Sloppy Seconds | By : CutiePieHentai Category: InuYasha > General Views: 23931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY! I know I promised I’d update regularly, and I will. My computer CRASHED hard core and I lost EVERYTHING I had on it. Including all of my previously completed chapters. And my pictures, videos, movies, Inuyasha episodes and movies, and all of my music. My hard drive went completely caput. So I had to start from scratch. Thanks for sticking with me through that- I’m back on track and everything is fixed now.
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Kagome sucked in a breath and prepared to let loose a shrill call for her protector, Inuyasha, when she felt a pair of lips press down upon hers.
She struggled blindly, conscious of her nakedness, and pulled her arm back to lash out against her shadow-cloaked captor, until she felt talons against her skin and became aware of a familiar aura and the accompanying woodsy scent. Her eyes widened in surprise, then slid lazily shut, previous thoughts of shyness flung out the proverbial window as she submitted herself to his kiss. All too soon, Inuyasha lightened his grip around her waist and pulled away, ready to clamp a hand over her mouth if she panicked again. He studied her ragged breathing and the erratic palpitation of her heart.
Slowly pulling his hands from the hold on her, he intentionally grazed her sides with his claws and chuckled at her shuddered gasp, “Well, guess I finally found a way to shut you up, wench.”
Kagome glared in the direction of the voice and huffed. The feel of the taut flesh of an unseen body part against her thigh broke through her indignation and she scrambled to the far corner of the tub, crossing her arms over her chest in another feeble attempt at modesty, “You! You…JERK! That…that was just…” She shook her head and hissed, “What are you DOING here?”
Inuyasha was grateful for the darkness that hid the pink of his cheeks and the way his jaw was clenched in effort to control himself after she had inadvertently rubbed against him in her scramble to create distance between their bodies. He’d been in a frustrating state of arousal all day; the kisses of that morning, before the others had arrived, were echoing in his mind, then she’d proudly proclaimed herself as his mate to the innkeeper, further inflating his…ego, the musk coming from Miroku and Sango’s room hadn’t helped, and now he had found himself pinned in a warm, very warm, bath, with the object of his desires, naked. It was all that his control could handle and he snapped, “Me? Bitch, I was here first!”
“But…you were going for a walk?!?” She narrowed her eyes at him.
“So fucking what? You’re always griping about not stopping for a bath and now I can’t take a bath without your permission?”
Embarrassment overrode logic as she lashed out in retaliation, “Well, if you hadn’t lied to me, I wouldn’t have…”
“Lied to you? Bitch, I went for a walk. I decided to take a bath. Since when do I have to explain myself to you? If you didn’t always have your nose jammed in a book maybe…”
“So now it’s my fault? How was I supposed to know you were in here!”
“You’re lucky it was me! What if something had happened to you?”
“I was going for bath! Kami!” Her eyes narrowed dangerously, “Speaking of noses... You should have heard me, or smelled me, coming in. Why didn’t you say anything? And I know you can practically see in the dark…”
“I had my head underwater! I didn’t know you were here until you landed on me! Why didn’t your all powerful miko-ness recognize where your mate was?”
“Well, why did you kiss me?”
“BECAUSE IT GOT YOU TO SHUTUP FOR ONCE!”
“Why you! Inuyasha, Osuwa-” Kagome’s shout was cut short as Inuyasha silenced her again.
She struggled against him, this time not out of fear for her safety, but out of resentment that he would use this tactic merely as a means to keep her from sitting him. Her fists pounded against his chest with the flat of her hand as her body and brain struggled between anger and the increasingly overwhelming desire to submit to the kiss. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them at her sides, nipping at her lips as he pulled away. She sucked in a breath and prepared to chew him out again, but he nipped lightly at the mark on her shoulder and growled, “Don’t even think about it, bitch.” His voice took an almost menacing timbre and Kagome shivered.
Light from an unknown source reflected in his eyes causing them to glow, further proving his animalism, while the look they held seemed to dare her to defy him.
Kagome shivered again when she felt a bare thigh against her calf. At least, I think that his thigh…
Inuyasha’s eyes narrowed, and then widened in surprise, and he dropped her wrists before pushing himself away from her.
She noticed his hasty retreat and cocked her head to one side. Her anger was now dissipated, in a whisper she asked for explanation, “Nani?”
Inuyasha didn’t respond, but growled lowly at her.
“What?” She repeated.
She strained to hear him, the water sloshing from their movement nearly drowning out his answer, “You did it again.”
“Huh?”
Instinctively, she leaned forward and extended her hand towards him, but he recoiled as if burned “That thought thing…I, uh…could hear you…”
She gasped at the shocked realization of what he had heard her think, just before he had pulled away. Mumbling in embarrassment, she shrank into herself, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around her ankles, “I…gomen. Can you get me a towel? I should go back…”
Kagome rested her forehead on her knees when she heard him stand, the sound of water dripping from his body back into the tub, and sniffed back a few tears that were forming. An instant later, he was beside her again, his hand lifting her chin to bring her eyes to his, “Why are you crying?”
“Because…” she hiccupped, “I don’t understand…I don’t know… what more do you want from me?”
He leaned forward and gently kissed her, his lips pliant and yielding. She was too afraid to move, so he led her, drew her out, withdrawing the pressure of his kiss, coaxing her to respond. She leaned into him, not ready to relinquish his lips, and he reveled in the victory of his efforts to entice a reaction from her, moving his hand to her neck to pull her deeper. Hesitantly, her lips parted, and she shyly drew her tongue over his lips. He teased back, inclining towards her and placing her hands on either side of her head against the wall. He turned himself and let the water buoy his body over hers so that only their torsos touched, afraid of making her too conscientious of his arousal or their bareness. Kagome gasped at the feel of his chest against hers, his heated skin firm and smooth, the water gliding between them. She drew her arms across her bosom instinctively, hiding her breasts from the slippery friction of his chest, and rested her palms flat on his collarbone, but didn’t push him away. Kagome whimpered when Inuyasha’s lips left hers, but he ignored her quiet entreaty and explored the hollow of her neck with his lips, gently tugging on the velvety skin as he suckled his way to her shoulder and then back again to her ear.
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“Is this what you really want, though?”
Sango sighed, “I’m confused.”
“Confused?” Miroku turned to her and brought her chin up to look in his eyes, “Can I help?”
Sango shook her head and shrugged, “I don’t know.”
The monk leaned forward and nibbled at her lip but she pushed him away, “That doesn’t help.”
He frowned a little at the turn of events, from frisky and playful to retreating again, “Gomen. I will try to behave myself. What are you confused about?”
“When you groped me, it was degrading and disrespectful. That is how I was raised. And I kept telling myself that. But, over time, I found that, more and more, I had to convince myself of that. It became increasingly difficult. As much as a part of me hated it, it made me feel…desirable.” Sango blushed, ashamed, “And it made me want you…physically. But I have wondered for so long if you would really want me, and only me, that I pushed you away. Slapped you away,” She sighed and toyed with an invisible piece of lint on the futon, “After the other night, I want you even more. And…I don’t want to wait any longer. Even if it is only for a short time, I want to know what it’s like, to be yours. I…I don’t want to never know what it’s like to be with a man, to be with you.”
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Consequence no longer had meaning. Neither could think of anything that existed outside of the cloistered darkness, outside of the steamy confines of the bath, outside of the tangle of each others arms. Kagome forgot that she was a virgin, a miko, inexperienced, and often angry with the man she loved, the man she now held, who held onto her just as fiercely. And Inuyasha forgot about his fear of rejection, fear of betrayal, his fear that the woman he loved could one day leave him as so many others had, as he clung to her like a lifeline in a tumultuous storm that they were both caught in. At that moment, it was only the feel of the tingle of the other’s flesh against their own, the sound of their own breathe, strained and forced, the sight of the inky night that engulfed them, shrouded them from view and cocooned them in their own world, the smell of the woods and rain, of vanilla and honeysuckle, the taste of each other.
Tentatively, Kagome slid her hands along the planes of Inuyasha’s chest, gliding down his stomach, memorizing his contours by touch. The tips of her fingers came to rest on his hip, her thumb tracing concentric circles on the trail of silken fuzz that began just below his navel. Inuyasha responded in kind, running his claws along her shoulders, down her arms, then up her sides to just under her breasts, eliciting a tremble in answer to the tickle and anticipation of his touch.
He inched his hands closer to her breasts, giving her further time to protest or halt his progress. When she didn’t, he kissed her deeply again, rolling his thumbs across her peaks. A tremor coursed through Kagome and she arched into his hands.
A chaotic ache was building in them both. Kagome moved her hands down Inuyasha’s thighs and pulled him towards herself, removing the separation of water that had been their only obstruction. Caught in a haze of passion and want, Kagome pressed herself against him and he growled at the feel of her heat so close, her curls ticking and creating additional, mind clouding, friction. The water made them weightless and slick, rocking against each other in an attempt to ease the other’s fire but neither crossing the barrier that would bind them.
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Miroku’s violet eyes gazed deeply into Sango’s aubergine depths, “I want that, too. But I can’t have a child knowing he or she would be subjected to growing up without one or the other parent. I don’t want a repeat of my childhood. And I don’t want to leave you alone, suffering the same way my mother did.” Miroku turned away and stared at the dead ashes in the firepit, “I’m sorry. I just can’t do that.”
Sango chewed her lip thoughtfully, “But, if we do defeat Naraku and lift your curse and marry and have a family, you said yourself, even then, nothing is certain. You could choke on a chicken bone or I could break my neck while working in a rice paddy. And…even if I became with child and something did happen to you, I would be happy to have a little piece of you, something to carry me on. And I would make sure that any children of ours knows the goodness of their father, the happiness he brought me, not his sorrow. I understand your reasons, but please think of mine, too. I’ve thought of the risks. They are risks I am willing to take. Risks I want to take.”
Miroku was quiet for a few moments more, but finally turned back to Sango and took her hands in his. “If we were to even explore each other, I am afraid that I want you too badly to keep myself in check. And I won’t lay with you until we are wed. I’m sorry…I just…”
Sango bowed her head in shame, mourning the loss of the things she had never shared, and feared she never would share, with the man she loved.
Miroku kissed her temple and moved to kneel before her, palms upturned with her hands in his, “That being said….will you be my wife, Sango the demon exterminator?”
Sango looked up, confused, “But…we already…”
Miroku placed a finger to her lips, “Now. Tonight.”
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Inuyasha’s mind screamed for release, for culmination, for the final act that would make her his, but he held back, teasing and appeasing her as she bucked against him. Kagome clenched her thighs closed tighter, trying to extinguish the fire that raged in her belly with the feel of his skin pressed upon hers.
It wasn’t enough.
Inuyasha’s last thread of control snapped when she moaned his name breathlessly and he pulled away to ask his question, no longer caring about the consequence, wholly consumed by the need they shared. He looked into her eyes, clouded with desire for him, and opened his mouth.
“Kagome?”
Both heads snapped to the direction of the voice. Having been so engrossed in each other, they had missed the sound of the outer door opening and the soft footfalls as Sango entered.
Inuyasha wrapped his arms around Kagome, her surprise at being caught in so compromising a position silencing her, and he whispered a curse that rang of both of their frustrations, “Chimatta.”
“Kagome?” Sango called again, “Shippo said you came to take a bath…you here?”
The intrusion was as effective as a bucket of cold water and the pair pulled away from each other quickly, both thankful for the darkness that hid their presence and position from the demon slayer.
Kagome took a shuddered breath but could not entirely hide the quake in her voice, “I’m here, Sango.”
“Oh! Kagome! I’m so glad I found you! Get dressed quickly and come inside! Oh, and bring Inuyasha with you.”
“But-” Before Kagome could question the incursion or find out if Sango knew the two were together in the bath, she heard Sango run out, closing the door behind her.
Kagome turned back towards the shadow of Inuyasha with a sigh, “I wonder what’s going on?” She received a grunt in response, “Turn around so I can get out. And no peeking!”
Inuyasha made to protest that of course he wouldn’t peek, he wouldn’t even want to, but given the circumstances, and the fact that moments before they had been pressed bare flesh to bare flesh, he realized how absurd, and hurtful, that would sound. Instead, he sighed his dissappointment and turned his back to Kagome.
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A/N: Sorry again for the long update- won’t happen again, I promise. Thanks to those of you who have been so adamant about me updating- it makes me feel good to know that you enjoy this story!
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