So, I originally intended for Dear Diary to be a oneshot. However, the opportunity for a second chapter presented itself, and I took it. ;) This chapter was posted for the LiveJournal community of ebony silks's weekly theme of 'Test.'
And as always, I own none of the characters and make no profit from this.
Sesshoumaru gazed over at Kagome, still asleep from his tutelage in love making from the night before. He fondly remembered waking up to find her scribbling in her diary of their first time together, and the miko had managed to miss all of the best parts – concentrating instead the on silly faces and embarrassing noises that just happen during sex.
Seizing the opportunity, he had re-educated her on the most important lessons – how her whimpers increased when he rubbed his fingers along the outside of her panties, of how she would beg for his fingers to be inside of her, of how she would shiver under his touch, and so much more.
He gave a lazy stretch and thought that perhaps this morning he should give her a pop quiz. The mere thought brought a mischievous smile to his face. He had instructed her several times to make sure and remember everything he was teaching her, and he knew she didn't write any of it down. She was bound to need a refresher, and he was just the person to administer her test.
Pressing up against the back of her curled form he placed light kisses along her neck, his hands going to explore her breasts. She soon began to moan and cracked open her eyes to look at him with a smile.
"Good morning," he said, continuing his exploration of her body. "I trust you slept well?"
"Mmmhmmm," she murmured, starting to squirm under his touch, pressing her butt tighter against him.
He rubbed his length against her soft skin. "Excellent. In that case, you should be well rested for your pop quiz this morning," he whispered into her ear before tossing the covers off of her body.
She shivered against the cold air. "A pop quiz? What are you talking about?" she asked with a sleepy voice while trying to find the covers again, curling into a tighter ball and pressing more of her skin in contact with his warm body.
He sighed into her soft hair. "Oh Kagome, please tell me you have not forgotten all of the lessons you learned last night? Tsk, tsk. And after I worked so hard to teach you."
Her eyes flew open as it finally reached through her sleepy haze exactly what he was referring to. "OH!" she exclaimed as she rolled over to face him. A deep blush was already spreading across her cheeks.
"Ah, so you do remember your education last night then, don't you?" he said as he gave her a smirk. "Then you should have no problem telling me you where you like my fingers to go." His fingers began to stroke along her stomach.
"Um . . . all over?" she whispered, obviously embarrassed.
He shook his head slowly. "I'm afraid I will need a more specific answer," his fingers traveling lower and lower.
She closed her eyes and gulped. "M- my breasts. I like your fingers on my breasts."
He smirked at her hesitation. "Like this?" he murmured, beginning to rub his fingers across her nipples in lazy circles.
"Yes," she breathed out, her heartbeat picking up.
"Good. Now tell me another place you like my fingers to go," he said with a hot breath in her ear as he continued his work on her breasts.
She bit her lip and murmured, "Lower, I want them to go lower, please."
"Say it, Kagome. Tell me exactly where you like my fingers the most," pinching her nipples between his fingers.
Kagome moaned as his fingers continued their slow torture of her breasts. "Mmmm . . . my . . . my clit. I want your fingers on my clit," she finally managed to get out.
"Good girl," he whispered in her ear. He moved his fingers to her nub and began to tease it gently as her squirming increased.
"Oh god!" she moaned out. He just grinned and continued to press harder, feeling her tiny hands squeeze hard against his arms. He knew she was already close to the edge.
He ran his lips against the side of her neck. "Now Kagome, pay attention. There are still more questions in your quiz. Kagome, I want you to tell me your favorite thing that my tongue does."
She threw her head back and bit her lip, latching her hand onto a large hunk of his long silver hair.
"You have a question to answer, little one. What do you want me to do with my tongue?" he asked again, slowly pulling his fingers away from her clit.
"I . . . ah . . .I want you to . . . lick my . . .ah . . .lick my clit, please!"
"Excellent. You are doing very well on your quiz," he said. "In fact, I think you deserve a reward for your good work today." He moved down and settled in between her long legs, watching her spread them open as he had taught her. He licked his lips and began to run his tongue around her clit, teasing it.
Kagome let out a strangled cry and fisted both of her hands tight in his hair. "Ah! AH!" she screamed as he flicked her sensitive nub. He felt her tighten up and knew she was ready, so he gave her a final hard suck and felt her go over the edge, her hips bucking against his face.
She slumped back and fell against the bed in exhaustion as he raised up to face her. Opening her eyes at him, she smirked. "So, professor, how did I do on my quiz?"
"A+. I can tell you are going to be my best student," Sesshoumaru said as he reached down and took her lips in his.