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To Protect the Alpha Female	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > General Views: 10682 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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To Protect the Alpha Female
Summary: Kagome had no idea she had been claimed from the very beginning, nor the depth of the request she made of Inuyasha. How could a human ever grasp the intricacies of pack politics and the reason why Sesshomaru was so intent on obtaining Tessaiga? The off-limits girl knew not of her situation, but soon, she would.
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Chapter 35: To Endure Torture
(A/N: This is the first chapter of this entire story, that gets lemony! Finally; took long enough. Anyone who knows me from my others stories knows I don't censor my writing, but since this site prohibits MA content, I have to. If you want the full version, with all the steamy details, you will have to switch on over to Adult fan fiction. (Just google "To Protect the Alpha Female Sylean adultfanfiction" and it should pop up.) For those that don't want explicit content, just stay right here; I summarize enough to get the main plot points.
Please forgive any typos, I literally just finished typing this chapter.)
"So, all I have to do is say 'stop' when," Kagome swallowed, trying to get the words out, "when…" The elaborately detailed paintings from his book flashed across her mind's eye. Scenes of sexual acts she hadn't even known about prior and then some, depicted in such a way as to leave nothing to the imagination. Conduct she would soon be engaged in.
"That will be sufficient," Sesshomaru rumbled as he settled her back onto his moko-moko a short ways from the lake's banks. The patch of forest he selected would afford some privacy due to the density of the trees around them, that is, if anyone was foolish enough to disregard the lethal warning his aura emanated and seek them out.
Kagome was briefly reminded of the numerous nightmares she once had about his deadly claws as they skimmed down her abdomen, eliciting an entirely different sensation than the first time they met. Back then, she never could have imagined being in this position, curled under the formidable demon while he sought out her nether regions. But now, now she couldn't help but curve closer to him, inviting him to explore places no one else had. It didn't make sense that she should feel so safe with him, but she did. That didn't mean she wasn't nervous, though, "H-have you done anything like this before?" It was only after the question passed her lips that she wasn't sure she really wanted to know the answer to that. He was hundreds of years old, but the thought of him with another… She didn't want to think about it.
"I have been trained in all necessary skills," he responded, although vaguely, and set to work in drawing out much more pleasant sounds. There had been enough talking; it was time for her to scream for him.
'Trained? What does that even mean?' was Kagome's last coherent thought before she was shown precisely what he insinuated by that. Deft fingers pressed against her bundle of nerves, drawing her body up into an arch from the sudden jolt of pleasure. A sharp moan poured from her throat and dainty hands grasped at the thick fur she lay on, trying to keep the world from moving out from under her.
'If that is how strongly she reacts to a simple touch, this will be much easier than I expected,' Sesshomaru continued to tease her with slow circles, taking in the scene of her writhing under his ministrations. There was no way she could hold out for long; she'd be begging him to take her in no time. Finally, this courtship would come to an explosive end.
Where had this been her whole life; Kagome hadn't even been aware her body could feel this hot. She had touched herself before, but it hadn't even come close to what he made her feel. Sesshomaru seemed to know her body even better than she did, tightening that coil inside her until it felt like it would shatter any second now.
Her eyes shot open. "Stop!" she halted his movements with the command, just barely recognizing the sensation for what it was. Her goal in this ritual, for whatever twisted reason, was to keep herself from orgasm. He almost tipped her over the edge before she even realized that was what it was. A whimper left her throat as his hand retracted. If only she could purify whoever came up with this brand of torture, because that was essentially what it was.
Sesshomaru gave her a moment to regain her breath. He was surprised that she even remembered her instructions amidst the lustful haze he shrouded her in, but had she not, she would have failed to demonstrate control of her self and opened the door for him to deem her unworthy, if he so chose. He was glad he did not need to think on such a notion; it would not be an easy decision to make. Now, however, was time for their roles to be reversed; it was his turn to demonstrate his legendary control.
Kagome lifted herself up, shaking the fog from her mind as she tried to sort out what to do next. She caught sight of Sesshomaru as he sat beside her in the position he favored, reclined against a tree with one knee raised, but this time, she could see everything. Maybe it was better not being able to think this through; she didn't want to end up talking herself out of it.
Timid, shy, and uncertain, that's what crawling on all fours meant to her, but to him, the image couldn't have been more erotic. It was beyond transparent that she was both awed and intimidated as her wide eyes gaped at him, especially when she tried to form a coherent sentence and failed, "I uh, I'm not really, trained, so um…"
"The purpose of this ritual is not to test one's skill," Sesshomaru reassured her as her small hand tentatively took hold of his rigid length. A sharp inhale of breath displayed his pleasure at the sensation. "There will be much time for you to learn." Oh and how he couldn't wait to get to that part; there were so many things he would introduce her to, starting with what he would do to her in that provocative position. But for now, the last thing he needed was to get lost in such enticing thoughts, not when he was supposed to be exercising control.
The "more relevant time" had now come; her fingers couldn't even meet as she stroked him, but the primal sounds he rewarded her with were all the encouragement she needed to gain her confidence back. Knowing that he liked what she did had her wanting to give him more; anything to keep him growling for her.
Her thumb swiped over the tip, smearing the droplet that had formed there, and Sesshomaru prepared himself to allow the arousal to sweep over him only to halt it. Logically, it would be easier to say "stop" as early as possible, but that led to the assumption of one lacking endurance. The goal was to hold out till the last possible moment and demonstrate virility and control; he would not take the easy path.
Kagome's movements sped up, and she noticed the tension increase in his posture. His claws dug into the earth and scored wood to fight the desire to move. Sitting still during such activities, allowing a female above him, went against his every instinct, and that was the point. Moments passed in a contrasting blur, until the tell-tale signs of orgasm reached him. "Halt," Sesshomaru spoke smoothly, even through the breathlessness he felt. She was not disappointing for being inexperienced.
Kagome hadn't time to react before she found herself on her back and pinned by the demon she had just been teasing, "You will submit." It was a warning she did not understand as he started working his way over her body with his skillful tongue. Wasn't she already in a submissive position? He did not wait for her to comprehend; Kagome's mind went blank once again when she felt fangs and tongue on her pert breasts. Pulling gently on the supple flesh, he watched for the strongest reactions, learning which actions could draw out the loudest gasps and moans of delight. Knowing what to do was only half the battle; observing what she enjoyed most was the rest.
Kagome couldn't help but notice how being without his left arm must make it so he had to be a bit more creative in regards to positions, it didn't seem to slow him down though. His hot mouth burned trails across her sensitized skin, slowly covering and exploring nearly every inch of her body. Kagome writhed under his thorough attentions, but her eyes shot wide when her legs were placed on his shoulders and his long tongue delved between her legs. Her hips lifted off the ground, only to be held down under his large frame. His growl sent tantalizing vibrations through her tender flesh, and coupled with the vigorous effort of his mouth, Kagome found herself quickly approaching that forbidden end, "Sessh… ah, s-stop."
He pulled back as was expected, but not without some lingering displeasure. Apparently, she was still not satisfied. How long would she fight what is natural?
"How long," Kagome panted, "do we do this?" This was getting harder and harder each time; he was just too good. She wasn't sure how long she could keep it up, but if she failed, would he be disappointed in her? That thought alone shored up her determination.
"Until control has been established," he told her flatly.
'Oh,' Kagome tried to figure out just what that meant. 'I guess he'll tell me when the time comes.' But for now, she was not about to be the only one tortured. Flipping her legs over his, Kagome brazenly straddled the very aroused demon. Bracing her weight with her hands, she leaned over to kiss her way across his chest and down his toned abdomen.
There was a downside to using too much of his expertise in this stage of the courtship; if his attempts do not get the reaction he's after, it could very well give her more ammo against him. She was the less experienced of the two, so in order to keep that advantage, he increased his efforts slowly. As such, he was not surprised when her tongue began trailing along his shaft and kept his reactions to a minimum, but her next move, of wrapping her lips around him and sucking him into her throat, shattered that air of unresponsiveness. His hips bucked forward sharply before he could even stop himself; the warmth and moisture mimicked that of her entrance and spurred his primal instincts to take her. He reigned himself in after the initial urge, and tried to analyze his predicament; he did not expect her to be knowledgable of such things, but it would seem he had miscalculated.
Living in an era where anything and everything was only a click away, and traditionally taboo subjects were talked about casually, Kagome was determined to close the gap of experience between them with knowledge. He may be "trained," but she was willing to bet he didn't know everything.
Inuyasha's ears flattened to his skull as the acute appendages caught yet another feminine moan. Sesshomaru left his little ward with him, so as much as he would rather be anywhere but within hearing range, he could not leave. None of the others seemed to understand his pain. Kagome and Sesshomaru being together was not just them getting to know each other; Sesshomaru was goal oriented, set on what he wanted and nothing else. Their relationship would not be how the others imagined it to be; it would not bring peace or cooperation. He would not only take her as his mate; he would take her away completely.
The camaraderie they built would be dissolved by that cold-hearted bastard. He would sever their bonds, absolve Inuyasha of the protective duties Kagome bestowed, and they would be lucky to ever see their dear friend again. Through all of this, there was nothing he could do to stop it. His attempts to talk sense into Kagome had been met with adamant refusal; she just couldn't abolish the notion that there was good in everyone. She insisted on giving him a chance; insisted on trusting someone that did not deserve it. Powerless did not even begin to explain his mood; he was miserable knowing what he would face when she returned. If she returned.
Sesshomaru hadn't felt this concupiscent since first being affected by the scent of a bitch in heat in his youth. No amount of training to resist sensation could have prepared him to fight the shear desire to take her. The fact that she was straining his control to his very limits by grinding her sex along his length wasn't helping any. His fingers twitched to grab her hips and penetrate her weeping sheath, and if she continued he wasn't sure he could stop himself from doing just that, "Cease."
Halting his advances once was expected, twice simply meant it was time to thoroughly work her over, but five times, now he was certain she was testing him. Kagome was driving him to the boundary of his constraint, but there was no way he would not surpass expectations, no matter how high hers were. Sesshomaru flipped them over rougher than before, placing Kagome on her stomach, and pressing his arousal into her backside, "Woman, I have had enough of your resistance." His voice, husky and commanding, shot chills up her spine. "Turn over."
Obeying without question, Kagome looked up into fiery golden eyes that she had even seen tinge pink a few times, just before his command would ring out and they would resume his usual color. None of this was making any sense. She had never seen him look so strained, so why was he insisting on keeping up this torture?
Sitting up, kneeling between her parted thighs, Kagome's breath caught when she saw his fangs effortlessly snap the razor tips off his lethal claws. He pressed two of his declawed digits to her mouth, "Open." Her lips parted instantly and accepted his intrusion eagerly, swirling her tongue over his middle and ring finger and coating them with saliva before he pulled them from her. Expertly parting her folds, he sought out her lower lips and eased one finger at a time into her raging heat. She was beyond ready; pulsating muscles pulled him in to the knuckles and her essence coated his invasion in the barest of moments.
The indescribable pleasure shooting through her body, so very unlike what he had shown her before and so much more intense, had Kagome needily grinding her hips on his hand. Oh, and when he curved them, stars danced in her closed eyes. She couldn't take it anymore, "P-please don't make me say stop Sesshomaru, please!" Her back arched up off the ground as he stroked that spot inside her again. "I don't want to stop."
'Finally!' an unrestrained bay erupted from his throat, harmonizing with her cries of pleasure. Her begging was music to his ears and he complied without hesitation. His fingers expertly played her body like the most exotic instrument, drawing out chords and increasing tempo until she could not keep her legs from shaking. Her muscles pulsated rhythmically against his fingers and her scent burst into an explosion of color as he gave her that which they had been denying.
Convulsing in an hazy state of delirium, Kagome barely registered the movement around her. She vaguely felt his digits retract from her body and a thick pressure in the same region, but was too out of it to care. If that was what he was capable of with just his fingers, imagine when they mated. Her eyes fluttered open to see him hovering over her, his hair curtaining off the rest of the world, and his features fluctuating. The stripes on his cheeks seemed to be moving, like the edges couldn't decide if they wanted to be smooth or jagged, and the color of his eyes was flickering between gold and red. It was only when he spoke that she realized what was actually going on.
"Give me consent," the words rumbled out as a mixture between speech and growls. He needed her now; never before had he desired someone like this. She had pushed him to the brink and now he wanted nothing more than to bury himself in her welcoming heat and mate her already. All he needed was that one word from her and he would thrust his already positioned member deep into her core. By the time he was done with her, he would ensure she never even thought about denying him again.
Seconds ticked by, one eternity at a time, as Kagome debated nervously over her answer. Yes, she wanted him, but... she wasn't ready. How was she to tell him that after what he'd just done for her, after what she'd done to him. She could see it in the way his eyes burned and his stripes wavered, he needed her. She wanted to give him everything, see that smile he so rarely showed, but would she regret it in the morning? Waking up bound to him and probably pregnant, that was a step she was just not ready to take. As much as she yearned for him, she just couldn't.
Tears threatened to emerge, knowing that what she had to say would upset him and leave her feeling broken and guilty when he left. He only ever stayed when he had a reason, she saw that, but couldn't help falling for him anyways. There was no denying it with the way her chest clenched at the idea of hurting him, she had fallen in love. Desperate to keep him there, her resolve almost collapsed, she almost nodded for him to continue, despite knowing it would be a sacrifice on her part, but... He pulled away.
"You are not ready," he stated with no little disappointment lacing his voice and began collecting his effects.
"I'm sorry," Kagome's voice cracked pathetically. She knew she hurt him, and there was nothing she could do to make amends. Nothing, except maybe giving him what he wanted in the first place. Thoughts swirled, pulling her back and forth between giving in so he will stay, giving him her innocence that she isn't ready for, or letting him walk away. She was not ready, and he was going to leave because there was "no point in staying, you are not ready." She could already hear the cold words, but she didn't want him to leave, not like this. What was she to do? He'll only stay if she gives herself to him now, but she's not ready…
Which was more important, getting him to stay or keeping her innocence? She was not opposed to having sex with him, being mated maybe, but getting pregnant, she was not even close to prepared for that. She couldn't let him suffer like this, not after all he had given her. She could get on birth control, get some plan B; that should work, right?
He dressed quickly and turned to depart. He was not fully clothed, it was awfully difficult when his arousal was still so prominent. It would go down, eventually, once he got away from her scent. She still smelled far too enticing. He needed to get away.
"Please stay!" desperation took hold before Kagome could still her tongue, "Please stay with me, just a bit longer?" This was where he would tell her that he had no reason to stay because she wasn't ready, that he would return when he could mate her. She knew he only wanted her for his purposes.
His steps stilled as he thought over his options. The position he found himself in was painfully uncomfortable, he wanted nothing more than to be rid of it. Since he would not be sating himself on her, nor would he seek out another and jeopardize this fragile courtship, and definitely not falling so low as to resort to using his hand, his only option was time and distance from her. But she wanted him to stay?
Long drags of breath to calm himself were not having the desired effect, it simply filled his nose with her inviting scent over and over. There was not enough blood in his mind right now to think clearly.
"Hn, this Sesshomaru will remain," he acquiesced and turned to sit with her. He could handle a few moments.
Kagome couldn't believe it, he agreed to stay for no reason other than she asked him to. Her smile lit up her face, making the residual tears in her eyes look out of place. "I'm sorry, for not being ready," Kagome mumbled while wringing her hands in her lap and leaning her head over on his shoulder.
"There is no shame in admitting such," he reassured her, his tone only slightly lighter than neutral.
"But, I feel bad, for not…" he was still "standing at attention." "I want to make you feel good too."
"Copulation between our kinds would have proved lethal had I not stopped. You were not ready, your powers told me such," her purity sparked across his skin when he had been poised to take her; a warning he wisely heeded. Now he understood what Totosai spoke of, warning him that there could be deadly consequences in both directions.
'Lethal?' Kagome wondered to herself. 'Oh…' Sex may have been too dangerous, but there were other ways.
"I, I can still help you," Kagome offered timidly, "if you want…"
"As you please."
The trick her hot mouth played on his body had him wanting so badly to thrust, but unlike prior where he was required to remain passive while she worked him over, that was no longer a stipulation. His hand rested atop her head, only lightly griping her hair, as he vocalized just how pleasing he found her. There was no reason to withhold, he had already thoroughly demonstrated his control.
He was indecisive when she first took him into her mouth; it felt amazing, but it was something that demons just did not do. Sharp fangs so near such anatomy could be disastrous, but Kagome was not a demon; she did not have fangs. And even if she did, he trusted her.
The way she used her mouth on him had his facade evaporating before her very eyes and the most alluring sounds of liquid sex poured from his throat. Where she had learned this, in this instant, he no longer cared so long as she did not stop. His grip tightened as he instructed her to go faster, his hips opposing her motions. She could not take all of him, but what she could not she used her hands instead. He had already been so close to the edge, it did not take long before she had him panting for her once again.
When he felt himself slip down her constricting throat, he lost it. She gagged around him when the thick spurts hit the back of her throat, but she didn't pull away. She swallowed every drop. 'I could get used to that,' he practically purred as he watched her lick the stray drops of his seed off her lips. He was not sated, not even close, but it helped ease his immediate frustrations and took the biting edge off. He could breath again.
(A/N: I intended to end this on a nasty cliffhanger, but it went longer than expected so that will come next chapter instead. For now, enjoy the last happy/fluffy scene for some time to come. *Drums fingers together evilly* Angst is coming.)
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