The Gift
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InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,332
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Jezebel
The Gift
By Smittin Kittin
Jezebel
Chapter four
First off… Kitty does not own Inuyasha or any related characters they belong to Rumiko Takahashi Shogakukan Publishing, and VIZ. No one pays me to corrupt my favorite inuhanyou. Kitty does it 4 her own twisted pleasure & yours of course.
Title: The Gift
Author: Smittin Kittin
Summary: Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, & Miroku are all afraid or true intimacy despite their various sexual or romantic ties. In an odd twist of fait they all end up seeing someone they thought they knew in a different light & are forced 2 re-evaluate their views on love & relationships. Once all the players have encountered one other and realize they have pre-existing relationships with other people in this small group it becomes complicated. As each person tries to figure out exactly who and what they want, the lines between friendship love and commitment become blurred. All in all it as a complex tale of self discovery and lessons in love
Rating: NC -17 for language & adult content
Pairing(s): Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, Miroku…not necessarily in that order & with quite a bit of bed hopping to boot! ^_^
Feedback: feel free 2 let me know what u think! All reviews are appreciated but not demanded! If u want to leave a review great if not I hope u enjoy the fic & appreciate u reading just the same!
Characters: mostly listed above with a few additions.
Betas: I'd like 2 take a min 2 thank my newest bets 4 helping me out so quickly! To all those that offered me help in the past… if ur still interested please do contact me again (sigh) crazy as it sounds I’m actually doing rewrites on completed fics as well as new chaps of several in progress, I even have a few new ones brewing (shakes head) I know! Anyway before I totally drown the fabulous people willing 2 help me I’m all about outsourcing some of the bulk 2 grammar nitpicks w/free time. Ok that’s it no more shameless begging. Enjoy.
I still don’t own Inuyasha or any related characters. Are you happy now cuz I'm not
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Inuyasha stood under the cascade of water his head bowed deep in thought. Rivulets of warm water rolled between his shoulder blades and lazily down the tense muscles of his toned, back as he lathered up for the third time a scowl on his face. Frustrated he attempted yet again to wash away the girl’s scent. The bewildered inuhanyou had spent the last thirty minutes trying to rid himself of the smell of her. “Damnit!” Inuyasha swore darkly as his mind wandered back to the source of the scent.
‘Kagome.’
What was it about the Higurashi girl that he couldn’t shake? Sure, she was pretty but he’d bedded prettier girls than her and their scents faded from his mind easily as he moved on to his next conquest. Inuyasha snorted at that, the Kagome he’d left glassy eyed and satiated sprawled out on Sango’s bed was much more than just another pretty face.
It was evident that the teenager he’d remembered had blossomed into a stunningly beautiful woman. A small smile lit up his face as he remembered the skinny underdeveloped teenybopper that had trailed after him in high school. Inuyasha had been aware of Kagome’s crush on him, thought it was cute how she hung around starry-eyed waiting for a bit of his attention. The mildly popular hanyou even considered taking the shy miko out once or twice, but experiences made him leery. Besides, Kagome was just a kid when he’d known her, all fourteen and fresh into puberty. Inuyasha groaned his member twitching. The woman he’d encountered several hours ago was very different from the teenage girl he’d remembered.
Earlier in the week when Sango questioned whether he’d remembered the Higurashi girl Inuyasha nodded a slow grin curving the corners of his mouth. The adult dog demon still had vivid memories from high school of the bashful priestess. Kagome had been the subject of his early morning fantasies on and off for years. Inuyasha’s desire for the fiery miko was his dirty little secret. Not even Sango knew the full extent of his craving for the vivacious shrine maiden. He sighed heavily as his senses recalled the striking priestess in graphic detail.
Flashback
Dog demons never forget a scent, his nose twitched when she entered the room. The fragrance was the same she smelled of wildflowers and spring rain, untainted and pure just as he remembered her. Focusing his attention on the crowded entryway, Inuyasha waited for a glimpse of the slip of a girl he’d once known.
The impatient hanyou was completely unprepared for the image the young miko presented upon finally coming into view. A vision that rare, perfect mix of innocence and seduction. Her eyes the same shimmering pools of cinnamon and gold dust alight with mischief and curiosity, wholly naive yet confident in the safety of the things she’d not yet known. Kagome’s angelic face gave no hint to her true age lightly pinked cheeks and glossy nude lips made her appear no more than a girl of seventeen. Her raven tresses had grown from the shoulder length waves and unruly bangs to long silky tendrils of luminous silk. The smooth lush strands cascaded down the young woman’s back skimming over her bare shoulders and settling just above the dip in her spine.
Inuyasha’s eyes followed inky locks to the curve of her backside. Not that Inuyasha considered himself an ‘ass man’ outright but, he had to admit that the shapely young priestess did have one of the finest he’d ever seen. His eyes darted appreciatively between the unsuspecting miko and his childhood companion. Kagome was definitely one of the top five, Sango’s being the most exquisite bar none. Inuyasha had never seen a more perfect ass than that of the lithe exterminator and he’d seen plenty. The well-formed taijiya owed her drool worthy derriere to genetics and her dauntless physical training. There wasn’t a fitness instructor alive that could hold a candle to her tightly toned flawlessly shaped backside. Smooth and round with just the right amount of jiggle.
Inuyasha’s eyes drifted back to the girl standing near the door nervously nibbling her bottom lip. No visible panty line meant she was wearing either a thong or nothing at all. He groaned shifting a bit at the possibility of finding the bare skin of Kagome’s exposed femininity shielded only by the thin layer of her silk dress. Ignoring the dull ache starting in his loins Inuyasha sucked in a lung full of air. Eyes glowing brightly he hungrily took in the sight of the stunning shrine priestess. Slowly he scanned the curves of her voluptuous body. The flare of her hips, the slight narrowing of her waist to the swell of her full breasts. A low rumble started in Inuyasha’s chest as his demon blood surged to the surface urging him to touch her, taste her, and take her! He blinked, tapping down the heated demand of his father’s bloodline in favour of the sedate reasoning of his mother’s. Inuyasha was mentally recalling the details of his intricate plan to seduce the innocent miko when the angry vibrating form of his conscience, better known as Sango obstructed the view of his current object of lust.
End Flashback
Inuyasha yipped as a jolt of pain sent him crashing back to the present. Opening his eyes, he glanced down at the hardened length encircled tightly in his right hand noting the thin rivulets of blood trickle from the small pricks in the delicate flesh. Inuyasha flexed his fingers loosening his strangled grip on the sensitive appendage. Sighing resolutely, the aroused hanyou resumed the act of self-pleasure. Inhaling deeply Inuyasha realized that he could still smell the faintest hint of the alluring miko’s fragrance. Tilting his head up the frustrated hanyou closed his eyes and let the water rain down on him in hopes of cleansing the remaining traces of the tantalizing young woman from his mind. Inuyasha sighed, a frustrated exhalation of air. His body wouldn’t let him forget the feel of Kagome, soft and warm as she squirmed beneath him. Inuyasha groaned his erection stiffening further at the thought of her. The sound of Kagome moaning his name while his tongue delved into her warm depths echoed in his mind while his clawed fingers caressed his turgid length. Inuyasha rolled his eyes as a disgusted growl welled up in his chest. It had been some time since the handsome demi-demon had been forced to tend to his needs. Remembering that he never was very good at this sort of thing Inuyasha decided to pay a late night visit to the one woman, he’d trusted to ease his sexual tension since puberty.
‘Sango’
She’d been the one constant thing in Inuyasha’s life. The girl knew all of his secrets even the ones he tried to keep from her. Sango was the most important woman in his life, the only woman in his life for the past several years. The feisty taijiya had been his best friend for so long it was hard to remember a time without her and even harder to believe that she’d tried to kick his ass the when they first met. Sango had an inherent distrust of demons as a child. Understandably, so, an angry band of youkai, hell bent on revenge had wiped out her entire town. It took many years for the demon slayer community to recover from the loss of their elite fighters including Sango’s father all of whom lived in her small town. The girl and her kid brother were the only survivors, the last of their family line. Many months passed before the suspicious hanyou and the leery slayer developed a comfortable level of trust in one another, but once the bond of true friendship was formed the two became inseparable.
Inuyasha chuckled at the memory.
Shutting off the water he reached for a towel. He could hardly recall his life without Sango he’d become so accustomed to her presence. Over the years, Inuyasha had developed a platonic love for the girl. Sango was family; they were pack mates that sometimes shared a bed, a common practice and acceptable amongst canine youkai if a bit unconventional for humans. Sango had taken to the shift easily. Their relationship remained the same with the added sexual element. He and Sango were still just friends weren’t they?
Inuyasha ran his hands through his damp hair and tried to shake off the nagging feeling that he was somehow taking advantage of his best friend. He sighed shrugging on an old tee shirt and a comfortable pair of jeans. What the hell was wrong with him anyway? After all these years, why was he questioning his involvement with Sango? Why was his attraction to Kagome so strong that he was considering making room in his life for the miko?
Grabbing his keys off the kitchen counter, the conflicted hanyou made his way to the elevator of his penthouse apartment. Inuyasha wanted a distraction from his thoughts something to ease his over active mind. He checked his reflection and adjusted the rear view mirror before speeding off towards the expressway. What he needed right now was the familiar comfort of his best friend.
By Smittin Kittin
Jezebel
Chapter four
First off… Kitty does not own Inuyasha or any related characters they belong to Rumiko Takahashi Shogakukan Publishing, and VIZ. No one pays me to corrupt my favorite inuhanyou. Kitty does it 4 her own twisted pleasure & yours of course.
Title: The Gift
Author: Smittin Kittin
Summary: Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, & Miroku are all afraid or true intimacy despite their various sexual or romantic ties. In an odd twist of fait they all end up seeing someone they thought they knew in a different light & are forced 2 re-evaluate their views on love & relationships. Once all the players have encountered one other and realize they have pre-existing relationships with other people in this small group it becomes complicated. As each person tries to figure out exactly who and what they want, the lines between friendship love and commitment become blurred. All in all it as a complex tale of self discovery and lessons in love
Rating: NC -17 for language & adult content
Pairing(s): Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, Miroku…not necessarily in that order & with quite a bit of bed hopping to boot! ^_^
Feedback: feel free 2 let me know what u think! All reviews are appreciated but not demanded! If u want to leave a review great if not I hope u enjoy the fic & appreciate u reading just the same!
Characters: mostly listed above with a few additions.
Betas: I'd like 2 take a min 2 thank my newest bets 4 helping me out so quickly! To all those that offered me help in the past… if ur still interested please do contact me again (sigh) crazy as it sounds I’m actually doing rewrites on completed fics as well as new chaps of several in progress, I even have a few new ones brewing (shakes head) I know! Anyway before I totally drown the fabulous people willing 2 help me I’m all about outsourcing some of the bulk 2 grammar nitpicks w/free time. Ok that’s it no more shameless begging. Enjoy.
I still don’t own Inuyasha or any related characters. Are you happy now cuz I'm not
.
.
.
Inuyasha stood under the cascade of water his head bowed deep in thought. Rivulets of warm water rolled between his shoulder blades and lazily down the tense muscles of his toned, back as he lathered up for the third time a scowl on his face. Frustrated he attempted yet again to wash away the girl’s scent. The bewildered inuhanyou had spent the last thirty minutes trying to rid himself of the smell of her. “Damnit!” Inuyasha swore darkly as his mind wandered back to the source of the scent.
‘Kagome.’
What was it about the Higurashi girl that he couldn’t shake? Sure, she was pretty but he’d bedded prettier girls than her and their scents faded from his mind easily as he moved on to his next conquest. Inuyasha snorted at that, the Kagome he’d left glassy eyed and satiated sprawled out on Sango’s bed was much more than just another pretty face.
It was evident that the teenager he’d remembered had blossomed into a stunningly beautiful woman. A small smile lit up his face as he remembered the skinny underdeveloped teenybopper that had trailed after him in high school. Inuyasha had been aware of Kagome’s crush on him, thought it was cute how she hung around starry-eyed waiting for a bit of his attention. The mildly popular hanyou even considered taking the shy miko out once or twice, but experiences made him leery. Besides, Kagome was just a kid when he’d known her, all fourteen and fresh into puberty. Inuyasha groaned his member twitching. The woman he’d encountered several hours ago was very different from the teenage girl he’d remembered.
Earlier in the week when Sango questioned whether he’d remembered the Higurashi girl Inuyasha nodded a slow grin curving the corners of his mouth. The adult dog demon still had vivid memories from high school of the bashful priestess. Kagome had been the subject of his early morning fantasies on and off for years. Inuyasha’s desire for the fiery miko was his dirty little secret. Not even Sango knew the full extent of his craving for the vivacious shrine maiden. He sighed heavily as his senses recalled the striking priestess in graphic detail.
Flashback
Dog demons never forget a scent, his nose twitched when she entered the room. The fragrance was the same she smelled of wildflowers and spring rain, untainted and pure just as he remembered her. Focusing his attention on the crowded entryway, Inuyasha waited for a glimpse of the slip of a girl he’d once known.
The impatient hanyou was completely unprepared for the image the young miko presented upon finally coming into view. A vision that rare, perfect mix of innocence and seduction. Her eyes the same shimmering pools of cinnamon and gold dust alight with mischief and curiosity, wholly naive yet confident in the safety of the things she’d not yet known. Kagome’s angelic face gave no hint to her true age lightly pinked cheeks and glossy nude lips made her appear no more than a girl of seventeen. Her raven tresses had grown from the shoulder length waves and unruly bangs to long silky tendrils of luminous silk. The smooth lush strands cascaded down the young woman’s back skimming over her bare shoulders and settling just above the dip in her spine.
Inuyasha’s eyes followed inky locks to the curve of her backside. Not that Inuyasha considered himself an ‘ass man’ outright but, he had to admit that the shapely young priestess did have one of the finest he’d ever seen. His eyes darted appreciatively between the unsuspecting miko and his childhood companion. Kagome was definitely one of the top five, Sango’s being the most exquisite bar none. Inuyasha had never seen a more perfect ass than that of the lithe exterminator and he’d seen plenty. The well-formed taijiya owed her drool worthy derriere to genetics and her dauntless physical training. There wasn’t a fitness instructor alive that could hold a candle to her tightly toned flawlessly shaped backside. Smooth and round with just the right amount of jiggle.
Inuyasha’s eyes drifted back to the girl standing near the door nervously nibbling her bottom lip. No visible panty line meant she was wearing either a thong or nothing at all. He groaned shifting a bit at the possibility of finding the bare skin of Kagome’s exposed femininity shielded only by the thin layer of her silk dress. Ignoring the dull ache starting in his loins Inuyasha sucked in a lung full of air. Eyes glowing brightly he hungrily took in the sight of the stunning shrine priestess. Slowly he scanned the curves of her voluptuous body. The flare of her hips, the slight narrowing of her waist to the swell of her full breasts. A low rumble started in Inuyasha’s chest as his demon blood surged to the surface urging him to touch her, taste her, and take her! He blinked, tapping down the heated demand of his father’s bloodline in favour of the sedate reasoning of his mother’s. Inuyasha was mentally recalling the details of his intricate plan to seduce the innocent miko when the angry vibrating form of his conscience, better known as Sango obstructed the view of his current object of lust.
End Flashback
Inuyasha yipped as a jolt of pain sent him crashing back to the present. Opening his eyes, he glanced down at the hardened length encircled tightly in his right hand noting the thin rivulets of blood trickle from the small pricks in the delicate flesh. Inuyasha flexed his fingers loosening his strangled grip on the sensitive appendage. Sighing resolutely, the aroused hanyou resumed the act of self-pleasure. Inhaling deeply Inuyasha realized that he could still smell the faintest hint of the alluring miko’s fragrance. Tilting his head up the frustrated hanyou closed his eyes and let the water rain down on him in hopes of cleansing the remaining traces of the tantalizing young woman from his mind. Inuyasha sighed, a frustrated exhalation of air. His body wouldn’t let him forget the feel of Kagome, soft and warm as she squirmed beneath him. Inuyasha groaned his erection stiffening further at the thought of her. The sound of Kagome moaning his name while his tongue delved into her warm depths echoed in his mind while his clawed fingers caressed his turgid length. Inuyasha rolled his eyes as a disgusted growl welled up in his chest. It had been some time since the handsome demi-demon had been forced to tend to his needs. Remembering that he never was very good at this sort of thing Inuyasha decided to pay a late night visit to the one woman, he’d trusted to ease his sexual tension since puberty.
‘Sango’
She’d been the one constant thing in Inuyasha’s life. The girl knew all of his secrets even the ones he tried to keep from her. Sango was the most important woman in his life, the only woman in his life for the past several years. The feisty taijiya had been his best friend for so long it was hard to remember a time without her and even harder to believe that she’d tried to kick his ass the when they first met. Sango had an inherent distrust of demons as a child. Understandably, so, an angry band of youkai, hell bent on revenge had wiped out her entire town. It took many years for the demon slayer community to recover from the loss of their elite fighters including Sango’s father all of whom lived in her small town. The girl and her kid brother were the only survivors, the last of their family line. Many months passed before the suspicious hanyou and the leery slayer developed a comfortable level of trust in one another, but once the bond of true friendship was formed the two became inseparable.
Inuyasha chuckled at the memory.
Shutting off the water he reached for a towel. He could hardly recall his life without Sango he’d become so accustomed to her presence. Over the years, Inuyasha had developed a platonic love for the girl. Sango was family; they were pack mates that sometimes shared a bed, a common practice and acceptable amongst canine youkai if a bit unconventional for humans. Sango had taken to the shift easily. Their relationship remained the same with the added sexual element. He and Sango were still just friends weren’t they?
Inuyasha ran his hands through his damp hair and tried to shake off the nagging feeling that he was somehow taking advantage of his best friend. He sighed shrugging on an old tee shirt and a comfortable pair of jeans. What the hell was wrong with him anyway? After all these years, why was he questioning his involvement with Sango? Why was his attraction to Kagome so strong that he was considering making room in his life for the miko?
Grabbing his keys off the kitchen counter, the conflicted hanyou made his way to the elevator of his penthouse apartment. Inuyasha wanted a distraction from his thoughts something to ease his over active mind. He checked his reflection and adjusted the rear view mirror before speeding off towards the expressway. What he needed right now was the familiar comfort of his best friend.