Detrimental Desires by Mistress Sianna

A Plan Gone Wrong

Detrimental Desires 

Ch. 1] A Plan Gone Wrong

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, or its characters. Nor do I make any monies from this work of fan fiction.

Summary: The idea was to make Inuyasha kill Kagome. Little did Naraku know, that on the night of the new moon, Inuyasha looses his demonic powers. Instead, Sesshoumaru and Kagome will be forced to succumb to their most detrimental desires.

PLEASE READ THE WARNING BELOW!!! 

This is a lemon fic! I also feel that I should warn you that this is not a particularly romantic lemon. It is NOT rape, however. It is a sort of unsolicited desire, forced upon the characters by an evil author. So if you are looking for soft fluffy romance, you might want to pass this one up. This is about SEX! 

For those of you who are still with me, please enjoy this little tale. 
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“Damn it all!” Inuyasha groused as he took in the sight of his blunt human fingernails. His brown eyes flashed with anger as he leaned against the old wooden wall of Kaede‘s hut. “I just know that bastard is planning something! He’s been in this area all day, I could smell his rotten stench.”

“And now you can not.” Miroku pointed out helpfully. “There is no sense in complaining Inuyasha. There is nothing more you can do tonight.”

“The hell I can’t!” the outraged hanyou retorted. 

“Oh, stop it Inuyasha.” Kagome chided gently. “We’ve been through this already. Just get over it. You can’t go after Naraku in this state, you’ll just have to wait till morning.”

“Keh!” he barked as he shoved his hands into his sleeves and turned away from them. He knew they were probably right though. He hated reverting to his human state. Humans were so weak. ‘Damn it! Naraku’s been hiding his scent for weeks, for him to suddenly show himself is more than just coincidence!’ he thought angrily.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it. If Naraku discovered that he reverted to his human state on this night, not only would he be in danger, but so would his friends. He sighed quietly. Hopefully the bastard would still be in the area in the morning, because as soon as the sun rose he was going after him!

Sango rolled her eyes at the brooding hanyou. “Stop worrying Inuyasha. Miroku, Kirara, and I will take turns keeping watch until morning. Try and relax for once.”

“Humph! I can’t relax! I’ve never relaxed in my human form!” 

Shippou, and Kirara exchanged an exasperated glance. Inuyasha growled at the kitsune, who in turn dashed into Kagome‘s lap. The young miko paid the two of them no mind as she absently began stroking the kitsune’s red hair. Her eyes took on a far away look, as she allowed her thoughts to drift. Inuyasha was right about one thing, Naraku most likely was up to something. But what? He had made no effort to show himself, only allowed his scent to seep out from where ever he was hiding. He was probably trying to lure them into some stupid trap again.

For several moments, the group sat in silence, each having retired to their own thoughts. The light crackling of the fire, the only sound filling the small space. It was boring, Kagome realized suddenly. Terribly, woefully boring. The sun had only been down for a couple of hours, so it wasn’t terribly late, and she was no where near sleepy. Suddenly, an idea tickled the back of her mind, and she reflexively glanced at Inuyasha.

He’d put up a fuss, she knew, but she wasn’t really needed here tonight. If she went home, she could take a nice warm bath, sleep in her cozy soft bed and get in some much needed studying. This was her last year of high school, and if she learned anything, it was to take any opportunity to study that she could get. 

She knew it might be dangerous to go out, but heck, it was probably just as dangerous to stay here. Who knows what Naraku was up to? Besides, she wasn’t the weak little girl she had been three years ago. Through training with Miroku and Kaede, she had gained considerably more control over her powers. She wasn’t helpless. And knowing Naraku, if he did anything, he would only send a stupid puppet after her, and she had destroyed one or two of those before. With a slight nod to herself, Kagome made up her mind.

She glanced at Inuyasha again, and her resolve wavered just a little bit. She worried her lip nervously as she carefully considered her words. Then, deciding that he would argue no matter how she said it, Kagome just blurted it out. “Well, I’m going home.”

The hanyou’s sharp look in her direction made her instantly regret not having selected her words more carefully. “The hell you are!” he practically growled, his gruff voice shattering the previous calm. “Haven’t you been listening to a word I said? Naraku’s been in this area all day! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” 

Kagome quickly found herself becoming annoyed, but she willed herself to remain calm. “I’m not going to get myself killed! Why would you even say something like that?! I’d be safer at home than I would be here, and it’s not like we’re very far from the well!”

“No. Way!” he said each word with a hard edge.

“Will you at least hear me out?! I’ll only take one jewel shard. The rest I’ll leave with Kaede.” The elder miko, who had remained quiet all this time simply nodded her agreement.

“See?!” Kagome asked as if she had made her point. “ I can put a barrier around my one shard just like I did the others. Even if Naraku manages to detect it, he’s not going to risk purification over one single jewel shard. He’s way too cautious for that.”
  
“More like cowardly.” Shippou added.

“You’re not leaving, and that’s final!” 

Inuyasha’s order fell on deaf ears, as Kagome moved from the fire to collect her bag. The hanyou was always so unreasonable about letting her leave. Kagome frowned irritably. Well, he wasn’t the boss of her, she was a grown woman now! And besides, she could take care of herself! She didn’t need his permission to leave.

As she continued to collect her things, visions of a warm steamy bath wafted through her mind. She’d finally be able to wash her hair properly. She had run out of shampoo, and hadn’t cleaned her hair properly in a week! Bleh!

From somewhere behind her, at the very edge of her hearing, she could hear Inuyasha yelling at her. “Are you listening to me, Kagome?! I said you’re not leaving!”

“She has a point, Inuyasha. She would be much safer in her own time.” Miroku was telling him.

“And just who’s side are you on anyway, monk?! Do you want Kagome to get hurt or kidnapped?” not waiting for an answer he continued, “There’s no way I’m letting her leave, so you can just shut up, and butt out!”

“The well is only a few moments walk from here.” the monk retorted calmly. “Do you think Kagome to be so incompetent that she cannot travel such a short distance alone?”

Although she was still packing her bag, and facing away from them, she could practically hear Inuyasha’s jaw drop. When his response came, it was slightly more calm. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

Still ignoring the hanyou, Kagome situated her quiver onto her back, and slung her bow over her shoulder. Removing the small glass bottle of jewel shards she wore around her neck, she took a moment to marvel at her own power. She wished she had learned to do this years ago, it would have saved them so much trouble. Inside the bottle a tiny pink barrier encased the jewel shards, preventing their power from escaping to call to the dark hearts of any demons that might be lurking nearby.

She carefully opened the small bottle. Poking a single finger through the barrier, she removed a single shard. Curling her fingers around it, she quickly placed a tiny barrier around her chosen shard. She opened her hand and smiled with satisfaction when she saw that the shard was properly sealed. She then quickly handed off the small bottle to Kaede. “I’ll be back in the morning.” she told the elder miko quietly. 
 
Accepting the bottle, the woman gave her a dubious look. “Ye are certain you wish to leave?”

Kagome ignored the look Kaede was giving her, and smiled brightly. “Yeah, it’ll be fine. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

The old miko nodded slowly, as she tucked the bottle into the sleeves of her haori. Kagome flashed her another bright smile, before turning away from her to tuck her jewel shard into one of the small pockets of her backpack. She then hoisted the heavy bag onto her free shoulder before turning toward the door. Unsurprisingly, a certain hanyou was blocking her path.

“Have you even been listening to me?!”

“No.” she answered honestly.

“Well I said you’re not leaving, so…”

“Do I tell you what to do?!” The miko narrowed her eyes, and gave him a meaningful look. 

Suddenly a thick tension settled into the air. No one said a word. They all knew what she meant. Inuyasha had run off to see Kikyou more times than anyone could count, and Kagome had never said a word. He would always tell her that they just talked, and she would always believe him. But that wasn’t the point. The point was that she never tried to stop him. She never stood in his way. Couldn’t he grant her the same freedom? 

“Kagome, I…”

“Do I?!” 

Damn it. Why did she have to bring that up? Not that she actually said anything, but the indication was clear. The hanyou’s shoulders slumped, and he sighed in defeat. “Just… just be careful, okay?

“Thanks, Inuyasha!”
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Kagome again adjusted the heavy bag on her shoulder. Her muscles were sore, and a warm bath was just what she needed. She couldn’t wait to get home.

Inuyasha had wanted to walk her to the well, but she had insisted that he should stay put. It wouldn’t be safe for him to be seen in his human state. Kagome smiled to herself. Knowing him, he’d be at her house first thing in the morning, bugging her to come back. Oh well, at least she’d be clean, and well rested by then.

The miko continued to walk, her mind lazily drifting from one thought to another, before it suddenly occurred to her that she should have made it to the well by now. She looked around her, and only now did she realize how foggy it was. Why was it so foggy? It hadn’t been that way when she’d left Kaede’s. Why hadn’t she noticed it before?

As she continued to look around her, she attempted to identify her surroundings. It was somewhat familiar, but she couldn’t see more than a few feet ahead of her. She couldn’t tell exactly where she was.

Kagome suddenly felt nervous. This had the potential to be bad. She stopped walking, attempting to calm herself and trying to reestablish her bearings. ‘Okay Kagome, just take a deep breath and calm down.’ she told herself. The well was probably not very far away, she just couldn’t see it because of the fog.

Having calmed herself a bit, the young miko was just about to resume her journey, when a powerful demonic aura brushed against the edge of her senses. ‘Oh no…’ she thought, a mild sense of panic settling into the pit of her belly. Her breath quickened as she pulled her bow from her shoulder. She slowly backed herself against a large tree, in the hope that nothing would be able to sneak up behind her. ‘Just be calm Kagome. You’ve done this before. Everything is going to be okay.’ 

She drew an arrow and positioned it against her bowstring. As the demonic aura drew closer, she began to notice a vague familiarity about it. Something tickled the back of her mind, telling her that she should know who this demon was. Suddenly, a silhouetted form came into her limited field of vision. Even though she could see no details of the demon’s form, she instantly knew who it was.

“Sesshoumaru!” she gasped. She instantly felt herself relax, although she was not entirely sure why. She didn’t particularly trust the demon lord, but she also didn’t think he wanted to harm her. Not anymore, at least. They had run across each other many times in the past, admittedly she had always been with Inuyasha, but he had not displayed any particular desire to harm her.

The inu lord continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace. Soon he stopped when he was only a few feet away from the miko. What was she doing here alone? Where was his…?

It was the night of the new moon, Sesshoumaru remembered suddenly. His pathetic brother had likely gone into hiding. Worthless hanyou. It was appalling that such weakness was associated with him in any way, and yet they shared the same blood. How revolting.

Sesshoumaru resisted the urge to wrinkle his nose, before pushing this train of thought aside. He had come here because he had detected Naraku’s scent. He had tracked it to this location, but he soon found himself surrounded by a thick fog.

There was something about this fog. It seemed unnatural. There was a faint scent to it that he could not quite identify. Not only that, but it seemed to cause a vague confusion in him, for he had been wandering in this place for what must have been an hour, but he was now certain he had been traveling in circles. Though he could still recognize his surroundings, his field of vision was greatly reduced by the cloudy air. His sense of smell would normally help to guide him, but that too was hindered by the excessive moisture.

A light rustling drew his attention, and he looked to the human to see that she was putting her weapon away. Foolish girl. Apparently she did not consider him a threat. He held no specific desire to do her harm, but the fact that she seemed to realize this was mildly annoying to him.

“Why are you here?” the demon lord asked suddenly.

Kagome started slightly. Her mind had been wandering, and the sound of his voice had caught her by surprise. “Oh, I was umm… on my way home. But now, I think… I might be lost.”

Hmm, apparently the fog had affected the girl just as it had he. Sesshoumaru sighed slightly. Just as he was about to turn to leave, a dark chuckle wafted through the air.

Naraku!

Both the miko, and the demon lord tensed as the hanyou’s smooth voice met their ears.

“This is quite unexpected.” he drawled quietly, his voice sounding faint and far away. “Forgive me Lord Sesshoumaru, but it was not you I sought to draw to this place. I had hoped that Inuyasha would be here by now.”

“What game do you play, half-breed?” the inu lord inquired coldly.

The disembodied voice chuckled again. “It was an experiment, really. The Shikon jewel allows me to feed off of the darkness in both humans and demons alike. Any negative emotion will serve to give me strength through the use of the shards I hold. 

I created this fog so that those who are exposed to it will commit their greatest sin. The one thing, that is to them, the ultimate offence. Had Inuyasha come here like I had intended, he would likely have killed you, Kagome. Since this fog is a part of me, it would have absorbed the guilt, anger, and despair that would have rolled off of him in waves. I am quite disappointed that he has not joined us. The fog has yet to be tested, and I was looking forward to seeing what it is capable of.” 

He chuckled again.

“But it is not a complete waste, I suppose. The two of you shall serve as my test subjects. Each of you hold an anti-desire in your heart. A sin that is so great, you would never carry it out on your own. On this night, you each will succumb to your most detrimental desire.” he paused and then continued, “You Kagome, will commit the ultimate betrayal against your closest friend. For you, betrayal is the greatest sin. As for you, Lord Sesshoumaru, your distaste for humans will be turned against you. For you, the greatest sin, is to know the touch of a human female.”

His voice began to fade further as his final words rang through the air. “It is not what I had intended, but the jewel will be fed either way. Ku, ku, ku.”

And then he was gone.

Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed as he turned his attention back to the girl. “Ridiculous.” he intoned coolly as he spun away from her.

Kagome suddenly snapped out of her stupor and ran the short distance to catch up to him. She wasn’t about to be left here alone! Besides, maybe he knew the way out of this forest. As she made her way to his side, a plethora of thoughts swept through her mind. That stupid Naraku, and his stupid tricks! 

She wasn’t exactly sure what he meant by what he‘d said earlier. She’d never betray anyone, and she didn’t feel unusual in any way. All she knew was she wanted to go home, and the sooner she got out of this forest the better!

Then her brows furrowed slightly. Naraku also said that Sesshoumaru‘s distaste for humans would be turned against him. That his greatest sin was to know the touch of a human female. Kagome suddenly felt uneasy. That part of what Naraku had said was pretty self explanatory, but Sesshoumaru would never… she bit her lip, and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. When she saw that he was looking at her, she started slightly.

“Umm, what… what do you supposed he meant by all of that?” she asked nervously, not really knowing what else to say. When the demon lord gave her a sharp look, she quickly rephrased her question. “I-I mean, do you really think he can do that? That this fog can…” 

“This Sesshoumaru is immune to all poisons.” he cut her off, shortly.

She felt slightly relieved that the poison at least would not affect him, but that didn’t really help her out any. Kagome scoffed. “Yeah, well that’s fine for you, but what about me?”

“You are not my concern, woman.”

She gave him a dirty look. “You’re really mean, do you know that?”

The inu lord paused in his steps and turned to look at her fully. “Why do you follow me?” he asked, instead of answering her question.

Kagome gave him a curious look. “Are you kidding me? I not gonna wander through the woods by myself!”

“You were alone when I found you.” he pointed out.

“Yeah, well that was before I knew that I was breathing in some sinister fog. You might be immune to poison, but I’m not. I don’t know what exactly Naraku hopes to accomplish, I just want to go home. Besides, I don’t know how to get outta here, I can barely see. Since your senses of sight and smell are better than mine, I figure my best bet for getting out of this forest is to follow you.

He could not deny the logic in her reason, except for the fact that he himself was unsure of how to escape this place. The fog had affected not only his sight and smell, but somehow his sense of direction as well. He needed neither his eyes nor his nose to navigate through his brother’s forest, but without his sense of direction, he was just as lost as the human standing before him. He would never admit such weakness to the human, but he was not completely unaffected by what ever Naraku had put into the air.

For at least a moment, he stared down on her; not truly seeing her as he sifted through his thoughts. Then, a light breeze brushed against the woman’s back bringing the full force of her scent to his nose. 

And that’s when it happened.

He had always found her scent to be inoffensive for a human, but this was different. This time her unique fragrance affected him in a way that it should not have. It seemed to awaken something within him. Something primal. Something so powerful, so resistant to the voice of reason, that it almost frightened him.

He suddenly wanted to touch her. He wanted to press his body against hers and familiarize himself with the taste of her bare flesh. 

He shook himself mentally. No, he did not wish to do these things, it was the fog. Something about the fog caused her scent to have this unusual affect on him. It had awakened an instantaneous arousal in him. It was like nothing he had ever felt before. The impulse to touch her had been so sudden, so powerful that he’d nearly acted upon it. Even now, his fingers twitched as he forcibly held his hands at his sides.

He quickly spun away from her. “Leave me.” he told her, no small amount of warning in his voice. He began walking swiftly, hoping to leave her behind. This had the potential to be bad. Very bad. He needed to get away from her.

“No, way!” she retorted as she trotted after him, quickly closing the distance between them again. “Look Sesshoumaru, I don’t like this any more than you do. I promise not to bug you or anything, I just need you to guide me out of here. Do you know where the bone eaters well is?”

“Yes.”

“Will you take me to it?”

“No.”

“Why?!”

The demon lord quickened his pace, but the girl managed to keep up. He had no desire to tell her that he was just as lost as she. And he certainly could not tell her of the strange affect she was suddenly having on him. In fact she was only making it worse. Her scent was one thing, but her refusal to follow his orders only fueled his desire. It spoke to that primal part of him. It told him that she was challenging him. That he needed to subdue her; by force if necessary. Unbidden, a vision of her naked form writhing beneath him, flashed before his eyes. He gritted his teeth, and brushed the image away.

“Woman!” he barked. “You will remove yourself from my presence at once.”

Kagome was slightly taken back by his tone, but she pressed on anyway. “Why are you being so unreasonable about this?! If you’d just take me to the well, I’d be out of your hair. I don’t think I can find it by myself.”

Sesshoumaru could not understand her desire to locate an old dry well. It was something he would have to ponder at a later time. Right now, he was finding it increasingly difficult to focus on anything other than her scent, and the unrelenting desire to discover if her skin was as soft as it looked. With great effort, he resisted the urge to look at her, but this did nothing to protect him from the visions that barged their way into his mind. He could see her large expressive eyes. Her perfect, unblemished skin. Her lean, but feminine physique. What would she look like stripped of her clothing, her head thrown back as she cried out in ecstasy? The thought taunted the back of his mind. Heat rushed through his body, and his mouth suddenly went dry. 
  
He dared to glance at the woman. She was attractive for a human. He had never allowed himself to think so openly, but he had always known that she was easy on the eyes. Even her strange manner of dress could not hide that. In fact her obscenely short kimono only served to show off her perfectly sculpted legs. The same legs that were now walking next to him. He glanced at her again, before quickly looking away.

“Are you listening to me, Sesshoumaru?!

The demon lord sighed quietly. Apparently she had been speaking to him this whole time. Perhaps if he continued to ignore her, she would go away. The rebellious part of him suggested that he did not wish for her to go away. That it might be rather pleasant to feel her bare flesh pressed against his own. His heart began to race. Her humanity should disgust him, but the longer he remained in her presence the less it seemed to matter.

In fact the more he thought about it, the fact that she was human made her slightly appealing, in an illicit sort of way. He had never lay with a human before. The idea of doing so now, was just as erroneous as it had always been, but, instead of repelling him, the idea was now drawing him in. As a human, she would have softer, more delicate skin than a demoness. He would have to take greater care not to harm her fragile human body. The notion should have turned him off, but it did not. Instead, it made her more feminine somehow. Even her large brown eyes held an odd appeal. The color was common among her kind, but it was very rare among demons. What would those eyes look like glazed over in passion?

He shook himself again. Why was he entertaining such ridiculous thoughts? He needed to get away from her, from this fog, but just as he began to consider his options, the miko suddenly jumped in front of him. 

“Why are you ignoring me?!” she demanded heatedly, her eyes boring into his own. “I know you don’t like humans, and the last thing you’d ever want to do is help me, but if you’d just show me to the well, then I’d leave you alone!”

Sesshoumaru stared down on her. She was apparently angry that he had not been paying attention to her. He watched with reluctant interest as her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath she took. Her cheeks were slightly rosy, the result of her rising emotions. She was so close to him, that he could even feel the heat rising off her petite body. The desire to push her against the nearest tree, and thrust himself between her thighs, was almost painful now, but he would not give in to such foolishness.

He could hear the voice at the back of his mind, demanding that he push the woman aside, and take to the air. What ever happened to her was of no consequence to him. He needed to distance himself from her at once.

Yet, he made no move to comply. She was still staring at him, and he at her. “Move aside.” he finally said.

The girl only frowned at him. “Not until you agree to take me to the well.”

“You are in the way.” he told her, as if she had said nothing at all.

A defiant scowl on her face, the girl folded her arms over her chest and did not budge. 

She was challenging him again, he realized. Regretfully, her defiance did not succeed in angering him as it should have, it only heightened his arousal. He wanted to grab her and throw her to the ground. To press his body against hers, and subdue her in the most primal, most physical way possible. Among many species of demons, such an open challenge from a female was a proposition to mate. Inu females valued a male that was more powerful than they. Such rituals insured that their pups were sired by the most powerful males. Did she not realize what she was doing?

The demon lord could feel his heart drumming in his chest. Instinct warred with reason, and he found himself at a loss for what to do. Perhaps he should simply kill the woman. It would certainly quell this strange and unrelenting desire. Yet, it was that same desire that stayed his hand. 

For several moments, the miko and the demon stared at one another in silence. Kagome continued to frown up at him, completely ignorant of what her audacious nature was inspiring in him.

Why was he being such an ass about this? she wondered. Really, all he had to do was take her to the well. Was that really so hard? She needed to get home, and she needed to get out of this fog before… well, before something. She didn’t know how fog was supposed to make her betray someone, but she’d really rather not take any chances. 

Sesshoumaru was still just standing there staring at her, that infuriating, “You bore me.” look on his face. What the hell was he thinking about, and why was he not answering her?!

“Damn it Sesshoumaru! Why do you have to be such an…!” 

Her words were cut off, and before Kagome realized what had happened, the air was forced from her lungs. Her back was against the ground, and a very angry demon lord was glaring down on her. His left hand was fisted in her hair, his right resting against her collarbone. She could feel his sharp claws against her neck, and she looked at him curiously. Why was all of this necessary? If he didn’t want to show her to the well, he should have just said so! Oh wait, he did say so. Shoot!

“I told you to leave me.” he growled, his face mere inches away from hers.

The sensible part of her mind told Kagome that it was time for damage control. She needed to try and calm him down, and maybe she would escape with her life. That might be good.

Unfortunately, her mouth, and body began to act before common sense could sink in. “Get off of me, Sesshoumaru!” She began to thrash, and buck against him, in a vain attempt to throw him off.

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes. Hind sight was always so annoyingly clear. He wasn’t even sure when he’d decided to attack, but pouncing on the woman was probably the worst thing he could have done. He had hoped to frighten her in to submission. Then he would simply allow her to leave. Now, he was pressed against her in the most deliciously inappropriate manner. She was lying flat on her back. Well as flat as she could, considering the quiver she was carrying. The damnable thing was causing her to arch her back, pushing her breast against his chest. The length of his body was pressed flush against hers, his right knee between her legs. To make matters worse, she was now wiggling, and squirming beneath him. Internally he scoffed. Her inferior human muscles could never hope to dislodge him.

Seeing that her efforts were useless, Kagome stopped squirming, and tried another tactic. “Sesshoumaru, please let me up. I didn’t mean to upset you. I-I just want to go home, and you were being so difficult…” she sighed and looked away, unwittingly baring her neck. “I’m sorry.”

Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth. The woman had submitted. The fact that he had not actively decided to subdue her, meant that instinct had won over reason. In essence, he had accepted her challenge, and thus her proposition to mate. 

It was very likely she did not realize what she had done, but by barring her neck she had accepted his dominance over her and completed the ritual. For at least a moment, he stared at her wordlessly. His instincts had temporarily taken over, but clarity had now returned to him. He should remove himself from her; he knew this. But the will to do so was all but nonexistent. His eyes remained fixed on the delicate skin of her neck. He was so close. It would take little effort to lean forward and press his lips to her skin. It looked so incredibly soft. A low growl rumbled through his chest.

He was suddenly drawn out of his thoughts when the woman began to wiggle again. This time she seemed to be writhing in discomfort. She placed a hand on his shoulder, and tried to reposition herself. “Sesshoumaru, could you at least…”

“Be quiet.” he ordered softly. He allowed the fingers of his left hand to loosen so that he was no longer gripping her hair. He then used the sharp claws of his remaining hand to cut through the thin straps that held her quiver to her back. Lifting her slightly, he slid the quiver from under her, tossing it to the side with her bow, and the large yellow bag she had been carrying. 

Kagome breathed a small sigh of relief now that she could lay flat on her back. It was extremely unpleasant having that quiver dig into her spine. She blinked slowly and then looked into his eyes. What the heck was he doing anyway? Why wasn’t he letting her up?  

“Sesshou--” the girl’s breath caught in her throat when she saw the inu lord’s head descending toward her. She soon felt his cool, silky hair against her cheek and neck. He was resting his head against the crook of her neck. Her heart began to race. Maybe he wasn’t immune to Naraku’s poison after all. ‘What should I do?!’ she asked herself urgently. Futile as her previous attempts had been, she knew she should try and make him get off of her, but strangely she couldn’t will herself to move.

Something about the way his weight was gently baring down on her was strangely comforting; arousing even. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, and his soft hair brushing over her cheek tickling her in a way that was not quite funny. Then her eyes widened with realization. Betrayal! This is how she was supposed to betray her closest friend! Inuyasha! If he knew what she had just been thinking, about his own brother no less, his head would explode!

The demon lord breathed deeply. The woman’s scent was much more pronounced now. It was practically making him dizzy with desire. Without thinking about his actions, he threaded his fingers through her hair and cradled her head in his left hand. It was then that Naraku’s words echoed through his mind. 

“As for you, Lord Sesshoumaru, your distaste for humans will be turned against you. For you, the greatest sin, is to know the touch of a human female.”

A soft growl passed through his lips. He loathed falling into Naraku’s trap, and yet he could feel his control slipping more and more with each passing second. Her body felt so warm, so inviting as he lay against her. Still, he realized that it was not too late. He could still pull away from her. He could still kill her if he so chose. He could rip out her throat right now, and erase this indignity from his memory. She was human. He should not be touching her in this way. He should not be feeling the way he was toward her. But even as he looked into her confused brown orbs, Sesshoumaru could feel his inclination toward violence slowly slipping away. 

He did not wish to kill her. He had no choice but to acknowledge that fact now. It was against his very nature, but he wanted to touch her in ways he had never touched a human before. He wanted to feel the warm wet flesh of her womanhood wrapped snugly around him. He wanted to hear her cry her pleasure into the night. He could feel himself hardening in response to his thoughts, and he reflexively rolled his hips against her. 

Kagome gasped in shock at what Sesshoumaru had just done. The signals his body was giving her clearly stated that the demon lord was not as immune to the fog as he had previously indicated. She was quickly discovering that she was in no better shape. The feeling of his body against her was affecting her in all the wrong ways. She should have been horrified, near panicked even. Instead, she found herself wondering what he would do if she kissed his neck. It was so very close to her lips. It wouldn’t require much movement at all. 

She felt her heart skip several beats. Admittedly, she had never had sex before, but she was not so naïve as to not realize what was happening here. Logically, she knew it was wrong. She knew that she never wanted her first time to be like this. Sesshoumaru was gorgeous, but she barely knew him. They had no feelings for one another, and more than anything else, he was Inuyasha’s brother!!!

She instinctively fisted her hands in his clothing, and licked her dry lips. She knew this was wrong, more wrong than anything she had ever done in her life, but the more she reminded herself of how wrong it truly was, the less she wanted to prevent it. There was an odd, and inescapable appeal to the forbidden nature of their actions. Each of her breaths were becoming increasingly shallow. With out conscious thought she slid a hand down his arm, feeling the powerful muscles beneath his silken clothing. She licked her lips again, and moved her face close to his. She had thought to kiss him, but lost her nerve at the last second. Instead, she gently rubbed her cheek against the side of his jaw. 

She heard a low growl rumble through his chest, and briefly wondered if she had somehow misread the signals he was giving her. “Sesshoumaru…I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean to…”

She immediately silenced when she felt him shift and pull away. He looked down on her, with an unusual glint in his eyes. A moment of silence passed between them before the demon lord spoke. “It is the fog.” he admitted softly.

“I-I know.” she told him. “What should we do?”

The inu lord thought it over, his eyes taking on a slightly glazed look. His body had betrayed him, he could deny it no longer. She had brushed her cheek against him. Whether it was deliberate, or accidental he could not say. The response from his body however, was unmistakable. His already aroused flesh had hardened further, and he had to force himself not to shudder, as a powerful chill ran down his spine. This situation was deplorable, but he had now come to terms with the fact that there was only one way to quell his desire. He could hear the woman’s heart drumming in her chest. As unacceptable as the situation already was, he would at the very least, not proceed against the woman’s wishes. 

He continued to stare into her eyes as he considered his next words. He needed her to fully understand his intentions, but he would not admit the power she held over him in this moment. He willed himself to remain calm, and with a gentleness which was completely foreign to him, he brushed several strands of dark hair away from her eyes. “You… are afraid?” he asked, quietly.

Kagome swallowed convulsively. She knew what he was asking her, and she knew what her answer would mean. 

But… she didn’t care, she realized. She knew what they were doing was wrong, she knew it like she knew her own name, but she didn’t care anymore, she couldn’t. In fact the very fact that it was wrong, made her want it that much more. 

“No.” she finally answered. “I’m not afraid, just… nervous. And curious.” she added as an afterthought. 

Sesshoumaru frowned slightly. “Curious?” he repeated. “Do you mean to say that you have never--”

She cut him off by shaking her head, indicating a negative response. His frown deepened. She was untouched?! This information was…interesting. Something about the fact that his brother had never touched her was oddly, if unexplainably satisfying. 

He held her gaze as he allowed his right hand to wander. He quickly found the him of her shirt, and lifted it slightly. He slowly ran his fingers over the soft skin of her belly. The woman gasped lightly as his palm slid up her belly and along her ribs. He soon came to the fold of her left breast, and was mildly disappointed to find that there was another article of clothing there.

Kagome bit her lip as she felt his thumb sliding back and forth over her nipple. It was both strange, and exciting to feel him touching her in this way. This was SESSHOUMARU of all people. It so wrong, but the scary part, was how much she was enjoying it. His eyes. Those beautiful golden eyes, which were usually so cold, so untouchable, were now glazed over with lust. It was by far the most erotic sight she had ever seen.

He lowered his head toward her again, and she could feel his surprisingly soft lips against her neck. He licked her; lightly at first, but she soon felt his warm wet tongue gliding across her skin. She felt his sharp fangs graze her lightly, and a powerful chill shot down her spine, causing her entire body to shudder. 

In spite of himself, Sesshoumaru smirked at her response. He repeated the action and was rewarded with a small, but needy whimper from the female. Powerful waves of nervousness, and arousal emanated from her. The combination was an oddity for him, but it was arousing none the less. He pulled away from her suddenly, quickly removing his pelt. He then began untying the straps of his heavy armor, stripping it off piece by piece. Kagome sat up and watched with interest as he removed his things. He paused briefly, giving her an almost demanding look. “Your clothing,” he began as he gestured with his eyes. “remove it.” 

A light gasp escaped her lips. She should be angry at the way in which he spoke to her, but it was just so… him. Sesshoumaru didn’t ask, or request, he ordered. She knew she should feel bad about it, but she was more than happy to comply. She was still nervous, but, desire and curiosity spurred her on. She slowly lifted her shirt over her head, before unfastening the buttons of her skirt. She shimmied out of it, but before she could do anything further, a powerful arm wrapped around her. Her breath left her in a rush, as she looked up to see Sesshoumaru staring at her breast. She began chewing her lip nervously. He had told her to take off her clothes, so why had he stopped her now?

The demon lord lifted his free hand slowly, and began tracing his fingers over the lacy edges of her bra. “What is this garment?” he asked, never taking his eyes off the intricate pattern of pink lace. 

Kagome looked down, and watched for a moment as he continued to trail his fingers along the edge of her undergarment. Suddenly he stopped and looked at her, and she looked up. Heat and color rushed to her cheeks as if she had only now realized that she was practically naked, and in the presence of the powerful demon lord, Sesshoumaru. It took a second for her to remember what he had asked her. “Oh this,” she looked down again. “it’s called a bra.”

The inu lord looked down on the garment again. This time he trailed his fingers over the erect little nubs he could see protruding beneath the thin cloth. It was a strange article of clothing. It hid her flesh from him, yet it held its own erotic appeal. He traced the edged one more time before moving away from her. “Remove it.” he told her quietly. 

She responded with a single nod before setting to the task. Only now did she notice his state of undress. He wore nothing now aside from the traditional fundoshi. Her first instinct was to look away, but she managed to suppress the urge. 

Sesshoumaru watched her as she watched him. He could see her eyes widening with obvious fascination as they traced his muscular physique. She seemed intent not to miss a detail, as her shimmering brown eyes mapped out the planes of his chest. She followed the lines of muscle down to his stomach, and he was oddly pleased when she stopped at his fundoshi. Deliberately, he took that exact opportunity to begin unbinding the cloth. Her eyes widened further, but she did not look away.

Her own task forgotten, Kagome stared openly as the demon lord undid his final article of clothing. Her partially removed bra hung from her left arm, as her heart drummed with anticipation. 

The woman was no longer removing her clothing as he had instructed, and Sesshoumaru was quickly loosing his patience. She would not be told again. He made quick work of his loincloth, and before the woman could bat an eye, he was upon her. Kagome found her back pressed against the cool grass. The inu lord was above her again. She watched as he looped a clawed finger beneath the strap of her bra, before sliding it down her arm. He tossed it aside, before looking back at her. Their eyes locked, and she soon felt his hand sliding down the side of her body. She heard the sound of rending fabric and realized that he had used his claws to slice through her panties.

“Hey…!” she began to protest, but immediately silenced when she saw the tiny mischievous smile on his lips. His claw easily slit one side, and then the other, before he slid the thin cloth away. He sat back on his heels, and Kagome valiantly fought the urge to cover herself as he stared down on her. She watched his eyes slide down her body, stopping at the juncture between her legs. He placed his right hand on her left breast, taking a few moments to massage the soft flesh before he ran his hand along her belly and across her hip. He carefully separated her legs, before tracing a finger along the outer lips of her womanhood.

Kagome gritted her teeth against the erotic, yet foreign sensation of having someone else touch her in such a private place. He soon found the engorged bundle of nerves between her thighs, and began a gentle massage with the pad of his thumb. A small whimper broke from her lips, her hands fisted in the grass beneath her. She subconsciously spread her legs further, as his fingers moved a bit faster. 

Sesshoumaru watched with complete attentiveness as her small body writhed, and occasionally shuddered with pleasure. Her eyes rolled back, as breathless pants, and moans escaped her lips. Her delicate flesh had been even softer than it looked, and had tasted sweeter than anything he had ever experienced before. He convulsively licked his lips as he watched the motions of his fingers. The desire to taste the delicate pink flesh of her femininity was almost overwhelming, but he would not succumb. What was taking place was enough already. He would not lower himself further. 

Deciding that the woman was now suitably lubricated, Sesshoumaru stopped his ministrations, and covered her body with his own. He looked into her glazed, but surprised brown eyes, as he rubbed his painfully aroused flesh against her. Remembering her human frailty, he carefully pushed into her, holding her eyes to gage her response. He did not care for the female, but he did not wish to harm her needlessly. 

He pushed into her little by little, his invasion deepening slightly with each pass. He felt the woman tense slightly, but he pushed forward anyway. Her fingers suddenly dug into his shoulders, and she winced in pain. “It hurts.” she told him quietly.

“Attempt to relax your muscles. The pain will not last.” 

With a quick nod, she took a deep breath, and relaxed her muscles as best she could. Sesshoumaru knew that no matter what he did now, the woman would experience some level of pain. So, he wrapped his arms around her, and with one quick thrust he entered her fully. A small shriek escaped her lips, and she tried to pull away from him. “Sesshoumaru…!” she panted, as she squirmed in discomfort. 

A light growl rumbled through his chest. He had entered her quickly so as not to draw out her pain. Now as he was sheathed inside her, he had to forcibly hold himself still and allow her time to adjust. Her constant squirming, however, was not making things easy. “Be still.” he instructed evenly.

“I-I can’t Sesshoumaru. It hurts.” Kagome continued to squirm, and try to push him away, but he would not move. She had expected that it would be uncomfortable, painful even. But this was more than what she had expected.

To his surprise, Sesshoumaru remained patient. He knew that she would experience pain. Humans were fragile creatures after all. Her movements were calming somewhat, but she was obviously still in pain. It would not do for her to panic now. He loathed what he needed to do, but it was necessary. He leaned in close to her, his lips a hair’s breath from her ear. “Kagome.” his voice came out in a quiet whisper. “Calm yourself. Do not concentrate on the pain.” he placed a soft kiss beneath her ear. “Focus on the feel of my lips against your skin.” He kissed her again and ran his hand along the side of her body. He started from her hip to trail up the side of her belly, along her ribs, and finally to her breast. He massaged the rounded flesh gently, allowing his thumb to move slowly back and forth across her nipple. “Feel the warmth of my hands upon your skin.”

Kagome felt heat rush through her body, and her attention was instantly drawn away from her pain. He was treating her body with a gentleness she never knew he was capable of. She felt the tension wash away, and her temporarily suppressed arousal returned full force. 

To his great satisfaction, Sesshoumaru felt the woman relax. The scent of her arousal now overpowered the scent of her nervousness. Just as he thought to resume his movements, she surprised him by rolling her hips just a little. He eagerly met her movement, and a light gasp escaped her lips. He cradled her head again, his left arm supporting the upper part of her back. He looked into her eyes, and thrust into her again, carefully searching her eyes for signs of discomfort. Seeing nothing of concern, he continued his slow, and measured pace.

An intense pleasure began to build behind the pain, and Kagome was soon panting and moaning in pleasure. Her previous shyness all but forgotten, she ran her hands along his back. She could feel the muscles shifting, and contracting with each movement. She didn’t know why, but it was a tremendous turn on to feel his muscles tightening and relaxing as he moved against her. She allowed her eyes to roll back, and gave herself over to the pleasure he was giving her. She would not think about the past, or the future right now. She would simply enjoy the moment. 

A heavy gasp escaped her lips as Sesshoumaru deepened his strokes. He began moving a little faster, and Kagome gritted her teeth to avoid crying out.

But Sesshoumaru would have none of it.

He pushed into her deeply, forcing a loud shuddering moan from her lips. She reflexively clawed the skin of his back as she arched her back and tried to catch her breath. The demon lord’s heart began to race. He did not understand why, but seeing her this way excited him more than he could ever say. He quickened his pace. His long rapid strokes sending waves of pleasure over them both. She was rocking her hips against his, urgently meeting his every thrust. The light sheen of sweat on her skin ironically added to her appeal. The scent was slightly sweet, and glossy skin was unusually erotic on her.

The woman’s movements were becoming more insistent now. She would reach her peak soon he realized. He tightened his arms around her, as he hastened his pace further. 

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop…” He heard her chanting quietly, as her fingers threaded through his hair. She tightened her arms around him with a strength he did not think she possessed. She shut her eyes tightly, and wrapped her legs around him. “Sesshoumaru… feels… so good… don’t stop. Don’t stop!”

‘I’m going to explode.’ Kagome told herself in the quiet of her mind. Her body was practically vibrating, as the pleasure continued to build. It was so intense, so unbelievably good. Suddenly, her breath was taken away. He plunged into her and something inside her snapped. A pleasure like nothing she had ever known, exploded, and rushed through her body. A broken scream escaped her lips as she shuddered in Sesshoumaru’s arms.

The demon continued to roll his hips against hers, prolonging her pleasure slightly. Finally, a heavy sigh passed through her lips. The tension was now gone from her body, but she did not stop meeting his movements. He was quite surprised by the zeal she was displaying. He had not expected her to continue once she had achieved her climax.

A few moments later, he achieved his own release. It was surprisingly powerful, and for several moments, his body quaked with aftershocks. Then, they both lay still. The fog cleared suddenly, but they hardly noticed its departure.

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Kagome sighed quietly. She was feeling blissfully content, if not slightly sore. She yawned lazily, and snuggled into the warm soft fur beneath her. Wait… fur?! She quickly opened her eyes to see that she was lying on a bed of white fur. ‘What the…?’ She sat up, and looked to her left, where Sesshoumaru was quietly resting against a tree. ‘Oh right. I remember now.’ she thought.

“You fell asleep.” he answered her unspoken question without turning to look at her. He was already dressed, and appeared to have been waiting for her to wake up. 

“Oh.” she said quietly. She immediately began gathering her clothing, before hastily putting them on. There were so many things she should be feeling right now, but to her surprise she felt almost normal. She should feel awkward that she was getting dressed while Sesshoumaru sat just a few feet away. She should feel guilty that she had, had sex with him. She should be angry at him, at herself for not trying harder to prevent it. But she felt none of this. Perhaps it was a side affect from the fog, she thought as she pulled her shirt over her head. 

She glanced at the demon lord again. He was still leaning against his tree, gazing at some unknown, or nonexistent object in the distance. She had had sex with him, and now he was essentially ignoring her. To her surprise, she didn’t care about that either. It wasn’t as if she was surprised. It didn‘t matter. What was done was done. Besides she didn’t have any feelings for him. In fact their mutual lack of feeling for one another only made things easier. They could return to their normal lives with minimal complication.

Kagome looked around her and was surprised that the well was only a few yards away from where she had been lying. She practically rolled her eyes at it. ‘Fine time for you to show up.’ she groused mentally. 

Having finished dressing, she shouldered her bag. She collected her bow and quiver, and headed toward the well. Something struck her mind and she paused without turning around. “How long was I asleep?” she asked quietly, knowing he would hear her.

“About an hour.” he answered promptly.

“Hmm… I’m not sure why you’re still here, but thanks for staying. I umm… gotta go. I’ll see you around I guess.”

She did not wait for the reply that she knew she would not receive. Soon, she was sitting on the lip of the well. Without so much as a backwards glance, she pushed herself off the edge, and dropped into the darkness. 

From the corner of his eyes, Sesshoumaru had watched her departure. He had been curious as to why she would jump into the well, but when he’d felt a strange surge of power, he realized that there must be more to the well than one would typically believe. He collected his pelt and rose to investigate. When he looked into the well, he was only mildly surprised that the girl was no longer there. She had disappeared. Another subject he would have to ponder at a later time.

 He turned to walk away, but something on the ground caught his attention. Something pink. Her undergarment, he realized. He had slit the sides with his claws, rendering it useless. Apparently the girl did not see fit to retrieve it. 

Without giving much thought to his actions, Sesshoumaru knelt down next to the small scrap of pink material. He picked it up examining it briefly. Without even trying, he could smell the woman’s natural scent, together with the slightly sweeter scent of her arousal, which still clung heavily to the garment. He rose to his feet, before tucking the garment into the folds of his haori.

‘It is probably best that Inuyasha not find it.’ he told himself as he took to the sky.

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Okay this is the loooongest one-shot I have written so far! Whew! It turned out differently than what I had originally planned, but I think it worked. Sorry for the long back story, but since this is a cannon, I wanted it to be as believable as possible. I hope I pulled it off.

Depending on the response I get to this, I may consider making it a series of inter-related one-shots. We’ll see what happens. At any rate, hope you enjoyed! Please review.

Edit: This story was initially intended to be a one-shot. I have since decided to make it into a short chapter story.