InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Time After Time ❯ The Clarity of One in Two ( Chapter 26 )
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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Adventure / Action | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 03.25.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 454 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Adventure / Action | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 03.25.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 454 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 26: The Clarity of One in Two
Kagome was not certain of what she was feeling.
Pleasure, was a given. But it was slightly strange, because she was getting a sense of their pleasure, and not her pleasure. She could feel everything he was doing to her, but felt it through both of their bodies – he wasn't really pleasuring her, he was pleasuring them both.
It was different, but very welcome, because she could feel and see and taste and hear everything as though from two sources, though it came through as though from one. Everything was that much clearer.
She felt things from her point of view, and from his, only combined, as though that was the way it was always supposed to have been.
And it was, she knew. This was how it was always supposed to have been from the day the kami created male and female, in two separate bodies, so that they could then recombine, and know joy.
She knew she could never go back to the half-life she had lived before, and stay sane.
Sex was now seen by both of them differently than they once had seen it; it was a physical joining for pleasure and for procreating, but it allowed them to join emotionally as well, making it a complete experience – something that never could have happened with anyone else on earth.
As he kissed her, she felt the incredible amount of love flowing from him into her, and she happily reciprocated, sending it all back a million times over. It was awesome to be able to feel the kiss he bestowed on her from both ends, and Kagome knew then that she was actually glad she'd never had sex with anyone else, because she didn't want to remember any other way to do things than the way they were doing them now.
That odd duality allowed her to see and even remember sex from his memories, and as she looked at them, she almost frowned; the experience was flat. At least, that was the best analogy she could come up with.
He raised his head from the kiss, and frowned at her. “Why do you worry about a boring experience with some half-remembered partner that was meaningless in the extreme? I am trying to pleasure us both, and your curiosity is ruining that,” he reproved her, and she giggled.
“I'm sorry! I've just never experienced it at all, and this in no way resembles that, at least from your memories of it, and I just couldn't help it.” Then she frowned. “Though it is uncomfortable and not pleasing to see you with another that way,” she said, a thread of hurt clear in her voice, and he sighed.
“In some ways, I am actually thankful that I have experienced the act with others – it shows me just how completely different it is with you, my other half. And it also gives me the experience to know how to pleasure us, and teach you to do so, as well, my love.”
She nodded, though still a bit uncomfortable with knowing he'd been entangled with countless other females in this way, still... he was right, as well. She wasn't sure she'd want to have her first time, the one that was going to hurt, with someone completely inexperienced. That would probably be worse for her...
“It will slightly pain both of us, love, as I will also feel the pain, but it will be shared, and thus lessened,” he said, and smiled down at her, his eyes alight with adoration and desire.
She flushed, and smiled tentatively back, wallowing happily in his love for her – though she was still uncertain. Not that she doubted his feelings any longer, but it was just all so new, and she feared it being taken away.
Through Sugimi's eyes, she could see the wonder he felt about the whole thing, and the newly-born fear of also losing it – she could see his growing horror as he fully realized in that instant, how Yuuka must have felt when her other half died. He couldn't even imagine the horrendous sense of loss, the feeling as though you'd literally been cut in half, and then condemned to stay alive in that complete agony of flesh and spirit.
Both he and she shed tears, then, for Yuuka, and for their own fear of experiencing the same, and Sugimi was quick to address that issue.
“If one does not make it, you or I, there will be no separation – the other will follow immediately, correct?” he asked, wanting to be sure Kagome didn't feel any differently, though he didn't see how she could. He was calmed as her feelings broke in his mind – she wouldn't stay if he was gone, and both settled down at that realization. They would never be without the other from now until eternity was over...
Which would never happen.
With that, minds turned back to physical pleasure, and deep need overtook them both - with the fear of death and separation, came the need to celebrate life in the most basic of ways possible.
Sugimi kissed her again, unable to stop, he continued to enjoy learning her taste, and the silken glide of her tongue against his. Sweet, like honey, and mild, like milk, the way she tasted became firmly imprinted into his memory, and he found himself unable to break away – just kissing her was enough to keep him happy forever.
But eventually, she got him to move on, and Sugimi almost lost it as she tilted her head up, baring her throat to him – so much more than just an acknowledgment of him as alpha, it was a tacit admission that he was her alpha, and also shouted her trust in him. Opening her throat to his fangs showed the ultimate trust, that she knew he would never hurt her, and that visual almost made him cum right then.
Panting, nipping, licking and suckling the flesh of her neck was exquisite, and to his joy, her neck was very sensitive, and she greatly enjoyed his urgent attentions. She laughed at him inside – he looked at her reproachfully.
'Why do you laugh, beloved?” he asked inwardly.
She smiled up at him brightly. 'Your surprise that I enjoy your attention to my neck. We were made for each other, you said, ne?' He nodded. “Then why so surprised?” she asked aloud. “You have a strong attraction to a woman's neck, and I was made for you, so...” she trailed off, still blushing a little from earlier, and he chuckled.
“You are correct, and I should have realized that. So, it is a safe bet, that all the things that I particularly enjoy, you will also... and that makes things so much easier, I will admit,” he said, very pleased at that realization.
He leaned down and nipped her pulse again, and she shivered all over; he grinned devilishly.
“Brace yourself, little mate – you are in for quite the ride!”
With that, there were no more words spoken aloud, only murmurings and pleadings from one or the other of them, and they soon both slipped into a sensual intoxication of the body and spirit that resembled no kind of sexual contact that Sugimi had ever experienced before.
Instead of Kagome laying there as submissive to Sugimi, they were both moving and touching, kissing and caressing, and it made the experience so much more intense. While Sugimi licked and nipped and sucked at her breasts, she was running her hands all over his back, gorgeous tight rear end, and through his hair, which she had quickly pulled out of his topknot.
She absolutely loved the feel of his cool, silky hair sliding against her skin, and just that made her moan in desperate approval, even as he slid his knuckles into the valley at the top of her thighs, rubbing softly as she tentatively encircled his rigid and painful erection with her fingers. He gasped, as did she, at the feel of it, and Kagome joined the exclusive circle of those females that knew exactly what stroking their mates erection felt like from his point of view.
It was amazing; even as her eyes widened impossibly, his did as well, feeling what she felt when he rubbed her clit. They both stared into each others eyes, and the feeling of oneness, of intimacy, was incredible, and scary, too. This was nothing that either had ever experienced before, and it evened the playing field a great deal – Sugimi was as new to this as she was.
For Kagome, it was like knowing what she would have felt like if she were a male, and she had to admit, she could begin to understand why men enjoyed sex so much – it was intense pleasure, and she could only imagine what his climax felt like. For herself, she really didn't know what a climax felt like, either... she'd always thought herself sort of frigid, not ever having had a sex drive before.
Not that that mattered anymore, because she was addicted now – but only with her mate. Every other guy could go jump off a cliff, as far as she was concerned, she was TAKEN. She could feel Sugimi's primal possessiveness rise up as well as a primitive approval of her naming herself as his.
The same applied for him – at the thought of him with anyone else, she felt jealousy invade that she'd never before experienced... not even when Inuyasha would run off to Kikyou.
Still, with his fingers now moving in and out of her, and her hand stroking him firmly, both were approaching climaxes, and Sugimi finally pulled back, regretfully moving his fingers from inside, and scooting down to where her scent was clouding his mind. Licking both fingers clean, he purred, and Kagome, shocked, realized that he really did enjoy the taste of her arousal.
She could feel how it drugged his senses, enticing him, driving him to taste her, over and over, repeatedly drawing him back to this one spot on her body, and he reveled in the tasting, even as she reveled in him doing so. Mindless with need, now, Kagome began begging, pleading with him to stop torturing her and join with her already.
He could feel the exact moment she reached the point that she could take no more, the precise second that the emptiness inside her that called for him overwhelmed her, and in that instant of time, he crawled back up her body, nipping and licking as he went until he was once more face to face with her.
Holding her gaze, he reached down and guided one leg around his waist, and then positioned himself to take her. “Are you ready?” he panted, smiling as she nodded desperately.
“Oh, hai, I am, please, Sugimi, take this ache away,” she begged...
And with one single, smooth thrust, he did.
Both gasped at the feel, and both gasped due to both pleasure and pain. Sugimi, of course, felt the pleasure of her immense tightness grasping him, for himself. But he could also feel her pain, and he winced at that, leaning down to kiss her, he apologized repeatedly.
But Kagome, while feeling the pain of her breached maidenhood, also felt Sugimi's pleasure, and she was shocked at feeling how it felt for him to be gripped so strongly by her inner muscles. It was liquid pleasure radiating out from that one point to grasp his entire body, and she could suddenly understand how a man could literally be mindless with pleasure – and she also understood how the whole 'rape' thing could come about.
She could feel how it made him feel, and she knew if she were to tell him no now, he wouldn't be able to stop without immense pain. As far as she was now concerned, any woman who did that to a man deserved to be ignored.
No, she didn't advocate a male beating a woman and then forcing themselves on her, but a woman who was this involved with a man, and then at the last damn minute cried no, should be forced to feel what it did to the man.
At any rate, while he was overloading on pleasure, his and hers, she also was, and as he began to set a steady rhythm, she moaned, opening her eyes to stare into his blue-gold gaze, completing the pleasure circuit. Back and forth through them the pleasure flowed, as hours passed unnoticed by the two in the cave.
Kagome was awed, and it showed. Climax after climax, Sugimi paced her, not missing a beat. She wasn't sure, though, if it was a demon thing, or not. Human men, she knew, were pretty much confined to one orgasm, after which they needed a rest period before they could go again. That certainly wasn't happening with her new mate, and she wasn't complaining.
He chuckled at the thoughts running through her mind. “What you described for human men is the same for demons, though we have much more stamina – this seems to be an ability only gained by mates, little one,” he panted, even as he changed their positions yet again.
This time, he chose the inu's traditional position, and Kagome chuckled, even as she grew increasingly tired. Sugimi knew it, he could feel it, and he was tired, too – they had been going for hours. That was why he had chosen this position – it was time to finish, and then dress to return to the Western Shiro. They would leave on their quest tomorrow, for now, he and his new mate needed rest, and food.
Increasing his speed for the final time, he thrust into her as fast as it was possible for her to withstand, which was quite fast, and threw his head back, the pleasure overwhelming his mind and hers to the point that he was almost unconscious. White light burst open in his mind as he exploded into Kagome at the precise moment she cried out in unbearable pleasure.
Within Kagome's barely functional mind, the feel of a male climax set off fireworks in her, and she understood even more why guys were such slutpuppies – the pleasure was immense... who could stay away from that?
All too soon, they both floated down from their releases, bodies flooded with endorphins, and though both were tired as hell, they neither one had ever felt better in their lives.
Sugimi smiled at her, and leaning down, sniffed at her neck, a pleased look crossing his face. “You smell like us... I don't think I'll ever get tired of that scent, mate.”
“I can just bet, Sugimi,” she panted, still trying to recover her breath. A weariness was kicking in, and eyeing her thoughtfully, he slowly and regretfully pulled out of her, and stood after a quick kiss to redress.
If it weren't their first time, he would have been able to stay and cuddle up to her for hours – but since it was their first time, things were different. Kagome would sleep quite a bit and be tired for the next several days as her body adjusted to the new bond, and he would probably end up carrying her a bit on their journey, not that he would mind, of course.
Nudging her as soon as he was dressed, he got her into her clothes, and then lifted her into his arms, and left the cave, forming into his orb, he flashed towards the Western Palace with his sleeping mate.
She would need to eat, and then both of them would sleep.
~oOo~
The uproar that occurred when the two errant members of the group finally reappeared in mid-afternoon was incredible.
But as exhausted as Kagome was, she was pissed to be awoken, and let them all know it in no uncertain terms, flaring her miko aura out and shocking everyone of youkai blood except her mate, who was now inured to her reiki.
Looking around at everyone gathered in the courtyard to intercept them, she yelled, “Shut up right now!” As silence fell across the courtyard, Yuuka entered it, and seeing the two looking just slightly different, and with their combined scents, she grinned widely and came forward to congratulate them.
“Sugimi, Kagome – congratulation on your mating! You look good in silver, Kagome, and you, Sugimi! Those gold-green eyes make you look even more handsome, which I didn't think was possible.” Noting Kagome's hazy eyes, she turned and pushed her way through the crowd. “Come on, Sugimi, while you take her to your rooms, I'll have a servant send you an early dinner, and gather her things from her old room and bring them to you – is that acceptable?”
He nodded gratefully to her. “Thank you – I must admit, I am tired out, as well. Some food and then sleep would be welcome.”
She nodded, and then split off to head towards Kagome's room after instructing a servant to get them their supper. Sugimi slid the door into his rooms open, then stepped inside with relief. After setting her down on the futon, he slid the door closed, and undressed, slipping into a pair of sleeping hakama, and leaving his top half bare. Once the servants brought food, he would strip naked, and do the same to her, so they could curl around each other without anything between them.
He knew she would enjoy that – mated couples didn't sleep with anything on, and she would be no different.
Smiling down at her with gentle adoration, he smoothed her hair over her shoulder, and began to strip her down while waiting for dinner. When the servant arrived, he could simply cover her up. In the meantime, he contented himself with playing with her hair, and stroking her skin with a loving hand. Anyone seeing him in that unguarded moment with his new mate would see the absolute worship in his eyes.
A knock came at the door, and he, thinking it to be a servant with dinner, moved to open it after making sure Kagome was covered.
It wasn't, however, dinner, but Kana, instead.
“If you think for one second that screwing that little bitch will keep me from coming between you two, you have another think coming,” she hissed out, rage, and challenge, clear in her voice.
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Kagome was not certain of what she was feeling.
Pleasure, was a given. But it was slightly strange, because she was getting a sense of their pleasure, and not her pleasure. She could feel everything he was doing to her, but felt it through both of their bodies – he wasn't really pleasuring her, he was pleasuring them both.
It was different, but very welcome, because she could feel and see and taste and hear everything as though from two sources, though it came through as though from one. Everything was that much clearer.
She felt things from her point of view, and from his, only combined, as though that was the way it was always supposed to have been.
And it was, she knew. This was how it was always supposed to have been from the day the kami created male and female, in two separate bodies, so that they could then recombine, and know joy.
She knew she could never go back to the half-life she had lived before, and stay sane.
Sex was now seen by both of them differently than they once had seen it; it was a physical joining for pleasure and for procreating, but it allowed them to join emotionally as well, making it a complete experience – something that never could have happened with anyone else on earth.
As he kissed her, she felt the incredible amount of love flowing from him into her, and she happily reciprocated, sending it all back a million times over. It was awesome to be able to feel the kiss he bestowed on her from both ends, and Kagome knew then that she was actually glad she'd never had sex with anyone else, because she didn't want to remember any other way to do things than the way they were doing them now.
That odd duality allowed her to see and even remember sex from his memories, and as she looked at them, she almost frowned; the experience was flat. At least, that was the best analogy she could come up with.
He raised his head from the kiss, and frowned at her. “Why do you worry about a boring experience with some half-remembered partner that was meaningless in the extreme? I am trying to pleasure us both, and your curiosity is ruining that,” he reproved her, and she giggled.
“I'm sorry! I've just never experienced it at all, and this in no way resembles that, at least from your memories of it, and I just couldn't help it.” Then she frowned. “Though it is uncomfortable and not pleasing to see you with another that way,” she said, a thread of hurt clear in her voice, and he sighed.
“In some ways, I am actually thankful that I have experienced the act with others – it shows me just how completely different it is with you, my other half. And it also gives me the experience to know how to pleasure us, and teach you to do so, as well, my love.”
She nodded, though still a bit uncomfortable with knowing he'd been entangled with countless other females in this way, still... he was right, as well. She wasn't sure she'd want to have her first time, the one that was going to hurt, with someone completely inexperienced. That would probably be worse for her...
“It will slightly pain both of us, love, as I will also feel the pain, but it will be shared, and thus lessened,” he said, and smiled down at her, his eyes alight with adoration and desire.
She flushed, and smiled tentatively back, wallowing happily in his love for her – though she was still uncertain. Not that she doubted his feelings any longer, but it was just all so new, and she feared it being taken away.
Through Sugimi's eyes, she could see the wonder he felt about the whole thing, and the newly-born fear of also losing it – she could see his growing horror as he fully realized in that instant, how Yuuka must have felt when her other half died. He couldn't even imagine the horrendous sense of loss, the feeling as though you'd literally been cut in half, and then condemned to stay alive in that complete agony of flesh and spirit.
Both he and she shed tears, then, for Yuuka, and for their own fear of experiencing the same, and Sugimi was quick to address that issue.
“If one does not make it, you or I, there will be no separation – the other will follow immediately, correct?” he asked, wanting to be sure Kagome didn't feel any differently, though he didn't see how she could. He was calmed as her feelings broke in his mind – she wouldn't stay if he was gone, and both settled down at that realization. They would never be without the other from now until eternity was over...
Which would never happen.
With that, minds turned back to physical pleasure, and deep need overtook them both - with the fear of death and separation, came the need to celebrate life in the most basic of ways possible.
Sugimi kissed her again, unable to stop, he continued to enjoy learning her taste, and the silken glide of her tongue against his. Sweet, like honey, and mild, like milk, the way she tasted became firmly imprinted into his memory, and he found himself unable to break away – just kissing her was enough to keep him happy forever.
But eventually, she got him to move on, and Sugimi almost lost it as she tilted her head up, baring her throat to him – so much more than just an acknowledgment of him as alpha, it was a tacit admission that he was her alpha, and also shouted her trust in him. Opening her throat to his fangs showed the ultimate trust, that she knew he would never hurt her, and that visual almost made him cum right then.
Panting, nipping, licking and suckling the flesh of her neck was exquisite, and to his joy, her neck was very sensitive, and she greatly enjoyed his urgent attentions. She laughed at him inside – he looked at her reproachfully.
'Why do you laugh, beloved?” he asked inwardly.
She smiled up at him brightly. 'Your surprise that I enjoy your attention to my neck. We were made for each other, you said, ne?' He nodded. “Then why so surprised?” she asked aloud. “You have a strong attraction to a woman's neck, and I was made for you, so...” she trailed off, still blushing a little from earlier, and he chuckled.
“You are correct, and I should have realized that. So, it is a safe bet, that all the things that I particularly enjoy, you will also... and that makes things so much easier, I will admit,” he said, very pleased at that realization.
He leaned down and nipped her pulse again, and she shivered all over; he grinned devilishly.
“Brace yourself, little mate – you are in for quite the ride!”
With that, there were no more words spoken aloud, only murmurings and pleadings from one or the other of them, and they soon both slipped into a sensual intoxication of the body and spirit that resembled no kind of sexual contact that Sugimi had ever experienced before.
Instead of Kagome laying there as submissive to Sugimi, they were both moving and touching, kissing and caressing, and it made the experience so much more intense. While Sugimi licked and nipped and sucked at her breasts, she was running her hands all over his back, gorgeous tight rear end, and through his hair, which she had quickly pulled out of his topknot.
She absolutely loved the feel of his cool, silky hair sliding against her skin, and just that made her moan in desperate approval, even as he slid his knuckles into the valley at the top of her thighs, rubbing softly as she tentatively encircled his rigid and painful erection with her fingers. He gasped, as did she, at the feel of it, and Kagome joined the exclusive circle of those females that knew exactly what stroking their mates erection felt like from his point of view.
It was amazing; even as her eyes widened impossibly, his did as well, feeling what she felt when he rubbed her clit. They both stared into each others eyes, and the feeling of oneness, of intimacy, was incredible, and scary, too. This was nothing that either had ever experienced before, and it evened the playing field a great deal – Sugimi was as new to this as she was.
For Kagome, it was like knowing what she would have felt like if she were a male, and she had to admit, she could begin to understand why men enjoyed sex so much – it was intense pleasure, and she could only imagine what his climax felt like. For herself, she really didn't know what a climax felt like, either... she'd always thought herself sort of frigid, not ever having had a sex drive before.
Not that that mattered anymore, because she was addicted now – but only with her mate. Every other guy could go jump off a cliff, as far as she was concerned, she was TAKEN. She could feel Sugimi's primal possessiveness rise up as well as a primitive approval of her naming herself as his.
The same applied for him – at the thought of him with anyone else, she felt jealousy invade that she'd never before experienced... not even when Inuyasha would run off to Kikyou.
Still, with his fingers now moving in and out of her, and her hand stroking him firmly, both were approaching climaxes, and Sugimi finally pulled back, regretfully moving his fingers from inside, and scooting down to where her scent was clouding his mind. Licking both fingers clean, he purred, and Kagome, shocked, realized that he really did enjoy the taste of her arousal.
She could feel how it drugged his senses, enticing him, driving him to taste her, over and over, repeatedly drawing him back to this one spot on her body, and he reveled in the tasting, even as she reveled in him doing so. Mindless with need, now, Kagome began begging, pleading with him to stop torturing her and join with her already.
He could feel the exact moment she reached the point that she could take no more, the precise second that the emptiness inside her that called for him overwhelmed her, and in that instant of time, he crawled back up her body, nipping and licking as he went until he was once more face to face with her.
Holding her gaze, he reached down and guided one leg around his waist, and then positioned himself to take her. “Are you ready?” he panted, smiling as she nodded desperately.
“Oh, hai, I am, please, Sugimi, take this ache away,” she begged...
And with one single, smooth thrust, he did.
Both gasped at the feel, and both gasped due to both pleasure and pain. Sugimi, of course, felt the pleasure of her immense tightness grasping him, for himself. But he could also feel her pain, and he winced at that, leaning down to kiss her, he apologized repeatedly.
But Kagome, while feeling the pain of her breached maidenhood, also felt Sugimi's pleasure, and she was shocked at feeling how it felt for him to be gripped so strongly by her inner muscles. It was liquid pleasure radiating out from that one point to grasp his entire body, and she could suddenly understand how a man could literally be mindless with pleasure – and she also understood how the whole 'rape' thing could come about.
She could feel how it made him feel, and she knew if she were to tell him no now, he wouldn't be able to stop without immense pain. As far as she was now concerned, any woman who did that to a man deserved to be ignored.
No, she didn't advocate a male beating a woman and then forcing themselves on her, but a woman who was this involved with a man, and then at the last damn minute cried no, should be forced to feel what it did to the man.
At any rate, while he was overloading on pleasure, his and hers, she also was, and as he began to set a steady rhythm, she moaned, opening her eyes to stare into his blue-gold gaze, completing the pleasure circuit. Back and forth through them the pleasure flowed, as hours passed unnoticed by the two in the cave.
Kagome was awed, and it showed. Climax after climax, Sugimi paced her, not missing a beat. She wasn't sure, though, if it was a demon thing, or not. Human men, she knew, were pretty much confined to one orgasm, after which they needed a rest period before they could go again. That certainly wasn't happening with her new mate, and she wasn't complaining.
He chuckled at the thoughts running through her mind. “What you described for human men is the same for demons, though we have much more stamina – this seems to be an ability only gained by mates, little one,” he panted, even as he changed their positions yet again.
This time, he chose the inu's traditional position, and Kagome chuckled, even as she grew increasingly tired. Sugimi knew it, he could feel it, and he was tired, too – they had been going for hours. That was why he had chosen this position – it was time to finish, and then dress to return to the Western Shiro. They would leave on their quest tomorrow, for now, he and his new mate needed rest, and food.
Increasing his speed for the final time, he thrust into her as fast as it was possible for her to withstand, which was quite fast, and threw his head back, the pleasure overwhelming his mind and hers to the point that he was almost unconscious. White light burst open in his mind as he exploded into Kagome at the precise moment she cried out in unbearable pleasure.
Within Kagome's barely functional mind, the feel of a male climax set off fireworks in her, and she understood even more why guys were such slutpuppies – the pleasure was immense... who could stay away from that?
All too soon, they both floated down from their releases, bodies flooded with endorphins, and though both were tired as hell, they neither one had ever felt better in their lives.
Sugimi smiled at her, and leaning down, sniffed at her neck, a pleased look crossing his face. “You smell like us... I don't think I'll ever get tired of that scent, mate.”
“I can just bet, Sugimi,” she panted, still trying to recover her breath. A weariness was kicking in, and eyeing her thoughtfully, he slowly and regretfully pulled out of her, and stood after a quick kiss to redress.
If it weren't their first time, he would have been able to stay and cuddle up to her for hours – but since it was their first time, things were different. Kagome would sleep quite a bit and be tired for the next several days as her body adjusted to the new bond, and he would probably end up carrying her a bit on their journey, not that he would mind, of course.
Nudging her as soon as he was dressed, he got her into her clothes, and then lifted her into his arms, and left the cave, forming into his orb, he flashed towards the Western Palace with his sleeping mate.
She would need to eat, and then both of them would sleep.
~oOo~
The uproar that occurred when the two errant members of the group finally reappeared in mid-afternoon was incredible.
But as exhausted as Kagome was, she was pissed to be awoken, and let them all know it in no uncertain terms, flaring her miko aura out and shocking everyone of youkai blood except her mate, who was now inured to her reiki.
Looking around at everyone gathered in the courtyard to intercept them, she yelled, “Shut up right now!” As silence fell across the courtyard, Yuuka entered it, and seeing the two looking just slightly different, and with their combined scents, she grinned widely and came forward to congratulate them.
“Sugimi, Kagome – congratulation on your mating! You look good in silver, Kagome, and you, Sugimi! Those gold-green eyes make you look even more handsome, which I didn't think was possible.” Noting Kagome's hazy eyes, she turned and pushed her way through the crowd. “Come on, Sugimi, while you take her to your rooms, I'll have a servant send you an early dinner, and gather her things from her old room and bring them to you – is that acceptable?”
He nodded gratefully to her. “Thank you – I must admit, I am tired out, as well. Some food and then sleep would be welcome.”
She nodded, and then split off to head towards Kagome's room after instructing a servant to get them their supper. Sugimi slid the door into his rooms open, then stepped inside with relief. After setting her down on the futon, he slid the door closed, and undressed, slipping into a pair of sleeping hakama, and leaving his top half bare. Once the servants brought food, he would strip naked, and do the same to her, so they could curl around each other without anything between them.
He knew she would enjoy that – mated couples didn't sleep with anything on, and she would be no different.
Smiling down at her with gentle adoration, he smoothed her hair over her shoulder, and began to strip her down while waiting for dinner. When the servant arrived, he could simply cover her up. In the meantime, he contented himself with playing with her hair, and stroking her skin with a loving hand. Anyone seeing him in that unguarded moment with his new mate would see the absolute worship in his eyes.
A knock came at the door, and he, thinking it to be a servant with dinner, moved to open it after making sure Kagome was covered.
It wasn't, however, dinner, but Kana, instead.
“If you think for one second that screwing that little bitch will keep me from coming between you two, you have another think coming,” she hissed out, rage, and challenge, clear in her voice.
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