InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Red Tears ❯ "Say you're sorry." ( Chapter 16 )
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By: ever-after 
Sesshoumaru: “I may sound like that letch…but at least what we say happens to be the truth.”
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.18.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 145 | Status: Completed
Sesshoumaru: “I may sound like that letch…but at least what we say happens to be the truth.”
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.18.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 145 | Status: Completed
A/N: You didn’t think I’d leave you hanging there, did you? Right in the middle of all that good, lemony content, and I’d be so cruel as to just LEAVE you there? Yeah, right! I love you all too much! So go on, continue reading, and love me for not leaving you hanging! *Sits on a throne and waits to be worshipped* hehe…
WARNING: CONTINUED LEMONY GOODNESS IN THIS CHAPTER. If you are not 17 OR OLDER, please leave now! You have been warned.
Kagome sighed in bliss as Sesshoumaru pulled apart from her and one of their long, heated kisses. Sesshoumaru panted slightly, feeling hot all over, though he had rid himself of his shirt long ago. Sitting on his haunches, Sesshoumaru ran his hands through his hair and closed his eyes, rubbing his hands over them and inhaling deeply when Kagome sat up, straddled his thighs and crashed her lips onto his demandingly. Kagome grinned through the kiss and muffled into his mouth, “If you’re gonna be on top, I have to find something to be dominant in, don’t I?”
Sesshoumaru smirked. “Well, maybe if you’re good, I could change my mind about the ‘me being dominant’ idea. I don’t know though. Being dominant, over you?” Stopping for a moment, Sesshoumaru licked his lips. “It just sounds so appealing.” Kagome winked cheekily at him, before thrusting her tongue into his mouth and reaching down to begin taking off his pants.
Sesshoumaru groaned and rushed down to help her rid himself of his jeans, yanking violently at the zipper when it wouldn’t come undone. Kagome grunted when Sesshoumaru’s hands clashed with her own, then shoved them forcefully away. “My job,” She exclaimed, panting, with her lips still connected to his. Sesshoumaru chuckled softly, then reached up and attempted to pull Kagome’s shirt off of her head without removing his lips from hers. What he succeeded in doing, though, was getting the shirt stuck over his head and hanging limply over his eyes, obscuring his view. Exhaling exasperatedly, he pulled away from Kagome and yanked the shirt off, then reached down to help her with his pants when he had found that they still hadn’t come off.
Standing on the bed and almost making Kagome fall over in his haste, Sesshoumaru kicked out of his pants, then dropped down excitedly, still wearing his boxers, to help Kagome get rid of her own. Kagome looked at Sesshoumaru’s red boxers excitedly and straddled Sesshoumaru again, in a new attempt of devouring his face through another of her kisses.
Sesshoumaru moaned and pulled on the button of her pants, successfully unclasping and unzipping them, but getting them nowhere away from Kagome’s being while they were situated this way. It took all of his control not to just throw her down and yank them off. Instead, Sesshoumaru leaned forward until Kagome lay once again flat on her back on the bed, before he pulled away yet again, and pulled Kagome’s pants part-way off. Her thighs were covered in scars, criss-crossing, and turning her pale skin a pinkish shade. Sesshoumaru eyed them, losing some of his excitement. Kagome looked down, still in a sexual frenzy and saw that Sesshoumaru was inspecting her thighs. Looking away ashamedly, Kagome wanted to be sucked into the bed. Silently, she willed Sesshoumaru to look away, to pull up her pants, or to ignore the scars, but he wouldn’t stop looking at them.
Kagome was shocked stiff, when yet again she felt Sesshoumaru tonguing her scars; this time, the ones between her legs, on her inner thighs. His head was so close to there, that he could feel the heat radiating off of her, and it sent shudders through Kagome’s spine when his head softly brushed against her. It was so erotic, what he was doing, and suddenly Kagome didn’t want him to stop. Moaning, Kagome sat up and pulled Sesshoumaru up to kiss her.
Sesshoumaru smiled searchingly at her, but Kagome just licked his lips softly and pushed him over. Rolling so that she was on top, Kagome yet again straddled Sesshoumaru, this time with his rigid member stabbing into the back of her butt. Leaning down, Kagome started at his belly button and kissed her way up to Sesshoumaru’s jaw. In between kisses, she managed to murmur, “That….was…torture, Sessh……ou……maru…”
Sesshoumaru shuddered. “Kagome…” He groaned on a shaky breath. Kagome swirled her tongue on the spot Sesshoumaru liked, before leaning down and kissing him probingly.
Pulling away, Kagome said, “Say you’re sorry.”
“And what?”
“And I’ll take my pants off.” Kagome answered, motioning down to where her pants were half pulled off.
Sesshoumaru whimpered. “But Kagome!”
“What?”
“I can’t apologize! That would take to long!”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You are supposed to be under me writhing in pleasure two MINUTES ago! Please, just take them off. I beg of you!”
Kagome grinned. “You know, I could get used to your begging.”
Sesshoumaru groaned. “If you’re not gonna do it, then I will!” He ground out, thrusting his hips up for emphasis.
“Ooh!” Kagome cried out, her eyes widening slightly. “Aren’t we a happy little packer!”
Sesshoumaru glared at Kagome through slitted eyes, then rolled over and trapped her between the bed and himself. “We would be an even more happy packer if you would rid yourself of those wretched pants!”
Kagome grinned slyly. “Oh, but you didn’t think my pants were so wretched when you were ogling my butt just a few days ago!”
“No, I was thinking about what you would look like without them!” Sesshoumaru cried out desperately.
“Oh ho! Well then, in that case…” Kagome lifted her hips and yanked down her pants, then threw them aside. They landed on the pile with the rest of the clothing, and the couple remained half-dressed, in their underwear. “You know,” Kagome whispered seductively. “You look sexy in boxers.”
Sesshoumaru smirked and nipped at her neck. “And you, Kagome, would look sexy naked. Now.”
Kagome squealed as her bra came unclasped, compliments of Sesshoumaru reaching out and pulling on the clasp in the back. Sesshoumaru eyed what became revealed greedily, before leaning down and sucking one of Kagome’s nipples into his mouth. Kagome’s eyes widened even more, before closing in pleasure as she leaned back down on the bed. “Sesshoumaru…” She moaned, thrusting her breast into his face.
The old woman in the office watched the surprised look appeared on Kagome’s face and wondered why, before a slight second later, her bra fell off. “Okay, we’ve seen quiet enough.” The woman called out, and shut off the T.V. before any of the excited males could cop a peek. A disappointed groan was heard all around, before everyone went back to their respectful posts and they left the young lovers alone for the rest of the night.
Kagome’s eyes widened as Sesshoumaru thrust into her. “Sesshoumaru…it hurts.” She panted softly, her heart constricting in her chest. Sesshoumaru leaned down and licked around the nape of her neck.
“I know, Kagome. And I’m sorry.”
Kagome sighed as Sesshoumaru stayed stalk-still between her thighs, though his upper body was a different story. He was writhing around, licking and kissing special pleasure points, and Kagome groaned as once again, Sesshoumaru found one of her peaking nipples and latched onto it as if it were a life line.
Sesshoumaru stayed still inside Kagome’s confines for what seemed like forever, though it was only fifteen minutes. Then, he got the first responses of Kagome’s pleasure. She was shifting her hips about restlessly, trying to find a better way to accommodate her pleasure while Sesshoumaru was still fastened to her nipple. Grinning, Sesshoumaru withdrew and thrust back in softly, earning a satisfied gasp from Kagome, who hadn’t expected it.
Still suckling on Kagome’s nipple, Sesshoumaru set into a rhythm and Kagome was quickly begging for him to go faster. All too ready, Sesshoumaru complied, speeding up so that each thrust made the bed creak and Kagome let out a blissful squeak of “Oooh, like that!” or, “Faster, Sesshoumaru! Right there! Harder!”. In no time, the bed was going creakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreak, where just seconds before it had been going creak…creak…creak…creak…creak…creak… creak…creak…creak…creak…creak…
Kagome had gotten to a point of ecstasy so large that all she could do was pant, with the occasional moan or groan, and perhaps a squeal or two. Her eyes were rolling into the back of the head, and she was going to burst at any minute. “Sesshoumaru…” She panted. “So….close….”
Sesshoumaru grunted as he thrust into her, and then while he withdrew, he muttered the word, “Good.”
He himself could hardly take the way her walls were clenching down on him any longer, but he wanted her to break before he did. Leaning his head down, he lapped at the nape of her neck as the pace of his thrusting quickly increased so that the bed sounded like one continuous creak, instead of individual ones. Kagome moaned one last time, then her legs clenched Sesshoumaru’s body into hers as she reached release.
Sesshoumaru looked down at Kagome, the look of bliss on her face a great sight to behold. With one final thrust, Sesshoumaru threw himself over the edge.
Sango hummed happily to herself as she got out of her car and headed to the front doors of the facility for self-injurers. She had arrived a little early, it was only 5:45, but she wanted to surprise her friends. Plus, she couldn’t wait to see Miroku. Though he didn’t know it, her crush on him was steadily increasing the longer they spent time apart. Of course, Kagome was probably still in the hospital ward, and they probably were still not allowing visitors, so Sango decided she would go and visit Miroku first.
Sesshoumaru lay beside Kagome, under a thin white cotton sheet. A tangle of her hair was wrapped around his finger, and he pressed his chest into her back, desperate for skin contact, though they were both clothed now. Kagome was still awake, looking at the wall with a dazed expression.
“Tired, Kagome?” Sesshoumaru asked. Kagome jumped, before twisting to face Sesshoumaru and throwing a leg over his hip.
“No. Too much adrenalin. But damn, you’re pretty good, if I do say so myself.”
“Based on what comparison?” Sesshoumaru asked playfully.
Kagome turned a soft pink color. “None. You know that.”
“Well then, how do you know that I’m not the crappiest guy in bed?”
Kagome turned into a deeper shade of pink, almost red. “I…I don’t. But I would think that you would like to take a compliment, seeing as how you’re officially cut off from sex until you apologize for torturing me.”
“But I did apologize to you!”
“You apologized because it hurt, not because you tortured me.”
Sesshoumaru gave Kagome a puppy dog look, but Kagome ignored it. “What is it with you and apologizing? Is it gonna hurt you that much just to say you’re sorry for rubbing your head against my…my…me?”
Sesshoumaru smirked. “Afraid to say the word?”
Kagome turned a deep magenta color. “No!”
“Then say it.” Sesshoumaru challenged.
“That’s it! You’re cut off for two months!”
“I was already gonna be cut off for two months!” Sesshoumaru argued.
“Yes, well then I guess we’ll have to add two months after that then, won’t we?”
Sesshoumaru whimpered, but didn’t get any more say in the matter. The blonde nurse from the day before burst in, smiling cheerily, and Kagome and Sesshoumaru were both happy that they had put their clothes back on; otherwise they would have been busted.
“Guess what, guys!” The young aid said excitedly. “Your friend, Sango, is here! She went to visit Miroku first, and was surprised when she couldn’t find Sesshoumaru out there in the hall or in his room. I took the liberty of telling her that you two slept together last night. She looked quite worried, but I told her that nothing happened. It was just snuggling, right?” She asked, winking at Kagome, before turning and leaving.
Kagome followed the girl suspiciously with her gaze as she left the room. “What did she mean by that wink?” She asked, looking up at Sesshoumaru, who was staring at her.
“Huh? Oh, she winked? I didn’t notice.”
Kagome rolled her eyes. “Yeah, you ‘tard. That’s because you were staring at me!”
“Oh, and is there something wrong with staring at such a beautiful morsel?”
Kagome giggled. “You’re starting to sound like Miroku.” She said, playfully punching Sesshoumaru in the chest.
Sesshoumaru caught her wrist and brought it up to her lips. “I may sound like that letch…but at least what we say happens to be the truth.” His kiss on her wrist quickly turned into a kiss on her lips, that would have quickly turned into another scuffle beneath the sheets, if Sango hadn’t walked in right at that moment.
WARNING: CONTINUED LEMONY GOODNESS IN THIS CHAPTER. If you are not 17 OR OLDER, please leave now! You have been warned.
Kagome sighed in bliss as Sesshoumaru pulled apart from her and one of their long, heated kisses. Sesshoumaru panted slightly, feeling hot all over, though he had rid himself of his shirt long ago. Sitting on his haunches, Sesshoumaru ran his hands through his hair and closed his eyes, rubbing his hands over them and inhaling deeply when Kagome sat up, straddled his thighs and crashed her lips onto his demandingly. Kagome grinned through the kiss and muffled into his mouth, “If you’re gonna be on top, I have to find something to be dominant in, don’t I?”
Sesshoumaru smirked. “Well, maybe if you’re good, I could change my mind about the ‘me being dominant’ idea. I don’t know though. Being dominant, over you?” Stopping for a moment, Sesshoumaru licked his lips. “It just sounds so appealing.” Kagome winked cheekily at him, before thrusting her tongue into his mouth and reaching down to begin taking off his pants.
Sesshoumaru groaned and rushed down to help her rid himself of his jeans, yanking violently at the zipper when it wouldn’t come undone. Kagome grunted when Sesshoumaru’s hands clashed with her own, then shoved them forcefully away. “My job,” She exclaimed, panting, with her lips still connected to his. Sesshoumaru chuckled softly, then reached up and attempted to pull Kagome’s shirt off of her head without removing his lips from hers. What he succeeded in doing, though, was getting the shirt stuck over his head and hanging limply over his eyes, obscuring his view. Exhaling exasperatedly, he pulled away from Kagome and yanked the shirt off, then reached down to help her with his pants when he had found that they still hadn’t come off.
Standing on the bed and almost making Kagome fall over in his haste, Sesshoumaru kicked out of his pants, then dropped down excitedly, still wearing his boxers, to help Kagome get rid of her own. Kagome looked at Sesshoumaru’s red boxers excitedly and straddled Sesshoumaru again, in a new attempt of devouring his face through another of her kisses.
Sesshoumaru moaned and pulled on the button of her pants, successfully unclasping and unzipping them, but getting them nowhere away from Kagome’s being while they were situated this way. It took all of his control not to just throw her down and yank them off. Instead, Sesshoumaru leaned forward until Kagome lay once again flat on her back on the bed, before he pulled away yet again, and pulled Kagome’s pants part-way off. Her thighs were covered in scars, criss-crossing, and turning her pale skin a pinkish shade. Sesshoumaru eyed them, losing some of his excitement. Kagome looked down, still in a sexual frenzy and saw that Sesshoumaru was inspecting her thighs. Looking away ashamedly, Kagome wanted to be sucked into the bed. Silently, she willed Sesshoumaru to look away, to pull up her pants, or to ignore the scars, but he wouldn’t stop looking at them.
Kagome was shocked stiff, when yet again she felt Sesshoumaru tonguing her scars; this time, the ones between her legs, on her inner thighs. His head was so close to there, that he could feel the heat radiating off of her, and it sent shudders through Kagome’s spine when his head softly brushed against her. It was so erotic, what he was doing, and suddenly Kagome didn’t want him to stop. Moaning, Kagome sat up and pulled Sesshoumaru up to kiss her.
Sesshoumaru smiled searchingly at her, but Kagome just licked his lips softly and pushed him over. Rolling so that she was on top, Kagome yet again straddled Sesshoumaru, this time with his rigid member stabbing into the back of her butt. Leaning down, Kagome started at his belly button and kissed her way up to Sesshoumaru’s jaw. In between kisses, she managed to murmur, “That….was…torture, Sessh……ou……maru…”
Sesshoumaru shuddered. “Kagome…” He groaned on a shaky breath. Kagome swirled her tongue on the spot Sesshoumaru liked, before leaning down and kissing him probingly.
Pulling away, Kagome said, “Say you’re sorry.”
“And what?”
“And I’ll take my pants off.” Kagome answered, motioning down to where her pants were half pulled off.
Sesshoumaru whimpered. “But Kagome!”
“What?”
“I can’t apologize! That would take to long!”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You are supposed to be under me writhing in pleasure two MINUTES ago! Please, just take them off. I beg of you!”
Kagome grinned. “You know, I could get used to your begging.”
Sesshoumaru groaned. “If you’re not gonna do it, then I will!” He ground out, thrusting his hips up for emphasis.
“Ooh!” Kagome cried out, her eyes widening slightly. “Aren’t we a happy little packer!”
Sesshoumaru glared at Kagome through slitted eyes, then rolled over and trapped her between the bed and himself. “We would be an even more happy packer if you would rid yourself of those wretched pants!”
Kagome grinned slyly. “Oh, but you didn’t think my pants were so wretched when you were ogling my butt just a few days ago!”
“No, I was thinking about what you would look like without them!” Sesshoumaru cried out desperately.
“Oh ho! Well then, in that case…” Kagome lifted her hips and yanked down her pants, then threw them aside. They landed on the pile with the rest of the clothing, and the couple remained half-dressed, in their underwear. “You know,” Kagome whispered seductively. “You look sexy in boxers.”
Sesshoumaru smirked and nipped at her neck. “And you, Kagome, would look sexy naked. Now.”
Kagome squealed as her bra came unclasped, compliments of Sesshoumaru reaching out and pulling on the clasp in the back. Sesshoumaru eyed what became revealed greedily, before leaning down and sucking one of Kagome’s nipples into his mouth. Kagome’s eyes widened even more, before closing in pleasure as she leaned back down on the bed. “Sesshoumaru…” She moaned, thrusting her breast into his face.
The old woman in the office watched the surprised look appeared on Kagome’s face and wondered why, before a slight second later, her bra fell off. “Okay, we’ve seen quiet enough.” The woman called out, and shut off the T.V. before any of the excited males could cop a peek. A disappointed groan was heard all around, before everyone went back to their respectful posts and they left the young lovers alone for the rest of the night.
Kagome’s eyes widened as Sesshoumaru thrust into her. “Sesshoumaru…it hurts.” She panted softly, her heart constricting in her chest. Sesshoumaru leaned down and licked around the nape of her neck.
“I know, Kagome. And I’m sorry.”
Kagome sighed as Sesshoumaru stayed stalk-still between her thighs, though his upper body was a different story. He was writhing around, licking and kissing special pleasure points, and Kagome groaned as once again, Sesshoumaru found one of her peaking nipples and latched onto it as if it were a life line.
Sesshoumaru stayed still inside Kagome’s confines for what seemed like forever, though it was only fifteen minutes. Then, he got the first responses of Kagome’s pleasure. She was shifting her hips about restlessly, trying to find a better way to accommodate her pleasure while Sesshoumaru was still fastened to her nipple. Grinning, Sesshoumaru withdrew and thrust back in softly, earning a satisfied gasp from Kagome, who hadn’t expected it.
Still suckling on Kagome’s nipple, Sesshoumaru set into a rhythm and Kagome was quickly begging for him to go faster. All too ready, Sesshoumaru complied, speeding up so that each thrust made the bed creak and Kagome let out a blissful squeak of “Oooh, like that!” or, “Faster, Sesshoumaru! Right there! Harder!”. In no time, the bed was going creakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreak, where just seconds before it had been going creak…creak…creak…creak…creak…creak… creak…creak…creak…creak…creak…
Kagome had gotten to a point of ecstasy so large that all she could do was pant, with the occasional moan or groan, and perhaps a squeal or two. Her eyes were rolling into the back of the head, and she was going to burst at any minute. “Sesshoumaru…” She panted. “So….close….”
Sesshoumaru grunted as he thrust into her, and then while he withdrew, he muttered the word, “Good.”
He himself could hardly take the way her walls were clenching down on him any longer, but he wanted her to break before he did. Leaning his head down, he lapped at the nape of her neck as the pace of his thrusting quickly increased so that the bed sounded like one continuous creak, instead of individual ones. Kagome moaned one last time, then her legs clenched Sesshoumaru’s body into hers as she reached release.
Sesshoumaru looked down at Kagome, the look of bliss on her face a great sight to behold. With one final thrust, Sesshoumaru threw himself over the edge.
Sango hummed happily to herself as she got out of her car and headed to the front doors of the facility for self-injurers. She had arrived a little early, it was only 5:45, but she wanted to surprise her friends. Plus, she couldn’t wait to see Miroku. Though he didn’t know it, her crush on him was steadily increasing the longer they spent time apart. Of course, Kagome was probably still in the hospital ward, and they probably were still not allowing visitors, so Sango decided she would go and visit Miroku first.
Sesshoumaru lay beside Kagome, under a thin white cotton sheet. A tangle of her hair was wrapped around his finger, and he pressed his chest into her back, desperate for skin contact, though they were both clothed now. Kagome was still awake, looking at the wall with a dazed expression.
“Tired, Kagome?” Sesshoumaru asked. Kagome jumped, before twisting to face Sesshoumaru and throwing a leg over his hip.
“No. Too much adrenalin. But damn, you’re pretty good, if I do say so myself.”
“Based on what comparison?” Sesshoumaru asked playfully.
Kagome turned a soft pink color. “None. You know that.”
“Well then, how do you know that I’m not the crappiest guy in bed?”
Kagome turned into a deeper shade of pink, almost red. “I…I don’t. But I would think that you would like to take a compliment, seeing as how you’re officially cut off from sex until you apologize for torturing me.”
“But I did apologize to you!”
“You apologized because it hurt, not because you tortured me.”
Sesshoumaru gave Kagome a puppy dog look, but Kagome ignored it. “What is it with you and apologizing? Is it gonna hurt you that much just to say you’re sorry for rubbing your head against my…my…me?”
Sesshoumaru smirked. “Afraid to say the word?”
Kagome turned a deep magenta color. “No!”
“Then say it.” Sesshoumaru challenged.
“That’s it! You’re cut off for two months!”
“I was already gonna be cut off for two months!” Sesshoumaru argued.
“Yes, well then I guess we’ll have to add two months after that then, won’t we?”
Sesshoumaru whimpered, but didn’t get any more say in the matter. The blonde nurse from the day before burst in, smiling cheerily, and Kagome and Sesshoumaru were both happy that they had put their clothes back on; otherwise they would have been busted.
“Guess what, guys!” The young aid said excitedly. “Your friend, Sango, is here! She went to visit Miroku first, and was surprised when she couldn’t find Sesshoumaru out there in the hall or in his room. I took the liberty of telling her that you two slept together last night. She looked quite worried, but I told her that nothing happened. It was just snuggling, right?” She asked, winking at Kagome, before turning and leaving.
Kagome followed the girl suspiciously with her gaze as she left the room. “What did she mean by that wink?” She asked, looking up at Sesshoumaru, who was staring at her.
“Huh? Oh, she winked? I didn’t notice.”
Kagome rolled her eyes. “Yeah, you ‘tard. That’s because you were staring at me!”
“Oh, and is there something wrong with staring at such a beautiful morsel?”
Kagome giggled. “You’re starting to sound like Miroku.” She said, playfully punching Sesshoumaru in the chest.
Sesshoumaru caught her wrist and brought it up to her lips. “I may sound like that letch…but at least what we say happens to be the truth.” His kiss on her wrist quickly turned into a kiss on her lips, that would have quickly turned into another scuffle beneath the sheets, if Sango hadn’t walked in right at that moment.