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Unexpected Endeavors	By : Scottishfae Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 70550 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Unexpected Endeavors

scottishfae

A/N: The only thing I have to say is that you can hate me if you want to for this, but another one will be coming. This just served my fun plot device. :D

Arc 1: The Deal

Chapter 15: Day 14

To say Kagome was nervous was like saying Inuyasha wasn’t grouchy. And he was. More today than ever. There were too many people around, on top of important things happening, and his senses were beginning to dull as his transformation to full human drew near.

Kagome had half the mind to tell him they should run. Make their way to the well, and spend the next few...years in the future until Sesshomaru forgot all of it. But what was a few years to a youkai? And her friends would still be here.

“Kagome-san,” Sango spoke.

The miko jumped; startled out of her thoughts by her friend. She smiled and greeted Sango. The Taijiya, standing outside of the shoji screen at the entrance to Kagome’s room, asked if she was okay and if she could enter. Kagome nervously laughed and asked her inside.

The screen opened and the other woman bowed before entering. She closed it behind her once more. Kagome was sitting on her futon; it was placed on a raised platform about a foot off the ground. Large silk panels were draped around the bedding, obscuring it from the view of outsiders. Only when there was a slight breeze--wafting in through open doors and bamboo screens--could glimpses of the woman inside be seen.

Sango gracefully sat just outside of the silk panels. The room, not meant for entertaining, had very little else in it. “Did you sleep well?”

Kagome shrugged.

“Too nervous?”

“Yeah.”

Sango laughed softly. It was that knowing laugh most adults had when dealing with those younger than them.

“Cho-san sent me to collect you. It’s time for your bath.”

Kagome stood from the platform and carefully walked between the two panels that made up one of the longer sides. She was wearing one of her new yukata. It was a green, slightly darker than she usually wore. Pink and purple blossoms decorated the sleeves and obi, but other than that it was relatively plain.

Kneeling down, Kagome rummaged through her pack and collected her bath toiletries. “Cho and I went down to the baths earlier,” Sango continued. “Just to see what they were like.”

“Oh? What did they look like?”

“Very nice. There was a bear youkai down there. He was the artisan for the details; said he based them off the original carvings from the main houses here. He did a wonderful job. I feel like we graduated to nobility suddenly.”

Kagome smiled at her friend; the two sharing light giggles with each other. The miko didn’t have the heart to explain that it wasn’t “like” they had graduated to nobility, they pretty much had--at least for a year’s time. At least in the terms of their quality of life.

“So there are other youkai here? I’m surprised.”

Kagome straigthened up and motioned for Sango to walk with her. The two women began trekking out of the main chambers. “A few. I think Kin-san was finishing up some work. He was really apologetic about not finishing before you arrived.”

The two women made their way out of the courtyard. Kagome looked around. “Have you seen the guys today? I heard Shippo-kun and Inuyasha fighting earlier.”

The Taijiya did a quick look around before linking her arm with Kagome’s. She leaned in close to whisper to the other woman. “While Cho-san and I were down at the river, Haru-san came down. There was this intense atmosphere between he and Kin-san, the bear youkai. They made some aloof conversation, dolling out some generic insults before Haru-san stormed off.”

Kagome’s brows knit. “Why?” she whispered in return.

“It turns out they use to be lovers and it didn’t end well.”

“Wait, he swings both ways?”

Sango waited for Kagome to explain her strange phrase; use to the confusion of odd sayings. Kagome apologized before rephrasing.

“Apparently,” Sango explained. “Doesn’t it make you wonder though? If he and Miroku-san are similar, maybe Miroku-san...”

Kagome sputtered out into fits of laughter. She pulled her arm from Sango’s to clutch her sides. “Is that wishful thinking?” she managed to say between giggles.

Sango blushed; the tips of her ears turning bright red. “Well, no. But...”

The woman lurched forward, forcing Kagome to quicken her pace to keep up with her. The miko said nothing more, just observed her friend. Kagome was never really sure where Miroku and Sango’s relationship stood. Half the time Sango couldn’t seem to stand him; but then the other half, they seemed to be very close. Those times were usually after Miroku’s reminder of his curse, when he was down on himself and stopped being the perverted scam artist he so often presented himself as. Then, of course, he would ruin the moment by groping Sango and they would go back to fighting.

“Are you ready?” Cho interrupted them. “Sesshomaru has already left with Jaken for his cleansing. He will be very unhappy to return and find you haven’t done the same.”

Kagome looked around, not even aware that they had made it so far down the estate. The bath house was almost directly in front of them and she could already see some of the intricate detail carved into the side. The building was made out of a dark wood. There were a series of high windows cut into the top, just under the roof line. Each had a bamboo screen over it to let in light when needed.

Cho, Sango, and Kagome walked up onto the wooden walkway. The door was on the side, several feet from the shoreline. They entered and Kagome was immediately hit with two things. First, the air was heavy with water, and two, there was a giant youkai standing in front of her.

The lumbering youkai, obviously Kin, went rigid at the sight of the women. He stuttered out an apology. “I-I’m so sorry, I forgot--”

“You must be Kin-san,” Kagome voiced. “You’re very talented!”

Kin’s dark, tan skin coloured slightly red. He brought up a large hand to the back of his neck as he looked down. He thanked her quietly. His actual size--tall and muscular--fit very well with what Kagome thought a bear youkai would be like, but his personality was, at least at first meeting, nothing she expected.

“Did you also do the work up at the main estate? It looks very similar?”

“No,” he replied bashfully, still refusing to look at her. “My sensei did that long ago; I just tried to match the beauty of his work on the new structures.”

“Well, it’s beautiful--new and old work.”

The youkai snuck a look, smiling at her. “Thank you. I am honored you think so--both for myself and for my sensei.”

“Kagome,” Cho interrupted. “We really need to--”

“I’m sorry,” Kin apologized again. “It’s my fault.”

He bowed to the women, taking up almost the whole width of the thin building. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Higurashi-sama.”

“It was a pleasure to meet you too. Perhaps we can have some tea together sometime.”

“Perhaps,” he replied politely; knowing it would be impossible.

The women walked down a little so that the youkai could pass by and walk out. He gave the miko a last smile--the only one of the women looking back at him--and exited.

“Down here,” Sango beckoned.

Kagome turned around and took a look at the inside of the building. Down the sides were wooden benches and shelves, of which Sango’s own bathing items were already placed. There were other items that Kagome assumed were Cho’s.

The miko walked down the building’s length, looking at the walls. Beautifully carved trees were carefully placed among them with depictions of a large dog in the middle. At the end, where the building met the water, the walls opened up and spread. There were seven stairs walking down to another wooden platform but this one had a cut out in the middle of it. An ankle-sized railing surrounded the perimeter of the cut out.

“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Kagome said in awe.

“I dare say no one has,” Cho commented. “Sesshomaru just ordered a bath house, it was Kin who designed, built, and decorated the building.”

Kagome’s appreciation of the bear youkai only increased. She descended down to the lower platform and took in what, in reality, was another room. The wood was slightly wet, the platform swaying just slightly with the flow of the river--its water lapping over the edges at places. To enclose the room, instead of putting up more wooden walls, was an octagon of bamboo and woven screens. The bamboo shades, like those that separated many of the rooms, were the outermost barrier. Woven, cotton screens were draped on the other side of the bamboo--the inner most barrier--allowing for another layer. It allowed light to filter through and brighten up the room; the dyed, fabric stained the room a relaxing, sky blue.

“Sango, please help Kagome undress,” Cho asked.

The Taijiya nodded and approached her friend. Sango walked to her friend and asked her to turn around. Kagome did so and soon felt the loosening of the obi. The older woman folded the obi carefully and put it on a bench. Next she helped Kagome with the yukata itself; this time she moved to hang it on a t-shaped stand specifically designed for kimono. Once her outer clothes were out of the way, Kagome stepped out of her bra and panties.

“You will have to explain to me your unusual undergarments,” Cho spoke. “Sometime when we have more time.”

Kagome blushed as she wrapped her arms around her body; trying to find some sort of modesty.

“You may enter the water,” Cho explained.

She too was disrobing. Sango came back down with more bathing supplies and put it next to the cut out. She took Cho’s clothing from the small inuyoukai and returned up the stairs.

Kagome took the time to walk into the cutout. The current was barely noticeable as she sunk in. “If I swim down under the floor, can I get out to the river?”

“Do you want to swim nude?” Cho asked. She too entered the water.

“I think she’s more concerned with unwanted guests swimming under and peeking,” Sango supplied.

She returned down the stairs devoid of clothes. She too walked down into the water.

“The outer screens continue underwater; reinforced to help soften the current,” Cho explained.

Kagome nodded. She eased further into the water and slowly sank under. Letting the slow current wash over her, she held her breath as long as she dared before surfacing again. She was easily able to stand with the water coming just under her shoulders. She wasn’t sure how Cho was managing to stay above water despite not seeming to be swimming or treading.

Sango was now fully in and sighed happily. “It’s no hot spring, but it’s wonderful to have a place to bathe without the fear of being peaked on.”

“Agreed.”

Kagome reached over to grab the shampoo that Sango had sat next to the cut out. She put a generous portion in her hand before working it slowly through her hair. Cho watched her carefully; Sango followed in the miko’s actions.

“Normally this process of cleaning is so that the female--and male, really--smell and feel nice,” Cho began. “However, seeing as you have a habit of keeping yourself clean, there isn’t much more for me to do.”

She grabbed a soft leather pouch from her own bathing supplies and walked over to the miko. “I would like you to bathe your skin with this.”

Kagome took the bundle and unwrapped it. Inside was a mustard-yellow, opaque bar of soap. She brought up to her nose and sniffed. The smell was subtle, barely noticeable, and she couldn’t really pinpoint what it was. It didn’t smell bad however.

“What is that?” Sango asked.

“It’s a special soap,” she replied. “One that will please Sesshomaru, I promise.”

She winked at Kagome; who flushed red. “One of these days I’m going to stop being so embarrassed over this,” she mumbled to herself.

The other human smiled to herself. She seriously doubted Kagome would ever get over her shyness in such manners--at least not in front of other people.

“So all I have to do is bathe in this? That’s easy enough.”

Cho smiled. “Once you finish bathing, you’ll return to your chambers until Sesshomaru returns. A servant will bring you food, but no one else will see you.”

Kagome looked alarmed. “How long until...time?”

“As the sun sets, is the traditional time, but it’s really up to what Sesshomaru wants.”

“I don’t see him breaking tradition,” Sango commented.

“Me either,” Kagome added. “So I have to go the who rest of the day on my own?”

“I’m afraid so. We don’t want to have any other scents attached to your skin. Sesshomaru would not like it.”

Kagome nodded. She had grabbed a wash cloth from her wooden bucket and was lathering it up with the soap. She carefully bathed herself with the soapy cloth--paying attention first to her arms, then her torso and back before working her way down.

When she was done, she sunk under the water. The suds--both from her hair and body--washed gently down. Kagome brought up her fingers to help get the rest of the soap out of her hair. She came up with a gasp.

She recessed into her thoughts as she reached out for her conditioner. She splurted some out into her hand and massaged it into her hairs--roots to scalp. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed the calming sensations. When she was done, she brought her hands to the water and washed off the excess conditioner.

Pursing her lips and sucking on them, she returned her attention to Cho. “Um...” she began. “You...you and Haru-san have been...intimate before, right?”

The inuyoukai laughed. She was helping herself to Kagome’s strange bathing supplies and using them just as the two humans were. “Yes, we have. Why do you ask?”

“Well, is there anything I should know?

“Like what?”

“Like what to expect? What to do? Anything like that. I mean, I’m not...experienced. I don’t want to be a disapointment,” she paused as she thought back over what she was trying to ask. Then she hurriedly added. “I know this is just about getting me pregnant, but still...”

Cho gave her a sad smile. “What you are asking is what a lover would ask; or what a mate would be worried over.”

“Oh.”

Kagome, embarrassed, dunked back under water and let it wash out the conditioner. She came back up clean, and ready to get out.

“Obviously, the only one who can know what to expect from Sesshomaru is someone who has been with him for this reason. And that is no one. However, I...” Cho stopped and considered her words carefully. “Well, passionate lovers are definitely a known quality within the House of Inu, but Sesshomaru has always been very...goal oriented.”

She stopped again, not knowing how to go forward with the conversation. It was rare to have her tongue tripping over itself as it was now.

“I think I understand,” Kagome replied stopping the conversation.

“However,” Cho continued. “If he proves to be like his brother, expect a lot of biting. It is always best to act submissive. Inuyoukai tend to rely on their more base instincts when in the throws of passion, but with that in mind, never be afraid. With Sesshomaru especially, never be afraid. In bed, as with every day life, he will protect you in any way you require of him.”

She looked at Kagome with a caring eye. “There is something special about you, and while you may not be happy with the possibility of being Izyaoi’s reincarnation, the similarities between the two of you is too great to ignore.”

“Did Sesshomaru-dono really have a crush on Izyaoi-san?” Sango jumped in. “Haru mentioned it earlier.”

Cho shook her head. “I do not know; Sesshomaru’s emotions have always been his alone. But there is no doubt that she was his friend and he outwardly showed a care for her that he showed for no one else before Rin-chan. Take anything Haru says of Sesshomaru with a grain of salt; there has always been a jealous heart for his brother hidden behind all that playfulness.”

Sango nodded. “I have sensed that.”

Kagome agreed. She looked down at her hands. Her brows knit. “Oh shoot, I’m beginning to prune.”

She held up her hands for the other women to see. “I guess that means we should get out,” Cho teased.

She walked over towards her own bathing items and stepped out. The water dripped over the small form as she walked to the higher platform and towards where three, clean yukata were draped over large, t-frames. Kagome didn’t know how she missed those when she entered.

Kagome nodded. She walked up the stairs, trying to ignore her usual need for modesty. The two servants came in and began to help Kagome and Cho dress. Sango, use to dressing on her, began to shrug into her own yukata easily. The three women talked amicably as they escorted Kagome to her room where she had to wait.

*

Night had fallen hours before Sesshomaru entered the bed chamber. A deep scent of soap and musk followed him in. Kagome sat within the futon, as she had been instructed by Cho. The food left for her was untouched. She had been changed into a simple yukata of crisp white and with red blossoms. A purple crescent was centered on the sleeve's wrists.

The panels split apart and the Taiyoukai entered. He had changed into a yukata very similar to her own. A great, white dog was emblazoned on his back. Kagome smiled up at him, her cheeks immediately going pink. She stuttered out a quiet greetings but he said nothing in return. He walked over and settled down next to her. "Thank you," he finally began. "For doing this."

"To hear you thank me is worth it," she teased nervously.

"I am not without humility, though I hardly ever have to use it."

Kagome laughed. She leaned forward slightly and took a deep breath. She enjoyed his scent, along with the fresh smell coming in from the garden. "So, um...I don't know what to do from here."

"I am aware, it is one of the reasons you were the ideal candidate.”

Sesshomaru reached back with his arm and began to untie his yukata. Kagome just watched, mesmerized as the white yukata opened and fell, showing off pale, smooth skin. The only blemish to be see was the lack of one arm, and even that held no scarring.

The Taiyoukai looked up, an amused look glimmering in his eyes. “Your clothes?”

“Oh!”

Kagome reached back towards her obi, her whole body shaking. She fumbled with the simple knot. After a few tugs, it fell. The robe opened without the fastenings. Kagome immediately went to cover herself, but Sesshomaru reached forward and swatted away her hand. Spreading the two pieces of fabric, he pushed them off her shoulders so they pooled around where she sat. The red from her cheeks spread down her neck as she tried to hide her face.

“You are very beautiful, there is no need to be shy.”

She made an incoherent sound; Sesshomaru sat back, waiting for her to calm. A unwilling partner was not a good thing. He would be patient

Meanwhile, Kagome stared at him through her hair. He was perfectly sculpted; muscular but thin. Elegant, is what she would term it. She followed the path down his chest towards his apex. There was hardly any surprise to see the lack of hair on his chest; it was not lacking around his penis. Pale, silver hair framed his cock, which was just now stirring from its flaccid state.

Kagome thought back to all the magazines the girls at her school read. As they got older, they were more and more interested in the sex-related topics. She remembered one that dealt specifically with foreplay and a “sure fire way to get him standing tall.” It all had to do with oral sex.

Stealing her nerve, Kagomemcrawled forward towards Sesshomaru. She missed his eyes widening, but not the twitching of his cock. He reached out with his hand and smoothed it down her back. He was shocked further when she grasped a shaky hand around his member. She was only able a couple of dry strokes before he responded.

“What are you doing girl?” he growled, pushing at her.

She tumbled backwards, splaying on her back supported by her elbows. “Um, I was t-trying...”

“Something unnecessary,” he finished for her.

He leaned over and attached his mouth to one of her breasts. He sniffed, pleased with her smell, as always. He sucked and licked, erasing Kagome’s awkwardness and waiting for the scent of her readiness to permeate the air.

Kagome threw back her head and moaned. Sesshomaru again nipped at her nipple, pleased with the noise. He smiled and moved to the other. He played with that breast until he was sure she was ready and pulled away. “Turn,” he commanded.

Out of breath, it took a moment for her to comprehend, but she did as she was told. She flipped around so that she was on her hands and knees. The Taiyoukai looked down and again let his hand glide over her skin. Pleased with the woman under him, he bent down so that his chest rested on her back. Angling his penis towards her, the tip found her ready for him to enter. With a grunt he did so, sheathing himself completely. Kagome cried out in alarm and fell forward.

The pain was nothing, all she could concentrate was the feeling of him inside of her. He took a moment for her to gather her breath, then he began to move. It was hard and fast and Kagome could hardly match the movement. She looked for anything to get a grip on, but just felt Sesshomaru’s hard body pounding against her; the sound of her gasps overpowering the sounds outside.

It was over a lot sooner than Kagome felt was right. Sesshomaru released himself into her with a quiet howl. He leaned over her, breathing hard. Kagome’s breath matched his, though she was hardly satisfied. She wriggled, trying to get him to move off her. He nipped at her shoulder.

“You’re heavy. Get off,” she grumbled.

“Can’t.”

“Why n--?” she asked as she tried to pull away from him.

They were stuck; like a dog, he had swollen up. Kagome’s eyes went, “H-how long?”

“Not much longer,” he explained.

Kagome nodded awkwardly. She was ready to cover herself up; somewhere during his pounding she realized that this wasn’t sex as she imagined. It was sex with a purpose; a rutting--in words that would apply best to an inyoukai. There was a wave of disappointment that washed over her; tears welled up in her eyes.

“What is the matter?” he asked “Are you hurt?”

She shook her head.

“You’re crying.”

“A little sore,” she lied.

Sesshomaru’s lips thinned. He moved forward to nuzzle the back of her head. “Thank you,” her whispered.

“You’re welcome,” she replied back.

Eventually Sesshomaru was able to pull out. He reached out to a basin and brought out a wet cloth. He cleaned both of them up and began redressing the two. “You’re not going to stay here?” Kagome asked when it became obvious he was planning on leaving.

“No.”

He watched as Kagome’s face turned from him. Cocking his head to the side, a trait he had picked up from her, he observed her carefully. “Would you like me to stay?”

Kagome shrugged. “May I?” he asked.

“Please.”

Sesshomaru pulled back the blankets and they both crawled under them. “I don’t sleep much,” he tried to explain. “But I will stay by your side.”

He lay on his back and welcomed his miko when she turned over and nestled against him. Grasping the lapels of his yukata, Kagome fell asleep quickly.
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