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Every Time We Touch
Kagome felt terrible.
She dreaded what would happen if Inuyasha knew what had just transpired between Sesshoumaru and herself. She knew the right thing would be to confess right away and apologize, and hope he could forgive her.
Her thoughts wandered as she thought of how angry she'd been every time he'd wandered off with Kikyou; two wrongs didn't make a right, and she hated herself for letting Sesshoumaru's eyes entrance her as they did. She thought maybe because they were so similar to Inuyasha's…no, she couldn't delude herself.
She'd made a terrible mistake, and even though she had felt something when Sesshoumaru had kissed her, she knew it was not the same thing she felt for Inuyasha. The lust had been strong, but there had been no love. Besides, she thought, his mind was so far away, he must have been thinking about someone else.
This thought more than anything comforted her as she played with Inuyasha's ears, and sighed mournfully, knowing that, whether she liked it or not, she would confess her sin to her man as soon as he awoke, even if it killed her.
She wasn't looking forward to it at all.
Sesshoumaru thought back to his own opinion on cheaters: now he could lump himself into that category, too. Although, Kagome hadn't really cheated…yet.
He knew she'd likely tell Inuyasha the truth about what happened, even though he was of the opinion that what Inuyasha didn't know didn't hurt him; after all, he was an idiot, and really didn't know much anyway…he sighed. How did his brother manage to have so many women fighting over him?
He thought of Kagura, and her flattery toward him, especially when she wanted something. He found her attractive, and quite witty; her tongue matched the sharpness of his own, but she was Naraku's kept woman, and he refused to have anything to do with that abomination of a half-demon. Maybe if Kagura were on her own…
No. She'd asked him to kill Naraku for her already, and he'd refused her. Her comments about his manliness were still a sore spot, but he preferred not to think of it. If Kagura survived Naraku's death, being a part of him herself, he thought maybe, just maybe, he'd claim her for his own, but he didn't think he was that desperate. He'd been on his own for four hundred years, until Jaken and Rin had come along, anyway. His only lover, Ai, was long in the past, though as far as he knew, she still lived, with her husband and three sons, in the Eastern Province.
He sighed again.
He'd had the perfect opportunity to claim Ai, but in the end had chosen a different path, the path of Supreme Conquest, which would ultimately lead to a battle between him and his Father, but unfortunately for Sesshoumaru, that never came to pass, kind of like his love life. It had been wonderful for a while, but all good things must come to an end, and his relationship with Ai had certainly ended quickly. He squashed the memories before they could resurface.
Looking at Kagome's forlorn expression as she massaged Inuyasha's head, he thought maybe he could do the girl a favour, by pretending to come on to her…maybe it would spur Inuyasha to make their union official. He looked at his clawed hands and frowned. What was he thinking? He didn't help people! He controlled them! Standing, he walked off, to lie down and sleep. He had a lot to think about.
Inuyasha could finally take no more; the constant petting was making him itch for his woman, warm and ready beneath him, and he opened his eyes expecting to see readiness in her eyes, but he frowned when all he saw was sorrow in her deep brown orbs, which were moist with unshed tears.
Kagome thought again, desperately, about not telling him, but her heart screamed No! Tell him, or you'll never be able to forgive yourself!
She took a deep breath and looked him in the eye, her heart swelling with more love than Sesshoumaru could possibly inspire. She opened her mouth but found it blocked by his as he licked her teeth, asking entrance, which she hesitantly gave.
He's not going to want to kiss me ever again if I tell him! She thought frantically, allowing him to sweep her along into the moment, his arm snaking around her back to support her weight as he leaned over her, tasting her, experiencing her, loving her.
Bringing a hand up to his face, she traced his jaw with her thumb, then moved her mouth to kiss his eye, then his nose, the corner of his mouth, and lastly, she brought his fingers to her lips.
He hooded his yellow eyes as he watched her slowly suck each clawed finger, the firelight reflecting in her eyes when she looked to him, and he growled low, urging her to continue.
Reaching for his other hand, Kagome forgot all about Sesshoumaru and what had happened between them as she licked the rest of Inuyasha's fingers, her eyes straying occasionally to the ever-growing bulge in his hakama.
Barely restraining himself, Inuyasha took a look around them; everyone was sleeping, even Sesshoumaru. His elder brother's back was to them, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically, indicating an undisturbed slumber. He knew they'd have to be quiet, but Inuyasha thought they could get away with making love here, as long as he covered them up and they didn't make any noise. He was too caught up in his woman's attention to move her away now.
Kagome untied the knot at his waist and tugged his haori loose, throwing it over her head as she began to work on his under-kimono, which put up little resistance to her efforts, and was soon gone, as well.
While she undressed him, Inuyasha reached for her waist and lifted her up, pulling the spread out sleeping bag from underneath them. Zipping it up around them, he created a tight little cocoon for them, and he lie on the bottom, her body moulded to his by gravity.
Reaching down, he gripped her sailor shirt and yanked it over her head, revealing a pink and blue striped bra, with lace along the edges. It tickled his chest, and within half a minute, he had divested her of it, flinging it on top of his own discarded clothing.
He revelled in the feel of her bare chest against his, and his blood began to pound in his temples, and soon all of it rushed down, to where he'd need it most.
Kagome kissed his nose, and rubbed her hands up and down his chest, hoping to God she'd never forget his shape, his hard planes, and his firm muscles rippling beneath his taut white skin, smooth and hairless to her touch. She wondered absently if hairlessness was an Inu-demon trait, but soon forgot the thought when she felt him draw his claws slowly over her bare back, making her shudder with the pure sexual sensation he was causing within her.
She reached down to remove his hakama, and he kicked them off when she got them past his knees. While she did this, he lifted her skirt up and tucked it between them, so it would ride up and stay out of the way. He drew a clawed finger down her thigh, and she almost moaned aloud, but he planted his mouth on hers, silencing her.
Sliding up and over her rear, he gripped her thong and, giving a sharp tug, ripped it off her, tucking it beneath his own rear so she could find it later.
Her hands dove between them, to remove his fundoshi, which, luckily, he had sloppily tied on last night. It came undone with no trouble, and she brought her arm up to toss it out but he smiled and shook his head; she tucked it under him next to her own underwear.
Finally undressed, he took her mouth and sucked her lip, stroking her back, rear, and finally, her breasts with both hands, noting the increase in the temperature of her skin as he did so. A faint scent wafted up from between them; he knew this scent, and knew it well. She was in heat, and it damn near drove him over the edge before he'd even gotten himself inside her.
Slowly, Kagome felt him rising beneath her, and she gently ground her hips against him, tucking her arms underneath his head to cushion him as his hands played havoc with her sensitive skin. She nuzzled his neck, and whispered, "Can I mark you, Inuyasha?"
He opened his eyes wide. A female's mark proved her loyalty to one mate, but a male's mark made the union official. He wondered if she knew that.
In the demon world, for half-demons, there were no mating ceremonies; most hanyous didn't reach sexual maturity, let alone adulthood, so there was no set rule for serious relationships. He knew that if Sesshoumaru were to claim a mate, however, he would have a big to-do and the mating would have to be witnessed, which made him envy his brother not at all.
"Yes," he murmured huskily, gripping her shoulders and lifting her up so he could see her face, which was glowing with perspiration, and a tinge of pink flushed her cheeks, and he felt a sudden moistness from her; she was ready.
"How?" she whispered, licking his chin, submitting herself completely unto him.
His heart rate increased; she made him so hot, and he felt his heart swell with complete love for her. It almost made him wonder what he'd ever seen in Kikyou.
"You have to bite me."
She blinked. She wasn't surprised; she had anticipated that he would say that.
She licked the spot on his neck where his shoulder met his jugular, and he growled with pleasure.
"Here?"
His hands came up out of the sleeping bag and gripped her head through her hair, knotting it around his fists. She could tell he was about to burst, so she reached down with one arm, using only her other arm to cushion his head now, and gripped him tightly between her fingers, and, tilting him, guided him into her, shifting her position so he slid inside with no trouble.
Replacing her arm, she began to move, and un-knotting a fist from her ebony tresses, he gripped her rear, his claws leaving light dents in her smooth skin as he helped her, gradually moving her faster and faster around him.
When he was about to climax, he shoved her face to his neck and bit out, "Now!" as she sunk her teeth into his tendons, drawing blood. One hand remained in her hair; when she came seconds later, about to scream in ecstasy, he brought her mouth to his, and kissed her deep, tasting his own blood on her lips.
Shuddering, she moved her hands under him to his back, and dug her nails in, leaving red scratches all over his white flesh.
Pumping her hard a few more times, he felt her inner muscles contract around him, and a second burst issued from him, and as he bit his lip in pure pleasure, Kagome gently sucking the blood away from it, licking it from his sharp fangs.
Exhausted, she lay atop him, panting, a licking the blood from the wound she'd inflicted on his neck. He absently brought a finger up to trace her scar, the shape on her skin as unique as his teeth themselves.
Tilting her chin, her eyes heavy, he whispered, "Look at me, Kagome."
When she did, memory hit her like a brick in the face, and all she could think of were Sesshoumaru's circular irises, and wished to whatever God was listening that they had been Inuyasha's oblong amber eyes and not the demon Lord's.
Before she could utter her thoughts, he spoke first.
"Do you know what you've done?" he asked, and she froze; had he seen? Did he really know what she had done?
She opted for a tilt of her head as an answer, and decided another lick under his chin might improve his reaction. She hoped to God, anyway.
He began to smile at her. "You've made us official, Kagome."
"I have?"
"Yeah," he said, running a thumb along her cheekbone, and traced an eyebrow in his wake. "Dog demons, well, half-demons," he corrected, blinking, "don't usually live long enough to claim a mate, and when a male marks a female, it solidifies their relationship, like an engagement, I guess. But when the female marks the male in return, it seals the deal."
Kagome thought fast. "Like marriage?"
He smiled languidly, happy. "Yeah," he replied, folding a leg over both of hers inside the sleeping bag, "just like marriage."
He kissed her then, long and deep, and when he released her for air, he buried his face in her neck, and, licking her mark fervently, whispered, "I love you, Kagome. I've never said that to anyone, not even Kikyou…not even to my Mother."
Kagome doubted this last, but was loath to ruin the moment by pointing it out.
"Mmmm," she purred, taking a fuzzy ear between her teeth, tugging gently, she brought one of his hands to rest over her breast - and her heart - and she replied, "Inuyasha, I love you more than life itself. I would give up everything I've ever worked for if it meant I could be with you forever."
He looked at her. "Really?" he whispered, as if he couldn't believe her words.
She smiled and licked his chin, long and slow, staring into his golden eyes once more, and replied,
"Oh yes, my dog-eared lover. There is nothing in this entire universe that could keep me away from you."
He threw his arms around her neck and kissed her, and she returned his kisses until she was too tired to keep her eyes open. She fell asleep on his warm chest, to the sound of his breathing, her legs tangled in his, completely content, having completely forgotten what it was she had been about to tell him.
Well, shorter than the rest, but hey, I gotta pace myself, I was updating more and faster that I could keep up with, but, hehehe, not anymore! Hahaha! Review, babes, I love to hear from you!