A/N: It's my birthday! And funnily enough I found myself typing this. Anyway, enjoy! I miss reading fics so much, gotta get back to it. Hope you guys have an amazing day as well! Disclaimer: I dont own Inuyasha :D
Inuyasha peaked through the kitchen window.
It's dark and quiet.
Strange, since Kagome must have been home hours before him. He expected her to atleast be cooking him some new dish or baking a cake.
He went to check his phone. Surely, she would text him if anything ever happened to her. Right?
He felt a sense of dread. His thought treading dangerous worry for his mate. Her car is here, though. Hoping nothing is seriously going on for this strange silence that enveloped his home.
He turned the key and slowly turned the knob open. Maybe, something happened at work?
He sniffed the air. Smells like her. He sighed, all tension in his body released. Her presence always had this power to make him feel so happy to be home.
He smiled. 'Where is his wench hiding?'
He took a step, making sure nothing is pouring from above, or no powder blowing to his face or that there aren't any other people inside their apartment. Kagome loves surprises and pranks, the little wench, but he made her promise no uninvited guests on his birthday today, unlike any of the previous once.
Mind you, he appreciates her and all her effort. But most of those days, he couldn't really focus on entertaining the guests when all he wanted was to have his way with her as soon as all of them leave.
He removed his shoes and proceeds to grab a glass of water.
He checked the fridge and the table that seemed empty. Hm, interesting.
He took a very deep breath, finding all traces of her scent. She is in the master's bedroom.
She has grown to master her powers that she's been able to hide her presence. But his nose will never miss any faint sense of her.
He smirked, if it is what he is thinking, this kind of surprise will always be welcome. Always.
He walked towards their bedroom, his anticipation running high.
As soon as he peaked in, he saw her beautiful brown tresses scattered in their bed, the curtains drawn, but despite the darkness, he can see her perfectly. There she is, laid in bed, covered in blankets that traced her curves.
Pretending to be asleep, her body laying on her side, but facing him.
He smirked. She can never fool him.
He smelt a hint of mischievousness in the air.
He slowly approached her, like a predator moving towards its prey.
Cautiously excited.
"Hey, I'm home." His deep voice thundered through their room.
No response.
His eyebrows arched.
Okay, casual did not work.
He tried shameless.
"It's my birthday?"
Her lips quirked up, ever so slightly before going back down. Subtle but he is not the type to miss anything when it comes to her.
He charmingly waited.
She opened her eyes slowly.
"Yeah?"
He smiled back, "Yeah."
He finally closed the distance between them, cupping her face and moving his lips very close to her ears.
"Can I open my present now?" He whispered huskily.
"Hmm…" She turned her head to meet his eyes challenging. "Depends, have you been a good boy?" She raised her hand to trace his ears that immediately perked up at her touch.
"Very much so." He smirked.
The soft blanket covering her arms fell ever so slightly. No lingerie? All of a sudden, he found his pants constricting. He sighed. He couldn't wait any longer.
He traced his nose down her neck.
"Kagome, please."
She raised her brows.
"Hmmm, come here, dog boy."
He grinned.
"I love you."
