Challenges, Drabbles, & Oneshots by r0o by sugar0o who lurks

Walterized - Bloody Smut

An: this fic has mature content, as well as sexual menstrual blood play. It is not for the squeamish or faint. Personally, it’s a very different fic then the ones r0o is usually responsible but I wrote this as a prompt from Mister Walter. He’s always amusing to me so I answered one of his challenges. If you do not want to read such a fic I think you should stop now, and wait for the next update. Again WARNING: VULGARITY, SEXUAL MENSTRUAL BLOOD PLAY, ORAL. M/F

Walterized

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He didn’t know when it had happened but sometimes after Sesshomaru and Inuyasha had joined tachi’s, becoming one larger working pack with both male and female counterparts as well as pups and beasts, Sesshomaru began to see Kagome as, well, the alpha bitch. Really, it was very easy to see, they only had three females not counting the neko and one was a pup. The other, while strong, was obviously beta because while she COULD take care of some of the pack she didn’t, nor did she try to. It was the miko that attended to the needs of all including his, not that there were many that he required of her, usually just tea when meal time came. But nonetheless, the miko had shown herself to be alpha and, well, want it or not his beast liked the idea.

He had, in fact, never traveled with females for this reason but it was unavoidable this time. Either way, as she was alpha female, she was, of course, his as he was alpha male. Yes, Inuyasha had put up a good fight but in the end, well, it was easy to tell who would be alpha. Curiously though, his younger half brother allowed the omega male of their pack, again not counting Ah-Un, Jaken or the pup Shippo, the use of the beta female. While it didn’t sit well with him it really didn’t matter as he did not feel the need or want to rut with the beta female. So long as she showed respect to the alpha, she could fuck who ever she wanted to as long as it also didn’t cause dissention in the pack. Either way, Kagome was his. More amazingly though was over the last few months he had learned of something rather interesting while being with humans.

First and foremost, the ONLY humans he had ever been around for any length of time had been Izayoi, and that was for only a short two weeks at best, and Rin. As, apparently, Izayoi had not been near her cycle and Rin obviously hadn’t started hers yet, thank Kami, he had never known that human females went into heat more than once a year. Youkai bitches, at best, only went into heat once a year.  At worse and for his kind once every ten years. Deny it as he might, he was still an inu so above all the need and want to procreate was still very strong. Willingly, he would never fall for a human but… it seemed that the Kami’s were against him, his father was probably laughing it up right now. Not only did his bitch go into heat but the beta bitch did too, at the same time. While the beta’s heat scent was appetizing, it was not nearly as powerful or as arousing as the miko’s.  That came from the fact that she was still alpha and pure while the beta bitch had been taken by at least the monk and possibly other’s. He didn’t go sniffing because honestly he didn’t want to know.

That left him with a problem… for the last five months as if on queue every twenty eight days both older bitches in his pack went into heat and then roughly ten to thirteen days later they bled together. Light at first then heavy for two to three days before the scent waned again. This was more of a problem then anything else. Yes, while he LOVED the scent of his bitch’s heat, as a youkai the scent of her heavy blood was richer and called to him almost as much and sometimes more then her heat scent. Humans were funny that way.  For while youkai bitches bled when they were in heat, human bitches heat was at the mid point between their bleeding. It left his beast in an odd and confusing situation not to mention it left his rational mind with two long periods during the month when it was hard not to just knock the bitch over and rut her before everyone, staking his claim upon her.

That too was problematic.

While the miko was very powerful, the problem with her kind was that as soon as she rutted she would be nothing more then human, her power gone with her hymen torn. So until Naraku was slain there was no way he could just up and fuck her. BUT, that didn’t mean he couldn’t do other things to her. He was already plotting just what would happen. As per usual, without being asked, he would have the pack set up their camp near a body of water and he would get her alone there. It wouldn’t be that hard. The beta bitch often left her alpha alone, something that did tend to bother him though he had yet to correct it. He didn’t think the human would react well to how youkais corrected disobedient bitches so he had yet to beat it into her that she should always remain with her alpha unless the alpha male came to relieve her. Either way, he would have his way.

The youkai lord was caught up, too caught up in thought, to actually notice for once that a lower youkai that had managed to sneak up upon the shard hunting pack. The poor miko was obviously the one in most danger as she held the prized shards and her blood had been spilt in the process. A large gash across her rib cage and down her belly let her blood seep out. And, of course, with her blood so heavily flowing already in a more rich and heady way, the fresher and lighter scent of non-menstrual blood hit the dai’s nose and his own eyes bled scarlet. The offending youkai died a quick and painful, poisonous death, but the dai would not be satisfied.  The lower youkai was lucky that the dai had to attend to his bitch other wise he would have found himself brought back to life if only to be killed once more. None would envy him.

Sesshomaru picked his bleeding bitch up and dashed away, growling out to Inuyasha to set up camp in the clearing not to far from them. The hanyou begrudgingly accepted the alpha’s will and heatedly stomped off knowing that Kagome could and never would be his while his brother was in the picture. Sesshomaru and Kagome were alphas, he could only have Sango if he wished it.  And, honestly, he really didn’t want to be on the receiving end of her boomerang so really he was more then content to let Miroku keep her.

With Sesshomaru, he had already gotten them to a shallow river that was not too cold. Having his bitch already topless, he began to remove her lower garments when she stirred. Of course, the chit tried to get away from him but low warning growls and the tightening of his claws into her skin made her stop. He could sense so many emotions on her all mixing with her heady scent of monthly blood. It was intoxicating. Taking interest in the string that feel from between her thighs, he couldn’t help but tug lightly, causing her tampon to be pulled out. Again, she protested, but he didn’t care nor was he listening at this point because her scent was so much more powerful now. He was as if a male possessed, as he brought her close to his body and dipped her into the water to clean her wounds.

She buried her face into his chest, her skin flush and heated to his own.  He watched in morbid fascination as blood washed away from between her legs as well as her ribs where the deep cut was. Again he was lost in his own world, ignoring the bitches struggle only snarling and growling when she got too angsty, which stilled her movement like a good bitch. Once done cleaning the wound, he rose from the water, his cloths wet, then laid her upon his mokomoko, not caring if blood got on the pelt since it would clean itself. He laid her out and took off his own garments for them to dry. They were youkai made so it would not take long. He looked upon her, smelling her blood, both the more fresh and the heady one and couldn’t stop himself. He had to taste her. Again not caring for her protests, really the bitch would need to learn who was her alpha and what better way then to teach her now.

He, more gently then she assumed he could ever, climbed over her and began to lap first and foremost at the life threatening one. His long, rough tongue doing things to her that a virgin mind couldn’t possibly hope to understand the meaning or the ramifications of. She blushed prettily as the wound closed and he became addicted to the scent as well as the taste of her powerful crimson life. He lapped at her skin as though he were a dying man and all too soon the wound was no more. He almost gave into the need to either re-injure her or whine out at the lose but he was not going to do either thought for he had a greater prize.

Now though, with the scent of her fresh blood gone, he was left only with the heady flow of her monthly. Again, the youkai beast within him reared its head, baring its fangs at the saucy bitch that lay before them exposed and helpless. He snarled and she shuddered, the scent of both her fear and her arousal assaulted him before her shame and embarrassment added to the mixing heady scent, all of which turned him on greatly. Again, while he wanted nothing more then to mount, fuck, claim and pup her, these things would wait.  He would have her but, for now, he wanted a sample of her delights. Easily he worked his mouth down her body.  He was not trying to arouse her more but to keep her mind locked in a bit of a haze. He had never understood the mortal’s need for modesty but it would not do to have her be able to think her way into stopping him. Either way, it seemed to work because he was easily able to maneuver the bitch the way he wanted.

Possibly against his better judgment, he moved her into a receiving position that a bitch should be in. Granted, he told himself and his beast they would not rut her, he reasoned that it would be easier to have access to her if he did not need to keep her grounded. A lie but the way she looked her round firm ass in the air, her pussy on display leaking her monthly, he couldn’t help but lick his lips and hers. When he moved in and began to pleasure her, she squeaked and his chest rumbled with humor and arousal, knowing that he would be her first, last and only if he had his way which, --with the exception of Inuyasha’s death and who got Tetsaiga--, was always. He worked his bitch. Keeping her still though seemed to be the hard thing, she jerked and thrashed around, all seemingly in the throws of passion and before long she arched her back up into a near perfect curl.

Of course, he heard it before it happened but he was powerless to stop it. Her now glistening pussy had sucked in air.  While he did not know the modern term for this, he knew what was about to happen as soon as she was pushed back down. Unfortunately, as he had stopped moving she had not, Kagome had felt full for a moment, not in a way as if she were filled with male but just full, as if she had breathed in deep and her cheeks were puffed only it was not the right orifice. She didn’t know what was about to happen but Kami help her she would die of morbid blushing soon after, she was lucky the alpha of the pack had a sword that brought back the dead to life. Her body arched down, the full feeling leaving her as the lips of her pussy clapped and air moved forth, making a ‘pffffft’ sound that vibrated her just a bit between her thighs and at the base of her spine. She stopped cold, all alluring and heady feelings gone. Her eyes wide, she turned to look over her shoulder praying that she had not just queefed in the face of her pack leader.

The sight that greeted her would forever embarrass her, almost as much as it would turn her on which would embarrass her even more. His face was covered with clear, pink and red dots of liquid, shiny and all over. She did not need to be told what it was and she could not stop her blush from going from the roots of her hair to the tips of her nipples. It was when his long canine tongue came forth and lapped his face clean that she breathed in deep, suddenly realizing that she had stopped breathing.

He smirked. She on the other hand fainted, spread eagle. Sesshomaru smirked more looked at his bitch.  She had much to learn and she would need to get over her mortification and modesty. It was natural, a bit of a surprise, but he delighted in debauchery.  He couldn’t wait to truly taint her. Figuring there was no need to not indulge more, after all, waste not, want not. The dai cleaned his female and then bathed them both. Not wanting her to plug her delightful hole again, but knowing it was for the best, as they did not want unwanted attention because of the scent of her heady blood, he decided to keep them there until she woke. He did not know what the thing was he had pulled out or where to get another one, so she would be needing that, instead he got comfortable. Laying his body beside her own his head was no where near her own though, instead it was lodged happily and comfortably between her legs. He really couldn’t wait to teach her about these things… it would just be so much fun.

Word count ~ 2400 w/o AN.

Thankies to my beta, Dany-sama! :3