InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Ai no Koinu ❯ Bonding ( Chapter 4 )

Rating: NC-17 - For yummy lemony goodness.

Disclaimer: Inu Yasha, Kagome, Shippo, and Sesshoumaru are NOT mine! If they were, I'd be doing side stories like Murakami Maki does for "Gravitation" (aka explicit lemony doujinshi.. mmmmm….). They do belong to Takahashi Rumiko, though. The planet of Amoi, the city of Tanagura, and the rest of that world aren't mine either.. those are Yoshihara Rieko's. I'm just having way too much fun with it! :D

Bright morning light shone in through the curtains of Inu Yasha's bedroom, rousing the silverhair with a grumble. Much as he hated to admit it, he was starting to miss Shippo's wake-up calls. He'd told the Furniture time and again that one of his genetic enhancements was an internal alarm clock so that he would never awaken late for a meeting, but the little redhair just ignored that.

Now it was way too quiet in the morning.

The silverhair yawned and stretched, then slid out of bed and reached for his crimson bathrobe.

Three weeks had passed since he bought Kagome, and they had settled into a routine with almost unnerving ease. The Pet spent her days helping Shippo look after him; the Furniture already having taught her how to cook and do some cleaning.

And every time she learned something, she would have to come and tell him, her eyes sparkling with pride in her accomplishment, and pleading with him to revel with her. Depending on his mood, he'd either just smile, or make a teasing remark. There were a few times he was certain she wanted to beat him to a pulp when he crossed the line. But her composure had only slipped that once.

Absently, his fingertips brushed his pursed lips, wondering what on earth had possessed him to kiss her. Neither of them had said a word about it since that night. It had been his first kiss, actually, but he had given it freely. Much too freely. Still, it had shocked her out of her paralysis.

She wasn't like anyone he had ever met before. She was gentle and understanding, yet strong and independent. She was confusing, damn it!

Yet, somehow, he knew he wouldn't have it any other way.

Judging by his internal clock, it was a full hour before Kagome woke up. Just enough time to bathe and dress before she would want to use the facilities.

Still yawning, he walked through the bedroom door, which he had taken to keeping unlocked now. He really didn't know why he had started deviating from his routine, but he refused to delve deeper into the meaning of it. He preferred not to know.

He was still groggy as he keyed in the sequence to unlock the bathroom door, forgetting that this particular door was normally unlocked.

Until a shocked scream rang in his ears.

He found himself staring at a very soapy, but otherwise naked, Kagome.

"Wha.. what are you doing here?"

Kagome glared at him, her arms crossed over her chest and her fingers curled over her shoulders, instinctively attempting to preserve some sort of modesty.

But the bubbles in her hair ruined the serious image she was trying to project.

"Taking a bath, what's it look like?"

Inu Yasha was nonplussed. "You're not supposed to be up this early," he told her in a shocked monotone.

"I forgot to draw the curtains last night," the Pet explained, her annoyance plain, "so the sun woke me up."

"Oh, okay." The silverhair's brain had temporarily ceased to function as he gazed at the dark-haired girl in front of him. Since the incident with Sesshoumaru, he had not made any demands on her modesty. The last thing he wanted was to remind her of the life she had led before the day he bought her from the auction block. But now he was reminded of how patently beautiful she was. Her breasts and pubic area were concealed, but the soft curves of her body were very apparent. He fought back a twitch in his fingers. He wanted to touch her, smell her, imprint everything about her indelibly upon his heightened senses.

He had to get out of there!

He coughed in slight embarrassment, a slow blush coming over his cheeks as he edged back toward the door. "Just knock on my door when you're done. I've got work to do," he tried to snap, but it came out closer to a growl.

Kagome's irritation had washed away as she saw the conflicting emotions reflected in her master's golden eyes. Desire, banked down by guilt right after, but they still smouldered with admiration. Then the curtain of propriety attempted to smother it, but his natural instincts were winning.

Could it be he was actually trying to NOT take advantage of her?

For the past few weeks, he hadn't even touched her. But in her mind lingered that impromptu kiss. She had only been aware of the end of it, but that little bit was more than enough to intrigue her. What if all of his touches were like that..?

And in all honesty, she truly wanted to see more of him than his bathrobe revealed. The little she could see.. his well-muscled calves and graceful feet, and the smooth skin of his chest.. heightened her curiosity. And her heart rate.

He was almost to the door. Three.. two.. one…

"WAIT!" the Pet cried out.

Inu Yasha stopped centimeters from the panel to open the door. He turned back to Kagome in annoyance. "What?"

She put on a sheepish grin. "Uh.. well.. I know this is really rude of me, but Shippo's not awake yet…"

The silverhair's eyebrows rose. "What?"

"Would you.. well…" Courage Kagome! "I'm having trouble reaching my back…"

"Oh is that all?" Inu Yasha snapped, trying to sound as if he scrubbed the back of beautiful Pets every day. He shrugged nonchalantly. Or at least, that was what he thought he was doing. But in reality, it was the wrong thing to do, because then Kagome could see his hands shaking. "Fine, I'll do it," he bit out.

"Thank you so much!" Kagome beamed, giving him her best happy, relieved smile.

Which made his heart rise into his throat. That sparkle in her eyes.. he'd do almost anything to cause it again. "Keh," he managed to force out and strode over to where she was sitting.

Taking the washcloth from where it had dropped beside the low stool when he'd surprised her, he moved the curtain of her hair out of the way and over her shoulder with his other hand. A few soft strands clung to him, begging him to take the chance to savor the sensation, but he forcibly twisted them away from his fingers and back into the main mass. Finally, he knelt down on the floor behind her and applied the washcloth to her back, starting between her shoulder blades, then moving it up and down in rows until he reached her side before going back where he began and giving the other side of her spine the same treatment.

From the protection of facing away from him, Kagome pouted. It seemed he was dead set on ignoring any subtle invitations she might make. She found herself wanting his hands to stray, perhaps reach around and make sure she had scrubbed her breasts properly. Something. Anything!

"Done," he barked, setting the sponge back down where he had found it. All of a sudden, he heard the splash of water and found himself drenched. He glared at the Pet through soggy bangs to see her putting down the rinse bucket. "What's the big idea, wench?" the silverhair spluttered.

Kagome looked over her shoulder, but instead of looking apologetic, she was obviously quite pleased with herself. "Oops, sorry."

"No you're not!"

All she did was grin. "It's your turn anyway, right?"

Inu Yasha growled, trying to look threatening. But all he succeeded in doing was revealing his conflicted emotions. Embarrassment warred with mischievousness, with an overlay of nervous anticipation.

"Awww.. poor baby got wet?" Kagome teased as she turned around, giving Inu Yasha a full, unobstructed frontal view. "Are all silverhairs that averse to water?"

Inu Yasha tried to come up with a witty reply, but his brain and his mouth seemed to have disconnected again, so all he could do was open his mouth a few times before giving up the attempt. She was just as lovely as he'd remembered, her skin now slightly flushed from her cleaning. Her nipples had hardened thanks to the cooler air surrounding her, and with her dampened skin and hair, she looked positively erotic.

He felt a rush of desire flow through his veins, collecting between his legs. He bit his canines into his lower lip to try and distract himself.

But Kagome could already see the reaction she was provoking in him, and it was just as she'd hoped it would be. With a coy smile, she offered, "Why don't you let me make it up to you?"

Inu Yasha blinked. "Huh?"

"You mean you couldn't think of anything wittier to say than that? Have you lost your tongue?" the Pet asked, mischief sparkling in her eyes. She stood up and walked toward him until they were close enough to touch. Her eyes closed partway as her arms reached up to curve around his neck. "Let me find it for you," she all but purred, bringing his head down so that his lips crushed against hers.

Inu Yasha was taken completely by surprise, his own hands stiffening at his sides before instinct took over and he encircled her waist. Then he felt something warm brush his lips, and when he opened his mouth to ask, her tongue passed his lips altogether to seek out his own. Shell-shocked by the myriad of emotions that were swamping him, he let her explore, tasting the versatile muscle, the smoothness of his cheeks and the perilous hard edges of his teeth.

Suddenly, he remembered something he'd seen at a Pet show. He carefully moved his left hand to the base of Kagome's spine and ran his thumb gently but firmly up and over the bones of her back.

The Pet gasped and arced toward him, his movement over such a sensitive area having fully tapped into the desire she held for her master. Her entire body felt electrified, even as her reflex reaction broke the deep kiss they had been sharing.

The sounds she was making and the feel of her body separated from his only by the rich but relatively thin cloth of his robe seduced him further into her spell. This was nothing like the interactions between Pet and master that he had seen before. She was moving in on him willingly, without being asked. And if his nose wasn't deceiving him, she was genuinely aroused, her reactions unrehearsed.

All of his doubts vanished when he felt her hands slide from his neck, down his chest and torso, to the belt at his waist. Before he could even voice a word of protest, the strip of cloth gave way and the robe fell open, giving her a perfect view of….

Damn it!

Kagome's eyes widened slightly and a very pretty blush made her cheeks even redder. "I'm glad I'm not the only one who's enjoying this," she said with a grateful smile.

Yes, she had been trained for years on how to arouse others, but this particular pattern of seduction was of her own invention. It most certainly did not follow the Academy-approved progression of movements. But it felt more right than anything she had ever learned. And if the reaction her master now pointed her way was any indication, he had no objections.

It was spontaneous.. and actually fun!

"You still need a bath, don't you?"

Inu Yasha's golden eyes flew open. How could she be thinking of something so.. so.. mundane at a time like this? She moved to the side, and then behind him, making sure to trail her fingers over his collarbone as she did so, not wanting to completely break contact with him. When she was happy with her positioning, she crouched down, placing her hands on the outsides of his calves below the robe, before slowly moving them up, her body rising with them as she caressed his thighs, his hips, his waist, then up his sides, taking the concealing fabric with her.

Inu Yasha let out a growl and shed the robe entirely with a quick jerk of his shoulders that sent the cloth sliding down his arms, exposing his entire body to her touch in a silent plea for more.

But what he didn't realize was that action would dump the sodden mass into Kagome's arms.

The Pet felt a tinge of disappointment as she was forced to move away. The silverhair turned to look over his shoulder, annoyed at the interruption, but when he saw Kagome walking away with his robe, he felt sheepish. "Sorry 'bout that," he muttered.

But Kagome took the break in stride, simply laying the plush robe on the floor near the bathtub before gathering soap, washcloth, and a fresh bucket of water.

Inu Yasha's nerves felt as though they were on fire as he watched Kagome move around the room. He wanted her near him again, to feel her soft skin against his and continue the exploration they had begun. After a brief eternity, she returned to him, bearing the items she would need. She purposefully reclaimed her spot behind him, kneeling down and dunking the washcloth in the water, wringing it out, then using the soap to work up a nice lather.

With exaggerated care, she applied herself to her task, rubbing the textured fabric over the muscle of his calf and the top of his foot. She scrubbed all the way up to his knee, then turned her attention to the other leg.

Inu Yasha's eyes closed in pleasure. Knowing it was Kagome who was touching him, her gentle, ghostlike hands washing him down kept his heart pounding faster than normal. He had never ever let someone get this close to him. He didn't mean physically, but emotionally. For some reason, he trusted being in her hands. And when those hands moved up to his thighs, coaxing his legs apart, he found it difficult to breathe. He altered his stance, giving her full access to the tender flesh, and she wasted no time in moving between his legs.

There was a flush on her cheeks as she massaged the muscles of his upper legs, mindful of each time her hand brushed his erection or sensitive scrotum. She didn't consciously mean to do it, but she was fascinated by the way he would twitch in reaction when she did.

"Damn it wench," he gritted out.

Which brought a smile to Kagome's lips.

From there, she moved up to his hips, forcing herself to leave his firm rear end until later. Deftly, she rubbed first one hip, then the other, crossing over by way of his tailbone. She took a deep breath and steadied herself before reaching round and washing his lower stomach, his silvery public hair tickling her fingers in invitation.

"Not now, later," she mentally promised herself.

She felt his lower abdomen contract and shrink away as she moved up, expressing his uncertainty and perhaps even fear. In response, she simply made soothing circles over the tender expanse, calming and reassuring him, while keeping him aroused.

She almost jumped when she heard a very interesting sound issue forth from her master. It almost sounded like purring!

By now Inu Yasha was completely lost in the world of sensation that Kagome was creating, his whole world consisting of her and the way she was making him feel. He was almost sad to feel her hands move away from his stomach, but when they returned, this time massaging his back, the delight returned two-told. He could feel her caress every rib, every vertebra in a way that echoed with an unspoken claim.

"Kagome," he breathed as she reached his neck.

Kagome stood on tiptoe, using his shoulders as leverage to whisper in his ear. "Don't talk, just enjoy," she commanded.

"I already am," he gruffly replied, turning his head to try and catch her lips.

But she was too quick for him. She lowered her heels before he could make contact, then made her way over to the bench near them, placing the soapy cloth on it and taking up a clean one. She wetted it, and used it to wipe off his back before pulling his long, silver hair back into place. Then she switched cloths again and leaned up against him, reaching in front to gain access to his chest.

The sensation of her breasts rubbing up against his spine had made him involuntarily moan, then when her fabric-covered hand passed over his chest, he sank his teeth into his lower lip in an effort not to do it again. Soon, though, he was lost when she not only washed his chest, but lingered on one taut nipple. He bared his fangs in response, air escaping from his lungs in what could only be called a gasp.

Encouraged by the response, she moved the washcloth over to her other hand and gave the opposite nipple the same treatment.

Inu Yasha was all but growling when she finally stopped, stepping away a little bit. A whimper escaped him, but her next action made his eyes pop open.

The washcloth had descended away from his chest, crossing over his ribcage and back to the flesh of his rear end.

Kagome washed him with excruciating care, enjoying the soft firmness beneath her fingertips. Images danced in her mind of her being in front of him, beneath him, clutching that very same flesh as he drove into her…

She forcefully shook her head. She was a Pet, and he hadn't tried to bed her yet, which meant it would probably never happen. With her body crying out at the unfairness of it all, her hand slipped between his lower cheeks to wash the valley there.

Inu Yasha snarled. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Just making sure you're fully cleaned," she said in a meek voice, shocked at her own boldness. She finally put the soapy rag down and picked up the clean one, repeating the motion, but passing through several times.

Then she saw and felt Inu Yasha's reaction, his muscles tensing with effort as a few drops of fluid beaded on the head of his erection and fell, hearing the strangled cry from above her.

"Kagome.. stop…"

But she had gone too far to stop now. She changed cloths again, this time also getting her other hand soapy. The girl went down on her knees, reaching around her master's hips. Her bare hand traveled down between his legs to wash the area of bare skin that spanned the smooth distance from back to front, before gently cupping and cleaning his sensitive sac, while the washcloth-covered hand closed over his shaft, rubbing lightly up and down.

Inu Yasha let out a pent-up breath at the gentleness of her caresses around his sensitive balls, but it immediately caught again as she moved over his length. Then the cloth was fully abandoned as she picked up the pace, the fingers at the end of his erection gently rubbing the tip against the fleshy pads of the center of her hand.

The double stimulation brought him to the brink of climax, and he abandoned all his previous attempts to stay quiet. Guttural moans reached Kagome's ears, and she knew he was about to go over the edge.

The tightly-coiled tension that had been tormenting him for so long began to slip, then unfurled in a rush. Inu Yasha's hips bucked as lights exploded behind his eyes and liquid heat raced out of his body, relishing in its release.

He felt winded, exhausted, and he suddenly wished to simply sit down. He was vaguely aware of Kagome pumping the last of his climax out, then gently guiding him somewhere by the hips. He was still too lost in the feeling of bliss to care where. It was as if he were in an altered state of consciousness, as he relived the sensations that one girl had evoked in him.

As Kagome had finished him off, feeling him go flaccid in her hand, she carefully extricated herself, then grabbed the bucket of now lukewarm water and poured it over his shoulders. He didn't even seem to notice, his eyes glazed over and a small, happy smile on his lips.

She gently guided him to the washing bench, then went to get two more buckets of water. A few minutes later, the silverhair was completely soaked by her rinsing. But he still didn't seem to notice.

In fact, he didn't snap out of it until he felt Kagome's fingers massaging his scalp as she worked on his hair.

"Sorry, Kagome," he apologized. "I guess I just spaced out there."

"Don't worry about it," came the cheerful response. Her hands moved to take the thick curtain of hair and rub it, working up a nice lather. "I only hope it wasn't because I bored you…"

"Hell no!" he cried out before he could stop himself. Embarrassed, he continued in a softer voice, "I…"

A cascade of water was dumped over his head, cutting him off. Then another waterfall down his back finished the job.

It was then, when the scent of soap was duller, that Kagome's scent reached his nose.

She was aroused, incredibly so. He had reached his peak, but now the Pet was frustrated. Yet she was radiating happiness.

Did pleasuring someone else give the one doing the actions as much ecstasy as the receiver? All the "joy" he'd ever seen was rehearsed.. fake…

He wanted to see what true bliss looked like from the other side. It wasn't fair to let her have all the fun!

"Finished! Now, I'll just go back to my room and…" Kagome stopped as Inu Yasha rose, whirled around, and caught her wrist in his hand. Golden eyes burned into her deep brown ones, and her heartbeat so loud, she swore everyone within a ten-mile radius could hear it. "Inu.. Yasha…"

Any other words she might have said were cut off as her master pulled her to him roughly, their bodies meeting once more. Kagome opened her mouth to ask him what he was doing, but she was silenced by his lips covering hers and his tongue probing to find hers again.

The desire that had been starting to abate flared to life with startling heat, causing her knees to weaken and the place between her legs throb.

Inu Yasha felt her tremble, and used that moment to his advantage. With his lips still firmly pressed to hers, he used one arm to more securely encircle her shoulders, and the other to knock against the back of her knees, sweeping her feet out from under her. Kagome gasped into his mouth, but kept her eyes closed.

The silent gesture of trust strengthened his determination as he regretfully broke the kiss so he could see where he was going. Kagome stared up at him in disbelief. He couldn't be….

The silverhair walked over to where Kagome had laid his robe out on the floor. The thought of her surrounded by his scent quickened his blood once more. But this time, her pleasure came first.

He knelt and gently laid her down on the robe, then straddled her hips and leaned forward so that he could gaze into her eyes, the tips of their noses touching. Then he ended the moment, only to kiss her forehead, her cheeks, the corners of her mouth, and then down along her jaw line.

Kagome's breath came faster at his tender ministrations, marveling at how mere kisses could be so erotic. Kisses at the Academy were only supposed to be erotic, not mind-numbingly sweet and passionate.

Inu Yasha reached her neck and changed from kisses to nibbles, his fangs lightly biting her soft skin. A slow flush started to spread over her chest and rise up to her face as he followed her jugular vein, then suckled his way to her earlobe, pinching it between his teeth. He lightly traced the whorls of her ear with his tongue, which made a little moan escape her lips. Emboldened by that encouragement, he turned his attention to her other ear. Before long, she was rising up against him, her body longing for more intimate contact. And she was not the only one. Her voice and movements had fully aroused him once more, and his engorged length lay over her stomach. From the sounds she was making, it didn't seem to hurt, but he would be careful nonetheless.

He finally abandoned her ear in favor of her collarbone, dipping his head down to nip at the skin pulled taut over graceful bone, swirling his tongue in the notch below her throat.

By this time, Kagome's world has narrowed, focusing on Inu Yasha, and Inu Yasha alone. The way he was making her feel.. was that what she had done to him? If so, no, wonder he had enjoyed it so. She knew the reactions of her body, but this was beyond her training. This was….

Inu Yasha's questing mouth finally found her breast, kissing its way down to her nipple before closing over it, his hand lightly stroking the underside, tracing the tender area where her breasts rose away from her body.

She moaned her absolute delight and only one word came to mind. Heavenly.

He turned his attention to the other breast, giving it the same treatment until the soft flesh became a firm peak, his nail and fingertip avidly exploring the tender indentation it had found under its twin before cupping the flesh in his palm. She was practically mewling now, and the sounds she was making were the most arousing thing he'd ever heard.

Finally, he lay his head down between her breasts, closing his eyes and drinking in her scent, his hair tickling one breast while his hand still caressed the other.

Kagome took the time to catch her breath as well, her hands working into his silvery hair and stroking his scalp. Then hesitantly, her hands went to his ears, gently feeling the tender skin inside and the delicate hairs on the outside.

Desire rolled through Inu Yasha's body at that simple touch. He knew his ears were sensitive to sound, but he'd had no idea they were equally as sensitive in other ways. He growled, letting the vibration go through his chest to her stomach.

Kagome stopped her petting in shock, her hands flitting away like startled birds. "I.. I'm sorry…"

"Don't apologize for that, wench," the silverhair cut her off. "Just don't do it for long.. unless you want to force me to stop." But as he was saying that, his hand had drifted lower and he started tracing circles on her belly.

The sensation tickled, but also caused a now-familiar tension to escalate at the juncture of her legs. Is that what petting his ears did to him?

Before she could put together a coherent reply, he was on the move again, but this time it was his mouth and tongue that traveled over her torso as he sucked up little patches of skin between his teeth, then let them go, licking over the spot to soothe it. He continued to devour her, taking his own sweet time as he covered her, until he reached her hips.

Then he remembered another trick he had seen in a Pet show once. He gently licked the rim of her navel, then slipped the tip of his tongue inside, playing with the concealed skin and caressing the sensitive flap of skin inside.

Kagome gasped at that action, for it seemed there was a direct connection between that nub of flesh and her already throbbing clitoris, making it pulse with the desire to be touched. She halfway wished he would hurry and get between her legs, but the other half wanted to prolong such delicious torture.

Finally, he followed the thin line of hair that reached from her navel to the trimmed forest of dark hair that marked the edge of her most tender flesh. Inu Yasha carefully spread the Pet's legs so that he slipped down between them, opening her to the slightly cooler air of the room. A tantalizing strip of pink peeked out at him from the shelter of her outer lips.

It was one of the most erotic things he'd seen in his entire life.

He had the general idea.. he had seen enough Pet shows, but what exactly did the performers do to elicit the blatant expressions of ecstasy he'd seen? Hesitantly, he reached forward and gently pushed her outer lips toward her thighs.

And he felt her stiffen.

He looked up at her face, seeing some sort of internal conflict playing out.

"What's wrong?"

The genuine concern in his voice roused Kagome out of her struggle with herself. "I.. I.. please…"

Inu Yasha cocked his head to the side, squashing his internal plea to let him continue. "Please.. let me o this.." "Please what?" he asked aloud.

Kagome swallowed the fear enough to tell him. "Please don't use your hands," she begged, the words tumbling out of her mouth. "It's too much.. too much like…"

"Those damned inspections?" Inu Yasha finished.

His lover nodded.

The silverhair allowed relief to show in his eyes. "Okay. The only problem is…" he forced himself to make the admission. It was only fair; she had entrusted him with her secret weakness. "I kinda need help here."

"Eh?!" Kagome' eyes widened.

Inu Yasha blushed. "I've seen Pet shows and all, but there's no way to actually see what they're doing."

Kagome didn't think her heart could beat any faster, but she felt it racing even harder. He had never done this before. She privately wondered if his sexual prowess up to this point was just another genetic enhancement. But right now, he looked vulnerable, lost…

And her training took over.

"Just experiment," she replied. "It's the quickest way to learn. I'll guide you." She smiled up at him. "When you hit a really sensitive spot, I'll rub your ears."

Inu Yasha smiled, relief flooding through him. "Sounds good," he replied. Then his eyes disappeared as he applied himself to the task.

He slowly and carefully parted her outer lips again, Kagome's hand reaching for his head and working into his hair. Inu Yasha started at the top of her dark pink area, but his ears remained untouched. He licked her slightly lower then, focusing his caresses a bit further south each time.

About halfway down, he felt her shudder, her fingers sliding rapidly to his ears and stroking them vigorously as whatever he had encountered pulsed under his tongue. He opened his eyes and moved back a bit to see a small nub of flesh poking out from a hood-like fold of skin.. the very fold he had started at the top of. He circled his tongue around the nub, and the fingers on his ears grew even more insistent. He needed to keep exploring; otherwise he would not be able to keep in control.

His mouth moved lower still and he encountered her lower lips. She had stopped massaging his ears when he shifted, but she started up again as he traced those lips, as if wetting them in preparation for a passionate kiss. Not that they needed any moistening, she was already incredibly aroused. The taste was tangy, and her smell was musky, a perfect representation of Kagome herself, that combination of fire and sexiness that had lead him to this point, surrounded by the softness that was symbolic of her kindness.

Inu Yasha raised his head and Kagome let go of his ears. "I think I've got the idea," he rumbled. "Just lay back now."

Kagome did as she was told, but she kept her hands in his hair, dying to hold onto some part of him as he brought her closer to the edge. Now he buried his face in those lovely folds, his tongue circling and tapping her clitoris one moment, then his lips moving over her entrance the next, his tongue exploring her passage as he had her mouth, with exquisite thoroughness.

Finally, she could stand it no more. She was flushed from head to toe and her muscles were taut. She concentrated on the sensations her master was creating, bringing her blood to a boil. His tongue gave one final swipe over her hypersensitized nub, and she catapulted over the edge, her nerves on fire as she called his name in a tone that was caught between a moan and a breathless scream.

Inu Yasha had been able to tell when she was on the precipice by the tightening of her muscles, the way her body tensed around him, and the gasps and cries she was giving vent to. As he brought her to her climax, he buried his tongue inside her, tasting her eagerly, not wanting to let one drop of her pleasure go to waste. It was incredibly hard to stay in control as she pulsed and rippled around his mouth and tongue, imagining how it would feel around other parts of his anatomy.

He tore his mind away from that scenario, trying to impose images of flying birds, saggy old ladies, and Sesshoumaru. This last one especially helped.

When Kagome finally reached the end of her release, Inu Yasha crouched up to his hands and knees again, moving forward until he covered her body with his own, her breasts pressed up against his chest, and his erection resting on her abdomen. He kissed her lightly, then asked, "Did I do okay?"

Kagome blinked. "Okay? I think you were lying to me. That was.. words can't describe it!"

His ears visibly drooped and he looked away. He had misread her.. or maybe she had just been faking. "That bad, huh?"

"What are you talking about?" she burst out. "I've never ever enjoyed myself so much!"

"You're not just saying that to save my pride, are you?" Inu Yasha asked, hardly daring to believe it.

"Of coursenot!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to hers, devouring them hungrily, desperate to show him the truth of her words.

Inu Yasha kissed her back, but the shadow of uncertainty still lingered. And Kagome could feel it.

She broke the kiss, determined to give him undeniable proof of her approval. He looked at her quizzically as she wriggled back a few inches, shifting and raising her hips as she reached between their bodies and wrapped her hand around his length. She firmly adjusted their position, bringing him near her molten core before sliding the tip inside.

The silverhair's golden eyes opened wide, staring at his Pet in shock.

"Kagome.. are you sure...?"

Kagome nodded. "I want you to be my first, Inu Yasha. That way, no matter what happens in the future, I'll always remember that the one who claimed me first was also the one who gave me the most pleasure."

Inu Yasha's heart swelled at the enormity of Kagome's gift, and her heated words of praise. He could not make his vocal chords work, so instead he leaned over and kissed her. She accepted him eagerly, encouraging him until he rocked his hips forward, burying himself deeper within her.

She let out a gasp as she felt him fill her, her inner walls expanding to contain and caress him. He was warm, incredibly warm. He hesitated and she flexed her muscles, silently begging him to continue.

Soon he was buried to the hilt, marveling at the feel of her around him. It felt so unutterably right, the way she gripped him, the way he fit. He almost lost control right then and there at her hidden caresses, but he fiercely held on. Slowly, he withdrew until only the head remained inside, then forcefully pushed back in.

Kagome moaned in pleasure, her hands moving over his ribs and up to his back. As her lover picked up the pace, she clutched at him, keeping him as close as possible.

He bowed his head, feasting on her tender throat as his lower body acted with a mind of its own, moving in and out of her with primal forcefulness. Kagome's fingernails raked down his back, her legs spreading even wider as her hands found purchase on his backside, pushing him even deeper inside with each thrust, rocking his pubic bone against her sensitive clit.

Inu Yasha felt the familiar tension reach the breaking point, the smell of Kagome's arousal assaulting his nose and the throb of her passage, combined with the kneading motion of her hands, sending him over the edge. His mouth left her neck to clamp down hard on her shoulder, stifling his howling cry as he felt his very soul rush out of his body, and stream into the warm darkness of the girl below him.

Kagome's own nerves were screaming, demanding release, the delicious friction of Inu Yasha's length moving rapidly back and forth through her sensitive lower lips as his male chest massaged her breasts, in addition to the loving assault on her neck, building her body up to a fever pitch. The his teeth sank into her tender flesh as his body deeply penetrated hers, filling her with a rush of liquid warmth, and she exploded, her muscles trembling and pulsing as she cried out her lover's name, lost in the sea of sensation caused by their joining.

Inu Yasha's arms shook with the effort of holding his body weight. He shifted slightly, rolling onto his side, pulling Kagome with him in a tight embrace, their bodies still one. The Pet nestled into his arms, her cheek nuzzling his chest as his hands traveled lightly up and down her back in a lazy, contented pattern.

Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by the buzz of the doorbell.

Kagome tilted her head up to try and look at Inu Yasha, but he forestalled her question by rumbling, "Let Shippo get it."

The Pet smiled and snuggled back in, imprinting the memory of how his body felt against hers indelibly upon her brain. She felt a little sorry when he moved, withdrawing his relaxed member from inside her as the bell buzzed for the second time.

Inu Yasha's arms went tighter around her, unwilling to let her go completely.

The bell ran a third time, then they heard tiny feet scampering across the hard-tiled floor of the living room. Certain that they had bought some more time, Inu Yasha buried his nose in her hair, drawing her unique scent in and out with every breath, savoring the smell of him, her, and the musk of their activities that snuck in around the edges. It felt so right to be there with her.

"Inu Yasha-sama!" the familiar voice of Shippo called as he pounded on the bathroom door.

"Go away, brat. I'm busy!" he called back, trying to keep the hint of annoyance out of his voice.

"I'm sorry, Inu Yasha-sama, but there's a messenger here with something he needs you to sign, and he won't let me do it!" this last part sounded like the Furniture was slightly insulted by that.

"Damn it," he muttered so that only Kagome could hear. "I'm sorry."

Kagome shook her head. "It's all right. I need to get cleaned up a bit anyway."

Inu Yasha turned so that he faced the door. "I'll be right there!" he yelled. Then he heard Shippo leave. He gave Kagome one last squeeze, planting a kiss on her forehead before reluctantly disentangling himself. He rose and, with a decided lack of concern for protocol, simply grabbed a clean towel and wound it about his waist.

He knew Sesshoumaru would kill him if he ever found out that Inu Yasha was being so casual, but the silverhair knew his older brother wasn't there to see, so who cared? He strode confidently over to the door, keyed in the unlocking sequence, and left the room looking ever-so-slightly like a drowned rat.

As Inu Yasha made way to the front door, the reaction of the poor man holding the package made him smirk. Obviously, the last thing the delivery guy expected to see was a nearly naked silverhair, his white-grey mane damp, and a towel as his only garment. The man's eyes widened as he fought the impulse to gape open-mouthed.

"I heard you've got a package I have to sign for," Inu Yasha said easily, as if this were an everyday occurrence.

"Y.. Yes, sir," the messenger stammered. "I was told to hand this to you.. and you alone."

Curiosity piqued, Inu Yasha went closer and peered at the package. He'd recognize the slightly sloppy script on it anywhere. "Oh yeah! I'd forgotten about it."

The delivery person held out a clipboard and pen, and the silverhair added his signature to the receipt. The package was held out on a slightly shaking hand, and Inu Yasha took it, giving his most charming grin in return. "Be sure and tell your boss 'thanks' for me."

The messenger bowed slightly. "I.. I will. Thank you very much for your patronage," and the apparent blackhair quickly turned back toward the elevators.

Inu Yasha shut and locked the door, tilting the box this way and that. If the contents were what he thought… "Damn that was fast," he muttered.

Preview: A gift.. some banter.. a date.. nothing in the world could ruin such a perfect day. Right? "Bonding" Part Two is coming soon!

Author's note: Whew.. first pure lemon scene done! YAY! I hope you has as much fun reading it as I did writing it. *evil grin* Now review? Please? Pretty please? With cream and sugar? Just go to the "R" rated version on fanfiction.net, and scroll down to the "Submit Review" drop-down box! I'd really, really love it if you would let me know how I did. Do I make good lemon pie? Hmmm? Please let me know! Thank you!!!!!!!