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This is an old story... I had it posted
before the AFF had its unfortunate crash...

But still... thought I would do a repost. I wrote this one in Swedish at first,
but translated it and added a lemon.

Hope you'll like it.
[Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to
me nor do I make any money of this story.]

Who Are
You?

Sango
stood on the top of the mountain, her eyes laid on the small village below. She
scanned the area for demons but none could be found. She sighed and fished up a
small leather pouch, she did not have much money left, but it should give her a
room at the inn, a meal and a hot bath. She began the walk down the
mountainside, thinking about the past. �It has been five years Sango, five
years. Your brother gave you his life to save yours, leaving without any kind of
blood relative. You were too restless to stay on with Kagome and the boys; you
just had to move on. You have only your self to blame for this lonely walk of
life.� She cursed when she felt hot tears trail down her cheek; once again
she had let the memories make her weak and vulnerable. She cursed the fact that
she had been to weak to protect her brother, she was the older sibling, they
were suppose to care and protect the younger ones, not seeing them die before
your very eyes. But deep in her heart she knew that she never could have saved
him, she had been too wounded. She had been lifted from the battle field in a
white lightning. When she finally awoke inside Kaede�s hut, the old miko told
her that it was Inuyasha�s brother, Lord Sesshoumaru, which had carried her away
from the battle field. It surprised Sango; never would she have guessed that the
Lord would have done that to save a human�s life. But she had been grateful for
his help, but she never had the possibility to thank him for his kindness. As
soon as she was healed she said good bye to her friends and began to travel over
the land.

Sango
used the back of her left hand to wipe away the tears that was falling again.
She had roamed over the lands during these five years, alone, never staying more
than a few days in one place. She missed the fire cat Kirara, but she had fallen
against Naraku�s hordes of demons. The little youkai with the power to transform
into a large cat demon had an honourable place inside the shrine at Kaede�s
village. A bronze statue watched over the village.

A few
depressive hours later Sango lay all the way up to her nose in hot water. She
felt how the water did some serious magic with her tired limbs. She cleaned off
all the dust and mud, something she had put on herself. After a couple of months
after she had left she realized that she would be travelling with more freedom
if she pretended to be a young man. So she had cut of her waist long hair and
she used mud and dirt to disguise her even more. She had stopped wearing the
slayer suit; instead she wore black baggy pants and a black haori. She wrapped
her breasts, making them smaller than they were in reality. This had been a
difficult transformation, but the result was FREEDOM, she did not have to worry
about being flirted with, groped or molested on the road when she traveled.

Her
eyelids dropped and she sighed, content for the moment inside the bathing house,
the light scent of the cleaning herbs and the hot water made her drowsy and she
knew she would be sleeping soon if she did not came up from the tub.

Sango
made an ugly face when she felt a tremor inside her soul. �Fuck, Fuck!!�
she swore silently and heaved her body from the bath tub with one fluid
movement. She knew exactly was the tremor was � trouble spelling youkai. She
wiped off her body and took on her clothes with an impressive speed and took her
two swords in her hands, not bothering wearing her shoes. Her old weapon, the
giant boomerang called Hiraikotsu, had been destroyed in a battle a couple of
years ago. Now she used two short swords instead. And she was good at it too.
She looked around and smirked cynical as she saw the beetle demon. It was no big
deal for her.

With a
graceful jump she landed on the youkai�s back and stabbed her two swords into
its neck, making the killing less messy and within seconds the beetle was
choking on its own blood. �Disturb a demon slayer in her bath and you must
pay the prize.� She thought and removed her swords and jumped off the black
shining body and landed with a soundless thump on the ground again. She hurried
back to her room, not taking note of the cheerful claps and shouts coming from
the villagers. She had taken a chance when she killed the demon, without the
breast binding and the dirt, she looked like a women, with short hair. But it
seemed like no one had noticed the slight bouncing shadows over her black chest
area. She closed the sliding door behind her and moved to the futon. She laid
down and a few moments later she went into a very light sleep. She had to get
moving early in the morning, she did not want to explain anything towards the
villagers.

When the
first rays of the sun coloured the sky pink she was long gone.

But what
she did not know was that a rumour had started, it talked about a black clothed
young man who helped villagers to get rid of pestering youkais. And when she
reached the next village she was greeted like a small hero.

**

He
sniffed the air again, and it was still there, the scent. He knew that he
recognized it but he could not place it with a face. It was like someone was
trying to hide his real scent. He growled low, he did not like it, no not at
all. He knew he had smelled this spicy yet gentle scent before.

The Lord
of the Western lands made a slow walk towards a village where he saw the people
light up a big bonfire. He saw the remains of a big insect youkai and his nose
twitch in disgust as the strong odour drifted towards him. He stopped before
getting to close to the bonfire. He stood there, waiting for someone to notice
him. Sometimes humans were both blind and deaf, but he had grown patience over
the years so he just waited. He was lucky; this time an old lady noticed the
presence of the handsome Lord and she scurried over to him, bowing to show him
the proper respect.

-
My Lord, what can I do for you? she asked without looking him into the
eyes.

-
What happened here? asked Sesshoumaru with a cold voice.

-
A young man who was staying at the inn saved our village from being
destroyed by the youkai we are burning today, said the old lady. He was very
good with his swords; he killed the demon with out any trouble at all.

-
A young man? How did he look like?

-
Short black hair, eyes that in some angles almost looked like they were
burning in crimson red. It seemed that he had been travelling for some time, he
was very dirty� but� the woman�s voice died off.

-
But.. WHAT?! The demon lord demanded an answer.

-
I am sorry My Lord, but I found it very strange that a man that dirty did
not smelled bad. In fact, he smelled of herbs that only women use. And it
confused me a bit. But as I said, he was very good and skilled in the art of
killing youkais. He thrust his swords into the youkai�s neck, making it choke on
its own blood. Killing it before it did any damage to the village. Very
impressive for such a young man.

-
Indeed, said Sesshoumaru.

He was
not fooled easily; he understood that it had been a woman in a males outfit. But
he had to admit he was impressed by the fact that this woman had defeated this
youkai so easy. She must have great knowledge about demons weak spots. �It
reminds me about the young taijya I once saved on the battle field.� he
thought and turned his amber gaze back to the old woman.

-
Obaasan, where is this young man now? I wish to speak with him, said
Sesshoumaru.

-
I am sorry My Lord, but he left before the dawn, said the woman.

-
Thank you for your answers obaasan. May you village live in peace and
prosper.

With
those words the Lord disappeared into the sky. He wanted to find this woman,
dressed as a man, just to see whom she was. Did he know her? All his instincts
told him that he did, but he cursed the fact that his memory was failing him.

**

Sango was
met with several happy faces as she ventured into the next village. She frowned,
she was not pleased by their smiles and the way they whispered about her being a
hero. She shivered and headed towards the nearest inn. It was then she was
stopped by two older men.

-
Can I help you? she asked politely, adding some roughness to her voice.

-
Young man, there is a rumour spreading through the villages now; it is
like a wild fire, said one of the men. They are talking about a young man in
black clothing, carrying two swords. They are talking about a young man that is
helping them with pestering youkais.

-
And what is that have to do with me? Sango�s left eyebrow twitched, she
wanted to get away before this turned ugly in her face.

-
Young man, we know that you are this person and we have taken it as our
duty to reward you for your help, said the other man and handed over a small
pouch.

-
No, you have the wrong guy here, protested Sango but they just smiled and
left her with the money.

Of
course, she was in dire need of money but this?? No, she hated this. The rumour
also gave her a free night at the tavern and she took it. �Just this one
time.� she thought and went to sleep early. But the sleep did not want to
come. She just lay there on the futon, thinking about the past and the present.
She was twenty-five years old. Practically an old hag in the feudal Japan. She
should have a husband and a bunch of children by now. She was an odd figure, a
demon slayer and a woman to boot. She was strong and knew how to fight. She
could protect herself against most enemies, both human and youkai. Her skills:
The most efficient way to kill a youkai, and how to make a giant boomerang out
of a demon fang. Gods, her skills was really something a wife should know. She
should be drowned in cooking and giving birth to children by now. She closed her
eyes and forced herself into a light sleep.

When the
morning came she was gone. The villagers talked about the mysterious and
reluctant young hero, he who saved each and every village he came to. In the
end, Sango was the one who alone had killed the evil Naraku with her bare hands
and saved the land from his evilness.

**

Sesshoumaru was hot the young man�s trail. He could hear the people talk about
the things the hero had done and he just smiled when the rumours grew into
stupendous proportions. Where the humans really this stupid? Had they not heard
that they were several who together had vanquished the evil Naraku? The strange
miko with the very strange clothing had been the ultimate weapon against their
enemy; her purifying arrows had been the last thing Naraku had seen in his life.
Yes, the Lord was indeed impressed by her powers. And he had been glad when he
learned that his brother had gathered enough courage to ask her to be his mate.
Sesshoumaru was now the proud uncle to a pair of silverhaired twin girls. But
just seeing the two three year olds had him longing for pups of his own. But he
could not find a woman, human or youkai, suitable for this task. She had to be
strong and fierce, something he only had seen in one woman, and she had
disappeared before he could get the thumb out of his ass and ask her to be his
mate. Of course, there was Rin, the little girl whom he once had brought back
from the land of the dead, but she was 15 now and she was being courted by a
human boy from the village near his castle. In a few years, she would be married
and she would no longer live with him. This stung in his demon heart. He cared
about her like a real daughter, and he knew she thought of him as a father
figure.

Sesshoumaru shook his silvery head; he had let his thoughts trail away again
with his dreams and fantasies. He sniffed the air and he found the fresh scent
of the young man he had been following. And this time the hero was close. He
smirked and sped off towards the scent of roses and lavender.

**

Sango
walked by the next village, not caring to enter at all. She could not handle
another cheering of her person again. She was so tired of the title � young man
saves the village from monsters � she wanted to be the woman who was loved and
cared for the proud title her father had gave her after her initiation, she was
a Taijya � a female demon slayer. She was the last of her kind. But women were
not supposed to fight.

She growled impressively for a human and drew her swords and began attacking a
dead tree with a series of deadly attacks. Her anger was making her furious and
she worked up a real sweat. She removed the black haori and revealed her odd
looking binding. She continued to kill the already dead tree.

She was
quite the sight. Her black baggy trousers and the white binding that covered her
chest was indeed odd.

**

Sesshoumaru stood from a far and watched the figure take out a big portion of
frustration on the dead tree. He sniffed the air and cursed silently over the
fact that he knew this scent. The young man was a woman; he had known that for
awhile now. And now he stood only 30 feet away it was very obviously that it was
a woman. Her breast had been carefully wrapped, but he could still see the small
mounds under the white cloth. He was curious to why she had short hair, no
woman would be caught dead with short hair. But he when he thought about it, it
made sense, she wanted to look like a boy, so she had cut her hair in order to
achieve that goal.

Her scent
drifted under his nose and he then knew, she had not been claimed, not once. She
was unmarked, and she was free for the taking. Still he frowned; he looked at
her more intensely, trying to place her stern face. But as he rummaged his
memory, the only thing that came up was a young woman with flowing black hair,
swinging a giant boomerang over her head. But why did he think of her now? It
was most likely she had found herself a husband and she probably had a couple of
children too.

�Who are
you?�
he asked himself and moved closer.

**

Sango
could feel the aura of a very powerful demon and she waited for it to attack.
But it never came, something that surprised her at first. Very few demons would
not take up on the offer to feast upon a �helpless human in the woods.� But it
seemed like this demon just watched her for some reason. She continued her
training. If someone should try to attack her they would have one hell of a
fight. �I hope it does fight me, because I need the real thing to let off the
worst steam inside my body.� she thought with a smirk and delivered a deadly
stroke towards the bleached tree trunk.

**

Sesshoumaru moved closer to the woman. She had begun to make small chips of the
tree by now, removing it bit by bit. There were a lot of emotions in her
attacks. He stayed a few feet away from her fighting form.

Sango
turned around with a gliding motion; her body flipped around and delivered a
heavy kick into the chest on who ever was spying on her. She followed quickly
with the rest of her body, pinning a white form under her. Her swords lay like a
scissor across his neck. She paled noticeable as her dark eyes met a pair of
surprised amber spheres.

-
Sesshoumaru-sama? she stammered, her breath caught in her throat.

-
You know me? he asked with his monotone voice.

Her
swords loosened their grip and she rose to her feet. She looked down into his
questioning face. Then it hit her � he did not recognize her.

-
Of course I do, she said with a small voice. You are the ruler of this
part of the land.

-
You are lying wench, said Sesshoumaru after a short moment of silence. I
can smell it in your scent. You are nervous and you are lying and this
Sesshoumaru demands to know why!

-
Of course I am nervous, snarled Sango. I just knocked down a royalty!!

Sesshoumaru raised elegant up onto his feet and brushed off his white clothing.
It was then Sango realized he no longer wore that fluffy boa over his right
shoulder and� and he had two arms. �Ok, so he has the possibility to
regenerate � cool.� she thought and moved back couple of paces. But he
towered over her; she was not the tall to begin with so the Lord with his 6 feet
was indeed a giant in her eyes.

-
What is your name human? Asked Sesshoumaru when he saw her back away from
his form.

-
Why do you care? She replied fast. I am only human as you said, why do
you, a youkai lord want to know my name?

-
Answer me bitch

-

KEH!!
(Inuyasha would have been proud over her imitation of his favourite word.)

-
You are being impolite wench.

-
Look who is talking!

-
Your name!

-

I have no
intention to give you my
name.

You maybe a lord but I am a free woman. And I will not give you my name!

Sango
should have noticed how the aura grew around the lord; he was both pissed and
aroused at the same time with her disobedience. But right now she was way too
much irritated over how he treated her. This was just the kind of situations she
wanted to avoid, but how can you fool a demon with the nose of a dog?

Sesshoumaru saw all the conflicting emotions within the strange female. He was
fascinated with her and he was not going to let her escape his grasp. Not until
she had explained one thing or two. With the help of his demonic speed he was
soon behind her and he encircled her naked waist with his left arm, his right
hand disarmed her and locked her in a tight embrace. He buried his face into her
neck, inhaling her womanly scents.

He could not help it but he nibbled at her bare skin, drawing forth a few ruby
red drops. Without hesitation he lapped up the small drops of blood and he
smirked. He knew this taste; he had tasted this woman�s blood before. Although
it had been five years, this was a taste he never would forget.

**

O yes he
remembered how her blood tasted on his tongue. During the travel back to the
one-eyed miko�s hut he had licked her most severe wounds, knowing his saliva
contained healing powers. She would not get an infection in her wounds.

-
Little taijya, you are being very secretive before me, your saviour, he
mumbled with his lips against her ear.

Sango
took a deep breathe. �So he knows who I am now?� His lips and tongue and
sharp fangs were teasing her senses in a way like no other thing could do. All
those repressed instincts were hitting her dead on, and she knew her body now
was covered in goose bumps.

-
You have a life debt to pay to me� How do you want to pay me? he
whispered huskily and he caught her right earlobe, suckling it. He left the
suggestive question hang in the air.

-
WHAT?!! yelled Sango with a high pitched voice, trying to find a smart
remark to his suggestive tone.

-
I saved your life Sango-chan, he said low. And I want your life as
payment for that�

Sangos
legs lost their strength, but Sesshoumaru held her in his strong arms,
preventing her from slamming into the ground. Instead he followed her down,
moving them so she was to sit in his lap.

Sango
rambled incoherent words inside her mind, trying to find her logic, her usual
cynical way to handle egotistical males. But all she could think of was how good
it would feel to make love to a certain silver haired youkai.

It was
this he had missed in his life. He had missed a strong and powerful woman who
was not afraid of him, someone who had the courage to speak against him. Sango,
the taijya, she was so full of life and her spiritual power to overcome her
brother�s loss but still managed to kill even though she was badly hurt, both
Kagura and Kanna with one swing of her giant boomerang. The lord still
remembered it like it happened yesterday. Kagura had, right before she was cut
in half, been able to produce a swarm of deadly wind blades from her fan. But
Sesshoumaru had been faster then the wind and saved Sango. In the corner of his
eyes he watched his younger brother use his sword�s most powerful attack
together with the strange miko�s purifying arrow and Naraku was no more. The
lord took the taijya to a safe place where he had attended her wound and then he
had carried her to the one-eyed old miko to let her take care of Sango.

-
Sesshoumaru-sama, you can let me go now, whispered Sango with an
uncertain voice.

Sesshoumaru growled and his K9-instincts made him bite down into her shoulder
with his fangs. He was not about to let this feisty piece of fun slip through
his claws. He wanted her to submit to him and give in to him.

But Sango
surprised the Lord by breaking free her hands and she caught two fistfuls of
hair and flipped him over her head in a seemingly display of strength. He landed
in front of her feet with a heavy crash. She kneeled right above his head and
looked into his handsome face up side down.

Sesshoumaru eyes shimmered with lust as he looked up into her face. His demonic
blood screamed PERFECT, and that was enough for the Lord. He knew what he
would do and by all the gods, he would to it Today too. Her dark crimson red
eyes sparkled with heat and it made a certain part of his body rock hard. He
would tame this feisty tigress, indeed he would.

Sango
could not believe her own eyes. The always so emotionless lord, the constipated
asshole, was smiling at her. She had knocked the air from his lungs and still he
just lay there and smiled with warmth towards her. Had he hit his head on
something hard? The whole thing was so bizarre that she had to move to straddle
him to get a better look at his face. But her eyes did not betray her. Lord
Sesshoumaru smiled; his yellow eyes glittered with feelings. �Ok, so hell did
freeze over today.� She thought and began to rise from her intimate
position.

But
Sesshoumaru had no intentions of letting her go; he laid his clawed hands on her
hips and held her down against his crotch. The small intake of air told him
everything. And if there was something unspoken between them, her red face told
the rest. He moved to sit up and he encircled her waist with one arm and pushed
her closer to him. He smiled mischievously when he saw the explosion of emotions
in her face. He had her right where he wanted her.

Sango
felt her stomach turn to jelly when the Lord suddenly had switched their
positions so he laid on her instead. He smiled like a predator and fear seeped
into her soul. She wiggled, trying to get out of his hold. But he had her pinned
down, hard.

-
My dear taijya � you are a very attractive young woman, did you know
this? Sesshoumaru asked with a seductive rough voice. Did you know that you have
gotten this Sesshoumaru to go beyond his own thoughts and limitations?

-
Huh???

-
You have made this Sesshoumaru grew fond of a human woman. You have made
me want to love a human woman. You have me at your mercy little one. I want to
have you as no man ever had you before.

Sango�s
heart fluttered and she gasped for air. Her cheeks were probably going to be
permanent red after this. But she was also very much confused. Why would the
Lord � the most handsome and beautiful demon in the world � why would he want to
make love to her? She was mannish, scarred and she had no clue what so ever how
to act like a Lady.

Sesshoumaru rubbed his nose against his and he was pleased when she did the same
to him. He sniffed the air carefully and he was even more pleased to find a
certain scent around her. She was aroused by all this and he smiled inwardly.

Sango
wanted to Lord � dear gods � she needed to be loved by this man� ehh demon. She
needed him to fill up those empty spaces inside her soul. She wanted him and no
one else.

-
Taijya, will you allow this Sesshoumaru to love you? he asked with a
raspy voice before he pushed his hard member against her womanhood.

-
Yes Sesshou, but I want you to promise me a couple of things first, she
said with a stern voice, she tried not to gasp as his hardness hit a sensitive
spot between her legs.

-
What do you wish for my little taijya? He smiled when he heard her
nickname for him.

-
Call me by my given name � Sango. And if I am to give my self to you�
Let�s just say this � I mate for life Lord Sesshou.

Sesshoumaru looked down into her dark red eyes and smiled. How could he deny her
this? No it was impossible. He nibbled her bottom lip with his sharp fangs and
kissed her heatedly before he answered her question.

-
Sango, my love, do you want to be my mate, my female. Do you want to be
the woman who bares me my heir?

-
Yes Sesshoumaru, make me your female, said Sango and rubbed her lower
body against his.

-
Now?

-

NOW!!
she hissed roughly.

The lord
laughed softly � how could he deny her when she demanded it so bluntly??

**

Sesshoumaru kissed her cherry red lips; his tongue stroked her, demanding her to
let him taste her mouth. His right hand took a firm hold of her short hair and
he frowned.

-
Koibito, you must allow you hair to grow again, he whispered and let a
few short tresses glide through his fingers.

-
It is nice to have short hair, snickered Sango. It is easier to take care
of it when it is short.

Sesshoumaru growled and looked into her eyes.

-
You will allow your hair to grow again, he said and his voice would not
tolerate her talking back at him.

She
smiled and kissed his nose before she nodded. She had missed her long hair and
she would gladly make it grow back if he wanted it to. She gasped lightly as
she felt his clawed hand upon her banded chest.

Sesshoumaru growled again, the binding hindered him to reach his goals. He used
his claws and ripped the white wrapping and removed it from her chest. Her eyes
widened as he moved up to dispose the cloth from her chest.

-
Much better my love, he purred and saw her naked chest.

Sango
blushed beet red again as his heated gaze rested upon her naked chest. She moved
her hands to cover herself up a bit, but Sesshoumaru took hold of her wrists and
removed them again.

-
Don�t, you are beautiful, he said.

-
But�

-
No buts my love, I want to see you, he said with a husky voice.

Sango�s
eyes drifted shut and she relaxed under his touch and gaze. But she opened her
eyes when she felt his soft lips kiss his way down her collarbone. She could not
stop the small moan when his lips locked over her pert nipple, grazing it with
his fangs. She felt the heat inside her stomach move lower to settle between her
legs, making her moist with need. And by the way Sesshoumaru�s nose twitch and
the dark look in his amber eyes; he knew what he did do her. He switched to
suckle on her right breast, giving it the same attention as the left. His clawed
hands rested on her hips, before she could feel him hook two claws in the
hemline. He rose up a bit and pulled back her black baggy pants. She helped by
raising her hips a bit, she blushed deep when his eyes roamed over her naked
body.

-
Simply beautiful koibito.

-
No, too many scars, whispered Sango.

-
You are not afraid to fight and protect what is yours that makes you very
beautiful in my eyes Sango-chan, stated Sesshoumaru and kissed a long scar on
her right thigh. He felt her shudder a bit as he moved hip lips to the apex of
her legs.

Sango
closed her eyes and rested back, the sensations inside her was growing and she
yelped a bit when she felt his hot breathe over her most secret spot before his
tongue snaked out and licked her slit. Sango�s world came crashing down around
her as Sesshoumaru parted her nether lips and inserted his long dog like tongue
inside her tight canal. She raised her hips unconsciously to give him better
access to her hot core and he greedily accepted it and began lapping furiously
to taste all her honey that poured out from her body.

-
That�s right koibito, come for me, let me taste all of you, Sesshoumaru
said with a ragged voice.

Sango
made a muffled scream when she felt his fangs bite down lightly on her pleasure
nub and she parted her legs even more. Sesshoumaru inserted a finger inside her
wet cavern and growled low when he felt her inner walls contract around him. He
could barely contain himself from flipping her over and bury his shaft inside
this warm woman. Another sob could be heard from her and Sesshoumaru felt a
small gush of satin liquid push out from her and he lapped it all up, every last
drop of her release. Her body felt like jelly and he let her rest for a few
moments, meanwhile he undressed and then he moved her to stand on her knees. Her
back was pressed into his hard chest and he cupped her breast, playing with her
nipples with his claws.

-
Are you ready for me my love? he asked and kissed her shoulder.

He saw
her nod, and he took that as a sign to make her his mate. He guided his tip over
her slick folds, lubricating his shaft for the intrusion into her body. He
pushed in a bit and smiled when she gasped. He waited a moment and then he
pushed a little bit further and he felt the small membrane that signified her
virginity. �Fuck, I would have hoped her active way would have destroyed this
thing inside her.� he thought. Now he would hurt her and he hated it.

-
I am sorry koibito, but I must hurt you now, Sesshoumaru whispered into
her ear.

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I know, just be gentle, she answered with a shaky voice. She was nervous,
it was her first time.

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I will my love, just relax or it will be worse.

She
nodded and closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. Sesshoumaru caressed her
flat stomach with soft hands, coaxing Sango to relax her inner muscles. He let
one finger moved down into the black nest and he rubbed the small jewel under
her skin. She looked down onto his striped hands and moaned in response. He felt
her relax and he pushed his length all the way inside of her, breaking the
barrier in the process. She shrieked and slumped back into his chest, sobbing a
bit, but not in pain but from the feeling of being complete for the first time
in her life.

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I am sorry beloved, Sesshoumaru said and held still.

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No, it did not hurt much at all, Sango said a bit confused.

Sesshoumaru smiled when he saw the blush appear on her face and he found it to
be adorable. But he held still for a couple of more moments before he pulled
back a bit before plunging back into her wet warmth, earning him a dark moan
from Sango. Her inner walls squeezed his shaft as he began pumping slowly into
her body. He growled when her hands moved up and caressed his pointed ears. His
left arm under her breast held her tight and he rocked them both in an aching
pace. Sango felt the fire inside her lower stomach begin to boil again and she
wanted it to release like it had earlier.

Sesshoumaru felt her buck back against his hips, and he pounded faster into her
lithe body. He licked the base of her neck, savouring her salty taste. He found
the bite mark he hade made earlier and he grazed of the small wounds before he
bit down again. Her body went rigid and he could feel her essence coat his
member. He played with her nub again, wanting her to prolong her climax before
he spilled his seed into her womb. Sango locked her hands behind his neck and
arch her back when the next wave of pleasure rolled in over her. She screamed.
Sesshoumaru felt her clamp down on him as she came and he pushed inside her once
more and then he let go, emptying his life force inside her. For a few minutes
they sat perfectly still. Sesshoumaru released her neck and licked the wound
with lazy manners. Finally, after so many years, she was his.

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My mate, he said and nuzzled her neck as he laid them down onto the warm
grass.

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My mate, she purred and whimpered a bit when she felt him remove himself
from her warmth.

He pulled
her body into a tight embrace. Now when he had her in his arms he would never
let her go. Never!!

THE END�

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