InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ June Night ❯ June Night ( One-Shot )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Knittingknots 
Written for Iyhedonism's Haiku Challenge. Post Manga, InuYasha and Kagome one night in June after Kagome's return.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 10.06.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 210 | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Written for Iyhedonism's Haiku Challenge. Post Manga, InuYasha and Kagome one night in June after Kagome's return.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 10.06.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 210 | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
June Night
silver half- moon light
danced through the window,
casting deep shadow
her eyes looked upward --
smouldering amber met hers
half hid in silver
something feral, that –
how the heat soared from his eyes
devouring her whole
lips brushed satin lips,
tongue dancing across softness
demanding entry
quickening of breath
evolving into a moan
as tongue met warm skin
triangular ear
flicked at the feather light touch
of soft fingertip
eager hands revealed
pale sweet skin ready to taste
hidden by white silk
fine line of silver:
she reached out softy and touched,
tracking it downward
his hand covered hers
slipping it under obi,
cool touch on hot skin
red and white rustle
the fabric slipping away
as skin sought hot skin
her legs drew him in
wrapping firmly around him
wetly ensnaring
sweet rhythm of life,
this hot pounding together,
hard into softness
crescendoing loud
as she rippled around him –
he howled to the moon
silver half- moon light
danced through the window,
casting deep shadow
her eyes looked upward --
smouldering amber met hers
half hid in silver
something feral, that –
how the heat soared from his eyes
devouring her whole
lips brushed satin lips,
tongue dancing across softness
demanding entry
quickening of breath
evolving into a moan
as tongue met warm skin
triangular ear
flicked at the feather light touch
of soft fingertip
eager hands revealed
pale sweet skin ready to taste
hidden by white silk
fine line of silver:
she reached out softy and touched,
tracking it downward
his hand covered hers
slipping it under obi,
cool touch on hot skin
red and white rustle
the fabric slipping away
as skin sought hot skin
her legs drew him in
wrapping firmly around him
wetly ensnaring
sweet rhythm of life,
this hot pounding together,
hard into softness
crescendoing loud
as she rippled around him –
he howled to the moon