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Title: On Moonbeams and Cloud Bursts
Author: SonjaJade
Genre: A little H/C, a little Romance
Rating: PG
Character(s): Kohaku x Sessmom
Word Count: 843
Warnings: Un-beta’d, please forgive my horrible tense errors, I tried to catch them all, but I’m sure I missed a few
Summary: Masami sometimes longs to indulge her demon instincts…
Prompt: Missing Out

 

 

It was dark and cool in the palatial inner sanctum.  Kohaku awoke to find his mate and the mother of his hanyou pups missing, and one look at the ripe full moon through the open doorway was all he needed to see.  He sat up, wiping his dark brown eyes, then rose and wrapped his yukata around him, stumbling sleepily out to the garden.

“Masami?” he mumbled.  “Come back to bed, it’s much too late to be out.”

He knew without even seeing her that she’d heard him.  The demoness had hearing that rivaled Lord Sesshomaru’s.  A moment later, there was some rustling to the right of the garden, and Masami came wandering over the dewy lawn to answer her husband’s call.  He slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her gently.

“Is everything alright?” he asked.  The former Lady of the West said nothing, merely looked away from him.  “Hey,” Kohaku said, using his palm to turn her face back toward him.  “You can tell me.”

“The moon is full and bright and wild.  I want to transform and fly on the breeze.”  Her golden eyes held his, awaiting his response.  Though he’d never asked her to, when he began officially courting her, she stopped taking her canine form around him, afraid she would frighten him or stroke his taijiya instincts and unintentionally provoke him to have to use his skills against her.

“So do it,” Kohaku encouraged.

Masami blinked.  “I.. it won’t upset you?”

He cocked his head to the side, looking like a dog that’s heard a strange noise.  “Gods, no!  Why would it upset me?”  His mate didn’t answer, but moments later he heard through their mate bond her snippy inner monologue, heard her asking him indirectly if he’d forgotten what his profession was before he renounced it to be her consort.  “I see,” he said quietly.  He hugged her close, close enough to feel the youki in her trembling under the light of the moon.  “Don’t let that concern you.  Transform, rule the night sky.  Just come to bed when you’re done.  I can’t sleep if you’re not beside me.”

Long fingers threaded into his hair, jerking his head to the side and exposing the shoulder that she’d marked with her bite.  She kissed him softly there, stirring his lower half awake with a jolt.  “You are too good to me, dear one.”  She delighted in how he gasped as she ran her tongue out to gingerly taste that sacred place.  “Come with me, you can ride on my back, and share this wildness with me,” she purred into his ear.

Kohaku nodded, putty in her loving hands.  They shared a deep kiss before she moved away with a quickness, out into the open area of the garden, where Kohaku felt her demonic power surge and expand, and amid the fluttering leaves and dusty winds, he saw his mate grow from a lithe humanoid into a dog of epic proportion.  Her eyes were a bright red, her fur a brilliant white, and she said through their mate mark, ‘Climb up.  I will wait until you are comfortable.”  With practiced ease, Kohaku fisted his hands into her hair and chuckled as he thought himself like a flea, and once he settled himself, he gave her a few hard jerks to the ruff just behind her neck.  With their size difference, it was just enough to give her a signal, and then they’re off.

She soared high, diving and surging and dipping.  Kohaku was thankful for the warm fur surrounding him in the cold wind, and fought to control a squeal of enjoyment as Masami suddenly descended over the edge of a thundering waterfall.  Masami bayed out, a melodic howl in the night and flew in her true form for the first time in ages.  She rolled, turned, and twisted in ways Kohaku never thought she could.  They burst through cloud tops and wove through moonbeams, skimmed waters that were both still and furious…  In the end, she gave him a flight like none he’d ever experienced. 

After the stars had moved a good pace, and she’d finally satisfied the urge within her, Masami returned slowly back to royal garden, lying on her belly panting as Kohaku climbed back down.  He tried to pet her face as she rested, but with his size disadvantage, she didn’t even notice other than the feeling of adoration coming from him and their marked bond.  Eventually, she transformed back into her old self once again, and she found herself being hefted to her mate’s chest.

Kohaku carried her bridal style back to their futon, and he held her close as they drifted away into sleep.  He told her through their mark that he loved her, no matter her form.  For the first time in what felt like millennia, Masami felt accepted for everything that she was, and she gave him an inu kiss before frolicking in the dreamscape with a wild kuro inu that smelled a lot like Kohaku through the midnight sky.