Challenges, Drabbles, & Oneshots by r0o by sugar0o who lurks

The Answers - Hurt/Comfort/Romance

For SKYE's challenge: Wind, probably late :p 09.22.09 - WARNING: Mature reading, Lime, possibly Lang. IK and SK icky i know but she don't stay with Yusha! *shakes yusha plushie dead*

The Answer

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She didn’t know what had brought this on, only that there had been a lot of bickering, and fighting, a lot of hurt feelings, and screaming between them, and then suddenly he was all over her after they made camp. Kagome was pressed at an awkward angel as she panted, not altogether from what was happening. It had been years, she might have wanted this at fifteen, but now… she just wanted it to be over. This was not how she wanted to realize that she didn’t love the hanyou anymore.

His hands were on her body, and while she was okay and comfortable with that, she no longer wanted it like she had once before. In her mind something like this had been romantic, had been passion filled. Now she just wanted him to be done. She had already worked him to his own completion, and while she was glad that he hadn’t pressed her for more then a hand job, due to the fact that they needed her miko powers, she couldn’t help but feel like this was the last time this would happen, and she was thankful. For once she was glad she needed to be the shard detector.

They had a strong foundation together, but this, a relationship was not going to work, not for them. He wasn’t careful with her body, like he wasn’t careful with her feelings, or her heart. She also knew that that when this was over, if the reanimated miko called, he would go running, he would not look back. She closed her eyes and willed her anger away, wondering when her hurt and anguish had transformed into anger instead. She wasn’t hurt by Kikyo and Inuyasha any more but she knew no matter their history, she Kagome was not ment for him.

As his claw poked her awkwardly once more in a very private place trying to make her cum, she tried to hide her wince, but he didn’t seem to notice either way. She really knew now that she wasn’t ment for Inuyasha, he didn‘t even seem to care about what he was doing to her. Kagome knew he was waiting for her to cum, trying desperately to make her, and sh tried anything to make it happen because he would be done fingering her. Inuyasha was attempting to be as carefully as he could with her physically, which wasn’t very careful at all, but she was certain if this didn’t stop soon she would have to go home and visit the doctors, in modern times she knew they would think she‘d been raped. She just preyed that it ended soon, she didn’t want to explain to her mother why she would need to see a doctor otherwise.

The miko tried to think of anything that would both comfort and arouse her, anything that might help the situation. To herself, she couldn’t help but think that if his brother were doing with she would be feeling nothing but pleasure and wouldn’t have time to think at all.

She didn’t know when but once he’d started traveling with them, it was very apparent, how much better Sesshoamru was at many things then Inuyasha. She was also starting to see perhaps what most other people saw. When she had gotten to this era, she had been Inuyasha’s champion when it came to people treated him equally, but when it really boiled down to it, Inuyasha was an arrogant loud jerk and  his asshatery had probably caused more trouble then it was worth, which was saying something because she was an expert on trouble.

Closing her eyes she thought about it really, the hanyou boy was just that, an immature selfish jerk, and no matter what he would probably never grow up. Human men didn’t even tend to do it until they turned thirty of older and he was going on about one hundred and fifty - two hundred if you didn’t count arrow induced sleep. She moaned in pain, and of course he took it the other way. It was right about now that she wondered how he hadn’t with his ‘better then human’ nose picked up that she was not aroused, and if he had why hadn’t either fixed it or stopped trying. It felt like he was going to rub her clit off.

She groaned in dismay as he tried to sheath his finger in her un-aroused core, it was difficult and she had ended up crying out, she felt like she was near tears. At this point she would do anything to get him to stop. Looking up she happened to catch a glimpse of white and knew the daiyoukai lord that was now traveling with them was watching. While that kind of turned her on a bit to be seen like this, something she would have to think about later, she pleaded with him to understand what she was about to do. Because honestly if she had to pick right now the hanyou would not win. She faked it, using kegels --kami bless kegels-- to do so, and did the one thing a girl she never do, she called out anothers name.

“Sesshomaru.” was the low sweet moan that left her lips, shocking the watching daiyoukai, and making the hanyou stiffen. She burrowed into herself both physically, and mentally, as Inuyasha cringed away from her. She blocked out all of his yelling, only picking up when he called her a ‘whore.’ Not even wanting to bother with him anymore, because her mother had told her if you had nothing nice to say don’t say anything at all, and she had A LOT of NOT nice things to say right then, she screamed out. “SIT!” so loud that the mutt was left unconscious.

She didn’t look back as she hobbled to the stream that they had camped by not bothering to even remove her closes, only her socks and shoes as she waded out into the cool stream cooling off abused flesh. She finally let the tears fall, and didn’t bother to hide herself when Sesshomaru came towards her. “Your distress was on the wind.” he stated. She didn’t bother to answer at first. The statement said it all, what more was there to say? She waded back in from the water, and was shocked to see her yellow bag not far from where he stood.

He had pulled out her sleeping bag and motioned for her to come towards her. It was uncharacteristic of him but at the same time what did she truly know of him, it had only been in the last two months that she’d started to get to know him really. Seemingly all of his ‘faults’ were coming to light to have validation, and were more or less the whines of a spoiled hanyou brat that just didn’t get his way. She sighed, it was going to be war between them now and she didn’t look forward to dealing with Inuyasha after this.

Following his silent order she came over to the pulled out sleeping bag, allowing him to move her as he might. She didn’t even protest when he started undressing her. Feeling so very turned on and wanted in a good way, not like the way Inuyasha wanted her. She knew with Sesshomaru there was no substitution going on. He didn’t need her because she had live flesh while the one he wanted was made of clay. He laid her down and kissed her knee, then her legs, his hand rubbing her, and on the wind was the sweet scent of her arousal.

What she didn’t know was that Inuyasha had long awoken from his sitting, and had been watching as she had wading into the stream and stayed watching now. She didn’t need to know that he was seeing how different it was between them. She was not nearly as responsive as she was with his brother, nor had she smelled anywhere near as nice as she did while his brother healed her flesh with his tongue and made her moan out at the same time. He watched cursing the dai’s name as he worked the little miko, the scent of her arousal nearly making him gag it was so thick and pungent. He turned his head away as Sesshomaru made her moan out again low and heady, sing out the dai’s name as if he were a god.

The miko’s scent and moans were the answer to something the inu’s had spoken of earlier away from everyone, the alpha bitch had chosen, her answer was sweet and on the wind, it was not the hanyou. Sesshomaru didn’t full take her that night but he had her so relaxed her legs were like jelly for the rest of the night, the next day they got a slow start, and all noticed the slight tension between the brothers and the miko. No one said a word when she walked beside Sesshomaru from then on. While they could not scent it, the answer had been on the wind, they had certainly heard it, and it had not been Inuyasha. Secretly they were glad.