InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Backward Blanket ❯ Chapter 2

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

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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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From Kagome’s point of view, this was turning out to be one of the most meaningful, most progressive conversations of their entire relationship. She knew he had a tendency to reveal his inner most thoughts while in his human form, and if he was actually willing to participate in such a discussion, then she was all for it.

It had still taken her by surprise, though, when he had asked her if she had been lying when she’d said that it was okay for him to be hanyou, because she hadn’t honestly realized just how insecure he was on the subject. After all, enemies taunted him for his mixed blood all the time, and he was always the first one to rise to his own defense. But then again, she supposed that that made sense, regardless of his true feelings on the subject. After all, who would want to let their enemy know that they had hit the nail on the head when it came to insulting your own weaknesses?

But Inuyasha wasn’t weak. He’d proven his strength time and time again, not only with how he continually gained new abilities with Tetsusaiga, but with everything in general. His compassion had also grown measurable amounts. She remembered that little boy she had pulled from the river nearly a year ago, while he had yelled at her to ignore the child in favor of retrieving the jewel. Now, were a human child in danger, Inuyasha would be the first one to rush to the rescue. Then…something suddenly struck her, in conjunction with that line of thought. He didn’t give a rat’s ass what other youkai thought of him being hanyou. He was stronger than them, and he usually killed his enemies without much difficulty. He had asked her if she thought it was okay…as in, from a human’s point of view. Youkai just considered him a weakling, and laughed in his face, picturing him an easy kill. However wrong they always turned out to be was beside the point. It was humans who feared him, who truly hated him, who saw him as a threat, as a monster.

She had answered him already that she hadn’t been lying, but as she gazed towards his unseeing eyes in that moment, Kagome wondered what on Earth had captured his thoughts so thoroughly. She supposed that after being told for a lifetime that you should have been killed at birth, it would be a little hard, at least at first, to believe somebody when they told you that your life held any value. She knew that before she, herself, had entered his life, his only friend and companion had been Kikyou. While the thought usually brought her pain, Kagome forced herself to think on it for a moment from an observational point of view. She knew she did not feel hatred towards Kikyou. Jealousy, yes, but not hatred. Inuyasha loved her, after all, and if she had been able to bring even a moment’s joy into his life, then for that, Kagome would always thank her.

But still…even though she knew that were it not for Naraku, they would have been together, she also knew that Kikyou had wished to use the jewel to turn Inuyasha human. So even though he had found love and acceptance, it had been in the form of somebody willing to see past his youkai blood, into the human heart that lied beneath. Somebody willing to rid him of his taint, to love the man he would become. It was still more compassion than most would willingly give towards a hanyou, and for that, Kagome knew she could not fully shun Kikyou’s thinking. After all, that was simply the way things were in that day and age, in the Sengoku jidai, and the future-born miko understood that that. Kikyou truly had had a kind heart, to see past what she herself felt was taint and filth, to love him despite his ‘disgusting’ youkai blood. In a twisted, horrible way, she was truly noble. How self-sacrificing, to be with someone who was once a hanyou.

It was not Kikyou’s fault, her blindness was shared by all men and women of that time period. Those few willing to make an exception, like Inuyasha’s mother, were taunted and tormented, called whores and traitors. They were beaten and stoned, or at the very least shunned, and Kagome knew that such a fate would likely befall her, as well, were she and Inuyasha ever to truly together. Only thing was…she didn’t care. She loved him, and even though she knew that his feelings of love for her in return were different, more like a true friendship than a romantic relationship, she knew that if they ever were together as she dreamed, that she would stand by him, no matter what the world threw their way.

Filled with a renewed sense of love and peace, she quietly uttered his name, hoping to draw his attention back into their ongoing conversation. When his eyes met hers, she couldn’t help but to gulp at the sudden intensity of his stare. What had he been thinking about? Now she was really curious. However, his eyes seemed to tell her that he was not yet ready to share his thoughts.

At his impromptu apology, she gasped, completely shocked. What had brought that on?

“What for?”

“Everything.”

Suddenly, she felt his delicate, temporarily clawless fingertips, as he hesitantly brushed against the scars that he’d left on her arms during the incident with Kaguya. Somehow, though, the look in his eyes told her that he was not merely apologizing for those…but literally as he’d said…for everything. For sometimes being the monster that others feared him of being. For being a jerk other times, and saying or doing hurtful things, even though she knew he didn’t really mean them. For the times he had failed to protect her. For the times he had almost lost her. For the times he had broken her heart…

“I forgive you…” she whispered, and she meant every word.   

Her heart soared at the way his eyes lit up at her words, as if he’d truly needed to hear them. He thanked her softly, and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Oh my gods…she gasped, Is that…is that…

As quickly as he’d pulled her into him, he shoved her away, a horrible blush staining his cheeks, while he averted his eyes from meeting her own.

“Inuyasha?” she voiced uncertainly.

She wasn’t stupid, she knew what she had just felt. But why would he be excited like that? Was it just a natural physical reaction to the knowledge that they were both lying naked together, or was there more to it than that? Granted, she didn’t know everything about the workings of the male body, but surely, if he had no interest in her, then he wouldn’t have become aroused, right?

“I’m sorry.” he answered quickly, rolling himself over to once again lie with his back to her.

“I’m…” she started, unsure of what to say, but unwilling to let him remain as terrified as he obviously was. “I’m not angry with you…if you’re worried about that.”

A part of him was relieved at her words, though he didn’t show it.

“Sometimes you’re too damn forgiving…” he attempted to chuckle, in a horrible attempt at lightening the mood.

His words confused her, though. Sure, she knew his attempt at humor was made in an effort to defuse the building awkwardness between them, but…why, exactly, should she have to forgive him for something like that, in the first place? That would suggestion that, at least initially, it had bothered her, but she had then decided to let it go, right? As if…as if he’d honestly done something wrong.

“No, you misunderstand.” she explained then, and he tilted his head to the side slightly, to catch her sitting half way up again, meeting her eyes with his own as she leaned partially over him. “There’s nothing to forgive.” she whispered.

Now it was his turn to gasp in surprise.

“But…I…you…I’m just…”

“No, you’re not just a hanyou.” she said, able to decipher his stutters. She suddenly realized that his fear over her anger made perfect sense, given his usual line of thought.  

Pressing herself against his back once more, she suddenly felt her own blood heating under the realization that he was aroused by her presence. Trying not to jump to conclusions, she realized that while his arousal proved that he wasn’t disgusted by her, that it didn’t necessarily mean that he loved her, either. It could just be a physical attraction, and nothing more. Was that possibly another reason why he was sorry? Did he fear misleading her? She knew that the body could sometimes act of its own accord, and she wanted, no, she needed to know what was in his heart. She also figured, at the same time, that now was as good a time as any to reveal to him what lied in hers, though part of her was certain that he already knew. As she wrapped her arms back around him, she felt him stiffened under the contact…then she had to suppress a groan at the horrible pun her mind had just shot her way…after all, this was serious.

Getting a grip on her nerves, she asked quietly, “Didn’t we just discuss how I’m not put out by your touch, how I’m not disgusted by you? Why would this be any different?”

“It’s totally different.” he managed to utter, horribly humiliated that she apparently insisted upon talking about this, rather than just allowing him to pretend it’d never happened.

“Why?” she asked, understanding the obvious difference herself, but wishing to get him to discuss this openly with her.

“It just fucking is, okay?” he snapped, anger coming to the surface as a means of defense.

“Are you angry with me now?” she asked softly, knowing his harsh outburst was not really aimed towards her. But then again… “Are you angry that this happened? Like it was against your will? You don’t really feel that way about me, do you?” It was as she had feared, why he was disgusted with himself for this reaction…he didn’t really want-

“Stupid,” he interrupted her thoughts, “I’m just angry ’cause you won’t fucking drop it, all right?”

She felt relieved to know that he was only upset due to his embarrassment and desire to stop this conversation. But wait a minute, then did that mean that he really did want…??? Embarrassed or no, this conversation was continuing.  

“So you really do feel that way about me?” she asked point blank, receiving a comical array of stutters and feh noises as an answer.

“Inuyasha…” she started, deciding now or never. Swallowing the larger than life lump in her throat, she found her voice, and squeaked out, “You know I love you, don’t you?”

She felt him exhale a large breath, as though resigning himself to his fate, before she suddenly heard him answer, “Yeah, I know.”

“And you don’t feel the same way.” she supplied for him, tears on the verge of falling once more.

He cocked his head to the side again in order to catch another glimpse of her, still unwilling to turn himself back over, as he mumbled, “It’s not that simple.”

“It’s not that complicated.” she countered, thinking back on all the times he’d shown some form of compassion for her beyond her merely being his shard detector. He’d even admitted tonight that he’d lied about feeling that way, as well as thinking her ugly.

Gods damn it all… he griped internally, before biting his lip and somehow finding the courage to say, “Fucking hell Kagome, you should fucking know how I feel, damn it. I…you…shit…yes, all right?”

She actually giggled at that, and for some reason, the sound made him smile, as he continued.

“It’s because I…I feel that way…that I can’t…we can’t…you’d end up…damn it.”

He never was very good with words.

“I don’t mind that you’re hanyou.” she supplied, “That’s never bothered me.”

“Accepting a hanyou as a friend and accepting one as a mate are two very different things.” he spat out.

“I see…” she answered softly, then continuing his probable line of thought, she elaborated with, “And friendship aside, nobody could possibly want a hanyou for a mate, right?”  

“Kagome…” he sighed.

“Just answer me.”

“Nobody in their right mind would want a hanyou for a mate.” he all but whispered.

A piercing, startled gasp escaped his lips upon the sensation of Kagome’s delicate hand wrapping itself around his…

“I must be crazy, then.” she whispered into his ear, before lowering her mouth, giving his human lobe a gentle nibble.

“S-Stop that…”

Releasing him, it was suddenly Kagome’s turn to roll over.

I can’t believe I just did that…He must hate me…

“Kagome…” he sighed again, at a total loss for words. Then something struck him, and he smiled as he turned himself back over. “I’m not angry with you, if you’re worried about that.”

She smiled sadly, while silently wiping at the tears she knew he couldn’t smell.

“Is it me then?” she asked, “Do you just not want me?”

Rolling his eyes and blushing ten shades, he pulled her into a spooning embrace. His stiffness was suddenly tucked firmly against her bottom, but aside from a quick intake of breath, she made no move to shift their positions.

“Does this feel like I don’t want you?” he asked her, and she couldn’t help but to wonder where his sudden bravado had come from. Then she felt his fingers brush her face.

“I knew you were crying.” he said in an almost dejected manner, and then she knew… No matter what was required of him, he could never stand it when she cried.

“Is it because of Kikyou, then?” she asked smally, needing to know.

He sighed.

“No, Kagome, Kikyou has nothing to do with this.” he assured her. “Kikyou died fifty years ago, because I wasn’t there to protect her. Because I didn’t trust her completely, Naraku tricked us. Yes, I know she didn’t trust me, either, and I haven’t forgotten that she also wanted me to become human…” He took a deep breath, “But I owe it to her, and to my own honor, to protect her from that bastard, before I can kill him.”

She remained silent, so he added, “It’s not fair that she was brought back into this world. It would have been better if that had never happened. But it did, and I can’t abandon her, Kagome…I can’t.”

“I would never ask you to.” he heard her mumble.

“I know…” His grip on her tightened, “Because unlike her, you truly love me.”
  
Her breathing hitched.

“You love me so much, you’re willing to set me free. And I love you so much, I’m willing to return the favor.”

He didn’t fully realize what he was saying until it was too late, but upon hearing her gasp at his confession, he merely lowered his chin to her shoulder, and whispered, “Please understand…this is for the best. Your life would be ruined forever.”

“Please understand…” she spoke louder than his whisper, “I don’t care.”

He tilted his head down and rested his forehead against her shoulder, wishing he could summon the courage to get up and walk away from her, but his embrace never faltered.

“There can be no second guesses.” she finally heard him utter, and the way he spoke, with such determination, almost made it sound like an ultimatum.

“No regrets…no do-overs…no pretending it ‘never happened.’”

“Inuyasha?”

“My kind mates for life, Kagome.” he informed her, but when she didn’t start at that revelation, he suddenly wondered if she’d already known.

She actually hadn’t been aware of that fact, not that such a concept disturbed her. Truthfully, she was thrilled at the idea…until suddenly she realized…

“But, I’m mortal…” Her voice sounded pained, as though she too suddenly realized how it could never work between them. “I’ll die centuries before you, and then what? Would you be alone forever? Or can you take a new mate after I die?” she asked hopefully.

Damn girl…did her love for him truly know no bounds?

“First of all…I seriously doubt anyone else in their right mind would ever willingly mate a hanyou…” Before she could protest, he gently placed his finger upon her lips and continued, “Second…our mating bond would bind your soul to mine, and as a result, your life span would increase.”

She squeaked in surprise.

“I would become immortal!?” she asked, astonished.

He shook his head against her.

“I’m not immortal, Kagome. I’m only hanyou, and can only bind you to a hanyou’s lifespan. We’d live for several centuries, but we’d eventually grow old.”

“Would we make it to my time?” she asked, more curiosity than desperation behind the question, which confused him.

“Provided nothing kills us before then, yeah. I mean, we’d look older, like around your mother’s age, or whatever, but-”

“That’s fine…just so I will eventually see them again.”

“Kagome?”

“Well, you didn’t honestly expect me to ask you to live in my time, did you?”

“I’m much more of a freak there than you are.” he acknowledged, before hesitantly asking, “So, you’re serious? You really wanna be my mate?”

“If you’ll have me.” she supplied.

“What about children?” he asked worriedly.

“What about them?” she asked in turn, confused. “Do you…do you not want children?” she questioned, sounding almost crushed.

At her tone he quickly assured her, “Shit, that’s not it at all. But you’d…you’d really be willing to bear my children?” He couldn’t believe it. “You do realize they’d be part youkai?”

Nodding, she merely smiled, thinking I hope they have your ears, while she answered him with the question, “Doesn’t being mates include having children?”

He was so touched by her level of affection, that he was unable to find the words to express himself. Instead, he did so in the form of a gentle kiss pressed tenderly against her shoulder. The kiss was soon followed by another, and then another, creeping up the side of her neck, then on her jaw, as he leaned over her slightly. She responded by rolling herself slightly, as well, so that she was nearly on her back, as she tilted her head to meet his mouth with her own.

Their lips met for the second time in their lives, and it was everything they remembered, and more. The first time, it had been Kagome who had kissed him; an act of desperation. This time, it was Inuyasha who had initiated the kiss, and while it was also fueled by desperation, it was of a different nature

When he finally pulled himself away, realizing that they both needed to breathe, he took a moment to still the thundering of his heart, before he warned her, “Be sure, Kagome. Even though I can’t bind you in my human form, you better believe I’m doing it the instant the sun comes up. I won’t let you change your mind after we’ve…if we do this, you will be mine. No more saying you’re not a ‘possession’ and that you don’t ‘belong’ to anyone. No getting offended when that wolf shows up, and I call you my woman. Don’t expect me not to fight him if he disputes my claim, and you can’t sit me for it, either. You will be mine, Kagome.” He lowered his voice an octave, and added seriously, “And I’ll be yours.”

She had been about to argue, but those last four words quieted her protest. Kagome easily relented that, in the Feudal era, most men did consider their wives to be  possessions. Inuyasha had just stated that while she would belong to him, that he would belong to her, as well. That made them equal in her eyes.

“I understand…” she acknowledged then, adding, “I promise I won’t interfere when Kouga shows up, but promise me something in return.”

“Anything.” he stated without hesitation.

“Whenever Kikyou shows up, please don’t try to keep it from me. I understand if you need to speak with her, but don’t try to hide it. No secrets between us, and no lies. Share with me. Don’t shut yourself out, telling me it’s none of my business. What’s always hurt the worst, whenever you’ve gone off to see her, has always been the way you can’t look me in the eyes afterwards ”

“Kagome…” he sighed, “I’ll do you one better.”

She looked up at him with mild confusion, and his gaze suddenly grew gravely serious.

“Whenever Kikyou shows up, if I go to see her, I’m bringing you with me.”

Her eyes widened in surprise.

“Yes, if she comes around, I should speak with her, see what information she may have, but I will make sure she knows your importance in my life.”

Her eyes grew misty once more.

“You would be my mate, Kagome, and I would never be unfaithful to you, with my body, or my heart.”

She responded by leaning upward and kissing him once more.

“No more talking…” she whispered against his lips.

“Finally…” he chuckled in return, before capturing her mouth once more.

This time both parties permitted the kiss to escalate in passion, as Kagome suddenly felt Inuyasha edging her bottom lip with his tongue, pleading for the entry which she eagerly granted, opening herself to his explorations. She explored him in turn, as she battled his tongue for dominance, prepared to surrender herself to his authority only after she had put up a decent fight. He invaded her, and she invaded him right back, flicking her tongue across the roof of his mouth, finding the human teeth that would ordinarily be replaced by razor sharp fangs. She couldn’t wait to explore his mouth in the morning, to feel those fangs for herself.

When he vacated the vicinity of her mouth, trailing his tongue along her jaw line, throat, and shoulders, she squirmed within the bag to give him better access, as she rested flatly upon her back, while he leaned over her. He knew their movements were limited for the time being, the air outside the safety of their sleeping bag being much too cold to simply fling the thing open and devour each other’s bodies.

Later… he promised himself, as he made do with his hand for the time being.

Kagome jumped in pleasant surprise when she felt him suddenly cupping her left breast with his hand, his action void of hesitation. She had already said yes…her body was his now. It wasn’t long before his mouth found its way back to hers, longing to taste the soft mound of flesh his hand currently had the pleasure of kneading. He managed to convince himself that it was for the best, for the time being, considering he wouldn’t have been able to taste her properly, anyway.

Kagome, meanwhile, was swiftly coming to the realization that he was, in fact, hers now, just as he had stated. Which meant that if he could fondle her body…

A pleasant gasp of surprise passed once more from his masculine, yet human lips, as his brain registered the sensation of Kagome’s delicate hand once again wrapping itself around his throbbing arousal. This time, he had no intention of ceasing her ministrations.

“Kagome…” he moaned breathily, burying his face in the junction where her neck met her shoulder, clamping down hard with his mortal teeth.

She was strangely turned on by the action, and quickly deduced that that was the location where her mating mark would eventually go. While one would probably think it would hurt to be bitten like that, she suddenly realized that instead, she was actually rather stimulated by his actions. Tightening her grip on his member, she smiled when she felt him unconsciously rock his hips in her direction, as he remained propped up beside her on his left.

While Kagome was a virgin, she did know a thing or two when it came to sex. After all, she was already ‘of age’ by the laws of her time period, and could legally engage in sexual activities, if she wanted to. With the way sex was literally everywhere in modern-day Tokyo, it was hard for a girl not to pick up a thing or two here and there. Quickly putting her knowledge to work, she spat in her hand, making sure it was good and lubricated, before she resumed stroking his shaft, smiling to herself at the muffled sounds of his grunts and moans.

Inuyasha could not help but to thrust into her hand, as he unconsciously remained latched to where he would mark her in the morning. By the gods…what a difference somebody else’s hand made, he realized hazily, the times he’d been forced to please himself having been nowhere near this intense. He had never thought to spit into his own hand, for one thing. Were it not for his unwavering knowledge that she was untouched, he might have become jealous, wondering just where she had learned such an action. But as it was, he let it go, figuring that however she had learned it, he didn’t honestly care. He quickly realized that it was rude of him not to return the favor, as he released his grip of her perfect breast, trailing his hand further down her body. His lips curled up at the edges in a knowing smirk when he felt Kagome’s body stiffen, as he delicately brushed his fingertips over the soft nest of curls that rested below.

Damn… he thought, So much heat…

Kagome was a furnace, damn near burning his hand, as he deftly maneuvered his fingers within her folds, discovering how wet she had already become.

So wet…

Kagome was surprised, though pleasantly so, when she felt Inuyasha brush his fingers against the junction between her legs. Stifling her own moan of pleasure, she gradually shifted her legs further apart, opening herself to him fully, as he explored her tentatively.

While Inuyasha was not completely ignorant when it came to the notions of mating, he had never had an official lesson on the subject. All he knew of the female body he had learned from spying and eavesdropping. While he knew that it was possible for a female to experience pleasure, the same as a male, he had no idea how to accomplish this. Releasing his jaw’s near vice-like grip of her shoulder, he whispered ever so quietly in her ear, “Guide me, Kagome… Show me what to do.”

Wordlessly, she released her grip of him, and he was secretly glad for the reprieve, since he hadn’t been sure how much longer he could hold out against her talented  touch. Then, just as wordlessly, he suddenly felt her tiny, sticky hand, placed firmly upon his own. She guided him through her folds, to where her opening lied hidden within. With her assistance, he hesitantly pressed his longest finger within her, utterly amazed at the sensation. His neglected erection took that moment to come to life, literally jumping with anticipation.

Soon… he mentally reasoned with his manhood, wishing to bring Kagome her pleasure first.

“Like this…” he heard her whisper then, as she gently pulled his hand away, merely to ease his finger back within her once more. He repeated this action, with her guidance, several more times, gradually inserting a second, and then third finger, until his hand was literally dripping with her juices. “Now, like this…” she whispered next.

His eyebrows rose in realization as she guided him to a location directly above where his fingers had previously disappeared within her, to discover what felt like a small nub of flesh that rested snugly against hard bone. She slowly moved his dripping fingers around this nub of flesh, biting her lower lip and arching her back as she moaned at the sensation of his touch.

So this is her greatest spot of pleasure… he realized, as he took control of his own actions, occasionally delving back within her channel to relubricate his fingers, before promptly returning to her spot of desire.

He was amazed to discover that as he continued, that tiny nub appeared to harden and grow, and he quickly related it to the female version of his own throbbing stiffness. “Faster” she breathed out, and he eagerly complied, for once glad to be in his human form, as he knew he need not fear injuring her with his claws. It wasn’t long before she was bucking uncontrollably, her eyes pinched tightly shut, while she thrashed her head from side to side. He had long since propped himself up slightly on his left elbow, in order to gain a better angle for control over his actions, as well as wishing to see her face as he pleasured her. His human eyes had difficulty making out everything else around them, but next to the warm glow of their roaring fire, the dancing reflections of light made her appear even more heavenly than he had imagined while unconscious and thinking her a genuine angel. This creature, this wonderful, beautiful, perfect creature, accepted him, loved him, desired him…

“MmmAahhhhh Inuyashaaaaaaa!” she cried, her face contorting in such a way that, had he not intimately known better, he would have easily assumed her to be in pain.

He ceased his movements when he felt her place her hand back upon his own, a silent command to stop. Opening her eyes, she was met with his smiling orbs, as he gazed down at her lovingly.

“Good?” he managed to ask her, despite the slight dusting of pink such a subject caused to appear on his cheeks.  

“Very…” she breathed out, before tugging on his arm in such a way that he knew she meant for him to climb himself on top of her.

He complied, hesitantly, not that he suddenly felt mixed feelings regarding their pending action, other than the small regret that he knew it would cause her pain. While part of him was overjoyed that she had never before been with a man, such a thing easily determined by scent, he also knew that the act of mating was painful for new females. He didn’t want to hurt her.

Settling himself down on top of her, he rested his legs between her own, his stiffness pressed firmly against her nest of curls for the time being. For this moment, even if only a moment, he wanted only to cherish her presence. The feel of her body lying beneath his. Reaching up with both hands to cup the sides of her face, he gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her eyes, before leaning down and gently pecking her lips in a tender kiss meant to show affection, rather than lust.

“You are absolutely, positively sure…?” he whispered.

“Yes…” she answered without hesitation. “I love you. I accept you. I want to bear your children. I don’t care what others will think of our relationship. Please…” she stated with confidence, “Make me your mate.”

At her words, he smiled, before reaching down with his right hand, gently placing the tip of his shaft at her entrance. She responded by spreading her legs even further apart, while raising her hips up to meet his descent.

Slowly, carefully, he pressed himself inside of her, all the while biting his lower lip in a desperate attempt to maintain control. She felt wonderful, better than his wildest dreams could have ever imagined, but he knew that while all he wanted to do was pound into her with reckless abandon, he had to go slow, for her sake. He could feel her walls stretching around him, trying desperately to accommodate his size, and suddenly, he thought of another reason why he was glad to be in his human form. He wasn’t sure if she had realized this yet or not, him having been flaccid the couple of times that she had seen him naked in his hanyou form, but aroused in his hanyou form, he was much larger than the average human. It was probably best to break her in slowly, he realized, to get her used to his human size, before going up to the next level.

Coming upon the barrier that marked her virginity, he grimaced, knowing there was no pleasant way to do this. Quickly, he pulled back, only to snap his hips forward, swallowing her cry of pain with a desperate kiss.

Pain. Ripping, tearing, burning, wonderful pain. Yes it hurt, she knew it would. That didn’t matter. She wouldn’t let it matter. She and Inuyasha had joined, becoming one, and it was the most wonderful sensation in the known universe. Gradually, he pulled out of her, and she could sense his trepidation. She knew how strongly he hated for her to be in pain, and the knowledge that he was the cause of it must be eating him alive. How could he possibly be expected to take pleasure from her pain? As he slowly pushed back in, she could feel his hesitation, his uncertainty, and so biting her lip, she did the only thing there was to do.

She said, “Faster.”

Hearing the desperation in her voice, he instantly obeyed, ceasing his hesitation as he quickly sheathed himself fully within her, to the hilt. It was an incredible feeling, to be within her. There was no way to describe it. Trying to do so would be like trying to describe a rainbow to a blind person, or birdsong to the deaf. There was simply no basis for comparison. He also wasn’t stupid. He knew damn well that there was no way she could possibly be experiencing all that much pleasure from their joining…yet…and that her plea that he go faster was derived solely from her desire to please him.

Stupid girl…kami I love her.

Complying nonetheless, because he knew that the longer he drew this out, the longer she would be in discomfort, he didn’t pause but for a second before he slowly pulled out, only to sink back in once more. Keeping his movements slow, at first, he gradually built up his tempo, gauging her reaction.

Feeling him pull back out, only to settle himself within her once more, Kagome felt like crying, only they would be tears of joy. The stabbing pain she’d experienced in the beginning was slowly fading away, leaving a slight burning sting in its wake that she could easily deal with. While it wasn’t incredibly pleasant, it wasn’t unbearably painful, either.

“Gods…”  she heard him moan under his breath, and smiling, she assured him, “You can go faster still…I won’t break.”

Briefly, his eyes met hers, as he asked, “You’d tell me if it hurt too badly, right? If you needed me to stop, you’d say so?”

Smiling again, she nodded.

That seemed to be all the reassurance he needed.

Pulling back much quicker than before, he all but slammed himself back inside of her, over and over again. The force surprised Kagome, but it wasn’t torture, she could take it. In fact, a few times, she felt a definite wave of pleasure wash over her, as he hit something that lied deeply within. She could tell that once the pain of newness finally left her, she would find this act quite pleasurable, indeed. Unable to do much more than hold on for the ride, Kagome wrapped her legs up around his waist.

So long… He had wanted this for so long. Dreamt of this for so long. He had been fully convinced it would never come to pass. Not with Kagome, not with anyone. Who in their right mind would willingly mate a hanyou? Despite the fact that he was currently human, he knew Kagome’s feelings for him were true. He knew her feelings for him wouldn’t change in the morning. He knew she would willingly bed his hanyou form, and he planned on bedding her in his hanyou form over, and over, and over again. Who knew how long any of them really had to live? He had already learned the hard way how suddenly things could change. An enemy could come in at any time and…

He couldn’t think like that, he knew, but he also knew that it simply meant he couldn’t take his time with her for granted, was all. No more fighting…he vowed…unless of course, it included the prospect of make-up sex. He grinned.

Gods…how much of a hentai was he? Here they were, having sex, and he was already fantasizing about the next time they had sex…

Feeling his climax on the approach, Inuyasha hastened his pace. It wasn’t really safe to be rutting out in the woods like that, after all, at least not without his senses to tell him if there were any threats in the area. Better to get this over with as quickly as possible, and make it up to her later, when they were someplace he considered more secure. Like her bedroom…

Damn…there go those fantasies again.

“Ahh Ahh Kag…Kagome…So….So close…”

Tears of joy managed to leak passed the sides of her eyes despite her best efforts to keep them in line, but fortunately, he seemed to understand they represented her happiness, as smiling, he merely kissed them from her temples. Then his whole body froze…

“Ahhhhhhh!” he cried, as the tightly wound coil within him finally snapped. His hips locked, as he held himself in place, literally pouring his love into her as his climax raged.

Kagome wasn’t quite sure how to describe the sensation of his seed filling her, except that for the first time in her life, she truly felt complete. She wasn’t worried about her future with Inuyasha. She knew that no matter what life threw their way, that together, they could handle anything. While she hoped that the villagers would accept them, she at least knew for certain that Sango and Miroku would, as well as Kaede and little Shippou. If they weren’t welcomed in town, then she’d gladly live with him out in the middle of the forest, simple as that.

As she felt him slowly pull his softening member out of her and settle himself back down by her side, she wordlessly moved to meet his embrace half way, as he was already wrapping his arms back around her, as well. Ordinarily, she reasoned, this would be the part where they each fell asleep snuggled in the other’s embrace, perhaps to share a slightly awkward morning-after, until the memories of the previous night’s activities returned to their sleep-hazed minds.

Ordinarily…

Unfortunately, with it still being the night of the new moon and all, they both knew that neither of them could afford to risk falling asleep, regardless of the circumstances.

“Guess we’ll do the awkward morning-after conversation now…” she joked in a low voice.

“We can wait until morning, if you’d prefer.” he joked in return.

She chuckled.

“Not much to say really…” she admitted softly, “Except that I don’t regret a single moment of it, I love you with all my heart, and I’ve never been happier.”

“Yeah, that about covers it.” he snickered, earning another laugh along with a gentle elbow to the stomach, which only succeeded in prompting his laughter as well.

“Kagome…” he started once his chuckling had calmed down, “Just in case I never have the courage to tell you this while hanyou…I love you.” he said.

Smiling, she leaned forward and playfully kissed his nose, before pulling back and whispering, “I love you too.”

He smiled, and then told her that he would keep watch, if she wished to get some sleep. Smiling in return, Kagome politely declined the offer, still set on protecting him for the night, and pointing out that of the two of them, she was the one with the spiritual powers, and ability to sense youki. Not that Kagome had honestly believed for a second that he would heed her command to get any shut-eye, himself. She knew that while he did trust her, he simply felt it his responsibility to protect her, and couldn’t exactly do that while sleeping.

And so they both stayed awake, long into the night, passing the time with whispered words of future hopes and dreams. Kagome made his day when she declared that there was really no longer a point in attending school, since her future now resided in the past. Understanding, and being humbled by, the tremendous sacrifices this girl was making for him in her life, Inuyasha vowed to try to be less harsh around her - at least in private - especially considering she already knew it was all just an act, anyway. He told her again that he loved her, and practically demanded that she never forget it, no matter how much of a baka he might still be at times. She apologized for all the times she’d abused the subjugation spell, and proceeded to pull the beads off from around his neck.

“I trust you…” was all she’d said at his questioning gaze.

In that moment, Inuyasha knew that Naraku would go down, because he and Kagome would never be broken apart like how he and Kikyou had been.

As soon as the morning sun peaked from beyond the horizon, Inuyasha rejoiced that once again, his night of vulnerability was safely over. Then, as his sensitive nose picked up the lingering scents of the previous night’s activities, he instantly became ready to…complete…the bonding.

Kagome quickly found that she agreed with Inuyasha’s earlier sentiment that it was a good thing their first time had been during his human night.

Not that she was complaining…





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