sensitive from all the previous action. Sesshoumaru simply groaned as his other hand went to play with her clit. His mouth never left her collarbone as he slowly entered her, giving her body the chance to lubricate itself without causing too much hurt. With several controlled deep strokes that touched some sensitive parts, she was ready for some fast paced action and he didn't wait more than necessary to fuck the lights out of her. "Oh Kami, you are so tight" he exclaimed moving faster and deeper but it wasn't enough by a long shot. Turning her around, her legs automatically surrounded his hips as he continued to trust into her core. Her arms encircled his neck to hold herself up and he listened to her passionate cried for more and harder.

Desperately searching for his mouth as he crushed her between the mirror and his pleasure giving body, she closed her eyes and moaned when another stroke hit home. Her body vibrated with awareness as his hand roughly grabbed one of her breast and pinched her nipple.

“Aki” she groaned feeling her body enjoy the little pain he caused. “Ak…” she tried to call but Sesshoumaru's tongue entered her lightly parted lips and provoked her to fight back his dominance. That mouth of his always made her dizzy and feeling his cock go in and out of her wasn't helping to prolong the sweet moment. As another stroke threated to throw her over the edge, she dug her nails in his back leaving and angry trails as she tried to keep herself from coming.

Sesshoumaru wasn't faring any better. When she called that damned name he almost stopped before barely remembering she was calling him. It didn't mean he like the name any better than he did five minutes ago when he didn't even remember who he was, but he was copping in a very delicious way. By accident he prickled her lower lip and now he was sucking the little drops of blood he could get from the small injury. The lazy shocks that sent though his body as soon as he came in contact with it, spurred his strokes to such a degree that his pace was losing its rhythm and was becoming jerkier. He felt he was getting nearer to his end and had to pay more attention to the place where they were joining together than in sucking her succulent lower lip. As she felt her walls tensing around his member the need to bite something made itself present. Her almost closed eyes changed to baby blue and, because of the sexual bliss she found herself in, she didn't feel her canines shifting and growing longer. Without thinking at all, she pulled herself toward Sesshoumaru's exposed neck and, after kissing and nibbling on it, she sank her new attained fangs into his collarbone drawing his blood into her body. The wild metallic taste was like dynamite and C-4 together, a powerful and devastating force that blew her away.

The demon felt her teeth bite into his skin, and felt her incisors press down but knowing they were too blunt to draw blood, he didn't bother with it and just enjoyed the ride as her wall once again clammed around him and in a last, powerful trust, he came in her not noticing the scent of blood that permeated the air. By the time he gathered himself, Maaya was limp against his chest. The punctures left behind by her canines were long gone along with the scent of blood. She didn't have enough energy to lift a finger so she just lay against him leaving him to his own devices.

With a very satisfied smile, Sesshoumaru went to the bathroom and got a towel to clean her. After that, he left her to rest while he took another cold shower. He still had a lot of energy but he knew that she had lasted longer that the experience partners he had had before. The tenshi was impressive all right. So impressive in fact, that his body was still clamoring to be inside her once more time. He wanted her badly, but that was all he was going to get for the time being. He had thought that one night was going to be enough to get her out of his system but it was turning out to not be the case. If he was a little truthful with himself he would admit that he had liked her from the beginning. Hiten didn't have to point her out to him, he had already checked her as a possible partner. He was beginning to think of her as his and got jealous when he thought of any other man taking her. He knew she was not attached to anybody, but he didn't know the future and things could obviously change in little time. Shaking his head to dispel the depressing thoughts, he laid next her. He still had two hours before leaving for work, and even if hadn't had a decent sleep for a while, he would rather look at her than sleep at all.

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Author's Note

This was the first lemon I had written but, although acceptable, I decided that it could be better so I changed some things, again. As many might have noticed in the first chapter, Sesshoumaru has no longer a beast. I really don't like when he has a serious Multiple Personality Disorder so I took it out. From now on, that part of him that might control him at times will be called his instinct, nature and anything else that refers to having powerful and hard to control urges. Don't forget, Sesshoumaru is a dog, a smart one with human characteristics but a dog nonetheless and so he has doggy urge â”€e.g. belly rubbing. In the coming chapters some information will change because of this, but the story in itself is the same.

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