InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ You Evil Thing! LEMON ( Chapter 24 )

He placed his hand at the base of her skull and pulled her into a deep kiss, fingers running through her soft white hair. She easily opened her mouth to him, unable to resist being so close to him. They tore at each others clothes violently, demon claws ripping and slashing their beautiful things. He let the furry mantle drop as she struggled with his armor, letting it clank on the floor and crush his toe. The blue and yellow sash was cut to bits.

 

He pushed her up against the far wall, pulling her up by the ass until she was high enough for him to open her kimonos unceremoniously and place himself at her entrance. Her sandals dangled off her feet like wind chimes. Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist she lowered herself over him. Sesshoumaru thrust into her roughly, not caring if she were wet and ready or not.

 

Five strokes into it, the position wasn't working very well since he only had one arm to balance her with. She kept sliding down the wall and he would have to pull her back up again. Growling and frustrated he threw her on top of her low red lacquered trunk and started at her again. She bit at his ear, drawing a little blood, her nails digging into the skin of his back as she made encouraging sighs and moans. It had been so long... too long... since they had been together and they went after each other like wild animals.

 

Her head hit the wall a few times making a firm conking sound. She was hot and tight, almost as tight as the first time he had had her. He knew he would not last much longer, but neither would she. He dug his nails into her thigh in an effort to hold her still as her legs contorted tight around his hips. As she felt her body floating higher and higher, she wound her hands into his hair like a pair of handcuffs on a bed post and held on for dear life.

 

Sesshoumaru could feel her core tightening around him and he continued to push hard into her to grasp for his own release. How good she felt, taking him places he so desperately wanted to go. The front of his hair showered down into their faces, sweat coming down in big drips. He couldn't feel his feet anymore, just the hard and fast pleasure and pain starting at his shaft and wired though his limbs. With out control of himself anymore, he spurted into her as she screamed in time with her own orgasm.

 

He leaned his forehead on her chest, listening first to the rush of blood in his own head and then to the heart beat under her breasts. Ribs rose and fell to a quick time. She looked down and brushed his hair from his eyes after pulling her hands from his knotted silky hair. Strands went in every which way now, his bangs plastered to his wet sticky skin.

 

Akanesuji's legs felt like she had just run twenty miles at top speed. Her left leg dropped hard onto the top of the trunk while she propped her other one higher over his naked back. The obi she wore was still tight around her middle, though the necks of her kimonos were now pulled open and badly wrinkled. A single breast had wiggled free. Wetness dribbled down her onto the fine cloth and tickled, but she tried to ignore it. With her thumb she rubbed the line of his eyebrow, watching and waiting for his closed eyes to open.

 

“Uuummmm,” she hummed lightly as her eyes followed a bead of sweat as it fell from his skin to hers. Sesshoumaru took in another deep breath, happy that he had her pinned and she couldn't go anywhere. He would keep her here forever if it wouldn't eventually hurt his back and make his knees sore.

 

“How is your ass?” he asked her, realizing he had to pull his nails out of her flesh a half an inch or so. Sitting up her leg slid off of him and he pulled the layers of fabric over to expose five large punctures oozing blood. Silently he thanked his lucky stars he had not allowed poison into her skin. She would heal.

 

“I've had worse.”

 

Sesshoumaru started inspecting her like a mother would inspect their child for ticks. He started with her hands, the nails smooth from heavy use. A blood blister showed on her right hand where her wakizashi handle had pinched her. She much have thrusted very hard into something. Her left hand wasn't so bad. Up one forearm was a still healing gash some seven inches long. Across one thigh was a series of four scratches, probably from a cat of some sort.

 

Picking up her feet he found them heavily callused too from constant walking and running. Her calves were tight with lean muscle. Silently he opened her obi and let the fabric fall away to find a medium sized puncture wound at the bottom of her ribs. Her belly just showed the bare beginnings of a baby mound. “My love. When will you stop doing this to yourself?”

 

She sighed and turned her head to the wall, closing her eyes. Why did he have to bring this up now while they were lounging so happily? She did not want to fight him again just yet. “Hizumeha still faces many threats in the buffer lands. I can't just forsake my people.”

 

Running a finger from a nipple to her furry mound, he lazed around her nub letting their combined juices lubricate it. A sharp breath filled her lungs. “Look at me,” he commanded.

 

She turned and faced him, eyes saddened. “You will not let me leave will you?”

 

“I'm willing to discuss it.” Sesshoumaru leaned forward and licked her quickly, bringing another fast breath into her. “But not now.” A finger, then two, and he grinned.

 

The female youkai started to bring her hands up to touch him, but shook his head no. Taking his hand from her, he set one of her hands and then the next under her butt cheeks, he then put one ankle over his shoulder and then the other. Burying his nose in the fur and his tongue deep inside her, he thrust with his neck putting pressure on her hidden nerve clusters.

 

“You do this on purpose Sesshoumaru!” she accused. “You wont talk to me!”

 

He shook his head up and down in agreement.

 

“You evil thing!”

 

Again he shook his head in agreement.

 

With a mighty resolve, he decided he would exhaust her until she shut up.

 

Akanesuji started bucking underneath him, kicking against his back with her heels. She would not take her hands from where they were planted, but she sure would make his job more difficult. Secretly she loved this treatment, to fight him like this and loose, but she would not let him know that. Bucking even harder to dislodge him, she managed to plant her big toe into his ear and push.

 

Her inventive lover slipped his tongue out and bit over her lips. If she pushed too much more, her tender flesh would go with him. Akanesuji removed her toe and set the pads of her feet firmly around the meat of his shoulders, waiting for him to let go of her so she could kick out. Being limber had it's advantages. Sesshoumaru would not give up though, keeping his lips where they were he manipulated her further, making her pant and squeal. “Do you think you are funny?” she yelled with a husky voice.

 

Sesshoumaru only nodded up and down, making her situation all the more worse. He reinserted his fingers, watching her back arch and her chest strain. Nibbling and thrusting he made her finish magnificently.

 

Akanesuji grabbed the corner of her outer kimono and covered up her face, relaxing into the smell of it. He didn't care, he was too busy rubbing her abdomen and listening. At first he heard nothing but the air leaving and returning to her lungs, the sound of her heart beat and the noises of digestion, but then he heard a second smaller beat. It was faint, but it was there. His little boy was there. “Love, I can hear him.”

 

Akanesuji uncovered her head and looked down at his pile of white hair flowing all around her. “You can?” she asked, unable to believe his declaration.

 

“Yes. He's there. Right there.” She felt a nail pressing low on her abdomen and then a kiss.

 

“I love you Sesshoumaru.”

 

“I love you too.” Taking her up into his arms, he hugged her so tight that she doubted he would ever let her go. He took her to her bed and sat her on the edge, undressing her the rest of the way. Pulling the coverlet back he placed her in the middle and wiggled in next to her. Snuggling into the crook of his arm, she closed her eyes and let rest lightly take her.

 

“Is court still waiting for us?”

 

“I doubt it. I am sure word has spread that we are not to be disturbed.”

 

“Oh.” Akanesuji had forgotten how the walls had ears. “Where's Rin?”

 

“She's safe with Jaken, though we should go to her.”

 

“See? I told you I was leaving shortly!”

 

Sesshoumaru grabbed her gently by the chin and lifted her face so that he could clearly see her. “But this time, we are leaving together. Do you understand me now?”

 

“Yes my love. I understand you now.” Well, not really. She never did completely understand him and his quiet disdain for everything except sex, their baby and Rin. Sometimes it just was easier to go along with him and see where things led than to over analyze him.

 

Akanesuji pulled the covers over her head and he thought it only to hide herself. Instead she laughed with glee, grabbing his closest nipple and twisting it hard. He bolted up and a wrestling game ensued. Pinning her under the covers with his weight he managed to lock a calf under his arm and he ticked it mercilessly. Akanesuji screamed and squealed, kicking out as best she could.

 

Using the strength of the jewel shards within her, she pried her fingers into an armpit and poked between his ribs until he broke out in a laugh. Grabbing a pillow he smacked her raised butt with it and all hell broke loose. Down feathers started appearing in the air as the two inuyoukai romped and played like young kids again. Akanesuji ripped one pillow apart just for the sheer joy of it, creating a snow shower of white and gray across her lovely Persian rug. She pitted the poor servant who would have to clean the mess up. Today it wasn't going to be her.

 

With sighs they laid together in a heap, blankets and pillows torn from the bed, the room completely trashed. Wild giggles turned to gentle cuddling and caressing. “We need to go find Rin, honey,” Akanesuji said, rubbing his forearm and playing along his purple stripes.

 

“Pack your suit” he said, “and some nice clothes. I have a little trip planned for us.”

 

“Oh? Where are we going?”

 

“It's a surprise.” Sesshoumaru's eyes glittered and his lip turned up in a little cocky half-grin. She knew then that he was really up to something. “When will Hizumeha be here?”

 

“Tomorrow at the latest.”

 

“Good. If we get started now, we can meet him on the road.”

 

Akanesuji was confused. “We're taking Hizumeha with us?”

 

“No, I thought Rin might spend a week with him and his wife. I thought we might enjoy a week to ourselves.”

 

“Oh”. Akanesuji blinked in pleasant surprise.