Sesshomaru's Gift
Title: Sesshomaru's Gift
Author: Nikki Kiraga
Rating: NC-17
Genre: General, Romance, Adult
Warnings: Minor lemon, possible OOC, author's first lemon
AU/Canon: Canon
Pairing: Sesshomaru/Kagome
Words: 1,721
Summary: Kagome gives Sesshomaru a less-than-innocent, and very odd, gift. How will the taiyoukai react to such an inappropriate offering?
Note: Written for
iyfic_contest Week 136, Odd Gifts theme.
The silver-haired demon looked at the blushing miko, before he looked back down at the item inside the small rectangular box. Slowly, he blinked. For once, he was speechless, and not by choice. Again he looked at the miko, and slowly raised a perfect silver eyebrow, said appendage disappearing under his bangs.
The raven-haired woman stared at her lap, blushing more furiously now. She immediately regretted her gift when he opened it and grew very confused. She wanted to give him a present for being so kind to her--at least, as kind as the demon lord could be--but she only meant this particular present to be a joke. Which, unfortunately for the poor girl, he hadn't gotten it at all. She desperately hoped he would have, but she shouldn't have expected him to. After all, the gift she gave him was from her time, not the feudal times they were in right now. 500 years from now, one who got this gift would probably start laughing his perverted ass off. However, this man had no idea what she'd given him, but definitely had an idea on what it implied.
She remembered going to the little shop littered with less than innocent items. She found a box of very squeezable balls, that looked just like a woman's breast. Immediately she thought of the demon lord, and a big grin formed on her face, a giggle escaping her lips. She decided that maybe he'd find it amusing, and grabbed two, buying them with the money her mother gave her. She returned to her shrine home that day, and placed the balls in a small box, placing the lid upon it then tied a beautiful bow around the box. She giggled once more before putting in her yellow backpack, and returned to the time of demons and rag-like kimonos that she had grown so fond of.
Meanwhile, the man was lost in his own musings. The balls were small, round, and had a small peak on each of them. Having much knowledge from his previous lovers, he knew exactly what they looked like, and began to wonder why, exactly, she gave something so... vulgar to him. He quickly began to believe his brother's miko had intended something more than merely giving him a gift. Slowly, he looked at the miko. Her red face was too cute to bear, but he could also pick up the strong scent of embarrassment and worry. Wait... worry? She was worried? Perhaps she thought that he would kill her for giving him this... "gift". Of course, on normal occasions he would have, but this intrigued him. What exactly was she implicating? Whatever it was, it had his beast very pleased, and he couldn't help thinking some impure thoughts himself.
Deciding he actually disliked how worried the miko was, he spoke. "Miko, what is the meaning of this?" Despite his attempt to sound gentle--because he really didn't want to scare the poor girl--his voice showed irritation. When she refused to answer, the scent of depression settled in. Now he was confused. She was depressed because he wished to know what this obscene gift was? He actually found the gift to be quite amusing, though it'd be something he would expect from the monk she traveled with, not the innocent Shikon Miko who could do no wrong. He allowed himself to chuckle slightly, then smirk. "Miko, I appreciate the gift, but I would very much like you to explain what exactly you were thinking when you decided to give this to this Sesshomaru."
"It... it was supposed to be a joke! I wanted to give you a gift, and I know you're kind of the aristocratic type, so I figured giving you something like... that would be funny. I'm sorry, Sesshomaru. I'll return them," Kagome replied quickly, ending with her eyes down in her lap, her hands reached out for the gift. She blinked in surprise as he pulled it away, and looked at him. A shiver ran down her spine when she noticed the lord smiling.
"A joke, hm? Well, I must say, it is amusing." He once more looked at the two rounded balls in the box, before closing it up, and moved closer to her. "However, I would very much prefer these as my gift." Shocking the miko, he reached out and began rolling her perfect breasts in his clawed hands. His smile widened when he heard a soft gasp and moan escape her lips. "Oh? It seems you enjoy this."
Kagome was blushing now, trying to escape the man who was fondling her so gently, but at the same time bringing her jolts of pleasure, all her blood starting to rush downward. "N-no," she stuttered. "It's just... you're, and I'm, and... Get off of me!" She managed to get his hands off of her chest, and crawled backwards, eying the man carefully.
He stalked after her, light pink surrounding his golden eyes. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. He reached out, wrapping his long fingers around her wrist, and pulled her close to him. Holding her by her hips, he kept her close to his chest, grinning with his perfect white fangs showing. "Miko, did you enjoy it or not? Do not lie to this Sesshomaru."
Kagome let out a tiny whimpering noise. She was so close to the perfect, sexy, stoic demon lord, who had an almost playful look in his eyes. Although, looking closer, she noticed lust in his eyes as well. She felt the heat and damp feel in her underwear, staring at him. "I... well," she took a deep breath. She knew lying to someone like Sesshomaru was a bad idea. "Yes, I did enjoy it, a little. But I should be getting back to Inuyasha. I mean, he'll be jealous and," her words got cut off by the softest lips pressing roughly against hers. Her eyes went wide, before they slowly closed into little slits, as she leaned into him. Really, she couldn't believe the almighty Sesshomaru was kissing her. If you asked her, she would've told you it was a beautiful dream. But she decided to enjoy the kiss, and the demon, while she could.
Slowly, the woman's small hands reached up and rubbed against the lord's chest through his haori. Her hands slid up further, carefully removing the spiky pauldron that could quite possibly injure her. Then, her hands went down, and removed the Bakusaiga and Tenseiga from his side. Sesshomaru chuckled lightly, feeling her remove what danger she could from him. Slowly, he pulled her lips from hers, smirking at the disappointed whimper that escaped the miko's lips. Fortunately, he didn't leave her disappointed for long, leaning in to kiss at her neck. Encouraged by her soft moans, he once again began to softly rub her breasts.
Kagome reached up again, carefully removing the Mokomoko from his shoulder, then untied his obi. She was now desperate for this man, no matter how deadly he could be. All the blood in her brain was gone, and it had all rushed to a now very wet area. As she opened his haori, he allowed her to slide it off him completely, and begin to explore his torso. She trailed her delicate fingers over his sculpted arms at first, before sliding them along his muscled chest and thin stomach. Slowly, Sesshomaru growled. Now the girl had an advantage, having his top half uncovered, while she did not. This simply wouldn't do. However, he didn't want to anger her by ripping off her clothes. "Miko. Remove your clothing."
The girl stared at him quickly. He wanted her to strip? Yeah, she took off his haori, but she didn't think it was a big deal. Then she remembered just exactly who she was dealing with. Slowly, she pulled back, and slipped her shirt over her head, putting it to the side with his clothes. She reached behind her, her fingers working at the hooks of her bra before sliding it off of her. Sesshomaru stared at her perfect breasts, and before she could continue, he leaned forward and took her left breast into his hand, sliding his tongue over her hardening nipple. He teased the peak with his tongue, occasionally nipping at it carefully. He absolutely loved the delicious moans coming from her, and soon he switched breasts, giving the right the same attention as he had the right.
She was gasping and moaning as she writhed under the taiyoukai. The man who tried to kill her on numerous occasions was now suckling at her breasts! She couldn't believe this was happening, and once again swore it was a beautiful, beautiful dream. But at the moment, she couldn't bring herself to care. Whether it was a dream or real, she would cling to this moment for the rest of her life. If it was a dream, she hoped it would come true. If it was real, well, she couldn't wait for it to happen again. She laced her fingers in his beautiful silver locks, tilting her head back with her pleasure. "Oh, Sesshomaru! That feels so good," she whimpered, her eyes falling closed.
Slowly, as he finished treating each breast equally, he smirked. He moved away from her mounds slowly, and stood. He grinned when he saw the confused and lustful look in her eyes. "Perhaps next time you decide to give me a gift, miko," he whispered, knowing exactly what she was going to complain about. He slid back into his haori, retying his obi around him, before putting his spiked pauldron back on. He returned his swords to their rightful place, and nodded to the still confused girl on the ground. "Until next time, Kagome." Slowly he stalked off, chuckling at the strong scent of arousal still in the air.
Kagome watched him go. What had just happened? One second he was teasing her breasts, and the next he called her by her name and left. Her mind tried hard to wrap around what had just happened. Unconsciously, she was redressing herself. Finally, it hit her. He was just teasing her! Her whole face turned a dark red, and the sound of a shrill scream filled the forest air. "DAMN YOU SESSHOMARU!!!"
Author: Nikki Kiraga
Rating: NC-17
Genre: General, Romance, Adult
Warnings: Minor lemon, possible OOC, author's first lemon
AU/Canon: Canon
Pairing: Sesshomaru/Kagome
Words: 1,721
Summary: Kagome gives Sesshomaru a less-than-innocent, and very odd, gift. How will the taiyoukai react to such an inappropriate offering?
Note: Written for
iyfic_contest Week 136, Odd Gifts theme.
The silver-haired demon looked at the blushing miko, before he looked back down at the item inside the small rectangular box. Slowly, he blinked. For once, he was speechless, and not by choice. Again he looked at the miko, and slowly raised a perfect silver eyebrow, said appendage disappearing under his bangs.
The raven-haired woman stared at her lap, blushing more furiously now. She immediately regretted her gift when he opened it and grew very confused. She wanted to give him a present for being so kind to her--at least, as kind as the demon lord could be--but she only meant this particular present to be a joke. Which, unfortunately for the poor girl, he hadn't gotten it at all. She desperately hoped he would have, but she shouldn't have expected him to. After all, the gift she gave him was from her time, not the feudal times they were in right now. 500 years from now, one who got this gift would probably start laughing his perverted ass off. However, this man had no idea what she'd given him, but definitely had an idea on what it implied.
She remembered going to the little shop littered with less than innocent items. She found a box of very squeezable balls, that looked just like a woman's breast. Immediately she thought of the demon lord, and a big grin formed on her face, a giggle escaping her lips. She decided that maybe he'd find it amusing, and grabbed two, buying them with the money her mother gave her. She returned to her shrine home that day, and placed the balls in a small box, placing the lid upon it then tied a beautiful bow around the box. She giggled once more before putting in her yellow backpack, and returned to the time of demons and rag-like kimonos that she had grown so fond of.
Meanwhile, the man was lost in his own musings. The balls were small, round, and had a small peak on each of them. Having much knowledge from his previous lovers, he knew exactly what they looked like, and began to wonder why, exactly, she gave something so... vulgar to him. He quickly began to believe his brother's miko had intended something more than merely giving him a gift. Slowly, he looked at the miko. Her red face was too cute to bear, but he could also pick up the strong scent of embarrassment and worry. Wait... worry? She was worried? Perhaps she thought that he would kill her for giving him this... "gift". Of course, on normal occasions he would have, but this intrigued him. What exactly was she implicating? Whatever it was, it had his beast very pleased, and he couldn't help thinking some impure thoughts himself.
Deciding he actually disliked how worried the miko was, he spoke. "Miko, what is the meaning of this?" Despite his attempt to sound gentle--because he really didn't want to scare the poor girl--his voice showed irritation. When she refused to answer, the scent of depression settled in. Now he was confused. She was depressed because he wished to know what this obscene gift was? He actually found the gift to be quite amusing, though it'd be something he would expect from the monk she traveled with, not the innocent Shikon Miko who could do no wrong. He allowed himself to chuckle slightly, then smirk. "Miko, I appreciate the gift, but I would very much like you to explain what exactly you were thinking when you decided to give this to this Sesshomaru."
"It... it was supposed to be a joke! I wanted to give you a gift, and I know you're kind of the aristocratic type, so I figured giving you something like... that would be funny. I'm sorry, Sesshomaru. I'll return them," Kagome replied quickly, ending with her eyes down in her lap, her hands reached out for the gift. She blinked in surprise as he pulled it away, and looked at him. A shiver ran down her spine when she noticed the lord smiling.
"A joke, hm? Well, I must say, it is amusing." He once more looked at the two rounded balls in the box, before closing it up, and moved closer to her. "However, I would very much prefer these as my gift." Shocking the miko, he reached out and began rolling her perfect breasts in his clawed hands. His smile widened when he heard a soft gasp and moan escape her lips. "Oh? It seems you enjoy this."
Kagome was blushing now, trying to escape the man who was fondling her so gently, but at the same time bringing her jolts of pleasure, all her blood starting to rush downward. "N-no," she stuttered. "It's just... you're, and I'm, and... Get off of me!" She managed to get his hands off of her chest, and crawled backwards, eying the man carefully.
He stalked after her, light pink surrounding his golden eyes. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. He reached out, wrapping his long fingers around her wrist, and pulled her close to him. Holding her by her hips, he kept her close to his chest, grinning with his perfect white fangs showing. "Miko, did you enjoy it or not? Do not lie to this Sesshomaru."
Kagome let out a tiny whimpering noise. She was so close to the perfect, sexy, stoic demon lord, who had an almost playful look in his eyes. Although, looking closer, she noticed lust in his eyes as well. She felt the heat and damp feel in her underwear, staring at him. "I... well," she took a deep breath. She knew lying to someone like Sesshomaru was a bad idea. "Yes, I did enjoy it, a little. But I should be getting back to Inuyasha. I mean, he'll be jealous and," her words got cut off by the softest lips pressing roughly against hers. Her eyes went wide, before they slowly closed into little slits, as she leaned into him. Really, she couldn't believe the almighty Sesshomaru was kissing her. If you asked her, she would've told you it was a beautiful dream. But she decided to enjoy the kiss, and the demon, while she could.
Slowly, the woman's small hands reached up and rubbed against the lord's chest through his haori. Her hands slid up further, carefully removing the spiky pauldron that could quite possibly injure her. Then, her hands went down, and removed the Bakusaiga and Tenseiga from his side. Sesshomaru chuckled lightly, feeling her remove what danger she could from him. Slowly, he pulled her lips from hers, smirking at the disappointed whimper that escaped the miko's lips. Fortunately, he didn't leave her disappointed for long, leaning in to kiss at her neck. Encouraged by her soft moans, he once again began to softly rub her breasts.
Kagome reached up again, carefully removing the Mokomoko from his shoulder, then untied his obi. She was now desperate for this man, no matter how deadly he could be. All the blood in her brain was gone, and it had all rushed to a now very wet area. As she opened his haori, he allowed her to slide it off him completely, and begin to explore his torso. She trailed her delicate fingers over his sculpted arms at first, before sliding them along his muscled chest and thin stomach. Slowly, Sesshomaru growled. Now the girl had an advantage, having his top half uncovered, while she did not. This simply wouldn't do. However, he didn't want to anger her by ripping off her clothes. "Miko. Remove your clothing."
The girl stared at him quickly. He wanted her to strip? Yeah, she took off his haori, but she didn't think it was a big deal. Then she remembered just exactly who she was dealing with. Slowly, she pulled back, and slipped her shirt over her head, putting it to the side with his clothes. She reached behind her, her fingers working at the hooks of her bra before sliding it off of her. Sesshomaru stared at her perfect breasts, and before she could continue, he leaned forward and took her left breast into his hand, sliding his tongue over her hardening nipple. He teased the peak with his tongue, occasionally nipping at it carefully. He absolutely loved the delicious moans coming from her, and soon he switched breasts, giving the right the same attention as he had the right.
She was gasping and moaning as she writhed under the taiyoukai. The man who tried to kill her on numerous occasions was now suckling at her breasts! She couldn't believe this was happening, and once again swore it was a beautiful, beautiful dream. But at the moment, she couldn't bring herself to care. Whether it was a dream or real, she would cling to this moment for the rest of her life. If it was a dream, she hoped it would come true. If it was real, well, she couldn't wait for it to happen again. She laced her fingers in his beautiful silver locks, tilting her head back with her pleasure. "Oh, Sesshomaru! That feels so good," she whimpered, her eyes falling closed.
Slowly, as he finished treating each breast equally, he smirked. He moved away from her mounds slowly, and stood. He grinned when he saw the confused and lustful look in her eyes. "Perhaps next time you decide to give me a gift, miko," he whispered, knowing exactly what she was going to complain about. He slid back into his haori, retying his obi around him, before putting his spiked pauldron back on. He returned his swords to their rightful place, and nodded to the still confused girl on the ground. "Until next time, Kagome." Slowly he stalked off, chuckling at the strong scent of arousal still in the air.
Kagome watched him go. What had just happened? One second he was teasing her breasts, and the next he called her by her name and left. Her mind tried hard to wrap around what had just happened. Unconsciously, she was redressing herself. Finally, it hit her. He was just teasing her! Her whole face turned a dark red, and the sound of a shrill scream filled the forest air. "DAMN YOU SESSHOMARU!!!"