A Cold Cold Night

It had been a, exceptionally chilly night, and so Sango had had a good reason to sleep close to Kagome and not look suspicious. They were in Kaede’s village, and Kaede had insisted that Shippou stay with her because she ‘needed to have a word’ with him and that he shouldn’t awaken Kagome and Sango when he returned. But Sango had noticed the little discreet but knowing look the old woman sent towards her, and Sango couldn’t help but wonder what the old woman was planning to go with all of this.


The men were sleeping in a different hut, close enough for comfort but far enough so that Kagome and her had been able to laugh and talk together without fear that the hanyou would be able to listen in on them.

Kaede had given Kagome something for her sore muscles—which she had warned Kagome would make her sleepy and probably dream weird things. True to Kaede’s word, Kagome had fallen asleep early, leaving Sango free to watch her angelic face as she slept.


Kagome’s low groaning caught her attention, and Sango wondered what was happening in the other woman’s dreams. She leaned in closer, trying to hear what Kagome was whispering in her sleep, but it was too low for her to hear—and anyway—being that close to Kagome’s face had caused her to forget why she’d leaned in to begin with.


Suddenly Kagome’s foggy eyes blinked open and she blinked some more, trying to clear her vision. “Sango-sama?”


Being this close to Kagome—and the fact that she’d called her by an endearment—caused Sango to lose control. Before Kagome could even speak, Sango was straddling her and had descended her mouth down to devour the miko’s soft lips.

The feeling of Kagome’s shy lips moving willingly on hers caused a thrill to rush through Sango’s body. This was too much…too good to be true. She slipped her tongue into Kagome’s mouth and swallowed the moan that elicited from her friend. And Sango’s hands hadn’t been useless all this time, no, they had been unbuttoning the girl’s school-shirt, watching in fascination as her pink bra came into view. Unhooking it from the front, pulled her mouth away from the miko’s watching her glorious breasts, before descending her mouth on one of the breasts.


Kagome cried out with the new and exquisitely torturous sensations that ran down her body like lightning, and pooled in her nether regions, fueling moans and groans from her as she threw her head back and tightly closed her eyes. “S—S—San--.” But she didn’t have the strength in her voice as her body began growing in heat, and her passion rose. Kagome’s hands buried themselves in her friend’s hair, arching her back to give Sango better access.


Sango playfully bit down around Kagome’s nipple, but didn’t do so hard enough to break the untainted skin. A smirk covered her face when she heard Kagome cry out her name. Flicking her tongue over the rock hard pink bud, she used her free hand to begin pushing away at the sheets that covered Kagome. “You don’t know how much I want you.” She whispered huskily as she began to slowly lick around the tortured breasts.


“You do?” Was Kagome’s breathy question.


“Yes, Kagome, I do.” Her licks began to descend in direction, and she smiled evilly as Kagome’s stomach muscles rippled at the touch of her wet tongue, which was drawing small circles…slowly going lower, and lower, until she’d reached Kagome’s navel.


“S—Sango--.”


“Shh, my love.” Sucking on the navel, Sango began to thrust her tiny pink tongue inside of it three times, giving her lover a hint of what she soon planned on doing with that tongue.


Kagome groaned when Sango slowly parted her thighs and went to sit between them. She was about to say something, anything, when she felt fingers brushing softly against her clit, causing her to cry out. Never had she been so aroused, so sensitive and slick that a mere touch would cause her to wither. Before she could tell Sango this, Kagome lost her breath as those talented fingers began teasing her clit ruthlessly, causing her body to wither in animalistic pleasure. “Sango!” She cried when she felt a finger enter her without warning. Her eyes rolled back momentarily as pleasure filled her body, and groaning as Sango added another finger.


It was hard for Sango to wait for Kagome to adjust to having both fingers inside of her, while having her clit tortured, but the woman did her best to be patient. After all, this was her wish come true, and she didn’t want Kagome and her first time to be painful for the beautiful woman. Sango wanted this experience to be something that Kagome would remember for the rest of her life…for the rest of their lives…together.


Then, when the elder woman couldn’t stand the waiting any longer, she began thrusting her fingers into Kagome rapidly. Maybe she should go slow since this was Kagome’s first time, but her passion dominated her…and when Kagome began bucking against the fingers, Sango’s smirk grew, knowing that the other woman wasn’t complaining one bit. On the contrary, she was now withering with undeniable passion, crying out loud, and begging for Sango to go harder. And Sango wasn’t one to let her lover go unsatisfied with her performance.


The pleasure was too much for her, she couldn’t handle it anymore; it was going to explode. In seconds Kagome arched her back and dug her nails into the sheets, screaming into the night as she came into Sango’s pumping hand.


Her body fell limp, and Kagome yawned. She then looked down at Sango, her cheeks turning pink all over again. “I –I love you.”


Snuggling against her lover, Sango smiled happily. “I love you too.”


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This is an inserpt from my ‘A Lot Like Love’ story on ff DOT net…with the ending changed to suit oneshot standards.