InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Relaxation ❯ Chapter 1

AN: I thought I should give a better “goodbye” then just an author's note at the end of a chapter. This one-shot is dedicated to everyone who had reviewed the “Courtship” series; I still can't believe how popular it was in its day. I thank you for all your comments, the encouragement and constructive criticism. A part of me still wants to continue on with Sesshoumaru and Morgan's family but I barely managed to get this short one-shot out. I think my writing days are officially done. As a final gift, I am releasing the rights too my characters. Do with them what you will, but please, be gentle. I thank you all again and I wish everyone luck with their ownwriting.-Sayonara Whitewavereborn

 

 

 

 

The house was quiet. The first time it had been in the pass two days. Mariko had arrived two days prior with her mate, Stephen, so they could all meet him. Ken'ichi, Akina had not wanted to miss the drama and had shown up just moments before their sister. They had watched; peeking around a wall as Maiko introduced Stephen to her father. Their five year old brother had been confused of why they were hiding and why Akina was holding him so tightly as both twins tried to suppress their giggling. He had wanted to go meet the stranger but after hearing the barley suppressed growl in his father's voice, he had chosen to stay with his siblings. He watched with anxious green eyes the other two were amused.

 

Stephen had met his father-in-laws displeasure without the trace of fear or doubt. He had shook Sesshoumaru's hand with a firm hand and his eyes only left his when Morgan had introduced herself. She had pinched Sesshoumaru's firmly on his arm to snap him out of it when he started to growl more heatedly. Sesshoumaru had quieted then but he had watched the boy for the passed two days.

 

It would be awhile before Stephen won Sesshoumaru's respect but after seeing the light in his daughter's eyes, he had decided that he would let them be.

 

He had left that morning in a foul mood, heading for work that could wait.

 

Wanting to spend time with her siblings, Morgan and her mate took her siblings into the city, leaving her mother alone in the house, allowing her to unwind and relax.

 

It had been nice, for the first two hours, where she finished the book she had been reading for a month. Taking care of a five-year-old had often put it on hold and she enjoyed the chance to finish it. Then there was nothing. Out of boredom, she began doing random chores; dusting here and there, moping the floor, etc. They had a few servants that took care of the household but she had sent them away after her children and Morgan didn't mind doing some of the work. She eventually found herself in her garden, cutting roses and flowers to arrange in the household. She figured that both her daughters would enjoy the sweet scent while they stayed and the colors would be a welcome addition in the home, just as long as Ryuu didn't knock one over as he ran around the house. Like his brother, he was the spitting image of his father despite his green eyes but he seemed to have more of Inuyasha's personality. The pup could never hold still and he was always climbing or falling over something. Sesshoumaru and Morgan had begun training him to help him burn off some excess energy but the Ryuu seemed to have a back up supply though both parents would admit that the pup had a natural fighting ability that would rival Mariko's once he reached her level and he had surprised the hell out of them when he suddenly summoned fire with his hands becoming the first of their pups to inherit Morgan's family's abilities.

 

It was almost dark when Morgan had finished all the tasks and none of her family had yet to come home. She didn't expect Sesshoumaru. Sometimes he wouldn't get home until late into the evening and her children were probably having too much fun to come home yet. Sighing, Morgan wondered what else she could do before her family got home. She was staring at the vase of flowers she left in Akina's room before looking up at her daughters' bathroom and smiled.

 

 

 

Steam flowed up from the tub and filled the bathroom she and Sesshoumaru shared. Candles lined the rim of the tub and counter. Their shadows danced on the wall and the pale light, further filtered by the mist, gave the room a romantic glow. The tub was large enough that Morgan was able to stretch completely in the tub and it was deep enough that she could sit up to her shoulders in hot water. The space between her shoulders and chin was covered by bubbles with a soft floral scent. She had showered first before allowing herself the luxurious bath and her hair was still damp from it. Feeling clean, she was now feeling pampered and she rested her head on the soft headrest, her eyes closed, damp curls piled up in a sloppy bun to keep out of the bubbles, and a soft smile on her mouth. This is what she needed to completely relax.

 

Morgan didn't know she had fallen asleep until the sound of her mate's office door closing. There was a cold air in the room that told her that he had checked on her before retreating. The bubbles were almost gone and the candles had small puddles of wax in their holders. The water was getting colder, too.

 

Rubbing the last of the sleep out of her eyes, Morgan rose and dried herself before reaching for her bathrobe that was kept on a peg near the tub. Sesshoumaru's was there too but it had been awhile since he had shared a bath with her. As much as they loved Ryuu, he took up most of her time leaving her exhausted. She was often already asleep when Sesshoumaru retired to bed after completing a days worth of work. Morgan tied the belt with firm hands. She was awake now. She estimated that it was only seven o'clock. Ryuu's bedtime was at nine so they had about an hour before the others got home.

 

Stepping out of the tub, Morgan blew out the candles and easily making her way through the dark, left the bathroom and made her way to Sesshoumaru's office at the end of the hall, in the back of the house. The whole house was dark except the small stream of light escaping from the crack from underneath his door. He wanted to make sure he didn't disturb her. Morgan cracked a smile. How sweet.

 

She didn't bother knocking but quietly opened the door and entered the room.

 

Only the desk lamp was on but it was strong enough to brighten the entire room. It was Sesshoumaru's office but it was also his personal library; full of legal books that she found no interest in. Mariko had been the only one of his family to have taken an interest. Morgan remembered how they both often retreated to here when she was studying for college. Her daughter curled on the lounge and Sesshoumaru in his chair. She had managed to sneak a picture of it once. It was now framed on her dresser. It was one of her favorites.

 

Sesshoumaru was at his desk which was in the middle of the room, facing the window with his back to the door. His back was straight as he went over some forms. She knew he knew she was there but she stayed silent as she approached him. He continued to look over the papers, scribbling something on them here and there. He tilted his head toward her when she gently trailed her fingers along his shoulder.

 

“Did I wake you,” he asked.

 

“No.”

 

Sesshoumaru had never cut his hair throughout the centuries but he now kept it braided to help blend in. The moment he had stepped through the threshold of their home, the concealment spell had lifted turning the black hair back to beautiful silver. It was still in it braid and Morgan moved it over his shoulder to place a kiss on the back of his neck.

 

Sesshoumaru shuddered and Morgan couldn't help but smile. After all this time she could still make him tremble.

 

“Where are the pups,” his voice had already gone husky and he turned slightly to look at her when she straightened.

 

“Morgan wanted to spend some time with them and let them get to know Stephen,” she answered as she slowly moved in front of him.

 

“Ryuu is with them?”

 

“He needs to learn who his eldest sibling is.” She sat on the edge of the desk, ignoring the papers, and straddled his legs with hers. The position gave him a clear view of bare thighs but the large robe kept her seductively covered.

 

Sesshoumaru's eyes glowed and he gently placed his hands on her legs.

 

“What brought this on?”

 

His hands were steadily traveling up her legs, bunching the fabric at her waist until his hands settled on her bare hip. Morgan smiled as he pulled her closer to the edge of the desk. She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him forward until their noses were almost touching.

 

“The pups aren't here.”

 

Then he kissed her.

 

Morgan moaned into his mouth as they both frantically tore at each others clothing. Not bothering with the buttons, Morgan the shirt down the middle and helped Sesshoumaru pull it down his arms as his mouth moved down to her neck. The robe gave way with no resistance and ended up sprawled across the desk like a blanket. The moment it came off, Sesshoumaru pushed her back, laying her on the robe and dragged his mouth from her neck to her breast.

 

Morgan missed having his hair free so she could drag her fingers through it but quickly pushed that thought out of her mind as Sesshoumaru put a breast in his mouth. Morgan cried out as Sesshoumaru suckled hard at her nipple. Her breast weren't as firm as they were when they first met but they were still very sensitive and Sesshoumaru never cared about their loss of shape. It was expected over the years but they still appeared youthful.

 

Morgan whimpered when he switched his attention to the other breast, determined to make it just as red and tight as the other. She wrapped her legs around his waist, whimpering in disappointment when she realized that he was still wearing his khakis. Unable to do anything about it now with him on top of her, Morgan alternated between dragging her fingers through his hair and dragging her claws down his back. Sesshoumaru released his own groan when she arched against him, grinding herself against him as she shifted restlessly against him. He continued to suckle at her breast but he began trailing his hand down her stomach. She whimpered in anticipation and cried out own when he finally touched her center.

 

Sesshoumaru growled when he felt how ready she was and unable to wait any longer he pulled away from her. Morgan watched though hooded eyes as Sesshoumaru undid his pants. He only pushed them down enough to free his erection before returning for her. With his hands on her hips, he pulled her to him and entered her with one hard thrust that had Morgan arching of the desk and her breath stuck in her throat. He didn't wait but began thrusting into her, hard and frantic. Despite their lifestyle, they had never push aside their lovemaking but they usually had to settle for a quiet, quick coupling just in case Ryuu decided to burst through their room wanting water, another story, or anything else that would put off bedtime for a few more minutes. Rarely did they ever have the opportunity for the wilder mating they both enjoyed.

 

Morgan's hands were on the edge of the desk, digging her claws into it as she met his thrust.

 

“More. Please, more.”

 

Sesshoumaru growled as she continued to whither on desk. He could feel her starting to tighten around him. He lowered one hand and touched her nub of nerves. Her eyes opened wide and she chocked on a scream as she came undone, her hips undulating, working herself on him as she climaxed. Sesshoumaru bit his lip, but managed to hold off his own climax. There was still time before the pups got home and he was not yet finished with his mate.

 

She whimpered when he pulled out of her but was too busy recovering to make real notice of him lifting her into his arms. She noticed when he put her on the lounge, leaning her on the armrest. The leather was cold against her breast and she hissed at the contact. She hissed again when Sesshoumaru entered her again. Her skin was hypersensitive and the thrust was almost painful. He must have realized it for he paused. It must have taken everything in him too but he waited, running his hands up and down her back. When she relaxed he began a gentler rhythm, building up her fever until she was pushing back against him.

 

His hand was on her again, touching the stretched skin where they were joined before returning his attention to the nub. She cried out and bucked against him, attempting to escape the sensory overload but Sesshoumaru was relentless. He draped his body on hers, moving harder as she buried her face in the leather, her movements turning from trying to escape to working with him. He growled in her ear as he tried to stall his release a little longer when she finally stiffened against him. Her cry was muffled by the fabric and her muscles clenched tight around him. He followed right after, his teeth digging into her shoulder to muffle his own cries. They slumped against the lounge, breathing heavily and trying to regain their senses while at the same time, neither of them wanted to move just yet. Regaining some strength back into his limps, Sesshoumaru rose and redressed. Gathering the robe, he wrapped Morgan in it and carried her to their bedroom. He tucked them both in and turned out the light. As he settled, Morgan turned to him in his arms and laying her head on his chest. Listening to his heart, she fell asleep, completely relaxed.