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One Hot and Steamy Moonless Night
InuYasha looked up into his wife's eyes, stormy blue in the lamp light.
Gone were the amber eyes he stared up at her with. In their place were eyes of dark violet, and the sweaty bangs framing her face were black and sticking to his forehead in the summer heat. As he lay on the bedding, his black hair cascaded over the pillow.
Kagome rested a hand lightly on his chest. "Just stay there," she said. "Don't move."
"Enjoying yourself, are you? I thought you said it was too hot," he replied, smiling at her.
"It is," she replied. Delicate fingers parted his sleep kosode. "It's so hot. Aren't you too hot in that?" she said.
A smirk touched his lips. "Getting hotter, if you ask me," he replied.
She licked her lips. "Maybe. If you're good. How hot would you like it?" Bending over she found his throat, let her tongue trail up from his collar bone to the tip of his chin.
He gasped and closed his eyes. "How hot can you make it?" he asked, daring her even as he melted under her touch. His hand, of its own will, found her back, and slowly dropped towards her bottom.
"As hot as you can take it," she said, giving him a wicked grin. Her mouth planted a line of wet, soft kisses towards his navel as her hand moved further down to dance across the inside of his left thigh.
She touched a spot that made him arch up."Damn woman, if you put me into water, there'd be steam rising."
"We'll just have to see about that," she said, rolling on top of him. "I know just the spot to try it out on."
There were no waves of steam. But afterwards, they both decided a dunk in a cold bath was absolutely necessary.