Madame Masseuse

by princesspvmpernickel

Kagome Higurashi is a recently single massage therapist at "Madame's", a luxury spa in downtown Tokyo where client anonymity is the number one priority. Needing a distraction, Kagome picks up a shift the same night the spa is hosting a bachelor party. Just when Kagome wants nothing to do with men, there's a certain client she can't get out of her mind or keep her hands off.

23. The Business of Making Pleasure

Madame Masseuse

"The Business of Making Pleasure"

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Inuyasha had this air about being naked that Kagome found enviable. He possessed an inherent and unabashed comfort in his nakedness that she wished to channel. She felt a little ridiculous, feeling nervous for when her dress would inevitably come off. She was excited, of course, because she loved this handsomely insufferable half-demon so much it made her want to explode, but there was a jitteriness in her blood she couldn't deny. It was that nervousness that had her righting her dress over her chest once Inuyasha turned his back to close his bedroom door. When he rotated and no longer saw the dark pink point of her nipple, he made a face that was obviously displeasure. She considered it would have made sense to strip down rather than cover herself, but Kagome found her fingers stalling to do it, her tongue freezing to suggest he do it.

It wasn't that Kagome disliked her body, was embarrassed to be naked, or worried what he would think. It was simply the fact there was a level of protection this dress offered her, a type of vulnerability it guarded her from, like a fruit pit that existed somewhere within all that skin and meat. The allure of mystery wouldn't exist once the dress came off. And maybe that's what she found herself lamenting, feeling jittery over: she'd be a little less enigmatic and exciting to Inuyasha once she was fully exposed to him. The self-conscious parts of her—the parts she realized she still very much needed to work on—worried he'd grow tired of her sooner once he finally knew all she had to offer him. All pit and no substance.

Maybe she would have felt differently if she had any undergarments on.

But she allowed those thoughts to fade into nothingness as Inuyasha approached her, his erection hard and curved and pointing at her as he approached.

Kagome inched backwards on the mattress, using her hands and feet to guide her. She lay on his bed, propped up on her elbows, watching. Her heart took off when Inuyasha kneeled onto the mattress. He'd never looked more predatory than he did now. He didn't say anything as he hunched over and began kissing his way up the inside of her leg. His ascent was painfully slow, like he would discover and appreciate this previously uncharted flesh of hers. He started at her ankle, kissing and gently sucking his way over her shin. Kagome stopped him when he reached her knee. She cupped his shoulder and squeezed.

She sounded out of breath when she asked him what he was doing. When he responded, "I'm about to take good care of my girlfriend," Kagome's heart near fainted with love and appreciation. But then her brain and it's proclivity for thinking had her saying aloud that she had had a plan—much like Inuyasha had had a plan over dinner—and she mumbled under her breath she wanted her overnight bag.

As soon as the comparison between plans was made, Inuyasha jetted from the room so fast, she almost missed the glorious sight of him buck naked. He was all perfectly rounded ass cheeks and sinfully taut cock that bounced with every step. The sight had Kagome gulping. And wet. A naked (and proud of it) Inuyasha kept her very, very wet.

When he returned with her bag, Kagome clambered from the California king, meeting him just inside the doorway.

His grip on the bag tightened when he leaned over to softly kiss her lips. Neither of them closed their eyes. "Go back to bed."

"No," she argued, her voice whispery in its false authority, "you go back to bed. I need my bag, remember?"

"Her little bag of tricks?" he teased, voice low, right eyebrow high. The seductive allure of his tone had her thighs squeezing together.

"Something like that," she said wryly. Kagome pushed up on her toes, her arms sliding over his traps. Her fingers curled and hooked in his hair. "Have I told you how much I appreciate you?"

"A time or three," he answered cheekily, making her roll her eyes. Inuyasha chuckled, dropping her bag so he could palm his way around her hips to cup her ass. His erection stood at attention between them, keeping them separated like an effective eight—nine? Surely not ten, that's just vulgar—inch fence.

Kagome marveled at the golden hue of his skin, the way it wrapped his bones and muscles so beautifully it made him a work of art. "I'd like to keep showing you my appreciation," she said without meeting his gaze. Kagome leaned forward to kiss his chest, her tongue breaking loose to sample the space between his neck and shoulder. Inuyasha breathed in deeply. "Physically that is, if my boyfriend doesn't mind, of course."

Maybe even go a little off script, she thought mischievously. I'm nothing if not creatively altruistic.

His cock twitched between them and Kagome giggled. "I mean—I guess it's only sensible of me to let her do what she wants."

"Very sensible," she asserted with a nod.

"Courteous even."

Kagome kissed her way up to his lips. "So courteous."

"It would be kinda dumb of me not to give in."

"The most idiotic thing you've ever done," she replied. A smile broke loose when she finally met his eye, observing the wry, roguish look he held there.

"What did she have in mind?" he asked hoarsely, reaching around to stroke the back of her leg. His fingers disappeared beneath the plume of her skirt to fondle her ass. Kagome's breath hitched which exaggerated Inuyasha's smirk.

"A firm reprimanding if he doesn't let me get my way."

She'd never seen a more disingenuous look of surprise. "Me? Never."

"You?" She paused to swallow. "Please, Inuyasha—it's one hundred percent within your character. You probably want me distracted so you can sneak your hand even further up my dress."

"What? You mean like this?" He kissed her while he roughly massaged her buttocks. When his fingers slowly inched around her thigh towards her front, Kagome caught his wrist with a chastising expression. Inuyasha grinned. "Just doesn't seem fair," he purred into her lips. "Me naked and you hidin' behind that little dress."

Kagome kissed him, drawing back before he could deepen it. She smirked up at him.

"New plan," he mumbled, regaining the space she injected. He kissed her chin. "I distract you by sneakin' my head under your dress."

"Mmm," she answered thoughtfully, as if she genuinely considered his counteroffer. "Tempting, but I'm afraid not."

"Ain't that a damn shame," he murmured into her neck, licking his way up to her ear. "Then how about I get you naked as a consolation prize?"

"The dress'll be off before you know it, Inuyasha," she said amusedly, withholding a moan when he tipped her back so he could nip and lick her neck at a better angle. "Unless I happen to get so distracted, it doesn't."

"Fun fact, Kagome," he murmured into the sensitive skin beneath her ear. "I can undress you no matter how distracted you get."

"Is that right?"

"It's a fact," he breathed into her ear, causing a shudder to rip through her. "Ask me to prove it."

A slow laugh rumbled deep in her throat. Kagome's palms stroked a hard line down his chest until she was gripping a hipbone in either hand. When her palm wrapped around the heat of Inuyasha's hardness, he hissed with pleasure. "I'm sure Mr. Taisho has the data to back up such a claim about facts."

He bit his lip to hold back a groan. "I'm sure if Ms. Higurashi keeps up her ambitious pursuits, she'll find herself experiencin' this fact momentarily."

Kagome smirked, watching his eyes fall closed. It brought a lightness to her chest, watching him enjoy the way she stroked his length. "She's certainly ambitious," she answered breathily, her tone thick with dulcet femininity and husky insinuation. She pumped him from base to tip, smiling when he shuddered. His palms stilled on her ass.

"Fuck," he sighed out over a couple of seconds. It was barely a whisper that gave way to a purring moan as she performed a few short, fast tugs where wide crown met shaft.

"Enjoying yourself, Mr. Taisho?"

"Nope," he ribbed with a shit-eating smirk. She may have been inclined to panic if he didn't all but moan the word out. "I hate it and need more immediately. "

"More, huh?" She exhaled a brief chuckle. His lashes fluttered with winces of pleasure from the way she jerked him. "Define more, Mr. Taisho, if you please."

"I think the hot, wet, and delicious pussy of my girlfriend should do it." His eyes opened, locking her beneath a hungry stare. "She's smellin' super moist for me."

"That's because she is." Kagome grinned up at him, the pace of her wrist intensifying. "And we'll get to that, Inuyasha, I promise." She cleared her throat, throwing her voice into that breathy feminine tone he seemed to like. "In the meantime, Mr. Taisho, I have an alternative proposal I'd like you to consider."

He moaned. It was a low sultry murmur that had Kagome chewing her lip. She decided to otherwise occupy her mouth by kissing a horizontal line across his chest from shoulder to shoulder.

"And what is she proposin' exactly?"

"Oh, you know..." she answered indifferently, unable to deny the wry grin on her face. She lowered herself to her knees while she pumped his cock in a steady pace. Her eyes never left his face. "Nothing much."

And then she took him in her mouth.

Inuyasha's eyes practically rolled into the back of his head with pleasure. A throatily growled, "Fuck," was all the encouragement she needed to go to town on him.

Taking half of him in her mouth and throat was the most difficult task she'd ever undertaken. She literally gagged herself on him. The urge to dry retch sent shivers down her spine and tears to her eyes. Holy fuck was he big. Having him in her mouth in the living room wasn't remotely the same.

Finding it more comfortable to take a little over a quarter of him with every bob of her head, Kagome added both hands to pump his shaft at the base and middle. When he moaned, motivating her further, she tightened her lips around his warm hardness and sucked like he was the world's largest straw. His gasps had her groaning as she bobbed her head in wave-like motions.

"Holy fuck..." he seethed, his hands in her hair, gripping her scalp. "Fuck, Kagome, you—" He paused to catch his breath when she pulled back his foreskin to flick her tongue against his frenulum— "Kagome, you literally just—Fuck, that's good." He closed his eyes, his fingers further tensing in her hair. He tried again to speak. "Kagome, you don't gotta—"

Kagome peered up at him, pumping him with the tight wetness of her mouth, her tongue stroking the underside of his cock with every plunge of her lips, mouth, and throat. When he met her gaze, he growled with raspy pleasure. She deep throated him until tears began to pool in her eyes. Loving the sound of his panting breath and groaned "Fuck," one hand kept up the pressure on his shaft while she drew back his foreskin with the other. His thick mushroom crown exposed to her, she remounted her mouth on him, her bottom lip a constant pressure on his frenulum.

"Fuck yes, baby," he gasped, his hips beginning to move. Every thrust of his hips increased the depth of his plunge between her lips. Kagome found herself wanting to retch again but she squeezed her eyes to hold it back. Inuyasha's fingers constricted in her hair. A tingling prick of pleasure shot down her spine from the roughness. "Jesus, Kagome. That mouth. Fuck!" He paused to lick his lips. He spoke in a lower octave, his voice smoky and thick with arousal. She felt her own arousal wetting her thighs.

It wasn't easy, smiling up at him and giving head at the same time, but Kagome did her best. She deep throated him again, for good measure, then drew him from her mouth with a loud smack that was equal parts vulgar pop and squishy slurp.

He chuckled darkly, his head tipping back. "You really don't have to—you literally just—"

"I know." She pointed his cock to the ceiling then licked and kissed her way up his shaft. His heaving breaths and throaty moans were the most sinfully sweet music she ever heard. Kagome flicked her tongue as fast as she could against his frenulum while pumping him in long, hard strokes. She sniggered with triumph when his palm laid flat on the crown of her head, his entire body twitching.

"Fuck, baby, that's—" He took a deep breath— "sensitive," he finally said with another body-shaking tremble. Kagome marveled at the allure of goosebumps scoring his skin. "That feels so fuckin' good."

She looked up at him, meeting his hooded, glossy-eyed stare as she continued pumping him with both hands. "What do I need to change? What do you like? I wanna make sure—"

"You," he interjected gruffly. "I really fuckin' like you. This—" He paused to moan, to lick his lips— "Fuck, Kagome, this...this is good."

She kissed dripping wet kisses down his shaft. "Could you come from this?"

"Fuckin' easily," he cried when she licked his balls.

When she delicately sucked one of his testicles into her mouth, Inuyasha roared with pleasure. It made her startle before she giggled low in her throat. This little maneuver she picked up from one of her books. Smut to the rescue—who knew? The rumble of her vocal chords had Inuyasha moaning, his head tipping further back while his hips jerked.

"W-why? You literally just—You already—"

"Two reasons," she said around a mouthful of his cock. It was all kinds of obscene, talking with him in her mouth. It had him panting, fingers struggling as he clutched her hair, stroked her head. He was obviously torn between enjoying her actions and wanting to control her head so he could fuck her mouth.

"What. Reasons?" he asked, a noticeable pause and gasp of breath surrounding each word.

"First," she said, sitting back on her calves to pump his meaty mushroom. Each pump drew pre-cum from his tip that Kagome removed with a rough and slow drag of her tongue. The gesture left Inuyasha wheezing. "Mmm," she cooed, smiling up at him. "I wanted to do this because I actually fucking adore the flavour of you, Inuyasha. I needed another taste."

He tried to chuckle through a groan. It was strained to say the least. "And how do I taste, Kagome?"

"Like the perfect combination of sweet and salty." Then she deep throated him again, once more only reaching the halfway mark despite the tears running her cheeks and the dry retching. Fuck, she thought she'd be able to get more than that. The noises she made while she sucked him off were filthy. Wet, sipping, slurping, and sucking as more saliva and pre-cum coated his length. Her hands dripped with wetness. Kagome pumped him with one hand, in time with the thrusts of her head, while her other hand massaged his balls.

When Kagome dragged her teeth up his shaft, Inuyasha swore loudly.

"You can be harder than that," he groaned to the ceiling. "I—Fuck, Kagome—I like it rough." She tightened the pressure of her teeth, squeezing his balls a bit harder. She used Inuyasha's moaning as a guideline to let her know when she reached a good pressure. "I wanna destroy that fuckin' mouth," he growled, teeth clenched.

Kagome sucked on his crown until he was sputtering with pleasure. She popped off him to giggle. "Do it."

"No." The one word was drawn out on a moan. "Not our first time like this. There's—" He gasped a husky, close-lipped rumble in his chest that Kagome felt in his balls— "time for that later. I'm gonna make sure there's time for everythin' with you."

"The second reason I wanted to do this? I want to bring you pleasure," she said huskily, kissing his testicles. When she sucked the soft ball between her lips, her cheeks hollowed out from the pressure of her suction. When she released his sack, she said, "You wanna fuck my mouth so badly, don't you, Inuyasha?

"F-Fuck yes."

"You wanna dominate my mouth, baby?"

"Fuck, Kagome. Y-yeah. So bad."

"Do it."

"I don't wanna hurt you."

"Inuyasha," she sighed after sucking heartily on his crown until her cheeks tautened to the point of quivering. She felt his testicles tighten with pleasure. "If it hurts or if I don't like it, I'll tell you. I promise. And I trust you to listen to me if I ask you to stop." She took him into her throat for emphasize. He wept with pleasure when she roughly dragged her teeth up his length, her mouth retreating from his cock. His fingers constricted, causing her scalp to tingle with pain—a bearable pain. "Tell me what you want, Inuyasha."

"I wanna fuck your mouth and throat."

"You wanna be hard? Tell me. What do you wanna do to me?"

He barely sounded like himself when he spoke next. "I wanna be so rough all I can hear is the sound of you gaggin' on my cock. I wanna watch you take it so deep tears are pourin' from those gorgeous eyes of yours. I want your mouth full of my cum. I wanna fuck those lips raw."

Ho-ly shit! "Do it."

"Kagome, I—"

She looked up at him. "I said do it. I want you to. Fuck my mouth, Inuyasha. Take me as you need me. I promise I'll tell you if it's too much."

"Kagome..."

"I'm serious. I know my mouth will be busy, but I'll tap your thigh if I need you to stop, okay?"

He took a deep breath. Thought about it for a second. Then he said, "Okay."

One little word. That's all it took for him to unleash himself on Kagome. She cried out with surprise by how hard he thrust into her mouth. She audibly dry heaved and squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the sting of tears. He stabbed himself into her throat and Kagome winced. She braced herself against his thighs as Inuyasha grabbed both sides of her head and rammed himself between her lips. His hips thrusted forwards while he jerked her head to meet and take each thrust. He growled with dark pleasure as he found a pace he liked.

Okay, so Kagome was expecting hard and wild, but what she got? It was rough, nasty. It was borderline violent. He wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to fuck her mouth raw. This was Dominating Her in size thirty-six font, bold, underlined, and all capital letters. It took all of Kagome's control to keep her lips wrapped around his shaft.

Every thrust had him driving into the back of her throat, gagging her, choking her. Saliva dripped from the sides of her mouth, her nose beginning to run. Kagome could barely see through the tears that fell in steady streams, coating her cheeks in rivers of mascara. A palm on either side of her head above her ears, Inuyasha used her to sheathe and unsheathe himself as deep as she could take it. If he didn't hear her dry retch or gag, he ensured the next thrust of his hips went deeper. He maintained his rhythm with a loud growl. Every thrust triggered her gag reflex, had more drool coating her chin, more tears burning her eyes.

Kagome considered telling him to ease up when the retching sensation intensified. Her mouth had never been fucked like this before. For a moment, she worried it would trigger her to vomit. But she thought he had to be close, given her earlier efforts and his current pace. Besides, it wasn't overly painful. Yes, it was uncomfortable, having him ream himself into her throat, but the sounds he made. He was fucking loving this. Yes, he made her audibly gag, but she could take it a little longer. His breathing was quickening. His low growls turned loud. His roars of pleasure turned into him saying "Fucking take it" over and over. Inuyasha was nothing more than demonic, bestial instincts, hips driving, hands squeezing her hair. She felt a sting against her scalp as his claws began to grow back.

Kagome decided she would give him one more minute before she put an end to this. She loved him. She would do anything to make him happy. But her jaw was aching, her throat was literally being fucked raw. Nausea was a threatening heat in her stomach. She was confident if he kept at this much longer, she was literally going to throw up. If he was close, she was going to help him get there. Kagome reached up to start pumping his shaft.

His "Fucking take it" turned into a repeated mantra of "Good girl."

Kagome disregarded any worry about being too rough with his cock and squeezed while she pumped him. Hard. Inuyasha howled with ecstasy. Her vision askew and blurry from her tears, she looked up at him. He was...unhinged. Wild, glazed eyes were looking down at her, watching himself penetrate her mouth. There was a ring of red circling his pupil, growing in real time as he growled with pleasure. She could see no recognition in his eyes. He was so far gone in his pleasure he was in his own little world.

Good, she thought, wincing as he tried to force more than half of himself into her throat. She tapped his thigh to tell him to back off, her eyes flicking up to his with discomfort, and he drew back all the way to the tip. For a moment, she wondered if he would stop, but then those deep, rough thrusts resumed and saliva continued to pool from her mouth in steady streams. The sting caused tears to coat and linger on her lashes.

Ten more seconds, Inuyasha, she thought. Fuck, I don't know if I can—

"I'm gonna come in your mouth, baby," Inuyasha shouted, startling her. When she blinked, her eyes were like a faucet of moisture. "Fuck, here it comes!"

Kagome clenched her eyes as hot squirts of cum shot into her mouth with every drive of his hips and pump of her hand. Some shot straight into her throat, making her dry heave. She'd never heard a man come this hard before. She was enamoured by his scream of pleasure, the growl that ripped from his throat and devoured the room. His voice shuddered in time with his body. His roar overwhelmed the music that thumped through the speakers in his ceiling.

Kagome squeezed her eyes, more tears running down her face as he finally began to relent with gruff, gasping rasps of breath, his hips quivering. She was grateful she'd brought him release, that he'd enjoyed himself that thoroughly.

She also was a little grateful it was over.

Her mouth was full of his cum and Inuyasha cupped her chin. He tipped her head back to meet his eye. She'd never seen him wear a look like this before, eyes half-red, half-gold. Kagome found herself unable to look away.

"Open your mouth."

She barely recognized his voice. It was coarse gravel with a smoky husk. Powerful. Dominant. Kagome had been so distracted by the way he fucked her mouth she hadn't realized the arousal that dripped down her thighs. Okay, so maybe that was...a lot. But that didn't mean she didn't like it. She liked that he had brazenly dominated her.

"Open your mouth," he instructed again, his tone harder, rougher. He squeezed her cheeks to accent his demand, which forced some of his cum to leak from the seam of her lips. Kagome shuddered from the authority in that tone.

Semen spilled over her chin when she did as he instructed. His chest rumbled a sound of approval, seeing the result of his pleasure in her mouth. He tipped her head back for a better angle, his cum sloshing over her tongue, spilling over her lips. When some trickled down her throat without her meaning for it to, the sensitivity of her throat had her fighting back a retch.

His thumb stroked her cheek. "Good girl. Now, look at me and swallow."

She did as she was told.

Her mouth felt chafed, her lips sore and swollen, and there was a linger of nausea deep inside her, but that all quickly became background noise when Inuyasha scooped her in an embrace and settled her on the mattress. He nestled himself between her thighs, his hands over her ears as he stared up at her with wonder...and remorse? His mouth was gentle with kisses as he wiped the wetness from her face. His thumbs and palms stroked beneath her eyes, coming away black from her tracks of mascara. He wiped the saliva and semen from her lips and chin.

She didn't know when it happened, but his eyes were solely gold and glossy. There was no trace of the red she wondered if she imagined.

"Kagome...I-I don't even know what to say." He exhaled heavily. "Fuck, I can't believe you let—" He sighed— "You okay?"

Kagome coughed a laugh, wiping her nose on her wrist when she realized it was still dripping. Yikes, she was probably a sight right now! Her voice was hoarse when she spoke. "Yes, I'm okay." She offered him a smile, her lips sore and puffy. She cleared her throat, hoping to dispel some of the coarseness. She wiped her palms across her face until things felt less damp. "You can always just say thank you."

He exhaled a soft laugh at that, his hands on her cheeks, brushing her hair from her face. "Thank you doesn't seem like enough. Not for you."

She sputtered a laugh. It was a little disorienting how quickly Inuyasha shifted from power-hungry, dominant alpha to the gentle half-demon who was willing to wipe snot from her face. "Did you—I mean...was it good?"

His eyes fumbled with shock before he looked away. "Kagome, I—Yeah," he huffed quietly, his lips teasing a smile. "That was really good. I liked it. Fuck—I liked it a lot."

Her eyes narrowed as her gaze jumped between his downturned golden orbs. For apparently liking it so much he seemed...off. Why did he look remorseful?

Kagome laced her fingers with his. "You okay?" When he nodded, bringing her palm to his mouth to kiss, she said, "You seem... thoughtful."

"I am, kinda—I guess."

"Can you tell me what you're thinking?"

He struggled to meet her eye. "Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?"

"No," she said with an empathetic smile. "I'm not hurt, Inuyasha. I'm okay."

"But it wasn't—You hated it."

She furrowed her brows. "What gave you that impression?"

"You just...didn't seem like..."

"Inuyasha," she said softly. "I said I'd tell you if I wanted you to stop." She snuggled forward to kiss him where he crouched between her legs. "When you started getting too rough, you listened when I asked you to back off. But I'm not hurt and I didn't hate it. Bringing you pleasure like that? I really liked it. I really liked that you were so into it. I love that I was able to give that to you. I'll admit I've never had that...done to me like that before. It was shocking. I'll be honest that it was overwhelming at times from how rough you were. But, I'm not...upset by it. It's not like I never want you to do that again. Definitely not daily—" He laughed at that— "Maybe not even weekly, but I trust you not to hurt me when we do that again."

His eyes nearly bulged over her words. "When?"

She kissed his cheek. "For how much you liked it? Definitely when."

"Really?"

"Yes." She kissed him again. "I promise you I will always speak up if something becomes too much, Inuyasha. I might be smaller than you, but I'm not gonna break easily. You can be rough with me if that's what you like."

"But I—"

"You can be rough," she repeated, kissing him again. "You can make me submit to you if that's what feels good to you. I liked it. I liked how you spoke to me. I liked how you used me for your pleasure. I love how good I made you feel. I trust you, Inuyasha. I'm not scared you'll hurt me. But, if you ever do, I trust you to stop when I tell you to. Just like tonight."

He sighed, squeezing her hand in his. "It—it's just..."

She scooched closer to him. "What's upsetting you?"

"I didn't want to lose control our first night together. I appreciate what you did for me, and I enjoyed the shit outta that, Kagome—don't get me wrong. But I didn't want to let myself go and treat you like some random fuck. I-I could've hurt you—" He looked away, flustered— "I wanted tonight to be...gentle. For you. I wanted to give you what you said you liked. Tonight's not just about me, Kagome, but it's startin' to feel that way."

"That's the thing about relationships," she answered quietly, pressing her lips to his forehead, "it's never perfectly fifty-fifty, Inuyasha. There's give and there's take on both sides. When one side stops communicating their needs or concerns to balance things out, that's where issues happen."

She cupped his cheeks and kissed him. "I am so grateful you've thought so much about me tonight. I've honestly never felt so cared about. But what just happened? What I wanted to happen? Was focusing on your pleasure. Yes, tonight's not just about you, but it's also not just about me. Your pleasure and your likes and desires count just as much as mine, Inuyasha." She giggled. "It's also a nice bonus that making you happy makes me happy."

Kagome advanced to the edge of the bed to wrap her legs around his middle, her arms around his neck. Inuyasha held her to his chest, burning like a one-man furnace. "That's the great thing about us," she whispered into his lips, her eyes bouncing between his, "we genuinely care about each other. Everything you did tonight, the car, the flowers, the letter, the Drop, it was romantic and thoughtful, Inuyasha. Then you brought me an insane orgasm in your front entry—" He laughed at that, and she smiled at his smile— "And then afterwards I made you come in my mouth. Twice, let the record show." She kissed his nose. "The scale may not be balanced always, but I'm okay with that. I like how our evening has gone and the way it's going. You should only be feeling good about this too, okay?"

"I get that, Kagome. But...it's hard not to worry that you didn't—"

"Sweetheart, I promise you," she continued, cutting off his insecurity, "you haven't done anything I don't like. You don't need to feel badly about what happened, okay? I need you to trust me when I say you will be the first to know when I don't like something. I don't want you worrying about that. You enjoyed yourself, and that's exactly what I wanted from you. Let go, Inuyasha. Be with me. Don't worry, okay?"

He sighed. "But I—"

She kissed him deeply. "Be with me. I want your pleasure, no matter what it looks like."

Inuyasha cradled her jaw in his hands, his eyes bouncing between hers. "Fuck, Kagome. I don't know what the hell to say to all that." He kissed her to the point she was breathless when his lips separated from hers. "Thank you, I guess, and I'm yours, darlin', for as long as you want me."

Kagome blushed as she smiled. She held the teardrop crystal out to him. "This implies a while, doesn't it?"

He flushed, taking the Drop between his thumb and index finger and looking it over. "To demons, it technically implies forever."

Kagome recalled that Inuyasha never skirted around the long-term commitment piece when he explained the Drop. He was clear in how the necklace was the mating bite equivalent to non-mates. Yet the word forever circled her brain like this was the first she'd heard it. Why did that not sink in before? How did that fly so far over her head? Was she distracted because of the flowers and his thoughtfulness? That had to be it.

She looked at him now like she had never truly seen him before. "Inuyasha, you...you wanna be with me forever?"

This current blush? Yep—it was the newest and deepest shade of red she'd ever seen him go. He didn't know where to look. "Oh, uh, I—"

"I'm sorry!" she laughed and sputtered, waving her hands in front of her. "That's a huge question to up and drop on you. You don't have to answer that."

Inuyasha snorted a laugh at her. He hooked his fingers around the platinum chain to pull her in for a kiss. His cheeks were still blushing but the panic was gone from his eyes. "I gave this to you 'cause you could be it for me, Kagome. I'm committed to seein' where this goes. I know a gesture like this could be too much, too soon, but I wasn't willin' to take any chances. Not with you. Never with you."

Now Kagome was the one with a showstopping blush. "I-Is that why we're gonna have sex?" she teased. "To finalize our claims on each other?"

"I fully claimed you when you chose to accept and wear the Drop."

Her brows knit. "But in the hallway you said—"

"Yeah, the Drop was my claim on you on the demon side of things. But I'm also half-human, which means you and me are gonna finalize things as humans do—by consummating our relationship."

Kagome stared at him, blushing. "Um, where did you—?" She cleared her throat. "Consummation is technically just a, uh, a marriage thing."

Inuyasha looked at her like he couldn't have heard her properly. "What?"

She licked her lips, amazed by how swollen they were. "Um, yeah...humans only consummate a marriage, all other relationships are just..." She shrugged as her words trailed off.

Now he looked embarrassed. "O-oh."

"Did you think—?"

"I thought it was a human thing for all relationships."

"You're friends with Miroku...he never clarified—?" She stopped when he shook his head.

Inuyasha snorted crudely. "It never came up. That is, we never—" He scoffed. "That guy has sex like it's his job, Kagome—" Which Kagome wasn't the most thrilled to hear given the man was out with Sango right now (hopefully, still). "I guess I just...assumed."

"So your last relationship—?"

"Was my first long-term stint with a human, yeah. Everything else before that didn't matter enough to think about claiming."

Kagome nodded, tightening her hold around his neck. He was reluctant to meet her gaze and Kagome raised his head by placing her fingers beneath his chin. "You never need to be embarrassed with me, you know? Becoming intimate with you, it might not have the terminology behind it like you thought, but that doesn't make it any less significant."

Her word choice seemed to resonate with him. He cupped her cheek, the sheen of embarrassment fading from his eyes. "It feels significant to you, Kagome?"

She nodded. "Because you are significant to me, Inuyasha. I'd still feel the same way about you, Drop or no Drop. Obviously I'm happy you gave it to me, and I will always cherish it—"

"Good, 'cause you're never supposed to take it off."

"—but we don't need to worry about what demons or humans do to make things official. I just want to be with you. We don't need to complicate it any more than that."

Inuyasha flushed again. "But...now you have a demon token of commitment despite the fact you're a human. You don't want a human one, too? 'Cause I can get you a ring, Kagome, or—?" Her eyes widened and nostrils flared with shock. Inuyasha laughed. "Sorry," he chuckled, turning his bashful gaze away, "that was...probably too much."

"A-a ring?"

Inuyasha bit the inside of his cheek, his gaze still pointedly not at her. "Y-yeah—humans have promise rings, don't they?"

Oh sweet Jesus, and here my brain instantly jumped to wedding ring.

Again...because you'd obviously say yes.

Frig, I know! What does that say about me?

That you love him more than you thought you did?

Kagome felt like an idiot. "O-oh, right. Promise rings. Yeah, those are...things."

Inuyasha swallowed loudly. "You want me to—?"

"Y-you—you don't have to. You've already spent so much on me, Inuyasha, and the Drop is more than enough. I know you're serious about us. You don't need to shower me with jewelry and flowers. I promise you're enough and I'm beyond happy being yours, and I trust that you're committed to me. I promise I would want to be with you even if you were a pauper and couldn't afford flowers or—"

Kagome was grateful Inuyasha kissed her to shut her up. She had no idea how long her stammering would have gone on for.

"You know how much I appreciate you?" he whispered into her lips.

"Some?" It seemed safe to say he had kissed her stupid.

He chuckled, kissing her again, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Way more than some, but yeah." Kagome snickered at that, clasping her hands together behind his head. "Can you do somethin' for me, Kagome?"

"Of course," she answered with a soft smile. "Anything."

"I need you to stand up and face the bed with your palms on the mattress."

Her eyes widened. "W-why?"

"'Cause as much as I like your dress, I'm tired of lookin' at it on you."

Kagome laughed loudly, brightly. She kissed him again, for good measure, before she detached her legs and stood beside the bed.

"Palms on the duvet," he instructed, kissing her shoulder once he stood behind her. When Kagome followed his instructions, bending over at the hips to do as he asked, Inuyasha kissed the side of her head. "I'll be right back, alright?"

"Okay."

"Don't move."

"I won't."

"I mean it, Kagome. Don't—"

"Just get going, would you?"

Inuyasha chuckled and disappeared to his ensuite. The door closed most of the way and Kagome heard a drawer open, followed by the dull clicks of what she assumed was him cutting his claws down again. The memory of what he did the last time he did that had a heat and surge of anticipation plummet below her naval.

When Inuyasha returned, Kagome was helpless to the sight of him nude. Her throat was still hoarse and raw, but seeing him start to harden just at the sight of her next to the bed was enough to have herself convinced she'd let him fuck her mouth as often as he wanted. He was the sexiest, godliest thing she'd ever laid her eyes on.

She'd been lost in thought and startled back to reality when Inuyasha's arms circled her waist. His lips grazed her ear. "Ready?"

That one word had an excitable energy rattling Kagome's insides. Like the dumbstruck moron in love she was, she asked, "For?"

She felt him grin against her lobe, her jaw. "It's your turn now."

"My turn?"

When he drew her mass of hair over one shoulder, Kagome shivered. His palms ran up and down her arms. The heat of them had Kagome feeling cold, but also hot. It was quite strange. "You got me off twice, Kagome—"

"Yeah, 'cause you were in the lead by two. I had to catch back—"

"So it's my turn to bring you pleasure again."

She grinned down at the bedspread, eagerness making her fidget. "We can't both find pleasure next, Inuyasha?"

He smirked against her shoulder, nipping her gently. "We gotta get you ready for me first."

"Trust me," she sighed huskily, "I am more than—"

His fingers on her zipper stunned her into silence, and Inuyasha chuckled as he kissed her shoulder again. The zipper was loud in its crawling descent down her spine. "Let me clarify," he whispered into her nape, causing Kagome to hold her breath and shudder. "We gotta get your pussy ready for me first."

"Jesus, Inuyasha," she sighed, sucking in a rushed breath.

Kagome somewhat recalled the only other time Inuyasha unzipped her from a dress, but that time thoroughly paled in comparison to now. Maybe it's because he was now hers and she was his. There was nothing forbidden about loving Inuyasha anymore. Not that there ever really had been. She was just scared and dumb before.

Inuyasha unzipped her slowly, kissing her spine as the teeth parted for his mouth. The garment loose, he tugged gently and Kagome felt the material give. He sucked her earlobe between his teeth, his breath causing shivers to erupt as the dress descended. Kagome moaned when her breasts were freed, her nipples already hard and aching. Inuyasha nipped, licked, and kissed his way across the arch of her shoulders, licking the shape of her shoulder blades. The newness of his tongue where it had never been caused her back to arc with pleasure. When the dress hit her naval, Inuyasha slowly lowered himself to his knees. He kissed each disc in her spine on his way down. He allowed the dress to hover over the swell of her hips so his hands could appreciate the slope of her waist, the touch of newfound skin that had always just been out of reach. His patience immediately dwindling, he tugged the dress from her hips, and let the satiny fabric drop the rest of the way until it bunched around her feet. Kagome's heart rattled, fully exposed to him.

Inuyasha sounded like he was struggling to maintain control when he whispered for her to step out of the dress. Kagome could barely hear anything over the jackhammer of her own heart, but she had heard him and obeyed. There was an aching silence, a lingering pause, where he didn't touch her. Considering he was behind her, she felt even more vulnerable and at a disadvantage. What was he looking at? Why wasn't he touching her? Her palms turned to fists above the duvet.

When his lips connected with her left buttock, she startled with a muted gasp. His breath was warm and kept her skin puckered for him, her nipples tight and taut, her core slick. His hands and mouth worked tangentially, caressing and kissing. When he sucked a mass of her flesh into his mouth and she felt the pinprick of his teeth, Kagome cried out, her fists gripping the bedspread. He sucked her to the point of leaving a hickey. Before her breathing could stabilize, he nipped a fang into her other buttock.

The flat of his tongue licked the pain away, drawing the curve of her buttock. Having a man's mouth where she never had before, Kagome made that pornographic sound that Inuyasha seemed an expert at eliciting from her.

"Too much?"

"No," she answered, breathless. "Oh god no. I like it."

"Bein' bitten?" The constant heat of his breath and words on her behind had Kagome ridiculously hot. "Or me licking your ass?"

She scoffed an aroused breath. "The biting." Then, with a self-deprecating laugh, "What does that say about me?"

"That you're perfect for me."

Her heart wanted to give out. "Y-yeah?"

She felt him pause his kiss to grin into her buttock. "Yeah, 'cause I like to bite. And your skin—" He inhaled so deeply it sounded like it could've hurt his nostrils— "fuck, Kagome. I could get blitzed on the smell of you alone."

Kagome licked her lips, readying herself to respond, but Inuyasha surprised her by forcing her legs apart and running confident fingers along the seam of her labia.

"Fuckin' soaked," he purred into her buttock, nipping her and causing her hips to jerk into the side of the mattress. "God, I love this." A skilled finger circled her clit and had Kagome moaning. "I'll never tire of this, Kagome, fuckin' never." He slid a single finger all the way inside her, causing her to cry out and topple forward onto the mattress, her knuckles blanching from her grip. "So fuckin' tight," he purred, sliding in and out of her. "But your body remembers me, remembers this." His finger curled, locating her G-spot and Kagome's hips started bucking of their own volition.

"Oh god," Kagome moaned, her eyes squeezing shut. She parted her legs more, giving Inuyasha more space to finger her. He nipped her ass with approval.

When he added a second finger, she immediately recognized the slow build of orgasm coiling inside her. He wasn't as rough as he was in the hallway. He wasn't being gentle though, either. Kagome's body undulated against the mattress with every thrust of his fingers.

She didn't know why she suddenly deigned to think about Inuyasha's neighbours—not that she'd met them—but she knew he shared literal walls with other beings and Kagome became suddenly very self-conscious of her volume. She found herself biting the duvet to keep from screaming.

With his own moans accompanying hers, Inuyasha started circling her clit, making her instantly aware that climax wasn't just close but imminent. Too far gone in how he made her feel, Kagome completely forgot about being silent. She cried out desperate, pleading words and cries for release. Her voice was breathy, barely there with ache and pleasure.

When Kagome came, Inuyasha spanked her so hard she was able to see his handprint on her ass cheek for a shockingly long time afterwards.

She lay face down on his duvet, her heartbeat ragged and breathing hoarse from a good orgasm. It wasn't at the level of the hallway, and she didn't squirt this time, but Kagome felt sated and gloriously happy because of who it was that made her feel this way. She flinched with surprise when Inuyasha's warm weight touched her backside. He bent over to kiss his handprint with a chuckle before he climbed up her body to lay on her. His erection bounced and prodded at her buttocks, and he ground himself against her once before settling beside her, him on his side, her on her front.

He kissed her shoulder, her bicep, then reached for her chin to draw her lips to his. Kagome had to give him credit. For this being her first time naked with him, he didn't seem to be all about an immediate reveal. He'd really only taken advantage of her exposed ass. It shocked Kagome, how much she liked his mouth on her ass. She blushed, recalling the...fantasies he had shared with her in the living room.

"You are the most delicious thing I've ever encountered," he whispered into her shoulder, her head recoiling from the tickling breath as she giggled softly. He captured her lips, nibbling hers gently in a slow, languid pace.

Kagome moaned into the kiss, her fingers passing through his bangs. "Thank you," she whispered into his mouth, smiling at him. "That was really good."

Inuyasha huffed a light laugh. "You know—you don't gotta thank me every time I make you come."

"I feel like I do, though."

He nuzzled his way between her head and shoulder until he could suck on her neck, which had her opening up to him. "You definitely don't," he murmured, his voice soft and breath warm. "'Cause I'm pretty sure I only exist to bring you pleasure."

Kagome scoffed. "Not only was that one of the sweetest things you've ever said, it's also incredibly wrong." Inuyasha tore his lips away to stare at her incredulously. He frowned at the smirk she cast him. Before he could toss a quip back at her, she kissed him, then said, "I'm pretty sure you exist so I can make you happy, which brings me boundless joy in return."

Inuyasha stared at her with a dumbfounded expression before he, for lack of a better term, jumped her.

He rolled Kagome onto her back, his bulk following along with her. He covered her with his body, his weight sinking into her as she laughed from the suddenness of the action and his playful expression. His hard lines settled into her hills and hollows to the point Kagome couldn't differentiate their body parts. His heat became their heat. She'd always known she craved his touch, but feeling his naked body on hers? Nothing had ever dared to come this close to perfect.

When he saw the waggishness fade in her eyes, Inuyasha cupped her cheek and kissed her deeply. Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him in, allowing him to deepen the kiss even more as she sighed a moan. Her legs fell apart, making space for his hips and him, prodding at her belly, her vulva, eager, ready.

"You are the most glorious thing I've ever seen," Inuyasha breathed into her mouth, his palm caressing her temple, her cheek, resting on her jaw.

As he began kissing her throat, Kagome angled her head out of the way, her breath hitching. His tongue-tipped kisses tickled until his teeth wrapped around her earlobe. Her hips jolted against his. Then Inuyasha was less gentle and more...purposeful.

His kisses trailed her clavicle, his tongue exploring her body more intentionally than when he had marked the different parts of her the day before. When Inuyasha pushed up onto his knees, kneeling over her thighs, he was silent as his eyes took her in. His inspection of her nakedness was unhurried, thorough. He appraised every blemish. Every inch. Every slope. Every peak. Kagome held her breath, mentally begging him to say or do something. The intensity of his stare had her feeling open, exposed, vulnerable in a way she'd never felt before.

After what felt like an eternity, he descended on her breasts with his mouth and both hands simultaneously. He kissed and bit and sucked and licked like he'd been deprived a basic necessity. He tongued her nipple and teased it with his teeth like he'd just discovered his state of withdrawal and her his fix. After leaving a hickey on her left breast, he sucked her right nipple so hard he turned her areola into its own hickey. By the time he was done with her, her nipple was a darker shade of red, leaving her breasts mismatched. Her hardened peaks were properly lavished and devoured. He left no part of her breasts undiscovered or untouched with his saliva and lips. His attention was rough, bruising, and thorough with admiration. Kagome had never made such sounds before.

When Inuyasha gathered her in his arms and walked them on his knees to the head the bed, Kagome's breath hitched. She wetted her lips, readying to say some words or something, but Inuyasha kissed her to the point language failed to exist.

She sat facing him, the headboard behind her, and he kneeled over her legs. Kagome reached for his face at the same moment he leaned towards her, falling into her palms so she could bring his face to hers to kiss. It had been a while since the two of them had a make-out session like this. It made Kagome reminisce their early days, when just the taste and sensation of Inuyasha's mouth was enough to drive her wild. Now, here she was, naked, beneath him, about to enjoy so much more of him. Her heart wanted to burst with happiness.

"Lay down," he whispered when she separated their mouths with a lung-quaking inhalation. Kagome was convinced her lips were never going to recover from tonight.

Her eyes never left his as her head found a pillow. She didn't know what she expected after they didn't resume kissing. She envisioned rough, immediately rushed hands, feverish kisses, gasping breaths, and then he'd be inside her.

Instead, he only stared. Kagome propped herself up on her elbows, chewing her bottom lip and wincing from the sensitivity of the flesh. A blush sprouted across her cheeks and settled in her chest as she struggled to keep eye contact with him. It had to be a minute and he didn't say anything. He just...stared.

At first, his eyes never left her face. Golden spheres of liquid honey gazing so deep into her own she felt hypnotized by him. Then his eyes began to rove her body, taking in the shape and slope and creases of her. The Drop just above her sternum, the glimmer of the chain around her neck. The pertness of swollen, well-loved breasts, the paleness of her skin, the knobbiness of her knees, the dampness of her labia and the little strip on her vulva that comically rivalled the violent mass of waves around her shoulders.

Just as Kagome's fingers fisted into the duvet with discomfort, her eyes unable to linger on him any longer, Inuyasha spoke. "Don't do that."

She hadn't expected him to say anything. She also hadn't expected him to be so quiet. She almost didn't hear him. "Do what?"

His gaze was back on her face and she blushed. "Don't act like you're anythin' but the most gorgeous creature on the fuckin' planet. You are—fuck, I'm gonna sound so fuckin' lame—but you are art, Kagome. I am so attracted to you it fuckin' hurts." Inuyasha climbed over her legs to hover on all fours above her. His neck declined until their lips met. "Your body is perfect." He kissed her passionately. "The way you moan for me, the way I can get your breath to skip, it fuckin' undoes me like you wouldn't believe." He kissed his way down her torso in a straight line from her chin. "I love the sound of your voice, Kagome, the way you say my name like a prayer and a goddamn curse all at the same time."

Kagome gasped when his kisses stalled around her naval.

"I love the way you blush, the way your blood heats your skin and turns you into my own little mood ring." Inuyasha kissed each of her hips, licked his way across her vulva, erupting her body in goosebumps and a lingering shudder. Kagome's fingers ached from their grip on the duvet with anticipation. "I love the way you smell," he said, pushing her thighs out and inhaling deeply. The look on his face had wetness dripping down her centre. "I love kissing you, your lips, all of it."

"Then kiss me."

He grinned against her vulva, his fingertips slipping between her labia. "Oh, I'm gonna kiss you, darlin', but it's not gonna be on your mouth."

Kagome cried out when Inuyasha slurped one of her lips into his mouth, sucking on her gently, but with enough pressure it had Kagome's hips jerking. "O-oh god, Inuyasha."

"I told you you had lips made for kissing," he said, basically speaking into her pussy. He sucked on her labia, the sound vulgar and making her even wetter. "Jesus Christ, Kagome, your pussy just doesn't stop for me, does it?" When Kagome mumbled an incoherent sound of agreement, Inuyasha sucked her other lip into his mouth. He suckled on her labia until there was no remaining moisture except his own saliva.

"Inuyasha." If the way she said his name didn't sound like she was asking for it, Kagome didn't know how she could do any better.

"Yes, darlin'?"

"Stop teasing me. Please." She bounced her hips up at him for emphasis and he just chuckled at her.

He kissed her clit, a rumble of approval in his chest when her hips shot up and she cried out from the pressure. He settled on his stomach between her legs, drawing each of her thighs over his shoulders. He circled one arm around her thigh, grasping her hip as he kissed his way around her vulva, lapping at the strip of hair with his tongue. Inuyasha drew little circles around her clit, chuckling darkly at the way Kagome's hips twitched with impatient need. When he separated her labia to expose her fully, he groaned with pleasure at the sight of her dripping pinkness.

"You're literally soaking for me. Fuck, Kagome, look at you. Swollen and wet and so fuckin' beautiful." He spread her lips wider, mesmerized by the way her layered folds moved and glistened with her arousal.

Kagome sunk her fingers in his hair. "Please, Inuyasha."

For a guy who had always been hung up on her begging, he seemed perfectly fine to ignore it now. Inuyasha paused to watch moisture seep from her opening, a groan on his lips as he shook his head incredulously. With the tips of his fingers, he stretched the area around her entrance, holding her open, making more space for aroused discharge to leak and flow over her perenium, between her cheeks.

"Unreal," he groaned, his fingers stretching her vagina from all sides. "Your pussy is so fuckin' ripe. You really have been steeping for me all week." He kissed and nipped the inside of her thigh, making her moan. "So wet and perfect. My juicy girl."

"Please, Inuyasha!" Kagome cried when his fingers kept circling her entrance. He was driving her crazy. She was so foregone with lust she couldn't even care that he was splitting her open, staring into her, enticing more wetness to ooze from her so he could watch the beads of arousal drip into her ass.

With a husky growl, he slid the tip of a finger inside her. Inuyasha's hips thrust against the bed, humming a guttural sound from the sight. His finger penetrated her opening with a wet slurp, making them both groan with maddening lust. Her from the teasing pleasure. Him from the taunting visual.

"You seriously have the most perfect pussy, Kagome. Fuck—" He said, and he started to laugh, like...he was actually laughing— "I can't believe this is mine. I can't believe you're mine, Kagome. Fuck...you're mine, darlin'. You're mine."

He nuzzled her clit and Kagome writhed and groaned. "Inuyasha, please. I can't take it. P-please, sweetheart, I need—"

"You need me to make you come?"

"I need you, Inuyasha," she corrected, her fingers stroking his scalp. "Inuyasha, I need you so badly. My body is on fire waiting for you. I told you earlier: you make me feel hungry and hollow, desperate and fucking insane with need. I am so addicted to you. I need more of you, please. Please, baby. I-I can't take it."

He kissed her clit. "You want my cock, darlin'?"

"So fucking badly, Inuyasha."

"Then let's get you ready for it."

After his other arm rounded her thigh to keep her legs parted for him, Inuyasha drew back her labia with both hands and sucked her clit into his mouth. Kagome practically bounced off the mattress with a loud cry. His tongue was an assault of flicks and strokes. He sucked on her deeply like her pleasure nub elicited some elixir he was desperate to slurp up. Kagome strangled her cries with the back of her hand when Inuyasha gently bit her sexual organ. A fiery burst of pleasure shot through her body. Her feet pressing into his back, her knuckles whitened as she squeezed the duvet. A gasping, needful sound lurched from her throat when he slid a finger all the way inside her.

Kagome moved her hips in time to his pumping finger. Inuyasha synchronized the strokes of his tongue on her clit, the sucking draws that had her nubbin stretching like he meant to detach it. When Kagome screamed his name, he punctured her with a second finger. It amazed her, how much of her body he'd mapped out in the short time they'd been intimate. With the first curve of his fingers, he was pressing up into soft frontal wall. He masterfully located her G-spot, and the hook of his fingers dug into her until Kagome's thighs were quivering around his head, her fingers grasping for purchase in his hair. He pumped his fingers in a steady beat while his other hand tweaked her nipple. His tongue and lips and mouth were a relentless force on her aching bead.

"So good, Inuyasha," she moaned, her inhale skipping when he fought her legs to hold her thighs open. "Holy fuck, Inuyasha. It's so good."

He licked every possible surface of her vulva, her pussy dripping with his saliva. Inuyasha's chin and mouth glistened in the lowlight of his bedroom. "Let me know when you're close," he huskily bade, the tip of his tongue teasing her clit.

His gaze seemed torn between watching her facial reactions and appreciating the appeal of his fingers penetrating her. Her body quivered and clenched around his digits with her growing pleasure.

"Y-yes! Oh god, Inuyasha, that's so—I don't think I'm gonna take—"

Kagome didn't know if it was the choreographed skill of his mouth and fingers, or she was just so sex deprived her body got a taste of orgasm and now needed it immediately. But not even two minutes later, she was moaning she was close. Really, very close. That elastic band sensation was building inside her. Something felt like it was about to snap.

Inuyasha opened her legs wider, holding her thighs with his shoulders. Kagome was a wriggling mess on the bedspread. It was too intense, too deep, too good, too fast, too wet. Too everything. His tongue. Holy fucking shit, Inuyasha's tongue! He knew how to bring her to pleasure. His fingers alternated from curving up to press against her G-spot to separating into a V, stretching her. He growled with pleasure when the walls of her channel squeezed him back every time he spread her open from the inside.

Her groans and pleads spurred him into fucking her harder with his fingers. His motions were less penetrating and more like what he had done in the hallway, a flicking, aggressive pound of his fingers inside her. He hooked into that spot again that had her insides boiling and limbs shaking. Her mouth was screaming without uttering a sound.

"Fuck, I love your cunt, Kagome," he said to her clit before sucking it into his mouth, drawing it deeply, circling it with his teeth.

"Oh god, oh god, Inuyasha!" Kagome cried, one hand in his hair, one hand in her own. "I'm so close, baby. I'm, oh god—"

He kissed her thigh, smirking. "I'm gonna add another finger, darlin'."

"I-Inuyash—"

Jesus Christ, his fingers were relentless. "Tell me if it's too much, okay?"

The pressure of his added ring finger was...intense but not unwelcome. Her body felt invaded, stuffed. She felt her body open for him, slurping him in as a form of aroused greeting like it had the other two fingers before it.

"Fuck yes." He leaned back to watch his fingers separating her hole, her body sucking him in. He hummed a dark, proudful sound at the sheen of creamy wetness on his fingers every time they exited her body, just to plunge back in. Inuyasha kissed her clit and Kagome practically bounded off the bed. "Good girl," he cooed, taking the swollen knob in his mouth. "Good fucking girl, Kagome. Yeah, baby, that's it. Fuck, darlin'. That pussy's takin' it like a fuckin' champ. Look at you..."

She was nothing but searing white heat and pleasure.

Those three fingers curled up, pressed on that hot, fleshy part inside her, and Kagome erupted in a body-quaking tremor. She needed to flee, to get away from this building pressure that threatened to be her undoing. Inuyasha pinned her down, diving and flapping his fingers inside her, his jaw a merciless motion as he sucked on her clit.

"Inuyasha...oh fuck, please. Please!" She couldn't take it. This had to be the way she died. She'd never felt so much pressure. She was full, so full, so like she was about to burst. There was too much sensation, too much goodness. Just too much in general.

"Does it hurt?"

"No! N-no. Fuck, it—it's intense, Inuyasha! Oh god, I-I don't think I can—Inuyasha it's too much. Baby, it's so fuckin' much."

"Fuck yes, Kagome," he purred. His one palm spread over her low stomach and vulva, pinning her frantic, bucking hips to the mattress. His other arm was relentless with the arched jerk of his fingers against her G-spot. "You can take it, baby. Come for me, Kagome. Fuck, you're squeezin' my fingers so fuckin' tight. Do it for me, darlin'. Come for me. I need to taste you, Kagome. Fuck baby, let go. I got you. Give it to me."

Kagome screamed when he started to flick his tongue against her clit with focused torture. She was a constant chant of Oh god and I don't think I can. He covered her legs with his chest when her hips began bouncing and jerking to the point he couldn't stay attached to her clit. Kagome cried out with wails of overstimulated pleasure. Her nails dug into his scalp, gripped her breast with bruising pressure.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I-I'm gonna—Inuyasha, I'm com—oh fuck, Inuyasha!"

The cheeky bastard took a leaf from her own book. Right as she announced she was coming, Inuyasha replaced his fingers with his tongue. The pressure of his three digits leaving her body had a squishing vacuum effect that somehow intensified her orgasm. When the wet heat of his thick tongue reamed inside her in plunging drives, Kagome screamed. She came on his tongue in a screaming, squirting whirlwind. He thrust his tongue inside her, the sensation too much for her brain to handle and body to tolerate. If Kagome wasn't in the throes of pleasure, she would have been mortified that his face was covered in her ejaculate. She climaxed to a cacophony of her shrieks and his moans of pleasure, along with vulgar slurps and audible swallows that had Kagome's entire body twitching and arcing off the mattress like she was being pumped with electricity.

When her body stilled and there was only the pulse of her contented vagina around Inuyasha's tongue, she shivered when he pulled the organ from her. He wiped his face on the duvet as he chuckled. When he kissed his way up her body with a low snigger, Kagome was no more than a pile of sated mush, helpless against him scooping her into his arms and kissing her deeply. He tasted like her. It was musky and rich and fleshy and all kinds of naughty.

She had no idea how many minutes it took her heartrate to settle, for her breathing to normalize. She could barely focus on anything, her forearm cast over her eyes as her other hand rested over her pounding heart. Inuyasha slid his fingers between hers and she squeezed. That was all he could get out of her for the next few minutes. As soon as her arm uncovered her eyes, she was accosted by the most beautiful smile she'd ever seen on his face.

"That bad, huh?"

It took a second for her brain to remember how to words. "Shut up."

He laughed so loudly it had Kagome laughing in tandem. His body was nestled up close beside her, his head propped in his palm. She hadn't noticed he released her hand to cup her breast. His hand rested there casually, and Kagome found the touch sensual even if he didn't mean for it to be.

"Good...holy fuck, that was good."

"Good," he said against her cheek, kissing her loudly.

She giggled, rolling onto her side to face him. The hand that had cupped her breast landed on her hip, caressing her side with gentle strokes until she was a mass of gooseflesh. Kagome cupped his cheek, her thumb stroking lazily back and forth across his skin. "I'm going to sound like a broken record, but you, Inuyasha, are truly the best thing that has ever happened to me in this life."

He drew the teardrop charm from between her breasts and fingered it while he kept her gaze. His eyes creased from his smile. "I think that's the orgasm talking."

Kagome smacked him in the shoulder, which made him chuckle. "I'm trying to be cute and have a moment with you, okay?"

"A moment, huh?"

"Yes!" she snapped impudently. "And you're not letting me—"

His palms found her jaw, his thumbs tight on her cheeks as his mouth devastated her. His tongue plunged between her lips, and Kagome gasped around the organ, lost in the warmth of his kiss, the heat of his hands on her face. He was tender, sensual, and Kagome's heart was a hectic rush from how much emotion she felt behind the undulations of his mouth. When she tugged on his bicep to pull him on top of her, he complied willingly. Kagome settled onto her back, her legs opening to accommodate his hips.

When his lips detached so he could catch his breath, Kagome leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Remember that Saturday when you came over, and I was an idiot for letting you leave?"

Inuyasha rolled his eyes, running his fingers over the arches and ridges of her face. "Yeah, I remember. That was the night I told you I realized I had feelings for you. Kinda hard to forget it."

Kagome scoffed, gripping his fingers and manipulating them so she could kiss the pads. "I've dreamed of you being on top of me like this because of then."

"Yeah?"

She blushed and nodded. "Yeah. This feels right, Inuyasha. It did then too—" She looked away briefly until his fingers found her chin to bring her gaze back to his— "I was just too in my own head at the time and too scared to realize what you meant to me."

His eyes were a slow drag back and forth between hers. Kagome was sure if she didn't have his weight on her, her heart would've propelled from her ribcage. "I don't regret how long it took us to—"

"I do," she interjected. Her words were more intense than she meant them to be. Her brow creased as emotions welled up in the back of her throat. "I kept you waiting for so much longer than necessary because I was too hung up in my issues and—"

"Kagome. Don't." He kissed her bottom lip, retreating before she could kiss him back. "What did I say? No thinkin' tonight."

"Hypocrite, much?" she teased with an antagonizing grin. "You were thinking plenty earlier after I—"

"Yeah, I know," he sighed hotly. "And you were able to help me pull my head outta my ass. But, right now...bein' like this with you—This moment? I want you here with me, to experience this with me, and not get lost in your own head."

Kagome's cheeks were awash with pink heat. "But...what if what I wanna think about is you? What if I can't help but think how being with you is the greatest thing I'll ever experience?"

He grinned, his lips pressing into her forehead. "That's pretty big talk."

She cupped his cheek while her other hand traced shapeless patterns over his trapezius and shoulder. She felt small and protected beneath him like this. She blushed, her gaze flickering away from him for only a moment. "I mean it, Inuyasha," she admitted in a small voice. "Sometimes what I feel for you is so intense I could cry."

"Please don't," he said softly, causing them both to laugh.

Her fingers traced his eyebrows. "My boyfriend's gotta get used to happy tears."

He stilled, looking into her eyes with such depth, such intensity, Kagome observed three different shades of gold, ochre, and amber swirling in his gaze. "Are you, really? Happy?"

"Insanely. You make me very happy, Inuyasha." A curt, breathy chuckle turned into a broad smile. "I don't think I've ever been this happy, honestly."

Inuyasha kissed her, his lips lingering on hers even after they stopped moving. Directly into her soft, red, swollen mouth, he whispered, "I can't imagine life without you now."

"Good."

He smirked at her. His eyes sparkling. That was clearly not the response he was expecting from her. "Good?"

She nodded, fingering his hair. "It was all part of my plan, you see. Weasel my way into your head and your heart like an adorable little infestation until you couldn't go on without me." Then, with a giggle, "Glad to know it worked."

"I wouldn't want to."

"What?"

"I wouldn't wanna live in a world without you in it. You are hands down the best thing I've ever experienced, Kagome. I dunno what I did right in this or a past life, but I don't wanna ever go a day without your goodness, your light, your joy, your dumb face that I—"

"Inuyasha..."

"Yeah?"

"You're gonna make me happy cry."

He snorted, his gaze flicking away as his cheeks flushed slightly. "If there's any water leakin' from your eyes it better be happy."

She chuckled, lifting her head to kiss him. "I interrupted you. I'm sorry. Please continue."

His flush deepened and now his gaze seemed unable to meet hers, like he'd find his own lack of confidence in her chocolate stare. "No, I was done."

"You weren't though," she bickered softly. "You were sayin' something about never wanting to go a day without my goodness and my dumb face, and?"

"And I—" He paused, his eyes closing as he took a deep breath that flexed his stomach against hers. "I—" He sighed— "I really, really enjoy you, Kagome."

Kagome deflated. Disappointment felt loud in every corner of her body. She thought he was about to say he loved her.

The concept had her feeling ridiculous, like the hopeless romantic she was, wishing he would love her the way she loved him. But then again, he had told her what he feels for her is big, and had mentioned in a variety of different ways how overwhelming his emotions for her are. So, maybe it could be love. After all, love was subjective, it came in different sizes and different shapes.

If they were, in fact, mates, how could this not be love?

All Kagome knew was she refused to be the first to admit to love. There was no way she would allow herself to say it first. It would mean more, she realized—him saying I love you—if he was given the space, the time, the opportunity to stew in his emotions until he discovered and recognized his feelings for what they were. Love, with Inuyasha, would be really real when he acknowledged it first.

She sighed, smiling up at him. "I really, really enjoy you too, Inuyasha."

Her fingers on his cheek, she guided his lips to hers for a gentle kiss. When he tried to talk again, she kissed him harder, her lips seizing his and nibbling until his mouth parted and her tongue invaded. When he went to speak again—like third time's the charm—she wrapped her arms around his neck, curved her back to press her breasts into him, and breathed a husky rumble in her throat. That got his attention because he didn't try to say anything after that.

When his tongue lashed into her mouth, his lips seized her organ in a tight, drawing suction, and Kagome gasped. She pressed her palm into his shoulder, creating space to roll on top of him. When Inuyasha landed on his back, and the peaks of her breasts grazed his taut chest, they both moaned. One hand fisted in her hair, his other cupped her breast, massaging and pinching the tender flesh until Kagome's keening breath vibrated in their joined mouths.

His eager erection was prodding and twitching against her body. In direct response, she began grinding against him, desperate to remedy the emptiness that ached inside her. Every buck of her hips left a coating of her arousal on his skin.

Their breathing became hoarser, their moans more desperate and searching. When Kagome felt his glans brush her entrance, she panicked, pulling away from him. "I'm not on anything," she all but shouted breathily. "I stopped taking birth control after—"

"It's okay, Kagome," he murmured, drawing her back down to him for a kiss. "I wasn't gonna make any presumptions." He lifted one of the pillows to show Kagome a small stash of condoms.

"Neat hiding place," she chuckled with a blush, her palms settling on his pecs. It was a little staggering, how perfect the hot tautness of his muscles felt beneath her palms.

He rolled his eyes at her. His palms cupped her hips, stroking up her sides, over her breasts, then back down. "On a bed this big? I wasn't gonna be willin' to take my hands off you to find the drawer."

Kagome tucked a strand of hair behind each of her ears then leaned down to kiss him deeply. She felt the rumble in his chest as his cock flexed up and swatted her in the bottom. "I appreciate that you came to bed prepared," she teased huskily. She kissed him again, allowing just enough space between them to stare into his eyes. "I think I'd like to," she said with a blush, "go back on birth control, I mean. I'd like to not have to use those—" She nodded at the condom in his hand— "eventually. I think I'd like to feel it when you...when you—"

Inuyasha grinned broadly, reaching around to cup her ass and massage her cheeks together. "Kagome Higurashi," he admonished cockily. "You sayin' you wanna feel me come inside you?"

She blushed, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, and nodded. When her eyes lingered on the condom wrapper in Inuyasha's hand, his gaze followed, then turned back to her.

"C'mere," he instructed, holding a hand out to her, waiting for her cheek to find his palm. When her mottled, warm skin settled in his hand, his thumb skated across her cheek. He tugged her down until she was fully laying on top of him, her breasts billowing beneath her chin, her forearms across his chest. The backs of her hands gently caressed his chin. Inuyasha's gaze lowered to find the Drop, and he brought it to his mouth to kiss before dropping it again. "I've been waitin' for this with you a long fuckin' time, Kagome. I don't know why I ever thought bein' with you could be hard. This—" He tightened his grip on her cheek— "being with you, like this, is the easiest, best thing I've ever known. I know I got my shit to work through—"

"We both do," she said quietly, tapping his chin.

"—but you are so, so fuckin' worth it. I mean it."

She was silent for a few heartbeats, her eyes dashing between his. "You're being very...sweet right now. Is...is everything okay?"

He lifted a single shoulder in a lazy shrug. Then he angled his neck so he could kiss her nose. "Yeah, I'm good, just—" His eyes focused on hers as his thoughts seemed to gather— "I told you before that I can't do affection or intimacy without sex. You've really gone outta your way tonight, Kagome, to make me happy, to meet my needs, and I'm just—" He sighed like the words evaded him— "I appreciate the hell outta you."

She giggled. "I know," she said, kissing his chin. "You told me that already." His expression turned severe for a moment and the smile on Kagome's face diminished slightly to notice it. "You sure you're okay?"

He nodded. "Just thinkin' about what's next," he said thoughtfully.

She smiled, nuzzling his chin. "And what is next, Inuyasha?"

"How're you feelin'?"

"Excited," she admitted with a soft laugh. "Maybe a little anxious-slash-impatient."

He laughed at that. "You feelin' impatient for me, Kagome?"

She ran her fingers through his hair. "I usually am, Inuyasha."

"Yeah?"

"Mmhmm. But, as dumb as it may sound, as eager as I am for us to become even closer, I can't find myself wanting this moment with you to end."

He brushed her bangs from her eyes. "Why's that?"

"I like being with you like this. Naked, touching, chatting. I've honestly never felt closer to you than this and I like it a lot."

He chuckled. "I can think of a way I can get a lot closer, Kagome, if you're interested."

She giggled. "Why, Mr. Taisho, are you propositioning me?"

He nipped her chin. When she moaned through a chuckle, he captured her mouth and brought a deeper moan to life by the profundity of his kiss. He stroked his knuckles down her temple. "We can obviously talk about this more later, but goin' back to your comment about birth control, there are either pills or a shot that protect against pregnancy from demon sperm."

Kagome's brows creased and she blinked at him. "Demon...sperm?"

Inuyasha huffed a laugh. "Yeah. It's more potent than human sperm. Human birth control wouldn't do anythin' for you, for me."

Kagome blushed. "Oh, I-I see." Her eyes turned back to the wrapper sitting next to them on the bed. "And what about that? Is that a special demon condom?"

He laughed a bright throaty sound. "No, Kagome. A condom is a condom."

"Ah," she said, grabbing the package and inspecting it.

When a silence fell between them for a few breaths, Inuyasha's hand overlaid her fingers and the condom held between them. "You wanna put it on me?"

She startled, her eyes flicking to his as a redness scorched up her neck and settled in her cheeks. "I-I don't—I've never—I don't know how." She bit the inside of her cheek. "I'd worry I'd put it on wrong and then—"

He smirked at her unfinished sentence. "And then?"

Kagome exhaled loudly then laughed at herself. She couldn't meet his eye because of her mild case of embarrassment. "I think I'd feel more comfortable if you did it."

He grinned, making a show of slipping the wrapper from her hand. "Should I?"

Her eyes found his again and the scorching red in her face plummeted to create a lump in her throat and a heat in her chest.

After all this time, they were finally here.

A restless energy found Kagome's pulse. "Y-you wanna?"

"You know I do," he whispered, cupping her cheek again. "Fuck, do I ever, Kagome. I just wanna make sure you're ready to—"

"I want you," she interrupted, pushing up on her forearms so she was looking down at him. "I want you so badly, Inuyasha, so yes," she inched forward to kiss him deeply. "I'm more than ready."

Inuyasha tilted his body so Kagome fell off him onto the mattress with a throaty giggle. His cheeks were slightly flushed, but he seemed to have no issue with her watching him put on the condom. She was inquisitive, finding the process fascinating to watch. When his hardness was wrapped in a shade of sepia latex, Kagome found herself gulping nervously. That restless energy turned hungry, manic.

Inuyasha sat up so his back rested against the headboard. He adjusted a few of the pillows behind him before he circled his fingers around her bicep. With his encouragement, her thighs settled around his lap as she straddled him, skin pressed close to skin. His thighs were a welcome heat beneath her bottom, his cock a prominent feature just in front of her. Kagome gulped again, failing to understand how her body was going to effectively take that entire thing inside her.

As if he could hear the panic in her thoughts—or realistically, knowing Kagome, the panic she visibly wore on her face—Inuyasha muttered a hushed, "C'mere." His hands in her hair on either side of her head, he drew her lips to his.

There was no tentative wind-up to this kiss. Inuyasha went from off to on. One second she wasn't kissing him and the next thing Kagome knew, he was a flurry of tongue and teeth and moist kisses that had her panting and dripping arousal on his lap. Her internal muscles quaked with lust, her pulse wild with need. His mouth never leaving hers, his hands found her breasts and Kagome released a gruff, guttural sigh into the kiss.

He adeptly squeezed her mounds, pinched and rolled and plucked her nipples. He popped off her lips with a juicy smack that surprised her. His hands immediately on her waist, he hoisted her onto her knees so her breasts were in line with his face. Her palms found the headboard as his mouth and tongue and teeth wasted no time besieging her tits. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, pulling so deep that she felt the sting of his teeth around her areola. She was sure he'd suck her entire breast into his mouth if he could. That didn't seem to stop him from trying.

By the time Inuyasha was done with her breasts, and his mouth focused her shoulders and the slope of her neck, Kagome's breasts were covered in hickeys. Her nipples were red and raw from the deep suction of his attentive kisses. His teeth grazed Kagome's neck and she was so aroused she found her hand wrapping around his cock, pumping him slowly. Inuyasha moaned into her skin, his tongue licking up her jugular.

When he intentionally dragged a fang up the side of her neck, Kagome found herself saying, "I want you to bite me."

Hers were the first words they'd said in a while and Inuyasha flinched, which startled Kagome enough she released him. She wasn't sure what sort of response she expected from him, but the static, motionlessness after a brief, sharp recoil? Yeah, she definitely hadn't expected that.

Inuyasha was hesitant to meet her gaze. When he did, after what seemed like seconds of him coercing himself too, he looked...sad. Regretful.

"Kagome, I—" He sighed. "Darlin', I...I'm not gonna bite you."

Panic and remorse had her eyes widening, shame and embarrassment tinging her cheeks pink. She opened her mouth, ready to apologize, to try and laugh off her stupidity and her brainlessness at a dumb comment like that, but he cupped her face in both hands and held her until she looked at him.

"It's not that I don't want to, Kagome. Fuck, I-I know I'd really enjoy it. It's just...biting someone on the neck...that's a mate thing, and—"

"I understand," she said quickly, emerging from his hands as she cleared her throat. "I shouldn't have said that, Inuyasha, I'm sorry."

"No," he groaned, obviously upset. "Kagome, you don't gotta apologize. Seriously. It's not what you think, I swear."

She shook her head, feeling disappointment and red hot regret burning her throat. "No, I—"

He kissed her. He kissed her so deeply, the heat of tears that Kagome felt building started to recede as arousal perked up again.

Things felt different now after that terse, emotional exchange. Their bodies were less playful. Their movements more intentional, more intense. Like they had touched on something serious that irreversibly tinted the atmosphere around them. Maybe it was the reminder of this enormous bond between them. They were obviously not mates, given Inuyasha's reaction to her wanting him to bite her, but what they shared was still something big, something significant. Something worth the Drop. Something long term and beautiful to love and protect.

Because this was love. For Kagome, as least. Every kiss, every touch, every graze, every panting, wanting breath. Every sensation he gave her and everything she gave him in return was a symbol of her love for him.

Kagome gasped into his mouth when he cupped her ass. His fingers were a hard, forceful pressure digging into her skin. He used her ass to guide her closer to him, to remove the distance between them. Chest to chest, his erection sat vertically up his stomach. His cock jerked with every one of her moans, every time her fingers stroked his ears, every kiss she laid to his neck and bite to his shoulders.

She pushed up onto her knees to cup his face. Kagome's kiss was so feverish, his teeth cut into her already tender lip. There was the slightest coppery taste of blood in their kiss, and Inuyasha groaned, grabbing the base of his cock and settling it beneath her. Feeling the tip of him nearing her entrance, Kagome froze.

There was a heartbeat or two where Inuyasha kissed her not realizing she had stalled. But soon, he pulled away, giving their eyes more room to engage, like he realized what was about to happen. Kagome licked the tender wound on the inside of her lip and adjusted her grip on his shoulders. She lined herself up until his glans caught on her entrance. Her eyes marched between his, not daring to look away. She didn't know how long they lingered like that, her poised above his cock, his hands on her hips, keeping her steady. Their eyes were a constant, steady pulse back and forth.

When Kagome felt ready to lower herself onto him, she leaned forward and kissed him. The kiss was a nice idea but a useless distraction, because as soon as he split her open and his meaty crown plunged inside, they both separated with a gasp.

The sensation of him entering her was nothing like Kagome had ever experienced. His glans stretched her like she'd never been stretched before. There was a popping sensation when she slid over the crown and started the rest of her descent. She paused, lingering on the smoothness of his shaft, breathing out deeply as she met and released a pocket of air. She could feel her body making room for him in her tight channel. The more of him she took inside her, the more Kagome felt like an upside-down cup under water—there was a rushing fullness as he filled her up, a tightening pressure building in the areas he'd yet to reach.

When he first entered her, Inuyasha's fingers dug into her hips, and he stifled a strangled growl that turned into a curdling rumble in his throat. His eyes clenched shut, his eyebrows quivering. He breathed out slowly in a long, labourious breath before his eyes opened again to meet hers. When her pussy sucked past the head of his cock with an agonizingly pleasurable tightness, Inuyasha let out a low, murmuring "Fuck" that was at least five seconds long. His eyes fluttered like he wanted to close them but didn't dare separate their reignited eye contact.

Which Kagome was grateful for.

She was barely keeping it together.

Her pulse consumed her entire body. Emotionally, she didn't know what to feel, so she settled on all of it. She needed the tether of his amber, gold, and ochre to keep her from losing it.

Kagome lowered herself onto him slowly. Realistically, it was probably painful for Inuyasha how slowly she was going. But other than the odd curse word and him breathing deeply to hold himself together, he let her take her time. Even with Inuyasha's three fingers, Kagome had never felt this full.

He cupped her cheek when she went too fast and winced. "You okay?"

She nodded, her eyes staying locked on his. She licked her lips, paused to adjust her stance on her knees then continued allowing gravity to assist her with taking him into her. When Kagome reached just past half his cock, she stalled, the pressure inside her too much to keep going.

"I need to—"

"Take your time," he whispered, his thumb stroking her cheek. "Fuck, baby, you are so, so fucking tight. Even if you can't take more—"

"I will," she said stubbornly, taking a deep breath. "I told you, Inuyasha. When I thought about having sex with you, the thing I was looking forward to most was—"

"Bein' sheathed to the fucking hilt, I think were the words you used." He chuckled before kissing her. "Yeah, I remember, Kagome."

Maybe, Kagome considered, like a stuck zipper, a slight retreat would assist with forwards movement. So she wrapped her teeth with her lips and she lifted herself on his cock. The change in direction had his glans stroking her from the inside. The intensity made her shudder. It was the first movement other than her sheathing herself on him.

Inuyasha groaned loudly, his palms grasping her hips with tight fingers. "Fuck, just a sec," he hissed, squeezing her to prevent any motion. "You—That—Fuck, Kagome—You're so tight."

She chuckled, leaning forward, moaning with the increase of pressure the new angle triggered. She stalled for just a moment before she continued forward to kiss him. "So you've said, many a-time, Inuyasha." She went to lift herself up some more but he stilled her hips.

"I need a minute here," he gasped, a dry laugh painting his exhale. He breathed out deeply. "Fuck, I thought I'd do a lot better than this."

Kagome smiled. "Is he having a hard time?"

"You're squeezin' my cock so tightly, Kagome, I could honestly come from this, so yeah, I'm havin' a hard fuckin' time. Just gimme a—"

"Take your time, sweetheart," she giggled quietly, kissing his nose. "Let me know when I can move again." When she went to kiss his nose again, he stole her lips and held her cheeks, keeping her mouth for his enjoyment as he lapped and sucked and nibbled, drawing moan after moan.

He never did end up giving her permission to move again, but when Kagome rose up on her knees then sunk back down onto him, they both gasped into each other's mouths. He uttered a hard, guttural "Fuck" while she cried a breathy, "Holy shit" and then she did it again. The friction of his glans grating inside her was intense. Periodically, Kagome would use gravity's help to sink a bit further onto Inuyasha's cock, but she still wasn't at the base.

Inuyasha drew Kagome into his arms, his mouth on her neck. She gasped when his thumb found her clit and pressed onto that spot that had her legs twitching for him reliably. The pressure inside her built and built and Kagome held her breath like that could keep the looming orgasm at bay. She didn't allow herself to move. She was eager to find her way to the base of his cock, but Kagome felt her climax surfacing, and Inuyasha's thumb was persistent. She moaned into his mouth that he needed to stop or she was going to come. And the bastard had the temerity to use that warning as encouragement to fondle her clit harder, flex his hips slightly to adjust the angle of his cock inside her. Kagome came, sputtering and twitching on his shaft, and Inuyasha could barely handle the sensation of her pussy milking him with her contractions.

"O-oh fuck," Inuyasha cried out, his dulled claws gripping her hips, his breath hot and hoarse and seething as he struggled to catch his breath. "Oh fuck, Kagome, you're squeezin' me so fuckin' hard, I don't know—"

"Inuyasha!" Kagome cried, her arms circling his neck as she panted breath after breath. Her body wouldn't stop twitching, which had his hips bucking, which made Kagome spasm all the more. "You weren't supposed to—That was...oh god, Inuyasha," she cried when she felt the firm pulse of him inside her, "you're still so hard."

He grinned into her mouth, kissing her gently, wincing every time her muscles clenched him as her orgasm faded. "That's 'cause I haven't come yet, darlin'." He pressed himself into her. The orgasm loosened her muscles and they both cried out when Inuyasha's cock claimed more of her tight channel. There was maybe only an inch and half for her to go.

When he felt Kagome's muscles no longer flexing around his cock, his thumb found her clit again and Kagome's hips flexed against his. She rolled against him in an undulating motion that had him moving in and out of her in a steady pace. Inuyasha swore, gripping her hips tighter. His eyes found hers and he seemed incapable of looking away.

"This is so much fuckin' better than I thought it would be," he groaned, flicking and pinching her clit.

Kagome exhaled a moaning whimper, riding as much of his cock as she'd been able to take so far. Her thighs were slick with moisture. Her skin damp with the early signs of sweat from her efforts and her orgasm.

Inuyasha's bedroom had the faint musk of sex that Kagome found enrapturing—like the smell of sex could confirm the act in a way their bodies couldn't. Her face broke out into a grin. After so much feet dragging and emotional turmoil, she was finally with Inuyasha. Maybe it was the orgasm, maybe it was her joy that she was finally joining with him like they'd wanted from day one. But without Kagome thinking about it, she bottomed out on his cock. Her rocking motions as she rid him had her clit grinding up against his pubic bone and the noises the two of them made were all kinds of vulgar.

"Jesus fucking Christ," Inuyasha groaned. He clutched her ass, stilling her, pinning her to him. One hand gripping a buttock, the other slid up her back to cup her name beneath her hair. He kissed her deeply.

Kagome could barely breath, feeling the throb of his pulse inside her. She couldn't believe this sensation of fullness that seemed like it stretched all the way up to her naval. She tried to grind herself against him but paused when a twinge of pain had her stopping.

"You okay?"

"I think you're knocking on my cervix."

Inuyasha laughed loudly and kissed her with renewed fervour. "We can stay like this a while." He shimmied side to side with a hum of approval, marveling at the fit. "You feel perfect. Tight, hot, and like you were made for me." Then, "No rush, darlin'. Take as long as you need to—"

He groaned when she hesitantly rolled her hips, testing this new sensation of being stuffed and whole.

When Kagome didn't feel that twinge of pain again, she pushed up on her knees then sat quickly, claiming him to the base with a slap. They both groaned and gasped with pleasure. Inuyasha resumed the pressure on her clit and sucked her bottom lip between his teeth. Kagome stilled when Inuyasha's attentiveness to her swollen bean became too sensitive. He raised his hips then dropped them, needing movement, needing friction, now that he finally knew what it felt like to be fully seated inside her.

He cupped her ass and used it to draw momentum. "This is too good. Holy shit, Kagome, this is—"

"Oh god, Inuyasha," she cried, her forehead falling to his as he moved for them. The roll of his hips had him not necessarily penetrating her but grinding against her, her aching nub chafing his pubis and causing her to shudder. "You feel amazing. This is—"

"I know," he answered for her, kissing her. His hands ran over her face, her shoulders, her arms. He cupped her breasts, stroked her waist, palmed her ass. He didn't know where to touch her, it seemed. He wanted all of it at once. He seemed manic, beside himself. There was a frenzied restlessness to him that Kagome had never seen before.

"I want you on top of me," she groaned into his mouth.

Inuyasha wasted no time flipping them. It had Kagome squealing with delight that he stayed inside her with the fluid movement. He smirked down at her. "She liked that?"

"She enjoyed that thoroughly," Kagome giggled. "You know, I've read about that particular maneuver in books and I always thought it was bullshit."

"Always happy to ruin books for you, darlin'," Inuyasha said with a wide grin. "You okay?"

She nodded, exhaling heavily. "I just need a—"

"Whatever you need, darlin'." He kissed her sweetly, settling his weight on his right forearm, his palm in her hair. His other hand cupped her cheek as he deepened their kiss, his mouth drawing her tongue to his so he could suck it like his favourite treat. When he felt Kagome's hips start to move, like she demanded friction, Inuyasha grinned. "She want somethin'?"

She beamed up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and allowing her thighs to fall open around him. "As much as I love the sensation of you filling me up entirely, I wouldn't mind if you—" Her words gave out to a sultry, breathy shudder as Inuyasha drew his hips back and then plunged himself between her legs.

Kagome threw her head back into the pillow, her legs wrapping around his waist as Inuyasha found a pace that worked for them both. The pressure was borderline too much, but Kagome couldn't explain the happiness she felt, the satisfaction she found in being overfull of him.

"I don't think I've ever been this worried about my stamina before," Inuyasha groaned, thrusting back into her and hissing when his hips met hers.

"You can come first," she whispered cheekily into his lips. "I promise I won't mind."

"You already came, Kagome," he answered, nipping her bottom lip as he bottomed himself out in her and they both cried out with pleasure. "Fuck baby, this is better than I dreamed it would be."

Kagome tightened her legs around him, her palms gripping his shoulders. "Aw, Inuyasha, you dreamed about me?"

"All the fuckin' time. This is—you are—Kagome, I—"

"I know," she whispered into his mouth, kissing him softly. "This is perfect, Inuyasha. You are perfect."

Inuyasha dropped his hands to cup her ass, lifting her rear off the mattress. Kagome bit her lip to stifle a wail of pleasure. "This okay?"

"So okay. Holy fuck, Inuyasha."

He slid himself out all the way until his glans was teasing her entrance. The sight of him thick and wet with her juices did things to her. It was so gloriously obsence, looking between her legs to view him about to penetrate her. Kagome keened a begging sound at the emptiness she felt without him, and she screamed when he sunk himself all the way back in. He did it again immediately, loving the sound of his balls slapping her ass.

"Holy fuck," he hissed. "Yes, Kagome. Holy fuck."

Kagome bit his shoulder to stop herself from crying out again and Inuyasha chuckled, kissing the side of her head. "You can be loud, darlin'. You don't gotta—"

"But—" She said with a flush and wide eyes— "Your neighbours will—"

"Soundproofed to demons," he answered as a grunt, sheathing himself fully in her and pushing his hips against hers to deepen the tension. Kagome writhed in his arms, her breath hoarse. "You can be as loud as your li'l heart wants, baby, ain't no one gonna hear what I'm doin' to you."

Kagome kissed him deeply, tugging his mouth against hers, needing to feel more. More of his mouth. More of his body. More of his cock inside her.

"Inuyasha."

"Yeah?"

"Faster."

He looked at her like he didn't understand. "You sure, Kagome? I don't wanna—"

"Please," she added, kissing him again, her frantic heart beating against his. "I need more, Inuyasha."

His hand cupped the crown of her head, his body wrapped around hers as his pace intensified, thrusting into her with an increased vigor that had Kagome wriggling beneath him.

"Yes, oh god, yes."

He sucked her throat. "That good, baby?"

Her palms rose from his chest to his shoulders. She squeezed his biceps, cupped his neck. "So good. Fuck, Inuyasha, you feel so good. This feels—" Inuyasha showed her the definition of balls-deep and it had Kagome begging for more.

She wasn't sure when the change had happened, but when their mouths fell apart, red and swollen and wet from impassioned kisses, there was silence between them. And this silence felt different, signaling the passing of one moment and the start of another.

Some bass-heavy melody swirled in the space around them. Otherwise, they were engrossed in their own soundtrack of rushed, tense breaths, slapping skin, and the slurps of Kagome's hot arousal gulping down Inuyasha's. His rhythm was steady, his breaths turning into grunts of enjoyment every time part of Kagome twitched or her pussy squeezed like she was desperately wanting to milk him.

The next time their eyes met, their gaze locked in a profound tether that had Kagome's pulse pounding through every pore of her body. There was nothing but him. Nothing in the world existed except for this beautifully handsome, considerate, perfect half-demon who Kagome was confident she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She could spend eternity with him like this. A warmth spread throughout her chest, rivaling the heat of arousal. The warmth brought an undercurrent of strong emotions that had Kagome holding back tears, her throat thick with sentiments she desperately wished not to say aloud.

The next time he kissed her, Kagome's heart twitched, and that coil inside her tautened and she knew release was imminent. Their eye contact never broke. His lips found hers but never lingered, because there was a connection being shared through an intimate stare, a communication of their bodies that superseded their mouths. She loved him. She loved him with every fibre and atom of her being, and she sent that through to him in every part of their bodies that touched, every blink of her dampened eyelashes.

Inuyasha's palm cupped her temple, stroked her hair in loving sweeps. His forehead rested against hers periodically, like what they were experiencing was so much even he sought respite. She cradled his cheek and jaw, clutching his shoulder. They hung onto each other like the world would cleft and fall apart should they let go.

Kagome wanted to open her mouth to let him know she was getting close, but she didn't need to say anything for him to know. His pace accelerated, his thrusts long and deep, their bodies shifting together with every forceful coming together of their hips. Kagome felt her body constricting around him and she gasped.

"Inuyasha."

He kissed her. "Me too."

She bit her lip to prevent herself from saying I love you, and felt the elastic inside her snap. Her body was devastated in a wave of pleasure as an orgasm like she'd never known wracked her body. Inuyasha roared as he pumped into her feverishly. Their bodies quaked, shuddered, and trembled in time together, her sucking, him spending. It was a mutually destructive explosion that brought them closer, that rocked their bodies and had them clutching each other tighter. Their breaths laboured together. Their hearts thundered in a percussive duo.

When his thrusts slowed down and he eventually stilled, words felt impossible between them. There was only this huge sensation that cocooned them. Their eyes explored the others, trying to read between the lines, speak the unspeakable.

Inuyasha kissed her. When his lips came away from hers, and he brushed a palm affectionately down the side of her face, Kagome's brain was finally able to put words to what happened.

She and Inuyasha had made love.

And then she started to cry.