InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Silence the Fairytale ❯ New Beginnings ( Chapter 33 )

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

A/n: I'm happy you all loved that chapter so much. I really really put a lot of thought into it. I must have reread it about 500 times, added to it and changed it and the damn thing still had typos. Fuck. That's such a damn pet peeve of mine. I'm so happy to see some of my old reviewers, it makes me feel all fluffy. IDK if any of you were following 'Sleep Paralysis', and if you weren't I DON'T BLAME YOU, but to those of you who are I'm in the process of rereading it. Angst and misery ahoy... Anyway, I also updated 'Kiyou Nitsuite Amedare' about a week ago, for those who were reading that too.

'Kiyou Nitsuite Amedare' doesn't have a lot of readers. If you have the time, go check it out? I really love that story. It's my favorite alongside this and Sleep Paralysis.

I'm happy for the long break. It gave me a fresh view and a new perspective to put to this. Ahhh... happiness. I guess if I ever became a real author I'd never make any money cause it takes me 5 years to finish stuff. Bleh. Lol.

THANK KNITTING KNOTS FOR HELPING ME PUSH THIS IDEA THROUGH. Thank her for the lemon, because without her it wouldn't have happened. Cause I'm evil. But she was right, they deserved it.

KnittingKnots: No, I don't, but if you enlightened me I'd be terribly happy.

SplendentGoddess: Yea...I felt guilty for a prolonged absence. So I'm trying to make up for it. I'm so happy you loved that chapter :). Plus, btw, I totally love your fanfiction. I think I'll read through a bunch of them later (as if I haven't been doing it all day already)...

Inuyashaloverr: <3333. Thanks lovey. Nice to see you again!

Unistar: Oh the politeness returns. Hugs dear. Happy to see you :).

Midcat: The more evil part of me considered it but the nicer part of me got fed up with them playing games. Raging hormones win again! Thank you for the welcome back :)).

~~~WARNING: LEMON.

P.s. Rejoice.

Kagome knew at some point, she'd need to breathe. This couldn't last for much longer, but she couldn't find it in her to give a shit about the burning in her lungs.

At the moment, she was too busy tangling seeking hands into Inuyasha's hair, clawing gently at his scalp as he was busy making sure she didn't fall in her advances. He was growling, vibrating her mouth as she tried to force breath into her nose.

Anything to not make this moment end.

Hell, who needed air?

Not her.

Trembling against her desperate ventures, Inuyasha lifted her up farther and pratically slammed her to a tree, breaking the kiss and watching the way her eyes fluttered and a protesting whimper let loose from her kiss-swollen lips. He was vaguely trying to remember how they had gotten to this point, praying to the Kamis this wasn't some sort of amazingly realistic dream.

But by the burning sensation he had against his stomach, and the way his skin tingled when she pulled his hair in askance, he was damn sure it wasn't.

He felt euphoric.

It was him making her make those sounds. It was him she was desperate for. It was him she wanted more of.

And who was he to keep a lady waiting?

Pressing his hot mouth to her neck, he lapped at the skin and licked at her pulse, delighting in the way she writhed against his front at his attentions. She whined incomprehensibly, asking for more of something, something she wasn't even sure of. Something Inuyasha was too far gone to wonder if it was too soon, a fog taking over his mind at her sweetness, allowing himself to be lost inside her taste.

Her throat contracted against his mouth, swallowing against his contact as she keened, pulling ever so desperately at his hair. A slight smirk overtook his lips as he nibbled his way to her collar bone, running a hand over her thigh and over the folds of the haori she wore. He doubted she realized the way she rubbed against him in her bare glory, kissing butterfly kisses against his temple.

He melted under her gentle affections, pressing his face against her neck and shivering at her open adoration. His fingers contracted against her flesh, pressing their bodies together fully and he knew he never wanted to let her go.

Not ever again.

She moved her hands to cup his cheeks gently, pulling him back toward her. A beautiful blush painted her cheeks reflecting her passions, and he allowed her to fall into him as their lips locked once more. White hot light was shining behind his eyes, gripping his lungs and sapping the strength from him as he fell to the ground in a sitting position and kept her safely perched in his lap. She straddled his legs and hadn't noticed the way the haori had fell open during their caresses.

Inuyasha took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her exposed back, his hands gliding along her spine softly, relishing in the way her skin burned beneath his fingertips. It struck him before how enormously stupid he had been to ignore his wanton desires before then. It had been so obvious she wanted it too, from the way she had been weirdly embarrassed about being naked around him to the way she'd openly watch him for lengthy periods of time.

Inuyasha was old enough to know what that look had meant.

He was nibbling her bottom lip in ways that left her gasping, her searching hands running along the inside of his under-kimono shirt. He flinched when he felt her soft palms pressing against his rapidly moving chest, planting themselves there as she arched back under his attentions. He was nipping along her neck now, moving lower and lower and Gods be damned if this wasn't exactly what he wanted.

In fact, it was a certain little sign from Kami that had shown him exactly what to do.

He felt his eyebrows raise at the thought that Kami might be involved in his sex life, of all things, and a rather unnerving thought.

Yet here, trapped in his arms was the single most gorgeous creature he had ever met, pressing herself down against him in need and that's all he wanted to know as his mind went blank with only knowledge of her once more.

Allowing his head to travel further down, his hot mouth latched onto the one area he had always desired to kiss...

...his mark.

The proof that all along she had been his.

And when his mouth latched onto her breast, suckling at it like he was a starved man, drinking in her essence, she shrieked. It had surprised her the vivid electricity that had run through her bloodstream as he lapped at her breast languidly, intent on taking his time and savoring every moment of her. His lips kissed her soft breast fully, his ears trained on her to delight in every strangled moan she gave him.

"...I-Inu..." she whispered his name brokenly, wantingly.

She pushed away at the folds of his inner kimono, allowing it to fall away from him and leave him topless. He shuddered at her bold action, lifting his head to kiss her deeply once more as he clutched her to his body urgently, rocking her in his lap as he consumed her. She was caving in under the strength of his insistence, disrobing herself completely, albeit shyly as he held her like he was afraid she might run at any moment.

She had wanted this for far too long to have second doubts now.

As if by some unspoken answer, Inuyasha took her relinquishing her last shield from full nudity as permission to remove his hakama. Pressing their foreheads together, she watched in abstract fascination as he removed the last article of clothing between them and completion. Some part of her registered perhaps she should have been more modest, perhaps she should have had more reservations.

Should have, would have, I don't care anymore.

She was too tired of caring what he might think, what others might think, what the universe might think.

What about what I think...?

And she thought, selfishly, she deserved this.

She deserved him.

For all that they had been through together, for how well they knew each other, for her steadfast loyalty to him and for him to her...

He deserved for her to give this to him.

She deserved to receive it from him.

And as if it were fact, that was how simple it was for her.

She needed him.

Not just wanted.

Needed him.

Like she needed the sun, or to eat, or to breathe, or to sleep.

For her own survival.

I...can't live without you...

And she was unashamed of it, admitting it to herself, the thing that was so obvious all along. From the moment she woke up after she had been rejected by her own race, staring into those golden hues as he bitched at her to wake up. Asking her if she was alive.

'Oi, wench, you still breathin...?'

It struck Kagome that before now, she didn't really think she was.

Not the way her nerves danced under every inflamed kiss, the way her heart soared at the way he held her, not the solace she found residing in her soul at the thought of them joining.

So the true answer was before this moment, she had never been alive.

She whimpered at the feel of warm fingers searching out the lowest point of her body, her most secret place, and she writhed in discomfort. Unconciously she wriggled her hips, trying to allow him more access and she was barely aware of his deep throated chuckle at her enthusiasm. "K'gome..." he murmured her name brokenly like a silent prayer.

Fingers reached her and she wanted to cry.

It had to be heresy to feel this good.

"I-Inu..."

He brushed his lips against her forehead, allowing her to whimper into his neck as his probing fingers pressed against something that sent shocks of heat throughout her core. "Shhh Kags... relax..." he knew she couldn't help the way she tensed under his ministrations, simultaneously wanting to pull away from the overly intense pleasure and beg him for more.

Inuyasha knew when enough was enough as he moved his fingertips along her clit and slid one inside her gently. He felt her lips part as she gapsed into his throat, and he felt the adam's apple in his neck bob as she convulsed. He was ready for her, oh so ready...

But he knew he had to be gentle, he knew she was inexperienced and he knew what would happen if he didn't make sure she was ready.

What he wasn't expecting were the way her shy fingers brushed against the tip of his phallus and he growled in response, clutching her tightly to him, ceasing all movement. She froze in his arms, uncertain, as if she had done something wrong. She didn't voice her concerns and she didn't need to, Inuyasha could sense her distress. Through the red haze that had settled over him, he still managed to lick her cheek in reassurance, to let her know he was simply trying to control the sudden urge of want that came crashing into him. It had lit him on fire, this burning thing, and he had to restrain himself from throwing her on the ground and sheathing himself in her fully.

It was sensually torturous, and he knew the anticipation would be well worth it when he gave in. But he wasn't quite ready... not yet.

Wrapping a hand around her small wrist, he brought her nervous hand back toward him and allowed her to explore. She relaxed as he placed her there, letting her experience him as he was her, and he returned to fingering her gently as she sighed in unabashed delight. She moved against his palm, grinding into it, and when he added another finger she mewled. Her ribs concaved and her fingers spasmed against his penis. He couldn't contain the whimper that rolled off his tongue.

She rammed down against his hand, inadveratedly tearing her hymen against his claws. He froze, horrified, when she went rigid in his embrace. He withdrew his fingers a bit, cursing quietly to himself as he pulled back to look her in the face.

"Ite!"

"Kagome...?"

Her cheeks were bright pink, her face contorted somewhere between unbelievable pleasure and a grimace of pain. He felt himself begin to quiver, reaching for her, shocked that he might have hurt her at all.

She offered him a complaining smile after a moment of stillness, tears gathering in her eyes, "I know it's...supposed to hurt... but that sucked."

Inuyasha became unhinged, pushing her onto her back in a rush to make it better. "I know... I know... I'm so sorry..."

She went to reach for him, to reassure him as he lowered himself over her body and travelled futher away from her than she would have liked. Her heart contracted painfully with the thought he was stopping, and she tried to console him, "No, no I'm ok I pro....Ahhh!"

She stopped midsentence when she felt his tongue slide against her, all thoughts of pain leaving her. The tears in her eyes returned with a vengance, but definitely not from any sort of discomfort.

She wanted to cry because she knew what Heaven finally felt like.

Heaven was Inuyasha doing everything he could to bring her pleasure, his hands holding her hips down as she brought them up to meet his mouth. Heaven was him delving his tongue inside of her, washing away any semblance of sanity she might have had left. Heaven was his stripping her of all spoken words besides his name, riding her higher and higher until she thought she might never come down.

Heaven was when she was on the brink, so ready to release the tightly wound coil inside her stomach, him pushing himself inside of her and letting her know what it was like to be whole.

And it was the most euphoric moment of her life when she came crashing down to earth to rejoin Inuyasha, clinging to him like she had been a lost child he had found. And she found he was what heaven on earth really was.

It was him lying still inside her, allowing her walls to stroke his length, allowing her to adjust to him as he stared at her as if she had given him the most precious gift of all. Fangs were biting his lower lip, eyes rolling back into his head as she felt him twitch inside her. She pulled back to look at him, joy filling her entirety, and she could never remember a time she felt happy.

And it was a need to share that happiness, a need to let him know how she was feeling that made her voice those thoughts without shame, to give them to him with no remorse.

"I love you, Inuyasha."

She watched him do a double-take, peering at her in disbelief. He was slack-jaw, mouth gaping at her as some unknownable emotion ran through his face.

In fascination, she watched him lower his face toward her, as if he were almost afraid. As if he was wondering if she might take back her words, say it was a mistake, as if she regretted them.

And it was only when he brushed his lips gently against her ear, his cheek rubbing against her that she heard him whisper to her.

"I love you too, Kagome."

And she knew, she couldn't hold it back any longer.

... she cried.

She cried as he pulled out and thrust back inside her, hushing her softly, lapping up her tears like they were his redemption. His soft strokes bringing her her salvation, piecing back together the heart she hadn't known was broken. And when she kissed him, and he kissed her back as he rocked as deeply inside her that she thought he was touching her very spirit, she knew she'd rather die than ever deny him.

And when the cauterizing thirst gripped them both, sinking its unrelenting claws inside them both, the sensitivity was thrown to the wind as he began to increase the pace of their joining.

Faster and faster he delved inside her, and while Kagome did her best to meet him for each thrust the exertion left her worn, and she rode on waves of helpless ecstacy as he plundered her haven. She felt him tensing above her, his panting into her hair, the way he held fast to her. He lifted her legs over his shoulders, gripping the back of her thighs as he stuttered her name into the autumn breeze.

She closed her eyes, relishing in the feel of him inside her, hot and thick and she was screaming his name before she knew it. Her nails dug into his shoulderblades, and she felt him shove deep inside her one final time as he growled deeply into her flesh in an inhuman way.

Together they peaked, touching the stars as he emptied into her without a second thought, without another consideration into her soft body. And she accepted him, fully and wantonly, rising to feed into his need to be within her.

They descended together in a tangle of limbs, exhausted and glowing. Inuyasha had laid his head against her chest, listening to her ragged breaths, the pounding of her calming heart...

And for the first time in his life, he felt peace.

Kind hands reached up and fuzzled his ears in a loving caress, and he snuffled into the valley between her breasts before licking up it to his mark possessively. He heard her sharp intake of breath as he placed a chaste kiss there, innocent and tender, before lifting up to do the same to those luscious tiers. She melted into him and his love, and he returned the favor.

Rolling onto his back without unsheathing himself, he let her lie ontop of him and together they fell into a slumber, their cold dinner completely forgotten.



Inuyasha had awoken sometime not that long before dawn, and though he knew it wasn't completely safe to be stark naked in the middle of the woods with the Shikon no Tama, he couldn't find it in himself to move. He had removed himself from inside of her not that long ago, their bodies still sticky and slick with the evidence of their love making.

But Kagome had looked so damn innocent, so damn peaceful sleeping on top of him he didn't wish to disturb her sleep. He was far too comfortable, far too happy to fucking care if some idiot youkai was fucking foolish enough to interrupt him. He finally had her.

He finally could tell her...the truth. About the mark.

And though some of the nervousness remained, he wasn't too worried about it. She had accepted him in the most intimate of ways, something his own youki had known she'd do all along.

Something the youkai in him had always said that she was his.

And for once, he had to agree with his baser instincts.

This was the one he'd never let get away.

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he brushed the hair from her face, with no thoughts about the future other than him and her together.

It never occurred to him once that the evidence of their lovemaking would soon develop fully inside her as something more than just that...

A/n: Cliffhanger... kukuku I'm evil.