An Entirely Different Kind of Cheating

A/N: First of all, I’d like to thank everyone that reviewed my story! I get this scarily huge smile on my face when I see that I’ve been reviewed, and the fact that all the reviews were positive really made my day. Thanks so much! I’m going to respond to my reviewers individually in just a sec.

Clearing things up: Yeah, I suppose that the beginning of chapter one was probably way too vague. You see, the thing is: I never write stories one chapter at a time. When I write, I only stop when I run out of things to say. So the end of chapter one was a little too ambiguous, but I didn’t even think of it, because the beginning of chapter two cleared things up right away, and I didn’t stop to really think of them as separate chapters, seeing as chapter two was finished long before I published chapter one. *deep breath* Whew.
For clarification: Kagome & Inuyasha actually didn’t sleep together. *cringe* I really, really should have made that more clear. I’m really sorry about that, but…I guess I just didn’t think about it. Imsorryimsorryimsorry!!!! Never fear: there will be lime in this chapter to make up for it.

Responses:
Fallenangel7583: Thank you soooooo much for your praiseful review! I hope the author’s note above cleared things up a little. Hopefully the beginning of this chapter will clear up everything as well.

Mija: I’m immensely glad you’re enjoying it, and I LOVE the fact that you’re thinking ahead of what will happen. Thanks for your review!!

VeryViciousVixen: Holy shit, I’m SOOOO sorry that I confused you like that!!! I didn’t mean to make people think they’d already slept together when they hadn’t…wups? I feel like I’ve totally botched my…erm…responsibility as a writer? *buh?* I dunno… Anyway, the only reasons I thought Kagome came of as a little slutty were that A: my friend told me “Kagome comes off a little slutty” when I made her read it, and B: Their relationship began within…what, forty seconds? With no apparent reason behind it, I might add. But I’m totally glad you didn’t seem to think so. Thank you for the review!

ME…: Thank you, and I will definitely try!

T: Yeah, the character I created for Kagome tends to develop extremely strange relationships (that’s the only bit of foreshadowing I’ll give). Yes, her behavior (and the others’ as well) will most definitely be explained! And, of course, thank you for the review!

Scerpixy5: Thanks for the review, and I’m really glad you liked it! I’m delighted that people seem to think my plotline is so original. Thanks for reading!

If scrolling past all those responses is totally annoying (and if I get many more responses), I’ll just write back individually instead of responding within the chapter.
Now that we got that out of the way…

Lime warning: Uh…well, pretty much the second half of the chapter consist of citrus and…more citrus. Enjoy!


$~$~$
*****
$~$~$


Chapter Two

Higurashi Kagome awoke to the sight of a tan, smooth, bare chest. It was a very nice sight, and before she knew what she was doing, she ran her hand over the chest and the abs below.

She came fully into consciousness when Daishyo Inuyasha moaned in his sleep and shifted slightly.

For a moment, the girl froze, utterly unsure of what had happened the night before. Had they…?

Kagome then realized that they were both still fully clothed. Granted, Inuyasha’s shirt was gaping open, providing a very nice (and impressive) view, but that was the extent of the pair’s state of undress.

She felt relief wash over her. Kagome may have been dishonest when it came to gambling, and a little lax with the truth when it came to being dishonest, but her position as a miko really was important to her. Admittedly, she wasn’t the best miko in the world, but she enjoyed the sense of balance that the position gave her; the meditation and tasks she went through in order to advance her training gave her a kind of purpose; something to return to when she wasn’t cheating, lying, and gambling. Sleeping with a guy wouldn’t take a way her miko powers, but people wouldn’t acknowledge a woman as a miko unless she was a virgin.

Kagome liked helping people, and she could do that when she was the local miko.
She turned her face up to look at the hanyou sleeping beside her. His face was tilted down towards her own, and his face looked angelic in the innocence of sleep.

She’d seen him last night and her heart had squeezed itself into half its original size. He was literally the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. Shortly thereafter, she realized that he was also the most dangerous.

Just being around him made her feel like her blood was thickening, coursing through her veins strictly for him, so she could be near him for another moment, and then another.

At the moment, she was tucked under his arm, pressed against his side. She nuzzled her head against his shoulder, and crossed a leg over one of his own.

A hand sleepily coming up to grasp her should her told the girl that Inuyasha had awoken.

“G’morning,” he mumbled.

“Morning, Inuyasha,” she sighed in return, pressing her face to the side of his neck.

His hand rubbed up and down her bare arm, causing goose-bumps to rise to attention on her skin. He shifted to his side and pulled her tightly to him, pressing the lengths of their bodies together. She moaned softly at the feeling of his closeness, and the warmth radiating off of every bit of him.

She smiled up at him fondly, and he leaned down and placed a kiss to her lips.

“How can you look so good this early in the morning?” he asked her quietly.

She shrugged happily. “Same way you do, I guess.” She lifted her head to look around for a clock. “Besides, it’s not that early.”

Inuyasha groaned. “Don’t tell me. I don’t wanna know what time it is.”

She shrugged again and nestled back into his embrace.

$~$~$

Kanshu Miroku spotted Toshio Sango sitting at the bar and quickly walked over and sat down next to her.

“Any luck?” she asked.

“None. I can’t find the damn girl anywhere.”

“Me neither.”

Miroku clenched his hands together and rested his forehead on top of his fingers. “Sango…do you think-”

“Don’t even say it,” she interrupted.

Miroku lifted his head. “We have to admit that it’s a possibility.” He sighed. “Maybe I did underestimate her. Maybe she snuck out and started playing in the middle of the night, Daishyo caught her cheating, and took care of her then and there. God, it’s all my fault. I never should have brought her here.”

“That’s not what happened, Miroku. She’s too smart and too good to get caught like that.”

“Sango…God, what if she’s dead? Or what if he’s keeping her somewhere, waiting for us to find her? Or-”

“Miroku, stop! Look, we just have to keep looking. She probably just went out for breakfast and got caught up in a different hotel, or maybe she met some cute guy over breakfast, and they’re sitting around chatting in some cute little diner.”

Miroku scoffed, a small smirk on his face. “Yeah, like that would be so much better than the alternative.”

Sango grinned back at him. “You baby her too much.”

“She’s…she just comes off that way. You know that. I just have to protect her. And right now I feel like I’ve failed her completely.” He shook his head. “It’s fucking Daishyo. I know it is. I swear to God, if he’s done anything to her…”

“She’s fine, Miroku. I know she is. She’s way too stubborn to die young.”

“But I guess it does just seem like something she might do; sneak out to play poker in the middle of the night.”

“Yeah, I guess that does seem like her.”

“Damn right it does. And she’s headstrong enough to take it for granted that she won’t get caught,” Miroku said bitterly.

“Anyone I know?” someone to their sides asked.

Sango and Miroku whipped to face the new voice.

“Kagome!” Sango exclaimed, jumping over her barstool and hugging Kagome fiercely.

Miroku felt his heart slowly uncoil as he saw that his baby cousin was alright. She wasn’t missing any fingers, she wasn’t beaten up, she didn’t seem to have any abrasions of any kind. Except…

When Sango was done practically squeezing the life out of Kagome, he gripped the girl by the shoulders and looked her up and down, then pulled her into a hug. “Mind telling us where the hell you’ve been?” he asked as her arms came around him in a familiar embrace.

She shrugged a bit. “Around.”

He pulled away and studied her again. “Just around?”

She nodded.

“Doing what?”

“Just…stuff. The basic.”

“With anyone in particular?”

“Nah.”

Miroku’s expression darkened as his protective side took over completely, and he asked with barely suppressed rage, “Then mind telling me where the hell you got that hickey?”

$~$~$

“I don’t believe you, Kagome! You had Sango and me worried all morning just so that you could sneak around with some guy? Who the hell was it? Tell me his name; I’m going to tear his arms off!”

Sango grinned and whispered to Kagome, “Ignore him.”

“Way ahead of you,” Kagome whispered back.

“Are you even listening to me?!” Miroku demanded.

There was a pause for a moment. “No, not really.”

Miroku sighed in frustration. He had been pacing again, occasionally stopping to face the two girls sitting next to each other on the foot of the bed.

“I’m serious, Kagome, tell me his name, so that I can beat the shit out of the little bastard. Who was it?”

The pair of girls rolled their eyes. “So…” Sango paused for the sake of drama. “How was it?”

Kagome frowned. “How was what?”

Sango grinned even more and leaned over to elbow her friend a few times in the rib. “You know…”

She watched as Kagome’s eyes widened, and her cheeks reddened. “N-no! No, it wasn’t…I didn’t…I mean…we didn’t do….that!”

Miroku let out a huge sigh of relief and slumped against the wall.

Sango was pretty sure that the most stress-free day of Miroku’s life was when Kagome had announced that she planned to take up the position of an official miko, including living a life of peace, spirituality, and, best of all in Miroku’s mind, celibacy.

Then again, this promise was by no means permanent, and it was acknowledged by all that when and if Kagome decided to start a family, she would forgo the celibate ways, and go about her life normally.

“So are you still going to rip off his arms, Miroku?” Sango asked teasingly.

“Hell yes! Just point me to the asshole.”

$~$~$

She was doing it again. She was cheating in his casino, and she was doing it damn well, and because of it, the other poor bastards at the table were about to lose a lot of money. He was going to have to do something about that if she didn’t catch his subtle hints and start playing honestly.

She also looked amazing while she did it, which wouldn’t bother Inuyasha in the least, except that the men at the table were gazing longingly at her exposed ivory skin. She sat prettily in her deep green dress which dipped low in the back and hung seductively close to her curves.

Inuyasha slowly snaked up to her and put his arms around her, making her jump and twist around.

Her face burst into a smile when she saw who it was. She then, much to his disappointment, turned back to her cards.

The other players at the table had no idea what a favor he was doing them as he leaned down and kissed her neck possessively. She shivered, and it encouraged him to run open-mouthed kisses along one side of her neck, and stroke the other side with the pads of the fingers of his arm he had wrapped around her front. She gave a tiny little moan and sat back in the chair to come a little closer to him.

Within seconds, all the other players had folded and left the table. After all, no one with two brain cells to rub together was stupid enough to purposely try to take money from Daishyo Inuyasha’s girl right in front of the man. That was practically suicide.

Kagome pulled away and frowned up at him. “You scared away all the fish.”

He grinned and pulled the girl to her feet, and close to him. He took his time leaning down to kiss her, and was delighted to feel her sinking into him, and leaning up to wrap her arms around his shoulders.

“You know,” she said when she pulled away, “you owe me for the chips you made me leave on the table last night when you dragged me to your office.”

He grinned. “You were cheating. I don’t owe you anything. In fact, you were cheating again just now. I should take away those chips too.”

She pouted. “But I earned those.”

He gave her a stare.

“What?”

He raised an eyebrow.

“I didn’t say I earned them honestly.”

He smirked. “If you were anyone else…” he trailed off.

“What?”

Inuyasha shook his head. “Suffice it to say it wouldn’t be good.”

She sighed quietly. “How did you know I was cheating anyway?”

“I’m good at my job, that’s all.”

“Too good. It’s people like you who take all the fun out of cheating.”

He laughed and pulled her to him for another kiss. Before he closed his eyes, he vaguely noted that he liked the way her eyes looked when she smiled.

$~$~$

“Hey, if you believe it, they actually didn’t have any cherry coke, so I got you a Shirley Temple instead,” Sango announced as she glided up to Miroku to hand him his drink. “I kinda figured, you know, both cherry, so he won’t mind. It didn’t strike me until later that it’s a very girly drink, but then I decided that everyone loves Shirley Temples, so it doesn’t…really matter anyway. But then I…wasn’t…Alright, what the hell are you staring at?”

Sango turned and gazed towards where Miroku was glaring. She soon found the source of his distress, and things started to make a little more sense.

“Whoa,” she muttered upon seeing her best friend in the arms of some tall, sharply dressed guy with silver hair.

She could only see Kagome’s back, but she was sure even from the distance that it was indeed her best friend. She was pressed against the man and his arms were around her, hands clutching her hip and her upper arm which was lifted to extend around his neck. The couple was locked in a very passionate kiss, and, as Miroku and Sango watched, the man ducked down lower to kiss Kagome better, and the hand on her arm slid down the low gap of her dress, and then disappeared entirely under the back of it. Kagome took a tiny step closer, and it was then that Sango realized that Miroku was shaking.

“Oi, Miroku, calm down, okay? She’s a big girl. She can have a boyfriend. It’s okay. Seriously, sometimes you just go off the deep end with things like this. It’s really not such a horrible catastrophe as you imagine.”

Miroku turned furious eyes on her. “Are you insane?”

Sango frowned, offended. “Pardon me?”

“Did you see who she’s with?!” He extended an arm, pointing to the couple.

Sango glanced over and shrugged. Her friend didn’t look to be coming up for air anytime soon. “Some guy. It’s not like I can exactly see his face, seeing as it’s kind of attached to Kagome’s.”

Miroku’s jaw clenched. Hard. “That’s Daishyo Inuyasha.”

“What?! No way!”

“It is. Don’t ask me what the fuck Kagome thinks she’s doing with him, because I have no goddamn clue.”

“Oh come on! Even Kagome, Ms. Good-will-towards-all-humanity-for-absolutely-no-good-reason knows that Daishyo Inuyasha isn’t the kind of person people like us should be kissing.”

“Apparently she doesn’t. Because she is.”

Sango blinked a few times. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Sango smirked. “Go Kagome.”

Miroku whipped around and pounced on the statement faster than a cat on catnip. “What did you just say?!”

The girl shrugged. “He’s hot.”

Miroku’s eyes widened.

“I’ve seen him on magazines and stuff. He’s hot. Besides, this kind of grants Kagome amnesty, right? Maybe us too? I think this could be a good thing.”

“A good thing? My little cousin is publicly making out with the owner of the Daishyo Casino, one of the most powerful men in Japan, shortly after trying to steal from the same casino. How is this a good thing?!”

Sango scowled perceptively at her boyfriend. “Are you more upset that it’s Daishyo Inuyasha, who could flatten us like bugs, or that Kagome is kissing anyone at all?”

Miroku frowned and turned away. “Equally mad about both. Is that alright with you, Ms. Morality?” he asked, glancing at her over his shoulder.

Sango sighed. “Come on. You need something stronger than a Shirley Temple.”


$~$~$

“So were you planning on telling me that you’re with Daishyo Inuyasha?”

Kagome stopped breathing for a few seconds, and faced her cousin. “What?”

“I saw you two together today. Hell, Kagome, the whole damn casino saw you! Is that where you’ve been, why you’re in so late? Were you with him?”

“Actually I wasn’t, not that it’s any of your business. I can’t believe you spied on me like that.”

“I wasn’t spying on you! I happened to be walking through the casino and I spotted you making out with the bastard from a hundred feet away!”

Kagome frowned. “He’s not a bastard.” She glanced to Sango, but her friend, who lay sleeping on her and Miroku’s bed, would be of no help to her.

“I’m not getting into this with you, Kagome. You need to stop this, and I mean now. Do you know how much trouble this could lead to? Do you have any idea what you’re doing?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Then you’re even more of an idiot than I thought.”

“Excuse me? I’m not an idiot, Miroku, for making my own choices.”

“But your choices are idiotic ones. Grow up, Kagome. He’s the most powerful man in the district. If you think that he’s really just a softie who’ll provide for you, and take care of you, then you’re mistaken. He’s a cold-hearted asshole, and a murderer.”

“You’ve never even met him! How dare you say things like that when you have no idea what you’re talking about! He’s different than all that. You’re just bitter because you don’t want me to grow up. You want me to stay innocent, miserable little Kagome forever, so you’ll have someone to take care of! Well I’m an adult, and I don’t need your protection, Miroku, so just stay the hell out of my business!” Kagome turned on her heel and headed for the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Miroku asked sharply, grabbing her arm.

“Nowhere that concerns you.” She jerked out of his hold.

“You’re going to Daishyo, aren’t you?!”

“So what if I am?”

“You’re being a fool, Kagome.”

Kagome shook her head slowly, scowling at her cousin. “Fuck you, Miroku. I don’t need your protection.” She left the room.

$~$~$

Inuyasha looked up from his paperwork at the knock on his office door. A glance at the clock told him it was close to two in the morning.

“What?” he barked irritably. He was not in a good mood. He hadn’t seen Kagome since he caught her cheating just after lunchtime and he’d been called away from that one indescribable kiss on urgent business. He hadn’t been able to find her afterwards.

The door opened meekly, and just the person he wanted to see poked her beautiful head inside.

“Hi,” Kagome said shyly.

Smiling, Inuyasha stood. “What are you doing here?”

“I…I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to come see if you were awake.”

“You missed me?” he asked when he had her in his arms.

She shrugged. “Nah, but I’ll take what I can get.”

He laughed and pressed her against the closed door. “Liar.” He dipped down and pressed a quick kiss to that wonderful indentation behind her jaw and under her ear.

“Were you busy?” she asked timidly.

“Yeah,” he told her honestly, “but not with anything I actually wanted to do. And now that you’re here, I have an excuse to procrastinate and put it off until later.”

She grinned. “I’m glad I’m so useful to you.”

He chuckled and didn’t waste time in wrapping his arms around her knees and back and effortlessly carrying her into the bedroom, like the night before.

“Am I ever going to actually walk into your room? I can do that you know; walk.”

He ignored her, growling softly as he let her down to her feet beside the bed, and pressed his lips to her neck.

“You like my neck, don’t you?”

His growl escalated, and his hands cruised over her smoothly.

Kagome suddenly stopped moving; her hands froze in their paths up his chest, and she stopped sinuously moving closer to him.

“What is it?” he asked, shifting to look her in the eyes.

“You’re growling at me,” she pointed out.

“Mm.” He nipped at her temple and cheekbone, pressed tiny kisses there. The growling remained low and continuous.

“Why are you growling?” she asked.

His hands continued their eager escapade as he answered. “Hanyou,” he reminded her. “Demon blood.”

“Demon blood growls?”

“Something like that.”

“Is it a good growl?”

“It’s a very good growl.”

“Good,” she mumbled, obviously not really focusing on her words.

Inuyasha’s hand smoothed over her lower back, enjoying the feel of her dress against his palm. She tensed against him a little as his hand traveled over her backside, but she leaned up nonetheless to kiss along his jaw line.

She stepped back abruptly, and slid her hands under his jacket at his shoulders. She swiftly removed his jacket, and sidled closer once again as she started unbuttoning his black dress shirt.

His growl reemerged, rejuvenated, pleased, and passionate.

Soon, the girl had his shirt joining his jacket on the floor, and her hands were running over the defined muscles of his chest.

His head dropped back and he groaned as her fingernails scratched satisfyingly down his abdomen. “Kagome.” His growl rose as her nails scratched at his lower abdomen, brushing against the fine trail of white hair that led down from his navel. He’d never known that he liked that.

In turn, he slipped the straps of Kagome’s dress off her shoulders, and moved his hands questioningly to the zipper in the back of her dress.

She looked up at him indecisively, looking to him for guidance.

His hands left her zipper and flooded onto her sides, letting her have her time to stabilize her wants and boundaries. He had sensed from just coming within five-hundred feet of her that she was a miko, and he’d taken it for granted that, as such, she was a virgin, but he hadn’t really thought of anything that implicated.

One hand tracked down the outside of her thigh, and her leg tensed and followed his hand in search of more contact.

Inuyasha smirked. She liked that, did she? His hand hooked under the bottom of her knee and pulled her leg up to rest sensuously on his hip. His hand slid under the hem of her dress and he bit his bottom lip at the feeling of the soft, warm skin of her thigh.

Kagome gasped at the feeling and pressed closer to him urgently, before considering their position at all. They were now pressed together, her thigh on his hip, and his hand had slid to her ass when her weight shifted.

Inuyasha took advantage of the situation, gripping her backside firmly. She whimpered at the sensation, and ground herself to him, clinging to his chest.

“Inuyasha,” she moaned.

His ego swelled, and he put his other hand to good use, traveling slowly up her torso, to slide over one breast.

She cried out softly as he squeezed gently, and began molding her breast to the shape of his hand through her dress.

He had her pretty much exactly where he wanted her: pressed tightly against him, whimpering from pleasure, his hands on her ass and breast. How much better could life get?

Inuyasha flicked her hardened nipple and received a wonderful reaction of her tightening her grip on him and gasping his name. “Inuyasha, please.”

His grin grew to manic proportions. Begging did wonders for the male ego. “Please what, koishii?”

She glanced up at him at the name, but her eyes were glazed and her cheeks were flushed. “Please.”

“You name it, I’ll do it. Please what?”

Kagome took a deep breath and edged away from him half a step. With shaking fingers, she reached back and grasped her zipper, and pulled it down slowly. The material slid from her frame, and she was left in matching cotton white underwear and bra, body bared for a man for the first time.

Inuyasha swallowed thickly, and clenched his hands as he looked over Kagome’s body. She had high, small breasts, but they suited her very, very well. Inuyasha had never been much of a breast-man. Sure, he adored them, but he wasn’t obsessed like many men were. Her abdomen was lean and perfectly flat, and her hips swayed out just slightly, and faded into perfectly toned legs.

Never in his life had he seen anything so beautiful.

He surged forward, immediately eagerly touching all the pale skin he could get his hands on.

“Kagome,” he groaned as he felt along the sensitive skin of the back of her upper thigh.

Kagome was busy, though, sliding her hands down to his belt, and struggling with it, due to her trembling fingers.

His hand finding its way under her bra to her breast distracted her from her task, and she moaned as he caressed the side and followed her luscious curve around the bottom of her breast. He slid his hands quickly around to the back of her bra and unhooked it, letting it slip to the floor with the rest of their clothes. They were collecting quite a pile.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, bending to kiss the tops of both breasts.

Kagome whimpered, and returned to her work at his belt, and, after a few distracted moments, she managed to get the damn thing off, only to be faced with his button to undo. She got to work, and leaned up to kiss him. He returned the action graciously, sending them into a mind-numbing kiss, the likes of which neither had ever felt.

Inuyasha finally took pity and easily undid the offending button, and slid out of his pants. Kagome pressed herself as close as possible, and he embraced her tightly, finally breaking their kiss, and holding her close to feel her skin against his own. It felt exquisite.

By some mutual unspoken decision, they made their way to the bed, eyes focused intently on each other, hands flitting across newly revealed skin.

When they lay down, Inuyasha situated himself carefully over her, keeping his weight off her, but pressing against her enough to feel that delectable skin against his own.

He kissed his way down her chest, then her side, and over her stomach, pausing to flick his tongue in her navel, causing her to jerk a little and clench her hands in his hair.

“You’re beautiful, Kagome.” He kissed her hip. “So beautiful.”

$~$~$

She smiled down at him and situated her hands on his ears. “So are you,” she told him happily, and truthfully.

She tensed and started rubbing his ears carefully, but with quite a bit of pressure when his tongue traced along her panty-line.

“I-Inuyasha,” she ground out.

Then he was passing his tongue over her nipple, and she gripped his hair quickly, for fear of crushing his ears. He nipped the underside of her breast, and the reaction he got was very loud and very pleasing, judging from the smirk on his face.

“Inuyasha, please!” she begged mindlessly. She didn’t even know what she was begging for, she just wanted something done about that horrible, delicious liquid feeling pooling inside her. “Please!”

Inuyasha grinned down at her. “You want me to help you, Kagome?”

She nodded emphatically. “Please,” she practically sobbed.

He nodded back. “Alright.” He kissed her check and situated himself by her side, hand sliding down her body. “Trust me,” he urged.

Her back arched, every cell hypersensitive to his touch. Her eyes snapped open in surprise as he tugged down her panties. Alarm and fear filtered through her mind. “W-wait. I don’t know if-”

“Trust me,” he whispered, and his tongue traced the whorls of her ear.

She just whimpered his name, and clung to his shoulder and side. He kissed her and his fingers danced over the insides of her thighs, coaxing them apart.

She obliged, and he traced the line of her sex.

Her gasp ended their kiss, and her mouth opened in pleasure, but no sound came out.

“So wet, koibitto,” he whispered.

“Wh-wha…” She couldn’t even complete the word as his finger slid along her slit.

He parted her lips and pushed one finger onto her clit.

The world burst into color behind Kagome’s closed eyes as her back arched, and a feeling she’d never experienced rocked through her.

Inuyasha applied wonderful pressure to her, and her head pressed back into the pillow, a scream issuing from her.

She could feel Inuyasha’s lips on her breast again, and it increased the sensation. Her nails dug into his shoulders.

His finger started a circular motion over her, making her writhe and tremble.

Kagome practically started weeping when his finger left her clit, but then he pushed his finger into her, and the incredible feelings returned, just as strong.

He moved his finger in and out of her, and she found herself responding to the motions, her cries and moans becoming more frequent.

Just as she was beginning to adjust to the feeling and match her rhythm with that of Inuyasha’s hand, he added another finger and sped up his pace. She was moaning with every thrust now, completely lost in these waves of passion, and trying to keep up.

He started varying his pace, keeping her guessing, and he made the thrusts of his fingers sporadic. Her frustration grew twofold, until he pressed his thumb roughly against her clit.

She screamed, her back arching sharply off the bed, and her lower body rocking frantically to keep up with his hand.

“Cum for me, Kagome,” he whispered huskily, and added a third finger.

Muscles that she didn’t even know she had clenched at his fingers. Just a little more. Something in her told her that she only needed a few more strokes, or just a little more pressure.

Inuyasha pushed his fingers in deeply, and rubbed her clit fiercely, and it pushed her over the edge.

Kagome clenched at Inuyasha’s shoulders and cried his name as she came. She thrashed and screamed as Inuyasha maintained his rhythm as the pleasure washed over her, and slowly, slowly receded.

The girl panted heavily, reveling in what had just happened, and Inuyasha lay down next to her, watching her from above as he rested his cheek on his fist.

Kagome reached up and softly touched his cheek. She wanted to sit up and kiss him, but she didn’t think she had the strength to try. Her hand dropped limply to her side.

“Did…did I do alright?” she asked shakily, half joking, half ready to be embarrassed out of her mind.

Inuyasha grinned and leaned over and kissed her. “You did perfect, koishii.”

She smiled up at him across the few inches separating them. “Really?”

“Absolutely.” He kissed her again, softly, then pulled the covers over them. He smoothed the hair away from her face and kissed her forehead. “Sleep now, koibitto.”

She smiled, loving the sweet little names he called her, but raised an eyebrow, completely aware of his state. “What about you?”

He grinned, utterly unabashed. “I’ll be just fine.”

“But…I mean, it’s not very…fair to you, is it?”

“There’ll be plenty of time for that later.”

Kagome yawned hugely. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

She smiled as her eyes flitted closed. “Good.”

$~$~$
*****
$~$~$

A/N: Anyone sense that Kagome might possibly be using her relationship with Inuyasha as a rebellion against Miroku? Anyone? Hmm…
Next chapter: Miroku’s overprotective compulsions and Kagome’s neuroses…well, hinted at. Virtual pocky for anyone who can figure out what happened in their past after reading chapter three!!
I promise, none of the characters quirky traits came out of nowhere…but what exactly happened to make them so???
Anyway, pleeeeease review! Constructive criticism is appreciated.
Thanks for reading!
~Schrodinger’s Cat