The Portal

Chapter 32 – Love and Hate

A/N: The GOOD News is... ***WARNING THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN A LEMON!!!*** Skip it if you’re too young or too shy! I’ll mark the spot.

The BAD News is... It takes place back on Earth, which leaves Kagome still trapped in a dungeon with her fate unknown. Yes, I know I’m evil.

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On Earth....

It had been just over a week since Inuyasha found Ayame sitting in her sorrow, Only a week, but during that week something unfamiliar and strangely exciting had been happening to the hanyou.

After his talk with Ayame they had sat in companionable silence for a long while before parting and going their own way. It was his thoughts afterward that confused him. His sorrow over Kagome still plagued him, but his mind kept straying to the little wolf princess. Everything from how stupid Kouga was for turning her down, to how pretty her emerald eyes were, crept into his waking thoughts.

The following day he found himself wondering back to the rocky spot he found Ayame in. He told himself he wasn’t looking for her, that he only wished to enjoy the solitude of that particular spot. Still though, his adamant denial of the real reasons for traveling to the rocky little spot did not help at all when he found that she wasn’t there.

Inuyasha decided that the spot wasn’t as great as he thought it was and turned to leave. He walked around the forest for awhile before heading to the stream for a drink. That’s where he found her. She was splashing in the water with her white wolves. They were playfully nipping at her feet, as she danced about gracefully avoiding their fangs then scooping handfuls of water at them. Her laughter filled the forest, and Inuyasha couldn’t remember hearing such a beautiful sound. Even Kagome’s laughter had never been as crystal clear and sweet.

He watched silently from the branch of a nearby tree. The scene was too enjoyable to intrude on. After the grueling week he had experienced, watching this innocent young demoness play was refreshing and relaxing.

She continued to dance around her furry companions, who didn’t seem to mind being soaked. Inuyasha wondered if they were simply glad to hear her laughter, relieved that she was through shedding tears. Her long red pigtails flowed around her lithe form, giving her a truly youthful appearance. She was like a breath of fresh air.

Sooner than he had hoped, the wolves play came to an end, and she joined her companions on the rocks for a rest in the sun. Inuyasha leapt from his tree and walked to her. He was met by a few growls from her underlings, but she quieted them down quickly.

“Fancy meeting you here,” Inuyasha said with humor in his voice.

“Meeting or watching, Inuyasha? I know you’ve been watching me for awhile,” Ayame said in a teasing way.

“Whatever. I just didn’t want to bother you while you got some needed exercise,” Inuyasha replied in mock offense.

Ayame huffed at his remark. “What are you saying, Inuyasha? Do you think I’m fat?”

Inuyasha’s face turned red, but he replied anyway. “No. You look... nice.”

Ayame blushed at his compliment, and replied sweetly, “Arigato.”

That was the beginning of it all. Since that day the two of them had spent every free hour together. Currently they were trying their best to sneak away from Miroku and Sango for some alone time. The monk was back to his usual hentai antics, and Sango, though still grief stricken, had regained her wits enough to knock his brains out for groping her ass in front of people.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes as Miroku hit the ground. It looked like the dumbass would never learn that it embarrassed her in front of people. He knew damn well it didn’t bother her when they were alone. Hell he’d seen them plenty of times when they thought no one was looking. Slapping him was the farthermost thing on her mind then.

The violent retaliation served to give him the excuse he had been looking for, and he stood up. Inuyasha folded his hands in his fire rat haori sleeves and tried to act mad. “I’m getting tired of you two screaming and fighting all the damn time. I’m taking a walk.” Now was his chance. “Ayame, you want to come? I’m sure you’re as tired of this bullshit as I am.”

Ayame, who had been perched atop a fallen tree trunk, quickly jumped to her feet, and tried not to look in the direction of Inuyasha’s friends for fear they would see her embarrassment. “Yes. I could use a chance to stretch my legs.” Ayame turned to her underlings, who stood to follow. “You guys stay here and protect Shippo.”

After walking silently through the forest for awhile, Inuyasha said, “Miroku and Sango really ain’t that bad.”

Ayame smiled, and said, “I know.”

Suddenly Inuyasha was filled with the urge to touch her. It seemed like his hand had a mind of its own, because before he knew what was happening he had reached out and took hold of her tiny hand. The first contact with her warmth was like a jolt of electricity, but soon he found her soft skin to be comforting and pleasant. Her face blushed a rosy hue, which he found very pretty against her pale complexion.

They walked along hand in hand until they came to the spot he had been searching for. They took a seat on the lush grass that overlooked the deep valley below. The full moon seemed huge from this vantagepoint and it served to cast a romantic light upon the Earth around them.

“Inuyasha, I want you to know that I have enjoyed being with you this week,” Ayame said shyly.

He glanced at her nervously, and replied, “Me too.” He wasn’t one for deep words and Ayame knew this, or at least he hoped she did. He just liked being near her.

“Inuyasha, do you think I’m pretty?” Ayame asked.

Inuyasha turned red at her question. She had him in a corner with this one. Although he definitely thought she was pretty, he felt bashful about saying so out loud. “That’s a dumb question,” he replied.

Ayame acted as though he had hurt her feelings. She pouted a little, then said, “I guess you don’t.”

“I didn’t say that!” Inuyasha said in defense. “I... I think... I think your beautiful, Ayame.”

She seemed to really perk up when he uttered those words, and Inuyasha found her smile enchanting. His eyes traced the lines of her lovely face, which was glowing in the moonlight. Her full lips drew his attention and he leaned forward touching them with his own.

**LEMON STARTS HERE!!**

The kiss began as an innocent moment of tender emotion, but as he tasted her sweetness he found himself wanting more. Ayame melted into his strong arms and Inuyasha growled in satisfaction. He pulled her roughly against him and the innocent kiss turned into a passionate embrace. It was as if they were drawing life from one another. Tasting and touching just to stay alive. Their motions and motives were born of instinct and desperation.

As Inuyasha divulged in the softness that was Ayame’s tender lips, he slowly lowered her back until she lay in the soft green grass. The fresh smell of it blended with her mountain scent and filled his senses. Her tongue played against his and he growled in pleasure. She met his growl with one of her own as her desire for him grew.

His hands roamed her body, touching and feeling her every curve. He cupped her tender breasts in his clawed hands, but found that the mounds only teased him through her fur coverings. She arched against him with a moan and Inuyasha desperately untied her bindings. Soon her flesh was exposed to him and he hovered above her taking in her perfect beauty.

His trance was broken as her tiny hands began to pull at his haori. She wanted to touch him and he would not deny her the pleasure. Inuyasha snatched off his fire rat robes and under shirt, flinging them to the side. Her hands traced feather light paths over his hardened muscle and his lust for her grew.

Every movement of her delicate arms sent a soft tremor of movement through each rounded breast. It drew his attention and he watched in amazement as her caramel nipples hardened before his eyes. He lowered his mouth to suck one in and flicked his rough tongue over the peak. She moaned and arched her back pressing herself closer to him. His left hand kneaded and teased her right breast while his mouth was busy suckling her left. His free hand roamed over her tiny waist and lower to her thigh. Again his exploration was hindered by the confines of her clothing.

After switching his nipping and sucking ministrations to the equally soft right mound of flesh, Inuyasha found himself wanting more of this little wolf writhing beneath him. He rose up and looked into her partially close eyes, silently asking permission to take the next step. With a slight nod and the closing of flashing emerald eyes, he gained the acceptance he required.

Her fur wrap slipped easily from her hips and her body was revealed to him. The moonlight danced upon her skin giving her an otherworldly glow. Inuyasha thought that she looked like a tennyo (celestial maiden), sent from the heavens to make him whole.

His hands roamed her hips and thighs and he soon positioned himself between her legs. His breath was warm against her tender nether lips making her moan in wanton need. A kiss brought her hips rising to meet his face and Inuyasha pulled her lips apart carefully with his claws. Her fleshy jewel lay there awaiting the touch of his tongue. It would not wait long, as he flicked his tongue over the nub making Ayame cry out in unexpected delight.

He licked and sucked at her tender flesh making Ayame scream out his name. Her tiny claws wound tightly in his silver mane and she pulled him closer in an attempt to ease her pleasurable suffering. As he sucked the fleshy nub between his teeth he furiously twirled his tongue against it. She screamed and bucked so hard that he was forced to hold her pelvis down with his hands. Her orgasm was building and he slipped his free hand to her core, then slid a ling finger inside. Her climax almost overpowered them both as he worked his finger into her slick hole.

“Inuyasha, take me!” Ayame cried out, and he wasted no time shedding his hakama. His engorged cock sprang forth and he watched as her eyes grew big at the sight of him. He smelt a tinge of fear mingled with her arousal, which excited his inner beast all the more. He positioned himself between her shapely legs and began stroking his hardness between her wet folds. He leaned up and kissed her mouth and moved to kiss along her cheek. He traced gently sucking kisses along her neck and over to her ear.

“This will hurt, Ayame, but I will be as gentle as I can,” Inuyasha whispered into her ear. His breathing was short and panting with his desire.

After she nodded her understanding he pressed his large head into her opening. It went in with a pop and she gasped at the sensation. Inuyasha pressed slowly deeper until he met the resistance of her maidenhood. One powerful thrust embedded his cock deep inside his wolf princess. Only the slight hint of a tear in her eye and a tiny drop of blood on her signified her pain. He watched her closely and kissed her tenderly until he felt movement beneath him. Slowly he pulled out watching her expression, and then pressed back in.

The thrusting increased gradually until Inuyasha was pounding his hard cock in and out of her tight passage with demonic speed. His little wolf danced in ecstasy beneath him. Her claws on his back drew deep wounds. The scent of their blood filled the air sending them both into a demonic lust. The lovers rut became mindless and fierce as innocent eyes flashed to fiery red. Fangs grew and snarling growls could be heard amongst the slapping of heated flesh against flesh.

Her second climax came and went and Inuyasha reached down with powerful arms, flipping his bitch onto her hands and knees. This was what his nature craved and he beat his cock harder into her wetness. Molten heat surrounded his staff and he growled out in pleasure. His grunting and her female moans spurred him on. Gently he pressed his thumb into her rectum, anchoring her to him, as his remaining claws drew blood where they pressed into her hips and the painful pleasure immediately brought forth another release from his naughty little bitch.

After her convulsive fit subsided, Ayame quickly pulled out of his grasp. His crimson eyes narrowed as he growled in frustration, but she only smiled, flashing her long fangs. Ayame then jumped forward pushing him back to the ground. She crawled over his slick body, kissing his chest and neck. He watched in fascination as she positioned herself above him, then slowly lowered her sheath onto his cock. The tightness closed around him causing him to groan and thrust upward. He watched as his little vixen began to bounce atop him, milking his manhood with her squeezing muscles.

Her long auburn pigtails bounced with her every movement, and Inuyasha reached up and ran them through his hands. She worked him inside her grunting and moaning until he felt his release coming forth. She joined his climax with her own as he thrust his hips powerfully upwards, shooting his seed deep into her womb. Their howls of pleasure resounded through the valley below, before the long fangs of both male and female were imbedded deep into the neck of their mate.

With both of them spent, Ayame collapsed upon his chest. They lay like that for over an hour, enjoying the warmth of each other, sucking gently and licking at their mating mark.

Inuyasha was the first to speak, “That was... amazing.”

“Yes. It was, my mate, and that was only the beginning,” Ayame purred into his ear.

**END OF LEMON!!!**

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On Karnak....

Kami he hated meetings of this sort. Planning and bargaining, trying not to step on the wrong youkai’s toes. It was all so tiring. If this had been his lands he would have killed them all and let the gods sort them out.

After what took the better part of the day, Sesshomaru, Anubis and Hapy had come to an agreement. Hapy would graciously offer his key for their use and join his brother in efforts to gain the other two from Seth. An amount of gold coins was exchanged from him to the lords, which agreed to part with a portion of their lands to Seth in exchange for the keys he held.

Parliamentary dribble.

He would much rather be pressing himself against the tender flesh of Kagome for hours instead of looking at those two baka’s. He had a sneaking suspicion that his offer of gold had nothing to do with Anubis’ decision. He felt pretty sure that his little vixen’s earlier plea to the bastard had everything to do with it.

Sesshomaru had been wondering around, tracking Kagome’s scent, which was faint throughout the temple. He spent the better part of two hours following her scent. The wench had managed to cover practically the entire inu city that morning, making it extremely hard to follow the freshest path.

The silly twit had gone into the marketplace alone, with only Tala by her side. Sometimes her intelligence amazed him, and at others he wondered if she had a brain at all. His heart began to beat a little quicker at the knowledge that she walked into a bustling town of inuyoukai without his protection. Was it anger that caused the increase in his pace?

He passed many youkai, and humans alike, all bowing respectfully in his presence. His attire and mannerisms bore the truth of his aristocratic heritage which earned him the peoples respect. He passed them by, ignoring them completely, for he had no time for such trivial mannerisms at the moment.

He was searching for Kagome.

When her path veered off into a long empty alley, Sesshomaru wondered what it was that suddenly deterred her progression? He followed her scent, which was strongest here, further into the passage.

Then he smelled blood.

It was not Kagome’s blood, nor her pet. It was inuyoukai blood. When he came to the spot, he examined the area. There was a battle fought here. He could still smell her magic, and the dust of her victim. Four, or maybe five male inu’s had attacked her here. There was also the smell of something foul. Something dark, that grazed his memory.

Something that reeked of Naraku.

The busy bustling streets of the village market came to a silent standstill as everything around them shook under the sudden rage induced fury of Lord Sesshomaru. His angry roar tore through the air rocking the very foundations of the stone buildings around him. The citizens of the village backed into shops and ducked into homes in fear of the taiyoukai’s wrath.

Soon afterward a steak of white passed through the now empty streets in route for the Temple Shikon.

Anubis was about to become entangled in a long-standing hatred between two beings from a completely different world.