Clash of Alphas by sarhea

Riku Ryuu's Prompt - Lollipop

AN: warning… graphic description of sexual intimacy. Skip if you’re a YIM or smut isn’t your cup of tea

AN: Consider this as my contribution to r0o’s 2nd GM Challenge 2012. Used Rikku Ryuu’s Prompt Lollipop for it.

~ooO Riku Ryuu's Prompt - Lollipop Ooo~

Sesshoumaru growled. They had only been apart eight days. Eight days too many. He grabbed his mate and held her close before forming his energy in an orb around and streaking off. When they reached the destination he gently floated down and allowed her feet to touch the soft grass.

His mate looked around and gasped. They were standing in the middle of a perfect forest glade, with a small cliff face and waterfall that spilled into a large pool that naturally drained away into a small stream. It was Kagome’s favourite place. It was their place. She refused to let anyone else from the taichi know about this tiny slice of paradise. It belonged to just the two of them, a sanctuary they used to get private alone time together.

He could scent the changes in her, pheromones and musk and desire. He growled and pushed her down onto the soft grass. She gasped but did not flinch. She moved her legs, allowing him to kneel between her thighs and push her skirts up. She was wearing those flimsy garments…panties.  For a moment he was tempted to cut the fabric at the hips but then he remembered her threats. Instead he hooked his fingers into the waistband and tugged down. She lifted her hips, then one foot, helping him remove the tiny garment. She was vulnerable, open, and wet. Dark drenched curls saturated with her scent and desire.

He lay down between her thighs and tugged the plump flesh apart, exposing her wet slit. She was glistening pink and smelled so good, Sesshoumaru could not resist. He licked her flesh and cleaned her thoroughly, swiping his tongue along the slit and chasing every drop of her fluids. She gasped and trembled. He could see more fluids oozing from the narrow opening just below her engorged nub. He could not resist.

He latched onto her clit and licked hard with his rough tongue. She screamed and came. Carefully he flicked the tip of his tongue against the underside, sensitizing it so much she came again. Reluctantly he released his treat and began paying especial attention to the opening below. It was tight but opened under his forceful attentions.

She was whimpering now, her legs wrapped around his head, arching into his mouth, small hands clenched in his hair as she tugged. He smirked and pushed his tongue deeper and higher into her. It was not as thick as his cock but much more flexible. His efforts were rewarded with a fresh outpouring of fluids. His nose and tongue were saturated in her scent. Nothing could compare to an aroused Kagome.

The small fluttering around his tongue warned him of her impending climax. The sensations of her coming around his tongue were divine. Every sense was satisfied in this position: sight, sound, taste, scent, and touch. She came screaming his name two more times and he sated himself on her secretions.

Reluctantly he pulled away, licking her sore swollen flesh more gently, soothing the engorged aroused tissue. He moved up and kissed her with slick lips. Unlike most human females she did not shy away from her taste or his. Her small pink tongue darted out cleaning her fluids from around his mouth, nose and chin, very much like an inu-bitch would.

Then she kissed his lips chastely and looked at him with wide blue eyes. “I’m afraid.”

He frowned confused. “Why?”

“I don’t want to loose you.”

“You won’t.”

“Anything can happen in battle,” she whispered.

He growled, disturbed that his mate doubted his battle prowess. It must have shown because she was quick to react. “Naraku cheats.”

The anger subsided. That was understandable. The kumo-hanyou did use underhanded tactics in battle, to ensure a stalemate and his escape.

“Then we will simply have to outsmart him, little bitch,” he murmured.

She thought of it then nodded. Then she smiled slyly, her hands wandering down to his waist. “I feel obliged to return the favour my lord has bestowed on me,” she said softly.

Sesshoumaru grinned inwardly. Outwardly he merely raised a brow. “A favour?”

“Oh yes. He gave me great pleasure with his mouth. He deserves to be repaid in kind.”

And then she slithered down his length until her face was above his waist. Small nimble hands tugged at the ties and the material until his cock was free and curving up towards his belly, a bead of clear liquid on the tip.

She wrapped both hands around the shaft, stroking up and down the thick length. He hissed as more blood surged into the organ. Then her mouth enveloped the tip and he groaned. Her tongue swirled around the mushroom head and into the slit at the tip, licking up the pre-cum. Once she was satisfied she shifted and allowed more of his shaft to enter her mouth, to hit the back of her throat and go down her throat.

He hissed. This was an entirely different sensation from having her cunt wrapped around his cock. He groaned as her mouth retreated, leaving the saliva slick shaft exposed to the cool air. Then she proceeded to lavish attention on the head, licking and swirling her tongue around it like Rin eating one of his mate’s thrice-damned lollipops.

When she lifted her mouth away it was a shock. He opened his eyes, wondering what happened, he saw her popping something into her mouth and chewing vigorously as she rubbed a sharply scented cream into her hands. Seeing his confused look she smirked.

“Trust me, you’ll either love this or hate it.”

And then she wrapped the tip of his cock in her mouth and gripped the rest of his shaft in her hands.

It was ice. It was hell. It was pain. It was heaven. He didn’t even last two downward strokes of her tingly hands and icy mouth. He came hard like a geyser. His mate drank every drop and then licked the small amounts leaking from the corner of her mouth. Then she proceeded to clean his shaft with her still tingly-cold tongue.

“What was that?” he asked in a shaky voice.

“Mint chewing gum and menthol icy rub,” she said cheerfully. “Yuka says some guys really get off on the cold sensations.” She smirked naughtily. “Do you?”

He stared at her for a moment before kissing her fiercely. “Yes!” he snarled before pulling her beneath him. Kagome relaxed and welcomed the heavy girth penetrating her, pushing hard and high into her, unafraid of the force of his movements.

Sesshoumaru would never hurt her.

Her desire re-surged and she wrapped her arms and legs around her mate, digging her nails into his shoulders, urging him on, to take her as he needed and wanted, because his pleasure was her pleasure.

He was her world.

TBC...