A/N: This is a sequel to The Purification Ritual.
It was requested of me to do it, so here you have it.
Beta; Cstorm86

The Purification Ritual; New Moon

The festivities swallowed the whole village. Everyone was partying to honor Lady Kikyou.

Kagome was celebrating the bossy woman's leave.

Kikyou had been nasty to people she saw as worse - poor villagers, youkai that meant no real harm, the hanyou that protected the village from humans and youkai who meant real harm. In her short time as the head miko, Kikyou managed to make Inuyasha so angry he wasn't as diligent in coming to the village's help. It took Kagome to righten the situation. Not that Kagome complained about this duty. Oh, no, far from it. It had been a delightful endeavor and ever since then she was a happy woman. And Inuyasha was a happy man.

Now it was her who was responsible for keeping the village safe during the time when the hanyou dwelling in the forest went full youkai. The last full moon night had been a success and now the hanyou was obviously not as annoyed with the village, as he had been when Kikyou had pinned him to a tree each month.

Kagome was a miko of a different style. The village praised how she'd put the hanyou in an enclosure and had purified him throughout the night to prevent him from going berserk.

No one in the village knew that the enclosure had been not a miko barrier, but her own wet womanhood and that he had been very eagerly putting a certain huge and hard part of his body inside repeatedly. No one knew that in order to keep him from succumbing to his blood lust, she'd allowed him to mount and rut her like a wild animal. No one knew that in order to purify him she'd accepted his seed and youki. No one knew that to keep him in place she'd used no white talismans, but her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. No one knew that she'd not spoken any incantations that night, but that she'd moaned and yowled, under the relentless assaults of the feral youkai.

And only Inuyasha knew how much she'd enjoyed that.

She was supposed to be humble, serene and quiet. She was supposed to be this modest, kind and gentle miko. She was supposed to care for the ill and accept the respect of the village. She was that, all of it, but she also was a young woman, who had needs who had desires... Desires that only Inuyasha could sate.

And sate her he did, oh, boy, he did. Not every night, but quite a few times during the last two weeks, Kagome had found herself being satisfied. It looked like Inuyasha was very keen on keeping his mate never wanting. When she'd gone too far into the forest, looking for herbs, she'd found herself chased and pounced at.

Kagome blushed at the memory of Inuyasha pinning her to a tree, holding her wrists and kissing her while his hips ground against her. He'd had her so distracted by his kisses and sensual touches, that she'd never noticed when her hakama had fallen to the forest floor. She had wrapped her legs around his waist and... Oh my, that day she had learned that the herbs growing in the deeper parts of the woods were way better than those close to the village.

The miko took a sip of her tea, hiding her flushed face from the view of the villagers who might look her way. The feast was in full swing and the crowd was acting very loud. After sunset the children were sent to bed, but the adults still ate, sung, danced and of course drank a lot. It was a merry and loud time. The village had only a few celebrations during the year, so each additional party was always rowdy and joyous. It was quite ironic that the villagers celebrated so eagerly the fact one of the respected priestesses was leaving the next day.

Since Kagome didn't drink or dance, nor did she sing, she had quite a lot of time to watch people. Some villagers talked to her from time to time, but most of the time they were focused on having fun, not talking to a miko who was right now less fun than anything else around. She'd spotted a few couples, not always married, leaving the crowd in a stealthy manner. She smiled, knowing that they were going to celebrate in a bit more private setting. The drums and loud singing would drown out any noises they could make.

When she finished her tea, Kagome decided it was time for her to leave too. Lady Kaede and Kikyou were already in their shared hut, it was time for Kagome to go to hers. She bowed to the headman and some of the elders that enjoyed sake nearby, then walked away from the main yard where the celebration took place. She walked towards her little house, far from the light of the lamps, far from the gathered villagers, far from her duty to be the proper miko. It was the high time to retire for the bed, where she could daydream about her hanyou. It had been a stressful day, she needed some relaxation. She went by her herb garden, the plant smelling nicely in the fresh night air. The music and shouts were less aggressive here, especially when she closed her door - a real door, not a bamboo mat.

In the dark silence of her home she could daydream about her hanyou without worrying if someone could see. She could lay down on her futon and touch herself, remembering their encounters and imagine he was with her. The mere idea of him joining her in her bed made a shiver run down her spine, heat waking in her core.

Since the full moon night she had many images, feelings and sounds in her memory, all of this amazing man, who treated her like his equal, who didn't judge her for having and expressing her desires. He took her as she was, respecting her wishes and individuality, not only her job.

She climbed to the raised floor, her sandals falling to the ground, then she shuffled to her small bedroom and reached to her obi to undress. That was when she realized she wasn't alone in the hut. A soft noise alerted her to someone's presence in her little sanctuary, stilling her hands where they were on the knot of her belt. Her eyes scanned the dark room, her breath catching in her throat.

There was a man standing by the window, the faint starlight allowing her to see his silhouette against the square of the window. She was about to scream, but a soft voice gave her pause.

"Kagome, it's me. It's just me."

"I... Inuyasha," the miko whispered. The man nodded and turned so the faint light illuminated his face. She blinked and leaned in a bit. He had black hair and dark eyes, but he wore the familiar red kimono and his features were Inuyasha's. So was his voice. She noticed his dog ears were missing.

"It's my human night," he answered the question she didn't have time to ask. "I came to celebrate Kikyou fucking leaving the village."

And he spoke like Inuyasha. She smiled and stepped forward, letting her belt in peace. Her body relaxed and she took a deep breath of relief. It was no shady stranger, it was her beloved.

"Oh," Kagome stepped a bit closer and touched his cheek. He leaned in her touch easily. "It's really you."

"I hope you don't mind? I mean, you told me I can come and see you..." he said, a hint of uncertainty in his tone. She smiled a bright smile. Maybe tonight she wasn't going to merely touch herself. And she was going to see this new, hidden side of the hanyou.

It was heartwarming that he came here tonight, when he was so vulnerable. Hanyou were known to have a time of weakness, of humanity, but they never shared this secret with anyone. He trusted her with his life, it was clear to her. She felt her heart swelling with soft affection for her beloved.

"I hope you don't plan to just stare at me the whole night?" she said coyly.

A smirk flashed across his face and he reached to put his hands on her waist.

"I came here to celebrate, Kagome," he said, his voice low. "And since it's your day, I thought it's only fair that we do whatever you think is fun."

"Oh, I might come up with a few ideas," Kagome stepped closer to her marvelous man, tilting her head so he could kiss her. She sighed as his lips covered hers, opening for him when his tongue touched her bottom lip. It slid inside her mouth, tentatively exploring and Kagome couldn't do anything else, but melt in his slow, loving kiss. His arms supported her, pressed her against his firm body.

"I just have to warn you," he breathed when they parted, his forehead pressing against hers, his dark eyes looking into hers. "I might have more stamina than a normal human, but I am still but a human tonight."

"Don't worry, mate," she replied in a whisper, her hands coming up to cup his face, her fingertips brushing against his human ears instead of smooth skin. "I will be glad no matter how many fireworks will light the sky. After all, it will be you who will make them with me."

"Smart-mouthed wench," he grumbled, but there was no bite to his words

Kagome giggled and sighed when his hands started to run up and down her sides, strong and steady, warming her through the layers of her clothes.

No man would dare to put his hands on a miko. Kagome gasped in appreciation when one of his hands slid in the slit on the side of her hakama and rubbed her behind. His fingers lacked the claws that would dig in her flesh, but it was the same warm, rough touch she loved.

Kagome tilted her head to allow her lover more access to her neck. His head dipped and hot mouth caressed the soft skin on the side of her neck. His breath teased her ear when he spoke between kisses.

"My youkai... It always wants you... But tonight it's asleep. Now my human can show you how much I love you. So, whatever you command, I will do," he promised in a whisper. Kagome clutched the front of his kimono and moaned when he pushed her against himself. "I mated you as a youkai and I will marry you as a human, even if only we know about it."

"That... Would be amazing, Inuyasha," Kagome pressed a kiss right below his human ear. "But now isn't... the right time to... talk about it."

Inuyasha shivered under her touch when her nimble fingers slid under the layers covering his torso. Her fingertips met the smooth, hot skin stretched over firm muscles. Even as a human, Kagome was sure of it, Inuyasha had the body of a warrior. A body made not only to dominate and kill, but also to share pleasure and bring forth life. It was a pity that as a hurid he couldn't father children, but at the same time Kagome didn't mind that much. She wasn't the best with kids. It was Lady Kaede who all the village kids adored, the granny that always had stories to tell. Kagome just lacked the patience.

"I want you to undress," she said and pushed herself away from him. The room was warm, but she still shivered at the loss of his body heat against her. The only comfort was that she knew that soon he was going to be holding her again.

Kagome moved back until she reached her futon. She sank down to sit on it, her eyes never leaving her lover. He looked back at her for a moment before he reached to undo the ties holding his robe together. It was not intentionally sensual, she doubted Inuyasha knew anything about seductive undressing, but she appreciated he tried to do his best. He tugged his kimono out of his hakama and let it hanh from his shoulders for a moment before he shrugged it off, letting it pile up on the floor behind him. He then reached to push his hair back, allowing her to see as much of him as she could in the little light they had.

Kagome licked her lips. Her imagination easily filled the picture with what she remembered from their encounters. Broad shoulders she could grab onto, defined muscles of his arms and chest, the lean build with no excess body fat and perfect skin. His dark eyes looked at her with the hunger that would make any woman's knees go weak and heat pool within their core. But this man was hers and hers alone. Hers to tame, to taste, to tease. Just as she was his and his alone - his to mate, his to make love to, his to mount.

Kagome would've felt inadequate watching him undress, but he had never given her any reason to doubt his desire for her, his admiration for her body and personality. She knew he lusted after her just like she did after him - the bulge in his hakama was the most obvious proof. She bit her bottom lip when she watched him reach for the ties of his hakama, his hands undoing the knot while he never looked away from her. That view made her core heat up and her womanhood dampen.

She remembered him undressing for her before, when he had found her cleansing herself in a hot spring. He had pulled his hakama off in a similar fashion as he was doing right now, bending just the right way to hide his manhood from her view. She watched his muscular legs come to view, balling her fists to prevent herself from reaching out and touching them. Back then, at that hot spring, he had joined her in the hot water, he had done so wicked things to her... She shivered at the mere memory of him taking her there, in the steaming wateer. He had called her womanhood the divine hot spring and she had bathed his pulsing cock in her juices, her quaking walls milking him dry.

Now, she was going to reach the heavens with him again, and once more her impatient spirit just wanted to shout at him to speed things up. She adored him for taking his time to go slow - at least as the hanyou. His youkai had been most adamant about having her the inu youkai way. Which, more often than not, involved her on his hands and knees, mounted from behind and yowling shamelessly at the delicious feeling of an inhuman cock of her mate ramming deep inside her with ferocity. She never complained, her dominant male inu was exactly what she wanted.

The thought of that made her suddenly smirk. He wanted her to set the pace tonight. She was going to be the one in control. She watched Inuyasha step out of his hakama and unwrap his loincloth, his member semi-erect. One of his hands reached to stroke it and he hummed in pleasure at his own touch. His body flexed and Kagome barely kept herself seated. She couldn't let him have all the fun, it was her celebration. And she already knew what she wanted to do tonight.

"Now, disrobe me," Kagome ordered in a low voice.

"As you command, lady miko," Inuyasha gave her a small grin and walked towards her before he knelt beside her and kissed her deeply. Kikyou would never see a man approach her with his eyes full of lust. She would never invite a man to plunder her mouth with his tongue. She wouldn't allow his hands on her person, tugging at the ties and folds of her kimono. Stipid Kikyou.

Kagome let her hands stroke his torso and knead the muscles of his arms, kissing him back with enthusiasm. Her world spun at the taste and feel of his lips. She was so caught up in that, that she gasped in surprise when she felt his hand on her bare breast. She hadn't realized that her upper layers were now bunched up around her waist.

"Kagome..." he breathed out as his hand started to fondle her, his fingers gently massaging her flesh and drawing a low moan from her. "You are so beautiful, love."

"I... I love you... I love your touch," Kagome managed to reply before she threw her head back, arching her body. Her amazing man licked his way down the side of her neck and soon his mouth locked around her other nipple. She leaned back on her hands, trying to steady herself, panting and gasping at the tongue and fingers stimulating her. She felt so hot, so good, the loincloth covering her sex damp and annoying as she tried to rub her thighs together. Her nipples hardened as he switched to lick and kiss her other breast.

"Inu... Inu..." she panted. He was making it hard for her to focus. With each passing second the heat within her was coiling tighter and she was not sure how long she could last.

"Yes, love?" he licked up from over her heart, between her breasts to her collar bone. The touch of his tongue against her sensitive skin made her shiver.

"Hakama," she managed to remember the name of the article of clothing that covered her legs. She saw him grin and then felt his hands tugging at the ties, freeing her from the bothersome fabric. As he pulled it down her legs, his fingertips caressed her skin. He bent down to kiss her thighs and Kagome all but fell back on the futon. She closed her eyes, focusing on the touch of his fingers stroking her thighs, the hot breath against her belly as he unwrapped her loincloth. She knew as a hanyou he had no trouble smelling her arousal, but as a human she guessed his nose was weaker.

"My lady... May I taste you?" Kagome looked down to where he laid between her spread legs, dark eyes looking up at her, his mouth dangerously close to the part of her that definitely needed his attention.

A part of her wanted to just let him do this, to have his way with her, but she had plans. For how attentive and satisfying lover Inuyasha in his hanyou and youkai forms was, he was a dominant male that rarely let her have her way. So, she knew this night was special.

And, she hoped, if all went well, maybe he would learn a few new tricks.

So, she reined in her need and shook her head, panting softly. 'Not yet. Lay on your back,' she ordered and sat up, moving to the edge of her futon to give him some space. He blinked at her, but obeyed, laying in the center of her bedding. His black hair contrasted with her sheets, his eyes watched her with hunger where she knelt beside him. She let her gaze wander down his sturdy form and she smirked when she saw that his need for her was apparent not only in his eyes. Her want for him fluttered within her body and she looked back up.

"What are you planning, wench?" he asked, smirking a bit at her. Kagome moved closer to kneel beside him, then she leaned down, her hands resting on his chest and stroking slowly up and down as she leaned in for a languid kiss.

"Back at the temple," she whispered against his lips, resting one hand next to his head so she could support herself while her other hand caressed down his torso and abs to the nest of currently black hair. Her eyes never left his face, taking in his softer, but still handsome features, his parted lips, his tongue licking his lips. She smiled when her fingertips found something hot and hard, taring a gasp from the man laying under her. "I studied many ancient texts... And devoted myself to memorize drawings included in these,: she ghosted her fingertips up to the mushroom head crowning his impressive shaft. She brushed a finger against a drop of precum there.

"Kagome..." he panted out, one hand moving to stroke her side, to hold onto her when she grabbed a firm hold of his shaft and started to rub down and up again. He moaned and his eyes fell closed in pleasure.

"And, one night, I've spied on a visiting samurai enjoying a visit from a fellow miko," she continued in a husky whisper, arching her back when he found her breast and fondled it. A breathy gasp interrupted her tale when he rolled her hardened nipple in his fingers. "Do you know what she did?"

"No... no idea... Kagome..." he panted, his hips moving against her pumping hand. She distracted him with a hiss and without warning threw one leg over him, straddling his lap. He groaned into the kiss when she let go of his cock and pressed her dripping folds against it instead, grabbing hold of his shoulders to hold herself on top of him. Both gasped in pleasure when she ground herself against him.

"She... she rode him like a horse," Kagome closed her eyes, shifting her hips just to feel this delicious friction again. She could feel Inuyasha's hands resting on her, and roaming her heated skin.

"Fuck," he bucked against her, holding her by her waist when she rose on her knees above him, one hand reaching down to guide his head to her folds. The feeling of him rubbing against her, the knowledge that his dark eyes observed her with lust as she hovered over him, it was hard to continue talking.

"I watched her rewarding him for his generous donation to the temple, but later that night, I pleased myself imagining that I was the miko and you the samurai."

"You talk too much, you tease," he growled, squeezing her where he held her waist, but not trying to pull her down.

Which wouldn't have made any difference, but as soon as her bedtime tale was finished, Kagome impaled herself on his cock, prompting them both to throw their heads back and groan in unison. Even as a human Inuyasha was thicker and longer than any of her pleasure tools back in the temple. She was better now at handling his size than she had been during their first time, but she needed a second to hint of pain only added to her pleasure and she knew her lover was all about storming the castle with his ram.

"Kagome," the man under her was still, focused on the feeling of her hot walls stretching around him. She peered down at him, her handsome, perfect mate laying on his back, his hair strewn across her bedding, his cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded, mouth open in panting... She traced her fingertips from where he held her waist down her hips and then up his sides, rubbing against his erect nipples and then kneading his shoulders as she leaned in to kiss him.

"Let's celebrate Kikyou's leaving," she said and sat up again to move up and down his slick shaft. He groaned and bit his bottom lip, his hands shifting to grab and fondle her butt. With a sigh she lifted her hands to toss her hair over her shoulders and palm her breasts, giving him something to watch as her hips moved sinfully slow.

Oh, she enjoyed watching his expression of want and need. She loved his hands gripping her and the friction between them. She enjoyed being in power, setting the pace and the thrill of having her fantasy fulfilled in her own bed, not that far from the crowd still busy dancing and drinking.

No one knew that while they celebrated and made merry, their perfect little miko was riding a cock. They saw what they wanted to see, a kind and proper miko, while Inuyasha saw her as she was, a normal woman with needs, fantasies and will to pursue them. She wasn't going to be passive and weak, even if she allowed her lover to dominate her most of thr time.

"Kagome... I want..." he pleaded. "I need... faster..."

And her lover was a man with an open mind, who knew more ways to take a woman than just with her on her back and him doing the thing while she lay still. Her lover was a man who wasn't afraid to allow her enjoy herself and who cared for her completion as much as his own. His hands moving back to her waist and squeezing her as he thrust up to meet her moves made her pant his name. Their pace increased and his help in guiding her was appreciated. Soon she was bouncing on top of him, head thrown back, her hair falling around her in wild waves. Sweat ran down her spine as she impaled herself on his thrusting shaft.

Kagome wanted to cry for the world to know how great a time she had, but she resisted this urge, resorting to soft moans and gasps, echoed by his grunts of pleasure. Their bodies slammed against each other, her breasts bouncing where she leaned over him, her hands splayed over his sturdy torso. She could see his head thrown back, his abs and biceps flexing as he rammed her down on his surging cock. Her hair swayed around her, sticking to her sweaty body. Her gaze drifted to where his member entered her repeatedly and she couldn't help but squeeze her muscles around and against his thrusts. It made her lover groan and Kagome scratched his skin, her mouth hanging open as she moaned.

"So good...!"

Her world spun when Inuyasha flipped them around and bent down to seal her mouth with a kiss. His member slipped inside her again as he pressed her against her bed with his weight.

"Hey!" she tried to complain, but was silenced with another kiss, his tongue thrusting inside her mouth.

"You... Way too loud... Someone can hear..." he panted and gave her a cheeky smile. "You ride me again when there's no one to overhear"

With that promise Kagome wrapped her arms around him, her fingers tangling in his dark hair as he leaned in for another kiss. She was too far gone in her pleasure, to really mind the change of position, she just wanted him to build up the hot tension within her, his manhood rubbing against something within her, causing her toes to curl.

She came soon after, her scream of ecstasy muffled when he slammed his lips against hers again, his body rubbing against her as her walls quaked around him. He swore and pressed his face in the crook of her neck, trying to hold back his moans for a few more frantic thrusts before he spilled his seed to mix it with her juices. She never worried about getting pregnant, hanyou as a mix of two races were sterile. So, she didn't have to drink any nasty herbal tea or miss out on the feeling of her lover climaxing within her.

He was resting on his elbows, panting as he hovered above her. She watched his face, his hair falling over his shoulders. Their chests brushed against each other as they panted. After a few moments Inyasha moved, sliding out of her and laying beside her. His arms pulled her close against him and she hummed her approval. Her limbs were still too weak to move.

"You will have to teach me all you learned at the temple, Kagome," Inuyasha murmured in her hair, kissing the top of her head. "But at my den."

"Does it mean your youkai won't have any problem with me being on top?" she cocked her head to look at him and she stroked his hand over her body with a wicked smirk.

"Wench, after what you did tonight, I assure you, that I will roll over for you no matter what the moon phase is."

She snickered at his dog pun.

"Good, because I want to teach you all kinds of new tricks."

Smiling, she dozed off and Inuyasha, after covering them with a blanket, did the same. Before sunrise he woke up to kiss her awake and leave before any of the villagers, slumbering after their festivities, could spy him leaving her hut.

A/N: And here you have it.
Just a reminder - I accept prompts for this collection. The next story in queue will be a prompt reply