Chapter XXI

Twenty-first session.

There was still some time until sunrise, and Kagome had just finished preparing coffee while from her bathroom's shower came the sound of water. When InuYasha entered that room, she felt tempted to follow, yet she resisted as much as she could. She had to practically count with her fingers the times they had ended entangled with each other the last few hours. They probably hadn't tested all existent postures for sex yet, but she was sure they had used a good part of them. Right now, she felt satisfied and calm, despite the exhaustion she was bound to feel during the day.

When she finished with the coffee, her steps guided her to the futon, where she thought about waiting for InuYasha to come out of the bathroom and share a trivial conversation about the day waiting for both of them, without going into too much detail. However, her plans changed once she saw that the door wasn't closed, and for a moment she wondered if that wasn't a subtle invitation. She walked up to it and pushed it a little to be able to see the interior. InuYasha had just come out of the shower and was completely naked, only wearing the collar she had given him. His hair and body were still wet, and his hands held a towel with which he was drying one of his legs, which he had lifted and placed on one of her wooden stool she kept inside. She couldn't help feel out of breath, her body reacting immediately to the image he was unknowingly gifting her, and to the extended hours of sex they had behind, then she asked herself what was that satisfied feeling she had just felt. She understood InuYasha had broken her with just one vision.

He was beautiful, so she thought the first time they met, feeling attracted to that beauty that from the start had an impactful presence. His features and his hands were perfectly defined, in that way that only an artist that has reached mastery can sculpt. Next, she checked how that same mastery extended to the rest of his body as well.

In the moment in which she saw how he began to dry from his feet, to his calf, she decided to speak.

"Stop." She said, before the towel reached his knee.

InuYasha looked at her, surprised. He had been so self-absorbed in his thoughts, reviewing the moments Kagome and he had shared the last few hours, that her presence completely slipped through his senses. He stared dumbfounded, her figure standing there, just covered by a shirt that made it look like she was wearing but a short dress, defining her unrestrained breasts and the curve of her hip. He tried to compose himself and to express something that lightened the density with which his blood began to run through his veins.

"I can't put on clothes while being wet." He smiled as a way to highlight a calm that wasn't really there. He felt the way in which his blood began to look for his sex. How was it possible to feel like that again?

"No, it's true. You can't." Kagome got closer, slowly. InuYasha made the attempt to lower his feet from the stool, however she stopped him by placing a hand on the side of his thigh.

She had to admit that despite their many encounters and the way they already knew each other, Kagome kept feeling impressed by the details composing InuYasha. There was a certain physical element involved, yet the gaze he was gifting her right there; mix between seduction and dearness was something that spurred her heart as much as an intimate caress. She decided there was still some time for passion, if he was willing.

InuYasha felt her lips across the skin of his arm. That wasn't a kiss, it was a touch destined to pick up the water on his skin. He remained very still, feeling the touch of the lips ascending through his skin. His gaze was fixed on her, as she repeated the gesture on another part of his arm, nearing his chest then on it, as her hands traced his thigh, hip-bound. The comprehension in his mind about those stimulus made his body go on alert. In that moment he felt the gradual yet firm hardening of his sex. He closed his eyes when Kagome grazed her lips against his nipple, then released a sigh when her tongue made a tiny circle around it. His gaze returned to her, as she repeated her tongue's gesture, and felt one of her hands brush his belly, then descend until touching his erection, where the hand closed its fingers, one by one until it managed to wield it. In that moment his back strung up in a shiver, and the energy running through his body manifested by holding her hips and seat her on top of some furniture she had by the side.

Kagome let out her breath in a huff before the strong and precise movement InuYasha made. She became surprised at the skill of it, and at how much he knew the proportions of her body to do it; that rose her excitement levels a few degrees. She didn't resist the kiss he placed on her lips, nor its demand, and much less the way in which his body began to make way between her legs. She sighed when, in the middle of the kiss, his wet hair began to moisten her shirt at breast height, making her nipple to contract and her heat to rise a bit more.

"The protection is in the room... "Kagome pretty much panted the words; in the middle of a kiss, she didn't want to let go.

"Not yet." InuYasha sighed over her lips, before giving her a long kiss that took her breath away.

Before, even, recovering from the kiss and everything else, she saw him crouch in front of her and Kagome believed her conscience would give in from pleasure when she felt his hot tongue between the folds of her sex. For an instant a question formed in her mind: Why is this sensation of being with him still feeling incredible?

It was hard to elucidate an answer, so Kagome decided that right now it didn't matter, and so her fingers found rest among his wet, silvery strands of hair, as her gaze watched the spectacle of the scene they were representing on the mirror on the opposite wall. The image felt shameful and exciting in equal measure. Her features were blushing and her mouth was swollen. Her shirt had become transparent at her chest's height due to the contact it had with his wet hair, and he held her by her hips as his tongue rummaged in her sex. She could see how her companion's muscles tensed every time they tried to imprison her, as her own hand held his head so that he wouldn't stop his mouth's work. She closed her eyes and moaned from pleasure, not hiding anything.

It was difficult for InuYasha to explain what pleased him more: listening to Kagome's pleasure, which made his sex harden, or to feel her so given in she was able to show everything she was experiencing. In some way, both of them mixed into something that enhanced a primitive instinct of possession in him. His hands clenched her hips tighter, his fingers sinking in her skin and reshaping her flesh. InuYasha felt as if nothing was enough, so she licked, kissed, and sank his tongue in the warm interior of that woman he wanted to taste as many times as she may be willing to. He huffed on Kagome's sex and then heard her moan from anxiety, desperation and desire.

InuYasha. The plea used his name, and he stood again to kiss her with his mouth full of her and her taste.

He embraced her in such a way his sexes touched, and both of them trembled from yearning, holding themselves from the other in that hug. InuYasha hissed on Kagome's mouth, and trembled again, noticing her heat and moist at the base of his erection. He brushed himself slightly against that zone, his sex descending in such a way it soon found the shape of that entrance it yearned for. He stopped and held his breath, using all of his will to not invade the folds waiting for him, doing what's evident before Kagome's shake of her hips, who also halted her movements and tried to get a hold of herself, much like him.

"I want you inside." She confessed, desire permeating every word.

"And I want to be inside you." He declared, pushing himself against her slightly, moistening the tip of his sex in her interior.

Both of them let out their breaths with force, trying to free some of the intensity that brief contact was provoking inside them.

He felt Kagome hug his hips with her legs, seeking that graze between both, and he wished to sink himself in her right there; to start that in and out until collapsing between that heat and moist, without the barrier of a preservative that even if thin it still felt like an obstacle. InuYasha was conscious, in some still sane corner of his mind, of all the implications that having unprotected sex would have, and was also on the verge of ignoring them all. He huffed, annoyed, for having a conscience was sometimes quite frustrating.

"It's in the room." She said, right before sucking his neck and forcing him to use all his focus in order to understand her words. For a moment he thought about fetching it and fulfill his desire of doing in on that same piece of furniture; however, he opted instead for lifting Kagome up and get out of the bathroom with her, yet he didn't count with that gesture further highlighting the caress of their sexes.

"This is torture." InuYasha sighed the words over Kagome's chest, when he left her on the futon. Next, he found a chestnut brown gaze, crystallized by desire, sleepy despite the urging instinct, evident in her pulsing sex, in her agitated breathing and tension of her nipples. InuYasha bent, focusing on her gaze, and took one between his teeth, and pressed it just enough to get an agonic rattle from her. He noticed the way in which she lifted her hips in search of a graze or a caress to ease that yearning, and before that, InuYasha sucked the nipple intently, closing his eyes and delighting himself in Kagome's pleas.

The first time they were together, he was plagued by fears, and so it happened during their next encounters, despite how evident it was their enjoyment. However, today everything seemed different, strangely distinct. A barrier was falling, and although InuYasha was ignorant to what it could hide behind, nor how many were there before Kagome became finally free, he thought that if he could manage to find that freedom for her, his own doubts may also disappear.

InuYasha. The feminine voice demanded once again, naming him, and this time she slipped her hand between the two bodies to touch herself, showing him her yearning. He felt a shiver run down his back before the suggestion that everything before him held: voice, gesture and necessity.

It had been a long time since Kagome had felt that overwhelmed. She was so raided by the emotions provoked by InuYasha due to his closeness and the way in which he touched something in her sensibility, something she had kept years safekeeping from pain, that she preferred to have him inside, possessing her like a madman, instead of strolling through her feelings.

"Please." Kagome begged again, simulating with her gesture a character completely physical.

InuYasha kneeled before the legs calling for him, opening for him, and took one of the condoms at one side of the futon, and a lamp on the ground. He couldn't deny that seeing that, as if she had them there like one who takes a tissue from a box, made him think about how exclusive Kagome was about that sort of relationship.

He decided to take care of those questions later.

He began to open the envelope, but she took it out of his hands to be the one to put it on him. He showed his yearning by pushing his hips forward. Kagome felt happy to be in a place that, for a moment, felt known and safe. She placed the circle of Latex on the top of the rigid sex, and it gave a slight shake as an answer. She heard InuYasha breathe deeply, as if looking for a way to calm it, as she began to unfold the condom with two fingers on the laterals, using both hands' indexes, creating a singular pressure. Next, she aided the action with her thumps, applying pressure through the laterals of the marked canal. She heard him release the air almost trembling, then looked into his eyes, finding his particular emotivity filling that golden gaze, slipping into her chest like a typhoon stirring everything. She reached the base of the penis, which remained in an optimal state to make its way inside her, and that now pulsed with greed. She caressed the thighs of her companion with open hands, feeling the strength of those tensed muscles, and running her thumps through the soft skin. She wished for that same force to be used in the thrusts he would give her, and closed her eyes before her own visual creation. InuYasha took that gesture as a go ahead.

He saw her close her eyes, giving in, and brought his hand to her nape, entangling his fingers with her black hair, to held her, to kiss her with no caution, taking ownership of the space between them and the exposed desire, between pleas and sighs. When he had her on the futon, he began to move his hips so that their sexes brushed against each other. He felt her escape from the kiss in an act of anxiety and could see how she lifted her head and exposed her neck for his delight, digging her nails in his hips. He kissed her clavicle, and the descended to bite her nipple over the shirt that was still covering her skin. For a moment he felt like he could remain in that instant and that lone caress for days.

InuYasha. He heard Kagome's plea once again, allied with his name and that lone sensation of being the one who had her on the verge of desperation. It made him tremble, and without even recovering from it he guided with a hand his firm sex and made his way into to the humidity waiting for him. He focused on Kagome, as he sank himself in her, not wanting to set aside his gaze despite the threat of closing his eyes before the intensity of the moment.

Kagome surrendered to the gaze watching her with yearning. InuYasha's expression when he entered her brought down another layer of her now crumbling isolation of emotions and then discovered herself wanting to make him happy. She let out her breath and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of imprisoning him between her interior walls. This wasn't alright, she knew it, however she lacked the will to stop it and instead hug herself to him.

The commotion proceeded in the middle of an indulgence of kisses, caresses, grips and huffs which connected them to each other. The only piece of cloth she wore ended up on the ground, in one of the four corners of the room, stripped by InuYasha's hand. At some moment, Kagome was on him, then the next, he was the one on top, soon making the futon unable to bear the desire they held for each other. Gazes would met, captivated, then kisses would start anew, and so would they embrace each other.

InuYasha held Kagome, who was bent towards the futon, and surrounded her through her chest and whispered her faltering and feverish words about how much he liked to be inside her. She, meanwhile, lifted her hips to feel him better. He stood then to apply force to his thrusts, grasping her hips with both hands, and began to pull her in as he pushed himself against her. The way in which Kagome received him, her sex moist and dripping wet, clouded him and made him desire more and more intensity. She began to moan differently then, with deeper sounds, darkening the tone of her voice. InuYasha began to push himself against her with more and more force, as his full hand ran through her spine, from her coccis to her nape, place in which the caress traced her neck, shoulder and breast, then turned into an embrace.

"I'm crazy about you..." He muttered to her ear, pressing his pelvis to the entrance he had just filled. Kagome shivered, and sought InuYasha's head with her hand, turning her own.

"Kiss me... "She asked in a sigh that let almost no voice slip through, and InuYasha answered her request not caring about his own agitated breathing, nor the time he could keep that kiss.

He moaned over her mouth, licked it, moistened it with his saliva and held her lip between his teeth, as he trembled from pure greed. He felt how that request from Kagome became the spark for his libido to surge all of a sudden, accentuating itself on his belly, warning him of the incoming orgasm.

"I can no longer... "InuYasha huffed over her mouth, which breathed with erratic force before that declaration that completely bristled her skin, as every time he had used it.

"Give it to me..." Kagome let out an invitation as their lips still touched. Then, she let go of him and bent even more, giving him an angle which pressured him exquisitely. InuYasha stuck his chest on her back and placed both his hands on Kagome's, over the futon. Their fingers intertwined and grasped each other when he felt the orgasm surge from his belly, running through his sex and exploding on its tip. He noticed the way in which she began to shake beneath his body, imprisoning him with her intimacy which became narrower before her own climax. In that moment InuYasha gave in to the sensations, preserving only the idea of experiencing that moment with her:

I want more.

Both of them fell to the side then, defeated, exhausted, embraced.

To be continued

A/N

What a chapter!

It made me sweat like crazy, even though we are in the middle of winter.

Challenged accomplished, my friend: You bring the drawing that I bring the lemon.

I would like to say many things about what I think about these two, however I keep them so that you are the ones that tell me what you think.

Thanks for reading and keeping me company.

Kisses,

Anyara.

This text is possible thanks to the translation of: Dezart