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Training	By : botticelliangel Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 18356 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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He knew; the moment he saw her sitting with a sloppy embarrassed grin on her face at the edge of a rice paddy, the rules of the game had changed. He stood where he landed a good ten feet from her and wondered why she had stopped running. It was messing up his fantasy of swooping down on her pressing her sweaty skin against his and feeling her pounding pulse against his lips.
And Sesshomaru was as proud as he was cocksure. Instead of showing his displeasure at having his fantasy taken away from him he just met her eyes.
The beautiful brown mirrors to her soul were shining with nervous excitement, as if she had just come to a personal revelation about her situation.
For a moment they just looked at each other, and then Sesshomaru turned around.
“Come along Rin.” Sesshomaru intoned sure that whatever fancy it was that made her come all the way out here in the middle of the night had passed. She certainly didn’t act like she was running away. And he was in the dark about her motivations entirely. But then he heard the girl behind him giggle, and the water from the fertile rice paddies roll off of her as she stood up.
“Sesshomaru-sama…” her voice whispered in the early morning air like a lark. “Do you know why I came here?”
Sesshomaru didn’t move. He just let his eyes observe his surroundings for a moment of stillness before he decided whether or not this question required a response. And she knew him so well she just waited. Her breath sounded heavy even from where he stood.
“I do not.” He finally intoned deciding that giving up some measure of pride for Rin was worth it. He did wish to know, after all. It was unlike her to disappear in the middle of the night, steal his dragon, and lead him on a chase many miles away from home, only to be waiting for him when he came to fetch her.
The whole last day was a confusing array of senses when it came to her.
“I was scared.” She admitted quietly, “I was scared because of what happened yesterday. I didn’t know what you were thinking. For a human what I did was disgusting, and I thought I had offended you.”
“You did not.” He said quickly. His quick words made another pocket of silence between them, and Sesshomaru reasoned that he might need to explain that his response was vastly different than what she expected. “Watching you do something so private was very arousing for me.” He finally said to fill the silence.
“Then why did you leave?”
It was yet another question that required a response from him. Sesshomaru frowned taking in the scent of her behind him. She wasn’t distressed right now, but yesterday when he smacked her bottom and shoved his fingers into her tight flower… yesterday she was distressed.
“You smelled like you didn’t want it,” He finally offered, stumbling over the words because they didn’t sound right. She had been aroused, but the fear that tinted her scent put him off task, “You were distressed. You didn’t understand.” Then he let go of his pride, “I would not hurt you, Rin.”
“Running away hurts me, Sesshomaru.” She finally said, “I don’t want to have to consult your brother every time something happens that I don’t understand.” It occurred to Sesshomaru that her first words were about him. She felt that he ran away by leaving her without explanations. That settled poorly in his soul, because it was unintended. He had simply acted: either Rin was ready or she wasn’t. And yesterday when he smelled her fear, his interpretation was that she wasn’t ready for him. It hadn’t occurred to him that she might need to talk, or be calmed down out of her embarrassment, to be soothed and consoled.
“You consulted Inuyasha?” Sesshomaru questioned grabbing onto those words because the words ‘I’m sorry’ had never ever formed in his mouth.
“Well he is the only other dog demon I know…” Rin said as if that answered everything. Although it did, in its own little way. Inuyasha would have understood the arousal Sesshomaru experienced in watching Rin wet herself, and he was too stupid and crass to give her anything other than the truth about it.
“Rin, you will tell me if there is anything you need consulting for in the future.” Sesshomaru ordered. “I will bring you to Inuyasha myself, if need be.”
“Yes, Sesshomaru-sama.” Rin responded with quick happiness. He was sure they could leave now. He was sure she would follow.
Sesshomaru took two steps to the woods when he heard her behind him.
“Catch me, Sesshomaru-sama.” She whispered so softly and boldly that he wondered if he heard her correctly. But he was sure he did, especially since he could hear her scrambled movements in the opposite direction of where he had turned to.
And suddenly all of the fantasies that occupied him on his rapid journey here came bursting back into the forefront of his mind.
Sesshomaru moaned where he stood. His sensitive ears were already picking up on the teasing track that Rin was laying out for him. He knew he could have her that second. He could reach her faster than it would take for her to blink, push her pretty little body into the ground, and pound into her like a wild dog. But he drew it out, wanting to prolong the chase.
So instead he turned around and watched as Rin made it to the road above the rice paddies. Her kimono stuck to her skin wetted by the water from the fields. She looked behind her once as if to make sure that he was following. He caught the excitement in her eyes. He could practically hear the pounding of her heart as she sprinted forward on the dirt road, towards the forest of his brother.
He didn’t let her take another step towards the canopy of trees.
Sesshomaru blocked off her path, causing her to cry out in surprise for a moment before turning on her heals and running in the direction that she had just come from.
He caught her once, just enough to tease her and himself. His strong hands found purchase on her thighs slipping over the wet material of her kimono, and then letting her free again.
“Oh!” She cried out breaking away into a quicker sprint. The sound of her fleeing excited him. His blood rushed. And he caught her again, growling and primal, pressing his body against hers, tearing the cloth of her kimono with his claws. Little pieces of red cloth fell to the roadway.
He loved the feeling of her breath ragged in the light of early dawn. He loved the stifled moans that kept breaking free of the prison of her throat.
He took pride that he was causing this, and that she was no longer afraid.
“Rin.” He spoke her name and fondled her now exposed breasts pinching her little nipples until they stood pertly in the morning air. “You’ve been very bad.” Sesshomaru said slowly punctuating the word bad with another squeeze of her firm breasts. “You need to be punished again.” He chuckled when he felt her breath catch in her throat. There was no doubt in his mind that she was remembering her last punishment. He let one hand smooth down the soft skin of her stomach and draw around her backside where he gave her a little slap.
“Ohhh… Sesshomaru-sama…” Rin moaned out breathlessly, and in her voice he could hear her plea. She wanted this. Rin understood his touch more than the day before. There was no fear in her scent, only unbridled arousal ready to wrap around him and make him forget he was a creature of pride. He slapped her bottom again, this time hard enough so that the sound of it settled around them. “Ah!” She exclaimed, and he rubbed the spot gently wanting nothing more than to tear off the rest of her clothing and shove his straining cock into her.
Right now he’d settle for the next best thing.
Sesshomaru pulled on Rin throwing her balance off so that she leaned more heavily against him, while pulling up her left leg with one hand, and letting go of her breast so that he could finally push the pads of his fingers against her wet sex. The remainder of her kimono parted for him revealing her beauty, and letting her scent free of the confines of cloth.
She cried out and jerked against his hand.
She was hot and wet, soaking for him, moaning for him. He growled and nibbled on her neck feeling her head arch back to allow him access.
“I’m going to take you right in front of the village you grew up in, and you won’t even stop me.” He growled and pressed his clothed erection against her bottom. He hadn’t bothered to throw on any armor when he left his home so he was free from that constraint. “You couldn’t even wait until we got home.” He watched her face turn cherry red in embarrassment, but she only moaned to his words and boldly struggled to untie his hakama even though she was fumbling blind with her hands behind her.
“Yes, Sesshomaru-sama…” She gasped as he slid two fingers into her flower. “I can’t wait. I want you right now.”
Those words made his blood rush, and for a moment he let go of her, just long enough to rid himself of heavy bothersome clothing.
If he was going to fuck her raw right in front of the village, it was going to be a proper fuck.
Sliding his fingers right back into her core, Sesshomaru pulled her to her hands and knees, flipping the heavy material of her kimono up over her side.
Rin moaned and arched her back to the feeling of him, pulling her pretty flower up for his viewing pleasure. He noticed her bottom was a little bruised from his punishment the day before, and leaned over to kiss her pale skin in apology. She wiggled against him riding his fingers with a frustrated rhythm.
“Please, Sesshomaru…” She groaned shifting her knees a little further apart so that she could speed up her ride.
“You want me to shove my cock in you, Rin?” he teased pulling her hair gently so that he could see the shell of her ear. He licked the curve and dared to press his erection against her wet core. His fingers slipped out, and she groaned with the loss.
“Yes, please.” She murmured and tried unsuccessfully to push herself onto him. Sesshomaru pulled back just a little, prolonging their descent into passion.
“You want me to fuck you in front of all the people you know?” He pulled her hair again this time to force her to look up towards the houses of the village that started only a few feet from where they were. None of the villagers were awake of course. He couldn’t hear any rustling from inside their homes. Everything was still quiet with sleep.
But it wouldn’t be that way for long.
He was going to make Rin scream, and although he didn’t care about the audience it would attract the idea that it might embarrass her aroused him.
“Sesshomaru…” Rin groaned bouncing her bottom up and down in frustration. Her wet flower slid over his length coating him with her fragrance. He growled and slapped her bottom, causing her to stop in surprise.
“Are you ready for all your friends to see my cock buried in you?” He demanded an answer as he pulled away denying them for a moment longer.
“Show them I’m yours.” She cried out and tried to wiggle her way back even though he had a tight grasp on her.
He loved her words.
Before she could make another sound, or move another agonizing inch over his flesh Sesshomaru pulled her hips and filled her. He felt her shudder at the intrusion, making her already tight passage squeeze his throbbing cock. He had expected her to be vocal on the first thrust, but she seemed to have lost her breath at the unfamiliar feeling.
“Ah! You’re so tight.” He groaned into her hair holding her up so that she didn’t fall. He could feel her heart pounding quickly and her breath race when he moved inside of her. Keeping his movements slow he reached around her thighs and rubbed the little button peaking out of her flower. It didn’t take more than two strokes from the pads of his fingers before she was moaning low and relaxing enough for him to start thrusting at an even pace.
“Oh… yes…” she hissed into the morning air and planted her hands firmly against the ground. “Feels good.” She moaned twisting to try to watch him.
He responded to her hot little moans, her delicious words with harder thrusts. When his thick cock hit her just right she let out a delicious shout. His chest was filled with fire, flaming up from his pelvis and into his heart.
“Keep doing that… uhn… more!” She cried out almost in a full scream. He was going to explode, he was going to cum right inside her flower, he was going to knot there, and fill her with his seed.
Sesshomaru moaned, and grasped her sides carelessly nicking her skin with his claws as he pounded inside of her faster, and faster, until his body couldn’t hold onto a rhythm any more.
“Ah! Rin! I’m cumming!” he growled into her ear pulling her up so that she was straddling his lap her front side exposed to the village. The quick change in angle forced his cock deeper into her. If anyone was in front of them he knew they’d see his balls tightening as he emptied his seed deep inside of her. He moaned unintelligibly as his cock swelled in her tight depths.
“Oh! Sesshomaru!” Rin screamed out his name the swelling of his cockhead pushing her straight over the edge. She came hard soaking his lap with her throbbing orgasm. He listened as she gave a few more moans and then sunk against him like a rag doll.
As much as he wanted to relax boneless in the afterglow of intense sex, Sesshomaru shifted her in his arms pulling her ruined kimono over them like a blanket of modesty. Not that their actions of pleasure were modest at all, but he managed to convince himself that she’d like the show of gentlemanly behavior after the roughness.
True to his intentions, Sesshomaru had made Rin scream. And now that the rays of the new morning sun were lighting the village he could hear stirring inside the huts. A few of the village residents had heard the happenings outside, but he could tell that only one had really attempted to watch, much.
A little ways in the distance he could hear his brother reprimanding the perverse monk for sneaking peaks of the little show Sesshomaru and Rin put on. Of course the monk was defending himself saying that he had no idea that they were there, he was only going on a morning walk.

Sesshomaru buried his face in Rin’s hair tuning out the world around him. He smiled at her sweet scent, and her even breaths.
“They all know your mine.” He whispered, and she laughed tiredly in his arms.
“Good. Let’s go home, Sesshomaru.”
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