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How to Kill Kagome in Ten Different Ways	By : kayelyn Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8516 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's characters, sadly it all belongs to Rumiko Takehasi; nor do I profit from any of this

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A/N: Sorry for the lag in updates, guys. I hope I made up for it with a longer chapter. This one is for The Hatter Theory, who wanted some mokomoko action.
Enjoy lovelies!
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3 months later…

Today was the day, and Sesshomaru was more than a little impatient. It had been three months since the last sexual debacle, and the palace healers had finally decided that his little mate was healed enough to resume her wifely duties.
Finally, it has been far too long since I have tasted my sweet mate.
After giving passing his duties off to his various advisors, Sesshomaru stalked his way to his chambers. He watched in amusement as servants and guards scurried to get out of his way, knowing that to disturb him would mean their deaths.
Sesshomaru paused in front of his chamber door, sniffing the air to check for his mate. He was inundated with the smell of his wife’s arousal, and his eyes slowly started to bleed red. Taking deep, calming breaths, he wrestled for control.
Sliding the screen open, he, like the predator he was, stalked his woman. A feral grin graced his face; she did not know he was there.
He traced the beads of water her wet hair left on her skin with hungry eyes, wanting to trace their pathways with his tongue. Sesshomaru swallowed a growl when she piled her hair on top of her head, revealing to him the elegant lines of her neck.
His hands fisted, claws gouging his skin, as she slowly began to pat herself dry. He shook his head to try to clear the haze in his mind and then smirked.
She cannot be the only one unclothed.
Slowly, as not to gain her attention, Sesshomaru divested himself of his sword, and his juban quickly followed. His eyes never leaving hers, he toed off his boots and slipped off his hakama, infinitely glad he forwent his fundoshi this day.
He brought his hand down to stroke his heated cock; a shiver of pleasure escaped him as he swiped his thumb across his weeping head. His eyes flashed red as he watched his mate slid the towel across her back and stomach, and let out an inaudible grunt as he roughly stroked himself downward.
All semblance of control left him when his mate placed her foot upon the chest by their bed and bent down to finish drying herself off, her generous backside being offered up to him proved to be more than he could handle.
In a flash, he was behind her. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back onto his throbbing erection. He reveled in the gasping moan that she let out as she grinded against him. As he bent down to nip her ear, he noticed her smirk.
That minx…she knew I was here. Hmmm…
“Mate, this one thinks that you should be punished for teasing him so,” he growled softly. Mewling in response, Kagome ground into him harder.
Sesshomaru pushed her face down into the futon, and willed his mokomoko to him. He slid his erection up and down the slick folds of his mate, her wanton moans music to his ears. As he withdrew from her he smirked as she whimpered and whined at the loss of him.
“Now, mate, you did not think that this one would simply take you, did you? No, you must be punished for your earlier behavior,” he said silkily, eyes lighting in pleasure as she shivered in response to the promise of his words.
He willed his mokomoko to slowly make its way up her legs, smirking in devilish delight as she began to twitch. He allowed his pelt to wrap around her hips, rubbing them before starting a trail upwards towards her breasts, as he slowly began to thrust against her folds.
Kagome gasped as the ends of mokomoko began to squeeze her breasts and flick at her taut nipples. Sesshomaru stilled as she began to thrust against him, trying to take him inside her.
“Mate,” he growled in warning. She whimpered, but ceased her movements in submission. Satisfied, he once again began his slow torment of her and brought one of his fingers between them to tease her engorged pleasure nub, delighting in her cries.
Once again he willed mokomoko to move, making one of the ends travel down to her hips, wrapping around them tightly and the end to stroke her left side. Kagome began to shiver uncontrollably, the tickling combining with the feel of her mate between her legs and mokomoko’s teasing of her breast was a sweet torture, sensory overload.
Sensing his mate was nearing her end, he pulled away and willed mokomoko to do the same. Kagome cried out at the loss of sensation.
“Pl-please,” she whimpered.
“Please what, mate?” he replied huskily.
“Please…it…hurts,” she begged.
“This one does not know what you want, mate,” he whispered, delighting in her response to his little game.
“Fuck…me, please!” she cried.
“As you wish.”
Sesshomaru grabbed her hips and slammed himself home, deep into her wet sheath, shuddering at the feeling.
So…tight.
He willed mokomoko to wrap itself around her hips once more, and he grabbed her hands pulling her arms back towards him. He growled lustfully at the sight she made, with her rear thrust up and her back arched, making her breasts bounce with each thrust he gave. With a feral smirk, he allowed the ends of his mokomoko to flick her nipples, making her arch her back even more. Sesshomaru lost himself to her lustful cries for more, harder, faster, more.
With an animalistic growl, Sesshomaru gave her his all. He slowly pulled himself out of her only to slam himself back in with a harsh need, following with hard, deep thrusts that left him growling and groaning in need of release. He had mokomoko wrap around her neck to bare her throat to him, needing the reinforcement that she was his, his bitch, his mate.
Mine!
They lost themselves to their need, their desire, to be one, to reach oblivion with one another. Sesshomaru once again brought his hand to her clit, rubbing it harshly. He felt her walls begin to grip him impossibly tight, then pinched her bud and pulled, sending her over the edge. Sesshomaru began to pound into her ruthlessly, desperate for completion. He felt her begin to wiggle, and willed mokomoko to hold her tighter, he was close, so close. A few thrusts later, he roared his release and conquest to the skies, letting everyone know of the pleasure his mate had given him.
He rested his head on Kagome’s sweaty back, slowly coming back down. He ordered mokomoko to release her and he dropped her arms to pull her fully against him. His chest swelled in masculine pride at how loose and limp she was in his arms. Sesshomaru turned her face towards his, and was met with glassy eyes devoid of any life.
Damn.
He placed her down on the bed, closing her eyes, and glared at his pelt while waiting for her to awaken. His little mate was not going to be pleased with him. A few minutes later, when she roused and glared at him, Sesshomaru knew he was right in his assumption.
Kagome sat up and poked her mate in the chest, “Mokomoko… not allowed in bed anymore,” she growled and promptly rolled over, giving him her back.
Inwardly, Sesshomaru grumbled at her dismissal. “As you say, mate,” he said in agreement.

Stupid pelt.
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