I do not own Inuyasha or its characters, though this story is mine.
Lemon/Limish warning.
Birth Rite ch 20 : Needing You
Shippo and Kirara moved further ahead, their laughter fading in the distance.
Inuyasha moved slowly, Kagome wrapped gently in his embrace. Her scent was alluring, more so than he remembered. He wanted some privacy, somewhere that they could be together without the threat of interruption. He wanted to love her without thought or worry that someone might overhear. He wanted to show her how much he needed her, wanted her; loved her. He needed to be one with her just once more before they got back to the others. What would she think of him if she knew the path his thoughts traveled?
Morning had come and gone, followed by the afternoon, but because of the severity of Kirara's wounds they were forced to wait until the sun had set to begin traveling. Thunder rolled in the distance, and Inuyasha growled irritably when the first raindrop hit him square on the nose.
Kagome had been mostly silent as they traveled. Something was on her mind, something that kept bringing tears to her eyes, and hushed sighs from her chest. Calling to Kirara and Shippo, Inuyasha told the couple of his decision to make camp. It wouldn't be wise to travel through the forest in the darkness and rain. It was treacherous enough dry, even more so wet, and this being the third rainstorm in as many hours, he decided to wait until morning to finish their journey.
" I'll go get some firewood. Stay here, okay?" Inuyasha murmured setting Kagome gently on her feet.
She merely nodded her accent, her eyes downcast. What was she to do? Naraku was so close, threatening to kill everyone she held so dear. She couldn't lose them, couldn't allow them to risk their lives saving hers.
She felt like she was betraying them because deep in her heart she just wanted Inuyasha to hold her, to make love to her. She wanted to forget, if only for a few hours, that her friends and family stood on the verge of a terrible battle. She felt selfish and wanton. She felt disloyal for wanting a few moments alone with her mate when everyone around her was prepared to fight to the death to defend her, and she hated herself for being so selfish.
It wasn't long before she realized she'd wondered a short distance from where Inuyasha had set her. But she didn't turn around, didn't even try to make her way back.
Instead she stood quietly, the rain driving hard over her skin; in minutes her clothes were drenched while the forest floor melted into a muddy mess under her feet. She don't know how long she stood there, her body shivering silently, her teeth beginning to chatter in the cold. But her thoughts weren't centered on the storm outside, but rather the storm in her heart.
Tipping her head back, she allowed the rain to wash away her tears.
"What's wrong?"
His voice wasn't unexpected, nor was the way her heart pounded at hearing it. She knew he'd come looking for her - he was never to faraway - she just hadn't thought it'd be so soon.
She hurried to wipe away the remaining tears on her face before tucking her hair behind her ear.
"Nothing's wrong." she muttered, dropping her eyes from his to hide the lie.
"Tell me what's wrong." he murmured softly. Her heart heard the plea, and it caused that familiar sting to return to the back of her eyes. If she'd had something to use, she'd have cut the damn things from their sockets.
"Nothing, okay. Every thing's fine. "
She wasn't sure who she was trying harder to convince, him or herself.
"Tell me, damn it. What's wrong with you?" he growled, though his face remained sincere in its worry.
"NO!" she snapped. "Just go to bed, and stop worrying about me. " She turned intent on making her way back to camp; the sound of his voice made her stop.
"What are you hiding?" He inched his way closer.
"Nothing! I'm not hiding anything, okay? Will you leave me alone now?" she nearly screamed.
"No. Not until you tell me what's wrong." He took another step in her direction.
"Make me!" she hissed, her eyes narrowing in a silent challenge.
His gaze focused on her. She'd issued a challenge, and he had just accepted it.
His eyes were hypnotic, and she found that she couldn't look away. For the briefest moment she felt trapped; he was the hunter, she was the prey. Her body tensed in excitement, or fear; she wasn't certain which. She only knew that in this moment, it was just the two of them. She was paralyzed beneath the predatory look in his beautiful eyes.
The breeze stirred his hair; long silver tresses caressing ivory skin. Her fingers itched to touch him; her arms ached to hold him. Her body- well her body was begging to do things with him that had her blushing to the tips of her toes.
She could hear his breath draw through him, and wondered distantly what it would be like to feel that breath whisper over her skin. Her body lit up; she was a moth drawn to a flame, and he was destined to burn her alive.
They circled each other, their eyes never straying, and their bodies eager for the chase. She could hear her blood pounding through her veins, her heart beating so fast she thought that it might shatter under its own force.
Perhaps tonight she could beat him. The rainstorm had been a blessing in disguise; it left the forest floor wet, the mud and fallen leaves making it treacherous to travel through, but for her it only added to the challenge. The night sky was covered in a blanket of storm clouds. He wouldn't be as fast tonight- there was barely any moonlight, and he'd wouldn't be able to see well either.
Tonight they'd be equal.
With a burst of adrenalin she pushed headfirst into the forest; her destination: the lake.
He must have guessed her intent; he followed without hesitation.
She ran blind through the trees. She'd traveled this area only a few nights ago on their trek to the cave, but she hadn't realized just how hazardous a few well-placed branches could be.
She stumbled, her thoughts derailing as fast as her feet had. She reached for a tree branch- anything that would keep her on her feet. She flinched when a smaller branch gave way, snapping back and hitting the corner of her mouth. Hissing indignantly, she winced when much needed oxygen burned through her lungs. Her legs were on fire, and her feet were throbbing.
She could feel the faint trickle of blood at the corner of her lip, and she growled halfheartedly. She'd remember that particular branch; she'd be cutting the damn thing down the next time she came through this place.
Catching her balance she pushed on, chancing a swift glance behind her. Where was he? She could hear him, and she swore she could feel his breath on the back of her neck. But she couldn't see him.
She turned left instantly, a snapping twig to her right alerting her to his presence. Ten more feet and she'd be at the lake.
A flash of his long hair in the corner of her eye had her running faster.
Five feet...four...three...
She screamed when he slammed into her, both of them tumbling into the water.
It blurred her vision, but she could still make out the dark tinge of his clothing. She saw his hand reach for her, and to her irritation found that she didn't have the energy to push him away.
She was shocked speechless when he hauled her up out of the water, and found herself pinned to his chest; a prisoner in his willing embrace.
Their breathing was heavy and rushed, the result of their chase through the forest.
She stood quiet, waiting for the moment he would push her away demanding answers. It was inevitable, but she relaxed against him anyway. She no longer had the energy to hold herself up, so instead she opted to lean against him, to rest her cheek against the warmth of his chest. Somewhere in the back of her mind it registered that he was shirtless, but that piece of information seemed insignificant.
"What's wrong?"
There it was again: the same damn question that had provoked this argument! And just what exactly was she supposed to tell him, anyway? That she was frightened? That she feared they weren't strong enough to defeat Naraku, and that in the face of so much danger she wanted to make love instead of hurrying back to the others.
She could feel his warmth beneath her hands, the softness of his bare skin against hers, could hear the way his heart thundered in her ear. She was awed by the effect his body could have over her own.
He pulled away from her then, just slightly. She blushed when his finger slid under her chin; her eyes rose to focus on his.
"Why were you crying? I can't make it better if you won't tell me what to fix." he murmured.
"I can't." she whispered, tears overwhelming her eyes. She was mortified when, despite her best efforts, she felt the first one roll down her cheek; it splashed across his chest and on to her hand.
She stilled the instant she felt his finger trace the path her tears had taken, and her eyes flew open when he found the cut on the side of her lip. She hissed in pain when the salt from his touch made the wound sting, and nearly died when he leaned forward and let his tongue dart out to clean the salt from her skin.
In all her life she'd never known something so innocent could stir feelings in her that were far from virtuous.
Her eyes caught his, and she could see shyness and uncertainty staring back at her. She acted on impulse. She'd never forget the surprised look that stole over his face the moment her head shifted and her lips closed over his. He pulled her closer, his lips moving over hers, his tongue brushing her lower lip.
She couldn't breathe, didn't want to if it meant his lips had to leave hers. Her heart crashed violently against her ribs, and her blood heated to unnatural levels that left her feeling flushed and on fire.
Her body shook with the need for him.
The kiss ended. He didn't move away, his breath was as ragged as hers, his heart thundering heavily beneath her hand. She couldn't think straight, couldn't pull away. She couldn't even be embarrassed that she'd all but thrown herself him.
"I'm sorry." she choked out, horrified at her behavior, and terrified of his response.
"Don't be." he whispered. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."
"You ... have?" She stuttered, her eyes finally focusing on his face. They'd made love just the night before, but her body yearned for his, and she was thrilled that he felt the same.
"Yeah, that and other things." he whispered, his gaze turning serious.
She could barely form a coherent thought.
She stared at his mouth wishing he would just shut up and show her what other things he wanted to do.
He blushed, his eyes darting away from her, and she couldn't help the smile stretching on her face.
"Show me." she answered. He hesitated only a moment before he kissed her again- a soul shattering, mind-blowing kiss that rocked the foundations of her being.
His touch was so gentle, his kiss passionate and sweet. He kissed her until she was breathless. She memorized each ripple of muscle, the smell and feel of his skin, and the way he tasted. She felt his mouth close over her neck, his hands cupping her breasts gently, and she couldn't stop his name from sliding past her throat when his tongue brushed over her nipple.
Her name being called brought them both back to reality. A second later she reacted, her intuition screaming to keep him hidden, that he wouldn't want to be seen doing this.
Grabbing his shoulder with one hand, Kagome shoved him under the water turning abruptly to shield him from view. The water hid her lower body, and she raised her hands automatically to cover her breasts.
She glanced behind her when she heard him come up for air, but was relieved when he stayed crouched low, his hair blending with hers in the water.
She jerked her attention back to the person crashing through the trees. Had she been in a less embarrassing predicament she might have laughed at the panicked expression on her best friend's face.
"I heard you scream, are you all right?" Shippo's voice died suddenly, and he nearly fell over in his haste to turn away from her, his face tomato red.
"I tripped." It was the only excuse she could come up with as Inuyasha's hand made its way up her inner thigh, his mouth placing wet kisses along her lower back. Delicious sensations assaulted her, and though she tried to form a coherent sentence, her mind and words failed miserably.
"You're sure you're -"
"Fine – great - bath, back soon. " She stammered, her body and mind redirecting its attention to the man eliciting such erotic sensations out of her body. She felt his hands move over her ribs, and nearly screamed his name into the night when his fingers wedged between hers to slide over her sensitive skin.
She never saw her best friend's quick glance behind him, nor the smile Inuyasha bestowed on him. But she did hear his amused " Ohhhh" echo behind him as he turned and disappeared into the forest on his way back to camp.
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He sank into her gently, slowly. His heat lit a new urgency in her blood as she adjusted to the invasion of his body in hers.
He moved, hesitantly at first, and the air rushed out of her lungs at the pleasure his movement caused. Afraid he'd pull away completely, she tightened her hold on his shoulders, her fingernails biting into his skin. She hooked her legs around his waist locking them at her ankles. He sank further into her, his body closer, his lips crashing onto hers in a heated kiss.
His moan of pleasure raced past her ears, and she opened her eyes when he began to move. His body rocked against hers gently, and she struggled to find his rhythm. She wanted to see the man loving her. She wanted to see the look on his face, to memorize it. She wanted to remember him in this moment, because he was only man who would ever know her so intimately.
His eyes opened then, and she could see love reflected in his gaze. He smiled before leaning down to kiss her. She closed her eyes, the tension in her body building like a cord ready to snap. She found his rhythm, matching his every thrust, her body responding to his every movement. She arched toward him, and his hands found her breasts, again. She hissed in pleasure when his mouth closed over her nipple, his body still moving in time with hers. They danced together, his lips teasing her flesh, his hands intertwined with her own.
" Open your eyes." he murmured softly, and she couldn't help but heed his request.
Burning heat hummed through her, and a moment later the coil snapped sending her hurling over the edge of her own sanity. Seconds later he followed her, her name hissing past his lips in sultry undertones of need. His body collapsed over hers, their hearts thundering heavily, and their bodies coated in sweat.
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Hours later found them lying at the edge of the lake, naked as the day they were born. Kagome was nearly asleep when Inuyasha's voice broke the silence.
"You're not going to tell me what was wrong, are you?" he murmured.
"Why? " She yawned, smiling softly before leaning over to kiss him.
"So I can fix it." he answered.
"You already did. " She laughed at the confused look on his face and decided she should tell him so he wouldn't worry himself anymore.
"You gave me the one thing I needed the most.. " She whispered, her hand covering his cheek as the sun came over the horizon.
"What's that?" he said, his mouth coming closer for another kiss.
"You. "
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It was nearly dawn when they made their way into the cave.
Kagome no longer felt guilty for needing Inuyasha intimately. She, her mate, and their family would live and love, laugh and argue as often as possible before reality crashed in on them.
She just had no way of knowing just how soon that would be.
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I am terribly sorry for the wait on this. I want to thank you all for you reviews and encouragement, and for your undying support. I am sorry I haven't had time to reply to your reviews, but I read each and every one, and I deeply appreciate that you took the time to let me now what you thought of the chapter.
Things are even more hectic than before. We are trying to get things finished at our home before snow flies, and so I have had little to no time on my computer- no time to write- no time to reply to you all, and no time to sit down with a lemony touch of Inuyasha/Kagome fluff. Well, almost none anyway.
I wrote this chapter intending it to be an original oneshot. A good friend of mine – you know who you are- read through( and helped to edit) this piece as it was originally intended to be a first person narrative. She'd mentioned that it could be a piece on a human Inuyasha and Kagome( based on its original version) , and with that thought in mind I set out to tweak it for use in this chapter of Birth Rite. This version is unedited however, so please excuse any errors you may find as I am sure there are a few. I hope it worked since this fic ( in my opinion..lol..) needed some lemony goodness. I hope you all like it. PLEASE be sure to let me know. I know it is easy to bypass the review button, and there are still many of you who are adding this to favs, but please leave a review. I can't tell you how much I enjoy hearing from you, and how encouraging it is when so many of you reply. I will try harder myself to reply to each of you as it is simply unfair to ask for reviews, and not reply to those of you who actually make such an effort. I WILL do better- I PROMISE!!
I will post again as soon as I can. With the weather changing, my migraines have returned full force, and between being swamped with work, and house-hold requirements, I am struggling to find some ' ME ' time. Please bear with me. I won't give up on this fic if you won't give up on me.
Enough of my rambling. LOL. I hope you and yours are happy and healthy. Until next time..Neisha