InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Nothing Left to Lose ❯ Fairy Tales ( Chapter 14 )

A/N: Wow, Icy Vixen, I'm blushing! Thank you! And a big thank you for all of my brave readers who have hung on this long. It's like the song that doesn't end, I have no idea how big this beast is going to get. Just having too much fun. Lemon Warning! Aside from Kumo they aren't mine, I just love to mess with them. Especially Sesshy.

 

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“And they all lived happily ever after.”

 

Rin was snoring quietly in her bed, the picture of innocence and peace. Her sword was resting against the wall within arm's reach while a drawing of Sesshomaru and Kagome was stuck to the wall. The not so little girl had fallen asleep easily, watched over by her two favorite people in the world.

 

On tip toe so the girl would stay asleep Kagome slipped out, followed by Sesshomaru. The Lord of the Western Lands had rather enjoyed the bedtime story. He had never heard anything quite like the story of Cinderella, with extravagant balls and fairy godmothers. While he thought the unfortunate girl in the story would have been better served by poisoning the nasty wenches she served, it was still a good story for a young girl. Rin had demanded a description of Prince Charming, certain that he would look like Sesshomaru-sama. Kagome had blushed scarlet.

 

“Prince Charming can look like whoever you want, Jo-chan. It is more important that he has a good heart.”

 

“Then Prince Charming looks like Sesshomaru-sama,” Rin declared.

 

Sesshomaru followed Kagome to her room, bracing himself for a difficult conversation. Hopefully it would not digress to a confrontation as well. The couple stared at each other in awkward silence, unsure of what to do. Kagome was looking about the room, wishing for somewhere to sit other than the bed. The bed was too . . . distracting.

 

“Come.” Sesshomaru slid the door between the rooms open, moving to his own room. In his room there was a table with a hot pot of tea waiting. Perhaps the calm atmosphere of sitting down to tea would help the conversation be less, painful.

 

Peeking around the corner Kagome examined the room she had never seen. It was large, of course. The focal point of the whole room was a massive bed covered with brilliant blankets. The other furnishings were sparse, with little decoration. A table set to the side held the tea and would make a much more comfortable place to talk.

 

After pouring tea for Sesshomaru and herself Kagome tried to find a way to break the awkward silence. `Okay, we know that we have to talk. We are both here. Why can't we just start talking? This is so awkward! I have to say something. Think, Kagome, think of something to say that isn't stupid.'

 

“I like your bed.”

 

Kagome dropped her head to her hands. `Way to go, genius.'

 

A faint chuckle escaped the lord. “Arigato. Would you care to examine it closer?”

 

`I am not going to even bother looking up.' Kagome shook her head while it was still in her hands. `Baka, Kagome.'

 

“Kagome, you asked a question earlier that could not be answered before an audience.”

 

`Oh, Kami, thank you for finally bringing it up and saving me.' “Hai. You said `mate'.”

 

“Hai.”

 

`Like pulling teeth out of a chicken.' Frustration made Kagome grind her teeth. “Care to explain it?”

 

“It seems that my blood has chosen you as my mate.” Sesshomaru's face and voice were so calm that he might as well have been ordering lunch.

 

“Really? And what does that mean? Do I get a choice in the matter?”

 

“Is it truly so distasteful that the first question you have is whether or not you can run?”

 

`Oh, damn, I think I hurt him.' “No! I was just surprised. I don't understand. Sesshomaru, I just don't understand! None of this is how a ningen would do things. I want to understand, though.”

 

Sesshomaru took a breath, relaxing his hands. “My youkai blood has chosen you as my mate. I respond to you, no other female. I will protect you from all others, particularly males that would attempt to steal you. Inu youkai mate for life. My blood has chosen you as a female that is worthy of being a partner and bearing my heirs.”

 

“Heirs? I'm bearing heirs?”

 

“Not now, baka.”

 

Kagome bristled at him, getting another chuckle from the youkai.

 

“Peace. That would be in the future. You asked if you had a choice. Yes, a female is not forced. If you were a youkai, it would be different. I, however, do not have a choice.” There was a hint of pain in the last admission.

 

“No choice? What would happen if I said no?”

 

“You would go, I would remain. It would feel as though something was missing at all times, and if we were to develop a true bond it would be impossible for any other female to be with me.”

 

“You have no choice, though. Do you want me, or are you being forced?” Kagome winced even as she asked the question. `You know the answer. He does not want a ningen. He is probably furious that he is stuck with you. And he won't lie or try to make me feel better. Oh, this is going to hurt.'

 

There was a long, terrible silence. Amber eyes met cobalt. “I wanted you the first time you growled at me. Then it was physical, a desperate obsession. Now, this Sesshomaru . . . I do not know what this is. I am at peace with you, I need you near me. You are kind and intelligent, as well as defiant to the point of foolish.” He raised a hand to stop Kagome's spluttered objections. “You will ask if I love you. I have heard that question enough times from the many who have questioned your choice to stay with me to know that you wish for an answer. There is no answer. I do not know. This is . . . new.”

 

`That didn't hurt! Whew.' “Okay, that's fair, since I don't know what I feel right now either. Is that okay? I thought I had been in love before, but this is very different. I don't want to leave, but this is nothing like the fairy tales.”

 

“Prince Charming.”

 

“I've never heard a story where Prince Charming tries to kill anyone who touches the princess, or slams the princess into a wall. But then again, I always thought Prince Charming was a bit of a wimp.”

 

Sesshomaru had actually flinched at the mention of slamming against walls. “The battle for dominance, it is a constant part of an inu-youkai relationship.”

 

“Well, I'll just have to give you a reminder if you get too rough.” Kagome gave him fierce smile, her aura glowing ever so slightly. “I won't go so easy on you next time.”

 

Lust surged into the youkai's eyes at her challenge. `If she does not desist right now she is going to be in trouble.'

 

The change had not been lost on the miko, who's pulse jumped. “Perhaps we can finish that debate later.” She let her aura fade again. “Right now I want to know what you want.”

 

“Nani?”

 

“What do you want? Neither of us knows what we are feeling, but we both want to try this out. What does this whole `mate' thing include?”

 

“Everything. It includes everything. You would be my partner, my mate.” Sesshomaru did not know what the ningen was after this time.

 

“So, it's like being married?”

 

“Marriage, that is when two ningens are joined by a priest or a monk? It is not like that. That is two people who live together, a choice made by a ningen. A mate is like the other half. The connection is deeper, and fidelity is never a question. It may be different for you, not being an inu-youkai, but my understanding is that the relationship is the same even when it is with a ningen. The ningen may not have the choice made for them, but the same relationship develops.”

 

“And love?”

 

“Love? How could one half of a person not love the other half? It is not a question, it is a fact. It is not really considered. It is not like your fairy tales, it is finding your partner and spending the rest of your life with them. There are arguments, sometimes violent ones, but there are not thoughts of leaving. How could you leave half of yourself behind?”

 

“And I would feel like that, with time?”

 

“Hai. Probably not as much as an inu-youkai, but similar.”

 

“As my other half, would you share with me?”

 

The eyebrow went up. “Share?” `What is the ningen after now. It is not so complicated as all this, it is just fact.'

 

“Share, tell me how you feel, what you are thinking, what you want.”

 

“I will tell you whatever you wish. You will be able to sense my feelings soon enough. Even now I believe that you are becoming adept at discovering my emotions.”

 

`Yeah, that's right! I had noticed that I could tell his emotions. I thought I was reading them in his eyes, was I feeling them? Have I already started to be his mate?'

 

Sesshomaru could see the wonder of discovery on Kagome's face. “You have been sensing them.” `Perhaps this is not as one sided as I feared.'

 

“Is there anything formal about this, do you have a ceremony or something, or do I just move in.” Kagome blushed again. `Oh, that was just classy.'

 

“Youkai can smell a mated pair, there is no need for a formal ceremony. A female will typically have her mate's mark about her, as a sign of acceptance.”

 

“So it's true! I thought that was just a story put around by angry ningen! You're going to bite me on the neck and leave a scar!” Kagome was on her feet, backing away and holding her neck.

 

The inu-youkai was staring at her as though she had grown another head. “Kagome, sit. I am not going to attack you. The mark is my family crest, usually on a pendant or other piece of jewelry.” `If she wasn't so frightened that would have been quite humorous.'

 

“Really? You're not going to bite me?”

 

“I will not promise that. In a moment of lust I may very well bite you, but not to attack you or mark you.”

 

Kagome eased back to her seat, sliding her hands away from her throat. “Well, that's not much worse than a hickie, I guess.”

 

“Hickie?”

 

“Oh, um, that's when a guy kind of, sucks on your skin until you get a mark. Usually on the neck. It's silly.”

 

`I will remember that.' Sesshomaru was now rather focused on Kagome's neck. The pulse was pounding, just beneath the surface. She was nervous.

 

“Um, Sesshomaru? Can I, kind of try this? Before I give you a final answer?”

 

“Try?”

 

The pulse kicked up another notch. “I want to stay, and be with you, but I still don't think I understand what's going on well enough to pledge forever. I just need a bit of time to think. I want to see what it's like, see if it's something that I can be happy with. Like you said, it is not a fairy tale.”

 

“No, I am not Prince Charming.”

 

Kagome giggled. “No, but you certainly aren't a wimp either.”

 

“You can try. The final decision can be made later.”

 

`I guess that means I'm engaged. Wow! Not how I thought that would go.' Kagome was now feeling rather shy. “Does this mean I'm staying in . . . here, now?”

 

Sesshomaru felt his body tense at her innocent question. “That would be part of the relationship, usually.”

 

`Oh, Kami.' “Umm, would you like me to stay here tonight?”

 

There was no answer. Sesshomaru reached over the table and captured both of Kagome's hands, pulling them to him. He slowly trailed kisses across the palm of one hand, nibbling at her wrist. The pulse jumped just beneath her skin, her scent sharp with nervousness and excitement. He stood, moving to the other side of the table and pulling the miko against him.

 

Soft lips descended on Kagome's mouth, gently pressing her mouth open so that the interior could be ravaged. Arms locked behind her back, supporting her when she swayed. Electricity arced up her spine, making her whole body tingle as she pressed to her intended's body. His heavy clothes were making it hard for her to feel him. She growled with frustration, trying to find a tie to release that would let her hands feel his skin.

 

Strong hands moved to untie his haori, freeing the miko's hands to move to his hair. Softer than silk, the strands ran through her fingers as she worked to the back of his neck. She pressed his mouth harder against hers, intensifying the kiss. A low growl rumbled through the inu-youkai's chest as pressed harder, deepening the kiss. His haori fell to the ground, allowing Kagome's hands to run over his perfect form. She trailed her hands down his chest, feeling the play of muscles. He pulled back, breaking the kiss as the demand for oxygen won out over passion.

 

Kagome took advantage of the break to admire the perfect body in front of her. Flawless. Her hands trailed down over his abdomen, feeling the rise and fall of his deep breaths. The breathing sharpened when her hands trailed lower, running a finger along the waist of his hakama. The tie was right there, so easy.

 

The kiss was renewed, Sesshomaru's hands working to untie Kagome's clothing now. He wanted to feel her soft skin, her firm body pressed against his. There was no protest as the silk was pushed to the floor, revealing those wonderful breasts. Sesshomaru started to trail down her neck, moving towards the hardened nipples that he could now see. His intended swayed on her feet, overwhelmed by what she was feeling. Her body felt like it was on fire, and she wanted more. Lips closed over a nipple, causing her to gasp and pull his head tighter against her.

 

Sesshomaru savored the taste of her skin, the sensation of her body shaking ever so slightly against him, the feeling of her hands pulling him tight against her. He desperately held to his control as he moved from one breast to the other, pulling moans from the miko. Her knees were starting to buckle, his arms the only thing keeping her from sliding to the floor. She was swept up into a powerful embrace and carried to the bed that had distracted her so much earlier in the evening.

 

Cool silk pressed against Kagome's back as heat and power pressed down on her from above. Her mouth was being kissed again as hands worked her nipples, making her moan into his lips. She pressed her hips against him, driven to increase the contact. Sesshomaru broke his mouth away, desperate to breathe. Kagome's hands slid down his body, closing on the tie to his hakama and pulling it lose. His breath caught, surprised by this forward move.

 

Soft hands slid lower down his body, shyly moving towards the hard throbbing that was pressing against her thigh. Her partner was not moving, holding to his control by willpower alone. The first contact made his eyes close and his breath hiss through his teeth. The hands were tentative, exploring. The fingertips were being run from the head to the base, feeling the texture of the skin and almost destroying any sense of control.

 

“Stop.” Panting, Sesshomaru pulled Kagome's hands above her head and held her there. “We must . . .”

 

“If you stop right now, I swear I will grab whatever part of you I can and purify the hell out of it. And you're naked.”

 

Startled eyes locked with Kagome's stubborn gaze. “I may not be able to stop.”

 

Kagome growled at him, knowing he would never be able to resist that. “Good.” She worked her hands free from his loosened grasp and slid back down his body. `I want this.' His body tensed as her hands found their target, stroking him softly to hear his breathing change. `I want him.'

 

`She is going to push me too far. Oh, Kami, I want her. I want to feel her beneath me, all around me. I want to bury myself in her and hear her scream my name. I want her, now and always.'

 

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A/N: Ah well, getting too long, I'll just have to finish it tomorrow. *Ducks heavy objects being flung at her.*