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Author’s Note: Yes, drake220, this is a repost. I originally posted this on fanfiction.net in mid
January, then I posted it again on mediaminer. And now it’s here for your reading enjoyment, so
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                                                 Chapter 5: Before and After
            He pulled her to him, capturing her mouth in a hot embrace. Lips and teeth and tongues.
Co-mingling, intertwining, interchanging. Retreating and advancing, thrusting and withdrawing.
She tasted just like whipped cream.
            “Ohhh, InuYasha . . .”
            He trailed wet kisses down her face and neck, caressing her back and sides, her breath hot
against his ear.
            She pressed her body tightly against his. “Let’s lay down.”
            “Yeah,” he nodded. He stood and spread the open sleeping bag on the floor of the cave.
He then turned, took her hand, and helped her to her feet. “Your bed, my lady.”
            She smiled and blushed, the two of them standing before the outstretched bag.
            “Ladies first,” he said.
            She took his cue, stepped onto the bag and knelt down, her hand still within his grasp.
            He stepped onto the bag and sat down in front of her, her hand gripping his quite tightly.
“Are you nervous?” he asked.
            “A little,” she admitted. “I’m always in control with my little ‘toys,’ but . . .”
            He took his free hand and ran it through her hair.
            She tilted her head to the side and smiled. “But you’re not a sex toy,” she finished.
            He moved his hand from her hair to the side of her face, caressing her cheek with his
thumb. “You have a very pretty face, Kagome.”
            She blushed.
            “Even more so when it goes red.”
            She laughed to herself.
            He slipped his hand behind her neck, continuing to caress her cheek with his thumb. “I
want you, Kagome.”
            She gave a nervous chuckle, then nodded. “I want you, too.”
            “Good.” He slid his hand down her spine and eased her back onto the sleeping bag. She
pulled him down with her; his chest and shoulders above her, his lower body resting against the
bag.
              “InuYasha . . .” She pushed the hair back from his face and smiled.
            “What?” he smiled in reply.
            “I wish you’d kiss me.”
            He lowered himself down on top of her and claimed her mouth.
            She murmured something unintelligible then grasped the sides of his head, returning the
kiss, running her fingers through his hair.
            He felt her nipples harden against his chest. “Kagome . . .”
            She slid her hands from his head to his neck, gliding them across his back and shoulders,
flexing her fingers over his muscles, digging into them as they expanded and contracted..
            He rolled off to her side and ran his hand down the front of her body, kissing her
intermittently between caresses. Massaging her shoulder, grazing over her collarbone, cupping
one of her breasts in his hand, teasing its nipple into a turgid erection with his forefinger and
thumb. He then serviced it with his teeth and tongue, soliciting a low moan from his willing
partner.
            “InuYasha . . .”
            He kissed his way across her chest and made his way to her other breast.
            She stroked the back of his head. “Good boy.”
            He growled in reply.
            She giggled as he slid his hand further down her body, over the flat plane of her stomach
towards the lightly tufted triangle between her thighs. “InuYasha . . .”
            He continued to suckle at her breast as he rubbed the opening to her body.
            “Mmmmm . . .”
            He glanced up at her to see her bite her lower lip and draw in a quick, sharp breath. He
smiled to himself. ‘Good boy,’ huh?
            “InuYasha . . .”
            He could feel the moisture beginning to form on his fingertips, the heat from her
woman’s canal increasing. She arched her hips towards him, and he took the opportunity to dip
his middle finger inside her.
            “Relax,” he whispered.
            She licked her lips and rolled her listlessly to the side.
            “Do you know how good you feel, Kagome?” He continued to ply her with his middle
finger as he trailed wet kisses along her neck, sucking her earlobe into the moist cavern of his
mouth.
            “Inu–InuYasha . . .”
            He kissed her face and neck, running his tongue over her collarbone, quickening the
thrusts of his finger. She was very wet now, and he enjoyed the salty taste of her sweat as it
dissolved on his tongue . . . Soon, very soon, he’d make her his.
            “Ahhhh!”
            He felt her walls contract on his finger. She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her head
back against the sleeping bag, her breath coming in quick, shallow gulps.
            “My god, InuYasha . . . Wh–what did you do to me?”
            He chuckled to himself as her breathing began to slow and the flush about her cheeks
faded. He kissed her, then patted the top of her head. “Good girl,” he nipped at her ear.
            “You bastard,” she laughed.
            But he wasn’t finished with her yet . . . He captured her face in his hands and kissed her
gently, slowly, deeply on the mouth.
            She sighed and wrapped her arms around him, rolling on to her side.
            He teased her with his tongue, gradually getting her to open herself up to him. She
pressed her body tightly against him, her left leg draped over his right, his erection pulsing hotly
against her stomach.
            So what would it be? She wondered. On my back or on my knees?
            He broke the kiss and caressed her lower back, smiling gently at her. “Roll over for me,”
he said.
            “On my back?” she asked.
            He shook his head slowly from left to right.
            “I should’ve known.”
            He kissed her again, blushing slightly, then she rolled away from him onto her stomach.
            Oh well, she thought. This IS one of the positions I marked in the book.
            He positioned himself over her and slipped a hand beneath her stomach. “Up,” he
whispered in her ear.
            She smiled, then pulled her knees beneath her and stuck her bottom in the air.
            On my hands? Or on my elbows? She wondered. How was it again in the book?
            “Kagome . . .” He ran his hands down her back and sides, kissing between her shoulder
blades. They felt warm and gentle and strong, sending scintillating shockwaves down her spine.
His lips, hot and wet and smooth, intensified the sensation, making her thighs tremble, her arms
shake. “InuYasha . . .”
            He entered her easily, and she immediately sank down to her elbows.
            “You okay?” he asked.
            She nodded her response. Talking required too much thought.
            “Kagome?”
            She nodded again, more exaggerated, so he could clearly understand.
            “Okay . . .” He slid his hands down to her hips and began to move within her.
            “My god . . .” The feel of him . . . Should she be reacting this strongly? This soon?
            He drew in a deep breath and pushed it out. His manhood moved slowly, deeply inside
her.
            “Ohhhh . . .” She could feel it pulsing and throbbing, rubbing against her inner walls,
penetrating her with the warmth of its heat . . . The pleasure was indescribable . . . The intensity
unimaginable . . . He filled her in every possible way.
            “Kagome . . .”
            She moved her hips back against him, bumping her bottom against his groin. “Faster,”
she said.
            He tightened the grip on her hips and picked up his pace.
            She could hear him breathing–ragged, deeply. The heat from his hands . . . the sweat on
his palms . . . the scent of his musk . . . She gripped the sleeping bag and squeezed her eyes shut.
Every thrust he made brought her that much closer to her climax.
            “Ka-Kagome . . .”
            Her forehead dropped to the floor. Sweat poured down her face. She opened her mouth
to breathe.
            “Ah, Kagome . . . my Kagome . . .”
            She widened her stance, allowing him to deepen the penetration. “More,” she sighed
breathily.
            He wrapped his arms around her and brought them both down on their sides. He thrust
into her as he squeezed her left breast, licking and kissing his way along her neck.
            “Inu . . . Yasha . . .”
            He pulled her tightly against him, thrusting rapidly and roughly into her. “K--Ka–Kagome . . .”
            It hit her in an instant . . . The feel of him, the touch of him . . . the sound of him calling
her name. “Ahhhh!” She squeezed her eyes shut and allowed the wave to wash over her . . . the
tingling, the buzzing, and that violent jolt of ECSTACY.
            The tensing and contracting, the numbness in her fingers and toes . . . She took a few
short, shallow breaths, then called out again.
            It seemed that then, and only then, that InuYasha let himself finish. He called her name,
pushed forward one final time and released his seed into her as her womb loosened and
contracted.
            “Oh, my god, InuYasha . . .”
            He kept her wrapped tightly in his embrace, placing kisses along the side of her face, and
down her neck and shoulders.. “Yeah . . .”
            She took another moment to catch her breath. “THAT wasn’t in any of the books.”
            “Yeah,” he nodded
                                     She rested her head against his chest. “I’m glad I didn’t use the handcuffs.”
                         He chuckled to himself. “Me too.”
            “Or the mask.”
            “Me too.”
            “And we didn’t need the books.”
            He shook his head. “Nope.”
            “Kinda makes me mad I’ve been carrying all the stuff around for nothing.”
            “Well, you kinda used the whip,” he said.
            “Not the way it was meant to be used,” she said. “You should be bloody and sweaty and
crawling at my feet by now.”
            He nuzzled his nose against her neck. “Well, two outta three ain’t bad.”
            She laughed to herself. “You’d crawl at my feet? I kinda doubt that.”
            He turned her face towards him and kissed her. “NEVER doubt me.”
            She nodded and smiled.
            They were quiet for awhile, the sound of the rain outside filling the cave.
            “InuYasha?”
            He rested his chin on her shoulder. “Yeah?”
            She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. “How did you know?” she asked.
            “Know what?” he asked.
            She smiled suggestively at him. “You know,” she said. “I had my books and my
grandpa’s videos, but you . . .”
            “Instinct,” he said.
            “Oh.” She supposed that made sense. After all, animals didn’t exactly have sex ed
classes.
            “And Miroku,” he added.
            She laughed a little uneasily. “What?”
            “And Sango,” he added. “They really go at it when you’re not around.”
            “Oh,” she sighed a breath of relief. “When you said you learned from Miroku, I
thought...”
            “Thought what?” he asked.
            She shook her head. “I’m too embarrassed to say.”
            “Kagome . . .”
            She gave in grudgingly. “I thought he was giving you . . . one-on-one lessons.”
            “What!”
            “It was an honest mistake,” she said. “Don’t get mad.”
            He scoffed. “You let a guy touch your ass one time and . . .”
            “What?”
            He shook his head. “Nothing.”
            She opened her mouth to say something, but then decided against it. She was too happy
to get mad at him. For WHATEVER reason . . . It was best to just drop it and enjoy the rest of
the night.
            He reached for her blanket and pulled it over top of them.
            “That’s better,” she sighed. “I was getting a little cold.”
            “I know,” he said. “I felt you shiver.”
            “Are you gonna get any sleep tonight?” she asked.
            He shook his head. “You know I never sleep on nights like this.”
            She smiled and sighed. “Yeah, I know.”
            “But you get some sleep.”
            “You won’t mind?” she asked.
            “Why should I?”
            She smiled at him and patted his cheek.
            He smiled in reply.
            “It’s almost like we’re different people, now,” she said.
            “Different?”
            “I mean, now that we’re like this,” she gestured to the two of them wrapped in one
blanket, “we can’t go back to the way we were . . . You know? Just friends?”
            “Oh,” he nodded. “I can see that.”
            “And we seemed to have made a rather smooth transition of it,” she continued. “Enemies
to strangers, strangers to acquaintances, acquaintances to friends and friends to lovers,” she
smiled again.
            He smiled back.
            “ . . . Though I never saw YOU as an enemy.”
            “It was an honest mistake,” he said.
            “You tried to KILL me,” she said.
            “It was an honest mistake. I thought you were her.”
            “But you’ve never tried to kill her, though . . . Even after she tried to kill me.”
            He sighed and hugged her more tightly. “Whatta you want me to say, Kagome?”
            “Nothing,” she shook her head.
            “You’re not gonna start crying, are you?”
            “No,” she said. “Why would I do that?”
            “Good,” he said. “Because there’s no reason for that.”
            “I know.”
            A few moments later tears began to fall.
            “You ARE crying.”
            “I am not,” she said. “My eyes are watering.”
            “I already explained about her,” he said. “I thought we’d gotten past all that.”
            “We have.” The tears kept coming. What was wrong with her? He HAD picked her,
after all. He’d even explained about Kikyo . . . So what was her problem? They’d gotten
through the past and now . . .
            He ran the back of his hand down her cheek. “Look at me, Kagome.”
            She sniffed back the tears and turned to face him. “What?”
            “I can’t change what happened fifty years ago.”
            “I know that.”
            “And I can’t change the way I felt about her.”
            She scoffed. “I know that, too.”
            “FELT,” he emphasized. “Not feel. Past, not present . . . Kikyo and I weren’t like this.
We NEVER could’ve been like this.”
            “I know,” she said.
            “Then why do you look so sad?” he asked. “Why’re you crying, and what can I do to
make you stop?”
            “I’m just being silly,” she laughed. “Ignore me.”
            He brushed back her tears with his thumb. “How can I ignore what’s right in front of my
face?”
            “You’ve managed to before,” she said. “How do I know you won’t again?”
            He smiled at her. “NEVER doubt me,” he said. “Never doubt my feelings. Never doubt
my heart.”
            She blinked at him.
            “Even when I’m calling you names. Even when I tell you that you can’t go home. Even
when I’m being a complete ass, and totally pissing you off . . . Try to forget about those things
and think about this.”
            She wiped her tears away. “Think about what?” she asked.
            He smiled to himself. “You’re mine, Kagome Higurashi. And from this point on, NO
ONE comes before you do.”
            “But . . .”
            “But nothing,” he said. “There is no ‘but.’”
            “But--”
            “You’re mine,” he cut her off. “Plain and simple.”
            “InuYasha . . .”
            “And I want you more than anything on the face of the earth,” he added. “And . . . I’m
sorry I tried to kill you.”
            Laughter mixed with her dried tears.
            “Now, that’s what I like to see,” he said.
            Kagome blushed.
            He kissed the side of her face and neck.
            “Now, stop that,” she said. “You’ll get me started again.”
            “And what’s wrong with that?”
            She giggled and reached behind her, between his legs. “Where’s the OFF switch on this
thing?”
            He sighed heavily into her ear. “I don’t know, but that DEFINITELY wasn’t it.”
            She laughed to herself.
            His hand crept down her body to the crevice between her thighs.
            “InuYasha . . .”
            He nibbled at her ear and stroked the delicate folds of her womanhood. “Maybe we
could take a closer look at those books of yours this time?”
            She grinned seductively. “Oh?” she said. “And what about--?”
            “Don’t even MENTION the other stuff.”
            She pouted. “You’re no fun at all.”
            He rolled her over to face him. “I’ll show you how much FUN I can be . . .”
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                                                             EPILOGUE:
            “Wake up, Kagome.”
            She sat up and wiped the sleep out of her eyes. “Morning already?” she asked.
            InuYasha had already dressed and was back to his “normal” half-demon self. “Yep,” he
stood off to the side of her, arms folded, a perpetually sour-looking expression on his face.
“Now, hurry up before the others eat all our breakfast.”
            She yawned and stretched. “Okay, okay. Just let me get dressed and pack up all my
stuff.”
            He scoffed. “Just make sure you don’t take all day.” He stalked off towards the cave’s
entrance, stopping just outside the cave, waiting for her, she assumed.
            Kagome sighed. Despite everything that had passed between them last night, everything
seemed to be back to normal now.
            “Hurry up!” he growled from the entrance. “I’m starving.”
            She pushed the blanket back and stood. “I’m coming, I’m coming.” She grabbed her
clothes and slipped them on. “Jeez, keep your pants on.”
            She laughed to herself. That’s not what she’d told him last night.
            “I’m waiting, Kagome.”
            “And I’m moving as fast as I can.” She rolled up her blanket and sleeping bag, then
stuffed them in her backpack.
            “Don’t think I won’t leave you!”
            “Give it a rest, will you!” She rolled her eyes and gathered up her gear, doing a mental
checklist as she shoved the items into her bag–handcuffs? Check. The Joy of Sex, slightly
used? Check. The Kama Sutra? Check. Whip? Check. Dildos? Double-check. But
something’s missing . . .
            She glanced around the cave. Where was the leather mask?
            Oh yeah, she thought, throwing her pack over her back. InuYasha threw it somewhere
over here . . . She walked over to where it should be.
            “Kagome!”
            “I’m looking for something.” But she didn’t see it. Not on the floor. Not in the grass.
Nowhere.
            “Kagome!”
            Dammit, my grandpa’s gonna kill me. He’ll never let me borrow his stuff again.
            “I’m LEAVING, Kagome!”
            “All right, all right!” She stomped off to the entrance of the cave. It had stopped raining,
and everything looked glistening and sparkly and new.
            “Feh, it took you long enough.”
            She rolled her eyes. “I’m not in the mood for this, InuYasha.” She tightened the straps
on her backpack, then hoisted it higher on her back.
            He grunted, then mumbled something unintelligible.
            “What did you say?”
            He growled then reached for her chest.
            “InuYasha!”
            He grabbed the strap of her bag, then ripped it off her back, throwing it over his shoulder.
“I SAID, ‘Let ME carry this.’” He began heading towards the village. “Stupid girl.”
            She smiled to herself, recalling his words to her last night. ‘Even when I’m calling you
names. Even when I tell you that you can’t go home. Even when I’m being a complete ass, and
totally pissing you off . . . Try to forget about those things and think about this.
            ‘You’re mine, Kagome Higurashi. And from this point on, NO ONE comes before you
do.’
            “Are you gonna stand there all day, or are you coming with me!” He called back to her.
            She ran to catch up. “Hey, InuYasha?”
            “What is it now?”
            “You didn’t happen to see that black leather mask anywhere, did you?”
            “Mask?” he repeated. “What mask?”
            “The leather one,” she said. “With the zipper and the eyeholes . . .”
            He shook his head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about?”
            She stared up at him with a smile.
            “What? I told you I haven’t seen it.”
            “Sure, you haven’t,” she drawled.
            He scoffed. “What kinda freak would I be for keeping something like that?”
            She giggled lightly to herself. “A sentimental freak.”
            He waved her away. “You talk more shit than anyone I know.”
            “So what was that about being groped by Miroku?”
            “What!” He stopped in his tracks.
            She walked on ahead of him. “I really think Sango deserves to know about his
homosexual tendencies.”
            “Who’s a homosexual?” He ran to catch up.
            She began running as well, glancing over her shoulder to check his progress. “I think one
of my dildos was missing, too. Do you know anything about that, InuYasha?”
            “Kagome! When I get my hands on you . . .”
            Yes. When he got his hands on her . . . But who knew how long it would be before
THAT happened again?
            “Kagome!”
            “Sit, boy!”
            “Arghhhh . . .”
            She walked over to him as he laid face-down on the ground, showering her with every
expletive known to man.
            All she could do was smile.
            ‘NEVER doubt me,’ he’d said. ‘Never doubt my feelings. Never doubt my heart.’
            “You bitch!”
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