Author Notes:
genkan: area in traditional Japanese home to exchange outdoor shoes for indoor shoes
onegai: “Please” [short/informal]
kimono: Japanese female formal dress
gomen-nasai: “I’m sorry” [formal]
Chapter Seven of The Hot Springs
Normally, Rin would have no trouble outrunning a woman as old as Sayo. Rin was forty years younger, and had spent much of her time with Sesshoumaru walking about the western lands. This wasn’t a normal situation, though. The facts that she was four months pregnant, cold, and emotionally stressed, all slowed her down considerably. After letting out her first blood-curdling scream for her mate, Rin hoped desperately that her Sesshoumaru-sama would come running towards her from up ahead to slay the killer behind her, or that she would hear Sayo fall from exhaustion, giving Rin more time to get a lead on her. Neither happened, though, but she did feel her scars prickling with fear, as if her mate knew that she was in danger. Forcing her legs to keep going, she knew she was getting close to the tree, and chanced a look behind her to see how far back Sayo was. She couldn’t see Sayo due to the denseness of the forest, but she could hear very faint sounds behind her perhaps a hundred yards back as Sayo struggled to catch up to her.
Bringing her head back around, Rin screamed in fright when she saw someone standing there, but it was quickly replaced by a relieved sob. It was only the tree, but one of the warped, aboveground roots looked uncannily similar to a human figure. Rin scrambled onto the root closest to her, scaling it carefully for a jump to the closest branch. She could hear Sayo only fifty yards behind her, and desperately tried to lift herself up. Her sandals were scraping on the bark in an effort to get a foothold, but it was of no use. Her arms refused to lift her, and Rin was about to drop to the ground in a tired heap when one of the branches swiveled on the trunk to give her a place to boost herself up to the branch that she held. Rin, mouth open in disbelief, hoisted herself onto it, and followed the steps of branches as they guided her up the side of the trunk. She could hear the branches below her shift to their original position as she climbed. Once Rin was hidden by red-tinged leaves thirty feet in the air, Sayo burst into her view. Sayo looked around, her chest heaving with exertion, and then squatted to look at Rin’s tracks. They ended at the tree’s outgrown roots, so Sayo set the blade of the knife between her teeth and began to crawl up the root.
Rin, having almost caught her breath, leaned back against the trunk, trying to make herself invisible. Though her view was greatly obscured by the leaves, there was no mistaking that the tree flicked its root, knocking Sayo off. Rin covered her mouth to keep from making any noise—the sound she wanted to make would have been somewhere between a sob, a laugh, and a gasp—and it would have given her away instantly. Hearing Sayo make an angry noise, Rin dared a peek down at her as she stared at the trunk of the tree with a pursed mouth, holding the knife at her side.
“You damned bokuyoukai! I need to check your branches for a young girl and if you don’t let me, I’ll come back here with an axe and cut off your roots!” Sayo screamed, brandishing about the kitchen knife. Rin felt the trunk behind her shake a bit with laughter, and a booming voice came out of nowhere.
“Heh! Like an old female human could even come close! It would be best if you leave the complex, Sayo! Sesshoumaru did not stray far from his mate, and will be here within the hour…if you’re extremely lucky, you might leave here standing up!” the disembodied voice said, its leaves shaking with mirth. Now that Sayo most certainly knew she was up in the tree, Rin allowed herself to sigh, and her eyes teared up when she heard how close her mate was. Wrapping her arms around the tree trunk as far as she could, Rin hugged the rough bark, eternally grateful to her wooden savior. She did not see the horrified look on Sayo’s face.
“Wh—what? The master is returning even now?” Sayo shook her head violently. “No! I will have my revenge! Even if I can’t live to hear of Sesshoumaru’s downfall, I will kill his mate before he arrives! Just you wait! I’ll bring that axe and when you’ve lost a few ‘fingers,’ you’ll hand that girl to me quickly enough! Just you wait!” Sayo shrieked, running back towards the mansion. Rin waited a couple of minutes, and when Sayo’s footsteps could no longer be heard, she dared to say something.
“Arigatou-gozaimasu…you saved my life. Arigatou!” Rin said, squeezing the tree trunk again. She felt a single small branch pat her on her back, and laughed through her tears at the strangeness of the situation. It wasn’t as if she had not seen a tree demon before. Once, Sesshoumaru had gone to see the great Bokusenou, bringing Rin along, but she had never known that one lived so close by.
“Sayo most likely will come back within a few minutes, but don’t fret at all, Rin-san. I may be rooted to the spot, but her swings will miss me no matter what she does.” Rin nodded against the trunk, crossing her arms to keep some warmth inside her body. Thinking of the few times when Rin had passed by this tree, she wondered why he never said hello. Then realizing that Sesshoumaru and she had made love on his roots, Rin blushed a dark red, and her mouth fell open in embarrassment.
“G-g-gomen-nasai! I didn’t realize th-that...that you were a youkai! I hope it wasn’t too embarrassing for you!” Rin blurted out, squeezing her eyes shut. Of course, the tree knew what she meant. It had been the only time they had “met,” in a sense. Feeling the trunk shake again with laughter, Rin’s blush only darkened more.
“I had seen you as a child a few times, and wondered what Sesshoumaru was doing after all he had said about humans—” the tree youkai began, but was cut off by Rin’s question.
“He has come out here and spoken to you often?” Rin asked, looking at the trunk as if it had eyes.
“Aa, he used to come out here when he could, but our conversations did not last too long. Sesshoumaru is of few words, as you must now know, Rin-san.” The tree waited for her agreement before continuing. “I had seen you as a child, but you never ventured close enough for me to call out to you. Even so, I was not starving for company. When you came home again, pregnant with Sesshoumaru’s child, he came out here to tell me the news so that I might know why another child was running about the place once you had given birth. I had asked him when I would be able to meet you, and he gave me the oddest look. I may not have eyes, but I can still see, Rin-san, and your mate looked as if he was amused by something.” Rin’s eyebrows were scrunched together in confusion, and she rubbed at her arms when a cold breeze wafted through the tree youkai’s branches.
“Perhaps ten days later, he brought you here, and I must say that I had not seen you for quite a few years—you had grown so well. I was speechless for a few minutes, and by the time I snapped out of it, you had draped yourself over my root and Sesshoumaru was—”
“Onegai! You’ll make me faint from blushing!” Rin exclaimed, holding her cheeks in her hands. The tree laughed again, bringing branches close about her to block the wind.
“I must admit that due to my confinement within these walls, I had not seen the sexual act in person before, and it was most intriguing,” the tree youkai continued, his disembodied voice deep and resonating. Rin was shaking her head, holding her hands over her ears. “Oh, all right, Rin-san. I shall drop the subject. But you must promise to visit me often, and tell me news of you and Sesshoumaru.” Rin looked over at the trunk next to her, and saw a face pressed out of the trunk, similar to what Bokusenou looked like, but a little less ancient. There was a smile on the wooden face, and Rin brought her hands down, nodding with agreement.
“Kisama! I’m coming back for your fingers!” Sayo screamed from afar, still perhaps one hundred-fifty yards away. Rin made a small noise of fright at hearing the woman’s cackling laugh followed by another scream of anger.
“She truly is insane,” Rin said in a small voice. “She must have loved her husband greatly.” Rin sidled up to the tree trunk, and was glad that the leafy branches blocked the wind and Sayo’s piercing eyes. Soon, Sesshoumaru-sama will be here. He’ll come for me, just like he promised. Hearing footfalls and heavy breathing, Rin simply gazed at the red-tinged leaves in front of her as Sayo arrived, most likely wielding the axe she had promised.
“Let’s see how long you hold onto your little prize!” Sayo yelled, grunting as she brought the axe down. The root deftly moved aside, and Sayo’s axe hit the dirt, spraying some up onto her under-robe. She growled in anger and frustration, swinging the axe again, only to miss terribly. The tree shook underneath Rin as it chuckled.
“You’ll never get anywhere that way. You’re too slow, and getting slower by the minute!” the tree said, dodging more swings. Sayo finally tossed the axe to the ground in defeat, but it wasn’t over yet.
“Kisama! Let’s see you try to dodge a forest fire!” Sayo yelled. Rin’s heart was suddenly in her throat, and she gasped in surprise. The tree only laughed harder, which convinced Rin that the danger wasn’t so bad as she might have thought.
“Do you really think you have time? As wet as the foliage is, I’d be surprised if you got a fire going out here by the time Sesshoumaru arrives. You might as well run while you can!” he yelled, still shaking with amusement. He laughs a lot, Rin thought to herself. Before she could peek down through the leaves to see what Sayo would do, Rin felt an unmistakable warmth spread down her spine. Sesshoumaru! Rin looked around, wondering how far away he was. Rin whispered to the tree youkai that she could feel her master nearby.
“Ohh, now this is interesting. Sesshoumaru has proven his swiftness by arriving so quickly! I’m afraid, Sayo, that you might have run out of time!” the tree said, flicking a root out to grab her wrist. Sayo gasped in fright, vainly tugging her wrist from the tree’s grip. She looked around her in fear, watching for Sesshoumaru’s approach. Rin closed her eyes, guiding her mate to her location in the complex’s forest. He was inside the walls, that much was certain. Sesshoumaru… Though the wind made the leaves rustle, Rin could faintly hear quick footsteps as her mate ran to her. Sesshoumaru… Sayo screamed as she, too, realized who was coming, and she thrashed about, trying to reach the axe she had dropped earlier.
“Let go of me! Let go!” Sayo yelled, her hand close to the handle of the axe. The tree youkai simply dragged her farther away from it, chuckling to himself. The tree deemed it safe to lift his branches away from Rin, revealing her to the crazy woman below, who scowled at her in anger for having ruined her plans so innocently. Rin looked past Sayo into the woods beyond, looking for signs of her master, who was very close now. Sesshoumaru… The first thing Rin saw was his white clothing, and how he leaned forward over his legs as they speedily brought him to her. Sayo curled into a ball, obviously hoping that the whole situation would simply disappear.
“Sesshoumaru!!!” Itching to get down to the ground in order to run to him, Rin was about to lean forward to drop off of the tree limb, and had her hands poised to grip the branch, but the tree youkai held a leafy branch in front of her, pushing her back into a sitting position. The booming voice became a whisper,
“Not yet. Let him finish off Sayo, Rin-san.” Rin took a quick look behind her at the wooden face, seeing only a trace of the smile she had seen earlier. Looking back down at Sayo, she watched as Sesshoumaru approached the old woman, his right hand glowing an acidic green. The tree continued in a low voice, “He is angry, Rin-san. Surely you have seen him angry. He will not be calm again until Sayo is dead. Then I will help you down to him.” Rin kept her gaze fixed on Sesshoumaru, whose eyes were squinted in rage. Rin could practically feel the heat coming off of his body from where she sat, and tried not to feel pity for Sayo, though she herself might have done the same if Sesshoumaru had been killed. Hearing a resounding crack and seeing Sayo’s head come away from her body, Rin looked away, glad that the whole ordeal was over. She heard Jaken’s grating voice as he finally came upon them, saying that he would take care of the body, and she felt the tree move its branches underneath her. Rin looked down at the ground and saw her master gazing up at her, all the anger gone from his eyes. Rin’s eyes stung with tears, blurring her vision, but she made it down the tree trunk all the same. Jumping from the last limb into Sesshoumaru’s open arms, Rin began to sob against his chest, and her arms were wrapped tight enough around his neck to crush a normal man.
“I m-missed you, Sesshoumaru-sama!” Rin cried as he held her against him. Sesshoumaru sat down on a root that the tree youkai graciously extended for him, and Rin stepped between his knees to get an even tighter grip on him. Sesshoumaru tucked his nose into the crook of Rin’s neck and breathed in her scent, which was laced with the scent of their pup. Closing his eyes, Sesshoumaru massaged Rin’s shoulder as she wept, and realized how much he had missed her as well. He would rather be damned, though, than t itt it in front of the tree youkai. Once Rin had quieted down, Sesshoumaru pulled her shoulders back to look at her face. Her eyes were puffy, but clear, her cheeks were still damp, and she was fairly glowing with motherhood. Sesshoumaru was dying to see if she was lactating yet, but it certainly wasn’t the place to check, considering how Jaken was tugging on Sayo’s limp arm to drag her off for her burial, having already bagged her decapitated head. Rin sniffed once and looked up to the tree.
“Arigatou, Tree-sama! I shall come back to visit you tomorrow!” Rin called, smiling up at the spot where she had been sitting. She saw his branches wave her goodbye, and heard his booming ethereal voice say,
“I shall be here. Dress warmer next time?” e?” the tree said, laughing boisterously. Rin laughed as well, looking to her master, whose face held a bit of annoyance. Leaning forward, Rin dropped a light kiss onto his lips, and then stood back when he might have pulled her closer. Jaken was already gone with Sayo’s body, so Sesshoumaru picked up Rin with an arm underneath her knees and another around her waist. Rin called a “ja ne” to the tree youkai as Sesshoumaru walked them back to the mansion, taking a scenic route. Once they were back on the south path, Rin wriggled in Sesshoumaru’s arms.
“Sesshoumaru-sama does not have to carry me all the way back,” she said. Sesshoumarcurecured his hold on her, and continued walking down the path towards the mansion.
“Your body has been through enough today. You shall stay in the bedroom until tomorrow morning,” he firmly commanded, not looking down at her. Rin squinted her eyes in mock anger.
“Well, if my body is so tired, then I guess I should just sleep the whole day and night, ne?” Rin asked, hoping to get a reaction out of him. Seeing his eyebrows twitch slightly, Rin smirked, and laid her head against his chest. He wasn’t thinking of sleep when he said to stay in the bedroom. “I missed you, Sesshoumaru-sama. It was hard to fall asleep at night without you.” Feeling his hands tighten around her, Rin closed her eyes. His body was warm, and vanquished any chill her body had held while she sat in the tree. Rin snuggled into his arms, her head cushioned by the fur pelt draped over his shoulder.
“What are we going to do now, Sesshoumaru-sama? Will we survey your borders again?” Rin asked with her eyes still closed. She lifted her hand to his chest, feeling for the fast beat of his heart against her palm.
“Right now, we are going to bed,” he calmly said, stepping into the genkan of the kitchen’s side door. Sesshoumaru set Rin on her feet so that she could remove her sandals as he removed his boots. Rin looked to the kitchen while she waited for her master to finish and saw Sayo’s cot in the corner along with the kitchen knife from earlier, which was embedded in the cutting board. Shivering despite the warmthide,ide, Rin folher her arms, hunching up her shoulders.
“Don’t think about it,” Sesshoumaru said into her ear, his rich voice creating much more pleasant shivers. Rin was about to step into the kitchen when Sesshoumaru picked her up again, carrying her swiftly across the premises. As he moved through the mansion, down the hallway and around corners to their bedroom, Rin slipped her hand into his clothing. Finding the hard, smooth skin of his chest, she searched out a small nubbin close to her hand, circling it with her fingertips and then rubbing it with the pad of her index finger. Sesshoumaru’s jaw clenched as his manhood quickly reacted. Rin’s touch, smell, and the weight of her body in his arms all warmed him from the inside until heat radiated from his skin.
Arriving at their destination, Rin reached out to slide the door open, kicking off her house slippers, and Sesshoumaru stepped inside, setting Rin down once again. While Rin walked to the window, securing the shutters as the wind picked up slightly outside, Sesshoumaru made sure to shut the door and begin undressing before he let his animal instincts take over. Looking down at herself, Rin’s cheeks colored as she realized how much more rounded her stomach had become in the weeks since her master had been away. She suddenly felt self-conscious and lightly bit down on her lower lip. Not daring to peek over her shoulder at her master, whom she could hear undressing, Rin cleared her throat. What if he does not desire me once he sees how my body is changing? I don’t want to see any disgust on his face. Fidgeting with her obi, Rin listened for a few seconds to the sounds of Sesshoumaru undressing before bringing herself to speak.
“Sesshoumaru-sama? If…if you don’t want to mate because of…how I look now, I’ll understand,” Rin said awkwardly, still faced towards the closed window with her head down. Hearing the clunk of his armor as it was carelessly dropped to the floor, Rin waited for his response. When his hands smoothed over her hips to splay across her curved belly, Rin felt the sting of tears in her eyes. Taking a deeper breath to calm herself down, Rin attempted not to let her face twist with weepy relief. His body was warm against her back, and the way he nuzzled the spot behind her ear made Rin want to melt into him.
“You’re as beautiful carrying our pup as when I first mated with you in the hot springs. Nowe toe to bed, Rin,” Sesshoumaru seductively cajoled. He pulled her back slowly, and eased her down to the futon, letting her lie on her right side and spooning behind her. Rin was confused, wondering if he was actually going to let her rest for a while before mating with her. “Did you want to know why I stayed so close, Rin?” Sesshoumaru said into her ear with his arm draped over her.
“Hai, but I did not get the opportunity to ask, Sesshoumaru-sama. Why did you leave when you had not planned to go far?” Rin asked, proud of her calm voice. Sesshoumaru draped the silk sheet over their hips before answering.
“Upon Sayo’s hire eleven years ago, I could smell on her a kumotaiyoukai that I had defeated. It had many servants—some human, some not—and he even married a human. Believing that she was one of those servants, who no longer had an employer, I let her maintain the mansion since the previous servant had died more than a year past. When I decided to leave you here, I had Jaken stay behind, watching Sayo. I knew she was somehow involved with the attack. Simply beating it out of her would not have worked—she is so old that she would not have lasted long, and if she has waited all these years for vengeance… Jaken sent up a flare from the Staff of Heads once he realized, but I already knew you needed me here. I would have kept watch on you personally, but you would have known I was there if I tried.” Having finished his explanation, Sesshoumaru fell silent as Rin contemplated his words. He slipped his arm underneath her head, letting her use his bicep as a pillow, and bringing his hand up to rest on her arm. She smells good, Sesshoumaru thought, inhaling at the nape of her neck. Their pup, growing inside her warm belly, was progressing at a healthy rate, and Sesshoumaru felt an immense pride that his mate carried their child so well. He was also impressed that she managed to run all the way to that damned bokuyoukai despite being cold, pregnant, and scared. And he knew that she had been scared… He and Ah-Un sa tha that blasted camp for weeks, not daring to come much closer than a mile from the complex. Sesshoumaru ached to be with Rin—all his thought was bent upon her, remembering her face, the feel of her hands, and the way she made him feel—many times he wryly thought to himself that she really had cast a spell on him. But that morning, having polished his sword for hours the night before in an attempt to do something, he felt a pang in his heart and heard a gasp in his head. He knew then…
“Will you promise to never leave me again? I’m happiest when I’m with you, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin said, placing her hands on the forearm pressed against her chest. Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, feeling himself stir just from the thought of what he was about to do. Rin heard a husky ‘Aa’ right before his other hand pulled up the hem of her under-robe. Gasping in surprise, Rin’s hands tightened on his forearm. He tugged the cloth up around her hips, all the while working underneath the heavy blanket, and tightened the arm he had wrapped around her chest. Lightly skimming his nails along Rin’s bare backside before flattening his hand and rubbing her thigh, he licked behind her ear and gruffly commented,
“I definitely missed this.” Moving his hand to adjust the front of his clothing, Sesshoumaru pushed aside his under-robe and stroked his arousal against Rin’s hind end. “My wife…Rin…” Sesshoumaru gathered her body as closely as he could, erasing the loneliness of the past weeks. Gliding his hand over Rin’s hip and down her thigh, he slid his fingers between her legs, lifting her left one and hooking it over his hip.
“Sesshoumaru-sama…” Rin sighed, letting her body roll back against him. Rin, though tired, had halfway hoped that he would initiate something. She had missed him so badly that some days felt like her heart was literally breaking into two pieces. Though once in a while her heart warmed from some unknown source, it would only last perhaps a few minutes before it went away again. Now that he was here, with his arm around her chest while the other roamed over her lower half, Rin slowly throbbed with physical excitement, and her eyes sagged shut as overwhelming contentment and desire flooded her mind and body.
Starting from her knee, Sesshoumaru moved his hand down her thigh, reassuring himself of its soft, pliant texture, and cupped her in his hand, pressing and massaging the outside. Rin’s eyebrows drew together over her closed eyes, and she sighed her master’s name, pushing herself against his hand as her body slowly felt heavier. She set her hand over Sesshoumaru’s, lightly following the movements of his fingers as he gently slipped the pad of one finger between her lips and rubbed the jewel beneath her skin.
“Don’t stop,” Rin sighed as her body fully responded to his deft hand. She could practically feel her womanhood swelling with arousal, and his length brushed her left hand since it was resting so close to her entrance. Sesshoumaru slowly rubbed harder and faster, taking several long minutes to bring his mate into a full-fledged arousal. He would slow down once in a while, avoiding Rin’s more sensitive folds of flesh, and then return to them, whispering wicked things into her ear. Soon Rin was panting, gripping his forearm tightly.
“What did you miss about me, Rin?” Sesshoumaru quietly asked. Rhythmically, he suggestively bucked his hips into Rin’s posterior in time to his fingers. Rin felt her face grow warm with embarrassment and arousal, but tried to think of a surprising answer even though he was making it hard to think at all.
“I don’t know why, but I missed your rutting behavior, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin joked, smiling as she gave him the sideswipe compliment. Sesshoumaru paused at this, his fingers halting in their massage. Rin’s heart stopped as well. Sesshoumaru, I didn’t ask you to stop!
“You can always push me away, Rin…if you’re not up for it,” Sesshoumaru commented. Rin made a small noise and gripped the back of his left hand.
“I don’t want you to stop now, Sesshoumaru-sama! I was only joking…onegai,” Rin said, turning her head slightly. Sesshoumaru smiled to himself, and curled a little closer to her body. Pressing and rolling his fingers again, he heard Rin say, with a smile in her tone, “Sesshoumaru-sama should learn how to take a joke.” She tensed then, gasping and softly exhaling.
“I knew you were joking, love,” Sesshoumaru said, itching to see her reaction. He heard Rin gasp again, but it wasn’t from what his fingers were doing. Rin turned her head towards him, and her mouth was open in mock anger.
“Hidoi, Sesshoumaru-sama!” Rin gasped out, smiling the whole time. Sesshoumaru smiled back down at her, rubbing a little harder with his fingers. The way Rin’s face melted down from fake annoyance to genuine arousal practically made his heart skip a beat. He only appeased her for a few seconds, though, and then took his hand away, bringing it up to lick the moisture off of his fingers. Rin groaned in frustration, pressing herself back against his body. Sesshoumaru moved his other arm, seeking the opening tn’s n’s under-robe and slipping his hand inside. He cupped her breast in his hand, finding that they had become heavier as they prepared to feed the child still inside her body.
Sesshoumaru adjusted for a few seconds, using his left hand to hook Rin’s arm around his neck, and then leaned down. Holding her breast in his palm again, Sesshoumaru molded his lips over the peak, letting it distend inside his mouth. He felt Rin’s hand in the back of his hair, and heard her husky groan as he began to draw upon her nipple, rapidly flicking it with his tongue and hoping that she would produce milk someday soon. He suckled on it for another moment, breathing hot air over it every few seconds. Then releasing her breast, Sesshoumaru leaned up to Rin’s lips, pressing a kiss to the side of her mouth as his hand once again cupped her between her silken thighs, keeping her wet and ready.
“The next time you were fertile…after the night I saw your bare breasts more than a year ago…I imagined you pregnant with our first child—your breasts heavy with milk and your skin glowing with motherhood. I imagined what your body’s honey would taste like, and how you would look as I lied over you and sampled its sweetness,” Sesshoumaru purred, licking her lower lip. Rin achingly sighed, gripping the sheet underneath her right hand.
“I would grant you any fantasy, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin groaned out, rubbing against the hand currently teasing the smooth flesh around her entrance. Sesshoumaru ducked from underneath her arm and wrapped his other arm around her as before. Breathing shakily, Sesshoumaru thought to himself, I can’t wait anymore… His fingers spread her open, and he worked his hips forward, eventually finding the place where he needed to be the most. Firmly pushing into her body, Sesshoumaru found that her muscles had tightened in his absence and growled at how good her body felt around him, gripping him like a wet, tight fist. Rin cried out, digging her nails into his forearm.
“Go fast…onegai,” Rin sighed. I missed you so much. Rin could feel every wrinkle of worry and crease of loneliness simply fall away with every thrust. Having his arms around her was the best feeling in the world, especially today. Sesshoumaru, however, set a leisurely pace, thrusting slow but deeply. Rin actually didn’t really notice, so happy that he was with her again.
“Rin…” Sesshoumaru grunted, breathing hot air over her ear. Rin was moaning at a crescendo, each moan getting a little higher and louder. She had missed the feel of her mate inside of her, pushing his way into her tight muscles.
Sesshoumaru took a little time to place a kiss in the hollow behind Rin’s ear, even though having Rin’s hand over his as he thrust into her was enough to get perspiration on his forehead. So many times, he wanted to simply kill Sayo whether she was innocent or guilty, just so that he could come home to Rin again. Jaken, when Sayo was fast asleep, would bring news to him of Rin’s health. Whenever he heard of Rin stubbing her toe or of wor worsening back pains, or of how she sometimes cried when Sayo wasn’t around…that was the most difficult time to live through.
“Uhhnnn…so deep. Don’t stop…onegai…” Rin croaked out. Both of her hands came up to grip the forearm over her chest, and Sesshoumaru groaned, having wanted her body for so long. He gripped her left thigh, holding her in place as he jammed himself in and out of her, clamping her upper body to him. Her master’s arms held Rin held immobile, but her body still jerked from the force of his violent thrusts, which stretched her sweetly and grated against the small jewel above her entrance. Rin silently screamed, feeling a powerful, long climax filtering down her body. Her mate moaned loudly behind her. Blood was pounding in Sesshoumaru’s ears, and he was panting as if he were on the hunt for prey. It’s too much…it’s too much. Sesshoumaru’s groin tightened for a couple of seconds and then thankfully and blissfully released, steadily pumping his seed into her body, which was clamping his length. He vaguely heard her sob his name, but was too dizzy as he lied there behind her to move much.
The two of them breathed as one since Sesshoumaru was holding Rin so close to him, and minute-by-minute, they regained their balance and their breath. Rin felt as if she was finally whole, a pleasantly strong and unbreakable feeling. She felt incredibly safe and loved, as if waves of it were washing over her, warm and soft. Sesshoumaru, once again deeply inhaling her scent, nuzzled her neck, realizing what had happened. Rin…I love you more than life itself. Rin sighed, letting Sesshoumaru pull out of her, and then turned over. Looking into his golden eyes, Rin wrapped her arms around him as best as she could and pressed herself close.
“I’m glad you’re back, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin said, closing her eyes against his intense expression. She felt him brushing his lips against her cheekbone, but could also feel an underlying emotion. It was surreal, as if her extrasensory eyes were open, and she could acutely feel something outside her own mind.
“Can you feel that, Rin? Like you’ve finally come awake?” Sesshoumaru said, his voice low and resonating. Rin shivered in response to his rumbling voice.
“Hai…as if I have…a new extension from my body,” Rin answered. Sesshoumaru tilted her face up to his, commanding her to open her eyes. They opened immediately, and Sesshoumaru saw the tears swimming inside.
“Our connection is now complete, Rin. Everything one of us feels, the other can sense as well. I can even take pain away from you into myself if the need arose.” Sensing that Rin was about to cry, Sesshoumaru’s eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. “Are you upset, Rin?” Rin gave him a watery smile, shaking her head.
“It’s just that I’m so happy, Sesshoumaru-sama,” Rin laughed out. A single tear slid away from her eye, making a wet trail on her skin. Sesshoumaru smirked, brushing his fingers down Rin’s soft cheek. Hearing a pattering of rain begin outside, Sesshoumaru held Rin close and pressed his lips to hers. He took his time, memorizing her taste and seductively sliding his tongue with every slant of his mouth. He could sense how much Rin had missed him, how happy she was to have him there, and his body could not only feel the slight swell of her stomach from the growth of their child, but also how Rin’s hand gripped the cloth over his shoulders as he slowly plundered her mouth. Sesshoumaru held her closer and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
“I heard from Jaken that your back was paining you. It seems as if it hurts somewhat even now,” Sesshoumaru noted, massaging the muscles underneath his hands. Rin sighed, finding that the pain was receding as his strong fingers smoothed away the muscle cramps.
“Hai. I have been sleeping on my side with a blanket between my knees to keep my back from hurting while I sleep, but it only helps the pain at night, of course. The morning sickness has not come for awhile now, though.” Rin snuggled into him, using his flexing bicep as a pillow. After a couple of minutes, her eyes started to feel heavy with sleep. She felt Sesshoumaru move, gently turning her over onto her other side again. Then his hand slipped between her thighs, opening them. She held herself open as he tucked a blanket between her knees. Though his hand snaked around to grasp Rin’s breast, he did nothing more than hold it.
“Sleep for a couple of hours, love. I’ll mate with you again when you wake,” Sesshoumaru declared, pulling up the heavier blanket over their bodies. Rin smiled once and sighed contentedly. The support and warmth of her master’s body and the rhythmic pattering of the drizzling rain was more than enough to put Rin to sleep, especially after the morning she had. Sesshoumaru lied there as she dozed off, sensing for the first time what it might be like to be “naturally” unconscious. Keeping her warm, he wondered if he could actually wait two hours before mating with her again.~~~~~~Two Months Later~~~~~~
Rin had kept her promise and visited with the tree youkai the day after the incident with Sayo. She would visit for a few minutes every other day, and Sesshoumaru even came along once to see what it is she was doing so much. Unfortunately, the tree youkai felt it to be funny to bring up the first time he had actually met Rin, which got several hard glares from Sesshoumaru as Rin squeaked out that she didn’t want to discuss it. Sesshoumaru never did explain his intentions for what happened that day.
When all the leaves had fallen, and snow was on the air, Rin went out to the tree to find that he wouldn’t speak back to her. She was very disconcerted, to say the least, and went to ask Sesshoumaru what she did wrong, but he explained that the tree had gone into hibernation for the winter. Having no one to talk to except Sesshoumaru and Jaken, both taciturn youkai, Rin spent her days making more clothes for her child. Sesshoumaru sometimes watched her working, admiring how well her maternity clothes fit her, but only wanting to remove them. It was on a blustery, cold morning, when Rin was sitting in Sesshoumaru’s lap, sewing, that she first felt her child move. She gasped, quickly getting Sesshoumaru out of the relaxed state he was in.
“What is it?” he asked, placing his hands on her shoulders. Rin put her sewing to the side and pushed down the blanket over her midsection. Reaching up for one of his hands, she drew it down to her stomach, letting him feel their child kicking inside her womb. Rin sensed the amazement that her mate was feeling, using the extrasensory connection they had, and leaned back against his chest as he petted her stomach. She smirked when she felt his hand sneak underneath her under-robe and slip down towards the warmth between her legs.
“Sesshoumaru, even the midwife you spoke to only yesterday said that we should not mate again until a few weeks after I have given birth. You said yourself she was quite ‘ancient’ and ‘knowledgeable’ for a human.” Rin could sense how disappointed he was, but he didn’t say a word as he withdrew his hand. Rin, yesterday, had almost outright laughed at the angry expression she had seen on Sesshoumaru’s face when the midwife said that they had to stay away from each other for a couple of months. He looked…like a spoiled child unable to get what he wanted. It was the most expression she had seen on his face in quite some time. But she didn’t feel the least sorry for him then. He had kept her busy for the past two months, and Rin was frankly becoming sore.
Feeling sorry for him now and unable to keep the spoiled child from his favorite toy, she twisted slightly inside his arms to look up at him. He raised a single eyebrow at her, wondering about the odd smile on her face. Leaning up by pulling on his shoulders, Rin pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his warm lips, and felt his arms tighten around her. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t help you,” she whispered, landing a kiss on his Adam’s apple.
Rin scooted down further on the futon and pressed her hand to Sesshoumaru’s chest, guiding him to lie back. She could sense his desire unfurling and feel the hardness growing underneath her side as she parted his under-robe and pressed her hand to his stomach. His stomach muscles were clenched with anticipation, and as Rin revealed the straining length beneath her master’s under-robe, the muscles underneath her hand jumped from the shock of the cooler air of the room.
“Sesshoumaru-sama is…truly handsome,” Rin fervently whispered. Braced over him on her hip, Rin reached a hand up to release her hair from the braid she had woven and let it drape down from her head like a curtain. She looked up to her master’s face, seeing his mouth slightly open as he took deeper breaths. The wispy ends of her soft hair brushed his hips and thighs as Rin leaned down and kissed the tip of Sesshoumaru’s arousal, earning a soft moan from her mate. Settling her mouth over his length and bobbing at an intermittent pace, Rin kept her lips tight and brushed her fingers over his navel once in a while. Before perhaps a minute passed, Sesshoumaru was bucking weakly into Rin’s mouth and holding the back of her head. She brought her mouth away, though, and pinched the tip of his manhood between her thumb and index finger, eliciting a loud growl.
“Rin…don’t make me beg,” he ground out, clenching his teeth as Rin licked his tip and pinched him again. She moved her other hand from his stomach to the spot over his heart, stretching her arm to its fullest length and laving her tongue over the reddened tip of Sesshoumaru’s length. She pulled her lips over him for another minute, pausing every ten seconds to swirl the sensitive tip with her tongue. Then raising her head, Rin pinched the tip yet again, and Sesshoumaru made a noise that bordered on the carnal.
“I’d never make you beg, master,” she whispered, breathing hot air over his manhood. Concentrating, Rin dipped her head down over his arousal one last time and tightened her lips, using their connection to bring Sesshoumaru to a loud climax as he fisted his hand in her glossy hair. Sesshoumaru’s face was frozen in an expression of ecstasy, and Rin took in his warm seed, happy that she had brought him some pleasure. His entire body was tense and covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, but after a minute, the mind-numbing sensations ebbed away, leaving him relaxed upon the futon while it snowed peacefully oue foe for the first time that year. Opening his eyes, he lifted his head and looked to his mate, who was calmly watching him. The way she was bent over him gave him an excellent view of her ample chest, which was partially showing through the gap in her under-robe. Sitting up, Sesshoumaru slid his arms underneath Rin’s shoulders and hauled her onto his chest.
“Wh—what are you doing, Sesshoumaru-sama? Was it not enough?” Rin asked, sensing that his desire was rekindling again.
“It was enough, love, do not worry. I simply found something else that I want,” he said, his voice rough and low. Supporting her upper back with one arm, Sesshoumaru pushed aside the thick cloth covering one of Rin’s breasts, letting the material slide off of her shoulder. He brought up his free hand and took possession of the soft mound, gently squeezing its peak until it distended. Seeing a small white droplet on the tip, Sesshoumaru purred and leaned down to lick at the new moisture. Rin’s head dropped back, and she clutched the material of her master’s sleeve. Sesshoumaru molded his lips around her peak, slowly licking around the tight bud inside his mouth. When his fingers tenderly pressed the flesh around her nipple, Rin felt her womanhood throb warmly when she realized that he was milking her.
“Master…” Rin sighed, opening her thighs when Sesshoumaru thrust his leg between them. He bumped his thigh against her intimately, creating a slow rhythm matched by the warm tugs on her breast. Sesshoumaru, tasting the sweet honey that his mate produced, could sense that Rin was enjoying his mouth and sought to make her forget the midwife’s advice for one more day by rubbing her where it would do the most good. He then took his mouth away from Rin’s breast, looking at the wet, pink tip he had just left. Squeezing his fingers again, Sesshoumaru watched as more white liquid seeped from her nipple and licked it away. Sliding his arm from underneath her upper back, he brought himself over her, grinding his thigh against Rin’s warm center even as she clamped her legs in reaction. Nuzzling aside the cloth from her other breast, he eagerly plied the peak with his mouth, squeezing his fingers a little harder and flicking his tongue rapidly to get his mate moaning underneath him.
“You taste so good,” Sesshoumaru purred, dropping a quick kiss onto her chin before taking another minute to drink of her body. Lifting his head once he was satisfied, Sesshoumaru slid his hand down to the apex of her thighs, letting his own leg push his fingers against the hard pearl above Rin’s entrance. “Do you want me, Rin?” he asked huskily, already knowing that she would yield but needing to hear her say it. Rin merely groaned in response, rubbing her hips over his thighs. Sesshoumaru shuddered with desire, but asked again. “Do you want me to spread your thighs and come inside of you, Rin?” Sesshoumaru growled, brushing his lips over hers.
“Hai, Sesshoumaru-sama…onegai…make love to me,” Rin desperately whispered. Sesshoumaru straight-armed away from his mate, and looked down at her in awe. She was writhing against him with her breasts bare and with her silky legs wrapped around his thigh, glowing with motherhood and youth. Her robe was still keeping her stomach warm, but Sesshoumaru’s under-robe hung wide open. Reaching down to push her legs apart, Sesshoumaru sat back on his knees, hooking one of Rin’s legs over the crook in his arm. He used his other hand to spread her open and guide himself inside, pushing slowly and firmly. Once seated, he scooped up Rin’s other leg, holding her open as he penetrated deeply. Rin moaned softly, shutting her eyes tightly and clenching the sheet underneath her hands. Sesshoumaru kept his eyes on her as he set a fast pace, watching how her breasts bounced with each thrust and how her face changed as her body came closer and closer to its peak. So beautiful…
Rolling his hips the way she liked it, Sesshoumaru bucked into her faster, listening to the sounds his mate made while her body clutched at his member. Rin reached up to curl her fingers around Sesshoumaru’s hands, which were holding onto her thighs as he made love to her. Sesshoumaru, leaving Rin’s legs hooked over his arms, turned his hands to lock fingers with Rin.
“Does it feel good, Rin?” Sesshoumaru panted, noting how tightly she held his hands.
“It…uhhnnn…it always feels good, Sesshoumaru-sama…just don’t stop.” Feeling his chest swell with demonic pride, Sesshoumaru changed the angle of his hips slightly, finding a deeper spot to hit, which elicited a high, harsh cry from the back of Rin’s throat. He could feel that Rin’s thigh muscles were now taut, and he was still mesmerized by the way Rin looked beneath him. I love her so much… Throbbing with need to empty into her body, Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, concentrating on Rin’s hands.
“Uhhnnn…master!” Rin weakly cried, having lost her voice. So long, thick, and hot…I’m going to miss this over the next few months. The way he held her legs open, the way he looked, and the desire she knew he felt for her were all their own natural aphrodisiacs. Recognizing, though, that the extra layer of desire she was feeling was filtering in through her physical contact with Sesshoumaru’s hands, Rin tried to return the favor, and was rewarded with a choked groan from the demon thrusting into her. I love him so much… Sesshoumaru leaned forward slightly, bringing Rin’s knees only a bit closer towards her head, which tilted up her pelvis and opened up her hips. Sesshoumaru shoved into her, rubbing Rin’s hard, wet jewel with every buck of his hips.
“S—…Sesshou—…uhhnnn! Uhhnnn!” Rin cried, her mouth open as she orgasmed, feeling the liquid from her pleasure thoroughly coat her inner walls and her mate’s arousal. She felt so lightheaded that she was close to fainting, and the strong squeezes of her inner muscles sent little aftershocks of sensation rolling through her veins. Sesshoumaru thrust into her hard, seating himself as deep as he could and throwing his head back. His growl was unearthly, and the heat pouring from his length mixed with Rin’s silky liquid. Rin whimpered as Sesshoumaru pumped into her a few more times, deep and slow, to prolong the pleasurable throbs that were draining her strength from her. Opening her eyes once Sesshoumaru let her feet touch the futon again, she saw his unmasked face above hers with its waterfall of silvery hair spilling down to the floor and onto her shoulders. He didn’t say anything for a few seconds, but simply stared into her brown eyes.
“I…love mating with you, Rin,” Sesshoumaru said with an intense look on his face. “The experience is difficult to describe.” Rin smiled, reaching up to cup his face in her hands. He turned his head to kiss her palm and then leaned down to press another kiss to her lips as he rested on his forearms. When Rin lightly scraped her fingers down his back, Sesshoumaru was caught off guard and moaned loudly against her mouth as he orgasmed a second time, just as powerful as the first. He felt perspiration break out on his forehead and his arms were barely supporting him. He was vaguely aware of Rin squeezing her thighs around his hips.
“I love mating with you as well, Sesshoumaru-sama. You fill me well,” Rin shyly whispered against his lips, closing her eyes to the ecstasy she saw in his face. She softly kissed his lips, loosely holding his clenched biceps in her hands until his climax subsided. Letting him pull out and lie on his back next to her, Rin shifted onto her side, pulling her under-robe closed and using his shoulder as a pillow. She tried to ignore the fact that his robe was still open, showing his toned stomach, muscular chest and thighs, and, of course, his manhood. The next few months will definitely last forever. His eyes were closed, and Rin felt him breathing deeply underneath the hand she set on his chest.
“We’ll be together forever, right, Sesshoumaru-sama?” Rin asked softly. Rin didn’t see him open his eyes. He was having a hard time gauging her mood at the moment. It was pensive—a desperate feeling, which felt happy and sad at the same time.
“Are you asking what may happen if I died?” he responded, his voice just as quiet as hers. He sensed her mood quickly turn sadder, and tightened his arm around her shoulder in reaction. “Our souls are linked, Rin. If we are ever to permanently leave this world, our spirits are to be bound together for all time in the afterlife. At least, that’s what the ceremony ensures.” Sensing that she was feeling better, Sesshoumaru turned his head slightly and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Aa, we’ll be together forever. I’ll make sure of that.”
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Yeah, you guessed it—this was revised, too, but beyond chapter eight, I haven’t had time to revise anything else, so if 9 and10 sound more stupid than the previous chapters, you’ll know why.
~~Sincerely,
The Black Cat