IZON SHŌ
Kimi ni
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"Addicted to you"
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Annex XIX
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Kagome had to admit that, to see InuYasha like that, excited and hard in the middle of the game she had started, was chiseling at her will. As he caressed himself, his gaze growing more intense as it focused on her, Kagome was beginning to question if it was the moment, or not, to get closer. A part of her wanted to see him explode out of pleasure, a moment she missed dearly right now; an instant she so yearned to witness. Yet her sex was pulsing, moist and contracting out of desire. Her mind recalled the sensation of having him fill her up, and it ran a shiver through her that she was barely able to control.
"Come," she heard him plea, making her let out a pant through which she tried to channel all of her yearning.
On the verge she came to approach him, yet managed to stop herself. The hand she kept under her panties, reached a bit more, wetting a few fingers between her folds. The look InuYasha gave her, could have melted steel, and it made her understand that he had ran out of words and pleas. He began to caress himself with both hands, allowing her to witness how his sex became harder and more marked. Her breathing was not agitated, she noted, and the touch of her fingers were now not nearly enough. Her mind recreated again, the sensation of his erect sex entering her, fiercer every time, and so she noted the cold sweat running down her skin. Another pant slipped through her lips, one that seemed to meet another that InuYasha had let out, almost like a final plea for mercy. His golden gaze became fixed on her, his hands stroking up and down, his hips showing the exciting sway he would make, once he were inside the crevice he so wanted to sink himself in.
To observe InuYasha, majestic in his beauty, was simply moving.
Kagome's hand left the insides of her panties, to then hook the sides of the cloth, holding itself of her waist. She played with it, sliding it down just enough to form the idea of her taking them off. She wanted to see InuYasha combust, burning for her. His pleas were no more, yet his breathing, racing, and the growing meaning to his strokes, were expression enough.
InuYasha was observing her, unable to tear his eyes away. In his mind, detached scenes would cross, scenes of how he would remove the scarce clothes she was wearing, entering the hot humidity waiting for him. For a moment, he allowed a memory to surface, about the first time he had with Kagome, and how anxious it had made him to be with a woman he had thought as stunning as now. He noted the cheer strength of his excitement, as it grew because of the memory of those pink heels, which were so delicate and dangerous at the same time; the same pink heels she was wearing today.
InuYasha hissed out of pure pleasure.
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To be continued.
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A/N
Kisses
Anyara
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