InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dr. Miko ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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"Ok you two, decide on a movie or I'm gonna choose one again." Kagome lay sprawled on the couch while the two canines argued over the next movie they would watch in their "Friday night Movie Marathon," a tradition they had started over a month ago when Inuyasha had first come to stay with them. After the first day, he had sworn that the next would be his last. But each last day turned into the next and finally he gave up pretending he would leave. Kagome had gotten him a collar with his name and her phone number on it and despite his initial whining and protesting, he now wore it with pride and honor, though he never let on to the girl. They had become friends, a notion he had lost and forgotten long ago, and had learned a lot about each other in the short time. There were thing, however that Inuyasha had not disclosed to his new companions; mainly his lineage and past beyond a few years ago. Though his heart felt he could trust her, his mind would not allow his secrets out.

"I already told you, I want action!" Inuyasha stalked Shippou and raised his heckles in a playful show, daring him to disagree.

"And I want a romance," Shippou said with a dramatic sigh and a fainting motion. Kagome giggled watching the two try to out- act the other. It had been awhile since she had been able to go out on her own and felt a little pathetic that her once outrageous Friday nights were reduced to left over and movies with her dogs. What she needed was excitement, something to get her blood pumping… in more ways than one. She began to recount her last night on the town. She had gone with Sango and her then new boyfriend, Miroku, to the opening of a new club downtown. She had bribed Inuyasha into taking care of Shippou and had headed out dressed to the nines and ready to party.

The club had been jammed back with Tokyo's most beautiful people, men and women, and Kagome and her friend were no exception. In a silk red blouse that hung strategically off her shoulders and low rise white pants, Kagome got cat calls and whistles from everyone she passed. After a solid hour of drinking, Sango and Miroku had disappeared into the VIP lounge to relieve their sexual tensing while Kagome let loose on the dance floor. Her mind flooded with images of the deliciously hot men that she had danced with, grinding her hips into them and feeling the smooth hard chests and arms press back into her. She stared up at the ceiling, remembering the feeling of being touched and held, momentarily letting her eyes slip closed as the images in her mind began to effect her body. She was brought back out of the clouds when her stomach became weighed down, opening her eyes to see her puppy pouting with a torn movie box in his mouth.

"Looook what Inu- yasha diiiiiiid," he tattled in a sing songy voice. The accused merely stared at her from his spot across the small living room, an unreadable emotion clouding his golden eyes.

"Inu, this is like the fifth box you two have destroyed. For the next two weeks, I'm picking all the movies." Shippou tried to whine but the moist cardboard in his mouth muffled most of the sound. The larger dog still stared at her but nodded his understanding. His concentrated gaze was beginning to make the woman uncomfortable; it was as if he was reading her, as if he knew what she had been thinking and a light blush covered her cheeks. Finally he looked away and got up to jump on the couch, seemingly back to his normal self.

"I don't really care what we watch anymore, someone just pick something," he replied in a gruff tone. He glanced at the other two again, trying to catch Kagome's stare once again, but a little embarrassed to at the same time. While he and the pup were fighting, something in the air had caught him completely off guard. There was a spiciness, like ginger or cinnamon playing off the normally sweet scent of the doctor. It was faint at first but within several minutes, it had overpowered his senses and rendered him totally helpless. The smell of her arousal had ceased function of his brain and had awakened parts of him he had considered out of service. He had stopped in the middle of his argument to stare at the woman laying on the couch, watching very intently as she licked her lips and allowed her eyes to close slowly, setting his blood on fire. Shippou noticed her behavior as well but, being too young to understand the change in scent and body language, had jumped on her and brought back from wherever she had gone. He was hoping this wasn't going to be a regular occurrence from now on, seeing as how she was far from the only one affected by it. His prayers were squashed when she told them she was going to bed early and she wanted him to watch a movie with the young pup before coming into bed. He could see that her eyes were beginning to glaze over and he had to use all of his strength to stay seated and force a nod as she left the room.

"Well, what do you wanna watch Inuyasha?" The oblivious kid had jumped down to rustle through the stack of movies once again. He laid his head down on a cushin and tried to concentrate on anything but the engrossing smell that bathed the room and crashed over his senses.

"I don't care kid, you pick one. Just hurry up and put something on."

Kagome watched from her bedroom doorway to make sure neither male would follow her. She had overwhelmed herself by recalling the night at the club and had paid for it with the now raging fire in her stomach. She needed a release and badly. The awkward part was the look she had received from Inuyasha. It was crazy, but she could have sworn she had seen hunger and passion in his glowing eyes. Being able to communicate with other species had long ago erased many of the normal boundaries between human girl and male animals. Though silly as Sango had claimed, she treated all males the same when it came to her modesty. Shippou was one of the few males that had seen her naked, besides a few ex boyfriends, but that was because he looked at her as more of a mother figure that just a woman. For some reason, her mind forced her modesty around the other dog, and it struck her as odd that she always made him turn away before disrobing or closed the door when she was showering. Now, in her room, her lust overflowing out of her like an unbridled storm, she found the emotions she had seen in his eyes adding to her throbbing ache and forced her take action. She slowly slid off the terry robe she had tied tightly around her and let it slip slowly to the floor. Underneath, her satin camisole and matching boxer shorts smoothed over her flushed skin as she pulled off each piece. She pulled back the thick comforter and lay down upon the cool sheets of her bed. Her eyes rolled closed as her thoughts drifted back to the night that had started this feeling in her nether region.

~~Kagome's Fantasy~~

A small slip of a dress was all that covered her lithe form from the eyes of those around her. She walked down a dark hallway, thick with handsome men and gorgeous women, that opened up into a huge dance floor. As she walked, hands slid over her arms and around her waist, some even following the curve of her ass as she passed by. Soft coos and pleas reached her ears but she continued to move towards the end of the tunnel. Once on the open floor, she found herself surrounded by men biding for her attention. She touched and teased a few, scanning the crowd for someone to fulfill her desires when her eyes caught a flash of silver off to her left. She turned and as her eyes took in the sight, time seemed to slow dramatically. He was perfect, gorgeous, long silver hair, gleaming honeyed eyes, dressed in tight charcoal pants and a slightly opened red dress shirt. He slid out of the leather jacket he was wearing and tossed it casually into the crowd. His approach added fuel to her internal inferno, their eyes never leaving each other's. When he reached her he closed all possible space between them, pulling her body flush with his hard sculpted one. Everyone else disappeared and they were alone, now back in her room.

He pulled her into a bruising kiss, wasting no time in getting to what they both so obviously needed. He lifted the dress off her with one fluid motion and began to attack her body with his tongue and lips. He traced a pattern down her neck and across her collar bone, haling momentarily to address the hollow of her throat before sliding his tongue over the hot skin of her breasts. The wet tongue encircled her aching nipple before the flesh disappeared into his mouth, causing her back to arch and her mouth to drop open. her cooing only spurred him to devour her more, switching over to the second breast while bringing his hand up to cup and carress the first. Her hands tangled into his shining silver locks as she gasped in the pleasure that washed over her. Somewhere in her mind she recognized the feeling of his hair in her hands but in her passion she could not link the feeling with the thought. He laid her gently on her bed so that her legs hung over the side as he stood before her, his skin slick with sweat from their heated encounter. Leaning over her, he cupped her face in both hands, slowly dragging them lower and lower over her nude form. She shivered at the sensation and let out a hoarse moan when the calloused hands disappeared in between her quivering thighs. They continued to her knees where, with gentle pressure, he pried them apart in order to better access his treasure. At what seemed like a snail's pace, the hands slid simultaneously back up to the juncture of her legs, cupping her pulsing sex and letting the moisture there wet his palm. Kagome cooed in anticipation, her whole body lurching when one finger entered her with delicate precision. Adding another, he gently pumped the digits in and out of her, curving each time in order to caress her internal walls. His mouth lowered over the now hard bud of nerves and she let out a screech of pleasure as he sucked in time with the movements of his hand. Kagome could barely hold herself down as she came with a rush of energy and ecstasy. Her own voice echoed in her head as she gave into the feeling exploding within her; `Oh, Inuyashaaaaaaaaaa!'

~~Back~~

Kagome couldn't move after the intense orgasm she had just experienced. She switched her vibrator off and wondered vaguely how she had managed to grab it out of the end table during her fantasy. She pulled the comforter up over herself despite the sweat she was covered in and stared blankly at the wall. Why had she thought of Inuyasha in her dream? That was just plain odd; it wasn't like she had feelings for the dog or was into anything kinky like that in any way, but she couldn't deny what she had said and wasn't sure she wanted to take it back. She remembered the feeling of the man's hair in her hands and realized her mind had used the sensation of her dog's coat as reference for the reverie. And those eyes, the same pools of molten fire as the canine she had taken in were burned into her memory now with that intense look of vehemence and feverish lust. She decided that she really needed to sleep and enjoy the release of a month's worth of anxiety rather than scrutinize and analyze what she had seen.

In the doorway, the silver canine concentrated on remaining standing as his legs turned to jelly. The smell of Kagome's arousal had finally become too much for him to bear and after making sure Shippou had fallen asleep on the couch, he had stealthily moved closer to the source of this new power she held over him. He picked up the soft moans and cries she let out as he slowly made his way down the hall, feeling himself grow and harden at the thought of what she was doing. Just before he reached the door to peak inside, his entire being had been shattered by two whispered words. `Oh, Inuyashaaaaaaaaa!' Everything else disappeared and his body went numb. His name. HIS name. HIS NAME? Why had she called his name? She couldn't have heard or seen him coming… did she sense him? What was going on? After a good ten minutes of waiting, he nudged the door open with his nose. She was asleep in bed, naked under the heavy down blanket. He felt his maleness twitch at the knowledge of this but he moved forward anyway, carefully jumping up onto the bed to curl up against her. He laid his head in the dip between her stomach and hip, inhaling the fresh scent of her arousal and completion. A soft purr-like growl filled the room as he settled in. No one had ever made him feel the way he did when he was with her. His youkai side felt a deep connection with her despite the short time they had known each other. It longed to be in its old form, the one that was closer to a human form, the one he had been in 200 years earlier before the curse, so he could pursue these new feelings she had stirred within him. His raw, inu instincts now lusted after her with the force of a raging fire, it felt the need to protect and satisfy her like a mate. No matter which side he chose to listen to, one thing was abundantly clear; she was his, and his alone.

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