"Are we there yet?" Kagome giggled, looking out the passenger window of the Ford F-150. Inuyasha's truck.

"I fucking hate traffic," Inuyasha groaned, looking at the line of cars in front of him: all the parents driving to the dorm, ready to say goodbye and let their children start a new chapter of their lives.

But not for Inuyasha and Kagome. They'd started their new chapter already, when he ran to be with her as tornado sirens blared and hail pelted him. He'd finally gotten up the nerve to tell Kagome, the woman he dreamed about (the woman he sometimes kinda maybe snuck peeks of when she left her curtains opened). His best friend since his family had moved in next door and now… finally… his.

It had been three months since that fateful day. Inuyasha now called Kagome his girlfriend without blushing. For the rest of the summer, they were inseparable. Inuyasha met Kagome in the morning, jogging with her as she biked to town. They kissed each other a quick goodbye as he headed into Myoga's hardware store and she headed to the library. At closing time, he always popped over to pick her up, jogging next to her bike as they headed home. He spent evenings at her house, playing video games with her and Sota, and they spent nights sneaking hungry kisses and touches in her bedroom while her mother kindly looked the other direction, sometimes muttering to herself, "about time."

But today was completely different. Today, Inuyasha was helping Kagome move to campus, and start a completely new life as a college student. Sure, fine, he was also a student there, but… he remembered his first year and how distracting it could be. People reinvented themselves in college, finally discarding the mask of conformity that high school often forced on people. It was a new start, a great start, but… what if Kagome wanted to shed her hometown persona too? What if… what if she wanted to shed her hometown boyfriend, even though they had only just found each other?

Maybe that was why he was excited to help her move (which Kagome's mother privately thanked him for, since she couldn't take the time off work). Because, he figured, as long as he was there when her college life started, she wouldn't realize just how much more she deserved than a wretch like him.

Inuyasha had been in love with Kagome near since the first time he saw her. She smelled like his version of heaven: cherry blossoms and vanilla. But it was the way she looked at him that really did it. He was never a 'half-breed' to her. She was a potential friend, a playmate, then… then… something more. He'd never told her that. Shit, he never thought she'd want to be with him as more than a friend, and shit, he loved being her friend. She just got him. And she could make his day better with nothing more than a smile and a touch to his shoulder or a well-timed joke.

Then he went off to college. He met people who didn't treat him like shit. Hell, he even met a girl or two who were very interested in him (what could he say? Demons had very favorable metabolisms… so he was ripped). And yet, all of them felt shallow compared to Kagome. It was only when she was no longer there every day, finishing her senior year of high school, that he really understood how much he needed her. College, a new beginning, a place the eyes no longer followed his every move, was empty because it didn't have Kagome.

When she told him she'd gotten in and was going to the same school as him? It would have been a lie to say that he had not whooped and fist-pumped the air. He was happy for her (it was a really good school), but he was mostly happy for him. Kagome and he would be going to college together. So maybe, just maybe, he could finally get up the nerve to tell her how he felt.

Then he went home for the summer and an entire fucking month passed. He'd avoided Kagome, because something in the way she looked at him felt off. And instead of saying something, he avoided her. Because he was a chickenshit. He would be forever thankful for that fucking tornado (which never even touched the ground), because without it, he wasn't sure that he'd be here, right now, driving Kagome, his girlfriend, to help her move into her dorm.

"It's not too bad." Kagome craned her neck, trying to see the front of the never-ending line of cars. "If you would just let me turn on the radio—"

"To play that whiny shit you like? Traffic is enough torture woman," Inuyasha grumbled. He hated traffic and he hated Taylor Swift.

"What if I promise to make it up to you with kisses and baked goods?" Kagome gifted Inuyasha that tiny little smile she always used to get what she wanted.

It wasn't going to work this time. It wasn't—

"Fine," Inuyasha sighed. She knew he would give in. He knew she would give in. "But I better get some really good fuckin' kisses and baked goods."

Kagome simply giggled, then turned on his radio. Finding the stupid pop station that she'd pre-programmed in. Because he let her. Because he would never deny her anything she wanted.

"You're helping me move. It's going to be a whole lot more than just kisses and baked goods," Kagome hummed, her eyebrow raised and a spike to the heady ginger scent Inuyasha had learned came from her desire.

"Keh." Inuyasha didn't know what else to say. Because now his mind was flooded with images of Kagome, his sweet, fun, perfect, sexy girlfriend.

They'd certainly seen each other undressed, and… he knew Kagome liked what she saw (and he certainly did). But the prospect of Sota and Kagome's mother (and his fucking asshole half-brother) finding them going… well… going where he only let his dreams travel would have been bad. So they'd waited. He… he wondered if she wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with her.

But first, he just hoped that she wanted to stay his girlfriend, even though she was now in college.

As if the warbles of Taylor Swift had annoyed all the rest of the drivers away, finally—fucking finally—they were pulling up to Kagome's dorm. Signs and frantic attendants waved them to the little parking lot with a big "30min time limit" sign, and it was time to go.

Inuyasha pulled into a spot, and hopped out of the truck. Kagome had chosen to pack light, since they were only about a half-hour drive from home. Long enough to live on campus, but short enough to go back and forth as they needed to.

"You ready sweetie?" Inuyasha asked, squeezing Kagome's hand.

"I am Yash, I really am." Kagome smiled brightly, and returned the squeeze. "You promise you'll show me the ropes? Help me find classes? All that stuff?"

"Fuck yes." Inuyasha decided now was not the time to tell her he snuck a peek at her schedule, to make sure that he could walk her to her classes any fucking time she wanted him to. Another of his hopes: that they could continue their routine of walking together in the morning.

"Thanks." Kagome leaned in and gave Inuyasha a peck on the cheek. "Now… let's do this!"

Inuyasha nodded, and started piling the suitcases and boxes on the heavy-duty hand truck that old man Myoga had given him. He followed Kagome into the dorm, carrying everything she'd not been able to (being a half-demon had its advantages). He stood back as Kagome spoke to the front desk person, trading an ID for a key, and signing the sheet that she would not commit crimes in her dorm room (it was a co-ed dorm, so boys were allowed… but… hopefully no boys other than him).

After she was finished, Kagome got into line for the elevator.

"My roommate is named Sango!" Kagome grinned. "She's from upstate, and I guess she arrived already!"

"You talked to her?" Inuyasha asked, remembering finding out his freshman roommate's name was 'Bankotsu'. The two basically ignored each other most of the time, to each other's mutual satisfaction.

"Yeah of course! We're Facebook friends and both joined the 'Freshman Class' Discord," Kagome answered. "Looks like… she's already out at the activities fair. I know she really likes Martial Arts." Kagome squinted down at her phone, "Aw damn. She's going to be out until at least dinner."

"You know. You could always have dinner with me," Inuyasha suggested hopefully. "We could go to the Whole Foods and get ramen stuff. I know it's your favorite…"

"Mmmm," Kagome considered. "Maybe later. Now, let's get my stuff into my room! Before your truck gets towed!"

Inuyasha nodded. Did she-did she not want to be with him the first day? Shit, he hadn't considered that. Maybe she really did want to spread her wings and see stuff, without her half-demon boyfriend hanging around.

"Yash, you're whining." Kagome caught him.

"Nothin,'" Inuyasha lied. "It-it's okay y'know. If you wanna go explore campus. Without… me hangin' around."

Kagome's eyes narrowed at Inuyasha's words, trying to sort out their meaning. Suddenly, just as the elevator doors closed, he saw them widen with recognition.

"I can't think of anyone I want to explore my first day as a college student with more than you, you silly puppy." Kagome ran her fingers through his forelocks. "Let's get this stuff into my room. Then I want to see this apartment you've been going on about."

Inuyasha's smile definitely showed his fangs.

It didn't take long for Kagome's boxes and suitcases to be loaded into the room, placed in the half of the room that was clearly meant for her. Sango's stuff already looked to be unpacked. She had a lot of Asian-inspired decor, including Akira Kurosawa posters, a (replica? Inuyasha hoped) katana and for some weird reason, a boomerang.

"Yash, smile!" Kagome turned her camera to him and gave him a peck on the cheek before he could react.

"What the fuck was that for?" Inuyasha looked at her as she typed on her phone.

"Showing Sango my smokin' boyfriend of course, what do you think?" Kagome chuckled. "Wanted her to know if there's a very hot half-demon in our room. First of all, hands off, and second of all, don't try to kill him."

Inuyasha barked out a laugh, then pulled Kagome in for a kiss.

"How did I get so lucky to find you?" he whispered, finding it hard to resist pulling her in for another kiss.

"Good question. One I ask myself every day." Kagome roped her arms around Inuyasha's waist. "My half-demon knight, who ran through a tornado to save me."

"And didn't tell you that you looked like you face planted in a mud puddle." Inuyasha's whisper became a chuckle.

He would never forget that. Kagome's luminous brown eyes surrounded by the weird red stuff that made her smell like clay. She still used it, claiming that it 'helped keep her skin supple.' He didn't understand that. Her skin was plenty supple. He tested it every day. With his fingers, with his lips, and with his teeth.

"Shut up!" Kagome playfully slapped Inuyasha's shoulder. "Tornadoes… scare me."

"I know, sweetie." Inuyasha kissed Kagome's forehead. "I'll always keep you safe."

Inuyasha leaned in and kissed Kagome again, nuzzling her 'supple' cheek with his nose. Fuck she smelled good. Too good. Always too good.

"Yash?" Kagome's response was breathy, and he definitely could smell ginger. "We… We need to move your truck."

"Can't it wait?" he whined. He didn't want to stop kissing her. Not when, for the first fucking time since they started dating, he was alone with her. In private.

"No." Kagome pushed him away, a little glint of regret dancing through her eyes. But then her expression changed. She pressed a finger into his chest. "Plus, I want to see your apartment! Please?"

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. He'd moved in the previous week. Miroku, an engineering buddy, had moved in with him. It was not a big apartment, but they each had their own bedrooms.

Private bedrooms.

Inuyasha wouldn't dare to dream. But… Kagome had just texted his picture to her roommate. And she wanted to be with him her first day of college. And she called him her hot boyfriend. So maybe all that fretting that she'd want to escape him immediately upon getting to campus was silly. Maybe… maybe she was as excited they went to the same school as he was.

"Okay," Inuyasha breathed, and the two left Kagome's dorm hand-in-hand.

"Is it true you have a washer and dryer?" Kagome asked (far too sweetly).

"Seriously? You're gonna use me for my washer and dryer?" Inuyasha faux-whined as they made it back to his truck.

"Baked goods and kisses for laundry?" Kagome gifted him her biggest, most innocent (and therefore most nefarious) grin.

"Keh." Like he could ever deny her anything.

But… laundry meant lazy Saturdays lounging around his apartment with Kagome. Laundry meant he'd get to… well… take a big whiff of Kagome's underthings (he'd deny it if she ever asked). Laundry meant… plans for a future, a domestic future.

Before long, they'd pulled into Inuyasha's dedicated parking spot. Inuyasha looked around and didn't see Miroku's car.

You coming back any time soon?

Inuyasha texted Miroku with one hand and held Kagome's hand with the other.

Breaking up with Abi — it's gonna be a while 😬

Miroku's text back made Inuyasha roll his eyes. His roommate was a player.
At least this one, a demon, was going to make Miroku pay for being one.

Brought my girlfriend home. If you get here while she's here, don't be gross. ️

Inuyasha typed quickly. He didn't think Miroku would be able to meet Kagome without him watching, but he wanted to make sure the rules were clear.

My good bro! I'll be home in a couple hours. Take your time
Extra "supplies" are in the top shelf of the medicine cabinet.🍆😏

Inuyasha swallowed. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to tell Miroku that Kagome was there.

Inuyasha heard the creak of a door, followed by a little squeal.

"I found it!" Kagome said, "It's modern! Oh man, no dorm laundry for me!"

Inuyasha shook his head. Only Kagome, his adorable Kagome, would get this excited to find out that his apartment had laundry.

Inuyasha put his phone in his pocket, and stalked over to his girlfriend, grabbing her from behind and pulling her to him, kissing and nibbling her ear. "Gonna need a whole lot of kisses to let you have laundry privileges."

Kagome turned around, roping her own arms around his lower back. "Is that so?"

"Oh yeah. In fact. I feel like I deserve at least a couple kisses for helping you move in." Inuyasha let a little rumble erupt through him, causing Kagome to shudder. "And about a million kisses for turning on Taylor Swift."

"So are you telling me that I owe you more kisses than I can ever repay?" Kagome pressed her breasts into Inuyasha's chest, making him weak in the knees. "What to do… what to do…"

Inuyasha closed the last distance between them, opening his mouth and pressing his tongue through Kagome's welcoming lips. He wanted to taste her wondrous flavor and caress her tongue with his. He fucking loved kissing her like this: crushing their bodies together, listening to her heart start beating out of her chest, and her heady ginger scent growing stronger and stronger until it overpowered him.

And every time he was this close to her, his body begged him for more. He always shoved the desire down, pretending that the growing bulge between his legs was nothing more than his body reacting to the way he felt about Kagome. He wanted her so badly, but he would wait for her. For as long as she needed. Though… they'd never actually talked about how long she needed.

"Yash…" Kagome whispered, nibbling at the skin on his neck. "I… I wanna see your bedroom."

Inuyasha nodded, and led Kagome into his bedroom. Kagome sounded different than usual. Resolved.

"Here… here it is," Inuyasha swallowed.

"I need to ask you something." Kagome turned her face toward Inuyasha's. "If… if I wanted to… well… to make you mine today, my first day of college… would… would that be something you'd want to do?"

Was she asking what he thought she was asking?
Her scent, her eyes, the way she licked her lips, it suggested she might want exactly what he wanted. But even if she didn't...

"Yes." Inuyasha didn't actually care if she meant what he hoped she meant or if she was secretly a fucking vampire and was about to bite his neck and turn him into one too: he already belonged to Kagome. "However you want to make me yours, Kagome, I already am."

"You mean it?" Kagome beamed. "Because… because… I-I'm done waiting. We finally have some privacy and gods, Inuyasha, all I have been able to think about is you and being with you completely. Do you—do you want that too?"

"More than anything," Inuyasha said, the smile on his face as bright as the sun. "Fuck, Kagome. I've been thinking about that too. How much I fucking want you. All of you."

"I'm yours." Kagome feathered a finger over Inuyasha's jawline. "Please Inuyasha, take me."

Inuyasha roared (his demon's doing), then picked Kagome up and carried her to his bed. Kagome wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing her groin directly into contact with his dick, which was straining so hard against his jeans it was uncomfortable.

They'd kissed, they'd touched, they'd explored, but… they had never touched each other the way that was coming. Inuyasha had never done this before, and he was pretty sure that Kagome hadn't either. But, it didn't matter. They could fumble and fuck up, because this was Kagome. The girl who kissed him for the first time with mud on her face.

He… he hoped he'd learned enough about pleasing women (the internet came in handy) to make Kagome's first time not suck. And he was terrified that the moment his cock was exposed to any bit of her skin, he'd cum before he could so much as find a condom. But again, it didn't matter. Because he loved—fuck—he loved her. He fucking loved her. It was too soon for him to say it, but… he could carry that truth with him as he loved her body.

Inuyasha gently placed Kagome onto the bed, before crawling atop her and kissing her ardently. Their kisses were deep and animalistic. He couldn't get enough of her, not when… when she'd asked him to take her.

"Do you… do you really mean it Kagome?" Inuyasha whispered into her throat, which he was currently lavishing with his tongue.

"Yes, idiot!" Kagome giggled. "Now can we… get out of these clothes?"

His girlfriend liked to take the lead. That was doing very very intense things to his dick.

"Fuck yes we can." Inuyasha laughed, then made quick work of Kagome's socks, then her pants, then her shirt.

He paused when she was only in her bra and underwear, to admire the perfect woman he was lucky enough to call his. Before he continued, Inuyasha decided to undress himself too. He still hadn't forgotten that stormy night, when he was soaked to the bone, and how Kagome looked at him. How when he'd removed his shirt she involuntarily licked her lips. How she huffed about that hobag Yura, and how, fucking finally, he understood how she felt about him, enough at least to stop hiding from his feelings.

He still fucking loved how she looked at him when he undressed for her. As if she were starving and he were the only meal that would sate her. He pulled off his shirt, never breaking his gaze with her, and was gifted with the darkening and sharpening of her luminous brown eyes. Then he slipped off his pants, and watched Kagome swallow at his form. Before Inuyasha returned to the bed, he palmed his cock, thinking about nothing but her. When a little whimper escaped her, Inuyasha let himself grin. It was a grin over a decade in the making. A grin that came from years of friendship and years of pining and finally three months of being with the woman he'd fallen in love with when neither of them were looking.

Inuyasha slid his black boxer briefs down his body, letting his cock spring free. He had to breathe when he saw Kagome's eyes widen, her cheeks grow pink, and her ginger scent waft across his nose. Kagome liked what she saw, even as she knew that this time, it was not a shy show and tell (as it had been on one of the late nights he'd snuck into her bedroom): it was to fuck her.

"Like what you see, sweetie?" Inuyasha pushed his hips ever-so-slightly forward, so that his erection stuck out like the mast of a ship.

"Y-yes." Kagome breathed, and her hand began to trail down her body, lingering over her clothed breasts.

A whine escaped him. He… he wanted his fingers to be the ones touching her.
Wait. Was he jealous of Kagome touching herself when she was looking at him?
Well he sure as shit could do something about that.

He strode back to Kagome, pulling her hand into his, leveling her a playful glare. "Can't let anyone's fingers touch you until I get to."

Kagome giggled. "Then you better get a move-on, you tease!"

Inuyasha obeyed Kagome's words, making quick work of her bra. He wanted to liberate her from her panties too, but first… he needed to revel at the sight of his topless girlfriend. He needed to worship her round and supple breasts: touch them, taste them—things he couldn't remember the first time he fantasized about doing. Things he'd only gotten nervous little samples of before in Kagome's childhood bedroom.

He'd never told her, but Inuyasha loved when Kagome kept her curtain open. No human man would have been able to see her, but he sure as shit could. Kagome sometimes would take off all her clothes and just stare at herself in the mirror. She was so beautiful, so enticing, so perfect that Inuyasha drooled. Then one day, he pulled his concentration away from her round breasts, her shapely ass, her sinewy legs, and saw the haunted look on her face as the beautiful woman in her mirror stared back at her.

And Inuyasha vowed the moment he saw those eyes that if he ever had the chance, he would worship Kagome so thoroughly that she'd never be able to look in the mirror like that again, full of despair.

And now he had the chance to do it.

"You're fucking perfect Kagome." Inuyasha started his survey of her naked form at her eyes, then he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on the swell of each breast. "You're my goddamned fantasy come to life. All of you."

Before Kagome could respond, Inuyasha licked the flesh of her breast, letting his hand caress the other. Their soft give to his touch, the salty taste of the sweat Kagome shed from moving, and the rosy hue of the two perfect nipples elicited a rumble from him so deep that he vibrated. Slowly, Inuyasha started spiraling his kisses closer and closer to the pebbled flesh of her nipples. Kagome's moans grew deeper, less controlled as he came ever closer to them, then finally, with one feverish grin to warn her what was coming, Inuyasha took one into his mouth.

"Y-Yash!" Kagome breathed.

"Does this feel good, sweetie?" Inuyasha relinquished the tiny pebble of flesh for a moment.

"Hell yes," Kagome moaned. "B-but I want more."

"You'll get more," Inuyasha chuckled, then returned to her breast.

Kagome continued to moan, and Inuyasha couldn't help but feel pride about the exasperated edge that came to it. Kagome wanted him—needed him—to taste more of her, and he was happy to oblige. Truth be told, he was pretty sure he wanted to taste her heady ginger more than he wanted to fuck her. But it was looking more and more likely that he was going to get to do both… hopefully more than once.

"P-please?" Kagome's whimper broke Inuyasha away from his play.

She was begging him. Begging him to liberate her from her last garment of clothing. Begging him to kiss her between her legs. Begging him to claim her with his cock.

It was all he could do to keep his howling demon tame. His perfect woman giving herself to him.

"You know I can never refuse you," Inuyasha purred, then moved his attention to Kagome's lacey pink panties (lace?), which he pulled off of her with a casual flick of his wrist. "I wanna taste you, Kagome. Shit. I've wanted to taste you since the first time I understood why I loved your scent so goddamned much."

Apparently horny, lovey Inuyasha also had no filter. Because normally, he'd wait until at least they were married to admit to Kagome that he fantasized about sticking his nose between her legs for… a long time.

"Dirty dog!" Kagome giggled. "Well… does it… do I live up to your expectations?"

"Fuck yes," Inuyasha groaned. He wanted to be between Kagome's legs right now, but before he could do that, he needed her to see, to understand. He ghosted a kiss to Kagome's forehead. "Every bit of you. Today, tomorrow, forever."

Kagome inhaled at Inuyasha's admission, but he meant every word of it. And he meant her to hear it. He would never understand why Kagome couldn't see herself through the eyes he saw her with, but if it meant admitting to her that she was like his most ardent wish come to life, he would.

Finally, satisfied that she not only heard him, but believed him, Inuyasha trailed kisses down Kagome's neck, traversing her clavicle. He took a little time lavishing Kagome's breasts, only satisfied after her moans gave way to impatient growls. Soon his mouth and tongue would be exploring parts of Kagome's body that he'd never actually gotten to explore before, and he had to take steady breaths to avoid hyperventilating with excitement.

That the demon side of him had also clearly made its choice wasn't doing him any favors. It wanted him to turn Kagome over, and fuck her until his seed claimed her as his. But it was easy to suppress, because he wanted so badly to make her feel good, it overcame the need to claim.

Soon, Inuyasha had successfully left a trail of kisses and licks and nibbles down Kagome's body, and was now finally—finally—between her thighs. Once he reached his destination, Inuyasha placed one clawed hand on each of Kagome's knees, nudging them further open until all of her was splayed out in front of him.

Inuyasha took in the delicate beauty of her: the soft curls atop the mound that gently sloped toward her yoni, the rosey lips that rimmed her sex, and finally, the nub situated at the helm of it all, beckoning him in for a taste. Before Inuyasha continued his advance, he took a deep breath, letting the heady ginger scent of Kagome's desire coat his nostrils, becoming the only scent that mattered.

"You're fucking scrumptious, Kagome," Inuyasha enunciated, his eyes never leaving the sight of her open wide before him. "I… I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Kagome let out a little gasp, then a little giggle. And that was all the encouragement Inuyasha needed. He pressed his nose into Kagome's hair and opened his mouth. The first lick was all it took for Inuyasha to know he'd officially found his favorite meal. It was hard to describe what Kagome's desire tasted like; it was something intoxicating, spicy, ginger. It was the scent she exuded when she was aroused, but on his tongue there was a sweetness to it that could only be her. As if her bubbly, open personality had manifested into a flavor meant only for him.

Inuyasha shook off the distraction of sweet ginger and started paying attention to how Kagome reacted to him. He brought his fingers up between her legs, and began to tease the lips therein, stroking and prodding, all the while listening to the little moans she couldn't keep inside, feeling the little shudders that ran through her with every new sensation. He found that the little pink bud at the mouth of her sex was where he could elicit the strongest reactions, so he let his tongue concentrate on it: curling and lapping and licking and flicking. He changed his rhythm, guided by Kagome's involuntary squeaks and shivers.

Soon his fingers were met with the slippery evidence of Kagome's arousal, beckoning him to slip one inside of her. Never abating in his tongue's assault, Inuyasha gently rested a single finger at the entrance of Kagome's sex, tickling it, silently asking for her to let in. Kagome's answering moan told him she was ready, and so he probed further, his finger welcomed by her wet and pliant heat.

"Mmnnhhhhh." Inuyasha could not suppress the moan that escaped him as he invaded her, understanding that she did not crave his finger, but instead she craved him. All of him.

Inuyasha inconspicuously moved his own hand to between his legs, taking his dick and stroking up and down its length. It had never felt this good before. No amount of thinking about Kagome, or fantasizing about Kagome, could compare to being with Kagome. To her secret scents of desire. To the little noises she made because he was pleasing her. To his fingers on her body and his eyes unapologetically roving her form. It was sensational. It was… going to end quickly if he didn't get a hold of himself.

"Inu… In… Inuyasha…" Kagome's breathy voice broke into Inuyasha's fantasies. "This-this feels so good… but…"

"But." Inuyasha lifted his head slightly, just enough for him to look into Kagome's eyes. "Am I… am I not doin' a good job?"

He… he thought he was, but maybe he wasn't?

"You are doing incredible, Yash…" Kagome whispered. "B-but… I sort of… I wanted… .rightnow."

Kagome said the last phrase in a barely-audible mumble, for Inuyasha's ears only. It was one of Kagome's adorable quirks, whispering the things she really wanted but was afraid to ask for. And to him, it was special, she was special, because she knew his ears were the only ones that could hear those words.

"Fucking hell 'Gome…" Inuyasha purred. "Well… I can't give you what ya want just yet." Inuyasha returned his nose to Kagome's curls. "First… I wanna finish what I started."

Inuyasha dove back into licking and touching Kagome, determined to please her. Inuyasha knew sex could be painful for women, especially the first time. The idea of hurting Kagome squeezed at his heart, so he'd vowed that when the day came, he would be prepared. Today was that day. And so, Inuyasha increased the intensity and the speed of his tongue's massage. He used his claws to gently tease her as he licked, pleased to hear Kagome's moans and utterings become more and more undone.

He wanted to take his time, to taste and explore every part of her. Figure out every ministration that made her tremble or moan or shudder. But not when she wanted so badly for him to fuck her. He would have a lifetime to find everything that could make Kagome feel good.

But right now, he needed to help her cum. Fast. Because she asked him to fuck her in that delectable little murmur.

So he listened and the deeper and more guttural her moans became, the more he intensified his motions. Kagome's breathing was uneven and her heartbeat was rapid, and soon she seemed to be possessed by demons (well, one demon) until finally, Kagome broke apart. She spasmed and writhed and let her voice loose with curses and a howl of his name.

As Kagome's body settled, Inuyasha crawled up to meet her, licking the last of her heady arousal from his lips.

"Good?" he dared to ask.

"So good…" Kagome sighed, then leaned in to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips. "Yash. You have a gift."

"Keh." Inuyasha couldn't keep the grin off of his face. If Kagome thought that was good? Well… he already had plans to outdo himself the next time.

When he looked in Kagome's eyes, he saw the hope, the expectation of what was to come next. It was invigorating, even as he… he was a little bit scared. He—he had to hurt his Kagome.

"Inuyasha…" Kagome feathered her finger over his cheek. "I know that look. But… well… you said you would—we would…" She gave him one more kiss. "I'm ready. Are—are you ready? Do you still…?"

"Y-yes…" Inuyasha answered, the whine audible in his voice. There was no way Kagome was going to miss it.

"I uh. In my purse. I packed condoms." Kagome, despite being naked, and having just had his face between her legs, blushed at the mention of the condoms.

How was she this damn cute and this damn sexy all at the same time?
He knew the answer.

Inuyasha's cock was throbbing so acutely that it hurt.
So why was it so hard to convince himself when his cock, his demon, and Kagome were all in agreement?
Because…

"Inuyasha, please," Kagome asked, a whine in her voice too. "I… I know you're worried about hurting me but. I want this so bad. I want you. I've wanted you for years. I want to be with you."

That was what he needed to hear.
His fucking angel of a girlfriend brought condoms for them. For today.
And she'd just asked—begged him for his cock.
Because she'd wanted him for years.

Inuyasha scrambled over to Kagome's purse and found the little box. He carefully detached a single foiled square and headed back to the bed, where Kagome was sitting up, legs still splayed open (leaving him with a fucking amazing view).

Inuyasha crawled back up to her, then tentatively handed Kagome the condom.

"C-can you… can you do the honors?" Inuyasha handed the condom wrapper to Kagome.

Kagome tilted her head back in a rapturous laugh, then peeled it open. "I would be happy to."

Inuyasha couldn't keep the grin off his face as he propped himself onto his knees and watched as Kagome deftly ripped open the foil. As her hand wrapped around him, he had to suppress the groan that came from Kagome rolling the condom down his length. If it felt this fucking good when she was putting the condom on, he could just imagine how good it would feel inside her.

"I'm gonna make sure… just one more time." Inuyasha said, quickly scooching back so he could press his nose between Kagome's thighs, letting a single finger sample her opening. "F-fuck… you're ready."

"I am." Kagome's words came out with an earnestness that held meaning far beyond her body.

Somehow, in the way she looked at him, Inuyasha knew. Those stupid worries he had that she'd drop him the moment she arrived on campus had evaporated. He wasn't a half-demon fling to fit in between high school and college. She had no intention of dropping him. She was… well… she was all in. And it had been stupid for him to think she was anything else.

And he was all-in too.

"Kagome…" Inuyasha whispered, settling himself on top of her, trying to keep emotion out of his voice as she eagerly spread her legs to welcome him.

He fought the contradictory instincts screaming to claim Kagome and the ones saying he was about to hurt her. He didn't need to claim her tonight, she'd already made it clear that she was his. And he might not be able to stop her pain, but he could be gentle. So finally, he lined himself up, letting his finger brush against the slippery evidence of Kagome's want.

And then, he plunged himself inside.

A barrage of sensations hit Inuyasha the moment he entered her: searing heat, stifling tightness, an explosion of pleasure the likes of which he'd never experienced, and finally, the feel of something resisting, then giving, in rapid succession.

At Kagome's wince, Inuyasha knew what the last sensation was. And it was that he focused his concentration on, to keep his body from taking over in its wild need to rut. She felt so good but she was in pain.

"You… you ok?" Inuyasha whispered, not daring to give in to his body's demand that he thrust.

"I am." Kagome gifted him a pained, but luminous smile, pushing herself up ever-so-slightly on her arms so she could kiss Inuyasha. "No pain no gain."

"Did you seriously just use a catchphrase for our… first time?" Inuyasha's voice was light from the incredulous joy he took that she was teasing him. Even while he was inside her. Even while he was hurting her. But he couldn't ignore that last part. "I… I don't like that I am hurting you."

"Inuyasha…" Kagome's voice changed to serious. "You sweet wonderful boy. It… it hurts. But just a little." Kagome closed her eyes and took a breath. "I… I don't think I can even describe all the other ways it feels. I feel… I feel good. Invaded, but in a good way. As if… my body is… is singing because it's you inside of me."

"Kagome…" Inuyasha's words died in his throat. She was perfect, his angel come to earth. She accepted him, wanted him…

Loved him.

Slowly, Inuyasha rocked his hips as smoothly as he could, fighting the tension in his groin he knew meant he was not going to last. Kagome's body tugged at his dick when he withdrew and engulfed him in its heat when he entered. She was tight, encompassing, welcoming. And with every motion, it became harder for him to hold onto his control. He was quickly reaching overload, and was going to cum harder than he had in his entire life.

He couldn't do it. He needed to make sure he was there for her, showing her how much he loved her too. Inuyasha closed his eyes and pinned his ears back… Think of Sesshomaru. Think of Sesshomaru and Jaken. Fucking assholes. Sesshomaru and Jaken.

"Inuyasha?" Kagome's heady whisper ripped Inuyasha's eyelids open. When he felt her hand rubbing his ear, he looked down to see her luminous brown eyes looking back, so full of love and reverence for him, a half-demon, who was her first. "It's okay. You can let go."

She fucking knew. She always fucking knew.

So Inuyasha let go. He kept his pace the same, as the fire burning inside engulfed all of him, and he howled Kagome's name, thrusting unevenly as the wave of pleasure hit him and he spilled his seed into the condom.

He thought he understood what this would mean to him. What sex would mean. But he hadn't. Sex was not a conquest, it was not a notch on a bed or a badge of honor. And it sure as fuck was not about "taking" something from the other person. In the afterglow, seeing the glazed over look in Kagome's eyes, smelling the scent of her sweat and their coupling, Inuyasha was as overcome as when he was at the apex of his climax. He'd not 'taken' Kagome's virginity, he'd given his to her. He'd trusted her with his naked vulnerability, and she'd trusted him with hers. And now, tangled in sheets surrounded by their love, Inuyasha simply let himself feel: fucking amazing after that orgasm, overpoweringly warm because he had just been as close to Kagome as any person can ever get to the other, and… more. Exposed. As if the sex had laid bare truths in his life.

He wanted forever with Kagome. He wanted today to be the first of a near-infinite number of times they explored each other's bodies. He… he loved her.

He knew he did, for a long-ass time. It was always something remote, aspirational, maybe even a bit fucking childish. But this, holding her in his bed… it was honest, and it was comfortable. It was everything.

"I love you." Inuyasha couldn't help himself. He wanted to make sure she knew, unambiguously, what his feelings were for her.

Kagome rolled to face him, her eyes wide, searching. "You-you do?"

"With everything, Kagome." Inuyasha kissed Kagome's forehead. "I… After that. Well… I needed to tell you—shit—I wanted to tell you." Inuyasha roped his arms around her, and pulled her closer to him. "You're my forever."

"Yash…" Kagome found his eyes. "I… I love you too." Kagome then pressed a kiss to his lips. "Y-you're my forever too."

Inuyasha and Kagome did not say another word for the rest of the afternoon, content to lay in bed and hold each other. For they'd already said the only words either needed to say. I love you. Forever. They were enough. And they were everything.