A/N I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters. But I sure do have fun torturing them.
He watched as Kagome blushed and ran to the bathroom, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, even if he couldn't control his body like that. She just smelled so fucking good. And when he could smell her arousal he couldn't hold back the dirty thoughts that came to mind, like 'if she tastes half as good as she smells my head might never come out from between those perfect thighs' or 'unless they can be wrapped around my waist, that would be a worthwhile reason to pull my face from that pussy'. He felt like a creep. He heard the water running and figured she would be out in a minute. Several minutes passed, though, and he was getting nervous. He really didn't want a repeat of earlier. He stood up and approached the door, and all he could smell was her terror. What the hell had happened in there in less than 5 minutes?
He pounded on the door, holding back from just breaking the fucking thing down.
"Kagome, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute." He could hear the strain in her voice and it was pissing him the fuck off.
"Bullshit. You ain't fine! What happened?" He could feel his words coming out more as a growl by the end of the sentence, but he didn't give a fuck. She needed him, and he needed to protect her.
"I said, I'm fine. Really. I just need a minute." He could tell she was trying to convince both him and herself, and he was not fucking convinced. He counted to five. It was the most he could do.
"Kagome, open this fucking door or it's going to be in splinters." He was doing his damnedest to not lose control, but she was scared and he couldn't get to her. He needed to get to her. Immediately.
"Jeez, Yash, chill out. I said I'm fine." As she said the word fine, the door swung open, and he immediately wrapped his arms around her, crushing her to him.
She let out a slight 'oomph' as their chests collided, but he refused to let her go. He couldn't stand the smell of her fear, but it seemed he had distracted her from it, as he could tell the smell was fading quickly.
"What the hell were you thinking about in there?" He listened as her heart started pounding, and damn if her arousal wasn't coming back. No, she was scared. That was more important. He needed to make sure she was safe.
"Hey, take a deep breath. It's ok. Were you remembering the attack or something?"
She sighed and her arousal faded again, "No, just got lost in my thoughts. And they weren't very pleasant. Well, I mean… You know what? Nevermind. It doesn't matter. I'm fine. Can you maybe let go of me now?"
He felt his body sag, but he released her and she stepped back, "Are you okay? That seemed like a bit of an overreaction to me going to the bathroom."
He couldn't help the growl that bubbled up, "'Cause ya weren't going to the bathroom. I thought we were trying not ta keep secrets anymore? But I guess ya don't trust me yet."
She sighed and her head drooped low, "Yash, this is an awkward conversation. It's not that I don't trust you, but I don't think you'll understand. Especially with your instincts screaming that 'I'm your mate'. Please understand. I am trying to accept a lot here. Most of it is not even from you. Please?"
He sighed in response, "yeah, I know. I just can't help it. I could smell your fear and it got the best of me. I just wanted to protect you. I know you weren't scared when you ran in there, so I wasn't sure if there was something in there, or what. Not that it's likely. No one could sneak by Sesh's guards without getting captured. He's got the best of the best. So you are safe." His eyes closed, and he tried to reign in his protective side a bit. He was smothering her and she wouldn't be able to keep her anger in check for long. And if he kept this shit up, he was gonna deserve it.
It took a solid minute to lift his head, and she was smiling softly at him, although her cheeks were flushed red.
"Yash, thank you. I just- I don't know how to say it. Okay?"
His head cocked to the side, 'say what?' She couldn't be a virgin, there's no way in hell, even if he wished she were. He would give anything to have been her first. But what else could she want to say to him? What else would be so hard to say to him about her arousal? Unless she wasn't thinking of him when she became aroused, but that didn't seem likely.
"Kagome, I ain't gonna judge you. I don't even think with my instincts the way they are, I could think less of ya. So, if ya wanna tell me, you can. I ain't gonna force ya, though."
He decided to try to drop it and went and sat back down. Waiting to see if she would sit, or talk to him, or what her other options may even be.
"Yash, I just- look, I can't have this conversation. Not with you staring at me. I feel so incredibly pathetic as it is."
He couldn't hold back the whine that left him, but he closed his eyes, keeping his ears trained on her, waiting to see if that would be enough to help. She let out a bedraggled sigh and his shoulders slumped.
"Yash, it's been a long time for me." He felt his forehead crinkle in confusion, 'long time' for what?
"I mean, a long time. Not that I haven't ever done it. But I don't even know if I remember how to do… it. Let's be honest here, the blind date with you is the first date I've had this century that I enjoyed. Until things went wrong. I just. I-I…" she let out a little growl, and he couldn't help but think how cute it was. Then she grumbled under her breath, "what am I doing? Why am I saying these things?"
Finally he cut her off, "Kagome, you don't have to say anymore. I get it. I mean, it's not like I'm that experienced." He felt himself cringe at the word, embarrassed in the admission. But she deserved to know the truth. He waited a minute to see what she would say, but when she said nothing he cracked an eye open and the look of shock on her face surprised the hell out of him.
"Yash, how- I mean- Have you seen you? How can you say something like that?" Now he was definitely blushing. What that hell could he say in response to that?
"I mean, that seems like the pot calling the kettle black, dontcha think?"
Then her eyes widened, and she stared at the floor again. "I don't know about that…" She mumbled under her breath, but he caught it all the same. So she didn't think she was gorgeous, huh? He would have to truly correct that, when she was ready, of course. For now he stood up and approached her, then placed his palm upon her cheek. He wasn't good with words, but maybe he could help with his actions. Her head snapped up to his, and she let out a little gasp.
Her name came out in a whisper and he thought he might die when she whispered his name back. And not his nickname, but his real name. Before he could stop himself his lips crashed upon hers and his arms were around her waist with his palms splaying over her back. He was terrified he had fucked up until her hands gently wound up and around his neck, and finally she kissed him back. Her tongue gently slid against his lower lip, and he gladly took the opening and plunged his tongue into her mouth, swallowing her gasp. Her hands dove into his hair at the nape of his neck and he growled once lowly as he pulled her into him more. She moaned against his lips and the vibration made him start growling.
Then her scent permeated the air, heavier and headier than he had ever experienced it. So she liked his growling, huh? He lifted her up and carried her to the couch, never taking his lips from hers. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her. His hands roamed her stomach and hips gently. Trying to stay in a somewhat safe zone, even though his demon was howling in his head. Then his lips left hers and began trailing down her jaw and gently nibbling her neck. The sweet sounds she was making would plague his wet dreams for eternity. His cock was throbbing and begging for her. But he couldn't do that to her. He wasn't even sure how this had happened anymore.
He was focusing on her sounds when he felt her hand latch onto one of his ears. He let out a growl against her flesh and she yanked her hand away as if it burned her.
"Go ahead, Kagome. I just can't guarantee that I'll be able to stop if you do that." The only way he would stop now was probably if they were interrupted or if she actually stopped him. Her flesh tasted so sweet, and he would be content to taste her forever. The fact that she didn't put her hand back on his ear almost made him whine, but he knew he didn't want to push her too far. It was too soon. He gently ran his tongue back up to her ear and nibbled on her earlobe, and the sweet seductive moan she let out was almost enough to have him coming in his fucking jeans. Almost.
He pulled back, and he had to appreciate how red her lips and cheeks were. She was even more gorgeous now that her lips were a little swollen from his kisses. He leaned back down as if to nibble on her ear again, but instead whispered huskily into her ear.
"Ya know, you shouldn't doubt how beautiful you are, Kagome. You said you trust me, then you should trust me when I say you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen."
Her eyes widened at that, and the fetching blush that traveled down under her shirt somehow made her even more beautiful. She was his, and he would show her how perfect she was. Not yet, though. He had to finish earning her trust. He sat back and stepped off of her, but he didn't miss the little whine she let out. Instead, he smirked at her and held out his hand to help her sit back up. She took a second to catch her breath before taking it, and then he sat down next to her.
"See, you remember more than enough, Kagome."
Her blush somehow deepened and by the Gods he was in love with her. He barely knew her, but he was head over heels in love with her.
Kagome couldn't stop focusing on his lips on her neck. She hadn't been kissed like this in, well, ever. His passion was feeding into her and she could barely catch her breath. The way his fangs grazed so softly, but still she felt the sharp little points in a teasing caress. The way his tongue laved after every little prick, or the way his lips suckled gently. She couldn't help but be lost in his touch. She hadn't ever been touched or caressed like this. It's not that she was a prude, but she couldn't take chances of falling in love. She couldn't risk someone finding out her secret. She needed to protect herself. But there was no protection from Inuyasha. She kept saying his name like a mantra in her head. Not knowing what else to say or do. She was lost in the pleasure he seemed so willing to provide. How could she ever go back to being celibate when his kisses were the best drug she'd ever experienced? How could she go back into hiding, knowing these lips might be kissing someone else and not her? She wasn't usually greedy or possessive, not that she had ever had anything to be greedy or possessive about, but she at least didn't think she would be. But the idea of these lips on someone else, not her, was driving her insane. She couldn't give him up. What was she going to do now? She couldn't give him up…
He pulled away and sat up, and she couldn't suppress the whine that came from losing his touch. He smirked at her then leaned down as if he was going to resume, then he whispered breathily into her ear and she almost melted.
"Ya know, you shouldn't doubt how beautiful you are, Kagome. You said you trust me, then you should trust me when I say you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen."
Her eyes widened so far the scars pulled painfully, but she couldn't focus on that now. He had just said… She had never had anyone call her beautiful, especially after seeing her true form. She wasn't beautiful. She was a monster hiding behind a mask. Why couldn't he see that? Why couldn't he see who she really was? Then he smirked and extended his hand to help her sit up. She sat for a minute to catch her breath, then took his hand. He sat her up and sat down next to her, leaning over to whisper to her again.
"See, you remember more than enough, Kagome."
She sat next to him, trying to fight back the blush that she was sure was spreading across her face and neck, possibly even further. His hand landed on her knee and she had to resist the temptation to slide it up her thigh. He obviously wanted to touch her, and never in all her centuries had she wanted to be touched like this. Really, what would the harm be? She hadn't enjoyed a night of passion in centuries. But she knew that she was in danger in more ways than just breaking her heart. If something happened to her, she was fairly certain it would hurt him. Perhaps she should hold her emotions in check until they could be sure it was safe.
She let out a slow breath, and Inuyasha stood up to go to the bathroom. She wanted him, but she knew it wasn't fair to either of them. Their attraction was deeper than just looks. For some reason they had a connection of sorts. Even after he had hurt her, she still wanted to forgive him. Maybe just one more kiss…
He came out of the bathroom and looked much less dishevelled than she imagined she did. He sat down next to her and for some reason looked guilty.
"Kagome, I'm sorry. I mean- I wanted to touch you and kiss you, but I know you've been through hell. I don't want to push you into anything."
She didn't know how to tell him she wanted him to touch her and kiss her. She didn't know how to tell him that she wanted to touch him back. How could she make those kinds of declarations?
"Inuyasha, you don't have to feel bad for that. It's not like I didn't enjoy it. I mean, how could I not enjoy it? The reincarnation of Adonis was kissing me, and I-I wanted more." The last sentence came out as a whisper and she closed her eyes and tried to ignore the self pity rising up within her.
She focused on her powers inside of her, trying to slow the steady thrum of her heartbeat and calm her breathing down. It wasn't working. Soon, with her eyes closed, she began imagining things. A lot of things. Like his tongue being somewhere else. Oh by the Gods, his tongue had felt like heaven on her neck. What would it feel like down there? She clenched her thighs tight to try to hide the scent she knew was permeating the air and was caught off guard by a sudden growl. The snakes looked over to see purple stripes on his cheeks again, and his golden eyes were wrapped around red and bright blue. His smirk was sinful, and his fangs seemed longer.
He leaned towards her and his breath tickled her ear, but his words came out deeper than usual. Almost a growl against her flesh, "I don't know what you're thinking about, but you smell like fucking heaven. Maybe if you tell me what it is, I can help you see if it's as good as your imagination."
She couldn't hold back the gasp and she felt her panties get soaked. This was too much, and yet, not nearly enough. Her head fell to the side and his mouth was hot on her neck again. His hand slid up her thigh, and she let out a sigh of his name.