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“You ready, Kagome?”
“Ready,” she confirmed as she took his hand before he slung her yellow backpack over his shoulder. With a final wave to Kagome’s family and a promise to return soon, they were off. They had done this so many times before, only this time they weren’t about to jump through a well to end up back in Feudal Japan. This was an adventure of a new kind.
Together they would embark on a journey by train to Shibuya where Inuyasha lived in his own apartment. The concept was so foreign to Kagome, Inuyasha alive and well in modern Japan, yet here he was, looking as though he had only aged a few years. After sending her through a portal back to this era to save her from destroying the world, what had only been mere minutes for her had been almost 500 years that Inuyasha had waited to see her again. To pick up right where they had left off in their married lives.
So many things had changed in such a short amount of time for Kagome that she could barely comprehend them. Inuyasha and Koga both worked for Sesshomaru’s demon slaying business, apparently making great money doing so and preventing rogue demons from attacking the oblivious human population. Shippo was now a successful artist with a wife and kids of his own. An entire subculture of youkai hidden right in the heart of Tokyo, though most of their population had spread to more rural areas where they had more room to thrive.
And though she now had to make an adjustment, it wasn’t nearly as overwhelming with Inuyasha there to help, even if his shoulder-length hair took some getting used to, his signature baseball cap always worn backward in public to hide his ears. While she grieved the friends she had lost to time, she could now rejoice in seeing her family again and the last few days they had spent together had felt like they had never been separated while everyone filled her in on what she had missed. Kagome marveled how Inuyasha fit in so well with everyone like he was just another member of the Higurashi family.
He had scarcely left her side and she was happy to oblige anytime he needed to reach out and touch her as if he needed the reassurance that she was really there. They kept it chaste around the family, the most intimate moments spent cuddling and spooning in Kagome’s old bed while everyone else slept. But soon it became obvious that they would need their own space where they could start the next chapter of their lives.
So Kagome’s mom packed some of her old clothes and essentials in a bag and sent them on their way with a smile and an offer to take her shopping soon. It was bizarre to ride the subway with Inuyasha and have him lead the way, but this was now just as much his world now as hers. He had lived through the best and worst parts of the history that she had only read about in textbooks and still she hadn’t even heard half of the stories that he had to tell. Would probably still be filling her in for the rest of her life. But for now, she could only take things one day at a time, starting with an introduction to Inuyasha’s home—now their home.
“If you don’t like it, we can go somewhere else, but I picked this one especially for you. You’ll see,” Inuyasha told her as they rode the elevator up to the floor that was entirely their own.
“I’m sure it’s great then,” Kagome gave his arm an extra squeeze. She had already been more than impressed with the building itself, a lavish skyscraper that she would have never thought she would be able to afford. The tiny hut they shared in the Feudal era was a modest one, but it was more than enough for her. All that mattered was that they were together. It didn’t matter where or how much it cost.
The elevator dinged to let them know they had reached their stop. Though she knew there was no imminent danger before her, she couldn’t help the racing of her heart as the anticipation welled up inside of her. One crooked smile from her husband was all she needed for a beam of excitement to break out across her face.
“Welcome home, Kagome.”
And the doors opened to reveal a huge living room that was already larger than their entire hut had been. Stepping out, she didn’t even look down as she kicked off her flats, too busy taking in the room before her with her jaw practically on the floor. She was vaguely aware of Inuyasha watching her reaction as he also removed her shoes and hung up his cap, no doubt a proud grin on his lips.
Light streamed in from the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city and she rushed over to take in the view. On one side, all of Shibuya was laid out before her, a city bustling with people and traffic that she hadn't seen in years. From another angle, she saw Tokyo Tower in the distance and from another, Roppongi Hills and all the vast sea of buildings of varying shapes and sizes in the metropolis. Resisting the urge to press her face against the glass, she took in the rest of the room, modestly furnished with a couch and bookcases lining the room. When she looked closer, she saw they were filled with various titles of shonen manga and superhero comic books.
“You like, Dragonball, Inuyasha?”
At her giggle, Inuyasha yelled, “What, I had a lot of time on my hands. You don’t have to laugh!” His lips pursed into a perfectly kissable pout.
“No, I’m laughing because it’s cute! If I had known you liked these I would have gotten you some a long time ago.”
“Whatever,” he scoffed and led her by the hand away from the shelves over to the kitchen area. And immediately, Inuyasha’s reading habits were forgotten. She was looking at her dream kitchen, a marble-topped island in the center, ample counter space, appliances that looked both stylish and functional, and a pantry that she could easily fill to the brim with anything she desired (though it was now mostly full of ramen). She busied herself with rummaging through the cabinets, both familiarizing herself with his setup and being nosy for what all he had. And Inuyasha had definitely made sure this kitchen was well stocked.
“Do you cook much?” she asked him.
“Sometimes. But Sesshomaru likes to keep me so damn busy most of the time I just order takeout. Anything you see here is yours, too. I pretty much just grabbed anything I thought you would use anyways since I know you liked to cook.”
“Inuyasha, that’s so sweet. But you really should stop eating takeout so much. I’m more than happy to make you dinner.”
“Fine, but the ramen stays.”
“Yes, of course. I wouldn’t dream of touching your precious ramen.”
She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek and made no further comment so she wouldn’t embarrass him further when she saw him practically turn into a pile of goo, smiling to himself. Moving on, Inuyasha walked her down a hallway and pointed out several different rooms to her. A personal gym for Inuyasha, a guest room that Shippo sometimes crashed in, a bathroom that doubled as a laundry room. By the time they reached the master bedroom, she was completely beside herself, over the moon with this space that Inuyasha had picked out just for her.
And she should have known that the care Inuyasha took would also reach the bedroom. It was lavishly enormous, complete with its own balcony and ample space to fit the biggest bed that Kagome had ever seen in her life. She released a gasp and ran toward it so she could fling herself on top and she was not disappointed when her body sunk into it like she was floating on a cloud.
“Inuyasha, it’s perfect!” her voice was muffled into an equally soft pillow. The bed shifted when she felt Inuyasha sit down on the edge and she peeked an eye up to look at him. Her heart soared at the absolutely beaming face that smiled back at her, obviously so proud of himself as he should be. Kagome rolled closer to him onto her back so she could grab the fabric of his shirt and pull him down to her level, stealing that beautiful smile of his with her lips. He complied willingly, a hand threading into her hair while the other held himself steady above her. But that wouldn’t do.
Running her tongue over his lips, he opened for her and met her with his own, sliding it over hers slowly as if savoring the feel of it. Though they had kissed plenty in the past few days, it had never gone beyond the touching of lips. This was the first time in almost 500 years that Inuyasha had truly tasted her this way. And she wanted him to experience it all again. She was burning for him after only a few days. What must it have been like for him to spend lifetimes without this?
She pressed him closer to her, desperate for him to crush her with the weight of his body on hers, but he lifted his head away from hers. She wanted to cry out at the loss of him.
“Hey, the tour’s not over yet. I still have more to show you.”
“Later,” Kagome practically groaned as she closed the distance between them again. He allowed a few more kisses between them before he wrenched himself away again.
“Kagome, trust me. You’re gonna wanna see this.”
“Ugh, fine!” she whined as her head dropped back onto the pillow. Meanwhile, Inuyasha practically sprang up, his ears wiggling in excitement, and reached out his arms to help her off too. She wanted to seduce him back into bed with her and it probably wouldn’t have been that hard, but the light in his eyes was just so darn cute in that moment that she had to give in. She knew how precious times like this were to be had.
And when he opened the door to the bathroom, she knew he had been right to stop and show her. Before her was more of a jacuzzi than a simple bath, the size of it conveniently more than enough for the both of them to fit inside comfortably. A basket of different soaps and oils sat by the rim, just waiting for her to pick out her favorite ones.
She was at an absolute loss for words. Her husband had always been so kind to her, making sure she had everything she needed to live comfortably when she first gave up her home to live with him in the past. Now he had done the same again, knowing that she would be coming and preparing well in advance because he already knew what she liked. Tears welled up in her eyes and she promptly buried her face into Inuyasha’s chest.
“I—if you don’t like it we can move somewhere else!” he stammered in a panic, his arms enclosing around her to comfort her. She shook her head before lifting her face to show him the unabashed beam that she didn’t even try to tamper down.
“It’s not that. I just love it so much. I love you so much. Thank you, Inuyasha, for everything. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have you always looking out for me.”
“It was no big deal, really. I just wanted you to be happy.” The blush on his cheeks was back as it always was after she said anything sentimental. And even after all this time, that hadn’t changed.
“I was happy living in that tiny hut and I’ll be happy living here. Just as long as you’re by my side.” She lifted onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his in a tender kiss. When she tried pulling away, however, Inuyasha followed, refusing for her to allow any space between them, and kissed her deeper. She gave herself over to him, the warmth of his strong arms drawing her closer. Sliding her arms around his shoulders and plunging her hands into the beautiful silver of his hair, she opened her mouth and his tongue slipped in to caress her own.
He could have devoured her. She wouldn’t have blamed him if after all the years without her, he just threw her onto the bed and had his way with her already. It’s what she would have done if she were in his position. But it was gentle—so soft the way he seemed to touch her as if he was treasuring every moment—she didn’t want to rush anything even though her need for him ached between her thighs. This needed to be special for him, a celebration of everything they continued to overcome to be together.
She tore her lips from Inuyasha’s mouth and slowly stepped away from him, letting her arms trail down his until she was far enough that not even their fingers could reach each other. He looked at her quizzically as she turned around and fiddled with the knobs of the tub to turn it on, giving it some time to feel the hot water flow over her hand until it was the perfect temperature. She took some time to peruse the bottles in the basket, selecting one of her liking and pouring some of it out into the water. Bubbles immediately began to spring to life and she couldn’t help the turning up of her lips at the sight. When she looked back at her husband, she noticed his eyes looking at her bottom where she had purposefully bent over the lip of the tub.
She stood up straight and he, knowing he had been caught, swallowed a gulp, his adam’s apple in his throat bobbing. But this was exactly what she wanted. Kagome reached behind herself and pulled her own zipper down the length of the blue plaid dress she had owned previously that luckily still fit her. Inuyasha’s eyes followed her movements as she slowly slipped it down her body and let it pool at her feet, leaving her only in her lace bra and panties.
“What are you doing?” he asked dumbly. She would have laughed, but judging by the growing bulge in his jeans, the blood flow from his brain was now making its way to a different area of his body.
“What does it look like?” she teased as she padded her way over to him, his eyes drawing up to meet hers. “I’m taking a bath. And I’d really like it if you joined me.”
She extended her hands out and he took them, allowing her to lead him to the counter on the opposite wall where she leaned her hips against the cool marble. Her fingers found the hem of his white shirt and his arms lifted willingly as she peeled it off of him.
“I love this place, Inuyasha. You did a great job picking it out.”
He didn’t respond because his lips were already at work on her neck where he kissed and suckled her smooth skin while his hands slid along her exposed waist. At her soft moan, his fingers squeezed her ribs tighter, but never enough to hurt or bruise.
What she wanted to say next lay on the tip of her tongue. It was bold, and though they often talked while they were intimate, she wasn’t sure how Inuyasha would react to it. But if he continued to touch her like this, teasing her and sending goosebumps down her flesh, she was going to combust.
“Did you picture me here? Is that what helped you decide on it?”
“Mhm,” he mumbled his response, obviously too busy to pay much attention to what she was saying. She smoothed her hands over the planes of his muscles, even harder than she remembered them with all the years of fighting to survive. His lips on her neck were sending her into a mindless frenzy, words slipping out of her that she would have been embarrassed to say otherwise.
“Did you picture me like this, too? Holding me against the counter while you have your way with me?” she whispered breathlessly as she gripped his shoulders.
Inuyasha cursed under his breath, but said nothing more, pulling her impossibly closer so she could feel his hard length where her hips were flush with his own. She hadn’t expected any verbal reply from him, knowing he wasn’t a man of many words. It was his actions that always showed her how she was affecting him.
Kagome gripped the hair at the base of his neck as he continued his attack on her, groaning louder when he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, the lightning shooting through her making her roll her hips into his. One of her hands slid up to lightly pull on one of his soft ears, earning her a low growl that vibrated against her bruising skin.
“Inuyasha,” she whimpered when he ground back against her. He paused to bury his face into her hair, thumbs left brushing the bones of her ribs.
“I—I pictured you making those noises,” his voice was so low and husky it could barely be heard over the rushing of the water filling the bathtub. “Because of me.”
She gasped at his sudden ability to form a complete sentence, her thighs involuntarily pressed together to control the ache he sent through her. His lips continued their ministrations lower as he kissed the soft skin that pooled over the top of her bra, eliciting another whimper from her, before his hands moved down to grip her hips. The cotton fabric stopped him from fully getting a feel of her, but his fingers danced along the waistband, occasionally dipping inside for a tease of his claws that had the fire burning in her belly fanning into a dangerous flame.
“What if you pictured me sitting on this counter?” she asked him shyly, voice shaking from how worked up he was making her. Inuyasha’s ear twitched between her fingers at her question, but he immediately lifted her up onto the cold marble like she requested. It was then that she saw his face for the first time since she led him over here, those amber eyes piercing straight into hers as he gripped the counter with white knuckles, effectively trapping her between his strong arms.
“I’d tell you that I should have sat you down there the second you walked in that door,” he gruffed with a deadly smirk.
Kagome pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she met his gaze, too far in this to back down now despite her fluttering heart. “Did you imagine me…like this?”
She spread her legs apart for him, blushing madly as his eyes dropped to the obvious wet spot on her panties.
“Fuck,” his voice strained, and he used one of his hands to smooth over the inside of her thigh, stroking maddeningly close to the apex of her legs. “I did.”
“What else did you imagine me doing?” she purred in a way that was so unlike her, but Inuyasha’s responsiveness was emboldening her. She pushed out her chest as she held onto the sides of the marble, her breasts practically begging him to release them from their confines.
Inuyasha growled at the sight, the tent in his jeans now fully erect for her to see.
“I imagined you with these off,” he gestured to her panties, sliding a finger underneath the hem of her underwear before snapping it back with a slight sting that had her shivering.
“Well, I’m here now. So instead of imagining it, why don’t you take them off?” Kagome mewled, rolling her hips on the counter to prompt him to follow through.
Inuyasha groaned, looking as if he was holding on by a single thread that was unraveling more with every sentence that left Kagome’s mouth. “What do you picture me doing after I take those off of you?”
Kagome was ready for the final kill. She leaned back and spread her legs wider so she was on full display for him. “I picture you on your knees while you use that smart mouth of yours to make me come.”
The sound of ripping fabric echoed around the room and before Kagome could register what happened, the feeling of Inuyasha dragging his tongue up her center had her gasping in surprise. He groaned his approval at the first taste he had had of her in centuries, and he drank her in like a man dying of thirst in the desert until she was squirming against the bathroom mirror.
He hooked his arms under her thighs to pin her to the counter while his tongue worked in sweeping circles around her clit, but she still felt like she was falling, like Inuyasha was hurtling her towards the edge of a precipice that she was desperately trying to cling to. She reached for Inuyasha’s hand and he laced his rough fingers through hers as if to let her know that he was right there with her.
His tongue dipped inside her and her back arched like a drawn bow to thrust herself further onto him. The scream for him must have been exactly what he wanted to hear because he fully unleashed himself on her, licking and sucking her bundle of nerves into his mouth until she was coming undone. He looked up at her from between her legs, those predator eyes watching her gasp and writhe because of what he did to her. When one of his fingers slid inside her, she cried out, but he moved so painfully slow that her hips rolled in time with him just to draw it out.
“You have no idea how badly I wanted to do this again,” he rasped before he added a second finger, gradually picking up speed as he pumped. “You taste just as good as I remembered.”
“Inuyasha,” was the only word that her brain could register so she repeated it. Over and over she chanted his name until he gave her clit one last caress with his tongue and she shattered in his hands, her climax crashing over her while Inuyasha watched, his fingers still moving inside her to help guide her back down.
“I missed seeing you like that,” Inuyasha’s low voice rumbled and she was reaching for him blindly, grabbing the sides of his face to pull him up to meet her lips so she could taste her lingering need for him, his chin still glistening with her honey.
He reached behind her to unclasp her bra with surprisingly skilled fingers and tossed it somewhere beyond her reach. Pulling back just to look at her chest, she felt no shame or need to cover herself at the look of sheer awe in his eyes. Almost as if he was reveling in the impact of this moment, his hand lingered just on the underside of her exposed breast.
“You’re really here…” he whispered and her heart broke for him. For how lonely he had been for so long while he waited faithfully for her.
Kagome cradled his hand in her own and moved it to cover her breast, right over her beating heart. “I am.”
His eyes softened before lowering his head to take a pink nipple into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue. “Oh,” she sighed, her eyes drifting closed, and though she was still trembling from her release, she could feel the need at the apex of her thighs yearning for more. “Inuyasha, please.”
Knowing exactly what she was asking for, he straightened to press his forehead to hers while he worked on unbuttoning his pants, cock springing free when he released it from the confines of his boxers. He didn’t even bother with removing them from his body before he was lining himself up with her entrance, the tip soaking in the slickness there. Her legs innately wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to her. But just as he was about to guide himself home, a loud splash resounded from behind him.
“Oh shit,” he grunted, but not in the way that she wanted as he wrenched himself away only to reveal that the water in the giant tub was now overflowing onto the tiled floor, having been completely forgotten in their throes of passion. Inuyasha raced over to turn the knob to stop the flow of water and his arm disappeared among the heaping mass of bubbles as he released the drain.
Laughter burst from Kagome as she watched Inuyasha’s flustered face from where she still sat on the counter, the space between her thighs now cold from his absence. “I’m sorry, Inuyasha. I guess we got carried away.”
“It’s fine. Did you have to use so much bubble bath though?” He emphasized his point by brushing off a clump of suds that had lingered on his bare shoulder.
“Hey, you got it for me so I’ll use as much as I want.”
She slid down from the counter and made her way back over to him as he pulled the drain back in place, the water level now the perfect height for the both of them. When he stood back up again, she was there to help him out of the rest of his clothes, though when her fingers wrapped so delicately around the length of his still hard cock, he all but tore his pants and boxers off of him in one sweep and chucked them to the side.
His hands cradled her face as he pulled her to him, sealing her lips with a kiss while she stroked him. Breaking away with a loud smack, Kagome took his hand instead and led him into the tub, sighing with delight when she sank beneath the hot water. Inuyasha sat down with his back against the edge and she wasted no time in draping her body over his, resting her head on his shoulder to draw circles on his bare chest while his claws dragged delicate lines up and down her back.
“I still can’t believe I’m back here. That you waited for me all this time for me,” she murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper but she knew he could still hear her.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Did you miss me?”
“That’s a dumb question. Obviously.”
She hummed her approval, shifting her head slightly to nuzzle into his neck. “Were you ever with anyone else? Like this?” Her fingers found his cock again under the water and she heard his small hiss as she ran up the length of him. It twitched in her hand when she brushed a thumb over the tip.
“No,” he groaned, his answer short as his head fell back against the rim of the tub. She kept her strokes slow and gentle, just barely grazing the soft skin. When she lifted her head to catch a glimpse of his face, his eyes were closed and lips parted, allowing him to simply feel every single movement of hers.
“Why not? 447 years is such a long time to be alone. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you did.”
A single amber eye peeked open to look at her, his brow furrowing. “I’m married to you,” he said matter-of-factly as though married men hadn’t been cheating on their wives since the beginning of time.
“Then let me show you how just grateful I am that you waited for me all these years. I know it wasn’t easy for you.”
“You don’t owe me anything.”
“No, but you’ve always been so good to me. Keeping me safe, getting this place just because you knew I would like it.” She sat up and twisted her body so her legs could straddle his waist, the enormous length of him in her hand just brushing against her core. “Anything I’ve ever wanted, you give it to me without me even needing to ask.”
“Anything,” Inuyasha repeated. He was watching her as if he was in a trance, drinking her in with his half-lidded eyes glazed over with desire for her. She was the only one in the world who would ever see him like this. A warrior brought to his knees at her command.
She trailed open-mouthed kisses up his jaw until he met her at his lips, reveling in the sound of his labored breath in her ear before pressing her forehead to his.
“And if I want you to take me in every single room of this apartment, would you? Tonight?” She was going to truly make this place her own, the scent of her inescapable no matter where Inuyasha went. He would be drowning in it by the time they were finished.
“Whatever you want,” he uttered and his hands gripped her hips tight where she hovered over him, begging her to tilt them just the right way so he might press into her.
“Then this is a good place to start.” With a hand supporting herself on his chest, she sank down onto him, tilting her head back in a moan as he filled her, one beautiful inch at a time.
“Oh—holy shit, Kagome,” he rasped. She moved on him, so slow and so raw, but Inuyasha was already shuddering with every gentle grind of her languid rhythm. He slipped a hand into the base of her wet hair as if to ground himself. “You feel so fucking good.”
She replied with a whine that he captured with his mouth, the kiss unhurried as her tongue pushed between his parted lips to run over one of his fangs. Finally, they had all the time in the world to enjoy moments like these. Just the two of them.
The water sloshed as she increased her movements, lifting up the full length of him before sliding back down to the base where his hips would rise to grind against hers. She couldn’t go as fast as she wanted, but her walls, still wet even beneath the water, wrapped so perfectly around him that he already looked to be close, his eyes shut tight against the pleasure coursing through him.
She trailed a hand down his chest, his straining abs, past the dip in his hips to where they were connected, loosely gripping the base of him so even when she rose to his tip, a part of her was still wrapped around him. To remind him that she was here and would never leave him again. That this wasn’t just a wonderful dream that we would wake up from lonelier than when he fell asleep.
The sounds he was eliciting were otherworldly, moans and whimpers that showed how vulnerable he allowed himself to be in front of her despite his proud nature and she cherished it. Let it empower her in the way she could fell this man easier than any of his enemies ever did in battle.
She thought he was about to break, longed to feel his hot seed filling her in the most intimate place, but instead he sat straight up and lifted her from the water in one smooth motion, both of them dripping wet. Her legs wrapped around his hips instinctively with her still inside him as he walked her out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and down the hallway.
“Where are we going?” she asked him from where she was nibbling at his neck, tasting the salt of his sweat and bath water.
“You wanted it in every room of this place, right? Then I can’t blow a load just yet. Too much ground to cover and I gotta get a head start so we can make this last, you insatiable woman.”
Oh, he wouldn’t last too much longer if Kagome had any say.
But she allowed him to carry her to the living room where he pulled out and plopped her right down on the couch. Immediately, he covered her body with his own and got to work on her breasts, flicking the nipple back and forth with his tongue while he rolled the other between his fingers.
“Is this where you wanted me?” she managed to utter between choked gasps, her hands buried in his hair. “Right here on the couch?”
“No,” he nipped at her pebbled bud with his fangs and she hissed at the surge of both pain and pleasure that shot to her core. “I wanted to press you up against that window and fuck you with the entire city behind you.”
“Then why don’t you?” His eyes flashed up at her dangerously.
“It’s daytime, people will see.”
“Let them. I want them to know who treats me so well.”
“God, Kagome,” And they were up again, Inuyasha hoisting her off the couch bridal style so he could set her on her feet in front of the window. She looked out at the people below her, as tiny as ants, before she pressed her cheek against the glass, cold against her already sensitive breasts, and splayed her hands out to either side while Inuyasha placed bruising kisses to her shoulder. She felt his claws draw down the length of her spine, sending goosebumps over her arms with a shiver. His hand continued lower and her legs spread apart when it came between them to slide two fingers inside of her effortlessly.
Her back arched, pressing her chest harder into the glass. He pumped a few times, enough to make sure that she was wet enough for him after the bath. And she was soaked, desperate for any shred of himself that he would give her. She wanted to cry when he withdrew his talented fingers, but he quickly replaced them with his cock, gliding it into her in one smooth stroke.
“Uhn—” she couldn’t help the groan as she took him in and in and in, lifting her hips to allow him to sink deeper. His hand gripped her as he pulled out slightly, then thrust back in hard, making her entire body jolt. “Inu—!”
But the rest of his name cut off when he thrust in again—faster, deeper this time and she cried out at the impact. He began to pick up the pace into pounding strokes, the slap of skin on skin echoing around the room in time with the delicious sounds falling past their lips like a chorus. Kagome could only try to cling onto the glass and her fingers clenched as he surrounded her, made her completely his for all the world to see.
“You’ll be the death of me, Kagome,” his voice low in her ear and he covered her hand on the window with one of his own.
“Not until you don’t make me come first, dog boy,” she teased and he responded by wrapping his other hand around her front until he could rub at her clit with his fingers. When she had been in control of him in the bathtub, she felt like fire itself. Here before him, she was the one burning as he kindled the flame.
“Now this is a view I could get used to,” he chuckled breathlessly before he slammed into her so hard she thought the glass might break from the impact. His pace was deliberate, relentless and it wasn’t long before she was writhing against him, every part of her burning and tightening.
“Yes, Inuyasha, right there. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” she begged of him. But he did, cruel beautiful thing that he was.
“Oh, no you don't,” he grunted before he pulled out and scooped her back up in his arms. She hadn’t sat him at all since her return to the present, but she would have if he hadn’t been holding her so close to his chest. Instead, she practically growled in frustration in a way that sounded scarily similar to the hanyou, but he only cast her a single look as he crossed the room. “Only I get to see you come.”
And he laid her flat on the island counter and spread her legs so he could devour her like his own personal feast. He was everywhere at once as he worked her with his tongue in swirling strokes over her clit, dipping inside her for a taste of her before stroking back up to take her bud in his mouth and sucking the life out of her.
The coil inside her was winding up just as quickly as it did before and right as she was about to topple over the edge, he sheathed himself inside her. Her back bowed off the counter as she burst around him from the clear view of him filling her, screaming his name while she gripped the edge blindly.
Inuyasha had kept his thrusts slow to draw out the length of her orgasm, but as soon as her cries died back down into whimpers, he was relentlessly rocking back into her until she was moaning all over again.
“You’ve already come twice and there’s so many more rooms to go, Kagome. You sure you’ll make it?” She wanted to kiss that wicked smirk of his right off his face, but he was holding her in place with that brutal grip on her thighs while he pumped.
“I should be asking you that—It’s your turn next.”
His crooked grin faltered and he tugged her even closer to him, a squeak falling from Kagome as the new angle hit a particularly pleasurable spot inside deep her. But he was the one groaning as her legs wrapped around his back and she let him set the pace, pounding into her without restraint.
“Come on, Inuyasha. Give it to me—just like that.” It was obvious that though he was the one doing the work, she was the one in control. Words were spilling out of her mouth before she could even register she was saying them. “God, you make me feel so good.”
His body was curling over her with the brutal intensity of his thrusts and all she could do was cradle the sides of his face in her hands, forcing him to look her right in the eye while he came undone.
“Please come inside me, Inuyasha. I love when you fill me up knowing you’ve left your mark in me. So everyone knows I’m yours.”
“Oh fuck, Kagome. Fuck.”
There was no way he could last with the way she was speaking to him, clenching around him this tight. She whined at every stroke of the near-savage rhythm into her warmth, breasts bouncing with the frenzy that he was unleashing on her. He was gasping for any semblance of control, eyes shut tight to try and preserve his stamina, but it was failing him even with the demon blood coursing through his veins.
“Come for me, Inuyasha.”
And at her command, he came with a snarl, ramming up into her one final time and she felt him spill as much of his warm seed as he could. Kagome gyrated her hips until he stopped spurting and he collapsed his torso on top of hers, the rest of his body fallen limp while he tried to catch his breath. With blunt nails, she drew swirls on his back to soothe him, his face nuzzling into the crook of her neck.
“How do you feel?” she asked him, continuing her motion as she sheltered him.
“Like I just had sex for the first time in 447 years,” he panted out.
“That good, huh?” she hummed. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to use this counter for anything but incredible sex from now on.”
“I eat on this counter, woman.”
“But you know what comes after dinner, right?” She gave a roll of her hips and he grunted at the sudden movement. “Dessert.”
“I’ll be sitting here every day then.”
“And who said you would be eating food?”
She could feel him harden inside her instantly. One of the many perks of having a hanyou for a husband—he could literally go all night long. She had had many sleepless nights testing that out.
“Ready for our next stop?” she giggled and he groaned at the way she clenched around him.
“Yeah, but I have to do something first, just real quick.”
“What else could you possibly have to do right now?”
He said nothing as he hefted her up in his arms and she hooked her legs around his waist as he walked to the bathroom in the hallway, kicking the door wider as he went through. This room was different than the one that connected to the master bedroom, equipped with only a toilet and a sink which Inuyasha set her so gently down next to on the counter. He pulled out of her to Kagome’s dismay and she voiced her objection, but he ignored her, choosing instead to slide open a door built into the adjacent wall, revealing the washing machine and dryer hidden there.
“You know, I was literally doing laundry when Sota called to tell me you were back,” he said as he pulled clothes out of the washing machine and into the dryer, not even minding that he was doing this stark naked while she openly ogled his perfect backside. “I never did get to finish this load.”
He busied himself by stuffing the inside of the laundry machine with clothes that he pulled out from a hamper.
“You do laundry, Inuyasha?” she asked incredulously, never having seen him once need to wash the fire rat robe thanks to its regenerative powers.
“I’m not a total slob, Kagome,” he shot her a look before turning the dial to the right setting and pushed a button to start its cycle. “But I can think of a better use for this thing.”
Before she even knew what was happening, he was on her with inhuman speed, yanking her by the hand off the counter to lay her chest flat on the top of the rumbling laundry machine. He pressed searing kisses across her shoulder before he pushed his hips against her own, flattening them to the cold metal. But the vibration of the machine instantly stimulated her clit and she released a low moan, the hardness between Inuyasha’s legs nestled between her thighs. He let up the pressure only to push back even harder, working up a rhythm of dry thrusts that already had her going insane.
By the time he actually slid his length into her weeping slit, her cheek was pressed against the lid of the machine and all she could hear was the rumble, resonating through her like a drum that matched her wildly thundering heart.
“Nyuh—Inuyasha,” she whined as her eyes rolled back in her head from the sheer euphoria. She didn’t know if he responded, but she was too overcome by the wave of pleasure tearing through her as he buried himself in her at just the right angle, pressing her harder with every roll of his hips against hers.
Kagome had lost her ability to speak, reduced to only whimpers when he increased his pace. She knew he was watching her, his gaze bearing down on her, probably just enjoying how she reacted to this new sensation that then got him off in return. That had always been what affected him the most. When she found her pleasure, so did he.
Strong hands slid up from her hips to find purchase on her waist and he ground against her even harder until she was gripping the ledge, desperate for something to cling onto. A soft tickle ran down her spine when she realized that Inuyasha had brushed aside her hair to reveal the back of her neck to him and he immediately took advantage of it, curling his body over hers so he could nip at the skin there with his fangs.
Her eyes drifted closed and when she came, it surprised her, the vibrations tipping her over the edge and sending lightning down to the tips of her toes that barely touched the ground. She released a low moan and Inuyasha stopped his motion to let the machine do all the work for him to help bring her back down. It wasn’t until she was writhing beneath him to free her from the overstimulation that he let up and pulled out of her.
He flipped her around so her ass now rested against the still rumbling machine and nipped at her collarbone, brushing the hardened peaks of her breasts with his thumb. She was nothing but a puddle in his arms, breath hitching while she came back to her surroundings.
“You ok?” he asked, his voice barely audible as he kissed the space below her ear.
All she could do was nod.
“You good to keep going?”
She nodded again, but this didn't satisfy Inuyasha. “I need an answer, Kagome. Let me hear it.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Where do you want to go next?”
“Guest room.” It was the first thing that popped into her still hazy mind.
“Want me to carry you?” She nodded for a third time, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“You got it.” He scooped her up and she felt weightless in his strong arms, head resting on his shoulder as he ventured into the next room. “Where do you want it?”
She pressed her lips to the burning skin of his neck, right at the pulse point. “The bed.”
“You sure? You look like you could fall asleep any minute.”
“Then wake me up.”
She felt the hands holding her squeeze tighter before literally chucking her onto the bed where she landed unceremoniously with a bounce.
After releasing a yelp, she scolded, “Inuyasha!”
He rolled his eyes as he slid onto the empty space next to her. “What? It worked didn't it?” One arm tucked behind his head, a sly smile springing up on his lips.
She rolled onto her side, propping her head up in her hand as she looked at him. “Such big talk for a little puppy.” He released an annoyed growl at her as he shot her a look.
“Don't call me a puppy. I’m way older than you.”
“Then stop acting like one.”
“I don't—”
But his words were cut off when she put her mouth on him.
“Shit,” he hissed at the sudden contact and he gripped the bedsheets beneath him, white-knuckled as she started her rhythm on his cock. Even with his head at the back of her throat, she couldn’t take him in all the way due to the sheer size of him, but she used her hand to make up for any space on his shaft that she couldn’t reach.
Though she was the one working him with her mouth, he was utterly entrancing to watch and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. Grunts and moans fell past his parted lips with each intake of his length as she bobbed her head in time with his ragged breaths, using that to tell exactly when she needed to speed up or drive him crazy by slowing to a drawl.
Kagome withdrew from his length so her lips wrapped around just the tip of him, swirling her tongue around the head. His eyes, glazed over with lust, met hers as she gazed up at him through her long lashes.
“Kagome,” he moaned and his hand slid into her hair. He was holding back, she knew. He wanted to let go and thrust up inside her, but it went against his nature to do anything that could hurt her. But she was a woman on a mission, hellbent on making him come undone for the second time that night. She just couldn’t get enough.
Without breaking eye contact, she licked up the underside of his entire shaft and placed an open-mouthed kiss on the tip before she took the length of him into her mouth again, engulfing as much as she could with a low hum. His face contorted as he bucked up into her. The sudden jolt surprised her and she pushed down a gag, a hand on his hip to try and stabilize herself.
“Shit—sorry,” he ground out, but Kagome had already recovered.
She pulled off of him with a gasping breath. “Do that again,” Kagome panted and this time she was ready when his hips thrust up into her open mouth. She relaxed her throat and took him as deep as she could, moaning for him to encourage him to continue. His hand in her hair gripped her harder as he moved at a steady pace for her to handle.
“Stop me if it’s too much,” he managed to gasp out. Though she had taken him into her mouth countless times, this was something new for them and her comfort had always come before his pleasure.
But she was loving this. Loving how they worked together, her stroking him in unison with each roll of his hips to bring him right to the edge of the world he was barely clinging onto. And from the groans falling from his lips, he had given himself over to her completely to guide him there.
She encouraged him to go slightly faster by increasing her own strokes with her hand and he obliged her, trusting her judgement for what she could handle, but his ears stayed alert, directed toward her to detect any sign that she might be struggling. But she took him well, cock hitting the back of her throat as she opened wide for him, tasted him on her tongue as he filled her senses entirely.
But it wasn't long until his thighs were started to shake with each thrust, clearly struggling to keep himself in control instead of the full unleashing he desired, so she eased his burden by pinning his hips with her free hand and taking over for him, hollowing out her cheeks as she stroked him at a speed she knew would drive his demon instincts insane. The crude, wet sounds coming from her mouth would have shocked her on a normal day, but right now made her feel so powerful as she watched his head fall back into the pillow, face scrunched tight as he whined.
“Kagome,” she knew from the way he cried her name that he was close.
“Do you want to come inside me again?” she asked as she continued using her hand, twisting as she stroked him. “Do you want to come inside my mouth?”
“Yes. Fuck, yes. Kagome, please,” he begged. The last word almost made her pause. Inuyasha had such a kind heart, but manners were often lost on him so rarely had he ever said “please” for anything. How could she ever refuse him when he asked so politely?
“Open your eyes, Inuyasha,” she commanded. And when he reluctantly did just to see his cock disappear behind her lips until she had sucked him down to the back of her throat, he had no choice but to release on her tongue. She remained there, coaxing every last drop with a stroke of her hand and when he finally stopped pulsing, she slid her mouth off of him with a slow drag. He didn’t take his eyes off her, lips falling open at the sight of her swallowing down the seed he had spilled when he came.
His hands pulled at her head, guiding her back to his lips where he kissed her, delved his tongue into her mouth where the taste of him still lingered. Her body melded perfectly into his, legs intertwining as they took a well-needed breather before the next round.
“Shippo’s going to be able to smell what happened in here the next time he comes over,” Inuyasha mused, a faint grin on his lips.
“Great, we’re going to scar that poor boy for life.”
“He’s not a kid anymore. Do you know how long I’ve had to put up with him and his wife? He can deal with it.”
After her huff of laughter, Inuyasha pressed another kiss to Kagome’s lips and she opened up for him immediately. His hand explored her naked body, up her sides and over her back before pressing her closer.
“I missed your smell, ya know. I kept clinging to our sheets after you left just trying to get any hint of your scent, but I never forgot it even after it faded away,” he said, his voice so low against her lips it was almost a whisper. “And it smells fucking amazing in here now.”
“Yeah? What does it smell like?”
His hand drifted down to her hip, drawing soft circles on her skin with one of his claws. “Like you and I had sex and you really liked it. And you’re ready to go again.” His finger roved down into the dip of her hips but strayed back up to her thigh. She tilted to try and angle him to move where she wanted, but he only continued to tease her burning skin.
“Oh, we’re definitely not done yet, Inuyasha. Think you can keep up?”
“If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought you were the one with demon blood the way you never run out of stamina.”
“I just have an extremely handsome husband. Can you blame me?”
And even though they were naked, had already been intimate in so many ways tonight, he was blushing, cheeks a light pink that had nothing to do with the orgasm he just had minutes prior.
“Keh, whatever,” he tried to avert his eyes, but Kagome was already cradling his face and kissing the tip of his nose with a giggle.
“Handsome, kind, funny, loving, strong, loyal, brave, selfless, amazing, wonderful—”
“Yeah, yeah I get it,” he pulled her in impossibly closer. “It’s only because of you.”
Her nose crinkled at the absurd notion. “That’s not true. You were already all of those things. The world had just been so unfairly cruel to you that you had to push down those parts of you just to survive.” She placed her hand on his chest, right over his heart. “All you needed was a friend.”
Inuyasha covered her hand with his own, offering her a soft smile. “Lucky I got one that was worth waiting for.”
Kagome could feel a lump in her throat, but she swallowed it down, choosing instead to kiss him. She crashed against him and he met her with equal force, threading his fingers through her still damp hair. Sliding lips and caressing tongues were all she knew, all she wanted. Until his hands started moving again, working lower and lower until they took up that maddening tracing patten on her thigh, touching everywhere except the one place she needed it the most.
“Inuyasha,” she begged against his lips, the way they knowingly curled up against her making her burn with fury.
“Tell me what you want, wife. Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”
Those words alone had her opening her thighs for him. “I want you,” she rolled her hips for emphasis, however, he still continued drawing those wicked lines dangerously close but not far enough.
“You have me. What do you want me to do?”
“Touch me. Make me come again, Inuyasha. The way only you can,” she whined. This must have been what he was really wanting to hear because his hand dipped between her thighs and slid against her slick folds, feeling how thoroughly soaked she was.
“So wet,” he mumbled, using it to slowly circle her clit.
“For you,” she replied with a moan as she gripped his bicep, felt how the muscles in his arm moved as he worked her. “This is all your fault.”
“Good,” he pressed his forehead to hers. “Do you want to continue this in the next room? Promise I’ll make you come.”
She was exhausted and honestly considered calling the whole thing off so they could just lie here for the rest of the day. But she had wanted this. Had asked him to do this and she would follow through. Besides, there were only two rooms left. She could do this.
“Take me there.”
His eyes darkened and, in a flash, he was carrying her into his personal gym. He glanced over the room, deciding the best option for where he could best give his wife what she wanted and when his eyes landed on the bench press, a wicked grin turned up the corners of his lips.
He laid down across the seat and when she lifted a leg over him to straddle his lap, he stopped her from lowering down with his hands on her hips and she gripped the handle of the barbell in front of her, its weight unmovable, for stability.
“Wait, not there,” his voice was like honey as he scooted himself further down on the bench, mesmerized by the sight of her glistening sex above him until he was situated directly below her. With a blush dusting across her cheeks, she realized what he was about to have her do.
“Inuyasha, I—”
He pulled her down to sit not on his lap, but on his face.
“Ah!” she cried as his tongue immediately dipped inside her, tasting her desire straight from the source. He was no stranger to eating her out, but never before had he taken her from this angle, so completely enveloped in everything that was her that she wondered if he could even breathe. If he even wanted to. She tried to lift herself off of him to give him space, but he held her fast, his strength completely inescapable. She tried again, but he only gripped her tighter.
“Stop,” he growled before going back to suckle on her clit, the vibration of it making her head fall back at the complete pleasure that shot straight to her belly. So she simply let go and let him consume her, giving in to his pull to rest her full weight on him. And he devoured her.
Lapping at her clit with a flat tongue, he worked it in gliding swirls before rapidly fluttering back and forth. A desperate, choked cry left Kagome as he stroked back down to her entrance and she felt a soft ear flicker against her inner thigh. He fucked her with his tongue and her hips involuntarily moved with him, hesitant at first, but with Inuyasha’s prompting, he guided her so that anytime he pushed in, she was grinding her hips in time with him.
“Oh god!” Kagome exclaimed at the new sensation and his tongue curled inside her with a groan, drinking up as much of her as he could before he pushed her hips to continue rocking. From her lips to the bud at the apex of her sex, he allowed her bucking motion to drag along his flat tongue, back and forth, licking every intimate part of her in sweeping strokes. A moan left her at every glide of her hips, growing louder each time, as she felt the tightness in her belly wind. “Yes yes yes! Inu—I’m gonna—I’m so close!”
He held her in place as he unleashed a frenzy on her clit, suckling and lapping her up with deliciously sinful wet sounds as she trembled, her thighs around his head quivering at his attack. It was all so much so fast and she writhed in his hold from the overwhelming rush of euphoria but it was to no avail. Unable to fight it any longer, she came with a gush into his open mouth, throwing her head back as she screamed his name.
Her chest heaved as she came back down, her brain barely registering his tongue still swirling patterns onto her bud until he hit a particularly sensitive area and her whole body jolted. He patted her thigh as a sign to let up and she lifted her hips shakily enough for him to slide his body up the length of the bench before she collapsed back into his lap and rested her head on his chest, his thundering heartbeat in her ear. She could feel his hardened cock against her backside, but he made no move to slide it inside her yet, choosing to let her rest instead.
“That was—” she started before he cut her off.
“Amazing…Fuck, Kagome. I think we just set a record for how fast you came.” He kissed the top of her head as if he was proud of her. As if she was the one who had done all the work there. “Do you have any idea how badly I wanted to do that while you were gone?”
She simply hummed in contentment and snuggled in deeper. The position had felt awkward at first, but once she fully gave her trust over to Inuyasha, it had been incredible. She had felt like a queen triumphant being served by her loyal follower, worshipped even. And somehow, he had enjoyed it just as much as her, possibly even more.
A clawed hand traced up and down her spine, the tingles making her shudder. “This night has been incredible, Kagome. Thank you.”
She lifted her head up to look at him, the corners of his amber eyes crinkling with a soft smile that melted her heart every time she was honored with it.
“It’s not over yet.”
“I know, I just,” his brow furrowed as she saw the wheels turning in his brain to come up with the words. “For so long all I had to remember you by was a picture in the locket you gave me. There were times I didn’t know if I would be able to make it back to you and I would just cling to it praying to anyone who would listen that I could see you again, even just one last time. Now that you’re here I—I don’t ever want to let you go again. Is that selfish?”
Kagome stroked the contour of his cheek before cupping it gently. “Oh, Inuyasha. I can’t imagine how lonely you must have been. I promised I would always stay by your side and I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for so long, but I’m not going anywhere. From now on, it’ll just be you and me every single day. Together.”
“It wasn’t your fault. Don’t apologize.”
She placed a soft kiss on his lips, stroking his cheek with her thumb. “You’re right, I should be thanking you. I feel like I still haven’t done that properly yet.” She began pressing languid kisses to his chest as she found both of his arms and pushed them above his head, clasping them together in one of her hands. He followed willingly, eyes widening as he watched her come alive.
“You know, I love that after all this time, we can still find something that's new for us,” she continued, rocking her hips against his thick length underneath her, and watched him visibly sink into the bench. “But I think I know what position you like best.”
She reached between her legs to grip his pulsing cock and angled it just below her entrance, letting her slickness enshroud the head. Slowly, so slowly, she lowered herself onto him, and when he tried to take hold of her rocking hips, she grabbed his wrists in her hands and set them back above his head. He could have easily resisted with his superior strength, but instead, he let out a groan as if just that act alone was spurring his lust for her.
He tilted his head up to catch her lips before she sat up straight again, for once being the one to tower over him. She was pleased that his arms remained where they were, gripping the top of his seat as her hips started to rock, hands splayed over his chest. His eyes glanced down to where they were connected, watching how his cock, glistening with her honey, disappeared then drew out of her as she moved. And she let him get his fill, keeping the pace languid to really give him a show.
Inuyasha filled every inch of her, that smooth glide massaging her inner walls until she was clenching around him and he hissed at the tightness. Rising to the very tip of him then letting gravity bury him as deep as he could go, she rode him while he panted under her, surrendering himself to her in a way that he proved he never would to anyone else, even at the brink of death.
But it wasn’t long until her legs began quivering, exhausted from the overuse since this all began. “Inuyasha,” it was like a plea falling from her lips. And though she didn’t even need to say anything else, he knew right away what she was asking. He always did, as if her needs were his own.
He gently placed his hands on her hips to stop her, letting her rest on top of him while he was still sheathed inside her. “You’re wrong, you know,” he started.
She quirked an eyebrow up at him. “Wrong about what?”
“This position is so fucking good, but it’s not my favorite. At least, there’s one that I’ve been missing more than the others this whole time. We haven’t done it yet today.”
Kagome couldn’t help the tilt of her head as he looked up at her as if she was his sun and stars, the guiding beacon that brought him home. She allowed her smile to glow for him as brilliantly as the diamonds that released from his sword. “Whatever you want,” she repeated his words from earlier back to him. Since the beginning, all he did was give. Now it was time for him to receive.
Her legs were already wrapped tight around his hips when he stood, carrying her with no problem to the final room. What was to be their bedroom. Instead of tossing her onto the mattress as he had done before, he lowered her down gently onto her back, covering her body with his own. He sheltered her from the outside world, from all the pain and loss they had both known, and gave her nothing but safety and love in his arms. Nothing could touch her. Here, it was beautiful.
Inuyasha looked down at her, his eyes practically sparkling in the light that streamed in from the window. And then he moved, hips grinding in gentle thrusts that set Kagome ablaze with everything that was Inuyasha. His eyes, his hair, his voice, his warm skin, his still woodsy smell despite living in the city. This was home. Not just the apartment, but him. Him and him and nothing but him every day for the rest of her life.
Hanyou, husband, friend. She didn’t think there was anywhere else she would rather be.
As if he was thinking the same thing, he pressed a kiss to her forehead, her cheek, her nose, the corner of her mouth, before finally covering her lips with his own, the warmth enveloping her completely as they slid across each other. Her hands gripped at his arms while he continued his smooth grind and she rose her hips up to meet him every time, working in tandem to fill her deeper than ever before.
“I don’t ever want to be without you again,” he uttered into her ear before his lips grazed the shell of it, the shiver running through her making her back arch against him.
“You won’t,” Kagome whispered back, digging her nails into his skin. They would never pry her away from him ever again. “I promise.”
He allowed that to wash over him, pressing his lips to hers again before thrusting into her hard.
“Ah!” she cried into his mouth, the jolt of pleasure escaping her. He did it again, again and again while she matched his fervor with her hips, urging him harder, deeper until she thought she might ascend to a higher place from the sheer force washing through her. His fingers threaded into her hair, pulling softly and she whimpered under him as her thighs fell open wider, letting him drive into her instinctively.
“Ah—Kagome!” he was crying for her, his eyes now shut tight against the pleasure, so she wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him impossibly closer to her, his face buried in the crook of her neck where she could feel his hot breath heaving against her skin. She was vaguely aware that she was scratching his back, nails digging in, and if he were human, she may have even drawn blood. But her hanyou was made for her. She didn’t have to worry about things like that when he pleasured her so intensely. In fact, it only ever egged him on.
“Yes, Inuyasha, yes—oh, just like that!”
Inuyasha had pulled her hips up, angling each thrust perfectly so her clit was stimulated against him, the friction growing something deep inside her that begged to be unleashed. As her cries of encouragement grew louder, so did the growls in her ear. Lathering her neck with searing kisses and nips, he was bucking into her with reckless abandon in a way that was so uniquely him. Wild, yet loving. Feral, yet he still took care of her before himself, his ears twitching at every sound she made so he knew what she liked and acted on it.
Kagome was so close, achingly so, as Inuyasha’s thrusts pounded into her at a speed that no human would ever have been able to please her with. His groans were amplifying, obviously trying to stave off his release, and she, knowing how important it was for him that they find their final release together after he had gone so long without her, was ready to fall with him.
“Inuyasha,” she begged and when he lifted his head to take her in, her ragged breath caught in her throat at just how beautiful he was. The sweat glistening off his brown gave him an ethereal glow against the silver of his hair, the piercing stare of his amber eyes. He was a contradiction, yet he was perfect. And he was hers. “I love you.”
He pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes closed tight as her three little words washed over him. She didn’t expect him to respond, but through his continued unrelenting tempo, he gasped out words between his panting, “I—I’ve loved you—for so long—I can’t remember—oh fuck—a time I didn’t. It’s always—been you, Kagome.”
That was all Kagome needed. Her lips captured his in a desperate kiss as her release shattered her, stars and galaxies raining down from the heavens to land in her arms and wipe out everything she knew to replace it with him. Her lover who followed her into darkness and became her light. Her friend who shielded her from the dangers of the world even before himself. And with a cry, Inuyasha tumbled after her with a final thrust as she clenched around him, flooding her with the proof of his desire for her.
A serene silence fell, broken only by the sharp intakes of breath and thundering hearts as both Inuyasha and Kagome trembled, their lips sliding across each other as they seemed to exist out of time, in a reality of their own making. And when they finally came back to Earth, they did so together, in no hurry because this was all there was and ever needed to be. This was finally their forever.
Kagome hummed at the thought as Inuyasha pulled out of her and collapsed to her side, pulling her in snug to rest her head on his chest. “What?” he asked her, stroking his hand through her hair.
“Just thinking,” she started, wrapping her arm around his waist. “This is it for us. After all the fighting and hardship, our days can finally be peaceful. I’ll probably have to go back to school and you have your demon slaying job, but every day we’ll have this. It feels so strange that just a few days ago the world was almost ending. But now we can just be.”
“Yeah, I mean it was more than a few days for me, but life’s a lot different than it was back in the Feudal Era. There’s a lot less fighting and, while there’s still some danger here, it’s not the same. You can finally be safe.”
“You always protected me,” her head tilted up to look at him. “I was never afraid when you were there.”
“I still failed you. So many times that I’ll never forgive myself.” Kagome opened her mouth to argue but he quieted her with a finger over her lips. “But I can make it up to you. I’ll spend the rest of my life making you happy, dammit. And I’ll still fuck up sometimes because yeah I’m an idiot, but I want to be with you. To wake up to you, talk to you, have fun doing whatever shit you like, and at the end of the day, we end up right back here. Just like we are now.”
Kagome dabbed her eye where a tear started to well up. “Since when did you get so mature? And good with words?”
“Since I’ve been alive for centuries, smartass.” He pinched her cheek between his thumb and pointer finger. “I had a lot of time to think about it.”
“Well, I for one, don’t think I’ve ever been happier than this moment. That’s all thanks to you.”
She tried to adjust her leg, but the shift in movement made her hips throb. At her tiny wince of pain, Inuyasha was already panicking. Some things never changed.
“Are you ok, Kagome? What’s wrong? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
He started to sit up, but Kagome pushed him back down, not wanting to lose her pillow over something so trivial. “I’m just sore, Inuyasha. You really went all out on that “tour” we just went on so I'm exhausted. I just need to rest for a bit and I’ll be fine.” She sank back onto him, her limbs feeling like lead, ready to give herself over to the whims of sleep.
“I’ll carry you anywhere you need to go, don’t worry. How ‘bout I make you some tea and then we can explore the rest of the place?”
“Wait. What do you mean ‘rest of the place?’” Her head snapped up to meet his gaze and Inuyasha looked down at her, a smirk breaking out over those devilish lips of his.
“I don’t know how to tell you this, Kagome, but there’s an upstairs.”