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A Curse of Lust	By : Rapunzel Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8230 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Sesshomaru eyed the pink dot that signaled the miko's barrier in the distance with renewed annoyance. Her budding scent was wreaking chaos on his lands, sending lesser demons into a blood lust and pillaging villages in the search to find her, the young, human miko that traveled with his brother's pack. The moment he acknowledged the unique flavor on the wind, revealing her distance and location, he understood. As much as he'd like to ignore it and her entirely, he could not ignore the current threat to his lands, however tedious the task may be.
He could sense a potent magic that reeked of Oni, sending her thick, mortal blood into a frenzied, chaotic surge through delicate veins, propelling her into a powerful heat cycle easily comparable to that of a demoness during mating season. The obvious lack of his brother's stench anywhere near his lands was slightly intriguing as well. How had she come so close to his personal lodging without him noticing? The mortal priestess was powerful but he did not suspect her capable of eluding his superior senses, deliberately or no. It was far more likely that she had been transported here by a magical means, undoubtedly by the same source responsible for her current state of fertility. Focusing on her scent again, his own head swam a moment, slightly encouraged to go after her as well before he skewered that inner voice with a red-hot, iron spear. He would most certainly NOT be going after the miko.
He was going to put a stop to the scent of wolf and other unwanted vermin on his territory and then personally see to it that the miko was removed from the vicinity before she could have the chance to cause any more disruption.
As he closed in on his destination, however, his plans shifted at the interesting sight before him. Intrigued and amused, he settled himself at the base of a tree to watch the scene play out.

Kagome shivered against the suddenly-icy air that filled the cave, silently cursing herself for her own stupidity in not having remembered firewood, of all things. Of course, even if she had managed to get firewood before nightfall, her backpack was back at the battle sight with Inuyasha and her lighter was safely inside it.
At the thought of Inuyasha, her eyes widened marginally. Right before she'd appeared in this place, he had been preparing to attack the Oni. Inuyasha had grown much stronger since his defeat of Goshinki, she knew but the telekinetic gift that made Goshinki so formidable was most likely passed down by his father, if his surprising insight into Inuyasha's feelings for her were any indication.
As hurt as she was by Inuyasha's true feelings, that did not mean she wanted him to be killed for protecting himself and his friends against a demon possessed by Naraku. While the nature of their relationship may have been under going a severe reconsideration, she knew Inuyasha was at the very least a true friend. A seed of worry began to bloom in her heart. She hoped her friends were safe.
His enemy was formidable. This Shoki was able to curse she and Sango's hormones, read Inuyasha's heart like a comic book and scatter her entire group within a matter of seconds. Not only that, he was able to transport her here with no more than a wave of his hand! Kagome had no idea what kind of magic he was working with. That is why the unusual plight of her circumstances perplexed and intimidated her so.
She was not so young as to not understand, of course she understood that her body was aroused. Her cheeks blushed scarlet at the silent confession. Another gust of wind had her clinging to her knees for warmth. However, her understanding of the situation did nothing to hinder the feeling. It was maddening.
She laughed. She screamed. She moaned. Finally fed up, she forgot her teenage modesty and did everything in her power to bring herself to completion, with no release. Moans of frustration, yes, a problem solving, knee-weakening climax? No.
Her legs trembled beneath her weight as she rose with purpose. It had to be the cold. How could she take care of the problem if she was freezing to death? She couldn't. She'd get firewood and then...and then she would rub two sticks together to make fire. Because she didn't have her lighter, it was back in her bag with Inuyasha.
The thought was like swallowing a proverbial brick. Her stomach dropped as she stomached the realization that it would probably take a long time to get one going in this cold weather given she'd never had to light a fire in such a way before. Not only that but it was dark and freezing out and she was wearing a mini skirt. Not for the first time, she truly regretted her choice of wardrobe. If she had just given into the pleading of Sango and Kaede and bought a kimono, horai or hakama she would be better off now than freezing in this stinking cave! Furthermore, she didn't know if the barrier masked her scent in any way. For all she knew, there could be demons moving in on her location right that second.
She shivered at the thought and then kicked herself for her stupidity once again. She was a miko, wasn't she? She could sense them if they were there. She felt her I.Q. flat line to 'dumb blond' mode in the wake of the hormone rush she was suffering through. Closing her eyes in concentration, she was just beginning to center herself when a sudden, shrill, wolf howl pierced the night air. She felt the breath catch in her throat and an icy, real thread of fear begin to weave through her heart at the volume of the call. It was so close...
She scrambled back into the darkness of the cave, skinning her knees on the stone but too terrified to cry out. She fled away from the light of the barrier like a wild animal and fell as deathly quite as she was capable, settling herself in the furthest corner to the back.
The barrier moved like a current of water giving off a light, pink light. She focused on the tendrils of holy energy, her holy energy, as they moved through the force field to calm herself.
Wood snapping to the right made her heart skip a beat. A definite shadow passed over the surface and she bit her lip. For a moment there was nothing and Kagome waited on baited breath for what would come next.
Koga's face suddenly appeared deathly close to the barrier, his blood red eyes boring straight into her's. She screamed of real fright as he lifted his hand to stroke the barrier which immediately pushed him back, violently singing his palm.
"Let me in, Kagome." His voice sounded strained and she got a glimpse of his elongated fangs nearly poking into his bottom lip and fought to swallow the lump in her throat. In the rising tide of her emotions, her mind could only confirm one thing: If he gets through the barrier, he WILL rape you.
"Go away, Koga," she willed her voice to sound strong despite the way her body trembled and ached. He licked his lips like a predator without answering and proceeded to lash out at the barrier in a hard, spontaneous attack.
Kagome hissed audibly as she felt the potency of the barrier weaken against the unexpected assault. She shut her eyes and began her breathing exercises even as Koga proceeded to lash at the barrier loudly over and over again. Despite the noise, she was able to center herself enough to grab hold of the tendrils holding the barrier together and infuse them once more.
With a surge of light, Koga was thrown back a good five feet from the entrance. Undeterred, he charged at the barrier again after picking himself back up. As the barrier weakened, Kagome simply infused more power but as the night wore on, it grew colder and she began to show signs of exhaustion.
She had already eaten all the berries she'd picked when Koga was joined by his cohorts, Ginta and Hikkaku, who attacked the barrier with renewed force. Thankfully, she was given a small reprieve when another demon arrived, this one a male Centipede youkai. Despite the frightful lurch in her stomach at the thought of mating that, she was thankful for the break in the attack of her barrier as Koga immediately attacked him instead.
While Koga was fighting the Centipede, two water imps started poking at the barrier, too, along with Ginta and Hikkaku, who didn't seem to mind the added help like Koga.
Within the hour, there were another five demons to accompany Koga, Ginta, and Hikkaku. After the centipede had been thoroughly dismembered, the two kappas were joined by a mantis demon, two ogres, a moth demon and a spider head. This time, Koga saw the benefit in allowing the others to continuously crash against the barrier and instead joined them.
Kagome panted with exertion, wiping the sweat from her brow. She kept her eyes shut in concentration, despite the increasingly shrill sounds that were coming from outside the barrier. She'd peaked once out of curiosity. And wished she hadn't. She would kill herself before allowing ANY of those demons to mate her, hormonal or not!
She had to think of something if she was going to survive though, because there was no way she'd be able to survive the onslaught of all of them at once if they broke down the barrier. Koga probably hadn't thought his plan completely through. He couldn't kill all of the demons at one time once the barrier fell; while he was killing one, what would the others be doing in the meantime? Kagome had a feeling they wouldn't be interested in tea.
She fingered the feathered end of an arrow at her shoulder softly in contemplation. She had seven arrows left. Seven arrows against ten demons.
Her only shot would be if they took each other out in some way, that would even the odds a bit in her favor. But they were all so focused on breaking down the barrier, it seemed none of them remembered that they would eventually have to compete to decide who be the one to mate her. What could she do that would remind them they were all against each other? As she continued to strengthen the barrier, she mulled it over.
Most of what she knew about demons she had learned first hand and one rule that seemed to stand out with all of them was their heightened senses of scent, sight and sound. 'Scent, sight and sound,' her inner voice resonated. 'Find something they like to hear, see and smell. Well, you've got the scent down pat, I think. Maybe spruce yourself up and give them a lusty striptease?' Said inner voice was promptly lashed across the head with a brick, hogtied, gagged and dropped in a burlap sac sunk to the bottom of a river filled with piranhas and giant gators.
But the longer she thought about it, the more she began to see the logic to that plan. If she could somehow get them...well...aroused, the others would smell it, take offense and immediately start fighting. At least, that's what she suspected would happen.
She had a good voice, at least, that's what her music teacher had told her at school, going on and on about her operatic potential. Mrs. Yamagata had wanted to get her a scholarship at one of the more prestigious schools in downtown Tokyo but Kagome had been too busy traveling time, fighting demons and saving the world to really return her phone calls.
None of her friends in this time even knew she could sing, except maybe Inuyasha, who'd seen her solo for school during the festival that one time.
Taking a breath, she thought it out. As embarrassing as it may be, it may just play the role in saving her life and her virginity...and the potential of carrying some scary-ass, demonic insect demon like the mantis or moth. She shuddered involuntarily at the thought.
It wasn't as if she was ignorant of these things. She was, after all, a nineteen year old girl living in the modern era of Japan. She had the internet and a wide access to music videos, movies, shows, pictures and whatever else selling sex, drugs, rock and roll, rap...Truth be told, she probably knew more about what she was about to do than any other woman in the Feudal Era if she only considered all the articles she'd read in Cosmo.
Looking down at her attire, she decided a quick break in the hot spring deeper in the cave was in order. After infusing the barrier once more with a huge dose of holy power, sending the closest demons hurdling into the trees, she stood from her spot and walked quickly in the darkness, using her tip toes to feel around. Finally, she came to the edge of the spring and silently stripped, gently easing herself into the water. She got her hair only a little damp, knowing it would curl against the cold naturally and look more appealing. She let it hang around her shoulders as she came back out and immediately hissed. "K-k-k-kami, it's cold!"
As she pulled on her skirt, she took great care to hoist it up even further than usual and rolled the material down until it hung low in her hips, just barely covering the essentials. Her expression was grim as she tightened the straps on her bra to ultra tight so it would push her breasts together. After untying the red tie, she unbuttoned the next two buttons so her neck line lowered. She then lifted the end of her shirt and pulled it up through the neck line, leaving her stomach exposed. She left her brown loafers off but pulled the knee high white socks as high as they would go.
Her nipples were now rock hard from being wet in the cold, her white school shirt nearly see through as it connected with her wet skin and she shivered as she made her way through the darkness and cold stone back to the cave entrance, following the snarls and growls of the demons still attacking her barrier. Overall, with her high socks, dangerously short skirt and almost non-existent shirt, she thought she pulled off the 'sexy school girl' look pretty well.
As her scent once again pervaded the cave the demons grew quite for a moment and once she had thoroughly pinched her cheeks, bit her lips and reassured herself this was the only way, she stepped forward into the light.

Sesshomaru was preparing to intervene at the sight of the miko's barrier near collapsing. It seemed his entertainment was at an end for the evening and it was time to attend to his duty as Lord of the western lands once again.
She had truly put up a good fight. There weren't many miko who could withstand such forces over such an extended period of time without giving in. He had to admit his entertainment of being able to watch all manner of lesser demons thwarted by her barrier in an almost comic sort of way over and over again. A slightly annoying sensation in his chest told of his desire to repay the onna for the unexpected reprieve in the line of duty and the entertainment that had consequented, whether she was aware of providing such entertainment or not. A suitable repayment, he mused, would be to drive off the hoard currently after her maidenhead and since driving the demons off his lands had been the mission from the beginning, he could kill two birds with one stone.
Casting a narrow glance at the wavering force field, he felt his respect for the small, mortal woman grow that she had not simply given up as most others in her position would have done. Truly, there were not many he had happened across in his long lifetime that would not already be mated and pupped were they to suffer the same curse.
He moved as silent as the wind, spanning hundreds of feet in the manner of a single intake of breath until he stood mere feet from the cave's entrance. His aura masked, the other demons did not sense his approach. Just as he was summoning his demonic whip, thinking he would behead them all in one strike, he paused at the sudden movement within the cave and felt his eyes widen in astonishment. The other demons had also grown deathly still and quiet as the woman stepped forward, scantily clothed and gave a small, innocent smile to the crowd gathered.
As he watched her plan unfold, he felt a small tugging at the corners of his mouth. She was clever, oh, so clever. Just when he thought it was all over, she did something wholly unexpected. Just as he suspected, the surrounding demons were instantly under her spell the moment she stepped into the light. They had ceased all attacks on the barrier to give their undivided attention to her.
Making himself comfortable once again, Sesshomaru could not deny himself the indulgence in anticipation. It appeared his entertainment for the evening was far from over.

Kagome felt her confidence find solid ground as she saw more than one demon's jaw hanging open, Koga looking no better than the rest at the sight of her.
"I ain't sleeping," she began huskily, batting her lashes innocently in a sultry pout before shutting her eyes softly. "Too much in my head," her hands ran through her damp, black locks and she hissed pleasurably as her hips writhed sensuously before the demons in a surprisingly suggestive display of immodesty.
With her eyes still shut, her tongue ran absentmindedly across her slightly parted lips. "I've been thinking some thing's left unsaid. And in the morning, feeling just the same..."
Was that silence she heard? Had they stopped attacking the barrier? She didn't dare open her eyes to find out. Her voice was sweet and seductive as her head fell back, her expression like a wide moan. "Boy," her hand reached out to them before curling into a fist over her heart. "It's killing me..."
Most of them had the wits to look silent and downtrodden at her last verse, but as she stalked across the barrier in a dramatic and deliberately-sexy way, their expressions darkened on the sight of her hips swinging in invitation before she turned swiftly and pressed her back against the stone in a casual gesture of relaxation, but her back arced, pushing her breasts forward. Her head tilted upwards and her eyes opened, a blazing blue fire against her pale skin.
They had stopped attacking the barrier and seemed dumbfounded. She continued her song, feeling her mood lighten considerably and the barrier along with it.
"I ain't crying, don't wanna be alone. Just need lifting from my melancholic tone..."
Their heads seemed to be tilted, confused, intrigued. Some seemed amazed and captivated and other expressions she couldn't read at all through the horns and extra eyes and overall inhuman qualities they possessed. One kappa was even drooling on himself. She laughed lightly, her barrier flared in response.
"Make no mistake, a little too late is just too long..." she wagged her finger in a playful, flirtatious, mock scold, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Don't ask me why, this is good-bye if you do me wrong. So baby tonight I might let you in." She giggled at the expressions in front of her, fighting to keep her amusement capped at a faint smile. "No need to fight- I'm yours, so lets begin," she opened her arms in a sincere gesture of acceptance, smiling broadly at the drooling, panting, ridiculous creatures vying for her attention.
"But baby I know, when you go your touch, I'll miss, but starting tonight if you don't do me right then it's just gonna end as a goodnight kiss." She pecked the air suggestively, followed it with a saucy wink and began the next verse with her hand fixed on her hip in a flare of attitude. "Boy, you're dreamin- you don't know what to do. Don't be shy- STOP, I'm coming through. And in the meantime if you have a little doubt, make no mistake, it's never too late, what's done can be undone. Don't be afraid to do what I say, the best is yet to come.
"So baby tonight I might let you in. No need to fight- I'm yours, so lets begin. But baby I know, when you go your touch, I'll miss. But starting tonight if you don't do me right then it's just gonna end as a goodnight kiss." She kissed her palm this time and blew it into the barrier.
"I'd rather be lonely, then to be with a phony if I'm not the girl in your head. I'd rather be wrong if it doesn't feel right cos boy your killing me tonight.
"So baby tonight, I might, let you in. No need to fight- I'm yours, so lets begin. But baby I know, when you go your touch I'll miss. But starting tonight if you don't do me right then it's just gonna end as a goodnight kiss."
Kagome ended the song with her hair covering her face, peaking through the black curtain, curious to learn their reaction. She panted in an effort to catch her breath, realizing rather suddenly that it was rather quiet. Really quiet.
She looked up, meeting the hungry gazes of every demon present. A silent moment of inspection passed where she stared at them and they stared at her, sizing her up, before lunging for the barrier once again.
In an explosion of white light, every demon was thrown back a considerable distance from the barrier, as the holy power had recharged to full during the song. As the smoke cleared, the sound of a great, booming laugh filled the silence that followed and Kagome squinted to see through the light of her barrier and the waning smoke who it was. A silhouette appeared, followed by a flash of white silk and a glimpse of silver hair drifting in the wind, glowing in the moonlight.
Kagome felt her breath catch in her throat as she realized she was looking at Sesshomaru and he was looking at her and he was...laughing. Hard. He was laughing so hard, that she could see his fangs revealed in a wide grin as his broad shoulders shook unnaturally with amusement, yet he made the movement look regal somehow. His arms were folded across his chest as he regarded her. While he composed himself, he brought his fatal hands together and clapped lightly.
"Well done, miko. Well done. This Sesshomaru thanks you for that...remarkable display," he finished with a suggestive tilt of his head. Kagome did not have time to register the statement before he had redirected his attention to the demons attempting to pick themselves off the ground. He addressed them coldly, "Unless you have a desire to die a painful death, I would suggest you leave."
Kagome watched in amazement as every demon, wounded or no, scampered off into the infinite black cover of the trees. Koga gave her a fleeting glance of remorse over his shoulder as he ran, the last to disappear within the shadows until she was alone with Sesshomaru.
The taiyoukai turned his attention to the girl behind the barrier. His eyes slid over her form, to the way her arms were folded across her chest as if to protect him from the sight of her breasts, the way her knees came together anxiously, to her wet locks and her tiny, shivering form.
Kagome trembled beneath the intense, amber gaze of Sesshomaru as he fixed his attention on her. She felt fascinated and awed by his calculating expression and felt she could almost see the gears working in his head, though it seemed his mask of indifference had never wavered at the same time. It was all very confusing.
"You are cold," his quiet declaration broke her thoughts and she blinked up at him as she realized what he said. Nodding quietly, her eyes downcast, the next sound stopped her heart as her whole being seemed to freeze in place.
A knot coming undone. A swish of silk. A quiet rustle. Kagome felt her cheeks blush scarlet.
"Here," he insisted after a moment passed and she slowly, finally looked up. Bright blue eyes locked on the familiar, white silk horai held out to her by a long, pale hand. The luminescent skin glowed iridescently and she followed the magenta markings against her own will to the bare torso of Sesshomaru, where the markings continued to curl around his hips. He was wearing only his hakamas.
Swiftly turning away and focusing on a point close to her feet, Kagome willed herself to move forward. Blushing scarlet, she reached through the barrier and seized the soft fabric he held out to her, shuddering as she felt his fingers close over her's momentarily.
"Hn," she heard him hum bemusedly as she retracted her arm from the force field and proceeded to wrap herself gratefully in the horai. Ignoring the way his eyes shined with amusement, she nodded to him respectfully, remembering her manners. "Thank you very much, Lord Sesshomaru."
He regarded her coolly for a moment and then, without answering, turned and walked away.
Kagome huffed under her breath. 'Typical. But at least he gave you something to stay warm in. Maybe underneath all that ice, he really does have a heart.' For once, Kagome agreed with her inner voice.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, however, she was jolted awake to the sound of logs being dropped loudly onto the stone at her feet. As she jumped to be clear of the way, she ended up on her back, supported by her elbows. Blinking, she haphazarded a glance at Sesshomaru, whose mask of indifference never wavered.
"Errr..." she managed tiredly, eying the logs that had rolled through her barrier to her feet when the ground suddenly shook beneath them and she shot up in fright. She could see movement over Sesshomaru's shoulder and squinted to get a better look, but her eyes were simply too weak to see in the darkness of nightfall. But she could hear the heavy footsteps coming closer.
She braved a glance at Sesshomaru to find his attention fixed on her, appearing not in the least worried about the latest occurrences. When she focused her senses, she pinpointed the location of the demon approaching and waited for it to emerge from the darkness. That's when two dragon heads appeared, their mouths covered in a pair of steel muzzles. Kagome recognized the creature as Sesshomaru's steed, Ah-Un.
Sesshomaru's huff of annoyance brought her back to attention as she met the impatient taiyoukai's gaze. He pointed to the logs at her feet. "Arrange them."
'Arrange them?' Kagome thought confusedly before realization dawned. 'OH! For a fire, of course!' She scrambled over to the pile of wood and arranged them as deftly as she was capable. Recalling her girl scout days, she stacked the wood in stacks, horizontal and vertical. Once she was finished, she brushed off her hands and stood back.
Ah-Un stepped forward and after Sesshomaru had removed his harness, spit fire through the barrier and onto the wood, sending a draft of warm air through the cave. The orange light flickered and flared and it grew to fill the gave with warmth. Kagome sighed appreciatively as she warmed her hands over the flames. She cast a glance over to Sesshomaru to find he and Ah-Un had settled next to the barrier on the stone. He leaned against the dragon's stomach and seemed to stare up indifferently at the stars.
"Thank you," she managed shyly, blushing, "for everything you've done. You've been such a huge help." He didn't answer or give any sign that he'd heard what she said and she found that it didn't surprise or offend her anymore. His silence didn't mean to insult, it was just his way of communicating that he had nothing of importance to say. The understanding was implied already with his actions.
"What will you do now, miko?" his frankness startled her slightly. He had spoken without looking at her but as the silence continued, she watched him turn his gaze slowly, golden eyes landing on her's in silent inquiry. She did not have to ask to know that he referred to her predicament.
"To be honest, I haven't really given it much thought," she replied thoughtfully. "I've been fighting for my life ever since Goshinki's father showed up to take out his revenge on Inuyasha."
"Goshinki's...father?" Sesshomaru inquired mildly, though Kagome could sense his intense interest in the subject. 'That's right! Sesshomaru commissioned the sword, Tokijin, to be made of Goshinki's teeth, because they had broken the Tetsusaiga!' Cutting off her inner ramblings in order to concentrate on forming a coherent response, Kagome fidgeted beneath his indifferent stare. "Um, yea. Apparently Naraku absorbed the original Goshinki and he was reborn as an incarnate. Shoki, Goshinki's father, had a plan to sever the bond between them and free his son but Inuyasha killed him before he could. Now, he's out for Inuyasha's blood."
"That does not explain why you are here. Nor does it give a suitable explanation as to how you came to be in this...condition."
Kagome blushed intensely and Sesshomaru scoffed, looking away from her and towards the first rays of dawn trickling through the treetops. "There is no need to feel embarrassed. You certainly did not exercise this level of modesty in that... colorful display earlier," he intoned, savoring the taste of her anger as her scent spiked between them. He felt rather than saw her mood darken and when he stealthily gazed at her through the corner of his eyes, he found her form had grown deathly still and quiet.
"It's not what you think," he finally heard her whisper through clenched teeth. He knew very well why she did it but he wanted to see her confess it, to hear her justification. No other woman, demon or mortal, would have even known to try something so crass, even to save their own lives.
As the smell of salt hit his nose, his eyes widened.
Kagome heard him shift and looked up to find him staring at her. The tears rolled down her face even as she tried to send him an apologetic smile for her weakness. She sniffled and her voice shook with her upset. "I'm so ashamed of myself. I tried to tell myself that modesty meant nothing if my life was at stake and I guess I was right to a degree but maybe you're right. I feel so dirty... Maybe it's better to die than to bring yourself to such a low."
The answering silence was filled with the sounds of her quiet weeping, the flames of the fire crackling and the magical hum of her barrier between them. Regret bloomed in his chest like an aching void. He had made her cry. Looking back, he honestly did not know why he said it except perhaps to rile her. With a sudden shock, he realized he was looking forward to making her angry but now she was sobbing and the knowledge was grating to his nerves. The sound, the smell, the sight of her sitting there, looking so broken and overcome after she had endured so much did not sit well with him at all and he decided he could not leave things as they were.
"Perhaps," his voice was like velvet, rich and soft. "Then again, perhaps you consider enduring thousands of mantis eggs hatching inside your womb and crawling out of your womanhood even lower than performing a promiscuous dance. In such case, I would deem you the victor."
Kagome felt her belly flop in shock as her tears were all but forgotten. Despite the disturbingly graphic and revolting description of Mantis birth it was a good point and one that made her feel a lot better about her situation.
"Self preservation is never a matter to be ashamed of," he finished quietly, providing her with wisdom in such a casual way, she almost didn't know how to react. Her expression softened and she smiled. "Thank you, Sesshomaru."
"Hn," he answered noncommittally. As he gazed at the sunrise, Kagome got a chance really look at him. His markings were a light magenta to match his eyes. The last time they had been this close, she had been standing in their father's tomb holding Tetsusaiga. She remembered quite distinctly that his markings then had been a dark purple. Maybe they changed according to his emotions? She would have to remember to test that out some time. A sudden yawn over took her and she blinked tiredly at the brightening sun fast on the horizon.
His voice sounded quietly again from right outside the barrier. "You are tired. Sleep."
Her eyes widened at the implication. "B-but...my barrier-"
"Do you trust this Sesshomaru?"
Kagome swallowed hard. When she had first met Inuyasha's older brother, for a long time she had believed him to be a cold blooded killer that would no sooner look at anyone before killing them. A human hater, she had truly considered him the most heartless and cruel of all demons, except maybe Naraku. But as the years had gone by, more and more of the taiyoukai's noble character began to bleed through. Though powerful and arrogant, Sesshomaru had taught Inuyasha to fight for himself, protected all of them, saved their lives countless times in the ongoing battle to destroy Naraku and the jewel. He cared for a human child like his own and fiercely protected her at all costs from harm. She knew him to be a man of his words. She trusted him.
She finally nodded. "Yes, I do."
"Then sleep and I will protect you."
A feeling bloomed in her chest at the proclamation, sending goose flesh along her arms and legs. Her womanhood throbbed again and she groaned, lying back against the stone in defeat and covering her face with his horai in mortification. She was so glad she couldn't see his face right then.
Sesshomaru, with his back to the barrier, watched the dawn brighten in the sky while he savored the sweet scent of her arousal laced thickly in the air.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, he heard her whisper, "Now, that's embarrassing," and couldn't help the faint smile that broke through his indifferent mask for a fleeting, abrupt moment.
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