Crossover Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Journey to the City of Endless Night ❯ Chapter Fifteen ( Chapter 15 )

Chapter Fifteen

 

Warning: Lemon

Inuyasha grazed Kagome's neck with his fangs before lapping at it with his tongue. She moaned softly into his ear, and he moved, kissing her again, his tongue plunging into her mouth. Both had forgotten all about the deck of cards awhile ago and had set out to explore each other. He felt Kagome's hand tangle into his hair. His hand eased underneath her shirt, gently rubbing her stomach which caused Kagome to arch towards him. Inuyasha let her mouth go, lowering it again to her neck.

Kagome's breathless voice asked, “Inuyasha, what about everyone else? We're not exactly alone on this ship, you know.”

Lifting his head, he looked into her eyes. Inuyasha snorted. “Feh.”

 

He lightly touched her side under her shirt, brushing a claw across her soft skin. Inuyasha smiled, revealing a fang when she let her eyes flutter shut and a low whine escaped her throat. Trailing the hand further up, he cupped one breast through the flimsy fabric of her undergarment. She arched towards his hand, a faint whimper caressing his ears.

Inuyasha removed his hand, untying his fire rat in haste. Once it was open, he slid it off his shoulders, chucking it to the floor. He also undid his undershirt, throwing it onto the pile. Before Kagome could protest why they shouldn't stay below, Inuyasha delved his tongue into her mouth, silencing her. He slid his hand back onto her belly, tracing soft circles in the flesh. Again, his mouth drifted to her pulse point, his tongue darting out to taste the smoothness of her skin. A gasp reached his ears and he looked up.

“Inuyasha, your shoulder.”

He looked towards his left shoulder, noticing the faint, white scar. Shrugging, he muttered, “Feh. So what. It'll be gone in a couple weeks.”

Kagome placed her hands behind her, pushing herself into a sitting position. She adjusted, the wall supporting her back. She tentatively reached a hand out, tracing the outline of the small scar. Inuyasha closed his eyes, feeling the sensation on his rough skin. He growled low in his throat, causing her to pull her hand back.

 

Kagome looked down, her hair falling into her face. She whispered, “I'm sorry. I shouldn't make such a big deal out of it. Like you said, it'll be gone in a couple weeks.”

Inuyasha opened his eyes, flattening his ears to his skull. “Kagome.”

 

He hugged her to his chest, a hand on her hair. She pulled back out of his embrace, surprising him when he felt her kiss the scar, her tongue lapping at it as if it were a wound in need of cleaning. His eyes narrowed to slits and a hushed growl escaped. The sensation of her tongue on his scar made lower regions of his body ache. He gripped the bunk frame tightly in a clawed fist, leaning back as she circled the scar with her tongue.

Kagome looked up at him. She kissed him, the salty taste of their skin mingling together. Lifting a clawed hand, Inuyasha ran his thumb on her cheek before easing her back into the corner she had been a few moments before. He delved his tongue deeper into her mouth, draping himself over her. A hand explored under her shirt, cupping a breast again which caused her to arch flush into his bare chest. Inuyasha groaned into her mouth. He broke the kiss off, pulling the shirt up and over her head and tossed it onto the growing pile.

Kagome again whispered, “Inuyasha, we shouldn't. The rest of the ship will---”

Inuyasha growled low in his throat. “I don't care what the rest of the ship thinks.”

 

He cupped both breasts, still encased in her undergarment, thus causing her to moan into his ear. Inuyasha smiled before lapping at her throat again, the same point as before. He traced one hand down her side, dipping inside her skirt. His fingers made feather passes over her hips, and he smirked as he felt her buck towards his hand.

Kagome gasped. Her eyes closed and she started to pant. The muskiness of her arousal struck his nose and Inuyasha lapped more at her throat as his hand pushed on the elastic of her skirt, trying to coax it off. Kagome clenched her hands into fists within his mane of hair as she bit her lip. Her hips lifted up towards his hand, allowing him to slide the fabric down around her ankles and off.

Inuyasha danced his fingers over her stomach and waistband of her underwear. He traced circles over her neck with his tongue, growling low as he felt her grip his hair. Then he felt her hands move down his back, the fingernails digging in slightly. Inuyasha lifted his head, looking at her. Kagome's eyes remained closed and her mouth had drawn into a tight line, the teeth digging into her lip. He lapped his tongue at her lips, coaxing them open before taking her mouth. Then he slid his hands down to his own pants, untying the string and sliding them off.

Kagome opened her eyes after he ended the kiss. She gasped. “Inuyasha, are you sure? What if someone wants to talk to us---”

Inuyasha drooped his ears. He said, “I already told you, I don't care what they think.” He pulled back slightly, crouched low on the bunk.

Kagome blushed, her arms crossed over her chest. She whispered, “It's not that I don't want this, Inuyasha. I'm just not sure if someone might come looking for us---” She looked down, not finishing her sentence.

Inuyasha glanced towards her. His cheeks flamed as well. He looked over towards the wall, then the pile of clothing on the floor. He bent over to pick up his discarded hakama when he felt a hand grab his. Inuyasha looked over Kagome. Her eyes were downcast and a blush tinged her cheeks. “Kagome, I don't want to force----”

Kagome leaned over, kissing him. She said, “You're not. I just want to be sure that this is what we want.” She looked down at their hands.

Inuyasha lifted her chin. He leaned in, kissing her. She pulled him back with her as she repositioned herself in the corner of the bunk. Their hands let go, and he moved one over her breast, squeezing slightly. “Are you convinced?”

Kagome blushed, and nodded. She arched towards his hand, unable to speak. Her arousal spiked even further, reaching his nose. His other hand slid down her side, tugging at the waistband of her underwear before she lifted her hips to slide them off. Once they were out of his way, he threaded a clawed finger down into the nest of hair, tracing her inner thighs. He licked her throat before grazing his fangs over the pulse point. Kagome panted into his ear, her legs opening slightly for him.

Inuyasha's other hand struggled with the upper undergarment. He slid his hand from her inner thighs. “Damn it. What did you do to this strange garment of yours? You put some spell on it?” He resisted the urge to simply cut it off and throw it across the room.

Kagome giggled. “No. It's just clasped.” She sat up slightly, reaching behind, unhooking it. She tossed it over to the pile. A blush tinged her cheeks and she instinctively crossed her arms over her breasts.

Inuyasha gently slid her arms apart, his hand grasping one of the mounds of soft flesh. He moved his other hand back down towards her thighs, making circles around her inner folds before dipping one clawed finger in. She bucked towards his finger, moaning. Her hand gripped an ear, rubbing it in swift motions. He felt himself respond by bucking towards her. He growled, “Kagome.”

Inuyasha parted her, settling in between her legs. He kissed her while he rubbed her breast. Kagome arched again, their chests touching and he groaned into her mouth heavily. Inuyasha removed his hand completely from her folds, moving his aching flesh towards her heat.

 

Kagome whispered, “Are you sure?”

Inuyasha snorted. He hissed, his voice strained, “Wench, you ask that one more time---”

Kagome smiled slightly. She ran a hand over his ear. After she moved her hand from his ear, she tangled it into his hair. She closed her eyes as his mouth descended on hers again. Inuyasha pushed inside, muffling her cry. Once the initial pain was over, he moved slowly, his hands gripping her hips. He lowered his mouth to her throat, his fangs pricking the skin. Kagome gasped, moving her hips towards his. Inuyasha groaned against the skin of her neck, pushing deeper inside her body. He liked how the heat surrounded him. One hand massaged her breasts and he moved faster in her body, smelling her arousal drift towards his nose. He grunted, his hips bucking into hers. Inuyasha thrust faster as she traced circles over his back with her palms. She moved against him, soft moans filling his ears.

Inuyasha pinned her hips down to the bunk, driving deeper inside. He felt that she was close as she tightened around him and her eyes fluttered shut. His tongue lapped in circles on her throat. His hips bucked hard into her as she convulsed around him. Inuyasha groaned as he felt her tighten and energy washed over him in a pink light. Pushing a few more times inside, he felt his own release as hers subsided. Inuyasha then sunk his fangs deeply into her throat, licking at the fresh wounds afterwards. Sweat ran down his back and he let go of her hips.

Lifting his head up, he looked at Kagome. Her eyes were closed and she panted heavily. She opened her eyes slightly and Inuyasha gasped. They had gold flecks inside of them now instead of the pure brown from before. He lapped at her mark more, sealing the wounds. He lowered towards her mouth, kissing before resting his forehead on hers. He whispered, “Mine. Mate.”

A knock on the door startled both of them and they glanced towards the sound. As they looked at one another, blushes painted both their cheeks. Inuyasha quickly pulled from her body, frantically pulling on his clothes. His voice cracked as he asked, “Who's there?”

“I was just coming to give Kagome her dress. It's washed and I thought she might want to change back into it.” Polgara remarked. “Oh, and the Old Wolf wants to see everyone on deck soon.”

Inuyasha placed a finger to Kagome's lips. He pulled a blanket over her form before crossing the room. Opening the door slightly, Inuyasha grabbed the dress and closed it again in Polgara's face. He said, “We'll be up in just a few minutes, okay?”

Polgara's laughter reached his ears. “Sure, dear. Just don't take too long getting upstairs, alright?”

Inuyasha tossed the dress at the bunk. He slumped against the door, a hand over his eyes. “Whew, that was close.”

Kagome kept her eyes downcast. She held the blanket up around her naked form as she grabbed her clothes from the floor. She pulled her underwear back on before sliding into the gray peasant dress. Once she was dressed, she dropped the blanket and repacked her school uniform. “We better get upstairs.”

Inuyasha nodded, his cheeks still hot. He adjusted his clothes, strapping Tetsusaiga to his side. Opening the door, he stepped into the dim hallway heading towards the door for the deck. Before he could go further, he felt a hand tug him back. “What the hell. We have to go up on deck, Kago---”

Sesshomaru hissed into his ear, “Half-breed, you have such horrible timing.” He let go and Inuyasha glared at him.

“What do you care, jackass?” He adjusted his collar.

Sesshomaru brushed past him. “I suggest you go up on deck and find out what is going on.”

Inuyasha was left staring when he saw his brother smirk ever so slightly before melting into the dimness of the cabin hallway. He twitched his ears, snorting. “Feh. Whatever.”



They reached the harbor of Mal Gemila at dawn. The sea air hung in a haze over the city before them as they stepped onto the gray cobblestoned wharf. A hill rose from the harbor and they trudged up it, pulling their horses along behind them. Sesshomaru looked around the city, his nose wrinkling slightly from the bombardment of land meeting sea. Rin walked close by his side, her small hand gripping the fabric of his pants.

They turned into a narrow street, the little thief in the front leading the way. “Belgarath, we have to stop and talk to my factor here. It's been awhile since I've been in contact with Yarblek and I'd like to see if they have any information about what we're doing right now.” The man's nose twitched.

The old man nodded. “Alright, Silk. It might help. I'd like to ask him about anything going on in Mallorea as well.”

They reached a warehouse with a rickety stair case up the back. Silk handed his reins over to Belgarath to hold. “I don't know how many of us will fit up there.”

“Why don't you go get him, Silk. We'll find an inn and take him there.”

Silk leapt up the steps two at a time. He knocked on the door, looking in. A man's voice could be heard shouting, “What do you want. Can't you see I'm busy up here?”

Silk laughed. “Is that any way to greet your boss?”

“Radek, is that you?” A portly man stuck his nose out the door, looking down at the group. He whistled. “I take it you want information but can't fit that whole mess up here.”

“You could say that. Why don't you lock up the place and we can find a nice quiet place to talk business.” He pinched his nose.

The man nodded, and said, “Alright.” He locked the door, following Silk down the steps, taking one at a time, his face becoming red with the effort. “We could go to the Lion down the street. The inn doesn't really pay any attention to who is who and doing what. It'll suit our purpose.”

Sesshomaru watched the group as they made their way towards the inn. He watched the small thief as he rubbed his hands together and his beady eyes lit up as the portly man told him some information about business.

 

Silk said, “Really, Yarblek got all the diamonds and emeralds and he's hoarding them so we get all the profit?”

They reached the inn, handing their horses off to Durnik who insisted on taking care of them before he joined the group inside. Sesshomaru followed the Godslayer in the door. The interior of the inn was dim and dirty straw covered the floor. He gulped in air, holding it to prevent the reeking decay from invading his nose. He glanced over towards Inuyasha and Kagome as he saw her pull on his arm.

 

She said, “Inuyasha, you have to come in.”

Inuyasha huffed, crossing his arms. His red hood covered his face. “Not on your life.” He sneezed. “It's awful here.”

“Don't make me say 'it. I know it's bad but it's not permanent. Just get in here before I say 'it.” She glared at him, her hands on her hips.

Inuyasha slowly entered, lifting a sleeve to his nose. He snorted. “Feh. You got me in here. Don't expect me to be happy about it.”

The group sat down around the tables in the far corner of the tavern. Polgara wrinkled her nose. “You couldn't have found something more pleasing than this dive?”

“I'm sorry, Lady. It's just the most discreet place I know. You can say anything here and no one cares so it's essentially the best for business transactions you wouldn't want the Emperor finding out about.” He bowed. “By the way, I'm known as Yurek.”

Zakath laughed from his seat at the table. “I'll just pretend I didn't hear that comment then, Yurek.”

The man's eyes grew wide. “I didn't know it was you, your Majesty. You don't look like the stamp on the coin.”

“Deliberate. I tanned. Do tell us what is going on in my realm. I promise to pretend I didn't hear about the Lion in Mal Gemila.” Zakath winked. “Oh, and let's forget the title for right now, shall we?”

Yurek nodded. “Well, here in the south we've been fairly lucky. The demons haven't gone anywhere too far south of Mal Yaska, but I hear all sorts of reports from the north that aren't all that pretty if you follow. It sounds like Urvon has let the demons run amok up there.”

“Figures.” Belgarath snorted. “He's never had much of a grip on reality to begin with and now that Torak's not around to squash his less coherent plans, he's running free.”

“Anyways, I've heard that most of Karanda is on fire and the demons have set up in that blasted city of Torak's. They can have that wasteland for all I care. I just don't like that they've set out to disrupt commerce on the roads between.” Yurek flagged over a waiter ordering a round of ale for the men.

Silk asked, “I know I'm not going to like this, but how are they disrupting the roads?”

“Simple. They have a raiding party go around eating all the travelers on the road.” Yurek picked up his ale cup. He drank it down quickly. “It doesn't help that you have an all out war in the damn Church, either. You have Grolims fighting with the demons and Grolims fighting against those Grolims with the demons and all of us common folk stuck in the middle. The Grolims who don't have the demons have those blasted Hounds of Torak with them, too. I hear there is a big battle raging to the north for that rusted pool of water Torak called home.”

Belgarath shook his head. “You've got to be kidding me. The Hounds are siding with a group of Grolims at all?”

“That's what I hear. I'm not going any where near there to find out for myself.”

Sesshomaru looked at the cup set in front of him, his nose wrinkling in distaste. The liquid inside smelled foul. He pushed it away from himself, not willing to find out how it tasted. He saw Inuyasha scowl under his hood, doing likewise to the distasteful beverage. So far this inn wasn't fit to breathe in let alone stay.

Rin tugged on his sleeve and Sesshomaru allowed her to climb into his lap. She rested her head onto his chest, watching the conversation taking place around them. Rin looked up, yawing before rubbing an eye. She closed her eyes, falling asleep.

Belgarath said, “And in any of your information have you come across the name of Naraku?”

“That one's the worst of the whole bunch. I hear that one was in Mal Yaska about a week ago. Apparently he's got Urvon in his pocket.” Yurek's plump face scrunched in distaste. “I think he's the one who brought that horde from Karanda if you ask me.”

Inuyasha asked, “Who is Urvon?”

Belgarath replied, “The last disciple of Torak. He lost his mind a long time ago. Sounds like Naraku's using him to get what he wants.” He finished off his ale cup, setting it aside.

Kagome asked, “But if he's a disciple of Torak why would he want demons there?”

“He's so mad that I doubt he even realizes it's going on. Either that or he's been told since he's the last of the three disciples he'll be the one elevated to be the new Dark God. It doesn't matter. He's just being manipulated and used and by the time he figures it out it'll be too late.”

Yurek snorted. “Either way, this Naraku is bad for business.”

Sesshomaru scanned the room as he heard a voice remark, “Did they just say Naraku?”

A female voice responded, “I think so.”

The male voice said, “And is that Lord Sesshomaru? What is he doing here?”

In a dim corner of the tavern sat a man and a woman. One wore dark robes and held a staff in his hand and the other wore a slayer outfit, her hair pulled back. Sesshomaru recognized them as the pair that traveled with his brother. He scooted down the table, leaning in. “Half-breed, there are two humans over there.”

Inuyasha looked over towards the pair. His eyes grew wide and he leaned over towards his mate whispering in her ear. He then stood up, crossing towards the other corner of the tavern. “Miroku, Sango, that you?”