InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lady Kagome ❯ Chapter 67

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

“Already making comments you cannot uphold, Sesshoumaru. Ha! They say your name means Killing Perfection. You look like those human cross dressers,” Lucius leered.

“I’m not here to trade meaningless words with a cur. Now draw your sword,” Sesshoumaru replied coolly, his hand laying calmly on the hilt of Tetsusaiga.

Lucius drew his sword and charged Sesshoumaru, but at the last moment instead of slicing at the Japanese demon lord, he threw a punch with his gauntlet. Sesshoumaru easily side stepped the European dog demon and drew out his whip, sending it at the knees of his opponent. Lucius yelped when the whip sliced him right above his knee caps, but remained on his feet. The wound festered with the poison that had the whip comprised, popping and hissing to the demon's dismay.

‘Damn it. I forgot he contained poisons.’

Sesshoumaru waited for Lucius to attack him once more and had not been surprised when the demon used his sword this time. Sesshoumaru whipped out Toukijin and caught the attack. He threw the golden haired demon off easily, feeling the powers of his mating with Kagome come to fruition. Although she was meters away, it felt like she was touching his very soul.

Marik could feel Sesshoumaru’s jyaki and grinned. He turned to Kagome and said, “My dear, your mate is just coming into the full power that has been made possible by coupling with you. I am afraid our dear Lucius will not be with us in a moment.”

Kagome eyed Marik confusedly before turning back to observe Sesshoumaru. It was then that she noticed.

‘He is glowing pink!’

Lucius shook his head to focus as he got up from the ground. When Sesshoumaru had thrown him off, he had landed into the wall. When he regained his composure, he stood up and charged the silver haired demon once more. While doing so, he failed to notice that his enemy was glowing pink with purification powers.

Sesshoumaru smirked, seeing Lucius rush at him again, but became alarmed when the angry red light of Toukijin quickly became a calming pink.

‘Pink! That is Kagome’s purification powers. Toukijin has been purified!’

Sesshoumaru stuck Toukijin into the ground and drew Tetsusaiga. The rusty sword instantly transformed and both yellow and pink swirled about it.

‘I can see the crevasse between my power and his.’

He gracefully swiped Tetsusaiga in an arc, watching the power of his father’s sword and his mate’s power meet Lucius.

Lucius’ eyes widened as he saw the intense power coming at him. Before he could move out of the way, the sword’s wrath had encompassed him.

The whole arena watched as the power of the Kazu no Kizu died down, leaving no evidence that Lucius had even existed.

Kagome jumped down and ran to Sesshoumaru. He had barely turned around and found himself on the ground with Kagome laying on top of him.

Marik laughed as he approached.

“Well, Lord Sesshoumaru, it seems that you have won. Now that you have proven yourself to be a worthy mate of the Demon Queen, what say you?” Marik asked.

“I have nothing to say. It is my mate in which you must ask,” Sesshoumaru replied, and brought himself and a giggling Kagome to their feet.

“Yes, well Marik said that I could go home if I officially proclaimed him as Regent. I don’t want to be here and I don’t know what would happen if we were apart for such a long time, Sesshoumaru. I have waited over five hundred years to be with you and I won’t wait another if this position would keep me from you,” Kagome said, her eyes glistening.

“Then so be it. I will act as Regent. You will only have to show for important events. You will however have to mark each other in front of this assembly right now after I have made the proper announcement,” Marik informed them.

“But we have already marked each other,” Kagome replied.

“Yes, that may be so, but you must mark each other in front of the Council to make it official. Unfortunately, the old bloody bastards like a bit of tradition. Frankly, I think they are a bunch of closet perverts. Damn wankers! I have not seen one public marking that even I could not help feel aroused and that is uncomfortable enough knowing that others would know it,” the dark haired dog demon admitted. “Now, if you will excuse me.”

Marik turned to the assembly of demons and announced, “Demons and Demonesses of all the lands, Lord Sesshoumaru has proven himself to be worthy as mate of our Queen. They will mark each other and then return to their homeland. As specified by Her Eminence, Lady Kagome, I will remain as Regent to the Throne. Please observe the marking of Lady Kagome, Queen of the Demons and Lord Sesshoumaru, Taiyoukai of Japan.”

Kagome linked hands with Sesshoumaru and smiled. Sesshoumaru allowed the tiniest of smiles and leaned down to nuzzle her neck. Kagome did the same and could feel her inner beast awake. She allowed it and her eyes flooded red as she felt Sesshoumaru make long wet strokes with his tongue along her neck and shoulder. Sesshoumaru groaned, smelling his mate’s arousal, but fought the urge to tear off her clothes. He only needed to mark her, not fuck her in the middle of the court. He grazed his fang along her previous mark and then sank them in deeply. No sooner than he had bit her, he felt her teeth in his own mark. Both sank to the ground, drinking in each others blood.

The marking did not last long and so when they had finished lapping each others marks clean of the blood, they could smell the hall. It was alive with the scent of arousal from both male and female as Marik had said. Kagome giggled into his chest as Sesshoumaru brought them to their feet again.

“The mark has been completed and seen in front of the Council. Long live both our Queen and her mate,” Marik called out.

As the court broke out in cheers, Sesshoumaru lifted Kagome bridal style and made his way out of the room.

“Where are we going, koi?" Kagome asked, still aroused from the marking.

Sesshoumaru grinned ferally after blatantly sniffing in her neck, and replied, “Well, my beautiful mate, I want to ravish you again before we go home.”

Kagome laughed as the demon lord picked up speed to reach her room. With a yelp, Kagome landed on the bed.

“I would have done it on the floor of the room, but it would have made quite a bad impression for both of us,” he continued, quickly unstrapping his armor and untying his swords.

Both articles of weaponry landed with a clank on the floor of her room. She watched his eyes flash red and then amber again, before smiling seductively and deciding she would undress herself as well.

The only clothing she had was her dress and no under garments, so as she slid the dress from her body while still sitting on the bed, Sesshoumaru’s eyebrow rose.

“How convenient to not wear any undergarments, Ka- go- me,” he practically purred, slipping his hakamas off first.

“Of course, wouldn’t want to be a difficult mate,” she replied, her eyes half lidded with desire, and slid to the floor and approached him on all fours.

The sight of her crawling towards him appealed to his inner beast and he growled. She reached him and slid her arms around his legs as she rose up onto her knees. She brushed her lush lips against the inner side of his leg and briefly licked before dragging herself upwards. She could feel her inner beast
growl contently and wrapped her split raven tail lightly around her mate to caress him.

Her lips and fang lightly grazed past his inner thigh and Sesshoumaru could only see red. He was pleased to see his bitch giving him such attention and had never felt so content and close to his basic instincts as a inu youkai that he almost could feel his control on his otherworldly form slipping.

Sensing her mate's slip, she bypassed the foreplay. Naturally a dog would want submissiveness from his mate and to be satiated. With being a dog demon, it was similar, yet it would be unnatural and violent. She had plenty of time to welcome her bestial side with Sesshoumaru in the coming centuries. This was purely for his pleasure.

She grinned evilly and pushed the silver haired youkai down, not caring that they were not on the bed. She growled low and pounced on him, straddling him, eagerly taking her mate's cock in her hand and rubbing it to her wetness. Sesshoumaru's eyes rolled to the back of his head. He had not thought that Kagome would be so commanding with sexual matters, but it turned him on anyway. He groaned as she teased him with her rubbing and groaned loud when she finally,
with much boldness, sunk down on his dick. The feeling was so intense and he had almost came from it.

Kagome felt the slight onslaught of her old childish fears surface and try to reprimand her for her boldness of sexual prowess. However, with him filling within her completely, she quelched the thought and rose up, bringing her vaginal muscles over his cock and to the tip of the head before sinking down again. The sensations ripped through her and she did it again . . . oh so slowly. With her tight entrance and his largeness, neither complained. Kagome refused to close her eyes and focused on looking below to her heated body to her love.

Sesshoumaru brought one hand to grip Kagome's hip and the other to grope her breast. Kagome's inexperience was long forgotten as her enthusiasm with experimenting on how to pleasure him was practically making him insane. Gradually, she built a little speed but kept a steady pace, bringing herself to the
tip of his engorged penis, and then slamming back down to his hips. In doing so, it made contact with his balls and intensified each thrust exponentially.

'She is an avid lover indeed,' he thought ferally and then lost all trace of thought as Kagome briefly changed rhythm and sank down fully, rotating her hips slightly in a circular motion so that his cock was getting a personally deep feel with her pussy.

Kagome put her hands on Sesshoumaru's muscled chest and resumed riding him like before, but with more speed, conscentrating on making each rise and fall on his cock was tight and thurough. She cared less about feeling wanton in her display and simply let herself go with the rhythm. Clearly Sesshoumaru's eager and roaming hands said a lot to her on how well she was pleasing her mate. The motion of her body became one big sensation after another and she could feel deep within her pelvis an overwhelmingly wonderful sensation.

Sesshoumaru felt his mate's sheath grip him with such intensity and roared as he had long given into the mindless beauty of sex. Kagome's walls pulsed harshly, yet exquisitely around his member and he felt himself let go to his own release.

Kagome slumped over his sweat slicked body and Sesshoumaru grinned and knew that he looked like an idiot.

'An idiot for my Kagome.'