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First off, I'd like to say thank you all for your wonderful reviews! I am sorry that I've not uploaded in a while, real life has kind of taken over and my time to write has been severely limited to about two hours a week if I'm lucky. However after much waiting and much teasing I finally present you with some real lemony goodness, enjoy!

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Kagome was lost in a whirlwind of sensation, her mind fuddled by the deliciously deviant things Sesshomaru was doing to her body, and overwhelmed with disgust by the coppery scent of blood. It was the latter that made up her mind, she had decided that if she was going to lose her virginity, this would not be the place for it, surrounded by the carnage they had caused. Taking a deep breath, Kagome took the largest gamble of her life, knowing that if this didn’t work, she no longer had a say in the matter. Pulling as much reiki as she could to her fingertips, she pressed both of her hands against Sesshomaru’s chest and let out a blast of purifying power. With a snarl and a yelp, Sesshomaru pulled back, his red eyes glaring into her own as she stood on shaky legs, both hands held up and glowing bright pink.
“Come on Sesshomaru, you aren’t in your right mind, and I don’t want to have to hurt you” the last came out as almost a whisper, the sickening churn of fear gripping her stomach as she stared at the enraged Daiyoukai before her. She wasn’t even sure if she could damage him enough to keep him at bay, but she sure as hell hoped so, it was her last ditch gambit. Sesshomaru stepped towards her, his snarl reverberating off the walls as another blast of reiki hit him square in the chest, both halves of him surprised to feel the burn of her own power. With a roar he took one more step, and felt himself get blasted backwards by the little onna, her soft cries reaching his ears. Kagome watched as he struggled against her Reiki, watched as his skin turned red from her own abilities, watched as he roared and tried, she watched, and felt the warm wetness of her own tears sliding down her face. “Sesshomaru, please, please come back to me” she whispered in a silent prayer, watching the Daiyoukai fall to his knees on the blood splattered floor.
Slowly his breathing returned to normal, his claws shortening and the stripes on his body smoothing out, his body and mind once again fully in control. Carefully, and with a slight wince, he stood to his feet, feeling the burn on his skin from her reiki as she stared at him. With agonizing slowness he turned to take in the scene before him, noting that the stench of these men was starting to permeate the wood itself, their greasy bodies on the fast track to decomposition. His eyes took in the fourth brother near Kagome’s feet, noting the spear sticking out of the man's throat and the look of surprise in his glassed over eyes. His eyes traveled up her legs and torso, resting on her face, her scared, worried face. Taking a deep breath, he held out a hand in the world known gesture of ‘I’m alright now’ before shaking his head to clear the last of the fuzz. He could smell her arousal, he could taste it on his tongue and the memories came crashing back, his brain replaying the sound of her moan over and over again. Kagome let her arms drift to her sides, her breathing coming in smoother gasps as she collected herself. Her body was cooling, calming, and he found himself desperately kicking his beast mentally for potentially ruining all the hard work that he and the miko had done.
The silence between them stretched, neither wanting to speak as each collected what little items they had brought with them, each retrieving stolen weapons from the brothers who had stolen them. With all items accounted for, they simply left, leaving the brothers bodies to rot away where they lay, knowing that eventually the old woman would find them, performing whatever funeral rites she saw fit. The treeline was a welcome home for the pair, Sesshomaru silently retrieving his armor as Kagome adjusted her yellow backpack onto her back, her eyes scanning the wilderness around them. Sesshomaru set off silently first, Kagome following closely as they pushed forward to a small clearing, just big enough to support a fire, but small enough to where it wouldn’t be noticed from above. Glancing up, Kagome sighed as darkened clouds rolled in, covering the first of the night stars.
Camp set up was silent, each lost in their own thoughts as they set about to perform the days task, each contemplating how to talk to the other. Kagome was trying to be honest with herself, admitting that over the last month she had grown attached to Sesshomaru in a way her and Inuyasha hadn’t. She still loved Inuyasha, but as time had gone on, and the constant presence of Sesshomaru had helped her realize that the puppy love she felt, had changed, it had matured, and it was gone. The loss hurt Kagome, the realization that even if Inuyasha were alive, they were no longer compatible, no longer a good fit. She was no longer hurt by the realization that Inuyasha was fully and truly gone from her life, both physically and on a relationship level, but more at the loss of her own mourning, her own cage. Sesshomaru was lost in his own thoughts, his eyes shut as he silently meditated to keep his own self at bay. Though he felt shame, even if it was in small amounts, he felt anger more. Anger that this situation had landed him in the one scenario he never wanted to be in. Angry that this was what had become of his life, angry that his beast was so desperate to take his own free will away from him, to turn him like the rest of the crazed masses. A part of him, one that gnawed its way uncomfortably to the surface, was angry that he had scared and hurt Kagome. He was angry that he had nearly betrayed her, her the one who seemed to actively enjoy his company and could keep up with him word for word. Her, the one who knew who he was, who he really was, and did not hate him for it. His beast roared back behind the bars of his cage, beating furiously to get back to the female that had once been so close in his grasp.
“Sesshomaru.” Kagome’s voice was clear, calm, and carried across the fire to his pointed ears, his amber eyes cracking to gaze at the Miko. She sat calmly, her own eyes showing the turmoil and emotion behind them, the most prominent sadness. Did she feel sorry for him? Did she feel sorry for what had happened, why was she sad, why did she gaze at him so?
“Yes Kagome” came the quiet response, he barely trusted his own voice, the iron control he once had over his body now being white knuckled into submission. His eyes traveled over her form, watching as her hands clenched and unclenched at her waist, anxiety. Her feet twitched back and forth, her legs unable to find a comfortable position, an urge to move. Sadness permeated his soul as his brain came to the conclusion, she wanted to leave. At the feel of his heart sinking into his stomach, another part of his brain roared in triumph. At first Sesshomaru was surprised at what his analysis had brought him, and he thought initially that he was sad because he had lost someone he considered a companion, however at closer introspection he realized it was that he cared, and deeply for the little onna, and that part roared in triumph at the admission.
“Why,” she took a breath, her eyes closing as she went over the lines she had rehearsed since leaving the village, “why me?” He could tell she yearned to ask more, and for the first time in a month she showed her impatience for his answer, and her anxiety for it.
“What do you mean Miko?” The timbre of his voice was softer, his eyes downcast as he refused to look into her eyes.
“Why did you...why would you..” she took a deep breath, closing her eyes and steeling her nerves “Why do you want me?” The question came out quickly, and at a strained whisper at best. Sesshomaru took a deep breath, his eyes glancing down at his feet as he tried to find a way to answer her, without her running off. She was his brother’s wench, he told himself this over and over again as if it would cease the desire surging in his body, but it did not work. His beast, he wanted her, and as much as he tried to reason away his desire, he realized that no matter his excuse, he desired her.
“Why did you want me to stop?” He didn’t want to face reality, instead masking his problems by deflecting to the woman before him. Kagome stared back at him for a moment, her brain working on how to answer his question without seeming desperate, without him wanting to leave her behind. Sesshomaru however did not do well with sugar coating, and she decided her best conclusion was to be up front and honest, he would smell her honesty and she would have to just take the decision he made.
“I didn’t have a desire to lose my virginity in the hall with four slaughtered men and their corpses ruining the mood” the statement left her mouth in a rush, her eyes gazing back into the fire as her cheeks grew aflame. She expected derision, she expected dismissal, she expected his stoic disapproval, what she did not expect was to find herself on her back being covered by a very close daiyoukai.
“Do you still desire me, Kagome?” Her name rolled off his tongue like thick honey, and she found herself squirming beneath him. Her breathing came in slightly shallow gasps, her nose full of his scent as he licked along her neck.
“Yes” she gasped out as he nibbled on her ear, a low growl rumbling in his chest as her words hit his ears, the scent of her arousal beginning to permeate his senses. Her skin prickled, as his breath ghosted down her neck, his teeth grabbing the neck of her shirt and tugging slightly. Without even asking, or thinking, she sat up, pulling the sweater over her skin and dragging the shirt with it, tossing the thin garment aside on top of her bag. The growl the rumbled from Sesshomaru quaked through her, her body shuddering it’s response as she tried to grasp onto what little of her senses were left. This was happening, this was not only happening, but happening right now, here, in this place, and for once her brain found she didn’t care. She craved his touch, she craved his affection, the warm breath ghosting over her skin and the claws following in its stead. The rest of her clothes were short work and tossed atop the ones she had already discarded.
Sesshomaru found himself unable to stop, his mouth wanting to taste every inch of skin he could, his tongue starting at her neck, tracing over the curves of her shoulders and continuously working his way down her body. He knew that he should stop, that right now, if he did not stop, the status quo would change, they would change, and for the first time in a century, he found his beast hoping it would. This little Onna in his arms seemed to define bliss for him, a treat he always found himself chasing but unsure of what the end would be, yet here she lay now subject to his mercy, and he had no intention of stopping. The future was the future, he was too focused on the now as he paused to gaze down at the young woman underneath him. Her skin tasted like bliss, a mix of thunder and honeysuckle, and with each lick he found himself hungering for another taste.
For Kagome the path he traced down her skin was like that of fire, igniting a blazing path along her body. He seemed to relish every taste each centimeter of her skin provided him, and didn’t mind the fact that her fingers were buried in his silver locks. Kagome’s mind was lost to her, she knew they should talk about this first, she knew that they hadn’t even come close to working things out, but she found she didn’t care. Sod her thoughts, they could talk after, for now she lost herself in the pool of heat forming between her legs, screaming at her for some kind of release. Sesshomaru was taking his sweet time, a feral grin forming when her back arched into him, her soft moans conveying her desire for more, more of his touch, more friction, anything so long as it was more. Sitting back on his haunches, he gazed down at the little onna before him, her flushed skin calling for his touch, her pert breasts straining for his tongue, and found himself fighting with the urge to rip off her clothing and sink himself into her welcoming heat. With a growl he quickly disrobed, tossing his own clothing next to Kagome’s atop her bag, his mouth watering as he eagerly laved one puckered nipple with the flat of his tongue, feeling as she surged beneath him, the sensation making her lightheaded.
He knew she was innocent, and though his beast snarled for freedom and roared to bury himself in her searing heat, what was left of his rational brain kept an iron grip of control to prevent hurting the woman beneath him. Sesshomaru greedily nipped and sucked at her dusky nipples, rolling her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, a soft pinch eliciting a moan from the woman beneath him. With a hungry growl, he switched breasts, releasing her nipple with a pop and wrapping his lips around the one left out, swirling his tongue over the puckered peak. He was drunk on her scent alone, and the taste of her skin was light lightning and honeysuckle, his entire body craving more. With an impatient growl, he journeyed down the flat planes of her stomach, his tongue dipping into the recess of her bellybutton, a pit stop on the highway down to the dark patch of curls at the apex of her thighs.
Kagome nearly let out a pent up scream as his writhing tongue made contact with the sensitive skin of her netherlips. The warm wetness of his tongue was the accelerant to the fire that was her body, the flames roaring to life in an inferno of need. The rational part of her brain that told her that she needed to keep quiet was long since silenced, too far gone by the actions of the Daiyoukai above her. Without even thinking, she buried her fingers into his silvery locks and moaned wantonly as his tongue continued to tease around the bundle of nerves that screamed for his touch, his firm grip holding her hips in place as she tried to buck into him. Sesshomaru wanted to build that inferno as high as he could, he wanted Kagome so incoherent that she was unable to think about what was happening and just enjoy the sensation, it would make penetration much easier for the both of them. Golden eyes stared up at the writhing woman, hungrily watching as she whined and mewled for more of his touch, a heady keening sound starting in her chest as he finally gave the barest of flicks to her clit.
As much as Sesshomaru wanted to feast on her juices until she begged him to stop, his aching member had other plans, and he with it. As soon as his lips and tongue left the warmth between her legs, duly noting the sheen of arousal that coated the entire area between her thighs with a small bit of masculine pride. Sesshomaru once again kissed his way back up to her lips, one arm bracing to keep most of his weight off the little onna as he positioned his member at her slick entrance, flicking once, then twice against her swollen clit. Kagome was lost to the melody he was playing on her body, all she knew was her channel ached in a way she had never felt before, it ached to be filled and to be filled by the man above her at the current moment. Slowly, inch by inch, Sesshomaru slid home, her virgin passage warm and tight, clinging to his cock like he had never felt before. Almost lightheaded with the sensation, it took all his will power to keep his body still, feeling her walls flutter as they tried to adjust to the intrusion. A low growl erupted from the woman beneath him, her heels locking behind his back as she urged him deeper inside of her, her head thrown back and the smooth column of her throat exposed submissively to him. The words that escaped her lips were anything but submissive, her throaty cry of desperation filling his ears.
“Sesshomaru I swear if you don’t move I might go mad.” That was the only encouragement he needed, and slowly he withdrew and plunged back into her welcoming warmth. There was no pain, no cry of desperation, no fear, only their joined bodies and the elation Kagome felt at being filled so truly and fully for the first time in her life. Sesshomaru had done well to prepare her for sex, and she found herself floating on the precipice of what she knew to be a mind blowing orgasm, all she needed was that little nudge, that tiniest bit more, though it seemed that Sesshomaru was intent on denying her that pleasure. Sesshomaru however, had no such intentions, and found himself trying to treat the little onna gently when her hips suddenly rose to meet him halfway, causing his cock to ram home harder than he had intended. The loud keening cry that rang through the trees, as well as her walls clamping down fiercely on his cock was enough for Sesshomaru’s tenuous control to slip, and soon he found himself pounding into the little onna beneath him.
Kagome was lost, the sensation from her first orgasm was so intense that she found herself riding the ebbing waves of the first right into the growing waves of the second, the thrusting hips of her partner meeting her own with a quick slap of flesh. She was lost to everyone, including herself as she wound her hands under his shoulders and gripped his back, her blunt fingernail leaving red scores along his back. Slowly she pried her eyes open to gaze into the yellow eyes of the Daiyoukai sending her into such heights, her body reacting of its own accord as she lunged up, capturing his lips in a bruising kiss.
Sesshomaru was caught off guard, his eyes wide for a second before he looped his own arm under her shoulders, pulling her upright while she still bounced on his cock. She slowed as her hips got used to the new angle, her knees on either side of his hips as he braced against her hips, guiding her to ride him. Her body took a moment, but eventually she got the rhythm, her lips still locked against his hungrily as he thrust in with her own, her body wanting to feel every inch of his. Sesshomaru was not a kisser, but found himself enjoying the attention, her soft pliant lips hungry against his own. He could feel her walls fluttering as she neared her second orgasm, a low growl starting in his chest as his hands gripped tighter on her hips, forcing her body to angle down with each thrust and brush the tightly wound bundle of nerves that was the epicenter of her need. Once, twice, and third time she cried out, her walls once more gripping him in a vice like grip, her juices coating the length of his shaft as her body desperately tried to milk him for everything he was worth. It took every drop of iron self control not to cum inside her, instead opting to flip her onto her back once more and fiercely ram into her at a blistering pace.
Kagome didn’t even understand the sounds coming from her as Sesshomaru thrust into her ferociously and hungrily, drawing out the pure pleasure from her last orgasm. The low snarl that snuck it’s way from his chest and passed his parted lips only further heightened her awareness of the man above her, her back arching into him to try and take more of the inu’s impressive girth into her body.
“Sesshomaru,” her breathy voice penetrated the fog of his mind, her breathy moans now registering to his ears. She was chanting his name over and over again, almost like a prayer as he brutally thrust into her body, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing in the trees around them. Her moan registered through the haze, warning him of his impending release, the barest of conscious functions yelling at him that he was about to cum inside the little onna. With one last snarl he quickly pulled out, moments later erupting cock in hand onto Kagome’s chest and stomach, his ropey white issue coating her skin.
The clearing only now echoed with the sounds of their breathing, slowing down as each of them opened their eyes to look at the other, the heat slowly settling back down into a sense of normalcy. Kagome was apprehensive about what would happen now, would he push her away and resume his cold demeanor? Would he be disgusted by what he had done? However when she opened her eyes, a very concerned set of golden ones stared down at her, her apprehension echoed in his gaze. Slowly she brought her hand up, pushing a strand of white hair behind his ear as she gazed at him. The future was uncertain yes, and she had no idea what it meant for the two of them, but Kagome realized that she didn’t care. If this was a one time deal, then this was a one time deal and she didn’t regret it, not a single second, and she would keep this moment as a fond memory. Slowly she leaned up on her elbows, and placed a small kiss on the corner of his lips, a token of gratitude and acceptance. It seemed that was all Sesshomaru needed, pulling her to sit up with him as he himself rose to his knees. The silence was awkward as each slowly stood and cleaned themselves up, replacing tossed clothes and cleaning up the mess they had caused, each unsure of what to say first to the other.
The clearing suddenly erupted with soft giggles, Kagome’s eyes flickering with mirth as she reached up and gently pulled a few leaves from Sesshomaru’s normally perfect locks, flicking it back to the forest floor. Each seemed then to relax, their own brains sighing in relief that the friendship they had developed remained intact.
“Miko, Kagome, I..” Sesshomaru started his words cut off as Kagome held up a hand.
“No Sesshomaru, I get to speak first.” He seemed to start at her words, his whole demeanor paused mid sentence by the once shy woman before him. He nodded slowly towards her, gesturing for her to continue. “I don’t regret this. In fact I am glad that not only did I finally get to experience sex, but it was with someone I..” at this point she paused, seeming to search for the right word “I genuinely care about, and find attractive. In the world that it is today, I could have had my first be with one of those awful men, or at the hands of a hanyou in heat, but I didn’t. I got to have my first time with a person whom I trust and care about. So, if you are going to apologize, please don’t, because even if this was just once, I do not regret a single moment.” The last few words were a whisper as her confidence began to wane about halfway through her ramble, her eyes darting nervously to the Daiyoukai in front of her. She was worried about what he would say, if he would push her away or claim this whole incident was a mistake, what she did not expect was for him to wrap his arms around her waist. Slowly he lifted her into his lap, sitting against a tree as was his customary.
“I do not regret this Kagome, nor do I wish to express that this was a mistake. I,” a deep breath seemed to steel his resolve “I just do not know whether it is because you are familiar and in proximity, the, urges of my beast, or my own desires, but I desire you in a way I have never desired a human before. The urge to mate and mark you is strong, and I am still concerned that once this...event...is broken, that the urges will be gone.” A soft laugh reached his ears, looking into her blue eyes.
“I wasn’t expecting a marriage proposal Sesshomaru, and I certainly was not expected for a deep emotional connection to form just because we had sex. That being said I understand your concerns, and though I don’t know the future, if this works for now, then this works for now.” The silence was comfortable, each lost in their own thoughts, each searching for the right word to describe the situation.
“I do feel as if the beast is calmer, more sated, so to speak” he murmured more to himself than to her, however she just nodded, leaning in to his warmth as she mulled his words over.
“I think that I could live with a friends with benefits arrangement” Kagome finally managed to whisper out, feeling ashamed that a woman at her age was embarrassed to talk about sex. Her eyes met his golden ones as he mulled her statement over, nodding briefly after a few minutes. She smiled shyly and leaned her head into his shoulder, comfortable where she was and unwilling to break the moment. Soon however the days events caught up to her, and she found herself nodding off against him.
Offering one of his rare small smiles, Sesshomaru adjusted his legs and wrapped moko moko around them, content to stay where he was. The future is always uncertain, but for the first time in a while, he was content.

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Well, the next few chapters should be finished in a few weeks, so keep your eyes peeled and once again please Read and Review!
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