InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ RavynSkyes's Drabbles ❯ Relinquishing Control ( Chapter 51 )

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By: Ravyn Skye
Title: Relinquishing Control

Author: Plumespixie

Pairing: Sess/Rin

Genre: Hentai

Rated: Adult

Warning: Anal, handjob, bondage, femdom, Sess OOC

Words: 500

Summary: Somehow Rin convinces Sess that giving up control can be fun.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.27.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 538 | Status: Completed

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Title: Relinquishing Control
Author: Plumespixie
Pairing: Sess/Rin
Genre: Hentai
Rated: Adult
Warning: Anal, handjob, bondage, femdom, Sess OOC
Words: 500
Summary: Somehow Rin convinces Sess that giving up control can be fun.
A/N: Someone wanted Sub!Sess, no matter HOW OOC… so here is the mighty and terrible Lord of the West… bound and on his knees, at the mercy of his loving ningen wife.
"Always so in control…" Rin marveled, gathering the hair of her mate into a high ponytail.
He was on his knees in seiza, facing the stone wall of the palace dungeon; the shackles which bound his hands together, only slightly above his head and leaving his elbows now raised to shoulder height and the backs of his upper arms now parallel to the floor were specially designed with sacred restraining sutras carved into the heavy metal. The only sutras that had ever worked on him were those not meant for purification, but for restraint.
He let out a light growl when she finished tying the length of silk securely over his eyes, but quieted when Rin began to lightly scratch behind his left ear, while her lips brushed against his right as she cooed to him sweetly, "Shhhh, trust me, koibito..." Her hands slid to his shoulders, and massaged lightly; occasionally her fingernails dragged up the back of his neck, "It was you who taught me how much fun it can be…" Rin nipped at his lobe, "to give up that control."
Now that he was naked, bound and blindfolded, Rin picked up a flogger and stood on her knees, facing him sideways; a leather flogger and bowl of oil within easy reach - should he need a bit of 'discipline'... OR a reward for good behavior.
With a wicked smile on her innocent seeming face, Rin used one small hand to urge his thick powerful thighs apart from behind. At the same time her other hand reached forward to encircle his member; delighting in the way it slowly became rigid under her steady even strokes.
"You like this, don't you?" she lightly tormented, squeezing him harder when a whine escaped the back of his throat.
She pressed the front of her body against the side of his, one of her breasts pressed to his pectoral, the valley between them against the side of his ribcage, and the other breast straining towards his shoulder blade. Enjoying the closeness and warmth of his body but wanting to move along, Rin relinquished her hold on his now erect cock, and used verbal direction to coax him to back away from the wall and lean forward, leaving him bent forward, his shackles supporting the weight of his upper body and his elbows now above his silver head, which hung low in defeat.
"Rrrriiinnn." Came the whispered pleading of her captive husband.
His answer was feeling her settle in behind him, spreading his thighs further apart, as first one, then two well oiled fingers burrowed between the pale cheeks of his hindquarters, seeking the tight warm depths beyond.
He groaned at her loving invasion of his most sacred, and, until now, completely virgin passageway. Never had he submit to another in such a way, and only Rin would ever have the privilege of penetrating him in this way.
Sesshomaru began to pant heavily, and tried to focus on the feeling of Rin's soft warm breasts pressing into the small of his back, as her much smaller frame strained to allow his wife to reach around his hip and grip his now fully engorged member and stroke him once again.
Suddenly, Rin's fingers hit a SPOT, deep within, and a pleasured tremor ran through his body and his cock gave a throb at the sensation of her pleasing him in this completely new way. As much as he wanted to fight against enjoying the feeling of her penetrating him, he could not deny the wanton moans spilling from his lips and the way he rocked back, seeking more of her fingers; willing her to move deeper and faster within him as he became as eager as a bitch in heat for fulfillment.
Rin massaged his internal pleasure center while she continued pumping him oh-so-hard-and-fast, and his pre-cum dripped from his slit as his cock throbbed impatiently, seeking a climax to these amazing new sensations that left him whining like a hungry puppy waiting for a steak.
"Rin... Please..." the high pitched whines and low groans, along with the huffing pants gave Rin a feeling of ultimate power. Her own wetness began to slick her sex, but NO... this was for HIM.
"Who's my good boy?" she whispered condescendingly.
When he didn't answer right away, she paused in stroking him and the pained sound that emanated from deep in his chest let her know he'd only need the slightest amount of coaxing before she BROKE him.
"Answer me, Sesshomaru. Who is my good boy? Who wants me to let him cum?" She squeezed him softly, before acting as if she were going to remove her hand from his rock hard member entirely. That was all the threat he needed to spur him into action.
"I am." he whispered, sounding so defeated she almost chuckled.
Immediately she resumed her ministrations, both faster and harder than before. She didn't let up until he was jerking and spasming and thrusting his hips forward in an uncontrolled staccato rhythm and she knew his climax was immanent.
Sesshomaru felt all illusion of control fade as his body raged out of control and jerked against his shackles; his hot essence erupting in an explosion of spurts that left his essence spilling into a puddle onto the cold stone floor.
As his body relaxed and he came back to himself, Rin was scratching behind his ears and petting the cheeks of his posterior. He was too defeated and sated to even be insulted when he heard her whisper sweetly, "Good doggie."
Instead, the tip of mokomoko twitched, pleased that he had pleased his master.