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Captured and Trapped	By : StephanieG Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 43467 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hello dears!
Finally the new update is here.
Thanks to Pandora for the beta-work.
Warning: Be aware, hot chapter coming! Yes, you read right, if lemons aren’t your thing, skip this chapter. Don’t worry, if you don’t read this chapter, you still will be able to understand the storyline. You have been warned! As for you, my other perverted friends, have fun! ^_^
Disclaimer : I don’t own InuYasha
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Chapter 28 :
Lost of control
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Kagome came back to his side, smile on her lips, almost skipping with how happy she was to finally be clean. Her actions proved that she was unaware that he had been observing her as she bathed. Sesshomaru knew her character well enough to know that if she had been aware of his indiscretion, her return would have been with less smiles and more screaming. This time, in place of her pajamas, she was wearing a simple haori which was obviously ten times too big for her; effectively being big enough to almost reach her knees.
With only the glow of the bowls around the hot spring, Kagome hadn't been able to distinguish exactly the scars marring her skin, which she was quite happy about. She didn't want to spoil her good mood and was almost able to forget where she was and their current predicament for the few wonderful minutes she had been in the warm water. Rationally she knew that she shouldn't be too happy; after all, she was still trapped in the cave with Sesshomaru and her powers were still locked. On the positive side though, there were no ‘uglies’ captors tormenting them and no dement power-hungry hanyou torturing her, it was just Sesshomaru, whom she trusted completely, and herself. He would find the exit, of this she was sure of. It had been so long since her optimism showed its face that she almost joyfully giggled at her thoughts. Oh she had no delusions; she knew it probably would not last. The time would come that all her memories would assault her mind, causing her to doubt, making her become scared, crying constantly; for right now she will only live in the present moment, it is extremely important that she does this. Right now, it felt like all of these horrible things had happened to someone else, she intended to take full advantage of this moment of peace. She didn’t know if she was in some form of shock or not, and quite frankly she didn’t care either. She only wanted to think about how wonderful her bath felt and how she was going to fill her stomach next, even though it was only going to be with jerky. Although she has been eating the same stuff for days, it never tasted as good as it was today. She twisted up her still damp hair around one of her poor pens which had escaped the destructive curiosity of their captors, exposing her collar burdened neck.
She was so lost in her happy universe that she didn't even notice the tense posture of her companion. As she had put her bathing items in her bag and had finally sat down to eat and drink, she did remark that Sesshomaru had yet to put his armor back on, still she thought nothing of it.
It was while she was happily chewing, that extremely delicious jerky, that she finally felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up on end. She glanced towards Sesshomaru only to see that he was staring at her intensely. She flushed and started to fidget when his golden eyes stayed on her. Now that she had touched down from the LaLa Land, that she had currently been in, she realized that she could feel the dangerous youki, of the Inu sitting deceptively calm in front of her, fluctuate and poke gently at her contained aura. If she didn't know any better, she would think that the youki was caressing her sensually and trying to coax her...into something. What was it trying to coax her into? It didn't make any sense.
"Um... Do you want some more?" She asked nervously, pointing to the piece of dry meat in her hands.
He shook his head slowly with measured movement, his eyes still intensely fixed on her. She cleared her throat before adding.
"O-ok. Let me know if you change your mind. There is still some in the bag." She almost squeaked out.
It was downright creepy, she didn't know how to react to her companion’s sudden found interest in her; she just didn’t understand his current behavior at all. Ignoring strange behavior of males worked most of the times with InuYasha. ‘Just ignore what you don't understand or don't want to know and you will stay happy.’ She thought.
If only she would follow her own advice more and refrain from following her hanyou friend, when he suddenly ups and leaves. It wasn't like she needed to see what he was doing, to know what he was doing or more importantly, with who. Since she had been able to better control her powers and their growth, she could feel HER presence as soon as she was around; painfully so. Ignorance would have truly been bliss in this case; however, she discovered that ignoring Sesshomaru was a much more difficult task to do.
Had she not been a human or if her night vision had been better, she would have understood his strange behavior. She would have remarked that Sesshomaru's eyes were getting darker and darker...and would have noticed the prominent bulge in his hakama that he didn't even make a move to hide...
She finished the last piece of meat she had pulled out and drank some of the water before placing everything back in her bag. She retrieved the blanket and placed it on the ground, using her dirty pajamas as some kind of pillow. She was going to try to sleep alone tonight. Sesshomaru was right; he wouldn't be there to hold her hand all the time, because she was too much of a chicken to fall asleep by herself. Well, not today. She will show him that she was stronger than that.
She was just turning to get comfortable, forgetting his presence when Sesshomaru pounced on her...literally.
Before she could understand what was happening, she had ended up on her back with the demon Lord hovering over her, looking intensely down at her.
"Se-Sesshomaru?" He was starting to really scare her. She didn't know what was wrong with him.
All of his senses were focused on her. He breathed in deeply, inhaling the rich scent of the miko under him, his eyes closed. When they slide open again, a tint of red covered them. Up this close, Kagome was finally able to see it. Her breath caught in her throat when, ever so slowly, he descended towards her. His nose bumped hers slowly, gently, his eyes still fixed on her wide opened orbs as if trying to interpret her reactions.
She didn't react, didn't even move. Hell, she was even afraid to breathe. She didn't understand what was happening. She could not grasp what was going on in the Demon Lord's head to make him act so... unSesshomaru-like.
It was then that he bent down the rest of the way and kissed her. ‘Sesshomaru just kissed me!’ The air froze in her lungs and she didn't dare move, her mind short-circuited, unable to process what was happening.
His eyes stayed open, fixed on her as he went for a second kiss, followed by an open mouth trail towards her neck. Balancing his weight on what was left of his left arm, while kissing and nipping her neck, his right hand slowly caressed her exposed leg slowly making its way up to the belt keeping her haori closed.
Slowly, with great dexterity using only one hand, Sesshomaru rose just enough to open her haori, exposing her soft skin to the humid air of the cave, without even stopping his ministrations on her neck. As soon as the humid air hit her skin, she immediately snapped out of her frozen trance.
Body tensing up, she fearfully asked, "S-Sesshomaru? What-what are you doing?"
She tried to push him away, after one last lick to her now pink and sensitive neck; Sesshomaru raised his head enough to look down at her.
Silence.
"What are you...?"
"Isn't it evident, Miko?" His voice was raw. His hand enclosed her breast through the haori, caressing slowly around her nipple making it hard.
She looked up at him with wide eyes, her heart beating wildly, almost painfully in her ribcage. He bent down to whisper hotly at her ear. "This Sesshomaru is trying to coax you into engaging in an illicit sexual affair with him."
"W-what?"
He started to lick and kiss her neck again as if he couldn't get enough of the taste of this particular spot. His hand slipped inside her haori to open it wide and touch her skin directly for the first time.
"You c-can't do that!" She said, blushing furiously.
"And why not, Miko?" He said, without stopping his ministrations. His hand glided on her stomach and cupped her through her underwear. Her breath hitched. "...when it's obviously evident that your body desires this Sesshomaru."
"That's not.. that..." She couldn't finish her sentence as she finally moaned.
"Why deny it, Miko? You are already getting wet at the prospect." He stated as he played with her clit.
"It's wrong." She answered breathlessly. Her hands 'fisting' his haori, not knowing if she was trying to push him away or closer. At a particular strong twist of his finger, she arced off the ground.
"Why would it be wrong? We are two adults seeking some companionship and pleasure for the night. Will you deny this Sesshomaru, Miko? Will you deny yourself?" He continued to play with her as he talked making it difficult for her to think.
"S-stop."
"Do you find this Sesshomaru unpleasing to the eye, Miko?"
She couldn't lie. "No."
"Or is it that you would prefer someone else in this one’s current place?" He added in as an afterthought, a touch of cold tainting his voice.
She couldn't speak so she just shook her head, biting her lip; unconsciously, drawing his attention to her lips.
"What if my powers...?"
"That won't be a problem." One of his fingers bypassed her underwear and entered her slowly. She groaned with shamed when he showed her his finger.
"Your body is more than ready and willing to accept this Sesshomaru, Miko. Your powers won't be a problem at all." He finished, licking his finger while his intense hooded eyes stayed fixated on her, making her flush scarlet.
"I'm human."
"This Sesshomaru is aware. Even so..." He trailed off as he began grinding his obviously aroused phallus on her heated core.
He said it so casually; as if he was saying this kind of things everyday... it was mind blowing. He was sin made male and this God of Perfection wanted plain old her? In what strange universe did she fall into? He was looking at her with such intensity that without her accord, her body clenched in reaction.
He was hungry. Hungry for her taste, hungry for her touch, the feeling of her skin under his fingers, but the feeling seemed so uncontrollable, he willed his heart to slow down. He didn’t want to frighten her; he wanted her but all she needed to do was to just say the word and, even if it would kill him, he would stop. She was an innocent and her body was so frailly human, he had to reign in his beastly instincts.
He forced himself to go slowly. He didn’t want to scare her away before they even had the time to get started. His eyes fixated on her, to read her very expressions; his fingers wandered up her belly, circling her navel and continued their journey up. His fingers slid over her flesh, not stopping at any of the irregularities of her soft skin, caused by the scars, making her body all the more unique.
He traced the areola of her breast, the touch almost more a suggestion than real contact but it was enough to make her nipple erect, every nerve was electrified by his touch.
His lips fastened on the swollen nub, spreading this strange burning need through her belly. Taking his time to explore every curve, every angle of his partner’s body; this wasn’t in his nature but he couldn’t help but marvel at every inch of her skin, which was revealed to his eyes alone. Oh, he had never left any of his past conquest unsatisfied, but the seduction and the lull to compliance of the senses had never been necessary before either. Though none of his previous partners had been ‘squeamish’ virgins; they had been more than ready to satisfy his every need, ready to please, probably in the hope to gain some kind of power over him.
Though this wasn’t his first virgin either; he had been with several in his younger years, only later learning that the females got all the more clingy with their first partner, even when it had been established beforehand that it was just an one-time occurrence. He had since then avoided them; it was already complicated enough to get rid of the experienced females when finish, without adding juvenile foolish dreams on top of it.
But even as a virgin, youkai females just let their instincts guided them into action. This seemed to be something human females didn’t have, or it was at least less effective, like all their other senses. If he were honest with himself, he would say that he was taking his time, as much for her as he was for himself as well. This would be his first, and last, time with a human after all, he had to make it count.
Plus, this wasn’t just a simple rut with a faceless female. This was someone he looked at with high regard, now finally able to see the jewel hidden behind the crude coating of the humanity. No, she deserved better; she deserved for her first time to be unforgettable and he was more than ready to oblige.
He finally moved his attention to her other breast, giving it the same thoughtful attention. As his mouth was busy, so were his fingers, finally reaching her mount. His curious digits unfolded the petals of her sex gently and found it already moist. Mindful of his claws, the pad of his fingers softly caressed her quivering sensible skin. The pressure grew harder and his moves bolder, stroking against her swollen, eager nub. In the back of her mind, she pondered for a second about the disappearance of her underwear, she liked that pair. But two strokes later, the thought flew out of her mind completely.
He hadn’t been lying. While her mind was having doubts, her body was all but screaming ‘I’m yours, take me’. Having her at his mercy like this was empowering; his senses and ego were on overdrive.
Her body reared against his hand on its own accord, deciding to silence any residual doubt from her mind, fixated instead on how good Sesshomaru felt and how good it will feel soon. Her sexual curiosity was finally taking control; her fingers intertwined with his soft hair, clenching when his curious and overeager fingers brushing something deep in her. He continued to stroke over her damp core and swirled inside to find that button in her hot core, slick with her need. Her nails raked gently, sensually, on the base of his neck.
He let out an involuntary ragged breath. Pleasure coursed through him, that she was finally participating, fueled his need for her. It was undignified for someone of his stature to show such weakness in the arms of another but he was way past caring.
She was not ignorant to his reactions either, as the sounds made her back arch more firmly towards his awaiting mouth. She couldn’t think straight anymore.
With one last lick on her succulent nipple, he fixed her with his fierce deep amber eyes as his finger plunged deep in her. She gasped and her hips bucked against his hand. He reveled at the feeling of her tender muscles clenching around him; it was time! He couldn’t wait any longer.
Trembling with the need for control, because he did not want to scare or hurt her, he reached slowly for her thigh and spread her legs further apart to settle more firmly against her core. He then reached for his hakama to free himself. He couldn’t wait to finally be within her.
His erection sprang to life, finally free from his constricting hakama. His penis was heavy and thick, pulsing with his wants. Her core clenched, as if desperate to feel this emptiness of hers to be filled, when he guided his oh so sensible head of his phallus to her entry and proceeded to coat it with her wetness.
As he pushed the head of his shaft into her body, Sesshomaru shuddered with pleasure. She was like a velvety soft silk wrapped tightly around his penis. He nearly lost control and embarrassed himself then and there.
He slid out slowly and, in the same breath, entered her with a deep stroked, ripping through her innocence with just a little resistance; it was better to make it quick.
He was filling her up, stretching her to the maximum; she whimpered in pain. He held very still, as they could feel the tell tale of her past virginity flowing from their joining.
He told her in her ear softly to breathe and relax, that the pain would pass. Kagome knew that she was lucky. Years of traipsing all over Japan and battles against Jewel shard power-infused youkai had probably thinned the barrier distinguishing her as still a girl, in spite of her womanly body; she was a girl no more.
Kagome was strangely touched when, even as his face stayed stoic, Sesshomaru bent down and gently licked her few unstoppable tears, of pain, away. She could feel her body slowly adjusting and accommodating to his size.
Finally sensing her muscles relaxing, he moved back, the feeling made Kagome shamefully whimper, before thrusting back in. Again and again and again; he began to move in her and she was lost to everything but the feeling of his engorged phallus invading her body, a hard fullness that brought a fierce friction of intense pleasure.
The little noises escaping her delicate throat was driving him mad. The pain seemed to have ebbed away because, as he thrust as deeply as he dared without risking her still adjusting body, she reflexively arched and moaned in response.
She looked at him, shocked by the feeling now spreading in her, the pain just a dull ache now; he flexed and grinded against her, extracting another mew of pleasure from her beautifully inviting throat.
He bent down to lick and nip at the skin of her neck that was exposed around the collar, damning its presence all the same. It was unfortunately baring him access to much of the succulent flesh there. As his mouth was occupied, his hips gyrated; sending sparks of incredible pleasure each time his pelvis grinded against her sensible clitoris.
Her arms embraced his body as close as possible and her legs went of their own accord around his waist, making her even more open to him, much to his delight. She was burning hotter and hotter, gripping him more tightly. He was thrusting faster now, reveling in the way her body trembled and clenched with pleasure, the way her breasts jiggled with each jarring thrust, her eyes glazing over. He kept building a rhythm that was more and more intense.
Kagome was now quavering beneath him, her mind drugged and lost in a fog of pure bliss, the pain all but forgotten.
Finding a comfortable position was difficult; making him curse the absence of his other arm. It was difficult for him to build a rhythm as he would like in his current position and keep his balance at the same time. But Kagome didn’t notice his discomfort. To her deepening shock, with each stroke, he seemed to reach deeper and deeper in her, inch by inch. Discomfort danced with her mounting sensuous hunger.
Why didn’t she want to do this again? She couldn’t remember.
Her trembling hands slipped inside his opened haori, realizing that, while she was completely naked, he was mostly still clothed. She was craving to feel his skin against her heated body. After a couple of feeble attempts, the barrier between their bodies finally fell away; Sesshomaru paused only for a second, in his still too slow and torturous thrusts for her taste, to help her.
He raised just enough to get rid of the offending silken-haori and in this instant, their eyes met. It was then that she felt her powers rise in response at the growing and spreading aura of Sesshomaru. His red gaze stayed intently on her, a deep contrast to the tumultuous show of his restored powers. She stiffened and waited, frightened of the shock from her collar in response to either Sesshomaru’s powers or for their powers to collide violently one.
To her surprise, nothing happened. Her aura pulsed in concert with their moving bodies, answering the call of Sesshomaru’s youki and growing with each passing second. It only heightened their pleasure.
Her fingers dug into the smooth flesh of his back, trying to find a better leverage to answer each of his strokes, now getting deeper and harder. He was pounding into her with a bruising force now, but she just reveled in the fact that SHE was responsible for making Sesshomaru lose control.
The fullness was agonizing but she just wanted, no NEEDED, more; desperate for him to drive deeper, faster, again and again.
He was loosing control. He knew it and it frightened him but at the same time, he could care less. It had never been like this before; his youki answering to his coming orgasm. His claws and fangs lengthened with his mounting pleasure.
With the last string of his slipping control, he drove his claws in the ground just beside her head and his fangs in his bottom lip. He would not risk biting or hurting her.
A torrent of sensation spread throughout her body. She exploded in a spasm of immense pleasure, every muscle and nerve turned asunder. And when she thought that nothing could feel better, Sesshomaru came. Wave after wave of his semen exploded in her, hot and warm, filling her to the limit and sending her body into another mind-blowing orgasm. She absentmindedly heard his groan of pleasure close to her ear as she screamed her release.
Their auras which had built with each stroke finally exploded in a multitude of blinding lights, rendering them both unconscious...
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That’s it for now.
Just two chapters to go before the end of the first part!
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