Deep blue orbs gazed around her pale violet painted walls, well kept finger nails toying with the cotton of her nightgown as her eyes looked once again to the digital clock to the side. It had only been a minute since the last time she looked at the illuminated numbers displayed, her anxiety rising, causing her body to squirm from its place on the windowsill. Her sigh filled the quiet room that was deemed her own, her mother's to the right and her brother's to the left, both deep in slumber since it was well after eleven. Luckily it was a Friday.
Her own eyes were heavy with sleep, begging for her to lie down and rest like the others, but she wouldn't; she couldn't. She was waiting for the one person that bid her goodnight after indulging in a conversation, whether short or long. She was waiting to see him before she closed her eyes to the world, his tanned face and long silver hair the last thing she saw for the night. It was the only way for her to sleep peacefully. Her dreams would be most pleasant with the added bonus of stroking his puppy ears, them being soft to the touch under her calloused fingertips. However, it wasn't often.
Inuyasha.
They had been friends ever since her family had moved into their moderate sized town house 10 years ago, their buildings not separated by far; his window along with hers was right across from the other. On many occasions he would climb in through her window to relax in her room, her having done the same several times before but not as much as him. It was only done when he was alone at home, with was surprising frequent for him. Yet she couldn't complain since she enjoyed his company, whether he was bitching, napping, making an ass of himself or whichever combined, he made time pass by.
She couldn't help but smile when remembering him entering her room with irritated eyes and a blush staining his cheeks as he plopped himself on her bed. Her book had been forgotten on her desk so she could question him about his mood, her cheeks having heated when getting her answer.
"You and Kagome would look so cute together. And if you did, Hotaru and I would be in-laws some day." He tried in vain to mimic his mother's voice, failing miserably in replicating her melodic tone.
His mother adored her, which she found was kind, but she had asked her on many occasions and was answered the same as always. ‘You're responsible, caring and could do the dog some good. I just don't know what else he could bring home.'
And what he brought home indeed.
Inuyasha was known to bring home questionable females as his girlfriend, the worst of them all his current girl. She was even worst then the woman with piercings on her lady parts. Kagome had to shiver at the thought of a piercing on one's nipples nonetheless clitoris. Who would go so far to feel pleasure that you would push wholes in your skin? Apparently her.
The girl by the name of Kikyo was the definition of evil, maybe Satan himself in a female's body, but whatever the case the girl was just plain mean. On many occasions she tried to act civil with her for Inuyasha's sake, but she made it so damn impossible for her to even force a smile around her. Yet despite everything, she had grinned and bared it just to be around him and see him smile. Their 9 years of friendship was too precious to her for it to end by the hands the bitch that had hurled insults to her. It was her fault she rarely saw him as it was, Kikyo took her time from her when she entered his life and made it a living hell along with hers. The monster was just jealous of how close they were, too close in her opinion because she had asked her if she liked him while glaring into her azure orbs. It was a stupid question in her opinion being that they were friends after all.
A frown marred her lips as she wrapped her arms around her raised legs, her chin resting on her knees. If she had to admit, just to herself, she knew she felt more for him than a friend should, but damn she couldn't help it. He was charming and sincere to her, something she was privileged to when he wasn't being gruff in public. But she knew nothing would become of it since he was two years older than her, him being 19 and her 17. She was still in high school, but it did stroke her ego to know a 19 year old was jealous of her, a high school senior.
Immediately her thoughts were halted when the illumination of his light flicked to life, her heart doubling when seeing his silhouette move around the room, divesting himself of his clothes. Though he wasn't aware of her presence, she politely turned her head away from his window before considering tapping on the glass of his window with small pebbles kept on her desk. It only took a moment for them to open and reveal her hanyou friend, clad only in a baggy pair of cotton pajama's that hugged his narrow hips, teasingly revealing silver curls that travelled down into the waistband. His chest was illuminated by the small lamp shining from within his room, the form of the sculpted muscles of his chest irresistible to the eyes.
Finally tearing her eyes away from his body to look upon his face, a frown marred her lips at the irritation she could see within his golden eyes. Thinking it was her to cause his attitude, she was quick to apologize.
"I-I'm sorry I . . . didn't mean to bother you," she muttered dejectedly. She hadn't meant to bother him, but she just wanted to see him before she went to bed.
"No, it's not your fault," he sighed, his body leaning against the window of his room, his frustration slightly calming.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she once again turned to look upon his face in concern for her friend. As of recently he was irritated easily and his anger was quick to start. His mother had suspected he was taking drugs but she easily brought that thought to an end, telling his mother that he was just under a lot stress was all.
"Then what's wrong? You've been in this mood for weeks now," she questioned, noticing the tension in his body as he shifted to lean on the opposite side of the window.
"Nothings wrong wench, so mind your business," he replied harshly, flinching when seeing her eyes sadden by the roughness of his words. He would apologize if he could, but he just wasn't in the mood. Yet he knew it was unfair to take his frustration out on his friend who was concerned for him, he couldn't rein his emotions as of yet, it was too deep.
Silence passed between the two usually talkative friends, both deep in thought as they perched on the windows into the cool night. The golden of his eyes caught the small shiver that ran up her spine due to the cool temperature of outside, he turned into his room and turned off the light. With his room once again dark without the assistance of light, he made his way back towards the window.
"Move out the way wench," he warned in a murmur before he jumped the distance between their windows, landing comfortable on her perch. Closing and locking her window to lean against the glass, his amber orbs followed her as she made her way to sit on her bed. Against his better judgment, Inuyasha got up and ventured over to her bed, sitting down beside her. He hated to see her sad, especially if it was his fault.
"I dumped Kikyo," he muttered quietly as he looked anywhere but her eyes when hearing her gasp.
"I'm so sorry Inuyasha," she whispered sadly, feeling bad for the heartbroken man. But somewhere deep down inside her couldn't help but rejoice at the idea of the devil being gone from his life.
"Don't get of sympathetic on my wench. The woman was a jealous, conniving bitch," he snarled, his ember gems darkening in repressed anger for the woman who hurt him.
"It couldn't be that bad," Kagome murmured, the look in his eyes as he turned to gaze at her expressed more than words could explain. "What did she do?"
Having turned to once again gaze at the familiar colour of her violet painted wall in the darkness of her room, Kagome softly tugged at his forelock, knowing he would eventually turn with her insistent tugging. Once gaining his attention, she tilted her head in question, pleading him to tell her.
With a sigh, Inuyasha slumped, resting his elbows on his thighs with his head bent forward, his eyes hidden behind his bangs. "Don't worry Kagome."
Seeing him so dejected crushed her to the point of wanting to get up and find the bitch that did this to him. Though she wasn't violent by nature, she could be vicious when provoked. Without thinking her hands moved to rub his back in soothing motions, hoping it would at least comfort him like it had her in situations much like his. Trying to lighten the mood, she offered to rub his ears for him, knowing how much he enjoyed the pampering even though he declined such facts.
She had managed to make him chuckle with her offer, his saddened and angered eyes dulling in intensity. "We both know it's more for your benefit than mine."
"I've never heard you complain about it while tweaking said ears," she giggled, reaching out a hand to the closet ear and rubbing it expertly. A rumble followed the notion accompanied by a weak protest of her actions against his ears, which caused her giggles to escalate into a soft laughter.
Trying in vain to swat away her hands from his ear, every attempt only caused her to become more persistent. Already he could feel the telltale sign of blood pumping its way southward to places that shouldn't, especially for the one responsible for causing such a reaction to his body. He would be a hypocrite to Kikyo's words if he dare thought to indulge in such things with her, a junior in his eyes. But she made things impossible, not to mention their mother's, to resist thinking such things when she tweaked his ears with such care and tenderness, the reason for his hesitance.
"Stop Kagome," he murmured trying in vain to stop her ministration on his ear before he lost control.
"Oh no you don't. I'm not stopping until I know for a fact that you're out of your funk mister," Kagome replied seriously, her resolve firmly in place.
Little did she take his warning of her to withdraw from his ears, since she soon found herself pressed into her soft mattress with the hanyou sitting on top of her prone body, hands that once assaulted his fluffy appendages held within his large hands. Dazed at the position she currently found herself in, all in her long life she never expected for it to happen, even in her dreams. Gazing up to look upon his face with his eyes hidden by his bangs, she noticed his breath leaving his lips in puffs of air, a tingly feeling spreading across her body at the feel of something hard poking into her abdomen. She didn't need to look down to know what it was nudging into belly, her breath coming out in pants in response to his.
"I told you stop wench," he muttered while trying desperately to regain control of his body. His mind was hazy due to the desire that hung above, making it hard to focus and think in the wake of need. Along with him, she too was experiencing trouble in logical thoughts, trying desperately to think with her mind fogged. With her tongue slipping out of her mouth to moisten her suddenly dry lips, she saw as his eyes followed every movement of her tongue lavishing her skin.
"Inuyasha," she whispered into the room, his eyes lowering at the sound of her melodic voice calling his name.
His resolve was so close to mending before he watched her pink little tongue slip out to moisten her lips then be tortured by hearing her call his name. Despite all of it, he had managed to hold onto what little restraint he could, but it was all for not when seeing her bottom lip nibbled upon with her blunt teeth in nervousness.
It was like a movie played in slow-mo, watching as he slowly lowered his head until his lips were ghosting over hers softly, teasingly. Though surprised at first, Kagome quickly surrendered to his soft lips that teased her own, slowly becoming passionate and needy. Shyly, her tongue slipped out to gently intrude his mouth, their appendages playfully touching and tangling together before roaming his orifice. Memorizing it as best she could, Kagome reluctantly parted to allow her deprived lungs some much needed oxygen while her hazy mind cleared slightly. Eyelids hanging low over sapphire orbs, she gazed into his golden ones darkened in need and want, wanting more than anything to relieve him of the hardened flesh that jabbed into her stomach with the new angle, knowing it to be uncomfortable.
"What was that all about?" she whispered breathlessly even after regaining her ability to breathe evenly. She was shocked to see his face contort in surprise and fear, the unexpected feeling of his body moving to get off of her caused her hand to grab hold of his forelocks to prevent him from going any further. "I didn't ask you to get up. I asked why you kissed me."
Trying desperately to regain what little control he still held within him, Inuyasha looked into her hazy eyes and took in a breath to calm his lust filled mind, yet the smell of her arousal hitting him full force did little to clear his desire. Already he knew he had overstepped his boundaries, but what surprised him most was the fact that she wasn't upset in the least, judging by the smell the emitted from between her legs. He was torn between himself and his lust for the person that lay beneath him, looking at him with a reflection of lust within her azure orbs like his. However this was his friend laying under him, his best friend for 9 years that looked at him with need and pleading eyes glazed in question.
At that moment the unwanted words of Kikyo drifted into his mind, allowing his brain to clear from the lust and make a decision. With determination, Inuyasha willed his body to move, but was yet again stopped by her arms wrapping around his neck.
"Kagome," he whispered pleading, needing for her to let go before he regretted what they could eventual do.
"Was it something I did wrong?" there was a pause as the words travelled through the air and into his ears, his body suddenly still as the weight of her question paralyzed him.
"No, you didn't do anything wrong," he replied with a frown. He was appalled by the knowledge of her blaming herself for his slip of control. Already her heady aroma of arousal was diminishing under the smell of rejection and confusion, it being strong to the point of suffocation. Knowing that tears were soon to come if he didn't offer an explanation, he took a moment to calm his nerves before telling the tale.
"From the beginning, I felt a connection between me and Kikyo, which was the only reason I put up with her shit for so fucking long. After a while she started to demand more attention and when I couldn't promise her that I would she started accusing me of seeing others girls behind her back. College and work already take up my life as it is, so logically cheating would be impossible unless I was having sex with some girl in my dream," he scoffed with irritation coating his voice.
"I knew from the start Kikyo wasn't the sharing type of girl, but I thought it would be a faze that pasted in a couple of days. I was wrong when I thought it would pass since soon we were arguing like cats and dogs over trivial things like me not calling her and other things that didn't make sense."
Inuyasha paused then, thinking whether or not to tell her the rest, not knowing what she would say or how she would react and he wasn't about to find out. Turning his golden gaze towards the digital alarm clock that sat on her nightstand to their right, the illuminated numbers reflecting back at him caused his frown to deepen as he realized how late it had become. Though there was no school tomorrow nor did he have to work, he knew the later he stayed, the less likely he would be willing to leave her room nonetheless her welcoming embrace. The soft soothing whisper of his name drew his attention away from the clock to her blue gaze.
"What happened? What else aren't you telling me," she murmured softly, his eyes quickly trailing to watch her soft lips move to pronounce every word, wanting more than anything to explore the sweet cavern of her mouth.
Closing his eyes and shaking his head, Inuyasha knew he couldn't continue, not now of all time. Knowing her better than she knew herself, he knew for a fact that she would be compelled to comfort him of his seemingly broken heart. If only she knew his heart wasn't in fact broken but yearning for another, the person he craved for being the one under him that looked at him with such sympathy. She didn't deserve a one time flung with him, what she deserved was a commitment, a relationship he wanted to experience with her but was afraid of. The possibility of it going horrible wrong and potentially ending their years of friendship had his heart beating fiercely within his chest. Just the thought of not having her in his life . . . he stopped his train of thought before it could continue any further.
"Its getting late Kagome," reluctantly unwrapping her arms from around his neck, he slowly moved off her soft mattress to stand on her soft carpet that tickled his toes, distracting him from the scent of concern and disappointment that wafted into his nostrils.
"Promise me you'll tell when your ready," she whispered softly and hopeful, her hands finding purchase on the nightgown that pooled in her lap.
With a slight nod of his head, he leapt to his windowsill and entered, his eyes looking at her one last time before closing his window and disappearing behind his heavy red drapes.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Blue orbs seemed to darken ominously as the owner of said eyes walked calmly off the bus and down her street before reaching her home. Despite the mask of calm that was strategically placed on, underneath she was furious, enraged by the conversation that took place and at the person whom had the gull to confront her in front of her friends. Trying to rein the anger she knew was close to snapping, she breathed in deeply before taking out her key and opening the door, the humming of her mother slowly reaching her from the kitchen located to the left.
Quickly shutting the door off to the cool air of outside, Kagome walked passed the kitchen, hoping to slip upstairs unnoticed by her mother when she heard her name being called. Not bothering to stop and give any greeting to her mother, Kagome muttered some words between clenched teeth soon after disappearing behind the closed door of her room.
At that moment she couldn't bring herself to care for how callous she had been to her mother, because the one that truly deserved her fury was the one whose window was across from hers. Since the night he had kissed her and started to explain what that witch had done to him, he had left her room, not even bothering to finish the tale. She had been understanding and had let him leave with the promise of telling her one day.
But that was two months ago, two fucking months ago.
He was avoiding her plain and simple. Though she realized a week into his avoidance that he may have been embarrassed or blamed himself for what he had done, she had given him the space he so desperately wanted, not even daring to tap on his window when night came. But after giving him a month to himself, she had thought he would be back to himself as was usual between them. Yet to her surprise and anger, every attempt to contact him was met with an excuse from his mother or no reply at all. Justly she wasn't at fault for being concerned for her long time friend of many years to treat her as if she didn't exist.
However that wasn't the only reason for her seeing red at the moment as she paced her room, threatening to wear the wood of her floor if she continued. No, that bitch was the reason. How dare she confront her about something so private and untrue with the audience of her friends? Kagome knew for a fact that she was just looking to humiliate her in front of her companions, yet in the end it was her to be embarrassed before the many people who stood and watched in the crowded mall. For her sake, Kikyo was lucky her friends had held her back, because she knew deep down she would not be held responsible for what would be done to her.
With a growl all but ready to tear from her lips, Kagome rushed to her desk to pick up some pebbles before harshly swinging open her windows to hurl them at his. The strength used behind every pebble was dangerously close to cracking the glass of his window, the knowledge of the damage that could be done flying past her. It wasn't until the last pebble was thrown did the object of her wrath open to show a disgruntled hanyou standing in view, his eyes narrowing at her as he looked over the glass for damage.
Not being able to hold in her anger any longer nor wait for him to open his mouth, Kagome climbed onto her windowsill before leaping through his open window, tackling him roughly to the floor in the process.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" his voice all but yelled in his room, threatening to damage her eardrum that wasn't but an arm's length away.
"I should be asking that question, Inuyasha! You've been avoiding me since the last time I saw you and it doesn't help that your dumb ex-girlfriend tried to humiliate me in the mall. So until you tell what the hell is going on, I'm not moving one damn inch!"
Baring his fangs as a growl of irritation rumbled his chest, his eyes narrowed further as he fought not to push her off him. He wasn't in the mood to discuss what happened between Kikyo and himself at the moment, when he was to busy with other problems regarding the female sitting on top of his person, her soft curvy body pressed closely, intimately into him.
"Get off Kagome, I don't have time for your shit," he spat harshly, his hands gently yet effectively pushing her warm body off his being before getting up to walk to his closet.
"Time for my shit? Do you think I have time for yours? I gave you the space you needed and then some, so don't you think I deserve to know?" her voice lessened in volume, the anger vanishing under her concern for him.
Inuyasha stilled as he looked from the shirt he pulled out from his closet to the azure colour of her orbs, truth warring with lie. After everything they had been through he had never, in his nineteen years, lied to her before and the thought of doing so now was wreaking havoc with his conscience.
Fate decided to intervene with the knock of his door, his mother calling out to him from behind the wood. "Inuyasha are you almost ready? Satomi is most likely waiting for us."
"Not now mom, I have something to deal with. You can head over there, I'll catch up with you later," Inuyasha yelled back, knowing he wouldn't be going anywhere with the stubborn girl hounding him for answers.
Silence filled his moderate sized burgundy painted walls, the footsteps of his mother heard by both as she disappeared down the stairs and out the door, leaving the two adolescents alone in the home.
"Look, its none of you business so drop it," he interrupted the silence briefly before allowing it to dwell again, none seeming to stop it from raising nor the tension that rapidly spread like wild fire.
Anger once again taking claim of her body, her teeth clenched painfully together, trying desperately to keep herself from wringing his neck from where he stood. "It's my business when that bitch tries to humiliate me in front of everyone in the mall." She watched as his body tensed, taking satisfaction in knowing he was listening. "When someone tries to degrade me and my honour is questioned that makes it my business."
Kagome knew she was being underhanded by drawing out the ‘honour' card, knowing how he prided himself on his honour and just how important it was to him. Yet she knew using it would at the very least have him listen to her, that being the only thing she wanted from him along with the answers he kept from her. If he feared she would be upset with what he told her, he should know her better than anyone in the world, she wouldn't judge him no matter how childish he could be sometimes.
"Kagome . . . just drop it okay," he replied with shoulders slumped in defeat, the harsh baritone of his voice sounding utterly tired in her ears. In that moment her concern tripled as her blue orbs gazed upon him while he divested himself of his shirt, her eyes never straying from his tired expression to sneak a peak at his body but instead engraving the image in her mind and placing them with the many others she never wanted to see again.
"Inuyasha I'm just concerned about-" she was interrupted by his voice cutting through her sentence, effectively silencing her.
"I didn't ask you to be worried about me," through his voice was tired, Kagome still heard the dismissal in his tone, causing her eyes to glaze with unshed tears from his callous words.
"Fine," her voice trembled with the effort of keeping her tears at bay. "I always thought we could tell each other everything, but I understand."
It troubled him to hear her voice sound defeated and her usual topical aroma clouded by the scent of her concern, rejection and sadness that permitted the air around him to the point of suffocation. At the moment he felt confused, torn between what he wanted and what he couldn't have. She meant more than anything to him and to have to see her look rejected because of her concern for him pulled at his very being, wanting to comfort her and wipe away her tears. The pathetic whimpers and whines coming from his beast helped reach his resolve yet his body couldn't move from its spot, as if it was rebelling against him as it stood stationary, hearing as she tried to fight back her tears for his sake. Yet all it took for his body to respond, to move with a desire to embrace her trembling body, was watching her slowly walk to his window, ready to leave without his consent did he move to stop her. Strong tanned arms encircled her small being, halting all action in her departure when feeling him embrace her, almost begging her not to leave, not to walk out on him as of yet. With no resistance he slowly took a couple of steps away from the window to close them off to the darkened sky and cool breeze soon after pulling his drapes before focusing on the woman in his arms.
"She was jealous of you," he began, satisfied that her tears no longer threatened to spill. "I could see it every time we all went out, her eyes would be so scorning and cold. She said that my eyes sparkled whenever I saw you or I would smile affectionately at you or some bullshit along though lines.
"I don't know what happened to her from the first time I met her, but her insecurity was making everything harder for me. The last the fight we had better we split . . ." he paused with hesitation, not knowing whether to continue or not. Feeling as her hand entwined with his, he buried his nose in the apex of her soft neck and breathed in her calming scent before finding the courage to go on.
"She wanted me to stop seeing you . . . something I couldn't bring myself to do. When I refused, she accused me of secretly lusting for or cheating on her with you. After that demand I knew I couldn't be with someone so insecure and selfish, though ironically she was the one cheating on me."
Silence filled his room for the third time, his mind racing and slight fear gripping a hold on him when he couldn't pick up any reaction from her nor change of scent. Yet his panic was short lived when she slowly turned in his arms to wrap hers around his middle, her face buried in his uncovered chest, the sound of deep breathing entering his ears.
"I'm sorry you had go through all that trouble with her, but if it makes you feel better I appreciate your friendship and I'm glad you stood up for me. There are many other girls out there besides Kikyo so don't let her hold you back, okay? There's a girl out there for you, you just have to find her," she drew back enough to look into his topaz gaze, her smile diminishing his foul mood and coaxing a small smile to tug at his lips. ‘And she's standing in front of me.'
"I think both our mom's are probably downstairs waiting for us, so I better go-" reluctantly pulling away from his warm body, her attempts were halted by his strong arms tightening around her waist, his eyes lowering slightly as they gazed at one another.
"Inuyasha?"
One clawed digit was placed upon her lips to silence her, his eyes taking in the beautiful woman standing in front him, surprise registered along with acceptance when he leaned closer to her. With his soft lips placing quick but gentle kisses upon hers, her lids fluttered closed at the feel he provoked with her for the second time in two long months. The need to feel more possessed her as she opened her cavern to him, giving him permission to enter and memorize her orifice to his content, basking in the sense of delight that traveled through her. Tongues danced joyfully together, entwining and battling for dominance. Her arms tightened around his neck to deepen the kiss further, wanting more yet not knowing what of.
Reluctantly drawing away from his sinful mouth to replenish the oxygen needed in her lungs, Kagome clung onto him desperately, the kiss having turned her knees to jell-o. The gentle caress of his hand on her cheek had her eyes opening to look at him, his hooded lids showing the want hidden unsuccessfully within, telling her a story of lust and desire. She leaned into the hand, displaying the side of her creamy neck to his reddening gaze, causing his primal side to surge within to the point of surface. Yet he held back, knowing the action was subconscious since she knew nothing about Inu youkai nor hanyou behaviour.
"Kagome," he groaned as she kissed the side of his neck, another form of submission, her warm hands against his bare and equally warm chest. "We can't do this, not now."
She drew back as if burned by his words to look into his molten gems, ocean orbs filled with humiliation and rejection as she realized her mistake of reading his emotions wrong.
"So you don't want this?" her voice was nothing more than a pathetic whisper while she averted her gaze to his floor.
"No, that isn't it," he was quick to reply, not liking the way her arousal was slowly diminishing. "I don't want this to be some one time fling . . . you deserve more than that."
Silence. It was deafening to their ears, yet nothing was done to rectify the problem until her voice broke through it, gaining his attention immediately with the words produced through the lips he had tasted not long before.
"Than don't let it be," she whispered hopefully, implying she cared for him, more than on a level of friendship.
At that moment something possessive claimed his being, causing him to reclaim her lips with his own, his tongue traveling into her orifice in a bout of passion. The reality of her words repeated in his mind, his potential mate agreeing to his attentions she readily accepted.
It took him two months to realize what he wanted from her, what he needed from her. In those two months he realized he wanted her to stay be his side, his beast readily agreeing with him, the harmony between the two showing him that she was meant to be with him. Just the thought of her with another male was close to driving him into a jealous temper-tantrum, a reaction he knew his intended was to cause. The sensations she erupted within him was enough to further prove his point, their connection strong to the point of his soul yearning to be by her when separated for a long amount of time.
His kiss meant to show her his acceptance of her idea turned into something more as he felt her gently push him backwards, his knees connecting into his bed and unceremoniously landing both their bodies onto his soft mattress. Lips never parted until the need for air was required, the feel of her lips moving to his neck to lavish the sensitive skin and the sensation of her hand roaming his exposed chest catching him off guard. Where this brave and confident woman straddling his waist had come from he didn't have a clue, yet he didn't complain when her hands expertly tugged on his right nipple, the abused flesh hardening under her digits. His arousal spiked at watching her work his body skilfully, knowing she was anything but when the scent of her screamed virgin, her aroma not consisting of any male.
A groan slipped pass his throat when he noticed her lips having lowered, so wrapped up in his thoughts he hadn't realized her mouth making a steady travel down his neck to lavish a dusky nipple. Her tongue, warm and wet, slowly lapped at his pebbled nipple, provoking a moan to slip passed his mouth to travel into the hushed room, the noise sounding amplified to his ears. Mindful of his sharpened digits, his fingers entwined into her soft, curly onyx locks, moving the mass of hair away from hindering his view, he continued to watch her pink tongue lap contently. Inuyasha shifted uncomfortably, finding the throbbing of his erection painful with the rhythmic lapping of her warm, wet tongue bringing him ecstasy, yet neglecting the one most important part of his body.
Without a doubt Kagome was pleased with herself, the groans and moans leaving his mouth doing nothing but encouraging her onwards, her hips slowly moving across the bulge that sat underneath her clothed folds. The action did nothing but ignite her blood as pleasure coursed through her body, her folds weeping for the attention it so desperately needed when he rocked against hers in response. Her tongue stopped as a moan filled the room, his hands having moved down her body to rest upon her firm behind and move her roughly against his erection constricted within his sweat pants. Their combined moans and groans were music to his ears as he continued to grind against her clothed core, both too caught up in the bliss that ravished them, not willing to let go until it was ready.
The sensation was torture to his boiling blood that coursed thought his body, the one creating such a reaction so close yet far. So badly he wanted to take her, show her the things he could do to her body, the heights he could bring her to, but hesitating. Their mothers were waiting for their arrival at Kagome's house for dinner and it wouldn't do to have them look for them when in such a position.
Reluctant to stop the rocking of her hips across his, he slowed the pace gradually before stilling her form and igniting a whimper to pass through her lips in irritation. His ember orbs disappeared behind tanned eyelids while pants heaved though his opened lips, clawed fingers twitching with the need to continue what was close to being a mind numbing release he would ever experience. The grunt soon heard accompanied by the many whines and whimpers of the woman on top was of little help to the hanyou, her hips stubbornly trying to restart the movement previously yet was halted by the grip upon her.
"Inuyasha," her husky voice sent shivers down his spine, his hands threaten to continue where they had left off. But he knew they couldn't with their mothers waiting for their arrival to start dinner, his own personal discomfort having to be endured to save them both from further embarrassment if stumbled upon.
Using his superior speed to quickly roll their bodies, he had hers under his owns, half-lidded blue eyes shining in confusion before closing to the gentle kiss placed upon her lips. Slowly his tongue slipped into her orifice, sampling and memorizing her taste briefly before reluctantly withdrawing from her to slowly get up from her warm and welcoming body. It took his already strained control not to pounce on her when a soft groan of frustration escaped her lips to travel into his sensitive ears, his breath he hadn't known he was holding releasing when finally seeing her sit up, slowly realization glowing behind her ocean orbs. The flush from desire soon turned into a nervous one as she stood from his bed to stand awkwardly in front of him, cobalt looking downward in an attempt to hide her once pleasure contorted face.
Not liking the uneasy that clouded her heady scent of arousal, sharpened claws gently took hold of her chin to turn her attention towards his softened ones, his lips slowly lowering to place one last kiss upon her pedal soft lips.
"We'll finish this later," his soft breath fanned against her heated skin, desire once again burning to life. Nodding absentmindedly, a chaste kiss was placed on her forehead before her legs moved her to the windowsill to open them to the outside world soon after leaping the small distance into her room. Looking one last time to the hanyou who stood unmoving through her window, Kagome couldn't help the shy smile that made its way across her face as she closed the window.
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Hands fiddled nervously at her nightgown, the blue of her eyes darting from the clock to the window, teeth nibbling on the bottom of lush lips. It seemed like an endless routine, waiting upon the man that promised to visit tonight and finally finish what had being started moments before dinner. Just the thought had her liquid desire pooling between her legs in need of satisfaction, of the release waiting to be drawn out of her forcefully. Yet she knew that patience was what was needed to find such pleasure and it was with that thought that her alternating between standing and sitting upon her bed instead of pacing her bedroom floor.
Just remembering the affairs of dinner had her heart nearly flying out of her chest, the reminder of how her face flushed from the touches lied upon her skin from under the table, his face betraying nothing as he continued to tease her mercilessly. It didn't make matters any better when their mothers' gave each other knowing looks as if they knew what the two had done or planned to do when waiting for their arrival. She was just relieved that Souta seemed oblivious to everything happening at dinner, his child-like innocence and ramblings of nothingness preventing him from seeing how truly perverted his sister was.
Kagome sighed, the cool intake of air helping her sooth her anxious yet excited heart from its furious beating against her chest, her hands grip loosening from their hold on her abused spaghetti strap nightgown that reflected the soft light of the night peeking though her window. Although it was still early, dinner having only finished about a couple hours ago, she couldn't help but think that maybe he wasn't going to come after all. He had promised, the look in his honey eyes before she left seeming believable to her as well as the look of hungry that penetrated her soul at dinner, yet she couldn't help the small lump of doubt that formed in her chest that threatened to well her eyes with tears.
It was almost as if hearing her minds ramblings, the person in question seemed to glide into her room soon closing the window behind him, his eyes freezing her to the spot. The hunger of need from before still blazed behind his eyes, the colour appearing darker than normal under the darkness of her room. Watching as he walked toward her with baited breath, she swallowed the persistent lump in her throat, her nightgown's abuse starting again by the relentless grip upon the material.
The soft waft of her arousal threatened to undo him as he slowly walked toward her prone body that stood in front of her bed, her tropical scent holding small traces of anxiety and excitement bringing his erection to once again stand. It felt like eternity to finally reach her, their bodies so close yet so far apart, his ears picking up the sound of her heavy breathing as his eyes watched her chest rise and descend from the movement. His hands tipped with claws slowly moved to touch her soft, creamy skin before leaning down, equally as slow, to claim her lips in a tender kiss. Tongues slipped out to taste and memorize, shivers working their way from head to toe from the sensation blossoming from touch alone.
The hand that had been placed upon her cheek to dive within her warm orifice moved slowly downward, his thumb pushing against the hardened flesh of her nipple, igniting a moan from her occupied mouth. Taking the moan as encouragement, he added pressure to the erect bead, alternating between using his claw to trace slow patterns around her nipple and slightly pinching. Soon lips parted to take in deprived air into their lungs, his own pair trailing downward to nibble her chin before moving to her neck. Tongue and teeth worked in harmony to bring more pleasured gasps from the woman, her hands deeply entangled into soft, silky silver locks, blunt human nails digging into his scalp. His mouth, now making a trail to where his hands teased, latched unto a clothed nipple, the taste blocked from the material yet not hindering the smell of her heady spice of arousal to find its way into his sensitive nostrils. The need to feel more had his hands moving to her shoulders, nudging the straps aside to fall and pool on the floor around her feet, his lips soon latching onto the taunt flesh. Tasting, savouring and memorizing, he lapped, nipped and suckled the globe, the feel of his fangs causing sensation to explode behind her closed eyelids. With the breast red from his ministration, he moved to the next and did the same, lavishing the neglected mound with the same attention.
His hand, no longer occupied, journeyed down the curve of her waist before finding a shapely leg and bringing it rest upon his hip. The bulged constricted within his silk sleep pants rubbed against the material of her clothed folds, the strengthened smell of arousal clouding his mind in lust of the woman in front of him. His hips moved on their own will, grinding against her, trying to seek relief from the on sought of pleasure that bombarded his system with intensity. Her throaty moan of appreciation sounded in the otherwise silent room, head thrown back in overriding bliss, the fog that had started to roll in having made itself permanent with her mind.
"Inuyasha," she breathed wantonly, her other leg lifting to join the other around his narrow waist. The pleasure was addicting, sending goosebumps up her arms and her cheeks to flush a deep pink colour, a fine sheen of sweat misting over her forehead.
With her body wrapped around his in a vice, Inuyasha inched toward her soft mattress where he gently laid her body upon the sheets along with his on top. The flesh of her globes against his clothed chest had him pausing in his ministrations to divest himself of the unwanted article, a groan soon after leaving his lips when their flesh touched, electricity seeming to spark and travel through his system from head to toe. Lips once again captured within his own, his hips grinding against her own to simulate and relieve the building desire that coiled in their stomachs, her own pair of hands wandering the expanse of his back and tangling within his silver locks of hair. Soon parting for an intake of air, Kagome panted for breath, her lips shortly releasing a moan when the feel of his lips nipping and suckling her neck with his tongue soothingly lapping away the irritating.
His lips that had slowly descended downward to make a path toward the valley of her breast stopped, lavishing the twin mounds thoroughly before continuing further, hot smouldering kisses leaving trails of heat in his wake. Stopping momentarily to place a kiss and lick upon her bellybutton, Inuyasha continued, only to be met by the barrier of her mauve panties that covered his prize but not the sweet, musky scent that emitted from her. Teasingly, his nose nuzzled the wet fabric of her panties and inhaled the glorious aroma of her arousal; the pair of sensitive ears picking up the sound of her gasps and moans that traveled through the silent room. Mouth watering at the scent that had his eyes near rolling back in ecstasy leapt out the taste the sweet aroma, the involuntary moan and rumble vibrating his chest from the flavour that hit his sensitive taste buds. The sweet and tangy flavour of tropical fruits invaded his senses, his already erect length twitching with the desire to be deeply sated within the warmth of her channel, her wet walls gripping him fiercely at the intrusion yet welcoming him all the same. Hips grinding against her mattress to alleviate some of agonizing torture and strain of his self control, he shredded the purple article to gaze in wonder upon her pink, swollen lips that wept for satisfaction. Not daring to deny or prolong her agony any further, his tongue peeked from between his lips to take a slow careful lick of her folds, golden orbs rolling back at the intense flavour that hit his senses.
Kagome yelped in surprise at the sudden feel of his wet appendage gliding up her swollen folds, her thighs closing on instinct to prevent the unexpected sensation that traveled through her to stop. Yet the hanyou nestled comfortably between her legs wasn't having any of it, his hands gently spreading her legs apart once again with an amused look within his sun-kissed orbs darkened with lust. Eyes locked in a stare, Kagome watched as his lips descended and took another lick at her folds, her legs shuddering at the sensation and a gasp heaving from her chest. Eyelids lowered at the pleasure slowly burning and heating her body to unbelievable temperatures, her thighs spread wider to welcome the ministrations received.
Feeling her legs open on the own accord to welcome his ministrations, Inuyasha continued, his wet appendage resuming its lapping and suckling on the pink flesh of her neither lips. Diving in as far as his tongue could enter, he soon pulled out, lapping at the residue of her liquid desire that leaked from her channel. His hand that rested upon her quivering stomach manoeuvred his thumb to rub her swollen bud in slow circles, emitting hushed whines and mewls to sound within the air, her eyes having long ago closed from the intense pleasurable coil winding tighter within her belly, nearly close to release. Blunt teeth abused her bottom lip as her breath hitched, one hand tangling within his luscious hair while the gripped her blanket for dear life, his tongue and digits working wonders on her heated system.
His hand that had been placed upon her thigh to keep her convulsing legs from closing, moved to her weeping entrance, carefully invading her tight channel and feeling as the warmth of her walls closed around his digit. Entering and departing, the rhythm was slow and gentle to adjust to the intrusion before another digit joined with the other, slowly stretching her channel to later accommodate his erection without any cause of pain. His thumb that had been stimulating her clit in slow circle with replaced with his tongue, the coarse appendage lapping roughly at the swollen bead with no remorse.
System and senses having become sensitive to the overriding pleasure finally let the gates burst, the coil that had been tightening to the point of agonizing pleasure snapped and unwound, her cry of release muffled by the pillow held before her lips with her eyes tightly shut and her toes curling at the explosion of blinding light behind her eyelids. The digits that continued to pump in and out of her fluttering warmth slowed but didn't stop its ministration nor did his tongue stop sweeping over her sensitive pearl as her body began to slack. Body still convulsing from the rupture of ecstasy, heavy blue eyes lifted to gaze down to the person situated between her thighs comfortably while contently lapping at his glistening fingers, coated with her nectar.
After her sweet essences were bathed from his fingers, Inuyasha slowly slinked up her body, his mouth quickly lavishing her twin mounds before capturing her mouth in a lazy kiss, tongues touching and tasting the others orifice slowly but thoroughly. Her hand that had stayed entangled within his hair for the duration of the time, moved to stroke his cheek in small circles, the other resting contently on the small of his back. Lips parting to fill their lungs with oxygen, Inuyasha rolled onto his back, gently guiding her to straddle his waist, the heat of her folds seated comfortably on top of his hardened length.
Inuyasha suppressed a moan from the feel of her neither lips pressing heavily upon his clothed erection, his claws digging into the blue sheets on her bed to prevent himself for thrusting forward. Already having explored her thoroughly with his hands and tongue, he thought she would appreciate it as well, getting to know his body as well as giving her the option of controlling the speed. Timid fingers slowly glided over the heated flesh of his chest, the soft skin under her calloused digits igniting a surprised gasp and moan from his lips.
The golden gems that burned with suppressed desire stared back into her blue eyes, the need to take his lips with hers in that moment appearing fierce, unyielding and insistent; she didn't stop herself from indulging. Briefly her lips touched his, much to her liking, causing a whimper to leave his throat when ending it all too soon. Yet she rectified his dissatisfaction by kissing his neck and nibbling the tender flesh with blunt teeth. His skin turning red under the slight abuse, she continued to trail downward upon stumbling upon his nipples, the course friction of her tongue sweeping slowly across the sensitive buds causing a rumble to vibrate through his body. With both his nipples thoroughly lavished with her teeth and tongue, Kagome moved lower, briefly kissing his bellybutton before being met with the fabric of his sweats.
With her eyes meeting the bulge that was outlined by his pants, hesitant hands tugged at the drawstring of his sweats and moved to free his erection, her throat swallowing the lump of anxiety at the mere size of his length grasped within her small palm. Standing fully erect within her grasp at the size of six inches tall and a bit over two inches wide, the red mushroom tip of his length easily touched the small dip of his bellybutton, causing her eyes to widen in trepidation and amazement. Kagome, having only seen diagrams from within sex education notes of a male's genitals, couldn't help but frown at the comparison between the two, her hand gently weighing the muscle within her hand. Her mind, though distracted by the contrast of the two, continued to innocently stroke the hardened flesh with tender fingers, her thumb massaging just underneath the mushroom tip.
Having felt her pause briefly, Inuyasha had situated himself upon his elbows to look upon her face contorted in surprise and her eyes shining in wonder at his erect member, her hand hesitantly taking his girth and slowly stroking the hardened flesh. Breath hitching at the feel of her timid digits sluggishly working his length, he restrained himself from bucking into her hands as his eyelids lowered in growing ecstasy. Inuyasha watched her face set in determination before she leaned down to take an attentive lick, a hiss of air escaping his lips and his hips bucking to feel more of the delicious friction sweeping over his turgid length.
With the fear of his intimidating red mushroom tip and protruding veins easing away, Kagome braved a lick at the hardened appendage, the flavour on her tongue satisfactory to her taste buds. Tongue leaping out to lick from base to tip, her hand gripped his erection more firmly before stroking the top in rhythm, the information from her friends for once helping in such a situation. Using her blunt teeth, she timidly nipped and suckled between where his shafted ended and sac started, the groan of appreciation helping to encourage her onwards, small digit stroking diligently to bring out his orgasm.
"Oh gods Kagome," he rasped between his panting, his body withering from the pleasure that shot through his body with an intensity. His release was soon approaching with the way her teeth, hands and wet tongue worked in harmony to ignite ecstasy within his veins, narrowed hips squirming with the control of bucking fiercely into her hands.
The sensation already to the point of exploding doubled when her hot, wet mouth engulfed as much as his length as possible, the vibration of her moan stimulating the tip. His clawed hand entangled in her hair on its own accord, moving her hair away from hindering his view of her ministration, pants sounding in the air around him as he watched his erection disappear and reappear before his eyes. The show along with the sensation was becoming too much to bare, the sweet release of orgasm hot on heels before he stopped her delicious actions with a hand on her wrist, her mouth full of his girth while her eyes gazed back in his with confusion. He groaned at the sight but withheld himself from thrusting back into the warm, wet orifice, instead tugging her hand insistently; successfully bringing her up his body to straddle his waist again with a pretty pout on her lips.
Kagome was slightly upset when he stopped her from bringing him to completion, having just found a rhythm and prepared for the saltiness of his seed, it being the least she could do for him considering he had for her. Straddling his waist, she folded her arms across her chest and pouted in a show of displeasure that had the man below her chuckling, his lips meeting hers and effectively melting away her irritation. With lips locked in a heated kiss, clawed digits wandered the expanse of her bed, searching and locating the small packet that had been secretly thrown before the current events taking place. Ever careful not to puncture the foil wrapper with his talons, Inuyasha cautiously opened the covering, retrieving the rubber from within before skilfully unrolling the latex over his length.
Sitting back after their lips parted to look upon his beauty, his hair a contrast as it fanned out across her navy sheet, his sun-kissed betraying restrained animalistic desire with what looked to be affection, maybe love. Though she could feel her heartbeat rapidly beating against her chest in fear, she knew she was ready for the next step, the trust she held for him not to hurt her was helping ease away her anxiety. With a deep breath to relax, cool, timid fingers reached down to take a hold of his latex cover girth and lead it toward her entrance, honey orbs closing when her heat enveloped his mushroom tip. Slowly she permitted inch by inch to penetrate her tight walls, the small membrane of her hymen tearing to allow access to his intruding girth, the pain and discomfort nothing but a small pinch in comparison to the building pleasure that dominated her system. With his length fully sated within her warm, wet channel, Kagome sighed at the feel of fullness physically and emotionally, her walls protesting yet welcoming his intrusion all the same.
Hands braced on his chest, Kagome lifted away from his length before slowly diving back down, their conjoined hiss of pleasure sounding in the otherwise quiet room, his clawed hands moving instantly to take hold of her waist. With a mediocre rhythm set, their hips joined and departed, her hushed mewls and moans sounding over his groans and growls of delight as his length slide into her wet heat with little to no effort. Sweat coated their bodies in a fine mist, faces contorting and cheeks flushed in ecstasy, heavy eyelids closing under the immense spark of electricity that traveled through their body with no pattern.
"Kagome . . . Oh gods," he panted out, his eyes gazing up to see her head thrown back in bliss, her twin mounds bouncing with the force of their hips joining. Her sheath already having started to quiver had sensation rocketing through his spine in delicious tingles, the grip he used to hold onto her waist tightened while moving to watch her channel greedily devour his length before letting it slip free. He was mesmerized at the sight, his girth swelling more if possibly and diving deeply with her welcoming sheath, the sound of her liquid desire causing sloshing noises to fill the air.
Inuyasha having felt her movements becoming sluggish became to lift his hips with every descent, the wet slapping of skin seeming to echo off the walls surrounding them, his growl overshadowing her gasp when hitting her cervix. Her mouth desperate to take his in kiss, lowered to capture his soft lips within her own, basking in the feel of his tongue entwining with hers and in the short break of her tiring muscles from the strenuous activities. Hips gyrating to keep them both stimulated as they continued to taste, the action wasn't enough to his erect member that continued to thrust into her sheath, his arm wrapping around her lower back and the other circling around her shoulder before making himself comfortable and beginning a new rhythm.
Frantically slapping flesh sounded into the room to echo off the four walls, the bed that was occupied, whining in protest at the abuse under the quickened thrusts of the intimate couple. Kagome yelped in surprise at the on sought of deep, quick thrusts that plunged into sensitive warmth, eyes rolling back and mouth muttering incoherent sentences as the coil wound back up with a vengeance. Small hands grabbing onto his flexed biceps, her blunt human teeth dug into the tender flesh of his shoulder, effectively silencing her heavenly cry of sweet release as fireworks flashed behind her closed eyelids. Body tense in orgasmic relief, Inuyasha continued relentlessly pound into her channel, seeking the same orgasmic release she was partaking in, the convulsion of her walls around his length helping to reach his sweet end.
Several thrusts and many more shudders later had found Inuyasha succumbing the his long awaited climax with his hips still moving, golden orbs closed and a his sharp fangs exposed to the night while a snarl passed through clenched teeth. Both basked in the welcomed nirvana that filled their tense body with intense sensation that continually coursed through their veins, pants of breath falling upon death ears as their body became numb and minds slowly cleared. His arms that were tightly wrapped around her body had loosened to rub the small expanse of her back tenderly; her nose nuzzling his neck in response of the action while a soft sigh left her parted lips. All was silent in the room as they allowed to their heartbeat to steady and their body to cool, her teeth nibbling nervously upon her bottom lip at the awkward silence.
Pulling back hesitantly slow, Kagome dreaded the moment she sat within his lap, his ember orbs once clouded by lust briefly flicked down to gaze upon her exposed breasts before looking into her eyes, embarrassment soon colouring her cheek a lovely pink shade. Her hands flying up to cover her vulnerable body, his chuckle was heard before his own pair gently pushed them away to reveal the pink, erect buds to the night and his gaze. With the air around them seeming to ease, Kagome hesitated to break the relaxed atmosphere with her words, especially after an intimate moment they had shared moments ago.
"Inuyasha," she whispered his name, soon pausing to squirm when his eyes looked directly into hers. "W-what happens now?"
Eyebrows lowering in search for words, her own blue ones shifted to gaze upon his fingers that glided tenderly over her skin, the use of his claws causing goosebumps up her arm.
"I don't know," he spoke softly, her breath hitching at the uncertainty in his voice. She swallowed the lump of disappointment that surfaced from his answer, his lack of answer not helping to ease her worry of it being just a one nightstand after all. Hands fiddling on their own accord, Kagome fought back the tears that willed behind her eyes, trying desperately to escape and roll down the soft flesh of her cheek. Yet his clawed finger brought her back from worrisome thoughts to turn her gaze toward his own, his face set in firm determination catching her be surprise with its intensity. "But whatever happens, I know I want you by my side Kagome."
Brief silence reined before he continued.
"I know I can't promise you the world or the finer things in life, but what I could promise you it's that I'll always have a place for you beside me, " he held commitment and sincerity within his hushed voice, his hand that had been stroking her thigh, moved to take her hand and entwined their fingers. "Always."
Bestowing a dazzling smiling that seemed to light the darkened room, their lips met in a chaste kiss, the atmosphere soon changing to contentment as they parted to gaze at the other with small smiles tugging the corners of their lips. The moment was broken by the yawn that ripped itself from her throat to escape parted lips, she gave him a sheepish grin as he shook his head, withdrawing his flaccid appendage from her channel. Both pausing to bask in the little shudder of sensation, Inuyasha moved her to lie down upon her soft mattress while he carefully disposed the used condom in her waste basket at the side of her bed. Soon returning and sinking within her mattress, he wrapped an arm around her waist as their bodies spooned together underneath the warmth of her heavy blue sheets, sleep easily claiming hold on the exhausted couple.
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"I tell you my soon sister-in-law, that daughter of yours would do that stubborn son of mine some good," teased the melodic voice over the phone, the soft sound of chuckling reaching the ear of Satomi on the other side of the receiver.
Brown orbs that roamed her cream painted room to slowly move to look upon the wall spreading the other bedroom from view, Satomi realized the sounds from before had stopped, the room and occupants now quiet for the night. A smile slowly spreading across her lips to expose the whiteness of her teeth, Satomi couldn't help but chuckle at the young adolescents in love, trying to unsuccessfully hide their affection for the other during after hours. Though old in years, Izayoi and she had not been blind to the affection displayed at dinner, nor the hungry look that burned within his eyes toward her daughter.
"I suppose so. All we have to do now is wait to see when he will take her as a mate or marry her, whichever one comes first," Satomi paused, her smile growing wider at the thought of her little girl waking down the aisle. And later, much later down the road, they would have beautiful children that had a mix of his stubbornness and her kind heart. As they continued to chatter into the night, her mind couldn't help but supple images of puppy eared grandchildren, which she would spoil, running careless around their modest home calling her obaachan.