Feast for Two by mythicamagic

Chapter 1

AN: For the Sesskag Smutmas event - Day 9.

Warning: Smut and Muzzle Kink

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There were times when testing the last vestiges of control proved especially scintillating. For instance, the way Sesshoumaru's jaw clenched, markings emboldened, and eyes flickered between antique gold and fiery red was always an arousing sight- but Kagome had hungered for more; to see him hang onto the precipice between control and instinct for just a little longer.

Fortunately, Sesshoumaru had agreed. He quite liked testing himself to stay 'restrained' and not touch her for as long as possible. It added to the fever between them, stoking the flames of lust that rendered the air heavy and humid. But a handcuff here and there had progressed into something…else.

Ropes did nothing to stall him if he wished for freedom, nor did chains. Kagome had eventually tried forming cuffs by bending and maintaining her reiki around his wrists through the use of blessed beads. They proved effective. 

After those had come…

"Kagome," a hiss rattled free through metal and leather.

She hadn't thought herself the type to ever use this kind of thing. Maybe 'Sit boy' as a command had been a gateway into something.

"Hm?" she made an innocent noise, straddling her demon and eyeing the clenching of his hands bound to the headboard. He made quite the picture; naked and laid out on his back. Running languid attention down the straining muscles of his arms above his head, blue eyes settled on Sesshoumaru's muzzled face. Golden eyes glared with cold fire. His mouth was obscured by the material of the guard but she could see the beginnings of his inuyoukai traits emerging, spittle coating clenched, gnashing teeth.

"Do you want to say something?" Kagome asked, a challenge ever-present in her eyes. "If you do, go right ahead. Admit it's all too much for you. That's not hard, is it?"

His growl was enough of an answer, stubborn male that he was.

A straining cock nudging between her thighs as he practically dry-humped her for something- any kind of friction, revealed his enjoyment even if he did not care for the muzzle. But believe her- it was necessary. Her body couldn't take another bite mark.

Striped hips jerked and bucked demandingly. Frustration had built and now boiled at a steady simmer that threatened to spill over, but Kagome wasn't quite done. She traced the warm shaft of his impressive cock, teasing the head and wiping away the beads of pre-cum.

Sesshoumaru's body jolted beneath her, strong thighs twitching. Various snarls caressed her hearing, a perfectly feral, strained melody.

"Is this really worth maintaining your pride over?" Kagome smiled and crawled up the length of his bare body, her red holiday negligee leaving little to the imagination.

Impossibly dark golden eyes stared up at her as Kagome settled her knees on either side of his neck. Slit pupils had dilated. Rattling, continuous panting fanned through the gaps in the muzzle. Of course, the position allowed the inuyoukai an uncomfortably close sample of her arousal- unable to escape from the sweet, rich scent. "You could always ask nicely, Sesshoumaru," she murmured, bracing herself over him. "Maybe even…beg? That might get results," her lips curved. "Worth a shot."

Those eyes sparked. "When I get out of this..." he threatened lowly.

Carding fingers through damp silver hair, Kagome tilted his handsome face upright and spread her knees apart, sinking her lace-covered cunt down onto the flat of the muzzle. He groaned so loud she felt the vibration through the metal separating his mouth from her flesh.

"Use your words," she purred, slipping two fingers into her lacy underwear and minding them aside so that he had fully barred 'access' to the view she made, spread invitingly above him yet so out of reach.

"Brat-" he hissed, hot breath fanning against her sex through the gaps in the muzzle. She thought she heard the snap of his teeth, as if straining to bite her. "Wretch-"

"If you're just going to insult me, I'll continue enjoying myself alone until you can be a little more honest," Kagome shrugged, gripping his hair tight and simultaneously rutting against the muzzle and rubbing fast circles against her clit.

A thunderous roar bellowed beneath her, shooting a storm of pleasure through her limbs and turning them to jelly. Goosebumps raised on pale flesh. It felt immensely satisfying to have such a powerful male straining for control between her thighs- wrestling with the need to fuck her senseless. He trashed and twisted, legs kicking out and thumping onto the mattress- toenails curling to scrape and dig harsh tears into the covers.

Kagome tightened her thighs and released his hair to brace a hand against the wall, refusing to be thrown off. With a grin, she pushed two fingers deep into herself. She could hear the sound of her own wetness now, and rode her fingers with quick jolts of her hips. She forced her moans to come out a little louder with a playful gleam in her eye.

Sesshoumaru looked up the length of her body, watching the bounce of her breasts for a moment before their hazy eyes met. He moaned, the sound ragged, almost pained now.

"Mate-"

"Yes?" she panted.

His tongue elongated. She could tell, because something wet whispered against her cunt while she pumped her fingers. It was a mere flick, desperately catching a bead of her juices. Kagome gasped at the contact, looking into deep ruby red eyes.

"Please," managed to rattle free from the confines of his faceguard. 

Kagome gentled and immediately caved, admitted too aroused to deny him further. She twisted her body to face the other way in a reverse cowgirl set up, but bent over, kissing his cock in the perfect position for mutual oral. She needed the breather for those few seconds.

Things were about to get rough. She knew it with certainty.

There was just the barest hint of fear in the back of her mind when she released him during times like this. When no trace of the smirking demon lord that she'd married remained. But that flicker of fear only sweetened the pleasure. With a motion from her shaking hand, she released the reiki binding his bound wrists- and Sesshoumaru snapped them apart.

He immediately ripped the muzzle off with desperate savagery, tossing it aside and grabbing her by the hips- thrusting the length of his elongated tongue inside her clenching cunt.

"AH!"

Kagome's eyes flew wide, gripping him by the thighs and choking. She quickly tried suckling on the head of his cock and taking him into his mouth. Now it was a matter of making him cum. If he released, his mind would clear.

The slick jagged tongue inside her squirmed and flicked. It dragged along the length of her clenching walls, and Kagome cried out around his length. Shit.

Two strong arms wound around her back and stomach, practically pinning her perked up ass against his mouth. Teeth and tongue scraped her cunt, ferally sucking and lapping at the slickness of her arousal. Sesshoumaru was relentless. He snarled and dove deeper, trashing his face to swivel her hips and feel the full force of his tongue stretching her.

"Mnph!" Kagome choked, feeling his cock hit the back of her throat as lean hips thrust up as well, both sensations inside her becoming dizzyingly rough. Tears pricked her eyes. Everything fell away, the world outside, even the stuffy bedroom that had become enclosed with the smell of their sex.  Faster and faster his tongue pumped, and Kagome weakly ground against it.

Sesshoumaru snarled and stilled her movements, turning his face to bite her thigh. Kagome jerked and cried, a rush shooting all the way down to her toes. All she could do was brace herself against him then, arousal only rendering his tongue slicker inside her sex until she shamelessly came with a shaky cry.

His own release was far less subtle than the new juices joining his mouth. His seed was a violent spurt that had her coughing and choking, eyes burning. However, her own sense of pride overwhelmed her. Kagome straightened, lips leaving his cock with a wet noise. She swallowed the saltiness of his release,  panting wildly.

When she'd gathered enough of her shattered senses to twist around partially, Kagome met the hooded gaze of her mate.

Her body stiffened in alarm. It wasn't enough?

Sesshoumaru's face remained partially transformed, hair rumpled and eyes glowing. Spittle coated teeth were revealed as his lips curved, saliva clinging to his mouth and chin from the muzzle.

Kagome squeaked at the blur of motion- the world turning- head hitting the mattress. She felt her cheek be pressed into the covers, forced down by a large, twitching hand buried in ebony locks.

The bed groaned from their combined weight, his body bracing over hers. A warm, strong press of flesh.

"Do you… want to say something?" the gravelly words rumbled in close, coloured by instinct. "If you do… go right ahead," teeth snapped against her ear, and she could sense the smile in his voice now, blood heating in answer like the animal she was when in his arms. "Admit it is all too much for you. That is not so hard, now is it?"

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