Rin had been seated next to her devilish husband at the large dinner table, but during the casual conversing prior to dinner she had struck up a conversation with someone from quite a few years ago. She had taken a few moments to place his red flushed chubby face, but it soon clicked. He was the man who Sesshomaru had used to punish Rin after her hard night of clubbing with Kagura!

It was when they had been leaving a meeting and this fellow had intercepted Sesshomaru and at the time his ward Rin, to try and get ideas out of the Inu Yokai about a new club scene. It had been the Dog demon's delight to pointedly say that it was rather Rin's area of expertise, and so he had left her with the frustrating little man for over half an hour.

His name was Akinara, and he appraised Rin appreciatively.

'You are looking fine tonight, Lady Takahashi. I know it was a little while ago, but congratulations on your marriage to the Lord himself!'

'Thank you' Rin coloured as she felt her husband's eyes on her. 'Did you end up finding some good ideas for your project? I remember talking about it with you at length back then'

The man furrowed his brow.
'I did – it is going well for now, but you know my dear I could still use help to be honest. I have a position open for a youth consultant – someone who goes around gathering data from our demographic to build infrastructure that will encourage more customers!'

Rin's eyes lit up at the mention of work.
'Oh? Does such a person need any experience?'

Akinara looked at her under his brows.
'Not if they are as illustrious as yourself, my Lady. Would you be interested? I would be more than ecstatic to have you on our team – a young, beautiful, high society woman is just the type of clientele we are after and your natural warmth would be excellent for conducting interviews!'

Rin felt her husband's disapproval even from across the room. It was good her back was turned to him, for she was sure she could hardly withstand what his expression must be right about now. The joys of having a husband who could hear every word of a conversation across half the continent if he wished it!

'I'd love to take the job' Rin smiled brilliantly at the businessman and shook his hand.

So, when it was time to sit down to dinner, Rin found it hard to meet Sesshomaru's gaze, knowing he knew everything already and was in deep disapproval mode. Fortunately for Rin, he was engaged in conversation with a handful of others at the table, and Rin could tell his conversation was hesitant as his real emotions were focused on her.

On her other side sat a middle-aged lady, probably about Chiaki's age. Rin forced herself to try and ignore her Demon's heavy aura and struck up a conversation with the lady.

It was with stunted comments on the company, food, the invention, and makeup that Rin stumbled through the contrived discussion with her matronly companion, painfully aware of her husband's presence on her other side. Sometimes his long silvery hair would brush against her arm, or his thigh would rest against hers and Rin found herself quite hot and bothered by the end of the five-course meal.

His affect on her was palpable, as even Rin's dinner conversation partner hinted.

'It must be quite something to be married to Lord Sesshomaru' she commented, noticing Rin's flushed face and how she seemed to blank out in the middle of whatever she was saying at some points.

Rin's blush deepened.
'You could say that' Rin admitted, with particular savagery cutting into some of the meat on her plate but feeling entirely unwilling to eat.

'I am sure he will be the first to trial this new invention, his powers of persuasion are second to none'

'Yes!' Rin half laughed uneasily, knowing that he was about to use them on her later. 'He is very good at convincing people to do what he wants'

'I hear you two talking about me' Sesshomaru interjected, as soon as he was able to in between speaking with the others present.

'Nothing bad, my Lord' the matron was quick to reassure the striking demon.

His golden eyes fell to Rin at his side who seemed intent on studying the wine in her hand.
'Ignoring me won't put off the talk I'm going to have with you' he murmured lowly, causing Rin to finally meet his gaze with wide innocence.

'I'm not ignoring you!' She protested at once, lying.

She found herself looking up into deep glittering gold eyes, a smirk on his pretty face. Why did he have to be so entirely provocative? Just a glance at his face made her wetter than rain season.

He slid his sexy gaze away from her to return to speaking with the others, and by the end of the meal Rin was sure her death warrant had been signed.
He had no right to disapprove of such work she had accepted! She was at perfect liberty to take whatever offer came her way, and seeing as she had worked at BLACK she knew a thing or two about what young people might want. Rin felt excited at the prospect of speaking with others her age to discuss what they might want in their entertainment and night life, after all – her husband might look merely years older than her, but his centuries of age certainly did put quite a gap in their ability to understand each other explicitly. In all essential ways, they were one with each other, but sometimes her turns of phrase or very human desires caused him to feel at odds with her. This desire to work was a case in point.
Rin dearly wished to earn her own way and not rely in every single way on Sesshomaru, but he would have it that she was his wife as well as non-working employee.
She had spent the evening building up her case inside her mind so his 'powers of persuasion' would not sway her from her true desire to participate in human life habits and experience the world.

Rin had exchanged emails with Akinara at the end of the night, and everyone said their goodbyes. This time there was a car pulled up for the Lord and Lady Takahashi.

Taking her husband's arm, they descended the stairs alongside the matron Rin had made friend's with, who parted ways with the beautiful young bride at the bottom.

Rin got into the car on the near side and gulped, knowing the conversation Sesshomaru had threatened her with was imminent.

The car smoothly and noiselessly took off, and Rin knew in the expanse of the limo that her husband's dazzling luminescent eyes were silently regarding her from the dark.

Twisting her fingers together, she couldn't take the silence any longer. Not exactly knowing where to start, Rin sort of blurted out her case as though she began mid-sentence.

'It's not like the restaurant in Sendai my Lord, it's going to be a proper job and I am not going to say no just because you disapprove'

The silence continued and Rin impulsively turned towards him at last, braving his scrutiny and heavy aura.

'Part of the job is talking to people my age – I know you haven't thought much of the friend's I've made in the past so maybe it's a chance for me to get to know others – '

'I'm not enough?'

Rin was glad that at least he spoke again, even if what he said rubbed her the wrong way. Unlike his fingers. She blushed at her dirty thought but couldn't help a grin tug at the corner of her mouth.

'Don't be like that' Rin appealed to him with a playful tone. 'you are more than enough in every single way. But I still need friends'

'I can arrange that'

'No – ' Rin sighed as she fought to get her point across, distracted by the way her husband nonchalantly untied his tie and pulled apart the top few buttons of his shirt, revealing the top of his very well defined chest. Rin took a deep breath, swearing not to be side-tracked by his physicality or charisma.

'We did already have this discussion the other night – ' she blushed again at the memory 'but I'm serious about it. I still want to experience being human – which includes having a job and not just resting on the laurels of being lucky enough to be your wife' she finished in a tumble of words, and took another deep breath, holding it in as she waited for his response.
She felt a sense of relenting in his air.

'Then I will get you a job within my company – you aren't going to be working for that fool Akinara'

Rin let out a bit of her breath, but it still wasn't what she wanted exactly. This was her choice and that's what she would stick with.

'Sesshomaru' she breathed out, lovingly, reaching out to grasp his hand that rested on the middle seat between them. 'It's ok darling. Trust me. Let me decide for myself, please?'

She played with his long-clawed fingers as she spoke, studying their slender grace with great tenderness in her eyes, tracing the veins on the back of his translucent hand. She lifted his captive hand to the side of her face and cradled it there, closing her eyes.

The golden eyes narrowed, and, in a flash, Rin found herself sprawled across his lap.

'You little minx' he murmured, holding her to him 'using your charm to try and get your way like a little fairy'

His hand slid up her arm and Rin shuddered at his possessive touch, feeling tiny in his lap, reminiscent of when she was a child.

'If you want to do this your way so much' he continued, not breaking eye contact with her once, tugging her dress down from her chest to reveal a plump milky white breast, 'then you'll have to beg'

He cupped her breast in his hand and Rin let out a breathy sigh which soon turned to moans as he massaged her pink nipple against the pad of his forefinger.

His other hand pulled at the hem of her dress, bringing it to her hips, and the fingers slid underneath her underwear as he mirrored the massaging motions against her wet core too.

Rin jerked against his chest as her body heat soared with the onslaught of pleasure, and he took advantage of her thrown back head and bit into the nape of her neck. Rin yelped, but he covered her mouth with his own, their tongues warring with each other.

'You'll obey me' he whispered into her ear as he licked along it's curve, his hot breath sending jolts of shivers from her neck to her throbbing pussy. His fingers were slow and deliberate, like his intentions.

Rin felt like a coil tightly wound about to burst, and through the fog of lust he was inflicting on her she fought to hold on to her main purpose. Pleasure warfare wouldn't work, and she'd let him know! If only he would stop doing that thing where he simultaneously penetrated and stimulated her clitoris, she might be able to get a word out. Holy Kami but he was a sex god!

Her moans had his erection pressing against her buttocks as he continued pleasuring her, and the smell of her arousal was branded on to his soul.

'I won't!' Rin managed to breath out, and his hand came up from her breasts to insert a finger into her rebellious mouth. She couldn't help but suck on them passionately.

They had arrived home, and with swift elegance he scooped her into his arms and took her in to the mansion, purposefully striding to their room. He threw her on the edge of the bed and Rin looked at him with her hair mussed around her face, her swollen breasts with the elongated nipples sitting plump on her chest inviting him to fuck her senseless.

Not even bothering to undress he merely undid his zipper and pulled Rin's leg's around his hips, inserting himself into her slick core as he did so and rammed into her, hard.

His cold eyes watched her breasts bounce in rhythm with his quick, hard thrusts and studied her pleasure reddened face as she cried out, gripping on to the bed clothes around her with white knuckled pleasure.

His tall form bent over Rin's small one, and he captured one of the full breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on the nipple, swirling and flicking his tongue around it, noticing her hands come to grasp his head to her, the little fingers bunched in his silver hair.

With a snarl he roughly brought Rin's head against his chest and raised her slightly back up with him as he straightened, still penetrating her, and pressed her little body against him as he bucked up into her like a bull on steroids.

He was going to make sure she couldn't breath let alone speak, for daring to entice him so much.

'Sessh – y! Sesshy! OH sessh – omaru!'

Rin was crying his name over and over as he pounded into her like a battering ram, watching as tears streamed down her face and her mouth drooled with such extreme pleasure her mind was blanking out.

She came, but he didn't let her relax – still thrusting as he took her to the wall so he could let her back rest against it while he grabbed her hips to force her on him even deeper.

This was no good – Rin had to do something or else she would most definitely pass out from the onslaught. Demons really were tireless and insatiable!

He only grew harder the more he watched her twitch and spasm with his indulgences, reckoning her even more desirable than the most beautiful of demonesses. He would not let her out of his sight. Ever. She could not work away from him where he could not see her or take her whenever he wished. He caught her pretty pink lips against his mouth and caught all her cries, muffled against his lips.

Rin had began crying out for mercy from his relentless sex, feeling as though all her joints were about to come undone and she would fall to pieces. He swung her around back to the bed and continued slamming into her with her back on the mattress.

'P-le-ase, Sessh – no – more – I can't – ah ah – stop – '

He grasped her legs and ground in to her as she called to him, kissing her pink tipped toes, claws digging in to her thigh flesh.

'Stop?' He countered, showing no sign of actually doing so.

'I c—an barely – ah mm – brea- breath' she mewled, seeing stars by now.

He picked up the pace and penetrated her so rapidly she screamed so loudly even the soundproof doors could not withstand the pitch.

He came inside her with hot abandon, pumping his seed deep within her womb.

Rin cried as she came again as his cock knotted and pulsated inside her and she wrapped her legs around his hips in a spasm of debased pleasure, bringing him on top of her with the strength of her climax.

Her small arms threaded around his neck and hugged him tightly, tears still pouring down her cheeks, her mouth wide gasping for any air that would enter.

Rin trembled and shook like a single dead leaf clinging on to its tree in a storm, and Sesshomaru propped himself on his elbows above her to gaze into his wife's face.

'My dear little girl' he purred 'that's what happens when you provoke this demon'

He stroked vagabond strands of hair out of her sweat and tear laden face, dipping his head to kiss and bite her plump bottom lip.

'Your – ' Rin pulled her glazed dark eyes to meet his golden gaze 'your intimate – 'powers of persuasion' - here she smiled between her desperate breathing 'won't convince me – otherwise' Rin's thick dark hair framed her little pale face underneath him charmingly, and her desire laden exhausted expression caused his cock to still twitch within her.

Sesshomaru smirked down at her and he tapped the tip of her nose with his finger.

'Very well' he said with low indulgence 'you go and do your thing' his finger went from her nose to across her lips before trailing over her chin, down her throat, and finally resting on her exposed breast.

'But don't expect mercy from me' he warned as her hooded eyes spoke of her utter adoration.

'You have no mercy' Rin re-joined in a breathy tease, placing a hand over his as it rested possessively over her tingling breast.

He began rutting her again, this time in a gentler way. He was beginning to truly hate the prospect of pulling out of Rin whenever they finished sex, so he would keep going as long as she could handle it.

In Rin's mind, however, she wanted some respite from his constant invasion of her body. She loved, cherished, and craved it – but she was becoming so sore that she knew her lady parts required a break. Her Lord's threat of no mercy due to her insubordination merely caused Rin to feel even more combative, and she was about to deprive him that lack of merciful treatment in the bedroom for at least a week. She was only beginning to see her power over him, and she needed to teach him lessons still about her privacy and autonomy. There seemed to be no better way than using work as an excuse to teach him both, as well as fulfilling the need within her to be human.

He was so darn hot that it would be difficult, but she was sure she could achieve it with her stubbornness.
Sesshomaru had met his match in more than one way.