Stay With Me by Krisona
Sweet Salvation
DISCLAIMER: As much as I do love the anime/manga, Inuyasha, I bear no claims to any characters. Although I may get creative with their persona's and how they are projected, the basis of the character (unless otherwise stated) belong exclusively to Rumiko Takahashi.
A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR: I recommend listening to Sam Smith's Latch - Acoustic, Nirvana, Nirvana - Harry Fraud Remix, and Stay With Me. This piece was inspired by Stay With Me and matured to the beats of the others stated. I suggest saving stay with me until the very end, when everything is winding down, and listening to the other three however you want. Although, the climax (both the story’s and the characters' lol) is best read to Nirvana. THANK YOU FOR READING! Comment nicely boys, girls, and everyone in between.
A FRIENDLY RECCOMENDATION: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQYyDtzmPB0
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After hearing the doorbell to her loft to ring, Kagome begrudgingly got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself.
“Yeah, yeah. Keep your panties on, I’m coming.” She grumbled upon hearing the buzzer go off furiously thrice more.
She didn’t even have time to register shock as she opened the door and her visitor had tumbled in, slamming her into the wall adjacent, and kissing her deliciously. Her intruder gave her a moment’s break when he paused to slam the door shut behind them and take off his jacket.
“Sesshomaru, what-“ Kagome never got to inquire any further as lips met and tongues merged.
Sesshomaru was fierce and aggressive. Wanton was his need to consume her. He roguishly disposed of his t-shirt from his person as he pushed her along out of the hallway. Kagome buckled and fell back into her couch as it met the back of her legs. Sesshomaru unbuckled his belt and tossed it to the side before climbing on top of her.
Kagome wasn’t sure when she’d lost her towel, but she knew the moment his mouth met her breast. The knowledge of what was about to transpire electrified her, energized her. She tried, unsuccessfully, to hinder his actions, but he was a driving force that only allowed a moan to escape her. Kagome had yet to feel the burning sensation of two passion filled bodies on fire, but his fingers etched lust in her skin.
As his hands roamed her entire being, Kagome reached to unzip the jeans he’d started to unbutton; she loathed the feeling of the ruff material on her naked skin. Sesshomaru obliged her by kicking them off. He then proceeded to lifting her up and hugging her to his person as she wrapped her ankles around his waist. Skillful was he that he used one hand to hold her upright while maneuvering his other hand down between them and to her womanhood. With barely a greeting to her peaking bud, he shoved a finger into her opening and she squealed out at the abrupt friction.
Pleasure hit her hard and fast as he manipulated her inner walls and stimulated her pleasure center. He added a second finger to the symphony and then a to third accompany the growing orchestra. At the fourth finger, her pleasure crescendoed. Kagome exploded at the cacophony of his fingers, wild and animated as they were. She screamed to the high heavens her release as she let her legs fall away from him and onto the floor. She backed him into the wall and took control of the moment. She shoved her hands down into his boxers and grabbed his hardened member, giving it a firm grab and an authoritative tug. He pushed her into the wall behind her and tried to regain control. The play for power continued as they danced with steps that zigged and zagged all the way to her bedroom.
Subsequent to throwing her onto her bed, Sesshomaru rid himself of his boxers and joined her among the many pillows lazing in his way. Quickly depositing them onto the floor, he began to ravish her body; sinking lower and lower until her flowing juices engulfed him. He latched onto her clit and suckled, as if the answers of the universe would get pulled in to him. Kagome’s fingers entwined in his hair; she didn’t know whether to push him onwards or pull him away, all she knew was sensation. He gave her the rest that she craved, but abhorred, given the timing, as his breath tickled her in his wake. Not finding the answers he sought in her clit, he drove his tongue into her opening. He embraced her waist while using his free hand to apply pressure just where her naval ended.
Kagome was by no means a devote temple goer, her faith was enough to bless her food and look for guidance once in a while. In this instance, however, she offered up a prayer to God. She begged him for release; she asked that the giver of her pleasure prosper and that death does not find her before completion does. She signed her prayer with a sigh of her lord’s name and shut her eyes to get closer to salvation.
Upon hearing her praise God, Sesshomaru stopped in his ministrations, earning a frustrated growl from Kagome. He kissed her roughly and savagely. Her lip split open, and darkened with the promise of an ugly disaster of a bruise. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.
“Sesshomaru.” They stared at each other for a beat before he got a hair’s fraction away from her. “Say it.” He demanded.
Her voice was lost, but she tried her best to mouth it. He licked her lip, eyes never parting from hers and squeezed tighter on her jaw. With every press of his hand her nectar flowed. It was as if he were trying to pump her juices out of her.
“Sesshomaru.” The name became a new prayer. “Sesshomaru.” She chanted. “Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru, Sesshomaru.” She kept saying his name, begging for forgiveness for not calling to him, the immediate source of her pleasure. He continued to stare at her, searching her face for something that the night may never be able to provide. “Please.” She groveled.
That drove him over every precipice that existed. He descended on her mouth. So lost in the kiss was she that when his clawed finger dragged over her second set of lips and plucked her clit she unwound and came with the force of a million stampeding horses. She was uninhibited and set free with that one action.
She grabbed the back of his neck as her other hand raked down his back. She bucked and shivered and screamed until her voice cracked. Locking her legs around his waist, she lined his manhood up with her entrance, no longer being able to wait for gratification. She wanted him inside her. She wanted to fuck like animals in the dead of the night. She wanted to be fucked until they both passed out, but Sesshomaru was never good at doing what others wanted. He did things in his own time.
He flipped her over with her feet propped on his legs, and her legs spread wide. Her ass grazed his stomach and his dick rubbed up against her waiting core. Kagome bubbled with anticipation for what she thought was going to come next. Needless to say, she wasn’t expecting Sesshomaru to drag a claw down her stomach, drawing a glistening crimson line down to her swollen clit. He removed his hand and cupped her breast while wrapping his other arm around her stomach and pinning her to himself.
In one simultaneous motion he ambushed her clit with the hand that was massaging her breast and bit into her shoulder, reopening puncture marks that seemed to permanently brand her skin. Kagome tried to lessen the sensation by gyrating her hips, but she was forced to take the raw pleasure as he held her in a vice. The subtle swaying that she managed only heightened the titillation she felt as she was rubbed against his stone-like shaft.
She reached behind her to press one hand down on his shoulder and the other to grab the hand that was mounting her in place. She sang her liberation, as if it were the last thing she would ever do. Spent though she was, she needed to feel him. Kagome turned around suddenly and pushed him down. Within moments she was straddling him. She watched herself in her mirror as she slammed down on him.
“Oh my… Sesshomaru!” Was the chorus to a song that she yelled repeatedly.
She looked directly in his pools of molten gold as he grabbed her hips and helped to add more momentum. She threw her head back in ecstasy and made an “o” with her mouth, unable to voice anymore of her delectation.
The only sound between them was the slap of skin meeting skin and heavy breaths. Sesshomaru’s face scrunched, his fangs slowly elongated, and the slightest red hugged the perimeter of his eyes. Sesshomaru revelled in the feeling of Kagome’s wall tightening as her sweet nectar gushed out around him, but that was not enough to deter him, it only made him pound harder.
Never breaking their connection, Sesshomaru managed to shift their position, rearranging the order. After a few more pumps Sesshomaru changed Kagome so that she was on her hands and knees.
The combination of Sesshomaru holding Kagome’s arms arm while hammering into her caused points on her arms to slice open; not that either of them noticed.
Sesshomaru growl something animalistic and red overpowered gold as he lost all reason. Grabbing Kagome off of the bed, he smashed her into the wall and stilled. Her legs touched the ground and she managed to get in a single breath before he barraged her with all of him. He jarred her screams with each thrust and she mewled in time with his movements.
With each pump into her, Kagome was yanked off of the ground, the repetitiveness of this action mixed pain with pleasure. Perching her legs on his hips, she used her hands to brace the wall and push against him.
With the suddenness of every other thing he did, Sesshomaru pulled out of Kagome. Leaving her bare and wanting. She did not know how to make sense of his absence. He ran his hand over her vagina, borrowing some of the moisture that dripped freely. He smeared it over her ass and massaged her anus - his Beast had a sense of propriety – before shoving his entire girth, from shaft to hilt, into her.
Kagome only had the strength moan at the intrusion. Deciding that she’d had enough time to adjust, Sesshomaru started to pound again. With inhuman speed, he knocked all thought out of Kagome’s mind. She only knew him, and her, and yes.
He rubbed her clit with vigor that would make his late sire proud. However, his Beast was not as kind as he. He withdrew his hands and erection from Kagome just as her body was about to reach its zenith. She panted and tried to see, but all her mind processed was darkness.
‘Holy shit. He fucked me blind.’
She didn’t even have the sense to know her eyes were still closed. Flipping her around, Sesshomaru pinned her to the wall. They kissed sloppily with Kagome putting up no fight against Sesshomaru’s tongue. He dominated her mouth and sucked her dry. He left her mouth and kissed down to her breast. He lapped and tortured her nipples, giving both equal attention. Kagome watched him as he worked. He delighted in looking up and finding her watching. For her eyes only, he slowly sunk his canines into the line where the pink of her areolas met the creamy contour of her skin. Kagome released the breath she’d been holding as she watched her blood run down her breast.
Slowly, as not to cause alarm, Sesshomaru slid into her. Kagome was fascinated with the muscles that rippled in his arms and shoulders as he re-entered her. Settling into the nest he’d made for himself inside her, he stood statue still. Putting his mouth on hers, he let her taste her blood and when that was gone, he completely covered her mouth with his and painstakingly crept out of her. He then, ever so swiftly - with a hint of brutality - crammed his way back in. Kagome shrieked into his mouth, as each thrust was rougher than the last.
Like an actively spewing volcano, her orgasm came slowly. She felt it start at her temple and slink its way down. By the time it reached her navel, she thought she would combust.
“Kagome,” Sesshomaru crooned. “Cum with me.”
That was all it took. Kagome grabbed him to her as she tried to push him away. Sesshomaru kept pumping, as his release was continuous. Each time he rammed into her, his seed expelled into her womb. He hollered, almost barking, as he ruptured. As he wound down in momentum, Kagome went slack in his arms. She’d fucked until she passed out, just as she said she would. Sesshomaru deposited them both on her magnificent bed and wrapped himself around her midsection before succumbing to sleep himself.
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Kagome groaned as the sun’s light shone on her face. She rolled over to the other side of the bed, long since cool since Sesshomaru’s departure, and looked at the clock. Sex was apart of their routine as was her empty bed every morning after.
Seeing five-thirty, she fell back asleep, promising herself only two more hours, before getting up to start her day.
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Thank you for reading; leave comments to let me know what you think. I enjoyed writing this. It took me about two-three hours, I think. I may develop this into a chapter piece since I already have the entire continuation in my head, but I'm literally working on about seven other stories. If you guys like it enough, I may be willing to drop everything else for a while, and write out the continuation. I love you guys! ;*