InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected Breaks ❯ 2. Feudal Moonlight. ( Chapter 2 )

Unexpected Breaks [NC-17]

 

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha and give thanks to its creator; it's such a wonderful series.

 

This chapter contains a lemon. You have been warned.

 

2. Feudal Moonlight.

 

InuYasha remained in front of the window. He looked at Kagome with incredible longing and sadness. In fact, a trail of a tear could be seen on his cheek. His hands were white knuckled in fists. It seemed as though they had been in that state for a long time.

 

InuYasha glanced at the crumpled tissue that had fallen to the floor. He very much wanted to pick it up. But its absence would be noticed. He knew about Kagome's attention to detail. For that reason he had abstained from stealing the contents of her bin since he discovered her nightly activities.

 

He had discovered this nine nights ago. Kagome had been returning to sleep in her time every night for half a month when he decided to explore the reason behind this.

 

Her excuse was that she was needed at home and it could not be helped. Nobody questioned her reason. They feared that maybe someone was ill and they didn't want to burden her with their demands. Regardless, the group welcomed the stay at one place for a while.

 

For InuYasha, on the other hand, patience has never been one of his virtues. Two weeks into this new routine he decided to follow her back home. When he did this he noticed that there was nothing unusual going on. Everyone seemed fine at her house. Kagome simply did her homework and then went to bed.

 

It was on that first night that he had followed her that he sneaked into her room when she fell asleep. He looked for clues about the compelling reason for her nightly return.

 

He heard her stir the moment he was near that corner close to the window. He tucked himself further into that corner, trapped. Although he was in the open, he realized that the corner's darkness kept him hidden. He remained there quiet, still and standing.

 

InuYasha saw her frustration and how her cheeks were flush red. Something was definitely bothering her for she had awoken and was upset. Curious and observant, he noticed how she reached inside her bed. Next, he saw her pajama pants emerge from the side of the futon and fall to the floor. He could not believe that she was half naked underneath.

 

That shock soon paled in comparison to when he saw her masturbate right in front of him. His heart raced and his face felt hot when he watched her face contort and flush as she pleasured herself underneath the futon. He tried to look away; after all he was invading her privacy. But that was futile. The only way to respect her privacy was to leave. But to do so meant that he would have to reveal his presence. He had no choice but to watch her. The sweet intoxicating smell of sex combined with her soft sounds and movements were exquisite torture.

 

After twenty minutes, which in time he noticed to be how long she usually took, she'd stop to clean herself, put on her pajama pants and then cry. By the time she fell back to sleep InuYasha left her room in a daze. He had to pull himself together. He had witnessed a very private and erotic side of Kagome. What confused him was why she cried so disconsolately at the end. The following day he did his best to act like his normal, touchy and grouchy self so that no one would suspect anything.

 

Curious, he returned the following night to confirm if she did it again. She did. Next, he continued returning because he could not get her out of his mind. He was hooked. He had to see her face when she touched herself that way. It was the inevitable cry that always broke his heart and he would promise that he wouldn't return. But that was to no avail. He could not keep away.

 

It was this night, when she uncovered herself completely from the futon, that he saw her in all her glory for the first time. He saw every detail of what she did to herself. He saw where her hands went and what her fingers did. That was the first night in the nine that he almost lost it. Kagome never realized how close her wish of him taking her that night was to come true.

 

On all the previous nights Kagome never gave a clue that revealed who haunted her lustful nightly activities. InuYasha had hoped that it was him but there was no evidence to be had. This night, however, he confirmed that she had been thinking about him all along. The fact that she was watching that silhouette and when she said “InuYasha….I love you” revealed this truth.

 

This discovery elated and depressed him all at once. Sure, Kagome had been thinking about him but she was trapped in a never ending lustful cycle. She was going through the torture alone and could not break it. He knew why, he had put her there. It was clear that this was all because he had decided to stay with Kikyo instead of her so many years ago.

 

Suddenly, InuYasha felt hollow. That was soon replaced by frustration, followed by anger. A moment or two went by when his emotions were cloaked by impotence. Unbeknownst to him a tear drop fell down his cheek.

 

That was when InuYasha walked to the window and observed her with incredible longing and sadness. He left the tissue alone, opened her window and let himself out. He went through the well and then walked straight to the nearby lake. He stood there in the calm area and allowed the breeze to soothe his raw emotions. He looked up to the moon and was soon transported back to what happened earlier in Kagome's room. It didn't take much for the coals of his desire to ignite for her once again.

 

In the past, InuYasha had gone to the lake on rare occasions to pleasure himself. But for the past nine days his visits were nightly. He would go there to take care of unsatisfied desires instigated by what he had spied in Kagome's room. This night, however, was going to be different. He had something else in mind.

 

He undressed and went into the water with his Tetsusaiga. The stillness of the pond's waters was only disturbed by him. Ripples of parting water formed in his trajectory. Usually he would remain near the edge. But this time he waded up to the middle of the large pond where some large boulders rested next to each other.

 

The water never reached over his shoulders. As he approached the boulders the lake's floor began to rise consequently making the water level reach his calves. He went in between the boulders and placed the Tetsusaiga on a crevice next to him. He never parted from his sword no matter what.

 

As he leaned against that boulder he looked up to the sky and observed the moon. The moonlight reflected softly on his flawless, dripping wet body. Although the water didn't reach his face and head, the lower end of his hair was wet.

 

InuYasha closed his eyes when he rested his head against the boulder. He occupied his mind easily with the image of Kagome nude on her bed as the moonlight caressed her completely.

 

He breathed in the fresh nightly air and let it fill his lungs, stomach and even imagined it fill his mind if it were possible. He exhaled and opened his eyes. He saw the reflection of the moon on the lake's still waters. He closed his eyes once again and remembered how she saw that silhouette similar to his against the wall and how she began to touch herself.

 

His right hand automatically approached his hard penis to hold it steady. As his penis was wrapped securely within his hand, he moved it slowly towards the head. Typically, he would do the to and fro movements until he came. But this time he wanted to mimic Kagome's movements as best he could. He wanted to feel what she felt.

 

Once his hand reached the penis's head he replaced his right hand with his left one. Then he used the middle finger of his right hand to touch the eye of his penis. He found the sticky substance of pre-cum.

 

Instead of up and down strokes as he remembered Kagome did earlier, he made circular ones around his penis's head. He felt streams of electricity shoot from there to the rest of his groin area, through his legs and even his arms. He breathed in deeply as he imagined that she had been feeling this sensation. To imitate how she returned to her labia to collect more moisture he proceeded to return to the eye of his penis to collect more of the pre-cum. Little did he know that for a man, that area is extremely sensitive versus a woman's. For her it required a longer time to become as sensitive.

 

He noticed how he would soon reach climax if he continued. This surprised him since he knew that he could last a long time before reaching this point. He stopped his ministrations. Instead, he proceeded to smear the pre-cum with his right hand along the length of his member to lubricate himself.

 

As he did this he moved his left hand feeling the down of his pubic hair. Again he was imitating her movements searching to feel what she felt. Then he scraped his claws along his tight and muscular abs, up to his pecks and up to his left nipple. He proceeded to play with his nipple and felt the streams of energy flow from there to his body. He imagined Kagome as her face contorted in pleasure when she ministered her left breast. He hoped that what he had just felt was what she had experienced.

 

All along he continued lubricating his rod and continued the back and forth movements. He replayed in his mind how she arched her back and widened her legs while she held her left breast and she stroked herself with her middle finger.

 

He remembered when she licked her lips and he ventured to do the same. He knew that she was watching the silhouette when she did this. Contrary to her intention of show to that imaginary audience, he decided to imagine that it was her tongue stroking his lips.

 

He stopped and opened his eyes. Realization had hit him. She had been imagining that it was he who had been touching her all that time. He was already overwhelmed about his discovery that he was the subject of her fantasies. But now he felt a deeper connection with Kagome. They were alike since he does the same thing. He thinks of her touching him when he masturbates.

 

Suddenly, a repeat of everything she did to herself replayed in his mind. He reminisced for a second time her movements, the expression on her face and how she delighted in pleasure. It was all because she thought that it was he who did all that to her. In her mind he was in bed with her.

 

All this overloaded his senses and gave him a new high that he did not think possible. Her sighs, her breaths although silent they were “because” of him. How she'd squirm, how she arched herself, how she'd open her legs was “because” of him.

 

His movements against himself became harder. He felt his face flush and with each inhalation he felt a rush of sensations spread all over him. This time his pelvis was pounding against his hand.

 

He needed more and he removed his hand from his left nipple and double fisted his penis. He lowered his head and slouched slightly as he imagined himself pounding her at that moment when she was at the edge. That was the very moment when he had mustered all his strength to rein himself in. But not this time; this time he would let himself go. This time he obeyed every part of his body that clamored to take Kagome with complete abandon.

 

A strangled groan came out of him when he reached his climax. Streams of liquid sprayed in the distance and could be heard as they fell into the pond. It was his semen that projected away from him when he ejaculated.

 

His breathing was harsh; his body trembled as he tried to overcome the onslaught of convulsive movements from his orgasm. Slowly, he opened his eyes and found his hand covered in his cum holding a softer penis.

 

He walked towards deeper waters and dipped himself completely. Images of her played in his mind while he remained underwater. He held his breath as long as he could until he came out of the water in a loud splash. The quiet sounds of that moonlit night soon surrounded him.

 

He walked back to the boulders, picked up his Tetsusaiga and returned to shore. He walked to where his garments were and laid himself on the grass to dry as he watched the moon.

 

Only the moon and he had witnessed Kagome unreservedly exposed that very night. He closed his eyes to recall every detail once again. He allowed a tender smile to creep to his lips when he thought about how she had “performed” for him that night. Little did she know that he did witness everything.

 

But then, of course, that still did nothing to solve the problem that he had chosen Kikyo over her. He still could not go to Kagome and give into their carnal desires and their mutual love. He had long since acknowledged that he loved Kagome. Still he had to stick with his decision. It was his duty. It was how it should be.

 

Fed up with his internal struggle he stood up and he put on his clothes despite the fact that he wasn't completely dry. He did not care. He went to the tree where everything started to get some sleep.

 

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A.N. If you have read my other work then you might have correctly surmised by now that this story is my other way to_deal with_the episode “Return to the Place Where We First Met.” That was when InuYasha picked Kikyo over Kagome.

 

I had missed that_episode when it aired so I_read a summary about it. From the summary I misunderstood_that InuYasha had made his choice for Kikyo willingly. Later on, reviewers made me realize that he had made his choice out of duty. My first story “The Prize,” was my Sesshomaru/Kagome way to deal with my mistaken premise. This story is my InuYasha/Kagome way to deal with it.

 

It has taken me this long to write it because of lack of time. But I hope that you enjoy it at the pace that_I am able to produce it. I will clarify that this story will deviate from the InuYasha-manga or from Japan-history. Blame it to my lack of time to do research._Nonetheless, I_think that it should satisfy the craving for hentai and romance_which is my true goal.

 

Thanks to bubbes-sama and ~Sami-chan for your reviews. I am glad that you enjoyed the lemon in the first chapter. I not only enjoy writing lemons but I am also a fan of them. There are such great writers out there. How I wish that I had more time to write and read lemons.

 

This chapter was a challenge for me to write because I have never seen a man do… you know what. But I imagined_that it would be beautiful. That is what_I tried to describe here.

 

I will update as soon as I am able._Take care, QS.