It Happened One Night
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female › Sesshōmaru/Kagome
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
13,592
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3
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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Touching You Makes Me Want To Die
Prompt 5: Sponsor Murmuring mindlessly, Kagome dug her nails into his shoulders earning a lusty growl that seemed to vibrate her entire body, taking her even higher. His chest was broad and firm, hot and smooth under her wandering hands. There were a few scars along his chest and ribs, the body of a fighter, a male who fought numerous battles and won. He filled his greedy hands with her ample breasts. Though she was human, she was magnificent. “Nearly perfect,” he thought, “Soft, smooth, firm, fragrant.” He wanted to bury himself in her, but when she tugged on the strings of his hakama, he shook his head. “No, little one,” he growled, “I want you on the forest floor.” He grabbed her hands and circled them around his neck, bringing his mouth down until the kiss was savage and stunning. “I want you under me, over me, wrapped around me.” She flushed and shivered in pleasure at the promise the words of her sponsor into the forbidden brought. Arching into him, she groaned as they tumbled to the ground She rolled over, taking a chance, and straddled him. He simply smirked at her, allowing her to do as she pleased, they both knew who was Alpha. Her lips were hungry, racing over his face and throat. She delighted in the lusty feral growl he gave her when she sucked on his pulse point, his claws digging deeply into her hips. With Inuyasha there was only a sweet ache, this ferocious and primal greed she never experienced before. She would take him, take what she wanted and ease this unbearable need. “What is going on with me?” she wondered yet again. When she arched back, the moonlight silhouetting her body, the breath froze in his lungs. He wanted with an urgency he could not remember having for anything or anyone else. Even Tetsusaiga. The desire to take, to possess, to own, surged violently in his already raging blood. He reared up, gripping her hair, and yanked her head back to expose her throat to his mouth. He was rougher than he meant to be as he pushed her back onto the forest floor. When he heard her moan of pleasure, he was surprised. “Ningen, though she may be, she is not fragile, needing to be handled as glass. Not at all like Izayoi.” Sesshomaru locked his hands in hers, her eyes dark and gleaming. Her scent was more than a provocative invitation, it was a demand.