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“What are you doing, Inuyasha?”

It was a night like any other, and yet it wasn't. Leaping into the well yielded no results, the dirt undisturbed despite him dropping into its depths. But unlike his usual ritual, Kagome's face was there to peer down at him at the end. Still, Inuyasha didn't jump out immediately.

“I thought... maybe it was still open.”

She tilted her head in amused confusion. “Don't tell me it was mama's cooking you missed, and not me?”

It was clearly a joke, yet he rushed to assure her. “Of course not, stupid... You know I missed you. I just thought... maybe you could still see them.”

Her face softened in understanding. “Oh, Inuyasha... You don't need to worry about me. I want to be here. With you. I got to say goodbye to my family, and I'm... satisfied.”

He still wasn't coming out, so she tilted herself to sit on the lip of the structure. She was good at that. Knowing when something on his mind was bigger than what he was saying.

“I'm glad.”

“Yeah. I heard you came here every three days to try getting through...?”

Inuyasha cursed under his breath and kicked the dirt. “I'm gonna kill those idiots...”

“I guess part of me knew that. Sometimes when I would try the well I got the sense you were there, too.”

He was quiet for a moment. “So you didn't want to stay home?” It felt like a stupid question. She'd promised to stay by his side, after all. But he still wanted to hear the answer.

“Of course I wanted to be with you,” Kagome answered in as fierce a response as he had expected. “I mean, of course I love my family and I had things to do in that world as well, but I never wanted to stay away from you.”

He sighed, leaning back against the stone-encrusted wall. “Yeah. Yeah, I know.”

Silence stretched between them, and they both let it. The stars and moon were getting bright now, and lighting up the clearing to the point that he knew Kagome could see almost as clearly as he could.

Inuyasha's ears tilted backwards toward the woman above him at the sound of her shifting again. Another beat of silence, and then her voice came again. “Inuyasha?”

“Hmm?”

“Make way.”

“Wha-...?” The hanyou looked up just in time to see Kagome clambering over the side of the well, billowing hakui sleeves trailing in a white stream behind her as she tumbled towards him. “Ack, you idiot!” he cried seconds before she landed in his outstretched arms. Not quite gracefully, but at least safely.

Still, he didn't let her pry her face from where it had come to rest in the crook of his neck. She let out a little muffled giggle. “Sorry. I knew you'd catch me, so I just... jumped.”

“Keh, you just get some sick thrill out of giving me heart attacks.”

“Sorry,” she laughed again, and he finally set her down. Gently, but with enough bounce in the force he applied to let her know he was not amused with her antics.

She smoothed down her clothes – the miko outfit she'd always borrowed from Kaede had been tailored to fit her better and while Kagome claimed she'd made a few personal touches to it, Inuyasha failed to see what they were. He'd been scared at first, when she proclaimed that she wanted to take up mantle as Kaede's apprentice. But she had quickly assured him that she had no interest in fighting youkai unless it was necessary for exorcisms. She'd also let it slip that she just wanted to pull her weight for her new home and not be just a housewife. That had lead to endless teasing from Miroku and an hour of awkwardness between them before they could finally suck it up and have a serious talk about their intentions going forward. Being together was obviously implied, but Inuyasha in particular had never been good about assigning an official word to it.

It was hard to believe it had only been a day since she returned. Already they were changing each other further. Changing for each other. Together. It was really fucking incredible, in his eyes.

“You're ridiculous,” he said. Despite the scoff it was affectionate; reverent in tone. Kagome smiled for him.

“Yeah, well... I learned from the king of ridiculousness.”

“Oh, ha ha,” he drawled. “Can't even have a moment alone with my woman without her turning my words against me.”

She squealed lightly as he hauled her against him into a playful hug. Okay, maybe there was some thinly veiled passion behind the playfulness, but her scent was making him giddy and homelike.

Kagome for her part sighed in full contentment and leaned into his embrace. “If I knew it brought out this side of you, I'd have called you ridiculous the moment you pulled me out of this well, yesterday.”

“Shut up,” Inuyasha griped. The banter though, was fading in lieu of a more desperate feeling. His eyebrows furrowed as he nuzzled his nose into her hair. “Fuck, I missed you... I thought I must've died that day, it felt like I'd been waiting so long.”

“Mmm...” Kagome murmured, pulling him closer. “Sounds like a lovely way to go, as far as dying goes...”

“I don't ever want to be apart from you again.”

“You won't.” She breathed out a shaky sigh, then. “Inuyasha, I missed you...”

She was rubbing his back in a rhythm that he found hypnotic. It deepened his breathing and sped up his heart at the same time. Her cheek was against his. She was soft all over. Her scent was warm and inviting. He was finally home. Inspired, Inuyasha's hand came up to trace at the back of her neck with his fingertips, listening to her muted gasp and feeling the goosebumps prickle her hair against him as she shuddered closer.

“Kagome...” he whispered back to her, still tracing her skin, feeling her breath on his lips; the bump of her nose against his. His heart thumped with sudden desire. “Kagome...” he said again.

The woman in his arms heaved out a choked whimper, responding to the desire in his voice with her own. Teasing the idea wasn't enough this time. He needed more. He needed all of her. Kagome sucked in air through her nose and pressed her lips to his. It was tender and desperate all at once, and he couldn't stop the moan from rumbling out of his throat. Before she could make to pull away, Inuyasha sucked her bottom lip in between his and coaxed her back in. She nibbled shyly at his top lip in response. His tongue swept out to taste more of her.

It seemed to hit both at the same time that they were finally truly alone to express themselves how they wanted, and their kiss became needy. Rushed. An outlet for three years of loneliness and pining. Every breath and sigh was bringing her scent to him as she moved against him. It maybe should have scared him how crazy she was making him – how quickly he lost control of any and all thought that didn't involve how perfectly she was pressed against him in that moment. But Inuyasha would be lying if he said it wasn't the most free he'd ever felt in his life.

Kagome made another noise and he realized he was backing her up, his hips pressing into hers until her back was flush against the stone wall of the well.

More more more. He needed more. His lips tore reluctantly from hers, recognizing her need to breathe soon, and Kagome's chest heaved against him while he ventured his lips over her face. Down against her chin, her cheek, her temple, and then beneath her ear. She was grabbing at his clothing, her nails scrabbling for purchase to hold him closer, and he shivered at the resulting pool of pleasure starting to quiver in his groin area.

Her voice was low and rough when she managed to speak, and it did crazy things to him. Made him feel like nothing he'd ever felt before. “Did you ever imagine us like this...?”

“Mmhmm,” he mumbled back quickly, nibbling softly at her earlobe until she hissed and he moved down towards her neck in a hot line of victory.

“Be serious...”

Huffing out a noise of frustration at her need to interrupt just when things were getting so good, he abandoned his quest for the moment to look her in the eyes. “I am. Okay, maybe I didn't picture this specifically, but just what did you think I meant when I said I was gonna protect you forever?”

She met his gaze and her lip turned up in a lopsided smile. “I don't think you said that, exactly.”

“Whatever,” he huffed again. “You know what I meant. Now if you don't mind, I'm kinda busy here.”

“What are we busy with, Inuyasha?”

He could tell from her voice that she wasn't trying to be difficult or coy. She wanted explicit consent to surrender to the feelings they had both already mostly succumbed to.

He grunted, nosing her head to the side so that he could have access to her neck, but obliged her. “I'm focusing on your heartbeat. I've never heard your pulse race so fast without danger around before. Your scent. Sometimes it changes depending on how you're feeling, and right now it's making me goddamn crazy.” He suckled at her pulse point, make Kagome cry out softly. “I'm busy focusing on your breathing and those little noises you're making... and how fucking good you taste.”

His tongue came to lave over the point that had made her react so strongly. He needed to know what other noises she could make for him. Her arms moved but they weren't touching him so he paid them no mind, at least until one of her hands came up to place one of his on the newly bared skin of her shoulder. Half-wild he rubbed a heated path over the curve, down and around to her clavicle. So warm and soft. His lips came to it. Oh Gods... he was losing it. His teeth traced the seam of the fabric still hovering over her breasts before his tongue touched the small valley of cleavage that had come free. Inuyasha relished in the way she gasped and thrust against him. His eyes met hers again; chests heaving together, lips parted, and her throat humming what might have been the beginnings of his name. Kagome brought her hand up to her mouth self-consciously, probably to stop the almost-moan. Inuyasha growled, making her jump a bit as she felt it against herself, and pulled the offending hand away, pressing lingering kisses to each finger as he unfurled them.

“No one's coming all the way out here tonight,” he reassured her, and he was rewarded with a breathy groan from her as he swiped his tongue over the current objects of his affections next. “It's just us.” A proper moan when he suckled a digit into his mouth. His ears swiveled and pinned at attention to catch and savor the sound. The fabric over her breasts fell lower.

“Kagome...”

She practically purred in response, leaning forward to take charge and kiss at his neck this time. Every few seconds she would deviate to his lips or face.

“Kagome...”

“Oh God...” she breathed back, “Inuyasha...”

He couldn't take it anymore. He was completely lost. His nose snuffled down, into the hakui that was barely touching her skin anymore. Her scent was still trapped there from her clothes, making him feel drunk. Her nipples were straining, flushed and inviting. He'd seen her naked a couple of times so he wasn't clueless to what she looked like, exactly, but she had definitely filled out and matured in the three years since they'd been together. His heated eyes locked onto hers.

“Can I touch you?”

Her breath was hot against him as she blushed but nodded, loosening the muscles of her arms to let her hakui hang further off her skin. Trying not to seem too excited and potentially spook her, Inuyasha rubbed his hand through the seam, watching it part under the motion until her upper body was on full display, gleaming with sweat in the moonlight.

“How are you just so...” his voice trailed off before he could finish his sentiment, instead expressing the rest of it with a tender brush of his knuckle, tracing up her belly until it came in contact with the underside of a breast. So soft. “Gods,” he breathed, flattening his palm to cup it fully. She made a noise and he glanced at her but if she was nervous it was covered up by her pleasure. Her eyes were closed and the most alluring little flush was lighting her cheeks. He kissed one, and brought his other hand up to test the silken weight of her second breast. She gasped into his jawline.

Kagome moved to completely shed her upper clothes, but Inuyasha stopped her with a gentle squeeze that had her rewarding him with a low moan.

“Leave it on,” he said, and at her questioning look, he clarified, “I don't want you to be uncomfortable.” His gaze flitted to the stone wall she was currently pressed up against, and her eyes softened in understanding. Hands came up to stroke idly at his ears and it was his turn to moan for her.

“You've always liked that, haven't you?” her voice was light and airy with breathless amusement.

“Shaddup...” There was no heat behind his response though. At least not any heat of anger. A different kind definitely fueled him as he ducked his head down to take a heaving nipple into his mouth. Her breath hitched, gasped, and stuttered as she pulled his head closer to her in a desperate hug. He could feel his ears brushing her chin, occasionally disturbed into flicking by the puffs of her wanton exhales.

“Inuyasha...!”

“Mmh...” He was enraptured by the taste and texture of her more forbidden flesh. Her nipples were so stiff that it was a wonder they weren't sore, but rather seemed hypersensitive. He laved first one, then the other, running his fingertips ardently over the dip of the undersides. His teeth inevitably touched her a few times despite his best efforts, but Kagome was obviously not repelled from letting them near her skin. Rather she squirmed and started pulling at the folds to his own shirt.

“Hot,” she clarified, and weirdly it made perfect sense to him in that moment.

“Yeah...” Giving her breasts one last squeeze, his lips ventured lower, coming to press and tongue at her navel while he shrugged his top layers off. “Can I take these off, too?”

She stiffened just slightly when he plucked at the sash keeping her hakama pants closed, and he stopped instantly.

“We don't have to, K'gome. I can... we can stop.”

“No,” she whispered. “Don't stop. I want you to.”

He felt the need to clarify. “You want me to do more?”

“Yes,” she panted. “Yes, yes.”

She wouldn't lie to him but he went a little slower just in case she changed her mind. But she didn't, and soon the bow was unraveled and the baggy bottoms half slid, half plummeted, only catching slightly on her hips. The heady aroma of her arousal exploded more around him, free from its confines.

“Fuck,” he cursed, pupils blowing wide as he tried to catch his breath around the delicious choke-hold over his senses. “You smell amazing.” His eyes glossed over when they caught sight of and watched her center. It was darkened by a patch of thick black curls, and though it was subtle, the little snarls of hair were visibly moist.

“Inuyasha, I-...” Her voice was laced with a whimper.

He rubbed his nose against her tummy, feeling like he was swimming and drowning at the same time. “You what?”

“I need you...”

His breathing grew impossibly heavier at her husky tone, and his groin grew impossibly hotter. Without a second thought, he placed a hand on her hip and tugged. Her balance faltered towards him and he steadied her with another hand on her other leg, hefting it to rest on his shoulder. Kagome gasped when he made eye contact, clearly not oblivious in any way to what he had planned.

“I need you, too...”

Before Kagome could fully register his words, his tongue was touching her – first tentative and then slicking over the wetness with gentle fervor. He groaned when she did, still locked by each others' gaze. Her hitches for breath were surprised; enamored, and wholly captivating. As if she couldn't quite believe what was happening on top of the pleasure her scent and expression told him she was feeling. He couldn't quite believe it either. Even just a day ago he'd hardly have thought himself capable of something like this, but he already knew it would be an erotic addiction. Her taste and smell drove him crazy. It was the single most perfect moment in his life to be between her legs like that. He was born for her, after all...

“Inu... Inuyasha...!” His name escaped her in a rough sigh. Absolute heaven.

His tongue found her inner labia and traced along it, wanting to memorize every part of her. She wiggled and whimpered. Cute. And more than a little hot. He wondered what other reactions he could inspire. Her legs were trembling and he gripped them a little firmer to soothe her overstimulation. When he wasn't satisfied by lapping up her lingering wetness he got brave enough to dip into the source. The taste and texture excited him more than he thought possible, especially when Kagome let out a shaky cry and those amazing wet and warm muscles clenched around his tongue in her surprise. He almost broke eye contact at that, a heady moan pulled from him.

Strangely this all wasn't making him self-conscious. He'd never felt closer to her than he did looking up at her from where he was showering her with affection and pleasure. It was a new side to them both and he liked it. Kagome's gasps and moans were coming more frequently now, and a bit louder. They peaked when his soft lips found a little nub and he guessed that must be the spot. Feeling proud of himself for finding what she liked best, Inuyasha suckled at it gently, but trying to place enough pressure to drive her wild. She seemed a little embarrassed by her noise and he tried to tell her with his eyes that he wanted all of her – every reaction, scent, sound, taste, and touch she would give him. Her hand touched his and he interlaced their fingers, squeezing lovingly. Kagome squeezed back.

In, out, in, out. Big sweeping motions around the clit before riling her with broad, sloppy strokes of his tongue. Inuyasha was relentless in learning what she liked. What she loved. He wanted to drive her crazy. He wanted-

“Inu-! ...ya... shaaaaa...!!”

All at once she went taut as a bowstring before dissolving into a squirming, sweaty mess of incoherent grunts and whimpers. The rush of scent made his pupils blow wide and he lapped fervently at her release. He hadn't really expected her to cum so soon, and he wanted to savor it.

“Ah! A-Ahh! Inuyasha!”

She shook and pleaded and begged, but he couldn't quite bring himself to stop yet. He thrust his tongue back in to feel one more squeeze of those slick muscles, and he smelled her coming again before he felt the vice-like clamp down once more. His nose nuzzled at her clit, hoping to enhance her enjoyment as he helped her ride out the intense sensations. He was a little annoyed and perplexed by her suddenly trying to push his face away, but she was shaking an awful lot and he obliged her, pulling back with a thin trail of her juices still connecting them.

“T-Too much... too much...” she said shakily, patting at the hair near his ear.

Hearing that, Inuyasha felt a little bit bashful and wiped his mouth. Maybe he'd been a tad overzealous. “You liked it though, right?”

She let out a dreamy laugh and nodded, still seeming in a daze. “Yeah. 'S really good... Thank you, Inuyasha. This night has been incredible.”

He blushed a deep red. “K-Keh, if you must know, it was my pleasure... Y' don't gotta thank me for anything.”

Kagome smiled at him and tenderly brushed his ear with correct aim this time. He couldn't help leaning into it, placing a small gentle kiss on her inner thigh that he was still level with. She twitched with pleasure and gave a sheepish giggle. He chuckled back.

Inuyasha knew that if they were going to proceed further, this was the best time. While they were both relaxed and drunk on each other, and Kagome was wet enough for both of them. He rubbed her leg absent-mindedly, trying to decide how to broach the subject.

Kagome beat him to it. “Do you want to...?”

He felt his erection give a yearning throb and shakily exhaled. “I do. If... If you want to?”

“I came back to be with you. Let me be with you, Inuyasha...”

“Kagome... I...”

“I know. Will you please kiss me?”

He did. His mouth found hers in a flurry of passion and sensory inebriation, as he found himself getting drunk all over again from the taste of her release combining with the taste of her lips and tongue. She soothed him though, running her lips against his with a silken gentility that made him want to match her pace. Her hand came to his cheek. His hands came to her thighs and lifted her carefully to press against the wall of the well. His hips pinned her there and he heard her hiss in pleasure at the feel of his excited length against her. Kagome undid the bow at his front and released his erection. Then it was his turn to hiss and whimper as she took the moment to explore his body. He wanted to let her feel the same rush he'd gotten to in exploring her, so he tried to be patient. He blushed a little in spite of himself when he caught Kagome watching him with a little awe in her eyes. Her scent told him that she was turned on by him so the embarrassment ebbed away in lieu of a burning desire to connect with her on an intimate level. He needed to be inside her. And kiss her. And make her cum again.

When Kagome rubbed a finger over the plush head his thoughts instantly derailed and he thrust shallowly into her hand. He knew he was making her hand slick with pre-cum by now, and bit his lip.

Patience... Right.

He was making a lot of noise though, which had to be cluing her in, since she stopped carefully rolling his foreskin under her palm and instead gripped him with purpose.

“Can you help?” she whispered. “I, um.. Don't want to rush you.”

In his opinion she was probably not rushing enough, but his voice stayed soft when he said, “Yeah... Tell me if it's uncomfortable. I'll stop.”

His hakama dropped the rest of the way to the ground when he hefted and adjusted her until she was spread wide, and Kagome moaned at the feel of his length pressing heavily against her dripping slit. Remembering where to aim due to his tongue finding it earlier, Inuyasha drew back to align the tip of himself with her opening and pushed. Slowly, gently, so agonizingly so, he pushed.

“Haaah...!” Kagome breathed, her head falling back to bump against the wall.

He stopped. “Is it okay?”

“Yes...” she panted, trying to tilt or gyrate her hips and take him in further despite his firm hold on her thighs. “Yes, yes... Keep going, please.”

Inuyasha licked his lips, tasting his own sweat and the lingering trace of Kagome. The velvety warmth of her walls taking him in was so exhilarating that he was almost convinced she'd be the death of him. Still, he resisted the urge to give in completely, until he knew for sure she was going to be comfortable. “Yeah... okay.”

He pushed again and their hips came together with an erotically wet sound, and Inuyasha let his eyes tear away from her face for just a moment of panting and sensation as he pressed his face into the side of her neck. Despite the tinge of strangeness from the new experience, Inuyasha felt like all he was capable of at the moment was feeling. Feeling her closeness, her breath, her arms coming around him, and the utterly delicious embrace of her most intimate flesh around his. Feeling how right it was to have her with him like this.

“Fuck...” he whimpered softly, and any other time he might've found it pathetic, but not with Kagome wrapped around him.

“Please...” she whined back, and he knew what she wanted when she pulsed her hips against his.

Giving in to her demands, Inuyasha pulled his hips back slowly, and gave a gentle push back forward. He slid in even easier this time. Out and in again... The ease was as addicting as every other part of her. Her body was slick and pliant, and welcomed him to set a steady pace. He was feeling even more giddy at the scents and sounds of her enjoyment, rocking in time with her surprised moans.

“Nnh... Good?” he asked around his own choked groan.

“Mmhmmm... You can go a little faster...”

He managed to make eye contact again, and kissed her. She was eager in reciprocating, but had to tear her mouth away to gasp and whimper when he braced his leg muscles and started to move a little faster. Inuyasha took the opportunity to kiss and suckle at her neck.

Kagome... Kagome...

Her name was a mantra in his mind. Whether he was saying it aloud or not, he wasn't sure, but it wouldn't have surprised him. He was lost. Nothing mattered but her. She was his everything, and he wanted to be hers. He wanted to show her with his body that nobody could ever make him feel like she did. He felt the sentiment echoed in the way she veritably sobbed his name and ground her hips back against him – meeting him passion for passion. He could feel her swollen clit rubbing rhythmically against the dark hair that covered his pelvis. Her breasts heaved and bounced against his chest. Every part of her body was getting off to his, and he felt fierce adoration sweep through him.

“Inu-... Inuyasha...! Ah!!”

Her legs were locking around his hips, pulling him further into her. Making her even tighter, to the point he momentarily worried over her comfort. But her arms pulled him even closer. He cursed, already feeling his balls tightening in preparation to orgasm.

'Not yet... I don't want it to end, yet...'

“Ka-... Kagome...! Ahn! I can't-...” He felt the need to warn her. To somehow communicate that he wanted the moment to last forever, but his body was betraying him.

Her hitching moans turned into murmurs of encouragement, and she looked at him with so much love in that moment that he thought his heart might burst. She pushed his sweaty bangs to one side and pressed a kiss to his temple. Then the moaning made an abrupt transition to broken pleas for more and he deftly obliged her, retracting his hips just to give her a harder and faster pace.

Kagome rocked sharply against him a few times and then he felt her teeth in his shoulder. It made him jerk back against her, and then she was calling his name and her velvety inner muscles were massaging his in hot, wet, inexorable waves. Inuyasha could do little more than grind out an “Oh fuck, Kagome...! Fuck!” before he gave into the tugging sensation and thrust mindlessly into her, losing his sense of any rhythm or measured gentleness.

His erection throbbed, pulsed, and he was lost to ecstasy as it answered her body's pull and jetted out hot spasms of cum into her quickly sating body. Kagome scissored his waist until her orgasm petered out with his, and they were both left able to do nothing but pant in the most gratifying exhaustion Inuyasha had ever felt.

His mind came back to him a few seconds later, and he half-collapsed against the wall, careful not to put much weight on her. He hauled her against him in a tight but gentle hug, brushing his nose back and forth against her cheek.

“You okay? I wasn't too rough or anything, was I?”

She shook her head. “No. I'm all right. I'm sorry for biting you, though.”

He huffed out a soft laugh. “Didn't hurt.” Moving to pull out of her, he paused when Kagome made a soft sound. Before he could ask again if something was wrong, he was clued in by her looking down at where they'd been joined. “Um... S-Sorry...”

Kagome shook her head again. “Don't be. But we should probably get... uh, cleaned up.”

Inuyasha kicked some dirt absentmindedly over the white stain that had accumulated on the ground. “Yeah. You can use my shirt, or...” his smile turned a little wicked as he decided to tease her while he was still brave enough. “I can think of a few other ways.”

Kagome turned redder than his robes and she smacked his shoulder playfully when he couldn't help but snicker. She forgave him though, when he leaned in to kiss her senseless again.

…

Kaede was awoken by the sound of two whispered voices in her hut. The old miko had been vaguely aware of them talking for a while, as she was a light sleeper, but it was the sound of Inuyasha's soft but lighthearted laughter that really pulled her attention. Peeking over her blanket covering, she raised her eyebrows at what she saw.

Kagome was sitting leaning back against the wall of the hut, and Inuyasha was situated quite comfortably beside her, with his head in her lap. It wasn't unusual for them to flirt in their own way, but she'd never seen them quite like this. The young hanyou was smiling up at Kagome as she talked, eyes wide and focused like he was hanging on her every word. Kagome noticed as well, if the light pinking of her cheeks was any indication.

Part of her wanted to bark at them to get their sleep lest they be useless in the morning, but she couldn't fault them for being so excited to be reunited, still. The intimate position was quite telling, as well... Re-tucking the blanket around herself, Kaede settled down to get some more sleep and leave the two lovebirds be.

'It's about time,' was her last thought before drifting off.


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Wonderful art courtesy of @Nukawin !