InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sleep Paralysis ❯ In Whispering Silence ( Chapter 17 )

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

A/n: I know I skipped from chapter 3 to chapter 17, and I will hit all the chapters inbetween in the updates and give this poor fic a makeover... but I really hated the lemon. Sooo... Yeah. PS in the process I'm changing Inuyasha's ex-girlfriend's name to Kimiko. So. Yar.

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Warning: Lemon.




Inuyasha groaned quietly, trying to shield his eyes from the light from the room. For all he cared, it was way too damn early and the sun was being very inconsiderate.

He threw his arm up and flailed around a bit, turning over ungracefully. Grumbling angrily, he tossed the blanket over his head. And as he did, a small delicate hand reached over and tugged on the blanket slightly…

“You're hogging it again…” was Kagome's muffled reply, and Inuyasha begrudgingly gave up some of the blanket.

He yawned and stretched, turning back over and threw his arm around Kagome's waist. He felt her heave a sigh, and he grinned to himself as he pulled her closer.

...They hadn't gone to school in over two weeks, and he just couldn't care. He refused to leave her behind, afraid she would get hurt again… but Sesshomaru didn't seem to mind, and that's all he really gave a damn about. His brother keeping his head out of his ass.

In fact, he'd been suspiciously helpful.

He had been patient, and was willing to get them off the hook when it came to it. He and Kagome were trying to ride out the time as long as they could, and just enjoy it…

When Inuyasha was finally beginning to drift back along the edge of sleep and wakefulness, a loud buzzing noise came crashing into his reality and he jumped up. Kagome responded in like, sitting up suddenly in a way that caused her obvious physical discomfort, testament by the way she held her arms across her abdomen.

Inuyasha growled and reached for the detested alarm clock, for it had been the cause of their torment, though he was unable to reach it over Kagome.

She smirked, and began to reach for it as well, but lost her balance in the process. Squeaking and flailing to grab hold of whatever was handy at the time, she reached for Inuyasha's arm and latched on… unfortunately, that sent them both toppling to the floor.

Huffing, Inuyasha looked down at Kagome who wore a look of dazed amusement. She sighed again, blowing a puff of air to move her messy bangs out of her face. Inuyasha smirked a little, reaching over and brushing the last of her bangs out of her face for her. She just smiled affectionately, and copied his action… but then brought her hand down to stroke his cheek.

“Well, good morning,” she said softly. Inuyasha felt his heart sigh happily.

There isn't a day that passes by that I would want to wake up without her…

Inuyasha grinned down at her and pressed his forehead against hers, “Good morning…”

Kagome giggled softly and leaned up, capturing his lips in a gentle and chaste kiss. Inuyasha groaned softly and melted in to it, wrapping his arms around her torso and lifting her body to meld against his. He shifted to be completely on top of her, pressing down into her suggestively as he sucked on her lower lip and rolled it between his teeth ever so gently.

Her broken moan came striking through his mind like lightning, and he growled possessively as an instant reaction, grabbing her hips and lifting them up to press flush against his crotch. The noises she made lit his blood on fire, waking him fully from the sweet lull he had previously been sinking into.

..And that was how Sesshomaru found them as he walked in the door to make sure they had awoken for the day. He stood stock still, feeling somewhere between irritation and... being...

Well...

Grossed out at the fact his brother was making out with his girlfriend on the floor, grinding into her in a way that sent mental pictures into his head about things he really didn't want to think about.

Unfortunately, the young couple didn't notice his discomfort and continued on, blissfully unaware..

Inuyasha continued to delve his tongue into Kagome's sweet haven, intent on devouring her fully.

He couldn't get enough of her.

He wanted to possess her fully, make her his alone. The sight of waking up next to her day after day was a pill that he swallowed happily, and it left him high.

Grumbling quietly to himself, Sesshomaru cleared his throat. Both the teens lifted their heads up in a daze, one glaring at him heatedly for interrupting and the other looking modestly embarrassed.

“I guess that means you are not going to school…” Sesshomaru began, staring at the two with an inquiry to their intent. Inuyasha arched a brow at him, as if the answer was obvious enough. Neither of them bothered with a verbal response, and the only sound made was Kagome's soft panting.

Sesshomaru pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes and again trying to quell the thoughts of the two together.

It was just too weird.

Instead, Sesshomaru cleared his throat and said, “I wanted to tell you that the school called, asking if Inuyasha was going to be at school soon. Apparently, they don't know anything about where Kagome is living currently…” at this, Sesshomaru gave her a stern look and Kagome ducked beneath Inuyasha, having enough sense to allow her embarrassment soar to new heights, “…so I suggest that you attend school next week Inuyasha, because I am sure Kagome isn't feeling well enough to.”

Inuyasha blanched in obvious disbelief at what his brother had said, and then looked down at Kagome who was looking a little nervous at the prospect of being left alone.

He then lifted his head and stated, “I'm not going anywhere without her, so no, I'm not going to school.”

Sesshomaru's countenance darkened at this, and Kagome felt began to feel the itchings of guilt swelling inside her...

The man was so damn lenient with them. The least they could do was not be assholes to him and defy him when he took care of them both.

Especially her.

She was as good as a stowaway, and he never complained about having another mouth to feed, or cloth.

Not once...

And it struck her at this moment, settling deep inside her how much apart of this family she had become in such a short amount of time...

“Inuyasha, I do not need to be going to jail because of your insubordination. You are going to go. This is not something we're discussing,” Sesshomaru left no room for argument, but that did not mean Inuyasha wasn't going to try and protest.

“Kagome's more important than some school, Sesshomaru, I'm not leaving her alone! And damned if you'll go to jail, it's not like it's fucking required for me anymore! I'm old enough to drop out legally now if I wanted to!"

The brothers sent heated glares one another's way, either apparently not willing to back down. “She's a big girl, Inuyasha, she can take care of herself. And you better believe I'll castrate you before I let you quit school."

“Apparently that's so obvious when she's just barely finished healing most of the way! And if I fucking want to quit school, I will you fucking high and mighty bastard, who are you to tell me..." Inuyasha began, but before things got too out of hand Kagome cut both of them off.

“Please! Inuyasha, Sesshomaru… Stop. I'll go to school. I'm fine now."

Both the brothers gave her matching looks of disbelief, but Kagome just put her foot down.

“I'm going.”

Sesshomaru sighed and gave into her demand, “If you feel well enough little sister, then I'm not going to stop you.” With that, Sesshomaru turned around and closed the door to Inuyasha's room.

And while Sesshomaru seemed placated with her, Inuyasha was far from being so. He whirled around to give her a smoldering stare, as if daring her to lie to him.

“I don't believe it…” he murmured to her quietly, true concern welling up in his eyes. Kagome squirmed beneath him, giving him an apologetic look. To be fully honest, she wasn't sure if she was up to it. But she wanted to do anything to stop the arguing and keep peace in the only place she felt like home...

“I'm okay, Inuyasha. If I wasn't well enough to go to school, I'd tell you…”

Inuyasha sighed, sitting up and pulling her up along with him. “I just worry about you, Kags… that's all… I just don't want you to get hurt when I can and will prevent it…” Kagome gave him a soft smile for his genuine effort and tugged him back up in to bed with her.

“I understand Inu… But nothing's gonna happen, okay?” Inuyasha sighed softly, laying halfway on top of Kagome with his ear pressed against her chest… her heartbeat soothed his frayed nerves, and his inky hair spilled over her torso…

She lifted her fingers to run her fingers through his hair lovingly, humming to him gently and it vibrated throughout her being into him, signifying how much she was alive…

Inuyasha let out an exhale, a frown marring his features…

My precious Kagome...

“What would I do without you...?” he whispered into her shirt, closing his eyes tighter against the reality of her being in danger at all, allowing his fingers to thread with her free hand and bind them together...He heard her stop breathing for a moment, and then she resumed as if nothing had occurred.

...Inuyasha nuzzled her chest, and moved his way down and lifted her shirt up. Kagome's breath hitched in her throat sweetly as he journeyed further down to nuzzle her navel.

The stitches had come out only two days ago, and she was healing nicely… but she would have scars all over her body. Inuyasha couldn't find it in him to care, and somehow… she was still so beautiful. As if these things were proving to the world the strength of her soul, all she had survived and more. It took his breath away, and sometimes he were envious of her ability to smile at him despite it all.

There were often times he'd trace the fading cuts, and she'd flinch… not in pain, but from being self-conscious, and she'd hurriedly cover up with whatever was avalible, as if mortified by the thought of him seeing her inperfections.

But she this time... this time she didn't stop him, as he kissed her abdomen. Her breathing was shallow when once again his eyes locked with hers, and he saw the tears swimming in her sapphire orbs.

“I don't care, Kagome.”

You're beautiful… You're my home…

Kagome covered her mouth as a small sob choked her, and he gave her an understanding smile…

She reached for him then, taking his face and cupping him with her palms as she kissed him deeply in a quiet thanks. He quivered under her touch, and he wondered how he ever survived letting her go once before…

He knew if he was to ever do it again, it would end him.

Gently he lifted from her minstrations, her seeking tongue, to lift his shirt off and discard it onto the floor. Kagome imitated him, and it wasn't long before their shirts were lying on the ground and long forgotten.

Inuyasha dipped his head down again, taking Kagome's lips as his own again. He felt her shiver, and he shuddered in response… his entire being felt as if he were alive, his nerves tingling and dancing wherever she touched him like small static electricity coursing over his flesh.

He buried one hand in her hair to tilt her so she may be more open to him, while the other snaked its way down to her breast… his fingers circled the inside of her breast and traced a line to her areola. Very suddenly her nipple budded like a blossom, catching his attention. He lowered his head and took it into his mouth carefully, capturing it between his teeth and sucking on it softly. She arched into his affections, begging for more, wanting for more, and he was more than happy to give her what she asked.

His free hand rode along the skin of her taunt stomach, relishing in the soft skin that was marred by a thousand ridges that told a thousand stories, all about her. He memorized the way she felt so unique, that the difference from any other person she had on the inside was reflected on the outside as well now, and it was something that he could appreciate.

Stopping at the hemline of her pajama pants, his hand wavered there as he smoothed his palm over her hip slowly, almost torturously. Kagome whined softly, her brows knitted together in impatience. When she had had enough of his lingering, she reached down and pushed his searching hand away slowly as she relieved herself of her pants for him.

Inuyasha felt himself become undone just the slightest at her action, whimpering against her misty lips.

She wants this as much as I do...

The thought sent him soaring.

Just when he was about to lower his boxers, taking his sweet time while he kissed her gently, Kagome once again moved his hands and removed them for him. When she was done, she pressed her hands on the small of his back and ran them upward slowly.

He felt himself shudder with pure need at her haste. While he wanted to go slow, the need to join with her was burning him alive.

To sheath himself inside of her, and take hold of her fully once and for all was maddening to him.

His hand rode lower to her soft pelvis, and he dipped his fingers inside of her. Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, and already she coated his digits. She was more than ready for him… they both had been ready for longer than either of them really remembered.

I'd give it all away… just for you, Kagome.

He positioned himself above her, resting his forehead against hers. She gave him a look of deep understanding… of nervousness… a purity that swelled in her… despite all that had happened, nothing could take that gentle beauty from her soul. Most of all, love echoed within her and stirred something he had thought died long ago within him…

Hope…

Again, he kissed her… he tried to convey all he felt for her through the one simple action. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him and he pressed his hips against her, sliding inside of her with ease. He felt her tense underneath him, but the moment quickly passed as he pushed all the way inside of her. Her walls stroked his length, encouraging him, and he groaned in to her mouth.

Sweat began to bead at his temple, and it rolled down and hit Kagome quietly on her cheek.

He hadn't encountered a barrier…

...he knew why.

...But his love for her surpassed all other reason, his need to be one with her rose above her defilement. He needed to show her… he had to. He knew he had to be the one to piece back together her broken heart...

To let her know that she wasn't unclean.

“K'gome…” her name passed brokenly through his dry lips, as he pulled out slowly and thrust back into her warmth. She writhed beneath him, whispering his name back to him in response, lashes fluttering against her cheeks like the wings of a butterfly, flushed and pretty and oh-so innocent in that moment...

Pulling her to him, he covered her body fully as if to hide her from the world in her vulnerable moment.

There was no need to speak.

… the emotions that mixed between them was all the conversation needed.

He rocked in to her deeply, exploring her depths as she lifted her waist to grind against him. The action caused them both to whimper, as they melded in to one another more fully. Inuyasha hadn't experienced something quite like this ever… and the full feeling of love that enveloped him brought tears to his eyes…

When he opened them, he wasn't surprised to find Kagome already crying.

“I love you, Inuyasha…”

Inuyasha felt his heart stop beating.

“…I love you too, Kagome… you're not alone anymore…”

Kagome sniffed harshly, rolling her hips to accommodate more of him inside of her. She lifted her hands to lay them on his shoulders as he bent over her, hot breath breezing over her face, her eyes heavy-lidded and cauterizing him with her desire.

His muscles tensed and he bit his lip as he let out another terse moan. Her fingernails dug in to his back as they clawed their way down his skin, leaving crescent shaped marks in their wake before her arms fell to her sides. Inuyasha's hands searched out her own, coming upon them to intertwine their fingers together. He felt her squeeze his hands together reflexively, in time with his pumping, and she was left squirming and quaking beneath him. Her chest was heaving, soft groaning coming from her throat as she search out her completion...

It made him feel powerful, to know he could be the one to bring such intense pleasure to her gorgeous face.

Inuyasha picked up a regular rhythm, one natural to their bodies as he thrust inside her regularly. She lifted her legs to wrap around his waist, drawing him further into her, begging him with her actions as she pressed her breasts to his chest and nibbled at his throat. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his hands leaving hers and he wrapped them around her entire body, claiming her to him. The way her walls milked him, how she was so incredibly hot inside, embracing him from within and without.

The whole thing was so intense, like nothing he had ever experienced, something almost unbearable...

Almost...

Something inside his stomach wound tight, and he could feel himself about to fall off the edge...

Hesitation flitted across his mind… he so wanted to empty himself inside of her, to claim her fully, but he was worried…

“K'gome… I'm… I'm gonna…” she seemed to understand him in his worry, for she slammed herself fully against him one last time, deciding for them both. Before he knew it, he was releasing all that he was worth inside of her, grunting deeply as he lowered his head and bit her solidly against her collar bone and telling her, "You're mine..."

She cried his name, unable to keep from voicing her joy any longer as she mimicked him and told him, "...you're mine..."

His seed coated her, and her walls clenched tightly, welcoming it all inside like a starved soul that had been filled. He cradled her in the breadth of his arms, and she clung to him tightly as the rode the waves of euphoria together.

It was a while before they descended from heaven, and Inuyasha laid his head on her chest once again to be soothed by her beating heart. Somewhere in the depths of his mind he recognized that the beat sounded familiar… like an ancient knowledge that resided in the deepest recesses of his memory...

...but he couldn't quite place it before he drifted into slumber once again...






“Inuyasha, quite glaring at everybody,” Kagome commented in a half-mind, because she was more aware of his fingers that were currently tensing at her side. He didn't seem to be conscious of that fact, however, because he was more apt to sending everyone a death glare that looked their way.

“They're all staring and it's none of their fucking business… since when did they care anyway? We've been hanging together for months now..." Inuyasha muttered to her, and she just shrugged. She herself didn't really care what they thought, and it was none of their business as far as she was concerned…

“Inuyasha, you said it yourself. It's none of their business… what does it matter if they stare? Let them.”

Inuyasha growled lowly, pulling Kagome perceptibly closer. She felt a small smile break loose on her face, and she allowed it. She couldn't deny herself the happiness that Inuyasha gave her. It made her feel light-headed... as if she were in a constant daydream she never wanted to leave.

“Hey, guys, where have you been?!” Miroku shouted over the masses of people, followed very closely by a fuming Sango. Inuyasha waited for the two to come closer before he even bothered to respond.

“Around, why?” Miroku shrugged and grinned at their closeness. “Why? Because Kimiko's spread a nasty rumor around about Kagome.” Inuyasha scowled in distaste, “Oh? Really?”

Kagome stiffened a bit, feeling more than a little worried for the girl… even though she was more of a nuisance than anything nowadays, she still couldn't help but feel bad for the stupid wench…

“Yeah… something about Kagome being a slut, with STDs or some stupid shit like that. But pretty much everyone believes it. No one knew anything about Kagome before, so why would they know differently?” Miroku shrugged, looking at Kagome with slightly sympathetic eyes.

Sango, on the other hand, was raging mad, “Yeah, but you don't have to worry about it Inuyasha.” Inuyasha looked at her in curiosity, “Oh? And why would that be?”

Sango gave him a wry grin, and she lifted up her knuckles that were bruised and scabbed, “I already beat the shit out of her.” Inuyasha's brows shot straight in to his bangs, and he gave out a barking laugh.

On the other hand, Kagome wasn't paying much attention. At all. She was too enraptured by something else that had caught her attention. And that thing was causing a strong fear was welling up inside of her..

...all concerning a figure in the distance that was rapidly approaching.

“Well, thanks Sango, I think I owe you for that then! I was never in the habit of hitting girls, but..." Sango just shook her head, a feral grin plastered to her face.

“Trust me. It was my pleasure. Truly, my pleasure. Anything to keep you out of trouble, ne? Pluuuus it was great stress relief."

Kagome tried to bury her way further in to Inuyasha's arms, at the moment oblivious to the conversation. She was too busy hoping and praying the figure wasn't coming up to her.

She really was.

The figure had long, dark, wavy hair… A strange pair of hazel eyes that became clearer as he got closer… And it was only until he was about twenty feet away that the others turned their heads toward him to take notice.

“Is he coming this way…?” Miroku questioned quietly, taking a step closer to Sango… probably without realizing he did so.

Inuyasha wrapped his arms further around Kagome, muttering his reply, “I think so… have you seen him before?”

Sango and Miroku shook their head, staring down the newcomer. They were pretty sensitive about outsiders, since they generally meant harm. Their little group had become tight-knit and pratically impenetrable.

But the boy disregarded their intense stares and went straight up to Kagome, and offered her his hand to shake and a deceptively kind smile, “I saw you around the other day… You caught my eye. You must be Kagome, from what I understand…”

Inuyasha sneered at the boy, shoving his hand away from Kagome and demanded, “Where did you learn her name?” The boy chuckled softly, retracting his hand as if Inuyasha's belligerence did not phase him.

“You know, people talk…”

Miroku took a step forward, in front of Sango, and asked him point blank, “And who are you?”

The boy looked surprised for a moment before he spoke, “Oh, forgive my rudeness. I'm called Onigumo. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance.”

Kagome shivered in Inuyasha's arms, hardly aware of the conversation at all… For all she could do was stare at those eyes that were such a strange shade of brown they were almost red.