Overcoming Adversity | By : choukitsune Category: InuYasha > General Views: 5507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Glad you guys liked the last two chapters! Thank you very much for your kind reviews. Sess was chapter 13 btw, He got his own chapter. Chapter 14 was an idea I got after so many seemed to like what I did. We’ll return to the usual format for a bit. This chapter is going to be a bit fluffy..after so much fighting, I feel its needed. Lime and lemon content below. I promise I’ll begin chapter 16 right now while I have time. Sorry for the long wait. Website will be updated the morning of the 18th now that I know what I'm doing.
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Kagome stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection as she brushed the remaining tangles from her waist length dark hair. All while she had studied and worked out the last problems of her homework that morning, her mind had been on one thing…the mysterious black-haired boy that leapt from the tree and took off running from the shrine. The resemblance to Inuyasha was uncanny, but it seemed impossible. His hair was naturally white, and there was no way he would ever dye it black…
And it was doubtful that he would wear a black wig just to sneak onto her property. A wig would not disguise or protect him from the wards and talismans that guarded the shrine from evil spirits and youkai.
Unless…he had found some other way to bypass them. None of the possibilities relieved her worries. Either she had some tall, dark, and handsome human stalker, or Inuyasha discovered a way past the protection field. If he found a way around them, other demons could, which meant trouble for her family.
She would just have to ask him. If there was a stalker, Inuyasha would be able to confirm it by sniffing out his scent. If it was him…well..he had some serious explaining to do!
“Kagome, you’ll be late for school!” Mrs. Higurashi called up the stairs to her daughter.
“Coming, Mother!” The girl placed the brush on the vanity stand, grabbed her backpack and shrugged it onto her shoulders, and darted down the steps. “Bye, Mom!”
“Don’t forget your lunch,” she was reminded. Kagome doubled back, procured the sack containing her lunch, then returned to the door again.
“Thanks, Mom. I’ll be home late today, Inuyasha has a game.”
“I’ll see you later this evening then, dear. Have fun.”
“I will!”
The usual sprint down the steps, and away from the shrine carried her past several yards of warded land. As she reached the edge of the warded territory, she found Inuyasha casually leaning against an unprotected tree, a grimace set deeply on his face. “Bout time you got here. Let’s go, or we’ll be late,” he grumbled, grabbing her arm.
Kagome tugged away from him, determined to get answers. If she allowed him to drag her off to school now, she wouldn’t be able to speak to him privately until lunch at the very earliest. “A few minutes won’t hurt, Inuyasha. I need to speak to you.”
The glittering amber jewels narrowed, no longer hidden by the dull brown contacts that had shielded their true color from the world. A little coercion from Kagome had been enough to convince him that the well guarded secret would not be spoiled. In fact, when he left his contacts off, that was when people commented that he must be wearing colored lenses. Funny, how people mistook the true color of his irises as false, and the fake color as real.
“Yeah? Well spill it then.”
How to approach this…? Kagome wondered. The school girl swallowed, and walked forward a few steps, Inuyasha at her side watching her intently, his eyes taking on a gradually concerned look. “I saw you this morning,” she then blurted out. It was an risky and uncertain thing to say, considering she wasn’t even positive if it was him, and if it was, how he had managed such a feat as to sneak onto the well-protected and holy ground.
Inuyasha said absolutely nothing. His eyes looked forward, completely avoiding Kagome’s face now. He may as well have been caught in a lie, which was what it felt like. Any moment now, she would accuse him of disrespecting her privacy, although he had taken care on both occasions to avoid seeing anything that would make either of them blush. Inuyasha drew in a breath, slowly releasing it and slumping his shoulders. “Yeah…ya did.”
“And?” It was the most intelligent thing that could have passed through her lips. She hadn’t expected her hunch to be correct, and if anything, thought he would demand to know what the hell she was talking about, then she would explain that some boy had been watching her, and together they would search the property (after she removed the holy tags, of course) for signs of an intruder.
“Andre are ain’t nothing else about it!” he snarled, becoming defensive. While there were a dozen other things the hanyou could have said to ease her mind, and certainly make himself look better, he chose aggression to avoid embarrassing himself.
“Yes, there is! Inuyasha, if you can sneak onto the property, what’s to keep other youkai from doing it! Why didn’t you tell Miroku the tags were losing their effectiveness?” What she would give for a giant newspaper to swap that bad puppy’s nose!
The hanyou blinked, his eyes shifting until he glanced at her out of their corners. “That’s because they haven’t lost their effectiveness. I was human this morning.” The youth sweat dropped, wondering just how much Kagome knew, and what he had inadvertently blurted out to her. Damnit she always sticks her nose in everything!
“What?” The young miko’s eyes widened, and she turned to him completely to tug at his scarf, her intentions of revealing his doggy ears foiled as he leapt back several paces, putting distance between them. “You never told me you can change before!”
“I can’t do it whenever I want to!” he yelled back at her. “It’s only once a month, every new moon.” And then, the hanyou verbally planted his foot firmly in his mouth. “Why the hell would I willingly choose to be a human?”
Kagome’s lunch made contact with his head, before he saw the small package coming at him. The sharp corner of the box struck one of his ears, and he rubbed the smarting and sensitive furry triangle, glaring angrily at her.
“What the hell was that for?!”
“For being a jerk.” Not at all apologetic, Kagome stomped off towards the direction of the school, ignoring the trailing silver-haired boy for the duration of the walk. Not only had he kept an important secret from her, when she had considered what they had to be a very close friendship, but he looked down on humans as well, which also meant he looked down on her!
“Kagome,” he growled, closing in the distance.
“Leave me alone, Inuyasha. I don’t want to speak to you right now.” She crossed the schoolyard to where her three friends chatted nearby, and the group of four entered the building without so much as a backwards glance his direction.
Inuyasha growled lowly and watched. The moment the coast was clear, and no one could witness his inhuman feat, the half demon leapt away from the school, too frustrated to be pent up inside the building.
***
Sango could hardly contain her joy when Miroku pulled up into her family’s driveway. Like her, he appeared exhausted as if he went without rest, and there was no doubt in her mind that he had gone without rest. He had told her his father overworked him, and pushed him to his limits when it came to training. The elder priest who had been studying the holy magic for many long years, expected no less of his son, and desired nothing short of perfection in the art.
He waved tiredly to her from the driver’s seat, half slumped behind the wheel. While he had gone to bed invigorated, he had awakened sore, stiffened, and drained. There was no possible way he could play in tonight’s game, the coach would bench him for sure.
Sango tossed her backpack into the rear of the car then slid into the passenger seat, tugging on her safety belt. Eyeing the rundown condition of her boyfriend, she felt guilty for her recent behavior. She had allowed jealousy of his ability, and that of her friends cloud her judgment. How many times over the course of the past two months had he all but cried out for her attention. They had nearly drifted apart on several occasions, reunited only by a common goal and interest to see things through with Kagome. With exception to Sango, all of them were connected by ability. Miroku had his holy power, Inuyasha his demon power, and Kagome’s purifying magic and spells.
“I’m sorry.”
“What for, Sango?” Miroku hit the reverse, and the car smoothly slid from the driveway, where it soon made its usual morning course for the school.
“For neglecting you lately. I’ve treated you badly,” she admitted, strangely tempted to touch the young monk in training. She was forced to restrain herself while he drove and kept his attention on the road, her hands placed on her lap.
“You’ve done no such thing, Sango,” he lied easily enough. He wasn’t nearly as much of a jerk as people had come to believe, and could see without any difficulty that her concern and regret were genuine. Neither of them would gain anything in making her feel worse, giving his small, white lie good cause.
“I have!” the girl insisted, turning in the seat so that she could stare his direction. “I’ve been unfair to you. I know that now.” When Miroku turned on his right turn signal, impulsiveness tickled Sango’s fingers. Before he could respond, or stop her, she reached up and turned it to a left signal.
Miroku blinked at her, reaching to return the signal to its former place, but was stopped by the gentle pressure of his girlfriend’s fingertips against the top of his hand. “Sango?” he questioned nervously. “Did you forget the way to school?”
“No.” Before he could protest it, Sango had leaned close enough to brush her lips against his cheek, moving until her breath tickled his ear. “Let’s skip school, Miroku.”
“I’ll miss the game,” he pointed out.
“The coach wouldn’t let you play anyway. Not the way you look. I don’t feel like going to school today.” She sank against the cushion of her car seat, a soft smile remained on her lips, one that didn’t quite touch her eyes.
Miroku had seen enough of Sango’s smiles to know when one was forced. Without questioning further he made a left turn, his car carrying the pair far away from their high school.
***
Kagome noticed at lunch that everyone but her seemed to be absent from the cafeteria. Normally, Inuyasha showed up to whisk her away to meet with Miroku and Sango, but the hanyou appeared to be nowhere in sight. Neither were her cousin and the priest in training.
“Are you looking for your boyfriend?” Eri asked in a whisper, keeping her voice low to avoid Yuka or Ayumi picking up the topic of conversation.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” the miko hissed back between clenched teeth. She and Inuyasha had never become official, not that she would have minded him accepting her in a committed relationship. She didn’t know if he was nervous, or just stubborn, but whatever it was, it prevented them from moving past the ‘friendship’ stage of their relationship. Just thinking about how he seemed to enjoy leading her along made Kagome fume, and in a much louder voice, she then proclaimed, “I don’t care if I ever Inuyasha again!”
“Good!” Yuka cheered for her. “He wasn’t anything but trouble for you, Kagome.”
“The jealous jerk,” Ayumi agreed.
The urge to defend the hanyou she had just insulted and declared no desire to see again, swelled. Kagome was forced to bite her tongue, simply nodding her head dumbly in response to her friend’s disapproval of Inuyasha’s behavior. He was a jealous jerk most of the time.
“Oh, good afternoon, Hojou-kun!” Yuka called out to the boy that approached their lunch table.
Kagome could have ripped out her hair at that moment. She forced away the grimace that surfaced upon her features, then turned to flash a bright smile to her young former-suitor as he greeted each of the four girls.
“I overheard when I was passing by to return to my table.. I’m sorry that things didn’t work out with Inuyasha, Kagome…”
If ever there was a moment that she heard obviously false sincerity, it was then. While Hojou was genuinely kind, caring, and sweet-tempered, she knew there wasn’t an ounce of him that regretted she had any sort of fall out with her silver-haired friend. “Oh, that’s nice of you, Hojou-kun.”
“And I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime, maybe this weekend. It might help you get him off your mind.”
That wasn’t such a bad idea. Before an affirmative response could pass beyond Kagome’s lips, the low growl of a predatory animal caused her to freeze. Yuka gasped, and Ayumi scattered to the side to narrowly avoid being shoved out of Inuyasha’s way. The slender upper arm of her right limb was taken in the firm grip of his hand, and possessively, she was crushed against Inuyasha’s side.
“Stick your nose in our business one more time and see if I don’t cut it off,” he threatened, while Kagome’s two friends watched in horror. In fact, their half of the lunch room had come to a screeching halt.
“You big bully! Leave Hojou-kun alone, Kagome was going to agree to go out with him of her own free will!”
“You’re just a big and violent, jealous jerk!” Ayumi agreed with her friend.
“Guys--”
Kagome was interrupted by Inuyasha’s snarl, and the pressure of the pads of his fingers digging into her skin. The hanyou could hardly restrain himself, struggling against the rage of not only hearing her friends badmouth him, but this punk trying to move in on his woman no more than a handful of hours after their argument split them.
Hojou appeared ready to verbally defend his right to woo Kagome, but Eri maneuvered herself between Inuyasha and the brown-haired boy. “Hojou-kun, I think you should leave.”
The schoolboy’s mouth opened and closed soundlessly. The words heiredired to say were far from gentlemanly, and his silence would only prove he was the better man. Quietly, Hojou did turn, and strode off to return to his table.
Kagome whirled around to face Inuyasha, struggling to snatch her arm free of his grip, which she found herself unable to do. It was like a vice, clamping her three inches above the w inw in an unbreakable hold. “What are you doing here? Everyone says you never came to any of your classes.”
“I didn‘t,” he responded gruffly, drawing her near the exit.
“Where are we going?”
“Away from the school,” he responded. Apparently, she had no say in the matter, and to avoid making another scene similar to the one in the cafeteria, Kagome went along with him until they had left the school premises. When Inuyasha finally stopped, less than a block away and in a more secluded area, he offered his back to her.
“We really shouldn‘t skip the rest of our classes, Inuyasha.”
“Feh. Quit bitchin about everything and just get on.”
The girl blinked, clenching both fists and turning her head. There was no way in hell she‘d go anywhere with him now. “No! I want to know what‘s going on right now or we‘re not going anywhere.”
He turned on her, lifting one dark brow beneath the silvery fringe of his thick bangs. “Really?” So his bitch was challenging him.
“Really!” Kagome sobered her expression and stared back at him, every bit as serious.
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“Inuyasha! Put me down!” she yelled as they soared from rooftop to rooftop. The wind fluttered under her uniform, breezing her panty clad bottom beneath the short sailor skirt. Kagome screamed again as he leapt over a passing subway train, then clenched her eyes tightly shut.
He had not ever taken this route with her before, during any of their rides. In fact, she was certain he was showing off on purpose for some reason, seemingly to impress her. Were it not for his speed, she would be concerned that someone would sight them, and see the boy in the black uniform with a girl in white and green slung over his shoulder, pristine white panties in full view.
“I can put you down from here,” he threatened. Kagome abruptly quieted, and he was able to complete his travel in silence.
He didn‘t stop for what seemed like an hour, although the clock lightning a nearby store sign proved only fifteen minutes had passed. The only other time Kagome had seen Tokyo‘s scenery whiz past her so quickly was during the rides on the subway, and this was much better by far. Not only was it free, but there were no stops!
Finally, she‘s stopped complaining and screaming. “You ready to ride the right way now?” Inuyasha asked, coming to a stop at the roof of the tallest building in the area. He didn’t set her down, nor did he loosen his grip of her.
His words brought a rush of embarrassed heat to her cheeks, and unfortunately, between her thighs as well. The position of her body was sprawled across her shoulder, so that her eyes could see nothing more then his silver mane and ass, and an upside down view of everything to the left and right. Aside from the obvious, another conflict emerged.
Inuyasha sniffed. He had chosen to throw her over his shoulder, rather than carry her bridal style, since she had put up such a fuss, but now, it didn‘t seem like such a bright idea. This had placed her bottom dangerously close to him, and nothing separated his acute sense of smell from the scent of her feminine moisture but a thin pair of cotton panties…which he had seen quite a bit of during a particularly long descent from a twenty story building to a five story construction nearby.
He inhaled in that scent again, discreetly sucking in more air through his nose. It was the best smell in the world, and he was quite proud that he caused it. It gave him satisfaction that his little innuendo received the proper reaction. Arousal.
“Inuyasha?” Kagome asked.
“What?”
“You can set me down. We‘re like two dozen stories up, I‘m not going to jump down or anything.”
Good point. He knew that he should and could put her down right then, however, he simply didn‘t want to. The scent of her arousal and sexual excitement tempted him, and he inhaled more deep breaths, filling his nostrils with the heavenly smell.
“Inuyasha?”
Sniff, sniff, deep inhale. He could feel the front of his pants tightening already, and if he continued his current behavior, he would soon be sporting a painfully obvious erection. “Fine.” Inuyasha slid Kagome to her feet, then stepped back and folded his arms, turning away, for good reason. He wasn‘t exactly sure she would be able to see the minor tenting along his crotch, but he had no intention of putting it to the test either. “I wanted to talk.”
“We could have talked at school. Oh no…I’m going to miss the test in Tokashi-sensei’s class,” Kagome groaned out loud, shoulders slumping as she shot him a glare. “You’ll miss your game today.”
“I don’t really care about the game that much. It’s only one, and the team doesn’t really need me that bad. Miroku’ll be there to pick up the slack.” Damnit, not now. Shit. Go down, he urged his own cock, finding that it had now been blessed with a mind of its own, and only became fuller and thicker with each passing second, the air heavy with Kagome’s smell.
There was silence from the girl, and Inuyasha peered at her from the corner of his eyes, barely able to see past his own thick mane of silver hair. He could hardly see her blurred outline, but he knew just what she was doing…arms folded over her chest, with one foot tapping on the ground angrily. “You could at least look at me, after you dragged me to the top of a multistory building, you jerk!”
“Kagome--” he began.
She stormed around to face him, and there was nothing Inuyasha could do to avoid it, save turn his back to her again and risk further angering her and creating even more suspicion. “Inuyasha…”
hanyhanyou slowly raised his eyes to Kagome’s face, her own dark slate gray orbs wide as saucers. Apparently, it was every bit as obvious as he had believed, and bulged out the front of his uniform pants, uncomfortably tight and straining against material. Only one thing came to mind for him to say in his defense: “This isn’t what I wanted to talk about.”
Kagome was speechless. Her mouth had gone dry, and she quickly averted her gaze away from the well-developed lump that Inuyasha had tried to conceal from her. There really was nothing that she could say in this instance, that would ease the discomfort from the situation. “What did you want to talk about?” she asked, her voice several tones too high. A deep blush settled on her cheeks, her gaze remaining locked on his golden eyes to save any further embarrassment.
Great. I can’t talk about that either without sounding like a total pervert. Yeah, I’ll tell her I like her and want to be with her, with my dick practically shoved in her face. That thought didn’t alleviate the pressure any more. In fact, it seemed to worsen it. Oh, what he would have given for just one moment to reach in his pants and adjust himself just a little.
“Well?” Kagome’s cheeks were still hot with embarrassment, although she imagined Inuyasha had to feel much worse about it than she did.
Inuyasha cleared his throat a bit, the sound suspiciously seeming more like a growl than anything else. The hanyou folded his arms over his chest and gazed out over the scenery of Tokyo and the nearby buildings surrounding them, unable to look her in the face any longer while such perverted thoughts ran rampant through his mind. I‘ll just start somewhere else. “I should have told you that I’m human once a month. And I shouldn’t have come to the shrine without telling you.”
I suppose that’s as close to an apology from Inuyasha that I’ll get right now. Kagome nodded, smiling faintly. “Just forget about it. I know why you rushed home now. You didn’t want anybody to see it happen.”
“Yeah…”
The touch of soft fingertips pressed against Inuyasha’s cheek, forcing him to gaze forward again. Kagome moved closer to him, ignoring the warmth of her own face. “Don’t look away from me, Inuyasha. It’s nothing to feel bad about.”
You don’t know what I’m thinking right now, Kagome. Visions of Kagome on her hands and knees, ass raised and slender thighs before him sent another heated wave of lust through his loins. He almost groaned right then, pressing his fangs against the flesh of his lower lip.t ist is,” he assured her, managing not to smirk as he dropped his arms to his sides.
“It’s not,” she whispered, despite her own blushing face. Cupping her palm against his cheek, the tip of her index finger traced his jaw line. “Is it because of something I did?” she asked impulsively. The tingling spot between her thighs grew even more humid, slick with excited moisture that dampened the thin layer of cotton. He actually wanted her, he did like her that much, and he did enough to admit it.
Kagome nearly threw herself against his torso. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, fingers tangling in the silken mane of silver waves that flowed down his back from beneath the crimson scarf. Her lips pressed gently against his mouth, chastely at first. The innocence of the kiss was quickly destroyed, her lips parted by Inuyasha’s eager tongue, its tip gently probing forward to taste the sweetness of her mouth.
Caught off guard by the sudden embrace, especially the kiss that was planted upon his lips, Inuyasha stood stock still, unsure of what to do with his own hands. He longed to touch her, but when he did, there was no guarantee that his fingers wouldn’t wander. And right now, the only thing he wanted to do was to lift her skirt and plunder the warmth he knew her panties concealed.
She tilted her head, eyes closed, body snuggled firmly against his chest. Almost every inch of the fronts of their bodies made contact, as proven by the heaving of her chest, which rose and fell with each excited breath and brought her breasts against Inuyasha’s developed chest.
That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. His arms wrapped around her tiny waist, crushing her slender form completely against his body, pelvis pressed against the erection that she inspired. Kagome’s eyes flew wide open, she froze, then slowly settled back into the heat of the moment.
It’s so hard… “Mmm..Inuyasha…”
The passionate tone of her voice brought a responding growl from him, the sound reverberating in his throat. He couldn’t help himself, and the palms of his hands slid downwards, flowing over her round bottom, then sliding upward beneath the short pleated skirt. Lingering there, his ears raised beneath the scarf, listening for even the most muted murmur of refusal. When he heard nothing but her passionate moan, his fingers caressed the plump flesh, gradually spreading her legs further apart.
“You trust me, don’t you Kagome?” he whispered, his voice husky and thick against her ear. Her eyes were once again closed and showed no sign of opening again.
“Mmm…”
“Yes, or no…” he requested again. “I want to do something…” His fingers froze just at the crease of her thigh, hooked beneath the crotch of her underwear.
“Yes…”
As much as it pained him to, he removed his fingers, taking both hands from her rear and bringing them to the front of his shirt. Unbuttoning the top of his uniform he took it off to lay on the rooftop. He could see Kagome’s questioning gaze, and ignored the raised eyebrow she gave him, deciding to let his actions speak rather than words.
The hanyou swept her into his arms and laid her down on her back beside she could protest or ask what his intentions were. He left her small ass slightly raised, and had settled on his hands and knees between her thighs before her bangs could even settle from the movement that placed her there.
Kagome’s breath caught in her throat as she watched him peel down her panties, slowly rolling them down her parted thighs. It didn’t take a genius to know what he meant to do, and the expectation of such an act aroused her even more.
Inuyasha leaned forward on his hands, inhaling deeply, the scent of her feminine moisture and arousal bringing a groan of pleasure from him. His nose touched her slick folds, tongue darting forward to lap at the slick pink flesh nestled between her spread thighs. Hungrily, he lapped at herarlyarly devouring the delicate folds of her slit, until his tongue rolled upwards and brushed her sensitive nub. Kagome shuddered, writhing against the ground, practically squirming off of the shirt that was her only cushion from the ground.
To tease her, he paused only briefly, removing his mouth from her glistening slit to gaze at her pleasured features. Her eyes were clenched tightly shut, body stiff and cord tight. Her chest heaved, rising rapidly up and down each time a soft breathy whimper escaped her lips. “Beautiful..” he murmured, licking his own lips before diving his tongue into her again. He assaulted her slit with a series of tongue strokes, before roughly lapping his tongue like an excited animal at the tender pearl above her entrance. Each delighted shiver that she gave only encouraged the hanyou more until he concentrated his licks to that one little spot.
Kagome’s breath quickened, a lot whine at the back of her throat building to a whimper. “Inu…Inuyasha…I….Inuyasha!”
The muscles tightened, then spasmed to release the flow of her feminine fluids, a slight trickle of translucent fluid that was immediately lapped up. Her muscles twitched, the aching alleviated by a rush of pleasure that seemed to rush to every inch of Kagome’s body. The cry of his name was music to his ears, which rose as high as this headscarf would allow.
Inuyasha sat back on his haunches and watched her recover, her breath slowly steadying. I can’t believe she let me do that. It would be a lie to say he didn’t want to do more to the girl that lay half naked, exposed from the waist down in front of him, but there was something about Kagome that made him want to wait. Take it slow. He didn’t want to rush her, not for something that petty and small. He wouldn’t explode although he was positive it would feel as if he would later.
“Inuyasha…that was…that was incredible.” Kagome sat up, cheeks still flushed rosy pink, although it was impossible to tell if it was from the pleasure, or the act itself and that that he had seen her most private areas,
He shrugged lightly. “It was nothing. Figured if I was gonna ever do it, may as well be someone I…” Love. “Care about.”
Her dark brows slid upwards until they were hidden beneath the thick fringe of her black bangs. “Oh.” Progress at last. “I abo about you too, Inuyasha.”
One would think that the pair would move on past their shyness, especially after the intimate moment they had just shared, but the passionate event only served to tie Kagome’s tongue even more.
Inuyasha licked his lips again, then glanced away. “I don’t want anybody else to be with you.” If anyone else touches her, I’ll kill ‘em. he thought. He had staked his claim fair and square. The courage of his thoughts didn’t quite filter into his spoken words, however, and he then half inquired. “You’re mine now?”
Yes! her inner voice squealed. Kagome nodded dumbly, and was drawn into the relieved half demon’s embrace. He nuzzled her neck, and inhaled the scent of her body.
When Kagome drew away from him, breaking the contact between their bodies, Inuyasha’s puzzled amber eyes filled with a hurt that lasted no longer than it took for him to blink. While she had separated from him, it was not for the reason he mistook it for. The contact between them returnedr har hands at the front of his pants, struggling against the catch that kept them closed. The rigid shaft of his cock felt odd beneath her fingertips, trapped between cotton and fabric that prevented skin to skin contact.
He was too shocked to offer her help. He had fallen back to sit on his haunches, cock throbbing painfully inside his pants, relieved as she drew open the front and allowed his thick manhood to spring free from the constraints of his boxers.
Kagome’s face instantly lit afire. Her eyes, large as marbles, stared down at his shaft, and what she had intended to do suddenly seemed silly. I can’t get that in my mouth! This wasn’t exactly the time to be bashful, but she felt like a fool for thinking she could return the favor, when she didn’t even think she could wrap her lips around him. He would think her an inexperienced little dolt, and her hesitation and confusion would probably send him laughing away.
he ghe girl glanced up from the veiny object, too scared to touch it, and too mortified by her discovery to speak.
Her expression couldn’t be ignored. Inuyasha swallowed, and forced out his words. “It’s fine. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Not only could he see it in her face, but he could smell the faintest hint of fear integrated into her natural scent. The last thing he wanted was for her to perform such an intimate act out of obligation, if she truly didn’t want to.
Inuyasha began to shove himself back into his boxers, before he could completely conceal his lengthy erection, Kagome‘s hands touched his wrist, a silent plea for him to halt. “I want to. I just…” Kagome’s face turned a brilliant shade of tomato red. “It’s so big,” she then whispered. “You think I’m an idiot, don’t you? You‘ve probably done this all these times and I‘m just--”
Inuyasha shook his head. “Never.”
“But you…you were so good.”
A boyish grin spread over his face, filled with pride and the usual arrogance that Kagome was quite used to seeing. It was his after-the-game face. The expression that he and Miroku both sported after every winning game…which was every game that they were on the field. “I just did what I wanted. No big deal.”
“Did what you wanted?” she repeated, staring into his eyes. Her gaze lowered, sweeping over his chest, down lower and coming to a rest upon the protrusion of his manhood. Kagome licked her lips, moistening them, and stared at Inuyasha’s cock.
There was no way in hell she could fit all of it into her mouth, but damned if she wouldn’t try. She flexed her jaw, then opened her mouth wide, feeling awkward as she lowered her head until her lips meth tth the smooth tip of his shaft.
It certainly looked easy in the hentai videos she and Sango giggled at all the time, but in real life, it was hard! With her tongue pressed firmly against the underside of his cock, she tried to slide her mouth downward even more, adjusting the position of her teeth until more room was made, permitting entrance of his shaft to the halfway mark. Progress came to a halt right there, as she found she was unable to continue without the thick tip triggering her gag reflex.
Her eyes raised to the face of her young lover to find his eyes shut tight. He sat tensely in front of her, breathing deep and heavy, becoming even more erratic each time she slid her mouth down. Her tongue licked at the underside, forced to drag across the sensitive flesh of his cock, the smooth skin wetly gleaming as she slid her lips to the very tip. The salty taste of precum touched her tongue, each beading droplet eagerly licked away.
Damn, she learns fast, Inuyasha thought. He was forced to restrain himself, his loins aching, balls tight with need. It was a struggle not to thrust into her mouth, something he knew could possibly frighten her, if not insult her when she was still exploring.
As if sensing his thoughts, Kagome lifted her mouth from him briefly, and Inuyasha opened his eyes to look down at her.
“Is it okay?”
“Fine,” he growled out.
Her mouth descended again, lovingly tasting and lapping at the droplets of his essence. Inuyasha threw his head back, panting when she began to take as much of him into her mouth as she could.
Like before, the full length couldn’t fit, but she worked with what she was able, wetly suckling the wide girth, swiveling her mouth up and down and relishing every moan that she earned.
“Kagome…” His voice was broken and thick with need. He tried to warn her, unable to hold back the rush of semen that flooded her mouth, spurting from the tip of his dick. “Uuuugh….” Inuyasha fell flat to his back, and gazed up at the rolling clouds through half lidded eyes.
Oh, no, what do I do with it? A mouthful of hot, salty cum prevented her from speaking. The unladylike thing to do would have been to spit it out, on either the roof or over the edge of the roof, however…
She forced it down, neither liking nor disliking the taste. He had licked her, and swallowed every drop of her own juices, apparently enjoying it. It was only fair to completely return the favor and not spit out his.
Kagome crawled over to the sated half demon, then curled up against his side, resting her head against his shoulder. “This means we’re official?”
“Damned right.”
***
Despite the increasing soreness of her thigh muscles, Sango lifted and raised herself at even faster speeds, refusing to relinquish the control of top position. Leaning forward, she braced herself with both hands against Miroku’s chest, grinding down low and bouncing eagerly to provide him pleasure with each generous roll of her hips.
“Faster,” she demanded breathlessly, barely with enough air in her lungs to make her orders audible.
Miroku complied, bucking his hips for all that he was worth. His shaft slid into her moist folds, parting her and spearing into the depths of her woman hood with every bounce of her body. Her slight weight was easy to move, despite the aching of his joints and body, nothing could have driven him to deny her the close intimacy they now shared.
ad cad come as a surprise, when she asked to go on a hike, claiming it to be the only reason she desired to skip school. Fresh air.
As fast as she was breathing now, she was getting plenty of fresh air, so that wasn’t exactly a lie. They had spent the last hour tumbling in the grass together, thrusting and moaning out their passions. It hadn’t been too long after they arrived, that she jumped him, and began tugging at his clothes. Confused, he had done as told, stripped naked in the middle of the forest while she examined him.
It had been a while since she appreciated his nude form, and it worried her to see him marred with so many bruises, many from the rough sport of the football games, and others from the intense training that his father subjected him to.
Despite his throbbing body, he had quickly rose to the occasion the moment she touched the fastening of her pleated skirt. After going so long without her, he wouldn’t have left a crippled limb stop him.
“Let me hear you, Sango,” he murmured up to her. pac pace slowed, but the force of his thrusts intensified, pounding into her with as much force as the strength of his legs and hips allowed. “So wet…mm…so tight...let me hear your pleasure.”
“Mi…roku…aaaaah…deeper!”
He took a hold of her thighs, drawing in deep and ragged breaths. He was hardly able to hold on, uncertain of how much longer he could last before his release. He longed for the moment of climax.
“Now! Now! Oh oh oh oh oh oh! Mirokuuuuuu!”
Not a moment too soon, he felt himself letting go, releasing the warmth of his cum as her cunt throbbed and muscles spasmed. Her slick inner walls squeezed him, milking his spurting cock of the last traces of white fluid.
Glistening, her body just as sweat-covered as the man beneath her, Sango laid forward and rested her cheek against Miroku’s throat, drawing in unsteady breaths. They laid together that way, still and content, both satedm thm the pleasure of each other’s bodies. Miroku didn’t dare to stir beneath her, afraid the moment would be brought to an abrupt end, and that she would return the former sullen and temperamental mood of the past two months.
“I’m sorry, Miroku.”
“Hmm? What for?” Shifting just enough to curl her against him, he wrapped his arms around her body and sat up, placing her in his lap and cradling her body against his chest. “You already apologized this morning.”
“I know but.. I felt like I owed you another. I’ve been wrong to you.”
“Do not worry yourself over it any longer, Sango. It’s in the past.” He kissed her forehead gently, and continued to hold her, wondering what had brought about this welcomed change.
“Thank you.” She smiled, hugging him tight. “We should head back now. It’s beginning to get late, it took us so long to get here.”
Looking up, he noted the change in the sky’s color and agreed, releasing her so that both could rise to their feet and begin to dress.
“Besides,” Sango began, glancing over her shoulder at him as she stepped into her skirt. “I have something you have to see at home.”
One devious eyebrow raised. It was too good to pass up. “I’m pretty sure that I saw everything here, Sango.” Before his hand could even leave her bottom after he rubbed and squeezed her round ass, Sango turned and slapped him smartly across the face.
“Always a pervert!”
He smiled faintly and rubbed his jaw. “I missed that.”
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