InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Woman's Touch ❯ A Woman's Touch ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
A Woman's Touch
NC-17
A/N: Hey all.. Welcome to my first ::GASP!:: NON- Inu/Kag pairing fic. This is a SANGO/KAGOME **REPEAT** SANGO AND KAGOME! YURI WARNING HERE!
Now that that is out of the way ^^ I hope you all enjoy my little step off the track. This is a little one shot that just wouldn't leave me alone. Any comments or question can be sent to the usual review button at the buttom of this text :) Thanks for reading!

~~Sami-chan

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Inu-gami thou damn I wish I did...

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Kagome shivered as she made her way to the hot spring just beyond their camp site. The cold winter air bit at the exposed skin of her face and ears, leaving them red and slightly swollen. All her mind could think about now was the warm water that awaited her a few feet ahead, urging her to speed up her pace and press on.

Soon, trees gave way to a clearing and a hot steaming pool of water that made Kagome sigh in relief. Her eyes, teary from the cold weather took in the sight before her like a hungry man seeing food for the first time in months.

"Ah, warm water!" she cried, slipping out of her clothing and into the cold air briefly before nearly jumping into the spring.

A small giggle caught her attention and she whirl around quickly.

Sango stood at the edge of the forest, giggling lightly at the younger girl's carefree attitude. Sometimes she really wished that she too could forget the hard times in life and act just as the modern girl but everytime she tried, something always came back to haunt her.

Kagome watched as Sango's face moved from a kind of happy glow to a look of almost stinging pain. It broke the miko's heart that her dearest friend and sweetest companion was so depressed. She truly yearned for a way to heal Sango's wounded soul.

"Sango-chan?" she whispered softly, moving to the edge of the spring.

The taijiya shook her head, clearing away the old depressing thoughts, and smiled at her friend. "Hai Kagome-chan?"

Smiling her sweetest smile, she motioned to her. "Come bathe with me! The water is soooo warm!" she winked. "And it's a good excuse to get away from all the testaseroin at camp. I stick around them much longer and I think I'm gonna turn into a man!"

Sango laughed and began stripping her clothing away. "Well since you put it that way!" She stepped into the water as Kagome backed up against a rock in the middle of the spring. She let out a content sigh as she sunk further into the water.

"Ah.. this is heaven." she purred.

Kagome merely nodded in agreement, her body sinking lower in the water and her eyes closing slightly.

A long silence fell between the two traveling companions, both lost between dreams and thoughts before Kagome's earlier comment came back to Sango.

'I stick around them much longer and I think I'm gonna turn into a man.'

Sango frowned slightly.

Most of her life she had spent in a man's profession. Fighting youkai had never, even in her village, been a woman's calling and she had been rather surprised that her father had let her continue on the path to becoming a warrior.

At first the other men in the village had protested, not wanting to insite independance amoung their women for fear of an uprising but, after a time, they had gotten over it. After a while, Sango had even been considered one of the men, allowed to eat with them and often particapating in wesling matches with the other young boys of her village. Though she was happy with her life, being free to make her own decisions and follow her own path unlike most women, there were times that she wished, that just once, that someone would see her as more then the warrior she had become and as the woman that she was beneath it all.

But you can't have it both ways in a world of men.

With a sigh, Sango turned and started to exit the spring, suddenly feeling very out of place.

Kagome opened her eyes and looked at her friend in confusion. "Sango-chan? Where are you going?"

"I don't belong here," she whispered softly, reaching for her towel. "I think I'll go back and see what the men are doing."

Kagome raised an eyebrow, "Come again? What do you mean you 'don't fit in here'? It's just you and me, two girls having some girl time... How don't you fit in?"

Sango gave a very unlady-like snort. "Yeah right. There's only one of us here 'girly' enough to be here and it sure as hell ain't me. Though, maybe I should stick around to make sure you stay out of trouble."

That ruffled Kagome's feathers.

"Make sure I stay out of trouble my ass!" Kagome fumed, "I can take care of myself just fine!

"Yeah right!" Sango whirled around, an argy glare on her face. "That's why we always end up saving your ass!" In the best high pitched voice she could muster, Sango continued, "Oh help me! I'm just a scared little girl! Someone please save me!"

"I don't sound like that!" At some point she had moved out of the spring and was now standing nearly nose to nose with Sango as they continued to scream at one another. "I thought at least *you* treated me like an equal but I guess I was wrong!"

"Damn right you were! This is a man's world Kagome and there's no room in it for little whiny girls like you!"

"You're a girl too you damn bitch!"

"Not last I check!"

Suddenly a pair of soft lips touched her's, stopping her mid-tangent. She couldn't help but close her eyes and fall deeper into the warm sensation that those lips provocked in her. Her guard was down but she couldn't have cared less at the moment.

Gentle fingertips fluttered up her side and grabbed hold of her half tied kimono, gently pushing it out of the way and back to the ground. The same fingertips returned to the now exposed flesh of ther ribcage and continued up, lightly brushing her right nipple before squeezing the attached breast.

"So then," Kagome's husky voice broke through the fog in her mind, "These aren't breast?" She squeezed again.

Sango bit back a moan and shook her head.

A small smirk played across the miko's swollen lips. "Really?" she squeezed again. Her eyes drifted down the taijiya's body, her hands following their course as she brushed her fingertips over the woman's flat stomach, stopping just above the soft curls of dark hair covering Sango's vagina.

"So then I suppose," her hand slid down slowly, a finger breaking away to lightly part those soft lips and press against the bundle of nerves hidden there. "There should be a penis down here somewhere?"

This time she could not hide the moan of pleasure the soft rubbing of Kagome's fingers provoked. Her whole body shivered with a pleasure that she had never felt before. Her mind screamed at her to stop this, to not let the foolishness continue but her body would not heed her call. Her heart could see nothing foolish about Kagome's touch.

Soft lips trailed down her neck, gentle wet kisses leaving their mark as Kagome lavished attention to each inch of skin. She continued down over her chest, stopping to nibble and roll the other woman's nipples between her teeth.

"I don't know," she whispered to Sango between kisses, "Where you got this idea that you were a man Sango but from what I can see you're all woman." She slipped a finger into Sango's warm wet canal causing her to shudder and whimper softly into the night. "And I plan to show you just how 'masculin' I can be..."

Sango wasn't quite sure when they had moved but sometime between the shivering sensation of Kagome's finger entering her and the gentle nibbling that had assulted her breast, Kagome had lead them back into the hot spring where she now had Sango pressed against the rock she had occupied early, her body half raised out of the water.

"Kagome-chan," Sango panted softly as she watched the young miko before her, "what are you-?"

Kagome only pressed a tender kiss to her lips, effectively silencing any protest she might have had before moving back down to cup her breast again and continue her tender affections on her nipples.

Sango groaned, her finger nails scrapping against the surface of the rock as Kagome's tiny pink tounge darted out of her mouth to lightly brush over her nipple before taking it into her mouth and suckling hard. Those soft fingers once again trailed down the curve of her hip and over the top of her thigh before darting back up to tangle in her feminane curls.

"Oh Sango," she moaned softly, finally releasing the nipple only to softly nuzzle it with her nose and produce another moan from the woman below her. "You're so soft. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

She nearly cried then both in relief and pleasure. Two fingers slid into her wet opening, pumping slowly to produce a warmth in her belly that coiled up slowly like a tight spring ready to snap. She found her mind drifting off into the pleasure, her body shuddering in abandoment.

Never before had anyone made her feel like this. She had allowed Miroku to touch her like this only twice in the last three years, hoping to feel some sense of female pride and passion but both times had left her feeling wholy unsatisfied and *nothing* like this.

Kagome's fingers moved expertly over her clitoris, milking soft moans and pants from the woman below her and she couldn't help but smirk in pride. She could feel her own arousal growing, settling deep in the pit of her stomach but she ignored it for now. Tonight was about Sango, and she would let the taijiya know just how much of a 'woman' she saw in her.

Removing her fingers, she eagerly licked away the juice that now coated her hand. Sango watched, growing more and more aroused by the sexual display. Her hands came up and lightly brushed against her own breast, suddenly finding a need to insite the same feelings in the woman before her. To tempt her as much as she was being tempted.

Kagome watched and moaned at Sango's sudden display. She moved forward and kiss her hard on the lips, passion exploding into the kiss and causing both to shiver. Her tounge lightly brushed against Sango's lip, begging for excess which her companion did not deny. Kagome's tounge slipped in and she moaned at the extremely sweet taste.

She felt Sango's hands move out to experimently touch her breast and couldn't help by smile.

Sliding back and gently breaking the kiss, Kagome took Sango's hand in her own and placed them against her breast.

"It's ok," she whispered. "You can touch me all you like."

As if testing her words, Sango gave the breast in her hand a hard squeeze, producing a small moan from the woman above her.

Kagome smiled, "See? It's not so hard." Leaning back in, she kissed the taijiya again, nibbling and licking lips as Sango fondled her new 'toys' lovingly.

Kagome moaned and whimpered into the kiss and Sango became more daring as they increased in volume. Her hand began to wonder, sliding over Kagome's ribs one by one and down the flat plan of her stomach before-

Kagome pulled back and took Sango's hand in her own, kissing her palm gently.

Sango looked at her, slightly hurt and confused. "Kagome?"

The miko only smiled and softly placed the hand back down. "Tonight is about you koiishi."

Sango blushed at the new nickname.

"I plan to show you exactly how much of a woman you truly are." A hand brushed over Sango's inner thigh and she shuddered with anticapation.

Kagome smiled then and Sango watched curiously as the young woman slid down her body before settling between her legs. Sango blushed as she placed a hand on each thigh and gentle pushed them apart, making room for her to sit back and examine the flustered woman before her.

She moaned at the sight that Sango's parted legs revealed. Her hot tight little pussy on display before her eyes, dripping wet and aroused just for her.

No man had made this beautiful woman groan with pleasure. No man had provoked moans of sexual torment to ring out in the night air. It was all her and it made her smile in satifaction.

"Sango-chan.." she whispered softly, kissing her inner thigh. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seem." Her kisses moved up her thigh until she place one final kiss on the swollen jewel hidden in Sango's dark curls.

The young woman gasped, her hands moving down to tangle in the midnight tressles between her legs.

"Kagome!"

"Koishii.." her tounge darted out to lick her inner folds. "I'm gonna make you feel so good."

Her finger spread Sango's lips apart, revealing the teasure hidden between her sweetness and nuzzling it gentle before she started her assult.

Sango cried out, pulling gently at the hair she now grasped tightly in her fingers as she felt Kagome's tiny tounge dart out to lap at her inner folds and her teeth gently nibble on her swollen clit. She was panting and sweaty even in the cold night air but she didn't care. Her whole being was centered around the woman that was making her feel as if the world was collapsing around her. She felt her tounge slipping in and out of her, tasting her juices and licking her clean before returning to her pulsing jewel once more.

Two fingers entered her lover, then a third, pumping in a steady rythme as she continued her assult on the tiny bundle of nerves she knew would be the young woman's undoing. Sango could feel the tention and pleasure in her stomach reaching it's peak, coiling tighter and tighter on the verge of snapping her whole being in two.

It only took on last thrust of Kagome's fingers as she simoltaniously nipped her clit to send the taijiya over the edge, screaming her lover's name into the night.

Gently licking away the juices that spilled from her like a glittering river in the moonlight, Kagome waited as Sango shuddered above her in the after glow of her orgasm before moving up to kiss her tenderly.

Sango nearly groaned at the taste of herself on Kagome's lip. She never thought she could feel this good with a man, let alone with a woman.

Breaking the kiss finally, Kagome sat back and smiled at her companion. "You ok?"

"wow.." she whispered softly.

Kagome only giggled, bushing a stray piece of hair away from her lover's face. "Yeah koiishi. Wow."

There was a long pause as the two women allowed themselves to sink back into the warm water, allowing the calm night to clear their passion filled minds.

Finally Sango turned to Kagome. "So what does this mean?" she asked, a light blush staining her cheeks.

Kagome smiled and gently caressed her cheek. "It means that you're mine now."

Sango gave her a flat look. "You've been around Inu yasha too long."

Kaogme only laughed. "Yeah probably but it doesn't make my statement any less true." She moved to stand just in front of her, arms wrapped loosy around her waist. "You're mine which means all your light night trist with the monk have to stop." She winked. "But our trips to the hot springs can continue if you like?"

Again Sango blushed but nodded her assent.

"I hope you see now Sango," her finger tips brushed her jaw, "You really are quite a beautiful woman. You maybe strong and built for battle but your still soft," her and moved over the curve of Sango's hip as if to prove her point, "and you're still delicate. You make me want to be a stronger person."

Sango smiled and lightly kissed Kagome. "Thank you."

Leaning forward, she pressed her forehead to Sango's and smiled. "I'll protect you always love. Aishitaru yo."

Tears came unheeded to Sango's eyes.

Protection.

Someone offered *her* protection.

Miroku had offered her his love, confessed it freely and often but never had he offered his protection to her, only to stand beside her.

She reached up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "I.. I love you too, Kagome."

Kagome smiled and gentle kissed away one of the tears that had managed to escape Sango's hand. "Come on, the guys probably wonder where we went." She took her hand and lead Sango back to the bank to get dress.

The two of them continued back to camp, Kagome's arm wrapped securely around Sango's waist while the taijiya rested her head happily against her shoulder.

This was all new to the taijiya and maybe someday she'd ask Kagome where she learned to make love to a woman like that but for now she was content in the knowledge that she did know how and that it had felt wonderful. It might take her time to get use to the idea of loving a woman the way she now found herself falling for Kagome but that too was ok and would get easier with time. She was after all the first person to ever understand her and her need to be loved not only as the warrior she had trained all her life to be but as the woman she was so rarely seen as.

Yeah, Sango was proud of her youkai fighting heritage but as she looked up into the loving eyes of the young miko at her side she could help but be glad that for once, someone was looking out for 'her'. Not the other way around.

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