InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Sesshoumaru Doesn't Do Christmas ❯ Secret Talent ( Chapter 13 )

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This Sesshoumaru Doesn't Do Christmas

Chapter 13 - Secret Talent

Sunday, November 30,2008

 

 

Sesshoumaru sat back on his heels, Kagome's legs releasing him from their imprisonment, and her breath caught in her throat as he pulled his shirt over his head, his long silver hair swishing through the air before settling perfectly in place once more. She would never get over just how stunning he was and when he leaned back down to kiss her, allowing his hot skin to press against her flushed body, she was unable to hold back the sound of pleasure, moaning against his lips and making his smirk widen. The wound to his pride wasn't gone yet, but the thought that he'd managed to get her hotter than she'd ever been did speak well for the future of his instinctual side. If she liked this… well, maybe she'd be okay with the rest of it.

 

He began a slow trip down her body and Kagome was saddened to find that he obviously still didn't buy it entirely because this time around there was a lot more kisses and a lot less tongue. She wanted to smack herself for her autopilot sarcasm. She knew he was worried about showing his demon characteristics. Why when he finally dared to be himself, or at least closer to himself, did she have to ruin it?!

 

When he reached the top of her jeans she lifted her head slightly to watch as he easily undid the button and zipper. His hands found the curve of her waist and moved slowly down to grasp the denim, dragging the jeans inch by inch lower and kissing the newly bared skin along the way. When he tossed them over his shoulder and took her in his cock throbbed painfully. He quirked a smile at her. “I guess you really were mad at this Sesshoumaru, hn?”

 

Kagome gave him a completely befuddled look. “Huh?”

 

“I've never seen these before.”

 

It took her a moment to realize what he meant and then her face flushed red. “You were never supposed to see these.”

 

She was wearing plain white cotton bikini cut panties and he couldn't figure out why she would find a need to hide them. She'd always worn sexy undergarments, obviously just for him, and several times he'd wondered at her possible comfort.

 

“Why not?” he asked gently. “It's not like they're giant grannie panties. They're sexy.” He allowed one claw tipped finger to trace the soft fabric. “They're… I don't know… Sometimes the flashy ones…” Sesshoumaru sighed in frustration at his twisted tongue. “You don't need to wear special ones to be attractive or to arouse this Sesshoumaru. It is ever male's fantasy to get into a girl's pure white virginal looking panties, you know.”

 

Kagome laughed. “Is it now? I was shockingly unaware.”

 

“I think I actually like these better. They don't draw attention away from you. It's your body I want to see, after all, not what's covering it.” He found that he couldn't keep from touching the white cotton, running the palms of his hands over her sides, feeling the edges of the secret panties clinging low on her hips before smoothing one hand down the front. He smirked as her legs opened automatically for him and he traced her covered folds with two fingers. She hadn't been exaggerating when she'd said she was turned on… not in the least. The absorbent fabric was nearly saturated and smelled so good he was tempted to sneak them into his pocket for when she wasn't home, just to keep him company.

 

She was watching him like a hawk as he seemed to study her panties, relieved when he finally decided to just take them off. He was never supposed to see them and while what he'd said was sweet, she was still embarrassed as hell. She always wanted to be sexy for him and plain cotton panties just weren't sexy!

 

He heard her sigh as he finally began to peel the last scrap of fabric from her body and shook his head slightly. They would have to have this discussion again later, once he could think clearly about something other than screwing her until she couldn't walk for a week. He honestly liked them and definitely wanted to see them again.

 

The sight of her glistening folds just waiting for his touch was a beautiful thing. He slowly brushed the backs of two fingers across them, finding them already slick with her arousal, and he licked his lips in anticipation. Sesshoumaru slowly pressed two long fingers inside her tight passage and she moaned softly. His attentions felt so good that she didn't notice as he rearranged himself between her legs and she was surprised when his tongue replaced his probing digits.

 

Kagome tensed and Sesshoumaru looked up at her with concern. “You… I mean, if you don't… You don't have to do that… if you don't want to.” She'd always assumed he didn't like to do it, having only done so a few times in their entire relationship and for a very short time as well. It wasn't a big deal. She loved him whether he went down on her or not and she would never want him to do something he didn't want to, so she'd never mentioned it, never asked or hinted, nothing.

 

The taiyoukai frowned, trying to assess the true meaning of her words through her expression. Did she not want him to? Did she not like it? Having never been with a human before her, Sesshoumaru hadn't had the slightest clue how to act or what she might expect of him, depending only on what he'd heard from human males in the past. He'd picked up mostly from overheard conversations that human males did not seem to find much enjoyment in bringing a female pleasure in such a way, and certainly not for as long as he would.

 

Wanting to seem as human as possible, he'd decided it was best to restrain his self because he knew it would be extremely obvious that he was different if he allowed his instincts free reign. So he'd held back, only giving in to temptation a few times and then making sure he stopped himself after a few minutes. Was it possible that in doing so he'd completely missed any signs that she didn't want him to do it at all? But her hesitance, her tone led him to believe there was something else going on entirely.

 

“Kagome, do you wish for this Sesshoumaru to stop because you do not enjoy it?”

 

“What? No, that's not it. I just… I don't want you to think you have to.”

 

He smirked at her concern and set out to reassure her. “Trust me. There is nowhere I would rather be and nothing I would rather be doing. Relax and allow me to show you just what I mean.” He would find out why she'd thought he might not truly want to do so… once he was done. Until then, his focus was elsewhere.

 

She sighed softly with pleasure as she felt his tongue slip between her slick folds, surprised by his level of both skill and enthusiasm. If he was so good at this then why…?

 

Kagome did very little thinking after that as Sesshoumaru brought her to peak after peak with just his talented tongue. She tasted wonderful and he was finally allowing himself to fully enjoy her without worrying about what she might think of him for it. She'd enjoyed his attentions elsewhere earlier and, unless his ears deceived him, she was definitely enjoying them now.

 

He could have gone on forever, the sound of her cries and breathy moans music to his ears, but eventually Kagome stopped him, unable to take any more. He watched her for a minute as she tried to slow her breathing, noting with male pride how her entire body still trembled, before pulling her into his arms and holding her close.

 

“That was… I think I might… Why have you never…” Eventually Kagome gave up trying to voice the multitude of thoughts swirling in her mind and yawned.

 

“Tired?” he asked in a playful tone.

 

“I wouldn't mind a nap,” she answered. Before she knew what was happening she was being carried towards their room. “Nice, I love door to door service,” she laughed as he set her gently on the bed. She was surprised when he turned to walk away, having expected him to lay down with her as he usually would. “Where are you going?”

 

He didn't turn around as he replied, “This Sesshoumaru must use the restroom. You should rest.” He closed the door behind him just in time as his concealment spell fell, despite his best efforts to maintain it. He'd allowed himself to get too distracted, had lost concentration, and it had nearly cost him everything.

 

He sat down on the lid of the toilet with an almost silent sigh. The spell was much harder to initiate than it was to continue and he knew it wasn't going to happen, at least not for a while. He was far too exhausted and all he could do was hope Kagome would fall asleep before wondering just what he was doing in there. Of course he wasn't that lucky as a few minutes later he heard a soft knock on the door which he'd thankfully thought to lock.

 

“Sesshoumaru? Are you alright?” Kagome had her ear pressed to the door and a grin pulled at her lips.

 

He sucked in a breath, scrambling for some plausible excuse but finding none. “Everything is fine, Kagome,” he replied flatly. He heard a soft giggle and turned his head to focus on the door. Just what did she find so entertaining?

 

“You know, if you're doing what I think you are you didn't have to. I would have been more than happy to help you with your problem.”

 

`Problem?' he thought for a second before his eyes widened. She thought he was…! “No, no, that is not why I am in here, though this Sesshoumaru definitely appreciates the offer,” he purred playfully, trying to distract her while he wracked his brain for something, anything to say. Finally it came to him. “I am going to take a shower. You should get your rest while I do so because you will not be doing much sleeping tonight.”

 

Kagome rolled her eyes and laughed. “If you say so.”

 

He waited and listened; finally deciding that she'd accepted his excuse, even if she didn't believe a word of it, and retreated to the bed. He stood and looked at himself in the mirror; taking in all he fought so hard to keep hidden from her. A shower would give him time to rest. Hopefully he'd be able to successfully hide everything again before she thought he died in the bathroom.

 

He turned on the shower and slowly stripped out of the rest of his clothes, once again examining himself in the mirror. It had been a long time since he'd really looked at himself this way, without the spell. He'd been hiding so long that he'd almost forgotten, like he was looking at someone else instead of himself. He had to find a way to fix this. He had to find a way to rest so that he did not accidently reveal his secrets before he'd figured out a way to do so without Kagome hating him. He had to think of some way to come clean because he couldn't continue on the way things were but he simply couldn't live without her.

 

Standing under the warm water, he rested his palms on the tiled wall and leaned, staring down towards his toes. A smirk pulled at his lips. If she already thought he was doing so, he might as well…