Independent & Highly Selective Inukimi RP Side Blog from Inuyasha
Penned by Kiki
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It has come to my attention, via a subtle hint and inkling, that Kimi may have been more involved in Inuyashaβs childhood than what is currently known [which is zero if asked--or if she bothered to answer].
I, for one, am shooketh. Being deceived by my own muse and her complexity? So rood.
π Years of the daiyokaiβs prime was generous with success, reverence, wisdom, and tribute. In the palm of his hand he could sift through daughters of age, maidens for picking, and promised wives at his command. For it would be an honor to appease the feared dog demon of the westβs needs in lieu of protection, wealth, and in very rare occurrence, an heir to elevate them into ranks, palaces, and pleasure. It didnβt help that he had left a rather reputable talk among those that were lucky enough to have a peek, let alone taste.
Decades of isolation and wandering through the void and possibilities of reason as to how he had come upon life beyond death, had prepared him for anything as he did in his prime. Years of training and contemplating for combat and battle of wit but alas, nothingβs changed.
Plagued by the beauty of her skin, shy behind locks of hair that fell into a neat pool over his lap, he couldnβt help but sink further aback to take a little more of what he could. Her scent; beguiling. Her voice; an immaculate ring of auditory assault. And her warmth; resilient to his advances yet resound to familiarity.
He had been faulted once before for his subjective manner of listening in such a volatile vulnerable state. Today was no exception. Today was not a day of learning. Today is yet another day of how even the high mighty Inu No Taisho, Touga of the West, is, at a fraction of his existence, an unequivocallyβ¦
Smitten.
He pulled her unceremoniously, forcing her to drop once more onto his lap, eager for an expected reprise. Arm snug around the small of her waist, tugging her back into his chest firmly. Savoring her weight over him, he lunged past the stray locks of her immaculate crown and darted straight to plunge himself onto the curve that met her neck and shoulder.
Mindful with fangs sustained and a sharp intake of breath, he sank his teeth in with such poise and control; hard enough to burn yet allowed no form of tear. Not yet, at least.
βThen tell me, my sweetβ¦β He replied, painstakingly measured and pressed to a low and slickened tone. βTell me to stopβ¦β Words trail to echo in whisper he couldnβt help but pepper her skin with nibbles and pecks, a prod of a fang or two, a flick of his tongue and his grip to rid of their gap ever so unyielding.
βTell me to stop, Kimiβ¦β Touga insisted, his tone almost frustrated over the fact that he could simply not bring himself to ruin this goddess of a woman with her compliance. Touga growled, as if in pain for being stifled of desires unquenched.
His hand now lose over her clothingβs grip, slithering upward past the curve of her stomach and right between the supple mounts of her chest; fingers like branches seeking path towards the sun, indecisive of whether to take her by the right or left if sheβd let him.
Patience oozed beyond his control and each word was either hot against her skin or muffled by the softness of her flesh. βTell me not to take you here and now and ravage you in ways you deserve.β
His hand had now reached her neck, with his clawed index trailing the course of her jaw, careful of her lips for it will undoubtedly send him into frenzy.
Touga, in his unabashed loss of control, groaned as he felt himself betrayed by what lay between his legs; D E F E A T.
βTell me now and I will leave you unsoiled.β He utters raspily, almost begging as his found themselves against the back of her neck, her other shoulder, her back, her arm, and back as if he himself knew not where to situate. β @etherealferocity
π No one would dare do what her beloved was doing. By all reason and logic, neither should he..considering his actions and decisions which resulted in his untimely death. Kimi had all the justification to strike him, to transform and sink her fangs into him angrily. To punish him for the heart break and the ultimate death sentence he had guided her on..not to mention their son..who had his own tribulations to figure out on his own..which had its own advantages and disadvantages. Sesshomaru had grown significantly since then..but the resentment he held for his father was understandable..though Kimi did try her best to address it...or at the very least have him show some modicum of respect for his deceased father.
βStill quite masochistic, arenβt you?β, she asked with a light lilt to her voice, gazing at him from her peripheries. The roughness of the tug only excited her demon blood. How long has it been since she felt this way? Felt his arms around her body, his face buried into her hair and neck? Kimi was a Queen in her own right but at the end of the day, she was a demon. The desires and urges that only Toga could kindle in her was escalating, making every second impossibly harder.
βGive me a reason why I should not tear into you, my love.Not only for what you did to me..but our son?β Another growl rumbled in the depths of her throat, her eyes glowing red in an attempt to focus on the long buried anger and pain instead of the overwhelming desire to bask in his attention. It certainly aided her that she was quite obstinate and refused to submit so easily to the demon general.
That is, until she felt his fangs against the cool, smooth neck of hers.
Kimiβs claws curled and dug at the armrest, a heated and agonized hiss spilling out past her red, painted lips. Pupils constricted to pin points and her head tilted to the side as the sensation of his fangs drew a surprising whimper and moan from the usually composed and confident demon. Every lick, every nibble and peck, only stripped away her resolve and heightened the special bond..that desire to give into her mate.Β His voice like silk, caressed and teased her..a lethal combination with his actions.
The weight of her breasts, already engorged, somehow grew even heavier. Pink nipples were achingly stiff and painful. The heat in her body rose rapidly, as her scent betrayed her.
It was a losing battle..but Kimi utterly refused to make it easy for him. At the very least..he had to work for it..and perhaps suffer a bit along the way..for as long as she could maintain some form of logical sanity...which was not long at all. Her will was quickly dissolving in lieu for something more primal, instinctive and necessary.
βI wish I could..and yet I do not...I cannot tell you to stop..because I do not yearn for that..β, she admitted, breathless and breathing heavily. Breasts rose and fell hard, her low growls mingling with his as her body screamed to let him to do more..to continue exploring and finally rut again and again..slowly fixing their broken connecting.
Feeling that hand roving her body, caressing her skin through the fabric..it left Kimi moaning as the moon shone brightly above them. White hair shone silver in the light of the moon, Kimiβs body arching into his touch. βYou know..I cannot..every touch..stroke..makes me want more of you..My body is an inferno..heated and also wet..β A low , sensuous and anguished groan reverberated in her throat.
Β Once again, her eyes glowed red as her body melted and submitted. Heavy pants rolled past her mouth..Togaβs musk also didnβt help matters. βI cannot..wait any longer. Take me here and now. Mate with me again and reforge our connection.β
π βI do, my darling. I very much do.β With but a swift stride, Taisho, in all his grace, leaped from where he sat and perched by the very heel of Kimiβs throne. Age might have befallen the now-returned daiyoukai that caused his balance to misalign quite clumsily, quite purposely; quite of full unabashed mischief and delight, but he was as quick to offer a proud smirk and an audible tap of to regain his stance.
Every so slowly placing dainty fingers spread upon each arm of her throne, Taisho leans in for what seems to be a frail attempt of a peck before darting his face to float over the female daiyokaiβs shoulder. A low purr resonating from the bowels of his throat as he took a generous whiff of Kimiβs scent, drowning a riveting sensation within every fiber of his core.
He hisses. Lip bitten so gradually in restraint.
βLess you forget, you are who belongs to me.β
Retreat, he leans back to stand and snags the female daiyokai by the wrist;β tenderness be damned. Heβd have pulled her without hesitation but with every bit of precision to dethrone her and take upon reign himself only to have her perch unruly upon his lap, settling himself on the very seat where this snow-haired goddess had bound herself.
π The cockiness that came with the longevity and strength of their kind, dissipated briefly the moment he invaded her personal space. It was not as smooth as it would have been in his youth..but the speed and precision was still the same. Perhaps the clumsiness was an act..either way, Kimi had little time to dwell or contemplate that action, when she heard that sultry growl in her ear. Admittedly, it sent a quiver down her spine.
To top it off, his musk was unsurprisingly stronger in such close proximity. Kimi could never forget his scent but it has been so long..since she had drowned in it..that her bodyβs response was a bit embarrassing. Even if it was a natural response, Kimi prided herself on her composure and to almost melt at the barest of actions..did not align well with it.
It was quite difficult to keep her entertained expression..But beyond that..there were subtle changes.
Toga was her mate and the one she chose to mate with for life. That bond alone, on her end, made every interaction..every touch..every smell that more intense. Kimi could not help but release a guttural growl in response to his purr and whisper. Her eyebrows furrowed and golden hues glowed, the air shimmering with a mixture of magic and power.Β The effect he had on her certainly would not be lost upon the male.
Kimi growled again..just before she was swept off the throne and onto a very firm, familiar lap.
There was no denying the pink tinted cheeks..a sight so few ever witnessed..even those she had bedded during those centuries alone. The difference between those moments and now, was like night and day.
Kimi hated to admit it..but it took her longer than usual to respond. She was trying, with difficulty, to not pant like a bitch in heat. It was a battle of the mind and will power, over the physiological, emotional and spiritual bond to the demon that held her.
βWas that necessary, beloved?β, she finally responded, her voice as steady as possible and eyes fluttered close momentarily. βYou certainly like making things difficult.β Would she admit she missed this? Missed this closeness? No..Not that she needed to. Her body spoke volumes..contradicting the words that spilled from her lips. It was infuriating.
βWho belongs to who? Very bold of you to assume I still belong to you. You made your choices dearest..and while I no longer hold anger towards them..do not be mistaken that I will simply roll over because you have finally come home.β Kimi made a move to rise from his lap.
π βThe night is far too restless for wit to ally me with words befitting someone as ethereal as you, my love. May we skip the pleasantries and inquisition? I would very much desire you upon a more β¦ β¨ pleasant β¨ throne than that.β Papa sneers devilishly as he coyly patted his lap.β @@etherealferocity
π βIt certainly has been quite some time since I have heard such flattery emanating from that maw of yours. It may have slipped my mind just how charming you can be when you wish.β Kimiβs sunkissed hues flashed, her tone filled with amusement as she regarded the other. Painted lips stretched into a smile, head canting to the side.
βHowever, it would take more than that to win me over and much more to have me perch myself in that lap of yours.β Leaning forward, she rested her cheek on her closed fist. βYou did not truly think I would make it so easy for you, dearest? Certainly you remember who I am.β
π βDo my eyes deceive me? Unlikely. There should not be a tear in the dimensions..and yet, here you are. How might that be, my dearest husband?β
βGreetings wife. It would seem as though the walls between the underworld and this one have grown weaker.β It was his best explanation to how he was currently able to be standing before her.
βYou hardly seem shocked.β He not so subtly pushed, looking to find out if she was displeased with the situation or not.
π βThat is indeed quite alarming. I shall have to fortify those walls.β Certain demons did not need to return to the world of the living. If they did return, it would be chaos and more trouble than she wished to deal with. Alas, it was just one of the many duties she was charged with.
βShould I be ? Not only am I quite attuned to your presence and energy, IΒ watch over our son. Who should I see nearby, but you?β, she replied evenly, the smile having long since faded and resplendent golden orbs studied the demon with whom she--it no longer mattered. It changed nothing.
βEither way, this palace belongs to you. Get some rest and nourish yourself. I am certain you have places to go, children to visit.β
What keeps you going? Does something or someone give you the strength to keep pushing past the pain? Is it worth it?
My character is under a truth serum, ask them anything.
π βHow boorish, making a woman spill her secrets.β, she responded, humor interspersed in her tone. While she was not one to divulge something like this, in the event it was perceived as weakness, Kimi had no particular choice. Plus, he was old enough to protect himself and it certainly was not difficult for demons with a brain cell to determine who it was.
What may be more difficult to discern..was the βwhatβ.
βMy son and my passing. The latter cannot happen until I am certain he is ready to take over things when I am gone.β Sesshomaru was her only pup after all. Between herself and Toga, someone had to be a responsible parent ~.
βAnd yes it is worth the pain. The one thing I am proud of in this life..is my son. I get to see him grow and mature into the fine demon that he can be.β Kimi canted her head, a contented but mildly dramatic sigh escaped her lips. βThen when I am satisfied, I can look forward to finding rest and ridding myself of this pesky pain.β
