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The Ages and Between	By : Kuronohime Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Inu no Taisho/Kagome Views: 17813 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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It wasn't that her mistress was malicious or ill-natured, but even Fuyuki, the most longest serving help of Kimiko, sometimes struggled to grasp her head around the workings of her mistress' mind.
What would it serve to have Toga come here today?
Fuyuki friskily walked along the several halls and corridors of the mansion, passing by other staff members here and there. Barking at loitering maids.
Perhaps it was just a simple test of character, for both Toga and Kagome.
Kimiko was very untrusting of even the people around her. A habit of a parentless child who had been entrusted with the task of managing the Sesshoumaru house from a very young age, all alone. Her responsibilities to her community were wearing and demanding with very little allies but surrounded by those who scrutinized her every action. As with any socialites and beings of higher stature, the position came with a lot of mistrust and suspicions. There was always someone happy to push her off her throne – or at least rejoice at the fall.
The amami rabbit halted at a door in the part of the building that was the servant's area. It was quiet there, everyone were busy elsewhere.
Kimiko's union to the Taisho clan had been decided upon her birth, but if the only eligible suitor from the Taisho lineage sullied his prospects by cavorting with a human, such union would become an impossibility. The Sesshoumaru clan would not lose face marrying their only descendant to a tarnished family.
"Princess." Fuyuki pulled the door open and called out to the lone human girl who was sitting in the back corner of the mansion's utility room, mending splint laundry baskets.
Kagome raised her head from her tasks, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a wad of long, thin strips of wood in another, looking at Kimiko with those childish dark eyes of hers.
"I have an errand for you."

***

Kagome was curious as to why she had been sent to cater a guest. Up until now, Kimiko had gone to great efforts to hide her presence in the house. In all other occasions, it had been made blatantly clear to Kagome that she was not to be in any association with any of the guests or even directly touch anything that was served out to the guests.
Now she was holding a tea setting in her arms, heading into one of the more remote rooms of the mansion.
Odd, Kimiko never entertained anyone this far back in the mansion, the human girl mused but thought nothing more of it. It was beyond her place to question why or how things worked the way they did in this strange world of glorified beasts.
Kagome knelt before the shoji door, set aside her platter of tea and announced herself while gliding the door open.
"Shitsurei shimasu."
As the young woman raised her bowed head, a strand of rebellious raven hair grazed her cheek. Her eyes were met by warm amber. Kagome's breath halted with surprise.
"Toga?" She questioned in disbelief.

***

Just this morning, Toga had been invited with insistence to pay a call to the Sesshoumaru household. He had been instructed to wait in this unusual room for reception. In which he had been already staying for quite some time, his patience wearing thin for all the time he was losing on his other duties. Kimiko hadn't specified a reason for the meeting and Toga had naturally assumed it had something to do with the upcoming war with the bakeneko.
He was overcome by shock when the one entering the room was none other but his lost human.
The girl's widened pools of chocolate told of similar stupor. When she whispered his name, Toga's involuntary reaction was to jump up on his seat and hurry to her.
"Kagome!" He exclaimed with a mixture of relief, awe and incredulity. He didn't allow her the time to stand up from kneeling over the threshold of the door, as he already sank her into his embrace.
Strong arms squeezed her into their impossible-to-break-through grip. The demon lord's heart almost spilled with elation and he could not still his hands from trembling. He didn't pay attention to the fact that Kagome remained immobilized, resting her hands between their bodies as if she was shielding herself from his affection.
"Kagome." He spoke her name again, this time breathlessly, burying his face into her hair. He breathed her in and moved his hands up into her hair, caressing her silken locks. His face began to move from on top of her head downwards, his lips brushing past her heated cheek and venturing to her ear.
"Kagome." He murmured agonizingly softly.
The woman bearing the name turned her head away and whispered under her breath; "Toga, you shouldn't... not in the hallway..."
The silver-headed man realized that their current position, indeed, was very compromising. They were cuddling half-way into the hallway since in his haste Toga hadn't allowed Kagome to fully enter the room.
"Oh." He simply noted and pulled away from her, atypical warmth tingling beneath the skin of his handsome face.
Once they were both securely inside the room and Kagome had placed the tea platter on the serving table, Toga tried to steal her against him again, but the girl swayed away from the attempt.
"Toga..." Kagome said, guilt and pain tainting the name spoken.
A week ago she would have been mad at him for leaving her behind in the mortal realm. A week ago she would have been happy and relived to be in his arms again. A week ago she hadn't understood anything about blood traitors or the bitter way inu youkai shunned their peers who had anything to do with humans. For a while she had been unconsciously making peace with the fact that she would not be returning back to her own time. She had resentfully accepted her fate among these demons. But now - everything was different.
Over the brief course of knowing Toga, Kagome had grown fond of him. Maybe even something little more, something she was too ashamed to admit to herself. But in any case, she would refuse to play any part in bringing him down. And the way he spoke her name, held her or looked at her, oh god, how he looked at her, she knew he was headed down a road of despair. If it wasn't by being ostracized by his whole society, it would certainly be when she would leave him for her life in the future.
"Toga." Kagome tried to steel herself, make her heart harden to save his. "This... Any of this cannot happen." She looked at him sternly, trying to convey the importance of her words with her expression.
But it did little to change his unfaltering determination.
"I know." He replied, unwaveringly, understanding her implication. He knew the cost of loving a human. He knew intimately the misery that came with it. But he could not help himself.
"I don't care." He concluded, his eyes staring down at hers with even mightier resolution.
Kagome prepared herself to argue him back to his senses, but Toga quickly overcame the short distance she had tried to uphold between them and hungrily caught her mouth with his.
The young woman tried to push the zealous demon away from her but it was as easy a task as moving a mountain.
And it wasn't that her body refused his advances, to her humiliation. She was so deprived of affection his showering kisses made her light-headed and weak to deny him.
And she hadn't exactly forgotten their last encounter. The feel of his weight on her, his throbbing ache for her and the way his fingers had touched her in a deliciously foreign way no man before him had. It had left her with a slow burning fire that teased her in the nights she could not sleep. During her time of isolation, those memories, how much shameful or forbidden, had brought her some sense of torturous comfort.
The demon lord certainly hadn't forgotten of their last encounter or his vow to never let her run away from him. Not a day nor a night had passed when her mirage would not have taunted him or his pliant flesh. Even as the time between them had expanded, his obsession and desperation to be with her had only grown.
When she tried to protest a weak command for him to stop, Toga merely scooped her off her feet and brought her down to the tatami floor with him.
"Nno-hh..." She tried to plead with him as their mouths parted and she laid on her back on the floor. But Toga could only smell the way she was already wetting for him. That delectable scent mastering over any prohibitions uttered.
So he disregarded her desperate pleas and forcefully shifted her uniform to reveal a naked shoulder upon which he connected his mouth with. His mouth thirstily drank her skin and the demon lord allowed himself to become inebriate by the effect her taste had him.
Her fists, feebly, tried to shove him off of her but he effortlessly gathered her hands in a grab of his much larger one and brought her objecting limbs above her head, pinning her down. He wedged his knees between hers and with greater vigor parted her legs to nestle his hips against hers.
The girl could only gasp when she detected his hardened flesh through the multiple layers of their clothing.
She wasn't terrified by the notion of being practically ravished, no, she was more horrified that her body reveled in every aspect of it. Her wanton, disgusting flesh craved it, evident by the slickness she felt between her thighs. She blushed at the thought how easily he had brought her body to this. It was hardly any exertion from his part and it made her feel utterly gutted and disappointed in herself.
Toga hastily tore his yukata open, revealing that unmarred sculpted chest of his that had been closely etched into Kagome's memory. In those same haunting memories she remembered begging him to fuck her. It made the crimson only deepen on her whole face.
"Toga, listen..!" She tried to intervene his progress of undressing them, but the demon had none of it. He shut her mouth with his ravenous lips and Kagome could only muster muffled moans against his adjuring touch.
The inu youkai had lost all his reason. He could not even think, only live by the feel of her body. This ache that ate him from inside only accelerated by the second. He feared if he would not have her right at that very moment, he would perish. His desire was maddening.
He ate and drank her every breath and moan. Not having her was a poison that slowly killed him, and the only cure rested between her legs. Whenever she tried to resist or move away from him, he persisted even harder. He had crossed the point of being even able to process why she bothered to resist him when she was so obviously as starved for joining as he was.
He managed to fully open her simple uniform and disregard himself of most of his clothes so he could lay his heated, naked body against hers. She had withered from the memory he had of her body, much to his anger, but her breasts were still large to her otherwise petite frame, her hips had retained their curve. She was beautiful, desirable and anything that had happened to her body could not make him want her any less. And once he'd have her, he would take her to his home and see that she would be nurtured back to her full health.
"Toga!" Kagome nearly squealed when she felt her slippery petals being brushed by something searing and hard. He wasn't asking for admittance, he was commanding it. Only one push of his hips separated Kagome from becoming a woman in the old-fashioned sense.
"Toga!" She prayed the demon to listen, trying with all her might to free her hands and squeeze her thighs shut.
Finally he looked at the struggling woman.
His eyes had become like jewels of ruby, redness in the place where there should have been white. That deep red, the color of violence and madness, threatening to devour her just as it had him.
"Please, let go of me, Toga!" She cried. "We can't, we can't do this!"
His eyes didn't even blink, but his hold on her arms eased just enough for her to snake them down. Her wrists brushed past his claws she could feel had grown in length. The notion made her shudder.
"I... I can't stop..." He panted, his voice unrecognizably rough and deep.
Kagome placed her palms on his chest, in an attempt to push him off which she knew to be futile. But she had to attest to him that she objected of this intimacy. Her fingers glided against his perfect pale skin, and the feel of his strained muscles beneath her digits only made her spill more of her lewd, uncontrollable desire on the tatami floor. His breath was hot on her shoulder, and his unearthly beautiful silver mane glistened in the dim lights of the candlelit room.
He took hold of his shaft and rubbed her slippery entrance with his glans, eliciting fire and lightning from within her core. She arched her back and tightly grabbed his biceps, which, of course, were muscular, hard and perfect like everything else in him.
"Don't!" She whined, but her voice was thick with lust, her objection sounded laughably ineffective even to herself. He only teased her some more, rubbing himself against her clit, melting her consciousness in the process.
She was few strokes away from sweet, merciful release. The girl bit her bottom lip and tossed her head.
"I... I..." She tried and failed at forming a sentence, all lost on coherency she couldn't even remember how to speak words anymore. She couldn't think, only feel.
In the distraction, Toga pushed his tormented flesh forward, making the tip of his shaft stretch Kagome open.
The jolt of pain from flesh stretching to dimensions previously completely unfamiliar, Kagome made a harsh descent back to reality from where ever carnal high she had been. She yelped helplessly and jerked her hips away from the tip of his cock, leaving his oozing member without the sheath of her heat.
She knew of one way to help relieve him which would save her from being sullied. It was something she had seen in an foreign film when she had been younger. Too young to understand why anyone would try to satisfy a need in such way. Now such memory served a purpose and had gained an understanding.
"Wait..." She hushed him, the word heavy and dragged out. As much as he sounded unfamiliar, so did her own voice to her.
The demon grunted with blatant displease, but he allowed her some space to shift positions, careful not to allow her too much space to slip away from beneath him.
Kagome spun around, getting on to her hands and knees, bearing her back at him which greatly gratified the demon lord. He grabbed a hold of her hips and sucked down hard on her shoulder, resisting the urge to break through her skin with his elongated canines.
The human woman could feel his twitching cock probing her backside. She knew he was seeking for an entry and would take advantage of the position lest she'd stop him. Kagome awkwardly reached behind and fumbled to find his hardness that rested against her buttocks. The touch of her hand on his organ caused a sharp hiss of pleasure from him.
Kagome guided his cock against her moist petals and once he was intimately positioned against her wetness, she clenched her thighs shut. Entrapping his large, pulsing hardness between her thighs and her soaked pussy.
"M–move." She throatily suggested.
Toga took one experimental thrust forward and felt being squeezed and enveloped by her hot body. He knew entrance had not occurred, but it still felt wildly better than any of his own touches.
The idea was that her thighs would simulate the feel of penetration for him, just to get him off. Kagome would take as little pleasure out of it as she could. This was something wholefully wrong for her to enjoy, she reminded herself.
But when he began to pick up his pace and slam his hips harder against hers, all she could feel how his cock rubbed against her slickness. When he slightly shifted his angle, his cock was pushed directly against her clit, rubbing the tiny pearl into a lava pebble.
Kagome squealed, digging her blunt claws into the coarse tatami beneath her. She could feel the onrush of her completion pending. Just a few thrusts away. She was so unbearably close.
"Nnnn..." She made an incoherent noise, shutting her eyes tightly closed. To make herself stop from cuming was as impossible as it was for a carp to learn how to breath fire.
At the same while, Toga was nearing his own full stop.
"Do. Not. Stop!" She hoarsely commanded while instinctively being able to read his movements and the reason for his hurried pace. Her knees were chafing against the coarse base she knelt on, but it would be only tomorrow when she would remark the burns on her knees.
She, or rather her body, needed this release that was the only thing that remained in the blank of her mind. It had been months since she had last brought herself into completion. For weeks she hadn't thought of anything else but Toga's perspired, glistening hot body. Fucking her. Hard. But there was never a moment she had been able to release herself from those thoughts. So, they only lingered, teasing her and there was nothing she could do to alleviate that terrible yearn.
It wasn't something a lady would be proud of, but when an orgasm was taunted long enough, all precaution and shame disappeared. Lust, desire, passion, whatever this enormously greedy, animalistic neural reaction was, seized her reason and urged her hips to meet his.
"Yes..." She mewled. Just one more brush of his sex to hers.
"Fuck yes!" The tepid mewl of a house cat grew into a roar of a lioness. It wasn't her mind that spoke, her tongue had been possessed by a bottomlessly hungry sexual deviant that flagellated her flesh with volts of pleasure. She came so hard she broke a nail while gripping them still to the tatami.
Toga sensed her release, not only by smell but with all of his senses. Not the least by hearing the guttural rapture escaping her otherwise neatly-kept vocabulary.
He couldn't hold it in, his own sweetest escape, even though it was once again by not his design not inside her. But they way her orgasm aroused him not only sexually, but competitively, gave his endurance no chance of survival. He came. Strings of pearly ooze coated her thigs, her abdomen and the ground beneath them. And he came for a long time. Grabbing her hips so violently he couldn't even notice the red streaks his claws left on her creamy colored rump.
When her knees finally faulted, they both came crashing down on the prurient puddle crafted by their bodies, heaving and glistening.
The afterglow didn't last long this time either, until all-too-familiar sentiments of horror, shame and regret rushed to replace whatever endorphins there had buzzed in Kagome's veins for few short-lived moments.
She rolled away from Toga and grabbed her clothes in mortification. Pulling up her sleeves, she felt his touch on her back. The tender graze of fingers a lover gave another that was leaving from their nest of erotica. She recoiled.
"No." She mutedly denied him, not looking at him. She couldn't. She knew the face his was probably making. A happy one.
"Come back tomorrow. Same time. I'll... I'll have had time to prepare." She said, fully knowing there would be no tomorrow for them.
Toga looked at her blushing face that was sideways from him, gulled by his own adore to think that she shared his ease even though she was still diffident. He began slowly to adjust the clothes on himself, marveling how the simple act of dressing felt so light and pleasurable. Even breathing had become easier now that he knew she would be his tomorrow. Even if it was unbearably long when he already now missed her and she was only a few feet away.
He didn't know a creature could love another in such enormous potency it completely altered the way he experienced the world.
Today, it was a wonderful world.

***

For the rest of the day, no-one came by to bother Kagome with any tasks. She had secluded herself to the servants' sleeping quarters. Under normal circumstances she would have questioned as to why Fuyuki hadn't already barged in with a pail and a rag and ordered her to scrub down the ceilings of the mansion, but her mind was wholly occupied with other thoughts.
Her heart still hadn't calmed and her furious blush seemed also to be of the permanent variety. She experimentally stroked her lips, the contact eliciting more flush worthy memories. She withdrew her head into her shoulder and nearly trembled when the ghost of his warmth traveled through her core.
But she couldn't allow herself to mull in those vain memories. She would have to make herself ready to leave for the mortal realm.
Whatever memories she had shared with Toga, they would remain as such. Memories. He would go on and live his life as she would hers back in the future. It was a thing of impossibility, to create anything more meaningful between them under the circumstances. Had it been a different time, another place. Perhaps. She flushed once again. The attraction could not be denied. She wanted him, she had wanted him in a way she had not wanted anyone else. But such feelings could only be neatly folded into a trunk of things that could not ever be. This was not her time and he was not hers to have.

***

Kagome had little, if any worldly possession left, and quickly scurried them together. Her measly sack of belongings only consisted of a pair of supplementary footwear, a blanket and a flagon of water.
The rest of the evening was spent in anticipation of the dilatory night to fall and disguise her departure from the other dwellers of the Sesshoumaru household. She didn't know what plans her mistress had had for her, but she was fairly certain that the lady of the house would not take well to her leaving on the back of the night with Inuyasha. This was a risky move, but a necessary one. She could not wait another moment in this realm.
When all of the household had quieted down, Kagome remained stationed in a servants supply room. No-one would hardly take any notice of her absence in the sleeping quarters.
Or so she thought when she left her hiding place and made her exit to the back entrance.
She was halted by a familiar figure.
"I take that this is not your usual nightly outing this time?" Fuyuki commented as Kagome was nearly out of the door.
The human girl froze, the sack of her belongings shifting weight on her shoulder. She turned to look at the amami rabbit, who surprisingly, did not seem as vexed Kagome would have assumed.
"If you wanted to leave, you should have only said so." Fuyuki calmly said and looked at the girl with an expression Kagome struggled to decipher. A trace of wistfulness or something of the like flickered in the older woman's eyes.
Fuyuki sighed and shook her head in concession.
Maybe this had been Kimiko's will from the beginning. A quiet way to get rid of something she hadn't agreed upon in the first place. The mistress seemed to possess a great anticipatory sense of things playing out. And if not...
"Mistress will have my other finger for this." She grumbled and tossed something at Kagome's way. As an acquired presumption, Kagome first assumed that the launched item was a lump of laundry. Instead, it was a heavy wad that concealed inside several food items such as fresh meat, veggies, cheese, herbs and ointments.
Kagome looked at the older demoness who had turned her back at her young protege.
"Take care." Fuyuki softly said, her voice sounding thicker than usual. She didn't wait for an answer but hurried back to her nightly routines, keeping an eye on that little kingdom her eccentric mistress governed.
"Thank you." Kagome whispered at the now suddenly empty and silent halls, but she knew that her voice, however tiny, reached those impossibly large rabbit ears.
***

Kagome toddled the way across the large backyards of Kimiko's mansion with all her hauls, at first treading carefully and slowly, eyeing for any soldiers nearby. Unconsciously, little by little her feet began to take larger and larger strides until she was whizzing through the night. Her heart pounded in her ears, and not from the exertion of running.
The young woman was only paces away from the tree until she couldn't feel her feet touching the ground anymore.
A big fluff of something lifted her up and swallowed her inside an obscure soft mass - it was impossible to tell what in the pitch-blackness of her surroundings. In a lack of a better simile, it felt like she had been gobbled up by a cloud. Being enveloped by a demonic shroud should have been terrifying for a mortal being, but it brought her such relief it was nonsensical.
"No turning back now." A deep, familiar voice warned her.
'Good!' Kagome celebrated in her mind. Good riddance to all of this! This was her release. She would not allow herself to mull on things that could not become. This experience was nothing but a dream which soon after waking she could not even remember.
As Inuyasha didn't want Kagome to fall off, he grabbed her tightly before he made the cloud violently change course and shoot through the air in a blinding speed.
He was happy she had been able to escape. He was happy he could help her and got to steal another day with her. All the while there was a hidden hurt in his chest that the scent of his brother coated her in ways that spoke of deeds of intimacy. But Inuyasha said nothing. Only held her a bit more tighter.

***

A/N: I want to apologize for my latest hiatus. Life has the tendency of getting in the way. About a month ago, I broke up with my partner of 7 years. Now I'm trying to get a handle on life being a single, overweight mom! Yay! (?) (No big drama and everything is actually going really great, but it's still an adjustment to a new life and all the legal paper hassle that comes along with it.)
I hope the smut will appease you, my dear readers! And since this is a Kuronohime production (TM), I promise this shan't be the last of the smut! After all, when life gives you lemons, you write them down. ;)
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