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Sloppy Seconds	By : CutiePieHentai Category: InuYasha > General Views: 23931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ok, I am adding an authoress' note here, so I apologize if anyone is looking for an update. Life has been hectic (more explanation will follow soon) but I have not give up on "Sloppy Seconds." I will be going on vacation August 14 and WILL be updating that week. No fear, gentle readers, Cutie Pie will not leave you hanging forever. And I thank you all for you kind words of encouragement, critisicms, and patience.A/N: For those interested, I whipped up a little fanart based on this chapter...take a peek at: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/17426507/

In the space of a heartbeat, Kagome was drowning. Her pulse was racing, her breath was labored, her hands were trembling. She was sinking fast beneath the torrent that was Inuyasha�s lips. He felt and scented her body�s response and smirked against her lips, a low rumbling growl reverberating through her as his claws caressed between her shoulder blades. She brought her hands up, her arms circling his neck in a feeble attempt to cling to reality, to retain some control of her body. As Inuyasha�s hands drifted down her back to the curve of her hips, his claws creating a delicious friction through the silk kimono, Kagome realized that the attempt at control was futile.

They drew apart only to gulp a lung full of air before they were tasting each other again, neither seeming to be able get enough of the sweet ambrosia that was the other�s essence.

In their previous encounters, Inuyasha had remained resigned to not escalating their actions, satisfying himself with the fleeting kisses and heated touches, pushing her away before he reached the end of his control. This time, she had given herself to him, she was to be his mate. She loved him, and he her. No longer embarrassed, no longer unsure, no longer consumed with concern of an uncertain future, he could hold nothing back.

The first things to go were the top three buttons of Kagome�s kimono. The frog clasps hung loose and open, revealing the barest hint of the hollow of her neck. Before she could notice the sudden draft and the desecration of her kimono that caused it, Inuyasha had dipped his head to the tender and silky flesh below her chin. Instinctively, Kagome rolled her head to one side, capturing the tip of one of his ears in her mouth as his tongue darted out to bathe her pulse point. For an instant, his eyes flashed crimson as her heated blood called to him. Here was her most vulnerable spot. One nip, one cut, and her life�s blood would be spilled, yet she offered her susceptibility to him, her trust - the balm that both soothed and inebriated him. His youkai was satisfied by her submission and his eyes turned amber before he even noticed the change. His mouth pressed the skin, his lips gently tugging on the tissue, his heart unconsciously falling in time with the blood that pumped just beneath the surface. Kagome let out a strangled groan as heat blossomed in her stomach.

Kagome drew the tip of his ear into her mouth, her lips covering her teeth, and reciprocated his attacks upon her neck. Inuyasha whimpered, pulling away from her neck as she ran her tongue along the edge of his ear, moistening the highly sensitive skin and blowing lightly on the appendage, sending a lurching shiver along his spine that went straight to his groin.

Inuyasha gaped at her, wide eyed, for a moment. True, he knew that his ears were sensitive to the touch. A firm yank had been known to cause immense and lingering discomfort on more than one occasion. True, the simple caress of her nimble fingers on his ears was enough to have him instantly in a state of throbbing arousal. That was the reason that he had always denied her urges to touch them. But never in his wildest of dreams would he have expected her to give such adoring attention to them. They were the symbol of his abominable existence; it had never occurred to him that anyone would find them remotely erotic. And he could never have anticipated the effect her attentions had on him.

Inuyasha growled and panted, his eyes glowing with an inner fire of lust, �Do� that� again.�

Kagome blushed but her lips twisted into a smirk of her own. She complied with his request, her hands fisting in his hair to urge his head lower. Her tongue traced the shell of his left ear, then switched to his right, before encasing the fluffy triangle with her lips, tenderly grazing them with her blunt eyeteeth. She had dreamed of touching his ears, caressing them, fondling them, for so long that, now that she was able to do so without an indignant retort, she couldn�t help but savor the realization of her secret fetish. They were firm yet yielding, reminding her of al dente pasta, the soft protective covering of silvery fur reminiscent of nibbling a ripe kiwi fruit. She flicked the edge with the tip of her tongue one last time, earning a throaty moan from her lover.

Inuyasha was in a haze. His eyes had almost instantly rolled back into his head as her teeth had scraped against him sensually. As she pulled away, he realized the position she had gotten herself into and moved to fully exploit it to his advantage. When she had drawn his head lower to gain easier access to his ears, she had unwittingly placed his chin in the valley of her breasts. Inuyasha retaliated for the torturous bliss by carefully maneuvering, with his fangs and tongue, the two clasps that held the bosom of her kimono closed.

Now, the undone buttons totaled five.

Inuyasha�s hands found their way to Kagome�s shoulders by touch, even as he nosed open the folds of her kimono, finally revealing a more satisfying expanse of creamy flesh to his gaze. The kimono fell from her shoulders to pool at the crook of her elbows as she held onto him, her shaky hands desperately clutching his forearms as he leaned closer, his breath as soft, moist puffs of air against her skin. Without warning, he captured one pert nipple between his fangs and flicked his tongue over the tip. Inuyasha raised his eyes to her face as he continued to antagonize the miko, reveling in the flush on her cheeks, the way her eyes had slipped closed, and the quiver of her lips. Her mouth fell open as she struggled to breathe, her throat tight under the onslaught. All too soon, Inuyasha noticed her acclimation to his touch, her pulse slowing ever so slightly as the shocking sensitivity dulled with repetition. Not one to be undone when he had so been enjoying her reaction, Inuyasha transferred his attentions to her other exposed orb with renewed vigor, his self-satisfaction returning as her heartbeat quickened once again. He repeated this action over and over and over again. Each time that her nerve endings would be lulled into complacency, the intense heat of the initial contact reducing to a dull warmth in her veins, he would reawaken her senses by lavishing new attention on the neglected twin, refusing her body respite from the ever higher spiral of pleasure that he drove her towards.

At first, Kagome had relinquished herself to the overwhelming sensations that he was inducing. She squirmed against him, clenching her thighs against the rising ache, and whimpering pleas that urged him on. Eventually, though, that was not enough, as her unrealized culmination grew to a fevered pitch. When the ecstasy grew nearly excruciating in intensity, she gently pushed him away, gasping, �Please� please, no more�too much��

Inuyasha was concerned that she had changed her mind, perhaps disgusted by his sudden perverted aggression, until he saw the frustration in her eyes. He understood the look; he knew the feeling well. Before he could decide whether or not to acknowledge her request or simply return to his previous task, she had thrown herself into his arms, her chest heaving under the strain of her attempts to gain control of her mutinous body. She trembled against him, her entire frame quaking. He held her tight, understanding without words that her inexperienced nerves had been unable to endure so much teasing. With this realization came the one that turnabout was fair play.

As she recovered her bearings, her head still swimming and her vision blurry, Kagome found herself pressed into the crook of Inuyasha�s neck. The throb of his pulse and the movement of his Adam�s apple as he swallowed was too enticing to ignore. Almost of their own accord, her lips found their way to the delectable golden skin and she nibbled at the base of his jaw, trailing light kisses and nips along his collarbone and down to his chest. She was pleasantly surprised to find that Inuyasha was not immune to the same treatment he had tortured her with when she flicked her tongue playfully over one of the pink nubs on his chest. He shivered and moaned, his own body stiffening under her suckling, his ears twitching in agitation and increasing excitement.

As her mouth languidly explored, Kagome�s hands wandered over the planes of his chest and his stomach, her touch feather light, both tickling and heating him simultaneously. He shuddered again as her small hands fell dangerously close to the manifestation of his masculinity, her strokes stilling as she reached the waist of his pants. The exploration of her mouth led her increasingly lower, first kissing the flesh that covered his ribs, then licking and nipping the taut set of muscles around his navel, finally blowing on the concave of the top of his hips. She slid her legs behind her, her head now nearly upon his lap, and playfully nipped at the bulge that visibly strained against his clothes. Inuyasha let out a hissing breath through clenched teeth, grabbing at her arms and sitting her back up at eye level before she could advance upon him again.

Inuyasha had bit his lip to retrain himself when she had nipped at him, her scent of arousal calling forth all of his dominant tendencies, and now a trickle of blood dripped from his mouth to his chin from where he had punctured the skin with his fang. His eyes were smoldering, the liquid amber ringed by the faintest twinge of ruby around his irises, and he clenched and unclenched his jaw, his want telegraphed loudly to her by the heat in his gaze.

Kagome looked back at him through her lashes, a seductively false innocence on her face. Between her teeth was the end of the tie of his hakama. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow, glancing from his now loosened pants to the tie she held in her mouth. Slowly raising her hand and taking the string between two fingers, she brushed the end along his chest, but he caught her wrist, his eyes never leaving hers. He rose to his feet, pulling her up with him, until they were standing.

Inuyasha inhaled deep calming breaths, and caught her other wrist, gently but firmly bending her arms behind her, one of his hands holding her in place. Now, their upper bodies were almost touching, the heat radiating off of them both almost scorching. With his free hand, Inuyasha traced a route from Kagome�s neck to her navel with a single finger. Goosebumps formed on her bare torso, but he continued his trail, the razor sharp edges of his claw slicing through the last of the clasps on her kimono.

As it fell away, remaining on only by the sleeves, she glared at him, �Baka, that was my mother�s��

He nipped at her bottom lip, silencing her, �It�s fixable.�

Inuyasha captured her lips again, releasing her wrists, her kimono dropping to the ground, as he pressed her bare form against himself. He rocked against her, demonstrating his growing need, and her hands anxiously fumbled to the top of his hakama again, pushing the fabric down his hips. The bottoms fell to his feet and they were revealed to each other finally.

Inuyasha stepped away from Kagome, lifting her chin with one finger, to look into her eyes. Raw emotion swam in the depths as he studied her, his gaze never leaving her face, �Kagome�I love you�I� I don�t know the words to say how much.�

�No words,� she whispered in agreement. Tentatively, her hand reached out, her fingertips just grazing the evidence of his arousal. He exhaled sharply and swallowed as her other hand joined the first, ��Show me...mate.�

Inuyasha grinned and nodded, bending to wrap one arm around her shoulders and the other around her knees, he knelt, laying her gently down upon the flannel blanket. At odds with her modesty, Kagome fought to keep still, holding her arms at her sides as Inuyasha drank in her form. He was straddling her, one leg on either side of her knees, and his most private part pressing searing heat against her thigh. She was nervous as he studied her, suddenly anxious and unsure, but he smiled reassuringly, obvious affection softening his eyes. The beams from the sliver of moon and the flickering of the candles mixed, bathed her in silvery radiance, the light catching and glistening off of the drops of perspiration that clung like a light dew to her body. Her hair, the ends still damp from her bath, fanned around her head, framing her face, the onyx contrasting and highlighting the porcelain of her complexion. The night was balmy, the whisper of a breeze slipping over her, the silence unbroken, cloaking, comforting.

Gingerly, as if afraid that she would disappear as though nothing more than a dream, Inuyasha reached a hand out to touch her shoulder. His caress was light, a polarity to the heated petting they had been exchanging moments before, and he brushed his palms sensually over her, memorizing her every inch. Her eyes fell shut as she savored the feel of him, her lashes brushing daintily against the tops of her cheeks, and the corners of her lips pulling up into the slightest of contented smiles. Kagome�s skin flushed, but she did not squirm as his callused hands moved from her shoulders to her collar and down her chest, flitting only briefly across her breasts, then down the smooth expanse of her abdomen, coming to rest on her hips.

Kagome opened her eyes and smiled at Inuyasha, her eyes filling with warmth at the vulnerable and erotic sight of him kneeling before her. The same sliver of moon had risen just over his shoulder, casting a halo of light around his silver mane, the tips of his ears trained on any sound from her. She allowed her gaze to wander lower, from the dark brows that always animated his expression, to the golden orbs that she always fell into, past the delicate bridge of his nose, the pout of his lips, and the sculpted chisel of his jaw. The sinewy muscles in his neck jumped and the flesh of his chest rippled as he shifted. Only the puckered scar over his heart, the reminder of fifty years anchored to the Goshinbuku, marred the flawless skin.

As always, he was a paradox to her; a blend of everything masculine, rough, and domineering, yet fragile, gentle, yearning.

How many times had that chest been wounded protecting her? How many times had she washed blood, his or an adversary�s, from his cheeks? How many times had those arms pushed her away? How many times had she wrapped bandages to his back? How many times had those full lips spoken harsh, cruel words to her?

How many times had she been cradled against that chest when he had been concerned for her safety? How many times had she prepared Ramen for that stomach? How many times had those arms pushed her out of harm�s way? How many times had that back carried her? How many times had those lips comforted her?

She didn�t think there were numbers that counted that high.

Kagome raised her hands as Inuyasha leaned forward, resting her palms on his shoulders as he nuzzled her neck. She ran her fingers over his neck and chest as he had done, feeling the muscles leap under her touch. Delving lower, she grazed his abdomen and his sides, circling his waist and drawing him closer, finally resting her hands at the base of his spine. He kissed her neck gently, drawing in the scent of her as she ran her hands up and down his back.

As always, she was his balm and his bane; a blend of everything feminine, soft, and yielding, yet strong, loyal, and passionate.

How many times had her lips spoken the words that sent him plummeting to the ground? How many times had her passion put her in danger? How many times had her eyes sensed the jewel? How many times had her heart forgiven an enemy that should have been destroyed? How many times had tears torn at him as he had gone to see Kikyo? How many times had her hands let loose an arrow in battle? How many times had she gone through the well and left him to return to her era?

How many times had her lips cried out for him? How many times had her passion convinced him to do the right thing? How many times had her eyes seen him, not as an abomination, but as an equal? How many times had her heart healed his bitterness? How many times had her tears been shed for his wounds? How many times had her hands reached out to comfort him? How many times had she come back through the well and returned to his side?

He didn�t think there were as many stars in the sky.

Inuyasha raised his head from her neck and pressed his lips to hers. Without hesitation, she responded, melting further against him, opening her self to his silent entreaty. She lost herself in him, he drowned himself in her. His tongue found hers and they battled, not for dominance or submission, but with themselves as they tried to show the other the depth of their emotion.

Kagome felt the rise in her blood as his very touch, his nearness, renewed the spark in her veins. Her core still throbbed and she bucked against him as his hands found their way to her breasts again, his thumbs flicking the tips until they pebbled under his touch. As she arched into his hands, Inuyasha lifted himself from her and kissed each orb again, capturing each in his mouth and rolling his tongue over the puckered nipples. Kagome gasped beneath him as her insides clenched, but this time he continued down her body, kissing her navel and blowing at her curls as he traveled even lower, her legs parting as he slipped between them. Wrapping his arms around her knees, he leaned into her heat, inhaling deeply the scent that was so uniquely hers.

The last time he had been granted access to her in such a way, he had been unable to completely relish the experience, unwilling to completely lose himself for fear that he would take her against her will. Now, as he dipped his tongue out to taste her, he cleared his mind of all thoughts, focusing on her mewling whimpers and gasping breaths as she shuddered. Still enthralled with the clean spring water essence, he flicked his tongue over her hidden pearl and smirked arrogantly when she dug her blunt human nails into the blanket. His youkai rose in his mind but he did not squelch the feeling, for once not worried about the motives of his demon side. He was in no danger. His life was not threatened. Tetsusiaga was only an arm�s reach away. His youkai, that other part of him, also wanted this girl for his mate. His humanity and his youkai, what, combined, made him what he was, were for once in complete agreement. And to complete the ritual, she had to accept his youkai to bond them as mates.

Kagome felt the change in Inuyasha, even without seeing the subtle change in his features. His aura wrapped itself around her, cocooning her in his chi like a comforting blanket. She felt no fear, though, as she would have expected when his demon side rose to the surface. Instead, his youkai gently called to her, asking for her permission and acceptance. She felt the first tremors of her orgasm, her inner muscles tightening and quivering as he continued to run his tongue along her folds, continued to graze her nub with his elongated fangs.

She pushed weakly at his shoulders, struggling to get his attention. He growled in response, the reverberation only adding to the sensation and the tightening in her core. She pushed again and he looked up at her, disappointment and frustration in his eyes.

Kagome shook her head at him and tried to lift her legs to urge him upwards to her, �No,� she breathed, �Not like that, not this time.� He cocked his head to the side, now curious, �I want you, Inuyasha. I want to feel you.�

Comprehension dawned and he nodded, kissing his way up her body to her lips. She cupped his face in her hands as he slipped into her mouth and traced the faint stripes that were appearing. As he pulled away, his hardness resting teasingly against her heat, she looked deeply into his eyes, now more crimson than gold, �Inuyasha?�

�Feh.� He could smell no fear from her, only arousal, and knew what she was questioning. Was his youkai dominant? Would he remember this tomorrow?

At his trademark response she smiled and lifted her hips in offering.

�You�re sure?� His voice was gruff, husky with his desire.

She nodded and bucked against him, urging him to continue. He needed no other encouragement and slipped himself into her, growling loudly as she clenched around him. She closed her eyes and sighed at the feeling of fullness, the feeling of completeness, of being whole. He inched forward, slowly, ever slowly, until he reached the barrier that proved her maidenhood. She tensed a bit beneath him, but as the seconds ticked by and he still did not move, she opened her eyes.

�Inuyasha? What�s wrong?� His eyes were pained, torn between action and inaction, and his jaw was clenched, the muscles in his neck strained as he remained frozen.

Panting, he dropped his forehead to hers, �I� I can�t to it.�

�What? Why?� Her heart felt torn in two. Was he thinking of Kikyo? Was he questioning his decision to be with her?

�I can�t� hurt you.�

�Oh, Inuyasha�� Relief swamped her and her heart nearly burst at the tenderness of his concern. She smiled at him again, �It�s the same for nearly every woman. It�s okay. It won�t last long... And if it means I�ll be yours� it�s be worth it.� She gently rocked her hips to encourage him further, but he flinched and pulled away.

She whimpered as he removed himself entirely from her, but she grew more concerned as he fell back on his haunches, looking away from her.

�Inu�� She rested a hand on his shoulder, but pulled it back when he tensed at her touch, �Inuyasha, please talk to me.�

�I can�t�� he choked, �I can�t hurt you. I�ve always said I�d protect you, and now, when we� I can�t.�

Kagome crawled on her hands and knees and knelt in front of him. She had been right in trusting him, even when his youkai was dominant. Even now, when the purple markings, elongated fangs, and lengthened claws were present, evidence of the elevated demon presence within him, he could not even bring himself to hurt her, even to take her as his mate. The pain, the frustration, the helplessness, in his eyes was plainly visible, and she struggled to find the words to reassure him, �Do you trust me?�

His eyes snapped to hers. A strange sense of déjà vu filled them both as she smiled sweetly, reiterating her question and returning the words he had asked of her, �Do you trust me?�

For a brief instant she feared that he would deny her, but hesitantly he nodded once.

Kagome climbed into his lap and pushed his shoulders, catching him off guard and sending him toppling onto his back, �Close your eyes.�

He looked doubtful but did as she requested. It seemed like an eternity as he lay there, his eyes closed and his senses straining to determine what she was going to do. Suddenly, he felt one of her hands surround his length and he grew rigid, struggling within himself not to open his eyes. He felt her shift around him, but he continued to lay still, waiting to see what she had planned. He desperately wanted to look at her, but he knew that if he opened his eyes after assuring her that he trusted her, she would doubt his faith in her and she would be crushed. After agonizing over not being able to hurt her physically, the last thing he wanted was to hurt her emotionally. Besides, he�d done enough of that already.

But when he felt his arousal suddenly surrounded by a tight moist warmth and heard Kagome�s sharp cry, accompanied by the acrid scent of her blood, he opened his eyes in surprise.

She was resting on her elbows, her arms on either side of his chest, her eyes were tightly shut and she was chewing her bottom lip. A single tear had squeezed out of her eye and was making its way down her face. Inuyasha looked further down and saw that she had impaled herself on him to the hilt.

He wiped the tear from her cheek and affectionately chastised her, �Baka bitch.�

She smiled meekly and opened her eyes, �Hn, but now I�m your baka bitch.�

He chuckled at her but remained unmoving, still aware of her obvious discomfort. He was struck again by the bounds of his love for her. She was simply an amazing woman. He felt slightly guilty that she had had to resort to such measures, especially since, as her mate, it was something that he should have had the strength to do. But his guilt was soon forgotten as he became more aware of the feel of her.

He groaned as she resituated herself, the pain subsiding, lifting herself from her elbows and planting her hands on his chest. She leaned forward to kiss him, every movement of her body transmitted through their connection. She smirked when he moaned again, valiantly trying to remain still.

Kagome leaned back and trailed her fingers along his chest, splaying one hand on either of his hips. Still he refused to move. She rocked back, then rose on her knees, lifting herself off of him slightly, before dropping back against him. His jaw clenching and a low growl were her only response.

The fire in her belly had returned with a vengeance and, if he was refusing to do anything about it, she would damned if she was just going to sit there. She rose up again, using the balls of her feet to rise farther until only the tip of him remained within her. She threw her head back as she sank down, once again the consuming feeling of wholeness erupting inside of her. She opened her eyes at the feel of clawed hands on her waist. As she lifted herself up this time, he guided her, lending her his strength.

�Kami!�

Neither knew who had made the exclamation, perhaps it had been both of them, as they repeated the process, never taking their eyes of each other.

It was agonizingly slow for Inuyasha, Kagome receding from him only to be surrounded by her once again. When he could take it no more, he grabbed her hands and stilled her, rolling their bodies so that she was pinned beneath him, he ground out, �Damn it, woman. Are you trying to kill me?�

She smirked and kissed his nose. The smirk faded into a pant as he rocked into her, the warmth in her belly growing into a blazing, consuming fire as he filled her repeatedly, his growl reverberating and creating an aching friction against the hooded pearl above her sex. As their need for each other grew into an all-consuming thing, the milky mist of Kagome�s aura was once again visible to them, swirling around their bodies, insinuating and wrapping itself around their limbs. Inuyasha�s youkai joined, the two auras intertwining, weaving together in the very air around them. The tendrils of essence filled their nostrils, entered their mouths as they kissed. Inuyasha could feel Kagome�s aura caressing his flesh, like dozens of her hands stroking him, gliding over his skin, seeping into his pores. It was warm, so very warm, radiating heat. Inuyasha�s youkai skimmed Kagome�s body like the flick of his tongue over her, playing in her hair, scraping delicately like his fangs over her flesh, titillating but never painful. The eerie lights pulsed around them, in time with their growing ache. Inuyasha kissed her deeply, pulling away only when her breathless panting escalated to the point where she could no longer respond with her lips.

Her hands were once again pawing uselessly against the blanket, his claws were tightly gripping her hips. He felt her inner walls begin to ripple around him and reached down, lifting her ankles to circle his waist. She locked her ankles at the small of his back, gasping as he delved even further within her, the whimpers and choppy versions of his name from her lips goading his youkai. He dipped his head and captured one of her breasts within his mouth, increasing the thrusting of his hips and echoing the actions with his tongue against her chest. She was winding tighter, higher than she ever had before, and Kagome felt her entire body become paralyzed, the muscles in her legs and torso stiffening, her back arching off of the ground, and her mouth opening in a soundless scream, as her heart stopped, the coiled tightness within her snapping, her core convulsing around Inuyasha.

The sudden tightening all around him was too much for the hanyou and he pushed harder into her one last time, his vision darkening as he exploded within her, his entire being feeling as though he was flying apart, bursting outwards from his center.

Their auras crashed together in a sudden burst, a pillar of light, as they climaxed, a crescendo that brightened the entire clearing, blowing out the candles and outshining the stars. The glow settled into their skin, a copper shimmer that pulsed with the after effects of their lovemaking, before fading, as Inuyasha collapsed against Kagome, her arms reaching around him to cradle him against her chest.

Eventually their heartbeats slowed, their breathing evened, and Inuyasha withdrew from Kagome with a final twitch. She whimpered at the loss of warmth, the emptiness dulled by a tingling ache, but he pulled her to him as he flopped against the ground, every muscle in his body protesting any further movement.

He kissed her temple and nuzzled her crown, his contented growl echoing through her body as she lay sprawled across him, �Get some sleep, bitch.� Almost as an afterthought, he whispered before closing his eyes, �I love you.�

The night was unseasonably warm and the heat from the other�s body was more than enough to keep them comfortable. Kagome drowsed in his arms, their legs in a tangle, and her head on his chest, basking in the afterglow of their coupling and his soothing scent, �Mmhmmm. Love you, too.� She idly traced the defined muscles of her pillow, a cheesy satisfied grin on her face, �The candles were a nice touch. Who would have pegged you for the romantic type?�

Inuyasha cracked one eye sleepily down at her, �You�re still awake? You don�t ever shut up, do you?� He grunted as her hand wandered further down his body, scratching absently in the silvery curls below his navel, �Romantic? Feh. Those were for the ritual.�

Her hand stilled, �But� you said that you wanted to wait��

He chuckled and smirked down at her, one eyebrow raised, �I did? I don�t remember saying that.� He closed his eyes again.

Kagome moved to rest her chin on his chest, looking up at him, �You�� Her eyes narrowed before she broke into an evil grin, �You�re a bad puppy.�

At his indignant gasp, she leaned up and ran her thumbs along the tips of his ears, her nose against his. He shivered and growled but did not open his eyes, his head lurching forward to capture her lips. He released her and let his head fall back to the ground, �Whatcha gonna do about it, bitch?� He raised his hips, teasing her with his reawakening arousal against her thigh.

Kagome stiffened, then giggled, as he deftly rolled her beneath his body again, nipping her neck and tickling her sides with his claws. Her laughter rang through the clearing, soon replaced by murmurs and whispering endearments, as he worked to show her just how naughty of a puppy he could really be.

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A/N: Ok�there�is�your�lemon. DAMN! That was fun. It�s late and I�m tired, so I�ll get back to thanking my reviewers next go �round. Next chapter: the wish on the Shikon�unless I get sidetracked by another random plot bunny. We�ll see�

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