Sesshomaru's Fuzzy Problem by Speedy Tomato
Sesshomaru's Fuzzy Problem
Sesshomaru's Fuzzy Problem
By Speedy Tomato
A.N.-For MontiK, as promised. Enjoy!
Hurrying along, Sesshomaru was actually excited about what was to come. As far as he could tell, never before had he really looked forward to a tryst with an onna of any species. Usually, such things, when it came to him, were met with more than a touch of trepidation and anxiety. Each time this would happen he would hope against hope that things would be different or turn out better than the last but, each and every time, he was disappointed. This time, however, it would be different. He was confident in this.
Quickly enough, he found the cave that was to be the rendezvous point. Ducking inside to ensure that she wasn't already there, he nodded, pleased, to find it empty as he anticipated. No, he hadn't thought she would have arrived already but he had to check. A quick glance around told him it had been cleaned and stocked with firewood as he had directed of Jaken. That pleased him. With a bit of speed, he quickly started a fire in the pit that was there for it. Once it was blazing well, he ducked out of the cave to hunt. For him, the act of hunting gave him something to do rather than sit around, pace and wait for her to show. He was certain if he did that then he would drive himself mad. Not something he wanted. Sure, he was expecting and planning for this to be different but that didn't mean there wasn't some residual anxiety there as well, because there was. More than a touch of it he would admit if he were being honest with himself.
For him, it was ironic really. Here he was, Sesshomaru, Lord of the West, powerful youkai, eldest son of one of the most powerful youkai to have ever set foot on Japanese soil and he was apprehensive over a sexual encounter with a ningen. If his father were still among the living he would be laughing his ass off, of that he was certain. But, no matter what he did, he couldn't help it. Up to this point in his life, so much had happened of a negative aspect in the area of sexuality that it was second nature for him. Now he couldn't help it. It was this reason that he was, for the most part, celibate other than a handful of romps over a lifetime. It wasn't that he wasn't interested or, as Inuyasha thought, not into the female of the species, because he was, but his affliction caused him to abstain for fear of what would happen if the onna discovered his secret.
After catching a couple rabbits, he cleaned and dressed them then hurried back to the cave. There was no way he wanted her to arrive while he was away. Pleased, when he stepped inside, to see that she wasn't there, he quickly spitted the rabbits and set them to cooking. While they slowly roasted over the crackling fire, he prowled around to double and triple check everything to ensure that it was perfect. Of course, it was but he straightened things here and there then moved some things around. He wanted this to be special and memorable for the both of them. If things worked as he was anticipating then he wanted this tryst to stick in both their minds forever. It would just be the start for there would be more to come. But that had to wait for it was contingent on her and her reaction to things.
When he realized there was nothing more for him to do but wait he plopped down in front of the fire to try to relax. This, more than anything, was going to be among the hardest things in the world. He hated waiting for anything but, in this case, it was going to be worse. So much, in his mind, was riding on this that being made to wait was torture of the worst kind.
While sitting there, turning the spit occasionally so the rabbits roasted evenly, his mind began to wander to the root of his problem and how it had come about. Well, honestly, where it originated, he couldn't remember. All he knew was what people told him about it since it occurred just before his birth.
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In the time of his father, just weeks before his mother was due to give birth to him, his sire had crossed a powerful witch. From what he understood from beings that had witnessed the events in question, this ancient, wizened neko youkai was feared by all and sundry because of her malevolent power and history of a short temper with those that had crossed her or any perceived slight against her. His father, however, had taken her on. From what he understood, the confrontation had come about because she had been employed by one of his father's many enemies to curse him. Made of sterner stuff than most, the mighty Dog General not only confronted but arrested and sentenced her to death. As she was being lead to the chopping block, she managed to get free long enough to wreck a bit of havoc. In the end, she had put her hand on his mother's stomach and muttered a curse of some kind. As would be expected, she was quickly captured and her head came off by his father's own sword. But there was apprehension. No one knew what curse she had laid upon the great Dog General's unborn child.
Right on schedule, he made his entrance into the world and much to the relief of all there appeared to be nothing wrong with him. He was in perfect health and the spitting image of his father as all would expect. From what he understood, for the first year of his life everyone kept an eye on him for any kind of sign that something was wrong. He was closely monitored and anything to do with his health, such as a powerful sneeze, was dealt with by an expert healer. His father wasn't going to take any chances with the health and wellbeing of his pup and heir. But his first year passed with no ill signs. Then the second and so on. Nothing, it appeared, was wrong with him and he was a normal, healthy inu pup. That curse, or whatever it was, was thought to be a failure or the last ditch effort of a dying witch to get even with the being that ended her reign of terror.
But they were wrong. Her curse had worked.
It wasn't until he hit adolescence that they realized what she had done. For the longest time nothing untold had happened. He was normal and healthy or so everyone thought. When he began to show an interest in the opposite sex the problem and curse was revealed. For him, he hadn't thought anything was wrong. Not knowing any better, since some things were not discussed, he thought all inu males, when aroused, appeared to partially shift to their bestial form. But, as he was to learn, that wasn't the case. When alone and dealing with the normal erections and such that all adolescent males contended with from time to time, he grew a thick pelt of white fur and his facial features elongated slightly. Again, he thought this was normal and didn't know any better. At the time, no one had yet talked to him about things of a sexual nature so he didn't know what was normal and what wasn't.
That all changed the night a maid came into the room after bedtime to stoke the fire and ensure that all was well. He had been asleep and in the middle of an erotic dream at the time. Naturally, as what happened to the majority of males when such things occurred, he had an erection then had shifted as he always did. The sight of him partially transformed and aroused sent her screaming into the hall. That had woken his father. Of course, the older inu wanted to know what had frightened the servant. When he had come into his room, he had been stunned. It was then that Sesshomaru learned that what he was going through each time he was aroused wasn't normal in any way. Inus, as it turned out, didn't partially shift when aroused.
Of course, the first thing his father did was send him to any healer and witch he could find to see if they could determine the problem. It was during that period that they had learned just what the dying witch had done. She had cursed him in such a way that it may well ensure that the Dog General's line would die out with him. The curse rendered him abhorrent to the female of the species when partially transformed.
As he grew older, he found that last part to be true. Every female he had tried to bed was ready and willing until the transformation took place. Then they all but skinned their ass in an effort to get away from him. All the ones he had come across were disgusted by what they saw and likened it to participating in bestiality, not something they wanted to do. The only onnas he had been able to get to complete the act were jaded whores that he had to pay a pretty yen to do so. In all other senses of the word he was a normal inu male but aroused, he became a beast of some kind. No, his other half didn't come into play, he was still fully himself and his instinctual side wasn't in play but he sure looked like it was. It was an endless source of frustration for him and his father. Quickly, after it was discovered, his affliction made the rounds and no onna or her family would even consider a mating with such a being. That had driven his father to distraction.
When it became apparent that there was nothing that was going to change it his father scoured the whole of Japan for someone, ningen and youkai alike, that could break the curse. Many of them, lured by the money and prestige that would come their way if they succeeded, tried but all had failed. Because no one had been able to figure out what curse had been used they couldn't break it. By the time of his father's death, Sesshomaru had resigned himself to the fact that he would probably be alone for the rest of his life thanks to a curse.
For him, honestly, he didn't find it to be all that bad. Yes, he was used to it and had known nothing different all his life but he didn't understand why onnas found it disgusting. Once he had an orgasm or lost the erection, he would change back. It wasn't that they had to sit around with some kind of furry beast for hours; it only lasted as long as he had an erection. Hell, if it were a quickie then he would change back quickly. On his own, he could attain full erection and orgasm in under five minutes. Really, would a short time dealing with someone that got a little fuzzy and changed slightly be so bad? Apparently, onnas thought so. But now there was hope. And that hope had a name: Kagome.
When he first met the little miko, he wouldn't have thought that she was the only hope he had been able to find in his long life that he wouldn't be alone. Being honest with himself, he would admit that from the first look at her he found her to be attractive for a ningen. Because of his lack of sexual partners and frustration level, he noticed all females and gauged their looks. The miko was easy to look at and he liked her long, shapely legs. Later on, those legs and the vision of them wrapped around him while they did the nasty became a prime player in his fantasies.
For the longest time, because of what was going on, he didn't have close contact with her. What contact there was wasn't of the 'good' kind. Usually it involved a bit of a confrontation, ordinarily involving violence of some kind, with Inuyasha. But, about a year ago, as both the hanyou's pack and he began to pursue Naraku more diligently, they had come into closer contact more often. Then he had joined up with them. It was then that the little miko became a frequent visitor in his fantasies.
Kagome, as he learned after traveling with them for a while, was a very different onna than any other he had met. She accepted everyone, no matter what they looked like. Her relationship and friendship with the hanyou was proof of that. But he noticed that with other beings as well. One night, after a visit with Jinenji, he began to see her in a new light entirely. The equine hanyou was not what anyone would term 'good looking' and most found him to be abhorrent to look at. But not Kagome. She treated and looked at him as she did everyone else. That intrigued him.
At first, he thought that intrigue would lead to nothing more than a bit of a horizontal dance with her a few times. That he would like and wanted, he would admit it. But the more and longer he was around her he found that changed a bit. Maybe, just maybe, there could be more to it than that. But he held that in check. Instead of pushing forward at full speed as he would with most beings, he began to do a bit of a dance with her.
First thing, he started spending more time with her to get to know her. From that came the thought that his impression had been correct. She was different and he liked it. Once he determined that, he switched tactics and began to court her quietly. By this point, he, like everyone else, realized that there was no relationship of a romantic kind between Kagome and Inuyasha. No, there hadn't been some bad breakup or anything like that; it was more to the effect that the two had realized that they weren't destined to be anything but good friends. Both had accepted that and moved on from there. Though he knew that there was nothing between the two, he also was aware that the hanyou was very protective of the priestess and didn't like males sniffing around her. The way he acted with Kouga was a prime example of that. It appeared that the hanyou just didn't want her to get hurt so he was protecting her from all males. From the demon lord's perspective, he was certain that things would be worse if the hanyou thought he was sniffing around her with some kind of intent. So he was going to keep it on the down low and try to slide under the boy's notice.
Quietly, he began trying to spend time alone with her here and there to gain her trust. Once he had that, he began to press it further. That too had gone well. She had been receptive to his advances and seemed to warm up to him. So, as would be expected, he ratcheted it up a notch and started to make his intentions clear. It was at that point that she began to waffle a little bit. It wasn't that she hadn't liked him, he knew that much, she was worried about many other things. Though he hadn't planned for this, he had been able to work with it. At that point, he pulled out something he had learned long ago from his father: how to be smooth and suave with the opposite sex. Though he had tried it in the past with onnas, it had been less than successful for various reasons. With Kagome, he was seeing her as something akin to his last chance so he put everything he had into it. And, much to his surprise, it had worked. She had eaten it up and come back for more. That he liked.
A couple months ago he had began his final push with her. He had already decided that she was to be his but there was his 'fuzzy problem' to deal with yet. At that point it was still an unknown factor in the equation that was of such importance that, without it, he couldn't figure out the sum of it. So he had to introduce her to it.
On a night when Inuyasha was especially tired and in need of rest, he had colluded with the hentai monk, who he had drafted as his covert partner in crime when it came to seducing the miko, to keep an eye on things then slipped away with Kagome for some alone time. Taking her as far away from camp as he could possibly get and still be close enough to get there quickly if there were problems, he found a quiet place for them. After a bit of talking it progressed to a bit of cuddling then kissing. Knowing his arousal level was starting to climb, he stopped it there. Though he hadn't wanted to, he had wanted to press on and get some relief for once, he did. After cooling down a bit, he talked to her about his 'problem'.
Though it was a tad humiliating to talk to her about, he quietly explained his problem to her and what would happen when he popped a woody. He was heartened when she didn't show any kind of disgust at what he told her. Emboldened, he wanted to see her reaction to it when she did see it. Warning her ahead of time that it would probably come to pass, they resumed their previous activities. As he had anticipated, when his cock began to rise the change happened. White fur sprouted all over his body and his facial features began to distort and elongate. Once he was fully erect and the changes complete, he stopped once more and looked at her to gauge her reaction. Unlike onnas of the past, she didn't look horrified or disgusted. In fact, she looked a bit interested. Emboldened even more, he held her close and allowed her the privilege of touching him. Though he was a bit apprehensive about that, thinking it might scare her off, he told her to touch him. Gently and softly, she stroked and ran her fingers through the hair on his body that was accessible to her. Then, she gently traced her fingers over his elongated features. Not once did she show any kind of disgust. Instead, there was a bit of a curious wonder on her features. For him, that moment cinched the deal. She was going to be his. She was the first onna that had not shown any disgust or run away screaming from what he looked like. That alone was enough to tell him that she was to be his and nothing would stop him.
It was that decision that lead him to this cave. Tonight was the night that they would consummate their relationship. No, he wasn't going to mate her but he was going to claim her as his. Mating, if it came, would be a ways off. Since the night that he introduced her to what he referred to as his 'fuzzy problem' he had wanted this. Now, waiting for her he was nervous. Though she had seen him transformed there was still a bit of anxiety that she might still back away from him. That's why he was uptight and on edge.
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Finally, about two hours after he had arrived, she appeared in the mouth of the cave. For him, it was a huge relief. Part of him had been convinced up to that point that she wouldn't show up. Sure, he had known that she wouldn't get there right at the exact moment he had planned for; she was coming from her home a day early and had to be careful to avoid any of the pack members since they didn't know she would be back earlier than she told them she would be. Then she had to navigate here by herself. That would take time.
Coming in, she dropped her pack by the fire then plopped down with a sigh. "Sorry I'm late, it took longer to get away from home than I thought," she explained after leaning over and giving him a hug and kiss.
"I understand," he told her with a nod. Relieved, he pulled her close and held her, nuzzling her gently. Now the anticipation was there and he wanted to get down to business, so to speak. But he held off. It was best to set the mood and get her excited before they moved on to the main event. While she ate, they talked and he held her.
After the food was consumed and night had fallen, he was holding her on his lap, kissing her passionately. Now was the time and he was going to press on. After a bit of that, he picked her up and carried her over to the pallet that had been set up at the far end of the cave by Jaken. Quickly, he stripped her of her clothes then his own. Though he was still flaccid, the excitement was building and he wouldn't remain that way for long. Laying her flat on her back, he perched over her on all fours, mouth locked on hers. From what she had admitted to him and he could smell on her, she was not a virgin. No, she hadn't done much in the area of sexual things but she wasn't inexperienced. Though part of him wanted to be her first for such activities, he could easily work with this. In fact, it would probably be better this way. He wouldn't have to go so slowly or worry about scaring her with some of it. That part he did like.
Mouth locked with hers, one of his hands began to roam up and down her soft, already sweaty flesh. Calloused fingertips brushed over her erect, taut nipples, making her moan. Emboldened, he took one between his fingers, pinching and rolling it slightly. That elicited a whimpering cry from her that he really liked. Growling in her mouth, he moved his hand over to its twin then did the same thing. But he wasn't going to linger here. He was starting to rise and the change was already taking place. At the first stirrings of his erection, the white, downy fur began to sprout all over his body, covering it until it was a thick pelt that no longer allowed any of his pale skin to show through. No, it wasn't a shaggy fur, more like that of a short haired dog but soft to the touch and not coarse at all. Once he was covered with fur, he broke off the kiss. His features were starting to shift and that change in his bone structure made kissing all but impossible. He hoped that she understood that and wouldn't take offense.
Under him, Kagome looked up and watched, fascinated, as her soon to be lover changed. Unable to help herself, she reached up and began to run her fingers through the fur that now covered his chest. It was soft and silky, more like cat hair than anything on a dog and was thick. She loved the way it felt against her and couldn't wait to feel it pressed against other parts of her body. While she stroked his chest, a rumble from him started, seeming to signal to her that he liked what he was feeling from her. Emboldened, she continued to run her fingers through the fur. While she did that, she glanced down his body. Indeed, he was covered with that white fur all over the place, even his cock. Though, from what she was seeing, only the foreskin was affected by that. From her vantage point, the head of his cock that was visible out of the foreskin wasn't covered with fur. It was still pink and shiny like normal skin, rather like an animal's organ hidden in its sheath.
Looking at it, she felt the overwhelming urge to reach down and touch it. Since they were in the beginning stages of a sexual romp, she decided to go for it. Stroking down over his strong abs, she ran her fingers through the thicket of hair that was in his pubic area. After fluffing it out a bit, she let her hand drift down more then gently ran a couple fingers up and down his hard cock. Her light touch elicited a shiver and moan from him that made her grin a bit. Well, he liked that! Touching him all over, she found she liked the feel of his throbbing erection covered with fur. Wrapping her hand around it, she felt it pulse in her palm for a few seconds then began to move it up and down, masturbating him. While she did that, she rubbed her thighs together, trying to alleviate some of the heat that was building in her own crotch.
Beginning to growl softly, Sesshomaru began to thrust his hips a bit to give her a hint as to what he wanted. Oh Kami, he was loving this! This was the first time in what felt like forever that an onna he didn't have to pay was willingly touching him. Not only that, it was one that he found highly desirable and actually wanted to bed. This was heaven on earth if there ever was such a thing as far as he was concerned.
He let her continue on for a few minutes, reveling in the pleasure it was giving him but then he pulled away. Now, he wanted to be inside her. Shifting around a bit, he slid between her now spread legs and positioned himself at her entrance. Leaning down over her body, he nuzzled her neck softly in lieu of a kiss then began to slide himself into her. Feeling her hot, wet, quivering walls surrounding his hard cock, he moaned audibly. Kami, it felt fantastic! Shifting around a bit to ensure that he had the position he favored, he began to thrust into her in hard, deep strokes. Grunting and growling, he found his rhythm and went to town.
Drawing her legs up, she wrapped them around his waist and held on to his forearms. Eyes sliding shut, she panted and whimpered. Oh Kami it felt great! Sliding a hand down between their bodies, she found the sweet spot between her legs and began to rub it. Already, she was aroused enough that her clit was poking out of its protective little hood and pulsing slightly. Letting her fingers find the familiar pattern she used, quickly, she was bucking and moaning loudly under him.
Claws digging into the furs on the pallet they were using, Sesshomaru began to thrust faster and harder, fangs bared in a menacing snarl. Her walls felt like they were trying to milk his cock the way they were rippling and contracting around his hard flesh. Panting heavily, he slipped one hand under he back and lifted her up a bit so he could get a better angle and thrust more deeply into her. With his furry balls slapping against her ass, he felt his whole body stiffen and throb madly. Red eyes rolling back in his head, he panted out through clenched teeth, "Cum for me Kagome!"
Bucking wildly under him, her fingers brought her closer to the edge. "Yes Sesshomaru, fuck me!" She all but shouted. Normally, she would never have used that kind of language and would blush if someone else used it around her but she was so far gone in her own pleasure that it had just come out.
"Yes!" He hissed. "My bitch! Fucking my bitch nice and rough!" He growled, hips pistoning faster. "Say it Kagome... say you're my bitch, that you belong to me!" He snarled at her, red eyes flying open and fixing on her face.
"Your bitch," she moaned, holding onto one of his forearms so tightly the fingers were digging into his flesh.
"My bitch! MINE! My bitch to fuck how I want, when I want!" He howled as his body began to tingle and throb in a very familiar way.
"Yes!" She agreed, body stiffening and tightening up in anticipation of what was building between her legs.
Feeling her throb more quickly around his flesh, he unleashed his demonic speed on her.
That was all she could take. Arching up, fingers flying on her clit, a hot knot of sparks burst deep inside her and she came, whole body on fire and throbbing madly. Her legs tightened around him had and she held on, grinding herself on his crotch.
When he felt her grip onto his cock more tightly and flutter around him, he could take no more. Throwing his head back, silver hair flying around him, he howled loud enough to feel as though it made the walls of the cave shiver and seemed to bounce off of them then came, flooding her wet tunnel with his seed.
After what seemed like forever to both of them they finally came down, feeling limp and rubbery. Once his orgasm passed and his cock went flaccid, he changed back. Sliding out from between her legs, he flopped on his side by her, panting heavily. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close and held her there, stroking her sweaty hair.
Curling up to his broad chest, she shut her eyes and laid there panting heavily. Eyes sliding shut, she held onto him and nuzzled him a bit with her head.
As his breathing resumed its normal rhythm, he smirked. Oh yes, she was a keeper! Now she was his bitch whether or not she knew it. Any onna that seemed to like his 'fuzzy problem' as much as she did was a being that he was going to keep around as long as he could.