"Shhhh..."
Sesshoumaru's hand cupped over Kagome's mouth as he laid her in the thick, soft grass.
Every time, Kagome told herself she'd say 'no,' and every time, his lips melted her resolve.
"Open your legs for me," he whispered, commanding her to accept him.
He uncovered her mouth to kiss her as he slid between her silky thighs and propped himself up on one elbow. The taiyoukai was well aware that Kagome hated herself for what they were doing, so he nuzzled her gently, reassuring her.
His fingertips skated down her stomach, and then up to one nipple. The fact that her breasts fit so well in his hand made him believe they were meant to go there, and that was the least of two perfect fits. How two creatures so different could lock their bodies so perfectly was a mystery to them, and a secret they could tell no one.
The feeling of his body on hers was too much, and she could feel his aura dueling with hers as their tongues touched. He was as gentle as he knew how to be with her, but he was a rough soul, hardened by war and immortality. His fingertips pinched one nipple a little too hard, and she whimpered slightly.
Sesshoumaru's shaking hand released her breast, and slid down to her abdomen again as he nuzzled her in apology. Carefully, the hand slid further down, and Kagome quivered a little as it grazed her lower abdomen to brush against her pubic bone.
"Please," she whispered softly.
A predatory look flashed in Sesshoumaru's eyes and one corner of his mouth turn up to reveal a feral grin. "Please what, Miko?" he purred.
Kagome finally reached up to touch him, putting her hands on his face. "Please touch me."
The tips of those razor sharp claws barely made contact with her pussy lips, but Kagome's body responded with a thrust upward, pushing those lips farther apart to give Sesshoumaru a better glimpse of her. His middle finger slid into her slit to her wet pussy, and then up to her clit.
Sesshoumaru massaged tiny circles around her clit, teasing the miko, making her want him even more. He gained no small amount of sick satisfaction from watching a miko get wet for his demon cock, and enjoyed their game of slipping off into the night almost as much as he enjoyed being inside of her.
Kagome wasn't the type to stay quiet, and as he continued, she started to moan softly.
When he decided she was wet enough to take him, he lifted that finger to Kagome's lips, and the miko sucked on it. It was such a deliciously dirty thing for a priestess, but Kagome would never deny him.
Sesshoumaru slid down further, and put one of her legs over each of his shoulders. He turned his head to lick one of her legs, and lowered himself down onto his shoulders. Their bodies tangled, their tongues touched, and he shifted his weight to one side so he could reach between them. He took the head of his cock and rubbed it against her entrance, then to her clit. Then, he slapped it against her clit and then growled.
"You want this big demon cock, don't you, Miko?" he whispered.
Sesshoumaru leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "What a filthy, dirty little miko. You wander from camp in the night, and give yourself to the worst demon of all."
Kagome's hips thrust upward. "Please...do it."
He purred and slid into her slowly, relishing the wide-eyed, open-mouthed expression on her face as he filled her again. Sesshoumaru rested his forehead on hers as he set a moderate pace.
"So big," she incoherently moaned.
"Yesss," he hissed as he drove into her harder.
Doubt suddenly filled her eyes as she considered the consequences of what they were doing, and Sesshoumaru punished her with one powerful thrust, covering her mouth with one hand to muffle the scream.
Sesshoumaru was everything but gentle with her, and as he sped up, one hand wandered over her body, squeezing almost painfully when it reached her ass to push his cock farther into her.
Kagome nearly cried out when he bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, but by the time she had registered the pain, Sesshoumaru was sucking her lip.
When he pushed her head to one side, Kagome felt the familiar shockwave of fear course through her. She bore her neck to him, without question, and submitted to the predator.
His teeth grazed along the skin of her neck so lightly, even though she knew that he could kill her so quickly. Sesshoumaru held more power in his fangs than she could summon up with what she knew of her powers. The power behind Bakusaiga, in its natural, unused form, scraped along her throat.
A careful tongue followed the path Sesshoumaru's fangs had taken, but his hips only thrust harder, encouraged by her complete submission to him.
Kagome felt the need for release start to build as Sesshoumaru growled and reclaimed her lips, pleased she had appeased his primal side so completely. His eyes rimmed in red, and his manner became even more animalistic. She was ashamed to admit even to herself that the closer he came to losing control, the more she was aroused and the more she wanted. She liked him like this - growling, demanding, rough, and dominant to the extreme.
The sounds of sex pushed her higher, like a beautiful cacophony of sin and corruption. Kagome felt like she died to the world when she was with him, unable to hear anything but the sounds of their bodies colliding, unable to see anything but him, unable to feel anything but his touch.
Sesshoumaru sensed her approaching orgasm and hissed, "You want this demon seed, Miko?"
"Yes!" she answered as her back arched upward.
He drove into her harder, and covered Kagome's mouth again as she neared her peak. The only thing she was allowed to hear when she came was him. She screamed against his hand as she came, and he followed, roaring into her ear as he came inside of her.
Sesshoumaru's cock slid out of her a couple of minutes later when he stood up and started to dress.
"Sesshoumaru, I..." Kagome started to speak, but her argument died on her tongue.
When he was dressed, he leaned over to kiss her on the forehead.
"Shhhh..."