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Strange Love	By : Nelsonbannaba Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Jaken/any female Views: 4996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: You people are sick, sick, sick! And I�m the sickest of them all since I am writing this story. Read, review, flame, whatever. Just glad that you are enjoying yourself. I am.

Disclaimer: I don�t own Inuyasha.

Rin woke up cold and stiff, shortly before dawn. She experimentally flexed her legs as her senses slowly returned to her. She realized that she was lying outside on a rough blanket, rather than in her sleeping chambers. And not all of her was cold, in fact, parts of her were actually quite warm. For a moment, she simply enjoyed the sensation of the warmth against her back and hips, as if there were an exceptionally warm body nestled against her from behind. She could hear a steady, rhythmic snoring which was slowly drawing her back into a deep sleep.

Her eyes flew open. She knew that snore.

Jaken!

The events of last night flooded back to her, causing her stomach to experience a sickening drop.

It did feel good, after all? What would it hurt if we�

No, it was just a dream. It must have been. No need to panic. Rin slowly twisted her head around to look behind her, careful not to move too fast and wake the snoring imp.

She could see the top of Jaken�s bare green head snuggled against her back. She craned her head and looked a little further down. Jaken was half-naked, his kimono open to the waist and his pants rumbled and unevenly situated about his hips.

Rin sat bolt upright, suppressing a high-pitched scream, and scrambled up and off the blanket and towards the nearest building. Clutching at her heaving stomach, she rushed, still stumbling, towards what served as an indoor bathing area. She almost didn�t make it.

She needn�t have worried about having woken the imp, though in her frightful haste, the thought never actually crossed her mind. Jaken only mumbled something about slow-roasted dragonflies and shifted himself noisily, still fast asleep.

�Rin,� he hissed in her ear, �do you like this Rin?�

Rin thought she would never stop retching. The contents of her stomach had been completely emptied and despite this the horrible retching continued.

His hand pressed against the folds of her kimono, working its way through the outer layer. She could feel the warmth of his fingers through the material as they pressed experimentally around the hard knot between her legs. She gasped at the delicious warmth those ministrations were causing to build there with each gentle caress of his fingertips. Rin reached up and caught his forearm, forcing his hand to press harder and causing more of the increasingly delightful sensations to course through her body.

�Mmmm,� she moaned, lost in a heady feeling threatening to overwhelm her. Dimly, she could sense Jaken tensing behind her, grinding the lower part of his body against her.

And then, just when she thought the sensations could not feel any more pleasurable, a sudden rush of warmth spiked through her abdomen and she cried out as her orgasm overtook her.

Rin was curled up into a ball on the smooth, cool wood of the bare floor. She was shaking and her stomach was still trying to flip-flop. Her emotions were shifting between a cold, lost feeling deep in her gut to sporadic rushes of guilty desire as she remembered one detail after another from her nighttime sexual encounter.

Why did it have to be him? Why him? Things will never be the same again. What if Sesshoumaru-sama finds out?

Even the thought of Sesshoumaru-sama did not bring on the worshipful and blissful feelings she normally experienced when she reflected on the beautiful youkai lord. Instead she felt shameful, and a little fearful.

What had they done?

Rin picked up herself off of the wooden floor and removed her stained clothing, preparing to clean herself off. She felt dirty, unclean.

Rin�s head was still spinning delightfully even as the waves of her orgasm subsided. Jaken was fumbling around energetically behind her, cursing something under his breath. Her eyes drifted closed as she felt his warm hands pushing the layers of her clothing up her legs and bunching them up around her thighs. He backed off from her for a moment, causing a chill from the night air to reach her bare legs. She could feel goose bumps all over, but they felt nice. Everything felt nice at the moment. Jaken shifted again and she could feel the warmth of his body pressed once again against her bare thighs.

The next sensation shocked her out of her blissful repose. There was a warm, sharp object pressing against the moist area between her legs. She stiffened as she felt it continue to press into her, entering that slick, hot place from which all the wonderful sensations had originated. Then it stopped and Jaken pulled back slightly.

Rin quickly realized what was happening. He was about to have sex with her. She did not move to stop him. She was still aroused enough to enjoy it and curious enough about sex to pay careful attention. From what she had learned from an old woman during an educational trip to a human village, she had expected a sharp pain as he broke her barrier, but it did not come. She suspected that his anatomy was perhaps not quite sizable enough to accomplish this with a human female.

Rin waited, expectant and hopeful that the act of sex would live up to her expectations. She did not have to wait long as Jaken finally grasped her hips roughly and began thrusting in and out of her with a series of animalistic grunts.

Rin shook her head, the wet cloth in her hand all but forgotten as she let her head slump forward, her long, dark hair making a protective veil about her face. These recollections from the night before had to stop. She was already in a fragile state and the best recourse seemed to be to push them to the back of her mind to be dealt with at a later date. Or, better yet, she would simply pretend that last night had never happened.

That thought cheered her immediately. She began to hum a half-remembered tune and sat up to finish scrubbing her soiled underclothing.

After a week had passed, Jaken was growing tired of Rin�s forced smiles and obvious reluctance to linger in his presence. Sesshoumaru-sama had not yet returned and Jaken was feeling a mutinously strong desire to lie with Rin just once more before his Lord did finally return.

It had been so incredibly astonishing, that he could lie with a human and derive such pleasure. He could not get the feel of her soft skin out of his mind.

He knew it was wrong, but what could he do about it now? A little voice inside his head kept insisting that he should get her out of his system, and quickly, before more trouble than was necessary was caused by their strange tryst.

He stood at the entrance to her room now, wondering if being with her again would be all that was needed. He could see her resting form silhouetted in the moonlight which filtered through the rice paper.

�Rin,� he whispered, simply. There was no response from her.

�Rin,� he said a little more insistently.

�Go away, Jaken,� she finally responded in a soft voice, �Let me sleep.�

Jaken turned away; cursing her, cursing himself under his breath. As he stalked down the hallway towards his own sleeping chambers, his cunning mind was quickly formulating a plan. Yes, he thought, she will be mine again, at least for one more night.

AN: Love me now? See, I told you so. You can love me on my live journal at www.livejournal.com/users/nelson_bannaba/ or love Jaken at my community www.livejournal.com/users/jaken_smut/. Heh. See you.

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