InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Telling ❯ Repaying a Favor ( Chapter 19 )

There was no way she was actually where her mind was telling her she was. Just no way. She refused to accept it. Nuh uh.

"Woman." a velvet baritone voice said coolly. "This Sesshomaru recalls an agreement upon meeting here this evening. You, miko, missed said engagement. This Sesshomaru has corrected your obvious oversight. Do not do such a thing again."

What? "Okay Sesshomaru," Kagome told him none to gently as she sat up. "There was no "agreement!" You told me to come here, and just expected me to obey! Well, I'm not some retainer like that little toad, and I don't have to do something just because you command it."

"This Sesshomaru realizes that you have nothing in common with Jaken, and he is thankful." the taiyoukai responded. "However, it is obvious even now that although you attempt to portray your dislike of being here, you are more than willing to remain."

"Point one, demon lord." Her brain told her. Well, maybe she wasn't running for the hills or anything, but that didn't mean that she wanted to be here. In fact, hadn't she resolved NOT to be here? And he was just sitting there beside her, looking at her like he had all the right in the world to have abducted her from her camp. She threw the sleeping bag off and stood. Closing the small distance between herself and the taiyoukai, she leaned forward and poked him hard in the chest. "You can't just pick people up and take them whenever you want you know! If you wanted me here so much, you should have just asked me to come, instead of telling me to!"

She was assaulting his person. Again. "This Sesshomaru cares not if you are here." he said as he tipped his head away from her.

That was it, the straw that broke the miko's back. "Good. So, since you don't care if I'm here, then take me back." She told him.

He refused to look at her should he betray his true feelings. "Hn." was all he said.

"Don't you "hn" me mister!" She said with another sharp jab at his chest. "Take me back." When he refused to acknowledge her, she turned away and muttered under her breath "Fine, I'll just take myself back!"

As the sound of her disgruntled mutterings filled his ears, he finally turned his head to look at her.

"What is she wearing?" His brain questioned before going strangely silent. All he could think of to reply was that the quandary really should be phrased, what is she NOT wearing? And the answer to that would be everything.

Her long legs were bare, stretching out to unbelievable lengths while her round backside was covered in the tiniest pants he had ever had the pleasure of viewing. They gripped her thighs and bottom tightly and he was entranced as he watched the curve of her ass move along as she walked. Above the..... pants...... if they could even been deemed such, she wore a tight little shirt with no sleeves. This article of clothing hugged her just as tightly as the other and as the two didn't quite meet in the middle, he was also rewarded with a view of the naked flesh of her slender waist.

He was already hard and when she bent over to retrieve her sleeping bag, he found himself on the move.

What was it with demons anyway? Particularly the inu variety? They were all so stubborn! Obviously he had wanted her here; otherwise he wouldn't have taken her away from her camp as she slept. And still he tried to play it off. It was ridiculous. She huffed as she picked up her sleeping bag.

She was almost knocked over when something bumped into her backside. Turning her head sharply, her wonder filled eyes meet deep lust filled honey ones.

"Miko," Sesshomaru ground out as he gripped her hips with his claws. "Your attire is beyond indecent." He pulled her up and tight against him. Pausing to inhale her scent, he brought his lips down upon her bare shoulder and placed a kiss upon the sensitive flesh.

She was going to tell him to shove off until that kiss. Kami sama! Where was her self-control? "You don't approve of my clothes?" She asked before voicing a soft moan.

"Incorrect woman, this Sesshomaru most certainly endorses your clothing as long as you are in only my presence when wearing it." He would like it more if said clothes were strewn upon the ground, but the material seemed absurdly flimsy. Kissing her neck again and reveling in her scent, he reached one claw up and flicked it at one strap of her tank top. The strip of cloth broke with no resistance. He was pleased and repeated the action on the other strap with the same results. Once her shoulders were free of their constraints, Sesshomaru tilted his head down again and gave her a long lick. He had missed her taste.

Something warm, wet and rough dragged across the side of her neck, and Kagome shuddered. His claws grazed across her stomach pausing as the muscles there twitched before continuing upwards to her breasts. Large hand settled there, cupping her fleshy mounds before simultaneously tweaking her nipples. She let loose a throaty moan and the taiyoukai behind her ground against her hips.

"Do you feel what you do to this Sesshomaru miko?" He asked in a voice that was no longer coated with ice, but burned freely with lust. He pushed his hardness against her bottom again as he repeated "Do you?"

"Y..Yes!" Kagome moaned. She could no longer deny that Sesshomaru's touch caused her to burn in a way that no other's, including Inuyasha's, ever had. She could spend the rest of her life blissfully being touched by this god behind her.

He traced his tongue over her neck again, stopping to suckle and nip at the pulse point there before snaking over the shell of her ear, his fangs claiming an earlobe with an almost painful tug.

Releasing her ear when she cried out in pleasure, he spun her quickly in his arms. Looking down into the blue eyes of his human lover, he could see the unbridled lust burning from within them. With a growl he seized her mouth with his own. His kiss was demanding, hungry, and she moaned into him as their tongues met in a hurried dance. Her small hands fisted into his hair and she gave it a quick tug. He moaned into her hot little mouth at the mixture of pleasure and pain and she hungrily swallowed it. He responded by nipping her lower lip and sucking at the blood that flowed from the tiny laceration. She voiced a soft sound of pleasure, and he knew that his previous assumptions as to her preferring her sex rough were accurate. He became incredibly aroused at the thought and pushed his hard length against her belly, seeking some sort of relief.

He slid one hand up from her hips and grasped the back of her neck, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. She tasted even finer than he had remembered, and he could not get enough her. Slipping his hand down her back, he used one sharp claw to slice through the garment she called a shirt. He felt her hands release his locks and she lowered her arms and voluntarily removed said shirt. His eyes widened when she reached through his kimono to stroke his chest.

Kagome held no reservations or preconceptions about any of this. She knew what was going to happen, and she found she wanted it. She wanted to feel her body pressed against his, wanted to touch every part of him. In her haste to feel him, she scored his tightly muscled chest with her blunt little nails and was rewarded with a lusty, deep growl. She then flicked over a nipple with her thumb.

Sesshomaru's lust consumed him and he pulled her to him again as she slid her hands up to push his kimono from his broad shoulders. Fiercely claiming her mouth again he decided that now was the time to taste more of this little woman.

He wrapped one strong arm around her waist as he lowered them both to the sleeping bag below. He knelt between the long legs that had freely opened for him, kissing, licking and biting his way down her body until he stopped to suckle a nipple. As she arched into him, he bit her breast gently and was once again rewarded with the sweet tang of her blood. Wasting no more time, he traveled down her form to rest his head between her thighs. He lowered his face to her hot core and breathed deeply. The scent of her arousal was already thick and his hardened length twitched. He reached one hand forward to stroke her folds through the barrier of her panties. He was not surprised to find that the garment was already sodden with her honey. Running one finger slowly over her again he asked "So wet already little one?" He was amused when the only response she gave him was a quick sucking in of breath. Teasing the miko was enjoyable, to be sure, but the urge to taste her finally became too much and with a flick of his wrist, her panties were shredded and only a distant memory.

"Look at me, miko" he said gruffly, and was delighted when she immediately did so. He stared hard into her blue eyes and lowered his face to her core. He never broke eye contact, wanting to see the pleasure that he brought her. He continued to hold her gaze as he licked her little pearl with one long and languid stroke. It was too much for her and she threw her head back and moaned.

Pleased at her responses to his ministrations, he continued to lick and suck at the bundle of nerves that brought her pleasure as he pushed one long finger into her. He began to thrust it in and out of her tight channel and quickly added a second finger to the first. She began to grind her hips into his hand as he continued to thrust into her with his fingers and lap at her clit. Her inner walls began to constrict around him, and he abruptly pulled away from her. She voiced a cry of anguish before panting out "Why did you stop? I was so close....."

He looked up at her flushed face. "If you are not pleased with where this Sesshomaru has left you, then finish it yourself," he told her. Despite his nature, he was not being cruel to her. For days, the memory of her in the spring touching herself had eaten away at him, and he had longed to see more, and this was his chance. He leaned back, relaxed, and waited.

Kagome was shocked, and more than a little embarrassed. But dammit! She had been so close! Closing her eyes, she tried to imagine that she was alone.

Sesshomaru's breath caught as the lovely creature laid out before him lifted her hands to her breasts and gave a tender squeeze. Somewhere around the time that she pinched her nipples and began to trail her fingers lightly down her body to her core, he realized that he needed to breathe. Audibly sucking in a quick breath through his teeth, he let it back out in a hiss as she spread her slick folds with one hand and slipped her other over the exposed wetness there. He could concentrate on nothing else when she dipped her fingers into her heated passage, gathering moisture, before bringing her hand up to gently rub her pearl. It was the most erotic thing he had ever had the pleasure of viewing, and as she moaned and began to massage her bud more quickly, he freed himself from his hakama.

His stiffened member demanding some sort of relief as he watched the miko bring herself closer to her climax, and reaching one hand down, he grabbed it and began to stroke himself. In any other situation, he would have been disgusted with the action of touching his own person in such a fashion, but here, with her, he became even more aroused. The pace of his strokes increased with hers, and he growled lightly.

Kagome forced her eyes open at the sound of his growl, but was surprised by what she saw. She had been embarrassed when he had forced her to masturbate in front of him, but when she caught sight of him there, kneeling between her thighs, stroking himself in much the same manner, all former shame was banished from her. She was pleased that he was so hard from the sight of her, and loved the way his honeyed eyes were glazed with passion as he watched only her. The sight of his large hand grasping his enlarged member was incredibly arousing, and when he began to thrust his hips into his hand instead of simply stroking himself, she lost all control and came with a shudder and a lusty moan. She closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath, and was shocked when a hand grasped her wrist and pulled.

He had watched her bring herself to nirvana and smelled the sweet essence that coated her hand. Needing to taste it again, he grabbed the appendage and drew it slowly to his mouth. Kagome had opened her eyes to see what he was doing and moaned as he began to suck on each individual finger with a look of absolute satisfaction on his face. He realized than, cleaning her fingers with his long tongue, that he would quite possibly never get enough of this woman. He closed his eyes in contentment as he let the last finger slide from between his lips with an audible pop and reached down to give himself another long, tantalizing stroke.

Watching him, Kagome had decided that although the sight of him touching himself was erotic, she wanted to bring him pleasure. She was nervous, having never done it before, but it was something that her friend's at home had talked about quite a lot. She got to her knees and crawled over to the handsome taiyoukai.

He had lost himself to the pleasurable feeling of relieving his ache, but his eyes shot open and he looked down when a small, warm hand wrapped around his cock. There was the miko, on her knees before him, gripping him gently. Large blue eyes looked up to meet his own. "I've never done.... this before" she told him softly, while averting her eyes.

"Like this, little one" he told her as he closed his large hand over her small one and guided it over his shaft in a long stroke. He continued to show her until he was lost in the feeling of skin on skin. With a loud groan, he tipped his head back and closed his eyes.

She was surprised that something so large and stiff was ultimately soft. Continuing her long strokes, she marveled at the feeling of velvet covered steel. She was absorbed in her thoughts as the taiyoukai breathed out "You may touch me more forcibly miko." Gripping him tighter, she increased the speed of her strokes and stared wonderingly at the drop of glistening moisture that had formed on the tip. Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned forward and licked it off.

At the touch of her tongue, Sesshomaru's hips roughly shot forward. He had not expected that, but nonetheless, had found it enjoyable. Encouraged by his reaction, Kagome began to map his length with her tongue, swirling it around the base of the head and down the slight ridge along his shaft. She continued her stroking and licking as she reached her other hand up to weigh his testicles.

The tension that had claimed his body at her initial explorations began to ease with a telltale growl rumbling through his chest, and Kagome released his sac with a smile. Tracing the ridge back up to his head, she firmly gripped the base of his shaft and took him into her mouth. His eyes once again shot open as she placed her hot little cavern around his head, but immediately closed again as she began to suck at him. As she took more of his hardened length into her mouth, he tangled his claws in her hair and became delirious with pleasure. Creating more suction with her lips, she continued to rasp her tongue against him and stroke him as he began to thrust into her.

One thrust was particularly rough, and trying to quell the urge to purge, Kagome bit down, not too hard, but hard enough. She was overjoyed when he let loose a high-pitched bark of pleasure. She nipped at him again, not bothering to suppress her own growl of satisfaction as he powerfully thrust into her again.

By the Kami, she was amazing, and he felt his completion drawing near. Apparently, she sensed it as well, because she gripped him tighter, picked up the pace of her strokes, and took almost his entire cock in her mouth. When she firmly gripped his sac again, he could only give her a second's warning, consisting only of a roughly ground out "Yes!" before he shot his seed in her mouth. He howled with his release, and thrust into her one final time. He had thought that perhaps she would be disgusted at his completion, having never experienced such a thing before, but she surprised him once again as she leaned back with a grin on her face, looked into his eyes, and began to lick him clean. He released his grip on her hair and wrapped his strong arms around her, nipping at the pulse point on her neck.

"So it was okay then?" He heard her ask softly. "I mean, was I good?"

Tilting his head into the crook of her neck ad inhaling her scent and vowing to remember it always, he responded coolly "Indeed little one, it was quite enjoyable."

Kagome couldn't see his face, but all the same, she could feel his smile.

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