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Enamored	By : Maddiesan Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Kouga/Kagome Views: 13037 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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A/N: I LIIIIVE!
Enamored
Chapter 13: Closeness
A warm fog of air wrapped around her neck, forcing her head back. A shiver traveled down her spine, raising goosebumps on the surface of her skin. She arched her back while softness spread in the crook of her neck. A trail of moistness was left behind and she was hopeless to stop the sound of passion that emerged from between her rose petal lips. Fire stretched out in her lungs which left her breathless. She panted, struggling for air, but nothing brought her relief. She bore her neck even more to the sweet feels of a tender mouth, her mind wrapped in a daze. Her entire body was still enveloped in a blanket of sleep, her eyes closed as consciousness was slowly claiming her and pulling her out of her dream.
As her eyes slowly peeked opened, she was left looking down at her chest. There, beneath her covered breasts, was a large hand, palming at her clothed stomach, sending tingles of warmth between her thighs. It was not a dream. However, before the feeling of panic could settle in her chest and overtake the pleasure that had slowly inched itself inside of her, she felt the tip of fangs grazing her skin and this time, there was clear loud moan. She wanted to turn around and tell him this had to stop, but her body was stuck in place, relishing the pleasures he was bestowing upon her. The feel of his large hand, the scent of wood and dirty that coated his skin and oh fuck, the wetness of his lips. He was devouring her neck, forcing her to push her rear into his crotch and sending a tremor of lust through her body. It was new, it was - oh why did it feel so good? She was nothing more than goo in his arms.
Fangs teased her ear, nibbling on the earlobe and tugging on it. Warmth spread between her legs, forcing her to tighten them, rubbing them together as the tension build. A skillful tongue licked the curve and her inner walls clenched at the taunting promises it left behind. Her body was a scorching fire and each of his touches both soothed it and kindle it bigger at the same time. Her head spun, the urge of lust becoming nothing more than an overwhelming feeling taking control of her soul. His scent wrapped around her, subtly showing his manliness and strength. She tried to catch her breath, but all it did was burn her throat while her lips became dry from her panting.
Kagome sucked in a breath while she felt the cold air hit her left shoulder as her kimono was lowered. A tongue lapped at the top of the skin and she trembled in his hold. Wait. Wait. "K-kouga."
A growl resonated in her ears and then, she felt him pull away. His hand left her stomach, warmth escaping her body, and the heat from his whole body pressed so hard against her was also gone. She heard a thump as he probably laid on his back and she took advantage of that moment to regain her breath. How did she let her control slip past her? She had realized that it was not a dream and yet she allowed it to go on. He had kissed her before, taught her a surge of emotion, but it was nothing like this. She - did not feel anything for him. How could her body react like this? Fire spread to her face and she wanted nothing more than to hide herself away. If only the ground could swallow her whole…
And he was not saying anything…
Of course he was not saying anything.
He lost everything.
What was there to say?
It was not like he hurt her and she certainly did not push him away. When she spoke he stopped. Nothing he did was wrong or hurtful… she… no she did not encourage it. She simply ugh. No.
Nothing he did was wrong and honestly, she offered him to share the same sleeping space. He was hurt and he needed someone. He was her someone and she wanted to return the favor. She tried to lessen the blush that adorned her cheeks, but nothing worked. She would have to turn around and look at him. Ignoring him would not work and despite all the shame that swelled in her chest, she did want to know if he was alright. A whole night had passed and perhaps his feelings had worsened. She remained afraid that he might make a bad decision and endanger his life. He could not go after Naraku, no matter how much he might be in. She would not let it happen.
Three, two, one.
And she turned.
As she made it to her side, she found him laying on his back, his hands resting behind his head. His eyes were closed, but she noticed the small flare of his nostrils. He was not asleep and yet part of her did not want to disturb him. Since the loss of his pack, he was restless and now he almost appeared at peace. Instead of speaking, she laid on her arm, watching him, observing the rise of his chest and the slight tremble of his forehead. Her eyes shifted to his lips and she blushed deeper as memories of the previous instant re-flooded her mind. She let him touch her, she let him kiss her. She had heard about the pleasure of the flesh, but this - it had set her whole body on fire.
She loved someone.
She was friends with Kouga.
Fine, so he kissed her.
And she liked it, but -
But, she did not know what to say.
All she knew was that he was not a stranger. And he was not just the guy who saved her. To be completely honest she did not know where that left them and she was not convinced that she wanted to know.
Kouga exhaled loudly, trying to unwind himself. It was better to exhaled than to inhale. Because if he inhaled her sweet, divine scent would bewitch him and he would be a goner again. Although he did not regret tasting her flesh, he never planned for it to take place. He woke up with her sweet body wrapped against his, her back flushed against his chest. When his eyes had flashed open, all he had seen was the sight of her bare neck, waiting for him, calling out to him. He meant to resist, but indulging was so easy. He should have been devastated, but her presence alone gave him strength and he wanted to drink it from the source.
He thought she would push him away, snatch her warmth from him. But she did neither. Instead, she molded to him, giving him more than he asked for. He could have taken her right then. But those little words came out and he listened - even if her scent was saying a completely different thing than her mouth. He did not even know how he managed to tear his body from hers. She was light, kindness and strength and he wanted all of it. And now? Now, she was staring at him while the scent of her arousal kept on growing and teasing him. Why did it not lessen? Why did it insist on torturing him, wrenching his heart out until he felt only pain?
He flashed his eyes opened, but he did not look at her.
"Are you okay?"
He had his tongue lapping at her skin, forcing moans out of her throat, and that was her question? He shifted his hips, hoping to find a position that helped with the pressing need he was dealing with at the moment.
"Yeah," he croaked out.
She wanted to take his pain away, she wanted to talk to him and help him through the process. However, the blushing of her cheeks and the awkward in the air made that situation quite difficult. She exhaled and forced herself to accept a truth; he would not say much. The wound was too fresh. She knew the feeling.
"I lost my father."
The confession was unexpected and he did not even think twice as he turned his head to meet her gaze. Her eyes shone with the tears that coated her iris and he felt a ping in his heart. He did not want her to be sad, he did not want her to suffer and it angered him that she knew the pain of loss. She was too beautiful to be that sad.
"It was a -" She stopped, knowing she could not say the word car. "It was an accident. Someone hm, hit him." That sounded like the worst lie in the world. But he asked no question. He simply kept on staring at her with those blue eyes.
"Mom was pregnant with my little brother and I was young... so we moved in with my grandpa." Too young to have any real memories of him. "My grandpa was a little mad, a bit angry, but he just prayed more. My mom she... she was never mad. Never angry that my dad was gone. She smiled and went on. She accepted it and - no matter how hard it was, she always smiled."
Her mom had such an inner strength that allowed her to take on the biggest challenge, Nothing ever let her down, nothing ever took away who she was. Kagome envied that strength and she wished she could do the same. Lately, she had let the bad take over, looming over her and taking away her happiness.
"She was strong."
A warm hand cupped her cheek. "So are you."
He was close - so close that she did not know when he got so close to her face. She could feel his breath teasing her, closing the distance and she was frozen in place. She was not pulling away, but she was not leaning forward. Her heartbeat hammered, soaring through her chest while she waited with parted lips. She felt him move her head forward, using his grip, and she let him. Plump lips were close to hers and then, they touched her mouth. His fire burned through her and he melted against her. Her lips felt dry against his moistness and her throat clamped up while heat rose to her face.
"Kouga!"
Both were startled, jumping away from each other. Kagome felt the need to melt into the ground and hide herself away from all sight, but Kouga was having a completely other reaction. He was already on his feet, walking in the direction of Ginta.
"What happened?" The strain in his voice let her understand he feared another attack had taken place.
"Kei came back. He's alive - injured, but the bastard's alive."
It was all the words it took for Kouga to bolt out of the den, leaving nothing behind, but a trail of brown dust. Kagome sat up, watching him disappear. Ginta remained behind, a little smirk on his face. If the news of someone making it back was not enough to brighten the day, the situation in which he had found his leader and sister was. There was hope and through the darkness there was light. It did ease the pain in his heart and lessened his concern for his leader. He feared Kouga might do something stupid in retribution and they could not lose him as well. Kagome was a good influence on him.
"Ginta." Kagome looked away from his face, too shameful to share a glance. "Can you help me up?"
She wanted to go? Again, a sense of pride beamed through him; she was a great alpha bitch and she did not even realize it.
He hurried to her side and offered her a hand. Considering everything happening, he did not want to risk leaving his scent all over Kagome. She rapidly took his hands and he pulled her to her feet. She was much better, but her stability and strength could use some work. Knowing that, she linked their arms and leaned on him as she walked. He kept up with her slow pace, leading her out of the cave and near Kouga's location. The entire pack was there, waiting to greet back the individual that managed to survive the massacre. They thought they lost everyone and even a single life meant everything. It also showed their strength.
Meanwhile Kouga was already kneeling by Kei's side. Despite the blood that covered his skin and the injuries covering a major part of his body, he seemed fine. He was breathing and his aura remained strong. Although Kouga was confused; he had not felt anyone. If he had, he would have stayed and helped him.
"Where were you?"
"I remember the attacks - and then I fell unconscious. I woke up under a pile of... bodies."
Kouga swallowed hard and smacked his lips. Perhaps he had missed his faint aura through the panic? Maybe there were a lot of people on top of him. Although that did nothing to ease the guilt that swelled inside of him. He should have known, he should have looked better. He failed him and he failed his pack. He was too hasty and too blinded by his rage that he missed a survivor. It could have been a fatal mistake for Kei.
"Maybe I can help."
He turned his head as he heard Kagome's voice and watched, helpless, while Ginta guided her to Kei. Ginta safely helped Kagome to her knees and then she inched herself closer to the males. "I might be able to heal him." She did not do it on command and it might be a long shot - but she had done it before. She could not bear to stand and watch while Kouga lost someone else. The least she could do was try.
"You ain't even healed yet."
"I'm fine."
She took a deep breath and then hovered her hands above Kei's body who was watching her with an intense gaze. She was about to touch him when she suddenly stopped, her eyes widening. Oh no. Her hands crisped and felt many pairs of eyes on her. "Hm - you hm. We shouldn't do this here. In case - hm my powers go wrong. Maybe in a den? with less people?"
Kouga smelled the hint of deceit, but nodded regardless. "Take him to his den."
He watched as a group of five wolves lifted him from the ground and helped him up and away. They were barely out of hearing range when he felt Kagome's small hand wrap around his arm and tugging him towards her. Their foreheads nearly bumped while he spun around and then he say it; the sadness in her eyes. She knew something.
"Kouga..." She did not even know how to tell him. This was meant to be a good news; she did not want to hurt him further. Plus, this would only fuel his rage and need for vengeance. "He - he has a shard."
"What? Why would he have a shard?"
"It's tainted."
Tainted? What did that even mean? A shard was a shard. There were no different kind of shards. And although he knew she would never speak lies, why would Kei have a shard with him? He just came back from an attack.
How could she tell him how could she explain it to him? "This is what Naraku does."
"The bastard who killed part of my pack gives out shards?" he did not mean to snap, but he did.
Kagome shook her head. "He turns them into puppets." She let out a sigh. "He puts a shard in someone who's near death and he controls them. He takes over their mind and uses them to do whatever he wants."
He held his breath, letting the information sink in. Kei was not Kei; he was that monster's tool. Now he was on the inside and he could do whatever he wanted. He could use Kei to wipe them all out during the night. They would not see it coming; how could they since they trusted him. Near death? Was he going to die without the shard? Probably. Although with it, he was basically dead. He was not himself, he was not Kei. And this was when he had to make a decision. Is this why she was telling him and him alone? He needed to choose if Kei lived despite the fact that he could involuntarily betray them at any moment?
"He'll die."
"What?"
"If you take it out, he'll die?"
Her bottom lip wobbled and she realized this was the question she dreaded. Despite the consequences that came with the truth, she knew she had to tell him. "I think so."
"Can you take it out?"
She frowned; did he not understand what she said? "If I take it out, he will die."
"But can you do it?"
"I'm not killing him."
"If we don't do this, he might kill the entire pack." He did not trust putting surveillance around him. He did not know if Naraku would impact his strength. He could not take a chance; he lost enough people.
There had to be another way because she was not doing this. She understood where he was coming from, but that did not mean she could take someone's life. She could never pull that shard out of him. Even if she saw the pain in Kouga's eyes, even if she understood the risk. It was still a person and she could not kill him with her own hands. No there had to be another option.
"I could - I could purify it."
"What?"
"If I can purify the shard while it's still inside of him, I could severe the connection between Naraku and him."
Darkness united them and light could break them apart. Although, she had never purified a shard that she did not hold in her hands. It did not mean it could not be done. She did manage to heal herself and push Kouga away with her power. There was some strength inside of her. She simply needed to focus on channeling it. She could do it - she could spare Kei's life. She had to because the other option was not a possibility. She could not kill him and she could not watch Kouga do it. Also, she did not want anyone else to die and she could not let Naraku wipe out Kouga's entire pack. Someone had to put a stop to him and his plans.
"Okay."
It was that simple - because he trusted her.
"Let's go." He scooped her in his arms, earning a gasp from her, and sped towards the den.
Kei was laying down on furs, his eyes closed and a hand over his stomach while he groaned out in pain. Kouga put Kagome down in front of him and remained close by. Immediately, she put her hands to his side and tried to feel the shard. She knew it was there, but it was out of grasp. How was she supposed to purify it without feeling it? Maybe if she focused... Frustration rose through her, but she refused to give up. Instead she closed her eyes and focused harder. Her hands began to tremble while her body shook with desperation. Come on. She could do it. It was right there, calling out to her. She was its protector, she should be able to do it.
Then again, she had proven to be quite a useless protector so far.
Moments ticked by until finally, her need created a warmth tingling from her fingers. Except it was doing the opposite of what she wanted. Instead of healing and taking away the darkness, she felt Kei's skin burn under her fingers. Immediately she balled her hands into fists and pushed them towards her chest. Oh no, she made it worse. She did not fix it! Panic washed through her when suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. Kouga. She could feel it was him.
"Ya can do it."
She wanted to argue with him, but instead she kept silent. She felt him use his hand to cover one of hers and he helped her stretch it out again until it was touching Kei's side. She could feel his confidence pulsing through her. She inhaled through her nose and tried again as Kouga kept his hands on her. He believed in her. She almost hurt him with her power, but he believe in it and in her. Where was he getting that trust? When did she ever demonstrate that she could do this? No, she had to let go of all doubt. The shard was right there and she could take Naraku's control away. It was that easy. He could not win again, not after everything he did. She focused harder, allowing Kouga's warmth to surround her.
Then it happened.
A twinge flew from her fingers and suddenly, she felt something dark pushing back against her. Naraku's control was strong, trying to push her out, but she kept forcing her way in. A bright light emerged from her hand and before she was able to stop it, everything collided. Light flew around and Kagome was propelled back, dragging Kouga along with her. They both hit the wall, though the fact that he hit it first protect her. She slammed against his chest and he instinctively wrapped his arms around her body to protect her. Dazed, she blinked a few times while hanging on to his arm for balance as she tried to hold her head up. Despite the shock, she was able to feel one thing; the darkness was gone.
"I did it," she whispered, her own voice too loud for her head.
"What?" His head was resting on hers, while he tried to ignore the stabbing pain coming his back. One of the sharp edges had dug into his back and pierced the skin. Although it would heal, it stung like a fucking bitch.
"I did it. I purified it," she said, joy spreading to her facial features. It might not be much, and it did not mean Kei was actually going to make it, but at least she had given him a fighting chance.
Kouga's own face broke into a grin as he squeezed her a bit tighter, giving her a hug. He knew she could do it; he never doubted her for a second. Kagome was his girl. He chose her because of all of her qualities and she only kept on demonstrating more.
"So he'll live?"
"As long as he has the shard…"
But even a purified shard could have a bad effect on a youkai. Although Kouga had two of them and he was doing fine. Then again, up until the slaughter of his people, she saw no darkness in him. There was a part of him that was hidden, one he never really showered her, but it did not matter. Kouga's heart was pure and everything he did, he did for the right reasons. He never saw malice in his actions. Maybe retribution sometimes, but he never attacked out of place. She could not approve of everything he chose to do, but it did not mean it was wrong. Not everyone lived in her reality.
"So if we take it out?"
"He'll die."
"But Naraku can't control him?"
She shook her head.
"I supposed that's better than nothing." He was not sure he liked this, but at least Kei lived. Plus they might be able to obtain some crucial information from him. He did promise Kagome he would not do anything reckless, but he did not mean that he would drop the whole thing entirely. He would still need to avenge his people eventually and Kei might be the key to doing it.
He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the top of her head. "Thank you."
As she felt his lips on her she suddenly became aware of everyone who surrounded them. Much like always, her face turned a bright red and she remained still, uncertain of how to proceed. Was there even a way to go after this? She did not even know what they were. One thing was clear; Kouga was comfortable with this growing closeness and he was nowhere near the end of it. Every time she was around him, it went up a notch. And yet not a word of complaint escaped her throat. There was something wrong with her was there not? All the feelings she was supposed to have were supposed to be there. Why were they not? It was not that long ago that they pain of betrayal stabbed her through the heart…
She finally let go of Kouga's arm, but did not pull herself away. Not that she could have even if she had wanted to - his grip was tight. But Kouga did sense her discomfort and after a moment, his arms loosened and she pulled away slightly. He was the first to his feet and it took advantage of that to offer her his hand. She took it and he helped her up. Both of them slowly walked in the direction of Kei who remained unconscious, though he was breathing. Kouga was not able to tell if anything was different, but then again he did not have Kagome's powers.
"Will he wake up soon?"
"I'm not sure." She did not have a lot of experience in the matter.
"Keep an eye on him," he ordered two nameless wolves, Kagome did not know. "Just to be safe. And I wanna know as soon as he wakes up. We need to get some info out of him."
In case he did die, despite the shard, he wanted to get as much as he could. He would not let Kei's death be for nothing. For now, they would keep him alive as long as they could. Surely he could live with a shard.
"Kouga, you should eat something." It was Ginta who spoke, concerned eyes examining Kouga's form. Their leader had not eaten since he returned from the devastating finding he made. He also knew he unleashed the beast inside. It took a lot out of him and he appeared quite tired. His priorities had shifted out of focus and someone needed to keep him on track.
"I'm not hungry."
"Ginta's right. You need to eat."
Ginta rose an eyebrow at Kagome's words and held back a smirk. There was no way Kouga was going to say no to her…
"Ya need to eat too," Kouga pointed out.
"So we'll both eat." She ignored the heat rising to her face and grabbed his arm for support. She would not make it out of here by walking on her own. Plus, Ginta was right; Kouga needed food. He helped her and she would help him.
As everywhere expected, Kouga did not put up a fight, he simply let Kagome led him out.
And Ginta could not help but smile.
-E-
The sun grazed the horizon, the night sky filling with darkness and everyone settled back into their own den. Kouga was the only one who remained out. After a quick bite with Kagome, he patrolled the surroundings; he would not let another person sneak up on him again. Plus, he had to keep an eye out in case Kei woke up. Which had yet to happen. But his Kagome said he would wake up and he believed in her - even if he was getting slightly restless. He needed that information, he needed to know there was something out there that could help him defeat that beast - that Naraku. The simple thought of his name brought bile to his throat. He despised him.
"Kouga."
It was soft, nothing more than a whisper, but it was her voice and he heard it.
His steps were scattered and in a rush while he headed to her. She called out to him. She even kept on touching him; the brush of her fingers against his arm, the way she gripped at his skin and that smile. She smiled at him. All that joy, it was all for him. Although it did not take the pain away it did lessen it. Every moment with her was a piece of happiness. And sought all of them all, even forgoing thoughts that were plaguing him. For a moment, any thoughts of Kei left his mind and she became his whole world. He was nearly panting when he reached the den, his heart hammering in his chest.
She was waiting for him, sprawled across the furs and something inside of him ached. This is the sight he wanted to see every day. This was the face he wanted to wake up next to every single morning of his life.
She was it.
"Is everything alright?"
She nodded. "Can you come closer?"
She knew exactly what he was doing; he was letting the pain eat away at him. She could not say that she was doing any better than he was, but at least she could prevent him from destroying himself.
And he obeyed. He strolled deeper into the cave, a tender smile on his lips. She asked for him. She wanted him close to her.
"Sit down." It was not an order, but he listened.
"You need to rest."
"I'm a youkai, I'm strong."
"You need to rest," she repeated.
She did not care how strong he thought he was, or all the responsibilities on his shoulders. For the moment, everyone was safe. "A tired you doesn't help anyone," she pointed out.
She was right, she was always right. He let a sigh slip his lips and then, without her expecting it, he dropped his head to her thighs. They were covered by the furs, but it did not matter; he could still feel the warmth of her skin radiating through them. Her heartbeat raced and he smiled at the reaction. He tilted his head slightly and let his nose bury itself in the crook of her thigh - or as much as he could despite the furs - and he inhaled her sweet scent. As soon as he did so, he felt the spark in her smell. Suddenly, it was a bit spicier and he noticed the rise of her arousal. One mere touch of him and she was aroused. It almost sprung his cock to life. She could not pull away, she could not tell him this was nothing. He needed her like he needed air.
And she had to need him back.
The only reason he allowed his thoughts to wander as much as they had was because she stopped turning him down. She also reacted every time he touched her.
She never told him not to believe this could be a possibility and now he was afraid she might take that dream away from him.
He felt movement and that snapped him out of his thoughts. He felt the tremble of her body and the shake of her hand. What was she trying to do? His question was rapidly answered when she lowered her palm against his head. She was touching him. She initiated the contact! He tried not to get too excited as she gently tangled her fingers with his long locks. Despite the excitement running through his blood, it was soothing. As her fingers massaged his scalp, he found himself relaxing, and enjoying her touch. He closed his eyes and remained as still as possible while she explored.
This was better than any dream he could have imagined.
Kagome was trying to keep her breathing under control while her heart was pressing against her rib cage. This was how she comforted someone; the only way she knew how. Her mother used to do it to her when she was a child. Kouga might show himself as a strong unbreakable man, but she knew there was something else deep under. Although why did she touch him? He was already breaking all the barriers of her bubble and she let him. It was because she was comforting him. It was comfort, nothing else.
But then, why did that feel like a lie?
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