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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Inuyasha_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Rin/Sesshoumaru_(InuYasha)
  Character:
      Rin_(InuYasha), Sesshoumaru_(InuYasha), Kagura_(InuYasha)
  Additional Tags:
      Daddy_Kink, Underage_Sex, Consensual_Underage_Sex, References_to_Sexual
      Assault, References_to_Underage_Rape/Non-con, References_to_Past_Child
      Abuse, References_to_Past_Child_Neglect, Emotional_Hurt/Comfort, Oral
      Sex, Older_Man/Teen_Girl, Minor_Character_Death, Masturbation,
      Interspecies_Sex, Interspecies_Romance, Adoption, Japanese_Mythology_&
      Folklore, Japanese_Character(s), Japanese_Culture, Japan, Fangirl
      Japanese, Alternate_Universe_-_Modern_Setting, School_Uniforms, Business
      Man/School_Girl, May/December
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-06-27 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 11584
****** Something Different ******
by RavynSkye
Summary
     Sesshoumaru ends up with an adopted ward, only a week after his wife
     dies. He never really cared about her, until she was sexually
     assaulted by a group of boys at school. From that day forward, he
     vows to care for her as a proper guardian... Still, he never develops
     a proper father/daughter relationship with her. That comes back to
     bite him as a now teenage Rin has a very obvious crush on him. The
     most disturbing part is... He feels the same way. Tensions boil over
     and when Sesshoumaru takes the high road, the hurt caused by his
     rejection almost destroys his relationship with Rin. Can these two
     come to a mutual understanding before it's too late?
     WARNINGS: SEXUAL ASSAULT OF A CHILD MENTIONED BY NOT DESCRIBED IN
     DETAIL. CONSENSUAL TEENAGE/ADULT SEXUAL AND ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP.
     (RIN IS ACTUALLY OF LEGAL AGE BY JAPANESE STANDARDS, BUT NOT
     AMERICAN.)
***** Chapter 1 *****
She'd come into his life only a week after his 'wife' left it. Killed in a car
crash, Kagura hadn't suffered, and he hadn't cared.
Good riddance.
The fact that his wife had only a week before finalized the adoption of… the
girl… was of little consequence to him. How she'd managed to convince them to
give a human child to two demons he would never have any idea but, there she
was, living in his home.
No matter.
The girl was self-sufficient in ways only and eight year old who'd grown up in
neglectful foster homes could be.
She made her own food, she did her own laundry, and she stayed out of his way,
for the most part. Occasionally she would leave him little 'gifts', drawings of
him and her, flowers she'd gathered from the park, and projects made in art
class.
Hn, odd.
He really had no feelings about her one way or another until…
~*~
The call had interrupted an important meeting, and he'd been annoyed the school
would call him, if the girl had done something wrong, it could surely wait
until he could find the time to come in…
What bother.
But she hadn't done anything wrong. No. She was the victim. Found in a
janitorial closet with three of the sixth grade boys who were forcing her to
perform…oral… services on them.
The rage he was sent into at finding out about her assault was a surprise, even
for him. He'd made the 30 minute drive to the school in only 10, narrowly
avoiding accident after accident weaving dangerously between cars on the
freeway.
When he arrived, she was sitting, quietly. Her head was hung in shame, and she
would NOT look at him. She could tell he was angry, and wrongly assumed it must
be directed at her.
He saw her then, for the first time. His… daughter?
Definitely not…
More like a… a ward. Yes, ward was a good word for it.
He saw the little girl who set her alarm early, just to make his coffee before
work. She was the same small girl who ironed his work clothes without
prompting, who made his dinner, and washed his dishes as if she should have
those responsibilities, being the 'woman' of the house and all.
But why?
He didn't trust himself at that moment to do anything more than kneel before
her, and scoop her up against him. Her legs wrapped around his ribs, sitting on
his forearm for support as he brushed the hair back from her face and let her
see in his eyes that he was not angry at her.
It was as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
He got her out to the car, and set her in the passenger seat, leaning over to
buckle her in.
"Rin forgot her homework." She'd whispered with an unformed question in the
tone.
He bristled, but not at her.
"You will not be returning to that school. You will attend a private all girl's
school from now on."
She'd nodded her thanks.
Had she had to ask?
"Come, you have most certainly earned a day out… a date, if you will. Where
would you like to go? What would you like to do?"
He watched her eyebrows raise, and then furrow, seemingly giving a lot of
thought to his question. That's when he realized, no one had ever asked her
something as simple as where she might like to go before.
How... pathetic…
From that day forward, each day, a little more, his heart warmed for this girl.
His Rin.
~*~ 7 years later ~*~
A flash of plaid flew into his lap and shoved a test score in his face.
"Perfect as usual I see. Very nice, Rin." He praised. He could not help but
feel the pride well up in his chest at seeing yet another perfect test score.
His girl was simply amazing; even he had not done so well in school.
She giggled and squirmed a little on his lap, settling down to get more
comfortable, by putting her legs through the gaps between the arm rests and the
seat of his ergonomic office chair.
"Nice enough to earn a 'date' with my handsome guardian?" she teased.
Yes. Over the years she had grown, and he'd always maintained a distance from
her, despite his care for the girl. That distance was coming back to bite him
in the ass, now. It was obvious to anyone that she did not see him as she
should… as a father.
No, and now that she was 15 and raging hormones had taken effect, her 'crush'
on him was obvious.
The most disturbing part of the whole thing was… he felt the same way.
He knew he shouldn't, that it was sick, and that it was wrong. But late at
night, when his demonic ears picked up the sounds of her moaning and the scent
of her explorations with her own body, his cock became so rigid with need that
he found himself pumping and squeezing and fisting his hands around himself,
desperate for release, if only so he could avoid the pain of denial.
Rin.
Gods, when he could hear her moaning his name he wanted to barrel right through
the thin wall that separated them and hold her down, showing her all the ways
he could force his name from her lips.
The hard and fast ways, the slow and gentle ways, the lustful ways… The loving
ways… The dominant ways, the submissive ways, and the way he wanted to make her
toes curl as he buried his face in the sweet smell of her virgin sex, licking
and sucking and lapping… Gorging himself on her essence.
He truly was depraved... 
~*~
"Yes, Rin… We will go out to celebrate. Where would you like to go?" He gave in
so easily to her…
He who was known as a ruthless, heartless and unmovable mountain in the board
room was so wrapped around the finger of his teenaged 'ward' that he could not
seek to deny her… Anything.
"Maybe we could just get movies and take-out this time?" She asked, cocking her
head to side and settling more firmly onto his lap, as his arms wrapped around
her with his elbows resting on the flare of her well-defined for her age hips.
The thought of sitting on the couch curled up with him while watching scary
movies in the dark was a delicious thought, and Rin hoped that she might
someday summon the courage to make a 'move' on him when presented with such a
situation…
Sesshomaru scented a flare in her arousal when she thought about her own
suggestion and his arms tightened unconsciously and infintessimally around her
waist – drawing her in closer.
Her thighs squeezed in return and she rocked her hips forward and…
Damn it!
The warm weight on his lap, the scent of her attraction to him, the way her
face turned rosy whenever she looked at him…
He was hardening beneath her, and this time, he was sure she must have felt it,
judging by her gasp, the way she buried her face in the crook between his neck
and shoulder and how she tried to press against him more fully, without making
it obvious what she was doing.
But it was obvious…
He drew his hands back from clasping themselves at the small of her back and
instead he rested them at the junction of her upper thighs, just below her rear
end. His long fingers wrapped around her slim but shapely thighs and delved a
little deeper than perhaps they should have… But…
Rin pressed back into his fingers, but doing so left the front of her aching
for the warm hardness that had been so nicely pressing into her tingling
pleasure bud. Not able to decide on which stimulation her body craved more, the
young girl rocked back and forth ever so slightly in his lap.
"Rrrrrriiiinnn" He growled out, as his erection began to tighten in his slacks,
becoming uncomfortable.
She pressed against him hard and whimpered in embarrassment at what she mistook
for rejection, despite his body's undeniable evidence of his arousal.
The girl ceased her movements and buried her face in the crook of neck. Now she
scented of embarrassment, shame, and sadness. Her whole body began to shake,
and there was even a subtle hint of fear lacing the undercurrent of her scent.
This would not do… Rin should not fear him… Not ever.
He slid his hands down over her plaid skirt, until he reached the hem of the
school uniform.
Slipping his fingers beneath it, he grasped her firm thighs and slid his hands
back to their previous position, bunching the material as his hands traveled
almost to the roundness of her posterior, the hem of her panties brushed
against his index finger and the tip of his middle finger strayed until he
could feel the liquid heat that he was scenting, was also soaking the thin
fabric.
He groaned.
It was too much!
He'd been without a woman for more than 7 years now… And Rin was so beautiful,
and obviously wanted him so badly…
He realized with a start that he'd been waiting for her… Waiting until she was
old enough… Fifteen was indeed the age of consent in his prefecture and
district.
He began to make minute movements with the tip of his middle finger, tracing
the thin line of the division of her nether lips up and down.
"What is it you desire from me, Rin?" He purred in a tone turned husky with his
own unspoken but barely contained lust and… love.
Love…
He'd never felt such a thing before… He was sure of it. Not for his highschool
girlfriend, Sara, and not for his late wife Kagura… Both had been merely a
means to an end… A way to satisfy his physical needs… And both knew it.
But with Rin it was so much deeper… So much… More.
He wanted to hold her… Please her… Guide her in the ways of pleasure
and never, never did he want any other to touch her.
"Um… Don't make me say it!" She whined against his neck, resuming the rocking
of her hips against him, "It's… It's emabarrasing!"
He ran his hands up to finally grasp her firm round posterior, and shove her
into his obvious and aching erection, straining against the fabric of his black
khakis.
"Is this what you want, Rin?" He needed to hear her say it, despite the fact
that it was more than obvious to his nose that she did indeed want him
sexually, "For me to become more than simply a guardian to you? To become my
koibito?"
Rin's cheeks flamed, and she nuzzled more deeply against his neck, feeling her
chin rest in the dip of his collar bone, and whispering against the skin of his
neck, making certain he could feel her lips moving over him, "Yes… Please!"
He toyed with the edge of her damped panties, feeling the moisture and heat on
the tip of his finger and slipping the edge of his finger just against the skin
of the outer lips of her sex – brushing the sparse hair found there lightly
back and forth in a ghost of a caress that made her small frame shiver and
shake in the strong embrace of his well muscled arms.
He let a sigh escape him, and finally admitted, "I can deny you nothing, Rin…
Nor would I want to."
He pulled her close to him once more and stood with her still clinging to him,
much like she had as a child.
He supported her weight easily by gripping her buttocks and carried her into
his bedroom. Somehow it seemed wrong  to go to her room – with the pink sheets,
hello kitty plushies and posters of J-Rockers on the walls.
He entered the room and closed the door with his heel, flicking the light
switch on the wall that lit his bedside table lamp and sat her down on the edge
of his large bed before he knelt in front of his precious girl – the one who
gave his life meaning beyond the boardroom.
Each of her knee-socks was removed by his skilled hands and he took the time to
take each tiny foot in his large hands and massage for a moment before
repeating the action on her calves, kissing her knees and trailing his way up
her thighs to the edge of her skirt hem.
"Sesshoumaru-sama!" Rin cried out and he looked up into her almond shaped dark
eyes, made even darker by desire, but wide with virgin anxiety.
He had best take this… slowly.
Sesshoumaru loosed his tie, and pulled it over his neck, casually tossing it
aside before unfastening all the buttons on his dress shirt and pulling the
garment open and over his shoulders while Rin watched in silent awe.
She'd seen him without a shirt on, of course… Many times… But never when she
knew he was about to press that toned chest to her body, and she was going to
be able to feel every inch of his pale skin against her own only slightly
darker complexion.
Rin reached her hand out, but hesitated… She tried to pull it back, but he
clasped it in his own. He brought her captured hand to his cheek and nuzzled
into her palm before turning to kiss the inside of her wrist, and feel the
captive hummingbird of her racing pulse dance beneath his lips. "Touch me…" He
murmured, before moving up to kiss along the underside of her forearm, shifting
his weight forward and watching as she scooted backwards on the bed to allow
him room to crawl up and over her body, to trap it between the mattress and his
own.
He continued to hover over her on all fours, his knees on either side of her
hips and each hand pressing into the mattress above her shoulder blades, caging
her in, her tiny (even by human standards) body comfortably trapped by his long
lean frame.
For a moment his hooded golden eyes studied her small frame, lying under him,
completely relaxed… Such perfect trust and adoration reflected back at him from
the fathomless depths of her deep brown eyes.
He shifted his weight to a single hand, and brought the other off of the
mattress to brush her bangs back from her face. "My little girl," he murmured
reverently, before dropping his head to press his lips to her forehead, "You
are," he moved to peck her nose affectionately, "so beautiful…" He trailed off
as he finally leaned down and claimed her mouth with his own.
The girl has never kissed another to his knowledge, and she was clumsy to
respond to his advances… But she was responding… eagerly.
He used his hand at her cheek to guide her head to tilt, and ran his tongue
over her lips as chills ran over his body, even as he was sure that the fire in
his veins was going to make him spontaneously combust.
He gave a low growl, and pushed his tongue past her lips, and when Rin gasped
with surprise at his sudden roughness he took full advantage.
Gods… This girl… This young, naïve, virgin girl was getting him more worked up
than either of his previous lovers ever had, combined… With nothing but a
simple kiss.
Adrenaline crashed through his veins as he took in the taste of her mouth, and
when she pressed back and her tongue met his in this intimate dance at the
exact moment Rin reached up and wound her arms around his neck and pulled him
down to her.
"Ummm," Rin moaned and his hips pressed down, forcing the young girl to spread
her legs as he settled in between.
The aching throb of his groin was an uncomfortable pressure and he sought to
relieve it by grinding against the girl below her.
Rin's face was bright red, as he curled his spine and buried his face into her
neck and pressed against her roughly.
It was all happening so fast…
He was growling and sniffing her rapidly and her head was swimming. He wasn't
close enough, that hot hardness wasn't pressing down enough!
Suddenly Rin allowed her legs to fall open, bent her knees to meet his armpits
and shoved her hips upwards, trying to increase the contact, but her skirt was
in the way.
"I'm… Too… Hot…" She complained in huffing pants with shortened breath.
His hand was up in an instant and he was using elongated claws to rip her
clothing away. In his haste he scratched her shoulder and three thin lines of
blood welled up, but she was so distracted that she barely noticed.
Until he pulled back.
She watched as his golden eyes stared intently at the wound he'd inflicted and
the scent of her blood invaded his flared nostrils. The whites of his eyes
filled with red and his golden honey changed to an eerie turquoise…
She noticed a fang hanging over his lower lip and for a moment, she was truly
frightened. She had never seen him look like this unless he was… angry.
Rin froze beneath him and suddenly the acrid odor of fear invaded reached his
lust-crazed mind.
With a shudder he leashed the demon clawing it's way to the surface, and forced
his eyes back to their neutral gold color.
With a gentle hand he removed the ruined fabric from her shoulder and gave her
a look that could only be interpreted as 'apologetic'.
"Rin…"
For a moment there was disappointment. He'd… He'd stopped.
Was he going to change his mind? If he did… How would they ever be able to go
back to just 'ward' and 'guardian'? How could she live each day with the shame
of facing him, when he knew how she felt about him?
Rin turned her head to the side, and closed her eyes… she didn't realize that
it was exactly the signal needed for her to show forgiveness… and submission.
Suddenly her breath hitched once more as she felt something warm and wet
lapping at her wounded shoulder, and when the small droplets of blood were
cleaned, his mouth moving up across her collar bone and nibbling on her neck.
Again she sighed and relaxed, until the pleasant tingles came back and when his
lips were nibbling her ear lobe, she heard his deep rich voice once more,
"That will not happen again." He promised, and that was all she needed to hear.
Sesshoumaru never broke his word.
More slowly this time, he raised up and slid her ruined shirt off of her, and
used a single claw to cut the straps and center of her bra. Her breasts fell
sideways as they sprung forth from their support and two light tan nipples were
laid before him.
His hands came to cup and knead them, and his thumbs teased her nipples,
forefinger soon joining to pinch and light pull.
Rin shoved her hips up once again and moaned his name before Sesshoumaru
captured her mouth once more.
Her tongue met his eagerly this time as this 'new' dance became quickly
familiar.
"Sesshoumaru!" She gasped when he disengaged and seemed to slide down her body.
His claws made quick work of her skirt and panties and before Rin could even
understand what was happening, his face was firmly pressed into the seam of her
sex.
"Wha-?" Her questioning his actions was cut off as two thumbs came up and
spread her nether lips. He kissed reverently, and when she dared to raise to
her elbows and look down at his silver head between her legs, he was looking up
at her with hooded eyes. As soon as his tongue flicked across her engorged
pleasure bud though, she flopped down in a boneless heap and decided to let him
do anything he wanted to her…
She could feel his shoulders pressing against her inner thighs, and even when
she felt the familiar aching pressure building in her lower abdomen, she tried
not to squeeze him too hard… Not that she thought she could hurt him or
anything but… What exactly were the correct manners for receiving oral sex from
your legal guardian...?
Soon all thoughts of decorum faded as the winding coiling tightness built and
built and her hands reached down to find his silver head.
Blinding whiteness filled her vision and every muscle tensed, pulling her hips
forward and causing her to shove his head downward and grind against his face
in desperation, "Aaaaaaaaaatsu!" she cried out.
When she fell backwards; breathing hard and shaking head to toe, she felt oddly
cold… Until he was once again covering her. His hand ran up and down her thigh,
squeezing and shoving her against him insistently.
"Rrrrriiinnn…" He growled again, and suddenly she realized what he was waiting
for…
Permission.
"Your… Your pants…" she gasped out.
Sesshoumaru groaned… Her taste and scent was coating his mouth, his tongue, his
nostrils and it was driving him insane. His cock was so hot, so hard, and
he needed her so badly.
His hand brushed against her as he raised his hips, and snuck a single hand
down between their bodies to the belt at his waist. He pulled at the leather
and metal buckle with rough frustrated movements, and when he finally got the
belt unbuckled it had used his last reserve of patience and he simply ripped
his slacks open and made a shredded mess of his black boxier briefs.
The relief of freeing himself from his boxer briefs was nowhere near enough and
the pain of his engorged sex throbbing against the warmth of her inner thigh
was just… torture.
She could feel it… So much hotter now and twitching and leaking something warm
and sticky on her thigh… Ohhhh, gods… Was she really going to do this?
What if she got pregnant?
"We need… We need a… a condom." Rin finally was able to insist on using birth
control, because the thought of a baby was just too terrifying to contemplate,
and despite how common they were, she didn't want to have an abortion.
Fuck.
Of course… How could he have been so stupid? It's not as if he had any condoms
in the house… and Rin was not on any form of birth control… And these days it
was not acceptable for a fifteen year old to become pregnant… And then of
course it's not as if he could deny paternity (not that he would) when an
inuhanyou was birthed by his very human ward.
He groaned in disappointment.
"I don't have… have any…" He strained.
Disappointment warred with happiness at the evidence that her Sesshoumaru was
unprepared for spontaneous sexual relations. She'd always suspected… As he'd
never had a girlfriend or lover while she'd known him… But then again, there
was always Shibuya, though prostitutes didn't seem his style.
He pulled himself off of her through a show of sheer will and flopped on his
back, willing his erection away, and his breathing to calm.
He didn't get very far though, because sudden Rin was laying on her side beside
him and studying him closely. "Can Rin do… something else?"
Sesshoumaru snapped his eyes shut and exhaled slowly.
Her mouth…
He thought briefly of her mouth wrapped around him… And how good it would feel
to guide himself into the tight warm wetness and assist her in bobbing her dark
head until he reached climax and spilled himself down her throat.
~*~
"Rin didn't… Rin didn't like it…"
He looked at the strange little girl with a completely blank expression. She
seemed as if she were contemplating something… But usually she was quiet when
thinking, allowing him to work.
This time she'd spoken aloud.
"What, Rin?"
"The… boys… at school. Rin didn't… Rin didn't like it." She didn't, couldn't,
or wouldn't look at him.
Of course not… She was assaulted. It was not her decision. Not her fault.
Why would she feel the need to share that with him? Why did the scent
of shame spiral through her scent and taint it so thoroughly that he had to
fight the crinkle of the bridge of his nose?
"Of course not."
She looked up, gave a small nod, and nothing was ever said about the incident
again.
~*~
Sesshoumaru scowled. The memory had quickly brought a crashing halt to any
thoughts he might have had of letting the girl… satisfy him.
What in the seven hells was he doing?
This was Rin. This was his sweet innocent little girl… and he was… defiling
her.
Using her.
"No." He bit out harshly.
The words were a slap across the face for the young girl.
Didn't he want her anymore? What had changed so suddenly? What had she done
wrong?
Rin could have kicked herself for even mentioning the condom… Obviously the
idea had ruined… something
Tears came to her eyes, though she blinked them back, and suddenly the fact
that she was very naked in his bedroom was no longer comfortable. Something…
Some pressure inside of her was crushing her lungs, her chest, and her stomach
felt sick.
Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, trying to regain
control.
When he merely laid on the bed, seemingly ignoring her, Rin slowly gathered up
her shredded clothing and used it to cover herself the best she could.
She got off of his bed and he didn't stop her… Kamisama forgive him… He didn't
stop her…
Rin went to her room and mechanically threw a long night shirt on, before
flopping belly-down on her bed and releasing her heaving sobs into the comfort
of her hello kitty pillow.
***** Reconciliation *****
Chapter Summary
     Sesshoumaru and Rin reconcile.
                              Something Different
                                   Chapter 2
                               'Reconciliation'
                      殺生丸りん殺生丸りん殺生丸りん殺生丸りん殺生丸りん殺生丸りん殺生丸りん
"How was school?" The question was awkward, foreign on his tongue, despite the
many times he'd asked it before.
Another perfect test was shoved in his face and the girl went quickly to her
room, slamming the door, with no verbal response.
Three days.
Three days of awkward silences, her avoiding him, and nights spent awake as he
fumed at himself for loosing the only girl to ever really care about him, and
having no one to blame it on but himself.
The condoms he'd bought sat useless in his nightstand, and now he felt utterly
ridiculious for even thinking of buying them… But he certainly never wanted a
stupid piece of latex to ruin things so badly for him ever again. He'd bought
every brand, style, and size and several kinds of lubricant, just to make sure
something like this never happened again, even if he'd lost the chance to be
with Rin, he refused to give up hope of ever being with a woman again…
But… he still couldn't deny that it was Rin who haunted his every waking
thought and inspired his dreams. Now more than ever; since he'd had the
smallest taste of her, he couldn't get enough and his mind replayed those few,
precious, perfect moments before it all went to hell and she'd stumbled from
his room.
This is what he got for trying to be the 'gentlemen' and trying not to take
advantage of an innocent young girl whose desire to please him left the power
dynamic in their relationship completely unbalanced.
Gods Rin… Please…
He hated that she'd reduced him to this. She'd taken away the only thing
he really had in this world that wasn't material. She'd taken his pride and his
only true joy  when she'd willfully removed herself from him emotionally.  
Sesshoumaru was angry.
Angry at herfor giving up on him so easily… He realized now that he wished she
would have stayed. He wished she would have climbed on top of him and insisted
he allow her to complete what they'd started. Wished she would have thrown
herself at him and demanded he be with her.
Make him feel… wanted; truly desired, for the first time in his miserable life.
He wanted her to be as desperate for him as he was for her.
Sesshoumaru knew that wasn't fair. He couldn't expect such things from a young,
inexperienced girl; especially Rin. Rin simply wasn't the type to impose
herself on another and she was too shy to jump him and demand sexual pleasure.
She was too young to make it happen without gentle encouragement and he was
too stupid to make it happen.
He'd give anything if he could go back and change his answer from 'No' to 'Oh
god please, you don't know how long I've waited for you to say that to me, and
I want you so badly it keeps me up nights thinking about it.' (Not that he'd
have ever actually said those things, even if they were true. He wasn't the
type to simply tell a woman, or anyone, how he felt. Especially when those
feelings were something that could be seen as vulnerabilities.)
He was angry all right… Angry at circumstances and most of
all… Angry at himself  for whatever-the-hell he'd done that was so horribly
wrong that she now treated him like a stranger.
This couldn't go on.
He needed her.
He needed her to smile at him; to greet him with a hug when he got home from
work, to cuddle up to him when he was watching the news, and to kiss him on the
cheek before she went to bed.
He couldn't allow this to go on for another day.
He'd lost his precious girl's affections, and as much as he'd always wanted to
pretend that she was more annoyance than anything when she clung to him and
doted on him and hero-worshiped him as though he were something more than a
cold, lonely man with no real friends and only his laptop to cuddle up to in
bed at night…
It was… killing him.
He was not one to admit need, and certainly not one to admit he needed a girl…
But the truth was staring him in the face with every angry glare, and every
time she refused to sit with him and eat… Each morning without coffee and the
pile of undone laundry growing steadily larger by the day.
He needed  her.
He needed her to function in his well ordered life. He needed her for practical
reasons, and for those impractical reasons that a man needed a woman. He'd come
to allow himself to rely on her for even the most basic of things. He hadn't
eaten lunch at work for the last three days, simply because she hadn't packed
him one, and somehow he found himself incapable of making and packing his own.
It occurred to him briefly that he'd been treating her more as a wife than
a ward (and certainly he'd never treated her as a daughter) for a very long
time. Perhaps he'd been unconsciously grooming her for the position he knew
he'd one day want her to take.
"You can't expect the benefits of a wife , without the any of the
complications. I'm not your  maid !"
The only full sentence she'd graced him with, since the night he sent her to
her room in tears.
No one spoke to him like that… But she had, and he supposed the rebelliousness
of puberty was not the only thing to blame.
Slamming his store-bought coffee down, he made up his mind.
This was going to be fixed. It was going to be fixed, now.
He stormed to her door and, finding it locked, employed a fraction of his
strengnth to break the lock and throw the door open with a dramatic flare,
paying no heed to the splintered wall and the busted door jamb.
She was on her bed with her head phones on, staring off – until his overzealous
enterance – when her eyes went wide and snapped up to him, even as she cowered
slightly. The scent of her fear swirling with the ozone from the air-
conditioner.
"Rin." He lowered his head, very much resisting the urge to crouch down in a
predatory stance as instinct would demand, and settled for pulling his lips
back over his teeth in a snarl.
The girl's small hands came up and plucked the ear buds from her ears as she
continued to regard him like a trapped animal.
"Sesshomaru-sama…?" She questioned, bleating the word out like a lost little
lamb facing down a hungry wolf.
He forced himself to calm… Leashed the beast inside that would resort to
physical dominance to remedy a situation that called for tact and more than a
hint of sensitivity on his part. Forcing her to comply would ultimately get him
nowhere… This wasn't ancient times and there could be nothing gained from that
approach.
Breathing heavily, he rolled hip his sleeves and pulled the his tie over his
head, tossing the un-needed item to the side and approaching her slowly, "We
need to talk."
He moved to seat himself on the side of her bed, and closed his eyes in
annoyance when she shifted her weight away from him, turning her head. She must
have been more confident now, as her only response was silence.
"Did you hear me?" He tried again, slightly more threatening this time, but it
wasn't working and instead she turned herself completely around and pulled her
knees to her chest.
"I don't… I don't want to talk to you." She hugged her knees and put her head
down on her forearms and, damnit… She was starting to cry.
He hated when she cried. He had no idea what to do, beyond threatening the
source of her tears with death for making her cry and he wasn't about to commit
suicide anytime soon… There was no one to blame but himself.
"Rin…" He reached to put a hand on her shoulder, but she abruptly turned and
shoved at his chest, pushing him away.
"Why did you do that to me!?" She shoved again, and he made no move to block
her, "How could you?!? Why… WHY DID YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO STUPID?!?"
She was screaming at him, and shoving and weakly hitting him – not that it did
any good, she was probably hurting her hand more than him.
He let her hit him.
He let her scream and strike out, and – when she had tired herself out, and
collapsed weakly against his chest, he just held her, put his chin on the top
of her small dark head, and let her wipe her snot all over the front of his
Armani shirt.
I'm sorry… The words ran through his mind but he couldn't get his lips to say
them. He knew he should apologize, but…
"I should not have taken advantage of you. It was wrong, and will not happen
again."
He had truly thought she was too tired to scream anymore…
"What?!" Her anger was back full force, and this time he truly had no idea what
to do.
What had he said that was wrong?
"You think…" She was growling now, "that you could 'take advantage' of me?" Oh
god, she wasn't crying anymore… "I'll have you know I'm not a stupid little
girl anymore! I can make decisions for myself! It's not exactly like you're Mr.
CHARMING!"
A string of insults towards his character later, she had calmed somewhat, and
was crying again…
Women are strange and confusing creatures…
"I'll have you know, Sesshomaru-sama… I'm not upset because of what
you did… I'm…" A blush rose to her face and she buried herself against his
chest once more, "I'm… I'mupsetbecauseofwhatyoudidn'tdo."
His eyebrows hit his bangs.
What he… didn't… do?
"Explain…" He was puzzeled beyond all belief.
"You… you just… You just stopped! You… Yourejectedmeandmademefeellikeanidiot!"
She looked down, "You made me feel like a stupid kid, like I was stupid for
wanting you… and… like…"
She couldn't bring voice to the secret thoughts she had that maybe he'd been
put off by her suggestion to do 'something else', which had clearly been an
invitation for oral sex. That maybe he'd found her too forward, maybe he looked
at her now like some kind of… slut or something.
He is reminded now why he has spent so long avoiding romantic attachments.
He is simply no good at them. He is not good with women and handling their…
feelings. Until that moment with Rin, holding her in his arms, feeling her
beneath him on the bed… He hadn't ever found a woman he considered worthy of
the trouble of having a relationship with…
The sex wasn't worth the aggravation while he still had a hand and an
imagination or a raunchy video or magazine, though he rarely needed or used
visual stimulus, because for his species it was more about scent. (He
fantasized about smelling a woman and tasting a woman more than anything. He
fantasized about how she would smell, more than how she would look.)
"Rin… I… am sorry. You are not stupid." He looked down, not really knowing
where to go from here. He had obviously blown any chance he may have had with
her, and he would never get a second opportunity. No way could she find it in
her heart to forgive him after making her feel like that. He didn't deserve a
second chance.
Suddenly he heard a deep sigh, and, while she still wasn't looking at him, she
dared to ask him, "Do you… do you think… do you think you could maybe…
maybe try to want me back? Even just… even just maybe… a little?"
He was shocked. She still wanted him? Even after he'd made her feel rejected
and 'stupid' for doing so? Even after how she'd yelled at him?
He truly, for the life of him, would never understand women…
Moving very, very slowly, he scooted closer to her on the bed and reached out
to brush a wayward lock of thick black hair, and move it behind her ear. He
used the tip of claw to gently trace the contour of her jaw line, before
cupping the back of her head and shoving her face into his chest. "The problem
was not that I did not 'want' you, Rin…"
"Then… then why did you stop?" She had to know. What had killed the mood in him
so suddenly?
Sesshomaru breathed out, preparing to tell her the truth… But he knew he had to
be very careful in how he said it to her. He didn't want her to think that he
thought she was… dirty or something.
"I… I recalled how much you had said that you didn't like what… happened… to
you… all those years ago." She looked confused, and he clarified, "The boys at
school." He paused, breathing heavily and continuing, "I did not want you to
feel that way about me; feel that I had taken advantage of you for my own
pleasure. I did not wish to make you do something that you did not wish to do,
because you felt obligated, and have you resent me for it later."
Rin looked at him, incredulous. "Well that was stupid!" She couldn't believe
how dumb he was! "Sesshomaru… I offered. I offered because I… I wanted to do
that for you. I wanted you to be… my… well… the first one I did that for
because I wanted to." Her voice softened as she spoke, "If we'd had a condom…
I…" Rin blushed and looked down, refusing to meet his eyes, "I wanted you to
be… to be my… I wanted you to be my first."
She felt him squeeze her tightly, encouraging her to continue, "I… I love you…
and… I just want you to want me too."
Sesshomaru nodded and kissed the top of her head, "I understand now that I
mishandled the situation, and, rest assured little one, I stillwant you. I
suspect…" he took a ragged breath, "that I will want you, for a very long time
to come. Perhaps… no… most likely… I will want you forever."
When she looked up at him, her face was absolutely comical in her expression of
shock. Her eyes were wide, and her mouth was hanging open dumbly. Rin shook her
head, trying to gather her thoughts. If she understood him correctly, then that
meant… She couldn't believe it. There was no way she could be understanding him
correctly! "Do you… Are you saying you want me to be your… your girlfriend?
Like… yourofficial girlfriend?!?" She asked giddily, with all the naïveté of a
teenage girl who sees 'girlfriend' as the end all be all of the possibilities
of a relationship.
"No." He answered, smirking as her face fell a bit. Before she could become too
upset though, he gave her a winning smile, "I want you to be my wife."
Rin blanched. His… wife? Was he insane? She was only fifteen! While she
would love to marry him, it wasn't even legal for her to get married in their
district until she was sixteen and only with… only with her guardian's consent.
Well, I guess since  he's  my guardian, it won't be too hard to get his consent
for me to marry  him.
Rin giggled and laughed at that thought. Sesshomaru frowned, thinking she was
laughing at him.
Perhaps he had gone too far… This was what he got for putting himself out
there; exposing his feelings… She was laughing at him. He looked away, feeling
stupid.
Rin looked up, and caught the expression on his face, and it instantly killed
the amusing thoughts in her head. She'd… she'd hurt his feelings. He thought
she was making fun of him. Sesshomaru almost never showed his feelings to
anyone, or spoke of such things, and Rin instantly felt guilty for laughing,
and being so light-hearted about it. "Sesshomaru…" she ventured, "I'm not… I'm
not laughing at you. I'm laughing because I'm so happy! I never thought… I
never thought that you could ever… I mean… I just can't believe how lucky I
am!"
Quickly Rin pulled out of his arms and flung herself at him adjusting so she
was straddling his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, as he adjusted to
lean back against the headboard of her bed. Instantly, his hands found her
thighs and squeezed softly. "Do you forgive me?" he asked, completely
seriously.
Rin nodded and smiled. "Do you really want to marry me when I'm old enough?"
It was Sesshoumaru's turn to smile and nod, and his hands traveled from her
thighs up her sides, brushing the sides of her breasts on their way up to cup
both sides of her neck. A single thumb brushed over her lower lip, and he
pulled her face to his, pressing their foreheads together, "Kiss me, Rin." He
breathed.
Rin's cheeks were apple-red when she pressed her lips to his soft warm ones.
His lips easily yielded beneath hers and she found herself surprised at how
plump they felt under her own. She let the tip of her tongue glide past her
lips and reach out towards his, and when it brushed his lower lip, he opened
his mouth to quickly suck it into his own. She slid her tip across the enamel
of his his teeth, paying close attention to how different his fangs felt from
the others, and when she pushed more insistently he opened up to her even more.
He brought his own tongue in to play and they danced together, relishing their
respective minty flavors for long, heated moments.
When the need for air finally broke them apart, he found his hands had drifted
down during the kiss to slide over her breasts, palming and kneading the small,
soft mounds, occasionally capturing her small tightened nipples between his
fingers and pinching lightly.
It was… reassuring… that his body still seemed to know what to do after being
celibate for so long.
Like riding a bicycle… He tried to tell himself, when he found he was nervous
about how he might perform after so long without sex.
Rin tilted her head back, enjoying the way he was massaging her sensitive
breasts, and arching her back to press herself into his palms more fully. She
made no attempt to stop the mewls of pleasure emenating from her throat that
made her sound like a hungry little kitten, or like the bleeting of a lost
little lamb. Oh gods, how badly she wished he would do… more.
Her wish was granted when his hands moved downward to pull the hem of her
uniform shirt up out of her pleated skirt, and his warm palms came into contact
with the quivering muscles of her trim belly. He leaned down and curled himself
into her, burying his face in the side of her neck, licking and sucking and
gently nipping that sensitive skin with the very tips of his fangs and setting
each and every nerve ending on fire.
Sesshoumaru was dismayed to find himself already achingly ready to be inside
his young, beautiful ward. He had no doubt she was a virgin, and would be so
equisitely tight that she would put his cock in a chokehold with that hot wet
body of hers.
Gods… It had been so long since he had been inside a woman…
"I want you, Rin. I want you now…" He groaned and shoved his hips upwards, and
moved his hands to cup the firm, thick cheeks of her backside and shove her
hips forward and downward, forcing her feel how aroused he already was for her,
"Please Rin… Say 'yes'."
Rin's whole body was on edge, and when he pressed himself against her, lining
his hot, thick cock up with her seam, she felt her inner muscles clench and
quiver, making her whole body shiver. She continued for a few moments, grinding
her hips against him in circles, pressing his head into her small pink pleasure
pearl over and over as she felt her wetness soak her panties. She was so wet
that eventually she could hear the wet smacking sounds of her core when she
ground against him, and her cheeks flamed in embarrassment of how eager she was
to feel him slide himself inside of her.
Sesshomaru was panting and the muscles in his neck were straining as he shoved
himself upwards in time with Rin's fevered grinding and his hands under her
shirt slid upward to unhook her white lace bra, and then around to the front to
slide up under the now loosesly hanging bra and feel her – skin on skin this
time – in his palms, once again. "Rin… Please!" he growled, not knowing how
much longer he could take her teasing.
Finally she whispered out a desperate cry of "Yes! Now! I want you now!"
Somehow, through his foggy mind, he remembered the condoms were in his room,
and he grabbed her ass-cheeks once again, ordered her to wrap her arms around
his neck.
"Wha-?" Rin wanted to know why he had suddenly swiveled with her in his lap,
and lifted her off the bed in his arms, with her legs and arms wrapped around
him and his hands under her butt cheeks for support.
"Condoms. My room." Was all he managed to get out, grunting like a cave man
with the effort of coherent speech when he was certain that a quarter of his
body's blood supply was currently taking up residence in his aching, throbbing
member.
Rin nodded and allowed him to make his way one door over to his room and
deposit her on the bed, while he went for his nightstand drawer, retriving many
different brands and styles of prophylactics.
While he was doing that, Rin pulled her shirt over head, took off the bra
hanging weakly around her arms, shimmied out of her skirt and pulled down her
underwear and socks. She was in far too much of a hurry, and was far too
nervous about something going wrong again to wait for him to undress her. Rin
was out of her clothes in less than a minute and immediately stood up, ready to
help him with his.
He actually looked somewhat surprised when he turned around from the drawer and
saw her standing there without a stitch on, eagerly waiting to disrobe him as
well.
Rin helped him with his tie, his shirt, his belt and pants, but let him handle
his socks. When at last it was time for his black boxer-briefs Rin fell to her
knees before him and hooked her thumbs into the waist band and pulled them
down.
His large arousal was so heavy that it could no longer even strain to reach his
belly button, and instead shot straight out towards her face. Rin was shocked
to see how… large… he really was.
You want this… You want to do this… He's older… He's probably used to more
experienced women and you don't want to act like some dumb scared schoolgirl
for him. C'mon Rin! Pretend like you know what the heck you're doing and don't
act like a kid!
Rin coaxed herself into reaching a small hand for the engorged member staring
her right in the face.
Rin certainly knew enough from talk at school, and from the porn magazines that
her friend Kohaku kept in his locker, to know what Sesshoumaru would want.
Her hand squeezed softly, and she heard him hiss throuogh his teeth. She ran
her hand up and down the darkened shaft and was amazed at how the loose velvet-
soft skin seemed to glide over a pulsing iron rod. If she didn't know better
she'd swear it was bone under there. Is this why they call it a 'boner'? I
didn't know they got this hard!
They had been merely  boys  and had looked  nothing  like  this!
The roadmap of veins also was something she wasn't expecting. She'd always
thought they would look smooth… But Sesshoumaru's cock seemed to have large
throbbing veins and one particularly large vein underneath… Still… As… odd… as
it was to finally see a real, actual,adult male's penis for the first time, it
was Sesshoumaru's penis, and as such, she could only find it beautiful.
She had found them  disgusting looking.
She ran her hand up and down gently a few more times, glancing up to see his
head forward but his eyes closed, and his fangs bared. Without another thought
she pressed her lips to the head, kissing him softly, and testing the feeling
of the skin against her mouth. Soft.
'Soft' was the word for the spongy flesh of his head, despite the rock-hardness
of his shaft.
Rin opened her mouth as wide as she could, and wrapped her lips around that
mushroom head,,, and sucked lightly, seeing what his reaction would be.
"Oh god, baby girl… That's good…" He groaned and shoved his hips forward
slightly. She felt his hand come up to tangle his claws in her hair, and,
fearing he might shove her head down, she braced a hand on his hip bone, over
the jagged maroon colored demon-markings that contrasted against his pale skin.
He groaned, and thrust forward a bit more when she moved to take more of him
in, but he didn't push her head down, only slightly massaged her scalp, and for
that, Rin was grateful.
They had shoved her head down on them and  they  had gagged her, so much so
that she couldn't close her mouth to bite down…
Rin quickly shoved each and every thought of those despicable boys from her
head. Sesshoumaru was not them, she wasn't being forced and she
could stop anytime she wanted to. There was something so,
incredibly healing about doing this for him now, on her own, of her own desire
and her own will, and knowing that she was the one in control.
Suddenly, she felt very, very grateful to Sesshoumaru… And an overwhelming
feeling of love and gratitude surged forth in her chest, and the desire to
please him became overwhelming.
This was not an assault, or a violation. This was an act of love for a man who
loved her in return.
Rin wanted nothing more than to make this good for him, and she was ready to do
her best to demonstrate how eager she was to show herlove for him, by giving
him the pleasure she knew he had not had from any woman for years.
Rin found quickly that despite her wish to please him, there was no way she was
going to be able to take all of him in her mouth and down her throat, so, now
trusting he wouldn't push her down on him, she moved both of her small hands to
wrap around his shaft. She worked up a lot of saliva, and quickly bobbed her
head, slobbering on him as much as she could, then spreading that wetness with
her palms. Now that she had her hands to safe-guard against the possibility of
choking, she began her efforts in earnest.
Rin moved her small dark head earnestly and quickly over him, moving her tongue
to press against the vein on the underside and sucking harder each time she
pulled back, before swallowing him as deep as she could once more.
The sounds he was making were incredible. The grunts and groans and deep growls
were so incredibly male and erotic that she wanted to hear him sound like that
over and over. Whenever she found something that elicited one of those sounds
of pleasure, she reapeated it over and over. Hearing him; so animalistic and
male, tasting him; salty but not overly strong, smelling him; tangy and musky,
sweaty but clean with a hint of his cool body wash… Rin was so turned on that
she soon found herself rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to allievate
her own ache.
Sesshoumaru's mind was blown, as he felt the hot, wet, sucking mouth move over
his shaft and head over an over. The sensations traveled from his shaft
straight to his testicles and the aching pressure there that wanted to tighten
and explode built up higher and higher with each and ever bob of her beautiful
small dark head.
Fuck. He cursed in his mind. If he let her continue with this sweet, sweet
torture, he was going to come, and who knew how long his recovery period would
be? She said she'd wanted him to be her first, and he wanted that too… So he
had to stop her soon, or it might not happen tonight.
"Rin!" He called to her and opened his eyes to look down at her kneeling before
him with his cock half-way in her mouth and her cheeks hollowed out from
sucking; leaving an imprint of his cock on the side of her face. "Rin… It's
enough… No more, or I'll finish too soon."
Almost disappointedly Rin nodded and released her oral hold on his member and
heard him swear softly to himself as she rose to her feet. She was going to lay
on the bed, but without warning he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her
to him – kissing her deeply and wildly while she squeeked in surprise.
He poured everything he had into that kiss… His passion, his gratitude, his
heart, his loneliness and longing… His… love. His very soul went into the slow,
deep kiss that lasted forever and left his young lover panting for air when he
finally allowed her to part from him.
Rin, suddenly very self-concious again about what she had done, looked away
red-faced when he let her go. She desperately needed his encouragement right
now. She needed him to praise her, reassure her… She asked, "Did I… Was that… I
mean, uh…" She still couldn't bring herself to say it.
Sesshoumaru cupped her face and gave her a chaste little peck on the lips. He
whispered to her, only one word, "Amazing."
Rin felt her heart explode with pride, hearing him praise her like that.
Sesshoumaru wasn't the type to go around openly praising her, beyond a 'very
nice' or 'very good, Rin' every now and then. To hear him call her… 'Amazing'…
Well, she couldn't keep the bright smile off of her face, or the now
embarrassed for another reason blush from her cheeks.
Slowly and gently he backed her up to the bed, laying her down, and taking a
place next to her. She was on her back and he was on his side, his head propped
on one hand, as the other reached across and ran over body.
First her cupped and squeezed each breast, tweaking the nipples and delighting
in her gasps and whines. "Close you eyes, Rin. Just feel." He whispered.
He continued onwards, running over her trim tummy, circling her belly button
with a single finger of his non-clawed hand, and then brushing his fingers over
her neatherlips.
He was surprised to see she was hairless.
"You shaved?" He asked casually.
Rin nodded without opening her eyes, "For swimming in gym class this semester…
It's easier just to shave it all then to try and get the bikini line even on
both sides."
Sesshoumaru chuckled slightly and nodded. He didn't mind it, really… She still
had enough sweet, sinfully delightful curves that there was nomistaking her for
anything but a young girl on the cusp of womanhood. She was only just a step or
two shy of full maturity... She was more than half-way through puberty and
her scent was that of a fertile female… And scent, more than anything was what
alerted him to her fitness to mate.
He moved to wrap one arm around her shoulders, and cradle her upper half,
sitting her up a little bit and bringing her bottom half within easier reach.
He put his hand inside the knee of hers that was closest to him and gripped it,
drawing it both upwards to bend slightly, and pulling it outwards, to spread
her legs. Without instruction she mimicked the actions with the other leg.
She sat with her knees bent and spread, and her upper half cradled by one of
his arms. His shoulders were propped against the head board to keep him up, but
he was so much taller than her that his hand could reach down between her
thighs effortlessly from this angle.
Slowly and gently, he spread her nether lips and brushed his non-clawed
fingertip over her pleasure bud, watching her shiver and her lips part in
response. He continued to dance over her with a feather light touch until she
was shaking and panting. "Sessho… oh god… please…" Rin begged, trying her
hardest to hold herself back from bucking into his hand, but unable to stop the
rhythmic clench of the cheeks of her ass and her thighs.
"Tell me, Rin… Tell me what you need…" He coaxed in a thick velvet purr of a
voice.
"Ung… Harder… please!" Rin's body was burning. Her pussy was so wet and without
the usual sparse hair there she could feel her fluids dripping all over her,
following the crack of her behind, dripping on her thighs, and she knew there
must be a huge wet-spot on the sheets by now.
Her opening felt itchy, hot, achy and… well… open. She felt empty, imcomplete,
and she needed something to fill the emptiness. Of their own accord, her hips
began to pump up and down, as though riding an invisible cock, as she
desperately sought some sort of fulfillment of this craving she had
for thickness.
Sesshoumaru watched with hooded eyes and flared nostrils as her scent told him
she was finally ready for penetration. All the pheremones where there, her
outer-lips had thinned, her clit was engorged, and her opening was pulsing. She
was ready… But he still wanted to prepare her further.
"I'm going to use my hand on you first… I want you to climax before we mate, as
females rarely climax upon their first mating."
Rin nodded. She knew it would more than likely hurt the first time. She'd been
using tampons for years, and she used her own fingers when she masturbated, so
she doubted she had a hymen left, but there was no way that it wouldn't hurt at
least a little, considering how big he was. "I… I've used my own fingers… I… I
don't think I'll… bleed… or anything…" She realized how incredibly unsexy that
sounded, and instantly regretted saying it.
Sesshoumaru felt his cock give an insistant throb when she mentioned touching
herself. He couldn't help it… He had to tell her… "I know…" He purred, "I've
heard you… And… I know about your favorite hairbrush too… It was covered in
your scent."
Rin's eyes flew open. He knew about the times she… ?!?!?
Oh gods, how embarrassing!
Realizing he'd probably said the wrong thing once again, he decided the best
thing to do was to admit something perhaps equally embarrassing. Before she
could have a mid-coitus melt down, Sesshoumaru continued, "Do you remember when
that hairbrush went missing for a week? It was under my pillow."
At the same moment he admitted his secret, he plunged a finger deep inside of
her, relieved to find that she was correct in her assumption that he barrier
had been slowly worn away by modern feminine hygiene products and her own
explorations with her body.
All thoughts flew from her head the moment he entered her with his digit, and
curled it to hit the perfect spot within her body. The only response Rin could
make was a deep moan of satisfaction as he rocked his finger within her body,
and quickly added a second, scissoring and stretching her walls around him.
He rotated his wrist and his thumb found her little pink nub, and as he plied
her with slow deep rocking internally, he brushed against the proud little
jewel at the apex of her thighs until Rin was a quivering mass of twitches and
gasps in his hold.
The tight pressure in her center built rapidly and Rin was right on the edge of
climax for so long she felt light headed. She realized he was doing it on
purpose though, because every time she would be right there he would change
technique or rhythm and Rin groaned in frustration. "Sess! Oh god, Sess!"
"Tell me, little one… Tell your Sesshoumaru what it is that you need…" He
cajoled, wanting to hear it from her.
"Oh gods, please… please… I need to come… I need to come so bad!" she whimpered
and whined. She was so frustrated and every time she moved her hips to pump up
and down to ride his fingers more roughly he adjusted so her efforts were
fruitless.
Sesshoumaru sped his motions slightly, and pressed harder on her small pink
clit, feeling the tight wet sheathe suck and quiver as he plunged in and out of
her sex with a wet 'schlup' over and over until finally, she was blissfully
clenching around his fingers, moaning deep in her throat and whimpering his
name.
Rin felt the orgasm coming a mile away, but when it finally washed over her it
was like an explosion in her brain. Every nerve was on fire and the pressure in
her belly finally released itself in waves of bliss that sent her body shaking,
her toes curling, and vision white.
"Seeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" she cried, "uuuunnnggg huh
huh huh huh." Her moan of pleasure turned to a sob midway through as she
registered the warm gushes between her legs that accompanied the clenches of
her inner muscles.
By the time Rin came back to herself, she opened her eyes to see her lover
above her. He had already rolled the condom on, and settled himself between her
thighs, and was poised to enter her. Rin gave a blissful, lazy smile, and
nodded. She was ready.
Sesshomaru thought it best to enter when Rin was completely, totally relaxed.
No doubt her orgasm would leave her a puddle off goo, and she might be a bit
less responsive then she normally would be, but her muscles would be totally
relaxed, and it would far less painful for her if that was the case.
Sesshoumaru reached between their bodies to grip his erection, and he brushed
the tip along her seam, gathering her moisture before nudging himself between
her lips.
Rin felt the prodding of his round, warm tip against her and she sighed,
relaxing and reaching up to grip his shoulders, "Go ahead… I'm ready… I want
it."
With a grunt, Sesshoumaru pushed himself inside, clearing her first ring of
muscles and feeling her encase his head in warm, tight, slickness, and her
instinctive clench only added too the sensation. He saw her shudder, and
paused, "Are you alright?"
Rin nodded, feeling him starting to stretch her was not at all painful yet… in
fact, it felt kind of… good. "Um hmmmm… Go deeper… please…" She whispered.
Slowly he eased himself all the way in, until he was sheathed to the hilt and
still he'd noticed only a small wince from her. Breathing heavily he managed to
pant out "How's that? Still… okay?"
Rin felt a slight pinching sensation, but nothing like she'd thought she would
feel… It seemed like if he'd just move it would get better! "Uhhnnn… It's not…
bad… But… Please… please start moving..." she squirmed under him, trying to
relieve the pinching sensation.
Bowing his back, and setting up on his knees to get slightly better leverage,
Sesshoumaru bent down to kiss his beautiful little girl. He was finally inside
her… He began to thrust and the stranglehold she had on him released slightly
and his strokes became smooth after only a few deep ploughs. "Oh god, you feel
so fucking good." He cursed, "Damnit Rin, you feel so good!"
It might have been a long time, but Sesshoumaru was reasonably sure it
had never felt this good with anyone before. Each time he pumped in and out of
her small, soft body, he could feel himself have to hold back climax. He wasn't
going to last very long… In an effort to distract himself he bowed his back and
captured one small tanned nipple in his mouth, suckling and nipping as the
young girl beneath him squirmed and whimpered.
Rin's hips jerked in a certain way, when his teeth nibbled her nipple, and all
of a sudden when he thrust upwards, he was hitting that spotwithin her that
felt so good when his fingers pressed against it. Experimentally, she thrust
her hips up again when he thrust forward and was rewarded with another
starburst of pleasure. "Oh!" She cried out, surprised and delighted.
Noticing what she was doing, Sesshoumaru planted one elbow above her shoulder,
then wrapped his other arm around Rin's hips and pulled them to him, to keep
them up at the angle she seemed to like best, but was having trouble
maintaining through her fatigue. The grip on her hips also made it easier for
him to pump into her faster, and soon the wet slap of his testicles and pubic
mound against her clean-shaven sex could be heard in quick, demanding rhythm as
both panted and he growled while she cried out.
"Faster!" She demanded.
"Rin… If I… Go any faster… I'm gonna…" He tried to warn her.
"Come with me, then…" she pleaded, knowing if he sped up she'd reach another
climax. Thank the gods for her hair brush handle… Rin was most certainly
enjoying her first time…
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." Sesshoumaru growled deeply at her words,
feeling that ache expand and slide into his testicles, which were already
tightening and pulling towards his body. With heroic effort he managed to stave
off orgasm long enough to comply with her demands and pump into her fast and
hard. "God, Rin… Please come… Please… I can't… I can't hold back much longer."
Closing her eyes, Rin focused on the feelings in her core and moved her hips
insistently. "Al – most… Al – most… Al – mo… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Rin felt herself
clench once more and suddenly, Sesshoumaru let out a deep agonized sounding
groan and he stilled over her, shaking, and his hips giving a few jerks and
spasms as she felt him pulse within her, before slowly loosing some of his
girth and length.
He rolled off to the side, reclaiming his now-wilted member and pulling the
condom off and tying it like a ballon, and leaning back over his shoulder to
deposit it in the trash can.
"Rin…" He had nothing adequate to say for the situation, so instead he chose to
simply pull her against him kiss her forehead, watching her as she drifted
between consciousness and sleep.
"I love you, Sesshoumaru." She sighed snuggling into his large, smooth, warm
chest and listening to his heart rate as it slowed.
He kissed her in response… Still not quite ready to say it back… But… He knew
she knew. She always knew.
He managed to get them both under the covers through some artistic rolling and
yanking and soon both were fast asleep in his large bed.
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