InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Stay His Hand ( Chapter 2 )

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By: Ravyn Skye
Title: Stay his hand
Week/Prompt: Week 31 Picture Prompt – Picture #1
Word Count: 1000
Rating: MA
Summary: She gave him her heart, in the hopes of saving others...
Warnings/Author's Note: Rough sex, Rin is about 15 here... D/s

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.27.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 736 | Status: Completed

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the characters, but c'mon, you knew that!
A/N: originally for MFSanctuary LJ community picture prompt, featuring an AU Nazi Sess being cuddled on a couch by a teenaged looking Rin.
Title: Stay his hand
Week/Prompt: Week 31 Picture Prompt - Picture #1
Word Count: 1000
Rating: MA
Summary: She gave him her heart, in the hopes of saving others...
Warnings/Author's Note: Rough sex, Rin is about 15 here... D/s
She knew what he was… He was a Nazi… not just any Nazi, but a high ranking S.S.
He knew what she was, she was the lowest of the low, barely even human in his eyes; she was Jewish.
She never knew why he had saved her, plucked her out of the processing line at Auschwitz, claiming her as his own, and taking her home with him those many years ago, she only knew she loved him for it..
She no longer saw him as a Nazi…
She saw Sesshomaru… a lonely man who's father had died to protect his Jewish lover, many years before the war even began, a man who's half-jewish, half-brother had been a source of shame…
She made her way to sit on his lap, straddling him. She noticed the smirk melt away and the heated look in his amber eyes as he let the bullwhip fall to the floor and his hands came to rest on her hips. Her lips met his and she rocked herself against him, feeling him harden beneath his uniform pants.
"I've missed you…" she breathed as she broke the kiss.
Without a word he easily lifted her, her legs came to wrap around his waist, her arms came to wrap around his shoulders, as he supported her from underneath, his firm hands on her ass cheeks and his elbows pressing her knees further into his waist. She felt the buttons of his uniform pockets and the equal armed cross press into her chest as she held herself firmly against him.
He carried her to his room, put her on the bed, removed his uniform, and stood over her, naked. His body always amazed her, no matter how many times she saw it… he was perfect. All hard, smooth planes and toned muscles.
He dragged her to the edge of the bed, came to his knees, and hooked her legs over his shoulders. He flipped her dress up and tore her panties away in a move that stole her breath. She closed her eyes, anticipating what was to come.
"Look at me, Rin." His baritone voice smooth as his skin, but cool unlike his heated gaze.
He dipped his head and she felt his warm wet tongue caress her heat.
Her gasp seemed to please him and he rewarded her by pulling her clit gently between his teeth and flicking his tongue back and forth before he released his hold and suckled in earnest. Soon she felt two long fingers make their way inside her, curled to hit her most sensitive spot. He pumped, sucked and licked until the pressure in her belly gave way and she screamed her release.
He hooked his fingers at the hem of her dress and pulled it off her as he rose up. She leaned forward, and allowed their positions to be switched.
She now on her knees, him now sitting on the edge of the bed. He took a moment to run his fingers through her hair, before roughly fisting it.
"Suck me."
His command sent shivers to her core, and she leaned forward to obey. Her mouth wrapped around the head of his cock, and her tongue swirled on his tip, but she was moving too slowly for him and she felt his hand press her head forward, encouraging her to take more of him.
"I said, SUCK ME." He growled out as he pushed her head down insistently.
She did her best to obey, the tears formed in her eyes as his member hit the back of her throat. Up and down she bobbed, as fast as she could. Suddenly he yanked her head back roughly.
"On your hands and knees." He lifted her to the bed, pressed her face down, and her ass up, displaying her dripping wetness to his perverse gaze.
She felt him at her entrance, rubbing up and down, coating himself in her juices, teasing her clit. She knew what he wanted from her…
Shamlessly she begged,
"Please…"
He held back for a moment longer, and only when she moaned and wantonly pushed her ass towards him, wordlessly begging for fulfillment did he give her what she asked for.
He thrust into her with brutal, raw force, and the resounding 'thud' of his hips hitting hers sent vibrations through her whole body, and caused her to yelp in surprise.
He stayed there, grinding his hips in rough circles, deeply sheathed within her body, letting his heavy sac push into her clit with each hypnotizing rotation he made.
Finally, when she was whimpering her need, he pulled back, and began to fuck her in earnest. Hard and fast and deep he took her, and when she could no longer keep up, he smacked her ass in mock admonishment before gripping her hips with bruising force and dragging her back and forth himself.
When her muscles once again clenched and fluttered, and the friction grew to be too much for him, his pace faltered and a strangled noise came from his throat as he admitted to her,
"You're such a tight little bitch,"
Only moments later he shoved into her as deeply as he could, and she felt the familiar rush of his hot, wet cum fill her and leak down her thighs.
She never knew if she was making any difference at all, if the fact that she loved him made any difference at all to him in his use of her, but she liked to think it did, and she liked to think that the next day, when he was looking down at one of her kind with a bullwhip in his hand, that maybe… just maybe… he might see her, if only for a moment, and perhaps it might be enough... that he might stay his hand.
If she could save even one person from even one strike of that whip, then it was worth giving her heart and body to the "monster" with the wounded soul.