InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Itching for Trouble ❯ Chapter 3

A/n the first part of this chapter is a back story, that kinda flows from last chapter. Afterwards, it will be a continuation of the 1st chapter which can be considered the present.

 

 

She tried to bide her time with many males, inu youkai, humans, ookami, and even a neko. Hell she even got so desperate that she made a kitsune transform into her own personal version of him. But while he was able to fool her visually, his movements could not compare with those of her hanyou, and she had killed him for his failure to get her off. After several months of torturing herself she decided to find him, and she did. It was a hell of a lot easier than she thought it would be, and she was quite upset at herself for not doing it earlier.

 

 

Like their first meeting he was pissed off and redecorating the terrain when she tackled him from behind and stripped him of all of his clothes before getting on all fours with her ass high in the air begging him to fill her. That was the first time he had ever taken a female like a true Inu Youkai, and it ignited instincts inside of him that had her swollen for hours.

 

 

She didn't know how he explained to his group when he would leave them for hours to be with her, but she didn't care as long a he kept scratching her perpetual itch for him. What he did before and after wasn't any of her business, and she wouldn't make it. She knew he didn't want anyone from his camp finding out about their “activities,” but she really wasn't concerned if anyone else found. She was her own bitch and more than capable of taking care of herself, as was he, for she knew that despite his ancestry his power rivaled that of his own sire. He gave her a personal demonstration of his brute strength during one of their most violent encounters.

 

 

She was almost too ashamed to admit it, but that particular one had been her favorites. She didn't know the details concerning the reasons behind his foul mood, but InuYasha was pissed beyond reason when he had come across her. She could feel the pulsing of his blade at his side as his eyes continued to switch between a fiery ember and a scarlet red. She could feel his aura pressing down on her with its strength, but she was not afraid. No, she could never fear her hanyou, for she wanted him in any form he had to offer. When he caught her aroused sent, he barked orders to her in a language she didn't think a half-breed was supposed to know, but she didn't question his call for her to submit. She did so willingly, and was repaid handsomely for her easy compliance.

 

 

The coupling was fast and furious and seemed to have no end. His youkai, being the most dominant at the time, took control and made sure that she took it all on her hand and knees. That night he fucked her raw, and she couldn't get enough. Blood was everywhere, some of it was hers and some of it belonged to him, but most of it smelled like it belonged to humans. How the blood got on him, she didn't know, nor did she care, all she knew is that the scent of it got them so hot and wild that they went at it for hours and hours. His cum filled her so many times that she was coughing it up for days after, but she had enjoyed it immensely.

 

 

When InuYasha's demon was finally sated and he receded, the hanyou too demanded a couple of rounds for the road. He was initially shocked by the existence of the human blood, but since she didn't know or care how it got there, she simply used her tongue on his entire body to rid him of it, before she begged him to take her in her new favorite position. She wasn't sure if she'd ever tell him, but she loved to watch the fire explode in his eyes when he came inside of her. That was a memory she wanted to replay and keep for the rest of her days.

 

 

That had been the last time she saw him until now. It was probably the longest separation they have had since their first time together. The extended period was why she was forced to reduce herself to the human male, but while he wasn't horrible at tasting her, he wasn't quite big enough to fill her the way her hanyou did.

 

 

Feeling him grow hard inside her again, she began to bounce herself up and down on his staff as he worked on her breasts. He knew exactly where she needed him the most that was why she kept coming back for more. Moving her hands to his ears, she rubbed and massaged them until she was forced to let them go when InuYasha grabbed a hold of her hips and shoved her hard against the bank of the hot spring. Increasing his pace, he rocked her hard until they both found their release for the final time that encounter. Giving her one final kiss on the lips, InuYasha lifted himself from “his bitch” and dunked his head back under the water. He knew that when he returned to the others, that he would have to be clean unless the nosey kitsune would alert the others to his change in scent.

 

 

After making sure that his scent was fresh, InuYasha came out of the water to find his demoness lying naked on the bank, apparently asleep. Although her breathing was even, he was sure that she was just as alert now as she would be with her eyes wide open, so he redressed himself and setoff for the village without a second look.

 

 

In his rush to return the village, the hanyou failed to notice the demon lord who had stepped out of the foliage into the clearing he had just occupied. With his nose high in the air, the DaiYoukai looked at the naked demoness who had yet to move or open her eyes.

 

 

In a cool and calm voice that betrayed none of his rage, the demon lord asked, “When did you decide to become the whore of a hanyou mother?”

 

 

Without missing a beat, the demoness replied, “As soon as I heard of his conception, I said to myself, `If he lives long enough, I would like to give him a try,' so son you can say that I became his whore even before he was born.”

 

 

Catching the almost inaudible intake of breath, the demoness smiled to herself at her son's discomfort before she asked a question of her own, “What is it that you want Sesshomaru?”

 

 

A few moments passed before her son responded to her inquiry, and if it wasn't for her sense of smell she would have sworn that he had went on his way. But she knew her son better than that, in fact she already knew the answer to her question. Sesshomaru had been in a one-sided rivalry with his brother since he too found out about his conception, and the sacrifice of their father for his second son served only as sparks for a greater conflagration of hatred that has lasted for centuries. It was all pretty trivial to her, but it was not her fight until she too fell for the charms of the young hanyou.

 

 

Now her son's anger was set on her, for “betraying” him by falling for his so called enemy. Preparing to flip herself onto her stomach, she raised her head and opened her eyes, prompting her son to speak.

 

 

“This Sesshomaru would like for his mother to behave in manner more fitting of the mate of the late Inu no Taishou and stop dirtying herself with his bastard half-breed son. That mother is what this Sesshomaru wants.” Turning on his heels, Sesshomaru was almost surprised when his mother cut off his path by standing in front of him in all of her naked glory.

 

 

Stepping up to her son, she placed two delicate hands onto his smooth face and gently traced the house markings his father passed down to him. Rising onto her toes so that she could have better leverage, she looked him in his hard and cold eyes, and asked him, “Is that all you want my boy?” before she brought his mouth down to hers.

 

 

The kiss swept upon his lips like a gentle wind and only lasted for a moment, but when he felt his mother begin to pull away Sesshomaru had to fight to his own urges to bring her back. The instinct to dominate this youkai bitch who had blatantly defied him and with a half-breed no less, was overbearing but he would not lose composure. She would be punished as well as the half-breed, but right now, when he was not in control of all of instincts as he should have been, would not be the time.

 

 

After holding his intense gaze for several moments, she smiled at him and said, “I know what it is that you want my son, but you will never have it. InuYasha is none of your concern, and he never has been. It was your choice not to get involved with his life then, and that was your right. But do not set your purpose on destroying him because you are jealous of what he represents. You are a proud Inugami and it is about time you act like it.”

 

 

Turning around, she set off to submerge herself in the warmth of the hot spring once again, hoping her words had finally hit home. Letting the water surround her, she felt the shift in the wind when he finally responded, “Only if you remember that you are a proud Inugami yourself mother and stop spreading your legs for half-breeds. The next time I catch you two together, I will not hesitate to kill him.” Without waiting for a response, the demon lord took to the skies, knowing that his threat would have the desired result.

 

 

And it did, for the danger that her son posed to her lover was very real. She was well aware of their past encounters and knew that the half-demon could hold his own, but the thought of bringing more danger onto InuYasha because of her lust for him dissatisfied the demoness, and she knew it would be up to her to fix it. Abandoning all airs and pretenses because of her fierce irritation with her offspring, the usually tranquil demoness growled low in her throat, and said to the wind, “Sesshomaru, your careless jealousy will not see to your glory but to your death. InuYasha is mine and I will do what I must to keep as such.”

 

 

When he was only a couple of miles away from camp he caught the unmistakable scent of tears, and he knew exactly who they belonged to. His encounters with his favorite demoness have always taken time, but this particular encounter took him away from his group for a lot longer than usual and he was sure that they all would notice. “Damn, I thought she would go home for a while after the whole thing, but if she was here the whole time… How the fuck am I going to explain away this one?”

 

 

The sun was already high in the sky, and he knew that his comrades would be rising soon, if by some off chance they weren't up already. From a distance he could see Kirara still standing watch outside, and knew that if he could get pass her, he might have a chance to grab Kagome and take her somewhere to talk without the comments and snares from the others. But when he saw Kilala peek an eye open and stare in his direction, all hopes to have any one on one time with Kagome went out the door. “Keh, that's shot to hell now, I better prepare my back for a couple of more sits.” He watched as Kilala headed inside to alert the others to his arrival, and before he could even touch his feet to the ground, he heard a distant “sit boy,” and he once again found himself acquainted with the ground.”

 

 

Sighing to himself, InuYasha swallowed all of his choice curse words and waited for the spell to let up. Once it did, he pulled himself up and began to wipe himself off when a fast-moving body barrowed into his chest and knocked him onto the ground again. A strong salty smell assaulted his nose, and he hesitated only a few minutes before he wrapped his arms around the sobbing girl.

 

 

He felt them, burning holes in his forehead, before he saw the hard glares the others were sending him as he let Kagome cry out all of her anger and fear on his chest. He knew he was wrong for leaving for so long, especially when he wasn't sure that she was mad enough at him to return home, but he just couldn't do it anymore. Ever since his first time with the demoness, he had become less and less tolerant of his situation and status with the group. Being with his Bitch helped him to achieve a level of freedom he hadn't had since he was a small pup. When he was with her, he could do and say whatever he wanted without her getting offended or upset about it. She let him be himself without complaint and that made him feel free. And it was getting more and more difficult to keep leaving freedom for this monotonous routine of playing the family pet.

 

 

He hated to see Kagome hurt, especially from his actions, but it was about time somebody gave a damn about his needs as well. Gently lifting Kagome up and out of his lap, he placed her onto the ground next to him as he lifted her face up by her chin with a gentle claw. Looking into her eyes, no words were spoken as he raised himself off of the ground and headed towards the well.

 

 

He could hear the confused murmurs of the others and Shippo's obnoxious shout, “Where do you think you are going baka?,” but he didn't care if they didn't understand. Kagome and he needed to talk and he preferred to do so without an audience. He was dog tired of their useless input, and if she wanted to speak with him without the bullshit and interruptions, she would follow him for once. Jumping into the well, he looked back for only a split second and smiled lightly to himself when he saw Kagome break into a run.

 

 

A/n

 

This story is a lot of fun to write, since I really like Sess' mom. So you can expect frequent updates. Thanks for the reviews and interest, and a big “good looking out” to unistar for telling me about the misplaced chaps. As always, thanks for reading and let me know what you think.