Author: tkplover
Title: Your Touch
Words: 576
Rated: M
Summary: Rin fantasizes about Sesshomaru's touch. [This piece won third place at L/J community Little White Doves: Sesshomaru and Rin Sanctuary. YAY!]
Warnings: Smut alert! Coarse language and content. (Rin is seventeen in this piece; setting: modern a/u)

Rin's fingers trembled as she ruffled her flimsy little top and her palms went to cup her breasts; her fingers teasing the tightened nipples. Oh she knew it was sinful to think of him like this but no one could see her in the privacy of her bedroom. No one here would call her a slut or whore for thinking sinful thoughts about an older, married man.

Desire stabbed her through her belly, right down to her pussy. She was surprised to learn that her own touch could affect her in such a way. Even her first time with Kohaku hadn't been so gut wrenchingly amazing as the memory of his voice when he spoke with her or the warmth of his hand when it brushed over hers.

Rin continued to squeeze and stroke her tiny breasts. Tiny lumps she had considered insignificant until she met him.

The ache between her thighs became more urgent and she craved to stroke her moist folds and stretch herself.

Her hands moved of their own accord, down her abdomen and over the lace covering of her panties. Hooking her thumbs on the strings, she slipped them off and discarded them to the floor, all the while imagining him looking at her with his intense amber stare.

Part your lips.

His imaginary voice instructed her. Shamelessly she opened her legs wide and revealed her folds. Letting the cool air from her window brush against her heat making her shiver.

Touch yourself.

Like the obedient girl she was, she ghosted her finger over her love-button and gasped. Letting her finger linger there until she explored the rest of her slick folds. They slipped further down until she found her opening and slowly slipped one finger inside.

Rin was her parent's only child and they had bred her to be obedient, smart and polite but all of that training was quickly forgotten after she met him. She had begun to think of wanton things, sinful things, wicked things; things that gently bred ladies like her didn't think of.

A sigh of contentment left her lips but she wanted more and so slipped yet another finger. Pushing them both inside as deep as they could go.

She only imagined his body and his delicious voice humming wickedness into her ear and her eagerness in complying made her feel hopelessly good.

Closing her eyes and focusing on the building pressure within her, she pulled her fingers out and then roughly shoved them back in, continuing the motion until her swollen nubin felt ignored and she used the tips of her fingers from the other hand to press against it.

"Sesshomaru..." Rin panted and gasped. Repeating the movement. In. Out. In. Out. Faster. Deeper. Harder. The wet, slapping sounds, heightened her arousal. Her thighs trembled. Her heart raced. When she felt the coil in her stomach about to snap, she clamped down hard on her lower lip. She muffled her moan the best she could so as not to rouse her parents and send them into cardiac arrest at what their darling daughter did in the secret of her bedroom. When the sunburst happened and her pussy convulsed, she sobbed at the sheer intensity of it.

Spent, she stared at the pile of books on her study table. They were due back two weeks from now but a trip to the library today would make a wonderful excuse to discuss poetry with the handsome librarian.

If you guys are looking for a cool Sessh/Rin community, I suggest Little White Doves: Sesshomaru and Rin Sanctuary. Memberships are open and you can reply to threads even if you're not a member! The link is h t t p : / / lwdsr (dot) livejournal (dot) com