InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Sesshoumaru Doesn't Do Christmas ❯ Gets Longer ( Chapter 5 )

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This Sesshoumaru Doesn't Do Christmas

Chapter 5 - Gets Longer

Friday, November 28,2008

 

 

“Take the shirt off and lay down for me, face down,” Kagome instructed.

 

Even though instinct demanded he be in the dominant position at all times, after nearly ten months of practice, Sesshoumaru could easily override his beast's demands and did as she asked obediently. He tilted his head to watch as she dug through the pile of bags, admiring the curve of her ass until he found it rather difficult to lay flat on his stomach and had to shift slightly to get comfortable again.

 

Finally she found what she was looking for and after admiring his muscled back for a moment, Kagome crawled onto the bed and up his body until she was sitting on his firm, toned ass. “I want you to just close your eyes and relax. Just feel. No thinking, no nothing. And if you think you might fall asleep, do it, okay? It's alright. I won't get mad or anything.”

 

“Sleep is the last thing on my mind in this position,” Sesshoumaru replied with a smirk, not that she could see it.

 

“Shush and be a good boy,” Kagome said with a laugh before popping the lid off the little bottle in her hand.

 

As the sweet aroma filled the room and her warm hands started sliding along his tense flesh, Sesshoumaru knew he was in trouble. He'd been serious moments before when he'd implied he wouldn't fall asleep, but it just felt so good and the scent, mixed with that of Kagome herself, along with the warmth and comfortable weight of her body were so soothing that he was quickly losing the battle for consciousness.

 

“Kami, Sesshoumaru, what are you so worried about?”

 

Sesshoumaru flinched, for a moment wondering if she'd somehow forgotten to mention she could read minds, but decided she had to mean something, anything else. “Hmm?” he asked softly.

 

“What are you stressing about that your muscles are so tight? I swear it feels like a whole troop of boy scouts have been practicing for their knot tying badges with your muscles! What's going on? Why are you so tense?”

 

He frowned into the bed, feeling guilty for making her worry about him because he couldn't tell her the truth. “This Sesshoumaru is fine. It has been a long time since I have had a massage is all, and never one quite so… pleasurable.” He wasn't lying, either, at least not about that. It was taking everything he had to not purr while she worked the stress of his secrets and lies out of his back.

 

“I don't know…” Kagome mumbled, mostly to herself, trailing off.

 

He wished Kagome had kept talking because at least then it had been easier to stay awake, even if her questions were forcing him to tell her more lies. Now it was getting harder and harder to keep his eyes open. He knew he had to do something about this. He had to get some sleep somehow, because one of these days he was going to pass out cold and then it would all be over. Maybe he'd stop by to have that chat with Inuyasha and see about taking a nap while he was there.

 

Sesshoumaru had no idea that while he was busy thinking about how tired he was that he was, in fact, drifting off to sleep. Just as his concealment spell started to fall his beast, who was much less exhausted, came forward and expertly kept it in place, well, almost in place. It had already faded a bit and the beast decided to let it be, as a sort of experiment.

 

He didn't understand what his civilized half was so worried about. Kagome had never given any impression that she had a problem with him being a demon. If she didn't like demons she wouldn't be there at all! Of course convincing his other half of that was impossible, so he was forced to take a more devious route. Sesshoumaru would never know the difference and he could get a little rest in the meantime.

 

Kagome watched, entranced, as her hands slid along her boyfriend's soft, pale, flawless skin as she did her best to work some of the stress from his muscles. She was going to have to remember to give him massages regularly because he obviously needed it. Besides, she didn't mind having another excuse to touch him. He'd fallen silent beneath her and she was almost certain he was asleep, so she softened her touch, preparing to stop. She'd almost pulled her hands away when she noticed it.

 

Where flawless pale skin had been just moments before there were two sets of nearly invisible stripes low on his back, wrapping around his hips. They resembled the stripes on his cheeks, except that they were so light they were barely there at all, and Kagome wondered for a moment if she wasn't just imagining them.

 

She'd always loved his stripes, from the first time she laid eyes on him, and she'd absolutely ached to touch them from that moment on. When she'd finally gotten the chance and traced them with her fingertips for the first time though, Sesshoumaru had turned his face away from. Assuming he didn't like them touched, she'd left them alone ever since. Still, every time they kissed, she had to fight the urge to run her fingers along the perfect lines on his cheeks.

 

The desire to trace those stripes returned full force and Kagome completely forgot to wonder where the markings had suddenly come from in lieu of touching them. Ever so slowly she ran two fingers along each pair, from where they disappeared around his sides to where they ended on his back, surprised at the little rush of electricity that ran through her when she did so.

 

The beast knew it. She wasn't turned off by the markings of his heritage, if anything she was turned on. If only there was a way to show her everything without risking her anger at being deceived. His civilized half was going to fall apart if he continued on the path he was taking and the longer the truth stayed hidden the harder it would be to finally reveal it. But how could he show the obstinate, insecure fool of a demon that his miko would accept him? How could he prove everything would be alright?

 

Kagome repeated the action, tracing the markings softly so as to not wake Sesshoumaru, and again her body hummed, this time just a little stronger. A small smile quirked her lips and she caressed the shadowy stripes once more, even slower than before, feeling as her body shook slightly with the incredible feeling of a mini-orgasm. Just as she was about to treat herself to another…

 

The phone rang, the shrill sound making Kagome jump and startling Sesshoumaru out of his much needed sleep. For a moment neither knew what to do before Kagome slid off the bed and grabbed the cordless phone from its base. She smiled at him before answering it and walking out of the room, gesturing for him to go back to sleep.

 

Meanwhile Sesshoumaru was in the middle of silently panicking and interrogating his beast to find out just how much damage had been done. He couldn't believe he'd actually fallen asleep! He could have ruined everything, lost it all because of one moment of carelessness! It was decided. The next day he would go visit his brother and, as difficult as it would be, ask for his advice and while he was there he would have to get at least a few hours of sleep. He couldn't risk drifting off again. Kagome meant far too much to him and he couldn't lose her.