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Okay I had this idea for a story about the time that I wrote caught. This is not the sequel for that one but I’m working out the kinks on that so hopefully I will have one sometime soon. Okay this is one I just randomly decided to write. Anyway I hope you like it and here we go.
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Kagome looked out of her bedroom window sadly. The month was ending in a few days, giving way to a new one, a month of a Black Moon. These months were rare, it was a month where there were two new moons. Black moons were important to her family, they signalled the power of the priestesses ripening and emerging. She wrapped a wool blanket around her bare shoulders.
The nights were always cold here buried as they were within a hollow mountain (I couldn't think of the term for it so I made my own). The top of the mountain was opened up to the sky, showing the clear night sky. The moon was barely a sliver remaining, so thin it could almost be missed unless you were looking for it. Even the stars seemed dim as they twinkled weakly beside the disappearing moon.
Normally on a night like this she would be shivering with cold and wrapped in layers of clothing like the other priestesses, but because her time for her powers was so close, her body was flushed with heat and sensitive to touch. It was so bad that she was completely nude when she slept nowadays and wore a minimum of clothing at all other times. She was filled with barely contained anticipation for the month to come.
Her entire life had been spent here, sheltered from everything else by her family inside the hollow mountain. She had never left or even met someone who was not a member of her family. However, she had heard stories from the others who had gained their powers about the world. The stories centered around the demons that roamed everywhere looking for ways to sate their destructive desires. The stories she had been told since childhood had always frightened her, making her want to stay safely hidden in her family home. She wasn't a coward though and was determined that she wouldn't be afraid of demons her entire life, only until her powers arrived.
She belonged to a special family of priestesses that were often referred to as a family of dark priestesses. Kagome had always found such tales amusing when her sisters had uttered them. It wasn't exactly true. They were priestesses, but the dark part was debatable. They simply cared about themselves and provided themselves with what they wanted. They cared about their own betterment yes, but never went out of their way to harm anyone, except during the month of the Black Moon when they needed to prepare their powers for ready use. The time was soon coming for Kagome, the beginning signs had started: she was growing more and more sensitive everyday from her building powers, sparks flew from her fingertips when she felt intense emotion, and her body was in a constant state of arousal and need. When the time came in a few days Kagome was going to gladly unleash her power, if only to ease the unbearable need for sex she had.
Every priestess born of her family's blood came into her powers during the Black Moon month of their eighteenth year of life. Normally, this was also the time that they came into their sexuality. As they learned the pleasures of sex, their dormant powers came alive and began to flow freely through their veins. The power would remain, increasing in potency, until they drew their last breath.
Years ago, many priestesses of her family had died from their powers coming out. They had found out that in order to survive the month, a priestess needed a male to help her channel her new found abilities. It had taken them a while, but the priestesses had found that they needed to use demons during this time because their bodies were strong and so were their desires. Demons could meet the women's drive and 'service' them easily during this time. When their powers were realized, the priestesses easily removed all evidence of their carnal transgressions with the demons, all it took was a quick zap and the demon was dust.
A roar sounded across the hollow cavern of the mountain. It was a deep and angry sound, the roar of a trapped animal. It was the sound of a demon chained against his will inside the ritual cave. He was to be her demon; the one she would be using during the coming month for her transition. Kagome refused to dwell on how frightening he sounded to her. Even worse that she was afraid of demons, that would just kill it.
She took one last glance at the disappearing moon before closing the sliding window. She lay down upon her small bed, letting the wool blanket fall away from her heated flesh. She blew out the flame of the candle and closed her eyes for sleep. She promised herself that she would not allow herself to be afraid of this demon. She wasn't a coward.
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"Kagome of the Higurashi clan, stand." called out a clear voice through the crowd of women in the courtyard.
In a soft white cloak, Kagome stood facing the High Priestess of the family. Kaori wasn't much older than herself but had been elected to the position by the others when her predecessor, Kaede, had died last winter.
"My lady." greeted Kagome bowing her hooded head in reverence.
"This is the first night of a Black Moon month. It is our month. The time we all gained our powers and our future generations will as well. Eighteen years ago you were given life, now during this month, you, Kagome of the Higurashi clan, shall complete the ritual and accept your powers as a priestess." announced Kaori formally. The rituals had to be formal to please those who had gone before them. "Are you ready to begin?"
"Yes, my lady." Her voice trembled slightly. She did not like this part.
"Then shed your cloak and reveal yourself unto your sisters."
Kagome raised her bowed head and quickly removed the white cloak. It slid down her body slowly until it pooled on the ground at her feet. She faced her family as naked as the day of her birth. The only difference was the tattoo on her right thigh of two blood red tear drops, the symbol she had chosen for herself. Taking a deep breath she offered herself up to her sisters’ inspection. They cried out their consent to her duty quickly as their hands skimmed over Kagome's naked flesh. Kagome kept her eyes shut tight, this was humiliating enough and she wasn't about to look into her family's eyes.
"Stand down sisters. She is approved." rang out Kaori. She was standing directly in front of Kagome now. "Open your eyes." she whispered quietly so that only Kagome could hear her.
Kagome fluttered her eyes open. Her warm brown eyes shone their relief to Kaori. Kagome had been dreading the presentation to her sisters for flaws. Despite that they were family; she was not okay with having them touch her all over in their search for flaws. If she had been found with a flaw than she would have been cast out of the family right then and there and would most likely die from her powers erupting unchannelled. Kagome bit her tongue and suffered through the indignity silently.
"Here is your new cloak. Don it and make your way to the instrument of your month ahead." Kaori wrapped a bright crimson cloak around Kagome, closing it tight in the front and pulling the large hood over her silky black hair until her face was but a shadow.
Kagome led the procession with a slow, steady pace out of the courtyard and across the cavern to the ritual cave entrance. The priestesses stopped at the entrance to the cave, watching as Kagome walked in her bright red cloak into the depths of the cave. As she descended, Kagome took in shaky breaths. She had never laid her eyes upon a demon, certainly not the one that had been chosen for her, and felt the beginnings of fear and panic starting. She knew he would look humanlike but just the fact that he was a demon scared her more than she could say. Faint echoes from the priestesses as they placed a barrier up to keep Kagome and her demon inside until the month was over followed her with each step.
It was dark in the cave, but there was little chance of getting lost. The cave was a narrow tunnel that widened into a large cavern filled with hanging stalactites and protruding stalagmites. At the back of the cave was a small underground waterfall and basin. In the middle of the cave was a low stone altar. Atop the altar a breathtaking demon lay splayed out, chained to the stone, reinforced spiritual chains held him; they would prevent him from escaping or fully transforming while he was chained.
He was naked, his body elegantly toned. his skin was pale white with vivid magenta stripes slashing across his body, upon his legs, chest, wrists, and hands, finishing with two upon his cheeks. Long, luxurious silver hair spilled over the edges of the altar and brushed along the ground. His eyes were a bright, glowing red and stood out against his starkly pale face. He was struggling against the chains that held him bound to the altar; all that managed to do though was to zap him with the power infused within the chains. He roared angrily as he failed to free himself from his bindings.
Kagome halted in the shadows and just stared in wonder at him. He looked ferocious, filled with rage and determination; he wasn't going to like her using him. He was a magnificent creature, even in his rage. She felt her body grow more sensitive, the smooth fabric of the red cloak she wore was suddenly heavy against her, irritating and unnecessary. She wanted it off.
She wanted this demon. A throb started to beat insistently between her thighs that had her rubbing her legs together trying to soothe the sudden ache. Her brown eyes slid shut as fantasies of using this demon danced in front of her eyes. She let out a low moan of desire.
A loud growl interrupted her erotic thoughts. Her brown eyes opened and met those feral red ones of the chained demon. The anger he directed at her did nothing to dampen her desire for him instead she just got hotter for him.
"Who are you?" growled the demon deeply. It was the voice of an animal, forced and gravelly.
"No one." answered Kagome, stepping out of the shadows. Her crimson cloak hid her features from him. It billowed around her body, hiding her curves
"You reek of desire!" he accused. His nostrils flaring.
Kagome mustered as much courage as she could before she answered. "And so I should." Her voice came out even and husky. Sexy sounding, though that was far from what she actually felt. "I desire your body." she told him. It was true. She did desire him, enough that it overshadowed her initial fear of him. He didn't need to know the whys of it or how nervous she was or how her body trembled beneath her cloak.
Knowledge crept into his eyes as he glared at her cloaked figure. He began to struggle once more against the enchanted chains that held him. When he could not break free, he snarled at Kagome.
"This Sesshomaru will not be used by a human."
"Really?" Kagome drawled out as she took another step forward. Where was she getting this confidence from?
"Grrr." he growled angrily.
"Such a magnificent body...." she murmured softly.”You shouldn't struggle so much."
Her rebuke set Sesshomaru off into another struggle against his chains. "This Sesshomaru will not be used by a human." he repeated in his beastly voice.
Kagome smiled beneath her hood. He was a powerful demon to be sure. Those chains packed a punch when fought against and he looked like he had been struggling for a long while and he wasn't even winded. He had to be very strong indeed. She felt her mouth water at the thought, his strength was extremely arousing to her, more than she had thought possible.
"Too bad. Neither of us have a choice, demon." she advanced towards him.
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His red eyes glowed dangerously. He ceased his struggle against his chains when he scented an increase in her arousal. Sesshomaru wanted to be free. He was certain that the female wanted his attention as she attempted to rape his bound body. He made up his mind quickly to thwart her clear intentions, he would give her a cold, unresponsive body instead of the hard one that she would need. He closed his eyes and blocked her out from his conscious. He let his face dissolve into a stoic mask of indifference as he detached his mind from the present.
This was a trick he had learned as a young demon. By detaching his mind from everything around him he managed to keep a ruthless control on his vicious demon instincts that fought him for control. With this trick he had earned a reputation for being cold, aloof, and uncaring; all of which were true, he was, but it gave him the added edge of clear sane thinking rather than impulsive demonic reaction.
Her consciousness travelled into that perfect place inside his mind where everything was what he wanted it to be. Just as he was about the take that first step onto the soft green grass, his mind came crashing back to reality.
A light, barely-there, touch glided across his chest and down his body. his eyes opened and glued themselves to the milky white skinned hand that was touching him and going lower and lower down his chest, swirling random patterns lightly on his skin. Sesshomaru wasn't certain but he thought he saw little sparks of pink jumping off her fingers as she touched him.
"No!" he managed roughly, as that delicate teasing hand touched him. It had been so long since he had felt carnal pleasure that her touch set him off. He grew instantly within her curling palm.
He had not been able to break off completely before she had ripped him back to the present. With every stroke of her fingers against his sensitive flesh he was losing his hard earned control. Her fingers stroked him eagerly as they explored his hard length. All he could see of the female was her hands as they reached out from under the red fabric. She squeezed him gently, and then pumped her fist over his flesh.
"It's so hard." she exclaimed excitedly from beneath the hood covering her face.
Sesshomaru groaned inside his head, it felt really good to have a female's hand on his shaft. He wanted more from her, he wanted her to take him into her mouth and suckle until he came. Her hands were just teasing him; like that red cloak she wore teased him with the unknown of what she looked like. Her fingers brushed against his tight balls, resulting in his jerking up off of the stone, only to be shocked by the chains that bound him into remembering where he was. That thought was sobering, and the arousal he had felt decreased.
"Hmm." murmured the female softly as she appeared to be visually examining him. "Would you like me to lick you?" she asked him.
Sesshomaru couldn't believe that she was thinking the same thing that he had been. He wanted the feel her wet tongue on him, swirling and licking him to greater heights. He wasn't sure how but his cock got even larger as he mentally pictured a warm wet mouth on him. A groan slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it.
"I'll take that as a yes." she told him a moment before her red hooded head descended on him.
Her tongue flicked out to trace the mushroomed tip of him before sliding down to trail down his entire length down to his balls. She curled her tongue around the base of him and worked her way back up to the top. She repeated her actions once, twice more, all at an agonizingly slow pace.
He wanted more. He wanted her to take him into that warm, waiting mouth of hers. Her mouth closed around his head, as though she was reading his thoughts, and she began to suck. Slowly at first using just the tip, then a little more and a little more, soon she was taking him deep into her mouth and to the beginning of her throat. The whole time she kept up a strong sucking motion that begged him to release himself inside of her. She made little noises of desire as she sucked on him, one of her hands massaged his balls increasing his desire acutely. Sesshomaru glanced down as watched the red hood as it moved faster and faster up and down as she sucked him off. At this point he didn't care that he had no idea what she looked like, that red cloak of hers was enough to make him harder.
She released him with a loud pop. Her hand moved up to continue stroking him.
"Mmm. That was great." She stood up and glanced down at his thick, hard length. It rested against his stomach eagerly, waiting for her to take him into her body.
The pull of it was too much for her to resist. She climbed up onto the stone altar and straddled him. She arranged the cloak to better conceal her body from his gaze, before reaching down beneath the relative safety of the fabric to take his cock into her hands again. She brought it to her lower body, rubbing her slick folds against his tip, teasing him with her wet heat.
"Do you want to be inside of me?" she asked him, rubbing him enthusiastically against her. She slipped down until his head touched her most sensitive point, hidden within her wet lips.
Sesshomaru was beyond speaking at this point. He had been way too long without any type of physical or sexual contact to be able to resist. The hot, wetness that she was teasing him with was like a magnet. He answered her without words, subtly thrusting up against her.
She chuckled softly. "I can't wait either, demon."
Her hands positioned him at her entrance, slowly she lowered herself onto him. He was so large that it was a tight fit. Once she had his head inside her, he thrust up pushing farther into her. She groaned as she slid another inch down him. It was soo good. Even though this was her first time, she didn't care, she wanted to feel this hard, thick part of him deep inside of her where she would never let him out. She welled up her courage and pushed down hard until she had taken every inch of him that she could inside. She felt the slight tearing pain, but refused to give into it, in favour of the pleasure she felt at just how well he filled her.
"So good demon. So good." she moaned as she lifted herself up and down onto him. He met her halfway with a thrust of his own.
He wanted to touch her. He wanted to use his hands and part that enticing red fabric to reveal the body she hid beneath it. He wanted to suck on her breast, and play with that dripping wet part of her that took him in so well. He wanted everything. Sesshomaru thrust against her as much as his chains would allow him. She rode him eagerly, taking him in deep and riding hard. This just made Sesshomaru think about how she would feel when he took her like a bitch in heat. He was willing to bet that she would be just as wild.
He felt the pleasure of his climax building as she tightened more around him. She was so wet that she slid easily down his flesh. Her body trembling as she moved. He growled at her, he wanted to see her body, see where they were joined. She cried out harsh sounds of pleasure as she moved on him.
"Remove that cloak." he demanded between thrusts. His voice was still forced and deep.
"Ah..He speaks." she whispered as she moved. Her hands reached up and parted the edges of the cloak, revealing her thin, curvy body to his devouring gaze. His red eyes took in her small, pert breasts with their peaked nipples, down her flat stomach, and to the flesh that took him inside as she moved. Her hand reached up and pinched her nipples as she rode.
"Ah! Ah!" She moved more and more roughly against him. Not as much as he would have liked but it was enough for now. She screamed loudly as her body convulsed with her climax. Her tight sheath squeezed him until he joined her. A loud growl of completion ripped out of his mouth as he pumped his seed into her body.
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One Month Later ....
Kaori led the priestesses of the family out of the courtyard and across the cavern to the entrance to the caves. Kagome's month with her demon was over. Her powers should be matured enough now. All she had to do was dust the demon she had been using and come join the ranks of her sisters.
At the entrance, the priestesses were glad to see that no attempt had been made to remove the barrier. They chanted and felt the power of the barrier fade away until it was gone. As one, they walked into the cave, following the tunnel to the larger cavern where Kagome had been hidden with her demon. They could each feel an immense power saturating the rock around them, the very air was charged with it. Kaori had never before witnessed anything like this, not even her own Black Moon had charged the air with such power.
As they emerged into the cave, the sight that greeted them was a shock.
Many of the stalagmites were broken or cracked, rubble lay everywhere on the ground. Water from the fall had mixed with the dirt, turning it to mud. Footprints and scrapes in the mud left everyone wondering, what had happened. What worried them the most was that the altar was untouched, the chains that had held the demon were opened and lay on top of the stone. Underneath them, bright red fabric was pooled.
Looking closer Kaori saw that it was the cloak that they had dressed Kagome in when she had entered the cave that night. Only the remnant of explosive power assured Kaori that Kagome had received her birthright. The cloak was proof that Kagome had been here, but the question was where was she, and her demon? There was no sign of either of them. It was like they had vanished into thin air.
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Okay that's it. I'm done. You can make your own conclusions about what happened to them. *grins evilly* But please be sure to post them in a review and let me know what you thought about it.