InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagura's resolution, Sesshoumaru's heart ❯ Sweet surrender ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: Once again, Inuyasha does not belong to me. I'm just a fan.

 

Angellips, I've stopped putting the bolding on the speaking parts. But I thought I like to differentiate the non speaking parts and the character's thoughts. So, I kept the bold on the thoughts. If you have better ideas, let me know.

 

Nonschool: Thanks. Oh you have NO idea what I've planned for Kagura. Ha Ha You'll love her pitiful end.

 

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The furniture in the bath house was simple and practical, not a bit opulent. A pile of towels was folded and stacked neatly on one of the wooden steps on the way down to the water. Next to it was an elegant wooden rack, most probably for placing their clothing on, she deduced casually. The water was already hot and looking extremely inviting. Rin guessed that this ought to be HIS daily morning routine since Jakan-sama had obviously gotten up early to draw the bath.

 

Sesshoumaru took two steps down the deck and placed Rin into the water after which, he proceeded to disrobe swiftly. Within a short moment, he was completely bare and she swallowed hard at the sight him. He was so perfectly fair, haloing with an enchanting sort of feral beauty. His frame was not particularly huge, but all the muscles were taut and lean, his biceps clearly defined. His long hair danced in the steam as he lightly flicked them to his back after folding and placing his clothes neatly on the rack. Rin caught a glimpse of the large male organ in between his hips as he turned to face her.

 

He raised his eyelids to fix a glance at the girl, only to find her turning bashfully away, not wishing that he saw her staring at his naked form and especially at THAT.

 

She's still so shy, he pondered with a small frown. How do I make her feel more at ease with me? Sesshoumaru found that even HE could not answer that question, being just as new to this as she. He let out a silent sigh, then, headed ceremoniously to join her in the water.

 

Sesshoumaru's entrance stirred the stillness sending rippling waves towards the girl and at her injured arms. Rin shrieked at the needle-like sting caused by the heat of the moisture. Realizing what he had accidentally done, Sesshoumaru hurriedly waddled over to her, picking her arms up apologetically to lightly blow on them.

 

Ring was stunned by this so explicit show of tenderness by her ever-so aloof mater. He's so different now. He's almost… sweet, she mused, hoping secretly with all her heart that it'll remain forever so.

 

He began to plant a string of kisses from her palm up to her shoulders along those punctures, his eyes lifting now and then to capture her response. And before the girl could even suspect anything more, he had lurched upwards landing his lips upon hers once more.

 

This time, Rin felt less of the fear and became more receptive to the warmth of the moist contact. She responded, kissing him back lovingly.

 

Now, Sesshoumaru was taken aback by how the girl was now less susceptible to his amorous advances. He felt a sudden flare of wild excitement rising within him, but at the same time, worried that he might be too rough on her, bringing her undue pain. He drew her to him, putting his arm securely round her shoulder. They felt each other shiver with unhidden zest as their naked bodies were kneaded and pressed together. Even as she was drown in the sensation of their deep, lingering kiss, Rin could not ignore that strange rigid hardness pushing and ribbing at her thighs.

 

Her attention was immediately brought back as he parted her seams to plunge into her depths, tasting her casually again and again as she sighed breathlessly into his mouth, completely surrendering to his claim.

 

While at it, his hand had slid from her shoulders to run down her back ever so sensuously, rounding and turning at her hips to trace the curves up her slender figure. Finally, he reached her full, well-shaped breast, gently caressing it at its side.

 

Minutes passed, Sesshoumaru finally pulled away and both were seated silently for a moment, giving each other time to recover.

 

“Is the water too hot?” Sesshoumaru finally spoke after he had calmed down, though not quite significantly.

 

“No, my lord, it's just fine,” Rin's reply was not as coolly made as his. The girl was obviously still trying to stop herself from panting too heavily.

 

She threw him a rather sheepish smile as she shifted a short distance away, then proceeded to dip her hair in the warm water, combing it through with her fingers. She gathered some fluid in her palms and rubbed vigorously at her face, the heat instantly causing her cheeks to turn to a healthy rosy red.

 

Sesshoumaru watched the girl intently as she went about her cleansing routine, admiring and severing her every graceful little gesture. He could not stop wondering how such unintentional and innocent movements could be so DAMN seductive. It was at this moment that he realized just how hopelessly he could be in love with her. The girl never looked more beautiful than she did now and he felt an immense swell of pride just thinking that she was going to be his.

 

Rin caught his smug stares from the corners of her eyes, and self-consciously, she stopped what she was doing and graze over to settle beside him.

 

“This place's really nice. I mean, I didn't know you have such a cozy bath in your chamber,” Rin tried to hide a giggle, recalling that she had never once seen her master use the communal bath house. “I thought…..”

 

A short silence followed, but was suddenly broken by…. Sesshoumaru's genuine laughter.

 

Rin shot him a puzzled look, her head tilted slightly.

 

“You thought that I don't clean myself, Is that it?”

 

Rin blushed deeply in embarrassment. “No, my lord,” she quickly corrected indignantly. “I meant to say that I thought you'd….” She always had this silly picture in her head; her master taking erotic baths surrounded by several lusty demoness, all ready to service him. OF COURSE, she wasn't prepared to divulge any of that to him.

 

“Well, it's nothing really,” she choked out, observing a tinge of disappointment spreading across his face.

 

Erm…. Sesshoumaru-sama. Can I … perhaps…. Can I touch your hair?” Ring attempted to quickly change the subject before she spoilt what could possibly be a really enjoyable and relaxing bath. Well, not that relaxing so far.

 

She lowered her head shyly, suddenly realizing just how bold her last statement might have sounded to him. To her utmost surprise, he merely leaned in closer coolly, obviously giving her the freedom to satisfy her curiosity.

 

Rin held up a shaky finger, tracing first the crescent on his forehead, then running her fingers through his fringe. She moved meekly to the back of his head and run down the long fair strands. Bringing some of his cascading tresses to the front, she began combing it through with her practiced fingers like she did for her own. Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, allowing himself to thoroughly enjoy the gentle caress of her nimble fingers on him.

 

“They're so soft and so delicate…. So beautiful,” Rin whispered in fascination.

 

“Not quite as soft and beautiful as you,” Sesshoumaru leaned forward, breathing the words into her ears.

 

Rin forced a smile as she felt a tingle down her spine. “No, I'm not that…..”

 

Before she could utter another word, she was shocked to see he was now staring straight into her eyes, about to close in for another kiss.

 

This time, Sesshoumaru's claims were more possessive, with a sort of passionate fiery. He forced into her mouth, reveling once again at how delicious she was. Now Rin did something that astonished him totally. She let her tongue search his shyly, and at this new and more intimate contact, Sesshoumaru's eyes flashed a deeper, darker shade of amber as he pushed into her further urging her on. For several minutes, they let their lips and tongues mesh and entangle, drowning each other with waves after waves of extreme ecstasy.

 

In the heat of the passion, Sesshoumaru's hand wandered down to brush lightly over the tips of her breasts, then, reached to cup one while mildly massaging and kneading.

 

Rin cried out into his mouth feebly, inclining toward his skilful fingers, wishing secretly for more.

 

Hearing her not-so-subtle pleas, Sesshoumaru released his claim of her depths, and instead, pursued to land a string of heated kisses from her throat down to the cavern between her bulges. And without wasting another antagonizing second, he turned to suckle her tips, occasionally nibbling at them mischievously with his teeth. Rin had become so helplessly lost by now that all she could manage was to cling onto his hair, rubbing them frantically in her sweaty palm.

 

Sesshoumaru swiftly moved in attempting to give the other breast the equal tender treatment, while rhythmically peeping at the girl's expressions and gauging her readiness. He smiled in self satisfactory when he detected that undeniable strong scent of arousal fuming heatedly from her skin, deliciously and seductively mixed with her own fragrance.

 

Suddenly, he pulled the girl up to stand on her feet, giving her a clipped but equally loving kiss on her lips then one on her tiny nose and finally finishing with a light peck on her forehead.

 

“I think we're done here,” he said, his voice husky and agitated.

 

“Yes, I believe so,” Rin quivered and swallowed hard. Taking a deep breath, she continued, “though I'm a bit reluctant to leave. It's really nice here.”

 

Sesshoumaru shot her with an incredulous look and a wry smile at that innocent remark. “We can always return later,” He then finished somewhat blandly…. “after everything.”

 

After EVERYTHING? Rin gulped audibly at that word.

 

Without waiting for her reply, Sesshoumaru carried her up in one big sweep as he stepped out of the water.

 

“Are you sure of this, my dearest?” he whispered tenderly into her ears. “If you follow me to my bed now, there'll be no turning back. I WILL NOT stop even if you beg me to.”

 

Preferring to give a silent consent, Rin pressed her palm on his muscled chest, planting a light kiss there. She lifted her eyes to meet his with a dazed smile.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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