Warnings: NSFW / smut, (very) light bondage and (very) light femdom. Please do not read if this makes you uncomfortable.

Summary: Kagome has a suggestion for her husband, and Inuyasha's not all that into it at first, but he may get convinced. Post-canon.

Word count: 3,164

Bond

"You want to what?" Inuyasha asked with too much shock in his voice to actually sound angry.

Kagome immediately felt heat take over her face and she protested, albeit a little weakly.

"I didn't particularly said I wanted to do it, I just said some people do!"

Inuyasha groaned, rolling his eyes.

"That comes from Miroku, doesn't it?"

Kagome blushed an even deeper shade of grey. Admitting to knowing about this, erm, practice and discussing about it with her husband was one thing, but admitting that she had discussed about it with someone else, and specifically with Miroku, was even more embarrassing.

"Well I'm not surprised that he'd do that sort of stuff," Inuyasha continued, interpreting her change of color as an answer, "but I ain't going to."

"Of course, you don't have to if that makes you uncomfortable. As for Miroku, he—" Kagome answered quickly, happy to see a way out of this conversation that had taken the worst possible turn — not that she had expected it to go differently when she had started it. She was just curious, and there was nothing wrong with that, was there?

"What d'ya mean, 'if that makes me uncomfortable?'" Inuyasha interrupted her, squinting at her.

"Eh?" Kagome blinked.

"Are you implying that I can't do what Miroku does?"

"Inuyasha, I—"

"Keh, well we'll see about that! Better get ready for when I return, wife!"

With those words, he grabbed her, pressing a heated kiss against her lips and stormed out, leaving her a little breathless and terribly confused.

Kagome touched her lips, unable to hide her smile. She had noticed the blush on his cheeks when he had gotten out, and she knew that as much as he was trying to get better at the whole interaction and demonstration of affection thing, those were still a bit hard on him. Which made it all the more significant when he did. For a while, she had always been the one initiating them, although Inuyasha never pushed her away and soon grew more confident, but for him to do it himself — hugging her from behind, kissing her — was still relatively new, and Kagome loved it. She loved that he felt comfortable enough with her to do that.

To be completely honest though, the first time he had grabbed her ass, she had frozen, and then bursted out laughing at the unsure look he was giving her, like he expected her to pull Hiraikotsu out of nowhere or to just purify him on the spot. He had seemed embarrassed, and she had apologized, but she had told him that she'd appreciate it if he kept those sort of things for a private setting.

That being said, what she had offered for them to try tonight was very, very new for the two of them. A grin slowly made its way on her lips. Well, she'd have to make sure that he would enjoy his time.

It would have been a lie to say that Inuyasha hadn't thought about Kagome's proposition during the day. It would have been a lie to say that he wasn't a bit nervous, and it definitely would have been a lie to say that it wasn't the only thing on his mind as he walked back to their house. He could smell that she was in there, having completed her duties as a priestess, and that she would feel him coming.

He swallowed, and hesitantly walked through the door.

"Well hello there, husband," Kagome greeted him, her voice teasing. He practically shivered at the title. He knew she liked it when he called her his wife, but he didn't know if she realized just what it meant for him. There had been years during which he had thought that he was unlovable, that he would never be with anyone. Then, there had been Kikyo, sure, but, well, that hadn't turned out too well, had it?

And now, he had her.

Sometimes, he still couldn't believe it.

"Keh," he said, because he wasn't going to tell her all that.

Kagome flashed him a smile before turning back to what she was doing, and he thought she just knew. An inexplicable but familiar warmth spread in his chest. He was so fucking lucky, and he had no idea what he had done to deserve that — any of that.

"So, how was your day?" she asked, still busying herself to finish getting their meal ready.

"We took care of a minor demon," he answered with a shrug. "Nothin' remarkable."

"Same old same old, huh?"

She put his bowl in front of him, and he just nodded, starting to eat immediately. It wasn't so much that he was starving, it was just that he wasn't good with small talk. Fortunately, he knew Kagome knew about it and that she wouldn't mind.

Well, sometimes she did seem to be annoyed when he didn't ask anything, but it was just that he expected her to tell him about it.

You know, like he didn't. Once again, he was pretty sure Kagome knew just how much he cared about her, but every once in a while, generally when he had done some thing that had really rubbed her the wrong way and that he saw nothing wrong with, they had an argument about it.

Their friends said it was really an 'old couple-y' thing to do. Like those morons didn't continuously fight over Miroku's antics.

Speaking of Miroku… Inuyasha quickly gulped down the rest of his meal, setting his bowl down with a satisfied sigh that Kagome knew would be the only sign that he had enjoyed it.

"So, wench, you had something in mind for tonight?" it was his turn to give her a teasing grin, but despite his apparent confidence, he wasn't prepared for her to move towards him in a feline motion, getting on her knees and pressing her body against him just a little, before kissing him sensually, teasing his bottom lip and moving away before he could try anything.

"I do, husband," she answered, and this time he decided that yeah, she knew exactly what it did to him when she said that, because she looked just a little too pleased with herself when he sucked in a sharp breath. Her eyes took a more serious glow and she pulled back a little more.

"Are you sure, Inuyasha? I— I think I'd really like to do that with you, but I don't you to feel like you're forced, whether it's because I asked you or because of what Miroku—"

"You're thinking too hard about it," he groaned, leaning forward to get another taste of her lips, because boy had he missed her today. "I said yes, didn't I?"

Kagome chuckled against his lips, bringing her hand to his cheek in a tender gesture.

"You did," she whispered. "So, erm…"

"Plus, 's not like it's gonna be anything I won't be able to get rid of if I want to," he added with a cocky smirk.

He hadn't expected her to give him a bright smile. She turned back, quickly grabbing a relatively small amount of rope, and showed it to him with a lot of satisfaction. He rose an eyebrow, and without a word, she proceeded to tie it to one of his wrist. He noticed that she made sure not to make it too tight, and his heart swelled a little at that. It wouldn't hurt that much if she did, and he'd no doubt be healed by morning, and yet she was still paying attention to that.

"There," she said once she was satisfied. "Try to free yourself."

He rolled his eyes, sighed, and decided to humour her. He pulled a little and— Nothing. He frowned, surprised at having to actually use his strength, but had no more effect on it the second time. Deciding against exhausting himself on that, he shot his wife a suspicious look.

"What did you do?"

"I used my spiritual powers on those," she said, positively beaming. "It's basically a derivation of how we make arrows, except that I made sure that these wouldn't hurt, even if there was a resistance."

"Huh." He was actually quite impressed by that. She had gone the entire year when they had fought against Naraku without learning anything, or really not much, about how to use her powers, and ever since coming back to the village and having found a mentor in an itinerant priestess, she had made huge progress. Kaede helped her when it came to herbs and basic priestess duties, but she was nowhere near Kagome's level of power, and didn't think she was adequate to train her herself.

"That way," Kagome said, her previous satisfaction replaced with an emotion that dilated her pupils, "I can make sure you don't try to pull a trick on me."

With that she kissed him again, and Inuyasha had a hard time not to smile. He guessed he did often use his strength in the bedroom, at least since he dared to — not that she had ever complained though —, but she could technically reverse it easily by using her powers. Truth be told, he wouldn't mind it if things got a bit… rougher, but he knew that Kagome didn't want to hurt him in any way.

He focused more on the kiss and the way her breasts were now pressed against his chest as soft sounds echoed in the room. He felt her hands suddenly sneaking their way into his kosode to pull it open with more passion than usual.

"What are you—"

"Well it'll be much more complicated to do that afterwards, hm?"

Inuyasha felt his embarrassment kicking back in instantly as he realized what her words implied.

"Hang on, I'm not going to just be naked!" he protested.

Kagome pulled back a little. "Okay, then we won't do that, but I mean, I'll still need some access, you know?"

His eyes widened as the words went straight to a certain point of his anatomy as her hand precisely worked her way towards there. She grinned at finding him hard, but didn't say anything, instead kissing him again while massaging him softly, and he groaned in her mouth. She then proceeded to push him back, until they found themselves close enough from one of the pillars supporting the house for her to pull the rope around it and tie it around Inuyasha's other wrist. Once that was done, she questioned him with her eyes once more, only to be met with him rolling his.

"I told ya, now would you stop—"

He was cut short when she pressed her lips fiercely against his, leaving them almost immediately to find her way down his body, kissing his jaw, sucking on his neck, travelling down his chest as best as she could with his clothing still somewhat in the way.

The experience was kinda weird for Inuyasha. He usually didn't like to be restrained, but this was Kagome, his Kagome, and he trusted her fully.

Plus, to be completely honest, even with her magic rope, he would be able to tear the pillar down and he'd probably have enough space to handle Tetsusaiga if that was needed. It would be a pain in the ass, because it would probably mean rebuilding a good part of the house, but he'd be able to do it.

Not that he was thinking about that right now. Maybe it had crossed his mind for half a second in the beginning, and then Kagome had started sucking on that spot on his neck, flicking her tongue against it, and he had pretty much lost it. That's when the restraints had come into play, because usually he'd be touching her, getting his fill of her body, her taste and her smell, and now all he could do was lay down and enjoy the devilish sensations she was giving him.

He couldn't say he minded.

Kagome kept going until she reached his pants, and then she shot him a curious look. He was looking at her, his pupils wide, and she saw the realization as he swallowed. She couldn't help but grin as she undid his pants, pulling them down but respecting his wishes not to end up completely naked.

Inuyasha grunted in anticipation as he felt her hot breath against his erect cock, and it turned into a more needy sound when her hand wrapped around the base. After a few terrible seconds, he finally felt her mouth on him, as she took in just the tip of his shaft, skillfully using her tongue to tease his very sensitive skin.

Inuyasha body arched, and that's when he realized just what his situation meant. He had no control on what was happening, and there was not much he could do, expect try to move his hips and beg her for more.

Well, that and tearing the house down, which, if she kept toying with him like that, he would start to seriously consider.

Kagome's tongue started to venture further, and he let out a long hiss. Apparently, there was all she needed, because next thing he knew, she was taking him in her wet and hot mouth, and it felt like this was his entire world. He couldn't help but let out a moan and his body arched once more in her mouth. He vaguely felt her hands grabbing his hips, but he couldn't focus on anything. He ached to touch her, to move his hips more freely, and at the same time, the restraint made it all the better, making him unable to get other distractions.

He was so, so fucking close. If she kept going like that, he'd…

"Fuck!" he shouted when she pulled away right before he reached his peak.

Kagome got up, looking at him, eyes wide with desire. Inuyasha had closed his, almost instinctively, and he was panting heavily, his cheeks red. Kagome's heart missed a beat as she looked at him, all flushed, his white hair spread on the ground under him and around him. There was something deeply erotic about this sight, she thought, and it became even better when he opened his eyes.

"Kagome," he called out, his voice raspy.

"Just a second, Inuyasha," she whispered. "Don't move."

He hold back from saying that yeah, he couldn't have done that if he wanted to, and swallowed, watching her attentively as she quickly got rid of her top and climbed on his lap, pulling her skirt up and positioning herself above him.

Looking right into his eyes, she lowered herself onto him, and Inuyasha's almost immediately threw his head back as pleasure rushed through him. He heard her moan softly, and maybe some other time he'd have noticed how easily he'd slipped into her and how wet she was, even though he hadn't even touched her, but right now he was absolutely incapable of thinking about that, or anything for that matter.

"Oh my god," Kagome whispered, starting to move her hips up and down onto him.

Inuyasha would no doubt have agreed with her whole-heartedly had he heard her.

"Inuyasha, c-can I untie you?" she asked, stilling her movements after a few seconds.

He struggled to open his eyes again, and even more to make sense out of what she had just said. "Sure," he mumbled, not trusting himself to keep his voice under control when she was still around him.

He hissed again when she leaned forwards, reaching towards his bonds and easily undoing them. Made him wonder if she had practiced those knots, and if so, who the fuck had taught them to his wife.

Miroku and him would have to have a conversation about that.

Or more like — not. They would never have a conversation about that, ever.

She pulled back as he sat up, and his hands almost immediately went to her hips and the small of her back as he pressed her against him, making her moan out and finally letting him hear her voice loud and clear.

"Wait," she said, grabbing one of his arms to bring it in front of her face. She looked at his wrist and frowned. "It left a mark. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Kagome," he practically growled. "Stop worrying."

With that, he moved his hips quickly, only to have her press her hand on his chest, making him still.

"Easy big boy," she smiled. "Let me, okay?"

She was so fucking sexy when she took charge. It made him want to devour her completely. For now, he decided to obey, but one of his hands grabbed one of her breasts, eliciting another moan from her as he brought it to his mouth.

She whimpered when his tongue teased her nipple, and glaring at him, she went back to moving. Fuck, he thought. If that was payback, he wanted to anger her more often. Her movements soon became faster, and he thought he would completely lose it when she added a small gyrating movement. His mouth left her breast.

"Fuck, Kagome, I'm gonna…"

She kissed him, fastening her pace, and Inuyasha spilled himself in her with a loud grunt. The feeling brought her over the edge as well and she arched her back as pleasure exploded in her entire body.

For a few moments, they both just stayed there silent, resting against each other and enjoying the other's warmth.

"You didn't hurt your back?" Kagome asked softly.

Inuyasha couldn't help but smile. "Nah, but I don't remember you being so considerate when you sat me into the ground."

Kagome chuckled, obviously relieved at his answer.

"So it wasn't all bad, was it?" she asked, her tone teasing.

"It wasn't," Inuyasha admitted, as always more honest in their intimate moments. "I can understand why Miroku'd be into it."

Kagome winced. "Yeah, about that… Miroku isn't exactly into, well, that. Him and Sango tend to, erm, reverse the roles?"

Inuyasha froze. "What?"

"You never let me explain!" Kagome protested, already expecting the conversation to take a more sour turn.

"No, I mean, they reverse the roles?" Inuyasha's eyes had widened in an almost innocent curiosity, and Kagome could tell that he was blushing as he suggested, almost shyly "Would you like that?"

Truth be told, she hadn't considered it so far, but now that he talked about it…

"You know what? I think it's worth a try."

Inuyasha grinned and kissed her softly, tenderly. Kagome sighed against him.

"I love you so much, Inuyasha," she whispered.

Inuyasha's heart swelled and he buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. Even though he had changed, even though it was much more easier to talk to Kagome than it had ever been for him to talk to anyone else, he struggled to let her know about his emotions, still getting defensive most of the time.

And yet…

"I love you, Kagome."