InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blast From the Past ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7

 

“My parents? What are you talking about?” Kagome asked Inuyasha, very confused.

 

“Let me finish, Love.” She nodded. “We knew each other for about a year, and became… friends. Eventually, our parents decided that we were to become mates, or, husband and wife in human terms. A couple of months later, we did and grew to care for each other very much.” He went on to describe what happened to her, and how Naraku had sent her to the future and why she did not remember anything. It took him a while to say, but when he finished, she froze. “Kagome? Say something.”

 

“…”

 

“Oi! Bitch! Do something!” he began to get impatient.

 

“Yash. Are you being serious?”

 

“Why the fuck would I lie about something like this?”

 

“Yash… I… We…”

 

“Fucking say something!”

 

“We were married?” she looked up at him, biting her lower lip slightly.

 

“Yeah, we are.” He smiled.

 

“Are?”

 

“You never died, therefore the marriage is still valid. You are still my mate.” His finger ran over her skin where her shoulder and neck met. His mouth followed that same path and she felt a sort of power surge through her. It filled her, but was gone just as quickly as it came.

 

“What was that?”

 

“That was my mark. It has faded after all this time. When I mark you again, and believe me, I will, you will feel it again. It is what connected us, allowed us to speak to each other with our minds, and how I knew if you needed me, in every way possible.” He pulled her to him and kissed her passionately.

 

“But then why did it go away, if I didn't… die…” She said as she struggled to regain her breath.

 

“Bitch, you don't get it. You couldn't have had it because you didn't know me yet.”

 

“Sorry!” she said, sarcastically. “This is so cool! I can't believe that I lived so long ago!” she squealed and jumped of him.

 

He scoffed. “You are mine, and I am never letting you go again.” He said, before kissing her again. This time, it was deeper. He plunged into her mouth right away and then pulled away again.

 

“Yash! Why do you keep doing that!” she whined.

 

He just laughed. “Come on Love, you don't want me to do you in public, do you?”

 

“YASH!” she screamed, hitting him. Her face was bright red.

 

“Come on, lets go somewhere.”

 

“I am not going to let you fuck me.” She said, her face showing determination.

 

“Why not?” he pouted.

 

“You have to remember that I met you weeks ago! I don't know you that well.”

 

“But I know you! And I want to take you, now!” he growled.

 

“Yash! Please, just give me some time, OK? Please.” she pleaded, hoping that acting submissive and begging him would make him happy and calm him down.

 

“But we are mates.” He began whining. He was giving in.

 

“I know, thank you Yash.” She hugged him. `Although why I am thanking him for not fucking me is a little unclear.'

 

“Fine, how far can we go then? I can smell your arousal, so don't deny that you want me too.” He said arrogantly.

 

“Umm… Nothing below the waist.” Her face was redder than it had ever been.

 

“Sop I can do anything I want to any part of your body that is above your waist?” he asked, smiling.

 

“Not anything-” she never got to finish because he picked her up bridal style and ran home. They arrived in his room ten minutes later. “Holy shit! You have as big a house as Sess!” she said, remembering the outside before he whisked her inside.

 

“I guess. Now, lets make me more comfortable.” He said, ripping her shirt off.

 

“Fuck, patience much?” she asked, slightly annoyed.

 

“Bitch, you have to remember, I haven't had sex for five hundred years.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“DUH! You are my mate! Dog demons are monogamous. We only take one mate.”

 

“So you are loyal as a dog?” she laughed. He responded by slicing her bra off and caressing her chest. “AH!” she moaned.

 

“That's right, bitch. Moan for me.” He said as he brought his mouth down to the other breast and began licking it, avoiding the sensitive nipple. She whimpered when he would not touch it. “Tell me what you want, bitch. I wont do anything unless you ask me.”

 

“Yash! Please…touch… m-” she didn't finish because he began attacking her with his mouth while his hand was mimicking it on the other mound. “Oh god!” She gasped as he began grinding against her.

 

“That's it.” He whispered as his tongue began to move down. He got to her belly button and she squealed in delight. His fingers stroked the top of her jeans and his mouth soon followed. She moaned again, but this time, in frustration. “Tell me what you want, bitch. I already told you that.”

 

“I don't know wha-AH!” he squeezed her breast with one hand while continuing to move his mouth on the top of her jeans.

 

“I don't give a fuck.”

 

“Yash… wait.” She said breathlessly.