InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In the elevator ❯ in the elevator, part 6 ( Chapter 6 )

HELLO faithful readers! :)

Hope you are all fine. Here the part 6of 7 of the story `In the elevator'. So, ENJOY!!

Warning: in this chapter there are some sexual situations. You all have been warned!

If you don't like this kind of things, stop right now. For the others…(grin) Here you go!

(cough) I should be so eager I sound like a little pervert! Bad, bad girl. lol

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In the elevator, part 6

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Sesshoumaru looked at the profile of the little slip of a human woman that had succeeded to bewitch his two distinctive personalities, which none had done before. He had to fight with all he had against those feelings she was eliciting in him. His most primal part had never before been attracted to any demoness that had graced his bed in all the long years. Not one. The first time he was excited beyond belief by a female, he tried to deny it simply because she was human. To be perfectly honest to himself, even his consciousness had never been aroused like this either. The other times it wasn't as intense and to be fair it was more of a pursuit of release than anything else. Youkai or not, he was still very much a man and had need of relief as any.

By reason of his rank and power, women threw themselves at him without sane or second thought on regular basis. He, most of the time, had to beat them off of his person. Even so when the need made itself known, he had just to pick one without much thought. Very simple for him indeed. He was always direct, making it clear from the beginning that it was strictly a one time thing and if they didn't grasp the generic concept, that was their problem, not his.

He tried to keep his little 'advertures' away from work. That was why he only went with one or two demoness that worked for him and no more. It was a troublesome matter to have his past conquests around him everyday seeing as how 'never again' and 'stay away' weren't part of their current vocabulary. Work and his personal life must remind separated.

However, now that he looked at Kagome, he knew that his previous intent to avoid what he was craving were in vain. He had to have her. No question, he had to have her. He wasn't as idiotic as his half brother who seemed unable to stay without a new woman in his bed each night. He had more class and self respect than that. He wasn't that desperate for a cheap fuck every time the sun went down that any 'thing' with a pair of breasts and a vagina would do. It was simply disgusting.

Nevertheless, that human was really different from any other women he had encountered before. For once, a woman had been alone in his presence, and hadn't tried to jump his bones, without figure of speech. But she wasn't insensible at his charms either from the visible shift of her scent, he though, smirking to himself.

No it seemed as if he had as much of an effect on her. But contrary to some other shameless women, like the ones he had seen for interviews, he was sure she had more self respect than that. She knew better. He knew than that even if he would have said his real identity to her, she wouldn't have sold her exquisite body for the job in any way. He was almost sad that she wouldn't, which had him amused at the simple irony of the situation.

He remembered now what her `Aunt' Kaede had said earlier in the day about her. If he was to offer the job only because of her link with the old secretary, she would have refused it right away and would have sent some 'tasteful' words his way too, he was more than sure of that. Even if she was a little shy at first, she was still a little spitfire just under the surface.

That made her just the more attractive. He was fed up of greedy submissive bitches eying him like if he was a piece of meat which would be the response of their social most desire. She was different and definitely refreshing.

Sesshoumru let his eyes lazily slide upon her very pleasing feminine form without any restraint. Why would I deny myself again? Why does her humanity bother me again? Everything was a blur. In his eyes, it was a simple fact he was in the presence of a specimen of the opposite sex, a really beautiful, arousing specimen at that. Furthermore, she was as receptive to him as he was of her. Plus, he was Sesshoumaru. He could do whatever he wanted when he wanted it and right now, he wanted a taste of that delicious looking female. Where is the bad in that? He finally made his decision.

 

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Kagome was standing, not facing the daiyoukai she was trapped with. Her heart was still beating savagely in her chest. One hand went to her chest while the other reached up, tracing her lips with her fingertips slowly. She was still slightly shaken by what had occurred only mere seconds before.

She couldn't believe it was real. She must have dreamt that moment when Sesshoumaru had kissed her. There was no way in hell that someone like that man felt anything but pity or boredom in her presence. But, by the still burning sensation on her rosy lips, it was very much real. She blushed slightly at the implication. Could it be…? Could it be that the plain old Kagome had grasped the interest of a man like Sesshoumaru? It was risible, totally unreal. Sesshoumaru was a God for Christ sake or damn close to it. It couldn't be like that. Not for her. Never her. She must have misunderstood the idea behind his action. He was, perhaps, bored out of his mind, or maybe he simply wanted to shut her up.

But then, how to explain the glance he had sent my way? There was no way to mistake the meaning of his heated amber pools, the lust filled eyes, even for her inexperienced eyes. Yes, it seemed that he wasn't insensitive at her 'womanly charms' she supposed, biting at her lower lip.

She rubbed her legs against one another discretely. From the moisture that had appeared at the apex of her thighs, she wasn't either. What woman in her right mind would not be excited at the idea of a male specimen of that rank interested in them? If you find one and she was heterosexual that she must have been dead or in need of hospitalization immediately. She would be in great need of it. Kagome was also shocked by the powerful reaction of her body from a simple kiss from this Adomis. It felt as if she was on fire, and what a kiss it had been indeed. She flushed again. She had never been kissed that way in all her life. Ok, she hadn't been kissed by billions of men but still she wasn't that innocent and it had never been like that before. Ever. It was like the touch of his lips on hers had transformed her blood in burning lava.

She had been totally overwhelmed by the intensity of his kiss. It was shocking how much raw passion was heating up the blood of this apparent cold and unfeeling powerful demon.

In fact, the young woman was bothered by something else than just the intensity of the kiss. Kagome was a little ashamed of the hidden reason that made her react so violently. The danger. All his being was screaming power and danger sending her poor little heart beating wilder. He was youkai. The exact opposite of her in all ways: Human/demon. Miko/Daiyoukai. Female/Male. Fragile/Powerful. Everything. If Sango could see her right now she would yell at how stupid she was for trying to run away from a walking, breathing God.

But she hadn't been able to stop herself. She had been so shocked at its sudden occurrence. When she had felt his oh so soft masculine lips on her own, her body had literally frozen, her mind going blank. Then when it finally clicked that Sesshoumaru was kissing her, she had gasped, giving him the opportunity to invade her mouth. Her brain was still trying to process what was happening when her body seemed as if it had a mind of its own, responding shyly to the best kiss of her life.

Then, the spell had been broken when she had felt his hand slipping higher onto her thigh, breaking her trance-like state, everything crashing back to reality. It was at that moment that she had grasped the implication of what was about to happen. She was making out with someone she had only known for three hours at most, in an elevator, in a very public place! Granted they were alone at the time but still it had been enough to cool her down radically.

She was dumbfounded at the intensity of their 'exchange' when a few minutes before, he had been ignoring her as if she was some kind of disease to which he needed to stay as away as possible.

Oh what he must have been thinking of her now. She hadn't been able to really return his heated kiss but didn't push him away neither. A man like him must have had endless numbers of conquests and must have kissed hundreds of different women far more beautiful. She paled in comparison with those women. She was realistic, she wasn't blind.

She bit her lip to prevent the groan from escaping her mouth. She had first been ashamed of the reaction of betraying body, but now, she was mortified when she realized that she had jumped away like a scared little school girl and her pitiful attempt to kiss him back. He mustn't be thinking really highly of her right then.

Kagome was so deep in thought that she hadn't heard the male in question getting up with a grace that would put any model to shame and just stand behind her. Slowly, so not to scare her away again, Sesshoumaru reached for her shoulder. Instantly the young woman yelped in surprise before growing instantly tense, as afraid of what he would next. This won't do. She mustn't fear this Sesshoumaru. The demon lord thought, slightly disappointed and hurt by her reaction to his touch. In any other moment, with any other person, he would have been please with the fact that he could instill fear, but not with her, not now.

She was looking back at him now. He was sure that his eyes were a darker shade of amber with the lust clearly shown in them. He didn't want her to afraid of him, that just wouldn't do. Now that he had made peace with his other half on what both wished to do, he would do so. Beside her own wishes, nothing will stop him from getting what he was so graving for.

With measured movements, his other hand went to her cheek. Delicately, his thumb brushed her smooth skin, his gaze never wavering from hers. Her breath hitched in her throat at the intensity of his clouded eyes.

His fingers continued to caress softly against her cheek, moving towards her lips. Her cheeks were now flustered again, her heart beating wildly in her chest, her breathing coming more and more in short light pants. She was a vision to behold. She was so very much the image of innocence, and so very tempting. She was still a little fearful but Sesshoumaru could clearly feel a hint of arousal coursing through her body.

His eyes fell on her plumb delicious looking lips, slightly opened to help her shorter breaths. His thumb passed gently across them, testing their softness, the souvenir of her lips on his own still very much fresh in his mind. He licked his own lips, unconsciously, as if trying to see if her taste was still lingering there. He heard her force a gulp down her throat. She had clearly an idea of what was running wild in his mind and had seen his action. His golden eyes flickering immediately to her eyes, but she wasn't looking up anymore.

Her sapphire pools stayed fixed on his mouth, transfixed only for the briefest moment before she tore her eyes away. She was obviously reliving the same moment as he, if her heavier scent was any hint in that direction. He closed his eyes, bringing his face close to her neck, inhaling deeply.

How a human could give off so an inviting and addictive scent, he didn't know. More blood rushed directly to his nether region, as his nostrils flared, allowing him to inhale her scent deeper in his lungs.

He could feel her unsure eyes on him. His eyes slipped open reveling pools of molten gold swirling with dark waves of amber lust. His intentions were clearly visible for anyone looking. In other words, he simply waited for her permission to ravish her. He could feel a chill race through her, confirming the reception of his silent message. It was rather difficult for him to not just pounce on her. He came closer to her, bringing his body flush against hers, trapping her there against the elevator wall.

She gasped. Within her mind, Kagome screamed, clawed. It was wrong, so very wrong. She perfectly knew well what he wanted, even if she couldn't grasp why someone like him would want that from someone like her. She was the only one able to stop this from happening. No one would come and interrupt them and Sesshoumaru seemed really ready to go the distance. He moved slightly, pulling another gasp from Kagome. At that moment, she could clearly and easily feel the weight of his desire, against her stomach. The message was, well what was rather qualified as direct. Only a fool wouldn't understand what he wanted from her. A voice in her mind was screaming to push him away before it was too late, but it seemed as if her body was in control and it clearly wanted very much this situation to evolve.

She looked him in the eyes and now she understood. He had moved so she could feel the effect she had on to him. Now, he was waiting for her approval to continue. From the intensity of his gaze and the hardness of his body, he wanted to continue, but wouldn't oblige her to do anything. In a way, it calmed her fears a little, how she was unsure. Maybe because she knew that a word from her and he would stop. But what to do now?

She couldn't possibly do something this important with someone she had known for mere hours, could she? However, she couldn't bring herself to care. Her body was humming like never before. Her brain had abandoned the battle. Sesshoumaru felt the moment she made her decision, her tense body, melted visibly against his own.

Her blue eyes looked thoughtfully over his features then wandered down along his pale throat, over his broad covered shoulders, dramatically spiking her scent. When looking at him in such a lustful manner, Sesshoumaru hoped that she was aware that she was inviting male attention with her actions,… his attention.

The movement of her eyes on him, sent shivers running up and down his spine. Sesshoumaru had successfully silenced the nudging voice in the back of his mind saying that a daiyoukai such as himself shouldn't engage in this kind of actions with a human. But he didn't care anymore. He was Sesshoumaru Takahashi. He could and would any damn thing he wanted, even if it was to fuck this yummy human miko, in his own elevator. No one had a say in the matter but he and this miko. His miko.

He could smell that she was embarrassed at the reaction of her body to his advances, slightly fearful even, but she also knew she wanted him too. Kagome licked her suddenly dry lips and gulped, aware of her sudden disappearance of saliva in her mouth and throat at her nervousness. Was she really ready for that act with, frankly, a stranger in a public place, was the thought running in her mind at this moment.

His gaze was drawn immediately to her lips one more time, the renew moisture there was strangely mesmerizing. Again his fingertips ran delicately over them in the reverse way from earlier. First her lips, then across her warm cheek, down her jaw line, and finishing his course by grazing his sharp claws along her neck. Her breath hitched in her throat. Sesshoumaru seemed hypnotized by the movement of his own hand over her, looking at it like a foreign object. Kagome could only observe the emotions flashing in his eyes, fascinated.

Sesshoumaru continued his exploration, his claws falling to the hollow of her throat, not stopping. Slowly, they dipped beneath her blouse, caressing her collarbone lightly. It was a very dangerous game he played. One wrong move and Kagome would be no more. But the danger of his deadly claws grazing her fragile white skin was the most erotic sight she had ever witnessed. Kagome's breathing became shallower. His eyes flickered back to hers, the unmistakable heat present in his amber pools, dissipating any hesitation that could have lingered in Kagome's mind. Sesshoumaru tried to stay put and not reach for her and take what he craved for so much right at the second. His engorged member was asking with more and more fevered attention, but he kept fighting it. He would not frighten her when he was this close from his goal.

He was now surrounded by her beautiful scent. His gaze moving again, fixing upon her lips for a brief second, before returning to her eyes. It was as if he were asking for her permission to kiss her. Slowly his amber pools stilled on her eyes, his mouth lowering, allowing her all the time necessary to stop him. The moment his lips touched hers, her eyes drifted closed.

If she was inviting him, then by all means, he was going to oblige her.

His fangs grazed her lips gently, causing a shiver in Kagome. Without hesitation she opened her mouth, inviting him inside. It was an explosion of flavors. The blissful sensation of her mouth, her taste, it was almost too much to bear. Sesshoumaru allowed one of his arms to slip under his blouse. His claws dragged delicately across the smooth skin of her back. The daiyoukai couldn't stop the rumbling of pleasure from leaving his chest. This was Heaven. The kiss became more and more passionate. No, it was beyond simple passion. It was like a hunger, insatiable. With each brush of their tongues, move shivers of pleasure spiraled in both.

Sensing her need for air, Sesshoumaru broke the kiss. Kagome was breathing hard, her lungs burning. The daiyoukai didn't waste any time. His other hand moved into her silky hair, while his hot mouth fell to the side of her neck. His fangs grazed delicately across the fragile skin of her throat, while he traced invisible patterns over her pulse. Kagome was trembling from the intensity of his actions on her body. His hand that had been trailing down her back, fell to her hip, bring her more flushed against his hard body, causing her to gasp.

Feeling more bold now, Kagome locked her arms around Sesshoumaru's neck. Her full human nails clawed at the nape of his neck, making him shutter in delight. Without even knowing it, the little human in his arms had found one of his weak points, just behind his ears. The principal point being the ears themselves. He was after all a dog. Sesshoumaru couldn't prevent the low rumbling sound in the back of his throat. He nipped at the delicate skin of her neck, showing her, by this display, he was content about her acceptance of his advances.

Slowly, his hand slide to the front of her body, grazing her stomach, that slowly moved above. His claws raked gently over her nipple through the bra, in teasing lazily circles. Kagome moaned softly and started to move her lower body against his, without a thought. The wonderful sensation made her strangely even more bold, she wanted, no needed more.

She used her grasp around his neck to lift herself higher on him, one leg around his waist, bringing her dripping heat closer to his wonderfully hard form, creating more friction. Something in the pit of her stomach screamed for more attention. It was the only thing in her mind at that moment. Her shyness and reserve about being alone in front of someone she just met evaporated instantly. It wasn't important to her at that moment. There was something burning her from the inside that was her sole anxiety. And apparently, something was telling her that he was the only one able to satisfy that urge, and she was damned if she would let that slip between her fingers.

Sango often said that it was like there were two Kagomes residing in her. The shy and demure good girl that every parent dreamed of, and the spitfire, ready to appear and explode at any moment, when she was pushed around. Even if she was more often in the `good girl mode' than the latter, people of her entourage knew very well of what their little Kagome was capable of when angry…and apparently, when experiencing high levels of emotions more precisely, like in the current moment. Her little brother, Souta, always said that she was really scary when angered and often joked saying that when in difficulties she had the `eye of the tiger'. Inutile to clarify which part of her personality was at the commands right now.

She started to rub herself over the hard warmth which was currently `poking' her with more and more shameless movements. The implication and the consequences of her actions totally lost over the burning sensation building up in her core. She had never felt something like that and to Hell with the outcomes. It was just too much damn tempting to pass by. When one of her movements sent her harder against his engorged member, Kagome had the satisfaction of dragging out of Sesshomaru, a hiss of pleasure through his teeth. She was pleased with the result but wanted more.

At first, Sesshomaru was a little shocked by the change in the young woman comportment. Where she had been a shy and innocent young woman, was now a veritable hellcat pouncing on him. But even in that state, she hadn't lost her apparent less experiences, another kind of innocence, and boldness in a way only the young are capable of. That was refreshing and really arousing for the demon Lord. When she started to move more and more frantically against him, it was as if something in him snapped. Red slipped in his eyes, making them even darker. It was time to end the game of the hunt of the prey and come to the kill. By her actions, she had proved that she was more than ready now.

Sesshoumaru's mouth went back crashing over her more than eager mouth. The sudden movement made Kagome grasp giving Sesshoumaru the ability to conquer her warm cavern again. As his tongue was exploring hungrily her sweet mouth, she let her foot came back touch the floor and brought tighter to her little form, the demon who was kissing with such abandon. His hand caressing her side went to join the other one on her hips. Slowly, taking care to graze lightly with his claws without shredding her clothes, his hands went lower on her thighs, making her shiver. But they didn't stop there. They went lower, griping the edge of her skirt and with a fluid and short movement, brought it to her waist. Then, his hands closed around her thighs and lift her body before nudging gently her legs apart with his knee, pulling her even more tightly against his hard body, and raised his thigh to press against her moist warmth. Instantly, Kagome broke the kiss and moaned louder than before at the contact, her hands griping his shoulders.

Sesshoumaru hissed softly when her hot body went in direct contact with his hardened length. Just some clothes separating the hunter from his recompense. He was almost overwhelmed by the feeling of her most private body part flustered so close to his goal. The world could end now, even that will not be enough to prevent him to reach what he was so much craving for. He knew he would have her. Just the idea of him sheathed deep in her hot dripping core, made the usually emotionless daiyoukai shivered with anticipation. His inner beast was clawing and growling with pure lustful joy to finally have what it had wanted from the start.

However, Sesshomaru reined his inner Beast. It wasn't the moment to fright her now by letting more freedom to his basest part. He grinded himself against her, making the woman sighed in blissfulness. His hands once more grasped her hips, forcing her pelvis to grind against his leg in a rocking motion, intensifying the pleasure coursing through her. A new wave of bliss went washing through her body, overwhelming her. Just before it's exploded, all movements stopped, making her whimper in need. But she hadn't the time to regain her breath to voice her displeasure. The demon Lord was way from having finished with her.

For Sesshomaru, it was so close but still too much away from his goal for his liking, he moved her higher, placing her just on his achingly aroused manhood, making her shudder in pleasure, her legs went to lock behind him, making any possible space between their two bodies inexistent. Sesshomaru growled, his chest vibrating in approval. One of his arms went underneath her butt to support her weigh, the other went to her face. He caressed her cheek gently as if asking her to open her eyes for him. Then, when their eyes locked, his mouth lowered towards hers.

At first, his lips just flirted with her owns but never really lingering more than a second, with his amber pools never wavering from her eyes, making her panting in want. Then, his mouth finally went more forcefully and hungrily on hers. He didn't waste a moment and plunged his tongue in her so welcoming hot mouth. His tongue went coaxing her sweet appendage to join his for a sensual dance at what Kagome answered more than happily positively at the invitation.

The kiss became deeper and more and more passionate as the seconds passed, their tongue caressing almost lovingly as lovers against one another. Kagome tried with all her might to keep her eyes fixed on his, to keep the challenge, but the sensation was so extreme that, from the intense pleasure, they slipped close on their own accord. She had never feel something like that in all her lifespan. It was incredible. The feelings were overwhelming but not unwelcome.

By necessity, the kiss was broken, leaving the two of them ecstatically out of breath. The hand that had stayed on the side of her head during the entire passionate kiss, his thumb had caressed her cheek softly, slid in a feathery caress along her jaw line, followed eagerly by the warm lips of the daiyoukai. His claws grazed delicately on her throat and went towards her collarbone but, this time though, they didn't stop there.

Sesshomaru was kissing, nipping and licking her throat as the same time as his hand was making jump, one by one, the buttons of her white blouse, taking care to rub softly his fingertips against the delicate skin of her beautiful blossom at each passage.

Kagome was too lost in a sea of hot and electrifying sensations, and to absorb in the feeling of Sesshomaru's warm mouth wandering over the side of her neck, to care that the very same person had just ruined her favorite blouse.

When the last button was cut off, Sesshomaru gave the side of her throat a last sensual lick then went observed his handiwork. He opened her blouse with the eager of a child opening a present on Christmas' Day.

The creamy and relatively well plumb treasure laying there made him literally drool all over. His amber pools flicked towards her face to find her, eyes closed, a dazzled expression on her beautiful face. Sesshomaru let a smirk slip on his porcelain complexion. He was happy and some kind of proud of the results of his ministration upon her and her reactivity. Her lustful sapphire eyes slid opened just in time to see his smirk slipped off of his face. She blinked in confusion. What was he smirking about? She put it under male pride. Ok, so he was gifted for those kinds of things but did he have to smirk arrogantly for that? She huffed softly. Men.

He looked back down and then, he saw something he liked very much and looked at Kagome with a glint of approval in his amber pools. Her bra was made to be opened from the front. A blessing in their current situation. He didn't waste any more time to unclasp it, freeing then his precious prize. Before she could even blink, his hot mouth fell on one of her breast, as his other hand went to massage her other one. His tongue went running around her nipple without touching it, making the knot of her stomach tighten even more. She was in heaven. It was a sin that thus man was so gifted in all he was doing.

Sesshomaru could have almost purred in pride with how much she was receptive to his touch. He was literally drowning in the intoxicating aroma of her arousal that was currently, at an incredible speed, invading all the inside of the box of the elevator. He was doing teasing circles around her nipple, taking care to never touch it. He wanted to make the pressure of her bloodstream to the breaking point or when she would beg him to truthfully take her right here and there.

Never before had he done that for a woman. No, never had he looked for his partner of the moment, her pleasure before his own. No, every time he was at that, it was to calm an urge, …his not hers. That don't mean that women that had the privilege to have been granted a night in his bed, had been neglected so far. No, none had ever left his bed before being truthfully well fucked and well exhausted, he smirked arrogantly for himself. None of those women has ever complained about his performance so far. It wasn't the problem. The difficult part was to make them understand that even if they had liked it, it didn't change a thing: one night was one night. Many had come back begging to win back his favor. But they don't have any power over his decision. However, that woman, that slip of a woman in his arms, he wanted to please her or at least try to until he wouldn't be able to wait for any more to enter her. Just the idea made him twitch with desire.

But, somewhere, beside the want to pleasure her, was the knowing feeling that if the pressure raise in her, the tigress that was sleeping inside her will, may be, come out to play with him. He already had seen some samples of the fire raging in his Hellcat. Yes, his. For the time being, until someone come to deliver them, she was all his, and he really expected to profit of the opportunity.

The tip of his tongue came, in circles, closer and closer from his goal. Kagome's breathing was more and more labored. She was biting her bottom lip to stop the cry that was trying to come out. But she couldn't prevent some mews from coming out from time to time. Her hands were locked on his head, her fingers intermingled in his silky silver mane, her blunt nails clawing, intermittently, into his skin.

His tongue lavished her breast again and again, more and more forcefully, and finally, his mouth closed around one of her nipples. Kagome moaned loudly. The tip of his appendage flicked one, two times on her hardening nipple and continued like that as his hand went pinching her other one. Her back arch in pleasure, her hands clenching on his head, making the DaiYoukai currently comfortingly installed on her chest growled in approval. He then sucked hungrily on nipple, nipping it from time to time with his fangs. Each time he was biting in her soft skin, she was arching her back, bringing her chest closer to his eager mouth, and her nether region went grinding against his aching member.

Each time, Sesshomaru went more and more forcefully. It was heaven. How could he have guess that human woman was so delicious? So responsive? No, it was a trait of that little miko he was pinning against the wall. There was something different in her. He had seen it since the beginning, even if he had tried to deny it, his beast had persisted. He had been draw to her, like moth to flame. That was that innocence, purity in all her body language that can draw in a dark beast like himself.

With eager movements, Kagome opened his shirt rapidly. Sesshomaru released her chest to graciously assist her to remove it by shrugging his shoulders. Her fingers glided in feather touch on his opalescent skin, following the drawing of his muscles, hypnotized. She was in awe at the perfectness of his body. It was really unfair that someone could be so perfect, but she will not complain at the moment nor would she let the giggle that was trying to come out like a school girl, at the idea that at this point, he was all hers. The DaiYoukai shivered at the sensation of her timid and innocent but very sensual and exciting touches. Sesshomaru smirked at the cute face she was making right now as she was drank in the sight of him. He was more than please that she approved of his body.

Then, his mouth went back to its previous occupation. His mouth went to close tighter than before on her nipple, almost drawing blood, as his fangs were nipping and grazing her sensitive skin. She was liking it a lot, apparently, her writhing body shuddered against him, a soft moan slipping pass her rosy lips. It was like if he could taste her purity, the purity of her aura on her very skin. Her purity was making the tip of his tongue twingle, not an unpleasant feeling, more like addictive. When he decided that that breast had enough attention, switching to the other.

His now liberated hand trailed down her side and went to post itself under her butt with the other.

Slowly, his thumb did circular movements in tempo with his tongue on her nipple. Her arousal spiked again in response. Then, leaving her chest, his mouth came higher, licking and nipping the side of her throat. At the same time, his hand went lower and passed underneath her panties, seeking her treasure. With delicatenesses, his deadly claws slid between her feminine folds. When she felt his fingers there, she gasped, eyes wide opened. She was dripping wet, he noted with satisfaction and pride, rippling with her want and need of him.

Sesshomaru continued to lavish her neck, enjoying the sound of her softly crying out in shock as he stroked over her with the tip of his finger. He was playing with her clitoris making her groaned and her causing her nails to claw into his back, almost drawing blood. It made the daiyoukai hiss in pleasure. The spitfire was showing her claws, and the demon Lord was very pleased. His eyes became a darker and darker shade of amber, the red clearly out now. He couldn't have enough of her. He continued, his mouth trailing on her jaw, before crashing hungrily on her mouth, ravishing her sweet cavern.

The excitation was becoming higher and higher, and Sesshomaru was close to the limit of his patience. He withdrew his finger, making her whimper at the lost. He almost chuckled at her reaction. With a swift movement of his hands, her panties were no more, and he kissed her again. Just one more barrier of clothing and he would have his prize.

She felt him moved but didn't know what he was doing, but if he was continuing what he was doing to her body, she could not care less of the other things he could be damn well doing too.

She opened her eyes. His amber pools glanced right back at her so intensely and so animalistic, she shuddered. By the color of his eyes at this moment, his beast was out too. Strangely, she was more aroused than alarmed.

His two hands gripped her hips, his claws pinching tight, drawing some drops of blood. Kagome whimpered slightly at the small pain, but her eyes shown him her appreciation.

Sesshomaru positioned himself and quivered lightly as he pushed only the very tip of himself inside of her.

Kagome felt something rubbing the lips of her private place. Her sapphire eyes opened wide with fear when her mind recorded what he was about to do, but before she could utter a word, he slide in one rapid movement his full length into her, her body stretching painfully around him. Her head was thrown back, her scream of pain echoing in the entire elevator. The vigor of her scream made the walls of the box trembled. It was like if he was ripping her apart, a pain as she had never felt before. She almost choked with her own breathe. To stop her cry, she bit hard her bottom lip. They said it hurt but she had never thought it would be that painful.

What he had encountered there had shocked him so much that the red evaporating totally, leaving his vibrant golden eyes out again. He was beyond shocked. She was…she was…? He thought, dumbfounded, not even able to formulate the word in the confine of his mind.

He tried to capture her gaze for an explanation but couldn't. After releasing her cry, her forehead fell on his shoulder, her hair falling like a curtain around her face, enough to hide her face from his questioning gaze. He could feel her tears running down her soft skin of her cheeks and running down along his neck and shoulder. His heart tightened at the realization that he was the only one to blame for her pain. His teeth ground on each other with the difficulties of staying still. She was so tight, not moving was painful, but he had to do that for her after the stupidity he had just committed. Why hadn't he realized that she was innocent as much in body as in mind?

He gathered her stiffer in his arms and gently, purring softly to try reassure her, and with the most care to not move one muscle unnecessary, as if his precious package were made of crystal, he laid down, her beneath him. His inner beast was whimpering pitifully `cause of the pain he inflicted to her since he didn't know she was virgin. He looked down at her to see how much damage he had done by his inconsiderate foolish action. She was biting her lip so hard that she was almost drawing blood. Her breathing was erratic and her so beautiful eyes were closed so very tight, tears streaming her face. Not able to find his word to express how much he was sorry, he nuzzled her cheek softy, silently praying for her to open her eyes for him once more.

He was ready to see anger shining in the depth of her sapphire pools, but when they flicked open, all he saw was understanding and trust. How could she look at him that way when he just ripped her virginity savagely away, with the eagerness of a pup, without a care for her?

She locked her gaze on his. She saw so much sorrow and distress in consequence of what he had done to her, she took pity on him. She tried to forget the tiring pain she was feeling in her nether region, and tried to smile reassuringly at him. It came out more like a grimace, but Sesshomaru seemed to have understood.

“I'm…I'm fine.” She said, breathlessly in a whisper.

One of her trembling hands went to stroke his cheek to reassure him further that she was ok. He leaned his face against her warm palm, his eyes shutting down, hiding his remorseful amber pools. For someone else, it would not have been important for him, but she was different. She tried to reassure him again that she was fine but his beast continued to whine in distress because in addition to the pain he could fell he'd caused, he could smell the blood from his foolish actions.

Her fingers glided through his silky hair as a way to say his apology was accepted. Sesshomaru let a growl of admiration pass his lips. Wanting to do something for her and unable to stop himself, he started to lick her tears. Usually, Sesshomaru would have been horrified of what his Inu instincts was making him do, but no one was around and it was all he could do to express his apology and gratefulness of her reaction in their current situation. He would consider the implications later.

At first, Kagome was shocked, someone as stoic and emotionless as the demon Lord on the top of her, was acting so much like… an animal. It put even more in evidence that he was a Youkai and not a human.

Sesshomaru continued to lick her, as he was fighting with himself to stay still as long as possible. But she was so tight and warm, oh so very warm, it was like a vice hold in an inferno, and he had more and more difficulties to stay put. He had seen that she had tried to talk to him just before he entered her, but he was so afraid that she had changed her mind and was about to push him away, that he had acted…rather bluntly, without thinking. It was making his self reproach as worse.

When he was satisfied with her face, he ceased lavishing her cheeks and looked down at her. Her breathing had calmed down, and she was looking back up to him with a calmness that astonished him. Eyes locked, he drew himself out almost entirely and stopped. He almost winced as the smell of her blood reach him more forcefully. He nuzzled her cheek when she had closed her eyes at his movement.

Her sapphire pools slide back open and on fixed him a moment, then she nodded, encouraging him to continue. He couldn't wait for any longer, he thrusted himself into her deep and fast. He halted then again, gritting his teeth at the painful vice like hold her womb was forming around him. He didn't want to stop, but he wouldn't be able to look at himself in a mirror again if he kept hurting her. He felt her moved a little beneath him, her arms circling his neck.

Slowly at first, he started to move in her, his gaze never departing from hers, to be sure that she was ok. Little by little, the tenseness of her body vanished. At a particular deep thrust, she cried out, as her body wrapped reflexively around him. She was clenching him, she was so hot, tight and moist around him…, he couldn't control himself any longer. He began to push himself into her hard and fast, forgetting her lack of experiences at this moment.

Kagome gasped, moaning wordlessly as she tried to rock her hips against his thrust, lifting herself, so he could bury himself deeper. The pain was almost just a souvenir as intense pleasure coursed her body. To show his appreciation, Sesshomaru started to lick her neck, a jarring contract to his violent thrusting. Intensive pleasure was going through every inch of her body. The pressure in the pit of her stomach was growing greater and greater.

Sesshomaru could feel that she was already close to her end; the sensation of her own pleasure gripping his manhood was making it harder and harder for the demon Lord to not release before her. She was squeezing him so very tight that it was bringing him towards his own orgasm faster than he had thought it was possible.

Kagome was shaking her head, her human nails lacerating his back, and her womb clenching even more firmly around his thrusting length. She wanted to fight it so that it could last longer, but she simply couldn't anymore. Not when she could somehow feel that he was near too.

He snarled. His thrust became sharper and jerkier. He was so so very close, and she could feel that he was doing his best possible to hold it back, waiting for her. The wait was coming to its end.

Sesshomaru let a pained groan as he felt the orgasm tear through the woman beneath him. Her blunt nails clawed his back even harder, drawing blood and even more gratification for the DaiYoukai between her legs. She rolled her hips and finally, he snapped. Sesshomaru growled loudly and released deep within her, coating her womb. She moaned, her nether muscles gripping tightly in ecstasy around him, the thrusting of his hips becoming even more violent. She moved and he slid himself into her one last time fast and hard and still.

To not fall on her, he withdrawn himself from her still quavering womb, and rolled onto his back beside her, highly satisfied and exhausted. All his muscles were trembling from the aftershock of his release. He looked at her and found her still breathing hard, smiling tirelessly at him.

“Wow.” Was all she said.

He chuckled. “Indeed.” He slid an arm around her shoulders, guiding her unresisting form to lie against him. Immediately, she cuddled against him. He reached for his coat and put it on their two bodies. She nuzzled her visage against his broad chest in appreciation and shut her eyes.

“G'night.” She mumbled through a yawn.

“Hn.” Was his only answer.

This day had been very tiring for the demon lord mentally as well as physically. He smirked with pride. The day had really badly started but what end! He thought, amused, his amber eyes twinkling.

He could hear by Kagome's even breathing that she was already sleeping. It seemed like he had indeed tired her out, he thought arrogantly. She was really incredible, this little human, looking down at her one more time. Slowly he allowed his eyes to slide close, planning on simply resting, but within two minutes he slept.

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End of the part 6.

(author blush) (cough, cough) so, what you think? Hope you like it. You can't even guess how much time I used to be able to write that part. (sigh from exhaustion and fell back on my chair)

I was really anxious to know if I was able to write that kind of things at all. It was my first time so I hope it was ok. God, I was so stressed that I slept really little after sending the chapter for grammar correction to Kiyota.

But she reassured me and said that it was good so that's why I had the courage to put it on almost as soon as she gave me her corrections.

One more time, my friend, you have been of great support when I needed it and your work on this story is still as much appreciated and remarkable. Girl you are the Best of the Best! Thank you so so much for your help and beta-work on this story.

I wanted to thank too all of you guys that had taken the time to left a review. I know I have already said it before but you can even decipher how much it warm my heart to have your support. I'm like a little girl drinking at all your words, almost jumping up and down each time I'm receiving a message warning me of a new review :D

(blush) Anyway, the story is almost finished. ONE MORE PART and the curtain will fall, and the end. (sigh). I'm almost sad but from the start I knew it would end that way. All my others stories are in temporary hold so I could concentrate on this one and finish it.

In the next and last chapter, they will finally walk out of the damn elevator…or blessed elevator? (grin). One or the other they will be out, finally delivered!

Well, I'm off for now. I will try to post the last part as soon as possible.

Take care,

Sweetest angel