A Tale of Two Abused Characters by Two Little Fleas

Midnight Foray

Frustrated, Kagome pushed another branch out of her way, letting it snap back into place behind her. She was going to scream if she acquired one more scratch! She really was. She'd been wandering the woods for a little over an hour now, hoping to catch a glimpse of the great Sesshoumaru-sama. She'd been curious about the demon lord ever since she saw him overpower Toukijin's evil aura.

It was then that she realized she was an adrenaline junkie, a person who got horny at the thought of danger. In the end, she had to be honest with herself because who could be more dangerous then the demon lord? Not only that, there was the extra sweet rush of fear that at any moment Inuyasha would discover her little secret. She wasn't really proud about her newfound sensuality, but she just couldn't help herself. She had to see him, and now that they were in the west, catching sight of him seemed even more likely then ever before!

Gritting her teeth, she shoved another branch out of the way having already walked into it once. She really needed to stop thinking about him. It wasn't helping her complexion much.

Rounding the corner of a huge boulder, she stumbled into a clearing and sank to her knees thankfully. She had been about to scream with irritation! Drinking in the fresh air and the stars above her, she nearly missed the sudden shift of movement beside her.

Head snapping to her left, she held her breath. There, lying not more then five feet away from her, was Sesshoumaru. A smile crept over her lips. He looked really cute sleeping curled up in his mokomoko-sama. If the pelt had a head and four paws, she'd swear it was a teddy bear! So kawaii!

Stealthily, she crept nearer, cringing whenever a twig snapped or a cricket chirped just a little too loudly. Sinking to her knees next to the great demon lord, she slowly expelled her held breath. So far, so good.

Eyes caressing his every feature, she felt another rush of adrenaline flow through her, causing her body to ache in anticipation of being caught red-handed. She just couldn't help what she felt!

Eyes drawn lower, she wondered what the silk of his haori would feel like against her finger tips, the rough bindings covering the hilt of his swords clasped in her hands as she removed them. Her thoughts paused as her eyes hovered over a certain patch of skin covered by the crisscrossing pattern of his obi. She wondered...

Head swiveling from side to side, she checked for unknown peeping toms before eagerly turning back to the sleeping taiyoukai. Slowly stretching her hand out, she caressed the silk, calluses catching slightly on the fabric. Running her fingertip along the edge, she grasped the complicated knot and began the arduous task of tugging and straining to unravel it.

Eyes straying to the still relaxed visage of her demon lord snuggled nose first into his pelt, she grew bolder at her tugging, at last securing his freedom. Brushing aside the binding fabric, she lifted and tucked and gently pulled against the remaining material hiding her prize from view. She would be victorious this eve!

Nearly giddy from the flood of feelings rushing through her, she paused at the final piece of fabric, a loin cloth soft from many washings. Hands shaking in anticipation, she imagined the length of it, the hardness of it pressed against her thigh, and sighed. When had she become so obsessed with combining sex, danger, and Sesshoumaru?

She blushed nervously. She really needed to seek professional help and soon. But, in the meantime, she'd just have a peek, a tiny, insignificant little peek. A wild gleam shone brightly in her eye as her hand steadily reached out and lifted the flap of the sun-bleached cloth from his hips. Saliva pooling in her mouth, she licked her lips hungrily. Her eyes slowly drifted downwards, closer to the object of her desire these many months past.

She gasped. She couldn't help it! It...It...It was TINY!

She nearly fainted at the horrible feeling of disappointment. All her imaginings, all her fantasies were thrown off a cliff, dispersed as ashes in the wind to never be flesh and bone and again. They were gone. Tears trickling into her eyes, she let the soft skin fall back into place as she struggled to her feet. She needed to get away fast before the sobs broke from her body. There was no way she wanted Sesshoumaru to catch her now! As she turned, she felt a warm hand grab her forearm.

"Where do you think you're going?" a deep, rich voice murmured behind her.

She gulped before slowly turning her body, forced to do so with the gentle pressure of the hand against her arm. There he was reclining on the ground with his nether regions bare to her view with the object of her dissatisfaction erect and happy and rather pathetic looking.

"I just wanted a peek," she whispered, the mood completely gone. Not even the sight of his cruel smile was enough to lift her crushed spirits.

"And do you like what you see?" he murmured, pulling her body closer to his.

Kagome frantically wondered what she should say. On the one hand, honesty was a virtue and should be cherished. On the other, she wanted to live to at least see if Miroku or Inuyasha were less of a disappointment. Maybe she'd try Naraku... There had to be some merit to having all those tentacles!

'Ew,' she thought, mentally cringing at that last image. She wished she hadn't gone there. Now there was no way she'd be able to face Naraku in a fight. She'd be to busy wondering just how agile he was in the sack, not to mention it was a rather perverted and disgusting image in and of itself. She may have even surpassed Miroku in perverseness.

Sesshoumaru growled softly, knowing the reason for her discontent. Roughly pulling her across his body, he flipped her over to lie beneath him. "It's not the size that counts, but how you use it, miko," he gritted before roughly attacking her neck with his lips.

Kagome panted underneath him, trying to contain her growls of discontent. The boy was slobbering all over her! Granted, his hands were roughly kneading her breasts and his pelt was heavenly to lie upon, but, the man seriously needed to do a little nipping or something to get rid of the drool!

She closed her eyes and waited for the next phase of this disappointing lesson. She could only take so much after all before she broke down in tears. Scratch that, she would.

Tears leaked from her eyes as Sesshoumaru's hands tore her blouse away from her skin, baring her breasts to his gaze. His nose twitched at the unpleasant smell. He brought his face to lie even with hers before licking the tears off her cheek. He nuzzled her ear before whispering, "I thought you liked a little danger. I could smell your arousal from the moment you started undressing me."

Kagome gasped, her eyes opening to glare into his laughing face. "Why I never! You should have stopped me!"

Sesshoumaru laughed, startling her even more. "I was waiting to see what you had in mind."

"Fine, now you know. Now let me up!" Kagome began to struggle underneath him, fighting to wiggle her fine looking ass to freedom.

Sesshoumaru plopped down on top of her, trapping her with the weight of his body. "No, I don't think so," he murmured before attacking her mouth in a fiery kiss. Tongues, lips, teeth were all utilized in a fight of primal passion, searching for dominance. To Kagome's delight, this was one area the taiyoukai proved a master in. Granted, she had only been kissed once by Inuyasha and a handful of times by Houjou, but this, this was heaven.

Sinking into the kiss, she failed to realize that his weight had shifted, allowing him to rip off the rest of her clothing. Grinning against her mouth, his hand reached lower to fondle her nether regions, making her gasp and stare wide-eyed at Sesshoumaru. Melting into his touch, she bucked against his hand, imploring for more. His mouth continued to assault her own, as his finger slipped into her body, stretching her, teasing her, making her thirst for more.

Breaking the kiss, she moaned, skin flushed with desire. Perhaps her first time wasn't going to be too bad after all. Moaning again at the feel of his lips against her breast, she began to chant. "More Sesshoumaru, show me more." Over and over again, she kept murmuring her desire, making his hand speed up and his kisses on the flushed skin of her neck, breasts, lips to become rougher, more frantic. Crescendo building, she bucked wildly against him, crying out her frustration.

Grinning, he licked his way up her body, "Are you ready for more?" he grunted.

"Yes!" she cried, rubbing her hips against the tiny pebble of his erection pressed against her.

Swiftly, he plunged into her body, grunting once again in satisfaction. Two minutes later, he passed out on top of her, spent. Kagome groaned and pushed his sleeping body off of herself. Unsteadily, she got to her feet and began gathering up her slightly more then shredded clothing and glared at the goofily smiling Sesshoumaru. Dressing quickly in the tattered clothing, she stuck her tongue out childishly at the demon before flouncing back to camp.

The rough foreplay had been interesting, and well worth the time, but the actual sex? So very, very disappointing. He hadn't even been able to bring her to completion, and she had been so close to fulfillment! Turning her mind away from the let-down behind her, she turned her thoughts back to Naraku. There may be more merit there then originally thought...

Written by Parsnip or Flea #1