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By : c0p13r
Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female
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            The moment Kagura made her appearance, the bound girl from the future knew: it was a trap. A chance at Kikyo being alive was the only thing that could pry Inuyasha away from the group when the danger of Naraku was so near. And she allowed it. Kagome couldn’t bear refusing his decision; if she fought him on it, it would likely break her heart. He wouldn’t listen to her, he’d go for Kikyo anyway.
            But who was the baby? The infant capable of speech and such contemptuous eyes? It wasn’t the lady speaking after all. “Your friends won’t save you. They’ll be killed soon enough. And Inuyasha is searching for Kikyo.” The voice was muffled, but the woman’s lips hadn’t moved and the voice was coming from her bosom. The folds of cloth shifted, and Kagome saw the babe. He was turned away from her, his face tucked to the lady’s bosom, exposed from beneath her kimono. Was he nursing on her? The sharp eyes peeked back at Kagome before the arms around him tilted him to her. His mouth was wet with spittle, and yes, so was her brown nipple, now freed from his smirking lips.
            “Kagura,” he said in a more forceful tone, “undo the ropes… and prepare her.”
            The Wind Sorceress wasn’t pleased to be taking orders, but… “If you insist.” The fan sliced the ropes, yet Kagome still felt bound in place. The cradled infant was carried over to her, the lady of the manor as lifeless as a statue, obeying her cargo’s will. No look of such malice belonged on a baby’s face as he looked upon Kagome, licking his lips. “The only one who can see the Shikon Jewel shards,” he murmured. “I want your eyes…”
            “No!” Kagome finally felt the will to thrash, but it was already too late. Kagura was behind her, trapping her in place, holding her arms back, and then… Kagome gasped loudly when the hem of her shirt was pulled up over her breasts along with the cups of her bra, spilling out her pert breasts as the baby was pressed toward her. Very much like he was an ordinary and hungry infant, the child of Naraku reached out for her breasts, his stubby fingers catching the wobbling hill, an anchorage to pull his face to. He passed from the noble lady onto Kagome, and his mouth shut over her pink nipple. Again, she objected, blushing profusely, and tried to toss him off. It was fruitless. The infant had latched successfully, pulling her nipple deep onto his orifice, suckling richly, his tongue undulating to press on the dormant ducts in her unfilled glands.
            He latched more securely on her than he had on the lady of the castle; for her, his lips had just caught around her brown areola. Kagome, however, he devoured the center of her breast, pulling thirstily at the bud like he wanted to drain her in one gulp.
            “Stop it,” Kagome wheezed in waning desperation. The mouth capping her breast felt warm and soothing, almost like an instinctual comfort as he snuggled to her front, palming her from either side, squeezing the tit. “No…” And then she felt lost to a trance, something invading her core as he drew upon her.
            Kagura’s help was unnecessary now. Kagome’s arms had gone limp and eventually came up only to swaddle the boy to her bosom like a mother nursing her newborn. Naraku’s incarnation gave a sadistic smirk, brushing her fingertips up Kagome’s side until she cupped the underside of Kagome’s untouched breast. “There’s no escape for you now,” mused the Wind Sorceress as she pinched the nipple, plucking it until it was stiff.
            “What”—Kagome’s voice was weak and dreamy, like she was talking in her sleep—“is happening?”
            Kagura didn’t revel in the helplessness of an enemy as she should have, but still bustled her hand around the young chest. “Can’t you feel it?” She pinched hard on the nipple and pulled as vigorously on it as the child on the other. “He’s nursing on you, sifting through your own heart.”
            Kagome, in a trance, winced while helping the baby hold onto her tit.
            “There’s no escape now.” Kagura sounded even less haughty if that were even possible. She slackened the treatment of Kagome’s poor nipple, now resigning only to trace the roundness of the breast in full before fluttering downward.
            A noise came from Kagome’s mouth; probably wanting to say something to stop Kagura’s designation, but was distracted by the turmoil within. Kagura thought nothing of it and slipped her hand to Kagome’s knees, crawling up to her thighs, sinking beneath the hem of her skirt to find the underwear within. Cotton white, though Kagura could not see, only feel the refined smallclothes and run her index finger at the warm crease until a line of wetness began to saturate it.
            Kagura’s painted lips gave a small, satisfied smirk, her face pressing in from over Kagome’s shoulder, wanting to see the subjugation of the meddlesome girl who thwarted so many of the detestable Naraku’s plans but could not dispatch him, which only ended in misery for herself. That was the pleasure she wanted to take, as a master took pleasure in punishing a fool, but her delight was diverted to the demonic gaze of the nursing child. He wasn’t looking at her, fixated on Kagome’s bosom, sucking methodically on her flesh to refine his control of her. And Kagura knew, when he was done supping on the girl, she’d be next, fastening him to her bosom again to draw life and maintain surveillance on her intentions.
            Hmph! If this wench had done her job, Kagura thought spitefully, yanking at Kagome’s soft thatch of pubic hair when she rushed underneath the elastic waist – Kagome didn’t even react – she wouldn’t have to put up with this! Naraku would be dead, and she would be free! Like the wind… To go wherever… caress whomever…
            But she was here, babying a baby wretch and an enemy. She expected Kagome to have experienced coitus before, hanging around a mongrel Demon who acted on impulse. She shoved two fingers up Kagome’s snatch. Tight, but definitely used. Kagura made a soft hum of admiration and listened to the sound of her digits winnowing through Kagome’s channel, testing the resilience of her muscles and the response when her thumb coaxed her clit. The girl didn’t respond, still watching the nursing babe. Yes, there was a struggle within; wills combating and secrets uncovered.
            “Ssstop,” Kagome got out, her mouth barely working.
            “Is that what you want?” Kagura asked and pulled her hand out from beneath Kagome’s panties. Juices strung between the two invasive fingers, held up to her brown lifeless eyes as if she had any acknowledgment of them. Still, Kagura smirked and chided, “Has he uncovered something wicked in you? Something you want the world to know?”
            There was that sound again of Kagome’s soul trying to resonate from her mouth. Nothing coherent, so Kagura jammed the soaked fingers there, swished them over her tongue and through her mouth, and when they were extracted, Kagura turned her head and shoved their mouths together to get a taste of Kagome herself.
            The child’s eye peered and watched Kagura hungrily kiss at the unresponsive girl, flashes of a sole tongue stirring between them.
            Whatever spell it was that had subdued Kagome and made her care for this child had rippled. The thoughts of resentment that he’d supped to the surface to suppress her receded just enough for her true, pure senses to come back.
            I love Inuyasha…
            “N-No!” she gasped out, and pulled away from Kagura with their mixed saliva falling in a string to her chin. Next, most importantly, she began to take the child off her breast, but a firmly-latched infant’s mouth was not so easily extracted. She was shocked to see just how much of her breast had been drawn into his mouth, and when finally extracted with a painful pop, how engorged and tender her nipple had become.
            Yet she could not bring herself to dash the baby to the floor.
            “Accursed wench,” Kagura snarled, drawing back. Even if she was not violent, the baby was in a vulnerable spot. Without being latched, he was defenseless and an easy target when the Halfbreed burst through the shuttered door.
            “Kagome!”
            “Feh.” The child was a nuisance. Under normal circumstances, Kagura could use a vicious gust to make a porthole through the roof and escape, but with Kagome swooning, teetering from the trauma of her soul being scoured, she had to instead scoop up the child of Naraku and take a defensive position. I can’t hold him and attack as I’d like, Kagura contemplated while looking down at the white-haired bundle.
            Luckily, Inuyasha was just as preoccupied with his own armful, cradling Kagome and apologizing for not being there. “What have you done to her?!” he shouted at the two facing him, soon to become three when the mirror-holding Kanna arrived from where she’d been waiting beyond the scene.
            “Merely looked through her heart,” said the baby, which surprised Inuyasha just as it had Kagome at the start. “Your devotion to Kikyo has left a seedling of hate within that bitch. I will nourish it and make her mine.”
            “You…!” Inuyasha drew the mighty Tetsusaiga with a roar of “Wind Scar!”
            At once, the three Demons of Naraku’s ilk were wrapped in a sphere of energy powerful enough to block and even absorb the cleaving swaths of energy. And after the power detonated, destroying the shrine and putting only Inuyasha and his friends at risk, the bauble rose into the air, carting Kagura, Kanna, and the baby to safety. But not before the baby had a warning threat to Inuyasha, that their clash was not hardly over, and he would suffer as he never had before.
            Inuyasha yelled back at him, but it was futile. The enemies had escaped, and the group of Naraku’s greatest foes were left to lick their wounds…
            But the barrier could not carry them far before it had to be switched out for Kagura’s feather. She cradled the child with indifference. “What’s wrong? You look unwell,” she said.
            “Quiet,” he snapped at her, his eyes closed in concentration. After a moment, he said to her in an even tone, “I must be nourished now.”
            “Now?” repeated Kagura with indignation.
            The baby’s eyes opened with an unpleasant look to her reaction. Hesitating only a short while, she scoffed and reached up to her robes, yanking them to open at her front until her left breast came out. Then she shuffled the boy over and pressed him rather roughly toward her nipple until his small, open mouth caught on it. She murmured in her throat, adjusted him to settle more comfortably in the crook of her arm, and then concentrated on the path of the wind while he started to suckle.
            She didn’t think much of it until she felt something pressing against her, something small but stiff coming from his groin. She blinked and looked, and sure enough, slowly emerging from the folds of cloth around him, she saw an erection taking shape.
            Hakudoshi was swiftly coming into his own.
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Latched.	By : c0p13r Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 52 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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