Evolution of a Daiyoukai by Danyealle-sama

Prelude: Obsession

Evolution of a Daiyoukai

By Danyealle

A.N.  Sesshomaru is very much OOC in this story.  There is a reason for it but if you don’t like OOC, don’t read this.

-Danyealle

Prelude:

Obsession

I will have you, yes I will have you

I will find a way and I will have you

Like a butterfly, a wild butterfly

I will collect you and capture you

-Obsession by Animotion

Because the forest was so quiet the sounds of his grunts and soft growls were magnified, seeming to fill the tiny clearing.  All the animals and insects seemed to sense the power of the great and terrible Western Lord and had vacated the area for somewhere safer.

Snarling, Sesshomaru thrust his hips upwards, fucking his hand rather than letting said hand do the work.  His eyes were screwed tightly shut with his teeth bared in a menacing snarl.  All he wanted to do was cum for fucks sake and he couldn’t manage it!

Growling, he released his hold on his still demanding cock then leaned his head back against the tree he had propped himself on, panting heavily.  Of course his full balls were also protesting loudly, causing the whole of his lower abdomen to ache badly.  Shifting around, a sharp pain shot through his nuts, making him grimace.

Drawing up both knees, he spread them wide apart, planting his feet flat on the ground.  His cock was still out, standing up straight, the head of it reaching his navel, its’ deep, angry red color not fading at all.  Running his fingers through his silver hair he snarled deeply.

Nothing was working!  Every memory and fantasy he had ever used wasn’t doing the trick.

Letting out a sigh, he shut his eyes again and tried to will himself calm.  It was time to go about this a different way; logically.  Giving a divisive snort he wondered when sexual fantasies ever fell in the realm of logic.  Shaking his head, he forced himself back to the correct train of thought.

Concentrating, he started at the natural beginning of things… what partner did he want this time or was it going to be just a faceless female?  Immediately a face floated into focus, one that surprised him; that of the half-breed’s miko, Kagome.  Once that visage came to mind the reason as to why was asked but shunted aside.  Yes, the night before he had stumbled across her and the half-breed in the hot springs near their camp and like any self-respecting youkai had stayed for the show.  That was probably the initial trigger for her being his partner in the fantasy but there was more to it than that and he knew it.  Ignoring the last part he decided now was neither the time nor place to delve into it.

With the cast in place the next thing on the agenda was what role would the little miko take on?  With an ironic internal chuckle he decided that her usual one, the shy, modest, innocent maiden would be perfect.

With the role decided next up was where would the tryst happen?  That piece of the scenario slid in place easily.  There was a small cave hidden deep in the mountains near his fortress that he used from time to time when he needed a sexual partner.  It was the perfect setting.

OK, main character, role and setting in place.   Next… what kind of encounter was this going to be?  Hn…  Was she going to seek him out?  No, that held no interest.  He seek her out?  Snorting, no way he thought.  He didn’t like that at all.  Just take her?  Sneering, he shook his head.  Never had he forced himself on a woman nor would he ever do so.  Reluctant?  A grin spread across his face.  That was it!  She would consent but…  Grin growing, he decided this was going to be most entertaining.

Was there going to be a supporting cast in this little romp?  No, he wasn’t one that was much for group activities when it came to sexual gymnastics.  Only an occasional indulgence in the voyeuristic area with two beings of the fairer sex giving him a show was about as far as he went that direction.  Suddenly a wicked twinkle came to his eyes and he grinned, that self-same grin that made most beings blood run cold when they saw it.  Maybe there would be another person there, just not one that was a direct participant in the activities.  An observer, one that couldn’t interfere but had to watch:  Inuyasha.

On yes, this was going to be good!

Leaning his head back against the tree, his eyes slid shut again and he waited.  It took a couple minutes for his mind to flip through some things and sort around before it set the scene.

Flickering firelight filled the cave, making the shadows dance along the walls.  Standing in front of him in that almost indecently short skirt of hers Kagome looked up into his face, wide-eyed, fear wafting off of her.  “Sesshomaru?”

…

xXx

When Sesshomaru stepped back into camp a short while later Inuyasha watched him carefully as he made himself comfortable on the outer edge, away from everyone.  Something was wrong but the hanyou couldn’t quite place his finger on what it was.  All he knew for sure was that it succeeded in making his hackles rise.  It was also something out of the ordinary, whatever it was.  He decided the best he could do was keep an eye on Lord Asshole and see if he could figure out what it was.

As the night wore on Inuyasha found himself becoming more and more agitated.  That feeling had intensified and he knew something was really wrong but was fucked to figure out what it was.  That bothered him the most.  Something like that, when it came to Sesshomaru, was seriously bad news and could mean nothing but trouble.

Actually, being honest with himself, he would admit that the feeling had left him a touch scared.  No, it wasn’t that he didn’t know what was going on that was the problem.  Whatever the problem was inspired it.  Even worse was the fact that he didn’t know how to go about finding out.  Waiting to figure out whatever it was frightened him as well.  It could mean nothing good.

By that point in time he was doing everything in his power to keep as close an eye on the taiyoukai as he could without being obvious about it.  But he really couldn’t discern anything.  The only thing even a bit out of the ordinary was he seemed to be glancing at Kagome a few more times than normal.  But even that he wasn’t sure about.  It could easily have been his imagination as worked up and high strung as he was.  It was driving him batshit!

xXx

About 1 AM Kagome woke up parched.  After a quick glance around camp to make sure everything was OK, as usual it was quiet and everyone asleep, she ducked into the trees to take care of business then came back and grabbed a bottle of water from her pack.  After a deep, satisfying drink she crawled back into her sleeping bag and shut her eyes.  Then she felt it again; eyes on her, staring.  Quite honestly, she didn’t have to look around to know who it was from.  It was Sesshomaru.  Since the night before he had been watching her for whatever reason.  Honestly, it was unnerving!  He was making sure that no one else saw him looking at her but she had glanced at him several times when that uneasy feeling danced down her spine to see that he didn’t bother to hide the fact that he was looking when no one else was there or glancing his direction.

If him doing that weren’t bad enough the look in his eyes could only be described as predatory.  It was a feral look that spoke of hunger of some kind.  When a predator as skilled and dangerous as Sesshomaru gave you that look it was downright scary!  For the life of her she couldn’t figure out where she had drawn his attention or just what he wanted but it was obvious that he did, indeed, want something from her.

Burrowing deeper in the bag she tried to block out the feeling but just couldn’t.  If he were anyone else she would just out and out ask him what the hell his problem was but, honestly, you didn’t do that with him.  If you did chances were that you wouldn’t get an answer anyway.  But, in this case, she wasn’t entirely sure that if he did answer she would want to know what it was.  The gut check she was getting told her loud and clear whatever it was that was drawing him her direction wasn’t something she would like.

Shivering, she clutched the sleeping bag tighter around her and began to run math problems through her head.  As usual she was asleep within a half an hour’s time, lulled away by boredom.

xXx

Sensing the little priestess finally drift off, Sesshomaru shut his eyes, tense body slowly starting to unwind.  Shifting around, he got into a more comfortable position and tried to relax. 

He would have thought that like all the other times it had happened one bout of self-pleasure would have ended any fascination with the priestess but this time it seemed to have had the opposite effect on him.  It had fueled whatever it was higher for some reason.  Now he was thinking about her even more.  Not only that but the more he focused on her, the more vivid and realistic the fantasies were becoming.  Much to his dismay he found out that even though he had gotten the relief he had desired the day before the fantasy of taking her stayed with him and dominated his thoughts since he had returned from his interlude.  In fact, it was pretty much all he had been able to think about.

Over and over he had played the premise of taking her while the half-breed watched, refining and tweaking the vision each time it started anew.  But that had changed later on.  When Inuyasha had perched in the tree to sleep and was out of his line of sight and immediate senses there was a slight shift in the fantasy.  No longer was the whelp in the fantasy at all.  Instead it was just he and the miko, alone.  Yes, as was his nature, he was the seme and in charge but he was softer, more gentle with her.  Nor was she apprehensive or reluctant.  Instead, she had wanted him and willingly surrendered.  Strange…

Even stranger, at least from his point of view anyway, was that he found the vision of her willing and wanting him far more alluring than the other had been.  Far more stimulating as well.  Not something he would have expected.  Most certainly it was a point that he should ponder as was the reasoning behind it.

Pulling himself back from his ponderings he willed himself to calm down and try to rest.  Even he needed sleep.  Forcing himself focus he began to breathe deeply and before long he started to drift away.  Just before he slid fully into the realm of sleep the little miko once more made a visit and stayed with him for the rest of the night.