InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Playtime's over ❯ Chapter Twelve: Lesson Learned ( Chapter 13 )

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~Chapter Twelve~

 

Inuyasha stared down at the sleeping, battered Kagome. A smirk crossed his features, he did quite a number on her, but it was worth it. In the end she would bend to his will, Kagome would obey him.

 

He smoothed his hands over the flame red marks that covered her thighs. This was Kagome's first lesson, submission. She provided quite a bit of entertainment. He chuckled, nodding his head to himself, yes, indeed she was.

 

Inuyasha licked his lips. Kagome had quite a lot of spirit. Yet, in the end, she learned her place. Inuyasha growled as he thought of the lack of control she had been able to bring out in him. He had to remove his hands from her legs or he would have cut her to shreds. He knew she would put up a fight, and if he had to beat the living crap out of her, he swore he would.

 

Inuyasha sighed, rubbing his temple. He could feel his human side trying to regain its control. But his demon blood wasn't ready to rest just yet. Once the hanyou was back in control, he would ruin everything. Demon Inuyasha had to smirk though. The look on that hanyou face would be one to remember.

 

'Funny, everyone assumed his demonic side was sleeping. Dormant, never coming to the surface, almost non-existent.' They were wrong. He chuckled, as he stood, stretching, and walked to the bathroom. Inuyasha took his time in search of what he needed to sooth his Mate. He turned the water on in the tub. `They always thought he would never surface, but he was always watching, snarling in his tomb.'

 

He had been kept in so long, no wonder he was out for blood. The needs to fuck, kill, shed blood, were so strong. `But what stopped him?' He wondered, as he went back inside the bedroom.

 

Kneeling beside the bed, he lifted his sleeping mate as gently as possible. Moving slowly, so she wasn't jarred too much, he walked back inside the bathroom.

 

Once he was sure the temperature was right, he set her down into the soothing water. She moaned still asleep. Inuyasha guessed the warm water felt good to her. He started to bathe her. With a firm grip on her, he started bathing her hair, adding shampoo, and then conditioner afterwards. He took his time washing her body throughly. Memorizing every place on her soft skin. Silk, soft, and fragile. `A fiery temper, a strong spirit. Maybe this is what has brought his youkai to the surface. The call of his Mate?'

 

He shrugged, and continued to wash her, but this time with her arms.

 

It was strange, one moment he could be cruel, and uncaring, the next sweet and gentle. He snorted at the thought. The fuck he is. With a huff, he finished bathing her.

 

Inuyasha could guess why he didn't feel the need to kill, to be involved in mindless violence. `It was her.' He stopped to stare at her innocent, beautiful face. She slept soundly, not fearing he could, or would, do any wrong to her. He smirked, lifting her wet body from the tub.

Inuyasha carried her inside the bedroom, and set her down. He headed back to the bathroom, draining the tub, and collecting towels. When he returned, Inuyasha began drying her. When he was finished, he covered her with a blanket, and laid down with her.

 

He chuckled darkly. 'Sleep now Mate...because you are in for a rude awakening.'