A/N: Another little update, I hope to update a few times a week now as the real story begins. ^-^
Day 2 - 8:55 PM
He had no idea what had possessed him to kiss her. He had been ready to let her go, ready to walk out of her life, but the vision of her as she walked away from him and towards the well… it completely shook him. In an instant he made the rash decision of seeing her again, and not just as comrades.
He cursed at himself, he was supposed to be stronger. But no matter how angry he was at his own weakness, there was nothing that could be done about the feeling of anticipation he felt at the thought of meeting with her again. He would return to Inuyasha's village in a week, he had to come up with an excuse to separate her from her pack for at least a few days.
He took to the skies again, heading home. The clear sky and bright moon lighting his way. He caught a whiff of her scent and looked down to his MokoMoko, it was completely imbued in her essence and with every leap he took, he got a nose-full of his little Miko.
He didn't want to stop to bathe, he wanted to bask in her scent for as long as he could, but there would be no denying her existence if he waltz into his fortress, his fur and person smelling of a human's desire. With a scowl he changed directions, heading back to the hot springs in order to get rid of her scent.
As he reached the clearing in record time he walked in, fully clothed and fur in hand. It swirled around him and he lathered it up with the unscented soap. Taking his time to soak, his thoughts ran back to his and Kagome's time in this very hot spring.
His member started to ache with need and he growled. He was not some pup in heat, he would not be reduced to pleasuring himself in lieu of the mortal girl. But no matter how hard he tried to keep his mind off her, every single thought ran back to her. Her scent still lingered on his person, on his fur, hell - even on the damn grass surrounding him. With a disgruntled growl he shoved his hands down his hakama and proceeded to touch himself.
Never in his wildest dreams did he ever expect to be put in such a position. His hand pumped his shaft faster and he closed his eyes to envision her. He could almost feel her lips wrapped around him, the warm, wet, cavern welcoming every inch of him.
He leaned his head back and arched off the boulder as his seed spilled into the now re-sullied hakama. Removing the offending garment and washing it thoroughly, he spent the next several minutes trying to decide what was worse; The fact that he had to resort to touching himself, or the fact that even the simplest thought of the Miko was enough to get him to full mast.
He covered his eyes with his hand in aggravation and finished bathing. Her scent had disappeared all together and he now stood in wet clothes with a wet MokoMoko around him. Concentrating all his energy into himself and letting it go in an explosion of heat, he was able to dry himself instantaneously. The MokoMoko hung around him as fluffy as ever. He took a final whiff of the surrounding area, and proceeded back to the castle. Considering the distance between himself and his home, he calculated a 2 hour trip. In 2 hours he would be able to see Rin, and deal with the clans. He could also use the 2 hours it took to get there to come up with a plan in order to take Kagome away from his idiot half brother.
'What a fool, to have something so ...powerful… under his own nose, and not know its true potential.' He scoffed.