He devoured her with the next kiss, youki pulsing with the need to consume, and Kagome pulled more insistently at his clothes. She wasn't sure if she'd let him pull away long enough to actually remove it, but she needed to touch more of him.
It came out as a whispered plea, and claws dug into her hips as sleeves were ripped free. Her hands weren't idle, tracing the lines of his body as she arched against him, trying to do the same. Her obi slithered to the ground, but he stopped her from pulling the kimono off.
"I would not have you divest yourself of my claim so quickly." He opened it enough to get a better look at her, cold air washing over heated skin, the goosebumps returning as crimson eyes roamed her body.
He shifted her weight, claws slicing through her underwear before the tips fell away and one was thrust inside her. Kagome gripped his arms. She was more than ready for him, but he was intent on making it more so, finding a particularly sensitive spot before adding a second finger.
She writhed, still pinned against the tree, kimono falling open and bunching around her elbows. Her hips naturally rolled against the intrusion, seeking more than what his fingers were able to give, and her pleas increased until she couldn't see, muscles clenching as he brought her right to the edge.