A Little Planning-Part II

Once again, she lead the motions until he got a feel for the situation and took the more aggressive approach, tightening his grip on her back with one hand and clutching the hair at the base of her skull to tip her head up. He heard her chuckle before she came back to kissing him. He growled in human voice when her hands began tugging on the hem of his clothing as she had done over a week prior. She pulled away from the kiss to smile at him. He opened his eyes, and if his heart weren't pounding before it would be racing from the way Kagome gazed up at him lovingly.

Before he could do anything to show how much he loved that look, her lips were back at his throat, muttering, "The sound's a little different when you're human, you know?"

Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered what the hell she was talking about. He felt her pushing away from him slightly, allowing the action since he knew what was expected next.

"Still sexy," she continued. She pulled the cord to release the folds of his clothing. Unlike last week, he didn't move away from her as she spread her hands under the layers, and over his chest. She felt down the sides of his ribs until the white layer hindered her again. She pulled on the sides, this time untucking it completely from his hakama, rather than just loosening it. She kissed his chest, noticing a cough when she reached her tongue out to taste the skin there. His breath was loud and heavy against her hair, he had loosened his grip on her back, and she could tell without looking, the expression on his flushed face.

"Do you want to take this off?" She asked, fingering the beads.

"I-it's fine. Leave it be," he said shakily.

She nodded and ran her hands down his sides, coming to meet at the front where…his abdominals hadn't been this pronounced either. At least she didn't remember them as pronounced. In the past, when she was treating stomach injuries, the muscles here were never visible, but if she pressed with a little pressure to scrub out any debris in his wounds, the muscles were hard just under the skin. Kagome thought back—the only time they were visible was that first time he had been overcome by his demon blood, and that was because every muscle in his body was tense in that moment.

She tried to glance down, but his belly was still shadowed from the firelight by his top layers. She drew her hands up again, running her hands over his shoulders and pushing the clothing layers from them. Inuyasha groaned and ducked down to kiss her again before she got a chance to look. She would have whined at missing out on the view if it hadn't been for her husband's tongue. 'Wow,' he lost her train of thought in his kiss then, and completely forgot what she was trying to do when he broke away to whisper in her ear.

"That's enough of that." His breath was hot on her cheek, and her knees buckled. Luckily though, he had chosen that moment to slide a hand from her back to her rear to help support her weight. It was the first time his hands had left the safe zones of her back and sides since they were wed—minus the brush at the creek. His other hand left her hair to lean on the wall. He bowed over her, trying to let them down gently, though his strength wasn't what it was usually, especially given the awkward angle.

Safely lowered to the wood floor—Kagome leaned against the wall and him kneeling over her outstretched legs—his hands left their respective positions for her waist. His fingers picked at her obi, suddenly recalling that the knot was at her back instead of the front with her miko attire. Having the same idea, Kagome's hands slid out of his hair and squeezed his shoulders gently before tucking between their bodies and feeling for the knot in his hakama. She jumped slightly, feeling a lot more than the knot as she groped blindly. She felt guilty immediately, since what she brushed against shouldn't have startled her. However, an odd grunt came from her husband immediately following. She stilled her hand for a second before pressing it back into place purposefully.

"Mnh…"

Feeling along through the fabric earned very quiet, very erotic sounds from her husband, who hunched over her more now, raised on his knees and leaning his forehead against her shoulder. All Kagome could see at the moment was black hair, and the top part of his back.

"Kagome…" he breathed when she squeezed gently through his hakama. He was enjoying the moment until he realized he shouldn't enjoy it quite so much. He put a hand back on the wall to push away, and the other wrapped around her wrist.

"H-hey, hang on a second, okay?"

He was almost panting from just that. Kagome might never forgive him if he got too excited without her. Or rather, she might not if she had to wait even longer for him to get ready again. Kagome blinked once up at him when he kneeled a little lower. He always stopped her for some reason. His dark brown eyes scanned over her face again before turning his gaze to his elbows, where his sleeves were still gathered. He released her wrist to remove the Robe of the Fire Rat, and went to place it behind him, when he noticed something odd.

The bedding was already out. He cocked his head to the side, trying to think of how the bedding was already…Kagome was doing some minor planning of her own. This is why she took so long getting outside. He turned his gaze back to his wife.

"You didn't really want to visit Kaede, did you?"

Kagome flushed, shaking her head.

"And we put the bowls away earlier."

Inuyasha nodded, took a deep breath, moved his legs from straddling hers and backed up to the edge of the bedding. Kagome followed, trying to lessen the awkwardness of the transition as much as possible. It was made easier by Inuyasha pulling her towards him as soon as she was within reach. He urged her to stand on her knees, so he could repeat her actions from before—kissing her neck. One hand around her waist found the obi's knot and slid it over to the side where untying it would be easier. Kagome shivered reflexively when the panels of her yukata parted. This didn't go unnoticed by her husband, who smirked into her neck. Then, he gently pushed on her shoulder. She held onto his shoulders to ease onto her back. He followed her down, placing a hand on either side of her, and entering into another kiss. She got a firm grip on the hair at the base of his skull, holding him there until they were both in desperate need for air. He leaned up a bit, his hair falling around them beautifully. His view was particularly beautiful, he thought, gazing at the young woman under him—hazy brown eyes, smiling lips, long black hair spread out against the red and white fabrics they had forgotten to move.

She cupped his cheek and smiled up at him. He closed his eyes and lifted her hand from his face. Her brows knit in slight confusion when he pushed her forearm down beside her head. He did the same with the other, removing it from his hair. He let go of her wrists, with one knuckle drew a line between the panels of her yukata, and slid it down the center of her chest, dividing the sides. He couldn't hear her heart like he normally could, but he could feel that her heart was pounding just as hard as his.

A sudden bout of embarrassment drew him closer to her, kissing her again. After a second, Kagome pulled him away by the hair, sudden awkwardness apparent on her face as well. He didn't know where to put his hands—her breasts were a good option, but he couldn't just fondle her the entire time—so he kept his hands on either side of her waist.

"Are…do you know what you're doing?"

Inuyasha flushed darker than he had in a while.

"O-Of course I do," he sputtered. Kagome translated that as 'I have literally no clue.'

"You're alright to look. I'd actually pre—"

"I know that!" Inuyasha blurted. He blinked, averting his eyes and repeated much more quietly, "I know thMNF—!" He didn't finish as Kagome yanked him back down for a rough kiss. She let up a moment later, kissing more tenderly, sucking gently at his lip. She led her hand down his shoulder and followed the length of his arm to his hand. She held it gently and pushed it up onto her left breast.

"Ah," Inuyasha gasped, breaking away from his wife's kiss to scan over her face. She still had her eyes closed as she moved his hand beneath hers, so he looked to where their hands were. Her skin was warm and flushed and her breast compliant to the motions. He bit his cheek and allowed his own hand to move over her. He enjoyed the feel and the smooth texture of her skin, and the point of her nipple under his palm. He moved his hand a little to the side, squeezing the nipple between his knuckles. Kagome's hand fell away and she tilted her head back—her husband's developing grin unseen to her.

And he did smile. He smiled for a number of reasons. This was the first time he had ever been allowed to touch a woman like this. This woman before him was the first one he'd even been tempted to touch. This woman, this wonderful, amazing woman who loved him and was allowing herself to be loved by him—without fear of anything. Without a care for his mixed blood. Other than his mother, Kagome had been the very first woman to love him as he was. Although she needn't worry about claws or fangs tonight, he knew she wouldn't fear those either, even if they created a bit of apprehension in him.

"Okay," he murmured.

He dipped his head down, kissing the top of her other breast.

"ohhh…" she sighed very quietly, barely loud enough to catch. He balanced on his elbows to reach her right breast, wrapping around the side and pushing it more towards the front. He kissed the top again, ending in a lick to trail over the nipple. He felt her body tense, and heard an unexpectedly sharp note from her throat that he decided he liked. He licked over it again, then pulled it into his mouth to alternate between kissing, licking, and sucking gently. He continued to fondle the other one, pinching and rolling the nipple along with what his mouth was doing.

She kept silent from there, but her hands returned to his shoulders, unconsciously pushing him against her breasts. He continued the favor to the other, before kissing his way back to the center of her chest. He felt her kiss the top of his head. Kagome held the back of his head and pulled him into another sweet kiss. Still on his elbows, he tucked his hands under her shoulders as she spread her hands out over the hard muscles of his back. She ducked her hands under his arms to run down his sides, pressing roughly the entire way, then over his belly.

'That is so hot,' she thought as she pressed into the muscles of his chest and belly. Just the feel was wonderful, not to mention the way Inuyasha groaned when she rubbed. Now, if only she could see him.

Her hands went far enough that she suddenly remembered that he was only half undressed. She frowned, once again feeling for the knot. He groaned again when she brushed against him, but she succeeded in untying it this time.

"Oh, screw it," Inuyasha muttered as he untangled himself from Kagome to lay on his side. He awkwardly began pulling and kicking his bottoms off, somehow managing to get his heels past the cords at his ankles. Kagome couldn't help it—she didn't really mean to laugh—but he didn't seem to notice or care. He turned back over to hover over her, but his legs remained to one side of her. His hands went firmly to her hips and his mouth back to her throat. That is, until one of his hands parted the fabric and slid down the outside of her leg, lifting and bending her knee as he went along. Kagome shivered again as his hand turned down to the inside of her thigh. He wasn't a bit nervous at the moment, he'd planned this so he wouldn't have to worry about claws. His human fingernails were never grown out past his fingertips. He leaned back up to watch her face with a crooked grin. Kagome kept her eyes opened, but she only watched her husband from her peripheral.

He wasn't surprised when he found fabric between her legs. He knew from past experience that Kagome wore these. (Actually, she should have worn something over her breasts, but she had neglected to tonight?)He pressed his hand against the fabric, making his wife's body squirm automatically. He licked his lips and lifted his hand up until he located the hem and pushed inside the garment. He was aware of his pulse again. She was already slick and he had never been more aroused in his life. Feeling around down here for the entrance was making his own blood burn red in his veins and especially in a similar area. He slid one finger inside and watched Kagome jump. She bit her lip and shut her eyes. He dared to move that finger even as she squirmed around. It felt weird to her—she liked it—but it was just an odd, foreign feeling.

Suddenly, he recalled that the monk had said something about this act a couple years ago—right before he'd had to dodge a rock thrown at him by his hanyou friend. Inuyasha couldn't recall what he'd said, so he'd store that for later.

Inuyasha pressed his other hand to her hips, stilling her a little as he inserted a second finger. He couldn't do much for her legs though. She squirmed even more at the addition and mewled into his hair. He kissed her cheek and gave up trying to hold her still, folding his unused arm under her head.

"Ah!" she gasped when he blew across her ear. She gripped his hair tightly to moan when he reached out with his tongue for the shell of her ear. Kagome was breathing heavily by that point, but she decided she was done with only the use of his fingers. She ran her hand down his back until she felt his hipbone—all the while unable to stop her squirming—and palmed around to the front.

Inuyasha hissed loudly, though it quickly became a groan as Kagome wrapped her delicate fingers around him. He pinched his eyes closed and forgot what he was supposed to be doing with his hands. He pushed his forehead into her shoulder when she started moving her hand. It felt good, really good—and a hell of a lot better than just his own hand—but he needed her to stop.

"Kagome..I…okay…st…" Kagome somehow understood what he was trying to say. He lifted his head and slipped his fingers out of her panties, but not before examining his hand. He didn't know what to do with the mess, so he wiped a bit on the Firerat Robe they were lying mostly on. He sat up a bit and hooked his fingers under the edge of her panties. She lifted herself up to help him out. She pulled her arms free of her sleeves and pushed her yukata away, which left way for an admirative once-over from her husband before he crawled back over her and settled between her legs.

Kagome took a deep breath.

"Just…be a little careful, alright?"

"Mn-hm," he replied a second before he understood what she meant. He paused.

"So that freak was tellin' me the truth?"

Kagome had to stop herself from giving a pitying look. 'Don't tell me he had to get 'the talk' through Miroku.' Then again, she had a sex-ed class with thirty other girls all trying to hide their faces throughout the lectures. It would have been easier to talk with a friend, but all her friends were in the same boat as her by the time that class rolled around.

"If you mean Miroku, and you mean…it'll hurt…then probably."

They both went silent for a moment before Kagome continued.

"It can't hurt more than when I had the jewel ripped out of me."

Inuyasha made a noise of disapproval before deciding her terrible example didn't matter.

"Okay," he muttered as she leaned up to kiss his cheek.

They kissed and groped about each other for a minute more, until Kagome wrapped her hand around him again. Inuyasha broke away.

"Dammit, I—"

Kagome raised an eyebrow with a slight smirk.

"Jus…" he swallowed, blinking down at her "don't rush me, woman," he finished with a chuckle.

"Actually, it might hurt less if you go quickly."

He swallowed whatever thoughts he might have had and nodded. He aligned himself properly and slowly pushed in just the tip. He took a deep breath and pushed forward, sheathing himself fully within her. He couldn't even make a sound, he just pinched his eyes shut and forced his face into her neck. It felt really good inside of her. She was warm and tightly pressed against all sides of him and…He had never felt like this before, and he almost didn't catch the gasp of pain from his wife. Grunting to clear his throat, he asked if she was alright.

"Kagome?"

Oh, it hurt, her involuntary reaction was the gasp that probably worried her husband, but in truth it was about like she expected. She had cramps a little worse than this about once a year. At least here, there was no nausea.

"I'm okay," she said with a slight whimper in her voice, "you can move."

Inuyasha grunted again.

"In a minute."

Inuyasha took a minute to regulate his breathing and pulled partway out to push back in. Both parties had their eyes closed for a minute. Only when the burn was almost completely gone for Kagome did she open her eyes. She held Inuyasha by either side of the face. She loved the sound of his moan as she kissed him. She suddenly found her back arching without her consent as Inuyasha pushed his hands up under the small of her back.

Not that she complained. In fact, this angle gave her a new perspective. She had always assumed it was the place they were connected that would make her feel good. Maybe a little bit of petting would feel nice too, but no—she discovered—that wasn't where all of her pleasure was coming from. His skin was so warm against hers and he would grip her so tightly when he came down that she just felt like he would never let go. His hair tickled her chest and arms, and his breath felt so hot and moist over her skin. She could feel his legs, his arms, his belly, chest, lips, tongue—and all of him tangled up in her, and it made her feel good; warm, secure, loved. This is what it was to make love, rather than to have sex. She might not notice these things if this was some boy she didn't love—but this—this was Inuyasha.

She soon found herself wrapping her legs around him to try to bring him even closer. He groaned into her ear and her eyes rolled back. She tilted her head back, her breath coming in ragged gasps and soft mewls. Her hands left his shoulders for her own hair. He finally heard her appreciative noises and managed one eye open. He didn't understand why it was so damn hard to open his eyes, when all he wanted was to see her. From what he could see, she was enjoying it. Her head tilted back and her hands clenched tightly in her black hair. One hand gripped under her rump and lifted her hips. She made a cute sound, muffled by biting her lip.

Her back arched again, creating a new angle at her hips, and that was enough for Inuyasha. He knew it had not been very long, and he tried biting his cheek to keep focused. Try as he might, he knew what was coming and rather than stop to try to regain some composure, he sped up to the finish—an attempt rewarded by louder gasps from his wife. His eyes clamped shut, and with a loud groan he buried his face into her shoulder. His body locked for a moment, then quivered into a limp, panting heap over Kagome, barely held off of her by his elbows. As he lay there, he tried to think of how to apologize for spilling so quickly, but Kagome interrupted his thoughts.

"That was good," she panted, staring straight up. She knew she didn't have an orgasm, but that was beside the point. She unwrapped her legs from around him and pulled her hands out of her hair, looking to her husband with a smile. He blinked over black eyes with a mild expression of surprise, before he returned the smile, only a tad sillier. She ran a hand through his hair, pushing his damp forelocks from his face. She leaned down to kiss him gently. He then disentangled himself from his wife so he could lie next to her and locate something to cover them. Kagome found the covers first, drawing them over the both of them and snuggling into her husband's chest. She pressed her forehead over his heart, still clamouring within his breast. His heartbeat was riotous, but at a strong and even rhythm, it was so calming. She didn't care that they were both gross and sticky, because if she had her way they'd be working up a sweat again in the morning.

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Huh. Looks like I actually found the courage to finish it. It's been since I was 13 that I tried writing smut, I can't say if I've gotten any better at it, but it's been a long time, so my writing overall should be somewhat better.

Also, I actually planned on making this a little more... Well, I always read these ones that have Inuyasha (and Kagome too) being something of (a) sex god(s) even though we all know they're virgins so I'm betting my two cents that that first time would be a little awkward and a little less than perfect. But they'll have plenty of time to make up for it, and have lot's of practice. They'll learn how their own and each other's bodies work, Little by Little.