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Sweet Release	By : northstar Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 7850 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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WARNING: NC-17 Rated for sexual content and some language.

[A/N] Another random smut ficlet. Blame the smut bunnies! They breed like,
well, they breed like bunnies. Where there�s one, there�s most likely many. XD

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Rin cracked one eye open, and then
the other. Beside her, Jaken snored on, his nasal
noises and nose bubble extremely undignified. At any other time, Rin would have happily woken the toad demon to scold him
for snoring, but her usual optimism was gone. Tonight, her heart was heavy her
own private, desperate loneliness.
I want you to look at
me, Sesshoumaru-sama!
Quietly she rose and crept around the ashes of the camp
fire, to where Sesshoumaru reclined against the tree,
his head laid back against his fluff, his eyes closed. She was as stealthy as
she knew how to be, but by the time she reached his side, his head was up and
his amber eyes were glowing slightly in the pale moonlight as he looked at her.
�Sesshoumaru-sama,�
she whispered softly, her pleading voice breaking with her emotions.
He said and did nothing, his face impassive, but she knew by
his lack of rebuke that she had his assent to continue.
�Sesshoumaru-sama,�
she whispered again, but this time her voice was warmer; huskier as her need
for him ignited her lust.
Shamelessly she pushed one side of her kimono off of one
shoulder. Then she pushed the other side down, so that the bunched material
around her front barely hid her breasts. One by one she pulled her arms free,
so that the silk hung free around her waist, held in place by her obi.
Look at me Sesshoumaru-sama!
She had his full attention now, as his gaze roamed no higher
than her bared breasts, and despite herself, she almost bolted. The steady,
cool gaze of his amber eyes burned through her like ice and flame. More than
anything, she feared his
indifference; to face his apathy was more than she could bear! She craved his
attention; like an addict she would do anything to have more.
Don�t look at anyone
else. Don�t look at anyone but me!
For Rin, time held still as Sesshoumaru continued to stare at her chest. She felt her
nipples grow hard in excited arousal. Her hands dropped to her obi and with
trembling fingers she loosened the knot so that she could slip the cloth belt
off her slim hips. Guiding it down her thighs, she let it go, and the rest of
her kimono pooled to the ground at her feet with a hushed sound.
She watched his face as his solemn, steady eyes swept
unhurriedly down the length of her supple young body. Still he said nothing;
there wasn�t the slightest flicker of emotion in his eyes, but he did not
condemn her actions and because of that she found the courage to proceed.
Stepping out of the circle of her clothes, she padded towards him on silent
bare feet, her hips swaying with unconscious enticement.
Please Sesshoumaru-sama! Please look at me!
She stopped by his side, and very slowly knelt beside him,
as if he was a wild animal that would bolt if she made one wrong move. He
looked her over again, with an intent thoroughness that took her breath away.
Something flared to life in the depths of his eyes as he raised his gaze to
meet hers.
With great care she reached out and curled her fingers into
his fluffy, clinging desperately to that small handhold when all she really
wanted to do is fling herself into his embrace.
�Please, just let me touch you, Sesshoumaru-sama!�
she cried softly, her dark eyes turning luminous with unshed tears. Bravely she
extended her fingers and touched the back of his hand with the very tips.
�Please��
she begged sweetly as she leaned forward, circling his
hands with hers.
�Just let me�� she
trailed off as she lifted his hand and pressed a kiss into his palm.
In that moment she waited, waited for him to jerk his hand
away, to reject her as the lowly human that she was, to
forever banish her for being so daring as to touch him with her filthy mortal
hands.
He did nothing.
She tamped down her elation, wondering how long his casual
curiosity would allow her to take liberties like this. Flicking his skin with
her tongue, she tasted him, then licked a path from
the center of his palm up to the center of his wrist. Circling the pulse there
with her tongue, she closed her lips over that sensitive skin and nipped.
A deep vibration rumbled through her body and was gone so
fast she thought she imagined it.
Her eyes flickered to his; he was watching her with a kind
of intense single mindedness that was hard to miss. Before, her actions had
sparked his curiosity, but now she held his interest. Against his skin she
allowed herself a small, giddy smile of success. Gently she placed his hand on
her shoulder, where he let it rest without moving it. Bracing her hand on his
breast plate, she boldly leaned into him, reaching out with her tongue to trace
the length of his collarbone where it peaked out from beneath his kimono. Even
under his breastplate, she could feel his shiver.
�Sesshoumaru-sama,�
she whispered with reverent adoration against his skin.
He shivered again.
She dipped her tongue into the hollow between his
collarbones, thrusting into that sensitive indention, then
licked her way up the strong column of his neck, feathering her lips across the
pulse point under the side of his jaw.
�I love you, Sesshoumaru-sama�� she crooned, her mouth moving
against his skin. She nipped his pulse, and the rumbling vibrations of his
growl echoed through her teeth into her skull.
�I love you�� she
repeated, her lips teasing the skin where the lobe of his pointed ear met the
base of his jaw, �So much��
He lay passive beneath her; from where her body was pressed
against his armor, she couldn�t tell whether his body was showing any interest.
She knew, with a soul deep ache, that he could never love the little girl whose
life he�d saved; all she asked, all she dared hope for, was to be able to
cherish him by touch and taste. To be accepted, if not by his
heart, then at least by his body.
Look at me, Sesshoumaru-sama! Listen to my wish!
Daringly, she let her hand fall to the side of his waist.
�I love you�� she
breathed as she nibbled her way up the outside of his ear, �More than the water that quenches my thirst.�
�I love you�� she
crooned as she traced the magenta swipes on his cheek with her tongue, �More than the food that quiets my hunger.�
�I love you�� she
repeated as she pressed a kiss to his temple, �More than the air that fills the lungs in my chest.�
�I love you�� she
sincerely confessed as she dropped kisses along his brow, �More than the life that I have now.�
�I will love you,� she
vowed as she placed her tear stained lips against the crescent moon on his
forehead, �More than an eternity; beyond
even my own death.�
�Please, let me do
this!�� she
pleaded desperately as she moved her hand from his hip, under his armor,
towards his groin. He made no move to stop her, and when her hand settled on his
erection, she found him hard and ready.
All the air slammed out of her lungs, and her eyes widened
as she realized she couldn�t close her hand completely around the thickness of
him. She began to pant, her heartbeat skipped a beat, and wetness quickened
between her legs. His grip hardened compulsively on her shoulder as the musk of
her arousal flooded the air between them.
�Rin,�
he growled against her throat as he nipped her with his teeth. His hand settled
over hers, and with quick, rough strokes, he ground himself against her palm.
�Please!� she
whimpered as her body screamed in need.
With expert ease and a quick flick of his wrist, he loosened
the front tie on his pants and freed himself. It was she who straddled his
hips, she who took him into her hand and guided the tip of him against her
opening, and it was she who sheathed him within her with one decisive thrust of
her hips.
�Ah!� she half sobbed, half cried at the abrupt pain. All of
her inner muscles clenched in protest against the sudden invasion. For a
moment, all she could do was pant, her chest heaving as she struggled to adjust
to the very immediate reality of having the width and length of his cock inside
of her. She shivered, and beneath her, he shuddered in response.
His hand closed over her shoulder, gave it a small squeeze,
and slid down the delicate curve of her back to cup her ass.
�Rin,�
he urged her into motion as his hand guided her hips to rise. With stray tears
trickling down her cheeks, she complied, allowing him to set a rhythm of thrust
and withdraw that quickly enflamed her passion anew.
�Ah! Ah!� she cried helplessly as each motion of her hips
drove his enlarged phallus deeper and harder inside of her.
�Ah! AH!� she shouted with her head falling back in abandon
as she lost herself to the sensations of him sliding in and out of her.
�AH! AHHH! SESSHOUMARU-SAMA!� she screamed as her climax
overtook her with a bright, mind blowing explosion.
�Rrrinnnn,�
he rumbled in a deep, guttural growl as he came a second behind her.
The sound of their pants mingled in the quiet that followed.
Rin shuddered with the aftermath of her orgasm, her
ears still ringing from her release. Within her she felt him twitch and soften;
completely spent.
Belatedly, she glanced over, relieved to find Jaken still soundly asleep. The twin heads of Aun eyed Sesshoumaru and her
curiously, but when they made no further loud noises, the two headed dragon
lost interest and went back to slumbering.
Looking up into Sesshoumaru�s
slightly glazed, overly bright amber eyes; seeing the relaxed, almost blissful
look on his face; Rin couldn�t suppress her joyous
laugh.
�Rin LOOOOVES Sesshoumaru-sama!!�
she exclaimed as she threw her arms around him, childishly referring to herself
in third person as she got caught up in her exuberance. The spikes of his armor
dug painfully into her skin, but as happy as she was, she didn�t care. He had
accepted her body and her love; nothing could separate her from him now!
Beneath her embrace, he stiffened, and for an awful moment,
she thought he was going to push her away. With a sinking heart, she started to
scramble off of him, only to have his arm clamp around her waist.
�Sesshoumaru-sama?� she asked
softly, her voice laden with tentative hope.
�Do no move,� he commanded her.
After a pause, she felt him begin to swell within her. She
squirmed on his lap, testing the burgeoning sensation of having him grow hard
within her.
�Hold still,� he admonished her without any real ire to his
voice.
She tried so hard not to bounce; but the pleasant glow in
the pit of her stomach was beginning to morph into a hunger for more. The way
he was stretching her inside was exciting all the nerve endings inside of her
and she knew instinctively that if she moved her hips just so, she could feed her rising need.
�Sesshoumaru-sama!� she insisted
impatiently. �Again?�
�Rin,�
he chided her, a hint of exasperation in his voice.
Reprimanded, she was still and quiet for all of a moment.
�Now?� she asked, wiggling eagerly as his erection filled
her completely inside.
�Very well,� he conceded to her wishes, a touch of a sigh in
his voice.

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