They hadn't come for her, as expected. Back in her time, in her old country- style home, she laid him on her table. After undressing, she placed his sword on the floor and tore his sleeves into shreds with her claws, tying his wrists and ankles to each leg of the table. She stepped back, and admired her work. He was on her table, at her mercy. Whatever she wanted to do with him, she could. This made her very content. Walking over to her medicine cabinet she pulled out a tube of burn cream, then walked back to her kitchen table. She climbed onto it and straddled his waste. She smeared the cream over his chest, halfway healed. She admired this ability of his, of theirs. She slid over his naked body, her breasts on either side of his neck. His breathing was ragged, but she knew he would be okay, like Hokkaido would have been if it weren't for the poison. Kelcie was not concerned with him anymore. She had found an even better youkai, and created her present self for him. Why had she done this so suddenly? She thought to herself how crazy she was going over him right now, how aroused she was to be on top of this beautiful hanyou. She ran her fingers through his hair, then raised her attentions to his ears. She licked them delicately, her tongue nearly into his ear canal, then running the tip slowly up the inside of his right ear. It twitched. He groaned and opened his eyes. Not noticing, she continued. The breathing on her chest excited her skin, it caught suddenly. She looked down at his eyes. They were half open, blissful. He swallowed.
"Kagome... It feels so good..."
"I'm not Kagome," she whispered into his ear.
He blinked his eyes open, now very surprised. She brought her face down to his eyes.
"You have ears like mine, and your eyes... They're..." he said, dazed.
"Yes, Inuyasha. I'm your mate."
"You... my mate?" his eyes wide. "What about Kagome?"
She went to his left ear, putting her breasts to his face, and continued her ministrations. His ear was twitching in a crazed manner. He growled softly, his body shuddered, a wetness found itself onto her thighs.
"It feels good, doesn't it? Have you had enough?" She was a little disappointed.
"No... Hanyous... Aroused, they can go for days..."
She could feel his member pressing against her thight. He was attempting to rub it against her.
"Really? Do you want me to take your pants off?"
"Please..." he was lost in himself, obviously in a state of feral lust.
She tore his firerat pants off with her claws again, in a hasty manner. She wanted to see him. And what a sight it was! It was larger than anything she had ever seen, the skin still wet. She liked his silver hair, even there, and wanted to feel it against her clitoris. She ran a finger over his foreskin.
"G-go slow." He said timidly.
"You're sensitive, I can tell." She untied his hands. They felt their way to the small of her back. She positioned herself over him, straddling his waist again, and used his ejaculate as lubrication. She slowly slid himself into her, and he swallowed. She could tell it was his first time because of the face he made. It was of awe, that he could be made to feel this way. All his life, he had felt pain, but today, this moment, it was nothing but pleasure. His wound was completely healed and the cream was left. His eyes were blissful again, half closed, and staring at her breasts. She smiled; she had coded them to be ample enough for him. He placed his hands on her ass as she ground into him. It was wonderful for both of them, his forty-centimeter member riding so far into her it hurt like she was still a virgin. His eyes flickered. She ground harder. His claws dug into her flesh, which began to bleed. She went faster, and he did something very odd. His eyes changed to blood red, his cheeks striped green, and he roared, his head straining against the table. She groaned, it was as if he had grown inside of her, and suddenly it felt like she had stuck the Fiery Typhoon up there, his warm ejaculate flooding her sensitive regions. His legs broke free of the the table and he threw her to the floor, semen dripping from his even larger member. She stared up at him, frightened. He threw himself onto her, driving hard into her vagina, so quickly it surprised her. It was very wet now, which helped against his onslaught. It was about a minute until he came again, even more forcefully this time. She felt inundated in semen, and she loved every minute of it. She could sense his power, which was much more than before, which washed into her youki. It felt amazing, his sex, and his youki, at the same time. It was too much for her, and she screamed in delight. Her heart pounded furiously as her mind swam in bliss. Her Inuyasha roared again, as if he had conquered her instead of the other way around.
In his youkai state, he was extremely aroused. They made love all through the night. She wasn't even sore the next morning with her new body. When she woke up, he was back to normal, lying at her side. She licked his ear the same way she had the other day. He woke up instantly.
"Inuyasha, what happened last night? You changed... It was wonderful."
"I... I became a youkai. My hanyou blood is very conflicted... but other than that, I don't know what happened. I only get that way when I'm in battle, and I'm about to die..."
"Maybe I was too much for you," she teased. He smiled. He was different from the day before. Suddenly his eyes widened. He looked at his claws.
"What day is it? Of the month?"
"It must be the 29th... Why do you ask?"
He stammered. "Nothing, it's nothing..."