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You Wanna What??
By : Carisa
Category: InuYasha > General
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Disclaimer: I don�t own Inuyasha; I just wish my hair was as long and as thick as his.
A/N: This is a sequel to Dirty Little Secret. If you haven�t read that story, you will more than likely get lost if you read this. But hey that is easily solved, go check out DLS then come back and have a good time!
Chapter One
Inuyasha�s POV
My muscles tense as I get ready to leap to the next branch and I feel her breath hitch against my neck. I land softly but with enough friction to cause her to moan my name into my ear. Her small delicate hands clench my robe with remarkable strength as her eager body slides against mine. Her potent scent of desire fills the air, nearly causing my knees to buckle with longing. Her odor is thick and cloying, nearly choking me with the intensity of her need, but I want nothing more than to drown in that scent. It is physical prohat hat she wants me, that I am the only one that can satisfy her. I never knew that you could desire something so much that everything else became secondary. Her scent alone was enough to whip me into a frothing font of need.
It was her irresistible scent that started it all. A year ago her arousal perfumed the air, casting a silken net around me. She seduced me with her scent, entwining it around me, binding me to her in an unbreakable hold. No words have to pass between us; I knoen sen she wants me to be near her. She doesn�t even have to call my name anymore to get my undivided attention, all she has to do is think of me and her aroma seeks me out and draws me to her.
Her smell takes away my reason. I become intoxicated with it�s spicy taste in the air and I will do anything to please her.
Inuyasha kill that youki.

th pth pleasure.
Inuyasha be nice to Shippou
Grr, fine.
Inuyasha take me for a ride.
Abso-fucking-lutely.
Her fingers lace through my hair, brushing against my sensitive ear as I land on another branch. She groans and squeezes the base in an erotic rhythm that mimics sex. I grunt as I fight for balance on the thick tree limb. She knows that she is not supposed to touch my ears when she rides me. The sensation is so pleasurable that I fear that I might drop her, but my little Kagome is not afraid. She trusts me to protect eve even from myself. I know she worries about me and the danger my youkai blood presents. Her worry is nothing compared to the fear that I feel clawing deep in my gut when I think about my demon blood that is raging just beneath the surface of my skin, trapped there by the Tetsuiga. I break out into a cold sweat when I think what I might do to my lover, to my pack if my demon side gets free and the only thing separating me from that reality is a sword that can be wrenched from my grasp at any moment.
Oh I know that I am strong and I am an incredible swordsman, but sometimes you just have to face facts. The Tetsuiga could break again or one of these days, Sesshaumaru may succeed in defeating me. Keh! As unlikely as it may be I need to be prepared for the fact. I have to become stronger so I don�t succumb to the dark passions of my youkai half to kill and maim. I have to protect Kagome, nothing else matters.
I leap to another branch and she moans my name urgently into my ear and my body clenches in response. My groin is tight and hard with need and I want to have her body wrapped around mine as I plunge into her. While it is her scent that draws me to her it is the little noises that she makes that I stay for. Her soft moans while she rides me. The way she pants my name into my ear. The way she howls when I surge inside of her. I never knew a bitch could enjoy sex as much as Kagome does. She thrives on my touch and I crave pleasuring her.
She says my name with such reverence when I touch her that I can do nothing more than worship her. I love the feeling of her body writhing beneath mine while I lath every inch of her silken skin with my tongue. The shivers of desire that course through her body when I trace my claws down her flesh please me to no end. My bitch loves me for who I am, not what I can become. She doesn�t care that I am half youkai and she doesn�t demand that I become human to suit her. She wants me the way that I am, dog ears and all. She proudly walks by my side when we enter a new town, turning her nose up at the villager�s snide comments about my heritage and more than once she has verbally run circles around those ignorant bakas in my defense. My beautiful miko that loves a hanyou.
Finally I can�t take it anymore and I land in an empty glade, dropping to my knees, quivering at her feet. She stands overfromfrom behind, burying her hands under my hoari, pressing her breasts against my back. She rubs her palms over my chest while she whispers how much she wants me in my ear. With a growl I turn around and pull her down onto my lap and with her help I shrug the upper half of my robes off. She delves her hands into my silver hair, grabbing handfuls of thick mass and turning my face up towards hers. She leans down to capture my lips in a searing kiss and I surrender to her, for once allowing my bitch to have the control.
She pushes me onto my back amid the soft grass and she leans down over me. Her raven tresses fall around my face and the scent of apples becomes stronger, mingling with her spicy desire. Her beautiful face is glowing with pleasure as the soft afternoon sun highlights her from behind. For a moment she looks like a goddess that has come down to weave her spell of seduction around me. My personal deity of lust and love.
Without thought I reach up and shred her blouse from her body, earning me a sharp look of reprimand, but I don�t care as her pert breasts bounce into view. I draw her down to me so that she is sprawled across my chest, her inky hair surrounding us, shrouding us from the harsh reality of the world. I let my thoughts drift away as the hazy need to taste her creamy skin boils in my blood. I latch my lips around her eager nipple and her moans fill the air. My claws skim doer ber back and I can feel her shiver with delight. She loves the feel of my nails against her skin, scraping her sensitive flesh, arousing her desire.
She is on the edge I can smell it. She already came twice while she rode me and was near her third climax when I stopped. She grinds her small hips against mine as she clutches me closer to her breast. She is so soft, so round, so utterly perfect, I want to be inside of her more than anything I had ever desired in the past. I need to feel her around me, enveloping me in her soft heat.
I lift her hips up and her clever fingers undo the ties to my kimono, freeing me to her wanton touch. Her cool hands slide down my length and I buck in frustration. I want so much more, but then again, so does she. She straddles me as she positions my cock at her entr and and I hiss as I can feel the heat pouring out of her. She slides slowly down and I surge up against her, unable to control my riotdesidesire. She moans again and grabs my shoulders for support as I steady her with my hands on her hips. She still hasn�t taken of her skirt and my claws snag in the fabric as I thank the gods that she has finally given up panties for good. She looks deep into my eyes and I am stricken with the amount of emotion I see there.
Her scent calls me, her moans keep me near, but what makes me want to be by her side for eternity is the way she looks at me. The way our eyes met across the campfire at night or the gentle smile that she bestows only on me. It is the way she looks up at me when I slid into her and I can see the stars sparkling in her eyes. A look that I have not seen directed towards me since my mother died. It is a look of pure love and acceptance.
I don�t think I have ever met anyone like Kagome. She gives herself freely to me without looking back. When she looks at me she doesn�t see a dumb hanyou that everyone ss, ss, she only sees me. Her hero, her protector, her lover.
I am certain that I would rather die than be without her.
Kagome�s POV
I rock my hips in an instinctive rhythm, watching closely as pleasure flits across his face. He fills me to the core, stretching my muscles as though I was made only for him. I can�t imagine being with anyone but my rude little dog boy. All I ever want is him and no othe

In the beginning all I had wanted was Inuyasha and I was willing to play dirty to have him. I set out to become his addiction, an infliction in his soul. To become a craving in his blood, to be his need, his want, his desire. It had worked too, but in the end I was the one to become ensnared in the trap.
I ride him harder and I can feel the tendrils of desire getting ready to snap inside of me. I love it when he is inside of me, when we join our bodies as one. For a moment I feel like I can crawl inside of him and never have to worry about being apart from him. He fills and emptiness inside of me that I never knew I had, without him I am only one half of a whole.
My hands smooth over his bare chest and my fingers brush against the black beads that encircle his neck. I know that he fears the future, that he is afraid that some day he will lose control and hurt me and our friends. He thinks that I don�t worry much of such things, but only if he knew that amount of fear that I hold deep inside of my heart. I want so desperately to protect him from the monster inside of him, but I don�t know how to cure him.
I know he hates the fact that I haven�t taken the prayer beads from his neck, but I can�t bring myself to do so. It is my last defense against him, should something happen to the tetsuiga and I can�t call him back from the edge. Almost as an apology I lean down and take one of the large beads in my mouth, sucking on it gently while I glide against his sweat slicked skin.
I know that he feels that he is unworthy of my love. That a dirty hanyou doesn�t deserve something so precious as acceptance, but he hides his pain away. I see it though, when we walk into a village and the people step back in fear or when his brother comes by to spout nonsense about his tainted blood. My Inuyasha is so alone, the humans fear him and the youkai hate him, but I walwaalways love him. I don�t care that he is hanyou, I only care that we are together and that we are happy.
Almost without warning a wave of bliss washes over me and I throw back my head, howling his name into the trees. My eyes roll back and flashes of sunlight flitter through my lids as my body breaks down around me. I can�t keep control and Inuyasha has to flip me over onto my back so he can thrust inside of me. I wrap my arms around his strong shoulders, pressing my face against his heart, reveling in the feel of his arms around me.
I can hear the rapid beat of his heart and the thrumming of his blood under his skin. As I ride the waves of my desire I can feel his body tensing to join me in my release. It is this moment that I feel the most connected to him. The blinding flash of light behind my lids can only be our souls colliding together mingling to become one. I will never be alone; Inuyasha will always be with me even whe are are apart. We are one.
I have fallen hopelessly, helplessly, headlong into love with him. I need to be near him, within reaching distance so I can brush against him at will. I want him to love me with the same unrequited earnest that he had shown my predecessor. I desire his sweat slicked body sliding against mine in the ancient rhythm of lust. If he is away from me for too long my skin begins to itch, my mouth dries up and my very soul aches with longing. I am the one who ended up addicted; I am the one who can�t live without him.
He slides out of me and gathers me up against his chest, his strong arm encircling my waist while the other pillows my head. He buries his nose into my hair, inhaling deeply. He is always smelling me, as though he can�t get enough of my scent. I smile softly and I reach one hand behind me to slip into his hair until I find my goal. Gently I rub his ear and he beings to purr for me. The sound rocks me to sleep as a cloak of happiness encases us in its warm embrace.
I know for certain thathe lhe left me that I would shatter into a thousand pieces and scatter into the four winds.
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