InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drama of Edo High: A Modern Tale ❯ New Yaer's Part II ( Chapter 25 )

CHAPTER 25: NEW YEARS PART TWO

(Its here! it's finally here! don't hate me cause its only my first one!)

Kyo gave Kagome a curious look in the rearview mirror, but he quickly jerked the steering wheel, making the car take a u-turn. This girl meant business.

Inuyasha came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, and another drying his hair roughly. Least to say he was a bit frustrated. His cold then hot shower had sobered him up, but did nothing for his nerves. She was right there, he could have told her right there! But no, life didn't want him pouring his heart out to the only girl he loved. Nope, its not gonna happen. But next time it will, he'd make sure of that. He paused by his door and sighed, still drying his hair somewhat. A small smile crossed his lips. She sure was something that Kagome. And she was his. That in itself gave him a satisfied glow and his heart sang in his chest. Now just add he loved her and, oh, he could die happy.

Snorting on his behave, he went back to drying his long hair vigorously. An ear perked as he heard a maid yell, but it was too muffled to for him to decipher. He shrugged, probably dropped something. But then he heard the sound of footsteps thundering up the stairs, and a brow quirked. Man, that maid must have made a fuss. But he never expected for his door to burst open, and step in a panting Kagome, slightly double over from her hurried climb. She clutched the doorknob with her shoes, and her wrap was haphazard around her shoulders.

They stared at each other for a second, Kagome in determination, and Inuyasha in perplexity. But then Kagome realized she was holding the door open and quietly shut, still keeping her eyes on her love. He neither heard nor noticed the faint click of the lock as she turned it behind her. She dropped her shoes and wrap to the floor uncaring, and took a step to him.

When Kagome had busted in, she had almost tripped over herself at the sight of him. She never knew terry cloth towels looked so sexy, especially on a man like Inuyasha. His chest glistened in moisture, and one drop slowly made its way down the still, stunned Inuyasha. It went lower, and lower…she gulped as it stopped at the towel around his waist. Okay, maybe now wasn't good time, but damn if she'd stop now.

Eyes locked, Kagome approached him, making his heart go crazy, and his breathing thin. By the time she stopped mere inches from him, he thought he was going to have a heart attack. Kagome kept her eyes on his face, afraid if she went any lower she might forget the confession and have her way. But when she opened her mouth, the words caught in her throat, the three simple words that screamed at her to yell them. Instead she improvised around the problem.

"I have something to tell you, but I don't how to say it," she whispered, mouth running dry, and fingers twitching. She has to get this over with; otherwise she just might have to yank that towel away.

Inuyasha's brain seemed to comprehend the situation now, and succeed in forming words. "And that would be?"

"I don't think there's any words for it, cause it's really big and sometimes when I think about it really hard, it's almost painful." That seemed the wrong thing to say, cause a look of horror crossed his eyes. She shook her head, "its not what you think, actually it's the complete opposite. Inuyasha, ever since I met you, my world has changed and I can't see it with out you. And I know there's no way to describe this feeling, but there's one word that can come close to it. Inuyasha, I love you."

He eyes widened slightly, pure joy overflowing his heart. She loved him! Some one out there must like him, cause this was a dream come true. But with his dry mouth and his stuck tongue, his pulse pounding in his head, he couldn't make the words come out that he desperately wanted to say. He saw her hesitate, his lack of speech concerning her. No! He didn't want to discourage her! He loved her damn it! He wanted to growl, fucking hormones. So he did the only thing he could do.

Kagome clung to him as his arms grasped her tight, and she moaned as his tongue forced her down to the dark depths of desire. Passion ignited, and before she knew it, she was swept off her feet, just a few inches, and held clutched strongly to his shoulders. Oh god, yes this is what she wanted, what she needed, to be loved, to feel loved, and she knew only Inuyasha could make her feel that way. She quickly pushed away, worrying him for second, but shocked him when she reached around back for her zipper. She couldn't take it anymore. Damn it! What was it with zippers always getting stuck when you didn't want them to?

Inuyasha watched her struggle and cursed the back of her dress, a bit stunned for a second. But he couldn't mistake her quivering hands for anything else, and the look of need in her eyes. He swiftly grabbed her wrists, catching her attention, and looked deep into her chocolate hues. Frustration, desire, need, perplexity, and most important love. All this and more. For him. A warm wave washed through him and he framed her face gently. He reached up and freed her onyx locks from their chopstick trap, leaving them to flow freely about her shoulders. Then he tilted her chin and brought their lips together passionately, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. His hand having a mind of its own (remind you of anybody?), it pinched the zipper and it went down at his magic touch, exposing more of her pale back. She shivered as his hand skimmed it, and she fisted his hair. The need pulsated between her thighs, and she trembled. They broke away panting for air.

"You're shaking," he whispered against her lips.

"Trust me that's a good thing."

He nipped her lip, making her whimper, "are you sure about this?"

"Never more in my entire life." With that, she slid away from him and let the gown fall.

He watched transfixed as the white silk slid over full breasts, hitching at her round hips, but eventually falling to the floor. His brain shut off, letting instinct take over. It was like it sat by amused at the young couple. He snatched her waist and crushed her to him, her chest pressed erotically to his, making the heat rise in the lower region. As if by some command, his bed suddenly appeared next to them, and they fell upon it locked in a heart felt kiss. She gasped, panting, as he slid his tongue over the soft spot of her collar bone, his fangs scraping her skin making her shiver in delight. Expect this time, he didn't stop there. He went further, leaving a trail of burning kisses down between her breasts. He molded one uncertainly, but grew confident as she purred low in her throat. His head thundering, he boldly took one nipple in his mouth and pressed his tongue against it. She gasped loudly and arched her back up, her heart suddenly skyrocketing. Giving the nub one last scrap of a fang, making her tremble harder, he moved on.

He paid close attention to her naval, and just under it to the g-spot (its not a real body part, but a really sensitive spot with nerves just inches under the belly button. Just a fun tid bit), which he licked roughly, making her snap up in pleasure. He met her lips mid way and by the way she was desperately breathing, he was driving her mad. He would have found it funny any other time to know he really had no idea what he was doing, but he made a mental note to thank his instincts later. She smoothed her frantic hands over his chest and shoulders, making them shake with tremors. The towel slipped away as she grazed his hips, and she felt him hard and hot against her belly, making her shake all the more. Then she just snapped. It was like a primal knowledge that made her rise up to him, hot lips searing his, and press against his chest hungrily. He growled as she took advantage and briefly rubbed an ear. He grinned, cocky wench. Two can play at that.

He hand slid beneath the thong she wore, over her dark curls, and into the canal that was pulsing for him. She cried out and went completely limp, falling to the sheets panting. He moved in a bit deeper, and she moaned loudly. Oh god, what was he doing to her? What was this wonderful torture? A cocky gleam to his eyes, he smirked as he rubbed the most sensitive piece of flesh and she squirmed in delight, whimpering intelligible things. A nice flush took her body, and she could feel a pressure start to build. Hands trembling madly, she clasped the back of his head and crushed her bruised lips to his, trying to show just how much she wanted him. He couldn't help but feel a small victory as she growled loudly into his mouth yet at the same time begging. As if on their own, her hips started moving against his massaging hand, pumping faster as the pressure heightened. He could feel her muscles contract, and knew what was coming. Or who exactly. She let go of him and grasped the sheets tightly, wriggling in pure sensation as she gasped and moaned.

"Oh god," she came fast and hard, climaxing strongly and crying out his name. As the last of her fluids drained, she was left trembling and whimpering softly, the peak of heat leaving her warm and tingling all over. She didn't care that it had many names, all she knew was that she wanted more.

"Please," she whined, "please Inuyasha, I can't take it."

He growled hotly as he captured her lips again, again starting the warm licks in her gut. His hands roamed at will, burning her flesh to the bone. But the sensation was too great for her to notice that his quivered slightly, and his muscles were taught with restraint. Watching her come and scream his name had almost sent him over the edge, making him want to forget everything and have her. But he didn't want to hurt her, he knew it would hurt, but he didn't want a rut, he wanted to love her. He broke the kiss and slipped the thong over her hips and legs smoothly, as if everything wanted to make this easier. The scent of her arousal was driving him mad, making his half demon blood scream. He rested his hips against her, making her whimper loudly as she felt him hard against him. He kissed her again, slowly and deeply, making tears poke out the corners of her eyes at the sweetness. But she needed him, now.

She ground her hips against him, making him tense and growl deeply, one hand clutching the bed hard. The kiss turned dangerous, and he pulled back. One hard swift stroke, minimal pain as possible. And so he did, entering the hot core that was Kagome his love. He felt the resistance for but a second. Her eyes snapped open and she jumped as he entered and broke the last innocence she had. Tears pooled at the subtle pain, but it quickly dissipated to heat, moaning as her body molded to the feel of him. He remained stock still, muscles shaking taunt, his breath ragged. Recovered, Kagome encouraged him to go on by wrapping her legs around his waist. He gritted his teeth and did a small test stroke, delighted as she purred in his ear. Nuzzling her neck, he started slowly, their hips flowing smoothly together, matched with each thrust. She wrapped her arms around him, digging her nails into his flesh, as waves of tantalizing feelings swept through her. Her breathed became shallower with his, and she could feel the first signs of her climax coming. She whined and whimpered loudly, needing the beat to go faster. So she rocked her hips faster, delighted when he caught the clue. They went on and on, for what seemed like hours, periodically going faster, harder, and grunts and groans were heard from both. Her breathing became faster as the pressure built, her muscles tightening with every stroke of his. He growled at the feel of her, growing louder by the second.

"Say it. Say my name."

"Inuyasha," she breathed.

"Again."

"Inuyasha," louder, and she released one hand to grab on to the bed. His growl went several degrees deeper, and he could feel his own peak rising. Not yet, not yet. She cried out as she tightened harder around him, and he pumped faster. She was almost there, it was important she went first. It was always her over him. Her moans grew louder and she groaned roughly as she felt the pressure build more, the climax so close she could die.

She could feel his body tense in restraint, waiting for her. He didn't need to wait long, as the peak snapped and she arched her back sharply as the climax over took her, making her cry his name louder than before. He pumped once more before he poured everything he had into her, letting a cry of his own sear his lips into her hair. They stayed that way, panting audibly against each other's shoulders.

Then Inuyasha's arms shook and he slowly lowered himself to his elbows. She melted into his bed, her mind a hazy fog of pleasure. He brushed his lips to hers, and she stared deep into his golden depths. He fell to the side, entangling her legs with his and cradle her sweaty form to him. He rubbed his forehead against hers gently.

"I love you too."

And they fell asleep that way, Inuyasha holding her gently in love, and Kagome resting a hand on his chest, her even breathing slightly blowing a forelock back and forth. They fell asleep in contented love.