InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ She Who the Prophecy Foretold ❯ Conscious and Subconscious ( Chapter 66 )

Chapter 66 - Conscious and Subconscious

 

 

“...we're going to have to say that we know Kagome is strong enough to stand beside you through any difficulties. We know that she loves your pups and Rin just as much as she loves her little Shippo. And we know that she loves you. That's all that matters, really. If Kagome loves you and you love her then of course we are more than happy to give our permission for you to court her, as well as our full support.” Sesshoumaru's breath left him rapidly in a relieved sigh and he felt the weight and strain of worry leaving his body, leaving behind a relaxed and happy demon.

 

Gramps looked at the demon across from him and found that he just couldn't help himself. “Don't I get any say in this? I believe the boy asked us both!” Sesshoumaru felt his chest tighten in worry once more before Souta's words drifted through his mind. The old man sported a wicked grin, enjoying this while he had the chance, knowing that never again would he see this powerful demon at his mercy. Finally he spoke “You're the one who was born to make her happy. You are her perfect opposite, which makes you her perfect match, and the two of you will face many things together, standing as one against your challenges and your enemies. With you by her side the prophecy will be fulfilled. You are aware that you are her Sakimitama, Sesshoumaru, so why was this so difficult to ask?” he asked with a laugh. “We've been expecting it since you got here!”

 

Sesshoumaru allowed his head to drop to the table, cradled in his arms. Of course they would have to make this so difficult. Did they want him to have a heart attack? Of course this only made the old man laugh harder.

 

“Alright now, father. I think the poor boy's been tortured enough.” Her father pouted for a minute before rising and heading back outside. He had patrons to sell trinkets to! “I'm sorry, Sesshoumaru. We just couldn't resist. I still don't understand how you could be so nervous. Do you not believe that the prophecy is correct? Are you not sure if you are her Sakimitama?”

 

His head whipped up and he caught her eyes. “No. This Sesshoumaru would never doubt that Kagome is mine, but having the acceptance of her human family is an entirely different issue.”

 

Hiromi smiled softly. “Yes, I suppose you're right, but even if we'd said no Kagome would do whatever she wanted to. My daughter has a strong will.”

 

He almost snorted. “Of that this Sesshoumaru is very aware.”

 

“So, when did you ask her?”

 

He looked confused for a moment before realizing what she was asking about. “I have yet to ask her officially, though she is fully aware of my intentions. I wished to have your blessings before proceeding. Please do not mention this to her, at least not yet. I wish for it to be a surprise when I ask her.” He watched as Hiromi nodded her agreement. “There is something else I wish to discuss with you as well.”

 

“Sure. Go ahead.”

 

 

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After a while Kagome and her friends decided to quit for the day. It hadn't been a very productive afternoon as far as studying went, but they did have a lot of fun hanging out together like they hadn't had to opportunity to do for nearly two years. Kagome walked them down the stairs and to the front door, looking around and not seeing anyone in the living room or the kitchen. She shrugged her shoulders and said her good-byes, promising to be ready to go to the mall in the morning. Once they were all out the door Kagome turned around and nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw Sesshoumaru standing where she'd been sure there was no one just a moment ago. He had a smirk on his face that made her suspicious.

 

“What are you up to?” she asked slowly.

 

“This Sesshoumaru is up to nothing. Can I not look at you, my pretty little miko?” The smirk grew wider as she frowned at him. In his mind his beast was doing an inu happy dance, rolling on his back, feet in the air, tail waggling like crazy, relieved that the hardest part was over. They'd given their blessings and now all he had to do was ask Kagome officially, which she'd already assured him she would agree to. Then he would officially be courting her, something he was thoroughly going to enjoy. And on top of that Kagome's mother agreed to help him with his other secret plan. In fact, she was outside right now talking to Kagome's friends about it. He couldn't wait to see her face when she found out.

 

“You can look at me. But you've got this sneaky look to you, and that smirk only makes it worse. What are you smirking about, hmm?”

 

“This Sesshoumaru has many things to smirk about.” He swept her into his arms and rested his chin on her head, breathing her in. “And they all seem to revolve around you.” Kagome yawned into his chest and his eyebrow lifted. “Am I boring you, Kagome dear?” he asked in a playful hurt tone.

 

“Nah. But I got up way too early this morning. Something about being drawn to the well house got me out of bed before dawn. Shoulda stayed in bed,” she said with a grin that he couldn't see but could hear in her voice.

 

“Then perhaps a nap is in order? And this Sesshoumaru is very grateful that you didn't stay in bed this morning. You will be too soon enough.”

 

“Oh, really? You still on that then? You still have plans for me this evening to put your new arm to good use?” He purred his agreement, sending shivers down her spine. “I guess so. A nap does sound good. Just until dinner though.” She found herself lifted from the floor instantly, her legs making themselves at home around his waist and her arms looping around his neck. “Gotta love free transportation…” she mumbled, already drifting off. When he made it to her room he carefully laid her on the bed, leaving mokomoko to keep her comfortable and warm, before heading back downstairs to start working on the plan with Hiromi.

 

 

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“So, are you ready to tell us what's going on now Inuyasha?” Miroku asked with a grin, knowing that the hanyou was finally going to share his secret. Sango merely looked on with curiosity.

 

“I'm gonna tell ya, but you have to promise to at least listen before being against it.” He waited until each nodded, both of his friends now wary of what he was going to say. “I caught the kids planning it and rather than stop them I decided to help them and I'm hoping you guys will help us out too.”

 

“Inuyasha, would you just say it already?” Sango said in a frustrated tone, tired of his beating around the bush.

 

“Alright, already! Damn! I caught the kids planning to pull pranks on Kouga and the rest of the wolves.” He saw the disapproving look appearing on both of their faces. “Hey now! You promised! No judging `til you've heard it all. They don't like the way Kouga talks about Kagome. It's like their way off getting him back. And the wolf deserves it! He's such an ass! You can't say that you wouldn't love to see a completely orange Kouga.” He smirked as neither Miroku nor Sango could stop the smile creeping onto their faces at the thought. “I know you think the prick is a jerk too. We were hoping you might join us, help us out. Kagome's mom gave me some of Kagome's clothes for her scent and her camera. And she told me about some of the tricks people in her time play on each other and gave me the stuff for them too.”

 

Jaken had been listening from where he sat, wanting to yell at that idiot hanyou for even considering allowing the young lords to act in such a common manner. Then he realized that the wolf really deserved it and that it would be an excellent way of passing the time while his Lord Sesshoumaru and the miko were gone. “This Jaken would like to assist you.” Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku all turned and looked at the little toad in shock. “What? The foolish wolf offended my Lord as well as insulted my Lady and this Jaken will not miss the chance at a much deserved revenge.” They all nodded, surprised that he wanted to participate. Of course he might just come in handy.

 

 

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Hiromi was humming when she came back inside. Sesshoumaru's idea was a great one and she was already excited about it. She'd successfully recruited Kagome's three best friends from this time to help. She noticed Sesshoumaru sitting alone in the living room while on her way to the kitchen. “Is something wrong, dear?”

 

The taiyoukai looked up and shook his head. “No, this Sesshoumaru is merely thinking. Kagome was in need of a nap so she will be asleep until dinner.”

 

“Alright, then come on. We can make plans while I get dinner started.”

 

 

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Kagura was getting nervous. It was getting late and the sun would be setting soon. Naraku was to meet the panthers an hour after sunset. She didn't know what was going to happen. She'd successfully warned them and they told her that they would help her. But what if Naraku found out? She wasn't ready to die. What she wanted, more than anything else, was to survive long enough to see Naraku defeated, to experience true freedom, even if just for a moment.

 

Naraku was anxious as well, but for a different reason. He couldn't wait to give the panthers their `shards'. He would have the help needed to put his plan into action. They would separate the hanyou from his companions on the next new moon and once Inuyasha was alone and defenseless he would finally succeed in killing the annoyance that had so far eluded him. And once the task was done he would have a new toy. Naraku closed his eyes and allowed his head to rest on the wall behind him, relaxing as he pictured all the different things he would do with his pretty little panther demoness doll. He felt as his arousal increased in anticipation. He couldn't very well go meet with them in his current `condition', so he decided to take care of the problem himself.

 

He reached into his hakamas, his hand wrapping around his erection. He hissed in pleasure at the contact before slowly sliding his hand up and down the shaft, all the while imagining the things he would do when she was finally his.

 

She lay on her back, fully naked and exposed to his heated gaze. As he approached the bed she smiled at him, her hand beckoning him closer, while her eyes held nothing. It was like she was hollow inside. Naraku trailed his clawed fingertips up her left leg, leaving a trail of blood behind him. She moaned for him like a good girl at the stinging sensation as he sliced open her skin. He straddled her waist so he could make full use of both of his hands, his claws tracing patterns on her stomach and chest. He saved the breasts for last as he leaned down to lick the blood that was pooling in her navel, drinking in her life's fluid, moaning himself at the taste of her. He kissed his way up towards her breasts, licking up her blood as he went. All the while she'd been moaning, her body enjoying the pain inflicted on it by her master, but at the same time her mind was locked inside, experiencing everything but unable to stop it.

 

He loved that thought the most, that she would be conscious inside of what he was doing and how she obeyed him. He growled his enjoyment as his hand moved faster now, his hold so tight it was painful, but he reveled in the pain, his grip getting even tighter in his excitement.

 

He finally kissed his way to her breasts, his tongue flicking out to tease a dark, erect peak that topped a beautiful tanned mound. He swirled his tongue around it a few times before taking the nipple in his mouth, suckling gently until his mouth opened wider and he sunk his fangs into her flesh as deep as they could go. His teeth still buried in her breast he looked up at her eyes, seeing the conflicted look. Her body followed his command, enjoying his rough treatment, but her mind was still in there, horrified by his actions and terrified of what would come next. A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye before the last flicker of life her eyes held was extinguished as she gave up and accepted that she would serve him as he wished for the rest of her life. His hand slipped down her body to behind where he still sat over her waist, his fingers roughly exploring her previously untouched folds before roughly shoving three fingers into her virgin opening, knowing that even though she moaned in pleasure, inside she could feel the pain.

 

Naraku grunted and gasped as his body released, covering his hand and his pants with a sticky white mess. He wiped most of it from his hand before standing and heading to his personal spring. He would be fresh and clean when he met with his newest `allies', though he was certain it would be difficult to keep his mind off of his doll, especially being so close to her. With a frustrated sigh he slipped out of his clothes and into the steaming hot water. Hopefully a bath would help him pass the time until their meeting. He was not a patient demon, at least not when it came to the acquisition of his soon to be most favored female. It would already be hard enough not taking her until after the hanyou was dead. Until then all he had for entertainment was Kagura or his own hand, and he much preferred himself to that frigid bitch. So it was just him, alone, anxious, aroused, all until he finally killed Inuyasha.

 

 

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Dinner was done. They'd gotten a lot of planning done, made the more important decisions, and filled in both Souta and Gramps on their secret. The table was set and it was time to wake Kagome. Sesshoumaru headed up the stairs and opened the door to her room. He was hit with a wave of the most delicious scent that he couldn't stop the purr in his chest. Her arousal was thick in the air but as he looked at her he noticed that she was still asleep, deeply asleep. He stood and merely watched her for a few minutes, smirking when she would moan and mumble his name in her sleep. Apparently his sweet, pure little miko was having very impure dream about him. He couldn't help but to sit gently on the edge of the bed and lean down to just very lightly kiss her soft lips.

 

She responded immediately, returning the kiss, deepening the kiss, dragging her tongue along his lips as her arms wound around his neck so he couldn't escape her. Well, he could have but why would he want to? When she pulled back for air he spoke quietly. “Kagome… Kagome wake up. It is time for dinner and your family is waiting.”

 

Kagome was in a world filled with fluffy clouds, soft white fur, and one beautiful sex god that she couldn't help but worship. She knew it was a dream but when he pressed his lips to hers it felt incredibly real and she thoroughly enjoyed the kiss, filling it with the passion she felt for him. His arms wrapped around her and his deep, sexy voice surrounded her. She didn't want to wake up. She was enjoying herself right where she was. But as his words continued to slip through the wall separating her dream world from the conscious world Kagome knew she had to get up. They'd skipped out on dinner with her family last night and they couldn't do it again, no matter how tempting the idea was. She let out a little groan as she began to wake, watching her dream god fade away before her. When she slowly opened her eyes, she smiled. It wasn't so bad leaving dream the Sesshoumaru when you had the real one waiting for you when you woke up.

 

“There you are. What were you just dreaming about, Kagome?” Sesshoumaru asked with a half smirk he was trying to keep under control. He watched as she blushed and looked away, refusing to answer. “That good? Well at least I know I was in it. This Sesshoumaru would be hurt if you dreamt of another, especially if the dream made you smell this good. You only smell like this for me.”

 

She groaned in embarrassment. She just couldn't catch a break from the inu nose. “And what if I was dreaming about someone else? How can you be so sure it was you?” she asked playfully. A low and threatening growl escaped him at her words. “Oh calm down big bad demon. You know you're the only one who makes me feel like this. Can't take a joke, can you?”

 

He frowned at her. “This Sesshoumaru does not enjoy the possibility of you being so aroused by another.” He leaned in a kissed her throat, his nose pressed to her pulse. “You are mine, no one else's.”

 

Kagome wound her fingers through his hair. “No one else's. Unless you count the children and the rest of the pack. You do kinda have to share me with them.”

 

His tongue slipped out and licked over her pulse. “Granted, though no one else will have as much of you as I do. And this Sesshoumaru is certain you were dreaming of me because you were calling out my name between moans. Quite the sight you were. Now we must go down for dinner. They are still waiting for us.”

 

“Alright, just gimme a minute.” The demon lord watched her go into the small room that held the shower, closing the door behind her. When she came out a few minutes later her hair was brushed and she looked much more alert. He was slightly disappointed that the scent of her arousal was nearly completely gone. “I'm ready,” she said before opening the bedroom door and looking back at him. “You coming or what?” Realizing that he was just sitting there staring he shook all errant thoughts from his mind and rose. They walked down the stairs together before taking their seats at the dining room table.

 

“Did you have a nice rest, dear?” Hiromi asked while passing a large dish to Souta, who passed it to Kagome.

 

“Yeah. I guess I was really tired. But then I should have expected it, getting up before dawn and all.”

 

Dinner conversation was light, no one wanting to say something they shouldn't. It was especially difficult for Souta who was dying to announce their secret at the top of his lungs. But he'd promised, and he intended to keep it. Sesshoumaru was finding the meal more and more difficult to sit through as time went on. He tried a bit of each dish Hiromi had made but none of it was appetizing. He'd just eaten that afternoon anyway so he wasn't hungry, at least not for food. But Kagome, that was a different story. Whatever she'd been dreaming must still have been on her mind because her enticing scent grew stronger every minute. Every time he glanced at her she would blush and look away, the scent of her arousal spiking deliciously. He was having a serious internal fight as to whether he should wait patiently until dinner was over and then maul her the second they got in her room or if he should just throw her over his shoulder now, leap up the stairs, and taste that delicious scent she was releasing. While he would have preferred the second he knew he had to do the first. Knowing that didn't make it any easier though. By the time the plates were empty Sesshoumaru was just minutes away from breaking his own resolve and going with plan B.

 

He watched as Kagome helped her mother collect the plates and left-over food and carry it al to the kitchen. When she came back out she looked at him with a sweet, innocent smile that so contradicted the delicious smell she was putting out. “Do you want some more of your food? Or are you not hungry at all?”

 

“This Sesshoumaru is not hungry at the moment.” `At least not for food. You, on the other hand, are quite appetizing. If you do not hurry and get upstairs I will be carrying you.'

 

Kagome blushed and turned away, quickly excusing her self and Sesshoumaru for the night. She started up the stairs, an inu taiyoukai hot on her trail. Once she made it into her room she found herself pressed against the back of the now closed bedroom door, her demon holding her there while burying his face in her throat. “What's got you all excited?” she asked between her soft breathy moans as he kissed and nipped at every inch of her that he could reach.

 

His mouth was near her ear, his hot breath caressing her skin. “You, Kagome, have gotten me very excited. First a naughty dream and then your arousal during the evening meal… this Sesshoumaru can only take so much temptation.”

 

 

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“I have always found the wolf prince to be irritating and rude, especially the way he refuses to listen to Kagome and the things he said about her the last time we saw him,” Miroku said thoughtfully.

 

Sango nodded. “I still can't believe the things he said. He deserved for Sesshoumaru to wring his neck. I'm in,” she announced with a smirk.

 

“Well, if my lovely Sango is in then so am I.” Miroku smiled as Sango blushed.

 

“K'eh! You two need to get a hut. I don't know how much more of this lovey dovey shit I can handle. It's weird enough watching my brother flirt with Kagome. Now I gotta watch you guys too?”

 

“I would be more than happy to take this to an empty hut,” Miroku said while waggling his eyebrows at Sango.

 

“Monk, just cuz I love you doesn't mean I won't kick your ass!” Sango growled back, her hand clutching Hiraikotsu

 

“Alright then. Sango, don't knock the idiot out. It's time we make our plans. We wanna do a couple things a day so that we have something to enjoy while Kagome's gone.”

 

Miroku nodded and rose, walking over to the piles of supplies. After poking around for a moment he pulled out one of the drawing pads Kagome'd brought for the children and a crayon. He returned to his seat and all the children joined them, forming a circle around the fire. “First we should list the different ideas so we can determine which will work the best with which. Then we can make the attack plan for each day.”

 

Inuyasha smiled. They'd agreed to join in on the fun and Miroku was going to be a huge help. The group sat and talked, the kids listing off their prank ideas. Then Inuyasha shared the ideas Hiromi had given him, making everyone laugh as they imagined just what would happen to the wolves and how they would react. And to have pictures! That made it all the better. They plotted and planned until everyone was too hungry to go on without dinner. They ate while talking and then continued until night fell and everyone went off to bed to dream of what they would do the next day.

 

 

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The sun was setting in the feudal era just as the sun was setting in Kagome's time. Sitting in a dark room a being with fiery red eyes watched as night closed in. It would be soon. Very, very soon. The impatient hanyou had everything ready. The shards, both fake and real, were completed. In just less than an hour he would be taking the next step in his brilliantly evil plot.

 

Not too far from where the dark hanyou sat, running his plan through his mind, were five shadows moving stealthy though the forest. They had devised their plan of action and now all there was to do was wait for the meeting time. They had chosen the time after sunset for a reason. The panthers could disappear completely into shadows, as if they were made of nothing but shadows themselves. He would never be able to pinpoint the locations of all of them, ensuring they would have the upper hand. They would keep their youngest the farthest from the monster who planned to enslave her. He would pay for even thinking such thoughts. He would suffer for his cruel intentions and the demoness who risked her own safety to protect the safety of their own would be set free as soon as possible.

 

The panthers were never one's to jump into battle without all the information. They would find a way to kill the abomination and set Kagura free, but first they would discover what he had wished for them to do for him. They would learn about his other enemies. They would learn about any other creature, human, demon, or otherwise, who were wronged in some way by Naraku. They gather all information they could before making a plan and following through. Until then they would act as if they knew nothing of his treachery. They would listen to what he wanted from them; they would most likely agree to help him, to keep Kagura safe, and they would make sure he felt like he had everything under control. He would never suspect a thing, not until his blood painted the ground as black as the night sky and he breathed his last.

 

 

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“What, my dear, sweet, innocent Kagome, were you thinking of during our evening meal to cause you to smell quite so intoxicating?”

 

She blushed at his words. How could she tell him what she'd been thinking? What'd she'd dreamt of earlier? How could she possibly find the words to explain how she was remembering the feel of his long slender fingers sliding in and out of her body? How could she tell him that she was imagining just what it would be like to touch him like he's touched her so many times before? How could she put in to words her overwhelming desire to explore his perfect carved form?

 

“No answer my dear? Perhaps you were anticipating what this Sesshoumaru has planned for you this evening?” He pressed his body against her, his hands moving to rest on the curve of her hips. “I was promised after all. I will most definitely be enjoying you this night.”

 

“Really?” she asked in a playful voice. “What if I'm still tired?”

 

“Then you will be even more so when I have finished with you.”

 

“And if I have a headache?”

 

“You know very well I can sense when you are in pain.”

 

“What if I just want to cuddle?”

 

“If you postpone my fun for the evening I will only enjoy you twice as much tomorrow. Perhaps even more due to the frustrating delay.”

 

“Well I wouldn't want to leave you frustrated now would I?” She let out a soft moan as his hands moved over her soft skin, traveling under her shirt and caressing every inch of her he could reach. Deciding she didn't want to wait any longer, Kagome lifted her shirt over her head, turning her back to him to allow him to attempt to remove the lacy purple bra that covered her.

 

“No, I believe I will leave this on for a while longer. Though you are more than welcome to remove the pants.” He leaned down, pressing kisses to the soft skin of her back, dropping to his knees to cover her lower back with kisses and pulling the now unhooked jeans down as he went. She stepped out of them, kicking them across the room to land next to her hamper. “You are absolutely beautiful, my Kagome.” She smiled as he rose behind her, yelping in surprise as he swept her off the ground to lay her across her bed. He started at her feet, kissing her ankles and moving up slowly, worshipping the length of both legs before skipping over the lacy panty covered area to continue kissing her stomach and chest, avoiding the covered areas once again. He intended to make her suffer just as long as he had suffered through dinner.

 

While she was enjoying his adoring touches and kisses her mind was filled with thoughts that were swirling and refusing to go away. She wanted him to make her feel like he had before. Her body ached for the relief only he could give but she also wanted to touch him, to kiss and explore his body as he was doing to hers. Finally she decided. “Sesshoumaru?” she whispered. She wasn't sure to ask for what she wanted. She hesitated.

 

He moved higher to look into her nervous eyes. “What is it you desire my Kagome?” His voice was low and deep, filled with the passion he felt only for her.

 

“I… will you… I mean I want to… Shit!” she said roughly, frustrated with her inability to word her wishes.

 

“Whatever it is you want Kagome I will give you. All you need to do is tell me.”

 

She closed her eyes tight and sucked in a deep breath, searching for as much confidence as she could scrounge up. “I want you to… lie down for me.” He looked at her in confusion for a moment before moving off of her to do as she wished. “Wait!” she said in a tone that surprised them both. He stood next to her bed, not sure what to do. She stood and moved closer to him, slipping the open silk shirt from his shoulders. She fingered the white undershirt while looking into his eyes. “Take this off.” Her finger slid down to the waist of his jeans where she unbuttoned and unzipped them with expert speed. “And these,” she said with a tug on one of his belt loops.

 

He couldn't help but obey her demands. Hearing her order him to remove his clothing was one of the most erotic things he'd ever experienced. No one dared tell him what to do, but here was a petite human miko in nothing but purple lace making demands that he fulfilled immediately and obediently. Inside even his beast was ready and willing to roll over, play dead, fetch, or anything else she wanted. He stood in front of her in nothing but his red silk boxers wondering what would come next.

 

She flipped the comforter to the bottom of the bed before slipping between the sheets. “Take them off and get under here,” she ordered, suddenly feeling powerful as her demon of immeasurable strength met her every whim. She turned away, still not sure how she was going to manage but knowing she wanted to try. She felt him slip under the sheet beside her. “I want you to stay still for me, alright?” He nodded absently, completely focused on her actions. “I… I want to… just don't move.”

 

“Your every wish is my command little miko,” he said in his deep, seductive voice.

 

Kagome lifted her upper body up on her right elbow as her left hand lowered the sheet so that his chest was fully exposed but he was still covered from the waist down. She trailed her fingers along his skin as her hand moved back up his body. “You are so sexy,” she whispered, not sure where the words had come from. Seconds later she was sitting on his abdomen, both her hands tracing the lines of his body, outlining every muscle while they twitched under her attention. Leaning down, she pressed her lips to his lightly before opening her lips to trail her tongue along the crease between his still closed lips. They opened immediately at the sensation of her tongue dragging along them but once they parted she pulled away slightly, moving on to trace the lines on his cheeks. Her hands slipped behind his head, holding him still as she pressed a hard kiss to his still open lips, slipping her tongue between them to taste him.

 

He allowed her to control the kiss, adoring the feel of her above him in the dominant position which was something he'd never imagined possible. He and his beast were in agreement. Whatever she intended he would allow. His body belonged as much to her as hers did to him and he wanted her to know so. His body belonged to her as much as hers did to him. Besides, he was extremely curious to see where she went with this and if she would lose her nerve. She was incredibly nervous, he could tell, but as she got more comfortable and bolder she got less and less anxious.

 

It felt so good to be above him, to be in control, and Kagome absolutely reveled in the feeling. Pulling her face back from his own, she dragged her nails down his chest, leaving red trails behind that faded before her eyes. Apparently he enjoyed the feeling, if the moan he released was any indication. She leaned back down, kissing his shoulder and into the curve of his throat, smiling as his head tilted away to give her more access to his throbbing pulse, knowing that he had just submitted to her dominance according to his inu instincts. It meant a lot to her that he would do so. He trusted her enough to allow her this. He truly didn't see himself as above her, couldn't if he could so easily submit to her. The knowledge only excited her more as she took full advantage of her dominant position. She licked and nipped at his throat and shoulder, imitating what he'd done to her multiple times, paying special attention to his pulse point. Remembering their time in the forest she dragged her teeth across his skin and was not disappointed in his reaction. She continued her trail of kisses, moving down his chest, teasing his nipples with her tongue and teeth, paying close attention to his every sound, learning just what he really liked.

 

As her lips trailed lower his eyes rolled back in his head. Her every touch seared him, her teeth dragging across his skin, nipping at him was almost more than he could stand. If he had not been a being of such control he would have already rolled her beneath him and buried his face in the source of the amazing scent that was so strong he was having trouble focusing. His head spun with the arousing fragrance and the sensations she was sending through his entire form. He felt her move lower, tongue tracing the dips carved between his perfectly defined muscles. He didn't know what to do when she moved off his body to rest at his side, her upper body supported by her right arm as her left traced the line of the sheet, her fingertips brushing the soft silver trail of hairs that lead to where he most wished her to touch. He missed the heat of her body over his but the bit of disappointment was flattened as she moved her fingers through short silver strands. He watched her closely as she dragged the sheet lower, revealing more silver that she ran her fingers through, admiring the softness of what was really more fur than hair. She knew he was incredibly aroused. She couldn't have missed it if she tried since the sheet was obviously tented where it just barely covered his aching erection.

 

It was so soft. She'd never really paid attention to that little trail of hairs starting at his navel but now she was enthralled with the texture, uncovering more so she could continue her exploration. She was so close. She knew she could do it. She would just pull the sheet down a little further and see what she'd been so curious about ever since she'd felt it brushing against her in the shower. She really didn't understand why she was so nervous about it. Sure, she'd never seen one up close. She'd never seen anything more than a diagram in her health book before her quick glimpse in the early morning light as the drops of water covering his body glimmered in the bright shining rays. But she would get past her nervousness. She wanted too badly to touch him, to make him feel the same pleasures as he did her, and no amount of nervousness could or would stop her.

 

 

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He had sat in the alley for hours, confused, unsure of what was real and what was merely his imagination running away from him. He sat until darkness fell before he rose, walking mechanically to his home, ignoring the questions from his parents as he climbed the stairs to his room. Closing the door behind him he lay on his back on his bed, not bothering to strip out of his soiled clothes, staring at the photos of his beautiful Kagome until he slipped off to sleep. His sleep was filled with nightmares of blood red eyes and deadly pointed fangs, of the sound and smell of sizzling concrete and a sickly green glow. There were demons hiding in the shadows at every turn as he searched for her. All throughout the night he tossed and turned, sweating and crying out in his sleep, as the demons chased him, as the demons stole his Kagome and she cried out for his help, as he failed to rescue her from the darkness over and over again.