Dreadful Garden Pt 3
A/N: Here you have it! - the long avaited part three of the Dreadful Garden!
2 warnings for this chapter. Rating's M (it could probably go as T, but just to be on the safe side). 2 this chapter's much longer than I prefer Barks chapters to be, but I figured out I didn't want to cut it in two. I do hope you don't mind?

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He was crawling in direction of red fabric. He could leave the arrows but was pretty sure Kagome wouldn't forgive him for leaving a perfectly fine hakama behind. Of course, there was also the matter of putting them back on her...

"I-nu-ya-sha!" the sweet voice of his mate filled his ears. The mere sound of his name made him shiver. A part of him, a very big part of him, wanted nothing more than to respond to her seductive voice, to let go of his worries and focus only on her. Yet he was fighting his desires, crawling closer and closer to the hakama. She was intoxicated by the flowers, he had to take her away, to free her from the spell. He had just to grab the red fabric and run away from this crazy garden. Kagome, laying on his back when he was moving, slowly pulled his hair over his right shoulder and...

"Oh, fuck...!" Inuyasha's limbs trembled and she chuckled, a low, throaty sound just against the side of his neck. She licked him there again and hummed her approval, he shook as he felt it against his back where her chest was pressed.

"Bad boy needs a punishment," she purred.

"Kago-" he started and then felt her dull teeth bite his neck just above the collar of his kimono.

Who knew there was an anotheer subduing spell in her weaponry?

"Oh, my mount collapsed..." Kagome giggled and patted his back as he spat the grass off his mouth. He reached his hand forward and grabbed the thick fabric of her hakama. 'Now we just need to...' In his mind it was quite easy - he had just to stand up and run with Kagome on his back - nothing they had not done before.

The problem was Kagome wasn't on his back anymore. He jumped to his feet and looked around - the miko was running away, giggling girlishly and looking back at him above her shoulder. Inuyasha swore and ran after her. The chase was short since he caught her in a few leaps and then both of them fell to the ground, Kagome gasped under the weight of her husband pressing her against the soft grass.

"Kagome!" he called to her, trying to reach the sane part of his beloved wife. She caught his ear and pulled it.

"Bad puppy!" she scolded and earned a low growl. Her brown eyes widened as if in a realization. "Oh no, you're not a puppy! You're a hellhound desiring to devour a maiden! Oh, please, don't eat me, virile hound!" she exclaimed dramatically while wrapping her legs around his waist.

Inuyasha looked at her, not sure if he was more confused, excited or frustrated. The miko reached her delicate hand between them and grinned as Inuyasha's face paled. 'Oh, gods...'

"I found something hard here..." she gave him a wide, sly grin. Sweat adorned his forehead as he turned a darker shade of pink. Where did she learn how to talk like this? It has to be Miroku's influence...

"That's Tessaiga's hilt," he replied while thanking the gods his wife's nimble fingers had strayed this way. 'Not like there was a difference in hardness between Tessaiga and my... Don't! Don't think about her! Don't inhale the damn flowers!' he cried at himself, shaking his head and trying to keep control over himself. He had to save her, to make her breathe clear air again. The desire to protect his mate, to see her eyes no longer fogged, was strong enough to make him move away from his wife. They could continue this talk later, when his Kagome was really herself. He threw her hakama at her. "Get dressed!"

That was the worst part - he didn't want her to get dressed. The hanyou shook his head to clear his thoughts. 'I spent too much time in this fuckin' place.' Kagome pouted at him.

"Dress? Why? I don't want to dress! I want my hound to..." an idea came to his mind. Inuyasha, who was a man of never thinking too much before acting, decided to put his plan in motion immediately. He hovered above her and licked her earlobe.

"Dress so I can rip these clothes off you, Kagome," he didn't have to even try to sound husky and lustful. Kagome squealed and pushed him away. To his relief she did that so she could put on her hakama. As she did she smiled widely at him and winked.

"Run away, maiden," it was time for part B of his masterplan. His clawed finger pointed in one direction as he crouched and barked playfully at the woman. She giggled and did just that. Inuyasha waited for a moment and howled before running after her. He was an inu hanyou, he definetely could shepherd his wife off the damn place.

Som time later Inuyasha was sitting on the ground in an uncomfortable position. Miroku and Sango were waking up and Kagome was sitting on the ground next to him, still panting after her run. It was good - for every inhale of the clear air she was more and more herself. Shippou was still asleep, but was no longer so hot and flushed.

"Inuyasha? What happened?" asked Sango when she finally sat up, breathing deeply.

"What are you doing here?" added Miroku as he ran his hand through his hair, frowning as he was remembering the past few hours. "We went to investigate a garden... And then..." he fell silent and stared at the scowling hanyou, his eyes widening. "Oh, good Buddha..."

"You! You wanted me to bear your kids! And you grabbed my ass!" Inuyasha yelled, pointing at his friends who turned pink upon remembering that. Then Inuyasha turned to face Kagome. "And you...!" Kagome covered her mouth with a hand as her face became as red as Inuyasha's kimono. 'She remembers now,' he thought. "You're going with me!" Inuyasha picked his wife up and ran away from the dreadful place of tortures and tempations. "Go home!" he called over his shoulder to their friends.

"Wh... What are you doing, Inuyasha?" Kagome uttered, too embaressed to look up at her husband. She was still blushing hotly.

"What a hellhound's supposed to do." he growled as her and smirked as her blush deepened.

A/N 2: Remember to leave me an opinion, I'm curious how you like this chapter. I might write some more mature stuff here and there in some Barks and Forest Spirit's chapters, but if I'm doing it wrong I'd prefer to know and not torture you with it. Ther's not too much stuff worse than poorly written pwp.