InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feni's Snippets ❯ Heated ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha; Rumiko Takahashi does. He's always returned in (fairly) good condition when I've finished tormenting him!

A/N: Written for LiveJournal's `FirstTweak' community and its challenge prompt, `Possession'.

Canon-ish; based on the first time Inuyasha transforms during the battle with Goshinki.

First posted on LJ August 28, 2008.

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Heated

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Liquid fire floods through his veins as he stands among the bloody wreckage. His senses humming, his baser instincts clamouring for more killing, more death… he snaps his flaming gaze to the approaching figure.

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The female's racing heartbeat hammers in his ears; her fear-scent tempts pursuit. Her skin fluoresces in his fevered vision, the heat-signals of her flesh an intense rainbow of colour centred in her chest; his claws flex with the desire to tear out that pulsating red glow and rend it to pieces.

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His other self struggles free; disgusted, he detects the concern… the weakness… his humanity feels for this doomed creature.

“Kagome! Don't come near me!”

The female recoils, but does not flee.

“This form… I don't know what I might do…!”

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Shaking off his other self, he slowly prowls towards the female. She inhales sharply, her fear-scent spiking, then moves towards him. He pauses, cocks his head, wondering at her foolish audacity.

“Inuyasha… there are no more enemies.”

Her voice is soft and sweet, a soothing balm to his boiling blood.

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He holds still, watching her keenly. The female's expressive features come into focus as she arrives within range of his claws.

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She has wide, dark eyes and soft, full lips. He can hear her shallow breathing, see her pulse pattering in the slender column of her throat. Fear still taints her scent, but beneath that sour note is an alluring, gentle fragrance that calms his raging blood. Ka…

Prey Prey Prey…

Her slender hands press against his bare chest, cooling his heated skin. He flicks a glance over her upturned face, focuses on her pink mouth.

Prey…

Swaying forward a half-step, he leans down as her lips part, and the earth explodes.