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She Is Our Miko (I)	By : darkduchess Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 39204 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter 04

You will find me at my laptop.

Drool hanging from my lips.

Eyes rolling back into my skull.

My lips curved in a maniacal smile.

And a little chibi Naraku…

Sitting on my head

with puppet strings connected to my fingers

orchestrating them across the black glossy keys.

-D.O.D

Kagome looked back and forth between the two tall gorgeous demons standing before her with their intimidating erections.
She didn’t want to do this. At least morally she knew she didn’t want to do this. But somewhere, along with the influence of her curiosity, something made her slacken in her resolve to stay rebellious against this world of barbaric vulgarity. Like an insignificantly small piece of rotting foundation in a wall that represented her will. But where did this curiosity originate? It couldn’t have been from within her own mind. It had to have been planted there. These demons had to have been using their beauty to bewitch her. Or they could’ve have used their dominating charisma to intimidate her into compliance. It was frightening to think that she genuinely wanted to let herself ride the turbulent tides of impropriety that she have been so cruelly tossed into. It was like she was swimming against the currents with everything she has towards no true place refusing to allow the currents to pull her where it pleases. Dangerous that ride is, dangerous that place it could take her to, but more dangerous was the chance that she wanted to see what awaits her on the dark shores. That was her true danger, the danger of allowing these demons to corrupt her.
There they stood before her, crowding her, dominating her, making her feel trapped. She wanted to feel afraid; she wanted to ignore that sense of calm that was bleeding into her mindset. If she was a woman with any morals, a woman of any common sense she would not be let that calm overtake her. That was not her true self…it couldn’t be.
The one with dark hair, holding the chain smiled down affectionately at her, confusing her. She almost wanted to comply to please him so that he will continue to smile down at her with such perverse affection.
Inside she screamed at her foolishness.
The one standing next to him, humming with power and superiority made her tremble with helplessness. He looked down at her with hard gold eyes that shimmered with an inner light that one could easily miss if they weren’t looking directly at him.
Reluctantly, she actually looked at him. His lashes were long and silver framing pale golden eyes that housed a pair of dark serpent-like slits. His lips were wide, full, and masculine. Powerful shoulders topped a long torso that sloped to narrow hips. He had long legs that looked well muscled beneath the thin material of his billowing hakamas. A dangerously masculine beauty, he was.
Lord Sesshoumaru. She mused to herself as she looked up at him in awe.
Domination oozed from his every pore demanding her submission. It was calling out to something deep within her.
No. Let it stay buried. That part of her isn’t allowed to exist.
She was a miko. They were demons. She will not allow herself to become some toy for their entertainment. She was a human being with a right to live her life as she wishes just as they do. Who were they to say differently?
Yes. This was what she needed to mend that faulty stone in her mental wall, reinforcing her will.
Firm in her new found inner strength, Kagome, lifted her head defiantly and stared them both in the eyes. “I won’t do it. I won’t stand for this anymore. I want to go home.” She finished haughtily.
She watched Aimaru smile down at her appreciatively. “Beautiful is she?” she heard him ask.
“Hn.” The demon lord answered. “It only make this one want to punish that impudent mouth even more.” She shivered at his words, but the horrific thing was that it was not out of revulsion. He made a gesture with the tilt of his head. “Restrain her.”
Shocked, Kagome watched a smiling Aimaru nod then passed the leash to Sesshoumaru. It was when that leash fell into his claws that she felt truly trapped. A helplessness that was growing disgustingly delicious as the true dominator held her reins.
She immediately started to back away as Aimaru moved to stand behind her but was held still with an expert jerk of the chain in the demon lord’s claws. Inside she didn’t want to acknowledge how right that chain felt in his claws. Her head was held tightly with a firm hold on her jaw. She could feel Aimaru nuzzling her temple with his lips.
“Open wide for me my pet. Or would you rather I pry you lips apart. It’s a very painful procedure I assure you.” She heard him warn before slowly conceded. It was out of fear that she obeyed. She tried to convince herself; out of fear. She felt him push her head forward to the demon lord. The strong heady smell of the demon lord wafting into her flaring nostrils.
The forest, she mused. He smelled of the forest.
“Good now undo his hakamas my sweet.”
With trembling lips, she looked up demurely at the demon lord before leaning over to take his long golden sash between her teeth and pull back to loosen it.
“Good, good.” Aimaru encourage as he ran his hand down the back of her head tenderly with his free hand while keeping a firm grip on her chin. She couldn’t wrench her chin free if she wanted too. She wanted to, didn’t she?
Once loose, the material around the demon lord’s hips fell loosely exposing most of the length of his erection. She discovered her wore no loin cloth beneath them. She moved to sit back but was held firm by the hand on the back of her head. Defiantly she shook her head. She didn’t want to uncover it completely.
With a sigh, Aimaru reach over to pull the silken material of his alpha’s hakamas away letting his cock spring free. Kagome’s eyes widen at the sight of the large sex bobbing about as a pearly liquid leaked from the tip.
“Magnificent isn’t it precious?” Aimaru asked as he reached up to stroke the engorged sex in a tight fist. The action of man stroking another man’s sex did something forbidden to her she dare not name. The demon lord seemingly oblivious to the hand on his cock, stripped out of his haori. “All this will be shoved down this throat.” He ran feather light touches up the expanse of her throat making her swallow thickly out of reflex. “All of it.”He whispered darkly.
She shook her head all the while licking her suddenly dry lips. “No.”
Aimaru laughed out loud as he pushed her head forward so that her lips touched the hot skin of the demon lord’s bulbous pink head. “Yes and you will love it precious. Taste your alpha and revel in his cock dominating your mouth ruthlessly.”
She wasn’t given a chance to protest anymore when her mouth was suddenly filled with the demon lord. The head of his hot salty erection traveled to the back of her throat where she felt herself close up around his length. Choking, with tears blurring her vision, she moved to pull back away from the demon lord but was held still with a hand at the back of her head.
“No, no. Take all of him.” She felt him push harder while leaning down to kiss at the base of her throat firmly, the action making her swallow by reflex. The demon lord above her hissed and shuddered against her lips. An odd sense of pride overwhelmed her in that small instant. That wall was deteriorating, it was crumbling fast. “Yes that’s it precious, just a little more.” He encouraged huskily as he reached up to tweak her nipple idly.
Kagome watched the demon lord above her look down at her with hard eyes that grew a darker shade of red as he pushed himself further down her throat. He was too large making her lips stretch painfully around him. Her jaw started to become sore.
She almost gagged again but relaxed at the feel of Aimaru lips against her neck helping her swallow more of the demon lord. He snaked his tongue out to lap wetly along the edge of her collar. The head of the demon lord’s cock pushed tightly into the deep recess of her throat.
Finally, Aimaru sat back to admire her accomplishment and released the hold on her hair. “Stunning precious. Absolutely stunning. Enjoy the feel of your alpha fucking your throat.” He said. The words making her blush furiously under the demon lord’s scrutiny as he reached down to hold her head in both hands and began to move his hips to and fro.
The sucking sensation of her throat milking the demon lord’s length was new to her. She was helpless as he picked up speed and pushed further and further into her throat each hard stroke of his powerful hips. She could practically taste the demon lord shaking with pleasure. But the ferocity of it was too much. Desperate she reached up to push at his hips to slow his pace.
“Hands down!” The demon lord growled at her and tears burned in her eyes as she fought to breathe.
He pushed in faster and by reflex she reached up to push again. He growled, “Hold her. I want those arms held tight.” Immediately, Aimaru moved behind her. His strong hands had a tight hold on her arms as he pulled them back behind her. His thighs caged in hers, making her feel as dominated as possible. She could feel the blatant evidence of his arousal rub against her bottom lewdly.
She felt the demon lord tighten the hold on her hair. The feeling, somewhat…she will call it odd. It was the only safe word she will allow herself to use to describe it. “Move that tongue miko. Taste every bulging vein in my cock.”
Mindlessly, she swiped her tongue across the silken throbbing ridges she felt in her mouth. Spittle leaked from the corner of her lips down her chin. The fine fur-like hair at the base of his large cock tickled her lips each time her shoved himself forward. She would have never thought this was possible. To think she was taking this entire demon’s overly large sex into her tiny mouth like this. To call this an accomplishment could be sickening. No, it should be.
Her blue eyes took in the expression on the demon lord’s face as he stared down at her with now red glowing eyes. Yes he had power over her, but she had an ironic power of her own over him. Her mouth was making him growl like that. Her mouth was making him drop that stoic façade. Her mouth that was giving him pleasure. But dare she be proud of this?
“Kami you’re gorgeous love. Such a performance deserves a reward.” She heard the demon behind her chuckle and she felt his hand snake around her body to the inside of her thighs where he found the shameful evidence of her arousal. A few strokes in, she reached down to grab his wrist to stop him. To stop that blessed hand stroking across her traitorous sex. “Do you really want to deny yourself this precious?” her hand slackened its hold on his wrist as she contemplated. “I didn’t think so.” He chuckled darkly and resumed to rubbing those long fingers across her slick pearl. She could feel the inside of herself throb around emptiness. She longed for something to fill it. Perhaps this cock that still ravaged her mouth with endless vigor.
By the Kami, what was she saying?
It was at the sound of the demon lord above her hissing in pleasure when she felt that familiar edge grow tighter within her womb, tighter around her stomach. It was reaching an impossible degree of unyielding force. She was at the peak teetering back and forth wanting to take that extra jump to touch the clouds above. She needed it. Kami, she wanted it.
Suddenly, the demon lord’s cock in her mouth twitched as a hot thick liquid jetted down her throat without warning. To keep from choking, Kagome was forced to swallow every salty drop until the demon lord was spent. She looked up to see his head tossed back as full rapture overcame his powerful frame. The sight was simply beautiful. Sweat glistened on his pale skin, his chest heaved as he panted and groaned out his released, and…and…
She lost all thought when her climax finally speared through her body. Spasms rocked her weary form as she reached up to brace herself against the strong columns of the demon lord thighs, her nails digging into his flesh. She barely noticed him reaching down to fist her hair to tilt her head back so he could see her release play out across her lovely face. His other hand reached up to wipe tenderly at the drool dripping from the corner of her swollen mouth.
What was this strange feeling coming over her? Enlightenment? Calm? Discovery? What is it?
Her head was suddenly pulled back so Aimaru’s lips could touch her abused ones. His lips tender, loving almost as they moved across her swollen lips, soothing them. She could feel his tongue lapping at the seam of her mouth asking for entrance, which was an odd thing giving how everything else was forced on her. But still it felt pleasant. Pleasant enough that he allowed her lips to part slightly to allow him entrance when he shoved more of his ravenous tongue around her mouth tasting every part of her. Her breath left her lungs in a breathy sigh as she melted into his arms. His hands everywhere on her; caressing her, molding her, raping her. And yes, she was melting under this onslaught.
Aimaru broke away for the kiss to look down into her face. His expression gentle yet heated as his silver eyes looked into her dazed blue ones. “So much passion in this little body my love. So much potential.” He mused as his fingers kneaded the tender flesh of her breast. She moaned when his fingertips gather her tender nipple and twisted it. “Yes you will make a perfect pet.”
His words slipped in and out of her mind as she stared at him bemused. Her body was still sensitive from her release and she was in a state of odd contentment. She couldn’t be bothered with the nonsense he was spouting at the moment.
She heard him chuckle as he pushed her back onto the floor where he straddle her shoulders with his strong thighs. His cock was above face, red and angry with his lust. She swallowed the whimper that was lodged in her throat as she watched the swollen appendage throb and pulse with need.
Surely he doesn’t think she has the energy to take him too.
Her blue eyes sought out his sliver ones that slowly bled an ominous red. The tenderness was now gone from his handsome face. He leaned over her to brace his hands on the floor beside her head, his long dark hair making a dark curtain around them.
“Did you forget that you have two masters to please my pet?”
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