Chapter four, here for your delight! Hope you enjoy… oh, and by the way, it gets a bit zingy in the chapter. Nothing major, just a bit of fluffy citrus.
I don't own Inuyasha; all rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Amaranth
"Tonight," she observed quietly as Inuyasha came to stand next to her.
He grunted his affirmation, his body tense as he paused at her side. There were a mere few hours separating them from the final confrontation. It was not something that had been proven, it was merely something that all of them seemed to sense.
"Shippou is safe?" Kagome asked softly, holding back tears at the memory of saying goodbye to her beloved kit.
Inuyasha nodded, responding, "Sesshomaru complied… he is with Rin now. He'll be protected."
She was glad. Kagome knew that the safest place for the boy was at the Western Fortress, under the watchful eye of Sesshomaru's guards.
The recollection of his brilliant emerald eyes filling with tears was one she had a hard time with. He had insisted on joining them in battle, stating that he needed to protect his mommy. She had refused. There was no way she would allow one so young to endanger himself for her sake. His life was only just beginning… she would not allow him to put himself in jeopardy.
"I still can't believe it's time. It seems like only yesterday that I freed you from the Goshinboku."
"I know… but we can't change anything. It's our job to make sure this ends, and its better that it happens now than later. Fewer lives will be lost." Inuyasha glanced over at his lovely companion, noticing the way her vivid eyes stared anxiously at the old, wooden structure in the center of the glade.
"What are you thinking about?" he inquired curiously, wanting to know what was going on behind those mesmerizing orbs.
"Just reminiscing," she admitted, "I needed to feel that sense of nostalgia one last time… just in case."
He tipped his head in understanding, having gone to gaze at the God Tree only minutes ago. This was it, their last few hours as shard hunters. After the battle was done they would either be heroes, who would live on forever in history… or mere names that would eventually be lost to the ages; just another handful of people who had attempted to end the evil hanyou's reign and failed.
Either way, this was probably the last moment he would have alone with Kagome before the battle ensued. His amber hued eyes traveled over the profile of her face, from her swimming chocolate depths over a small, feminine nose and full, amaranth lips.
She turned and caught his gaze, her eyes unwavering as they bore straight into his soul.
Inuyasha gulped in a breath of air, his hands shaking as he held her gaze. She was so utterly beautiful, so perfect and pristine. He felt fire ignite in his veins, snaking along his body as he pulled his lower lip between his teeth and bit down.
A pretty blush stained her cheeks, though she still did not look away.
Inuyasha took another deep breath and stepped closer, his hands sliding up her arm and into her hair. "Kagome," he began somewhat shakily. He wasn't certain how to explain his actions… of even if he could. Was there any way of explaining what he felt?
No… he decided it would be better to show her.
His lips were hot and demanding, urgent as they smothered hers in a powerful kiss.
She smiled against his mouth, angling her head so that she had better access to the warm depths hidden just behind masculine lips.
She knew was his message had been. They only had so much time left… and he wanted to take that time and do something with her he had yet to do… something the both of them had wanted for some time. Of course it was not the most ideal location or moment, but they were not certain they would have this chance again. She complied gladly.
Her arms lifted from her sides to wrap around his shoulders, and his fell to her waist, pulling her body flush against his. Their kisses were slow and hot, tongues sliding intricately over one another between panting moans and whispered names.
Her fingers slid under the collar of his robe, pushing aside layers to find skin. His flesh was as feverish as his mouth, burning and longing for attention. Her hands pushed the garbs from his shoulders, and his own hands mimicked hers.
Article by article they stripped one another, until both stood bare in the afternoon sun.
Kagome admired his well defined body, tanned muscle riddled with scars. Several of these she could place, but just as many were unknown to her. She had bandaged and sewn many of those wounds, and her hands caressed them again, one by one, recalling the adventures she had shared with him.
Her fleeting touches were maddening, her fingers soft and agile as they skimmed over his body, tracing scars and muscle indentations.
He lifted a claw tipped hand to palm one of her pert breasts, weighing it appreciatively before moving on to the next. She was glorious, every inch of her soft, body calling to him like a siren's song. His fingers wandered, memorizing her dips and swells, lovingly stroking feminine muscle and lithe, shapely limbs.
He kissed her again, his arms wrapping around her to lower her to the grass. Carefully he moved above her, shifting his weight to his elbows as golden eyes bore down into swimming brown ones.
Their looks said it all. The silent plea for permission, and the knowing, affirmative gaze that followed it.
Kagome gasped as sensation overwhelmed her. His nips, licks, strokes… all of them driving her to madness. The contours of their body molded flawlessly, and she felt as though they were a single entity, two pieces to a puzzle that fit together perfectly.
And then he was filling her, stretching her to accommodate him. The motion was deep and swift, the penetration painful, but easily overlooked by the accompanying pleasure - the rightness of the moment. They moved together in the grass, their voices filling the air with sighs and moans, grunts and hissed words of pleasure. Slowly the pressure within them built, escalating into something magnificent and indescribable.
Kagome gripped her head, her mind swimming with delight as passion overrode all other senses. She gripped her lover closer, groaning his name as her world shook. So close… she was so close to completion.
Inuyasha surged forward faster, the feeling of his miko's body nothing short of exquisite. She moved beneath him with such graceful precision, mirroring his motions as though they shared a mind. She parted her moist lips, her voice breathy and hot against his face as she called out to him. His world exploded in an array of color and sensation, and he centered his gaze solely on the young priestess that shook beneath him.
They reached euphoria together, trembling against one another as time dragged to stop for them. It stretched, seeming to go on forever in one single, seemingly eternal moment of glorious ecstasy.
His tawny eyes locked with her chocolate ones, and he swooped down to reclaim her amaranth lips.
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