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Under a Silver Moon	By : inuyoukai8 Category: InuYasha Crossovers > General Views: 13121 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lilian lay back against the linens as Sesshoumaru’s clawed hand teased the tender flesh of her throat. Youko cupped her breast, tweaking a nipple between the slightly callused pads of his fingertips. His hot mouth was on her neck, kisses scattering over her shoulder and then his silver head dipped lower to catch her peak in his mouth.
She shivered against him, one hand threading into his shining hair to hold him close. Over his head she met Sesshoumaru’s gaze. Her cheeks flushed. This was just not done.
Sesshoumaru felt the wave of self-consciousness move through her.
To hell with that.
“Human morals have no place here. Not with us.” he rumbled gently to her, his lips sliding against hers. His tongue teased against her lips and Lilian slowly opened for him. Her own tongue reaching for him. When the wet appendages touched she jolted at the near electric sensation.
Sesshoumaru heard the sweet moan escape from her. His large hand cradled her jaw, keeping their mouths fused as Youko moved lower. Pressing wet kisses to her stomach, his fingertips teasing the underside of her breasts.
She tensed when his head moved between her thighs, lapping and licking, the fox rumbling against her core. Sesshoumaru’s hands swept over her abandoned breasts and he cupped them.
Lilian felt her resistance crumble and then shatter completely as the two powerful males worked her body into the oblivion of orgasm. Silver gods of erotic strength, untold power moved against her.
She was lost in them, to them. Sinking in a silver sea of sensation. She had to touch.
She turned her head towards Sesshoumaru, “I need…” she whimpered. Her eyes locked on the hard heat of him inches from her face.
He nodded and angled them both, so that she was on her knees and he was sitting against the pillows. Lilian moaned as she lapped at the flared head of him. Tongue teasing the edge of him. Youko rose up behind her, watching the lovely vision before him.
He moved to press kisses along her spine, tongue swirling over each little ridge of her as she teased the Taiyoukai with hints of pleasures to come. Youko raised his hand to twine it in the inky curls at the back of her head and slowly forced her to envelop the dog demon with her mouth. “That’s it, take him in” he crooned to her.
He leaned back as she began to move, the sucking sounds and soft humming moans making his length thump against his stomach.
The fox licked his lips as Sesshoumaru let his head fall back, mouth opening in his bliss. Youko angled himself to lie on his back, head between her thighs. He traced his fingertips over the slick lips of her sex.
Lilian moaned around Sesshoumaru’s length as Youko began to tease her with his lips, tongue and fingers.
Caught between them, she shook and trembled. She slid off of Sesshoumaru as Youko brought her to scalding orgasm. Her head fell back and she screamed for him, his clawed hands tightening on her bottom as he continued to lap and tease.
Her cried becoming whimpers and she tried to escape that blissful tongue, dancing on that knife’s edge between pleasure and pain. He slipped from beneath her to behind her. His hardness pressing against her core and she groaned as he pulled her back onto his length.
He was still large for her and she dropped her brow to rest against Sesshoumaru’s lower stomach. Her shoulders tense as the fox seated himself within her.
When he began to move she cried out his name again. Youko smirked with male satisfaction as he reached forward and pulled her upwards against his chest. His hips slapping upwards against her. His hands on her hips forcing her down hard on him.
Sesshoumaru leaned forward and lapped at her lower lip, fingers pinching hard nipples. One hand sliding down to press against her pearl as Youko pumped into her. He pressed himself to her chest. Her mouth opening against his own pale pebbled nipples.
Her blunted human teeth catching his flesh, making him groan and growl. His hand clasping her head as she worked her way higher. When she bit down on his neck, he nearly roared. He dragged her forward and ravaged her mouth, Youko leaned back and reached to a box beside the bed and pulled out the item they would need.
Sesshoumaru was eating at Lilian’s mouth, his clawed hands sliding over her pale flesh. Those deadly claws leaving light red trails in their wake. The marks of his passion leaving a lovely tattoo against her skin. Youko laid his hand against her hip, stroking gently as he teased the pucker between her cheeks. She tensed for a moment and he pressed his fingers more firmly against her.
She moaned, breaking the kiss with the western lord to look over her shoulder at him. Youko licked the corner of her mouth, teasing her with his tongue. When he slowly pressed a finger into that tight channel she whimpered against his mouth and he finally took her kiss.
His slick fingers teasing and pumping into her. Clever fingertips stroking the flesh of her insides.
She was panting against them now. Her hands frantic to touch them, her caresses fleeting in her growing need. Youko deemed her relaxed enough and pressed the plug against her. Her eyes went wide a t the momentary stretch and then suddenly it was lodged within her.
“Oh!”
“You’ll like this” the fox breathed against her lips, his fang catching the soft pillow of her lower lip.
The plug fit snuggly, making odd sensations inside of her and Lilian felt flushed and overheated. When Youko slid back inside of her the world went white.
The group of demons moved stealthily through the scattered trees of the woodline. Senses focused to track any hint of the Mekharat.
Ahead of them the darkness shifted and they halted, stiff and alert.
Ruby eyes melted out of the darkness as the first appeared before them. “Fools” she hissed at them, hatred dripping from her lovely carmine lips, “She would have been an easy target had you hurried. Now they are waking her!”
“We feel only your presence Mekharat” one of the boar demons growled at her, not wanting to meet her gaze fully.
She cocked her head at him, “Can you not feel it?” she purred darkly, her mouth opening to taste the wind, "Can you not taste the sweetness of it on the wind? You must hurry in a few days she will be fully awakened and very powerful.”
Her crimson eyes narrowed as she felt a presence near her and glanced over her shoulder as the last Mekharat winked into sight. “You are losing” the golden woman said in a hard tone, triumph gleaming in her kind eyes.
The first moved to stand nose to nose with her, “That is not yet decided. She has that inherent weakness that her society breeds into women of this day.”
The last glared in askance.
The first laughed, her tinkling silver bell of laughter carrying on the wind, “Doubt. Self-doubt. It shatters even the strongest.”
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