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Craving
By : Remi
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First of all,
I�d like to apologize for the long delay for an update. And thank you for those
who reviewed: the reviews were the surprising part. Of course they made want to
continue. :)

Chapter Two

�KAGOME!!!�

She frowned and turned to the monk who was practically
screaming at her ear. Belatedly, she realized that it wasn�t a first time that
her name was being called.

�What�s the problem? And could you keep it down? Shippou is
sleeping.� She motioned to the pup that was sleeping a few meters away from
them.

�Sorry� sorry,� he said, sounding more sincere the second
time around. �You�ve been spaced out for quite a while now. I thought you�d
gone deaf.� He gave her a furtive glance.

�I...� she trailed off and felt her face heating. She kept
her face down and wished that the unusually perceptive monk wouldn�t see the
blush that was beginning to cover her cheeks. How on earth could she tell them?
How can she possibly say what happened to her three nights before?

What exactly is it that happened three nights
before, Kagome?, an amused voice whispered inside her head.

Oh God. There it was again. Those strange sensations
she felt whenever she relived the whole episode. Just the memory of seeing his
head in between her legs for one second and the mere recollection of feeling
the complete possession of his tongue�

�I... think it�s the heat.� She raised her arms, as if to
shield herself from the glaring sun. She glanced back at Miroku to see how he
would respond. He raised an eyebrow. �Oh?�

She squirmed uncomfortably. Shit, why does this have to
happen to me?

He sighed. �Yes. I think it�s definitely the heat, Kagome.�
He flashed a smile, showing off a perfect set of teeth. �Well, I�m off to see what�s keeping Inuyasha.� He stalked
off, leaving Kagome to stare after him. Somehow, his seemingly innocent
statements left her pondering at the tone that he delivered them in. Just how
much did Miroku suspect that something was up? And Inuyasha�

She shuddered. She didn�t even want to think about him; and
if he knew or not that there was something different. She didn�t know just how
keen a hanyou�s sense of smelling was. If there was any sign of Sesshoumaru�

She grimaced. A mere thought of the Lord of the Western
Lands was enough to make her uneasy. Her thighs seemed to be tightening
involuntarily at the most inopportune of moments. And she felt... she didn�t
know how to describe it. She just felt as if she�d been warped into a body that
wasn�t hers. Strangely pleasant... frustrating feelings that happened most of the
time.

She gazed up at the sky. It�s definitely the heat,
Kagome.

She grabbed her head with both hands and sighed aloud.

****

Sango was frowning intently at the food she was stirring on
the pot. Something was definitely wrong in the camp, she knew it. Ever since
that skirmish that happened; she didn�t even know exactly what transpired in
the forest. From the recounts of everyone involved in the fighting , all she
was aware of was that Kagome came back with a wound, and the hanyou Inuyasha
came back looking bloody and shaken.

Now everyone was acting strange. If Kagome wasn�t jumping up
at every sound that occurred, she was staring into space and looking like she
was sun-stroked. And the only time they ever saw Inuyasha was when he got
hungry and needed food. He always took the food someplace else. And Miroku� he was acting weirder than
usual. Was she the only one who knew nothing?

�Where is Inuyasha?� she demanded of the lecherous monk who
was closing the gap between the two of them quickly.

�Inuyasha?�

�Yeah. We haven�t seen him for ages.�

�Understandable, under such circumstances.� He cleared his
throat, and for a moment, Sango wondered if he did look a bit embarrassed.
Impossible. This was Miroku the lech. He had no word such as �shame�� in his
dictionary of pervertedness.

But now Sango�s curiosity was piqued. �What circumstances?�

Miroku suddenly began taking interest in his sandals.
�What�s for dinner, Sango-chan?� She frowned at his abrupt change of
discussion. �Ah, this and that.�

A pregnant pause ensued. �What circumstances?� she asked
louder, this time. �Houshi-sama?�

He sighed and began to leave. � Let�s just say he�s letting
something pass.�

�He said that?�

�More or less.� And then in a barely audible voice, he added
as if absently, �Sensitive nose.�

The demon-hunter raised her eyebrows. Sensitive nose? Now
what was that all about? She shrugged and continued stirring the hodge-podge as
soon as the monk left. Sensitive nose�
maybe Inuyasha was having some kind of cold and he didn�t want any of us to
catch it.

Not bloody likely. He�s a hanyou, remember? He doesn�t
get sick.

Maybe he�s tracking another demon. Or solving the problem to
all of this strangeness ever since that supposedly regenerating female Youkai�

�Need any help?�

She whipped around so fast that her hair almost injured
Kagome�s face.

�Sango! Careful!� she laughingly teased. �No need to get all
excited about my presence.�

The exterminator grinned. �You surprised me.�

�Thinking about a certain monk?�

She rolled her eyes. �Spare me.�

�Why not? His depravity aside, he looks fine for a male.
More than fine, in fact.�

The food that Sango was tasting nearly spurted out of her
nose. Was this Kagome talking? It was so out of character that she was
considering the thought of a parallel universe and demonic possessions. Right,
it must have been a possession. Sango frantically began rummaging through her
spells. She stopped as soon as she realized what she was doing.

Kagome blushed as soon as she felt the other woman�s intense
probing stare on her. �Wh..what???�

�Hah. Maybe you�re the one thinking about a certain
monk!� She laughed lightly. But she was surprised to see Kagome turned red at
her ridiculous accusation.

�You are?� she questioned the embarrassed girl in disbelief.

�NO WAY! I�m too busy thinking of�� she stopped before she
gave away the name.

Ah, and so the plot thickens. Now we�re getting
somewhere. �Of who?�

�Of no one!�

She racked her brain. It was highly likely. �Inuyasha?� she
inquired curiously, leaning closely to hear Kagome�s answer.

�I� I� Sango, stop pestering!� She shoved her friend back
towards the direction of the stove.
�Pay attention to your chores! Your soup is burning!� Kagome turned towards the
door.

�Aren�t you going to have dinner, Kagome?�

�No, I� I just had ramen.�

Her friend furrowed her brows. Ramen? She didn�t remember
Kagome taking any ramen with her this week. Before she could respond, the other
girl said, �I�ll just take some of your soup to Shippou. He�s dead tired from
chasing Kirara all day.�

�Okay. Are you going somewhere else?�

�I have been needing a bath since this noon...�

�I�d go with you�� Kagome�s eyes widened as soon as she
heard the words. �� but I�m still feeling a bit under the weather. Next time?�

The miko brightened immediately. �Sure! I�ll take some of
the food...� She took with her a bowl full of steaming food for the kit,
leaving a ponderous Sango standing alone in the hut.

****

Kagome was being driven insane. This was not the way she
wanted to go on the whole day. The this she was referring to was the
state of her underwear, which forever seemed to be� well, uncomfortably damp.
She grimaced in disgust. This was what? The fifth time? The fifth time she�d be
changing her underwear. Who the hell changed their underwear a five times in a
day anyway?

Stalking off into the springs, she inwardly fumed about the
general state of things while clutching her bag of toiletries and a fresh
change of clothes. Damnit, ever since that night�

No, Kagome, do not even think about him. Do not even
think�

The unbidden memory of his tongue lapping softly made her
groan. She had to face it. There was no way she was going to stop thinking
about what happened that night. There was no way she was going to able to keep
herself from becoming too� ah, passionate, these days . And like in some
alternate dimension, there was absolutely no way she was going to be able to
stop herself from lusting, yes, lusting, after
Sesshoumaru. The Lord of the Western Lands. The enemy youkai. The most
hated rival of Inuyasha. The arrogant� annoying� silver-haired� warm� virile�

God, shut up.

Dropping her things beside the same spring where she�d just
been assaulted three nights ago, she stood and stared at her reflection in the
water. So why was she here again? Oh yeah, because she hadn�t had a real bath
in three days. She had to make do with bottles of water and a sponge from
anxiety of going back to the �scene of the crime�. Truth was, now that she was
here, it wasn�t fear that she felt. Definitely not. Perhaps anxiety� maybe
apprehension� was it a kind of relief?

Excitement?

She shivered and berated herself in distaste. Excitement?

I am not excited.

She gazed out into the spot in the grass where the demon
lord had forced her down. Against her will, her mind replayed the moments of
her climax; she had convulsed the instant he thrust his tongue deeper.
Afterwards, she had lain there doing nothing while he finished�

Damn this. She wasn�t supposed to be aching to have that
arrogant bastard overpower her like that again. She wasn�t supposed to be
picturing what it would be like to have that mouth in between her legs again.
She wasn�t supposed to be�

�Wet once again?� came the derisive tone.

The hairs at the nape of her neck prickled as the lewd
statement flew past her ears. She didn�t need to turn around to figure out
whose voice it was that spoke the words. He was right there, behind her; she
could feel his warmth of his body emanating from where he stood. Felt his
presence even before the moment he spoke.

Sesshoumaru.

His timing was impeccable, of course. He just had to appear
at the instant where she was at the most embarrassing position of pulling her
underwear down her legs. There she was, standing in full view of Inuyasha�s
half brother, with her ass exposed and her fingertips drawing at each side of
her panties.

Before he could even utter so much as another degrading
word, she yanked them back up and immediately felt her face turning beet red.
Hastily, she yanked at the previously discarded blouse strewn across her feet.
She didn�t even bother with the bra and started fastening the buttons as fast
as she could. The skirt followed. The sooner she got dressed and out of here,
the better.

Damn. What the hell was he doing here anyway? She was
embarrassed and so irritated; she could sense his disdainful scorn radiating
two meters away from where he was standing. What was that he said?

Wet once again. Fuck, it didn�t even sound like a
goddamn question.

She momentarily looked down while reaching for her things�
and tried hard to ignore the evidently moist spot on her sheer silken pair of
panties. This certain pair was among the underwear given to her by my
classmates, just in case, they said, �if she wanted to be naughty�� Of all the
stupid days she could have worn them�

Wet once again.

Kagome felt herself heating up until the tips of her ears.
It wasn�t her fault that she ran out of decently opaque cotton ones. And why
was she even blushing? This conceited asshole had no right to comment on things
as private as� How dare he! She gave a look back, gave him a scathing look, and
then plucked her scattered things off the ground, fully intending to flee.
Forget the damn bath. Who needed baths anyway? She could live with sponges and
bottles forever.

But she had barely finished this thought when she found
herself being forced backward. Having the wind knocked out of her lungs, it
hadn�t even registered that her hands had already released their grip on her
things. Sesshoumaru�s hands had grasped her wrists painfully and raised them
above her head, his body moving forward until he had her fully pinned against
the rough bark of the tree.

�Running away, my little human?� he asked coldly, eyes
darkening as she tried to squirm against him, trying not to wince in pain.

The silver haired youkai searched her face thoroughly,
looking for a trace of malice, some sign of her scheme, some spell that was
making him behave as if he wasn�t in control of himself anymore. Some
explanation to why he was acting like this.

He saw none. All that was evident in her eyes was the anger
and the fear. For a moment, he glimpsed another thing, a darker, more primitive
emotion in their depths, but the next second she had blinked furiously at him,
and it was gone.

He inwardly cursed as the scent grew stronger, feeling
himself slip momentarily. He snarled at her, �What have you done to me?�

Eyes flashing, she retorted, �I haven�t fucking done
anything to you and you know it!�

How dare she scream at him? He raised his hand, claws poised
to strike at her face. Her flinch was almost imperceptible, but he saw it
before anything else. Before that false bravado of hers was in place. There was
a hint of a smirk in his mouth as she merely gaped at him when he curled his
fingers against his palm instead.

�What is this then?� came the mocking reply.

This? Kagome
was briefly wondering what the hell he was talking about when his right hand
took possession of both of her hands above her head, while the other came up her
skirt, and roughly pressed against the mound between her legs. She gritted her
teeth as his middle finger curved against her clothed slit and started lazily
stroking back and forth.

�Stop it,� she hissed, unable to stop from shuddering. �Why
are you doing this to me?�

He lowered his head to her ear. �Because I need it.� He
thrust upward against her hips and smirked before he slowly licked the inside
of her ear. �And because you want it.�

It took all of her strength not to shiver uncontrollably at
the delicious way his tongue was caressing her ear. �No, I don�t,� she
countered raggedly.

He pulled back, his eyebrows raised at her, and something
akin to dry amusement briefly crossed his face. As if to prove his point, his
finger drove itself deeper, somehow without destroying the cloth of her
panties. The moist silk covering her was stretched to its limit, and she
wondered how long it was before her meager strip of underwear ripped.

She gasped as he started caressing her clit through the
sheer material. Sesshoumaru stared at the expression on her face, her eyes
half-closed, wet mouth partly open as her head leaned in abandon against the
tree. Her breath came in shorter gasps as he went through the rhythm faster and
faster.

And then suddenly, he stopped. It was only then that Kagome
realized that he�d already freed her from his grip, her hands were clutching at
his shoulders, her legs indecently spread apart. Her unbuttoned white blouse
covered both of her breasts, yet somehow it made a more erotic picture than if
she were wholly naked. The look that he gave her bordered on contemptuous as
she blushed and tried to restore her state of disarray and get as far away from
him as possible.

Only to end up being shoved back again, and having the
buttons of her blouse clawed off. Her eyes widened as he positioned his mouth
on one side of her neck, nipping and biting. She gasped as he started to suck
hungrily at the skin, his hands pushing aside her blouse to cover her breasts.
She snapped as soon as she felt his claws lightly raking her flesh.

She felt him clutch her waist and kneel down before her. She
felt him pull her skirt off with one swift motion, felt his hot breath getting
closer to that aching area in her lower body.

�I�ve been smelling you the whole day�, was all he said
before she felt his tongue sweep over the heated strip of silk in one long
stroke. She braced herself, hooking her
arms on two lower branches on either side of her, as he continued to taste her
through the wetness of the silk. The texture of the silk thrusting inside her,
accompanied with the heat of his mouth�

�Please��

With a low growl, he savagely ripped the expensive cloth off
with his teeth and stared at her for a few seconds. Forcing her hips upward to
get better access, he plunged his tongue roughly into her open flesh, stroking
and caressing� Kagome was helpless
against repeated abuse of his tongue, and convulsed in a matter of minutes.
With her head tilted back, she was only half aware that he still tasted her
even after the tremors subsided.

She became alert, however, when he stood up and made turned
her around to face the bark of the tree. She cried as he raised her left leg
and violently thrust in two fingers inside her.

�Stop!�

He sunk his teeth into her neck. �Cease when you are still
wet?� He cruelly laughed as those long fingers of his rhythmically eased in and
out of her.

Against her will, Kagome found herself wrapping her leg
against the trunk of tree, pushing back against his insistent digits, the
coarse wood scraping her breasts and belly, putting her in a state of mindless
arousal. His palm was soaked with her juices, and she felt him smirk as he
ravaged the skin in on her neck. She knew that she was savagely grinding her
hips against his hand� she was moaning erotically with each pump of his
fingers, but she did nothing to stop herself; she was past the state of caring.

Kagome�s full blown moans snapped Sesshoumaru out of his
lust induced state. His eyes narrowed at the miko�s round supple hips thrusting
against fingers that were drenched in her desire. He gazed unbelievingly.

Was he just about to mate with her? This wench of
Inuyasha�s? The Lord of the Western Lands mate with a human girl?

Kagome felt herself nearing her climax. She was about to
explode� when she felt his movements altogether stop. She was still breathless
but the world partially righted itself as she put down her leg and turned
around. What she saw dumbfounded her.

Sesshoumaru, fully clothed, stood calmly before her. Kagome
felt weak and clutched one of the branches she had grabbed earlier. With his
tongue flicking across a damp finger, he regarded her with cool superiority,
eyes appraising her from head to foot.

Her eyes blazed. What fucking right does he have to play
with her like some� some toy� and look at her in that arrogant, fucking
insolent manner! As if she was the one who assaulted him! As if she was the one
who manhandled him! As if she was the one�.

Oh God.

But she gave in, didn�t she? Only to lose in the end. Anger
made her voice shake. �Don�t ever come near me again, Sesshoumaru.�

�Or what? You�ll tell Inuyasha, wench?� the look he gave her
was purely sardonic. She wanted to claw
his eyes out and feed them to---

�Fuck you!�

An eyebrow mockingly rose. �You wanted to.�

Her hand whipped out to slap him. But he was too fast and
gripped her hand effortlessly. He flung it away without a care and stepped closer to her. Kagome
cried as he painfully squeezed her breast and fondled her glistening
mound. �This is nice,� he said, sliding
a finger to make an emphasis, �but you are still human.�

She violently slapped both of his hands aside, and glared at
him. That was all she could do at the moment. What else could you do to a
youkai?

And he left her with the same cold, unaffected state as he
did three nights ago. She stared at the space he had vanished into, looking
serene and deep in thought. But inside, she was seething.

Bastard! I�ll
kill you the next time we meet.

****

Not too lame, nor raunchy, I hope. Thanks for dropping by�
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