A Night Like This
AUTHOR: Angelhart
GENRE: romance/humor
STORY: one shot
STATUS: complete
RATING: M (this story contains adult content!)
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi / the television series are produced by Sunrise.
Kagome reminiscent her first time with Inuyasha, as she watches the strong half demon sleep so peacefully in her bed.
I hope you have fun in reading it as much as I did in writing it. Of course I kept the characters authentic, like always. Enjoy!
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She was sitting on the bed on her knees. A part of the sheet surrounding her. She was looking at him. The man who had taken possession of her body that night. Claimed it for himself and she remembered how her body – that had always been under her control – had suddenly become his. Him playing it like an instrument while it writhed, when he withdrew the pleasure from it she didn't even know existed.
She had heard about it of course. They had sex education on school. And those giggling stories of her friends about nights of endless pleasure. Wishes, fantasies about the perfect first time. The way it was meant to be. The way how those romance novels described it. Nothing but pure raw pleasure and endless coupling until both would lay utterly spent in contentment. But she wondered if that human world reality or even fantasy was any comparison for making out with a half demon.
He was lying on his stomach. His left arm bent upwards, the left hand just above his head. His other arm beside his body. His head was tilted slightly to the left as he slept. His right leg stretched, the other slightly bent. He was sleeping so peacefully. A slow, deep steady breathing. A relaxed expression on his face. And on those lips – she could swear she saw it – a smug content grin. Both fangs showing, giving him that attractive predatory feature.
He never slept that way. Or almost never. She had seen him curled up in her bed once. It was a night she was studying. And the day of his bad experience with curry. He had been completely exhausted and it had warmth her heart that he had found her world, her house, her bed, a safe place to sleep so vulnerably. So peacefully. Most of the times he slept high in a tree or on the ground in a upright position. But she knew that wasn't real sleep, for he would wake at the slightest sound or movement. His body always tense as if expecting danger.
She felt sorry for him that his past had forced him to live such life and it made her decide that whenever he needed to, there would always be a warm safe bed for him to sleep in her world. And she would watch over him like he did every night over her in his world.
She enjoyed watching him sleep like this she realized, as she stared at his powerful male frame. Her eyes following the strong muscles on his back and arms. The way his sliver hair was draped half over his bare torso. The way those manes had covered both their bodies in their lovemaking. The way they had felt on her skin – like a blanket of silk.
The rest of his body was completely hairless, or at least not covered in thick hairs as any normal male human would be she had noticed. Not his legs, arms or chest. There was only a patch of hair just below his belly. Silver hairs that felt so soft. And when she had seen it, felt it this night, she couldn't help but make the comparison with his Tessaiga as it was in his true form.
It was a common pun to compare a real sword with the male appendage. But the resemblance with his own Tessaiga was astounding in her eyes. A soft patch of silver white fur that surrounded his member. Separating hilt – body – from blade. Wasn't it another common pun to compare a woman's most intimate part with a sheath…?
She giggled silently thinking about it, feeling her cheeks flush a bit as her mind reminiscent the experience she had just a couple of hours ago.
For such a coarse warrior he had the most gentle touch. Her skin still burned with pleasurable tingles where he had touched her. Fingers, lips, tongue. Her face flushed even more thinking of the latter. That rough long appendage had teased her body relentlessly. Playing catch with hers in her mouth, curling against her skin, around her nipples and between her legs – and even inside! – making her moan, and writhe and even scream uncontrollably. He had the most amazing skilled tongue.
She had fantasized about it. About him and her together. But never had she thought it would actually happen for real.
They were supposed to be getting supplies for their friends. Gathering things for their journey. Arriving at the shrine she found a note that her family had gone away for the weekend. To visit some relatives. She was glad she missed that. Although those family members were kind, the two youngest kids, her nephews, were spoiled rotten and a real pain in the ass. But as they were gone a realization dawned on her. She had the whole house to herself for two days. And she was alone. With Inuyasha.
On other occasions her family would always keep him occupied with food or chores or lots and lots of silly questions while she did her thing. Checking the study notes from her friends, enjoying a nice hot bath and even a little nap to catch up on some really needed sleep.
She had tried to send him away so she could do her thing. But he was relentless in staying. She was acting stupid. Why couldn't he stay? She would lose the argument. She always did when he was like that. His logic somehow seemed undeniable. So she had made him something to eat and had turned on the TV so he could watch.
It amazed her that he had excepted everything in her world so easily. And even if he barely understood most if it he seemed content with the moving pictures on the big screen, although she had to warn him not sit too close in front of it for it would ruin his eyes. Of course… he wouldn't listen.
Doing her thing she even had forgotten his presence in the house and he had startled her when entering her room – without knocking! – when she had just finished her bath. Her shocked reaction had made her drop her towel and he had just stared blatantly at her. At her body.
He had seen her naked before on accident. But he had always averted his eyes soon enough. Only this time he kept staring. His intense gaze making her feel really uncomfortable. Why didn't he turn away?
When she knelt down to pick up the towel from the floor he had closed the proximity between them and was suddenly squatting in front of her. His right hand taking the towel from her and throwing it aside. She had been frozen to the spot, trembling, her heart beating faster than ever. The sound of it thrumming in her ears.
Then his arm moved around her and he pushed her body against his. And then his lips touched hers, engaging into a kiss. She had expected her first kiss to be with him. The way their mutual friendship had slowly evolved into something more over time. Their friends had noticed it, she had noticed it. He… he had kind of been in denial about it mostly. But on some occasions he would show his true feelings for her. Doing little things that made her heart jump and her insides doing a little dance.
Covering her with the fire rat when in danger, making a medicine – albeit a very horrible tasting medicine - when she had fallen ill, the way he acted when Koga was around, and more. All signs that he cared for her. That he loved her.
But what she didn't expected was that her first kiss with him was while she would be naked. The naked part would happen a whole bunch of chapters later in her fantasy.
His lips retreated only for a couple of seconds. In those seconds his eyes sought out hers. And she was drowning in the gold of them. Drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Her body incapable of moving, except her face. As he moved forward again so did her head and when their lips met again, the kiss became passionate immediately. Both mouths opening and both tongue's eager to taste one another.
The world dissolved around her. The only thing still existing was her and him. His mouth on hers. His tongue dancing with hers in her mouth.
She was startled as his left hand came to rest on her upper right arm just below her shoulder. It brought her back to reality. Her room, her house, her world. Her nakedness.
She broke of the kiss, her face completely flushed. Her left hand feeling, searching for the towel on the ground. She turned her head away from him to see it lying behind him, outside of her reach. Another hand moved. That one came to rest on her other arm and she looked up in his eyes again.
"Kagome," he spoke in a voice that had altered due to the heat of the moment, "I want to do naughty things with you."
She gulped, surprised by his blunt revelation outspoken in such unfamiliar way. Even though those words held the same meaning as 'I want to have sex with you' the latter was even more forward and might even have pushed her away. It being too direct. To soon… But the words 'naughty things' were setting off her imagination. It was like a dark secret promise. Something wicked.
She noticed a grin forming on his lips when there wasn't a reaction from her part right away. Him figuring obviously that she was at least contemplating about it.
Her body shivered and it was not from cold. Her body was reacting. Her heartbeat quickening even more to rush the blood trough veins in a faster flow. Heating her body, warming muscles for an activity. A hot throbbing between her legs, making her damp. Her body was already preparing itself for that ancient activity that happened between lovers even though her mind had no experience in such matters.
His mouth was on hers again. His eyes closed, his breathing much heavier. He was not kissing, just brushing his lips against hers. Then he said her name. A soft husky whisper and added after it "Do you wanna do naughty things with me too?"
He pulled back, his left hand stroking her cheek gently, holding her chin making her look at his eyes. Her mouth opened but no words came out. She didn't even know what to say. It all felt so unreal.
He leaned forward once more and she felt his bangs stroking her cheek as he brought his lips close to her right ear. "I think you do," his deep voice whispered. "I think you want to do naughty things with me too, Kagome." Then even softer: "I can smell you."
She didn't need any imagination to realize what he meant by that. Apparently his sensitive nose had picked up on her body's arousal. But having him voicing it out loud was creepy and erotic at the same time.
"Kagome, let me play with you."
Play?! He had the most peculiar way with words, she mused. This sort of 'play' had obviously nothing to do with playing fetch or with a ball or playing cards.
She flinched when his left hand moved over her bare stomach. It was like being burned by the heat of his skin. She was stuttering syllables, her body somehow still unable to move from its current spot. She finally succeeded, however, in saying his name.
His ears twitched by the sound of his name and he raised his head to look at her. A sigh escaping his lips and a bit disappointment on his face. The hand on her stomach retreated. A deep sniff with his nose and his eyes gazed down again. As she noticed the direction of his gaze she squeezed her legs together and said his name again. This time when he looked at her his facial expression was one of confusion. His ears twitched a couple of times.
She felt a bit guilty. Obviously one part of her body was inviting him and other parts of her were hesitant. Even she was confused. She figured she owed him at least some explanation.
She averted her eyes, staring at the floor. "Inuyasha, I've never… uhm… I've never- "she might as well use his vocabulary in this "- played before."
She forced herself to look at him. His lips were forming a silent 'o' as a reaction. Then he tilted his head. A genuine smile first that slowly turned into a playful grin.
"I won't hurt you. It will be fun." He kissed her softly on her left cheek. "I'll be gentle with you, Kagome."
The hand returned on her stomach again. This time pushing and she gave in as he coaxed her to lay back on the floor.
And he had been gentle with her. The tender loving side that was hidden within him, had come out to 'play' indeed. He had surprised her a bit though by placing her on his lap, her back facing him and entering her that way. It made a bit more sense as he moved their bodies forward and she felt him leaning over her back as he moved against her. Doggystyle.
The rustle of sheets. He was stirring. Not really waking up but stretching lazily a bit. She noticed the shredded pieces of sheet on top of the matrass where his feet were lying. The cause: the wiggling and pushing of ten toes that were armed with equally deadly claws, though a tad smaller. It looked as if her bed had received a night's visit from Freddy Krueger.
She placed a hand in front of her mouth to smother a giggle. How in hell's name was she going to explain her torn sheets to her mother?
She was thirsty and a bit hungry too. They had been so busy with each other they forgot to eat that late afternoon. Falling asleep in each other's arms afterward. She moved her legs over the side of the bed and waited before getting up. Her limbs were somewhat asleep from sitting on her knees too long.
She noticed the fire rat robe on the floor near the night stand. If she was going downstairs she did want some coverage on her body. The robe would do just fine. The moment she wanted to reach out to it, however, her wrist was grabbed.
"Where are you going?"
She turned her head to see him turning on his back. His left hand draped lazily over his stomach, the other hand holding the wrist of her right hand. He had not tied his hakama and the fabric of it was now tugged half way on his hips, giving her a peek of those silver white hairs just above his pelvis. Soft fur separating hilt from blade.
"I was just going downstairs to get something to drink and maybe eat. You want something?" She said averting her eyes from his body. She felt her cheeks flushing already.
She felt the weight of the bed shift as he sat up. A clawed hand stroking her hair to the left and lips touching her right shoulder afterward.
"I can boil some ramen, for you."
"I'm not hungry. For food."
She should have seen that remark coming. The way his left hand had come to rest on her chest below her breasts. The other covering her hand now, finger pads gliding over hers in sensuous strokes.
"Are you sore?" His voice asked against her skin.
She nodded. He 'hmmd' and there was a slight disappointment in the tone of it. What had he expected? It had all been new to her. Her body was just adjusting.
"Hurt much?"
The hand on her hand had moved up her arm and was now rubbing her arm in a soothing, loving matter. The other hand remained still – waiting it seemed – for my consent, she thought.
"It's okay. Nothing that a soothing hot bath won't fix."
He grinned. She could feel it in the movement of his lips against her shoulder.
"We could bathe together."
She laughed softly. She had already thought that would happen anyway. She had no doubt that if she would brought her need for bathing up that he would join her.
"Only… keep the temperature at a minimum."
Right. Even though he enjoyed a nice hot spring now and then he did not like to be boiled alive. And she recalled the event when he had bathed with her younger brother. Bashing into her room, butt-naked, yelling it was way too hot. The vision of his naked body had distracted her all night from studying.
She shivered due to the hot tingling that rolled like electricity over her spine, when she felt him lick the shell of her right ear. "Kagome, let's not bathe now," he whispered huskily. His mouth moved to her neck, pressing against the spine. It tickled and made her shiver even more.
"You want to play more, right?" She asked giggling softly.
He chuckled against her skin. "Yes. Play."
Apparently he got the confirmation he needed to make sure she was willing for the hand on her chest was on the move. Touching and kneading her left breast and she gasped at the sensations. Her body still new to it all and easily manipulated.
His right arm surrounded her and pulled her back on the bed with him. As he laid back she was pulled on top of his body, her head coming to rest on his right shoulder. The fabric of his hakama was soft against the skin of her legs. It felt cold in comparison with the rest of his body and it gave a nice contrast. His legs hooked over hers, locking her in place, making her spread hers to make room for his right hand that moved between them.
Her body arched in pleasure against him when he stroked her folds, she could feel him hardening against her rear through the fabric of his hakama. His strokes making her move against him just the way he intended. Giving him a delightful friction as well.
His ears pinned forward to catch those lovely moans that escaped her mouth. His other hand switching between breasts to give them equal attention.
"Please," she whispered and she gasped his name. She had been aroused already from watching him and thinking about their first coupling. Her body was ready for seconds.
He moved them, rolled them over. She was on her stomach now with him on top of her. He was straddling her legs and his hands moved over her back. Pressing against muscles she didn't even know were hurting. Sleeping on forest grounds and hardwood floors and archery and being smacked against the ground by stupid demons had made them tense.
Her hands clutched the sheets beneath her when those sharp deadly claws moved over her skin, not hurting or wounding her, but giving her goosebumps in a most pleasurable way. He knew exactly how to use them without harming her and it felt amazing to her to feel them in such context.
He was killing her with pleasure and it was a nice death and she knew instantly why the French called it Le Petit Mort. She was close to dying. As his claws moved down from her neck over her spine, her lower body arched up instinctively and she realized his intention for she felt him pressing against her rear right away.
"Wait," she cried. "wait."
He was holding her hips tightly, but stopped just before he entered her. She heard him hiss a 'fuck' as he halted his movement forward.
"Kagome," he grunted. "This is not a good time to have second thoughts."
She had turned her head to look at him. His eyes were closed, his expression pained. "I don't want to stop," she said and as she said it she heard him sigh in relieve and felt him press inside right away. "No wait!"
He halted again, making a frustrated growl. Breathing heavy he opened his eyes. He wanted to play but not to be toyed with or tortured. He wanted to give her a chastising look, but as he looked into her eyes, his expression softened. She looked hurt.
He didn't understand. He had not hurt her. Perhaps she was too sore? He removed his hands from her hips and sat back on his knees. She turned around and sat on her knees as well. He was surprised when she grabbed his hands and moved them so they were supporting her back. Her hands moved then to hold his shoulders as she spread her legs and moved over his own legs, straddling him.
"I don't want to stop. But… I want to see you. I know the other position must come natural to you and I don't mind, but right now, I want to see you. I want to hold you. Please, Inuyasha, let me hold you."
He was baffled but pulled her in a tighter embrace. He moved them again, this time placing her on her back as he moved between her legs. His right hand stroked the wet black locks away from her face and she did the same for him, both hands stroking through his hair. He nuzzled her cheek gently for a moment, breathed in deeply through his nose to catch her lovely scent.
When he looked at her she was smiling. "Like this?" He asked as he pressed his pelvis against her core.
She nodded.
His left hand angled her hips and he pressed inside slowly. She bit her lip afraid it would still hurt a bit, but her body adjusted quickly already getting familiar with the intrusion of his.
"We fit perfectly," he whispered against her lips and she saw him grinning smugly.
The perfect sheath for his sword, she mused humorously.
He moved. Slowly and gently. "I like this," he said. "For now I can kiss you too."
She opened her mouth to receive his tongue, while her body moved with his in that ancient lovers dance. When his lips moved to her throat and lower she grabbed the ear that was closest to her face and pulled it into her mouth. Letting her tongue trace the soft pink shell and fury top.
He moaned loudly enjoying her ministrations to her ears. "I like that, Kagome. Lick them more. The other one too." And he tilted his head, pulling his right ear free and offering her the other one.
His movements became faster and harder and soon even the attention on his ears was too much. Her hands moved to his shoulders as he lifted his upper body – pulling his ears free from her fingers and mouth – and circled his hips against hers each time he thrust in, creating a wonderful friction for both of them.
When she finally tensed around him, he pulled her in his lap, holding her in a tight embrace and impaled her body on his member while he licked the sweat drops of her skin between her breasts. It didn't take long before his upwards thrust became frantic and his own body tensed to release inside of her.
He let them fall back on the bed again, him on top of her, still holding her in that embrace, his silver manes covering both their bodies.
He raised his head to give her a kiss. "I like playing with you, Kagome," he said and she giggled. Her right hand toyed with locks of his hair as she replied: "I like playing with you too, Inuyasha.
He pulled out of her and laid beside her, his left arm moving over her and pulling her against him, his head on top of her left breast.
"This bed is nice. Your family away often?"
She couldn't help but laugh as he grinned at her in such playful matter. A fang peeking from beneath his lip.
"No."
He pouted and she laughed again scratching him lovingly behind his ears.
Inuyasha was watching her mother filling the yellow backpack with all kinds of food. Licking his lips as she showed him some meat treats she had made especially for him.
"You should wait until they're defrosted," she warned him.
"I'll make sure he waits," Kagome said giggling. She remembered very well as he had plundered her backpack one time and had found them. Complaining that it tasted like shit and that it was too cold. If he'd only had more patience. She could have explained to him first that he had to wait.
She saw him lifting the backpack with ease, even though she could tell by the way her mother had stuffed the thing it was obviously pretty heavy.
"You coming?"
As she was about to follow him her mother stopped her, grabbing her arm. "Kagome, honey."
She felt her mother placing something in her right hand, folding her fingers around it. It was small and felt like plastic.
"Be safe, all right?" Her mother smiled lovingly.
"Of course, mom. I've got Inuyasha to protect me. I'll be fine," Kagome replied and she then followed Inuyasha outside towards the well.
Standing in the shed close to the well she opened her hand to see what her mother had given her. Her eyes widened in shock. It was a condom. She knows… Embarrassment coloring her cheeks immediately.
"O, candy." Before she could even react Inuyasha had grabbed it from her and placed it in his mouth. Wrapper and all.
"No, no!" She yelled pulling it from his teeth. "That's not candy!"
He let go of it, albeit still a bit reluctantly. "No? What is it then?"
She sighed and held the package in front of her eyes, staring at the puncture hole from one of his canine fangs. "Well, that sure is ruined." She didn't even had the time to explain to him what it was for. She had serious doubt though, that after explanation he would use it anyway. And it was only one. As she stared at the bewildered expression on the face of her half demon lover, she was sure that only one would not be enough during her next stay in the Feudal Era.
Holding the object of birth control in her hands it did remind her of the necessity and the lack of information she had about demons. She knew she wasn't fertile now, because of the status of her birth control strip, but how effective was that modern world pill anyway when it came to demons? Or half demons for that matter. She realized she had no idea. One thing she did know. She did not want to become pregnant. At least not now. She was just a teenager!
Maybe there are special herbs…
"So what is it, if it's not candy, Kagome?"
"It's nothing. Nevermind. You broke it anyway."
"Broke it?"
"Nevermind." She crawled onto the ledge of the well. "By the way, we need to stop at Kaede first, before we go back to our friends."
"Why?"
"I need herbs."
"What kind of herbs?"
She sighed again. "Come on, Inuyasha, I'll explain on the way to Kaede's village. Let's go."
* * the end * *
(update 2/3/2015 for those who read the story already and have noticed a change in the end: I used Kaede instead of Jinenji. Kagome asking Kaede such things makes a bit more sense than asking Jinenji. And Kaede has knowledge of herbs as well. And it will be less embarrassing for Kagome)
It took me a while to find a humorous ending for this one. Since it kind of has become my signature for my lemons, I just couldn't post the story without one.
Since Kagome's mother is so considerate and highly excepting of her daughter being with Inuyasha it seemed very plausible that she would give Kagome the condom. So I took advantage of that and of Inuyasha's ignorant behavior and 'act and ask questions later' character. And mothers… well, they just know such things ;)
I hope you enjoyed the story and for the followers of 'The Day After Tomorrow' a new chapter will be posted this week.
Reviews are most welcome ;)
Arigato Gozaimashita