Author's Note: Hello! This is actually a re-write of one of my previously written fanfictions under another account. I don't have access to that account anymore so I decided to start fresh. Thought the writing needed a good edit. I've tried to add more to it. Took me a while to rewrite and I plan on posting the next chapter sometime next week if all goes to plan. Hope everyone enjoys the newer version.

Summary: Fed up with Inuyasha after three years of him running off to Kikyo, what happens when Kagome gives into desire? Sess/Kag LEMON

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of this story. They are the sole property of one Rumiko Takahashi.

Warning: This fic is rated M for mature content- Lemony goodness

Chapter 1: A Lusty Night

We first made love at the spring near the Bone Eater's well. To be fair, it was less love making and more animalistic sex. In any case, it was our first encounter.

The gang and I had just gotten back from yet another battle against Naraku's Golem and his "children". We were tired and hungry as we walked into Kaede's hut with our heads bowed. We had spent another two weeks trekking across the country and getting nowhere. The jewel shards seemed beyond our grasp and morale was running low. Even I had trouble encouraging the group onward.

I did what I could to help the team after the long and disgruntled walk back and prepared ramen. Inuyasha came down from his perch on the roof just in time to see me pour him bowl. He took it, greedily, from my hands without even glance before slurping it down. As he set the bowl down and looked at it with silent expectation, I sighed and replaced his empty bowl, for my own. Shippo looked at Inuyasha with frustration, and quickly emptied half his bowl into mine with a smile.

We were all hungry, but this was the third day that I'd gone without a filling meal. After a few years of hunting the jewel shards with little to no success, Inuyasha had finally become unbearable. So frustrated with the hunt for Naraku, he refused to let me go home for more supplies. It was a miracle that I had made them last so long. It had been more then two months since I had last been home and convincing Inuyasha of the need for a visit seemed an impossible task no matter what the reason was. Sango and Kirara had taken on the task of hunting whenever they could while Shippo and I foraged for berries, leaving "ninja" food for Inuyasha. Even Miroku had seemed to have lost a bit of his charm as word of our rag-tag team spread. Villages had started to catch on to our demonic magnetism and it was becoming harder and harder to find families able to keep us, even for a night.

Yes, morale was definitely running low.

As Inuyasha slurped back his second bowl, a shimmer of light wisped past the hut entrance. Inhaling vigorously, Inuyasha dropped his bowl and ran to chase after what we all knew to be soul-collectors. For a moment, the only sound was the flapping of the make shift door in his wake.

"Damn, Inuyasha. Why does he have to be so selfish?" Shippo huffed angrily as he set his bowl down.

"Yes, I wonder when we can expect him back this time." Miroku sipped his broth as he shifted nervously under Sango's stare. Even after years of Inuyasha chasing Kikyo, Sango still tried to protect me from his insensitivity. Looking for a way to ease the tension Miroku asked: "So, Lady Kaede, what news of the garden? Have the healing herbs come in nicely this season?"

"Indeed." Kaede looked to Miroku with a look that spoke of her exasperation with regards to the topic change. Miroku smiled weakly before returning to his broth.

"Kagome…" Sango started.

"I am going for a bath at the hot spring." I said trying to smile.

"Shippo and I can-"

"It's Ok Sango. I just think I need to be alone." She looked at me with soft understanding eyes as she nodded. I quickly collected my supplies and left the group to finish their bowls.

As I walked from the village I thought about the whole Inuyasha and Kikyo situation. I had gotten used to his near constant absence in the evenings whenever we came back to the village. As angry as I had once been, I felt like my strength had drained from the conversation. Even still, Sango and Miroku were still awkward about every time he ran off. As much as I loved them, I wished that we could just find a way to get around it. But it was hard when there were still a few loose tendrils of my love for Inuyasha clinging to him. I was angry at myself for holding on when I knew nothing could ever happen. And once again, I found myself asking why I stayed.

After all, he had made himself pretty clear when I had finally worked up the courage to tell him how I felt.

Pretty soon I found myself at the hot spring. I slowly kicked off my shoes as I set the bag down. I pulled off my socks before unbuttoning my blouse. Having not been home for a couple months, my uniform was in poor shape. Some of the blood stains were impossible to get out and there were small tears in the fabric. I sighed as I noticed another button had gone missing. One day, an anthropologist was going to be surprised to find the number of ramen packages and buttons strewn across the country during the feudal era. I couldn't help but giggle at the thought.

I swiftly dropped my skirt atop the pile of clothes and decided that my undergarments also had to go. I normally left them on, but knowing the lecher was with Sango and that they were also grimy, I felt safe in removing them. I bent over to rummage through my big yellow back pack, also stained and torn, to collect a few necessities.

As I walked to the water I felt my nipples become taught, the wind grasping and clawing at my flesh. Goose bumps stole over my pale skin as my body shivered lightly. I clutched my arms to my body, grasping the bottles, as I walked hurridly into the water.

I set my bottles on a rocky shoulder of the hot spring before emersing myself completely. The warmth of the water hugged me, soothing my aching muscles and my depressive spirit. As I came up from the water I flicked my hair back, feeling the rain of droplets on my skin, and the smack of my hair against my back. I inspected my body for all the new bruises and sores from our latest journey, before grabbing my loofa and soap to vigorously wash the grime from my skin.

I had been watching her as she came from behind the tree line into the small clearing where the hot spring lay. I watched her as she stripped from her odd kimono before nakedly bending over to sift through her bag. I admired the roundness of her figure as she did so and gave a purr of pleasure as the wind groped and fondled her sensitive skin. As her nipples grew taught, I could feel my cock twitch with excitement.

I inhaled deeply, smelling her lightly floral scent on the air and becoming intoxicated. I could smell her frustration, her heat, and… her innocence. Why the hanyou had not been tempted to steal it from her and claim it as his-own, I did not know. Her scent, her voice, her body… She held a great enchantment over me, and I could not guess as to why I found this creature so alluring despite her humanness.

I had been watching her for months now; stealing glances and secret moments. She was a puzzle. I wanted to understand why she followed my brother after all these years. I wanted to understand her spirit. But above all else, my inner yokai gnashed and howled with the need to dominate her. Her power rose up and boiled off her skin with every encounter with adversity. Even in the most desperate of situations, her spirit only ever seemed to grow. Every encounter with her seemed to feel like a challenge for my inner beast and I could not help but feel the need to quell that challenge.

Mine.

After months of watching her I knew she was no ordinary ningen. No ordinary miko. And more and more I heard himself repeat the word: mine as he created excuses to hunt her out and watch her. She was my guilty pleasure.

I continued to look longingly at the scene bellow me, watching as she skimmed her flesh with her delicate fingers. Standing tall in the shadows, I felt myself rise beneath my hakama. I felt the red bleed in and out of my eyes as fought to restrain myself. As the Great Western Lord, I would not allow my most basic and animalistic instincts take hold of me. But as I watched her drop her oddly shaped washing fabric to the water to massage her nipples, I could not help but release a guttural growl of approval.

I slowly massaged my breasts and pinched my nipples as I walked to press my back against rounded boulder. I lay across it, feeling this need for release; a need to release the tension. It had been some time since I had last fondled myself. I felt the heavy weight of my breasts in my hands and took a secret pleasure in knowing they were of ample size. A lot had changed since my first visit to the feudal era.

As I lay across the boulder I allowed each of my hands to twist and pinch my nipples roughly. When I found them to be pleasantly sore, I let my right hand drift lazily down the outside of my ribcage and across the top of my soft and supple thigh. Lazily tickling the inside of my leg, I trailed my fingers upward to graze against my lower lips. I slowly set about massaging my clit, my left hand grasping at my breast as I did so. I sucked in my lower lip, nibbling it as I released a heavy moan. I remembered reading an article in one of my favorite magazines about how a woman could be encouraged to find release with auditory sounds as well as the physical touch. Eager for release, I allowed myself to gasp and groan with wonton abandon as I fondled myself, feeling the heat from my vagina as I stroked it rhythmically.

As her body came to attention, a spicy scent penetrated her sweet and floral aroma. The scent of her arousal was maddening and I could feel my body growing tight. The air seemed to be thick with her and scent and I breathed deeply, as if expecting to drown.

Her moans of pleasure tickled my ears and made my inner youkai growl with hunger. I could hear the light brush of her fingers against her mound of curls and, as she moved her fingers deeper and faster, the slight wetness of her lips as she delved into herself.

The pressure building beneath my fingers, my fingers moved quickly in and out of myself as my thumb brushed my clit. As I neared climax, I held my breath, closing my eyes, and clung harder to my breast. It was coming… I could feel-

And then I felt my hands roughly pulled away from body and pinned above my head, a heavy weight against my body pushing me harder against the jagged rock. My eyes snapped open, fearful for my life, but angry that my release was so easily stolen from me. The haze of pleasure slowly subsided and I saw glimmering golden eyes and long silver strands above me. As my eyes came into focus I saw the sharp magenta stripes smooth against an angled cheek bone.

"Seshoumaru-?" I wanted to scream, but as I began to squirm beneath him, I felt the tightness of him against my thigh and his warm lips encircling my erect and sensitive right nipple. I shuddered in pleasure, liquid heat pouring from my eager and hungry core like lava.

"Be still." I felt his command whispered against my breast more than I heard it. I felt the sharp brush of fangs across my breasts as he licked and sucked. As I felt the goose bumps return to my skin, my mind turned back on and I fought more vigorously against him.

"What are you doing?! Get off of me!" I yelled, kicking my legs to try and move him, hurt him, anything.

"Be still." This time he pulled away from skin and growled it. I looked into his eyes and saw a flood of red overwhelm his golden depths. I felt the bite of his claws in my wrists as he held them tighter and I felt him push his body even harder against me as if to stop my squirming.

"I said, Stop it!" I could feel the miko power rising within me, building an aura around me.

"Do you wish to challenge me?" I felt his youki build around him, snapping against my reiki. I tried again to fight him, to push him off, but my body seemed to be giving up. I whimpered as I felt his tongue on my neck, trailing his fangs to my jaw.

"Did you not wish for release? Do you not wish for it now?" My brain was becoming foggy as he whispered it against my ear.

"Yes, I did, but I-"

"Then let this Seshoumaru bring you to release." And with that I felt his pelvis drive his cock against my vagina through his hakamas. He slid a hand down the side of my body, lifting and bending my leg around him to create a new and pleasurable angle. My body arced up to meet his and I wanted desperately to be angry with myself.

"Please-" I gasped "please I need-" I couldn't help but give into him. My anger for Inuyasha getting the better of me and the frustration of a release denied…

"Yes?" his tone was cold and unfeeling, but still there seemed to be pleasure in it.

"Please, I-" I moaned, feeling his lips against the nape of my neck and the brush of his chest against my nipples.

"What do you need?" As his pelvis rotated I felt his hard erection pressed against my inner thigh, brushing it's tip against my lower lips. I blushed, feeling the heat of my core weeping effortlessly against his hakamas.

"I need it! Give me release." I felt this overwhelming need take hold of me, washing away whatever guilt I may have been feeling.

I felt his hand brush against my clit as he let his hakamas slide down his legs. I could feel the soft spongy tip of his erection as it glided over my slick lips before pushing upward to my clit. I felt a jolt through my lower limbs as the bundle of nerves spasmed in anticipation.

She was so delectable. I nuzzled the nape of her neck as I released myself from my hakamas. I could feel her shudders of pleasure and I reveled in the scent of her.

As I pushed myself against her entrance, preparing to take her, I ran a hand to her breast. Using my claws, I flicked her nipple hard before circling it with the pad of my finger. I dragged my claws against her breast lightly, feeling her chest and abdomen tighten beneath me.

"Brace yourself." With a whimpering nod and a bite of her lower lip, I watched her face as I pushed roughly into her. I felt the break of her hymen and watched her face contort with the shock as a scream broke past her lips. Her eyes closed, and brow furrowed, I waited unmoving inside her as she brought her arms down to hold onto my forearms. I let a hand trail down to her clit where I rubbed it slowly.

As the tension in her body dissipated and her face relaxed, I slowly began to drag myself from her. I could feel the inner purr of my youkai as I reveled in the tightness of her. Once again I buried my face into her neck, nuzzling her and nipping her as my fingers massaged her clit and my penis pushed in and out of her cavern.

I heard the voice within me: home.

As he began to move within me I could feel the warmth spreading through my abdomen. I could feel a little curl of pleasure as the pain of it eased. Building a rhythm, I could hear the slap of his pelvis against mine, my wetness amplifying the sound of it.

As he moved I moaned loudly, letting my hands run along his slick muscled arms and around to his chest. There was a strength to him that reminded me of chiseled stone. As he hit a deep and pleasurable place within me, one hand massaging my clit and the other my breast, my back arced to meet him as my legs tightened. I could feel that pressure building again, my walls milking him.

"ughh. Ooooww." I sucked in a breath as I whimpered and moaned with pleasure. I felt his smile against my neck and the sweep of a fang. "Faster." I cried.

"Hn." I felt his hips move quicker, and his tip delve deeper. I felt his fingers leave my clit to dragging his claws against my torso before grasping my breasts harshly. His mouth took in a nipple and nibbled harshly before leaving to abuse the next. I felt his hand come down and slap my breast, the fullness of them bobbing and the cool air puckering them still. My nipples felt raw and sensitive after his ministrations, but I loved the roughness of him.

I moaned again, and this time I felt the growl rise up from his chest; a primal and animal sound that ignited fear and pleasure.

"I'm- I'm-" I held my breath in anticipation of the orgasm. I could feel it building and coming to a peak, my walls pusling around his thick cock. I buried my face into his neck, kissing it as I did so.

"Cum." The whisper against my ear created a shudder that ran through my body and I felt the release of damn break within me. I gasped against him and as the orgasm ripped through my limbs and left me spasming, I bit down on his neck.

I felt her useless human teeth bite the juncture between neck and collar bone. As she did so I felt the beast within me roar to life and take over. I pushed faster into her as I felt my own release coming and as I spilled my seed into her womb I felt my jaw clench around her neck. I thrusted one final time, spilling the last of my seed as her vaginal walls pulsed and throbbed around me.

The sweet warm spill of blood into my mouth tasted like nectar. I lapped at the mark and felt her body relax as I did so. For a brief moment, a bright, and glowing, warmth swallowed me up as the mark sealed.

Mine.

I loved the feeling of her sweet pussy clenching around me as I stroked her belly. Her skin was soft and sweet. I ran my fingers between us to collect her warm nectar and brought it to my face. My eyes closed as I smelt the spice of her arousal so strong with a slight tinge of blood. I ran my tongue across my digits as she watched me, closing my eyes. She tasted amazing.

I sucked the rest of her off my fingers and bent down to crash my lips to hers. Nibbling on her lower lip and extending my tongue out to plunder her mouth I let her taste herself on my tongue. I heard her moan again.

Mine.

Gathering her up, I brought her back to the center of the hot spring, her body limp in my arms. I felt her nuzzle my chest before I dropped her legs, spreading them wide with my hands. I grabbed her washing cloth, still floating in the spring, and lightly ran it across her. I watched her face as I did so. She seemed to be in a daze. I could not read her emotion.

I saw the hasty bite marks across her breasts and ran my tongue languidly across them. I felt them begin to close leaving her skin blotched with the simple flush of rose. How beautiful her porcelain skin seemed to be.

"Why?" I paused at her question. Looking into her eyes to try and read an expression.

"This Sesshomaru found you wanting." It seemed the simplest answer to a complicated question.

"No, I mean… I mean why the mark? Inuyasha once told me that Inu's sometimes mark their intended mate during sex. Is… is that what that glow was when you bit me?"

"Indeed."

"But why?" She seemed to be searching for something. Her chocolate brown eyes warm and glistening. I thought I saw tears brimming behind them. I breathed in deeply, smelling the scent of her sweet spice and our sex on the air.

"You are strong. Your aura called to me and my youkai hungered for you." At the moment, I was not sure what else to say. I grabbed her up once more and carried her to her clothes. I watched as she fumbled through her bag to remove a fluffy blue fabric. She wiped her self down with it and attempted to cover herself with it. I took hold of her hands and pushed the fabric away, leaving her bare to me. My eyes drank her in as a rosy blush swept over her skin. "Don't hide."

"I'm not. But why does it matter? I'm human. You don't even like humans! We don't know each other and I don't trust you. Even if you did mark me, I'm not yours!" Her voice was strong and determined, building as she continued. I growled, stepping closer to her to look down. My youkai wanted to rise to the challenge. He wanted to dominate her and prove himself alpha.

"You are mine." I growled it simply.

Fear and anger burst inside me all at once. I wanted to hate him, but couldn't. Although his icy deamenor never changed, he seemed different; warmer, almost tender, with me.

I wanted to push him away, but then pull him close. I wasn't sure how I felt.

"I am my own! You can't just take me away." stepping back, I grabbed up my clothes and shoved them on quickly. I buttoned my shirt hastily, missing a few. I reached down to grab my bag as I continued yelling. "I'm not yours or anyone's to claim! How dare you! How dare you mark me." The haze gone, I felt anger sweep over me in a hot flash. I felt the mark on my neck pulse slightly, but I didn't care. I ran from the clearing, turning to the village.

He didn't follow me. I just ran, I didn't know why. I guess it wasn't how I pictured my first time. It certainly, was not the right person. I started crying, tears stinging against my cheeks as I felt the breeze hit me. I realized it wasn't him I was angry with, but me. How could I not know how I felt about all of it? What did I want?

I could see the moon was high in its journey around the horizon; it was late. As I came closer to the village I could see Miroku sitting outside the hut as if waiting. As I drew nearer he turned to call for Sango. She came out to greet me. I must have taken a while because she seemed a little stressed.

"Are you ok?" she asked. I didn't know how to answer.

"Yeah. Just tired, you know? I think I may go home tonight." Thinking of everything that had happened, maybe some time away would be nice.

" You know, he doesn't deserve you. You are too good for him. I wouldn't let his absence keep bugging you. I know it's not easy, but I hate to see you hurt like this." I looked at her in a daze forgetting, for a moment, just who it was she was talking about.

"Wh- Oh, yeah. I just need some time alone. Seeing my family would help." I said, bringing an easy half smile to my lips. She hugged me and took my arm for us to walk together. Miroku chose to follow behind quietly.

As we walked in the direction of the well, Inuyasha started heading back. Grinning like an idiot, I saw him looking over his shoulder, as if to see a glimpse of his lover.

"Finally coming back?" I snapped. I couldn't help it. The anger I felt before I left and then the confusion when I came back, I just wanted to lash out. He stopped short and crossed his arms.

"Feh. Figured you guys could handle sleeping without me. Or can't you fight off the nightmares on your own?" he bit back.

"I'm getting really tired of you dragging us all over the place to run off to Kikyo every chance you get! I'm going home for a break and to restock on supplies." I huffed back at him as I tore away from Sango, walking past him.

"What?! N-" he stopped. I heard him sniff the air as I walked past and realized I hadn't tried to cover up. As I heard a growl rip from his chest I turned to see his face. Already I could see the blood filling his eyes and the jagged stripes stitching their way across his cheekbones. I ran for the well.

"KAGOME!" he screamed and I pushed myself to run faster as he followed knowing I couldn't out run him. "What is that smell? Who were you with?"

"Inuyasha!" Miroku ran after us, Sango quick on his heels.

"SIT!" I heard him slam into the ground, but he quickly recovered. "SIT!" it wasn't enough. As I went to scream again, I felt his hands closing in around my throat, tackling me to the ground. I felt pain come up my knees as they hit the floor and fear pulse through me.

"Sesshomaru" he was panting heavily. "You were with Sesshomaru, you whore!" I could feel his hands tightening. And then as I thought about Sesshomaru, a pulse beat strong through our mark.

As I felt the air escaping me I felt Inuyasha let go, thrown across the clearing. A figure stood before me, tall and menacing.

"Mine."

I had let her go. As she yelled at me I had felt her anger, fear, and confusion clouding my mind and I knew that I had to let her go for the time being. Having her come willingly, would be more satisfactory than throwing her over my shoulder to take back.

As I sat in the clearing waiting and thinking I felt the searing white hot pain expand from the point on my neck where her mark would have been. Immediately I ran, my youkai raging, thinking about the hanyou and his temper.

I smelt her fear and heard her panting. When I saw Inuyasha catch up to grab her my youkai roared forth. I knocked him, wanting to tear him apart.

Protect. Mine.

"Mine." I repeated to agree with my youkai. I turned to face Kagome and sniffed heavily. She would be fine, her fear was quelling and I sensed no injury. My head snapped back as I heard Inuyasha get up. "Don't touch her hanyou. She's mine."

I could see the demon had come forth. He lunged at me and, Kagome still behind me, I leapt to meet him, knocking him out cold with one quick swipe. I felt myself heating up, anger bleeding into my eyes. I snapped my head at the sound of the houshi and demon slayer running up to the scene. As I turned to face them I felt the warm touch of Kagome in my mind. I felt her hand reach out to grab my arm.

"Mine."

"Yours." She nodded. I felt myself coming back at her submission. Grabbing her up, I summoned my youki cloud and we were off in the direction of my Shiro.

Hope everyone enjoyed the sweet and tangy lemony goodness. I tried to make Sesshomaru a little less OOC. And I'll be honest, I can't remember what this fic is actually about or where it was headed. LOL It's been almost ten 10 years I think since the original post. Wow. Showing my age… Anyway, I look forward to rediscovering the fic with all of you and hope to take it in some new directions.

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