Chronicles of the West

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Chapter Thirty

Aislin stood bare before him. The door to his cabin bolted against intruders, he'd unveiled his little female, bit by bit. Only to find that her blush seemed endless. His golden eyes drank in the loveliness before him. She was milky softness and rose peaks.

She stared at the floor, unable to hold his gaze and wanting to cover herself under his intense scrutiny. He trailed clawed fingertips down her arm, as he lifted his other hand to the binding of her hair. He removed it quickly, and stroked his fingers through the smooth silk.

Her hair fell around her and he found it hard to breathe. "Lovely" he whispered, her blush increasing a shade. Moving behind her, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her back against the hot muscle of his chest.

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked softly, warm breath teasing across her ear. She shook her head, not trusting her voice to hold. He pressed a kiss to the shell of her ear, his fang catching the lobe to tug lightly. She gasped at the contact and he pressed his lips to her jaw, "Afraid of what will happen here?".

Aislin sucked in a ragged breath, "A little" she admitted. Her honesty pleased him as much as her submission to him. He nipped below her ear, making her shiver in his arms, "No need" he promised her in a husky voice, "I'll keep you safe".

His hands rose to cup her full breasts, her head falling back with a small cry as he rolled the peak between his thumbs and forefingers. Plucking the rosy flesh, sending the little tugs of desire spiraling through her. Her scent swirled in the air around him. A heady elixir to his senses.

Her hand moved upwards to stroke his cheek and he nuzzled her face until she turned towards him. His lips claimed hers and she sagged against him. Toga scooped her up and set her on the bed. Her small form panting with need. Toga shrugged out of his armor and clothing, keeping his eyes locked with hers.

She blushed deeper and looked away, unable to hold his gaze. Toga knelt over her, his hands pinning hers beside her head. His lips descending to nibble at hers. His knee settled between her thighs, keeping them parted. He felt her hot wetness and groaned against her lips. Her whole being cried out for him to take.

His thumbs caressing her palms, he slowly lowered himself against her. She made a small sound of pleasure at the new contact. Her breasts crushed against his chest, his lower half heavy on her, his weight propped on his arms.

He stared down at her, nosing his way across her cheeks and into her hair. His hands shifted over her body, stroking over her shoulders, his lips following with patterns of light nips and wet licks. She arched against him, feeling his knee slide against that secret heart of her.

Toga felt her hands ghost over his shoulders and arms, soft fingertips mapping his body carefully. He closed his eyes and purred at the feeling. It was welcome, it was right. His lips roved over her throat, that part of her that was sensitive to his touch.

Aislin felt the fires build in her body, spiraling higher. She had been taught that women did not do such things. That they were frowned upon. If that were true, why did she feel like paradise was a breath away and reachable only through his touch?

Toga kept his movements slow and controlled. He would awaken her gently and see her sated, even if it killed him. And he thought somewhat ruefully, it just might. Her heartbeat had escalated, her breathing ragged and punctuated by small moans. He wanted more. He wanted whimpers. Broken forms of his name. He would have them too.

Aislin closed her eyes as Toga lapped lower across her collarbone and his hand teased a breast. They felt heavy and swollen and ached for something she couldn't define. When Toga's tongue danced around the peak but didn't touch it, she growled at him.

He grinned against the swell of her flesh, his inu tongue curling around the bud as her hands clutched his head closer to her. He flicked the peak with his tongue, causing shivers to run through her and then he nipped her. Her body arching into his, her mouth opening on a soft cry.

Toga sucked the pebble into his mouth, teasing it against the textured roof of his mouth, his fanged mouth opening wide to allow it. His hand palming the other and rolling it. She panted and then she gave him a small mewl. Toga was certain if he got any harder, he'd snap.

"Toga" she moaned. His lips were on hers again, draining fear and uncertainty. His hand slid over her hip and teased against the softness of her inner thigh. When his hands brushed against her core, she stiffened.

"Shh, it's alright" he soothed. His knowing fingers stroking her lightly, letting her grow accustomed to his touch in so intimate a place. When her stiffness subsided, he pressed a knuckle at her opening, sliding against the slickness he found there.

She let out a small moan and then a sharp cry as his thumb moved upwards to stroke against that pearl hidden within her folds. His lips teased along her throat, as her head fell back. The pale column exposed fully to him.

Toga breathed in her scent, letting his own furl around them. Rolling slightly to his side, he kept his hand on her heat. She had her eyes closed tightly as he slowly worked her, fingers drawing circles around the flesh nub, and teasing at her entrance.

She clung to him and he reveled in it. He was her anchor to reality and her means to reach the stars. Instinct alone told her that. Toga kissed her softly at his fingers teased past her folds, sliding slowly into her, only to withdraw from her and repeat the action.

He was careful not to go too far. He listened to her whimpers increase in tempo and volume. Her body was glowing with a fine sheen of sweat as her temperature rose. Toga turned his palm upwards and pressed against the ridge within her.

Purple eyes shot open at the strange burning feeling, and then her body welcomed it. Her hand snaked down to catch Toga's wrist as the sensation became stronger, she wasn't sure what would happen after that, and wasn't sure she should find out. She bit her lip in an attempt to keep quiet.

Toga ran his tongue over that soft flesh and captured her lower lip in his teeth, tugging lightly, before sweeping inside to drink her tiny cries and mewls. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers from that tender spot and worked her pearl in gentle yet relentless strokes. His other fingers lightly stroking against the walls of her entrance.

He felt her body stiffen and knew she was close. Looking up, he saw her eyes clamped closed as her head thrashed against the pillows. Leaning up, he kissed her chin, "Open your eyes for me" he whispered to her. A moment later she obeyed, lusty eyes stared up at him, "Good girl" he breathed against her cheek, "Keep your eyes on mine Aislin".

She forced her eyes to remain open and soon found that she was helpless in that gaze. She couldn't break the contact, as the passion rose in her and her body fluttered around his wide fingers, the golden became all encompassing.

Toga felt her release take control of her, her cries grew more urgent and then she called his name. Her body arching upwards as her fluids slid against his fingers like the finest honey. Such an intense moment, to have her first orgasm lost in his eyes.

Her eyes fluttered closed as the after effects set her body to trembling with tiny, residual bursts of light behind her eyes and hot liquid heat rolling over her. Toga pressed a chaste kiss against her lips, feeling her breath against his face in panting puffs.

He'd pleased her and was in near agony himself. Slowly, he moved a few inches away, his warmth still close to her body. Her scent called to him and his hand moved to his painfully hard length, stroking lightly over it. His eyes opened when a hand softer than his own, touched him. "You don't have to" he told her.

She smiled over at him, "I want to. Show me?". Toga covered her hand with his own and set his rhythm. Aislin added a few things of her own, lightly squeezing from time to time. Toga was not in the habit of allowing himself such actions, but she was a virgin, and virgin she'd stay….well mostly.

Minutes later, he panted as his release flooded his lower half and shot up his length. Aislin's soft hand continued to caress him until the last of his seed poured across her pale knuckles. Toga slowly reached to the side of the bed and grabbed hold of his silk sleeping robe. He gently wiped her hand clean, and then his stomach.

He then, rose, allowing her time to see to the wetness between her legs. He dropped the soiled robe into a wash bucket and turned back to her. She blushed, her disheveled appearance making him smile. He slid into the bunk beside her, and wrapped his arms around her. "This is where you belong" he murmured against her ear. She moaned softly when he suckled at her throat, leaving his mark once more.

Soon after, sleep claimed her and Toga stroked her upper arm, staring down at the delicate features. He'd not thought it possible, but he was completely satisfied. His inu wanted that mark to be forever, the binding scar and resulting kanji. In time, he promised himself, it would be. He'd woo her and win her completely.


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Inuyasha growled against his wife's lips. Her soft body pressed below him, her taste was something he would savor for all times. She broke the kiss, panting," Inuyasha!". Her need was great, he'd teased her mercilessly for the last two days. Bringing her to the point of pleasure and then backing off. She'd worried him, wandering off alone in the forest. Not telling anyone where she went.

She'd been wise enough to cloak her scent but that had hidden her from him as well. "Never scare me like that again" he ordered. His need for her was just as great, but the point was not negotiable. "I…I'm sorry! I promise!" she cried out, "Gods I promise!". He grunted his approval.

He positioned himself at her core and slowly sank in, lifting her hips onto his thighs and pressing lightly on her stomach as he moved. She lifted herself and perched on his lap, rocking her hips against him. Needing it harder, faster. Inuyasha understood her wants and granted them. She cried out loudly, sobbing broken incantations of his name to the high ceiling. He smirked against her neck as he pulled her down on him hard. Her head fell back and his fangs slid over her throat, making her body contract around his.

Kagome shouted her released seconds later, Inuyasha hot on her heels. He held her to him tightly, allowing them both to recover from the high place that had so recently claimed them. Catching her in strong arms he headed to the bath.

"I'm tired Inuyasha" she whispered. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, "I know Koi. We have to get clean first". She mock growled at him, "You'd think that after all these years you could sleep in a wet spot once in a while". He shook his head, "If I did that, we'd never get any sleep wench".

Settled in the bath he hugged her close to him, "Do you ever wish things were different?" she asked softly. White triangles swiveled toward her, "What the hell are you asking for?" he wanted to know. She shrugged, "It's been so long…. You don't get bored with me?". He snorted, she had to be teasing him.

Looking at her, he saw she wasn't. "Kagome" he said softly turning her head to face him, "You are mine forever. Of course I am not bored with you". A thought occurred to him, "Are you?". He didn't like thinking that. She shook her head, "Not at all. It's just nice to hear once in a while isn't it?". He nodded, kissing her.

The next morning, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru stood in the courtyard, Inuyasha was leaving for patrol. Kagome and Ayeka stood at the upper wall looking down on them. Ayeka was pleased that Sesshoumaru was home now, she'd missed him. His knowing look told her she'd not be getting any sleep until after he was completely exhausted. She couldn't wait.

Inuyasha listened to the rest of the report and nodded, his eyes drifted up the walls. He smirked and shouted up at his wife, "Hey Kagome, don't be getting bored while I'm gone!". She turned a bright crimson and he laughed that she would still blush after so long.

Sesshoumaru glanced at his brother in askance, "just a little inside joke" Inuyasha informed him. Sesshoumaru blinked, "I don't get it". Inuyasha was about to explain when Kagome's voice rang out over the palace grounds, "SIT!". Inuyasha went down hard.

Sesshoumaru blinked again, "I see. It's funny now". Inuyasha grumbled and shook his fist toward the wall, Ayeka laughed at him, "You are the one who said you wanted them back" she reminded him. The once hanyou scowled and grumbled, lifting a single finger to his chuckling brother. "Yeah, well just be glad that Ayeka can't sit you". Sesshoumaru looked over his shoulder, "Oh I am, but I seriously doubt I would earn a ground kissing myself".

Ayeka looked at her husband's smug expression, he's awfully cocky isn't he?" she asked. Kagome nodded, "Wanna have some fun?". Ayeka nodded, and when Kagome handed her a box of beads she grinned, "Are they real?".

Kagome shrugged, "They can be. You want them to be?" she asked. Ayeka shook her head, "No. I wouldn't do that to him" she looked over the wall at his handsome visage and then back at the beads in her hand, "I can make him think I would though".

Sesshoumaru had no clue what had the two females laughing but there something distinctly evil in that sound. That was the sound they made when the men were in trouble or when they were feeling a little too mischievous. He groaned. He almost want to go back out on patrol. Almost.