InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shivering Sands ❯ Blaze ( Chapter 9 )

A/N: Err...I got a “little” sidetracked, you know, with the holiday and all...:) Enjoy!

 

“I just need some time to think," she said low, as she walked down the shrine steps. She traveled quietly through the neighborhood, lost in her thoughts until she saw the meadow that led to the expanse of ocean she sometimes wandered to.

 

The gentle crash of the distant waves was very soothing to her and she cut across the meadow to wander near the craggy rocks. She passed through the sizable hole in between a cliff and the waves to reach her favorite spot. Emerging from the other side, she walked for sometime, until she found a place to sit in the sand.

 

The warm breeze lightly brushed her hair across her face as she sat, her arms wrapped about her knees. She sighed gently. “InuYasha. Is what Mama said true? Do I have to let you go? It still hurts.”

 

She swallowed heavily and scooped up a handful of the soft sand, watching it as it slid in between her fingers. 'But Sesshomaru," she thought. 'With him, I don't hurt anymore.'

 

She turned her head as a movement in the distance caught her eye. 'Its him,' she thought, her heart fluttering at the realization. She stood slowly and brushed the sand from her person, then began walking toward him a decidedly measured pace.

 

As he drew near her, she wondered nervously, 'What can I say? Where do we go from here?' As they stood before one another, a silence passed between them.

 

Kagome peered up at him hesitantly. He was gazing at her with the quiet pensiveness that was Sesshomaru, but there was a tenderness in his eyes and something else she didn't quite understand.

 

She rubbed the edge of her sleeve with her thumb and forefinger. "You knew I was here," she asked softly.

 

He nodded. He had strode outside, preparing for his walk along the surf, when he sensed her. "I scented you." Her eyes lowered somewhat. "I thought so."

 

He noted her inner nervousness, her fluttering pulse. "Come with me," he said, turning his body and starting in the direction he came. She fell instep beside him, her thoughts jumbled. 'Maybe I should go, I shouldn't be here.' But she couldn't deny that she wanted to be with him here, just like this.

 

They walked quietly for some time, his gaze flickering toward her as he thought how appealing she looked to him. Her long, dark hair swaying behind her, her slim yet voluptuous form, and her beautiful face furrowed slightly with her thoughts.

 

They neared a jagged flat rock formation with some portion of it stretching above the ocean. The moon sat so low that it appeared to be resting on the water, large and silvery.

 

Sesshomaru stopped before the rock, and turned to look at her, his eyes unfathomable. Kagome found herself transfixed for a moment by those eyes, those golden eyes now fading to amber that looked at her with such an appeal.

 

She turned away nervously and trod to where the surf gently broke against the sand. She dipped her feet in, smiling as she felt the grunion tickle her toes. She turned toward him. "I'm amazed. Its so beautiful here, and no one ever comes out here."

 

He spoke then, his eyes gazing at the horizon. "You're the only one who sees it as it truly is. There is a barrier. Others see a jagged rock formation and a cliff." She stared at him incredulously for a moment, suddenly realizing that he had allowed her in. "A barrier. How clever of you," she said softly.

 

He lifted himself onto the flat, protruding rock, and held his hand out to assist her. She hesitated but for a moment and he lifted her up with ease. A silence passed between them, all that could be heard was the gentle roar of the waves.

 

He sat near her, enveloped in her scent, hearing the gentle thud of her heart. He spoke then. "I know what it is that plagues you," he said, his eyes trained on the moon as were her own.

 

She went completely still as she listened to his well modulated voice speak slowly over the rippling waves. “You are still mourning InuYasha. You are torn over your feelings for me and what has passed between us. I comprehend your hesitation, but I have this to say to you,” he said as a soft breeze passed between them, rippling the black and silver hair.

 

"All that was, isn't anymore. Yet somehow, we remain the only two left standing," he said, his voice achingly soft. "Perhaps it is inevitable that we're here like this."

 

She retreated within herself in that moment, as his words washed over her. So similar to what her mother had said, so poignant, so rippling, so effective.

 

Her eyes returned to his. "Perhaps," she said in a near whisper. The heat was there between them, it was visually palatable. 'I want to be with him. I do. I can't deny it anymore.' She remained sitting upright, her hands clasped about her knees, and yet they still held one another's gaze.

 

His face was so near hers now, that she shivered. She suddenly felt tired, tired of fighting, tired of mourning, tired of waiting. She wanted him, that's all she knew now.

 

He was only inches from her lips as she lowered her lashes in breathless anticipation. Instead of kissing her fully, he faintly brushed his lips across her rosebud of a mouth, barely touching her, and trailed a path across the delicate sweep of jaw.

 

As he neared the column of her throat, she sighed. "Sess," she murmured in one last plea for sanity, and then melted as he nudged the soft skin gently with his nose and then tenderly kissed the flesh.

 

Her body quivered and she slid her hands to the rock to lean into his caress. His mouth felt so warm. so luxurious as he trailed a path to her delicate collarbone; with the utmost care, he nibbled the flesh there slightly, feeling a rush of pleasure as she moaned infinitesimal.

 

He trailed his kisses upward across the line of her jaw until he neared her soft lips. She opened her eyes slightly then to gaze at him and was amazed by the depth of passion she saw there.

 

She melted as he kissed her lips, closing her eyes against the haze of feeling that engulfed her. She slid her hands from his chest to just below his face and kissed him with all of the budding desire in her young body. His skin tingled from her touch, from her nearness, and he pulled her closer to him.

 

She molded her body against his, wanting more of him. He ached as his hands slid beneath her shirt across the exquisite curves of her hips, and her small voluptuous waist;the supple flesh of her back was agonizingly soft. 'She is a virgin, a human virgin at that', he thought hazily. `I shall have to take great care.'

 

He retained his grip on her and gathering her into his arms, he slid off the rock and began walking, settling her against him. She lay calmly with her head against his chest. Glancing toward him, she asked softly, "Where are we going?'

 

He allowed himself a small smile. "You will know shortly," he said amused. She flicked her gaze upward as they exchanged a look, then closed her eyes. "Hmm," was all she said. After a few minutes, they reached their destination.

 

As she felt him slow, Kagome opened her eyes and marveled at what she saw. It was a charming small house with the traditional sloping roof, white and tan wood with a large window containing an unobstructed view of the ocean. He slid open the door, and they went inside.

He slackened his arms to set her down and she slid against him, gazing into his eyes for a short time as a moment passed between them. Then, she turned away to investigate the interior of the house.

 

It was a small cottage at best, one room with a raised floor comprising one section of the room with a fluffy, feather down mattress. The floor served as a sort of dais and was softly accentuated with pillows. The other section contained a tiny kitchen. The only other room was a small bathroom with a large tub.

 

He did nothing except watch calmly while she satisfied her curiosity. “This is yours,” she said as she turned to him questioningly. He cast a look toward the beach. “It all is,” he said placidly.

 

“This is where you were before we met tonight,” she said as she returned to stand before him. He said nothing, but simply looked at her.

 

Suddenly, then, she understood. What he had been doing, why he was there, everything. That there were times when the memories of that empty castle were too much, where he retreated sometimes when he thought of those he had lost.

 

She said nothing, but lowered her gaze and wrapped her arms about him, her face quiet and contemplative. HIs eyes softened as he thought of her ingeniousness, her vulnerability. “Are you sure,” he asked her, his clawed hand lifting to stroke the curtain of black hair.

 

“Yes,” she said faintly, her voice muffled against his chest. He noted that even though she replied yes, she was trembling. He lifted her chin up with one of his fingers. “There are robes in the interior closet, perhaps you'd like to change into one.” She nodded and stepped away, heading toward the bathroom.

 

She shut the door behind her gently, then leaned back against it heavily, her body unable to stop quaking. She opened the closet door, and picked out a dark blue night kimono that surprisingly was the proper size, falling just between her knees and upper thighs.

 

She slid it over her bra and underwear, then glanced fleetingly at the mirror to assure it covered her. She breathed a final deep breath to quell her nervousness, she opened the door.

 

After advancing into the room, she realized that he was no longer there. She looked about for a moment and then sank down upon the mattress that sprawled over the entire floor.

 

“Oh, wow that feels good,” she sighed as she swung her legs over. `Where is he,' she thought, her gaze sliding to the window before her, where she then saw him coming from near the waters edge.

 

His robe had been discarded, leaving only his hakama covering his legs. She got her first look at his naked upper body, and she inhaled at the sight of him.

 

His shoulders were broad, his arms supple yet he was not over muscled. His chest was well defined and solid, with rippling abdominals. He had a beautiful body, it was undeniable.

 

For some reason at that moment, Kagome felt very shy, and she turned away to the wall, lying prone against the mattress just as he slid the door open.

 

He entered the room with eyebrow raised as he pressed the button that retracted the viewing window until it fully slid upward and the warm night air filled the room. She did not turn around, yet he knew that she heard him.

 

His eyes intensified and a faint smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he relinquished the button and walked to where she lay. She tensed as he got in beside her, sliding his palm against her belly as he pressed his body to hers, dropping a sensual kiss against her throat.

 

She quivered and gasped in surprise as he turned her over slightly to gaze into her face. `His eyes,' she thought, `are so intense.' His golden orbs were now mere slits, darkening somewhat to a deep amber, the rim of the pupil now blue with yellow flecks.

 

Sesshomaru could see her pulse thumping wildly as he tilted his head toward hers, capturing her lips briefly before trailing to her chin and delving against it with his mouth. She was shaking profusely now with pleasure and apprehension. He noted her nervousness and sat up, pulling her against him. Her eyes were wide as he settled her on top of him as she wondered what next to expect.

 

He sat back among the pillows, then reached out and pulled her to him. He pushed down his desires as he saw how frightened and unsure she was, but he knew she wanted to be with him. He had to soothe those fears.

 

With his other lovers, it was different. Youkai females weren't like that, they had no such trepidation as their strength was similar to the males; they could well defend themselves. It was a battle of strength, a dance, a battle of wills.

 

This was something different, as he knew it would be for a long time. He settled her against his broad chest, her fragrant hair just beneath his chin. She pressed her cheek against him, resting there as her thoughts ran the gamut, listening to the deep sound of his heart reverberating through him.

 

Her body was somewhat stiff as if she was poised to flee any second, like a bunny rabbit hoping that its stillness would prevent its capture. He then began stroking her long hair and her smooth, creamy back as he attempted to soothe her the way some would a frightened pup. The long robe gaped against her small frame. He made no other move, except to hold her there, caressing her.

 

Her body relaxed under his tender ministrations, as well as her thoughts. 'Its so nice, sitting here like this. I was so afraid earlier. I don't know why,' she thought, 'This is Sesshomaru. We've become the best of friends lately, in fact, he's the only one I confide in now. But...'

 

"I love your house...both of them...but here," she said finally, feeling lulled by the sound of the crashing waves. "Its just enough." She turned her gaze back to him inquisitively with a smile playing about her lips. "It makes me wonder how many trysts you've had here before."

 

His golden eyes smiled in amusement "You are the first," he said. They grew silent again then, and she continued to lay against him, contemplative. Finally she screwed up her courage to ask. "Why," she said, tilting her head up to gaze at him.

 

He knew what she was asking, and he gazed into her eyes seriously, a light within the amber depths. "You know why," he said, his voice deep, his eyes sensuous. He twirled his finger around a lock of her blue-black hair.

 

She was mesmerized, unable to look away. She knew why, that what was between them was powerful, overwhelming. She said nothing, instead lifting her cheek from his chest to place a gentle kiss upon it. He made no move toward her, just the slightest flick of his eyes downward until they were almost closed.

 

She kissed him, this time, her lips sliding upward until she neared the crook of his neck. She buried her face there for a moment. 'His skin is so soft,' she thought shyly. She breathed in the scent of him, compelled to feel her lips upon his skin.

 

She placed her lips there, soft and feather light. She heard a slight rumble from his chest, but he remained still. Her eyes lit upon the strong, protruding collarbone, and suddenly, she wanted to kiss it as well.

 

She did so, accentuating the kiss with her tongue as she finished. Sesshomaru pulled slightly at her robe, sliding it off of her shoulders. He sighed inwardly. 'Her ministrations are undeniably pleasurable,' he thought as he placed the tips of his claws carefully against the delicate skin of her back and swirled the nails slightly.

 

She sighed with pleasure as he did so, her lips leaving his collar until they neared the pointed ears. She hesitantly bit against his lobe, and a slight vibration issued from his chest. Emboldened, she slid her little tongue into the crevice of his ear. Her own body felt warm and languid as he allowed her to explore him, so that she would come to him on her own terms.

 

She ran the tip of her nose across the line of his jaw, her long hair brushing against his chest tantalizingly. Her eyes focused on his lips, he had a very sensual mouth.

 

Closing her eyes, she trailed her lips across his, her tongue flicking out to meet his shyly. She sighed as he slid her robe down and caressed her skin, the tips of his claws raked across her back feather soft as so not to injure her, creating a flaming sensation deep within.

 

With a miniscule flick of his fingers, her separated the twin halves of her bra and slid it off of her shoulders. She stiffened slightly as a bit of awareness returned and her eyes flickered to his.

 

He gently placed her upon the pillows and then covered her body with his own. She sighed as she felt his weight against her. He buried his face within the crook of her neck, breathing in the soft and sensual scent that was her.

 

He placed gentle kisses against the curve of her collar, and then trailed a path to the delicate shell of her ear. His tongue lightly caressed the rounded edges returning to the sloping line of her jaw.

 

She sighed softly and he smiled against the smooth column of her throat. He lifted off of her slightly to remove her robe effortlessly, She gasped, but that gasp quickly turned into a whimper as his mouth left her throat and slid downward until it encircled a coral peak.

 

He lavished attention upon her right breast, his hand kneading the pliant mound. Her body arcing with pleasure, she slid her hands into his silver hair. He made no outward movement but his eyes darkened in pleasure at her touch. It had been so long since anyone had touched him in this manner.

 

The trail of kisses now reached her bellybutton and the encumbrance of her white lace underwear. She shifted slightly, as he began removing the last piece of clothing, only feeling a fleeting embarrassment at his viewing her naked as she began to feel a breathless anticipation wondering what would be next.

 

His eyes positively glowed at the sight. She possessed breasts that were bountiful for her small frame, a long torso, voluptuous hips, and softly rounded thighs. Desire flooded through him as he wanted her as much as he had ever wanted anything, even Tetsusaiga.

 

He began removing his own clothing then, sliding off his his hakama. Her eyes widened in shock as she viewed him completely nude, as she saw the length of him. She looked into his face. "I don't see how this is going to work," she said with great understatement.

 

He said nothing, instead he reached out, clasped one of her legs and pulled her beneath him. Her eyes widened in apprehension as she made a faint whimpering sound. His eyes locked with hers as he said quietly, “You should know that wouldn't hurt you.”

 

She nodded very slowly as she tried to relax. He pulled back, his body remaining above hers. Her eyes widened in wonder as she viewed his sex once more and she looked away. “No,” he said softly in a commanding voice. “You must become acquainted.”

 

She swallowed and nodded, she tempered her rising fear by the assurance that he would not willingly hurt her. She slid her hand out, hesitantly feeling the length of him, warm and pulsating with life.

 

He sat very still, maintaining his perfect control as she gently felt upon him. She gazed at his enormous form and murmured. “I still don't see how this is going to work,” she said softly. “It will,” he said in the same tone.

 

He braced himself upon his arms and placed a kiss upon the ridge of her pelvic bone.

 

She quivered at his touch and gazed at him with wondering eyes as he settled his body against her. His lowered his head to her hers, noting the slight flush that appeared upon her skin.

 

Kagome was bewildered at how pliant she was beneath him. He slid his hand to her belly with no protest forthcoming from her as his kisses fell to the delicate collar bone. His lips trailed over every inch of her body until she was now practically writhing with pleasure. She was so near the brink as was he, his body was completely hard, reminiscent of a sleek panther.

 

As his head neared the soft cleft between her thighs, she practically purred at his gentle caress of her and tender kisses. He lifted his head from hers to gaze into her eyes before he bent and placed a kiss against the top of her womanly core.

 

His kiss created a white hot sensation deep within the center of her body. His eyes glowed as he watched the play of emotions upon her face at the unfamiliar yet pleasurable sensation. She made a small cry of pleasure at his touch, lowering her gaze and murmuring. “Please,” she said, their eyes locking, utterly pleasing his maleness. He smiled inwardly with immense satisfaction.

 

He then slid his body upward over her, his mouth just above her own. “You are sure,” he said quietly, softly kissing her lips. “Yes,” she whispered, returning his kiss. She lowered her gaze as he settled against her, the bulge of his hardness against her soft core, throbbing intensely, the dark lashes resting against her cheeks as she felt him seeking entry.

 

He slowly began to push within her body, into the warm heat of her, his body taut with his efforts. He had no wish to injure her as his form was enormous. As her body began to open up beneath him, Kagome bit down slightly upon her bottom lip. The pressure was enormous, and a few nervous tears welled within her eyes as he broke through the barrier of her virginity.

 

After a few moments, he had inserted himself to the hilt and stopped, desiring time for her to become used to the sensation. He gazed at the girl lying beneath him, the corner of her eyes evidencing the tears that had slid down her cheeks. He bent and placed a feather soft kiss upon her brow, damp from perspiration.

 

As she felt his lips upon her skin, her eyes flickered open and their gazes locked. Her heart melted right then and there. After assuring himself that she was well enough to continue, he slowly began to move upon her, the amber orbs still gazing upon the midnight ones.

 

She inhaled softly as the first sensation hit her, her eyes registering her confusion and pleasure. She slid her arms from the front of his chest to his broad back, wanting him closer, desiring more of him.

 

As her gaze flickered to the dark amber eyes above hers, she felt over come by the intensity of the moment and lowered her eyes at the dazzling sensations he evoked within her.

 

He bent to the delicate spot above her collarbone, pressing a soft kiss there as he moved with slightly more speed. She moaned softly as his fang nicked her soft flesh and he smiled at the pleasure it inspired in him.

 

Her body was so warm, so soft, so lush and he purred inwardly at his conquest finally of the one he had hungered for for so long. His thrusts were deep and sure, tantalizing and sweet as he deliberately teased and provoked her body into a heightened state of desire. Her gentle breathing soon became a deep moan as he suckled upon her flesh, the pleasure rolling off of her body in waves.

 

She threw her head back and arched against his mouth, feeling as if there was nothing in the world at this moment but the pleasure between them.

 

She quivered deep within, and as Sesshomaru felt the trembling within her core, as he felt the wildness build within her body, he knew they were going reach their heaven together.

 

He tore his lips from her neck to capture her mouth in a burning kiss as he thrust deeply within her body. She inhaled sharply as her body vibrated twice, tensed, and cried out once she exploded as he released his essence deep into her body.

 

A dizzying wave of pleasure so intense she almost fainted swept over her and she raised her eyes to his drowsily. He had braced himself upon his arms as to not crush her with his weight, an almost smile upon his lips. He slid off of her and pulled her back against him into his arms.

 

“Sleep," he commanded gently, his warm breath tickling her ear. She nodded slightly and fell asleep as soon as the dark lashes lay against her cheek.

 

~~~

 

Sleep didn't come as easily to Sesshomaru although the encounter drained him physically. He watched her with his unfathomable eyes, betraying nothing as she slipped from consciousness.

 

He slipped from beside her as he pulled on his hakama trousers and walked out upon the sand. His eyes focused on the silvery moon, yet he did not see it, his mind preoccupied with his thoughts. 'It is done, he thought to himself.

 

A gentle breeze swayed the silver hair as he gazed meditatively at the fat clouds gently rolling across the sky. He lowered his gaze to the waves lapping placidly against the shore, his eyes pensive.

 

~~~

 

After a few moments, he turned away, retreating back inside and slid into the bed. He pulled the still sleeping girl against him, his eyes studying her face as he listened to the soft sound of her breathing.

 

He bent and gently nuzzled her temple, placing a soft kiss there. The faintest of smiles crossed her face, but she still slept. And after some time, he did the same.

 

~~~

 

Kagome's lashes fluttered sleepily. The dark blue light of the predawn sky filtered around the cabin. Her eyes opened slowly as at the sleepy realization of there being a warm heat lying against her. She tilted her head slightly to find Sesshomaru lying on his back with his eyes closed next to her.

 

His eyes flickered open slightly and looked upon her. They held each other's gaze for a long moment; he then slid her closer until the tip of her nose rested upon his chest. She breathed in deeply and sighed, the little smile still there.

 

They slept on.