InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In The Lap Of The Gods ❯ In The Lap Of The Gods ( One-Shot )

A/N: Now we come to the third album (Sheer Heart Attack) and, thus, the third piece in our Queen challenge. We got to stick to our fave pairings for this one. Thank goodness, too - no one writes Sess/Kagura quite like me, if I do say so myself, and I'm never more comfortable than with that pairing... unless it's Naraku/Kikyou apparently. Anyway, Kira made an excellent choice for my pairing in In The Lap Of The Gods; the original, not 'revisited.' The first line in italics indicates the specific lyric I had to work in there. Here it goes, hope you all like!
P.S. For some reason, when I hear the song given as my prompt, I always think of a picnic. Don't ask me why, I just do. Anyway, I worked from that idea. This is canon (as it can be) by the way.

In The Lap Of The Gods

Anything you ask I do for you…

“Comfortable?” Kagura leaned close. She thought better of her inquiry, realizing as she asked that it would be rather difficult for him to respond immediately given the chunk of his favorite youkai food dangling above his lovely lips. He finished chewing the bite he had eaten of it and lay back, tonguing his lips for any missed morsels.

“Yes,” he replied. He closed his painted lids, relishing the breeze that swept over them in the clearing, the sun touching him through it like warm, pliable fingers. There wouldn't be many days left like this. The blue sky would soon give way to gray; the once puffy white clouds would darken and threaten rain. Seasons changed and years passed but it meant little to a demon like him. Nor Kagura, who lived only to serve him and would all his long days if he wished it of her.

“Thirsty?” The wind sorceress took up the ceramic flask of sake at her side and poured some into a cup.

“Does it require me to sit up?”

“No,” Kagura smirked, “I'll pour it directly into your luscious mouth. You know anything you ask I do for you.”

Sesshoumaru opened his heavy lids, gold eyes shifting languidly in her direction. “Maybe later. Go ahead. Drink up.”

“You want me to get drunk?”

“It makes no matter, does it? Anything I ask, you'll do regardless; am I correct?” A tiny smile quirked his tight lips, drawing an impish grin out of the wind user herself. How lucky was she to be in service of the Lord of the Western Lands and that she was one of two people she knew of that could make him smile without malice behind it. The only other person to see this more relaxed side of him was Rin, but she was off playing the in the forest with Jaken in tow, nowhere near them now. This expression belonged to Sesshoumaru and Kagura alone, as did this moment.

He reached a clawed hand out to her, those gold eyes tracing the curve of her rear. She blushed, the urge to cover her red face with her hands quelled as he sat up and took the hand planted on the ground nearest him into his. His fingers curled around hers carefully, special attention paid that his claws didn't catch in her supple flesh. They met eyes and a palpable heat spiked between them.

“We are alone,” he breathed, pulling her onto his lap.

“I know.” She trembled when his touch grazed her silk-clad thigh. He brushed her lips with his and she was overtaken with glee, her breath reflecting from his face in short hot pants as his kiss finally planted, firm but sweet. His tongue parted her lips and slipped into her mouth with lusting force, a muffled moan escaping her throat. The dog demon allowed himself to fall backward, pulling her down with him as he did so, his hand then sliding down over her rump. Kagura shivered as his fingers crawled up her body, creeping beneath the layers she wore, and smoothed back down, taking her kimono with it.

The textured skin of her scar prickled under the sun, but she didn't mind. She was with her glorious lord and that was all that mattered. He was the one that freed her, the one that chased her darkest nightmares away. His loving hand was soothing and it would reward her for the hell she paid in the grip of her former master… as well as her good service to her new master. This service she rendered not only as her redemption but because she loved him.

“Anything you want of me is yours,” she murmured against his lips, “Anything.”

“Right now, I just want you.” He gave her healthy bottom a firm squeeze. “The rest we leave in the lap of the gods.”

“Sounds good to me,” she beamed under lazy lids. The wind demon settled over her lord's swelling manhood, smiling between kisses. Passing clouds crossed the sun and a gentle breeze caressed them, stealing in secret places clothes often hid, wild as the moment.