InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Closer ❯ Closer ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Obviously.

 

A/N: I haven’t been able to get this story idea out of my head since I first heard the song, ‘Closer’ by The Chainsmokers. I hope you like reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. POV does shift between Inuyasha and Kagome.

 

Closer

 

Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you 

I drink too much and that's an issue but I'm okay

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“Whiskey, neat.” I grunted, passing a ten to the bartender. “Keep the change.” With a nod of thanks, I watched him pour my drink with a heavy hand before passing it my way. 

Downing it in one gulp, I couldn’t help the rush of envy I felt for the human men in the bar. It takes me about three times as much alcohol to feel anything more than a mediocre buzz. I passed another ten to him, and he was already in the process of pouring my next one.

“So Yash, what’ve you been up to lately?”

“Same old shit, different day.” I muttered, taking a second to savor my drink before gulping it down this time. He passed me another, almost instantly.

“On the house,” he smirked, “since I’m sure you’re going to be needed at least ten more before the hour’s up.”

I chuckled darkly at his comment. “You know me too well, bouzu.” I said. Miroku let out an amused sigh.

“I’m no more a monk than you are.”

I chuckled. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure reiki and youki don’t get along.” I gulped down the rest of my whiskey. “Maybe that’s why it never could have worked.” I muttered, more to myself than him, but he caught my verbal faux pas all the same, and quirked an eyebrow at me.

“Inuyasha, you know that’s not why she left.”

“We don’t know that, how could we?” I said, with a little more aggravation than I intended. Maybe the drinks were finally loosening my tongue a bit faster than anticipated. “She just up and left, Miroku. Never gave more than a stupid little note that said ‘Sorry.’ Why exactly would she leave if it didn’t have something to do with my status or hers?”

I reached for my next drink, only to have Miroku pull it back out of reach. The glare I sent him was returned with his own.

“If you recall, my friend, she never wanted to be a miko, so you know it had nothing to do with her ‘status’. I also happen to remember that she was rather fond of those ears of yours.”

Snatching my drink before he could react, I grumbled under my breath, I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks at the memory of her soft touch, but hoped it wasn’t obvious to Miroku whether it was the mention of her that did it or the whiskey.

His laugh told me he wasn’t fooled. Sighing, I just kept downing my drinks as he passed them my way, making sure he got his tip with each one. I never used to drink like this before… Well, before her. But it’s since become a weekly, if not nightly occurrence to numb everything. I learned to use cash, never leaving a tab open. Again, youkai tolerance made it far too easy to go broke too quickly. This way, I only spent what I had on me and not a penny more. Thankfully, Miroku’s heavy hand often made up for the amount I tipped him.

Finally, I could feel it. That welcomed tingling sensation running throughout my extremities, the fogginess of my brain, I could barely feel the burn of the whiskey anymore, and the sounds of various conversations I could hear so clearly eventually lulled into a calming hum in the background.

That is, until three very specific, and irritating voices pierced through the rest of them. Rolling my eyes, I didn’t even attempt to suppress the low rumble that reverberated through my chest. Miroku shot me a humorous glance, and I tossed him a twenty when I saw he was graciously pouring me a double.

Every goddamn month I had to be bombarded with these loud wenches who couldn’t hold their liquor to save their lives.

“Yashie!”

‘Kami, take me now…’

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Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them

But I hope I never see them again

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Suddenly, I was surrounded by three overly-hyper, and somehow already sloshed, twenty-somethings, and was suddenly even more grateful for the double shot that Miroku slyly slipped me.

“Ladies,” I grumbled, not bothering to hide my irritation at their presence, “good to see you again.”

Giggling, the one with the long hair, Ayumi I think, plopped herself down on the barstool to the right of me, asking Miroku to bring her some fruity shit before turning towards me and leaning in just a tad too close for comfort.

“So Yashie, did you hear the good news, too?”

“Nope, but I’m sure you’re gonna tell me.” I answered dryly, tossing back the remnants of my glass.

Yuka flopped onto the stool to my left before excitedly grabbing my arm and squealing loudly right into my ears.

“She’s back!” She laughed, and I nearly dropped my empty glass. Eyes wide, Miroku sporting his own stunned look, we turned to face her.

“Wh-who’s b-back?” I didn’t even have time to curse myself for stuttering, as Eri then aggressively grabbed my shoulders and began shaking me excitedly. If I were human, it probably would have given me whiplash…

“Kagome!” The three yelled in unison.

“She’s meeting us here any minute now!” Ayumi said, twirling her tiny umbrella while sipping her drink.

Instinctively, my fight or flight response was heavily rushing towards flight at the news. But for some reason, my body wouldn’t move from the stool, and it had nothing to do with the rather impressive strength of the human girl behind me, who was pressing almost all of her tipsy deadweight on my shoulders.

“We’re actually really glad you’re here tonight,” Yuka admitted, sipping on her own drink, “it’s why we picked this place for her to meet us.”

“Why the hell would you do that?” I growled, though she wasn’t even the least bit phased, only rolling her eyes at me.

“Please, Yashie, isn’t it obvious?”

“Yeah, we know we didn’t exactly all get along at first,” Eri chimed in, finally moving away from me in an attempt to occupy the same seat as Ayumi, “but that was only because we thought you were some no good two-timer.”

Growling, I barked back.

“You bitches were the ones filling her head with that nonsense.”

Shrugging, Yuka continued sipping her drink while eyeing the entrance to the bar. Suddenly, my previously muted hearing was back on full alert, and I had to suppress the urge to reach across the bar and grab the entire bottle of Jack Daniels from where I could see it poking out from behind the counter.

I couldn’t help but notice that Miroku was also on high alert, stretching his senses in an attempt to catch wind of her before she approached the door, though he kept his features skillfully neutral. His reiki was reaching out and sending a slight tingle against my youki, which was also stretched to its limit.

It felt like an eternity before I felt it, the unmistakable sensation of her warm aura brushing up against mine. I felt her before I could hear, see, or even smell her, but when it all hit me, it hit me hard, and I had to concentrate to not fall off the barstool like the three tipsy women surrounding me.

When our eyes met, all I could do was drown in her stormy grey pools. I couldn’t look away, it was like I was floating across the bar towards her, I couldn’t even feel my feet moving beneath me. For the first time in four long years, my heart was whole again.

As we finally met in the middle, it took all of my strength to stop myself from immediately reaching out and pulling her into my arms, burying my face in her hair, filling my senses with just her pure, delicious scent. I wanted nothing more than to feel her wrap her arms around me, tuck her head beneath my chin, right where she belonged. And then she smiled at me, a soft, kind, Kagome-smile that just had me melting where I stood before her.

“Hello, Inuyasha.” There it was, my name leaving her lips. I had died and gone to heaven.

“Hey…” I whispered, my voice cracking.

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I know it breaks your heart

Moved to the city in a broke down car 

And four years, no calls

Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar

And I can't stop

No, I can't stop

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“I should have called,” she said, nervously twirling her fingers, “but I just didn’t know how to say what I needed to.” Looking down, her blush barely noticeable on her pale cheeks. I couldn’t help myself.

Her hands felt so warm and looked so small wrapped in mine. I relished the sensation. Finally finding my voice, I brought my eyes back up to hers.

“Kagome, why’d you come back?” It wasn’t the only question I had, but it was the only one I could bring myself to ask, and I could feel her nervousness. The way her grip on my hands tightened even more, but she didn’t look away this time. A rush of determination flowing through her, she took a single step closer, gazing into my eyes.

“I had to tell you something, and I wasn’t sure how. I thought I could be on my own, that I had to be on my own…” Pausing, she bit her lip, just like I remembered.

My hand went up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear before allowing myself the simple pleasure of running my fingers down through her long, loose, raven tresses. It’d grown even longer over the last few years. She looked different, and yet the same. Her shoulders back, head held higher than I’ve ever seen before. Her black leather jacket did nothing to hide her slender figure from my gaze, though in some ways she seemed fuller. I had to control the urge to grab her hips and pull her flush against me, to feel her through those sinfully skin tight jeans. Biting down on my own lip to keep myself from getting too distracted, I focused on the words flowing from those beautiful, full lips.

“Inuyasha, when I left back then, it wasn’t because of anything you did. I need you to know that.” Her hand was suddenly cupping my cheek as she gazed into my eyes, nothing but pure love flowing from her own.

That was all I could take, that last touch fanned the flames already burning deep inside, the flames that had never fully extinguished. I firmly pulled her closer, crashing my lips down on hers.

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So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover

That I know you can't afford

Bite that tattoo on your shoulder

Pull the sheets right off the corner

Of the mattress that you stole

From your roommate back in Boulder

We ain't ever getting older

---

I don’t know how we managed it, but there we were in the parking lot, leaning against that same old car she had those years ago, pulling each other as close as possible, barely pulling away from each other long enough to gasp for air. I had her back to the driver’s side, my hands behind her neck and on her hip, afraid to let go in case it was all a dream.

My lips trailed down the side of her neck, my tongue snaking out and tasting her. Moaning, she tilted her head back more, giving me unfettered access. Soon, I had her shrugging out of that jacket, revealing the red tank she wore underneath. I could feel her hands yanking at my own over-shirt, desperately trying to free it from my person. Chuckling, I pulled back just enough to allow her to successfully tug it away, only to let it fall down to the ground. I couldn’t care less about it, all I could think of was this beautiful goddess before me.

“My place?” I growled, lips immediately returning to her neck as my hands roamed her torso.

“There’s a hotel next to the bar.” She gasped, pulling my head even closer to her chest as I nipped at that particularly sensitive spot just above her collar bone.

“Fuck that, those bitchy girlfriends of yours are staying there.” I muttered, slipping my hand underneath her shirt, relishing the sensation of her skin on my hands. “The last thing I need right now is to hear them giggling uncontrollably in the next room, or even the next floor.” The breathy chuckle that escaped her lips quickly morphed into a gasp, and then a moan, when my other hand slipped below the unbuttoned waistband of her jeans, pressing firmly against her panty-clad heat. “Just get in the back.” I growled harshly.

“Of my car?” She asked, breathless. “We’re in a damn parking lot, hentai.” She muttered, although I couldn’t help the smirk that came over me when she still reached for her keys and unlocked the doors.

“As I recall, we’ve made this car shake more than a time or two.” I laughed as she shot me a glare, though there was no real heat behind it. Well, no anger anyway…

“Your place.” She said.

Climbing into the driver’s seat, I waited for her to hand me the keys from her place in the passenger’s side before I took off. As I drove the few blocks towards my apartment, she made it really difficult to concentrate on the road. Her hands roaming any place they could reach before eventually landing right on the straining bulge in my jeans.

I bit back a groan as she started stroking me through my pants, a groan that I couldn’t suppress as her other hand reached up and started massaging my ear.

“Woman…” I growled in warning, “If you keep that up, I’ll pull over right here and take you in the back like I said earlier.”

Instead of my words ceasing her actions, it seemed to egg her on, like a challenge, as if she were calling my bluff. Seeing the entrance to the park ahead, I didn’t think twice before switching lanes. Speeding into the rather secluded lot beside the park, I pulled into the shadiest spot, away from any street lights.

When I looked over at Kagome, she gave me a knowing smirk before eagerly climbing over into the back seat. I felt like a dumbass teenager, yanking my seatbelt off and damn near tripping over myself to follow her.

Fumbling with the back seats for a minute or two, which felt like an hour to my throbbing cock, she laid them down flat to give us more room. Then she reached for our discarded jacket and over-shirt, using them for a makeshift blanket to lay herself down on.

I watched, mesmerized as she peeled her tank top off her body and over her head before lying down on her back before me. Following suit, I rid myself of my own t-shirt and tossed it to the side before crawling on top of her, quickly smashing my lips hungrily against her own once again. She readily snaked her arms around my neck, holding me tightly to her.

My senses were working overtime. I couldn’t think about anything but the way she felt beneath me. Pressing my knee between her legs, I maneuvered my hips to press flush against hers, shuddering at the feel of how hot she was, even through the barrier of our jeans. As our tongues battled hungrily, I ground myself against her, eliciting the sweetest sounds from her lips.

Throwing her head back as I ground even harder against her, I allowed my head to fall to her chest, burying myself between the soft flesh bound by the rough lace of her bra. Before I could stop myself, I sliced through the center of the annoying binding with a single claw, and greedily ripped the garment away from her.

“Inuyasha!” She cried breathlessly, her face flushed from our activities, and maybe a slight amount of annoyance at my impatience. “That was one of my favorites!”

“I don’t care, I’ll buy you a new one.” I growled, greedily pulling one of her erect nipples right into my mouth. The squeal of pleasure I was rewarded with told me I was forgiven.

Between our grinding and my sucking, we were both at our limit. Sitting up away from her, I quickly unbuttoned my jeans, and gave her a look that told her she’d better do the same.

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You look as good as the day I met you

I forget just why I left you, I was insane

---

The way he was looking at me back at the bar, with such love in his eyes… it was like my heart was breaking all over again. But that look had quickly changed to one of hunger, right before I felt his lips crash down on mine. At that moment, I had found the piece of me that I’d been missing for four years. 

As quickly as it had started, it stopped as he pulled away. Golden eyes glazed over, he abruptly pulled me away towards the exit of the bar. As we rushed outside, I could hear the muffled sounds of encouragement coming from my already tipsy girlfriends, and the suggestive whistle that I’m sure came from a certain bartender.

Smiling, I let Inuyasha lead me to the parking lot, amused when he zeroed in on my old Rover. That car had some fond memories in the backseat, and I had a feeling his thoughts were running along similar lines as he pressed me against the side and started kissing me senseless. It wasn’t long before I could feel him harden and press himself more against me in an attempt to relieve some of the wonderful pressure that was building up.

Somehow, before I knew it, I was staring up at him in the backseat once again and I couldn’t shake the feeling of deja vu as he undid his pants while silently commanding me to do the same. 

Smirking, I slowly pulled my zipper down before sensually lifting my hips to slide my jeans down, only for him to impatiently reach forward and take over, yanking them the rest of the way off of my hips, panties and all, leaving me bare before him.

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Stay and play that Blink-182 song

That we beat to death in Tucson, okay

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It was like we had fallen right back in the past. Right there, five years ago, we were in the back of my car, and I couldn’t help but smirk at the reminder of ‘First Date’ playing on the radio as we made love for the first time. It became our favorite song, even though he knew I couldn’t stand the band before.

Quickly, I was brought back to the present with the sensation of his tongue lapping at me forcefully. Gasping, I gripped his hair tight and held him to me, mindful of those sensitive ears that I love so much.

“Gah, Inuyasha! Kami, don’t stop!” I begged, grinding myself against his lips, shuddering at the longed for sensations. His hands gripping my thighs tightly, holding me open as he ate. I glanced down and our eyes met again. His hungry with desire, sparkling with adoration. I knew my eyes were a reflection of his own.

All too quickly, the coil burst, and I squealed my release. Writhing beneath him, he wouldn’t let go until he was satisfied I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew this. I rode out wave after wave of mind blowing pleasure, desperately holding him to me.

“S-stop!” I cried, and he immediately released me from his torturous tongue. 

Wiping his lips, towering over me on his knees as much as the small space would allow, his eyes commanding me once again.

“Kami, I missed you.” He whispered, and my eyes widened at the sudden and unexpected tenderness in his voice. “You have no idea how often I’ve dreamt of you like this.” He purred, crawling over my form once again, pressing his bare chest against mine. “How much I’ve needed you…” He trailed off, kissing my lips gently.

Situating himself between my legs, I felt him grind against me, and I moaned against his lips. I allowed myself to submit entirely to him. He tasted of me, and that just had me shuddering with even more desire. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close to me while he continued to grind his core against mine.

Finally, reaching down between us, he guided himself home. 

We both groaned as he entered me, a sensation we both had apparently been dreaming about for the last four years. As he sank fully into my heat, his eyes pinched shut, teeth bared in a barely restrained growl, I couldn’t help the tears of joy that escaped my eyes.

“Are you okay?” He whispered frantically, eyes suddenly wide and questioning as he stilled himself over me.

“Perfect,” I whispered back, reaching up to cup his cheek, “I missed you too.”

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I know it breaks your heart

Moved to the city in a broke down car

And four years, no call

Now I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar

And I can't stop 

No, I can't stop

---

Playfully, I bounced my hips up as well as I could, giving him a sultry smirk which he eagerly returned with his own cocky grin that I had missed so much. Slowly pulling himself out, he quickly slammed back home, knowing how much I loved it when he didn’t hold back, and I gasped.

“Tell me,” he growled, “tell me how much you missed this.” He slammed back home again and my eyes rolled back.

“Inuyasha!” My hands flung forward and I gripped his shoulders, knowing my blunt human nails could do no real harm to his skin.

“How much?” He growled again, slamming into me at such a slow, torturous pace, I wondered how long he was going to keep us both on edge like that.

“So much!” I squealed, clamping my thighs around his hips, begging him to let go and take me. “Kami, I’ve missed you, I’ve missed this!” I gasped as he thrusted into me once more.

Pausing for a moment, he grabbed my legs and threw them on his shoulders, and I bit back a moan at the sensation of him going even deeper inside of me.

“Is this what you wanted?” He asked, teeth bared, eyes glaring down with me with a mixture of lust and hope. “To have me fuck you like before?”

“Yes!” I cried, reaching behind me to grab anything within reach. My fingers found his shirt and I gripped it hard as he began thrusting into me with all he had. “Fuck me, Inuyasha!"

Flashing me a cocky grin, he growled again, “As you wish.”

Lights were dancing behind my closed eyelids, and all I could do was hold on for the ride as he gripped my hips and pistoned forward. With every stroke, all I could do was let out a scream of delight as he touched something deep inside of me that I haven’t felt since I left. His growls became louder and more demanding, and as I managed to open my eyes, I could see he was struggling to hold back the beast inside of him.

“Let go…” I whispered, and his eyes met mine. Eyes that had begun to change from a bright gold to a darker crimson. “I’m yours, make me yours.” I said a little louder between gasps of pleasure as his pace never faltered. 

Somehow, I found myself on my stomach with my ass in the air. Before I could turn my head to look at the demon behind me, he was pounding into me once again, and I had no strength to even lift myself up onto my hands. Instead, I allowed my head to rest pillowed against his shirt.

His claws had dug into my hips as he growled and snarled behind me, taking what was his. I knew my car had to be rocking back and forth as he pounded into me, and I didn’t care. I didn’t even care that I was screaming so loud, Miroku probably heard me from the bar.

It wasn’t long at that pace before I was seeing stars again, and I screamed my second release of the night, doing my best to muffle it by biting down on his shirt. It was almost too much, the feel of his cock sliding in and out as I tightened down with my orgasm, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to take anymore before he stiffened behind me, howling his own release.

As he held me to him, riding out the waves of his orgasm, I was prepared to sit up and roll over with him when suddenly he pulled me up to my hands and reached over, sinking his fangs into me, right between the base of my neck and my shoulder.

“Gah!” I cried, and he growled in almost a loving way, which vibrated my torso. After a moment or two, he began licking tenderly at the already healing wound he had made, and I couldn’t stop the feeling of guilt and shock at what had just happened.

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So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover

That I know you can't afford

Bite that tattoo on your shoulder

---

‘Shit…’ I thought, when I caught the scent of her unease. What was done was done, and I couldn’t help but feel elated at the thought that she was finally, fully mine. But something in my gut told me that the feeling wasn’t going to last. 

As I withdrew my fangs from her neck, I did my best to lick it clean. Afterwards, I allowed my tongue to linger for a while longer on that tattoo that had truly made me lose control like that. In black ink just below her shoulder was my name. She had to have gotten it sometime in the last few years, because it most definitely wasn’t there before.

Knowing that my name was permanently marked on her forever was what pushed me over the edge and caused my youkai to come to the surface even more than it already had. It was commanding me to mark her in an even more permanent way, and hopefully she wouldn’t kill me for it…

“Inuyasha?” she whispered cautiously. Instinctively, I winced, and pulled away from her. Immediately, I missed her warmth, and the way she had shivered when I pulled out of her told me she did feel the same.

“I… want to say I’m sorry,” I started, “but I’m not.” I finished lamely.

Reaching for my pants, I started to get dressed, trying to fool her into thinking I was more confident than I was. In reality, I wanted to whimper and beg her to not be angry. To do everything to make her want to stay with me forever, ignoring the fact that I just accidentally forced her hand in a serious way. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched her bite her lip nervously, fumbling with her own clothes.

Once we were both mostly dressed and out of the back of her car, I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to me, needing to feel her.

“Kagome, we gotta talk about it.” I mumbled, blushing despite myself. Sighing, she nodded.

“It’s my fault.” She said.

“How d’ya figure?” I asked, and she shrugged, blushing.

“I’m the one who kinda pushed you to let go and ‘take me.’ I should have chosen my words more carefully.”

Tightening my hold on her, I took a deep breath.

“Why do you have that tattoo?”

Immediately, she stiffened in my arms.

“I got that a while ago.” She muttered after a minute or two. “Please don’t be angry.” The smell of her tears forced me to pull back and look down at her again. Her eyes were squeezed shut, tears flowing down her cheeks as she angrily wiped them as they fell.

“Why on earth would I be angry with you, wench?” I snapped, and then immediately cringed at the unintentional harshness of my tone.

Surprisingly, she giggled lightly.

“Kami, I never thought I’d miss you calling me that.” She whispered, burying her head in my chest again. Sighing, she continued. “This is really hard, Inuyasha. I need you to know that leaving wasn’t my idea, but it was something I felt I had to do at the time. For your sake.”

I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly to me. Holding my breath, I waited for her to find the courage she needed to keep going. I was worried if I said anything at all that she would suddenly find it hard to say what she needed to say.

“Do you remember that fight we had right after we started dating?” Confused, I nodded and let her continue. “Well, she came back.”

“What?” I growled angrily. “What the hell did she say to you, Kagome?”

“Calm down, Inuyasha, please. All Kikyou said to me was that she wanted you to be happy.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Kagome, I’m not stupid. I know how easy it is for her to get into people’s minds. What did she do to you?”

She sighed, pushing away from me, she leaned against her car once again.

“She didn’t do anything, Inuyasha, she honestly just told me that she wanted you to be happy. That’s why I left.”

“I’m confused.” I muttered, leaning myself next to her against her car. “How could you possibly think that leaving me would make me happy?”

“Because it gave you a choice.” She said, looking up at the stars. “I realized that if I stayed, every choice you would ever make would revolve around my happiness, not yours.”

“That’s bullshit—” I started, but she held up her hand to shush me.

“Your job, your apartment, even what city you lived in was because of me, Inuyasha. You worked where you did even though you had better opportunities because you didn’t want to move away from me. You lived where you did because it was by my family’s shrine. You never would have taken chances and moved out of the city at all if I were here to hold you back. I was inadvertently making all of these decisions for you, and I didn’t want you to wake up one day and resent me for it. So I left.” 

She reached for my hand, and I complied, giving hers a comforting squeeze as she continued.

“I kept in touch with Sango, and she let me know how you were doing every now and then. Since I left, you’ve taken chances you otherwise wouldn’t have if I had stayed. Inuyasha, I didn’t want to be the reason why you didn’t pursue your dreams.” Finally, her stormy eyes met mine again, calming me, like a soothing balm washing over my soul.

“Stupid…” I whispered, leaning in to gently kiss her forehead. “The only thing that makes me happy is you.”

Kissing her once more, I couldn’t get enough of her lips. Reaching up with my hand, I cupped the back of her neck to kiss her even deeper. Moaning into the kiss, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her.

Finally breaking away for air, I pressed my forehead to hers.

“Now, wench, I’m taking you back to my place, and fucking you properly.” 

Blushing up at me, she giggled.

“You had better, mate.”

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Pull the sheets right off the corner

Of the mattress that you stole

From your roommate back in Boulder

We ain't ever getting older

--- 

As Inuyasha laid me down on his bed, hands roaming all over my naked body once again, all I could think about was how I never should have doubted him.

“Bitch…” He growled huskily into my ear, sliding his cock into my wet heat from behind once again.

“Your bitch.” I moaned back from beneath him, stretching back into him even more. 

“Damn straight, and don’t you ever forget it.” He said, thrusting into me as far as he could, making me gasp each time he fully sheathed himself inside of me.

“Never.” I whispered softly, reaching up with my left hand to grip my own right shoulder, gently caressing my new mark, grazing my fingers along the top of where his name was permanently etched into my skin. He growled in approval. 

Sliding all the way out, he slowly, tortuously pushed in again, and I whimpered with need.

“Please!” I begged, shamelessly.

“Please what, mate?” He said, coyly.

“Kami, please Inuyasha!” I screamed, gripping the sheets beneath me. “Please fuck me! Fuck your mate!”

Snarling, he finally gave me what I wanted. Nothing but the sounds of flesh-on-flesh and our gasps and moans filled his bedroom. The headboard was banging against the wall with the force behind his thrusts, but we didn’t care. I gripped the sheets, pulling them off the corners of his same old mattress that I know he had the last time we were together.

“Kami, yes!” I gasped, throwing my head back in pure ecstasy. “Don’t stop!”

His hands gripped my hips, and with every thrust, his thighs met mine. I loved every little sensation, and I never wanted it to end.

“Gah, Kagome! Fuck, I love you.” He said, never losing his rhythm. Reaching forward, I felt him snake his arm between us and begin rubbing at my clit, and I nearly lost it right then. “Come for me, mate.” He said, lightly nipping at my ear. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as he started licking at my fresh mark.

“Fuck, Inuyasha!” I screamed, my inner walls clenching down tightly onto his swollen cock. For the second time that night, he held me to him as he howled his own release. I loved the feeling of him emptying himself into me. 

Some time later, I laid there naked in his arms as he slept soundly. My head pillowed comfortably on his chest, his nose buried in my hair. I hadn’t felt this content in four long years.

“I love you, too.” I whispered, just before allowing myself to drift off into the deepest sleep I’ve had in a long time.

--- End ---