Chapter XX

Twentieth Session

Kagome's apartment was small, InuYasha believed it even smaller than his own, or maybe it was only due to how everything was arranged. Her kitchen was nothing but one piece of furniture with a two-burners stove, a sink and a fridge, also small, which was situated on the lower part of said furniture, which also acted as a worktop. Right beside it there was a small table with two chairs, and from there InuYasha was watching her trying to empty, as her hands trembled, a couple of instantaneous soup packets on a bowl and a cup.

"Want me to do it?" He asked, to which Kagome answered with a monosyllable. One of the many she had used as a way to talk today.

"No."

Her way of spelling them wasn't aggressive, nor dense, but rather contained and restless, and he had noticed it as soon as he saw her back at the portal, a while ago. What he thought would be a heated encounter, after being apart for two days, ended up being a smile, a long hug and heavy silence.

"Maybe I've troubled you." Was the only reason he could think of. She didn't answer, and he decided to walk towards the only armchair in the apartment and take his travelling satchel.

"No." Kagome turned around to look at him, and by the tone of her voice he felt her negative was genuine, and even desperate.

"Are you ok? Have I done something wrong?" No attempt could hold back the questions slipping through his mouth.

Kagome looked at him, and wished to be able to confer what she felt, but the knot in her chest made it impossible to communicate; it was a years-long tied-knot, one she tied on her own by keeping herself strong and alone. So, she chose to confer it in the only way she knew how, and got closer to InuYasha. She lifted her chin because of their height difference, inviting him to take her mouth as she undid the buttons of the jeans he was wearing today. She could see the bewilderment in his watchful golden eyes, tracing her expressions, until her hand slipped inside his underwear and felt the soft and firm hairs InuYasha had in that zone.

Crap.

Kagome heard him mutter something right before feeling his hands holding her face, as he suddenly took possession of her lips. She allowed the yearned-for kiss, with an urging necessity of getting back all she could control of herself: the confident woman who could do what she wanted in bed with a man. She needed that, because it was what she had built the last few years, and she didn't know how to do it any other way. That thought took hold of her mind as she gripped InuYasha's sex, which was already starting to show its excitation. She heard him rise a weak protest over her lips, yet she opened her mouth more so that the kiss reached deeper.

She kissed him, licked him, caressed him; and when InuYasha groaned over her mouth, overwhelmed by her kisses, Kagome took the chance to free herself from his hands and kneel before him. She heard him mutter a curse half-way, as she handled his zip in order to make her way and see the hardened sex of her companion. In that moment, finally, she felt some sort of order in everything she was feeling. She held the erection in the palm of her hand and threw a complacent look to InuYasha, whose eyes were already full of expectation. She didn't wait any longer and when she placed the penis on her lips, she swallowed it entirely and felt powerful as she noticed him bent towards her body and brace himself with an open hand against her back.

InuYasha began to recite Kagome's name in every tone of eager desire he knew. He held himself of the feminine body as he felt how it entered her mouth, until he noticed the resistance of the back of her throat. InuYasha thought his legs would fail in the moment his sex was freed, only to be devoured the next instant; the sensation of heat, moist, and pressure Kagome was applying to his erection was overwhelming.

He begged, and wanted to stop her as much as he wished for her to continue, and in that maelstrom of sensations, he let himself go until he finally felt a certain pressure on his belly. Everything was happening too fast. In a corner of his mind, he comprehended she needed this, and couldn't help wishing to give her what she wanted; anything.

"I'm.. I'm about to... "He muttered, his throat dry from his agitated breaths. Kagome held herself with even more momentum from his hips, and in that moment InuYasha shut his eyes close, grasping Kagome's head to ejaculate in her mouth.

His body shook for a while, until he became aware of what had just happened. He lightened his grip and allowed himself to fall to the armchair he had right behind, observing how Kagome had brought the back of her hand to her mouth, forcing herself to swallow.

What has happened? He asked himself, watching her close, still trying to calm his breathing and organize his thoughts.

Finally, she met his gaze.

"In what were we?" Her feminine smile was unable to confer those chestnut brown eyes their shine, in which InuYasha had discovered a strange melancholy.

"Dinner." He clarified; his voice corroded by the orgasm he had just felt.

Kagome licked her lips, unfaced, as if proving she had just eaten something.

"Right." He heard her say, with a strange tone which took InuYasha's conscience to weeks back, to those first conversations that masked something deeper, that actual sensibility he believed to be uncovering, little by little, in her.

Following her movements as she stood up, it felt like she was attempting a blatant escape while he was left seated and with his pants down.

"Oh no, you won't." He held her by her wrist in a quick, hurried gesture, and pulled until she seated on his lap.

Kagome took enough care not to crush InuYasha's sex, which was now again hidden under his pants.

"And what are you going to do about it?" The question never received a verbal answer. Kagome's lowered lashes and held back breath were her unconscious reactions to InuYasha's fingers, which began to pressure her between her legs.

She couldn't help thinking how well he'd gotten to know her anatomy, despite their short time meeting like this. She let out a slow sigh, as she lifted her hips in an uncontrollable act of enjoyment.

InuYasha took back his hand and Kagome complained, looking at him with written protest. However, before actually voicing it, he slipped his arm beneath her legs and lifted her, then circled around the armchair to reach the futon a couple of meters away. There, he left her on the sheet covered surface.

Kagome watched him as he took his clothes off. She couldn't help thinking that man was a marvel, with his long hair falling over the sides of his naked torso, as he took his pants off and showed her the strength of his legs. She felt the reaction of her body before that vision, and how her heart turned upside down before the warm gaze he cast on her. In the moment he moved closer, Kagome pulled back, noticing a small panic before her own emotions, which she managed to disguise through a smile and a lowered gaze. InuYasha took a bit longer to get closer than she expected, maybe to test how she reacted. Kagome touched his chest and attempted a caress to placate his doubts, and noticed how he answered by taking her hand and licking her palm in a libido-charged gesture. Before that gesture, her decision of doing things as she knew how, became reinforced.

InuYasha began to undress her, and she had the urge to take control of that, to be the one to decide the details of how and what was being taken off at every moment. Their hands clashed and interfered with each other, until, in the attempt to take off her brazier, Kagome made a sudden move and hit InuYasha's eyebrow with the back of her hand.

He then pulled back, tried to smile and finally said something with an ironic tone he couldn't help.

"Wow, if you don't want to do it, just say so."

"No, I'm sorry, it was... I'm sorry."

Kagome tried to organize her ideas and bring forth an apology, yet she failed completely and her tears began to drop, undesired, unabated. She didn't even manage to think about the pathetic image she must have been giving in that moment, with her bra hanging from her shoulder and wearing only her panties.

"Kagome..." InuYasha made the gesture to touch her, yet he halted it midway in the air and held back his first impulse, afraid she may not want it.

It was a strange moment. They thought of it as such, both on their knees, naked. She not knowing how nor if to ask for help, the other not knowing if to give it. And just like that, they remained for almost a minute.

"Can I hug you?" He was the first to try. Kagome thought about how maddening it was to feel so undone. Yet despite it, she accepted with a nod.

InuYasha moved across the futon, gently, a bit closer, surrounded her with an arm across her shoulder, and with a caress of his fingers through her black hair, held her to his chest. In that moment Kagome's crying, like the rain, became a downpour. His doubts piled one by one, questions unanswered about why she contained so much sadness, yet all he did was to cradle her in his arms, waiting for her to calm down.

I'm sorry. He heard her mutter, one time and again.

Embracing her was all he could do.

Kagome moved while on the futon, in that state between dream and wakefulness. She took a deep breath through her nose, and managed to think about how she could finally breath well, after the congestion she had suffered. Her next thought was dedicated to her crying, for it was the reason for her congestion, and the third was to InuYasha. Then Kagome opened her eyes and checked that not only was it still night, but InuYasha was sleeping by her side. Her first reaction was to panic, and sat straight in a bolt; next, she became aware of how beautiful was the face of that man while he slept.

She remained there a while, watching him under the light that came from the kitchen, and that somehow reached him. He had a calm expression; his lashes were long and almost managed to touch his cheeks. Her gaze fell on his lips, which were parted and through them his breathing emitted a sound with a soft cadence. Kagome then recalled the way in which he had contained her during her attack of anxiety. He hadn't asked anything, something she felt thankful for, as she knew the answer to those questions were buried deep inside her heart and to reach them, meant to break herself down, something she was fearful of, even more than of being alone.

He laid on his side, and Kagome brushed the silvery strands of his hair, which created a loop on his shoulder and start of his back. It wasn't the first time she touched them, yet it was the first time she did so while in such contemplative state.

What is there in you? She asked, sensing how her emotion began to heat her heart.

InuYasha moved his head a bit, seemingly seeking a more comfortable position. Kagome sat incredibly still, wishing for him not to wake up, so that she could keep admiring him; however, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes slowly as his breath left him. He turned slowly and looked at her for a long instant of silence, none of them uttering a word. That gave the moment the appearance of a teenager-ish and maidenly encounter, just two youths watching each other in the middle of intimacy. Kagome adjusted the sheets to better cover her chest.

"I'm sorry, I feel asleep." InuYasha reacted to her gesture and attempted to stand. "I'll be leaving."

For a moment Kagome just followed his movements, it was a logical thing for him to go, she herself had told him about her rule of never sleeping with anyone, and he was only acting, with that honesty so characteristic of him, in accord with that. She held his closest wrist to stop him from leaving.

"Wait." She said, InuYasha turned his gaze towards her, and she knew she had to add something to that, yet right there a knot had found place in her throat and wasn't allowing her to produce the few words her heart was recognizing as a feeling for him.

InuYasha's gaze remained on her for a moment that lasted longer in their minds than time could mark. He had that first hint of how something inside him began to surrender to what he felt, and in a slow motion he brough his free hand to Kagome's cheek. The touch was gentle, careful, just like he felt how he should treat her.

"Should I stay?" He asked her, as if trying to help her to bring out that which she seemed to be holding back. He saw her give a soft nod, insecure, and for a moment he thought her attitude was directed to not wake the demons she had inside. Then, he assured. "I'm staying."

Before InuYasha's certainty, she brought her hand to rest over the one InuYasha had on her cheek, and bent her head slightly, feeling comforted.

Her gesture made him feel his heart swell with an emotion he could recognized perfectly, he had experimented that marvelous sensation of giving in, and also the anxiety that came after. Even so, he gave in, maybe because of some hidden tendency towards self-destruction.

He bent down and stopped only a few centimeters from Kagome's lips, waiting for her to show him the same yearning which was now living inside him, noticing her warm breath entering his mouth for an instant that seemed eternal. He became aware of how his mouth began to water and almost began to laugh when he realized Kagome was turning into a bite of something he desired. He felt how she touched his lips, as her brown gaze remained settled on that moment. It was such the fire of the emotion that invaded him then, that he only became aware of the way in which both his hand held her by her waist, then lifted her and sat her on his own.

Kagome breathed in surprise before that gesture, and exhaled with yearning. She didn't know where this path would take them, because that mantra which she constantly used to repeat inside her head about this being the last time, changed tune, and told her about perpetuating the moment for many last times, as many as InuYasha's yearning allowed them.

She took the face of her companion and usurped his mouth in a lack of patience, and a dot of hope began to buzz in her belly as the light of something new. InuYasha gave in to the kiss with unbridled and honest passion, that same honesty that was able to leave her helpless. She knew then she'd need all of her will in order not to cause him harm.

To be continued.

A/N

This story began from a very dark energy I had inside. I thought about writing something simple that were pretty much only physical... and here we are, elucidating the nets of the heart.

Many times I've said that the characters are their own owners, and with InuYasha and Kagome that tendency is something I find irresistible.

A kiss and thanks for being here, for reading and keeping me company in this adventure that is to create,

Anyara.

This text is possible thanks to the translation of: Dezart