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In a New Light	By : Sylean Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Naraku/Kagome Views: 17606 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 15: (Lemon part 2 of 3)
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I make any profit from this story.
Warning: There will be lemons in this CHAPTER.

Previously:
"So wait, does that mean...?" Kagome choked on the rest of that sentence, finally realizing she was, in fact, completely alone with Naraku for what might be the entire night! She looked to him for an answer, chewing on her lower lip nervously as the anxiety swelled up into her throat.
"Precisely," he leered intensely. The look he gave her told of how this was not going to be a brief night; she wasn't sure if she should be horrified or excited.

So many thoughts whirled through her head in that instant. He was undoubtedly here to take her virginity tonight, and she'd be lying if she said she didn't find the idea enticing, but it was also terrifying. She had always wanted to save herself for one she truly loved, not just a short fling, but the things he made her feel electrified her body in ways she never imagined. Was it just him, or did all touch feel like that? She couldn't help but dread she would regret not taking this opportunity. Hey, maybe she could even sway him to stop trying to complete the jewel or something, but that was a dreamer's long shot. There was a lingering worry, however; he was a demon known for his cruelty, just how harsh would he be on her? He seemed to be going through much trouble to keep their activities secret, hopefully that included her physical state as well. And would he then want nothing to do with her once he got what he wanted? Even if that was the case, she’d enjoy it while it lasted and not get too attatched, she decided.
He stood swiftly without prior warning, causing Kagome to glimpse more than she was prepared for. Her virginal modesty took over and she averted her gaze but the image would not leave her mind. His member was erect and larger than any that her health textbooks had shown. The distressing thought slithered into her mind of him ripping her right in two, simply due to his size, and she gulped nervously. Chancing a look at his face, being sure to hide his lower body from her vision using the stone that did little to hide her own body, she saw him striding over, closing the small gap and imaginary boundaries she had set. Her cheeks burned with a fierce blush and her breath became more and more ragged with every step.
It took only a mere few seconds for him to be standing directly in front of her, same side of the boulder that she was now backed up against. She kept her head to the side, not bold enough for such a close-up view of his prominent organ; her knees were pulled up, still futilely trying to maintain some modesty. Kneeling down to her level, he gripped her chin and turned her gaze to meet his, hungry red meeting innocent brown. He braced himself up with the other arm beside her head, barring any notion of escape.
“Do you have any idea how difficult it was to refrain from taking you sooner?” his husky voice ghosted across her cheek, sounding like both a declaration of desire and a warning simultaneously. The moonlight reflected off one of his fangs as he spoke, highlighting just how dangerous he could be.
Her breath quivered, eyes widened, waiting to see what he was going to do next. She had no words to answer, voice caught in her throat and tongue feeling like cotton. This was as far as she had ever gone with a male, naked and only a few inches away. With her last ounce of resistance, she tried to voice her uncertainties, “I’m not sure,” his lips skimmed her cheek, hot breath at her ear, “not sure if I’m,” he was making it really hard to focus on her simple sentence as he continued his trek down her neck. He didn’t even need to touch her fully, these ghosting touches had her senses on fire and he’d barely gotten started. “I’m, not sure, if…” he silenced her persistence with the slightest kiss/nip to her neck before moving back up, just a hair’s breadth from her lips.
“If you’re what?” he pressed teasingly. She could almost feel his lips on hers; they ached for him. All she had to do was lean forward and she’d fulfill that need. It would undoubtedly go further, but she couldn’t help but feel it’d be worth it. If she declined now, she'd forever wonder what could have happened between them. That was no way to live.
Still trembling, fighting the nervous hesitation, she tentatively pressed her lips to his. His satisfaction surged, everything was going according to plan as he aggressively took control of that kiss, urging her lips to part and then flooding her senses with miasmic addiction. Her inhibitions and reservations, present just a moment ago, vanished completely as his tongue danced with hers. As her body underwent its chemical relaxant, she let her legs down, and wound her arms around his neck, twirling his thick waves between her fingers.
Using her postural change as his opening he let his free hand aggressively slide down her tender sides, the tips of his claws just shy of cutting her flesh. He remained kneeling over her reclined position as she began minutely squirming in response to his hungry ministrations. Her breath quivered in her lungs as she struggled to contain her building anticipation. She felt the silken strands of his hair tickle her chest beneath the water. Stifling a gasp, she looked down and realized she was amidst the masses of inky tresses. She didn't even realize how entangled she was becoming in his web, in more than one way. All she noticed was her abdomen felt strange, like it was tying itself in a knot. Yet somehow, she seemed to know just what to do about this completely foreign sensation. Twisting her hips both relieved and heightened the tension. An unexpected moan escaped her lips, and entered his, as the heel of his hand pressed deep into her lower abdomen. She never knew such a simple action could feel so intense. (A/N: Little known fact, the G-spot can be reached this way.) He smirked against her mouth as his hand continued slowly south, fingering her soft curls, watching for a reaction. When Kagome didn't flinch or try to move away, he seized her inaction as compliance, brushing a fingertip across her hypersensitive pearl. Her back arched sharply at the sudden, private touch, but she didn't stop him. She couldn't imagine stopping now, nor did she have the ability to; being this inebriated, she complied easily to his every whim. Naraku was making her feel exhilarated, freeing her mind and body of all her worries. In fact, that last touch felt so good she wanted him to do it again, but didn't know how to ask. Luckily, a simple pleading look conveyed her unspoken request. Being well experienced, he knew exactly what to do to make her scream. Pressing his thumb firmly over her hooded flesh and rubbing in circles had her writhing for more instantly, causing the water to splash about. His deft touch was winding that coil in her belly tighter and tighter. While he would not allow the tension to snap just yet, his restraint was growing thin. He would not grant her release until he was enclosed within her. While she was preoccupied with his torturous teasing, he let a digit slide between her folds. Being mindful of his claws, he dipped a single finger into her untried entrance, noting the high level of resistance from her virginal barrier despite her juices making her much slicker than simply water could. He grinned sadistically at the thought of ripping her open and imbedding himself in her insanely tight sheath. He had had enough foreplay, he wanted her now, wanted to obliterate her innocence with his perversion. As patient as he was, that trait was nothing compared to this nearly all-consuming desire to corrupt her.
Kagome was on a similar track, everything felt amazing but as if he was holding back. Was he doing so for her sake? She wanted to see what else he could show her. Just the thought made a tingle shoot down her spine. She broke the kiss, just brief enough to look into his eyes and finish her sentence, but with a completely different meaning than the original, “I’m ready." She needed this attention. All that time uselessly pining for Inuyasha, had her desperate for what Naraku so readily gave.
He lifted himself from the water, bringing her up with him to set her on the edge of the spring. Standing before her, the water droplets cascading down the enticing contours of his frame seemed to hypnotize her. As she stared, it seemed to escape her whirling thoughts that she too, was revealed to his eyes. Her chest heaved, making her ample breasts rise and fall, jiggling slightly with every rushed exhale. Her pale flesh just begged him to mark her up. Crimson blood would stand out so beautifully against her complexion and the scars would be her permanent reminder of his deranged methods. It would be easy, to injure her so, or even to kill her. She was a fragile little human, as the open wound on her arm proved, perhaps that was part of the allure. He would need to be gentle with his new toy, as much as he'd rather be ruthless, otherwise he'd break her before his desires were satisfied.
None of this, not one detail was how she imagined her first time, and yet, it didn't feel wrong either. She watched passively as Naraku crawled over her, making her recline on a bed of soft, tender moss that lined the hot spring, nourished by the high humidity of the area. It felt cold against her back, tempering the raging inferno in her core made hotter by his inhumanly long tongue burning trails up her stomach. She nearly flinched as his body pressed into hers, the prominence of his erection digging into her thigh. Goading her legs apart with a well-placed knee, he settled over her petite frame, completely absorbed in her tantalizing flavor. He worked his way up over her chest, paying special attention to tease her tender buds before attacking aggressively and moving on, up and over her collar bone, shoulder, neck, jaw, and finally to recapture her lips in a searing kiss. His clawed hand soon followed the same path his tongue had forged, fondling her delicate bosom and keeping her mind in a blind frenzy.
His length slid along her untouched flower, from base to tip as he lined himself up to ravage her insides. Keeping her enraptured and lost to the haze of pure pleasure, he found what he was seeking. The resistance of her lithe body was immediate; the thin proof of purity trying futilely to bar his way. He would have none of that and with a single quick flex of his hips, he forced his way in, minorly lacerating her sensitive walls. His red eyes burned bright as the metallic tang of her blood filled his senses, pulling at his demonic side to shed more of the slick fluid. His violent urges were barely contained. She had no idea the danger she was in should his control snap.
The sharp pain snapped her out of her stupor with a scream and she instinctually tried to clamber away. He snatched up her wrists and pinned her down against the moisture-laden moss, refusing to be pulled from her.
"It hurts, please stop," Kagome whined, trying to shimmy away from the pain.
"That is inevitable and unavoidable, albeit temporary if you calm yourself," he stated plainly. He did not like having his abilities questioned or his efforts undermined. He could have done much worse, beating into her with the power that could kill even a demon. Instead, he reined himself in and stilled to allow her a chance to adjust. "Now, cease your complaints, for tonight, you are mine," he added, a bit less harsh.
Looking down at their joining, his mouth watered at the sight of her virginal blood seeping out along his shaft. Granting himself a taste, he swiped a finger in the pooling liquid, bringing it up to his mouth to lick it clean. Eyes closed in rapture at the flavor. Her purity sparked across his tongue, even her blood contrasting to his convoluted nature, causing sensations of complete ambrosia. How badly he wanted to sink his fangs into her soft flesh and let her life's essence satiate this unquenchable thirst, but that would result in her death, and then this delicacy would be no more. He was too greedy to allow something he wanted to be taken from him, even if it was by his own doing.
A tear pooled in the corner of her eye as she grit her teeth against the slowly subsiding pain. It didn't take long before it was only a persistent, dull ache and she was able to gradually relax again. Now having a clear head, she had known ahead of time it was going to hurt, but the reality of it had escaped her in the moment. She couldn't really blame him for it; the first time always hurts, and it didn't help that he was so large.
She looked up to tell him she was better now, just in time to see him lick, 'was that blood,' off his finger. His expression indicated, quite clearly, that he found it delicious. 'Should I be worried about that? It's a little unnerving. There's probably a lot I don't know about demons. Hopefully it's not a sign that he wants to devour me or anything.' Despite that little worry, she noted she absolutely loved seeing him enjoying himself like that, it was mesmerizing.
Opening his eyes and seeing her no longer wincing in pain, he proceeded to slide out of her only to return in force. The movement took Kagome by surprise due to the acute pleasure it caused. It was such a sharp contrast to the lingering memory of pain, and just like that pain, it caused her to cry out. He assimilated a rhythm, slow but hard, that her body automatically matched as she rocked her hips in time with his powerful thrusts. He could already feel her tight walls quivering around his girth, signaling that she was thoroughly enjoying him, getting closer to euphoria, and he would be the first to send her careening over the edge. But first...
Kagome was beside herself; she never imagined sex could feel even partially this good. No wonder so many students became active so young. Now that she got a taste, there would be no way to give it up and go back to her former innocence and naiveté. It was like he took complete control of her body from the inside out as she willingly begged for more. She felt something approaching, like she was gaining on a climax of some sort. It was up ahead, but not quite within reach, and it was getting further away as Naraku inexplicably slowed. She was frustrated for sure, and was about to question him.
"In short order, the slayer will bear witness to your alibi," Naraku informed preemptively.
This brought Kagome's panic right back to the surface. Just as she feared, her friend was coming to check on her. She was reluctant to stop, but didn't want to get caught either, giving a pleading look at Naraku, she nearly whimpered, "What do we do now?"
He didn't need to speak, only act to give her an answer. Right before her eyes, for the second time today, he transformed. This time, however, only partially. His hair shimmered silver and the little puppy ears popped up on top of his head, but the rest remained the same. It was an odd visage to take in. Flicking some hair up and over his back, he made sure to cover the spider scar; it was the only area he couldn't alter.
"You're gonna make it look like I'm staying the night with Inuyasha?" Kagome voiced slowly. "But what if Inuyasha talks to the others and they figure it out?" Her worries rose to the surface again but he didn't have time to explain every little detail, Sango was near.
Whispering huskily in her ear, he simple requested, "Kagome, trust me." She froze, something about that tone really got her attention and made her want to believe him. She looked straight in his eyes, he gave off a feeling of sincerity. Trusting her gut feeling, she nodded a yes. "You're part to play is to vocalize your compliance and enjoyment," he explained briefly before swiftly resuming his previous pace. Kagome responded instantly by moaning out and gripping his arms tightly. The stage was set, now all that was needed was a misinterpretation.

After having given Miroku a beating he wouldn't soon forget, Sango noted that Kagome and Inuyasha had not returned. She knew her friends would be safe, but after it got completely dark, she couldn't help but worry. She decided it would at least calm her nerves and allow her some rest if she had reassurance that no harm befell them. So here she was, trekking back up to the hot spring in a pitch black forest. The moon gave little light through the thick canopy, but in the clearing ahead, she could see the ethereal glow reverberating through the steam. That's when a new sound resonated in her ears, it sounded like a scream, from Kagome. Rushing forward, worried for her friend, she stumbled over a root concealed in the dark shadows of the forest. Lifting herself up, she couldn't believe her eyes. The sound, suddenly put into context, was revealed to not be a scream of distress, but rather of pleasure. She could clearly see ‘Inuyasha's’ silver hair and ears glowing under the moon, and even though that same sheet of silver mostly blocked her face, the body underneath him was undeniably Kagome. Her legs were up and twined around his waist and she could even see where he vanished into her depths. All this was witnessed in a mere fraction of a second, for that is all the time it took for embarrassment to take hold. Sango's face burned red as she turned heel and fled the sight. This would be a secret she’d take to her grave.

Having his plan work flawlessly, Naraku resumed his preferred appearance with a sly grin in Sango's direction. It was all too easy to plant rumors and misassumptions into the minds of mortals. Now that she was gone well out of earshot, however, the rest of the night he could focus on enjoying himself. Returning his attention to the enraptured girl beneath him, he intensified his movements. The speed had Kagome reaching a new octave in voice and body as she arched closer to the source of her drug.
"Oh my god Naraku..." Kagome exclaimed as he forced her closer and closer to completion.
"I am quite flattered by such a title," he needled with mock gratitude, "I shall make sure I live up to such expectations." He shifted his angle slightly, enough to land precisely on her G-spot with the same intense speed. The reaction was immediate as Kagome's body convulsed and shook in ecstasy. Her vaginal walls constricting his member as he rode her through her first orgasm. This was the expected reaction, but what Naraku had not accounted for was the totally unexpected.
Her powers flared up in sync with her orgasm, engulfing both participants in its light. His first instinct was to flee, for even with his body numbed, he still remembered the horrible feeling of his body being disintegrated by her arrow however long ago. Near instantly, however, he noticed it was not painful as it should be. Rather, he started feeling warmer, like he was about to overheat from exertion. As the light dissipated, a breeze drifted by, sending a cool chill across his back. 'Cold? Why was I able to feel that?' he pondered uneasily. Still quaking in her aftershocks, Kagome bucked her hips into Naraku, sliding him deeper and causing the most extreme pleasure he'd ever felt. It nearly knocked him off balance and an involuntary gasp escaped him. 'What has she done to my body?' Quickly taking in every detail he could, he deduced that whatever it was, it was most likely not intentional on her part. She had not even caught her breath and was still shaking with delight. Nothing seemed out of place, every inch of her looked flawless, including her arm! The injury she arrived with was completely gone from her flesh. He figured it out, her power had healed them both. It sealed her wounds and restored the normal sensitivity to his body. That might be a problem if it proved to be permanent on his part, but it wasn't something he couldn't fix on his own. Perhaps, this night would be even more enjoyable than he had predicted.
Still, he couldn't ignore that the power he just felt from her was beyond his current scope of comprehension. It was a good thing she hadn't known how to access it in their prior battles, or he would have been purified long ago. Her natural healing ability gave him one more boon. He could now feast upon her nectarous blood, so long as he was mindful of timing and severity, and there would be no evidence for her companions to find. Even so, too deep a wound might cause her powers to become hostile towards him if she should feel threatened. Delicacy in this situation would be paramount.
Simultaneous with Naraku's confusion, Kagome seemed to acquire a fresh clarity, as if an indiscernible fog had been lifted. Even before she cracked her eyes open, she detected a masculine, spicy scent, similar to cloves and cinnamon gum but with a dark aspect she couldn’t place. ‘But where did it come from?’ her mind pondered. Her breathing finally catching up to her oxygen needs, she peered out from beneath her long lashes. Even her vision seemed sharper now for some reason, and in the low light Naraku’s form towering over her was clear as could be. ‘Is that what Naraku smells like?’ She inhaled deeply, trying to catch that same scent again and succeeded. ‘I wonder why I never noticed before; It fits him,’ she noted to herself, then suddenly came to the realization, ‘no wonder Inuyasha doesn’t like his scent, he doesn’t like anything spicy.’ It made her smile, but not only because of that. Her body felt amazing, electrified, renewed, euphoric, all sensations that he just caused, and she was grateful for it. She wanted more.
Naraku wondered briefly if he should tell her about this newfound healing ability, but before a decision could be formed, he felt Kagome grind up into him, cutting off his less important train of thought. 'That can wait for later,' he easily pushed it away. 'For now, all I want is to make this little minx scream for me.' He plunged into her fiercely, spouting deep, guttural groans from his throat in time with each thrust. Kagome's softer voice joined in creating a perfectly sinful harmony. The noises he made fully captured her attention; it was such a beautifully heady sound that enticed her to no end and sent chills down her spine only to rest in her loins. To add to the overall effect, his mouth was agape and eyes hooded, displaying the contrasting blue demon markings as the passion emanated off of him in suffocating waves. It was the most intensely provocative sight she had ever seen and it had her teetering on that familiar, inviting precipice once again. She wanted to see him lose himself to total ecstasy; ecstasy that she caused. She continued to writhe under his large frame, coaxing him to join her in bliss to the best of her innocent abilities.
"Kagome, you have no idea what you do to me," he grunted out truthfully. Normally, Naraku's control of his own release could last for hours if he wanted, but this heightened sensitivity had him struggling to hold out. She just felt so amazingly tight and seemed to draw him in even deeper with every thrust as if she was begging for his seed. That thought alone triggered a domino effect; his control shattered, increasing his speed to a demonic level, and phallus battering her insides in the most euphoric of ways. His demonic blood drew out his canines, fangs that he kept primarily withdrawn. Allowing himself the brutal indulgence of her supple flesh, his mouth hovered over her delicate wrists, which were pinned above her head, and waited.
"Ahh, yes, Naraku, you feel so good inside me," Kagome screamed out for him as her entire body was assaulted by a new wave of frenzied rapture, clenching down on the cause of her bliss and dragging him right along with her. So swiftly that she barely noticed, he bit into her arm, razor sharp fangs sinking effortlessly. He withdrew just as fast, watching her powers heal the puncture before she could even sight the process. The bite was enough to flood his mouth with a spray of the indescribable decadence of her blood. It hardly registered to Naraku as her powers burst forth and consumed him once again, for he was too absorbed in his own sensations. A relishable delirium overtook him as his whole body jolted uncontrollably at the shear force in which he spilled himself inside her. Stream after stream of his tainted essence erupted, convulsing him to his very core and accompanied by a bestial roar that reverberated inside a large barrier.
As his release ceased, and his mind cleared, he found himself hovering just over her precariously vulnerable neck. He could hear the blood pulsing through her engorged arteries, a rhythmic oscillation that radiated heat with every vibration. He had never felt this satiated before in his life, and the night was just beginning. 'Oh yes, this was definitely a brilliant contrivance.'
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