InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ @ss hole ( Chapter 63 )

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Sesshoumaru dismissed everyone from the room with the wave of his hand. Even Kuza left, afraid of the look he had on his face. The door was shut and locked and everyone sat outside waiting.

 

“Hello, Smart Ass.” he said, standing above her, his boot placed underneath her nose. Wasn't this how they started back again so many moons ago...her on her knees before him? He wanted her to grovel before him, but knew she wouldn't do it. Maybe if he played his cards right...

 

Akanesuji lifted her face, her eyes now clear and her body wracked with sweat. Growing painful contractions brought her back from sleep and that last one had pushed her into full consciousness. She looked into his eyes and found them hard and cruel. They weren't just unemotional and blank, but angry and raw. Grabbing her under an arm he lifted her up and pushed her back on the bed.

 

With a firm hand he inspected her stomach, almost smirking when another contraction came over her. He could feel her belly tighten, the muscles trying to squeeze his son out. She pawed the bed, kicking out a foot and smacking her head back. Curious to know what Kuza had been looking for, he put his fingers up inside her and figured out what a cervix was. It was that space opening up where he could feel the baby's hair falling out.

 

“I thought I told you to leave me,” she gritted out.

 

“Oh no, darling. I've arranged it so it's just you and me.”

 

“Fuck you.”

 

“I wouldn't miss this for the world.”

 

“You would miss it if you were out fucking her.”

 

“Tsk, tsk.” he said, wagging a finger in her face like she was naughty. “Oh shut up. You are ever the whiner when you don't get your way.” Sesshoumaru grabbed up a breast and started manipulating it, drawing the nipple into a taunt hard peak. He noticed the weight of it, how heavy it had gotten since the last time he had touched her. That had been over a month ago. She screamed from another wave of pain.

 

He missed her, but right now he hated her too. Wanted her to suffer for her demands. She needed punishment and he was more than ready to give it to her. He bent over and latched on to it, sucking it into his mouth and biting it lightly.

 

“Why are you doing that?”

 

“Because Kuza said it would make your contractions harder. More painful.”

 

Akanesuji closed her eyes and tired to ignore him. He seemed dead set on doing it and if it would keep him from talking about the other woman, it might just be worth it. After a time she was able to concentrate on dealing with the pain and began aligning her chi energies, calming her chakras and mediating on pleasant thoughts. He could feel her body become more accepting to his touches, anticipate the muscle movements and adjust to the sensations going on with in her.

 

“What do you want?” she asked him, opening her eyes to see his white head of hair over her.

 

Sesshoumaru lifted his head, his lips ruddied and swollen from attending her breasts. “Everything.”

 

“You can't have everything.”

 

“Yes, I can. I am lord here. I can take whatever I want.”

 

“Fine then. Take it all. Take me. Take her. Take all the whores you want until you grow so sick of pussy you learn to stay home.”

 

“Thank you. I will.”

 

Her eyes glowed red in anger, her nails inching out in sharp points. He wasn't supposed to agree with her. He was supposed to do the opposite like he always did. She had said the wrong thing, her calculations off. Now he was threatening her with the very thing she hated most. “I will kill them all.”

 

Sesshoumaru smiled big and pushed her nose like a button. “I'm counting on it.”

 

Another wave of sharp pain made her flinch up and scream. He stood and opened the door, calling Kuza in then stood against the wall and watched as the mare inspected her cervix again. The mare had his wife sit up, dressed her in a yukata and encouraged her to start walking.

 

“I'm going to leave you,” Akanesuji said to him, knowing that in the future she would. It may not be now, it may not be this year, but she would leave him. Sess had told her so.

 

“Wasn't it you who said you would not raise our child alone?”

 

She growled at him, a deep dark dog snarl from her throat. She was stuck with him and his whims and she knew it. Now he was playing her like a well worn instrument, manipulating her as she was known to manipulate him. Walking out into the hallway she growled at every one there, making them scatter.

 

oooOOOOoooo

 

“You know what their problem is?” Kagome asked to InuYasha as they hustled back to their apartments, his hand at her waist and a big smile on his face. He didn't mind getting sent back to his old room with his wife at all. “They are too much alike.”

 

The hanyou nodded, agreeing completely. “If I ever turn into an asshole like that, just purify me.”

 

Kagome giggled and grabbed him by the fur that circled around his shoulders, pulling him into a passionate kiss. He pushed her up against the wall and growled deeply, a seductive sound almost like a purr. “What are you saying? You are an asshole like that.”

 

“What?” he said, pulling his face up from her with a hurt look on his face.

 

“Oh InuYasha. You've always been a cranky, stubborn and moody thing, but that's why I love you.”

 

“I never realized I was such a pain in the ass.”

 

“You're not a pain in my ass.” She kissed him hard, delighting in the feeling of his lips against hers, his body pushing her against the wall, the firmness of his chest and the tightness of his claws around her arms. “If you were,” she whispered. “We'd be doing it wrong.”

 

Yasha gave out a growl, one she didn't understand and couldn't quite translate, but she imagined it to be like the one before and licked the line of his neck. “Lick me again,” she said, lifting her leg up around his hip and pulling his crotch in line with hers, “and I'll lick you.”

 

He didn't care then about the pain-in-the-ass statement, knowing she had no idea what she was talking about. The idea of her licking him, cleaning him like a good inu bitch should made him forget all his troubles. Pulling her up over his shoulder he carried her deeper into the apartment, glad there was already a futon waiting for them.