Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or its characters; that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own One Piece of its characters; that right belongs to Eiichiro Oda.

Author's Note: This was done as a challenge to break me into the more mature themes. (HAS BEEN EDITED TO BE ALLOWED IN FFN!)

The sound of the door opening and slamming shut reached her ears. Causing Kagome to let a small sigh escaped her lips as she stopped washing the dishes. She was wondering what had happened to put her guests in a dark mood.

Stepping away from the sink, she turned and made her way into the house's small living room to see the man she'd come to respect and love over the last two years, standing their shoulders hunched forward and glowering at to floor.

Her blue eyes were observing him as she stayed very still. Already the air in the room had dropped several degrees if her skin giving way to goose flesh was any indication. Letting her know just how upset or mad he was.

After waiting a few minutes, the silence growing more and more pregnant. Kagome sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and chewed on it. She was hating the almost fear like anticipation that was building within her. So figuring that it would be better if she just broke the tension, Kagome stepped further into the room.

Earning her a dark look as he lifted his head. It made the blood in her veins feel as if it were freezing. She put a smile on her lips, before stepping to the side, so her back was pressed to the living room wall.

"Kiji, what happened? Will you tell me why you are so angry?" She asked in a soft voice that held a slight tremor in it.

She knew that when he was like this, the former vice admiral was very unpredictable. The last time he had lashed out, freezing half her body, leaving it partially freezer burned, which took her almost a month to bounce back from.

At her movements, Kagome noted that he was tracking her. Those dark, almost fathomless blackness of his eyes, gleaming like a predator before they attacked their prey. They are causing Kagome to visibly shiver at that look, knowing exactly what was going to happen.

Before she could do more than raise her hands before her, Aokiji was cross the room, one of his large hands enveloping her small wrists and pinning them above her head to the wall. Before roughly jerking her body higher, so the tips of her toes were grazing the carpeted floor.

She was swallowing as she met his black eyes with her blue. Parting her lips as her breath slipped between them in quick, short breaths. Only to have them smothered when he dipped his head down swiftly, pressing his thin cold ones to hers.

A feral growl escaping him as she felt the kiss bruising her lips. Enticing a low moan to crawl up and out of her throat just as the stinging bite of cold was felt around her pinned wrist, just before he removed his hand, leaving her attached to the wall and suspended up off the ground.

Remaining still, Kagome lowered her eyelashes, so she was peeking at him through half shuttered eyelids and noting that his black orbs were watching her with a dark ferocity, which caused a thrill to run through her body while waiting for him to continue.

The last two years, after finding him severely hurt on that island, had taught her a lot about the seemingly lazy ex-vice admiral. That while he appeared to everyone to be laid back and passively whimsical. There was a smart man with a vicious dominating streak beneath the surface.

Something that scared and excited her. Seeing him become like this the first time had made her think of her past, in the feudal era, how the demons would react in a cold, detached manner before attacking their prey. Which clued her in that devil fruit users had that same instinct, but something had to trigger it.

With her past experiences, Kagome, at that time, had just let her body go limp while baring her neck as a sign of submission she'd learned from her Daiyoukai friend and lord, which seemed to have made Aokiji react in a shocked manner, before calming down. And ever since then, he'd kept coming back to her small, well-hidden house when he knew he couldn't contain it anymore.

Unable to stop the smile that was curving her lips at recalling his initial horror at hurting her the first time, then seeing how quickly she healed. Kagome whimpered as he pulled away from her, breaking the kiss. The look in his eyes becoming very dangerous as she swallowed and tilted her head, baring her neck to him.

The feel of his hand suddenly on her throat, applying just enough pressure to hurt and constrict her esophagus, as he spoke, "what is so amusing? Would you care to explain."

His ordinarily soft, deep resonating voice a low snarling growl. Keeping her throat bared, Kagome opened her eyes to meet his. "Sorry, Kiji, just remembered the first time this has happened and your reactions. They are fond, happy memories for me, because I became a very, very lucky woman that day."

Keeping her voice soft as she spoke, she again observed him. Seeing him blink, before curling his lip in a snarl. Next thing she knew, his lips were back on hers with more force than before, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. Which she gladly opened, as the sound of cloth ripping reached her ears as she felt her dress slip away from her chest, exposing her.

Only to gasp loudly, as a cold hand roughly grasped her breast, squeezing and pulling on it through her bra. As Kagome let a please trill escape from her chest as heat began to pool in Between her legs.

Only to hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down, making her press her thighs together. The slight fear tinted anticipation, building to a need quickly as her body began to writhe against the wall.

Kagome didn't have to wait long before she felt a cold, calloused hand slide up her inner thigh. Once it reached the apex, it began to massage her wet core through her panties. Causing the sensation of a spring being tightened in the pit of her abdomen.

Abandoning her logical mind to run on instinct, Kagome felt her hips flex as she lifted her legs and wrapped them loosely around his waist. Earning her a slightly pleased growl as he used his tongue to pull hers into his mouth.

Her heart sang as her body felt on fire before it felt like it was being frozen as he pressed his closer to her own. His hand on her breast sliding up her chest, only neck to cup the back of her head as she felt him press his hips into her.

Allowing her to feel his hardened length against her core for a feel brief seconds before it was taken away. Drawing a needy whimper from her, which caused him to growl in warning.

Again Kagome went still, knowing that if she'd did anything, it'd become a bad situation quickly. So letting her body relax just enough that it let him know she was sorry. And was promptly rewarded by the feel of his long, cold digits slipping under the elastic of her panties to stroke the core of her womanhood.

To moment it happened, Kagome heard him growl his pleasure for how wet she was as he began to thrust them into her, at a slow and sedated pace. Causing her nether region to tingle as the tightening of her abdomen became almost unbearable as she stood on the edge of a precipice to ecstasy.

Keeping her eyes on him, Kagome noted that he was well aware of how close she was. So when he released her lips with a sharp nip, that was more pain than pleasure, she couldn't help when her bottom lip trembled when he withdrew his person, as far as her legs wrapped around him allowed from her, leaving her there hanging and wanton.

Her eyes were watching him warily as he stared back at her in the short distance between them. His black eyes were shining with an even darker light and causing Kagome to swallow as she felt her sexual high die away, as her body shivered and tensed, waiting for what he was going to do.

The sight of a small smile curved his lips, showing a flash of his white teeth before he reached out and hooked a finger in the edge of her panties and giving a sharp tug that tore them off her. Only to gasp as he closed the distance, and she felt pressure in her lower region. His member was now filling and stretching her sex. Causing Kagome to draw a quick breath at the feeling of him now buried deep in her.

Keeping very still, Kagome wasn't given much time to let her body adjust before he was pulling back out of her. He was drawing a slightly pained hiss from her lips. To gasp as Aokiji snapped his hips forward, slamming himself back into her body. Silently telling her the pace he was setting. Smiling, Kagome lifted her blue eyes, meeting his black ones, seeing them shine with neediness for her and her alone.

That look had her tilting her head up in silent question for a kiss. Which she was given as Aokiji leaned his head down, pressing his lips firmly against hers, his tongue sought entrance, which Kagome gave quickly and eagerly. Her body was already heating up and demanding that she touch more of him.

Soon their tongues were dancing an intimate tango in time to the pace their body's set. As she felt her own body began to rock in time to his fast and hard pace. Each delicious friction-filled movement was banking the heat in the pit of her stomach into a roaring fire. Turning her body into a highly sensitized pleasure center, serving to make her wetter faster, as her channel began to clench down around Aokiji's cock.

Seconds turned into minutes as Kagome lost herself to the crashing wave of pleasure. She was allowing her senses and instincts to control everything. Just as the tall, dark, and silent ex vice-admiral was commanding what was happening. It was a systematic ritual between them, one she was more than content with. The love and lust she had for his ice were what made her eager for him at all times. The few and far between visits only drew her want for him to grow stronger and more demanding. These precious interludes, of her body being taken, by all force she couldn't stop, was a rush of Adrenalin. So Kagome promised herself that she would never ask for anything permanent from him unless he mentioned it first.

It was on that thought, that the fire in her stomach roared to its white-hot peak, as a low feral growl reverberated from Aokiji chest, causing her body to feel as if it was coming apart at the seams. Her climax, making her inner walls clamp tightly around his sex, as he thrust in hard, fast, and as deep as he could. He was spilling his seed into her womb.

Before giving a satisfied sigh against her swollen and bruised lips.

Eliciting an almost purr like response from herself as Kagome felt the ice on her wrist vanish and allowing gravity to pull her body forward into her lover. Who wrapped his arms around her, supporting her body against his before he moved her while staying buried deep in her body.

She already knew that he was taking them to the couch to snuggle before telling her what set him off. Keeping her lips pressed to his, Kagome moved them slightly in soft small, tender kisses. Glad for her little piece of frozen heaven.

THE END!