Taming Ayame | By : thelaurenbeaster Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 7666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 16- Ayame's Punishment "Because of your childish and immature actions, my office is unusable." Sesshomaru barked, barely keeping his temper under control. Ayame shrugged a poked at the ground with her feet. It wasn't 'childish and immature' it was evil and brilliant, her best plan yet. She rolled her eyes in a rebellious teenager way and looked out the window as Sesshomaru continued to lecture her on her 'duties as a mate'. "Therefore, my office will be moved to your room and you will now sleep in This Sesshomaru's bed." Ayame jerked her head back to stare at Sesshomaru, "Excuse me?" "You will now sleep in This Sesshomaru's bed." He repeated with a very smug look. "Wwwwhha...no...wait, how... but..." Ayame couldn't think of anything to say back. She never thought his punishment was going to be this bad! Sesshomaru waved a hand at her and said, "You may leave." As if they were in his office instead of standing in the hallway. It took all of her will power not to lash out and start another fight with her mate. Clenching her fists, she stormed down the hall towards the library. On her way, she passed her room, which was already having Sesshomaru's huge desk moved in. She paused for a moment and glared at the guards moving it. The guard gulped and tried to move the desk faster, in his efforts he dented the door frame. Ayame snorted and continued on her way to the library. 'The very nerve of Sesshomaru, I will not sleep in his bed, he'll have to drag me!' She thought to herself as she stomped angrily into the library. At that point all Ayame wanted to do was tear the library apart in a fit of rage and find out how to remove this mark that vexed her endlessly. But she had other tasks at hand. Finding out what Akimitsu wanted with her. There had to be reason this random dream demon she'd never met was showing up in her dreams. Thankfully, Ayame did not find her dream demon in 'The Big Bad Book of Unbelievably Bad Demons'. But after that, she really didn't know where to look. So she looked for the prettiest book. **************************** "No wolves." Sesshomaru said firmly. "What do you mean 'no wolves'?" She said, mocking his stern tone. "I can't sleep without my wolves near!" Sesshomaru gave her a dull look, "I'm sure you'll live. If you had behaved yourself, this wouldn't be happening." Ayame wrinkled her nose at Sesshomaru, giving him a disgusted look, "Then no Ayame!" She then turned and headed towards the door, but was stopped short by Sesshomaru grabbing her by the waist and throwing her on the bed. "Ayame," he growled, "You will sleep in my bed, even if I have to tie you down." Instead of doing what she really wanted to do, and leave, she sat on the bed like a good girl. Nodding with approval, Sesshomaru began to undress. Ayame had already seen him naked once in the bathhouse, but she still blushed a bright pink and covered her face with a pillow. This was so humiliating, being forced to sleep in Sesshomaru's bed. Hopefully everyone just thought they were furthering their relationship, and Ayame wasn't actually being punished. She felt the blankets move as a probably naked Sesshomaru joined her in bed. 'Alright. This isn't so bad. If I just keep smothering myself with a pillow every night, it'll be like he's not even there', Ayame reasoned with her angry self. Slowly an arm curled around her waist, she had spoken too soon. Sesshomaru roughly jerked her up against his body, the pillow that was protecting her, fell off her face. "Oof! Really? Why do you always have to be so rough with me?" She muttered. She heard him chuckle as he buried his face in her neck. "I've explained this before. Because you like it." As if her checks weren't pink enough. She felt a soft kiss on her mark and then Sesshomaru settled, but his iron grip never weakened. Ayame rolled her eyes, 'Never figured him a cuddler.' Trying to keep her mind off the fact that Sesshomaru was holding her hostage in his bed, she thought about Akimitsu and how super sexy he was. Also how unbelievably sweet and gentle he was. Ayame couldn't deny that how rough Sesshomaru got with her turned her on, but a gentle touch now and then would be nice. As she pondered the touch of certain sexy males, she drifted into a light sleep. Ayame blinked a few times as she looked around. She was in an empty village, it was dark and all around her were moving figures and shadows. Gripping the hilt of the sword at her hip she walked down the street. "Ayame." She turned hastily, and then sighed, "Akimitsu, you scared me... where are we?" His face was glum as he looked around at the dark city. "This is where I live, and where I have lived for a long time. The spirit realm." Ayame gasped and took a few steps back, "You're ... dead?" "No. I'm very much alive. I'm trapped here." Ayame shivered, rubbing her arms as she shook her head, "I could never imagine living in a place like this." Without warning, he gathered her up in her arms, "Now you understand why your company has been so enjoyable. I have not spoken to a woman for many, many years." Ayame sighed, leaning her head on his chest, he was so gentle with her. "I wish I could help." Akimitsu stepped back, leaving her unprotected from the scary shadows in the village homes. "But you can! You can help me. And I can help you be rid of your mark." Gasping, she stared at him intensely. "You can? How? The only way I've discovered is if one of the mated die." He smiled down at her and touched her lightly, "There is another way, and I know it." Her heart was suddenly lighter as she looked at her savior. She would be free of Sesshomaru, forever. Ayame began to step forward to hug Akimitsu again, but something around her waist held her back. She looked up at Akimitsu, frowning, who frowned back. "You're with him, aren't you?" She glared at the darkened ground as she felt herself waking up. "Not by choice." Ayame's eyes fluttered open, she felt Sesshomaru's iron grip had tightened, and he was kissing her neck. "Having a nightmare?" The wolf demon stared ahead of her, trying not to enjoy the kisses Sesshomaru was placing on her neck. "Yes. A giant snake was squeezing my middle till I couldn't breath." She could feel him smirk against her neck, but he loosened his hold on her a little. "You're time is running out. This Sesshomaru is tired of waiting for our bond to be completed." Frowning, she attempted to wiggle away from him, which only made him grow hard behind her. "Ohhh, don't tempt me, you'll be fully mine before morning." Growling in the back of her throat, she stopped moving and just stared ahead of her, ignoring the beast behind her. Akimitsu had a way to rid her of this mark if she set him free, and she planned to take him up on that offer. ********************************* Ayame later awoke laying on Sesshomaru's chest. He must have moved her to his liking while she slept. It was wonderful feeling like she was a doll for his amusement. Not. She was actually quite comfortable sprawled across his broad chest, though his arm was still firmly wrapped around her waist. Tilting her head up, Ayame gazed at the Lord's sleeping face. For a moment, she considered moving, but decided against it. He actually looked... kind and sweet while he slept. Apparently the arrogant look was not his natural expression like she thought. Her gaze slid to Sesshomaru's neck, it was smooth and white. As she stared with a strange admiration, she heard the soft whisper of the mark. "Bite him. Bite him HARD." Wh-wh-what!? She sat up suddenly, waking Sesshomaru from his slumber. His lazy golden eyes opened to watch her as she stared back in horror. Why did the mark want her to bite Sesshomaru? He bit her plenty, there was no more biting needed! Shaking out of her stunned self, she shifted to move off the bed and away from Sesshomaru, but he grabbed her wrist. "Ayame. Give me a kiss before you leave." She looked back at him, "You've got to be kidding." He smirked and sat up. "This Sesshomaru does not kid." "Of course he doesn't." If he wanted a kiss. She'd give him a kiss that would make him beg for more. With a determined look, she placed her hand on his chest and slowly pushed him back as she straddled him. His golden eyes became hooded as she came in contact with his morning wood and she became instantly wet. Why did she put herself through this? She was always so horny, why didn't she just fuck his brains out constantly? 'Because I hate him', she reminded herself. She licked her lips and leaned down, placing her hands on either side of his head. As she searched his face for emotion, his hands moved to her waist and gripped them tightly. She could see nothing but want and need in his eyes. 'It was only a kiss, geezz'. She brushed her lips softly over his and moved in to deepen the kiss. He stayed still, except for moving his own lips against hers. She leaned up and ran her tongue over the top row of her teeth. "How was that for a kiss?" His chest rumbled, "More." She grinned and sat up, making sure to roll her hips against him. "Ah-ah-ahhh, you asked for a kiss. And that is what I gave." Clenching his teeth, he let go of her hips and let her dismount him. She stood to leave and walked to the door. "Have fun with your games. But when the beast takes over, do not be surprised." She gulped as she quickly walked out the door. Why did every moment with Sesshomaru have to be so instense? Grumbling, she skipped breakfast and went straight to the library. There was a reason her mark was telling her to bite Sesshomaru, and she would find out. She may be an awful researcher, because she found absolutely nothing on Akimitsu, but mating was a subject that was easy to find. Except for how to break it. After an hour of searching, she found something. "The art of mating is kept secret from humans such as I. Humans, by choice, normally stay with a partner for life. Demons, on the other hand, are mated for their long life. After much digging, I found a demon willing to discuss the mating process without awkwardness. Mating starts out with a bite from the male to the female. It is intense and often ends with an orgasm. After the bite heals, a mark associated with the demon will appear. Sometimes this mark can be a symbol or a letter. For example, this demon's mate had a mark of fire on her neck. The next two steps can be taken in either order. Mating must take place, and the female must bite the male in return or the mark will become weak and be unable to ward off other males. This mark will not appear on his neck, but over his heart. If mating, and the return bite do not happen soon, a different male may replace it." Ayame gasped, how did she not see this before? The mark can be replaced?? How many times did she search this library for an answer? With a huff, she glared at the book. Maybe if she continued to hold out, the mark would shut up and one day she'd find someone willing to replace her mark. She looked back at the book. "Only a stronger demon may replace the mark, and it must happen during the act of mating." "Oh." Ayame said simply. 'What demon could possibly be more powerful than Sesshomaru? And would I really want to be their mate...?' Sighing, she shoved the book back into the shelf and left the library. "Ayame!!" She turned to look down the hall and saw one of her new maids waving to her. She was with a group who all looked dressed up. She jogged down the hall to them with a quizzical look. "Something wrong?" The maid shook her head, as the others giggled. "We're going to a play! You should come. It'll be fun!" Ayame looked at the crowd of maids with unease. She had held off on naming another head maid since Mika's death because the idea of replacing her was painful. She had a feeling they were inviting her along so they could get her to give one of them a raise. But she'd never seen a play, and it would be nice to have a guaranteed Sesshomaru-free evening. "Sure! I'd love to come with you!" She replied. The maids glowed and she flowed them out of the palace. The play was a sad one, but beautiful and entertaining. With flashing lights and dancing men and women in luscious kimonos made of silk. The story begins 100 years ago, when two cities battle constantly for land until one promises their warrior princess hand in marriage to the other city's prince. But this human princess had a secret lover, a dream demon. When the dream demon finds about the arranged marriage, he begs her to let him take her away. But she refuses, saying this will save her people from war and death. The warrior princess refuses to see the dream demon again, and he grows angry and begins to use his powers to put the prince into a deep slumber. The princes people begin to suspect that the other city is responsible for their prince's sudden ill health. When she hears of this, and the suspicions of the other city, she realizes that her ex-lover is meddling. With tears in her eyes, instead of killing her one love, she takes her sword and uses its magical power to seal him in the spirit realm, forever. Because of her connection to the spirit realm with her sword, he is able to visit only her through her dreams. The story ends with her dying of old human age, while he is left alone in the spirit realm. At the end of the story, Ayame clapped with the rest of the maids. But she wasn't smiling with tears in her eyes like everyone else. She was still thinking about the fact that the dream demons name was Akimitsu. ************************** After returning from her night out with the maids, Ayame practically sprinted to the library and looked through the fiction section of the library and found Akimitsu's story. In that book, she found a very familiar picture of a sword. Her sword. It was almost too much for Ayame to take, the sword that Sesshomaru had given her, had linked her directly to a powerful dream demon in the spirit realm. Had Sesshomaru meant for this to happen? Was this another powerful friend he wanted at his side, just as he planned for her their children? Slamming the book she threw it across the room and crossed her arms and sat their fuming. Looks like he didn't plan on Akimitsu having a thing for Ayame. Or the fact that Akimitsu had the power to remove her mark. Sighing she massaged her forehead. 'Perhaps Sesshomaru had no idea. He seemed surprised when the sword had a barrier, maybe he doesn't know the history.' Feeling a bit more calm, Ayame gathered herself up and walked over to the book she had thrown. "Well what have we here? A book on the floor? I can't have that! I am the Palace Keeper." Nodding with a smug smile after her announcement to no one, she picked up the book and put it away. She yawned widely as she left the library, but instead of heading up to Sesshomaru's room, she snuck out to her wolves house. If Sesshomaru wanted her to put up with his forceful cuddling every night, he'd have to DRAG her there. With a smirk, she snuggling in with her wolves and fell instantly asleep. Now when Ayame fell asleep, she already expected to wake up hearing that haunting tune that had been in her dreams the last few times she'd fallen asleep. She awoke in a forest, surrounded by thousands of flowers, she smiled at them, running her hands gently across them. How she loved flowers. "I thought that maybe you'd enjoy something a bit more cheerful. Our last dream together wasn't very nice." Ayame nodded and stood, clasping her wrist behind her back. "It is very nice, thank you." He smiled, looking to sky, letting the sun shine on his face. "How I wish I could feel the sun on my face again. I've almost forgotten how it feels. How everything feels..." He looked back at her, "How it feels to touch someone else..." He lifted his hand and touched the tips of his fingers softly against her cheek. "I've given you time to think, Ayame. I've been here for so long... please set me free. You're the only one who can do it." She frowned. "Why can't the people who gave me the gifts do it?" Akimitsu shook his head. "They are just humans that have a connection to the spirit realm. They don't have the sword." She frowned softly and looked to the sword at her hip, "The sword? What does it do?" He chuckled darkly, "That sword can do many things. But one thing it is. Is a key. There is a cave called The Crying Woman. Do you know of it?" Ayame tapped her chin in thought, "I think I do... isn't that the cave that select women can enter?" He nodded, "Only the women... who have felt the pain of love that has been lost." Ayame crossed her arms and peered at him, "How do you know that I have?" Taking a step forward, he gently tilted her chin, looking deep into her eyes. "I can see it, I can see your soul right through your eyes. It cries sometimes while you sleep." Biting her bottom lip, she turned her face away from him, feeling naked. "Alright, fine. I can get in the cave. Then what?" "There is a rock that the sword must be inserted into and then turned. The words, 'Akimitsu, my love, be free', must be uttered." If Ayame didn't already know the story, she would have asked about the 'My love' part. But instead she nodded, "Then you'll get rid of my mark?" Akimitsu smiled and placed his hand over his heart, "I promise, my flower." Crossing her arms, she raised an eyebrow, "How do you plan to get rid of it?" Instead of answering, Akimitsu just smiled as she was carried out of the dream. Ayame awoke in Sesshomaru's arms as he carried her down the hall. So much for dragging... She didn't have the energy to struggle with him, so she just let him put her in his bed and lay her on his chest where she fell right back asleep. Authors Note: This chapter took me forever! I'm so sorry that I left my readers hanging! If I have any left! I'm trying to stay inspired and keep writing, reviews always help! I feel like I didn't do as good on this chapter as I wanted to, but I promise the next chapter will be far more exciting!
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