A Blissful Hunger

“How much longer are we going to keep walking?”

“Shippo shut up. You’re not even walking, you’re riding on Kagome’s bike, so why are you complaining?” snarled a rather irritated hanyou.

“Just because I’m riding doesn’t make the rain stop!” retorted the young Kitsune.

The group had been walking for what had seemed like ages. They were all chilly, all clammy, and all rather exasperated that the pitiless rain was going on like this, and yet they still hadn’t found a place to stop and settle in for the impending night.

“Just hold out a little longer, okay Shippo?” Kagome said, patting the red heads hair softly, giving a comforting and reassuring smile.

“A little longer. Keh. That flower vender back there said there was an inn about a mile up the road. We’ve walked well over four damn miles and there still ain’t no inn!” Inuyasha growled angrily, crossing his arms and stalking down the wet dirt road.

“Inuyasha, just be patient, please. There’s no sense in getting angry because of a little rain.” Miroku stated, trying to get his friend to ease up on all of them a bit.

“A little rain? This isn’t a little rain! I’m soaking wet! Look at this!” Inuyasha yelled turning towards Miroku and demonstrating what he meant. His clothes were indeed dripping with water, and clinging to him awkwardly and seemingly uncomfortably.

“Well…” Sango interrupted, holding the tip of her hat between her thumb and forefinger, tilting it up a bit to get a good look at Inuyasha. “You wouldn’t be so wet if you’d just wear a rain hat or use one of Kagomes umbrellas.” The demon slayer had a hint of amusement in her voice. The sight of the stubborn hanyou getting his punishment for not listening made her smile.

Inuyasha growled at this, walking a few steps ahead of his friends and grunting to himself.

“Jeez, Inuyasha sure is a grouch sometimes.” Shippo said, before quietly shifting in the basket of Kagomes bicycle.



It would be another good half hour before they did reached the so called ‘nearby inn’, but once they did arrive there were no complaints, just happy and relieved sighs and rushing into rooms to get warm.

Back in her room, Kagome rummaged through her backpack searching for a change of clothes. When she found she hadn’t packed any, she growled lightly to herself. She had no intention of staying in these clothes or running around naked until they dried.

“Maybe I –“Kagome started to herself, but looked up at Miroku when he appeared at her doorway, instead of finishing her sentence.

“We’re free to stay for as long as we want!” The monk stated happily, a triumphed smile on his face.

“Oh? Well that’s great then, we can stay here till the rain settles.” Kagome said, returning to rummaging through her backpack for her shards.

“Told them there was a demon nearby, no doubt, and performed an exorcism in return for some rooms and meals.” Huffed Inuyasha, who was now leaning against the archway of Kagomes door.

“Give with one hand, take with another.” Miroku said, looking over at his drenched friend. “You really should think about drying your clothes off Inuyasha, you’ll get sick you know.”

“What’s everyone doing?” Sango asked, appearing behind both Inuyasha and Miroku, looking past them at Kagome.

“Miroku was just beaming about how he managed to; once again fool some old codgers over into thinking there was a demon lurking around the inn.” The hanyou said, grunting softly.

“Well, theoretically there is one.”

“I meant an evil one!” Inuyasha growled, shifting against the doorway.

“What’re you doing, Kagome?” Miroku asked, interrupting the other two.

“Hey guys...” Kagome said, standing up and throwing her backpack over her shoulder, holding her small jar of shards in her free hand. “I need to run back home real quick. I really should pack more clothes and towels for times like these.” She said, walking towards the door.

“You mean you’re gonna walk all the way back to the well in the rain?” Inuyasha asked, quirking a brow curiously.

“No, stupid, I’m going to take Kirara.” Kagome retorted, before turning her glance back to Sango. “If that’s alright with you, I mean.” She said, her tone of voice changing to a gentle pleading one.

“Of course Kagome, she should be back in my room.” Sango said, pointing down the hallway.

“Thank you!” Kagome said, smiling happily, hugging her friend and then walking back down the hallway to find her ride, with Sango in step behind her.

“Wait – I’ll go with you!” Miroku said, shouting after Kagome.

“Why do you want to go?” Inuyasha asked quickly, stepping in front of Miroku and questioning his motives.

“Ah, Inuyasha. I was serious about sensing the presence of another demon. Why don’t you stay here with Sango for now? It won’t take long, I promise.” The monk said a rather somber look in his eyes.

Inuyasha stared at him for a moment, taking his word for it. “…Alright. You better not try anything, though!” he shouted, watching the monk walk after Kagome and out of the inn.

About an hour later the sun had set and the clouds were disappearing from the sky, revealing the faint shimmer of stars amongst that black canvas. The humidity stuck though, making the air thick and uncomfortable. And yet Inuyasha was still waiting on the porch of the Inn for Miroku and Kagomes return back.

“Inuyasha?”

That soft silken voice interrupted his train of thought. The hanyou twitched his ears towards the footsteps behind him and turned his head to the figure behind him. What he saw made him blush and gasp gently.

There Sango stood, dressed in nothing but an off white shirt that covered her thighs, and nothing else. Her dark hair pulled back in its usual fashion when she wasn’t fighting, tied off at the end by a single white ribbon. She was beautiful, and in every aspect of grace and strength she glowed.

“Inuyasha, are you alright?” she asked, canting her head off to the side and sitting on the porch next to him.

Her scent alone made Inuyasha tingle with excitement, but to see her like this… Legs exposed, hair flowing gently over her shoulders. From this angle he could see her russet locks were damp, meaning she had just bathed. He could look down on her skin and still see the beads of water that lingered.

“Yea, of course. Why?” Inuyasha replied finally, turning his glance back towards the outside world.

“You seemed rather nervous when Kagome left with Miroku, is all.” Sango explained, leaning back on her hands.

“He did say that there was a demon near by.”

“That’s not what I meant, Inuyasha. Are you worried that Miroku may try something, or they’ll be in danger?” she asked, canting her head off to the side.

“Kagome is a big girl; she can take care of herself. As for Miroku, he’s a letch. But he wouldn’t hurt Kagome.” Inuyasha said, leaning back on his hands along with Sango.

“What if Kagome were to go to Miroku?” Sango asked, knowing she was probably prodding at a nerve.

“It’s none of my business. She can do what she wants.”

Sango looked a little shocked at this, and it was a cute look for her, Inuyasha noticed.

“B...But I though you were in love with Kagome.” Sango was feeling a little bold, and curious.

Inuyasha stared at her for a moment, his amber eyes searching her auburn ones for answer as to why she was commenting on such things. But instead of pushing her away, the hanyou opened up to the demon slayer.

“That’s the thing…” Inuyasha said, glancing back down to the porch beneath him. “I can’t help but see… Well, when I look at Kagome I see –“

“Kikyo.” Sango finished.

Inuyasha jerked his head towards her, and nodded softly. “Yes. I see Kikyo instead of Kagome… I don’t want to, but I do. And every time I do see her… I feel like my heart is being ripped out of my chest. I feel so horrible and disgusting when I do it too. It kills me to know that instead of seeing a woman who loves me, I see a different woman who did and might still love me…”

Sango nodded, seeing the pain in his eyes. “Inuyasha… I know. When I see Kohaku now… I don’t see my brother like I should. I see a servant and pawn of Naraku… I understand how you feel.”

Sango sighed, turning her body fully towards him and resting her hand on his cheek. “But you shouldn’t see yourself as disgusting. You cannot change what happened back then, and none of it was your fault. It was Naraku; your pain comes from him… As does mine. Inuyasha you’re a wonderful man, an incredible friend, and a joy to be around ever day. You have saved me so many times, and yet I have brought you back nothing but trouble. And for that I’m sorry. I’m so grateful you let me in, even after all I’ve done. I... I don’t think I would be here today, if it were not for you.”

Inuyasha could only stare at her for a moment, before he reached out and pulled Sango to him, hugging her tightly against his chest.

Sango could feel her breath leave her as he had done so, and was utterly shocked at the half demons motions. She didn’t pull away; instead she wrapped her arms around him in return, letting her hands lock at his back.

“Sango…” Inuyasha whispered, his lips pressed against her ear.

She shivered in response, her body melting at his touch. “Yes..?”

And yet, before Inuyasha could continue, he was disrupted by the clearing of the innkeeper’s throat. Both of them jerked towards the old mad in surprise, blushing furiously.

“If you two insist on giving that much affection to each other, do it inside a room where my other patrons won’t see it.” The innkeeper said his voice cold and demanding.

Both Inuyasha and Sango stood up, blushing and walking their separate ways soundlessly. Sango back to her room, and Inuyasha into his.

Sango sat on her futon, her hand held at her heart, still going over what had happened. She wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight and she didn’t mind it either. But… If she couldn’t sleep, she didn’t want to sped her night alone like this. She was a bit ashamed of it, but she wanted to be with Inuyasha right now. Standing up, she slid open her door, and made her way down the hallway to Inuyasha’s room.

Her fist was right at the door, ready to knock when the door was suddenly slid open, and she was pulled inside.

Instantly Inuyasha’s lips were pressed into her own, and he had slid the door shut again behind them. Afterwards his arms slipped around her waist, pulling her body closer to him.

Sango gasped, and soon moaned at his lips, his arms, everything. She shouldn’t be doing this, but she wanted it. She wanted him…

“Sango…” Inuyasha whispered hoarsely against her lips. “I need you… Not just your touch or your words, I need you.”

“Yes.” Sango replied, her arms locking around his neck as she pulled herself towards him again.

Before long, Inuyasha had playfully tossed her new companion down onto his futon, and climbed atop of her, kissing her neck, cheek, everything he could furiously. His hands worked gently up her legs, her thighs, and soon up her shirt and onto the flesh of her smooth stomach.

Sango groaned harshly and bucked towards his hands. This wouldn’t take long… Her hands worked at his own clothes, pulling them off of him as quickly as she could. Once his bare chest was revealed, her lips pressed against it, licking, nipping, and kissing at every inch of him she could reach.

Inuyasha gasped softly, wrapping his arms around her back and letting her sit up. He wanted to feel more of her tender flesh… And so, he’d take the hem of her shirt in his hands, and pull it up above her head quickly. Once he had it off, he pushed Sango back onto the bed, and accepted her now perky nipple into his warm mouth, moaning in doing so.

Sango twisted and moaned at this, her body trembling at his touch.

The hanyou loved the sight of her. Her athletic body writhing beneath him… Her muscles tensing with his touch, and then relaxing shortly after… “Sango…” Her groaned against her, switching back and forth at her breasts, taking his time on each one. His warm tongue rolled around her pink nipples, suckling at them lightly. Meanwhile his hands worked down between her legs, spreading her nether lips, and pushing two fingers at her clit, rubbing her rather roughly. He chuckled at the feeling of how slick she was, and her scent was driving him wild with desire…

“Inuyasha! Please… I can’t take this much more.” She groaned. “I beg of you, take me.” She moaned against his ear, shivering still.

Inuyasha smiled softly, slipping out of the rest of his clothing, his rock hard member pressing against her inner thighs, now slick with her flowing juices. Leaning up, he let the head of his shaft massage her clit teasingly, causing her to jerk beneath him. “Tell me how badly you want this, Sango. And I promise you I’ll make you scream…” he whispered into her ear.

“I… Ah… Inuyasha, I want you! I want to feel you deep inside of me.” She moaned, twisting all the more beneath him.

And that was all the hanyou needed. Instantly after she had finished talking, his cock had pushed deep inside of her warm moist inner walls, causing both of them to cry out.

Leaning down, Inuyasha pressed his lips along her neck, and finally against her own. “Wrap your legs around me…” The hanyou whispered, before shoving his tongue inside of her mouth, growling in doing so.

“Ah!” Sango groaned, shoving her hips into his own. She followed his directions, her legs wrapping around his waist.

From this angle Inuyasha could push inside of her as hard as he wanted to, and Sango could help by grinding her hips into his own. They were both on the edge, and their bodies were constricting at every ounce of pleasure, every thrust, and every groan.

Soon wanting to take control, Sango pushed her hands on Inuyasha’s shoulders and shoved him back onto the futon. At this she instinctively began to ride him, her head going back, and her ample mounds bouncing with each thrust.

“S..Sango!” Inuyasha cried out, his eyes wide with shock. But he didn’t object… Instead he groaned and twisted beneath her, letting his hands run up and down her hips. He noticed she was blushing quite a bit, and it made him smile to himself. His hands pressed against her hips, and he helped her thrust up and down atop of him, looking down to watch his shaft be swallowed by her inner walls, only to pull back up once again. “Sang, I’m going to come soon.” He groaned, loving the view he had from here.

Leaning up, he let his tongue roll over one of her breasts again, and then leant up to her lips, kissing her passionately.

“Inuyasha!” Sango cried out against his lips, her cry was muffled though. Her climax hit her, and she jerked and writhed atop of him, her nails bearing down onto his shoulders. That warm liquid flowed atop of his throbbing member, still buried deep inside of her.

Inuyasha groaned at the feeling of her wall constricting around his shaft, setting off his own climax. That white hot liquid poured inside of her, but was rushed back down with her own liquids hitting him. He was panting and groaning, watching her atop of him. How he loved seeing her like this…

It wasn’t before long that Sango was falling limp against his chest, and Inuyasha falling limp against his futon. They were covered in sweat, and they both smelled strongly of their pervious intimacy.

“I…Inuyasha that was wonderful…” Sango whispered against his neck, snuggling into his chest.

“Yea, it was wonderful. You’re wonderful, Sango.” He whispered against her ear, wrapping his arms around her back and pulling her tightly towards him.

They both panted still, resting in each others arms, trying their hardest to regain any strength they had left in their tired and worn out bodies.

“I…I probably should be...heading back to my room.” Sango mumbled, calling upon the last of her energy to help bring her up.

But Inuyasha wouldn’t allow her to sit up or walk away, for his soon tackled her back onto the futon, and snuggled his body into hers. “No… Sango stay with me, at least for tonight.” He mumbled tiredly against the flesh of her neck.

Sango was a little surprised by this, but smiled after a few moments and nodded to him. “Yes... Of course I will.” She mumbled, her arms wrapping around him, and pulling his head onto her chest. Her slender fingers worked gently along his perky ears.

“Thank you.” Inuyasha muttered almost incoherently, wrapping his arms protectively around her.

Sango could only moan in response, as well deserved sleep began to take her over, as well as Inuyasha. They rested peacefully in the comfort and enjoyment, sleeping soundlessly in each others arms.