InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Of The Moon ❯ The Love Of The Moon ( One-Shot )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
This is a onesht dedicated to the Kagome/Sesshoumaru pairing. It has taken me a very long time to write, however, it is finished, and I am glad that I can move onto other WIP's. It is a lemon. You are warned. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: i do noy own Inu Yasha, it's characters,or it's plot. I make no money from this, merly write for my own personal satisfaction, and for others to enjoy.
The Love Of The Moon.
Replaced.
She sat there alone, and ungaurded, under a tree far away from the others. She could no longer see, as her eyes where puffed to the point that what she could see was blurred by the tears pouring out of them. Her head rested on her rised knees, and her shoulders shook madly. Heaving sobs flowed and weaved throughout the area. The youkai around heard this, and didn't dare go anywhere near the area of the priestess, instead, they kept other preadators away, but would never go anywhere near the clearing where the fallen preistess lay in her greif.
They understood that this was the priestess that had destroyed Naraku, the one that had saved them all from becoming part of a spider hanyou. They would always protect her, even if it meant their lives. Though they could not say the same for the inu hanyou that lived and guarded the woods, keeping his territory clean. Why he always ran to a dead woman was beyond them, But they knew it was because of his actions that the great priestess before them, that cared not what you where, but for who you where, accepting a kitsune for a son, and having many freinds, demonic and human, and even in between, it was because of him that she lay here broken and lost on the forest floor.
Then he came. Dressed in white, with red floral patterns over the left shoulder, and on the end of the sleeves. He stood infront of the demons that had stood up to protect the girl within the clearing. He stared at them. He could smell no ill intent about the demons, and could tell they where keeping the heartbroken girl safe as best as they could. It seemed that there was honnor among some of the lower level youkai after all.
"Why have you come?" One of the youkai asked.
He stared at them with narrowed eyes. " I come to alleviate the pain of the Lady Kagome. My fool of a brother has done an excellent job of breaking her, and creating an uprise in the Western lands. I will care for her." He had decided to humor the lower level youkai. " I bear no ill will towards her" He stated when he though the youkai would not let him pass. Though it wouldn't have mattered anyway. He could have killed them all in a matter of seconds, but if she ever found out, he knew that she would not go with him. He did not want her to hate him. He had plans that needed her not to hate him.
The demons looked at each other, each of them a thoughtful look on their faces. One of the older youkai nodded, and the youkai parted, allowing him entrance. He walked up to the girl. Her head stayed in her lap. She didn't even acknowledge his persence. He removed his armour. She didn't respond to the sound of metal hitting the ground and itself. He knelt before her.
"Lady Kagome, I have come from far off in my lands to help you. I cannot let my hanyou brother smear my name. You have more than my respect. I owe you my life, just as all of the other demons here do." He placed his hand on her arm. He wispered into her ear " Some how you have become very dear to me, and I make sure that those that I care about stay safe, content, and feel secure."
To say Kagome was shocked was a little bit of an understatement. She looked at him in awe, though she was not astounded as she would have been a few weeks earlier, she felt the need to say something, but could not come up with the words on how she flet. Instead, she satisfied her curiosity. "Why would you want a copy of something that shadows compared to the original? Why would you care for something so insignificant as the bugs beneath your shoes?" Her voice was quiet, but clear. He gazed down at her, making sure this was the girl he had truly come for, and not an illusion or a spell meant to keep him away from the real Kagome. When he detected no magic present, he frowned.
Any words to describe his dissapointment, and his anger was an understatement. To say that of oneself meant that those who hurt her had time to wear down her soul. He realised what was going on. Inu Yasha was but a puppet in this plot, and he was stupid enough to go along with it without realising the concequencs, nevermind thinking on them. He suddently knew what she was up to. That whore planned to break Kagome, and instead of doing it quickly, she was dragging it out. She knew that Kagome would ither starve herself to death, or commit scuicide, unable to bear the pain that was wrought on her shoulders.
He knew she was trying to become whole again.
He knelt down, and held her to himself, picking her up carefully. He began to walk towards his camp, the youkai around parting for the demon lord, and his precious cargo, following closely behind, protecting her as best they could. He layed down his heirloom pelt near Rin's place of slumber on the ground, and placed his cargo upon it, wrapping her up in it.
"Sleep, I will make sure he never hurts you again. The dark preistess will nolonger hunger for your suffering, you will be whole again."
Kagome just stared at him, eyes unblinking and silently answering him, colsed her eyes, and let herself sleep. Once her breathing evend out, he smiled, a small soft little smile, but a smile nonetheless, and bent down to her. He kissed her forehead, and burned the picture of her peaceful face into his memory for all time. He stood, sniffing to make sure there was no danger, and walked to the egde of the feild. He stopped for a few moments to create a sheild, in which the other youkai stood around it, like guards around a treasure, and then he left.
Rekindled.
Moaning floated form the hotsprings area, along with snarles, and growls of pleasure wafting up from the trees, all of which were trying to move away from the area, which such impurities lay defileing the earth around them. Golden eyes look upon them with discust, as a sword is slid from it's sheath, no ring making it detectable, as it sliced through the heads of the two creatures before him, one living and one already dead. The dead one burst with the souls held captive inside her body, realeasing them to find their way to the plane of spirits, all but one peice, which flew behind the lone lord, from the direction of which he came, and he knew she would truly live now.
The dark priestess's plan was to slowly exchange the part of Kagome that was always happy, for the part that hated, but Kagome did not know how to hate, only Kikyou did, and so Kagome mourned, and became distant, starving herself, and hurting herslef. Now she would be happy once again, and no longer filled with sorrow. she knew Inu Yasha loved Kikyou, and let him go, for he was not hers to have, as he never came back to Kagome. So long as he was happy, then she would be happy too.
Repaired.
Blue light shot through the forest, finding it's way to it's owner. Past a barrier, it found ther rest of itself and became one, it's mate on it's way to meet the now compleate soul. White blur made it's way back to the barrier it cast, the youkai protecting it parting for the object that came at such high speeds towards them. The white blur materialised inside the barrier, as it was let down, it's soul crying out in joy as it's partner was revealed, glowing and healthy once again.
Kagome felt full, and.... happy? she smiled as conciousness began to open her eyes, she looked around and saw him, the one who she knew had made her happy, and she smiled broghtly at him. Sesshoumaru removed his armour, and set it down on the ground, and lay beside her, enclosing her in his arms. His warmth radiated into her body, and she smiled against him, and looked at him, and lifted her head for him to see her smile, a true happy, and peaceful smile. He smiled at her, a real smile, warm, and beutiful on him. Then she no longer felt the ground under her, and looked around, as she was carried away from the small clearing on his cloud.
"Where are we going?"
"Home"
"But what about Rin and Jaken?"
"AhUn will take care of them."
"Oh."
He took them deep into the heart of the Western Lands, into the place he called home, past the gates and into his room from the doors that lead into the garden, the youkai of the forest returning home, as the prohecy that had been passed down from generation to generation came to pass. It would be said that the West would always be strong, because of the love he had for his mate, a love he would protect, and all of the little ones he would continue to protect, as a result of their love. The youkai would always continue to protect her, the one who gave herself to save them.
She felt the softness of silk under her, the bed she was now on sinking in some because of the weight of the two soon-to-be mates laying on it. His hands found their way under her shirt, and they skirted along her back, one hand coming up to cup her face, as his face closed the distance between them, he whispered the last thing she expected to hear from him, but knew deep inside that he did.
"I love you."
Loved.
She gasped as he touched his lips to hers, giving him the opening he wanted, and pushed his tounge into her mouth, silencing all protests coming from her. She melted against him, trying to get more of him, as if they were still thousands of miles apart, yet so colse they would melt into one. He pulled her body to his, and felt them mold together as if they were made to fit together like puzle peices. She would be his only, no other would ever satisfy him again. He traced her teeth, memorising the contours of her far back molars, mapping them out as he expored her mouth, and came back to do battle with her tounge, and won.
he felt her need for air, and moved to kiss a path along her jaw from her mouth down her neck, and to her collar bone, but stopping at the sensitive area between her neck and her shoulder, knowing where his mark would now lay. She shuttered as he niped at the area between her neck and shoulers, a small mew coming from her throat, as he dragged a fang lightly down to her collar bones, where he began to suck on the spot near the middle, where the bones curved under the skin, leaaving a red mark for all to see, as he rolled on top of her, and continued his way down her body, removing all articles of clothing as he went.
He licked the base of a pert mound, and traced his claw under the other, creating a contrast between wet and dry, he made his way up to the top of her breasts slowly, and pulled the nipple into his mouth, making her gasp at the sensation it caused. His hand played with the other nipple, rolling it between his fingers and pinching it, and plucking it. He switched breasts, and pulled her other pert nipple into his mouth, but now it was stiff and begging for his attention. He sucked hard, and nipped it, soothing the pain with his tounge, and she moaned beutifuly for him. The arch in her back gave him better access to worship her body, and feed her desires. He reluctantly let go of her nipples, and once again licked the valley between her breasts, and slowly moved his way down her belly stopping to dip his toyunge into her bellybutton a couple of times, then continuing on his way down to his goal, his hands following along her sides as the arch in her back moved with his hands, following them, and stopping at her hips.
He looked her over, his saliva gistening in the moonlight, turning it silver, as her body took on an unearthly glow. He became breathless when his eyes met hers. So deep a blue they were, that he he knew no ocean would ever be as deep as her eyes, nor as beautiful. He could not pull his eyes from hers, so entrancing and intensely beautiful they were. His eyes never left hers as he lowered his mouth to the pure flower of her center to drink of her nectar as it flowed from her body. He had never tasted anything like her. He could not describe her taste, even as her eyes closed and broke eye contact with him, droping her head from her elbows and panting with little moans escaping from her porclean throat.
After licking around the innermost of her flesh, gathering however much of her juices as he could, he opened his mouth as wide as it would go, and dipped his tounge into her entrace for a second to gather more of her juices befor closing his mouth and pulling the small ball of nerves into his mouth and sucking as hard as he could, tearing a scream from her throat, and an arch from her back. Then once it was as far in his mouth as it would stay he began to run his tounge over it and continued to suck on it.
Clawed fingers came up from her bottom to gather and wet themselves at her entrance, taking note of her missing hymen. All of her encounters must have torn it, as he could smell no other within her. They entered her cavern carefully, making sure she was not injured by the claws that tipped them and withdrew only to begin their journey again, thistime curving themselves so as to find and stoke that one special spot within her, and map it for later.
Small dainty fingers tangled themselves in long silver hair, pulling on it as clawed fingers went deeper withing her and broken moans escaped her throat. Her back arched suddently and she gasped then called his name.
"Sesshoumaru! Please...d-don't....stop!"
He growled at the sound of his name wrenched from her throat, closing his eyes for not even a second before opening them, because she gasped again. He smirked and growled again, with the same result. A wicked thought entered his mind then. He sucke the small bit of flesh hard again, and began moving his tounge over it, then growled loudly, and quickly removed his fingers from within her, replacing it with his mouth, and continuing the motions his mouth was inflicting previously on her clit with his fingers to catch the juices that gushed from within her when she climaxed, her entire body shaking, as her mouth remained open, screaming silently.
After she had come down from her high, she looked down at him, only to find that he was not there. A dip in the bed beside her told her that he had returned to the bed. She looked at him, and saw that he had removed his own clothing, his erection jutting out as if it was pointing at her. Her eyes widend in amasement, how was that supposed to fit inside her? It had to be impossible!
He smirked at the way her face changed after seeing him. His male pride grew as he crawled onto the futon to the female that would stand by his site for all eternity, and pulled her to him, catching her mouth with his own. After pinning her own muscle he continued to explore her mouth, while manuvering her into the position he desired her. He carefully layed her down, and placed her legs between his, with her arms at the sides of her head. He broke the kiss when he sensed her need for air, and flipped her over, so she was on her hands and knees, then draped himself over her small back, also on hands and knees.
Kagome shivered when she felt her legs being parted, as a clawed hand lingered, and slid over her thigh, stopping at her hip, the other hand postioning himself at the opening of her tender flower. Nips and wet kisses covered her neck, distracting her from her nervousness and insecurities. Soft moans left her mouth, as she panted quietly. Slowly, he began to push forward, watching for signs of discomfort on her face. He angled himself to hit that spot within her on the first try, sheathing himself compleatly.
He began to move faster, now that he was lubricated enough by her own juices. Her pants increased with his speed until they became moans, becoming louder and louder the harder he went soon, he pulled himself from her back, and increased the speed to that of which she would never beable to keep up with, using his demon heritage to give her pleasure, and eventually release himself.
Her once soft quiet moans were now screams and pleads for more, making his instincts rear it's head as he continued to compensate her needs. His eyes bled red, fangs lengthened, claws sharpened, marks jagged, hair billowing around them. Faster and faster he went, closer and closer he came. Soft growles became snarles and howles of pleasure, the need to make his mate come intensifying.
Dangerously, yet gentle clawed fingers moved over her skin to the nub of nerves now fully protruding from it's hood, carassing, and rubbing it. Higher and higher they went, only a little more to go....
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Servants ran and hid themselves, guards became fearful, advisors were scared awake. All had looked to where the sound came from, realising it was their master, they relaxed, and returned to their duties, knowing that the prophesy was impossible to stop now. Their master's final cry of release was over.
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"HHHHNNNNN"
He said, coming down from his high, his voice still grovelly, growels and pants escaping his mouth, sets of much more feminine sounding pants floated to his pointed ears form beneath him. He let the flesh he had bitten go from his mouth, knowing his mark would forever be etched on his female's neck, and laped at the wound, healing it with his saliva. He fell sideways, pulling his mate with him onto the futon, holding her close, still lodged within her. Kagome moved, and tried to pull him free, untill a growl form behind her made her freeze. She decided to ask him.
"Sesshoumaru?"
"Hmmm?"
"You...you seemto be......stuck." He smirked and nipped her ear.
"Why shouldn't i be? Canines always knot their females, to ensure she carries pupps."
Kagome's face flammed, embarrassment of that knowledge that she had forgotten about evident in her scent, and she squeeked out an "Oh" before falling silent. Sesshoumaru chukled behind her.
"You have much to learn, Mate."
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Disclaimer: i do noy own Inu Yasha, it's characters,or it's plot. I make no money from this, merly write for my own personal satisfaction, and for others to enjoy.
The Love Of The Moon.
Replaced.
She sat there alone, and ungaurded, under a tree far away from the others. She could no longer see, as her eyes where puffed to the point that what she could see was blurred by the tears pouring out of them. Her head rested on her rised knees, and her shoulders shook madly. Heaving sobs flowed and weaved throughout the area. The youkai around heard this, and didn't dare go anywhere near the area of the priestess, instead, they kept other preadators away, but would never go anywhere near the clearing where the fallen preistess lay in her greif.
They understood that this was the priestess that had destroyed Naraku, the one that had saved them all from becoming part of a spider hanyou. They would always protect her, even if it meant their lives. Though they could not say the same for the inu hanyou that lived and guarded the woods, keeping his territory clean. Why he always ran to a dead woman was beyond them, But they knew it was because of his actions that the great priestess before them, that cared not what you where, but for who you where, accepting a kitsune for a son, and having many freinds, demonic and human, and even in between, it was because of him that she lay here broken and lost on the forest floor.
Then he came. Dressed in white, with red floral patterns over the left shoulder, and on the end of the sleeves. He stood infront of the demons that had stood up to protect the girl within the clearing. He stared at them. He could smell no ill intent about the demons, and could tell they where keeping the heartbroken girl safe as best as they could. It seemed that there was honnor among some of the lower level youkai after all.
"Why have you come?" One of the youkai asked.
He stared at them with narrowed eyes. " I come to alleviate the pain of the Lady Kagome. My fool of a brother has done an excellent job of breaking her, and creating an uprise in the Western lands. I will care for her." He had decided to humor the lower level youkai. " I bear no ill will towards her" He stated when he though the youkai would not let him pass. Though it wouldn't have mattered anyway. He could have killed them all in a matter of seconds, but if she ever found out, he knew that she would not go with him. He did not want her to hate him. He had plans that needed her not to hate him.
The demons looked at each other, each of them a thoughtful look on their faces. One of the older youkai nodded, and the youkai parted, allowing him entrance. He walked up to the girl. Her head stayed in her lap. She didn't even acknowledge his persence. He removed his armour. She didn't respond to the sound of metal hitting the ground and itself. He knelt before her.
"Lady Kagome, I have come from far off in my lands to help you. I cannot let my hanyou brother smear my name. You have more than my respect. I owe you my life, just as all of the other demons here do." He placed his hand on her arm. He wispered into her ear " Some how you have become very dear to me, and I make sure that those that I care about stay safe, content, and feel secure."
To say Kagome was shocked was a little bit of an understatement. She looked at him in awe, though she was not astounded as she would have been a few weeks earlier, she felt the need to say something, but could not come up with the words on how she flet. Instead, she satisfied her curiosity. "Why would you want a copy of something that shadows compared to the original? Why would you care for something so insignificant as the bugs beneath your shoes?" Her voice was quiet, but clear. He gazed down at her, making sure this was the girl he had truly come for, and not an illusion or a spell meant to keep him away from the real Kagome. When he detected no magic present, he frowned.
Any words to describe his dissapointment, and his anger was an understatement. To say that of oneself meant that those who hurt her had time to wear down her soul. He realised what was going on. Inu Yasha was but a puppet in this plot, and he was stupid enough to go along with it without realising the concequencs, nevermind thinking on them. He suddently knew what she was up to. That whore planned to break Kagome, and instead of doing it quickly, she was dragging it out. She knew that Kagome would ither starve herself to death, or commit scuicide, unable to bear the pain that was wrought on her shoulders.
He knew she was trying to become whole again.
He knelt down, and held her to himself, picking her up carefully. He began to walk towards his camp, the youkai around parting for the demon lord, and his precious cargo, following closely behind, protecting her as best they could. He layed down his heirloom pelt near Rin's place of slumber on the ground, and placed his cargo upon it, wrapping her up in it.
"Sleep, I will make sure he never hurts you again. The dark preistess will nolonger hunger for your suffering, you will be whole again."
Kagome just stared at him, eyes unblinking and silently answering him, colsed her eyes, and let herself sleep. Once her breathing evend out, he smiled, a small soft little smile, but a smile nonetheless, and bent down to her. He kissed her forehead, and burned the picture of her peaceful face into his memory for all time. He stood, sniffing to make sure there was no danger, and walked to the egde of the feild. He stopped for a few moments to create a sheild, in which the other youkai stood around it, like guards around a treasure, and then he left.
Rekindled.
Moaning floated form the hotsprings area, along with snarles, and growls of pleasure wafting up from the trees, all of which were trying to move away from the area, which such impurities lay defileing the earth around them. Golden eyes look upon them with discust, as a sword is slid from it's sheath, no ring making it detectable, as it sliced through the heads of the two creatures before him, one living and one already dead. The dead one burst with the souls held captive inside her body, realeasing them to find their way to the plane of spirits, all but one peice, which flew behind the lone lord, from the direction of which he came, and he knew she would truly live now.
The dark priestess's plan was to slowly exchange the part of Kagome that was always happy, for the part that hated, but Kagome did not know how to hate, only Kikyou did, and so Kagome mourned, and became distant, starving herself, and hurting herslef. Now she would be happy once again, and no longer filled with sorrow. she knew Inu Yasha loved Kikyou, and let him go, for he was not hers to have, as he never came back to Kagome. So long as he was happy, then she would be happy too.
Repaired.
Blue light shot through the forest, finding it's way to it's owner. Past a barrier, it found ther rest of itself and became one, it's mate on it's way to meet the now compleate soul. White blur made it's way back to the barrier it cast, the youkai protecting it parting for the object that came at such high speeds towards them. The white blur materialised inside the barrier, as it was let down, it's soul crying out in joy as it's partner was revealed, glowing and healthy once again.
Kagome felt full, and.... happy? she smiled as conciousness began to open her eyes, she looked around and saw him, the one who she knew had made her happy, and she smiled broghtly at him. Sesshoumaru removed his armour, and set it down on the ground, and lay beside her, enclosing her in his arms. His warmth radiated into her body, and she smiled against him, and looked at him, and lifted her head for him to see her smile, a true happy, and peaceful smile. He smiled at her, a real smile, warm, and beutiful on him. Then she no longer felt the ground under her, and looked around, as she was carried away from the small clearing on his cloud.
"Where are we going?"
"Home"
"But what about Rin and Jaken?"
"AhUn will take care of them."
"Oh."
He took them deep into the heart of the Western Lands, into the place he called home, past the gates and into his room from the doors that lead into the garden, the youkai of the forest returning home, as the prohecy that had been passed down from generation to generation came to pass. It would be said that the West would always be strong, because of the love he had for his mate, a love he would protect, and all of the little ones he would continue to protect, as a result of their love. The youkai would always continue to protect her, the one who gave herself to save them.
She felt the softness of silk under her, the bed she was now on sinking in some because of the weight of the two soon-to-be mates laying on it. His hands found their way under her shirt, and they skirted along her back, one hand coming up to cup her face, as his face closed the distance between them, he whispered the last thing she expected to hear from him, but knew deep inside that he did.
"I love you."
Loved.
She gasped as he touched his lips to hers, giving him the opening he wanted, and pushed his tounge into her mouth, silencing all protests coming from her. She melted against him, trying to get more of him, as if they were still thousands of miles apart, yet so colse they would melt into one. He pulled her body to his, and felt them mold together as if they were made to fit together like puzle peices. She would be his only, no other would ever satisfy him again. He traced her teeth, memorising the contours of her far back molars, mapping them out as he expored her mouth, and came back to do battle with her tounge, and won.
he felt her need for air, and moved to kiss a path along her jaw from her mouth down her neck, and to her collar bone, but stopping at the sensitive area between her neck and her shoulder, knowing where his mark would now lay. She shuttered as he niped at the area between her neck and shoulers, a small mew coming from her throat, as he dragged a fang lightly down to her collar bones, where he began to suck on the spot near the middle, where the bones curved under the skin, leaaving a red mark for all to see, as he rolled on top of her, and continued his way down her body, removing all articles of clothing as he went.
He licked the base of a pert mound, and traced his claw under the other, creating a contrast between wet and dry, he made his way up to the top of her breasts slowly, and pulled the nipple into his mouth, making her gasp at the sensation it caused. His hand played with the other nipple, rolling it between his fingers and pinching it, and plucking it. He switched breasts, and pulled her other pert nipple into his mouth, but now it was stiff and begging for his attention. He sucked hard, and nipped it, soothing the pain with his tounge, and she moaned beutifuly for him. The arch in her back gave him better access to worship her body, and feed her desires. He reluctantly let go of her nipples, and once again licked the valley between her breasts, and slowly moved his way down her belly stopping to dip his toyunge into her bellybutton a couple of times, then continuing on his way down to his goal, his hands following along her sides as the arch in her back moved with his hands, following them, and stopping at her hips.
He looked her over, his saliva gistening in the moonlight, turning it silver, as her body took on an unearthly glow. He became breathless when his eyes met hers. So deep a blue they were, that he he knew no ocean would ever be as deep as her eyes, nor as beautiful. He could not pull his eyes from hers, so entrancing and intensely beautiful they were. His eyes never left hers as he lowered his mouth to the pure flower of her center to drink of her nectar as it flowed from her body. He had never tasted anything like her. He could not describe her taste, even as her eyes closed and broke eye contact with him, droping her head from her elbows and panting with little moans escaping from her porclean throat.
After licking around the innermost of her flesh, gathering however much of her juices as he could, he opened his mouth as wide as it would go, and dipped his tounge into her entrace for a second to gather more of her juices befor closing his mouth and pulling the small ball of nerves into his mouth and sucking as hard as he could, tearing a scream from her throat, and an arch from her back. Then once it was as far in his mouth as it would stay he began to run his tounge over it and continued to suck on it.
Clawed fingers came up from her bottom to gather and wet themselves at her entrance, taking note of her missing hymen. All of her encounters must have torn it, as he could smell no other within her. They entered her cavern carefully, making sure she was not injured by the claws that tipped them and withdrew only to begin their journey again, thistime curving themselves so as to find and stoke that one special spot within her, and map it for later.
Small dainty fingers tangled themselves in long silver hair, pulling on it as clawed fingers went deeper withing her and broken moans escaped her throat. Her back arched suddently and she gasped then called his name.
"Sesshoumaru! Please...d-don't....stop!"
He growled at the sound of his name wrenched from her throat, closing his eyes for not even a second before opening them, because she gasped again. He smirked and growled again, with the same result. A wicked thought entered his mind then. He sucke the small bit of flesh hard again, and began moving his tounge over it, then growled loudly, and quickly removed his fingers from within her, replacing it with his mouth, and continuing the motions his mouth was inflicting previously on her clit with his fingers to catch the juices that gushed from within her when she climaxed, her entire body shaking, as her mouth remained open, screaming silently.
After she had come down from her high, she looked down at him, only to find that he was not there. A dip in the bed beside her told her that he had returned to the bed. She looked at him, and saw that he had removed his own clothing, his erection jutting out as if it was pointing at her. Her eyes widend in amasement, how was that supposed to fit inside her? It had to be impossible!
He smirked at the way her face changed after seeing him. His male pride grew as he crawled onto the futon to the female that would stand by his site for all eternity, and pulled her to him, catching her mouth with his own. After pinning her own muscle he continued to explore her mouth, while manuvering her into the position he desired her. He carefully layed her down, and placed her legs between his, with her arms at the sides of her head. He broke the kiss when he sensed her need for air, and flipped her over, so she was on her hands and knees, then draped himself over her small back, also on hands and knees.
Kagome shivered when she felt her legs being parted, as a clawed hand lingered, and slid over her thigh, stopping at her hip, the other hand postioning himself at the opening of her tender flower. Nips and wet kisses covered her neck, distracting her from her nervousness and insecurities. Soft moans left her mouth, as she panted quietly. Slowly, he began to push forward, watching for signs of discomfort on her face. He angled himself to hit that spot within her on the first try, sheathing himself compleatly.
He began to move faster, now that he was lubricated enough by her own juices. Her pants increased with his speed until they became moans, becoming louder and louder the harder he went soon, he pulled himself from her back, and increased the speed to that of which she would never beable to keep up with, using his demon heritage to give her pleasure, and eventually release himself.
Her once soft quiet moans were now screams and pleads for more, making his instincts rear it's head as he continued to compensate her needs. His eyes bled red, fangs lengthened, claws sharpened, marks jagged, hair billowing around them. Faster and faster he went, closer and closer he came. Soft growles became snarles and howles of pleasure, the need to make his mate come intensifying.
Dangerously, yet gentle clawed fingers moved over her skin to the nub of nerves now fully protruding from it's hood, carassing, and rubbing it. Higher and higher they went, only a little more to go....
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Servants ran and hid themselves, guards became fearful, advisors were scared awake. All had looked to where the sound came from, realising it was their master, they relaxed, and returned to their duties, knowing that the prophesy was impossible to stop now. Their master's final cry of release was over.
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"HHHHNNNNN"
He said, coming down from his high, his voice still grovelly, growels and pants escaping his mouth, sets of much more feminine sounding pants floated to his pointed ears form beneath him. He let the flesh he had bitten go from his mouth, knowing his mark would forever be etched on his female's neck, and laped at the wound, healing it with his saliva. He fell sideways, pulling his mate with him onto the futon, holding her close, still lodged within her. Kagome moved, and tried to pull him free, untill a growl form behind her made her freeze. She decided to ask him.
"Sesshoumaru?"
"Hmmm?"
"You...you seemto be......stuck." He smirked and nipped her ear.
"Why shouldn't i be? Canines always knot their females, to ensure she carries pupps."
Kagome's face flammed, embarrassment of that knowledge that she had forgotten about evident in her scent, and she squeeked out an "Oh" before falling silent. Sesshoumaru chukled behind her.
"You have much to learn, Mate."
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End Fic.