InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sneaking a Peek ❯ Lessons in Massage ( Chapter 34 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter 34 - Lessons in Massage
Written for LJ's Iy_Fanfiction, Prompt: Seasoned

"Ouch!" Kagome exclaimed. "Are you trying to hurt me?"

"Of course not," Sesshoumaru replied.

"You have to do it softer," she advised. "Now, just a little harder."

Sesshoumaru was tempted to roll his eyes. He was a seasoned warrior and an experienced lover, and yet he was completely incompetent at giving a massage. Here he was, receiving instruction like a child. Still, touching her was worth it.

"Make sure you get up near my toes. Oh, yeah, that's the spot," she practically moaned as he found a particularly sore area.

The taiyoukai slowly moved higher, savoring the sounds the miko made for him as he did. He massaged her calf and then just above her knee. Finally, he reached her thigh and he was incredibly tempted to continue on past the bottom of her skirt, even though he had specifically promised not to. Her skin was so soft and the scent of her arousal was obvious. He was already aching and he knew that he would receive no relief.

Kagome was so completely innocent while at the same time not, a conflict that both confused and aroused the taiyoukai. The way she flirted hinted at intimate knowledge and yet before that day she had never even truly been kissed. She was such a perplexing creature. Sesshoumaru knew he would have to move slowly with her, perhaps even allow her to set the pace, if he someday wanted to make her his mate. He couldn't even tell her his true intentions because he feared it would frighten her away. He would have to let their relationship develop at a natural pace, no matter how painful it might be.

Honoring his promise to behave, the taiyoukai moved to her other leg, starting at her thigh, and worked his way down, taking care to avoid the scratches and cuts caused by her sprint through the woods. When he was finished, he decided to take advantage of her offer and do her back and shoulders as well, even though he doubted they would be sore from her run.

While massaging her back and shoulders, Sesshoumaru could feel something strange beneath her skirt, something he could only assume was a kind of breast binding. He outlined its shape in his mind, setting off his already elevated libido as he imagined just what the thing might look like. His desire to see her undressed only grew as he caught sight of the color through the thin white material. She was wearing red under there and he wondered if the breast binding would match whatever she was hiding underneath her little green skirt.

The sounds she was making now as he rubbed her shoulders was downright erotic and he had to bite his lip to keep from growling seductively. She wouldn't understand what he was doing anyway as a human and he was in no mood to explain such a thing to her. She would learn eventually, once their relationship was well established and finally moved into the more physical realm.

He knew he couldn't continue on for much longer. He'd been at this for nearly an hour, but he still wanted more. Spotting the scrapes on her arms, the taiyoukai was struck with a brilliant idea. Sesshoumaru moved to sit beside her and ran the pad of his thumb over one of the more serious wounds, seeing as she winced in pain. Something that could only be described as guilt made his heart ache slightly and he was decided. He would take care of this for her, not only because he wanted to but because it was his fault she was injured in the first place. Had he not told her to run, she would not have suffered the dozens of cut and scrapes on her arms and legs.

Sesshoumaru carefully ran his tongue along her arm before smirking at her confused expression.

"What are you doing?"

"My saliva will speed the healing of your wounds."

"So you're going to lick them?" she questioned, rather surprised by his extent of caring. Not only had he given her the best massage she'd ever experienced, but now he was so concerned about a few cuts and scrapes that he was going to heal them for her. Apparently she meant more than just someone to flirt with to the Western Lord.

"If you will allow it," he replied, awaiting her permission. When she nodded, he resumed, licking each injury to her arms before moving on to her legs. Kagome laid back to allow him to work and he lifted one leg up to his mouth, his eyes soaking in the sight of what was under her skirt. She had no idea that the angle he held her leg at showed him everything and he had no intention of telling her. They were, indeed, red and the most erotic thing he'd ever seen in his long existence. If only he could see her in nothing but that little scrap of red fabric. Someday, he expected, he would, unless he was a total failure at wooing the miko, and he hoped he wouldn't be.

The scent of her arousal increased as he licked her lower thigh and Sesshoumaru shuddered. The strength needed to fight down his desire was extraordinary. He had to finish this, and soon.