InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learning to Live Again ❯ Headstrong ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the characters, but I do have a Sesshomaru plushie, that wants to kill me, I think.

 

 

A/N: Warning! This chapter contains strong sexual content.

 

 

Chapter 2- Headstrong

 

 

“Indeed,” the demon deadpanned. A sinister smile gracing his bloody face as he methodically stalked her. “Tell me, woman, are you thinking to jump?”

 

Kikyo stared in shock. She didn't even know the demon could speak! He had appeared to be nothing, but mindless bloodlust with a lot of brawn and brute strength. Now it was obvious that he had some sort of intelligence.

 

Fire snapped into her otherwise dead eyes. “I'm not stupid!” she snapped. “The fall would destroy me.”

 

Lust flared in the demon's eyes again. She had the same fire inside as that girl she looked so much like. This one could just control it better. He would bring that out in her and she would indeed be an exquisite playmate for him. Perhaps he wouldn't kill her when he finished with her body.

 

The blood stained claws of his right hand reached out to touch her cool cheek. Kikyo jerked back from him, only to lose her footing. She closed her eyes as she expected to fall to the rocks below. The breath was blasted from her lungs as something wrapped around her waist tightly. Surprised eyes opened to see the demon looking down at her from the top of the cliff. She realized a neon green whip coming from his hand was the only thing keeping her from falling. He lifted her until she was pressed against him tightly. His single hand grasped her long hair and jerked her head up. “Did you think you could escape this Sesshomaru?”

 

She snorted. “Hardly. You startled me and I fell. That was all your fault! I already told you the fall would destroy me!”

 

He made a sound resembling Inuyasha's keh. “You are so headstrong, woman. You need to be broken in.” He bent his head to sniff the place where her shoulder and neck met. This action wiped blood on Kikyo's cheek, nearly causing her to gag. She could feel his confusion at his inability to catch a scent from her. He pulled back with his wild red eyes narrowed in irritation. “You look human, but you don't have a scent. Why is that? What are you?” The voice was gravelly, cold, and somewhat indifferent.

 

“I don't know.”

 

“What are you?!” he roared.

 

“I was human once.”

 

“And now?” His lips kissed her throat.

 

She shuddered. “Now I'm dead.”

 

He jerked back, one pink eyebrow quirked. “You're what?”

 

“That's why I don't have a smell. I'm not alive, but I'm not dead.”

 

He ignored the sadness in her voice. “It matters not because I will have you.”

 

Rain began to hammer down on them as his mouth took hers in a deep, plundering kiss. He backed away from the cliff and slammed the woman into a tree. His body pinned her in place while his hand cupped the back of her head. His lips once again began to ravage her throat. She brought her hands to his shoulders. “Stop.”

 

His hand moved down her body and slipped into her bright red pants. He slipped a delicate clawed finger into her body. Kikyo gasped, moving her head back and forth against the tree. “You might tell me to stop, but your body is telling me otherwise,” he whispered in her ear.

 

“I had no idea that something that is dead can be so hot and wet.” His finger moved into her deeper. He was pleased at her tightness. She wasn't a virgin, but it had obviously been a long time since the last time she had been with a man. “How long has it been?” He added another finger and began to pump them in and out rapidly.

 

She moaned in response. “A very long time.” She had no idea that she could feel this way. She felt all the heat in her body move to the area his fingers probed so thoroughly. She writhed against his hand, searching for something but not sure what. With Inuyasha, their love making had been soft, gentle, and new for them both. Kikyo knew this demon had much more experienced than she was. “I don't know much about this. My first lover was just as inexperienced as I was… We died one the same day within minutes…”

 

His mouth worshipped her neck. “How?”

 

She clenched her eyes closed tightly. “I killed him, because I thought he had betrayed me. I died from wounds inflicted by Naraku.”

 

“Naraku that bastard. Forget Naraku, forget the other man, just me. I'm the one touching you. Just Sesshomaru.”

 

“Sesshomaru!” She wailed as her muscles clamped around his fingers tightly.

 

He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. “Dead woman have a scent only when they are very aroused. And what a scent it is!”

 

His mouth clamped over hers again and he growled as he felt her tongue beginning to tangle with his own. His eyes stared into hers with unblinking red eyes as they kissed. When she looked at his eyes, she glanced away. His heavy erection pressed into her stomach and she blushed. His mouth pulled away from hers and clamped over her left nipple, pulling on it through her shirt.

 

Kikyo cried out again. Unable to control her hands, they burrowed in now rain soaked gray hair. She held her head to her as his tongue teased her sensitive flesh through the rough material. She gasped when the hand on her back tore the white shirt from her body. The coldness of the rain caused her breasts to become even tighter. The demon lord's hot mouth acted in sharp contrast to the chill in the air. His mouth moved to her right breast.

 

After lavishing her breasts with his attention, he sank to his knees in front of her. His chin rubbed against the abrasive fabric of her clinging crimson pants. His tongue traced hot circles around her belly button before dipping into it. His hand moved to her behind and he began to knead it.

 

Kikyo moaned, tightening her grip on his hair. She knew that she should be fighting to escape the lustful demon, but the feelings stirring within her were too great to ignore. It had been so long since she felt anything other than hatred, sadness, bitterness, or self loathing that she couldn't… no… she wouldn't give up the opportunity to feel something as amazing as what this demon was doing to her.

 

Sesshomaru growled as he worked his tongue in her belly button. He could smell the arousal a few inches lower on her body. His nose nudged her mound through her pants and she whimpered. His tongue lapped at her through the barrier. The taste was amazing. He had to have more! His hand tore away the pants, leaving her fully exposed. In an instant, his mouth attacked her core. Kikyo gasped, her head jerking back, sending wet strands of hair whipping around her. His tongue was buried deeply inside her while his fangs rubbed back and forth on her swollen clit.

 

Kikyo threw back her head and screamed. Her body shuddered and her legs shook so badly, she thought she'd collapse. “Sesshomaru!”

 

His long, rough tongue became more frantic as his mouth continued its fevered assault.

 

Small hands clenched in rain soaked gray hair as her breath caught in her throat. Kikyo whimpered when he pulled away. Fevered jade eyes pleaded with equally hot red ones.

 

“You taste so good,” he growled. Holding her eyes, his mouth began to descend to her core again. His tongue flicked out to touch her. Her scream of pleasure was muffled by the raging storm surrounding them.

 

Sesshomaru kept his eyes locked with hers. When she clenched her eyes shut at the moment she came, the demon watched her through half lidded eyes. Her back arched as she pressed herself against his face, her breasts heaved as her breath came in staccato pants. He felt his lust blaze to an inferno. He had to have her now! He moved her away from the tree, so his back rested against it.

 

Kikyo was suddenly jerked into his lap when his hand clamped around her wrist. His chest pressed against her back as her thighs draped over his. He raised his knees and pushed her forward, so her breasts pressed against his knee caps. She could feel his hand move behind her and an object much larger than his fingers began to enter her body.

 

“So tight,” he moaned in her ear. He thrust into her fully.

 

Kikyo groaned in pleasure as she moved with him. She clamped her legs tightly on his narrow waist. Her toes dug into the wet grass and soft, muddy ground as she moved with him. The friction of her nipples grounding into his muscled flesh caused her to gasp with each thrust. She grabbed his ankles, her hands were so small they didn't even encircle his ankle half way. She dug her nails into his skin and held on tightly, using her grip to move with him faster.

 

Sesshomaru growled as her blunt, weak human nails dug into his flesh. Listening to her sounds of pleasure, made him feel even more powerful. He loved knowing that he was satisfying his lover. With each powerful motion of his hips, his back scratched against the rough bark of the tree. He grabbed her right arm and joined their hands. He slipped their joined hands between her legs and began to rub them against her clit. He listened to her breath hitch and moved with more forceful strokes. Her free hand grabbed his left ankle even tighter.

 

“You're so hot, priestess,” he growled softly. He knew he would meet his release soon. Too much foreplay had gotten him too aroused to last for much longer. He knew she was even closer than he was. The sound of their skins slapping together could be heard in the lulls between the crashing thunder. The rain had long since stopped falling, yet a mist surrounded them.

 

She screamed again when the pleasure overcame her and her body went rigid. Her body went limp in his grasp as he continued to pound into her. Kikyo wailed in pleasure as she came two more times. Kikyo moaned as she felt his hot seed moving inside her after hearing his roar and feeling his muscled body go still. Finally his knees slumped to the wet grass, carrying her with them.

 

He was still breathing heavily as his legs sprawled apart. Kikyo shifted to accommodate him as he removed his hand from between them. She folded her arms and rested her head on them. She sighed into the wet grass she had been dropped to. That had certainly been better than her encounter with Naraku. Perhaps the day was starting to look up. She moaned softly when she felt his claws lightly scraping the delicate pale skin of her back.

 

Sesshomaru, being somewhat of a sadist, began to claw into her back, shocked when he saw blood. Knowing, it wouldn't kill her, he allowed his claws to drip their acidic poison into the bloody wounds.

 

Kikyo screamed in pain before she bit her lip. It felt like she was being torn apart by the demon. Tears formed in her eyes and trailed down her cheeks as she heard his dark chuckle.

 

Her scream of pain hurt his sensitive ears, but he dug his claws into her again, enjoying her screams. After he grew bored with inflicting her pain, his tongue lapped at marks on her back in a soothing gesture. He continued for several minutes, her earlier cries of pain and the unique taste of her blood made him hard again. He grabbed her rain soaked hair in his claws and jerked her back against his chest. Kikyo winced in pain at his rough action. “I'm much better than a human, aren't I?” He whispered with his lips next to her ear. His tongue began to trace the shell of her ear and laved a scalding path to her shoulder. His arm snaked around her to allow his hand access to her right breast. Lethal clawed fingertips pinched and tugged at her nipple mercilessly.

 

Kikyo gasped at what he was doing. “I don't know. I have never been with a human. My love was a half demon.” Sesshomaru made a face. The idea that she had fucked a half demon made him cringe, but it didn't matter because she was with him. “His name was…”

 

His hand moved to her left wrist and grasped it tightly. Without warning, he spun her body one hundred and eighty degrees though he was still buried inside her. “I have no desire to know what his name was.” He rose fluidly, carrying her with him. She had to wrap her legs around his waist to keep from falling and she crossed her ankles, resting them against the small of his back. She moaned when he slammed her back against the tree he had been leaning against. His mouth clamped over hers and he pulled out, intending on fucking her senseless when they heard a small feminine gasp coming from the woods and feet moving away from them.

 

Kikyo was so stunned for a moment, she let her legs untangle from around him. Sesshomaru growled, shoved Kikyo away from him, dropping her to the ground, and pursued the fleeing girl. He caught her without being gone even a minute and dragged the struggling form back to the clearing. With a growl, he slung her to the ground.

 

Kikyo stared in shock at the girl. She had shoulder length black hair and wore a white sailor shirt with a red tie, a pleated green skirt, white socks, and black shoes. She looked even more shocked and embarrassed than Kikyo. Kikyo closed her eyes. Of all the people to find out about this, it had to be Kagome. Today just wasn't her day.