Worth Waiting For | By : inumom Category: InuYasha > General Views: 6484 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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20. I Spy
The rest of the winter passed largely without incident. The suggested hunting trip had been a tremendous success, yielding two deer, four wild pigs, and numerous rabbits and ground birds. As planned, the carcasses were skinned, cut up into usable portions, and set out in the cold on woven mats to freeze before being stored in the garden shed. This would provide the family with more than adequate protein resources for the rest of the cold season, and even allow them to share some of their bounty with the villagers if necessary.
Nozomi still grew rapidly, crawling her way into everything before she reached three months of age. Although she seemed genuinely attached to the entire household, she recognized and responded to the voices of her parents above all others. Unlike her father, however, she became completely human at sunrise on the day of the full moon. Special care would have to be taken to protect her at these times until she matured sufficiently to care for herself.
Rin, having learned what was involved in bearing a child, now received an excellent education in caring for one. As was the case with so many young women, she began to dream of the day when she would have a child of her own. As part of her education, she began to sew household items that she would bring with her when she was mated: linens, covers for cushions, and the very beginnings of a quilt made from scraps left over from other household sewing projects. She also learned to knit by making small blankets for the children she would one day bear her future mate.
While all this was going on, the hanyou spent a part of each day in his workshop, preparing some new projects. While most would be sent to the village as trade goods, others would be used in the household itself. Rin assisted him three or four times a week, beginning work on some projects of her own, including some chests and trunks that she could start to fill with the household things she was making. Even though she had learned the practical aspects of building the furniture, she had not yet developed either the skills or the artistic “eye” necessary to decorate them to her liking. Inuyasha, however, volunteered to assist her in this part of the process as payment for her help with Nozomi. It was a simple enough thing to do: she would describe the kind of design she wanted, and he would carve it into the finished pieces with his claws.
*
By early March the weather had warmed up enough so that they could return through the well with Nozomi. As they had hoped, Kagome’s mother was delighted with her new granddaughter. If the woman was at all surprised that the three-month-old seemed so much more mature than most infants that age, she made no sign. She was, however, rather sorry that she wouldn’t be able to show any of her friends the baby pictures, though: that was, after all, one of the high points of grandmotherhood.
That was when a smiling hanyou--a sight she still hadn’t gotten used to--retrieved a handful of pictures from inside his haori. “We took some special pictures that you can show your friends. Because Nozomi is only part youkai, she becomes human for twenty-four hours every month, from sunrise at the full moon to sunrise on the next day.”
The older woman examined the photographs critically. “Her appearance doesn’t change nearly as much as yours does.”
Kagome laughed. “Of course not--she’s only a quarter youkai, rather than half. Her eye color changes to a sort of dark blue-grey, but her hair stays black. Of course, her ears change, too. And,” she continued, “She stays in her human form for a full day, rather than just from sunset to sunrise. Other than that--”
“She’s a normal hanyou, if there is such a thing,” her mate growled.
“You know,” the older woman said, “You could always bring here when she turns human. I mean, there don’t seem to be a lot of youkai around here any more.”
The child’s parents glanced at each other in a sort of silent conference, then Kagome nodded. “I think we’ll do that--at least some of the time. She will, after all, have to learn to protect herself in time, but I don’t think we have to worry about that until she gets a little older.” She ran her fingers idly across the fabric of the jeans she wore--she seldom wore clothing from her home world any longer, and it felt strange to be so confined by the heavy fabric.
Once the infant was sufficiently tired out by meeting her new relatives, she promptly went to sleep in the mesh playpen the older woman had kept at her house for their visits. Glancing down at her granddaughter, she asked, “So how is everything back there?”
Kagome spread her hands wide in a conciliatory gesture. “As you can see, we made it through the winter in good shape. We worked out ways to store fruits and vegetables for the cold season, and even froze some meat from a big hunting trip to get us through the winter--dried and smoked meat is fine, but it’s not quite the same as fresh. Remember that little girl we told you about? The one who used to travel around with Inuyasha’s brother? Well, she’s been living with us for almost a year now--supposedly to learn what she’ll need to know to be a good mate for some youkai lord. You see, Sesshoumaru has decided that it’s time to start looking for a mate for her--she’s fourteen now, and has become a woman. He figures that there are no human men good enough for a member of his own household, and refuses to consider any youkai beneath his own station for her. There’s also the added problem of her personality. Although she’s very sweet and agreeable most of the time, she has this willful streak. If she decides that she doesn’t like the mate Sesshoumaru picks for her, there’ll be hell to pay.”
“Well, what exactly does she want?”
“That’s the funny part. We talked about that a couple of times. As near as I can tell, what she wants is Sesshoumaru, although she’s never actually said that.” She paused to glare briefly at her mate as he snickered at the thought of his almighty youkai brother mated to a human. “You see, Sesshoumaru doesn’t like humans at all. He especially doesn’t like humans mating with youkai.” She shook her head. “I just don’t get it.”
The hanyou looked up. “That’s for sure. Haven’t you figured it out yet? There’s a reason why Sesshoumaru always raises so much hell about humans. I think,” he said, shaking his head slowly, “That he’s somehow drawn to them, and that scares the hell out of him. You see, he always looked down on our father because he took a human mate after his mother died, but he’s honest enough with himself to recognize those same stirrings in himself. Why else would a youkai lord resurrect a human child and keep her with him for all those years? Why else would he want to make sure she had the education necessary to make her a good mate? Hell, he probably doesn’t realize it himself yet, but it’ll hit him like a lightning bolt when he comes to take her back home until he can find a mate for her.”
His mate shook her head. “I hope you’re right. The education she’s been getting with us isn’t exactly what’s usual for a noble lady where we live--granted, she can read, she cooks and sews very well, knows quite a bit about healing, and she’s wonderful with Nozomi, but she also hunts, gardens, builds things with her hands, and can fight nearly as well as her teachers, especially with a sword. I really hope that Sesshoumaru doesn’t change his mind and try to mate her to a human man, especially one of high rank: being so restricted like that after the freedom she’s had all her life would probably kill her.”
The older woman nodded but said nothing, having dealt with a similar situation with her own daughter. That was the reason she had never especially encouraged her to become closer to Houjou, and would probably have gone out of her way to discourage her if she had in fact been so inclined.
Although the visit was a brief one, due to the obligations of the household back where they lived, it provided everyone involved with a break from their usual routines. With a promise to return soon, the young family descended through the well, returning home.
*
Just two days after their visit to Kagome’s world, Inuyasha surprised his mate by presenting her with a long strand of pearls that had belonged to his mother. After all, not only was it her birthday, but it was also the anniversary of the day she had first appeared in his world, freeing him from the seal that had held him suspended against the Goshinboku, as well as the first anniversary of the day that they became mates. In addition, he presented both his mate and daughter with long coats made from the hides of deer he had brought down in village hunts. As he explained it, the shafts of deer hair were hollow, providing unparalleled insulation against the cold.
For her part, Kagome gave her mate a black silk robe decorated with a red dragon on the back. Although the workmanship was everything he had come to expect from anything she turned her hand to, he was more touched that she had taken the time and effort to bother--he understood, better than anyone, just how hard she worked to make her little family a success.
Still, they decided to make it a quiet evening spent simply being together. Rather than spending the night in passion, they chose instead to talk long into the night, communicating with soft touches and gentle words. They had both had a long day working around the household, and since Kagome seemed to be coming down with a slight early spring cold, neither wanted to disappoint the other by being too tired for anything more physical.
There would be time for that later.
*
By the end of March, they had been in residence for more than a year, and were working on making the next winter even more comfortable than the last. Seeds for tomatoes, peppers, melons, and gourds were all started and placed in the greenhouse. The last of the frozen foods had been used, and plans were made to build a separate shed for the storage of such items in the future.
Since it had been a year since Rin had been left with the family, she was hoping that she would soon be retrieved. Although she had grown to love all of the people with whom she had been living, she missed her life with the youkai lord. She took to spending every spare moment in the forest, watching for any sign that she would soon be going home.
It was on one such excursion when the young woman heard voices speaking in a nearby clearing just a little upstream of the household’s hot spring. Moving with the stealth refined by her experiences in hunting game in the forest, she approached slowly, staying downwind of the people speaking together in quiet voices. She thought little of it until she heard her name mentioned. Moving nearer, she could see the hanyou and his mate sitting together next to the stream from which they got most of their fish.
Flattening herself to the ground, she peered out from beneath a brushy shrub, ears alert for any further mention of herself. A white-furred ear flicked momentarily, attracted by some sound in the forest, and the hanyou pulled the woman closer to him. “He could be coming any time now.”
She shook her head. “I just wish I knew what he would think of what we’ve done. I really do want her to be happy, but if he tries to find her a human mate, I can’t see anything but disaster ahead.”
“You said it yourself. Her education isn’t what a human lord would want--she’s learned to think for herself. She really is better suited to a high-ranking youkai.”
“But that’s the problem. You’ve always told me how much youkai hate other youkai who take human mates--look at what happened to your own father because of it. What youkai lord will want to take that kind of risk, even if it does mean an alliance with Sesshoumaru?” She reached up to stroke the soft fur on the outside surface of his ears, smiling as his eyes began to close and he pulled her closer to drink in the scent of her growing arousal.
“You know,” he murmured, “You haven’t done what you told my brother you would do.”
She released his ears, pulling back slightly to look at him in puzzlement. “What are you talking about?”
“You told Sesshoumaru you would teach her everything she would need to know to be a good mate, right?”
“That’s right. What’s your point?”
He laughed softly. “You left out the most important lesson.”
Kagome was confused. “She’s learned sewing, cooking, healing, building, hunting, how to care for children, even fighting. What else is there?”
“The very most important thing for a mated woman to know.” Before she could question him further, he bent his head, silencing her with a passionate kiss.
When he finally released her, she murmured, “You might be right,” against his chest. With a quick glance at the shrubbery around them, he lay her back on the grassy bank, carefully opening the front of her kimono. “So very beautiful, love….”
As he leaned over her to kiss her again, she tore at the ties holding his own clothing shut, releasing his arousal from its confinement. He pressed soft kisses down her neck, pausing at each breast for a quick nibble at each erect peak, moaning slightly at the taste of the milk she was producing for their daughter. Her hand closed around his member loosely, and she began to move it slowly up and down the length. His breath caught in his throat, and he massaged her breasts softly, listening to her gasp at the sensations going through her body from his attentions.
She pushed him away, rising to her knees to slide the kimono from her shoulders. She slowly kissed a moist trail down from his lips, teasing his nipples to an almost painful tightness with her lips and tongue before continuing her journey. As her lips closed around the tip of his member, he moaned loudly, tangling his hands in her hair. She moved her head slowly up and down his shaft, licking lightly along the sensitive underside as she brought him nearer to his release.
His hips began to move, matching her rhythm at first, then thrusting madly in an effort to attain the release he could feel building in his loins. Still kneeling between his thighs, she held him by both hips, slowing his movements and prolonging the pleasure he received at her hands. He was panting now, his skin covered with a sheen of sweat from the strain of trying to delay his release so that he could pleasure her as well. In a sudden movement, she forced her lips down over his arousal, taking him fully into her mouth, sucking hard for a moment as he tipped over into his release, screaming in passion as he poured his seed down his mate’s throat.
Taking a moment to lick him clean, she returned to his side, kissing him deeply. “Remember what you said your one regret about Nozomi was--that we didn’t have as much chance to make each other scream any more? That’s why I wanted to come out here today.”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he rose to his knees, pushing her down to the grass beneath her, grabbing her hips in both hands and raising them to his face so the her feet were dangling above the ground, her weight supported on her upper arms. “My turn now, love.” Leaning forward, he drew closer to the intoxicating scent of his mate’s readiness. Burying his face in the source of the demanding fragrance, he nibbled lightly at the sensitive bit of flesh above her opening before taking a painfully slow lick from the nub at the very front all the way to the back of her entrance. She cried out as he repeated the caress, holding her tightly to prevent her from writhing free of his embrace. He continued on his leisurely attack on her body, determined to give her at least a first climax before taking her. He alternated the long, slow licks with rapid flicks of his velvety smooth tongue against her most sensitive spot until she stiffened in his arms, shrieking as she thrust her hips further back against him in her release.
Only then did he replace her on the ground, face up. He kissed her deeply, murmuring, “I told you I’d make you scream, love, but we’re not nearly finished yet. Are you ready for me now?” Reaching down, he was not surprised to discover that her juices were now flowing freely, coating his fingers as he tried to gauge her readiness. He removed his fingers from her tight channel, licking them clean as he savored the unique taste of his mate. Bending forward, he licked at the milk that had begin to leak from her breasts at her orgasm, causing her to shudder and moan with renewed desire.
He drew his claws lightly over her skin, watching with something like amusement as she writhed on the grass, thrashing her head as she began to beg for her release once again. The sight, sound, and scent of her desire for him was making his already erect member even harder, so he leaned forward, placing the tip against her entrance, and pushed into her body with one smooth stroke. He moved his arousal slowly in and out of her, bringing his hands up to rub her hardened nipples with his thumbs as he spoke. “Do you like this, love? Are you ready yet? Or would you like me to stop for a while?”
“More…please….” she moaned, and the hanyou was only too happy to comply. He plunged his arousal in and out of her body furiously, not stopping until the tightening of her muscles around his member told him that she was only seconds away from her release. With an effort of pure will, he tore himself from her body, lying back on the grass and positioning her above him. He lowered her slowly onto his throbbing member, hoping that he would be able to maintain enough control to give her the ride he had been planning for the very first chance they got. He moved her slowly up and down on his shaft, thrusting his hips to get the deeper penetration that would help her to reach the release she craved so deeply. She suddenly took control of their movements, grinding her hips down against him, making him groan with the pleasure and pain of repeatedly mating. She ground down on him three times, four, then screamed his name as she climaxed yet again, collapsing against his chest.
He allowed her to rest like that for a moment before pulling his aching member from her and setting her back on the grass. Holding her hips with one hand, he carefully lowered her head toward the ground with a slight pressure on her upper back. Holding her in that position for a few seconds, he rammed his arousal into her hard and fast, causing her to cry out beneath him. Moving in her with powerful thrusts, he reached around the front of her body to rapidly massage the hardened nub. She stiffened again, moving her hips back against him, as she cried out yet again in her ecstasy. Finally, he leaned forward, sucking at the scar on her shoulder. Her muscles tightened around him, and he howled his pleasure as he spilled his seed deep in her yet again.
Without pulling his softening member from her body, he rolled them over so that they were lying on their sides in the grass, shooting a look directly into the forest near the clearing they often used when they needed to mate without the risk of disturbing others.
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