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Sweet Surrender	By : inumom Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 7748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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14. Holiday for String Bikinis

It didn�t take us long to set up our campsite. After all, in over two years we must have done so at least five hundred times. As usual, we didn�t erect a tent--the thick forest canopy would prevent anything but a major storm from reaching us at ground level. While Inuyasha started a fire I set out my sleeping bag, unzipping it completely so that it formed a thick pad twice its usual size. Grabbing my kettle, I headed for the small stream I could hear just a few steps into the woods. Even though it wasn�t dark yet, it was a little late for us to be looking for food in the area--ramen would have to do.
When I returned to the campsite, I found that I was alone. I also learned what my hanyou had packed in his bag. A second sleeping bag, unzipped like the first, would act as a blanket to protect us from the sometimes chilly nights this far up in the hills. As I set the kettle over the fire, a soft rustling in the brush behind me made me turn around. Even though the red fire-rat clothing was familiar, the expression on his face was subtly different than I was used to. Even though he had always exuded a sort of supreme self-confidence, I had always known that much of that was an act, designed to make an enemy think twice about pressing an attack. There was no doubt that he was strong--stronger than most youkai out there, in fact--but I had grown close enough to him to sometimes see the self-doubts and insecurities that had followed his every move for as long as he could remember.
Now they were gone. The confidence I saw in him was genuine, born of the sudden realization that he did indeed have value beyond his fighting ability. It seemed as though he was finally coming to believe what we had been telling him for years: that he was as good or better than the people around him, and that he should learn to trust his finer impulses.
For a few seconds I just stood there and stared. At that moment, all I could think of was that he looked like a god. The little bit of direct sunlight that came through the branches overhead caught and reflected in his hair, almost making him look as though he was surrounded by a halo. His eyes gleamed in the growing shadows as he approached. I smiled. �Well,� I said, �Now I know what was in the second bag.�
�You could have asked, you know.�

The water had started to boil, and I poured it into four ramen cups. While I could only consume one of them myself, he would need his strength for the coming days. �The ramen will be ready in a few minutes. Come on over here and eat.�
His eyes widened as I handed him the three cups of ramen. �Those are all for me?�
�Of course,� I said, resting a hand lightly on his forearm, �I wouldn�t want you to get weak from hunger.�
For a moment, his features took on his trademark smirk. �Weak? Me? Never! But,� he said with something suspiciously like a leer, �I don�t think that three cups of ramen is going to satisfy my hunger.�
I reached for the kettle that still held some hot water. �I could make some more--�
He stopped me with a hand on my wrist. �Maybe it�s not ramen that I�m hungry for.�
�Oh, really?� I stood up, grabbed my bag, and headed to the stream to clean up. Knowing that privacy was guaranteed for the resort�s guests, I stripped down and slipped into the water. A quick wash, and I climbed out onto the bank. Digging through my bag, I grabbed a navy blue thong. Slipping into the tiny scrap of silk, I pulled on the light silk robe I had packed before returning to our campsite.
Although it wasn�t nearly dark yet, we had both had a long day. After making sure that the fire was banked so there would be enough coals left in the morning to make it easy to build up again, I slid between the two unzipped sleeping bags without removing my robe. Smiling in invitation, I held up the top layer.
He didn�t waste any time before sliding into the makeshift bed, pulling me tight against his warmth. I reached up to lightly trace the line of his jaw. �I�m sorry,� I whispered. �I didn�t think. I should have realized that getting here would be so horrible for you.�
�It wasn�t so bad.�
I was getting a little irritated. This was his �it�s just a scratch� mentality all over again. I�d long since given up trying to keep track of all the times he�d had wounds that would have killed a human instantly and passed them off as utterly insignificant. �Why can�t you admit these things to me? You were a little stressed to begin with, and then the train ride made it worse. And don�t even try to tell me that you didn�t mind the helicopter--the noise from the engine was starting to give me a headache, and my ears aren�t anywhere near as sensitive as yours.�
�Okay, the trip was crappy, but this makes it all worth it,� he murmured into my ear.
I shivered, and my reaction reminded me of something I�d often wondered about since we had started to become closer. �I�ve been wondering�.� At his expectant look, I continued, �Remember when I asked you how you learned so much about making love? You told me that you had no actual experience, but that you had watched humans a few times.� He blinked a few times in confusion, but I had gone too far to stop mow. �So how on earth did you get so good at it?�
I could see him thinking about exactly how to explain what he had been thinking. He frowned thoughtfully, the hand he had wrapped around my shoulder lightly stroking my neck and shoulder through the thin fabric of my robe. Finally, he shrugged as well as he could in that position. �I paid attention,� he said. �How hard would it be to remember what makes your mate scream with pleasure?�
The memory of my mate writhing and howling beneath me as I rocked my hips against him, slowly teasing him to a shattering release in the predawn darkness, came to me then, and I nodded. It had certainly made an impression on me! �I think I see what you mean. So,� I said, gesturing around at the silent forest, �How do you like it?�
He glanced around the small clearing, inhaling deeply. �It looks a lot like home,� he said, �But it still smells a little like your city.�
�But it�s okay, isn�t it? You don�t mind being here?� After all this time, I was starting to get uncertain.
He pulled me tighter against his body, and I could feel his body heat seeping through both his clothes and my robe. �Why the hell would I mind?� he smirked. �We have five days of privacy, a bag full of ramen, and each other--what else do we need?�
Although I was crushed against his chest, I reached for him, fumbling for the ties that held his clothing closed. �Good point,� I murmured. He didn�t protest as I removed his haori and kimono, but grabbed my hands in his own when I reached for the ties to his hakama.
�No, you don�t,� he grinned. �My turn.� Throwing back the upper sleeping bag, he moved slowly down my body, hands lightly touching me through the thin silk of my robe. As he made his way down to the tie, he pulled the slip knot loose, opening the light fabric to expose almost all of my body to his heated gaze. �So beautiful�.� he murmured.
Beginning at my left ear, he slowly kissed and nibbled his way down my body, pausing here and there to give some of his favorite areas a little extra attention. He ran the tips of his claws across my burning skin, causing me to shiver with anticipation. As he worked his way slowly down my body, I could feel myself beginning to lose control, moaning and gasping at the sensations he had awakened in me. I moved restlessly, pushing myself harder against his lips and hands as he laughed softly, his warm breath tickling my skin. �Eager, aren�t you?� he whispered.
I couldn�t think clearly any more, my breath coming in shallow pants. Clearly, he was enjoying what he was forcing my inexperienced body to feel. Continuing his leisurely assault, he brushed his lips across the skin of my stomach, pausing only briefly when he reached the top of the thong I�d chosen. He tightened his grip on my thighs momentarily and sniffed deeply through the thin fabric before locking his formidable fangs into the material and jerking his head, tearing the garment from my body.
Gasping at the feeling of his breath at the juncture of my thighs, I could do nothing more than wait for what I knew was coming. He knew what I was waiting for, because he simply looked at me for a long moment before leaning forward for the long, slow lick that pushed me over the edge. I stiffened in his grasp, screaming out his name in my release, but he only paused briefly before repeating the caress again, and again, and again.
I had barely registered the fact of my release before he was slowly building me to yet another shattering climax. Still he continued, while I could do nothing but writhe in his tight grip, crying out at the unbelievably intense pleasure he continued to provide. I lost all sense of time and place, aware of nothing but the sensations burning through me. Finally, after some nameless amount of time, I shrieked from the depths of my soul as he knelt between my thighs, pushing forward to seat himself firmly within me.
I clutched at his shoulders as he set a frantic pace, pounding in and out as though his life depended on it. Somehow I forced my eyes to focus, taking in his impossible beauty as he furiously drove us both to an enormous screaming climax. Still, he wasn�t finished yet. Sweat dripping from his nose and chin as he labored above me, he was determined to outdo his finest efforts so far. His breath was coming in hoarse, grunting gasps, and I knew that he was building to yet another huge release. As his eyes began to roll up in his head, I clenched my inner muscles around his pounding flesh, watching as his mouth dropped open as he climaxed again with a hoarse shout before collapsing at my side.
It was, I thought, going to be a very long five days.
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