InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In Death, Trust Me, as You Didn't in Life ❯ Seduction of a Demon Lord ( Chapter 53 )

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

Chap 53: Seduction of a Demon lord

Kagome sighed happily as she sat back against the wall of the cave. Dinner had tasted quite good - it had been a while since she'd had roasted boar, and the wild mushrooms she'd found to go with it were delicious. Not to mention the berries, ripe, juicy and sweet.

But now that she was full, and sitting across the fire from the sinfully gorgeous form of her mate-to-be, her mind was starting to go in other directions - to think about other hungers.

While bathing, she'd thought about her earlier idea to convince him to mate her now, and the more she'd thought about it, the more she'd liked the idea. It wasn't just about the fact that really, she was tired of waiting. She was. But there were other considerations, as well.

First and foremost, a completed mate bond would only strengthen their already tight bond to near impenetrable levels. It would offer both of them each others protection, and even separated physically, they would be able to communicate mentally. A mate bond, with the strength of her power behind it, as well as his own, would leave them almost living in each others minds - no one would be able to pull them apart.

On top of that, it would give each of them limited access to the others power. That could only be a help. From where she was sitting, really, there were a lot of upsides - and no downsides that she could see. She flashed a quick, warm glance his way.

Now, if she could only get him to agree with her.

But first...

"Sugimi-sama, I do not wish to be impolite, but... is it possible that you could go back to the other realms for the evening? I need to discuss some things with Sesshoumaru - private matters," she said, when the elder daiyoukai looked at her with a raised brow. "You could rejoin us right here in the morning." She didn't look at her inu, knowing he was giving her his signature questioning look. He would just have to wait for his father to leave to find out what she wanted.

Sugimi stared at her for a moment, wondering what was up... and then he scented his son's reaction to her statements, and almost laughed. So that was the way the wind was blowing, eh? Not that he had any objection - in fact, a tryst sounded quite nice. All he would have to do is track down his little hime and...

He cleared his throat. "How early would you want me to return?" he asked.

She put a finger to her chin in thought. "Hmm. The second hour after sunrise sound okay?"

He nodded and stood. "Then I will see you both in the morning. Don't get into too much trouble, you two. Enjoy!" he chuckled as he disappeared into the ether, noting the reddening cheeks of his son's female. She was quite entertaining - though he had the feeling she'd get him back sooner or later for embarrassing her.

Kagome dropped her gaze, refusing to meet Sesshoumaru's golden one as her cheeks heated at his father's comment. She coughed lightly as he continued to stare at her expectantly.

"Uh... well, you see..." now that they were alone, her earlier idea was becoming a little hard to articulate to the beautiful male still watching her with interest.

"You wanted to speak of private matters, miko - and now we have privacy to do so, and you cannot speak?" he held his blank expression, despite the urge to smirk at her. It was more than obvious that she was highly flustered. He wondered what it was that had her that way, and only hoped it was the same thing that was on his mind.

With a rather hard swallow, Kagome decided to simply bite the bullet, so to speak, and lay out her idea, and the positive benefits that would come from it. Though both brows shot up as she spoke, he didn't interrupt, and indeed, appeared to be seriously considering it, if his thoughtful silence once she'd finished speaking said anything about it.

After a few silent minutes, he said, almost musingly, "There is another positive benefit that has occurred to this one. We are, as you say, in the western lands now - and as a pair bonds within the confines of their lands, they also develop a bond with the land. If we were to do this now, our bond with the land would be beyond powerful by the time we return to our own era - after having twelve thousand or so years to strengthen."

Kagome blinked. She hadn't thought about that. Did that mean he would agree? Her body heated, and her heart began speeding up as she waited for his answer almost breathlessly.

Sesshoumaru could scent exactly what his onna was wanting, and it made his blood surge. Standing, his fingers went to the tie on his armor as her eyes widened. He let the armor drop at his feet without taking his gaze from her, trapping her eyes with heated gold, and letting her know exactly what his answer was without ever saying a word.

Slowly, he unsheathed Tenseiga, and turning, he walked to the entrance to the cavern, and sank it deep into the stone of the floor, raising the barrier - he wanted no interruptions. If anyone or anything did interrupt, their life was forfeit.

A scratching noise came as Kagome stood up, and goddess or not, Sesshoumaru could scent her nervousness as he turned back to look at her. With not a word, he directed mokomoko to curl up on the ground, making a furry bed for them, and as the fur settled into its spot, he held out his hand.

"Did you think I would refuse you? I have desired to become one with you for many years, Kagome." His voice dropped a register as he allowed desire to take over, roughening. "Come, then, my lady, and lay with me."

She shivered as that voice slithered over her like the finest silk, and stared, mesmerized, at his hand for a moment, before reaching out to take it, letting him lead her to their bed of fur. The instant that their hands touched, lightening traced down her spine, and she gasped almost silently.

His eyes flashed a deeper gold, and he smiled at her - Kagome's heart pounded and she almost choked. Gods... he was so overwhelmingly gorgeous when he did that - all it took was the smallest smile, and she couldn't breathe.

She let him pull her close without argument, and didn't protest as his elegant fingers went to her obi and began to untie it. He never let her look away, keeping her gaze locked with his as he undressed her.

At the light in his eyes, she flushed, the hunger there almost frightening - he'd never looked at her quite like that, and suddenly, she was very aware of just how much control he'd kept all this time. He was burning her alive - and if it was even possible, it only deepened as he pulled her kimono from her shoulders, leaving her bare before him save for her undergarments.

His jaw tightened, and then he rasped, "Remove my clothes, Kagome. I wish to be bare before you, as you will be bare before me."

"Oh," she breathed, her knees weakening. But she was obedient, reaching out to take Tokijiin, gently setting it aside, and then unwrapping his sash. As it loosened, his haori fell open, and she reached up and brushed his undershirt open as well, her breath hitching as her hands slid against the skin of his chest. Her eyes were glued to his torso - until he hissed as she touched him, and then they jerked back up to see his gaze bleeding crimson.

He watched her breasts bounce slightly in the lacy undergarment she was wearing; he reached a hand up and ran the backs of his fingers along the edges of the lace. "What is this, miko? It is... attractive," he husked.

A shy smile lit her face as her fingers plucked delicately at the ties to his hakama. "It's called a bra. It keeps things from bouncing too much."

"Then it will have to be discarded for now - I have every intention of seeing them bounce for much of this night, Kagome."

As his hakama slid down his legs, he shrugged his shoulders, his loosened haori and undershirt sliding to the ground. Toeing his boots off, he bent quickly to undo the ties at his ankles, and when he stood back up, the only thing left on his body was his fundoshi.

Kagome stepped back a little, her eyes trailing over him - the want in her growing so harsh that it was painful. He was beautiful. She'd seen his body before, of course... but it wasn't quite the same - this time he was truly going to share it with her fully. This time, he was going to take her, and make her his, in all ways, never again to be separate.

Sesshoumaru had to clench his hands for a long moment, fighting for every bit of control he had. She had absolutely no idea how gorgeous she was - she had always been that way, but when she had returned to him after being reborn as a goddess, all those little imperfections were gone, and every part of her was almost achingly perfect. As her desire climbed, she lost her grip on her glow, and enough of it came through that it lit her indigo eyes from within...

It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and he closed his eyes, for one moment, and then opened them again, and his own eyes were now glowing, passion flushing his skin and raising his temperature. "Remove the rest of your clothing, Kagome, unless you want them destroyed," he gritted.

Swallowing hard, she nodded, and unable to speak, simply obeyed him, reaching around behind herself to undo her bra, then let it slide down her arms, discarding it atop his own pile of clothing. As her hands went to her hips to slide her panties down, his gaze flicked to the walls of the cavern - they were beginning to glow faintly - it resembled the goddess glow Kagome gave off, only it was the first evidence of their bonding. Already, it was beginning - the desire between them so strong that it was showing before they'd really even touched.

Her panties landed on the ground before her, and she kicked them away, then met his gaze hungrily. "Now yours," she gestured to his filled to capacity fundoshi. He flashed her a feral grin, and began to unwrap the cloth with a speaking glance at her. Soon, his eyes promised her. Soon, we will be one...

His body throbbed for her, his manhood so swollen that getting out of his fundoshi was getting difficult - were he any harder, the cloth would begin cutting circulation. Finally, he managed to get it off, and as the fabric fell away, Kagome's eyes widened and she took a step forward, almost unconsciously reaching for that part of him that was weeping for her touch. Heavy with need, it was big and beautiful, and unable to help herself, she touched a finger to the tip, swiping the glistening evidence of his arousal from it and then sucking her finger into her mouth.

Sesshoumaru's knees almost gave out at that - it had to be the sexiest thing he'd ever seen, and he growled low in his chest, letting his need for this woman be known. At that, her eyes flashed up to meet his, the glow in them only deepening at the look on his face.

Reverently, she once more reached out to him, then hesitated. He met her eyes hungrily. "Touch me, Kagome - feel me. Do not be afraid - all that I am is yours.

She could feel his quickening breath across her skin as he moved closer to her, shivering as her hand wrapped around his length - he was as excited as she was. "I've dreamed of this day for so long, Sesshoumaru - you can't even imagine," she whispered as she stroked him.

He tugged her into him, his hands tightening around her upper arms as he nuzzled into her neck hungrily, inhaling her scent as deeply as his lungs would allow. He groaned - her scent, combined with what her hand was doing to him, hazing his mind in a thick fog of passion. With another growl, he stepped back, pulling her hand from around him. He ignored her whimpered protest, pushing her down gently to lay on mokomoko. He had to get her down - he wasn't sure how much longer he could keep himself standing.

A groan of need was almost wrenched from his throat as he paused to stare at the woman laid out before him like a sacrifice to passion, and he once again fought for control, before coming down to lay over her, slowly pressing his body to hers. At the first touch of skin on skin, Kagome whimpered and he growled - it was heaven.

"You feel so good, woman," he managed to get out, his voice barely above a whisper. As if he couldn't help himself, his big hands grasped her waist, almost wrapping completely around her, then slid upwards to cup her breasts.
With a gasp, Kagome's hands reached up to clasp his shoulders, as though to keep her anchored against the primal tide that was now rushing through her. Despite this being her first time, she felt no fear or awkwardness - it was as though they'd done this a thousand times before, and she dug her nails into his shoulders, wanting him to lose control.

She didn't want slow and sweet.

Maybe another time - right now, she wanted passion and heat, she wanted to goad him into letting everything go to the desire flowing so strongly between them.

"You don't have to hold back anymore, Sesshoumaru. Let go, and take me like the conqueror you are. I am not afraid."

At her words, his eyes flared red, and she melted; he was magnificent, all hard, defined lines and beautiful markings, graced by silver hair and crimson-gold eyes. The muscles of his chest and arms were taut, sharp - there was no softness to him at all - and she loved it, rearing her head up, she dragged her tongue across his torso, her own eyes glowing an even brighter, more electric blue at the deep growl and shiver she gained in reaction.

Unable to stand the feel of her claws digging into his flesh any more, he grabbed her hands in one of his own, yanking them up to hold her wrists above her head, causing her body to arch up sharply into him. He hissed; the feel of her now hard nipples dragging against his chest calling heat from his body to sear into hers. Pulling away, he shot her a barely in control look, and then bent his head, sucking a furled nipple into his mouth. He shuddered - she tasted so good, salty, sweet - like everything that was life.

Suddenly, this couldn't happen fast enough, and he yanked himself away from her breast. "Do not move," he snarled, his voice now almost unrecognizable. Kagome didn't care, though, too much pressure in her body, in her core - she needed release, and soon. The build-up between them was reaching critical levels, and they both knew that this first time would not be a slow boil... it would be a rapid explosion from weeks of pent-up desire.

"H-hai," she gasped out, as she arched once again into his possessive hands as they slid down to her thighs, leaving her hands still stretched above her. Everywhere they touched on the way down burned, and she almost sobbed at the intensity of the heat they left behind.

The moment his hands reached her thighs, he heaved up from her a little, and pulled them apart, before sliding down, and before Kagome even knew what had happened, his tongue was sliding between her folds... she screamed, shock widening her eyes. The blast of power that came from her then burned across Sesshoumaru's senses, and his manhood jumped, straining against mokomoko as he grunted, almost in pain - it was exquisite, sending every bit of his fur to stand on end. It felt as though thousands of tiny, electric fingers were skating over every inch of his body, and if it hadn't diminished when it did, he would have orgasmed right then - he'd never felt anything like it... or heard of anything like it, either.

Then again...how many males got to take a goddess to their bed? Only him.

The taste of her was unlike anything he'd ever heard of, like the finest wine, and he let her flavor explode across his senses as his ears were assaulted by her whimpers and mews and moans. She was so responsive, it was amazing, and his male pride swelled at the obvious enjoyment she was reaping from his actions.

Curling his arms around her hips, he held her down as she bucked against him, his fingers reaching around to pry her open to his gaze - and his mouth. Soft as the airiest silk, and petal pink as a blushing sea shell, she glistened, the combination of his oral attentions and her responses wetting her, making her body ready to receive his. Lowering his head, he placed a tiny, wet, sucking kiss to the little knot of flesh above her entrance, and she released, another scream, another pulse of power following the first. It was like orgasming with her, and he gritted his teeth, riding out her pleasure and his own, barely holding onto his composure.

As she slumped, sobbing, back against the fur of their mating bed, he raised himself up to look at her again, pride almost swallowing him. He had pleased her - him, and no one else. And now it was time for her to please him - by granting him rights to her body - rights no one else would ever have.

Sitting back on his heels, he coaxed her around to her stomach, then onto her knees, and she turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, the position he was putting her into suiting her need for force and heat like nothing else could. Doggy style... how right those that had called this position that were. It was naughty, and sinful, and everything she wanted in the here and now.

Sesshoumaru growled approvingly at the slit-eyed, passionate look she was casting him over her shoulders – she looked the vixen like that, and it only heightened his arousal to near impossible levels as he aligned himself with her, and draped himself over her back. “I am sorry for the pain to come, aite,” he rasped. “I will try to keep the pain minimal.”

Her brow rose, and her lips curled up sexily. “Sesshoumaru,” she purred, “I'm not really so human anymore. I don't want this to hurt – so it won't. Don't be gentle, I don't want you to be.”

Both his brows shot up, and then a dangerous smile crossed his face. “As you wish, woman,” he ground out as he thrust forward, a wild howl forcing itself from him at the feel of the female before him. He barely heard her pleasured wail, every atom within his body focused solely on the part of him joined inside her for the first time. She fit him as though she were created only for him, every interior contour stroking his own to perfection, and he suddenly could wish for no better fate than to be buried within her every second for the remainder of his near immortal life.

It was heaven – or rather, better, because this was attainable, and heaven was not.

Panting, gasping for air his lungs could barely draw in he held himself still for several moments, just savoring the connection to his mate, he gently pushed aside her raven locks, and began nuzzling the nape of her neck, even as he finally shifted slightly within her.

The response was incredible.

With a choked cry, she pushed back into him, her back arching against him and forcing him to push forward into her to maintain his depth within her.

That was all it took, and he could no longer stand the tiny movements, her whimpers increasing as he pulled back and then began to thrust forward into her forcefully, the shock of his hips slamming into her jarring her.

“Oh! Oh, gods, please... Sesshoumaru! Harder!” she sobbed, overwhelmed by pleasure that burned across every synapse of her brain.

With a feral snarl, he obliged, and Kagome wailed louder at the torment of so much stimulation – his tongue and teeth against her neck, his chest pressed against her back, him inside her, even his silver locks brushing erotically against her sides with every thrust. He was a drug to her, and she was addicted. There would never, could never, be another – she would sooner die than allow anyone to ever touch her this way again. She belonged to him, as surely as did the Western Lands.

Sesshoumaru was more animal than civilized male by this point, the pleasure he was feeling like nothing he'd ever known – he'd never realized it was possible to feel so much. And it wasn't just physical – every part of his being, from his psyche, to his emotions, to his body and soul, were involved in this. Nothing would ever be able to compare to this, to her. With a growling moan, he increased his pace again, taking her as fiercely as his primal nature demanded, and she took it and returned it just as wildly, crying his name out like a benediction.

He knew it wouldn't last much longer, already, he could feel himself swelling larger within her, and he was determined to take her over the edge with him. With a pained grunt, he paused in his relentless pace, smirking wickedly at her moaned protestations, and reset his limbs around her to gain better leverage, then began slamming into her with short, powerful thrusts designed to draw her orgasm from her.

It worked, better than he'd ever imagined. With a pulse of power so strong the cavern actually rumbled, she went over, screaming his name out, and he watched in awe as the cavern lit up with a glow so bright he had to close his eyes – and then his vision inverted, and he howled, as he was actually forced into his own, her body pulling his seed and scent from him relentlessly – as though she needed that from him to even live. Body taut, teeth clenched painfully tight, he rammed into her one last time, forcing himself as deep as he could go, the rush of his seed and youki going straight to her womb, and infusing the interior of her body with his scent for all time. It would bleed outward from there, until her scent became their scent, never to be separate again.

Kagome could feel every pulse of his cock within her, every spray of his seed hitting the walls of her womb, and the slight burn of his youki as it penetrated her womb with his essence. She could even feel her scent starting to change, just as his did. But she was completely unaware of anything else, everything but her basic nervous system functions shut down as she began to swoon. The only thing that saved her was her new mate, still pulsing within her, catching her and rolling them both over to their sides, him still firmly embedded inside her.

Sesshoumaru felt the power of his new mate begin to flow through him, and his eyes widened at the intoxicating burn of it along his body.

He was learning what it felt like to be a god...

Just as Kagome was getting used to the feel of youki along her neural pathways.

Suddenly, where there had always been two before, there was now one...

And somewhere, in another time, and another realm, a wicked god shivered.

-wWw-

A/N: Well, well, well, the lemon chapter finally made it's appearance - well, at least, the first lemon, anyway. Funny enough, this chapter didn't take as long as I thought it would. Though lemons are still rather difficult for me, they are getting a bit easier - hopefully, they are getting better, too.

Hope everyone enjoys...

Amber