Warning: Adult content
Inu-Yasha scooped Kagome up in his arms and carried her to her bed, where he
lay her gently. He looked at her, scarcely believing what was happening.
"God, Kagome. You are the most beautiful woman I¹ve ever seen. I never knew it was possible to love someone like this. I want you so much, it actually hurts. Hell, at the risk of sounding like that pervert, Miroku, I want you to bear my children." He undid the cord holding the Tessaiga to him and let the sword drop carefully on the floor by the bed, making sure it was nearby.
She looked so perfect lying there on the bed. The late afternoon sunlight was diffused as the sun dipped lower on the far side of the house, letting only a softened light illuminate the room. Late afternoon—Inu-Yasha looked out the window. The events of the day had spanned only a few hours. Yet it seemed more than a lifetime had passed since he sat near Kagome on the bank of the stream, watching her study, fighting back the passion that he was now ready to share with her. So much had happened since the day she had released him from the spell that had held him for 50 years. The relationship between Kagome and him had developed slowly at first, and then more quickly as they learned to trust each other. The bond between them was strong, and now only one thing was left to make that bond complete. Inu-Yasha’s hands went to the ties holding his crimson cloak closed. He noticed they were shaking. Why was he suddenly so nervous? Kagome should be the one quivering, yet she looked up at him with such confidence. Of course, no matter how much they tried, they both knew that this was not their first time together. At least Kagome remembered their earlier encounter. In Inu-Yasha’s mind he was still as virgin as he had been before. It was Kagome who was now experienced. How could he ever give her what she really wanted, and needed?
He felt her hand on his arm. She motioned him to sit beside her on the bed.
"Damn," he sat next to her on the soft bedspread. "I’m sorry, Kagome. I really don’t know what's wrong with me."
Her arms circled his neck, pulling his face towards her. She kissed him gently, allowing him to take control as he let his body slide onto the bed next to her. His uncertainty of only moments before had vanished. This was right. There was no reason to be nervous. They clung to each other, allowing their bodies to mold to one another. He could feel her breathing, hear her heartbeat, smell the soft scent of her, heightened by the heat their bodies generated against one another. His hands tore at his cloak, dropping it to the floor beside the bed. Two pairs of hands struggled to lift her blouse over her head, tangling themselves up and not caring. It was wonderful. He looked down at her body, watching her chest rise and fall with her breathing. She arched her back, allowing him to slip his hand behind her and unfasten her bra. It fell loose, exposing the perfect lines of her breasts. Inu-Yasha’s breath caught in his throat. He had seen her naked before, but never like this. The glimpses he had of her had been while she bathed, hiding himself from her view and allowing himself to watch her through the branches of trees that hugged the bank of the lake or stream that she used as her bathtub.
"Damn it, Kagome, what did I do to you?" Her otherwise perfect breasts were marked with a number of scratches and small bruises. How could I have hurt her like that, he thought to himself.
Kagome gently pulled his head to her chest, cradling it against her breasts. He felt her breath on his ears.
"You didn't do anything, yet, Inu-Yasha. Remember, this is our first time."
He felt her lips against one of his ears and her hand gently rubbing the other. The sensation was amazing to him, adding to his growing desire. "I hope you know you get me excited when you do that."
Kagome giggled, "I know. Why do you think I always do it?"
Inu-Yasha buried his face in the valley between her breasts. He slid one hand upwards, cupping it around one breast. He was surprised how soft and yet firm it was. He squeezed the softness gently with his hand, bringing a small moan from Kagome.
"I promise I’ll be careful, Kagome. I don’t want to hurt you again." Kagome giggled again. "I was able to handle you while you were transformed. Do you really think I can't handle you now?" He raised his head, looking up at Kagome’s face. She looked back at him, a slight smile on her lips.
"We’ll just see about that, woman." He laughed in return, adding more pressure as he gently massaged her breast. Then he lowered his head, bringing his mouth around the unoccupied breast. He explored the tip with his tongue, letting it circle around the darker area of her aureole. He could feel her nipple harden, coming to attention as he continued to tease it with his tongue.
Kagome’s low moans of pleasure only heightened his own arousal. He found himself pressing his body against her, her thigh pushing against his groin. He could feel his male member hardening as he began to run against her bare thigh.
Inu-Yasha continued his quest of Kagome’s breasts, taking first one and then the other into his mouth, his tongue continuing to stimulate her most sensitive area.
Kagome was breathing heavily now, calling his name softly. She arched her back as he gently sucked and nibbled her now fully erect nipples. Her moans deepened, the sounds flowing into each other until they sounded like a low purr.
He slid his body upwards, laying halfway on her as his lips covered hers once again. His tongue found its way into her mouth, exploring its soft moistness, coaxing her tongue into a lover’s dance. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his body, pulling him tightly against her bare chest. "Inu-Yasha." Kagome¹s voice was deep as she whispered his name between kisses. He whispered hers in return.
Suddenly he stood up, loosening the rest of his clothing and letting it drop to the floor. Kagome reached behind her to unzip her skirt, letting Inu-Yasha pull it past her knees and off. She was now clothed only in a pair of pale blue panties. He returned to his position next to her, gathering her into his arms and kissing her once again. A familiar scent permeated the air as he once again lay across her, his thigh rubbing the soft mound of her crotch. He could feel the warm wetness growing there and could no longer hold himself back.
He slid her panties off her, making sure his claws didn¹t add to the scratches he could already see on her inner thighs. It was obvious that his transformed self had shown no restraint in its conquest of Kagome. However, now he was careful not to let his nails drag against her tender skin. The panties gone, Inu-Yasha began to kiss and lick his way up her inner thighs until he reached his goal. Kagome¹s body was responding to him, readying itself for their moment of total abandon. He carefully pushed her thighs apart, lowering his face to the growing wetness that was gathering between her legs. He kissed her gently there, allowing his lips and tongue to explore her womanhood. Each movement elicited gasps and moans from Kagome. Her body responded to him. Her hips tilted and lifted to meet him, her hands grasping the bedspread as she writhed in ecstasy. When he felt she was close to fulfillment, he slid his body again upwards, poised on bent elbows and knees so that his manhood was only inches from her.
"Kagome, we don't have to, if you aren’t ready." He reacted in surprise when her fingers dug into his well muscled behind, pulling his hips towards her.
"If I was any more ready, Inu-Yasha..." her voice trailed off as he entered her.
He entered slowly, not wanting to hurt her. He was sure that she would still be tender from his taking her virginity earlier in the day. This was supposed to be special.
Kagome gasped as he filled her, crying out his name as she pulled him deeper into her. Still, he took his time, making sure to cause no pain. When he felt he could go no deeper, he started rocking his hips against her, even though he had no idea what he should do. Whether it was instinct or his body remembering the events of that morning, he didn¹t know. Whatever drove his rhythm was apparently just what Kagome wanted. Her pelvis tilted and her hips rose to meet his, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper. The sensation was beyond description.
He continued rocking against her, feeling her hands traveling up his back to his head. She tangled her fingers in his silvery white hair, pulling his mouth to hers. He kissed her deeply as their bodies worked together in perfect unison. The moment was perfection. How could anything surpass what he was feeling.
A sudden rush of feeling flooded his groin. Inu-Yasha moaned loudly as he felt himself explode into Kagome. She responded with a cry of ecstasy as she climaxed with him. He continued to push into her several more times, feeling her body clench itself around his manhood. On his final push he held himself deep in her, not wanting the moment to end. She clung to him and wrapped her legs around him. He smiled, knowing that he wasn’t the only one who wanted to freeze the moment—even if only for a second. He raised his body up, carefully sliding his member out of her.
The movement brought a shiver of delight to them both. He collapsed next to her, temporarily lacking of breath. They lay next to each other for a few minutes, allowing their breathing to return to normal. Sweat clung to their bodies, highlighting their bare flesh.
He studied her bare form. The dim light in the room now had a reddish hue, indicating that the sun was setting. However, there was still enough light to see her beauty by. Her body was flawless, except for several faint scars. On her left side was the mark left by the centipede demon who had first pulled her from her world into his. On her right arm were the marks left by Kohaku’s blade. Neither detracted from her beauty. If anything, they enhanced it. In addition to her physical appearance, Kagome was a beautiful person on the inside, too. The scars were proof of her personal strength.
Kagome¹s hand lifted and touched his cheek. "I hope I didn't disappoint you, Inu-Yasha."
"What the hell, Kagome. Shit! If anyone should be disappointed, it would be you." He looked into her eyes, studying her expression. "I love you, Inu-Yasha. I think I have from the first moment we met." He gathered her into his arms, nestling her against his bare chest. Their arms and legs tangled together, making it hard to see where one of them ended and the other began. "I love you, Kagome. God, I love you." They lay there together quietly, neither of them wanting to disturb the moment. After a time the room darkened. Still they lay together, murmuring their feelings to each other. The room lightened slightly as the moon rose. It was in its last quarter.
"There will be a new moon in a few more days," he commented, not meaning anything by it. It was simply a statement of fact.
"Good, Inu-Yasha, because I want you to promise me something," Kagome snuggled closer to him.
"Promise something?" Inu-Yasha¹s confusion was obvious by his tone of voice.
"Yes, Inu-Yasha. I want you to promise that you¹ll make love to me the night of the new moon."
That would mean he would be without his youkai powers. He would be nothing more than a normal human.
Transformed, hanyou, human. All these were parts of him. He smiled, realizing what it was that Kagome wanted. She had experienced him two of the three ways. She wanted now to experience him as a human. "Feh! Like you could stop me even if you wanted to, wench." He kissed her tenderly on the forehead. Of course, he would make love to her the night of the new moon. If he had his way, he¹d make love to her every night for the rest of their lives.
Kagome yawned.
"Guess we'd better get some sleep," he whispered. He could feel her wiggle her body closer to his. After only a few moments, he could feel her body relax. She slept in his arms, content with the world. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to sleep.
With her exams finished, Kagome had packed her oversized backpack and returned with Inu-Yasha to the feudal age. They stood next to the well, surprised how normal everything around them looked. The world had continued, its path uninterrupted by their newfound love. He held her to him and kissed her.
"What the?" Shippou jumped onto Inu-Yasha's shoulder, trying to get a closer look. He was greeting with a smack that sent him flying.
"My word, Inu-Yasha. Am I dreaming or are you..." Miroku¹s voice trailed off when he saw the look on the hanyou’s face. "Never mind."
"Well, it's about time is all I can say," Sango chimed in.
"Feh," was the only response they could get from the hanyou.
The companions laughed. Inu-Yasha hefted Kagome¹s backpack onto his back. They headed in the direction of Kaede’s village. Everything might look normal, but he had a feeling his world would never be the same.