InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ See ❯ Goodbyes ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N: Here’s chapter two Yay!!!! I know you’re all excited…I’m excited. O_o … but we don’t need to go into that at this time.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha and the other characters from said show. The only profit I make from this fan fiction is happiness, happiness from the thought of Sesshoumaru naked…any kind of naked…Mmmmm Sessho-kun. @---&------------.


Now on with the show!!

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(Sesshoumaru’s POV *drool*)


She had the most heavenly scent he could ever remember since he had found himself in this strange land. He knew not how he came to be in this time. One moment he was walking down a forest path, his faithful retainer at his heels, the next, his eyes reeled in indescribable pain and after wiping at them a few moments, he opened them and found himself in the middle of a smooth stone path with some sort of horseless carriage off in the distance and coming his way rapidly.

He had gotten out of the path of the conveyance just in time to not be run down by it. He had found himself holding back a snarl. Didn’t they know who he was? You don’t just try and run over a lord even if he is in you’re way. He had then realized that he was standing on a similar stone path but smaller. He had heard feminine giggling and heard whispered words like “The Miko,” and, “Goshinboku.”

It was then that the awful smell had assaulted his poor nose. He had nearly retched, it was all he had in him to keep his constitution about him. He had turned in the direction the Goshinboku should have been and took off in that direction at a faster then human sight pace. Along the way is when he finally realized that he really wasn’t in the same place he had started out in that morning. The women here wore skimpy clothes…some even wore hakama molded to their bodies. He didn’t see any one carrying weapons…and so many bad smells and strange sights.

Then he smelt it. Calm and soothing…Lavender on the breeze. Lucky for him it was coming from the direction he was heading in. He had alighted in a small patch of trees and quickly found the cause of the scent. It was a girl dressed in all white shrine clothes. She was slowly raking leaves and humming to her self, seemingly not realizing that she was. It was a lovely tune. Maybe she would know where The Miko could be found. He had slowly approached her, as not to frighten her. He had spoken with her and agreed to let her give him a tour when she said The Miko was not available at this time.

Some thing in his gut had sunk when she said that… a small part of him had wanted her to be The Miko. But it was obvious by her clothing she was not…as the shrine Miko would be wearing red hakama not white. Then she had touched him like he’d let no other in most of his long life time, placing his hand upon the god tree. He could feel it’s power… Maybe the tree could help him get home.

The entire time he was in her presence she didn’t look at him. Not once. He had felt that if he didn’t see her it would be the most horrible thing in the world. His demon side gave him a slight push so he could have his wish ‘Want to touch…’ he heard in his mind and couldn’t stop his clawed hand from reaching up and bringing her face to light. ‘Beautiful! Treasure!’ The voice had come again. He ran his senses over her form, learning intimate details about her body, even though she was clothed. From his perusal of her, he learned she couldn’t see…and also that she was an innocent.

He had come back to himself when he saw tears building up in her stormy orbs and was shocked when she had pulled away from him and ran. ‘MINE!’ The voice shouted to him and he sped after her, which was lucky for her mind you as she had taken the time to miss stepping over the low rope fence, and promptly tripped over it instead. The demon inside of him had sighed in contentment when he had her in his arms.

He could smell her fear and felt a power building just as he took a jolt of purifying powers at point blank range. He had let her go, and in the next few moments she was gone from his sight but not his sense range. It was then he realized that she WAS the Miko! Later that evening he had watched as she had called up and danced with the elements, lending power to the Goshinboku. He could almost hear the tree singing in happiness. And that out fit she was wearing! His mouth watered the entire performance. The only thing keeping him from running off with her was the fact that there was another demon in the crowed watching her, and he had this dazed and glazed look in his eyes that Sesshoumaru didn’t appreciate…directed at his Kagome…His Kagome?

After the small kit had left, and her other human friends had said their good byes, the annoying wolf had approached her making ridiculous claims of love. But she had gotten rid of him as well. The wolf looked familiar…Some one he had met before perhaps? He had seen her about to fall over from exhaustion and his demon spurred him forward once more. He had caught her in his arms, savoring the feel of her.

She had exchanged words with him once again, and he had felt her shudder when he spoke into her ear, and smelt a light scent of arousal coming from her. He couldn’t help but take in the scent of her pulse point. ‘Want to touch!’ The voice pushed again. And as he let her go he couldn’t help but run his claws across her stomach. He had smelt the arousal again and sought to distract his inner demon. He had apologized to her for his actions of earlier.

He had sensed a sadness come over her and couldn’t stand the thought of her being so. He gave into his youkai side partially and couldn’t stop himself, and didn’t want to stop himself, from kissing her. At her moans he hadn’t been able to contain himself any longer. He had braced her against the tree and tried to dominate the kiss. Just when he had started thinking about bringing his hands into play, she brought the kiss to an end, and he could tell she was uncomfortable against the tree as she was.

He had licked her neck in consolation, more his own than hers and apologized again for his actions. She had shocked him when she traced a finger over his facial marking and asked him to call her by name…Kagome…He had kissed her hand and taken leave of her for the time being with a grin on his face. He wasn’t going to stay away for long…

Hence why he was currently sitting in a tree outside of her window looking in on her. She was curled up on her side hugging her pillow tightly between her legs, tossing her head back and forth, trying to make what ever dream she was having go away. With all the grace of a ninja his tail slipped off his shoulder and crept into the crack under her window that she’d left only slightly open, then slid it up carefully so as not to make a sound.

As soon as it was all the way up he lightly jumped through and landed right next to her bed. He knelt down and caught her blanket as it fell off of her prone form. His breath caught in his throat for a moment. She slept in the buff! He felt his demon surge through himself instantly hardening his length that was as yet, hidden by his hakama. The only thing gracing her pale body was a tiny silver locket that hung down past her collar bone. Gently, as not to awaken her in a fright, he ran his finger down her skin along the chain of the necklace.

As gentle as he was, she bolted upright murmuring, “No!… Naraku!” Then she seemed to relax and stiffen again in one breath. “Who’s there?” She asked into the dark clutching the pendant. He heard her take in a breath and was surprised when his arms where suddenly full of her in all her naked glory. “Sesshoumaru? How did you get here?” She asked, her breath brushing against his elfin ear. He shuddered and pulled her closer for a moment. ‘Mine.’ He heard in the recess of his mind.

“I came because I felt I should not leave you alone. Was your night dream a bad one?” He asked her quietly his voice rumbling up from his chest. He moaned inwardly when she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing her nose in contact with his throat.

“I understand now. You are the answer to my wish aren’t you? I asked the Goshinboku to send me some one that I could love, who could keep me safe. That’s why you’re here isn’t it?” She mumbled, almost starting to babble. He tenderly placed a kiss on the crown of her head.

“I believe that is true. This place is unlike any other I’ve ever been to, I think perhaps this Sesshoumaru was brought here from the past for you.” He whispered for her ears alone.

“Did I make you come from far away into the past?” She asked Sesshoumaru as he gazed down into her glistening orbs.

“I do not know how far into the past I came from. I only know that there are none of those fast moving, foul, conveyances. Nor do humans and Youkai live together in peace. And women surely do not dress as I have seen this day.” After his small speech he dipped his head down to gain better access to her neck so he could lick the spot he had before. “Mayhap I have been sent to make you my mate. For I can not lie when I say this Sesshoumaru is continuously fighting the urge to do so. In doing so I would be granting you eternal protection. And I’m absolutly willing to love you for all my days my little tama.” He growled into her fragrant flesh.

Her arousal hit him full force and her shuddering in his arms didn’t improve his condition. “Yes… I’ll… I’ll be your m…mate, Sesshoumaru. Oni gai.” She whispered, a hint of lust laced in her tone. He groaned to himself at her plea and caught her lips in a heart stopping kiss. It wasn’t rough, yet it wasn’t chaste. He rubbed his moist lips across hers, teasing her mouth slightly before claiming it in a closed mouth manner. Then after a few moments he drug his tongue across the middle of her lower lip, asking for entrance which she readily granted him.

He worshiped her mouth with his, bringing their kiss to a fevered pitch. Then he pulled his lips from hers’ and spoke to her softly. “Are you sure? That you want this? If we go any further, I will not be able nor willing to stop. You will be irrevocably mine…” His voice trailed off leaving them in the deafening silence of their harsh breaths.

He stared down into her hypnotizing pools of silver and felt himself falling into their depths. He was completely startled when he felt her blunt teeth bite into the side of his neck. His eyes flashed red as his demon fought to get to the fore. Making sure her arms where still around his neck, he ran his long fingers down her ribs, around the curve of her hips, and along her thighs, wrapping them around his waist. He crawled further onto her bed, holding her to himself, and placed her in the middle like he was putting her on display for his eyes only. He took the pillow she had been clutching to for dear life earlier and placed it under her hips to elevate them a bit.

“You’re so beautiful my little tama. I want to taste you so much.” In answer She pulled him to her lips and kissed him as fiercely as she could. “Although I enjoy your enthusiasm my dear… that is not where I wanted to taste you…” He said breaking their kiss. He was silent for a moment waiting for her to realize what he was talking about. When no answering blush met his gaze he chuckled darkly, realizing how much she actually didn’t know.

Careful, so as not to hurt her with his wicked claws, he drew his fingers down her neck, over the curve of her collar bone and around the sweet roundness of her pert young breasts. He ran them across her rosy nipples and reveled in her gasp of pleasure from the contact. His mischievous hands continued their trail down her body and he leaned over to claim one of her protruding nipples into his hot mouth… “Sessho…Sess…ooh.” She gasped out in her melodic voice.

His fingers made contact with her pleasure spot and he quickly moved up to her luscious mouth to swallow her cry of pleasure. He rubbed the spot in a slow circular motion, loving how her hips jerked up against him. He let go of her mouth for a moment and smiled down at her. “This is where I want to taste you love…” He drawled, “Will you let me taste you here?” He asked, teasingly rubbing his lips across hers and yet not quiet kissing her.

His inner demon yelled with joy when she nodded her head frantically, then it yelled at him for saying, “Tell me what you want Tama…” in a whispered voice against her breast.

“Please… taste…taste me…down there.” she said in a passion broken voice. Almost before she was finished speaking his mouth descended on her nether lips, parting them and delving deep into her core. He held her hips down so she would not buck him off of her. He was almost drowning in the scent of her, the taste of her arousal on his tongue made him press on and on until her brought her to her first shuddering orgasm. “Sesshoumaru!” She cried out clutching his head closer to herself.

In the blink of an eye his clothes dematerialized and he was now as bare as she was. He slid up her body and claimed her lips, letting her taste of herself. She moaned into his mouth and he opened her legs a bit further, positioning himself at her slick entrance. “I love you Tama, never forget that.” With as much control as he could, he entered her blissfully hot passage a little at a time until her felt her barrier of innocence.

With a low growl, he thrust past it and was sheathed in her up to the hilt and at that same moment he sunk his fangs into the right side of her neck. Every thing was still for a moment as he listened to Kagome sucking in gasps of air trying to get past the pain of the last few moments. Sesshoumaru could feel her tears running past his lips. He whined low in his throat trying to comfort her. Her inner walls where clenched around him so tight, he didn’t think that he could move, even if he wanted to.

Ever so gently, he pulled his teeth from her neck, then swathed his tongue across the holes he had made in her flesh, quickly closing them with the coagulant readily available in his saliva. “Gomen Nasai…the pain will pass little Tama… I didn’t want to hurt you, but there was no other way… if I could have taken the pain unto my self I would have…Just relax love.” So saying he brought his lips to hers once more and before kissing her he cut his tongue a small amount, enough to bleed, then proceeded to ravish her mouth. His naughty hands resumed their play at her breasts, caressing her nipples.

He could smell her arousal returning as her body relaxed under his ministrations. Her walls loosened just enough for him to tentatively move, pulling himself away from her entrance. He heard her whimper in her lose of him and slowly gave himself back to her, hitting a secret spot inside of her that made her call out his name in a breathy moan. “Sesshoumaru…oh Sessho…please, more…” Was all she got out before he set up a steady pace of thrust and withdrawal. His demon was fighting with him every step of the way. Sesshoumaru was trying to be gentle with her and his youkai side just wanted to burry himself deeper and harder into her tight sheath.

His golden eyes made contact with her mirror like pools and watched as she smiled. “Sessho…don’t hold back…let go…” She whispered to him.

‘MINE! Want to TOUCH! … Let me OUT!’ Roared through his skull and he could no longer hold back the force of nature that was his demonic soul. He felt his eyes bled red, his lavender stripes became jagged and his fangs and claws lengthened. His feral side was out. In a move almost to fast to follow, he pulled out of her, flipped her over and drew her hips back to his, plunging into her core once more.

Animalistic growls and grunts where his speech for now… No matter how hard he pounded into her, she seemed to want it harder and faster…like she was made just for him. He reached under her and grabbed her breasts, using them as leverage to pull her back onto his member. He could feel the energy rising in his body and knew he would release soon, and was comforted by the rippling of her muscles around his shaft, knowing that she would met her orgasm with him.

Sesshoumaru felt pure joy erupt in his heart at her cries of completion and the clenching of her inner walls around himself, which prompted his own. He threw back his head and roared out his release, thrusting into her one last time. As the last of his seed drained into her body, her legs seemed about to give out. Sesshoumaru pulled his shaft out of her and gathered her into his arms. He switched their positions and laid on his back as she cuddled into his chest.

‘Mine. Mate.’ Was all the distant voice in his mind stated as his demonic side faded into the background. Sesshoumaru pressed a kiss to her crown once more and smiled at the faint out line of a crescent moon on her forehead.

While she slipped into slumber he carefully picked up the locket from around her neck and pried it open with out breaking it. There was nothing with in it at this time. With the same stealth-of-a-ninja his tail had used, he gathered some of her barriers blood from her thigh and put a dab of it on one of the inner sides of the locket. Licking the remnants of the blood from his finger he sliced his finger open with a fang and placed a drop of his blood on the other inner wall of the locket…licked his finger clean , then closed the locket and let it take it’s place back against her collar bone.

Sesshoumaru held her in his arms as the rays of the sun reached over her window pane. As the rays caressed her face her eyes opened to met his he saw what seemed to him to be love shining in their reflective surfaces, only to be replaced by a horror that he never wished to see upon her face ever again. ‘Does she regret last night?’ was the first thought in his mind followed closely by, ‘MINE!’

“Sessho…you’re…youR 17;re fading…” She whispered hoarsely. He looked down at the hand caressing her hair and saw that this was not so...She was the one fading! Becoming paler by the moment. He brought his eyes up to hers frantically and cupped her face in his long fingers, dragging her lips up to his one last time as she disappeared from his arms, nothing left but a few sparkles on the wind. He was no longer in the warmth of her bed and her embrace.

He stood on a cold and lonely hill, in a place bereft of her scent…and the scent of her strange time was gone as well. He could not hold back his inner youkai as his orbs turned bloody and his visage became at once more feral then it had ever been. The beast that was Sesshoumaru threw his head back and roared his agony to the rising sun.


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A/N: And that’s the end of chapter 2. I hope you all enjoyed that as much as chapter 1! Please let me know what you thought. Keep in mind I don’t like threatening readers to review…But it really does help with the moral…keeps the spirits up…ya know what I mean? Ano…this was my second Lemon ever… I think it went better then the first one I wrote for my first story…hehehehehe…Sessho with red eyes…mmmm *drool* O_o …what?

Also I’d like to once again dedicate a chapter to my good friend that goes way back to my grade school years. Here’s to ya Big Red! I know you like those Lemony chapters… I know yo do…there’s no denying it!! *wink wink* you and me later baby…

ANYWAY ! Ja Ne! @----%--------,

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