InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tomaru's Story ❯ Chapter 12

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

Chapter 12- Lemon warning! There is no clean version! You have been warned! (I don't know if this is considered consensual sex, but I think it is. If anyone has a problem, email me privately about it- don't complain about it in a review. That just irks me. Thanks!)
 
Kagome's chest hurt. That much she could ascertain. She coughed, spitting out a trickle of water onto whatever she was lying on. Her eyes opened slightly, flickering.
 
Am I dead? was her first thought. There was steam or mist floating around her, making it difficult to see. Not that her eyes were working any way.
 
She could sense a vaguely familiar youki nearby- very close by. Her eyes opened briefly again and she saw that memorable mane of silver hair and intense amber eyes. Inuyasha…
 
He was leaning over her, obviously concerned about something. Tears filled her eyes again, blurring her already out-of-focus vision. He's come back for me… he really does love me… I knew he wouldn't let me die…
 
Kagome lifted her arms and slid them around his smooth shoulders. There was lean strength there, the ability to carry her for miles as if she weighed nothing at all. He was beyond powerful, despite his slender, lithe form.
 
She buried her hands in that wonderful, damp, silver mane of hair and pulled him closer. He resisted slightly, but then seemed to relax, allowing himself to lean down into her embrace. His hair fell forward and dripped on the tiles around her
 
Slightly lifting her swimming head, she pressed her lips to his, explaining in that single expression of affection how much she loved him.
 
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Sesshoumaru kept a tight rein on his youkai, who was all for taking the young miko and teaching her how to submit to the Inu no Taishou. The softness of her lips against his, a sensation he had never before felt, was an aphrodisiac stronger than any drug. His body tightened in an alien awareness.
 
She took the kiss deeper, allowing him to dip his tongue inside her mouth. The heady taste of her, of warmth and feminine allure, stretched his endurance to the limit. He had to break this off before it went any further.
 
Before he could stop her, she slid her small hands down his chest, obviously enthralled with the contours of his lean chest and down further to his slightly concave stomach muscles.
 
He sucked in a startled breath as her hands went lower to caress his hips and around to the front, where they gently encircled his ever-growing erection. The feeling of her hands on his most sensitive parts made him actually tremble.
 
Kagome cupped him where he was so soft, while her other hand gently squeezed him where he was like iron- iron wrapped in velvet. He seemed to grow harder with her administrations, which served to arouse her even more.
 
“Onegai,” she whispered into his mouth, barely releasing his lips before pressing hers against his again in a deep kiss. She slid her legs across the smooth tiles, opening them slightly. She was afraid she'd never have the chance again to show him how much she loved him, how much she accepted him as he was. Inuyasha…
 
Sesshoumaru's sensitive nose caught the scent of her obvious arousal. His eyes widened although hers didn't open at all. She wants me… she desires me…
 
His youkai gave a grunt. And you desire her… so take her! Claim her!
 
He growled, low and soft as he moved between her long, creamy legs. He supported himself with his only arm as he nudged her warm, wet center with his engorged member.
 
Kagome moaned, a primitive sound that nearly caused him to burst right there. She used her hands to move him to her opening, slick and ready for him. Her scent filled his senses, filling his soul.
 
He entered her, slowly, trying to get used to the strange sensation of being inside someone else. She lifted her hips as she grabbed his and pulled him deeper, faster, so that he sunk into her to the hilt.
 
The give of her barrier was just a slight tug, then nothing. She cried out, not in pain but in need, digging her nails into his sides.
 
The sting of her nails on his skin served to enflame him further. He drove into her, sliding in and out at an ever-quickening pace. His silver hair hung around them like a pale curtain, hiding the two of them away from the rest of the world.
 
Kagome opened her eyes slightly, the steam in the room still making things foggy. Her eyes were still out of focus from the lack of oxygen to her brain from the pool, but she could see those beloved amber eyes, now the color of molten gold, burning through the mist. Silver hair cascaded around them, tickling her breasts and shoulders.
 
Closing her eyes again, the pressure building inside her was growing almost unbearable. Something had to give, something had to release.
 
Sesshoumaru thrust inside her again, growling as Kagome convulsed around him, her inexplicably tight sheath contracting around him. She cried out, a wordless scream, as she climaxed. Her shuddering caused him to hit the peak as well, shooting his warm release deep inside her. His youkai howled in triumph.
 
Her body slowly came down, jerking with aftershocks of pleasure, milking him for every last drop he was worth.
 
He managed to keep himself held off of her with his only arm, although he wanted nothing more than to collapse in exhaustion on top of her.
 
Kagome fixed that problem. She pulled him down to her with gentle pressure on his back and hugged him close to her heart. She sighed as she ran her fingers through his still-damp hair.
 
“Inuyasha…” she whispered, snapping him out of his blissful trance. He froze, fury filling his chest. After he had taken her as his mate, albeit not formally, she dared to mention his wretched half-brother's name?
 
Sesshoumaru growled as he pulled out of her embrace, but his ire went unnoticed as Kagome had quickly fallen asleep, exhausted.
 
Still radiating absolute fury, he quickly washed himself off in the hot spring. He dried himself off with a drying cloth and then swiftly dressed.
 
He gazed down at the nude, sleeping miko with mixed emotions- emotions he had never felt before. He tossed his drying cloth on top of her, partially covering her nudity, as he turned around and left the room.
 
Inuyasha… so this is how you get your revenge…