Sweetest Sin

Warnings: Yuri, Violence, Strong Language (It might be a good time to remind you I am a female homosexual the yuri is probably going to be more explicit then any yaoi I will ever write. The only time I will write from uke point of view is when I am describing the seme no more then that.)

Chapter Four

Learning the weapon of love

It took three days for all the wounds to be healed enough for them to move on. There was still some pain involved but it wasn’t more then they could deal with. The uneasy truce between the dog demons and the wolf continued to build. They would never be able to adequately fight with each other instead of against each other if they didn’t have a small measure of trust. The brothers had proved during the previous battle they could fight together when necessary but it had to become second nature for all of them.

It didn’t help matters that the group was split pretty evenly with strong fighters and not so strong fighters. They could not afford to have half of their number unable to defend themselves if something happened to the others. The solution to the problem presented itself fairly easily. They would pair off and train together to gain both skills and trust in one another. There was nothing better than actually seeing one another’s abilities to inspire confidence in them.

The match ups were never openly decided the companions just seemed to gravitate towards the right pairing for them. Sango found herself training with Kagome. Surprisingly the monk and the wolf paired together as well. The brothers had already agreed to train together however reluctantly Inuyasha had been before. Shippo and Kirara were left to watch from the side lines, although the neko did help Shippo out with stealth and tracking. The fire cat had effectively adopted the young fox demon as much as any of the humanoid members of the group had. When the others had time they worked with Shippo so the little demon could defend himself if things went bad as they tended to do around Naraku.

It was a clear but chilly morning, autumn was just around the corner and soon winter would rear its ugly head. The group had found a group of caves suitable for their headquarters while they trained to fight Naraku. Well actually Kouga had led them to it they were on the outskirts of his territory. The surrounding area had everything they needed including a small river with hot springs, and a large open field good for practicing some of their more destructive powers.

Smack… Thwack… Clang… Thud… “Damn!”

“You need to move faster, you have speed as well as strength don’t forget it.”

“Bastard! You just love this don’t you?”

“I’m not the bastard here, and since you asked yes I’m enjoying this. Improve faster and I will enjoy it even more.”

“My parents were mated as you well know, and I am improving.”

“Sesshomaru and Inuyasha are at it again I’m guessing?” Kouga asked as the sounds from the nearby field reaching his demon enhanced senses indicated the brothers wanted some early morning activity to warm up their blood.

“Yep,” Shippo piped up from his place nestled against Kirara.

“How many times has Inuyasha went down this morning?” He asked with a laugh.

“Only three, he really is improving. Do you know how Sesshomaru is doing it? Inuyasha can be incredibly stubborn if he wants to be. And it didn’t sound like he wanted to do this in the first place.” Miroku said from inside the mouth of their sleeping cave. No one missed the amusement lacing his voice. They all found it hilarious that the hanyou who had bested so many demons before was now being tossed to the ground, regularly.

“Sesshomaru played on Inuyasha’s weak point, his pride. He is getting Inuyasha to improve simply by proving to be stronger than Inuyasha. I hate to admit it, but they are actually pretty evenly matched. The only reason Inuyasha loses so much is he lets Sesshomaru’s taunts get to him. His anger is the worst thing a warrior can have. He jumps into fights blindly. Once he learns to control himself Sesshomaru might find himself meeting the dirt a few times as well.” Kouga said in answers to Miroku’s comment about the hanyou improving.

“Well monk ready for another spar? I think those two have the right idea we don’t have much time before we have to go to Naraku and get the girl.” Kouga asked. Miroku didn’t answer he just dragged himself from his comfortable position and followed the wolf demon out of the camp.

“Sango, do you think we should practice some too, after I get Shippo fed of course?” Kagome said from where she was tending to a simmering pot of soup she was preparing for the group.

“Sounds like a good idea. Do you need any help with that?” Sango asked.

“Could you pass the salt and pepper, this could use a little more of both?” Kagome asked and the two girls finished preparing the soup. “Go on you, have something to eat. We will be back soon with the others. Kirara can you keep an eye on him?” Kagome said to the two demons dozing in the morning sun.

It didn’t take two seconds before Shippo was up attacking his food like he hadn’t eaten in weeks. Kirara nodded her head to the miko and followed the demon staying far enough away to avoid the droplets of broth Shippo was producing as he ate. She took up sentry on a nearby rock outcropping that gave her a good view of the surrounding area and any other possible danger.

The two women followed the trail of the men to come to the field. They claimed a section for their own use and began practicing their aim with their respective weapons. Targets had been set up by them on previous trips to the field all they had to do was try and hit them. Out of the corner of their eyes they were able to watch the other two pairs practicing.

There was a cloud of dust that must have once been Miroku and Kouga. Miroku was using his wind tunnel trying to capture Kouga while he used his speed to avoid it. The girls could tell Miroku was nervous about this exercise his other hand was constantly at the ready to put the binding prayer beads back over the hand if Kouga wasn’t fast enough. They all knew this was Kouga’s way of getting the monk to feel comfortable using his gift/curse. It was only a weapon if it could be controlled and always before this the fear controlled the monk in its use.

To the right of Miroku and Kouga, Inuyasha and Sesshomaru were sparring. They could see the transformed Tetsusaiga clash with Tokijin over and over again. It really was true the brothers’ strength was evenly matched. They saw Sesshomaru speak but weren’t close enough to hear what he said, but it had to be something pretty bad because it caused Inuyasha to charge forward in rage. A quick move by Sesshomaru and they actually heard Inuyasha yell, “Fuck!”

He had met the dirt… again. He was really beginning to dislike this training nonsense. Of course he was too proud to admit he had gotten better. It took Sesshomaru longer every match to get Inuyasha into a rage. He was thrown to the ground a lot less often than in the beginning but still it hurt damn it!

“We should get their attention its getting late and I don’t think they have eaten yet.” Kagome said to the older woman after a few hours of practice. The sun was reaching its pinnacle meaning the hour was near noon.

“I think your right, especially Inuyasha and Sesshomaru I don’t know how long they have been going at it. Miroku and Kouga can’t be fairing much better its taking a lot out of them to do that.” Sango answered.

When the girls finally got the males attention they headed back towards the cave where food was waiting for them. Kirara was in the same place she had been when Kagome and Sango left. Shippo was napping, again, in the shade of the caves. They all ate their meal quickly but not quite as messily as Shippo.

“Inuyasha we are running low on some supplies. I think the rest of the stocks can hold out for awhile Kaede was generous, but we are nearly out of meat.” Kagome said as they finished up the soup.

“W hat do you think Sesshomaru, Kouga are you two feeling up to a hunt?” Inuyasha asked the other two canines.

“I could use the chance to stretch my legs out in my other form,” Sesshomaru answered in the affirmative.

“I could use the chance as well.” Kouga also answered.

“I didn’t know you had another form?” Miroku asked the wolf demon.

“Most full blooded demon’s do. I don’t know enough hanyous to know if they have other forms or not.” He answered.

“Do you think you could transform Inuyasha?” Kouga asked him.

“I haven’t tried I always assumed I wouldn’t be able to.” Inuyasha said. “I do undergo a partial transformation when I am parted from Tetsusaiga but I go mad with blood lust I don’t think it is a same thing.”

“That actually depends on something Inuyasha, do you control your demon half or does it control you?” Sesshomaru asked.

“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked his stoic older brother.

“He basically asked if you fear it or give in to it completely, both of those options will cause even a pure blood demon to go into blood lust if the situation calls for it. It sounds to me like all you need to learn is control.” Kouga said giving information to the hanyou now that he wouldn’t have even dreamed of saying before this truce occurred.

“I can try to help you with that as well, it would be useful if we had another demon able to transform in the group.” Sesshomaru said dismissively sounding almost bored about a prospect that was completely shocking Inuyasha.

He would have to have a discussion with his half brother about that it seemed as if every time he turned around Sesshomaru was delivering yet another shocking surprise. He wondered if it was a deliberate thing or if Sesshomaru assumed Inuyasha already knew these things when he didn’t have the chance to learn.

“Well if we want to go hunting tonight I suggest we get as much practice in as we can today. I don’t think we can wait much longer than a week before we have to go after Rin.” Inuyasha said to cover the awkward moment.

“I agree lets go.” Sesshomaru answered for the rest of the group rising gracefully and following Inuyasha they returned to their spot in the clearing.

The other adults followed suit and returned to their earlier pursuits. Shippo woke up just as they were leaving and was able to convince Kirara to carry him to the edge of the field so he could watch. She only let the demon onto her back because she knew her mistress and friend was out there where Shippo wanted to go.

He was closest to where Inuyasha and Sesshomaru were at and what he saw surprised him. He saw Inuyasha place Tetsusaiga carefully on the ground and take off the red fire rat haori and the creamy undershirt. It looked to Shippo like he was planning on doing something that he didn’t want to go through the hassle of fixing the clothing afterwards.

Inuyasha then straightened back up and faced his older half brother who had also removed his upper clothing leaving him bare chested. Both brothers were heavily muscled but it was lean in quality leaving them with smooth yet rock hard limbs and chiseled abs. Even the loss of his arm could not detract from the almost feminine beauty that was Sesshomaru, and the hanyou, though slightly more masculine in appearance, rivaled him in looks just as he rivaled him in strength.

They were going to practice controlling their demons, well Inuyasha was. Sesshomaru was going to be ready to transform just in case Inuyasha lost control. The only problem was Inuyasha had never transformed before unless his life or the life of his friends were in danger. They didn’t know if he could call the transformation if he tried, or if they would have to fight to get his youkai to come out and play.

Sesshomaru carefully coached Inuyasha on how to reach his inner demon. When Inuyasha finally felt what Sesshomaru had been describing it was unusual to say the least. It felt as though there was a creature chained within him straining at its bounds. He described the feeling to Sesshomaru who knew what the problem was.

“Inuyasha your mind has trapped the demon within you. You fear it don’t you, or more likely you fear what you would do if the beast was unchained. Remember stay in control bend it to your will. Our father was one of the strongest demons of his era use the strength within your blood. Call to the creature, become its master.” He said evenly. He circled his brother as he whispered those words into the two furry ears on the top of his head.

Inuyasha relaxed and did as he was instructed. At first when he released the demon inside him it felt like any other time he had transformed. He smelled the blood pumping strongly through many veins and he wanted it.

Sesshomaru watched as Inuyasha’s eyes turned red and a jagged stripe appeared on each check and for the first time marking appeared on the hanyou’s body. His claws and fangs lengthened into deadly tools of destruction. He saw his brother slowly lose the battle over the demon as all emotion was wiped from his features. “Fight it Inuyasha it can not harm anything if you control it.” he said over and over again into the hanyous ears.

Sesshomaru’s voice broke through to Inuyasha by some stroke of luck. He started fighting again regaining some control over himself, enough to keep him from hurting his friends but not enough to stop himself wanting to do it. He struggled with the demon for a while longer until his body was drenched in sweat. He was more exhausted than he had ever been in his life.

Finally he felt something being thrust into his hands, Tetsusaiga. With the sword back in his possession the demon retreated back to its cage for now and Inuyasha was left sprawled in the dirt panting like the dog he was.

“You did well Otouto, you will need to practice more. Maybe it would help if we weren’t so close to other things. After the hunt tonight I suggest we go further down the cave system and practice out of the way of every one else.” Sesshomaru said as he let Inuyasha catch his breath.

“I think you’re right this time. I almost lost it several times. I couldn’t bare it if I hurt any one of the group. Are you sure you even want to be around when I do this?” Inuyasha asked once he had cooled the burning pain in his lungs some.

“I have to be, I am the only one who knows enough about Inu Youkai to help you control your demon. Plus I know how to fight you if you do succumb to your demon. The others don’t have that luxury. I wouldn’t be surprised if Kouga could subdue you but I wouldn’t bet on it either. You have improved remarkably we just have to work on that temper of yours.” Sesshomaru said all this in a low voice like he was talking to himself more then he was telling it to Inuyasha.

“Then what are we waiting for let us grab Kouga and go hunting for the camp then we can move out and practice.” Inuyasha said decisively. Sesshomaru just followed the hanyou shaking his head imperceptivity, since when was Inuyasha an alpha?

They interrupted Kouga and Miroku’s practice to go off hunting. Just as the sun dipped below the horizon, the two full blooded demons shifted gratefully into their larger more imposing forms. Inuyasha took the time to look each of them over to memorize their shapes.

Sesshomaru was as imposing as ever as the great silver dog. He didn’t even appear to be hindered in the slightest by the loss of his foreleg. He was just as agile as ever but it had been two years since that incident he had plenty of time to practice without it. He was a beautiful humanoid demon but his dog form was an exceptional show of good blood. His silver coat shone beneath the moon light radiating back the beautiful rays. Hidden within the silver were the demon marking adorning his body solid stripes of blue colored fur denoted these markings. His eyes had turned crimson with the release of his youkai.

Kouga was every bit as striking but he was the darkness to Sesshomaru’s light. His black fur seemed to absorb every ray of light the moon bestowed on him. He carried his own demon markings as stripes of deep red. He was able to cover the markings on his humanoid body with the clothing he wore. This allowed him more freedom of movement in human society then Sesshomaru who had his markings on his face for everyone to see. He was also slightly bigger than the dog demon with ears and muzzle more pointed.

Inuyasha heard a few deep growls interspersed with yips and barks coming from Sesshomaru. Surprisingly he understood it and figured it must be Inu Youkai language.

“Try to transform beneath the moon see what will happen.” Was what the demon dog was saying.

“I’ll try,” Inuyasha managed to hide his shock when that came out as a series of yips. He had left Tetsusaiga at the camp figuring he wouldn’t need it. There was nothing stopping him from getting to his inner demon so with that thought in mind.

He closed his eyes and dug down within himself to the place he had been earlier that day. He found the creature their but it was altered from the earlier battle. It seemed to have a more definite shape instead of just a feeling of power and strength. Instead of releasing all the bounds on his demon at once he released it one mental chain at a time letting himself become adjusted to the influx of power flowing through his body. He harnessed the strength building in his blood. His instincts carried him through the rest of the changeover. He directed that power to his physical body instead of just in his mind. With that happening the dog demon within him began to change the human body into its own likeness.

Kouga and Sesshomaru watched as Inuyasha struggled to let the change happen slowly. They both remembered their first transformation. The demon within them was fighting the feeling of being trapped. It did not yet know how to coexist with the humanoid body. This just meant that the first few transformations and the virgin one in particular was incredibly painful. From what their memories told them the hanyou was taking it remarkably well when only a small whimper escaped his lips.

Slowly his arms and legs shifted until he was down on for legs his hands and feet converting to paws. His face and body was shifting at an incredibly slow rate. His muzzle pressed out, teeth lengthen and sharpened, as his chest deepened and his back curved to accommodate the now growing tail. Fur started to sprout and cover this new body as his total size increased. Soon he was lying on his belly catching his breath for the second time that day.

He was too tired for the moment to take stock of his new form but the other two were surprised. For starters Inuyasha was big, bigger then Sesshomaru and rivaling Kouga. His muscle and bone structure was heavier then Sesshomaru making him the bigger demon in both height and breadth. His coloring was snow white rather than Sesshomaru’s silver. He even had the two turquoise stripes on his muzzle and four traveling down the back of his neck running down his spine until about the middle of his back where they split off two going down each side only to meet back together on his stomach. Each of his paws was encircled with a ring of turquoise making it look like he was wearing bracelets. His eyes were had also turned crimson but this time there wasn’t a hint of madness in those eyes. This really was Inuyasha completely transformed for the first time.

He finally caught his breath and was able to inspect his new form. He found he loved the feeling of power waiting to be unleashed from within his heavy muscles. He wanted to run and he didn’t feel the need to stop himself. Growling out his intentions to Sesshomaru he fled the clearing where they had transformed. He found out that running on four legs wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be especially when there was the tail to consider. It threw him off balance more often then not until he learned to use it as a counter balance. By that time he felt like he was flying over the earth his paws touched the ground so little.

In the fast lope he had started up there was a period of time during each stride when all four paws rose off the ground at the same time and it was in those moments that Inuyasha truly flew. After a solid hour of just running he finally slowed his pace and remembered why they were out in the first place.

Sesshomaru and Kouga were not far behind Inuyasha, so they caught up with him quickly. When Inuyasha saw them he let out one long howl. It was a sound full of jubilation and triumph, as well as the call to hunt. The other two were not sure if Inuyasha was aware that by calling the hunt and if other answered his call and followed him he was declaring himself the alpha of a pack. Before this point in time their little pack had been without a definite alpha.

Kouga already held the title of alpha to his own pack and therefore couldn’t challenge for leadership of this one. Sesshomaru was the only other demon capable of challenging Inuyasha and he found himself backing down. His body was a uke and the mindset that went with that told him not to become the alpha male of a pack.

His demon had a strong wish to pass on its genes just like the many generations before it. If he was an alpha no other Youkai would be strong enough to father pups on him. The seme had to be stronger then him it was just how his body worked wanting the best pups, demons were very picky when it came to mates. His inner demon was forcing him to submit to his younger, half human brother. He thought he should be incredibly angry at this turn of events but found he didn’t mind it as much as he should have.

With these thoughts pacifying both halves of himself Sesshomaru let Inuyasha lead the hunt and claim the status of alpha. If he was truly honest with himself he already knew Inuyasha was destined to be an alpha. All the parts of his personality including his anger were exactly what an alpha needed. He still had problems controlling these emotions but when he did his brother would become one hell of an alpha. This though made his inner demon nearly start to purr leaving Sesshomaru confused as to what it could mean.

The three demons continued to hunt long into the night. Several deer were unwise enough to cross their path were brought down. It would be plenty to last them until they had to find Rin.

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The three demons had just left the camp when Sango saw Kagome rummaging through one of her bags. “What are you looking for Kagome?” She asked curiously.

“My soap and shampoo I thought it might be nice to take a bath without worrying about the guys watching me.” Kagome explained, directing a quick glance over to Miroku who was already fast asleep from the hard day of training.

“Mind if I join you?” Sango asked.

“Of course not,” Kagome replied as she finally found the missing items at the very bottom of the bag. They walked down to the hot springs in silence drinking in the beauty of the night around them. Undressing they were able to fully see the damage the many battles had left on the body of the other.

When the warm water ran over them hiding the numerous scars from view they started talking.

Sango was leaning back against one of the rocks at the edge of the pool when she felt Kagome come towards her. The younger woman sat down next to her resting her back on the same rock. Then Kagome asked a question. “Sango, exactly how old are you?” She asked curiously. The woman bore more scars on her then most of the group combined.

“I am twenty years old, why do you want to know?” Sango asked opening her eyes enabling herself to look at Kagome.

“You were only eighteen when you joined us? How did you learn to fight so well so fast?” Kagome asked more questions despite Sango’s question. Sango actually looked at Kagome and realized they had all over looked something about the miko. She had done a lot of growing up in the two years they had been searching for the shikon jewel shards.

“You were only fifteen then and look how much you were able to learn in just two years. I learned in basically the same way I just started training sooner. I was only eleven when I begged my family to teach me the art of demon slaying. I have been learning and practicing ever since then. I am glad I did. If I had waited until the usual age of 16 to learn the art I would not have been strong enough to survive until now and possibly gain revenge for my lost tribe and family.” Sango said as Kagome began lathering her own hair with the shampoo. She was struggling a bit with it. Her worst wound from the battle had been a deep cut to her shoulder it still gave her trouble when she had to reach up higher then shoulder level.

Seeing Kagome in pain Sango silently took the bottle from Kagome’s hands and commenced helping the girl wash her waist length hair. Kagome couldn’t believe how good this simple act felt to her. She heaved a small sigh of pleaser at the feelings coursing through her at Sango’s touch.

Sango was completely startled by the next question. “Sango why is it you never react to Miroku’s, or any other males for that matter, affections?”

Sango was not really sure it was a good time to answer that question. She knew the answer to it, but also knew it wasn’t a commonly accepted thing among their kind. It was an awkward kind of place for this answer if Kagome reacted badly; Kagome was practically sitting in her lap. Then Sango thought about Kagome’s reaction to her touch so decided to take a chance.

“Because I have never been interested in males, there was a point in time when I was in love with the idea of being with a male, but I have gotten over that idea.” She answered quietly.

Sango was glad to see Kagome wasn’t flipping out… yet. She also saw the brewing questions on the young woman’s face. “Is um… well… is that kind of thing common?” Kagome asked her face turning beet red. That let Sango knew she might be correct in her thinking.

“Among demons, very common, but not among humans, I grew up around both demons and humans. I saw how the demons behaved and didn’t think anything wrong of it. That was until I was about 14 and two boys in my village were found to be in a romantic relationship. They weren’t kicked out or anything like that but they weren’t welcome either. They were outcasts among their own kind. When I began to realize I looked at men and woman differently then the other girls my age I hid it. I didn’t even admit it to myself that it was the case. That is the time period I mentioned about falling in love with the idea of being with a man.” Sango explained.

“Why tell me now?” Kagome asked breathlessly unconsciously leaning back against Sango.

“You did ask, and with so many demons who love the way I do around I felt safe enough to say something, besides I think I am not the only one like this here am I?” Sango asked.

“No you are not,” Kagome said going red again.

“One thing I don’t get is why you were always pinning after Inuyasha?” Sango asked.

“Didn’t you figure it out already? Inuyasha is homosexual. I figured that out very soon after I met him. He never said anything about it but I could still tell. I knew he wouldn’t say yes to me so I was safe. I never wanted anyone to find out. It isn’t accepted much more in my time then here. How did you know?” She asked softly as she leaned back further.

“I just learned what to look for. It is fairly simple to find that out about someone. I am surprised you didn’t say anything to me sooner although I understand why you didn’t if you were protecting your own secret.” Sango replied as she started washing her own hair.

Kagome decided to return the favor and helped Sango, getting a surprise at gaining a nearly identical sigh escaping from the demon slayer. She didn’t know what caused that reaction but something about the combination of the special attention being paid to you and the pleasurable touch caused the body to react strongly.

Rinsing out the shampoo from their hair they cleaned the other off caringly. The sharing of secrets had brought them ever closer together. The gentle caresses and lingering touches were intoxicating to the senses. They finished off their bath by carefully drying each others bodies with the soft towels they had brought down with them.

The addicting, beautiful, slightly tense, atmosphere was shattered by a deep howl. It was filled with pure jubilation and pride. “That isn’t Sesshomaru I would know his howl anywhere.” Sango said.

“Then it’s probably Kouga.” Kagome said dismissively snuggling closer into Sango’s side.

“No that’s an Inu’s voice, the two dialects are very different. I wouldn’t worry about it you know those three wouldn’t have gone far.” Sango said reassuringly holding Kagome closer.

Kagome was finding Sango’s sweet scent almost unbearably sensitizing. She didn’t know Sango was experiencing the same feelings. Sango could feel Kagome’s body tense as she held her and was able to distinguish the cause.

“You are not alone anymore Kagome,” She whispered and pressed a single light kiss to Kagome’s forehead.

The younger of the pair gasped at he feeling and turned her face up a few inches to look into Sango’s eyes. Cautious to the point of being achingly slow the two moved together although they could never recall afterwards having to think about moving. Their lips met in a chaste kiss the first time. Drawing apart once more Sango’s eyes were filled with serene contentment and Kagome’s with pleasant surprise and a slight hint of… anticipation.

The next kiss wasn’t so innocent and it sent more shock waves of feeling down Sango’s spine. She could feel the innocence in Kagome’s kiss but she could also sense the building fire within the younger woman’s eyes. Sango was willing to go as fast or as slow as Kagome needed and it looked like slow was not going to be an option.

The next kiss Sango began to dominate the exchange. Kagome wasn’t complaining this turn of events. There was one heart wrenching moment when Sango slowly slid Kagome’s body towards the ground. Kagome’s breath caught in her throat and fear shown in her eyes. Sango was backing away when she felt Kagome’s arms pulling her down more. Never breaking the kiss Kagome was able to show Sango the fear was not directed at her.

Sango just let her eyes drink in Kagome’s pale flesh before doing anything else. The woman’s chest was heaving with unchecked passion. Her dark hair was still damp and surrounded her face like a halo. Her eyes were glazed with the amount of sensations running through her body. Kagome was blessed with a body that curved in all the right places. She had developed some decent muscles in their quest for the shards, so her body was now soft to the eyes but smooth and firm to the touch. The pale skin held a few scars and nearly healed wounds.

Sango knew she was looking at beauty personified if only she knew that Kagome was observing her in the same way. Her body was more heavily muscled then Kagome’s the defined muscles clearly visible underneath her skin. Her skin was crisscrossed with scars both old and new. She was lithe and graceful, her body lean and softly curved. Her dark hair reached her hips and now shielded the lovers like a curtain. Her eyes were focused on Kagome making sure she was doing everything possible to make this a beautiful time for the young woman.

Knowing she was taking up too much time just looking Sango leaned down again and kissed Kagome with more fire and passion than you could ever hope to experience. It was returned with joy. Sango wound one hand into Kagome’s and used the other to turn Kagome into a puddle of sensations.

Sango could sense the building heat within the miko and continued with what she had been doing at a slightly faster pace. That’s when Kagome wrapped her arms around Sango running her fingers lightly across the demon slayers back. Her pale legs found themselves around Sango’s back.

Sango felt the waves of her own passion building to a crescendo at the same rate as Kagome, the woman beneath her making small cries, beautiful moans, and a myriad of other satisfying sounds. These soft sounds of encouragement were all that Sango needed to bring both their passions to the pinnacle.

The afterglow of the first eruption was strong enough to still both of them for a long moment Kagome wrapped tightly in Sango’s arms. They continued to make each others bodies sing long into the night, their passions getting fiercer as time went on. Neither of them noticed that a few of the healing wounds on both of them had begun to break open again, filling the air with the scent of their mixed blood.

Not long before dawn they finally rose from where they had been making love and rinsed off once more in the hot springs. Dressing quickly they ran back to the caves hoping their activities had not attracted attention, namely from one lecherous monk.