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Love and Slaves	By : CherryFlavored Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 28482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-Abducted
- 2-Encounter
- 3-Miko
- 4-Problematic
- 5-Bound
- 6-Magnetic
- 7-Bonds?
- 8-Departure
- 9-Angel
- 10-Tempted
- 11-Toxic
- 12-Realizations
- 13-Toad
- 14-Other Half
- 15-Hers
- 16-His
- 17-Separation
- 18-Anxious
- 19-One
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- 5
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-Cherry

Chapter 4: Problematic

Kagome stared at where there had once been a cut along her arm, that had now disappeared. What just happened? Oh my god.
The man in front of her still staring at her, as if the answers to his questions were written on her face. "How?" he asked quietly.
Kagome then looked up at him, her body shaking from the shock of what just happened. This had never happened before. She had been injured numerous times throughout the years, but nothing too severe. She didn't know what to do.
"How?!" he yelled after receiving no answer the first time.
Kagome trembled at his tone and pulled her arms around her body, wanting to sink into the warm water and come back up to the surface to have none of this be happening.
"I don't know. I never.. It's never happened before," she pleaded to him.
Miroku then retreated into the bedroom, just to reappear with clothing in his hands. "Change into these, we need to go." Miroku set the clothes on a table near the tub. He then reached for a towel on the towel rack next to the window sill. He opened up the towel and put it in front of his body and the tub, implying for Kagome to dry herself off.
"I'm not getting out until you leave," she said nervously.
"This isn't the time to feel embarrassed, we need to go. Now," Miroku looked down at her fiercely, hoping that she would comply.
Kagome bit her soon-to-be trembling lip, then slowly moved to the stairs that led out of the tub, "Don't look."
Miroku glared at her more, but turned his head to the side anyway. Kagome quickly rose out of the water and grabbed the towel from him, wrapping it around her as fast as possible. Her body reacted to the cold air, making her shiver. She rubbed the towel over her skin, getting as much water off of her as possible.
Miroku looked back in Kagome's direction, smiling at the sight before him. She had been rubbing the towel down her legs when he had faced her, getting a glorious view of her round, feminine backside. He couldn't help but suck in a breath and turn his attention else. Calm down.
Kagome finished drying herself off and then grabbed the clothes from the table. A simple maroon-colored dress that felt of velvet. Kagome swiftly let go of the towel and pulled the dress on over her head. It was not very long, it had only gone down to right above her knees. The neckline going down into a U-shape, which barely went off her shoulders. It gave quite a view to her cleavage. The sleeves went to her forearms before it turned into the same colored maroon in lace. She then noticed that there were no undergarments provided in the clothing Miroku had brought from the room, and whipped her head to the side to look at Miroku. "Where is the underwear?" she asked icily.
"You are done then? Let's go." Miroku grabbed onto her arm and led her out of the bathroom, followed by bedroom, then down a large corridor to their left. Kagome had nothing but this velvety dress as her attire. No shoes, no socks, nothing. Her feet felt cold against the marble flooring, coupled with the cold air that surrounded ever inch of skin that was exposed to it. They passed many people. It was almost shocking at how many people seemed to live in this place. She hadn't noticed anyone the day before when she was brought, Maybe it has to do with what Rin was saying about "before everyone is back". Many of the people they passed had given her cold stares, some had given her questioning looks, as if to ask "What are you doing here?" In either case, it had made Kagome feel even more uneasy.
The amount of people seen had lessened as Miroku led her to what seemed to be a more private part of the mansion. Feeling as if their journey to go who-know's-where would never end, she heard Miroku tell her to be quiet and not say a word. Kagome swallowed hard as she stood there behind him silently. Her heart raced as she could only imagine what was going to happen next.
Miroku exhaled a breath and closed his eyes momentarily before he then led her a few more feet forward, before pushing open a door that Kagome didn't even notice beforehand. Miroku tightened his grip on her hand and led her inside.
The doors closed behind them as both Miroku and Kagome took witness to the scene ahead of them. There lay a naked woman, moaning to the high heavens as her body rose off the bed she lay on with a man hovering above her. Kagome immediately recognized the silver mane and the masculine frame that was on top of the female's. Kagome gasped and quickly put her hand over her mouth. The sight before her surprising her to new lengths.
Sesshoumaru sat up from his position, looking over his shoulder in their direction. His face looked as if he had been expecting to be interrupted, for he didn't seem to mind at all that the two had just seen him in the middle of mating. His eyes moved to Kagome, noticing how she quickly averted his stare and looked down at the ground.
Sesshoumaru then moved to the two of them so fast that Kagome felt a rush of air surround her as he now stood before Miroku. His eyes were golden, and he stared at the man's face. He didn't even need to ask to make it apparent what he had wanted to know. What are you doing here?
Kagome looked up and recognized that he was still wearing pants. So... he wasn't... doing that. Kagome peaked a glance in the female's direction, finding her to still be sprawled out on the bed, naked and waiting. She had her finger between her teeth tantilizingly, as if just patient for Sesshoumaru to finish his business and return to her. Something evoked in Kagome at the way the female smirked.
"Why did no one inform me that she had been fed demonic blood?" Miroku broke the silence.
Sesshoumaru's expression didn't falter, "What are you speaking of, Monk," his voice was like ice.
"I went to heal her, as you had asked, but she was already healed."
Sesshoumaru stood there, never showing any signs of shock or surprise. He changed his focus to Kagome then, and moved to stand in front of her, leaving Miroku quickly to get out of his way.
Sesshoumaru began to circle Kagome. It was almost as if he were getting ready to kill, with her as his prey, with how he was circling her. Kagome couldn't help but shiver as fear began to form in her stomach.
Sesshoumaru was behind her now. He grabbed onto her hair and pulled it out of the way of her neck, exposing it to him. He could smell her fear spike again, and only enjoyed it more. It was a sign of submission, and he would having nothing less than just that.
Sesshoumaru leaned in closer to her neck, inhaling deeply while taking in her scent. Her intoxicating scent. Once more it enveloped and overwhelmed him. The youkai inside rising, urging him to taste her delicious essence. His mouth inched closer to her neck, opening slightly by instinct and ready to bare his fangs. His youkai pressed him further, compelling him to mark her.
He quickly leaned back, realizing that his control had faltered. His ice-like facial-contours returning before he then came back to face Kagome. "There has been no such thing done, Monk."
Miroku let out an unknowingly held breath, fumbling with his hands before he spoke again. "Well... Uh... Then there is only one other logical answer to all of this."
Sesshoumaru looked back to Miroku, awaiting his next words. Though, they never came. Moments passed and Sesshoumaru's patience grew thin, "Say what you believe it to be, Monk, before I do it for you," his voice filled with menace.
Miroku flinched, knowing that Sesshoumaru would do exactly what he said if he didn't speak up soon. "A m-miko, my Lord."
Not even in a blink of an eye had Sesshoumaru quickly moved to stand only centimeters away from Miroku, "What?" he still sounded calm, despite the anger clearly seen in his eyes.
"I believe she may be, in fact, a miko," Miroku said quietly as he tried to make some space between himself and the Demon Lord.
"Do not take me for a fool, Monk," Sesshoumaru moved in closer once more.
"I would never, my Lord! Look for yourself, she will heal by herself!" Miroku made his way towards Kagome in an attempt to show the Lord exactly what he meant. His actions were stopped as Sesshoumaru knocked him back, growling deeply in his chest as he suddenly felt protective of the girl. "You will do no such thing."
Sesshoumaru looked to Kagome, "Show me," he ordered.
Kagome looked up at him fearfully, "W-what?!"
He said nothing in return, and simply waited for her to comply. His glare looked quite threatening, and it was enough for her to do as he said. Kagome looked for something on her person to use in order to demonstrate the earlier experiment Miroku had performed. Finding nothing, she looked back to him, "I have nothing to use..."
Still staring coldly at her, he swiftly grabbed her wrist and brought it to his mouth. He bared his fangs and then quickly sank his teeth into her flesh. Kagome winced, but didn't think that his teeth had hurt her that much. In fact, the surprise of his actions were what did more harm than anything.
As soon as her sweet life essence touched his tongue, he knew it would be a feat to stop from draining her dry. He had never tasted something so hot, sweet and amazing. His youkai rising even more as it sought for more than just the taste of her blood. Never had his youkai reacted to someone before. It thrashed inside of him like caged animal who needed release. His throat emmitting a loud growl as more and more of her essence went down his throat.
Kagome trembled slightly, feeling his bite become more sensual and arousing than anything. A longing in the pit of her stomach began to ache as he drank from her. Her legs becoming like jello as she sank to the floor, taking her wrist from his mouth in the process.
Sesshoumaru's eyes were pure red. His youkai barely on the surface as he wiped his mouth of her blood with the back of his hand. He stared at her, not knowing or understanding what caused him to drink from her instead of just biting as he had planned. Remembering that there was in fact an initial plan, his focus went to her wrist where he had bit her, watching as the two holes from his fangs began to close.
Upon seeing this, Sesshoumaru then turned towards Miroku, "So it is true. You know what to do then," he said as if he were bored, before he disappeared, then reappeared back on the bed with the naked woman. She giggled and pulled him back down to her. He lost all interest in bedding her the moment he had tasted Kagome's essence. However, he would not let anyone know that. "Leave," he stated as he pried the female off him. He heard Kagome and Miroku's footsteps retreat out of the room. The female before him still attached to him quite intimately. "Are you in need of special aid in hearing my orders?" He glared at the woman before him.
She looked up at him hurt, then quickly moved off the bed, taking her robe with her as she went. She went to the door of his bedroom and opened the door to leave his chambers, "Until later, then, Mate."

Okay, very tired! I think that makes 4 chapters in a 24 hour period, all while doing work in the meantime. I don't think my chapters will come as frequently as these have. So, keep the reviews! It keeps me going!
-Cherry
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