Moon Dark, Star Bright | By : northstar Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 15217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning: Fingering, Minor, Voyeurism
=#= Gentling =#=
Kohaku brushes against Rin accidentally. Like a skittish mare she shies violently,
snatching a glance at the cold figure of Sesshoumaru.
A moment later the boy grips her small shoulders and steadys
her.
“Are you all right?” he asks with concern.
“Rin is fine,” she mumbles shyly,
slipping out from under his hands like something elusive and wild.
Head down, he cannot see her face, but he remembers the
strangeness of her behavior all the same.
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Weeks go by with Kohaku taking
great care to touch and talk to her softly. Yet she never does anything more
than endure until she can covertly escape. Finally he seizes her with his
greater strength and shakes her with the force of his frustration.
“Why?” he shouts angrily. “Why don’t you like me touching
you?!”
“Kohaku!”
Sesshoumaru snaps, bringing the boy up short.
The arrested, broken look on Rin’s
face is a more painful rebuke than he can endure. Without another word, Kohaku lets her go and walks away.
=#=
“Ah,” a soft,
small feminine voice croons over the whisper of the waterfall.
A rumble suspiciously like a growl trickles beneath the
watery notes of the stream. Caught by his curiosity, Kohaku
inches his way under the bushes to peer through the leafy cover.
Wicked claws skim down pale, baby soft skin, leaving angry
red grooves that fade gradually. Wicked fangs glint off of the curve of one
rosy, bare shoulder where he holds her pinned with his teeth. Wicked, knowing
amber eyes lock with his brown ones as Sesshoumaru
strokes Rin’s silky, flawless young skin with
possessive hands. With a low whisper in her ear and a nudge, he spreads her
legs shamelessly wide, displaying Rin’s
flushed and swollen folds.
Watching him watching them, Sesshoumaru
encircles Rin’s lovely face within the span of his
long cruel fingers, turning her into his kiss. Deep and dominantly he tangles
his tongue with her small, pink one, one eye still trained on Kohaku. Rin shivers as his
fingertips skim down her taunt, arched body with a ghostly touch. Sesshoumaru sharply pinches Rin’s
dusky, hardened nipple, breaking the kiss with a dark, satisfied smile as Rin’s throaty moan of satisfaction makes Kohaku’s face flush with anger and embarrassment.
Languidly he nibbles along her shoulder and nape as he palms
the nude mound of Rin’s sex and spears his first two
fingers into her sex with a wet shulp. Airy half
cries of pleasure spill from Rin’s bright, bruised
lips as Sesshoumaru grinds his palm against her clit
and works his fingers in and out of her. Faster and harder he massages her
until Rin’s breathless mews have turned into harsh
hiccups, her body straining, straining into his hand with a look of tormented
agony on her face.
“Sess…Sesshoumaru-sama!”
she demands imperiously, her little fingers digging into Sesshoumaru’s
muscular thighs with unabashed urgency.
“As you wish,” he whispers tenderly, seductively, brushing
his lips against her ear. His mocking smile is for the boy alone.
Three of Sesshoumaru’s long,
callused fingers disappear into the wetness of Rin’s
little sex and still she whimpers for more. More, more, more until her head is
pressed back onto the broad support of his shoulder and her slim thighs squeeze
the thick, corded muscles of Sesshoumarus’.
Kohaku watches, fixated, one hand
snaking down to rub the hardness at his crotch as Rin
comes with a glorious, high, triumphant squeal of delight. Ignoring Kohaku completely, Sesshoumaru
looks down at Rin with a gaze that is at once
indulgent and adoring.
Despair and understanding spiral through the boy as he turns
over and blindly fumbles with the front of his pants. His own cold hard palm is
barely wrapped around his erection when he comes with a brief burst into the
grass. Sobs thicken his throat and tears cloud his eyes as he lay where he is,
weeping for a heart broken.
He had thought to gentle Rin
slowly, only to find Sesshoumaru had already taken
her as his.
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