InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Centre ❯ Duty calls ( Chapter 18 )

Warning: More sex, no one under 17. Ok, my job is done, on with the story.

Chapter 17: Duty calls

<Government office>

"Taijya-san, your daughter is here," the thin secretary informed the man behind the large mahogany desk. He looked up from his paperwork.

"Send her in."

Sango opened the large office door and stepped into her father's office. Other daughters would have run to their father for a hug, but not her. She waited until he was done with his paperwork. He paused in his writing and motioned for her to sit.

"That miko rescued you from the place," he stated, not looking up.

"Yes. She figured out how to break the collar."

"A useful trick. So you all are now targeting Naraku?"

"Yes."

"Good."

Sango sat in what seemed to be never ending silence as he finished whatever he was doing. Finally he looked up, deep lines causing his serious face to appear even older, wiser and more cautious.

"It is good you came back to us, Sango. The clan has been in need of you."

"In need of me?" she asked, surprised. The clan consisted of more than a hundred people. Why did they need her?

"Naraku has been very cunning indeed. Our numbers have dwindled. You and I are the last." That came as a shock. Sango felt her chest contract.

"Everyone…is gone?" she asked, tears threatening to fall until her father gave her a stern look. One did not cry in front of him, the clan leader. He was a leader first, senator second and, when time was spare, a father third.

"You understand what this means? The fate of the clan rests on your shoulders. You must kill Naraku and begin anew. Find a good strong man and produce me grandchildren worthy of our training." That hit like a ton of bricks. No, how are you now that you've escaped? He just assumed she would pick up where she left off. Sango felt ashamed. How could she tell him she was infertile? There was no way she could have children, ever.

"I thought Kohaku would be the one carrying on…genetics," Sango said with a blush. "Where is he?"

"He's dead," her father replied sharply. Dead? Kohaku? But he was just a boy! Well, when she'd been captured he was a boy. He should have been a man by now. He had showed great skill and promise.

"What happened?"

"Sango, I have meetings to attend and a senate to address. You know your duty. Do not fail me," he said, standing. That was a dismissal if she ever heard one. Sango bowed respectfully and left, tears filling her brown eyes again. As soon as she was far away from him she would be able to sit down and cry.

"Miss Taijya?" the secretary asked. Sango looked over to the woman and gave her a sad smile. "This envelope came for you. We had security check it out, nothing dangerous. Just a computer disc. Friend of yours?"

Sango frowned and looked at the return address. It was a temple. A Buddhist temple. It couldn't be. She opened the envelope and pulled out the corresponding letter.

Dearest Sango,

I managed to get the security disc from the apartment for between 8pm and 9pm. I thought you might like a copy. Of course I'll keep the original. Think anyone else would like a copy? Your father maybe?

Yours,

Miroku

Sango frowned. Disc? Security disc? Why would he get a disc from security? Then it dawned on her. The elevator.

The secretary had always thought Taijya was a scary man with his scared face, stern look and leveling glare. Nothing, however, compared to the blazing fury that crossed his daughter's face.

"MIIRROOOOKUUU!!!"

<Rin's apartment>

Sesshoumaru stopped, every muscle straining to hold as still as possible. Under him Rin was running her hands over his shoulders, as naked as the day she was born, one leg wrapped around his hip in an effort to help. He was right at her entrance…but definitely three sizes too big.

"What's wrong?" Rin asked, kissing the underside of his neck. His claws were ruining the bed sheet next to her head, a sign of his frustration. She reached out a hand and gently wrapped it around him, causing Sesshoumaru to growl and grind into her hand. He still wasn't going to try. Men!

Rin managed to get him to lie back, pressing kisses on his chest and navel. He'd gotten her this worked up, no way she'd be able to finish herself and no way was she letting him get away this time. She had him on her bed naked and incoherent, just the way she wanted him. She heard an almost inaudible whimper as she gave him a tentative lick. Then she got a wicked wicked idea.

Sesshoumaru could feel, hear and smell, but god help him he couldn't think or see. Rin's mouth managed to cover him in wet warmth, her tongue sliding up and down as her hand worked matched it, stroke for stroke. How did she do this to him? His blood was boiling, eyes flashing red. Shit. The demon side of him wanted to take her and fuck her raw…even if it meant blood. Hell, blood was better. Demon couplings were rarely gentle and this was nigh killing him.

Rin stopped when she heard a ripping sound and a deep snarl from the man under her. She looked up his muscular length, amazed at the terrifying creature before her. Gone was the stoic man always in control of his emotions, replaced by a demon on the verge of transformation. If she teased him much longer she might not like the result and Sesshoumaru would be too far gone to know what he was doing until it was too late.

Rin straddled him, lowering her small body on him with painstaking ease. His breathing was calming a little as his eyes flickered back to gold, and a light sweat giving a light sheen to his godlike body. He was giving off an incredible amount of heat. Rin leaned over him, a hand cupping his face to bring his eyes to hers.

"Easy love, we can play harder later," she said softly. His claw snaked out, catching her wrist, pulling her hand to his lips. Rin moaned as he kissed her hand like he would have her mouth if she were tall enough. For once in her life Rin cursed her shortness.

Feeling a hot, tight sensation around him Sesshoumaru opened his eyes and looked down. Rin was lowering herself onto him. He could feel the contraction of her muscles as they stretched. Then she stopped, pulling herself up from his chest. She looked satisfied now that he was watching her. She seemed to be willing herself to relax more, stretch more. He knew this wasn't going to work. Now he would be even more frustrated. And gods he hated having to finish himself. He reached for her waist, steadying her to pull her off when she did the most amazing thing.

Rin contracted her vaginal muscles, then relaxed them as much as possible, straining her muscles to stretch, and managed to get another inch inside. The look on Sesshoumaru's face was indescribable. Shock, desire and respect crossed his face in a flash. As she repeated the action she felt a tug on her hips. He was pulling her gently, helping her to settle him deeper inside. A bit of friction caused Rin to shiver in the sensation, her eyes closing in the pure delight of it. It took a few tries, but finally she had him to the hilt. All of him. There wasn't a part of her that couldn't feel him inside of her and she loved it.

Sesshoumaru nearly came at the look of conceited satisfaction on her face as her brown eyes opened and captured his with a dark challenge laced with lust. Somehow she managed to bend down, placing kisses on his chest. He could feel part of him bending with her, carefully. Funny how she was being so gentle with him.

Rin ruined that thought when she bit him, causing him to jump a little and curl back a lip in a silent snarl.

"You going to sit there all day or move? This bitch wants pleasing."

Sesshoumaru flipped them so fast Rin barely had time to gasp. His back bowed as he kissed her long and hard, hands upon her thighs, spreading them wider. Then he pulled out just a bit and pushed back in. Rin's muscles quivered in response and she gave a low moan of approval that rose an octave as he did it again. No smell of blood reached his nostrils, nor smell of her fear. In fact, she'd never looked happier.

"And just how do you like it, bitch?" he snarled as she pulled her feet up under her so she could meet him thrust for thrust.

"Hard," she panted, grabbing onto his shoulders. "Fast….and furious." She grabbed his hair in two fistfuls and yanked him down, her kiss so hard she drew blood from his lip. He pulled out father this time and slammed back into her with enough force to hit the bed against the wall in a deafening thump. Rin's hands fell to his back and grabbed onto him as he did it again, fingernails scrapping all the way down this time. Sesshoumaru's eyes began flickering red. She was getting him riled up again. Demons loved it violent. The smell of his own blood hit his nose and he was lost.

Rin screamed out, an intense and totally unexpected orgasm racking her body as Sesshoumaru buried his fangs in her neck.

He'd marked her.

Shit.

<Train station>

"What do you mean hit you?" Kagome asked into the cell phone. Shippou was wailing on the other end and it was loud enough the other passengers on the train were giving her funny looks.

"I told Inuyasha to make his own food and he hit me!!" the cub cried.

"Shippou, he's hurt. Just make him something quick, I'll be there in half an hour."

"But Kagome, he's f-" Shippou was cut off as the train entered a tunnel. Kagome closed the phone with a sigh. Now tons of passengers were looking at her funny.

"Kids, hehe," she said with a fake grin.

<Back to the bedroom>

"Oh shit, shit, shit," Rin said, looking at her shoulder. A dark red bruising mark pulsed as she touched it gently. Sesshoumaru was asleep next to her, completely exhausted. All that pent up energy had taken its toll. She had just had the wildest sex of her life and unfortunately, was wide awake. "Great, now I have to go get this purified. You and I are going to have a big talk when I get back," Rin said, pushing Sesshoumaru a little. The demon groaned very softly and turned over. "Not even after sex cuddling. MEN!" She got up, wincing at the soreness between her legs. Oh boy, walking was going to be fun for today, she could tell.

She picked up the longest skirt she could find, hoping it would hide her hobbling slightly bowlegged. Time to go to Kagome's. No way she could purify this without help. Sesshoumaru wasn't going to be happy when he woke up, but he'd be worse if he came along. His instincts would be to protect the bond, even if he didn't want it. Rin wasn't sure Kagome could contain him AND purify her at the same time.

<Kagome's place>

"I'm home!" Kagome said, closing her door after her. Shippou was sitting on the couch, still alive (although you would have thought he was dieing with all the wailing) and Inuyasha was bent over, nose in the fridge. He was acting as if he hadn't been severely injured in the last 24 hours.

"INUYASHA!" she screamed. He jumped, his head hitting the freezer above and retracted himself from the fridge.

"Oi, bitch, what was that for? I got ears ya know!"

"You aren't supposed to be out of bed!" she said, walking over and pulling him away from the kitchen by a tendril of hair.

"I told you," Shippou said, only to get another threat of a knock on the head. He wisely ducked out of the room.

"Stop picking on him! We're all concerned about you! Stop playing hero and let us take care of you!" Kagome scolded Inuyasha.

"Woman, I'm out here cause he wouldn't `take care of me'. I'm hungry. How come you didn't bring any food?"

"Me and what paycheck? I'm a novis again, remember? I am no longer an employee, just a free student. Now get back to bed or your wounds will open back up."

"Keh, no they won't. I don't need sleep, I need food."

"You are not fine! You had a char broiled chest for goodness sake! How can you be fine?" She demanded, fists clenched and her left eye was twitching. Inuyasha's ears flattened as he backed away in fear, but in his effort to move and her approach he tripped. Kagome reached out to steady him but ended up being pulled down.

"Are you alright?" Kagome asked, convinced she'd hurt him more. Inuyasha groaned, but not from any pain. She was straddling his lap and after being surrounded by her scent on the bed all day this position was driving him nuts.

"I told you, I'm fine," He said, attempting to move her. Kagome pulled his shirt up, pointing at the wound.

"That is no-" she stopped and looked. Instead of bandages or a nasty wound there was smooth, firm skin stretched taunt over muscles. "How…"

"Demons heal a lot faster than humans," Inuyasha explained. She wasn't moving. In fact, she looked utterly fascinated at his healed chest. He held back a sharp intake of air as she laid her hand where the wound had been. That simple touch sent millions of electric signals to his brain…and elsewhere. Gods she made it hard to breathe.

"No scarring…nothing. Perfectly healed," she said absently, fingers tracing his abs just under his ribs. Inuyasha closed his eyes, reveling in the soft touch.

"Pardon the interruption," someone said from the side. Inuyasha's eyes flew open and focused on Miroku standing in the doorway. Great. The Master Pervert caught them in a compromising position. He'd never hear the end of this. "This young man said he was looking for Kagome." Miroku stepped aside and a boy of about 14 or 15 stepped forward, book bag on his back and duffle bag on his shoulder. He looked mildly surprised at the scene before him.

"Souta?" Kagome asked tentatively. "What are you doing here?"