She moaned into his warm mouth that expertly moved against hers as he grabbed her breast and nipped at her bottom lip. He abruptly pulled away and walked to the other side of the cage, leaving her hot and unsatisfied. She growled.

"You keep doing that!" she yelled.

He looked back at her with dancing red eyes and smirked. "I keep doing what?"

She glared. "You know damn well what you're doing!"

His smirk only grew larger. "My beautiful Kagome, I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."

Kagome had been locked up with the Uchiha for a month now, and she had learned her lesson not to challenge a male Uchiha very well. Better than she would've liked... He had kept kissing, touching, and whispering the sexiest things to her to the point of her almost having an orgasm all month long- then each and every time he fucking pulled away! Only having had sex once, she had no idea how to handle this kind of thing. Although he had told her she was better than some girl he knew- Karin?- she still felt very inexperienced. So she didn't know how to get him back- well, she did, she just honestly didn't feel like making things worse for herself. After all, as she was learning, you do not tease a horny Uchiha.

She sighed in defeat and crossed her arms and legs to try to make the desire in her lower regions go away. She felt his arms snake around her in a gesture of apology- sort of. His pride wouldn't allow any real apology.

He mostly just wanted to hold her, though. The two had become very close in the past month. They hadn't talked much about each other's past, but they knew the basics. She knew his favorite food was a tomato, he knew she drooled at the mere thought of oden. She knew his favorite color was red, he knew hers was blue. He didn't like kids, yet she absolutely adored them. She was practically a mother, after all.

"Sasuke-san?"

"Hn?"

She sighed. Time to dig a little deeper into the puzzle named Sasuke Uchiha. "What's your biggest regret?" His arms tightened around her and she leaned against his chest and planted a kiss to her collar bone as an attempt to comfort him. "Never mind, it's not that big of a deal."

He sighed. "My biggest regret… is… not being in the right place at the right time."

She nodded, pondering his answer.

He kissed her cheek lazily. "Yourself?"

She squirmed uncomfortably in his arms. "I-it's nothing."

He grunted- his way of demanding an explanation. "W-well, it was- just me and some friends got drunk. Things got out of hand, and well, when I woke up I wasn't a virgin anymore... and I had a killer headache, too."

His low growl was obviously one of displeasure. She has already been touched… that is unfortunate. I had looked forward to being the one to steal her purity. He paused in his thoughts. No matter. She does not even remember, and even if she did, it would have been drunken, lazy, short… and most… unpleasing to her. "Who was it?" he growled out.

She eeped out, "N-no one!"

She could see the red glow of his furious sharingan as his grip tightened on her. "It was my friend Kouga…" She confessed. "He'd desired me for a long time, so it only makes sense he-"

"No one will ever touch you like that again. You are mine, no one else's! You are mine to pleasure!" He interrupted.

This… this is more than just pure rage… Could Sasuke be a…?

Sure enough, she felt her miko ki brush up against his rising demon aura. She did the only thing she could do- or what she had learned from Sesshomaru, anyways; she cocked her to the side and bared her neck for him to see and closed her eyes in submission. She brought her arms up around his neck. "Yes, I'm yours."

He roughly pushed closer to him and sniffed her neck, even once nipping at the tender flesh. "Mine!"

She closed her eyes, enjoying the wonderful feeling of being wanted by someone. Under her left shoulder blade she could feel the erratic beating of his heart beat. "Yours…" And as she said it, she knew it was completely true. This had been the best month of her life. Not being called degrading names… not being compared to her dead incarnate… Always being teased and held… It was amazing.

But she did not love him. Not yet. She cared very deeply for him, but she was not quite in love with him... yet.