InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tag in the Rain ❯ Cooking Lessons with Chef Sesshoumaru ( Chapter 4 )

I'm having fun with this story and I'm doing pretty well for my first fanfiction. ^.^;; Anyways, enjoy!!!

disclaimer: u know the drill. not mine.

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-Cooking Lessons with Chef Sesshoumaru-



Kagome had been in the castle for two days now, and even though the place was gargantuan, she was finding it easier to navigate through the large ornamented hallways the more she walked through them. The palace was jam-packed with art, which she was sure, came from as distant a place as England to, in all probability, as close as Edo. She felt the uncanny need to be exceedingly careful. Rin on the other hand, seemed to feel the need to run and jump excessively, and it did nothing for Kagome's well being. Every close call involving one of the priceless items made her heart jump into her throat and she didn't want to stir Sesshoumaru's anger.
Mentioning the yokai lord brings up an interesting point, for the whole time she had been here, he was out of sight. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the planet. That was impossible, of course…but then again…

` I don't think anything could surprise me anymore' She thought as she walked to her room.

Rin had finally fallen asleep after a full day of flowers, running, and Jaken bashing. She was at this moment in her chambers, sleeping in a gigantic fluffy bed with enormous downy pillows.

` You would think she would act ghastly the way he spoils her' she laughed to herself.
The corridors were deserted. For such a large place, there weren't many servants. Just a few were seen around, and Kagome believed it was the result of the lord's independent behavior. He seemed to do almost everything on his own. The thought of Sesshoumaru making breakfast in a pretty pink apron flashed in her mind and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Speaking of breakfast, she was hungry.

She slowly made her way toward the kitchens enjoying the peace and quiet she was afforded. She now knew what her mother felt while raising her and her brother.

`I love you momma!' she giggled. `Really!!'

Once she reached the large elaborate doors leading to the kitchen, her nose was assaulted with the most delicious aroma she had ever smelled.
It was the smell of Christmas and Thanksgiving combined. Such a sweet smell that carried tender memories of family and quiet evenings after you had too much turkey and your eyes sag in spite of themselves.
She peaked inside the doors and glanced about. Her eyes found the most mouth-watering and, at the same time, most shocking sight she would ever see.

`No way!'

Inside the kitchen, and working away surprisingly unaware of her presence, was Sesshoumaru…cooking.

“You have got to be joking me…” she giggled helplessly. `I mean, this is something I wouldn't hear of…even in fan fiction!'

But that wasn't all.…he was shirtless.

Every muscle was bare to the world, and, oh, did he have muscles.
He had the build of a runner, but chiseled enough to give a prizewinning body builder a dash for his money, and at that moment all Kagome wanted to do was touch.

`Kami, is it warm in here, or is it just me…' she gasped.

She straightened, breathed deeply, and walked defiantly into the kitchen. Sesshoumaru caught sight of her as she took a seat and smirked at her obvious blush.

“Why are you up at these hours?” he asked in an almost interested manner.

“Can't sleep…” Kagome stated, trying her hardest to not look at his chest. “And I'm a little hungry”

“Hn” he went back to cooking.

The simple act reminded her of Inuyasha. Those two were defiantly brothers, but saying that out loud would be like signing her death warrent.

 

'That would be like walking in the Savanah with slabs of meat attached to you.'

 

She followed the path Sesshoumaru's spine made down his back as it curved to dip at his lower back and disappear…

“-finding your stay well?”

She had almost missed the question; she was so caught up with his curves.

“Uh…yes!” she blurted out.

He spooned something into a bowl and sat it in front of Kagome. It smelled delicious and looked like a cross between beef soup and chili. She picked up a spoon (which was surprising considering the time and place) and, after blowing on the spoonful to cool it down she took a tentative swallow.

“Delicious!” she said flabbergasted.

“Do you expect any less from the Lord of the Western Lands?”

She smiled and continued to inhale the substance. She glanced up at Sesshoumaru.He was staring at her with a calculating look, as if he was sizing her up for something. Kagome felt her cheeks get warm in embarrassment and reached blindly for a subject to talk about.

"There aren't many servants around, how does such a big place keep running?" Kagome said lamely.

 

"This 'prison' isn't as hard to manage as you think." Sesshoumaru said. "since not many live here, there isn't much to fix. I do occasionally bring in more servents when diplomatic meeting are held."

 

Kagome found herself mesmorized by his voice. When he actually let loose, he was pretty good at conversations.

“So…I was wondering…where did you learn to play tag?” Kagome finally said after realizing she was spacing out.

“You were right in assuming that I had learned it from Rin…” He spoke as if it were of no import.

“That doesn't explain why you were playing it…” She said offhandedly like she did not care.

“I had a…fey moment.” He looked away and stares off, his eyes glazing over as if he had gone to his own world.

Kagome watched him and wondered what it was like to live a life like his. It seemed so lonely and cold with neither parents or 'close' siblings to interact with. Suddenly, it felt to Kagome that she was intruding on something dark andsecret. She got up quickly and moved to leave.

“Well, thank you, but I should to go to bed now.” She sighed and began to exit.

Suddenly Sesshoumaru's hand shot out and pulled her against him.
How he had gotten up without her hearing it was a complete mystery, but there he was, standing behind her, his bare chest pressed against her back.

`I'm doomed' Kagome sang in her head, not completely unhappy.

She tried to think of something to say but as his hand began to rub small circles across her stomach it was lost. He lowered his lips to her neck and slowly kissed up and down, murmuring things too quietly for her to understand, but still arousing all the same. His hand moved a little higher and brushed against the bottom of her breast, causing a gasp to escape her.
She could feel his body rubbing up against her and something hard…
She realized what it was almost immediately and tried to breathe when a wave of arousal hit her and she grinded against him unconsciously, causing him to growl low in his throat.

'Tell him to stop Kagome...' her conscious was screaming at her, berating her with an imaginary mallet.

'But...why? theres no strings attached...nothing complicated.' she reasoned.

"w-why?..."

 

"Does one need a reason to seek pleasure?"

 

'No I guess not...' Kagome thought hazily.

She was suddenly twirled around, picked up and placed on the table where they had just been seated. The inner battle in her head ended as Sesshoumaru's lips crashed down on hers. He pulled her to the edge of the table settling between her legs. Kagome wrapped her legs around him unconsiously, wanting him closer. He groaned and ground against her core. They began moving in a rhythm, mocking the actual act of intercourse, but none less enjoyable.
Kagome felt dazed and hot. She still had her clothes on and yet it felt as if he had completely undressed her. Her stomach turned in knots as the almost painfull waves of pleasure hit her. His hand slid down her back to cup her rear and pulled her closer to him. His lips moved down her neck to the spot between her breasts and pressed his lips forcefully on the spot. Suddenly her whole body shut down and she cried out falling over the edge.
As Kagome recovered, her thoughts were rampant.

`OMG! What did I just do?'
`How the heck did he do that…I still had my clothes on!'
`…Wow…'

She looked at Sesshoumaru and watched as a satisfied smirk played on his face. He leaned forward and kissed her with a derisively sweet tenderness.

“looks like you're it now miko.”

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