Chapter XII

He couldn't stop looking and admiring her. It wasn't just because of her evident blush out of excitation and her half-on clothes. She was beautiful, delicate and warm. When he touched her, she seemed to want to unravel herself in his hands, and he yearned for it. However, her defenses would go up again then. Something in her gaze spoke of fears, and he felt that fear was a mirror image of what he himself experienced, maybe that's why he saw that special hint in her. He wished to kiss her, embrace her from what he was feeling, and lose himself in her, in her skin, in her yearning.

She wouldn't stop looking at him, she didn't know what she expected of him. A part of her wanted to throw herself in his arms, close her eyes and let time pass them by, and at the same time she didn't want to move one inch. InuYasha seemed overwhelmed by the situation, the same as her.

What's going on?

Before her mind could ideate a preestablished answer, her eyes caught how he moved towards her, so fast that for an instant, it startled and even scared her. Soon she became aware of the mouth invading her mouth, of the fingers intertwined with the strands of her hair, whose hand held her head to support her in an act which could be catalogued as one of wild passion. She inhaled through her nose, giving her mind a moment to comprehend that once again, her usual norm had been broken and the one who had broken it had been InuYasha. Her body relaxed when she felt the warm demand from him, and next she gave in to the kiss with all her body, allowing InuYasha to laid her over the tatami at the entrance.

A part of her heart managed to define he had distributed his weight, with a part towards the ground and another over her body. In a matter of an instant, she noticed the way in which he sought to open the buttons of her dress, until reaching her bra which he pulled down, unveiling her chest. The caresses and the next thoughts came in an order she had a hard time handling: she felt the fingers pinching her nipple, a kiss exploring her mouth, the warmth of that kiss, the way in which her sex moistened, his naked leg brushing itself between hers, as if seeking to make way, and her fervent necessity she had for feeling him inside her.

More kisses, kisses in her neck, in her cheeks, in her mouth. She had him embraced and Kagome herself attempted to grasp InuYasha's body with the hand she had free. The caress descended to his sex, and caught it in a grip which made him moan. Right now, she had only two options, and she could see them with total clarity: to give in to everything she was going through, or run away.

The question wandered inside her mind, lost among the many sensations coming from her body. InuYasha brushed her nipple with his lips, the licked it and sucked it, as his fingers caressed her clitoris with such gentleness that made her release a soft cry.

At some point, once she could think, she'd stop to comprehend what she was going through right now. Her whole body called for InuYasha: her sex did so, her mind as well; even that part of herself which had refused to care about anyone. She heard herself letting out her breath in a freeing manner. His caresses felt good and sweet, charged with an elegance she wasn't able to ignore.

"Please. Please." She asked, pulling her panties down for him to enter.

InuYasha smiled over her breast, and freed it with a wet sound which made her moan once again.

"Soon, Kagome. Let me savor you a bit more." He asked in return, before licking again her nipple, dragging his tongue all over it.

Kagome's body trembled when it understood exactly what he meant. He kissed again in a short and intense touch. He kissed, also, her breast right near her heart. And from there went down to her hips and thigh. She became tense when belief took form, tracing the route his kisses would take, however InuYasha created his own way of touching her, completely free of expectations. She noticed how he slipped her panties off, and placed a kiss on the internal side of her knee. The warmth of his mouth was evident, despite her tights in-between. He caressed her legs, around the zone of her calves and placed them on his shoulders, kissing the bone of her ankle.

His hands seemed to want to create paths on her which only he could read.

The meek attitude of Kagome made InuYasha think the barrier was going down. His sex shook before the expectation of being inside her with total acceptance. Yet, he wanted to do more. He wanted to convey this dedication he felt, even if it never came to be reciprocated.

He descended, reaching the moist entrance offered to him, and touched it with a finger, barely a graze, and Kagome held back her wish of escaping from everything she was feeling. Next, came probing with the tip of his tongue every shape composing the entrance. He traced her exterior folds, then the ones inside, as he heard her inhaling and exhaling with force, yearning and desire slipping through. He delighted himself in the soft texture of her folds, and its sharp flavor impregnated his mouth. It felt good to be with Kagome, too good. That sensation lodged inside his chest like an augury. He was starting to feel avid, greedy and surrounded her legs with his arms and began to drink from her sex, sucking with thirst and avarice. The fight inside her intensified, and he noticed her fingers to mix between his hear as if holding on.

He heard her rise pleas he wasn't able to understand, however he knew that every single one was dedicated to the gods. It felt so good to have her like this, lost in sensations, that he himself began to lose his way in the act of caressing. He dedicated himself in such a way to them he only stopped when Kagome began to moan and almost suffocate, her breath short, wriggling inside his grip. He held her firmly, and didn't stop licking and savoring until she fell defeated, trembling. He leaned back a few centimeters and saw how his own breathing made her tremble even more.

He rose on his arms and watched her. Her hair was a messy picture over the tatami; her eyes, sleepy from the orgasm, and her cheeks were hot and bothered. He touched one of her nipples, and she shook as if any contact was impossible for her. He touched himself, in an act of appeasement and noticed the tension in his penis coming back even strongly, knowing he madly desired her.

"I need to be inside you." He confessed, and a shiver shook him when he understood the intention of his own words.

It seems he was wrong when he thought all they'd share would be the light dedication of flesh without touching the soul.

Kagome sat up, weakly, and looked at him there, sitting on his own heels. She found herself thinking that InuYasha possessed the semblance of a magnificent sex demon. He had his hair chastised by her touch when she almost passed out, his cheeks were rosy, and his lips swollen and wet from feeding off her. All of her skin tensed when she stopped at his hand gripping the erected sex in a way that made the veins to become profusely marked. She let out a breath in a huff he understood immediately; his golden eyes assuring what he had just said.

She extended her hand towards her purse, to bring out the box of contraceptives she had bought, however he was faster and brought out a couple from his wallet, and separated one. Kagome felt she was witness to an artistic act when she saw the mastery with which he sheathed his erection. The tightness of the transparent latex became a brutal vision, so much that the very idea of receiving him between the folds of her intimacy made her shiver from excitement. She laid back again, and opened her legs a bit, as a way of invitation.

Inuyasha's golden eyes became filled by lust when he saw that position, her sex willing and her nipples, swollen. He bent towards Kagome, licking one breast and then the other with the same gentle intensity with which he had touched her at every moment. His caresses weren't docile, much less submissive; they were firm, with intent and deeply passionate.

He found a place in that opening between the legs. The expectation became strangely addictive for both of them, way more than any other moment of sex they've had together or apart. Kagome turned restless and desperate when feeling InuYasha stirred her entrance with his erection before pushing.

"Do it already!" She demanded with a tone of voice which reassured in a plea.

She felt him slip in slowly, as if savoring every instant, his gaze locked on to hers during the process.

Suddenly, in that moment, InuYasha began to find himself through her.

Suddenly, in that moment, Kagome began to find herself through him.

She pulled him in, embracing him closer, and listened how his breath abandoned him out of a sudden, when he perceived being completely inside.

Why did it feel as if this was the first time, she had him in her interior?

InuYasha began to turn his hips in circles, bending up slightly to look at her again. Kagome felt the graze of the shirt on her breast, and the cloth began to annoy her.

"Take it off." She demanded, half-closing her eyes before the pleasure she felt from his movement.

In that instant he understood he hadn't taken anything off, he even had his pants still twisted around his ankles. However, it was hard to have one clear thought; to be inside Kagome felt so good that everything seemed to lose its place. He kissed her, a short, interrupted kiss, humid, lacking in skill, and yet... perfect.

InuYasha He heard his name from her mouth, and the insistence, through her constant pull of his clothes. He looked at her, then closed his eyes, breathed in, and focused. He felt like a clumsy drunk when taking off his jacket. He started with the shirt and felt her hands over his chest when he had it on his head, and then the touch of a tongue followed. The caress made him experience a severe shiver that pulled him out of her, causing a moan of lament. As soon as his torso was naked, he went in again and filled her with his sex which seemed to boil. For some reason everything felt psychedelic, as if being inside a kaleidoscope of colors; Ethereal, sensible, and exquisitely pleasant.

The slaps InuYasha began to give towards her, brought out moans, cries and the absent of breath, as the back of her hand attempted to mute her most shameless noises. It hurt, and it filled her with pleasure. She felt the wish of dragging herself through the tatami to run away, while he pursued her. There was a total and fierce incoherence in her emotions, her thoughts and desires; and at the same time, those were the most freeing sensations she could remember. Her mind had given up her control, and her freedom was like a fog which surrounded her and pulled her apart from everything that wasn't InuYasha. She was aware of her body, her voice, her erratic breathing; her skin was pearled by the effort, his hands touching her, his mouth attempting kisses they couldn't keep up. She felt completely open to him.

"For Kami, Kagome! I adore you!" He declared, prey of pleasure.

He felt how she sought his mouth as an answer. They kissed, drowning in the process. The sweat covered his forehead, and he could see she was also suffering from the heat. Even then he couldn't stop. Feeling the grace of their sexes in that back and forth was an ostentatious madness, one of those one remembers as years pass. Maybe, his mind was exaggerating, maybe, he simply was in that state of falling in love that comes along with the climax. He closed his eyes and tried to find a hint of clarity, and heard Kagome moan over his lips. He didn't feel able to retain every single stimulus he was receiving. His hand found a place between her back and the tatami, so he could rise her slightly and Kagome took her kiss to his neck and shoulder, biting that place with cautious force.

InuYasha felt that her clothes were starting to annoy him. He wanted her naked and however didn't want to stop the movement of his hips which made her the only possible target. He heard himself hiss with strength when he noticed the climax coming close. Then, he stopped for a moment. All of that, all of those magnificent emotions, they shouldn't stop so soon. Kagome complained, and rose her hips to seek for him. InuYasha took a deep breath, and wished to be able to hold back a little more, however, Kagome sought him again, so he decided to leave her insides.

"No..." He heard her lament and saw in her eyes the question. He leaned slightly and licked one of her nipples, playing with the other with his fingers. Her next sound was a soft cry of pleasure.

Exquisite. Was the definition his mind found.

He took a second to center his ideas, and next he began to unbutton her dress, which was a messy picture around her waist. She let herself be caressed in the process, and that filled him with something a kin to hope. Her chestnut brown eyes were different today, they were free of those chains that seemed to bind her. He thought about saying how much he liked her, and that he may not be able to leave the bed in a week if he had her by his side. He wanted to tell her about the anxiety eating at him every hour he didn't know anything about her, and how happy he felt just by seeing her.

However, fear came in the way. He felt afraid of opening his heart too much, and of Kagome rising her barriers again.

"Take it off." He pointed at her dress.

Kagome looked at him for an instant, only a second, as if trying to understand his words. He felt his erection harden even more before the submitted vision in front of him. The dress gave way to the bra, and finally she was his, only with her tights and shoes on. He had also taken off his clothes.

Both of them were naked at last.

He embraced her and kissed her again. Kagome answered with such a yearning it seemed impossible to think she had ever refused that caress. He guided her to sit straddle over him, and she herself took hold of his penis and made sure it entered her again. It was a passionate vision —her feverish eyes, her red and swollen lips, her breasts marked by the caress, to perceive the intensity in that chestnut gaze which descended over him, and the warm insides enveloping his senses.

The light coming in from the windows hit them sideways, and he could see with clarity the silhouette of her body. Her breast would shake softly and graze his chest every time Kagome sought to feel him deeper. The wetness made the contact even more pleasant, to the point of delirium when she contracted the insides of her sex, and seemed to trap and pull in his. InuYasha felt the pressure that Kagome exerted and left him, every time, closer to reach the orgasm. It was such a potent joy he wasn't sure if he had not gone through one yet.

What was going on? Why did he feel so lost?

It was like he was ignorant to that whole process, as if sex and its pleasures were different to yearn for her, kiss her and being inside her. He felt ecstatic by just listening to Kagome exhausted between his arms, breathing near his ear. In that moment she trusted him, and that duplicated his sensibility. She tightened their embrace and made him aware, by the way she began to tense, that she was at the doors of a new orgasm, and that sensation alone pulled his closer.

She strongly held herself from him, digging her nails in the flesh of his back, trying to convey how desperate she felt. She became aware of how her body tensed and how her sex girded itself around InuYasha's. She could hear how he tried to hold back his own moans, as his hands gripped her by her gluts and pushed her closer, and closer, and closer with strength. The rigidity of her sex became unbearable and everything about her strung up for an instant, readying herself for the discharge, until all of what was inside exploded. She wanted to escape, in an act of strange shyness or desperation, or both.

"Don't worry, beautiful." He whispered her with that gnawed and ecstatic voice which remembered her and consumed her. He kept her close as her body shook and poured on him, wetting their union.

She felt him lunge against her a bit more, with so much energy that the sensibility of the orgasm still happening inside her, seemed to want to take her to a new one, and she almost curled in on herself because of the sensations she was experiencing. She heard him huff, hiss and mutter some curse word, destined to admit the known defeat of yearned climax. His arms held her so tight she almost missed a breath, and he pushed himself against her in a primitive act of possession. Kagome closed her eyes again and shook, prey of a new orgasm linked with the previous one. InuYasha began to tremble with his sex driven inside her, until pain began to flare in his crotch. Both of their shakes mixed and Kagome had a hint of reason, and perceived how he caressed her head despite being lost in his own sensations. That moved her deeply in a way she didn't know how to handle: she began to cry. She felt that InuYasha was sending her his emotivity.

To be continued

A/N

I hope, sincerely, to have achieved a balance between sex, erotism and love.

I'm exhausted.

AnyaraXXX

This text is possible thanks to the translation of: Dezart