InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shippo's First Rut ❯ Culmination of Desire ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6 The Culmination of Desire

 

 

 

Taking it slow was not proving easy for Shippo and Shiori. They managed to be decorous in front of Shiori's mother, but they stole glances at each other constantly. That night they were restless, tossing and turning at being so close and yet sleeping apart. Shippo could not rid himself of the memory of how she felt in his arms, how she tasted when he kissed her. Lying on her pallet, Shiori wrapped her arms around herself to contain the aching need to be held by Shippo again….

 

During dinner the next night, the tension between the two young people was palpable. They would lean towards each other, their bodies like magnets drawing them together. When they found that they had got so close they could feel each others breath, they would smile apologetically and move away. This was not going unnoticed by Shiori's mother, and she tried to hide her smile behind her chopsticks. They were so cute, but enough was enough.

 

“It is a beautiful night,” Shiori's mother said. “Shippo should get out for some fresh air. Why don't you take him for a walk, Shiori?”

 

Looking startled a moment, Shiori blinked then quickly regained her composure. She glanced over at Shippo, who had a bemused expression on his face, and almost blushed. Then she nodded her head, and began to clear away the dishes. Her mother put her hand out to stop her.

 

“Don't worry about those,” Shiori's mother said. “I'll take care of them. You two go now.”

 

Nodding silently, Shiori got up, followed by Shippo. They slipped outside into the cool night air, the stars a bright swirl over head and the gentle susurrations of the sea in their ears. A pregnant silence lay between, as they walked side by side away from the hut. Shippo walked with his arms behind his back, hands clasped, and gazed down the empty beach before them. Occasionally he would glance up at Shiori, catching the breeze ruffling her hair as she walked beside him and thinking how beautiful she looked by the light of the night sky. When they were far enough away from the hut and the other village residences, Shippo gently took her hand, and folded it comfortably in his. She turned to him and smiled, warming his heart…and his blood.

 

“It is beautiful here,” Shippo said. “I had forgotten.”

 

“It is all I have ever known,” Shiori responded with a shrug. “But I guess it is beautiful.”

 

“Where I grew up, I seldom had chance to be by the sea,” Shippo said. “The forests and mountains of Musashi are my home.”

 

Shiori's throat threatened to close on her suddenly. She tried to swallow and clear it, as thoughts of Shippo returning to his home filled her mind. Until now she never considered he might want to go back to his surrogate family. They were probably worried about him…

 

It was apparent to Shippo by the way Shiori's body language betrayed her, that something was wrong. Her sweet face looked troubled and she would not look at him. There was a disturbing sheen on her violet eyes, so he decided to stop.

 

Squeezing her hand gently, Shippo halted and turned to look at Shiori. The sudden cease in movement caused her to come up short and face him. She turned and looked at him solemnly. When he gently caressed her cheek with his hand, she closed her eyes and turned her face into his touch.

 

“Shippo…” Shiori sighed as he tilted her face up to his with fingers, and kissed her.

 

Unlike the previous day, this kiss became deep with urgency almost immediately. Shiroi's arms went around his back, the touch of her small hands softly stroked Shippo's skin and enflamed him more. He could almost hear his blood keening for fulfillment as it raced through his body. Shiori began to tremble and moan, and he could now both feel the heat of her arousal and smell it. That was enough to almost push him over the edge, but he did not want them to go further here in the open.

 

It was not easy to disengage from Shiori, and she clung to him when Shippo stopped kissing her. While he scanned the area for a place to go, his arm around her back, she kissed his naked chest, her hands leaving hot paths of desire where ever she touched him. Finally he spotted a lone boat near the surf. Grabbing her hand, Shippo ran towards it, their flying feet kicking up sand in their wake.

 

Once they had reached the boat, Shippo climbed in, and her hand still in his, helped Shiori in after him. They stood together a moment, holding each other by the waist. Shippo looked into her eyes, glowing like the sky at dusk and licked his lips hesitantly. Inside the battle between the rut and his heart and mind raged. His lust was in check, but probably for the last time…

 

“Tell me, do you want this?” Shippo said, his voice quiet and husky. “Are you ready?”

 

“The rut sings strongly in my veins, though I am just a hanyou,” Shiori replied. “I knew what it was, all along. It only made me feel more of a freak, more alone then ever…until you.”

 

“You're not a freak, please don't think that,” Shippo said, kissing her forehead and rubbing her shoulders. “You are everything to me.”

 

Throwing herself at him, Shiori nearly knocked Shippo down as she kissed him with renewed vigor. They rocked on their feet a moment, and Shippo tried to undo the ties on her yukata. It fell off her and pooled around her bare feet. She fumbled at the ties on his hakama, but he gently moved her hands away to untie it himself. Shiori could not help herself, and gasped when she saw him erect inside his fundoshi. He removed it quickly, and then drew her against him. The swell of her high, firm, round breasts begged for his touch, and he cupped them each in a hand. Trailing kisses like fire down her neck and chest, he made his way to a pert nipple and sucked. She took a quick, sharp, breath and nearly staggered under the erotic onslaught. After giving her other nipple the same attention, Shippo laid her down gently on her back. He continued to kiss her softly and tenderly, and then gently slipped two fingers into her folds. She was hot and wet, and he slid his fingers carefully against her tender parts, eliciting a cry of pleasure from her. Happy with the reaction he was getting, he continued to use his hands, her clitoris hardening like a small pearl under his fingertips. He was gratified when he brought her to climax, and felt the fluids of her culmination bathe him. Opening her legs, he lapped at these sweet juices, making her legs fly up on either side of his head as she gasped from the erotic sensation. So he continued until he had made her cum again.

 

Pushing himself up on his hands, Shippo raised himself above Shiori. He gazed into her panting face, and she looked up at him with eyes like purple flame.

 

“I need to ask you again, do you want me to do this?” Shippo asked. “If you are afraid of being hurt by me…”

 

“I'm not afraid,” Shiori replied, wrapping her legs around his hips. “I want you.”

 

Closing his eyes a moment, he bent his head as his heart beat loudly in his chest. The rut crowed in triumph in his mind and veins, he could almost hear the cheering. His erection hung between them, but before he could go further Shiori surprised him. She wrapped her hand around his cock, and guided it down between her legs. He let her rub him on her opening until he was well positioned, and then slowly he began to press the head inside her. Remnants of her hymen parted as he made his way in, and she gasped. Still, she used her legs to pull him deeper inside.

 

Once all the way in, he could not believe how incredibly tight she felt. He was almost afraid to move. Again she spurred him on by whispering encouragingly for him to seek fulfillment, and achieve his release of the need of the demanding youkai rut. So slowly he began to slide in and out of her, her walls naturally lubricated by her recent orgasms and current arousal. The blood raced in his ears, making a roaring sound, as he pumped faster and faster until he exploded inside her. He lay panting on top of her a moment, but was careful not to crush her. Then he rolled off her and held her in his arms as she snuggled against him.

 

“I love you koibito,” Shippo said. “I am yours.”

 

“I love you too,” Shiori said. But could not help but wonder, what their future would entail.

 

Somehow Shiori knew, if they were to be together she would be leaving her home, and all she knew, behind.