Challenges, Drabbles, & Oneshots...(part 2) by r0o by sugar0o who lurks
Ignoring all Warnings - Smut/PWP
AN: This is Smut, or pr0n without plot. Fair warning! Made for SKYE's 'Warning challenge, as well as the Lemon w/Mokomoko Challenge.
Ignoring all Warnings
Kagome was so very annoyed with Inuyasha as of late, more so then she had been in a month, and no one that had a nose for it was going to tell the miko she was going into heat. No, not even the houshi that could sense the powers in her body changing to go into it. No one even wanted to tell her that because she was so very close with youkai that her body was resonating with them, basically adapting because she spent more time around youkai of power then she did her own kind, miko or humans in general. Of course this could not be helped but at the same time it was a situation that took her normal ovulation time frame and made her resonate like a youkai bitch, and actually go into a heat. It didn’t even help that she was powerful but if there were someone out there strong enough to subdue her, well she ended up fucked, mated and pupped before she regained control of her logical mind enough to say anything about it.
It had started like anything else, her anger that is, Inuyasha would not stop his bitching and after more then two years looking for the shards and dealing with the BOY that refused to grow up, a child that LOVED to antagonize him, and the rest of them, who were not so bad, but still annoyed her, she couldn’t help it. Every single step she took was with force, and everyone knew that anyone to push her would end up facing her wrath, they had traveled with her long enough to be scared of it, and even Kouga was wary of it, having at one time had it thrust upon him. Secretly they were all thinking that today would have been a great day for Naraku to have picked to show up because seriously Kagome, in the mood she was in would have totally fuck him up. Sadly for the tachi, the hanyou had already been killed off in one of these moments a few months back, Kagome had gotten him then in her PMSy wrath, but they were still looking for jewel shards. It was with wariness that they settled into camp for the night.
Now usually, Inuyasha would be at this point and time bitching about his ever-loving Ramen but again, but he did not want to be the one that set the miko off, and so it was with an eerie silence that Kagome made dinner, and eventually set out for a bath, not bothering to ask Sango if she wanted to go because the slayer had bathed yesterday. As much as Kagome tried to tell them that nothing would happen if they bathed daily, none of them seemed to think that was right. Kagome would be damned if she stank like the rest of them, even Shippo seemed to some up smelling a bit raunchy, and she was glad that he sometimes slept with Kirara rather then herself. Either way without a word she made her way to the hot spring that Inuyasha had pointed out before she’d even asked, (again a self-defense mechanism on his part,) and made her merry way there.
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Sesshomaru prided himself on many things but the intimidating figure of stalk white was only on his top list of five things he loved about himself and his ability to scare the living hell out of anything, sadly this vestige could not stand up to the two small dirty hands of the human child he had yet to manage to denote from his presence. He was not as heartless as many made him out to be, and he gave her choice time and time again, he did not ask her to travel with him, he had simply stated that she should do as she pleased, which as in his mind a dismissal when ever she wanted. Amazingly and annoyingly, she had yet to stop following him, and somehow she was slowly worming her dirty little way under his skin. Before he’d gotten her, had any other stray dared to put their grubby little fingers on his person, child or not they would have been punished, then their parents would be punished for not teaching them better, and finally their village for allowing the little urchin to get close to him in the first place. But he supposed in a way it was his own fault. Rin was like a duckling, he was the first to care for her in any way, even if it was only a test to see if the sword would work, and so she had followed. Now he couldn’t seem to get rid of her and wasn’t certain that he wanted to in the first place really.
Either way, what many demons, and battles could not do, his ward was capable of; She’d managed to get him dirty, something he LOATHED to no end. His pristine white image was part of the intimidation factor, it was that he could kill, ruthlessly and still not get a drop of blood on him, yet his little runt could get clods of dirt on him with a disarming smile and a hug of his legs. He was getting soft and he hated it, but at the same time part of him loved it. Rin had opened him up to something he had once thought he had hated. His own childhood had been horrible, a bitch of a mother, and a father that was always too busy with war, and expanding his territory that only took time to beat lessons on fighting into him. He was aware that his father had been working towards being able to cut back, after all you couldn’t relax until you had such a strong hold on things, that there were no beings willing to challenge you. His father had almost gotten there until that damn human hime had royally mucked it up. The moment his sire had set his eyes upon the home-wrecking (not that there was much of a home to wreck in the first place though,) bitch had ruined it all.
He growled low in remembering it all, yes his father had fallen simply because he wanted the human and couldn’t take her for his own, he already had a female, and could not by the laws of his nature and his own kind take her the way a female should be taken when they were obviously a suitable match. Make no mistake, Sesshomaru knew the human bitch and his father were a match, a good one, the problem came in that his father was already mated. Even if Sesshomaru himself didn’t like his mother, (and his father didn’t like his mother,) that didn’t just suddenly make it so that neither were still mated, or that it was okay to cheat. It had been this factor that had led the dragons to think that the inu were weak, so weak they would forsake their own mate for a human, a low no-power-human. The bitch. Sesshomaru growled out low once more in agitation, beings from all walks of life ran from him, not that he cared of noticed, he was only wanting one thing now other then forgetting about the past. And that was a bath, with clean clothing.
He knew the moment he relaxed enough after the day he had, that his youki would come up and clean the clothing itself, it was more the principal of it all that irked him, topping that… with the annoying jabber of Jaken, the fact that the court in Nishi, his and his mother’s palatial home, was pressuring him to take a mate and rut her until she was pupped heavily with his offspring. He sighed, something that was out of character for him to do at the annoyance of it all, glad that at least, the villain Naraku was finally dead so that he did not have to worry about that too. Reaching the hot springs he’d been looking for he had gotten undressed, and quickly into the water remembering that day, and the damn miko that had been plaguing him since that time. Two months and still he could not help but think about her, and how she’d looked that day, how she’d act and reacted, how she had been the key to the damn hanyou’s downfall, it was annoying that so much power lay in a human.
He grit his teeth and closed his eyes. Finally getting the peace and quiet, the still relaxing time he needed so that he didn’t got back to his own camp and slaughter both the girl-runt and the kappa. It would have been perfect if he had the space to himself but sadly that was not to be his fate, it would just so happen that the one damnable wench he was thinking about just happened to be coming his way. His annoyance was palpable, but then as his chest began to rumble in a low tenor, he could pick up that her own annoyance was up as well. He wondered for a moment why the normally happy miko was in such a tizzy until her scent caught his nose. His beast reared up powerfully and strong, but he would not let it happen. He refused! He was going to fail.
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Kagome had finally gotten to the place she’d been looking for, not knowing that she’d taken a wrong tern and that the hot spring she was looking for was about a quarter of a mile away from camp, while she was at least a mile or more away from her own camp, far TOO far for anyone that she cared about to hear her scream, as she has no idea she’d be doing so soon. Lost in her own happy thoughts she didn’t even notice the low warning growl that sounded from the spring. The sound that had she been canine, and not JUST demon, but any kind of canine was a warning to stay away, or enter at your own peril. No, Kagome, miko of the Shikon was more interested in getting into the nice wet, warm soothing water and soaking her annoyance with the world away. It was probably too bad that she didn’t notice that warning it would have saved her virginity.
She had finally gotten into the heated pool and allowed the water to lap at her supple skin, and frayed nerves, beginning to wash her body from the dirt that had accumulated over the day’s travel. Again she really didn’t understand how people in this era didn’t stay clean, she just couldn’t go more then two days without a bath or Inuyasha was going to be kissing dirt like it was a lover. Finally sighing her troubles away for the day she had no idea the eyes of a red eyed predator were on her. Sesshomaru for all he was worth had tried to stop it from happening, but the scent of her could be called nothing more short of divine. She smelled good enough to eat, and that was only one of the things his mind was already planning to be able to do. She as a female, one of power at that, was unmated, and unmarked, walking around on her own with no protect, it screamed take me, throw me down and fuck me until I’m broken. Yet at the same time, he knew this onna and she was not the type to submit, she would be a challenge one that at the moment in his lust filled mind and pants he couldn’t even begin to dream about.
The miko never noticed his approach, for if she was going to stop him, he was certain she would have voiced it by then. Instead, the silent stalking predator that he was, made his way to the helpless miko, though he knew she was far from helpless, she was too strong to be helpless like she let other believe she was. He on the other hand was no fool, what did seem to shock him though was that the closer her got the better he could hear her. Not just her steady breathing not because it was somewhat erratic, but in fact, her soft moans and sighs in pleasure. He wondered just what the cause was only to notice that her hands were blow the water, moving all over her body. The spring was a very warm and very clear spring so it was with issues that he could see her hands and where they were, both of them were actually rubbing her stomach, as her kind sometime did when they cramped up during their moontime, and the other rolling over her breasts.
Another low warning growl was issued and this time she heard him. Hands stilled the miko eyes were caught in his own, and while she was scared, she’d never seen him in such a state before, unless he was planning to change into a massive 10 story dog, at the moment the only thing that looked like it was getting bigger, was a blur under the surface of the water that caught her eye, and left her breathless. Something was wrong with her she decided, when rather then getting out of the hot spring her eyes seemed to lid halfway, and she gave out a lot growlish sound of her own, something she’d picked up from Inuyasha in her anger at him. She had the uncanny ability to mimic the sounds perfectly for a human throat which was not meant to make the sound. Still looking at him, bare to her eyes, and slowly getting aroused, the miko wondered what the dog lord would think if she glomped him and then raped him.
She wouldn’t get the chance to find out because before she could think to ask him what he was doing there the dog was upon her, his hot breath on her neck breathing in deeply the scent of her. She shuddered as her now hard nipples, exposed to the night’s air hardened before being smashed against the demon’s chest, again that low now much darker rumbling sound came from his chest, a warning, her last to run and get away from him while she still had a chance was ignored by the unaware girl. Not realizing that she had stayed for him, because she did not speak the language, she was almost taken off guard by the pair of slightly full heated lips that crashed into her own as he pulled her to him by the nape of her neck at the base of her hair with little care to how she was treated. Angry, her heat kicking in more because the male was dominating her, the miko caught back as best she could, not that she was fighting for him to stop but more so because in her mind she was not going to be pushed around.
Kagome clawed as his back thinking to get him to draw away, instead he just pushed into her more, she bit his neck causing him to snarl, yet she was not afraid, not it only fueled her trying not to submit to him, even though she knew not what she was doing, her powers were making her resonate like a demon bitch, she had no clue she was fighting because instincts told her to. His own hands locked into her dark mane, yanking it back and exposing her neck to him. At some point her mind thought that perhaps she could squeeze him to death, after all she’d seen it in a movie once and it had worked then, and she’d be damned if walking around feudal Japan for two years, as well as up and down 128 stairs at her shrine didn’t give her some damn powerful legs. She hefted them up and around his long torso, ignoring his pleasured growl that she had, (again not that she knew it) submitted to him. She squeezed with all her might, and the demon lord did feel rather breathless, but it mattered not for she had opened herself to him. Taking one hand and anchoring it to one of the round globes of her ass the demon took the other and located her clit before he began her torture.
Kagome had no idea what was going on, lips assaulted her leaving her confused, hot and bothered, while hands rubbed her all over before finding her ass and stopping there, locking her to him, while another pleasure found its way to being her to heaven. She had no idea what was going on, or that as he worked her more and more, his fingers finding a place deep in her dark sheath that the demon lord was doing things to her that she would never allow another to do. In her right mind she would fight him tooth and nail, but in a lust clouded mind she cared only for the feeling he was giving and when that damn low warning growl greeted her making her innards shift and tighten. She had no idea exactly the feeling was when she began to crest into oblivion but before long she was thrown over and the moment she was she felt pleasure then nothing but pain. It had been nothing for him to lower her down fast on the head of his engorged cock and seating himself deep with in her, with her legs wrapped around him and herself so easily accessed.
He had entered her in one long hard fast thrust, while at the same time biting into the side of her throat getting his elongated fangs right next to her artery, where they would absorb what he would give her. Even lost in his own world Sesshomaru knew what he was doing. The miko was powerful and strong, and would make a fine bitch to pup, though he did know she would be the type that he’d have to keep pupped because other wise she’s be a problem, it mattered not. As lord and having no mate he could take one, and she was oh so powerful. He Smirked, her power tasted so very very sweet. Her blood sang to his own, and as her aura rose so did his matching crash and caressing against one another in a way he had never felt before in a rut, before his own began to dominate hers. That was why he was taking her. It had been obscured when he’d found it at home, those of like power levels would in fact take a mate that was human so long as he or she was as powerful. It had been years ago years before the jewel hunt and the spider’s death. It had been laughable at the time, but now as he buried his girthy dick in her tight spasming pussy, he couldn’t help but think of then and began the chant in his mind that would bind them and make her his in all ways, she would make a lovely demoness.
Kagome for her own part had gotten over the pain, and the shock of it, and pulled her hips bask hissing as she felt her pussy clench on his dick trying to keep him in, there was a slight sloshing sound that seemed to go with it because they were halfway in the hot spring by now, and before she knew it he was pressing in once again. The, what felt like bulbous head of his dick, was making friends with her painfully small cervix, over and over again as he began to thrust pulling in and out. Either way she liked the feeling as dug her nails into his back to get him to give her more. He complied without thought, finally finishing the chant and watching as he fucked her and she changed. He did not like humans, but he did like power, he would not have a human mate, even now. He didn’t really care all that much that she’d probably be upset about it, it was his thought, one of the few he was still capable of making while his dick was being happily eaten by her soaking pussy, that if anything he had a respect for the miko and knew that she would one day become a good mother to the pups he would lay within her belly, his home would not be like his own had been growing up. It would be better, he would make her see that, but for now he needed to fuck her.
He pulled them complete out of the spring, and had managed to position her on her hands and knees knowing that right now, between her scent and the magic, as well as his beast that was already in control that the more pleasant side of mating would have be done some other night right now he was lost and in love with the primal side of this. He ran his dangerously clawed fingers down the center of her spine as she bow her back out to the ground making and inverted arc to him. He could see the muscles there from using her bow so much and didn’t think much about curling his own spin so that he could lick her. His heated tongue met her wet skin and the taste was amazing, he closed his eyes as he found his mark on her neck and once again started to fuck his new bitch. With reckless abandonment, all of which Kagome loved by the sounds of it, Sesshomaru took her. His balls slapped her as he fucked her the tight sting feeling good on both sides as he continued, before his fuzzy pelt began to sneak its way towards them pair.
Kagome in a moment of clarity, not that she was asking or thinking the right things to begin with, had always wondered what this fuzzy thing had felt like, and had found it was rather soft, particularly when it made its way down her body, and towards the intimate connection that she and Sesshomaru shared. She wondered for a moment what was going to happen, not at all noticing that as it snaked its way down it was shaking off excess fur that would make what it and Sesshomaru had planed a bit painful on her side of things, after all the part of her they were going to be playing with was very sensitive. Being a demon had its perks Sesshoamru decided knowing what was about to happen and loving the fact the it would make the miko howl when he was done with her for the moment. He forced his mokomoko to comply the fur began to fall off, and while she couldn’t see it, and Sesshomaru didn’t need to this didn’t mean that he didn’t know what was happening. The very end of Mokomoko was a bit bulbousy but adding a bit of youki to it, he watched as the now bald and smooth pelt broke apart into thirds, which was what he wanted. Each third bit was about as long as his forearm, and was making its way towards where they were connected, where his own cock was still busy pistoning into his female.
There were two rather thinner parts of it, while one part was still rather thick, and that was what he needed. The thinner bits of mokomoko had sneaked their way to the connection itself, as he pulled out slowing for them, one wrapped out the base of his cock pulling tight, its tip long enough to go to the head of his cock and wrap around it too, creating what his miko would someday call “feudal era cock rings,” while the other managed to slink its way into the tiny lip opening at the head of his cock, worming its way around and turning him on greatly between the pleasure and the pain of it before it drew out youkai directly from his dick. The two parts in play, Sesshomaru once again began pistoning into Kagome, her yowls growing louder as she stretched more to accommodate him and the two extra tips of mokomoko. He smirked devilishly into her neck as he began to lick, suckle, and nip at her, noticing that as he did her pussy got all that much wetter, and it became easier to do what he wanted and needed to do.
The tip of mokomoko that had pulled out the youki from his dick had set to work the second it had been put in place, drawing out his youki in such a way would leave a path for his seed to follow to her womb which was already allowing her ripeness to shine. It was as well that the moko could stretch very long and in this case, then unlike most he would impregnate her, and know it, be certain of it, because he would physically do it himself using mokomoko to help. He didn’t stop his thrusting for her at all as he went a head and completed the internal job, her cries were of pleasure anyway. But he doubted she’d be upset by all of this until she was finally sober from the passion of it all, he continued as she came, drawing him deeper and deeper until he was certain that mokomoko had found the clutch of her ripeness, and finally released long and deep with in her, flaring his youki wildly around her, through and into her aura, the chanted spell began to take effect as his knot formed, and he smirked deviously down at the little female as the last heavy third part of his mokomoko began to strum her clit wildly keeping her in so much pleasure that the pain of the transformation was lost on her.
He reveled in the feeling of her constantly spasming core as it wrapped around his girthy knot massaging it, forcing him to cum so much he was certain would burst before long, he noted that as he came and her core wriggled and thrashed around him, and that some did leak out. It was not enough to stop him from pupping her, but enough so that she would not be killed from it. This one time she would be human and not prepared for the amount of cum to be spilled into her, in the future her youkai body would take it all and keep it all. He smirked down at her, noting how tired she was, but he did not give her pause with his mokomoko on her clit, her cries were nearly sobs now, silent, as she shuddered, and he knew that he’d have her passed out before long when he would finally give her rest. He couldn’t help but be pleased with himself as he watched the tips of her ears begin to point as well as feeling her cervix move against the head of his dick as it flared out just the tiniest bits as her hips enlarged, wide hips to birth his pups. Either way, as he watched the rest of it he was pleased, she would make a fine mate.
Enjoying her body and its shuddering around him he finally noticed that she’d passed out from the pleasure unable to stay awake for it any longer. For that he was pleased, not that he was tired but it was a lot to keep her mind so numb to everything else that all she could feel was pleasure. Either way, as he waited for the end to come, for his knot to release, for her to wake up so they could begin their lives together, so he could keep her fat, and pupped, Sesshomaru noticed the unwanted attention he’d drawn in with his rutting. He was certain that the boy had no idea that the bitch attached to his cock was the miko he was looking for, but Sesshomaru cared not. If he had it his way, and he usually did, she wouldn’t be consorting with that bunch of idiots ever again. It was his plan that she’d be too swollen with pup too much to ever be able to leave his castle, let alone his bed.
The only warning he gave was a low much more vicious growl then the ones he’d been giving off earlier, whatever Inuyasha thought, Sesshomaru did not care. This bitch was his, it was with great satisfaction that he noticed the ignorant hanyou stalking off with the sent of his wretched arousal, embarrassment, and shame tingeing his scent. Sesshomaru was pleased with himself, he had set out for a bath, and ended up with a mate, soon she would be pupped, and he would be able to take her at his leisure, perhaps having her at his side would stop his wanderlust for a time. Either way if nothing else he was glad she had ignored his warnings earlier and that the hanyou had heeded them later. He would hate to have to attempt fighting with his dick locked in his bitch.
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