InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dreams do come true ❯ Stay the night (part 2.) ( Chapter 13 )

Okay first before I start writing anything, I have to say I was SHOCKED! To see this other fan fiction get 37! Reviews during the time it took me to write part 1.(on one of the sites I am writing on) How he/she did it is beyond me, maybe a complaint of too few comments, I don't know.

However, the only reason I am mentioning this is because I want you all to know I am writing this story because it's fun, exciting, I can see by the hits you actually are opening it up lol and I can't disappoint my few but loyal and incredibly nice fan's.

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Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha but DAMN IT! I WANT TO!

Chapter thirteen, stay the night (party 2.)

Kagome sat on the living room floor, her breath almost caught in her throat by the simple thought of why he had demanded her to stay put. She was ashamed to be a virgin, especially around a man like InuYasha who clearly knew what he wanted and how to get it.

Of course, she shouldn't feel that way but it couldn't be helped.

Mr. Yung hadn't exactly told her to stay a virgin, but she guessed he expected it from her - since he knew her every move, who her friends were and everything else she was doing.

But she didn't want to be with a wimp like Hojo. No she wanted danger, excitement and pure passion. She wanted InuYasha. But she also craved something she had yet to experience as well, love.

Had Hojo slept with Mr. Yung's secretary? Her words had been they had been so busy with something that 'came up', that was why he now was in a coma. Did Mr. Yung know about that? Did he approve of it? Probably . . .

For as long as Kagome had 'known' Ayumi Haneko, she had been after her fiancee. And right now, she really couldn't say she cared - because she didn't love him. She had never loved him. A thought of actually doing it with the man whom she just pleasured made a shiver run down her spine.

She really wanted to, but was too scared.

The thought of what kind of punishment Mr. Yung would inflict on her didn't bother her at all. She was used to be slapped around by now. But he might go after Souta, and that wasn't something she wanted. She'd do anything for her brother, anything. He was her only living relative, and she loved him dearly.

But there were ways to fake your pureness, a small cut on the tip of her finger - trickle some blood on the white sheets on the wedding night. Hojo was too dense to notice anyway, so she might just be able to pull that of.

So what she so scared of? Falling in love . . . ?

Maybe it was a little bit too late to start thinking about that, as InuYasha now came back holding a her heart on his sleeve, did he want it? She knew she had given it.

Looking up their eyes locked, he smile down warmly at her, while her mouth went completely dry. Why did fate play, evil such tricks with her?

InuYasha now stopped, standing over her, helping her up by offering his hand. Kagome took it and stood, slightly trembling in front of him. Where would this lead? Did he feel the same way?

Capturing her lips in a fierce hot kiss, which left her completely defenseless and all previous thoughts vaporized, she moaned deep in responds. Kami he tasted good and was so demanding and in clear control, she felt her knees wobble.

Whatever he had in mind for them now, she wasn't going to complain. No, she would submit to him, and him alone.

Leaning her back against the couch, InuYasha never let her deep pink lips slip from his. He snaked his tongue out to taste those buds of unique sweet taste, only to moan low in approval feeling hers there waiting, just as eagerly.

He hadn't meant for that to happen, or had he? Clearly he wanted to return the favor she had bestowed upon him earlier, but now it almost felt as if she was giving herself to him.

InuYasha inhaled deep through his nostrils as he continued kissing her down her neck, over her collarbone. His hands crocked, grabbing his blue shirt lifting it up slowly as if expecting to hear the words of protest. But when nothing was said but a small gasp when the cool air hit her heated flesh, he continued.

He wondered now, what she had thought about when he went to wash away the evidence of their prior act. Removing the upper clothing hadn't been in his plan, but somehow he couldn't stop himself, she didn't seem to mind either as she let out small noises of pleasure under his touches. He really didn't wish to do anything against her consent, so he often darted his amber eyes to hers - silently asking for her approval and always getting it.

Kagome allowed him to undress her, slowly. Her heart pounded so hard and fast behind her rib cage, when he now reached for her bra - unhooking it from the front.

InuYasha could only stare at her breasts as they now sprung free from their imprisonment. They literary made his mouth water, and his breath come out more rapidly.

She was perfect.

Perfect and untouched. That thought alone made his inner beast want to howl in pure possessiveness. He was going to be the first and hopefully the only and last, to tease those small dark-peach colored buds.

He couldn't resist darting his tongue out to taste it - to feel her against his own skin.

Kagome gasped and moaned deep at the new sensation. His slightly rough tongue ran over her sensitive flesh, making her arch like a bow and silently beg for more.

When he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking while flickering his soft tongue over it, she did something that even shocked her own cotton stated mind - sticking her slender hands into his hair to pull him closer.

Maybe that was why he had sat on his earlier?

"Inu . . . Yasha," she moaned as he now proceeded to give the same treatment to her other breast, sucking and lapping it until it was sore from the sweet abuse.

Kissing between her breasts, he inhaled deep - savoring her scent.

She smelt of waterfalls and wild flowers - but tasted even better so sweet and unique it was making his head spin.

Gracing his nails down her sides, he wished silently he could show her who he really was, using his claws to give her pleasure instead of stubby human finger tips. But all in good time, he supposed.

Because he had no intention of letting her go, she was his. And his alone.

His fingers soon encountered the few last articles of clothing, her skirt and underwear. He had to resist the primal need to rip them off, and claim her - no he wouldn't do that to her, she was special.

Tugging softly at her waistband, he awaited her approval.

Why was she special? He stopped suddenly, as if realizing something.

Kagome felt his hands still down. Gazing down through her lashes, she saw him hesitate.

His instinct was talking to him, but he was too scared to listen - he didn't want to frighten her.

The sound of her voice cracking through the silence of the livingroom brought him back to her, now almost losing himself in those chocolate colored orbs of hers.

"I want this," she whispered, making him shudder as he laid there atop of her still holding her skirt's waistband in a light grip.

"Please don't make me wait, InuYasha . . . "

Her words flooded him like hot oil, fueling the flames that burnt deep inside - was it possible this woman was his intended mate? He had never felt like this before, and he had been with his share of women.

'You just know.'

Did he? He had shut out his inner voice deliberately, why? Scared to listen to the voice of instinct? What would it tell him? He was curious but more frightened, knowing to hear that most inner thought, he would have to be in his normal form.

Would she run away if she knew?

Kagome clearly noticing something was wrong, now places a warm hand on his hairless cheek - successfully gaining his attention.

"What is it?" She inquires softly, pulling him close to her for comfort. His inner struggle in clear display as she looked into his liquid golden colored eyes.

When she was only greeted by silence, a pang of actually feeling hurt surged through her. Didn't he trust her? They had just met, but for some reason it felt so natural and good to be in his presence - almost as if they were always meant to be.

Was he scared she loved Hojo? She knew she didn't but if he was scared about that, it would mean he loved her too. Could she ask him that? Would he freak if she did?

"Kagome, I . . . " his voice rough and quiet, almost coming out as a strained whisper.

InuYasha sat up, pulling her with him. He couldn't do this if she didn't know the truth about him, he refused to let her give herself to a lie. There was a almost a none excitant chance that she might be happy that he showed her, but if that did really happen, if that was really so - it meant Kagome Higurashi a woman engaged to be married to another man, was his intended mate.

Sighing deep he gazed into her questioning eyes.

"I have something to show you."

Kagome nodded slowly, in approval - whatever it was it must be very important because he refused to do anything further with her until he had. She knew about men and their inability to stop themselves when it went too far, but InuYasha was so different - almost scared to show her what he felt.

She saw his hand wave in front of his face, confusing her. What was he doing? But her eyes grew wider, and wider as he seemed to change. His hair got longer and turning into a more blending shade of white - if that was even possible.

Atop of his head two white-pink dog-like fussy ears appeared - oddly making her fingers itch with a need to touch them. His face and body turning more inhumanly beautiful, showing of flawless skin.

The corners of his human teeth sharpening - now presenting something that reminded her of a dogs canines, shyly sticking out from under his upper lips, denting the lower.

He was magnificent, something taken out of a fantasy.

"You're beautiful," she whispered, making his eyes now turn wide.

"Even these?" His question was laced with sadness, as he put up a clawed hand in front of her.

She realized as she sat there, drinking his presence in that he was awaiting her disapproval. He thought she would turn him away, run away screaming or call him a freak, a misfit.

If he was expecting that, he was surely mistaken. For Kagome now took his clawed hand in hers, bringing it to her lips - kissing the rough pads and nails softly.

"Even these."

InuYasha's whole being was screaming at him, as he now had opened the door for his inner voice to speak clearly. She had accepted him, like no one else. She was his, and he was hers, this was his mate.

Pulling her up into his arms, he nipped her neck as if testing how it would feel only to be surprisingly rewarded by a shudder and gasp from her.

He had never been with anyone in his real form, always saving it for his intended one. And now here she was, sitting curled up in his lap loving everything he did to her.

InuYasha growled in approval as she kissed his neck, inhaling his scent. He smelt of forests` and something that she couldn't put her finger on but all the same the most intriguing sense-tickling scent she had ever inhaled.

Her hand had a pattern of their own as they eased up through his silken strands toward the thing that pulled them like a magnet - his ears. Gracing the base of their softness, she could see him bite down hard on his lips pricking the skin making them bleed.

"Am I hurting you?" Kagome whispered, voice laced with concern.

"Fuck no," he strains out - screwing his eyes tightly shut. Making her snicker softly against his throat, nipping it lightly.

InuYasha, now unable to take more of this sweet abuse takes her wrists in a tight grip - chuckling low in respond to her whimpering protest.

Bringing them down between them, only to be reminded of her shirtless state.

"Kagome," he whispers roughly - quickly gaining her attention.

"Mm?"

"Spend the night with me?"

She nodded against his chest, allowing him to pick her up - along with her clothing.

Carrying her off to his bed room, he only stopped ones - placing a firm sweet kiss on her lips that made her tremble. Reaching his destination, he glides effortlessly inside, shutting the door behind him.

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TBC. :D