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Heart of pain, Heart of Ice. The sequel.	By : Strawberries Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 17710 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The simple touch snatched Rin back from the falling of sleep. She stilled, not daring to open her eyes. The wet warmth lingered on her cheek as if tasting with a slow smooth caress. The arm draped across her waist moved upward, his palm found her other cheek, cupping it.
Rin remained still, not really knowing what to do. A part of her had come to trust Sesshoumaru some but what if he hurt her by accident?
For so long her father had forced her to please him. For so long he had given so much pain while making her…
Yet Sesshoumaru had not shown even one indication of hurting her after he had marked her. It almost seemed he had been purposely trying not to hurt her again. He had even saved her from her father and from the Thunder Brothers. He had given her a home, a bed, food, and…. A family.
A hot tear slipped from her eye as she tried to make sense of the all the feelings welling up from all different directions: her heart, her head, her body. She knew, deep down, that she was so messed up. So badly messed up. The dog demon was touching her but she was his mate and she belonged to him. He had every right to touch her any way he wanted.
Before, after hearing what Kagura had said, she had offered her body to him, not wanting the worst to happen. But he had refused to touch her then, telling her he would not do so because he could sense her fear. He had said that he wanted to keep her safe, from others.. and himself.
Even after he had rejected her offer, Rin knew, at some point, he might lose control and take her body anyway. That fear she had been pushing back was now bubbling up to the surface.
No.
Rin pushed it back down. Sesshoumaru could smell fear. He was touching her and she did not want him to become angry or crazed.
Because if he did, he would hurt her, maybe even kill her.
And what if he did? What would happen? Would Inuyasha or his father smell her fear? Or worse: her blood?
And what if Shippo, frightened, came running in only to see her lifeless body being torn to pieces?
　
No…She would not allow that to happen.
There must be some way to keep him from losing it.
She could… She could
She could do it….
Rin forced her mind to clear and her body to completely relax, He moved and the bedding rustled around them. On both sides of her thighs the mattress dipped with weight, then there was pressure on her hips.
Feeling heat directly above, Rin turned her head, giving him more access.
The warm wet trail traveled from her cheek to her ear. There, his tongue slid over the rim and downward, sucking on the lower lobe before going lower, tracing a path down her neck, nuzzling till he came to the place where he had marked her.
A low growl rumbled from his throat. She swallowed and tried not to whimper, hoping he would not bite her again. The rumble died to a whispered whine as the licking began again, pausing in between to suck and nibble. The nibbles turned into nips as his hips pressed into hers. His breathing, hot against her neck, quickened. Unable to contain it any longer, Rin trembled but did not cry out.
The grinding dug deeper, alternating with thrusts.
Another growl resonated.
His fang broke skin.
Pain shot through her neck.
Opening her eyes wide at the sudden sting, Rin sucked in a breath.
He paused but held fast.
Rin let the breath go with a shuddering gasp. “Sess… please. Please…”
Seconds passed by.
His heavy breathing slowed.
The fang withdrew, leaving a throbbing ache.
A few warm tears fell down her cheeks.
“Rin?” He whispered close to her ear.
She did not answer.
“What have I…?”
He moved away and off her to lie on the bed at her side.
“I hurt you.”
Rin heard the pain in his voice. It mingled with the pain in her body.
She knew he had not meant to hurt her on purpose but it still hurt. “Yes.”
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The taste of blood was the first thing to break through the haze. His mate’s blood. The second thing that brought him fully back from the darkness of desire was her voice. She had called his name in a whisper of desperation. Letting go of the flesh under his fang, Sesshoumaru breathed out a whimper close to her skin. “Rin?” He began to shake at the full realization of what he had done. She did not answer him. “What have I….?
Carefully, he moved off her, unable to keep his voice steady. “I hurt you.”
Lying there, he watched her profile which was turned away from him. A wet tear track glistened down her cheek in the dim light.
“Yes.”
Inside, it felt as if a horrible weight was squeezing his chest. His view of her misted and he blinked it back.
He lay his forehead on her shoulder and closed his eyes, making the wetness fall to the pillow.
“I’m sorry.” It was the only thing he could say. For what he had done, he did not expect her to forgive him.
The terrible ache in the center of his chest was about to kill him.
The smell and taste of her blood made it even worse. .
He sat up and pulled the covers back. Rin did not move, no trembling, nothing. Her stillness made the near unbearable feeling fall to his gut.
Carefully, he sat her up and pulled her body to his. Staring out at nothing, she went limply.
Sesshoumaru carried her to the bathroom. With easy movement he set her on the carpeted floor by the tub, leaning her back against the wall. The gaze of her watery brown eyes remained dull.
He started filling the tub then took a small white washcloth from the shelf hanging on the wall by the sink basin and wet it with the warm water.
For a moment, he held the warm cloth while sitting by her on the floor. Her expression had not changed. Despondently he looked at the bloody wound directly over the old scar of his mark. The blood oozed out, dripping to the neck line of her pink night gown. Using delicate care, he moved her long hair aside and pressed the wash cloth against it with light blotting pats.
As he cleaned the wound, he ignored the shake of his hand and the mist in his vision. The vile truth of what he had done shocked with the full force of realization. He had hurt his mate…and almost raped her.
Not realizing it, he blinked, letting the tear fall.
He paused when he caught watery brown eyes shining back at him. She reached out and touched the wet drop on his cheek.
“Rin…”
In the one slow heartbeat, Sesshoumaru took her small form and drew it into him, molding her body against his. He choked. “Rin.”
For what seemed like the longest time, he sat on the floor holding her close, as if letting her go would cause his entire being to shatter. “I will not allow this to happen again. I will do everything in my power to make it so.”
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Rin, legs shaky, eased into the warm water. It covered her almost completely, even up to the collar bone where it still throbbed with a distinct ache. She hissed at the sting before the warmth took over and ebbed some of the pain away. A tiny ribbon of blood swirled into the clear water. For a long moment she sat, letting the warmth ease some of the tension while staring at the disappearing swirl, recalling how long Sesshoumaru had held her and how he had trembled. Delicately, she touched the new wound by her collar bone, not bothering to wince at the slightly sharp tingle. The water rippled with her movements making her blink at the memory of pain. A tear fell to create another ripple, one that spread out in a lonesome circle. She touched the remaining droplet on her cheek.
He had cried….
Sesshoumaru had cried…
And she had touched the tear as it had fallen from the pain in his eyes.
He had cried because he had hurt her…..
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Rin, nearly falling asleep in the warm water, heard a quiet knock on the bathroom door. “Rin?”
It was Kagome’s voice. Shaking her head some, Rin sat up more. “Yeah?”
“I got some of your clothes. Sesshoumaru asked me to check up on you. Are you okay?”
Unplugging the drain while standing, Rin took the soft towel from a hook nearby. “Yeah.”
She stepped out of the tub, wrapped the towel around her then opened the door to see Kagome in a long white night gown standing there with a small smile.
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After getting dressed, Rin, sitting on the couch, let Kagome tend to the wound while gazing sadly at the floor. It was plain to see what had happened. Her cheeks flamed at the thought of it: how her dog demon mate had marked her again for the second time.
“Does it still hurt?” She heard Kagome ask. The girl was dabbing some sort of salve on it. It smelled kinda funny but it really helped the ache.
“It’s better than it was.” Rin sighed.
Directly, Kagome placed a bandage over the wound. “Rin?”
“Yeah?”
“Sesshoumaru asked me to stay with you for the rest of the night. Is that Okay?”
Rin gave a slow nod. “Yeah.”
　
　
　
　
　
　
　
　
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Heart of pain, Heart of Ice. The sequel.