The Princess and the Hanyou

By: Byrde13

Author's Note: Obviously, if you couldn't tell from the end of the last chapter, this one will have a lemon in it. So, anyone under the legal age-whatever it may be from your country-move along. Don't read it. Blah blah blah. On with the show.

Chapter 5: A Sneaky Wench

At first, he went to go see Sesshomaru. Since her first and only meeting with the inu youkai-which was very quiet and consisted of her slurping her soup, wiping her mouth with her sleeve, belching, and playing with her hair-Kagome hadn't heard very much about him. Apparently, he finally found his equal in a stubborn human girl. And, even after knowing that his elder half-brother despised their relationship, Inuyasha went to him to see what he knew about the Higurashis. He knew a lot.
The Higurashis had actually been planning on having Kagome and Naraku meet again for a while, seeing as how he was the last Prince that was available and hadn't yet been spoiled by the rude Princess. So, the hanyou pulled a favor. Declare war on Osaka, and make sure that Prince Naraku wouldn't go anywhere near his Kagome for several months.
"Sesshomaru is at war with Naraku?" Golden eyes stared into brown, a black eyebrow raised.
"You didn't know?"
"I didn't care." Really?
"Aren't you supposed to be the next Queen of Tokyo?" A very Inuyasha-like smirk pulled at her lips.
"Not unless I'm married." Good point.
"Yeah, Sesshomaru has actually wanted a good reason to take over Osaka, so I gave him one." Another black brow is raised, except, this time, it's on a fair face. "Naraku has been smuggling slaves from the Main Land, and inu-youkai do not accept that." Only one more reason to love him. "Anyway, after he agreed, I went to my father's kingdom to ask for his blessing and my share of the inheritance." Of course, it was given to him. Even if he wasn't allowed to be a Prince, yet, he was allowed money and love. So, giving his blessing and his share, Inu-no-Taisho sent him on his way. And, next on his way, was the blacksmith, Totosai, and the flea youkai, Myoga. He needed something made, and it had to be fast and perfect. Of course, when asked what he had made, Inuyasha informed Kagome that it was a wedding present, and it would spoil the surprise if he told her what it was. It would be ready within the next month, which would be perfect. Sesshomaru's forces were already closing in on Osaka, and even part of Inu-no-Taisho's guard were keeping a vigilant eye on any of his friends from other kingdoms, which were few and far between. The wolf clan of the Eastern Kingdom admitted to a conspiracy with Naraku, and had willingly put their tails between their legs, giving away all information.

"Naraku had wanted you all for himself, for some reason, so he was going to have part of the wolf clan kidnap you and force you to him." A growl surrounded the area. "Sick bastard trying to take what's mine." A giggle brought him out of his dark thoughts of tearing into the evil Prince, causing him to pick up where he left off, right after sharing a warm kiss between them.

"So, you're not actually Prince Inuyasha?" Right, he had a story to get back to.

"Well, no. Hanyou's aren't allowed to be a part of the Kingdom in that way. It was decided that long ago any hanyou born to a Kingdom should be cast out, made to live on their own, unless they become only one of their halves." An angry flash crossed over the Princess's eyes.

"What the hell gives them the right to do that? You didn't ask to be a hanyou. And it's not even a bad thing. It shows the greatest love in all things. A joining of two races. It should be celebrated, not 'cast out'." Clawed hands grasped her arms as she kept ranting, love shinning in the depths of his eyes. Oh, yes, he definitely had a keeper.

"It's ok. I have an answer to that, as well." She waited with bated breath. Did he find a loophole? "I think your jewel can actually turn me human or youkai." Human or youkai? Human or youkai. As in, not hanyou? As in, not Inuyasha?

"What are you saying?" Of course she would be confused. Who wouldn't be? He was speaking gibberish, obviously, because what she heard couldn't possibly be what he meant.

"Well, I'd choose human, of course. No need to go through all of this again with any children we had. Plus, I wouldn't want to accidentally hurt you." He was still speaking gibberish.

"I'm still not understanding. What do you mean human?" How was she not getting this?

"Your jewel has the power to grant one wish. I can become a human, take up my birthright, marry you properly, and we can be together. We can unite our Kingdoms. We can be happy together. Your parents will accept me. I won't be a disgrace," and this is where she stoped him with her fingers on his lips.

"You are not a disgrace. You are Inuyasha. You are a hanyou, and I don't give a damn about Kingdoms and ruling and my parent's permission about whom to love. I don't want you as a human, because that is not who you are. I fell in love with a hanyou, and that is who I am going to marry." She was perfect in all ways. She didn't just love him, she accepted him as who he was. But, it would not bring her happiness, and he told her just that. "You stupid jerk. All I need is you to be happy." And she meant it. They were back to kissing and teething and tongues and hands and heat and love. And it was beautiful. Like they had known each other their entire lives. They were made for each other.

"You won't become queen."

"They have Sota." It was so much to think about. She was willing to give up her birthright, a kingdom, for him. A hanyou with barely anything. How the hell did he deserve her? But, she wasn't going to let him think like that. A promise was a promise, after all, and it had been so long since she had seen his cocky, sexy self. She wanted to bring it out of him again.

Grabbing both of his ears in her hands and rubbing them just so, she distracted him enough to raise up and straddle his legs, resting her crotch on his groin and kissing him like her life depended on it. Well, that just about sobered him up. Growling, Inuyasha took ahold of the straps to her gown and lowered them enough to let the thin, silky garment pool at her waist and bearing her upper body to his gaze. Fuck, she was even more beautiful than he thought. Her breasts were perfectly round with dark pink nipples, hardening with the cooler air they were exposed to. Well, he'd just have to warm them up.

Kagome gasped when she felt two warm hands knead her breasts, testing their weight and occasionally teasing her nipples. She had never felt anything like this before, and already it was becoming too much. His mouth was devouring her neck, leaving marks for all to see. Her hips ground into the bulge in his pants, and she was sure it wasn't the large knot at the front. She felt wanton and on fire. Her head thrown back, her hands grasping the front of his coat, she rubbed her heat into him as his mouth found one of her pebbled nipples. Oh. How could someone feel all of this at once?

He could barely take this. He still had all of his clothes on, her gown was pooled just under her belly button, and her hips were going wild on his hard phallus. So, taking a split second to decide, he swiftly gathered her safely in his arms, and gently jumped down to the soft grass below, laying her under his heated body while simultaneously taking her silky cloth off. But, that wasn't enough for the soon-to-be-ex-Princess. She wanted him just as naked as she, and she was going to get her way.

Pulling her lips away from his, Kagome grasped the flaps of his crimson top and roughly pulled it open, bearing his muscular chest to her hungry gaze. He was still wearing her beads, and she took a moment to let the warmth of love fill her before she started her own teasing of his body. Her teeth pulled at the flesh just under his necklace, making the hanyou shudder, his face lifting and hips giving light thrusts to her naked womanhood. She was going to be the death of him. She pulled both shirts down his arms, letting him slip his hands through the openings, before flinging them somewhere in the distance, giving a coy smile to her hanyou. Oh, she was going to get it now.

Before she could start at the tie to his pants, Inuyasha crawled down her body, giving his own smirk as he trailed his hands, and then tongue, down her body to her secret place. It was time to be a little more gentle with her. He laid on his stomach completely, bending her legs and pulling them open so he could get an even look at her. She wasn't shy about it, much. Of course she blushed, she didn't know what to expect. But, she trusted Inuyasha, and knew that he was going to take care of her. His hot breath on her made her tingle, and then she felt a knuckle brush up against her lips. Not even she had touched herself there.

He was in heaven. She smelled amazing, and he wanted to first bring her pleasure with his fingers, and then with his lips and tongue. That, he could barely wait for. But, he knew it could be too much for her virgin body, not that he wasn't one too-she was just more sheltered than he- so he flicked her sensitive little nub, then pushed a finger deep inside of her moist cavern after tearing the tip of his nail off with his teeth, loving the sound of her gasp and moan. He definitely wanted to be hearing that for the rest of his life. A strong pull from her body had him breaking his mind from future thoughts, and a grin pulled at his lips. His little bitch was needing him. Not wanting to torture her tonight, he began thrusting his finger inside her tight sheath, and then inserted another, stretching her for later. But, he couldn't take the smell and the sight and the sounds of her moans any more. He had to taste.

So, without faltering in his finger fucking, he leaned forward and sucked her little nub into his mouth. She exploded, and he drank her fluids. She was almost ready, and he felt like he was about to burst inside his pants from her once again. She was breathing hard as he leaned above her again, dipping his head down and invading her mouth with his coated tongue. He wanted her to taste what had just made him almost lose himself. And Kagome loved it. She threaded her fingers through his hair and pushed him into her more, pressing her naked breasts into his chest and rubbing her aching nipples against him. Fuck, where'd she learn all this?

Taking the hint, he unknotted his pants, and pushed them down his legs, releasing his hard member for her to look upon. And look his little Princess did. He was much larger than the fingers he had just had inside her, but, still, she trusted him, and knew he was going to make her feel wonderful again. The hanyou lined himself against her virgin womanhood, and slid in, nuzzling her neck and whispering the most erotic things in her ear to get her to relax. It seemed to work, until he got to her barrier and pushed forward, not wanting her to think too much about it and have her clinch up more.

It hurt, at first. She had heard stories, of course. Sometimes it hurt really bad, and other times it was just a small pinch. It just depended on the person. Of course, at the time, she didn't really understand what they were talking about, but now she knew. She gave a small whimper, and he stayed as still as he could. She felt wonderful around him. Hot and wet and so tight. So perfect. Inuyasha was gasping for breath. But, damn it, he was an inu hanyou, and he was going to bring his woman pleasure before he took his own.

Kagome wrapped her legs around his hips, and he took that as his go ahead to start. Well, she thought he was going to be just as slow as when he had first entered her. She was wrong. He thrust into her hard and fast, angling up, and she couldn't help the scream that escaped her, or her nails from biting into his back. And all he did was go harder and faster.

"Oh, God, Inuyasha." His name felt magical to his ears. He wanted her to say it again and again.

"Fuck, 'gome, say my name." And she did. She sang it brokenly, she sobbed it, she whispered and shouted, and even said something in another language. Knowing how close he was to breaking, he reached down and pinched the little nub hidden within her folds, listening to her keen his name as she came around this manhood, sucking him dry as he howled her name in release.

And, after wards, as they basked in the glow of their lovemaking, he held her close and made some promises of his own. To never leave her like that again, to always love her, to make sure that she would forever be his, and that he would take care of her, no matter what.