"Because I'm mated," he told her, his voice devilish. He lifted his head to stare directly into her eyes. "But lately I've begun to forget that detail. Is there a cure for my amnesia?"

The way he said that made her want to blush, laugh, and pounce on him in one. Instead she opted for wrapping her arms around his neck and smile, teasingly, at him. "I can think of something that might help."

He chuckled again and replaced his mouth on hers. Oh, tonight was going to be a good night.

I came up with something. Whenever I add sarcasm, it'll be like 'this'. With the apostrophes. I didn't think of it until now. I think I've been doing it for some time now, though.

Forty Two

Not for the first time, she felt herself in a rush of heat and need, and again, Inuyasha seemed to have more control than she did. Even though it really hadn't been that long since they've been together, if felt longer, like the last time she laid naked in his arms was a year ago. It was an annoying feeling.

She kissed him with all the passion she could summon, which was ever growing. She sighed when their mouths opened. Inside her womb a familiar warmth was stirring, as though waking up her body. Her heart was thumping strongly in her chest.

She was panting by the time he drew back, raining scorching kisses along her neck and shoulder. She moaned, arching her back, begging wordlessly for his touch.

Inuyasha paused to look down at her. Right now her kimono was open but not off, and somehow that made her all the more desirable. Really, the only part of her left covered was her arms and shoulders, but she seemed so much sexier like that. He might just leave it on.

He chuckled at the look she gave him, her eyes burning. Why'd you stop?! those eyes said. He smirked when her eyes narrowed at him, glaring. He leaned down until his nose was brushing her cheek, and inhaled. Eyes closed, her scent was stronger, more arousing. He liked it. He liked it a lot.

She was growing impatient. You didn't have to be mated with a telepath to know that. She made a sound that was half a growl, half a purr when he resumed his renewed interest in her body, his hands going straight for her sides and rubbing up and down, nails dragging slightly over her skin. She sucked in a deep breath, back arching, and her mouth fell open as her throat locked. Goosebumps rose along her body.

Such a simple touch, and she was straight past moaning and into throat-clenching. His smirk grew and he kissed her, fully aware of the power he possessed over her. If this wasn't love, then he was glad to be ignorant.

Her head lifted, mouth opening in earnest. He let his tongue sweep along inside her mouth, tasting everywhere he could reach. His left hand left her body to take off his haori, switching hands to finish the process. Her taste was distracting him, though; soon he wouldn't be able to concentrate enough to focus on looking at her, let alone getting undressed.

She was moaning now, a sign that he didn't like - she was regaining some control over herself, and that meant she could turn the tables on him. With one last move he threw his haoris into a pile, the white one almost waving at him as the sleeve drifted down on the red. He redoubled his efforts, becoming forceful, hungrily touching her everywhere he could and breaking their kiss to run his mouth along her neck.

He heard her gasp, and then she was holding her breath, although he could hear her thoughts focused on breathing - and mentally moaning. Not for the first time, his ego doubled in size at the thought of what he was doing to her. He needed no other proof that she was his, now and forever, always. As long as he could keep doing these things to her, she would never even think of leaving him.

Boy it was tough to decide where to cut in for this lemon. I'd better be praised for finding a spot at all. This was definitely a tough call. I cut out certain sentences that involved certain parts of a certain pair's bodies to keep it family-friendly. Again, go to my bio and follow the link to my mediaminer and unedited version of Trans. Again, if you have a problem somewhere in this chapter, e-mail me with your problem and I'll see if I can fix it.

She opened her eyes and caught him leaning over her, eyes liquid gold and looking down at her as though she was a Goddess, his Goddess. She loved it. And there was a message in his eyes, entirely for her. It said, "The night's not over yet."

All she could do was smile up at him.

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End lemon #2. You guys waited long enough for this? I was gonna put it off longer, maybe not even have it. I figured the first was enough for you guys, but I guess not. Well, let's hope you're satisfied with two, then. I'm not planning any more lemons for this fic.

Well. . .That's not true. Maybe a Sango/Miroku lemon. But not another Inuyasha/Kagome lemon. Sorry, fellow perverts.

See ya!