The Hot Springs | By : kuronekosama Category: InuYasha > General Views: 17170 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When Rin’s eyes opened the next morning, saw taw that the fire was out, and was about to start it again when she realized that she was still in Sesshoumaru’s arms. Taking stock, she felt the hand that had been on her breast somewhere else…more specifically, it was tucked between her legs, cupping the warm area he had so recently entered. Feeling how possessive he was of her, Rin blushed with happiness, but opened her thighs to slide his hand out. Sesshoumaru, having never fallen asleep, pressed his fingers against her instead, staying Rin from moving his hand. She stiffened and made a small gasp, whispering his name. Sesshoumaru softly said into her ear from where he lay behind her,
“I’ve been thinking about you all night, Rin… I’ve been taking in your scent, which is laced with my own… Wondering what I could do…to wake you up properly…I decided to give you pleasure without the pain that I caused you last night. So enjoy this, love.” Rin was certainly surprised, but didn’t know what to say…so she let Sesshoumaru do what he pleased. He can do whatever he wants to me… For a long, drawn-out minute, he merely massaged the outside of her body, rubbing slowly. Rin was so inexperienced that this simple act was making her heart pound.
“Sesshoumaru-sama…mmm,” she moaned, biting down on her lower lip. Gripping the forearm around her since Rin wasn’t sure where else to put her hands, Rin felt her face start to flush, and though she tried to not make any noise at all since she didn’t know how good Jaken’s hearing was, Rin shakily sighed several times, whispering a softly drawn-out ‘hai’ every once in a while. The entire time, Sesshoumaru was breathing hot air against a sensitive spot behind her ear and licking the lobe of that ear, holding her tightly against him with one arm around her chest.
“You warmed up quickly, Rin,” Sesshoumaru purred in her ear, carefully working her lips open with his occupied hand. His longest finger slid up to find the jewel of his mate’s body, and he secured the pad of that finger over it, pulling up on it gently in a slow rhythm. After another minute of this, Sesshoumaru began to rub his pelvis against Rin in time to his finger, pushing forward at the right time and pressing her back against him with the heel of his hand. For Rin, the rhythm and pressure felt similar to the act they had performed the night before, and it seemed that Sesshoumaru wanted her to flex her hips forward with him. Trying it to see what happened, she flexed forward in time to Sesshoumaru’s pelvis and gasped when it sent a pleasant throb of sensation through her inner muscles. Rin could feel his arousal against her backside and hear the rustle of the blankets as they moved over them. A single bird chirped nearby, but it was still a little too early for the birds to wake up. The sun was another half an hour from rising over the horizon, so the treeline was still cloaked in mostly shadow. Rin stared at the treeline, having nothing els foc focus her gaze on as Sesshoumaru manipulated and aroused her body. The hand that had been playing with her left for a moment, but only to drape her leg back over his thigh, and he placed his hand where Rin needed it, massaging her lips, and sliding his longest finger up the seam, which elicited breathy noises from his mate. Sesshoumaru penetrated her lips again, finding the pearl of nerves and pulling up on it once again, a little faster and a little harder this time. Wanting to bring her to a high peak before they journeyed further that day, Sesshoumaru put his mouth close to her ear.
“Does it feel good, Rin?” Rin, biting gently on her lip as a finger carefully squeezed in, let a moan burst forth once it had entered her down to Sesshoumaru’s middle knuckle.
“H-hai, master. It…it feels wet and warm. Onegai…use your…your finger,” Rin asked, hesitant and awkward. “Touch me, Sesshoumaru-sama.” Rin’s words showed only a fraction of how intensely she wanted his attentions. Only one of her hands now gripped his forearm, and Sesshoumaru could smell and feel how powerfully she was aroused. Rin’s other hand lightly rested on the blanket beneath her, twitching every once in a while. She wanted to squirm against his fingers, but held still since the digit inside her body held a very sharp claw. Allowing himself a small smirk, Sesshoumaru slid the finger out somewhat before pushing it back inside as his thumb worked the swollen pearl underneath her skin. Rin’s teeth gritted and she let out a choked sound, her grip on his arm tightening.
“Feel them, love. I love to be inside you,” Sesshoumaru purred into her ear, earning a loud groan. He nuzzled the spot behind her ear again, knowing it was sensitive as his finger slowly and carefully pushed in and pulled out. His thumb worked well against her, pushing at the right time. “You can buck your hips, love. Move with me…” Rin tentatively moved her hips forward once, expecting Sesshoumaru’s claw to pierce something, but no pain came, so Rin flexed her muscles a little harder. Sesshoumaru began to follow her, and the rustling noises returned, along with odd sounds that were similar to a licking noise. Rin realized that it was the sound of Sesshoumaru’s fingers rubbing against her as they moved through the slick fluid of her body, which had begun to seep out onto her thighs. Another two minutes passed, and Rin began to tire a bit, coming close to her orgasm but not quite getting there. I’m so close… Sesshoumaru-sama, how do you do this to me?!
“S-Sesshoumaru-sama! Onegai!” Rin gasped. Sesshoumaru finally relented and withdrew his finger to quickly massage the sensitive area, suckling on the lobe of her ear as the dizzying, heady feeling took over her body. Rin bucked her hips harder, which also flexed the leg draped back over her mate’s hip. Rin fought to be quiet, so all that came out was short, high noises. Feeling her body begin to warm from the inside, her stomach muscles clenched as the throbs of wet pleasure took over her mind, pushing all other senses out. She concentrated on the feel of her muscles pulsating against his fingers, the juice of her climax seeping out. This feels so right…being here with him, with his hands all over me. Halfningning, half-sighing as the sensations ebbed away, Rin’s grip on Sesshoumaru’s arm relaxed, and she greatly enjoyed the way his fingers continued to massage gently, making the pleasure last a bit longer. Rin turned her head to kiss him, wanting to show him the passion he had so wonderfully awakened her to this morning. Sesshoumaru bent to meet her mouth, almost shocked at the wanton way in which she shoved her tongue inside. After a few moments, he was forced to stop her coy tongue before he passed the point of no return.
Letting her close her legs, he took a few calming breaths to relax his manhood, which was very ready to mate again. Knowing that they should keep going if he were to properly survey his lands, he helped her sit up.
“Dress quickly and eat some of last night’s meat. We leave within a quarter of an hour.” Sesshoumaru then stood up and straightened his clothes, looking down at Rin as she gathered the towel around her body. Rin looked up at him, a little unsure of how to feel now, but on her face was a slight smile and blushed cheeks. Sesshoumaru then left to walk to where Jaken was sitting. Licking his fingers along the way, Sesshoumaru fought the urge to smirk again. At the master’s approach, Jaken shot to his feet, ready to hear what they would do next.
“I will finish sweeping the perimeter by the day after tomorrow, and then return home. Prepare to leave, Jaken.” Sesshoumaru gave Jaken a pointed glare, daring the ugly little toad to comment about the latest development between himself and Rin. Jaken gulped around a huge knot in his throat, and stumbled out,
“H-hai, Sesshoumaru-sama! At your bidding, master!” Jaken then took a fast waddle back to the dead campfire, looking as if he expected a kick in the butt. Rin, dressed in her kimono once more, smiled haltingly at the servant as he jogged up to her, offering him some of the meat he had put away last night.
“It’s still tasty this morning, Jaken. Arigatou,” Rin complimented. Someone like Jaken knowing about her aesshesshoumaru just made Rin’s skin crawl, but she was determined to get along with him. Jaken snatched the bag of meat from her, shoving a rather large piece into his mouth. Chewing on it only a few times, his attempt to swallow got him set to choke to death, but Rin pounded him on the back a few times to dislodge it. Finishing her meat, she licker fer fingers of the juice leftover, and folded the blankets, packing them onto Ah-Un. Then making sure her shoes were properly fastened, she twirled around to smile at her Sesshoumaru-sama, but missed the slight change in his expression.
Happy…Sesshoumaru wanted to tell her he was happy, but the servant was there, too, and he would show his emotions to no one but her.
The day seemed to pass slowly since nothing untoward had happened to their party—no invading youkai trying to claim part of the master’s lands. Around lunchtime, Sesshoumaru stopped them, and Rin glanced questioningly at him, hoping against hope that he would take her somewhere…and…well, she was aching to be alone with him again. All she had been able to think about the whole morning was him and the way he made her feel. Sesshoumaru met her gaze, and imperceptibly smirked. Calling to Jaken without looking at him, Sesshoumaru commanded Jaken to look after the pack animal while he was gone. Then wrapping his fingers around Rin’s elbow, he tugged her off the path and into the forest. Rin, smiling wide, paid no attention to the snort that Jaken gave. Jaken found the nearest tree and flopped down onto a root, crossing his arms huffily. Pah! Now I have to wait for them?!
Sesshoumaru only traveled far enough to be out of Jaken’s eyesight, which was easy once the thick forest engulfed them. Rin smiled softly, happy to have her hand within his and to be with him on such a pleasant day. She could smell that a patch of mint was nearby, and hear the breeze singing through the trees. Sesshoumaru was all too happy himself—just being alone with her, now that they had reached a new level in their deepening relationship, was…therapeutic. Scanning his gaze across the expanse of forest in front of them, which didn’t afford a very long line-of-sight, Sesshoumaru spied a moss-covered boulder, more like a large rock, nestled against the side of a large oak. Tugging Rin along, he made his way towards it, calling back to her when it was necessary to watch her step. Reaching the boulder, Sesshoumaru turned and sat down upon it, pulling Rin onto his lap and securing his arms around her slender waist. They immediately went for each other, lips rubbing and pressing in heated kisses, and hands delicately exploring. Rin held the side of Sesshoumaru’s jaw, feeling it contract and loosen as he suckled her lower lip. Their mouths made soft, liquid noises, and their heart rates gradually increased, warming their bodies.
Rin was still getting used to their new intimacy. She was a little hesitant and uneasy, not sure of how far her boundaries as his mate went. Though this probably meant the same as being married for humans, Rin was caught off guard by how…informal their union really was. Is this all that we need to do? Rin hoped that some sort of imminent justice didn’t fall down upon her head—such as a God of Dogs that would smite her for not offering a sacrifice before mating herself to Sesshoumaru, or an unknown relative of her master arriving to deal out punishment for not seeking his approval first. …Rin tried not to think about those things. She knew that all she had to worry about was loving Sesshoumaru and showing it to him as much as her heart desired—which was a lot.
Sesshoumaru held Rin a little tighter, letting his left hand rue oue outside of her thigh before smoothing it down to the hem of her kimono and finding its way inside. He deepened their kiss, pressing his lips a bit more insistently and brought his hand back up, surveying the texture of the skin along her leg. Rin breathed a bit heavier, the air hissing out through her nostrils as Sesshoumaru continued the kiss and rubbed her thigh harder. They continued as such for many long, wonderfully warm and heady moments, looking for places where the other liked to be touched. Rin wanted to say something, whisper an affectionate endearment or at least say his name, but Sesshoumaru was concentrated on Rin’s mouth, staying close and gently flicking his tongue inside, even suggestively pumping it between her lips like he had done last night. Rin eventually had to pull her head away almost by force, and took in some sorely-needed breaths of air. Sesshoumaru made a small, disappointed noise, surprising Rin, and he let her have a few more seconds before pulling her mouth to his again with a hand on the back of her head.
“Motto, Rin…” As he thrust his tongue inside her mouth again, Rin made a short, high noise and wrapped her right arm over his shoulder. I can barely breathe, but I just want to keep kissing him. For another minute, Sesshoumaru almost lewdly used his tongue to excite Rin. He brought his lips away from hers so that they barely touched at all and rapidly plunged his tongue between her lips. Then pressing their lips together again, Sesshoumaru kissed her demandingly. Rin felt her lips bruising and swelling, and realized that they had to get back to Jaken soon. Bringing her arm back, Rin gently pushed Sesshoumaru’s shoulders, and he generally got the hint, lightening his kiss until he could break away with a light peck of his lips. Rin gasped for air, feeling her heart pound and looking up at Sesshoumaru’s lusty gaze.
“I…I’m still sore, anyway…Sesshoumaru-sama. G-gomen-nasai,” Rin said, certain that he would be angry for rejecting him when the hard evidence beneath her said that he wanted to mate again. Sesshoumaru merely shook his head, landing another quick kiss on her forehead as he withdrew his hand from beneath Rin’s kimono. Pushing Rin up to her feet, he watched as she adjusted her clothing and then stood up himself. Sliding his hand down her arm until he found her hand, he wrapped his fingers around her palm and walked forward, pulling Rin along once again. Picking their way through the forest’s undergrowth, they found Ah-Un sitting on its rump near a snoozing Jaken, who was sprawled on the ground, mouth hanging open. Rin giggled at the sight he made, which made short work of waking up the snoring toad. He eyed Rin’s slightly rumpled kimono and ground his teeth together.
Perhaps someday I’ll get used to this new arrangement, but for now…I wish she would stop smiling so much! Sesshoumaru glanced at Ah-Un, which brought the creature to its feet immediately. Setting Rin on top of its back, he whispered to her that newly mated women should not walk around all day. Rin blushed a bright red, earning another glare from Jaken, who hadn’t overheard, but could guess at to what his master was telling her. Walking ahead, Jaken almost stomped his feet like a child as he strode away, waddling a bit. Sesshoumaru followed, with Ah-Un plodding along obediently
~~~~~~Late afternoon, the next day~~~~~~
Pah! It’s sickening to look at…simply because she is young and female, that girl now has the master wrapped around her little finger. I have been with Sesshoumaru-sama longer than she has! It’s not fair! Still quietly fuming and not ready to let go of his grudge just yet, Jaken tossed a small pile of wood onto the ground near the middle of the clearing where they had stopped for the night. They usually only came here once in a while when doing rounds of the master’s territory, preferring to keep their path variable. So the last time that they had burned a fire here was barely visible, only distinguished by the shorter blades of grass attempting to grow from the old ashes. Rearranging the wood and adding kindling, Jaken continued to grumble to himself, glancing in the direction where the girl and Sesshoumaru-sama walked off. She keeps make luvey-duvey faces at him, and he doesn’t reprimand her for it, either! If it were me, I’d be disgusted… Of course, Jaken had never had a romantic interest in the opposite sex of any species, but he didn’t let that little fact change his thinking.
For the past day and a half, Rin rested her body, itching to have him again and feeling all the more naughty for it. Before dinner last night, they had found some privacy in the woods while Jaken prepared the fire, and shared more kisses, their hands becoming a little bolder. And during the night, Rin rolled over in her sleep and snuggled against Sesshoumaru’s chest, exchanging a long, languid kiss with him that made her practically ache to have him pounding inside her again. When Rin woke in the morning, Sesshoumaru merely greeted her with a tender kiss before getting her up to travel again. Jaken grumbled the whole way, and Rin eventually understood that he was angry with her for…well, for becoming Sesshoumaru’s mate. She knew that it wasn’t the fact that it was her who became his mate, but that Sesshoumaru had one at all—Jaken didn’t like to be second best, but Rin decided to tell him sometime that her role in Sesshoumaru’s life versus Jaken’s role were completely different, and that therefore Jaken wasn’t just extra baggage.
Sesshoumaru, while Rin’s body healed, took this opportunity to find out what exactly in a kiss Rin liked the most. He could tell that Rin preferred certain touches, certain words…and he loved her all the more for it. He had always heard that most human females did not take much pleasure, if any, in the act of mating, but Rin obviously took a lot of pleasure in it, and Sesshoumaru would be only too happy to give her much more of it. He knew, of course, that Jaken was not happy with the turn of events, but if Jaken ever spoke out against it or insulted Rin beyond their usual quarrels, Sesshoumaru would disown him instantly. I’ll let no one turn against her.
After another day of uneventful travel, they had stopped for the night, and Sesshoumaru bid Jaken to prepare a fire as he escorted Rin from the clearing. The sun was beginning to set, and Jaken could tell that it would be a cool night, so he walked off on his own to gather wood. The trees and even the air of the forest seemed to drip a golden color, and Rin looked up at Sesshoumaru as they walked, verifying for herself that his hair was also reflecting the rich color, flashing like rare blonde hair as it swung heavily from his head. Looking ahead again, she admired the clean lines of the forest trees, all of which were standing straight and tall since they were so bunched together. Sesshoumaru glanced down at Rin, already excited since he was planning to take her again. The warm colors of the setting sun had turned the skin on her cheeks to a glistening honey, making it seem that if he liked that soft skin, he would find a sweet taste there.
They walked for about five minutes before Sesshoumaru inwardly smiled upon finding the right spot. A fallen tree, long since overgrown with moss, was nestled in a shady area, mostly hidden by the foliage that had sprung up to claim the sunlight let in by the tree’s demise. Being tugged along, Rin spotted the fallen tree as Sesshoumaru made his way towards it, and blushed as she realized his intentions. Stopping at the trunk, Sesshoumaru put Rin between himself and the wood, then brought her up to sit on the mossy slope, his hands resting comfortably on her hips. Rin looked at him expectantly, ready to fulfill any whim he was pondering. When her master spoke, the words came out slowly,
“Rin…you…” Sesshoumaru paused, mentally kicking himself for being so unsure of himself. The Lord of the Western Lands does not hesitate! “You have made me happier than I have ever been in my entire life.” For a few seconds, Rin had to absorb his words, but her eyes began to water, and she squeezed the forearms in her hands. Beaming up at her Sesshoumaru-sama, she was unable to speak around the lump in her throat. Sesshoumaru’s gaze was intense as he waited to see if she would say anything. Swallowing a couple of times, Rin finally spoke, softly,
“Sesshoumaru-sama, you’ve made me happy, too. Very happy.” Sesshoumaru, after so many years, finally let himself smile, and Rin lightly laughed upon seeing it. As her master bent down to hug her, Rin threw her arms around his neck, squeezing herself as close to him as she could. Sesshoumaru leaned up again, pulling Rin off of the trunk, and her feet dangled down to his knees. Never thinking he would find a satisfactory mate, one as satisfying as his Rin, Sesshoumaru almost shuddered as he held her against him…almost. Wanting to have her, right now, he gently set her on her feet. The top curve of the trunk was a bit too high off the ground for him to mate with her face to face, but he had a better idea…
Sesshoumaru reached down to tug at the belt of her kimono, and Rin lifted her arms away, allowing him room to pull it free. It took about a minute of work to get the belt off, but Sesshoumaru refrained from ripping it off. Rin held his arms in her hands as he undressed her, heart pounding since her demon lover was about to once again thrust his way inside her body and leave his seed in her safekeeping. Sesshoumaru could smell that Rin was very quickly becoming aroused, and the scent was about to drive him insane. It was a miracle that he removed her obi without tearing some part of it. Her kimono then hung open, and Sesshoumaru nearly gasped when he saw that Rin was not wearing her under-robe. Blushing prettily up at him, Rin didn’t say what he already knew. She had wanted to mate again today ever since she dressed this morning. Not bothering to push the garment off her shoulders, Sesshoumaru turned her around and pressed her chest down to the top of the trunk, and Rin could hear him rustling his own clothing. When she felt her master push her kimono way up, Rin stiffened, already warm and ready for him to penetrate her.
The moss of the tree trunk smelled green and fresh, but the wood itself was just starting to decompose. It was a little damp, so Rin’s bare chest and stomach got damp as well The grass beneath her sandaled feet was thick and soft, which afforded a nice cushion as she stood there, leaning over the tree as her master prepared to penetrate her from behind. Sesshoumaru had first mated in this position with his first and most short-lived lover. He remembered being excited, but not nearly as excited as he was now. Gently rubbing his hand over his erection, Sesshoumaru breathed heavily, aching to be inside Rin, stretching her and filling her completely.
Rin uncontrollably sighed as she felt his other hand touch her womanhood, and she heard him gruffly command her to spread her feet farther apart. Doing so, Rin’s muscles tensed as one finger glided up the seam of her lips, sliding between them and teasing them apart. Feeling her womanhood becoming moist, Rin’s breathing became more rapid, and her heartbeat echoed back to her against the wood of the fallen tree. She then felt the tip of him teasing her from behind as he came to rest his chest against her back. He rested his forearms just outside of her own and whispered close to her ear,
“You smell good…I’m sure you feel just as good, too.” Rin shivered at the tone of his voice, and his arousal pushed in only slightly. She wanted to push back against him, but rather liked having him control things. She was still uncertain of herself when it came to the intimate details, so she was glad for his guidance. But…I…I need him now…
“Onegai. I want to feel you inside me… sekinite-nasai, onegai…” Hearing his purr in her ear, she stiffened once again as he confidently sunk into her body, pressing until Rin felt as if he could stretch her no further. Having hit home, Rin and Sesshoumaru moaned together, one high and one low.
“Mm…Sesshoumaru-sama…” Rin brokenly cried out, restlessly moving her back end. One of the forearms next to hers disappeared for a moment, and Rin felt him spread her legs a bit farther apart. The forearm returned and her master shoved in at least an inch farther at having found wider access. Rin gasped, disbelieving that she could feel this full. Her body was absolutely loving it, throbbing with boiling blood and easily lubricating the way. Rin was already feeling dizzy, and realized how erotic their situation must look: her master pinning her to a tree trunk from behind, her legs spread wide and his arousal buried deeply inside her body. She felt as if he had staked a claim on her. For Soumaoumaru, it was heaven to be inside his mate, and he only hoped that he could hold out long enough to bring Rin to climax because he was certain that he would reach his peak very soon.
“Feels good, love…very good,” Sesshoumaru groaned into her ear, his voice low and raspy. Rin had never heard that particular tone of voice before, and it sent shivers to every limb in her body. As Sesshoumaru bent his head to lave the nape of her neck, his long white hair whispered against Rin’s exposed skin, and she gave a very audible moan when he pulled back before squeezing in again.
“Again, onegai…I love how it feels, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin choked out, barely able to hold her own when he complied, starting a rhythm that had Rin feeling like heat was pouring out of her skin. Still new, the friction caused by Sesshoumaru’s long, thick length grated sweetly against Rin’s throbbing womanhood, and Rin concentrated on the sensation, longing for the pleasure and heat that mating with her master created. With each push, Rin’s body jerked forward from the force of it, and she fisted her hands against the mossy trunk of the fallen tree. A loud groan hissed through Rin’s teeth after a particularly hard thrust. For Sesshoumaru, he was nearly to his climax, and wanted his mate to be there with him. She’s so tight…I can’t leave her behind, but still…it’s just so warm inside her.
“Onegai, Sesshoumaru-sama. Harder, push harder...” Sesshoumaru growled loudly, fighting to keep from climaxing at her sultry words. He moved his forearm again. Rin felt his hand on her thigh, bringing her leg to the side and up, opening her as far as he could. She had to support the rest of her weight on her left leg, but was hardly distracted by it once she felt her master’s cadence of thrusts become harder and faster, pressing against her inner walls so fully that Rin dropped her forehead onto the trunk and cried out.
“Right there, Rin…come for me. …Kami… Come for me, Rin,” Sesshoumaru whispered into her ear, pounding intently into her body and panting against her neck.
“H-hai! Unnn…uhhh…uhhhhhhh!! I—I…I’m coming, S-Sesshoumaru-sama!” Sesshoumaru lay heavily on her back, but Rin liked the weight, his heat and her own intermingling as much as their bodies now intermingled, rubbing wetly against each other. Sesshoumaru’s loins tightened, unbelievable turned on by Rin’s breathlessly cried words.
“Rin,” Sesshoumaru growled, feeling Rin’s body jerk underneath him.
“H…hai! …uhhh! I’m coming…ohhhhh, I’m coming! Coming!! Coming!!! Uhhhhhh!!!” Rin cried out down to the wood beneath her. Her most powerful climax yet hit her body, making her jerk involuntarily and become rigid as scalding sensations shot down her muscles, almost like hot fingers flexing inside her body, which caused pleasure-filled liquid to trickle out and thoroughly coat her master’s arousal. The heavy thuds of her inner muscles against his straining length finally let Sesshoumaru know that he could release, and he pushed in to spill his seed deep inside her body, biting his lip even though the moan of a demon in ecstasy managed to escape. Feeling a little droplet of sweat roll down his back, Sesshoumaru laid his head against Rin’s back, both lovers needing a few moments to regain their breath.
“That was nice, Sesshoumaru-sama…very nice,” Rin sighed, wiggling her hind end a little. Sesshoumaru hugged her a little tighter, his breath catching in his throat as another pulse of his seed emptied out of him.
“I enjoyed it as well, love.” He pulled back a little and then thrust back in, causing Rin to gasp as her body fluttered a bit more and as her mate spilled into her body yet again. After another minute, Rin was aware that her master had let her leg drop back to the ground, and whimpered a little when Sesshoumaru pulled out. Rin heard him adjust his clothing behind her, and then heard him sniff the air. Unsteadily turning around and not bothering to close her kimono, Rin looked up at her mate, and found him staring at her in disbelief.
“N-nani, Sesshoumaru-sama?” Rin continued to look at him confusedly as he reached down to close her kimono, tying the obi neatly. Once he had finished after a couple of minutes of adjustments and smoothing out wrinkles, he said in a low, rough voice,
“You are fertile. We may have conceived a pup just now.” Rin’s mouth dropped in surprise at first, but it didn’t last long. She smiled in glee and jumped to hug Sesshoumaru, making excited sounds.
“I hope so, Sesshoumaru-sama!” He returned her embrace, turning his head to her neck and inhaling deeply. Oh yes, she’s fertile. Setting Rin down on the ground, he wrapped his hand around her elbow again and began the walk back to the campsite. Rin happily kept pace with him, the smile never leaving her face.
~~~~~~The next evening~~~~~~
Sesshoumaru was finally finished with his rounds of the western lands. Tomorrow, he would be able to take Rin back to his home, where he hoped to stay for at least three months, watching Rin grow heavy with child. He could not smell a conception yet, but it was still a bit early to think otherwise. The sun was just sinking below the horizon when they stopped near a river, clear but cold. They weren’t going to make a fire that night. They were close to the northern border of his lands, and he did not want to attract annoying disturbances while they slept, especially any that would disturb his mate. Sesshoumaru took his seat below a cherry tree since the smell reminded him of the girl at the river bank. Rin, taking a drink from the river, washed her face and hands then patted them dry with her cloth. She combed through her hair a few minutes, but paused and looked at the comb, remembering how this small piece of material sparked the new relationship she and Sesshoumaru shared. Sesshoumaru inwardly smirked, knowing her thoughts all too well. Seeing that she was finishing up, Sesshoumaru turned his stare to his servant, and the ugly toad jerked in response. Nodding without needing directions, he waddled away from the pair, going a bit further than he had last night. Sesshoumaru leaned back against a cherry tree and waited for Rin to come to him. She finally jogged up to him, tossing her bag on the ground.
“The water tastes good, and it’s cold,” Rin explained, about to sit down next to him. However, Sesshoumaru brusquely interrupted her.
“The kimono. Take it off.” Rin paused, mouth a little open, and looked at her master, whose face held a number of different emotions, all subtly-hidden from the untrained eye: kindness, possessiveness, love, and…most obviously, lust. Rin blushed and stood back up, whispering a ‘hai’ as she complied. Watching her for the long minute it took Rin to untie her obi, Sesshoumaru held Rin’s gaze, conveying to her that his intentions were exactly what she thought they were. Rin’s heartbeat and breathing increased in tempo, and she felt her face heat up as Sesshoumaru stared at her. Finally pulling the obi off of her waist, Rin heare rue rustle of fabric as she placed her folded kimono on top of the bag, though she kept her under-robe on for warmth. He suddenly spoke again just as Rin took her hand off of the kimono,
“I will mark you tonight. Your soul and body will belong to me, and mine will belong to you. …I want to fill you with my seed again,” he said, a little more gruffly, his voice dropping in pitch. “Your womb is ready for a pup even now.” Sesshoumaru had rumbled out these last words ine pre pride. As he leaned forward, Rin had the image in her mind of a maddened canine jumping at her in hunger, but that was bloodlust…a long, long time ago…the canine in front of her now felt lust towards her, and that thought sent a pleasantly warm shiver up her thighs to the center of her body. Sesshoumaru gripped the back of Rin’s thighs in his large hands and easily pulled her towards him, poising her over his lap. Rin had a vague feeling that she was getting grass stains on her under-robe and on her knees, but she didn’t particularly care. Setting her hands on his shoulders, Rin breathlessly waited as he placed his hands on her ribs and slowly brought them up, molding them around the spongy mounds of flesh that he so greatly enjoyed. Squeezing gently, he watched Rin’s face in the half-light of the gathering darkness. Her lips were parted invitingly, and he could hear her soft, quick breaths. It wasn’t enough, so Sesshoumaru somewhat roughly pulled her robe open, which got a little sound of surprise out of Rin, and let her breasts bounce free of any confinement. He once again filled his hands, massaging Rin’s chest and listening to the small sounds she made from the back of her throat.
“Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin whispered, restlessly flexing her hands over his shoulders. Rin was glad that she had a grip on him because her mate suddenly pitched her backwards. He caught her before she hit the ground, but Rin clung to him, taken by surprise. Depositing her on the grass, Sesshoumaru settled himself between her legs, which automatically wrapped around his torso, locking behind him. Supporting most of his upper body weight on his forearms, Sesshoumaru let his mouth hover above Rin’s and teased her with little brushes and darts of his tongue. Rin could feel the cool grass underneath her back, which sapped some of the heat from her body, but the body above her was more than enough to keep her warm. She loved his teasing. It was as if her body burned slowly rather than burst into flames.
“Let me in, love,” Sesshoumaru whispered to her lips, squeezing his hand between their bodies. Rin loosened her hold around his waist, and felt his hand slip down between her thighs. He quickly found what he was looking for, and pressed the pad of his longest finger against the pearl of Rin’s body, rolling it around in circles. Rin gasped in a high voice, tightening her hands on Sesshoumaru’s shoulders. Meanwhile, Sesshoumaru dipped his head down to Rin’s exposed chest and took the right peak between his lips, drawing upon it as he hollowed his cheeks over her breast. She tastes so good, every bit of her. Sesshoumaru’s heart was pounding; this was an important ceremony, and he wanted to please Rin now since he had to hurt her later. But just knowing that she would soon be forever bound to him—and he to her—filled him with an un-describable emotion.
Rin felt overwhelmed. With his hand working hard between her legs and his wet mouth suckling tenderly on the sensitive tips of her breasts, Rin’s stomach muscles involuntarily and rapidly flexed, convulsing with each shof exf excitation that Sesshoumaru’s mouth and hands produced. Rin’s thighs contracted as she pushed against his massaging hand, and Sesshoumaru growled in delight when the bucking rubbed against his groin, producing a hard response. Rin’s mouth was open, her eyes shut tight, as the warmth pooled down into her lower abdomen.
“S-Sesshoumaru-sama…uhhh…hai, right there…onegai,” Rin sighed, hearing the same licking noise again that she had heard the other morning. Sesshoumaru released Rin’s right breast and leaned to her left, now paying it as much attention as the other one had received. Rin felt like cotton was being stuffed into her ears. The sound of the breeze overhead and the trickling of the creek behind her began to fade. The wonderful sensations stopped, though, and Rin pulled herself out of her trance, opening her eyes as Sesshoumaru looked down at her. He was loosening his hakama, panting above her and then groaning as he released himself. Sesshoumaru stroked his pulsating member a few times before prodding it against Rin’s body, working it between the damp folds of flesh and pressing it forward. It’s heaven to be inside her. Sesshoumaru never was generous with words, but…whenever he saw Rin, he felt soh loh love that he could only show it in its most intense form by making love to her…over and over again.
“Let me in,” he whispered again, almost to himself. Rin’s heart was now in her throat. When her master mated with her, he was always so serious about it, pulling Rin along with his powerful emotions and sinking her body into an abyss of scalding orgasms. It was so again now, as Sesshoumaru pressed the tip of his arousal past the first group of tight muscles, and Rin only wanted him deeper…
“Uhhhnn…so big, master,” Rin achingly sighed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Sesshoumaru clenched his teeth, shutting his eyes to the face below him, which was filled with ecstasy. Watching her was too much; it only made him more excited and he wanted to wait until after Rin climaxed. I always want to see her go first. Sesshoumaru pushed his pelvis forward, sinking into her body, which was almost too tight to take him. Rin made an erotic noise from the back of her throat, and Sesshoumaru moaned in satisfaction, loving the warm, constrictive fit. He began a slow rhythm, and Rin could almost hear the drums in her head, taking the same tempo. After perhaps a minute, maybe two, Sesshoumaru stopped and rolled his hips, eliciting a hiss from Rin, who clung to him even tighter. Then shifting his knees to a new position, he began again, pressing deeper into her body and going at a faster pace. Rin rocked back with him, sighing with every other thrust.
“Hai…uhhhhh…Sesshoumaru-sama…do you want me to come for you again?” Rin whispered shakily, remembering what her master had softly said into her ear yesterday. Sesshoumaru purred, going a little faster. Rin clenched her stomach muscles, knowing that this somehow made the churning sensations more acute. Her master grunted above her, attempting to hold himself back since she had just tightened around him and made the friction of his thrusts that much stronger.
“Aa…come for me again,” Sesshoumaru hoarsely said, harshly breathing near her left ear. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. It frustrated him, especially since he was supposed to be one of the strongest living beings in the world, if not the strongest. Can’t I stop myself from climaxing until my human mate reaches her own? The truth was something he didn’t want to admit, not even to himself: that Rin had so much control over him and his body that not even his demon strength could help him when it came to making love to her.
“Aaah, Sesshoumaru-sama…unnhhh…it’s so good,” Rin said. Her body was practically singing. It vibrated and hummed, throbbing with heat as her heart pounded steadily inside her chest. Sesshoumaru paused again, rolling his hips. He pulled back somewhat and changed the angle of his hips, then slowly pushed inside again. Regaining his earlier pace, Sesshoumaru tucked his nose against Rin’s neck, rocking back with her. To get his mind off of the feel of Rin’s body and the way she smelled, he thought about the marking ceremony instead. They had started it already. Once he had chosen his mate, he could perform the ceremony at any time, but it had to be right after they made love. After the female and male had reached their climaxes, the male had to give the female his personal seal while still inside her,bolibolic of their everlasting union. Sesshoumaru groaned, realizing that this wasn’t helping. Gritting his teeth, he pumped his hips faster.
“Uhh! Hai…uhhhnn, I’m coming now! F-for you, Sesshoumaru-sama!” Rin gasped, clamping her thighs around Sesshoumaru’s waist. Sesshoumaru felt relief swell in his chest…because he was down to the last of his strength. “Uhhh…I’m coming, I’m coming…” Rin cried out, bucking her hips up hard against him. Sesshoumaru groaned, thrusting as quickly into her body as he could and losing his grip on reality. “So good…ohh, master…so gooood… I’m coming, coming…I’m coming!!! Uhhhh!!!” Rin screamed, shoving her hips up and clamping her inner muscles around him. Sesshoumaru felt her shudder beneath him, and he was surprised how strong the muscle contractions around him were. He didn’t have long to ponder it, though, for he suddenly stilled and became rigid, growling loudly as a searing heat shot up his phallus, taking him by surprise and almost blacking out his vision with its intensity. Sesshoumaru gasped for air, laying heavily on Rin as they both lived through the pleasure.
It was long, wonderfully humid moment as they listened to their own labored breaths, and languidly shifted their bodies over and around each other. Sesshoumaru only waited until he had the strength to pull Rin up again, but he had to admit to himself that he was stalling after the first minute, wanting to feel Rin’s soft body beneath him for just a little longer. Rin, herself, was in blissful abandon, wondering when Sesshoumaru would perform this marking ceremony. She couldn’t wait, even though she knew hardly more than a few snippets of details. After hearing Sesshoumaru’s animal-like…dare she say dog-like growl…she was strangely proud when he collapsed over her, sucking in air as if he hadn’t had any for a year. She was starting to notice, however, that his body was getting heavy, and making it hard for her to breathe. Just as Rin was about to say something, Sesshoumaru lifted his chest off of hers, but pulled her with him and hauled the two of them back to their original position. Rin stared at him in expectation, still breathing a little ragged. She saw Sesshoumaru swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and he gathered her closer.
“Rin, I must mark you now. It will sting for a couple of days.” Rin paused for a few seconds, caught off guard by ‘sting,’ but she wanted him too badly to care what the marking ceremony entailed. Rin nodded, watching his teeth and hands and wondering what he was going to do. His right hand came up and she felt three claws resting against the nape of her neck. Now knowing what was in store for her, Rin’s back stiffened, and she vaguely thought to herself that this might have been a little more comfortable to live through if her master weren’t still inside her belly. Warning her to hold still, Sesshoumaru then pulled his hand down to the small of her back. Rin made a hissing sound, gripping Sesshoumaru’s shoulders much harder, and three red welts appeared on her spine. Rin looked to be in obvious discomfort, but Sesshoumaru cupped her face in his hands and made her look at him. The tears were there in her eyes, but they didn’t fall, and Rin smiled beautifully.
“Am I yours now? Until the day I die?” Rin set her fingers over the hands cupping her face, glad to feel the sting of the claw marks lessening somewhat. Sesshoumaru dropped a quick kiss to her mouth, which helped to some extent to distract Rin from the pain. Pulling back, he reassured her,
“You’re mine forever, Rin. Your soul will now return to me, even after you have died and been reborn. We’ll always be together, mate.” Sesshoumaru, sniffing the air again to make sure, caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. His voice was rough, but Rin heard him all the same,
“And you have also conceived, my love. You are pregnant with our first pup.” He saw her eyes change, softening a bit as her cheeks rose a little, and she sniffed as a tear fell freely. Rin had thought she would be able to keep from crying when he explained the marking, but upon hearing that she was with child, the tears rolled down her face, only to be smoothed away by her master. Gingerly pulling himself out of her, he helped her to her feet, and walked her to the river, where he cupped the water in one hand and let it dribble down the welts in her back. After a few minutes, he pulled the undergarments back over her skin, and Rin didn’t feel anything too unbearable since the silk did not chafe that badly against the claw marks. They made their way back to the cherry tree, and Rin, sitting with her left side pressed to his chest, closed her eyes as she relaxed against her Sesshoumaru-sama. Before falling asleep, though, Rin sleepily asked,
“Even if I’m pregnant, we can still mate for a while, can’t we?” Sesshoumaru raised his eyebrow at no one in particular and his eyes held an amused shimmer.
“Yes, Rin…we certainly can.” Hearing her mumble the word ‘good’ before she dozed off, Sesshoumaru couldn’t help but smirk once in a while for the rest of the night.
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This chapter was also heavily revised. I hope it sounds better now. Was that pretty good? Granted, they weren’t in a hot spring the whole time, but I think I managed to include lots of lemony goodness.
~~Sincerely,
The Black Cat
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