Dearly Beloved by Aviel

Ceremony

Disclaimer: Though it saddens me to say it, I don’t own anything relating to Takahashi-sensei’s Inuyasha. However, the plot and/or ideas of this drabble series do belong to me.

A/N: The lemon will follow after this chapter. You can find it under my oneshot collection: L is for Lemonade. No YIMs, however. ;) Update 2 of 2.

Chapter 45: Ceremony

Sesshoumaru fiddled with his cufflinks as he tried to block out the noise of excited chatter, forcing it to the back of his mind. A weight settled on his shoulder, and he turned to see his brother with a smile on his face.

Giving him a reassuring pat, Inuyasha said, “Knowing Kagome, she’s probably fussing about looking perfect for you. So, relax, bro. Everything’s gonna be alright.”

The anxious groom inclined his head and clasped his hands behind his back, donning his infamous stoic mask. Chuckling softly, knowing that he would be fine, Inuyasha stepped away and returned to his previous spot, elbowing the man beside him.

“Not a word, bastard,” he muttered, glaring at Kouga’s smirk.

“Whatever, kid.”

“Ugh.”

. . .

A chorus of gasps filled the air as the sound of music blared around him, echoing in the large cathedral. Slowly, as Sesshoumaru’s eyes trailed down the aisle and landed on the stunning woman at the entrance, his heart stopped beating.

There, in a vision of white, his bride gracefully made her way toward him, a white rose bouquet in her hands and her grandfather escorting her by the arm. They were preceded by her mother, her younger brother, Sango–her Maid of Honor–and three of her chosen bridesmaids. The entire procession was led by Kagome’s niece, Rin, who was carrying a basket of flowers and was happily creating a path of fluttering petals for them.

Though her face was currently obscured by her veil, Sesshoumaru thought she was magnificent. Her gown–a strapless one, he noted absentmindedly–revealed her creamy shoulders and accentuated her figure perfectly. The sweetheart top cinched at her slim waist and flared out over her hips in a silky chiffon train, hiding her long legs from view.

A warm feeling rose in his stomach.

Oh, he was looking forward to stripping her down later.

. . .

After a long night of being congratulated–and embarrassed–by their friends and family, the newlyweds returned home and retired to their bedroom, where Sesshoumaru was determined to allow his wife to explore his body and familiarize herself with it once again.

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Original Posting Date: January 27, 2013

Prompt: For see03’s “Superior Sense of Smell” Challenge, Beauty

Words: 350