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Love and Slaves	By : CherryFlavored Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 28482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-Abducted
- 2-Encounter
- 3-Miko
- 4-Problematic
- 5-Bound
- 6-Magnetic
- 7-Bonds?
- 8-Departure
- 9-Angel
- 10-Tempted
- 11-Toxic
- 12-Realizations
- 13-Toad
- 14-Other Half
- 15-Hers
- 16-His
- 17-Separation
- 18-Anxious
- 19-One
- 6
- 7
- 8
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Chapter 7: Bonds?

Sesshoumaru stared up at the ceiling above him with his arms folded behind his head. A woman’s arm draped over his torso while her naked body pressed snugly against his side. Despicable.

How revolting he found his predicament. He despised the woman next to him. She was just a pawn in his plan, after all. But he was forced into this relationship with her. It couldn’t be helped, however. She was a needed ingredient in order to gain more power. Her clan was incredibly powerful. Kagura was sister to Naraku, who was Sesshoumaru’s “arch enemy”, so to speak. Their joining of becoming mates made Naraku that much less resourceful. All of Kagura’s assets joined his, and became his.

Their mating hadn’t been so bad. She was an attractive woman who sufficed for his needs. She was a submissive bitch who did what she was told, but was also quite nosy. There had been a time a young mistress had taken interest in Sesshoumaru, as many have, but had the confidence in herself to attempt a seduction of sorts and test the waters. This did not bide well with Kagura. That mistress never saw daylight again; literally.

Though, as of late, he grew more and more tired of her presence and interest. She increasingly got on his nerves and he found himself leaving with some of his pack on their missions more often than he stayed in the mansion. Though, there was something- or rather someone- that piqued his interest and animalistic instincts more than he had ever experienced before. She hadn’t needed to do anything but breathe to cause a reaction out of him.

It troubled Sesshoumaru. It annoyed him. It confused him. He’d lived for centuries and not once had reacted so strongly to someone. Not to mention in such a short amount of time. He felt like a pup with how he handled his hormones around her. His beast threatened to come to surface each time they were within the other’s company. It was screaming at him to do something. Sesshoumaru could only conclude that it had meant to mate her. But he was already mated.

Sesshoumaru glanced down at the woman beside him and reactively felt a fanged tooth bare in disgust. The memories of the sweet, young, innocent raven-haired woman who had only hours ago writhed beneath him had flooded his mind. He had lost control with her. Never had he lost control.

He was on his way back from a mission that his pack had recently completed, resulting in a bloody battle, when he had felt a power surge dissipate so quickly it was as if someone had turned off a light switch. He was familiar with the energy, but hadn’t noticed he could feel it so easily this far away until it was gone. He had to have been at least a day away. But the disappearance of this energy drove him mad. Something was wrong. He soared ahead of his pack and made it back to the mansion before midnight. He remembered following her scent and went straight for the area she resided in. She was ill. His youkai swelled inside of him as he felt as if this had been his fault for leaving her. He had been avoiding her after their first encounter. Their time apart had unknowingly made him feel… Different.

Her presence had made him feel stronger. He had lived so long growing in physical strength, but there was something that had seemed to turn on as soon as they had met. His youkai reacted. His whole entity seemed to grow and strengthen. Only when she was gone and he had begun to separate from her had he realized the absence of such power. And then, as he had sat there next to her while she was ill, he felt it once more. He felt her energy return and that light switch was being turned back on.

The memories started to slow as each vivid image of how her body reacted and melded so well with his had sent him into overdrive. He was torn away from her again as Kagura had intruded. His beast wanted to rip her throat out for interrupting their mating ritual.

Sesshoumaru sat straight up, his eyes somewhat wide. Mating ritual? Had he intended to mate her? If Kagura hadn’t shown up, would he have mated her? Never had he heard of a demon having more than one mate at a time. Would it even be possible? Why was he looking for another mate when he already had one?

She’s not the one. Sesshoumaru heard his beast enter his mind.

Sesshoumaru shook his head and covered a hand over half of his face, staring blankly down at the sheets covering his nude body. When he had left Kagome there he had felt her miko powers reaching out to him just as his beast was calling out to her. There was something definitely strange going on. His frustration with Kagura was definitely infuriating. However, the frustration of not being able to finish what he started with Kagome was overpowering. He took it out on Kagura, giving her pleasure she had never felt before. It was different for Sesshoumaru as well. It was better than he ever had, but not because of Kagura. The only one who could make him feel the way was her. Kagome. It made him wonder just what it would be like if he were to actually mate her. God he was such a pup. What is she doing to me?

Sesshoumaru’s movement made Kagura stir in her sleep. She opened her eyes and smiled up at the God before her. How lucky she was to have snatched up such a powerful, amazing demon to mate her. She couldn’t have done better. “What are you doing up, mate? Round two?” Kagura purred as her hand that laid across his torso moved down under the sheets, reaching for his manhood.

Before Kagura could react, Sesshoumaru had grabbed her hand and pressed it firmly against the pillow above her head, his body hovering threateningly above her. His expression in a tight scowl as he glared down at her, “You will not touch this Sesshoumaru,” he seethed.

Kagura eyed him curiously, unsure of what to think. They had bed each other numerous times, with her as the instigator. Why all of a sudden was he forbidding her touch? “What’s gotten into you? What’s wrong?” Kagura put her free hand against his cheek, cupping it gently.

Sesshoumaru growled softly and yanked himself away, quickly getting out of bed and walking towards their bathing area. He needed to wash himself of her disgusting essence and scent. She had tainted her smell. Only she was worthy now. Sesshoumaru would have no one else. But, there is no way he could. As he settled himself into the hot water in their hot-spring-tub, Sesshoumaru concluded that Kagome would have no one if not he.

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Kagome woke the next morning to a particular voice reciting something from a book, it seemed. She opened her eyes carefully, the sun shining through the windows and blinding her temporarily. She blinked multiple times to rid of any sleep and rubbed them gently as she sat up, leaning herself against the wall behind her.

“Well good morning!!” Miroku cheerfully greeted her as he launched himself at her, wrapping his arms around her waist and planting his cheek against her breasts. “Oh how I was so worried! I don‘t know what I would have done if you weren‘t alright!” Miroku rubbed his face against her breasts, holding her snugly against him.

Kagome glared down at Miroku, annoyed, as he used his face to fondle her breasts. “Miroku! Stop!” Kagome pushed her hands against his head, trying to make him move away. She could feel just how sensitive she was in that particular area as she remembered what had happened the previous night. Unfortunately, her body remembered just as well and her nipples began to harden.

“Oh my! I didn’t know you felt that way about me, Kagome! Well, please let me show you just how much I appreciate it,” Miroku wiggled his eyebrows up at her lecherously as he moved his face down her stomach.

“No! Miroku, stop!” Kagome squirmed around trying to get out of his grip. He may have been her best friend at the moment, but he sure was a lech!

Just as Miroku was using his teeth to pull up Kagome’s shirt, a woman with dark brown hair that had been lifted up into an elegant pony-tail entered the room. Her expression was of confusion as she stared at the two before her, “Uhhh….”

Kagome felt a glimmer of hope of being saved and reached her hand out to the woman in the doorway, “Please! Help!”

The woman noticed Kagome’s unwilling posture for the man’s actions and placed her hands on her hips. She closed her eyes and felt rage boil inside of her. A second later, Miroku was found on the floor twitching in unconciousness.

Kagome stared down at Miroku then back up to the pony-tail lady, “Wow, thanks… Is he going to be okay?” Kagome sheepishly pointed down at Miroku.

The brown-haired woman grinned evilly, coming to stand next to Kagome and over the lecherous Monk, “He’ll be fine. Hi, my name is Sango.” She reached her hand out towards Kagome.

Kagome took her hand, shaking it softly. The woman named “Sango” had a firm handshake. She must be a fighter. “I will be your bodyguard from now on. I’ve been assigned to you by Sesshoumaru himself,” Sango interrupted her thoughts as she introduced herself.

“Bodyguard…?”

“Yes, and it seems I got here just in time. This lech has been known for preying on young, innocent women who aren’t able to defend themselves,” Sango felt Miroku’s presence as he tried to stand up, wobbling around as he did so. Sango turned her body sideways and kicked him right in the gut, sending him flying right through the window and out onto the grass outside.

Kagome gasped and threw the sheets off of her, moving to go over to the window. Sango put her hand onto Kagome’s shoulder and smiled down at her, “Don’t worry about him. He’s used to it. He deserves it anyway. He should know better than to prey on an ill female like he did,” Sango said sweetly.

Kagome sighed in relief and got back into bed, “How do you know him?”

Sango looked down at the ground and shook her head, laughing quietly to herself as she did so, “I’m dating the damn fool.”

Kagome blanched, and sat there confused, shocked, and surprised, “Really?”

Sango sat down in the chair beside the bed, putting her head in her hands, “I know. I’m crazy, aren’t I? With a man who doesn’t even care about what he does with other women. I’m so dumb. I don’t know why I put up with it. Love sucks.”

Kagome reached out to Sango and put her hand on her shoulder, “Don’t say that. Yes, he’s a perverted freak-” Kagome put extra emphasis on the last two words, “-but he is an amazing person. He’s done so much to help me with my past, and in a lot of ways you found a great man.”

Sango glanced up at Kagome and smiled. It almost took Kagome’s breath away, She is so gorgeous!!! “Well, thank you Miss Kagome. I can see this is the start of a great friendship.”

“Oh, pleassseeee don’t call me that. Just call me Kagome. I don’t like the ‘Miss’ part. It makes me feel weird.”

Sango smiled, then stood up and faced Kagome, “Kagome it is then. Well, let’s get going. You don’t need to stay in here anymore and since you now have an official bodyguards, you’re allowed outside of the mansion. I’m sure you want to see more than just the walls of this place.”

“Y-y-yeah, there’s a great hot spring up in the mountains we all go to,” Miroku was holding onto the wall where he had been kicked into. There was blood going down his nose and chin and was trying to get back into the room.

“That’s right! There is a really nice hot spring we have, I’ll take you there when you’re back to good health and can do the hike. Though, the lech will not be coming.” Sango looked over her shoulder and stared daggers into Miroku.

“Awwwwww, come on Sango!” Miroku made his way over the wall and fell onto the ground inside of the room.

“No way in hell!” Sango leaned down and began picking up Kagome’s few items, which were only a few pieces of clothing she had been brought here in.

Kagome saw the events unfold before it even happened. Miroku leaned forward and rubbed his palm flat against Sango’s behind. Sango moved fast and slapped his hand away. Kagome caught the blush that floated over her cheeks, and it made her giggle.

“Do you have a death wish, Monk!?” Sango blushed furiously as she crossed her arms over her chest and glared down at Miroku.

Miroku smiled up at her handsomely and leaned himself against the wall, “You are beautiful, my dear Sango.”

His comment made her gasp and she turned herself away, fumbling with the clothing as she grabbed the last bit and then rushed to the door. The blush still very apparent on her features as she faced Kagome, “Let’s go, Kagome.”

Kagome giggled again and climbed out of the bed, following Sango closely, “See you later, Miroku.”

“Hey! Don’t forget about your lessons tomorrow.” Miroku called after her.

“Okay, Mr. Pervert!” Kagome’s giggle could be heard as she left the hospital-like room.

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Chapter 7: Bonds?