Proserpina | By : Cathartesaura Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 19897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Kagome’s shirt was still bunched above her breasts, which were startlingly white in the falling dusk. Sesshomaru snagged a claw in the fabric and tugged it down. Then he flipped her skirt back over her thighs and smoothed it in place. It was so short from being torn into strips that it barely covered her. “Stand up.”
Kagome struggled to do so as he untied the rope from the tree trunk. Then he motioned her over to the base of the tree.
She was fairly certain she should be trying to escape, but Sesshomaru was impossible to predict and that frightened her too much to challenge him. She let him back her up against the trunk. Wordlessly he positioned her arms above her head and secured them with rope. He was so tall that he loomed over her, and she shrank uselessly away.
“Remain still.” He pressed her hips back, and then nudged her legs apart to mold her against the trunk. Watching her closely to anticipate an escape attempt, he bent and lashed her ankles to the tree.
He couldn't relax until he was sure she wouldn’t escape. It took a while to reassure himself that the ropes were tight enough, checking the knots, ensuring that she could not move but was not being harmed, either. He slid one clawed finger carefully up her cheek, tugging on the gag – he needed to stop her cries from attracting attention, but he didn’t want it to pull on her pretty mouth. He frowned and slid the knot a little looser.
“You will remain here while I speak to that fool, Inuyasha,” he said impassively. “I will return shortly.” Kagome’s eyes narrowed as we leaned over to collect something from the ground . . . was that – was he taking – her underwear? She growled angrily but he gave no sign of hearing.
When his face was turned away, Sesshomaru allowed himself a slight smile at her indignation. There was something intriguing about the human, however worthless she was.
He enjoyed the position of her body, stretched out and offering itself to him. He leaned over her again, hearing her startled gasp and feeling the tension in her frame. He could also hear her stomach growling, and he frowned. She had still eaten nothing and he was sure she must be hungry, but the little wench would deny it if he asked.
Looking down at her, he found that he could not resist the temptation to tease her a little more, when her legs were spread so invitingly. He reached down and gently stroked her damp folds. Kagome whined softly but was in no position to argue. Her back was braced against the rough bark, her limbs trapped in place, her hips thrust forward and open for him. She kept her eyes tightly shut and sobbed in relief when he finally withdrew.
“I will return shortly,” he repeated. Letting her go he stalked to the edge of the clearing and disappeared.
Kagome kept her eyes closed for a long time after he was gone. She could not focus her thoughts on anything at all, and for a while they kept humming tonelessly on her head, never settling, never making sense. She was frightened and cold, but her physical state was the least of her problems. Finally, she made herself pretend that Inuyasha was coming to rescue her right now. He would be there any second. She just had to hold on a little longer . . . just a little longer . . . just a little longer . . .
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Sesshomaru cursed to himself – the conversation with his idiot half-brother had taken far too long and he had left Kagome alone with only Ah-Uhn to guard her. As he sped towards the clearing on his purple cloud, his body tightened at the thought that she might have escaped, or been abducted by somebody else.
On the plus side, his plan had worked. Inuyasha had been searching tirelessly for Kagome, with only the fallen, faded flower as a clue. He had tracked her to the vale and discovered Sesshomaru’s scent thick in the air, but nothing that got him any closer to finding her. By now he and his little human party were frantic with worry.
Sesshomaru permitted himself to smile at the thought of his half-brother’s impotent, blustering fury. He had started off demanding Kagome’s return and swearing that he would never surrender the Tetsusaiga, but the display of a certain torn white item of clothing had quickly shut him up.
“I’ll kill you for hurting her,” Inuyasha had sworn, his eyes turning manic, demon red. The intervention of his human followers was necessary to keep him from launching an immediate attack.
“Inuyasha, we must wait. We have no idea where Kagome is!”
Well, at least the slayer woman had some common sense.
“I will return with the human wench at dawn,” Sesshomaru pronounced. “And you will give me my father’s sword in return.”
Now he hesitated at the treeline, peering through the deepening twilight. Kagome was right where he had left her; he relaxed at the sight of her trussed up and waiting for him. She was hanging heavily from her arms, and as he drew nearer he realized that she had fallen asleep, even in her uncomfortable position.
His sharp hearing told her that she was in the very deepest stage of sleep and would not wake easily. He allowed himself to approach.
She was a pitiable sight, her dark hair lank and tangled, her head hanging down on her breast. If he were capable of guilt, he would have felt it at the thought that he should have returned sooner and released her. She needed food and shelter for the night. Carefully, he pulled the gag out of her mouth and cupped her jaw while he scooped out the rag he had used to muffle her. She barely stirred as he severed the ropes that were binding her to the tree, lowering her quickly to the ground.
Her face was pale and his sensitive ears could hear that her pulse was weak. Her frail human body was cold. She had been left too long. If she became sick in his possession, the blame would lie with him.
“Inu – ” Kagome muttered in her sleep. “Inuyasha.”
Sesshomaru scowled. So she thought of him in her sleep, did she? She called out for him to save her. He wrapped her up in his mokomoko and was satisfied to see her curl into it.
“Inuyasha is not here,” he told her flatly, although he knew that she was asleep.
“. . . Inu - He’ll come for me,” said Kagome vaguely, surprising him. “He’ll never stop looking. He’ll . . . he’ll stop the seasons to find me.”
“You are speaking nonsense,” said Sesshomaru derisively. Perhaps she was delirious from hunger. With this thought in mind, he left her tucked into his fur and went to the forest’s edge. He had seen Rin gather berries a hundred times, so he knew which ones she liked; it was easy to find an assortment.
He knelt next to her in the grass and set a ripe, plump berry to her lips. He did not know why he should be concerned about the health of a miserable human, except that she was in his care during the period of her captivity, and it would be an insult to his honor if she should sicken and die.
“Eat, woman.” He pressed the berry between her lips, past her teeth, sliding it with his finger to the back of her throat. Kagome made a small sound, like a hum, and it vibrated all the way up his arm. He nudged the berry a little further and she convulsively swallowed, then coughed, her eyes flicking open.
Giving her no time to protest, Sesshomaru withdrew his finger and selected another berry. Dazed, Kagome allowed him to set it in her mouth before she remembered her promise not to eat.
“No . . .”
The pods of fruit were sweet and cloying as they burst on her tongue, and Kagome found herself swallowing hopelessly. The seeds were bitter and to Kagome they tasted a little like despair.
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