Notes:

Hello everyone! I hope this update finds you safe and well.

This chapter contains mature content.


Inuyasha was fucking bored. He knew he was supposed to be playing the part of the newlywed, but the aspect of the role that he wanted to play, he wasn't going to get to play for awhile. Not until their guests had left, anyway. He sighed and shoved his hands further into his haori, not feeling like drinking the sake that his nieces kept putting in front of him.

Kagome, on the other hand, was resplendent. After the ceremony and the photographs (of which there were way too many, if you asked him), she, her mother, and Rin vanished for what seemed like forever. When she at last returned, she was wearing a stunning black hikifurisode with gold and white lilies, a red and gold brocade obi, and a red, very small, trailing hem. Her hair was now tied back in a simple bun, with tiny curls escaping around her face. She wore lilies in her hair, and carried a bouquet of roses and lilies. Then there were more pictures, of course, and then, finally, they sat down to a magnificent dinner of sea bream sashimi, soba, crab and shark fin soup, and (one of Inuyasha's favorites) steak and vegetables. Everyone enjoyed the meal and the company; Rin and Sesshomaru had made sure to provide plenty of sake, and a little alcohol always helps keep the conversation flowing.

And Kagome was the queen of the party. She barely ate at all, instead moving from person to person, making small talk, smiling and laughing and posing for pictures whenever someone requested. Inuyasha watched his wife and mate, smiling slightly, admiring the gleam of the curve of her neck (knowing her mark was just under the layers of clothing), the small tendrils of hair escaping her bun, the way that she touched his nieces so lovingly, when he was just annoyed by them. He couldn't fucking come close to her when it came to socializing, and he was forever grateful to have married someone like her.

When it came time to cut the wedding cake, he smiled blandly for the pictures, not really enjoying the moment, but when he saw Kagome's face, all lit up with the joy of the day, he couldn't help but smile as they brought down the knife into the cake. She stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss to his lips, and he purred against her mouth, causing her to moan slightly.

As the cake was served, instead of returning to her seat, Kagome took a moment to address the wedding party. Inuyasha tried desperately to get away, but she held firm to his arm, holding him in place by her side.

"I'd like to take a moment to say thank you," she said, the small crowd growing quiet at her voice. "I want to thank Inuyasha's family first." She smiled slightly. "Sayua, Hideaki, and Asuka," she said first. "Thank you for training us, for being patient with us, and for taking the time to teach us what we need to learn, even if we didn't believe at the time that we needed it." She turned to Sesshomaru and Rin. "Rin-onee-sama, Sesshomaru-sama, really, truly…" her eyes clouded over with tears, "…thank you. From the bottom of my heart. From the day we came back to this time, you have looked out for us, you have cared for us, and you have made sure that we were safe. You have always put our well-being first. And for that, I am forever grateful."

Rin's eyes shone with tears, and she held onto Sesshomaru's arm. For his part, Sesshomaru was his usual stoic self, but Inuyasha could detect a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Then Kagome turned to her family, and the tears spilled over.

"Mama, Jii-chan, Souta," she said simply. "Thank you. For everything."

Kagome's mother stood and crossed to her daughter. She opened her arms, and Kagome fell into them, appreciative of her mother, as always.

"And now," Kagome said, wiping tears away from her eyes, "please enjoy the cake!"

When Kagome returned to her seat, Inuyasha grabbed her hand. "You did well, wife," he murmured.

She smirked. "Of course I did, husband," she replied. "What else would I do?"

He frowned. "You're much better at this than I am," he told her.

She turned to him, smiling widely now. "I'm sure we can find something you're better at," she said with a wink.

Inuyasha had never been so ready to get rid of people than at that moment.


Back at the cottage, Kagome took her time getting undressed. Although they'd been mated for four months, this was the first time they'd been alone—been together—since they'd been married in the eyes of the gods. Even though it shouldn't be significant, it was. And Kagome wanted to make it count. She'd been talking to Rin about traditional inu youkai mating rituals, and was surprised that Inuyasha hadn't asked her to partake in any of them yet. She wasn't sure why he hadn't, but tonight she planned to change that.

Tonight, she planned to fulfill his every desire.

Kagome sat in front of her vanity in their bedroom, pulling out the hairpins and quietly brushing her hair. Inuyasha had stayed behind at the shrine house to help Mama clean up; she decided to use this time to make herself ready for what she had planned. She needed it. She'd been poked, prodded, pinned, made up, and hair sprayed within an inch of her life today. Looking at herself in the mirror, she still didn't fully feel like Regular Kagome. She still felt like Fancy Kagome, and she wanted to get back to Regular Kagome as soon as possible.

Using some wipes, she gently removed all the makeup that Rin had so lovingly applied. Once her face was clean, and her hair was down, she took off her hikifurisode and kosode, slipping on a fuzzy robe instead. She shook her head, feeling her hair falling fully around her face. She smiled: better, she thought.

Kagome rose and went into their bathroom. She pulled out the stool and set it on the tile, then removed her robe. She unhooked the shower nozzle and proceeded to spray herself, rinsing the events of the day from her body, already becoming more relaxed. She washed herself and her hair quickly, sluicing the soap down the drain. Then she turned off the spray, wrapped herself and her hair in a towel, and ran the bath tub water. She sat on the edge of the tub, thinking about the day.

As the water swirled around in the tub, Kagome leaned over, trailing her fingers through the water that had already pooled there. She thought of Inuyasha. They'd had three "weddings;" their mating, their government union, and their spiritual union. All three were meaningful; all three were delicious in their own way. But it was probably this one that meant the most to her. The spiritual union was the one that she had grown up looking forward to, that she had grown up believing was the "real" marriage. And here they were: as married as they were going to get. She sunk into the bath water and smiled. Although Inuyasha had been a considerate, thoughtful lover, she knew that his youkai side was yearning to have the kind of mating it desired. Even when he'd let it out, he'd still made love to her in traditional ways: some derivative of missionary mostly, or with her on top. He had never asked her to copulate in traditional inu youkai ways. Why was he suppressing his youkai? Why was he not giving it what she knew it wanted? Her smile turned to a frown. Was there something missing for him? Was there something he wanted, something he believed that she couldn't give?

No matter. Tonight, she would give all to him, and help him see that, human, hanyou, or youkai, she desired him. As much as she hoped he desired her.


Cleanup after the wedding was a fucking nightmare. But Inuyasha bore it as best he could.

He'd given Kagome leave to go home and rest and recover as best she could; he'd seen how fucking uncomfortable she was in the shiromuku, and even if the hikifurisode was more her style, he knew she'd been dressed and fawned over in a way she wasn't used to. A few hours alone, in her own skin, was just what she needed. So he volunteered himself to Mrs. Higurashi, clearing the plates from the wedding dinner, packing up leftovers, and putting away the extra chairs. He helped Souta get undressed and bathed, and helped Jii-chan out of his haori and hakama. Everything a good son-in-law should do.

So why was he already so fucking tired and bored and wishing life had taken a different path for him and Kagome?

Because it had been so long since they'd done anything but was expected of them.

Now, heading back to their cottage, he wasn't bitter—really, he wasn't—but he felt like he needed something different in his life. Not something that accepting the title of Lord of the East would have provided, but instead, the opposite: a life without obligation, without decisions made about him, but not for him. There was little room for that now. He and Kagome were studying for college exams, and busily putting together their applications. They were training regularly with Hideaki, working on Kagome's barrier and her ability to render herself invisible. It was all important for the future, but none of it, he felt, was he in control of. He was rocketing along a train track, where the departure and arrival were predetermined, and where the tracks were already set.

Fuck, he didn't regret any of it, but he wished he could just be the driver of the train, instead of a passenger along for the ride.

He opened the door to the cottage. "Kagome?" he called.

Nothing.

He could sense her aura—she was shining like a beacon, which he wished she wouldn't—but she wasn't talking. He made his way to their bedroom, turning off lights as he went. When he got to the door to their bedroom, he was hit with the strong scent of Kagome's arousal. His eyebrows raised; he was amused. What in the hells could she be doing?

Inuyasha opened the door. "Oi, Kagome," he said gently, not really paying attention to her, "what's happening in here?"

"Why don't you come over here and find out?" was the husky reply.

Inuyasha stopped in his tracks. There was his wife, wearing nothing, touching herself on their bed. Her hands were roving all over her body. Her eyes were on him. "I could sense you coming," she said quietly, two fingers inserted inside her glistening opening. "I wanted to be ready for you."

Inuyasha chuckled; his youki was soaring in glee. "Wench," he said thickly, watching her run her other hand everywhere else: over her breasts, her nipples, her stomach, her thighs. "You know how to surprise a guy."

She laughed lightly, keening as her fingers moved inside her body. "Get over here, dog boy."

She didn't have to ask twice. Inuyasha bounded over to the bed and over her gyrating body. His lips found hers immediately, and he pushed her fingers out of the way and replaced them with his own. "You are so fucking sexy, mate," he murmured in her ear.

"And you are all mine, mate," she growled back. His youki thrilled at the darkness of her desire. She used her now free hands to rip the haori and kimono from his body; frantically, she pulled at the knot of his wedding hakama. She wanted him, and she wanted it to be rough. He could smell it in her arousal. Desperately, she pulled his face to hers and kissed him with all she had, running her tongue along his fangs. He moaned and hitched her bare ass up under him, using his other hand to pull down his hakama and boxer briefs. Never was he so grateful that he had decided on them instead of a fundoshi; that would have taken forever to get off. She pulled away from him, breathing heavily, and turned her attention to his mark. As she licked and sucked at it, his youki howled, and he glowed red under her ministrations. She moved one hand down to work his cock, running her hand up and down his shaft, smearing it with his juices on the tip. Her pink aura rose to meet his youki.

"Do you want to make love to your wife, Inuyasha?" she asked him breathily. "The gods are now looking down on us favorably."

He grunted and began sucking at her breasts, nipping and leaving bite marks. His youki was desperate for satiation. She chuckled and felt him, then herself, to make sure they were both ready. She then pulled away from him.

"Kagome…" he said, confused.

"Shhh," she chastised him gently. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him, slowly. Then she got off the bed and bent over so that her arms were resting on the mattress, her ass in the air.

Inuyasha subsequently began to freak out. "Mate, what in the hells…?"

She laughed and looked up so she could see him. "I talked with Rin about inu youkai mating rituals. I'm surprised you haven't asked me to do this yet." Her voice grew soft. "I don't mind, Inuyasha."

He got off the bed too and circled around to where her ass was waiting for him, wiggling and magnificent. He bent over her back, sighing, running his cock over her ass and lining up with her entrance. Fuck, he wanted to enter her this way—his youki was shouting in his head to take her like this, hard and fast—but all he could see was his dream from when he was trapped by the amanojaku, when he was Lord of the East and he was so rough with her. He pulled back.

Kagome sensed his hesitation and pulled back, too. She moved to sit on the bed and turned to face him. "Anata," she said, "what's going on?"

Inuyasha hesitated. It was silly, really…he knew it wasn't real, and yet…it was so fucking real.

"When the amanojaku twisted our thoughts," he said quietly, "I made to take you like that. I was full of bloodlust. It was going to be rough and…not entirely consensual."

Kagome looked at him, surprised. This was not how she was expecting her treat for him to go.

"You do know that was only a dream, Inuyasha," she replied, just as quietly. "I'm here, and I'm a willing and active participant in whatever we do. Hells, I'm initiating this. I want it. You're not forcing me into anything. As I believe you once said," she added, laughing lightly, "we're fucking mated."

Inuyasha smiled in return, his ears flicking in her direction. "Wench, there's nothing I want more than to take you like this."

"Then what's stopping you?" she asked immediately.

"That dream was…so real," he said honestly. "I can't get the feeling of power and the desire to dominate you out of my head. And you were so…you were so sad," he added. "I couldn't do this with that image of you stuck in my mind."

"Then let's create a new image." Kagome bowed her head and looked at him shyly from under her lashes. "Inu-ya-sha," she said coquettishly, "Sometimes, like tonight, I want to be dominated."

Now it was his turn to look surprised. She sat back on her haunches and laughed.

"I may be a strong woman, anata," she added, "but you taking me like that…it's kind of a fantasy of mine."

He blinked at her once…twice…and then, everything happened so fast.

He was on her in an instant, crushing her lips with his own, his tongue demanding entrance to her mouth. She allowed it, willingly and eagerly, meeting his tongue and swirling it against her own. They both groaned with desire. His hands ran over her body, feeling it as if it were the first time. Her skin was so pink and soft…he couldn't get enough. He touched her nipples and she moaned as he took them in his claws and plucked and twisted; he could smell her arousal spiking all around them. Her aura was crackling pink with desire. He reached further down and was shocked to feel her wetness; it was as if they had never paused to have a discussion. She was there, she was hot for him, and she was ready.

"Koishii," he murmured in her ear. She grinned, knowing exactly what to do. She rolled onto all fours, staying on the bed this time, and leaned forward on her elbows, wiggling her ass at him. He grunted loudly and moved his cock up and down the wet folds of her sex, then in one swift movement, he entered her. They both moaned at the depth he was able to achieve in this position. He grabbed her hips and held her steady as she rocked back into him, over and over, as though she couldn't get enough of his cock from that angle.

"Fuck, 'Gome," he breathed, holding her hips steady as he met her thrusts. He felt his skin slap against hers; he felt his cock ramming deep inside of her. This was like nothing he had ever experienced before. His youki was swirling around him, howling and demanding that he go faster, go harder. Kagome seemed to agree; he could barely make out the "faster, anata" that she said into the mattress, her ass lifted ever so slightly higher in the air. That was all he had to hear as he began pounding into her, his grip on her hips tighter, his youki completely taking over, his eyes starting to tinge red. His desire was becoming flush with bloodlust, and he needed to empty into her. Now.

Kagome held tightly onto the bed, enjoying the feeling of being thoroughly fucked. Her breath came in short spurts, with barely any ability to breathe out his name, or anything else except for the occasional hitched breath or the word "fuck" as he hit that spot deep inside. She met him where he took her, reaching up with one of her hands to feel him slamming into her. She felt the slaps of skin on skin; she felt her body go weak at the thought that he was fucking her soundly. They'd had sessions of passionate sex before, where Inuyasha's youki took the lead, but nothing compared to this.

Inuyasha was holding on by a thread; he felt insane with desire and was struggling to hold onto the last remaining shreds of his humanity. His eyes tinged red; he felt the depths to which he was reaching inside her, and he was growing harder and harder as her walls tried to hold onto him. He didn't know if he would last another thirty seconds, so instead, he leaned forward over her back and began to play with her intimate parts. He ran his claws over her nipples, over her small bundle of nerves—and he pressed and pinched and made her keen like crazy. Her aura started coming off her in sharp fuchsia sparks.

"Anata," she said in a hushed voice, "I'm close."

He used that as an opportunity to pound into her relentlessly, feeling her body tense up under him, feeling her walls tighten and draw him in. He got caught up in the sea of Kagome and released a guttural howl as he came in her, before collapsing and pulling her close, still inside, not ready to relinquish the feeling of her delicious body.

Kagome fell forward on the bed, Inuyasha to her side, the two of them reaching forward and backward to hold the other. They lay together for several moments, feeling each other, still not ready to let go. Kagome chuckled. "Was that so bad, anata?" she asked teasingly.

Inuyasha pulled out and Kagome whined at the sudden disconnect. "Depends, wench," he replied.

"On what?"

Inuyasha reached forward and licked her face along the jawline from her chin to her ear. "Depends on how much you want to do it again."

Kagome moaned and rolled over so she was on top of him. "Good little hanyou pups need their rest," she commented playfully. Her dark brown eyes were almost black with lust. "But first, let's not waste a moment." She lay patiently, rolling her hips until she felt he was good and hard for her again, and then she slipped back inside and began riding him, moving back and forth along his length, relishing the feel of him inside her. This time, she was close to him, and he was able to gently run his claws up and down her back, through her hair, over her ass—anywhere he could reach. And she kept her lips on him the entire time, moving her tongue as she desired, along his fangs, against his tongue, his strong jawline, his neck, his mark, and up and down his arms. She wanted him to stay inside her for as long as he could, and she would surround his beautiful and sacred body with her own, forever.


Notes:

At the reception, Kagome is wearing a hikifurisode, an elegant and elaborate kimono that is worn at wedding receptions. They are really gorgeous, and I encourage you to Google them so you can see how beautiful they are :3

On the next update: it's New Year's! How will Inuyasha and Kagome celebrate? See you all very soon!