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and everyone she leased them out to, me not being one of them.
Sympathy for the Devil
Chapter Seventeen
By Devon Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail
AN: AFF and MM hope you really enjoy. FF readers I hope
you dig the edited version.
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Rin
sat at the bar drinking a glass of milk. It was not what would have thrown her
three sheets to the wind, but it did calm the butterflies. Kagome schooled her
on the finer points of being pupped over the phone. According to her the baby
is very sensitive to her emotion and physical state and will affect her
behavior accordingly. I.E, she was already mother to a smart ass by instinct.
Add to the fact that she was caring Sesshomaru’s offspring and the recipe for
hell on earth is done, bake at 98.6 F for six months.
Genjuro
sat beside Rin and looked at her curiously. “I’ll have what the Lady’s having,”
he told the bartender. A blonde nodded strangely, but poured him a glass. Once
she was out of earshot. “My Lady Rin, you have a glow about you, is it motherhood
or anger?”
Rin
ignored the question and glared at him. “What are you after?”
“That’s
funny, I wondered the same about you,” he leaned over. “At first I thought you
were a spy, but pregnancy. The O-Rin, I now would kill herself unless Pater…”
“Pater
would never ask me to do such a thing.” She snapped. “I am not a harlot.”
“Yet
you consort with the very… ‘vermin,’ you called them. You are mated to a demon and a demon lord at
that and you’ve become the very thing you hated, a sympathizer.”
“You
go too far,” she growled lowly. Rin could feel her control of the situation
slipping as she faced all of the very subjects she wished to dodge.
“Do
I? The O-Rin I know would have slaughtered everyone in this room without a
second thought. She was a monster. Women, children, it didn’t matter. She
probably didn’t even see them. She never did stop and observed the truth, only
saw what her father, her Pater wanted to see. Or is this a clever ruse of the
likes that I never even thought you would stoop to?”
“Enough,”
she snapped. “How dare you presume to know me? I would never use him in this
way and Pater…there has to be more to the situation. I refuse to believe he
assassinated the exterminators for no reason.”
“Being
in his way is reason enough, O-Rin,” Genjuro replied. “Tell me what would say
if knew of your condition?”
Rin‘s
hands went to her abdomen protectively. “I am not discussing this any further.”
Genjuro
smirked before downing his glass of milk. Her responses told him volumes and
now he knew what he wanted to know. “I am glad to know for once I was wrong…you
weren’t unreachable.” He stood to his feet. “Though I am surprised that even
you have sympathy for the devil.” Rin’s eyes narrowed and she reached for her
glass. “I’ll be watching.” He left.
Rin
frowned as she held the glass tightly. She was highly annoyed. The glass
shattered spilling what was left of her milk. It hurt like hell but she barely
managed a flinch. This was just not her day. “Lady Rin!”
“I
am okay. I just need a towel to wrap my hand in until I get to my office.” The
blonde quickly handed her the towel. Rin wrapped her hand and turned towards
her office. Her eyes widened slightly. She felt Sesshomaru’s presence and knew
she would have to deal with him, but Kenji? “I
guess he was serious about the big brother bit, but why all the hitting on me?”
“I’m
fine.”
“You
are not fine,” Sesshomaru growled. He was a heartbeat away from finding Genjuro
and ripping him in half. The only reason he was not doing so was because:
Staying
put was the wise thing to do, but he did not have to like it. “What did he say
to you?”
“I
don’t want to talk about it.”
“Rin
don’t try his patience any further. It is taking all of my fox magic to keep
him here.” Kenji gave an earnest look.
“That
explains a lot,” she mumbled. She knew she was going to hate herself for this.
“Sess, I need your… help…. with this.”
The four letter word was killing her. Damn.
17-17-17
“Do
you have a death wish?” Inu Yasha yelled grabbing Genjuro’s arm. “You were a
breath away from death.”
“I
had to clear the air and now I know what I need to know,” he answered.
“And
that is?”
“Lady
Rin is no longer with the clan. She has exiled herself in a way. I had to make
sure this was not a game.”
Inu
Yasha frowned. “Rin maybe a bitch but she loves Sesshomaru. I torture her every
chance I get about it so I know, even she wouldn’t stoop that low.”
Genjuro
pulled away. “If you knew her before you wouldn’t put anything passed her.”
“I
don’t care what you think, but if you do anything else to hurt her, I just
won’t just let Sesshomaru came after you, I’ll join him.”
Genjuro
smiled. Rin sure did make an impression on them. She always did have that
tendency to make those on her side want to protect her. He just hoped that she
didn’t make a liar out all of them. “I understand.”
17-17-17
Rin
sighed as her Sesshomaru finally placed her on the couch in her office. Part of
her was fuming and the part was still trying to process the whole ‘someone actually
wants to take care of me’ thing. She had not been treated this tenderly since
she was a child and then it was only because she was physically unable to help
herself. Pater always impressed upon her that even in the face of injury do not
show weakness no matter the severity. That one time and last time she was
carried both of her legs had been broken when she was pushed off a cliff. That
was also the last time she showed emotions openly until… “Sesshomaru, you
don’t…”
“I
would advise my mate to be quiet as this time,” he warned earning a frown from
her. He was livid as he inspected her self inflicted injury. The temptation to
rip into that human was nearly over powering. If not for Kenji he would have
then. Now the only reason that was holding him back was concern. It was unusual
for Rin to lose her grace, even their pup was out of sorts feeding off its
mother’s emotions. Looking away from Rin’s hand for a moment, he kneeled beside
her and caressed her abdomen.
A
low sigh escaped her at least that was one discomfort done away with. Her
stomach had been doing flip flops ever since she saw Genjuro. The lurching her
stomach alone was enough to make her testy. She had hoped the glass of milk
would have calmed her child but it did nothing of the sort. Her pregnancy was
not even a month long and already she was experiencing theatrics and it was
only going to get worse. “I feel better now.”
Sesshomaru
said nothing and went back to investigating her hand. There appeared to be no
glass inside the wound. “You are normally more disciplined, Rin, what did he
say to you?” He licked her wound. Rin tried to pull away not even focusing on
the question but his actions. “Do not attempt to move your hand while I clean
your wounds.”
“You
licking them are not going to make them better.”
“It
amazes me at the success of your hunting given that you know little about demon
culture. This is something that I will correct.”
Rin
fought not to roll her eyes. She accidentally insulted him this time. He would
get over it. There was never any need for her to know anything about demons
other than where they could be found and how they could be killed. She was
about to sling such a response when she paused. “The O-Rin I know would have slaughtered everyone in this room
without a second thought. She was a monster. Women, children, it didn’t matter.
She probably didn’t even see them. She never did stop and observed the truth,
only saw what her father, her Pater wanted to see…” Already Genjuro’s words being flung in her
face. Her world was no longer the miniscule place where demons were bad and
humans were good. “No. I am not some
thing that just took orders. What I did was right!”
“But what it wasn’t?” The traitorous logical side asked her.
Sesshomaru and the others were nothing like what she had been taught. They
cared about her even when she essentially told them to drop dead. Sesshomaru
went so far as made her his mate, though by force and trap. (She still refused
to believe that she initiated anything of the sort.)
“Your
lack of attention is clearly an indication that you need rest.”
“No,
I’m fine,” she shook her head and pushed against him. Rin did not even realize
that her hand was healed. She stood to her feet and walked over to the desk. “I
have some paperwork that I can work on and…”
“You
will rest.”
Rin
looked him into the eyes stood her ground. “No I am not tired,” she replied
then yawned. “Damn it.” Sesshomaru
said nothing only quirked an eyebrow. “Hmmm.”
“You
need to rest, Rin,” he said sternly. He knew full well she was just waiting for
him to leave the office so she could get into something. A slight smirk crossed
his face, she was leaving him no choice and he had no problem collecting on the
promise he made earlier.
“I
will as soon as you leave,” she answered then gestured towards her couch, the
chenille throw laid casually across it. “I can’t sleep with you standing over
me. It’s annoying.”
Sesshomaru
pulled her to him and buried his face near her mark and licked it tenderly.
“What do you take me for?” he growled in her ear. She shivered against him
earning a kiss in that area as well. That was her weak spot! He was actually
attempting to use sex as a tool for her own desires…his own desires.
“Don’t
you dare,” she said with as much indigence as one could muster fighting a horny
moment.
“You
do not command me,” he replied ripping her shirt off.
Rin
snapped back to reality. That was damn sexy in a psychotic way. She pushed
against him but all it earned was a ripped panties, her skirt bunched up, he
things knocked off her desk, and her vulnerable as she lay across it. Bottom
up! “How in the hell did I get into this
situation?”
“I
keep my promises, my lady,” he whispered in her ear. He caressed her backside
lovingly.
“I
see,” she said through gritted teeth. He spread her legs. “I will get you for
this,” he massaged her nether regions with his fingers while his thumb teased
her pearl, “ten fold.”
A
silver eyebrow rose in challenge and he leaned against her. Rin could feel his
erection, his now naked erection, against her thigh. She shrieked at his angle
change and fought the orgasm that lay beneath the surface. “Then I won’t hold
anything back,” he answered removing his fingers and sliding inside of her.
Sesshomaru nearly drew blood from his lip as he encountered the first ring of
muscle. Rin tightened on purpose to be cruel but it only succeeded in turning
him on further. “Just for that it will be more than once.”
“I
hate you,” she groaned as he drove into her. He was driving her insane. She
loved him, she hated him, and she needed him all at once. “Ah, Sess,” she
moaned out as he shifted her upward. It was uncomfortable as all get out, but
it felt fabulous when he thrusted.
Feeling
that familiar tightening of her inner walls, he thrusted harder. Her cries of
ecstasy increased and overwhelming sense of pride lust consumed him. She was
his; no other and would be for all eternity. “Shit,” she screamed out as her
climax claimed her. Her whole body tensed up as the heat rushed over and she nearly
passed out. The only thing that kept her from total oblivion was the howl of
pleasure from her mate. “At least I am
not the only one affected.”
Sesshomaru
nearly collapsed against her but he was not done yet and he refused to let this
lesson turn on him. “Again,” he said lowly.
“At
least let me face you this time,” she whispered snarled. Rin was flipped over
and amused by her slightly mussed husband. “Gloat
later, take what is mine now.” She lifted her leg
to his shoulder and pulled herself to him in a silent command of ‘This is out
next position. Start now!’
He
was clearly pleased by her response because he instantly hardened as though the
first time was not intense enough. Rin was not the only one who would sleep
tonight when this was over. Sesshomaru pulled her closer to him spearing her in
the process. Her body convulsed in shocking pleasure. “Did you really have to
do that?”
“For
that particular look on your face? Yes,” he smirked grabbing the other leg and
folding her in half. This position would not be available in a few weeks; he
might as well enjoy it now. He thrusted into her quickly and deeply.
Rin
struggled for air. Not only was she practically folded like a pretzel but he
was hitting that place and hard. It seemed her was trying to kill her. “Sess…
Sess… Sess….” She stuttered feeling light headed. This was good too good. Her
head started to spin and she dug her nails into her desk. If she could have
reached him, Sesshomaru would have had the intimate injury of lifetime.
“Do
not…hold back,’ he sighed. This woman was going to be the death of him if he
did not pace himself more carefully. She always made him want to over the edge.
It was because of her that he slept nearly every night and that lecherous
thoughts lingered in the back of his mind. He was becoming worse than Kenji!
But she was worth it. His youki knew it upon seeing her and had been betraying
him every since.
Rin
screamed out, “Sessh….” Then fell silent as she climaxed. Her voice just could
not follow through as dark spots danced in front of her eyes or maybe she just
could not hear anymore. It was debatable, but it was some time before she came
back to herself. “That was…that was….”
“You
have a healthy set of lungs,” he whispered in her ear playfully before kissing
her neck. He was thoroughly pleased with himself.
“You
were trying to kill me,” her voiced croaked out from strain.
“I
could accuse you of the same thing,” he breathed.
She
was about to retort when Rin felt her legs spread and his tongue flicking
across her already sensitive clitoris. She shivered with every flick across it.
“What are you doing?”
“Being
thorough.”
Brown
eyes drifted shut. She was going to die…. This was much bettered that the death
she imagined for herself. “When I
recover…”
17-17-17
Sesshomaru
closed the door behind him looking the perfect picture of stoicism despite that
had just passed. Rin was dozing peacefully covered by her blanket and he knew should
be comfortably resting until he came for her. He would have to advise Kagome to
pick up clothes for Rin before the club closed since hers were mysteriously
shredded in the process. A slight smirk crossed his features at the memory.
“Did
you have to try and killer her?” Inu Yasha teased as he leaned against the wall
of the hall. “Just about every demon in this place is going nuts because of you
two. I’m just glad the music drowned the both of you out. You have a lovely
singing voice by the way.”
He brushed
past Inu Yasha without so much as a flinch of annoyance, “Do not blame me for
your lack of skill in pleasuring your mate.”
Inu
Yasha turned bright red in shock and anger at the low blow. “I can please my
mate just fine, bastard!”
Sesshomaru
continued on the down the hallway. “I do not wish to dwell on your sexual
inadequacies, Inu Yasha, I have a business to manage.” He turned the corner
leaving Inu Yasha seething.
“Get
back here,” he growled tearing down the hallway after his older brother.
“Inu
Yasha?” Kagome asked nearly running into her mate as she came around the
corner. “What’s wrong?”
Inu
Yasha looked at Kagome for a moment then threw her over his shoulder. “I’ll
tell you what’s wrong,” he growled predatorily as they went in the other direction.
© 2005 Devon Masterson-Bond
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