InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Noodle Delights! ❯ Irresistible Noodles ( Chapter 4 )

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

Giggles…people I have a disease. A disease that causes lemons….and you don't want me to take the cure? How am I supposed to finish the rest of my stories if I don't?

Anyhow I don't own Inuyasha and once again blame the Food Network. (Not my fault they been doing all sorts of noodle specials on their shows.)

Copycater: They are not, but if you look at them when done, do they not look like a mass of noodles?

Irresistible Noodles…

Kagome, kicked off the sheets in the middle of the night, her mind shivering in heated pleasure, the young woman recalled the delicious sensations that Inuyasha had done to her over and over again.

Her fantasies now concerning the more amorous hanyou as of late, had steadily increased dramatically these last couple of months. It had gotten to the point that just so she could think at school and looking for shards that she wrote them down in her diary. Just so she can pull her fair share of the work, by getting those ideas on what they can do together out of her head.

It helps a little bit…

Sighing as she stood up and started walking towards the kitchen, the young woman pauses in mid stride down the hall and giggled. Sango had come up with the idea of turnabout is fair play and had decided to spy on the boys as they bathed.

Waiting patiently, the girls had carefully doused themselves in a solution Sango had devised to cover up their scents. Then as the boys walked off to take their morning baths, the girls stealthily followed about 15 minutes later.

While Sango, all but passed out at the sight of Miroku. Kagome could feel herself getting warm and fluttery as she stared at the vision that was the hanyou. Although hidden by the fire rat, his body had the kind of build that she could only dream of.

Lean and muscular in all the right places, she watched as the hanyou ducked under the water, and came back up. She had to fight to resist the urge to go over at that moment and lick the water droplets sliding down his back.

They moved down his skin in such an inviting way, that she nearly passed out again as the feeling grew stronger and stronger. And when he stood up….

Now she understood Miroku's urge to grope, her hand tingled and she wanted to reach out and squeeze what could only be perfection.

HE HAD THE BEST ASS SHE HAD EVER SEEN!

Unlike most girls, Kagome admits that she likes a little bit of meat on her men. Not much but enough that she can sink her fingers into, to hold on should something ever arise….

And Inuyasha's was perfect! Not to muscular, to where it didn't exist. But with just enough that she….

OOPS!

Pulling back her hand as she realizes, she almost had given away the fact that she was there, the miko blushed and started to back away. But that is when he turned around… her eyes all but fell out of their sockets.

There were simply no words that she could think of to describe his…his…just…wow.

Smiling at the memory, Kagome shakes her head to free herself of those thoughts. Her stomach making its hunger known, the miko continues down the hallway to the kitchen. Spying some leftover spaghetti noodles, from dinner a couple days ago, she pulled that out along with some butter.

Throwing the noodles in the microwave to reheat, she sets about preparing an herb butter sauce to throw on top of it. When she notices the familiar presence…

“Feh! What are you doing up this late Kagome?” Asks a certain familiar voice, one that stirs a fluttering deep and low in her belly…

“What are you doing here in the middle of the night, Inuyasha?” Kagome asks softly.

“Why are you answering a question with a question?” The hanyou responds with amusement.

About ready to sit him just on principle, the miko comes up with a better idea. One that causes her to smile with wicked intentions…and she about channeling those intentions into something else…

Something far more enjoyable….

“Say Inuyasha…”

“Hmm…?”

“Take a seat.”

Puzzled, by her command of sorts, the hanyou is about to protest, when the miko approaches him and gently, but firmly pushes him down into the chair.

“Now stay there Inuyasha and don't move.” The dark haired girl murmurs softly. Her fingers on his lips, Inuyasha for the first time since being set free, willingly obeyed.

Watching as the miko turned around and started fiddling with something, he observed her state of dress and found himself panting with barely hidden desire. She was wearing a simple white shirt with no sleeves and bright red shorts, which only go to mid thigh. Combine that with her hair tousled from sleep and this woman looked delicious and oh so tempting….

“You better not be contemplating on moving Inuyasha.” Her voice said softly, freezing him in mid rise. “I would hate to have to say it…”

Sitting back down and glaring at her, he was soon rewarded as dark brown eyes, turned to look upon him. Watching as she reaches for something off a coat rack, the miko looks at him with a impish smile.

“Inuyasha…do you trust me?”

His gold eyes looking at her rather indignantly, he nods his head in response. Then he observes as she walks over and behind him. In her hand is a scarf, that although rough as he feels it slide over his skin. Smells unique and flowery…

Like her…

“Now Inuyasha no matter what happens. You are not to move…” Kagome whispered in his ear. “Or else I will say it…” Her voice, low and husky in desire, the demon inside him just sat there. His human side confused and being rational, he can feel the demon grinning with anticipation.

Her scent enveloping him, the hanyou let out a growl of impatience. Already her scent was one of arousal and need. One that teased the demon within with promise… Working on the ties to his fire rat, it wasn't long before the hanyou felt warm breath upon his chest.

Little kisses here and there upon his heated skin, he jumps with each little nip and bite that is added between her affectionate touches. A mixture of a whimper and a growl is emitted though when she pulls away. Already with those few minutes of her doing what she did, the hanyou was raging with need.

His erection hard pressed against his pants, he was startled as something smooth was being spread across his chest. Cool and creamy like, he can feel it as whatever it was started to melt down his heated skin.

“Kagome…”

“Hush…” Her voice replied softly. Hearing as she put something to the side, he is startled as her fingers begin to play with the ties to his pants. Finally working them free, she slides them down to his knees. He gives her a fangy grin as her scent spikes tenfold….

“You like what you see…”

He jumps though as almost in punishment, she flicks the tip of him.

It felt good…

He growled his pleasure at her little motion, and she laughed softly in response to his sounds.

“I shall have to keep that in mind, Inuyasha….” She whispers as she flicks the top of him again. “I like that growl of yours…”

Now hearing her move again…the hanyou is startled as she plays with this cream or whatever it was, and starts off where she left off…moving it down the middle of his abdomen, as if making a trail that she could follow.

Circling around his manhood with the rich creamy stuff, he could feel her fingers leave for but a moment. Hearing the clunk of the bowl or whatever, he jumps as the creamy substance is placed one last time upon his body in a pile, right on the tip of his erection.

His mouth open, as the heat from his own body melts whatever it is into his skin, her fingers are at his lips and he draws them in to lick at it. His lips and tongue taking every last drop of the butter with mild spices from her fingers; his body grows hotter at the seer proximity of her.

“Hot aren't you Inuyasha?” He can hear her muse. “The herbed butter is melting awfully fast.”

A growl of need emerges from his lips, one that she can translate very well. After he licks her fingers clean, the miko pulls back her dark hair to tie into a loose bun on top of her head. With tendrils of it falling down, the young woman sets about doing something she had longed to do since seeing him that bath.

Starting with one trail of melted butter, her tongue reaches out to his skin and she begins to lick up his chest…

Inuyasha leaned his head back in extreme pleasure. Feeling her tongue, licking at the butter upon her skin, working up his chest, he moans. When she nips at the nipple, tugging at it with her teeth, the demon inside him almost begs to be let out.

“Kagomeeee!”

Giggling as she playfully nips now at the other, her tongue licking at the herbed butter, she parts away for a moment, to whisper. “Hush now Inuyasha…Mama, Souta, and Grandpa are still asleep.”

About ready to say something more, he instead lets out a sound as she continues licking the butter off of his chest, now moving down instead of up, he can feel her fingers delicately playing with his manhood. The blood rushing through his body to engorge it, the herbed butter simply melts faster and goes down his erection in swirls that seep into every last nook and cranny of his skin.

Her kisses still moving down his chest, licking at the trails of the butter, Inuyasha's hands have now come up, gentle and pushy to a degree. He holds her head close, as her tongue dips into gathered cream of his belly. Licking it up, her tongue brushing against the nerves of his abdomen, the hanyou was finding it harder and harder to breath, with every stroke….

His clawed fingers going through her hair, as he removes the ties, the dark curtain falls to brush against hi thighs as she continues to lick down his body. The gentle softness of her hair acting like a feather upon his skin, the hanyou whimpered in need.

Finally coming to where he has been screaming for her attention the most, he almost howls with pleasure, as her tongue takes a lick at the cream on the tip of his erection. Biting his cheek, to the point he could taste blood, Inuyasha bucked a little bit, as her tongue lapped at the skin, of his manhood.

But he sat full straight up as her lips encircled the head of him fully. Her mouth pursed, and her teeth lightly scraping him, he jumped, as she swirled her tongue around the head.

He fights the demon, who wants to howl as loud as it possibly can inside him. This demon is savoring every movement of this woman's wet mouth upon its member.

Enjoying, her affectionate nips, licks and bites…

After all that was just another way of marking your lover…and Kagome was most definitely marking him. She may not be realizing she was doing it, with her little bites and kisses upon his skin, but she was.

Still it had forgotten that as all of a sudden, the little minx form the future took even more into her mouth. So much more, that he ended up bucking his hips a little bit, as she began to suck upon his flesh. His clawed hands now definitely in her hair, this time not to direct….

To plead for her to take in more…more of him, he needed more; he needed to feel all of that wet warm heat, on his cock. He needed to feel it being squeezed, being taken in by her in any way shape or form…

Her mouth worked magic on him, worked like it could take what he had and in return give him more of what he wants. What he needs…

What he desires….

Exploding hard and deep into her mouth, he howls as she takes every last little bit of him. His fingers in her hair, as she drinks of him, his eyes roll back in pleasure. Finally spent, he collapses back into the chair, his body quivering with the aftermath of his orgasm; he gently pulls the miko up for a kiss.

Tasting a little bit of himself, he doesn't care, as his lips take hers.

Suddenly, both look startled as the sound of footsteps start walking down the hall. Two pairs of eyes share a mixture of embarrassment, as they look at one another. Hurriedly helping the hanyou to at least pull up his pants, the miko works fast, as she finishes securing the ties, she finds herself pulled into his embrace.

A hard and passionate kiss, pressed upon her lips, the young woman from the future is left with lips, which are marked by him as he flees back towards the past.

In mere moments, the lights are fully turned on, as Kagome's mother looks at her daughter with sleepy eyes. Never noticing the disheveled state, or the swollenness of her lips….

“Are you all right Kagome?”

“I'm fine Momma…”

“You sure? I thought I heard something screaming, thought maybe you had stepped on Buyo's tail again by accident.”

Chuckling softly, as she looks towards the well, Kagome reassures her mother with a gentle smile. “I'm sure Momma. Buyo's fine, last time I saw him he was asleep on my bed.”

“Okay…don't forget to clean up in here when you are done…must have been someone else's pet.” She muttered under her breath.

“Of course Momma…” The miko smiled with a tinge of red in her cheeks. “I always clean up after I eat.”