Midnight Interruptions by PeriwinkleRamen

Chapter 1

AN: Well..I guess it's true - Once you begin writing one story, your brain goes into overdrive and conjures up another story lol. This is just a oneshot but has potential to be much much more! :D P.S. I gotta thing for making Sesshomaru a father <3

- Warning: strong sexual content

Kagome was in her favorite spot in the world, on top of her husband, riding him very slowly. Sesshomaru's strong hands were on her hips, helping her move in the perfect rhythm they had mastered over the past six years. Once they'd figured out they were meant to be together, they'd taken it and run with it.

Kagome looked down at the glittering, amber eyes staring up at her. Usually, Sesshomaru would be smirking, teasing, and having fun with her -a side to him only she was graced to see- but he certainly wasn't teasing now. He was intense, hard, and hot. His beast gloriously fighting for control, and she loved him for it. Just for that, she swiveled her hips in a partial spiral in the way he liked it, which caused him to hiss his breath between his teeth.

"Fuck," he growled low in his throat and arched his hips upward.

That explicit word and that movement caused an eruption of tingles from her head to her toes, centering in her pussy and the tips of her breasts. She leaned forward a bit, angling him deeper inside her. He was so deep, she thought she could feel him inside against the middle of her belly, the head of his shaft right behind her belly button. She moaned, undulated, and started to move faster to increase the friction she loved so much.

"Mmm, shit!" Sesshomaru groaned through gritted teeth and fangs, he closed his eyes as they began to bleed red, his lips pursing and his nostrils flaring with each harsh breath.

She could feel as he slid his hands up her waist toward her breasts, but she stopped them, gripping his wrists. If he touched her breasts, she would cum, and the goal was to make her orgasm with nothing but thrusting this time. It wasn't uncommon for them to make little goals they wanted to achieve together sexually; it was a spicy thing that added variety to their mating.

"No, no, Sessho," she panted, pushing his clawed hands back down as she continued to move. "That's cheating, you know."

He groaned even more audibly and gave a low chuckle, the beginning of a smile on his lips. Kami, was he gorgeous! She loved to watch him...watch him grow more and more aroused. She could feel her muscles quivering, a sure sign of the start of her orgasm.

Sesshomaru gripped her hips, slightly piercing her skin with his claws, and started to move upward, meeting her downward slides. He held her tight against him, in a deep-seated, rocking motion. Kagome gasped as it hit, a rippling, shimmering climax that went on and on. She could feel him pulsing inside her, in wet surges, as his climax hit, too. He never stopped thrusting, still moving slowly as the last tremors shook her while she relaxed on top of him.

"How was that?" he asked. She could hear the smug tone of his voice.

She whacked him in the arm gently. "You're already vain enough, Sesshomaru. I'm not going to add to that."

A deep chuckle vibrated from his chest while his hands were stroking her back, reaching down occasionally to play with her bottom, like he always did if she was on top of him. "I will assume it was acceptable."

She looked down at him with a sexy little grin, then leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Acceptable, indeed." She playfully mocked.

At that moment, the cry of a baby caused her to tense. She sighed and then dismounted him like a cowgirl dismounting her stallion. She heard him grunt with the loss of her heat. She went to stand up, but his hand stopped her.

"I will get him. You relax for a minute."

"Sesshomaru, I have three children; I haven't relaxed in six years," she said with a laugh.

He stood to pull on his boxers and nodded in agreement before walking out of the room.

Kagome sighed, her legs splayed and still wobbly from the fun she'd had with her mate. The enjoyment was short-lived; she'd better pull on something, and fast. The years of sleeping naked with her mate were long gone. She stood, and pulled on a worn cotton T-shirt nightgown with buttons down the front. She yawned and then rolled onto her side. She was tired. That wasn't too odd, considering she had a 6 year old, a 3 year old, and a 10 month old, along with a lovingly demanding husband.

As tired as she was, she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Mommy," a hoarse, scratchy voice called as her 6 year old son entered the room. 

She frowned with concern and made her way to the doorway. "What's the matter, honey?"

"My throat hurts." Satoshi answered as he held his neck, his big amber eyes tearing up as he tried to swallow. Kagome knew it must be pretty bad for Satoshi to tear up. He rarely cried; he was well on his way to being a DaiYoukai like his father.

She flicked the switch on, flooding the room with light. "Open up," she said, her hands on his shoulders. "Say ahhh."

"Ahhhhh!"

The redness in her little boy's throat was clearly visible under the ceiling fan light, along with white patches of gunk. She clucked her tongue, shaking her head with a worried frown. "Oh, baby. Not good."

Sesshomaru walked in, carrying baby Akio. "What's wrong?"

Sesshomaru's expression was concerned, but Akio looked happy as a clam. The baby looked vibrantly awake, which was never a good sign at midnight.

"Sore throat. I think it's strep," Kagome answered her spouse, sighing heavily. "I'll take him to see the doctor later today."

Without a thought Sesshomaru cursed under his breath about stupid ningen illnesses. 

Kagome made a growl of her own and shot him a glare. They've been through this numerous times, the odds of their children being born full youkai was slim to none. 

The little boy stiffened and reclaimed his parents' attention. "No! I don't wanna go!" He exclaimed worriedly over his sore vocal chords.

"Satoshi," Kagome began, "they have to see it so they can give you medicine to make it better."

Pulling away in a panic, her eldest son cried, "No!"

Before she could say another word, Sesshomaru handed Akio to Kagome and then put his hand on Satoshi's shoulder. "Let me get you a popsicle to cool down that hot throat, and we will talk of this doctor tomorrow."

The little boy sniffled, but he couldn't stop the two big tears from overflowing his eyes and rolling down his blotchy cheeks. Sesshomaru stiffened if only for a mili-second, uncomfortable with his heir showing weakness. While Kagome on the other hand felt her heart break. "I don't wanna go, father."

Sesshomaru scooped him up in his arms, not much different than how he'd held Akio, and started gently patting his son's back. "Popsicle first, then we'll see about later today, okay?"

"Okay, but I..."

Kagome couldn't hear the rest of the conversation because they both had left the room. Akio was smiling at her, a big grin with just a few teeth. Akio Taisho had the most infectious grin in the world and the cutest puppy dog ears, besides her brother in law, Inuyasha.

Kagome smiled back at him; she couldn't help it. "When are we going to stop meeting like this, Aki? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping through the night by now?"

The baby cooed in answer. She couldn't be mad at him; it was an impossible task.

She sat in the rocking chair in their room and had started to unbutton her nightgown, when her daughter walked into the room, rubbing her eyes.

"Is it time to get up?" Rin asked, her little face curious, but tired-looking, too.

Kagome stood. "No, honey. Satoshi has a sore throat, and Akio's hungry."

The little human girl rubbed both of her eyes. "I'm tired."

Feeding the baby would have to wait. Shifting Akio to one hip, she put her arm around Rin. "Let me tuck you back in."

Big, blue eyes, that mirrored her own looked up at her. "Story, too?"

"No, honey," she said, patting her daughter's back. "It's after midnight—too late for a story."

"Midnight," Rin pondered, tapping her chin with her finger like she always did before she made some sort of great revelation. "Cinderella has her ugly dress back on."

Kagome laughed as she tucked Rin back into bed. The little girl was too smart for her own good. "That's right, honey." Kagome leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "Good night, sweetheart."

Rin turned on her side, cuddling her stuffed panda. "Night, Mommy."

Baby Akio, who was very calm through the majority of the happenings, now was scowling. He looked like he was about to erupt, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Kagome jogged back into her room, tugging at her buttons. They wouldn't go, so she pulled her nightgown off over her head, sat in the rocking chair naked, and started to nurse the baby.

At midnight, you do what you have to do.

The suckling started immediately, the scowl slowly left, and the baby's eyes grew heavy. Soon, he was nursing away, one hand splayed against Kagome's breast.

"So patient," she said, stroking the baby's soft cheek. "Thank you."

Akio let out a cute little sigh.

Kagome sighed herself and closed her eyes for only a moment...

Sesshomaru finished putting Satoshi into bed, tucking him in and giving him a kiss on his hot little forehead. He was standing in the hall now, leaning against the door frame. He yawned; they had work at eight thirty. He averaged very little sleep most nights, but Kagome was worse. He wondered how she did it and still remained gorgeous and upbeat.

He wandered into their room and glanced at the rocking chair. Akio was sleeping on his naked mommy's lap, tucked in her arm. Kagome was sleeping, her chin resting on her chest.

Sesshomaru scooped up the baby, who fussed just a little when he was removed from his mother.

"My turn to cuddle with her, buddy," Sesshomaru said to the sleeping baby. He kissed Akio's forehead and then put the baby into his crib. He walked slowly back to his room.

When he entered the room again, he watched the love of his life as she slept contentedly. He thought about how he felt at that moment—grateful, happy, tired, warmth, affection, even desire, and a host of other things—and there was only one word that completely encompassed the feeling.

Love.

A singular word that did not exist in his world, vocabulary, or heart until him and kagome finally realized they were destined to be together.

"Now for my very first baby," he murmured, scooping Kagome up in his arms.

She startled and gasped. "Wha—"

"Hush," he said as she began to cuddle into his chest. He laid her down in their bed. He covered her up, then shut off their light before he crawled in next to her. "Good night."

His answer was a soft snore.

Cont. AN: So, what do you think :) Are you interested in more?