InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Interwebz is Great! ❯ The Interwebz is not so great ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: SilverGodFanGirl 
A child is scarred for life, a miko gets angry, and a hanyou throws himself out on a limb.
Mild cursing, schmexy lemon teasers, and porn on the internet! Fun times had by all!
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 02.09.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 574 | Status: Work In Progress
A child is scarred for life, a miko gets angry, and a hanyou throws himself out on a limb.
Mild cursing, schmexy lemon teasers, and porn on the internet! Fun times had by all!
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 02.09.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 574 | Status: Work In Progress
Kagome was not happy about having to cut her bath short, but she had to figure out what the yelling and slamming of doors was about. Cursing herself for forgetting clean clothes in the mad dash she'd made for the tub, she made her way down the hall in her robe, meeting Sota in front of her door, staring into space. `What did Inuyasha do NOW?!' she thought to herself.
“Sota, what's the problem? Did Inuyasha do something?” She leaned down to ruffle his hair, snapping her little brother out of his stupor. When he looked up to tell his sister what happened, he caught a glimpse of the last thing he wanted to see when her robe fell open a bit too much. He did the only thing he could think to do: he jumped up and hit the floor running, screaming the whole way back to his room before the sound was cut off by a slamming door. Bewildered by his actions, she turned and opened her bedroom door and walked in, not prepared for the sight and sounds that greeted her.</i>
*****
You're a pervert!
Normal people don't sit at home and look
At porn on the internet
*****
“INUYASHA! WHAT THE HELL?!” was what finally brought the hanyou out of La-La Land and into Pissed-Off Kagome World, a trip he was not currently prepared for. He was also not prepared for the site she offered him, wrapped in nothing but a thin silken robe that grabbed at her every curve, stuck there with the water that made her skin glisten in the dim light. He was ruined. The image of her standing there superimposed itself on every fantasy he'd had in the last few minutes, stretching his hakama more than it should be allowed to. Traitor.
“Are you serious?! Of all the things you have to look at; that's disgusting! Kami, Inuyasha, my brother could walk in…” Kagome was so upset she couldn't even complete a full sentence. That's when it hit her...Light bulb! - “No, you didn't… he didn't… oh, tell me you didn't let him see that! How could you?! Have you lost your mind?! Would you say something and quit staring at me?!
*****
That's gross you're a pervert...
...Ah, sticks and stones...
*****
No, currently he could not tear his eyes away from her figure, but even if he wanted to inform her of this, it was quite impossible to get a word in at the moment. He was fighting a few very dangerous, very primal urges that were occurring at the exact same moment: One, his rage at the miko's hasty (no matter how possibly accurate) accusation that, once again, what had happened was all his fault. Two, his very obvious, very overpowering lust for the third situation… a pissed off, near-naked miko that continued to yell the longer he stared.
Not that he was complaining. Unbeknownst to her, with every stamp of her foot her robe exposed increasingly larger slivers of milky smooth skin, still wet from her bath, causing her to glitter like the diamond she was, sharp edges and all. 'Keh, stupid wench. Gee, if only she'd shaddup long enough for me to tell her. Hah, not likely!' was the thought that accompanied the ridiculous smirk he suddenly donned, his anger temporarily tamped down.
Bad move. After all, what better way to infuriate an already livid woman, but for her think you find her anger funny by smiling?! Not much beats it.
"What the HELL is so funny?!! Has that stupid smut rotted your brains already?! STOP STARING AT ME LIKE THAT, YOU DAMNED HENTA---!!!"
It wasn't just that word that snapped him back to the here and now, though it could have been enough. He'd be damned if an accident that he wasn't even responsible for was going to cause him to be grouped in the same category as the lecher monk. It didn't help that he feared it may be true at this point. No, the driving force behind his action, behind his rising off the bed and crossing the room blurringly fast, the reason as to why her last insult was drowned out by a mouth full of soft lips, sharp fangs, and hot tongue was that with her last stomp, Kagome chose to emphasize her point by throwing her arms in the air. Suddenly the object of his lust was open to his view, from neck to navel to nether regions.
Now, impulsive on the battlefield he may be, but never with Kagome. He was meticulous in his care to keep her always at arm's length, though never further than that for sure. After all, one may lose their life in battle, but there are so many worse fates than death, rejection being one of them. Always it was she running into his arms, she who acted on emotions, she who first kissed him. Though this time, impulse reigned supreme. He'd spent the last half hour exposed to salacious pictures and sounds, his nerves and self restraint stressed to the point of snapping. Met with her heavenly sight, exposed as it was in all its perfection, it seemed just another fantasy he'd occupied himself with the last few minutes. This time, he took full advantage of being able to act on it, his mouth crashing down on her words of rage that quickly shifted to squeals of surprise.
*****
The internet is for porn...
The internet if for porn...
Me up all night honking me horn to porn, porn, porn!
… I hate you men!
*****
It was her initial struggle that caused him to grab her shoulders and drag her body hard against his own, holding her tightly, inescapably against his chest and his fluttering heart. But it was the softening of her body, the melting of her every muscle under his oral ministrations that caused him to release her shoulders and run his claws down her back and through her damp hair, despite the confusion he still scented on her. And, it was the renewed sounds of staged passion that the noise-boxes emitted that slammed Kagome from a stage of confusion back to one of anger. As she attempted to wrench herself free from his grasp, she bit his lip, shocking him with the sudden pain and shocking herself with the sudden taste of his blood on her lips, tasting so much like ambrosia she didn't hesitate to clean her lips of it with her tongue instead of her hand.
“What the fuck, wench?! What was that for?” he said through the hand that he held to his mouth. A mouth she well knew would be healed in a heartbeat. What a baby! Shove a poisoned claw through his stomach and he's all fight; nip his lip and he whines.
“What do you mean `what the fuck'? You're watching porn on my computer, you have corrupted my little brother, and you just tried to…” She couldn't even say it, what she'd felt in the pit of her stomach, the tingly-butterfly heat burning its way through her veins. She also couldn't even begin to think about what she'd felt pressed up against her stomach, causing her butterflies to take flight. He looked her in the eye long enough for the flush in his cheeks to be noticed seconds before his mouth opened and his typical crass words fell out.
“Keh, don't flatter yourself wench. I was just doing what I could to shut ya' up! And as far as the crap on the compi-shit, that wasn't my faul…” No, he wasn't going to rat out Sota; he'd suffered enough. Plus, it was his idea on what word to use for the search. “… never mind, blame me if you want. Shit happens, and it ain't like I called him in here and showed him on purpose. I tried to get him out as fast as I could.”
“And that's a good excuse?! Seriously Inuyasha how am I going to explain this to my mom? I just got the computer, and now she's going to take it from me! Why don't you ever think about things before you do them? You should have stopped playing on the computer when that smut popped up, and you should control yourself better than you did! Though if the fantasy is what you prefer, then have at it, baka!” The miko didn't want him thinking she disliked the idea of him making a move on her. Quite the opposite, she wanted to encourage it, but his words had hurt her. She spun on her heel before the tears welling in her eyes could be seen and headed towards the door. She had it open barely an inch before it was slammed shut by hands on either side of her head. She was near terrified when she saw his arms shaking, hoping she hadn't gone too far. It wasn't a secret that he feared rejection, and everyone knew that's why nothing had ever happened between them, so had what she said struck too deep?
*****
The internet is not for porn!!
Now I know for a fact that you, Rob, check your portfolio
and trade stocks online…
And Brian, you buy things on Amazon.com…
And Gary, you keep selling your possessions on E-bay…
And Princeton, you sent me that sweet online birthday card…
*****
`She's right, what could I have been thinking. Like she would ever…' he thought with a heavy sigh that stilled his trembling body, stirring the hair at her neck and the fire in her veins. It wasn't until his forehead rested on the back of Kagome's head that she'd realized he was not currently a threat, never was a threat, and she relaxed.
“That's better. I can't stand to smell fear on you. Especially when its `cause of me. I really don't know what came over me, and I'm sorry I took from you what you didn't want to give. I don't know what I was thinking if I expected even for a second you would welcome me like that, but I really don't want you to hate me.” he said as he turned the girl around, silent tears staining her face and flowing down his wrist as he captured her chin in his clawed hands and lifted her gaze into the golden oblivion of his eyes, “But know that no matter what, I could never prefer a fantasy to the real thing.”
So much was there, deep in his eyes. Courage, defiance, pain, heartbreak… hope. There was a war raging in his heart and she was the reason for it.
“Inuyasha, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean what I said; I didn't mean to hurt you. And I could never hate you! It was just all too much! My brother seeing that mess… seeing you enjoying that crap… you finally kissing me. I just went into overload. Besides the only reason you even made a move was because you were worked up from all the things you saw, not because you wanted me. I was just convenient. I-“
A gentle tongue traced the shadow of the tears that had been flowing easily down her cheeks, causing her words to be replaced with a gasp as her body shuddered from the act. She did not push him away this time, or more importantly bite him, encouraging further actions from him. Their eyes locked, fear and long-repressed lust reflected in both, as the hanyou leaned towards his miko's mouth, stopping close enough that when he spoke, his lips feathered against her own and his words moved more than just the hair on her neck.
”Your mouth keeps moving and yet it is doing nothing constructive. If you're so happy something `finally' happened, why am I the only one doing anything.”
*****
What you think they do… after? Hmm?
…EEEWWWWW!
*****
It took only a moment for his words to sink in, and less than that to grab his hair and pull him the last bit of distance towards her, devouring his mouth with her own and destroying his fear of refusal with every needy move her lips and tongue made. His hands fell from their place on the door to wrap around her waist and tangle themselves in her silken robe. She was dragged forward into his broad chest, the feeling of his powerful arms gently trapping her against his body, surrounding her with his essence.
Her hands roamed as much as her tongue, hands tangling themselves in a mass of silver moonbeams, the other intertwining itself with her hanyou's hot tongue. As a hand brushed against a fuzzy, twitching appendage atop his head, he let loose a low rumbling growl that reverberated throughout her every cell, causing her desire to pool between her legs. His nose twitched at the newest scent his woman created and he set upon her more voraciously, weaving his claws in her raven tresses while lifting her leg to hang on his hip. She surprised him once more when she wrapped her other leg around his waist, leaving her hanging open against the hardness in his hakama, as she continued her gentle attack on his ears.
Not content to continue standing in the middle of the room Inuyasha, carried Kagome to her bed, and when his knees met the edge he fell forward, breaking much of their contact. He supported himself with his arms on either side of her head, and as they panted, attempting to catch their breaths, Inuyasha gazed into his beautiful miko's eyes with a question worrying his own golden pools. She knew what it was, and at this point she couldn't believe he was still unsure, but her heart burst with adoration for his being so considerate, and broke when she realized he still feared her rejection as well. Well, she would just have to dispel all those fears, wouldn't she?
Tightening her legs around his waist, her hands trembled as she reached for his haori ties and loosed them, exposing the fluid muscles that currently danced beneath her fingers as she traced their shape. He sucked air and bit his lower lip, exposing sharp canines, just to stop the whimper that threatened to escape him. It was amazing how such a small amount of contact could cause him to almost lose control. Leaping once again into unknown territory, he allowed his hand to brush against her flushed cheeks, lingering there only a short while until it made its way down her neck to follow the pulse that currently raced like that of a hummingbird's. A single talon traced the shadow of her collar bone before tentatively dragging it across her chest and parting her robe, fully exposing all of his beautiful goddess to his senses: the sight of her creamy skin still glistening from her bath, the sound of her frantic heart pounding a song in his sensitive ears, the feel of her over-heated, flushed skin that quivered beneath his fingertips, the smell of her nervous arousal that caused his self-control to teeter on the edge, and the taste that greeted him as leaned forward to run his tongue from her navel to her neck, never breaking eye contact.
*****
All these guys unzip their flies
For porn, porn, porn!
*****
Her breath caught in her throat and her skin goosed as a fiery tongue was replaced with the tender scraping of fangs along her neck, delicately marking her. It made her feel wonderful, like he was staking his claim for all to see, something she'd never thought would happen. As his mouth serenaded her body, she took the tip of an ear between her teeth and tongued the sensitive appendage, causing a whelp of surprise and renewed vigor from the hanyou atop her. No longer the tender ministrations of before, the heat from his body nearly scorched her hypersensitive flesh as claws, fangs and scalding lips claimed her body and her meek pants became lustful whines that put even Inuyasha to shame. An arm snaked around Kagome's back and lifted her towards the stars she saw spinning above her head as another hand tore her robe from around her, the last of her modesty gone. The miko clawed at her hanyou's haori, desperate for one less barrier between them. As it slid from his body, it was thrown unceremoniously next to the vestiges of her robe halfway across the room. It was unbridled hunger that sat so comfortably in her eyes, a look Inuyasha had never seen, and had not thought he ever would. Her eyes burned into him, but not with all the things he'd feared they might: revulsion, horror, disgust, rejection at what he was. No, it was wanton lust, uninhibited passion.
Like that it was gone. All the trepidation he'd had with letting himself go, the terror of giving himself over to someone, the apprehension he'd harbored over wanting to go for what he'd always felt was out of his reach. Always he'd been looked at as an oddity worthy of pity and sympathetic understanding at best, and at worst a monster worthy of nothing more than an arrow through the heart; never had he been looked at with want, or desire. For that, he owed her nothing less than his all, and with a mental smirk he felt she would not be disappointed.
“Sota, what's the problem? Did Inuyasha do something?” She leaned down to ruffle his hair, snapping her little brother out of his stupor. When he looked up to tell his sister what happened, he caught a glimpse of the last thing he wanted to see when her robe fell open a bit too much. He did the only thing he could think to do: he jumped up and hit the floor running, screaming the whole way back to his room before the sound was cut off by a slamming door. Bewildered by his actions, she turned and opened her bedroom door and walked in, not prepared for the sight and sounds that greeted her.</i>
*****
You're a pervert!
Normal people don't sit at home and look
At porn on the internet
*****
“INUYASHA! WHAT THE HELL?!” was what finally brought the hanyou out of La-La Land and into Pissed-Off Kagome World, a trip he was not currently prepared for. He was also not prepared for the site she offered him, wrapped in nothing but a thin silken robe that grabbed at her every curve, stuck there with the water that made her skin glisten in the dim light. He was ruined. The image of her standing there superimposed itself on every fantasy he'd had in the last few minutes, stretching his hakama more than it should be allowed to. Traitor.
“Are you serious?! Of all the things you have to look at; that's disgusting! Kami, Inuyasha, my brother could walk in…” Kagome was so upset she couldn't even complete a full sentence. That's when it hit her...Light bulb! - “No, you didn't… he didn't… oh, tell me you didn't let him see that! How could you?! Have you lost your mind?! Would you say something and quit staring at me?!
*****
That's gross you're a pervert...
...Ah, sticks and stones...
*****
No, currently he could not tear his eyes away from her figure, but even if he wanted to inform her of this, it was quite impossible to get a word in at the moment. He was fighting a few very dangerous, very primal urges that were occurring at the exact same moment: One, his rage at the miko's hasty (no matter how possibly accurate) accusation that, once again, what had happened was all his fault. Two, his very obvious, very overpowering lust for the third situation… a pissed off, near-naked miko that continued to yell the longer he stared.
Not that he was complaining. Unbeknownst to her, with every stamp of her foot her robe exposed increasingly larger slivers of milky smooth skin, still wet from her bath, causing her to glitter like the diamond she was, sharp edges and all. 'Keh, stupid wench. Gee, if only she'd shaddup long enough for me to tell her. Hah, not likely!' was the thought that accompanied the ridiculous smirk he suddenly donned, his anger temporarily tamped down.
Bad move. After all, what better way to infuriate an already livid woman, but for her think you find her anger funny by smiling?! Not much beats it.
"What the HELL is so funny?!! Has that stupid smut rotted your brains already?! STOP STARING AT ME LIKE THAT, YOU DAMNED HENTA---!!!"
It wasn't just that word that snapped him back to the here and now, though it could have been enough. He'd be damned if an accident that he wasn't even responsible for was going to cause him to be grouped in the same category as the lecher monk. It didn't help that he feared it may be true at this point. No, the driving force behind his action, behind his rising off the bed and crossing the room blurringly fast, the reason as to why her last insult was drowned out by a mouth full of soft lips, sharp fangs, and hot tongue was that with her last stomp, Kagome chose to emphasize her point by throwing her arms in the air. Suddenly the object of his lust was open to his view, from neck to navel to nether regions.
Now, impulsive on the battlefield he may be, but never with Kagome. He was meticulous in his care to keep her always at arm's length, though never further than that for sure. After all, one may lose their life in battle, but there are so many worse fates than death, rejection being one of them. Always it was she running into his arms, she who acted on emotions, she who first kissed him. Though this time, impulse reigned supreme. He'd spent the last half hour exposed to salacious pictures and sounds, his nerves and self restraint stressed to the point of snapping. Met with her heavenly sight, exposed as it was in all its perfection, it seemed just another fantasy he'd occupied himself with the last few minutes. This time, he took full advantage of being able to act on it, his mouth crashing down on her words of rage that quickly shifted to squeals of surprise.
*****
The internet is for porn...
The internet if for porn...
Me up all night honking me horn to porn, porn, porn!
… I hate you men!
*****
It was her initial struggle that caused him to grab her shoulders and drag her body hard against his own, holding her tightly, inescapably against his chest and his fluttering heart. But it was the softening of her body, the melting of her every muscle under his oral ministrations that caused him to release her shoulders and run his claws down her back and through her damp hair, despite the confusion he still scented on her. And, it was the renewed sounds of staged passion that the noise-boxes emitted that slammed Kagome from a stage of confusion back to one of anger. As she attempted to wrench herself free from his grasp, she bit his lip, shocking him with the sudden pain and shocking herself with the sudden taste of his blood on her lips, tasting so much like ambrosia she didn't hesitate to clean her lips of it with her tongue instead of her hand.
“What the fuck, wench?! What was that for?” he said through the hand that he held to his mouth. A mouth she well knew would be healed in a heartbeat. What a baby! Shove a poisoned claw through his stomach and he's all fight; nip his lip and he whines.
“What do you mean `what the fuck'? You're watching porn on my computer, you have corrupted my little brother, and you just tried to…” She couldn't even say it, what she'd felt in the pit of her stomach, the tingly-butterfly heat burning its way through her veins. She also couldn't even begin to think about what she'd felt pressed up against her stomach, causing her butterflies to take flight. He looked her in the eye long enough for the flush in his cheeks to be noticed seconds before his mouth opened and his typical crass words fell out.
“Keh, don't flatter yourself wench. I was just doing what I could to shut ya' up! And as far as the crap on the compi-shit, that wasn't my faul…” No, he wasn't going to rat out Sota; he'd suffered enough. Plus, it was his idea on what word to use for the search. “… never mind, blame me if you want. Shit happens, and it ain't like I called him in here and showed him on purpose. I tried to get him out as fast as I could.”
“And that's a good excuse?! Seriously Inuyasha how am I going to explain this to my mom? I just got the computer, and now she's going to take it from me! Why don't you ever think about things before you do them? You should have stopped playing on the computer when that smut popped up, and you should control yourself better than you did! Though if the fantasy is what you prefer, then have at it, baka!” The miko didn't want him thinking she disliked the idea of him making a move on her. Quite the opposite, she wanted to encourage it, but his words had hurt her. She spun on her heel before the tears welling in her eyes could be seen and headed towards the door. She had it open barely an inch before it was slammed shut by hands on either side of her head. She was near terrified when she saw his arms shaking, hoping she hadn't gone too far. It wasn't a secret that he feared rejection, and everyone knew that's why nothing had ever happened between them, so had what she said struck too deep?
*****
The internet is not for porn!!
Now I know for a fact that you, Rob, check your portfolio
and trade stocks online…
And Brian, you buy things on Amazon.com…
And Gary, you keep selling your possessions on E-bay…
And Princeton, you sent me that sweet online birthday card…
*****
`She's right, what could I have been thinking. Like she would ever…' he thought with a heavy sigh that stilled his trembling body, stirring the hair at her neck and the fire in her veins. It wasn't until his forehead rested on the back of Kagome's head that she'd realized he was not currently a threat, never was a threat, and she relaxed.
“That's better. I can't stand to smell fear on you. Especially when its `cause of me. I really don't know what came over me, and I'm sorry I took from you what you didn't want to give. I don't know what I was thinking if I expected even for a second you would welcome me like that, but I really don't want you to hate me.” he said as he turned the girl around, silent tears staining her face and flowing down his wrist as he captured her chin in his clawed hands and lifted her gaze into the golden oblivion of his eyes, “But know that no matter what, I could never prefer a fantasy to the real thing.”
So much was there, deep in his eyes. Courage, defiance, pain, heartbreak… hope. There was a war raging in his heart and she was the reason for it.
“Inuyasha, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean what I said; I didn't mean to hurt you. And I could never hate you! It was just all too much! My brother seeing that mess… seeing you enjoying that crap… you finally kissing me. I just went into overload. Besides the only reason you even made a move was because you were worked up from all the things you saw, not because you wanted me. I was just convenient. I-“
A gentle tongue traced the shadow of the tears that had been flowing easily down her cheeks, causing her words to be replaced with a gasp as her body shuddered from the act. She did not push him away this time, or more importantly bite him, encouraging further actions from him. Their eyes locked, fear and long-repressed lust reflected in both, as the hanyou leaned towards his miko's mouth, stopping close enough that when he spoke, his lips feathered against her own and his words moved more than just the hair on her neck.
”Your mouth keeps moving and yet it is doing nothing constructive. If you're so happy something `finally' happened, why am I the only one doing anything.”
*****
What you think they do… after? Hmm?
…EEEWWWWW!
*****
It took only a moment for his words to sink in, and less than that to grab his hair and pull him the last bit of distance towards her, devouring his mouth with her own and destroying his fear of refusal with every needy move her lips and tongue made. His hands fell from their place on the door to wrap around her waist and tangle themselves in her silken robe. She was dragged forward into his broad chest, the feeling of his powerful arms gently trapping her against his body, surrounding her with his essence.
Her hands roamed as much as her tongue, hands tangling themselves in a mass of silver moonbeams, the other intertwining itself with her hanyou's hot tongue. As a hand brushed against a fuzzy, twitching appendage atop his head, he let loose a low rumbling growl that reverberated throughout her every cell, causing her desire to pool between her legs. His nose twitched at the newest scent his woman created and he set upon her more voraciously, weaving his claws in her raven tresses while lifting her leg to hang on his hip. She surprised him once more when she wrapped her other leg around his waist, leaving her hanging open against the hardness in his hakama, as she continued her gentle attack on his ears.
Not content to continue standing in the middle of the room Inuyasha, carried Kagome to her bed, and when his knees met the edge he fell forward, breaking much of their contact. He supported himself with his arms on either side of her head, and as they panted, attempting to catch their breaths, Inuyasha gazed into his beautiful miko's eyes with a question worrying his own golden pools. She knew what it was, and at this point she couldn't believe he was still unsure, but her heart burst with adoration for his being so considerate, and broke when she realized he still feared her rejection as well. Well, she would just have to dispel all those fears, wouldn't she?
Tightening her legs around his waist, her hands trembled as she reached for his haori ties and loosed them, exposing the fluid muscles that currently danced beneath her fingers as she traced their shape. He sucked air and bit his lower lip, exposing sharp canines, just to stop the whimper that threatened to escape him. It was amazing how such a small amount of contact could cause him to almost lose control. Leaping once again into unknown territory, he allowed his hand to brush against her flushed cheeks, lingering there only a short while until it made its way down her neck to follow the pulse that currently raced like that of a hummingbird's. A single talon traced the shadow of her collar bone before tentatively dragging it across her chest and parting her robe, fully exposing all of his beautiful goddess to his senses: the sight of her creamy skin still glistening from her bath, the sound of her frantic heart pounding a song in his sensitive ears, the feel of her over-heated, flushed skin that quivered beneath his fingertips, the smell of her nervous arousal that caused his self-control to teeter on the edge, and the taste that greeted him as leaned forward to run his tongue from her navel to her neck, never breaking eye contact.
*****
All these guys unzip their flies
For porn, porn, porn!
*****
Her breath caught in her throat and her skin goosed as a fiery tongue was replaced with the tender scraping of fangs along her neck, delicately marking her. It made her feel wonderful, like he was staking his claim for all to see, something she'd never thought would happen. As his mouth serenaded her body, she took the tip of an ear between her teeth and tongued the sensitive appendage, causing a whelp of surprise and renewed vigor from the hanyou atop her. No longer the tender ministrations of before, the heat from his body nearly scorched her hypersensitive flesh as claws, fangs and scalding lips claimed her body and her meek pants became lustful whines that put even Inuyasha to shame. An arm snaked around Kagome's back and lifted her towards the stars she saw spinning above her head as another hand tore her robe from around her, the last of her modesty gone. The miko clawed at her hanyou's haori, desperate for one less barrier between them. As it slid from his body, it was thrown unceremoniously next to the vestiges of her robe halfway across the room. It was unbridled hunger that sat so comfortably in her eyes, a look Inuyasha had never seen, and had not thought he ever would. Her eyes burned into him, but not with all the things he'd feared they might: revulsion, horror, disgust, rejection at what he was. No, it was wanton lust, uninhibited passion.
Like that it was gone. All the trepidation he'd had with letting himself go, the terror of giving himself over to someone, the apprehension he'd harbored over wanting to go for what he'd always felt was out of his reach. Always he'd been looked at as an oddity worthy of pity and sympathetic understanding at best, and at worst a monster worthy of nothing more than an arrow through the heart; never had he been looked at with want, or desire. For that, he owed her nothing less than his all, and with a mental smirk he felt she would not be disappointed.