InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ One Last Night ❯ One-Shot

Summary: What could have happened if he had one more night left?
Disclaimer: I do not own the Inuyasha characters. I am making no money off of this story.


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Running swiftly through the forest, his thoughts are of getting to the woman he loves so deeply and passionately. He has to find her, he needs her desperately. Her beauty and kindness have haunted him, she stays deep within the recess of his soul, he isn't able to eat or sleep, and dreams of her constantly haunt him.

Leaning against a tree, he takes a much needed break, he has run for hours, his lungs and legs burn from running. He is almost there; to the location he was told she would be at. His heart's pounding like a drum, from the excitement of being so close now, soon he will be with her.

Walking closer to the village, he starts searching for her, trying to pick up her scent.

Passing some hunters, he questions them about her. Foolishly, they wouldn't give him any answers, until he beat it out of them, their last breaths are spent betraying her whereabouts. Eventually, he kills them, deciding to leave the bodies out in the open, as other youkai will take care of them.

Taking the water the hunters carried, he cleans the fresh blood off of his hands and face. As he readies to depart he gathers the makeshift bedroll one of the hunters had, and his sword.

He heads to the lake, where she was last seen. His nose twitches as her scent envelops him, drawing him closer, she is close by.

He gathers a few branches and twigs and starts a fire, taking the bedroll off his back; he lays it carefully on the ground close to the fire pit.

Walking smoothly and silently, he ascends on her location, past a grove of tress, he spots her; she's leaning down and fetching water from the lake. He stops and watches her, his heartbeat accelerates, his breath catches in his throat, and she is more beautiful than he remembered. He quietly approaches her from behind.

She senses something behind her, quickly turning around, she sees him closing in on her. Jumping up, she spills the water she is collecting, it pools beneath her, making the ground slick. Her feet go out from under her and she screams as she starts to slide down the embankment.

"I'm not here to hurt you," he says to the frightened beauty as he grabs her to stop her from falling.

"What do you want with me?" she asks in a low voice.

He helps the beauty out of the water, his eyes trail down her body, her clothes are clinging to her, he's instantly aroused at the sight before him. He knows he must take his time and explain everything to her, he wants to be with her, not by force, and he wants her willing on this one last night.

"What do you want with me?" she demands again as she pulls her hand from his.

"I will explain it soon to you." he states grabbing her arm, pulling her with him.

As she struggles against him, he exclaims to the scared beauty. "Please don't fight me! I have no wish to harm you."

She ceases her struggling and allows him to lead her along, like a fool she left her weapon back at the lake, she's almost defenseless against him.

Shortly, they arrive at the location he has set up. She shivers from fear and being cold. He pulls her closer to the fire, turning to face her, he studies the beauty before him. Grabbing a blanket he gently places it on her shoulders, he feels her flinch from the sudden touch, slowly he sits next to her. Turning to face her, he begins speaking.

"I have one last night and my only wish is to be with you, the woman I love." Taking a deep breath, he continues on, "I have loved you since the first moment I laid eyes on you. I need to be with you and take this one last night with me."

She studies the man before her, his eyes have a look of deep sadness; he seems to be fighting an inner turmoil. He hasn't threatened or harmed her; only spoken of his love for her.

"What do you mean by this one last night?" she inquires.

"The youkai will not let me live after this night, he plans to kill me." Looking down, he continues on, "I was able to get help and have him distracted on this night. He will hunt for me again in the morning."

Looking away, she ponders what he has said to her, she has yearned to be loved like this, so deeply and passionately, she's tired of being alone and lonely even though it's just this one night, she will experience love.

Shyly she turns and looks at him, "Yes, I will be with you on this night." she says quietly, in a shy tone.

Smiling at the words he has waited so long to hear, he leans closer to her. Slowly he runs his finger over her reddened cheek, trailing down to her slightly parted lips, and he starts to run his finger over them. Pulling his fingers away from her lips, he gently places his lips on hers. Snaking his tongue out, he slides it along her lips; gently he sucks her bottom lip in his mouth.

Tentatively, she opens her mouth more, allowing him an entrance. He gently pushes his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of her mouth with it. He starts to intertwine his tongue with hers, moaning into his mouth, she places her arms around his neck.

Breathlessly he pulls away from her. Reaching behind her, he takes off the blanket, and lays it on the ground behind her, gently, he lowers her back onto the blanket. Slowly, he begins to remove her clothing, savoring every inch of her beautiful body. Blushing, she looks away from him.

He stands up and removes his clothing, never taking his eyes off of her, scared to look away, scared this may just be a dream, a dream he has had for so many years.

Bending at the knees, he lowers his body over her. Covering her body with his, he leans his head down and nuzzles her neck, taking her scent in. The need to taste her overpowers him and he darts his tongue out and runs it down her neck, hearing her moan. Leisurely, he runs his tongue up to her ear, nipping on it. "I need and want you." he whispers in her ear.

Arching her body into his, she whispers back, "I want you to."

With those words spoken, he trails his tongue down her neck in lazy circles, licking and nipping his way down her neck. His hands begin to travel over her body, moving to her breast, he gently cups it in his hand. Pressing faintly, he works his fingers to her hardened nipple, rolling it between them. She moans in pleasure and its music to his ears.

Working his mouth lower, he stops when he reaches her nipple. He circles it with his tongue, then sucks the erect nipple into his hot mouth. Removing his hand from her other nipple, he works it down her body. Reaching her nest of curls, he slowly works his fingers down to her nether lips. Using one finger, he parts her delicate flower, moving it up and down, she gasps when he touches her bundle of nerves.

Slowly he makes circles around her bud with his finger. She arches up, breathing heavily, needing more; a burning need hits her in the stomach.

Removing his mouth from her nipple, he raises his body up a little, so he can watch her face; moving his finger lower, he inserts it into her core, pushing it in slowly; he begins to move it in and out of her.

"I want to touch, taste, and memorize every part of you tonight," he whispers as he slowly adds another finger into her wet depths. Her sweet honey coats his nimble fingers. He feels her core tighten around them. Teasing her slowly he thrusts both fingers deeply into her, and pulls them nearly all the way out, savoring in her soft whimpers and moans.

She whimpers softly as his fingers invoke powerful, new sensations to course through her. Shamelessly she opens her legs wider to him, wanting and needing more. She gasps for air; her hips begin bucking up to meet his fingers. "Please?" she begs him, needing release.

Gradually, he withdraws his fingers from her, eliciting a gasp from the beauty under him from the loss of contact. Smirking, he lowers his head between her breasts, nipping and lazily running his tongue along her delicate skin, traveling further down her body, stopping at her stomach. Languidly, he runs circles around her belly button with his tongue, and ultimately he plunges his tongue in and out of her belly button. Her moans and whimpers intensify his need to touch and taste her.

Lifting up to his knees, he places his hands on her inner thighs, spreading her legs further apart, as he gazes hungrily upon her delicate wet flower. "So beautiful," he breathes out, as he licks his lips.

Her cheeks redden from his gaze upon her most intimate part. In maidenly modesty, she tries to bring her legs back together, and covers her breasts with her hands.

"Please do not hide from me. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes upon," he states as he looks at her with a mixture of lust and love in his eyes.

Pulling her legs further apart again, he lowers his body back down, his head between her thighs, he begins to run his tongue up her thigh, he smiles as she tentatively spreads her legs for him again. Switching to her other thigh he licks and nibbles up it, till he reaches her womanly core.

Breathing in her delicious scent, he works his tongue up to her nether lips, he begins to lap at her sweet, honeyed juices, he starts to dart his tongue into her core, thrusting and twirling it deep inside her inner walls.

Her hips thrust up against his expert mouth and tongue, moaning louder, her legs tighten against his head. Clutching his long hair in her hands, she tries to pull him deeper into her.

Sensing her need for release, he moves his tongue up to her nub, sucking it into his mouth, he places one of his hands under her, the other he brings between her legs as he inserts one of his fingers into her wet opening, working it in and out of her. Her juices flow down his finger; he inserts another one into her, pumping them faster in and out of her, alternating between sucking her nub into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue.

She starts moaning louder, holding her breath and then gasping for air, bucking up into his mouth and fingers. The pressure building within her is becoming to great to bear, her legs tighten on his head, her hands clutching tighter on his hair.

He moves his hand from under her, and places it upon her hip, holding her still. Knowing her release is close, he works his tongue faster on her nub, slightly curling his fingers, he feels her walls tightening, her release so close now.

She's losing herself in a torrent of feeling, arching her back sharply as her release comes. The constant pressure of his tongue and his fingers delving into her depths bring her over the edge.

"Ohhh!" she moans out loudly, as something inside of her snaps.

He waits as she calms down, slowly removing his fingers from her wet depths. She whimpers softly from them being removed, finally she releases her hands from his hair. He works his tongue downward to her core, drinking and lapping greedily at her juices, tasting all he can of her.

Nipping and licking, he works his way up her body. He is directly above her again. His eyes lock with hers, as he lowers his mouth onto her parted lips, he darts his tongue into her mouth, letting her taste her own essence.

Breaking the kiss, he raises and looks into her eyes again; a dizzying need to take her right then is overpowering him. He fights the primal urges to just take her completely.

Feeling his arousal pressed against her thigh, she looks away blushing , "I haven't … been with anyone before…" she says slowly, "I'm scared, but I want to be with you completely tonight," she adds, as she shyly looks back into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" he questions, "I will be as gentle as I can be with you, my love."

The look of love and lust that is coming from him enchants her. She wants this too, to give herself completely to this man who loves her so deeply. Her heart leaps as she watches the concern play across his face. ' Am I falling in love with him? Am I that desperate for love?' she wonders. 'I want him to make love to me, to make me a woman.'

Nodding her head, "I'm sure," she answers. "Please, I need you inside me," she adds looking away from him self-consciously.

Gently cupping her chin with his hand, "Please, look at me," he whispers. "It will hurt at first," he adds with concern in his voice.

Gazing back into his beautiful eyes, she breaths out, "I know it will, I want you to make love to me."

Hearing the words he has dreamed of for so long, he begins to run his finger gently down the side of her face. Shifting his body lower, he slowly presses the tip of his throbbing manhood against her swollen, wet folds. Entering her slowly, he stops when he feels her virgin barrier. "I'm sorry," he whispers apologetically. In one swift movement, he forcefully thrusts in her, breaking through her virgin barrier.

She screams out in pain, her body tenses, she places her hands against his chest, trying to push him away, hot tears streaming down the sides of her face. Desperately, she presses her back into the ground, trying to escape from the pain she's feeling.

He stills, waiting for her body to become accustomed to the intrusion. Using his fingers, he wipes away her falling tears. "I'm so sorry, the pain will ease up soon," he promises, concern and sadness for hurting her pass over his face.

Relaxing as the pain eases, she removes her hands from his chest. His words of apology and sympathy for her pain increase the feelings she is developing for him. She knows he didn't mean to cause her so much pain.

When he feels her muscles relax and tighten over his length, he gradually begins to move in and out of her hot core. The feeling of being inside the woman he loves so deeply is overwhelming to him. He will take it slow and easy with her, and wait till her body tells him of needing and wanting more.

The sensation of his length moving in and out of her core sends ripples of pleasure through her, she begins to thrust her body upward, trying to match his movements.

Knowing her body is asking for more, he thrusts deeper into her womanly core. Grabbing her hips, lifting her lower body up slightly, he rises to his knees, he thrusts harder and deeper into her depths.

She begins to rock against him, moans of pleasure escaping her lips. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her core.

Keeping one hand on her hip, he moves the other to the top of her nest of curls, sliding his fingers lower, stopping when he reaches her nub. Using slight pressure, he moves his fingers in a circular motion over her hidden jewel.

Her moans become louder, she wraps her legs tighter around him. Pleasure is surging through her body; her walls tighten and spasm on his length, drawing him deeper.

As her inner muscles tighten, he knows she's close to her release. Removing his fingers from her nub, he places his hand on her unoccupied hip. Grabbing her hips, he thrust faster and deeper into her hot core.

Moaning out his name, her back arches as her orgasm hits. The pressure builds within him, her muscles milking his shaft. With one final thrust he buries himself deep within her tight walls. He tenses as his hot seed spills into her.

He releases his grip on her hips, as she untangles her legs from him. Leaning down he kisses her lips tenderly.

Pulling out of her slowly, he rolls off of her. Lying on his side, he watches her, his fingers playing with a lock of her hair.

Rolling to her side, she faces the man before her. They both reach out and hold each other in a tight embrace. No words need to be spoken. Finding comfort in each others arms, they both fall into a peaceful sleep.

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Early the next morning he awakens to a soft body snuggled against him. Smiling, he remembers the night they just shared. Happiness washes over him, his dream of being with her finally fulfilled.

His happiness is short lived, when he senses the youkai nearby. Looking up in the sky he notices the poison insects overhead. Quickly, he kisses the woman next to him. Removing his arms from around her, he stands up and listens to the sounds nearby.

She awakens as he gets up. Moving her sore body, she sits up, blushing, as she remembers what they shared last night.

"Good morning," she says cheerfully.

Noticing he's quiet, she looks over at him. His face shows a mix of panic and sadness.

"What's the matter?" she questions.

"Naraku is near, I have to go now," he says with sadness.

Standing up quickly, she runs over to him. Standing directly in front of him now, she fights the tears that threaten to fall over the thought of losing him.

Looking downwards, she pleads with him "Please don't go. We will think of something, run away, anything!" she adds as she grabs his arm.

Using his free arm, he cups her chin with his hand, tilting her hear head up, as he gazes into her sad eyes.

"Last night was beautiful, more than I ever dreamed it could be, and I will take it with me forever." he states. "I must go, it is safer for you this way," he adds.

The tears that threatened to fall earlier now fall down her beautiful face. She starts sobbing, and her heart feels like it is breaking into a million pieces. She clutches his arm tighter, trying to make him stay with her.

"I love you Kikyo, I always have, and I always will!" he exclaims.

Moving his hand from her chin, he runs his fingers through her hair, pulling a strand to his nose, and smelling it, wanting to remember the smell of her.

She throws herself into his arms, wrapping hers around him, pressing her face into his chest.

"Musou, please don't go!" she cries out.

Wrapping his arms around her, he holds her as her body shakes with her immense grief.

Removing one of his arms from her, he brings his hand to the side of her neck and presses hard on her vein. As she faints, he grabs her, and lays her down on the blankets, covering her with one of them. Leaning down, he kisses her soft lips, one last time.

"I love you," he says slowly.

Looking up into the sky, he sees the soul collectors overhead. "Watch her, until she awakens," he commands.

Musou looks back at her one last time. "Goodbye my love!" he screams out.

Having no time left, he doesn't bother to get dressed. Quickly he runs in the direction where he believes Naraku is.

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Later, Kikyo awakens with a start. Sitting up, she looks around frantically, she notices he's gone. Her tears start falling down her beautiful face, wiping her tears away, she covers her face with her hands. Pulling her knees to her chest, she rocks back and forth like a baby, she's sobbing hysterically. Her heart is so heavy; she's lost the one man who truly loved her.

Her thoughts drift back to Musou, telling her he loved her. Gasping in shock, she realizes she never told him that she loved him to.



The End!

Note- So did I fool you? Who did you think it was? I did try to throw you off a few times.

TY to KuwaL for the idea on this couple. Chatting one night the idea came up, and I went off and wrote this. Everyone needs love. (Ack-did I just say something fluffy?)

Ahh now be kind, this is my first FF. I wrote most of this to Nina Gordon's song called 'Tonight'. Last but not least, a big TY and glomp to my beta. For holding my hand through this and the other FF I'm working on, and let's not forget a few whacks with that damn paddle on my knuckles and my ass. (OW!!)