Sesshoumaru's Ningen Mate (Sesshoumaru x reader)

Warmth

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Author: This story is a translation from my german Sesshōmaru/Reader story. As I'm not used to write in English, I used a translation software . I did correct all the translation and grammar mistakes I could find, but I know I've missed some. I apologize in advance for all the mistakes that still can be found.

I'm a big fan of asmr,  it helps me to calm down when I'm too stressed. Now, I'm not good at showing my face in front of a camera, but I was wondering if there is such a thing as an asmr writing style. Well, this is my first try. I have planned 8 chapters for this story.  So I hope you will enjoy it.

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.. Shh! What am I hearing, footsteps through the hall ... ? It's Sesshōmaru, he's walking in your direction ...

You feel a lovely, tender warmth, your muscles relax, they become soft and you breathe calmly. The comforting warmth envelops you, it flows through you from your toes to your fingers. As in a cocoon you are rolled up in blankets and furs and the pleasant warmth brings peace to your body and into your mind. You feel the soft pillow beneath you and you smell the familiar and calming scent of Sesshōmaru. He will be with you soon. You feel pleased and you look into the light of the candle, the only lightsource in the room. The flame flickers on a wooden chest, it dances in the gentle breeze and casts long, soft shadows on the wooden walls. You think about rising from the futon to blow out the candle but you decide against it. Sesshōmaru will do it for you, as he always does when you forget. For a while you stare into the candlelight and let it calm you, then you close your eyes.

As you listen to your own breath, you hear a dull sound from the roof tiles. Not long and you can hear a crackle and rain falls onto the castle roof and the terrace.

The noise of the autumn rain reaches your ear in an even strength and you feel it gently lull you to sleep. Here in the castle, in the Inuclan, with Sesshōmaru by your side, you always feel worry-free, protected and cared for. You feel at ease here and you sigh happily into your pillow and you enjoy how warm and how light you feel like a feather. You have a good life in Sesshōmaru's castle and every day you feel the love of all the demons in the Inuclan for you. Even Jaken likes you very much, and even if he denies that, he has helped you every time you encountered an obstacle. You feel the love of the clan in your heart, in every moment, all the time, now, now ... now ... It gives you incredible strength and energizes you. And your heart flutters like a beautiful butterfly when Sesshōmaru's love envelops you like a caressing sun that always warms you with its rays, that gives you courage and self-confidence in your life, that shows you how much strength you got in you. Sesshōmaru will always be at your side. And you know, if you waver, his arms will catch you. Sesshōmaru has chosen you, he has chosen you.

Before you can think another thought, a new noise interrupts you. The sliding door opens and closes and you hear Sesshōmaru enter. The wood groans under him as he walks past you into the back corner of the room where he blows out the candle. The light goes out and when you open your eyes you see only darkness around you. Slowly your eyes get used to it and you recognize weakly the contours of Sesshōmaru, who leans his swords, Bakusaiga and Tenseiga, against the wooden wall next to you, then lays down his breastplate and shoulder armor.

Without the obi Sesshōmaru's kimono is loose and a weak beam of light from the hallway falls onto the demon lord and for a short moment you see his flawless porcelain skin, his hard, muscular chest. The darkness swallows Sesshōmaru up as he crosses the room once more, away from you. You hear the screeching noises of the hinges and even if you don't see Sesshōmaru in the dark anymore, you hear him take a fresh kimono out of the chest to put it on. Soon you feel Sesshōmaru lifting the blankets and skins and you feel him lying down next to you.

Sesshōmaru puts his arm around you and pulls you closer to his body and your back presses against his hard, warm chest. His hand is running tender, slow circles over your belly, the other is resting on your head where his sharp nails are gently stroking through your hair. You enjoy his touches, his gentleness and caring, and you sigh comfortably. Now that he is so close to you, you smell him even stronger, an extremely masculine smell full of power and strength. Sesshōmaru leans over you and a strand of his long white hair tickles your cheek. You look up and Sesshōmaru returns your gaze warmly. Even in the pale light his eyes shimmer for you like beautiful amber, like shining gold. Sesshōmaru embraces your chin gently, he softly lifts it up and tilts your head to the side. You see him leaning down towards you, but then his face disappears from your field of vision and you suddenly feel his hot breath wandering down your neck. Sesshōmaru's fingers brush slowly over your warm skin at your neck and then under your kimono, and he pushes the fabric aside.

Sesshōmaru's lips kiss your neck to where he marked you, a blue crescent moon adorns your skin between your shoulder and collarbone. Over and over Sesshōmaru caresses you there, full of affection, full of trust and full of pride because you wear his mark on your neck, his sign, the proof for every demon in all four cardinal directions that you belong to Sesshōmaru, that you are his mate, the mate to the daiyōkai of the West ... his ...

You open your lips a little and Sesshōmaru kisses you hungrily. Desiring, eager as the heat of a firestorm and just as passionately he devours you. His hand supports your head while the other is resting on your back. Again and again you feel his lips on yours, you feel Sesshōmaru's power through the kiss, the power of a very strong daiyōkai.

Then you feel Sesshōmaru kissing your mouth corners tenderly. Your eyes are closed and you feel his lips gently touching your lids and leaving a loving, fleeting kiss on your forehead.

"Mate ... mine ...," whispers Sesshōmaru repeatedly into your ear.

Sesshōmaru pulls your body on top of himself. Your face lies on his chest, which lifts and lowers evenly and your hands feel the fabric of his kimono as you are pressed firmly against him. Inner peace fills you, thoughts of what you have experienced today fall away from you. Calmly you nestle closer to Sesshōmaru, he will hold you in his arms all night long. And you know, Sesshōmaru does it for you, you know, demons need little sleep. Sesshōmaru's caring behavior makes you smile, a side of him that he only shows to you and Rin.

"Sleep," says Sesshōmaru in a calm voice.

And some things will probably never change, you think, as Sesshōmaru orders you to fall asleep. You yawn loudly, reach for Sesshōmaru's mokomoko and you use the soft fur as your pillow. And with Sesshōmarus calm breath, the gentle murmur of rain and the pleasant warmth, sheltered and protected, you fall asleep slowly, slowly ... slowly ...