InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Returning the Favor ❯ The Fool Who Knows he Knows Nothing, is Wise ( Chapter 6 )

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By: Azuka

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and Co.
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Chapter Five: The Fool Who Knows he Knows Nothing, is Wise
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Kai closed the door softly behind him with a large, toothy grin. “I see reason for rejoice. However, I am confused as to why you allow it to show. Are you going soft in the presence of the Priestess?” Kai leapt a mile out of his skin the moment the baritone voice of his lord came out of no where, but as he finished speaking, Kai found himself in another bout of silent giggles. Inu no Taishou had an infant human sitting around his head in a passionate adventure of the demon’s hair and face. “S-sir?” Kai managed, his eyebrow shooting up as the laughter nearly overtook his mind. The Lord of the West was not amused, but made no move to hinder nor remove the child. “You will answer me.” “F-forgive me, sire.” Kai tore himself away from the overwhelming scene, whipping his torso downward with a scowl of contained laughter. “I am simply… overjoyed that the Prince has found his Life-Mate.” “How long have you known this?” Kai kept himself bowed deeply, his talons biting into his palms and releasing a measured amount of potent poison to push the laughter behind chains and iron. “Perhaps, my Lord, we might step away from the Prince’s door.” Inutaishou grunted in approval and started forward, the infant on his lap tumbled off his head in the process, without missing a beat or thought, the twin tailed pelt on his back rolled up to catch the infant and place him back on his perch. The child gurgled in glee and grasped onto the big demon’s cheek’s to hold himself as he drooled and chewed on the master’s hair.

Kai followed behind silently, his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. However greatly amusing the sight was, confusion continued to override Kai’s immediate thoughts. “Kai.” The tiger jogged to his master’s side in an instant. “This child is now a member of this Estate, a ward to the House of the West.” Kai blinked as he allowed himself to openly stare at the child now, in question. Shaggy black hair, deep forest green eyes and already bronze skin. “Oh, and what is the little guy’s name?” Inutaishou glanced at his most promising General yet in approval. “Her name is Misou. You make reference to her being male?” Kai blinked in surprise and looked at his master. “She is Taijiya. As you know, I have ties in the Clan and know personally the Head Master and Lady. I owe them this favor.” The Western Lord stopped at his library and entered, Kai closed the large round bamboo doors, painted gold and silver. He turned then and remained still as the Lord was setting the infant down, his hair and armor black in place, no sign than the infant had been anywhere near the Lord’s aristocratic head. “If I may be so bold, my lord?” Inutaishou sighed and moved to his desk, leaving the infant to roll happily and obliviously in a pile of large silk pillows. “You and the Priestess will be the one’s to train her in most things I am unable to achieve being who and what I am. I will participate in the growth of the child’s martial arts, but only to the best my position will allow, however, will be the priestess who train the rest of the girls natural skills, you and Sesshomaru are to take no physical part in her training there.” Kai blinked and opened his mouth, but the Lord had seated himself and cast him a dismissive glare, the tiger bowed and exited silently.

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I backed away from him as he advanced, the glow of his eyes sending unbelievable feelings burning down my spine. I felt trapped, alone and defenseless against those eyes. I trembled as the night air suddenly shoved against my back through the open shoji doors. I gasped and blinked; it was my downfall. He was upon me like shadow in a sealed box, his presence overriding all six of my natural senses in an instant. My mind exploded as his touch skimmed up my thighs, around the curve of my hips; his fingers tracing and bending to every curve as he went higher still to run his fingertips across the flutter of my ribcage.

His chuckle echoed across my senses like a stone thrown into a pond, distorting the picture as my world trembled and blacked out for a second. “Kagome.” My eyes opened with a start and I was looking back into his eyes, as beautiful and terrible as the dawn. “Sesshomaru.” He growled in approval at the return of my senses, his hands holding my ribcage in a feather soft touch. His thumbs, however, created pressure as they danced over the still fluttering bone and flesh. I inhaled and closed my eyes as I felt him move against me. His hair slid onto my shoulder as his forehead touched my temple; his mannerisms almost dog-like as he rubbed his skull across mine softly, brining himself closer as he straightened so subtly against me that I gasped and froze. He loomed over me now, almost totally encasing against him with his powerful, lean frame.

It was his hands that moved without absolute control and subtlety, following the length of my ribs back as one hand went up and the other down. The hand descending smoothed back to hold my hip and bring me sharply against him as the hand ascending slipped beneath my hand to hold the back of my neck, tilting my head upward sharply. I gasped and looked into his eyes again, my heart fluttering madly in my chest as my temperature spiked dramatically. He watched my eyes for a moment before seeing something he liked and pressing his lips to mine. My mouth fell open at the sudden rush of power and elation that ripped through my entire being at the most simplest of touches. My hand shot up almost instantly and smoothed up the column of his neck to hold his powerful jaw. His tongue tapped against the tip of mine hesitantly at first before it indulged itself in leisure. My thoughts scattered and I was helpless to the fire as it swept over me in powerful waves, the strength and emotion behind those flames startled me as much as it was orgasmic. I tipped my head out of the kiss and his lips immediately went for open flesh, kissing down the length of my jaw, from my chin to my throat, all the while his claws shredded easily through the fabric I had been wrapped in. He moved away from me then, his mouth coming away from my collar bone.

Were it not for the arm he kept around my hips, I would have tumbled back over the small railing and into the bamboo patch of forest in the mountain side. I looked up at him and shivered from the cold and the intensity of his gaze. Quite suddenly and out of no where, lightning erupted in the sky and not without a moment hesitation, it began to down pour. His eyes sparked in youkia flame as a pleasured growl rumbled from his chest. I was soaked, completely and thoroughly. The water sprayed from my lips with each release of ragged breath, my hair clinging and moving against my flesh under sway of the rains powerful downfall. He, himself was very wet as well, and it took me only a second to see he was only his white hakama’s. I followed the rivulets as they danced downward across his skin, noticing the rise and fall of his lean chest, the flex and release of the corded muscles. My eyes shot back up to his and I grinned, feeling his claws lengthen against my flesh as he stepped forward and brought me against him in a single motion. I gasped at the dominance and power behind that simple movement, but he captured my mouth again, his other hand skimming claw-tips first down my side until he smoothed back around to grasp me behind my leg to lift it up against him. I arched; helpless to his body’s call and the overwhelming command of his actions and his soul. I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and I was helpless.

Growling into my mouth I whimpered and wrapped my arms tightly around his shoulders, holding myself against him in utter defeat of my desire and inability to control it. He ripped his mouth away from mine, leaving painful, searing kisses down the right side of my throat to bite the muscle between my shoulder and neck. I cried out sharply, but turned and kissed him hard on the cheek, pulling my nails across the width of his back. “Sesshomaru.” I whispered as he pulled me off the ground, I instinctively pulled my other leg up over his hip. He turned around and went back inside, his hands somehow went from holding me under the knee to flipping it them around somehow to lifting me up by the back of my knees and onto his shoulders. My hands dug into his hair as my hands tipped back, a warmth so deep and intense climbed up my stomach, burning and numbing as silence echoed across my senses.

The fall broke me as I landed in a bed of silk, his mouth still buried between my legs. I trembled and arched wildly against the silk, its sensation anchoring me against the powerful tides. I cried out incoherently, sharp spurts of would be words as the world shrank down around me.

My eyelids fluttered open as the bed moved without my influence, my body tingling as if it fell asleep on me, aftershocks of powerful pleasure still scattered my thoughts and coherent reason. But I saw him, pierce through the trembling and the echo’s. He loomed above me, obviously pleased with himself and my reaction to him. “Kagome.” My eyes fluttered and closed as inhaled, my back arching as I stretched under him, my belly rolling against his until my chest pressed and fell from his own. He growled, following the movement of my body before looking back at me. I swallowed a few times and lifted my hand to his cheek. “What are you doing to me?” I asked, amused with my disorientation and scattered brains. He grinned and lowered his mouth to mine in a soft, chaste kiss. “Continue to enjoy yourself, little girl. It brings me pleasure.” He licked gently up the side of my neck, rubbing his cheek almost roughly against mine. I rubbed my legs eagerly up and down his as I tilted my head to offer more room. He growled in approval and followed the movement of my left leg until he reached the soft underside of my knee and held it tight against him. He shoved urgently down against me, and the sudden pressure left a heavy phantom push that pulsed against my flesh insistently even as he moved to kiss and lick the water off my chest.

I hissed and arched as he cleaned each breath thoroughly and indulged in play, while my still being helpless to the fire and the undertow that had gripped me. “Sess…” I whined and pushed my hips down his, lifting my arms up to help in the restless movements. I was on fire, it was consuming and demanding; it seemed only his touch, his kiss and his attention could stave the powerful flames. He wasn’t touching me nearly enough. “Sesshomaru, please…” Trying to tell him was hard, the words caught and contorted into whines in my through, drawn out and airy. He growled in response, his fangs digging into the soft flesh of my left breast. I turned into the bite, his flesh against mine released some pressure, but the core of the fires raged hotly and would not be calmed.

Hooking my right leg over his hips I rolled myself against him, shuddering as the flames receded sharply and came back with an explosion of vengeance at the mock-play. I hissed and dug my nails up his back, drawing myself up enough to whisper reverently in his ear. “What are you waiting for? My innocence will be rendered now or later, Sesshomaru. Now, please.” I whined and licked up the side of his jaw like he’d done to me, pleased when he shuddered and pressed his full body weight down onto me in an act of dominance. He growled and braced himself up enough to loom over me, encasing us in a curtain of his silver hair.

He was beautiful. Deadly gorgeous, in a godly way.

His hakama’s came off quickly, his claws making short work of the fabric and tossing them aside as he grasped my thighs and pulled them open. I gasped as my fingers touched my pubic bone, set in motion and frozen in place all in a breath as he stared at me. “You provoked the beast, woman. Take his wrath.” His eyes bled scarlet and all six of my senses became suddenly so acute I could make out the flames of his beast in the youki that surrounded him, the sound of his fires suddenly deafening the room as an unnatural wind set the entire room into motion. I gasped as he lowered himself over me with a steady motion that was more deadly than it was water-like. He was very much, every part of him the predator right now; his focus entirely on me with a hungry desire that encouraged the flow of my blood until the sound of its beat drowned out the sound of his fire. “Sesshomaru.” The beast snarled viciously in approval, though the action was still very man-like, the tones and subtle movements were entirely beast-like. His muscles rippled when every movement and I was trained on the sight of the meat gliding across one another and hardening to steel as he held himself a breath away from mine, his heat burning against my flesh like the suns intense glare. I arched and connected our flesh, the heat blending us together, and the fires burned hotter as the hiss of steam rose up in the back of my mind. The picture was vivid as an actual fog covered my senses.

The beast snarled in approval as he experienced the same sensory overload I had as he ground himself against the damp folds of my flesh. I hummed as the fires cooled to a tolerable desire, and encouraged the contact with my own movement. The fires were cut suddenly as pain snuffed the bright flames, leaving embers and smoke. My eyes shot open as my lungs froze; he was too big! I felt the sting as the rings of tight muscles snapped under the sudden intrusion. Sesshomaru grunted above me and reality crashed in around me from all sides. I looked up into his scarlet eyes, seeing blue irises encased in gold staring back at me. He lowered his nose to mine and growled, his nose wrinkling as he brushed his cheek against mine in the next moment. I smoothed my hands down his shoulders, feeling as if my belly couldn’t contain him and movement with rupturing something important. I felt short of breath and stiff. “Sesshomaru…” “Shh.” He growled and lowered his torso onto mine, it crushed any ability my lungs had to intake air and I floundered for a moment, but then something warm, soft and velvety smooth traveled over me from head to toe; like a blanket, or I had been dipped in warm water. I opened my eyes to him moving, a drag and shove blowing into the embers and slowly the fires returned. I gasped and grabbed onto his trembling, corded biceps and looked up at him. He shoved his face into the crook of my right shoulder and bit back down on his earlier bite. I quivered and arched fruitlessly against him. “Oh-gods!” I cried out sharply as the fires exploded, forcing me to screw my eyes shut and move restless once again under him. The undulating pressure on my insides felt like nothing I could have imagined, it controlled the tides, fanned the fires and steady brought them to peak. I was trembling uncontrollably now. “Ah-onegai…Ouji… Sesshomaru-sama!” The fires overtook me, the tides consumed me and I was lost. I was numb, but the waves continued to pour over me; I was burning, but the fires were dying.

I floated back into myself a second later, feeling the exhausted, powerful being above me still with a single held breath. He braced himself and rose regally above me; golden eyes coherent and aware. I smiled up at him through hooded eyes, my heart still racing, my skin hypersensitive and my blood pulsing. “Sesshomaru.” He grunted, a grin of pure male arrogance gracing his beautiful face. “Did you enjoy yourself, Kagome?” I giggled. “I think that was pretty much obvious, what about you though?” I asked seriously, swallowing and blinking my focus back into place. He chuckled and kissed the tip of my nose. “You need not ask, but if it would ease your mind.” He lowered himself upon me purposefully, dragging his length back across my abused flesh. I hissed, arched and froze, scowling at the torrents of pleasure shockwaves that bolted through my nervous system. “This Sesshomaru actually, quite enjoyed himself.” I giggled and pulled him down for a kiss.

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Pandora: OMG! That was one helluva lemon people!! *fans herself* whew!

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