AfterNoon Activities

In the misty rain, Kagome and Sesshomaru stood, their gazes locked in a silent dance of passion and love. The air hummed with anticipation as Kagome's lips parted, her voice whispering from the wind. "Sesshomaru..." she breathed, her heart pounding in her chest.

Sesshomaru's golden eyes met hers, a flicker of emotion crossing his ordinarily stoic features. "Miko..." he replied, his deep voice sending a shiver down Kagome's spine.

But as the words hung between them, a shadow of doubt crept into Kagome's mind. "Why do you call me 'Miko'?" she asked, a hint of frustration tinging her voice. "If you truly love me, wouldn't you call me by my name, Kagome?"

Sesshomaru's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable. "Miko is the name this Sesshomaru has always known you by," he said. It is a term of respect and endearment."

Kagome's heart sank. She longed to hear him say her name, to feel the weight of his love in the sound of his voice. But she couldn't shake the feeling that he was holding something back, that there was a part of him he wasn't willing to share with her.

With a heavy sigh, Kagome turned and walked away, her footsteps echoing in the rain-soaked forest. As she walked, she questioned her actions. Was she throwing away everything they had built together because of a single word? Was her pride worth the pain of losing Sesshomaru?

Just when Kagome felt her resolve wavering, she stopped and turned around. She saw Sesshomaru standing there, his eyes fixed on her, his expression a mixture of longing and regret.

The rain fell around them, soaking their clothes and hair. Kagome took a deep breath. "Sesshomaru," she said, her voice soft and transparent. "I love you."

Sesshomaru's heart skipped a beat. He had never heard Kagome confess her love to him so openly before. A slow, tender smile spread across his face as he approached her.

"Kagome," he said, his voice husky with emotion.

He closed the distance between them and pulled Kagome into a tight embrace. The rain washed over them. Their embrace dissolved, and they stood there, arms slowly falling to their sides. The sky wept in sheets of rain that pounded against their skin, soaking their clothes and hair. The raindrops mingled with their tears, creating a symphony of sorrow.

As the icy water cascaded over them, they closed their eyes and let the rain wash away their pain. The raindrops seemed to cleanse their souls, carrying away their worries and regrets. With each drop that touched their skin, they felt a sense of relief, a lightness that had been absent for far too long.

The rain beat down upon them, relentless and unforgiving, yet they stood unyielding. They let the storm rage around them. Their mouths danced against each other, sharing a passionate kiss. Their bodies pressed against a large tree. Before anything was started, Kagome stopped Sesshomaru with a firm hand on his chest.

 "Wait, please. Just don't destroy my clothes. I need them for later," With a shy gaze averted, Kagome's face reddened as she made her earnest plea. Sesshomaru smirked, a faint yet confident and mischievous curve gracing his lips. His golden eyes glinted with a playful glint as he responded, "This Sesshomaru can't promise that." He continued. His voice held a hint of amusement as if he relished the challenge before him.

"Ahmh!! 💓 💗~" "Sesshomaru! 💕 💞~" !!! 

Later on

The pitter-patter of rain that had been accompanying it gradually faded away, leaving the world in an eerie silence. Amidst the aftermath, I was covered in many red hickeys on my chest. A weary sigh escaped my lips as I made my way toward Sesshomaru; I voiced my request against a sturdy tree with his eyes closed. Sesshomaru uttered without opening his eyes, his deep voice cutting through the silence.

"No," I replied quickly, still slightly winded from the intense sex we had just endured. However, another pressing matter weighed heavily on my mind. The cold air that had descended upon us made me shiver involuntarily.

I voiced my request with a hint of frustration and a desire to find some warmth. "It's freezing out here. I would appreciate it if you could spa with a gentle gesture your haori so I can stay warm," I said, my words tinged with a touch of exasperation.

Sesshomaru's eyes slowly opened, his golden gaze meeting mine. After a moment of consideration, he nodded. Sesshomaru's cheek tenderly carefully removed his haori, revealing the intricate patterns and designs that adorned it. He handed it to me with a gentle gesture, his movements graceful and deliberate.

My heart warmed with gratitude, and a small smile graced my lips. "Thank you," I said sincerely, my voice softer this time.

As a token of appreciation, I leaned forward and tenderly kissed Sesshomaru's cheek. It was a fleeting moment that evoked a deep emotion that spoke volumes.

With the haori wrapped snugly around me, I felt a sense of comfort and warmth, shielding me from the cold. It carried the faint scent of Sesshomaru's sandalwood scent, a reminder of his strength and presence.

Filled with a renewed sense of purpose, I turned away from Sesshomaru and left him to quiet contemplation. With a deliberate sway of my hips, I walked, hoping to entice Sesshomaru into a chase, like a dog pursuing its prey.

As I took the long, winding path through the enchanted forest, my heart skipped a beat with each step. Anticipation danced through my veins, and the excitement of the adventure ahead enveloped my being. With every graceful stride, I felt a surge of freedom and purpose.

Amid my journey, I paused to catch a glimpse of Sesshomaru, the magnificent and enigmatic guardian of the forest. His piercing golden gaze captivated my soul, and warmth spread through my body. Time seemed to stand still as our eyes met, and the forest seemed to whisper with secrets.

With a mischievous smile, I turned away and playfully kissed Sesshomaru. My heart fluttered with boldness and tenderness as I watched his stoic expression soften. A gentle wind carried my kiss toward him, a silent message of affection. 

I go to the village, and everyone watches me come in with Sesshomaru's Haori. I go to my hut to take care of my priestess duties. Many hours pass, and I am done with them. I smile at the thoughts of Sesshomaru's love. Every encounter. Does this mean you and I are together or just friends with benefits? I shook the thoughts away and finally found him. When Sesshomaru asked if I wanted more. I did want more, but I didn't want to tell him. I strutted from the hut and went to the forest to find him. Under the setting sun, I made my way to the village, feeling the weight of Sesshomaru's haori upon my shoulders. The villagers watched with awe and curiosity as I approached, their whispers following me like the rustling leaves of autumn. I paid them no heed. My heart filled with a sense of purpose and anticipation.

Upon reaching my humble hut, I shed the haori and fulfilled my duties as a priestess. The hours passed swiftly as I immersed myself in prayers and rituals, offering blessings and guidance to those who sought it. As the last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, I finally completed my tasks.

A gentle smile spread as I thought about Sesshomaru and our blossoming love. Every encounter we shared held a special place in my heart, from the first time our eyes met to the tender moments we had spent together. But amidst the joy, a question lingered: Did our bond extend beyond friendship and into true love?

Shaking away the uncertainty, I resolved to find Sesshomaru. With a determined stride, I exited my hut and ventured into the twilight-kissed forest. As I walked more profoundly, the trees whispered secrets, their branches reaching toward the star-speckled sky.

My heart beat faster with each step, and my palms moistened. Finally, I spotted a solitary figure standing beneath an ancient oak tree. It was Sesshomaru, his silver hair shimmering in the moonlight. As he turned to face me, his golden eyes held an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

 I saw Sesshomaru standing in the same spot from earlier, his eyes following my every move. A longing gaze settled upon his features, a silent plea for me to return to his side. Drawn by an invisible force, I made my way closer to him, my feet carrying me forward with a mix of trepidation and anticipation.

As I settled in front of him, a single question lingered in my mind, burning within me for countless days. What are we? It was the only query that remained unanswered between us, a pivotal moment that would shape the course of our relationship forever.

"Sesshomaru, where is our relationship going?" I asked, my voice laced with vulnerability and longing. He met my gaze with a profound sense of love, his silent stare holding a depth of emotion that spoke volumes.

The silence between us was deafening, hanging heavy like a thick fog. It was louder than the crickets chirping in the night, a symphony of unspoken thoughts and unspoken feelings.

Finally, Sesshomaru broke the silence, his voice deep and resonant. "Miko, you are mine. The mark on your neck bears witness to that truth. No other man shall have you but me, Sesshomaru." His words were a declaration of possession, a fierce claim that ignited a fire within me.

In that moment, I realized the extent of his feelings for me, the depth of his love hidden behind a mask of stoicism. And though my heart ached for something more, for a love that transcended ownership, I was drawn to his strength and the fierce protectiveness he offered.

I move my body closer to his lap as he closes his eyes. I bat my eyes cutely, hoping to convince Sesshomaru. "Miko, was earlier not enough?" He breaks the silence. I guess I've grown greedy. "Please, Sesshomaru…" I ask him. "No," he replies firmly. "Hmph.!" I step away and find another tree to rest under for tonight. "Tsk. Miko, do not blame me in the morning." he gets up. In the waning light of the setting sun, my heart yearns for a closeness that I dare not express directly. With each step, I draw nearer to Sesshomaru, my body language emanating a silent plea. He sits still, his eyes closed in contemplation, unaware of the storm within me.

I flutter my eyelashes playfully, hoping to evoke a spark of desire in his stoic heart. "Sesshomaru," I murmur, my voice trembling with anticipation. "Was earlier not enough?" reverberated through the tense atmosphere. His voice carried a mix of resignation and disbelief.

The silence between us stretches, heavy with unspoken longing. I realize that my greed has gotten the better of me. I had hoped for a deeper connection that would transcend the physical realm.

"Please, Sesshomaru," I whisper, my voice barely above a breath. "Just this once."

His eyes slowly open, revealing a gaze that pierces through my soul. "No, Kagome," he replies firmly, his voice deep and resonant. "It is not wise to indulge in such desires."

A wave of disappointment washes over me, and I turn away, seeking solace in the shadows of a nearby tree. I sit down, hugging my knees close to my chest, trying to quell my tumultuous emotions.

"Tsk. Miko, do not blame me in the morning," Sesshomaru says as he rises.

Sesshomaru strides purposefully towards me. His presence is both commanding and ethereal, radiating an aura of power and mystery. As I slowly unravel myself from the embrace of my knees, my gaze meets his. At that moment, I felt a profound sense of awe. His countenance is striking, with sharp, chiseled features and piercing golden eyes that seem to see into my soul. His long, silver hair flows gracefully behind him, adding to his otherworldly appearance. The air around him crackles with a palpable energy, and I can't help but feel a mixture of trepidation and fascination. As Sesshomaru draws closer, I cannot tear my eyes away from him. 

He crashes his lips against mine, pushing our bodies to the dirt. He gripped my hands above my head, holding them down so I wouldn't move. In an instant, the love and pleasure I yearn for flood my being.

"Sesshomaru!!~💕💕"

In the morning

As the first light of dawn filtered through the canopy, I woke up with a heavy feeling in my body. My tired limbs felt like lead as I slowly opened my eyes. A familiar sight met my gaze – Sesshomaru, the enigmatic demon lord, was lying against a nearby tree, his eyes closed in peaceful slumber. My body still ached from our passionate encounter the previous night. Memories of his intense lovemaking flooded my mind, sending a shiver of desire down my spine.

I noticed that Sesshomaru had thoughtfully placed his luxurious haori over me during the night, providing comfort and warmth. As I tried to rise, my legs felt like jelly, refusing to cooperate. I limped towards Sesshomaru, resentment simmering within me. "Sesshomaru, why did you go so hard last night?" I questioned, my voice laced with a mixture of frustration and amusement.

Sesshomaru's piercing golden eyes opened, and he looked at me with annoyance and disdain. A sudden realization dawned on me – I had forgotten the words he had spoken to me in the heat of the moment. "Tsk. Miko, do not blame me in the morning," he had warned me. A bittersweet smile spread across my lips as I recalled his words.

To lighten the mood, I quickly brushed aside my grievances. "Never mind that! Good morning, Sesshomaru," I greeted him with a gentle smile. Fortunately, my attempt seemed to work as the annoyance on his face melted away.

With renewed energy, I walked over to Sesshomaru and enveloped him in a warm embrace. His body was warm and comforting, and I felt a sense of peace over me. At that moment, all the aches and pains from the previous night seemed to fade away.

As we held each other in comfortable silence, I felt a deep connection with Sesshomaru. Despite his aloof and distant demeanor, I witnessed a tenderness and vulnerability beneath the surface. As the sun rose higher in the sky, casting its golden rays upon us, I knew our bond had grown more robust with each passing day.