InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ At Last ❯ Like You ( Chapter 4 )
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By: blackmagik162 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.21.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 752 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.21.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 752 | Status: Completed
[Hey guys! Sorry it took me a while to get this chapter up, but I have been bsy. Anyways, here it is finally, and be warned for lemony content. It may seemed very rushed and impromptu to some but that's what I was going for, and all will be explained soon. Hope you enjoy it!]
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
Chapter 4: Like You
At some point during the night Kagome’s scent had begun to fade. Now it was morning, and there was nothing left of it, and Inuyasha was yet again shoved out of the doorway to the hut. He had made several attempts during the night as soon as he had noticed Kagome’s scent fading, and now he was thoroughly aggravated that Kaede, Miroku and Sango refused him entrance to the hut.
So he sat outside, waiting, trying to calm his nerves, and for a little while, fell into a long awaited sleep.
Inside the hut, Kaede sat beside the Kagome lay on, Miroku and Sango behind her, waiting patiently. They had come in earlier that morning to see how their friend was faring only to discover something very strange, and very different about the beautiful miko. Kaede had explained it all to them to the best of her knowledge on the suspicions she had on how this sudden transformation came about. The young couple sat and listened attentively as she explained, and gradually accustomed themselves to the situation at hand.
Really, once they had been reassured that all Kagome needed was to lay down and rest, and that no harm would come to her, they were happy and relaxed. Now they watched intently as the miko’s eyes in front of them fluttered open, and finally stared at the ceiling of the hut, a vibrant and rich amber gold, like Inuyasha’s.
She sat up all at once, her senses, quite literally, reeling. She could smell everything, and her ears picked up the slightest sound. She turned her head to stare at her friends in disbelief, and they simply smiled at her. She looked down at her hands, and saw what she had suspected. Her fingers lightly clawed, and her hair reaching well past her waist now.
‘What the hell is this?!’
She could not help feeling flustered, and frankly she quite merited the panicked reaction that came out of her. Her breathing began to quicken as a panic attack rushed over her. She sat panting in shock, and disbelief, and felt fervently all over her body for any more signs of her transformation. She brought her hands up to her head, and felt on top to find two fuzzy ears, again like Inuyasha’s.
Sango was at her side at once, clutching her best friends hands and speaking soothing words. Kagome listened as best she could, but her breathing still came in short, fast gasps, and she ran her tongue along the newly acquired fangs. Miroku sat by her as well, while Kaede seemed to be busy at work making a cup of tea. The monk’s reassuring hand rested on her shoulder, and he smiled while he nodded his head in agreement with what Sango was saying.
Kagome’s eyes swerved to her friends face, and she attempted yet again to listen.
“Kagome, its okay, we’re here. Don’t worry, nothing is wrong with you, we’re going to find out how this happened, but your safe.” she continued on, soft murmurings meant to calm the miko’s spirit as her breathing became faster and more haggard.
Kagome’s mind was spinning, all she remembered was Kouga, his kiss, then Inuyasha and then the pain. Her mind was a blank after that, and now she awoke to find herself very much not alike what she had been only hours before.
Her chest was heaving now, sharp tiny breaths pulling in and out of her lungs, making her very dizzy and not all that calm. As she watched from the corner of her eyes, she saw Kaede come towards her with the cup, smiling softly. She pressed it into her hands and commanded her to drink. Slowly, and shaking Kagome brought it to her lips and took a long swallow, the hot liquid burning her throat as she drained the cup. This didn’t serve to calm her though, just rise her panicked body into frenzy of nerves sent on edge. She felt enclosed, claustrophobic, and only now noticed that Inuyasha was not in the hut with the rest of her friends. Even Shippo had made an appearance and had planted himself at some point during her hysteria into her lap, hugging her waist.
In an attempt to calm herself, she forced a deep, long breath, taking in as much air as her lungs would allow, and a low growl emitted from her throat. She sniffed again, taking in the intoxicating scent that came from outside the hut, and suddenly her mind clouded over with a primal urge. She stood slowly, Shippo dropping to the mat softly, and took a step towards the door.
Inuyasha awoke to something very startling, and very, very arousing. He once again could smell Kagome and so was reassured that she was safe, but her scent was stronger, and laden with the heavy perfume of a young female in heat. He had smelled this before, her arousal every now and then, but not like this. Those rare, few times, it had been faint and delicate, the scent of a human girl in her soft arousal.
Now the scent was everywhere, clogging his senses, pushing itself up his nose and into his lungs. This was Kagome, but it was not Kagome who he had known. He stood up in one swift movement and within seconds had pushed the door open to the hut, stepping inside.
A low growl emitted from the beautiful woman in standing in front of him, her eyes like his, her ears like his, though black as her hair. Her body shone with sunlight, reflecting off of her naked form as Kaede had stripped her the night before to lessen the fever. All in the hut stared at the pair, standing in front of them, one panting and sniffing frantically at the air, the others eyes wide with shock, and his chest heaving with the overwhelming need growing inside him.
Kagome took a step towards the hanyou in front of her. Somewhere in her mind she was aware that this was Inuyasha, that this was the man she loved, but it only went to her resolve to fulfull whatever feral instinct now coiled itself low in her stomach. She stepped towards him again, her body so close to his that her just had to lean her head down and her nose touched the soft flesh at the base of his neck. She sniffed tentatively, and then almost purred as he scooped her up in his arms, a growl emitted from his throat.
The audience in the hut stared in shock for a moment or two, and then slowly they realised that the young couple in front of them had left. Sango took Shippo into her arms and cuddled him, the poor Kitsune’s mouth hanging wide open with the confusion and shock of what had just transpired. Miroku smirked, looking to Kaede who simply nodded her head, and Sango who glared at him furiously.
“What do we do? We can’t just…just…” Sango’s voice was soft but furious, and in response Kaede simply shook her head.
“Ye mustn’t interfere, not in their current state.” Miroku nodded his head in agreement, and looked to Sango, smiling softly.
“We knew it would happen eventually, just not like this.”
Shippo, who had been huddled in Sango’s lap, looked up into the monk’s face, confusion written all over his young features. He was about to let loose all the questions that had built themselves inside him when Miroku simply smiled, his grin becoming wider and shook his head.
“I’ll tell you when you’re older.”
Just as Kagome had felt, he knew what was happening, but something urgent and primal had consumed his needs. His eyes, he was sure, were streaked with red as the youkai inside him howled in glee at the final step to taking his mate.
Softly, they landed in a clearing in the forest he had brought her to, and he set her down gently in front of him, letting her stand on her own. His chest heaved as he fought to control himself, her scent wafting up his nose and fogging his brain, consuming him and blacking out any thoughts that were not Kagome.
The eyes that stared back at him were like his, gold and shining with tiny red streaks, her breathing harsh, and her naked form quivering from anticipation. Somewhere inside him, he knew he should stop, knew he should walk away, and somehow wake them both from this instinctive need. But those thoughts were wiped from his mind at her plaintive whimper, her hand reaching out to him, and he took her into his arms once, more, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
Kagome’s body responded to his, and her arms went to curl themselves around his neck. She did not fully understand what was happening, but it didn’t seem to matter all that much. This was the man she loved, she would have him, and more now than ever she knew with a primal certainty that he would more than welcome having her.
Her tongue slipped between her lips to caress his, and he opened to her instantly. Her hands went to his hair, tangling themselves into the silvery mane and playing at the base of his neck.
He growled low in his throat and his hands slid to her sides and back, running along flesh he had longed to caress for three long years. His fingers ran along the curve of her back, pressing her urgently to his body, growled in response to her own, soft mewl as she began to tug at his clothing.
Her hands deftly removed his haori top, revealing soft skin and rigid muscle rippling underneath. The clothing dropped from her hands as she brought them to rest against his chest, and trailed down to his waist.
He shut his eyes tight and restrained from taking her then and there, as he so badly wanted to. He let her hands trail along his skin, scorching him wherever she touched. His control broke when he felt her fingers tug at the material of his haori bottoms, and his eyes shot open as her once again scooped her into his arms and lay down with her.
Within seconds the clothing had been removed, their bodies were pressed together. He could barely coordinate himself to her welcoming entrance, and as he did she growled in impatience. She lay underneath him, staring at him with passion blazing eyes that sent him into another urgent frenzy to have her.
‘My mate, mine, mine!’ his mind screamed as he held her to him, his lips caressing the skin at the junction of her neck and collar bone. Everything in his body urged him to proceed, to press his evident need for her inside her warm flesh, claiming her finally. His erection hung in the air between her opening, and he waited for her consent. Even with this primal urge consuming, the youkai inside him knew that he should wait until she was ready.
Kagome bucked her hips eagerly, another low growl curling from her lips. Her body screamed for him, every nerve inside her begging for his. It was all the consent he needed, and with one deft movement sunk his length inside her, burying himself to the hit in her warmth, and biting down into the soft flesh that he had been kissing, marking her finally. She whimpered in pain as her maiden barrier broke, and the slight sting at her neck as he bit, but a part of her howled in triumph as she knew she had claimed him as well as he had claimed her. He licked the blood from her skin gently, waiting patiently for her signal to continue. Once he was satisfied with his mark, he leaned his head back a little to look into her eyes, and whimpered in intense pleasure as she thrust her hips forwards, driving him deeper still. He met her thrust with his own, harsh and claiming, and repeated the movement at her moan of approval.
Her legs wrapped around him, thighs pinning him to her as he thrust again, and again, slow and steady, hard and possessive. She moaned and whimpered underneath him, her entire body crashing with waves and waves of immense and powerful bliss as she felt his length course in and out of her, could hear his breathing become harsh and ragged as his pace quickened. She matched his pace, her moans louder now, only serving to drive him onwards. He was blinded by the exquisite torture that curled itself around him, her walls becoming tighter and tighter, his groans becoming more frequent and raising in volume.
His body ached now, and his member throbbed from the anticipation of release as he pounded into her furiously. She clutched at his back as he thrust into her relentlessly, their bodies moving in an age old dance that sent their heads spinning in the whirls and torrents of carnal pleasure. Her fingernails dug into his flesh and raked down as finally she felt the plunging ecstasy of her climax engulf her. Her walls clamped down on him, and her back arched as she felt her release, only to be driven higher in her flight as he continued his hard thrusts. She could feel the sheen of sweat coating his body, could feel his shaft inside her throbbing and plunging faster and faster as finally he howled in glee and bliss as his seed spilled into her. A rush of pride shot through him as he completed their first mating, and with one last thrust to empty himself of his efforts, he collapsed on top of his mate, breathing hard.
She lay underneath him, panting and stroking his hair, purring softly to him her approval and her pride in her new mate and it was not long before either of the exhausted hanyou’s fell into a well deserved sleep.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
Chapter 4: Like You
At some point during the night Kagome’s scent had begun to fade. Now it was morning, and there was nothing left of it, and Inuyasha was yet again shoved out of the doorway to the hut. He had made several attempts during the night as soon as he had noticed Kagome’s scent fading, and now he was thoroughly aggravated that Kaede, Miroku and Sango refused him entrance to the hut.
So he sat outside, waiting, trying to calm his nerves, and for a little while, fell into a long awaited sleep.
Inside the hut, Kaede sat beside the Kagome lay on, Miroku and Sango behind her, waiting patiently. They had come in earlier that morning to see how their friend was faring only to discover something very strange, and very different about the beautiful miko. Kaede had explained it all to them to the best of her knowledge on the suspicions she had on how this sudden transformation came about. The young couple sat and listened attentively as she explained, and gradually accustomed themselves to the situation at hand.
Really, once they had been reassured that all Kagome needed was to lay down and rest, and that no harm would come to her, they were happy and relaxed. Now they watched intently as the miko’s eyes in front of them fluttered open, and finally stared at the ceiling of the hut, a vibrant and rich amber gold, like Inuyasha’s.
She sat up all at once, her senses, quite literally, reeling. She could smell everything, and her ears picked up the slightest sound. She turned her head to stare at her friends in disbelief, and they simply smiled at her. She looked down at her hands, and saw what she had suspected. Her fingers lightly clawed, and her hair reaching well past her waist now.
‘What the hell is this?!’
She could not help feeling flustered, and frankly she quite merited the panicked reaction that came out of her. Her breathing began to quicken as a panic attack rushed over her. She sat panting in shock, and disbelief, and felt fervently all over her body for any more signs of her transformation. She brought her hands up to her head, and felt on top to find two fuzzy ears, again like Inuyasha’s.
Sango was at her side at once, clutching her best friends hands and speaking soothing words. Kagome listened as best she could, but her breathing still came in short, fast gasps, and she ran her tongue along the newly acquired fangs. Miroku sat by her as well, while Kaede seemed to be busy at work making a cup of tea. The monk’s reassuring hand rested on her shoulder, and he smiled while he nodded his head in agreement with what Sango was saying.
Kagome’s eyes swerved to her friends face, and she attempted yet again to listen.
“Kagome, its okay, we’re here. Don’t worry, nothing is wrong with you, we’re going to find out how this happened, but your safe.” she continued on, soft murmurings meant to calm the miko’s spirit as her breathing became faster and more haggard.
Kagome’s mind was spinning, all she remembered was Kouga, his kiss, then Inuyasha and then the pain. Her mind was a blank after that, and now she awoke to find herself very much not alike what she had been only hours before.
Her chest was heaving now, sharp tiny breaths pulling in and out of her lungs, making her very dizzy and not all that calm. As she watched from the corner of her eyes, she saw Kaede come towards her with the cup, smiling softly. She pressed it into her hands and commanded her to drink. Slowly, and shaking Kagome brought it to her lips and took a long swallow, the hot liquid burning her throat as she drained the cup. This didn’t serve to calm her though, just rise her panicked body into frenzy of nerves sent on edge. She felt enclosed, claustrophobic, and only now noticed that Inuyasha was not in the hut with the rest of her friends. Even Shippo had made an appearance and had planted himself at some point during her hysteria into her lap, hugging her waist.
In an attempt to calm herself, she forced a deep, long breath, taking in as much air as her lungs would allow, and a low growl emitted from her throat. She sniffed again, taking in the intoxicating scent that came from outside the hut, and suddenly her mind clouded over with a primal urge. She stood slowly, Shippo dropping to the mat softly, and took a step towards the door.
Inuyasha awoke to something very startling, and very, very arousing. He once again could smell Kagome and so was reassured that she was safe, but her scent was stronger, and laden with the heavy perfume of a young female in heat. He had smelled this before, her arousal every now and then, but not like this. Those rare, few times, it had been faint and delicate, the scent of a human girl in her soft arousal.
Now the scent was everywhere, clogging his senses, pushing itself up his nose and into his lungs. This was Kagome, but it was not Kagome who he had known. He stood up in one swift movement and within seconds had pushed the door open to the hut, stepping inside.
A low growl emitted from the beautiful woman in standing in front of him, her eyes like his, her ears like his, though black as her hair. Her body shone with sunlight, reflecting off of her naked form as Kaede had stripped her the night before to lessen the fever. All in the hut stared at the pair, standing in front of them, one panting and sniffing frantically at the air, the others eyes wide with shock, and his chest heaving with the overwhelming need growing inside him.
Kagome took a step towards the hanyou in front of her. Somewhere in her mind she was aware that this was Inuyasha, that this was the man she loved, but it only went to her resolve to fulfull whatever feral instinct now coiled itself low in her stomach. She stepped towards him again, her body so close to his that her just had to lean her head down and her nose touched the soft flesh at the base of his neck. She sniffed tentatively, and then almost purred as he scooped her up in his arms, a growl emitted from his throat.
The audience in the hut stared in shock for a moment or two, and then slowly they realised that the young couple in front of them had left. Sango took Shippo into her arms and cuddled him, the poor Kitsune’s mouth hanging wide open with the confusion and shock of what had just transpired. Miroku smirked, looking to Kaede who simply nodded her head, and Sango who glared at him furiously.
“What do we do? We can’t just…just…” Sango’s voice was soft but furious, and in response Kaede simply shook her head.
“Ye mustn’t interfere, not in their current state.” Miroku nodded his head in agreement, and looked to Sango, smiling softly.
“We knew it would happen eventually, just not like this.”
Shippo, who had been huddled in Sango’s lap, looked up into the monk’s face, confusion written all over his young features. He was about to let loose all the questions that had built themselves inside him when Miroku simply smiled, his grin becoming wider and shook his head.
“I’ll tell you when you’re older.”
…
Inuyahsa leapt through the fields, the woman in his arms clutching to him. She had buried her face in the crook of her neck, underneath his jaw line, and had begin sniffing and licking tentatively at the soft flesh that resided there. He growled and quickened his pace.Just as Kagome had felt, he knew what was happening, but something urgent and primal had consumed his needs. His eyes, he was sure, were streaked with red as the youkai inside him howled in glee at the final step to taking his mate.
Softly, they landed in a clearing in the forest he had brought her to, and he set her down gently in front of him, letting her stand on her own. His chest heaved as he fought to control himself, her scent wafting up his nose and fogging his brain, consuming him and blacking out any thoughts that were not Kagome.
The eyes that stared back at him were like his, gold and shining with tiny red streaks, her breathing harsh, and her naked form quivering from anticipation. Somewhere inside him, he knew he should stop, knew he should walk away, and somehow wake them both from this instinctive need. But those thoughts were wiped from his mind at her plaintive whimper, her hand reaching out to him, and he took her into his arms once, more, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
Kagome’s body responded to his, and her arms went to curl themselves around his neck. She did not fully understand what was happening, but it didn’t seem to matter all that much. This was the man she loved, she would have him, and more now than ever she knew with a primal certainty that he would more than welcome having her.
Her tongue slipped between her lips to caress his, and he opened to her instantly. Her hands went to his hair, tangling themselves into the silvery mane and playing at the base of his neck.
He growled low in his throat and his hands slid to her sides and back, running along flesh he had longed to caress for three long years. His fingers ran along the curve of her back, pressing her urgently to his body, growled in response to her own, soft mewl as she began to tug at his clothing.
Her hands deftly removed his haori top, revealing soft skin and rigid muscle rippling underneath. The clothing dropped from her hands as she brought them to rest against his chest, and trailed down to his waist.
He shut his eyes tight and restrained from taking her then and there, as he so badly wanted to. He let her hands trail along his skin, scorching him wherever she touched. His control broke when he felt her fingers tug at the material of his haori bottoms, and his eyes shot open as her once again scooped her into his arms and lay down with her.
Within seconds the clothing had been removed, their bodies were pressed together. He could barely coordinate himself to her welcoming entrance, and as he did she growled in impatience. She lay underneath him, staring at him with passion blazing eyes that sent him into another urgent frenzy to have her.
‘My mate, mine, mine!’ his mind screamed as he held her to him, his lips caressing the skin at the junction of her neck and collar bone. Everything in his body urged him to proceed, to press his evident need for her inside her warm flesh, claiming her finally. His erection hung in the air between her opening, and he waited for her consent. Even with this primal urge consuming, the youkai inside him knew that he should wait until she was ready.
Kagome bucked her hips eagerly, another low growl curling from her lips. Her body screamed for him, every nerve inside her begging for his. It was all the consent he needed, and with one deft movement sunk his length inside her, burying himself to the hit in her warmth, and biting down into the soft flesh that he had been kissing, marking her finally. She whimpered in pain as her maiden barrier broke, and the slight sting at her neck as he bit, but a part of her howled in triumph as she knew she had claimed him as well as he had claimed her. He licked the blood from her skin gently, waiting patiently for her signal to continue. Once he was satisfied with his mark, he leaned his head back a little to look into her eyes, and whimpered in intense pleasure as she thrust her hips forwards, driving him deeper still. He met her thrust with his own, harsh and claiming, and repeated the movement at her moan of approval.
Her legs wrapped around him, thighs pinning him to her as he thrust again, and again, slow and steady, hard and possessive. She moaned and whimpered underneath him, her entire body crashing with waves and waves of immense and powerful bliss as she felt his length course in and out of her, could hear his breathing become harsh and ragged as his pace quickened. She matched his pace, her moans louder now, only serving to drive him onwards. He was blinded by the exquisite torture that curled itself around him, her walls becoming tighter and tighter, his groans becoming more frequent and raising in volume.
His body ached now, and his member throbbed from the anticipation of release as he pounded into her furiously. She clutched at his back as he thrust into her relentlessly, their bodies moving in an age old dance that sent their heads spinning in the whirls and torrents of carnal pleasure. Her fingernails dug into his flesh and raked down as finally she felt the plunging ecstasy of her climax engulf her. Her walls clamped down on him, and her back arched as she felt her release, only to be driven higher in her flight as he continued his hard thrusts. She could feel the sheen of sweat coating his body, could feel his shaft inside her throbbing and plunging faster and faster as finally he howled in glee and bliss as his seed spilled into her. A rush of pride shot through him as he completed their first mating, and with one last thrust to empty himself of his efforts, he collapsed on top of his mate, breathing hard.
She lay underneath him, panting and stroking his hair, purring softly to him her approval and her pride in her new mate and it was not long before either of the exhausted hanyou’s fell into a well deserved sleep.
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