InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Pride and Joy ❯ Pride and Joy ( One-Shot )

Warnings: AWTWB SPOILERS. I'm sure no one here is squeamish of pregnant sex, especially this early in the gestation, but I mention it because I care… or something like that. Here's your warning: I'm really out of my tree right now. I should have designated at least one day out of my fleeting vacation for sleeep. Bah!

A/N: This could be considered a deleted scene from my T rated fic, Any Way The Wind Blows - deleted for reasons I'm sure will become more than apparent. It's what I picture Chapter 15 of Solace (Part III of said fic) picking up from. So many of my chapters begin with afterglow - Gah, I'm such a dork! Anyway, if Sesshoumaru seems OOC, it's because of his character development throughout the story. I think I may have actually toned him down a bit. Charms refer to the condoms with which Kagome keeps Sesshoumaru and Kagura stocked. The mention of Daughter refers not to their growing baby, but their child who died to kill Naraku. Sorry for the spoilers, it's what inspired me.

Pride and Joy

A new passion had sparked at the knowledge that their charms would no longer be needed, at least in the interim of her pregnancy.

Was he not capable of showing excitement other than his arousal? They were going to have another baby. That was the true joy, the reason for sexual celebration. But he could only express it in the glimmer of his gold eyes as they met her crimson stare; bring a gentle hand to her cheek and brush away the tears of happiness from her skin with a careful thumb.

Kagura smiled, one hand over his at her cheek, the other reaching for his beautiful face. They touched lips and his hand fell from her cheek to her shoulder, peeling her layers back from her form. His kisses trailed down her neck to the place between it and her shoulder that drove her mad. He proceeded to untie her obi and open her kimono, the cold stiffness of his armor touching the place their new child grew. She helped him off with his cuirass and slid his attire from his glorious body, smoothing her hands down his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his well-muscled abdomen.

Sesshoumaru rarely smiled and, when he did, it was even rarer he did it in the presence of others, but his sweet Kagura had a way of provoking an uncontrollable curve to his ordinarily tight lips. They dipped to the ground, the demon lord laying his lady back with care. He braced himself over her with his remaining arm, tasting her flesh and savoring every inch of her. A tiny cry slipped past her lips when he kissed her breasts, tongue swirling around her nipples. His sucking and nibbling made her crazy and she writhed beneath him, little gasps of delight erupting from her throat.

Those gilded eyes smiled wickedly, looking up at her from underneath the silky silvery fringe that veiled his forehead with intent as he sloped down her body and situated himself between her open legs. She squirmed, his breath warm against her thigh, claws tangling in the curls that guarded what made her woman. Nothing gave him more pleasure than pleasing her and he would prove that now. Yes, he could take her at his choosing. It was his right but, if nothing else, this was a special occasion. It wasn't every day he learned his union with Kagura would bring a new baby into the world.

Two carefully retracted-clawed fingers ventured cautious entrance to her, a less modest tongue still flattening and flicking over her sweet spot. When her legs threatened to close around his head, he forced them apart. She tangled her fingers into the tendrils of her own hair, which fanned around her on the grass. After he was satisfied with the amount of times he'd made her shudder with orgasm, he lifted his face and wiped his chin, licking her juices from his lips before creeping up her figure, planting moist kisses all the way.

Sesshoumaru settled overtop of her, his erection making itself at home in the valley of her womanhood. Back and forth, he pushed the head up and down this slick track, teasing the opening until Kagura wriggled and gasped and begged him to enter her. Loud sighs resounded in unison, no membrane between their sexes now.

“Unh, I missed you,” Kagura moaned. “How easy it is to forget how good this is.”

“Perhaps for you. It isn't the same when my flesh doesn't touch yours.” Sesshoumaru demonstrated with an easy push of his hips. Her inarticulate moans confirmed his claim, increasing in frequency with his thrusts. She crossed her legs over the small of his back, gripping every delicious movement of his between her thighs. The advent of orgasm seized her, tingles running up her belly before the release hit and she jerked in rhythm with each earth-shattering spasm. Her little yelps of ecstasy sent him over the edge, the slapping sound their skin made in the hollow quiet of the night drowning out his own euphoric sighs. The hot rush of his seed washed over him and his body crumpled over hers, his cheek smushing into her breastbone as his head took respite there.

Kagura brushed her fingers through his snow-colored locks, the moonshine striking them highlighting individual strands in beautiful silver shimmers. “It makes you this happy, to be a father again?”

He attempted to lift his head, his lips pressing by default to the curve of her right breast. “It makes me happy that I have you to have children with,” he murmured against her chest.

“Oh, is that all I am?” she laughed. “A vessel to carry your children?”

Sesshoumaru raised his head, gold eyes locking with crimson. “You know what you are to me.”

Kagura cradled his cheek in her palm, the full weight of his head felt as he let it repose in her hand. “And it makes me happy to be so.”

A tiny smile crept across his lips and he wormed his way down her body, laying his head softly on her little belly. She continued to stroke his hair until sleep stole her, lying enclosed in the warmth and safety of the mokomoko. He laid his palm next to his face on her stomach, the life force of their child sending barely perceptible tingles of electricity through his fingers.

“This is what happiness is, what devotion brings, and that same devotion will bring you back to me, Daughter. You will know your sibling, if it's the last thing I do,” he whispered into her tummy. He stayed this way until the orange rays of dawn painted the sky, just feeling. As the sunlight played through the canopy over Kagura's beautiful body, he rose and dressed. She would be hungry when she awakened and was eating for two now. He hated to leave her, even to care for her, but it was time to hunt. The trail for their first child called and would not wait long… and neither could he.