Chapter 4

A/N: This chapter is NSFW, rated MATURE-OVER 18 ONLY. Please be advised.

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There will be one last chapter after this, I figure everyone would want to know what happens when dawn finally arrives, right?

Her hands slid into his hair, keeping his face pulled to hers, but this was his turn. He backed away just enough to feel the breath of her gasp, and kissed along her cheek and jaw, making his way to her ear. He kissed it, breathing gently on it, just as she had done to him. Her back arched, pressing her chest more tightly against him as she shivered, just as he had.

He wanted to laugh in delight. He wanted to back away, to memorize every feature of this moment, but Kagome's mouth was open in a delicious, expectant, gasp, and he couldn't keep her waiting. Unsure, he gently set his tongue on the lower lobe, curling it into his mouth before letting his lips envelope it. Kagome let out a harsh gasp and her fingers tightened almost uncomfortably in his hair. He nearly jerked back, now he understood why she had asked him to talk to her, but she wasn't trying to withdraw. If anything, it was as if she was trying to clutch him even closer. He grazed her with his teeth, licking and sucking, encouraged by her gasps and whimpers for more.

Oh, he could definitely give her more. He lowered the hand that was cradling her head and gently placed his palm on her chest, near her shoulder, repeating her movements from earlier, sliding it slowly down, over her clothes.

He stopped when she pulled away, afraid that what he did was wrong, but she only took his wrist. "Like this," she said, pulling his hand to cover her breast. "Kinda...squeeze, just a little. A-and move your thumb back and forth." She was blushing and wouldn't meet his eyes. "The...n-nipples are-they're supposed to be sensitive."

"Kagome," he kissed her lips softly, "don't be embarrassed. The fact that you know is helpful." He chuckled, "Cause all I know is what you did to me."

She met his eyes and smiled shyly. "It's weird saying out loud."

He studied her face carefully as he rubbed his thumb lightly over her breast. She bit her bottom lip; he was hoping for a more intense reaction. "What else?"

"Keep doing that, but...kiss me again? Like you were?" She met his eyes shyly, "Y-you were right...about the ears."

He grinned and resumed his attention on her ear. He squeezed her breast lightly. She gasped softly, arching her back, pressing against his hand. "You-you can," he paused to look at her. She swallowed and bit her lip nervously. "You can untie my hakui."

That did not need to be offered twice. He fumbled with the ties. He chuckled nervously, "If I had my claws right now, I'd cut these off." The instant the words left his mouth, he knew they were a mistake. Tearing her clothes off...it was animalistic, violent, two things he would never be with her. He'd joked earlier, but he would never actually do it. His heart sank as he frantically tried to think up a way to recover when she wouldn't meet his eyes.

"I-I dreamt something like that."

His hands left her as if she had burned him. His fingers curled into his palms, not making fists, but as if hiding his human nails could remove his claws from her memory. "I'm sorry." Of course she'd had nightmares, he knew that he had left scars on her body from his own claws. He distinctly remembered the punctures on the back of her arms from where he'd gripped her at Kaguya's castle, or during the fateful final battle.

Kagome had her eyes closed, her hands on her bright red cheeks as she continued, as if she hadn't heard his apology, "We would be walking and see a hot spring, you'd push me up against the rocks, and kiss me hard. You would say something like, 'Kagome,'" she deepened her voice in a caricature of his, "'I just can't stand it anymore!'" She squealed, it almost sounded in delight, and continued in her normal voice, "And you would hold up your claws, right in front of my face so I knew exactly what you meant to do! Then you'd slash through my school uniform, shirt and skirt, even my underwear, and have your way with me, right there!"

She was smiling when she finally met his eyes, but it slipped into concern quickly. Inuyasha was positive that his face reflected the horror he felt. "I wouldn't!" He yelled. "I would never do that! Ever!" He didn't want to imagine the fear that would be in her usually trusting eyes or the horrid stench of terror that would completely encompass her. He pulled away from her, how could he convince her? He would never lose control like that, "I would never force you! I'm not some-"

He flinched when she gently placed her hand on his cheek, "I didn't say that, Inuyasha, I know you won't. It was a fantasy. Something I-I wanted."

He sputtered, "You want to be shown how easily I could tear you apart? How defenseless you would be if I turned against you?!"

She looked confused. "That's not it at all! I know you wouldn't hurt me." She took one of his hands and scrutinized it, "These hands are so strong, even now. They protect me. Your claws, like you hair and eyes, are so unique to you. I've wanted you to touch me and...have sex with me, of course I'd imagine you using what only you had. Besides, it's sexy when the other person takes charge! You pushed me up against the tree to kiss me, right? My fantasy just continued that! And I'm not some push over! I've gotten better at using my spiritual powers."

He had no argument, especially because he did enjoy kissing her against the tree. But it wasn't as if he was taking away her choice. Not like the way she had described her "fantasy." "You're not afraid that I-would go to far? Hurt you?"

She shook her head, completely sincere, "That never crossed my mind." She raised a finger to her cheek, "Although, that was when I could easily get new clothes." She twiddled her fingers, "My sewing skills are terrible and fabric is expensive."

He laughed sardonically, "I'm worried about accidentally dismembering you and you're worried about your outfit?!"

"Cause I know how skilled you are, you wouldn't hurt me! What about you? I told you my fantasy. How did you imagine we'd have sex?"

He blushed and turned his head away, "It's nothing like that."

"Will you tell me?"

"I," he took a deep breath, and looked up at the ancient tree, "I always imagined it would be here. That's why I asked you to meet me. I'd sit with my back against the tree, and you'd sit on my lap, with your legs wrapped around me. I wanted to be able to go slow, to look into your eyes, kiss you, hold you while we did it."

When he look back at her, there were tears in her eyes and her hand was covering her mouth. What the hell had he said wrong?! "Kagome..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against him, "Don't ever think you aren't romantic!"

He wrapped his arms around her and chuckled, "Really?"

She pulled back, nodding. He cupped her cheek, "I keep getting side tracked. It's your turn. Where was I?"

"You were going to take off my clothes." She blushed and ducked her head.

He smiled, his hands once again moving to the ties. All of the talking had calmed his nerves and stopped his hands from shaking. He made quick work of the knots, baring her chest once he was able. His eyes scanned her, memorizing every bit. When his eyes found hers again, she was biting her lip, shyly. "You're beautiful," he whispered in awe.

She smiled brightly.

He moved in to kiss her again, he spoke against her lips, "What do you want me to do?"

She kissed him, "You can kiss me. Maybe my neck and...chest?"

"Okay."

He shifted, but he couldn't reach how he wanted; the angles were all wrong. "Hey, lay back?" She nodded and started to follow the instruction, "Wait." He stood and removed his suiken. He spread it on the ground behind her.

She stepped to the makeshift blanket. She paused, closing her eyes for a moment while taking a deep breath, seemingly making a decision. When she opened her eyes, she quickly untied the knot of her hakama. She stepped out of her lower garments quickly, standing before him completely nude.

She looked down at started to fidget nervously, "Can-" he laughed nervously, "You're not gonna sit me if I just look at you for a bit, right?"

She laughed, meeting his eyes with a happy smile, "No."

He reached out to her, his eyes scanning, memorizing, as she stepped closer. He pulled her in for a long, slow kiss, reveling in the new sensation of skin against skin. It felt different, somehow. He helped her lay on her back, as he laid at her side propping himself on an elbow. She stared at him expectantly, as the fingers of his free hand gently glided over her chest. He leaned in, kissing her lips, nipping at her ear, before he slowly traveled down her neck, relishing the soft gasps and breathy sighs the actions earned him. When he reached her chest she arched up to meet his lips. He glanced quickly to her face, her eyes were closed, lips parted; he took that as a good sign, before taking one of her nipples into his mouth.

He almost leapt away when she let out a strangled cry, but the way her hands gripped his shoulders, clutching him to her with all her strength, he didn't dare. He continued, repeating what he had done to her ear: licking; sucking; kissing. Smug satisfaction swept through him as her hips began to rock. He switched to her other breast, making sure to give both even attention.

Kagome continued to gasp, making small sounds and attempting to say his name. Every time she would utter the first syllable, he would nip or flick his tongue, cutting her speech into nothing but a wordless cry. It was a game for himself that he hoped she would let him play often.

Her fingers squeezed his shoulders, "Please," she breathed.

He paused, "Yeah, Kagome?"

She swallowed, took one of his hands, "Can-will you..." She looked away, the flush that had been gathering on her now looked to take an embarrassed context.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed." He leaned back, "Tell me what to do."

She brought his hand to rest above the juncture of her legs. "Th-there's...I..." She found his eyes, hers were fearful and guilty. "I know...I-"

Was she still thinking that her knowledge would make him think less of her?! "Kagome," he shifted to a sitting position, he wrapped one arm under her, lifting her to lay in his lap, her head against his shoulder. He hugged her close, "If you don't want to say it, just show me. I want to know all of the spots that'll make you feel good. It's actually better that you know. It makes it easier for me."

She squeezed his hand in hers, "There's a bunch of nerves, the part of your body that feels things, here," she guided his fingers to press between the folds between her legs. Her hand moved his fingers back and forth, up and down, a few times before she released him. He continued the movements, watching her carefully, when she suddenly buried her face against his neck, gasping, her body shuddered, "There!" she cried, "Right there. Please!" He stroked his fingers in the same spot, her breathing quickly became ragged, and the gasps increased in volume.

Inuyasha stared at her in amazement. How could something so slight, so simple cause her so much pleasure. This could not be something he was able to do only once a month. He needed to figure out a way to do it safely with his claws.

She was writhing, gasping, mewling, unable to form words, not even his full name, completely lost in her own feeling. It was the most beautiful thing Inuyasha had ever seen.

Moisture gathered as he moved his fingers, the slicker it became, easing his movements. "Please," Kagome breathed against his neck.

"Please what?" She was asking for something, but he did not know what.

"Can," he continued his stroking, loving the way she could hardly speak, "your fingers. Can you...put one," she gasped and didn't continue.

His fingers explored slightly, finding where they needed to be. Slowly, he sank a finder into her. She clutched him tighter, breathing heavily against his neck. Damn, it's so tight. The single digit was gripped by her walls. He had seen other men before, knew his size was average, but he was certainly much larger than a finger! No wonder Miroku had warned him about not hurting her. How the hell was he supposed to fit?!

She rocked her hips, making noises of pleasure. "Keep going," she begged, "please."

He resumed his movements, adding the slide of his finger. Kagome started to shake, her breathing uneven.

It seemed to be taking much longer than he had took. Was he not doing it right? No, Kagome was spurring him on, her every sound telling him he was doing what she needed. Maybe that's just how it was?

"Please," Kagome called again, "you can...another finger. Please."

Her nervousness seemed gone, but she was so tight on one finger, how could he do that without hurting her? Kagome continued to beg, and he couldn't deny her. He carefully pressed a second finger into her. Her body stretched easily to accommodate him. She threw her head back, her hips rocked wildly to meet his movements.

Suddenly, she let out a cry that cut itself off into a strangled gasp. Her whole body shuddered violently. He stopped his movements instantly, but didn't pull away. This was what she said happened to him. It had been an unpleasant shock when she had left him so abruptly, he didn't want her to experience that. Her body fell limp, but sporadic quakes ran through her. Slowly, her breathing evened.

He gently removed his hand, wiped it on his discarded hidagi, and cradled her close. When her eyes opened they were glazed and unfocused.

She hummed tiredly, "That was amazing."

His chest swelled with pride. "Good." She nuzzled his neck, "Why don't you get some rest?" He lifted her, and wrapped his suiken around her. He loved the way she looked dressed in his armor. He leaned against the tree to wait out the rest of the night.

"No," she whined, half asleep already, "I have to stay awake."

He scoffed, "No you don't."

"Yeah," she yawned, her eyes slipped closed, "I have to kiss you at dawn."

Inuyasha's heart swelled. "There's plenty of time. I'll wake you before dawn."

She hummed, half asleep, "Promise?"

"Yeah, I promise."

A/N: I may have also written Kagome's little fantasy as "practice" for the next chapter. That one is probably more of what people were expecting for this fic. That will be posted the same time as the final chapter of this. Thank you all!