A sudden scent in the air made Inu-Yasha pause for only a second. He grabbed the two toddlers jumping all over him and quickly re-directed their attention to the small yokai beside him.
"Slay the fox demon," he instructed them calmly, dropping them on Shippo and rising to his feet, walking away from the group.
He was anything but calm as he walked towards the forest line forcing himself to take slow careful steps.
Kagome.
His heart pounded. Her scent had come in, barely noticeable in the air but it was one he had been awaiting for three years; It was a scent that was burned into his mind. No sooner had he moved out of sight from the others then Inu-Yasha ran towards the well. What normally would have taken him a few minutes to travel felt like seconds. He was suddenly standing in front of the well, heart racing, the comforting scent he had missed coming from somewhere inside.
Inu-Yasha reached a hand down and was almost shocked as he felt a familiar cool hand grasp it. He pulled, and up came Kagome. She'd come back.
"Inu Yasha," she whispered, "I'm sorry, were you waiting...?" She smiled as she met his eyes, tears welling at the sides.
He stared in disbelief before pulling her close, breathing her in.
"You idiot, what have you been doing all this time?" he asked, his throat feeling tight.
She's really here, he thought, wrapping his arms around her.
Inu-Yasha felt her arms encircle his back as well. He moved his head enough to look down at her. She blinked up at him, cheeks pink with a blush. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers.
"You look different," he whispered.
She said nothing for a moment. He felt her hands clench and unclench behind him.
"You look exactly the same," she breathed.
He pulled her close again, resting his cheek on the top of her head.
And dammit if he could help nuzzle her.
They held each other in silence as Inu-Yasha buried his face in Kagome's raven hair getting his fill of her scent. It was still his Kagome but somehow a little different. It had been three years, after all, since the well had closed keeping them apart. Three years in which he'd come back countless times to this spot, wondering how long he'd have to wait before he'd ever see her again. Wondering who she'd be when she came back, panicked that she may not feel the same way for him.
No. She came back to me, he thought, looking at her face again, bringing a hand to her cheek as if testing if she were real. He looked deep into her brown eyes. Kagome reached for the hand holding her face and smiled brightly at him, tears again threatening to spill over.
"I missed you," her voice broke.
Inu-Yasha felt his heart thumping away in his chest as he stared down at Kagome and then lowered his face for a kiss.
Kagome had not been ready. Her body had straightened instantly with lips inches from hers and again Inu-Yasha wondered if her feelings were not the same. He loosened his grip and made to pull away just as she grabbed a handful of his suikan and pulled him closer.
Bashful lips pressed into his, soft and warm.I have you back, he thought, relieved laughter bursting out of him.
"W-what?" Kagome asked, flushed.
"Nothing," he answered but couldn't keep the grin off his face.
Inu-Yasha startled her as his face suddenly turned into a scowl.
Shippo must have noticed her scent too as he could now sense that everyone was making their way through the forest to this spot. He sighed and tucked her close, once again resting his cheek on her head.
"What's wrong, Inu-Yasha?" she asked, raising her head.
Her breath tickled his neck.
"You're welcome party is on the way," he grumbled.
"Oh," she answered, her shoulders stiffening, "...oh." she buried her face in his chest.
"Kagome?" Inu-Yasha looked down at her as tears began to fall.
Why was she crying?
"D'you...d'you want to go somewhere else?" he asked.
"I just missed everyone so much." Kagome shook her head.
He lifted her chin.
"Don't worry, you're home now, Kagome." he wiped away her tears and gave her another chaste kiss, as he heard the party getting close.
He wished she had asked to be taken somewhere else. He didn't want to share her right now. He wanted to be alone with her. He wanted all her attention on him. He growled.
Everyone else missed her too.
For now, he'd have to share.
"It is her! It's Kagome!" the kitsune's voice carried over to them.
Inu-Yasha took her hand and turned to face the oncoming group. A different smile appeared on her face.
"Kagome!" he heard Sango's half sob as she hurried towards them, careful not to jostle the baby on her back.
"Sango!" Kagome dropped Inu-Yasha's hand and ran to throw her arms around the other woman.
Inu-Yasha watched her shocked expression as she felt the baby on Sango's back.
"Is that a baby?" Her eyes widened in excitement.
She turned to the other approaching figure, Miroku with Shippo on his shoulder and the twins in his arms.
"Kagome!" Shippo cried.
"Kagome!" Miroku called. "It's been too long."
"Miroku! Shippo!" Kagome clasped her hands together and greeted them, her face once again flush with happiness.
Inu-Yasha stepped next to her brushing her shoulder with his. She looked at him with so much warmth and happiness that he felt a grin once again spread over his face.
"Come on! We gotta go see Kaede and show her you're here!" Shippo bounced on Miroku's shoulder.
Kagome smiled and nodded but she stopped as Inu-Yasha made a noise. She turned to face him.
"Er…." He didn't quite know what he wanted to say.
But now they were all looking at him. He quickly looked to the trees and folded his arms.
"Alright, let's go see the old lady." He marched ahead of them.
Kagome ran after him slipping her hand through his folded arms and found his hand once more. Her smile was infectious.
"Inu-Yasha," she said as they walked.
"Hm?" he glanced at her.
"I'm…I'm really happy I'm home," she laughed.
Inu-Yasha gave her hand a squeeze and nodded. He was too but couldn't find the right words.
"…wanted to be alone with her."
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder after all."
"But everyone will want to see her! He can't keep her all to himself!"
"Now, Shippo. We'll need to make sure they can be alone together later."
"Why?"
"They've missed each other."
"But we did too."
"Yes, but he missed her…in a different way."
"What does that mean?"
"Never mind that. They will need time to themselves. Without interruptions."
"What for?"
"….."
"….."
"They need to say hello again properly."
"What are you talking about? Properly? They already said hello."
"I think Inu-Yasha will want to show Kagome just how much he missed her. When a man is apart from his woman for so long, he needs to show her his affection in a physical way."
"Miroku! Don't tell him that."
"Yeah, Miroku!" Inu-Yasha yelled over his shoulder, no longer able to just listen to the three talking to each other.
Either they had forgotten just how well he could hear, or they were teasing him.
"Doggy's mad! Doggy's mad!" the twins laughed.
"What were they saying?" Kagome whispered to him.
"They're talking nonsense," Inu-Yasha grumbled.
"Oh good! They haven't changed!" Kagome laughed.
He had missed that sound so much. He would often think of it, replaying it in his mind but nothing compared to hearing it for real. He watched Kagome at his side and once again thought about taking her somewhere else. He could simply scoop her up and be gone. Three bounds and they would be alone.
"I wonder how Kaede is doing," she mused.
Inu-Yasha huffed quietly. He hoped the group was sincere in their teasing, that they really would give them time to themselves.
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Inu-Yasha was sure there was a scowl on his face but he didn't care. He lay in the corner of Kaede's hut, head resting on his hand, snarling quietly through gritted teeth. The villagers had heard that Kagome was back and had come to welcome her and pay their respects with gifts. There had been a fucking line.
"These are for you, Kagome-sama." the last of the villagers prostrated deeply.
"Please, there's no need!" Kagome touched them on the shoulder.
She had received several bags of rice, several bundles of vegetables, bags of fresh fruit, dried fruits, dried fish, and even a bundle of arrows. As the last of the villagers left, it was time to begin making supper.
"Please use some of these." Kagome offered her gifts to Kaede.
"I will not. You are my guest and those were given to you. You will take them home with you." Kaede declined and busied herself chopping vegetables.
Inu-Yasha sat up at Kaede saying 'home', but Kagome didn't seem to notice. Instead, she offered to help with the cooking.
"Inu-Yasha, please gather more wood for the fire," Kaede said.
Once they were all fed, Inu-Yasha sat with his arms and legs crossed and took a second to look around at everyone gathered in the old miko's house. They were all speaking so loudly, eyes bright and laughter on their lips. Kagome had them all on this high. He felt the small smile tugging at his lips. She was saying something to Rin, Shippo between them looking confused, and they both laughed. He caught her eye and he felt his heart flutter. He smiled at her. She blushed and his smile widened. She looked back at Rin but seemed distracted now.
He watched her as she continued to laugh, picking up bits of the conversation on what she had been up to. He had missed so much with her. He wondered about the difficult things she had to endure on the other side by herself. No, not by herself. Her family had been by her side. They had cared for her and supported her through so much. Now that she was back, he would do anything she needed of him. He would be the one protecting and supporting her. He had once promised her that he would protect her his life, and he meant it. He'd be her family now.
Kagome peeked back at him as she was telling the room about her graduation ceremony and how the piece of paper had allowed her to be free of her exams once and for all. She was the Kagome he remembered; cheerful, kind, and energetic. But he could see the subtle changes in her the more he watched her. There was more confidence in her. Her hair had grown. Her face was a little sharper, yet her shape was a little fuller.
Inu-Yasha became aware that Miroku was staring at him.
"I think it's time these babies went to bed!" Miroku suddenly announced, exchanging a quick look with Sango, "And me too. Early start and all."
Sango yawned loudly, rubbing her eyes, and looked around the room before finding the kitsune on Kagome's lap, "Shippo, would you mind helping us with the twins tonight?"
"You want my help?" Shippo asked, confused.
Sango and Miroku simply stared at the small yokai and Inu-Yasha frowned, closing his eyes to the scene.
They're as subtle as a 200-pound boar demon.
"My it has become late," Kaede grunted as she rose to her feet.
There was a hustle and bustle as everyone else rose. Inu-Yasha fell into his routine of clearing the space and laying out Kaede and Rin's sleeping mats stopping short at unfolding them. They all stood by the door, Kagome holding one of the twins, saying goodnight. When at last she handed Miroku the child and waved them out the door, she seemed confused as she looked back at Kaede and Rin settling themselves to bed in the only two spots available.
"Um," she looked at them, and then to Inu-Yasha, "Where should I sleep?"
Inu-Yasha angrily felt the blush creep across his face.
"Do not forget your gifts, Kagome." Kaede reminded her.
"Um." she began but Inu-Yasha grabbed the bundles, handing her the lighter ones.
"Come on." he jerked his head and headed out the door.
He walked out of the hut. The sun was setting, the sky was orange as it moved further toward the horizon. He heard Kagome's hesitation before she finally said goodnight and followed him.
"Uh, Inu-Yasha," she said once they were a few steps away from Kaede's, "Where are we going?"
His throat felt suddenly dry. He continued to look forward but felt that damn blush on his face again.
"We're going home," he said.
Kagome was silent but continued along just behind him.
She must have had questions. This was a surprise he had been planning for over two years and now that the time had come to spring it, he didn't know how to proceed. The now golden-pink sky was giving way to darkness. That had not been in his plan. He had wanted there to be light so she could take everything in.
He heard her misstep and waited for her to reach his side. He grabbed her hand and was pleasantly rewarded with how easily she took it. He led her down a path that took them just to the edge of the village, heart anxiously beating and stopped as the hut came into view. He looked over at her and wondered how well she could see in the dying light.
"C'mon," he said, guiding her towards it and inside.
Inu-Yasha lay his bundle down and began to build a fire as he waited for Kagome to slip off her shoes and follow him the rest of the way inside. He sparked the wood and the fire crackled to life.
"Do you live here?" she asked, looking around, stepping lightly through the hut.
"Er…kind of." He sat back and folded his arms. "Yeah. It's mine."
The truth was, though this hut was his and he tended to it, he didn't like being there alone. He had built this place for Kagome, it felt strange to stay in it without her. Instead, he hung around Miroku, Sango and Shippo. With Kaede too. He slept near their homes or the well. It had never really been his home without her.
"When- I mean how...?" Kagome looked curiously at the drawers and chests that lined the walls.
"I've been working." he rose and walked over to the chests, "And collecting."
He opened one of the drawers and showed her different pieces of cookware, then opened another that had tools for mending clothing.
"Working?" she said, more to herself, touching the things in the drawers.
"Exorcisms and demon-slaying." he offered.
"Oh," she said thoughtfully.
She continued staring around the modest hut, her eyes landing on what he was the proudest to show her. In the corner was a floral-patterned cloth that was clearly hiding something. He beckoned her over.
"Slaying demons was something I would already be doing so might as well get paid for it," he said, repeating the phrase the way Sango had said it to him.
Kagome nodded but turned to open another chest, finding clothing inside. She ran her hand over the cloth before closing it and opening another drawer.
"Would ya come here already?" Inu-Yasha knew he was being impatient but couldn't help it.
Kagome stifled her laughter and closed the drawer to join him.
"I uh...I got this for you," he said, removing the cloth.
Kagome's eyes sparkled as he revealed the small shiny wooden desk with a polished metal mirror. He had set a hairbrush and toothbrush on the desk, the two things he could recall her valuing from her modern world.
"I love it, Inu-Yasha," she said, gently touching the handle of the hairbrush, "You got this for me?" her voice wavered.
She was crying again. It wasn't the reaction he was expecting at all. Kagome laughed through her tears.
"I'm sorry I've been so emotional today." she wiped her face.
"Keh, you've been through a lot," Inu-Yasha mused, folding the cloth haphazardly and dropping it on the desk.
"It really means a lot to me. Thank you for giving me something so special, Inu-Yasha." Kagome smiled at him, lashes still wet.
Inu-Yasha scratched his head and looked away from her face, suddenly embarrassed over his sentimentality but he knew she would like it. He had thought hard about what he could do to make her feel at ease in this hut.
"You used stuff like this on the other side. I wanted it to feel like home. I knew you'd need something like it when you came back. I tried-" he was cut off as she closed the distance between them and kissed him.
She gently pulled away. Inu-Yasha was too shocked to do anything but admire her eyes.
"I'm sorry I took so long to come back," she whispered, "I'm sorry I made you wait."
Inu-Yasha grabbed her hand and pulled her forward, meeting her lips again. But you did come back. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her firmly.
"Kagome." he kissed her cheek and then the tip of her ear, "I don't want to be apart from you again."
"Never." She agreed, pulling him in equally as tight.
As the fire crackled warmly, and with Kagome in his arms, Inu-Yasha strained to listen for any sounds that might mean the group was around, spying or planning a trick. Nothing. They were alone now. His heart skipped a beat and began to race.
"Were you...lonely?" Kagome asked him, her breath once again tickling his throat.
He nuzzled the top of her and carefully squeezed her.
"I thought about you every night," she said softly, her hands gripping his back.
"Yeah?"
"Did you...?"
"All the time." he slowly stroked her hair.
Kagome gave a contented sigh and snuggled against him. She was so warm. His fingers fanned out on her back and Inu-Yasha was again reminded that she had changed in the smallest ways. He ran his hand from one shoulder to the other, and then down her waist and up again. Small changes. He felt Kagome's pulse increase then too. She shivered.
"Are you cold?" he asked while already lifting her and bringing her closer to the fire.
He removed the Testusaiga from his waistband and sat, keeping her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her so the sleeves of his suikan draped over her legs, "Better?"
She didn't respond but looked up at him.
"Kagome?" Inu-Yasha brushed her hair away from her face.
Her lips parted as though she were about to say something, but remained silent, blinking at him. He was suddenly startled by how much this resembled his daydreaming; The two of them alone, sitting by the fire, faces inches apart, waiting...
Waiting for what? His daydreams always involved a lot of things he had not done before. Just fantasy. He flexed his fingers and squeezed her shoulder. This was very much reality. A lot of the things he had planned in his mind had not happened the way he thought they would. She opened her mouth to say something again. He waited but instead, she gave a nervous laugh and hid her face with her hand in his neck.
"What is it?" he asked.
"We're alone now," she said quietly, still hiding.
"Do you mind being alone with me?" He wondered aloud.
The fire popped loudly.
He hated how it sounded. He sounded vulnerable. It almost grated at his ears.
Kagome touched the hand on her shoulder. He met her eyes and she looked concerned.
"W-what?" she asked, "Why would I ever mind being alone with you?"
Inu-Yasha could suddenly think of a million reasons but kept his mouth shut and averted her gaze. Kagome sat a little straighter on his lap, the wiggle of her hips suddenly waking something in him – a warmth in his belly.
"I've thought of nothing else but being alone with you for the past three years, Inu-Yasha!" she gasped at her outburst and raised her hands as she turned a deep red, "What I mean is that I always imagined it just the two of us." she halted, "Saying hello."
Inu-Yasha snorted thinking of what Miroku had said. Kagome lowered her hands and planted her feet, still a little pink, and tugged at his hair.
"I don't mind being alone with you in the slightest."
"Hey!" He grabbed her hands and tried to make her release his hair.
Kagome suddenly slipped further into his lap, tipping backwards. Inu-Yasha moved quickly cushioning her head before it hit the wooden floor. He looked down at her wide-eyed expression. Something about Kagome changed, he noticed her scent had become much more alluring, her stare amorous. The warmth in his belly bloomed again, spreading throughout his body but concentrating in his groin. Inu-Yasha held his breath, he had begun to feel aroused.
"Er..." he wasn't sure whether to move her off his lap or sit her up.
He didn't have to choose as Kagome pulled him down and captured his mouth.
Oh, this is bad. Inu-Yasha thought as he couldn't help but hungrily kiss her back. His mind raced as he thought he should pull back but another part not wanting to, sank into it. It was indescribable what he was feeling right then, better than his dreams, heavenly sweet and intimate. He unfolded his legs, upper body pressing against hers, shuddering as their legs tangled together. Her hand combed through his hair and gently touched his ear with her thumb.
"Kagome," he whispered into her lips.
Her scent was now becoming intoxicating, surrounding his senses. He wrapped his arm under her shoulders and crushed her against him, inhaling slowly and placing a kiss on her neck. He was momentarily self-conscious wondering if she felt his growing length as it moved against her thigh. If she did, she said nothing. His fangs grazed her skin and he suddenly had the urge to take a bite but placed another kiss instead, and another.
"Inu-Yasha," she gasped softly, hand brushing against his cheek.
He held her hand to his face, kissing it tenderly. He led a trail of kisses down her arm, This woman. He kissed her throat and moved toward the other shoulder pulling her clothes slightly to expose and kiss the skin beneath. Kagome gave a soft moan that made him rumble in approval. He wanted to hear it again, kissing the skin under her collarbone and nipping before he could stop himself. She gave a sharp gasp and Inu-Yasha tasted the tiniest bead of blood.
"Shit," he cursed, licking it away and kissing the spot, "I didn't mean it."
"I'm ok," she breathed.
Inu-Yasha looked at the pinprick of blood that had welled up again and dabbed it away with his sleeve, "You're ok?"
"I might be more ok if we weren't on the bare floor," she suggested sheepishly.
Inu-Yasha sat Kagome up and cursed again as he tore himself away from her to grab their bedding from one of the chests. He laid it near the fire and then thought to add another two logs.
"I'll be right back," he said quickly as he went outside.
There was a rain barrel set on the side of the hut and Inu-Yasha rushed over, opening the lid and splashing his face. Get a hold of yourself, he ordered. He needed his head clear and not caught up in his fantasies or he would get carried away. And don't fucking bite, he snarled, splashing himself again. Inu-Yasha took a deep breath, replaced the lid, and returned inside. Kagome had unrolled the bedding, folded the top of the blanket, and was seated. He was startled by how relieved he felt to see her, reassured that she was, in fact, here. She had removed her sweater and was examining her collarbone. It had not continued to bleed.
"See, I'm fine," she reassured him, smiling and holding out her hand.
Inu-Yasha took it and let her lead him to sit next to her. He brushed his thumb over the faint mark and bit the inside of his lip.
"I told you, I'm ok." Kagome stilled his hand, covering it with her own.
Her scent was filling his head again and making it hard to concentrate. She moved in close and timidly kissed him. Kagome squeaked as Inu-Yasha returned it a little more roughly than he had intended to but remained in his arms as he eased up.
Be careful, she's a human, he reminded himself. He had to watch it, he didn't want to hurt her. She's a fragile human, he kept repeating as she parted her lips slightly. Inu-Yasha took the invitation with a groan and found her tongue with his own. She's amazing, he thought, lowering himself back onto the mat, and pulling Kagome atop by her waist. If he wanted to keep his head, she may have more control by being on top. The small noises she was making, however, were driving him wild. His hands twitched at her sides as he longed to let them roam but not sure he could trust himself to be gentle. Even just her weight against him felt magical. There was no denying his arousal now as Kagome straddled his leg, her eyes lingering slightly but instead of saying anything, he felt her hand pulling open his suikan, reaching for the undershirt as she gave him butterfly-soft kisses.
"Wait," he gasped, grabbing her wrist.
She did and for a moment they both lay there breathless. Was this actually about to happen? He released his grip on her but she did not release the fabric.
"Kagome, fuck, wait…I'm not…" he trailed off, lost in her eyes and scent.
What was he trying to say? She searched his eyes and waited for him patiently. He had to clench his hands and jaw to keep from grabbing at her.
"Kagome, I've never done this," he said, "I-I need a second to control myself."
Her hips moved ever so slightly and as though proving his point, Inu-Yasha's hands ran up her thighs. He summoned every ounce of willpower as he caressed her backside but couldn't stop his body's response of rolling his hips, pressing his member against her thigh, feeling blissful friction. She gave a little gasp and Inu-Yasha felt the warmth inside him transform into a kind of beast that roared at him to take her as she adjusted to sit up. Her skin was so soft.
Kagome began undoing his suikan once more, tugging at the undershirt. When enough of the fabric was loose, she lightly ran her hand along his chest. Inu-Yasha sighed as she draped herself over him.
"I've never done this either," she said quietly, stroking his chest, "But I've thought about it a lot."
He squeezed his eyes shut and held control of his body, "A-are you sure?" he swallowed painfully, "You're sure you want to do this…with me?"
He winced as his voice sounded weak again. He held his breath, trying not to move as she sat up. When he opened his eyes, she was pulling her shirt over her head, then working on the small white fabric that held her breasts. Inu-Yasha couldn't hide the whimper that escaped him as she pulled her arms behind her back and undid the clasp.
"I'm sure, Inu-Yasha," she said, looking shy as the bra slid down her arms.
Inu-Yasha was stunned, staring up at the vision before him. He slipped the rest of the way out of his suikan, tossing the shirts aside, and reached for her, pulling her tightly against his body, feeling the warmth of her skin against his own, a blistering heat that he welcomed wholeheartedly. The haze of her scent surrounded him again and nothing else existed apart from Kagome. She felt so soft as he ran his hands over her body. Nothing had ever tasted as sweet as she did as he trailed kisses down her chest, cupping one of her breasts, planting kisses over her nipple, tongue lingering, swirling over the nub. Kagome inhaled sharply and arched into him.
This all paled in comparison to his fantasies, he thought as he turned his attention to her other breast. Nothing could have prepared him for this electric feeling that was threatening to take over.
This is real, he thought, teeth catching and releasing supple skin, savouring every sensation as his demanding hands travelled over her. She's a fragile human, his mantra repeated, relaxing his hands but feeling his hips move, his leg rising against the heat between her legs. He buried his face in her chest with a quiet groan.
"Inu-Yasha," Kagome panted softly, kissing the tip of his ear.
He shuddered and kept his arms wrapped around her, holding the two of them still but she placed her hands on his shoulders and lifted herself away from him. Inu-Yasha gave a half-growl that turned into a whine. He gripped the bedding as she began to remove her skirt and underwear as well. She then knelt next to him, still seeming shy, looking away. He stared in awe at her beauty, drunk on her scent.
"Now you," she said, her blush returning.
His hands suddenly felt clumsy as he pulled at the ties of his hakama, unable to look away from Kagome's form. He hooked his thumbs on his fundoshi and removed everything at once, laying back braced on his elbow, revealing his erect member.
Kagome's shy stare had his blood roaring, calling for her.
"Can I…touch you?" she asked.
Inu-Yasha blinked at her but nodded. Kagome leaned forward and slowly wandered her hand over his chest again, lightly brushing his nipples making him twitch. She seemed to like this and touched them once more before running her hands down over his abdomen, pausing before going any lower. He felt his claws stab into the wood beneath him as he gripped the bedding and let out a slow breath. Her eyes met his as she slowly wrapped her hand around his penis.
"Kagome," his voice growled as her fingers curled into a tight grip.
He shut his eyes as she gave him a small jerk. None of his fantasies prepared him for this. It had always been him touching her. He had never given thought to what she may do to him. Her hand loosened.
"Look at me," she breathed.
Inu-Yasha opened his eyes searching for her own in his daze. Her beauty struck him again. Her eyes were filled with a desire that may have mirrored his own. She seemed to tremble as she took hold of his member again and slowly stroked it. She was watching his face intently and he felt his face burn with a warm yearning that flowed through him, a moan escaping his throat. He brought her near, his hand on the small of her back and kissed every inch of skin he could reach as she continued. Every stroke was a pulse of pleasure. Inu-Yasha lay back, pulling her with him and found Kagome's lips once more, probing for her tongue and panting as she quickened her motion.
"Wait, s-slow down." he gasped.
Kagome listened. Her hand felt divine, but he wanted more, he needed more. He felt like a wild animal within him was threatening to break free of his control. Kagome again began to quicken her stroke but moved her fingers just to the end of his shaft, focusing on the head. His hand ran down her back and over her rear, caressing every inch as he went. Her touch was electrifying. He already felt he was nearing his peak, his breath getting heavy.
"Kagome-," he panted. "I- wait-."
He squeezed her as she urgently stroked him. He moved his hips against her hand, thighs tight, thoughts incoherent as he strained upwards. He moaned again, hips jerking until he was quivering and cumming over her hand and onto his belly. He lay there panting, at her mercy, unable to do much else.
Kagome stirred first, letting go of his member, sitting up and looking around the hut.
"Do you have any cloths? Or a towel?" she asked.
"In the far chest," he answered breathlessly, letting go of her arm.
He watched her get up and find what she needed, walking back over, and giving him a cloth for himself. He cleaned up, ruefully feeling bashful. He looked up at Kagome, eyes travelling up her slender legs and suddenly noticed fresh raised scratches on her thighs and hips.
You're not being careful enough. He scolded himself. She was so fragile.
Kagome looked down at him and then at her legs.
"Oh," she laughed, "I'm ok."
Inu-Yasha reached up for her hand and tugged her down to lie next to him. He looked her over closely.
"It's not ok," he whispered, running a hand over the marks he had made.
Shame now scorched his face. I hurt her. He hugged her tight, distressed that he could wound the person he most wanted to protect in a desire-filled haze. Kagome wiggled in close. She was so warm, her breath still heavy with want and that alluring scent was still thick in the air.
What could he do though? He was suddenly afraid of his strength. Even when he thought he was holding back he had left little marks all over her. He was suddenly filled with a strange sense of pride that his mate would be exclusively his. More shame washed over him at that, holding her tighter. He tenderly stroked her back, feeling like a fool. Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck, sighing as she pressed herself against him, settling into the snuggle.
Inu-Yasha was painfully aware of her arousal, her scent very seductive. She still wanted him. He kissed her lightly on her forehead and she raised her lips to his, open and sweet, inviting him again. He growled, already more need clouding his thoughts.
He carefully held her, all too conscious of the danger he posed. Kagome moved into his touch, leg raising over his own and pulled herself closer still. Her kiss was very hungry now, tongue playing with his own, catching her lip on his fang which provoked a small moan from her. The sound made him tremble once more. He couldn't resist pulling her hips against his. She reached for his hand, twining her fingers around his then slowly guiding his palm to the entrance of her core. He brushed against the patch of curls between her legs, fingers instantly wet with contact. He broke their kiss, panting.
"Wait, wait, wait. Fuck, Kagome. I need to be careful," he said gruffly, the greedy beast in him urging him on.
Kagome nodded squeezing his hand tight, lightly kissing him.
"I trust you," she murmured against his mouth.
Her words sent a heady chill up and down his spine. He rolled her onto her back, careful not to crush her with his weight. She guided his finger past her warm drenched folds and inside her. She moaned, chipping away at his self-control. Her hands gripped his shoulders as he carefully slid deeper inside. He kissed her neck, licking where he once again had the urge to bite. He moved his hand slowly, feeling her slick warmth and the small tremble of her legs. Inu-Yasha looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him.
"Look at me," he chuckled in a husky voice, understanding how she had felt.
Kagome opened her eyes as he gently rubbed in and out of her. Her eyes found him but continued losing focus. He slid another finger inside, making her mouth open in a voiceless gasp as his fingers explored inside her. Her eyes began to fill with tears. Inu-Yasha stopped moving but Kagome wrapped her arms around him and raised her hip against his hand.
"Am I hurting you?" he asked carefully, still holding on to some of his control.
"No," she gasped, kissing his cheek, "No, it feels good."
Content that he was providing pleasure over pain, Inu-Yasha continued his motions, enjoying the way she moved against him and how rosy she was becoming. He slid his thumb over the nub of her clit, surprising both with her gasping moan. He kissed her as he rubbed her again, holding her pelvis down as she bucked against him, trying to be careful with his claws. His heart was pounding once again. His need was coming back as he delved inside her once more.
"Inu-Yasha," Kagome panted, hand reaching down to push his fingers in as far as they could go and placing his thumb beside her clit.
She raised her hips and rolled against his thumb, gasping every time. Inu-Yasha's ache grew with every breath, grinding his hips against her thigh bringing his staff back to full length. He stroked his fingers out and felt a different texture at his fingertips. He rubbed it and Kagome gave an unexpected erotic groan. The sound made Inu-Yasha feel defenseless. Her voice had so much power over him. He brushed it again and Kagome cried out, squeezing her legs tightly around his hand. He felt a growl of satisfaction rumble in his chest as he persisted. She was now dripping wet, chest heaving as she gasped for air. His want was ready to take over.
"Mm... more," she gasped, kissing his neck.
He pulled away slightly to look down at her, stroking this new pleasure zone, watching the way her whole body reacted.
"No, I need…" she gasped, halting his hand.
Inu-Yasha stopped what he was doing, brushing away sweat-soaked hair from her face. She kissed him with fervour before continuing.
"I've missed you so much, Inu-Yasha," she admitted, voice barely a whisper but he hung on every word, "I dreamt of you for so long," Her voice was thick with emotion and pleasure.
Kagome rocked against his hand, "Please," she almost pleaded, reaching down and touching his cock.
His breath caught as her fingers caressed the tip of his hard member. He hissed as she kissed his neck and nipped at him with her teeth. He carefully withdrew his fingers and lay atop her, kissing her passionately. He had also dreamt of nothing else but her and a moment like this. He shifted until he was between her legs, the tip of his member gently balanced against her soft and wet inner lips. He stared into her lovely brown eyes, feeling exposed and feverish. This was where he'd anchor his life, to this person, to this heart.
Inu-Yasha lowered his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent, tasting her skin and pressed his hips forward. They both gasped and moaned as he sheathed himself completely inside of her. It was bliss, it was comfort, and it felt so damn good. But Kagome whimpered.
"Just wait," she mewled, brows knit together.
For a tortuous minute, Inu-Yasha did not move, focused on Kagome's signal. When she moved her hips, she gasped.
"Kagome," he struggled with his tenuous hold on self-control but kissed her temple and whispered, "We can stop."
He wouldn't be able to stand it if she were in discomfort. She shook her head, moving her hips again, exhaling heavily, "I just need another second."
"As long as you need." he caressed her face.
She kissed his thumb and pulsed her hips. The tension was leaving her face. She licked her lips and then kissed him once more. Inu-Yasha settled onto her, still careful not to move his hips as she unsteadily shifted against him, but it was proving difficult not to do. Kagome pulled her hips away and he began to remove himself.
"No," she panted, pulling him and raising her hips.
Inu-Yasha grunted in his effort to keep still, agony mixed with searing pleasure.
"I want you," she breathed, pushing against him, spearing herself on his manhood.
"Fuck." Inu-Yasha gasped.
She reached and grabbed the sides of his head, stroking his cheeks. He could lose himself in her eyes and never want to be free. He shuddered as she grazed her lips across his own and then caught his bottom lip with her teeth.
"I love you," Kagome whispered.
His hold snapped. She loves me, his heart skipped as he gave a light thrust, She came back to me. He thrust again, groaning softly. His senses were on high alert, hyper-aware of hot slippery skin against hot rigid skin, catching every pant and sigh as he sunk into her, her scent the only thing that mattered. He deepened his thrust slowly, enjoying the sensation along his whole length, marvelling over her warmth and his intense desire to stay this way forever. Her arms encircled him, reaching up over his shoulders, raising her hips to meet his, grinding against him as he thrust again. He kissed her, tongues in an endless battle to taste the other, hot gasping breaths seeming to synch. Inu-Yasha felt as if he were melting into her, yet somehow still not close enough. He reached down and gripped Kagome's thigh, gently pulling it aside, his thrust becoming more intense as he buried himself deep. She was so delicate yet powerful, his need for her was exhilarating. And she's mine. He thought with a vigorous thrust.
"Yours." Kagome answered him, "You're mine." she moaned.
He realized he'd said the words out loud. I'm hers. She is mine, he thought, a deep satisfied growl rumbling through him. He plunged, lips and tongue at her neck, She loves me. He clutched her leg in his hand, pushing it a bit more, searching for a way to get deeper, She is mine. She loves me. Teeth grazed her shoulder; tongue ran across her collarbone.
Kagome cried out, the taste of blood and her voice startling him but rather than push him away, she pulled him tighter.
"Don't stop." she stammered.
Mine. Was the thought left in his mind as he licked her wound, kissing it as the bleeding once again stopped on its own. Yours. His heart felt full, holding this beautiful being, getting his fill of her, reaching deep within, exploring her in ways he had only imagined. He would never get enough of Kagome. He would always need her. And now he had truly left his mark; It was his and she would be the only one to ever bear it. He pressed into her, holding her thigh a little wider as he thrust earnestly. Three years of waiting suddenly seemed worth it. They kissed, heart again full knowing that everything they had gone through, all the pain, all the violence, all the sorrow, was worth it as at last, they were here.
"Kagome," he whispered on her mouth, and she opened her beautiful eyes to look back at him, "I love you."
A blush appeared on her already-flushed cheeks, and he felt a smile on her lips.
"S-say it again." she sighed against him.
"I love you, Kagome," he said, kissing her, wanting her to feel how much he meant it.
Kagome whimpered as his speed increased. He let go of her leg and held her breast, enjoying the feel of her soft skin, thumb and fingers worrying over the nipple. Her legs wrapped around him. He found her hand, drawing it up above her head, lacing his fingers with her as he moved within her. Her breathing was faster. How is this woman all mine? He thought, hips now jarring Kagome, sweat trickling down his temples and neck. Her breath hitched, arching her back as she held him with her other arm.
"I-I-Inu...Yasha!" she gasped.
"Kagome," he growled in her ear, hips pounding.
Her legs gripped him tighter, restricting how far he could pull out, and she writhed against him, hands squeezing tight. He gave her another kiss and let go of her hand, withdrawing from her and sat up on his knees. Her whimper made him throb as he adjusted to pull her hips up towards him. She looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. One hand on her hip and the other on his cock, he guided himself back in, fascinated at the hot sensation that surrounded him anew. Now with both hands on her hips, Inu-Yasha began to thrust once more.
Kagome panted loudly, one hand on her mouth, the other touching his thigh. He swore as his pace picked up, new angle making her moan his name wildly. He urgently clutched her hips bringing them to meet his thrust. He closed his eyes, vision blurry with exquisite pleasure.
"Inu-Yasha! Oh-!" Kagome panted. "I'm-! I'm-! I-!"
He felt a slight clench and tug from within her and she was suddenly very wet. Her gasps sounded close to sobs, warm liquid trickling down as he continued to pound his hips against her, her hand gripping his thigh tightly. Inu-Yasha growled, feeling his climax close. He lay over her, thrusting repeatedly.
"I love you." He murmured running his lips against her neck, "I need you, Kagome. I love you."
And then he was over the edge, sweet ecstasy coursing through him as he throbbed, grunting and panting as he thrust two more times, cheek pressed against her as he released inside her. He held her tightly, both breathing heavily, exhausted, and intertwined. He flexed his hips twice more, an insatiable feeling telling his tired body it needed more. He groaned softly, spent. He kissed her cheek, lovingly caressing her face. Kagome turned her face to kiss his lips sleepily. He rose to his elbows, breathless.
"Stay with me," she whispered against his neck.
Inu-Yasha relaxed against her and they continued to catch their breath. He was captivated by the scent of her hair, feeling so comfortable lying with her like this. Kagome gave him a delicate kiss on his neck, then his shoulder, and then his neck again.
"I love you so much, Inu-Yasha," she whispered between pecks.
He shivered, running his hands over her body.
"You better stop that," he murmured nuzzling her ear, "Unless you want to go again."
He felt his appendage twitch and was in no doubt she felt it too as he was still inside her. Kagome made a sound.
"Not yet," She breathed.
The fire next to them popped as it had started to die down. The silence of just their breathing was the most comforting thing he could imagine. He had missed everything about this woman. Inu-Yasha rumbled with satisfaction.
"Hmm?" she hummed sleepily.
"Thinking about how it used to be," he whispered.
"Mhm?" she responded.
"Listening to the fire and the sound of your breathing." Inu-Yasha took a deep breath "I missed that."
Her soft snore made him chuckle and she opened her eyes. He kissed her gently and raised himself. Kagome protested but he carefully slid out with a groan.
"Let's clean up." he nudged her nose with his own, slowly sitting up and retrieving the cloth they had used to wipe up.
Once they had cleaned themselves, Inu-Yasha wrapped her in his undershirt and threw another log on the fire. He climbed into the bedding behind Kagome, instantly slipping his arms around her and holding her against him.
"Inu-Yasha," Kagome laughed quietly, "You're squeezing me too tight." she touched his arm.
Inu-Yasha closed his eyes and hid in her soft raven hair.
"I don't want to lose you again," he said softly.
Kagome was silent and leaned into him.
"I promise I'll be by your side," He whispered in her hair, "I'll always protect you and be here when you need me." He continued, finding her ear and kissing it lightly, "As long as you want me, my heart is yours. I'll be here."
Kagome kissed and rubbed his arm, "Then we'll be together for a long time."
"Oh yeah?" he murmured.
"Yes." she sighed, relaxing.
He liked the sound of that and nipped at her ear. She gave a sleepy sound in response and then her breathing slowed and evened out letting him know she had fallen asleep once more. Inu-Yasha sighed again, heart full and content. Here he was, lying with Kagome, finally. The most precious person in the whole world was in his tight grip. He'd once been afraid the Shikon no Tama had taken her away from him but still would have waited till the end of his days for her.
She's here now, he thought, comforted by her presence in his arms, Kagome's come back to me. He smiled before succumbing to sleep.
TTTTT
Inu-Yasha woke with a start from his wonderful dream in the dark hut, grey, in the morning light. He remembered he was supposed to be leaving with Miroku today, tracking news of a demon that needed to be handled. He blinked at the ceiling, confusion over waking up inside as he hardly ever slept in there. And then he remembered yesterday had not been a dream. He looked to his side and saw Kagome was curled there, sleeping peacefully. Inu-Yasha rolled toward her, wrapping an arm around her, in no hurry to get up. The hut was silent. He rubbed his thumb over her shoulder and wondered if Kagome would want to come with them. He stared at her sleeping face thoughtfully. She may want to stay behind with Sango. He'd have to ask her when she woke. Her face looked so serene. He thought about all the other things he wanted to ask her and all the things he wanted to tell her. He'd spent many nights thinking about their reunion. He chuckled to himself, nothing had gone the way he had planned.
He moved closer under the blanket and noticed the undershirt she was wearing had opened, revealing her. He slid his hand down her arm and closed it for her, the backs of his fingers grazing her breasts, an aching need already growing within him.
"Mm...Yasha," Kagome groaned sleepily.
He blushed, placing his hand on her waist. Kagome stretched lazily into him, nestling.
"You're still here," she mumbled; eyes still closed.
"Keh, of course I am," he replied.
Kagome opened her eyes in surprise. She splayed her fingers on his chest and looked at him then reached up, fingertips grazing his jaw, lightly touching his cheek and then his lips. He caught a finger gently with his teeth then kissed the rest that passed by.
"I'm still here," she barely breathed.
"Are you...ok?" he asked, squeezing her.
She nodded, a small smile slowly reaching her eyes, pressing herself against his chest, "I'm more than ok, Inu-Yasha," she sighed.
"Good," He chuckled smelling the top of her head, pulling her waist closer.
They lay together, gently nuzzling, enjoying the peace they had for a few minutes longer before Inu-Yasha heard someone coming up the path that would lead to their hut.
"We should get dressed," he murmured, embracing her tightly, "We're going to have a guest soon."
Kagome yawned and sat up, removing his undershirt, baring herself in the morning light, and looking around for her discarded clothes. She looked up as a growl of longing rumbled out of him. She smiled covering herself with the blanket, but Inu-Yasha pounced.
"Is-isn't someone coming?" she gasped as he brazenly ran his tongue over her nipple.
"They'll have to wait," he growled, kissing it.
"Inu-Yasha!" she half laughed, half moaned, pulling his head away from her chest.
He grinned and ran his hand down to her thighs, touching her mound. Her fingers curled in his hair as he made delicate contact with her clit. He continued his attention to her breasts, then kissed a trail down to her stomach, ready to try another of his fantasies. She moaned as he kissed and took a gentle love bite of her thigh but suddenly sat up as his tongue licked at her entrance.
"No!" she shouted at him, his ears flattening.
Kagome's face was red with embarrassment as she frantically looked for her clothes.
Inu-Yasha sat back on his heels, blanket on his lap hiding his erection, and wondered what he had done wrong. Kagome pulled her shirt over her head and glanced at him, face still very flush and paused. She finished dressing and sat down next to him handing him his clothes.
"I-uh..." she stammered, not looking him in the eye, covering her face with her hands and seeming to force her words out, "I need to have a proper bath before we do something like that."
Inu-Yasha nodded slowly.
"Ok." he kissed and patted her head.
He stood and dressed as Kagome tidied. He took a deep breath and shook his head at himself. Of all the things he had prepared in their home to help Kagome be comfortable, he couldn't believe he'd forgotten about her baths. He came up behind her as she tucked away the bedding and wrapped her in a hug.
"We won't do anything you don't want to do," he told her, "And I'll get you a bath."
"Good morning!" Miroku called, letting himself into the hut.
He gave the hut a quick scan before beaming at them.
"Oi, couldn't you have waited to be invited in?" Inu-Yasha snapped.
"My apologies, Inu-Yasha. Kagome." Miroku bowed his head, looking contrite, "I was lost in thought over the details of our job."
"Yeah right," Inu-Yasha muttered.
"Job?" Kagome touched Inu-Yasha's arm and looked up at him.
He gave her another squeeze and then released her from his grasp as he went to retrieve the Tetsusaiga from where it lay against the wall.
"Me and Miroku are following rumours of a wild demon terrorizing some villages East of here. We're-ah, we're supposed to leave now and be back tomorrow." Inu-Yasha slipped Tetsusaiga in place and stood next to her, "Do you want to come with us?" he took her hand and laced his fingers with hers.
Kagome shook her head, "I think I'll stay here with Sango. See how I can help here."
Inu-Yasha nodded in agreement, secretly relieved that she wouldn't be in harm's way so soon.
"I'm sorry to take Inu-Yasha away when you've only just arrived, Kagome. I wish I could stay with Sango and my children for a little longer but our duty calls," Miroku lamented.
They both followed Miroku out of the hut who stood facing the path, his back purposefully to them. Inu-Yasha pulled Kagome back, bringing her a few steps closer.
"I'm sorry I have to go so soon," he whispered to her.
"I understand. I'll be waiting for you." Kagome smiled.
Inu-Yasha smiled back and gave her a hug and a slow kiss on the lips. Her smile grew as she stayed in his arms.
"I love you, Inu-Yasha," she whispered before letting go.
He stepped towards Miroku, who looked over at him with the most lecherous smile he'd seen in a long time. He punched the other man on the shoulder.
"Let's go," he said.
Miroku winced but smiled at him.
"Be careful, you two!" Kagome called out to them.
He looked back at her and waved his hand once, folding his arms as he walked away.
"Come home soon!" She called again.
Inu-Yasha felt himself practically vibrate as his heart filled with emotion. He'd be coming home to her soon. Wherever he went, he'd always find a way to come back to her. That was his promise to himself and her, always.
"Well, well. You look so happy, Inu-Yasha." Miroku smiled slyly at him.
Inu-Yasha furrowed his brows and shot the monk an angry look.
"Shut up," he snapped.
"Are you not happy?" Miroku teased.
"One more word out of you, monk, I swear-" Inu-Yasha menaced.
"Ok, ok, ok!" Miroku threw his hands up in defeat, "You look really happy, and I just haven't seen that in quite some time."
"Keh. Whatever." They continued walking.
Inu-Yasha tried to keep the scowl on his face but it quickly dissolved as he thought about Kagome. He would be seeing her again. It was only for a day and then he'd be back. When this business was done, he'd be going home to Kagome. To his Kagome. She'd be waiting for him. Excitement ran through him as he thought about what their future held. He was finally looking forward to returning to the hut. To their home. He felt the corners of his lips curl, Mine, and hers.
The End.