InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Transforming desire ❯ Chapter 1

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Declairing: Rumiko Takahashi is a goddess.

 

Transforming desire

 

She's running. Finally. It took a good while to make her scared enough to run. I won't kill this one, she's not supposed to be killed, but I still want her scared and running. I reek of blood, reek of the ones who foolishly tried to kill her. My claws ran through them all, shredded them, but she didn't run until that magic of hers was proven useless. So what if I'm locked to the ground a while, she's a human and I can easily catch her anyway. And I will. Oh, I will. After the pleasure of the chase I will catch her and...

 

There she is. She smells of sweat, fear and concern. I'll reduce those to sweat and fear alone. She hasn't got a prayer and she knows it. I know she knows it.

 

I land in front of her and she gasps. I like that sound. I'll make her whine too. And scream. She's trembling. She says something, I don't care what. Her voice confirms she's the one. I have every right to do this, more so, I want to. And no one can stop me from taking what I want, not even her.

 

One quick move and she's nailed to a tree. My body covers hers completely. Her wrists' in my grip, she cannot move. I snarl when she still tries to fight, using her knee to try to harm me. I don't like that, but I approve of her fighting spirit. She is the one. I lean in and bite her over her throat. All I need to do is to put preassure on and she'll die. She knows it. She stiffens and becomes motionless. That's right, submit to me. Let your blood race wildly through your body, but submit to me.

 

I'm going on instincts now. I cannot remember having done this before, but I know I must remove her garments. If for nothing else so that I can feel her body against mine. Perhaps she can do it for me? I'd like that...

 

“Clothes off, now.”

 

Her fear spikes and she hesitates. I growl and flex my claws, pinching her wrists. She immediately submits. That's my bitch. I step back to watch while she tears her blouse off, bending down to remove shoes and socks, hiding her breasts from me. It's ok, I can wait. I think I can wait. She unzips the skirt, it falls to her feet. Still leaning forward she seeks my approval. She thinks that's enough?! I growl.

 

“All of it!”

 

She pales. She's getting it now. Her frightened voice hits my ears, confirming yet again she's the one. I don't mind her talking as long as she removes her clothes while doing it, but she's not. I step forward and nail her to the tree again, enjoying her chocked gaze. Just look at those flustered cheeks! I've killed for her, I've chased her and I've caught her and I will take her and have her, damnit!

 

One quick movement by my claws and that breastblocker's gone. I grip her wrists again so I can see, she wants to hide from me. Creamy white and pink softness, all for me to enjoy. She gasps again, seeing my gaze upon her. What, didn't she think I'd appreciate her?

Still holding her I tilt my head. Those pink areas, how do they taste? I lick. Salt. Sweet. Some kind of taste I'll forever think of as her. She gasps again and those pink areas turns to buds. They are a perfect fit for my lips. I wonder if....I bite. Oh, now I got my scream! A short, choken one, but still a scream.

 

I look up. Those raw emotions in her eyes, fear...and unwilling lust. Desire. I knew she'd look like this for me. She's the one. She's mine! I let my tounge heat up the other bud as well before pinching it with my teeth. Another gasp, another scream. I think she's screaming my name. I have to rub myself hard against her belly, I ache too much. It's not until I feel her arms around my neck I notice I've let her loose. She submits. She invites me. No kill in the world can top this.

 

My hands slides down her sides, finds that last piece of garment and claws it loose. It falls to her feet. Her breath's hot on my skin when she whines. Only she can make me feel like this, and this time we'll play it through. I growl, eager to feel her skin, but my own clothes prevents it. But what if she runs while I undress? I want her here, where we are now! Can I tell her?

 

“Stay. Don't run.”

 

She looks at me tentative when I withdraw a few steps, then makes a sudden move as if to leap. My hand shoots out faster than ever, stopping her. I must make her stay! I'm done chasing! I need her!

 

“Stay. Please.”

 

Oh, her eyes! They turn all soft and understanding, how can they be like that now? I don't understand but it seems she'll stay, so I let go. Off haori, off hakama! I keep my eyes on her and she keeps hers at me. She seems to like what she sees, just like I enjoy her. That feeling cannot be described and no one but the two of us will ever know it. But when I want to cover her with me again her tiny hands presses against my chest. NO bitch, why? I'm done chasing! I guess I must seem mad but I'm not. I'm frustrated!

 

I snarl at her. She speaks, and it seems like I must try to understand this time. I grab her arms and concentrate, staring at her mouth.

 

“Inuyasha, do you know? Do you know who I am? Can you please tell me who I am?”

 

I don't understand why she needs to ask. There are others and there's her. She's a whole different story from everyone else and she should know that. I answer her anyway, hoping I'll be allowed to touch her then. I will do it anyway, but I want to be welcome.

 

“You're Ka-go-me. Kagome, Kagome, Kagome!”

 

A miracle. I'm not touching her. She's touching me, she's pressing me towards her body in a fierce embrace, her hands caressing my back. Her tiny being makes me feel so big, but she ain't scared. I don't want her to fear me anymore, so it's good. Then...she does something. Her mouth trails soft wet marks along my neck and one of her hands slid across my hip, over to the front and grips me.

 

She holds me. She holds me! And her breath is as uneven as mine. She tugs. And again. She works on me with her small hand and I'm lost in emotions. Her hot breath on my skin. Her hand, oh, her hand!!! Wait, where's her other hand? I glance down between us. Her other hand's embedded between her legs, stroking those slick folds. One finger is buried inside her and for every tug, that finger moves in and out of her. Kagome is touching me and herself the same time! My brain tries to comprehend that, not manageing very well. All I know is I must come closer to her. Now.

 

“Ka-Kagome, I -I need...”

 

“Don't ask. Just take me!”

 

By all hells, what a bitch! And she's mine minemine MINE! Losing it again, I press her against the tree, trying to get inside her by crushing her to me. I really haven't done this before, but being close to her seems like a good start. She hisses and her leg wraps around me. I get the idea and lift her other leg too. Holding her by her thighs I press her back towards the tree. She reaches down and grabs me again, leading the way to her heated core and rubs the head against her slippery opening. I gasp. The nicer side of me still wants permission, but since she said `just take me', that's what I'll do.

 

One quick movement up and I'm enfolded by her heat. Fuck! Fuckfuckfuck, I didn't know it'd feel like THIS! And her scream of joy does nothing to cool me off. Lowering her a bit gives me full access to her, and she's wide open to me. I need to rut her hard, so I do. I'm so deep inseide her, she's so close to me, I'm fucking her, fucking her, I slam into her with all my force as fast as I can, roaring. She screams my name until she cannot verbalize anymore and that's when I feel the burning ache of desire turn to release. With three more thrusts I fill her to the brim, grunting out my pleasure. Her inner walls throbs around me, assuring she had a good time too.

 

My knees are weak. Everything spins and when I come to again we're on the ground, leaning towards the tree. Kagome's in my arms and she's smiling. Life cannot ever be better than this. But just as I think that, she proves me wrong. She whispers.

 

“I love you, Inuyasha.”

 

This girl's incredible. I chased her as a yokai. I scared her. I could've harmed her. But she saw a glimpse of me when I begged her to stay and she lured me out of the yokai, allowing me to take her, making sure my insecurity wouldn't stop us again. She gave herself to me, a gift no one else has ever offered, and now she gives me her love as well as her body. I cannot help myself sounding a little choked when I say:

 

“Keh, and I love you, wench!”

 

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Ok, I think I've removed the most annoying typos now at least. Please tell me if I missed something, I really don't trust auto-correction. As for it being unclear that Inuyasha is a yokai first and then transforming back... it's supposed to be unclear. This is a fiction supposed to be red twice, the second time with that knowledge in mind. So go on, on to round two! : )