Destined by Lisa
Trust
Kagome lit the fire with the matches from her bag. Sango was hovering like a worried mother duck. She had pulled out a towel and her soaps and set them by thehot springs. Kagome sat back as the fire began to burn.
“Ok, I’ll take it from here.”
“Are you sure?”
Kagome grinned. “I think I can bathe without hurting myself too much.”
Sango giggled nervously. “I’m sorry…I’m just…you know, responsible.”
Kagome sighed softly. It was true Inuyasha had screamed for Sango to guard her, but it was also true that Inuyasha, newly transformed into a human, could never have killed the youkai without her. What had happened was no one’s fault.
“It’s ok.” Sango began to shake her head. “No, it really is. Inuyasha could never have finished that thing off without you. I just got spit on. Without you, someone might have died. Now get back to camp and let me get clean.”
Sango nodded and Kagome was rather glad to see her gone. The truth was the youkai had not just spit on her. He had soaked her in something that was sticky, slimy, and thankfully not acidic. It smelled strange, not bad, but definitely odd. The worst of it was that it was everywhere. She could feel it squishing through her toes inside her shoes even as it made the hair on the back of her head stick to her neck. At least she’d managed to wipe most of it off her face. The pool was a stroke of luck. Now she could really get clean.
Sesshomaru stopped dead in his tracks. The youkai he was tracking was instantly forgotten. He could smell Inuyasha. He could feel his pulse quicken and tried to dampen the reaction. It was the miko. It always had been. Ever since the first time he had seen her, it was always the same. Youkai knew, the moment they meet their perfect counterpart, they knew on an instinctive level. But she didn’t trust him. Normally a youkai would have moved to mate within days, but he had waited almost two years. He had watched her and taught Inuyasha as best he could, but still the chance to be near her was almost irresistible. It was getting worse. These last few months he was hardly in control. Of their own accord his feet turned him toward his half-brother before his brain even kicked in. It was the new moon. Inuyasha would not be up for a fight. But for some reason he had to go. He was almost to the camp when he smelled it. The scent made his pulse thunder in his ears even as the blood rushed to a region far lower. He knew this scent, it was a mating scent.
Sesshomaru slipped around the camp and down the path to thehot springs, barely avoiding the demon slayer. He saw her as she rose from in front of the fire. She was covered in something, a strange iridescent slime from which the scent was emanating. It was a mating signal, doubtless some youkai’s last ditch effort to escape. If it covered a nearby female in it, the male attacking him would turn and rape her rather than kill him. It was a good thing that Inuyasha was human tonight. He expanded his senses, trying not to let the scent overwhelm him. There were other males and he could sense them moving toward her. It was obvious she was going to wash, but she was not moving fast enough. He fought for a full minute before deciding and stepping out into the clearing. Kagome jumped her eyes wide.
“Strip.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Undress. You must bathe now.”
She looked down at her clothes. “Well I know, but…”
“No you do not else you would be moving much faster. Now strip.”
Something about his attitude must have gotten through because she began to undress. She dropped her clothes into a pile, but left on two garments, one over her breasts and the other covering her womanhood.
“All your clothes.”
“But…”
“It is a weapon.”
“What is?”
“The substance. It is a weapon, a powerful one.”
She turned her back on him and removed the last two garments and climbed into the waist deep water. He watched for a moment as she began to wash. He could sense the other males in the area approaching, but warily. They could sense him, he was certain, and his presence kept them at bay. He flared his aura. After all Inuyasha would not be able to sense it and these fools would know that someone was standing guard over this particular female. He walked over to her clothes and tossed them into the fire.
“Hey! I was going to wash those.”
“The scent would never have come out. You would have been raped the next time you wore them.”
“Why?”
“It is a weapon.”
“You said that.”
She had stopped washing, and something told him that she would not start again until she understood the gravity of her situation. “It is a weapon of last resort for some youkai. There is a scent that all males respond to, it triggers a mating reaction. The youkai covered you in it in the hopes that Inuyasha would be too busy raping you to finish killing him.”
He watched the blood drain from her face and she began to wash again in earnest. She scrubbed her skin almost raw and began to wash her hair. He could feel the blood still pounding in his ears. She was so close, and now she was more trusting of him than ever before. His beast called for him to react to the scent even as his mind knew it was not what she wanted. She looked around the clearing.
“Why are you here?”
“I scented Inuyasha and began to track him. When I smelled you, I knew that you were vulnerable. Inuyasha in his human form cannot protect you tonight.”
“But you can?”
“I have some measure of control.”
Kagome though could tell he was not telling her the complete truth. His eyes kept stealing covert glances at her, and there was sweat on his forehead. He was reacting to the smell and fighting it. How much longer though, before he lost control?
“You have stopped washing.”
“I’m sorry.”
She lifted her arms to continue to clean her hair. He felt a groan deep in his chest at the sight of her bare chest. He looked away, trying to fight the reactions of his body. He glanced back, but she was no longer facing him. He could feel his arousal hot and hard begging for him to act.
Kagome rinsed her hair for the second time and sniffed it, trying to detect any of the strange substance that was causing her so much trouble. She couldn’t be sure. Quite suddenly she could feel someone behind her. A hand touched her shoulder and she felt someone sniffing her hair.
“You must wash again.”
“Sesshomaru-sama?”
“I will not do anything you do not want, but I fear you were not fast enough, Kagome-san.”
She felt herself tremble, but oddly she was not afraid. She had to turn to get her shampoo. Sesshomaru was standing directly behind her. He was completely naked though Kagome made a point of looking only at his face. He was sweating more, and she could see the muscles in his chest clenching and rippling. She reached past him for the bottle and began to wash her hair once more. He did not touch her, he simply watched her. She rinsed again.
“Better?”
He leaned forward, his body almost touching hers. “You smell good.”
“Um…but is that stuff all gone.”
“Yes.”
She felt something hot knot in her stomach, as his hand came up and rested on her shoulder. “You are aroused.”
“I am?”
“Do not be coy with me.”
She turned away, forcing him to break his contact. “Why are you doing this?”
“I am having trouble staying in control.”
“But you said it was all gone.”
She felt his hand on her waist. “It is, but you make me lose control.”
His hand slid across to her stomach. Slowly, perhaps to give her and chance to stop him, he slid his hand downward. She gasped softly, arching her back as his fingers invaded her sex. His fingers dipped into her sex before sliding upward to find her center. Slowly he circled it. She gripped his hand, but did not pull him away.
“Sesshomaru…what…”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, don’t stop…feels good.”
She leaned against his hard chest. She could feel his manhood pressing against her leg. She shifted and he felt his manhood slip between her legs. He sucked in his breath as her heat covered him. He closed his eyes and forced himself to concentrate on what he was doing to her. He wanted her to orgasm. He wanted to feel her body shuddering against him. Kagome cried out softly. Her hands gripped his hips, holding herself flush to him. She felt like there was a spring within her and he was drawing it tighter and tighter. Any second now it would snap and something wonderful would happen. She gasped softly, willing her orgasm to happen. With almost no warning the spring snapped. She lifted herself against him, her body pressed against him. He held her against him until her body stopped quaking. She sagged against him, panting softly. Only now did Sesshomaru allow himself to feel his own arousal. He was painfully hard. She stepped forward and he moved back, leaning against the back of the edge of the pool. She watched him silently.
“Kagome…I need…”
She stepped closer, her chest almost touching him. “You need release?”
She wrapped her hand around his manhood. “Kami…”
Slowly her hand slid along his shaft. He groaned softly, closing his eyes, and reached back to grip the edge of the pool steadying himself. He felt her breath whisper along his chest. Her lips were feather light across his skin. They drifted downward before she seemed to step back. Her hand continued to work his manhood. He could feel himself loosing control. Then her hand stopped. He sagged and let out a frustrated growl. Then her lips closed around the tip of his manhood. He gasped softly and his eyes went wide. Kagome knelt on the pool floor, her hair floating like a black halo around her as her lips slid down his shaft.
Kagome was shocked at her own actions. She could almost feel how painful his arousal was, and she knew, instinctively that this was what he needed. She was inexperienced, but she was a teenage girl with access to the internet and more than a few urges. Sesshomaru was huge, even by internet standards. She could hardly take half of him in her mouth. His hand slid through her hair, helping her gain a rhythm that would bring him to fruition. Sesshomaru felt a tightening. He was so close.
“Kagome…I’m going to…”
She looked up at him, a tiny smile on her lips. “It’s ok.”
Her mouth went back to work. He was panting softly. He was so close. With a sudden rush he came. He dug his fingers into her hair as his hips thrust uncontrollably. He managed to stifle the cry before it slipped past his lips. Slowly he came down. He felt her lips leave him and watched as she licked the last of his semen from the tip of his manhood. A delicious shudder ran up his spine. Yes, this was the only woman he wanted. She rose, her face flushed. He watched as she licked her lips. Slowly, he reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. He pulled her against him. He could no longer smell the tantalizing scent that called for a mating, but her scent was just as intoxicating for him. Slowly his lips dipped down to claim hers. She was so soft and tender and innocent. He pulled back quickly and released her.
“I will go.”
Before she could react he was gone. Kagome felt the air go out. She sat slowly in the water and ran her hands over her arms. She climbed out and grabbed her towel. She took much longer than she intended to dry herself, but then Sesshomaru had given her a hell of a lot to think about. In her bag she found her pajamas and her sandals. She doused the fire and pulled out a bottle of juice. This she sipped on while walking back to camp. Everyone seemed to asleep except Inuyasha.
“What took so long?”
She shrugged. “I couldn’t get that stuff out of my clothes so I burned them.”
“Even your shoes?”
“They were ruined, and I wasn’t lugging them around just to throw them away when I finally give up on them.” She rolled out her sleeping bag and climbed in. “Tomorrow I need to go home.”
“Why?”
“To get more clothes.”
“But…”
“Don’t argue with me.” She rolled over. “This day has been too long.”