Perfection Broken

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Inuyasha or this story. Takahashi-san owns the former and Khemet owns the latter.

A/N: For those of you with questions, I'm told that there will be further explanation around chapter 12 or so. So keep reading!

Chpt 10 Unexpected

Kagome groaned and turned away from the window. She woke up in yet another room—another room that she didn't recognize. She slowly cleaned the sleep from her eyes and looked around slowly.

There was a man asleep on top of the covers and fully dressed beside her and he looked familiar...

“Who are you?”

The man stirred and rolled his eyes at her before closing them again.

“I'm Taisho Inuyasha, and I'm only here to help you adjust to your current situation.”

“Situation? What is my situation?”

Inuyasha didn't answer, so Kagome rephrased.

“Why am I here?”

“That's a question you have to ask Sesshomaru.”

“Is that what his name is? The one from last night?”

Inuyasha was silent again, which was beginning to grate on her. Why couldn't he just answer her questions?

“When can I go home?”

Silence.

“When can I go home?”

“I will not be able to stop him again. You must learn to accept and adjust for your own sake.”

It was Kagome's turn to be silent, as she read between the lines of what Inuyasha had told her. She wasn't going home...the other man was coming back...and he was going to...

“Can you stop him?”

“No.”

“Can you help me leave?”

“No.”

Kagome fought back tears as she imagined the incredibly strong and fearsome man she had met the night before. He was beautiful and deadly and...rough...

Inuyasha tried to ignore the waves of desperation in the girl's voice, but it was difficult. She was quaking next to him as she buried herself in her thoughts, and he fought against the urge to stroke her hair and comfort her in his arms.

Kagome was afraid—of everything. Inuyasha had basically told her that there was no way for her to avert her next “encounter,” and she knew that one way or another she would wind up riding or being ridden by a complete stranger. Kagome was no virgin, but she was also no whore. She didn't want things to be this way, and her mind was grasping at straws on how to cope without her becoming a complete basket case. To her, there was only one way...

“Inuyasha...”

Inuyasha turned, his skin pebbling from the way his name sounded on her lips, like ripe fruit dropping in the summer season.

“I don't want...I need for my...I want to have something, something I want...to remember...Do you understand what I'm saying?”

He did, and he also knew it would mean his death. If there was one thing Sesshomaru did not share, it was his women.

“No. I can't.”

“You can...you want to...you came to help me, remember? Help me now, Inuyasha...”

“NO. I CAN'T.”

Kagome shifted over on the bed until she hovered above Inuyasha's stone form, turning his face with her petite hands to force him to face her. She gently dipped her face until her lips grazed his, and Inuyasha caught himself from swooning into her candied presence.

“Onegai...You are here to help me adjust, no?”

I can't do this...

“Onegaishimasu, Inuyasha-sama...”

Kagome pressed more firmly against him and Inuyasha found his last shred of control unravel. He growled and grasped her shoulders tenderly, but firmly and Kagome felt her insides melt as his lips crushed against hers, a hidden inferno springing to life inside of her loins.

I'm gonna regret this...

He flipped their positions with him on top and pressed his pelvis into hers, pushing the dark-haired miko forcefully into the soft mattress, but Kagome yielded, opening her legs to accommodate the demon's massive weight. She was falling, drowning in his warm scent and smell. Muscles upon mucsles rippled, and Kagome could feel him unbutton and remove his shirt even as his lips refused to leave hers.

Inuyasha was in heaven. The woman, this Kagome tasted even better than he had imagined, and he was too far gone to care if Sesshomaru walked in on him and disemboweled him where he lay anymore. She was soft and tangy, like ripened melons and young peaches.

His pants came off, pushed by him and then by soft, delicate feet that returned to wrap around his waist. He pulled upwards on her flimsy gown, and yanked it over her head to reveal smooth and creamy unblemished flesh beneath.

Beautiful...

Kagome marveled at the man before her. Naked Inuyasha looked like a living tool—a tool of absolute destruction. Strong. Sinewy. Large.

Uh oh.

Inuyasha had already positioned himself at the entrace of Kagome's damp mound when she saw him and instinctively moved away.

Too late for second thoughts...

Crushing her head into the crook of his neck, Inuyasha dipped his hips and pushed through the tight resistance of Kagome's inner walls before she could move to protest. Tears sprang to her eyes and she moaned deeply into Inuyasha's clavicle as he expanded her tight entrance with his hard manhood—he was thick and heavy, like a blunt weapon designed for both pleasure and pain.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttt...

Inuyasha allowed rational thought to escape him as he pushed into Kagome's prone form. He stopped when she made gasping cries against him and then pushed again as her cries died down until he could feel the barrier of her womb press against the tip of his length. She was already filled, but he was not yet entirely inside of her. She pushed back against him and he pressed past her resistance. Another muffled cry hit his fluffy ear, and he moved foreward until the cry turned to a moan. And then he pressed some more.

Kami...

Kagome arched away from him, trying to relieve the intense pressure she felt against her cervix, but Inuyasha's arms remained tightly looped around her upper body and she could feel him push her even farther down as she struggled.

“Breathe.”

She tried, but she couldn't. God, he was too big. Inuyasha slowly moved against Kagome's hips, rocking them into him as he set a deliberate and deep pace. Despite herself, Kagome lifted to his thrusts, trying not to outpace him despite the pain between her legs and the intense tightening in her belly that was looping and tumbling beyond her control. He was plunging, exploring inside of the tight muscled passages of her essence, and Kagome writhed in pleasure—her entire body was on liquid fire.

Inuyasha tried to pace himself, but couldn't. Kagome was so hot and snug around him that it was positively unbearable. Looping his arm even farther underneath her back, Inuyasha jerked her frame into his violently while his other hand came to play with the nub of her womanhood so that she would experience the mind-blowing release that he was working to.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, Inuuuuuuuu...”

He muffled her cries with his mouth, drinking in her want and need and claim over his body and soul. They were melded, fused together, the sounds of their passion thick and heavy in the air as they slapped together in passion—hard and muscled on soft and firm.

“...Kagome...”

I...can't...

Inuyasha whispered deep into her ear and then saw white, agonizing pleasure arching his back and causing his claws to rip straight through the sheets as bombs of numbing whiteness cascaded through his body and mind.

He knew my name...

Kagome came as Inuyasha pushed her entire frame into the headboard, his finger still gripping her clitoris tightly and causing her thighs to spasm and constrict around his narrow waist. She struggled to breathe as Inuyasha rested upon her, but did not move to push him away. His voice when he came sounded so soft, so sweet that she just wanted to capture the moment—savor it in her mind as the true inner self to the unforgiving man that the rest of the world would see. So sweet...so tender...

“...kamisama...”

Kagome gasped as she felt Inuyasha grow large and hard in her again, his palm coming to cup her ass beneath him.

So much for savoring the moment.

“You're not done.”

“No.”

“Then I'm not done.”

Inuyasha smiled into the soft tendrils of her dark hair. From this point on his life really was going to be interesting...

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~TBC~