March 21
I'm at home sitting at my desk writing. We got back a few hours ago. Our trip was so wonderful and it makes me smile every time I think about it.
Our last day was great even though I was still recovering from my sprained ankle. It still hurt but I could limp around on it. Inuyasha, of course, insisted that I not walk so I could recover and he carried me around for most of the day.
That afternoon we had a picnic in the meadow.
I handed Inuyasha a bowl of ramen. "This is the last of the ramen."
He gasped. "No way, are you serious?"
"I'm dead serious."
"There has to be some left."
"I double-checked," I said as I started to eat mine.
"I'm gonna triple check when we get home."
"I swear to you there's none left. Eat it slowly."
"My precious ninja food," Inuyasha said as he took a bite. "Do you think there's any chance the well will open back up so we can get some more?"
"I doubt that."
"Damn. I guess I'd better make this last."
"I can still make noodles for you."
"It's just not the same though," Inuyasha said with a sigh. "We should have brought more."
"We brought as much as we could carry."
Five minutes later he was done with it and lay back in the grass.
"What happened to eating it slowly?" I asked.
"It was too good, I couldn't help it."
I finished mine and then crawled over to him.
"Hey, careful with your foot," he said.
"It's fine," I replied.
He raised his eyebrows. "And what exactly do you mean by fine?"
"I mean it hurts less than before."
"Well at least let me come to you instead." He crawled over to me then lay me down and kissed me. I gladly wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him as lovingly as I could.
That night was also his human night. We sat outside watching the sunset. Once it was gone, Inuyasha's hair turned black as the night as he went completely human. From there we returned to the cave.
When we were inside, Inuyasha started to make a fire and I removed my skirt leaving on only my robe in order to get comfortable for the night. As I watched him, there was also something else that I started to want and when I saw the look in his eyes when he turned to face me, I could tell he wanted it too.
"Don't you look sexy?" he said as he started to walk towards me.
"Always for you," I said with a hint of seduction in my voice. I put my arms around his neck and his went around my waist. When we kissed it was like a floodgate of desire opened between us. He pushed me backward until I felt the wall of the cave behind me. As we kissed, I pulled his white shirt open to feel the warm skin of his chest. At that moment he groaned and began to kiss me harder.
My head was spinning as he kissed down my neck then he pulled my robe open and his mouth found my breasts. After spending a moment there, he continued to venture lower. By now he was on his knees and I watched him with anticipation as he pulled my underwear off. He threw my leg, the one with the sprained ankle, over his shoulder to keep the pressure off it and I gasped when his tongue entered me. I was practically shaking as he sucked and fingered me. It felt so good I could hardly stand. I nearly fell over when he made me cum.
Once he brought me to my climax he stood up. I wondered what he was going to do next. With the way his eyes, heavy-lidded with desire, looked at me, I could tell he knew exactly what he wanted to do. I knew that I wanted him naked and I quickly began to undo his belt. He stepped out of his pants and underwear and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him. With my arms around his neck again and my back against the wall, he entered me that way. I didn't hold back how good I was feeling as my moans rang out throughout the cave.
Soon after, he carried me to our makeshift bed and lay me down. Not once did he pull out of me. Once we were comfortable, we picked up our rhythm again and I was soon brought to another orgasm.
I love the way Inuyasha makes me feel. I'm smiling even as I think about it now. Every thrust made me cry out with pleasure. Every moan made us drive harder. When he held me just a little tighter or kissed me a little bit harder or when I could feel his body shake just a little bit more with pleasure, I was satisfied that I was making him feel so good. Regardless of the position we did - missionary, doggy style, or any of the countless others we did on that last night - the feeling of being so connected to my husband made my heart soar.
When we finally reached the peak of our lovemaking, when I was filled with his semen and we were exhausted and sweaty, we lay under the blankets in each other's arms.
"You're so incredible, Yasha," I said as I circled my finger on his forearm.
"So are you," he said. He kissed the top of my head. "I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too."
