InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Perfect Reflection ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

CHAPTER 7   Izayoi followed her love through the barren halls of her new home.  When she entered what was to be her room, she gasped.  The walls were lined with silky cloth that billowed in the wind.  The sleeping mat was wide and looked softer than down.  Even the washing basin was made of the purist porcelain.  A closet held countless kimonos and robes, but it wasn’t any of those things that made her inhale so sharply.   It was the view.   None of the high trees obscured the window, and as this peak was the highest for miles, no ground was visible.  It was as if she was floating among the stars, unable to reach the ground.  She was a star among the heavens.   Turning to Sugimi, who stood a few feet within the room, she flashed him a glorious smile, caught between her elation of the view and her overwhelming desire to continue beaming at him.  Had he known she would react like this?  Perhaps not…   Izayoi backed away from the huge windows opening into space, and bowed her head before Sugimi.  She had no words, not anymore.  All she had was undying love in her heart, and a yearning to give herself completely to the Great Dog Lord.  A warmth spread over her, and Izayoi had no fear, no hesitation, as she looked into her lord’s golden eyes.  His face was impassive, but his eyes were not.  They reflected her love and longing perfectly.  His eyes were the only perfect reflection in the world.   With the sound of wind slipping through the trees, Izayoi removed the pale, pink ribbon from her flowing hair, letting it settle down her back.  Slowly, Izayoi took Sugimi’s sharp-clawed hand and pressed the palm to her lips as she gazed up at him through her lashes.  Sugimi’s impassive face softened, his fingers winding into the loose, thick hair at the nape of her neck.  He lightly kissed her forehead then bent down to press his lips to hers.    Izayoi felt the anticipation build within her like a fire.  His heated, passionate kisses pulled the desire out of her, stoking her brave flames of longing.  Slowly, with much restraint, Izayoi turned away from Sugimi.  She heard a growl rumble from deep in his chest, then stop immediately as she removed the pink overcoat of her clothes and sat on the soft sleeping mat, legs curled beneath her.   She looked deep into his eyes…he appeared so human for a moment.  His golden eyes were wide, long ponytail shifting slightly as he removed his armor and silvery fur mantle.  Finally, he sat beside her, his face close enough for Izayoi to feel his hot breath on her neck.  Izayoi closed her eyes, drowning in the sensation of Sugimi’s lips on her neck.  He moved aside the collar of her robes, one hand on her waist as he sucked gently at her pulse point.   The whole of her body seemed to ache and shiver with lust.  Her delicate fingers played lightly on the tips of his ears, running them down the side of his neck softly.  Izayoi felt the vibrations of his rumbling chest, but was surprised when he captured her lips, kissing her deeply, more forcefully than he ever had.   Pinning her to the ground, Sugimi’s razor sharp claws dealt with the restraints of her bell-sleeved shirt – and her chest wrap – swiftly.  Izayoi felt no shame as her lord and lover gazed lustily at her soft stomach and generous breasts.  Bathed in the light of the stars, her pale skin seemed to glow.  Sugimi’s light fingers danced over her stomach, trailing a gently caress up to her breasts.  His thumbs moved over her nipples, and Izayoi felt her eyes close and back arch willingly to his touch.  She cried out softly at the agonizing pleasure of his lips and tongue on her breast, slipping her arms out of the bell-sleeves of her torn shirt and pulling Sugimi closer to her.   Her fingers glided under the light blue honeycomb pattern of his collar.  The warmth of his skin and the firmness of his toned pectoral muscles caused ripples of desire in her heart.  Smoothing the fabric from his shoulders, she noted a jagged scar that ran over the left side of his chest and across his shoulder.  Izayoi jumped with anticipation as Sugimi’s sharp nails skimmed her ribs, dipped under her flowing skirt, and ran the length of her thigh.  Her deep blue skirt was pulled away, along with the rest of her undergarments.   Sugimi’s lips captured hers once again, and Izayoi hummed with desire as he pressed the length of his bare chest against hers.  The friction of skin, and the way his fingers moved along her pale thigh, sent shivers to her spine.  His lips seemed less forgiving, his kisses a little more forceful, but Izayoi wasn’t scared, or even bothered.  Quite the opposite, she thought to herself.   Suddenly she gasped, having never known the sensation of another touching her in that fashion.  His fingers sought out the center of her warmth, the slickness between her legs.  Uselessly, her nails dug into his shoulders.  He broke their kiss, and Izayoi could feel the smile forming on his lips.  A single, slender, strong finger entered her, and stars flashed in Izayoi’s eyes as she opened them to the demon above her.  His sharp canines were just barely visible through his grinning lips – though that in itself was an expression that half-terrified, half-aroused Izayoi.   An amazing warmth began between her legs and spread into ecstasy all over her body.  She felt light as a feather, the rhythm of Sugimi’s hand matching the rocking of her hips.  Just as her eyes were going out of focus, just as she was reaching some amazing peak of pleasure, Sugimi removed his fingers, a longing sigh escaping from Izayoi’s throat.  Sugimi smiled as his long tongue lapped her moisture from his sharp-nailed finger.  Izayoi shivered at the swift movement of air as the demon lord flung away his pale white pants.  He covered her mouth with his pressing lips, swallowing her yelp of surprise as he entered her quickly.   For a short minute, Izayoi felt sharp pain, as if she had been cut.  It dissolved quickly – something she hadn’t expected – when her demon lover began to move within her.  He was as gentle as he had ever been at first, watching her eyes for any discomfort.  Izayoi moaned low in her throat as he hit a nerve that sent shocks up and down her body.  Her foot wound around his bare calf, and she wrapped her legs around Sugimi’s narrow hips.  The sensual act pulled him deeply into her, and he growled in a feral tone.   He teased her, moving slower and faster, kissing her neck, caressing her taunt nipples, and squeezing her thigh almost painfully with his hand, holding her in place as he drove into her.  Izayoi moaned in a low, aroused voice as Sugimi thrust into her wildly, growling in pleasure and exertion.  Izayoi felt wave after wave of euphoria erupt from her whole body.  Her nails clenched against the demon’s biceps and shoulders, drawing herself closer to his heat.   It all happened simultaneously.  Izayoi was on the verge of losing herself completely, and Sugimi’s thrusts were speeding up and uncontrollable.  As the heat of her climax reached a peak, she felt warm blood rush out over her shoulder.  Sugimi’s razor fangs had bit the junction of her neck and shoulder.  He sucked and lapped at the wound as she fell from her climax, the sensation of floating among the clouds took over.  Sugimi took care to lick every trace of blood off her neck and breast.   Izayoi had never felt so complete in her left, never so euphoric…or safe.  Sugimi continued to lave his tongue over the bite, a pleasant vibration in his chest making Izayoi feel happier than she ever had.  After several moments of cleaning the bite, Sugimi rolled over on his back, pulling Izayoi and cradling her against his thumping chest.  Izayoi’s hand snaked up his chest and rested on his scarred shoulder.  He leaned over to kiss her forehead and pull a thin cover over their naked forms.   There they laid in silence, letting their hearts slow under the light of a thousand stars and the nearly full moon.  “It is my mark,” he told her in a low voice.  She saw his eyes were closed, and though she knew demons didn’t sleep, she knew them to rest.  Sugimi was resting as he explained.  “It means you are my mate.  No man or demon will dare take you now, in fear of my wrath.  The mark makes you mine.”   Izayoi nodded in understanding.  “Then I will…” she didn’t know how to ask it.   “Bare my pups?” he filled in.  She felt his lips turn into a grin.  “Not tonight – it isn’t your fertile time.  But, yes, you will.”  Then she felt his smile falter.  “You do wish to bare my pups?”   She propped herself up on an elbow immediately, searching his doubting golden eyes.  She had only once seen him so unsure.  “Nothing would make me happier,” she whispered, pulling her lips to his, kissing him passionately.   He returned the kiss vigorously, rolling between her legs and pressing his arousal to her center once again.  They made love several times until dawn came.