InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The One I Need: No Regrets ❯ Finally Complete ( Chapter 2 )

He removed his teeth from her and looked deep into her eyes "Are you sure you want this?" He was complete youkai yet in the corner of his mind reasoning still resided and he refused to take this girl as his own by force. He would be gentle for the most part although his demon wanted hard, quick strokes into her body. Make all know and feel who she belong to. Let her cries for him radiate throughout all of feudal Japan.

 

She stared back still in complete shock that he had a thread of compassion still within him. She had driven him to the breaking point and any other male would have already fallen to her needs and yet he has not. "Yes…" it was barely above a whisper.

 

She was caught off guard as he swiftly picked her up and headed out of the hut. This in response caused her to wrap her arms and legs around him securely and tightened as he made his way through the forest. With his newly right hand he gripped her underneath her buttocks as he strutted in to the forest.

 

His chest was broad against her and from the firelight well tan from earlier. His scent filled her nose and she felt like she was floated in water. Just drifting to an unknown destination only to where it desired her to go. She traced the outline of his spine on his neck and received a slight in his youkai. Raising her own miko energy she comforted it only making his youkai mind going even more insane.

 

He looked down upon her through his dark eyelashes and met a pool of chocolate brown eyes looking back at his. With his left hand he skimmed her face to the out lines of her hidden features. The moon gently peeking out every now and then through the canopy. Her creamy sight made him hard and full of want. She felt it and rose herself up to his face almost looking down at him, her hair cascading around them as they came closer to their destination. "Can you feel it?" she whispered against his flesh staring into his red pools. "The heat…" she twirled a long of his stunning silver locks into her right index finger as the other hung loosely over his shoulder.

 

"Heat…" he said huskily more leaning towards a question then fallen as a statement as his usual self did. Mmmmm…the heat…yes he felt it now. Burning deep within him and to regions he had let grown immune to such useless emotions.

 

"Yes…the heat. It's burning deep inside of me and you."

 

They came into the clearing. It was a beautiful garden of various vegetation many she had never seen. There was a shimmering lake at the end of it reflecting the glowing moon on it. A large tree was situated next to it.

 

In the back was a small hut. A little larger than the one she and he had previously been. He pushed through it still looking deep into her eyes. It was like a modern day room. A nice bed was on the far corner down the hall as candles lit the room giving it a romantic sense.

 

He released her allowing her feet to touch the ground that somehow turn warm. She hummed a small tune as she trailed a finger over his chest.

 

(song from lord of the rings)

"Home is behind

The world ahead

And there are many paths to tread.

Through shadow

Till the edge of night

Until the stars are all all right.

Mist and shadow,

Cloud and shade.

All shall fade

All…shall….fade…."

 

"Why are you playing games with me, bitch," he growled. She didn't take it as an insult as she usually did. That word meant differently here. It meant comrade, or high ranking in the Inu youkai world. Sometimes it could even mean a potential mate. He had to respect her now in how she had driven him almost over the edge. He would not mark her…not until he was sure she wanted him…and by her scent she did.

 

"I'm not interested in singing songs or playing games, Sesshomaru," she said, her fingers curling around his upper arms.

 

Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her, her hands flat against his chest. His skin was hot to the touch and cold also, like electrically charged marble, and a slight alarm mixed within his slowly burning desire. "Then what do you want," he couldn't help but ask.

 

"To hold you. To feel you in my arms, to feel that tonight, at least tonight, I'm not sitting alone worrying about how I am going to defeat Naraku and…" Her words trailed off, but he understood what she meant. "And shards to collect."

 

"Maybe so," he conceded his voice a gruff whisper of sound.

 

When he leaned forward and she knew he was going to kiss her, she wondered for one fleeting moment if this was what she had come here for all along. Not to stay with Rin, as she had told herself over and repeatedly. Not to do the right thing. But to feel his hands on hers. To taste the pleasure of his lips against her mouth.

 

A slight flush scorched her cheeks, but that didn't help as her hands encircled around his chest, her palms relishing the feel of him. He was virile, and she felt alive, no longer watching life pass her by on the sidelines as the jewel hunt continued.

 

Awareness shimmered through his veins with an intensity and boldness that made his heart melt like butter on a frying pain. Despite everything he wanted her to touch him again. Perhaps it was the moon, or perhaps the fact he wanted to hurt his half brother so bad he won't recuperate afterwards. Maybe because of Rin and how she clung to this child…no woman, but Kagome stepped out of herself as if she could make the whole world disappear for the both of them.

 

Their gazes never broke, and when he drew her near, his heart pounded wildly. He felt consumed by her. Hot and unmistakably sensual.

 

Then he kissed her, hungrily, desperately, his hands sweeping down her spine to her hips, until he pressed her against the hard ridge of his erection.

 

"I want you," he whispered against her ear. "I want you in a way I have never wanted anything before."

 

Kagome clung to Sesshomaru, and he kissed her again, his lips brushing back and forth, his deep groan like a gust of wind against her senses. She felt his tongue slide along her lips, his teeth nipping as his head went lower. Gently he pressed her back against the nearest wall, and she circled his shoulders with her arms as he pulled her up against him. She might not have weighed anything at all. She felt insulated from the world, as if its rotation had ceased.

 

He swept her up and carried her through the hut to his bedroom, untouched by him, but he didn't' take her to his bed. He set her down, his mouth covering hers as his hands framed her face.

 

He kissed her with a slow, heated passion, his palms barely grazing over her, trailing down, his lips skimming to the pulse that throbbed in her neck. She gasped slightly when he parted the opening of her robe, his hands cupping her breasts, and nothing separated them except the thin flannel of her nightgown.

 

Desire filled him like lightning, electric in a black sky, not civilized, not cautious. Her head fell back as his thumb swept over her nipple, bringing it to a taut peak, then circling before his hand moved to the long line of buttons that ran down her gown. The kimono he had given her had a few additions to Rin's request of hearing the strange things Kagome had worn. One by one the buttons gave way, though he went only far enough to revel her breasts, his claw-like fingers the tiny fastenings with an expertise that questioned her motives…well, only a smidgen.

 

For one long second he stood back and looked at her, taking her in. "I knew you'd be beautiful," he growled slightly. She wasn't that weak, pitiful girl his brother had become fond of during the past years. The baby fat had all but melted away into muscles and angelic grace. Her breasts were pulp and full ridged with excitement. Something he was too gladly proud to offer.

 

An empowering boldness rose through her, and when he caught her hands, pulling them away until her arms were stretched out like wings, the bent his head to taste the succulent morsel she had to offer, she forgot. Propriety. Decency. She only wanted to be held by this demon…no man, give in to hunger and longing, desperation and a careening flight of ecstasy.

 

He captured on nipple. Then pull the other gently deep into his mouth. Framing the fullness of her breasts, his expression clearly admiring. She felt an annexing power simmer through her. She could tell that indeed he thought she was beautiful.

 

The knowledge was exhilarating. And when he kissed her again, his mouth came down upon hers, his tongue seeking entrance, she opened to him, then shuddered with intensity. Sensation she had never experienced before filled her seemed to crack her open until she wanted to cry out for the touch, to weep in pleasure that she had sought with Inuyasha but never found. And it was that quest that it betrayed her that night she had stumbled upon him at the river.

 

He sat by himself as the sun began to seep. "Inuyasha?" she asked meekly wondering what was bothering her beloved so.

 

"Kagome…I am grateful that you love me," he turned to face her his ears flattened to his head, "but I don't think I would be able to provide you with what you want in a relationship." And he was right it had been almost three years and nothing changed. They kissed here and there but nothing compared to this moment. All of that was nothing but a memory now. A mere dust in the breeze. A grain of sand in time.

 

With his arm holding her securely, he palmed first one breast, gentle was his brush like a summer breeze on a heated breeze, pushing it high, then the other. He growled into her neck, his mouth tantalizing her throat, then sliding low once again to close over the first one nipple, sucking, teasing, then the other, again pulling it deep into his mouth, running his fangs gently over them, making her body tingle and yearn.

 

She sighed, then gasped as his hand drifted low, over her ribs. "Your flesh…it tastes…so good…so good," he whispered against her nipple, struggling to get the words out. His hand continued to go lower and her breath held. He worked the remainder of the buttons; then the tips of his claws gently grazed a path down the center of her torso.

 

Only to stop at her waist.

 

He froze. Suddenly, her mind clearing long enough to remember, she pressed her eyes closed and cringed.

 

"Mmmm," he murmured against her skin. "What is this contraption you are wearing?"

 

The side of her lip twitched as she opened her eyes. "They're female undergarments for…personal reasons," she murmured.

 

"I don't see why you need them if they coming off soon." she could feel his smirk and she blushed crimson and tried to push away. But Sesshomaru only chuckled, ran a clawed finger underneath the heavy elastic, quite fascinated by it really, tugged, then let it snap.

 

Kagome's eyes grew wide. "Ouch!"

 

"Hmmm," he began allured by it once again. "I think I like the sound of it."

 

She scrunched up her face and said without mush conviction, "You are so bad." He was enjoying this. He was actually enjoying this!

 

"I want a closer look," he growled amused. "Do they have color or are they plain? I am quite interested in seeing this future contraption." He tried to peek down her gapping nightgown.

 

Kagome gasped, and she slapped at his broad chest, humoring him Sesshomaru to no end. "Chotto matte kudasai (wait a minute)," she pleaded; yet her eyes twinkled with the excitement.

 

"Come on," he cajoled growling, his red/golden eyes wicked. "Who knew kissing you would prove to be quite an investment, ne?" He started to gather the nightgown, reaching down to find the hem, the material sliding up and up. "Just a peek," he stated, running his claw gently underneath the waistband once more.

 

But when she prepared herself for the next snap, it never came. Instead, she inhaled sharply when he wrapped his powerful arms around her, his hands sliding low beneath the cotton to cup her bottom, and he pulled her to him.

 

They stood face-to-face, neither moving-not that she could have moved for the thundering sensation that seared through her paralyzed limbs. Then without warning her, like slow molasses, their bodies coming together, hers higher and higher, until her face was level with his. They stayed that way for an eternity, only a hairsbreadth between their lips. But he didn't kiss her. He lowered her, slowly, maddeningly, the most intimate parts of her body gliding gown over his erection.

 

Had it not been for the thin cotton and thick denim of his jeans separating them, the motion would have caused him to slide deep inside her. And just when her feet nearly hit the ground, he pulled her back up again, gliding, making her want to tear away the material that stood between them so she could feel the silky hardness of him slip inside of her yearning body.

 

He felt primal and ravenous. She did this to him. Part of him understood that she was only trying to get what was not provided for her and another part did not care. He wanted to mate. He wanted the physical act, consequences be damned.

 

A rumble of exhilarated laughter tried to bubble up through Kagome.

 

"What's so funny?" he demanded.

 

She looked into his eyes, feeling bold and free. "I'd have to say that this is a tad better that chocolate." He had seen this 'chocolate' that she had spoke of in which she had given Rin a sample. Evil stuff.

 

His eyes shone with a predator's glint; then he lowered her to the floor and stepped away. "Just a tad?" He rose an eyebrow.

 

She smiled casually. "Maybe more than just a tad."

 

"Damn right, bitch, more than a tad," he preened, then slowly backed her up until her knees hit the mattress of his bed.

 

She sat back with a start, but he kept advancing, forcing her to lie back. He loomed over her, her hair spilled out on the deep green and crisp white sheets. For half a murky second, she wondered what kept him up on the bed if he had ever sat or rested in it. But then he lowered himself, covering her with his body and kissing her hungrily.

 

Her hands came up, searching, but he pulled back, as always, elusive. Once her hands were at her sides, he kissed her again. First on her brow, then or her nose. Chin, collarbone. Lower and lower, her nightgown parting. His lips seemingly cold now gentle to the touch followed by his hands, until his fingers slipped beneath her cotton panties, and he found the curls between her legs. Despite her longing, she jerked, her hands flying to stop him. Maybe this wasn't how to approach her problem?

 

"Shh, oaijouku (its all right)," he gentled her. "I'm just going to touch you." But she still couldn't.

 

"Sesshomaru…I do want you to touch me," she confessed just above a whisper. "But not like that. I want you to…" The words trailed off. The heat was back again and it was boiling.

 

He just nodded and dipped his head, his lips grazing her mouth, once again before he once again parted her robe. The nightgown fell away, and he brought the surprisingly graceful power of his thigh over her, pulling her closer to the heat of him. He found her breast, one finger gently circling in that way that made her forget, long-held need to be sensible and that damn Inuyasha.

 

Within seconds, he returned her to that fevered pitch, his mouth capturing hers, distracting her as his hand trailed low. She felt on fire from the lean, sculpted heat of him, and she hardly noticed when he tugged off her panties. Her arms were tangled above her had in thick folds of funnel and terry cloth but he didn't free her. Her touched her intimately then, careful of his claws.

 

"Your wet," he murmured, his voice filled with awe and appreciation. "So deliciously…wet."

 

She rolled her eyes. "You really don't have to point that out," she managed, though only barely, and when he slid one lean, slightly callused finger inside of her after removing his claws to not injure her she gasped, her body shimmering with sensation. Her body rocked.

 

"Shh," he whispered, boldly stroking, pulling out until the tip of his finger touched her most sensitive spot, then sliding deeper, making her body begin to move of its own volition. "Lift your knees," he instructed, his voice low and passionate. "Open your eyes and look at what I am doing to do to you." Slowly, dragging her breath, she did as he said, lifting her knees until her feet were planted on the mattress. He studied her for one last, long second; then nudged her knees further apart. "Yes…just like that."

 

Hmmm, he smelt it, her want and her wetness. He wanted to taste it…feast on it. Devourer her completely but first…she had to adjust to his size. To his knowledge she was till unmated thus will not occupy his length. He smirked inwardly…he'll have to fix that. A shiver of heat ran through her as his hand slid down the side of her thigh, covering her with his intoxicating scent, to the core of her, his palm cupping, before he parted her and slipped his finger deep once again, stretching her virginal canal.

 

Composure and common sense were lost, and all she wanted more of what he was giving. When she thought she couldn't feel any better, he kissed her. The thrust of his tongue was carnal, propelling her higher as he slipped a second finger inside her, stretching her even further. She squirmed and wanted, seeking something that she knew of but had never experienced.

 

Their kiss turned hard and rough, hot and wet. His fangs grazing over her lips and he licked the trickle of blood. She couldn't get close enough to his heat. She wanted all of him, his hardness inside of her, his strength surrounding her. She wanted to feel his solid strength on top of her, her arms free to explore his body.

 

He broke the kiss and she cried out.

 

"You like that…didn't you?" he breathed.

 

"Yes," it was barely audible.

 

"You want more of this?" He lowered his head to her naked breasts and his maddening tongue laved her nipples attending each one. He whispered words of awe against her flesh before he levered back. "I can't hear you bitch," he ground out.

 

"Yes!" And she did. She wanted to reach and fly.

 

"I want you to feel…ecstasy."

 

"I do," she whined. God…he was torturing her.

 

"Then trust me." He was going to make her want him as she did him. He allowed his youkai to spike as he left her. He leaned onto the floor between her upraised knees, his warm palms skimming along the inside of her thighs. The touch was electric, and her hands grasped the comforter. She had to force herself to release some of her miko energy to combat his.

 

His lips scorched a path along the tender skin, closer and closer, until his thumb gently parted her. "Sess….s-shom….m-maruuuuu."

 

"I want you to scream." Shock riddled through her, though there wasn't much she could do about it with his head between her thighs. "I want you to scream my name…let all know who you will soon belong to." Then seconds later, she felt a whisper of cool breath against her moist center, then a fire at the first touch of his tongue gliding along her.

 

"Sesshomaru!" she gasped silently her hands fought against the tangle of flunnel and terry cloth until they came free. She clutched his head, her fingers raking through his silver hair.

 

"Shhh," he hushed her again, his broad hand splayed on her abdomen. "Don't think…just feel." And when his lips closed the tender nub, sucking gently, she could do little more than that. Feel. Fly. Cry out for the insanity that built and grew, threatening to consume her like a white-hot fire. Sensation coiled through her, and he lifted her hips to take her more fully.

 

Blood thundered behind his eyelids as Sesshomaru's tongue snaked out, testing the territory around the fragile skin. He needed to be inside her. His youkai was driver him insane but he would not cause this onna anymore pain than she needed. She had to be so far gone that when he thrust, she would not feel the pain fate would most still likely bestow upon her virgin body.

 

Kagome moaned, and rocked upon the bed beneath the command of Sesshomaru's caress.

His mouth and his tongue, and the sweep of his hands across her body were driving her mad. It was an endless driving throb that demanded release. His hand slid back into the curls of the juncture of her thighs, this time increasing the pressure point using the tip of a fang. He could actually feel the tremors of a climax beginning beneath his fingertips; sweat broke out across his body as his own desire suddenly demanded completion.

 

He stripped of his remaining clothing tossing it carelessly to the side along with the along with the miko's own he removed in one swift movement. Then he returned to her majestic form.

 

It came without warning. A blinding, mind shattering burst of joy that rocked her senseless. As wave after wave of pleasure ebbed and flowed through her body. She didn't even know her clothes were gone until the emotions subsided making her vision once again clear. As the figure devoured up the prize that exploded from her to reward him.

 

She looked down at the man before her, towering over like a giant. "Oh Sesshomaru…Sesshomaru, I-" she tilted her head to the side as she saw it. His length surged out before her, jutting toward her with a sexual demand that could not be missed.

 

He looked deep into her eyes as if asking one last time if this is what she really wanted. If he was really the one she wanted. He figured hesitation, even rejection; instead she nearly sent him toppling over her body and crushing her when she grabbed his length, encircling him with her delicate fingers. She moved them up and down like silk between her fingers in an exploratory manner as she marveled at the shift of skin against muscle.

 

"Oh…k-kaamiiiii…" Sesshomaru gritted his teeth and closed his eyes against the need to thrust himself into the nest she made with her hands and going into her tight, wet shaft. "Whatever you're doing…woman…don't stop." His claws curled into the bed sheets

 

Kagome's pulse pounded. The feel of him within her hands was frightening, and yet intriguing. So big. So strong. Her lips went slack at the thought of taking all of this power inside of her. But would he fit? She unconsciously bit her lower lip.

 

He had pleased her so far now it was his turn. Gripping his shaft with her one hand she used a nail to trail the muscles running from the root to the tip then back again. Using her free hand she ran it up his chest teasing his nipples as he did she. She leaned forward and captured it into her mouth teasing and suckling it.

 

He growled out loud at the sensation sending tremors through both their bodies. He wanted to howl out at the sheer pleasure Kagome was giving him. Her hands gathered down at his shaft as she continued to suckle on his nipple. Together they moved…up and down in a rhythmic pattern.

 

He was panting and sweat poured from his body dripping from the tip of his nose. His silver hair cascaded around them covering them faces. He couldn't help himself and moved into her hands along with her.

 

It felt so good. His demand grew and he moved faster as Kagome went to the neglected nipple, eyes closed at the fact she was doing this to him. To him…the lord of the western lands.

 

He couldn't take it anymore and thrusted into her. He howled out as she bit into his flesh around his tender nipple in protest in what he just did. She wanted it rough? She'll get it.

 

He was tender before and still was as he thrusted inside her wet sex, breaking the boundary that separated her now making her full. She was tight…so tight around him that he shivered. "Sooo….mmhph…." he lost all thought as he moved in her, sayings small muffled words that could only go for as her name.

 

Kagome leaned back, his hair still shadowing them. The size…oh god. If it wasn't for her training she would have shattered right now from the pain. But it soon subsided and she moaned with renewed delight as her own body adjusted to his presence, stretching to accommodate him. Hard to the point of true pain, Sesshomaru felt a sweet relief as his slow but steady strokes inside of her increased with every thrust, knowing it would be soon over. And then the feeling came, so strong it could not be denied, and he was too far gone to wait any longer.

 

"Fa…st…er…" breath Kagome between breaths. She pulled her hands up to his shoulders gripping them. "Fast…er." She demanded in which he was too happy to oblige. Her body moved beneath his.

 

She squeezed her eyes shut at the pleasurable pain ripping through her body. "Ka…go…me…" She opened her eyes to slits staring into half closed glowing red ones starring back but what was that she saw? Lust…tenderness…and love… "Ka…go…me…" It was him. He was calling her name and her heart soared for him. This is what she wanted. This is what she had been searching for.

 

"Mhnmn….Sesss-" he kissed her tenderly their tongues battling it out in strength. His hands slid beneath her hips; unable to stop his need to be complete, lifting her that much closer. But it was instinct that made Kagome lock him within a hold of her own.

 

Sesshomaru choked on a breath and nipped her bottom lip in response as her long legs coiled around his waist. It was a move he hadn't expected her to make. Her eyes closed and her back arched to beat of a drum only she could hear.

 

Long…powerful strokes…quick and effortless….

 

The coil deep inside her was growing and growing…"Hurry…" she managed to speak but barely audible even to his ears. "Faster…yes…ahhhhhhh." Hr world was spiraling around her. She bit her lip moving quicker underneath him. Small words were spoken into her ears…broken…yet understandable.

 

" Mhnmn …Ka…gome…you're…" what was he going to say again? He couldn't quite remember. It was building…the release he need to complete it and his mark is final. He would be hers and she would be his…forever…"tight…so deliciously tight…wet

…oh god, so wet and tight…don't…leave…" This was right after all…who cared what the world thought. Life was just like a dick…when it gets hard…fuck it!

 

"Iie…nev..er…" she responded between breaths.

 

"Stay…" he bared his fangs and sank them deep into her flesh below her neck.

 

"Itsum…ademo…(forever)" They were hot and wet, and deliciously wild.

 

He lowered his head between her breasts and smiled. She was his now and he gritted his teeth as release became irresistible to deny. One push followed another and with one final thrust of his sex he came with a burst and spilled inside of her. Her canal tightened around him…blissful friction…Lights flashed behind their eyelids as they cried out each other's name in bliss….in total completion.

 

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His head came up ears flat against head. He was not sad but he was hurt. He could not provide for her what he needed and so lost her. At least there would always be a part of him with her and she in him.

 

He stood up, with his sword in hilt. "Kagome…" he whispered as the rising sun came and wind blew wisps of his silver hair into his face. "I hope he treats you right. Until we meet again into the final battle." And with that turned and returned to the village without a second glance towards the western lands knowing full well he had nothing to worry about.

 

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He wrapped her in the sheet…their most intermit parts still joined…the scent of their union hung in the air. She slept peacefully beside him one arm wrapped over his chest.

 

She was his now and forever…nothing would change that. He smirked looking out at the rising sun knowing that they're going to be staying up late many nights. He kissed her forehead and she snuggles closer.

 

Regrets he knew she had none…" Aishiteru, (I love you) Kagome…my mate."

 

 

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Saddness4eva: The last and final chappie!! Hope you like!! Review!! Tell me what you think. I want to do another one-shot!!