InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dirty Little Secret ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Dirty Little Secret
by Tempest

Chapter One

Inuyasha's POV

That Bitch! She's playing with me, I know it. I just can't figure out her game.

It started out normally enough. I noticed her musky scent in the breeze and I turned to glance at her, only to see her looking shyly down at the ground. It happens to all women, they get aroused at the oddest times. Even Sango did on occasion, though I have to admit her scent wasn't nearly enticing as Kagome's was.

But then, one day we were walking along a forest path each of us lost in our own thoughts when I caught her moist scent again. It had been happening more and more frequently, and it was becoming a distraction. Damn, is that all the wench thinks about? I turn to glance at her again, but instead of looking down this time, she looks me right in the eye. Her lips curved up into a smile that said, 'I have a secret'.

I felt my eyes widen in shock, and I couldn't help but to look down at the source of the smell before glancing back up to her face just in time to see her smile widen. I whipped around quickly, confused about what had just happened.

She's not just thinking about sex.  She's thinking about me and sex. For the rest of the day I didn't dare look at her, but all I wanted to do was stare. What the fuck was she up to?

Well whatever it is, two can play at this game. She's just a little girl.  She'll get embarrassed soon enough.

The next time I caught her arousing scent was when we stopped for lunch a few days later. She sat with her back braced up against the trunk of a tree while she stared out across the open field. I shifted to look at her the moment I smelled her, and she glanced up at me. I looked her right in the eye, allowing a smug smile to curve across my lips that said, 'I know what your secret is'. Her eyes widened in shock, and she quickly looked down into her lap, her face reddening with mortification. Heh, I win! I crowed triumphantly to myself. Now let's get back to the business of finding shards. No time for that now.

That evening she fixed us ramen. Man, that stuff is good. When she handed me my bowl, she stooped over slightly, and looked me right in the eye.  I knew then that the battle wasn't won yet.

Later, she crawled into her sleeping bag, and Shippo curled up next her in his usual spot. I leapt into a tree above the camp so I had a clear view of Kagome. She lay on her back with her hands folded behind her head.  Her hooded eyes locked with mine, and a few minutes later her moist scent hit me like a wave. So the bitch wanted to play did she? Well then we would play. We stayed like that until she eventually drifted off to sleep with a contented smile on her face.

When we have to move fast, I take Kagome up on my back. I like it that way. I know where she is and what she is doing.  Most importantly, she can relay to me quickly where any shards are. Plus, she smells nice. Her scent was getting a new spice to it lately though. Apparently, being carried on my back was turning her on. I smirk, bitches, especially the human ones, always seemed to be in heat. Or maybe it was just Kagome.

I decide to try something a little dangerous with her. Tensing my body, sure that this would earn me an "Oswari" for sure, I trace my claws down the backside of her thighs coming to rest on the underside of her knee, before hauling her up on my back. Instead of receiving an "Oswari" for my lecherous behavior, I am rewarded with her moist scent becoming heavier in the air. I smirk, she likes that does she?

I grasp her tightly against me while pulling her knees out to the side. This causes her sex to be right up against my back. I begin to leap from tree to tree, slowly at first, and I feel her tense as her scent gets just a little stronger. Wickedly, I take shorter jumps while leaping more frequently causing her clit to rub against my haori. Her breaths start to come in short hot pants, and her hands fist into my robes at my shoulders. She presses her face into my hair at the base of my neck, and I can hear soft moans escaping her lips. Suddenly, her body tightens then convulses against mine, I can feel the dampness at my lower back where she has released her juices onto my robes. Heh, so the little minx had an orgasm while she rode me. My cock hardens at the thought.

I glance back to see the rest of the pack behind us on Kirarra, and I grin. Kagome and I were having a "moment" right in front of them, and nobody knew except us.

Our dirty little secret.

Later that night I leave the camp to do my rounds, but before I get out of range, I hear Kagome tell the group that she wants a little privacy so she can take a bath. My ears twitch in response to that tidbit of information. Of course, Sango volunteers to stay at the camp to make sure that the lecherous monk stays put.

I circle back towards the stream just in time to see Kagome arrive at the bank. I jump into a tree branch on the other side of the stream, but I know Kagome sees me because she glances my way for just a moment. I tense, sure that she is going to "Oswari" me for being a pervert. Like what we had done earlier wasn't bad enough.

Instead she turns away from me like she doesn't notice a thing and starts to undress slowly. I sit up in the tree watching her intently, like she was my prey that I was stalking. The bitch was getting braver by the day.

She draws her school blouse up over her head, leaving that white lacy thing she calls a bra on. She reaches for her side and pulls down the zipper that is hidden in the inseam of her skirt and lets it fall to her feet. She is clothed only in her matching bra and panties as she bends down to retrieve the soaps that make her smell so good. She places them carefully at the edge of the water where she can easily reach them during her bath. She turns her back to me and removes her bra; the ivory planes of her back are shielded from my view by her thick hair. Coward, I think to myself, but I am distracted as she slips her panties down over her hips, and down to her feet, gracing me with a perfect view of her round ass. She turns suddenly, catching me off guard, and locks her eyes with mine. I suck in my breath at the vision before me.

She really is beautiful. He skin is creamy with a healthy flush that is now forming at the tops of her breasts creeping up her neck into her cheeks. Her legs are long, and perfectly formed to wrap around a man's waist. Her hips flare out from a narrow waist and her breasts are round and firm, her nipples stained a light pink. Her red lips are parted slightly as she starts to pant, and I can smell her fear and arousal at the same time. Her eyes glow brightly with an unasked challenge, and I smirk in response. At this she tosses her head slightly, causing her raven hair to dance around her smooth shoulders, as she proudly walks into the middle of the stream.

She begins to bath, and the entire time she watches me watching her. She only looks away to pick up her various soaps from the bank. Slowly, she lathers up her arms first, dancing across her collar bone and down the other arm. She takes extra care to caress her breasts until they are slippery with suds and her nipples are taut with longing. One hand smoothes down her stomach making its way to her nest of curls. When it reaches its goal she breaks eye contact with me as she throws back her head in wordless pleasure.

Her scent has become intoxicating, and I can feel the hard ache of my groin as I stare at this water nymph that used to be Kagome. I fight the urge to reach down and touch myself. I want nothing more than to pump myself until I come while I watch her bath, except for maybe sheathing myself inside her. Yes, that would definitely be better.

NO! What are you thinking, this is Kagome!

I leap off the branch, and disappear into the woods. What is that Bitch playing at? She knows I love Kikyo, she knows I have already pledge to go to hell with her, why is she doing this to me?

Kikyo. It seems that I have wanted her since forever. First, I tried to steal the jewel from her, but did I really try that hard or was I really just interested in the Miko that protected it? There was always something about her that made me want to reach out and touch her, to taste her, but she would never let me. "Wait", she would say, "wait until you are human." Maybe that was part of my desire for her; she would never let a dirty hanyou touch her. It was the allure of the forbidden. I was willing to become human, to submit to my weakness, in order to touch the aloof priestess.

Kagome. She didn't care that I was a hanyou, in fact, I'm pretty sure that's want turns her on about me. She couldn't hide her reaction when my claws skimmed along her thighs. She liked it. She likes me. She never asked for me to change or to be something I was not. She just wanted me.

"Feh, women." I stop and glance over my shoulder back towards where I left Kagome. "Well the Bitch hasn't backed down yet, and neither will I."

Kagome POV

Sex. I have been thinking about it a lot lately. Must be hormones, from what I hear they really kick in right about now. I want to have it, more specifically I want to have it with a rude little dog boy.

I heave a sigh as I trudge along behind the dog in question. I may be a virgin, but I definitely know the ins and outs of sex. You would have to be a baka not to. In my time, sex is everywhere. You have Sex Ed; it's in books and magazines, and in most movies. You can see anything from romantic kissing scenes in the latest Hollywood flick, to hard core porn on the web. Hell, even the fanfiction I read online would cause my mother's eyebrow to twitch.

So yeah, I know about sex and I'm just itching to try it out. Sometimes, I worry that I may be a little off in the head. I mean my friends talk about it all the time, but to them its all rose petals, strawberries and champagne. That sounds nice, and I definitely want to try it out, but when I think about it, well I start to pant. I want the kind of sex that makes you growl.

As we walk though the woods I begin to grin as I imagine Inuyasha doing something to me that would definitely make me growl. Visions of me bent over my dinning room table with my innocent little school girl skirt tossed up over my hips run rampant in my head. I imagine his clawed hand slipping up my back under my shirt as he leans over to bite me right on my plump cheek then quickly licking my abused posterior. The hanyou then slides his finger between my cheeks skimming past my core between my thighs, briefly caressing it before reaching up to grasp my panties, and ripping them off. He adjusts his haori to free his cock, not even bothering to undress as he plunges deep into me from behind.

I see a flash of red and front of me, and I look up to see Inuyasha looking at me with a knowing look on his face. I raise my eyebrow in question, but he just smirks, and looks away. Color floods to my face as I have a mortifying thought. Does he know what I was just doing?

Later that night our shady monk procures some rooms for us in the nicest inn in town. Sango and I share a room together so I take the opportunity to ask some questions while the boys aren't around. I start out with some generalization.

"Sango?"

"Hmm?" she replies as she lays out her bedding.

"Most youki have animal traits, right?" I question.

"Well yes", she replies, "like snake youkai or dog youkai like Inuyasha".

"Oh." I pause for a minute. "So that means that they have heightened senses that are associated with that animal, like Inuyasha's sense of smell?"

"Right, but you already knew that." She looks at me questioningly.

"Yeah, I was just wondering, I mean, can dog-youki smell emotions?" I ask, as I nervously pick at the hem of my night shirt.

"What do you mean exactly?" Sango's smooth brow furrowed in confusion.

"Well it seems that Inuyasha always knows when I'm sad or angry without even looking at me."

She nods wisely, "yes they can 'smell' those emotions. When your emotions change so does your scent."

I turn to look at the wall, the next question barely a whisper, "and if you are aroused?"

The room stills for a moment, and Sango does not reply. I look over at her and see that her face is flaming red. Sometimes I forget that in this era they aren't as open sexually as they are in my time. She nods slightly before turning away.

Dropping the subject I climb into bed, and stare at the ceiling for hours while I think once again about the dog boy that has turned my life upside down.

When I first heard him declare that he would go to hell with Kikyo if she wanted him to, I was so mad I couldn't even think. So instead I ran away from him, from everything, and returned to the comfort of my room, in my time, in my place.

How could he say that? How could he rather be dead, and in hell with her than to be alive? I mean, I know he loves her, but to die for her? To go to hell with her? I admit it is kind of romantic in an unrequited love kind of way, but in real life it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. I just couldn't reason it out. In my mind, if you really loved someone, then you would want them to go on with their life, and be happy, not drag them into hell. What was worse was that he was more than happy to go along with it. Well I wasn't going to let it happen!

So I went back, and told him that I would stay with him, that I would give him a reason to live. But then those darn hormones started kicking in, and all I can think about is getting my hands down his pants. Big sigh, I'm such a pervert. At first I thought to make him jealous. He really does hate when Kouga comes sniffing around to make eyes at me. So I thought, maybe I should flirt with the wolf demon a little more or maybe come back from my time smelling a little like Hojo. But Inuyasha is unpredictable and that may just push him away.

Then as I lay there, staring at the ceiling I hit on the answer. At least I hoped it was the answer. I squirmed in my bed, feeling dirty just thinking about it. However, if it worked then Inuyasha would stay in this world, and maybe I could have my cake and eat it too.

In the fairy tales the strongest force in the universe is love. Inuyasha loved Kikyo. I felt sick just thinking about it. In the real world though, it has been my observation that lust is in fact, the bigger motivator.

The boys in school spout "I love yous" to get the girl into bed. People get married for love only to end up divorced because one or both cheated with someone else. Yep, as far as I could see lust was definitely a force to be reckoned with.

If Kikyo was Inuyasha's love, then I was going to become his addiction.

The next few days I put my new found information about Inuyasha smelling ability to the test. Sure enough, whenever I began to fantasize about him, and I felt the heat building in the base of my stomach he would turn around to glance at me. Quickly, I would look at the ground when he turned so he couldn't see the lust shining in my eyes.

Now that the information had been verified, it was time to use it. The next day we are walking though the forest and once again I'm following behind Inuyasha. I roll my eyes in disgust. What am I? A subservient bitch? I slap my hand to my forehead. Where had that thought come from!

"Are you okay Kagome?" Shippo asks with concern.

"Ahh, yah, its nothing, just an itch." Man, I'm lame.

I begin to think about my favorite, getting bent over the table, fantasy, when right on cue Inuyasha looks back at me, but instead of looking down at the ground I look him right in the eye, and smile. His eyes widen, and he shoots a look down at my crotch, then right back up at my face. My smile widens at his actions, and he quickly turns around to face ahead. I almost giggle at his expression, but I keep it together. Giggling is not a womanly thing to do, and my goal was to become a woman.

I decide to give him a couple of days to think that over and we proceed with business as usual. The next step in the game was actually an accident, I didn't plan it at all, but it couldn't have gone better.

I can feel his claws as they skim down my bare back from the top of my spine down the crest of my ass. Goosebumps spread across my flesh as I moan with need. His tongue licks a hot path as it follows his finger down my spine and I shiver delicately.

From the corner of my eye, I see a flash of red, and I am jolted out of my daydream, I glance over to see Inuyasha looking right at me. I meet his eyes as a slow smile spreads across his face. The invitation had been made and accepted. Now it was time to play dirty and hopefully for keeps.

That evening when I gave him his ramen, I looked him right in the eyes to let him know that the game has just started. Later that night when he took is usual perch above the camp I lay down on my back, and I locked eyes with him. As I stare at him, I imagine that he is down here in my sleeping bag with me. In my mind he licks down the side of my neck while slipping the buttons of my pajamas open. He follows every button with a swipe of his hot tongue, burning a slow path down my chest while pulling my shirt open. He travels languidly down between my breasts to stop at the top of my pajama bottoms. I continue to fantasize about him while he watches, until I fall into a blissful sleep filled with dreams of him.

Riding on Inuyasha's back has always been a little bit on the erotic side for me. He carries me with such ease, bounding from tree to tree, so sure of himself. I never fear that he will drop me, its like flying. I prefer to travel this way rather than on Kirarra's back.

I'd rather ride my dog than the cat.

As he gathers me up I feel his claws slide down the back of my thighs with the lightest of caresses before pulling me up by my knees. The rush of heat I feel in the pit of my stomach is intense and I resist the urge to squirm. Then he does something that is even more unexpected. His grip tightens as he pulls me closer to his back while spreading my knees even further apart. This places my clit in direct contact with his back. The only obstructions are my thin panties and his rough fire rat robe.

He leaps from tree to tree and as he does so my bud rubs against his robe. I instantly become wet as sensations build in the base of my stomach. My groin tightens, and I feel hot all over. My breath comes in pants, and I grip him tighter, fearing that I will become lightheaded and fall. I glance back at the others, mortified that I'm this heavily aroused in front of them, but at the same time praying that he doesn't stop.

He picks up the pace, but the leaps become shorter causing the friction to build between my legs as I rub up against him with every hop. I bury my face in his hair taking in his wild scent, just barely resisting the urge to reach up and pet one of his ears. The heat winds up so tight that I have to moan with urgency, until suddenly, something bursts inside of me. My eyes roll back and I see white sparks of light behind my eyelids as lighting shoots through my body.

My body feels all tingly as I recover from my first orgasm. As I come back to reality I realized what I just did. I came while riding on Inuyasha's back, and he knows it. I feel rumbling sensation from Inuyasha's chest that vibrates through his back to me.

Is he purring?

I look back at our friends, but quickly look forward again not wanting them to see my guilty face.

My, my, what a dirty little secret we have now.

We never said a word about that ride, not to anyone else and not to each other. However, every time I knew that I would be riding him, I would discreetly take my panties off when no one was looking. He knew that I did it. The first time he looked down at me, and raised his eyebrow, but I looked right back at him and smiled. He turned his back to me, tracing his hand down my leg, so stealthily that no one ever saw, and we would do it again and again…

I began to take 'baths' at least once a week, without Sango that is. Inuyasha would always watch, perched in a tree. The first time he ran away and it scared me. What if I had gone too far? What if I disgusted him with my behavior? But, he came back that night, and leapt into the tree branch above me watching while I thought about him.

Thinking about him wasn't enough anymore though. So in the dark of night, when I was sure that everyone was asleep except for the hanyou in the tree watching me, I would touch myself. He'd creep a little closer, but he would only watch and that was enough. I looked into his amber eyes while I teased myself into ecstasy only breaking contact when I threw my head back biting my lip when I came. I always made sure never to make a sound, never waking up anyone, keeping our dirty little secret.

Inuyasha's POV

Gods, she is beautiful. Her face is flushed with pleasure as she bites her bottom lip to keep silent. I want to taste that lip, to feel its softness. The scent of her arousal is becoming an obsession with me, she is becoming an obsession. More and more I want take her up on my back so I can feel her orgasm, so I can hear her moan into my sensitive ears.

Even now as she pleasures herself while looking into my eyes, it isn't enough. I want to feel her, to taste her, to be inside of her.

The next day we had to travel fast and far and of course she rode me. She came three times and I was so hard that I could barely stand up straight. We finished the day by battling a demon, and our prize was a shard of the jewel.

That Bitch though, distracted me throughout the entire battle. All I could think about was how she sounded when she came on my back on the way there.

Kagome pov

Kirarra was injured in the battle, nothing serious but injured just the same. To comfort her Shippo curled around her while she slept in Sango's lap. Tonight, I was alone in my sleeping bag, and I wondered if he would come to me. I settle down on my side facing the fire, watching the exterminator and monk on the other side. Once they fall into a deep sleep, I feel him slide in behind me. His arm slips under my head, and his hand suddenly clamps down on my mouth startling me at first, until I realize it is to muffle any cries that I may give voice to. His other hand creeps under my pink satin pajamas to rest on my stomach.

Inuyasha POV

Tonight, I can't wait any longer. That brat Shippo won't be with her, and I will be able to feel her next to me. I crawl into her bag with her, and clamp my hand down around her mouth. I don't want her to wake up the others and ruin it. I place my hands on her stomach, sliding my claws up her side. I can tell she likes that, because she shivers.

She has nothing on under the night shirt, and her breasts are unhindered. I reach up to cup one of them in my palm while flicking her nipple slightly. She arches into my hand as her hips buck slightly. I smirk, so impatient, my little Kagome.

I tease her nipple until it's hard, and she is writhing beneath my touch. Slowly, I trail my hand back down her side venturing underneath the waistband of her bottoms. Hmm, she's wearing panties, tsk tsk; I don't like my bitch to wear panties. I think about our rides, and I get even harder.

With a jerk of my wrist they tear free. It was louder than I thought it would be, and we both still as we glance over at our sleeping companions. They don't move, and I go back to my task at hand. I slide one claw into her cleft grazing over her hidden bud, causing her to buck again. Gently, I let my finger slide into her, stifling a groan as I do so. This is where that sweet smell emanates from, her moist center. It's so hot it sears me as her muscles clench around me. I begin to pant in her ear as I thrust my finger in and out of her.

She whimpers and I tighten my grip on her mouth. I had been kissing the back of her neck, licking at her pulse, but now I bite down on the muscle at the junction of her neck and shoulder. One must discipline their bitch if you want them to behave. She starts to squirm in protest, and I bite down harder drawing blood. She tastes hot and spicy, absolutely intoxicating.

She finally takes the hint, and quiets down. With my thumb I rub her clit as I pump my finger into her, only small thrusts at first, I don't want to hurt her. I can feel her body tense as her release nears, and I move faster, teasing her senses. Her whole body jerks as she comes, and she bites the palm of my hand to quiet herself.

I can not contain myself any long so I pull down her bottoms and I hook her knee over my own to spread her wider. I undo my pants and my cock springs up ready to finally feel her. I place my fingers on her clit, gently massaging it as I push into her. She tenses at my intrusion, but my fingers feel too good for her to protest. I slide into her already slicked passage, my head pressing against her maidenhood.

I still have my fangs sunk deep into her flesh, and I gather her closer against my chest. My brow furrows.  I'm going to hurt my bitch, and I don't like it one bit, but I'm not going to stop now. Quickly, I thrust into her, breaking through the barrier to bury myself deep inside her. I feel her whole body clench, and I pause while she gets used to me. I also need to time to get back my control. She feels so good, so tight and hot. Her muscles caress me, pulling me in deeper, daring me to thrust wildly.

I rub her clit in the circular motion that she seems to like, and she relaxes against me. I move inside her gently at first, then with a little more force as she begins to move with it. Her muscles pull at me as she builds up for another climax, and sweat beads on my brow as I try to keep a steady rhythm. All I want is to explode inside of her, but I hold myself back while I wait for her to come again. When she does I surge into her, seeking my own release as she tightens her hold on my manhood, milking me dry.

As our breathing calms, I remove my hand from her mouth, and pillow her head on my arm. I reach around her stomach, pulling her up tight next to my chest. My bitch curls up against me, falling into a quiet slumber. I realize that I still have my fangs in her, but I have no intention of letting go.

I hold her there, watching our companions across the fire, making sure they do not rouse. As dawn breaks, I reluctantly move away, and resume my place in the tree above her. Looking down, I can see the mark I made on her, and I smirk. I wonder how long our dirty little secret is going to last now that I have marked her.