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Chapter Three
The Hunt
By OriginalSinner
Disclaimer:
I do not own the characters in this story and the concept of Inuyasha
and these characters come from Rumiko Takahashi.
Enjoy ~_^
Sesshoumaru tasted the air. Yes, he had much
more important things to attend to other than kicking his half-smart brother’s
arse into next week. He would thoroughly enjoy this spontaneous escapade of
tracking down his prey. Of that he was
certain. He picked up her scent and his
blood began to boil in his veins at the prospect of the hunt before him. The beast within him strained against its
bonds to be released, aching to be set free so as to feast upon his prize.
Sango ran blindly, unaware of where she was going and not really caring as an
ominous realization settled upon her.
Her long, ebony hair clung against the skin at the nape of her neck,
irritating her to no end as the tips of her damp hair stung her sensitive
flesh, whipping against her back with each impressive stride she took. She smashed her way through the thick
undergrowth of the dusk darkened forest with her giant boomerang, panting
heavily as she stealthily maneuvered her way through the entanglement of roots
and vines that carpeted the forest floor. Velvety moss and succulent, spongy
groundcovers cushioned her bare feet as she pushed herself onwards, alleviating
an otherwise painful trek. Despite this
fact, every now and then she still felt the scathing sting of an awkwardly
positioned branch tear at the tender flesh on the soles of her feet. In her harried effort to leave the
humiliating situation in the clearing earlier on, Sango had unintentionally
forsaken her shoes in the process, so as to make her exit as quick as
possible. The warm stickiness exuding from
between her toes and the arches of her feet indicated to her that she would
soon have to bind them somehow to stem the scent of her blood seeping into the
sultry, summer evening air.
The shadows of the ancient oaks loomed
ominously over the determined taijiya as her heart beat wildly in response to
her threatening situation, thrashing about madly within her ribcage with an
increasing tempo that steadily escalated with her rising insecurity. She could feel the blood pounding in her
head with every stride she took and her lungs screamed out for air,
begging her to slow down to catch her breath.
Coldness enveloped her very being and the smooth, downy hairs at the
nape of her slender neck stood to attention in rigid unease. She was
being followed. Although she could sense no youki, she knew that her pursuer
was not of human blood. The woods were
a very dangerous place for a young woman to be at this time of the
evening. Her stalker could have been
any number of sexually frustrated or bloodthirsty youkai looking for its
evening meal or entertainment, or both.
But a small, quiet voice in the back of her mind already announced her
pursuant. For some reason she knew
quite sure that the lord of the western lands was following her.
‘For crying out loud! Don’t be such an idiot Sango…’ she admonished,
screwing up her face and discrediting her natural instincts.
Shaking that preposterous and unwelcome thought from her mind, Sango
gritted her teeth in disgust as she contemplated how much of a sick rush the
thing that followed her was deriving out of her knowledge that she was a hunter
well aware of what it now felt like to be the hunted. Let alone the fact that she was not only
pushing herself to the limits in her effort to thwart her stalker, but
in the process was bleeding as a result.
She could feel the bilious taste of bile rising in her gullet as she contemplated the
fact that her pursuant was well aware of her trials, and her tribulations were
no doubt making the sicko’s cock hard as stone. What pissed her off even more was the fact that she was still
convinced in her heart, if not her mind, that the twisted freak that lurked in
the shadows behind her was none other than Inuyasha’s older sibling.
But try as she might, the slayer could not
find one legitimate reason on earth why he would he be following her,
and she dared not even open the vault to the part of her mind that entertained
the thought that perhaps Sesshoumaru may have held a hint of ‘intrigue’ toward
her. She was quite aware of the strange side-glances
he would often throw in her direction whenever Inuyasha was unfortunate enough to
have a run in with the dog demon.
‘You’re an idiot Sango… stop it!’ she again
chastised, embarrassed to even contemplate that she could think that a
magnificent male (albeit demon but male nonetheless) would even consider her
worthwhile making the effort to throw a side glance for. She was having herself on going down that
little path of speculation, but what other reason would he be following her
for? She had never had an altercation with the demon lord and as far as she could remember, her and her kindred had always been on pretty good terms with the stoic lord, keeping to themselves and erradicating rogue youkai that threatened to challenge the peace of his lands. If anything, Sango had been sure that the inu prince held an aloof respect for her and her kind.
‘If he even is you twisted
twit…’ she admonished as she bypassed a small crevasse by a small, natural
spring, scanning the area before her the best she could with her limited 'human'
sight in the now quite dark forest.
Sango continued to ponder the situation. Sure enough Sesshoumaru had his obvious issues with Inuyasha, but
she had always felt an uncertain ease when in the taiyoukai’s presence. Unable to discern why the dog demon would
waste his time following her, rationality finally dawned upon the girl that
irrelevant the reason, it was a particularly unfavorable debarcle to be
in. If it were Sesshoumaru, she knew
him well enough to know that when he caught up with her, he certainly wouldn’t
be asking her to join him for tea!
Sango shuddered instinctively with fear at the thought of being stalked
through the dark forest by the cold inu lord. He had never before made an
effort to try and hurt her, but after today’s bizarre happenings, who knew what
could be going on in the psychotic inu-youkai’s head?
‘Don’t be stupid girl – he’d probably still be going toe to toe with Inuyasha’,
she tried to calm herself. ‘But whoever it is that is following this taijiya
will be in for a rude shock if they don’t fall back soon…’ she decided as she
formulated a plan in her head to addle her tracks so that whoever it was would
give up on her trail. ‘That is of course, unless it’s a hungry monoke looking
for its dinner’, she supposed. ‘And if that’s the case it will be a very sorry
creature indeed!’
Sesshoumaru grinned when he tasted the taint of her fear in the air and
chuckled inwardly when it dissipated just as quickly as it had teased his
nostrils.
‘So you are a true taijiya indeed
woman’, he mused, raising a finely arched eyebrow sexily in contemplation. She
seemed to have been aware of just how intoxicating her fear would be to a
predator such as himself. Too late to compensate with her false bravado. No matter
how much a brave face she outwardly projected, he internally howled in triumph
that his prey was perplexed to the point of letting her guard down and
unintentionally allowing her fear of the unseen thing that lurked her, permeate
into her surroundings.
Sesshoumaru had no idea as to what he was
going to do when he finally caught her. He had given that very little thought,
too consumed in the rush of the hunt and the dizzying delight he attained from
knowing that he would soon show the evasive little female what it was like to
be dominated in both cunning, stealth and strength, when he finally
asserted his prowess by claiming his prey.
Only now had the thought occurred to him as to how he would claim
his female upon accomplishing his mission.
As much as he wanted to throw her to the
forest floor and claim her like a true bitch, he realized that such an action
would be considerably unacceptable. She
was a human. He would not be able to treat her as his instincts desired. To take her the inu way would be considered
to these small minded ningen creatures as taking her by force. Sesshoumaru growled. The thought repulsed him that the greatest
compliment he could bestow upon a female would be considered the greatest
insult to her kind. This was why
he had hated his unnatural affections for the human huntress in the first
place. She would never understand what
an honour it would be to have him ravish her the way he would have intended had
she been a demoness.
No. He
would not take the taijiya by force. He thought back to her conversation at the
hot spring. She was innocent and human,
and he cursed himself for wanting to claim something so small, fragile and
inexperienced. He would no doubt break the petite female even if he did restrain
his animal lust. There was no way he could claim his prize the way he would
normally have, had she been an inu bitch. Forceful. Domineering. Overpowering
that which he had rightfully conquered in his hunt. And conquer and tame the
feisty human woman he most certainly would. Of that he had no doubts. He
just didn’t want to break the tiny thing in the process. Sesshoumaru decided to
push the logistics to the furthermost part of his consciousness and focus on
the sheer bliss of allowing his carnal self claim control of his usually
impassive demeanor.
It took the youkai lord all the self-control
he could muster to contain his youki and not give away his vantage point as he
envisioned the taijiya’s limbs wrapped possessively around his torso whilst he
took her to unimaginable heights of pleasure.
His mouth watered at the vision as he began to contemplate the many ways
he could seduce his female to prepare her for what he knew would be the one of
the most delectable experiences to date.
But what’s this? The woman was endeavoring to throw him off her trail? He smirked.
What an absolute pleasure. She
was demonstrating herself to be quite the strategist, which in turn made the
blood in his veins roil with anticipation of finally outwitting her. The provocative little female was definitely
calling out to something carnal within him, satisfying his animal lust in ways
he hadn’t thought possible. Sesshoumaru was sure that once he had the taijiya,
he would not be satisfied. If her taste and texture were anything as intoxicating
as her scent and cunning, he would be sure to claim her again, and again…
His grin widened as he took off his armour and
placed it against the crook of the tree branch he now stood in. The inu-lord
raised his face to the star filled sky and allowed the cooling evening breeze
to caress his heated flesh. He inhaled
deeply of the conglomeration of different and distinct smells that made up the
forest, his heart beating excitedly in his chest when he could no longer detect
the sweet allure of the woman he hungered for.
So she had managed to mask her energy signature as well as hide her
intoxicating scent from him, affirming what his primal self already knew. She was worthy of being his
prey. The woman was proving herself to
be an unexpected treat. Even youkai had
trouble masking their trails from him.
The woman was exhibiting superior skills even for most demons let alone
for a human, he admitted as he once again honed his keen senses in on the
divine, raven-haired nymph, faintly detecting her life force, which she had
obviously gone to a great effort to cloak.
‘Oh Yes. This will indeed be fun…’
he grinned as he took to the upper branches of the forest canopy with graceful
agility.
The handsome youkai lord quickly found her trail and before no time, caught up
to his prize, deciding to stay back amidst the treetops and indulge in
watching the taijiya as she attempted to throw him off her trail. Sesshoumaru
ran his tongue over his lips as he took in her defensive form, his hand
instinctually making its journey down to his throbbing nether regions. The taiyoukai once again began stroking his
aching erection through the silky fabric of his hakama as he concentrated on
the consternation-filled woman beneath him.
She looked so beautiful in her uncertainty. He could see that she knew the thing that lurked her was upon
her. Now all she could do was prepare
herself for the impending attack. He
could hear her rapidly beating heart, smell her sheer determination to outwit
that which stalked her, and see the tiny beads of perspiration glisten on her
skin as the rising moon cast its silvery beams upon her velvety flesh. The
sound of blood rushing through his ears was all to be heard as he lost any
sense of rational coherence. His eyes
bled over a fierce crimson hue and his body seemed to ignite as his demonic
transformation took over, freeing his beast from the chains that had kept him
bound for far too long.
A territorial growl surpassed his lips. The taijiya stopped dead in her tracks,
trying as hard as she could to suppress the fear that threatened to exude from
her very being into the cool night air to tempt the owner of the frighteningly
feral snarl, even more than she supposed it already was. Upon seeing the
taijiya wage a war with her emotions in the attempt to stay in control of her
helpless situation, he grasped onto the thick shaft of his impressive youkai
cock and stroked himself as best he could through the confines of his now
uncomfortably constrictive pants. He closed in on her and watched as she stood
deadly still, clutching her boomerang in a death grip, slowly crouching down
into an attack position. How could he have ever thought that this beautiful,
feisty female could be beneath his interest? He honed his extraordinary vision
in on the delicious prey below him and growled deep in his chest yet again when
he saw her pupils dilated with fear, her jugular pulsing rhythmically as her
pounding heart rushed her adrenaline fueled blood through her body. He could
hear his own blood roar in his ears as the world around him turned red and the
predator in him took over.
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