Crescent Love (Rin x Sesshomaru Lemon)

[Lemon] Chapter Four: Intoxication

Recommended song: Burning Desire by Lana Del Rey

* Explicit content, proceed at own risk.*

When Rin awoke from her nap, her Lord was still not there. Glancing at the sun, she quickly stood up. It was later than she had expected, and she needed to forage before sundown. Strolling in the nearby woods, she was lucky enough to find a cluster of edible mushrooms. She stashed them in her satchel and picked her way down to the nearby river where she kept a gill net set up. She waded out to check it, her hopefulness rewarded when she discovered two large fish in the net. She swiftly dispatched them, and then walked up the hill back to their campground. As the sun slid behind the skyline, she sparked a fire ablaze. After gutting the fish, she cooked them and ate what she had gathered.

It was now dark, and he still had not returned. She always got nervous when he did not come back quickly. Rin knew it was silly to do so, Sesshomaru was Lord of the West after all. But she felt vulnerable without her Lord by her side. Gazing into the fire while thinking of her Lord, she felt warm and heavy. The day's earlier events seemed like a sweet dream, and she played them on repeat in her head. Her thoughts drifted to the bottle in her satchel. She crawled over to her bag and retrieved the frosted glass bottle. In it was blackberry liquor that she had made. She had bought some liquor from the nearby village and picked the berries herself. It had been over a few months, and now she uncorked it.

After some minutes and sips, her mind wandered again, but this time to her dream. Flushed, she slipped her hand inside her kimono and squeezed her breast. She paid extra attention to her nipples, but it just wasn't the same. It felt good, but she was nowhere near as excited. Out of nowhere, it struck her -- that was what changed in her scent. Her excitement. Embarrassed at the thought, Rin realized her Lord had noticed the scent of her arousal. She laughed a little at his puzzlement before.

"Oh my...I've really done it now." She thought. Eventually he would figure out the source of her scent, and it would all be downhill from there. She felt her cheeks burning. Even sleeping would be risky now... if she had another Dream her scent would spike.

She flopped down on her side by the fire. She absentmindedly fondled herself again, and slipped a hand between the folds of her kimono. She touched her jewel while thinking of her Lord. "I'm being reckless..." Rin thought, as she plunged a finger in. She did not care.

/ Somewhere in the nearby woods. /

Sesshomaru was not stupid. He had noticed Rin's changes in behavior many months for before. He had caught her staring timidly out the side of his eye, he had noticed the ways she shifted in her sleep. For the longest time, he had attributed this to nothing in particular. But recently, he was awoken to her changing scent and nighttime mutterings in her sleep. Her flushed face and unconscious moans were enough for the demon to know what her changing scent suggested. And when he heard his name desperately whispered mid-dream, his suspicions were confirmed. What he did not know, however, was how to handle the situation.

He cursed how much the human girl had grown, and how she now had total control over his emotions. He too had begun to sneak gazes at the human while she walked, to admire her form and slight bounce of her chest. At night when she was not aware, he would etch every detail of her sleeping face into his mind. He would linger on her parted lips. He would inhale deeply to fill his lungs with her intoxicating scent. And on hot summer nights like these, with adrenaline fresh in his veins from battle, he would love nothing more than to walk back to the campsite and roughly claim her.

As he strolled back from battle, he contemplated their interactions. He was still puzzled at her crying earlier. He knew she had been dreaming of him. In fact, he had purposefully made the comment about her scent to provoke a reaction. But when he sniffed her, he smelled fear. She perplexed him. She drove him silently mad. She clearly desired him, yet she was also extremely nervous. He did not want to scare her, he did not want to make her cry. He wanted to take all her discomfort away.

He knew, if he were to engage her, he must be gentle. For reasons he still did not fully understand, he cherished the human deeply. He had surrendered to his love for Rin long ago, and this was why he continued to protect her. She had chosen to stay by his side, and because of this Rin did not feel like an ordinary human to him, she was different. She was his.

He stopped about a mile away from camp, pausing to stare at the fireflies and get his thoughts under control. He was lost in thought gazing at the moon, when a breeze brought her scent to his nose. He was shocked at the pungent notes of arousal. He started to briskly walk, and soon came within earshot of camp. He stopped abruptly. He could just make out the fire from here, and saw a nude Rin lying on her back, legs parted. He silently crept forward, and stood behind a tree to watch. He cursed himself, and her, but could not take his eyes off her body. Her moans sent chills down his spine, his loins filled with heat watching her breasts be pushed together. She raised her legs, parted her lips and played with her clit. Her back arched, and his head got hot watching her face and panting mouth.

When she added a few fingers, she gasped and whispered his name. He hardened at the desperate pleading of his name. He clutched the tree as he grew increasingly swollen. Rin's voice grew shakey and high as she repeatedly plunged hard inside herself. When she came, he watched her whole body shake as fluid drenched her fingers. His sensitive nose made him drunk off her fumes. He watched lustfully as she removed her fingers and slowly redressed. She lie back down, and soon fell asleep. He waited a good amount of time to assure she was asleep, and to calm himself, before quietly entering the campsite and sitting against a tree.

Sesshomaru was still hard underneath his armor. He was still not satisfied with just watching her show. As he looked over her erotic sleeping form, he decided one thing: he would have her tonight.