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Me, Myself and Mine!	By : Furuichiko Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 11103 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own any character from Inuyasha, that right is strictly for Takahashi-san and her associates. I make absolutlely monetary gain from this online publication.

Chapter List
- 1-Me, Myself and Mine!
- 1
Author’s Note:
I had this idea to write this while reading Suka25’s Vampire Miko. That being said, as I had started this before finishing chapter/story, and would like to say, that if there is any likeness between the two, is purely coincidental, and no plagiarism was intended. But then, as I finish it, I realize that it is nothing like Vampire Miko. Because it has completely evolved from what it was.
Most likely, this will only be a ONESHOT. Or a prelude to something else. This story will have very little to no plot what-so-ever. There is no fluff in this endeavor; it is downright animalistic, if I do say so myself. Contains noting but lemony-goodness; and maybe a few bruises and “scratches” along the way…
Before I forget to mention this, because if I don’t, I know I will, I would like to thank Marie because she has been an awesome beta for this story.
Sadly, I do not own Inuyasha or the like characters… So I figured that there was no harm in borrowing Lord Fluff n’ Puff and the lovely Miko to… play with. >:] No one was hurt during the making of this… “on-line publication”. Alright; I may or may not admit to inflicting any bodily harm to Lord Fluff n’ Puff and/or Kagome. If said act or acts ensued, they will not admit it to anyone; let alone themselves, but they secretly enjoyed it. >:3
Summary:
After another fight with Inuyasha, Kagome stomps off. While on her time cooling off, Kagome is somehow hurt, and is left for dead. Weeks later, after she was founds and treated for her wounds, Kagome is in search of her friends. However, she decides to stop and rest for some time, when she was approached by none other than the Western King himself, Sesshōmaru.

Word Count: 21.442
(That’s over the double the count from the original)

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Sitting high in a tall tree away was a demoness seeking solace away from all that is society. Her long wavy onyx locks blew wildly in the breeze as she scanned the area around her. Lounging languidly deep in the canopy, she masked her presence so she could watch the vast meadow before her undetected. Kagome had been so deep in her musings that she had not even felt his presence come near.

It was when she felt the barrier fall around them like a scalding veil of power that finally she had noticed him. Intrigued, Kagome crouched on her perch, and watched the lovely godlike creature stroll arrogantly out of the forest and into the clearing. The beat of her heart increased with every step he took in her direction. She knew who this gorgeous beast was stalking in her direction completely unaware of her. She heard stories, rumors and even spotted him before on a few occasion to confirm her doubts of his existence. That beast was none other than the mighty Lord Sesshōmaru.
While new to this world of demons, she knew how to carry herself when in the presence of an obvious alpha; of someone of his calibur. But at that moment; as she looked with wonder to the demon near her, she had forgotten herself. Inside her, her beast fought against the walls of her inner self, testing the limits of her control.
Kagome dug her clawed fingers into the branch to try to keep control as she watch him just stand there, stoically. She did not know how long she sat there leering at his statuesque form, but as she was about to make her move; he was already taking off his chest armor. The way the ground shook under the weight of his armor, realization dawned on her as she felt the vibrations of the crushing weight of the armor hitting the base of the tree just how ridiculously strong this male was.
Admiringly, she watched him stand under her tree to remove his haori and then his juban; revealing his glorious unblemished skin. But instead of becoming enamored with his immaculate skin, her eyes fell upon his scars; glorious harsh scars that broadcast the many battles he fought. In a twisted way, looking at them marring his perfection made her more aroused than before. It was also arousing to know that this god-like creature was just as imperfect as the next demon. Looking closely, she realized that some were freshly added. It left her wondering, what creature was powerful enough to land a blow on the mighty Lord Sesshōmaru? Or was it the simple fact that he was self-punishing himself, and if so, for what reason?
In all his naked glory, the demon lord walked away from his clothing to the center of the meadow. Suddenly he took off across the field in a white blur.
Barely able to keep up with the blur of demon, Kagome noticed that his form was enlarging, growing bigger and bigger as he streaked across the vast the fields. The large blur returned to her tree and stopped to loom over her tree forcing her to stare up at a great white beast in wonderment. Tall, majestic, and rippling with daunting power was Sesshōmaru in his transformed state.
‘Hers.’ She heard herself declare as she gazed up at the demon lord with a growing lust that slowly consumed her. This powerful beast was hers.
She watched him settle down onto the ground to lay in the sunlight, blinding her with his pristine white fur illuminating brightly under the sun’s rays. He rested his head upon his front paws and closed his eyes.
Silently, Kagome regarded her demon lord.

— o0o —

‘Stubborn female.’ Sesshōmaru thought, as he closed his eyes.
Sesshōmaru sneered silently as he rose to run around the meadow after an hour of lounging. The demon lord had been aware of the females’ presence long before he entered this meadow. It was only out of pity that he allowed her such a meager sense of security. After spending himself of the pent up energy, he was nearing the demoness’ perch when he could smell the faint distinct aroma of her arousal and groaned inwardly, relishing in the sweet spiciness of her scent. So enraptured by her lusty aroma, he barely readied himself when, out of nowhere, a flying naked Kagome tackled him to the ground.
With little effort, he had the snarling female under him struggling in his hold. “Did you honestly believe that you could best This Sesshōmaru?” He sneered, baring his teeth at her.
“I wouldn’t dream of deluding myself.” Kagome laughed. “But I sure as hell got your attention, did I not? So in a way it was a small victory for me”
“I assume you have a plausible reason as to why This One shouldn’t tear your throat out.”
Kagome smiled at him, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “While I lack a… proper… reason, I do however possess a possible solution to your dilemma. A dilemma that I’m sure you’d rather dissipate than me.” She mocked him with a grin.
Sesshōmaru growled low in his throat. There was no denying that there was a problem, or dilemma, as she so lightly called it; that needed to be taken care of. ‘But what makes this demoness so sure that she was the solution to his problem? What could she offer that is worth taking into consideration? From what little he sensed from her, she was quite a powerful vixen.’ Sesshōmaru lowered his head to her neck and growled maliciously, demanding her submission. She turned her head away obediently allowing him to nuzzle her neck as he attempted to meld his aura with hers.
When he couldn’t detect any trace of her aura, he snarled and flared his energy angrily. “Relinquish your powers.”
He could smell the heady aroma of her flesh, but it was the power that hummed deep inside her body that he wanted to sense. He watched the small female under him sigh and conceded to his wishes. Free from her small form, the demon lord was surprised by the large wave of power rippling over him; all of her scents, feelings, and supernatural abilities mixing together throwing his nose and sense into absolute chaos.
She was a demoness, that much was obvious, but what kind was left to be questioned. Her powers seemed to be more powerful than he had anticipated. He sorted through the onslaught of her energy to seek what he needed to assuage his greatest curiosity. Coming upon it, he growled triumphantly; the scent he had been hoping to find mixed in with her natural scents. Among the smell of fresh rain, maple wood and the invigorating scent of her virginity was the faint, but still growing of her beast’s arousal. Inside he could feel his beast humming in approval.
“What makes you think that you are an ideal candidate for This One?” he asked even as he reveled in her essence.
Kagome smirked knowingly. “Because, I am the only one in the barrier that has the will to do so. And, I’m the only one strong enough to do what you so desperately need me to do.”
“Indeed.” Sesshōmaru hummed thoughtfully, as he stood to his full height dragging her off the ground with him by her neck. “Tell me, onna, what am I in desperate need of?” He asked as he gave her neck a tight squeeze leaving her gasping for air. He held his grip on her neck until she was close to losing consciousness. When she did not answer fast enough he threw her across the field and into a tree where she fell to the ground in a graceless heap, gasping air into her abused lungs.
Perhaps offering herself, or even thinking about offering herself, was a very bad idea. But then, as she lay crumpled on the ground still gasping for air, she found that she sort of liked the brutality of it all. The way he tossed her far across the field singlehandedly without so much as a blink made a flame burn deeply inside her body. And also his leer of indifference when he watch her suffer pitifully from the pain. Such delicious cruelty, it was. Pushing herself off the ground, she looked at Sesshōmaru and smirked with a devilish look in her eyes mocking him; hoping to provoke him to abuse her more with his harsh ruthless affection. In that instant, he was across the meadow and pinning her to the trunk of the tree she stood in front of by her neck. The air leaving her lungs made the whole experience blissful.
“You will answer my question, bitch.” He hissed the last word.
“Because; what you need and desire are the same things that I, too, need and desire.” Kagome choked out all while loving the helplessness she felt in his strong unyielding hold.
“And what, prey tell, is that?” He asked calmly, baring his fangs in a silent snarl.
“You need a mate and I am willing to be that mate.”
“What makes you think you are worthy of being this One’s mate?”
“I know that you are in a desperate situation milord; a situation that can’t be ignored due to your nature. The mating season will soon be upon you, and it will be too strong an urge to even try to deny. You will need a strong female. That is where I come in.” she felt his fingers flexed around her neck. Apparently she hit the mark. “I am indispensable; strong enough to endure your brutal pairing. And demented enough to enjoy it.” she crooned huskily.
“Are you?” she nodded in answer as she was unable to answer him verbally. “What makes you think I cannot simply ignore my urges like I have many times before?” he asked with a narrowed gaze.
“I know that you’ve been urged to produce an heir with speedy succession; I also know that you wish to have powerful pups. With all the traits that you possess, combined with my spiritual powers, I believe that any pup born from our coupling would be a force to reckoned with.”
Keeping her pinned against the tree by her neck with one hand, Sesshōmaru forcibly impaled his middle and ring finger into her core. He was particularly careful not to tear her hymen; that delicacy he would save for later penetration. “That is quite presumptuous of you.” He hummed thoughtfully as he shoved his fingers into her, making her wince and gasp from the harness of it.
Kagome whimpered and groaned under the cruel intrusion of his fingers. “I know that I possess a power that no other can grant your offspring.” There was a silence as the demon lord contemplated her words before she spoke once more. “Please milord, let me please you.”
Sesshōmaru leaned lower to her chest to breathe in her scent before sinking his fangs into one of her breasts. She yelped and whimpered helplessly in his hold. “You will belong to me from this moment forward and will do as I say with no hesitance.”
“Hai, milord.” Kagome groaned in bliss as he retracted his fangs from her breast.
“You will transform into your beast.”
“What do you want with my beast?”
Squeezing her throat, he pulled her from the tree and threw her towards the meadow while he growled, “Already you disobey me. I will not repeat myself, bitch.” She landed against a tree, on the other side of the meadow.
Kagome fell to the ground coughing and sputtering. She could feel the splinters in her back burning and irritating her tender flesh. Impatient, Sesshōmaru had stalked over to where she lay on the ground heaving. “Why do you not transform?” Sesshōmaru asked in his monotone voice, eyes red with malice.
“My beast will not take form until I have mated.”
Sesshōmaru growled and walked away making her believe he was done with her. Determined, Kagome followed after him. What she hoped to gain from doing so, she did not know. To say that she was taken by surprise when Sesshōmaru had turned around gripped her by the neck, pulling her closer to him and smashed his lips against hers and possessed her mouth with angry vigor; was quite an understatement. She hissed when two clawed fingers dug into her hips, dragged across her skin a few inches from her back, over her hips to finally cease at her hip bone. Looking down she noticed he marked her much like he was on his face, wrists, hips and ankles. His claws had left her skin leaving a searing pain in its wake, she bit back a cry as the burning and pain grew to excruciating.
“This is the price you will pay to be This One’s. Do you wish to proceed?”
Wordlessly, she dropped down on her knees and took the pale length of him into her mouth, or at least tried to. He was vastly larger than what she had originally thought. Gently, she grazed her teeth over his rigid length of his cock as she stroked the rest of him tightly with her fist. She bathed the rounded head of his cock with quick flicking strokes that left him trembling in the legs.
Suffering through the slowly strokes of her lips, he could not take it longer and began to pull her on his member faster and harder, going deeper into her milking throat with each thrust of his hips. Kagome slid her tongue along the length of him, twirling her tongue around the tip of his rod, drawing out his pleasure forcing him to growl and snarl. She pulled away to lick down the underside of his cock, lapping at the pulsing veins in his cock then lower to suck his balls into her mouth. She pulled and tugged on his sac with massaging lips, teasing him. When his growl grew deadly she moved back to pleasing his erection with vigor.
Wanting to devour more of him, she gripped his behind and pulled him closer. With every thrust, Kagome dug her claws into his backside leaving four bleeding crescent moons in his pale skin; her own way of making him. Sesshōmaru growled his release, his whole body shook with the strength of it. Need, soul consuming need thundered in his body as he coated his new bitch’s insides with his seed. Sesshōmaru could not remember the last time he came that hard. However, what surprised him the most was the fact that she had swallowed his entire load, every scalding drop.
By the grip he still held of her hair, he pulled her up his body and pressed his mouth to hers once more, holding her body tight against his. Her hands slid between their two bodies and rested upon his chest. She gasped and moaned as she felt her body throb with pain. This time from a spot on the upper part of her backside in the shape of a crescent moon she looked back to glare at it. Pulling away from him, she gawked at him appalled. “Did you just brand me as your property?”
“I know not of what you speak.” Sesshōmaru denied, smirking as he flipped her on her back to the ground by her wrist. Before she could blink, he was on top of her pressing the head of his growing erection at her sleek wet folds.
Kagome opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off when he shoved his cock inside of her, bracing his knees in the soft grass beneath them to bury himself to the hilt. The moment he broke through her virginal barrier, Sesshōmaru all but latched onto her neck brutally. Feeling his cock bump against the hot wet swell of her womb, deep inside her, he groaned. Overcome with a need to claim, he ground his hips into her as his teeth sank further into her flesh. There was no real place that the demon lord would rather be than inside this woman’s quivering depths.
Wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him close as he claimed her mind, body, and soul, Kagome hissed and snarled silently until her voice rang out across the bright sky above them when he brushed a particular spot in her body making her arch up off the ground into his moving body. Kagome moaned in his ear when he plunged into her even deeper, harder and harsher. Each stroke sending shots of pain and bliss from her core to her the back of her neck where it left her paralyzed in his hold.
Sesshōmaru wrapped one arm around her waist tightly to keep her in place as he hammered his dick into her abused core while his other hand palmed her breasts, his claws sinking into her skin drawing little rivers of blood.
At the scent of her blood, his beast clawed at the walls of his mind eager to tear into her flesh for the precious decadent essence. His beast was the most primitive part of him; it had no comprehension of soft, gentle, slow or anything of the like. It only knew to mate and breed all while seeking his pleasure selfishly. Even if it had to rip, tear and maul the poor creature, it will get his pleasure. Feeling the needs of his beast, the demon lord could not help but found he too enjoyed what it sought. Whether or not his bitch enjoyed his attentions was of little consequence.
In the throes of ecstasy, the demon lord’s eyes were rolled back into his head as his beast fought to claim him mind and body. He could only take so much of her tightness milking his cock before he lost control. At his wits end, he just handed the control over. He heard a cry of pain that turned into pleasure as his beast dug its claws into their bitch’s hips.
The beast embedded his fangs deeply into the flesh of her neck to hold her steady until he had to rip his mouth away to roar out in aggravated bliss when the female retaliated by raking cruel claws up his spine. Instead of angering him, it fueled the lust within the lusty beast making him raise the tempo of his thrusts into her heat. The rhythm was erratic as he latched harshly unto her shoulder once more for purchase. Without warning, the female snarled her release in his ear; her walls milked his throbbing member tightly as he shoved himself deep inside her heat. Her own fangs lengthened and caught the flesh of his neck right over his erratic pulse and drank deeply just moments before he released his hot seed into her aching womb.

— o0o —

Sesshōmaru lifted and bent her over before him, raising her round plump ass to his face; it took everything he had not to ram his dick into her at that moment. He couldn’t, yet; not when he had something important to do. Sesshōmaru tore into the wound in the shape of a poorly formed crescent moon with a vengeance. It was his heirloom; the mark of his heritage; of his clan, to wear such a poorly given mark would bring shame upon him. Leaning against her backside, the demon lord used the healing properties of his acidic venom as he licked the wound clean. He sat to watch the skin meld and heal flawlessly with a perfect mark staining her porcelain skin. He and his beast were pleased.
He leaned down behind her, nuzzling his nose against her heat and inhaled deeply. He growled approvingly before his tongue greedily licked up from her clitoris across the length of her inner lips up to her puckering anus, and back. Snarling possessively, his tongue flicked over her inner folds; bathing her heat with flat lapping strokes of his tongue. Laying back in the grass, Sesshōmaru reached up to pull her across the length of his rigid body, pushing her head towards his straining erection and pulling her rear high so he could bury his face into her heat . As he felt her mouth wrap around his member once more, he let out a vicious growl, warning her to stop her cursed teasing. He was too worked up to put up with such agony. When she did not stop manipulating his member, he decided that she needed to be taught a lesson.
Moistening his fingers in her heat, he roughly plunged his fingers into her anus. She let out a gasp at the intrusion, but then continued her assault on his member. His fingers moved fast, in and out of the demoness’ anus as she then took his balls into her mouth. He growled, reveling in the sensation of his balls being laved with her wet textured tongue. What he had not expected though was for her to bite him in the balls.
Growling viciously, Sesshōmaru tossed her away from him and grabbed her tightly by the neck; smashed her face into the ground once and tossed her far across the field. She landed on her feet, skidding on the earth, uprooting countless plants as she went. Kagome easily regained her bearings, smiling evilly as she charged her new mate and all but tackled him to the ground, barring her fangs at him. With no effort at all, he rolled her onto her back barring his own fangs at her. Moments later he gripped her by the neck squeezing ever so slightly as he spoke. “What is this game you are playing?”
“The most delicious pleasures are through pain. I was only trying to increase your gratification.” Kagome said; her voice dark with lust and need.
“Pain you say…” Sesshōmaru growled as he flexed his claws on his right hand before thrusting his fingers into her, slowly dragging his claws inside her.
Kagome moaned from the pleasurable pain he was eliciting on her body. Involuntarily she closed her eyes before licking her lips and lifting her hips. Sesshōmaru pulled her hips closer to him before he took his claws out of her and embedded his penis into her anus. Kagome cried out, after a moment, she wrapped her legs around him as she pulled herself up to wrap her arms around him as he continued to shove himself into her.
Sesshōmaru dug his claws into her hips as he lifted her and yanked her onto his rutting manhood and then he chomped down on the tender juncture of her shoulder. Kagome snarled angrily before replicating his action.
After a few moments, Kagome retracted her fangs, licked the marks that she had left and then began to nuzzle Sesshōmaru under his chin. He grabbed a fist fill of her hair and yanked her head away at the same time that he unlatched his fangs from her neck and then moved his vicious hold to the juncture where her jaw met with her neck. Kagome let out a hiss before grinding her pelvis into his, and moaning darkly the name of her lord into his ear.
Sesshōmaru withdrew his teeth, licking at the wounds he had created, so they could heal properly before nipping and biting at her skin as he kissed her neck and shoulder. After a few penetrating thrusts into her body, he turned her around and rammed his member into her heat. He grabbed her hips and continued to pound into her. Once he felt her walls convulse around him, he used what little force he still had and plunged into wet constricting walls, escaping to ecstasy inside her pulsing wet depths.
Climaxing together, Kagome screamed out his name as he grunted his release. With his last thrust, he carefully traced the crescent moon on the small of her back. As he pulled out of her, she fell to the ground; her breathing was labored and heavy. She laid there as he leaned down and rolled her to her stomach as his fangs lengthened, his venom started to seep heavily from them. Breathing in her seedy essence as he leaned down to embedded his fangs into her backside on one cheek near his mark, then did the same to the other side.
He watched as the wounds closed up before ever so slightly clawing at them, keeping them bloody and bubbling with scarlet liquid.
“Mine.” He snarled breathless taking in her battered body with a purr of satisfaction. His bitch, his mate, his little pain slut.

— o0o —

The weeks had passed slowly as a newly mated Kagome traveled alone. She remembered the last time she had seen Sesshōmaru; it had been the day that they had rutted together and mated. Now that she had been traveling alone for some time, she was starting to get anxious. In her long weeks of solitude, she had only come across one of the shards, though that one was easily extracted. At one point, she had even crossed paths with Koga and his usual two companions, though she could never really remember their names.
Koga was surprised at her new appearance; her normal short clothing had been replaced with a traditional summer yukata. It was a simple lavender color with white and pink cherry blossoms along the bottom and long the sleeves of the kimono. Her long raven colored hair was now down to the back of her knees, her normally dull average finger nails were now sharp claws, and when she smiled, he could see her human teeth now were sharper, and the two small fangs that curved over her bottom lip. Even more so, he also noticed the tail that swayed gently behind her, much like his own tail. But more than that, he noticed the small mating mark peeking out of the collar of her kimono, and the markings on her forehead, cheeks, and wrists. Much like that of the Lord of the West, Sesshōmaru.
However, what surprised him the most was that she was not traveling with Inuyasha and the rest of her friends. Kagome explained that she and Inuyasha had another argument and she stormed off angry, and that she has not seen him or the others in almost six moon cycles.

— FLASHBACK —

Kagome fell to her knees as her breathing became shallow. Grasping at her chest she looked around for something that she could use until she could find some kind of healer. She remembered trying to take deep breaths, trying to calm herself, but unfortunately that was not what was happening. Her eyes glazed over as she fell to the ground, the puffs of air she was was emanating stirring up the dirt near her mouth before settling a short distance away Kagome closed her eyes as the last thing that she had seen was the barren forest floor.

— o0o —

Kagome's eyes flew open suddenly, screaming silently in pure agony as the searing pain shot through her entire body. While she bellowed silently in the recesses of her own mind, she noticed, as all she could really do at that moemnt was look around, she was housed in someone's hut. It was made mostly of dead tree branches and leaves, things that one might find on the forest floor.
Turning her head to the left, or as much as she could, she noticed a machine, that in her opinion, was way ahead of its time, was taking her blood from her body. Her eyes opened in shocked horror, wondering what this person, or rather what this creature was doing to her or what they had planned for her.
She turned her head the other direction, and noticed that there was an exact replica of the of first machine that was pumping her body full of an unknown liquid. If she had to guess, she was having a blood transfusion, except the replacement blood was not exactly blood. Briefly, she wondered what the strange neon green fluid was.
Kagome could only look on in fear as she noticed an older man came into her view. She did not know what he was doing, but it looked like he was carrying some kind of salve and new bandages on a wooden tray. When the man turned to look at her he gave her a smile; a smile that was neither a happy or joyous one, nor was a evil or malicious. When he spoke his voice was cracked and hoarse. "Fear not, Child. When This One had found you, you were nearly dead."
Even though he told her to relax, that was the last thing on her mind. How was she suppose to relax when her entire body was consumed by searing pain. She guessed that he saw the painful look in her eyes. "You probably cannot move right now. Could you blink once for yes and twice for no?" The old man asked as he set the tray down next to her. He watched her blink once. "Good. Now, are you in any pain?"
Kagome glared at the man, as if it was not obvious that she was in pain, but blinked once.
"Right, This One assumes that was a little obvious.” The elder man said with a little chuckle.
Kagome watched on as the man began to change her dressings over some wounds she did not realize that she had even obtained. When the man paused in his movements, he looked at her, Kagome then looked at him, hoping that he could understand her questioning look.
“Hm,” The man looked away in thought as he noticed the unvocalized question, “This One supposes This One should explain,” The man uttered in thought. “Well, when This One found you, you had been near death from what looked like some kind of venom. Possibly from a snake bite. Also, from the loss of blood from the wounds that you have from various cuts and abrasions.”
Kagome could not help but roll her eyes, however, the man never let on that he noticed, and then decided to continue to tell her what was happening. “This One was too late to tend to your snake laceration. This One has made a concoction,” he motioned toward the machine on her right. “That could in all likelihood, either heal you completely or kill you. Though This One is hoping for the former.”
Kagome looked at him in a kind of horror, there was a fifty percent chance of living or dying? Looking at that way, she supposed that that could be a good thing, but at that moment, she was not so sure. The old man noticed her horrified look, and looked at her with a soft smile. “This One is positive that this little experiment will be exceptional.”

— END FLASHBACK —

After she had told Koga that she had not seen Inuyasha and the other in some time, he started backing away. When she inquired about his sudden reaction to her, he affirmed, “While, I could care less what that mutt does or claims, I am not stupid enough to get too close to what another has lay a claim on, especially someone like him.” Koga paused a moment, contemplating something before inquiring, “Speaking of him, why is he not with you now?”
Kagome let out a sigh. Sometimes she wondered the same thing, especially in her time of need of release, when she could not quite get the release she wanted. Knowing it was only possible to be completely satisfied to completion by his hand alone. “Indeed.” She paused before continuing. “After we had mated, he just took off like nothing had occurred. I am grateful for the markings, because it keeps most of the pesky yōkai away; because once they see my mating mark, they turn tail and run in fear of invoking the wrath of Lord Sesshōmaru. But at the same time, I miss him so much that it hurts.” Kagome did not want to go into any considerable detail about the reasons why she really missed Sesshōmaru.
Koga could see something within the young demoness’ eyes that she was not telling him. However, he knew what it was, because he had seen it many times in the males in his tribe that were along way away from their mates, especially during matting season. She needed her mate. Going against his better judgment, he queried, “Kagome, would it make you contented if, when, I crossed paths with your mate, if I tell him that you require him?”
Koga watched as Kagome’s eyes shot up and opened wide and hopeful. A small smile crossed his lips, but it was soon short lived as he noticed that Kagome’s expression turned to sadness. “I am sure that he will not come.”
“Why do you assume that he will not come to the aid of his mate?” Koga plead softly.
“Because, Sesshōmaru is a creature that does not need anything let a lone anyone. And I am certain that he would not cater to the needs of one small female, like myself.”
Koga hooked a clawed extremity under her chin and pulled it toward him, so she would look at him. “You are forgetting one small detail,” he intoned softly. “You are his mate.”
“Mate or not, I still do not think that he would submit himself to my unimportant need.” Kagome mumbled, pulling her face away and looking away from him.
“I am sure that he is in just as much need as you are, Kagome. After all, he is an inu, and inu mate for life.”
“That may be, but Sesshōmaru is not like other inu.”

— o0o —

A few more weeks pass, and Kagome was getting depressed that she had not even run into her mate. There were a few times that she almost narrowly dodged Inuyasha and the group, not wanted to explain what happened to her, at least at that point in time. Every once in a while a thought would cross her mind, what if Sesshōmaru was actively avoiding her, just like she was doing to his brother?
And whenever she became horny, she had come to learn that her fingers could never get to that one spot, that he long slender digits could always reach with ease. So now, when she needed release, she would give herself a quick release, knowing that she was never going to get that release that she was in desperate need of.
Before she had mated with Sesshōmaru, she was actively looking for Inuyasha and their group, to continue their quest in hunting shards, because she did not care what he thought of her new “look”. But after that night, she was doing the opposite of what she had been doing. Because she did not know what she, or even what Inuyasha would do when he finally became cognizant of the fact that she had been with his hated older half-brother, and as he also apprehended that she had mated said male. She knew that once Inuyasha found out about her and his brother, that he would see that as the ultimate betrayal. She loved Inuyasha, but once she realized that she would never become his one and only, she came to the conclusion that the love that she felt for him was that friendship and a sibling love.
Kagome made camp for the night in a tall tree where she was near the top and could see the night sky clearly. The stars were as if they were sparkling diamonds in the night sky. The moon was so close that she felt she could reach out and touch it. Kagome was so deep in her musings that she had not sensed the powerful presence racing toward her.

— o0o —

He had left the girl; his mate, a few weeks ago, and he could not get her out of his system. He had returned to his home, and attempted to use one of his many concubines, but none of them seemed to satisfy him the way he wanted and needed. It was as if a part of her was embedded inside him. He had contended, numerous times, with his inner being, in the past weeks about the one they had mated; the one that they desired. His inner being wanted their mate with them, but the more logical part of himself did not care whether they saw the female again.
However, it seemed the the more time that passed, the more irritated he had become when he could not find the release he had longed for when he was with her.
At one point while he was not paying attention to his surroundings until it was too late, he absentmindedly crossed paths with the half-breed and his ningen companions. His inner beast, however, whined when they did not see nor sense their mate with them as she had always traveled with them. Curiosity getting the better of him, he had inquired about the female’s absence.
As was the norm, Inuyasha instantly went to the defensive, while the two humans; another female, a yōkai slayer, and another male, a monk, did not do anything, as they just watched him carefully. He noticed a small kit on the male’s shoulder while the female carried a small fire neko on her shoulder.
The fight was inevitable. He knew.
Sesshōmaru dodged effortlessly as Inuyasha charged him, time after time, swinging and hacking at nothing but air. This went on for a few minutes until Sesshōmaru became increasingly irritated of the half-breed. Sesshōmaru landed a punch on the back of Inuyasha’s head, rewarded with the sound of bones cracking and crunching under the pressure of the blow. Turning toward the two ningen, Sesshōmaru was now extremely agitated, and growing more so as the seconds passed. “Where is the girl?” He growled his query.
They were both silent for a few more moments, however, the male was the one to answer, “We have not seen Lady Kagome in six moon cycles, My Lord. We believe that she has gone home…We were actually returning north, to the forest of Inuyasha, to see if she had returned.”
Sesshōmaru flared his youki, and they watched as his eyes bled red in an instant, telling any and all of his anger, before turning into a direction before letting out a fierce growl, the sound promising death to whom was on the receiving end of his anger. In an instant, Sesshōmaru was across the clearing, his powerful grip around the young wolf prince’s throat. Baring his fangs, Sesshōmaru snarled at the male as he tightened his grip around his neck. “Why do you have this scent upon your person?”
“I merely came to you as a favor to your mate.” The wolf Prince proclaimed. “Sesshōmaru-sama, I assure you, that I did not in anyway touch what belonged to you, in the way that you think. I am not as stupid as that halfwit over there…” he motioned toward Inuyasha.
Sesshōmaru released Koga, before snarling once more. Both Koga and Sesshōmaru heard the conversation on the other side of the clearing.
“Mate? Why would Lord Sesshōmaru ask about Lady Kagome and then Koga say something about about a mate, Shippō?” The male asked the small kitsune upon his shoulder.
“Sesshōmaru-sama, I can see it in your actions and eyes, she is feeling the same way you are right now.” Koga uttered so low that he knew that the kitsune was going to have trouble hearing, if he could at all from that distance. “Kagome really misses you.”
“And who are you to tell me what I need to do about my mate?” Sesshōmaru sneered lowly, as Koga had done.
“I am not telling you what you need to do. I am just passing a message on, hoping, for her, that you take my hint and go to your mate.”
“You still have not answered my question as to why you have her scent upon your person.” Sesshōmaru growled, cracking his knuckles.
“I merely crossed paths with her, and we spoke for a few moments. I assure you that it was purely coincidental. Now that I know she is your mate, even before then, I considered her pack; a little sister. I have no intention to try and claim her as mine.” Koga paused, looking over Sesshōmaru’s shoulder, adding, “Although, I don’t know how dimwitted the mutt is. Not saying he would try it, but, still.”
“Do no presume I will do anything you will say, ookami.”
In a flash, Sesshōmaru was back over with Inuyasha and his group before punching the half-breed, knocking him unconscious once more. He turned toward the two human companions, bared his fangs as his eyes shown bright red; letting any and all know that he was not to be messed with. Just as fast as he had come, Sesshōmaru was gone in a blur of white and silver with hint of crimson.

— o0o —

That happened a few nights ago, and he had been searching for his mate ever since. Mid-flight, Sesshōmaru stopped, sniffed the surrounding area, the scent was faint, but he could still smell her succulent scent and it made his inner being go wild with want and need, imploring it’s master to be let out to rut with their mate once more. Granting his inner being what it wanted, Sesshōmaru rushed off, he flew in the direction of her scent had been traveling from.
The few hours that it took him to reach her, it seemed like years had passed before he had finally found her. She was perched in a tree below, looking up into the sky. Apparently deep in her thoughts that she had not noticed his approach. Grinning inwardly, he went straight for her, knocking her out of the tree and descended with her to the ground, all the while, ripping her clothing off as he prepared to take their mate.

— o0o —

The impact had come to her as a surprise. At first, she had struggled with fighting off her attacker as they were attempting, and succeeding, with ripping her clothing from her small lithe form. Kagome let out a pained cry as she felt claws digging into her skin as her attacker clawed at her attire. The two bodies sailed through the air, before colliding harshly with the hard ground and skidded to a halt, before the attacker ripper her kimono from her body, her form bare for him to gaze at and do what he pleased with.
Her intake of breath was more of a hiss as the cool night air touched her heated skin, her nipples beading instantly. Then, her attacker ripped the fabric to her neither region to the side and impaled his fingers into her heat roughly. She like the idea of resisting, and wondered what he would do to her if she continued to resist him. The moan had betrayed her as it passed her lips when his fingers found the one spot that she was never able to reach. He leaned over her and bit roughly into her collar bone as he made an unintelligible sound, stating his satisfaction.
Kagome wrapped her slender fingers around his wrist, trying to push it away, all the while telling him no, telling him to stop, and closing her legs, trying to push him out of her womanhood. Sesshōmaru bared his fangs at her and growled threateningly. When she continued to refuse him, he forced his fingers into her harder and rougher, dragging his toxic claws against her walls as he pulled his fingers out of her slowly, before jamming them back into her wet canal.
Kagome let out a scream, protesting, begging him to stop, at the same time, moaning her pleasure as he continued to pound his fingers into her. “Bitch, if you do not discontinue that incessant refusal, you will force me to give you something to rebuff for.” He barked angrily. When she continued to disobey him, Sesshōmaru picked her up from the ground before slamming her back down onto her stomach and smashed her face into the forest floor, propping her round plum ass in the air for his pleasure. He admired her ass for a few moments before spanking her, watching as she jarred forward, and smiled as he watched a large red and angry hand print shape form on her right cheek.
After a moment, Kagome tried to crawl away from him, but the efforts were in vain, as he let out an angry howl, sinking both clawed hands into her hips, pulling her back, and without lubricating himself, forced himself into her ass. Sesshōmaru growled appreciatively, roaring loudly into the night time forest, at the same time as Kagome arched her back and gasping before she screamed at the rough intrusion. Sesshōmaru reached out and grabbed a fistful of her hair at the nape of her neck, effectively pulling her head back, and using her hair as a type of reins.
Sesshōmaru smirked at some devious thought that crept into his mind, as Kagome was jarred forward with every thrust of his hips into her tight hole. Sesshōmaru cultivated every sound, be it a squeak, a mewl, groan and or a cry that passed his mate’s lips as he pounded into her. He noticed that her throat was starting to grow hoarse with her volume of screaming, he leaned over her, her back arched against his chest as he never missed a movement, licking the shell of her ear before growling languidly, “Tell me how much you longed for this cock.”
Kagome could not form any words let alone a sentence for what he wanted. When she did not comply with an answer fast enough for his liking, he reached under her, gripping her breast, his claw biting into her soft flesh. “Answer me, Bitch!” Sesshōmaru snarled. He then increased his pace to a near breakneck tempo, listening to her cry out with every penetrating thrust. Letting go of his hold on her hair, he slipped his other hand underneath her and pinched her clitoris between his thumb and pointer finger roughly, and tugging harshly on it in time with his thrusts into her tight ass.
She cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure, moving her hips against his. Kagome glanced over her shoulder, and what she had seen made her cum almost instantly, the expression on his face instantly shot to her very core. His beast was in control. She had not notice by the tone of voice, because she was more focused on the pleasure he was giving her, but now that she seen that his beast was in control, she had been aroused even more. She did not know how she was going to manage to give him the answer that he wanted with his cruel, yet pleasurable pounding into her ass.
Sesshōmaru grew vexed, pulling his fingers from her ass, he flipped her over before roughly slapping her left breast, watching it jiggle from the force of the attack. Kagome hissed in a breath as she reveled in the stinging sensation. He pinched her right nipple roughly between his thumb and pointer finger, pulling the beaded appendage. “Tell me, mate,” Sesshōmaru’s voice was gruff, a sure sign that his beast was the one speaking. “How much did you miss my pampering?”
“I…I…” Kagome tried to answer, but could not see anything through the sensations of mixed pain and pleasure. Letting go of the abused nipple, he then slapped her breasts once more, and listened as she groaned in gratification. “I longed you immeasurably.”
“Hn.” Sesshōmaru drawled in his usual tone.
“Please, milord.” Kagome purred before she reached up, flexing her claws, swiping at his attire, and in a moment, Sesshōmaru was just as bare to the world as she was. Kagome let her eyes rake over his masculine frame. It took a long moment before her eyes caught his, and when their eyes locked, Kagome gasped, seeing the anger and malice emanating from them. However, there was a slight playfulness with their depths.
“That was our favorite attire.” The beast growled, voice guttural.
“Yeah, well, karma can sure be a bitch, now is it not?” Kagome challenged.
“How is a bitch in relevance to karma?” Sesshōmaru asked inquisitively.
A moment passed before Kagome answered, “Never mind. No relevance.”
“Hn.” Sesshōmaru sounded. Not in the mood for the female’s incessant babbling, he decided to plunge into her core, burying himself to the hilt, at the same moment that he leaned down and clamped down onto her neck. Relishing in the delightful sounds that were escaping her lips.
He pulled out of her in a painfully slow motion, the sound of her dissatisfaction apparent in her voice; before easing his cock back in at the same agonizingly slow pace, repeating the motions numerous times. After some time, he plunged into her depths as he was on his knees while he he supported himself with his left hand; with the right, he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Kagome wrapped her arms around his muscular biceps and dug her claws into his shoulder, drawing blood as she did so. Kagome closed her eyes as she let herself feel nothing but her raging emotions. When Sesshōmaru noticed that she closed her eyes, he growled threateningly and gave his thrusting a little oomph.
As she opened her eyes and looked at him, his thrusting continued, and so did the growling; however, the growling had changed tones, now it was more of a sound of possession or primal need. Her beast was in control of her body, and he was going to take advantage of it. Sesshōmaru quickened his thrusting as he felt her walls convulse around him. She bucked her hips in time with Sesshōmaru encouraging both of their releases. As she felt hers on the verge, she felt her fangs lengthen moments before she lunged them into his pulse point in the juncture of his neck.
Surprised by his mate’s actions, Sesshōmaru let out a snarl that sounded more like a lion’s roar more than anything else; as he pounded into her. Using the ground as his leverage point, Sesshōmaru impaled Kagome with more force than he had used before. His fangs, simultaneously, bit into her skin just over her pulse in her neck as he began to drink from her blood as she was from his. She moaned against his neck as she felt his fangs pierce her skin.
Sesshōmaru continued to thrust into her with more force than he had previously used. After a few thrusts, Sesshōmaru snarled his release; when he realized that she still had not found her release, he pushed her away from his body; her fangs ripped his skin open, though he knew that it would be only a matter of time before it would heal itself. She fell to the ground and then he forcibly held her legs open while Sesshōmaru leaned over her and flicked his tongue over her clitoris. Kagome moaned her pleasure from the sensation and arched her back.
After arching her back, Kagome dug her hands into Sesshōmaru’s hair, pulling him closer to her heat. When he growled at her actions, she only pushed him in deeper. She moaned as his tongue ran the length of her lips as he growled, sending vibrations and shivers through her entire body. Sesshōmaru veered his attention away from her heat over to her right thigh, before sinking his fangs into her and letting his acidic venom amerce into her leg. By the end of the night he was going to claim her in every form of the word.
Once he was done with her thighs, he marked every limb she had by biting said limb then injecting her with his venom and sealing the wounds with his saliva; therefore marking her, the marks were invisible, only known to other yōkai and hanyō. Not until Sesshōmaru bent over her for a second time and eventuate licking and nibbling on her clitoris did her entire body shake with the most powerful release that he has ever seen.
Watching Kagome tremble with her release, Sesshōmaru couldn’t help the throbbing in his erect member, and sheathed himself within her warm walls; before pulling out and ramming into her once more. He then pulled her body close to his, where it looked like they were trying to fuse their bodies as he shot his release into her core.
Kagome lay there motionless and completely sated for a few moments, unable to move, as she was enjoying the feeling of her mate on top of her.
Minutes later, as she stood, she looked down at her tattered clothes; anger seeping through her entire body. She no longer had any clothing to wear. Tears began to sting at the back of her eyes; very bravely, and very stupidly, she whirled around to her mate and slapped him across the face. “That was for ruining my clothing!”
As Sesshōmaru curved his head back to her direction slowly, at the same time, he began growling as his eyes began to bleed. She was in deep shit now. He was pissed. “You dare strike me,” he snorted, his voice harsh and stoic, she realized that they were both scolding her for her action. “You sure are one brave bitch,”
Before thinking, Kagome blurted out, “And I would gladly do it again!” Going with her momentarily newfound boldness, she added, “Now that you have destroyed my attire, I will have use of your haori and sash, until more appropriate attire is prepared for me.”
“Where do you expect to going that will require you to wear any type of attire?” Sesshōmaru growled angrily, his tone husky from his never ending need for her body.
“I will not walk around the countryside naked!” Kagome challenged him, almost daring him to deny her what she wanted.
Sesshōmaru growled at her, before wrapping an arm around her waist and pulled her against his muscled chest. “You will no longer have need to travel around the countryside.”
Kagome raised her had to strike him once more but Sesshōmaru was quicker than she. He gripped her by the wrist and growled. “You are obviously very brave or very stupid to think that I will let you strike me a second time. Or maybe you simply have a death wish?”
Kagome smirked as he fell for her trap. “I am not the stupid one. Nor do I have a death wish.” She said before bringing up her knee and cringed slightly as her knee connected with his unmentionables.
She walked over to where Sesshōmaru had discarded his haori and sash, after she had sliced his attire; she shook out his haori from any bugs and dirt that may have gotten on it before wrapping it around herself and tying it with his sash. She then started walking away to find a new spot to camp for the night, as it now was compromised, she could no longer stay there.
It was when she was almost out of the clearing that she stopped in her tracks. Sesshōmaru was recovering faster than she anticipated. She was almost scared shitless at what he was going to do to her; but even at the same time, delicious shivers when down her spine as she thought what her punishment might be like.
In moments, he was clear across the field, right behind her; growling. He pulled her back to his chest. “What you do not yet realize is that you will not walk away from this. You are my bitch and the stunt you just pulled will not be forgiven. However, I am willing to forget this…incident, if you come with me; figuratively and literally.”
“What you fail to realize is that I am my own person. And will not be ordered around like some servant.”
Kagome’s breath hitched in her throat and was locked there when she felt his claws divulge inside her as his other hand ripped open the collar of the haori and cupped her breast as he leaned in closer to her ear and growled; “I am only going to explain this once. You are new to this world, and as such, I have marked you as mine. As this Sesshōmaru’s mate, you belong to only to me. The fact that you fail to realize that now that you are mine you will do as I say, when I say it.” He said as he hastened the tempo of his fingers inside her. He heard as her breath hitched once more in her throat, he pressed his growing need into her back and listened to the moan that had escaped passed her lips.
Kagome leaned her head back against his right shoulder as her lips parted in a silent cry. Kagome stood up on the tip of her toes, to push his member into her, but still was too short to do so. Sensing his mate’s mild frustration with whatever she was trying to do, Sesshōmaru leaned over her shoulder. She let out a soft moan as she ground her rear against his manhood; he knew exactly what she was asking for. However, he was not going to indulge her with what she wanted. She continued to grind against him, and he continued to ignore what she was asking for. Trying to keep her hands busy, her left hand went to cup his left, over her breast and her right went to cup his right hand, inside her, where she added her own two fingers.
She felt his hot breath on her skin, which sent cold shivers down her spine as it also seemed to arouse her even more. His words were as soft as a gentle breeze, “Cum for this one. That is not a request; it was an order.”
Kagome brought her fingers up to her mouth to lick off her juices before she heard his soft, threatening growls. When she felt his tongue tentatively licking at her fingers and sucking them into his mouth, she reached between them and gently started stroking his hardening member.
When he felt her fingers wrap around his cock he let out growl like purr in contentment; however he did not want contentment. He unwillingly pulled himself away from her before urging his penis into the first hole he could find. Kagome arched her back further off his person so that only her legs and the back of her head were touching him, as he pushed himself further into her anus.
At first her pleas were silent but as his movements became more erratic, her implications were voiced louder than then the previous as her breath heightened to the point of her shortened considerably. Sesshōmaru heard as Kagome hissed in a breath when he lashed out his poisonous whip inside her, eliciting delicious sounds passed her lips.
“Cum, my mate.” Sesshōmaru growled into her shoulder.
She let out a gasp each time the tip of his penis hit deep inside her as she reached under his arms dug her claws into the flesh of his butt and pushed him harder and deeper into her. Her breaths came in short spurts, when she tried to talk, she could only make out one or two letters at a time; making it sound like she was stuttering. “C-cum w-ith me-e.” she moaned softly into his ear, between his thrusting into her.
Kagome gripped the strands of hair that were plastered to her neck and moved them, tilting her head to the side and bared her neck to her husband, her mate. She wrapped her dainty fingers around his neck, pulling and holding him to her neck as she let out a soft moan encouraging him to bit her; to mark her once more. Once he had done as she had wanted, she knew that it was never going to happen again, she felt her walls contracting around his fingers.
Sesshōmaru pulled out of her, his penis throbbing, his fingers glistening, as he shoved his malehood back into her, into her heat at the same time as he sank his fangs into her neck. She cried out, which was music to his ears, and began pumping into her with reckless abandon. Sesshōmaru wrapped his left arm around her waist, to keep her from falling over from the amount of force that he was pushing upon her small frame.
Kagome pulled him away from her neck, he growled in protest and she moaned from the pain, but put it in the back of her mind as she bent down and widened her stance. Sesshōmaru’s growl got stuck in his throat when he seen her baring her rear to him. He gripped her by the hips, digging his claws into her sides, and pushed into her even when there was no place left to push. Sesshōmaru slithered his right hand down her back, and into her hair; gripping a fistful, and tugging on her hair. He used her hair as reigns, while his left hand gripped at her hip as a guide into her body.
Sesshōmaru lunged into her one last time before exploding inside her as his juices filled in her and mixed with her own as her was convulsed and spasmed out of control as her body stiffened.

— o0o —

Sesshōmaru rose with the first light, as he was accustomed to every morning, he looked down, to see his mate sleeping soundly in his lap, her face nuzzling against his chest. Just a he had fallen asleep the night previous, Sesshōmaru took his already sleeping mate into his arms and settled them in a tall tree near the top. Wrapping his arms gently around her back and beneath her knees before jumping down from their perch and landing gracefully on the ground.
They had a lot of ground to cover before they reached his land, and even more until they reached the Seibu Tsuki-jō. He could have taken to the sky and been to his shiro in a matter of a few hours, but he had grown accustomed to the long walks.
A few hours into their journey, Kagome started to stir. He stopped for a moment, watching as she stretched in his arms before looking up at him and smiling. Sesshōmaru set her down on her feet, watching as she stretched once more, loving how her back arched, and the way her breasts looked pushed out as she stretched.
Unconsciously, Sesshōmaru stepped toward her and ground his hardened erection against her backside, listening as she moaned. "And a very good morning to you." Kagome giggled teasingly, her voice growing husky.
Sesshōmaru growled lowly in her ear as she leaned into him, her head on his chest as she returned the grinding motion and arching her back away from him. Kagome reached up and wrapped her hand around his neck as he jabbed three of his fingers into her core. She let out a pained whimper at the intrusion, moaning as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her core.
Kagome reached behind him and grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled it to the front of her, as if she wanted to hide something behind his hair. He continued to plunge his fingers into her warm wet canal, and dragging his clawed digits against her walls as he pulls his fingers from her core, listening to her whimper, stating to him, her pleasure.
Sesshōmaru gave her neck a tentative lick, before suckling on the pulse point in her neck, drawing out a small mewl from her lips. Sesshōmaru brushed his left hand down her arm, to her belly, where it rested.
"Please, anata..." Kagome nearly begged, pushing her backside against his swelled erection.
"Say it." Sesshōmaru breathed in her ear. "Tell me what you want."
Kagome grew irritated with her mate, but knew that in a way he was torturing her. Waiting until he pulled his wicked fingers out of her core, she whirled on him, wrapped her arms around his neck, effectively pulling him to her as she crushed her mouth against his. After a moment, Kagome began pulling him just off the beaten path and pushed him against a large tree.
Sesshōmaru growled at her aggressiveness, reveling in the fact that she was trying to dominate him; at least for that moment. He felt when she pulled away from his lips, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses down his chest to his navel, while her claws ghosted over his skin. Sesshōmaru almost gnarled at the meticulousness she was displaying in her treatment, or rather, torture of his body.
Kagome felt when he gripped fist fulls of her hair before guiding her toward his cock. Kagome eagerly and happily complied with his wants and needs. Flicking her tongue over the tip of his erect member, relishing in the fact that he could not control his hips, as he bucked his hips slightly toward her.
Sesshōmaru then shoved his dick into her mouth, pushing as much of his length down her throat as much as he could before slowly pulling out of her. She coughed and sputtered for a moment before he repeated the action. These actions recurred time after time before Kagome used her fangs to inch down his cock. Sesshōmaru snarled in contentment, enjoying the sharp contrasts of her fangs to her lips, not knowing which one actually was better.
Unable to control the urge, Sesshōmaru pushed her head down on his cock, once more before letting out a hiss when he felt her sharp claws dig into his hips. He then growled, as he forced her onto his enlarged member. Sesshōmaru could feel the pit of his stomach coiling, alerting him to his approaching release.
Holding her head in a steadfast grip, Sesshōmaru forced himself down her throat and held her in that position, emptying his seed deep within her warm passage. At the same time, Sesshōmaru watched as Kagome's eyes grew wide, observing as she tried to push away as his cum filled her depths.
After ejaculating, satisfied, he pulled his limp member out of her mouth, and leered at her as she coughed and choked, as she feel to a sitting position on the ground before him. A few moments pass before he pulls her up, and secured her body against his before taking possession of her mouth.
Kagome sagged against him as his tongue languidly licked at her bottom lips, asking for entrance into her mouth. As he tasted her lips, he could also taste himself upon her luscious full lips.
‘We wish to bind our mate.’ Sesshōmaru heard his inner being growl within the depths of their shared mind.
‘What satisfaction would this one gain from this?’ Sesshōmaru inquired of his inner being.
‘She will be helpless, moreover, we could torture her extensively.’ His inner being said with malicious glee, mischievousness underlining its tone.
Sesshōmaru abandoned the thought of possessing her mouth before he grabbed Kagome's arms, none the wiser, and pulled them behind her, as his inner being controlled the only part of their shared being that he had complete domination over. Sesshōmaru felt it wrap around a lower branch of the tree they were currently standing under before wrapping around her wrists and hoisting her up.
Of course, Kagome resisted and struggled against the binding and whimpered sadly, asking her mate to release her; however, he made no move to do so. He turned them around and pushed her against the tree before grinning wickedly. He rather liked how she looked with her hands above her head and bound. How should he begin his torture?
He began to contemplate his first move, when he became distracted. Sesshōmaru started to growl viciously. Kagome observed his mood change, and could swore that if he had dog ears, like Inuyasha, that they would be twitching and moving about right about now, trying to find the direction in which whatever he was hearing was coming from.
However, as she was contemplating it, in a way, Sesshōmaru was eerily reminding her of Inuyasha, when they were near Sesshōmaru, except, Sesshōmaru was not blindly running into attack mode. Flickering her eyes from the empty path to Sesshōmaru, and back, she instantly realized what was happening. “Sesshōmaru,” Kagome called, alarm growing in her voice, as she started to struggle within his hold. “Let me down.”
He did not move, not even to let her loose or even tighten his grip about her; he just stood there, immobile. “Sesshōmaru,” Kagome called again, the urgency in her voice now. “Release me!” Her efforts increased as the moments passed, however, still to no avail. Sesshōmaru still did not acknowledge her, just kept glaring down the pathway.
“Anata!” Kagome cried, helplessly, at the same time that a blur of crimson red and silver white stopped some distance away.
Kagome watched as Inuyasha looked from his brother to her, and noticed her state of undress, even if Sesshōmaru had been shielding her. She still felt unfailingly vulnerable. Kagome fought down to use her incantation for the hanyō, she knew that it was not his fault that he was seeing her at her most vulnerable; that fault lay solely upon her mate.
Kagome watched as Sango and Miroku finally caught up to Inuyasha. She watched as they all looked from Inuyasha to Sesshōmaru and finally to her, still completely exposed. A short moment passed before Kagome let out a series of whines and whimpers, directed at Sesshōmaru; asking him to release her, so that she could cover herself, because she did not like that she felt like she was on display for any and all males to gaze at her naked flesh; especially for the monk, who was a pervert. A small giggle was heard from the small kit upon the monk’s shoulder before it was cut short from the glaring eyes of Sesshōmaru.
Kagome watched as Sesshōmaru was listening to her plea, and when she had mentioned Miroku staring at her, she could only imagine his eyes darting to mentioned monk and his two sides warring against each other to rip him limb from limb for even daring to look at her. At that moment she noticed a few things, Sesshōmaru growling threatening, directed wholly on Miroku before Miroku finally looked away, after hearing the threat, and being elbowed in the side by Sango.
Finally, Sesshōmaru released Mokomoko's grasp upon her wrists, and unwound it from the branch above them, her hands instantly going to cover herself, slipping to the ground behind Sesshōmaru, however, that did not seem to be enough, she still felt too exposed. Kagome had wished she had a tail as long as Sesshōmaru's so she could wrap herself within it, and keep her nakedness from prying eyes.
Kagome was happy to see her friends, because she had not seen them since she had left, six months prior. At first she was excited to see them, wanting to run to Sango to pull her aside and gossip, find out what she had been missing, but as that excited feeling entered her, at the same time, she was also feeling lethargic. As a result, she did not want to see them, only for the fact that she did not know what they were going to say about her new...appearance and lifestyle. Not that she had chosen this for herself, it was forced upon her by some strange elderly man.
She knew that, at the very least, everyone except Inuyasha would accept her for what and who she had become either way, but for some reason, only known to the kami, she just could not face them. More so, Inuyasha, even more after she and Sesshōmaru had mated. She knew that Inuyasha would see that as the ultimate betrayal; and she did not know how she was going to handle it. Kagome knew that she could handle the mental and verbal abuse that Inuyasha normally would treat her and her friends with on a daily basis. However, she did not know how or even if she could deal with the intensity of abuse he would treat her with if he had known she had mated his brother.
It seemed like minutes had passed, but it really only happened to be mere moments, from the start, from the moment that Inuyasha had found them.
"Sesshōmaru-sama?" Shippō, who had been sitting upon Miroku's shoulder, a little incredulously, unsure if he should speak.
Kagome looked over at Sango, noticing that she was looking at Sesshōmaru with a scrutinizing gaze, sure to keep her gaze above his waist, before turning that same gaze onto her. A moment passed before something clicked in her mind as she was looking at her and her expression turned to surprise before her gaze softened and she could see a small smile forming on her nee-chan's face. Kagome watched as she nodded her head once before turning her attention on the situation going on between Inuyasha and Sesshōmaru.
"Why is it that you have come to interrupt me, half-breed?" Sesshōmaru sneered the last two words for the effect of his distaste of his younger brother.
"Why would I want to interrupt you fucking a bitch?" Inuyasha sneered, mirroring his brother's distaste. "Catching you in action, is a disturbing mental visual, even with a bitch as disgustingly fowl as her!"
"Inuyasha, I don't think that insulting the young lady in front of your brother, is such a wise decision." Sango burst out, almost as if she were afraid to speak up. Not sure if trying to defend her imouto was a disrespect toward the yōkai lord. Who also happened to be becoming instinctively aggressive in defending his mate.
"You better watch your tongue, mongrel! Because I am so close to ripping that appendage from your mouth after which, I will promptly tear out your throat!" Sesshōmaru and his beast snarled in unison, dangerously.
Kagome cringed at the hatred spewing from Inuyasha, and she believed that he still had not realized who she was. She could only imagine what he would say or do if he had realized that she was Kagome. In a way, she felt completely defenseless; defenseless at what she could do at Inuyasha's negativity toward her. All she wanted to do was run away and hide from him. However, she knew that it was not going to happen, not when Sesshōmaru was there, and would not let her leave.
As she absentmindedly wished once more, that she could have a tail like Sesshōmaru's, so she could cover herself and hide within the fur. Kagome shivered as a cold feeling crawled up her spine before a tingling sensation tickled the base of her spine, a moment later, she felt something soft and furry like pool behind her.
Curious, she looked behind her and saw a black fur like Sesshōmaru's Mokomoko, and her eyes bulged out of their sockets. How had that happened? Not exactly sure how to control the thing, she grabbed it before wrapping it around her body before standing up, behind her mate. How did Sesshōmaru control the thing? Kagome then decided to ask him at a later time, as he was preoccupied at the moment.
When she heard Inuyasha talk to her mate with disrespect, although, that was his custom, she could not help but feel aggravated and defensive of her mate. She watched as he looked at her for a moment before he started to realize something. Her old instincts overtook her when she heard herself growl the incantation in irritation.
"Would you fucking cover yourself, Asshole!" Inuyasha shouted.
Sesshōmaru was silent, almost in thought to his suggestion, but then decided against it. "Perhaps when you learn some manners, half-breed."
"Fuck you asshole!" Inuyasha bellowed angrily. Inuyasha's eyes darted toward the unfamiliar, yet familiar, female who began growling behind his brother. He barely heard her say, "Osuwari shōnen." Just before realization reached the young hanyō, his entire body made a small indent in the path, knocking him unconscious.
Sesshōmaru studied the other female who was blushing almost a crimson color, while she held her hands over the young kit's eyes, who still sat on the monk's shoulder, as she, herself, turned away.
His gaze then fell upon the monk, who seemed to be staring behind him, something keen to eagerness in his eyes, until he was elbowed in the ribs by his female companion. The monk then looked at Sesshōmaru, noticing that his eyes glaring at him, as a vicious growl started to escape his lips, all the while, cracking his knuckles, getting ready to mangle him; at that very moment, Miroku gulped visibly before adverting his gaze away from both him and the female behind him.
A few minutes passed in awkward silence before Inuyasha started to stir, pushing himself off the ground. Inuyasha gaped at the female behind his brother, shaking his head for a moment. As if trying to figure out how she had that command over him. It was just on the tip of his forefront brain, but still, he could not figure it out. Inuyasha growled, "What the fuck was that for, wench?"
Before the young woman could utter another command, and before his brother wrapped his fingers about his neck, something hit Inuyasha, like a ton of bricks. Sure, she looked a little different, but still how could he have not noticed that the female behind his brother was in fact, Kagome? And the clue that made everything tip over, was what he had said to her, as if he had said it to her a million times before, which in fact, he had.
Before Kagome could utter another subjugation command, Sesshōmaru's hand quickly grabbed his neck, his poisonous claw digging into the skin and his toxins seeping into the wounds. Kagome whispered, "Osuwari shōnen." Sesshōmaru had not expected the abrupt weight change in his brother as Inuyasha was being pulled to the ground. However, he quickly recovered and held him by the neck fast, tightening his grip, holding him off the ground. Although, the longer he held Inuyasha from the ground, the heavier he became, making it harder and harder to hold his grasp on the hanyō.
Finally letting go, they all watched as Inuyasha created an even deeper and larger crater in the ground. Once more, Inuyasha was knocked unconscious and some time passed before he could regain his conscious.
The minutes seemed to pass like hours, but finally, Inuyasha started to stand up. He then looked at his brother for a moment, before shouting with disgust, "For fuck sake, Sesshōmaru. Would you fucking put your dick away?" Inuyasha growled in irritation.
"Does my appearance displease you, Otouto-kun?" Sesshōmaru asked, standing tall and proud of his full fledged nakedness, spitting the last term, degrading the implications of them being brothers.
"It is fucking repulsive! I don't want to see your fucking dick hanging out! Especially like that!" Inuyasha pointed toward him, in reference to him being fully erect.
In an instant, Sesshōmaru was close in Inuyasha's face, growling while he spoke, "Then maybe you had better not interrupt me while I and rutting with my mate." Sesshōmaru then grabbed his throat and tossed him toward the opening of the path, at the edge of the tree line.
Inuyasha flipped through the air and landed on his feet, ungracefully, shooting a gaze full of hatred toward Kagome. Inuyasha narrowed his eyes on her before sneering, "Baishunpu."
Kagome stood there, shell shocked, mouth hung open. She knew he was going to take it badly when he finally knew that she had mated his brother, but she never thought that he would actually call her a whore. She wanted to throttle him, but she could not even more. She wanted to turn tail and run, but she could could not do that either. Miroku and Sango were just as shocked, even more so that he had said it about their sweet, albeit not so innocent anymore, Kagome.
Sesshōmaru on the other hand, had expected nothing less, but assumed he had enough sense to not say anything derogatory. In fact, Sesshōmaru looked eerily calm as he walked toward Inuyasha. However, the moment that he had stopped in front of him, Sesshōmaru punched a whole through Inuyasha's chest, lifted him off the ground and spoke. "You have upset my mate, Inuyasha." Sesshōmaru stated before inquiring, "What do you have to say for yourself?" Every last pair of eyes within the area could see Sesshōmaru squeezing and twisting on his innards.
Inuyasha could barely do anything, let alone talk, however, he had managed to get out a "Fuck you."
Sesshōmaru could have retorted back, but instead decided to say nothing at all. Rather than dignifying the hanyō, a corner of his mouth curved into a smile, however, that smile was not one of elation; it was more of enjoyment of watching others suffer in pain and agony. For that moment, the pawn in his sick and perverse game, happened to be his little brother.
Everyone watched as Inuyasha visibly gulped. Sesshōmaru's smirk grew darker and darker before he pulled his facial features back to his usual stoic mask before snapping Inuyasha's neck like a twig. The sound of his bones cracking and splintering resounded around the small area.
Sesshōmaru tossed Inuyasha's lifeless body down the path. "He will need shelter and basic medical needs. Let him rest for one full moon cycle. And get him off my land." Sesshōmaru advised to the two humans standing behind him perplexed in his expressionless tone. He could care less if the hanyō survived or not, but he knew that his mate would blame him for the loss of her friend. When they just stood there, staring at him in complete and utter shock, he growled dangerously, "Now. Before I decide to break every last one of your necks."
Sesshōmaru watched as they fire neko transformed and was assisted in getting the hanyō on her back, before the neko and two humans, along with the small kit left in hast at his threat.
Once they were as far away from them as possible, he glanced toward his mate, wondering where her makeshift attire had come from. He gazed into her eyes from across the trail, at first, there was not enough emotion in there, however, after a moment, he could see the taunting and the desire. Her eyes swirling between her more composed self with the natural primal beast within her.
Sesshōmaru smirked inwardly. So she was still aroused. Good. Because he was no where near done with her. Letting his inner being have control of half their body, closing his eyes, fighting down the urge to transform fully. He tossed his head back before letting out a desire filled howl. His dick pulsed at the ready, at the thrill of what it was about to do.
He looked at his mate once more before smirking momentarily before he opened his eyes and say notice when she gasped when she noticed his eyes swirling between white and crimson, before he intoned very huskily, "Run."
Kagome stood there for a moment, not understanding him. When she seen his eyes completely turn crimson, she took off in the direction they were had been heading in. The memory of how he told her to run continuously playing on a never ending loop inside her mind, sending shivers down her spine, as images and thoughts came into her mind at what her mate was planning on doing to her once he had caught her.
Kagome moved through the trees as if she knew exactly where she was going, carefully paying attention to her footing and watching her step, so as not to trip, and give Sesshōmaru the chance to catch her. But as she realized, he was much faster and a lot stronger than she, so he could capture her at any point in time, if he so chose. There were a few times where she thought he had caught her, but he had always seemed to pull back. As if he wanted her to keep going, to continue the thrill of the chase.
As she continued to maneuver around the trees standing or otherwise fallen and any other foliage, Kagome sniffed the air around her, maybe to see if she could catch his scent to pinpoint where he was. Instead however, she had scented the allure of water and soon enough she could not only smell and hear it, she could also see it just up ahead, and it was a large body of water.
Soon though, Kagome realized that it was a waterfall. At that moment, instinct were keeping her on her feet and moving along with the adrenaline in her system as she followed what her mind was telling her to do, and not thinking before hand. She stopped at the edge of the cliff, with the water pouring over the side, and glanced over her shoulder. He was far enough away, but if she waited too much longer he would catch her in an instant.
She unraveled her tail from her body, heart thundering in her chest, she turned around, to show her mate one last glace at her body before turning about-face, crouching and leapt off the cliff into the unknowns below. As she plummeted to the water below, she could not help but turn around and look back up at the edge of the cliff where she had just been a moment ago. A smile crept to her face as she seen his beautiful face peer down at her over the edge before he then too, jumped over the edge. Just before she hit the surface, she arched her body into a diving position and hit the water perfectly, thanking the kami that she had not done a belly flop of a back flop.
Turning in the water almost effortlessly, Kagome surfaced once more, some distance away from where she had landed in the water. Her heart continued to thud in her chest as she reached the small alcove behind the waterfall and waited for Sesshōmaru to find her, if he even could. Moments later, she heard a large splash, she then knew that her mate had made it to the water.
She put her hand over her heart and felt it thumping against her hand as she waited to see what would happen next. She watched as Sesshōmaru looked around, sniffing the air to see if she had left the area, but realizing that he had lost her scent in the water. She could not help the smirk that formed on her lips as she watched her mate. She watched as he turned in the water a few times before letting out a fierce roar that could have rivaled that of a male lion’s. He closed his eyes and waited, searching out her aura.
Snapping his eyes open, he turned toward her and started wading through the water to get to her. When he reached the entrance to the alcove, Kagome slipped into he water as silently as she could, swimming past him, under the water, and made her way toward a large boulder. Sitting upon the boulder, Kagome watched with mirth as Sesshōmaru emerged from the alcove; all the while growling at her.
“Are we not playing a game of cat and mouse?”
“I am not familiar with this phrase.” Sesshōmaru growled, displeased.
“Predator and prey? You being the predator, me being the prey.” She paused a moment, then added, “Thrill of the hunt?”
Sesshōmaru pounced on her, pinning her to the boulder. “Is that what we were doing?” he intoned dangerously; all the while enjoying it
“Weren’t we?” Kagome inquired innocently.
“In a way, however, This One really was not trying.” He mused, leaning into her. “Do you wish to make this serious?”
Kagome gulped. He had been holding back before? Of course he was. How was she supposed to keep ahead of him if he wished to make it serious game.”Maybe later, I’m tired. I feel like I’ve been running around in circles for the last six hours.”
“I am not familiar with term of measurement. What is it?”
‘Shit. Now what am I supposed to tell him?’ She thought for a moment before replying, “It is about a quarter of a day gone. Lets say, from the time you wake in the morning to the mid-day meal. That would probably be more than six hours, but in a sense, it is a long time.”
Sesshōmaru nodded his head in acknowledgment. “Well, you have been running up and down my territory but not in the direction I would like to be going.”
Kagome leaned up toward her mate, giving him a small yet loving lick on the underside of his jaw before nipping gently. Sesshōmaru stilled for a moment. “Anata,” Kagome purred, “release me, this boulder is rather uncomfortable.”
Sesshōmaru did not move for a few moments but eventually moved away and watched as she sat up. He stretched out his hand, before she placed her hand in his and helped herself up, thankful for his hand. Once she was on her feet, he pulled her flush against his body before wrapping one hand around her, slapping her ass, while at the same time, holding his hand against the spot where his hand connected. He reveled in the sound that escaped her lips as he has abused her flesh, letting out an arrogant snort as he pressed two fingers against her inner lips; loving the sound of her whimpers and moans.
He felt when Mokomoko entwined with her tail, and then he dug his clawed fingers into her tail, at the base. The intimate contact sending shivers up her spine. “How did you get your tail to grow like this?” Sesshōmaru questioned, generally curious.
Kagome peered at him and replied with a straight face, “Magic.” Sesshōmaru gave her a look that made her want to burst out laughing. “No really, I do not know how it happened. I just had wished I had a tail like yours so I could shield myself.”
“Do you not trust me to protect you?” Sesshōmaru asked, cocking his head a fraction.
Reaching up, Kagome cupped his cheek and smiled. “Of course. I would never make you think that you cannot protect me. But while you were dealing with Inuyasha, I felt exposed, and wanted to cover myself from any prying eyes. You are my mate, Sesshōmaru, I have the utmost trust and faith in you to protect me. Please, never forget that.” Kagome’s face softened as she watched him relax into her palm slightly.
She was feeling a little audacious, placing her hands on his chest, she pushed him away and continued their game of predator and prey as she ran for the thick forest; Sesshōmaru right on her heels.
She dared not to look behind her, she knew that if she wanted to stay ahead of her predator, she need not worry about where he was, and focus on where she was going, what her next move was going to be and if the situation deemed, where she was going to hide from him.
Sometime later, after more running and evading, Kagome noticed a light up ahead. Smiling to herself as a thought came to her, she burst through the trees, jumped off a cliff, much higher than the previous, and in an instant, transformed into her beast right before she landed with a thud and hid herself under the cliff.
Moments before Sesshōmaru broke free of the tree line, he felt the ground shake below his feet. For a moment he thought it was an earthquake, but waited a moment at realized that it was not so. Stopping at the edge of the cliff, he surveyed his surroundings, wondering which direction his evading mate went in. Standing a moment, he sniffed the air and realized that she was still close by. Gazing down, he had noticed a small wisp of raven colored hair, Sesshōmaru snorted, with a hint of a smirk as he backed up toward the tree line before running at full speed and jumping off the cliff into the air before flipping and faced her; and like her, transformed mid-air, landing with a thud behind her.
He could not help the rumble in his chest as she was baring her backside to him. When he had landed, she slowly looked at him with a dog like smirk on her muzzle. Sesshōmaru howled into the sky once he caught her.
As he was howling his small victory, Kagome slipped by him and started running again, the moment that he noticed, Sesshōmaru let out a vicious growl and continued their chase.
Later that evening, after that had stopped for a time to eat their evening meal, consisting of wild bore, they left almost nothing, before continuing their game. Kagome noticed that the sun was setting in the sky, painting everything in a wonderful ember hue. She lifted her nose, as she deliberately stayed ahead of Sesshōmaru, and scented the air. Nearby was a body of water, changing directions only in the slightest, she ran toward the water, soon to hear it rushing over a cliff and into the abyss below it.
Slowly climbing down the steep rocky incline, Kagome noticed that Sesshōmaru was right behind her. Once at the bottom, Kagome also observed that there was a stone pathway across the base of the waterfall. Standing at the base of the waterfall, Kagome turned around and watched as her mate took the last few steps down the flattening rocky incline and stopped a short distance away from her.
After a few moments, Sesshōmaru stalked toward her slowly, but before he came too close, she backed away once more. Playfully eluding him and turned to saunter around the cascading water. He followed her and her frolicsome behavior, their noses almost touched for a few moments under the water before she once again pulled away from him.
They both made circles around each other in the brief pauses of the cascading water, before moving to two flattened rocks away from the falling water, facing one another. Sesshōmaru watched as Kagome crouched down and started lapping at the water; ever so elegantly. A moment later, he decided to do the same, his crimson eyes never leaving her form.
From her crouched position, Kagome stopped taking her fill of water for a moment, licked her lips and then lifted her head only a fraction, her crimson eyes peering at Sesshōmaru for a moment. She briefly wondered what he could have been thinking. She watched as he stood to his full height as he returned her gaze. He continued his gaze as it seemed after a few moments that she was looking beyond him, he cocked his head to the side, as dogs do, and watched her walk right past him. Their gazing contest continued as she walked passed him, a look on her muzzle as if she were smirking.
Curious as to what she had seen behind him, he started to turn, he head still cocked while he also had a raised eyebrow as she came running back toward him, a large thick tree vine in her mouth. Kagome jumped off the rock, still holding onto the vine, before letting go as she was over the water.
Moving closer to the edge, to peer into the water, watching and waiting for her to resurface. He noticed all to late that she had swam under the water over to her before jumping out of the water, wrapping her arms around his shoulder blades and pulling him into the water. Moments later, Sesshōmaru pulls himself out of the water, gasping for air; he wasn't in the mood for swimming, and now he smelled of a wet dog.
Moments pass, as he sat there, gasping for air, that Kagome was pulling herself back up onto the rock. Slowly he turned his head toward her, a smirk on his muzzle, as he seen his mate soaking wet, fur covering every bit of her face, she smiled at him. At that moment he pushed her back into the water, he walked away, before shaking all the water from his fur. He watched from a distance, as she slowly pulled herself out of the water, watching as she stood there, and mirrored his actions from a few moments before.
Kagome let out a few excited yips as she lowered her front half to the ground, wagging her tail and watching him excitedly. Sesshōmaru snorted before turning and walking away, still so eager to play their game.
Sesshōmaru slowed his pace as they entered a large clearing, Kagome noticed this and decided to tackle him. She gripped his ear playfully with her teeth before he rolled them over and pinned her to the ground. He grinned down at her triumphantly. Moving off her, he let her get up before he let out a deep growl, telling her to run.
Turning tail and running, Kagome frantically ran from her mate, who was hot on her trail. Kagome ran down a hill, trees and other foliage surrounding them, at the bottom, she jumped up on her hind legs, facing Sesshōmaru, while he did the same, they both jumped around for a moment before wrapping their arms around each other and hugging.
Kagome was on her hind legs, as Sesshōmaru was on his haunches, when he pushed up, she lost her balance before tripping over the grassy incline, taking him with her. They tumbled and flipped and tumbled some more. They broke a part for a moment near the bottom, where she landed on her back on a soft patch of grass, a moment later, he landed on top of her. They lay there for a few moments, laughing in their minds, while the fallen leaved settle on the ground.
Sesshōmaru leaned off her, a smile on both their faces. Kagome stopped, with her right paw, pulled his face closer as she leaned up and licked his amused face. Shocked, he did not know what to do, he gazed at her as she laid back against the grass, a smile on her muzzle and in her eyes. A moment passed before he closed his mouth and smiled at her.
They stayed like that for a few minutes before he eventually let her get up. Sitting back on his haunches, Sesshōmaru watched as she closed the distance between then, before she started nuzzling his neck, which he soon returned the gesture.

— o0o —

He held himself there for a few moments, listening to her breath hitch, which turned into a slow pleasured whimper. As he started moving inside her, she instinctively moved her hips against him, creating a wonderful friction. Sesshōmaru wrapped his arms under her legs, grasping either of his elbows, to hold her in place as he began a slow torturous pace.
Breathing out an agitated sigh, Kagome bucked her his against his, which only made Sesshōmaru chuckle darkly. "So impatient, mate."
She growled in reply, as that was all she could really do, as any and all words seemed to get stuck in her throat.
Sesshōmaru continued his slow torturous pace until he felt her walls contract around his throbbing member; he realized a little displease, that as she climaxed around him, her climax seemed to trigger his own release. He pounded into her core as her walls milked his member, leaning over her stiffened body and sank his fangs within the juncture of her neck; suckling on the sweet lifeblood of his mate.
Her mate growled softly against her neck as her body stopped convulsing and as her walls milked his semi-hark cock, sending a shiver down her spine. Slowly he pulled away from her neck, lapping at the small rivelets of blood slipped down her chest.
"Anata," Kagome called, her voice just above a whisper.
"Hn." Was her only response.
"I wish to stand."
Sesshōmaru looked at her for a moment, before realizing that his mate had a point, they had to go back to the Western Palace. The sooner, the better, he thought devilishly. However, instantly dislodged all thought relevant to her splaied out under him, as they had wasted enought time.

— o0o —

The Seibu Tsuki jō was just ahead, just beyond the tree-lined forest that was coming to an end. Sesshōmaru stopped his mate just before they broke the tree-line. "While I prefer that you are in this state, however, as an inu and a king, my possessive nature simply will not allow that you be seen in this state by anyone but myself." Sesshōmaru intoned.
Kagome wrapped her tail around her, in an effort to conceal her body from any and all that would look upon her. Once she was done, she felt like she was wearing a furry haulter mini-dress, and on this particularly unseasonably hot day, it was not the greatest idea. However, it was all she had to cover herself; since a certain silver-haired mate decided to stred all her clothing to where it was not useable.
She looked at him in a questioning gaze, asking him if it was to his satisfation. Unforunately not, but, it was the only thing that could conceal her. They walked out of the forest and toward his home, that was now theirs, and then a past memory was brought to his attention. A concealment spell would work. Sesshōmaru stopped her for a moment; uttering long forgotten words as the concealment spell started to take root.
Once it was finished, to looked at her in mild contentment, survaying his thrown together work, and deemed it approperate. She now look as if she were wearing a full twelve layer jūnihitoe, fitting her station of head Alpha Bitch. Soon after, they started on their way once more. Sesshōmaru was aware of all the stares that they were getting from all the servants and sholiders as they passed. Sesshōmaru pushed Kagome behind him and wrapped Mokomoko around her to hold her tight against him from prying eyes.
All the while, he could hear various servants and other members of his court announcing his return. He noticed that Rin was flying down the stairs to hug his legs as she did every time he had left her and he returned.
"Sesshōmaru-sama!" Rin cried happily as she hit the bottom step only to stop. "Sesshōmaru-sama, why are you naked?"
"Rin, go to your room, and get ready for bed." Sesshōmaru ordered in a gentle fatherly tone.
"But—"
"Rin." Sesshōmaru said once more, his fatherly tone more stern. "It is nearing bed time." He watched as the little girl pout before turning and slowly going up the stairs. "I will be in momentarily to say good night."
"Hai," Rin moaped, stretching out the sylobles.
"Sesshōmaru-sama!" A few servants called in different directions.
Sesshōmaru sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I am very tired from my travels, is there any thing that needs my immediate attention?" Every servant that had called his attention to them seemed to say the same thing, everything could wait. "My mate and I are not to be disturbed until tomorrow afternoon, at the earilest."
Sesshōmaru walked up the stairs, Kagome right behind him.

— o0o —

The days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, and the months turned into seasons, Sesshōmaru and Kagome continued to rut, when he went out on patrol, to the point were they had desecrated many areas around the countryside; possibly destroying half of many forests. It was not until after many seasons that she realized she was carrying; and as such, her libido increased tenfold.
At one point, they had split up once more, before she had realized she was pregnant, and had been looking for her mate for some time, as the last time she had been with him was a week prior, and she did not know how much longer she was going to hold out. Just as she was about to give up ever finding him to sate her desires, she had sensed him in the area. Kagome became so excited that she let her beast have control and she transformed into her true being; a monsterous dog, one hundred and eighty eight feet shorter than Sesshōmaru’s five hundred and forty one foot full height; standing in at three hundred and fifty three feet.

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Sesshōmaru doesn’t know why he continuously tortures himself like he does, but every time he leaves his mate, it is like he is leaving a piece of him with her. The last time had been about seven suns and moons since he last seen his mate, and Sesshōmaru dared to say that he he missed his mate and her antics. He had been in negociations for nearly the same amount of time with the Lord of the Eastern Lands when he sensed her within the area. He could tell that his beast was eager to search out their mate but he, the rationale side, needed to tend to his current business before hand, lest he wants to start a war.
When her presence presisted, he had excused himself from the meeting, saying, "It seems that this Sesshōmaru has an urgent matter to attend, if you will excuse this one for a few moments, the Sesshōmaru will be right with you." Sesshōmaru stood and exited the room, before turning toward the direction of his mate, while at the same time, heard the Eastern Lord ask what was more important than their negociations. He made a series of growls and yips to tell her that she has been a bad mate and that he would deal with her when he was done with his business.
As he turned to return back to his meeting, he heard her whimper, much like a child, asking him to stay with her.
"I will deal with you when I have finished with the business at hand, now, leave."
Sesshōmaru watched as she lay down and put her head upon her paws and gave another little whimper, saying she was sorry. Her eyes were much like his, crimson in color with blue irises, and her fur was much like his also, although her fur was black in color and flowed freely on the wind; also, in her true form, she also wore his markings.
Sesshōmaru turned on his heel once more before growling his order, "Stay there, like the good little bitch you are."
As he sat back down in his seat in the meeting, his mate's scent finally caught up with him and lingered in his nose; however, there was something strange about her scent. Her scent was normal; jasmine and mint mixed with a hint of vanilla, but there was something else lingering within her scent. He put the matter of her scent to the side and concentrated on his negociations.
It seemed like it took forever for the meeting to end, and even then, they have not come to a middle ground. He guess the talks of peace between the two lands would continue tomorrow.
He could still sense Kagome in the area, and he wanted to go to her, if not, to figure out the elusive scent and maybe even rut with her once more.
He walked out to her, and watched as her head shot off her paws as he approached. He would have figured that she would have reverted back to her humanoid form, but she had not. He wanted to have the negociations over so that he may return home and fuck the shit out of his mate, but alas, it is not to be. Instead, he decided to take flight for a while, as it was a nice night, to try and clear his head, and to get his bitch into a clearing. He formed his orb and started in no direction in particular; he went a short distance before he was kocked from the sky.
After the dust settled from his imacting with the earth, Sesshōmaru was pissed. Eyes red, acid dripping from his fingertips, he looked up at his bitch, who had yet to change into her human form. She was leaning down on her front paws, her ass in the air, her tail, normally hanging freely, now was flopped over her back, baring her self to the world. She gave him a little excited yip.
Anger seeping through him, in a fit of rage at his mate, he instantly transformed, his true form towering over her, he growled at her and bared his teeth. He watched as submitted to him, but also as her butt swayed from side to side a few times before her excited yip came once more.
Kagome turned her behind to Sesshōmaru. He leaned and sniffed at her behind, marveling in her sweet scent. Then the eariler puzzlement came bounding back into the forefront part of brain. The beast mounted its bitch and prepared to enter her body, when the rationale swung its head and took control of their body. However, before he transformed back, he gripped the back of her neck with his teeth, and begun to bring her to the ground, slowly, on her side.
When the scent that had gotten his attention previously reared back to him, it took a moment before he realized what the scent meant. As realization dawned on him, he let go of her, snorted his distaste and then turned back to into his human form. He heard a series of yips, growls and whimpers coming from his mate before looking at her. "I will not do as you ask. Not until you are unpupped and healed."
Kagome let out another whimper.
Eyes instantly red, Sesshōmaru growled viciously at his bitch, "I am your alpha; therefore, you do not question me. Ever. Do I make myself clear?"
Kagome sat there for a few moments, glaring at him before reverting back to her human form and stomped away. She stomped past him, growling unintelligibly, when she reached the tree-line into the forest, Kagome growled out, "Fine. Then I shall find someone that will sate my desire. But you know, it is only you who could ever truly sate this one's desires!" And with that, she disappeared into the forest.
Sesshōmaru stood still, stupefied, unable to move, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened. He hated to admit to himself but it took him a minute to understand what she had meant by what she had said, but once it registered in his brain, he raced after her. When he caught up to her, she was still running from him; she had burst through the tree-line into a large body of water. To where he had gripped her, once he had a hold of her, and tossed her into the deep lake. Off in the near distance, was a waterfall that provided the lake with it's water.
Sesshōmaru landed effortlessly on a boulder that sat on the bank of the lake, and waited for his mate to resurface. When she did not in a timely manner, he became worried that he had unintentionally wounded her, and she was now unconscious. He then dove in after her, armor and all, to search for his mate. His chest plate was weighing him down greatly, but he was determined to find her. When he came up, he had still not found her, taking a deep breath, he lunded back down into thr water to search for her once more. Sesshōmaru repeated this a few times before getting out of the water and stripping to nothing, then dove back into the water.
Little did Sesshōmaru know that there was a pair of golden ember eyes flecked with crimson, watching him, angrily from a nearby tree.
She slithered back into the water and waited. She watched as he resurfaced again, and walked onto the bank and heard him growl, "Kagome! Damn it, Bitch! Where did you get off to?"
Kagome slowly emerged from the water, like a Japanese Aphrodite; his back was turned to her, so he could not see her. He mught have not been paying attention to his surroundings, but then, she was also hiding her scent and aura. She noticed when he sniffed the air, to see if she had left the area. When he could not tell, he let out a deathly threatening snarl. She could see the body heat radiating off his back as he stood in the cold air. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, her hands instantly finding his limp member and started stroking him.
Sneering, he gripped her by the wrists and pulled her to the front of him, where he proceeded to wrap his fingers around her slender neck and lift her off the ground, slightly. "Listen here, and listen well, Bitch, you are mine, and you are not to let another male touch you. The only male allowed to touch what is mine is me; is this understood?"
"I would not have to seek the attentions of another, if you would simply do your job as a mate."
"My job as a mate is to provide for you and our unborn pup, and to protect you with my life." Sesshōmaru growled at her. "I will not simply give you what you want when you are pupped with my heir. I will have no harm come to this pup."
"Where I come from it is expected, and even at times, demanded or even commanded. I have even overheard other mated females saying that is more enjoyable when she is pupped. No harm will come to this pup, this I can guarantee."
He snarled at her as he set her down on her feet. "What makes you so sure nothing will harm my heir?"
"Do you trust me?" Kagome asked cincerly.
"I trust no one." Sesshōmaru stated in a matter of fact tone.
"Then you leave me with no choice." Kagome growled threateningly at him, sounding exactly like he does when he growls, while at the same time, grabbing his limp member and digging her claws into it; drawing out a delicious snarling hiss from his lips. "Trust me when I say if you do not give me what I ask, I will find another, a better male, and screw his brains out. And believe me when I say this," She emphasied with a tightening of her grip around his flacid cock, all the while digging her claws further into him. "if that does comes to pass, you had better not lay a hand on said male, because in all honesty, it will be no one's fault but your own. And I will defend said male because of your own stupedity." She ended with one final squeeze of his semi-hard cock before letting go; smiling inwardly.
He let out the most vicious sounding snarl that she has ever heard him use as he pulled her against his tall muscular frame and captureing her mouth with his. A moment or two passes before he growled at her once more. "You dare insult me by calling this one stupid?"
"No, I did not call you stupid." Kagome thought about it, and in way she had called him stupid, but she was not referring to him, just his actions, or the lack thereof.
After a moment, he possessed her mouth once more, soon she noticed that his growl was vicious and yet also possessive and even a little primitive. She felt his erection throbbing between their bodies; she moaned into his mouth. Pushing herself away from the taste of his mouth, as she lead a trail of kisses down his body, ever so slowly, licking and nibbling every so often
Sesshōmaru was purring in contentment as he enjoyed the deliciousness his bitch was bestowing upon his person. He was appreciating the feelings that she was eliciting upon him when, he felt a searing pain shoot through his groin. He roared his pain, and then glared down at his mate who was looking up at him with a smirk on her bloody lips.
She felt as he gripped a fisful of her hair and guided her over his manhood; she took him in deeper as she grazed her teeth over his length. She heard the contented purr like growl once more, as she did so. She was going to make him pay, and run the length of him, her fang still embedded in his skin. She he pulled her away from him, there was blood all around her mouth. "That was for denying me in the first place." Kaogme sneered darkly.
Sesshōmaru bared his teeth at her, giving her a warning of promised punishment.
"Might I return, before you close up completely? I would like to heal you properly."
Sesshōmaru gave a little bark with his growl, promising her proper retailiation had she try to do such acts again.
Kagome lulled out her tongue as she licked his entire length, using her saliva to heal him more quickly. She then returned to her task of pleasuring her mate. She took his member into her mouth once more as her right hand went to tease his sac. She would squeeze them in her hand, as she ran her tognue the length of his swollen cock. She would take his sac into her mouth with her left and and began to stroke him as she lapped at and suckled his balls into her mouth. She listened as his breathing became labored, knowing that he was on the verge of his release. At this point, she sank her fangs into his scrotum and at the same time charged her hand with a little bit of her chakra, sending little bolts of electricity into his cock.
She felt as his memeber throbbed in her hand at the jolt of energy. His body might have liked what she did, but she knew he was pissed.
Kagome was flipped onto her back and her new kimono, although wet, and now dirty from the ground beneath her, was shredded by Sesshōmaru's claws. She let out a delicious moan as she felt his mouth surround her right nipple, he fangs grazing her soft supple skin, at the same time, his tongue hesitantly flicked her pert nipple. While her other breast was getting less of the same treatment, Sesshōmaru gripped her breast, digging his claws into the soft flesh, drawing blood, dripping down her skin in all directions, over her side, down her shoulder, a little even pooled in the valley between her breasts.
Kagome closed her eyes as she arched her back off the ground; pushing more of her breast into his mouth, she let out a hiss as his fangs broke through her skin. Sesshōmaru growled into her breast, telling her to open her eyes, to watch what he was about to do to her. When she had, what he had seen drove his beast wild, demanding to have control to make Kagome their true mate, and to retailiate at her earlier actions.
Sesshōmaru however, did not let his beast have control; he still had plans for their little vixen that they called their bitch and mate. Yes, he had torturous delightful plans for her. Once he switched his attentions from one breast to the other, he gave the other breast, he had given it the same attention he had the previous. Soon, he had given each breast equal attentions, before he positioned himself at her entrance, and ever so slowly pushed the pillowed tip of his dick into her; and then pulled right back out, repeating the action many times.
This continued until she moaned his name out of frustration and with despreation of wants and needs. Even then did he continue his slow torturous manipulations. She let out a loud moan into the night, she pulled her mate to her and licked his neck, prompting him to freeze for a moment before returning to his continuous torture.
Sesshōmaru wanted nothing more than to be buried deep inside his mate right now, but he had to show her that she was not the onty one that could torture with sexual prowess. He noticed when she had reached down to touch herself; he growled at her, but soon realized that he was even more aroused watching her please herself.
When he watched her touch his scrotum, she sent a little bit of her chakra into him, but he barely felt it. However, when she had done it a second time, this time with more power, he felt himself throb, but also, noticed that he almost skipped a beat in his slow torturous pop in pop out. Sesshōmaru knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, but neither was Kagome, so he decided to pull out one last time before ramming his fingers into her, and whipping her; from the inside.
Her cry was delightful. He repeated the action again, her cry turned into a moan that he wanted to hear over and over again. So he continued to thrash his claws inside her, his whip making her buck her hips. As he impaled his fingers into her core, his mouth grasped onto her left breast, he heard her delicious moan as his long slender fingers thrusted repeatedly into her core. Soon he felt her walls convulsing which only made him thrust into her harder, dragging his claws over her inside, letting his whip slash at her insides as she moaned his name while she came.
After his fingers were enclosed within her body, Kagome gripped his throbbing member and began stroking him, eliciting her chakra into her hand, sending him a little purifying power. It was only a metter of moments before he could feel his own release. Kagome had sat up to take his seed inside her mouth, but was a little too slow, as he quirted all over her face and chest.
Kagome stood up, and looked around at all the damage that was done, mostly to her attire, yet again. She picked up the tattered clothing and held them between her thumb and pointer finger. "You know, I'm starting to get really pissed at your destryoing my clothing." She said angrily, glaring at her mate.
"And I have said, you have no use for clothing while in my presence."
Kagome just growled at him, and tried to find a way she could salvage what little cloth could be used.
"I never said I was finished with you, mate." Sesshōmaru growled.
"Too bad. I need new attire, once again. Thanks to you and your efforts to take off my clothing.
"You will come over her and take care of your alpha, bitch."
Kagome reared her head back to Sesshōmaru, eyes glowing crimson, baring her fangs and growled. "I do not like to be given orders. I am sure that you are more than capable of pleasing yourself." Kagome growled menacingly.
Sesshōmaru roared as he pounced on Kagome, and pinned her to the ground. "You are the one that asked for this, do not ask if you are not willing to finish. Now, you will take care of this Sesshōmaru. Now."
"And how will you make me, exactly." Kagome inquired.
"I have my ways, but for now, you will please your Lord.” He said, as he tipped her head up, exposing her neck to him. He leaned further into her and nuzzled her neck; breathing in her scent.
“What makes you think that I will let you have what you want?”
“Have you not heard of ‘Do not start something if you do not intend to finish it’?” asked Sesshōmaru as he licked the juncture of her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He led a trail of open mouthed kisses down her neck over her shoulder to her breasts.
He paid very close attention to each breast, flicking his tongue over her nipples, sucking her breasts into his mouth, nibbling at her supple flesh. Soon he began to explore the rest of her supple skin, giving her sides a few tentative licks before clamping down on her flesh and tearing it off, which would grow back in a matter of moments. Ah, but he had his eye on the prize the entire time.
Sesshōmaru pulled her into his lap as he went back her pleasing her upper body. He sank his teeth where her mark was and moaned at the taste of her blood. Kagome tilted her head back moaning from his fangs piercing her skin; and felt the little rivulets of blood dripping down her chest. Sesshōmaru wrapped his arms under her legs and lifted her and guided her onto his member and pounded into her, all the while drinking from her blood.
Kagome let out a groan as she dug her fingers into his hair and entangled her fingers within it. Sesshōmaru wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer; he took his fangs out of her neck before sinking them into her right breast. Moments later he pulled away, her entire nipple in his mouth. Kagome’s moan mixed in with a scream resounded throughout the entire forest.
Sesshōmaru continued to pound into her heat, even after attacking her left breast, and doing the same that was done to the right. Again, there was another moan mixed in with a scream before she slapped him in his chest, with her purifying powers. Sesshōmaru lay on his back and put his hands on her hips, guiding her roughly against his member.
“Cum with me, my mate.” Sesshōmaru intoned huskily.
Sesshōmaru looked into his mate’s eyes and seen that they had been glazed over, and were a pure white in color. Her beast was in control and wanted to mate with him as true mates. There was no reason why he should not comply with this one request that she had wanted; after refusing her the first time, was a bit of a mistake, but this is where it lead them to.
Sesshōmaru let his beast have control so that their beast could become true mates. Sesshōmaru rolled her onto her back and used the ground as leverage and began to pound into his mate with a furious tempo. Kagome’s cries were short and loud, like she was letting out a longer moan but each thrust that his body made shortened the sound.
The moment that they came together, at the same time, Sesshōmaru bit on her mating mark that he had bestowed upon his mate, and at the same time, she did the same to him. They drank from each other’s blood as their juices mixed inside of their bodies, as they became true mates. Their lives were tied together. One could not live without the other, and in that moment, their bond, unknown to them, grew stronger.
When Sesshōmaru thrusted into her for the last time, he held himself deep inside her as he could shoot his seed into her, her hands were tangled in his hair; and in an uncontrollable moment, Kagome shot some of her chakra out of her hands, unfortunately, Sesshōmaru’s hair received all of the damage. When he leaned over her to look at his beautiful mate, she stared at him, eyes bulging out of her head and she bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing.
However, she could not contain herself as she burst out laughing.
“I’m sorry mate, but you…your hair….is…are you sure that you are not part poodle?” Kagome asked in a fit of giggles and snorts.
Sesshōmaru glared down at her. “What did you do to this one?”
“I didn’t do it….purposely…”
Sesshōmaru stood and went over to the water, where in his reflection, normally his perfectly straight hair was poofed out like a poodle. Sesshōmaru turned to his mate, and yelled; “MATE!”
It was then that Kagome decided to dash into the forest giggling as she went, to try to keep away from her furious mate.
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End Author’s Note: Before this thing comes to the part that says: THE END; I would like to say a special thanks to Sugar0o, for if not for her, this smut would have not been as long as it is, for her naughty arts gave me inspiration to create more than what was originally intended.
Picture References: (not in any order)
Take
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Tribal
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I do!
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“Cum.” It was an order.
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For bonus points/brownies: Can anyone guess the movie in which the chase scene was from, or if you could name the song. Special points to whoever can name both.
In Japanese culture there is a nice word あなた (anata), which is used by women to address their boyfriends/husbands, which can be translated as "darling".
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