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Her Eighteenth Birthday	By : TheSlytherinPhoenix Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 26779 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 13
Disclaimer: I do not own INUYASHA or any of the CHARACTERS in the series. I do not make money off the stories that I write with these characters. I am simply a fan playing out a fantasy involving them in my head that I thought others might like to read

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Authors note: I am sorry it took so long to get a post out. Moving and settling and getting everything straightened out for kiddos school took longer than i thought so i couldnt focus. BUT HERE IT IS!

Disclaimer: I do not own INUYASHA or any of the CHARACTERS in the series. I do not make money off the stories that I write with these characters. I am simply a fan playing out a fantasy involving them in my head that I thought others might like to read as well.

          Sesshomaru had done a perfect job of cutting away all but Kagome’s undergarments and he admitted to himself that the odd clothing strips did wonders for his fantasies involving the female. She responded to him in the most delicious ways and that reason alone made it more fun to punish her for accidently teasing him. “Tell me what you want me to do, Kagome.” His finger traced around the dip of her belly button before slowly dragging down to the small pudge she had that was the start of her womanhood.

          She was squirming because her inner beast was practically lounging beneath his fingertips. “Sesshomaru!” she growled out, knowing full and well that he knew exactly what she wanted in that moment, since bathing with him.

          “Lord. Lord Sesshomaru.” He whispered in her ear. She was growling a bit more than before, how dare the fluffy bastard. His fangs grazed along her ear, bringing a fire to her blood. Somewhere in her mind she could hear the human part of her and the tongue lashing as well, but the beast only thought of what a different tongue could be doing.

          She tasted like perfection to him, the way her skin lingered on his senses after small nips and licks. He could easily get lost in the flavor. He wondered how long it would take for her to beg him, how long it would take for her arousal to peak to a painful point. “Tell me, Kagome.” His fingers grazed along her inner thighs now, bringing goosebumps to her skin and a smirk to his lips.

          When the sensitivity of her body sky rocketed into the stars she almost screamed. For a viriginal creature she sure felt like a vixen in that moment. She wanted those fingers to bring her to the peak she wished her new toy could do. She needed that tongue to find the depths of her sweetness he was bringing to her womanhood. She fucking wanted him to finish what he had started in the hot spring. A lust filled growl bubbled up from her chest, her eyes closed tightly as she tried to reign in the hormones and desires she was feeling for the demon Lord. “Lord Sesshomaru.” She whimpered out.

          The power she gave him was addicting, the fact that her beast now submitted to his touch so openly was something he would love to have happen among his fur blankets in his estate. A jewel indeed, he thought to himself. ‘MINE’ his beast roared from its cage. ‘TAKE MATE NOW’ but he ignored the baser instinct in him, having gained near perfect control of the thing centuries ago. ‘patience’ he whispered to his beast, feeling it snarl in his mind but knowing it would get her eventually made it calm considerably. “Yes Kagome?” he asked in a mocking tone, as if he were asking which animal she wanted for dinner.

          His hand was roaming her body, brushing over her lingerie and bare skin as if they were long lost lovers torn away from each other. Longing. That was an accurate description. Desire. That was another. Fear was somewhere in her, but not strong enough to make its way to the surface through the layers of chaos he was throwing her into. “Damnit! You Tease! Let me go!” She snarled as he bit into her collarbone. Her body arched, her mind muddied, her body screamed as the aroma of arousal seemed to coat the area. How could the damn ice prince be making her melt beneath him?!

          When she used profanity it made him growl a bit, “Such bad habits. Shall I punish you more?” she had demanded that he release her, so he did though not for long. As quickly as the lord had been pressed to her he had her bent over his knee and with a hand gently rubbing along her perfectly rounded backside. “I believe you forgot to say Lord.” A swift swat was applied to that bubble he wanted to bite into, but refrained from doing.

          When Kagome realized what was happening she was shocked, he had complied but she had not been clear enough because now she was exposed in such a way that made her vulnerable. She had barely started the word “I” when she felt him spank her. A yelp left her lips, a bit of pain mixed with something she was completely confused about. How could him spanking her cause heat to pool in her belly anew? “Oh” she whispered out after the shock wore off. His hand was rubbing the thin material of her panties and she blushed bright red, the beast was moaning but Kagome was partially back in her mind now.

          “Do you like that, Kagome?” he was shocked slightly, she was purely virgin by smell and reaction to him yet she responded like a well bred bitch in heat. He had been so close to breaking his well maintained composure while walking behind her, staring at the way her clothing had framed the body he wanted so much more than he should have. He wanted to blame the mark, he wanted to blame the demon blood, he wanted to blame anything other than the fact that he truly wanted her.

          Here he was, in the woods with a bitch and a willing one at that and he had no one to blame but himself. He had more self control than this, he was Sesshomaru; Sesshomaru did not give into the baser instincts like this. He had tried to kill her on occasion, had come to respect in others, but never had he desired her as he did now. Was it her smell? Was it the now the obvious fact that she was a demon? He had to admit to himself that she had caught his eye briefly as a human, but he had dismissed it as quickly as it had come due to her short lifespan. He simply didn’t see a point in getting involved in such ways with a mortal. But now…

          Kagome wanted to say no, to never hit her again. To release her that very moment but she felt the words growing thick on her tongue as she tried to say them. She couldn’t lie to him, he would know. She would know. Kagome did not lie, especially not to herself. What in the world was wrong with her?! Could it be the mark? Could it be the close encounter with deflowering? Could it simply be she had always found him simply beautiful but out of her league and now he was there and wanting her. “Yes.” She whispered so low her own ears barely picked it up. She was dooming herself and she knew it, she was supposed to be on this journey to find her true family and origins, not find what he was offering her.

          His hand took to slapping her ass once more which made her moan as she had for him during their bath. He wanted to hear it again and again. Had she placed a spell on him? Never had a damned female made his member so painfully hard before, but her he was with a throbbing manhood between his legs. He slapped her once more before he closed his eyes, her soft cry had almost been his undoing once more. She was going to be the downfall of him, he was sure. “Yes what?” He applied a more harsh swat that time.

          “Yes Lord Sesshomaru!” She arched for him, how could this be pleasurable?!

          “Good. Now. You will no longer wear such revealing clothing or else I just might have to destroy it all. Do you understand?” he was rubbing the warm spot on her backside, enjoying the fact that it was from his hand far too much. He was very aware that her clothing was limited and made note to change that when they neared the villages on their journey. He wanted to simply claim her and take her to the Western lands, but that would not be wise with the laws in place in demon society.

          “What!” She went to move but was stilled by another swat accompanied by a growl.

          “I will not repeat myself. As my intended you will not wear such attire around others, as a Lady you will wear the traditional clothing that goes with your status.” He was firm in this, as much as he wanted to be the only reason she couldn’t wear the clothing of the future he did not want her name tarnished. Even if her father denied their mating she would need to have the highest honor when introduced to the Lords and Ladies. His hand buried itself in her hair at the base of her neck and forces her to arch back to stare him in the eyes. “The next time I have to remind you, the punishment will not be so light, Kagome.”

          She wanted to protest like a wild teenager, but he was right and she hated him for a moment before it faded. The angle he had her at was divine and terrifying. She felt like if one more thing happened she would turn into putty and give into his every wish. It was official, Sesshomaru was dangerous for a whole new reason now; she could not control herself one fucking bit around him. “Yes.” She breathed out, feeling the beast slip into more control as she wiggled against the hardened length pressed against her stomach.

          When their eyes met he could see the desire and even though he fought against it with everything he had he could not stop the moment the beast took advantage of. His lips pressed against hers in a kiss full of everything he felt, everything he needed. She was his little minx and all be damned if he didn’t get another taste of her to leave her wanting. Her body had jerked with the sensation, making her deepen the kiss before she realized she was fighting through the pain to turn over in his lap pull him closer to her by his hair.

          His kiss was worse than drugs, she wanted more and more. What started as just a need and press of lips turned into a thick moment of temptation and fulfilment. Gods how she wanted him to press her into the ground. She stopped the thoughts, letting the beast roll her mind like ecstasy with him teasing her like a god in a mans body. Time seemed to stop for her, all that existed was the sexual tension in her body. When he broke the kiss to trail the nips and press of lips down to the courting mark she cried out in full bliss, “Please. Dear gods! Please Sesshomaru!”

          She was open for him like a flower now and he had achieved his goal, begging. He smirked and bit into the potential mating mark once more. He felt the blood burn his tongue then tickle all the way down as he pulled her closer to him, her breasts now pressed to him so tightly he could feel her heart beating. She was so close to having her release with the bite that if he so much as ran a digit over the pearl between her nether lips she would explode for him but he didn’t do that. Instead he released her, stood up to stare down at the heavily breathing goddess beneath him and removed the outer layer of his clothing for her to put on to cover up her womanly features. “Get dressed Kagome.” He struggled with the beast more than he ever had before since she was begging him to claim her body in every way, but knowing that her body needed the release from him and making her stay in such a state would drive her mad kept his resolve strong. He walked away from her, though it was truly hard to do.

          She was shaking, clutching the silk that had his smell to her chest. That was it? He just… how could… punishment. A lightbulb went off in her head. He did it all on purpose to get back at her! “YOU FLUFFY BASTARD!” the last thing she heard was his laughter, genuine laughter, as he left her to get dressed and catch up to him so they could return to Shippo and Akihiko.
          When the pair of demons emerged from the trees Shippo instantly saw the fury in his mother’s eyes and cat like gleam in Sesshomaru’s, but it was the fact that she was wearing his clothing that made him start to laugh. He knew exactly what had happened, and when Akihiko turned to see why the fox was laughing he sighed. “I see you did not like her clothing.”

          Sesshomaru merely stared at him before walking on towards the villages to change that very fact as the demonic miko fumed and mumbled with bits of holy energy sliding between her fingers, "Fluffy bastard."
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