Inuyasha couldn't help it. Her ginger scent was infusing his nose and her shy and hopeful smile hit him directly in his heart. He had to kiss her.

So he closed the distance between them, and gently brushed his lips against hers, waiting for her to reciprocate. Kagome let out an addictive little moan, and she opened her mouth to welcome his tongue, her hand coming around the back of his head. He let his tongue find hers, brushing against it in a sweet caress, tasting the slightest hint of beer she'd probably drunk with her friends before they bought her—no, him—the best present he could imagine. Inuyasha brought his hand to the back of Kagome's neck and let his fingers curl around her hair, tugging gently in the direction he hoped she would tilt her head.

Kagome followed where Inuyasha's touch had asked her to go, and they deepened the kiss. His tongue traced her teeth, and danced inside her mouth. It moved with a grace and fluidity that made Kagome go limp, wanting to taste more, to feel more, to experience more. She moaned as Inuyasha's tongue curled around hers. Finally, her tongue found its way into his mouth. Inuyasha let out a gasp the moment Kagome tried tracing his teeth, gently pulling away.

He'd forgotten for a moment that his concealment charm didn't just glamour away his demonic features, it also obscured the features to touch. So, when Inuyasha thought Kagome was going to prick her tongue on his fang, it would have been fine. But… he didn't want to take any chances. Not when his entire body thrummed with excitement at the taste of her mouth, the touch of her skin, the overpowering bouquet of her scent. Not when his demon kept purring and demanding more

"Kagome," Inuyasha whispered, trying to slow his breathing, "I… I wanna... please you tonight."

A whine escaped him. Fuck.

But her lips tasted as good as she smelled. And all he wanted to do now was worship every single part of her delectable body and drown in her scent. He'd do it at her pace, and he'd make this experience worth it for her. Make sure she knew how special she was. Make sure she knew… he-he was worthy. Fuck. His instincts were lighting him on fire. But he would control himself. For her.

"Inu-yasha?" Kagome whimpered, her small hand still holding his neck gently. "I… well. I've never done this before."

"Well..." Inuyasha had to suppress the purr that wanted to break from him, knowing he was her first. "We'll take it slow. I want you to feel good, Kagome. That's all I want."

Inuyasha leaned his head forward, then brushed his nose against Kagome's neck, peppering the skin there with kisses. He loved his way to her jawline, then to the skin just below her ear. As soon as his lips were level with Kagome's earlobe, he took an audible breath, causing a cascade of shivers to run down her body. She—she was on fire thinking about him, wanting to touch him back, never wanting the sensation of his lips to end. Kagome quietly, tentatively, brought her hands to Inuyasha's back, letting her hand find its way to the little divots just above his tailbone. His muscles were solid, but gave softly under her touch. It felt so good touching him. She wanted to touch his chest and his torso. She… she wanted to kiss his skin.

"Inuyasha?" Kagome whispered. "Can... Can I make you feel good too?"

"You're somethin' else birthday girl." Inuyasha chuckled, pausing his kisses only for a moment to speak. "And yeah. Anything you want."

Kagome smiled at him and began running her hands over his abs, dragging her finger over the washboard there, tracing every peak and valley of his muscle. He tried to keep still, to let her tentative fingers find purchase on his skin. It was the best fucking torture: following Kagome's desire-laden eyes, smelling Kagome's ginger-laced scent, feeling Kagome's gentle fingers explore his skin and body.

"Kagome…" Inuyasha whispered, "Do… do you want to go into your bedroom? I would like to undress you and figured… the bed would be more comfortable for… well… for whatever you want to do tonight."

Kagome nodded at Inuyasha, who gifted her a wide smile. Before she could say anything he stood up, and he took her hand in his. "I'll follow where you lead, birthday girl."

It was becoming real. She was taking the most gorgeous man she thought she'd ever seen into her bedroom. She… was she ready? Well, she certainly was ready for more of his kisses. If this was going to be her only night with Inuyasha, Kagome wanted to make it count. Her friends were assholes, but… it took the pressure off of her. She hated the label virgin. She hated that people assumed that she was a prude. She… well, it wasn't that she was against sex, and lord knows she had fantasies, but… real life men sucked. Give her number out? Dick pic and "U up?" at 3am. Accept a drink from a guy at a bar? He got handsy then talked about how she "owed" him. And Hojo wasn't the only friend who tried to pressure Kagome into a relationship. She would hate the term 'friendzone' until her last moment on earth.

Why was Inuyasha different? He was in her apartment, and she knew where the night was probably going to lead. Maybe… it was that she didn't feel pressured? Maybe… it was that he was so straightforward about things with her? Maybe… maybe her friends had good taste about what sort of guy she would go for? But as Inuyasha held her hand and they walked to her bedroom, she… she was looking forward to her one night with him. The night that she could finally shed the stigma of 'virgin' with a man who would take care of her through the process.

When Kagome reached her bed, she turned around. Inuyasha, still bare chested, guided her to sit on the bed, then kneeled in front of her.

"I would like to take off your shirt and your pants Kagome. I want to touch you. May I?" Inuyasha's hands found Kagome's shirt, but he stopped them there.

"You may," Kagome said, enraptured by the gentleness of his motions, yet, when she looked in his eyes, she saw the predatory desire alight in them. "P-please."

Inuyasha beamed, then took the edges of Kagome's shirt and pulled it over her head.

Mother fuck. Inuyasha was not prepared for the perfection that was Kagome's breasts. They were round and pert, and filled her blue satin bra nearly to the point of spilling out. Pebbled flesh adorned each peak, tempting him to rub his thumbs against them and see if touching her nipples would feel as good for her as it felt for him. But, he was not going to rush. It was a night completely dedicated to Kagome.

"You're so fucking beautiful Kagome," Inuyasha whispered, then slowly, deliberately, he moved his hands down to the elastic band of Kagome's pants, sliding them off of her body and revealing her black cotton panties.

He thought he was prepared for the onslaught of scent that hit him, but he was wrong. A tidal wave of ginger invaded his senses, lapping at him and teasing him with their intensity and complexity. Kagome wanted him. He'd never smelled any woman's scent this strongly, or found it this intoxicating. But he could do this. He didn't need to dive in, even as he wanted to press his nose between her thighs and breathe nothing but her heedy ginger for the rest of the night. But he could resist. Tonight was a night to make the beautiful woman before him understand just how beautiful she was.

When Inuyasha looked back up from her newly revealed skin, he saw a look of hesitation on her face.

"You… okay?" Inuyasha looked into Kagome's eyes. "You deserve to have the perfect night birthday girl, and that means doing what you want and not doing what you don't want."

"N-no…" Kagome stuttered. "It's okay."

He was being so kind, so caring. She hadn't been in her underwear around a man since Hojo and… she couldn't tell if Inuyasha liked what he saw. She… thought he did. But how could she know? When he'd pulled her pants down he seemed struck dumb. She wanted to apologize that she hadn't had a shower, or… a bikini wax (was that what men wanted? Seemed downright painful to her.) True, yes, he was being paid to undress her and make her feel good so… it didn't matter. And it was only for the night. Kagome needed to keep reminding herself that. Inuyasha was only hers for one night.

So what if she started to wonder what his life was like. So what if she thought about whether he would want to watch a movie with her sometime. If he would appreciate her rants about people in SoCal calling Taco Bell good Mexican food. She… she was getting ahead of herself. So far ahead of herself. To a dangerous place that did not exist in the real world.

"I… I want to kiss and touch you. Everywhere," Inuyasha breathed, and Kagome didn't miss the animated rise and fall of his chest. "Is there anywhere you don't want me to kiss?"

"No," Kagome answered, and was rewarded with Inuyasha's cheshire grin. "You really want to kiss everywhere?"

"Oh, hell yes, Kagome." Inuyasha leaned in, bringing his face so close she could feel his breath tickle her skin. "Everywhere."

Inuyasha pulled Kagome in for another kiss. He kept trying to hide his confusion when her face became uncertain. Maybe she thought that because he'd been paid to be there, he'd power through? Well fuck that. He'd refund and pay interest if it meant he got to touch this delectable woman. And… she wanted him to kiss her everywhere? Oh, he fucking would be kissing her everywhere. And he would make the fuck sure that she understood that he meant what he said.

Inuyasha finally released Kagome's mouth, pleased to hear her surrender a little whimper at the absence of his lips. But… there she was, in nothing but her underwear, for him to enjoy. To worship. And he was going to. Inuyasha gently guided Kagome so that she was laying on her bed, with her legs dangling over the side. That she'd not even hesitated to let him situate himself so easily between her thighs was doing his dick no favors. He crawled above her, making sure to keep most of his weight on his arms, and to give her enough space she didn't feel trapped.

Inuyasha started at the nape of Kagome's neck, kissing carefully but hungrily. Letting his tongue taste the slightest hint of salt on her skin. Letting his lips feel her pulse (which was increasing in congress with her ginger scent.) He let his hands wander her chest and stomach, taking in the soft give of her skin under the pads of his fingers. With every touch, he focused all his attention onto her, smelled her, hearing her heartbeat and feeling the trembles that he was eliciting. He kept note of all the places her shudders were most pronounced, or her scent had spiked the most significantly. He would circle back to those spots later. But first…

Inuyasha licked Kagome's clavicle, gifting her with the gentlest of nips. When she moaned, he had to shove down the impulse to bite. He… he would be a goner if she liked to be bitten. And he couldn't think about that now. He was here to give her the best night of her life. To let her know how fucking perfect her body was and how lucky the bastard was who would get to call her his.

That he was also thinking about how to… broach the subject of his being half-demon and actually wanting to take her on a real (not-paid-for-as-an-escort) date was… well he'd have to think about how exactly to do it.

"Inuyasha…" Kagome breathed the words out.

His fingers and lips and tongue and teeth were working in perfect harmony with one another on her body. Every time he made contact it felt like her nerves lit up, sending sparks cascading through the rest of her. He seemed attuned to where things felt best, because those were always the places he kissed a bit harder or massaged a bit longer. And Kagome had no idea that her body was so reactive, so joyful, so… pleasurable. It was becoming clear to her that she wanted tonight with Inuyasha, and she wanted him to be her first. He was gentle and caring and… well… good. Amazing. Natural.

It wasn't fair that he was only hers for the night.

"Kagome. I wanna take off your bra and underwear." Inuyasha had paused, speaking into Kagome's stomach. "Please let me."

"Y-yes," Kagome gasped, sad by the sudden stop in Inuyasha's movements. "Please."

Inuyasha deftly set his hand between Kagome and the bed, and with one fluid motion had unhooked her bra. He stuck his finger between the strap and her skin, then nudged it down her right shoulder, repeating it on her left, then pulled it off. Before he continued, Inuyasha paused for a moment, drinking Kagome in.

"You're a fucking goddess Kagome." Inuyasha leaned his head forward and kissed the top of each of Kagome's breasts. "It may be your birthday, but to me, you're like unwrapping the best present."

Inuyasha then dragged his nose down Kagome's breast, opening his mouth to take in her nipple, but before he did, his eyes met hers, silently asking for permission. Kagome's smile was all he needed to continue, lowering his mouth over the swell of her breast. All of her skin tasted divine, but there was something about tasting the pebbled dusky flesh that adorned her perfect breasts that was beyond every other part of her he tasted. Shit, her flavor was better than any woman he'd ever been with. The scent and taste of Kagome seemed created specifically for him.

That Kagome convulsed and moaned the moment his tongue made contact with her nipple only confirmed for him his feelings for her. The feelings he was not supposed to have. The feelings that getting paid for sex did not allow for. But… one night was not going to be enough. Not by a lot. He needed more of her.

He couldn't think about that. Not now, not yet. But, he was there and he could make one hell of an impression. That way, just maybe, when she found out who he really was, she'd still accept him. And if that meant making her night the best she'd ever experienced without his also getting a release? Well, shit. He would do it with a shit-eating grin on his face.

Inuyasha turned his attention to Kagome's other perfect nipple on her other perfect breast, covering it with his mouth then lapping at it gently with his tongue. When Kagome yet again convulsed and moaned, Inuyasha used his finger to feather the second nipple while his tongue worked the first. It was making Kagome's moans come more frequently and more intensely. Her moans were his addiction. And he knew what was coming. He knew that it was about to get better.

"Kagome. I am gonna take off your underwear now. And… I wanna taste you," Inuyasha said, finally relinquishing the rosy pink flesh that brought Kagome so much pleasure.

He couldn't fucking wait to see how she'd react next. But then Kagome tensed under him as she realized what he meant.

"You… you not okay with that?" Inuyasha asked gently. He would not whine. This was Kagome's night. It didn't matter what he wanted if she didn't want it too.

"I… well… I didn't know you were coming so… so I'm not… showered or…" Kagome blushed. She never 'tended her garden', but… she also never had a man come to her apartment to please her either. "I… I really want to… I-I can go shower quickly for you."

Inuyasha chuckled, then ran his finger through her hair. "I have been fantasizin' about tastin' you since you opened that door, birthday girl." Then with inhuman speed, he'd repositioned himself so his face was between her legs, and his hands were on the bands of her underwear. "Besides, nothin's better than a woman's natural musk."

Inuyasha waited again for Kagome to give him the sign to continue, and the second he saw her little nod, he relieved her of her underwear. The ginger tang of her arousal made his knees weak, and all he wanted to do was snuffle into the juncture of her thighs and breathe her in. But he was going to take his time. He wanted to do this to her more than he wanted to fuck her, and lord did he want to fuck her. Inuyasha knelt between Kagome's legs, one hand on each ankle. He started by massaging Kagome's legs, kissing up one of her knees to her inner thigh, then switched legs and kissed back down to her knee. The noises Kagome was making were worth the tease.

Kagome closed her eyes and focused solely on the sensations that Inuyasha was eliciting as he kissed and nipped her leg. She could feel a growing tension between her legs, one that had started the moment Inuyasha's lips had found her breasts. But with every new kiss, every new massage, that exquisite tension grew and throbbed inside of her, beckoning her lover ever closer to its source. When Inuyasha's mouth almost made contact, she held her breath in anticipation, only to have him completely neglect kissing her there and moving back down her other leg. It was getting too much. All she wanted to know was what Inuyasha's mouth could do in that place where her body was begging most ardently for it.

Finally, she could take his teasing no more, and her hands found his soft hair. She hoped she was not being presumptuous to guide his head to where she wanted it, but… tonight was her night, and… he said he wanted to taste her.

"P-please…" was all Kagome could say when Inuyasha's nose finally came to rest in the soft curls of her sex.

"You sure you're ready, birthday girl?" Light danced through Inuyasha's eyes as he looked back up at Kagome, a playful (and genuine) grin on his face.

"Y-yes." Kagome's fists balled in Inuyasha's hair. She needed this. She needed him. "Please… please taste me."

Inuyasha growled, then closed the hungry distance between his mouth and Kagome's thighs. His tongue lapped at the little pearl of nerves nestled comfortably in Kagome's pubic curls, sending jolt after jolt of electrified pleasure rushing through her. Soon, his fingers had joined his mouth, teasing her in the places his mouth couldn't reach, tickling the same nerves that were exploding with every flick of his tongue.

It was… it was like nothing Kagome had ever felt before. Her body was singing and howling with new sensations of bliss. She barely contained her guttural moans from becoming screams. But even as every nerve in her body was alight, the coiling tension in her body's core was becoming ever more insistent, like an overstressed spring that was about to give way. But with every pulsation of added pleasure, never did she fall over the peak. It was as if Inuyasha could tell that she was standing on the edge, but was refusing to let her jump over it. It felt… well, it felt spectacular. But it also felt like teetering on something unstable and was barely maintaining her balance. She could barely utter words, so how would she tell him he needed to… to help her release?

Finally she used her hands for her answer, pulling his hair as he worked his magic mouth, begging with her body for him to put her out of her misery. And with a single glance, Inuyasha obliged her, increasing the speed and intensity of his tongue's massage. The coil in her groin was quickly becoming so intense as to become unbearable until… until…

She exploded. It was as if all the pleasurable energy that had been stored by Inuyasha's careful attention released in a tidal wave through her body, vibrating through every muscle, every nerve, every cell until it was replaced by an intense heat. As if her orgasm had ignited something deep and dormant inside of her.

"FUCK!" Inuyasha yelped, jerking away from her.

Something was wrong. Everything was wrong. She felt energy buzzing through her, sizzling and singing her from the inside and… and her hands were glowing. What the hell was going on? She sat up and looked desperately for Inuyasha.

Only to see that the man who was in her apartment did not have long black hair. This man's hair was silver. And this man's saucer-wide eyes were golden, instead of violet-gray. And this man's ears were not human, but instead were triangular and dog-like, perched at the top of his head.

The Inuyasha that her friends had given her for her birthday was a half-demon.
And Kagome felt like she was about to spontaneously combust.