InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Abyss of Freedom ❯ I Can't Help But Wait ( Prologue )

This just came to me as a one-shot I would like to make up a good story about Sesshomaru and what happens when he chooses someone else over Rin and basically what Rin feels OOoooooh I absolutely get a thrill out of watching Sesshomaru suffer a little. Enjoy!!!

 

A/N- I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters in it. I also don't own Can't Help but Wait by Trey Songz.

 

Can't Help But Wait

I can't help but wait...
Oh I can't help but wait...
Check it out
I see you, you wit him- he ain't right but you don't trip
You stand by, while he lies- then turn right round and forget
I can't take to see your face, with those tears run down your cheeks
But what can I do- I gotta stay true
Cause deep down I'm still a G
And I don't wanna come between you and your man
Even though I know I treat you better than he can
Girl I can't help but wait
Till' you get that with him, it don't change
Can't help but wait
Till' you see that wit me it ain't the same
Can't help but wait
Till' you, see you, for what you really are
Baby girl you are a star
And I can't help but wait
Listen, it ain't fresh to just let him call the shots
You're a queen, you should be, getting all that someone's got
You should be rocking the latest in purses, bracelets, and watches, your worth
Much more than a occasional I love you
I'm thinking of you
Get it together- you can do better
Seeing's believing
And I see what you need so
I'm gone play my position
Let you catch what you've been missing
I'm calling out, girl cause I can't help but wait
Oh-can't help but wait, babe
No-no-no-no-no-no
I can't help but wait
Oh-oh-oh-can't help but wait
No, no, no.

 

Rin sat elegantly in her silk chair. The bristles of the brush poking her scalp erotically her eyes drifting closed at the feelings coursing through her body. Her robes draped gently over her relaxed from.

Swimming around her like a shimmering puddle of water her hands elegantly placed in her lap. Her makeup pasted over her face just like the highest and truest Geisha. Her demeanor graceful and steady anticipated and glorious.

Her shoulders lifted out of the sleeves of her silken Kimono her golden shoulders slipping out of the kimono relaxing against her stylists brush. The bristles poking her scalp reminded her of Sesshomaru's claws scraping her scalp just when he was ready to release.

Flushes of crimson flashed across her bare skin anticipating another sexual interface tonight. Her hands moved over her thighs and developed hips, she was no longer a little girl but of a woman.

She was 16 already and her and her lord had begun a physical relationship 2 years ago. He came to her in the heat of the moment and in that heat of the moment she toke him in her body. Sweat began to tingle off her skin from the waves of heat flashing around her.

“What would you make of the war fair Rin?”

Rin's eyes danced with fatigue, “Exactly what one would make of it as a lady or queen to our lord.”

“Fair Rin you're neither lady nor queen.”

Impatiently jerking in her seat by the comment, Rin's eyes reflected to her stylists through the mirror her golden eyes shimmering in the moonlight, “If you wish to keep your tongue then watch it around my presence.”

The stylist bowed equally terrified, “Fair Rin I was just stating what I thought would have been respectful excuse my language but to my knowledge our lordship as not marked or flawed your beauty thus claiming you as his. To my knowledge he hasn't requested you in front of our court as his mate or queen.”

Rin grimaced the tinniest bit her look transforming into one of irritation. Her graceful hands lost their place and grimaced the silken fabric through gritted teeth she elegantly dipped her head in acknowledgement.

“You're right but our lordship will acknowledge me as his queen soon enough. I'm just too young at this moment.”

Rin was sure of this but she was of proper age to bare kids……….she was at full age to bare hanyou kids.

“Fair Rin permission to speak.”

Rin glanced down propping herself off her knees she nodded her head, “Is our lordship not terrified of having hanyou kids?”

Rin's eyes narrowed she harshly hissed out, “He is.”

“Why would he risk having a human for a mate? One that even if mastered the skillful technique of defending ones self would still be considered low in the eyes of our monarchy?”

“What concern is that of yours?” Coldness flooded through the room.

Freezing up Rin placed her Kimono over her shoulders turning around she kneeled down in front of her lord. “Excuse me my lord. She was just asking a simple question.”

“That question was not directed to her Rin………………It was directed towards you.”

Gritting her teeth Rin squeaked out, “Permission to stand my lord?”

“You may rise.”

Getting to her feet without the use of her hands she glanced her lord in the eye the golden specks flickered in the darkness. The candle light bouncing off each curve each graceful bone over his face.

The lean jaw clenching and unclenching the tightening of the muscles underneath his Haori. Grabbing hold of her sanity she whispered dolefully, “I bed you, I keep your bed warm, and I stay by your side but-.”

Sesshomaru raised a delicate eyebrow, “But?”

Rin's eyes moved towards her stylist she enunciated, “Please leave us.”

The stylist bowed shutting the door behind her. Turning around Rin moved with elegance towards her mirror taking the brush and slowly brushing her hair. Her eyes meeting his through the mirror.

“But yet I'm neither lady nor queen.”

Sesshomaru moved elegantly over the floor his robes moving about around his long lean powerful legs. He placed himself in back of her turning her around to face him he caressed her cheek.

“What is your wish Rin? What are you asking of this Sesshomaru?”

“Why have you not taken this Rin as your mate?”

Sesshomaru inhaled deeply turning around swiftly on his foot, “I should have known this would come.”

Rin looked at the ground ashamed, “If you knew then why keep a secret why not tell me?”

Sesshomaru walked over to the open door letting the wind gush into his face. Sweeping his hair fluently behind his back he closed his eyes in a deep peaceful trance, “This Sesshomaru wishes not to take you as a mate.”

“I don't understand.” Shaking her head she searches for him to open his eyes.

“I'm promised to some one else Rin. I can not take you as a mate, even if I could-“

Rin interrupted her lord for the first time in her life, “Even if you could you could never low grade yourself to marry a human much less bare pathetic hanyou children like your brother?”

Sesshomaru glanced at Rin through hooded eyes. He sized her up, “You have soared far indeed. You're correct I wish to not marry a human much less have a hanyou. I wish to not disgrace my tribe as my father has done.”

“Then why me? Why put me through so much unrequited pain?”

“You did not stop it nor protest. You did not fight me nor did you end it, there was no pain from neither myself nor you.” Sesshomaru's jaw clenched.

“What do you expect of me then my lord?” Rin's eyes searched for something anything that showed what he was determined to say.

“I expect nothing of you nor did I expect to mate with you. This Sesshomaru never expected any of this. I have disgraced myself and I have disgraced you-”

Sesshomaru moved towards Rin hoping to catch her but she snatched back as if his touch burned, “Forgive me.” Sesshomaru's voice not a suggestion or a proposition but a hardened command.

“I will not.” Rin moved towards the door opening it for the exit of her lord.

Not allowing herself to look into the eyes that captivated her that enchanted her she let him walk past her in a flurry of muscles and grief.

“Will you not be down for dinner?” Sesshomaru asked.

“Will you treat me as such of a Geisha or an honorable whore as you have done?”

Closing the door shut Rin flapped herself on her bed. She was neither a lady nor a queen at this moment she doubted she was even a woman. She wasn't from a high background she wasn't even a full demon.

Her reputation preceded her far beyond her knowledge she was something other than fair she was a whore. She was a whore to a high accomplished demon she was disgraced among her kind.

Even if she did decide to leave and get away from Sesshomaru she wouldn't make it far and if he let her descend upon her own worthless kind they would never take her in. She was marked and slashed she was damaged as Lord of The Western Lands whore.

Even if her body wasn't marred of any scratches she still had scars on the inside her. Sitting on her bed she resolved herself a long time ago that crying wouldn't solve anything grabbing her Kimono she dressed in elegant robes. Dressing herself in a clear see through nightgown.

Sitting on the bed she watched the moon flicker across her room illuminating her features her hair dancing with light. Her eyes shimmering in the light her glossed lips calling to the most seductive side of her.

Grabbing her nightgown as it trailed a length behind her she moved down the halls. Watchful of any movements around the corridors her hair trailed with her nightgown draping behind her. Her hair falling into her face she moved and knocked silently on the door awaiting her command.

“You may enter Rin.”

Opening the door Rin turned to her side watching Sesshomaru through innocent eyes. Hers were set on determination moving towards the side of the bed she knelt before him letting her hair fall over the floor like the bottomless pits of a glimmering waterfall.

“I'm sorry for my disrespect my lord. Will you forgive this insolent Rin?”

Her eyes moved to streak across his her cheeks heated with red not from the colorful streaks of her blush but from the heated tension she got from his golden eyes. Her body heated and twisted off the floor.

Moving towards Sesshomaru she placed her hand on his thigh suggesting she give herself to him. “You're forgiven Rin. Don't let it happen again.”

“Yes my lord.”

Turning towards the door to leave she was yanked backwards onto the lap of Sesshomaru, his warmth cradling her and surrounding her like a baby in their mother's womb.

And so it began. The mating ritual in which they danced so eloquently totheir heart beats merged as one.

Thump…….Thump…..

His eyes focused on hers before they traveled down to her plump lips ripe and ready for him to pluck. They had done this so many times that it was almost useless to try and play it coy.

Thump…….Thump…….

He treated her like his equal when he stroked the inside of her body lighting the innocent and virginistic flame inside of her womb. His touch was gentle almost like a light wisp of air running over her heated skin.

Thump…….Thump……

He cooled and toke her higher than she had ever been. When they were apart it was times like that when she felt that he did love her that he did treat her like his queen like his lady but more importantly like his mate.

Thump……..Thump…….

Her hands streaked across his muscled back squeezing and scraping over his flesh as he rocked the inside of her body. His body meeting hers as he thrust into her, her hands sprayed over his back scratching and sending blood over his sweat dampened skin.

Thump…...Thump……..

Her heart accelerated as he rocked into her body. Squeezing her thighs biting her lips and settling himself further into her. Her body rammed into his her sweat mingled playfully with his.

Thump……..Thump……..

Whimpers of pleasure forced there way out of her exposed thrust. Her moans her whimpers met his in a flurry of air. Gusts of pleasure ran up and down her body when he clawed and scraped against her neck.

Thump……..Thump………

The pleasure escalated and yet she continued to take him. His breathing and his head nestled against her breasts his breath whispering quietly and delicately over her tender and smooth flesh.

Thump………Thump……

Her cries of pleasure were silenced against his ragged breathing. Her body was crooned over the edge as he continued to pound into her. The slapping of her thighs mingled with the hardness of his.

Thump……..Thump…….

Her head loosely swinging around her, body draped over his. Her eyes met his in the heat of the moment and in that heat of the moment he muttered those three words. He held onto her cheek and her jaws gripping them for dear life.

Thump……..Thump……..

He tittered over the edge taking her with him. They fell so elegantly they fell as one she glanced into his eyes he held her to him. This was the last time she would see him until after the war but before that he would have to take a mate and make an heir.

This was the last time their hearts would beat as one. This was the last night she had with her lord and her heart wished it to be a lie but her body knew it was real when he slipped from the bed early in the morning.

She knew that it was over when she seen him withdraw her bedroom from beside his. She felt him break from her when she was placed in the serving quarters with the maids. Her heart finally broke when his mate Kusami became fat with his child and her neck became bearing with his mark.

What killed her next was nothing of the usual from a broken heart but he finally gave up on her when he allowed her to run away for the first time. She felt him give away when he was whipping her harshly tearing up the skin and flawing her tender flesh.

The flesh that he used to kiss, caress, and taste. He felt joy in bringing her pain felt joy in leaving her in the prison cell to rot in her own blood. He didn't care nor respect her anymore when he let numerous men into her chambers at countless times of the night.

He let his army defile and mess over her body. He let them have their fill let them drink from her like a tribe of men in the desert dying of thirst. The last straw was when…………he ordered her to be beheaded the next morning for the death of his heir.

He did this……………….

they told her they spat his name at her when they were inside of her. They spat his name in her face when she was whipped when she felt her skin tearing away into little pieces of ash.

He did this………………..

they told her when she was being dragged down to her own celluar locked up and incriminated for killing the heir to Western Lands. He did this when they starved her to death leaving her in the dirty cellar to rot and die in her own feces in her own urine.

He did this…………………

when they brutally assaulted her face her body when they brutally ripped away what was Sesshomaru's what he had protected and saved when she was little.

He did this………………………..