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Connected
Kagome threw her head back as the bed creaked beneath their combined weight.
Thick hands gripped at her hips as a wave of pleasure rushed through her.
The thin light of dawn bled through the blinds of her window.
It'd started on the couch.
Dabi had first allowed her to experience the pleasure of his touch before they'd fully stripped. He'd told her that it was because he'd wanted to her know what it was like to enjoy herself first before the pain. Then he lowered his head between her thighs.
Her face still flamed at the memory.
The man above her shuddered as his body lurched to the same conclusion as hers had. He gave one last push before coming to a stop.
The first time had been painful. He'd perched himself on the couch and merely pulled her onto his lap—enabling her total control of their sex. It'd been awkward and full of mishaps but eventually she got the hang of it. When the pain subsided all she could feel was the rush of excitement.
It was different than normal. It was much more primal.
Like a need that had never been satisfied until that singular moment in her life. Now the only man she could picture hovering over her like this was him.
Perhaps that'd been his goal all along.
"Need me to write you an excuse today?" Dabi's lips pulled back into a confident smirk.
Her body shivered as he disentangled himself from her.
Kagome flashed him a similar grin, "I dunno. I think I can still walk."
"Then how about we fix that?" He leaned over her. The warmth of his flesh caused an all too familiar rush of feminine pride to run through her.
Regardless of the past he had without her, Kagome knew that there was something more than sex that was keeping them connected.
Her nails dug into his shoulder blades at the quick lance of his intrusion.
Whatever the future had in store, she knew that this bond was not one that'd be so easily broken.
She lifted her gaze towards his. In that moment Dabi shifted. He slid his fingers in between the spaces of her own—interlacing them together in a rare, but intimate show of affection.
This was all she'd ever need.