Madame Masseuse

"Like Running Into A Burning Building"


Kagome gave Inuyasha about five minutes of sweet, gentle, caress-like kisses before she could no longer ignore the gnawing, thirsting need that growled and mewled within her. Heat and dampness arrogated her panties as she turned to him, resolute on taking over.

For a fleeting moment, she appreciated the emotion he wanted to communicate with his kiss, but Kagome was feeling too sexually-starved to allow this placidity to continue. His kiss was the acknowledgement she wanted, the acceptance and admission she had craved, and it left her feeling positively savage. She was a lustful, tameless thing, nursing a wanton desire that she'd denied herself for so long.

And Inuyasha was right here, right in front of her, giving her the answer she desperately hoped for.

There was no chance in hell she could hold herself back any longer.

She would have him.

The smell of her drenching arousal must have accosted his senses because Inuyasha groaned to the point of purring—a rumbling in his throat that Kagome's mouth caught and amplified through a gasping moan of her own.

She cupped his jaw, her thumbs cutting across his cheeks. Her fingers rounded his head, disappearing beneath his mass of thick hair. She clung to him, pulled his face to hers until his nose indented her cheek painfully and his lips bruised and assaulted hers.

Inuyasha met her pace—fuck, he exacerbated it—grabbing a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back roughly as he forced his tongue between her lips, deep into her mouth. This man was on a mission to taste every morsel of her dampened opening, and Kagome's tongue greeted him with keen, welcoming strokes. He dragged his palm up her spine and Kagome wanted to melt from the pressure of his touch. A breathy, pleading moan of hers slithered into his mouth, her eyelashes fluttering as he splayed one large hand between her shoulder blades, his other hand still fisted in a mass of her ponytail-kinked tresses.

They kissed with tongues and teeth like they'd never tasted each other before. Like a timer had been set, giving them not nearly long enough to taste, to touch, to remember the feel of each other before being ripped apart. Kagome kissed him with an intensity she'd never allowed herself, one that was encouraging, instigating, rousing. Because she wanted him to know through her lips, her mouth, her teeth, that she had no intention of giving him up, of letting him go, of telling him to stop.

Kagome used the strength of her legs to push up into him, against him. Her kiss was impassioned. Her desire was hungry, fanatical. She needed to feel every part of him instantaneously. Their current kiss was so rough it sent shivers of borderline pain sizzling through her veins. She was a wild thing, embracing the carnal ache that Inuyasha inspired and nourished within her.

She was burning for this man, and she'd ensure he know it through every nip, every lick, every moan, every panty-wetting pulse of her throbbing, raucous heart.

Kagome sucked as much of his bottom lip into her mouth as she could, scraping the tender, wet flesh with her teeth. If her bruising attention was painful, then Inuyasha liked the pain. He groaned an intoxicating hum in his chest that tented Kagome's nipples beneath her tank top. Kagome's teeth slid off his lip with a deafening, slurping smack before she pulled his face back to hers, their lips and teeth colliding.

"Fuck, Kagome," Inuyasha hissed before claiming her mouth again. His body pushed against hers, forcing her to lean back, to bow beneath him against the couch.

As much as she liked the idea of being on her back, Inuyasha's body weight sinking into her, Kagome pressed her palms to his shoulders, urging him back. There was no way in hell she'd give him the satisfaction and acquiesce to his compulsion to act the alpha.

This was her kiss.

She mumbled his name—or what was supposed to be his name—into his open, awaiting mouth as she slipped one thigh over his lap. She ran her hands over his bangs, caressing his forehead as she settled her bottom on his thighs, straddling him. Her fingers stroked through his hair, her nails skimming past his ears as she fully seated herself against him, pushing his back into the couch cushion.

Holy fuck—with the reclined angle of their bodies, Kagome became consumed by the desire to ride his cock on her couch.

Inuyasha bit her bottom lip, provoking an airy gasp from Kagome. Her eyelids flew open, meeting his aroused leer, and she drowned in pools of molten gold. His stare was a magnetizing pull as he maintained eye contact, running his hands over her thighs, digging his nails into her hips. His eyes dipped for just a moment to watch her tongue an upper canine as she smiled, and Inuyasha grinned.

"How wet are you for me, Kagome?"

She leaned in, her palms on his chest and nuzzled her nose against his cheek. "You can't smell it?"

"Oh, I can—I just wanna hear you say it." This male was literally eye-fucking her and Kagome felt a surge of moisture drip from her already slick centre.

Her eyes jumped between his, assessing, longing. "What do I smell like to you right now?"

She slid her arms around his neck, pulling him against her body. She needed to be as close to him as possible—and then even closer. Kagome wasn't satisfied until her breasts were flush with the solid clefts of his muscled chest—she pushed against him until pain radiated through her, her hardened nipples indenting from the pressure.

Kagome placed small, teasing, wet kisses along his jaw with her reddened, saliva-coated lips. He murmured a rough, husky sound deep in his throat, causing Kagome's lips to vibrate.

"How wet do I smell for you, Inuyasha?" she said again between kisses.

"Like you're ready for me."

She looked up at him from her perch below his chin, her eyes hooded with lust. "Ready?"

Inuyasha grinned devilishly. "Ready to take my cock."

Kagome groaned in response to those words. She could feel her ragged heartbeat between her legs, banging in her chest, her blood pounding in her ears.

"Fuck, Inuyasha," she half-groaned, half-hissed, bringing their foreheads together, her breathing haggard.

"Is that a request?"

Kagome met his eye with a coy smile then cupped his face with her left hand, her thumb drifting slowly across the apple of his cheek. Her eyes darted back and forth between his.

Then, Inuyasha languidly leaned forward and took her mouth with his.

Their previously starved, manic kisses became slow, genial, intimate.

Kagome felt dizzy by how starkly their kisses had changed. Like Inuyasha was showing her a different side of what he wanted, what he felt, what he needed to tell her with his mouth in a way that didn't use words. He trailed gossamer kisses down her neck, his tongue hot as it notched into her skin. His breath was a panting warmth in her ear as he traced kisses up her neck before sucking her earlobe between his teeth. A plunging shiver ruptured through her core.

Losing herself in the feel of his hands stroking her back, his tongue and lips and teeth on her body, Kagome knew what Inuyasha tried to do by kissing her. He was trying to communicate with her.

His previous kisses said he could bring her passion, pleasure, and sexual gratification like she'd never known.

But when he touched her like how he did now, kissed her like he was now, he was also saying that he could be tender, worshipping, and intimately gentle.

Kagome's heart could barely keep up.

His mouth was lazy in its return to hers. She relented to the demanding, forceful draw of his lips, each stroke of his tongue as he gripped her hips. Inuyasha's hands rose to brush the flesh of her arms, graze her shoulders. His hands cupped the back of Kagome's head, then caressed her hair from crown to shoulder. He caressed her cheeks, using his coarse palms to lift her bangs off her forehead, to move loose hair out of her face. Inuyasha's eyes searched hers for just a heartbeat or two, and then—as if their earlier taunting, sexual words lit a fire behind his actions—Inuyasha began to kiss her with rejuvenated enthusiasm.

The sudden intimacy-turned-intensity of his touch had Kagome shifting closer, pushing herself against him until her seeping heat connected with the hard girth of his erection. Kagome moaned a guttural, bestial sound of satisfaction into their kiss. Her mouth melding to his, she ground herself against the straining seam of his jeans. She rocked herself against the length of him—three, four times—letting her hips communicate to his exactly what she thought of him.

The noise Inuyasha made...

That fucking delicious, panty-soaking, begging-slash-moaning-slash-keening sound of pleasure that crawled from his throat.

It was the sexiest fucking thing Kagome had ever, ever heard.

"Fuck, you're hard," she purred against his mouth, her teeth gliding across his swollen, moist lips with her smile.

"You make me so fuckin' hard, Kagome." Inuyasha gripped her hips, his fingers dimpling the side of her buttocks. His timbre was weighted down with gravelly hoarseness, like his voice was seconds from giving out.

More—he needed to come undone for her more.

Kagome bucked against him again, earning herself an encore of that dripping-sex-of-a-sound from him and she chuckled. Nothing had ever made her feel more delirious with power than Inuyasha's response to her sexual provocation. She felt high, knowing the response she could evoke from him with her body.

"Mmm," Kagome cooed, his hardness settling between her thighs as she pressed herself up against him. "I can tell."

She threw her head back, her hair dangling over his knees as she gave in to the desire to ride his jeans for a few more breathes. A groaning cry loosed from Kagome's lips when she ground against him exactly where that desperate, tight little bud screamed for attention. Inuyasha was panting beneath her.

Kagome arched forward into his neck, letting her tongue drag across his skin, circling his Adam's apple. "I like how hard you are for me," she rasped, relishing the salty, musky tang of his skin.

"Fuck," he cursed, grabbing a fistful of her hair, using it as a leash to drag her towards his mouth. He spoke his next words directly onto her lips. "Tell me what you want right now, Kagome."

Her arms circled his neck and she leaned back to look at him, her arms taut. "You mean you can't tell?" She smiled.

"I want to hear you say it."

She snorted a husky laugh. "But you already know exactly what I want, Inuyasha. You can feel it—" She pushed her breasts into his chest— "you can smell it—" she bucked against his erection again, extracting a throaty moan from him— "you can taste it." She kissed him, sinking her tongue between his lips until he sucked, tortuously, on the organ.

"I don't want your body to tell me, Kagome," he said, pulling away from her lips with a wet smack. "I want to hear it from your mouth."

"How about I show you with my mouth?"

The look in her eye teased a sly half-smile and roguish chuckle from Inuyasha.

"Goddamn, Kagome—I like you a lot like this."

She leaned forward to kiss his jaw. "Like what?" Her words soaked into his skin. "In your lap? Grinding the wettest part of me against the hardest part of you?"

He made that groaning-purring sound in his chest again, palming the hollow of her neck. His fingers did that ghost-choking thing he teased at the cafe. "I like havin' you unrestrained, wild—like you're fuckin' ravenous for me."

She smiled against his lips. "I've always been ravenous for you, Inuyasha. Now, I'm just letting you see it."

He hummed a sound of pleasure. "You're so fuckin' sexy when you're ravenous for me."

"Then you must always find me sexy."

"I do."

Kagome chuckled and closed her eyes with an aroused sigh, relishing the feel of Inuyasha's calluses on her skin.

He ran a hand through her hair, his fingers falling still against the nape of her neck. "What's changed, Kagome?"

Nono talking! Just take me. Just carry me to my bedroom and have your way with me.

Jesus, Kagomejust take a fucking breath and talk to the guy!

That was sage advice.

Kagome took a deep, lung-filling, head-clearing breath.

Her honest words found their way out of her mouth more easily than she expected. "I've decided I want you too much to not do anything about it anymore." She offered him a content little smile and clasped her fingers together behind his neck. "You said something to me once—God, months ago now—that's stuck with me. You said to me, I want you to want me enough to figure it out." She smiled at him softly. "This is me having figured it out—well, figuring it out."

He wrapped his arms around her waist, tucking her in against him. A faint blush dusted Kagome's cheeks to realize that she was still pressed up against Inuyasha—intimately. She tried to distract herself from a fresh round of arousal by mapping the curve of his shoulders, the appeal of his collarbones within the neckline of his t-shirt, which of his muscles she felt under her fingertips. Kagome pushed her knees further into the couch cushion, settling herself into Inuyasha's arms.

They'd never sat like this before. It felt—a little intimate.

It was a little embarrassing how much she liked it.

Was this something she could just do now? Crawl into his lap for a chat?

Kagome wanted to giggle. From the look of territorial pleasure on his face, Kagome assumed Inuyasha also liked having her positioned like this while they spoke.

"And what have you figured out?" he asked her.

Kagome found it a little hard to focus on her words when his thumb kept tracing lazy circles on her hip.

She cleared her throat gently. "That I want you. I want you enough to not overthink what could come after sleeping with you. I want you enough to face my fear of feeling things I'm scared to feel. I want you enough to figure it out as we go along."

Inuyasha was silent for a few breaths and Kagome tightened her grip around his neck.

She leaned into him, her voice softening. "Tell me what you're thinking."

He sighed, a serious, thoughtful expression tinging his brow. "It's hard not to worry things're movin' too fast for you. I mean, you went from bein' pissed at me to straddling me and basically begging me for it in the span of like...two hours."

"I may have happily crawled into your lap, Inuyasha, but there hasn't been one iota of begging from these lips."

He grinned mischievously. "Trust me, Kagome—it'll happen."

Kagome rolled her eyes with a scoffing chuckle, which received a wider grin from Inuyasha.

Her heart beating nervously over what she wanted to say, Kagome steeled her expression, then leaned forward until they shared breath, her nose almost touching his. Kagome's eyes focused on the lines of his mouth to save herself from direct eye contact with him. "Listen, Inuyasha—I appreciate you worrying about this for me—I do. But I feel like if this stops now, I'm treating you no better than I did before. I don't want to be hot and cold with you anymore. It doesn't even feel like teasing at this point, it just feels—mean. It's been really awful of me, Inuyasha, leading you on like I have, and I'm sorry."

"I get it, Kagome," he replied, his lips grazing her temple. "You don't gotta apologize for feelin' the way you do. But we don't need to rush anything either—you don't need to fuck me immediately to make your point that you're willin' to."

"You think we're rushing?"

He puckered his lips to the side as he contemplated his answer and Kagome fought the temptation to lean forward and kiss him.

Thankfully, her willpower allowed her to keep her lips to herself.

"I think your whole figurin' it out thing is still really new. Knowin' you, you should probably give yourself time to sit on your change of heart before jumpin' straight into bed with me."

Kagome snorted and teased a strand of his hair. "Since we're at my apartment, wouldn't you, technically, be jumping into bed with me?"

Inuyasha lunged forward to nip at her chin and Kagome erupted with a squealing giggle, pushing against his chest in an effort to escape his teeth. As Kagome came down from her giggling riot, Inuyasha snorted, a broad smile on his face, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear that had come loose. The sweetness of his gesture made her cheeks flush.

"You know what I meant, smart ass," he chuckled, quirking a brow at her.

Kagome sighed after her tirade of giggles settled in her stomach. "But honestly, that's really quite—practical of you, Inuyasha—considerate, too. And it does make sense. It's likely the smartest thing to do, too, but—"

When Kagome didn't continue speaking right away, Inuyasha cupped her chin with his fingers to raise her gaze to his.

"But?"

She blushed. "What if I don't want to wait?"

He cocked his head to the side, a droll smirk creeping from the corner of his mouth. "You need me that bad, Kagome?"

She bit her lip and cast her eyes onto the neck of his shirt. "I don't think I'll get cold feet, but—I like this." She nuzzled her nose against his cheek. "I don't want to stop touching you like this."

"So, don't."

He kissed the end of her nose and Kagome sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull herself in for a hug.

After a few heartbeats—feeling their respective organs thudding against each other's chest—Kagome released his neck, leaving her hands on his shoulders once she leaned back. "But, if I keep touching you, I'll feel badly—getting you all riled up again only for things to stop before it gets interesting."

Inuyasha snorted then kissed her forehead, running the palm of his hand down the side of her face to cup her cheek, forcing her gaze to his again.

God—he was being so sweet with her, and it was doing ridiculous things to Kagome's already raggedly exhausted heart.

Was this how he was going to be with her now? Thoughtful, tenderhearted, and honestly a little touchy in a mushy way that Kagome super didn't mind?

Did something change for him after their fight?

"Don't worry about that, Kagome. Seriously."

Kagome chewed on her bottom lip as she adjusted her grip around Inuyasha's neck. "Can I ask you for a truth, Inuyasha?"

"Yeah."

"Even if it's asking you to talk about your emotions?"

"Ask your question before I change my mind."

Kagome chuckled and let her hands fall until they rested on his pecs. Her palms felt tepid despite the layer of organic cotton separating Inuyasha's skin from her touch.

"Do you feel any sort of—I dunno...for lack of a better term, let's say—romantic attachment to me? Like, does what you feel for me go beyond just physical attraction?"

Inuyasha leveled her a stare then looked away, as if he was searching for the answer elsewhere in her living room. "You really care about my answer to this, huh?"

Kagome flushed.

"This is like...the third time you've asked me this, Kagome."

Her flush extended into her neck. "Sorry to be a broken record, Inuyasha. I just—I'd really like to hear you say how you feel about me. It's—" She paused to gulp past a growing dryness in her mouth— "it's unnerving, this whole, I-like-you-but-don't-know-if-you-like-me emotional-one-sidedness between us."

Inuyasha sighed and adjusted his grip on her waist, his gaze roaming everywhere but Kagome's face.

He was clearly flustered.

For a moment, Kagome was convinced he wasn't going to answer. But, he's been full of surprises so far.

"I like bein' around you, Kagome. I like spendin' my time with you. If I'm not talking to you, or kissin' you—I dunno—shit just seems better when you're around." He removed a hand from her waist to rub at his neck, his cheeks colouring. "Kikyou wasn't a very emotional person. We didn't really do the whole talk about how you're feelin' bullshit—so, this is new and just—really weird for me."

"You're doing great," Kagome cheered softly, squeezing his shoulder in what she hoped was a comforting gesture. "And you've answered my question, Inuyasha, so thank you. I'm sorry it made you feel uncomfortable, but I appreciate your honesty."

He nodded.

"Hey," she said quickly, rubbing her palm over his shoulder as if to rub away his discomfort, "you know how you've told me a bunch of times that I don't have to feel embarrassed sharing certain things with you?"

Inuyasha cocked a brow at her. "Yeah."

"Well, you don't have to feel uncomfortable with me about emotional stuff. If it's something serious, Inuyasha, I will never tease you about it. I would never belittle how you feel or make you feel badly for feeling whatever it is you feel. So, please don't feel weird about opening up to me."

"I can't make any promises, Kagome. But I guess I can try."

"Good," she nodded, continuing to rub his chest mindlessly while she thought. "But, with this waiting business—?"

"Uh-huh?"

"You do believe me when I say that I'm game—or whatever—for things to physically happen between us, right?"

Inuyasha snorted a laugh and rubbed a hand up Kagome's back. "I think the whole grindin' against my dick stunt earlier was proof enough for me."

Kagome blushed. "Yes, well—" she cleared her throat. "Since we'll eventually find ourselves in unknown, post-sex territory, there is one thing I'm hoping we can talk about now, that we can both agree on."

"Okay...?" Inuyasha's tone sounded unsure, hesitant.

"I want us to commit to being honest with each other, no matter how hard or uncomfortable it is. I feel like if we just continued being straight with each other, we would never have had that fight last week. I want to feel like I can be honest with you, Inuyasha, about how I'm feeling. You know I'm nervous about the whole prospect of big feelings, and I want to feel safe enough with you that I can be vulnerable and honest without fear of intimidation or shame."

Inuyasha's response came faster than she expected.

"Yeah, I'm good with that, Kagome. 'Cause that's been a big thing for me—not wanting to feel like I'm bein' held to some standard or expectation that I can't or don't wanna meet. I like you enough to be willin' to see how this plays out, but I don't want either of us getting ahead of ourselves. Can you promise me that's good enough? That you won't pressure me for more?"

"I can so promise that," she said around a chuckle, sliding her arms around his neck and tugging herself closer to him. "Because I meant what I said, Inuyasha—I'm not lookin' for guarantees or big, emotional promises. I want you—very much—and I like you enough to see what happens, and I respect you—as my friend—to not push anything on you. All I ask is that you be upfront with me about how you're feeling."

"If somethin' feels bad, say something."

Kagome nodded. "Or, if something feels good, you can speak up then, too. And, if you feel like you have a giant, uncomfortable but important truth you need to unleash, then you say that, too."

Kagome paused to chew on her lip and Inuyasha shuffled his legs underneath her to get his attention.

"You're lookin' like you want to say something."

Kagome huffed a laugh. "I just had a thought—do you think we're putting sex on a pedestal, or turning it into something by us waiting? Like the whole, the longer one puts it off the more of a thing it becomes?"

Inuyasha scoffed and cast her a look that said he couldn't understand how her brain worked and from where it pulled these worries.

"There're a couple reasons I wanna wait, Kagome. You went from bein' terrified of havin' sex with me to wanting it immediately, like that—" He snapped his fingers. "If it were up to me, I'd already be between your legs—" Kagome snorted— "but, I want you to feel good about your change of mind—alright?"

She nodded, a blush on her cheeks.

"You're also super fuckin' worried about emotions getting tangled up with things turnin' physical. Between our fight and figurin' shit out today, I think there's been a lot of—well, just a lot—and I think it's also a good idea to just let things breathe for a bit."

Kagome sighed and reached for a strand of his hair to wrap around her finger. "You're surprisingly very wise, Inuyasha. And a little thoughtful when you want to be." She exhaled a soft laugh through her nose. "There really is a lot more depth to you than there appears, isn't there?"

Inuyasha's face became a portrait of flustered agitation and Kagome giggled.

"Thank you for being so understanding, Inuyasha, and for being so sweet with me."

"You don't need to thank me."

Kagome smiled at the slight discolouration of his cheeks. "Come here," she said, tugging on the strand of hair still in her grip.

Inuyasha leaned towards her and Kagome placed a gentle kiss against his lips.

"Does this feel different to you now? Kissing? It does a little for me. Do you think it's 'cause I've changed my mind? Not that I didn't enjoy kissing you before—because I definitely did—but maybe I can just enjoy it more now that things between us feel a little less—forbidden."

Inuyasha chuckled. "I'm glad you've finally decided to enjoy me—" He leaned forward and gripped the back of Kagome's neck, bringing her head towards him until the breath from his words tickled her lips— "'cause I am really lookin' forward to enjoying you, Kagome."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah."

Kagome licked her lips, their proximity causing her tongue to scrape Inuyasha's upper lip and the shock of it brought a giggle to Kagome's throat.

"What are you looking forward to most, Inuyasha?"

"You mean—other than all of it?"

Kagome laughed and nudged him. "I'm serious. When you think about our first time getting intimate—what do you feel the most excited about?"

Inuyasha rested his forehead against hers. His breaths sounded grating and strained. "You gotta answer if I do."

"Deal," she replied, a smirk on her face.

Inuyasha's eyes watched Kagome's lips as he spoke. "I wanna know what you say—or maybe even don't say—when you come for me."

Oh fuck, I was not expecting that sexy of an answer.

Kagome tried to blink the arousal out of her gaze. "Wh—what do you mean?"

Inuyasha chuckled deep in his throat. One hand snaked around her waist to hold her against his chest, while the other gripped her hip tightly. He continued drawing those little circles on her hip, but there was more pressure behind his touch this time.

"If it's my fingers inside you, or my tongue, or my cock that's makin' you climax—what do you say? How will you sound? I've thought about it—" He laughed self-deprecatingly— "probably way too many goddamn times. But, I fuckin' love the way you moan for me, Kagome—when you're really enjoyin' my mouth. It's made me crazy—wantin' to know what you'll sound like when you come. If you'll say my name, how you'll say it; if you don't say anythin' but just fuckin' scream."

Kagome sucked her lips between her teeth and bit down, closing her eyes as arousal raced up her centre and left her heart pounding and Kegel muscles flexing.

Inuyasha made a sound of aroused contentment in his chest. "That gettin' you wet, Kagome?"

"Mmhmm."

"Why? What d'you like about what I said?"

This honesty thing was going to be dangerous.

"I like the premise of you making me scream."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah," she nodded, resting the bridge of her nose against his jaw as she breathed through her growing arousal.

Inuyasha chuckled, squeezing her hip. "Your turn, Kagome. When you think about fuckin' me for the first time—what are you the most excited for?"

Kagome was silent for a few rugged, frantic heartbeats. Deciding on her answer, she looked into Inuyasha's eyes and bunched her fists in the material of his t-shirt above his chest.

"I promise I will answer your question, Inuyasha. But I need you to kiss me first."

Half of his mouth quirked with a smug expression. "And why's that?"

"Because I'm wet and aching for you, and we agreed we're gonna wait for what I want, so kissing me is the least you could—"

His mouth wouldn't let her finish that thought. His tongue and teeth were licking and biting and sucking. Kagome moaned with gratitude as a warmth pooled between her legs. She pressed herself against him, feeling the strain of his unyielding erection.

As if losing himself in this newfound spiral of lust—and the scent of Kagome's—Inuyasha dug his fingers into Kagome's hips. He tugged her roughly against him while simultaneously lifting his hips to grind his erection into the warm centre between her thighs. His hold on her hips was so tense, Kagome wouldn't be surprised to find bruises later.

"Holy fuck, Inuyasha!" Kagome rasped against his mouth, her eyelashes fluttering. Her fingers clenched the cotton of his t-shirt.

He was all smugness, his expression the definition of saucy. "You liked that, Kagome?"

"Oh my god, yes." Her kisses became frantic, heated, desperate.

"You want me to do it again?"

Kagome threw her arms around his neck, driving her mouth to his in a needful kiss. She bucked against the solid, warm length of his erection, loving every second that Inuyasha's seething breath caught in his throat. His guttural moan brought a bright smile to Kagome's face. She licked his bottom lip before sucking it into her mouth.

"No need—I can do it, too."

Inuyasha chuffed a laugh against her lips. "I know you like it better when I do it. You're dyin' to have me dominate you, Kagome."

Kagome moaned a purr-like sound in her throat and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her pebbled, aching breasts into his chest. "As much as I like the whole alpha schtick, Inuyasha, there's something awfully appealing about you letting me have my way with you."

Inuyasha chuckled and grabbed onto Kagome's neck, forcing her head back so he could lavish her neck with biting and sucking kisses.

"You sayin' you wanna have your way with me, Kagome? You think you'd get off on havin' me be submissive to you?"

Kagome was silent for a few breaths, unable to focus on words around the distraction that was Inuyasha's tongue consuming her neck.

"I think if Mr. Taisho was so willing to relinquish control for a little while, he'd like having little ol' me between his legs. There would be lot of pleasure in your future, if you let me have my way with you."

"That suit really got to you, huh?"

Kagome moaned as he sucked on her earlobe. "I want you to wear that suit for me again, Inuyasha, so I can peel it from your body."

Inuyasha took Kagome's cheeks between his palms and drew her mouth to his roughly. Kagome gasped as soon as his tongue invaded her lips.

Pulling away from her, he breathed, "Fuck—I love your mouth, Kagome. I'm pleasantly surprised by how filthy it is." His mouth caught another of her moaning gasps before they broke apart with panting breaths. "Is that what you're looking forward to most, Kagome? Undressing me?"

Kagome scratched her nails down Inuyasha's chest and smirked at feeling him shiver from it. "As wet as that thought gets me—no. That's not what I'm looking forward to most."

"You're leavin' me wanting here, Kagome."

She chuckled, leaning forward to suckle the junction of his neck and shoulder. "You wanna know that badly, Inuyasha?"

"Fuck, yes."

She grinned against his skin. "Alright, I'll tell you. But you have to promise to behave."

"I promise fuckin' nothing."

Kagome sat up straight, forcing an outpouring of aroused discharge to soak her panties. Inuyasha groaned into her neck, likely scenting it.

Her body was becoming devoured by a heat she couldn't control. "I have a sneaking suspicion you're gonna misbehave once you hear what I have to say."

"And you don't want me to misbehave?"

Kagome snorted. "You're the one who said we should wait."

Inuyasha snorted back at her. "I'm not sayin' we should wait a long time, Kagome. Like, fuck, at least let me take you on a date first."

Kagome froze. She lifted her head to meet him in the eye, her heart suddenly pounding for a reason other than lust.

"You—you want to take me on a date?"

Inuyasha looked away from her. Apparently the look she gave him made him a little off-kilter.

"Well, yeah—if we're gonna...you know—uh—you don't—?"

"—No, yeah, of course, Inuyasha. I'd—I'd like that a lot."

Inuyasha's eyes snapped to hers. "Yeah?"

She nodded, smiling at him, a blush on her cheeks. "Yeah."

"Good—okay. So, Friday?"

"You mean a week today?"

"Why not?"

Kagome grinned impishly. "You'll be able to last a week knowing how badly I want you?"

"Will you?"

Kagome giggled. "Do I have to wait to see you until Friday?"

That got her a raised eyebrow.

Kagome distracted herself by playing with the neckline of Inuyasha's shirt. "Okay, embarrassing honesty coming out, so bare with me. I don't want to go all week without seeing you." Kagome flushed, her cheeks radiating a crimson warmth. "I'd like to go on a date with you on Friday night, Inuyasha. I also think it's kinda sexy that we have a deadline for when things will—" She paused, looking for the word— "escalate between us. But, can I see you before then? Like—I dunno—meet up for lunch when you're working remotely or I can come by and we can make dinner one night after work?"

He smirked. "Don't think you can go a week without me, Kagome?"

She snorted, looking a little riled. "I obviously could. But I don't want to. I like spending time with you, Inuyasha." Her blush exaggerated as her next truth came out. "I like the way this feels with you."

"Sitting in my lap?"

"Yeah, and kissing you, and being—I dunno—call me lame, but being close to you like this. I feel like I haven't allowed myself—this—to really let loose and enjoy my time with you anytime we've hung out. I like it. I like it a lot."

Inuyasha smirked again, an eye-narrowing, smug expression. "So, kissing and sittin' in my lap is a thing for us now?"

Kagome laughed brightly, appreciating how his words echoed ones she muttered ages ago, when they were just two bumbling idiots navigating the beginnings of this nonsense between them.

Kagome grinned. "Maybe let's not worry about stuff being things for us or not. How about, if I feel like straddling you, I will? And if you feel like kissing me—" Inuyasha leaned forward to assault her jawline with kisses, forcing Kagome's sentence to go unfinished.

His breath near her ear caused gooseflesh to ripple her arms and pebble her nipples. "I gotta say—I like this new figurin' it out, Kagome."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah—but you know what I really want from you right now?"

Kagome brushed Inuyasha's bangs from his eyes and offered him a cheeky expression. "I'm sure there are quite a few things you'd like from me right now, Inuyasha."

He wrapped his lips around her ear. The sound of his lapping and sucking was deafening, and Kagome moaned, her chest falling against his. She was desperate for friction against her breasts.

He released her ear with a dripping wet kiss and licked at the spot below her earlobe, causing her to shiver again. "There's one thing in particular I'm dyin' for, Kagome."

She crashed her lips to his, fumbling with teeth and lips while they swapped groans. Kagome moaned into the space between their mouths as Inuyasha sucked on her lip hard enough to leave a mark.

Alright, Inuyashayou asked for it...

Kagome broke their kiss to level him a hooded expression. "It's the first time I feel all of you inside me. It gets me really hot, thinking about how sopping wet for you I'll be. How hard you'll be for me. How good it will feel when the head of your cock has just entered me, when you're sliding all the way in—until you're finally sheathed to the fucking hilt, Inuyasha. That's what I'm looking forward to most when we fuck."

Inuyasha was speechless. Kagome felt his cock throb within the tight confines of his jeans.

Kagome giggled, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Now, behave, Inuyasha. I'm gonna go have a quick shower because I feel like my arms are still greasy with massage oil and I just like having a shower when I come home from work. Someone has been a distraction from that, though."

Kagome made to get up from Inuyasha's lap, but he grabbed her hand, pulling her back down and kissing her deeply.

Kagome felt dizzy when she finally surfaced from his mouth.

"I think that was the fuckin' sexiest thing a woman has ever said to me."

Kagome grinned, rising to her feet, trying to not look as off-balanced as she felt. "Oh, yeah?"

"Fuck, yeah."

Kagome went to turn on her heel but stopped. She sat down on the couch cushion next to Inuyasha and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

His lips were decadently swollen.

"Um—before I go—what's the plan here?"

Inuyasha angled his head at her. "What do you mean?"

"Like—were you planning to stay for dinner, or—?"

Inuyasha grinned and reclined against the couch, his trademark ankle on his knee and arm bent around the back of the couch. "I was planning to stay until you kicked me out."

Kagome chuckled softly, her cheeks very, very warm and her lips so, so kiss-ravaged. "What happens if I enjoy your company too much and don't kick you out?"

"Then I guess I'm spendin' the night."

Kagome rose a cynical eyebrow at him. "I thought we were waiting until next Friday?"

The look he gave her made her gulp. "I didn't say we had to wait on everything, Kagome. Besides, maybe I'm just a big cuddler."

Kagome swallowed past the growing lump of lustful interest in her throat. A laugh escaped her in response to the playful expression he tossed her. "Are you, Inuyasha? A big cuddler?"

"Go have your shower, Kagome—I'll order us somethin' to eat."

Kagome nodded and stood. She had just cleared the couch when Inuyasha called her name.

"You'd really be fine with that? Me spendin' the night? Even if nothin' happened?"

Kagome's face lit up with a mirthful smile. "You spending the night is something happening, Inuyasha. Besides, don't friends have slumber parties sometimes?"

He snorted as he nodded his head. "What side of the bed do you sleep on?"

"The right-side. You?"

Inuyasha made a hissing sound as he breathed in. "This'll never work out."

Kagome snorted. "I'll just have to sleep on you, I guess."

"Or, you could sleep on the floor."

"It's my apartment! Of the two of us, you'd be the one on the floor, Inuyasha."

"You'd miss my body heat too much to send me to the floor, Kagome."

She scoffed. "Well, maybe I don't trust you to keep your hands to yourself."

"Why? It's not like you sleep naked and have to worry about that."

Kagome narrowed her eyes at him. "You're lucky I like kissing you so much."

"Why?"

"'Cause otherwise you would most certainly not be spending the night."

Inuyasha chuckled. "So, it's true, then? You do want me to spend the night?"

Kagome bit her bottom lip and looked away quickly as a rush of pink painted her cheeks. "I—I mean, you don't have—"

Inuyasha stood from the couch and approached her while a belly-shaking laugh rumbled from his lips. "I like how easily you get flustered for me, Kagome."

"You're annoying, Inuyasha."

"Some call me the worst," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Those are very intelligent people, whoever they are." She sunk into his grasp, appreciating the warmth of his embrace and the smell of his skin through the cotton of his shirt.

Inuyasha snorted, pulling her tightly against his chest. His lips lingered against the side of her head before he tucked his head low, next to her ear to say, "It doesn't need to be a thing, alright? Let's just enjoy our evening and we can figure out sleepin' arrangements later."

Kagome chewed on the inside of her cheek. "Do you want to stay over?" Her voice was small as she slowly looked up to meet his gaze.

"Do you want me to?"

"I asked you first."

Inuyasha snorted. "Yeah, well, you—"

"—Can I ask for a truth from you, Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha leaned his head back and sighed hotly at the ceiling. "Fine."

"Why would you want to stay over? It's not something we've ever really talked about or considered before."

Inuyasha met Kagome's cautious stare for the briefest of seconds before he looked away towards the long row of windows on the wall.

"This is one of those uncomfortable questions," he groused, looking flustered.

Kagome slid her arms out from underneath Inuyasha's restrictive embrace, and slowly wrapped one arm and then the other around his middle. "It doesn't have to be. Whatever you have to say, Inuyasha, I won't think any less of you." She squeezed his stomach in a tight embrace.

He sighed and allowed several more breaths to pass before he finally started to speak, his cheeks the pinkest Kagome had ever seen.

"'Cause I like the idea of wakin' up to you. I like the coffee you buy, and I like the idea of you makin' me coffee first thing in the morning—" Kagome scoffed a laugh and Inuyasha smirked at her— "Maybe I just like the idea of keepin' your mouth within range of mine."

Kagome pushed against her toes to press a kiss to Inuyasha's lips. His tongue stayed firmly behind his teeth, but he rested his palm to her cheek as he kissed her gently.

The touch heated Kagome all the way through.

"Thank you for being honest with me," she said against his lips. She giggled and rested another quick kiss to his mouth before finally detaching herself from him to go have a shower.

She turned in the doorway and watched him return to her couch, pulling out his phone to order them some food. Kagome called his name, and offered him one final smile before she actually went to shower.

"Let the record show that I think you'd make a sufficient sleeping companion, Inuyasha. I'd like for you to spend the night—but you're forbidden from sleeping naked."

Inuyasha's devilishly sly grin was the last thing Kagome saw before she shut her bedroom door.

"You know—" She heard him call through her door— "You suck the fun outta everything, Kagome!"

Kagome fought a laugh as she leaned against the closed door, resting her fist to her heart. She felt warm and full and happy.

It felt strange, having been so fearful of intimacy with Inuyasha, and yet their whole evening so far had felt so intimate in a way she hadn't considered or expected.

The touching, the kissing, the sweet words.

What was happening between her and Inuyasha? Did the explosiveness of their fight make them both confront difficult truths about what the other meant to them?

This is me, figuring it out, Kagome reminded herself. Don't get ahead of yourselfdon't think it to death. We enjoy kissing. We enjoy touching. So let yourself enjoy kissing and touching him.

But he's gonna stay the night? Is that not too much, too soon?

What did you say to him? I want you enough to face my fear of feeling things I'm scared to feel. I want you enough to figure it out as we go along. Just figure it out as you go along, Kagome.

I think I'm falling for Inuyasha...

One day at a time. Let's just take this thing with Inuyasha one day at a time.

Kagome thought that sounded reasonable.

"I'm allowed to like him," she whispered to herself like a mantra, heading into her ensuite bathroom. "I am allowing myself to like him."