InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Innocence ❯ Lost: Battle ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Vague86 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.16.2007 | Updated On: 01.16.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.4K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.16.2007 | Updated On: 01.16.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.4K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
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Lost Innocence
by Vague
Summary:
Sesshomaru dislikes that Kagome holds the power over so many because she is the holder of the Shikon no Tama so every opportunity he gets he takes it to attack her, hurt her sosherealises taht she really isnt all that strong. Yet deep down he respects the power sheholds and one day their batle becomes something else, leaving sesshomaru to enjoy pleasing a forceful dominant Kagome. Worst yet, submitting to her whims drives him crazy with lust.
A Few Words:
Okay so this isnt exactly Cannon. I just wanted to write a story where sesshomaru was not dominant. I'm not sure that I succeeded gosh I'm almost positive that I failed badly. But I ask that you review pretty please and tell me what you thought. If I do not get many reviews or even any reviews as I'm not even expecting it then this will be either deleted or remain as a one shot. Thanks
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Chapter 1
As the cotton candy clouds drifted lazily through the skies, Kagome found a cheery smile playing upon her lips. The cool breeze whistled through the green leaves of the trees, a courtship, a natural flirtation. Lazy streaks of golden rays caressed the fertile soil, lending it its nutrients needed for a bountiful summer's harvest. A perfect day within a peaceful land. It sure is beautiful here the young adult woman thought as she took in the beauty around her.
It had been five years since her first trip through the enchanted well. An ordinary looking dried up well which had the power to transport her through time. Half a decade filled with battle, struggle for freedom, friendship, love and pain. She had come to realise that she had been touched by destiny. Her first journeys into the well had been predetermined leading to the final battle with the accursed hanyou Naraku.
Sinking gracefully into the soft grass, Kagome relished the feel of the cool soil beneath her bare feet and for a moment she sat there, on the heels of her feet enjoying that most simple of pleasures. With a wistful sigh, she shook her head at her daydreams and took up her gathering. She was almost twenty years old and had become fully versed in the art of her craft. She was a recognised healer around the countryside and a Miko with a great reputation. She was the Miko no Shikon, a title even higher than that of any king's; one that could get her the allegiance of just about any army in the known world from ningen to youkai.
Shaking her head again, her soft raven locks brushing her face softly, she returned to her herbs. She was experimenting on new herbal remedies that could aid the sick and dying. But today, a most beautiful summer Sunday, her mind kept wandering to the past. With a reverent hand, she plucked the healing plants from their earthy home, thanking Nature for her contribution.
She was the Miko no Shikon, yet she was no longer innocent. She had lost her innocence on the day that she had earned her title. The day that Naraku had died. Two years had gone by, yet every time she remembered it she felt the pain of tears. She had given up something huge for Inuyasha. She had given up her innocence so that he would be happy. They rushed up hot and fast, stinging her eyes as they hovered on the borders of her lids. A thick drop fell through. Her eyes hazed over as she got lost in the past.
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Their group was silent, tension hung through the air. At some point in time they would face Naraku. The whole world knew it. They knew it. It was just a matter of time. As grey skies crawled at a snail's pace over the heavens, autumn's chill crawled through their bones. They were all on edge, nervous. Frightened.
Yet when it had happened, they had been ready, the battle was heated, so many were waiting to lay their lives down in the name of the Miko no Shikon. Lords, Kings, Generals, Youkai and Ningen alike all heeded the call to arms. Yet in the end it had still been up to her, Kagome Higurashi. She remembered it clearly. Pounding heart, sweaty palms as her arrow and bow stood at the ready. Naraku was her target. Everything dimmed around her, the battle, the fighting, the death, blood gore, it all became irrelevant as she let her arrow fall. She felt the burn of her powers as they laced the tiny weapon with her strength. It wisped through the air, slicing the invisible slivers with a sharp twang. Praying to the Kami. She begged that it worked.
Time stilled as she watched it so close so close to Naraku. Pain seized her heart as he grabbed hold of the Miko vessel, Kikyo. The arrow pierced though her as it went through the dark hanyou and with a flash they were both gone, disintegrated, gone for all time.
Clenching her eyes shut, she felt life her life was escaping her. She had taken the life of an innocent. Clasping her hands to her chest, she bowed her head in a silent prayer for forgiveness as the Shikon no Tama floated above her. It landed within her hands softly. Sic a tiny thing to cause so much pain and heartache. Instantly it cleared as it laid within her palm. Fear so ripe slivered its way around her being. She was afraid. She could hear Inuyasha's sobs as he bellowed the name of his love. The battle was over but it was at a price and so she did the only think that she could.
With the jewel clasped firmly within her palms she made her wish. That the love lost because of this jewel may be brought back. I wish that Kikyo, who died protecting the Shikon no Tama be rewarded for her dedication with her life renewed.
A pained gasp left her lips as heat rushed through her. She clearly heard it. It was such a beautiful deadly voice. Every thing comes with a price. So that there may never be another battle over this jewel again, so that the wish may be pure the Miko must exchange something pure to grant this wish. She must give up her innocence. Without the innocence of a Miko-sacrifice the wish will be defiled and corrupted. Do you accept?
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That wish had changed her. She had given up her innocence so that Inuyasha could resume the romance that had been interrupted by Naraku. She hadn't felt changed. Yet inside she knew it. She was not the same. She was different. With a sigh she got up, herbs tucked safely within the pouch of her Miko uniform. Greeting the day with a cheerful smile, she strolled back to the village. Smiles bestowed to any who crossed her path, she entered her hut, next to that of Inuyasha and his wife, Kikyo. No one ever knew what she gave up so that Inuyasha may have his love and they would never know.
Greeting her friends, she went about making the daily meal before she would venture out for her run. It had become a custom of hers to spend time during the day running so that she could keep her being in health and good shape. As they no longer travelled as much as they used to, she found it a great way of keeping her being healthy. Smiling, she made her way out of the hut dressed in tights and a tank top. She truly did enjoy her life in the Feudal era.
Her headphones on, she started jogging to a song that she well knew, it set a perfect tempo to her running so that she never over exerted herself. She hardly found it necessary to travel with weaponry anymore as most knew who she was on sight as generally bowed to her respectfully rather than bother her and on other instances, she merely taught the others why she was so respected. Having mastered her powers, she found that not many could defeat her. She found a clearing and took a sit, sipping from her drink. It was still day time out so she really had nothing to worry about. Lounging upon the mossy back of a tree, she closed her eyes to enjoy the beautiful day
Startled, her heart pounded in fear brought on by self-preservation. She had fallen asleep, lulled into dreams by a peaceful day and steady beat of music. Something had woken her. She felt that startled fear of the unknown. Her being shivered. Her green eyes flew open and collided with golden ones. He was just sitting there opposite her, looking. A quiet battle of wills
“Sesshomaru…” she breathed in surprise. He had never really seen her as anything more than a human. Not breaking eye contact, her hands braced up against the tree pressed flushed against her back. Her actions slow, gripping the thick expanse firmly as she prepared a slow rising.
He said nothing, but she could feel it. He was dangerous, almost ready to attack. In a slow crawl she braced her back against the majestic tree as she pushed her body up, the rough bark scraping her tender flesh. Their eyes held, sparked.
Animosity.
He got up in a flourish from his crouch. There was a heartbeat of quiet. She was pressed against the tree fearful as they stared at each other. The world around them both remained silent, breaths held, suspenseful, and then he attacked. She felt her heart slammed within her chest as she threw her body to the side trying to flee. She always forgot that she held powers within her being. He always did this. Whenever he saw her he would attack, not meaning to kill but it still hurt as hell.
Today it was different. While she always run away from him not wanting to fight him, today was different. She felt… different.
Her body quivered in anger and self-preservation. Where she always ran, she turned on him with a hiss. She got satisfaction in seeing the surprise as it briefly clouded his eyes. That satisfaction was pushed away as she tackled him to the ground and bit him hard. She felt her human teeth break the skin as his blood coated her lips. He let out a hiss before violently throwing her upon her back. She slammed into the earth next to him. A cough escaped her lips. Her vision blurred as the pain overwhelmed her. It shot up her spin wringing a pitiful moan from her lips. She could feel blackness at the edge of her mind seeking to take control.
But she felt it. A shadow fell over her closed lids. Battling the impending darkness, she forced her eyes open. He was over her, one hand held him up above her as his poisoned claws trailed dangerously over the flesh of her throat. The threat apparent. Panic set in, clouding her mind.
With a frightened sound, she laid trembling hands over his chest and allowed her powers to surge through. A satisfied smile touched her lips as he looked at her with surprise just before she let her powers go. She watched as he flew over her to slam into a tree, crumbling into the ground and it awoke something within her, a beast, feral, hungry. Getting up, she took on a crawl. She felt different. Crawling upon the ground, on all fours she made it to where he laid.
A groan of pleasure escaped her as her powers charged through her being, empowering her. She didn't know what had come over her as she crawled over his sprawled being. Straddling his waist she felt her lips lift in a smile as he shook his head to clear it from the holy powers rushing through him. She felt the powers in her body infused within her palms and she ran it over his face knowing that it would pain him. Their eyes met again, charged. They were going to fight, hurt each other. But she was not afraid. He growled within his throat, she could feel the vibrations through her body. She trembled knowing that he had the physical powers over her to truly hurt her.
They played a dangerous game. She bit him again, just as hard as before so he could feel the pain. He groaned at the feel of her teeth breaking through his skin and pushed her off him. She landed on her back again, the wind huffing out of her lips with a strangled gasp. Before she could catch her bearing, he had reversed their position, straddling her, this time holding her hands so that she could not attack him. He growled as he lowered his face to return her bite.
She felt those rumbled travel through her skin as she watched the dangerous creature slowly crawl to her body neck he sniffed her. She let out a fierce scream as the fangs pierced her skin, drawing her blood. It hurt and so she began to thrash beneath him seeking her freedom.
“Not this time, Miko,” he growled at her actions. Her eyes flew open in fear. And she lost control of her powers as they surge through her body. The forest trembled as the enemies battled. He hissed letting go of her trapped hands and using it to her advantage, she pushed against his chest, again charging him with her powers.
She got up and ran. She couldn't beat him. She had to get away. He never stayed this long before and she was truly afraid that he would kill her this time. He yanked her fleeing being back to him. She slammed into his back. He growled at the physical contact. She trembled as his deadly hands wound around her body pressing her against him. As her back made contact with that masculine chest her face heated as she felt her body relaxed in a way she was not accustomed too. With a shrug she decided to enjoy the feeling and pressed her bottom into him wanting more of the feeling. She shivered and froze as the Taiyoukai behind her let out a surprise growl. Seeing it as her means of escaping she jabbed her elbows into his stomach and pushed away to escape his grip.
He groaned at the physical abuse and threw her to the ground. She bit her tongue as her body made contact with the ground. She gasped as she felt blood flood her mouth. Giving him and evil look she spat it out as she got up and slapped him in annoyance. Her eyes sparkled with her anger, her blood dotting her lips. He grabbed hold of her hands, pushing her roughly into a tree. She gasped at the pain, knowing it would bruise later and so she slapped him wit her free hand, a scream bubbling in her throat from the frustration.
He growled as his other cheek felt the sting of her slap. Leaning in he bit her lip till it drew blood. Tears sprung to her eyes at the pain and so she let her powers charge through her hands stinging him. She could see multiple red and purple spots on his exposed body where she had struck him with her powers as well as handprints on both cheeks.
She wanted to cause him pain and so as soon as he let go of her to escape the holy power she ripped at the simple silk kimono he was wearing till his chest was bare and pressed the charged hands to it. He grabbed hold of her hands with an angry growl but not before she had time let the powers surge so they both flew to the ground, her head hitting the ground as he rolled till he was on top.
He smirked at her and it was enough to anger her. Her cheeks grew red with her ire as she pushed at him. He only growled and held her down tightly till her skin bruised. Wrapping her legs tightly around him she was about to try to rock them to the side when she felt it. His eyes narrowed as a smile grew on her face. She had never been with a man before but she knew what it was and how to use it to her advantage. She looked up at him letting her eyes shutter she let out a lustful moan. Their little tussle had aroused her and so it wasn't hard to make it sound real.
She pressed into him, rocking her body against his arousal. A moan escaped his lips and his grip lessened as pleasure shivered through him. Taking her opportunity, she rolled them over. Lacing her hands with his clawed ones, she slammed them violently into the dirt, holding him down. He groaned as she held him down. He could easily dislodge her at any moment yet he was enjoying their fight.
His world almost blacked out as she bit him again, grinding her female heat into his arousal. He actually trembled from the sensations. Taking her offering he sank his teeth into her exposed neck. She yelped in pain, her back arching, pressing her closer to him. Forcing her hands away he threw her over him. His platinum hair littered with leaves and dirt, he hovered over her and she struck at him. Fighting her had aroused him and so he kissed her. It wasn't gentle, but a bruising punishing kiss, savaging her bitten lip. She cried out in pain and fear, as she looked into his eyes. He had not realised how far his control had slipped but he knew what she saw.
He smiled.
Predatory.
It was the scariest thing she had ever seen. He ripped her top off of her and took her breasts in his hands squeezing it, pinching her nipples. She began to struggle as he caressed her clothed breasts. But then he took her nipple into his mouth, pushing the bra away with a rough disregard and she lost it. As the heat encircled the sensitive flesh, her back arched off the ground in a fierce female hiss of pleasure. Heat travelled straight down her body, ending in a moist flush around her sex. Holding his head to her bosom she wrapped her legs around his body rubbing up against him in need.
She felt him smirk against her body and her eyes narrowed. She felt powerful and so she used his distraction and pushed him roughly onto his back. His angry growl turned into a hiss of pleasure as she straggled one hip and firmly grasped his covered arousal. She smiled as he relaxed into the ground, enjoying her gentle stroking. Let her service me. When I'm ready I'll use her body until she can't walk
She slowed her stroking until it completely stopped and waited for his blood red eyes to open. “You're mine,” she promised fiercely before she bit him. He growled in anger at her possessive claim. She was the bitch not him and he would show her. Her hands tightened threateningly around his arousal as he moved to push her off. “You're mine!” she said again, her charged hands pressed against his abused throat as arousal hummed through her body.
“Mine to do with as I please,” she started to stroke him again, freeing him from his clothing. He stood up proud, throbbing as precum slide down the shaft. Something took over her. She loved having that most powerful being beneath her, helpless… needful. She hardly knew what she was saying anymore. “Mine to pleasure as I want,” her strokes had become firmer, moving over his shaft almost lovingly, yet the hand at his throat, burning through his flesh said something completely different.
His body shuddered continuously as pleasure became pain and pain became pleasure. He throbbed so painfully yet she refused to give him what he wanted. The sting of her miko powers mingled with the pleasure of her stroking. The feeling was almost overpowering. He felt himself sinking into a world of torturous pleasure. Fingers of fire forked over his skin his mind focused on the hand at his throat bruising his flesh as he tried to thrust into the hand stroking him. Yet every time he thrusted into that warm hand, coated with his precum, she would press the burn of her powers into his neck and stop her hands leaving him close to whimpering.
“You're my bitch. Do you understand?” she asked looking at him. She could see the pleasure in his eyes. The red darkening until it almost looked black. He was close to losing it completely. He shuddered and she smiled as he accepted her words. She released his neck and swallowed his arousal. Her emerald eyes clouded with arousal as she sucked on him hard.
Closing her eyes as the thick shaft pierced her lips, she felt it stretch. A moan escaped her lips, as she tasted him. Her tongue swirling around his flesh as she slowly took him all in. It was her first time doing this yet she knew how to do it. She knew what she had to do to pleasure him. Holding his hips down, she charged them with miko powers so that her threat would remain. She dragged her lips over his flesh licking up all his precum.
He tasted good. She wanted more. Moaning, she moved her hands to his butt, massaging the flesh as she tried to get more of him in her. Ignoring his groan of pleasure she moaned enthusiastically as more liquid sipped out of his tip to flood her mouth. Lapping it up, she made a sound of annoyance as it was coming out fast enough. She sucked on him hard. Pulling his flesh deep into her throat and purred as more liquid escaped him.
He was shaking violently as she continued to suck on him. Her third suck sent him over, as her lips latched over his tip to vacuum his flesh within her moist oral cavern her let out a strangled growl and came hard and fast in her mouth, “Kami,” he groaned as he blacked out from the intensity of it.
Uncaring of his state of unconsciousness, she purred lapping it all up, massaging the softening flesh with her tongue until she had gotten all of it from him. She wanted more. She wanted to feel his hot flesh piercing her womb. With a grin, she released him from her mouth and undressed him. He wouldn't be unconscious for long and so using her torn shirt; she tied his hands to a sturdy branch and freed him. Smiling she straddled his thighs and began stroking his flesh, arousing him till his eyes opened with a moan of pleasure.
“You've been a very bad puppy.” She purred as she continued to stroke the hardening flesh. Her smile grew as he struggled against his restraints. “You came before I told you to. But no worries. I'll punish you well enough. Puppies must learn to obey their masters.” And she sunk over his arousal, enjoying the feel of it piercing through her moist sheath. She moaned out. He was bigger than she had thought. He filled her up. Stretched her. He felt good inside her. Her entire being quaked with aroused pleasure, causing her female sheath to clench around him repeatedly.
His mind clouded with pleasure, the Taiyoukai felt his cock stand up firm and strong as he heard her words. No one had ever spoken to him like that and he was beginning to realise that giving someone else the reigns to his pleasure was very arousing. He knew that he could be free at any moment but he didn't want to. He enjoyed having her take control. She was a worthy adversary and her forcing him to submit was more potent than any aphrodisiac.
“Now pleasure your master,” she demanded as she sheathed him within her hot flesh and he nearly came. He would play her game for a little while at least until he got bored of it. With a growl he thrusted up within her, revelling in her gusty moans and lusty groans of pleasure…
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by Vague
Summary:
Sesshomaru dislikes that Kagome holds the power over so many because she is the holder of the Shikon no Tama so every opportunity he gets he takes it to attack her, hurt her sosherealises taht she really isnt all that strong. Yet deep down he respects the power sheholds and one day their batle becomes something else, leaving sesshomaru to enjoy pleasing a forceful dominant Kagome. Worst yet, submitting to her whims drives him crazy with lust.
A Few Words:
Okay so this isnt exactly Cannon. I just wanted to write a story where sesshomaru was not dominant. I'm not sure that I succeeded gosh I'm almost positive that I failed badly. But I ask that you review pretty please and tell me what you thought. If I do not get many reviews or even any reviews as I'm not even expecting it then this will be either deleted or remain as a one shot. Thanks
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Chapter 1
As the cotton candy clouds drifted lazily through the skies, Kagome found a cheery smile playing upon her lips. The cool breeze whistled through the green leaves of the trees, a courtship, a natural flirtation. Lazy streaks of golden rays caressed the fertile soil, lending it its nutrients needed for a bountiful summer's harvest. A perfect day within a peaceful land. It sure is beautiful here the young adult woman thought as she took in the beauty around her.
It had been five years since her first trip through the enchanted well. An ordinary looking dried up well which had the power to transport her through time. Half a decade filled with battle, struggle for freedom, friendship, love and pain. She had come to realise that she had been touched by destiny. Her first journeys into the well had been predetermined leading to the final battle with the accursed hanyou Naraku.
Sinking gracefully into the soft grass, Kagome relished the feel of the cool soil beneath her bare feet and for a moment she sat there, on the heels of her feet enjoying that most simple of pleasures. With a wistful sigh, she shook her head at her daydreams and took up her gathering. She was almost twenty years old and had become fully versed in the art of her craft. She was a recognised healer around the countryside and a Miko with a great reputation. She was the Miko no Shikon, a title even higher than that of any king's; one that could get her the allegiance of just about any army in the known world from ningen to youkai.
Shaking her head again, her soft raven locks brushing her face softly, she returned to her herbs. She was experimenting on new herbal remedies that could aid the sick and dying. But today, a most beautiful summer Sunday, her mind kept wandering to the past. With a reverent hand, she plucked the healing plants from their earthy home, thanking Nature for her contribution.
She was the Miko no Shikon, yet she was no longer innocent. She had lost her innocence on the day that she had earned her title. The day that Naraku had died. Two years had gone by, yet every time she remembered it she felt the pain of tears. She had given up something huge for Inuyasha. She had given up her innocence so that he would be happy. They rushed up hot and fast, stinging her eyes as they hovered on the borders of her lids. A thick drop fell through. Her eyes hazed over as she got lost in the past.
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Their group was silent, tension hung through the air. At some point in time they would face Naraku. The whole world knew it. They knew it. It was just a matter of time. As grey skies crawled at a snail's pace over the heavens, autumn's chill crawled through their bones. They were all on edge, nervous. Frightened.
Yet when it had happened, they had been ready, the battle was heated, so many were waiting to lay their lives down in the name of the Miko no Shikon. Lords, Kings, Generals, Youkai and Ningen alike all heeded the call to arms. Yet in the end it had still been up to her, Kagome Higurashi. She remembered it clearly. Pounding heart, sweaty palms as her arrow and bow stood at the ready. Naraku was her target. Everything dimmed around her, the battle, the fighting, the death, blood gore, it all became irrelevant as she let her arrow fall. She felt the burn of her powers as they laced the tiny weapon with her strength. It wisped through the air, slicing the invisible slivers with a sharp twang. Praying to the Kami. She begged that it worked.
Time stilled as she watched it so close so close to Naraku. Pain seized her heart as he grabbed hold of the Miko vessel, Kikyo. The arrow pierced though her as it went through the dark hanyou and with a flash they were both gone, disintegrated, gone for all time.
Clenching her eyes shut, she felt life her life was escaping her. She had taken the life of an innocent. Clasping her hands to her chest, she bowed her head in a silent prayer for forgiveness as the Shikon no Tama floated above her. It landed within her hands softly. Sic a tiny thing to cause so much pain and heartache. Instantly it cleared as it laid within her palm. Fear so ripe slivered its way around her being. She was afraid. She could hear Inuyasha's sobs as he bellowed the name of his love. The battle was over but it was at a price and so she did the only think that she could.
With the jewel clasped firmly within her palms she made her wish. That the love lost because of this jewel may be brought back. I wish that Kikyo, who died protecting the Shikon no Tama be rewarded for her dedication with her life renewed.
A pained gasp left her lips as heat rushed through her. She clearly heard it. It was such a beautiful deadly voice. Every thing comes with a price. So that there may never be another battle over this jewel again, so that the wish may be pure the Miko must exchange something pure to grant this wish. She must give up her innocence. Without the innocence of a Miko-sacrifice the wish will be defiled and corrupted. Do you accept?
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That wish had changed her. She had given up her innocence so that Inuyasha could resume the romance that had been interrupted by Naraku. She hadn't felt changed. Yet inside she knew it. She was not the same. She was different. With a sigh she got up, herbs tucked safely within the pouch of her Miko uniform. Greeting the day with a cheerful smile, she strolled back to the village. Smiles bestowed to any who crossed her path, she entered her hut, next to that of Inuyasha and his wife, Kikyo. No one ever knew what she gave up so that Inuyasha may have his love and they would never know.
Greeting her friends, she went about making the daily meal before she would venture out for her run. It had become a custom of hers to spend time during the day running so that she could keep her being in health and good shape. As they no longer travelled as much as they used to, she found it a great way of keeping her being healthy. Smiling, she made her way out of the hut dressed in tights and a tank top. She truly did enjoy her life in the Feudal era.
Her headphones on, she started jogging to a song that she well knew, it set a perfect tempo to her running so that she never over exerted herself. She hardly found it necessary to travel with weaponry anymore as most knew who she was on sight as generally bowed to her respectfully rather than bother her and on other instances, she merely taught the others why she was so respected. Having mastered her powers, she found that not many could defeat her. She found a clearing and took a sit, sipping from her drink. It was still day time out so she really had nothing to worry about. Lounging upon the mossy back of a tree, she closed her eyes to enjoy the beautiful day
Startled, her heart pounded in fear brought on by self-preservation. She had fallen asleep, lulled into dreams by a peaceful day and steady beat of music. Something had woken her. She felt that startled fear of the unknown. Her being shivered. Her green eyes flew open and collided with golden ones. He was just sitting there opposite her, looking. A quiet battle of wills
“Sesshomaru…” she breathed in surprise. He had never really seen her as anything more than a human. Not breaking eye contact, her hands braced up against the tree pressed flushed against her back. Her actions slow, gripping the thick expanse firmly as she prepared a slow rising.
He said nothing, but she could feel it. He was dangerous, almost ready to attack. In a slow crawl she braced her back against the majestic tree as she pushed her body up, the rough bark scraping her tender flesh. Their eyes held, sparked.
Animosity.
He got up in a flourish from his crouch. There was a heartbeat of quiet. She was pressed against the tree fearful as they stared at each other. The world around them both remained silent, breaths held, suspenseful, and then he attacked. She felt her heart slammed within her chest as she threw her body to the side trying to flee. She always forgot that she held powers within her being. He always did this. Whenever he saw her he would attack, not meaning to kill but it still hurt as hell.
Today it was different. While she always run away from him not wanting to fight him, today was different. She felt… different.
Her body quivered in anger and self-preservation. Where she always ran, she turned on him with a hiss. She got satisfaction in seeing the surprise as it briefly clouded his eyes. That satisfaction was pushed away as she tackled him to the ground and bit him hard. She felt her human teeth break the skin as his blood coated her lips. He let out a hiss before violently throwing her upon her back. She slammed into the earth next to him. A cough escaped her lips. Her vision blurred as the pain overwhelmed her. It shot up her spin wringing a pitiful moan from her lips. She could feel blackness at the edge of her mind seeking to take control.
But she felt it. A shadow fell over her closed lids. Battling the impending darkness, she forced her eyes open. He was over her, one hand held him up above her as his poisoned claws trailed dangerously over the flesh of her throat. The threat apparent. Panic set in, clouding her mind.
With a frightened sound, she laid trembling hands over his chest and allowed her powers to surge through. A satisfied smile touched her lips as he looked at her with surprise just before she let her powers go. She watched as he flew over her to slam into a tree, crumbling into the ground and it awoke something within her, a beast, feral, hungry. Getting up, she took on a crawl. She felt different. Crawling upon the ground, on all fours she made it to where he laid.
A groan of pleasure escaped her as her powers charged through her being, empowering her. She didn't know what had come over her as she crawled over his sprawled being. Straddling his waist she felt her lips lift in a smile as he shook his head to clear it from the holy powers rushing through him. She felt the powers in her body infused within her palms and she ran it over his face knowing that it would pain him. Their eyes met again, charged. They were going to fight, hurt each other. But she was not afraid. He growled within his throat, she could feel the vibrations through her body. She trembled knowing that he had the physical powers over her to truly hurt her.
They played a dangerous game. She bit him again, just as hard as before so he could feel the pain. He groaned at the feel of her teeth breaking through his skin and pushed her off him. She landed on her back again, the wind huffing out of her lips with a strangled gasp. Before she could catch her bearing, he had reversed their position, straddling her, this time holding her hands so that she could not attack him. He growled as he lowered his face to return her bite.
She felt those rumbled travel through her skin as she watched the dangerous creature slowly crawl to her body neck he sniffed her. She let out a fierce scream as the fangs pierced her skin, drawing her blood. It hurt and so she began to thrash beneath him seeking her freedom.
“Not this time, Miko,” he growled at her actions. Her eyes flew open in fear. And she lost control of her powers as they surge through her body. The forest trembled as the enemies battled. He hissed letting go of her trapped hands and using it to her advantage, she pushed against his chest, again charging him with her powers.
She got up and ran. She couldn't beat him. She had to get away. He never stayed this long before and she was truly afraid that he would kill her this time. He yanked her fleeing being back to him. She slammed into his back. He growled at the physical contact. She trembled as his deadly hands wound around her body pressing her against him. As her back made contact with that masculine chest her face heated as she felt her body relaxed in a way she was not accustomed too. With a shrug she decided to enjoy the feeling and pressed her bottom into him wanting more of the feeling. She shivered and froze as the Taiyoukai behind her let out a surprise growl. Seeing it as her means of escaping she jabbed her elbows into his stomach and pushed away to escape his grip.
He groaned at the physical abuse and threw her to the ground. She bit her tongue as her body made contact with the ground. She gasped as she felt blood flood her mouth. Giving him and evil look she spat it out as she got up and slapped him in annoyance. Her eyes sparkled with her anger, her blood dotting her lips. He grabbed hold of her hands, pushing her roughly into a tree. She gasped at the pain, knowing it would bruise later and so she slapped him wit her free hand, a scream bubbling in her throat from the frustration.
He growled as his other cheek felt the sting of her slap. Leaning in he bit her lip till it drew blood. Tears sprung to her eyes at the pain and so she let her powers charge through her hands stinging him. She could see multiple red and purple spots on his exposed body where she had struck him with her powers as well as handprints on both cheeks.
She wanted to cause him pain and so as soon as he let go of her to escape the holy power she ripped at the simple silk kimono he was wearing till his chest was bare and pressed the charged hands to it. He grabbed hold of her hands with an angry growl but not before she had time let the powers surge so they both flew to the ground, her head hitting the ground as he rolled till he was on top.
He smirked at her and it was enough to anger her. Her cheeks grew red with her ire as she pushed at him. He only growled and held her down tightly till her skin bruised. Wrapping her legs tightly around him she was about to try to rock them to the side when she felt it. His eyes narrowed as a smile grew on her face. She had never been with a man before but she knew what it was and how to use it to her advantage. She looked up at him letting her eyes shutter she let out a lustful moan. Their little tussle had aroused her and so it wasn't hard to make it sound real.
She pressed into him, rocking her body against his arousal. A moan escaped his lips and his grip lessened as pleasure shivered through him. Taking her opportunity, she rolled them over. Lacing her hands with his clawed ones, she slammed them violently into the dirt, holding him down. He groaned as she held him down. He could easily dislodge her at any moment yet he was enjoying their fight.
His world almost blacked out as she bit him again, grinding her female heat into his arousal. He actually trembled from the sensations. Taking her offering he sank his teeth into her exposed neck. She yelped in pain, her back arching, pressing her closer to him. Forcing her hands away he threw her over him. His platinum hair littered with leaves and dirt, he hovered over her and she struck at him. Fighting her had aroused him and so he kissed her. It wasn't gentle, but a bruising punishing kiss, savaging her bitten lip. She cried out in pain and fear, as she looked into his eyes. He had not realised how far his control had slipped but he knew what she saw.
He smiled.
Predatory.
It was the scariest thing she had ever seen. He ripped her top off of her and took her breasts in his hands squeezing it, pinching her nipples. She began to struggle as he caressed her clothed breasts. But then he took her nipple into his mouth, pushing the bra away with a rough disregard and she lost it. As the heat encircled the sensitive flesh, her back arched off the ground in a fierce female hiss of pleasure. Heat travelled straight down her body, ending in a moist flush around her sex. Holding his head to her bosom she wrapped her legs around his body rubbing up against him in need.
She felt him smirk against her body and her eyes narrowed. She felt powerful and so she used his distraction and pushed him roughly onto his back. His angry growl turned into a hiss of pleasure as she straggled one hip and firmly grasped his covered arousal. She smiled as he relaxed into the ground, enjoying her gentle stroking. Let her service me. When I'm ready I'll use her body until she can't walk
She slowed her stroking until it completely stopped and waited for his blood red eyes to open. “You're mine,” she promised fiercely before she bit him. He growled in anger at her possessive claim. She was the bitch not him and he would show her. Her hands tightened threateningly around his arousal as he moved to push her off. “You're mine!” she said again, her charged hands pressed against his abused throat as arousal hummed through her body.
“Mine to do with as I please,” she started to stroke him again, freeing him from his clothing. He stood up proud, throbbing as precum slide down the shaft. Something took over her. She loved having that most powerful being beneath her, helpless… needful. She hardly knew what she was saying anymore. “Mine to pleasure as I want,” her strokes had become firmer, moving over his shaft almost lovingly, yet the hand at his throat, burning through his flesh said something completely different.
His body shuddered continuously as pleasure became pain and pain became pleasure. He throbbed so painfully yet she refused to give him what he wanted. The sting of her miko powers mingled with the pleasure of her stroking. The feeling was almost overpowering. He felt himself sinking into a world of torturous pleasure. Fingers of fire forked over his skin his mind focused on the hand at his throat bruising his flesh as he tried to thrust into the hand stroking him. Yet every time he thrusted into that warm hand, coated with his precum, she would press the burn of her powers into his neck and stop her hands leaving him close to whimpering.
“You're my bitch. Do you understand?” she asked looking at him. She could see the pleasure in his eyes. The red darkening until it almost looked black. He was close to losing it completely. He shuddered and she smiled as he accepted her words. She released his neck and swallowed his arousal. Her emerald eyes clouded with arousal as she sucked on him hard.
Closing her eyes as the thick shaft pierced her lips, she felt it stretch. A moan escaped her lips, as she tasted him. Her tongue swirling around his flesh as she slowly took him all in. It was her first time doing this yet she knew how to do it. She knew what she had to do to pleasure him. Holding his hips down, she charged them with miko powers so that her threat would remain. She dragged her lips over his flesh licking up all his precum.
He tasted good. She wanted more. Moaning, she moved her hands to his butt, massaging the flesh as she tried to get more of him in her. Ignoring his groan of pleasure she moaned enthusiastically as more liquid sipped out of his tip to flood her mouth. Lapping it up, she made a sound of annoyance as it was coming out fast enough. She sucked on him hard. Pulling his flesh deep into her throat and purred as more liquid escaped him.
He was shaking violently as she continued to suck on him. Her third suck sent him over, as her lips latched over his tip to vacuum his flesh within her moist oral cavern her let out a strangled growl and came hard and fast in her mouth, “Kami,” he groaned as he blacked out from the intensity of it.
Uncaring of his state of unconsciousness, she purred lapping it all up, massaging the softening flesh with her tongue until she had gotten all of it from him. She wanted more. She wanted to feel his hot flesh piercing her womb. With a grin, she released him from her mouth and undressed him. He wouldn't be unconscious for long and so using her torn shirt; she tied his hands to a sturdy branch and freed him. Smiling she straddled his thighs and began stroking his flesh, arousing him till his eyes opened with a moan of pleasure.
“You've been a very bad puppy.” She purred as she continued to stroke the hardening flesh. Her smile grew as he struggled against his restraints. “You came before I told you to. But no worries. I'll punish you well enough. Puppies must learn to obey their masters.” And she sunk over his arousal, enjoying the feel of it piercing through her moist sheath. She moaned out. He was bigger than she had thought. He filled her up. Stretched her. He felt good inside her. Her entire being quaked with aroused pleasure, causing her female sheath to clench around him repeatedly.
His mind clouded with pleasure, the Taiyoukai felt his cock stand up firm and strong as he heard her words. No one had ever spoken to him like that and he was beginning to realise that giving someone else the reigns to his pleasure was very arousing. He knew that he could be free at any moment but he didn't want to. He enjoyed having her take control. She was a worthy adversary and her forcing him to submit was more potent than any aphrodisiac.
“Now pleasure your master,” she demanded as she sheathed him within her hot flesh and he nearly came. He would play her game for a little while at least until he got bored of it. With a growl he thrusted up within her, revelling in her gusty moans and lusty groans of pleasure…
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