InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Longing ❯ Payback is a bitch, bitch ( Chapter 22 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

and the characters therein, are the property of Rumiko Takahashi.

Kagome flopped down on the beach, after having vigorously swum across the river and back as fast as she could. She laid back and basked in the sun while she caught her breath. ‘Take that you jerk!’, she thought with a satisfied smirk. She could sense his emotions through their forced bond, and knew exactly how frustrated and angry he was right now. She had purposely bought the ridiculous speedo for Inuyasha, knowing full well how sexually constipated and modest he is, and knowing that he would surely refuse to wear it. She felt empowered, just knowing that she could fuck with him, and he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to do anything about it.

She was startled out of her thoughts by and excited Shippou yelling, “Hey! Inuyasha! Come see my sand castle! It’s soooo cool!”

Kagome looked up in time to see Inuyasha striding confidently out of the woods wearing the speedo. She felt her stomach drop and her eyes followed him hungrily as he casually walked over to Shippou’s sand castle, and congratulated the kit on a job well done. She blinked hard a few times, feeling like he was pulling her into some kind of trance with his body. Then, he walked over to where Kagome was still laying in the sand, and stood right over, making sure her line of sight fell exactly where he wanted it to.

Kagome just stared….and stared….and stared….and stared…until finally Inuyasha cleared his throat, and she jumped slightly, snapping her eyes up to his face. He smelt her scent spike, and looked back at her with a cocky grin and winked. “I thought we were going swimming, wench.”, he purred seductively. Kagome’s mouth went dry, and she tried to force her eyes to stay locked on his face, and not his package. She nodded almost imperceptibly, and accepted the hand he offered to help her up.

As she got up, she stumbled and landed against his chest, causing him to chuckle at her. “Don’t be so clumsy, wench.”, he whispered into her ear, as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gently set her back onto her feet. She tried to steady her now wobbly legs, angrily thinking, ‘That jerk is doing this on purpose, I can feel it.’ His smile widened as he sensed her realization, and thrust against her thigh with his now hardening member.

Her eyes widened, and she backed away from him a little bit, still unable to speak. Inuyasha chuckled again, and jumped into the cool river to swim off the heat that he had allowed to build up in himself while seeking his revenge. Kagome looked over in Sango and Miroku’s direction, only to find that they had left while she was distracted. Come to think of it, she couldn’t see Shippou anywhere near, either. She scowled unhappily, and got up to go back to camp

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Inuyasha stayed away for quite a while. When he finally came back, the rest of the group had already put on their clothes, and were sitting around the fire, waiting for the rabbit Sango had caught to roast. He hung behind for a bit, silently watching Kagome from behind a tree. He could tell she was agitated, and enjoyed it thoroughly.

Kagome sat on her sleeping bag, wearing a cream colored, and quite clingy satin nightie, and sulking to herself. ‘Dammit! Why didn’t I pack any normal clothes.’ She thought angrily, now regretting her decision to use her body to drive her horny-idiot-mate insane. She didn’t actually think that he would wear the damn speedo. It was meant only to be her own personal little joke on him, forcing him to watch her flounce around in her skimpy two piece, while he stubbornly watched from a distance wearing his bulky fire rat robes.

She looked up as Inuyasha strode into camp, still wearing the skimpy swimwear, and caught his gaze. He sat down next to her, and unashamedly stared at her new pajamas, causing her to blush a little bit. Kagome decided that she wasn’t going to let him get the best of her, so she proudly sat up straighter, and stretched slightly, causing her body to press against the material that covered her, leaving very little to the imagination.

Inuyasha let out an involuntary groan, and quickly got up to find his clothes. Kagome smirked to herself, ‘Victory is mine.’, she thought happily. Sango and Miroku look at each other and rolled their eyes. They knew what was going on, and had discussed it in private. Miroku had told Sango what Myoga had said to him back at Totosai’s place, and Sango had told Miroku about the argument she had over heard, and they both agreed that they didn’t want to interfere.

Kagome reached into her backpack, and pulled out one of her school books. She leaned back onto her pillow, sighed happily, and began to study for her upcoming test. She had barely started reading, when Inuyasha came back from the woods wearing only his hakama, and sat down next to her bare-chested on her sleeping bag,

She glanced up quickly, then glared determinedly at her book. Inuyasha scooted out a little bit, then laid back, using her stomach as a pillow. He smiled a little bit when he smelt Kagome’s scent spike again, but didn’t move. After about ten minutes, Kagome let out an exasperated sigh and threw her book back into the bag. “Get up, I have to go use the bushes.”, she lied. Inuyasha’s smile grew wider, and he rolled over onto his side so he could look at her face without moving his head from her stomach. Upon doing this, he found that he couldn’t actually look at her face without also looking at her breasts, and started regretting that he hadn’t thought out his plan more carefully.

Their eyes met and locked, for one lust filled moment, before he abruptly got up, and they both headed in separate directions into the forest.

Miroku looked over to Sango and said, “So, ya think they’re gonna meet up?” Sango looked back at him and shrugged. Then Shippou piped up, “Nah, they’re both too stubborn. The way those idiots act, though, you would think that they were already mated and bonded, or something.” Both Miroku’s and Sango’s heads snapped over in the kit’s direction, when they heard that remark.

‘Of course! Why didn’t I think of it before? Shippou probably knows all about blood bonding, being a full youkai. His parents probably explained the whole thing to him before they died!’ Miroku gave Sango a shrewd look, then they both walked over to Shippou’s spot by the fire and sat down next to him.

“Shippou,”

“Yes, Miroku?”

“Tell me everything you know about blood bonding.”

“Um…okay….”