InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Mating Season ❯ VERY Happy Anniversary… ( Chapter 36 )
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By: SplendentGoddess 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.03.2006 | Updated On: 07.31.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 5.0K | Visits: 15.0K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.03.2006 | Updated On: 07.31.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 5.0K | Visits: 15.0K | Status: Completed
Blanket Disclaimer:
Inuyasha, and the characters therein, are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I am in no way affiliated with Takahashi, or VIZ Productions.
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Chapter 36 - VERY Happy Anniversary…
Kagome giggled when they reached the door to their hut, and Inuyasha surprised her by swooping her off her feet, and carrying her bridal style over the threshold. He didn’t place her back on her feet once they cleared the doorway, however, as he proceeded to march straight through to the bedroom. Kagome giggled again.
“What’s with all the giggles?” he asked in mock annoyance, “Think this is funny do ya?” he asked with a smirk.
Kagome tried to compose herself, but failed, and while still giggling managed to say “I’m just so happy.”
“Good.” he said forcefully, as he laid her down on the bed.
He then proceeded to gently slip her sandals off her feet, and after they were bare, he started to rub them in a soothing motion.
“I’m not gonna need you to do that for several months yet.” Kagome said while still giggling.
“Figured I’d better get into practice.” he said with a wink. He then proceeded to bend down and lick the bottom of her right foot, nearly getting himself kicked in the face when her leg jerked on reflex, her body acting out in protest of being tickled. In that moment her giggling had stopped, replaced by a sharp intake of air, followed by a loud bellowing “AHHHHHHHH”
Smiling down at her with a silly grin, Kagome managed to wipe that smug look off his face when she whispered “Remember, I know where you’re ticklish, too.”
He grinned with confidence again when he said “You’d have to catch me first, wench.”
Kagome’s eyes widened in mock anger as she quickly shifted herself out from under him, and managing to shift his body weight so that he lost his balance as a result, she quickly pinned herself on top of him, pressing him firmly on his back as she whispered “Caught you.”
“That you did.” he agreed seductively, reaching up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
She leaned down to kiss him then, and he complied, edging her lips with his tongue until she granted him entrance. Slowly, tenderly, they began to tug at the ties holding each other’s clothing together. Kagome, dressed in her new miko garb, found that the outfit had another beneficial factor. Her mate’s inability to simply slice the clothing from her body forced him to take the time necessary to remove it in the conventional way. Inuyasha found for himself, that he was quickly learning to enjoy removing clothing in the slower fashion, especially clothing from his time, as it seemed to heighten the experience, pulling on the binding ties like they were ribbons tying up present he was slowly unwrapping.
Pulling open her chihaya, he was not surprised to find her wearing her more modern bra thing underneath, but he surprised his mate when he wrapped his arms around her, and reaching behind her body with both hands, managed to unhook the contraption without damaging it. He’d always either sliced through the things, or asked her to take them off for him. Kagome found that feeling the small piece of cloth leave her body by his doing heightened the experience as well, and she was delighted to realize that the garment was actually still useable.
With her chihaya now completely open in the front, but still tucked into her hibakama around the edges, Kagome worked to open the folds of both Inuyasha’s suikan and kosode robes, until his top half was exposed to her as well, as she lowered herself and relished in the sensation of flesh on flesh. They both silently agreed in that moment that they would be taking things slowly on that night, as she brought her mouth to his for another kiss.
The complete Shikon jewel, which she wore around her neck, dangled forward, resting itself against the flesh of her mate’s chest. But Inuyasha’s love was so pure, that even direct physical contact with the jewel in that moment did not taint him, nor did his essence taint the jewel. In fact, for all intents and purposes, he completely ignored the thing, as if it were nothing more than her necklace, as their tongues slowly and sensually staked their claims in each other’s mouths. The jewel itself knew that neither person who currently pressed their flesh against it were in any way attempting to tap into its power, so it remained dormant, but in that moment, pressed between their chests, it saw into both of their hearts.
Kagome rose herself up then, allowing Inuyasha access to her neck, which she knew he loved to nip and suckle just as much as she loved to nip and suckle at his sensitive ears. They each gasped at the sensations they were causing in their partner, and themselves, thanks to their ever-faithful blood-bond. Spreading her legs slightly, Kagome rested hers at either side of her mate’s, as she placed her heat at the source of his passion. Slowly, but steadily, Inuyasha raised his hips into her, allowing her to feel exactly what she does to him. His hands then trailed downwards, to untie the knots holding up her hibakama. Kagome responded by grinding her own body into him, and in that moment she felt him reach behind her again, cupping her roundness in order to hold her in place. He breathed in through his teeth.
Reaching down, Kagome managed to tug loose the ties on his hakama with a single pull, making her wonder if he had deliberately tied his pants in such a fashion to begin with. Allowing herself to slip off to her right, she landed softly on the bed to her mate’s left, while keeping herself upright on her right hand side, as he turned upward onto his left to face her.
Each realizing the other’s pants were loose, they slowly reached inside, Kagome squeezing her tiny hand around her mate’s stiffness, while Inuyasha began delicately probing at the folds of her entrance. He was never surprised, but proud, to discover her readiness to take him in. It had taken some convincing, but eventually he conceded to the truth that she truly did love him. He didn’t know how much longer they could rut before it would become a threat to their pup, but he knew that while they could continue for a little while, he couldn’t be quite as forceful as he had been in the past. Though in reality he hadn’t needed to worry of such things this early on, he felt it was as good a time as any to learn to restrain himself. It might take practice, he thought with a smirk that went unnoticed as Kagome had her eyes pinched shut in pleasure. He was teasing her slowly, massaging her nub as he swirled his hand around her bundle of nerves, delving within her depths for the occasional lubricant.
He could tell Kagome was close when she ceased her ministrations upon his erection, her mind simply unable to concentrate on such things when it longed for explosion. She ordered him to go faster and he disobeyed, whispering in her ear that all good things were worth waiting for. Leaning over and bringing the nearest breast into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around her nipple just as slowly, until he felt her begin to quiver and quake beneath him. Kagome felt like she was dangling over a cliff, wanting to fall but at the same time being prevented from it by the rope she was tied to. A rope that ever so slowly began to snap its various components, giving out one strand at a time, as she droped merely an inch with each ‘thwang’ it made above her. Literally hanging by a thread, the feel of his warm mouth upon her sensitive breast was all it took, cutting through the remaining cord that held her as easily as Tetsusaiga cut through trees. The sensation shook her to her very core. She was unsure if she could call it a single explosion, or if the succession of rockets at the finale of a fireworks show would be more appropriate, each one bringing with it a new burst of color and sensation.
“That’s one.” she heard him whisper in her ear then, and it made her shudder once more, this time from anticipation.
Inuyasha lowered himself towards the foot of the bed, pulling down her hibakama and panties along the way. Then, dropping the unwanted garments to the floor, he proceeded to slip himself out of his hakama as well. When he shifted himself as he prepared to lower his face between her legs, Kagome reached down and tugged gently on his ear, letting him know she had a different idea.
“Yes?” he asked in what Kagome had mused was a very sales-associate “Can I help you?” tone of voice.
“My mother always told me to share.” she said in a silly whisper, as she proceeded to scoot herself more sideways on the bed, leaving plenty of room for him to join her in the space she’d just made, and was gently patting.
Cocking an eyebrow at her, he proceeded to crawl up the bed, and gently lay down beside her once more, again propped up on his left hand side, until she reached out with a gentle had pressing upon his right shoulder, silently asking that he lay flatly upon his back. He obeyed.
Leaning over him then, she started at his neck, as she traced her tongue teasingly across his blazing skin. Several times she bit down, almost to the point of what she would consider hard, but her blunt human teeth were no match for his thick youkai hide. She knew he had a wild animal instinct, even when he tried to suppress it, and while she appreciated the times, like this one, when he was willing to take things more slowly, more at a human’s pace, she felt it only right to appeal to his inu side the best she could on other occaions. It had taken her some practice, mostly when he wasn’t around, which wasn’t all too often, but she’d finally managed to get her throat to produce the content growl she knew and loved, which he was so kindly producing for her at that very moment. Nipping once more at his neck, then trailing her tongue further down onto his chest, and swirling it around each erect nipple, Kagome began to produce the content growl herself.
Inuyasha’s eyes widened just before he allowed them to slip shut from the sensations she was bombarding him with. Even though she hadn’t mastered the art of breathing through her nose while growling, which gives you that continual stream that he can produce indefinitely, the concept of hearing his mate growl that growl, while delivering this pleasure to his body, was almost enough to force his youkai to surface. He kept himself under control, though. Tonight would be for her human heart, and his as well. Ceasing his own growl, he whispered “I love you” in the human tongue, knowing that human females, like his mate, needed to hear such things, even though it was something she already knew. That concept he found he could understand, though, because even though he knew her feelings for him as well, hearing her say “I love you too” in return wraped a blanket of contentment around his soul.
Dipping her tongue into his belly button, he flinched instantly, and shifting her gaze to look up at him with a silly smirk on her face, she whispered “I warned you.”
“Do that again wench and I’ll-” He was cut off by the shudders running through his body as she proceeded to do it again.
“You’ll what?” she asked then, teasingly, as she rubbed her left hand up and down his legs, coming close to, but never reaching, what both desired to be her final destination.
“Wench…” he said, in a warning tone of voice.
“Sit boy.” she whispered sweetly, smiling as she saw and felt his body become physically pinned to the bed below him.
“No fair!” he whimpered, as she dipped her tongue into his belly button once more, before swirling it around the edges. She chuckled as she felt him tense beneath her.
“Ya know…” she said casually, a teasing glint in her eyes, “If you learned to relax your muscles, this wouldn’t even tickle.”
“I’m gonna test that theory on your feet wench, when this spell wears off!” he snapped jokingly.
“Hmmm” she smiled, “Sit boy.”
“Ugghhhh” he groaned as she tortured him some more. “Mercy!” he finally screamed through his laughter.
Immediately, she stopped, at least what she was doing to his navel. While he was still catching his breath and trying to regain his composure, she stealthfully maneuvered her hand up and around his throbbing shaft.
It was an “Mmmmmm” that escaped his lips then.
The subduing spell long since worn off, he remained laying there perfectly still regardless, as he relished in the massage his mate was giving his body. While she stroked him gently with her left hand, her right hand ran continually up and down his upper body, as she’d shifted herself into a sitting position over him. She then proceeded to momentarily cease attention on his shaft as she used both her hands to massage the sculpted leg muscles of one thigh, then the other. Back to the penis, then up higher, to his abs, she then massaged each arm, before returning to his erection once more. He was in heaven.
Finally the time came when Kagome focused all of her attention on his “happy ending” as she stroked his length with her right hand while she gently massaged his sack with her left. It was slow, torturously slow, and he’d long since ceased in occasionally glancing down to observe her actions, because the imagery only made him want to pound her that much worse. He would be taking her tonight, but they had plenty of time for that later, he reminded himself over and over again. He gasped in surprise when he felt her lower her lips down around his tip. His psyche no longer resisted the action, he and his instincts having had a long talk on the subject, and he now 100% fully accepted and enjoyed it, without protest from his inner youkai. He moaned in pleasure as he felt her swirl her tongue around his tip, tucking it into the lip around the edge of his foreskin as she pulled him taut. When it came to breathing through her nose, Kagome had mastered it where it counted most.
She devoured him slowly, tucking him inch by inch into the warmth of her throat, fearless of grazing him with her teeth in the process, a sensation which only proved to excite him even further. She then pulled away and resumed to maneuver him with her hand, as she moved her tongue lower, threateningly lower. She felt him start to tense up under her touch, but she merely smiled; she’d never surprise him with such a thing, unsure of what his reaction would be. But what she did do was draw his sack into her mouth, careful not to hurt him, as even hanyou were sensitive in that particular location.
Inuyasha was instantly relieved, then surprised, then ecstatic. He never imagined such a thing could feel such a way. He knew that wasn’t a very articulate way of explaining it, but his mind wasn’t currently functioning at the moment. Slowly but surely, he felt every muscle in his lower region begin to clinch in anticipation. Kagome felt him grow taut, and she returned her oral attention to his shaft. The pulse in his veins thundered out to her, and she could tell he was close. Finally, in what Inuyasha would call an explosion…he, well…exploded. Quite thoroughly. Unlike Kagome, who had managed despite herself to keep quite, most likely due to having gotten used to the necessity while in her family’s home, Inuyasha let out a yell that threatened to have passers by assume him being tortured. In a wonderful way, he had been.
Kagome cleaned him dry, removing all evidence, then, in a strangely husky voice, she whispered up to him “That’s one…”
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They made love a total of four times, though the actual number of orgasms each received was closer to ten. The two seemed engaged in a contest regarding who could bring their partner more pleasure, and as a result, neither surrendered to sleep until well past what Kagome believed to be approx. 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning.
As a result, the couple slept well into the beginning of the next day, all traces of dawn’s rosy glow having dissolved into skies of blue by the time they opened their eyes. Kagome was the first to wake, which had surprised her, when she discovered that the hanyou currently wrapping his body around her from behind was in fact, genuinely asleep. It brought a smile to her lips for so many reasons. Mainly, she knew how rarely he truly slept, deeply, anyway, and was sure that his mind and body could certainly use the rest. But also because of that simple fact, it articulated that he felt safe and secure enough in their surroundings, and in her presence, to allow himself the slumber he was now engaged in. She wished she could turn to face him, to gaze upon his sleeping face, for he always looked so innocent and beautiful to her when asleep, but she knew such an act would undoubtedly wake him, so instead, she remained as still as possible, spooned into his embrace.
When Kagome noticed something hard pressing between their naked bodies, she had to do a mental double take to be sure that he was in fact still asleep, but even without their bond his steady breathing and heart rate alone would indicate that he was in fact sleeping. She tried to ignore the feel of his morning wood pressed gently against her bottom, but she soon found her own body betraying her intentions, as she felt the heat pooling between her legs. Absently, she was reminded of a shirt she saw once which featured Western style utensils and said “Spooning leads to Forking.” Chuckling to herself now, she couldn’t help but think how right that was.
She tried to shift her lower half ever so slightly, to release the tension she was feeling, but the action only brought notice to how sticky she was as well. Kagome suddenly found herself in quite a pickle. She wanted to feel her mate inside of her, now, but said mate was still lost in a deep dreamland. Not that he’d mind, she supposed with a snicker.
I seriously doubt he’ll complain about being woken… she thought, as she adjusted herself again, and reaching between them, she gently eased his length within her.
It was comical how Inuyasha’s body began to move of its own accord, slowly in time with Kagome’s own minor movements. She wasn’t exactly sure when he had fully awoken, but she knew he was awake when she felt his thrusts suddenly grow much more powerful.
Inuyasha was minding his own business, deep within his peaceful dreamland of a lifetime together with his mate, when his body began to register the most pleasurable sensation. Groggily, his mind began to rise to the surface, as he discovered himself sheathed within the woman he still held in the same position as when he’d fallen asleep the night before. Lost in that moment of half sleep, half wake, where one tries to recall the last events they were consciously aware of before said consciousness had left them, he wondered absently if he had somehow managed to submerge himself within her in their sleep. That possibility, however, he dismissed upon the realization that Kagome was not only awake, but that it was her movements that were unconsciously encouraging the movements of his own body.
Sneaky little wench… he chuckled mentally, as the lingering remains of sleep left him.
Without warning, he began to pull further out before slamming himself back inside with more force. That was far better than being awoken with a kiss…
Kagome was in heaven. To her recollection that was the first time they had actually attempted that position, and while she had chuckled at it at first, mentally calling it the lazy position, she soon discovered just how pleasurable it actually was for her, as well as him.
The best part of waking up, is hanyou in your…never mind… she chuckled as she felt him lift her right leg up, and shimmy himself even closer into her.
Apparently, all that being slow and gentle last night had taken its toll, and all her hanyou wanted to do now was pound into her fast and furiously, until they both exploded with vigor. While he knew he had to get into the practice of being more gentle with their love making, with all of their love making, he also knew that in reality he didn’t have to worry about it just yet, so he was allowing himself one last hurrah, as it were.
Kagome’s breathing hitched when she felt him shift himself again, so that he was now reaching her most sensitive spots. Whereas how they’d started out still spooned together, with him gently eased within her from behind, she was now laying in a rather similar spot to when this had all started, with Inuyasha now hovering over her, her right leg stretched and raised, and resting on his left shoulder, as he slammed himself into her half-sideways laying body. He pulled her closer towards the middle of the bed, and broadening his stance, he opened his legs some, resting his right leg on her far side, so that her left leg was laying between his legs, while her right leg was still held up against his body, him using it as a handle as he held her against him. Unable to hold himself up after a moment, he allowed them to collapse, as they rolled, until Inuyasha was now the one laying on his side, on his left side, as Kagome laid flatly upon her back, her right leg still folded and bent, as he hugged it to himself, his own right leg bent and resting gently upon her belly, as he continued to thrust and trash his hips at a speed that was beyond what a mortal human was capable of.
Kagome had long ago lost her mind, drowning in the sensations of her mate hammering into her with such force, she feared for her ability to walk afterwards. Because of their recent activities from the night before, both participants were able to hold out even longer than usual, as he eventually felt the slow crawl of his climax approaching. Desiring to feel Kagome’s muscles clinch around him in her own release, he shifted his leg some, allowing his hand to find her jewel, as he began to frantically rub her pearl in time with his thrusts. The added sensation was all Kagome’s body required for her to be thrown forcefully from the edge at which she’d so delicately balanced herself. She screamed bloody murder as her body spasmed out of control, the pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain.
Inuyasha did not pin his ears to his head. He did not try to block out the shrill screams of his mate, because he knew her cries were in ecstasy, and he relished in the fact that he had been the cause of it. She tried to kick and pull with her legs and arms, to release herself from his grasp, but he refused to yield, and her cries continued to the point of tears. Her head thrashed randomly, as she fought within herself to remain consciously aware, as her spirit spiraled desperately out of control. Her muscles clinched down unbelievingly tightly, and Inuyasha himself felt pleasure that boarded on pain with the sheer force of how strongly her muscles had gripped him. His completion snuck up on him in that moment, encouraged by the sensations he was receiving from her through their bond. He found his release thrust into the forefront of sensation almost instantaneously, as she milked him for everything he was worth. He cried out again himself, his yell succeeding in drowning out the sound of his mate’s cries, which had failed to cease.
Inuyasha, in his exhaustion, laid there motionlessly for a few moments, still connected to his mate, still throbbing occasionally within her, as the lingering remnants of his climax slipped through. Absently, he wondered if he’d remembered to lock the door, fairly certain that somebody from the village had likely heard them. He didn’t exactly relish the idea of one of their friends bounding into the room intent on coming to their “aid” but at the same time, he was simply too tired to move. Instead, he held hope that Shippo had the decency and forethought to let the others know that he and Kagome were in no danger, just as he’d done for them on that first fateful night exactly one year prior.
Kagome lay near death, she mused, feeling utterly and totally drained, which confused her considering she herself hadn’t really done very much of the work. She figured her exhaustion came from the mental exertion that had been required of her in order to keep her sanity in that moment. Inuyasha’s heart thundered out to her, and she could only imagine that hers did the same to him. Lazily lifting her left hand, she plopped it down upon his right leg, which still rested bent and motionless across her abdomen, not even flinching at the sudden contact. Managing to lift her head, she gazed down at him, as he rested his head on his left arm, which he’d straightened out above him. His eyes were pinched shut and he was breathing rather heavily. If he hadn’t always trained himself to submerge his baser canine behaviors, she was sure he would be panting. Focusing her vision first on his leg, she delicately brushed her fingers across the fine hairs she found there. Just the right amount of hair, she surmised. Enough to ensure his legs retained a masculine appearance, yet thinned out enough that his legs did not appear furry. Each and every one of the delicate hairs, she noted, was a shimmering silver, just like every other hair on his beautiful body, save for his eyebrows which for some reason were black. Just as well, she supposed, since the darkness of his eyebrows only proved to accentuate the brightness of his eyes. Eyes she wished she could gaze into at that moment, only to discover that his eyes were in fact still pinched shut. Focusing her eyesight further, she noticed the heavy coating of sweat currently glistening across much of his body. He really wore himself out.
Wishing to say something, but not exactly sure what to say, she decided to whimper instead, in what she understood was an empathic whimper, asking her mate if he was okay.
“I’m fine…” he replied in a half whisper, as naturally as if she’d asked her question in the human tongue. They often switched back and forth between human and inu now, and in a way, Kagome mused, it was simply like being bilingual. She never felt at odds with herself over barking instead of speaking, and as a result, she’s encouraged her mate to do so more often himself.
“Just wondering if I locked the door.” she heard him suddenly continue after a moment, and the simple statement both surprised and pleased her. She hadn’t even asked him what he’d been thinking, but they’d finally achieved that level of open communication she’d more or less forced themselves to attempt after their first mating. He never kept his thoughts from her any longer, no matter how important, or insignificant, and often, she didn’t even have to ask. Then…what he’d said actually sunk in, and blushing despite herself, Kagome mumbled “I guess we should get dressed then.”
“Keh”
Inuyasha, and the characters therein, are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I am in no way affiliated with Takahashi, or VIZ Productions.
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Chapter 36 - VERY Happy Anniversary…
Kagome giggled when they reached the door to their hut, and Inuyasha surprised her by swooping her off her feet, and carrying her bridal style over the threshold. He didn’t place her back on her feet once they cleared the doorway, however, as he proceeded to march straight through to the bedroom. Kagome giggled again.
“What’s with all the giggles?” he asked in mock annoyance, “Think this is funny do ya?” he asked with a smirk.
Kagome tried to compose herself, but failed, and while still giggling managed to say “I’m just so happy.”
“Good.” he said forcefully, as he laid her down on the bed.
He then proceeded to gently slip her sandals off her feet, and after they were bare, he started to rub them in a soothing motion.
“I’m not gonna need you to do that for several months yet.” Kagome said while still giggling.
“Figured I’d better get into practice.” he said with a wink. He then proceeded to bend down and lick the bottom of her right foot, nearly getting himself kicked in the face when her leg jerked on reflex, her body acting out in protest of being tickled. In that moment her giggling had stopped, replaced by a sharp intake of air, followed by a loud bellowing “AHHHHHHHH”
Smiling down at her with a silly grin, Kagome managed to wipe that smug look off his face when she whispered “Remember, I know where you’re ticklish, too.”
He grinned with confidence again when he said “You’d have to catch me first, wench.”
Kagome’s eyes widened in mock anger as she quickly shifted herself out from under him, and managing to shift his body weight so that he lost his balance as a result, she quickly pinned herself on top of him, pressing him firmly on his back as she whispered “Caught you.”
“That you did.” he agreed seductively, reaching up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
She leaned down to kiss him then, and he complied, edging her lips with his tongue until she granted him entrance. Slowly, tenderly, they began to tug at the ties holding each other’s clothing together. Kagome, dressed in her new miko garb, found that the outfit had another beneficial factor. Her mate’s inability to simply slice the clothing from her body forced him to take the time necessary to remove it in the conventional way. Inuyasha found for himself, that he was quickly learning to enjoy removing clothing in the slower fashion, especially clothing from his time, as it seemed to heighten the experience, pulling on the binding ties like they were ribbons tying up present he was slowly unwrapping.
Pulling open her chihaya, he was not surprised to find her wearing her more modern bra thing underneath, but he surprised his mate when he wrapped his arms around her, and reaching behind her body with both hands, managed to unhook the contraption without damaging it. He’d always either sliced through the things, or asked her to take them off for him. Kagome found that feeling the small piece of cloth leave her body by his doing heightened the experience as well, and she was delighted to realize that the garment was actually still useable.
With her chihaya now completely open in the front, but still tucked into her hibakama around the edges, Kagome worked to open the folds of both Inuyasha’s suikan and kosode robes, until his top half was exposed to her as well, as she lowered herself and relished in the sensation of flesh on flesh. They both silently agreed in that moment that they would be taking things slowly on that night, as she brought her mouth to his for another kiss.
The complete Shikon jewel, which she wore around her neck, dangled forward, resting itself against the flesh of her mate’s chest. But Inuyasha’s love was so pure, that even direct physical contact with the jewel in that moment did not taint him, nor did his essence taint the jewel. In fact, for all intents and purposes, he completely ignored the thing, as if it were nothing more than her necklace, as their tongues slowly and sensually staked their claims in each other’s mouths. The jewel itself knew that neither person who currently pressed their flesh against it were in any way attempting to tap into its power, so it remained dormant, but in that moment, pressed between their chests, it saw into both of their hearts.
Kagome rose herself up then, allowing Inuyasha access to her neck, which she knew he loved to nip and suckle just as much as she loved to nip and suckle at his sensitive ears. They each gasped at the sensations they were causing in their partner, and themselves, thanks to their ever-faithful blood-bond. Spreading her legs slightly, Kagome rested hers at either side of her mate’s, as she placed her heat at the source of his passion. Slowly, but steadily, Inuyasha raised his hips into her, allowing her to feel exactly what she does to him. His hands then trailed downwards, to untie the knots holding up her hibakama. Kagome responded by grinding her own body into him, and in that moment she felt him reach behind her again, cupping her roundness in order to hold her in place. He breathed in through his teeth.
Reaching down, Kagome managed to tug loose the ties on his hakama with a single pull, making her wonder if he had deliberately tied his pants in such a fashion to begin with. Allowing herself to slip off to her right, she landed softly on the bed to her mate’s left, while keeping herself upright on her right hand side, as he turned upward onto his left to face her.
Each realizing the other’s pants were loose, they slowly reached inside, Kagome squeezing her tiny hand around her mate’s stiffness, while Inuyasha began delicately probing at the folds of her entrance. He was never surprised, but proud, to discover her readiness to take him in. It had taken some convincing, but eventually he conceded to the truth that she truly did love him. He didn’t know how much longer they could rut before it would become a threat to their pup, but he knew that while they could continue for a little while, he couldn’t be quite as forceful as he had been in the past. Though in reality he hadn’t needed to worry of such things this early on, he felt it was as good a time as any to learn to restrain himself. It might take practice, he thought with a smirk that went unnoticed as Kagome had her eyes pinched shut in pleasure. He was teasing her slowly, massaging her nub as he swirled his hand around her bundle of nerves, delving within her depths for the occasional lubricant.
He could tell Kagome was close when she ceased her ministrations upon his erection, her mind simply unable to concentrate on such things when it longed for explosion. She ordered him to go faster and he disobeyed, whispering in her ear that all good things were worth waiting for. Leaning over and bringing the nearest breast into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around her nipple just as slowly, until he felt her begin to quiver and quake beneath him. Kagome felt like she was dangling over a cliff, wanting to fall but at the same time being prevented from it by the rope she was tied to. A rope that ever so slowly began to snap its various components, giving out one strand at a time, as she droped merely an inch with each ‘thwang’ it made above her. Literally hanging by a thread, the feel of his warm mouth upon her sensitive breast was all it took, cutting through the remaining cord that held her as easily as Tetsusaiga cut through trees. The sensation shook her to her very core. She was unsure if she could call it a single explosion, or if the succession of rockets at the finale of a fireworks show would be more appropriate, each one bringing with it a new burst of color and sensation.
“That’s one.” she heard him whisper in her ear then, and it made her shudder once more, this time from anticipation.
Inuyasha lowered himself towards the foot of the bed, pulling down her hibakama and panties along the way. Then, dropping the unwanted garments to the floor, he proceeded to slip himself out of his hakama as well. When he shifted himself as he prepared to lower his face between her legs, Kagome reached down and tugged gently on his ear, letting him know she had a different idea.
“Yes?” he asked in what Kagome had mused was a very sales-associate “Can I help you?” tone of voice.
“My mother always told me to share.” she said in a silly whisper, as she proceeded to scoot herself more sideways on the bed, leaving plenty of room for him to join her in the space she’d just made, and was gently patting.
Cocking an eyebrow at her, he proceeded to crawl up the bed, and gently lay down beside her once more, again propped up on his left hand side, until she reached out with a gentle had pressing upon his right shoulder, silently asking that he lay flatly upon his back. He obeyed.
Leaning over him then, she started at his neck, as she traced her tongue teasingly across his blazing skin. Several times she bit down, almost to the point of what she would consider hard, but her blunt human teeth were no match for his thick youkai hide. She knew he had a wild animal instinct, even when he tried to suppress it, and while she appreciated the times, like this one, when he was willing to take things more slowly, more at a human’s pace, she felt it only right to appeal to his inu side the best she could on other occaions. It had taken her some practice, mostly when he wasn’t around, which wasn’t all too often, but she’d finally managed to get her throat to produce the content growl she knew and loved, which he was so kindly producing for her at that very moment. Nipping once more at his neck, then trailing her tongue further down onto his chest, and swirling it around each erect nipple, Kagome began to produce the content growl herself.
Inuyasha’s eyes widened just before he allowed them to slip shut from the sensations she was bombarding him with. Even though she hadn’t mastered the art of breathing through her nose while growling, which gives you that continual stream that he can produce indefinitely, the concept of hearing his mate growl that growl, while delivering this pleasure to his body, was almost enough to force his youkai to surface. He kept himself under control, though. Tonight would be for her human heart, and his as well. Ceasing his own growl, he whispered “I love you” in the human tongue, knowing that human females, like his mate, needed to hear such things, even though it was something she already knew. That concept he found he could understand, though, because even though he knew her feelings for him as well, hearing her say “I love you too” in return wraped a blanket of contentment around his soul.
Dipping her tongue into his belly button, he flinched instantly, and shifting her gaze to look up at him with a silly smirk on her face, she whispered “I warned you.”
“Do that again wench and I’ll-” He was cut off by the shudders running through his body as she proceeded to do it again.
“You’ll what?” she asked then, teasingly, as she rubbed her left hand up and down his legs, coming close to, but never reaching, what both desired to be her final destination.
“Wench…” he said, in a warning tone of voice.
“Sit boy.” she whispered sweetly, smiling as she saw and felt his body become physically pinned to the bed below him.
“No fair!” he whimpered, as she dipped her tongue into his belly button once more, before swirling it around the edges. She chuckled as she felt him tense beneath her.
“Ya know…” she said casually, a teasing glint in her eyes, “If you learned to relax your muscles, this wouldn’t even tickle.”
“I’m gonna test that theory on your feet wench, when this spell wears off!” he snapped jokingly.
“Hmmm” she smiled, “Sit boy.”
“Ugghhhh” he groaned as she tortured him some more. “Mercy!” he finally screamed through his laughter.
Immediately, she stopped, at least what she was doing to his navel. While he was still catching his breath and trying to regain his composure, she stealthfully maneuvered her hand up and around his throbbing shaft.
It was an “Mmmmmm” that escaped his lips then.
The subduing spell long since worn off, he remained laying there perfectly still regardless, as he relished in the massage his mate was giving his body. While she stroked him gently with her left hand, her right hand ran continually up and down his upper body, as she’d shifted herself into a sitting position over him. She then proceeded to momentarily cease attention on his shaft as she used both her hands to massage the sculpted leg muscles of one thigh, then the other. Back to the penis, then up higher, to his abs, she then massaged each arm, before returning to his erection once more. He was in heaven.
Finally the time came when Kagome focused all of her attention on his “happy ending” as she stroked his length with her right hand while she gently massaged his sack with her left. It was slow, torturously slow, and he’d long since ceased in occasionally glancing down to observe her actions, because the imagery only made him want to pound her that much worse. He would be taking her tonight, but they had plenty of time for that later, he reminded himself over and over again. He gasped in surprise when he felt her lower her lips down around his tip. His psyche no longer resisted the action, he and his instincts having had a long talk on the subject, and he now 100% fully accepted and enjoyed it, without protest from his inner youkai. He moaned in pleasure as he felt her swirl her tongue around his tip, tucking it into the lip around the edge of his foreskin as she pulled him taut. When it came to breathing through her nose, Kagome had mastered it where it counted most.
She devoured him slowly, tucking him inch by inch into the warmth of her throat, fearless of grazing him with her teeth in the process, a sensation which only proved to excite him even further. She then pulled away and resumed to maneuver him with her hand, as she moved her tongue lower, threateningly lower. She felt him start to tense up under her touch, but she merely smiled; she’d never surprise him with such a thing, unsure of what his reaction would be. But what she did do was draw his sack into her mouth, careful not to hurt him, as even hanyou were sensitive in that particular location.
Inuyasha was instantly relieved, then surprised, then ecstatic. He never imagined such a thing could feel such a way. He knew that wasn’t a very articulate way of explaining it, but his mind wasn’t currently functioning at the moment. Slowly but surely, he felt every muscle in his lower region begin to clinch in anticipation. Kagome felt him grow taut, and she returned her oral attention to his shaft. The pulse in his veins thundered out to her, and she could tell he was close. Finally, in what Inuyasha would call an explosion…he, well…exploded. Quite thoroughly. Unlike Kagome, who had managed despite herself to keep quite, most likely due to having gotten used to the necessity while in her family’s home, Inuyasha let out a yell that threatened to have passers by assume him being tortured. In a wonderful way, he had been.
Kagome cleaned him dry, removing all evidence, then, in a strangely husky voice, she whispered up to him “That’s one…”
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They made love a total of four times, though the actual number of orgasms each received was closer to ten. The two seemed engaged in a contest regarding who could bring their partner more pleasure, and as a result, neither surrendered to sleep until well past what Kagome believed to be approx. 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning.
As a result, the couple slept well into the beginning of the next day, all traces of dawn’s rosy glow having dissolved into skies of blue by the time they opened their eyes. Kagome was the first to wake, which had surprised her, when she discovered that the hanyou currently wrapping his body around her from behind was in fact, genuinely asleep. It brought a smile to her lips for so many reasons. Mainly, she knew how rarely he truly slept, deeply, anyway, and was sure that his mind and body could certainly use the rest. But also because of that simple fact, it articulated that he felt safe and secure enough in their surroundings, and in her presence, to allow himself the slumber he was now engaged in. She wished she could turn to face him, to gaze upon his sleeping face, for he always looked so innocent and beautiful to her when asleep, but she knew such an act would undoubtedly wake him, so instead, she remained as still as possible, spooned into his embrace.
When Kagome noticed something hard pressing between their naked bodies, she had to do a mental double take to be sure that he was in fact still asleep, but even without their bond his steady breathing and heart rate alone would indicate that he was in fact sleeping. She tried to ignore the feel of his morning wood pressed gently against her bottom, but she soon found her own body betraying her intentions, as she felt the heat pooling between her legs. Absently, she was reminded of a shirt she saw once which featured Western style utensils and said “Spooning leads to Forking.” Chuckling to herself now, she couldn’t help but think how right that was.
She tried to shift her lower half ever so slightly, to release the tension she was feeling, but the action only brought notice to how sticky she was as well. Kagome suddenly found herself in quite a pickle. She wanted to feel her mate inside of her, now, but said mate was still lost in a deep dreamland. Not that he’d mind, she supposed with a snicker.
I seriously doubt he’ll complain about being woken… she thought, as she adjusted herself again, and reaching between them, she gently eased his length within her.
It was comical how Inuyasha’s body began to move of its own accord, slowly in time with Kagome’s own minor movements. She wasn’t exactly sure when he had fully awoken, but she knew he was awake when she felt his thrusts suddenly grow much more powerful.
Inuyasha was minding his own business, deep within his peaceful dreamland of a lifetime together with his mate, when his body began to register the most pleasurable sensation. Groggily, his mind began to rise to the surface, as he discovered himself sheathed within the woman he still held in the same position as when he’d fallen asleep the night before. Lost in that moment of half sleep, half wake, where one tries to recall the last events they were consciously aware of before said consciousness had left them, he wondered absently if he had somehow managed to submerge himself within her in their sleep. That possibility, however, he dismissed upon the realization that Kagome was not only awake, but that it was her movements that were unconsciously encouraging the movements of his own body.
Sneaky little wench… he chuckled mentally, as the lingering remains of sleep left him.
Without warning, he began to pull further out before slamming himself back inside with more force. That was far better than being awoken with a kiss…
Kagome was in heaven. To her recollection that was the first time they had actually attempted that position, and while she had chuckled at it at first, mentally calling it the lazy position, she soon discovered just how pleasurable it actually was for her, as well as him.
The best part of waking up, is hanyou in your…never mind… she chuckled as she felt him lift her right leg up, and shimmy himself even closer into her.
Apparently, all that being slow and gentle last night had taken its toll, and all her hanyou wanted to do now was pound into her fast and furiously, until they both exploded with vigor. While he knew he had to get into the practice of being more gentle with their love making, with all of their love making, he also knew that in reality he didn’t have to worry about it just yet, so he was allowing himself one last hurrah, as it were.
Kagome’s breathing hitched when she felt him shift himself again, so that he was now reaching her most sensitive spots. Whereas how they’d started out still spooned together, with him gently eased within her from behind, she was now laying in a rather similar spot to when this had all started, with Inuyasha now hovering over her, her right leg stretched and raised, and resting on his left shoulder, as he slammed himself into her half-sideways laying body. He pulled her closer towards the middle of the bed, and broadening his stance, he opened his legs some, resting his right leg on her far side, so that her left leg was laying between his legs, while her right leg was still held up against his body, him using it as a handle as he held her against him. Unable to hold himself up after a moment, he allowed them to collapse, as they rolled, until Inuyasha was now the one laying on his side, on his left side, as Kagome laid flatly upon her back, her right leg still folded and bent, as he hugged it to himself, his own right leg bent and resting gently upon her belly, as he continued to thrust and trash his hips at a speed that was beyond what a mortal human was capable of.
Kagome had long ago lost her mind, drowning in the sensations of her mate hammering into her with such force, she feared for her ability to walk afterwards. Because of their recent activities from the night before, both participants were able to hold out even longer than usual, as he eventually felt the slow crawl of his climax approaching. Desiring to feel Kagome’s muscles clinch around him in her own release, he shifted his leg some, allowing his hand to find her jewel, as he began to frantically rub her pearl in time with his thrusts. The added sensation was all Kagome’s body required for her to be thrown forcefully from the edge at which she’d so delicately balanced herself. She screamed bloody murder as her body spasmed out of control, the pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain.
Inuyasha did not pin his ears to his head. He did not try to block out the shrill screams of his mate, because he knew her cries were in ecstasy, and he relished in the fact that he had been the cause of it. She tried to kick and pull with her legs and arms, to release herself from his grasp, but he refused to yield, and her cries continued to the point of tears. Her head thrashed randomly, as she fought within herself to remain consciously aware, as her spirit spiraled desperately out of control. Her muscles clinched down unbelievingly tightly, and Inuyasha himself felt pleasure that boarded on pain with the sheer force of how strongly her muscles had gripped him. His completion snuck up on him in that moment, encouraged by the sensations he was receiving from her through their bond. He found his release thrust into the forefront of sensation almost instantaneously, as she milked him for everything he was worth. He cried out again himself, his yell succeeding in drowning out the sound of his mate’s cries, which had failed to cease.
Inuyasha, in his exhaustion, laid there motionlessly for a few moments, still connected to his mate, still throbbing occasionally within her, as the lingering remnants of his climax slipped through. Absently, he wondered if he’d remembered to lock the door, fairly certain that somebody from the village had likely heard them. He didn’t exactly relish the idea of one of their friends bounding into the room intent on coming to their “aid” but at the same time, he was simply too tired to move. Instead, he held hope that Shippo had the decency and forethought to let the others know that he and Kagome were in no danger, just as he’d done for them on that first fateful night exactly one year prior.
Kagome lay near death, she mused, feeling utterly and totally drained, which confused her considering she herself hadn’t really done very much of the work. She figured her exhaustion came from the mental exertion that had been required of her in order to keep her sanity in that moment. Inuyasha’s heart thundered out to her, and she could only imagine that hers did the same to him. Lazily lifting her left hand, she plopped it down upon his right leg, which still rested bent and motionless across her abdomen, not even flinching at the sudden contact. Managing to lift her head, she gazed down at him, as he rested his head on his left arm, which he’d straightened out above him. His eyes were pinched shut and he was breathing rather heavily. If he hadn’t always trained himself to submerge his baser canine behaviors, she was sure he would be panting. Focusing her vision first on his leg, she delicately brushed her fingers across the fine hairs she found there. Just the right amount of hair, she surmised. Enough to ensure his legs retained a masculine appearance, yet thinned out enough that his legs did not appear furry. Each and every one of the delicate hairs, she noted, was a shimmering silver, just like every other hair on his beautiful body, save for his eyebrows which for some reason were black. Just as well, she supposed, since the darkness of his eyebrows only proved to accentuate the brightness of his eyes. Eyes she wished she could gaze into at that moment, only to discover that his eyes were in fact still pinched shut. Focusing her eyesight further, she noticed the heavy coating of sweat currently glistening across much of his body. He really wore himself out.
Wishing to say something, but not exactly sure what to say, she decided to whimper instead, in what she understood was an empathic whimper, asking her mate if he was okay.
“I’m fine…” he replied in a half whisper, as naturally as if she’d asked her question in the human tongue. They often switched back and forth between human and inu now, and in a way, Kagome mused, it was simply like being bilingual. She never felt at odds with herself over barking instead of speaking, and as a result, she’s encouraged her mate to do so more often himself.
“Just wondering if I locked the door.” she heard him suddenly continue after a moment, and the simple statement both surprised and pleased her. She hadn’t even asked him what he’d been thinking, but they’d finally achieved that level of open communication she’d more or less forced themselves to attempt after their first mating. He never kept his thoughts from her any longer, no matter how important, or insignificant, and often, she didn’t even have to ask. Then…what he’d said actually sunk in, and blushing despite herself, Kagome mumbled “I guess we should get dressed then.”
“Keh”