InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Its Just The Beginning ❯ Chapter 17
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By: Tory 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.29.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 460 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.29.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 460 | Status: Work In Progress
Kouga glanced over his shoulder, a little startled when he felt Kagome’s cool hand slide over his shoulders, kneading the tensed muscles. “What’s wrong?” She murmured.
He sighed, the sound barely audible. “It’s been two months and there hasn’t been a word about Kumiko.” Normally, he wouldn’t have given a damn. Kumiko, though, he was something to worry about.
“Kouga, maybe he really did give it up. I know it was hard on him but maybe he realized…It’s been two months. I think that by now, he would have come back. Especially when you weren’t here.” It didn’t make sense why he wouldn’t have acted out by now. He’d had plenty of chances. She continued the gentle movement on his muscles, pressing her thumbs into the tense flesh until she felt them slowly begin to ease. What she didn’t know was that her innocent administrations had Kouga gritting his teeth. She was so close and he could feel the heat rising up from her. He could smell her. So intoxicating.
He had made sure that she slept in the cave with him—every night—and now she didn’t bother trying to talk him out of it. He wanted her by his side so he could watch her every second. It was nice to fall asleep with his body curled around hers. Especially on those cold nights. He always pulled her body tight against his, rubbing his chin against her shoulder. Every night he would kiss the slope of her shoulder and ask, “Sleep with me?” She knew what kind of sleep he meant. The kind that didn’t involve sleep. Why didn’t she just say yes? What was holding her back? She was scared. The terrifying thought was always with her? She was growing to care too much for him. What if he left again and this time, he didn’t survive? And what if he did come back?
He lifted his hand and captured her and brought it up over his shoulder and kissed her knuckles. His tongue slid between two of her fingers in a subtle caress. “I have some things I have to take care of for the next few days. I’m leaving tonight but I’ll be back by the end of the day…” He bit her finger lightly and then slid his tongue over the sting. He stood up and turned, her hands falling off his shoulders. She didn’t stand a chance when he swooped down on her. His arm snagged her waist, pulling her up tight against him. He kissed her soundly, his tongue thrusting past her lips. He took her breath and gave her his, everything that he was. Leaving her breathless. When he pulled back, he was smiling.
“Just a little something to remember while I’m gone…”
It left her thinking, alright. He knew it. No one kissed like Kouga. That kiss had been on her mind for five days. She took care of the things that needed to be done while he was gone. Lying in the pallet of furs that night, five days after Kouga had left, she felt a slight movement beside her turned, opening her sleep glazed eyes. “No, Mai. You’re a big girl.” For once Mai listened and Kagome was glad. She watched as Mai slipped back into her own little sleeping place and within minutes all was quiet. She felt herself dozing, her eyes sliding shut as shadows moved on the outside.
The shadows moved again, blending in with the surroundings. They paused every now and then and then there was movement again. Kumiko stared at the entrance to the cave and then at the sutra in his hands. Delicate black writing marked the thin, white paper. It was long and slender and he stared in glee and malice at the darkened entrance of the cave. Kouga was gone and this would be the ultimate revenge. Kouga wasn’t here to stop him. After he had left he had come across a village and the plan came to him. Luck had him finding at old Priest and oh, the idea was perfect. He had come to the Priest, his eyes filled with sorrow. “You must help me.” He had pleaded. “I don’t know what else I can do to save her. Every time I come close the powers she holds stops me from helping her as only I can…” The Priest had looked at him with sympathy and wisdom. What a fool. The Priest had given him a sutra to keep her powers under control. She couldn’t use them against him.
He smiled as his thoughts whirled, his body growing hard. He thought of the sweetness of her body wrapped around his as he thrust into her…He was careful—quiet—as he walked towards the entrance. He didn’t disturb even a twig. He stopped at her side; saw her still form beneath the furs. Kouga’s bed. His lips curled back in a silent snarl. That should have been his bed. If all of this had been his, Kagome wouldn’t be alone right now. He would be taking her every second of the night, showing her who was in control. His heart began to pound as he eased down beside her. He slid his hand down her bare arm and smiled as she turned towards him. He laid full length beside her and drew her body against his. He almost came at just the feel of her body against his. He wanted her so bad. He wanted to hurry, to bury his body in hers but he couldn’t do that yet. She whispered something then. One word. Fury burst through him.
“Kouga.”
“Guess again, bitch.” He hissed out and crawled on top of her. She was wearing some kind of shirt, the fur soft. Probably Kouga’s! He jerked her legs apart and dropped his weight between her legs, jerking her shirt up. He was rough, his claws digging into her hips. He watched as her eyes flew open at the rough caresses. Realization flared in her eyes. He felt the sharp indrawn breath, saw her eyes widen. He smiled. “Didn’t think I would be back, did you?” He could feel the energy gathering around her. He felt her hands slam against his chest, saw a small light beginning to grow. “Not this time.” He snarled, his eyes intent. This time, he was in control. He watched in smug satisfaction as he pressed the sutra against her chest. They both heard a sizzling sound but Kagome was the one who felt it.
Lightening flew through her body, so strong that for a moment her entire body went numb. Her hands fell from his chest and she vaguely felt him moving. Sliding over her body. What was he doing? Oh God, she couldn’t move, couldn’t summon the power to do anything! He shifted position and she felt a fiery pain as his hips slammed against hers hard, forcing the entire length of his cock into her unprepared body. She wanted to scream but couldn’t even manage that. He grunted above her, his face straining as he started pumping into her furiously. He was angry and pleased at the same time. He knew she would have screamed but no sound emerged. She couldn’t even move. Revulsion and fear crossed her face, flashing through her eyes as she lay helpless beneath him. He was hurting her with his strength and he reveled in that as he slammed into her over and over again.
He slammed her once, her head jerking to the side from the impact. “That’s for choosing Kouga.” He panted out.
He failed to hear the sounds from outside. So intent on reaching release, he didn’t hear the curses outside, or the sound of a fist connecting with flesh. Something—someone—hit the outside of the cave wall and then a large growl rose up behind him and his body was abruptly jerked off hers. The movement jerked him out of her body just as painfully as he had entered. Kagome just lie there, unable to move. Her legs were open, her knees bent before they slowly strained and sank to the fur bed. She stared helplessly, unable to move, as an enraged Kouga dragged Kumiko backwards by his hair.
The look on his face held murder. He was furious. His eyes held black menace and he didn’t say one word. He just threw Kumiko up against the wall. He drew his fist back and punched Kumiko in the nose. Blood spurted just like it had last time but this time, Kouga didn’t stop. He slammed his fist again. And again. Kumiko’s head slammed back against the wall repeatedly and he began wheezing. There was an audible crack as his skull hit the wall again. She must have made a sound because Kouga stopped, his fist clenched. The next thing she knew, she was in his arms. He removed the sutra and a shudder wracked her body. And then another. A sob escaped before she could stop it and from the corner of her eyes she could see Kumiko’s body being dragged out.
He pulled her shirt down and then wrapped his arms around her body. “God, Kagome. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He whispered, his voice tortured.
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He sighed, the sound barely audible. “It’s been two months and there hasn’t been a word about Kumiko.” Normally, he wouldn’t have given a damn. Kumiko, though, he was something to worry about.
“Kouga, maybe he really did give it up. I know it was hard on him but maybe he realized…It’s been two months. I think that by now, he would have come back. Especially when you weren’t here.” It didn’t make sense why he wouldn’t have acted out by now. He’d had plenty of chances. She continued the gentle movement on his muscles, pressing her thumbs into the tense flesh until she felt them slowly begin to ease. What she didn’t know was that her innocent administrations had Kouga gritting his teeth. She was so close and he could feel the heat rising up from her. He could smell her. So intoxicating.
He had made sure that she slept in the cave with him—every night—and now she didn’t bother trying to talk him out of it. He wanted her by his side so he could watch her every second. It was nice to fall asleep with his body curled around hers. Especially on those cold nights. He always pulled her body tight against his, rubbing his chin against her shoulder. Every night he would kiss the slope of her shoulder and ask, “Sleep with me?” She knew what kind of sleep he meant. The kind that didn’t involve sleep. Why didn’t she just say yes? What was holding her back? She was scared. The terrifying thought was always with her? She was growing to care too much for him. What if he left again and this time, he didn’t survive? And what if he did come back?
He lifted his hand and captured her and brought it up over his shoulder and kissed her knuckles. His tongue slid between two of her fingers in a subtle caress. “I have some things I have to take care of for the next few days. I’m leaving tonight but I’ll be back by the end of the day…” He bit her finger lightly and then slid his tongue over the sting. He stood up and turned, her hands falling off his shoulders. She didn’t stand a chance when he swooped down on her. His arm snagged her waist, pulling her up tight against him. He kissed her soundly, his tongue thrusting past her lips. He took her breath and gave her his, everything that he was. Leaving her breathless. When he pulled back, he was smiling.
“Just a little something to remember while I’m gone…”
It left her thinking, alright. He knew it. No one kissed like Kouga. That kiss had been on her mind for five days. She took care of the things that needed to be done while he was gone. Lying in the pallet of furs that night, five days after Kouga had left, she felt a slight movement beside her turned, opening her sleep glazed eyes. “No, Mai. You’re a big girl.” For once Mai listened and Kagome was glad. She watched as Mai slipped back into her own little sleeping place and within minutes all was quiet. She felt herself dozing, her eyes sliding shut as shadows moved on the outside.
The shadows moved again, blending in with the surroundings. They paused every now and then and then there was movement again. Kumiko stared at the entrance to the cave and then at the sutra in his hands. Delicate black writing marked the thin, white paper. It was long and slender and he stared in glee and malice at the darkened entrance of the cave. Kouga was gone and this would be the ultimate revenge. Kouga wasn’t here to stop him. After he had left he had come across a village and the plan came to him. Luck had him finding at old Priest and oh, the idea was perfect. He had come to the Priest, his eyes filled with sorrow. “You must help me.” He had pleaded. “I don’t know what else I can do to save her. Every time I come close the powers she holds stops me from helping her as only I can…” The Priest had looked at him with sympathy and wisdom. What a fool. The Priest had given him a sutra to keep her powers under control. She couldn’t use them against him.
He smiled as his thoughts whirled, his body growing hard. He thought of the sweetness of her body wrapped around his as he thrust into her…He was careful—quiet—as he walked towards the entrance. He didn’t disturb even a twig. He stopped at her side; saw her still form beneath the furs. Kouga’s bed. His lips curled back in a silent snarl. That should have been his bed. If all of this had been his, Kagome wouldn’t be alone right now. He would be taking her every second of the night, showing her who was in control. His heart began to pound as he eased down beside her. He slid his hand down her bare arm and smiled as she turned towards him. He laid full length beside her and drew her body against his. He almost came at just the feel of her body against his. He wanted her so bad. He wanted to hurry, to bury his body in hers but he couldn’t do that yet. She whispered something then. One word. Fury burst through him.
“Kouga.”
“Guess again, bitch.” He hissed out and crawled on top of her. She was wearing some kind of shirt, the fur soft. Probably Kouga’s! He jerked her legs apart and dropped his weight between her legs, jerking her shirt up. He was rough, his claws digging into her hips. He watched as her eyes flew open at the rough caresses. Realization flared in her eyes. He felt the sharp indrawn breath, saw her eyes widen. He smiled. “Didn’t think I would be back, did you?” He could feel the energy gathering around her. He felt her hands slam against his chest, saw a small light beginning to grow. “Not this time.” He snarled, his eyes intent. This time, he was in control. He watched in smug satisfaction as he pressed the sutra against her chest. They both heard a sizzling sound but Kagome was the one who felt it.
Lightening flew through her body, so strong that for a moment her entire body went numb. Her hands fell from his chest and she vaguely felt him moving. Sliding over her body. What was he doing? Oh God, she couldn’t move, couldn’t summon the power to do anything! He shifted position and she felt a fiery pain as his hips slammed against hers hard, forcing the entire length of his cock into her unprepared body. She wanted to scream but couldn’t even manage that. He grunted above her, his face straining as he started pumping into her furiously. He was angry and pleased at the same time. He knew she would have screamed but no sound emerged. She couldn’t even move. Revulsion and fear crossed her face, flashing through her eyes as she lay helpless beneath him. He was hurting her with his strength and he reveled in that as he slammed into her over and over again.
He slammed her once, her head jerking to the side from the impact. “That’s for choosing Kouga.” He panted out.
He failed to hear the sounds from outside. So intent on reaching release, he didn’t hear the curses outside, or the sound of a fist connecting with flesh. Something—someone—hit the outside of the cave wall and then a large growl rose up behind him and his body was abruptly jerked off hers. The movement jerked him out of her body just as painfully as he had entered. Kagome just lie there, unable to move. Her legs were open, her knees bent before they slowly strained and sank to the fur bed. She stared helplessly, unable to move, as an enraged Kouga dragged Kumiko backwards by his hair.
The look on his face held murder. He was furious. His eyes held black menace and he didn’t say one word. He just threw Kumiko up against the wall. He drew his fist back and punched Kumiko in the nose. Blood spurted just like it had last time but this time, Kouga didn’t stop. He slammed his fist again. And again. Kumiko’s head slammed back against the wall repeatedly and he began wheezing. There was an audible crack as his skull hit the wall again. She must have made a sound because Kouga stopped, his fist clenched. The next thing she knew, she was in his arms. He removed the sutra and a shudder wracked her body. And then another. A sob escaped before she could stop it and from the corner of her eyes she could see Kumiko’s body being dragged out.
He pulled her shirt down and then wrapped his arms around her body. “God, Kagome. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He whispered, his voice tortured.
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