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This Sesshoumaru Reluctantly Wants You...	By : darkduchess Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 30435 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter 4: Proposition
Day Five, Inu Yasha’s Forest, Early Morning
Kagome awoken the next morning feeling frustrated. She been waking up like that for the past few nights and it was became tiresome. Every night so far, she had these dreams about a certain demon lord. Not the normal homicidal nightmares, which would have been a normal dream when he’s involved. But the kind of dreams that left a woman…cranky. The dreams would start off with them bickering like they usually do. But suddenly, they were locking lips and yanking at each other’s clothes like crazed things. And right before things got…uh…interesting, she would gasp awake feeling all types of guilty.
The miko reached up to brush her bangs from her heated forehead.
It was wrong. It had to be. Fantasizing about the demon lord wasn’t…right for some reason but at the same time not completely wrong.
She looked over at the face that plagued her mind and dreams like a nasty pimple on your forehead that won’t go away.
It was annoying really, how pretty he was. How can one posses a face so angelic and yet a heart so cold? Angelic, beautiful, regal, perfect and many other adjectives many people in her time pay large sums of money to only imitate. The only difference between them and the demon lord was that he didn’t have to pay to look gorgeous, he just was. From the day he was born to now, he was a walking masterpiece of Mother Nature. Eyelashes so long that it should be illegal, flawless pale skin, long damnably silky hair and lips so full and heart shaped that they should be…kissed?
Curiously, Kagome locked on Sesshoumaru’s lips; the overly shapely, smooth, plush looking things of flesh that they were. Damn him! It wasn’t fair. But still. Unfair as it was, it didn’t change the fact that she was hopelessly attracted to him.
“You find this one fascinating, miko.” The object of her growing desire stated in a hushed matter of fact tone. It startled the crap out of her.
She jerked to attention from her ogling red as a tomato. Coyly, she looked at his eyes while admonishing herself for being caught staring like a horny idiot. Horny? No, not horny, uh…curious? Yes, that sounds better. Staring like a curious idiot sounded less lecherous.
Clearing her throat, she snapped in a haughty whisper, “Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not all that fascinating.”
Sesshoumaru regarded her silently for a moment. “Hn.” The hummed quietly before closing his eyes, dismissing her completely.
Kagome frowned at the retreating demon lord. Is that all you have to say? You can do better than that. She urged as she continued to watch him, hoping to get a rouse out of him. He had to feel her glaring in his direction.
When he remained impassive, she huffed loudly then rolled over to idly stroke Shippou’s hair. The kit nuzzled into her hand with a sleepy smile.
Did I touch a nerve? She snuck a glance over her shoulder to the ‘sleeping’ demon lord holding his ward protectively in his arms.
I couldn’t have insulted him that much; I snap at him like this all the time and it hasn’t bothered him before.
Shrugging, she looked around and saw no one was up yet. Well, someone has to get the morning started. Getting up after a little stretch she made her way over to gather her bathing supplies and her favorite towel. She moved to wake Shippou from his dreams of lollipops and pocky sticks. Looking at the pool of drool in his pillow, she couldn’t imagine him dreaming of anything else that didn’t involve sugar.
The kit yawned and stretched as he watched his mom fold up the blankets. He helped folded the sleeping bag and tucked it away in her large yellow sack then dug in it for his favorite toys.
A nod of thanks to her kit, Kagome turned to retrieve Rin as she had every morning since the little girl started staying in their camp. She drew up short at the sight of Rin sleeping soundly snuggled close against her guardian’s chest. Biting her lip she pondered the situation.
Usually, Rin slept with her and Shippou on her sleeping bag and Sesshoumaru would be off somewhere doing who knew what. He was always back after they all done their morning routine so it was never an issue. And it goes without saying that it would be completely unwise to just pluck his ward from his arms while he’s asleep, if he’s asleep.
“What to do, what to do?” she said quietly. She didn’t want Rin upset with her for not waking her to join them for morning bath time.
Ever since Rin had followed her and Shippou that morning to the hot spring with a lonely look in her eyes, Kagome promised the lonely child from then on she would include her in their morning ritual. And by the will of Kami she WILL include this child in EVERY morning routine.
The girl was in desperate need of companionship. And Kagome will not let the demon lord deprive the child quality time with people. Social development is a very important aspect in a growing child’s life.
Worrying her bottom lip, the miko slowly reached for the sleeping girl while watching Sesshoumaru’s face for the slightest movement.
Little did the miko know, the demon lord was wide awake and aware everything she attempted to do. He had been aware since she awoke a few moments ago. Curiosity was the only reason he allowed her to be so close him. And to be honest with himself, he wanted the intimate proximity to revel in that sickeningly sweet scent of hers.
Shippou gnawed underdeveloped claws away in anxiety watching his mother figure. Couldn’t she just skip this for today? Shippou likes Rin and all but not so much that he would risk his life prying her from the claws of the Killing Perfection.
Unable to handle the anxiety, Shippou pleaded quietly to his mother figure, “Kagome cant we just leave her for today. She looks comfortable where she…”
A wide-eyed glare in his direction halted his words in his throat. He knew the demon lord’s hearing was insanely sensitive and did her no favors giving her advice. Kagome chanced a glance at the demon lord’s face and her heart dropped to her stomach. Wide, alert and confused eyes watched her silently. Said eyes fell slowly to her outreached hands in question.
Aware of her suspicious position, she quickly snatched her hands away from Rin’s body.
Plastering a sugary smile on her face, she chuckled nervously. “Oh don’t pay me any mind. I was just going to borrow Rin for a bit.”
Sesshoumaru raised a perfectly arched brow. “For what purpose.” He stated rather than asked looking down to his still sleeping ward then reached to pull her thumb out of her mouth. The girl muttered incoherently and snuggled deeper against his chest.
“W-well. I always take her with me and Shippou to the hot springs for bath time. We did it every morning since she’s been here.”
He regarded the miko skeptically. Recently, he did notice a change in his ward’s hygiene. But he was under the impression this was a change she took upon herself. Before, the girl was most adamant about bathing leaving Sesshoumaru to believe that the miko may be forcing her.
Reading the look on his face, Kagome placed her hands on her hips to snap quietly, “I’m not forcing her if that’s…”
“Y-Y-Yes L-Lord Sesshoumaru. I’ve noticed from the beginning that Rin longed to be included in Lady Kagome’s morning routine and her Lady has made gracious efforts to include her every morning.” Added a nervous Jaken out of nowhere. The imp cleared his throat casting his eyes downward.
Kagome looked over in disbelief at the bowing kappa. Did he just refer to me as ‘her Lady’? Where the hell did that come from?
Though he appeared bored with the kappa’s comment, Sesshoumaru was shocked. Did the kappa really come to the miko’s defense? Narrowing his eyes in suspicion, he slowly passed a waking Rin to Kagome.
“Very well.” the demon lord replied as if uninterested with his eyes still on Jaken.
Bowing for good measure, Kagome gathered the girl to her chest as she backed away slowly watching Sesshoumaru send unreadable stares towards his retainer. She motioned for Shippou to grab the bathing supplies and towel.
Nodding, Shippou jumped into action. He struggled with the little bag and towel until Jaken huddled over to retrieve them from the little kit.
“Allow me help you Lady Kagome.” The imp said nervously.
With nothing much else to say, Kagome could only watch the kappa make his way over to her side as if it was a normal everyday thing. She couldn’t bring herself to look in Sesshoumaru’s direction. It would only make things more awkward. Not wanting to linger, she motioned for Shippou to follow her.

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Sesshoumaru watched the miko and his retainer leave with the pups. He was completely baffled by the imp’s odd behavior. At the sound of movement, he looked to the waking slayer and monk also watching the leaving party confused. The thing that bothered him most was the sight of the hanyou smiling in approval at the retreating party. Raising a contemplative brow, the demon lord reclined against his tree and pondered. His retainer had some explaining to do.
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At the hot spring, Jaken laid out the blanket as asked and sat at the edge of it facing away from the bathing trio giving them their privacy.
Kagome sunk low into the water watching the imp’s back speculatively. What the hell is he up to?
“Hey Kagome, can we play that duck counting game now?” Rin shouted excitedly. She loved bath time now that there are fun things to do. Kagome always brought the best toys.
Kagome returned her attention the bouncing 6 year old child. She really does enjoy learning doesn’t she? I was shocked to find out she couldn’t write her own name. Surely someone as anal as Sesshoumaru would at least have taught her something as simple as calligraphy.
Smiling, Kagome pulled out the bag of floatable duck toys and set them on the water. She then gathered all of them in group. “Okay, now call for your baby ducklings Momma Rin!” playfully shouted the miko.
Excited, Rin shouted happily, “Quack, Quack!!” Immediately Kagome pushed three round different colored ducks in Rin’s direction. Clapping, Rin hugged the three ducks to her body in the rippled water.
“Now tell me how many ducklings you have Mamma Rin.”
“uh…One” She started to count off then hesitated. “…f-four?” Rin sent an unsure glance to Kagome. The smiling miko shook her head no and urged her to try again holding two fingers up this time to help her remember. Rin looked at the miko’s fingers closely then finally remembered the number associated with that gesture. Grinning widely, she shouted happily, “Two!!” Kagome smiled brightly then nodded encouragingly. “One, Two….Fou” Rin watched Kagome frown then quickly corrected herself, “THREE!! I have One. Two. Three baby duckies!!” Shippou clapped his hands happily with Rin.
Since Shippou knew his numbers up to 100 already, Kagome passed the remaining 9 floating ducks to Shippou. He knew enough that he could teach and keep sharp at the same time. She already went over the basic Kanji and even taught him how to add and subtract. Rin had only just learned how to count and apply them to everyday things.
Kagome sat back and observed the two children only intervening to correct them ever so often all the while relaxing in the warm water she loved so much.
If she had a choice as to what demon she would be reincarnated as…she would have to pick a water demon; a mermaid-like water demon. It was most likely they existed since every other type of demon seems to. They had dog demons, cat demons…She yawned. Boar demons, bear demons…She sighed as she closed her eyes for a moment. Only a moment. She promised herself. Eventually, she was dreaming that she was a beautiful mermaid swimming about the vast ocean waves. She smiled in her sleep.
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Jaken still facing the other direction mulled over his thoughts. I wonder why milord is so uneager to return to the palace. Didn’t he know how important it was that he returned at once? His mother will be most cross with him should he remain absent…Perhaps he didn’t not receive the missive his mother written him. I just know I laid the scroll on his desk... But the knowing what his mother expected of him, I wouldn’t doubt he was delaying his return on purpose.
Jaken fell deeper into thought… Is it possible he overlooked it maybe?
If he has… how? How could his Lord overlook such an extravagantly decorated scroll lying isolated on his desk? Jaken could have sworn he laid it where he could see it. As his memory cleared, his eyes widen an impossible degree. He suddenly remembered. With trepidation, the imp patted his haori and sure enough, the telltale lump against his side made him whimper.
Of course; that’s why his lord didn’t find returning to the palace important. He never got the missive. Frantic with worry, the imp worried his claws. His lord always hated to receive news late; especially when it was important. Lord Sesshoumaru would surely kill him for his mistake. How does one casually walk up to the lord with a late missive? Oh. Here’s that missive you were supposed to receive five suns ago…
NO. It just wasn’t done. His lord will strike him down for sure. But there was no helping it. He had to give him the missive no matter how late it was. It was his duty to keep his lord posted on the latest business concerning his palace. His duty…his duty…Jaken whimpered and held his head in his claws. I don’t wanna die. He inwardly sobbed. He was so caught up in fretting that he failed to acknowledge that he was surrounded by two curious children watching the many expressions cross his homely face.
“What gotcha so spooked toad?”
Startled, Jaken screeched and jumped back from the imposing kit invading his personal space. He looked back and forth between the two children nervously then back to find the miko sleeping soundly against a rock. Useless wench.
“Spooked? What’s spooked?” Asked the ever curious Rin.
Shippou had to stop and think about that himself not sure how to put it into words.
He tapped his chin in thought. “Uh, spooked is when…is when ya scared of somethin’.”
“Ohhh.” Rin’s said in awe.
Shippou then suddenly grabbed the kappa by his collar pulling him towards his face menacingly. “Okay, toad-face spill. What are you up to? It better not be nuthin sneaky or your gonna get it!” he growled.
Who knew the little whelp could be so menacing. Shaken up, Jaken snatched himself away from the unusually frightening kit.
“That would be none of your concern you insolent whelp. Furthermore you shouldn’t disrespect your superiors, and should you continue this …” Jaken looked over to Kagome, who was still sleeping soundly, then remembered how much authority she held over the evil little pup. A smug smile graced his unsightly features, “misbehavior, I believe Lady Kagome would be most upset with you.” he finished calmly.
Suddenly the kit lost his bravado then looked worriedly to his momma figure. Kagome may favor him but she wouldn’t hesitate to admonish him should he misbehave.
Grunting rudely at Jaken, Shippou turned to Rin when a thought came to him. He may get in trouble but Rin won’t. If anything, Shippou would bet that Sesshoumaru found enjoyment watching Rin innocently torture the ugly imp. Plus, Kagome wouldn’t admonish Rin too much out of fear of upsetting Sesshoumaru.
He sighed with a worried look on his face. “But you looked so sad Jaken. We wanted to help ya, didn’t we Rin?”
The girl gasp and looked to Jaken, genuinely worried. “Oh no. What is wrong Jaken?”
Shippou shook his head. “He wont tell us Rin. He’s…” he hesitated and feigned a pained look on his face. “…he’s trying to be strong. So very strong even as this secrets kills him.”
“Jaken is dying?!” the Rin smacked a hand on the imp’s head, unwittingly hurting the kappa. “No, Jaken cannot die. Master Sesshoumaru will be very sad. What must we do?”
“Be silent girl. There isn’t anything wrong with me!” Jaken snapped when fidgeting with his clothes.
“See the secret already has him lying. We must get him to tell the truth Rin.” The kit placed an assuring hand on Jaken’s shoulder while leering at him. “For his sake.”
“Rin knows, I get Master Sesshoumaru. Jaken never lies to him. Don’t worry Jaken. Rin will save you. Be strong okay.” The girl nodded in finality.
When she stood up and Jaken scrambled after the girl to cling her ankle barely stopping the energetic girl. “NO Rin! Don’t listen to him! Jaken isn’t sick. Jaken is well. Jaken will die if you go to Master Sesshoumaru!”
“Nu-Uh Jaken will die if you don’t tell.” Shippou argued making Rin move again.
“I wont.” Jaken screeched making the girl falter in her steps.
“You will!”
She turned moved again.
“I wont!”
She turned around and stopped.
“You will!”
Rin spun and to walk again but fell over from spinning so much. Poor girl’s eyes were crossed.
“I wont you miserable little….”Jaken raised his staff to whop the kit one.
“Jaken.”
Jumping straight to attention at his master’s voice, Jaken quickly lowered his staff and bowed stiffly towards an approaching Lord Sesshoumaru. “Y-Yes my Lord?”
Sesshoumaru came into the clearing and observed the naked pups then looked towards the spring to find the miko sleeping deeply while slowly descending into the water.
“Dressed them and return to camp.” The demon lord order quietly.
Eager to leave his lordship, Jaken immediately set about urging the children to dress in haste then herded then towards camp. Looking back, Shippou glared heatedly in the imp direction and the kappa waved them along with a hurried wave of his hand. He sent weary glances between the sleeping miko and his lord all the while patting the scroll in his haori nervously.
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Watching the tiny trio leave Sesshoumaru slowly neared the sleeping priestess. The water was unusually fragrant. It smelled of lavender and another sweet scent he was not familiar with. A scent one would associate with a dessert of some kind.
Looking at her peaceful face, he listened to her quiet slow breathing along with the slow steady beat of her heart. Her face was serene and relaxed, her full pink lips were parted looking much too alluring for an unconscious human. Enchanted, the demon lord rounded the spring and crouched near her to take in her vulnerable body through the cloudy waters. Looking lower, he hummed appreciatively at the sight of her sizable pale breasts; lush, weighty mounds of wet flesh. Her dusky pink nipples rose above the steaming waters. It beckoned him, tempted him, and annoyed him. He still found this attraction to the onna so very, very annoying. This fascination couldn’t have been normal. It just couldn’t be. Perhaps, he was his father’s son after all.
The miko stirred releasing a breathy sigh from those cursed full lips then lazily rolled her head to the side. The demon lord’s reddening eyes zeroed in on the slow beat of her heart pulsing beneath the damp skin of her neck. Sesshoumaru shook his head lightly. What was this onna doing to me? In her sleep no less.
He inhaled deeply, taking in her damnably decadent aroma. The sweet, musky, feminine innocence that was her scent. It made him lightheaded. A painful heat burned at the base of his cock rendering him stiff and taut all over. He never felt such an intense desire.
The spell of his lust forced him to reach toward her. His large hand splayed wide as he laid his hand against the pulse in her neck, her flesh softer than he had ever known a human to posses. His hand continued down her body to the pale valley between her breasts denying himself the pleasure of cupping them in his aching palm. The torture added to his maddening desire for her.
He reached to her rounded belly and had to close his eyes and groan deeply. The urge to mate growing strong within hm. More and more, the demon lord found himself wanting to rut the little human into oblivion. Show her what the words in her silly novels couldn’t.
The idea suddenly became the demon lord’s life’s mission.
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Oblivious to the aroused demon lord molesting her in her sleep, Kagome was a mermaid being seduced by the raging waters of the ocean in her dream. The tepid waters raging to and fro under the bright moon in the sky seducing even the calmest of things to stir beneath its dreamy rays. In a daze, she watched white wispy hairs frame the large round moon.
Smiling, she reached a hand toward the moon from beneath the waters to touch the stray strands. Her wrist was captured within a large masculine hand that manifested out of thin air. Slowly, the pale hand caressed her arm then tangled its slender digits into her hair.
Kagome closed her eyes to enjoy the firm tugs. The hand then cupped her cheek gently as another hand boldly made its way up her belly between her heavy breasts. A deep throaty moaned escaped her lips as she pushed against the exploring hands wanting to deepen the contact. Her own arousal grew under the gentle ministrations of the limbless hands.
In the waking world, Sesshoumaru found himself standing in the water close against the unconscious woman. His hand was tangled in her hair to keep her face above water as the other caressed her bare chest. He moaned when she suddenly pushed her soft flesh against his palm feeling her nipples pebble against it.
Blindly the miko reached for his hand and caressed it lovingly urging him to squeeze her tighter. Obliging her, he smirked when she bucked against him wrapping her legs shamelessly about his hips. The lewd act brought her sex dangerously close to his raging erection. He burned to be buried deep inside her virginal sheath where he would take her slow and hard until she was convulsing around his length.
Sesshoumaru’s hands stilled. His need to posses this woman startled him. Did he want this woman so much that he was willing to lay claim on her? Mate her?
Sobering at the thought, he lessened his hold on the miko’s breast, much to her chagrin.
No, he thought. He couldn’t allow himself to become so involved with the human. His reputation and duty to the west wouldn’t allow him to. He can only treat this as he have all other carnal relations. This was a simple rut, a way to slate each other’s lust, nothing more. He couldn’t allow it to be.
With new purpose, he tugged gently on a harden nipple while delighting in the miko squirming in his hold. Her eyes were still close and she was still deep in slumber even under his lewd onslaught. He must remedy this. If there was one thing, the demon lord prided himself on it was that he never had to take advantage of a woman. No matter how much she appears to want it within her sleep.
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In her dream, Kagome was needy and frustrated with an urge that she just can’t fulfill on her own. The hands of her lover denied her a release she so desperately wanted.
“Miko...”
Kagome opened her eyes looking about the ocean waters at the sound of a husky voice echoing across the roaring waves.
“Miko awaken.”
Awaken? What does he mean awaken? When did I go to sleep?
“If you want me to fulfill your need, you must awaken miko.” The voice reasoned.
That voice was strangely familiar. She looked towards the moon. Could it be a moon god?
“Fulfill whose need?” She called back towards the moon that shined above her. Looking closely she watched as the moon slowly fade away until it was but a sliver in the sky. “Beautiful.” She sighed at the sight.
“Indeed miko.” The deep voice replied in an amused tone.
Miko? Why does he keep calling me miko? It reminds me of someone. Kagome thought curiously.
“Who are you?” She asked again while caressing the hand against her breast. She felt the current of the water rush across her hips in a way that resembled a man grinding into her.
“Rut with me.” The husky voice demanded.
The sound of a car hitting the brakes screeched in her mind. Rut? Who the hell says rut? Sex, sure. Fuck, maybe. But rut?
“Rut? Who are you?”
The voice chuckled. “Open your eyes miko” the voice said clearing of the dreamy echoes and crashing waves of the ocean.
Kagome watched the crescent moon in the sky slowly turn blue before her eyes. The wispy clouds framing the moon slowly morphed into white damp hair. Confused, she reached up to touch the silky strands then touched the blue crescent moon between them. Flesh? Hair? Okay it’s a forehead. And this forehead belongs to…
Kagome lowered her eyes to hooded golden ones, filled with lust and a hint of amusement. Golden eyes, white hair, C-CRESCENT MOON!?! Holy friggin’ k-k-KAMI!!
Eyes wide as saucers, Kagome can only stutter miserably the name of the demon lord holding her in his strong arms. She snatched her hand back from his forehead as if scalded.
“S-s She- Se-sS-Sess-Ses…” she started, her face growing hot in embarrassment and excitement.
Smelling her arousal spiking, the demon lord shamelessly ground their hips making his need known. His covered erection pulsed and throbbed against her softness. The urge to thrust deep into her was growing ever stronger.
Amused by her shocked expression, Sesshoumaru cupped her reddening cheek then leaned down to whisper close against her ear. “This one has a proposition for you.”
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