Chapter Nine

A/N: The last half of this chapter contains sex. If sex offends you or you are too young to read it, then please skip the lemon. I will mark where it begins.

Punish Me with Kisses

As he suspected, the neko youkai gave herself to him without so much as a scratch upon his person. He suppressed his disgust at how submissive she was. Her hair, like the miko's was dark…maybe if she turned around he could pretend….

But no. Her smell was wrong. Her skin too flawless and pale. And her ass was far from perfect. It wasn't as round as the miko's. The woman pressed said backside against he groin, urging him, begging him to take her as was his right as an alpha male.

And he wanted to. Sesshomaru was certain this was the only way to rid his thoughts of the miko. Too bad certain parts of him wanted nothing to do with the whole thing. He stared incredulously at that part of his anatomy, willing it to behave properly. It refused.

The neko youkai twisted around and wrapped her slender arms around his neck, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. "What's the matter, Sesshomaru-sama? Do you need a little help?"

Her sickly sweet voice made him want to tear her throat out. As she kissed him, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to think of the miko. It was nice to pretend it was the obnoxious human woman kissing him, running her tongue along the inside of his mouth. So nice, that certain parts of him no longer needed 'help'.

The neko youkai trailed open mouthed kisses down his throat, and he tangled his claws in her hair. She bit down on the flesh of his neck, but not hard enough to break the skin. "Mmm, yes, Kagome," he groaned.

The youkai pushed him away, her eyes sparkling with rage and tears. "I told you my name is Tsuki! Tsuki! NOT Kagome!"

He hated her big pouty lips. Sesshomaru hated her smell, her nakedness…everything. He snarled at her. "As though I could mistake a thing such as you for Kagome," he scoffed. "You make me ill. Get out of my chambers at once." He pulled the sheets over his torso then covered his eyes with his arm, not wanting to see her sniffling and dressing. When she was gone, slamming the shoji screen behind her, he let out a shuddering sigh.

Only now when his chance for the release of sexual tension was gone did his cock twitch and grow hard. "Damn," he muttered. "Pathetic," he said.

But he couldn't stop thinking of her. Her lingering scent in his palace was a ghost haunting him. Just the mere thought of her smiling face made him ache with need for her. "Kagome," he breathed, his hand snaking down his stomach, claws teasing his sensitive flesh. He wrapped his long fingers around himself, going slowly. Sesshomaru pictured the miko performing that particular act for him. It arched his back off his futon.

Guilt, shame, remorse, desire, and a haze of lust consumed him. He'd never in the whole of his existence been so distraught and confused. Damn that woman.

He pumped his hand faster, imagining her on top of him, tossing her hair, her pert breasts bouncing in time with her thrusts. With a shuddering moan, he came.

Sesshomaru sat up, feeling more frustrated than sated. He resolved that as soon as the banquet was over, he was going to retrieve the woman and beg for her forgiveness if necessary. And he was fairly certain it was going to be necessary.

"So be it," he said, pulling on his clothes. It wasn't as though he had any shame or pride left as it was. And he didn't care. Anything would be better than the misery he was currently feeling.

"I love the miko," he said to himself with a shake of his head. Sesshomaru laughed thinking that irony could be a real bitch sometimes.


Kagome decided that cross-country travel via the inside of a slug wasn't that bad. It was comfortable…if a bit slimy. And the damn thing was speedy. Not as fast as Sesshomaru, but for a slug, she was impressed. But she wouldn't let her comfort spoil her terrible mood.

She still planned on giving Sesshomaru a significant piece of her mind. She pictured him seated calmly in his dining hall entertaining all his youkai friends, and she seethed.

All that was outside the slug's gelatinous body was her head so that she could breathe. She craned her neck, looking for the familiar rise of the palace. The landscape looked familiar at any rate.

"It should be around here, over those hills, Jubei," Kagome said to her new found friend.

Jubei zipped over the hills and slid into the courtyard of the palace. "Do you wish for me to let you off here, my lady?"

Kagome shook her head. "If you wouldn't mind, I'd like for you to take me directly into the dining hall. We'll slime up the floors real good. And I sure as hell won't be cleaning them this time!"

The slug chuckled and did as she asked.

Once down a long hall, two guards tried to stop them, but as they rushed the odd pair, they slipped in the slug's silvery slime trail. The doors to the dining hall were closed, but Kagome could hear soft talking and laughter. It only further fueled her rage.

"Can you break the doors down without hurting yourself, Jubei?" she asked.

"I can. My body is quite resilient," the slug said proudly before slamming into the doors.

They burst open in a shower of splinters and slime. Gently, Jubei released Kagome, and she slid out of the creature's body, landing with a soft plop on the floor. Carefully, so as not to slip and fall, she stood. "Jubei, you may want to get out of here. I'm mad enough to kill. Thanks for the ride!" she said brightly.

Jubei gave her a nod and then made his way out of the palace.

Sesshomaru had been sitting at the far end of the table, but now he was standing, his eyes wide in surprise. A soft goofy smile was on his face.

Kagome raised her arm and pointed her finger at him. She dripped slime and goo all over the place. "You!" she shouted, her miko powers flaring around her.

Sesshomaru's guests practically fell over themselves to get away. They fled until their backs were pressed against the wall.

"Miko…Kagome," he said, taking in her form. He wrinkled his nose. "You seem to be…covered in some unpleasant smelling substance."

"Shut up!" she snarled. "I had to travel INSIDE a slug to get here. Why do you think that is, Sesshomaru? Huh?" She paused but not long enough to give him time to answer. Kagome jumped up onto the low table and kicked plates and cups out of her way, smiling as they shattered on the floor. "I'll tell you why! Because you left me on a deserted beach in the middle of nowhere!"

"Kagome, I-"

She shook her head. "OH no! I don't want to hear it, you miserable coward! Were you just going to leave me there forever because you were scared of a little emotion?" She stopped in the middle of the table and picked up a daikon radish. Kagome chucked it at him. Then a cup full of steaming tea. Then a bowl, some chopsticks, anything that was in her reach, she threw at his face. Sesshomaru made no move to dodge any of it, but she could tell he was getting angry.

Kouga had his hand over his mouth, blue eyes twinkling with repressed laughter. An older youkai with a long, trailing, white beard looked completely aghast, and there was a female youkai who was smirking. Kagome wanted to throw things at them too, but decided to focus all her rage where it belonged. On Sesshomaru.

"You are a jerk! I can't believe I was stupid enough to fall for someone so emotionally constipated! I should've known!" she screamed, stamping her foot. The action caused her to slip on all the slime she'd been dripping everywhere. With an 'eep' Kagome's legs slid out from under her and she landed flat on her back. It didn't hurt that badly, but it made her cry all the same.

A strong hand took her under the arm and lifted her to a sitting position. With soup dripping down his face and a radish in his hair, Sesshomaru said, "Kagome…are you all right?"

That was the last straw. Kagome drew back her hand and slapped him as hard as she could. Then she couldn't stop. Over and over she slapped his face until she was sobbing hysterically and her slaps dwindled to nothing more than light taps on his face and shoulders.

Sesshomaru whirled on his guests who were all trying not to snicker and were failing miserable. "Out! Get out of here at once, you wretches!"

As soon as they were gone, he drew her to his chest and rested his chin on the top of her head. "Forgive me."

"Again with the fucking commands! Can't you ever ask me to do anything?" she cried, wetting his haori with her tears.

He shook his head, a displeased growl rumbling in his chest. "You will forgive this Sesshomaru," he insisted.

Kagome laughed. "Oh? And why should I do that? You don't deserve it!"

"Do not make me beg, miko."

She twisted free of his grasp. Did she want him to beg? Would he if she asked? Kagome looked up at his face. He looked tired…and maybe a little sad? She realized he was letting her see how he felt…that maybe he really was sorry and had been just as miserable without her as she'd been without him.

"I won't make you beg, Sesshomaru," she said with a heavy sigh. "I should. But I won't."

"This Sesshomaru appreciates you considering his pride."

She snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Yeah well, you're going to have to make it up to me somehow."

He gave her a genuine grin. It scared her a little. "I will," he said, taking her by the hand.


Sesshomaru didn't care about the strange looks he was receiving as he carried the kicking and screaming miko over his shoulder.

His guests had gathered in the courtyard and had been whispering, no doubt about him and his current situation. They fell silent when he walked past them.

"Let me go! Damn you! Let go right now! I am going to purify you so hard your ancestors feel it, you miserable asshole!"

"Cease your prattling, woman. You need a bath," he told her, giving her backside a little pinch.

"Aieeee! Don't do that! I didn't say you could do that! I can bathe myself, thank you very much! I'm a grown woman, you know!"

"Mm, this Sesshomaru knows. But you would deny a man the chance to bathe with the woman he loves?" he asked with a smirk.

His guests let out a collective, scandalized gasp.

The miko, for once, didn't say a word.


Kagome crouched in the spring, the hot water up to her nose. Hungrily, she watched Sesshomaru undress. His intense gaze was fixed on her the entire time. It was then that she made the decision he'd man handled her enough. It was her turn.

Rising out of the water, her shyness over her nudity, replaced by an all consuming hunger, Kagome stepped onto the soft bank. She slid wet hands under his haori, pushing it down his shoulders, revealing the pale expanse of his muscled chest to her greedy eyes.

Sesshomaru leaned forward, his breath hot on the shell of her ear. "This Sesshomaru has been very bad, wouldn't you say?" he whispered.

Kagome smiled. "Yes. You most certainly have. Maybe you should be punished?"

"Mm. Yes. I think I should be…and you should be the one to punish me, miko," he said, pausing to nip at her earlobe.

Feeling empowered, Kagome pushed at him until his back hit the trunk of a tree. "Turn around," she said huskily, loving how he obeyed her. With a feral grin, Kagome divested him of his hakama, jerking them down to his knees.

Kagome bit her lip and shivered at the sight of him. She ran her hands down his back. His skin was so smooth and hot. Cupping his ass in her hands, Kagome gave it a rough squeeze. He gasped.

Well, he wanted to be punished? She wasn't about to let him down. Letting some of her power tingle between her fingers and slide down to the palm of her hand, Kagome drew back her arm and gave his ass a good slap. Tenderly, she massaged the abused cheek before doing it again. And again. And again until she was breathless.

Sinking to her knees, Kagome wrapped her arms around his hips. With long strokes of her tongue, she soothed the red flesh of his backside…but not for long. Kagome bit down, delighting at how he jumped and moaned.

When she looked up, he was gazing over his shoulder at her. His eyes were a glowing red, his lips drawn back from his teeth. Sesshomaru was growling and snarling. He looked so dangerous and wild. It only made her want him more. She turned him around and placed feather-light kisses all over his rock-hard thighs, loving the way his skin tasted.

"I've never done this before," Kagome said against the heated skin of his inner thigh.

He opened his mouth, most likely to ask her what it was that she hadn't done, but his words were lost in a moan of pleasure as his eyes rolled back into his head. Kagome ran her tongue over the head of his cock, flicking it, teasing it before taking all of him into her mouth.

His breath hissed between his clenched teeth. Just the slight of him, with his flushed face, his panting breath, Kagome had to cup herself to relieve some of building pressure between her legs.

She's never been so wet. She wanted terribly to touch herself, knowing that one flick of her finger would send her spiraling over the edge, but holding back was such sweet torture.

"Enough," Sesshomaru said, his voice hard.

Kagome only sucked him harder.

His hand fisted in her hair, and he pulled her off him. Before Kagome could blink or attack him again, Sesshomaru pinned her body to the soft ground with his. He nudged her legs apart with his knee and pressed it into her groin. Kagome threw her head back and moaned. He rested his torso on hers and replaced his knee with his hand. His long fingers parted her, stroked the bundle of nerves that ached for his touched.

"So wet…so ready for me, little miko," he said.

He captured a nipple between his teeth and gave it a light nip. Kagome shattered, coming so violently that it blacked her vision and curled her toes.

Not giving her any time to recover, he thrust into her, rolling his hips so that he hit every spot inside her. Kagome thrashed under him, lost in wave after wave of pleasure.

He ran his tongue along her open lips. Kagome sucked his tongue into her mouth, but another delicious roll of his hips made her scream his name.

Her hands needed something more substantial than the soft dirt. She reached up and grabbed handfuls of his silky hair and pulled until it arched his head back.

Sesshomaru was taking his time, his pace languid. It wasn't enough. Kagome needed more.

"Harder…please! More!" she cried, trying to thrust her hips forward to take him deeper into herself.

Slowly, ever-so-slowly, he pulled out of her, ignoring her cries of protest. Sesshomaru took her by the hip and lifted her, making her turn over and get on her hands and knees.

Her arms and legs shook with her desire. Kagome gasped when she felt his breath tickle the left cheek of her ass. He further surprised her by running his tongue down her ass all the way to her sex. It felt too good to be embarrassing. His soft lips closed around her clit, and he gave it a hard suck.

Kagome collapsed onto her forearms, nearly weeping in her pleasure. He growled, obviously pleased by her submissive posture. The rumble of his voice against her sent her tumbling over the edge, crying out his name.

His arm wrapped around her hips, the flat of his palm pressing against her belly. With a smooth thrust, he was inside her again. Her body clenched around him, still shaking with the after shocks of her last orgasm.

She could tell his self control was slipping. His thrusts lost their slow, sensual rhythm, and quickened to an almost frenzied pace.

He was so deep inside her. So deep that it verged on the edge of pain, but it was a low ache that only added to her pleasure. Kagome tried to meet his thrusts, pushing back against him, looking over her shoulder and licking her lips. But soon, it was all she could to stay up on her hands and knees as he pounded into her.

At last, his body stiffened behind her, and she felt him pulse inside her, emptying his pleasure into her body. Sesshomaru rested his chest on her back, his panting breath tickling her neck.

Gently, he lowered them both to the ground, his softening length still inside her. Kagome snuggled back against him, and he rested his face in the crook of her neck, deeply inhaling. END OF LEMON

"I forgive you," she said smiling.

"Then you will stay with me?" he asked her softly before placing little kisses right below her ear that made her shiver.

Kagome grinned. She couldn't help thinking that a terrible mess had turned into something all together unexpected and wonderful. "I didn't travel a hundred miles in a slug for nothing!" she huffed. "Of course I'll stay."

Much to Kagome and Sesshomaru's surprise, a little bush cheered with glee. Kagome thought her first order of business was to teach Rin that it wasn't polite to spy.

The End

A/N:'( So that's the end of What a Mess. I hope you all enjoyed it half as much as I enjoyed writing it! It was really too much fun. A nice break from my more serious original stuff.

Thank you reviewers. I love you all bunches! XOXOXOXOXO