InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Too Good to be True ❯ Dreaming of Attention ( Chapter 2 )

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Dreaming of Attention

He was really comfortable. Warm, and feeling oddly snuggly. Wait where did that come from? He was snuggly? Uh oh, something was not right here. He woke up from his light slumber with a start only to shove whoever was snoozing on his shoulder almost off the bed. He grabbed her just before she rolled off; noticing that he never woke her throughout the whole ordeal. He shook his head at the notion thinking how easy it would be to attack her in her sleep. He wouldn't of course, she was his best friend. He would have to talk to her about that, she needed to be more careful.

He settled her back into a more comfortable position for the both of them. She was encircled in his arms. She felt so small and so comfortable there; he wondered why he didn't notice it when they had slept like this in college. Thinking about it, not loving her in college had been the absolute biggest mistake he could comprehend in his life. 23 years he had spent looking for the missing piece in his life, and there she had been, in his life befriending him for years and he was too stupid to notice. He would have kicked himself if he hadn't thought ahead and realized it would probably wake her up.

The last three years he had spent without her had been hard. He had thought that he was in love with Kikyo. All that time wasted on a woman who slept with more men then he could possibly know, and not caring if he knew or not. He sighed a deep sigh, but it was more of content then self pity. He figured that if he was smart about his actions now, he could find something worthwhile and hopefully not screw it up.

He looked down at the soft bundle in his arms. He thought back to the day they had first slept in the same bed together. He had known then that she was special to him. It was a friendship at first site, and probably love at first sight too, he had just been too blinded by his own idiot ideals to notice. He remembered the stupid movie they had invited the girls over to watch that night. It had been some corny scary movie, The Ring, or something like that. They had all been sitting on his bed; it was the best place to see the TV from. The four of them sat there watching the movie until the horse almost killed the main character. Kagome had jumped into his lap and hidden her head in the crook of his neck. He had wrapped his arms around her thinking how soft and little she was. When the movie was over, she had blatantly refused to leave him and the relative safety of his strong arms and stayed in his bed all night long. It was the first time he remembered sleeping through the whole night comfortably. It was then he knew they were destined for something, he just didn't know what. It would take them a few years and two screwed up romantic relationships later to realize that they were supposed to be together, well at least he had realized it in his silent musings while she slept soundly.

~*~ meanwhile in Kagome's dream~*~

He was there. InuYasha was actually there. She had been going to a ball. It was just like she was Cinderella and her prince charming had walked through the door. She knew he saw her. It was hard to miss the beautiful sight that was Kagome that night. Her beautiful silver dress covered her body like a glove covers a hand. Her hair was swept up into an elegant bun with some loose tendrils hanging down the sides of her face. She was a minimalist when it came to makeup, but what she did wear only accentuated her perfect features.

His eyes never left hers as he crossed the floor to where she stood sipping Champaign that her oh so wonderful date had gotten her. It was more like her date was trying to get her drunk and have his way with her than have a good time. Shaking her head to come out of her reverie, she noticed the tall silver haired man-demon was to her looming above her small frame. She took a deep soothing breath and took in the view that was InuYasha. His black tux fit him snugly. His muscles were barely contained in his tux, leaving him exuding an aura of power and self assurance. He smirked as he noticed her taking him in. He held out his hand and waited for her to take it before leading her to the dance floor. A slow waltz came on from the quartet in the corner. He started leading her around the dance floor, other couples stopping to watch the spectacle. They flowed together like a river. Every move was fluid, every step measured, there was no question they were the Yin and the Yang. Every eye in the place looked on with envy at the beautiful pair dancing in the darkened dance hall. They were in a word: spectacular.

As the dance slowed to an end, he leaned down and gently kissed her on the corner of her mouth, a simple, chaste kiss that left her wanting more from him than just a quick feel of his lips pressing against her cheek. He took her by the hand and led her out the door and into the garden. The moon was high in the sky and it bathed the garden's roses with an ethereal glow. The sight itself was breathtaking without the addition of the extraordinary couple. He led her to an area not readily visible from the Ball. With his back to the room, shielding her from prying eyes, he leaned down and kissed the lips that had been begging for his attention all night long. His first thought was `sweet, so, so sweet'. Her thoughts drifted to how wonderful he smelled. The feel of his lips on her added to her growing want of seeing more of him than his tux allowed.

He smirked into the kiss, smelling the desire pouring out of her every pore. He would have her this night, his demon side would not take no for an answer. He trailed his claws up her arms drawing goose bumps from the shivering girl. Her scent spiked at his forward engagement. Slipping back to her mouth from her jaw line she elicited a moan from her. His sudden movement caused another shudder from his more than willing partner. Again, he smirked into the kiss. It was time for him to take her.

He gathered her into his arms in a very "Gone with the Wind" style, and jumped to the ledge above him, to his lair. It would be here that she would submit to him, and he would take her as mate. There was no question in the air as he stepped back and looked at her stormy eyes in the shaded moonlight. The desire and lust hidden in them mirrored his own. His eyes never left hers as he first shucked his jacket, tie and dress shirt, then moved to slide her straps off of her shoulders effectively slipping the dress from her thin frame. He had bared her down to nothing as he then slid off the panties hiding her sex from him. His manhood hardened more then he had thought possible making the fitted pants he was wearing tight, scratchy and uncomfortable. His mind had just registered the idea of taking them off when he felt her tentative hands at his belt, unbuckling it, and then unknowingly caressing his hardness at the shy act. He growled, his bitch wanted him naked, and she would have him that way.

His clothes were a thing of the past, and they were both bared to each other, physically and emotions flaring in their eyes. He moved in on her again grabbing her and pushing her to the bed. He picked her up and with great care laid her down, making sure to not scare her or make her uncomfortable. He eased his frame in the bed next to her and she shifted to face him. She took one hand and traced the outlines of his muscles lightly feathering her touches along his chest and down his abdomen. Again his desire flared to life and the evidence of his excitement sprang out towards her. She hesitated, and then touched his shaft, again fleetingly touching his steel. He growled and pushed her hand away before she took it too far. It felt too good, and he had waited for far too long for it to end too quickly without her finding her release first. She instinctively reached up with her forehead to nuzzle under his chin; making it known she understood his actions. He smiled and again took control of their current situation.

He rolled over to cover the upper half of her body with his own. It was like steel and silk meeting in the middle. The sharp contrast of their bodies, steel and silk, only was igniting further passion between them. He kissed her mouth, across her face to her jaw line and down her neck to the junction where her shoulder and neck met. This is where his mark would go; this is the spot that would proclaim to the world that she was his and his alone. He kissed it and nipped it eliciting a gasp and a moan from his eager mate.

He moved down her body to the perfectly round twins adorning her chest. He suckled and nipped and licked along both breasts and special attention was paid to her nipples. They pebbled under his ministrations and the trademark smirk graced his face. `Soon baby, soon' he mentally promised her. He continued down her body, stopping for a foray into her navel and the surrounding flesh. The muscles in her stomach scrunched up contracting in response to his teasing nip to the skin surrounding her belly button.

Continuing lower he came in contact with the neatly trimmed hair around her sex. He inhaled her scent deeply, his scent almost perceptible in hers. He kissed lower and lower until he came in contact with her cleft making her squeal with the first lick from her core to the nub of nerves hidden in the folds. He growled at her response to his ministrations sending a vibration throughout her core and making her squeak again. Delving his tongue into her core, he found her essence sweet like honey fresh from the comb. He lost himself in her scent and taste until he recognized the clenching and unclenching of her muscles. One more, well placed lick and she shot through the clouds on her first orgasm. He lapped at her juices relishing the fact that he could taste some of his first markings on her. He couldn't wait to see what their scents mingling would be like. It was almost time to see.

He made his way back up her body placing kisses and enjoying the shivers that came from each kiss he gave. He made it to her mouth, inviting himself to settle in between her legs. His head touched core and both moaned. Her eyes opened when she felt him. Her small hand reached down to feel the soft steel. His eyes closed in ecstasy as she guided him to where he most wanted to be.

He opened his eyes up and stared into her stormy depths with his molten eyes. He felt himself start to slide into her tight passage. He was the first and the last to ever be here. The slick folds caressed his length and made him slip a notch in his control. He growled at feeling his head meet her maidenhood. He was going to hurt his bitch again, and it was not acceptable. But it had to happen. She nodded imperceptibly and he surged forward filling her to the hilt with his length. She froze from pain, and the surprise at his size. She knew it would hurt and she knew he was big, but that was a big difference from here to there. He also froze. Berating himself for hurting her, whispering loving words and placing kisses at the place where he would make his mark. She relaxed slowly at first but when she realized the ecstasy of loosening enough around him to allow him to move; she relaxed and thrust her hips up letting him start his dance.

He started faster and faster, harder and deeper, growling and almost barking in his ancient tongue. His demon half was taking over and demanding that he take her properly. He brought them both to stand on their knees. He kissed her mouth roughly as he momentarily broke the delicious friction to flip her around and slam his hardness back into her welcoming passage. His eyes bled slightly red as he neared his release. Again he lavished attention on the place where his mark would go shortly. Her muscles were clenching around him again and he knew she was nearing the moment when her scent would forever become entangled with his. He moved harder and deeper again bringing forth her orgasm and in the same instance sinking his teeth into her shoulder marking her as his bitch. A few short strokes later found his seed bursting forth into her passage.

He pulled her back flush against his chest and laid them down on their sides. He was protecting her all the while nursing the wound he had inflicted on her shoulder. Again, he had hurt his bitch and he was not even remotely happy about it. He near purred as he felt her snuggle in deeper and relax into a sleep state while staying attached to him. Nature demanding they stay connected until his seed took hold. Their pup would be strong, and he knew it, beautiful and kind, a reminder of their perfect relationship.

~*~ in the bedroom with InuYasha~*~

He smelled her arousal throughout the entire dream. It got stronger and stronger until he could barely contain a growl that bubbled up. She was enticing him in her sleep without even knowing it. How could it be? What was she dreaming about? Then he heard it: "oh InuYasha".

`HOLY. SHIT.' `She is dreaming about me. What am I doing in her dream to make smell so aroused and say my name like that?' He smiled as the smell of her arousal abated and returned to the normal Kagome scent. He settled back down to ponder just what she had been dreaming about while he watched her sleep. There was no chance he was going back to sleep now, so he might as well use the time to protect her, his future mate, from some unseen and non-existent predator trying to take her away from him. He would have to ask just what she was dreaming about when she woke up in the early morning.

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