Summary: Inuyasha was outraged, but he's not complaining. Not at all.
AN: Repost from AO3.
Beta: Cstorm86


How Dare She?!


How dare she, that petite, oddly dressed miko, treat him so?

Crimson eyes, blazing with rage, peered down his body to where the girl knelt beside him.

A part of him, a wish of his usual sanity, remembered that there had been a fight. He had slain a youkai and had lost his sword - now laying in the entrance of the cave they were in to ward off any youkai from entering. He had grabbed the girl, who had held onto the sword and had called to their companions to 'go back' before he had carried her off to this was narrow and dark, but dry and well-hidden.

He had planned to put her on her hands and knees and fuck her as was his right as her alpha. The heavy scent that filled his flaring nostrils told him that she was in heat and would not deny him his right to mount her.

And yet that was what she had done.

As soon as he had let go of her she had used that accursed collar to bring him down on the sandly floor of the cave. He had roared in outrage when she had placed white papers over his wrists and ankles before the spell had lessened.

Now, he was glaring down at her, confused and angry. The papers, imbued with her reiki, didn't hurt, but merely restrained him. He struggled to get free, but was unable to do anything other than roll his head from side to side and buck violently.

"Hush, Inuyasha," the young woman dared to shush him and reached her nimble hands to the knot that held his kiono closed. He growled when she pushed the layers of his kimono aside, revealing his chest. Whatever injuries he had sustained, were healed by now, angry red marks like from claws, fading with each fast rise and fall of his chest. The girl glanced up at him and smiled

How dare she smile at him so sweetly, without a hint of fear or submission? If not for the damn papers he would have bruised those lips with rough kisses, he would have…

"You're okay, I'm so glad," she said, then reached to the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her pale skin and round breasts cupped by a flimsy piece of fabric. "I'm unharmed too, see?" she said with an innocent look on her face.

Her scent was nothing but innocent. Inuyasha growled and tried once more to free his hands. If only he could grab her and pull her under him, where she belonged. He wanted to tear that tiny bit of fabric obscuring his view. He wanted to grasp her soft flesh and leave markings all over her. He wanted to sink his cock deep in her tight heat and make her body jerk from the force of his thrusts. He licked his elongated fangs at the mere thought. His cock, already hard, throbed at the idea of tracing his claws across her skin and tasting her.

As if sensing his dark intentions, the girl lifted her hands again and slowly reached back to undo the clasp holding her bra in place. It slid off of her torso, revealing a maddeningly alluring sight of her upper body to him. Her skin seemed to glow in the darkness of the cave. He grunted and strained in his bonds, his hungry gaze resting where his hands couldn't.

A dark blush colored her cheeks and she shifted a little.

"Um… I think I might have a small scratch… I can show you… You can kiss it better…"

He frowned and took a deep breath. She didn't smell injured, she smelled like she badly needed her alpha. What was the game she was playing? He frowned, his ears twitching, as he watched her stand up. She didn't attempt to move away, instead she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her skirt and tugged it down, along with her panties.

He watched her with intense red eyes as she kicked her clothes aside and stepped towards his head. Nimbly she positioned herself over his face, bringing the source of the intoxicating scent to his nose.

"See? There," she peered down at him and pointed to the spot where her left inner thigh ended. To his credit, Inuyasha stared at the spot a glance, albeit a short was no wound there and there was something holding his interest.

With a hungry growl he lifted his head as much as he could. His tongue darted past his fangs and lapped at her folds. He shuddered at the taste - she tasted of primal need. His action made her jerk upwards with a small cry of pleasure and surprise. She glanced down with wide, dark eyes and he drank in the vision above him, for a moment forgetting about his anger with her. Tendrils of black hair spilled over one of her shoulders, her lips were parted, her cheeks pink. He wanted to devour her and the innocent act only made him ache for his female more.

Watching him intently she leaned over him and placed a hand on the sandy cave floor above him to steady herself. Her other hand touched her lips before it slid slowly down her body to her hip and then rested on his head, her fingers tangling in his hair and brushing against his ear. Then, slowly, she lowered herself over him again and he licked at her again. A soft moan left her, but this time she didn't pull away. This was a torture, he was unable to do more than to just sample her honey, his fangs preventing him from slipping deep inside. Still, he had a taste of her and he wouldn't rest until she was ravished. Before his human side awoke and he would become a hanyou again he was going to satisfy their shared desires.

When she suddenly moved back, he all but roared at her. She dared to giggle breathlessly and tug at his ear playfully.

"Oh, Inuyasha," she cooed as she climbed down his body until her face was on level with his. He growled and glared at her. There was a need in her eyes, a need he knew well. She leaned in and kissed him, somewhat awkwardly. He once more cursed the sacred papers that held his hands and legs pinned to the floor. Ears pinned back he returned her kiss and promised her in his mind that once he was free of his bonds the miko was going to know no rest until he was sated. She was in control for now, but the youkai knew that he was going to repay her for binding him.

He growled as he felt the curvaceous body of the female press and rub against his chest, her greedy lips tracing patterns across his heated skin. Her blunt nails scratched him and he panted in need. She felt so right, pressed against him, her descent down his body slow, but steady. Her touch, her teasing puffs of warm breath, they set him on fire.

Yes, he had done well by bringing his female here after the fight with a weak youkai. With her, he was going to forget all about that. If it wasn't for the sacred papers …

She reached the red fabric of his hakama and glanced up at him as her hand moved over him and tore a grunt out of him. He observed her intently as she untied his pants and tugged the red cloth down to his knees, releasing him from them in the process.

"Uh, oh, you need my immediate attention!" She leaned in and breathed hotly on his throbbing length, Inuyasha growled at her.

How dare she tease him?

Was she aware that he was going to have his revenge? The wicked youkai watched the priestess straddling his legs, bare in front of him, her eyes focused on his thick cock adorned with jagged markings. She shifted on his legs. Her movements were deceptively slow, measured almost despite the obvious need. She lowered her head and he steeled himself for what was about to happen.

A tongue darted past her full lips and lapped at his tip. Inuyasha howled and threw his head back, muscles straining once more as he felt her taste him again.

"Mmm," she made an approving noise and then opened her mouth as she sheathed a good portion of his cock in her mouth. He wanted to watch her but couldn't keep his eyes open. With his ears pinned back in pleasure he groaned and panted, finding no reason to keep quiet. A hand wrapped around his base and pumped in time with her sucking. When she didn't suck him hard she licked along the vein on the underside of his member from the thick base to the swollen head.

Was she hoping to sate him with her mouth? Foolish miko, he was an alpha male. He had planned to release his frustration of a short battle by mating with her and she had done nothing that could change his mind.

Still, it was hard to keep himself from reaching his peak, especially when he managed to look down at her. She knelt over him, leaning down with her ass in the air. His claws dug into his palms and he growled at her.

How dare she bind him and tease him?

It was maddening, inhaling her with every breath, hearing her soft noises, feeling her toy with him and knowing he had little ability to control the situation. He was the youkai, he should be the one in charge, the one overpowering the human woman. It was wrong… But it felt so good. He knew the hanyou had done something like this, but with his sharp senses and instincts warring with pleasure…

His female soon rose on her hands, his cock slipping from her mouth. He was torn between wanting her to continue and to free him from her spells. She licked her lips and he growled impatiently.

"Oh my," she giggled lowly and moved again but this time up his body. With ears perked he ceased all movement, watching her kneel over his hips. She looked mesmerizing and he was proud that she was his female. Her body was full of energy, lean and alluring, her expression that of lust, her heat scent drove him mad and the way her skin brushed against his boiled his blood. No battle, no amount of bloodshed could give him the same satisfaction her lithe body did. There was nothing that could beat pumping his youkai seed deep inside the miko's tight channel as she came undone.

She seized his member and guided it to her entrance. Both of them hissed as his tip spread her folds and slipped inside. The woman sighed and started to lower herself onto him slowly, letting him feel her heat envelop him. She closed her eyes, shifting her hips up and down, exhaling through her nose with every little push down, clearly savoring the sensation of his cock stretching her walls.

"Oooh, you feel so good," she moaned and he replied to her with a needy growl, demanding more.

It was all too slow to elaborate for the youkai. He was still for a few heartbeats, watching the vision in front of him with crimson eyes. This slow pace was doing nothing to dispel his frustrations. He had given his female enough time to play. He couldn't break free from her bonds, but he was not going to lay idly. Not when her scent screamed for him to prove his virility. Not when his instincts told him to act

As she lowered herself again onto him, Inuyasha suddenly bucked upwards with a roar. He almost saw stars when she tensed around him, so hot and wet.

"Ah!" the miko cried out in surprise, pain and, yes, pleasure. He smirked wickedly at her as she swayed and braced her hands against his torso. "Inu…"

She froze kneeling just above him, her wide eyes locked on him, her hair spilling over her shoulders. Her pussy fluttered around him. As he glanced down in the dark his red eyes rested on where his member was impaling her.

With a growl he bucked again and again into her still body and elicited cries from his female. Soon she followed his rhythm, pushing back against his surging hips as if it was a battle, her moans melodious in his ears. Shock and pain of being so suddenly full of him gave way to needy, pleased yowls. Her soft body shook and beads of sweat rolled down her arms and sides as she rode his savage thrusts. The fast slapping of their bodies colliding filled the little cave.

He knew that she couldn't keep up with him for long and slowed somewhat. When she lifted her head from where she had been bent over him, he glanced to his right wrist.

"One…" she panted. "One hand, Inuyasha. I want to… when you're like this…"

He grunted and bent his head to press his mouth against her cheek. They stilled their movements and then the woman shifted and reached towards the paper on his right wrist. As soon as it was peeled off, Inuyasha moved his freed appendage to stroke the side of his mate. She sat up on him and his claws traced the alluring curves of her body until they gripped her hip.

With him guiding her body against his, the miko quickly resumed bouncing on his cock, hair swaying widly behind her back as she threw her head back and moaned. The youkai under her grunted, his eyes drinking in the sight in front of him.

This hadn't been his plan, but for this one time he decided it wouldn't hurt him to let his female have control. After all, he thought, as he shifted his hand to press a knuckle to her sensitive spot, she was going to come soon.

And, when it came, her reiki would falter for a moment only. He would get free and mate with her more.

And then they would see if she ever dared to pin him to the floor like this again.

Kagome screamed that she was coming and arched herself as her channel tightened around him even more. He growled and as soon as her focus broke, his other hand gripped her waist before he flipped them over. Her sacred papers no longer restrained him..

"Oh!" the woman gasped when her back hit the sand. He paused long enough to discard his clothing and gave her time to focus her hazy brown eyes on him as he leaped onto her and roughly shoved his cock inside her quaking channel. That was how an alpha pair mated, strong youkai knew no restraints.

With a cry she arched under his assault, her legs wrapping around his waist as if to urge him onward. "Yes! Harder!"

He pressed against her, his hot breath coming out in sharp pants, he licked at the bouncing breasts and flushed skin. Her hands came up to tangle in his hair, yanking at it. He grunted and grabbed her wrists, he pinned them on both sides of her head. Crimson eyes found brown and he leaned in to press his lips to her, licking a small nick to her lower lip made by one of his fangs. On instinct he changed the angle of his thrusts so he could stroke that spot inside her that made her mewl for more.

When a long time afterwards Kagome sang her orgasm in a hoarse voice, the youkai on top of her finally found his own limit and with a series of hard thrusts shot his seed deep inside his dazed, panting female

Satisfied at last, he pulled out of her and let her curl under their clothing next to him. She fell asleep almost instantly, a small little smile on her lips.

How fulfilling were the trysts of a daring miko and a relentless youkai.