IZON SHŌ
Chapter XLV
Forty fifth session.
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"How many times I yearned to say your name, without even knowing who you were!"
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InuYasha seemed to understand something was breaking up inside Kagome, a sensation he didn't like to think about. It was too much insecurity for him to handle, and he could only think about how much he wanted to feel her, with all his body, to get rid of the cold that invaded him every time he perceived her pulling away from her emotions. Maybe it was due to that strange sense of loss when Kagome hesitated, that he softened up in order to not become a barrier she needed to keep her distance from. Even with all the time they had spent together, he still struggled in making out her essence behind that last wall she kept up.
He had to admit that meeting up with Kikyo wasn't something he had expected, and hence had put him under some stress, yet what he really didn't expect was to realize he hadn't felt her. It was like talking to someone about something that had happened to somebody else, and so he realized his past now laid there, in the past, as it should be.
He sighed, out of relief, and embraced Kagome by the waist using both hands to keep her close, with no resistance from her part. With a graze of his lips, he caressed her cheeks as he recalled the sensation of those moments in which kisses were forbidden. He reached the corners of her mouth and brushed them, slowly, the memory of another kiss just like it still vivid, and treasured. Kagome answered the touch by seeking it with intensity, in a certain old need of control he was already familiar with.
His kiss became infused with yearning, and the clarity of knowing the rhythm she liked best, and soon found himself becoming dizzy, out of the kisses, out of being barely able to breathe, or out of the beers he'd drank. He couldn't but laugh on her mouth at the latter; no, the beers had nothing to do with it.
Holding her by the hips, he swayed her figure up and down, his own body mirroring the movement so that Kagome could notice the erection fighting against his pants. He felt elated, as if a different light was shining for him. He heard her sigh, and felt her breath brushing against his neck, wrapped as he was in the enthralling feeling of her being his... he shook, a quiver that needed no more explanations, his desire for feeling her naked skin beneath his palms now pulsing against reason, and so he acted, his hands working to lift the lower part of her dress, folding it around her hips until he finally found the bare skin right above her tights. He sighed over Kagome's hair, and sought her lips again in a desperate need of assuaging the craving burning in his lower abdomen.
With crystal clarity, he felt the way she began to reach for the zip of his pants, and his breathing reacted instinctually, becoming faster before the thought and image of Kagome's mouth around his erection, and the very idea made him dizzy again.
"I've got the futon right here." He pointed at the place behind him, on the main room, motivated by an almost puerile yearning.
As said; elated.
"Your mother may find us." He heard what seemed to be a reasonable argument from Kagome, which would see itself being refuted by her hand slipping into his pants to take hold of his hard and too willing sex.
Oh, crap. He muttered under his breath, and more for himself than to be heard. Even so, Kagome smiled, yet such a smile had yet to reach her eyes, he noted, as a desire to see it happen arouse within him.
"What if we go up to my room?" InuYasha felt his voice failing before her caresses.
"She may hear us." She muttered in reply, on his lips.
His eyes couldn't but narrow as soon as Kagome's fingers massaged the base of his penis.
"In some place we will have to do it." He urged, unable to hide his own eagerness.
"Or we won't." Was her answer, along with a malevolent smile which made her alluring and beautiful.
All of a sudden, he felt she had changed, and everything became more sensual and provocative.
"Really?" He asked, almost out of breath.
He didn't get an answer, and Kagome offered none as she crouched to introduce the tip of his penis in her mouth.
Crap. InuYasha moaned, his hands flustered in an attempt of holding on to something, and so endure the excitement coming from the image and sensation of the merciless suction she was exerting on his sex.
He remained there, passive, defenseless, so clouded was his mind by pleasure as he observed Kagome as if it were the first time he'd ever seen her do that, and couldn't but note how her cheeks would sink due to the force with which she was sucking, in an act of primeval possession. A new wave of heat made him narrow his eyes once again, and to react but a moment later, holding her by the shoulders to halt her movement.
"Stop, stop... "He pleaded, not wishing for it to end so fast, for what he most enjoyed was to delight himself in her, and that night both of them seemed to be needing that.
He kneeled and kissed her, greedy, holding her face with both hands so that she wouldn't escape. When Kagome acted in that impulsive way, all manner of warnings would flare up inside him, and so he needed to make her feel that everything was alright.
The kiss ended, and he heard her sigh.
"Let's go up." He proposed. "We won't make noise."
Both of them knew the latter would be a titanic quest, even so Kagome smiled, and this time it was a much brighter gesture. That made him forget any other reticence he may had held.
They went up the stairs, slowly, making sure they made the less amount of noise possible; They were long past midnight, after all. The touch of his hand, guiding her, was warmth and sweet, a stark contrast to the overwhelming passion that seemed to be pouring out of them.
The room was cold in comparison to the rest of the house, which was normal, InuYasha knew quite well. He turned on the lamp on the nightstand, which gave off a dim light that helped the mood. He closed the door, and rested his weight against it; from there, his gaze settled on Kagome's figure, there, in the middle of the place, and he soon realized it was the first time he was in his room with a date. She looked at him, and made a gesture with her lip, seemingly feeling restless and out of place. He became aware her barriers were still there, threatening to rise again, and so he decided it wasn't time for questions, not now. Besides, it was their thing to find themselves again through their caresses and their intimacy, shared through the release of the body.
Kiss me. He heard her mutter, yet felt it like a shouted call.
He left the door and took two long strides, covering the distance between them, taking another once he made her step back when the momentum with which he embraced her pushed her backwards. Kagome moaned as soon as she received his tongue inside her mouth, while he held her by the nape and buttocks, his hand taking a fleshful of that firm zone.
The foreplay, would be brief.
The kiss was long and intense, however. Both of them held onto each other tight, leaving no room to even take off their clothes. InuYasha felt Kagome's chest against his, and the way she remained firm as he pushed his still prisoner sex against her. Before that intense sensation, which just came to reveal the deep desire both of them held, he reached for the cloth and unbuttoned it so that he could take it off; Kagome helped him, sliding down the zip again.
"Take it off, take it off..." He pleaded at the edge of desperation, his hands busy, trying to pull her dress out through her head, despite the fact that Kagome was still wearing her jacket.
"Wait." He heard her laugh amidst her laboured voice.
She threw the jacket aside, and InuYasha's pants followed soon after, with Kagome's dress after it in quick succession, while he himself was taking off the clump of clothes that were his shirt and sweater together. He looked at her, enthralled, as she wore only that pale pink underwear he so liked, and a pair of dark gray tights that were almost see through, held to her thighs with a fine line of embroidery. She was beautiful, she was sensual, yet she was also delicate like the autumn flowers who die at the first touch of the winter's cold.
He shuddered before that thought. Why was it there? He didn't want to look deeper into it, nor in the messy emotion it came from. He got closer to Kagome, and embraced her with a certain strange anxiety, barring her with his arms and feeling the overwhelming warmth coming from her naked skin. A kiss on the top of her head, lingering there until it reached her forehead, then her jaw, looking for her cheek, then her neck, only to hear her sigh next, and he himself heard how a rough moan vibrated inside his chest, up, all the way to his lips.
It wasn't hard for him to recognize the growing torment they were now under.
"Your mother is going to hear us." Kagome muttered, as her hands grazed his back and worked their way towards the only piece of cloth he was now wearing.
"She won't." He whispered, then his body tensed when he felt a caress descending over his gluteus in a possessive act that made itself evident when she pulled him towards her.
"But what if she does." A moan broke the sentence, and InuYasha knew by it, and by the way in which Kagome seemed to want to climb him, that her reticence was but a façade.
"That won't happen." He said, a mutter over offered lips that were eager for his promised kiss; something he wouldn't refuse.
He moistened her mouth with his tongue, an act meant to taste her and incite her in the naughtiest way possible, the start of a kiss that came with a rough caress of her buttocks, as his hands spread them apart. That was a sign, a warning announcing the pristine way in which he would make his way inside her. Kagome moaned, and answered with an incitement of her own as she pulled his underwear down, just about enough for his penis to burst forth, ready to make good on the threat its state would suggest.
He looked into her eyes, seeking something that could tell him the point they were at. It all was quite similar to the sensations of that first time, an encounter without compromises... yet he knew that was no longer the case. Sex had given way to something else he would dare to call love.
"I want you inside." Kagome's voice came as a plea, strong enough to pull him out of his emotions and return him to his instincts.
InuYasha felt as if pure fire had been injected into the medulla of his bones.
His whole body quivered, then kneeled before her as he took off his remaining clothes. Her panties lasted little, pulled down by his hand and urge, then he licked between her legs as she threw the piece of cloth away with a sway of her feet. Her delicate fingers sank in his hair, intertwined with it as they held onto his head, his tongue exploring, intense, among her folds as his hands grabbed her upper thighs and spread them more. The strong smell of her sex became obvious, and so his body reacted, filling and hardening his erection it the most merciless way.
"Fuck, Kagome. You make me crazy." He voiced, completely giving in.
He felt her leaning against him, her legs trembling, her breathing fast. He tasted her again then, deeply, once again, filling his tongue with her flowing fluids, her clitoris... he felt it harden, and soon heard her utter a plea. He pulled apart just about enough to leave a kiss on her pubis and feel the soft curl of her hair on his lips, and didn't wait before guiding her down, to him, spreading with his fingers the same folds he touched before with his mouth. Kagome held onto his shoulders, tense out of excitement, easy to handle out of desire.
He held his breath as soon as her warmth humidity came in contact with the tip of his penis, while hearing Kagome's own breathing becoming so short almost no oxygen was reaching her lungs. Then, her hands seized his face, and kept it looking directly at her, as if she didn't want to miss anything on his features as he entered her. InuYasha understood it, and didn't hold back any of the surging sensations as he felt every inch of the link connecting them, until there was no more place to absorb, and they remained there, still.
He sighed, closed his eyes, and just felt, noting that Kagome was trembling between his arms. So did her lips, as if looking for a way to contain a word or an emotion... it almost seemed to him she uttered a phrase he didn't actually understand.
"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice faltering, as he traced soft circles inside her.
His eyes caught her smiling, or attempting to, then nodding with an agitated and whispered yes. Next, she wrapped him in a hug and lingered there, still, and only after a moment did she sigh before starting to move again, up and down, back and forth, being the one in control.
She could feel him inside, deeply, and could only lose her breath with each penetration. She needed InuYasha to be hers, that night; possessively, desperately. A graze on her back made her follow the caress to the hook of her bra, as he sought to undo it and so get rid of the piece of cloth. She didn't care, focused as she was on the kisses, on the movement of her hips, seeking to meet his thrusts as he sought their rhythm, a rhythm she wasn't obeying.
Everything had been perturbed inside her.
Right there, she was experiencing a hunger that was far beyond the physical, and that discovery had her split between passion and uncertainty.
How could one obtain something unknown?
Kagome needed, desperately, to get rid of her thoughts; they were consuming her. She tried to focus entirely on what her body was feeling, the way in which InuYasha was holding her by her sides, hands open, pressing on her ribs to help her find the rhythm. She centered on the spasms inside her, which were still distant between them, yet were little by little taking her to climax. Then, he paid attention to his breathing, his held back moans that couldn't be contained completely, and so could be heard like soft hisses when she changed the beat of her movements.
"I like to feel you." She added to the moment, as she hugged him towards her. She knew her words were only disguising a much deeper feeling, so deep she could barely explore it.
He let out a sigh over her clavicle, then declared his own pleasure.
"It kills me."
The next thrust was his to give, breaking the silent pact of yielding control to her. Kagome moaned a bit higher, and he seemed to find delight in it, only to soon discover herself in a different position, feeling the tatami against her back. InuYasha laid her down, and was now messing her up with kisses, sucking her breasts, seizing a nipple only to seek the other in an act of avarice she didn't want to miss. Every image he was giving her, of him filling his mouth to further enjoy the caress, was increasing the excitement stacking inside her body.
Kagome no longer could discern between physical pleasure, and the emotional.
InuYasha lifted one of her legs until it rested on his shoulder, then turned her sideways in order to reach deeper, and soon she found herself covering her mouth in order to drown the sounds threatening to come out of her, threatening with filling the whole room and make known, for everyone near, that the pleasure was devouring her inside. She looked at him, chancing upon a hint of consciousness amidst the sensations, and she could only wonder at the spectacular sight. InuYasha, his thrusts, the wave on his skin that was but sign of the force behind them, the marked muscles beneath... it was impossible to ignore the beauty of his body, which did but increase when she caught side of his parted lips, and his feverish golden eyes, filled with passion and fixed on their link. One of her hands reached for him, for his features, knowing she couldn't reach him, yet too filled with the desire of caressing him and of telling him that which had awoken inside her.
"I..." She mumbled, not finding the strength to confess what was filling her chest.
"Kagome?" He seemed to ask, his voice laboured, leaning to hear her, yet the angle he managed to find made her unable to collect a thought, her eyes narrowing beneath a wave of pleasure.
She grasped for his forearm, for his elbow, for his biceps; climbing, getting nearer. Her yearning felt like something primitive, yet at the same time absolutely evolutive, yet she wasn't in any capacity to reason it. Her eyes caught his abdomen muscles contract, his breathing hissing while inhaling, in that way that told her he wouldn't last much longer.
"Leave it..." She pleaded. "Leave it to me."
She felt him quiver, tense out of yearning, then he pulled out and waited to see what she wanted to do.
InuYasha was fuddled, completely drunk on desire, feeling his muscles remove under the accumulated stress, and his lower abdomen hardened due to its demands at release. He took hold of his erection out of instinct, and massaged it as if such contact could appease the craving. Kagome placed a hand on his chest, then guided him backwards.
"Lay." She asked him, her voice thin.
He obeyed, and soon she was straddle on him, sliding her body on his and linking them with precision, without even using her hands. That sensation of belonging made him sigh out loud, and Kagome immediately silenced him with her mouth, invading him without a care, and in that same manner, she began to ride him like an amazon, naked and free.
He held her by the hips, finding delight in the way her body swayed in front of his eyes, which led him to sit straight in order to seize one of her nipples. Kagome surrounded him with her arms, her movement unceasing, almost wild. He knew her passionate, restless, uninhibited; yet, in that moment, she seemed particularly feverish.
"I'm not going to run away." He whispered, leaving a kiss on her neck.
That was an even more potent catalyzer for her. He felt her tighten her hold, as she sighed and mumbled words she never finished.
"Kagome..." He tried to say something, yet he couldn't either. The moment was just that enthralling.
The way in which she was wrapping his sex with hers, leaning against him, thrusting, unbridled, were taking him to the edge of an orgasm. He wondered if she was close, if he could endure her rhythm until she got there... and yet, she heard him hiss on his neck, then felt her licking it, taking the heat of her tongue to his jaw, then his chin and finally his mouth. Before that caress, all he could think of was but one thing...
"Kagome, I'm..."
He tried to lift her by her hips, yet she seemed to fight the hold.
"Kagome..."
He muttered, and next came his body, shivering, his thoughts lost in their intensity, robbed of reason. His instincts took over, and his pelvis thrust upwards in the primal act of mating. A flash of consciousness made him feel loved, kissed almost in worship amidst the shakes of his body.
He felt dizzy, undone, and unable to keep his body straight, and so laid sideways, taking Kagome with him. He didn't want her to leave his arms, nor to leave her, for the experience of finishing inside her had blown his mind in such a way it almost felt like being in the middle of a lucubration of his mind.
It was in that moment that he reasoned, and opened his eyes, pulling away from that dream-like state.
"Kagome." This time, her name was charged with uncertainty.
While she, simply, looked at him.
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To be continued.
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A/N
*O*… xD
Kisses,
Anyara
This text is possible thanks to the translation of: Dezart
