Captured Love by alakeshadow

Working Up To Pleasure

Captured Love

By alakeshadow

Disclaimer: We should have a vote: either the fans own Inuyasha - or Takahashi owns Inuyasha. I'm sure then that it's be different since the fans WAYYYYY outnumber little old her. *Sigh* Until that wishful day however, no, Inuyasha doesn't belong to anyone but her (God damn it). Also, the movie "Labyrinth" is not mine. As stated below, they belong to other people.

A/N: This is a one shot I've had for a while on my laptop. I actually wrote it a while ago and then forgot all about it when I went to Japan and then had it fry itself on me. Oh well, either way, I felt like finally posting it since I'm taking a break from my other stories (and don't get on my case...it's only a one shot so its not like my attention will be directed on it after this). It's mostly PWP (which for those of you who don't know means Porn Without Plot). This fanfiction is based on the 1986 fantasy film, "Labyrinth" which was directed by Jim Henson, produced by George Lucas, and was then designed through the art of Brian Froud. It stared David Bowie and a teenage Jennifer Connelly who were absolutely amazing together if I do say so myself (too bad he's married with kids, not to mention bisexual...but oh well.) This movie is one of my favorites. I might've made this into a real fanfiction with more chapters but then I decided a one shot would be better. This story is basically set in the movie but with different dialogue, and some different scenes from the original movie. It stars the Inuyasha characters Kagome and Sesshomaru (oh, by the way, in the movie everything is goblin-oriented but in this case I made them demons instead just as a FYI detail). This story is meant to just be ONE BIG LEMON so if you don't want to read that kinda stuff DON'T READ THIS. ALSO-to those of you who don't know the movie "Labyrinth" you might find yourself having a bit of trouble following along - for the cliff notes version see below. Besides that, enjoy - and long live Kagome and Sesshomaru!!!!

SUMMARY OF "Labyrinth" MOVIE (as written on Wikipedia.com): Sarah Williams (Jennifer Connelly) is a 15-year-old who loves fantasy and playing dress-up. The movie opens with a scene of Sarah rehearsing lines from her book Labyrinth in the park. Sarah, who is trying to remember the final line of a speech in the book, loses track of time, forgetting that she must babysit her infant half-brother, Toby, that night. When she remembers this task, she runs home only to find her stepmother waiting angrily for her. They quarrel, after which the stepmother leaves with Sarah's father on a date, while Sarah remains behind to babysit Toby. Here, the already furious Sarah realizes her treasured teddy bear, Lancelot, is missing from her room. Storming into Toby's room, she finds Lancelot and shouts at Toby. He begins to cry; Sarah, possibly to tease him further in revenge, begins rehearsing more lines from Labyrinth. The part of the story she cites tells of a young woman granted special powers by the king of the goblins. According to the story, the girl (whom Sarah apparently uses to represent herself) could no longer stand her life's conditions and wishes for goblins to take away her screaming baby brother. As she ends the story and turns off the light, she remarks, "I wish the goblins would come and take you away...right now". Toby's crying suddenly stops. Worried, Sarah enters his room, to find that Toby has vanished.

A barn owl flutters through the opened window and transforms into the goblin king Jareth (David Bowie), who tells her that he has taken the baby as she had beseeched. Appalled at the realization of what she had done, Sarah begs for the return of her brother. Jareth gives her 13 hours in which to solve his great maze, called the Labyrinth, and find Toby. If she fails, Jareth will turn him into a goblin and keep him forever.

The Labyrinth is not a simple maze; the pathways and openings in the walls of the maze change from time to time, and are riddled with logic-puzzles and tests. At its entrance, Sarah finds Hoggle, a dwarfish goblin, spraying fairies with a solution that stuns them so that they will not bite him. She bribes him with plastic jewelry to lead her through the maze. Although he eventually sides with Sarah, it is later revealed that he is a halfhearted operative deployed by Jareth. Sarah's other companions, acquired along the way, are Sir Didymus, a chivalrous, fox-like knight who rides a sheepdog called Ambrosius, lives near the Bog of Eternal Stench, and guards a bridge to uphold a sacred oath; and Ludo, a giant, furry, gentle beast she rescues from some of Jareth's goblins. Ludo has the unique ability to summon boulders by howling. Sir Didymus has sworn a solemn oath with his lifeblood to let no one cross the bridge leading from the bog without his permission. Sarah manages to overcome this promise by simply asking for permission to cross; being extremely polite, he grants it.

Sarah and her friends experience a variety of adventures, including an encounter with detachable-limbed revelers known as "The Fire Gang", who try to remove Sarah's head; a detour through the Bog of Eternal Stench; a stop at the Four Guards, where she must solve a Raymond Smullyan-inspired Knights and Knaves logic puzzle to avoid certain death; a junkyard-like recreation of her own bedroom; and a hallucinogen-induced masquerade ball. There, Jareth attempts to keep her until the 13th hour by dancing with her. She breaks free of his spell and makes her way into the castle beyond the goblin city. Her means of overcoming the obstacles are logical thought, recollection of her purpose, and the aid of her friends. Most of the obstacles are put in her path by Jareth, who (as Sarah herself had stated to Toby) has become slightly enamoured of her and desires her to forsake her task in favor of reciprocating his feelings.

The film climaxes in Jareth's multi-dimensional M. C. Escher-inspired castle, wherein he makes a final appeal for her to abandon her quest and stay with him. She defeats him by reciting her monologue from the beginning of the movie, including the line she could not remember: "You have no power over me". The room crumbles away, whereupon Sarah finds herself in the front hall of her home with the clock striking midnight and the barn owl (Jareth) flying away.

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Running through the Labyrinth blindly, her eyes were barely able to focus on any of the things surrounding her; they were so full of tears. Reaching out, her long pale fingers met stone and she cried out as she smashed headlong into another wall of rock, unable to stop herself in time. She cursed out loud at the pain, sobbing wildly, her wild raven hair streaming messily around her shoulders as she collapsed to the sandy ground and wailed.

Why was she here? No...she knew why...and it was all her fault she was in this mess! She had wished for them to take Sota away - had wished bitterly that her screaming younger brother would just disappear...that the demons would just take him out of her sights. Never knowing that all her dreams were real...that all the daydreams she had fantasized and dreamt were true! There really WAS a demon city, and there WAS a labyrinth, and there WAS a-

She gave a choked scream and slammed her fist against the wall, biting her lip at the pain it brought her to do so, and curled into a ball where she sat, her knees tucked under her chin. Without thinking, she began to rock steadily back and forth, fingers digging into the green schoolgirl skirt that she wore as part of her uniform.

She didn't want to think about it anymore! She wanted just to wake up and have all of it be a dream that she could laugh about when she went down to breakfast and got scolded by her mother for arriving home late last night from her foolish fantasizing! She wanted her teddy bears and her books! She wanted the feel of her bed beneath her as she stretched herself out realizing this had all just been a nightmare.

"I wish...I wish this had never happened!" She wept to herself, her white blouse sleeve becoming stained with her tears as she wiped them away.

"I wish Sota and I could be free of this place!"

But they couldn't. She had to solve the labyrinth to get her little brother back and than escape...and she only had eight hours left. She was nowhere near the castle - and all around her monsters and unseen forces were continuously blocking her path. She had no choice now...she had to give up and go back - explain somehow what had happened to Sota to her parents - lie...something. They would never believe her if she told them the truth. If she told them about Jaken, the little toad demon who kept helping her through the labyrinth and than leaving her when he got scared – or the fire cat Kirara that she had found tied up in the air to be tortured to death by demon minions and whom she had then rescued – or even Sir Shippo, the little fox demon who had sworn to protect her on her journey - they would never believe her! How could she tell them that the King of the Demons had fallen in love with her and sought to-?

She gasped, drawing air in and out trying to calm herself. She was nineteen years old and look at her...bawling like her baby brother had been when she had foolishly called the demons to take him away. Wiping her eyes again, she reached up, her fingers grasping the stonework of what she now recognized to be connected to a gate. Using it to help herself up, she shakily stood and looked around, seeing nothing but more stonewalls winding in and out of each other. For all she knew this entire place could have just been an entire living entity created solely for the purpose of tricking and deceiving all who came within. She felt like some kind of wild animal – some sort of prey for the labyrinths hungry belly. She could turn the corner and this gate would be gone and replaced with a dead end should she turn back to it. When she had used her lipstick to draw arrows on the stones to show herself the ways she had gone, she would come back to find them flipped around or gone altogether, and here and there, after going in circles for a long enough time, she would meet strange creatures that made no sense to her.

Looking around her, she bit her lip, feeling the tears well up again in her eyes. She knew a way to end it...she knew that at any moment she could call out to Him and he would come to her...but at a price. Yet she no longer cared...or did she? She was sick of almost getting killed, and being lost and scared! She was tired and hungry, her once pristine clothes now dirty and torn, her plain black shoes scuffed and caked with mud and grime. Sniffling, she hiccupped, looking out over the stonewalls to see part of the castle holding her brother...part of His castle.

The Demon King.

Standing a little taller, she opened her mouth and licked her dry lips. At first, nothing came out, and she gagged, feeling her throat close off from the tears. She tried again, her voice coming out cracked and parched from lack of water.

"Sess...Sesshomaru-"

"Yes?" And he was there, bleeding away from the lumpy shadow of a nearby tree and stonewall. She cried out at his sudden appearance and clutched at the wall that she had run into earlier, somewhat unsure of what to do now that she had brought him to her.

'Foolish...you're so foolish!' Her mind whispered scathingly and she winced, knowing that her conscience was right. There was no way she would be able to pull herself out of this mess...so what now? She'd called Him already...she had no other choice but to make him a deal...see if maybe she could trade him something of value in return for her brother, money...her jewelry...something.

But even as she thought about it, the only real object of value that she knew he'd want was right at his feet. It was her. And the realization of it made her entire body go numb with terror.

"You called my name young one. What is it you would like?" He said, his white fangs flashing in the sunset, making her gulp. She noticed his long silver hair brushed the ground as she looked away from his face and watched as it caught at the wind formed from angry gray clouds above them. Shaking, her eyes shut themselves tightly, trying to find a way to think of a plan of action. Damn it...she should have done that before! Her lack of common sense was incredible in situations like this!

But she already knew what she had to do. She'd known for a while even if she hadn't wanted to admit it.

"I...I did yes." She whispered, coming away from the wall. One delicate silver eyebrow raised itself in question, and she gulped again, willing herself to calm down enough to speak. There was a pause and the Demon King disappeared, reappearing at her shoulder. Crying out in surprise, she spun away from him into the wall, her chest heaving. She felt once more like a deer trapped in a corner by some sort of wild animal and as if reading her mind he smiled again, sparkling white robes fluttering around his form as he moved away from her a bit to give her space. She remained where she was, finally drawing in a breath to speak only to have him cut her off.

"I told you to give up girl. The labyrinth is too dangerous. Your little brother will remain here with me." His burning eyes caught hers with the words and she felt the tears prickle inside of herself again. He opened his mouth to continue.

"You win-!" She burst out unexpectedly and he sucked in a breath as she looked into his eyes, the tears threatening to overwhelm her before she angrily wiped them away.

"You were right...I'm tired of playing your games - so fine, you win! I'm a human, so of course I could never have made it through this - but you knew that already - and you told me so! Just let it be over...please let me have my brother back!"

She hated giving up...hated admitting that something was too hard for her...but did she have a choice? She was in all seriousness under his thumb so to say. She couldn't leave his world unless he brought her back to hers, couldn't, after five days, solve his labyrinth test, and most of all, she couldn't fight him...she never had been able too. Even in her dreams. The thought made her shiver in remembrance and she turned her face away as a flash of them raced through her mind.

He sighed, shaking his head in discontent.

"Kagome, you disappoint me. We both know I can't do that - you wished me to take him and I did. You cannot undo what has already been done so just go back home and play with your toys like I told you to. All you need do is say the words and I will bring you back."

He had told her that...he'd told her those words so many times, so why didn't she go? What was she playing at? She could go free whenever she liked...but her brother couldn't. Her brother who would turn into a demon if he stayed here for too long. The thought made her stand up a little taller, her backbone finally beginning to show itself.

"Then I'll give you something else instead!" She said, rushing forward blindly, no longer caring about herself or about what she wanted, as long as her brother got back home to their mom and dad. As long as she could at least right one wrong she had caused.

"You have nothing in which to exchange-"

"You can have me!" She said, fighting to keep the desperate tone of out her voice. Her tears finally began to fall and when he made no response she hesitated, closing the two steps between them and grabbing his sleeve, feeling the warm skin beneath the soft fabric and flinching.

"Take me...it's what you want-" She whispered, their eyes meeting briefly before she looked away from him in shame to instead look at his chest.

"You would stay here with me for the rest of eternity? After all of this time fighting me off at every turn? After denying me every night in your dreams?" At his last statement something hot rushed through her and she shivered before she could help herself. He drew away from her and began to circle around her figure, his robes and hair swishing behind him as he did so.

"You would leave your entire life, your friends, your family, everything, in return for your little cry-baby brother whom you were so careless as to lose in the first place?" He asked incredulously, his eyes seeming to burn into her very soul.

"Yes. Just bring him back..." She said, the words coming out as a pathetic sob. Fatigue was starting to settle over her, she had been in the labyrinth for over five days with hardly any water and little to no food, hardly daring to sleep more than an hour at a time because of the possible dangers hidden in the maze around her. As it was, Kirara had disappeared when they had been on their way here through the forest...and Jaken had run away before she had rescued the cat demon. Shippo had gone off searching for food but then never returned, and now she was alone, running out of time she didn't have. Once the remaining hours were over neither she nor her brother could return home...and she would have accomplished nothing since the man before her would get both of them.

"Swear to it."

His words jerked her from her thoughts and she sniffled, wiping her eyes on her sleeve.

"What?"

His eyes seemed to burn deeper into her and she took a step back in terror before he closed the space between them again.

"Swear that you will stay willingly here with me." She bit her lip, her hands fidgeting with one another as he watched her with his powerful stare.

"You have five seconds-" She grabbed his arm again to cut him off and bit at her lip once more.

"Yes." She whispered her voice so soft he almost didn't hear her. But he did. And she had said what he had wanted to hear from her for so long. There was a pause between then and he leaned in closer to her.

"Say it again...louder." He murmured, his hand grasping her face and tightening his grip slightly. She flinched but looked at him again, licking her lips to ease away the pain in them.

"I swear it...I'll stay here with you of my own choice as long as you being Sota back." There was a pause and then she heard him chuckle, a soft sound that frightened her more than anything else he had ever said to her.

"Very well." He released her, lightly clapping his hands together once, and she felt some sort of shockwave rush through her body, to disappear in the direction of her brother.

"Wish your little brother back home then." He said gesturing towards the castle. She nodded and closed her eyes.

"I wish Sota was back at our house with mom and dad." She opened her eyes in time to see him raise one clawed hand in the air and draw a small sign that sparkled in the wake of his fingers. There was a small pop as it imploded onto itself and then it was gone, smoke dissipating into the air from where it had just previously been.

"It is done. Your brother is back home." He looked back down at her, his lips forming into a kind of cruel smirk that made her heart beat faster.

"And they all will have no memory of you from this time forth. To the human world you have never existed. And you will remain here, at my side, because now..." In one fluid movement, his arm snaked around her waist, pulling her to him and she gave a small squeak of surprise as she felt her body meet hard, unyielding flesh.

"...you belong to me." She could not bear to look at him and he gave her that small gift by not forcing her to. Seconds later, they had melted back into the shadows and her tears fell freely onto her already tear-stained blouse. Only now, her sobs were silent, because she no longer had a home...she had the labyrinth instead, and she was trapped for all time, in here, with him.

*****

They reappeared inside the castle in a large room decorated in shades of black and burgundy. On the walls hung tapestries with fringed borders celebrating crests designed with different predatory animals. There was a bed made to match the walls outfitted in burgundy silk and white brocade. Beside it was a small powder desk with a large gilded mirror. Other than that the room was bare and cold. She closed her eyes, remembering her room back home with her teddy bears and writing desk, her lamp and alarm clock...her cat Buyö...

She pulled away from him as soon as she touched the ground. Unperturbed, he deftly caught her wrist, pulling her back to him and she had no time even to gasp as he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her, his mouth hungrily swallowing hers in a way that she could hardly bring herself to fight back. Tired and scared, she allowed him to do as he wished, his tongue sliding along hers, drawing it into his mouth. She pushed him away when she felt his hold lesson, her hands coming up to her mouth and he growled.

"You must wish to bathe." He said huskily, making her shiver, her mouth still tingling from his touch. His eyes never leaving hers, his hand pointed into another connecting room.

"Your bathing chambers are in there. If you are hungry call my name again and I will bring you food." Unable to nod, she simply continued to gape at him until he forced his eyes from hers and turned, his body melting away into the dusky shadows. For a long while she stared after him, her hands still held to her mouth.

"What have I done?" She whispered, slowly sinking back onto the bed, her eyes swirling with thick frothy tears.

"What have I said?" She buried her face in her hands as she began to weep quietly, her petite body shuddering from the force of them.

What had she done? She'd quit...just like that. She still would have had a chance to solve the labyrinth - she still could have made it to the Demon City and from there the castle - by herself! Why had she quit?

'Because I didn't have any time...'

Burying her face on the silk coverlet she screamed out her terror and anxiety. What could she do now but stay and work beneath his will? No...she had no choice but to remain...in return for her brother's sake - a sake which she had deliberately thrown away in the form of a wish - a blind and foolish wish - to remove him from her life. It was all because of her selfishness that she was here and so she had no one else to blame but herself for anything that happened to her.

Sniffling, her tears dry and her head aching, she sat up and walked across the room as if moved by Marriott strings to the doorway leading to her new bathroom and entered, entranced by what she saw. Everything was made of polished stone, and in front of her, a large stone tub was carved into a wall of rock, hovering almost three feet in the air with a space beneath it and the ground. Identical stone stairs with their edges smoothed into the faces of snarling fanged animals led up to it. The thing was more a small pool than a tub like she had had at home but it was certainly more elaborate than any pool she had ever seen. As she watched, water from an unseen source began to fill it's depths as if by magic, and she gasped, taking a step back and bumping into the carved stone sink, its handles carved into animal heads that matched the stairs.

Breathing deeply, she glanced around to see if there were any more structures and saw a hole carved into a far corner of the room, which she assumed to be a toilet. Shuddering, she thought of the toilets back in her time and gave a small scream as there was a sudden cracking sound and a blob of ceramic-colored wax began working its way up, but as she watched, it evened out to become a western style toilet like the one she had at home, hardening and then becoming shiny as its appearance took on that of porcelain.

Looking back at the tub, now filled with steaming water, she toughened her resolve and walked towards it, the clear liquid beckoning her tired body. Looking around as if expecting to see one of the monster-demons or even Sesshomaru himself, she bit her lip when she saw no one and turned back, slowly pulling her blouse over her head and putting it over the rim of the sink. As she did so, a small stool made of marble appeared beside her feet and she looked wildly around once more, certain she'd see Sesshomaru's burning eyes, his hands directing everything she was thinking into reality.

"Stop it Kagome...its magic that's all." Feeling a little more secure, she hesitantly placed the garment onto it, catching a glimpse of gold in the process. Curiously, she picked up the blouse and stared, her mouth opening slightly in wonder. Gold was etched into the stone like filigree, into its sides and on the seat. Precious stones she recognized to be emeralds and cleanly-cut diamonds were also set into the gleaming wood surface and she bit at her lip again as she realized what a fortune it would have earned in her world...had she been home.

Straightening up, she slid off her skirt and placed it on top of her blouse, her bra and panties soon accompanying it. Shivering slightly in the cold air, she hurried to the stone steps and noticed offhandedly that what looked like black diamonds had been carved into the eyes of the animals making them gleam almost unnaturally. Covering her breasts on an impulse, she quickly descended the six tiny stairs, and looked down into the steaming water. It looked deep and she didn't see a railing to hold on to. She had only to wait a minute before a set of stairs like the others appeared leading down into the water. Noticing this time that the animals were assorted marine life instead of land mammals, she placed one foot gingerly in the water and found it hot, but enough so to enter uncomfortably. Doing so, she forgot where she was for a moment and sunk down into the soothing liquid, her long black hair swirling around her as she sat down on the step and leaned against the side of the tub, her head tipped back onto the rim. Without meaning to, her mind began to wander, and she thought of shampoo and soap like she had at home. As she did so her eyes closed and when she opened them, wasn't surprised to see the exact copy of her bathing toiletries on a small stone shelf that had appeared along with them on the rim of the bathtub.

Soaking for a little while longer, she suddenly took in the smell of lily of the valley, one of her favorite flowers, the heady perfume relaxing her even more. Looking down, she saw that the water had turned a milky white, a matching white loofa appearing in the tray beside her other materials. Taking it and a bar of soap that had the same scent as her water, she washed herself and than did her hair, her mind temporarily forgetting about her imprisonment as she cleaned away five days of grime and sweat.

*****

Sitting beside the large window adorning his bedroom, he leaned his shoulder against the frame, his eyes unseeing as they stared down into the city below. He had her. After all of this time she was finally his...so why wasn't he down there with her? What had possessed him to leave her in peace like he had? After he had finally won her like that? His eyes refocused and he turned to look over his shoulder at the intimidating set of stone doors. He could go now if he wanted to...right now. So why didn't he? Right now she would be bathing...her pale white skin shining in the water, her long raven hair glistening against that same pale skin-

He glanced back out the window.

He wanted her...he wanted her just as he had wanted her for the past three years...so much so he could barely stand it. He wanted her body, her spirit, her soul - all of it, wrapped around his little finger just as she unknowingly had him around hers.

He paused, his body tensing. He wanted her love. Oh God but to have her love...

He closed his eyes, his silver hair blowing away from his face as a breeze blew through his room. God but all he had ever wanted was her...was Kagome. Ever since she had first picked up his book...an enchanted book telling of the mysteries inside. He'd put it there on earth to trap some unknowing soul into becoming another of his servants, but when he had looked through and seen her...he couldn't. Something had stopped him. Instead he'd wanted a challenge, he'd wanted to make her come to him. So he'd given her certain powers such as to call away people whom she no longer wanted to see...and she hadn't even known it until he'd taken Sota from her.

His eyes opened slowly, his mouth pursing slightly at his thoughts, and he looked back at the door. He could go down to her right now...could go into her room and force her out of that tub and into his arms, her smooth silky skin coming against his own. It was a thought that made him grown softly and his eyes closed once again as he pictured her body beneath his, her eyes closed, her hair falling around her naked form as he rode her-

There was a knock on the door and his eyes shot open.

"Enter." His said, his chilly voice seeming to boom inside the large room as one of his servants entered, leaving a tray of food on a nearby table before quietly leaving.

He glanced at the food before looking back out the window.

She had given up everything to save her brother from turning into a demon like him and his minions...and now she was here with him as a result. Watching her off to the side, he had seen her face fire demons that had tried to tear her apart, followed her progress as she had fallen down hidden traps in the earth, been forced to travel all day and night without food or at times even water...and he had watched it all, part of himself miserable during every moment of it. So many times he had wanted to save her...so many times when she had defied him and unknowingly come closer and closer to her brother had he wanted nothing more but to clear a path and bring her there to him, simply because her strength was so great. Every time he had forced himself to look away because it was her battle, her own adventure. She had to fight in order to get back what she wanted...and she had. When she had called him to her he had not intended to give up her brother...had intended on only tricking her into believing he would release her brother and then ensnare them both...but at the look in her eyes...that sad, miserable look...and after all that time of watching her fight and battle on - he couldn't do it to her. So in a moment of weakness he had kept his word to her and freed that which she had sought for so long.

He stood with the softness of an owl taking flight and grabbed a large turkey leg that was on the platter of food. Eating it quietly, his mind wandered further and further away, wondering what he would do now...and then he stopped chewing because he knew. Almost tossing the turkey leg back on the tray he flicked his wrist and the stone door swung open with a groan of stone on stone. Below was the staircase that spiraled down to her quarters. Hurriedly, he strode down them, intent on his new goal and when he reached her door, he stopped, his mind still working furiously before he pushed it open, the smell of lily of the valley and her own gentle aroma reaching his nose. He suddenly realized she was not in the bath but on the bed, snuggled deeply beneath the covers, fast asleep.

His mind stopped, a fast moving train that had suddenly run out of track, and he stared at her. Walking forward as if unaware of what he was actually doing he leaned over her on the bed. Unawares, she slept on, the delicate line of her jaw calling out to him. He leaned down and licked his tongue along it, watching her shift slightly before going still once again and smiled, suddenly changing his plans for what he would do to her. Reaching into his robes he pulled out a round glass orb, looking into it and seeing what he wanted before glancing down at her, the glass orb floating from his fingertips to land on the space over her heart. He watched her breathing pause for a second before she gave a soft sigh, falling under his spell as the glass orb began to work the magic he had wished into it. He smiled, licking a path across her jaw once again and this time not feeling her stir as she had before.

"Get ready my pet...for you will not wake up the same way in which you went to sleep."

*****

She stared around her, taking in white and silver wall hangings, long white candles in wax-encrusted candelabras hanging everywhere around her. Everything was sparkling and shinning, as if faeries had placed some sort of spell on everything and yet for some reason she was shrouded in darkness, feeling drawn forward to the lights and the music by some unseen force. She walked forward, stepping into the brightness of it all and becoming temporarily blinded.

Opening her eyes after a few brief moments she found that they had grown accustomed to it and looked around. There were dancers in beautiful dresses and masks everywhere before her – reminding her of the trip to Venice with her- She stopped. With her what? She scrunched up her nose slightly when she didn't remember, her eyes scanning the elaborate room once again and seeing nothing that sparked her memory. With her what? What had she gone to Venice with? A person or group of some sort perhaps?

She brought a hand to her head to rub her temple and that was when she realized that she was in an extravagant silver dress that sparkled with her every movement. She felt something soft against her cheek and realized that it was her hair, ribbons and matching silver flowers made of lightweight glass and polished metal artfully intertwining throughout it. She looked out over the room again and realized that it was a ballroom, a stairwell to her right leading up to a second floor where more of the elaborately dressed dancers were talking or dancing with one another. Everyone around her was laughing – the smells of perfume and the gentle aroma of tallow candles hanging in the air like a shroud, drawing her in, intoxicating her in a way she'd never experienced before.

She felt like she was looking for something but didn't know what it was.

She looked around again and paused when she saw a figure dressed in blue standing before the colorful crowd of reds and beiges. He was holding up a mask resembling a gothic-style gargoyle face to his own by its long handle, hiding his true features from her gaze. She stared, feeling her heart beat faster, her lips parting as if to call out to him before she realized she couldn't place him – only knew that he was very familiar to her even though she couldn't remember his name. He stood out vividly against the pale background and brightly colored guests and she felt her self draw a quick intake of breath as he lowered his mask, bright amber eyes like gemstones sparkling at her from his handsomely pale features. She lowered the hand that had been touching her hair and made her way slowly towards him, feeling the need to do so well up in her heart. He smiled at her as she did so before a dancing couple swept by him and was suddenly gone. Frowning, she melted into the throng of partygoers, gasping when one couple knocked her to the side. When she looked up she saw those same eyes, like two tiny amber stones looking at her before they were lost again amidst the swirling fabrics and closely compacted bodies and she pressed on.

She found herself at the stairwell and began to descend it, trying not to push her way through the people lounging all around her. Almost halfway up she saw a decadently dressed man holding open the lid of some sort of box for some other guests to look into, drawing back with a squeal of laughter as they jumped in surprise. Curiously, she drew closer, watching the others look over their shoulders at her and frown before drawing away to let her through. She stopped before the man and he smirked at the others before slowly lifting the lid again. She leaned forward, her dark waist length hair falling over her shoulder only to give a gasp as a snake popped forward from its dark interior making her take a step back, almost tripping and falling down the stairs. The figures around her laughed and this time she did push her way through, confusion swirling through her, feeling a sort of dull fear pass through her chest before it too soon faded away.

She caught sight of the blue clad figure again and once again made her way through the crowd towards him only to find that he was gone again when she got there. Giving a frustrated sigh she continued on, looking at the couples dancing around her before suddenly stopping, seeing the figure she had been chasing all this time all of ten feet away from her, just standing there, watching her. She felt something almost like longing well up in her throat and felt it tighten, her lips parting again only to have no sound come out.

He began walking towards her, his steps controlled, even, in a way that reminded her of a dog stalking a rabbit but she ignored it. In the next instant he was in front of her, close enough that if she leaned forward slightly their chests would touch. He didn't say a word to her, only reached out with one hand in an invitation to dance and she accepted instantly, without any thought of saying no. His fingers were warm and gentle around hers and when he first swept her up against his body she actually gasped, sudden longing rushing through like she had never felt before.

He brought her closer as they began to move and the music seemed to grow louder. Someone was singing – the words floating like ethereal phantoms above their heads and she listened closer, watching the other guests around her as they bumped into them, his body bringing her closer to him in order to keep her away from the jostling. She stared at everything around her, lost, uncomprehending of what was going on. She had no idea who she was, had no idea where or what she was doing here – but the feel of his arms, the way his body engulfed her in his made her forget all her worries. She surrendered to it, looking back up at him, her eyes widening as she saw his lips moving to the words above her. She felt something in her chest tighten at the look he was giving her – at the desire held so completely in-check inside him and yet not, bubbling beneath the surface like rushing water beneath ice.

She swallowed, her eyes unconsciously sliding to his lips and then up, feeling that self-same desire, feeling that for some reason she needed to feel him against her skin instead of the dress she was wearing. The hand at her waist tightened softly, moving her hips closer into his and she gasped again, her eyes closing slightly as even through all of the layers of clothing she felt him, hard and urgent against her. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers tangling in the silver strands of his hair, watching in fascination as the unnaturally soft strands slid like spider web silk through her fingertips.

She felt his own hands tighten more around her waist and looked into his eyes, melting even more at the blazing fire now roaring within them. Without even realizing it she pressed herself against him in response and his head bent slightly, silver hair falling around them like a curtain as their bodies went still, the occasional jostle the only thing that kept them connected to the outside world. She tilted her face up, her eyes closing even more as his lips gained in proximity to hers. When they finally met she felt herself gasp as liquid fire instantly flashed through her from the contact. Her knees buckled under her, and she would have fallen if not for his strong arms. The action caused her body to become crushed into his and she felt her lips open more beneath his as if they had a mind of her own.

Their tongues clashed and she shuddered, her hands grasping the soft tresses of his hair as she felt his hands press her hips against him harder making her gasp again. His mouth became more urgent and she let it, willingly allowing his to mold her lips whichever way he wanted. He growled against her mouth and she shivered again, feeling him body move slightly against hers, the friction causing her stomach to quiver wantonly.

"Kagome..." He breathed against her lips before attacking them once more, his tongue sliding across hers, nibbling at it slightly with his fangs.

She moaned in response. He knew her name...and suddenly she knew his too, but just as she began to say it, his hands thrust her up into his waiting erection and she threw her head back, breaking off the kiss as he did it again, his mouth beginning to trace light, nipping kisses along the delicate white skin of her neck.

"Sesshomaru-" That was his name – and suddenly she felt everything around her melting away, felt her body beginning to move through space and time only to feel the cool silk sheets of her bed at her suddenly bare back, her near-naked body suddenly covered by his.

She felt as if she were in a dream, even as his clawed hands sliced through the clasp of her bra, baring her breasts to him and instantly feeding on their ripeness. Her hands slid down his back in answer, finding it bare, the muscles moving beneath her palms as she traced down to the waistband of his pants. She slid her fingers beneath it, digging her fingertips into the firmness of his buttocks and hearing him hiss against her flesh. The sound seemed far away as she slid the material down, feeling him instantly press himself against her thigh, her hips thrusting up against him.

She couldn't tell if she were wearing underwear or not until the sound ripping material came to her ears and she felt his finger trace over her hidden center. She moaned, lava rushing through her veins, her skin feeling as if it were suddenly on fire. Reality escaped her and instead all she could feel was powerful emotion, the feel of flesh against flesh – and urgent need that ate at her, making her become wild. She felt his fingers press against the aching flesh and cried out, her body raising itself against them before falling back to the bed. Instantly she felt them sliding into her, unsure of how many, just knowing that she could feel herself being stretched, explosive pleasure like dynamite igniting along every nerve ending in her body as they began to move, stroking her, teasing her as they went from fast to slow, speeding up only to draw out and trace against her outer lips.

She bit her lip, her fists punching his hips as she thrust up against him again and held herself there, rubbing against him, her head throwing itself back as he did the same. He groaned at it, his fingers tracing outward to her hips and holding them as he pressed her back against the bed, his body lowering onto hers and slowly sliding inside of her.

The feeling of it made her gasp, her nails digging into his back as she brought her knees up, opening her wider for him as he slowly moved forward. She felt like she would explode, all conscious thought leaving her as she felt him stop suddenly, something within her stopping him from doing so. She grit her teeth, thrusting up against him, not caring about it, feeling far away from any thought of consequence.

The pain of his body thrusting completely into her once-virgin one was nothing compared to the rush of pure nirvana that came directly afterwards and she screamed, her eyes looking up into his as he began to thrust, silver hair falling across one of his eyes as he looked down at her, his forehead resting against hers as he did so. She gritted her teeth at it, wanting more, needed the sensation building inside of her to either expand or explode, not caring which. She thrust up against him harder, silently urging his rhythm to speed up and he silently did as she wanted. She cried out with every penetration and leaned back, letting him do all the work, watching as if from afar as her hands slid between them and rubbed his sacs beneath her fingers, her forehead resting against his chest as he groaned, moving harder, the coiling pressure within her threatening to finally wash her away. And it did.

She screamed with every fiber of her being as she orgasmed, her walls tightening, drawing him in deeper as he paused, his hands fisting in the sheets at either side of her head before he arched his back, delving as deeply inside of her as he was able before exploding as well. Done, he collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving as he looked down at her flushed cheeks, her eyes still closed as the last remaining tremors of pleasure pinged through her.

"You feel like molten fire." He whispered against the curve of her cheek but she didn't respond, her lungs still drawing in air, trying to calm her racing heart. He licked the side of her neck, biting down gently and making her gasp.

"I-" She was still breathing too hard to form words and he smiled, drawing out of her and pressing her onto her stomach, his mouth sending tiny little nipping kisses along the back of neck down to the back of her shoulder. He heard the little moan the action caused and slid one of his hands beneath her, easily finding her damp center and inserting his fingers into her yet again.

"Wait-" She gasped and he shook his head, gently biting into the curve of her neck before smoothing the indentation away with his tongue.

"No...you're mine now...and I want more." He slid fully into her as he said it and she threw her head back against his shoulder, her eyes rolling in disbelieving pleasure as his fingers continued to thrust back and forth within her, fighting for space with his heavy erection. The sensations of it made her mew slightly, leaning back into him and feeling his free hand press up against her stomach, forcing her onto her hands and knees.

"Kagome. My little pet-" He thrust inside of her again, his fingers drawing out and tweaking her outer folds which caused her to jerk.

"Oh my G-" But he only thrust inside of her again and she was cut off, need coursing through her again, just as before. He murmured something under his breath, his teeth clenching as he watched her bury her face into the pillow, her hands fisting in the coverlet. He leaned back on his knees, his hands holding her hips as he thrust again, this time harder, bringing her back into him in return as he began to create a friction-filled rhythm between the two. Even muffled, her moans of delight made him throw his head back, his hips thrusting faster and faster, going as hard as he dared with her small human body.

"You denied us this for so long..." He groaned, thrusting completely inside of her and pausing, feeling her inner walls contract around him before moving in a circular motion inside of her. She cried out, lifting her head and looking over her shoulder at him, sudden realization in her eyes.

"It was you-" He pulled back almost to the point of leaving her before slamming back into her tight passage and she grit her teeth, her eyes rolling as her hands tightening even more around the coverlet.

"Yes...it was always me." He whispered, his thrusts speeding up again, filling her completely, stretching her to the point where she thought she might break, only to feel him draw back and then fill her once more, over and over and over again, the sweet sensation making tears of elation run down her cheeks.

"But in your world I could never touch you fully...never fill you as I am doing now." He murmured, thrusting into her so hard her entire body quivered, her walls squeezing him so deliciously he felt his own eyes roll.

"But now you are here...and I am all that you will ever need from now on."

He felt her coming, and cursed when he felt his own body doing the same. He thrust faster, angling himself so that he went deeper into her then before and she mewed, moving against him unashamedly, little dots of blood forming on her lip from where she'd bitten into it so deeply. Leaning back over her he licked the tiny red droplets away, feeling her kiss him even before he had initiated anything. He groaned, feeling her break away from him and bury her face in the pillow as she screamed out her release. Clenching his teeth, he once again found himself drugged by the pulling of her inner walls, unable to help himself from letting go earlier then he had wanted to. He had forever to get used to her charms, to raise both of their expectations - and he came as well, flooding her completely with his seed, feeling the hot sticky fluid run down the back of her legs and the front of his as he pulled out of her, her boneless body collapsing in a heap beneath him.

"I want you to get used to this feeling..." He whispered into her ear, his hands sliding beneath her and pulling her legs apart, feeling with satisfaction the way she shivered, savoring the stickiness of her virgin blood and his potent seed combining with one another.

"Because now that I have you under my rule you will never have a night alone." He licked her cheek as he said so and speared her tender body with his fingers, loving the feeling of her, closing his eyes at feel of her fertile flesh around him.

"You will stay here will me and I will never stop experiencing your softness." He growled, rubbing the already erect tip of himself against her buttocks and hearing her sharp intake of breath.

"I will explore every curve – every crevice of your body and you will do the same to me in return." Using his hands he pressed her back into him and she writhed, feeling him enter her slightly.

"No-not there!" She cried, writhing harder and only feeling his hold on her tighten as he continued on, uncaring of her fear.

"I want my child in your belly...and I want my staff inside you at every moment until he or she is born." He pressed deeper into her, moaning slightly at the virgin skin slowly moving around him, the tightness of her nearly undoing him.

"NO! STOP!" Real tears were in her eyes now and he kissed them away, his hands sliding her hips further apart for his seeking body.

"And after he or she is born it will be the same as before...and I will have you filled with me forever...unable to escape as you have been for so long before."

His length was only halfway inside of her and he groaned, feeling her struggles intensify and frowning. He would not be able to savor her this time it seemed.

Pressing her onto her stomach he held her down with the weight of his body and jerkily thrust the remaining thickness of himself into her. She screamed, her tiny body flailing as best it could beneath his superior weight and strength. He groaned, stopping and simply taking in the overwhelming tightness completely encircling him. It was ten times more arousing then her other entrance and he frowned again - it was too bad this kind of penetration could not impregnate her.

"IT HURTS-" She moaned, her struggled finally ceasing beneath him as she realized she couldn't get away. Looking down at her, he drew his hands away from her hips and curled one around the curve of her shoulder, kissing the satin flesh until she looked at him, glassy tears shinning in her eyes.

"You made your choice to stay here with me, knowing that my every waking thought has been about you, about doing this to you." He moved slightly within her for emphasis and she flinched, pain slicing through her even as a dull throb of pleasure began to creep along her senses as well.

"I've wanted you for years little Kagome...and all these years you escaped me at every turn...until one day you became so mad you forgot all about me, what it would mean summoning my followers to your little brother." He moved again and she gasped, nuzzling her shoulder, his silver hair sliding across the flesh of her bare back.

"You have no idea how it feels having you here with me now." She was about to give him a biting retort when he pulled back, the feeling of it and her inner muscles sliding against one another making her groan slightly. Hearing it he moved forward again, slowly repeating himself until he felt her body responding even through the pain the action caused her.

His hands were gentle on her now as he moved and her struggles ceased altogether as she let him, not needing to move herself in order to feel the surges every now and again of pain-induced pleasure. He kissed her shoulder again, his tongue tracing up to her neck before he caught her lips and kissed her, surprising her with how tender they had suddenly become.

"Please don't do this..." She whispered piteously as he let her go, worshipping her shoulder once again. He stopped at her words, his entire body stilling as he looked down at her. She looked away from him, her arms beneath her chest as she cuddled in on herself. He frowned.

"Has the pain not gone away?"

She nodded and his frown deepened, his hand sliding down the curve of her hip and tracing his fingertips against the puckered skin where his member delved within her.

"Then I will make it better."

She gasped slightly as an instant later she felt pure, unadulterated sensation course from his fingers down into her body. She groaned, her hands clenching as she felt the pain become nonexistent, desire instantly thrumming through her as he shifted. He smiled against her skin when he felt her respond even more.

"You are the only one who knows who I truly am." He murmured as he began to move within her, causing sparks of delight to run along her nerves, flowing through her bloodstream as well.

"I am a demon...and you already know that no matter how gentle I am my base instincts will always cry out for pain." He saw her nod minutely against the pillow, moaning as he pulled back slowly and thrust again.

"I will lose myself in them from time to time...and you must accept this or you will only cause more pain for yourself."

He stopped suddenly, feeling her inner walls slide over and against him and groaned, stilling her slightly thrusting hips and surging forwards. She threw her head back against his shoulder, feeling his hands find hers and intertwine their fingers, spreading them out on either side of her as he continued to thrust, feeling her tired body halfheartedly move back against him. The pain already forgotten as new waves of pleasure flowed through her, causing her to come earlier then he had expected she would.

"My little pet...my little angel of light." He murmured, allowing himself to come as well, although not as powerfully as he would have had they gone on longer. She groaned as he pulled out of her, once more feeling the sticky wetness of him run down her body as he pulled out the mid-release and instead thrust into her other area, burying himself deeply inside of her warmth.

"You will not sleep yet little one." He purred, thrusting further inside of her and spurting his seed once more. Her abused body groaned, unable to move as she felt him surge forward again.

"I-I can't-"

His growl cut her off and she felt him pull out of her, flipping her exhausted body onto her back. He looked down at her, her eyes watching his flaccid member rise once more and flinching at the pain between her thighs.

"You haven't earned the privilege of sleep yet pet." He purred again smiling as he leaned down and swirling the tip of her breast in his mouth.

"Why are you doing this?" She whispered, closing her eyes as she felt his mouth sliding down, swirling around her navel before kissing the base of her center.

"Because I want to."

She cried out as his tongue delved into her folds, and jerked, her body instantly sensitizing itself to his mouth.

His hands cupped under her buttocks, spreading her, lapping at the liquid that began to well up inside of her as her arousal became more intense. He was merciless, his fingers helping him as he brought her quickly to orgasm, a wave of her inner juices flooding his mouth as he eagerly drank from her. Her hands clenched in his hair, moaning as he began to bring her to the edge all over again, doing so over and over until he found himself wanted something else. Halfheartedly groaning as she came once again, she felt his mouth leave her body, his eyes finding hers, jerking her towards him so hard she landed on her stomach in a flurry of boneless limbs, his eager staff in her face as she looked up at him, her eyes widening in sudden fear.

"I can't do that." She whispered, inching backwards before he caught at a chunk of her hair and jerked her forward again.

"Why? You've done it before. Or do you not remember?"

He watched red stain across her entire face and she swallowed, glancing down at his erection before looking up at him again.

"But that wasn't real-"

The hand twisted in her hair and she yelped, her eyes closing slightly as he pressed her closer to him, the tip of him sliding across her chin.

"What does that matter? You have pleasured me like this before and you know all too well how to now."

She swallowed again, feeling him slid across her bottom lip. She gasped and he took the opportunity to thrust into her mouth, groaning as he felt her warm wet tongue along the underside of him, the cavern of her mouth sweet and deep. She gagged, trying to pull backwards but he wouldn't let her and she cried out, feeling him begin to pump her head back and forth, moving him in her mouth until he was at the back of her throat before pulling himself away. She felt tears in her eyes as she suddenly felt aroused by what she was doing and tried to fight it, his fingers only injected more pleasure-filled energy into her, until she was willingly suckling him, her hands cradling his base as she moved up and down, her tongue swirling over and around the velvet steel. He moaned, releasing her altogether as he fell onto his back, her body coming with his as she rubbed his sacs between her fingers, drawing back and licking away the pooling liquid at his tip before sliding him against the back of her throat once again. He moaned, thrusting against her, feeling her all around him and threw his head back, his seed spurting into her mouth as he came. She gasped, drawing back as he did so and felt the warm liquid cover her face, swallowing what landed in her mouth before licking him clean and looking at him from down the length of his body.

His eyes were watching her, taking in the way she leaned back, her hands using the blanket to wipe the sticky mess away and he leaned up on his elbows, temporarily satisfied as he watched her tiredly collapse onto her side, her eyes closing as she fell asleep within mere moments. He frowned, wondering if he had been wrong in taking her so fast and so many times all in one sitting. Crawling to her side, he pulled her into him, one of his legs wrapping over her hip as he pulled her against his chest, allowing her to sleep for the time being.

"Until the morning." He whispered and licking the shell of her ear, he settled down as well, his fingers stroking her stomach thoughtfully as he fell into his own world of sleep.