Trick-or-Treat by shiningstar*

Trick-or-Treat

NOT for little ones!  I rate these stories appropriately, trust me; if you are below the intended age or dislike bondage and other lemon-ness, DO NOT READ!  

This is for the Halloween Challenge! (I know I said I wouldn't post anything until my other story was finished, but I saw the challenge and, as this is my absolute FAVorite holiday, I had to enter)  Enjoy!

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Kagome’s lips quivered, the rosy flesh displayed deliciously to the stranger circling her.  A red cloth hid her sapphire eyes from him, tied just tight enough to leave her in the dark.  She knelt in silent obedience on the carpeted floor, her fingers helping her keep balance in her blinded state.  “Please,” she began, only to be hushed by a soft finger.  Down below, she could hear the faint murmurs of music through the floorboards, reminding her of the party in her living room.  How she found herself on her bedroom floor, at the mercy of this unseen stranger, was beyond her, but he had made it clear what consequences would await should she cry for help.

Her fingers curled nervously at her sides.  Soft footsteps made another circle around her, pausing just before her.  A hand reached down and cupped her chin, lifting her face upward to allow better access.  “Such a pretty girl,” came the smooth murmur, brushing a finger against her cheek.  “It’s a pity it must be like this, Miss Red.”  Kagome gasped as his other hand reached for the ties around her throat, undoing her crimson cloak and whisking the garment away.

Her breasts heaved, quickening along with her breath.  A chuckle floated to her ears.  “It’s Halloween, little one.  Even grownups can celebrate this evening.”  Softly, she heard a zipper lower, and the footsteps moved closer.  “I have come for my treat.”  Fingers moved to the back of her head, coaxing her slowly to lean forward.  When hard flesh brushed against her lips, Kagome sprung back, but the patient stranger led her close once more.

The warm head entered her parted mouth, pausing to allow the young woman ample time to explore.  Kagome whimpered at the foreign act, but her tongue moved curiously around the flesh, tasting the salty liquid at the tip.  More entered, and she curled her tongue around to accommodate.  A low hiss escaped the stranger as her lips tightened around him, sucking languidly.  Reflexively, his hips pressed forward, urging the rest of his length down her throat.  Her hands reached up and gripped his pants, trying to match his movements as she bobbed her lips along the pulsing flesh.

With a groan, the man released down her throat, coating her inside powerfully.  He waited until she managed to swallow the result of his climax before withdrew from her mouth, regretting having to leave her warm lips just when she was getting started.  “You learn quickly, little one.”  Gently, he lifted the young woman to her feet, setting her down once more on a wooden chair.  His hands guided hers behind the hard back of the chair, fastening her wrists together with his belt.  Kagome tried to pull away, but he clicked his tongue warningly and she ceased her efforts.

As he pulled away, her lips parted, fear of the unknown rising to overpower the surprising pleasure of the situation.  “What are you going to do?” she whispered, shifting uneasily in the chair.  She nearly jumped as the voice answered from behind, taking her off-guard.

“I plan to fuck you senseless, little one.  But I promise you, you will enjoy it.”  He moved slowly in front of her, this time kneeling before her.  His hands climbed under her skirt as she squirmed, tracing the creamy flesh with tantalizing slowness.  “You already do, right now.”  His fingertips traced her slit, covered by the black lace undergarment.  A mewl fell from her lips, accompanied by a soft blush on her cheeks as he rubbed harder, letting her wetness coat the dark fabric.  “I have you wrapped around my finger, and I can make you do my every will.”

Kagome dipped her head forward, trembling with the effort of not crying out.  A smirk toyed on the stranger’s face, and he stretched up, inches from her face.  “How does it feel?” he murmured, before capturing her lips softly.  His victim did not answer, engulfed in the kiss as he sucked on her lower lip.  She barely noticed the underwear slide down her leg, but she jumped as his fingers began their torturous dance once more. 

She moaned into his mouth, unable to help herself.  The fingers rubbed vigorously against her clit, massaging her in a way that made her blush harder.  “Ah!” she cried as one digit dipped between her slick folds, curling inside her.  Another joined quickly, dancing in her unexplored regions.  Kagome wished her hands were not bound so she could stop the embarrassing action, but she was not sure she would be able to even if she were free.  Kami, it feels good!

The fingers thrust deeper inside, now three entering and exiting with speed.  “Is it good, little one?  Do I pleasure you?”  He swirled inside her, enjoying her flushed expressions as he did so.

She nodded, ebony hair spilling over her shoulders.  “Y-yes!”  Her answer was rewarded with another kiss, gobbling up her yelp as he pressed faster into her.  Finally, he pulled back, withdrawing his long fingers and raising them to her lips.  Aware of what he wanted, Kagome hesitantly opened her mouth, tasting herself on his smooth skin.  Surprisingly, the liquid was tangy to her taste buds, sweeter than his essence had proven.

“You like the taste, don’t you?”  Again, she nodded, fighting the blush that burned.  A whimper escaped her lips as he rose to his feet, moving away from the chair.  He was soon back, however, and she could hear the sound of foil unwrapping slowly.  His fingers lifted again to her mouth, supplying a piece of chocolate between her lips.  As she let the sugary treat melt in her mouth, she felt him reach down for her nether regions once more.  Her breath caught in her throat as he nudged a piece of candy between her slick lips.  “I have not had a treat like this in a while.”

The stranger pushed her knees apart, allowing himself access to her glistening core.  Kagome gasped loudly as his tongue teased her slit, tracing her outline with long licks before delving deep inside.  Her fingers curled into fists behind her back, manicured nails digging into her palms at his actions.  Already, she was feeling dizzy as an intense pressure built inside, the pleasure too great to hold back.  The chocolate melted in her warm folds, which he eagerly lapped up with long strokes of his tongue.

“P-please!” she panted, her breathing hitched slightly as he patiently worked.  His gentle hands kept her thighs spread, obviously not finished with her.  Her hips ground into his face of their own accord, releasing a soft growl from his busy lips.  “Kami, please!”

The words brought release, the inward pressure finally giving way as her nectar poured out into his waiting mouth.  Licking her sensitive clit once more, he exited from under her skirt, noting the light sheen on her skin from the ordeal.  Planting a firm kiss on her lips, he rose once more, a smirk tugging at his own mouth.  “I could do anything to you right now, and you would let me,” he mused softly, resting his muscular arms on her legs.  “I could kill you right here, right now . . .” His hand wrapped around her slender neck, squeezing in emphasis.  “Or I could make love to you for hours . . .”  The fingers loosened, trailing lower to rest over her heart.  He could feel through her costume, feel her heart beating rapidly.

Kagome trembled.  She could not see the glimmer of amusement in his eyes, nor the upturned corners of his mouth.  “Could you?  Could you kill me?” she whispered, not trusting her voice to remain steady if she raised it.

A short grunt left the unseen stranger.  “Would I waste such a rare treasure?”  He cupped her chin once more.  “Miss Red, I thought you knew better.”  He loosened the belt around her wrists and lifted her, forcing her high against the opposite wall, where he lowered her onto his ready cock.  Her surprised cry gave way to a moan; despite the pain from his sudden entrance, the pleasure was much more, and she wrapped her legs around his solid waist as he pumped faster.  Each thrust was accompanied with a string of kisses, stretching from her succulent mouth to her partly exposed breasts.

When her orgasm came, he forced his mouth over hers, swallowing her loud cries.  Instead of continuing to his own end, he deposited her onto her bed.  The stranger went to work, freeing her of the constricting black corset over her white blouse.  The outfit was discarded with her hooded cloak, leaving her on the mattress with nothing but the crimson blindfold, waiting silently as she heard him relieve himself of his remaining costume.  His arms hooked under her knees, securing them in the crook of his elbows as he lifted her.  “Remember our deal,” he murmured, before thrusting forward with carnal need.

Kagome’s fingers gathered handfuls of the covers, catching herself from making too much noise.  “Don’t . . . stop,” she breathed, stopping mid-sentence to cry out.  They moved together, meeting each thrust and buck beautifully as the party raged on down below.  She quickly rose to a new climax, curling her toes with the intensity as she yearned for more.  The stranger heeded her pleas, changing positions to offer an experience so raw she was shaking.

He pushed forward, the pace quickening unbearably for the young woman.  “Say it.  Who do you belong to?”  Kagome’s head rolled from side to side as she rode his erection, knowing he would withhold what she needed if she did not obey.

“S-Sesshoumaru!”

The high-pitched moan turned to a scream as he spilled his white-hot seed, filling her womb with pleasure like she had never felt.  Her hair stuck against her skin and the blindfold, wet with sweat from the long tumble he had provided.  Panting for breath, she fell against his chest, smiling faintly as his arms secured themselves around her.  His fingers fumbled for a moment, untying the restricting cloth from her eyes.  Deep sapphire met molten gold, and he kissed her forehead softly.

“You did not listen, little one,” he scolded, though his lips curved teasingly.  Kagome blinked innocently, a smile coyly rising on her swollen lips.

“I don’t care.  This was the best Halloween I’ve ever had.”  She snuggled close to his side, planting a kiss over one sensitive nipple.  “Do I get to tie you up next?” 

The young lord smirked, propping himself up on one elbow.  “Does this mean you are ready for another round?”  He gazed at her expressive face, reading her calmly.  “What about your guests?”

Kagome listened carefully to the dull music throbbing through the floor.  “They can manage a few hours without us.”  She kissed him firmly, moving down his sculpted stomach to his crotch, the flesh already twitching responsively.  “After all, this girl has a few tricks up her hood.”  Sesshoumaru groaned at her light touch.  Yes, Halloween was truly magical indeed.