~There She Goes~

Chapter Four: Practice Makes Perfect

Thin fingers curled in the open edges of his flannel shirt, tugging the half-demon a little bit closer as Kagome pressed her lips to his again. Inuyasha nervously reached up to grip her shoulders, not daring to touch her further. He was still reeling over the look she'd given him as she lowered her notes, pushing the bulky math book further away on the mattress until there was nothing between them but awkward silence. The way her eyes had flickered from his pursed lips to his wide amber eyes had been enough of a clue to make him nearly swallow his tongue. They'd kissed before, sure, but she'd never given him a look like that: excited, enticing, expectant… and just damn hot. He'd caved to her as soon as she leaned forward.

Her lips parted against his, barely noticable, and Inuyasha wondered if she'd done it on purpose or just been caught up in the moment. He didn't dare copy her for fear of the latter. Two recent kissing sessions hardly made one an expert on making out, especially with no experience to build on. Inuyasha hadn't told her about his embarrassing lack of skill, but… he figured she could probably already tell.

Kagome's lips parted again, and Inuyasha took the hint. He didn't really know what to expect - was she going to jam her tongue down his throat like all those gross couples in the school hallways? He'd always ignored the sight with a disgusted sneer, wondering how anyone could enjoy swapping spit with someone who ate at the school cafeteria, and shrugged it off as something he'd never have to suffer through.

Except here he was. And he wasn't suffering. Kagome was moving slowly, breathing him in and mouthing his hesitant lips. She drew his bottom lip between hers briefly, forcing Inuyasha to stifle a gasp. Her lips molded to his again, her tongue peeking out to trace his mouth, and shivers ran pleasantly down his body at the new sensation. Those hands that had been gripping his shirt slackened against the fabric before tracing up to circle around his neck. Kagome was closer than ever, and Inuyasha could hardly remember how to breathe. His larger hands couldn't help sliding off her shoulders to follow the contours of her back.

The tongue she'd been teasing his lips with snaked inside, tracing his teeth and fangs instead, and Inuyasha's face filled with warmth so intense he was sure she could feel the waves of heat rolling off his skin. It was so new, and strange, and he couldn't decide at first whether or not he liked the stroke of her tongue inside his mouth. At least she tasted good; he wasn't sure if it was the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches she liked so much or just her natural flavor, but it wasn't bad. Curiosity took over, and Inuyasha met her tongue with his.

Kagome grew even bolder at the touch, pressing her weight further against him until he had to reach back and brace himself against her mattress to keep from falling over. She hardly noticed the move, and sifted through the white hair trailing over his shoulders for a better purchase on his head, massaging his scalp and angling him slightly for a tighter liplock. Inuyasha's head was spinning, trying to keep up with every brush of her lips and sweep of her tongue and it was just so much to take all at once. He was all too aware of the blistering heat building between them, unable to ignore the softer parts of her body smashed up against him, their clothing doing nothing to deaden the sensation.

Inuyasha found himself wondering how far she was planning to go - would she stop when she'd had her fill of him? Or… or would she keep up the attack, trying one new thing after another until there were no lines left for them to cross? For the life of him, he couldn't decide which he'd prefer. His awareness of the world around him, the scents and sounds of the outside world, all shrank until there was nothing in his senses but Kagome. The pleasant massage of her hands, her devilishly active tongue, the little grunts and mewls from the back of her throat… his yellow eyes cracked open to see the captivating image of dark lashes fanned over her red-tinged cheeks, her bangs tousled and falling away from her scrunched brows. His eyes slid shut again as a wave of affection swept through him.

Grasping his courage with fingers pressing into her thin sweater, Inuyasha pushed forward and forced her tongue into her own mouth. Her pleased gasp was music to his pointed ears, and he took charge of the kiss. Following her earlier example, his fingers fanned over the back of her head, pulling her closer while he pressed her to his body. Inuyasha leaned over her, turning the tables as Kagome put out a hand to brace herself against his amorous advances. He couldn't get enough - her taste was better and better the more he got of it, her curves fitting perfectly against him, her small exclamations the sweetest song he'd heard in his life - and he pushed her as close as their bodies would allow, the world falling away around them.

Inuyasha didn't realize that he was the one falling until he collided with the girl atop her mattress. He couldn't pull away in time: their teeth cracked painfully, and he bit down instinctively - right onto his tongue. Drawing away before anymore damage could be done, Inuyasha's eyes shut tight as he pulled the abused muscle back into his mouth and clenched his jaw against the angry throb. Kagome lay flat against her flower-print mattress, rubbing a hand over her aching jaw and moaning in pain. Inuyasha glanced down at her, apologies on the tip of his injured tongue that he wasn't ready to voice. He met her gaze, relief washing through him as she managed a smile beneath watering eyes.

Mirroring the expression, Inuyasha shrugged and reached beside her for the math book peeking from beneath her back. He caught her eye once more, an understanding passing between them as she sat up and leaned against his side, patiently waiting for him to find the page they'd left off on. That was just practice - next time they'd get it right.

*Author's Note:

A little something I wrote for the tumblr prompt "awkward kiss", and I think it came out pretty well ;D Of course an awkward kiss doesn't mean it has to be a bad experience - it's just part of the learning curve!