The Hot Springs | By : kuronekosama Category: InuYasha > General Views: 17152 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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~~~~~~Later~~~~~~
There was a single clap of thunder, loud enough to vibrate the walls of the mansion. Rin jerked awake, her heart fluttering inside her ribs. She looked to the window, and saw the faint light of day from the slits in the window’s shutters, intermittently interrupted by flashes of lightning. The sound of thunder and pounding rain indicated a heavy downpour. Looking up at Sesshoumaru, Rin saw him calmly contemplating her, and inched up his body to press a kiss to his lips.
“Ohayo, Sesshoumaru-sama. I hear that the storm has arrived,” Rin said as her mind slowly cleared. It probably wasn’t yet time for breakfast, so Rin thought to have a conversation with him before the day began. Feeling his hand on her hip, Rin brushed her hand over his chest to his shoulder.
“Aa, so it has. Did you sleep well?” Rin nodded, having propped her head up on an elbow pressed to the futon.
“I feel safe with you, Sesshoumaru-sama. Sleep comes easier when I’m with you.” Rin lightly bit down on her lower lip, contemplating a question she wanted to ask. Clearing her throat, Rin looked at her hand on Sesshoumaru’s shoulder as it played with a few strands of his silvery hair. “Do…do you remember…that night…about a year ago? …I had been having a dream, and when I woke up…you were sitting nearby, but then…then left after a minute? I just…I wanted to know…” Rin’s heart was beating so fast that she decided to just stop. Hopefully he understands what I’m trying to say…it’s obvious that I don’t.
“I know of what you speak. I could easily pick up your arousal. By then, I was already attracted to you, and it was difficult not to react to your body’s needs,” Sesshoumaru said, which got Rin looking at him again. “After that night until the day of the hot springs, I often had to find privacy in order to act out the things I wanted to do to you.” Rin’s face blushed brightly at this, but she was inwardly delighted to know that he had desired her body for as long a time as she had desired his. Sliding her hand away from Sesshoumaru’s shoulder, down his warm chest and smooth stomach, Rin found his manhood, already half-erect, and wrapped her hand around it.
“What sort of things, Sesshoumaru-sama?” Raid aid quietly, feeling his breathing grow deeper underneath her bare chest. Squeezing his length gently, Rin was proud to feel it rapidly increasing in size and length. Sesshoumaru tugged on the band holding Rin’s hair in a braid, and filled his hands with the silky mass, fanning it out until it curled slightly and bounced around her face. Rin brought her lips close to Sesshoumaru’s, looking into his eyes as he answered,
“I often dreamed of slipping underneath your blankets at the campsite while you were asleep and delving between your thighs while I watched your shocked reaction in the firelight.” Rin swallowed, moving her hand a bit faster over his arousal, which was close to being fully erect. Her heartbeat was close to choking her. Rin brushed her lips against Sesshoumaru’s before drawing away a couple of inches. That certainly would have shocked me.
“What else, Sesshoumaru-sama?” Rin wanted to know his fantasies, to know what he craved…so that she could surprise him with their fulfillment someday.
“Ambushing you on one of your trips to the flower fields and pulling you down into the grass. I would hold your thighs apart, and find my pleasure between them. Or intercepting you returning from a bath…I wanted to hold you down over the root of a tree while I mounted you from behind,” Sesshoumaru ground out, finding it hard to speak while Rin was manipulating him with her hand. Rin pulled herself over Sesshoumaru’s body, releasing the warm member from her hand to brace her forearms against the futon. Feeling his hands smooth up her sides and cup her breasts, Rin closed her eyes, focusing on how his fingers brought her nipples to rosy little peaks. She dropped light kisses onto his lips, feeling him bring his knees up behind her. Gasping against his mouth upon feeling his arousal gently prodding the inlet of her body, Rin brought her lips away, opening her eyes to see Sesshoumaru’s covetous gaze.
“I hope that someday, master, you’ll carry out those dreams with me,” Rin whispered. “I…I didn’t know the exact details of mating before now, but I had seen my cousin kissing a girl once when I was very young. After the night of the dream, I wanted to kiss you very badly.” Rin would have said a few words more, but Sesshoumaru brought his hand to the back of her head and pushed her mouth against his. Slanting the kiss across her lips, making them swell and blush under the assault, Sesshoumaru brought his hand away to cup her breast again, thumbing the tight peaks. Rin gladly pulled his tongue into her mouth, sliding her own tongue along his and moaning into the kiss. Skimming his hands back down her sides, Sesshoumaru held Rin’s left hip in one hand while the other angled his straining length towards her damp and slowly pulsing entrance. Rin pullway way from the kiss, and rose up a tad higher on her knees so that only her chest still touched Sesshoumaru.
“Was this one of your dreams, Sesshoumaru-sama? To have me lying over you, ready for you?” Rin huskily said as she gripped one of his shoulders. The hand that had been holding her hip slid underneath her now-raised pelvis, sliding down her lips and spreading her open. Rin closed her eyes, softly moaning.
“One of my favorites, Rin,” Sesshoumaru purred, pushing into her body. Rin’s mouth was open in a silent cry as he penetrated her, pressed snugly against her body’s walls. She felt Sesshoumaru push her hips back to meet his pelvis, seating her fully on his arousal. Holding the silk sheet in her hands on either side of Sesshoumaru’s head, Rin slid her lips down Sesshoumaru’s jawline, squeezing her inner muscles over the thick length buried inside her body. Hearing and feeling the growl Sesshoumaru made, Rin pulled her body forward and then pushed it back down, setting a pace fast enough to stimulate but not fast enough to satisfy. Noticing quite well how the peaks of her breasts brushed against Sesshoumaru’s chest, Rin felt them distend again into tight buds.
“Tell me more of them, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin gasped out, her hair brushing over his shoulders as she moved over him. Squeezing him at the right moments, Rin watched Sesshoumaru’s face as his body took over his mind. He bucked his hips into Rin as she sank down upon him again, grunting underneath her. Rin pressed open-mouthed kisses to his collarbone and neck, savoring the feel of his hands riding her hips. Sesshoumaru was so close to climax that even speaking out loud more of his fantasies might have been enough to pitch him over the edge. For a few long, drawn-out minutes, Sesshoumaru fought to keep his body from climaxing too quickly. Rin had been paying attention to all of his tricks and was surely trying them all out.
She would stop after a dozen thrusts and swivel her hips in a small circle, biting her lip and issuing small noises from the back of her throat. Then adjusting where her knees pressed into the futon, she would resume her body’s frenzied movements and experiment with her inner muscles. At one point, Rin was too enthusiastic and pulled right off of him. Rin gasped in surprise and disappointment, and her hand quickly squirmed down between their bodies. Locating what she sought, Rin held him still as she sank onto his length again,
“Unnhhh…that’s better…” Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth, searching for any store of strength or control he could muster. Rin’s way of making love was quickly becoming too much for him. She began again, a little more conservatively, but she also started to experiment with the angle of her pelvis, searching for the one that brought him deepest. On the fourth try, Rin pushed him inside again and, finding that more force was necessary, bucked her hips down, which butted the head of his phallus against the deepest spot in her body. Rin loudly gasped, a little astounded, and then shuddered, moaning with a high voice. She finally began a steady pace, which was fast and caused the most lewd noises.
“Hai…this is good, ne? …Uhhhhn… Sesshoumaru-sama!” Rin cried out, gripping the silk sheet in her fists. She could hear the silk sheet rustling over her back, surprisingly still in place, and the liquid smack of her body as it collided repeatedly against Sesshoumaru. Rin went as fast as she could, and her voice held a long, even note, which shook due to the vibrations. “T-tell me more of them, onegai,” Rin breathlessly said. Finding his last ounce of control as he pushed up into Rin’s tight muscles, Sesshoumaru gruffly responded,
“In the middle of the night…when we were alone in the forest…I wanted to push up the skirt of your kimono and pin you against a tree with your legs around my hips.” Growling as the heated sensation of orgasm clawed up his length, Sesshoumaru held his mate’s pelvis down where he needed it the most, glad to hear Rin’s gasp, followed by a groan. Feeling her body fluttering and pulsating around his arousal, Sesshoumaru quite gratefully emptied his seed into her safekeeping, taking in huge amounts of air as ropes of pleasure held him and his voice still. Rin’s knuckles were white from gripping the silk sheet, but she felt languorous from the tingly, throbbing sensation that had just gripped her body. Sprawled over Sesshoumaru, Rin couldn’t suppress a satisfied smile.
~~~~~One Month Later~~~~~
Rin sat on the side porch of the ion,ion, watching the trees sway in the day’s strong winds. Her belly was only slightly rounder, barely noticeable at all, but Rin liked to run her hand over it once in a while, as if she were touching her child. Sayo had been good enough to take Ah-Un on a day trip to the nearest village, which took half a day’s ride to reach, so that Rin could have more of the medicine for quelling a pregnant mother’s morning sickness. She would also pick up more cloth for Rin to sew as she rounded with child, some spices for their meals, and more candles. Rin had wanted to go along, but Sesshoumaru firmly forbade it. Instead, he had sent Jaken with the old servant. Jaken didn’t mind Sayo, though…she was as silent and expressionless as Sesshoumaru usually was.
Rin could feel Sesshoumaru looking at her from the sliding door behind her, and called back to him,
“It’s a beautiful day, Sesshoumaru-sama.” Rin smiled as she felt him sit dowidliidling up behind her with his legs outside her own. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to lean against his chest, sharing a quiet, affectionate moment with her. Rin, in that moment, recalled the many times they had made love for the past weeks: at least twice a day, although usually it was four times. Rin actually had to ask for a couple of days to let her muscles have a break from all the extra work.
Once her back had fully healed, Rin would wake up in the mornings to a demon paying her special attention between her thighs. Whenever Rin tried to return the favor, he usually stopped her before his release and push his way inside her body before he let loose his seed. Though they spent most of the day quietly talking or simply being in each other’s company, usually with Sesshoumaru watching her as she sewed something or gazed out the window, every few hours would bring another delightful confrontation in their bedroom. It was as if Sesshoumaru couldn’t get his fill of her.
“Aa, it is a beautiful day.” With it being close to noon, Rin’s stomach was ready for a snack to tide her over until dinnertime, but she stayed in Sesshoumaru’s arms for another few minutes. Feeling his hands brush over her stomach lovingly, Rin closed her eyes as she sat there, imagining Sesshoumaru holding their child for the first time, and the look he might have on his face.
Turning her head slightly to tuck her nose into the crook of Sesshoumaru’s neck, Rin nuzzled the flesh there, which prompted one of Sesshoumaru’s hands to skim its way up to cup her breast, massaging it gently until he could feel the crest distend under his touch through the fabric of the kimono. Tilting her head back to meet him, Rin held the side of his face as he tenderly kissed her, rubbing her other hand over the forearm wrapped around her waist. My husband is as lustful as ever. Gently disengaging from him once she felt his body reacting against her back, Rin came to a stand on the ground next to the side porch. Looking at him, Rin saw the longing in his eyes, but nonchalantly explained her interruption of their play.
“I’m going to get something to eat. Does Sesshoumaru-sama wish to keep me company?” Sesshoumaru made no obvious answer, but he brought himself to a stand and helped Rin step up onto the porch. Inside the kitchen, Rin found the covered bowl of rice balls that Sayo had made before she left. Taking one, she brought it to the low table with a cup of water, and sat across from Sesshoumaru, who was sitting quite regally on the other side.
“I have come to the conclusion that the attack a month ago was not a fluke. I need to find the perpetrators and dispose of them,” Sesshoumaru resolutely said, his voice flat. Rin paused, having just swallowed her first bite, but put the rice ball down, glad that she was able to keep her hand from shaking. He’s going to make me stay here. I won’t be able to come along like every time before…and he might be gone for months like he always is. Rin didn’t understand why, but she felt like crying. What’s wrong with me? It’s not like he won’t come back. And why am I suddenly so emotional?
“Are…you saying that you’re leaving?” Rin shakily said, her voice wavering a bit. She wanted to punch herself in the thigh for being so weak. Sesshoumaru’s icy resolution seemed to melt a bit, and his posture relaxed somewhat.
“Yes, I’m leaving. If anything were to happen to you—”
“But I’ve always been with you! There’s nothing different about the situation now!” Rin yelled, slapping her hands onto the table and rising to her knees. Her mood had swung from weepy to angry.
“Everything’s different, Rin,” Sesshoumaru responded, his voice very low. “You’re now my lover, my mate…the mother of my child. Before, you were very precious to me, but now, you’re…” He trailed off, breaking eye contact.
“I’m what?” Rin asked with an ache in her voice. She pushed the rice ball to the end of the table, leaning over it to draw Sesshoumaru’s gaze. Seeing his eyes glance into hers, Rin asked her question again. Sesshoumaru leaned forward, his silvery hair falling forward to graze the tabletop.
“If I lost you, I would be broken,” Sesshoumaru said very quietly, barely above a whisper. Rin’s moods swung once more, and she felt weepy again. I’ve never heard him say anything like that…he has not admitted a vulnerability to anyone. Holding back her tears, she leaned forward to meet him across the table, holding his jaw in her hand and pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his lips. Sensing he wanted to go further, Rin broke off the kiss and leaned back again. Sesshoumaru no longer looked icy or impassive. Rather he looked very heated, and most likely had his mind on one thing only. Rin was hungry, though, and simply sat down, picking up her rice ball again.
If Sesshoumaru was disappointed, he didn’t say so. He simply sat down again, watching her eat the food. After swallowing the last of her snack and washing it down with water, Rin stood up to wash the cup and place it back in its cupboard. Sesshoumaru’s eyes followed her, wanting to have her again. Why can’t I get enough of her? I want her more now than I did when I found her in the hot springs. Seeing her finish drying her hands, Sesshoumaru was quite ready to pull her onto the table, but Rin began to walk towards the kitchen door into the mansion.
“Rin…” Sesshoumaru said, telling her with a single, lustful tone what he wanted. Rin half-turned to coyly smile at him.
“I had been thinking of a trip to the bathhouse today, Sesshoumaru-sama. I expect I’ll be returning along the south path in about half an hour.” With that, Rin had to suppress a grin by biting down on her lower lip due to the subtle way in which Sesshoumaru’s face changed from lustful to carnal. Turning back towards the door, Rin walked to their bedroom, finding a clean under-robe (although it wouldn’t be clean for long) and her soap on a string. Putting her kimono away to be washed, Rin began her walk to the bathhouse, unable to keep the smile off of her face.
Hearing the crunch of the twigs and old leaves from last fall under her sandaled feet as she took a leisurely stroll to the bathhouse under the shady canopy of the trees, Rin felt more easily the strong, warm breeze that was infiltrating the complex that day since she was wearing only her under-robe. Half-expecting Sesshoumaru to grab her off of the path before she even got to the bathhouse, Rin was a bit disappointed when she arrived within a minute without her very-much-wanted assault. The bathhouse was a solid, wooden structure with an easily lit stove, a pile of dry wood to feed it, and covered tubs full of water ready for whomever. Rin had always wondered how Sayo could manage to fill the tubs again every time one was used: it took five trips from the well to fill up a tub.
Sliding open the door, Rin stepped inside the bathhouse, which was humid and a little stuffy from being closed on such a hot day. Only the shade of the trees over its roof kept it from becoming stifling. The inside smelled like hot coals and wood. Not needing to heat up the water that day, Rin was able to take a bath without preparing a fire first. She bathed quickly, wanting to be done with it, and spent a few minutes toweling her hair so that she could braid it. Drying off her body and dumping the water, Rin threw on her under-robe again, carrying the soap and towel back with her as she opened the door of the bathhouse again. Looking out, she saw a few birds flit away into the air, and stepped out, glad for the breeze that came rushing around the corner of the building. Returning along the south path, her heart was thumping with excitement since she was expecting Sesshoumaru to jump out to get her at any second, but as she came within sight of the mansion, Rin’s hopes were falling fast. Was I too subtle?
Bowing her head as she trudged towards the mansion, she thought she heard what sounded like footsteps, and looked up. Huh? The mansion, still in front of her, looked clear as day, and nothing was out of the ordinary. I could have that swore he understood what I meant, though. Rin had been hoping it was her master, but he obviously wasn’t there in front of her. When two arms suddenly reached around from behind to tightly wrap themselves underneath her breasts, Rin giggled, dropping her soap and towel. She let Sesshoumaru drag her off the south path and into the forest. With her knees hooked over Sesshoumaru’s forearm and her hands linked behind his neck, Rin watched as they went further into the woods surrounding the mansion, but still within the complex wall.
“Did you have a spot already picked out?” Rin asked quietly, joking. Her smile didn’t seem to penetrate, though, and Sesshoumaru looked down at her with heavy-lidded eyes—still as carnal as when she left.
“As a matter of fact,” he purred, looking up again, “I did.” Rin looked in front of her again, and saw a tall, ancient tree, gnarled and twisted, but very much alive. It’s branches seemed to have grown in random directions, and the roots of the tree…although the majority were probably deep underground, a few dozen were poking out of the ground, warping into odd shapes like fingers from a hand—most definitely the perfect spot for what Sesshoumaru had in mind. In her younger days when she would explore the small area of forest within Sesshoumaru’s complex, Rin had only seen this tree a couple of times, not wandering too close to it since it seemed a bit out of place. Now, feeling her womanhood grow heavy and heated, Rin felt a small measure of the exhilaration that Sesshoumaru was feeling, and could only see the image in her mind of what they would soon be doing on the roots of such a tree. A strong, warm breeze found its way through the forest, making the leaves above rustle loudly as the wind tossed about Sesshoumaru’s silky hair.
Walking halfway around the tree and stepping between two overgrown roots, Sesshoumaru set Rin on her feet and let his hands glide from her hips to her breasts. Cupping them and brushing the pads of his thumbs over their sensitive tips, Sesshoumaru watched, fascinated, as her nipples distended beneath the cloth and dented outward towards him. Rin slid her hands over his wrists, looking up at him with her mouth open as she tried to breathe past the lump in her throat. Sesshoumaru seemed to have more control over his excitement now, which disappointed Rin a bit, but she knew it wouldn’t stay that way for long. Reaching down to untie her under-robe, Rin’s hands paused with Sesshoumaru’s words,
“Not yet.” Rin watched as he dropped to one knee, and slid his hand to her back. Pulling forward so that she would lean down, Sesshoumaru tilted his head up and used his other hand to reveal the peak of one breast. Molding his lips around it, Sesshoumaru pulled gently on the crest, earning a sigh from his mate. Rin watched as her vision blurred and filmed over. A soft but heady warmth spread through her body from the exact point where Sesshoumaru suckled, and she wrapped one arm around Sesshoumaru’s shoulder as he sapped the strength from her legs, flicking the nipple a few times for good measure. Pulling the cloth off of her other breast, he laved his tongue over it, blowing air on the moisture left by his tongue to chill the tip until it budded for him. Rin slid her hand into Sesshoumaru’s hair, holding the of of his head while he played with the rosebud in front of him. Letting her eyes drift shut, Rin bit back a moan, feeling restless as her master took his time. She listened to the birds, the breeze, and the sounds of Sesshoumaru’s mouth, all the while making a few indistinct noises herself.
“Mmhhh…S-…Sesshoumaru-sama.” Feeling her cheeks blush from the day’s heat and from the warmth of Sesshoumaru’s mouth, Rin gasped upon feeling Sesshoumaru’s hand at the back of her thigh. He landed a final kiss to her left breast, having made them blush with abuse, and his other hand drifted to her other thigh. He stood, both hands sliding up to possessively hold her back end. Now that the skirt of her clothing was near her waist, Sesshoumaru pulled his hands up to hold her hips and he leaned down for an open-mouthed kiss, letting Rin’s hand untie the belt of his under-robe. His arousal was tight with excitement, and Sesshoumaru wanted nothing more at that moment than to be inside Rin. Looping her other arm around Sesshoumaru’s neck, Rin brought herself up on her toes to lean into the kiss. Her left fingers finally broke the knot in his belt, and his clothing loosened, which allowed Rin to slide her hand inside as Sesshoumaru’s tongue slid into her mouth. With the backs of her fingers, she explored the bumps of his trim stomach muscles, warm to the touch and smooth. Then fanning out her fingers and turning her hand, Rin gripped his side, finding only firm skin and muscle, all toned and lean.
I need to go faster.
Rin straightened her arm as she shoved it farther down into her mate’s clothing, seeking the flesh that she wanted to have within her own body very soon. Finding it hard and erect, pointed straight out from his hips, Rin hesitantly wrapped her fingers around it, not sure if Sesshoumaru wanted this at the moment. Sesshoumaru turned his head slightly, deepening their kiss as his hair cascaded down his shoulder onto Rin. Please, Rin…
She felt him widen his stance and push into her hand. Feeling as if the tables had turned from the last time they were in this particular setting in this particular situation, Rin conceded and began moving her left hand, meeting his small thrusts. Needing air, Rin pulled away from his kiss, and instead watched Sesshoumaru’s face. Rarely did anything get him as worked up enough to tint his cheeks a lovely shade of pink, but what Rin was now performing was one of those exerting acts that Sesshoumaru couldn’t quite stand. She felt his heavy breaths against her cheek, avidly listening for every time the air caught in his throat. In the background was the noise of her hand, moving at a moderate pace and smacking into his pelvis. She felt a welcome breeze against her right wrist, hitting Sesshoumaru from behind, and it carried the scent of the forest trees surrounding them. Sesshoumaru’s hands tightened on Rin’s hips.
“Hnnn…Rin.” Sesshoumaru pulled one hand away from her hips, reaching between their bodies as he forced his own to stop moving, and grabbed hold of her wrist, silently telling her that he wanted to move on. Rin, whole-heartedly agreeing since she was aching for him, reached down to hold her clothing up as she turned away from Sesshoumaru. Rin was more than ready, feeling wet and warm between her legs. She spread her stance and leaned over the tree root that had been behind her, taking a deep breath upon feeling Sesshoumaru’s hands on her hips once again. His pelvis came close to her backside, and Rin could feel his length teasing her entrance.
“Onegai, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin groaned, her voice raspy with need. Sesshoumaru rolled his hips slowly, brushing himself against her. He squeezed an inch into her body, but then pulled out, rubbing the tip over and between her lips. He did this several times, each wresting out a dissatisfied moan from his mate. Feeling his tip push inside her again, Rin called his name when the tip slipped out again.
“Do you want me inside of you, Rin? Tell me,” Sesshoumaru purred, his deep voice tinged with a bit of huskiness. Rin bit down on her lower lip, feeling his length rubbing against the ache between her legs.
“H-hai, Sesshoumaru-sama. Unnhhh…onegai!” Rin gasped out, unable to take a full breath when her stomach was pressed over the root. Finally feeling Sesshoumaru push himself into her body, Rin gave a high, short moan and propelled her hips back as best as she could from her position. Sesshoumaru entered her slowly, squeezing into her body and bearing down against her until the tops of Rin’s thighs butted against the tree root. He rubbed her posterior with both hands, pulling himself back out just as agonizingly slow as when he came into her body. He kept up that pace, slow and full, until Rin was so frustrated that she bucked back against him, groaning.
“Not so fast,” Sesshoumaru said. He held her hips against the tree root to keep them from moving and increased the pace only slightly. Sweat was dripping down his back from the strain of holding back, and Sesshoumaru leaned down over Rin as he pumped himself in and out of her body. Nuzzling aside the braid to reveal the nape of her neck, Sesshoumaru saw the beginnings of the scars where he had marked her as his mate, and licked the revealed skin. Knowing he couldn’t keep this up for more than another minute, Sesshoumaru sped up a tad more, letting Rin’s build-up start. Rin’s hands, already tense as they rested against the root, fisted with tension. Master…
Pulling out of her, Sesshoumaru smirked when he heard her gasp.
“S-Sesshoumaru-sama! …Why?” Rin huskily said, looking back at him with a pained expression on her face. Looking ahead again, Rin restlessly moved her rear, inviting Sesshoumaru to continue as she begged him to take her. Rin sighed, feeling his hands on her hips, but Sesshoumaru then reached forward and took her arm. Pulling her towards him away from the tree root, he ignored her protests, very much aware of her need and his own. He then pushed her back against the tree trunk between its two overgrown roots. Her breasts, rosy from Sesshoumaru’s mouth, bounced outside the under-robe that Rin still had on her shoulders, and she raised her hands in uncertainty. Sesshoumaru reached down and gripped the backs of her thighs, lifting her, and Rin quickly grabbed onto Sesshoumaru’s shoulders, not wanting to lose her balance as he propped her against the tree trunk. Finally seeing that he was just changing positions, Rin eagerly wrapped her legs around his waist, clamping her thighs together. She reached down between them since Sesshoumaru was supporting her weight with his hands underneath her backside, and placed his throbbing, slick member into position.
He immediately drove into her and kept up a fast pace, leaning forward to taste the skin over her collarbone. Rin clutched Sesshoumaru’s shoulders, breathing fast as her body jerked upwards in his arms from the force of his thrusts. She could feel the rough bark of the tree through the back of her under-robe as it grated against her.
“Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin sighed, her voice breaking with every jolt to her body. The long, thick arousal pumping in and out of her body felt unquestionably sinful, and Rin couldn’t help but imagine how they must look from afar. A demon lord mating with a human female nst nst a tree—her legs wrapped around his waist as he shoved his way into her body. Rin held on for dear life, because her climax was definitely at the edge of her mind and body, ready to leap at her. Sesshoumaru pulled her hips a little ways out from the trunk, finding a new slant and driving towards it. His haori had fallen down his shoulders, and the added sensation of his own hair brushing against his shoulders only stacked on top of the feelings in his body, rather than distracting him.
“Sesshoumaru-sama! Uhhhn!” Rin cried out, not even thinking of the bruises she would have later. Sesshoumaru only went faster, loving the way Rin’s calves bounced behind him despite her efforts to stay still.
“Don’t stop…ohhhh…don’t stop, master!” Rin screamed. She heard Sesshoumaru give a long rough groan, and his legs must have straightened themselves as his body tensed up because Rin felt her back ride higher on the trunk. Just as predicted, her climax rushed at her from nowhere, and she felt a high, violent orgasm ripping down her body to the place between her legs where Sesshoumaru was jammed. She heard him moan against her throat, and his warm seed filled her body. Rin made a high, breathy sigh, almost like an outward gasp, and her lower body jerked involuntarily. They stayed there, frozen, for perhaps only ten seconds, and then Sesshoumaru thrust into her a few more times, working the last of essence out. Rin could feel her leg muscles failing her, and was in danger of losing the moment, but Sesshoumaru pulled her away from the tree trunk to sink to his knees, setting Rin’s behind on his thighs and wrapping his arms around her as he attempted to catch his breath. Rin’s feet dropped to the ground. She vaguely noticed that one of her sandals was no longer on her foot. Feeling Sesshoumaru’s hand slip underneath the back of her under-robe, Rin laid her head on his shoulder, very tired but very satisfied. She felt Sesshoumaru pressing kisses to her shoulder, and he reached up to set the pads of his fingers over the scars on Rin’s back. Sliding them down, Sesshoumaru smiled against Rin’s neck when he heard her gasp. Rin stiffened in his arms, feeling a second, smaller orgasm travel through her inner muscles. Her thighs tightened for a few seconds, and Rin gripped the cloth still stretched across his back, shakily sighing through the pleasure.
“The connection is getting strong enough for this…I can now give this to you after we make love. Someday, it will strengthen the pleasure for both of us during the actual mating,” Sesshoumaru said into Rin’s ear. Her muscles eventually quieted down, and she tried to pull herself closer to Sesshoumaru’s body, encircling his shoulders with her arms. Clearing her throat, Rin asked,
“When…when I pass on, how will you find me again?” Rin throatily asked, a little frightened to be talking of the time when she died. When Rin was very young, still with her parents, she thought her parents would never die and that she wouldn’t die, either. But her parents did die, gasping as the disease filled their lungs and clogged their throats. Rin always wondered why she had not become infected as well—only she and another had survived, but the other had long ago left the village, having no family left. Rin eventually found a new village, but no one accepted her, thinking she had some sort of mental illness since she didn’t speak, and she was lived in an abandoned shack down by the edge of town. And then…one day…she found something special…
Sesshoumaru held her that much tighter, wondering what this sad and lonely feeling was spreading in his mind.
“Your reincarnation will have the same markings on her back, and she will feel an irresistible pull towards wherever I am, as I will feel the same pull towards her. She should return to me within 15 years or so of your passing, unless something hinders her, in which case, I will find her,” Sesshoumaru explained calmly.
“But…will she remember anything?” Rin asked, voicing her greatest fear.
“Once I find her, if you and I have made a connection strong enough, I can simply touch her, and your memories will return to her, having been stored within my soul for the duration of your absence.” Sesshoumaru dropped more kisses onto her shoulder, but Rin had more questions for him.
“When she is born…won’t her parents see the markings? Will they know what they are for? …Will they try to stop her?”
“I doubt that knowledge of this practice is known among humans. They will think it is a birth mark.” Rin closed her eyes, her heart finally at ease, and she relaxed against her master.
After a few moments of silence, the two finally left the forest, returning to their home. Rin took a nap while Sesshoumaru spooned up behind her, sponging up these last few moments with his mate before his departure the next morning. They still had a few hours before sunset and the return of his servants, so Sesshoumaru spent the time while Rin was asleep thinking of what to do once she woke up.
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Yet again, this chapter was revised (although not so heavily) to make it flow more easily and stretch out moments that needed to be longer ‘n such. If you read the previous version, do you like this one better? Let me know!
~~Sincerely,
The Black Cat
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