InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bits and Pieces ❯ Apologies ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: LittleKnownArtist 
"If you think you're sleeping next to me tonight, you can just forget it."
Her tone wasn't angry and he heard her voice crack on the last syllable. Inuyasha swallowed down the guilt that twisted in his gut. He'd fucked up. She hated sleeping alone. So did he.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Vignette | Uploaded On: 03.04.2016 | Updated On: 03.04.2016 | Pages: 2 | Words: 980 | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
"If you think you're sleeping next to me tonight, you can just forget it."
Her tone wasn't angry and he heard her voice crack on the last syllable. Inuyasha swallowed down the guilt that twisted in his gut. He'd fucked up. She hated sleeping alone. So did he.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Vignette | Uploaded On: 03.04.2016 | Updated On: 03.04.2016 | Pages: 2 | Words: 980 | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
"Kagome, c'mon," Inuyasha plead. Kagome
continued stomping into the house as if she hadn't heard him.
"You know I didn't mean it, why are you so - "
"So? 'So' what?" Her head snapped around to face him, eyes hard and jaw set.
"So bad at literally every thing I do? So completely weird?"
Inuyasha closed his eyes and groaned. He really had said something like that, hadn't he? He pushed the hair from his face to look at his wife, but she was already turned around, setting out the futon and grumbling.
"If you think you're sleeping next to me tonight, you can just forget it."
Her tone wasn't angry and he heard her voice crack on the last syllable. Inuyasha swallowed down the guilt that twisted in his gut. He'd fucked up. She hated sleeping alone. So did he.
"Kagome..." he whined pitifully.
She didn't respond.
"I...I didn't mean any of what I said."
No response. She just dumped the covers on the bedding and went about smoothing them out. He sighed, taking steps towards her. The question he anticipated was about why he said it, then. And so he answered for her silence.
"Sometimes I just say shit as it comes into my head, you know that. Sometimes it doesn't make a whole lotta sense, and sometimes it doesn't - it isn't really what I mean - what I'm actually thinking and...Kagome you know this already."
He grabbed her left hand when she still didn't turn to face him. He felt her try to pull away, but with no real effort.
"You're not gonna listen to me, are you?" He squeezed her hand in his grasp. She tugged her hand away again. His golden eyes stared at the back of her head with furrowed brow and a pout on his lips.
"You used to be pretty good about listenin' to me."
Kagome stopped tugging her hand away and sighed. She took a deep breath and slowly turned to her husband. The great big puppy dog's pout smoothed and he dropped his gaze to her hand. He rubbed his thumb over the smooth skin on top. As he lifted her hand, be curled his fingers in to feel the rough calluses that had formed during the course of their marriage. These were hands that picked herbs to make into medicine - hands that fired a bow to protect the village - hands that lifted children when they stumbled...these were loving hands, and despite their roughness, their owner was soft and sweet - and the last person Inuyasha wanted to make angry.
"I fucked up, okay. I know I did." He kissed the tip of her index finger, and, hearing no protest, kissed her middle finger.
"And I didn't mean the shit I said, but I said it anyway."
He kissed her ring finger. It was the one he knew would bear a gold band as a symbol of her importance to him had they been living in her time. She had told him this, and it was one of the few things he remembered her telling him about her world.
"Can you..." he hesitated. The words did not come easily. He kissed her little finger.
"Forgive me..?"
He met her eyes then, nibbling the side of her hand. Her eyes were bright and held none of the hurt and anger they had. He knew she was soft. He loved her so much despiteof it...because of it...it was a complicated feeling he held for her.
"You never told me you were sorry," she said with a soft smile gracing her lips. He smiled back, covering it with her palm.
"I don't know how to make it up to you," he whispered into her palm, "but I'll do anything you want."
He placed a kiss on the center of her palm, finishing with "I'm sorry."
She nodded slightly. He kissed her wrist and nibbled along it until she pressed her lips to his cheek.
"I'm still a little mad, but...you can sleep with me tonight..." she paused, glancing at the fingers that had resumed their stroking of her hand. Her face felt a little warm.
"I...I don't want to do anything right now, but if you want, you can spoon me..."
He chucked.
"That's all I wanted."
But as they lay together, Kagome remembered how rarely it was that he could hold her like this without his body acting up. He didn't seem bothered by the press of himself against her body, but she was having a hard time not wiggling her hips against the hardness pressed into her backside. She said she didn't want anything but...feelingthathad her rethinking things.
He placed gentle kisses behind her ear. She shivered once and gave in to shifting her hips and pressing her backside more into him. He responded with a little push back against her. His lips traveled lower, nipping at her jaw when she began to sigh softly, encouraging the action. He kissed and nibbled lower, onto her neck and her shoulder. When he nudged the fabric aside and she felt his cold nose brush her collarbone, her hand found her way behind her and between them to loosen the tie of his hakama. He then rolled them up to their knees and pushed the fabric covering her legs up onto her back and shifted the front of her panties to the side.
"You know I didn't mean it, why are you so - "
"So? 'So' what?" Her head snapped around to face him, eyes hard and jaw set.
"So bad at literally every thing I do? So completely weird?"
Inuyasha closed his eyes and groaned. He really had said something like that, hadn't he? He pushed the hair from his face to look at his wife, but she was already turned around, setting out the futon and grumbling.
"If you think you're sleeping next to me tonight, you can just forget it."
Her tone wasn't angry and he heard her voice crack on the last syllable. Inuyasha swallowed down the guilt that twisted in his gut. He'd fucked up. She hated sleeping alone. So did he.
"Kagome..." he whined pitifully.
She didn't respond.
"I...I didn't mean any of what I said."
No response. She just dumped the covers on the bedding and went about smoothing them out. He sighed, taking steps towards her. The question he anticipated was about why he said it, then. And so he answered for her silence.
"Sometimes I just say shit as it comes into my head, you know that. Sometimes it doesn't make a whole lotta sense, and sometimes it doesn't - it isn't really what I mean - what I'm actually thinking and...Kagome you know this already."
He grabbed her left hand when she still didn't turn to face him. He felt her try to pull away, but with no real effort.
"You're not gonna listen to me, are you?" He squeezed her hand in his grasp. She tugged her hand away again. His golden eyes stared at the back of her head with furrowed brow and a pout on his lips.
"You used to be pretty good about listenin' to me."
Kagome stopped tugging her hand away and sighed. She took a deep breath and slowly turned to her husband. The great big puppy dog's pout smoothed and he dropped his gaze to her hand. He rubbed his thumb over the smooth skin on top. As he lifted her hand, be curled his fingers in to feel the rough calluses that had formed during the course of their marriage. These were hands that picked herbs to make into medicine - hands that fired a bow to protect the village - hands that lifted children when they stumbled...these were loving hands, and despite their roughness, their owner was soft and sweet - and the last person Inuyasha wanted to make angry.
"I fucked up, okay. I know I did." He kissed the tip of her index finger, and, hearing no protest, kissed her middle finger.
"And I didn't mean the shit I said, but I said it anyway."
He kissed her ring finger. It was the one he knew would bear a gold band as a symbol of her importance to him had they been living in her time. She had told him this, and it was one of the few things he remembered her telling him about her world.
"Can you..." he hesitated. The words did not come easily. He kissed her little finger.
"Forgive me..?"
He met her eyes then, nibbling the side of her hand. Her eyes were bright and held none of the hurt and anger they had. He knew she was soft. He loved her so much despiteof it...because of it...it was a complicated feeling he held for her.
"You never told me you were sorry," she said with a soft smile gracing her lips. He smiled back, covering it with her palm.
"I don't know how to make it up to you," he whispered into her palm, "but I'll do anything you want."
He placed a kiss on the center of her palm, finishing with "I'm sorry."
She nodded slightly. He kissed her wrist and nibbled along it until she pressed her lips to his cheek.
"I'm still a little mad, but...you can sleep with me tonight..." she paused, glancing at the fingers that had resumed their stroking of her hand. Her face felt a little warm.
"I...I don't want to do anything right now, but if you want, you can spoon me..."
He chucked.
"That's all I wanted."
But as they lay together, Kagome remembered how rarely it was that he could hold her like this without his body acting up. He didn't seem bothered by the press of himself against her body, but she was having a hard time not wiggling her hips against the hardness pressed into her backside. She said she didn't want anything but...feelingthathad her rethinking things.
He placed gentle kisses behind her ear. She shivered once and gave in to shifting her hips and pressing her backside more into him. He responded with a little push back against her. His lips traveled lower, nipping at her jaw when she began to sigh softly, encouraging the action. He kissed and nibbled lower, onto her neck and her shoulder. When he nudged the fabric aside and she felt his cold nose brush her collarbone, her hand found her way behind her and between them to loosen the tie of his hakama. He then rolled them up to their knees and pushed the fabric covering her legs up onto her back and shifted the front of her panties to the side.