Higher Education by SunsetMiko

Chapter 42

Each prompt has been labeled with the challenge it goes with.

Prompt: Aquiferous: conveying, containing, or yielding water. (Obscure Word Challenge)

When Sesshoumaru arrived back at Kagome's room, she let him in without a word, returning to her closet where she was flipping through her options for the night.

"What are you doing?" he asked, concerned that she hadn't even looked at him, let alone greeted him.

"I am going to a party tonight."

"You... are going?"

The miko finally turned around, seeing the nervousness and worry on his face. She smiled at him, running her fingertips over the stripes on his cheek in what she hoped was a reassuring manner. "You can come along if you want," she said teasingly before turning her attention back to her closet.

"As if I would turn down an opportunity to be with you," he replied.

"I don't know. Seemed like you were pretty eager to get away from me earlier," she said without turning.

Sesshoumaru sighed, staring at the miko's back. "Kagome, are we all right? I told you, a surprise is not worth damaging our relationship."

"And I told you I trust you. It's just weird, knowing that you're hiding something from me. You did rush out of here pretty quickly once your laundry was folded. And you were gone for an awfully long time. What, did you have to repaint your entire room?"

Her irritation was obvious in her tone and the taiyoukai rolled his tight shoulders, trying to relax. Maybe a party was a good idea. It would get her mind off his secret and a little alcohol would loosen them both up. He would never pass up an opportunity to dance with Kagome. He enjoyed it far too much. "Can I wear this to the party?" he asked, choosing not to respond to her previous statements. It was obvious she wasn't really looking for an answer anyway.

Kagome turned and looked him over appraisingly. "Don't see why not," she said with a nod. "So, what do you think? This one," she started, holding up a dress in front of her. "Or this one?" she finished while holding up another.

She watched as Sesshoumaru thought about it, waiting for an answer, but one didn't seem forthcoming. The miko sighed in frustration and put both dresses back. "What's the weather like out there now?" she asked.

"It is still stormy, windy and cool," he told her, not thinking about the fact that he wasn't supposed to have been outside but in his room cleaning. "The clouds appear heavy with the impending rain."

Kagome raised a brow, wondering just where he'd gone when he told her he was going to be in his room, but she didn't ask. "So, something warm enough that we can walk there, but not too warm or dancing will be uncomfortable, and an umbrella. Hmm."

Prompt: Valetudinarian: Someone with a weak or sickly constitution; especially one whose chief concern is their health. (Obscure Word Challenge)

Sesshoumaru watched as she flitted around the room, opening drawers and flipping through her closet. Finally, it appeared as if she'd made her choice, judging by the small pile of clothing sitting on her desk. He was looking forward to watching her change. He still hadn't fully gotten over their time in the laundry room, or the powerful desire to taste her once more, to bring her to repeated climaxes until she begged for mercy.

The taiyoukai checked the clock as she began to undress, removing the blouse and jeans she'd been wearing, revealing her virginal white underwear. He hadn't gotten a good look at them that morning, as he'd been busy dressing as well, but now he couldn't take his eyes off of them. She looked so innocent, though he knew that a naughty girl was hiding inside of her, and the contrast excited him. He wanted nothing more than to tear those articles of clothing from her body. Screw taking them off carefully. He wanted her, wanted to press her to the bed, kneel over her body, and make her cry out in pleasure. He wanted to dominate that sweet, innocent looking girl, to remind himself how she tasted, how she sounded at the peak of pleasure. Surely they had time for a little fun before the party.

Kagome was surprised when Sesshoumaru was suddenly standing directly before her. She looked up into his golden eyes, seeing hints of red swirling in their depths. "Are you okay?" she asked. The miko squealed in shock as he scooped her up and quickly deposited her on the bed. He was on top of her immediately and she was instantly aroused. He'd never been quite so aggressive before and it made her wonder just what he intended.

"How important are these underwear to you?" he asked, not wanting to upset her further. She was already displeased with him and destroying something that she cared about wouldn't help his cause. No, he wanted to make her happy, bring her pleasure, not piss her off further.

"These?" she asked in confusion. "I don't know. Not very, I guess. Why?"

The miko watched, wide-eyed, as Sesshoumaru ran a single claw from the side of her throat, down her chest, to between her breasts. He loved how she didn't look the least bit worried that he might hurt her. Kagome's trust in him was still completely intact, which was a relief. He slipped his finger under the center of her bra and with just a slight turn of his hand, it snapped open. The miko laughed softly, amused by the pleased expression on his face.

"Really?" she inquired with a grin.

"Really," he repeated before bending down and worshipping her breasts with his hands, lips, teeth, and tongue until she was writhing with need beneath him. The scent of her arousal grew by the second as he slowly surrendered control to his beast until they were on equal standing. He kissed his way down her body, slicing open the sides of her underwear without ceremony. He yanked them out from underneath her and tossed them aside, looking up at her with hungry eyes that swirled with red and gold.

Seeing no concern, no fear in her deep blue eyes, Sesshoumaru let go completely, allowing his beast full control. She'd asked for it yesterday and his other half had been begging for it since. He needed the reminder that she still trusted him, both sides of him, because of the awkwardness of the afternoon, and now he had it. She simply laid there waiting for him, whichever half was in control, as if it truly didn't matter to her. Primitive or civilized, she accepted them both.

The taiyoukai made himself comfortable between her thighs, the beast getting his first real taste of her. He relied more on his tongue than his other half, and he used his teeth a bit more, as he did his best to make her cry out. He knew she was trying to hold back, to be silent, but maybe, if he was good enough, he might get a hint of what he was missing. His hands cupped her ass, lifting her slick folds to his mouth, feasting like the beast he was on her sweet juices. It was primal and heated, and Kagome found herself teetering on the edge of orgasm very quickly.

She couldn't believe Sesshoumaru's actions. It felt so desperate, like a man dying of thirst at a desert oasis. There was such passion, above and beyond anything he had showed her so far. At that moment, she knew that she truly loved his beast just as much as she did him. Not only was she safe in his presence, but subject to a great deal of pleasure as well. It wasn't necessarily better than her other times with the taiyoukai, just different, as if a completely different man was between her thighs. There was no hesitation, not a hint of thought, just action and Kagome bit down hard on her forearm as climax after climax washed over her like waves on the beach. They just kept coming and eventually the miko found herself pushing at his head, begging him to stop.

Sesshoumaru's motions slowed, easing his way towards a full stop, allowing her to come down from her orgasmic high. The beast looked up at her, his eyes glowing red. They locked gazes for a long moment before Kagome allowed her head to fall back onto her pillow, utterly exhausted but completely sated. She'd never felt so weak as she did at that second, knowing that there was no way her legs would hold her if she tried to stand up. No, she would need time to recover.

Prompt: Bellwether: a leader or leading indicator. (Obscure Word Challenge)

The beast climbed his way up the bed, pressing kisses to her body at seemingly random spots, until he finally found her lips. The kiss was slow, almost lazy, and when he pulled back, Sesshoumaru dropped to his side next to the miko, pulling her body close. He cursed the fact that he was fully clothed, as he wanted nothing more at that moment than to feel her nude body against his own, but he settled in to cuddle with the woman he desired as his mate for as long as his master allowed it.

The taiyoukai slowly began taking back control after allowing his beast a good twenty minutes of holding her close. He didn't know when she would want to leave for the party, and besides, he missed being the one holding her. Fully himself once more, Sesshoumaru began pressing kisses to the crown of her head, where it rested on his chest, soaking in the scent of her hair. Her breathing was slow and soft and he wondered, for a moment, if she was actually asleep. He found out that she wasn't when she spoke to him.

"It feels like you removed all the bones in my body," she said quietly, her tone passive. "That was... I don't even know what that was, but I liked it," she continued with a soft laugh. "Apparently you didn't like my plain white underwear?"

"It is not that I did not like them, but that I liked them too much," he murmured back.

"Slicing them apart is kind of counterproductive if you ever wanted to see them again."

"I know, but the sacrifice was worth it to be able to obey the urge to tear them from your body."

"Is that what that was?" she asked with a grin.

"That, and my beast finally having his way with you."

"He is more than welcome to come out and visit any time," the miko replied flirtatiously.

"Do you like him more than me?" Sesshoumaru asked, suddenly concerned that he'd been one-upped by his beast.

"Not more," she explained. "Just different. Your beast has all the confidence that you're still working on gaining. He knew exactly what he wanted and just took it. Being so out of control like that, it was sexy."

"I could take you like that," he said defensively.

Kagome giggled and turned her head so that she could see his face. "You do realize that you're being jealous of yourself."

Sesshoumaru sighed, knowing that she was right. He shouldn't be upset that she'd enjoyed herself with his beast. He should have been glad to know that she truly held no fear of him, that she fully accepted him and would continue to accept him. His dominance hadn't frightened her, hadn't put her off. She had enjoyed being completely submissive. He should be celebrating finding a woman that desired both sides of him, so that he would never have to pretend to be something he was not. He would never have to hold his beast back when he wished to be with her.

The fact that his beast loved her just as deeply as he did confirmed everything for him. She was it, the one, the only woman he would ever want. She was meant to be his. He just had to make sure she stayed happy, so that she always would be. He never wanted her to realize that she deserved better, and so he would give her the best of him, hoping to eventually be the man she truly deserved. He could be whatever she needed, whatever she desired, anything to be with her.

Inside, his beast shook his head at his more civilized half. It was obvious to him that he already was the man Kagome wanted. She was gorgeous and confident. She could have her pick of men, and she had chosen him. She stayed with him despite his inexperience, enjoying teaching him everything he needed to know along the way. It was obvious to the beast that their miko loved them just as much as they loved her. His civilized half was just too insecure to see it. He could only hope that Kagome would help him with that and she was, little by little, increasing his confidence. Things would turn out just fine for them if he could accept that he was, in fact, deserving. That, however, would be the hardest part.