Well... you can kill me if you'd like, I suppose... though it wouldn't et this story finished and I really do had responsibilities that I'm uh... responsible for so...
Ok so I wasn't sure how to begin this chapter and it still stinks in my opinion but I tried really hard. I was in Spain for two weeks literally three days after I got home from school so I was having come "me" time for a while after I got back. (Meaning I slept a lot.) Spain was BEAUTIFUL and I would totally love to go back, though I probably would choose to go with some girls too and not just "the guys." Even for a tomboy like myself it gets hard being the only girl. Um, the long long long awaited new chapter of Dorm Life. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own naught but my name and about € 0.47 (that's 47 cents in Euros) ... that means no Inuyasha... Damn.
Ok so I wasn't sure how to begin this chapter and it still stinks in my opinion but I tried really hard. I was in Spain for two weeks literally three days after I got home from school so I was having come "me" time for a while after I got back. (Meaning I slept a lot.) Spain was BEAUTIFUL and I would totally love to go back, though I probably would choose to go with some girls too and not just "the guys." Even for a tomboy like myself it gets hard being the only girl. Um, the long long long awaited new chapter of Dorm Life. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own naught but my name and about € 0.47 (that's 47 cents in Euros) ... that means no Inuyasha... Damn.
"You know Miroku... I shouldn't even have let you in this hotel room," stated Sango smoothly. Her boyfriend raised his head to look at her from his reclined and extremely relaxed position on the soft bed. There were too many sheets, comforters, pillows and frilly things in his opinion but it served its purpose.
"And why, my love, is that?" he asked, a tad amused. She stood across the room from him at the window, staring out on the river that ran just outside. She was watching the water dance along the rocks, creating rapids and spray where the seagulls seemed to have found refuge. Strange that they should choose such a seemingly dangerous place to rest. "Sango?" he asked, touching her shoulder before wrapping his arms around her waist completely. Sango reached a hand back and scratched the nape of Miroku's neck gently until his forehead rested against her shoulder.
"You like that."
"Only when you do it."
"I hope I'm the only one who does it," she responded leadingly. Miroku softly kissed the underside of her ear so that her head tilted to the side, showing him the pale expanse of her throat on which to show his affection. He didn't hesitate to do just that.
"Of course love. You're the only one for me, you know that."
"If I didn't know you better, Miroku, I'd think you were striving for a commitment of the long term variety." Sango's words came off as amused, perhaps a bit sarcastic, but he knew them for what they were. Hopeful.
"Hmmm... I suppose that very well could be what I'm looking for," he replied, continuing to kiss and nip at her neck and shoulders. The gorgeous neck and shoulders that were wonderfully bare because of the tank top she was wearing. "There's a time when every man must choose only one."
"W-what?" Sango stuttered as she turned to stare at her long time off and on boyfriend. They'd always known they cared about the other but with Miroku's lecherous tendencies and Sango's fear of the word "forever" to boot they had never really been open about it. Miroku watched her for a while before saying anything, hoping to gauge her reaction before he even began.
"Do I frighten you Sango?"
"Pardon? Frighten? No." The way she instantly became flustered belied her statement and Miroku reached forward to embrace her again.
"Do you like being with me?"
"Of course," she replied without hesitation. He smiled at that. The next question would be a good deal harder to ask and a good deal harder to hear a negative answer to. Miroku continued to stroke her hair for a while, both to calm her and to give himself time to work up his nerve to speak.
"Do you love me Sango?" The girl in his arms froze as though caught in the act of something terrible but wouldn't look up at him. He had a feeling that the dark haired beauty in his arms did in fact love him but was so terrified of commitment, or rather being left alone if that commitment died, that she wouldn't admit it. "You don't have to answer now. But I want you to know that I..." Miroku cursed the way his voice cracked just when he didn't want it to. Sango finally looked up at him and he smiled nervously into those shining brown eyes.
"You what Miroku?"
"I love you," he breathed. The sight of her looking up at him like that nearly stole the breath from his lungs and he had to take a shuddering breath to regain his faculties. "With all my heart and soul," he finished a little more bravely.
Sango on the other hand felt very much like she was sitting on those rocks in the middle of the river. Her mind was in utter chaos but her heart... her heart was acting like her rock, the one stable thing that she was sure of. She loved Miroku, with everything she had, but she was so afraid that something or someone would one day take him away from her that she had never said it. She had a feeling that if she couldn't say it now then she really would lose him.
"Miroku..." she began hesitantly. "I... I love you too." The blush on her cheeks rivaled the color of her pink tank top and the grin on Miroku's face had no comparison. He swept the girl into his arms and spun her around forcing her to laugh with him by sheer giddy force. When he set her back on her feet it was only to plant his lips firmly to hers in a kiss that held nothing but love.
"You have no idea how long I've waited to hear you say that," he whispered when they finally parted lips. Sango smiled shyly up at him and kissed him quickly.
"It feels good to finally say it." The glint that suddenly appeared in her boyfriend's blue eyes was all too familiar and she raised an eyebrow while she waited for him to say whatever his perverted mind wouldn't be able to contain.
"Not as good as I'm going to make you feel tonight," he drawled before practically throwing Sango onto the bed. She would have squeaked in surprise but she had seen the move coming. Miroku may have been devious on some level but he was pretty predictable when it came to sex. Sango grinned up at her prowling animal of a man, enticing him onto the bed with her.
"I'd like to see you try it," she challenged. Miroku was certainly not someone to back down from any kind of challenge, especially one of a sexual variety. He quickly pounced on her but surprisingly didn't begin to ravish her mouth as he usually did. His kisses were slow and sweet and his hands roamed her body as gently as possible. Sango was surprised for a moment but soon became too enthralled in the loving homage he was paying to her body to think straight.
The pair was soon bereft of their clothing and the feeling of their skin sliding together was a familiar and welcome sensation. Miroku paid careful attention to the smooth breasts hovering in his view, kissing and touching as carefully as though it were their first time. He loved this woman with all his heart and soul. He planned to make her his wife someday but that confession would have to wait for another day entirely. It was still too soon to make that known.
"Oh Miroku..." she hissed as he gently ran his fingers along the inside of her thigh while licking and nipping the flesh of her breast. He smirked slightly, loving how well she responded to his every touch. "Stop teasing," she commanded breathily.
"Aw, but that's half the fun." The glare she gave him was only half it's full potential with the passion that glazed her eyes. "Alright love, alright." Sango relaxed considerably and he took a moment to relish the sight of her lying naked and semi-vulnerable beneath him. No. Now she was completely vulnerable to him. She had finally admitted her love and therefore was now giving herself to him both body and soul. The swell of pride and love at this thought drove Miroku to kiss her more tenderly than he had ever kissed anyone in his entire life.
"Miroku..." whispered Sango, pressing a hand to his cheek. "Miroku are you crying?" He tried to turn his head away but she wouldn't let him. He was indeed crying Sango realized as she felt the warm tears fall to the valley between her breasts. She watched him try to gain control of himself and smiled warmly at him when he finally looked into her eyes.
"I love you, so much," he choked out. She wiped the new tears from his face and kissed him softly. Her fingertips danced across his cheekbones, across his jaw, down his throat and finally came to rest on his chest.
"I know." She grinned up at him then brushed her thumb over his nipple. He sucked in a breath and she saw his desire return to his eyes. "Now show me so I can show you how much I love you," she whispered seductively against his lips. Miroku didn't hesitate one moment to do just that, kissing her a little more harshly than before and allowing his hands to roam to his favorite part of Sango's anatomy.
His expert hands kneaded the flesh of her butt then brought her hips up to his own, proving to her just how aroused he was. She moaned quietly as he carefully probed her with two fingers, checking how ready she was. Satisfied that he wouldn't hurt her, he looked into her eyes and entered with practiced ease. Miroku breathed erratically while Sango whimpered her pleasure. It had been a too long... A week... But to them that was a while. This time it was different, in that there was nothing to hide.
They had always had a slight wall between them. Miroku was afraid to admit that he wanted to settle down and Sango terrified to admit how attached to him she really was. Admitting their fears would open them both up to the possibility that they really did need each other and that was a scary thing for them both.
"God Sango. You are so amazing," Miroku whispered against her throat before placing open-mouthed kisses wherever he could reach. Sango ran her nails up and down his back, sending shivers through his entire being. He began thrusting his hips against his girlfriend's slowly then faster as the heat began to consume them both. It didn't take long for them both to fall off the end of the world and into the star-studded afterglow.
"I love you Miroku." Said man smiled against the chest of his love and hummed his contentment. Sango giggled slightly as the vibration ran through her.
"Does that mean you'll come with me to Disney World."
"Oooo... Miroku!" Sango growled. Miroku smirked in return.
"I'll take that as a yes then."
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"Inuyasha..." came Kagome's breathy voice right near his ear. Her eyes were shut tightly and her head was thrown back, her hands clasping his back tightly.
"Hmmm?" her boyfriend asked without looking up from his focus stealing task.
"I love you." He smiled against her shoulder that he happened to be in the process of kissing and nipping gently with his fangs.
"I love you too Mate." He lifted his head to give her a soft kiss then returned to getting his soon to be mate accustomed to the feeling of his fangs on her skin. The first nip had frightened her but excited her at the same time. But at that time the fear had outweighed the arousal and he had to work to change that. As time progressed and their clothing was lost to the floor she became more and more comfortable with his fangs and more excited by the nips on her skin than almost anything else he did. He tried to use them wherever possible, trying to find the one spot on her that the touch of his fangs aroused her most. That would be where his mark would go, completing the mating ritual when the time came to do so.
"Gods Inuyasha! Right there!" he heard her cry when his sharp incisors grazed the flesh just above her collarbone on her right side. Her body had arched sharply against his, forcing all thoughts other than pleasing the beautiful woman beneath him from his mind. Perfect. Now he knew exactly where his mark would go.
"Working on it baby, working on it," he mumbled absently as his claws gently traced patterns on the tops and insides of her thighs. Her legs opened wider for him instinctively, allowing him to settle between them more comfortably. He carefully stroked her until he was completely sure she was ready and well on her way to orgasm. He couldn't have her left behind. Gods knew how close he was already. He continued to nip at the patch of skin that was oh so sensitive to his fangs while Kagome writhed and whimpered his name. "Just a little bit longer," he whispered to silence her pleas so that he could focus on what he was doing.
This was it. The defining moment in their relationship. Well that was a bit extreme but at that moment that's exactly what it felt like. To finally allow themselves to realize the love and desire they held for one another in a physical sense. This was also for all intents and purposes their wedding so it had to be special. Neither Inuyasha nor Kagome were much for flowery words or large ceremonies so this suited the both of them just fine. Private, quiet and just the two of them, the way it should be. Of course their parents wanted them to get married in a public ceremony as well, mostly so Kagome's grandfather couldn't keep saying they were living dishonorably and so he would lay off on the "demon be gone" when Inuyasha came around the house. The old man wasn't all that stable anymore and didn't leave the house other than to sweep the front stoop... at least four times a day.
Soon Inuyasha's claws and fangs had finished the invisible ritual markings and he quickly took hold of himself. He forced Kagome's eyes to his and conveyed all his love and desire for her through their mental connection, the bond amplified by the eye contact. She smiled warmly, pouring her love and passion right back at him, tweaking his ear affectionately. Before either of them knew what happened, Inuyasha had slid home and to the hilt. Kagome hissed slightly in pain, her legs hooking tightly around his hips. Inuyasha froze, surprise and guilt running through him.
"I'm sorry, I went too fast," he whimpered. Kagome shook her head but said nothing right away while she attempted to breath normally. She held as tightly to his back as she could while he tried to carefully massage the rigid pain out of her. His skilled fingers danced along her lower back until she finally relaxed enough for the pain to fade. "That's it Mate, just relax."
"I'm fine now Inuyasha," she murmured into his ear, nibbling on the furry white triangle. Inuyasha knew a go ahead when he heard one and set a slow pace so as not to hurt the love of his life. His strokes were slow and smooth, forcing deep breaths and moans from the both of them. Kagome soon picked up the rhythm and met him thrust for thrust. With one hand Inuyasha held himself above her much smaller body while using the other to grip her bum and pulled her to him.
"Kagome..."
"I know Mate," she cut him off. He was almost there and she wasn't far behind.
"I love you," he whispered, placing his hands on either side of her head just before his demon blood took over his mind. His eyes bled red with violently violet pupils, his fangs lengthened and his claws did as well. His claws tore into the mattress and Kagome was glad he'd had the sense to remove his hands from her body before he transformed. His thrusts became faster but still were not enough to hurt her. His demon mind knew his mate when he smelt her and would never do harm to her.
The demon Inuyasha quickly reassessed the points where a mating mark should go and was ecstatic to find the same spot as before nearly drove his bitch over the edge just as it had earlier. He waited until they were both on the very brink of ecstasy before biting his tongue and plunging his fangs into the very spot that his mate so loved them. His blood mingled with hers and he could feel the bond completing itself.
Kagome screamed with pleasure as her orgasm, combined with Inuyasha's, nearly consumed her. She felt as though she were on fire but in a good way that only Inuyasha could bring about. Her body instinctively pulled her mate's closer and she was rewarded with a happy growl that only added to the sensations that continued to run through her every nerve ending and cell.
Inuyasha came out of his haze at the last moment and was able to experience his release with a clear head. His fangs were still buried in Kagome's shoulder but not nearly as deep now that his fangs had shortened and he was able to hold her in his hands once more when his claws had retracted. He felt whole; more whole than even holding Kagome while he slept could make him feel. He felt his orgasm from the tips of his ears to his very toes and the fact that he could feel Kagome's as well only increased the effect. The couple rode out the shivers that were running through them both until they stopped and they could collapse against the pillows.
"I love you Inuyasha. My mate," Kagome said between deep gulping breaths. Inuyasha finally released his hold on her shoulder and looked into her eyes. He rubbed noses with her before softly kissing her open mouth.
"Feels so good to hear you say that Mate. Especially now that we really are." Kagome giggled and let her eyes droop closed. "Tired?"
"Mmm."
"Me too," Inuyasha sighed and let his forehead rest just above her shoulder, kissing his mark from time to time. It healed quickly with his blood running in her veins along with the help of his tongue. The pair of them were soon dead to the world and wouldn't wake up for at least six hours... not that they planned on waking up before noon the next day anyway. Unless of course breakfast was offered somewhere in the mix, then that was a whole different story.
So that, my friends, is it. Not over over... at least I don't think so. There'll be at least an epilogue if not a couple more chapters. I'm thinking maybe another chapter and an epilogue... how exciting! Alrighty, so have a wonderful weekend, I'm off to find some ginger ale and maybe a touch of rum... I'm feeling like I need it tonight. ¡Nos Vemos!
