InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ You Darkness... ❯ Chapter 29 - Springs of Bliss! ( Chapter 29 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Vyncent 
"Gomen! Onegai, gomen nasai, Kagome. I...I...should not have asked," he almost cried in his pain. "I am..."
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.21.2005 | Updated On: 04.09.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 4.7K | Status: Work In Progress
"Gomen! Onegai, gomen nasai, Kagome. I...I...should not have asked," he almost cried in his pain. "I am..."
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.21.2005 | Updated On: 04.09.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 4.7K | Status: Work In Progress
You Darkness
by Vyncent
**This story contains violence, sexual content and rape! Some of the contents of this story are graphic. You are WARNED**
Disclaimer: I do now own Inuyasha, nor any of the associated characters. But it ain't because I don't want or wish to do so.
Chapter 29 - Springs of Bliss!
So lost in thought was he that it was her soft sigh that alerted him to her awakening. His hold on her tightened almost instinctively. She snuggled comfortably in his arms, and another sigh escaped her lips. She was content, safe, warm, and happy. The world outside just didn't exist anymore. All that mattered were the strong arms that surrounded her, and kept her safe from the world.
A clawed hand gently rubbed comforting circles on the small of her back. The warm breath that caressed her ear sent shivers down her spine, and a soft moan escaped her lips. She shifted slightly so that she could wrap her own arms around the strong, warm chest she rested against.
She could feel his warmth, even through their combined layers of clothing. This was always the place she most loved to be. Being held in his arms, and he held in hers, meant so much to her. Nothing in the world, nor across time, could match or be better than this one gift from him. Oh, if only she could stay here forever. If only, he would hold her like this for real. If only he could give to her, what she had given to him for the past four years. Her heart, her love, her soul.
But she knew that in his heart, the desire for another lay strong. She had known that from the beginning. Known it and even though it hurt with every breath she took, she continued to stand by him, walk beside him, be with him in all things save the one that she most longed for. While she regretted not being able to have her heart's inner most desire, she never regretted for even a moment the love she held for him. She could not have done so, even had she tried. She knew in her soul that to lose him, to not be with him, to not be there for him, would mean her own death. For she could not live without Inuyasha.
Again she sighed, and again that heated breath softly caressing the skin by her ear, sent shivers of warmth down her spine. It seemed to settle in the pit of her stomach, and caused a warm tingle in her most private regions. As it did, another soft moan escaped her.
This time, the hanyou shifted. Just a little. Almost as though he were afraid. 'Afraid of what?' she wondered. Was there danger nearby?
As this thought crossed her mind, images of that night suddenly began to make themselves known. She shuddered at those memories. The pain, the fear, the horror, all threatening to overwhelm her again. Those wonderful and caring arms, so strong and protective, spoke in a language that required no words. Their message was beautiful in their simplicity, but was no less important for being so.
'We are here,' they said. 'We are here for you! We will not let anything or anyone hurt you again. You are safe now, safe and loved!'
In the back of her mind she could feel the strength of a comforting presence. It felt as though another strong, protective form held her, offering to help shield her from those horrible visions. It seemed to whisper in the back of her mind, that all was right with the world, and those who had caused her harm, had been brought to justice, unable to harm anyone ever again. With that protective sense of offered strength, and the warm and comforting embrace of the hanyou she so loved with every fiber of her being, she relaxed once more and let the memories fade to be replaced by the warmth and trust of Inuyasha's protective embrace.
Inuyasha shifted again, but this time it was to lift her in his arms. Standing he turned and headed into the night. She knew not where he was taking her, and she didn't care. She would go anywhere with him, even to hell and back, and had in fact done just that many times over the past four years. If it meant being with him, she would give everything she was, and do so happily without remorse.
It was but a matter of moments, when he stopped, and still holding her in the safety of his arms, he set her on her feet. For long moments, he just stood there, holding her. Holding her like he was afraid that to let her go would be for her to fade from his reality, never to return. Again that warm breath caressed her ear. It felt so wonderful and once again a shiver passed along her spine causing a soft moan to once more escape.
Encouraged by the results of his actions, Inuyasha nuzzled into her hair and to the nape of her neck. Again that soft, heated breath, only this time it was lower down, and immediately followed by the gentle caress of warm lips, and the hot stroke of an almost panting tongue. Her whole body shuddered in delight at the caress, the images of horror rapidly fading to be replaced by a blissful memory to last a lifetime.
She tilted her head freely offering more of her throat to his ministrations. He could do with her anything he wanted, and she would not, could not stop him even if she had wanted to. The feel of his fangs upon her rapidly heating flesh, left her groaning in pleasure, and she could feel the dampness growing between her thighs. She was putty, and his arms and kisses were the tools molding her to their whim and desires.
Inuyasha ran his hands down her back, gently caressing her sides, her waist, her hips. He paused when he reached the swell of her hips, and squeeze both cheeks, pulling her closer to him. He felt her heated core as he pressed her closer to him, and the delightful groan that engendered, along with the heady scent of her arousal threatened his already weakening control.
He kissed a trail along her jaw, stopping briefly to nuzzle her chin, drawing his tongue long the line of her jaw in a submissive gesture, a soft whine accompanying the gesture. When he reached her mouth, he ever so softly nibbled at her bottom lip. The much anticipated groan, gave him access to her warm sweet depths, and he eagerly sought her tongue and caressed every corner of her sweet and luscious mouth.
He didn't understand what possessed him. He was not even sure that he wanted to know. All that matter was that he was doing the one thing he had longed to do for so very long that the desire had become painful. Her scent, already pleasing and soothing, was now heady and arousing in ways that he had never thought possible.
He had kissed Kikyou, both alive and dead. They had embraced and held each other. But none of it even came close to this moment with Kagome. She was so much more than Kikyou had ever hoped to be, and she was standing here now, offering herself to him freely, without reservation, or expectation. She was his gift, and she knew what she offered him.
His hands continued to massage her warm and wonderful cheeks, then travelled up to reach the waist band of the pants that he had helped her mother put on her the other night after he had brought her home. He remembered all to well, the horrors that she had faced. Not just because of how he found her, but also because of his linking with her to help finish the potion his brother had offered.
More than anything he wanted to have something that would over power those horrid images, and would bring peace to the two tortured minds standing in each others' arms. If they affected him the way they did now, he didn't even want to think what they might be doing to Kagome. No, they had shared those images, felt that pain together, faced that nightmare head on, along with his brother. Now it was time to wipe that horrid vision away, and replace it with something far more inviting, and memorable.
The feel of her under his fingers, as he slid his hands down into her pants and once again massaged the supple mounds of her rear, had his own heated flesh tingling in ways he never thought possible. It was not that Inuyasha was untried. No, the experience was there, even for the lowly hanyou. It was not that he had ever done anything with Kikyou, for they had not. She would never let herself be touched by tainted blood, and the idea of them coupling and him not being ningen, was enough to sicken her with just the thought.
But here was someone who didn't care what he was, and in fact, relished ever inch of his being hanyou. She had told him many times that she thought he was best as such, and that he was strong enough as one. As she had pointed out, he had faced numerous youkai and hanyou, many almost as powerful as his brother. He had even faced his brother and succeeded in winning a few of their battles as well. She was right, he was strong, he had power, even and despite not being full youkai. And most importantly he had his sanity, and could have the gift that she had spent over four years trying to get him to see she was willing to give him. He had just to take it, and she would eagerly give it.
One of his clawed appendages grazed along the fold separating the two cheeks he so lovingly worked with his hands, and she almost growled in her pleasure. She shuddered even more than before, and the scent of her arousal spiked, wrapping his senses in an intoxicating wave of overwhelming desire.
It was the work of but a moment to let his claws reach up and in one smooth motion cut down the front of her top, letting it fall open for his hands to easily brush from her shoulders to lie on the ground beneath their feet. Because of her injuries, and the bandages that had bound her, she was not wearing anything underneath her top. Even the bandages were gone, since they had found that her wounds, and damaged bones had healed after their link.
Without a moments hesitation, he grabbed a handful of soft, heated flesh, grazing the nipple with his clawed finger tips, and rolled the rapidly darkening areola in his palm. Not being one to neglect its twin, he grabbed the nipple of the neighboring mound in his teeth, before sucking it hard and drawing it into his hot, eager mouth.
Her own hands loosened the ties that held his haori and hakama in place. His robes parted, exposing his firmly muscled chest to her heated and wanton touch. Her hands brushed his skin leave tingling trails of fire along his chest, and stomach, as she moved to slide her hands into his hakama. She found the heated and hardened rod there, and grabbing it firmly began to softly and gently stroke him.
He groaned loudly at the heated contact, and the pleasurable sensation her touch gave to him. A low, but steady growl emanated from his chest, almost purr like in nature, as she stroked his arousal to almost painful proportions. Both were panting for breath, almost fighting for the next gulp of air. But neither noticed or cared.
Switching from suckling on one breast in order to pay homage to the other, Inuyasha reached down and slid Kagome's pants down. She lifted her legs to finish removing them, leaving her exposed in full for his hunger to devour with his hands, mouth and more. She slid his haori from his shoulders, even as his hakama fell to his feet, leaving him as fully exposed as her.
He brought his hands to rest on her hips, and slowly walked her backwards. She followed his lead, and sighed in pleasure as she felt the heat of the hot springs caress her skin as he lead her deeper into the water. She ran her hands through his silver locks, pulling his head closer to her breasts. His mouth felt so good on the heated mounds that she could not get enough of the sensual feel.
With a rock at her back, and now waist deep in the spring, Inuyasha slid his hand down across her stomach to the apex of her thighs. He parted her, and sought out the heated folds of flesh that guarded her most intimate areas. The water was warm, but her heat almost burned, and he relished the feel of it as he caressed that little bundle of nerves that he knew would bring her pleasure. As she arched back against the soft moss of the rock, it brought more of her breast to his hungry, devouring mouth. He sucked hard, bringing as much of that heated flesh into his hot, moist mouth as he could, without piercing her skin.
Her groans of pleasure, soon turned into growls of delight, and fueled his own passion to greater heights. He slid his fingers further down, until he reached the entrance to her heated passage. Without hesitation he slid a long caressing finger into that tight little opening, relishing the feel of her rippling muscles. Slowly he slid his finger out, and thrust it back deeper than before. He continued this action, each time going deeper, and using his thumb to caress the bundle of nerves, causing her to buck beneath his ministrations, thrusting her own hips up to meet the pace he controlled.
Soon a second finger joined the first and he picked up the pace. Reluctantly, he released the breast that he was fondly worshipping, and trailed hot kisses back up to her neck. Finding her wildly throbbing pulse point at the junction where her neck and shoulder met, he stroked the area with his tongue, and nipped gently, thrilling in the sound of her blood rushing heatedly through her veins. The thought of tasting that blood made his own blood boiled, and he could feel the fire in his own veins.
A third finger joined the first two, and the pace picked up until he was thrusting deeply and almost wildly into her depths. He brushed his clawed thumb once more over that now hypersensitive bundle of nerves and her whole body suddenly convulsed in the wild throws of her release, the sensual growl that ripped from her throat just short of a scream.
As she came down from the waves of passion that had just shaken her very being, Inuyasha lifted her to recline on the rock, softened by a thick layer of damp moss, he had chosen for this purpose. Following her, as he lay her back, he knelt over her, hungrily kissing her, ravishing her mouth with his own, like a starving man just handed a feast.
Soon his kisses trailed back down, briefly suckling both breasts once again, only to continue his downward journey. His strong thigh parted her legs and his hand pulled her knee up, exposing her even more. He paused for a moment to close his eyes, darkened by the heat of his passion for the treasure beneath him, as he deeply inhaled her scent, letting it invade his every sense like the drug that for him it was. He opened his eyes, and looked at her passion filled face, letting her see his own rising heat, and then dived into her folds with his tongue and began feasting on her treasured jewels.
The taste of her was heaven on his starving tongue. How he could have denied himself this for so long he could not understand. How stupid he had been, to not see what she was, what she offered, what she truly meant to him. In a brief moment of clarity, he realized that she was so much more than he had ever taken the time to notice and that she had somehow become inextricably linked to him in ways that he never knew were possible.
He was more than just feasting on her heated flesh, he was slowly tying the last links of their souls together in a bond that even eternity would never be able to cut. Neither time, space, life, or death would separate these two destined souls ever again, when they finished this day. It was meant to be. It was how it was supposed to be. It was going to be, and he celebrated in that knowledge.
::MINE::
Something in the back of his mind spoke that one simple, yet so powerful word. It reverberated through not only his mind, but his entire being. He knew the word was simple, but its meaning was so complex. It was a stronger binding than what the ningens called marriage, and was much deeper in meaning. It was his gift to give to her, and one she more than deserved, had wanted for a very long time, and had earned many times over.
Plunging his tongue deep into her hot, tight passage, her essence almost visibly dripping, had he taken the time to see, he proceeded to feast on the liqueur that her body readily offered. The taste of her coated his eager tongue and drove his desire to seek more. His fangs grazed her pearl and she bucked wildly again, until he grabbed her hips with both hands and firmly pushed her down so she could not move.
Deeper and deeper, he drove his tongue. Curling and lapping with each devouring stroke. He savored every drop and eagerly sought the next. He felt her reaching her peak again, and dove for another deep plunge. He stroked upward, deep in her depths with his hot tongue, letting his fang lightly graze her jewel, and was rewarded as her essence gushed from her depths to his eagerly awaiting mouth. Catching every drop, and giving her one last flick of his tongue to her still hypersensitive pearl, he was delighted as she convulsed once again.
Resisting the urge to lap up the new flow of her fluids, he crawled back up her body, like a beast stalking its prey. The lust filled hunger in his eyes, fueled her own passion bringing her once more to a throbbing need, and heated desire. She eagerly opened herself more, letting him know that he could do as he wished, and for a moment, he almost just took her then and there.
But something told him that he owed her more than just to blindly take her gift. He wanted her more than anything he had ever desired in his life, but he wanted to see the same desire in her eyes, as he was now sure was in his.
"Kagome..." he hesitated. Despite everything he had heard from the others, the words of her mother, Kouga, even his brother, he still had a seed in his heart that spoke of betrayal, and pain. He could not face it, if she were to reject him. He could not live with such pain if that were to happen again. Still, life was full of risks, and this was true even in this situation. He only knew that he had to have her, or he would not be able to live. She was his heart, his breath, his life, his soul, and to lose her would be the end of existence. Swallowing his pride, as he lowered his head, so she could not see his face, he spoke in tones of anguish, barely above a whisper..
"Kagome...onegai," he started again. "Will you...would you....maybe...." *Sigh* "Onegai, I...I...want to not just join with you,....but...onegai...I...I...want to mate with you and mark you as mine. T-t-take....you...as my mate for life...." he barely managed to stumble out the words, and his head hung even lower. At her hesitation, not seeing the look of utter joy on her face, he thought she was not accepting his offer, and he started to pull away.
Seeing his intent, and realizing he could not see her face, she grabbed him putting a stop to his retreat. Still he would not look at her, and only closed his eyes, not wanting her to see his pain.
"Gomen! Onegai, gomen nasai, Kagome. I...I...should not have asked," he almost cried in his pain. "I am only hanyou, and have nothing to offer..."
She pulled his face up to her's and in a heated passion that burn his flesh she latched onto his mouth like she was going to die if he didn't take her right then.
"Iie, Inuyasha. Onegai...take me..." she pleaded, breathlessly wrapping her legs around him, and pulling him closer to her. "I could not live if you didn't. I cannot live without you."
His eyes shot open like he had just been hit, but before he could find the words, she had him in another heated and devouring, soul searing kiss. She plunged her tongue deep into the farthest reaches of his mouth, uncaring of the sharpness of his fangs, as he tasted her blood on his lips. There was but a moment of hesitation before he eagerly and happily returned the passion with his own heated fire.
She shifted, and he brushed his painfully heated, and engorged arousal against her dripping core. She shuddered and groaned into his mouth, never once breaking contact with him in her desire to bring him closer to her.
He slid into her, the tightness and heat of her moist passage, almost painful, yet so thrilling to his boiling blood that he almost released his own desire. But he managed to hold back, wanting to share this one with her. As he slowly pushed further and deeper into her passage, he was shocked for a moment, and paused in his efforts. He pulled back just enough to look her in the eye.
At her questioning look, he spoke, "Kagome....I don't understand!....I feel your innocence..."
To say she was shocked would have been to understate the matter. She had been raped. Not just raped, but violently so. By the time Inuyasha had gotten to her, she had been raped by at least one male, and the one that was plunging into her was the second of the six to take her. She still remembered the pain. But how had she regained her virginity?
"I do not understand it, myself," she said. "We will work out the answers together. But later, Inuyasha. Onegai...onegai, do not hold back on me now. Onegai...take me...Now!" She pulled him back into yet another heated kiss that was even more passionate than the one before, if that were even possible.
"Hai, koi. Gomen, for the pain," he said, as they paused for a breath much needed air. She just nodded, and he drew back almost completely before capturing her mouth in a devouring kiss, and plunging hard, fast and deeply into her hot, tight, moist core. The barrier broke and a small whimper escaped her, a tear leaked from her eye. He licked it from her face, holding still to give her time to adjust to the invasion of himself, deeply seated in her moist, hot, rippling depths.
He was over joyed to have found that he could claim her virginity, but at a total loss as to how it was possible after what she had gone through. He, himself had seen one of the vile fiends, pounding deeply into her, and knew that she could no longer be a virgin, yet the evidence said otherwise. Might it have had something to do with what had happened when he and Sesshomaru had been linked with her? Perhaps the baba, and his brother's healer would hold the answers, for now, he was reveling in the bliss of her heated passion, and how it surrounded his every tingling nerve.
She began to thrust upward, trying to take him deeper into her core. Knowing that she was ready for him, he began a dance of his own. Every stroke was both pain and pleasure, as he hardened impossibly more. He groaned and growled with every stroke, she shuddered with every plunge. He found her sweet spot, and lifted her hips to pound deeper and deeper into her burning hot depths. Her muscles clamped down, almost vice like in the strength of yet another release and he himself joined her with a release of his own, as well.
He could feel that he was still hard, even after his own release, and pulling out, he quickly turned her onto her stomach bringing her up on her knees. His erection was almost visibly throbbing again with the pain of his desire to plunge even deeper into her depths and she eagerly arched her hips upward for him to drive himself into her. He dove in with a relish, and plunged deeper and deeper with each stroke, pounding harder and harder, faster and faster with each groan and growl that escaped her passion fill lips.
"Hai, Inuyasha! Onegai, harder, faster. More...Onegai," she cried. "Take me, onegai."
It became a rhythmic song of passion, and desire. Wanton in its plea, and sensual in its tone, and it made him want her even more. His overly sensitive and hardened member, swelled more and more, until he was sure he would explode in pain from the pleasure he was experiencing. Kami, how did he ever get the gift of such a treasure? What kami saw fit to gift him with such a beautiful, compassionate, and pure Tenchi? Kami, how was he getting harder and harder with each stroke and still wanting more?
"Oh, Kami, Kagome! You feel so damn good. So tight, so hot, so painfully pleasurable," he whispered pantingly into her ear. His breath on her heated flesh, already alight with the fires of their passion, sent shocking shivers of electricity down every heated nerve. Her blood boiled, her nether regions already on fire from their passionate embrace was literally throwing her into a new orgasm with every thrust. She welcomed the feel and asked for more, she didn't care if he kept going whether she passed out or not. She wanted him, and would have everything he would give her, and she lowered her head to her arms, leaning on her elbows, sliding her arms forward until her back arched, her hips raised and tilted more, and her breast rubbed the mossy rock upon which they moved.
The sensation was overwhelming. He drove even deeper, and pounded impossibly harder, and each hit connected with the sweet spot of her womb. Her groans were by now continuous and she began screaming his name in heated passion, as he pounded harder, deeper, and faster. As he felt her muscles begin to ripple in convulsions once more, he leaned forward, pulling her up enough to reach her neck.
Throwing his head back, he bared his fangs. His eyes grew red, and for a moment his cheeks flaming with passion, took on the appearance of purple jagged stripes. His fangs grew, his claws became longer, a growl escaped him that spoke of a passion that was welcome by everything he was, and that would not be denied for anyone or anything. He lunged forward, burying his fangs deeply into the junction of her throat and shoulder. The rush of hot, sweet, passion filled blood, rushed into his mouth, and the youkai growled in delighted hunger as he sucked the welcome fluid into his hungry mouth.
::GGgggrrrrrrr! MINE::
The coil of tightness in her stomach, almost painful as it reached a peak and hesitated to fall over the edge, suddenly released in a wave so intense that she did pass out from the passion. Her body convulsed so hard that he thought he might break, as he himself released with equal fervor. He howled his conquest and pleasure, not caring if the world heard. His youkai sated for the first time in his life, and all sides of himself for once were in agreement with the one thing that meant the most to all of them. She was his, and no one would ever touch her again, not and live. He, too, lost consciousness, falling over her. Both spent from the heat of their efforts.
Unknowing to the two mates, lying unconscious upon the mossy rock that had become the place of their mating nuptials, a pair of understanding eyes nodded their approval. For so long they had watched the two grow together, only to push each other back, to come together yet again, and be torn apart again. They had begun to wonder if they would ever take that final step. Finally they had, and they were happy for them. It was about time, and no one they knew deserved it more than the two lying now on the mossy rock in the hot springs.
The eyes stayed long enough to make sure that both of the lovers were alright and breathing despite the weight of the one on the other. They were still joined at the hip, and the watcher knew that this was normal for an inu, and it would be that way even when they awoke. But they were going to both be alright now, their souls finally given the one thing they needed the most. Each other, and the chance to heal. Finally to get rid of painful wounds that they had both suffered far too long. They deserved a bit of happiness, and now they could work together to find it.
The figure turned, and wandered back the way they had come. They had started out with the intent of making sure that the onna was alright. When they had not returned to the village hours ago, the watcher had become worried. The little Miko had gone through so much in three short days, and despite the miracles of the body, there was still a need for the mind to heal.
It was not the intent of the watcher to spy on the young couple. They were not hentai like the amorous houshi. But when they had not found the young couple by the old Goshinbuko, they had become worried that something might have happened. Thinking of the hot springs, and knowing that the little Miko favored this spot the watcher had turned in that direction, hoping to at least alleviate their concern for the young woman-child.
The watcher closed their eyes, and sighed in relief. Now that healing would be complete and the young Miko, would be able to continue life as it was meant to be. The hanyou would, also, be able to let the past go, and find solace in the arms of his mate. She was just what he needed to find himself, and regain the confidence he truly needed. She would heal him. Heal him in ways he didn't realize he needed. He would learn that he would never be alone again.
With a smile, the watcher headed back to the village, content that all was right in the world. At least in the world of one Inuyasha, and Kagome.
Dictionary
Baba - Old Woman, Witch, Shit, Bullshit
Baka - Idiot
Chikushou - Damn
Daitoku - Priest
Fujo - Sorceress
Fukurou - Owl
Hanyou - Half Demon
Higurashi-daitoku - Roughly: Priest Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's grandfather, and name used by those not of the family.
Higurashi-nisou - Roughly: Priestess Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's mother, and name used by those not of the family.
Hinba - Mare
Houshi - Monk
Inu - Dog
Joshi - Women
Kinmouno shishi - Golden-haired Lion
Kitsune - Fox Demon
Kobura - Cobra
Koruto - Colt
Kuromiko - Dark Miko
Miko - Shrine Maiden
Neko - Cat
Nisou - Priestess
Ojii-san - Grandfather
Ojika - Stag
Okaa-san - Mother
Onna - Woman
Ookami - Wolf
Osuuma - Stallion
Oushi - Bull
Red Dragon - Ru-doragon
Sama - Lady or Lord - respectively
Seiyuuki - Monkey
Shika - Deer
Shikon no Kakera - Shikon Shards
Shikon no Tama - Jewel of Four Souls
Shishi - Lion
Taijiya - Demon Exterminator
Taiyoukai - Demon Lord
Youkai - Demon
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by Vyncent
**This story contains violence, sexual content and rape! Some of the contents of this story are graphic. You are WARNED**
Disclaimer: I do now own Inuyasha, nor any of the associated characters. But it ain't because I don't want or wish to do so.
Chapter 29 - Springs of Bliss!
So lost in thought was he that it was her soft sigh that alerted him to her awakening. His hold on her tightened almost instinctively. She snuggled comfortably in his arms, and another sigh escaped her lips. She was content, safe, warm, and happy. The world outside just didn't exist anymore. All that mattered were the strong arms that surrounded her, and kept her safe from the world.
A clawed hand gently rubbed comforting circles on the small of her back. The warm breath that caressed her ear sent shivers down her spine, and a soft moan escaped her lips. She shifted slightly so that she could wrap her own arms around the strong, warm chest she rested against.
She could feel his warmth, even through their combined layers of clothing. This was always the place she most loved to be. Being held in his arms, and he held in hers, meant so much to her. Nothing in the world, nor across time, could match or be better than this one gift from him. Oh, if only she could stay here forever. If only, he would hold her like this for real. If only he could give to her, what she had given to him for the past four years. Her heart, her love, her soul.
But she knew that in his heart, the desire for another lay strong. She had known that from the beginning. Known it and even though it hurt with every breath she took, she continued to stand by him, walk beside him, be with him in all things save the one that she most longed for. While she regretted not being able to have her heart's inner most desire, she never regretted for even a moment the love she held for him. She could not have done so, even had she tried. She knew in her soul that to lose him, to not be with him, to not be there for him, would mean her own death. For she could not live without Inuyasha.
Again she sighed, and again that heated breath softly caressing the skin by her ear, sent shivers of warmth down her spine. It seemed to settle in the pit of her stomach, and caused a warm tingle in her most private regions. As it did, another soft moan escaped her.
This time, the hanyou shifted. Just a little. Almost as though he were afraid. 'Afraid of what?' she wondered. Was there danger nearby?
As this thought crossed her mind, images of that night suddenly began to make themselves known. She shuddered at those memories. The pain, the fear, the horror, all threatening to overwhelm her again. Those wonderful and caring arms, so strong and protective, spoke in a language that required no words. Their message was beautiful in their simplicity, but was no less important for being so.
'We are here,' they said. 'We are here for you! We will not let anything or anyone hurt you again. You are safe now, safe and loved!'
In the back of her mind she could feel the strength of a comforting presence. It felt as though another strong, protective form held her, offering to help shield her from those horrible visions. It seemed to whisper in the back of her mind, that all was right with the world, and those who had caused her harm, had been brought to justice, unable to harm anyone ever again. With that protective sense of offered strength, and the warm and comforting embrace of the hanyou she so loved with every fiber of her being, she relaxed once more and let the memories fade to be replaced by the warmth and trust of Inuyasha's protective embrace.
Inuyasha shifted again, but this time it was to lift her in his arms. Standing he turned and headed into the night. She knew not where he was taking her, and she didn't care. She would go anywhere with him, even to hell and back, and had in fact done just that many times over the past four years. If it meant being with him, she would give everything she was, and do so happily without remorse.
It was but a matter of moments, when he stopped, and still holding her in the safety of his arms, he set her on her feet. For long moments, he just stood there, holding her. Holding her like he was afraid that to let her go would be for her to fade from his reality, never to return. Again that warm breath caressed her ear. It felt so wonderful and once again a shiver passed along her spine causing a soft moan to once more escape.
Encouraged by the results of his actions, Inuyasha nuzzled into her hair and to the nape of her neck. Again that soft, heated breath, only this time it was lower down, and immediately followed by the gentle caress of warm lips, and the hot stroke of an almost panting tongue. Her whole body shuddered in delight at the caress, the images of horror rapidly fading to be replaced by a blissful memory to last a lifetime.
She tilted her head freely offering more of her throat to his ministrations. He could do with her anything he wanted, and she would not, could not stop him even if she had wanted to. The feel of his fangs upon her rapidly heating flesh, left her groaning in pleasure, and she could feel the dampness growing between her thighs. She was putty, and his arms and kisses were the tools molding her to their whim and desires.
Inuyasha ran his hands down her back, gently caressing her sides, her waist, her hips. He paused when he reached the swell of her hips, and squeeze both cheeks, pulling her closer to him. He felt her heated core as he pressed her closer to him, and the delightful groan that engendered, along with the heady scent of her arousal threatened his already weakening control.
He kissed a trail along her jaw, stopping briefly to nuzzle her chin, drawing his tongue long the line of her jaw in a submissive gesture, a soft whine accompanying the gesture. When he reached her mouth, he ever so softly nibbled at her bottom lip. The much anticipated groan, gave him access to her warm sweet depths, and he eagerly sought her tongue and caressed every corner of her sweet and luscious mouth.
He didn't understand what possessed him. He was not even sure that he wanted to know. All that matter was that he was doing the one thing he had longed to do for so very long that the desire had become painful. Her scent, already pleasing and soothing, was now heady and arousing in ways that he had never thought possible.
He had kissed Kikyou, both alive and dead. They had embraced and held each other. But none of it even came close to this moment with Kagome. She was so much more than Kikyou had ever hoped to be, and she was standing here now, offering herself to him freely, without reservation, or expectation. She was his gift, and she knew what she offered him.
His hands continued to massage her warm and wonderful cheeks, then travelled up to reach the waist band of the pants that he had helped her mother put on her the other night after he had brought her home. He remembered all to well, the horrors that she had faced. Not just because of how he found her, but also because of his linking with her to help finish the potion his brother had offered.
More than anything he wanted to have something that would over power those horrid images, and would bring peace to the two tortured minds standing in each others' arms. If they affected him the way they did now, he didn't even want to think what they might be doing to Kagome. No, they had shared those images, felt that pain together, faced that nightmare head on, along with his brother. Now it was time to wipe that horrid vision away, and replace it with something far more inviting, and memorable.
The feel of her under his fingers, as he slid his hands down into her pants and once again massaged the supple mounds of her rear, had his own heated flesh tingling in ways he never thought possible. It was not that Inuyasha was untried. No, the experience was there, even for the lowly hanyou. It was not that he had ever done anything with Kikyou, for they had not. She would never let herself be touched by tainted blood, and the idea of them coupling and him not being ningen, was enough to sicken her with just the thought.
But here was someone who didn't care what he was, and in fact, relished ever inch of his being hanyou. She had told him many times that she thought he was best as such, and that he was strong enough as one. As she had pointed out, he had faced numerous youkai and hanyou, many almost as powerful as his brother. He had even faced his brother and succeeded in winning a few of their battles as well. She was right, he was strong, he had power, even and despite not being full youkai. And most importantly he had his sanity, and could have the gift that she had spent over four years trying to get him to see she was willing to give him. He had just to take it, and she would eagerly give it.
One of his clawed appendages grazed along the fold separating the two cheeks he so lovingly worked with his hands, and she almost growled in her pleasure. She shuddered even more than before, and the scent of her arousal spiked, wrapping his senses in an intoxicating wave of overwhelming desire.
It was the work of but a moment to let his claws reach up and in one smooth motion cut down the front of her top, letting it fall open for his hands to easily brush from her shoulders to lie on the ground beneath their feet. Because of her injuries, and the bandages that had bound her, she was not wearing anything underneath her top. Even the bandages were gone, since they had found that her wounds, and damaged bones had healed after their link.
Without a moments hesitation, he grabbed a handful of soft, heated flesh, grazing the nipple with his clawed finger tips, and rolled the rapidly darkening areola in his palm. Not being one to neglect its twin, he grabbed the nipple of the neighboring mound in his teeth, before sucking it hard and drawing it into his hot, eager mouth.
Her own hands loosened the ties that held his haori and hakama in place. His robes parted, exposing his firmly muscled chest to her heated and wanton touch. Her hands brushed his skin leave tingling trails of fire along his chest, and stomach, as she moved to slide her hands into his hakama. She found the heated and hardened rod there, and grabbing it firmly began to softly and gently stroke him.
He groaned loudly at the heated contact, and the pleasurable sensation her touch gave to him. A low, but steady growl emanated from his chest, almost purr like in nature, as she stroked his arousal to almost painful proportions. Both were panting for breath, almost fighting for the next gulp of air. But neither noticed or cared.
Switching from suckling on one breast in order to pay homage to the other, Inuyasha reached down and slid Kagome's pants down. She lifted her legs to finish removing them, leaving her exposed in full for his hunger to devour with his hands, mouth and more. She slid his haori from his shoulders, even as his hakama fell to his feet, leaving him as fully exposed as her.
He brought his hands to rest on her hips, and slowly walked her backwards. She followed his lead, and sighed in pleasure as she felt the heat of the hot springs caress her skin as he lead her deeper into the water. She ran her hands through his silver locks, pulling his head closer to her breasts. His mouth felt so good on the heated mounds that she could not get enough of the sensual feel.
With a rock at her back, and now waist deep in the spring, Inuyasha slid his hand down across her stomach to the apex of her thighs. He parted her, and sought out the heated folds of flesh that guarded her most intimate areas. The water was warm, but her heat almost burned, and he relished the feel of it as he caressed that little bundle of nerves that he knew would bring her pleasure. As she arched back against the soft moss of the rock, it brought more of her breast to his hungry, devouring mouth. He sucked hard, bringing as much of that heated flesh into his hot, moist mouth as he could, without piercing her skin.
Her groans of pleasure, soon turned into growls of delight, and fueled his own passion to greater heights. He slid his fingers further down, until he reached the entrance to her heated passage. Without hesitation he slid a long caressing finger into that tight little opening, relishing the feel of her rippling muscles. Slowly he slid his finger out, and thrust it back deeper than before. He continued this action, each time going deeper, and using his thumb to caress the bundle of nerves, causing her to buck beneath his ministrations, thrusting her own hips up to meet the pace he controlled.
Soon a second finger joined the first and he picked up the pace. Reluctantly, he released the breast that he was fondly worshipping, and trailed hot kisses back up to her neck. Finding her wildly throbbing pulse point at the junction where her neck and shoulder met, he stroked the area with his tongue, and nipped gently, thrilling in the sound of her blood rushing heatedly through her veins. The thought of tasting that blood made his own blood boiled, and he could feel the fire in his own veins.
A third finger joined the first two, and the pace picked up until he was thrusting deeply and almost wildly into her depths. He brushed his clawed thumb once more over that now hypersensitive bundle of nerves and her whole body suddenly convulsed in the wild throws of her release, the sensual growl that ripped from her throat just short of a scream.
As she came down from the waves of passion that had just shaken her very being, Inuyasha lifted her to recline on the rock, softened by a thick layer of damp moss, he had chosen for this purpose. Following her, as he lay her back, he knelt over her, hungrily kissing her, ravishing her mouth with his own, like a starving man just handed a feast.
Soon his kisses trailed back down, briefly suckling both breasts once again, only to continue his downward journey. His strong thigh parted her legs and his hand pulled her knee up, exposing her even more. He paused for a moment to close his eyes, darkened by the heat of his passion for the treasure beneath him, as he deeply inhaled her scent, letting it invade his every sense like the drug that for him it was. He opened his eyes, and looked at her passion filled face, letting her see his own rising heat, and then dived into her folds with his tongue and began feasting on her treasured jewels.
The taste of her was heaven on his starving tongue. How he could have denied himself this for so long he could not understand. How stupid he had been, to not see what she was, what she offered, what she truly meant to him. In a brief moment of clarity, he realized that she was so much more than he had ever taken the time to notice and that she had somehow become inextricably linked to him in ways that he never knew were possible.
He was more than just feasting on her heated flesh, he was slowly tying the last links of their souls together in a bond that even eternity would never be able to cut. Neither time, space, life, or death would separate these two destined souls ever again, when they finished this day. It was meant to be. It was how it was supposed to be. It was going to be, and he celebrated in that knowledge.
::MINE::
Something in the back of his mind spoke that one simple, yet so powerful word. It reverberated through not only his mind, but his entire being. He knew the word was simple, but its meaning was so complex. It was a stronger binding than what the ningens called marriage, and was much deeper in meaning. It was his gift to give to her, and one she more than deserved, had wanted for a very long time, and had earned many times over.
Plunging his tongue deep into her hot, tight passage, her essence almost visibly dripping, had he taken the time to see, he proceeded to feast on the liqueur that her body readily offered. The taste of her coated his eager tongue and drove his desire to seek more. His fangs grazed her pearl and she bucked wildly again, until he grabbed her hips with both hands and firmly pushed her down so she could not move.
Deeper and deeper, he drove his tongue. Curling and lapping with each devouring stroke. He savored every drop and eagerly sought the next. He felt her reaching her peak again, and dove for another deep plunge. He stroked upward, deep in her depths with his hot tongue, letting his fang lightly graze her jewel, and was rewarded as her essence gushed from her depths to his eagerly awaiting mouth. Catching every drop, and giving her one last flick of his tongue to her still hypersensitive pearl, he was delighted as she convulsed once again.
Resisting the urge to lap up the new flow of her fluids, he crawled back up her body, like a beast stalking its prey. The lust filled hunger in his eyes, fueled her own passion bringing her once more to a throbbing need, and heated desire. She eagerly opened herself more, letting him know that he could do as he wished, and for a moment, he almost just took her then and there.
But something told him that he owed her more than just to blindly take her gift. He wanted her more than anything he had ever desired in his life, but he wanted to see the same desire in her eyes, as he was now sure was in his.
"Kagome..." he hesitated. Despite everything he had heard from the others, the words of her mother, Kouga, even his brother, he still had a seed in his heart that spoke of betrayal, and pain. He could not face it, if she were to reject him. He could not live with such pain if that were to happen again. Still, life was full of risks, and this was true even in this situation. He only knew that he had to have her, or he would not be able to live. She was his heart, his breath, his life, his soul, and to lose her would be the end of existence. Swallowing his pride, as he lowered his head, so she could not see his face, he spoke in tones of anguish, barely above a whisper..
"Kagome...onegai," he started again. "Will you...would you....maybe...." *Sigh* "Onegai, I...I...want to not just join with you,....but...onegai...I...I...want to mate with you and mark you as mine. T-t-take....you...as my mate for life...." he barely managed to stumble out the words, and his head hung even lower. At her hesitation, not seeing the look of utter joy on her face, he thought she was not accepting his offer, and he started to pull away.
Seeing his intent, and realizing he could not see her face, she grabbed him putting a stop to his retreat. Still he would not look at her, and only closed his eyes, not wanting her to see his pain.
"Gomen! Onegai, gomen nasai, Kagome. I...I...should not have asked," he almost cried in his pain. "I am only hanyou, and have nothing to offer..."
She pulled his face up to her's and in a heated passion that burn his flesh she latched onto his mouth like she was going to die if he didn't take her right then.
"Iie, Inuyasha. Onegai...take me..." she pleaded, breathlessly wrapping her legs around him, and pulling him closer to her. "I could not live if you didn't. I cannot live without you."
His eyes shot open like he had just been hit, but before he could find the words, she had him in another heated and devouring, soul searing kiss. She plunged her tongue deep into the farthest reaches of his mouth, uncaring of the sharpness of his fangs, as he tasted her blood on his lips. There was but a moment of hesitation before he eagerly and happily returned the passion with his own heated fire.
She shifted, and he brushed his painfully heated, and engorged arousal against her dripping core. She shuddered and groaned into his mouth, never once breaking contact with him in her desire to bring him closer to her.
He slid into her, the tightness and heat of her moist passage, almost painful, yet so thrilling to his boiling blood that he almost released his own desire. But he managed to hold back, wanting to share this one with her. As he slowly pushed further and deeper into her passage, he was shocked for a moment, and paused in his efforts. He pulled back just enough to look her in the eye.
At her questioning look, he spoke, "Kagome....I don't understand!....I feel your innocence..."
To say she was shocked would have been to understate the matter. She had been raped. Not just raped, but violently so. By the time Inuyasha had gotten to her, she had been raped by at least one male, and the one that was plunging into her was the second of the six to take her. She still remembered the pain. But how had she regained her virginity?
"I do not understand it, myself," she said. "We will work out the answers together. But later, Inuyasha. Onegai...onegai, do not hold back on me now. Onegai...take me...Now!" She pulled him back into yet another heated kiss that was even more passionate than the one before, if that were even possible.
"Hai, koi. Gomen, for the pain," he said, as they paused for a breath much needed air. She just nodded, and he drew back almost completely before capturing her mouth in a devouring kiss, and plunging hard, fast and deeply into her hot, tight, moist core. The barrier broke and a small whimper escaped her, a tear leaked from her eye. He licked it from her face, holding still to give her time to adjust to the invasion of himself, deeply seated in her moist, hot, rippling depths.
He was over joyed to have found that he could claim her virginity, but at a total loss as to how it was possible after what she had gone through. He, himself had seen one of the vile fiends, pounding deeply into her, and knew that she could no longer be a virgin, yet the evidence said otherwise. Might it have had something to do with what had happened when he and Sesshomaru had been linked with her? Perhaps the baba, and his brother's healer would hold the answers, for now, he was reveling in the bliss of her heated passion, and how it surrounded his every tingling nerve.
She began to thrust upward, trying to take him deeper into her core. Knowing that she was ready for him, he began a dance of his own. Every stroke was both pain and pleasure, as he hardened impossibly more. He groaned and growled with every stroke, she shuddered with every plunge. He found her sweet spot, and lifted her hips to pound deeper and deeper into her burning hot depths. Her muscles clamped down, almost vice like in the strength of yet another release and he himself joined her with a release of his own, as well.
He could feel that he was still hard, even after his own release, and pulling out, he quickly turned her onto her stomach bringing her up on her knees. His erection was almost visibly throbbing again with the pain of his desire to plunge even deeper into her depths and she eagerly arched her hips upward for him to drive himself into her. He dove in with a relish, and plunged deeper and deeper with each stroke, pounding harder and harder, faster and faster with each groan and growl that escaped her passion fill lips.
"Hai, Inuyasha! Onegai, harder, faster. More...Onegai," she cried. "Take me, onegai."
It became a rhythmic song of passion, and desire. Wanton in its plea, and sensual in its tone, and it made him want her even more. His overly sensitive and hardened member, swelled more and more, until he was sure he would explode in pain from the pleasure he was experiencing. Kami, how did he ever get the gift of such a treasure? What kami saw fit to gift him with such a beautiful, compassionate, and pure Tenchi? Kami, how was he getting harder and harder with each stroke and still wanting more?
"Oh, Kami, Kagome! You feel so damn good. So tight, so hot, so painfully pleasurable," he whispered pantingly into her ear. His breath on her heated flesh, already alight with the fires of their passion, sent shocking shivers of electricity down every heated nerve. Her blood boiled, her nether regions already on fire from their passionate embrace was literally throwing her into a new orgasm with every thrust. She welcomed the feel and asked for more, she didn't care if he kept going whether she passed out or not. She wanted him, and would have everything he would give her, and she lowered her head to her arms, leaning on her elbows, sliding her arms forward until her back arched, her hips raised and tilted more, and her breast rubbed the mossy rock upon which they moved.
The sensation was overwhelming. He drove even deeper, and pounded impossibly harder, and each hit connected with the sweet spot of her womb. Her groans were by now continuous and she began screaming his name in heated passion, as he pounded harder, deeper, and faster. As he felt her muscles begin to ripple in convulsions once more, he leaned forward, pulling her up enough to reach her neck.
Throwing his head back, he bared his fangs. His eyes grew red, and for a moment his cheeks flaming with passion, took on the appearance of purple jagged stripes. His fangs grew, his claws became longer, a growl escaped him that spoke of a passion that was welcome by everything he was, and that would not be denied for anyone or anything. He lunged forward, burying his fangs deeply into the junction of her throat and shoulder. The rush of hot, sweet, passion filled blood, rushed into his mouth, and the youkai growled in delighted hunger as he sucked the welcome fluid into his hungry mouth.
::GGgggrrrrrrr! MINE::
The coil of tightness in her stomach, almost painful as it reached a peak and hesitated to fall over the edge, suddenly released in a wave so intense that she did pass out from the passion. Her body convulsed so hard that he thought he might break, as he himself released with equal fervor. He howled his conquest and pleasure, not caring if the world heard. His youkai sated for the first time in his life, and all sides of himself for once were in agreement with the one thing that meant the most to all of them. She was his, and no one would ever touch her again, not and live. He, too, lost consciousness, falling over her. Both spent from the heat of their efforts.
Unknowing to the two mates, lying unconscious upon the mossy rock that had become the place of their mating nuptials, a pair of understanding eyes nodded their approval. For so long they had watched the two grow together, only to push each other back, to come together yet again, and be torn apart again. They had begun to wonder if they would ever take that final step. Finally they had, and they were happy for them. It was about time, and no one they knew deserved it more than the two lying now on the mossy rock in the hot springs.
The eyes stayed long enough to make sure that both of the lovers were alright and breathing despite the weight of the one on the other. They were still joined at the hip, and the watcher knew that this was normal for an inu, and it would be that way even when they awoke. But they were going to both be alright now, their souls finally given the one thing they needed the most. Each other, and the chance to heal. Finally to get rid of painful wounds that they had both suffered far too long. They deserved a bit of happiness, and now they could work together to find it.
The figure turned, and wandered back the way they had come. They had started out with the intent of making sure that the onna was alright. When they had not returned to the village hours ago, the watcher had become worried. The little Miko had gone through so much in three short days, and despite the miracles of the body, there was still a need for the mind to heal.
It was not the intent of the watcher to spy on the young couple. They were not hentai like the amorous houshi. But when they had not found the young couple by the old Goshinbuko, they had become worried that something might have happened. Thinking of the hot springs, and knowing that the little Miko favored this spot the watcher had turned in that direction, hoping to at least alleviate their concern for the young woman-child.
The watcher closed their eyes, and sighed in relief. Now that healing would be complete and the young Miko, would be able to continue life as it was meant to be. The hanyou would, also, be able to let the past go, and find solace in the arms of his mate. She was just what he needed to find himself, and regain the confidence he truly needed. She would heal him. Heal him in ways he didn't realize he needed. He would learn that he would never be alone again.
With a smile, the watcher headed back to the village, content that all was right in the world. At least in the world of one Inuyasha, and Kagome.
Dictionary
Baba - Old Woman, Witch, Shit, Bullshit
Baka - Idiot
Chikushou - Damn
Daitoku - Priest
Fujo - Sorceress
Fukurou - Owl
Hanyou - Half Demon
Higurashi-daitoku - Roughly: Priest Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's grandfather, and name used by those not of the family.
Higurashi-nisou - Roughly: Priestess Higurashi...I have chosen to use this instead of a name, as no name is ever cited in either the anime or the manga. Kagome's mother, and name used by those not of the family.
Hinba - Mare
Houshi - Monk
Inu - Dog
Joshi - Women
Kinmouno shishi - Golden-haired Lion
Kitsune - Fox Demon
Kobura - Cobra
Koruto - Colt
Kuromiko - Dark Miko
Miko - Shrine Maiden
Neko - Cat
Nisou - Priestess
Ojii-san - Grandfather
Ojika - Stag
Okaa-san - Mother
Onna - Woman
Ookami - Wolf
Osuuma - Stallion
Oushi - Bull
Red Dragon - Ru-doragon
Sama - Lady or Lord - respectively
Seiyuuki - Monkey
Shika - Deer
Shikon no Kakera - Shikon Shards
Shikon no Tama - Jewel of Four Souls
Shishi - Lion
Taijiya - Demon Exterminator
Taiyoukai - Demon Lord
Youkai - Demon
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