InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart's Landfill ❯ The Truth about Last Night ( Chapter 33 )

A/N: As always all characters will be walking that fine line called OOCness!! Lemon Warning!! I don't know how I feel about this chapter, so I'll let you guys tell me. Anyway, thanks for your wonderful reviews and continued support, my friends. And to my beautiful beta, Neko, thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to anyone with the exception of Nya, Nola, Malcolm, Dinshu, and Dr. Aikio.

Chapter 33

The Truth about Last Night

The sound of keys jingling and a door shutting drew her slowly from a blissful world full of flowers, butterflies, rainbows, and sunshine.

Sighing lightly, she buried her head deeper into her pillow searching for that warmth that had surrounded her throughout the night, but it was gone, seemingly evaporated into nothingness.

Running her hands out at her sides, she reached for it, but no matter how far she reached it wasn't there…it was gone.

“Inu…” she mumbled as her eyes slowly opened to the hazy light that filtered in through the windows. Glancing to her right and then to her left, Kagome sat up quickly as realization dawned on her like the sun pushing away the night.

The keys that I heard… The door closing… It was him. He left…snuck out without even telling me goodbye, she thought quickly as she stared around the room.

Pulling the covers up over her bare breasts, she pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them as her head fell forward so that her chin was resting on them.

She couldn't help but to feel as if she had just been used and tossed to the side like a bundle of recyclable newspapers, or plastic bottles.

Shaking her head, she tried to force those thoughts away. Inuyasha wouldn't treat me like that. He wouldn't, would he? No, she told herself quickly in an attempt to stifle the trepidation that was starting to fall over her.

But if that were true, then wouldn't he have at the very least told her he was leaving? Wouldn't he have left a note or something?

Glancing optimistically at the nightstands that sat to the left and right of her bed, she sighed again.

They were both vacant of any pieces of papers that could have held a note of any kind. However, she did notice the empty condom wrapper that he'd used after picking her up and bringing her in here last night.

Inuyasha, how…how could you? After what we did… What we shared?

Memories crashed down on her. His gentle hands… His lips covering every inch of her body… The tone of his voice as he whispered things to her that she couldn't quite comprehend… The elicit manner in which her body reacted to his every whim…

Hugging her raised knees a little tighter, Kagome tried to force those memories away, but the more she tried the more vivid they became.

The feel of his heated skin against her own… The erotic sensations that swept over her as he suckled at her breasts… The feel of his warm engorged member in her hand as she jacked his shaft up and down soothingly…

No, I'm not…I'm not going to think about that because…because it was a mistake. The way he left this morning proves as much! I'm not…I'm not going to live in those memories because it was all a massive mistake! We shouldn't have done it, she thought as her eye's flitted over to the clock on her nightstand that read 6:45 a.m.

He didn't waste any time getting out of here, did he? she thought with a dry chuckle.

She wanted to be mad at him, she really did, and she supposed that a part of her was, but she knew if she were in his shoes…if what they had done had taken place at his home, she probably would've left right after or during the wee hours of the morning.

So, no, honestly she couldn't really blame him.

After one's first time with a new partner, the morning after, no matter what the relationship between the participants, always tends to be a little awkward, but I guess even more so for participants that are supposed to be nothing more than friends, she surmised.

If he had stayed to face what they had done, would they have talked about it and come to some kind of agreement, would they have pretended as if it didn't happen, or would they have acted like nothing changed between them when they knew that it definitely had?

Although she could certainly understand why he left the way he did, Kagome couldn't stop herself from feeling like he'd still slighted her in some way.

Releasing her legs, she laid back down on the bed on her side, her head lying on the pillow that he had slept on. His scent assailed her, so she moved back to her own pillow, grasped his pillow, and pulled it to her chest. Hugging it tightly, she inhaled deeply and allowed her eyes to drift close. I guess it's better this way.

Simonkal of Inuy

He was tired, exhausted actually. Since he left Kyoto for Tokyo he hadn't slept more than a few hours here and there, and after his run-in with the hanyou, Inuyasha, he hadn't slept at all with the exception of the nap he'd had on the flight back to Kyoto.

It wasn't like he hurried back home because of what his brother had told him, but he wasn't about to push his luck either. He figured that sometimes it was probably better to not antagonize the devil.

If Kouga tried to carry through with his threat, Ginta decided that he would beg for a few more days in order to come up with the information. And in that time he could hack into Kagome's companies system again, change her information and in the end, give that information to Kouga.

Sure, it wouldn't fool the wolf demon for long, but it would buy her and her boyfriend some time to get their shit together.

Speaking of that, Ginta had wondered quite often after he'd told the hanyou the stories as he knew it about Kagome and Kouga's relationship, whether he'd tell her the truth himself or leave her to continue living the lie as she knew it.

Shifting his knapsack up little higher on his shoulder, he sighed as he rounded the corner and made his way through the heavily landscaped walkway to the side entrance of the building.

From the looks of it, it seemed like no one important was in quite yet, which suited him just fine because that meant that he could work in peace, and quickly.

Sparing a moment to stare up at the ten-story all glass building, he shook his head and turned his attention to the key pad. Quickly punching in his pass code, he waited for the soft beep and then the sound of the locks unlatching before reaching for the door and pushing it open.

Staring around the room that he knew probably looked like a regular office lobby to a stranger walking in off the street; Ginta strained his ears to see if anyone else was on the floor with him. Hearing nothing, he pushed forward towards the elevator that would take him down to the basement and his office.

As the elevator dinged and the doors opened, Ginta froze. He could smell them; feel their auras, all of them, including Kouga.

What the fuck? Why the hell are they down here?

He knew that was a stupid question; they were down here looking for him and information on Kagome.

“The man of the hour, eh?” Dinshu stated, pushing off the wall at the far end of the hallway and closest to the elevator.

Turning to the demon, who he absolutely despised, Ginta growled, “What the fuck are you doing down, Ass Pump?”

Dinshu chuckled dryly as he reached out and pushed the other demon towards the office. “I got a call about a possible traitor, so here I am.”

Narrowing his eyes, Ginta started down the hall well aware that the bastard was following him and that his brother, and Kouga were waiting on him in his office along with two other demons that were known for strong arming anyone that got in Kouga's way.

Rounding the door to the office, Ginta stopped and peered through the doorway as the other demons with the exception of Kouga, who was sitting at his computer typing something, turned to face him.

“Brother,” Hakkaku greeted, his eyes screaming something at him that Ginta just didn't comprehend.

The other two demons grunted an acknowledgement, but didn't say anything.

Tightening his grip on the strap of the knapsack that was slung over his shoulder, Ginta questioned agitatedly, “Kouga, what the hell are you doing?”

The wolf demon glanced at him; one eyebrow arched higher than the other, but quickly turned his attention back to the computer screen.

Glancing at the screen, Ginta realized that he was actually going through the history of the computer and accessing each page individually.

Fuck! I have to do something; I have to get him away from there.

“Where were you, Ginta?” Kouga questioned calmly.

“I…I needed a break so I went out of town for a few days,” he responded as he stepped forward a little more.

He saw Kouga turn towards him, nod his head and before he knew it the two bastards, Ryko and Lishun, had him pinned against the wall nearest the door, while Dinshu snatched his knapsack and started rummaging through it.

“Oi, what the fuck are you guys doing?” Ginta asked, fighting against the tight grip that the buffoons had on his arms.

Hakkaku leaned against the corner of the desk that Kouga was working at, his arms crossed over his chest, his expression caught somewhere between regret and fear. Staring at his brother, he queried evenly, “Ginta, do you remember what I told you?”

The wolf demon rolled his eyes in reply as he turned his attention back to Dinshu who was pulling out pieces of paper and setting them aside. He knew that the only thing he had in there were pieces of receipts with addresses scribbled on them-all of them associated with Kagome-but none of them had her name of them. Aside from that, he had the ticket from his flight in there as well.

“Looks like our little bookworm took a trip to Tokyo,” Dinshu advised, pulling the ticket out of the bag. “He left 4 days ago.”

“So fucking what? I can't take a trip without being accused of something?” Ginta bit out, tugging forcefully against the hold that the Neanderthals had on him. “Maybe I was just tired of being cooped up in this damn dungeon!”

“Is that so?” Kouga questioned, standing up slowly from the computer.

To Ginta's delight, it appeared that the computer was giving the bastard some trouble, which was a good thing because it meant that he hadn't found out anything on his own.

“Tokyo, huh? Why Tokyo, Ginta?” Kouga asked, his tone bored as he strolled towards the wolf youkai. His hands were shoved deep in the pockets of his dark blue slacks, and his hair pulled up in a tight ponytail that trailed down to the middle of his back.

“They got a really nice aquarium, and you know how much I like-” he started to say, but the feel of a fist firmly planting itself in his gut cut him off. Coughing as he tried to inhale as much air as possible, Ginta growled, “What the fuck, Kouga?”

Hakkaku stepped forward, but not close enough to where he could intervene.

“What happened in Tokyo?” Kouga questioned again.

Inhaling deeply as his stomach violently protested the previous abuse, Ginta hissed, “Nothing, I just went to the goddamn aquarium!”

Kouga punched him again, this one much harder than the last one as he ground out, “I can do this shit all fucking day, Ginta!”

Ginta heaved as bile rose into his throat threatening to spill out of his mouth. Yeah, he can keep this shit up all day, but can I? Spitting out a wad of spittle mixed with something else that tasted disgusting, he offered, “Okay…okay, I lied. I…I didn't only go to the aquarium. I did…I did something else too. I…I talked to someone.”

Kouga stepped back, stared at him knowingly and waited patiently for him to continue.

His head hanging low, Ginta grinned down at the floor as he slowly raised his eyes to his brother, but directed his comment to Kouga. “After the aquarium, I went to see a man about a dog, okay?”

Kouga lost all control of his emotions as he flew forward, slamming Ginta hard against the wall causing the two other demons to release him. Gripping his face, he dug his claws into his skin. “Do you think I'm fucking playing with you, Ginta? Do you think that I give a shit about you? I gave you one fucking job to do, one! I want the information, damn it! And if I have to peel off every fucking layer of your skin to get it, you son of a bitch, I will!”

Ginta bared his fangs at the wolf demon and grinned as blood drained slowly down the side of his mouth, but he didn't try to put up a fight. “You have no loyalty to anyone, do you? Everyone here is so fucking loyal to the almighty Kouga. My own fucking twin brother is willing to stand over there and let you do this shit, before he goes against you! But you…you would just as easily kill all of us to get what you want, as you would take your next fucking breath!” Grinning nastily at the demon, Ginta finished tauntingly, “Kill me, damn it! Fucking kill me! Do it! Do it, Kouga! Fucking kill me! You want to do it anyway, right?”

Kouga growled furiously as he slammed Ginta's head back against the door frame again while he reached into his waistband and pulled out his nine millimeter. Pressing it firmly to Ginta's temple, he hissed through clenched teeth, “You're dead, do you hear me? You're so fucking dead!”

Ginta grinned like an idiot as stared into Kouga's sea blue orbs defiantly. “Do it! Do it! Do it,” Ginta chanted defiantly.

“Kouga, he's my… You can't… Don't…” Hakkaku chimed in desperately. He just couldn't stand there and watch his brother be killed without doing something to help him.

True, he didn't totally understand what it was that Ginta thought he was accomplishing by egging Kouga on, but he couldn't stand idly by any longer. After all, what would their mother say?

“Let me…let me talk to him. He'll tell me what you want to know,” Hakkaku offered, his tone placating.

Glancing back at his number two, Kouga growled furiously and stepped back dropping Ginta to the floor in a heap. Anger roiled through him, blinding him so that he couldn't see past what he wanted…what he needed, Kagome. Raising the barrel of the gun, he fired once hitting Ginta in the stomach.

The youkai cried out as pain surged and spread like fire through his stomach. His world spun, twisted, and started to fade in and out as the burning stinging sensation quantified with every second that ticked by.

Hakkaku stepped forward eagerly placing himself between his brother and his boss, his best friend. Reaching for the gun, he snatched it from Kouga and questioned angrily, “Is she really worth all this, Kouga? He's my blood and your fucking friend! Roughing him up is one thing, but all this behind a piece of pussy that you let stupid ass Dinshu screw? This is fucking crazy!”

Dinshu stiffened in the corner, his head down as he tried to hide the smirk on his face. He wasn't stupid enough to add anything to that, with Kouga in the state of mind that he was currently in.

Kouga stared at Hakkaku his eyes ablaze with rage! “Don't tell me what she's worth! I get what the fuck I want, do you understand me? I'm the boss! Me! Not that piss ant! When I tell him to do something, I want it done, damn it!” Stepping back away from the blood puddle that was growing at his feet, Kouga finished, “He knows where she is! He fucking knows, and he's toying with me!”

Ginta groaned pathetically and curled up in a ball. “Hakkaku? Brother,” he whispered weakly while clutching at his brother's pant leg with one bloody hand, the other pressed into the hole in his stomach in an attempt to still the blood that was steadily flowing from it.

“Fuck it! You talk to him, and get the information I need,” Kouga snapped stepping out of the room. Turning back to face Hakkaku who was staring at him in disbelief, he finished, “Me and Dinshu, we're going to fly to Tokyo and check out this fucking aquarium.”

Simonkal of Inuy

The moment he'd left her Condo with her mutt in toe, the hanyou had felt like a complete and total sucker by all measures of the word.

He'd gotten up early with the intention of going home to change for his meeting with Dr. Aikio, but the damnable dog had stopped him dead in his tracks with his constant freaking whimpering. He had been lying near the front door-obviously waiting to go out-staring up at him with those…those fucking eyes of his.

Takahashi told himself that he would just take the dog for a quick walk, because he hadn't been taken out at all the night before, and once he got back he'd fix him a fresh bowl of water and some food, so that he wouldn't have to disturb Kagome.

However, once he'd gotten the damn mutt outside, he realized he'd forgotten his leash. So it should go without saying that as soon as he sat the damn dog down, he took off running down the street. Inuyasha had actually chased him for four blocks before he actually caught him in front of a small American café.

Thankfully, it had only taken the mutt a few minutes to relieve himself, so the hanyou figured that if he hurried, he could get back to Kagome's within a few minutes, and then leave for his place.

Unfortunately as he turned, the little black chow clutched in his arms, the smell of fresh baked croissants and bagels assailed his nostrils, reminding him that he hadn't eaten a damn thing since the morning before.

The girl at the counter was nice enough when she wasn't gawking at his chest. But that aside, he ordered two cups of coffee and one egg, bacon and sausage croissant; and one with eggs, sausage and cheese for himself.

Setting the pup down on the floor, the hanyou stepped into the kitchen and made quick work of refreshing the dog's water and putting a few cups of Puppy Chow in his bowl.

“Now leave me the hell a lone, runt,” Inuyasha hissed as he picked up the cups of coffee, the bag holding the croissants, and started down the hallway towards Kagome's bedroom that was still a little dark.

Stepping through her door, he smirked as he walked over to her side of the bed and set one of the cups of coffee down on the nightstand, before setting the nondescript bag down beside it.

“Oi wench, I know you ain't sleeping,” he declared as he sat down on the side of the bed that she was lying on. Kicking his shoes off, he stretched his legs out, forcing her over to the side that he'd vacated thirty minutes or so before.

Elbowing her playfully, he continued, “You know, if you're going to pretend that you're sleeping, you really need to monitor your heart rate a little better.”

Deciding that she might as well give up, Kagome rolled over so that she was lying on her side facing him. She hadn't expected him to come back, but she was glad, really glad he did, because he'd just proved every negative thing that she was thinking about him wrong.

“Here,” he stated, offering her a cup of coffee.

Taking the cup, she watched him reach into a white bag and pulled out something wrapped in white foil paper moments before he handed that to her as well.

He went and got me breakfast? Inuyasha, she thought as she stared from the cup to the sandwich.

The hanyou glanced at her as he un-wrapped his sandwich, and took a bite of it. He hadn't actually expected to still be here, but he decided that where this woman was concerned, he didn't have a choice but to play it by ear.

“Are you going to eat it, or stare at it?” Inuyasha queried.

Blushing, Kagome looked down, her hands dropping to her lap. “Inuyasha, you didn't have to do this.”

“Do what? Buy you breakfast? Please… I buy you lunch almost every day, what's the difference?”

She shook her head. “No that's not what I mean.” Glancing up at him, she tried again, “It's…It's just-“

Turning his attention to her, the hanyou realized that she was just as confused about their situation as he was if not more so. He wished that he could help her, but how was he supposed to do that when he honestly didn't know where to begin, or how to explain or define their new relationship himself?

“It's just breakfast, Kagome,” he cut in quietly as he looked away from her and took another bite of his sandwich.

Just…breakfast, she repeated silently as if he had just said something so profound that she had to commit it to memory. Slowly un-wrapping her sandwich, she admitted without meaning to, “When I woke up and you weren't here, I thought…I thought that you'd…”

“You thought what?” the hanyou questioned turning towards her.

In that moment he saw just how insecure and vulnerable she really was. Everything that he'd heard from Ginta was there written on her face, wasn't it? It was apparent in every worried line that marred her beautiful facade, every nervous glance of her angst filled eyes, and every tentative movement she made around him.

The treatment she'd received at the hands of that bastard, Kouga. The years of mental games that he'd played with her had taken their toll, hadn't they?

Even though, they were supposed to be friends, she didn't trust him not to hurt her. Although he had never done a single solitary thing that would garner her distrust, a part of her still doubted his actions. Despite the fact that she'd given herself to him the night before, she was waiting, wasn't she? She was waiting for him to let her down or worse; toss her aside as if she was nothing more than a fling…a mere fuck…a booty call.

Inuyasha knew that he couldn't give her the reassurance that she desperately needed without making their current situation even more confusing, but after what they'd shared he couldn't very well just ignore her silent plea either.

So what he would do was be honest with her. He'd lay his cards on the table for her to read and let what happens next between them be her decision, but he wouldn't, he couldn't pretend as if she didn't matter. He couldn't act as if her feelings didn't matter because he knew that it mattered more than he cared to admit.

“I thought that you had snuck out purposefully,” she replied weakly, hating herself for appearing so goddamn pathetic of late.

Balling up the empty wrapper, Inuyasha questioned evenly, “Why would I do that?”

Staring down at the cup of coffee, Kagome swallowed hard and refused to look up as she answered, “Because of what we did last night. Because you knew we shouldn't…we shouldn't have done it.”

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes as he stared at her. “You regret it?” He wasn't sure what he was expecting her to say, but her response stung him to his core.

She nodded, shook her head no and whispered, her voice choked up, “Yes, no, I don't know. I…I just don't want…” She looked up at him, her confusion a blatant thing. “I just don't want to lose… I don't want things to change between us.”

Setting down the wad of paper on the nightstand, he reached for her and pulled her to him, so that she was cuddled under his arm, her head lying against his shoulder.

Kagome was taken aback, but quickly relaxed as he ran his hand affectionately up and down her bare arm while allowing his head to fall back against the high headboard of her bed.

“At the point that I am in my life, Kagome, I can't offer you a relationship.” Inuyasha heard her breath hitch in her throat, but he pushed on before he lost his nerve, “I'm not going to lavish you with promises of anything, but…but what I can promise you is that I'll never willingly hurt you or betray your trust.”

She tried to push back away from him, but he held her in place.

“Let me finish, because I ain't going to say this shit again,” the hanyou declared seriously. “Just because we had sex last night doesn't really change a thing for me. Yes, it was a very personal thing that we shared, but it doesn't mean that I'm ready, or that you're ready-for that matter-to just throw caution to the wind and jump into a relationship. If you ask me, and you didn't-you never do; you just jump to conclusions. I say, we keep what happened between us, between us and take it one day at a time. If more develops then it develops, but if it doesn't then we still have our friendship to hold on to, and that one unbelievable night with your ass all over my face.”

Kagome blushed profusely and elbowed him as she buried her head in the side of his chest.

Chuckling, the hanyou flinched away from her. “So, what do you think? Is it doable?”

“It sounds like you have it all figured out.”

“Nah, I just sat up last night thinking about it, is all. I thought about waking you up to get your opinion, but you were snoring so loud that I just couldn't make myself disturb you.”

“Shut up! I don't snore,” Kagome blustered moments before she replied with a question of her own, “So, you've never done anything like this before?”

“No, normally I fuc-” Inuyasha started to say, but stopped. Leaning away, he looked down at her and avowed, “This is friend to friend now, okay? So, you can't get mad.” She nodded in acknowledgment as he continued, “Normally I screw'em and leave, but I've only been in one real relationship.”

Kagome wasn't sure whether it was more shocking to find out that he actually did have flings or that he'd only been in one relationship. “You've only been in one relationship?”

“See, now that's the perfect example of why we can't be in a relationship; you know absolutely nothing about me, wench!”

“Well it's not like you tell me anything about yourself! I don't even know where you live, baka!”

Rolling his eyes, Inuyasha quipped, “Reason number two why we shouldn't be in a relationship.”

“That's not fair!”

“Why, you almost sound like you want to be in a relationship with me,” the hanyou observed mildly an arrogant smirk on his face.

Huffing belligerently, Kagome sat forward her arms crossed over her chest as she snapped, “Why buy the cow when I can get the milk for free?”

Inuyasha was staring at her bare back, imagining his tongue traveling slowly down it to the crack of her ass when his mind snapped back to attention. “No, the fuck, you did not just call me a cow!”

“Well, it is what it is,” Kagome snapped back defiantly.

His mouth tried to form several come backs, before he retorted spitefully, “I'm the cow when you were the one practically mooing last night?” For good measure he added a very loud, “Moooooooooo!”

Her face 18 different shades of red, Kagome's head snapped towards him moments before she pitched forward, one hand going to cover his mouth, the other around his neck pulling him down in a headlock.

Laughing, Inuyasha went with it, allowing her to pull his head towards her; big mistake.

The blanket that was covering her slipped down as she continued with her one sided tussle. The hanyou brought his hands up to her waist in an attempt to gain some semblance of balance, but the moment his hands touched her heated skin… The second his head fell between her bountiful mounds, his world twisted, snapped, and bent backwards as he reached up and tightly grasped her wrists.

Kagome froze as he stared at her, his eyes like molten lava bursting from the mouth of a volatile volcano. Her breathing hitched in her throat as he leaned in sniffing her lightly around her mouth and down her neck. He then rose up on his knees, drawing her closer to him.

“Inuyasha, what…what-” she tried to say. A shiver ran down her spine as his claws raked sensually down her back to her bottom where he spared just a moment to squeeze before he closed in on her mouth.

Nibbling at her bottom lip, the hanyou inhaled every breath that she exhaled as her lips parted slightly allowing him access.

“You're the devil in disguise,” he whispered, pulling away from her so that he could stare down into her beautiful eyes once more.

Gasping for air, she shook her head negatively as she stared back at him, her eyes wide. “No…no, I'm not.”

Taking her hand, Inuyasha guided it down from his chest to his rapidly hardening member as he leaned in and demanded softly, but with vehemence, “You did this, now you're going to fix it.”

Kagome closed her hand around his staff squeezing it gently. Almost immediately she lost herself in the feel of his heated hardness as the memory of how it felt to have him buried deep inside her bubbled forward. She squeezed, jacked it up and down, and ran her thumb over the head as a shudder rattled through her.

The hanyou couldn't fight it, didn't want to fight it. The things this woman did to him…the way she could turn him on at the drop of a hat just wasn't right, he knew that, but he was powerless against it.

Pushing her back gently so that she was laying on her back, he asked huskily, “Condom, where?”

She pointed to the top draw of her nightstand, and watched with lidded eyes as he quickly reached for the old pack of Magnums that she'd brought from Kyoto when she moved. As she watched Inuyasha step off the bed, unfasten his pants and drop them to his ankles only to step out of them, Kagome silently prayed that the condoms were in good condition, because by the look in his eyes, he was going to be nowhere near as gentle as he was the night before.

She knew he wasn't going to necessarily hurt her, but the feeling that was radiating off of him was nothing less than animalistic. He wanted her…to be in her, near her, and she knew that he wasn't going to stop until he got that.

Turning to her as he slid the condom on, the hanyou growled as he stroked his wicked stick up and down, his chest heaving. “Turn over,” he ordered.

Flipping onto her belly obediently, Kagome felt the bed shift as he climbed on behind her. She felt his claws trail slowly down her back and she whimpered as she leaned up so that she was on her hands and knees.

It could have been her scent, her touch, or the way she smiled at him, he wasn't sure, but at this moment as he stared down at her backside, as he lined his staff up with her entrance and plunged into her, he didn't care.

The only thing that mattered was the tightness of her walls, the warmth that wrapped around him, and the ridges that he rode over as he rocked into her only to pull back and thrust forward again.

Kagome bucked back against him, though she fought with herself to remain steady in order to allow him this. This wasn't about her; she knew that. It was about him and his need. While he drove into her again and again, she moaned his name as his claws dug into her hips without breaking the skin.

The hanyou's mind was a muddled mess of incoherent thoughts and sensations as he rode the wave of ecstasy to and fro. He pulled her back to meet him as he reached around and tickled her clit, causing her to undulate back against his groin.

Pulling her back again, Inuyasha ground into her slowly as he rocked his hips to and fro making sure that his penis sought out and touched every part of her walls repeatedly.

He could feel the ties that bound him loosening the more he plunged into her and the deeper he dove.

Pulling her up so that her back was against his chest, the hanyou continued his ministration as one of his hands came up and palmed her breast while his other hand continued to gently pluck at her clit driving her towards the end of forever.

“Ka…go...me,” he hissed as he rolled against her while the ties of ecstasy that held him entranced loosened even more.

His world, all that he knew, exploded around him causing him to hiss a string of incoherent things as he fell forward on top of her, his toes curling, and his hips spasmodically thrusting into her.

Inuyasha pushed back, repositioned her legs so that they were laying together between his spread legs and pushed up, balancing his weight on his hands as his hip rocked into her again and again bringing her closer to her orgasm.

Kagome reached back, grabbed his ass, hissed his name, told him to take what he wanted as long as he made her his while the walls of her hidden treasure sucked possessively against him, taunting him, teasing him, and enticing him.

She rose up against his groin as her eyes closed, as the world around her exploded time and time again. Every nerve in her body was alive with such life that she couldn't think, couldn't react, couldn't move, so she took everything he threw at her and then some, allowing him to claim her repeatedly.

Relaxing, the hanyou laid forward onto her back as the last of his semen spilled into the condom and the last of her orgasm dwindled down to mere trembles. His hips jerked forward a few more times as he whispered breathlessly, “…definitely the devil in disguise.”

Kagome laughed weakly as he slowly pulled out of her and rolled to the side. Moaning as the loss of his body heat assailed her, she sighed and reached for him, but he stopped her by grabbing her hand.

“Don't you touch me ever again,” he ordered weakly, his eyes half closed.

Kagome stared at him, a hurt expression on her face. “What? Why would you say something like that to me?”

Interlacing his fingers with hers, he tried to keep her at a distance as he responded, “You…you do something to me, wench, and I don't like it. It's like…It's like I don't have fucking control over myself.”

Realizing what he was saying, Kagome smiled. He was actually giving her a damn fine compliment in a roundabout way, but it was a compliment just the same. Staring down at him, she whispered softly as she tightened her hold on his hand, “Well, Takahashi, the feeling is mutual.”

Sighing heavily, the hanyou shook his head and snorted in a manner befitting someone that had just been defeated as he reached up and pulled her down to him so that her head was cuddled in the crook of his neck.

He didn't know what the hell this meant, but he knew that whole spiel that he'd just given her about being friends and taking things one day at a time was drivel. There wasn't a chance in hell that he was going to allow her to do what they had just done or what they had done the night before with anyone else.

As she wrapped her arm around his chest and pulled the covers up so that it was covering the both of them, Inuyasha kissed her on the forehead seconds before his eyes closed lethargically. His final thought before he fell into a blissful sleep, It'll be a cold day in hell before I let that happen.

Until Next Time… (Your .02 cents is greatly appreciated.)

Next Chapter: Playing Hooky

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