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Craving
By : Remi
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My first inuyasha Fanfic. My first R fiction (or NC-17 for
that matter), and my first draft. I shall edit this chapter when I have the
time. It�s hot off the press. You guys could be a little forgiving, could you?
^__^

Inuyasha belongs to me. I wish.

Craving

By silver_bow

Kagome Higurashi was feeling a bit high strung. She could
attribute it to the fact that she was feeling fatigued these days. It must be
the extreme heat. Or the five consecutive days the team had been doing battle
with Youkai who seemed to pop out everywhere. Much as he hated to admit it,
Inuyasha was a hanyou. His nose detected the Youkai, especially the strong
ones, just when it was a little too late. They recently just battled one and
Kagome was all too aware of the minor injury she had.

Add to the fact that Sango had gone back to Kaede�s hut to
take care of �something�. She probably knew what that something was. Despite
her tough exterior, Sango�s femininity brought her at a slight disadvantage.
She was too weak every time her monthlies came, and she always had no choice
but to retreat to the comforts of the hut.

So, aside from the fact that there was Sango missing from
battling out all the Youkai, Kagome had been deprived of female companionship.

And with no female in sight, here came Miroku, sidling up to
her at every opportunity.

�Kagome...� he began on a serious tone.

Tentatively touching her sore neck, she closed her eyes and
sighed in exasperation. This was probably going to end up in another one of his
lewd propositions. �What now, Miroku?�

�I am in need of comforting.� He gave a pathetic face and
motioned for her to hug him close. His arms were looming much to close to her
chest. Much too close for her comfort. �Hold me?�

She shook her head and slapped her lecherous hands away.
Sometimes, she wished to God that for one day, Miroku would magically lose all
his perverted thoughts and act decent. Even for one day. He was sapping all the energy that was left
from her. She yawned halfway.

She felt so tired. She didn�t remember feeling this tired
before. She closed her eyes and gave in to a great big yawn. All she needed was
a little nap before preparing dinner. She listened for Shippou. The little pup
was near. Miroku would take care of him. He was had no sense of morality
whatsoever, but he always watched out for Shippou.

She laid down, oblivious to the fact that her hair collided
on wet grass, her normally pristine uniform was sullied with the earth. The
last thought she remembered was a nagging question at the back of her head.

Where the hell was Inuyasha?

*****

Inuyasha was currently entangled with the most beautiful
youkai he had ever seen, and her tongue was currently licking the inside of his
ear. Hot, wet and erotic. He felt himself responding unwillingly.

He didn�t need this. He didn�t fucking need this. How could
the others have not noticed that he fell behind? How can anyone find himself in
a situation like this?

It had first started that morning. A keening cry. Some
farmer had been left dead in the middle of the forest. What they forgot to
mention was that he was stark naked, lying spread-eagled in between two trees
with a sated smile on his face.

The villagers carried whispers of evil worship, and sexual
rituals.

Inuyasha knew the real reason. He smelled a youkai nearby.
Obviously responsible for this farmer�s death. He sniffed and caught the scent
in the wind. With Kagome, Miroku and Shippou following closely behind, they set
forth to the deeper parts of the forest.

Borders of the Western Lands. He inwardly cringed. He hope
that fucking pompous piece of shit of a brother would be stuck in his manor all
day long and would not catch wind of them. The last time Sesshoumaru found them
even nearing his property, he almost died in the battle.

His thoughts momentarily stopped as they beheld the female
youkai they discovered. The sight of their enemy bathing in the pond made
Inuyasha and Miroku forget what they came here for.

Kagome stared at the both of them disbelievingly. Thank God,
Inuyasha snapped out of it. Miroku was another story. She turned her head back
to the female and nodded at the hanyou. She has a Shikon shard.

She quickly prepared herself to attack, but before she could
get as much as a bow out, ten blood red claws were reaching for her face. Shit.
She didn�t even see it coming.

Kagome ducked. Inuyasha was taken aback when the Youkai
jumped out of the water and headed towards Kagome. He ran towards to hurl
himself in front of Kagome. Belatedly, he realized that the monk was still in a
dazed stupor.

Fuck, how come Miroku always thinks with his dick!?

Before Inuyasha could get to Kagome, the female Youkai had
embedded five of her clothes on Kagome�s neck, penetrating the skin. From afar
he saw five parallel lines become more pronounced as the blood ran.

SHIT.

He clawed towards her. She was surprisingly strong for
someone who looked so ethereally beautiful and fragile, easily defecting all
his attempts. He saw Kagome grasping her neck, the arrows lay forgotten, strewn
in the ground.

The Youkai jumped and straddled him to the ground, her claws
aiming to encircle his neck. Before she could succeed, however, he managed to
grasp the handle of the Tetsusaiga and delivered the final blow. The legendary
sword did the job and cut her body into two bloody pieces.

�Miroku! Get Kagome out of here and tend to her wounds.�

�Inuyasha, I---�

�Shut up! Just get out of here now. I�d carry her myself---�

Kagome glared. �I�m feeling fine, really. They�re just
scratches. Actually just a little tired. Tired but fine. It�s not a serious
injury. And who said I needed to be carried??�

She assumed an indignant pose, and Inuyasha almost rolled
his eyes. Typical Kagome.

�Miroku?�

The monk sent an apologetic smile at his way. He obviously
noticed the way he spaced out during the entire course of the fight. �I hear
you.� He stepped delicately amidst the scattered body parts and reached for
Kagome, who looked ready to fall asleep anytime.

�What will you be doing here, Inuyasha?� the monk asked
curiously, gazing at the bloody mess around them.

�I have to wipe out our scents and cover our tracks before
my brother roams the boarders,� the hanyou explained. Miroku nodded. He knew
what would happen if Sesshoumaru found them again on this area of the forest.
Satisfied with the explanation, he ran towards the direction they came from and
headed to camp.

His eyes spotted the Shikon shard Kagome had been purifying
just a few moments ago. He didn�t know she�d dropped it. He doubted she was
even aware of this fact herself. He reached out to pick it up.

The next thing he knew, he found himself being pushed to the
ground.

He looked up and found himself being straddled by the same
Youkai he had just sliced into two. What the--- How she reconnected
herself was something he wouldn�t be finding out for at least an hour. One look
into her eyes and he was silenced.

All of his coherent thoughts flew out of his brain. Now he
understood what exactly happened to Miroku a few moments before. He couldn�t
move, couldn�t speak, was literally paralyzed from head to toe. He tried to
trash and scream for Kagome�s name, but all to no avail. The Youkai had him in
her control.

And this was how Sesshoumaru found him, the hated bastard
brother trespassing on his property, being straddled by a raving beauty with
her tongue thrusting inside his ear, clutching her ass, looking as if he was
enjoying every bit of it.

�Please. The last thing we need is more half-breeds running
freely around. Hanyou.� Sesshoumaru drawled out.

He had come to look for the strong hanyou scent that was
circling the western area of the forest since last week. It had grown weak, and
then stronger, if it was possible. He followed the aura around, only to find
the bastard entangled with the Youkai he�d been tracking down.

To his surprise, inuyasha failed to reply. The female Youkai
turned her head inquisitively at this newcomer. It was then he realized that
the hypnotic power of her eyes. This was a stronger Youkai then he�d estimated.
But with Inuyasha under her power, she was preoccupied. He glared at his
brother.

Weakling.

Why his father spawned him in the first place would always
be a mystery to him.

The Youkai slowly stood up, her shiny black hair trailing
down until her knees. She sensed a more dominant male in Sesshoumaru, causing
her to bare her fangs.

�Depart from my lands,� he ordered coolly.

Apparently, she hadn�t like that. She hadn�t found it
amusing either when he had come here disrupting her from claiming another
victim in Inuyasha. She growled. �Sesshoumaru!� she spat out, her beauty being
transformed to astonishing hideousness. �Leave us!�

He almost smirked. �Depart or I will kill you.�

She hissed at that, and in one swift moment, her clawed hand
reached for his face. He sidestepped, but she didn�t completely miss. The same hand
that damaged Kagome produced a single thin slash across Sesshoumaru�s cheek.

His own clawed hand reached out and encircled her neck in
one strong grasp. �I find you very taxing.�

His other hand reached to his face and probed the scratch.
He stared in distaste at the drop of blood in his finger, and tightened his
hand, choking out all her air. He glared at her.

�Die.�

*****

It was a bleeding Inuyasha that came back to the camp. He
found Kagome asleep, dead to the world. Miroku rushed to him. After reassuring
him that the miko was doing fine, her injury was healing in a pretty fast rate,
it was when he started to ask, and noticed the slight limp.

�Where have you been? I thought you were covering our
tracks.�

Inuyasha panted. After he panted, he inwardly groaned. He
sounded too pathetic even in his ears. Once again, Sesshoumaru had kicked the
shit out of him and he could do nothing about it. The only little joy he had
was being able to parry most of the blows the Youkai lord sent his way, almost unable
to keep out the look of surprise off his face.

In the end, it was still the stronger, older Youkai who won
the battle.

He glared at Miroku. �I was. That Youkai we killed. She
could regenerate.�

�What??�

�She hypnotized you.�

�What??�

�I was hypnotized and caught unaware. She was trying to...
mate... with me.�

�What??�

�Sesshoumaru came and---�

�What???�

�Miroku, would you FUCKING STOP SAYING THAT!?�

�Wha, I mean, wait. Your brother arrived in the scene?�

With a lot of expletives, Inuyasha told the whole story.
God, why the shit did Sesshoumaru even have to appear?

But if Sesshoumaru hadn�t been there, we would have been
something similar to the state of the dead farmer by now, an inner voice told
him. He swatted it away. Fuck that, he didn�t need any help from any fucking
brother.

****

Kagome had been running from something. Or rather from
someone. She ran as fast as her feet carried her. She tried to cry out for
help, but no sound came out. Someone lurked behind her and grabbed her waist.

A silent scream. No! What do you want? She cried out
over and over again, with no sound coming out. She felt her breathing down her
neck.

What do you think, Kagome...? the voice whispered.
Dark, seductive. She knew it wasn�t supposed to happen, but the voice send
shivers down her spine. The hot breath excited every pore of her being.

Do you know now what I want, Kagome?

She shuddered uncontrollably in the strong arms that were
holding her. She felt so hot, it scared the hell out of her.

Who are you? How do you know my name?

The voice laughed. A deep throaty laugh that sent goosebumps
all over her arms. Low, sexy laughter that forced images of slick bodies
colliding in her mind. Something hot and wet touched her cheek.

His tongue licked her skin, tasting her sweat. Like a wet
flame setting her on fire.

Please... she could feel herself shifting restlessly.
Squirming underneath his arms.

Please what, Kagome?

She felt a smirk against the top of her head. Please
don�t do this... She felt herself getting uncomfortable in between the
legs.

Don�t do what? This?

A hand snaked under her blouse and roughly fondled her
breast. She gasped. Oh God.

Or this?

Something ripped, and she realized it was the cotton panties
she was wearing. A long, slender finger entered her most intimate place,
parting her inner folds, and thrusting deep inside in a single motion.

He stroked her slowly. She cried out, parting her legs
further. He delved deeper, his whole palm now drenched with her pleasure.

He breathed erotically in her ear. So tight, so wet...

And then Kagome woke up, panting, and drenched in sweat.

God, I need a cold bath.

*****

Inuyasha didn�t say something when Kagome almost ran towards
the pond. Miroku didn�t either. Both were sleeping, but didn�t miss the sound
of Kagome�s light footsteps. She usually headed to the lake to take her nightly
bath, daily bath.

Whatever. She was always taking a bath.

Inuyasha was relieved when she decided to take her bow and
arrows with her. Battling with the horny female youkais and annoying older
brothers always depleted him of his energy. But if Kagome was in any danger, he
knew she was going to scream to alert him and the camp. The pond was nearby.

*****

Sesshoumaru opened his eyes. He was sleeping quite peacefully
when he sensed something come out of nowhere. What was it? Why had he suddenly
awakened?

He dressed in his immaculate kimono and stared out the
window. There was something wrong in the air. Something different. Something
that called to him. He touched the cut that was given to him hours before. It
tingled.

How odd.

He sniffed and caught the scent once again. A wonderful,
heady combination that made him breathe in the air again and again. Something
was not right. He knew when to wake up, and what to wake up to. Waking up in
the middle of the night when nothing was happening had never happened before.

Unless something was happening and he wasn�t aware of it.

This wasn�t good.
Whatever it was that disturbed his cycle, he was going to find out.

****

There were several times when she fell asleep while taking a
bath in a pond. Perhaps this was one of those nights. As soon as she had taken
off her clothes and placed them in a pile on top of a large boulder, she
submerged herself in the cold water and forgot about everything.

That was the first mistake.

When she opened her eyes, it was too late.

She had only been face to face with him, a couple of times.
It was always with Inuyasha, when she had an extra helping of courage. Now, as
she was stared down by the stoic demon lord from the Western Lands, she wasn�t
sure exactly how she managed not to dissolve under his stare.

She immediately abolished the fear. If he�d come to kill
her, so be it. She wasn�t going to call Inuyasha for help. For all she knew, he
just wanted that to happen so that he could kill all of them.

�Get out of the water.� He commanded.

Is he frigging nuts?

�I�m not wearing anything.� It sounded lame even to her
ears.

An eyebrow on that passive face went up.

She blushed (she didn�t even know why the heck she was
blushing), and stared pointedly at her clothes in the rock. He followed her
gaze, and transferred nimbly to the boulder. He sniffed the air, and slowly
retrieved her white cotton underwear.

Oh my God.

He held the thin garment and inhaled the scent.

Kagome couldn�t breathe.

And when he brought back to his face for a second time, she
knew she had drowned and died.

She wished she had drowned and died. But like most horrible
experiences, this was one she had to live through. In one swift movement, he
plucked her from her spot on the pond without getting anything wet. Now she was
in his arms, in his full view, naked in all her glory.

What the hell is happening here?

�I... Put me down, please.�

He glared strangely at her mouth. �Silence.� He deposited
her in a flat, grassy area, and pushed her to lie on her back.

Was he going to...?

�NO!� She got up, trying to escape.

�Cease your noise, human. I need to see for myself.� With
that, he pushed her shoulders back and settled in between her legs. His smooth
hands traveled the whole length of her thighs, knees to the inner side.

�Good God! Are you going to rape---� she didn�t finish what
she wanted for his tail swished, pushed her back, and settled forcefully, but
not heavily, on her neck, cutting off any scream, but not enough to stop her
from breathing.

Sesshoumaru stared. Fool, this is what brought me here? A
human? Inuyasha�s wench at that?

But he still couldn�t get over the scent. It was that which
woke him up. The smell on the garment. It emanated strongly from the core of
the woman. He leaned and inhaled the mound in between her legs deeply.

He heard her make a muffled sound. A scream would have
erupted if the tail wasn�t in place.

Yes, this was it. This was the scent that drove him insane
and woke him up. He wondered what it would taste like. He spread her legs, with
much resistance from her. He smugly thought that no human would ever be able to
match his strength.

He would have killed her in one blow if he didn�t need
this... this pure, sweet scent that was making him want to scratch himself out
in need. His hand covered her femininity. Kagome moaned. A single digit slowly
entered.

He found her feminine core damp, and in a condescending tone
he said, �You are wet, human.�

She blushed even deeper. He was riveted by the change in her
color. He pushed it deeper inside her, agonizingly slow and torturous. Kagome�s
eyes widened and she barely was able to contain a whimper. He thrust in two,
three more times in the same manner, and suddenly withdrew his finger.

He pulled it close to his mouth and tasted it. Just as he
thought.

Kagome�s heart rate shot up when she saw him take out his
finger and that sight of his pink tongue licking--- she had quite forgotten who
she was with, where she was.

He inwardly smiled, because he smelled her scent had spiked.
The woman was becoming wetter by the second. The scent was stronger, more
addictive. He couldn�t help himself. The sight of her legs parting a fraction,
was enough to make him lose his head. All that mattered was fulfilling his need
to taste, and this woman was here to give it to him.

His broad sweeping tongue took a tentative stroke. She
shivered. It wasn�t Kagome�s mind that had ordered it, but it was Kagome�s
hands that grabbed his head and brought him down once again. His buried his
head and went deeper, anxious to get more, to taste more. His mouth fed on her
wetness and his tongue felt her heat and tightness.

One rough stroke from his canine tongue and she convulsed.

He came to his senses at the same time she did. You
incompetent fool!

What had this human done to him?

�Get yourself off me, Sesshoumaru.� She whispered. She would
have screamed at him if she could have.

He stood regally, as if nothing remotely embarrassing had
happened. �Undo what you have done to me wench, or I will have to kill you.�

�What I did to you!? You just---�

�I will not be made to rely on a human.� He almost spat out
the last word.

Kagome closed her eyes and counted one to three. When she
looked up to give him her piece of mind, he was gone.

Only when she was shakily dressing to head back to camp, did
she realize that her panties were missing.

****

It was one of the most fatal and most stupid mistakes he had
ever made. He had tasted that human. Three days, he had not gone out of the
house. He smelled her everywhere at once. One step outside and he knew where it
would lead him. The cut on his cheek was tingling strongly and he felt himself
getting weaker at his own imposed enclosure.

He tasted her and now he was craving for more. For once in life, he felt powerless to stop
something.

****

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