InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just A Moment ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

FROM THE LAST CHAP:

"What in the world..." She tried to figure out what he was doing. He never took his eyes off her as he headed for the stairs

"Now I think I understand what those 'beds' are for."

NOW:

"What!" Kagome screeched at the top of her lungs. "Put me down, this instant!" She yelled, eyes blazing. He flinched from the onslaught to his poor ears and glared at her.

"Do not yell. I thought you seemed to be thinking the same way as I. You certainly didn't stop me." He was always so cold, she began to wonder why. She was blushing furiously because she knew he was right, until then she hadn't given him any reason to believe that he should stop. He was still holding her in his arms and didn't have any inclination to release her. He didn't want to put her down. They stared angrily at each other for an indefinite amount of time, each deciding that they would win the staring contest. It was Sesshoumaru who finally lost when he closed his eyes to crush their lips together. Her eyes went wide for a moment as she tried to fight him, then slowly closed as she subsided, lost in the kiss. He nibbled hungrily on her lips and slipped his tongue into her warm mouth. She received it and when he drew his tongue back, she followed it with hers, tickling the top of his mouth with the tip of her tongue. She pulled it back and felt his displeasure at her absence.

"Your right, I didn't. But things here in my time are a little different…oh." She uttered the last word lowly, because while she had been speaking Sesshoumaru's hand had wandered to her upper thigh. When she had said that last part he had slid his hand in between them and gently rubbed her special spot. It created tingles that cursed through her and grew at her center. She gasped and gazed at him in wonder. He looked so different; there was a glaze of desire in his eyes, a look close to questioning on his face. When he started back up the stairs she did not object, she couldn't. She watched the look in his eyes, it killed her, that this is what it would take for him to show something other than anger. She pushed up and kissed his jaw and his neck as he walked down the hall to her room. She nipped lightly at his pulse and heard him catch his breath. She grinned, thinking that she caused him to act this way, to be open about what he was feeling at this moment. He opened the door to her room and missed trying to shut it, she watched astonished to see his oh-so-steady hand shake a little. Her own whole body was quaking as he set her down and kissed her passionately, causing her to go weak all over. She pressed her body against his and was glad when he wrapped strong arms around her. She snaked her hands around his neck, and one up into the back of his head to apply pressure there. Her tongue was fighting with his, trying to slip into his mouth, and finally she did and flicked the side of his mouth, and ran her tongue down across his. He lifted her with his arms and, her toes inches above the floor to keep their kiss form ending, advanced toward the bed. Once there he unexpectedly let go of her and she fell backward onto the bed. Her hair was laid out in odd patterns on the bedspread as he just looked at her for a moment. Then he reached down to undo her shirt and skirt. She helped him and she was left there in her dark purple bra and matching G-string that said on it CUTIE. He stared perplexed at these funny garments she wore, and understood suddenly why her breasts had always been so perky. It hid their real size at the same time, holding them in. She sat up and tried to undo the tie on his pants. He growled at her imbecility and she looked up at him with wanting eyes.

"Please," She breathed. He remembered that to her she was not violating any kind of taboo, though when high status youkai mated, the males were very dominant over the females. She had no idea of this so he excused it and allowed her hands to nimbly untie and slide down his pants. He couldn't have stopped her if he wanted. Then suddenly, the world ceased to exist and the only feeling was the intense pleasure. She had stroked him and now she took the head of his erection into her mouth and tickled it with her tongue. He groaned and speared her unruly hair in his fingertips to get a hold of her head, requesting more. She quickly obliged and he extracted his fingers from her hair to grip the bed sheets. She began to take a little more in her mouth, and then pulled back. Over and over she did this, taking more of him into her mouth every time. He growled and kept a low monotone going as she slid back and forth along his penis. Finally she slid all of him into her mouth, but could move no more, and instead used her tongue to do all kinds of exotic wonders to him. He was panting and growling, unable to hide it as he came into her mouth, over and over. Finally he was spent and she slid him out of her mouth. She stared at his humongous size and couldn't believe she had gotten all of that into her mouth. She sat back and watched his face, his closed eyes and open mouth. She never imagined the first time she gave head would be for the Great Demon Lord. She giggled and Sesshoumaru's eyes snapped open.

"Why do you laugh?" The previous look was gone and the old unreadable look had returned. She covered her mouth, and then took her hand away.

"Nothing." She said, trying for innocence. He glared at her and slowly was coming closer and closer to her, until his face was a mere finger space from hers.

"If you think it is funny, perhaps it is your turn." Before she had fully comprehended what he had said, he was kissing her lips again. He moved his hand to her full breast, kept tightly in that weird thing she wore. He was about to cut it, and she realized it. She broke the kiss and reached behind her to unclasp the bra, pulling it away and tossing it in the corner. Her breasts fell out of it and his claws traced light patterns all over them. She gasped and made little noises in her throat. He leaned down and nibbled one before taking it into his mouth and sucking gently. She moaned and he sucked harder, and she just about fell apart. It seemed she would not take much more of this, but she wanted more. Then he pulled his mouth away and he pushed her lightly back onto the bed. He laid his body next to hers and laid his hand flat on her stomach. She waited, hoping, willing him to do something. Finally he did, he slid it lower, and backed off until he was kneeling between her spread legs. She watched him with trust and wonder as he opened her folds with his fingers. He tasted her carefully, trying to decide what he would do next. After teasing with his tongue a bit, he slid two fingers into her tight passageway. She writhed and moaned in ecstasy. She was sure she would never survive this. When his tongue found her little nub of pleasure and began to flick it in rapid strokes, she fell to little pieces. Something built and caused a great pressure and emptiness in her. It built to the point where she couldn't take it anymore and with a scream she climaxed. He licked up her juices as she huffed and gasped on the bed in her first orgasm. Suddenly it occurred to him that this woman was innocent, untouched. He didn't know why it hadn't found its way into his thoughts before now. A protective, warm feeling encompassed him and he let a small smile touch his lips.

She couldn't believe the feeling that cursed through her, beginning at her nerve center. Now she knew what the term `trembling with pleasure' meant. When she opened her eyes she was shocked to see a caring, protective look in his eyes. His lips held the smallest of smiles and she was astonished again. He cared about her? He wanted to protect her? And he was smiling at her! She slowly got over her astonishment and smiled back, full of, well feeling. The smile on his face faltered for a moment as he realized that this helpless girl was smiling at him in such a trusting, warm way. She didn't fear him in the least; she even seemed to hold some sort of feeling for him. He came up to kiss her gently for the first time, realizing all of his other kisses had been possessive and crushing. His kiss was so sweet, not like before, driven by lust, but now it seemed driven by something else. He reached his hand down and gently rubbed the sensual nub between her folds. Already she was feeling the tingles and shivers of need. When he was sure she was ready, he guided his now straining manhood into her well. Her eyes went wide when she realized what he was doing, but her expression took on one of great pleasure as he teased into and out of the entrance of her vaginal walls. She tried to deepen it but he held her hips down, giving her all the pleasure he could now, since some of what she would feel after was pain. He teased over and over, and she begged for him to do more. She had to find a way to make him lose his control, anything. She slid her hands across his chest and skimmed them over his back. She kissed his lips and the pulse in his neck. He was shaking with the effort it cost to stay at bay with these overpowering feelings. She licked and nibbled on his intensely sensitive pointed ear. He lost it and dove into her deep. She yelped in pain and he stilled, waiting for her pain to subside, growling lowly in apology. She squeezed her eyes shut and felt the pain subside a little. He slowly started to move in and out of her, over and over, his fingers rubbing her clit. Pleasure quickly overcame the pain and soon she was egging him on, pleading for him to go faster.

His hips bucked and hers went in time with his the best they could. Keeping up with his pace was nearly impossible. She felt the pleasure hit her hard, all of the sudden, and felt him bit down on her neck in his moment. They came together and rode the waves of pure bliss. He thrust into her a last time before collapsing, turning to the side so as not to crush her, pulling her close to him. She lay there dreamily, almost asleep, when she heard his deep breathing and relaxed muscles. She carefully turned and saw that his eyes were closed, he was fast asleep. She studied him, watching the rise and fall of his chest, the perfect structure of his face. When he was sleeping, he looked almost like an angel, his silvery white hair was swirled around them and for the first time she noticed his tail, lying on the bed. Then the drugging urge to sleep hit her and she nestled into his chest, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

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Inuyasha breezed into Kaede's hut, but did not see anyone there. He rushed out and almost bumped into Kaede.

"Where are Sango and Miroku?" He asked without preamble. She looked slightly surprised to see him.

"We thought you went to Kagome's, you've been gone for hours, Inuyasha. Sango and Miroku went to the next town to exterminate a few youkai that were bothering them." With no, explanation or farewell he took off for the direction he smelled them going last. She watched him go with a slight shake of her head. "I wonder what yea have done to poor girl now." She thought aloud.

`I hope Sango doesn't go off on me and Miroku doesn't try to give me some sort of advice on how to handle women.' He thought as he raced along, getting to the village in moments. He slowed to a walk and watched a huge centipede cut down the center fall over next to him, almost landing on him. Sango saw him and caught her boomerang.

"Inuyasha, are you all right?" She asked, her voice muffled slightly by the mask she wore.

"What, you don't think some centipede is going to get me? Course I'm fine, idiot." Sango turned and watched as Miroku sucked in a few little youkai, and stopped as Sango threw her boomerang, managing to annihilate the remaining ones. She caught it again and her and Miroku walked over to Inuyasha.

"Sango, that's and interesting looking rock on the ground there, huh?" Miroku stared intently at a colorful piece of Iron Pyrite. She leaned down to look and realized her mistake too late.

Rub, rub, grope. THWAK! Miroku was now on the ground, rubbing his head where her boomerang had hit it. "Hentai!" She glared at him as he sighed, got up and dusted himself off.

"Inuyasha, where's Kagome? We expected her to return with you. Did she decide to stay in her time for a day or so?" Miroku asked, still wincing from the blow to his head.

"She's in her own time alright. In fact, she's having a good time too." He said sarcastically. "I went to get her because Kikyou wanted to talk to me for moment and when I got there she was with Sesshoumaru." He said disgusted.

"What!? You left her there with that maniacal killer?" Sango yelled. Inuyasha winced, his ears not liking the loud noise, before retorting.

"Yeah, I left her there so she could continue with…" He cut himself off.

"What?" Miroku asked gently. Inuyasha paced back and forth a few times.

"She was kissing him!" He finally exploded. Sango and Miroku both looked appalled at the very idea. An idea struck Sango.

"What if he was forcing her to, or she would have to suffer her life, what if she didn't want to, Inuyasha?" Sango asked. He shifted uncomfortably.

"I thought of that too, but even if she was, I highly doubt it. She has one of those necklaces on him." He explained.

"What?" Sango and Miroku said together.

"She can make him let go of things." He laughed. "Damn Sesshoumaru always gets the better deal with things. I have to do face plants, while all he has to do is drop whatever he's holding. Fucking bastard always get the easy way." Inuyasha vented. They were surprised at his outburst.

"Well, we should see if she's alright, huh?" Miroku asked.

"Of course we do, there was no question about it!" Sango said. "Lets go to the village so that Kaede can be informed of things." She said. The two males followed her, one staring avidly at her butt, the other into space, thinking hard. (Dangerous thing, thinking.)

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