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Songs used in this chapter:
(1) – Glass of Whiskey — Sara Diamond
(2) – Long Shot — Transviolet
(3) – Heavenly — Cigarettes After Sex
(4) – Claire de Lune — Flight Facilities ft. Christine Hoberg
(5) – I Don't Wanna Live Forever — Sara Farell & Simon Samaeng (cover of Taylor Swift & Zain Malik)
(6) – I Really Want to Stay at Your House — Mik, Samuel Kim (cover of Rosa Walton & Hallie Coggins)
The night had somehow gotten even colder as they exited the building, which Kagome didn't think was even possible. Inuyasha noticed that her coat wasn't anywhere near thick enough for the harsher weather, and gave her his instead, which she took appreciatively and put it on before they left.
They breezed past the paparazzi who took a few photos as they walked down the steps, not stalling at all with them the same way they had when Kagome first came in. Inuyasha kept a hand on her back, guiding her easily down the stairs, the pair ignoring the world around them. They were down by the curb and into a cab within a minute. When the driver asked for their destination, the coy pair just gave each other a heated stare, as if communicating non-verbally their intentions for the evening. Inuyasha gave him the address and they were on their way.
The ride was quiet, serenely so. Kagome was leaning into Inuyasha's side, her head resting in the crook of his neck and her eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the peaceful moment. His arm wrapped around her shoulder, letting his hand gently stroke her arm in what felt like a way to keep her warm from the bitter cold. But she wasn't cold. If anything, she was on fire.
Within fifteen minutes, they were at the shop, and the driver looked back over his seat, double checking that this was the correct address. Inuyasha answered in the affirmative, giving him an extra tip before he exited the car, holding the door open for Kagome and offering her a hand so she could get out easier with her heels on.
"Always a gentleman," she said with a smirk, reminded of when he first drove her home to the conservatory that night after she first saw him perform. It had felt like such a long time ago, but even then, she remembered how gentle his touch was and how his actions always seemed to say more than he could in the moment.
Inuyasha pushed the door closed as he escorted her towards the back of the shop. He replied jokingly, "Shhh, the whole neighborhood will hear you. Can't have you ruining the image I've built for myself."
She giggled as he unlocked the garage door, sliding it up enough to let her in before shutting and relocking it, "And what image is that exactly?"
He chided back, playfully, "A good fer nothin' half-demon who's always lookin' for trouble."
She stopped just before the stairs, throwing him a look over her shoulder. He shrugged off her look as he followed her up the steps.
He opened his apartment for her, letting her walk through first before shutting the door behind them, the loud and vibrating thud of the heavy door fitting into place in its frame and echoing in the large lofted apartment. She had always felt welcome in his place, so he didn't feel the need to say anything about making herself comfortable. But it had been a while, and Kagome suddenly felt the overwhelming space around her, and began to look for something occupy herself so as not appear self-conscious.
In her head, she wondered if maybe she was getting her hopes up too high. She chose to not get ahead of herself, and just let the night take them where it may. She removed his larger coat and delicately laid it on the back of the couch, and placed her purse on the kitchen island.
Inuyasha had made quick work of getting his suit jacket off — clearly it had been irritating him — and unbuttoned the cuffs and top two buttons of his button-down shirt. He hadn't meant anything by the action, but Kagome couldn't help but watch as he did so, using one of the island chairs to hold herself up as she leaned on it. There was something about the way he adjusted his clothing that made Kagome watch, transfixed by his movements, like they were a once in a lifetime comet you could see in the sky for only a few moments.
A shiver ran up her spine, and she wrapped her arms around herself to stave off the chill as she realized that his apartment didn't seem to have any heat going. She casually mentioned it, "It's colder than usual in here."
Inuyasha quickly realized and sighed, "Oh shit. That's on me. The heater's been broken for a while, but I've never felt a need to get it fixed 'cause I've never minded the cold."
Kagome nodded, "It's okay. I can just use the blanket."
"Just give me a minute, and I can get a fire going," Inuyasha interrupted, moving towards the fireplace that Kagome had never seen him use before. He started to work on getting it lit, and Kagome decided to make herself useful in the meantime.
She easily pulled out her phone and started up the bluetooth speaker he kept in his apartment. She'd already had the device paired from before, and the room felt like it needed something to fill the air (1).
Once she'd set a playlist, she placed her phone down and asked somewhat casually as she moved around the island and into the kitchen, "Do you want anything?"
Inuyasha called back, "A drink would be great."
She opened his cabinet, finding a familiar bottle of wine and reached for it before she heard him ask, "How much have you had tonight?"
He knew she didn't smell strongly of alcohol, but he wanted to be sure he wasn't potentially adding fuel to a fire.
She laughed, "Not enough to have a hangover, that's for sure. Just that one glass of champagne and another drink when I first got there."
"Good." He finished up with the fire, which was already looking quite big, and it immediately started to have an effect on the overall atmosphere in the apartment, adding a warm glow that mixed with the moonlight streaming in from the large windows.
Kagome placed some glasses on the island and began pouring the wine into each. Inuyasha walked over, noticing same bottle of wine he'd given her as her housewarming gift, hoping she hadn't developed a distaste for it since she got hammered off it. "This still good with you?"
She nodded, "Yup," as she took glass and handing it to him before taking her own, as well as a seat on the island chair, her dress exposing her long legs as her slit came down over them, which she was pretty sure Inuyasha watched with his own sense of appreciation.
She held her glass with both hands, watching his own heated eyes rake over her body, before holding it up to him, "Happy new year, Inuyasha."
His eyes softened, a light smirk growing on his lips, as he replied, "Happy new year, Kagome," before lightly tapping their glasses together in a short ring and taking a sip of the delicious vino.
As she set her glass down, Inuyasha watched her movements before he asked, "Hey, can I ask you something?"
Kagome's attention was drawn back to him as he leaned against the island, fiddling with his glass in his hands, "Of course."
"That night… when I found you drunk in your apartment…"
Kagome could already feel her stomach doing flips remembering that night, "What about it?"
"Do you… remember what happened?" he asked tentatively. He wondered if it was smart on his part to even ask her this, but for his own sake, he wanted to know, "It's just 'cause… that song earlier. I'm guessin' you wrote those lyrics, and… it got me thinkin'."
Kagome's back straightened a little at his question, thinking back on her performance earlier in the night. She took a breath in, rolling her a head a little to the side nonchalantly, "I remember bits of it. I remember… putting on my Dad's favorite record… I remember crying a lot. I remember… the storm and feeling so lost and afraid, now that he's gone…"
Inuyasha let her continue at her own pace, placing his glass on the counter, his attention solely focused on her.
She looked off into the middle distance, trying to recall, "I remember… seeing the color of your eyes, and your hair. I remember you giving me something to drink, and… I remember you holding me, and telling me to breathe when I cried. I remember you telling me… that you wish you could protect me from the pain."
That was what he'd been hoping for, "So… do you remember… that kiss?"
Kagome nodded, and Inuyasha swore he thought his heart stopped for a second, "I honestly thought I had dreamt it. I thought, maybe I was hallucinating. I'd never been that wasted before, and I had no idea if it was my imagination or if it was real. So... when I woke up the next morning and you were there… I didn't want you to think I'd fantasized about… kissing you. I asked, and you said nothing happened."
Inuyasha's ears slumped down at her admission. He wished he's said something sooner now, "I'm sorry for lying. I didn't mean to make you question yourself. I just didn't want to complicate things, not with everything you'd been through."
She shook her head, reaching her hand to his to soothe his worry, looking up at him with a sympathetic look in her eyes, "I understand why you did it. You don't have to apologize."
"Still…" he started, but Kagome quickly cut him off.
"What's happened happened, Inuyasha. We can't change things, but… hopefully, we can move past them. Start over." (2)
His demeanor changed and he moved a little closer to her, raising his hand to her cheek to brush her hair away from her face as he asked in a serious, but still light tone, "We seem to do that a lot, don't we? Start over?"
Kagome gave him a puzzled look before remembering the first show she went to of theirs; when he'd asked her if they could start over. She giggled at the memory," Yeah, seems to be a trend with us."
Inuyasha smirked back at her before letting his attention move to somewhere else in the room, contemplating his next question, "Kagome…"
She took another sip of her wine while giving a nod, letting him know she was listening. His eyes met hers once more, and her movements stilled under his piercing stare.
"Are you sure want this? I mean… to get involved with me?"
Kagome took a moment to register what he was asking her, sensing the meaning in his tone, "I…"
She thought about it for a second but answered with a sense of assuredness, "I do but… there's something I need to ask you. Something that's been on my mind for the past month."
"Anything," he replied, his voice almost sounding desperate.
Her face grew more resolved as she turned to face Inuyasha more directly, standing from her chair as she looked up at him. With a hopeful look in her eye as she blinked up at him, she asked bluntly, "When you look at me… do you see her?"
Her voice held no malice or venom. It wasn't bitter or angry. But it was pointed and direct.
Did he still see Kikyo when he looked at Kagome?
That's what she was asking him.
No one wanted to be compared to a past lover, and given how closely the two women resembled each other, Kagome must have wondered if he only felt an attraction towards her because of it, thinking that maybe… he could potentially reignite that same kind of relationship by replacing Kikyo with Kagome.
But he never felt that way. He never saw Kagome as a substitute for Kikyo.
He started to feel an affection for Kagome because she made him feel wanted. She made him feel alive. He never gave much thought to his future, assuming he'd never have much of one. But she made him believe that life was worth living again. She wanted him to live a life that was true to himself, and it made him want to be a better man for it. She made him feel like he could be enough for someone… for her.
Inuyasha straightened his posture, mirroring Kagome's as he took both his hands, and held the sides of her face between them like she was the most precious thing in the world, because to him, she was. His hands were so warm on her cheek, and with her undivided attention on him, her deep blue eyes staring up at him in anticipation, he answered.
"You told me before… that if I was half-demon, demon, or human, it didn't matter, because I am who I am, and that was all that was important to you."
Kagome's eyes darted back and forth between his, her breath seizing in her chest.
"I only see you. You're Kagome, and there is no one else like you."
He could feel Kagome's body release a shudder as she let out a sob of relief. She must've been terrified of what his response could've been.
It was in that moment that Inuyasha promised himself that he'd never lie to her again. He never wanted to hurt her. She'd already been through too much… they both had. And right now, they just needed to feel loved.
Inuyasha laced his fingers into her silky, wavy hair and around the back of her neck as he leaned down and pulled her close. Kagome went willingly, craning her neck upward as she pressed herself into his body, meeting his lips with her own, a culmination of months of unresolved tension and desire for each other finally boiling over.
Kagome's hands made their way up and over his chest, her hands loosely fisting into the fabric of his shirt as she leaned more into his hold. Their lips danced against one another in gentle touches, like they were both unsure if this was real. Kagome's skin tingled, like a leg that had fallen asleep and just had its blood circulation restored. Every nerve of her body was on pin and needles, and it was wholly new and exciting.
Her breath caught in her throat, letting out a small gasp for air against Inuyasha's lips as she felt his hands migrating over her body, each spot bringing forth new shiver up her spine. While she remembered how he'd held her before, this time felt different. Last time, there were still so many questions and uncertainties; so many unresolved feeling and thoughts. Now, everything felt so much clearer, like there was a lit path they both knew they were wandering along together.
Kagome made a daring proposition by swiping her tongue coyly against his lips, which elicited a low rumble from deep within his chest that reverberated through her. She wondered if perhaps it had been a bad move until she was soon greeted with the exhilarating feeling of his tongue against hers, and she felt so impossibly warm from the gesture.
She moaned against him as she became aware of that familiar stirring that grew between her thighs, one that was, for once, a welcome sensation. With each move of his hands over her skin, as light and gentle as they were, he sent a trail of electricity through her body, and she couldn't control the sounds that started to bubble in her throat. (3)
The smell of her intense arousal would've been enough to put Inuyasha over the edge alone. Damn, it really had been a long time since he'd been with anyone this way, and even then, his experience was… limited, to say the least. He was acting like he was virgin all over again.
But the sounds she made when he brushed his hands over her exposed back, he was certain he'd never heard anything as soft and as beautiful in his lifetime. Her moans were almost song-like. They had a melody to them. A rhythm unlike anything else in the natural world. Had he provoked that reaction from her?
He could feel her hands start to move a bit more against his chest, feeling her attempting to unbutton his shirt, like if she didn't do it soon, she'd lose the chance of ever doing this again.
Inuyasha took a moment to languidly retreat his lips from hers, pressing light pecks against her lips and cheeks as he started to say in a husky, lower register, "There's no need to rush things."
He watched as Kagome's eyes almost snapped to focus on his, a worried look hitting him instantly as they started shifting back and forth between his, as if searching for reassurance. She asked with a worried sound in her whisper, "I'm sorry. Was it something I did?"
Inuyasha quickly shook his head, "No, no, nothing's wrong. But… we can take as long as we need to, Kagome. We can move as fast or as slow as you want."
Her body physically relaxed before she stammered, though he was unsure if it was from relief or nerves, "I-I was worried. T-This is… my first time and all…"
That… was news to Inuyasha.
He never realized she was so new to all of this. Sure, he knew she didn't date much, but with all the attention she would get from men, he assumed she must've had some kind of experience. However, knowing that this was her first time… it gave Inuyasha pause.
Inuyasha pulled his hands back up to her cheeks as he spoke, making sure she heard him, "We don't have to do anything you don't want to, Kagome. We could sit on couch and watch a movie, or order some food, or just talk… It wouldn't matter to me so long as you're good. I just… I don't want you to potentially regret making a decision like this so quickly."
Kagome's hands slowly pulled away from his chest, smoothing them instead over his forearms and up to his wrists that still held her cheeks. Her eyes shifted back between his golden embers, a look on her face he couldn't quite pin down, before she said, "I've never regretted anything when it came to you, Inuyasha."
His heart swelled.
He could feel Kagome's hands lightly squeeze on his wrists, as if pleading him to not let this pause continue. He obliged and slowly resumed his lips place against hers.
Their pace was slow and even; almost rhythmic. Like they were moving to an imaginary metronome keeping time. Their hands explored, made mental maps and images of the way the other felt, committing it to memory.
Kagome felt Inuyasha lightly tug on her, his hand smoothed over the satin fabric of her cinched waist before migrating to the back of her dress and slowly pulling on her zipper, barely making as sound as he went.
Kagome's hot skin, combined with the steadily warming air of the apartment and the satiny fabric of her dress slowly falling away from her, sent goosebumps across her complexion. The muted sound of the fabric pooling around her feet felt like a million miles away. Their focus was solely enraptured in one another.
She started to unbutton his shirt, the same way she'd seen him do a dozen times before. It was one thing to watch him adjust his clothing; it was a whole other thing to do it herself.
As she slowly pulled each button through its hole, Inuyasha shifted his affections further down, kissing along her cheek to her neck, allowing those sensual sounds of hers that had previously been muffled by his lips to really start echoing in his ears. He swore he would never get sick of hearing those sounds. It was his new addiction.
Kagome pulled the ends of his shirt from the waist of his pants once every last button had been freed, and dragged her hands up and over his abdomen to his shoulders to push the cotton fabric off of his frame, feeling every flexed and relaxed muscle as she went. His hands fell to the side for a moment, to allow her to pull the clothing off his arms, and he was immediately overcome with need to touch her once more, like there were magnets within his hands being drawn back to her.
His hands smoothed over her neck, back, stomach, and thighs, absolutely mesmerized by the softness of her skin, and Kagome returned the affection in kind. Her own hands explored the muscles she'd long since dreamed about, and reveled in the strength and power that laid beneath her fingertips.
With a few soft pecks, they both pulled away for a moment, letting them catch their breaths and still holding one another. They took a moment to drink it all in, and absorb each other's beauty.
Kagome's hands were firmly wrapped around Inuyasha's waist, her form pressed up against his, but she couldn't tear herself away from his gaze as he stared down at her with a look that she was sure that, if she ever saw him drunk, it would look the same. Eyes half-lidded and a silly dopey grin — it was adorable.
He was drunk on something alright, but it wasn't alcohol. It was her essence, her very being. She'd let him see her in all her beauty and grace, hold her this way, and never flinched away from his touch.
He raised his hand to brush some of the hair that had matted to her cheek, "You're so beautiful, Kagome," it slipped out before he could stop himself. But the joy that spread on her face when he spoke it, left him feeling no regrets for saying it.
"I could say the same thing about you," she replied in a whisper before leaning her head forward and placing a kiss on his chest before resting her cheek over his heart.
There a beat of silence, the two nuzzled against one another, enjoying the feeling of being held so intimately. For Inuyasha, as he took an almost shuddering breath, pressed a kiss to the crown of her head before resting his cheek against her hair. (4)
He never thought he could ever feel this way for someone again, nor did he think he would ever have the chance to feel so physically close with someone again. It was like being deprived of nourishing, life-giving water for almost a decade, and just realizing once you had a taste of it, just how much you needed it and had been starved of it.
He'd long tried to ignore that pang of thirst; convincing himself he didn't need it. That he could go without.
He'd been delusional.
The feel of Kagome's body against his own, holding each other like they were the only things that mattered in the world; it nearly brought him to tears. He eventually managed to push down that shaky feeling and steeling his resolve, instead wanting to refocus his attentions on the gorgeous woman before him. His hand came up to the back of her head, urging her to look up at him.
He moved swiftly, raking his hands over her form, while she moved hers to the front of his pants, as they feathered kisses over each other shoulders, necks and chests. The sound of his belt buckle hitting the hardwood floor only egged them both onward, their gentle movements from before soon turning to more fervent presses for more. Inuyasha played with the edges of her underwear, the only piece of clothing left on her frame, just as she'd managed to unzip his pants, starting to pull them and his briefs off in one motion. Between rush of adrenaline and panted breaths, Kagome stepped out of her heels, her underwear left behind with them, as Inuyasha quickly did the same with practiced ease. They moved in tandem, their bodies now fully engulfed in the moonlight from the night sky pouring through the large paned windows.
Kagome initially didn't dare to look down, almost feeling a little embarrassed for wanting to see him and what he'd think of her if she were caught checking him out.
She leaned into his chest, a little giggle on her throat.
Inuyasha whispered playfully, "What's so funny?"
"I feel stupid," she answered honestly, "I feel like I shouldn't be looking at you. Like I'm a pervert for wanting to see."
It boosted his ego to know she wanted to look. He could smell her nervousness, but it was laced with excitement… the good kind.
"You're always welcome to look," he replied, taking a small step back so they could both just get the awkwardness of being naked together out of their systems, "C'mon, you can look, Kagome."
Kagome took a second to let her gaze fall on his body, but she wasn't disappointed when it did. Her cheeks flushed a bright red, taking in every dip and ridge and curve of his body as a glow of moonlight bathed him from behind. He really did look as amazing all over as the small glances she'd gotten of him had teased. How was it fair that someone looked as gorgeous as he did? He was ethereal — godlike.
Inuyasha held her hands to the side, and she only just realized that he was doing the same as she was. His expression was practically a light with a fire in them, and just as his stare had done many times before, she could feel it across her skin. With each glance, she ignited.
His thumbs were brushing over the backs of her hands as he stepped in close again, lowering their hands to the sides as he pulled her eyes to focus on his, which she was absolutely mesmerized by. Kagome took a sharp inhale when she realized what he was doing, suddenly turning her around so that her back was firm against his chest, and she was locked within his embrace, holding her tight to him, feeling the heat of his breath against her cheek, as well as the surge of arousal that hit her in a thunderous wave when she left the very real length of Inuyasha's member pressed against her backside.
A soft gasp turned to a grateful moan from her lips was her only response as she felt Inuyasha's hands move over the planes of her body once more, massaging and kneading her in ways she'd never experienced before. Her hands immediately tried to grab hold of something when she felt his teeth drag over her shoulder and neck, leaving small love bites and pacifying swipes of his tongue in their wake.
Kagome didn't know what to do with herself but to let the pleasure that was racing through her system take over. Her hips jerked backwards instinctively when she felt his hands wandering over them, pressing into him even more than she already was. His hands and mouth were intoxicating to her senses, and soon, she had a whole other reason to moan, "Inuyashaaa…"
Her hands held onto his forearms in fear that if she weren't holding onto something, she'd lose her mind. A low growl from her lover vibrated through her as his fingers started moving over her most sensitive places and once he'd found what he was looking for, Kagome couldn't stop the keening moans that sprang forth.
She released a string of euphoric sounds, only pushing Inuyasha further. His other hand massaged her breast, teasing at her increasingly hardening nipples between his fingers while his lips grazed up her neck before he took her earlobe between his teeth.
She was so sensitive to his touch and already dripping with desire. Inuyasha was drunk off their high. The perfume of her arousal, the taste of her skin, and the music of her rapturous delight were enough to satisfy him almost completely… Almost.
Her nails started to drag over his arms, as if reaching for something… begging for something, "Inuyasha…. Please… I ca— I can't…"
Her legs began to shake beneath her as she threw her head back against his shoulder and her body bowing away from his, her moans growing more intense and almost desperate. Inuyasha didn't relent as he secured his arm around her waist to steady her while his other hand increased its speed and pressure.
Kagome's hips started to buck against him, rubbing her backside along his length and Inuyasha had to do his best to not lose his shit right then and there as he groaned in her ear.
That sent her over the edge. With her nails digging into his arms and her head pushed hard into his shoulder, Kagome let out a strangled, airy moan as she seized and shuddered against him, her body reveling at finally releasing the knot that had been pulling at her insides.
Had Inuyasha not been holding her, she was sure she would have collapsed to the ground in a puddle of goo. She'd never experienced anything like that before.
Inuyasha's hand slipped away from her core as she came down from her ecstasy, gently massaging circles over her thigh and stomach to help her regain her senses. They gently swayed together, the rhythm of the music playing faintly in the background lulling them both into a state of serenity. He eventually trailed his hand up to her chin, directing her to look his way. He kissed her along her lips, her jaw and her cheek before humming in a quiet rumble in her ear, "You doin' okay?"
She giggled at the question, feeling a sudden excited shiver across her skin at the depths of his timbre, "Like I've died and my soul has left my body."
Inuyasha could feel her body quiver with his body wrapped so closely around her, "You wanna sit by the fire for a bit? Warm up a little?"
Her nod was so small, but confirmed his question as she pulled forward a little, taking him with her as they made their way to sit by the fireplace. Inuyasha quickly swiped their glasses from the counter as well, letting them both finish the wine they'd started but had quickly forgotten about once they were all they could focus on.
She'd gotten herself arranged on the floor, her body now slightly covered by a plush and soft blanket he kept on his couch, and the carpeting providing a soft buffer between them and the cold, hard floor. An extra pillow or too and they were swimming in a sea of softness and heat, provided by both the fire and their passion.
Inuyasha sat himself behind her, offering her glass to her while getting settled. Her look of satisfaction against the glow of the flames and the light sheen of perspiration that now glazed over her form absolutely entranced him. She was stunning in the serenity of her orgasm, and he looked forward to seeing her looking this way more often.
Kagome leaned back into his chest as they quietly just admired one another for a second, taking a sip of their wine. She commented softly, "You really know your way around a woman with your hands."
He smirked handsomely, "I'll take that as a compliment."
She giggled, turning her head to kiss his cheek, "You absolutely should."
Inuyasha kissed her shoulder, making his way back up the column of her neck and across her jaw, letting the moment sit while he just enjoyed being with her this way.
Kagome started to feel a little braver, setting down her wine glass as she turned more fully in his embrace to kiss him properly, her hands steadied on his shoulders. With a small push, Inuyasha was soon on his back, a pillow cradling his head as Kagome laid on top of him while they made out. She slowly moved her legs to either side of his hips, the position feeling more comfortable, especially as his hands started to work their magic again. He smoothed them across her back and over her hips and thighs, before taking hold of her more securely, and grinding himself against her teasingly, eliciting the exact response he'd hoped for.
The moan echoed across the apartment as Kagome broke away from him for a moment, leaning her head between his shoulder and jaw, trying to center herself again, "You're awful."
He chuckled, rolling his hips once more against hers, but she knew better now, instead meeting his movements with her own. She pressed herself more thoroughly against him, feeling him slide effortless between her soaked folds.
Inuyasha groaned at the motion, feeling like he was starting to go a little cross-eyed, "Fuuuck…"
Kagome sat up and away from him, her nudity on full display as she sat over his lower half. Inuyasha, taking panted breaths, could only be mesmerized by her as she smiled the more endearing way he'd ever seen. He'd kill for her if it meant she would always smile like that for him.
"I hate to ask and break the mood, but do you have… you know?" she started to ask demurely, but Inuyasha knew immediately what she was referring to.
"Yeah… In the top drawer, right there," he pointed at the dresser just behind him, and Kagome quickly stepped away with the blanket wrapped around her to check the drawer.
Inuyasha laid there motionless on the floor, trying his best to rein himself in, and to not get too ahead of himself. He was so hard for her, almost to the point of pain, but he wasn't going to rush this.
Kagome returned, the blankets still around her as she sat back down beside him, and offered him the small packet she'd hoped he had, "Did you buy those recently?"
Inuyasha took the packet, tearing it open easily, "What makes you think that?"
She shrugged casually, "Well… after last time, you didn't have anything…"
He scoffed at her answer, "Two things; one: we weren't at my apartment the last time this happened, and two: yes, because I sure as hell wasn't gonna let it be the only reason to stop us again."
Kagome laughed before teasing lightheartedly, "What made you so sure you were ever gonna have that chance again?"
Inuyasha quickly snatched her by her waist, pulling her back over him and earning an adorable squeak of surprise from her before kissing her again, breaking only to say, "I wasn't, but if I just so happened to be the luckiest sonovabitch on the planet to get that chance again, I wanted to be prepared."
There was that smile again, before her lips pressed back to into his. Inuyasha soon took hold of her, flipping her so she was now on her back and underneath him, never breaking himself away from her. He sat between the apex of her thighs, his tongue laving sweetly at her lips before trailing downward, not leaving an inch of her skin unloved by his hands or mouth. Her gentle gasps and groans of pleasure caused her to arch back when Inuyasha eventually settled against her folds.
She flushed intensely, her heartbeat racing in her chest as she realized that this was really happening, "Inuyasha…"
He leaned up a little, crawling back over her body to kiss her jaw and neck comfortingly, "If you need me to stop, just say the word. It shouldn't hurt too much, but I'll go slow… okay?" (5)
She nodded, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, holding onto him tightly, as she whispered, "I trust you."
She trusted him… it still baffled him, that this woman let him within five feet of her. But here he was, nestled against her in the most intimate of ways, and she trusted him.
Inuyasha steadied himself, moving his hand between them to align against her, using the evidence of her arousal to lubricate himself and slide easily along her sex. She shivered at the sensation when she felt the tip of him pressing against her and slowly but surely, felt the length of him slip into her.
She let out a long, low moan as he slowly pushed to reach further and further into her depths, eventually reaching as far as he could go. Inuyasha kissed and loved at her neck and shoulder, soothing her as best he could through the discomfort, while trying to not simultaneously burst from his own pleasure.
'God, she feels amazing!' he moaned inwardly. It was better than he ever imagined he could ever feel with another person. Maybe it was the years of abstinence, or she was just so tight around him, but he nearly felt himself break at just feeling connected to someone like this. It was almost overwhelming for him.
Kagome soon adjusted, her body more than willing to stretch and move around him. But when he didn't move, she quietly asked, "Inuyasha?"
He quickly pulled himself together, realizing where he was, and pulled himself up to look at her face, her eyes inquisitively probing his, "You okay?"
"Yeah," he answered with a slight huff in his breath but a silly grin on his face, "Yeah, I'm great."
She smiled up at him, taking a hand and cradling his cheek, brushing her thumb over his skin as she pulled him down for another kiss. She started to feel his hips move slowly back and forth, feeling him withdraw before filling her once more, and the stronger his movements, the harder she found it to focus on anything but that wonderful sensation of their bodies being joined together over and over again. It was so wholly unlike anything she'd ever felt before.
Kagome broke their kiss as Inuyasha's hips started to have a little more snap to them, hitting her in places she didn't even know existed. Her head was thrown back against the pillow, a low and powerful moan escaping her throat and her fingernails digging into his shoulders as Inuyasha didn't miss a beat. He continued his steadily growing pace, his lips finding home along her cheek and shoulder. His ears twitched eagerly with each gasping, warm breath she tried to take, only to have the wind knocked from her again.
"Inuyashaaaa…" dear god — the sound of his name on her breathy lips — it was enough drive him wild with desire.
Kagome's back arched against the floor, her hands desperately finding a hold on Inuyasha like she'd be lost without him there to keep her steady. She could feel that same tension as before building inside of her, the friction with each passing stroke winding her up higher and higher, her limbs shaking almost violently at the power surging through her.
Inuyasha could feel her muscles contracting all around him, pulsing intensely as he could feel her orgasm approaching. He almost snarled as he sat up a little higher, his arms taking hold of her thigh and around her waist, pushing them both up as high as they could before reaching their crescendo and falling back to Earth.
With panting breaths and nearly inaudible moans, the two lovers came together, their lips fervently finding one another as they passed their names back and forth between long and lingering kisses.
Their pace slowed, though not stopping completely, but just enough to draw out their bliss. Kagome, while between breaths, took the moment to smooth her hands over his back and up his neck. She asked teasingly, "Can I…?"
Inuyasha felt her fingers dance along the edges of his ponytail, tempting to loosen his hair from the small piece of elastic. He chuckled, breathing heavily, "You can do whatever you want."
She giggled lightly before tenderly running her hands through his hair, and pulling the elastic down with an ease that even surprised him. Time almost seemed to stop I that instant — his hair cascaded around them, leaving them cut off from the rest of the world. Kagome ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp, lightly scratching and massaging him in a way meant to be soothing. Inuyasha practically melted against her delicate touch.
Kagome giggled a little as he lowered himself into her body once more, leaning into her calming touch, eventually leaning his head down on her chest and nuzzling up on her breasts while she continued to show him affection, "I like your hair down like this."
He didn't really answer her, too far gone in her touches to even be aware of what she was talking about. All he knew is, if it meant she'd touch him like this all the time, he'd let her do whatever she wanted with his hair.
The stride they'd set was slow. It wasn't some of the wild sex Kagome had seen once upon a time in a porno, or the way Sango had described some of her sexual escapades with Miroku.
Their hands gently trailed across each other's dewy skin as they rocked against one another, living to just be in this moment together. This felt like true connection. This was love making.
After a few more minutes of basking in their afterglow, Inuyasha slowly started to pull himself up and off Kagome, looking like he'd just woken up from a long, restful nap. His eyes were half-lidded when they found Kagome's own sapphire eyes staring back with their own sultry look; satisfied and glowing with radiance.
"C'mon," his voice was sultry and low, almost rough from over use.
She nodded back, but instead of him getting up like she expected him to do, Kagome was startled when his arm came around her waist and pulled her body up with him as he got to his own feet. She squeaked in surprised, grasping onto his shoulders, but soon realizing that he didn't even needed his full strength in his one arm to hold her. But he did hold onto her preciously — one arm securely around her waist, and the other holding her thigh around his hips.
Her naked and sex-exhausted body, pressed right up against his, and even as he started to walk them over towards his bed — which was only a few feet away — Kagome couldn't help but find herself wanting him all over again. Her lips feverishly found his, their giggles at their current situation muffled by the sweet kisses before Kagome felt Inuyasha's knee come up to rest on the edge of the bed.
How he managed to climb them both over the bed without ever breaking away from her kiss she'd never fully understand, but she was now swallowed by the duvet she'd once wondered how soft it would be to sleep in, and realized she never wanted to sleep anywhere else ever again. It was so warm, being beneath Inuyasha's body on a bed that just absorbed all the heat — no wonder Inuyasha never felt like he needed to fix his heating. With his body temperature and the duvet, she was sure she'd be perfectly fine without the heating too. But the ambiance of the fireplace was nice to have regardless.
Before too long, Inuyasha excused himself to toss the condom he'd been wearing and asked if Kagome wanted anything. She was lost in her own world, still feeling the aftershocks of it all.
"Kagome?" he asked again, finally pulling her attention for a second, her head rolling to the side to spot him grabbing some water in the kitchen, gifting her with a great view of his sculpted backside before he turned back around, catching her in the act of spying on him so lustfully, "You want anything?" he repeated. (6)
She gave a sly bite of her lip as she shook her head playfully before crawling under the duvet, "No, just you."
He tossed a smirk her way before he took a few chugs of the water, watching as she got settled under the bedding. Seeing her in his bed, with only the duvet covering her, Inuyasha realized that even if the rest of his life had been an absolute shitshow 'til now, it was worth all of it to see Kagome so casually making a home for herself between his sheets, like as if nothing was amiss. Like she wasn't just bedded by a lowly half-demon, but instead, making him feel like he was the only being that existed in the world to her.
He set the glass down and made a stop at his dresser, pulling out another small foil packet before heading back to the bed, leaving the packet on his nightstand — just in case. Kagome watched as he did this, "You thinking we'll need that again soon?"
He slipped easily next to her in the bed, "You ask me that like you don't already know the answer," as he lightly tapped his nose. He could already smell her excitement rising again.
Kagome rolled her eyes, "I'm never going to be able to keep anything from you, will I?"
Inuyasha pulled her abruptly against him, delighting in her laughter as she laid half on top of him, her hair hanging loosely over her shoulder. He threaded a hand up her neck and into her hair, pulling her close for another sweet kiss, "'Fraid not."
Wow! The long delayed smutty chapter is finally here! Though I tried to keep it more romantic and sweet than pure lust, I hope it read well. I always have a hard time writing this stuff, even though I enjoy it so much.
Let me know if you're liking the fic, and I'll hopefully have another chapter out sooner than later.
Until Next Time…