Kagome pulled herself from the depths of the well. The familiar feel of the worn wood rubbed against her fingertips as she finally saw the beautiful landscape of a Japan many from her time period would only know in stories. Lovely, raw, untouched… she closed her eyes and inhaled sharply as she stood in the sunlight. With a stretch, she looked around before reaching out tentatively with her moderate grasp on her senses, testing her surroundings. InuYasha was not here, not that she expected him to be. She had returned early, a whole two days early, and he was likely not due to feel impatient for another eight hours or so.
With a grin, she adjusted her pack on her shoulders and turned the opposite way of the village. She’d been planning this for days. A bit of vacation, a touch of freedom, a little exploration in the gorgeous Japanese countryside… anything to get her mind to relax and get her mind back in the game. You see, Kagome had a dilemma. A serious problem had been nagging at her mind and body for weeks.
Her problem was one that many young women soon faced after they’d been in puberty for a while. Kagome was desperate for the attentions of a male. At first, she’d tried her best to get a certain hanyou’s attention but had failed miserably. She was a virgin and had no idea how to obtain the sexual attentions of a young man without outright asking – which would be horribly embarrassing. Worse, InuYasha seemed to be mentally stunted and unable to notice her subtle hints and pleas for his attentions.
She scowled as she marched through the woods, suddenly feeling aggravated as she thought over her situation. How had she never noticed InuYasha’s total immaturity before? Her mind ground through her annoyance as her feet moved, as if with an understanding of where to go, before she paused in a field of flowers at the gentle laughter of a child. Kagome looked up and saw that she had walked much farther from the village that she had intended and had somehow managed to find her way into the path of a quasi-enemy.
Sesshomaru stood a few yards away, seemingly disinterested in her presence. In truth, he was quite uncaring of her proximity. He had no need for the company of additional human females. The laughing child was enough of an enigma for him. Still, despite his lack of concern for the miko’s existence, she chose to march up to him and do what all young, teenage, hormonal females do when in this frame of mind. She stupidly opened her mouth and began to spill out her frustrations towards someone who truly could care less.
“What the hell is wrong with your brother?!”
The youkai lord raised an eyebrow at that, not expecting her to speak – let alone to ask such a ridiculous question. He did not say anything, however, and she did not expect him to respond. Kagome’s mind continued to regurgitate her emotions as they fell, uncalled, from her lips.
“I mean, you would think that even he would understand what I’m asking for and be at least willing to help me, even if he didn’t care! Is that so much to ask? Or are youkai somehow unable to pick up on hints and need a direct approach?” She didn’t ask this as if she required an answer. Instead, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes in frustration. Even more words and emotions, unbidden and unwanted, dropped from Kagome as tears began to well in her eyes. “I just don’t understand! Am I not attractive enough? I know I’m not the most beautiful woman ever, but I am still female! Does that not mean anything?!”
Her tears fell, soothing down her warm and puffy face as her chest heaved. It was in that moment that she realized what she had done and just who she had been speaking to. Kagome’s eyes widened and her mouth hung open, bottom lip quivering slightly before she shook her head. “I’m sorry.” Was all she could get out before she turned and ran away from Sesshomaru, who appeared to have not moved during the entire escapade.
Moments later, a dark haired youkai stepped from behind a tree, turning to casually smirk at his cousin. “Really, you could have at least helped the poor thing. She was practically begging.”
Sesshomaru’s lip twitched and his gaze hardened, flickering to the annoyance who bothered to speak before returning to his giggling ward who remained blissfully ignorant of the event. “If you are so concerned, help her yourself. This Sesshomaru has nothing to gain from such generosity.” He said the last word as if it pained him, as if it were filthy, before returning to the emotionless façade he usually kept.
Haruto sighed and shook his head. “You’re both morons.” He declared, speaking of the half-brothers and their unwillingness to bed an entirely willing female simply based on their personal needs. Who cared about things like that? Did it matter if they loved the girl? Did it matter if they were unsure of their current desires? Did it matter if they had no way of determining just where the girl might stand once they bed her?
With a roll of his eyes, the inu left his stubborn cousin and chased after the crying girl. No, he did not suffer from the apparently genetic icicle up the ass that both InuYasha and Sesshomaru experienced. Haruto had no need to worry about things of such nature. If he deflowered a virgin simply because she requested to no longer carry her burden, was he not doing a favor to society? What was there to be so concerned about? So long as the event was mutual, such inhibitions were pointless.
Females were made to receive the pleasures of males and when requested, males were duty bound to give it. It was at this thought that he found her, a slow smirk gracing his lips as he stared at her sinfully wet body. She had managed to make her way to a hot spring, not even bothering to remove her clothes before thrusting her body into the warm waters.
Here she stood, runnels of water flowing from her ebony locks as she cried and ignored her senses that told her a powerful youkai was nearby. Apparently, her burdensome virginity was enough to keep her from even worrying about her own safety. Haruto let out a small sigh at that thought. He would just have to take that difficulty from her, wouldn’t he? A lovely little thing like her deserved no less. If she required help, help she would receive. It did not matter to him that she was human.
He was not here to reproduce. He was here to assist.
If one led to another, so be it, but he would cross that bridge when it appeared before him and not a moment earlier. Until then, a succulent morsel cried out to the fates and required his attentions. Who was he to deny her?
Haruto stepped over, pulling her delicate frame against him and wrapping his arms around her gently. This startled her, and she gasped as she turned to look up at him with a mixture of curiosity and fear. He liked that she wasn’t entirely afraid. A spark of defiance floated there, just at the surface of her gaze, and he found it highly alluring. Most females, regardless of species, were all too willing to give themselves to a male – any male – simply for his presenting himself to her.
Not Kagome, she apparently required a male to prove himself to her. He smirked and reached up to pet her head gently, ignoring the way she tried to pull from him. “Who are you?” She managed to get out.
“I think that is irrelevant, sweetness.” He spoke the words gently, leaning down to whisper them into her ear and reveling in the way her body shivered as his breath darted into the delicate shell. “I hear you have a… problem… and am here to help you – at your willing agreement, of course.”
Kagome licked her lips, her gaze becoming distant as she continued to stare at him in confusion. She was considering his offer, a good sign. She may get her desire yet. The female surprised him with her next response. “I understand, but… who are you?”
His icy gaze hardened and he decided a more hands-on approach was necessary. With one hand he flipped the girl in his arms around, causing her wet hands to brace against his chest, as his other hand slid down to grip the curve of her ass just beneath her deliciously too short skirt. Haruto stared down into her deep sapphire eyes, her confused expression now laced with curiosity. He couldn’t decide if he thought that was attractive or not. Part of him found it exhilarating that she would ignore the fact that he was someone she didn’t know, another part of him wondered if there was a reason his cousins hadn’t bedded the female yet. Perhaps her self-preservation or lack thereof, was an issue?
“You may call me Haruto.” He waited for her to smile prettily and say his name in that low, bedroom voice that only a young girl could.
Instead she raised an eyebrow at him and gave him an incredulous look. “Well, Haruto, it’s very nice of you to offer your… assistance… but I really don’t know you at all.”
The inu frowned and shook his head lightly. “I believe you are mistaken in something, my dear.” Kagome frowned at that, but he did not allow her to retort – which he was sure she would try – and continued on. “I am not here for a relationship with you, sweetness.”
Haruto looked at her pointedly, watching with amusement as her mind worked through the information he had just given her. Her face flushed prettily and her mouth hung open. “I… I… I don’t know what to say.” She uttered, to which he smirked and leaned down to give her a chaste kiss.
“You are not required to speak, only scream.” He loved the way she gave off a tiny squeak of surprise as he pulled her to him, gripping her scalp through her thick hair while silencing any possible comments with a deep and rough kiss.
Kagome melted against him quickly, her stiffened shock gradually giving way to his demands as he gripped her tender flesh beneath his hand. He ran his tongue against her lips, requesting entrance. She gave a shy moan, and he took the chance. Her small moan turned into a groan as their tongues began to dance together.
He found that he quite enjoyed the way her moist body pressed against his, but that he was rather displeased with just how many layers of clothing they both had. Deciding to remedy that quickly, he pulled his hand from her hair and slipped his top off. When her chilly hands danced against his bare chest he shivered in anticipation. Really, he could not understand his cousins.
While the female was not fully developed, she was not unattractive. Her hips curved ever so slightly, hinting at future fullness when they were burdened with child. Her face was just beginning to show the angles of a woman, but still had the deep softness of youth. Her legs were long, and her skin was still soft and smooth.
What was her name again?
He decided it didn’t matter.
Haruto fell to his knees, bringing her with him as he continued to ravage her innocent mouth, and lay her down among the muddy ground beside the hot spring. Her chest heaved and a small whimper came from her as he released her mouth, admiring the way her lips swelled from his attentions before he trailed a hot lick up her neck. Her eyes fluttered closed, as her hands came up to grip around his shoulders. When his breath teased against her collarbone, causing her hips to rise and her body to arch against him, he knew she was fully ready for this.
Kagome gave off an animalistic mewl when he tickled his hand along the inside of her thigh. There was no need to hold back, of course. He wasn’t in love with this woman-child. She wasn’t in love with him. They were strangers with a united goal. She wanted to know the touch of a man. He wanted to touch her. A mutual arrangement that only came once in a very short while – InuYasha and Sesshomaru might be too stupid to understand, but Haruto knew better than to lose this opportunity.
He felt the barrier of cotton cloth against her sex and his brow furrowed before he swiftly ripped the material with his claws, shredding it and leaving it to lay against her warm flesh in a limp pile. Kagome’s eyes shot open and she gasped. “Wait!” Her voice was laced with fear, and her pulse began to hasten.
He sighed and darted little kisses up her clothed chest, along her neck, before placing several on her glistening mouth. “Sweetness… it’s far too late for that now.” His voice came out as a smooth drawl, coated with amusement and satisfaction.
Surprisingly, she did not try to fight that. Instead, she gave a quick nod and took a deep breath. “I know. I… please don’t rip any more of my clothes. I won’t have an excuse.”
Ah. So that was the problem? He smirked. “Might I suggest you remove your clothing?”
A deep flush blossomed in her chest and rose to her face, but she licked her lips and pulled back.
He sat up, allowing her the space she needed as she began to remove her clothing with trembling hands. Kagome slipped the knot from her red scarf carefully, loosening the collar before pulling the top over her head and revealing a small white bra. Her gaze met his and Haruto understood the silent signal, staring into her eyes as she reached up and unhooked the material, allowing it to fall forward into her waiting hand. Her chest heaved as her lip trembled, eyes flickering with some sort of unspoken emotion.
Haruto never let his eyes wander, knowing that she needed these last few moments of modesty before he completely and utterly shattered her fragile virginity. When she seemed to be taking far longer to settle into the idea than he would have liked, however, he decided to give her a little reassurance. “You are beautiful.”
Her face flushed even more, causing a lovely scarlet tint to linger on her cheeks before she looked away, down into her lap. “You don't even know my name, do you?”
“Does your name change how beautiful you are?”
Kagome gasped and looked up at him with curiosity, a small smile playing at her lips before she responded softly. “Higurashi Kagome.”
A slow grin graced his face as he cocked his head to one side. “How fitting. Are you to be my end, sweetness?”
The teasing tone in his voice caused her to laugh. Kagome shook her head, looking up at him with a mixture of awe and uncertainty. He held open his arms, allowing her to not only feel more comfortable, but to get a better view of him. He was tall, at least a good head taller than her – if not more – it was hard to tell in their kneeling position on the ground. Most of his height seemed to be in his legs which were folded beneath him and tightened in his slim pants, which led to booted feet.
Her eyes wandered back up, pointedly skipping his middle and running up his bare torso. She licked her lips, biting down lightly on her lower one as she caught hint of the sunlight bouncing off his tanned skin. He really was quite nice to look at and part of her felt a childish, giddy feeling bubble inside her at the thought that he was going to give himself to her. Still, her modern mind couldn't shake the feeling that this was wrong in many ways. She didn't know him. He could be an enemy and where would she be then?
Perhaps it didn't matter. She was tired of feeling so frustrated all the time - tired of being ignored by the men in her life. Here was one who was willing to give her what she desperately needed with no strings attached. It was a one time thing, and then she would be back to herself.
Giving a nod at her own thoughts, he took her signal for what it was and pulled her to him. Kagome decided to be a bit more bold this time, reaching up to entwine her fingers through his hair and pulling the tie loose. She gave a little giggle as his lips descended on her shoulder while his dark locks tumbled down in a wave, surrounding them both and trailing on the ground. With a sigh, she whispered aloud her thoughts, a mixture of sadness and wonder laced in her voice. “Why do demons all have such pretty hair?”
Haruto snorted, bringing a hand up to cup her left breast before ceasing her musings with his lips once more. He did not want to go into the finer details of genetic selection among a species which lived millenia. Instead, he would much rather show her.
She surprised him by being compliant, curving into him and allowing him to slip off the bra, depositing it somewhere on the ground before he continued his assault on her right breast. Her hands came down, trailing along his shoulders before gliding down his chest. When her fingertips grasped his nipple and tugged, ever so slightly, Haruto felt his control slip.
With a sharp inhale, he pushed her down to the ground while drawing her hips up. Her skirt remained, but he cared not. What he was after was already bare before him and moist. She was willing and ready. Before she could utter a word in protest, he licked her. A singular, long, warm and textured lap from the rear curve of her ass and up to her clit. There, he sucked the glistening bud into his eager mouth and pulled on it gently.
Kagome's eyes shot open and she let out a heavy squeal followed by a deep moan. Her body arched towards him, causing her legs to part more and giving him greater access to her most private of body parts. Her hands clenched, digging into the muddy grass beneath her and ripping some of the delicate foliage from the ground as her mouth fell open in a silent cry.
Slow tendrils crept down her body, tickling her flesh with hints of a frail desire. Like a cool net, the sensation flowed down her torso, until she felt as if it were crawling into her mouth, suffocating her with a desire she had never known before. She needed, wanted, desperately craved something that felt as if it were just beyond her reach.
When Haruto's tongue pushed through her folds, darting into her depths, she gasped and felt the air leave her lungs as she reached up with one hand and gripped into his hair. As his lapping sped up, the cool tendrils that were creeping along her skin formed into a dangerous claw, gripping her tightly and causing her to cry out in desperation for … something.
As her hips rocked against his mouth, she could feel the grip slowly closing around her heart and she gave out a moan, eyes closing as she felt it there. Whatever it was she sought, it was there, just beyond her reach – teasing and taunting. Just as his fingers brushed it, just as she could feel it bubble within her as a warm pool forming in her abdomen that was beginning to overflow, she was suddenly flipped over onto her chest in the muddy ground.
Her eyes shot open and she gave off a squeak as his mouth left her, causing her body to cry out as the claw-like grip on her soul released her and the slow warmth that had overcome her body turned to cold air. Sweat beaded on her skin and she turned her head to look at Haruto in confusion, only for her eyes to widen as he pulled her hips up to align with him.
A gasp escaped her as she felt the first trembling sensation of fear dance along with her passion, causing the heat that had pooled within her to leak out of her panting cunt. When his erection came into view for her, her mind raced. It was different than what she had expected. Was it because he was a dog? It was long and somewhat slender, not as thick as she had anticipated, and there was no defined head like she'd seen in raunchy movies back home during schoolgirl sleepovers.
Haruto smirked and pushed his hips against hers, teasing her opening with his dick. He leaned over her, whispering in her ear. “Do you like what you see, sweetness?”
Her face flushed and she looked to the ground, shaking her head before looking up at him with a smirk. “I like what I feel better.”
The bold response caused him to let out a groan that melted into a growl as he wasted no more time. Gripping both sides of her hips, he drew back and then sunk into her with one firm stroke. Had he been human, it may have taken some coaxing to get her tight channel to open for him and let him in. Because he was not, she was now bleeding slightly. The sight of the coppery fluid drizzling down her leg was only more attractive to him.
Kagome screamed out in pain at his entrance, as he expected her to. He held her hips firmly as she attempted to escape, clawing at the moistened grass beneath her and trying to pull away. “InuYasha!”She cried, calling for her friend desperately to come save her from the pain and suffering.
The dark youkai behind her gave a sigh and leaned forward to place a lick along her face, causing her to still. “Sweetness... we do not have to continue if you so desire, but realize that the pain is only temporary. Even if we stop here – you are no longer innocent.”
She swallowed hard and closed her eyes tightly, nodding her head. Realistically, she knew what he said was true. It wasn't as if she hadn't allowed this. She just didn't expect it to hurt this much. How could people find something this torturous so enjoyable? She'd heard from her friends that some first times were painful, but she had never heard of it hurting this much! Licking her lips, she took a few short breaths, trying to grow accustomed to the feel of him inside her.
“If I say we stop, you will?”
Haruto considered her question, giving a short nod. “You choose a word – stop and no are not acceptable, females tend to say them even when they do not mean those – and whenever you say it, I will heed your command.”
Her mind raced as she considered the possibilities. He was right, of course. She couldn't very well pick something she might call out during sex. It had to be something purposeful and different. Suddenly, the perfect command came to her. “Down, boy.”
The inu behind her let out a sigh. “Clever.”
He did not wait for her to say more, instead slowly pulling back and pushing back in. Kagome hissed at the sensation of pleasure mixed with pain. As his thrusts continued, slowly speeding up with each insertion, she felt that familiar gripping claw pulling at her body and heart. This time, however, instead of cold and seeping it was hot and burning.
She didn't quite understand what was happening. How could it be cold one moment and hot the next? Even odder... why did the hot feel better than the cold? There was little time for her to think on the matter as his arms came up under her, grazing her breasts as he clamped his fingers around her shoulders and leaned into her.
Kagome's sight went white as she screamed out from the sudden, intense penetration. Deep inside her, she could feel him moving in and out of her, drawing from her more warm moisture. His lips found her back, darting hot, open-mouthed kisses along her skin as she began to push back into him. Her hands gripped at the muddy ground, trying to use the grass as a way to leverage her body where she could thrust up against him.
Her body was acting on instinct, her mind now clouded with lust as all she could do was experience the sensations he was giving her. Kagome's chest heaved with each breath, her voice cracking as she let out another pleasure filled cry. Tears welled in her eyes as he lifted her body, pulling her up as he came into an upright position.
Haruto was kneeling before the water, arms still holding the fragile girl to his body as he pulled her down onto him and thrust up into her. Her head fell back and he let out a groan, nipping at her bared neck in a sign of dominance. As if she knew the best response, her head slipped to the side, giving him more as she gave off a small moan.
Kagome's hands came down to grip onto his hips, her legs beginning to tremble from her attempts to push down against him in this position. His thrusts sped up and she limply fell against him, unable to assist any longer. As he continued to pound into her wanton slit, her body shook, bouncing on him like a rag doll as she moaned.
There, in that moment, he pushed into her and she threw her head back, finally grasping what she had been seeking all this time with a loud scream. Birds flew from the trees in fright. Kagome fell forward, her hair flopping around her as he thrust into her more. Her eyes widened as he showed no sign of stopping and released one of her shoulders to bring his hand down, teasing at her clit.
“Ha... what?” Was all she could manage to get out as he toyed with her sensitive nub and ran his tongue along her neck, all the while still pumping in and out of her body.
Her chest was burning. She could barely breathe. Yet he continued to ravage her. Fear crept back into her mind and she began to groan as he bit into her shoulder lightly, pulling her against him with both hands and thrusting into her with shorter, quicker movements.
Kagome's jaw went slack when he bit her, not expecting that but not entirely surprised. It wasn't as if he broke flesh, just pulled her closer. His claws, however, were another story as he brought his hands up, leaving her sensitive nub to the winds, and dug into her waist. Tiny pinpricks, like tearing paper-cuts running along her flesh, dotted across her tender skin. Blood pooled beneath the abused welts before seeping out and running down her body.
Her mind went blank as he gave out a growl and threw her to the ground once more, her hands splaying across the grass. Haruto gave her no time to recover, pounding into her harshly. Kagome's back arched as her head came up and her chest went down, another loud scream slipping from her lips.
His voice came to her then, rough and rugged as his hot breath danced against her neck. “Say my name, bitch. Who gives you what you want, sweetness?”
Kagome's eyes closed tight, as she shook her head, not wanting to admit that she was experiencing her first moments of womanly pleasure with a complete and utter stranger. Saying it aloud would be the same as agreeing that she was enjoying herself, and while she was quite satisfied, she would never want to look back on this moment again. “No...”
A groan ripped from her throat as he shoved into her hard, pushing against something within her that she hadn't noticed before. “Say it.” He ground out.
She whimpered, tears falling from her face. “Haruto.” It was quiet and muffled in the grass as she tried to hide from her own pleasure.
He reached down, gripping her hair and pulling her face up as he ran a long lick along her cheek. “I don't believe they heard you, my dear.”
Her mind raced. They? What was he talking about? He didn't give her the time to figure out, reaching beneath her and finding her clit once more. A single pinch was all it took to drive her over the edge and as she threw her head back in ecstasy, his name fell from her lips – unbidden and primal – echoing through the forest.
With a few short pumps, he growled out his own release, pouring his thick seed into her waiting womb. He remained in her for a few moments before pulling out, allowing her sweaty and lust covered body to fall limply to the ground. Quickly, he righted his clothing before kneeling over her, brushing aside her hair to reveal her shocked face as she tried to regain her breath.
Haruto smirked and leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. He said nothing, walking off and leaving the poor girl to collect herself. As he did so, he paused just before the tree-line, giving a wave to the distance and turning to smirk at his cousin. “I didn't know you were into watching.”
Sesshomaru's nose twitched and he turned away, walking back to where he left his entourage as Haruto followed. “I guess it runs in your father's side?” He teased, gathering his hair into it's usual high pony tail. “She really was quite delicious. You missed a real treat.”
Back at the hot spring, Kagome finally rose. Her body ached everywhere and she was sure she looked horrible. Yet, she never felt better. Despite the initial pain she had enjoyed herself. Even when he was bit rough, it was still not as bad as she had expected. Sure, it wasn't what she had envisioned her first time like, but it wasn't terrible. Now, she could return to her duties as if nothing happened and everything would be fine, wouldn't it?
As she turned to gather her bathing supplies from her pack, her body froze and her eyes locked on the last thing she wanted to see. There, on the other side of the small clearing, stood InuYasha. Her mind worked quickly as she tried to come up with an excuse, but she knew it was pointless. With a sigh, she gathered her soap and turned away, stepping into the water. She would act as if nothing happened.
Unless, of course, she was pregnant – but she would cross that bridge when she came to it.