Chemical Reaction by Angelic Memories
Strange Object
Okay this response is for Sugabelly’s Condom Challenge.
Guidelines:
Prompt: Condom
No Tragedies
No word limit: 1 454 words used
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Strange Object
Sesshomaru was perched yet again on the balcony of his room. He looked through the flimsy curtains to watching the sleeping form in his bed. As promised, Kagome was not talking to him. She took her meals in the bed chamber and played with Rin in either the young girl’s room, or in the room the miko was staying in. The only other time she left was to find the natural hot spring the castle was build around.
In order to give her time to think, Sesshomaru made sure never to bump into her during he small outings. Each night, once Kagome was in a deep sleep, the inu would perch outside to watch her. Eventually he would sneak into, gather anything in the room he needed, and then headed back to his study.
It was tiresome, dealing with the stubborn woman was a pain, and he didn’t know why he bothered. But there was a gut feeling, an instinct, telling him that this was the path he was meant to walk. Not to mention the power that he would gain in a mating with the miko. But there was still a lot to learn about the woman he wanted. She obviously didn’t understand him, and he was willing to admit to himself that he did not understand her.
So he figured the best way to understand a person was through their belongings. The well worn, over stuffed, yellow bag the miko carted around was casually lying on the floor near the foot of the bed. Kagome turned in her sleep, facing the door to the room rather than the balcony. Sesshomaru slipped into the room and carefully moved towards the bag. Sitting on the floor next to the strange sac, Sesshomaru studied the clips holding the flap of the bag over the top. It took less than a minute, and the bag was still fully intact once he figured it out.
Slipping a hand into the bag, he pulled out the first object that he felt. He recognized the comb the miko used to brush her hair. The thick round handle was attached to a broad head with many bristles. He had never seen the material it was made out of and he wondered if the miko might explain one day what it was and how it was made. He reached into the bag again and pulled out the next thing, he took no interest in her strange clothes, so put them to the side as he pulled them out. Until he pulled out a garment he hadn’t seen before. He could tell from the form that it was a breast binding, but the unusual garment was hard right where the breast would sit. He was certain the binding would be uncomfortable, but he had never wore such things so he wasn’t one to judge.
He added the bindings with the rest of the pile he created. He took item after item, stiffing them when he noticed that they had a scent. Reading anything with labels, if he could read the language, or studying the picture or diagrams, he seemed to understand most of the objects. He was beginning to see that Kagome enjoyed being clean. From the many books he knew that reading was one way she entertained herself. But looking through the contents of a few of the strangely bound books, he noted that she was also interested in education.
As the bag became emptier, Sesshomaru was left with smaller and smaller items. There was a tube of some sort of ointment that painted his skin a dark red when he rubbed it between his fingers. He wondered if it was female face paint, which for the miko was strange since she rarely wore makeup. As he slipped his hand back into the bag he realized there was only one object left. He pulled it out and looked at the black square in his hand. Giving the strange object a sniff gave away nothing. He moved it between his fingers, feeling a small bump in the packaging. It was then that he noticed the bump was circular. He determined there was something inside. Carefully, Sesshomaru made a slit to pull out the object within.
Sesshomaru watched as the centre of the circular object fell from the base he was holding. The scent waving off the object was very strange, reminding him of the gloves the miko use to wear from her ‘first aid’ kit when she was dealing with injuries before she ran out of them. The second thing that he noticed was the mysterious material could stretch and when he touched it he could feel an ointment covering the outer surface.
“What are you doing?” a voice called out, breaking his concentration.
He hadn’t taken notice of the miko, who he assumed was still sleeping. But at some point she had awaken and was now laying at end of the bed, watching him over the edge. Surprisingly the inu didn’t hear any anger in her voice, even as he sat surrounded by items from her bag, her demeanour remained calm.
“Oh my god,” she exclaimed when she took note of what he was holding up. She ignored the bright pink bra over a knee, her matching panties at his feet, and all the other items that surrounded him. Instead she reached over to snatch away the latex dangling between his fingers.
“I think not,” Sesshomaru said, pulling his hand out of reach of the miko’s grasp. “I wish to know what this item is.”
“It’s nothing important,” the miko explained. “Just forget about it and hand it here.”
“Not until you tell me what this Sesshomaru wishes to know,” the inu teased with a smirk.
Kagome opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again, and then closed it again, choking over the words that just didn’t want to come out. Her blush crawled over her cheeks, a deep red, which she knew the inu lord could see in the dark. But she was well aware that she wasn’t getting out of anything. Sesshomaru showed very little emotion and she was sure he was bound and determined to sate his curiosity.
“It is an article that goes over your… thing to protect you while you do it,” she uttered at last in a hurried sentence.
“That is great miko, but what does article, thing, and do it represent.”
She whispered the words, not comfortable with anything that had to do with sex. She had always found it uncomfortable in such conversations. It didn’t help that this wasn’t with friends. Sesshomaru was a guy and that meant a potential partner, so she wanted to clam up even more.
“Condom,” he repeated looking at the object, “but miko this may be quite useless.”
“No, it works, they help make sure you don’t have babies.”
“I do not doubt you miko, what this Sesshomaru meant was this would never fit over this Sesshomaru’s penis,” he told her overconfident, “at least not entirely.”
Kagome’s eyes widen. She couldn’t believe he could talk so casually about such things. She could barely whisper sex and penis, but he spoke without hesitation. Most of all he was confidentially boasting, which did not help Kagome’s situation.
“Well… I can’t help that… I mean … um… it wasn’t intended for you… I received it in health class. I forgot that I put it in my bag… no one was meant to find it.”
Sesshomaru chuckled at the stuttering coming from the miko. He wasn’t sure why she wasn’t angry anymore, but he was happy that he was finally allowed to be near her.
“Kagome,” he whispered slowly, “I would enjoy it if you allowed me the opportunity to dine with you during your morning meal.”
With the subject changing to something more serious, Kagome was caught off guard. She looked at the inu and remembered what he had said many days ago. Though she was not happy about his statement, she had come to realize that her immature ways of acting was not the answer. It just took her a little bit to work up the courage to say that she was wrong.
“Sure, but after we talk about this mating thing,” the miko reasoned.
Sesshomaru nodded in agreement, “I will return for you in a couple hours.”
He took another look at the item in his hand, dropped it to land amongst the other things in various piles, and then headed to the closet. Inside he gathered his clothing for the next day and then left the room via the open balcony. Leaving behind a shocked Kagome to stare dumbly as she realized whose room she now slept in.
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Ja ne
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