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"So we are," he croons with a grin. He remains still a moment, then peers at the demon through half-lidded eyes. "You'll have to let me go if you want me to undress."

With his nose mere inches from Kexing's throat, Sesshomaru makes a soft, affirmative sound. His grip slowly loosens and he watches Kexing avidly.

"I am Sesshomaru."

"Wen Kexing."

He steps back, just a step, keeping his dark gaze fixed on the demon. Long, deft fingers make quick work of the hidden ties that keep the robes in place. He, too, is curious what this changed body might look like. Once the robes slip away and pool at his feet, Kexing is bare before the other. Though he's lost none of his height, his waist is narrower, hips broader, and the swell of modest breasts tops off the most noticeable changes.

Edited 2022-03-03 02:58 (UTC)

Wen Kexing. Is that a female name? Sesshomaru finds that he doesn't care and he begins to mirror the other, slipping the demonic fluff from his shoulder. Don't mind if it wiggles or complains. He has no use for it at the moment, though they can lay on it.

She is beautiful and after he loosens his armor, dropping it under one of the trees, he approaches her. His usually cool eyes are burning with heat and he slides his fingertips down the center of her chest, between her breasts.

Kexing watches as Sesshomaru divests of his clothes. The wriggling fluff catches Kexing's attention for a moment and he... no, she chooses to ignore it. She's doubtful that it's any immediate danger to her. Her own dark eyes fill with the same heat she feels pooling low in her flat belly. She leans in, a breath away from his lips, a smile curling her own.

"Show me what you want."

His hankimono and hakama join his armor - as do his boots. Then he is as bare as she is, his lean, muscled body free of scars. The markings on his cheeks are repeated on his arms and his sides, so that he almost looks like he has stripes.

He has no trouble showing her exactly what he wants. Lifting her, he carries her to his fur and lays her back on it. Yes, it is as fluffy as it looks. Then he crawls over her and claims her lips in a demanding kiss.

Softness beneath her, a warm body above her... Kexing isn't much for what could be considered exhibitionism, but in this wooded area they're alone and it gives a sense of privacy. She can smell the grass and trees around them and the unique musk of Sesshomaru so close. It's only natural that she wrap those lissome arms around his shoulders, lean up into his hungry kiss, and draw her legs up and apart to make room for him between them.

Her hands stroke across his strong shoulder, over the muscle and sinew of his back, fingers splayed and trailing meaningless patterns over his skin. Ah, but that kiss, the first taste of him id divine. Kexing presses into it, tongue sliding against his in a secret, erotic dance that makes her eager for more.

Anyone who accidentally or purposefully disturbs them will be met with his talons. Sesshomaru is serious about this pursuit and now that he has her, he won't be letting her go until they are satisfied. He knows he is a mate many female demons would risk their lives to obtain. This human woman should feel proud!

It's also fortunate that he can control his venom. She will not be poisoned by his kiss or through the scrape of his talons. He licks at her mouth and her lips with low, purring growls, practically drinking in the taste of her. The heat of her pressed against his body draws his focus from her mouth to the tender opening between her legs. He wants to taste there too. But first, he glides his hands over her, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples with soft kisses.

Kexing arches up beneath him as his hands and mouth begin to wander. Every nerve is too sensitive and she finds that heat pooling in her belly churns like molten fire as Sesshomaru's lips and tongue brush against her nipples. They're usually sensitive in Kexing's normal shape, but even more so like this, and swiftly stiffen under the demon's attention.

He has no intention of denying himself her essence. Once those nipples are hard, he leaves them to the open air and dips his head down swiftly, licking at the tender folds between her thighs. Only a fool doesn't know how to please a woman - in his opinion - and his tongue seeks out her clit first, toying with those nerves.

Dark eyes fly wide and Kexing sucks in sharp gasp. Her hands dart out to thread through Sesshomaru's hair, giving her some sort of anchor to hold on to, if necessary. Having absolutely zero knowledge of a woman's body beyond the most basic, Kexing is taken by surprise by the intensity of the sensation. She moans in encouragement, parting her legs further to allow her lover more room to explore.

Sesshomaru will teach her. A woman's body produces such sweet heat and as his tongue circles her clit, he caresses her opening with his fingertips. Then his tongue is there too, teasing the circle of muscles before he pushes beyond them. He had been right. She is delicious. Her moan spurs him on and he holds onto her thighs as he laps at her walls.

"Ah-!" she moans, fingers curling into those white strands. Her hips jerk, angling for more contact from Sesshomaru's devilish tongue. She can feel herself growing hotter, wetter as his tongue delves between her folds to taste the wet heat there. "Don't stop...!"

Who said anything about stopping? When he takes on any task, Sesshomaru gives it his entire focus. He swirls his tongue and dips in deeper, tasting her, memorizing her. The wetness makes him purr and he reaches up with his thumb to tease her clit. Oh he is careful with his talons; she won't feel them against her tender skin.

Edited 2022-03-04 14:07 (UTC)

Hey, she's new to all this. The heat coiling in her belly grows more intense with each lap of his tongue, each stroke of his thumb. Above her own panted breaths and moans, she can hear the slick, wet sounds as he continues to explore her. It's enough to send a wave of shivers through Kexing's body and she finds her hands tightening in his hair as her climax approaches.

That he can tell too. She hasn't been taken by anyone before and that...intrigues him. But why should that stop him? If anything, that suits his possessive side just fine.

Holding her thighs apart, Sesshomaru purrs against her wet heat and flicks his tongue faster. Oh he has every intention of taking her, but why shouldn't she enjoy herself first? Golden eyes watch Kexing hungrily, waiting for her to tip over the edge.

Dark eyes roll back and her thighs begin to quiver. Her hands scrabble over whatever skin she can reach, nails scraping across his shoulders as she arches up beneath his ministrations. A wave of heat washes over and her body quakes as she tumbles over the edge. Her entrance feels hot and wet, spasming as Sesshomaru continues to lick her.

She is stunning and Sesshomaru wants her. His tongue is replaced, smoothly and swiftly, with the head of his cock. He leans over her, nuzzling her neck and kissing the curve of her breasts. Forcing his way into her doesn't suit him - he is, unknowingly, too like his father - so, even though he is hard, he circles her entrance first.

"This is new." for her.

It takes a moment for Kexing to once more find a coherent thought. His lips are on less sensitive skin and she moans softly at the feel of his erection at her entrance. She nods in answer to his question, since, well, this body is new. She draws her knees up and presses her feet into the fur beneath them to angle her hips upward in invitation. Shivers still run through her body, but she can feel her juices dripping down her ass.

"I want it," she murmurs breathlessly. "I want your cock inside me."

"As you wish."

He admires her courage - sex is often more complicated for a woman and he gives Kexing a faint smile. Her bravery will be rewarded. Sesshomaru runs his hands over her curves and helps her hold her legs in place. Then he makes good use of those juices, slipping inside of her with a shallow thrust. He doesn't give her time to think - he rubs himself against her sensitive walls and then pulls back - only to thrust deeper the next time.

All Kexing knows is that she desires this man. In the back of her mind, she's always curious how different it might feel to have sex with a woman's body. Honestly, if she'd been nervous, she would have suggested he take her ass instead. But the heat of desire and sheer curiosity won out.

She mewls softly as he penetrates her, feeling her sensitive inner walls spreading around his girth. He glides in easily thanks to her wetness and only the natural resistance of her body greets him. Obviously, being a virgin (to a degree), she's tight and her channel grips him firmly as he begins to move.

"Oh! Yes," she calls out in a sibilant hiss.

The desire is obviously mutual and Sesshomaru kisses down her neck, running his tongue over her skin. The scent of her and the feel of her entice and puzzle him. She isn't like any other woman he has encountered. Eventually he will discover the truth on that point, but for now, he is content taking her and making her his for a few blissful moments.

Breaking through her hymen is bound to be uncomfortable and he distracts her with more kisses, his breath hot against her ear. Then it's done. The only thing that grips him is her muscles and he coaxes them to relax with his thrusts. A deep groan rumbles in his chest, akin to his growl in his true form, and he captures her lips for a searing kiss, wanting to lose himself for a little while. Where's the harm?

There's some discomfort, though she assumes that's from her body being unaccustomed to sex this way. He fills her almost uncomfortably, but once he starts thrusting, she's lost. Slick, wet sounds accompany his every move and she moans as his cock rubs against her untouched inner walls. Soft gasps slip from her between heated kisses and she finds her legs wrapping around Sesshomaru's hips, heels digging into his ass to propel him onward.

Demons bite each other - sometimes brutally - during the act. Sesshomaru refrains from introducing her to that part - his "biting" ends up being soft kisses along her slender shoulders. She might feel the impression of his fangs, but nothing more.

The way she wraps around him is perfect and he speeds up his thrusts, driving them relentlessly onward. Gold eyes meet her dark eyes and he wraps her in his arms. If they begin to float...slightly...that's nothing to worry about. Demons bite and tumble and join again and again through the skies.

The graze of his teeth sends a shiver through her body, though she's grateful he doesn't bite. That's something for her husband and even in the throes of passion, she'd be quick to tell him that. She rolls her hips to meet his thrusts, lost in the sensation of him moving in her hot, wet channel. She clings to him with arms and legs, moans amplifying into cries as Sesshomaru chases his pleasure.

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