Coloring in the lines by soulNchantress

Green is in the air

Disclaimer:  I do not own Inuyasha or the color green.  Inuyasha is own by  Rumiko Takahashi.  I suppose the color green is owned by whatever being you consider prominant and universal.  I do not make any money by writing or sharing this fic.

A/N:  Although I placed this with my Spectrum Challenge fics I did NOT submit it as such.  I just thought to put it here instead of standing it alone.

She stood in the lush green grass of the meadow just a few steps from the tree line.  All was silent as she gazed into the sky.  Not a cloud marred its blue perfection.  The ocean blue of the heavens made her fancy for a brief moment that she was falling through the air.  Her decent would send her plummeting into that azure expanse of sea.

Hearing the snap of a twig in the otherwise deafening silence gravity suddenly reminded her that her feet were firmly planted on the ground.   Vertigo washed over her as her wondering mind slammed back into her body.  She turned to identify the interruption to her daydream.

He approached her saying not a word.  She should have been more concerned that he was encroaching on her personal space.  Still, she allowed it.  If he wanted her for any reason, be it fair or foul, she could not stop him.  The power of the Kami my flow through her person, but she could not control it as they did.

She waited with wide eyes and bated breath as he neared her.  Before she could blink, he was on her.

Kagome’s face flushed as Sesshoumaru leaned closer to her.  The Taiyouki nuzzled his nose into her throat as a low rumble filled their bodies.  Kagome was lost.  ‘Kami, he’s better than a vibrator,’ thought Kagome as his growl went straight to her secret pleasure nerves and ignited them like an inferno.  Kagome’s body was weeping in sheer sensuous overload.

Sesshoumaru took a long pull of her scent, knowing exactly what he was doing to the little miko.  He pulled her pliant body to his and began to grind his arousal into her stomach.  The demon nipped at her earlobe as his purr-like growl continued to thrum down her spine to her core.   “I can smell your desire,” he whispered.

Kagome’s mind was scattered to the wind.  Her body moved of its own accord, lifting her right leg to lock around his hips. The lust filled demon picked up her left leg and slid his hand from her calf along the back of her satin skin to her knee, and locked it, too, around his hips.  Kagome let herself tremble with sexual frenzy.  Her arms slid up his rock hard chest to encircle around his neck.  Her nerves were dancing to the song of his thrumming growl.

Sesshoumaru pushed the dazed priestess against a tree.  His hand pushed with delicious friction up along her stomach to squeeze a swollen and budding breast, and on up to her submissively bared throat.  He was pleased.  He purred to her. “This Sesshoumaru,” he firmly, yet gently, squeezed her throat, “could give you the little death.”  He grunted as his wanton miko rubbed against his clothed shaft.  “I would watch you come undone as I release the contained beast of your lust.”

Kagome knew she should say ‘No’, but her body would not even let words form.  She ground herself into him as she whimpered.  Even if he did not love her, she could not pass this up.  Kagome found herself desiring the ‘death’ he spoke of.  She would willingly die in his embrace.

His eyes bled as the raging lust shone in his gaze.  He dug his arousal into her, like a shovel trying to uncover the treasure hidden, but barely, under her panties.  His hand released her neck to tangle into her glossy tresses.  With a small yank he bared more of her creamy neck to his hungering gaze.  He leaned forward and licked her skin, while ramming his stiffened member against Kagome’s core.

She gave a keening wail that ended on a gasp as her body and mind stated without hesitancy that this is what she wanted above all else.  She wanted this demon, this lord of her being, inside of her.  She shyly brought her hand down to his hidden girth.  Kagome watched him warily as she grasped his large length in her small hand.  She wanted to tell him what she desired.  Her mind swam with the words, but her sexually hazed throat would only let one word leave its depths.  “Please,” she begged.

Sesshoumaru swiftly ripped her shirt open as he clamped his lips over her aching flesh.  He suckled hard at her nipple and gently nipped the distended offering with his teeth.  He heard her moan and vowed to hear a symphony of her breathy responses to him.

He slid his hand into her panties.  He just had to touch more of her.  Sesshoumaru tested her.  She was so wet and ready, and by all the Kamis, she was so fucking hot!  Wanting nothing more than to feel her very heat, he pushed one slender, claw-tipped digit into her.

“Miko,” he growled out to her.

“Please,” she replied breathlessly, “don’t stop.”

“Miko, you need to wake.”

“Huh,” she replied, “I don’t want to wake.  It’s too good.”

“Inuyasha returns, you must wake now.”

Kagome’s eyes fluttered open as she took in the sight of the Western Lord beside her.  Kami, he was just as beautiful as her dream.  She watched his nostrils flare slightly, as a blush bloomed like flowers on her cheeks.  He can smell it.

Sesshoumaru knew she was dreaming.  The scent of her arousal was so great; he never bothered to wake her.  He wanted nothing more than to bath in the scent of her desire.  Alas, the half breed approached and he did not wish for the miko’s embarrassment or discomfort.  “You must go wash before he returns.”  The blushing woman looked to the ground before gathering her supplies.  He probably couldn’t stand the smell of her.  Did he know it was he she dreamed of?

“Miko,” he rumbled, “This one believes you smell divine.” He smirked at her while making a show of deeply inhaling the air around him though his sensitive nose.

Kagome scuttled away to the river to bathe.

Hidden in the tress, Inuyasha averted his gaze and tried to clear his mind.  There was just something disgustingly wrong with watching his brother and best friend lusting for each other.  He took another tentative sniff of the air, smelling their combined lust.  He turned green for a moment.  Gross!