InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If only in my Dreams ❯ Such Sweet Torment ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Neisha 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.24.2006 | Updated On: 08.28.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.24.2006 | Updated On: 08.28.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Hey there all...me again...sorry for the wait, things have been hectic lately and my mind keeps popping up with poetry instead of wording for chapters, but that is no excuse I know...
I still do not own Inuyasha or its characters...oh, and slight SMUT in this chapter...but as always it shall be shorter than we all like it but much to my displeasure it was all I could get done before other things demanded my attention, so I hope it was worth the wait, please review and let me know what you all think, okay...
Chapter 8
Inuyasha watched Kagome, his breath lodged within his chest as he watched with stunned certainty the desire that flooded her face.. there was no mistaking the scent of her arousal, nor the rapid beat of her heart, the rushing of her blood as it raced though her veins. But one thing was certain...whoever she'd been thinking about when he'd found her here chuckling absentmindedly to herself was definitely someone he'd like to beat within an inch of his life...no one should have this effect on her but him...no one should be able to ignite her blood, or light her up with desire with only a mere thought, but he just couldn't figure out who it was that created such a response within her, and he found himself raging with jealousy, his inner demon demanding to take its mate, screaming that no man or demon would possess what it had already deemed as its own...but Inuyasha pushed the thoughts away. There was nothing that could be done about it. He was only a half demon, nothing worthy of her love and desire. And though it broke his heart to think on it, eventually she would take a mate, love him with her body and soul, and leave her half demon to live the duration of his life with nothing but her memory to keep him warm at night. But at least he had his dreams, they were the one place where he could hold her...make love to her, show her all the love he held for her deep within himself. It was the only place where they could be together with no worries of their enemies finding out about them, using their love against them as leverage for whatever damned scheme they were dreaming up. His dreams were his own, something he held close to his heart, his own private heaven where he could love the woman of his dreams...They were his, even if she never would be.
He bent to pick her up careful not to hurt her as he turned and carried her to the rock shelf he'd been using as a chair these last few days. This had become their favorite place as of late, the sunrise holding something special for them both within the new rays of light that seared their way through the darkened land as they lit up the world for their pleasure. It was a new day for them both, a new day dawning for them both to live anew, another day together...and that made it special...and though they had neither spoken their thoughts aloud, it had simply become a silent understanding between them. For the years they had spent together they had come away with an intimate understanding of each other...not in the way of sex, but in the respect that they knew each other, could tell with just a look what mood the other was in, knew their deepest secrets and respectfully kept them. They comforted each other when nothing else could, and that in and of itself was the most amazing thing about their friendship, and though he wouldn't hesitate to claim her as his own, he knew that it would always be an impossibility, the only place he could have her would be in his dreams...if only in his dreams...
She mumbled something incoherent as he bent to place her gently upon the rock shelf, his ears barely hearing the softness of her voice, but his mind still to far lost within its thoughts to properly interpret what it was she had said, but instead of questioning her about it he simply turned and moved toward the rabbits he'd killed for breakfast and began preparing their meal, his mind lost in thoughts as he tried valiantly to ignore the scent of her arousal..
Kagome sat quietly, her mind still trying to process what it had seen in the depths of his gaze only moments ago, but finding nothing but uncertain answers to her questions she finally gave up, deciding not to read more into the situation than there was. He was only trying to keep her from falling flat on her face and breaking her nose...just something else to add to the list of broken body parts that she had seemed suddenly so good at getting. Other than that she'd never have found herself so close to that tempting mouth of his.
She watched as he built the fire up, then placed the meat in to cook. She'd always been amazed at just how adept he was with those sharp claws, perfectly capable of killing, skinning, and cleaning whatever meal they were in need of, able to kill his enemies with only a mere swipe of his wrist, and yet he had never hurt her with them. Well, except for that time with Kaguya, but that hadn't been his fault and therefore didn't count. Her thoughts proceeded to recall how she'd kissed him that day, the softness of his lips beneath hers, the way it felt when he'd kissed her back and how she'd wanted to taste him, to run her tongue along those lush lips...those glistening fangs that had done so much to her within the privacy of her dreams...
Kagome jerked from her thoughts to a softly growling hanyou who still had his back to her, and while she wasn't sure what had caused such a rumble to come from him, she was certain that she was in DESPERATE need of a spring...”Inuyasha...can we find a spring today?...PLEASE!” she begged as she shifted uncomfortably upon the shelf she rested upon, her body suddenly warmer than it had previously been. Had it warmed up suddenly? Perhaps the heat from the fire had simply reached her position by the entrance of the cave...She felt flushed...hot...needy, but what did she need? And for the first time in her young life she wished she could simply throw herself from the lip of the cave and into a glistening pool of icy cold water...to help take her mind from its present thoughts of ravishing a certain silver haired hanyou god..with amazing amber eyes, sharp fangs and claws that would do wonderful things to her heated flesh. She could remember the feel of his muscles as they bunched and released beneath her fingertips as she sat upon his back during their last adventure, remembered the silky caress of his hair as it blew out around them upon the breeze as he ran, his claws lightly grazing the backs of her naked thighs as he held her close to his body...she felt something powerful sear straight through her to pool in her lower stomach, felt twinges of sheer torment light her blood even hotter than it had already been, and she found that if she didn't find something very cold to offset the heat that burned through her she might explode with the sheer want she had for the demon who had so long ago captured her heart and soul...
Inuyasha shifted, his eyes glaring at the rabbit that lay cooking over the fire. He was trying with all his might not to respond to her scent...to forget the desire he'd seen flood her beautiful face, and it took all he had not to make his way back into the warmth of her embrace. He could hear her heart beat as it sped up again, still smell her arousal as it intensified around him, and while it had taken every bit of his will power not to turn and carry her to bed, to not kiss that shimmery, golden skin, or that lush red bottom lip that was still trapped between those pearly white teeth of hers as he braved one quick glance in her direction. Vaguely he heard her mumble something about a spring, and though he knew of one nearby, he seriously doubted that he'd be able to keep his claws to himself once he had her in his arms, especially when her scent kept spiking higher. It was sooooo enticing, beckoning him...calling his demon to take what she offered, seducing his soul, holding within it the promise of heaven...of pleasure...of sweet release.
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I still do not own Inuyasha or its characters...oh, and slight SMUT in this chapter...but as always it shall be shorter than we all like it but much to my displeasure it was all I could get done before other things demanded my attention, so I hope it was worth the wait, please review and let me know what you all think, okay...
Chapter 8
Inuyasha watched Kagome, his breath lodged within his chest as he watched with stunned certainty the desire that flooded her face.. there was no mistaking the scent of her arousal, nor the rapid beat of her heart, the rushing of her blood as it raced though her veins. But one thing was certain...whoever she'd been thinking about when he'd found her here chuckling absentmindedly to herself was definitely someone he'd like to beat within an inch of his life...no one should have this effect on her but him...no one should be able to ignite her blood, or light her up with desire with only a mere thought, but he just couldn't figure out who it was that created such a response within her, and he found himself raging with jealousy, his inner demon demanding to take its mate, screaming that no man or demon would possess what it had already deemed as its own...but Inuyasha pushed the thoughts away. There was nothing that could be done about it. He was only a half demon, nothing worthy of her love and desire. And though it broke his heart to think on it, eventually she would take a mate, love him with her body and soul, and leave her half demon to live the duration of his life with nothing but her memory to keep him warm at night. But at least he had his dreams, they were the one place where he could hold her...make love to her, show her all the love he held for her deep within himself. It was the only place where they could be together with no worries of their enemies finding out about them, using their love against them as leverage for whatever damned scheme they were dreaming up. His dreams were his own, something he held close to his heart, his own private heaven where he could love the woman of his dreams...They were his, even if she never would be.
He bent to pick her up careful not to hurt her as he turned and carried her to the rock shelf he'd been using as a chair these last few days. This had become their favorite place as of late, the sunrise holding something special for them both within the new rays of light that seared their way through the darkened land as they lit up the world for their pleasure. It was a new day for them both, a new day dawning for them both to live anew, another day together...and that made it special...and though they had neither spoken their thoughts aloud, it had simply become a silent understanding between them. For the years they had spent together they had come away with an intimate understanding of each other...not in the way of sex, but in the respect that they knew each other, could tell with just a look what mood the other was in, knew their deepest secrets and respectfully kept them. They comforted each other when nothing else could, and that in and of itself was the most amazing thing about their friendship, and though he wouldn't hesitate to claim her as his own, he knew that it would always be an impossibility, the only place he could have her would be in his dreams...if only in his dreams...
She mumbled something incoherent as he bent to place her gently upon the rock shelf, his ears barely hearing the softness of her voice, but his mind still to far lost within its thoughts to properly interpret what it was she had said, but instead of questioning her about it he simply turned and moved toward the rabbits he'd killed for breakfast and began preparing their meal, his mind lost in thoughts as he tried valiantly to ignore the scent of her arousal..
Kagome sat quietly, her mind still trying to process what it had seen in the depths of his gaze only moments ago, but finding nothing but uncertain answers to her questions she finally gave up, deciding not to read more into the situation than there was. He was only trying to keep her from falling flat on her face and breaking her nose...just something else to add to the list of broken body parts that she had seemed suddenly so good at getting. Other than that she'd never have found herself so close to that tempting mouth of his.
She watched as he built the fire up, then placed the meat in to cook. She'd always been amazed at just how adept he was with those sharp claws, perfectly capable of killing, skinning, and cleaning whatever meal they were in need of, able to kill his enemies with only a mere swipe of his wrist, and yet he had never hurt her with them. Well, except for that time with Kaguya, but that hadn't been his fault and therefore didn't count. Her thoughts proceeded to recall how she'd kissed him that day, the softness of his lips beneath hers, the way it felt when he'd kissed her back and how she'd wanted to taste him, to run her tongue along those lush lips...those glistening fangs that had done so much to her within the privacy of her dreams...
Kagome jerked from her thoughts to a softly growling hanyou who still had his back to her, and while she wasn't sure what had caused such a rumble to come from him, she was certain that she was in DESPERATE need of a spring...”Inuyasha...can we find a spring today?...PLEASE!” she begged as she shifted uncomfortably upon the shelf she rested upon, her body suddenly warmer than it had previously been. Had it warmed up suddenly? Perhaps the heat from the fire had simply reached her position by the entrance of the cave...She felt flushed...hot...needy, but what did she need? And for the first time in her young life she wished she could simply throw herself from the lip of the cave and into a glistening pool of icy cold water...to help take her mind from its present thoughts of ravishing a certain silver haired hanyou god..with amazing amber eyes, sharp fangs and claws that would do wonderful things to her heated flesh. She could remember the feel of his muscles as they bunched and released beneath her fingertips as she sat upon his back during their last adventure, remembered the silky caress of his hair as it blew out around them upon the breeze as he ran, his claws lightly grazing the backs of her naked thighs as he held her close to his body...she felt something powerful sear straight through her to pool in her lower stomach, felt twinges of sheer torment light her blood even hotter than it had already been, and she found that if she didn't find something very cold to offset the heat that burned through her she might explode with the sheer want she had for the demon who had so long ago captured her heart and soul...
Inuyasha shifted, his eyes glaring at the rabbit that lay cooking over the fire. He was trying with all his might not to respond to her scent...to forget the desire he'd seen flood her beautiful face, and it took all he had not to make his way back into the warmth of her embrace. He could hear her heart beat as it sped up again, still smell her arousal as it intensified around him, and while it had taken every bit of his will power not to turn and carry her to bed, to not kiss that shimmery, golden skin, or that lush red bottom lip that was still trapped between those pearly white teeth of hers as he braved one quick glance in her direction. Vaguely he heard her mumble something about a spring, and though he knew of one nearby, he seriously doubted that he'd be able to keep his claws to himself once he had her in his arms, especially when her scent kept spiking higher. It was sooooo enticing, beckoning him...calling his demon to take what she offered, seducing his soul, holding within it the promise of heaven...of pleasure...of sweet release.
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