An Uncontrollable Urge by Narfing Much
Sesshoumaru couldn't stop himself.
There they were, bouncing right in front of him, teasing him.
She was the one who had put herself in this position, he thought to himself.
He certainly hadn't forced her to ride him.
Wasn't this funny though, Kagome was riding him, and he was trying to rationally justify capturing one of her nipples in his mouth and suckling it.
He rose up on an elbow, grabbed a breast with his hand, and guided the nipple into his mouth, smirking when he heard her moan.
He suckled it like a newborn babe, and damn if it didn't turn her on.
Kagome arched into him, nearly screaming with pleasure when he suddenly bit down on her breast, the pain taking the backseat to the wonderful rush of pleasure she felt as one of his hands reached down to stroke the little bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs.
She came swiftly around him in a series of moans and soft cries, the walls of her core convulsing around his still rigid shaft.
Taking advantage of the daze his girlfriend was in, Sesshoumaru swiftly shifted his weight until he was straddling her, all without removing himself from the shuddering heat of her core.
"We're not done just yet," he growled, licking the shell of her ear, "We're really just beginning."
Smirking at the shudder he felt run through her, he began his ministrations anew, looking forward to the pleasure the rest of the evening would bring.