InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inuyasha ❯ Inuyahsa ( Chapter 11 )

Her scent was suffocating him, and he wouldn't have minded dying right there with her legs wrapped around his head. She squirmed and teetered under him, screaming his name and begging him to never stop. His tongue acquired a mechanical will of its own and streamed over every inch of her like the motion of delicate brushstrokes.

 

As he lapped at her, he relished in the syrup that her body created for him, mixed with her exertion and lust. She cooed for him, and with each of his wet touches, her vocal cords would emulate the strings of a harp. He had heard sounds come from Kagome's mouth that he had only dreamt about. And they were all for him.

 

He stabbed his tongue into her core, twirling around the walls of her insides. She bucked into him with unbearable want. He gripped tightly onto her thrashing thighs and continued to treat her, holding onto her scent and fluids as long as he could. She had come four times for him, and with this addiction, he only wanted more. With time capturing him in this extraordinary moment, he couldn't imagine the air without Kagome's scent crawling into his senses. He growled.

 

She laughed in raw pleasure. Her energy was waning, but her arousal was not. What was wrong with her? It was as if she was in some kind of heat. He feared that maybe the only way to purge this strange sickness was to bed her through and through. He would volunteer, of course, if that was their last option. However, he didn't like the idea of mating her when Naraku was still at large. More importantly, she was under some strange influence, and he wanted her acceptance of him to be real.

 

He just wasn't sure of her feelings for him.

 

He mentally shook away all his analytical thoughts, and he continued to dance around her delicate flesh with his tongue. His cheek muscles were starting to strain, but he persevered. To touch Kagome like this was an honor to him.

 

He lightly traced the tip of his tongue over her bundle of nerves. She let out a screeching moan. Her legs jerked around his face and then as he continued to feed from her, he felt a sugary substance float over his lips.

 

She had come once again. Her chest heaved up and down, and she looked at him in the eyes as he lifted his head up to see her. She panted heavily, sweat running like clear oil down the sides of her face. Her black hair caked in odd patterns over her damp skin. He licked his lips of the remaining traces of her.

 

She threw her head back in exhaustion. He crawled over to her on his forearms, not losing contact with her gaze. Her flushed face and heaving form was a sight to be remembered indeed. He collapsed next to her, resting his head on her shoulder. She felt his hot breath blanket the left side of her body. She reached up her hand and started running her fingers through his hair.

 

"Kagome, are you okay now?" Koga asked with heavy breaths.

 

Kagome shut her eyes momentarily and nodded. "Yeah..." she said distantly, still recovering from the after shocks that would sporadically quake through her nerves. "I think, whatever it is... is gone." He sighed somewhat in relief. He didn't know if the muscles in his mouth and tongue could take anymore. They had been at this most of the night. He could smell the morning dew starting to form outside the cave. Then, he heard her add. "For now, anyway."

 

He shivered in shock and delight. If he was just able to rest for say, oh, five minutes, then he'd be up and running again ready to go down on her for another five or so times in a row. He let a goofy smirk surface through his reserves.

 

Kagome caught his smile, and she laughed. "Oh, so, I'm guessing you enjoyed yourself?"

 

He stroked her shoulder with one of his callused fingers. He looked up at her with clear blue eyes. His grin grew twice as goofy. "You have no idea."

 

She let out a defeated laugh and stared at the cave's ceiling. "Koga, what the hell is wrong with me? I'm not normally like this at all!"

 

He was just going to shrug off her comment, but her voice was serious. Her eyes gazed off far away searching for some invisible meaning.

 

"I don't know," he said, offering her little comfort.

 

She sighed. He saw her brows furrow in mild anger. "I don't want Sesshoumaru's prophecy to be true. I'll have to find out the source of it. If we're lucky, we can find the monk that authenticated the prophecy."

 

Koga shook his head. "Wait...what? What prophecy?"

 

Kagome blinked at him. "Oh, that's right. I didn't get to tell you." She had been so swept up in her strange passionate emotions that she forgot to tell him why Sesshoumaru kidnapped her. She blushed. "Oh, well, the reason he kidnapped me was because of some prophecy that he found out about me." She gulped as Koga stared at her in silence allowing her to continue. "Well, you see, he wanted to make me his mate."

 

"WHAT!?" Koga fumed, jumping up from his spot and getting ready to jet out the cave in a blind fury.

 

"Wait, Koga, listen!" Kagome yelled, tugging on his arm. She almost lost the train of thought as her senses realized that he was naked in front of her and his "thing" was flopping right in front of her nose. She turned a deeper crimson and shook the thoughts from her head. She said rather loudly, "He only seems to think that a child by me will be the most powerful demon in Japan. He says he has found authentic documents from a long time ago that predict my arrival in feudal Japan. He says that I am the Madonna of Youkai, and that whoever mates with me will be powerful as well as have a powerful heir."

 

"WHAT? This sounds like bullshit," Koga snarled. "What the fuck is that guy trying to pull?"

 

"I know it sounds nuts, but he says that Naraku is after me too for the same reason!" Koga's angry expression fell into shock and worry.

 

"What? Naraku knows about this prophecy too?" Koga asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He couldn't believe anything anymore.

 

"I know it sounds insane, but that prophecy would explain a lot of weird things that are happening. I mean, look at the way you and Inu Yasha have been fighting over me?"

 

"But Kagome, that's normal," Koga quipped, and he did not like the fact that she was writing off his behavior as some foolish prophecy. He really did care about her, prophecy or not.

 

"No, I know it's normal. Yet, it's much worse than usual. Ever since we encountered that icky sludge demon, things have gotten really..." she paused, and he saw her face flush. "...sexual."

 

"Hrm..." he nodded thoughtfully, scratching his chin.

 

"And now, Naraku and Sesshoumaru are after me! You'd think this was some weird demon mating season thing," she huffed, and then she noticed he seemed offended. "Um...no offense."

 

"And..." she added as long as he was still silent contemplating things. "Not only that, but look at how I'm acting. I'm a fifteen-year old girl, and according to the people of this time, pure and powerful enough to be considered a shrine maiden, emphasis on the 'maiden' part you see...meaning that I'm not really supposed to be running around acting on these crazy feelings"

 

"But you're not running around," Koga defended her. "You're just acting upon them with me." He scrutinized her face and looked deeply into her eyes so he could spot a lie. "Right?"

 

"Well, yeah, that's true. But when Inu Yasha or Sesshoumaru touched me, I still felt hot. I mean, my mind was in a serious battle with my body. My mind knew it was wrong, but my body didn't care."

 

Koga froze. "Wait...Dog breath touched you?" He asked jealously. Kagome winced. Did he see the real problem here? His rivalry with Inu Yasha was not the issue.

 

Kagome sighed and nodded.

 

"When?" he snarled.

 

"Um..well, it was the morning after we had that night together. I woke and found you missing, so I went and looked for the signal of your shards. He caught me while I was watching you at the waterfall." He gave her a shocked look, and she made an "eep" sound and brought her hands roughly over her mouth. She felt embarrassed as she just revealed her secret of peeping on him in the waterfall. 'Gees, Kagome, he would be better off not knowing that.'

 

He smirked seductively. "You were spying on me?" He leaned in to her and nuzzled his nose with hers. "Naughty girl."

 

She gulped, and as he was about to kiss her, she felt her juices stirring between her legs again. She swiftly pushed him away. "Stop that or I won't be able to control myself!" She barked at him.

 

He didn't know whether or not to be insulted because she pushed him away or flattered that he made her feel that way. He subdued his carnal impulses and reluctantly nodded in affirmation.

 

"Good, now, we have to find out what's going on. Will you help me out, Koga?" He nodded seriously. Kagome looked determined as a plan was forming in her brain. "Now, if Naraku is after me, we're just going to have to discourage him from wanting to mate with me. I don't think we can just outrun him. I think he's too powerful for that."

 

"Then what?" Koga asked, dumb to her intentions.

 

She flashed him a confident smile. "We have to outsmart him."

 

"But how is he going to not want to mate with you anymore? It's not like you can roll around in dung and then make him so disgusted that he doesn't want you." She gave him an exasperated look. "You know, he could always wash you off if you do that."

 

"I'm not going to do THAT!" Kagome yelled at him. Koga backed off in defeat.

 

'Idiot,' Kagome thought suddenly. But then she smiled inwardly that he was a cute sexy idiot. She shook those distracting thoughts from her head. 'Man, I am going mental.'

 

"Think about it, Koga! Naraku is a demon. What is the only way a demon would refuse to mate a woman?" Kagome asked him. She gave him a few minutes to think about this. Koga may be sexy, but sometimes he was so dense.

 

"Well, if a male demon likes a female demon but can't mate her, then the only possible reason would be that she was already mated," he said knowingly. She fell silent, but her face produced a wide grin.

 

Koga looked at her dumbfounded.

 

"Exactly," she said, tracing a circle delicately over his bare chest. Her touches started to make him shiver.

 

"But Kagome, I thought you said we couldn't..."

 

She put her finger over his lips to halt his speech. "Shh.." She said seductively. "We're not going to yet." He heard the "yet" and his ears twitched. 'Okay, Koga, mental note.' "You see, we're going to fool him into thinking I'm your mate."

 

Koga shook his head. He didn't understand where she was going with this. "Kagome, you don't understand. You just can't "fake" being mated to a demon. There has to be a visible mark and the scent of a consummation."

 

She shrugged her shoulders happily. "No problem."

 

Koga's jaw dropped. "Do you mean me to ..."consummate" with you?" His voice was shaky with some hopeful joy waiting within his loins.

 

Kagome shook her head. "Nope." Koga's heart plummeted. "We're going to make it APPEAR that we've consummated. And as for the mating mark, that's easy."

 

"Easy?" he said with a hoarse voice.

 

"Yep," she said, craning her neck to the side. She looked up at him as he stared at her delicious white flesh. He licked his lips.

 

"Can you puncture two holes in my neck with your claws? If it's not your teeth, then you can't call it a mating mark, can you?" Kagome asked. He started to consider her plan.

 

"But my scent won't be in the wound. It needs to be there to be convincing," he countered.

 

"Well, just lick it or something," Kagome replied. "As long as it's not your bite mark we're not "officially" mated are we?" He shook his head. "And if you puncture my skin and then put your scent there, it at least LOOKS like we've mated."

 

"I guess so," he said reluctantly. "But he may be able to smell that there has been no consummation. The mating mark won't matter much if you are still untouched as well."

 

Kagome laughed. Koga swore he heard some viciousness in her voice. What was this girl scheming? She winked at him. She threw her arms around his neck and said sweetly. "Well, he's just going to have to "catch us in the act" down in the hot spring, now isn't he?"

 

Koga's jaw dropped again. Was this a weird dream he was having? Kagome was definitely not herself, and he was almost afraid of the endeavors she wanted him to engage in. He swallowed a forming lump.

 

"In the act?" He repeated. He just wanted to make sure he heard her right. She nodded excitedly.

 

"Yes, we'll wait for him in the hot spring. When he seems to be getting closer, we can fake the mating mark, and then just sit there pawing each other a bit to convince him that we did it. Then when he sees us in there, he'll be mad, but hey, he won't be after me anymore if he sees that I'm yours. And we can tell him he's too late too, that you've already claimed me. The steam from the hot spring will nullify most of our scents automatically, and he won't be able to really tell if I'm untouched or not."

 

Koga's lip quivered. His senses felt so overloaded by her plan that he was left speechless.

 

"So, what do you think? Should we do it?" Kagome asked confidently. He nodded dutifully.

 

She cheered, bounced to her feet and gathered her clothes, swiftly putting them on. She didn't care how they looked on her or if they were inside out, she was just going to take them off anyway. She waved her hand at her stunned companion. "Come on, Koga. I'll race you to the hot spring!"

 

 

 

 

 

They swam in the warm spring, laughing and swatting water at each other like innocent children. Koga circled around her, watching her intently as Kagome dipped her head into the water and then smoothed out her newly wet hair. She sighed with some relief.

 

"Wow, this feels great," she purred, hugging herself as the warm water snuggled against her body. Koga gave her a predatory look and continued to circle her in the water. He laughed lightly at her statement, but he was barely paying attention to her words. He was more concerned about how the water glistened on her naked body before him.

 

She giggled innocently, "Oh, wow, if my friends only knew I had gone skinny dipping with a guy." She realized he was staring at her, not saying a word. She blushed. "Um, what I mean is, this is my first time with a guy in a hot spring. So much for my modesty."

 

"Kagome, you no longer have to be modest with me. We've shared so much together already," he said soothingly, advancing closer to her.

 

"Hrmm..yes, you are right. In a way, it's rather frightening to me. All these feelings I'm having, the reactions of my body, it all really seems like I'm growing up into a woman. I'm not thinking of the same things as I did a year ago. Everything seems so different," she said softly. Then she frowned. Koga sped up to get closer to her out of concern. "I know I'm not really a woman yet, and I feel like some of this is all wrong." She hugged herself. There was no way that she was cold among this steaming hot spring.

 

Koga swam up from behind her and embraced her. She felt his chin rest on her shoulder. She instinctively leaned into him.

 

She felt his breath on her ear. "Stop saying that, Kagome. There's nothing more natural than what we're doing."

 

His voice tiptoed over her skin setting fires in her pores. She felt heat bottle up in her cheeks. "Still..." she tried to to come up with a reply to his reasoning, but she couldn't find the words. His embrace was so loving that it felt too good to argue with him. She closed her eyes and enjoyed his closeness.

 

Finally he said. "Is there any chance, after all this, that you'll seriously be my woman? Have you ever thought about accepting me as your mate."

 

She felt that it wasn't fair of him to ask her this. He held her captive within his strong arms and captivating heat. She melted to him.

 

"I haven't had many thoughts other than about what we did last," she admitted with embarrassment. "As far as long term goals, my body or mind hasn't allowed myself to think that way." She turned around to face him. She drank in his eyes. "All I've wanted to do since you first kissed me was throw away everything and run off with you. I didn't really care about afterwards."

 

He was speechless, and in effect, he was trying to hold back all his animalistic urges to give her the gift of her desires. Sensibly, he knew they shouldn't. He felt her scoot closer to him, her wet flesh squeaking flush against his. As they continued to look at each other, their eyes searching for affirmations of the desires of their bodies. Their answers were blockaded by their sensibilities, and all they could muster was intense gazes and light touches.

 

Suddenly, Koga let his arms wrap around her small frame. His motion to bring him closer into her chest pushed the waves away from between them. The waters rippled around them as their bodies began to move.

 

He licked his lips, and Kagome averted her gaze momentarily, only to return as if that second away from his eyes made her lonely. He lightly bucked into her. She let out a slight moan as she felt his hot grooved flesh rub against her in the slick waters.

 

He braved a motion and bent down lightly and nipped her bottom lip, and then he suddenly retreated, his body bouncing with the stirring waters. Her body seemed to resonate with his. She gasped and then exhaled. He had dipped his head down into the groove of her collarbone and began sucking at her flesh, grazing it with his fangs. Her fingers shivered as she absently ran them throw his wild black hair.

 

He dipped further, weakly biting on her nipple and then retreating. He pushed his body harder against hers. She moaned out his name.

 

Her mind was hazy, and she was beginning to lose concentration. She panted. "Koga, we can't ...do much..."

 

His moan vibrated against her skin. Goose bumps formed on her shoulders. "I know, but you look so good. It's so hard for me to control myself." He inhaled heavily as if it was his last breath on earth. His eyes rolled back into his head as he struggled with the harbinger of ecstasy. He impulsively rubbed his arousal against her in sync with the rippling currents of the water. He buried his head into the crook of her shoulder. "Gods, Kagome, you don't know how much it's killing me not to just stick it into you. I'd rather be mangled by Kagura than endure this torture any longer."

 

"Please," she begged, feeling her own body betray her. She, too, rocked into him. He groaned. "Just a little longer. We can focus." She rubbed his shoulders soothingly. "Can you smell Naraku coming after me at all?"

 

He shook his head to regain his concentration. He sniffed, trying to expel her strong musk from his nostrils and pin point the evil hanyou's distinctive smell. He nodded frantically. "Yeah, I smell him. He's descending on our position pretty fast."

 

"Good," she said. Now when he's within range of smelling my blood, I want you to pierce me with your claws," she moaned when she felt him rub his chest roughly against her breasts. "Can you do that?"

 

He nodded as they continued to slide fluidly and hungrily against each other. Then, unintentionally, the head of his arousal found its way on its own and rubbed against her core. She screamed quickly, huffing against him.

 

"Don't do that," she scolded, but her body felt the opposite of her words. Koga panted, his tongue drooping slightly from the side of his mouth.

 

"Sorry," was all he could say among the suffocating passion. He sniffed lightly, and then he gasped. "It's time. Are you ready?"

 

She craned her neck and pursed her lips in concentration at the inevitable pain. Koga felt weak that he was going to have to hurt her.

 

"Kagome...are you sure...?"

 

"Just do it!" she snapped, and when she felt his tip find her core again, she moved slightly away. "Not that! The mark! Now, Koga!"

 

Tightly but lovingly, he held her flush against his body with one strong arm, and then, with two outstretched fingers, he brought the other arm down swiftly and accurately. His heart quaked at the sound of her scream as his claws sunk into her soft flesh. He could taste her salty tears among the rising heat of the hot spring. He nuzzled the wound and repeatedly whispered apologizes. Her pained cries seemed to lessen as he began to lap up her blood.

 

With the scent of her blood in his nose and its taste on his tongue, he could hardly hold back his inhibitions anymore. She whined and panted under his care, and she leaned into him submissively. It was so close to mating that every cell in his body wanted to throw away all the caution and take her now. His breath wavered unevenly. Then suddenly, his sliding motions against her body became more rapid, emulating the actual act. He struggled to keep his hardness from reaching her, and he would only graze the sensitive parts around her womanhood.

 

Kagome moaned. She felt weak to him, and she started to give into her own desires. She knew they were only supposed to fake it, and Naraku was closing in on them. She could sense his shards. It wouldn't be long till he got here, interrupted them, and then their passion could be nullified with adrenaline to defend against Naraku.

 

Still...with Koga wildly rubbing against her, growling and gnashing his face against her skin, she was beginning to feel helpless to her own womanly lust. She rubbed invitingly against Koga's heat under the water. He groaned even fiercer.

 

'What could it hurt...' she thought.

 

'...to just stick it in!' Koga's mind screamed.

 

"Kagome, just let me, only once, please..." he begged, his grinding against her body slowing to turn into a readied pose. He just needed permissible nod. Just one.

 

When she nodded, he almost felt he died and was grabbed by some otherworldly force. His whole body shivered in victory. As he was inching toward her enterance, he was stopped by an odious interruption.

 

The two of them snapped their heads in the direction of their intruder. They were expecting him, but they were shocked anyway. Because if his arrival had been delayed another moment, they would have truly consummated, abandoning all their initial reasoning.

 

They should have been grateful that Naraku interrupted them. However, their bodies howled internally at such a crime.

 

"Well, what do we have here?" Usually, Naraku showed his enemies his confident smile, but his face contorted in pure displeasure. His eyes traveled to the blood on Koga's lips. Kagome huddled behind him, and he caught a glimpse of two bloody punctures on her shoulder. He could smell their musky scents saturated in the vapors of the hot spring. His eyes flashed red in anger.

 

"Boy, what have you done with the miko?" He snarled at him. He wanted the truth to be different than what he was witnessing.

 

Koga stepped confidently out of the hot spring with Kagome shrouded behind him. He locked his icy gaze with Naraku and gave him a cocky smile. He laughed.

 

Kagome rustled around behind him and hurriedly grabbed their clothes. Naraku did not watch her, but instead, he kept his furious gaze on the wolf misfit.

 

"Hehe...what's it to you? Kagome is my woman, and now I made it official," Koga held out his arm to make a motion to defend her. "She is now my mate."

 

"Bastard!" Naraku flared, and he lunged at him. Koga, who was still in his birthday suit, met his lunge adversarily. He slashed at Naraku's face. He smiled confidently as he cut him into pieces.

 

His smile vanished when a puppet dolls appeared where his foe had been. It was a trick.

 

Kagome screamed behind him. He turned around frantically and saw Kagome being lifted into the air by Naraku's floating baboon pelt. Kagome, who thankfully had her clothes on, was pounding at her captor with much ferocity. Although her attempts to free herself from him were futile.

 

She heard Koga scream her name. She turned around, only to see her surroundings move swiftly to the sides of her. Koga's form became tinier and then finally disappeared as Naraku carried her away.

 

She slumped with defeat into her captor's arms. She gave him a vicious look.

 

"You jerk! Take me back to Koga!" She punched his mask. Her weak swing had no effect on him. He laughed in spite of her efforts.

 

"I don't think so, my little miko," he sniffed the air. Then he laughed. "I did interrupt something, but I got there just in time."

 

She froze in fear. "Wha--what are you talking about?"

 

"Don't play dumb. He was about to take your innocence, but I interrupted. At first, I thought he had, but after we left that hot spring, then I found out for sure."

 

He let the mask fall away as he looked into her shocked eyes with his sadistic violet ones. She outwardly shivered. He was tantalized by the fear rolling of her skin. He licked his lips. "I still have a chance."

 

"Yeah right! I'd rather die than give you "a chance!" she said defiantly, still whacking at his face with her fist. Her motions did not phase him. He grabbed her wild hand and supported her body with his other as they flew over the countryside. His iron grip on her arm made her feel more than submissive, but it didn't stop her from glaring at him.

 

She made a noise in her throat and spit in his face. He wrinkled his nose in irritation. As he held her hand and her waist, he could not remove the spittle from his eye. He groaned in annoyance.

 

Then suddenly the wind picked up. Kagome screamed as she felt her body being pulled into some unknown destination. Naraku turned his head around to see the origin of the strong winds. The damnable monk was riding the fire cat and coming toward him. Miroku had unsealed his kazaana, using it to get Naraku's attention. Naraku's grip was momentarily softened on Kagome as Miroku distracted him. Kagome squirmed and thrashed, finally freeing herself from his grip as he tried to maintain balance among the chaotic winds of the void. He felt stupid for not bringing his poison insects with him.

 

Kagome screamed as she descended to the earth. She would rather fall to her death than be forced into Naraku's bed. The wind was beginning to calm down slightly, and the cool breeze felt fresh against her hot skin.

 

When she closed her eyes, she was on the verge of abandoning her will to live and accept her fate of smacking flat against the ground. However, she felt strong arms catch her, and then she felt the support of fur and cloth against her bare thighs.

 

"Lady Kagome, are you alright?" His voice felt like silk being pulled from within her ears.

 

"Miroku?" she asked, still confused that she was still alive and her body wasn't a mangled heap on the ground. Wasn't she just falling from the sky? "Did you save me?"

 

He nodded and gave her a warm smile. She sighed in relief.

 

"Thank you!" She said, and fell limply against part of Kirara's pelt and most of Miroku's legs. "I'm saved."

 

Yet, she wondered how true that was as Miroku looked down at her with a sly grin. She felt his hand rub against her thigh. Her eyes snapped open, and she gave him a look of warning.

 

"Hey...perv! Knock that off," and she readied her fist into a graceful right hook. He grabbed her hand mid-air and bent down and captured her lips in a kiss. She made an audible sound of struggle, but it did not work. Miroku was not letting her go.

 

She felt the voice in her head sigh in frustration. 'I swear, I'm totally cursed!'

 

TBC...