After she ate they went and took a bath together. Kagome had produced a deflated beach ball from her pack and blew it up, then was able to cajole him into a game of volleyball.
Much to his surprise, he found the game enjoyable. Being in the water, and how that negated much of his physical prowess, they were fairly evenly matched. Unexpectedly, the game had some merits beyond the game itself. He found he quite enjoyed it when she jumped out of the water -- her naked, wet breast would bounce around, giving him quite an eyeful. Of course, he found himself hitting the flimsy, inflatable ball in such a way to elicit that action. Astute as always, Kagome called him a hentai then stuck her tongue out at him but giggled and didn’t stop playing.
After they were sufficiently pruned he spread one of the furs from the pallet in front of the fire pit and they sprawled out on it to play a couple card games. Of course, those weren’t nearly as much fun as the volleyball game had been and it soon morphed into a wrestling/tickling match. The end result of it came to be Kagome, who was quite ticklish all over, was flat on her back shrieking in laughter while he tickled her mercilessly.
Much to his surprise and delight, that ended in quite an unusual way. As his claws danced up and down her ultra-ticklish ribs she grabbed his head and pulled him down into a passionate kiss.
Of course, he gave up the game and whole-heartedly threw himself into the new activity with tremendous zeal. Soon, what clothes they had on were flung across the room carelessly and they were in a passionate embrace with lips locked.
After a long bout of passionate kissing that had both of them flushed and panting, just when he thought he was about to explode and was going to take it to the next level, she broke off the kiss. Growling softly, a noise that sounded similar to a lustful purr, he was about to recapture her lips when she muzzled his cheek with hers then, in a breathless and uneven voice, whispered in his ear, “Please Sesshomaru, make love to me.”
“Yes Kagome!” he growled out before recapturing her lips. While his mouth was again on hers and their tongues resumed their dance, he gently eased her into the position on her back he wanted, then slid himself between her now spread thighs.
Keeping his mouth locked on hers, he let one hand wander down between her legs so his fingers could lightly stroke her sensitive little nub. He continued stroking it until he could feel her juices begin to flow and she was clutching onto him tightly, shaking and moaning his name over and over.
Shifting around a bit, sliding an arm under her neck so he could hold her close, he let his finger drift away from her clit to be replaced by his thumb as he slid one long digit into her slick tunnel.
Moaning, she shook all over, clutching onto him. Honestly, she didn’t know where her request had come from but she wasn’t having second thoughts or regretting it. The sensations his fingers were producing were almost like an exquisite form of torture, so pleasurable that she thought that they couldn’t be real, that it was all a dream.
By the time he was able to slide a third finger into her she was shaking violently and calling out half-formed versions of his name, clinging to him. Sure that she was in her own personal nirvana and not paying too much attention to anything else, he shifted around a bit to position himself at her entrance but continued to work on her clit.
Finally, when she arched up and screamed his name as her orgasm rocked her body, he slid himself all the way into her tight sheath, groaning as her walls spasmed around his rock hard manhood.
Screaming loudly as her orgasm cascaded over her, tears stung her eyes as well when she felt herself being stretched in all new ways by his thick manhood. She felt so full and stretched that she was sure she was being pulled apart, but the pain was quickly forgotten because of the mind-numbing orgasm that continued to hold her tightly in its grip.
With his eyes shut and head thrown back, he desperately tried to hold onto his self control as her tunnel ripped and spasmed around his hard flesh. To him, it seemed as though her body was trying to coax out his own peak while she was in the throes of hers. It took everything he had not to succumb.
Finally, her body un-siezed and she lay limp under him, panting heavily, shivering and clutching onto him. She held on tightly as the deep, aching throb in her nether regions from his penetration began to slowly subside. When his mouth found hers again she kissed him back with equal fervor, moaning softly.
As that kiss became more passionate any pain she felt ebbed away as her arousal level once again soared. As her desire level skyrocketed, her body contracted around the intruder buried deep inside her.
Moaning into her mouth as he felt her body squeeze him, he had to fight to not move. All he wanted to do was plunge into her full force until they both came but he didn’t. Mouth devouring hers, he waited for her to do it again.
Her want for him climbing by the second, she clung to him. Yes there was still a bit of an achy, raw feeling in her sheath, but feeling him buried in her made her want what he could give more than she cared about the ache. Digging her nails into his back, she rocked her hips upwards a bit, thrusting onto him.
Feeling her move again, he grunted softly. Finally, she was ready. His mouth still plundering hers, he slipped his free hand under the small of her back. Lifting slightly, he was able to tilt her hips as he began to slowly make love to her in long, deep strokes, making sure that he brushed across her clit with each stroke. Unable to stop himself, he was moaning softly as he plunged into her. The tightness of her sheath was one of the most exquisitely pleasurable things he had ever felt in his entire life.
As she began to once again climb towards release, he started to thrust at demonic speed. Her cries of pleasure gradually became a long, loud single scream of pure ecstasy. Finally, she slammed onto him and came, shouting his name as loud as she could.
As he felt her release come, he leaned over her body and found the place he was going to mark, sucking and licking it softly. Finally, her spasming sheath coaxed him over the edge. With a loud snarl he thrust into her all the way then let his own come, sinking his elongated fangs into her shoulder.
As his poison began to flow through her body and started clashing with her miko powers she screamed in agony, tears welling up in her eyes. Shaking violently, she found the pain made it hard to catch her breath.
Removing his fangs, he licked his mark. Letting his deflating member slide out of her, he picked her up and shifted around until she was sitting on his lap. Holding her close, he rocked her a bit and nuzzled her softly, “Just relax Kagome.” He told her softly. “Relax and don’t fight it. Let it happen and the pain will stop.” He soothed, holding her close.
Sobbing softly, she tried to calm down and stop her powers from flaring. The more her powers backed off the more the pain ebbed.
Feeling her relax, he kissed her tenderly and murmured about how he was sorry for hurting her. Licking and softly nuzzling his mark, he held her while the process ran its course.
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After it was finished, he held her in his lap, unwilling to let her go, caressing her softly.
As he began to once again get more passionate, she looked up at him, giggling. “Horn dog!” she chided mockingly.
“Hn…” he smirked. “I’ve waited how long for this? Did you really expect it to only take a short time? Expect to be ravished for hours, woman!” he growled lustily.