InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Came to Read, I Stayed to Write ❯ Who's Kissing Kagome? ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: I hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this series of drabbles… especially for the lucky young lady who has so many eligible bachelors eager to win her heart.

 

Author's Note: “The Perfect Kiss” Drabble Challenge was issued for Valentine's Day on Live Journal. Each challenge entry was required to be a perfect drabble—exactly 100 words, no more, no less—and the theme was “kiss.” I'm unapologetically fond of alternate pairings, so I'm going to subject you to my version of Spin the Bottle. In each drabble, Kagome is being kissed… thoroughly… by someone. The only catch is, I don't tell you who's doing the kissing. Can you guess by the cues and clues in each description, who's kissing Kagome? I don't think you'll find it difficult! ׃׃wink׃׃׃

 

Who's Kissing Kagome?

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Kiss #1

ooo

 

 

Smiling into her eyes, he stepped closer, amused when Kagome blushed and ducked her head. With a confident hand he brushed his fingertips across her cheek, then slipped them under her chin, urging her to look up at him. His thumb brushed over her lips, feather-light. Moving so his body was flush with hers, he cupped her jaw gently and lowered his lips to kiss one corner of her mouth. Then the tip of her nose. Then the curve of one cheek. A seduction of tickling touches teased her along until he finally covered her eager lips with his own.

 

 

Kiss #2

ooo

 

 

He picked Kagome right up, pulling her hips flush with his and encouraging her to loop her arms around his neck. Eyes bright with unshakeable admiration, he met her uncertain gaze. His first kiss was unstudied—quick, firm, chaste—and left no doubt to his intentions. Wanting his woman to relax and respond, he began running the flat of his hand over her back in long, soothing strokes. With little nips, he dragged his lips down the line of her neck, then along the underside of her jaw. Their second kiss was wild and sweet—pledging all and promising more.

 

 

Kiss #3

ooo

 

 

Running one hand curiously through her hair, he watched the ebony strands fall between his fingers. Kagome forgot to breathe, and when his cheek brushed against the side of her face, he felt her tremble. He found the rounded curve of her ear and traced with his nose, then sniffed delicately at her bared throat. Drawn to explore further, he reached out to taste her skin. Unhurried, he brought his mouth to hers, flicking small licks across her lips until she yielded, opening to him. Patiently, insistently, he courted her trust and wooed her acceptance. His kiss was his claim.

 

 

 

Kiss #4

ooo

 

He approached her slowly, wary of her temper. Inching forward, his allowed his lips to brush hers swiftly, before pulling back to gauge her reaction. Kagome's eyes shone with surprise, delight, and acceptance. Encouraged, he clasped her to his racing heart. Head bowed over her shoulder, he whispered her name in a voice that trembled. Her small hand found his cheek, and he leaned into her touch; then his lips found hers. He poured all his love and devotion into their caress, and she met him with equal ardor. He was hers. She was his. It would always be so.

 

 

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End Note: For those who appreciate the care given to details, the Author's Note for this drabble collection was also exactly 100 words. ׃׃grin׃׃ And for those who might possibly have been stumped (surely not!), the first kiss was bestowed by our favorite amorous monk, the second by a certain besotted wolf, the third by the taiyoukai of the Western Lands, and the fourth by Kagome's beloved hanyou. Happy Valentine's Day! ~forthright