Forbidden Love
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Naraku/Kagome
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First Night
Chapter 4- The First Night
It was one of the worst nights of sleep Kagome had. She woke up in the middle of the night because there were no blankets; she was still in her short skirt and practically shivering. The lamp had been turned off by someone, and Kagome groped around in the dark trying to find something to keep her warm. She searched on her knees until her freezing hand came upon something soft and warm. She tugged, but it wouldn’t budge.
“Give... it… to me… mine,” she sleepily mumbled. “Cold…Mine…”
She pulled harder and heard it slide towards her with satisfaction.
“Why do you undress me?”
Kagome almost screamed with shock. With a little bit of moonlight filtering through the room she could see a dark figure sitting with his back against the wall. Naraku’s half closed eyes bored down upon hers, and Kagome realized, to her horror, that she had pulled his pants off.
Naraku moved towards her. “If you wanted me so badly you should have said so, my little Kagome.”
Kagome turned her face away, blushing at least ten shades of red, two yet unknown to mankind. Naraku cupped her chin and forcefully turned her face towards him. “Is this what you want?”
He leaned down a little, his face close enough for her to feel his warm breath against her face.
“That’s not- I mean, I was just cold and… I-I thought… it was a… a blanket… or something…” Kagome hurried back to her place on the futon, all sleep gone from her voice, yet exhaustion remained in her body. “Sumimasen!” she whispered.
He stood up, and Kagome instantly shut her eyes and blindly held out his clothes. “He-here.”
She with relief felt him take it from her and heard rustles of clothing.
He was smirking so much she could practically hear it. “Before you leave, Kagome, you’re going to ask me… you’ll beg for me.”
She shuddered and didn’t dare ask what he meant. ‘Yeah right, as if that would ever happen!’
When all was silent for a long time, Kagome timidly asked, “Are you going to stay here and… watch me sleep all night?”
Naraku paused before answering. “Something wrong with that?”
“Of course there’s something wrong with it! I can’t sleep knowing you’re watching me! And with you in the same room… I mean, you’re a male, and I’m a woman!”
“What’s your point?”
“It’s not right.”
“Are you afraid I’d try to take advantage of you?”
“Wouldn’t put it past you,” Kagome grumbled. “But that would be low, even for you.”
“Just what makes you think I’m attracted to you?”
“Psh, fine! Well I don’t think you’re all that good looking or hot either!”
“I didn’t say you do.”
“……”
“You think I’m handsome, do you not?”
“No I don’t you arrogant asshole. Shut up, I’m trying to sleep.”
Naraku chuckled lightly, watching Kagome toss and turn with amused eyes. She looked at him again.
“What is it you want now, little miko? Perhaps my undergarment?”
“No thank you, little demon,” Kagome snapped furiously. “I just didn’t know you knew how to laugh, that’s all. Good night.”
Unfortunately for Kagome, however, Naraku didn’t care whether she couldn’t sleep or not because she was cold. She lied back down and tried to ignore the fact that her captor was in the same room, just… staring at her. She huffed, cursing Naraku in her mind.
For hours she dozed in and out of sleep, rolling around and hugging her knees to her chest. Her teeth were chattering now. There seemed to be an unnatural darkness and coldness settled about the whole place. At one point, she bumped into Naraku. Kagome whimpered miserably; she was freezing to death, her ankle was killing her, her head hurt, and there seemed to be no hope at all. She didn’t move away from Naraku’s body heat so close to her. He didn’t seem bothered by this. In fact, Kagome heard him silently move around and then felt him lie down next to her. She grabbed on to his arm- she couldn’t help it, evil or not his body clothed in many layers of clothing was warm- and wiped her face against his sleeve. She hugged his arm closer to her. “I’m cold,” she sniffed.
A pair of strong arms circled around Kagome and drew her balled-up body closer to his own. Kagome was surprised to find herself pressed up against unclothed, muscular chest. She felt his arms move, and in no time she was inside Naraku’s clothes, sharing his haori, nice and warm. She felt him clamp her legs between his well toned thighs, although thankfully he kept his pants on. It was strangely comfortable, and she closed her eyes, resting her head on his arm. “Arigatou…”
It was one of the worst nights of sleep Kagome had. She woke up in the middle of the night because there were no blankets; she was still in her short skirt and practically shivering. The lamp had been turned off by someone, and Kagome groped around in the dark trying to find something to keep her warm. She searched on her knees until her freezing hand came upon something soft and warm. She tugged, but it wouldn’t budge.
“Give... it… to me… mine,” she sleepily mumbled. “Cold…Mine…”
She pulled harder and heard it slide towards her with satisfaction.
“Why do you undress me?”
Kagome almost screamed with shock. With a little bit of moonlight filtering through the room she could see a dark figure sitting with his back against the wall. Naraku’s half closed eyes bored down upon hers, and Kagome realized, to her horror, that she had pulled his pants off.
Naraku moved towards her. “If you wanted me so badly you should have said so, my little Kagome.”
Kagome turned her face away, blushing at least ten shades of red, two yet unknown to mankind. Naraku cupped her chin and forcefully turned her face towards him. “Is this what you want?”
He leaned down a little, his face close enough for her to feel his warm breath against her face.
“That’s not- I mean, I was just cold and… I-I thought… it was a… a blanket… or something…” Kagome hurried back to her place on the futon, all sleep gone from her voice, yet exhaustion remained in her body. “Sumimasen!” she whispered.
He stood up, and Kagome instantly shut her eyes and blindly held out his clothes. “He-here.”
She with relief felt him take it from her and heard rustles of clothing.
He was smirking so much she could practically hear it. “Before you leave, Kagome, you’re going to ask me… you’ll beg for me.”
She shuddered and didn’t dare ask what he meant. ‘Yeah right, as if that would ever happen!’
When all was silent for a long time, Kagome timidly asked, “Are you going to stay here and… watch me sleep all night?”
Naraku paused before answering. “Something wrong with that?”
“Of course there’s something wrong with it! I can’t sleep knowing you’re watching me! And with you in the same room… I mean, you’re a male, and I’m a woman!”
“What’s your point?”
“It’s not right.”
“Are you afraid I’d try to take advantage of you?”
“Wouldn’t put it past you,” Kagome grumbled. “But that would be low, even for you.”
“Just what makes you think I’m attracted to you?”
“Psh, fine! Well I don’t think you’re all that good looking or hot either!”
“I didn’t say you do.”
“……”
“You think I’m handsome, do you not?”
“No I don’t you arrogant asshole. Shut up, I’m trying to sleep.”
Naraku chuckled lightly, watching Kagome toss and turn with amused eyes. She looked at him again.
“What is it you want now, little miko? Perhaps my undergarment?”
“No thank you, little demon,” Kagome snapped furiously. “I just didn’t know you knew how to laugh, that’s all. Good night.”
Unfortunately for Kagome, however, Naraku didn’t care whether she couldn’t sleep or not because she was cold. She lied back down and tried to ignore the fact that her captor was in the same room, just… staring at her. She huffed, cursing Naraku in her mind.
For hours she dozed in and out of sleep, rolling around and hugging her knees to her chest. Her teeth were chattering now. There seemed to be an unnatural darkness and coldness settled about the whole place. At one point, she bumped into Naraku. Kagome whimpered miserably; she was freezing to death, her ankle was killing her, her head hurt, and there seemed to be no hope at all. She didn’t move away from Naraku’s body heat so close to her. He didn’t seem bothered by this. In fact, Kagome heard him silently move around and then felt him lie down next to her. She grabbed on to his arm- she couldn’t help it, evil or not his body clothed in many layers of clothing was warm- and wiped her face against his sleeve. She hugged his arm closer to her. “I’m cold,” she sniffed.
A pair of strong arms circled around Kagome and drew her balled-up body closer to his own. Kagome was surprised to find herself pressed up against unclothed, muscular chest. She felt his arms move, and in no time she was inside Naraku’s clothes, sharing his haori, nice and warm. She felt him clamp her legs between his well toned thighs, although thankfully he kept his pants on. It was strangely comfortable, and she closed her eyes, resting her head on his arm. “Arigatou…”