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Chapter
Five
By
OriginalSinner
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
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When Sango regained her breath, she looked up to see the leaves of the trees
above her flutter in the cooling, summer night’s breeze. A hot breath was
panting harshly, growling almost angrily in her ear. Silky silver strands
tickled her face and sharp claws dug uncomfortably into the delicate flesh of
her wrists, effectively restraining her from resuming her previous activity,
denying her access to the release she so desperately sought.
“Undisciplined little bitch! When I say come – you come to me! I will not be
defied!” growled Sesshoumaru in a low, commanding tone.
In the blink of an eye, she found herself being tossed on her back, her knees
being hooked over broad, muscular shoulders. Gripping tightly onto the silky
flesh of her creamy thighs, the demon lord spread her legs open-wide to his
hungry gaze; growling deep in his throat at the sight he beheld. The woman beneath him was truly glorious. To see her satin-like, soft, dusky pink
womanly flesh glistening with desire wrought by him, had his mind dizzy with
the need to rut… the scent of her arousal hitting him full force as he pulled
her legs open even wider so as to part her inner petals, giving him full view
of her slick, virginal entrance. Sesshoumaru exhaled steadily, moving his face in closer to the
trembling woman’s sex and blew a heated stream of air up and down her soaked,
swollen flower. And to think that he had thought previously that this was going
to be fun? Fucking mind-blowing was a better description...he thought as he
watched the lust-crazed slayer writhe and shiver at his rough treatment.
“Sesshoumaru…!” she whimpered huskily, her chest rising and falling in rapid
succession as she fought hard to grasp what events had exactly transpired
between her current predicament and her touching herself so sinfully in front
of the voyeuristic inu lord.
“Silence!”
he commanded gruffly.
“Please…
I beg you…don’t hurt me….” Sango pleaded in a small, uncertain voice, no longer
caring about her pride or lack thereof.
Heaven knows just what it was that she did that upset the demon lord so,
but she figured she was certainly in no position to argue. In fact, she felt quite fearful of his rough
display of dominance. It was all so
confusing. The fear, the pleasure… She
couldn’t even think straight at the moment.
The way he was breathing that stream of heated breath along her
womanhood was sending any rational thought of fight or flight, right out the
window. All she knew was that she had a
very real need to cum. A jolt of
electricity charged through the naked woman’s body. She was fully exposed to the inu youkai’s roaming eye and the way
he was looking so appreciatively upon her womanhood, she was certain that he
was going to take her any moment. She
wasn’t quite sure if she was looking forward to that moment though, especially
after seeing the massive girth of the male currently defiling her modesty. None-the-less, the warmth of his breath
dancing tantalizingly across her wet flesh was hammering her to the point of
nearly driving herself onto his thick length.
“You
think that I would hurt you then, woman?” Sesshoumaru purred as his intense,
lust-filled gaze bore into uncertain chocolate-coloured eyes.
Sango
slowly nodded her head from side to side, her breathing coming in short,
erratic pants, unconscious of the fact that she was rolling her hips
seductively in the vain attempt to rub her incredibly stimulated sex on
anything to give her the release she required.
“If
I wanted to hurt you Sango, the earth would already be tasting your blood.”
Sango
shivered at his words, bringing her back to reality that a cold-blooded killer
had her entrapped so sinfully and completely at his mercy.
“However
woman, I cannot guarantee that I will not hurt you in the future if you do not
stop what you are doing… still you continue to defy me, trying to find your
release little temptress” the demon lord stated solemnly, his features quite
serious, masking his amusement at her alluring efforts to stimulate her kegels
to orgasm.
Sango raised her hips, bringing her dripping flesh even closer to her captor,
whimpering pathetically at her hopeless position, hoping that he might get the
hint and finish off what she had started.
She was so damned horny.
What the hell was he doing?
“PLEASE!” she pleaded, pulling her
pelvic muscles in tight every time she bucked her hips off the ground in the
effort to bring about her elusive climax. Watching the small woman beneath him
desperately try to achieve some sort of outlet for her frustration, even after
chastising her for defying him, heated his blood to a fevered pitch. His inner
youkai thrashed about, demanding it be let loose to teach the defiant little
bitch who was in charge. He had planned
on alleviating her sexual tension right from the very beginning. If he couldn’t take the human bitch the way
his breeding required him to, he would have to improvise by teaching her that
she was there to sate his lust. That
was why he had chosen her after all. In
return for her obedience to him, he would have taken her to unimaginable
heights of pleasure. She was a
strong-minded onna and would have to be taught the ‘correct way’ in order to
please him. He had hoped she would
participate reasonably, even though he had expected some defiance from the
hardheaded woman to eventually surface as he endeavored to maintain his
dominance in their rut, but he hadn’t expected her to be so reluctant to
acquiesce, so soon into their activities.
How dare she refuse to give her pussy to him when he asked? Her defiant behaviour even now was
completely unacceptable. If anyone was
going to make the woman cum, it would be him.
Did she truly think he expected her to get herself off while he sat back
idly? And now she had the audacity to
whine about not receiving the release he would only have been all too obliging
to give. Humans. Sesshoumaru snorted, narrowing his eyes in
agitation as he internally reflected upon her behaviour and an appropriate
punishment.
“Silence! You will pay for your disobedience,” he snapped, interrupting her
painful plea, an evil grin animating his handsome features.
Long, lustrous strands of hair brushed gently against her womanhood, teasing
her insanely as the tips of his silver locks danced ever so lightly against her
burning, slick flesh. He gazed appreciatively down upon the woman that had
haunted his thoughts since the day he first laid eyes upon her. How many times had he fantasized of having
the taijiya in such a helpless position?
But his fantasies could never have compared to the real thing.
Sesshoumaru sucked upon his lower lip, his eyes trailing across her prone form
as he ran his palms lightly down her body, trailing his claws delicately across
her sensitive skin in the process. She was his. His prize. His primal
instincts were of course, to bend the bitch over and take her with all his
brute strength, but for some reason instead, he found himself marveling at his
possession. Never before had a female
held such power over him to actually make him want to get to know her body… to
explore every smooth contour and silken plane.
She was exquisite. The demon
lord traced lightly around the curved underside of her breast with a delicate
graze of his claw, fascinated at how her smooth, creamy flesh erupted in a
fresh batch of goose bumps from his action.
He likened her to a perfect porcelain doll. His doll. Untouched, pure
and beautiful. Unlike any female he had
ever been with. She was so soft and
warm to his touch. Her aroused scent
was intoxicating him, dizzying his mind with desire, making him want nothing
more in the world at that very moment but to taste her. To sample her flesh,
rolling it against his tongue as though it were some exotic nectar. To run his lips down the dips and curves of
her belly and lazily inscribe his desire for her in kanji with his tongue,
along the smooth, taut plane of her tummy. Sesshoumaru drew his eyes away from
her body, and took a moment to gaze into her sparkling eyes that shimmered with
the need for him to fulfill her. He
allowed his mask to drop to accommodate a seductively wicked smile brought
about by knowing that the longing she beheld in the depths of her chocolate
orbs were a direct result from him. The
small woman blink repeatedly in what he could only guess was shock. The demon lord snorted with amusement,
widening his sexy grin in the process.
“What?”
he questioned, eyebrow raised dubiously.
“N-nothing
my lord… it’s just… you’re really very beautiful when you smile… I just… never
uhm…” Sango could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment. He truly was beautiful, she thought, her
head now just a complete and utter mess.
Every thing she had come to believe regarding the demon lord just grew
wings and flew away, obviously to the same place her inhibitions went, she
thought. On several occasions that
evening he had proven to her his capacity to use the muscles in his face
responsible for smiling, completely blowing her away. But at that point she had been too full of consternation to even
really give the odd occurrences much thought.
She wasn’t sure if it was the fact that she had never thought the
taiyoukai capable of sporting anything other than his usual impassive mask- let
alone even have the ability to smile that shocked her more, or the fact that
she found him to be incredibly handsome when he did. Irrelevant, she could feel her blood heating to near boiling
point in reaction to the heavenly creature before her. The warmth generated within her just by looking upon his handsome
countenance, flushed her body with renewed desire. She wanted him, it seemed, just as much as he wanted her.
“I
am still very… very… disappointed… with you… Sango…” Sesshoumaru replied softly
as he once again broke eye contact and contemplated his previous
thought of tasting his woman. So
Sesshoumaru did just as he had desired, pausing his statement by punctuating
his words with sensual, open-mouthed kisses across her skin.
“You
need to be punished woman…” He stated as he once again lowered his lips to her
heated flesh only this time to mark her with his mouth. His first character he inscribed with
affectionate precision just above her navel… ‘Mine’. He smiled into her belly, breathing deeply of her essence as he
listened to the sweet, soft moans escape her mouth. Sesshoumaru’s tongue swept teasingly across her velvety skin like
a calligrapher’s brush, embellishing her flesh with his beguiling tongue,
marking her fully in characters that translated all that he felt for the petite
huntress. He reveled in her taste and
texture as he made love to Sango’s flesh with his mouth leaving Sango
breathless by the erotic act. The
taijiya lay trembling, completely awe inspired with the demon lords sensual
assault upon her body. She truly
believed that if there was a heaven, then her heart must have stopped sometime
in the last 10 minutes because she was certain that she was there. The feeling
of having the inu lord tower above her petite frame while she was lying in such
a vulnerable position was absolutely mind blowing. The mere thought of his
enchanting face being only inches away from her fully exposed womanhood made
her body shiver uncontrollably with desire. She knew that she should be afraid
of what his previously foreboding words promised, but somehow her instincts
soothed her rational mind. He told her earlier that he would not hurt her and
for some reason, she believed him. For some reason she trusted him implicitly
and she found that very fact to be a soothing balm for her wounded heart.
All her life she had been used to being the one in control. Deep down in her
heart she knew that this was the reason why she would never find a man to
satisfy her needs. To love her. Because she would not allow it. She tried to
convince herself that it was because she was incapable of being able to trust.
But here she was, completely naked with her legs wantonly draped around the
shoulders of probably the most dangerous and powerful demon lord to walk the
face of the earth. And she found that oddly exhilarating. No. She knew deep
down the reason why she was still a 19-year-old virgin. It was because she saw
no man yet worthy enough to take her maidenhood. No man strong enough. No man
that could command her respect. She had found many a man strong enough to break
her heart, but none were strong enough to break her body. To destroy her if
they so wished. Until now. The beautiful demon above her, adorning her body
with his mouth, could take her life with the mere flick of his wrist. And for
some bizarre reason, Sango secretly relished that fact. She had finally found a
man whom she couldn’t feign respect, because truth be told, she respected him
implicitly. He commanded it and for
once in her life, she would comply not only in her actions, but with her heart
as well. Her heart skipped a beat,
awakening something deep within her.
Something she dared not even contemplate. Not now... She squeezed
her luscious lashes tightly together to banish that train of thought and
averted her attention to her physical reactions to his tender adoration of her
body. He made her feel so alive. More desirable than she had ever thought
possible. She had finally found a male who she deemed worthy of her body,
irrelevant of the fact of his youkai heritage and despite the fact that he was
a cold, lethal killing machine.
Sango threw her head back against the musty forest floor, arching her back in
the process as Sesshoumaru continued his sedulous exploration of her body. This
is what she truly wanted. A man to dominate her so exquisitely. A man who knew
what she wanted, what she needed, and wasn’t afraid to give it to her without
the fear of losing his self respect amongst his peers by taking a woman
stronger than he. Because there was no one yet stronger than the god-like
creature that subdued her so divinely. In the deep, dark recesses of her mind,
this is what she craved. To be commanded and controlled, completely dominated
by a man with the power and authority to do so. After years of having to fend
for herself, she had wanted to be able to hand her power over to a man to whom
she could trust with it. A man whom she deemed worthy of such a privilege. A
man that would appreciate her gesture of submission and treat it as though it
were a priceless gift. Because in Sango’s eyes it was. How long had she dreamt of being touched and
tasted and made love to as though she were the most precious woman on the face
of the earth? She had well and truly found oh-so-much more than her match in
the lord of the western lands. Sango
smiled triumphantly, as she looked down upon her silver-tressed prince.
The feel of his hot mouth against her cool flesh was incredible, but her core
ached more than ever for attention. It was almost as if he deliberately avoided
making any form of contact with her womanhood, other than to blow warm streams
of air up and down her slit every now and then when he made his way down her
body to the throbbing apex between her legs.
Was this her punishment? She wanted
him to touch her there so very badly it almost hurt.
“I-I’m sorry…I’m really, really sorry Sesshoumaru-sama...” her voice cracked.
“Please...please touch me?” she wailed. Sesshoumaru hmphed in sardonic
amusement into her stomach in response to her frustrated plea. If it had have
been Miroku, she would have slapped him senseless by now. She hated herself for pleading, almost
sobbing to the smug taiyoukai who had her in such a weak, defenseless position.
It was unthinkable that he mock her attempt to appease him for whatever it was
she had done that had pissed him off, but then again, so was the situation she
now found herself in. Surely she had done her penance. She wanted him to touch
her so badly it now hurt. Was the
damned demon trying to freaking kill her.
‘Great. Death by lack of orgasm…’ Sango thought to
herself as an embarrassing whine, reminiscent of that of a child that can’t get
its own way, escaped her lips. Another
wickedly handsome smirk braced the normally reticent youkai as he shook his
head condescendingly to her outburst.
“In
future you will be more incline to do as I say taijiya,” he remarked with an
arrogance that had Sango gritting her teeth and narrowing her eyes, shooting
him a menacing look.
“And
still she continues to assert herself above me,” he winked at the flustered
exterminator as he willed himself to pull away from her delightful body and
leaned back so he was sitting on his calves, pulling Sango’s sex up so close to
his fully exposed cock that she could feel the heat radiate from the awesome
member.
This
demon was messing with her head let alone her hormones, worse than what Miroku
had ever done. She wanted so much to
kick herself away from the arrogant inu lord after his haughty retort did
little to improve her rising temper.
However, his sexy, lopsided grin and the fact that he seemed as though
he were about to finally alleviate some of her pent-up sexual anxiety had her
dismissing the thought of taking her chances of trying to kick the crap out of
the handsome hauteur. Especially since
her body had become ablaze with a renewed sense of passion by the way his
piercing gaze seemed to devour her whole and she feared she would spontaneously
ignite at any moment if he didn’t stop boring his heated gaze upon her dripping
flower. A wicked smirk played across his handsome features and she shivered
with anticipation of some unbeknownst pleasure she had only ever heard about,
when she saw him lick his lips.
“I’m going to punish you now taijiya. I am going to teach you a lesson you will
never forget. By the end of it you shall act like an obedient, well-behaved
little bitch. But in order to make your ‘ache’ go away” he smirked evilly,
raising an eyebrow in sheer deviousness, “I’m first going to have to discipline
you.”
Sesshoumaru’s eyes trailed up her body once again to catch her horrified expression.
Her cheeks stained with a pretty blush, eyes wide with fear, finely sculptured
eyebrows arched in sheer mortification. He fought to stop a highly amused
chuckle from escaping the confines of his chest. By the way she was looking
between him and the hardened staff he now fisted in one hand with long,
rhythmic strokes, he was almost certain he could tell the reason for the
undeniable trace of distress permeating the air. A small sting of pain tugged
at his heart for the briefest second as he contemplated how her fear was
warranted. As much as he had wanted to plunge into the taijiya’s hot, warm
depths, he found himself somewhat reluctant to do so. She was so small compared
to his thick girth, and he regretted telling her previously that he wouldn’t hurt
her because he knew that the pain that would inevitably accompany their
consummation would be quite unpleasant.
That bothered him greatly. But he wasn’t completely sure what it was
that bothered him more. The fact that he was going to cause her pain or the
fact that he even cared? Since when had he concerned himself with such trivial
things as another’s feelings? Was it that taking on the responsibility of
caring for a small human child the cause of making him soften? Or was it that
he genuinely had feelings for the ravishing beauty lying before him, other than
just being a pretty living doll made specifically for him to slake his lust
upon? He shook his thoughts from his head, his lip raised up in agitation that
he even be sidetracked with such trivial nonsense instead of focusing on the
task at hand.
Sesshoumaru grinned wickedly and decided to milk this moment for all it was
worth. He loved the challenge the young exterminator was giving him. She was so
fresh, so inexperienced, so unsure, and so damn horny… but she was also defiant
and stubborn. Yes; he would definitely
make her pay for disobeying him. His narcissistic streak once again rose itself
to the surface of his raging emotions, drowning out any traces of guilt he may
have just felt at sensing the woman’s fear. He growled deep from within his
chest. Holding her left hip firmly, he took his cock and guided it to her
glistening pink folds. The handsome youkai watched as Sango’s entire body
tensed, her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth clenched in a grimace awaiting the
punishing intrusion. Sesshoumaru cocked his head to the side, lapping up taste
of fear in the air like the predator that he was.
‘Yes,
this is a good way to begin her ‘lessons’’, he ruminated as his cock pushed up
against her silky slit.
Hey
all ^_^ … I hope you’re liking the new ‘tarted’ up versions of What Now? As everyone who has been following this
story already knows, it’s been forever since I last ‘officially’ updated. After all the drama’s of breaking up with my
idiot ex, moving half-way across the state, and getting used to a life as a
single mum, I’ve finally got the time to update *yay!* Unfortunately though, as you know, I gave my
computer to jerk features so he wouldn’t have any excuse to keep hassling me,
and in his vindictiveness, kept all my back-up discs etc, namely the one with
the two new chapters I had written for What Now? Well, as you can imagine, I was extremely pissed and so
completely over the whole deal that I didn’t really feel like bothering with
writing anymore. So I have to thank all
of you that have continued to read this story and leave reviews and email me
with encouragement to pull my finger out, build a bridge and get over it, and
start writing again…. Hence the
revamped chapters. I had to get back
into the storyline, so by going through and re-editing the chapters I’m kinda
getting a feel for the story again, so I can sit down and re-write the two new
chapters that was so spitefully taken from me *!@#$*
So I hope you are all enjoying the revamped story so
far. I will endeavour to have the rest
of the chapters back up as soon as I can.
Oh… and another thing… I’m kinda getting pedantic about my spelling and
after reading through What Now?, found a few spelling errors. I also found a few stupid contradictions in
different ways that I spell things, such as endeavour, and endeavor. I know it’s stupid but it drives me
insane. I realize that most of you guys
are in the States so you guys spell things ‘or’ instead of ‘our’ and ‘ize’
instead of ‘ise’ like we do in Australia.
Sometimes I’ll get the spell check to change it to the American way of
spelling things, and sometimes I’ll just ignore it. It shits me ‘cos I wish I would just write one way or
another. So please excuse the
inconsistent spelling of some words here and there throughout the story. I will endeavour to go through and make it
either or for continuity’s sake, just in case you were thinking ‘that sinner
ain’t too good with the spelling there hey’.
*doh!* K then my sweet fellow
hentai’s… till my next chapter I shall say…
Peace ~_^
The Sinner
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