Wicked

Chapter 1: Malevolence

by Kayla Chavi

Rating: R

email: kayla@wishing-blue.net

website: http://kayla.wishing-blue.net

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What is below contains what I hope to be tasteful sex. Like I said, the R rating is not for show, treat it like you would a move with the same rating. There are more movies out there getting more and more daring. While I don't consider this a lemon, for I have bad associations with things such as that, it still stands that this contains sex. If you don't care to read it, don't.

Normally, I put something here, like, Enjoy! But I don't think that this is that type of story. Feedback is always welcome.

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I should have waited until she was done bathing. She was in her bathing room in her house. I had brought her back after a particularly gory battle. She had been too weak to walk but insisted on wanting hot water. I hate letting her come here alone. I don't understand her world. The only good thing that's come out of it so far is ramen.

She had told me to use her mother's shower after explaining how to work it. Her family wasn't home. I didn't know where they were and frankly didn't care. Souta likes me and her mother thinks I'm cute. Having puppy ears has done me some good.

I stripped off the dirty fire-rat skin. It had been shredded more than it had been in the past. I let it sit on the cold floor, by morning it would be clean and back to normal. I looked at myself naked in the mirror and wasn't surprised to see a red glint to my eyes. Even with the barrier in Testsaiga my youkai blood rose to the surface. There were faint streaks of red on my cheeks and I growled at myself. I looked down to find I was hard.

"Something ugly this way comes..."

I punched the wall, cracking the porcelain. My ears flicked back when I heard the sounds of running water and then a soft singing. Kagome. She had just faced death yet she was singing. I looked at my claws, still stained with black blood. It had dried under the nails and in the lines of my hands. I listened again.

"Search for pleasure, search for pain..." She played with the tune, not giving the words, "Helpless..."

Her song was sad, dark. Not the happy tune I was expecting. I could barely catch the words through the drumming of water.

"Black black heart. Why would you offer more? Why would you make it easier on me, to satisfy..."

What the hell is she singing? In all honesty, I used it as an excuse to go into her bathing room. I silently closed the door behind me, listening closer.

"I'm on fire...I'm rotten to the core...I'm eating all your kings and queens...all your..." she finished the sentence under her breath, the words unclear. I waited, the song entrancing me for the moment. I could see the outline of her body through the shower curtain

"As I begin to loose my grip on these realities you're sending....taste your money...taste your..." She stopped her singing and sighed softly. She had been swinging her hips to only a music that she could hear. When she didn't start again I decided I would let her know I was there.

I pulled the curtain back and stepped in. Sometimes I forget that she's human. In the wild, when we fight, her reflexes and senses are very good. But in her own house, where she feels safe, she's just as vulnerable as a pup.

"You sound beautiful."

She yelped. I caught her before she fell. Normally I attempted to be careful where I touched her. This time I didn't. I pulled her up against my chest, an arm tightly around her waist, while the other hand cupped her breast.

They were smaller than I thought they would be. It must have been something to do with that white piece of clothing she wears over them. It was nice--Kikyou's were so large that they would have sagged if she got old enough for them to. Kagome was smaller all around and it fit. Hopefully, I would fit.

"Inuyasha, what are you..."

I bit her shoulder, tasting the water and sweat that was there. It was a test to see how fragile she really was. I may be a youkai but a male never breaks his mate. We use each other. I would teach her that, but right now I needed her. When I saw her blood rise to the surface I wanted to bark angrily. I was going to have to be careful not to shatter her. I bit her again, this time getting a more vocal response.

"Inuyasha?" She turned her head back to look at me but I nudged it away with my own. I didn't want her to see how close I was to reverting to an animal. I had to be inside her soon. She sucked in a breath when my hand on her breast clenched. She arched, trying to buck out of my hold. I allowed her freedom enough to move before pressing her back against me.

I pressed my hand firmly against her belly, grinding her against me, letting her feel what I wanted. I didn't want her to be innocent. I needed her to understand.

I heard her swallow and felt her pulse increase. Her breath became shallow as she tentatively reached behind her to feel what was pressing against her. She touched me and I growled, letting my hand slip lower. I touched a part of her that only I would touch from now on. She was soft down there, slick despite the cleansing of the water. I was careful not to cut her with my claws as I brushed against the center of her pleasure. I smirked when she gave a cry of surprise.

She then gripped my wrist as if she would actually dare to stop me. Stupid bitch. I wasn't going to be stopped. .

"I'm not Kikyou."

"I don't want you to be her." I nipped at her ear, tugging the soft fleshing between my teeth and flicking it with my tongue. "I want to be inside you, Kagome." I was throbbing; her touch had just made the desire more fierce. Her insistence that I be with her only called to my blood. A true bitch wouldn't allow for any less. My humanity tried to insist that she was too young, that I would hurt her. I pushed that side away. I would never feel guilty for this.

I mounted her.

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I almost shrieked. Inuyasha muffled me by pulling my mouth to his. It was awkward at first, him being behind me. I hadn't expected him to be like this at all. I hadn't ever thought he'd touch me the way he was now. Inwardly I winced as he stretched me. He whispered something about how tight I was but I was completely off balance.

He steadied me and pressed me against the side of the shower. The water was hot on my skin but the tile cold against my breasts and belly. I had no idea what to do or how to even react. Inuyasha knew what he wanted and was firm as he guided me. First he was gentle, taking my hands and holding them gently in his own. It created somewhat of a hold for me as he began to push.

The feeling of him sliding in and out of me was unlike anything I had imagined. Soft grunts and growls sounded in my ears, ringing. He kissed my neck, my shoulder, every so often he would bite me. I leaned my head back into the crook of his shoulder and tried to kiss him, or at least see his face.

I reached back and touched his cheek. It was wet from the water of the shower and I could feel a thicker liquid running down his skin. I knew if I looked down I would see the crimson of blood washing away. I reached back further, brushing a hand over one of his soft ears.

He crashed into me more fiercely when I did that. I couldn't help but whimper.

Every time I opened my eyes, he nudged my head away, forcing my forehead to be pressed against the wall. After about the third time I tried, I realized he didn't want me to see him. I pulled away from his ears. So much for romantic dreams of looking into your lover's eyes during the most intimate moment of your life.

I felt cheated until he released one of my hands to touch between my legs. I groaned as he did things I can't even describe. All I knew was that what was starting as a rising sensation continued to grow. I tried to say his name but I could barely breathe. He began to push harder, more rapidly as he caressed me.

When I climaxed, I screamed.

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I continued to push into her, the hand that held hers intertwined with her fingers as she cried out. I knew at that moment I had pleased her, her scent confirmed it. Good, I had fulfilled my duties as her mate. The true test would come when she was in heat. Humans tended not to suffer the extreme that a youkai bitch did, but Kagome always had a strong fire scent.

This left me free to do what I needed to rid myself of my need. I was more forceful, knowing she couldn't feel the difference until she came down. Her body was slow to recover from it, her pleasure lasting longer than Kikyou's ever did. Either I had gotten better at this, or Kikyou was too cold.

I licked and nipped at her skin, tasting the sweat that was now mixed with the taste of her pleasure. I wanted to lick and bite at more sensitive places, but I had to finish this first. That would come later, when she would insist on a bed.

Bitches always insist on laying down at some point. I was a little surprised when Kagome screamed again, this time it was softer but it still the a scream as before. I smirked and nipped her ear. She managed to say my name this time. Finally I gave in to the overwhelming need, coming inside her, feeling her warmth and body latch onto me.

I stayed hard, even after I expelled all of myself into her. I would have started again but her choked breathing made me pause. Kagome was exhausted.

"Inuyasha, please...no more," she murmured. "No more...I can't..."

Instinct and desire warred within me. I wanted to slam into her, dominate her so she understood that I was the one who decided when we continued and when we stopped. I wanted her again. I don't think she realized it when her skin started to burn me. Inside she was becoming too hot to bear. Her power was manifesting.

I could never rape her.

At least my humanity would be happy.

"No more," she whispered again. I pushed into her one last time and then pulled out. I kept her tightly against the wall as she melted into my hold. He head fell against my shoulder and she turned to lightly kiss my neck. I looked down to find her smiling.

"You're not--"

"Never. Surprised but not...oh gods..." She curled up into a ball suddenly and I had to catch her before she fell. I rinsed her carefully. Again I smirked when I smelled the faint trace of blood combined with my evidence of our sex. I had taken her first blood, her virginity. I needed to taste it, to take the power within myself. She was too weak to notice that I touched her there again, coating my fingers and then licking them clean.

She was now a part of me. Mine even more.