InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Nights of Possession ❯ The Second Night - Part Two ( Chapter 3 )

Nights of Possession

An Inuyasha Fanfic by SakuraWings

 

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and all of its cast belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.

 

Summary: [Inu/Kago] What's a miko to do with a hanyou possessed by a horny, casanova ghost?

Rating: [NC-17]

Warnings: Limey-lime-limish-lemon.

 

A/N: I finished the second chapter realizing that the third chapter would STILL be the second night. Oops. So without further ado, I present to you:

 

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Chapter Two: The Second Night - Part Two

 

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For the second time in the past twenty-four hours, Inuyasha awoke to find himself in the depths of Kagome's warm arms. It wasn't really a bad feeling...just the fact that he never really understood how he got himself into these situations was quite irksome.

 

Actually, that was somewhat of a lie. He knew exactly what had happened in those brief moments in which he had lost control of his body and started chasing after Kagome in a rage.

 

Kind of like how he knew every detail of what had conspired between himself and Kagome the night before. But Miroku, Sango and Kagome didn't know that. And for the most part, he'd like to keep it that way. He could do without their meddlesome worrying and teasing.

 

The truth was that he was having a hard time deciphering when he was in control of his own body. Obviously, when he had yelled nonsensical gibberish at Kagome and then proceeded to chase her down - that had definitely not been him. But last night had actually been a longtime fantasy of his…something he thought he'd never actually have the guts to act out. As a matter of fact, when he had woken up, he still thought he was in the midst of his favorite dream.

 

Kagome definitely could do without that little tidbit of information.

 

Leaning away from the haven of Kagome's embrace, Inuyasha let out a long moan that was fitting for the horrible throbbing he felt in his head.

 

“What the…fuck…”

 

Kagome let out a gasp and threw her weight against him in a hug, “Oh, you're you again!”

 

Miroku scratched his head as he looked on. “So the ghost took over again?” He glanced at the sky and whistled absently, “In broad daylight, huh? What a dog.”

 

Inuyasha sent him a withering glare over Kagome's shoulder.

 

“No,” Kagome pulled away to look up a Miroku and Sango. “I think it was something I said.…” She turned to stare at Inuyasha intently. “I said that Hiroshi killed his wife.”

 

There was a dramatic pause. Miroku and Sango looked at each other. Inuyasha blinked, tilting his head at her. Kagome frowned in confusion.

 

“Who's Hiroshi?” questioned Sango. “Is he the ghost?”

 

“Hiroshi killed his wife!” Kagome yelled loudly into Inuyasha's ear.

 

He flinched. “Bitch! I heard you the first time!” he yelled back in a similar tone.

 

“I don't understand.…” Kagome looked around at her friends. “When I said that a few minutes ago, he changed - just like that!” She snapped her fingers for emphasis.

 

“Hm, that is kind of odd,” mumbled Miroku as he squatted next to Inuyasha. “Perhaps we need to say something else to disturb the ghost…” He stared at Inuyasha, as if waiting for an answer.

 

“How should I know,” he muttered, avoiding everyone's eyes. “It's not like he talks to me in my head or anything like that.”

 

Silence.

 

Finally Miroku said, “Inuyasha, you're a terrible liar.”

 

Inuyasha's eye twitched as he jerked his gaze to meet the monk's. Damn. He had let his guard down on that one.

 

“He talks to you?!” yelled Kagome and Sango simultaneously.

 

“Uh…”

 

Kagome leaned down to look him in the eye. “What does he say?” she asked, slightly breathless.

 

Inuyasha's eyes narrowed at her, suspicious of her sudden show of excitement. Recalling the events of the preceding night, he reminded himself that Kagome didn't know he had been aware - although not in control - of the activities she had enjoyed with this `Hiroshi'.”

 

“Wouldn't you like to know,” he bit out.

 

Kagome recoiled at his cold response. “W-what?” she stuttered out, confused at his words.

 

His heart sank. Her guilty, nervous behavior said it all. In all their time together, he had thought Kagome would be the last person to actually fall for someone based on touch and physical attraction. Sure, his body had been the one with her during all the touching, but Hiroshi was the one actually doing it…right?

 

A nagging voice in the back of his head told him that something was quite wrong with that picture. Sharp pain throbbed in his temples. Gods, this was getting confusing!

 

Kagome suddenly took one of his hands in hers, rubbing a soothing thumb across his palm. “Inuyasha,” she said quietly. “I just want to know what he said to you.”

 

Mmm, those talented hands.... Brings back some great memories, doesn't it?

 

Images of last night flickered through Inuyasha's mind as he felt himself grow hard.

 

`Shut up you stupid, dumb, perverted ghost,' he mentally growled.

 

Ouch. All I'm trying to do is help you. You know, give you a little push in the right direction?

 

`You're not helping at all!'

 

Sure I am. With the way you act around her, I'm surprised they don't all think you…how you say…`enjoy' the company of the same gender?

 

“Inuyasha?” Kagome asked, tilting her head at his long silence.

 

“I don't love men!” he snapped out loud, and then desperately, “Nothing! He's saying nothing!”

 

Kagome gaped. Miroku shook his head, “Inuyasha, your lying abilities are deteriorating before our very eyes.” He tapped his chin thoughtfully, “Though, I'm hoping that first part is true…”

 

Inuyasha growled at everyone as he wrenched his hand out of Kagome's grip and stalked down the hallway, muttering to himself. Kagome moved to follow him, but was blocked by Miroku's staff.

 

“Perhaps it would be best to leave him be for now,” he said to her with worried eyes.

 

Unsure of herself, Kagome nodded slowly while glancing at the corner Inuyasha had turned.

 

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To everyone's surprise, Inuyasha had reappeared at dinnertime, but remained eerily silent throughout Kagome's explanation of her findings.

 

“...and then, right before Inuyasha passed out, Hiroshi kept telling me, `I didn't do it! I didn't do it!'” finished Kagome, who took a nervous glance at the hanyou. He was finishing off the remainder of his dinner silently. As if he sensed her attention, he gave her an impassive look under hooded eyes.

 

She broke eye contact at the sound of Sango's voice, “Do you think he's telling the truth?” She gave Miroku a concerned glance, “I mean, if he was guilty of the murder, then wouldn't he say the same thing?”

 

The monk took a sip of his tea. “Restless spirits are tied to the physical world because of strong emotions at the time of death.” He looked Kagome in the eye. “The way I see it, this is what is keeping Hiroshi bound to this world…whether it be the need to prove his own innocence,” he turned to Inuyasha, “or the guilt he felt for murdering his own love.”

 

“But he loved her!” exclaimed Kagome. “I can't believe that you would do that to someone you truly loved.”

 

“He was jealous,” said Sango quietly.

 

“That's true,” said Kagome, closing her eyes. “Jealousy can be a strong emotion.” She knew that too well.

 

“That's all fine and dandy,” the sound of Inuyasha's irritated voice brought everyone's heads up, “but how the fuck do we get this bastard out of my head?!”

 

“Patience, Inuyasha,” Miroku gave him a soothing pat on the shoulder. “The key to getting rid of wayward spirits is to relieve them of their ties to this world.” At the hanyou's confused glance, he sighed, “I think he is here to tell us that there is something unclear about Yumiko's death. We need to find out what happened that night.”

 

“Yumiko…” mused Kagome. “Miroku you said you and Inuyasha saw two ghosts that night, right?”

 

Miroku frowned, “Yes, that's true. The female must have been Yumiko.” He shrugged. “She fled when she caught sight of us.”

 

“Then where is she?” asked Sango, glancing at Kagome. “You don't suppose.…”

 

Miroku shook his head, “I think not. Kagome hasn't shown any strange behavior the way Inuyasha has. Besides, I've never heard of ghosts possessing people without an incentive.”

 

“But don't you think it's strange that we haven't seen her since that night?” continued Sango.

 

He paused. “Oftentimes,” he began, “restless spirits are doomed to relive the final moments of their lives. I believe this can range from a few seconds to several days, depending on the circumstances.”

 

“But Yumiko isn't here,” said Kagome slowly. “We haven't seen any trace of her in this mansion. You don't think.…”

 

“She was with the merchant,” shrugged Inuyasha as he watched Kagome. “Just a hunch.”

 

Kagome lowered her head, feeling her heart break for Hiroshi. “No way.…”

 

Eyebrows raised at her slouched form, Inuyasha flinched and looked away. “Looks like your love-struck couple wasn't so love-struck after all,” he muttered coldly.

 

Kagome stared at his turned head. `He's still mad at me,' she realized. But why? It wasn't as if she had initiated the events of last night!

 

Noticing the increasing tension between the two, Sango cleared her throat. “Well then!” she began, standing up, “I think I'm going to go check out the hot springs.” She pointedly nudged Miroku, and gave him a Look.

 

The monk's eyes widened. “Sango!” he exclaimed, jumping up and clasping her hand in his. “The hot springs! I never thou--”

 

He was abruptly cut off when Sango embedded Hiraikotsu in his head.

 

“That's not what I meant,” she ground out with clenched teeth. “The hot springs is where Yumiko died, right Kagome?”

 

Silently, Kagome nodded.

 

“Perhaps we could find some clues there,” she muttered, leaving the room with an overly excited Miroku at her feet.

 

As the taijiya and monk disappeared behind the paper door, Kagome turned to her hanyou companion. Inuyasha had his face turned away from her, eyes closed as he chewed on the last morsels of his dinner. He was obviously trying to ignore her. She scooted closer to him, and he stiffened at her proximity.

 

“Inuyasha....”

 

“What!” he snapped in an annoyed tone.

 

“What's wrong with you?” She frowned at the back of his head. “Why are you so angry with me?”

 

“Keh.”

 

“Is this….” She looked down into her lap and played with the hem of her skirt nervously. “Is this about last night?” She felt her cheeks start to burn.

 

He remained silent. Slowly, he turned to meet her gaze. “What about it?” he said in a low, dangerous voice.

 

Kagome remained quiet under his inquisitive eyes. `Inuyasha doesn't know what transpired between us last night,' she thought. 'Perhaps it's best if he thought nothing happened at all,' she reasoned in her mind. If he knew the real truth, things could get incredibly awkward.

 

She sat up straighter. “Nothing happened,” she said firmly.

 

His eyes hardened as he narrowed his gaze on her. “Nothing...happened?” Was the bitch actually trying to lie to him?!

 

“Nothing.”

 

“So I just stumbled into your room, undressed myself, and crawled into bed with you?”

 

Sweat broke out on her brow. She hoped he didn't notice. “Uh...yes.”

 

He threw his chopsticks down. They clattered loudly on the table in front of him. “What kind of a idiot do you take me for?” he growled.

 

Kagome blinked. “What--”

 

“You were naked too!” he interrupted loudly. “There were scents all over the place! Don't try to tell me that nothing happened!”

 

At this point, she knew she had 'guilty' written all over her face. She averted her eyes from his, afraid of what she would see there.

 

They sat in a tense and heavy silence. Kagome wasn't quite sure of what to say or do; a small part of her actually enjoyed the intimate activities she had shared with Inuyasha. After all, it was something that she had secretly fantasized about for the longest time....

 

“So you enjoyed it?” His rough voice broke her out of her reverie. “You enjoyed being with...with him?” He spat out the last word.

 

She frowned in confusion. “Him?” she asked, giving him a strange glance.

 

“That...that fucking ghost!” he ground out in annoyance. His blood was starting to burn with deep jealousy. He was the only one that was supposed to see Kagome like that! He was the one that was supposed to touch her, make her groan in pleasure! Him, not some stupid perverted ghost!

 

Kagome's mouth dropped open. “No! Inuyasha--”

 

“Admit it!” he growled darkly. “You enjoyed every second of it!”

 

“I...I didn't!” she lied, hoping it would calm him down just a little bit. She did enjoy it, but only because she thought it had been Inuyasha last night, not Hiroshi!

 

“Liar!” he hissed, getting caught up in the heat of the moment. “I smelled you! I heard your little whimpers!” He smiled bitterly. “You liked what happened last night! Obviously you didn't do anything to stop it!” He crossed his arms and took a cocky stance in front of her. 'Let's see the bitch try and weasel her way out of this one!'

 

Kagome stared at the floor, not saying a word.

 

“Keh! I guess your silence says it all.”

 

Slowly, she met his gaze with wide eyes. “Y-you...” she stammered, a blush spreading across her face. “You smelled me? You heard me?!”

 

The smirk on Inuyasha's face dropped. Her eyes widened as she flushed an even deeper shade of red. He swallowed thickly as he realized his little slip.

 

Disbelief fell across Kagome's face. “You were...you were there last night?” she whispered, her heart pounding in her ears. Inuyasha cringed as he noted the familiar spark of anger that flickered through her eyes.

 

A loud gasp from behind one of the screen doors interrupted Inuyasha's weak denial. Jerking her head at the sound, Kagome stomped over to the source and threw open the door with a resounding bang. A sheepish taijiya and an innocent looking monk holding a hand over her mouth stared up at Kagome silently.

 

Kagome glared daggers at the pair, letting her breath hiss slightly through her teeth. At the moment, it was not hard to see that she was incredibly pissed off.

 

“Ah...Kagome-sama,” Miroku said smoothly, removing his hand from Sango's mouth. “We were just on our way to the hot springs! Isn't that right, Sango?” He turned to the taijiya, but found that she had already escaped down to the far end of the hallway. “Sango!!” Miroku looked back at Kagome to find her towering over him darkly. His eyes bugged out as he scrambled to his feet, dashing after his fiancée. “S-Sango!! Wait for me!!”

 

Kagome closed her eyes and sighed angrily, slamming the door back shut. She turned around and jumped slightly, suddenly finding herself face to face with Inuyasha. Her brow came down in a frown.

 

“You!” she growled deeply. “I'm not done with you yet!”

 

A smile slowly slid across the hanyou's face. “Neither am I,” he drawled in a husky voice, placing each well toned hand against the wall behind her head, effectively boxing her in. She eyed her current position with a confused look before she noticed he was moving his face closer to hers. Right before their lips touched, she saw a look of pure lust cross the half-demon's face and knew that it wasn't Inuyasha who was kissing her.

 

Well, actually...that wasn't completely true, as she had learned moments earlier.

 

Fuming at the thought, she shoved hard against his chest, but he refused to budge. Thinking quickly, she ducked under his arm, breaking off the kiss and dashed across the room, looking for something to defend herself with. Her eyes fell upon the abandoned Tessaiga on the floor. She quickly grabbed and unsheathed the blunt sword, wielding it at Hiroshi-Inuyasha.

 

“I have a weapon!” she threatened, swinging the sword wildly.

 

The hanyou sighed, hanging his head. He turned to face her with hurt eyes. “Oh, don't be like this now,” he held up his hands. “Not when we're finally...all alone.” He pouted as he began to walk towards her.

 

Kagome blinked for a second. Then she gaped as a thought occurred to her. “All alone?” She took a tentative step back. “You! You only come out when I'm alone with Inuyasha!”

 

He didn't say anything as he slowly sauntered closer to her, pausing only to kick the table out of the way, sending their leftover dinner to the ground with a large crash.

 

The miko flinched slightly at the loud sound. She eyed the door behind Inuyasha. If she could only get out of this room, she could find help and make Inuyasha himself again. Taking a deep breath, she charged at him, hoping to break through his defenses.

 

Inuyasha easily knocked Tessaiga out of her hands, and quickly took hold of each wrist. She struggled valiantly, trying to wrench her arms free of his tight grasp. “Inuyasha!” she gasped. “Inuyasha, snap out of it!”

 

He continued to smile as he pushed her onto the ground, and onto her back.

 

Growing desperate, she sank her blunt teeth into his wrist, trying to free her arm.

 

“Oh,” he murmured. “A little spitfire, are we? You know what they say: 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours.'”

 

He bared his sharp canine fangs, and Kagome's eyes widened as he leaned towards her exposed neck. She shut her eyes and waited for the sharp pain and blood.

 

But it never came. Inuyasha only nipped at the curve of her neck, and she had to fight the moan that caught in her throat. 'No!' she scolded herself. 'This isn't Inuyasha, it's someone else!' Letting go of his wrist, she bucked up in a weak struggle. “Let me go...” she said in a small voice.

 

He ignored her pleas as he continued to alternate small nips and kisses along her jaw. “You don't really want me to stop, do you?” He traced her collarbone with the tip of his tongue.

 

“N-no...” she found herself gasping, clenching and unclenching her fists. Inuyasha leaned farther down to nuzzle her soft breasts, nipping the tips gently before settling in between them to stare up at her face.

 

“Will you fight me?” he asked, stilling holding her wrists to the ground. “Even though you desire this body?”

 

“Yes!” she hissed through her teeth. “You're not Inuyasha!”

 

“Hmm.” He cocked his head slightly in thought. Settling himself comfortably between her legs, he pressed his hip to hers and gently pushed, rubbing his hardened cloth covered flesh against the crotch of her panties. Kagome cried out in pleasure as she felt liquid heat spread over her throbbing center and through her panties.

 

Watching her face closely, Inuyasha continued to dry hump her, gently releasing her wrists to lay his forearms on the ground. Kagome began to pant softly as she bucked up against him, trying to find relief for the itching arousal that had suddenly spiraled out of control. Her hands clutched at the sleeves of his fire-rat robe, using her grip to push up harder against his thrusts. She whimpered, realizing that she was slowly becoming a slave to her own body's desires.

 

As if sensing this, Inuyasha smiled at her and stopped his movements, much to Kagome's frustration. Desperate for more contact, she wrapped her long legs around his waist, and pressed up against him, wanting him to continue. She cradled his head in her arms, holding him tightly to her breasts. “P-please...” she whimpered.

 

Suddenly, Inuyasha heaved himself up into a sitting position, and Kagome came up with him, finding herself sitting on top of his hidden erection. Without really thinking, she began to grind herself against him, gasping at the increased pressure that gravity had suddenly granted her.

 

As Kagome continued to ride him, Inuyasha pulled up her uniform shirt to uncover her bra-covered breasts. Growling softly at the undergarment that hid her from his view, he pushed it down and underneath the bouncing, soft globes of flesh. The bra suddenly became a makeshift pedestal, propping up Kagome's breasts and making the nipples tilt up slightly.

 

Inuyasha caught one in his hot mouth, sucking and teasing the tip with his tongue, as his other hand gently palmed the other neglected breast. He released the nipple from his mouth and blew on it gently, making Kagome cry out as he watched it harden into a tiny bud. Chuckling gently, he switched and lavished the other breast with his attention.

 

Meanwhile, Kagome's pleasure had begun to come to a peak. Panting heavily now, she thrust her pelvis heavily against his, her tempo slowly increasing as she began to feel herself slip into her orgasm. Inuyasha flicked her nipple, and she felt the muscles in her nether region contract almost painfully as she gave one final thrust. She covered her mouth with one hand to help muffle the screams as waves of pleasure rippled throughout her entire body.

 

Spent, she fell heavily into Inuyasha's arms. He laid her out gently onto one of the seat pillows left over from their dinner earlier. She sighed sleepily, snuggling into it, barely noticing Inuyasha slip her panties down and off her legs. When he suddenly spread her legs wide, she jerked at the sudden cold exposure and propped herself up on her elbows, giving him a questioning look.

 

She shivered as she watched his lust filled gaze travel down her body. She could only imagine what she looked like at the moment with her shirt hitched up above her exposed breasts and her juices covering the insides of her widely spread legs; nothing like the innocent little miko traveling companion he had known for so long. Suddenly feeling very self-conscious, she flushed a brighter red than she already was and tried to force her legs closed.

 

But he would have none of that. She couldn't even budge the arms that kept her wide and open to his eyes. He smirked keeping his gaze on her face as he hooked each of her legs over his shoulder, and slowly descended down. She watched as he disappeared beneath the hem of her green skirt, and jerked when she felt his tongue running down the inside of one thigh.

 

She squirmed at the ticklish but arousing touch, but found that she couldn't move; he had a rather tight grip on her hips. She continued to twitch and moan as he lovingly laved each thigh clean, and gently moved on to circle the swollen nether lips. Again, Kagome found herself in the clutches of mindless arousal, suddenly reaching out and grabbing fistfuls of Inuyasha's silver hair as he gently parted her, kissing her core lightly.

 

She found the soft fur of his ear and rubbed them, causing Inuyasha to shiver in response. Continuing at the task at hand, he found the erect bud of her clitoris and worked it in between his lips, gently sucking it clean. Kagome gasped in pleasure, suddenly bucking up against him, nearly smothering him. He laughed gently and then slipped his tongue into her, listening to her mewls of pleasure, as she squirmed in pleasure.

 

It wasn't long until Kagome found herself on the brink of her second orgasm. Clutching his hair tightly, she was amazed that she didn't pull the strands straight out of his scalp. Her pants grew shriller and higher pitched as he moved his tongue faster. With one last flick of his tongue, he sent her down into a spiraling bliss.

 

As pleasure overtook her mind and senses for the second time that night, she threw her head back and screamed out his name.

 

“HIROSHI!”

 

Inuyasha froze.

 

As soon as the sounds left her lips, Kagome's eyes widened in horror. She didn't...no, she couldn't have....

 

She jerked her head down to look at the hanyou still between her legs. His amber eyes were blank, staring at her wordlessly. She sat up, reaching out a hand to him.

 

“Inuyasha?”

 

He flinched, and her heart broke as she saw pain fill her hanyou's eyes briefly before they were hidden behind silver bangs. Without a word, he stood stiffly and walked out of the room, angrily slamming the door with a loud crash.

 

Minutes ticked by, but Kagome didn't pay them any mind. She could only see the look of hurt and betrayal that flickered across those amber eyes that she loved so much. Tears dripped down onto her legs, but it took her a couple of minutes before she realized how damp her cheeks were. Wrapping her arms around herself, she slumped forward dejectedly, her soft sobs filling the silent room.

 

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A/N

 

Ouch! Poor Inuyasha. Poor Kagome.

 

I'm a terrible, terrible person. I really like to end on cliffhangers, if you haven't noticed…

 

As you can probably tell, this calls for some good old angst in the next chapter. And some making out. And an actual lemon. Oh yeah, and the conclusion!

 

A thanks to wj, who did a wonderful job beta-ing this fic. I assure you, you'd probably be a lot more confused by my rambling if she didn't lend a hand!

 

'Till next time folks!