Inuyasha, "Like a Flower" Sessom/(older)Rin
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: Like a Flower
Author: Paynesgrey
Universe: CU
Rating: R
Pairing: Sessmom/(older)Rin
Warnings: yuri (mostly implied)
Notes: Written for the "Wise" theme at iy_themes
Word Count: 200
Summary: It amazed her how quickly humans aged.
Long, slender fingers traveled a journey over the pale flesh. Goose pimples puckered over the skin, and her chest fell and rose lightly. She met the woman’s anxious eyes, and she smirked intrigued.
She once thought this human girl was food. How wrong (yet so right) she had been.
“I remember when you were very young,” she spoke idly. Her eyes danced and brightened with fascination. Humans grew older so fast. If she blinked, the girl might become aged and frail, dying on her last breath. Until then, she was here, young and pure - her body curved and tender of a young woman.
“I remember when you were very wise, Mama-sama,” the girl said neutrally (as if in a trance), but she remained as she was, recumbent and motionless under the female youkai’s frame.
She leaned to kiss Rin’s lips, her silver hair fanning over the young woman like blinding sunlight. “I still am,” the centuries-old youkai whispered. The girl, who was usually so innocent, so dutiful, rewarded her with an alluring smile.
The human woman’s eyes fluttered to a close, and the youkai’s fingers caressed the lovely skin again, trailing farther down from her breastbone to her thighs.
Title: Like a Flower
Author: Paynesgrey
Universe: CU
Rating: R
Pairing: Sessmom/(older)Rin
Warnings: yuri (mostly implied)
Notes: Written for the "Wise" theme at iy_themes
Word Count: 200
Summary: It amazed her how quickly humans aged.
Long, slender fingers traveled a journey over the pale flesh. Goose pimples puckered over the skin, and her chest fell and rose lightly. She met the woman’s anxious eyes, and she smirked intrigued.
She once thought this human girl was food. How wrong (yet so right) she had been.
“I remember when you were very young,” she spoke idly. Her eyes danced and brightened with fascination. Humans grew older so fast. If she blinked, the girl might become aged and frail, dying on her last breath. Until then, she was here, young and pure - her body curved and tender of a young woman.
“I remember when you were very wise, Mama-sama,” the girl said neutrally (as if in a trance), but she remained as she was, recumbent and motionless under the female youkai’s frame.
She leaned to kiss Rin’s lips, her silver hair fanning over the young woman like blinding sunlight. “I still am,” the centuries-old youkai whispered. The girl, who was usually so innocent, so dutiful, rewarded her with an alluring smile.
The human woman’s eyes fluttered to a close, and the youkai’s fingers caressed the lovely skin again, trailing farther down from her breastbone to her thighs.