InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ Submission ( Chapter 55 )

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The doorbell rang, and Kagome skipped down the stairs to get it. Waiting for her were her four girlfriends, each with an expectant look on their faces.

 

“Where have you been?”

“Come on...let's go.”

“Just stop complaining.”

“God, Kagome...you can't stay here forever.”

“You gotta get out some time!”

 

She gave a sigh and gave into it. Telling them she was going upstairs to change shirts, she left the girls at the door for but a moment and ran up to tell Akanesuji to lay low. “I'm going to go out with my friends for a while. Will you be alright here?”

 

The demon nodded. “I have plenty of these movie things, and you're mom's here to subdue the microwave demon. I think we'll be fine.” Akanesuji sat on the floor, her back to the bed. She was surrounded by stacks of movies. The piles on her right were ones she had not seen, the ones on her left the ones she had already devoured while Kagome was in class taking tests. On the bed was a stack of manga with new greasy fingerprints from popcorn butter.

 

“Look Akanesuji. You can't be leaving nasty oil prints on the paper o.k.?” Kagome shoved a book in the woman's face as she stared at the screen.

 

“All right, all right...whatever.” was the reply she got.

 

Amazing how quickly the demoness had turned into a couch potato.

 

“And stay here. Don't go out.”

 

“Yeah. Yeah.”

 

“I should take you to the well...RIGHT NOW!” Kagome yelled into her ear.

 

Akanesuji just gave her a frown. “What? So Sesshoumaru can think it was fine to yell at Rin the way he did?”

 

“No.” Kagome changed tops and left, closing the bedroom door on the silly woman. She hopped down the stairs again and begged her mom for a few yen, then ran out the door smiling. It would be so nice to get away from youkai for a while.

 

Sesshoumaru watched Kagome leave with her friends and smirked to himself, that signature eyebrow lifting into a happy crecent above his yellow eye. He brushed his hair back from his eyes, preening himself like a peacock before looking down the street and across the temple grounds to see if anyone was watching. With yet another smirk he floated to Kagome's window and rapped on the glass.

 

Akanesuji was anything but surprised. She turned up the sound on the television and pretended not to hear him. He only tapped on the glass harder.

 

“I can break it if I have to.”

 

She laid her head back on the bedside exhaustedly. Kagome had warned her that he was up to no good, and she believed it. The future Sesshoumaru was a wiley as a cat taking every opportunity to kiss her or touch her.

 

The truth was though, she liked it. Damn she really was a sucker.

 

Akanesuji stood and pulled the curtain over to see his face near the glass peering in. “Let me in Akanesuji,” he demanded, almost pressing his nose to the glass.

 

“Why?”

 

“Because I said so.”

 

“Not good enough.”

 

“Please.”

 

She waited for it again.

 

“Please. I don't want to get caught floating outside.” Akanesuji grinned to herself and slid the window open, letting him come in. Immediately he threw his arms around her and gave her slobbery kisses. “You taste like butter.”

 

“Yeah. Want some popcorn? It's really delicious stuff.”

 

“You shouldn't eat that. You'll get constipated.”

 

“Will not,” she said as Sesshoumaru groped her ass and nibbled on her neck. In no time she was running her hands though his hair and rubbing his ear in response. Her nipples grew hard and her crotch was going damp.

 

He pulled his face away and started rubbing her tummy in big circles. “I love you.”

 

“Do you have anything else to say besides that?”

 

Sesshoumaru smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose to hers. “I can't talk to you about the past or the future. So there really isn't much to talk about is there?”

 

“I guess you're right. That does only leave a few things we can....talk about.” Akanesuji pulled his head down to her and planted more kisses on him. “I have a present for you then,” she taunted, nibbling his bottom lip and rubbing his earlobe between finger and thumb, “but you have to close your eyes.” She walked around him, putting her hands over his eyes, letting her fangs drag on his arm and shoulder blades. He let out a little doggie growl, bouncing on his feet a few small inches expectantly. “Do you have your eyes closed?” she asked, slowly removing her hands seductively down his cheeks, her nails clawing at his neck and trailing down his back.

 

Sesshoumaru nodded up and down. “What is it? Can I have a hint?”

 

“Ummm....” she said, caressing his ass..and for some reason he pushed it out a little and wiggled as if his tail were showing. Akane raised her own eyebrow at that. He sure had turned into a little wanton thing over the years. “Are you sure your eyes are closed?” she asked again, patting his right butt cheek patronizingly. He nodded again, wringing his hands together in front of himself in anticipation.

 

She pulled out a brand new set of subjugation beads and slipped them over his head, pulling them tight to choke him and pulling him down to his knees. Sesshoumaru gasp and clawed at his neck and sputtered. “What is this?” Feeling the hard black spheres his eyes went wide in sudden dread and understanding. “What have you done?”

 

The pregnant woman licked his ear and nipped his cheek, drawing a line of blood. “You are such a naughty dog.” She jerked the necklace hard, making his head move as she stood behind him. “You know I always go for the neck.”

 

“Lately you've been going for the crotch.”

 

“Your mistake in judgment.”

 

“Take them off me and I'll go.”

 

“What? And spoil all my fun? Oh Sesshoumaru darling, you should know me better than this.”

 

“You weren't like this back then,” he said, turning his head to look into her eyes, sparkling bright pink like a fresh new bottle of Pepto-Bismol, her white hair braided up into a complex mound high above her head.

 

“Would you rather I play Shinobi-go-seek with you? I can sit you then run out the window. You'd have a hard time finding me in that stone jungle.” Laying her teeth over his neck in dominance she whispered to him “I see the world out there Sesshoumaru-chan, and it calls me to it.” Swiftly she bit, leaving a ring of bruises and four puncture wounds.

 

“Ow...what was that for?”

 

“I've been wanting to do that for years.” She licked the wounds, sipping his blood into her mouth and savoring the taste of it.

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Well here then,” Sesshoumaru tilted his head over. “Do it again!”

 

Akanesuji slapped him upside the head. “What is wrong with you? Has all the fight left you?”

 

The daiyoukai let out a laugh. “Oh honey, you and I fight still fight. You just beat this shit out of me for the first time last year.”

 

“Damn. Took me that long? I'll have to try harder.”

 

“I shouldn't have said anything.” Sesshoumaru passed his left arm up between her standing legs and pulled her down so that she fell onto her back when she had been distracted, thinking about what she must have done to finally get the upper hand. Instinctively she let go of the beads to catch herself before hitting her head on the floor and in a quick flash, Sesshoumaru had her pinned down on the carpet. “This is much better,” he purred, “I always liked being on top.”

 

“Yeah, well I didn't.” She tried to maneuver out from underneath him, but found her giant belly in the way. Being huge was not doing her any favors today.

 

“Liar,” he said, grabbing her around the throat and pulling her up then twisting her around so that she was on her knees before him. Ripping her sweats with his other hand he thrust his fingers into her wetness. He knew her so well...knew she was hot for him like she always was. “You liked back then what you like now. A good bite on the neck and a hard mounting from behind.”

 

“Sit!” she yelled, making him crash onto his ass hard, his head bouncing back and cracking on the floor. Crawling over his splayed body she sat over his crotch and watched his face smugly. “I think Akane is going to love those beads. I hope she sits your ass every day.” She ground into him, making his pants damp over his hard erection. She ran her hands over his chest and found what she was looking for in the pocket of his linen jacket. The cellphone.

 

“Sit”, she told him again when he tried to steal it back from her, making his arms smack. She grined and gave him the “naughty naughty” finger in the air. “You've been a bad dog and it's time to get your punishment.”

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“What do you think?” Pressing the buttons she had been told and had memorized, a woman's voice came over the phone. “Guess who?”

 

“I'm already on it. Keep whispering sit to keep him there.”

 

All he could say was “Oh Kami...no.”

 

Five minutes later the door opened and Akane appeared in a pair of tight black leather pants, a red shirt and a crop of short black hair. “Sesshoumaru. You are sooooo predictable.”

 

“Sorry love. I'll try harder next time.”

 

“There won't be a next time doofus.” She nodded for Akanesuji to get off him and back into the corner. In their last phone call she had told her how important it was that they not touch. If they did they would merge together because of the space-time-continuum. Pulling out a stainless steel collar with kanji script all over it, she bent down and locked it over Sesshoumaru's neck.

 

“No!” he yelled as he tried to struggle. “You're not putting me on house arrest like Yasha!”

 

“Even better darling. I'm chaining you up to Yasha and leaving town. You can baby sit him while I go play a nice game of Shinobi-go-seek.”

 

“noooo.” he moaned, his eyes going down cast and sullen. “Not London...”

 

“Yes London. You deserve it. I deserve it. We're all getting what we deserve.”

 

“I swear, I'll be good. I'll leave her alone,” he begged as she grabbed him by the hair and started dragging him to the door. His body was so weak now, the collar making his supernatural strength drain away to a lowly humans. He had seen it done to Akane, Koga and Yasha, and now it was his turn to wear an accursed Ofada collar. There was no way to get it off, no way to escape it. Only when someone took it off him could he be free.

 

The prospect of being chained up to Yasha only made the situation worse. Yasha was wearing one too and on house arrest. Now they would be stuck together in the same room, probably for a week or two with only Hizumeha as occasional company. That was going to be bad...bad...bad...

 

“Akane,” came Akanesuji's voice from the corner. “Have things changed so much that our lord husband is a beggar?”

 

The modern woman looked to the past woman and smiled really big. “Look Akanesuji. Some things change, but somethings will always be the same. Sess is still a selfish ass bastard, except now he's figured out what he wants and will go to any lengths to get it. I'm still that determined kinochi, loving him and supporting him in between bouts of saving the world and taking care of the kids. Don't think that just because he looks weak right now that he isn't. He's stronger than ever.” She kicked him in the shoulder and then yanked his hair up, shaking his head around like it was nothing. “It's just that he likes how powerful I have become and it really turns him on.”

 

Akanesuji smiled so big. The future was looking really...really promising.

 

Sesshoumaru smiled coyly and shrugged his shoulders. He waived at Akanesuji merrily as she disappeared from view, his body being dragged harshly down the steps with a thump, thump, thump. “I love you Akane,” he told his mean ass mistress as she threw him over her shoulder once they arrived at the bottom of the steps.

 

“I love you too you naughty dog.” Akane gave him a firm slap on the ass which made him yelp in his weakened state, opened the door and dumped him in the trunk of her car, then waived to her old self who watched from Kagome's bedroom window.

 

Yes... the future was looking really interesting. Akanesuji made sure to carefully record everything in her mind and plan ahead. She would have to go home and play the submissive feudal era wife for a time, but as soon as the modern world would start to present itself, she was going to own his ass. He would never, ever run off again.