Sloppy Seconds | By : CutiePieHentai Category: InuYasha > General Views: 23931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kagome woke from the best sleep she’d had in weeks. She’d dreamt about life after the quest was completed, but it wasn’t the usual nightmares wherein one of her friends died, or worse, Inuyasha, and it wasn’t the one where Inuyasha went to Hell with Kikyo. No, this was her own, personal, version of Heaven, almost better than the daydreams she indulged in during math class. Inuyasha had proclaimed his love for her, they’d become mates, and they were living peacefully, raising Shippo and a few children of their own. Waking up still cradled in Inuyasha’s lap made the transition from the dream to the waking world almost surreal, almost too complete, almost too perfect. Painfully, moments after waking the remembered how she’d ended up there, and how she’d had to practically beg. ‘Doesn’t matter how, I’m gonna enjoy it while I can.’
Kagome snuggled further into Inuyasha’s embrace, happily noting that during the night he had relaxed and his arms were now draped loosely around her waist and his chin rested gently on the same shoulder as the mark he made. As she wiggled closer, she felt his arms tighten around her and shivered as she felt his lips on her neck, softly kissing and nipping.
As much as she enjoyed the attention, she was certain that he was doing it unawares. ‘Probably dreaming about Kikyo.’ Her heart felt as if a knife had been plunged to the hilt into her heart. ‘I don’t care! Well…I do. But…Damn it! I’m going to enjoy it!’ With that resolution, she slipped a hand under his haori and ran her fingertips across his chest. A soft murmur erupted, accompanied by a vibration that she could feel all the way to her toes. Tentatively, she leaned forward and kissed the underside of his jaw, then his neck, then his collarbone. His mouth’s explorations hadn’t stopped either. His lips had moved to her ear, then his fang grazed the lobe. As she shivered under the onslaught, her hand traveled lower, barely grazing the taut flesh of his abdomen.
“Kagome…that tickles…” he chuckled before continuing his languid nibbling. Shocked realization that he was, in fact, awake- awake and nibbling on her neck- stilled her hand for a moment, before the knowledge emboldened her. Pulling away, she lifted her free hand to his and cupped his cheek. His face had flushed ten shades of red, but he did not turn his gaze from hers. Afraid to speak and lose the moment, she moved closer, sliding her hand up and around his neck to guide his lips to hers. It took no prodding on her part, and she soon found her mouth devoured by his. She responded just as hungrily. The arms around her waist clutched her body so tightly that she was nearly lifted from his lap. As their tongues caressed the inner contours of one another, Kagome felt him loosen his grip and begin to pull away. She responded by pursing her lips around his retreating tongue and suckling it. The action brought an appreciative growl from Inuyasha as another part of his anatomy responded to the suggestion in the kiss. With a last nip to his lower lip, Kagome pulled away and buried her head against his chest, too embarrassed by her forwardness to look into his eyes. Kissing her temple, Inuyasha squeezed her again and sighed. Kagome smiled now, recognizing the contentment in the sound.
“Good morning,” he whispered into her hair. She could feel the smile on his lips as he nuzzled her neck again.
She smiled too, agreeing wholeheartedly, “Yes, it is. I could…” She caught herself before flushing, mentally berating the slip.
“You could…what?”
She shook her head, “Nothing, never mind.”
He stopped nuzzling and pulled away, “Fine, don’t tell me,” he snapped with a twinge of hurt.
“Inuyasha…I’m sorry,” swallowing her pride and knowing that she would probably regret it, she finished, “I was just going to say that… I could get used to waking up like that.” The last part was barely a whisper, troubled that he would be angry that she was thinking of him soiliailiarly, so committally.
He relaxed and returned his chin to her shoulder, savoring the sweet scent of her mixed with the scent of him. The scent of his claim. The scent of his mark. He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with the aroma, but Kagome could feel that his smile had been replaced by a pout, “Why didn’t you want to tell me that?”
Heat rose to her cheeks as she tried to think of a way to explain herself without opening her heart more to his abuse, but also without denying herself or hurting his feelings. He began kissing her softly again, turning her mind to mush and bringing the words unfettered from her mouth.
“Because, I didn’t think you’d like me saying that.”
His lips stopped, “Why?” Now he moved to her earlobe, causing her to shudder with the tender attention he was showing. He was aware of the effect his attentions were having on her and was seizing the opportunity to get answers. He should have felt guilty that he was using his caresses for his own gain, but so long as she didn’t protest, he wasn’t going to ponder the morality of his coercion.
She gasped, trying to consume enough air to answer, “Because…I know…thought…you don’t like me…not like that.” Her “like that” versus his “like that” were worlds apart in definition. If either had known what the other meant, it probably could have saved a lot of headache. Of course, in their relationship, or whatever it was, if either had known what the other meant at any given moment, it would probably have saved a lot of headache, heartache, and backache all around. As it was, her “like that” was in reference to the longevity of their relationship; she worried that he didn’t think of a future with her.
He, being a normal, albeit half-demon, hormonal, young male, thought her “like that” meant the only other possible definition of the phrase it could mean: SEX.
Inuyasha tightened his arms around her again and whispered forcefully in her ear, “Stupid girl! I thought we already went through this! In your living room? I showed you how much I don’t like you.” He shifted so that she was now seated almost directly over his arousal. He shifted again, rubbing against her heat, she felt his fullness twitch, “Does this feel like I don’t like you?”
There was no denying that her body felt a natural reaction to his. The effect was too strong to ignore or hide, but she couldn’t concede completely. Was it just her body he wanted? Her body, so similar to Kikyo’s, that had made him react to her the way he was? The idea was too brutal. Her body rebelled against her, but her mind clung to the need to have him as herself, for herself. She whimpered and choked out, “Please, don’t. Onegai, please, Inuyasha.”
He let his arms fall and scooted her out of his lap. Kagome’s eyes were dry, but her body shook at the loss of his embrace. He lifted his chin and looked sternly at her, “I don’t understand you! You acted like you were…enjoying that…as much as me- then you push me away! What do you want from me?”
“Everything!” She shouted before bursting into tears.
Hesitantly, he took her hand in his, “Everything?”
She only nodded, her body now wracked with sobs.
“What do you mean by everything?”
Slowly her sobs stopped, turning into hiccups. She glared at him, “Everything everything!”
“Um, thanks for clearing that up?”
Kagome looked at the sky, willing away the last of her tears. She crawled over to his lap and sat with her back to his chest so that he couldn’t see the anguish in her eyes, “I want to be your mate, Inuyasha! I want to have your children, er, pups! I want to stay by your side! I want to make you happy!” She rested her chin on her knees and mumbled, inwardly hoping he wouldn’t hear, “I want you to love me as much as I love you.”
The silence that followed her confession was unbearable. Now she regretted loosing her cool , but he pulled her farther against his chest and rested his chin on her crown.
The silence dragged on, uncomfortable and forced, until he sighed, “We should get in touch with Miroku and Sango.”
Kagome’s heart fell. He didn’t reject her, not outright, but ignoring her heartfelt plea completely was as bad, if not worse. She couldn’t bear to look at him. ‘What did I expect? For him to happily gush that he wanted the same thing?’ She felt her eyes water again but resolved not to let him see. Kagome had known he needed a friend more than anything and she had chosen to be that friend. Hoping that one day his feelings would evolve, as hers had, was no guarantee but she had accepted that. Hadn’t she? She’d chosen him, long ago, when she had asked to remain at his side. He’d never chosen her- she had never asked him to. She didn‘t really want to know the answer if she did ask him to choose. She had convinced herself that it would be selfish, especially knowing that he had promised his life to Kikyo. When she had asked to stay with him, to never leave his side, she had decided then that she would take whatever he gave her. He wouldn’t see the tears that fell when he left her for Kikyo, and he wouldn’t know that her heart broke a little every time he put her down.
She nodded, “Can you get me out of the tree, please?”
Inuyasha dropped quietly to the camp and set her down. “I’m…uh…going to go get some firewood for breakfast.” She turned to point out the pile of kindling that had remainned untouched from the night before, but he was gone.
Kagome sat on the cold ground and finally gave full rein to the tears she had held back, letting them spill onto the soil and making no move to slow their descent. After a few moments, she felt a little better and wiped them away, using water from her canteen to wash away the evidence. She put on her armor, her protection, her shield, from the world. Behind her smile she hid her heartache, now, just as she did every other time.
Squaring her shoulders, she rose and began making breakfast.
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Inuyasha slumped against a tree not long after leaving camp. He didn’t stray far, still mindful of the presence watching over them and afraid to leave Kagome.
His heart was pounding in his chest and he could taste the sour acid that rose in his throat. Giving in to the feeling, he lurched to one side and dry heaved over the bushes. Finding no relief from the knots in his stomach, he wiped the spittle away from his chin and ran a hand across his forehead.
‘I am a real bastard.’
He’d given into his own desires that morning, knowing that even if he could make her love him one day, now was not the time. Instead, he had ignored his brain as the feel of the woman in his arms, and the scent of his mark on her, overrode all sensibilities. ‘And look where it got me! Damn it!’ He knew she would be crying now. He couldn’t really blame her. He would have felt the same, had he said those words to her only to get the reaction he had given. He knew his dismissal hurt her. ‘But what was I supposed to say? Until this is all over…until Naraku…until Kikyo…I can’t be free. As much as it hurts her, it will be easier for her to move on.’ He had wanted to tell her the truth. When she had admitted to wanting him, he had wanted to acknowledge that he wanted her just as much. ‘No, more.’ At least now he was sure of her feelings. She had admitted in no uncertain terms to just how strongly she felt. And it had been in her own words, from her own lips. Not stolen glances or accidental caresses. Not assurances from Miroku or Sango. No, this time she had been asking him, pointblank, to share his love. To share his future. To share his life. ‘And I ran away.’
“Damn it all to Hell!” He muttered as he took a swipe at a nearby tree with his claws. And now that he’d left, he worried that he couldn’t repair the damage. That he’d lost her. This was far worse than her jumping down the well. Worse than loosing himself to his demon. Hell, it was even worse than all of the times he had run off to Kikyo. This time, he’d held her heart in his hands and had effectively thrown it on the ground and stomped on it. And worse than all of that, he knew it.
‘But,’ he tried reasoning with himself, ‘If something happens to me in the final battle, she needs to be able to move on.’
He had recognized himself in her words; he had recognized the love that he had held for Kikyo that he had clung to beyond time and beyond death. He had never completely moved on. He feared that if she knew how much he loved her, she wouldn’t move on either. Having lived with the turmoil of his lost-and-found-again love, he knew that it was a fate worse than death. Though he’d never let go of Kagome’s memory if she did decide to leave after the completion of the jewel, he was convinced that he could not, would not, subject her to the same torment. ‘I know she hurts, but…she’s strong, she’ll heal, she’ll go on.’ Or so he rationalized.
Try as he might to convince himself that he had taken the noble, not cowardly, way out, a part of him still wanted to return to her, take her in his arms, and promise her his undying devotion. And then he’d complete the rest of the mating ritual, of course.
That part of him was beginning to make headway in his mind when he sensed a youkai, no, two youkai, nearby. Not close, but approaching. Forgetting his dilemma at the opportunity to release his frustrations in a fight, he returned to camp, Tetsuseiga drawn.
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Kagome had sensed the youkai , as well, and Inuyasha found her poised for battle, bow at the ready and arrow notched. Moving to her side, he scanned the clearing.
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