InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Youkai and the Exterminator ❯ Chapter TwentyOne ( Chapter 21 )

Chapter TwentyOne

 

 

Damn, but why did she always want to talk in the middle of the night? He was more tired than he wanted to admit. It had been a very long day and the fight was fun, but he was still uneasy with the attention he'd gotten for it. First he'd had to fight an idiot. Then he'd had to tell a woman that he really wasn't interested.

 

He wasn't sure why he'd rejected her, just that it left him with a funny feeling deep inside.

 

When she'd dragged him into the darkness and shoved him up against a wall, suddenly he'd gone cold inside. She was attractive, that was for sure and he could tell she knew exactly what she wanted from him. It should have been okay, but for some reason it wasn't. After a few minutes of intense groping, he'd finally had enough and gently pushed her away, feeling strangely guilty and shy about it.

 

“What's wrong?” she whispered, her fingers still tangling in his hair and the softness of her body pressed into his. His hands were firmly on her shoulders, keeping her at bay.

 

“Nothing's wrong,” he muttered, wondering himself why he'd even stopped her. It had been...well, it had been a really long time for him even if you didn't count the fifty years he'd been left hanging on a tree. If he had any brains at all, he'd offer up thanks to the gods for his good fortune and let Hiromi do whatever the hell she wanted.

 

Hiromi snuggled against him, her hands still exploring gently. “Then why do you hesitate, hanyou-sama? I'm willing, your body is certainly willing, and there's nothing to be ashamed of in enjoying each other.”

 

“I know,” he murmured, suddenly realizing his body was ready, but for the first time, his heart really wasn't. He didn't want her; nothing he could think of would change that fact. She wasn't...she wasn't who he needed.

 

Hiromi sensed his withdrawal and sighed inwardly. When she kissed him, there was almost no response. It was like she was kissing a statue or a ghost. His mind was elsewhere. Her hand reached up to stroke his face. Such a beautiful face, not unlike his brother in that regard. As annoyed as she was, she couldn't help herself in being somewhat amused.

 

“That woman is lucky,” she said, running her finger teasingly over his lips.

 

“Huh?” She sensed his confused scowl. “What are you babbling about, bitch?”

 

Hiromi's rich chuckle reached his ears as she took her hands from his body and stepped away. “She's a lucky woman indeed, hanyou-sama. Please give her my compliments.” And then she was gone, her footfalls echoing quietly against the cool stone walls.

 

Feeling stupid and not sure why, the hanyou-sama had taken himself back to his room and nearly passed out from exhaustion.

 

Kagome was still looking at him like he was the most fascinating sight she'd ever laid her eyes on. It made him uneasy and he'd had about enough of it for one day.

 

“What?” he demanded.

 

She suddenly jumped for him, wrapping both hands around the back of his neck and diving for his mouth. Inuyasha was startled and barely managed to keep his feet under him as even the weight of her slight body put him off balance.

 

“Kagome,” he gasped, trying to pry her off his face. “What the hell are you doing?”

 

To his utter shock and distress, the girl growled at him, grabbing his hair to force his mouth back to hers and using all the leverage she had to force him backwards. Inuyasha couldn't quite compensate for her aggressive attack and found himself too surprised to resist effectively.

 

Kagome suddenly shoved at him, sending him falling helplessly on the bed. He stared at her as the delicate looking girl jumped over his legs, straddling his waist in a decidedly determined fashion. One small hand planted just below his throat as she leaned in to capture his lips again.

 

Was she trying to...dominate him?

 

The overwhelmed hanyou didn't know what to do, lying perfectly still with his arms limply at his sides. Kagome's kisses were bruising, intense, and he winced as her teeth scraped against his fangs. Of course, he could have thrown her off like a feather, but he was still too stunned by her oral assault to make sense of anything. Every now and then, she looked into his eyes and made a possessive sounding rumble before attacking him again.

 

It was erotic as hell. Or it would have been if it hadn't been Kagome that was attacking him like a desperate bitch in heat and that made it all just a little too much. Finally, he just couldn't take it anymore and grabbed her shoulders to lift her off of him.

 

“Kagome, what the fuck do you think you're doing?”

 

“You can't tell?” she shot back, struggling against his hold. Kagome squirmed against his hold, fighting to get back to what she'd been doing. Angrily, she swatted at him until he let go, dropping her back on his chest. Kagome planted a hand on either side of his head and stared down at him intently.

 

“I want you, Inuyasha.”

 

“You what?” he demanded, sitting up on his elbows. Unfortunately, his movement was badly timed as Kagome was just leaning in to try and kiss him again. Their heads collided with a sharp crack and Kagome yelped and grabbed her forehead in pain.

 

“Ow, damn it!”

 

“I'm sorry,” he muttered, reaching for her face. She whacked his hand away in frustration. He protested as she grabbed for his wrists and held them down. It was laughable really, as Kagome could in no way match his strength. He found himself smirking at the very idea that she was pretending to physically control him.

 

Her face dipped near his and Kagome's eyes narrowed. “If you move or try to get away, I swear to god I will purify you within an inch of your life!”

 

Now that was a genuine threat, he thought, nervously leaning back again. Kagome moved to start kissing his neck and chest, much gentler now and he relaxed a bit.

 

“Um, can I ask why you're doing this?”

 

She eyed him from down his chest, her eyes dark with desire. “Because I'm tired of waiting,” she said calmly, reasonably, as if it was so obvious even a stupid hanyou should be able to figure it out.

 

Maybe not. “Waiting for what?” he asked suspiciously.

 

Kagome grunted, planted her elbows on his midsection while her fingers traced lazy circles over his chest. “I'm tired of waiting for you to decide that you want me. I'm tired of waiting for you to make up your mind what you want. I know I want you and I'm not going to wait anymore.”

 

“So I get no say in this at all?” he asked sarcastically. His tone covered the genuine surprise he was feeling. It did take the pressure off him, having her so determined. Not a bad feeling at all, he decided only a fool would keep trying to resist at this point.

 

Not to mention he didn't want to risk pissing her off the point where she really might try to purify him after all.

 

Kagome grinned, sensing victory. “You get no say whatsoever,” she said loftily. Her hands wandered over his chest fondly as she sat up again. “Just let me do what I want, okay?”

 

He could agree to that. Kagome's lips were soft as feathers against his skin. Her lips drew at him, compelled him and Inuyasha closed his eyes blissfully. This was nice now that she'd stopped tearing at him. Slowly, the girl moved back up his chest, kissing his neck tenderly, savoring his taste. This time as her face hovered over his, her lips were gentle and Inuyasha had no complaints at all.

 

“Whatever you want,” he whispered, not opening his eyes so he could float on the surface of sensation.

 

Kagome's only answer was to nip lightly at him, letting her teeth graze gently over his chest, hearing as his breathing sped up in reaction. It was working, it was really working. He was letting her touch him, for the first time he was letting her do what she wanted. Kagome's excitement began to build as she moved along, her fingers exploring as she ran her hands over his smooth, muscled form, tracing the lines of his ribs and flat belly.

 

His back arched unconsciously as she moved farther down his body, reacting to every single touch, the slight brush of her hair against his sensitive skin, the friction of her tongue whispering of a maddening pleasure. He didn't know how much longer he could stand it before he grabbed her and threw her across the bed.

 

It was okay to give into those desires now, wasn't it? He wasn't responsible as she'd damn near threatened his life to get him to agree. It was what she wanted and that was just all there was to it.

 

Inuyasha found he was growling a little, trying to hold himself back from taking control. Kagome's hands were at his waist now, still kissing him gently as she caressed him. It was amazing that he could just relax and let himself go at this point. He was truly enjoying everything about it when he felt the first hint of hesitation from Kagome. Her hands had stilled at his waist and he carefully lifted his head so he could see her face.

 

Kagome looked pensive, her full lower lip caught between her teeth and a small, vexed frown on her forehead. He didn't quite understand what the problem was, only wished she'd finish what she'd started. Her aggression had evaporated as suddenly as it had appeared and if he didn't know better, he'd say she was scared.

 

For a moment, he couldn't understand why. She'd seemed totally sure of herself, unable to be talked out of her plan by his weak protests, and then her confidence had just disappeared like smoke in the wind.

 

Then it hit him that this was as far as she'd gone in her mind. Inuyasha grinned to himself. She'd gotten all worked up to seduce him and now that she had him right where she wanted, she didn't know what to do.

 

It was so funny he couldn't help it. He snickered.

 

Kagome looked up, surprised by the sound. Inuyasha had propped himself up on his elbows, a wide, knowing grin on his face and a challenging glint in his golden eyes. She met his gaze and felt a slow flush creep over her cheeks. Was he laughing...at her?

 

“What's so funny?” she demanded as his body started to quake with suppressed giggles. The hanyou was laughing, or trying to hold back from laughing, as he stared at her.

 

“You are,” he said, snickering even harder. The look on her face was going to kill him, never mind the purification. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks coloring slowly. Embarrassed, she looked away and he couldn't help it when he lost the fight and started to laugh even harder. He didn't notice the angry, hurt set to her lips as she watched him laugh at her.

 

“You were all aggressive just a minute ago,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “Now you don't want to admit you don't the slightest idea what you're doing.”

 

Angry tears filled her eyes. “Fine,” she snarled, pulling away from him to scramble off the bed. “To hell with you, Inuyasha! I'm sorry I even tried!” Hurt humiliation made her chest ache but Kagome was determined to get the hell out of there before he got to see her cry. Everything was a mess and she was a complete moron to think she could pull this off in the first place.

 

She didn't know the first thing about making love to a man.

 

Inuyasha stopped laughing when Kagome yanked herself away from him. “Hey,” he said, startled. “Where are you going?”

 

“Away from you,” she bit out, fury choking her words. As long as she stayed mad she wouldn't cry in front of him.

 

Oh shit, he'd done it again. Now she was really pissed and probably going to stay that way for a very long time. A curious feeling rose in his chest as he watched her straighten her clothes as she headed for the door. Suddenly, it was all crystal clear; it was like time itself slowed down so he'd have a chance to think about it.

 

If he let her leave this room, he'd never get another chance with her. It would be the end, even if they were able to stay friends after this.

 

He would lose Kagome.

 

Leaping up, he ran to reach the door just as she opened it. Kagome glared at him, but he shut the door anyway, glaring back at her.

 

“You're just going to leave after doing that to me?” he asked, folding his arms across his chest.

 

Kagome planted her hands on her hips as her eyes glittered back at him. He could tell she was really mad at him this time. “After you laughed at me? I can't even be in the same room with you right now. Just leave me alone!”

 

“Oh sure,” he sneered. “Everything doesn't go your way so you take the first opportunity to run away. I don't know why I'm surprised.”

 

“I'm not running away,” Kagome snapped. Wasn't it enough that he'd humiliated her by laughing? Did he want to rub it in that she'd made a mistake? Damn Jano and his advice! She should have known he wouldn't take her seriously.

 

She took a deep breath so her voice wouldn't shake because she wanted to sound calm even in the face of this horrible mistake. “I'm sorry,” she said coldly. “I made a mistake, I don't want to do this.”

 

He stared at her. “Don't give me that shit,” he said nastily. “You just got scared, now you're using it as an excuse to back out on me.”

 

“Everything's not about you!” she shouted, furious with him and losing her control. “You think I didn't see what was going on earlier? You think I didn't see you go off with that woman? That's why you laughed at me isn't it?”

 

Inuyasha frowned, scratching his head. “What's Hiromi got to do with it?” he wanted to know. He didn't do anything wrong, he was the one who had turned the youkai woman down because it didn't feel right, but Kagome didn't know that.

 

He gave a short bark of a laugh and shook his head. “So that's it, you got jealous when you saw me with her. I should have know it was something like that, I wondered what got into you.”

 

How could he act like this wasn't important? Kagome's hands balled into fists unconsciously. How could he act like she wasn't supposed to feel anything when she'd done everything she could to show him what she felt? And still he was standing here, looking like an idiot because he thought she was jealous over some damn whore?

 

“I'm not jealous,” Kagome muttered, glaring up at him.

 

His eyes narrowed. “You're a shitty liar, Kagome.”

 

Her face flushed a dark, angry red. “Don't make me say it,” she snarled. He was asking for the sit of his life, she swore he was going to get it, too.

 

Inuyasha found he was just as mad at her now. “That's your answer for everything, isn't it?” he asked bitterly. “Just sit me now and get it over with, I'm tired of playing this game.”

 

“It's a game to you?” Kagome asked, staring at him. Couldn't he see that she was hurting? What had ever possessed her to fall in love with someone with so little sensitivity, so little regard for her feelings? Her friends had been right, this was going nowhere. She shouldn't be with someone who didn't respect her, didn't care how she felt or what she thought.

 

He took a deep breath himself, he really didn't want to shout at her. “It's not a game, Kagome. I know I'm an asshole most of the time, believe me, it's no secret. And maybe sometimes I deserve it when you sit me, but not right now.”

 

Kagome scowled. “You deserve it now for laughing at me.”

 

Inuyasha sighed, looking tired. “You know what I hate the most about when you sit me? It just reminds me over and over that you don't really trust me and never did.”

 

“What?” Kagome couldn't believe what she was hearing. She'd stood by him this long and now he had the gall to accuse her of not trusting him? That was so ridiculous it would have made her laugh if it didn't make her want to cry.

 

Inuyasha flushed and looked away. “You don't trust me,” he muttered. “That's why you're jealous, that's why you keep the rosary on. You know I'd never hurt you, but you still use it anyway.”

 

Kagome couldn't breathe. What he was saying was too close to what she'd been thinking earlier, when she'd wanted to come apologize to him. Her eyes filled with tears, realizing her instincts had been right at the time, but for the wrong reasons. His face was closed and bitter now, realizing this time was the final rejection.

 

It was plain as day now, the way she'd made him feel. Did anyone ever trust him or even give him a chance before she'd met him? Kagome thought she'd touched Inuyasha's heart more than anyone else, she hoped she had anyway. It would be insane to think that some of the love she felt for him wasn't going to be returned.

 

Wordless, she reached out, earning a startled look from Inuyasha as she grasped the necklace in her fingers. Suddenly she hated it and hated herself for every time she'd used it against him. No wonder he didn't want to open up to her, no wonder it had been so hard for him to get close to her. The rosary had served its purpose and she wasn't going to let him be held by it for one minute longer.

 

Inuyasha's eyes went wide when she yanked hard on the rosary. For a moment, it fought back, not wanting to be cast aside. Then it broke, sending purple beads flying across the floor, spilling in a wide pattern. His body shook, a surge of power that came from gods only knew where made his nerves tremble, made his heart race. He shook his head hard, trying to clear it, trying to find focus on the girl in front of him.

 

He was free.

 

Kagome found that her hands were shaking and she wrapped her arms around her body, unable to look into his eyes. It was sad that she'd found out too late what was keeping them apart.

 

“I've always trusted you, Inuyasha,” she said in a voice barely above a whisper. “I never meant to use it against you. I was wrong.”

 

“Kagome,” he breathed, unable to find any other words for what he felt. He didn't care about the damn necklace, he cared that she trusted him without it. It meant that she saw him as something more than just a violent half-demon, more than just her protector. It might even mean that she really loved him.

 

Her head was bowed in shame. She couldn't see the look that was in his eyes, she didn't realize that all the bonds had been shattered, not just a simple rosary. He moved closer, reaching for her with tenderness he'd never felt comfortable enough to display.

 

“Kagome,” he said her name again, wanting her to look at him.

 

“I should go,” she muttered, feeling empty inside. So much for showing him what I feel, I should have known better.

 

“Kagome,” he said for the third time, reaching out to seize her arms as she turned away. “Look at me.”

 

She looked up, her eyes still teary and sad. Inuyasha smiled faintly, he had to do something about that look. “Come here,” he said, pulling her into a tight embrace.

 

Kagome's nose was pressed into his chest, her arms slowly folding around his waist. She needed this, she needed to be held. It wasn't about sex for her right now; it was about feeling comforted and safe. She had always wanted that from him, been scared to admit it even to herself, but that was what she needed.

 

“Inuyasha,” she murmured.

 

Everything seemed to slow down for her then, she saw him leaning closer, his eyes watching hers carefully for any sign of withdrawal. She licked her lips, wanting the kiss too much to even think straight. His mouth covered hers, gentle and searching, asking for something nameless.

 

Her hands had a mind of their own, reaching up to bury in his hair, hold him closer if that was possible. His tongue pressed against her lips, asking for entrance and she opened herself to him without hesitation. It was surrender; it was giving up, it was asking for what she needed and Kagome gave herself over to the kiss.

 

Suddenly he broke away, leaving her breathless as he picked her up and carried her over to the bed, falling backwards himself as he held her clasped against him. Kagome stared into his eyes, holding herself up with her elbows. Inuyasha reached for her then, pulling her face down to his for a kiss.

 

“I think it's time we finished what you started,” he murmured against her lips.

 

Then he was kissing her the way she'd always wanted. It was too good to be true and Kagome wanted to pinch herself to make sure it was for real. Instead, she kissed him back as well as she knew how, thrilling to the feeling of his hands moving over her body. This was much better than making him lay still, it was best to be touched and caressed as well as to give back in return.

 

Inuyasha felt his pulse starting to pound in his ears, it was too much, and everything just felt so right he couldn't stand it. He didn't want to pressure her but he was sure he was going to die from the tension if they didn't move things along. He was desperate for her, she was water to his thirst, she was air itself, and he needed her to live. Breaking himself free of the sweet taste of her lips, he prepared to roll them over so he could move on top of her.

 

Unfortunately, he wasn't paying attention, being way too distracted by her soft whispers and the urgent need rising in his body. He rolled too far and they flipped over the side of the bed, landing in a confused heap with Kagome on top again, a little trickle of blood on her lip where she'd nicked it on his fangs.

 

For a moment they just stared at each other. Then Kagome started to giggle and Inuyasha let out a loud groan of frustration.

 

“I'm sorry,” she said, her eyes dancing. “I didn't mean to laugh, I'm really sorry!”

 

“Shit,” he muttered, grinning helplessly in spite of the gruff tone in his voice. That got her laughing harder, burying her face in his chest and her body quaking on top of his. Inuyasha couldn't help himself, it was funny.

 

“Are you laughing at me?” he growled playfully, squeezing her shoulders in a hug.

 

Kagome looked up, her eyes sparkling with tears, these this time of mirth. “I can't help it,” she gasped out. Then she squealed when his hands moved up the back of her legs and tickled the sensitive area behind her knees.

 

“Inuyasha, stop it,” she squeaked, fighting him.

 

“No, you wanted to laugh, now you're going to laugh,” he chuckled, tickling her harder, being careful to not scratch her with his claws.

 

Kagome giggled and twisted on top him, making him almost painfully aware of her. Her body was softly curved, just ripened like the sweetest fruit and he felt her laughter cease as his hands had moved under her shirt. Now he wasn't trying to tickle her. Instead, her face flushed and the girl swallowed hard. She was still on top of him, straddling his waist and bracing herself with her palms against his shoulders.

 

“Don't stop,” she whispered as his hands found her breasts.

 

He had no intention of stopping now. Roughly, he pulled her shirt off so he could look at her. Not that he didn't know what she looked like since he wasn't quite innocent of peeping.

 

It was different now that she knew he was looking at her. His hands moved over her breasts, molding them in his hands, rubbing his thumbs against her now rigid nipples. Kagome moaned softly, shutting her eyes and leaning into his hands, willing him to go farther, touch more, set her skin on fire.

 

Inuyasha sat up, leaning her carefully back in his lap, his hands dropping to her hips as he cradled her against him. Kagome threw back her head, smiling as she moved her hands to his legs to support herself when Inuyasha darted forward and took her breast between his lips. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure and quickly moved her hands to his head so he wouldn't even think about stopping.

 

Intense sensation, burning almost, seared her all the way to the pit of her belly. He sucked the taut skin, kissing her intently one second and then teasing her with the tip of his tongue. It was too much, Kagome started to cry out a bit and whine, rocking her hips into him with an unschooled need and urgency.

 

It was happening, it was going to happen. She was ready for this and from where she was sat; Inuyasha seemed to need her just as desperately.

 

Inuyasha let Kagome go with a series of loving licks to her breasts, enjoying the shuddering reaction such attentions were causing. He wanted nothing more now than just to be with her, skin to skin, nothing else mattering in the world. Naraku himself could have walked in right now and offered him the sacred jewel with an apology and he wouldn't have noticed. He gently moved his Kagome to the side, meaning to free himself from his clothing.

 

At least hers was simple. He was still wearing the bottom half of his elaborate clothing and fumbled with the sashes that secured it. Grumbling a bit, but still not quite at the point of shredding it with his claws, he had some success and managed to get them off by kicking out awkwardly with one leg.

 

Unfortunately, again, he was a little too eager in getting himself free of it, the silk material pooling around his knees as he tried to move back to Kagome. He was distracted by her, hardly thinking as his eyes drank her in, and his knees skidded on the pile of silk. He fell forward, twisting a little to the side instead of doing a painful for obvious reasons belly flop. As it was, he bit down hard on his tongue when his chin hit the floor.

 

“Oh my god, are you okay?” Kagome asked, sitting up and reaching for him.

 

Great, he thought sourly. Did nothing ever go his way?

 

“I'm fine,” he sighed. Only his pride and his tongue had taken damage. Kagome grinned, leaning over him to kiss him gently. He winced anyway and realized that one of his fangs had nearly pierced his lower lip. Kagome dabbed the blood away with her finger, leaning on her elbow next to him.

 

“You know, Inuyasha, it's entirely possible that we're dangerous to each other.”

 

“Fuck that,” he growled. He wasn't going to let a couple pratfalls stop them. He stood up, pulling Kagome to her feet and reaching behind her to find the fastening of her skirt. Kagome leaned against him as he removed it, trying hard not to start laughing again. She managed to get her own underthings off; afraid in his current frustrated state he might tear her clothes.

 

Then suddenly, nothing was funny anymore. She was naked and he was naked and oh god, he was reaching for her. Kagome couldn't breathe as he moved her firmly back, bracing her against the wall. It was cool, but not unpleasantly so and she stared up at him. His golden eyes captured hers, held them prisoner as she slowly raised her hands to his arms, tacitly telling him to go ahead.

 

Inuyasha swallowed hard and reached for her, lifting her up and supporting her easily as he held her against the wall. Kagome was breathing hard now, half excited and half fearful as she clutched at him for reassurance. It was too intense; she suddenly wanted to run away, her heart pounding insanely in her chest.

 

He rested his head against the wall as Kagome pulled her knees over his hips, holding him tightly with her legs around his waist and her arms curving around his neck.

 

“Go on,” she whispered, feeling him ready to enter her, waiting for permission.

 

“Are you sure?” he asked, a hint of desperation in his voice. “If you aren't, I don't have to...”

 

Kagome buried her face in his shoulder. She was on fire, she was ice, she was everything in between, but she wasn't going to let him go. “I'm sure. I've been sure forever. I think I've loved you since the first minute I saw you, when you were still sleeping.”

 

She broke his heart by saying things like that. “I don't deserve you,” he whispered into her hair. “I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, but falling in love with you wasn't one of them.”

 

Kagome looked at him then, wanting to see his face. It was full of wonder and a wild desire. His mouth came down on hers as he suddenly surged forward, unable to hold back any longer. Kagome arched her back, accepting him, wanting him to be inside her like it was something she'd always been craving.

 

It hurt, but not as much as she'd been told to expect and Kagome trembled against him, her eyes screwed tightly shut. She felt his quick intake of breath then. They had finally come together and both of them were shocked to silence by the moment.

 

Inuyasha murmured something intelligible to her and she really didn't need to know what he was saying. Slowly, he sank to his knees, suddenly weakened by the blood pulsing in his body. Kagome heard the sound of his claws scraping against the wall as he eased down to the floor, his other arm clamping her body against his like they could never be torn apart.

 

He was waiting for her to adjust to him, she realized and didn't want him to wait, or to hesitate, or to worry about anything. She made this known when her hips thrust against his, encouraging him and whispering his name over and over in his ear.

 

Kagome cried out as he started to move, his arm still braced between her and the hard stone wall. Her hips cradled his and she held on for dear life when he hissed and moved faster, unable to hold back another second. It was all for now, this moment. She tried to match him, tried to meet him, but in the end all she could do was answer his demanding movements with her compliance.

 

His breath was hot and ragged in her ear and she could hear him straining towards her, moving faster and claiming her with each thrust, each cry, each whimper as she dug her fingernails into the skin of his back. Her voice sounded shrill and strange in her ears as she gave herself over to the moment, her body arching and twisting in response to him, her thighs aching from gripping him so fiercely.

 

Suddenly, Kagome realized that he was waiting for her, not understanding that her body might not be able to climax in her first time. She didn't want him to wait, they'd waited long enough. She pushed against the small of his back, using her legs to shove him inside with all her strength.

 

Inuyasha held her tightly, finding the sweetness of her lips and accepting body more than he could have asked. He wanted to be gentle, tender for her, but right now he couldn't even think straight.

 

Everything he'd ever felt in his life was pooling towards this one moment and finally he tensed and threw himself against her like a drowning man searching for rescue, crying out her name in a ragged howl. He shuddered violently, barely able to keep them upright against the wall.

 

Slowly, his mind came back to him, listening to Kagome's harsh breathing, feeling her arms so tight around his neck that he couldn't move. With a low moan, he eased away from the wall, his legs cramping from the strain. Inuyasha held her close as he laid down on the floor, his chest heaving in time to hers. He was breathing, she was breathing, and it was enough for him.

 

Touching his face, her fingers became wet and Kagome pulled herself up to look at him.

 

“Inuyasha, why are you crying?” she whispered.

 

“I don't know.” He wrapped his body around hers, burying his face in her hair. Right now, he was content just to hold her close and drift away on her scent.

 

It was all he'd ever wanted and he was moved to tears, just by having her in his arms.