Returning To You

****Lemon-Warning****


Chapter Thirty-One


Kurama cut off the light after stepping out the shower, he checked to make sure she was sleeping before doing so. He debated wearing more than just his boxers to bed but she was already asleep. Not suprising considering what she'd been through. She'd have to be exhuasted mentally and physically. His heart went out to her, some of her distress had been caused by him.

He hadn't exactly treated her like she should have been. He'd let his anger over her husband showing up consume him and it had been uncalled for. She hadn't returned to him, in fact she'd made sure the man knew that their relationship was over it seemed. He had mistrusted her and struck out where he could. He knew in his youkai form even most youkai females considered him to be large. He could hurt them if he wasn't careful. He couldn't imagine the pain he had caused her, she was only human. He had taken her brutally without care for her comfort. Nor had he cared for her pleasure, he hadn't wanted her to enjoy it.

He had smelt her blood and Kuronue's semen indicating that he had forced himself on her. He didn't know the details of it. Had it started out like theirs? Or had he taken her against her will from the start. With his memories locked he wouldn't have been able to remember her. He knew it wasn't his place to ask her the details. Part of him didn't want to know. Bad enough he had taken her the way he did, to have her raped a few hours later.

His eyes landed on the locket laying on his dresser, the note beside it. He walked over and grabbed the paper, grasping it between his fingers. Needing to be away from her he walked out of the room. His footsteps took him past the other bedroom, where he could hear Hiei. He smirked, he'd never have placed the fire youkai as a moaner.

He stopped in the living room, he layed down on his couch. His eyes fell on the painting he'd bought not too long ago. The painting that had reminded him of the woman now laying in his bed. She had gotten under his skin even back then. He had wanted her like no other. He still wanted her but now it was more. His heart was trying to tell him the truth of his feelings. What did accepting it mean for him?

Did it matter that she probably knew Kuronue before him? He knew that before this morning she hadn't seen him since meeting himself. She'd been attacked the same morning he had left her. Was it possible that she had feelings for him now? He didn't see her as the type to give herself to just anyone. Could he hope that she would want him above anyone else?

She had kept the one thing he had left her, kept it with her. Her words had stated that it was important, was it because of the note that had been secured inside? Should he ask her about the way she felt? Now was not the time ofcourse, too much had happened today. He would give her the time she needed to heal.

He got up off the couch and made his way back into his room, the need to be with her strong. He closed the door quietly as not to disturb her. She was lying on her back, a hand on her stomach and the other placed above her head. Her lips were parted slightly as she breathed deeply lost in slumber.

The light was switched off after he placed the note back on the dresser. As soon as he climbed under the covers, his body moved over to lay next to her. A moan escaped between her lips as his hand landed on hers.

He leaned up on his elbow so he could watch her. His gaze lingered over her face, she was beautiful; then he had always thought so. Since the first time he'd woken up and seen her sleeping across the small hut. His heart twisted at the thought of losing her forever. His hand came up to stroke the side of her face, feeling the soft skin against his knuckles. Every fiber of his being screamed out that he loved her, loved her with everything that he was.

He wouldn't let anyone take her away, including his old friend. If it was true then he would accept that they had a past together same as the houshi. She was his now and would remain so. As soon as the mission was over and she had time to recover he was going to claim her. So everyone would know who she belonged to.

His breath caught when her face turned and her eyes began to open. Confusion filled their depths as he continued to stroke her face. "I didn't mean to wake you."

Sango wasn't sure if she was dreaming, it felt real. Yet why would he be laying next to her, he had a soft look on his face. She wasn't sure what to do, afraid that he would pull away if she spoke or moved. Her fear was realized as his hand left her face and he rolled away from her. He gave her his back, it had happened once again.

She felt the tears sting her eyes as he rejected her once more. Not being able to look at his back she rolled to her side. Her throat began to ache and she knew she was about to breakdown. She willed the tears not to come, not wanting to cry in front of him. They came anyways, heedless of her wishes.

Kurama tried to close his eyes and go to sleep. He had to turn away from her, looking at her had filled him with longing. He had wanted to take her, to show her with his body what she really meant to him. Knowing that she wasn't ready for it he had to put some distance between them. He turned back over when he smelt the strong scent of salt in the air. Was she crying?

He closed the distance between them, his hand landed on her shoulder. She stiffened under the touch, he pulled her against him. He held her while she cried, soon she began to calm. He forced her to turn in his embrace so she was laying on her side facing him. She had her head down looking towards his chest. His fingers closed around her chin forcing her head up to look at him. Her eyes were closed, "Look at me Sango."

She did as he asked and looked into his face. Her breath caught at the look in his eyes, she saw worry and something else. He brought his face closer and placed a light kiss across her mouth. The next kiss was placed on the tip of her nose. His mouth came down to gently glide across hers. It was tender yet full of emotion. She shyly returned it, bringing a hand to rest on his chest.

He tasted her mouth for several minutes using only his lips. His tongue came out to lick the tear that had found its way down. He wasn't sure why she was still crying but she didn't look upset. Her mouth opened when she felt his tongue. Hers came out, to gently play with his. He deepened the kiss, it was warm and passionate. It left her wanting more.

Her fingers ran along his chest, feeling the muscle jump under her fingertips. She brushed across his nipple causing him to gasp. His hand cupped her face but he kept the kiss soft. Her hand slid back down his smooth stomach.

He pulled away from her, looking down into her face. "Stop."

Her hand stopped in its exploration and she looked into his eyes. Hurt filled her believing that he didn't want her. She felt the tears threatening once again, after all that and he really didn't want her. Had he kissed her out of pity?

He saw the rejection in her eyes and the hurt. He ran his thumb lightly over her bottom lip. "It's not that. I want you but its too soon. I don't want to hurt you." He placed his mouth back on hers, she returned the kiss. He gasped when her hand began to move again continuing it's path down his stomach. His hands stayed where they were, he let her do as she pleased.

A moan filled the room when the tips of her fingers ran across his tip of his shaft. He wanted nothing more than to touch her in return but he kept his hands still. If it was to happen it would happen at her pace, if he rushed it he could scare her. He didn't want to do anything until she was comfortable with going further. He didn't stop her when she went to pull the boxers over his hips but lifted himself up. They slid down his hips far enough to expose himself to her.

She didn't do anything for several moments, merely looked at him. He watched her face as she chewed on her bottom lip, uncertainty in her eyes. Finally her hand came down to touch him, he jerked under the gentle touch. The tips of her fingers slid over the head, rubbing the moisture into the smooth skin. She grasped him in her hand, his hips jerked as she began to stroke him.

Sango knew he was letting her take control, letting her set the pace. She felt elated knowing it meant that he cared enough not to want to scare her. Her hand released him long enough to grab his and place it on her breast. She brought her lips up to place a hot kiss across his mouth, "Please."

He was aching to touch her, "Only if you will tell me to stop if I go too far." At her nod he let his hand cup the breast she'd offered. He captured her mouth and let his hand explore her. His thumb raked across her nipple causing her scent to spike. "Do you trust me?"

She wasn't sure why he asked. But if he cared enough to ask then he wouldn't likely hurt her. "Yes." She let him place her on her back. He stayed on his side for now, his mouth began to kiss across her face. He gently sucked on her ear while his thumb ran circles over the taunt peak. He worked his way down her neck, kissing every inch. He didn't stop until his mouth was over her breast. He placed a light kiss across the nipple. He leaned up so he could run his mouth over every inch of her chest. Her hand came up to run through the long red mass.

He worked his way down her stomach, dipping his tongue inside her belly button. He could smell her arousal. He moved down between her legs, starting at her feet. She began panting as he worked his way up, caressing and kissing every part of her. She felt his breath lightly glide over her center, Fear filled her for only a few seconds. He placed a kiss to the inside of her thighs.

He saw her tense for several seconds and let her decide. When he saw her relax he continued, he placed a few gentle kisses over the soft petals. As soon as her arousal spiked yet again he let his tongue finally emerge. It went straight for the moisture that had coated his lips, licking up her sweetness. His hands continued to caress her legs as he made love to her with his mouth.

He wanted her to feel as much pleasure as possible before she reached that peak. He held off from seeking out her jewel, enjoying the taste of her. Her breathing soon came in jagged pants, he let his mouth lift. She called out when he latched onto her tiny jewel stroking it with his tongue. Her climax hit as he suckled on her.

He waited for it to finish before stopping, then lifted himself over her. He brought his mouth down on hers, he moaned when she didn't seem mind her own taste. "Do you want to continue?" He waited for her approval then finished removing his boxers.

He settled himself between her legs, his tip rubbing against her entrance. He slid an arm under her back, the other under her neck. He held her close as he pushed himself into her body. Her walls stretched adjusting to him, she moaned under him. He stopped afraid that he was hurting her. Genkai had said she'd healed the girl as best as she could. "Does it hurt?"

Sango felt her face turn red at his question, he was worried about hurting her. Embarressment filled her but she answered so he wouldn't worry. "He didn't... not there." She didn't know how else to explain it to him.

He looked into her face and the meaning set it. He felt the anger consume him, he was going to kill him regardless of the promise he'd made her. He couldn't imagine what that had been like for her. He heard her gasp and realized he was begining to scare her. He tried to calm his emotions, "Sorry, I won't hurt you."

He brought his mouth down to claim hers. He waited until she relaxed before moving again. He heard her intake of breath as he pulled out and slid back inside. Her arms tightened around his back. His hips kept the same pace for a long time. She continued to moan underneath him, her hips came up urging him for more.

"Please." She felt that tenion at its peak but it stayed causing the pleasure of his thrusts to be almost unbearable.

"No." He refused to take her take her fast. He rolled over bringing her with him, placing her on top. He kept his arm around her back holding her against him. He grabbed the back of her neck bringing her down for a kiss. He opened his legs wider placing his feet flat on the bed. He felt himself going deeper as he brought his hips up to thrust into her.

She moaned loudly in his mouth and he felt her walls tighten around him. He kept the steady but gentle pace as her orgasm crashed over her. He felt his own release hit as she squeezed him, he held onto her as he emptied himself in her body.

Her head was laying on his chest, he was content to let her lay there. He leaned up into a sitting position long enough to grab ahold of the covers. He pulled them up and layed back down. Before falling asleep he made sure she was warm. Her eyes closed as she snuggled into his chest. He smiled while he stroked her hair, removing it from her face.

He closed his own eyes, he made a vow to never let her go.


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