InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sex, Sex, and More Sex ❯ A Midnight Dance for Two ( Chapter 2 )

Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to update everybody. Read, enjoy, then review please.

Last time on 'Sex, Sex, & More Sex'...

All she had to do was take that ridiculously thin robe off from underneath. It was already hanging down low over her shoulders, a revealing slit running down the middle, leaving a small view of her ample bosom and abdomen open to his gaze. It was hardly enough and if he wanted more, he would have as much as he craved. She would deny him nothing.

“Rin,” he murmured, coming up behind her with his lightning fast speed and whisper quiet stealth to stroke her naked forearms until the skin tightened, tiny hairs standing up and goose bumps breaking out over her supple skin.

She jumped in alarm and gasped, “My Lord…” even as a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “What took you so long?”

The Midnight Dance for Two

He slid the annoying cloth off of her shoulders, not sparing it a second glance as it pooled at her feet in shimmering white waves. He nuzzled her neck with his lips and ducked his head to lick over the newly healed wound on her neck. Just thinking about that human male's hands on her was enough to make his blood race with fury. However, fury quickly switched to arousal as his delicious ward let out an equally delicious moan of pleasure.

“Ooh...Sesshoumaru,” she gasped, his tongue having much the effect it had had on her earlier. She wound her arms around his neck though he stood behind her, unconsciously arching and thrusting out her chest.

His eyes drank in the sight as her breasts were raised into his line of sight. It was enough to make him physically show his attraction. Unfortunately, his pants weren't tight enough to hide the evidence and he found himself leaning his hips away from hers as he let his right hand skirt over the hairs on her arms, past her rounded hips and down to the curls above her core. His other hand cupped her soft breast in his palm as his thumb and forefinger teased her nipple. Its color was in stark contrast to the rest of her warm, wanton flesh, like chocolate over french vanilla. The flesh grew into a hard peak that he felt pressed into and pulled away from his hand as Rin shuddered in her heightened state, letting out small mewls of pleasure like a cat in heat.

“Hmm...” Lord Sesshoumaru growled against her shoulder as he raked his fangs teasingly over the flesh covering it.

“Sesshy...don't...there...” she murmured incomprehensibly as his touch started to overwhelm her system. Oh, how she wanted him to continue what he was doing, keep touching her in just this way, but she couldn't let him make her climax this fast. Rin began holding back and squirming in his hold.

“You would resist me, Rin?” he murmured against her neck, more as a statement than a question. She would reach her climax before he did. He would make sure of it. His hand slid between her thighs though she clenched them shut. 'Didn't she know it was useless by now?' he thought to himself as his fingers found the swollen mass of nerves between her legs. She cried out and grabbed at his wrist, her knees knocking together in pleasurable anguish.

“This was your idea, or don't you remember?”

She shook her head with the audacity of a liar, knowing well enough that he could hear the unsteady beat of her heart even though it raced in anticipation of the orgasm that was sure to come. Even now he knew it wouldn't take much more to send her over the edge. The taiyoukai pressed his hands against her waist and spun her to face him with enough speed to leave her dizzy and have her long locks draped over her round shoulder. What he saw on her face made him smile.

She was pouting at him, trying very hard to scowl. The jerk had her right where he wanted her, on the brink of her release, but he had left her there. And even right now, he was smiling and simply brushing her hair from her shoulder as if she were not teetering on the edge of an orgasm. Every muscle in her body was strung tight as he pressed teasingly tender kisses to the base of her neck and collarbone. She knew what he wanted her to say and needed little more prompting to say it if he would simply oblige her and relieve the aching pressure settled deep within her core.

“Ok...yes, it was my idea. I like to get myself into trouble because it catches your attention. It...it makes it easier to...awaken your other passions.” He still did little more for her than those small kisses. She growled and finished, “And it gets me like this for you.”

His mouth closed over the almost painfully hard nipple, causing her to gasp in surprise. Pleased with her honesty, he sucked at the sensitive nub, coaxing another confession from her suddenly dry lips.

“And you…” she hesitated, pausing to lick her lips, “you should be mine.”

He smiled at her possessiveness around the nipple in his mouth. Though she acted reluctant about admitting these things he knew it was just an act. The first time she had realized she could use this as means of approaching him sexually, he had thought she would prove to be a meek lover, especially since it was her first time. Oh how wrong he was…

It was a day unlike this one. The skies were blotted out with grey and black and it was near raining. Rin was staying close to Sesshoumaru's side and he had draped his boa around her to keep her warm in the approaching winter. Normally he would never have had her remain so close but the winters were especially harsh on her frail human body. It was the turn of her seventeenth winter as well and she still smelled of her cycle which had recently finished. Other predators could smell her for miles and he could smell them just beyond his field of sight, buried in the cover of the trees.

Looking back, he should have left her somewhere where she'd be safe, but it had never been a problem before. He had always been able to protect her. As long as she remained close to him, nothing came near them. After all, they could sense that his power surpassed their own by far. He was the killing perfection.

Everything was progressing well enough for the night except for the fact that it was cold and, despite being swaddled in his fur, his ward continued to shiver. By the morning she would be sick and weak and vulnerable. He should have left her behind, if only for her own good.

He was reaching to run his fingers through her hair and maybe pull her closer so she could bask in his own warmth when he heard a twig snap nearby. It was too close for him to be relaxed. He drew his sword and rose to his feet as an attack was launched from behind. Pivoting swiftly on the balls of his feet, he was able to kill the demon with the flick of his wrist. He would have been pleased with himself had another demon not leapt onto Rin and begun to drag her towards the forestry.

She began to scream bloody murder and being roused from sleep so abruptly and dragged unceremoniously over the ground towards what very well could be her death. It was like a living nightmare. Sesshoumaru gave chase and leapt over her, cleaving the fiend in half and landing light on his feet above her head. The blood spurted over her face leaving her in shock and thoroughly disgusted. And he would have let her lie there until she was able to move if the bloodshed wouldn't have added to the predators already flocking over her smell. Instead, he pulled her to her feet rather roughly by her upper arm.

“Go clean yourself.”

“Jaken…M-master Jaken,” she mumbled irrationally.

“I'll take care of it,” he told her and pushed her in the direction of the stream nearby before calling the Ah-Un to escort Rin to her destination and going to deal with Jaken. To be honest, Sesshoumaru was upset that two demons had outwitted him by double teaming. So, instead of explaining things to Jaken, he found a sizeable stone and knocked the toad out before returning to his ward.

She really was in bad shape after her scare but she had insisted she stay with him instead of remaining at his home in the Western Lands since she began her cycle. He had been foolish enough to bow to the coaxing of a human girl and look what had almost happened. She could have been killed. But all thoughts of taking her back to the castle was stalled as he saw her sitting in the stream, fully clothed, with her knees pulled against her body and her head resting atop them. She stared off into space and cried silently until he waded through the stream to stand next to her.

She stared up at him with those large eyes, fresh and glistening with newborn tears ready to be shed. They were troubled with fear. Though she sat in the stream and allowed her clothes to soak through she still had yet to wash the blood and dirt off her face. And, it seemed, she wouldn't be able to do so until the surprise wore off. So, he untied her obi and dipped it in the water to wash her face off.

She started at the contact and stared at him. He saw the fear turn into calm and the calm turn into something else that he was sure could not be there. He continued to wash her face then her neck. Then he bent to part her kimono and it was his turn to start. Having missed the chance to see her naked since she was ten—and simply because of the differences in their ages—it was easy for him to think of her as more of a child than a woman. But the full breasts he saw when he pulled back the material of her clothes was enough to dispel any such thought. She had blossomed into a woman right before his eyes and he had somehow neglected to take notice of the change.

He looked up into her eyes simply as someplace to look other than her ample bosom and this time there was no mistaking the look in her eye as something else. It was sexual excitement. And he found his arousal oddly piqued by that one heated look though, under normal circumstances, he would have just walked away.

She turned to him to take the obi away from him, inadvertently flashing him with a less obscured view of her chest. With their animal instinct, Ah-Un walked away, ready to sit on an annoying green demon should he wake from his unconscious slumber.

“Thank you, my Lord,” she purred out huskily as she let the rest of the garment fall off her shoulders, “But I can clean myself now.”

Sesshoumaru may have been surprised at how forward his ward was acting, but she could sense the loose grip he seemed to have on his control and was prepared to exploit it. She had fantasized about him for a long time and felt shame for doing so. Because, of course, a great demon Lord such as himself would never have anything to do with a human such as herself. He had voiced his opinion on the matter more than once when referring to his half-brother InuYasha and his “pet” Kagome.

However, Rin wasn't naïve enough to believe what he said when she could read in his eyes what he really felt about her. Until now he had shown no such interest but it seemed he had finally come to realize her as a woman of her own race.

Rin dipped the obi in the water and ran it down her neck and over her shoulder slowly as her Lord went to sit on the bank and watch to make sure nothing attempted to attack her. Though, he must admit, he was doing a piss poor job at it. Her scent was harshly affecting his nose, plaguing his mind. And besides, any man would find it impossible to keep good watch on much more than her body as she ran the silken cloth over her collarbone and down over her breasts, the water coupled with the night air causing the nipples to stand pert. Then she arched her back and ran her hand lower still until it left her abdomen glistening and her hair dipping into the water. Next, her hand ran over one thigh, then the other. Instead of plunging it between her legs, she then ran the cloth over her inner thighs even slower than before.

She was putting on a show for him and he knew it; however, he found himself engrossed in watching the act. He noticed the tightness in his pants as she dropped the obi and rubbed her core with her fingers and parted the petals of her womanhood as if she planned to pleasure herself. But, she merely washed herself and stood to walk out of the stream and over to her master.

“Sesshoumaru-sama? That was my last clean kimono.”

He stared up at her and waited until she knelt by his side to drape his own kimono around her shoulders. As he leaned to do so, their lips brushed against each other. She pressed her lips against him first, sparking an animal instinct to dominate her. It was then that he was lost. He crushed his lips to hers and wrapped his arm around her waist, lowering her to the ground. She was like a water nymph, naturally seductive.

The demon plunged his tongue into her mouth and nudged her legs apart with his hand, pleased that her passion matched his. He ran his claw up and down her inner thigh, growling into her mouth as she shivered and arched against him. He couldn't take much more of the torture the aroused virgin was doing to him so he delved a two fingers into her core, growling again as she cried out into his mouth in not only blinding pleasure but pain as well. Tears pricked at her eyes and for a moment he saw fear pass through her gaze.

His demonic energy had been flaring so violently that he had almost forgotten that she wasn't some common girl or virgin that had been given to him. She was something special. No matter how he sought to deny it, the way she had his inner demon almost roaring in uncontrolled pleasure made it perfectly clear. She deserved to be taken gently and she deserved to feel anything but fear her first time. Of all of the servants he had ever had, she had been the most loyal by far. If he told her to walk off the edge of a cliff she would do it because she had faith he would save her before she fell to her death.

Sesshoumaru pulled back from Rin's lips and began to press kisses over her neck and collarbone until excitement clouded her vision again. Only then did he begin to move his fingers inside her again, slowly pumping them in and out of her tight, wet womanhood. At first she groaned in pain though very soon she was moaning in pleasure and writhing beneath him.

“Please…” she gasped. “Sesshoumaru…mmm…”

He could hear her toes curling against the grass as her walls tightened around his fingers. He knew what it would feel like to be inside her right then, but he had to actually feel it to be satisfied and she was ready for him. As he pushed his hakama down his hips and parted her legs. He lifted her hips and leaned over her, letting her wrap her arms around his neck as she reached for him. She kissed his jaw repeatedly, giving her consent silently before he entered her with his hard length.

Rin tensed beneath him as he spilled her first blood so he moved slowly again until her nails dug into his back, urging him on. Her hips bucked against his and her body arched instinctually until he moved faster into her. Rin's eyes closed in pleasure and Sesshoumaru could feel how hard her heart was beating; hear how harsh her breaths were coming as he pushed them both closer to oblivion.

“S-Sesshy…” she gasped and buried her mouth against his neck to muffle her screams of pleasure as her womanhood spasmed and clenched around him again and again. The sensations were driving him too close, but he was determined that no half-breed would be born of this union so he pulled out of her and spilled his seed over the ground as he dug his teeth into her shoulder, barely holding back from piercing her flesh and beginning a ceremony that could not be undone…

Author's Note: I know I didn't finish the “present” part of this chapter but for what I'm going to put in the next chapter, which will be another lemony fresh scene plus some other content (surprise, surprise), its better that I stop here. I hope you enjoyed this. The next chapter will most likely conclude this story. As one of my editors tells me, “more than three chapters of smut and you should probably think about where all this sexual tension is coming from.”