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The Hot Springs	By : kuronekosama Category: InuYasha > General Views: 17152 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Author Notes:

ohayo (gozaimasu): �Good morning.�
arigatou (gozaimasu): �Thank you.�
tatami: type of mat that lines the floors of more formal rooms in a Japanese home.
tadaima: �I�m home!�
genkan: entryway where shoes are removed.
okaeri: �Welcome home!�
itadakimasu: �Thank you for the meal.�

Chapter Four of the Hot Springs

As Rin�s mind came out of sleep, she took a deep breath and tried to curl closer to her only source of warmth. It had suddenly grown colder, but Rin couldn�t find Sesshoumaru�s body with her hand. Peeking one eye open, Rin could barely see to the tree line in the pre-dawn light. The sun would be rising soon. Turning over carefully onto her other side, Rin winced as the skin on her back pulled over tender nerves. Rin looked at the dead fire and saw Jaken stretching his little stubby arms from where he had slept against a tree�s roots. Ahs hes heads were still both lying on the ground, softly snoring. Gathering a breath, Rin pushed up to a sitting position, wincing again. It felt like her whole body ached. Her back stung a bit, all of her muscles were stiff, and she felt sore between her legs. Looking around, Rin found her sandals and stood up, slipping her feet into the straps of her shoes. Making her way to Ah-Un with her bag in tow, Rin slipped her soiled kimono into the largest satchel, and then pulled out a clean one.

Putting a clean towel and the kimono into her bag along with some soap on a string and her brush, Rin walked back to the blanket she had slept on with her master and set her bag down. Finding some privacy in the trees, Rin did her early morning business before walking back to where her bag was sitting. Bending her knees, Rin grabbed the edge of the blanket and then stood up. Flicking little blades of dewy grass from the bottom of the blanket, Rin folded it and then put it away in another of Ah-Un�s satchels. As she fastened the bag, Rin felt a presence behind her, and turned around to see Sesshoumaru standing there. He was holding a small jar, and looking at her without expression. Rin glanced over her shoulder to see Jaken approaching the fire, grumbling to himself. He doesn�t show any soft emotions in front of Jaken, Rin thought to herself.

�Ohayo, Sesshoumaru-sama. Did your night go well for you?� Rin, still in her underclothing, was a bit cold in the morning air, and Sesshoumaru�s eyes dropped down to her chest, where it became obvious that Rin was chilled. Simply responding with an �Aa,� Sesshoumaru gave Rin a pointed stare and turned towards the woods. Rin jogged to get her satchel and followed her master, throwing over her shoulder to Jaken,

�I�ll be right back, Jaken-sama!� Her answer was a grunt. Catching up to Sesshoumaru, Rin slipped her hand into his, showing her affection without words since it was his way. As they neared the river where Sesshoumaru had cleansed her back the night before, a wave of nausea suddenly hit Rin, and she had to stop walking altogether. Clutching Sesshoumaru�s hand, Rin grimaced and leaned forward, pressing the fist that held her bag to her stomach.

�What is it?� Sesshoumaru asked, his voice even but firm. Rin swallowed and shook her head. The nausea was slowly dying away, making it easier to breathe, and Rin leaned back up, loosening her grip on Sesshoumaru�s hand and looking a bit flushed.

�I felt a little sick, but I think I�m better now,� Rin said, smiling. Sesshoumaru raised his eyebrow at her, and no sooner had Rin finished her sentence than she felt another bout of nausea coming. Dropping her bag, Rin ran ahead to the stream and dry heaved a couple of times into the clear water. If there had been anything left in her stomach, the experience might have been worse. Taking deep breaths, Rin opened her eyes again. She splashed some of the cold water onto her face and sighed, glad that the nausea had passed. Sesshoumaru knelt next to her, setting her bag on the ground. Rin wiped the excess moisture from her face and turned to Sesshoumaru, looking worried.

�Do you think I�m ill?� Rin asked. �Maybe I should have brought out a blanket last night.� Sesshoumaru put a hand to her shoulder, squeezing it.

�I lack knowledge on the details of human pregnancy. A nearby village had a woman with some experience in this area, so I procured this from her,� he said, gesturing towards the bottle in his hand. �She said it helps women with the nausea they feel as a result of pregnancy.� Rin looked down at the bottle, hoping the village woman was right, and that Sesshoumaru didn�t scare her too much. Sesshoumaru told her to take one swallow only, and handed her the bottle. Rin pulled the cork out, sniffing the bottle�s contents. It didn�t smell bad at all, so Rin put the bottle to her lips. It actually tasted a bit sweet, but more like a grass sweet than a sugar sweet. Licking her lips, Rin corked the bottle again and set it on the ground next to her bag.

�I think I feel better already,� Rin sighed as her stomach�s rumblings began to quiet down. She then placed her hand in the stream to gauge the temperature of the water. Sesshoumaru watched as she took her hand out of the stream and stood up. She slid her feet out of her sandals and then slipped out of her under-robe, folding it and setting it on the grass. Finding the soap in her bag, Rin slowly waded into the stream. The current wasn�t fast, but Rin would have to pay attention to where she stepped. Her teeth chattered at the temperature of the water, but she knew she�d be able to wash and get out before it mattered too much. Turning to see Sesshoumaru still kneeling on the bank, Rin pinched her lower lip between her teeth and braved a question.

�Could�could Sesshoumaru-sama bathe with me? I�m a little cold,� Rin shyly said, looking down at the surface of the water. Peeking up again, Rin saw Sesshoumaru simply stand up and begin to remove his clothing. Unable to take her eyes away, Rin practically ogled every line of his body as he uncovered it. All of his muscles were so well toned and perfect. And there was something about the way his crisp but heavy silver hair brushed against his own skin, as if Rin could feel it brushing against her own skin as well. Becoming aware that her mouth was open once Sesshoumaru had removed his shoes, she snapped it shut. She was becoming used to the water�s temperature, mostly likely due to the intense blush that Sesshoumaru always gave her, and dunked her head underneath the water. Coming back up, Rin wiped the water from her face and looked to the bank again. Sesshoumaru wasn�t there anymore, though. Looking up and down the bank and then around the stream, Rin couldn�t see him anywhere.

�Sesshoumaru-sama? Where are you?� Hanging the soap around her neck, Rin tried to feel the water in front of her to see if Sesshoumaru was trying to sneak up on her. Why would he do that? Hearing the movement of water behind her, though, Rin gasped and turned aro Ri Rin saw him just as his shoulders cleared the surface, and he stood up, which brought the level dangerously close to his navel. The temperature of the stream�s chilled water versus the temperature of Sesshoumaru�s much warmer body had created a bit of steam, which rose from his chest and shoulders. His hair was darker since it was wet, and it was dripping water down his body in little rivulets. Sesshoumaru actually smirked, much to Rin�s surprise, and then simply reached for soa soap hanging from her neck. Rubbing it between his hands to create lather, he let the soap bar drop from his fingers and stepped closer to Rin. Reaching behind her, he set his hands in the small of her back and smoothed his hands up, gently removing the medicine that had caked over the welts in her back. The tender nerves pricked a bit, and Reaneeaned her forehead on Sesshoumaru�s chest as he moved his hands, setting her hands on his hips. Pooling some water in his hands, Sesshoumaru rinsed off the soap and grime from Rin�s back, and was glad to see the welts scabbing over. She would definitely have scars�there was no doubt�but the wounds were healing.

�The marks are starting to heal,� Sesshoumaru commented for Rin, since she obviously couldn�t see her back. Rin craned her neck back to look up at him, alooklooking down at Rin, Sesshoumaru�s eyes were automatically drawn to the soft breasts on either side of the soap. He lathered his hands again, cleaning Rin�s arms, sides, breasts, and stomach. Rin was quiet, but loving every one of his touches. Her heart beat slowly and steadily, and Rin almost felt like purring. Feeling a poke in her lower abdomen, Rin looked down to see Sesshoumaru�s arousal pointing at her just beneath the water�s surface, despite the temperature of the water. Sesshoumaru lathered his hands again and attempted to work some soap into Rin�s thick mass of black hair. While his eyes were on his hands, Rin lathered up her own hands, getting an idea. Her heart began to pound more heavily, and Rin only moved her hands faster, getting as much lather as possible. Dipping one hand beneath the water and wrapping her soapy fingers around his length, Rin smiled as she felt his hands come to a quick stop. She heard a heavy sigh, and felt all the more excited for it. Rin slowly pumped her hand over him, switching to her other hand once the lubricating soap was gone. His hands fixed themselves to her shoulders, and she felt his hips lightly bucking into her hand.

�Rin�remember what I said?� Sesshoumaru brusquely asked, obviously affected by Rin�s hands. How does she know? How does she know what I want? Rin took her hand away, having run out of soap since it had drifted away in the stream. Looking up at Sesshoumaru, Rin answered,

�Hai, Sesshoumaru-sama, I remember.� Bending her knees, Rin leaned back to scrub the soap out of her hair. Remembering the hazy dream she had been having before she woke up, in which she was on her knees between her master�s thighs and was�well, to think of it made Rin blush. She knew that she had done it for real before going to bed last night, but Rin woed ted to herself as the soap floated away as to why the thought had ever occurred to her. Sesshoumaru-sama certainly enjoyed it, but�was what I did considerable acceptable? Rin wanted very badly to please Sesshoumaru; she wanted to make him happy in every possible way and to give him physical pleasure often was one of her goals. Even now, since she was feeling a bit tender, she thought of trying it again.

For Sesshoumaru, it felt like an eternity until Rin brought her hair out of the water again. Her cheeks were red along her cheekbones, making it look as if she had applied the blush of noble ladies. Sesshoumaru proudly thought to himself that she was a noble woman now. Being married by demon mating rights to the Lord of the Western Lands made Rin legitimate nobility in the demon world. And what a beautiful noble woman she was. He could still feel the soft pliancy of her skin on the palms of his hands, even though he had rinsed the last of the soap from her body several minutes ago. Her hair, now free of tangles and wetly shining from the crown of her head down to the small of her back, was a black glimmer that contrasted sharply with that pale, smooth skin. Sesshoumaru felt his phallus harden to steel as he perused his mate�s wares, and wondered if she would do what he hoped she would do. Her eyes seemed to hold a questioning stare, having lasted a good thirty seconds, and Sesshoumaru finally realized that Rin wanted his permission. She can always have her way�doesn�t she know that?

Giving her a nod, Sesshoumaru watcas sas she put her hands on his hips and pulled him into shallow water. He could hear her nervous breaths over the soft sounds of the creek. Rin sunk down to her knees, which were cushioned in the soft sand of the streambed, and her sopping hair hung down most of her back, cooling the slightly swollen wounds in her back. Why am I nervous? I didn�t feel nervous last night. What�s the difference? Leaning forward, Rin licked the tip of Sesshoumaru�s arousal, and rubbed it against the flat of her tongue. Hearing a grunt above her head, Rin slid him partially into her mouth. It was strange that she didn�t quite remember having to open her jaw this far in order to push him inside her mouth, and his taste was a little stronger. Realizing that she probably wasn�t nervous last night because she was half-asleep, Rin wryly thought to herself that she should try to be more awake the next time she tried something new with Sesshoumaru.

Sesshoumaru was having trouble remembering to breathe, and let his head fall back. How does she know? Sesshoumaru had found that he couldn�t stop touching Rin once he had cleaned the medicine off of her back, and so he decided to wash every inch his hands could reach. Rin had willingly stood there while he explored her skin, letting his hands slide anywhere he wished as soap swam between his fingers. It wasn�t a long wait until his body responded, needing to touch Rin deep within her belly. But knowing that they did not have much time this morning, and that Rin�s body needed to heal in more places than one, Sesshoumaru had been prepared to ignore the insistent arousal making itself known beneath the water level. Rin certainly didn�t ignore it, though.

His hand found the back of Rin�s head as she bobbed it over his length, and his hips involuntarily thrust into her mouth. Rin braced one hand on Sesshoumaru�s stomach, feeling the muscles beneath jump every time she took him in. Feeling what must be involuntarily reactions, Rin felt almost powerful despite her position. She knew that she would never be able to deny Sesshoumaru access to her body or her thoughts. He was trustworthy and reliable, and she loved him more than life itself. Doing this for him was just one of the ways Rin hoped to show him that love over the span of her life.

Though no one saw it, Sesshoumaru seemed to be in ecstasy. His features, turned towards the sky, were contorted with strain, but a pleasurable strain at that. Letting out a heavy, shaky breath, he pulled more air in, starting to sound like the pants of a large dog. He fought his orgasm for a few minutes, trying to control his reaction to Rin, but something about her made it impossible. Why? Why does she hold this power over me? Sesshoumaru wished he had the answer. He knew that part of the reason was Rin�s beauty�she was undeniably beautiful in a fresh and nymph-like way. She smelled of the woods and forest spices, and her own personal scent was utterly enthralling. Gritting his teeth, he allowed a single groan to hiss past his teeth, still holding on but for only a few more seconds.

�Uhnn�r-right there,� he growled, his hands shaking as the scorching heat of orgasm spread like wild fire from the pit of his belly to the tip of his phallus, filling his torso and thighs with a warm, throbbing sensation as he climaxed into Rin�s mouth. Then gasping for air, Sesshoumaru looked around him as if seeing the world differently. He hissed, feeling Rin�s tongue swirl around the tip of his length as she swallowed the last of his seed. When she finally released him, he heard her scoop some water from the stream and use it to refresh her mouth. He stayed where he was, wanting to savor the moment that had just passed. Rin stood up, wiped the sand off of her knees, and brought the soap-on-a-string off of her neck. When Rin�s cinnamon brown eyes met his, now that Sesshoumaru had experienced a small portion of the love Rin felt for me, he looked down at her angelic face and slid his palms up the outsides her bare arms.

�Is Sesshoumaru-sama ready to go home?� Rin softly asked, stepping close. Sesshoumaru leaned down to her lips, brushing his mouth against the softness beneath. Replying with another �Aa� and giving Rin a full, open-mouthed kiss, Sesshoumaru held Rin in a close, loose hug with one hand cupping the side of her jaw. Her mouth was so sweet in taste that it had already masked his own taste, most likely still lingering within after what Rin had done twice already. Gently ending the kiss as Rin shivered underneath his arm, Sesshoumaru walked the rest oe wae way to the bank with Rin. The two toweled themselves dry and dressed. Rin�s clean kimono was white, painstakingly embroidered with nameless flowers swirling about a black dragon that rode the hem of her skirt. Her sleeves and shoulders were speckled with the same flower designs, all in muted gray tones. She wove her hair into one long, thick braid and then flipped it over her shoulder as she grabbed her things. The two walked back to the campsite, Rin again sliding her hand into Sesshoumaru�s grip. Sesshoumaru sniffed the air, hoping to find the scent of Rin�s pregnancy, but a much stronger odor drifted past.

Sesshoumaru could smell another youkai nearby, and it wasn�t Jaken. Sniffing the air again and gripping Rin�s hand a bit tighter, Sesshoumaru determined the youkai to be within a mile of their campsite�a spider youkai if his nose was correct. At the campsite, Jaken had poured water over the smoldering fire to make sure it was out, and had the supplies packed back onto Ah-Un. Rin fastened her bag to Un�s side again, not noticing the way Sesshoumaru was sniffing and squinting into the line of trees to the north. Jaken noticed quite well, and had the Staff of Heads ready.

�Rin, stay with the pack animal. Jaken, follow,� Sesshoumaru commanded. He began to walk to the north, calmly moving as Jaken followed at more anxious pace. Rin worriedly sidled up against Un�s side, looking around the clearing. Sesshoumaru and Jaken disappeared into the trees, and Rin vaguely heard them pick up the pace to the north before all sounds of their departure faded. Rin knew that Sesshoumaru would be all right, but was afraid of being alone. Ah-Un is with me, Rin thought to herself. Though it was only a youkai�s pack animal, Ah-Un was not stupid. The animal easily followed verbal commands, though it was unable to speak for itself, and it knew when there was a fight brewing. After five minutes of waiting, Rin calmed down somewhat, certain that whatever it was that Sesshoumaru had smelled to the north was probably dead by now. That�s when Ah-Un began to react to something nearby. It was whinnying like a horse, though the sound was deeper and closer to squawking. Rin had never heard it make that noise before now.

�Ah-Un? What is it?� Rin whispered to the two heads, which were looking around the clearing. It must be Sesshoumaru-sama returning. Maybe Ah-Un can smell the blood on his hands? Rin suddenly wanted to hide underneath Ah-Un�s belly, but forced herself not to panick. Ah-Un made the scared sound again, and Rin looked about, looking for the source of Ah-Un�s anxiety. Sesshoumaru-sama� Hearing a sudden crash of wood, Rin gasped, almost sounding like a scream, and whipped her head to the origin of the noise. From the south, about half a dozen kumoyoukai burst through the line of trees, making a beeline towards Rin and Ah-Un. Screaming in fright as her body automatically moved north, Rin ran the other direction, hiking up her kimono so that she could run faster. Ah-Un stood its ground, defending Rin�s escape route, but it wasn�t too long before Rin heard the youkai take down the pack animal. It fell to the ground with a thud, knocking the breath out of it, and Rin realized that the rest would be coming after her.

�Sesshoumaru!!!� Rin screamed, feeling the same terror she had when the wolves were coming after her as a child. Sesshoumaru had revived her then, but would he save her before it happened again? Sesshoumaru! Please help me! Rin�s mind was jumbled by now, and all she could think of was to get to her master. Finding her way through the undergrowth on the other side of the clearing and jumping over roots and fallen branches, Rin made her way quickly through the woods. Hearing the labored breathing of the kumoyoukai close behind her, Rin forced her legs to move faster. Her thighs burned with strain, but she kept them moving. Sesshoumaru, Sesshoumaru! Not daring to look behind her lest she trip over anything in the act, Rin�s eyes searched the area in front of her for any signs of her master. Running towards a tree with a low-hanging branch, Rin gripped the end of it and pulled as she ran by it, releasing it when she passed. Thankfully hearing it hit one of her pursuers, which made an awful screeching noise, Rin tried to look for more means of attacking them without stopping. Seeing none, Rin was on the verge of tears, especially since her lungs were burning from the lack of oxygen she was providing to her aching legs.

�Sesshoumaru!!!� Rin screamed again, hoping her voice carried to him. Before Rin could gather enough breath to scream once more, something smacked her hard in the middle of her back, and she fell forward onto her hands. She had landed onto the roots of a large oak tree, and rolled quickly down to the ground. Looking up, she saw two of the kumoyoukai glaring at her, their disgusting pincer mouths moving with delight. The one closest to her, with its hairy hand pressed to her chest to keep her from moving, said,

�Maa, maa, little one. It won�t last too long. We haven�t had the blood of one so young in at least four moons. Just hold still now.� Its breath was horrid and its crazy stare was coming close to putting Rin into shock. Closing her eyes against their hungry gaze, Rin threw her arms up to cover her face, screaming. Hearing what sounded like a whip crack followed by four thuds, Rin uncovered her eyes to see Sesshoumaru standing next to her, looking at the bodies of the kumoyoukai (and their dismembered heads). His left hand was still glowing an acidic green, though it was quickly fading. Rin couldn�t remember feeling more relieved and felt her heartbeat slow down. Sesshoumaru turned and looked down at her, and inexplicable emotion on his face.

�Sesshoumaru-sama�arigatou-gozaimasu,� Rin quietly said, sitting up. Before she could get herself to her feet, Sesshoumaru had picked her up by her waist, and clamped her against his chest, pressing his cheek against hers. Rin snuggled into him as best as she could, considering the armor he wore. �You saved me again�arigatou,� Rin said against his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Sesshoumaru contented himself with breathing in her scent for a moment. When he had heard her first faint scream from a mile away, having killed a lowly spider demon, he had broke out into a sprint before Jaken could even turn around in confusion. When she screamed his name, Sesshoumaru could practically hear his heart beating, and adrenalin was giving him that long-forgotten sensation�fear. He had not been afraid of anything for a great while�he had not even felt any comparable amount of fear when his brother had first transformed into a youkai once Tessaiga had been taken away from him. He was only a hundred feet away when he heard Rin scream his name once again, and had converged on the origin of her voice. Finding two of those disgusting kumoyoukai standing over Rin like spiders over a butterfly, Sesshoumaru quickly lobbed their heads off. He had watched almost through a haze of anger as the heads flew back from the necks of their bodies.

Now that Rin was safe, Sesshoumaru felt a rush of relief and couldn�t help but clutch the human woman to him. Feeling her return the embrace, Sesshoumaru squeezed her closer. Rin felt pain shoot down her spine when Sesshoumaru tightened his embrace, but did her hardest not to react. She would be getting a bruise from that little scuffle. Sesshoumaru could hear Jaken bumbling through the undergrowth to the north, and quietly asked Rin what happened to the pack animal.

�Ah-Un let me escape. I think Ah-Un may be dead, Sesshoumaru-sama,� Rin whispered. Jaken finally fell forward through a bush, clutching his chest in an effort to catch his breath.

�S-sesshoumaru-sama!� Jaken said, implying that he was there to follow his master�s orders. Sesshoumaru turned his head slightly to look at Jaken, not removing his arms from around Rin. Though his gaze was cold, Sesshoumaru�s stance was obvious. Jaken decided to ignore Sesshoumaru�s display of affection, knowing that deep down, he, too, was scared for the girl�s .
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�Check on the pack animal, Jaken. Go.� Watching Jaken stumble through the brush as he continued south, Sesshoumaru bent his knees to let Rin�s feet touch the ground once again. Rin pulled back a bit to smile at Sesshoumaru, her eyes shimmering with tears. Placing her small hands on Sesshoumaru�s face in a bold move, Riucheuched her lips to his. It was the first time that Rin kissed Sesshoumaru rather than the other way around, and Rin cherished the moment while it lasted. Bringing her lips away, Rin took a deep breath and let it out, having collected herself. Sesshoumaru returned to his full height, opening his hand for Rin�s as they walked back to the campsite, where hopefully Ah-Un was still alive.

Breaking through the tree line, Rin peered around Sesshoumaru�s body to see Ah-Un sitting quite peacefully near the fire pit. Jaken was wrapping a bandage around its leg, but it would only be temporary until Ah-Un healed by itself. Two kumoyoukai lied dead near the edge of the clearing, where Ah-Un had obviously thrown them, breaking their spines against the trunks of the trees. Rin happily ran to the pack animal, petting both heads. Sesshoumaru sniffed the air to make sure no living enemy youkai was near them, waiting patiently while Jaken finished the bandaging. Those bastards�one put itself downwind while the others attacked from upwind�I couldn�t smell the rest in time to realize their strategy.

�I have finished, Sesshoumaru-sama,� Jaken squawked. Sesshoumaru looked down at the toad icily, but nodded. Jaken bowed deep and then clambered onto the rear of the pack animal�s back. Sesshoumaru walked to Rin, gripping her around the waist and lifting her to the front of the animal�s back. Seating himself behind her, Sesshoumaru only had to say �go� to command Ah-Un to fly them home for a much-needed reprieve. Wrapping his arms around Rin as they gained some altitude above the forest, Sesshoumaru breathed in her scent, calming the rage he was feeling as they flew west.

~~~~~The Mansion~~~~~

Sesshoumaru�s home, where his father had lived with his mother and Inuyasha�s mother when they had been alive, was nestled into the side of a forested foothill, hidden from bird�s eye view. In his younger days, Sesshoumaru had invariably kicked out Inuyasha and his mother once their father had died. Inuyasha was only a few years old, but he and his mother found a place to stay, or so he heard from Jaken. Since the death of that disgusting hanyou, Naraku, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru had come to a sort of truce, neither seeking the death of the other, nor seeking each other out for any other reason.

The mansion was large, but not so large as to attract attention to it. Only one servant lived there, keeping the rooms clean and preparing food for Rin and Jaken. An elderly woman, the servant rarely spoke except to answer to Sesshoumaru�s summons or to chat with Rin.

The tall trees blocked any travelers from seeing the front of the home from the higher elevations of the surrounding area, and the rear of the home was built into the foothill. Ah-Un knew the way home, though, and dropped down through a tiny break in the trees about fifty feet from the ence.nce. Rin jumped off happily before Sesshoumaru could assist her, and ran to the front doors with two bags from Ah-Un�s sides. Jaken grumbled about Rin�s lack of manners, but quickly squelched his complaints after getting a cold stare from Sesshoumaru.

�Tadaima, Sayo! We�re finally back!� Inside the genkan, Rin set down the two bags, slipped out of her sandals, and put on her house shoes. Running into the hallway, Rin looked left and then right before seeing the old woman coming around the corner down the right hall. Jogging to meet the servant, Rin whispered hurriedly, �I must tell you what happened between Sesshoumaru-sama and I while we were gone! It finally happened, Sayo! And I�m with child, too! I must admit that I�m afraid of the birthing. Helping mother with other women when they were laboring made me want to never have a child, but I think I�d do anything for Sesshoumaru-sama!�

Rin kept the conversation short and to the point: the way Sayo preferred it to be. The whole time that Rin was quietly gossiping with Sayo, the old woman merely nodded, her expression unchanging and flat. From behind Rin, though, Jaken waddled in carrying a bag.

�This is good news, Rin-san. I hope the best for you and Sesshoumaru-sama. Now I must help with the unpacking,� Sayo said in a deadpan voice. Rin nodded and followed the servant to the entrance where Sayo took the bag from Jaken and continued on down the hall. She brought her feet out of the slippers before stepping into a tatami room and disappeared inside. Rin looked back out of the entrance to see Jaken pulling another bag off of Ah-Un, but then Sesshoumaru blocked her view as he stepped inside.

�Okaeri, Sesshoumaru-sama,� Rin said, smiling. Sesshoumaru put on his house slippers and walked by Rin to look down the hall where Sayo disappeared. Setting his hand on Rin�s shoulder, Sesshoumaru leaned down to whisper a �tadaima� in Rin�s ear before walking towards the open tatami room. Rin felt a shiver go down her spine. Sayo stepped out of the tatami room and put her house slippers back on before bowing to Sesshoumaru.

�Okaeri, Sesshoumaru-sama,� she said. �Your orders?� Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow at her, uncomprehending as to how she could still be alive. He was half-expecting her to have died of old age by now.

�Rin and Jaken will need their dinner soon. We shall be staying for two months.� He continued on past the servant down the hall and around the corner. Rin went back outside to help Jaken take Ah-Un to the small stable off to the side of the mansion, and Sayo made her way to the kitchen to prepare the meal. Jaken waved Rin away when she tried to help him remove the harness from Ah-Un�s heads, so Rin headed back inside their home. Smelling broth already simmering from the kitchen, Rin turned left and peeked her head around the corner. Seeing that the door to Sesshoumaru�s room was open, she walked to the entrance and looked inside. Sesshoumaru was sitting at the window, having taken his armor off, and looking out at the waning light of the day. Studying him for a moment, Rin admired how the soft light of sunset made his skin glow and his white hair shimmer with temporary red highlights.

�It�s good to be home,� Rin said softly. Sesshoumaru took his gaze away from the window to look at Rin, who fidgeted under his stare.

�Come inside and shut the door,� Sesshoumaru purred, his mood obvious. Rin blushed but smiled and removed her house slippers. Stepping inside, she slid the door shut and padded over to him, sitting on her shins. Feeling unbearably shy for some reason, Rin couldn�t keep eye contact with Sesshoumaru and played with the black embroidery on the skirt of her kimono. An ache was clawing her stomach, though, and Rin wanted to be as close to Sesshoumaru as possible.

Seeing a shadow pass over her hands, Rin looked up and saw Sesshoumaru leaning over her. His face remained expressionless for another couple of seconds before it softened as his eyes searched her face. Bringing her arms up, Rin wove them around Sesshoumaru�s neck and parted her mouth. She closed her eyes, waiting for him to make the first move. His breath spilled over her lips, and Rin stretched her neck to press her lips against his, moving them slowly but deliberately. Sesshoumaru slid his arms around her, squeezing her to his chest and lowering them to the tatami mats. Groaning into Sesshoumaru�s mouth as he slid his tongue inside, Rin fisted her hands in the cloth over his shoulders, missing the feel of body against hers, even if it had only been a bit more than a day since they had last made love.

Feeling Sesshoumaru�s hand underneath the skirt of her kimono, sliding its way up her thigh, Rin felt her blood pooling to her lower abdomen, but enough stayed behind to tint her cheeks with a dark blush. Sesshoumaru was aching to be inside of her again, but his ears picked up slow footsteps heading towards the room. Lifting his head away from Rin to look up at the door, Sesshoumaru�s mood turned sour. Though the door was closed, it was obvious that Sayo was back for something. Rin, unaware of the servant�s presence, quietly whispered,

�Sesshoumaru�onegai. I need you to make love to me.� She pressed her lips to Sesshoumaru�s throat, but gasped when she heard Sayo�s voice through the door.

�Rin-san, your dinner is ready.� With that, the old woman simply began to walk back to the kitchens. Obviously, her hearing wasn�t all that great anymore, and she hadn�t heard Rin�s desperately whispered plea. Rin let her head fall back onto the tatami mat, and looked up at Sesshoumaru to see what he would do. He seemed to be listening for when Sayo would most definitely not be within earshot, and looked down at his mate with an unreadable expression. Rin could feel his arousal against her other thigh, and dinner seemed like a trivial need at the moment.

�Eat your dinner, but return quickly,� Sesshoumaru commanded, rolling off of her. He stood up, helping Rin to her feet. Rin felt like she should say something, like an apology, but nothing seemed to come out. Sesshoumaru merely shook his head at her, noiselessly brushing aside the implied apology, and Rin bowed, quickly sliding the door open and walking briskly to the kitchens. As she neared them, the scent of the soup Sayo had made was making her mouth water now that she was away from Sesshoumaru�s distracting body. She peeked her head around the corner of the doorjamb, and saw Sayo stirring the soup, looking like it was the most boring thing in the world. Rin amusedly imaged Sayo smoking one of the pipes she had seen those courtesans using when she was but a young teenager and peeking at a caravan of human nobility while out with her Sesshoumaru-sama. Jaken was slurping up the soup at the table, sitting on his little stumpy legs. Coming inside the kitchen, Rin said,

�It smells really good, Sayo.� The old woman looked up, still stirring and reached for a bowl with her other hand. Spooning some of the soup into the bowl, she set it down on the table across from Jaken and placed chopsticks on the rim. Rin sat down, tucking her feet under her primly and picked up the chopsticks. �Itadakimasu!� From the corner of her eye, Rin saw Sayo smirk just a bit, and tried to eat as quickly as possible without looking like Jaken. Finishing the soup, Rin stood up and set the bowl and chopsticks on the counter, thanking Sayo for cooking. Jaken merely grunted from his seat at the table to indicate that he wanted more, and Sayo walked over to pick up his bowl without commenting. Running outside to the well, Rin pumped a bit of water into a bucket and washed her hands and face, drying them on a towel that Sayo brought to her from the door of the kitchens.

Silently taking back the now damp towel, Sayo watched Rin run off to the front hallway on her way back to Sesshoumaru�s room. She made a mental note not to disturb the master until it was time to serve Rin�s breakfast. Rin, a bit breathless, rounded the corner of the hallway and slowed her step. Looking into the room, Rin gasped in surprise when she found Sesshoumaru standing only three feet away from the door. grabgrabbed her arm and pulled her inside, shutting the door behind her. Rin stood there, a bit shocked, as he systematically pulled and tugged at the obi of her kimono.

�S� Sesshou�maru-sama,� Rin quietly said with her arms pulled up to stay out of his way. Feeling wanted and desired, Rin�s cheeks blushed and she smiled despite her best attempts. Rin looked to the side with a quick glance while he removed her clothing, seeing his futon was laid out and covered with a silk sheet. The room was already much darker since the sun was nearly set, but Sesshoumaru had already lit a candle that sat near the window. The obi finally came free of her waist, and Rin stifled a pained noise as he too roughly pulled it away from her waist. She was unable to help it, though, when he pushed the garment off of her shoulders, along with her under-robe. The shock of open air was enough to make her gasp.

Now in only her socks, Rin watched as Sesshoumaru quite easily removed his clothing in only a few breaths. She walked past him towards the open window to shut it once Sesshoumaru was nearly finished, but stopped and faced Sesshoumaru again when she heard her name gruffly spoken. Sesshoumaru�s eyebrows were scrunched together a small measure, though the rest of his face was still expressionless. He turned her back towards the light of the candle in case his demon sight was tricking him, and flipped her braid over her shoulder. There was a large purple bruise in the middle of Rin�s back, and the scabbing welts of the claw marks he had made in her skin had allowed the blood from the bruise to pool down the three marks to her lower back, bruising that skin as well.

�Where did this bruise come from?� Sesshoumaru said, his voice deepening as ans anger rose. Rin didn�t need to ponder the question�she knew exactly when it had happened.

�When I was running away from the spider demons this morning, one of them knocked me down by hitting me in the back.� She felt the pads of his fingers lightly trace the abused skin on her back and closed her eyes.

�This will be painful to lie on,� Sesshoumaru commented, earning an agreeing nod from Rin. Sesshoumaru placed his hands on Rin�s shoulders, squeezing the tense muscles. �Put on your under-robe. We will sleep tonight.in gin gasped in surprise at his command, turning around to give him a confused look.

�But, why?� Rin asked, disappointed.

�Mating now would be uncomfortable to you,� Sesshoumaru explained. He was about to bend down to grab Rin�s under-robe, determined to stick to his decision, when Rin stepped forward, bringing her scent and body much closer to him.

�But, Sesshoumaru-sama, I�I� I need you,� Rin said achingly, sliding her palms over Sesshoumaru�s hips. She saw his jaw tighten and felt his arousal poking her abdomen again.

�I do not wish to cause you any more pain, love,� Sesshoumaru said, his voice rough. Rin�s hands tightened on Sesshoumaru�s hips, and she felt a deep, dark blush rise to her cheeks.

�B�but�we don�t�� She paused, trying to sort through her shyness. �We�don�t have to�I mean, I don�t have�to be lying down�right?� He watched her desperate face through passion-glazed eyes, and a half-growl, half-purr spilled from his lips. Brushing the pads of his fingers down her arm, Sesshoumaru�s eyes darkened to the color of lust. He gently grasped Rin�s wrists and pulled her toward the futon, walking backwards slowly. Rin felt her heartbeat pick up, making her a bit dizzy, and she had to admit to herself that she loved the way Sesshoumaru elicited that reaction.

At the foot of the futon, he turned hery fry from him and slid his arm around her ribcage while his other hand smoothed its way down her side and over her hip to sneak between her legs. Rin automatically and unconsciously spread her stance to allow him access, and gingerly leaned back against his chest as his fingers delicately slid between her lips, spreading her open. Softly rubbing the jewel hidden underneath the tender skin there, Sesshoumaru ro the the pearl between two fingers, eliciting an impatient half-groan, half-sigh from Rin. I have to be careful. Careful�

�Can�can I ask you something, Sesshoumaru-sama?� Rin sighed. Sesshoumaru brought his mind back into focus and forced his mouth to respond.

�Aa, you can, Rin.� Rin made a small whimper, feeling her level of excitement rising as Sesshoumaru rubbed a particularly sensitive spot.

�When we�when we mate, Sesshoumaru-sama� why do I feel�wet between my legs?� Rin asked. Sesshoumaru felt his arousal jump at that question, and brushed his cheek against Rin�s hair.

�Your body knows that a male is about to enter and give you his seed. It has evolved a way of�lubricating the way in so that you only feel pleasure.� Sesshoumaru obviously sensed the erotic nature of their conversation, and reveled in it, glad that he was the one to answer Rin�s questions.

�Even if I�m thinkiboutbout you, my body can tell, Sesshoumaru-sama?� Rin asked. Rin set her hand over the one between her thighs, sliding her fingers over Sesshoumaru�s as they moved over her most sensitive spot. Sesshoumaru felt tight and strained from the arousing way Rin was reacting to the movements of his hands.

�Do you think about me in a sexual way, Rin?� Sesshoumaru asked, very much ready to hear her answer. The throbbing member between his legs had to hear it. Leaning down to take Rin�s earlobe between his lips, Sesshoumaru�s other hand cupped Rin�s breast, squeezing it lightly in time to the rhythmic rubbing of his fingers. Rin shakily sighed and brought her free hand back to hold the side of her master�s jaw. She could hear the wet smacks of his fingers as they worked in the liquid of her body, and felt all the more aroused by the sound.

�Often, Sesshoumaru-sama. At least twice a day�if not more.� Rin shuddered beneath Sesshoumaru�s caresses, and he pressed a kiss to the hollow behind her ear, still gently rubbing his fingers against Rin�s body, now well lubricated.

�Your mind and body are connected, Rin. Though sometimes your body does not answer your mind�s will, it always listens to it.�

�I understand then�why it happened so often��uhhhnnn�ohh, Sesshoumaru-sama,� Rin achingly said, moving her hips subtly.

�Rin�� Sesshoumaru huskily whispered. For another couple of minutes, he tended to her body, working up her arousal as her fingers followed the movements of his own. Then bending his knees, Sesshoumaru pulled Rin down to the futon. She placed her knees on the smooth silk and leaned forward, fisting her hands in the sheet. Sesshoumaru let his arousal slide between her thighs and continued to work Rin�s pearl underneath the pads of his fingers.

�Unhhh�Sesshoumaru-sama�onegai,� Rin sighed, groaning down at the floor. Sesshoumaru, no longer seeing the wounds on her back, but rather, seeing his mate on her hands and knees, aroused and ready, felt more fervent and excited than he had yet been. He took hold of her hips as he shifted on his knees to position himself at her entrance. Pushing forward, Sesshoumaru couldn�t contain the growl of male satisfaction as he entered her body. The feelings he experienced when he made love to her were altogether overpowering, something that seemed to only happen to him with Rin. She moaned in reaction, arching her spine downward to give him the most access. Having Sesshoumaru inside her body was a shocking but pleasurable experience�and it never felt the same. Hitting home inside her, Sesshoumaru immediately pulled back again and shoved forward, his animal instinct at the edge of his consciousness. He thrust into her body and made sure her hips met him by pulling back with his hands. Breathing heavily from keeping his climax at bay, Sesshoumaru still could not stop himself from appreciating the friction, which wasn�t helping his cause.

Rin was gripping the sheet in her hands, her body jerking forward with every thrust. Loving the tight fit and the way he rubbed inside of her, Rin closed her eyes to concentrate on the feel of his length grating against the small sensitive spot above her entrance, filling her, and stretching the walls of her body. Rin breathed erratically as she felt the first few tendrils of sensation uncurling in her stomach and let her head drop down between her arms. Sesshoumaru continued pumping his arousal into her body�s tight muscles, feeling heat snaking its way up his length. Rin�s mouth was open in a silent cry as her skin began to tingle in reaction to the pleasure about to roll down her body. She could feel her breasts bouncing forward with her, and her own hair tickled the insides of her arms, which were stiff with strain.

�Harder, master�unhhh, push harder, onegai�it�s so good �you feel so good,� Rin sighed, feeling her womanhood pulsating with pleasure, though she wasn�t yet to her climax. Sesshoumaru purred in reaction to her hot words, his arousal growing even more inside hery asy as he shoved in and out of her. He wanted to mirror her sentiment, but couldn�t find his voice at the moment. For what felt like five minutes, Sesshoumaru made love to her, plunging into her body and pausing to roll his hips once in a while, all the time pushing as fully as he could with each thrust.

�Unhhh�Sesshoumaru, onegai,� Rin cried out, needing to finish soon. Her arms were getting tired and her thighs shook with tension. Sesshoumaru gripped her hips more tightly and picked up the pace, plunging into her body hard and fast. Growling as he felt the heat of his orgasm burning up along his length, he finally reached a high, dizzying peak and spilled inside her body, which welcomed the heat even as it thudded around him, clutching at his member. Kami� Rin, how do you know what I love? Or maybe it�s that I love everything you do. Rin climaxed brutally, moaning into the silk sheet as Sesshoumaru thrust a few more times, drawing out the gratifying pulsations before stopping at the mouth of her womb to finish. Her arms gave out, and Rin�s upper body met the futon. Rin turned her head to the side, gasping for air and noticing, for some reason, that the silk beneath her cheek was cool to the touch. Every time, it�s different�

Because I love him more each time.

Both took a couple of minutes to catch their breath and let their bodies return to normal before Sesshoumaru withdrew from Rin�s body and lied down on the futon, tired for the first time in a long time. Rin snuggled up against his chest, but landed a kiss on his mouth before closing her eyes and tucking her nose into the crook of his neck. Sesshoumaru reached behind her to find the edge of the sheet and pulled the other half over them.

�I�I wanted to say something before we retire for the night, Sesshoumaru-sama,� Rin said, her voice muffled against his throat. She knew he heard her all the same, though. Hearing no response, Rin assumed that he meant for her to continue. �Those youkai this morning� I remember six coming out of the tree line to the south, but we only found four bodies in total. Then�I wondered why they attacked us knowing that they had no chance against you...� Rin waited for him to answer, but got nothing for a minute. Thinking that he wasn�t going to say anything, Rin relaxed against him, letting her body fall asleep.

�I wondered that as well, Rin,� Sesshoumaru finally answered, and his voice sounded daunting. Rin shuddered against him in fear of the unknown, but Sesshoumaru draped his arm over her hip to squeeze her backside. �Now go to sleep. I will wake you in the morning.� Rin let it go at that, knowing he would ponder the question all night. She fell asleep, thinking of the feel of Sesshoumaru inside her body and growing warm with the memory of it.

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Once again, heavily revised, though this didn�t seem to need quite as much revision. If you�ve read these chapters before the revisions, do you like the re-writes?

~~Sincerely,
The Black Cat
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