In the Classroom | By : kuronekosama Category: InuYasha > General Views: 12431 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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~~~~~~9:30 a.m., Edwardsville, MA~~~~~~
Rin navigated as Sesshoumaru drove through the city limits, telling him when to turn and what street signs to look for. It was only five minutes before they parked in the city hall’s public lot. The building looked ancient, but they had renovated parts of it several times over the past hundred years. It was three-stories, about the size of a gymnasium, made of gray brick and crawling with ivy. The front doors were propped open, most likely because the building had no air conditioning except in the offices. Sesshoumaru switched off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt, excited that they were actually going to do some interviewing now. Rin popped out of the car and raised her arms above her head, stretching a little since her legs were a bit stiff from sitting for so long. Sesshoumaru looked over at her as he got out of the car, watching the way her chest moved underneath her blouse. Geez, I am a sex devil.
Taking a deep breath, Sesshoumaru decided to leave his briefcase in the backseat and auto-locked all the doors before shutting them. Rin hoisted her book-bag to her shoulder and checked her skirt and blouse for wrinkles. Then walking around the car to Sesshoumaru, she flashed him a quick smile, and the each kept pace with the other as they headed to the city hall’s front doors. Rin impulsively grabbed Sesshoumaru’s hand, looking off to the side when he glanced over at her. Ready to blame it on the heat if he asked, she felt her cheeks blush yet again. Sesshoumaru smiled softly, squeezing her hand back. Once they reached the steps, Rin sighed gratefully because just being under the shade was a nice break from the sun, which was already starting to sizzle the parking lot’s asphalt. Rin let Sesshoumaru enter the right open door first so that she could keep holding his hand and was happy to note that his grip tightened when they stepped through the doors.
The entry hall was bright but a little ancient looking, and it was trimmed with marble and plaster moldings that looked like they had seen too many scalding summers and harsh winters. A few older paintings or photographs were displayed on the walls with old brass captions tacked below them. Rin regretfully let go of Sesshoumaru’s hand and found the camera she had brought in her book-bag.
“I’ll look around here if you want to go find a secretary or something,” Rin suggested, looking over at Sesshoumaru. He nodded, pushing one hand into his pocket.
“I’ll be back soon, then.” As he walked off, Rin ogled his rear end for a few seconds before he rounded a corner, entering an office. Then turning towards a painting, which was of a battlefield, Rin read the caption: “Williams, R.S. 1780. A Bloody Battle.” She hmph-ed, looking back at the painting. “Well, that’s cheerful.” Walking down to the next painting, it was of a relatively large group of people, all of whom were standing in front of a house: “The Harper Family. 1642. Painter Unknown.” She browsed the captions of two more paintings, neither of which had any bearing on what they were researching. About to move onto a photograph, Rin saw Sesshoumaru come out of the office and gesture to her. A short, older lady in conservative clothing followed him out. She looked Rin up and down, pursing her lips. Rin seemed to meet some qualification, and the woman walked up to her as Rin approached, holding out her hand.
“Hello, dear, my name is Helen Bruster. I’m the head secretary for the city hall. You two wanted to do some interviews concerning the Harper twins, right?” she asked, her voice quavering because of her age. Rin’s eyes widened a bit. She shook her mind loose, though, and answered the woman,
“Yes, the questions shouldn’t take too long, if there’s no problem,” Rin said, looking over at Sesshoumaru for a little support. He smirked at her, winking. The secretary nodded, smiling a little.
“That should be fine. I suspect that Charlie and Bob are down the back hall somewhere, sweeping the floors by now,” she said, gesturing towards he back of the building. “Just tell them that Helen said it was all right and be sure to ask which of the paintings we have are of the girls or their family—I’m fairly sure that we’ve got at least four of them. I’ll be in here if you need anything,” Mrs. Bruster said, pointing back into the office behind her. Rin nodded, saying it was nice to meet her. The woman then headed back in, and Sesshoumaru reached for Rin’s hand again, pulling her along as they walked to the back hallway. Rin shyly smiled, curling her fingers around his.
~~~~~~12:15 p.m., Edwardsville, MA~~~~~~
The interviews went fairly well. One of the younger staff members couldn’t help much because she had only worked at the city hall for a week so far, but the others had quite a few interesting stories, which Rin recorded using one of Sesshoumaru’s gadgets. Most of the people they spoke to were glad to gossip. A couple of the stories actually scared Rin a little, but she didn’t feel too uncomfortable since Sesshoumaru came with her to photograph the paintings and the “affected offices,” as the staff liked to call them. They were soon headed out of the building, and though it was sticky inside, the hot air just hit them like a ton of bricks when they got outside. Sesshoumaru’s car was practically an oven, so they left the doors open and turned on the car while it cooled off. Leaning on the car roof and staring at each other, Rin fanned her face and sighed, showing sympathy with him over the oppressive heat.
“What do you want for lunch?” Sesshoumaru asked, checking his watch. Rin felt her stomach growl a little at the mention of food and looked up in thought.
“Hmm…a sandwich sounds good,” Rin concluded, scratching her arm a little. His eyes softened a little, which made Rin smile a little. He then nodded, loosening the cuffs of his shirt.
“We’ll have to get it back in Loyola, but a sandwich sounds good—I don’t think Edwardsville has a decent fast food restaurant,” he joked, sitting down in the car. Rin followed suit, easing into the car and grimacing since the heat was still pretty bad. Sesshoumaru adjusted the A/C and soon some cool air was blowing out. Closing the doors, Rin and Sesshoumaru put on their seat belts. Sesshoumaru hooked his arm over Rin’s seat and looked behind him, backing out of the parking space. Rin, since the car’s front end was slowly angling away from the city hall, glanced at the front doors again to get one last look. Though it was faint, she could see the faint outline of two short figures standing in each of the propped-open doors. People in dresses…
Rin blinked, and the figures disappeared, as if they had never been there. Her mouth fell ajar, and Rin felt her spine stiffen. A full body shiver overwhelmed her limbs, and Rin hugged her arms to her chest, bringing her shocked eyes to Sesshoumaru’s face as he put the car into drive. Sesshoumaru saw the look on Rin’s face and her body language, and a crease of concern formed between his eyebrows.
“What’s wrong? Is your back hurting you?” Rin, knowing that Sesshoumaru either wouldn’t believe her or would think she was joking, only nodded, letting the moment slip by. I hope that never happens again. “I did bring the pills, but we don’t have something to drink so we’ll stop at a gas station.”
“Oh, it’s okay, Sess. I think I’ll be fine in a minute—I only jarred my back, that’s all,” Rin said, just wishing that he would pull away now. Sesshoumaru paused for a second, but then put his hands back on the wheel and took his foot off of the brake, driving out of the parking lot.
~~~~~~12:55 p.m., on the road~~~~~~
Now that they had finished their first chunk of researching, Sesshoumaru and Rin discussed the interviews on the way back. Rin eventually summed up the ghostly figures she had seen to be the cause of her overactive imagination and was able to move on. Now all she thought about was that she was hungry. They passed a couple of exits for small towns, but though each probably had a couple of sit-down restaurants, Sesshoumaru and Rin both wanted to get back to Loyola. Rin knew that Sesshoumaru probably wanted to get his grading done, and she herself was a little anxious to be back. After the conversation died down somewhat, Rin’s mind was in a jumble as to how she was going to give herself the courage to… Just thinking about it made Rin’s face blush.
“Sess, what did you do after college?” Rin asked, needing to calm herself down a bit. Sesshoumaru’s hands tightened on the wheel a bit, and he changed lanes, passing by a slower car before getting back into the right lane. Rin could see that they would be back in Loyola soon since the highway had widened again.
“Well, I stayed in Boston and got a job as a history teacher at a public high school. A lot of the kids from South Boston went there…and I think you know what kind of neighborhood South Boston is,” Sesshoumaru said, glancing over at Rin. She nodded, having heard one or two news stories about the gang fights that broke out. “It really was a good job at first. The first year, I was able to get two kids who were failing in all their classes up to C’s and B’s by the end of the year. They even went to college after they graduated.” Rin turned to look at Sesshoumaru, eyes wide and a hand pressed to her chest.
“Wow…I always thought you were a good teacher, Sess, but that’s just phenomenal,” Rin praised, twisting her body towards him. Sesshoumaru smiled a bit, but…it wasn’t an easy smile…it looked strained. What’s wrong?
“The next year, we lost some funding due to the slump in the economy. The other history teacher ‘retired,’ and I had to teach twice as many classes, meaning more homework to grade, more tests to write, two curriculums to take care of. They did pay me a little more, but I was starting to burn out. I couldn’t be as available as I once was, and the students’ grades were going down.”
“Oh, no! Are they allowed to do that? They can’t make you work twice as much and expect the same results, can they?” Rin asked.
“They asked me to do it…no one forced me—and I thought I could handle it. After the third year, I told the principal that I needed a break, so he let me look for another job. By the end of the fourth year, Loyola offered me a position,” he said, smiling over at Rin. “So here I am.”
“You didn’t have a girlfriend in there somewhere?” Rin asked. Sesshoumaru shifted uncomfortably, which Rin noticed right away. Why did I ask him that?! Stupid! She saw him open his mouth to speak, but decided to change the subject so that he could avoid it…because it was obviously something touchy. “A-aa…H-how much further ‘til Loyola?” She heard Sesshoumaru stumble his words a bit, caught off guard.
“U-uh—I think we’ll be to the exit in about five minutes.”
“Great! I’m starving…hmm…so you’re almost twenty-seven then, right?” Rin asked, keeping his mind off track. Sesshoumaru blinked a couple of times.
“I turned twenty-six in June, so it’ll be a little while until I get to twenty-seven.” Rin took the conversation from there, talking to him about birthdays and when he was a child. She couldn’t help the nagging in the back of her mind, though… Deciding to wait until he wanted to talk about it, Rin bent her mind to a new task, determined to make it a pleasant surprise.
~~~~~~1:30 p.m., Loyola~~~~~~
After getting drive-thru once they reached Loyola, Sesshoumaru and Rin turned onto Hickory just as a car pulled away from the driveway of his house…a black Mercedes. Rin gasped, realizing that her father had just stopped by. Isn’t that breaking a rule or something? Sesshoumaru was certainly confused, judging by the look on his face and his silence.
“I wonder why father was here,” Rin said as her father turned the corner at the end of the block. Sesshoumaru pulled into his driveway and spied a box on the porch. Rin noticed it at about the same time, and made a surprised noise.
“He must have dropped something off,” she guessed, unbuckling her seat belt. Sesshoumaru put the car into park and shut the engine off. Getting out, Rin immediately wanted to get right back in the car—it was already stifling outside, and it would only get hotter until the sun set. Shouldering her book-bag, she walked up to the box. Opening the flaps, she saw her laptop and cables inside, plus an envelope. Reaching for the envelope, she looked on the front for any writing but it was blank. Looking inside, she heard Sesshoumaru walk up behind her as she pulled out a piece of paper: a check made out to her for five hundred dollars. On the note on the bottom left, her father had written “for expenses while you’re away.”
Sesshoumaru wanted to look over Rin’s shoulder at what she was looking at, seeing what was probably her laptop inside the box, and saw her shoulders slump. Is it a note from her father? Stepping around to her left, he squatted next to Rin, looking at the check in her hand.
“Wow…I don’t even think I have that much in checking right now,” he said, trying to lighten Rin’s mood. It was obvious that since there wasn’t a note attached to anything that Rin was disappointed. She made a small noise, acknowledging that she had heard him. “Come on…let’s go eat lunch.” Curling his fingers around her elbow, Sesshoumaru pulled Rin to a stand and handed her the bag of sandwiches. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door, pushing it open and holding it for her. Rin walked inside, sighing as the cold A/C air hit her. Sesshoumaru brought the laptop box inside and shut the door behind him.
~~~~~~3:50 p.m.~~~~~~
After they ate, Sesshoumaru took his briefcase into the back room of the first floor, tuned the television to CNN, and began grading homework. Rin said she’d be in the front room since it had a desk, and would work on some homework herself, though all she had left was to start on projects not due for several weeks. After half an hour, though, Rin gave up and played a couple of the games on her computer for a bit longer. She could hear the droning of CNN anchors from where she sat. Checking her computer’s clock, she saw that time was running out for her surprise, and fidgeted where she sat. Why am I so nervous…
Stalling, Rin decided to go to the kitchen and maybe wash some dishes. Walking down the hallway, she heard a bit of paper rustling and a sigh. Turning with a blush into the kitchen on the left, Rin looked at the sink, which only had a few dishes sitting inside. Her hands began fidgeting again, and her eyes roamed around the kitchen, looking for something to do besides wash the dishes. When her gaze landed on a bowl of fruit sitting on the counter, Rin paused…and got an idea.
Sesshoumaru, in the back room, was mostly having trouble deciphering some of his students’ handwriting. These kids need to relearn how to draw the alphabet. He only had another half hour of homework to do, but he felt like he was starting to get a headache. Taking a deep breath, he starred the current student’s answer and moved onto the next one. Surprisingly, or perhaps not so surprisingly, Rin’s homework had been perfect: it was readable, correct, and even thorough. Only a couple others in his classes were as precise. Those were the hard-working students that teachers dreamed of.
As if on cue, Rin peaked her head into the door, flashing him a shy smile. Sesshoumaru sighed, glad to see her. Stepping inside, Rin plopped down on the other side of his coffee table, holding a banana.
“So how’s it going?” she said, looking down at the papers. Sesshoumaru td hid his pen on the table, rubbing a little at his sinuses. Rin began to peel the banana and was attempting to read one of the paragraphs upside down.
“Well, it’s mostly good—people try hard in the beginning of the year.” He set the pen down and propped his chin up with his palm. Rin finished peeling down the outside and turned one of the homework assignments around so that she could read it.
“George Washington’s letters to Congress were usually depressing, and it made the delegates sad to hear what he had to say. This is terrible,” Rin said, browsing the rest of the paragraph. The question had asked what his missives usually contained right around the time that the Declaration of Independence was signed, but the person obviously didn’t read the obvious paragraph in the book that said he normally reported the state of his army and the positions of other armies, if he knew them.
“Well, what can you do…I pointed out what to read in the book, gave them ten questions to answer, and this is what they give back,” Sesshoumaru said, watching Rin eat the banana. It certainly was an odd way to eat it.
Rin was sure that she looked incredibly stupid. She looked down at the homework, pretending to read it, and meanwhile was pulling her lips over the banana, grazing off a little bit at a time with her teeth. Realizing that it would work better if she looked at Sesshoumaru rather than at a piece of paper, Rin brought her eyes up and stared into his. She brought her mouth down over the fruit again, pulling her lips up slowly. Sesshoumaru raised his head off of his hand just a little, and his lips fell open only slightly. That’s… Clipping off the tip of the fruit, Rin set her own chin in her hand, twirling the banana off to the right as she chewed.
By now, Sesshoumaru knew what she was up to, and he couldn’t help but start reacting to her playfulness in the most physical of ways. His jaw clenched as Rin slid the banana into her mouth again, for his loins decided to begin swelling right then. Swallowing what she had in her mouth, Rin said,
“I was hungry again, so I nabbed one of these…if that’s okay.” She held his gaze and began working her mouth over the fruit once more, watching his face. She bit off some more of it, chewing the sweet fruit and swallowing. Sesshoumaru nodded dumbly, wondering what she planned to do once the banana was gone. If she simply stood up and left, he was planning on nabbing her.
“Any interesting news today?” she asked, twirling her tongue around the tip of the banana, which was now half of its original size. Sesshoumaru had to think for a second to process what she said, but he was able to come up with an answer,
“Some more violence in the Middle East.” Rin nodded, which made her mouth bob over the banana. Sesshoumaru felt his skin heating up, and he wondered if the blood in his veins had become thicker because his heart was palpitating more heavily in order to push it through his blood vessels.
“This banana tastes really good…where did you buy it from?” she asked, taking another bite out of it. She twirled it again, and sat back a bit, propping one hand behind her to show off her chest a little. Rin herself wondered if her face was red or not—she felt embarrassed to be doing this because she didn’t know whether or not Sesshoumaru was getting the right mood from it…or if he thought she was being a moron. He looks like he doesn’t m
“Uh…the—the store on Abbot Street,” he answered, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. If she gets up to leave…there’s no way I’m letting her. He wanted to adjust his pants since they were cutting into his pelvis now, and waited with a wry mood for the second when Rin would drop her gaze and find that his pants sported a new bulge right in front.
“They have good cherries, too,” she said, attempting to sound flirty. Man, that was the dumbest line ever. Sesshoumaru, on the other hand, was ready to dive across the table at Rin. He knew that she mentioned cherries on purpose. When is she going to finish that damned banana? Rin bit down to the last exposed part of the fruit, and turned her hand upside down, letting the banana rind flop down to a remnant of its original shape.
Sesshoumaru clamped his hand down over his knee, barely able to stop a breathy groan from escaping his lips. Rin set the banana peel down on a bare spot of the coffee table, swallowing the last of the fruit. Her eyes happened to glance by Sesshoumaru’s pants, and she almost did a double take. Whoa… Happy and relieved that her plan was working, Rin flattened her hands on the table and looked up at Sesshoumaru, who was gripping his knees as if his life depended on it.
“Would you like to take a break?” Rin asked, pushing herself up to a standing position. Sesshoumaru looked up at her, breathing abnormally and looking a little flushed. Rin knew that she probably looked about the same.
“I’d love a break,” Sesshoumaru replied, hoping that what Rin had in mind was what he had in mind. She must…because her cheeks are red. Rin took the few steps needed to walk around the coffee table, and Sesshoumaru’s heart thudded loudly. He wondered if she could it hear from where she stood. Rin slowly sunk down to her knees in front of him, and Sesshoumaru wanted to thank the powers that be for inspiring her. He scooted forward, sitting on the edge of the couch, which touched his shins to the coffee table and forced him to spread his thighs further.
Rin looked up at him with hungry eyes and slowly slid her arms around Sesshoumaru’s trim sides, pressing her chest and stomach against his body. She tilted her head back and pressed her hand against the spot between his shoulder blades, encouraging him to kiss her. He needed no encouragement, though, and held her backside through the soft cloth of her skirt, pushing her against the warm, throbbing organ she so easily stirred. Sinking into the kiss, Sesshoumaru eagerly thrust his tongue into her mouth, listening to the sounds that their lips made every time he slid his tongue inside. Both were breathing fast, and Sesshoumaru felt Rin grip the back of his shirt. The TV was merely background noise now, a buzzing that no longer filtered into his mind. Rin wasn’t as far gone, but was glad for the noise because it made her less nervous.
Sesshoumaru squeezed her rear and pulled her tighter against him, wishing that he could make love to her, right there on the floor. But for now, he felt that this could be enough until she was ready for him. And when she was ready… She’ll fall asleep from exhaustion after we’re through. Feeling Rin pulling her mouth away from him, Sesshoumaru let up on the kiss. He flexed his fingers against her hind end and licked his lips, tasting the banana that she had eaten. An unexpected pressure was on his stomach, and Sesshoumaru looked down to see Rin’s hands pulling on his belt buckle, loosening it. He let out a shaky breath and brought his eyes back up to Rin, who was blushing like mad but still stripping him. She tugged at his belt some more, staring into his eyes as it slid free of the pant loops.
Rin couldn’t bring herself to say anything. She just wanted the next few moments to pass by as they would, and dropped his belt onto the carpet off to her right. Licking her lips again, Rin leaned forward and kissed the dip in his neck, all the while unbuttoning his pants and sliding the zipper down. Sesshoumaru sighed, loosely holding Rin’s arms, as the pressure on his manhood let off. He raised his chin a bit to give Rin more room to explore his neck, hoping that this break lasted a while.
Rin was starting to get too nervous, though, and decided to do something else for a couple of minutes until she calmed down. Spur-of-the-moment/nearly-pitch-black-car was one thing, but on-purpose/brightly-lit-room was another thing. Reaching up to the top button of his shirt, Rin began to pop the buttons out, slowly exposing the perfect chest she had seen earlier.
Sesshoumaru felt Rin’s hands fumble a bit as she opened his pants and heard her breathing become a little faster and more ragged. When she decided to unbutton his shirt, he didn’t even think that she might be anxious about performing such a service in broad daylight, though he had the same that morning.
Rin did feel more comfortable, though, knowing that he was excited: he held her close, keeping his hands on her arms. Rin looked at his smooth, toned skin, only halfway done with the buttons. Just seeing his bare chest is enough to make me restless. His lips were grazing her temple, leaving little kisses there. Once she reached the last button, Rin hurriedly unfastened it and flipped his shirt open, fairly swooning over how gorgeous he was. Setting her hands on his chest, she lightly rubbed the firm skin over his pectorals before smoothing her hands up to push his shirt off of his shoulders.
“Sess…I…didn’t tell you this morning, but…” Rin started, speaking softly and massaging his sides, loving the feel of his skin. Sesshoumaru lowered his chin, which put his mouth next to Rin’s ear. She won’t look at me. “But…you’re really handsome, Sess.” Rin whispered this last statement, rubbing her hands a little harder. “You should have been a model.” Sesshoumaru shuddered. Her hands were aphrodisiacs, as well as her words and the hot air brushing over his chest. Very hard and ready, Sesshoumaru could feel perspiration gathering on his forehead.
Having finally gathered her courage, Rin looked down at Sesshoumaru’s lap and slid her fingers underneath the waistband of his boxers. Sinking down further, Rin’s backside touched the table, making a crinkling noise as it messed up a couple of the papers sitting there. Sesshoumaru impatiently pushed the table back about a foot, giving Rin room to sit on her heels. Rin almost sniggered, amused by how eager he was. Pulling down on his waistband, she hesitantly reached her hand inside, finding the warm member inside and awkwardly wrapping her hand around it. Sesshoumaru bit down on his lower lip, grunting a little. Bringing him out carefully, Rin’s entire face immediately flamed red with embarrassment, but judging by the breathy groan she heard above her, Rin guessed that Sesshoumaru didn’t mind at all that she was this close to…him. Closing her eyes, Rin leaned forward a little, setting her arms on his thighs. She licked the tip, glad that he hadn’t surprised her by tasting different.
Sesshoumaru’s heart was in his throat. He wished he could get a photo of them right now from the doorway of the room. It was surely one of his biggest fantasies for a woman, especially one who was beautiful the way Rin was, to simply walk in and pleasure him on her knees, even taking a bit of time to seduce him first the way she had with that blasted banana. To be desired like that…everyone fantasized that someone lusted for him or her. As Rin began, going slowly and a little hesitantly, Sesshoumaru sat there in ecstasy. Her mouth was warm, and though the day was stifling, the air inside was cool, so the contrast between the temperature of the room and her wet, small mouth was starting to make his blood boil.
She eventually dipped her head further down, taking more of him between her soft lips and moving more fluidly. He could feel her tongue rubbing the underside of his arousal with each head-bob, and his sensitive limb reacted to the texture, swelling even more. After only a minute of this, he could no longer stay silent and dropped his chin down to his chest, letting himself softly groan. He moved his hands to her upper back, curling her hair about his fingers.
Rin felt encouraged by Sesshoumaru’s manly sighs and moans. She could hear and feel how heavy he was breathing, and the slight weight of his hands on her back as they laced through her hair told her that he was enjoying it. So Rin moved her mouth faster, tightening her lips and once in a while letting her teeth very lightly graze the sensitive skin. She heard Sesshoumaru groan loudly, which reverberated through his clenched jaw. The sounds he’s making…
Rin was suddenly perplexed, however, when she felt his thighs moving underneath her arms. They were flexing, pushing his pelvis upwards into her mouth. Confused, Rin pulled her head up, holding the base of his arousal with both hands. Rin was about to look up at Sesshoumaru to see what was wrong, but his hands clamped onto her head, right over her ears, and pushed her mouth back down.
“God, Rin…don’t stop—keep going, please,” Sesshoumaru hoarsely begged. His feet, which had been flat on the floor, rose up to his toes, and Sesshoumaru moaned brokenly once Rin resumed the motions.
Rin was a bit shocked when he all but manhandled her into continuing. Figuring that he would let her know if he wanted her to stop, Rin swirled the tip of his manhood against the flat of her tongue before rubbing the tip of her own tongue against the receptive spot on his engorged length. Then dipping her head down over him again, Rin began to move one of her hands to help, letting it follow her mouth. I hope this is okay. His thighs started to move again, so Rin ignored it, taking it as a sign that he was enjoying it. It made Rin happy to know that she was giving him pleasure since he had so selflessly done so for her that morning—and it had really been mind-blowing. Rin’s belly felt warm just remembering how good her climax had been…the muscle throbs, the wet release, and the light-headedness. Even now, on her knees between his thighs, she felt warm and heavy…aroused because he was, too.
Sesshoumaru bit down on his lip once Rin involved a hand as well, doubling the sensations that were riding up and down his throbbing member. He opened his eyes a bit, watching top of Rin’s head. Rin must have been getting a little breathless, because she stopped for a second, still pumping her hand to keep the momentum. Once she started again, Sesshoumaru’s stomach muscles convulsed and tightened. It’s coming soon… The hands that had been resting on the back of Rin’s neck, loosely holding fistfuls of her silky hair, tightened until the knuckles turned white.
“A—Almost,” he said, which gritted out through his clenched teeth. “Oh, God…it’s…” Sesshoumaru let out a loud cry, breathing even harder than before. “Uhhh…uhhhh…almost, Rin...it’s good,” he moaned out, panting now. Rin’s heart picked up at that, and it galvanized her to move a bit faster, pulling harder with her lips. Sesshoumaru did the opposite of gasp; all the air rushed out of his lungs, and he groaned uncontrollably. It certainly sounds like he’s enjoying it. Sesshoumaru felt a drop of perspiration roll down his temple over his cheek. Somehow, the CNN anchor's higher-pitched voice was cutting into his thoughts, talking about a riot in Los Angeles, and he could hear the older couch’s springs squeaking slightly. Rin’s free hand moved, holding his side.
Sesshoumaru’s face felt hot—everything did: his muscles were burning, his hands were aching, and an undeniably familiar heat was churning in his loins. Dear God, Rin…you’re going to kill me. Throwing his head back, Sesshoumaru cried out to the ceil fee feeling more sweat roll down his neck. Now…it’s coming now. Sesshoumaru’s breath caught in his throat, and Rin prepared herself, realizing that all of his muscles had frozen.
“N—now! Uhh!!” Sesshoumaru’s last groan was loud but short, and then he seemed to have lost his voice, or had stopped breathing. Rin felt his hands jerk, tugging only a little on her hair, and at the same time, hot liquid spurted into her mouth. Sesshoumaru’s jaw fell open, and he breathed in some air finally, but was still throbbing inside Rin’s mouth, shakily sighing and gasping. As the last of his essence spilled out, Sesshoumaru suddenly let his body relax, somewhat loosening his hold on Rin’s hair.
Rin was starting to feel a little embarrassed, especially since she wasn’t able to swallow fast enough and some of his seed was leaking from the corner of her mouth, dripping down. How am I supposed to clean this up? Mostly though, she just didn’t know what to say now, releasing him from her mouth and wiping her lips with the back of her hands.
Sesshoumaru collapsed back to the couch, eyes closed, and his chest was displayed very sexily, which Rin was quick to notice. She, however, was certain that she looked awful, and quickly stood up, mumbling that she was going to clean up. Darting out of the room, she heard Sesshoumaru languidly moan his response. Walking down to the bathroom, she made quick use of the sink, thoroughly washing her hands and mouth. The water didn’t seem to help cool her face, though. Shutting off the water, she realized that she couldn’t hear the television anymore. Still flushed with excitement and embarrassment, Rin dried her hands and face and checked her hair, finding that it was only a little messy from Sesshoumaru’s grasping hands.
Rin padded back down the hallway after a bit and cautiously peaked into the back room again, finding that Sesshoumaru was watching the doorway, having tucked himself into his pants once again but having left his shirt wide open. He was still sitting near the edge of the couch with his shoulders against the back of the couch. He seemed to have his energy back and waved at her to come towards him. Rin wrung her hands and walked to the couch, standing next to his left knee.
Smiling at her and flashing those perfect white teeth, he grabbed at her hand and easily pulled her off balance, catching her in his lap. Rin cried out, grasping at his shoulders once her rump landed on his thighs. He clamped her to him with one arm around her shoulders and one arm around her waist. Licking his lips, Sesshoumaru looked down at her mouth. He was amused to see that her cheeks were flaring red.
“Who knew…that you’d make me beg,” Sesshoumaru whispered, purposefully provoking her. He felt Rin squirm a little, and only loosened the arm around her shoulders, thinking that her back was probably still sore.
“I’m glad you liked it,” Rin whispered back, shyly looking into his steady gaze.
“You know, I’m never going to think of CNN in the same way again,” he joked, earning a smile and a laugh from Rin. Sesshoumaru felt Rin relax in his arms, and his heart warmed to know that she was starting to feel more comfortable around him. Sex was one thing, but being intimate like they were now…that was different. Rin seemed to have trouble with it, but Sesshoumaru was determined to get her used to it. As many intimate moments as he could make would be in her future, as well as sexual moments, if he had anything to say about it. Sesshoumaru had the feeling that he would find a much more vibrant, stunning woman hiding inside his Rin…once she opened up to him. Touching his forehead to hers, Sesshoumaru let the tip of his nose brush against her cheek.
“But really, I did like it…” he said softly, smiling. “Thanks.” Rin smiled as well, proud of herself despite her anxieties about such a bold move. It seemed to flatter Sesshoumaru—so she decided to be just as bold in the future. Sesshoumaru held her a little longer, happily plotting.
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